In many cues today's marriage is seen as a business and/or social arrangement between consenting adults rather than a continuing expression of love.
The results are obvious: casual, promiscuous infidelity; a lack of concern for the partner and the children; the breakdown of the nuclear family; and the use of others for thrill-seeking -- and often deviant -- purposes as an end in itself instead of a means of showing devotion and affection. Too often a loving veneer masks a core of, at best, unconcern, at wont, depravity.
ALWAYS HORNY WIFE is the story of a woman who appears outwardly happy to be married, yet she is inwardly eager to satisfy her lustful cravings in the arms of others. A shocking story true, but also a mirror of our times.
The Publisher
Chapter One
Amber walked into the lounge.
Setting down her shopping bags, she sat down at a table, went through her purse, and found her cigarettes and lighter. The man took her order and returned to the bar. Amber puffed on her cigarette, sat back in her chair, and waited for the barman to bring her drink.
Amber was a beautiful young girl. Her dark-brown hair spilled over her shoulders in one smooth, heavy sweep. It plunged downwards, stopping only a few inches short of her ass.
Her figure was fabulous. She had long, slender limbs and sharp features. Her breasts were round and firm. She had a tiny waist, narrow hips, and the legs of a model. Her miniskirt and sleeveless blouse accentuated her breasts, nipples and thighs.
The barman brought her drink.
Amber sipped it slowly. She told herself that she would have one more drink before she drove home.
"Mind if I join ya?"
Amber turned and saw a tall, dark-haired guy in his late twenties. He was good-looking, and he was dressed in a business suit. She shrugged and watched him as he sat down, facing her. His eyes roamed every square inch of her body. Amber didn't care; she was quite used to this.
"I don't think I've seen ya before," he said, smiling.
Amber turned, and stared out the window.
The young man eyed her curiously. This was one cold fish, he told himself. But she was gorgeous, and he wanted her. He decided that he would not yet give up.
"Ya busy tonight?"
Amber continued staring out the window. Sighing deeply, she nodded.
"How 'bout tomorrow night?" he asked.
Again she nodded.
Silence.
The young man got up and looked down at her, frowning. He started to say something, but Amber turned and looked up at hint. "I'm married," she said.
"I'm sorry," he said, shaking his head. Then he turned and left the place.
"I'm sorry, too," Amber said under her breath. Then, sighing and finishing her drink, she got up, picked up her shopping bags, and left the room.
She thought about him as she drove home. Pity, she reflected sadly. He was certainly a good looking guy. He had a good body, too-broad shoulders, well-developed chest. He would probably be fantastic in bed. It was a shame she had had to turn him down.
Amber drove up the driveway to her house, picked up her bags, and entered the house through the kitchen. She set down the bags and began emptying the groceries onto the kitchen table. In twenty minutes, she had everything neatly stored away. Then she sat down at the table, lit a cigarette, and thought about the young man once again.
You could've swung it, baby, she told herself. Hal won't be back till tonight. You could've swung it. He could've followed you home, stayed two or three hours, and left an hour or two before Hal even got home.
No. She shook her head and killed her cigarette. Sighing, she got up and began to unbutton her blouse. Then she headed for the bathroom. She stripped naked, stepped into the shower, and turned on the spray. The cool water felt heavenly. She just stood there and let the cool water pour down on her for the next ten minutes.
Later, she turned off the water, stepped out of the shower, and dried herself off. Before she went into the bedroom, she brushed her teeth and her hair.
Afterwards, she entered the bedroom and threw herself on the bed. Lying on her back and squirming into a more comfortable position, she closed her eyes and began to drift to sleep.
Then the doorbell rang.
Jesus Christ! she thought angrily, getting up and putting on a bathrobe. Can't even lie down without some asshole comin' to the door...
She opened the door and watched him as he smiled at her bathrobe.
"Couldn't resist the urge," he explained. "Just had to follow ya home."
She just looked at him and fought down the urge to smile and pull him inside. "I told you I was married," she said.
"I know."
"Well? Can't you take a hint?"
"I know a horny lady when I see her," he said, reaching into his pocket for his cigarettes.
He watched her breasts moving outwards.
"What's your name?" she asked.
"Johnny," he replied.
"Listen, Johnny," she said, crossing her arms over her breasts, "it's like I said before. I'm married. Like it or not..."
Amber never finished her statement. Without a word, Johnny wrapped his arms around her and kissed her. She resisted at first. Then she moaned and sighed deeply in his arms. His tongue entered her mouth. Amber sucked it deeply, rubbing his lips with her own.
Then they broke.
"Who the fuck..."
Again Amber never had the chance to finish her statement. Kissing her again, Johnny picked her up easily, brought her inside the house, and kicked the door shut. Then he carried her into the living room and laid her down on the couch.
"The bedroom's that way," said Amber, pointing.
Smiling, he picked her up again and carried her into the bedroom. He laid her down on the bed and opened her bathrobe. Her breasts were absolutely gorgeous. He covered them with his hands and kissed her passionately.
Her hands were fumbling with his belt and fly. He got up from the bed and undressed. Amber watched him. When he stepped out of his pants, she eyed his thick, ten-inch pole and licked her lips. "You're even bigger than I thought," she whispered fiercely.
He waited until she had shrugged out of the bathrobe. Then she squirmed on the bed. She lay on her back, her knees drawn up, her thighs parted.
Johnny eyed the moist, pink slit in wonder.
"Fuck me, for Chrissakes!" she whispered, breathing heavily and licking her lips.
He mounted her on the bed. She wrapped her legs around him and they kissed deeply, their tongues entering each other's mouths. He covered her left tit with his hand. It was hot and tight. The cherry nipple in its center grew in his palm, getting thicker and longer. Johnny squeezed it. Amber moaned softly and squirmed beneath him. Be felt her warm thighs rubbing against his legs.
Amber closed her eyes. She felt his hot breath on her tits. His tongue encircled her left nipple, then her right. His hands milked her books. She began writhing on the bed and panting.
Johnny sucked the left nipple eagerly, taking it deeply into his mouth and pumping it, his lips closing tightly around it. The brunette was breathing deeper. Her naked body moved deliciously against his own. He reached down and let his right hand rest on the soft mound of chestnut hair just above her wet gash. Amber moaned sensuously. She gasped his hand and moved it down, covering her wet match. Johnny felt the warm juice gathering on his fingers. He nabbed the hot lips of her pussy. Amber rotated her hips and moved her gash against him.
Kneeling between her spread thighs, he lifted her legs and pushed them down on her tits. Then he licked his lips and buried his face in her wet crotch. Anther gasped, struggling and wriggling beneath him. She found it difficult to breathe. Her tits were mashed against her chest. Her legs were on fire. She felt her head spinning.
Johnny licked and stroked the wet cunt, massaging the creamy pussy lips and pumping the soggy hole with his thumb. Her moans were growing louder. She moved against him so that her cunt was rubbing his face. He smiled, tasting the sweet jism that was dripping out of her honey hole. This was rat gash, he told himself. Then he realized that his coming here was no mistake.
For the next ten minutes, Johnny fingered, prodded, and sucked Amber's swollen pussy. The brunette smiled and closed her eyes. She panted and let hint do what he wanted. She felt his fingers rubbing her hole, squeezing her red clit, pumping her cunt, fingering her creamy asshole. Amber wriggled her snatch against him and wet his mouth with pussy milk.
Johnny suddenly got up and reversed his position on the bed. Amber looked up and saw him straddling her head. The thick, red dong was pointed directly at her. She giggled and waited for him to lower himself. When he did, she reached up mid, with both hands, gasped the warm hunk of juicy flesh and pulled, drawing it deeply into her mouth and throat. Johnny cloned his eyes and shivered. Rating on his elbows, he enjoyed the girl's hot breath on his cock and balls. He lay still and waited until she had completely saturated his prick with saliva. Then he lowered bin face between her naked thighs and pressed his mouth against her swollen pussy hole.
Amber's sensuous lips and tongue covered every square inch of Johnny's thick pork. Her lips rubbed against him, and he stirred, pushing his cock deeply into her mouth. Amber rubbed his balls vigorously and tried to swallow them also. Johnny began raising and lowering himself on her. She fucked his cock eagerly, letting him pull out and then sucking him deeply into her throat.
Johnny inserted his tongue into her throbbing crack. She was oven-hot, and juicy as hell. His lips rubbed against her pussy lips, driving her wild. He heard her moan and take his cock deeply into her throat again. He played with her red clit, pumping it, milking it with his fingers, sucking it into his mouth. Fresh jism rolled onto his tongue. He swallowed it and sucked her clit for more. He jammed two fingers up her red-hot gash. Then he massaged her inner thighs, which were red and soaking wet with perspiration.
Amber's tongue climbed up and down the throbbing red pole. Pumping him with her hands, she swallowed the round head of his prick. Warm fluid dripped out of his prick slit. Moaning, she swallowed it greedily. She tickled his balls and his inner thighs. Then she pumped his asshole and swallowed every inch of his thick, rigid pole.
Johnny brought back her knees and pushed her thighs down on her titties. Her pussy and clit were now openly exposed. She was so wet by now that the sheets were soaked. She felt him rubbing the round globes of her ass. Then his lips and tongue were once again on her, sliding up and down her pussy lips, pumping and dancing clit, sucking her gash lips. He rammed his thumb up her crack and felt the jism saturating him. Then he removed his soaked thumb and pressed his mouth against her honey well. Suddenly the brunette gasped, thrashing on the bed. Amber panted and writhed beneath him. The room was spinning in front of her eyes. She winced and felt herself flushing.
Gyrating her hips and ass, she pounded her soggy gash in his face. Johnny sucked her hole and swallowed the sweet honey. A few moments later, he relaxed and waited for her to recover.
Amber went back to the big dong that rested against her cheek. Her lips slid up and down the complete length of it, stopping here, moving there, caressing a thick blue vein, rubbing the sensitive underside, working back down and nibbling at the base of the throbbing pole. She brought out her tongue and licked him in the balls, driving a moan from him and making him shudder. She took the fold of flesh on the underside of the cock, just beneath the big, red dome, and put it between her lips. She sucked it gently for a while, then more vigorously. She wrapped her hands around the thick snake and felt it trembling with hot milk. Johnny gasped and shifted uneasily over her. He closed his eyes and felt his blood pounding within him.
The beautiful brunette licked him in the balls with her tongue again. Opening her mouth, she sucked a testicle into her mouth and began to suck on it eagerly, her tongue rubbing against it, massaging it. Then she leaned closer to him and tried to suck the rest of his rocks into her mouth.
There was too much of him, so she contented herself with sucking one testicle and rubbing the other gently with her thumb and forefinger. Johnny suddenly tensed in her arms. Before he could shoot his load, Amber took her thumb and pressed it firmly against the base of his prick, on the underside. With a groan, Johnny felt his bubbling sperm returning to his balls.
Amber sighed and kept her thumb there for another minute. Afterwards, she licked her lips, rubbing them against the tip of his cock. He felt her warm tongue swirling around the head. He could no longer stand it. His rocks were once again beginning to boil. As before, he felt her thumb press against the base of his dong, and his fluid once again returned to his quivering sac.
Amber began pumping him with her mouth, letting only the head of his dick enter her mouth. Each time his prick went inside, her tongue worked him feverishly on the wet head. He didn't think he could take much more of this. His balls were beginning to ache. She would not let them alone. Her fingers and palms rubbed them, stroked them, prodded them, tickled them. All the while, she pumped his head with her warm lips and blew her hot breath all over his flushed thighs.
Before he knew what was happening, he was falling to his side. Amber quickly got up and knelt between his spread thighs. He looked up and saw her beautiful brown hair spilling everywhere. Just that, he felt her lips clamping over his joint. Her head began bobbing up and down as she fucked him. He closed his eyes and yielded helplessly to her caresses. Once again, his hot lava crept out of his balk. He cried out just before he felt her thumb press against him. Moaning feverishly, he felt his jism going back to his balls.
Amber pumped his swollen pole eagerly. His halls were cupped in her hands. Her tender lips slid up and down his greased cock, saturating hun with her hotness and sizzling his flesh. After a while, she took a rest and fondled his throbbing prick head with her lips and tongue, making the entire joint tremble and quiver. Her tongue once again swirled across the shiny dome while her hands, fastened tightly around the base of his cock, kept his joint in position.
She fucked him gently for the next few minutes. After a while, he began to relax. He closed his eyes. When he opened them again he gasped and saw the beautiful woman lowering herself onto his thighs, her pink gash creamy and wet and glistening in the room.
Reaching down between her thighs, Amber grasped the thick joint, rubbing the very tip against her moist snatch and panting heavily. Johnny's head toiled from side to side. He was breathing so heavily that his chest heaved. The lovely woman lowered herself and soon felt the warm head of Johnny's cock pressing against the creamy lips of her steamy slit. With a heave, she pushed herself roughly downwards and felt the greased shaft working its way all the way up her hot tube.
Johnny winced and moaned. Christ, he thought. The broad's cunt is hot enough to boil a fuckin' egg! Groaning, he shifted uneasily and enjoyed the feeling of Amber's hot juice hole saturating his cock.
It wasn't long before she began writhing over him.
Her swollen quim lips rubbed against the length of his tool, drenching his cock and balls with jism. Arching her back, Amber reached up and pulled the hair out of her eyes. Her pussy did not lose one delicious stroke. She sucked his cock eagerly, her pussy muscles clamping around him and pulling him up her hot canyon. His cock was coated with her slimy juice. It flowed down his prick. He shivered and watched her ride him, her tight boobies bouncing wildly. Amber tensed her body, slamming her snatch completely over his swollen joint. Once again, she cried out. Warm water spilled down her tube, drenching his throbbing cock.
Johnny kept his hands at her breasts, rubbing them, pulling them, squeezing the cherry nipples. The brunette rode him wildly, her long, brown hair spilling everywhere. She pounded her cunt onto his prick, her ass slapping him on the thighs. She took his balls in her hands. Suddenly she squeezed them and made him writhe and quiver on the bed. Laughing, she sucked in his joint, puffing it all the way up her trembling box and saturating it once again with honey.
Johnny could take no more. He reached up and, taking Amber by the shoulders, pulled her down beside him. Before she could protest, he knelt between her thighs, lifted up her legs, and slammed his pulsating prick up her helpless snatch. The brunette trembled. She reached up and pulled him down on her. His head was buried between her tits. She wrapped her legs around his ass and locked her ankles together. He felt her pulling his cock inside her snatch.
For the next five minutes, Johnny pumped her wildly, ramming her tube and slamming his cock all the way inside. Amber was writhing and panting. Her arms and legs lashed out wildly, slamming against him. She raked his back with her long fingernails, making him wince. All the while, her snatch muscles tightened and loosened spasmodically around his throbbing meat.
Then he was spurting his load inside her, causing her to jerk and pound her gash brutally against his spending shaft. Eight angry jolts of thick semen penetrated her, filling her up and causing her tubes to gush hotly. She sucked him dry, until he went limp with a weak groan.
A few minutes later, he fell to her side and lay panting and heaving in exhaustion.
Giggling, Amber jumped up from the bed.
"Christ!" she squealed, walking over to the bathroom. "I've been needin' a good fuck like that for ages!"
Chapter Two
Drying herself off, Amber walked into the bedroom.
Johnny wasn't there. She noticed that his dotes were not in the room. For Chrissakes, she thought angrily. Is one lousy screw all I'm gonna get?
He was in the kitchen, smoking a cigarette and sipping a drink from the bottle on the counter. He smiled at her naked body and then noticed that she was angry. "Whatsa matter?" he asked.
"What the hell you doin' in here?"
"You couldn't be lookin' for more action, couldja? I mean, after a screw like that..."
"I'm horny," she explained. "Why the hell did you follow me here, anyway? I kind of thought you wanted to fuck, too."
He shrugged. "I did. But what about your old man? When's he gettin' back..."
"Just forget about my old man," she said, reaching out to take his hand. "We still have nearly an hour left. Let's not waste it, for Chrissakes."
Picking her up, Johnny laid her down on the kitchen table. She just looked up at him and waited for him to do more. Her legs were dangling over the edge of the table. Suspecting what was going to happen, Amber spread eagled her arms and gasped the corners of the table. Then she closed her eyes and waited.
Kneeling on the floor between her spread thighs, Johnny soon discovered that he was at the perfect height. Moving closer to the edge of the table, he licked his lips and began tickling and fondling Amber's pussy and clit with his tongue. The brunette wiggled, shaking the table. She parted her thighs farther and moaned when Johnny rested his hands on her warm thighs.
He tongued her ferociously, his tongue climbing into her greasy, lapping up the pussy milk, beating her insides. Amber kicked and, groaning, popped her rocks in his face. Johnny fingered her hole until she popped again and again.
When be thought she was ready to be fucked, Johnny picked her up and let her rest on the table. Her legs still dangled over the edge. She wrapped her arms around him and they kissed deeply. Then he lifted her up and waited until she had wrapped her legs around his waist. When she had locked her ankles just above his ass, be wrapped his arms around her waist. They kissed again. Amber's arms tightened around his neck. She felt him rubbing the lips of her quivering gash with his fingers, and she moaned. Her titties were mashed against his chest.
Wrapping his fingers around the base of his cock, Johnny pressed the tip against the lips of her wet match. Amber immediately pounded herself against him, and her pussy lips swallowed his dong head whole. In one motion, she thrust her lower body downwards. Squealing in delight, she felt the hot meat sliding up her tube. Struggling in his arms, she pounded out fresh pussy milk and waited for him to completely fill her insides.
Then she was jumping on him wildly, like a bronco rider. Her swollen pussy raced up and down his throbbing rod. Her screams were loud in his ears. He tightened his grip around her, felt her strong slit muscles fastening around his thick hose, and gasped each time her pussy swallowed his cock in one greedy gulp.
While she was dancing on his prick, Johnny walked over to the doorway. Amber felt her back rubbing against the wall. She sucked in her breath and pounded herself even more brutally on his swollen cock. Johnny just closed his eyes, held her by the waist, and felt his jism erupting within his dancing balls.
Amber began to twitch and quiver in his arms. Her ass pounded, and her slit dripped milk over his thighs. Johnny watched her titties as they bounced everywhere. He buried his face in their softness and took hold of a thick, cherry nipple with his teeth. The brunette nearly jumped three feet in the air. Her scream was so loud that it made him wince. He felt her rocks popping again and again, but he did not release the thick nipple. He continued sucking it and biting it while the woman pounded her gushing honey hole onto his swollen snake.
A minute later, Johnny's rod flushed her tube with thick sperm. Amber went crazy, moving her hips and cunt on him like a jackhammer and pounding her titties in his face. She felt his balls slapping her in the ass. Crying out, the brunette sprayed his spurting snake with honey water again and again, until she went limp in his arms.
She woke up in her bedroom. Johnny was already dressed. When he saw that she was up, he sat down on the edge of the bed, bent over, and kissed her on the lips.
"You're not leavin' yet," she said, sighing deeply.
"I'll be back," he promised.
She looked at him. "You're not just teasin' me, are you?"
"Nope. How often does the average guy find a cunt as creamy as yours?"
She shrugged. "I dunno. How often?"
"Once in a lifetime."
He put on his coat. "Is your number in the phone book?" he asked.
She nodded.
He bent over and kissed her. "I'll call you tomorrow," he said.
Then he left the house.
Amber, as usual, had dinner alone that night. Hal had not come home yet. She had known better than to expect a phone call. Hal never called her to tell her that he'd be late.
She didn't care. She was so used to this treatment that, if Hal did act differently, she would think something was wrong. It wasn't his fault really. It was just the way Hal was.
After she cleaned up the kitchen, Amber took a long, cool bath, washed her hair, and lay down in bed. Half an hour later, she began to fall asleep.
An hour later, Hal came home.
She awoke to see him undressing a few feet from the bed. "You just get home?" she asked groggily.
He turned around and looked at her. "Didn't mean to wake ya up," he said.
"That's all right." Amber lay back down and closed her eyes.
"Anything exciting happen today?" he asked, getting into bed beside her.
"Nope. Nothin' you'd be interested in."
"Same old thing, huh?" He yawned and lay down. "Night."
"Yeah." For the next fifteen minutes, Amber watched the heavy, motionless form of her sleeping husband. Then she suddenly found herself growing angry. "Bastard," she said, tossing the sheet off and getting up. She went into the bathroom to change.
"Bastard," she repeated angrily as she dressed. "I'm gettin' hornier while the only thing he ever gets is fatter!"
Chapter Three
Johnny was standing just inside the doorway as she entered the club. She just couldn't believe it. Suddenly she felt as though she had been waiting for this moment for years.
He led her over to a table and they sat down.
Amber could no longer wait. She groped for his trousers, removing the belt and then pulling down his zipper. Johnny stirred and shifted on the couch. Leaning back, he watched the brunette as she went down on his throbbing tool. It didn't take Amber very long to get the cock thick and hard. It was only moments before she felt it throbbing with blood. Grinning in delight, the brunette swallowed the joint in one gulp and pushed her face down, until her lips were rubbing against his pubic hair. He squirmed and felt the tip of his dong pressing against the back of her throat. Amber sucked in her breath. The prick grew even larger in her mouth. She grabbed his nuts and massaged them while she pulled him deeper inside her mouth. Johnny shuddered and felt his heart thumping in his chest.
Her head began moving in a fast, up-and-down motion on his dick. Her lips rubbed against him as he went in and out. Johnny felt the brunette's tongue slapping him on the very tip as his big tool entered her juicy mouth.
Bending over her, Johnny untied the strap that held the bikini top over her titties. Amber's jugs when freed of the cloth, sprang outwards. The brunette reached down, pulled down her hot pants, and wriggled out of them. She kicked off her shoes and resumed working on Johnny's hot prong.
Moments later, he pulled her off his pork, picked her up, and laid her facedown on the couch, with her legs dangling over the arm of the couch. She twisted around to see what he was up to. Placing his forearm beneath her waist, Johnny lifted her up and made her rest her shins on the arm of the couch. Then he released his grip on her, reached between her legs, and began to finger her moist slit, clit, and asshole.
Amber pounded her ass into his face. She grasped hold of the other couch arm and held on for better support. The position caused her back to arch. Her titties were pressed against the cushions of the couch. She buried her face into the cushions, wriggled sensuously.
Then he stood up and took off his clothing. He eyed the beautiful, naked girl and felt his cock stirring and trembling. Amber's ass was sticking in the air. Her cunt and asshole were exposed, ready for the taking.
Johnny bent over, jammed two fingers into the brunette's pink asshole, grasped the throbbing clit, and pressed his lips firmly against her wet honey tube. Amber groaned deeply and felt the storms beginning to take hold of her. Her squeals were muffled against the cushions. She pressed herself more tightly against him and slapped her steamy twat into his face.
Then she felt his prick separating the lips of her crack. It split her apart, climbed inside, slid all the way up her tube. She squealed, hammered herself against him, and sprinkled milk. The lips of her pussy clamped over his tool. While he waited for her to relax, he rubbed the globes of her ass and fingered her inflamed clit.
Moments later, he was jabbing her with his cock. He pushed it in slowly, let it linger inside a while, and pulled it back out. His cock was laced with slit honey. Johnny heard her groaning and sputtering on the couch. She squirmed on the couch, her arms and legs thrashing. He continued fucking her pussy. Without warning, he pulled out of her, spread the globes of her ass apart, and stuffed his big reamer into her tender, unsuspecting ass.
Amber popped her rocks four times in quick succession. Wailing, she tensed her body. Johnny reached down beneath her and jammed his thumb into her throbbing slit hole. Screaming, the brunette shot off her guns again and again, until the arm of the couch was drenched with juice.
His prick assaulted her asshole with short, unhurried jabs. His palms rested on the cheeks of her ass. He felt her tensing and then relaxing. Then he heard her groaning again, and her skin grew red and warm. Amber popped once more and then relaxed on the couch.
Then he pulled out of her and waited for her to recover. Amber lay moaning and writhing on the couch. She tried to twist around and see what he was doing next, but it was too late. Johnny had already pulled apart the lips of her pussy, pushed himself forward, and rammed his cock up her greasy gash.
Amber wriggled beneath him, her legs trembling violently. Her heart was racing. Suddenly it hammered in her chest, making her explode until she finally passed out.
Johnny pulled out of her, picked her up, and laid her on her back. Then he went into the kitchen and fixed drinks for both of them. By the time be came back into the living room, Amber was stirring and frying to sit up.
"What the hell d'ya have in that thing of yours?" she asked. "A stick of dynamite?"
He laughed. For the next five minutes, they sat, drinking and smoking in silence.
Amber, finishing her drink, got up and went to the bathroom. She was in there barely two minutes before Johnny walked in, picked her up from the john, and draped her, face-down, over the edge of the tub.
"Can't ya wait five minutes?" she asked, giggling.
"Shut up," he said, laughing and positioning her legs so that they were spread.
His cock was already rock-hard. He pulled her pussy apart and shoved it brutally inside her. So brutally, in fact, that Amber cried out. Trembling, she submitted to his hard thrusts.
His prick hammered into her roughly. He felt her quim walls pulling apart with his thrusts. Her hot juices sprayed his cock. She sucked him inside, rubbed her ass sensuously against him, and rotated her hips. Amber hammered again and again. Suddenly Johnny's cock, sprayed her insides. Giggling, she sucked every drop up her juicy pink crack and felt his erupting balls rattling against her aroused clit.
Johnny gasped and collapsed on lop of her. He lay heaving and breathing heavily on her back. Moments later, he got up, pulled her up to a standing position, and set her down on the john.
"Hope everything comes out all right," he said, smiling at her and going back into the living room.
Amber laughed and listened as he poured fresh drinks.
A few minutes later, she joined him on the couch.
"I'm gonna have to be gettin' back home soon," she said, sipping her drink. "Hal likes his breakfast to be ready the moment he gets up."
"Oh, fuck him," growled Johnny, frowning. "Let him fix his own breakfast."
Amber laughed. "He'd starve to death!"
Someone knocked on the door.
"Who's that?" asked Amber.
Johnny shrugged and got up. "Prob'ly just Lisa and Marge."
"Who are they?"
"My neighbors. Divorcees. We see each other a lot." He opened the door. Two beautiful women in their early thirties came in, laughing and each giving Johnny's spent prick a playful rub. Then they noticed Amber, who was still sitting naked on the couch.
"Who do we have here?" asked the big blonde, who was an inch taller than Johnny.
"This is Amber," said Johnny.
The other woman was just as pretty as the blonde. She was short, slender, and delicately featured. Her long, black hair glistened brightly. "She's lovely," she said, smiling and eyeing the shapely brunette. "She looks like a model. Are you married, honey?"
"Wasting away," explained Johnny.
The two girls nodded. Then they began removing their clothing. The blonde had the biggest boobies that Amber had ever seen. They were round and firm, but so heavy that they sagged a bit. The woman's arms and legs were long and shapely. Amber eyed the golden-brown patch between her legs.
The other woman, Marge, had a perfect figure. Her tits were small and round, with dark-brown halos the size of silver dollars in their centers. The black, triangular patch of pubic hair, Amber noticed, was neatly trimmed and shaped.
Marge walked right over to Amber, knelt on the floor between the brunette's parted thighs, and brought Amber's legs up and back. She began to lick the brunette's cunt and clit slowly and gently, savoring the sweetness of the brunette's honey hole.
Amber began to moan and shift in her seat. Squirming, she spread her legs wider so that the other woman would have more room to work. Then she reached down and pushed Marge's face tightly against her pink pussy. The ether woman moaned. Amber smiled and closed her eyes.
Johnny had been kissing the blonde and squeezing the girl's huge jugs. Her hands were between them, at his prick. After she had successfully made his prick stand up on its own, she got on her knees. Johnny cried out. The blonde had completely swallowed the entire joint.
Gently massaging his balls and sliding her mouth up and down his pulsating tool, Lisa then reached behind him and rubbed his ass gently. Johnny placed his palms on the blonde's shoulders for support.
Amber felt three fingers entering her cunt. Marge had the brunette's throbbing clit imprisoned within her lips and teeth. Marge felt the angry heartbeat in the tiny pink fold of flesh. She used her tongue to tease the clit until the brunette rocked her hips and drenched Marge's fingers with her juice.
Lisa got up, and went over to the armchair, and lowered herself so that she was lying on the arm of the chair. Johnny lifted her legs up, parted them, and eased his swollen dick inside the creamy, pink gash. Lisa ground her teeth and wriggled against him. He felt her strong cunt pulling him deeply inside.
He began pushing against her so that his cock slid in and out of her juicy slit. Lisa popped her rocks almost at once, squealing and pressing her thighs against his hips. Johnny held on to her legs, keeping them a few feet from the floor. Then he pulled them apart and his cock slid in deeper.
Marge stopped sucking Amber's slit only long enough to lie on her back, on the floor. Amber straddled the woman's face. Then she giggled and lowered herself so that her wet mound rubbed against Marge's lips and tongue. Marge wrapped her arms around the brunette's waist. Pulling her, she soon had the delicious pussy pressed tightly against her mouth. Her tongue worked furiously. She assaulted Amber's clit first, rubbing it with her tongue and sucking it deeply into her mouth. Amber squealed and pumped herself against Marge's face. The woman thrust her tongue into the brunette's canyon, moaning in delight when the jism flowed against her tongue and lips. She jammed her thumb up the creamy asshole and swirled it around.
Amber then lowered herself, moving her face closer and closer to the woman's pink gash. Marge was already hot and wet. The brunette licked the hole dry, pumped her dripping slit with three fingers, sucked the throbbing clit, blew on the black pubic mound, massaged Marge's inner thighs, pumped the pink asshole.
Amber pressed her mouth tightly against the pink crack. With her thumb she opened the tube wide and began to blow inside. Marge rocked and struggled beneath her.
Johnny's thick pole continued prodding end poking tine's gushing slit. The blonde kicked and squirmed on the chair, nearly toppling it over. A moment later, she groaned heavily and tensed herself. Johnny felt her insides exploding hotly.
Just then, he decided to pull out of her. Before she could protest, he pulled her ass cheeks apart and jammed his hot snake deeply inside her asshole. The blonde jumped, her legs flailing. She popped her rocks three quick times before she relaxed, heaving and moaning on the chair.
He jabbed her ass slowly, with long pumps. He felt her tube tightening as he entered her, loosening as he withdrew. She was so wet that his prick squeaked as it moved inside her. He began pinching her ass as he fucked her. The result was delicious.
Lisa began responding to his thrusts by squirming and slamming her ass against his stomach his prick shot inside her. Johnny reached under her and fingered the dripping cunt. Then he brought up his hand and licked the sweet juice from his fingers.
Amber and Marge were still squirming on the floor. Marge suddenly got up and, without one word of explanation, crossed the room to where her clothing lay in a heap, near the front door. She picked up her purse. A moment later, she removed a dildo and returned to Amber who was eyeing the double-headed, foot-long snake hypnotically.
Marge sat down on the floor, facing Amber. Both girls lowered themselves so that they were lying on their backs, their legs spread, their slits facing each other. Propping herself up on her elbows, Amber watched Marge as she positioned the head of the huge hose against her creamy pussy lips. Amber licked her lips and smiled. Marge sighed deeply. Closing her eyes, she pushed the rubber prick. Amber laughed as the thick, round head of the rubber dong disappeared inside her pussy.
Gasping, Marge lay back on the floor.
Amber took the other end of the dildo and rubbed it against her hot pussy lips. To her amazement, she found that the rubber dick felt exactly like a real penis. Without wasting another precious moment, the brunette pushed herself against the head of the prick and gasped in delight when it slid easily inside. Moaning and giggling, Amber lay on the floor and waited for Marge to make the next move.
Suddenly Amber felt the other woman grasping her by the ankles. The brunette straightened her legs in an effort to make it easier for the other woman. Then she felt Marge puffing her toward herself. Smiling and getting the idea, Amber gasped Marge's ankles and the two women began puffing each other. Their efforts had caused the giant rubber dick to slide into their hungry quims.
Moaning and writhing deliciously on the floor, they took a deep breath and, gathering all their strength, pulled each other until their pussies were deeply stuffed with six inches of thick, rubber cock.
Amber felt Marge moving sensuously. The brunette also began to respond, and the thick pork inside them heated their insides and drove them wild. Marge splattered Amber's cunt with juice. The brunette rotated her hips, shoving the big dildo even deeper up the other woman's juicy crack. Both women shot their guns simultaneously. For the next few minutes, they lay still, relaxing, their swollen cracks completely stuffed with thick pork.
Lisa we squirming all over the arm of the chain Johnny had pulled out of her juicy whole, and had flipped her over so that she lay on her back. Mounting the chair, he straddled her hips, lowered himself, and stuck his cock between her huge jugs. Lisa placed her palms on each side of her big tits and pushed, causing his prick to be buried in her soft flesh. She reached under him and gasped his balls. Wincing, he felt his jism beginning to spurt. Lisa, using her thumb and forefinger, squeezed the top of his sac, just beneath the base of his pole, and caused his jism to flow back into his sac.
He moved his cock back and forth between her jugs, with long strokes. Laughing, Lisa licked her lips and thrust out her tongue to catch him smartly on the head of his prick. She smiled when he gritted his teeth and kept her jugs tightly against his moving cock.
A few moments later he gasped and pushed himself more tightly against her. The first few drops of semen splashed in Lisa's face. She made no mistake with the rest. Opening her mouth wide, she sucked in every thick spurt and greedily swallowed it, until his spent prick collapsed between her boobs.
Amber and Marge had recovered. Their bodies jerked and twisted beneath the pressure of the thick rubber dong. Groaning and gasping in their efforts, they slapped their asses against one another. The big tool was deeply engorged within their hot crevices. It filled their insides. Moments later, when they began popping, they screamed and slammed their twats so roughly against one another that their juices splashed thickly in the air.
For the next three minutes, they lay in utter exhaustion, groaning and heaving.
Lisa and Johnny got up from the chair and fixed drinks for everyone. Amber and Marge got up and collapsed on the couch. Lisa handed them their drinks. They downed the liquor eagerly, in long swallows.
Amber finished her drink and set the empty glass on the cocktail table. "I really gotta get goin'," she said, getting up and picking up her clothing.
"That's a shame," said Lisa, shaking her bead. "I haven't even had a crack at you."
"I'll be back," promised the brunette.
Johnny helped fasten Amber's bikini top. Then she pulled up her hot pants, picked up her purse, and waved at everyone.
Chapter Four
Even though she was in no shape to get up early the next morning, she managed to do it successfully. Hal had not noticed anything new in her behavior. She knew that she would always be safe. Hal never noticed anything!
He was barely out the door and getting into his car before Amber raced to the bedroom, threw off her housecoat, and collapsed in the bed. She somehow found the energy to pull the bed sheets over her naked body before she fell asleep.
Amber slept for hours.
The ring of the telephone woke her. It was Johnny.
"You sound like you just woke up," he said, laughing.
Amber yawned. "I did. You woke me up."
He laughed again. "You're kidding! What the hell's wrong? Too much fuckin'?"
"Not enough," she replied. "By the way, when can I have some more?"
"Three o'clock."
She looked at her watch. "That's almost three hours from now!"
"Too long to wait?"
"You're Goddamn right!"
"Okay. I'll call Lisa and Marge and get 'em to pay you a little visit. How's that?"
"Fine."
"They'll prob'ly be there pretty soon."
"Tell 'em to hurry up," Amber replied, hanging up.
She got up from the bed. Then she sat back down again. She felt like hell. Her cunt felt as though it had been rammed by a sledgehammer. Amber smiled at the pain. She felt wonderful.
Moments later she got up and headed for the shower. For the next five minutes, she let the cool water massage her throbbing, swollen flesh. After she dried herself off, she went back to the bedroom and relaxed on the bed. She began to decide on what she should wear when the girls came, but before she knew it, she was drifting back to sleep.
Amber felt someone massaging her arms and legs.
Opening her eyes, she saw Marge and Lisa. The two women were naked. Lisa was kneeling between the brunette's parted thighs, while Marge straddled Amber's ribcage. Smiling, she closed her eyes and moaned in pleasure as the women massaged and caressed her naked flesh.
Lisa began blowing on the brunette's inner thighs and pubic mound. Amber stirred, her tits rising. The blonde gently fingered the brunette's crack and clit for a while, letting the storms build up inside the woman and watching the juice drip down her pink slit. Lowering her face, the blonde tongued the sensitive hole, lapping the quim and fondling the hot tube for more.
Marge was busy massaging Amber's outstretched arms and armpits. The brunette moaned deeply. She squirmed on the bed, her tits rising and falling. Marge began palming the round jugs. Then she bent over and tickled and teased the woman's nipples. First, the left. Then the right. Back and forth. Later, her mouth resting just above Amber's left nipple, she sucked the cherry tip into her mouth and nibbled on it, causing Amber to thrash on the bed. The woman imprisoned the brunette's right nipple between her thumb and forefinger. Squeezing it and sucking the other, she rubbed Amber's titties furiously, driving a harsh moan from the writhing brunette.
Both women worked the brunette until she popped her rocks hotly. Lisa sucked the juice, prodded her hole for more, and licked the cunt and clit dry. Getting up, she opened her purse, found the dildo, and proceeded in strapping it around her waist. When it was in position, she straddled the brunette, guided the head of the rubber joint toward the soggy snatch hole, and eased it gently inside.
The head of the dick pressed against Amber's juicy cunt mouth. She gasped and spread her legs wider. Lisa pushed another inch into the waked tube. The brunette rocked heavily on the bed. Marge felt Amber's jugs growing tight and hot. She continued palming them and rubbing them. The brunette began to squirt. The blonde felt the rubber dick sliding all the way up her greasy canyon.
Lisa pumped the hole eagerly, sliding the rubber dick deeply inside the brunette's trembling hole and very slowly pulled it back out. The blonde, looking down, noticed that the dildo was soaked with slit cream. She eased it back inside Amber's pussy and let it remain there, lodged within her hot quivering flesh.
Marge got up and moved forward. Amber watched as the woman carefully lowered her match toward the brunette until it was only a few inches from her face. Amber smelled Marge's sweetness. The woman was already dripping-wet.
Amber reached up, covered the woman's tits, and began licking the juicy well. Marge, shuddering, moved her hot well against the brunette's mouth. She rotated her hips and her red clit nabbed against Amber's nose. Laughing, Amber took the clit into her mouth. Then she began prodding and pumping the swollen crack with three fingers.
Lisa continued to ram the brunette's twitching pussy with the long, rubber pole. Moments later, she removed the big snake from the pink tube, lowered her face, and lapped up the juice that completely saturated the brunette's cunt and clit. There was enough juice there for three women.
Lisa swallowed the sweet fluid and prodded the hot box for a while. Then she got back up on her knees, guided the dildo toward the exposed cunt, and eased it deeply inside.
Amber's body twitched and pounded on the bed. Her hands were still covering Marge's titties. In her agony, the brunette squeezed the woman's tight jugs, causing Marge to go wild, screaming and slamming her creamy slit into the brunette's gaping lips. Amber's hot breath saturated the woman's cream tube. Her titties heaving, she gasped and tasted the thick honey that Marge was splattering in her face.
Lisa let the huge dick lie immobile within the brunette's drenched tube. When both women had recovered, the blonde resumed her thrusts, moving the cock deliciously inside the hot well and letting it completely saturate the brunette's insides. Lisa looked down and saw that the rubber dildo was so covered with juice that it was dripping thickly onto the bed sheets.
When her last load had been shot, Amber attacked Marge's cunt greedily. Her lips and tongue sucked and licked the hole, entered the pink tube, pulled the bouncing clit deeply into her mouth. Marge pounded her pussy into Amber's face and felt her own storm beginning to fill her entire being. She popped again and again. The brunette eagerly prodded the bole with her fingers and thumbed the creamy asshole until Marge, shuddering, went limp.
Lisa pulled the dildo from Amber's soaked snatch and the threesome lay in silence for the next five minutes.
Amber, sitting up, eyed the rubber cock with wide eyes. Picking it up, she let Marge fasten the straps behind her back. Lisa looked on with interest. Lying on her back, she grabbed a pillow, raised her buttocks from the mattress, and placed the pillow underneath her ass. Amber knelt between the blonde's outstretched legs. Marge positioned herself over the blonde's face, her juicy brat inches from the blonde's eager mouth.
Amber bent down to rub the blonde's big, red match. The big woman squirmed deliciously, arching her back and rotating her hips. The brunette stuck out her tongue and licked the blonde in the cunt. Amber used her thumbs to pull apart the hot, wet crack. Then she pressed her mouth tightly against the pink tube and vibrated her lips, driving the blonde crazy.
Marge rubbed her gash in Lisa's face and soaked the blonde with honey. She reached behind her, rested her hands on the blonde's gigantic tits, and began rubbing her mercilessly. Lisa cooed and rotated her shoulders deliciously in reply to the other woman's caresses. Pussy milk dripped out of Marge's juice hole and fell down the blonde's cheeks, like tears. Savoring every drop, the blonde licked the well clean and rubbed her lips against Marge's soaked snatch.
Amber, who had been experimenting with the big rubber dick, finally buried the thick, round head into Lisa's squirming cunt. The blonde twisted on the bed.
Her big tits vibrated beneath Marge's hands.
The shapely brunette pushed two more inches of rubber pork into Lisa's steamy box. The blonde pushed against it, craving snore. The rubber meat filled her tube. Amber slid another inch up the pink crevice, and another. And another. Pretty soon, the entire dildo was deeply imbedded inside the blonde's throbbing flesh. The brunette began moving it in and out. Before long, Lisa thrashed wildly.
Marge was bouncing on the blonde's face. Lisa's cheeks, lips, and chin was soaking wet. Using her thumbs, she pulled Marge's slit apart and tried to insert her lips and tongue into the delicious hole. Only her tongue would go inside. While she tongued the hole, she fondled the pussy lips vigorously with her thumbs, nabbing them. Marge squealed and jerked above her. Lisa swallowed the jets of honey that emerged from the other woman's crack.
Amber's rubber prick slammed brutally into Lisa's cunt. The blonde felt the rubber pressing against her clit as it went in and out. She popped four quick times.
Soon Lisa was writhing and gasping thickly. Her huge jugs were tight and hot. Crying out, she reached back to grasp the headboard of the bed. Every muscle in her body stood out in angry knots. Amber continued prodding her snatch with short, harsh jabs. Suddenly she went berserk, bucking like a steer gone mad. Marge was tossed to the side. Amber winced as the blonde's long legs wrapped around her and crushed her against her pussy. The rubber dick, deeply engorged within the blonde's cunt, caused her to squeeze out load after load of hot pussy milk.
Moments later, the blonde released her grip on the headboard. Her legs loosened around Amber. Panting heavily, the blonde closed her eyes and yielded to the storms that were subsiding within her.
Amber and Marge lay down on their backs on each side of the exhausted blonde. For the next ten minutes, there was complete silence.
Just then, Amber got up and removed the dildo that was still strapped around her waist. Then she headed for the shower. Turning it on, she stepped beneath it and let the cool water ease the tension in her limbs. She began to feel wonderful. Smiling, she kept her eyes closed and let the water perform its ritual on her exhausted body.
Suddenly the shower door opened.
The girls stepped inside. They went right to Amber, who had just opened her eyes. Before she knew what they were doing, she felt herself being forced to sit on the tiled floor, facing the stream of water. Then Lisa sat down, facing her.
Marge and Lisa then grasped her legs and, raising them, made her lie on her back, with her legs high in the air. Lisa went around to the back, grasped her legs, and pulled, so that she was bent double, with her thighs mashed against her tits and her ass sticking in the air.
Moments later, the helpless brunette cried out. Marge had made some adjustments with the shower head. The water suddenly came out in one thick, steady stream. The water beat down upon her helpless ass. Marge, watching the downpour, tilted the showerhead until the thick gush of water splashed onto Amber's unsuspecting cunt and clit.
The result was startling.
The brunette, screaming and twisting horribly on the floor, felt her insides streaming hotly. Lisa continued to hold down her legs. However, the brunette's wet, hot body was as slippery as an eel, and the blonde had her work clit out for her.
Marge knelt facing the brunette's exposed cunt and clit. She was careful to keep her head out of the way of the water. She pulled Amber's hot slit wide apart so that the stream of water could penetrate her throbbing cunt. Amber gasped, kicking like a trussed steer. She felt her rocks popping all over the place.
Lisa began shifting her body until her big match was over Amber's face. She rested the brunette's legs against her sides, keeping them locked tightly. Then she lowered her pink slit until she felt the brunette's hot breath all over her wet sex.
When Amber felt that she had finished orgasming for a while, she began working on the blonde's cunt and clit. Her tongue and lips worked furiously, entering the hot tube, nibbling on the fat, pink pussy lips, pulling the pulsating clit into her mouth, jabbing Lisa's creamy asshole with her thumb and then her fingers.
Still holding on to the brunette's legs, Lisa breathed heavily and squirmed deliciously on Amber's face, moving her cunt against the other woman's lips and grinding her wet sex against the brunette's mouth and chin. Amber felt the drops of pussy on her chin. Lisa shuddered and groaned in ecstasy. The brunette's tongue had crept deeply into her soaked gash. Amber sucked every drop out of the blonde's split and swallowed it.
Marge reached up and turned off the shower. Then she knelt down, licked her lips, and began assaulting the brunette's exposed well, pulling it apart with her fingers, tickling it with her tongue, pulling the clit and swirling her tongue around the juicy pussy lips. Amber began sobbing quietly as she mouthed and tongued the blonde's honey tube. She felt her insides once again filling up with love juice.
Lisa began jumping wildly on the brunette's squirming face. Amber's tongue caught the blonde everywhere -- her cunt, clit, inner thighs, pussy lips, asshole, golden mound. The blonde's huge jugs bounced. Amber reached up and covered them with her hands. The blonde's tits were so big that the brunette could only cover about half the jugs. She began rubbing them vigorously, driving Lisa wild.
The blonde kicked and jerked above her, her big boobies swaying heavily. Crying out, she slammed her wet snatch onto Amber's face. Amber's tongue once again lashed out, lapping up every drop and teasing the blonde for more. Lisa shuddered.
The writhing threesome relaxed and lay back on the shower floor.
A few moments later, the three women got up and stood under the shower for the next few minutes.
Half an hour later, Lisa and Marge got dressed and left the house.
Chapter Five
Amber spent the next half hour in the kitchen, fixing herself some lunch.
After the girls had left, the brunette had put on a bathrobe, fixed herself a sandwich, and poured herself a stiff shot of bourbon. As she ate, she though about the events of the previous day and wondered how much longer she could go on like this, cheating on Hal, hating him, acting as though she were his doormat.
At three fifteen, he was knocking on the front door.
"You're late," she said, faking anger. He didn't reply. He merely ripped off her bathrobe and began mouthing her tits as if there was no tomorrow. Amber closed her eyes and let him take her. In no time the hot storms raced through her, tearing through her writhing tube. Johnny's tongue worked eagerly, savoring every drop that sprayed out of her cunt. His mouth worked her slit lips, nibbling her, pulling her clit into his mouth, pulling her pussy apart with his fingers. She was oven-hot and slippery with cunt juice. The smell of her was delicious, turning him on even more. He heard her grunt when his cock grew in her mouth. Moaning, she pulled every inch of him deeply inside and sucked vigorously.
Johnny began feeling his jism moving around in his sac. Her fingers were busy playing with him, her hot breath driving him wild. He began humping her mouth wildly, moving his prick in an up-and-down motion. He felt her lips tightening around him as he went in, loosening as he went out. All the while, her fingers kept at his balls, squeezing them, rubbing them together, prodding them.
A few moments later, he tensed himself. His jism shot from his rocks like a rocket, tearing out of his quivering tool and filling her mouth and throat. Amber moaned deeply, swallowing his jism. She sucked him completely dry and squeezed his balls for more.
Moments later, Johnny got up heavily and sat down on the couch. Amber got up and sat beside him.
"Christ, I needed that," he said, breathing heavily.
She just smiled at him. Her eyes went down to his limp prick.
"Nobody sucks me like you do, baby," he said. Amber didn't reply. In one smooth, quick motion, she bent down and sucked his spent tool into her hungry mouth. Johnny started in surprise. Then he lay back and closed his eyes.
The brunette sucked him deliciously, pulling the exhausted cock inside her mouth slowly and sensuously. She reached underneath it and cupped his balls in her hand. Then she squeezed them gently, and groaned with pleasure when she felt his prick stirring in her mouth. Johnny took a deep breath and parted his thighs. Amber worked his half-hard prick more furiously.
Her lips pumped him with slow, deep strokes. He felt her tongue working on him too, rubbing against the smooth, silken head, the delicate underside, the veins alongside, the base of him. In no time, he was rock-hard, throbbing with blood. Amber could scarcely keep all of him in her mouth. Sucking in her breath, she opened her throat as much as she could. Johnny smiled when the last two inches or so of his prick slid easily inside the brunette's mouth.
He watched the lovely head bobbing up and down in his lap. Her long, brown hair spilled everywhere. Amber, pulling him out of her mouth, began tickling and tormenting the soaked, silken prick head with her tongue. She vibrated her lips against it, swirling her tongue in sensuous circles. Then she tilted her head and began rubbing her tongue along the underside of his reamer. Her lips rubbed against a giant blue vein. Her hot breath sizzled his flesh, and he felt his prick growing even harder. Amber grasped the thick pole and began pumping it wildly. Stuffing the fat prong head into her mouth, she drove him crazy, until he could take no more.
Then he was lifting her off him laying her on the carpeted floor on her back. Giggling in delight, the brunette spread her legs wide and groped for him. Johnny wasted no time in stuffing his hot pole all the way up her soaked quim. Amber howled.
Johnny began getting up from the floor. Amber wrapped her arms around his neck and tightened her legs around his ass. Before long, he was holding her in a standing position, his arms wrapped around her waist, his cock still deeply imbedded within her soaked crack. Without warning, he jabbed his prong even deeper into her wet slit. Amber shuddered and screamed deeply. Her pussy jolted hotly, flooding his tool. Groaning, she let go of him and began falling backwards, in his arms. Johnny held her up and took her to the corner of the room. He let her rest against the wall for support. Then be began jabbing her pussy with thick, hot prick meat.
Amber writhed and jerked on the joint, groaning and purring in pleasure. After a while, she jumped on him. He felt her strong slit muscles tightening around his prong. Her heart hammered, and she screamed again and again. Johnny laughed when her slit once again sizzled his long poker.
The brunette continued to writhe and jerk on the swollen rammer that saturated her quivering slit. She was popping time after time, her juice spilling out of her hole and soaking his balls and thighs. Johnny pressed his lace between her tight jugs. The brunette shuddered. Moments later, she went crazy, pounding her swollen cunt onto his thick pork until she soaked both of them with pussy water. Johnny's hot hose splashed thickly, flooding her tubes. Amber screamed again and again.
She went limp in his arms.
Groaning, Johnny took Amber into the bedroom and collapsed on the big double bed.
Later, Amber awoke to discover that Johnny was not in the room.
Moments later, he opened the bathroom door and came into the bedroom. Amber smiling, got up and went to him. After they kissed, she did a strange thing. She closed the bedroom door, got down on her hands and knees, and did a head-stand. Resting all her weight on her elbows, she smiled at him and suddenly spread her legs wide open for him.
"I'll go along with that," Johnny said, laughing and getting on his knees facing her. His prick was already half-hard. He took it in his hands and pushed it into her awaiting mouth. Amber groaned, and his prick suddenly filled her mouth. She began sucking him while he assaulted her wet slit and clit.
Amber rested her thighs on his shoulders. Johnny hooked his arms underneath her thighs and brought his hands up behind her ass. He began jabbing her creamy asshole as he sucked her pussy. In no time, his fingers were soaking wet. He pumped her gash with two fingers. Then he sucked a juicy gash lip into his mouth and sucked it until her juice gathered on his tongue. The brunette moaned and pressed her tight jugs against his stomach. Johnny reached down and rubbed them. The brunette gasped and wet herself again. Johnny sucked her well dry and began squeezing her nipples and rubbing her titties.
Amber continued sucking the immense reamer, pulling it into her throat until the big balls pressed against her nose. She could not grasp him for fear of losing her balance; she was content to suck his dick and blow on his balls.
A few moments later, Johnny wrapped his arms around her waist and picked her up. He was still sucking her even as he carried her to the bed and laid her down carefully, on her back. Amber let go of his prick and let him straighten up. Johnny flipped her over, raised her ass, and jammed his prick deeply into her saturated gash.
Amber screamed, tensed herself, and sobbed as the storms flooded through her. Her hot tube went wild. Johnny let her relax for a moment before he began pumping her. When he did, she arched her back and thrust her ass against his stomach.
He jabbed her with short, hard thrusts. His prick filled her cream tube, spreading her apart, sizzling her sensitive flesh. She responded to him by moving against him, rubbing her ass against his stomach, letting her throbbing clit dance along the length of his cock. She popped thickly, and he felt her pussy sloshing with honey. It dripped down his thighs.
Suddenly pulling out of her, Johnny pulled the cheeks of her ass wide apart, aimed his soaked tool, and jammed it tightly against the pink lips of her asshole. Amber cried out, arching her back. Johnny let her rest a moment before he pushed any further. When he was sure she was loose enough, he spread the globes of her ass even wider and pushed two inches of his hot meat into her ass.
The brunette moaned and pushed against him, causing three more inches of cock to penetrate her ass. Johnny reached beneath her, between her legs.
He played with her greased snatch for a while. Amber shuddered and giggled in delight. Johnny continued to finger her wet gash as he slid his big prong easily into her creamy ass.
He pumped her slowly at first, with long, delicious jabs. The brunette went tense, pushed her ass against him, shuddered, cried out, and popped her rocks thickly onto his fingers and palm. Johnny pulled her clit with his fingers, squeezing it and letting the juice drip onto his palm. Bringing his hand up to his mouth, he licked the juice as he humped her ass.
Soon Amber was writhing and jerking on the bed. He kept his rod deeply engorged within her ass crack while he reached underneath her and rubbed her boobies vigorously.
He continued fucking her ass, letting her pop four more times before be pulled out of her and transferred his hot, wet meat to her saturated slit. He rammed it all the way inside and kept it buried there while she popped again and again.
The smell of her jism filled the room. Her entire body was hot and wet with sweat. She squirmed in front of him, pushing against him, tightening her pussy around his pole, sucking him inside her, heating his balls with her hotness. Johnny gasped her titties again, milking them and pumping them until she went insane.
Once again, he pulled out of her. Flipping her over, he made her lie on her back. He stuffed his cock into her soaked pussy, stretching it wide apart, making it flood with honey. Gasping, she writhed beneath him on the bed. Groping for him, she wrapped her arms and legs around him and clung to him so tightly that he could hardly breathe. For the next two minutes, he pumped her swollen slit until it felt himself ready to spurt. He tried to pull out of her and rest for a while, but Amber kept him engorged within her cunt. His jism geysered out of his balls and sprayed hotly into her trembling cunt.
She went limp on the bed.
Fifteen minutes later, Johnny got up and began to dress.
"D'ya have to go?" she asked, pouting.
"I'd better split," he said, putting on his coat.
"By the way," she said, suddenly remembering, "gimme your phone number. All right?"
He nodded and reached into his coat pocket for a pad and pencil. He wrote out the number, tore off the sheet of paper, and gave it to her.
Amber got up from the bed, put on her bathrobe, and followed him into the kitchen. "Hope I see ya soon," she said.
He smiled and kissed her. "So do I," he replied. "By the way, call me the first chance ya get. When your old man's away or sleepin'. Okay?"
"Okay," Amber blew him a kiss.
Hal came home at eight o'clock in the evening. As usual, he took his nap right after supper, awoke at ten, watched television until one, and went to bed right afterwards.
Before he turned over and went to sleep, he said, as an after thought, "By the way, I have to fly to Detroit tomorrow morning. Business."
At first Amber had been angry. After all, Hal had waited until the last minute to tell her. But the more she thought about it, the more she realized that Hal's absence would only give her the opportunity to spend more time with Johnny, Lisa, and Marge.
"How long will you be gone this time?" she asked.
He shrugged. "Three-four days." After a brief silence, he said, "Why? Don't ya have enough to keep ya busy for a while?"
Smiling, Amber replied, "Why, I'll have more than enough to keep me busy, darling."
Hal nodded his approval. Turning over on his side, he said, "Wake me at six."
"You bet," she said, turning over on her side. Anything to get you out of the house, you asshole, she thought. Then she focused her thoughts toward Johnny and the girls. In no time, she was sleeping.
There was a smile on her lips.
Chapter Six
Hal left the house the next morning at six-thirty. As soon as he left, Amber phoned Johnny, who was just getting up. "What's wrong?" he asked. "Nothing," she replied in excitement. "Hal just went to Detroit. He'll be gone most of the week!"
"That's great!" he replied. "I'll be over after work. Is it all right if I bring some clean shirts and my shaving gear? I'll have to..."
"Whaddya mean, after work?" she sapped. "Can't ya call in sick or something? This is our chance..."
"Wish I could," be replied, "but business is..."
"Balls," she snapped. "You either wanna fuck or ya don't. Which is it?"
"Listen, baby," he said, frying to calm her down. "I think ya oughta go back to sleep again. It sounds as if you woke up on the wrong side..."
"You bastard," she said, suddenly extremely angry, "you listen to me. I'm horny, and I'm available. Either ya come out here in twenty minutes or..."
"I can't," he replied helplessly.
"All right, then," she replied, slamming down the receiver. She went right to the bathroom and took a long, cool shower. She was rubbing herself down when she heard the phone ringing in the other room. Fuck you, Johnny, she thought angrily. You're not the only cock in the world!
Amber slipped on a short, tight skirt, high heels, and a tight, loosely woven, sleeveless sweater that really showed off her tits. She combed her hair and put on some makeup before she picked up her purse, went outside, and got into her car.
After all, she thought as she drove toward town, I met him in a club in the first place. It's bound to happen again.
I'm gonna make it happen!
She was in town by eight o'clock.
Amber suddenly realized that she was too early, that she would probably find no action for several hours. She entered a restaurant, had some breakfast, and then checked into a nearby motel. She told the man at the desk that she needed some sleep, and that she wanted to be woken up at one o'clock.
As soon as she entered the motel room, she removed her clothing and got into bed. She knew that she needed sleep, but the prospects of getting laid were too much for her. For nearly an hour, she lay in bed, masturbating, fondling her cunt and clit until she came, moaning and shuddering on the bed.
Then she slept.
At one-fifteen, Amber, dressed in her revealing outfit, left her motel room and walked down the street until she came to the first nightclub. It looked deserted, but she went in anyway.
Several people were sitting at the counter, talking and laughing. Two old men in their late fifties sat on each side of a good-looking, well-dressed young lady in her late twenties. She sat with her long, elegant legs dangling toward the floor. Two other men sat talking to each other.
Amber sat down at the end of the bar. The barman was young and friendly. He took her order and quickly went to fix her drink.
It was less than one minute later when a short, slender man in his late thirties entered the club and took a seat next to Amber, who had just been given her drink.
"You alone?" he asked.
She looked at him and realized instantly that she liked his looks. "All alone," she replied, smiling.
"How 'bout shackin' up with me and two of my friends?"
She laughed. "You don't waste any time, do you?"
He shrugged. "What the hell for?"
"All right," she said, finishing her drink. "Let's go."
He watched her get up and collect her things. "You don't waste any time either, do ya, baby?"
"Nope. Let's go!"
He and his friends were staying at the same motel as Amber had recently checked into. The other two men were about the same age as Mike, the guy who had met her at the nightclub. Ted was a tall man with blond hair and a thick, reddish mustache. Wally was much shorter, but was taller than Mike. He had black hair and blue eyes.
As soon as they had entered the motel room, Mike wrapped his arms around her and began kissing her mouth and tits.
"Wait a minute!" she protested, squealing and pulling herself away, "What the fuck's the rush?"
She could see the thick bulge between his legs. "Take 'em off," he growled as he groped for his belt.
The other two men were still sleeping. Ted mumbled something and turned over on his left side. Wally didn't move.
Amber removed her things and went to the vacant bed. Mike joined her. His hands groped for her tits, rubbing them and pulling the thick, cherry nipples. She sighed and felt his incredible prick rubbing against her thigh. When he felt her warm hands on it, Mike howled and gasped deeply. As he kissed her, be lowered his hand on her snatch and jammed two fingers up her horny bole.
Site was soaking wet, and in no time she popped noisily, jerking and sucking his fingers deeper into her creamy tube. Mike began nibbling on her left tit, pulling the big nipple into his mouth and rubbing his tongue against it. Amber moaned. She began thrashing as the tingling sensations saturated her body.
Mike wasted no time. He positioned himself between her spread thighs and slammed his engorged prick into her quivering slit. The brutal entry of his prick drove Amber crazy, making her scream.
Ted and Wally were suddenly awake. Sitting up, they gaped at the squirming twosome and began saying things that Mike and Amber could not hear.
Suddenly Amber saw one of them getting on the bed and straddling her face. The huge, throbbing reamer was only an inch or two from her face. Licking her lips, she opened her mouth and squealed as be lowered it into her awaiting mouth. She took the entire joint, letting it fill her mouth and heating the red meat with her tongue and throat. A moment later, he began to move it in and out of her mouth.
Mike had been having a terrible time keeping his jism in his balls. He tried to pull out of her several times, but Amber had wrapped her legs around him and had locked her ankles against his ass. When he stopped his thrusts, Amber began moving on his joint, pulling him in and keeping him there, completely saturated in fresh, hot pussy. A moment later, he grunted and emptied his wad in her throbbing muscles, absorbing the thick load and squeezing him bone dry.
She continued to suck the giant cock that was moving in and out of her mouth. She reached down and took the balls in her hand, squeezing them and driving a high-pitched squeal from the man in her mouth. She felt Mike pulling out of her.
Seconds later, the bed shook and she suddenly felt another hard, pulsating cock jabbing her thigh.
Wally played with her pussy for a while, pulling it apart and massaging the pink pussy lips until they were coated with jism. The brunette gasped and pushed at him. He smiled and watched her as she moved sensuously, waving her pink twat at him invitingly.
He began to position his cock between her legs. Amber felt the smooth, shiny, prick head rubbing her clit. She squirmed again, arching her back, pushing her cunt at him in an effort to swallow his cock completely. Wally pushed his dick into her. Soon the entire head of his dong was imbedded within her swollen cunt lips, and she felt the storms once again taking hold of her. Gasping, she trembled and washed his prick head with honey. Another hot jolt swept through her, and he felt the thick result gathering between their legs.
The brunette continued to suck the thick rammer that was fucking her mouth. Her hot breath was all over him, and he gasped and pushed himself even deeper inside her throat. Suddenly his cock grew larger and began to jolt with semen. Gagging, Amber swallowed the entire load and continued milking the squirming cock until she was certain that he was completely dry.
Moments later, he got up and fell to his side.
Before she could recover, Amber looked up and saw Mike straddling her head. His cock was only half-hard, but it throbbed menacingly. She took it into her mouth. Immediately it began to stir, and she moaned and blew on it until he groaned and pushed himself deeper into her throat. She cupped his balls in her hands and played with them. They trembled and grew hot in her hands. Her tongue raced up and down his entire length until he felt his jism once again bubbling within its sac. The brunette pressed her thumb against a thick blue vein on the underside of his prick, and his jism suddenly retreated back to his balls. He sighed in relief and waited for her to resume her caresses. A moment later, she began sucking him slowly and deliciously, her tongue and lips and fingers working together in ecstatic harmony.
Wally's cock continued to move inside her hot tube with slow, deliberate strokes. She felt it filling her insides, caressing her, splitting her apart, awakening the storms which had only recently subsided. Her heart suddenly jolted within her chest. He felt the honey cream enveloping his cock and heating his balls to a sizzling boil. He gritted his teeth and slowed down his pace until he felt his jism subsiding. When be was sure that he could last a while longer, he moved his cock inside her slower than before, with lingering strokes.
The brunette was kissing the head of Mike's prick. She brought out her tongue and swirled it gently across the round surface, making him wail and tremble in ecstasy. Wrapping her hands around the length of his tool, she pumped him eagerly and kept the shiny dome completely within her mouth.
The cock moving inside her honey hole was growing boner and hotter. Wally could no longer contain himself. He slammed into her with long, hard strokes, causing his cock to rip her apart.
Her insides were well-juiced with honey. She kicked out a few more orgasms before he tensed himself, squealed, and pounded his thick liquid into her.
The brunette used her slit muscles to suck him dry. She pulled him even deeper inside her until his jism splashed hotly inside her, making her pop.
When Wally pulled out of her, Amber concentrated on Mike's pounding make, which was still deeply lodged inside her mouth. She slowed down her pace, sucking him very slowly in an effort to have him pop thickly. He began whimpering and tried to speed up her pace. But she wouldn't let him. Her hands were wrapped around the length of him. She sacked his prick head deeply and deliciously, making sure that the rest of him would not enter her mouth.
He suddenly felt weak and fell to his side.
Amber knelt between his spread thighs. She took his balls in her hands and began blowing on them and prodding them with her fingers. He groaned and tensed, but she once again applied her thumb to the thick vein underneath his prick, and the hot jism reheated back to its sac. She took the round head of his cock into her mouth and kept it immobile, using only her tongue to caress it and massage it.
Mike's heart was hammering wildly. He was breathing heavily, as though he had just run a mile. The brunette felt his cock getting ready to shoot again. She stopped sucking him and once again caused his jism to flow back into his balls.
Ted, who had been watching the shapely brunette, could no longer contain himself. The lovely woman was in an extremely compromising position: kneeling on the bed, her legs spread, her ass sticking out in the air. He knelt behind her, reached between her legs, and rammed his thumb up her gash. She started in surprise, wriggling before him and sucking his thumb with the strong muscles of her slit. Before long, she was soaking wet, and his fingers dripped hotly with her pussy juice. For the next few minutes, he fingered her hot tube and stuck his index finger up her creamy ass.
Next, he took his cock and rubbed it against the pink lips of her pussy. Amber groaned and spread her legs wider apart. Using his thumbs, Ted pulled her gash lips wide apart. Then he pushed the huge head of his reamer into her throbbing cunt. The brunette rocked on the bed, gyrating her hips and wriggling her ass deliciously at him. He wrapped his arms around her waist, took a deep breath, and pushed his entire pole up her trembling honey tube.
The brunette went crazy, stiffening and jolting with pussy milk. Ted felt her insides boiling and gushing thickly with jism. She dripped onto the bed sheets, screaming. Then she relaxed and went back to Mike's throbbing snake.
She licked and tongued the trembling hose slowly and carefully. Then she swallowed the entire prick and pushed her head down until she felt the head of his inflamed tool pressing against her throat. Raising her head, she began tormenting the stiff dick with her tongue, letting her lips rub lightly against him, up and down, up and down, first the sides, then the underside. She blew on his balls, kissed his prick and prick head. When she knew that he would soon be coming, she swallowed the joint and pumped him madly, until the hot jism geysered up into her mouth. Savoring every drop, she sucked him deeply until his cock shriveled up in her mouth.
Ted's prick was slowly coming to a boil. He had been fucking her with slow, lingering strokes. He lay on her, his arms around her, his hands cupping her round titties. Squeezing them, he made her pop all over his prick. She tensed and felt herself quivering all over. The tumultuous explosions within her enveloped her, causing her to hammer pussy juice with each beat of her heart. The entire room smelled of pussy. Ted continued squeezing her jugs as he assaulted her, his dong pumping her with pistonlike force. She thrashed again and again on the bed. Moments later, she let out a shrill cry that hurt the men's ears. Then she popped and popped, until there was nothing left within her.
Then blackness.
When she came to, she saw that Mike was kneeling between her spread thighs. "Don't ya ever get enough at home?" she asked.
"Shut up," he replied shortly, grasping her ankles and pulling them upwards. When her thighs were mashing her tits, he lowered his weight on her and pressed his cock against the swollen lips of her love hole. Amber cooed in delight and shifted beneath him. She closed her eyes, reached up, and pulled him down onto her.
Then she felt him sliding up her wet honey hole. The brunette squirmed in ecstasy, arching her back and rotating her pussy in response to his thrust. When he was completely imbedded inside her, he began moving it around in her damp hole, slowly and carefully. Amber sighed deeply and sucked him deeper inside.
He moved easily inside her well-oiled hole, pushing his tool all the way inside and then immediately pulling it back out. Her quim muscles closed tightly around his prong, protesting his withdrawal. Seconds later, she was hotter than hell, and the pussy smell was once again prevalent in the room. He moved it in and out of her slowly a few more times before he suddenly increased his tempo.
Then his prick was pounding her in the cunt, slamming brutally inside and pulling halfway out. She felt her insides giving way once again, and she closed her eyes. Seconds later, she began to pop. Her arms groped for him. She slammed her pussy against his dong and, squealing, sucked him completely inside her drenched honey tube.
Then he was pulling out of her.
"What the fuck do you think you're doin'?" she asked angrily.
Without responding, Mike pulled her legs down on the bed and flipped her over. Eagerly she got on her hands and knees before him, spreading her thighs, sticking her ass in the air and waiting for him to ram her.
Mike fingered her for a while, pumping her cunt and ass. His fingers were laced with juice. Moments later, he was pulling the cheeks of her ass apart with his hands. Amber arched her back and spread her legs wider in an effort to help him. Just then, she felt the big, round head of his tool pressing her in the asshole.
The brunette gasped and wriggled her ass deliciously in an effort to stimulate him even more. Mike tried to push his cock into her juicy hole, but it was too small. He went back to her cunt for a while, playing with it, fingering it, taking the cunt juice and applying it to her pink ass crack in an effort to make it easier for both of them.
His second attempt was quite successful.
Amber soon felt his prick sliding easily into her well-greased asshole. Shivering, she thumped the cheeks of her ass against his stomach and felt herself once again dripping onto the bedsheets.
Mike pumped her slowly for a while until he felt her relaxing and opening her asshole further. Then he began pounding her harder, forcing eight inches of thick, hot meat up her crack and pulling out all but the big, round head. He reached between her legs and fingered her cunt. The brunette splashed his hand and bucked eagerly.
Mike lay on top of her and proceeded to squeeze and rub her dangling titties. The brunette gasped, sucked in her breath, shuddered. He imprisoned her nipples in his thumbs and forefingers and squeezed them tightly, causing her to thrash violently on the bed. He felt her ass muscles tightening over his throbbing hose. Then the inside of her ass went oven-hot.
Mike kept at her, working her tits as he fucked her in the ass. Later, he pulled out of her sand, without losing more than two strokes, shoved his trembling joint into her soaked, unsuspecting snatch tube.
Amber immediately cried out. Shivering helplessly, she released a thick load of snatch cream that enveloped his cock and dripped down their thighs. He kept hammering her with his thick shaft, never letting up for even a moment.
Mike slammed his dong into her brutally for the next three minutes. Amber squealed, gasped, and pounded herself against him. She kicked and thrashed on the bed. Then he pulled out of her again.
She just closed her eyes and let him do as he wished. He pulled her legs from under her, causing her to fall on her face. Then he flipped her over so that she lay on her back. Without wasting any more time, he pulled her legs apart and jammed his swollen tool deeply into her quivering, saturated slit.
When she opened her eyes, Amber realized that Ted had been watching them for some time. He sat on the next bed, completely naked, his eyes alert and excited. Wally was not in the room.
Mike slammed his prick in and out of her brutally. The brunette yielded to his thrusts by moving with him, pushing her snatch against him as he entered her and pulling it away as he left her. Dizziness enveloped her, and she groaned, breathing deeply so that her boobs heaved.
Moments after, Mike cried out, tensed himself, and buried his spending rod deeply into her soaked crack. The thick, hot jism spouted from his rammer in nine angry jolts. It coated her insides, sizzling her flesh and driving her to ecstasy. She trashed as her pussy was pounded hotly with cream. Then, with a groan, she went limp, her head lolling on the pillow.
Amber didn't know how long she was out. She only remembered that, when she came to, she saw Ted approaching her bed. She tried to shake her head, to say that she had had enough for a while, hut it was no use. Ted's cock was stiff and swollen with blood.
Picking her up easily, he carried her over to the bathroom door. Then he made her stand against the wall and spread her legs while he fiddled with his cock, rubbing it against the lips of her hot gash and pressing it deliciously against her damp hole.
She decided that she would not fight him. She wasn't strong enough, for one thing. And she liked him, for another. After all, she really shouldn't complain. Don't all women dream of being taken by several men and raped to death?
Before she knew it, Amber felt Ted's cock sliding slowly and easily up her quivering slit. The sensations gave her all the pickup she needed. Sucking in her breath, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply and passionately. Her tongue snaked into his mouth. He sucked it fort while, rubbing it with his tongue and feeling his stiff dong growing even stiffer in her cunt.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and hoisted her up. Amber wrapped her legs around his waist and locked her ankles together. His cock slid an additional inch up her wet snatch. She pulled it all the way inside and tightened her quim lips around it so that he could not pull out of her.
She began bouncing on him eagerly, her titties jumping up and down, her long, brown hair spilling everywhere. Instantly her cunt was drenched with jism. It dripped, down their legs and gathered on the carpeted floor. He felt her insides becoming hot and slippery as he tore into her. Her titties were rubbing his face. He pulled a thick nipple into his mouth and sucked it until the brunette grunted and dug her fingernails into his sides, making him wince and shudder. He held onto her, shuddering each time her hot, wet snatch slid up and down his thick, greasy pole.
Amber popped thickly. She tightened her grip around him and pulled him to her, causing her titties to smother his face. His hot breath aroused her even more. She kicked and grunted in his arms.
Soon he could feel his jism bubbling angrily within his balls. He kept his grip on her and closed his eyes. The brunette continued bouncing up and down his throbbing joint. When he splashed inside her, she jerked and bucked like a trussed steer.
His chest heaving, Ted groaned and carried Amber over to the bed. Then he let her drop. He fell to the bed at her side.
For the next fifteen minutes they lay heaving and gasping in exhaustion.
Chapter Seven
Amber got up and beaded right for the shower. She stood beneath the cool spray for the next ten minutes before she got out and dried herself.
Ted was still lying on the bed when she left the bathroom. Sitting down heavily, she smiled at him, leaned over, and kissed him lightly on the lips. "Am I too much for ya, honey?" she asked, teasing him. "Nope."
"I just wasn't expectin' to meet someone like you on this trip," he said.
"Now that ya did, whaddya intend to do with me?"
He laughed and kissed her. Then he got up and began putting on his clothes.
"Where ya goin?"
"To see where my friends have disappeared to," he replied.
"Wait," she said, getting up and reaching for her clothes. "I'll go with ya."
He lit a cigarette and watched her dress. "Ya look like a hustler in those clothes," he said.
She eyed herself in the mirror. "Is that a compliment?" she asked curiously.
He laughed. "Yep," he said. "What I meant was, ya look like a five-hundred-a-night hustler in those clothes."
She nodded knowingly. "Now I know whatcha mean."
"By the way," be said, "ya hungry?"
"Yep. What time is it, anyway?"
He glanced at his watch. "Four-fifteen. Let's have some supper first. Then we can, go look for the others. Okay?"
"Fine with me," replied Amber.
They left the motel room and went to look for a restaurant.
Ted suggested that they go inside the Stork Club to look for Wally and Mike.
The place was packed. There were people everywhere, crowding the entrance, lined up around the circular-bar, filling up tables. The voluptuous strippers writhed on stage, stimulating the crowd and tilling the room with whistles and cheers. Ted and Amber found a vacant table and sat down.
"We'll never find 'em in this place," he said, shaking his head. "There's too many people."
"Let's have a drink before we leave. Ali right?" He nodded as the waitress came to take their order.
For the next ten minutes they sat in silence, drinking and watching the strippers. Then they got up and left.
The second club was not nearly as packed. It was a small, quiet place, with a jazz combo instead of strippers. They found Wally and Mike sitting at a table at the other end of the room.
"Where the fuck have you two been?" asked Wally as Ted and Amber sat down at their table.
"We were at the other place," explained Amber. Mike shook his head in disgust. "Too many people," he said. "How could you stand it, for Chrissakes?"
"We were lookin' for ya," said Ted, lighting a cigarette.
The waitress came to their table and took their orders. She was gone in a flash.
Mike watched her retreating figure and laughed shortly. "Nice piece of pussy," he commented.
"Why don'tcha try her out?" asked Amber.
He shrugged.
"He already gave her an offer," explained Wally. "She turned 'em down."
"Poor baby," teased Amber. "She'll never know what she missed."
The waitress brought them their drinks.
Ten minutes late, Amber got up and finished her drink. "Order me another drink, baby," she said, looking at Ted. "I gotta go wee-wee." Then she turned and headed for the rest rooms.
Five minutes later, she was sitting in front of the dressing table, fixing her hair. The door opened, and the waitress came in. She went to one of the booths and closed the door behind her.
The door opened again. This time, Ted, Wally, and Mike stepped inside.
Amber looked at them and laughed. "Sorry, boys. Wrong crapper."
Wally shook his bead. "Right crapper," he replied. "We didn't come to take a crap."
Wally and Mike began taking off their clothes while Ted began undressing. Amber, who just stood there with a smile on her face. Then she looked toward the booth that the waitress had just stepped into and said, "You better hope she don't come out right now."
The men eyed the booth.
"Who?" asked Ted and Mike.
"Our waitress," she whispered.
"Jesus Christ," whispered Mike, who was grinning wildly. "Party time, boys."
At that moment, the toilet flushed. A few seconds later, the door opened and the waitress stepped outside. Then she saw the four naked bodies. For five long seconds, she did not know how to react. Then her mouth opened wide.
Mike and Ted took her by the arms and brought her over to Amber and Wally, who began undressing her. She tried to resist but there were four of them, and she was completely helpless. Mike and Ted held her arms to her sides. Amber and Wally had no trouble removing the skimpy costume from the beautiful woman.
For the next minute and a half, the four of them eyed the beautiful, naked woman.
Then Mike pounced on her.
He wasted no time in laying her out on the tiled floor. She was still fighting him, but Ted and Wally came to his aid by sitting on her arms. Amber just sat down at the dressing table and watched them. Despite herself, she felt her gash dripping with warm fluids.
His cock rock-hard, Mike pulled her legs roughly apart and fingered her pink hole. "She's as dry as a bone," he growled.
"We'll fix it," replied Ted, who quickly covered her right tit with his hand. Wally also palmed her tit, and in no time the waitress was moaning and squirming on the floor. She opened her mouth to protest once again, but Ted reached down and covered her mouth. She began whimpering and squirming some more.
Smiling, Mike felt her cunt growing moist. He shoved one finger inside her, then two. She stirred more deeply and began rotating her hips in response to his motions.
When he thought she was ready, he crouched down and fitted the head of his trembling shaft between the wet, pink lips of her match. She gasped in surprise. Arching her back, she snaked her body coquettishly at him. "You wanted it all the time, didn't you, ya bitch?" he asked, snickering.
Then he was sliding his warm pork easily up her wet tube. She began moaning some more and twisting deeply on the floor. The men had to shift their weight so that she could not escape. They kept their hands on her tight, red tits, puffing them, rubbing them vigorously.
Mike's prick began jumping inside her.
At first he had pumped her slowly, but he found that he was getting too hot. The woman's cunt felt wonderful. It heated his prick and set his balls on fire. He jabbed it into her quickly and mercilessly, with short, rough pumps, shoving it all the way in and yanking out all but the shiny head. Soon she was squirming and gasping beneath Ted's hand.
"She's gonna shoot any minute now," he commented as he rubbed and squeezed her breast and nipple.
A moment later, Ted was proven right.
She began popping like a popcorn machine, one right after the other. Her legs thrashed wildly, slamming against Mike's hips and thighs. He felt the hot juice flowing thickly around his prick and squirting out of her love hole. It drove his balls to a boil, and before he realized what was happening, he was grinding his teeth as the thick sperm bubbled up and jolted hotly into her writhing hot tube.
She whimpered and took each jolt, absorbing it in her cunt and pulled the rest of him inside.
"Jesus Christ," muttered Mike, panting and eyeing the moaning girl beneath him, "this broad's a wildcat. She drained me in just a few minutes!"
"Lemme have a shot, for Chrissakes," said Wally impatiently. The two men switched positions, and in no time Wally was kneeling before her, fingering her cunt and nibbling on her throbbing clit. Mike sat on her left arm and began rubbing her tit. Bending over, he took the thick nipple in his mouth and sucked on it eagerly.
The waitress once again began feeling the waves of dizziness enveloping her. She gasped. Snickering, he pulled her cunt lips apart and lapped up the hot juices eagerly with his tongue.
Amber could no longer just sit and watch. She needed a good, long pop. Approaching the struggling foursome, she lay on her back with her head between Ted's legs. Shifting her position, she moved closer toward him until his bulging cock was close to her face. He looked down and saw her beautiful face mere inches from his hot poker. Smiling, he lowered himself until her hot breath enveloped his loins. Grasping his prick, the brunette pulled it eagerly into her mouth and swallowed the entire joint Ted gasped and shivered, in spite of himself. Her hands were playing with his balls. He spread his legs so that she would have more room to work. He kept his hands tightly pressed to the waitress' mouth and right tit.
Wally stuffed his tool into the girl's throbbing slit and rammed it all the way inside, driving a muffled cry from the woman and causing her to pound out another thick orgasm. He felt her insides gushing hotly, gathering around his member and fighting its way to his balls. He enjoyed the sensations and let his big dick rest motionless inside her, buried to the hilt in hot, juicy woman flesh.
Amber continued working Ted's cock and balls, puffing the big stick into her mouth, pumping the balls with her hands, bumping the round dick head with her sensuous tongue. Blowing on him, she drove a gasp from his lips and pumped the big hunk with her hands, her fingers grasping the smooth snake firmly.
Ted began whimpering like a baby. Amber was driving him crazy. He tried to pull himself out of her, but to no avail. The brunette had him completely in her power. A few moments later, she drew a gigantic orgasm from him which almost knocked him over. As he grunted and rocked above her, she swallowed each jolt of thick jism and turned his iron-hard prick into a spent, shriveled-up noodle.
Getting up, Amber straddled the woman's face. Ted and Mike shifted so that she would have more room. The brunette lowered her snatch onto the woman's gaping lips and began rubbing her wet hole up and down the girl's mouth. Closing her eyes, the waitress sighed and began nibbling and licking the brunette's squirming cunt. Amber, beginning to feel the first pangs of orgasm, arched her back and rotated her wet pussy above the other woman's eager mouth.
Wally's cock was still pumping the waitress' honey hole. Shoving it into her brutally, he let it lie imbedded within her a few seconds before he withdrew. Her cunt was soaking wet. He rammed her again and again, until she started thrashing on the floor and grinding her ass at him. She popped three more times. The room was thick with sweat and the smell of fresh jism. As the woman popped, she continued sucking the brunette's cunt and clit. Amber writhed above her, gasping and shuddering deeply, her tight, round boobies bouncing.
Grunting Wally felt his prick exploding inside the woman's clit. He slammed it all the way inside and kept it there, until his jism flooded her tube. Flushed, the woman washed his cock with another orgasm before she relaxed and resumed sucking Amber's cunt and clit.
For the next five minutes, the three men just sat and watched the two beautiful women as they writhed against each other.
The brunette got up, turned around, and lay face down on the other woman, her lips and tongue enveloped by the woman's saturated pussy. The waitress, on the other hand, positioned the brunette's thighs so that her gash was in direct line with her mouth. She began to nibble on the brunette's clit and pump the juicy hole with three fingers. Amber wriggled her snatch deliciously, not missing a single stroke with her tongue.
Moments later, they orgasmed together thickly. Thoroughly spent, the brunette rolled from the other woman and lay on her back, panting and staring at the ceiling.
Ted wasted no time. In a jiffy he was kneeling between her parted thighs and spreading her legs wide apart. Amber tried to resist, but Ted was as horny as a stallion. He positioned his cock between the drenched pussy lips and rammed it all the way inside her, causing her to cry out and buck on the floor, like a trussed steer. The waves hit her thickly, and she began sputtering and writhing sensuously. The pussy juice flushed down her hot tube, lacing Ted's prick with cream and sloshing inside.
Muttering something and shuddering, he pumped her, his joint hot and rock-hard. The thick hunk tore into her brutally, separating the soaked pussy lips, splitting her apart inside, sizzling the sensitive walls of her hot crevice. The brunette thrashed wildly, her arms and legs flailing. She popped and popped like a firecracker, drenching his hot pork and causing him to spout his thick load inside her in seven long, explosive bursts.
The five of them lay panting on the floor.
"You're all crazy," muttered the waitress, smiling at the four of them.
"Your problem is yer a fuckin' snob," suggested Mike, looking at her. "All you needed was a good, long hump."
"I sure as hell got it, didn't I?" she asked, laughing.
Amber looked at her and then looked at the three men. "That was only the first round, baby," she said, looking at the other woman. "Wait'll they get excited again."
The waitress looked at Amber in amazement. "It's true," explained the brunette. "You're lucky they're half-crocked tonight. Too much booze. If they were sober, you'd still be lyin' on the floor with Mike's prick goin' to town inside you."
The waitress looked at the men and smiled. "Maybe we can do something to get them excited again."
"Good idea," agreed the shapely brunette. Amber and the waitress crawled toward Wally and Mike, who were still lying on the floor, heaving. Amber knelt between Wally's parted thighs, the waitress between Mike's. Simultaneously, the women lowered her heads and, opening their mouths, swallowed the spent pricks greedily. Both men winced in pleasure, moaning and reaching up to pull the women closer to them.
The sounds the women made as they sucked the joints were quite loud in the room. The brunette's head moved up and down quickly as her greedy lips raced up and down the thick, pounding pole. The other woman was busy licking Mike on the prick head. He grunted in ecstasy and pulled her head down in an effort to make her swallow his hot hunk of pork.
The woman pumped his balls with her hands and blew on his cock hotly, sizzling his flesh. She began a trail of kisses that started from the head of his prick and worked downward to his balls. She blew on them, licked them, swallowed one testicle while she pumped the other. Using her other hand, she pumped his prick and, when Mike began to whine and writhe, she stopped her motions in an effort to make him relax.
Moments later, she closed her lips over his round cock head and moaned, making her mouth vibrate and driving him up the wall.
Amber had succeeded in getting a gigantic hard on from Wally. After several minutes of sucking him and licking and stroking the silken head, he was hot and pounding with blood and semen. The complete length of his prick was dripping from her saliva. Suddenly a thin stream of juice erupted from his cock slit. The brunette stuck out her tongue and licked him all over, lapping up the juice. Wally lay back on the floor and waited for the moment to come.
Amber sat up and straddled his thighs. She looked down and watched the pole throbbing in the air. When she was certain he was relaxing, she grasped the thick pork with both hands, raised her am, spread her thighs wider, and pressed the round dome against her dripping pussy lips. Wally howled like a hound dog and closed his eyes. His chest heaved deeply.
In one smooth motion, Amber lowered her ass and swallowed nearly ten inches of hot, throbbing pork. She felt her heart thundering through her chest and laughed as the jism flushed down her crack and enveloped his cock and balls. Wily felt the hot juices sliding down his inner thighs and gathering on the tiled floor.
The brunette began jumping on the thick prong eagerly, boobies bouncing, ass rocking, arms flailing in the air. More jism raced down her hole.
She swallowed the entire joint and clamped her pussy muscles around it in a viselike grip. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the wet feeling as her pussy jumped on him.
The other woman had straddled Mike's thighs. Bending over him, she pumped him with her hands until he began to jerk and jump on the floor. While his jism subsided, she took his cock head in her mouth and pumped the rest of him slowly and deliciously with her hands, tickling his balls in the process. Mike gasped and struggled beneath her. Her long, blonde hair was dangling all over him. It made his cock grow even harder.
Then she straightened up, spread her legs, and lowered her wet cunt onto the round head of his prick. Mike cried out. The feeling of her hot pussy closing over his sensitive dome was just too much to beat. He felt himself beginning to spend. The blonde sat still and waited for his come to retreat back into his balls.
Moments later, it did.
Then the blonde went to work.
She pounced on him, her pussy hot and dripping with juice. He reached up and covered her big jugs with his hands. The blonde gave a start, squealing and wriggling sensuously as she tore down on him.
He felt her strong slit muscles pulling him all the way inside her tube. As she jumped, he squeezed her titties and then the nipples, making her squeeze out a thick one. The jism splashed out of her wet hole, catching him on the thighs.
Bending over him, the blonde thrust her boobies in his face. Mike nibbled on one nipple, then the other. The girl cried out spending herself again. Mike squeezed her big, round titties until she straightened up, arched her back, and dammed her exploding match onto his throbbing, greasy meat. Moments later, he splashed his jism all the way up her tube and sent her whimpering and shivering in his anus.
Amber was jumping frantically on Wally's juicy meat. He watched the beautiful brunette writhe and aqua above him, her jugs thumping on her chest, her splashing him on the thighs. Using his thumb and forefingers, he squeezed her thick, cherry nipples. Amber squealed and dammed her pussy onto his pole wetly and hotly. Her hair spilled everywhere. The smell of her jism was thick in the room.
Wally began to feel his jism gathering hotly in his balls. Bracing his hands on her shoulders, he fought to force Amber to sit still for a moment, but it was impossible. The woman was popping orgasms at such a pace that it would have been inhumane to force her to slop. A few moments later, though, she slowed down her pace just in time to hammer out four long, thick jets of hot pussy juice. Her heart was racing like a jackhammer. He kept his hands over her jugs and continued prodding them and pumping them. Suddenly she raised her head high, arched her back, and squealed like a whipped puppy. He felt her heart hammering again. Her body jerked as the fresh jism flowed from her love tube. A moment later, recovering, she began jerking over him once again, her slit lips racing up and down his trembling hose.
Then he began grunting and thrashing beneath her. Squealing in pleasure, the brunette pumped his joint franticly, her slit lips rushing up and down his quivering meat. While his dong gushed thickly inside her, she squeezed out six more thick jets of hot fluids.
The she fell on Wally and lay still for a few minutes.
Amber and Wally, recovering, got up and dressed. Before they left the room, they inspected themselves in the dressing room mirror.
Ted and Mike had been sitting at their table for some time, laughing and sipping their drinks. Anther and Wally sat down and lit cigarettes. A few moments later, the waitress came to take their order.
"How's your cunt feeling?" asked Amber, keeping her voice low.
The waitress giggled and replied, "Never felt better. Are ya comin' out to my place too, honey, after I get off work?"
Amber looked at Ted and Mike.
"We were gonna ask ya," explained Mike, "as soon as ya came out of the john."
Amber thought about it for a moment before she shook her bead. "Wish I could, guys, but I can't. I gotta get home early tonight. My old man might get home early in the morning."
"What if he doesn't?" shrugged Mike.
"He prob'ly won't," she replied, "but what if he does?"
"How 'bout a rain check, then?" asked the blonde.
Amber smiled and nodded. "Sure," she replied.
"I only live a few miles from here. I'll be seein' you from time to time."
For the next twenty minutes Amber sat and sipped her drink with the boys. Then she got up, kissed them each on the forehead, and left the place.
Then she checked out of the motel and drove home.
Chapter Eight
It was nine o'clock when Amber got home.
Johnny was sitting in his car in the driveway smoking a cigarette. As soon as she pulled up beside him, he jumped out of his car and approached her threateningly.
"Where the fuck have you been?" he asked, his anger growing within him.
She tossed it aside. "Fuckin'," she replied nonchalantly. "Don'tcha remember? I called ya up this morning, but you were too busy..."
"Don't gimme that crap," he said. "I know what I said this morning." Then he looked at his watch. "But that was over twelve hours ago. What the fuck were you doin'?"
She shrugged and found the front door key. "Fuckin'," she repeated, heading for the front door.
"For twelve hours?" His voice was a squeak.
She checked her watch. "Fourteen, to be exact." Then she unlocked the front door.
He followed her inside. "Listen," he said, frying to calm down. "If you..."
"You listen!" she said, suddenly growing angry. "I don't have to explain anything to you. You're not my father or my old man." She glared at him. "You didn't have time for me this morning. Well, I just went to town and found four people who did have time for me!"
"Listen, honey," he said, approaching her. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bitch at ya. I was just worried that somethin' happened to ya." He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her lightly on the lips. At first she did not respond; she remained glaring at him. Then she decided to forgive him. She thrust her tongue into his mouth and wrapped her arms around his neck. They kissed passionately for long moments.
"Let's go to bed," she whispcred when they broke.
Still kissing her, Johnny picked her up easily and carried her into the bedroom. Amber was already wet and ready. She lay on her back and helped him remove her clothing.
He wasted no time undressing. Shortly afterwards, he was lying beside her, kissing her, massaging her right tit and then her left. Amber reached down and took hold of his cock, which was already thick and pulsating with blood. He shuddered and breathed deeply. She played with his balls for a while and then gently palmed the sensitive head of his prick, sending shivers up his spine.
Moments later, he was lying over her, his thick prong resting against her damp, chestnut forest. Amber reached down and pumped his cock until he had an incredible hard on. He groaned and lowered his cock until it was pressing against her wet cunt. The brunette, breathing deeply, trembled beneath him. Her hands groped for him, attempting to pull his cock inside her snatch. Johnny shoved the head of his prick into her honey hole and watched her as she went hysterical, kicking and thrashing beneath him.
Her flailing legs encircled him, her ankles locking at the base of his spine. She wrapped her arms around him and, with an incredible effort, pulled him down on her. The action had caused his cock to slide easily up her creamy slit. It was not long afterwards that she whimpered and splashed his cock with honey. Then, sucking in her breath and closing her eyes, she relaxed and anxiously waited for Johnny to begin his thrusts.
He moved his cock inside her easily and slowly, pushing it all the way in and letting it rest there for a few seconds before he pullet it all the way out. He felt her insides growing warmer and warmer, until she was oven-hot and gurgling with pussy juice. Her throbbing clit danced along the side of his dong as it moved in and out of her cunt.
Moments later, he exploded inside her, his cock flooding the walls of her pussy. The brunette popped two times in succession, but, to her disgust, he was pulling out of her just as she felt a giant explosion trashing throughout her body.
"Why the hell did you come so fast?" she asked, sitting in bed and glaring at him.
He shrugged. "I dunno. I guess I was just too Goddamn excited. After all, I've been waitin' for ya for almost four hours."
She sighed and decided not to be angry at him. Then she sat up in bed, eyed his spent dick as though she had just lost her best friend, and said, "I'll get you hard again."
Before Johnny could reply, Amber had pounced on his limp prick, sucking it deeply into her mouth and pulling it as far down her throat as it would go. Despite his recent explosion, Johnny felt himself stirring within her mouth. The brunette's mouth was on fire; her tongue covered his prick savagely. It would have been impossible for any man to keep from getting hard with a woman like Amber sucking him to life.
Then she began working his balls.
At first, she merely kissed them gently. But as she felt him stirring, she began to tease him, using her tongue to lick him in the balls while her hot breath sent shivers throughout his entire body. Johnny tried to relax, couldn't. He closed his eyes and lay on his back. But every muscle in his body was incredibly tense.
Amber's tongue swirled sensuously across the shiny surface of his left testicle. Suddenly Johnny began to feel hot and dizzy. He felt his balls erupting again. Amber played with his asshole, gliding her thumb along the moist, pink opening. Her other hand was wrapped around his bulging peter. The cock was once again rock-hard and bursting with semen. She blew on him again, ran her warm tongue slowly up the underside, teased the tiny clump of flesh just beneath the head, blew on the head, rubbed her nose on the underside, rubbed his balls with her thumb, kissed the prick head, opened her mouth, and took the entire joint all the way down to the pubic hair.
He thrashed on the bed, grunting and waiting for his jism to splash into her mouth. All the while, the brunette kept the giant rammer buried completely in her throat.
Just then the brunette got up and turned around on the bed. Johnny watched as the beautiful woman shifted her weight. Her ass moved toward his face, and soon her soaked snatch was pressing against his lips and tongue. He began nibbling her cunt and massaging the smooth cheeks of her ass. Amber squealed and pressed more tightly against him. He could taste her jism. He jammed his thumb up her creamy asshole and rammed it furiously, until she got off and dripped pussy juice on his lips and chin. He licked her well dry, shoved two sticky fingers up her slit, and pumped her feverishly.
Amber went back to his throbbing dick. For the next five minutes, she worked it slowly and deliciously, her lips and tongue sizzling his flesh. She kissed him everywhere: cock, balls, inner thighs, hips. Amber pumped him slowly, licking the shiny round head and swallowing each drop of juice that sputtered out of his prick hole.
Johnny pulled her quim lips apart and blew into her greasy hole. Amber wailed and thrashed above him. Her insides gushed thickly. Pressing his lips against her smooth pussy lips, he sucked her dry again, shoved two fingers into her honey tube, and licked her off at a swift pace, until she splashed his face again. Again he licked her clean, and again he assaulted her juice hole with his sticky fingers.
Amber could no longer concentrate on his trembling prick. Straightening up, she arched her back, raised her arms, and slammed her throbbing slit onto his face. Her hips rocking, she rubbed her ass deliciously against his head. Johnny kept nibbling her gash lips. He reached up and grasped her ass cheeks with his hands. When he squeezed them, the brunette jumped and screamed several times.
As he sucked her, he reached up and gently massaged her smooth, arched back. His fingers just barely touched her skin, and this action drove her wild. Gasping, she felt his hands on her jugs, released a thick load that completely filled his mouth. Gagging, Johnny lapped up every drop and swallowed the pussy juice gratefully.
The brunette began jumping up and down on his mouth. Her hotness nearly smothered him. But he kept working her, nevertheless. He used his tongue and lips feverishly, assaulting her cunt, clit, asshole, pussy lips. The brunette continued to writhe over him.
Then he was pushing her off him.
Before she could guess what he was about to do, Johnny made her sit on the edge of the bed with her ass almost off the bed. Placing his hands on her shoulders, he pushed her down, so that her titties were nearly on the mattress. The position was uncomfortable. Amber squealed and immediately tried to twist away. But he held her down firmly.
Moments later, Amber forgot her discomfort. He was fingering her cunt and clit, his fingers soaking wet from her pussy cream. Sighing, Amber locked her elbows around her knees, spread her legs, and enjoyed the sensations.
When he thought she was relaxing, Johnny knelt on the floor facing the bed, pulled the cheeks of her ass apart, and shoved eight thick, hot inches of pork into her unsuspecting asshole.
Amber immediately went wild.
She bounced on the bed, wriggling her ass and pushing it against him. His prick completely filled her ass, pulling her tube apart and making it soaking wet. Grunting, she grasped hold of her knees until her muscles began getting cramped. Her snatch popped again and again. Johnny kept his prick buried deeply inside her ass. He pounded it into her with long, brutal thuds. She whimpered and grunted each time his reamer slammed inside her. His balls pounded her in the curd, making the situation worse. She continued draining herself.
Johnny pulled out of her, flipped her over, spread her legs, and buried his prong deeply inside her flooding slit. Amber popped a few more times. However, she had been growing weaker and weaker. Johnny seemed to be a thousand miles away. The dizziness hung over her like a thick, dark cloud. Even her gasps seemed far away.
By the time he exploded inside her, Amber was already out cold.
He was sitting on the bed, smoking a cigarette and watching her when she awoke.
"How long have I been out?" she asked groggily. He shrugged and smiled at her. "'Bout ten minutes," he replied.
"Christ," she whispered. "You really gave me a good humping!"
"Anything wrong with that?"
"Nope."
"Quit your bitchin', then."
"I'm not bitchin'," she snapped. Ten seconds of silence.
"What's next on the agenda?" she asked. "The night's still young, ya know."
He thought for a moment. "We're invited out."
"Oh? Where?"
"Remember Lisa and Marge?"
"Yep."
"Their place. They said we could come over whenever we wanted. Ya up to it?"
She smiled at him. "You bet your ass I am!"
Chapter Nine
The girl's front door was unlocked. Amber and Johnny went inside.
Lisa and Marge were in the bedroom. Naked, they lay on the bed, their faces deeply buried in one another's wet crotches. The slurping sounds that their tongues and lips made on each other were loud and delicious.
Amber and Johnny stood silent in the doorway, watching the girls. The brunette was already beginning to feel the wetness gathering between her legs. Johnny was suddenly aware of the fact that his prick was so swollen and hard that the constriction of his tight trousers was making it hurt.
Lisa lay on her back, her long, blonde hair spilling over the side of the bed. Marge lay on top of her, her head in Lisa's crotch. There was a rather large, rubber dildo in her hands. As she sucked Lisa's wet, pink snatch, she pumped the blonde's moist asshole with the rubber hose.
The blonde had been popping her rocks the past ten minutes. She jumped on the bed, her gigantic jugs bouncing. Her greedy lips devoured Marge's throbbing clit. She stuck her tongue into the other woman's soaked slit. Marge whimpered and, shivering, rammed the rubber dick all the way up the blonde's ass. Lisa jerked in surprise. Gasping, she coated the other woman's face with fresh, hot juice.
Amber and Johnny got into the fun.
Johnny immediately spotted his target. Shadding Lisa's head, be pulled the checks of Marge's as apart and stuffed his rock-hard prick deeply into Marge's wet, unsuspecting ass crevice. Marge went berserk, lashing out with her legs and making the bed shake violently. Johnny felt the inside of her ass growing red-hot.
Amber went to the other side of the bed. Lisa's legs were drawn up, bent at the kites. The brunette sat down, wriggled herself into position, and premed her cheeks against the blonde's crotch. Then she lay down, pulled back her legs, pressed her thighs against her jugs, held them against herself with her arms, and offered herself completely to Marge's lips and tongue.
Marge smiled when she saw the brunette's snatch so close to her face. Amber's cunt and clit were so wet that they glistened. Marge immediately removed the rubber cock from the blonde's creamy ass and shoved it deeply inside the brunette's quivering slit Amber sucked in her breath, wriggled herself into a more comfortable position and dammed her soaked pussy against the artificial dong. It slid easily inside her, and in no time the brunette began to pop her rocks.
Lisa was busy licking Johnny's dangling balls he fucked Marge in the ass. She reached up and grasped them, tearing a harsh cry from his lips. She thrust three fingers inside the other woman's greasy gash and pumped them wildly, swirling them around inside and pulling out the hot juice. Marge's body quivered as the spasms jolted through her body. She relaxed for a moment, even though Johnny's huge rammer continued slamming her in the ass.
Amber had just popped her rocks again. Moments later, she relaxed and let her legs rest on the mattress. Propping herself up on her elbows, she eyed the blonde's beautiful wet snatch and watched Marge as she kicked and jerked beneath the ecstatic pressure of Johnny's driving stick.
The brunette reached down and removed the rubber dick from her wet pussy. She licked the juice from the very tip, positioned it a few inches from Lisa's wet, unsuspecting cream tube and pushed it completely inside.
The big blonde, screaming, thrashed so violently that she nearly hurled Marge and Johnny to the floor. Her pussy jolted seven times in succession. Amber let the big tool remain buried within the soaked walls of the blonde's trembling canyon. When Lisa started breathing more regularly, Amber began her motions. She pumped the blonde's cunt slowly and deliciously, with lingering strokes. Lisa smiled, cloned her eyes, and relaxed on the bed.
Johnny pulled his bulging tool from Marge's soaked ass and stuffed it into her dripping pussy. The big dick split her apart, searing her pussy lips wide apart and sliding easily up her flooded well. Marge groaned in exhaustion and rested her face on Lisa's blonde pubic mound. The spasms overtook her again, causing her to whimper and moan.
Amber worked the blonde's cunt with the big dildo. Then she increased her pace. The snake jumped inside the big woman's flowing slit. Amber shoved the entire foot-long base all the way inside, until her fist was rubbing against the blonde's pussy lips. The brunette kept the prong imbedded deeply inside for ten seconds before she withdrew it slowly, taking nearly twenty seconds to remove all but the head.
Looking down, Amber noticed that the entire joint was soaked with Lisa's honey. Giggling in delight, the brunette lapped up the juice with her tongue, swallowing every drop. A minute later, she lowered the poker to the blonde's wet cunt and stuffed the whole joint deeply inside.
Lisa thrashed once again on the bed. Moaning, she arched her back. Amber felt the big woman pulling the joint eagerly up her cunt. Never before had Amber thought that one woman could take a whole foot of cock. However, Lisa was proving to her how much cock one woman could take. Not only did she take the entire length, but she began pulling in the remaining three inches that Amber was holding in her fist.
Johnny continued fucking Marge's cunt. He reached down, fingered her creamy asshole with his thumb, and rubbed and teased her right boob with his other hand. Marge had shot her load twenty times in the last five minutes; she wasn't ready to call it quits yet. For the next minute and a half, she kicked and thrashed wildly, slamming her snatch against Johnny's rod and smacking her ass against his stomach.
He began to feel his jism erupting within his rocks. Wrapping his arms around Marge's waist and holding on to her for support, he humped her wildly, his pork jabbing her cunt like a jackhammer. It wasn't long before he came, sputtering and clinging to her so tightly that she could scarcely breathe. He felt her buttocks tighten against his stomach. Marge clamped her pussy muscles around his joint in a viselike grip. Sucking him deeply inside, she whimpered, swallowed every drop of his jism, and washed his cock thickly with cunt cream.
Then both she and Johnny collapsed on the bed. Amber was still pumping Lisa's cunt with the dildo, but slowly and gently. The big woman's snatch was hot and milky. The rubber prong made slurping noises as it withdrew from her swollen pussy. Lisa gasped a few moments later.
In one smooth motion, the brunette shoved the entire rubber dong into the woman's flooding slit and kept it there, buried all the way to her fist, until Lisa popped the last remaining rocks within her entire being.
Then Amber lay back and relaxed.
The depleted foursome did not move for the next twenty minutes.
Marge was the first to recover. Getting up from the bed, she left the room and began mixing drinks in the living room.
Amber got up and followed her.
"Where were you today?" asked Marge. "Johnny told us he couldn't get hold of ya."
Amber smiled. "In town," she replied, "havin' the time of my life."
"Oh..." Marge giggled. "Any action?"
"More than enough," replied Amber. "Three guys stayin' at a motel. Then a waitress at a bar."
"You have been keepin' busy, haven't ya?"
Amber nodded and took the drink that Marge offered her. "It's better than rottin' away as a housewife."
"I know," agreed the other woman. "Lisa and I went that route ourselves. Why the hell don't you ditch that old man of yours. You could score every day while ya collect alimony."
"I dunno," replied the brunette, thinking of the idea for the very first time. "Ya know, I never really thought of it before... but now that ya mentioned it..."
"Listen, honey," interrupted Marge, sitting down and lighting a cigarette, "you're much too good-lookin' and much too bright to spend your time with a guy who doesn't even know which end to stick in."
The brunette sipped her drink and reflected. "What's it like?" she asked. "Gettin' divorced, I mean."
Marge shrugged. "Just like anything else. Ya either wanna do it or ya don't. If ya wanna do it, it's heaven. If ya don't wanna do it, ya just don't do it."
"It sounds simple."
"It is. You hire an attorney and let him do all the work. Of course, it takes time -- helluva lotta time. More time than it's really worth. But when it comes through, you're free to do anything ya want." Marge paused and waited for a reaction. "And the court sees that your old man gives you an allowance to help ya out."
Amber thought it over carefully. "I'm gonna have to think this thing out," she said. "It's worth thinking about, ya know."
"It certainly is," agreed the other woman. "Just remember what I said. You're too good-lookin' and too bright to spend the rest of your life wastin' away to nothing."
"And too horny," added Amber, and both girls laughed.
Two minutes later, Lisa and Johnny entered the living room and headed for the drink table.
"Jesus Christ," sighed the big blonde, picking up her drink and falling heavily onto the couch. "I feel like I've been mauled by a fuckin' grizzly bear!"
Marge just shook her head and smiled. "Leave it to Lisa to bitch about gettin' too much cock!"
"I'm not bitchin'," protested the blonde. "I was just stating a fact."
"I should be the one to bitch," replied Marge. "After all, I was the one who got Johnny's meat -- not you."
Lisa sipped her drink and reflected. "But I was the one Amber fucked with that Goddamn rubber dick!"
Marge shrugged. "So what?"
"Ya know what they say about girls," replied the blonde. "If women had cocks, they'd rip men apart."
"Did I hurt ya, honey?" asked Amber. "Don't believe a word she says, baby," warned Marge.
"Marge's right," agreed the blonde, turning to look at Amber. "Don't believe a word I say, honey. Ya see, Marge and I are just natural bitches. We..."
"You can say that again," interrupted Johnny, laughing. "Why, these two could find something to bitch about in heaven!"
"Ya know what you need?" asked Marge, faking anger at Johnny. "A nice big, fat cock to stuff into that big mouth of yours."
He smiled and shook his head. "Uh-uh," he replied. "That's not what I need. That's what you need. All I need is a nice big, fat, juicy hole to stick my cock into."
"I'm game," giggled Lisa, spreading her thighs sensuously.
"Button up your lips, dearie," warned Marge, eyeing her friend's snatch. "Your cream's showing."
Everyone laughed.
Amber, finishing her drink, got up and went to pour herself another. As she passed Johnny, he drained his glass and held it out for her to refill. She took it and poured the drinks.
Lisa eyed the brunette's naked back and ass and legs as Amber bent over the drink table. "You're really a looker, honey," she said, shaking her head.
Amber turned and, seeing that the blonde was looking at her, said, "So are you, Lisa."
"What about me?" asked Marge, slighted.
Amber laughed. "You're a beautiful girl, Marge," she said. "Ya really..."
"Now that we're spittin' out the compliments," interrupted Johnny, "and now that everyone's happy, can we please shut up and get down to some serious fuckin'?"
"What's the fuckin' rush?" asked Marge. Then she noticed that his prick was throbbing between his legs. "Christ!" she whispered. "You really need a good goin' over tonight, don'tcha?"
"Yep. Now get over here and make your mouth useful."
Finishing her drink, Marge got up and crossed the room. Johnny spread his legs. The woman quickly got down on her knees, facing him. She wet her lips, moved forward, and blew on his trembling cock and balls. Johnny quickly felt the dizziness filling his head. He leaned back, closed his eyes, and smiled at the wonderful sensations.
Lisa and Amber watched them for the next two minutes. Then they looked at each other, decided that they were thinking the same thoughts, and got up from their seats. The blonde left the room and came back a minute later. She was carrying an enormous, double-headed dildo. Amber's jaw sagged as she eyed the enormous artificial meat. She lay down on the couch, on her stomach. Lisa lay on her back, her cunt facing the brunette's ass. Giggling, she spread her thighs and began to rub the bead of the big stick against the hungry lips of her pussy.
Amber spread her legs. A moment later, she felt the other end of the prick rubbing her crotch.
The blonde began pushing the joint at the brunette until it separated her slit lips and slid a few inches inside her hole. Wrapping her fingers around the end, she jutted her ass forward, until the other end penetrated her soaked, honey tube.
Then the women were writhing in harmony, their asses moving toward each other as the joint went inside. Squirming on the couch, Lisa moved several inches toward the brunette, who was holding onto the arm of the couch for support. This action had caused four more inches of hot, rubber pork to slide deeply into the brunette's soaked pussy. Amber wriggled and screamed, her body throbbing.
Marge's lips and tongue drove Johnny crazy. Blowing on his balls, she rolled her tongue around the head of his pulsating tool. Her lips nibbled on the underside, moved downwards, nibbled on his balls, moved upwards. She kissed the head, went to the other side, blew on his pubic patch, licked the head once again, licked the entire underside, moved sensuously along the curves of the balls, sucked a testicle into her mouth, played with the other, removed the testicle from her mouth, pulled the other testicle into her mouth, rubbed her tongue deliciously against it, removed it from her mouth, blew on both balls, and kissed the base of his prick.
Johnny's breathing was very deep and uneven.
He fought hard to control himself, but Marge would not let him relax. Her lips suddenly moved up the underside of his prick. Her tongue snaking outwards, she licked him smartly on the bulging blue vein, sending shivers up his spine. Moments later, her lips reached the shiny dome.
For several seconds she did not move; she merely kept her mouth less than an inch from his prick head. He felt her hot breath leaving her flared nostrils. Just then, she opened her mouth, lowered her face, and swallowed the round head of the shaft. Then she closed her lips over him and began licking the greased dome with slow, delicious strokes.
Lisa and Amber continued writhing and thrashing on the couch. The rubber dick was completely soaked with jism from both girls. It spanned both cunts, splitting apart pussy lips and honey tubes, engorging itself in fresh, hot pussy. The blonde's cunt had been constantly moving toward Amber's gash as the two women struggled. In a few moments, the women's pussy lips would be pressing against one another. The thick, juicy prong would soon be completely buried inside two feet of fresh, hot pussy.
The brunette suddenly slammed her snatch deliciously against Lisa's quivering cunt. Both women came simultaneously, the juice spraying all over the women's inner thighs. Lisa reached up, took hold of the brunette's ankles, and pulled her roughly, causing her cunt to press against her own snatch and clit. Squealing, she pounded her ass at Amber.
Marge's head was bobbing up and down as she pumped Johnny's red meat with her mouth. When he was ready to spurt, she straightened up and removed his cock from her mouth. Seconds later, when he relaxed, she got onto the chair, straddling his legs. Reaching down, she pumped his cock slowly. He closed his eyes and felt her rubbing her twat against the shiny head of his shaft. Her juice gathered at the very tip of his reamer, spilling down the sides. He reached out and helped her by puffing her pussy lips apart. Marge moaned and shifted her weight. Lowering her snatch, she swallowed the joint slowly and easily, squealing as each inch penetrated her hot tube. Her juice ignited within her, sprinkling all over his prick and heating his balls. She kept on lowering herself until the big snake was imbedded within her crevice. Sighing, she relaxed on top of him, the cheeks of her ass resting on his thighs.
Marge began to bounce on him wildly, her cunt sliding up and down his big joint. He reached up and grasped her bouncing titties. He rubbed them, squeezed the big nipples and pumped them while she pumped him. Marge felt the spasms erupting within her body. She pounced on him even more brutally, slamming her cunt and clit on him. Her heart hammered within her chest. Squealing, she got off thickly, the jism spouting out of her tubes.
Johnny wrapped his arms around her and forced himself into a standing position. Marge locked her arms and legs around him without losing a stroke. She kept bouncing on him even as he got on his knees and lowered her to the carpeted floor.
Then he slammed his dick into her trembling gash. Marge thrashed wildly on the floor, her arms and legs flailing. She purred and cooed in ecstasy, puffing him tightly against her. Johnny felt her pussy lips squirming around his cock. She tensed herself, gasped, and washed his prick. He didn't ease up for even a moment. He kept his cock buried inside her, pumping it in and keeping it there for a while before he pulled it halfway out.
Then Marge went wild, bouncing on the floor. Her fingernails raked up and down his back and sides, making him wince. Her inner thighs slapped against him smartly. Her cunt was so wet that his prick pulled out honey each time it withdrew from her. He squeezed her left jug and felt her heart racing madly beneath it. Marge gasped, sucking his cock deeply.
He felt her getting hotter and hotter. Her skin was flushed. A moment later, she screamed and twitched beneath him. Johnny kept up his pace until be could no longer hold it. His cock splashed thickly, his sperm gushing into her trembling cunt walls. Marge orgasmed six more times before he removed his spent dick from her inflamed cunt.
Relaxing, they lay on their sides and watched Lisa and Amber going to town on the giant rubber pork.
The two women were kicking and screaming as they struggled with the thick, artificial meat. The big blonde was still pulling Amber by the ankles, wriggling her snatch against the brunette's throbbing cunt and moaning with pleasure as she felt her tube completely engorged with thick, hot meat.
Amber suddenly pulled away from her and flipped over on her back. She took the dripping dick in her hands and, squealing impatiently, shoved herself against it until it slid easily into her greased hole. The brunette grasped the blonde's ankles and began pulling the trembling blonde toward her. When she felt the other woman's pussy lips pressing her in the snatch, she gasped, popping several more times and soaking the blonde's inner thighs.
The two girls kept working the dildo inside their cunts. Moments later, they both popped thickly, draining themselves completely. Letting go of each other, they collapsed on the couch and lay panting and whimpering in utter depletion.
Marge and Johnny were still watching them, even as they lay motionless on the couch.
"How 'bout bringin' me to a nice, thick head, Lisa?" asked Johnny, laughing brightly.
"Go... fuck yourself," replied the blonde, still gasping in exhaustion.
"If I could, I would," he replied, still teasing her. "But I'm no fuckin' contortionist, ya know."
Marge yawned and stretched. "God," she said, raising her arms high in the air, "I could use some sleep right about now. I'm all fucked out."
Amber and Lisa laughed.
"Now that you mentioned it," said Amber, sitting up, "I could use some sleep, too."
"What the fuck's wrong with you three?" asked Johnny. "You're ready to sack out and I'm ready for another round of fuckin'."
"I really should be gettin' home," said the brunette, getting up and picking up her clothing. "I better be home if Hal makes it back in the evening."
"I'll go with ya," said Johnny, getting to his feet.
"You'll have to," replied Amber. "You drove me here, remember?"
He frowned and shook his head. "Ya know, I think I'm gettin' tired, too."
Then they dressed and left the girls' house.
Chapter Ten
It was past ten in the morning when Johnny woke up.
Amber was not in the bedroom. He sat up sharply and shook his head to clear it. Then he heard the bathroom door open.
Amber walked into the bedroom and sat down on the edge of the bed.
"I thought ya'd gone," he said, yawning. She frowned and shook her head. "Now, where the fuck would I go?" she asked, teasing him. "This is my house, remember?"
"Yeah. I'm not with it this morning, I guess."
"No, you're not. By the way, it's quarter after ten. Don'tcha have to go to work today."
"Nope. Not till one o'clock, that is."
"Why not?"
He yawned again. "I gotta go on a three-day business trip this afternoon. I didn't have to go in to the office today. But I do have to be at the airport by one."
She pouted. "D'ya have to go?" He nodded.
"Can'tcha..."
"Cancel it?" He smiled and shook his head. "No way," he replied, kissing her on the lips. "But I wish I could. I really do."
"Oh, well," she said, getting up and heading for the bathroom to take a shower, "I guess I can find some way of makin' it through the next three days without ya."
"I don't want you to go to town while I'm gone," he yelled as she disappeared into the bathroom.
Ten seconds later, she reappeared in the doorway. "Why the hell not?" she asked.
He laughed. "'Cause I'm jealous," he replied. "Anyway, going to town isn't safe for a good-lookin' girl like yourself. You'll get picked up."
She laughed. "That's why I'll go to town in the first place!" she replied. Then she once again disappeared into the bathroom.
Amber was in the shower no more than two minutes before Johnny stepped inside. She was reaching up to adjust the showerhead when she turned and watched him come in. He merely smiled at her, pushed her so that her titties were pressing against the cold tile wall, and spread her legs.
Then he was fingering her cunt and rubbing the perfect globes of her moist ass. She felt his thick rod bumping against her right hip. Arching her back, she raised her ass higher to make it easier for him.
Johnny shoved his tool deeply into her moist snatch. The brunette instantly splashed his prick with juice. She smiled in delight, rubbing her ass against his stomach. Johnny reached around her, covered her titties with his hands, and began sliding his big dong in and out of her.
The thick prick made the brunette pop her wad again. She thumped her ass against him, clamping her slit muscles tightly against his prick. Johnny squeezed her jugs tightly, causing her to wail and hammer again. The cunt juice fell down the sides of his dong as he fucked her.
Pulling out of her quivering slit, he pulled her ass cheeks wide apart and shoved it deeply inside. The brunette struggled frantically, kicking out more juice. She rotated her hips in sensuous circles that made his cock move easier into her ass tube. For the next few minutes, he pumped her ass slowly and deliciously, with long, lingering strokes.
Then he was pulling out of her again.
She turned around and saw him lying on his back on the floor of the shower. Giggling, the brunette instantly straddled him, her legs parted, her back arched. She let him position his cock beneath her so that the big round head pressed against her juicy pussy lips.
Grunting and shoving her snatch downwards, the brunette took his entire length into her slit tube and pounded him until her chestnut patch of hair was pressed against his own.
Amber began to bounce on his joint.
He watched her as she flopped over him, her round jugs shaking, her hair spilling everywhere. He felt her tube soaking his cock again. She was over-hot and as red as a tomato. Closing his eyes, he smiled and let her ride him the way she wanted.
Soon she was gasping again. Her juice was thick and hot. It gushed down, coated his cock and balls, and gathered on the wet floor between his legs. Squeezing her tits, Johnny dammed his cock up and down her cunt until she began quivering and sobbing in exhaustion.
Pulling her off of him, he got up, turned off the shower, and took her into the bathroom. After he rubbed her down, he dried himself, picked her up, and carried her into the bedroom. He laid her down on her back, with her long, slender legs dangling over the edge. She was still dizzy with pleasure. In her eyes was a far-away look.
She moaned and watched him as he spread her legs, lowered himself, and eased his giant prong up her dripping gash.
For the next ten minutes, he rode her wildly, never easing up, never losing a single stroke. He looked down at her. She gasped, shivered, whimpered. His cock jumped inside her, tearing her apart, igniting her explosion. She shuddered, kicking out wildly. Her thighs and arms slapped against him. Each time his prick left her, it pulled out cunt juice. Her juice soaked the bed sheets beneath them and filled the room with a sweet, strong odor.
He continued attacking her, shoving his cock completely up her cunt, tearing it back out, kissing her, sucking her nipples, squeezing her tits, breathing all over her with his hot breath. Pausing for just a moment, he grasped her ankles and lifted them up. Pushing them down so that they mashed her boobs, he cased his entire weight onto her thighs and rode her furiously, wilder than before. His cock was slippery.
Amber popped and popped, until she went limp and collapsed beneath him. He did not move; he kept his cock buried within her, moving it only when she came to, three minutes later. When he resumed his violent thrust, she screamed so roughly that he had to clamp his hand over her mouth. Her muffled squeals filled the room. Even though she was growing faint again, she felt her heart getting ready for another explosion. This one rocked them both, making him explode inside her, his come sizzling her cunt wails and driving her into oblivion.
Amber fainted once again.
When she awoke, Johnny was in the bathroom, drying himself briskly with a towel. Amber lay in bed thinking of what Marge had told her the previous night. Then she thought of Johnny, and of how much fun they had shared together. In just a few short days, she thought. In just a few short days I've had more fun than I've had ever since I've known Hal. Just what good is it, anyway? she thought. What good is it to spend your life rottin' away to nothing...?
Johnny came into the bedroom and sat down naked in the chair. Lighting a cigarette, he gazed at Amber and said, "I wish I didn't have to go, baby."
"So do I," she agreed, pouting.
"But I'll make it up to ya when I get back."
"I know," she replied.
A few minutes later, he killed his cigarette and started putting on his clothing. Amber put on a bathrobe and went into the kitchen to make him some coffee before he left. For the next few minutes they sat in silence, sipping their coffee and eyeing each other as though they were in a trance.
"Why don't you stay with Lisa and Marge for a few days?" he suggested.
She shrugged.
"It'll do ya some good," he said. "They're good at havin' a great time, ya know."
"I know."
"Promise me."
"Promise you what?"
"Promise me you'll spend some time with 'em."
"I promise," she said. But her mind was elsewhere.
For a moment, Johnny opened his mouth to say something, but he soon thought better of it. Instead, he finished his coffee, put out his cigarette, and stood up. "I'd better go," he said, kissing her lightly. "Otherwise, I won't wanna go and I'll end up spending the next three days here and losing my job."
Amber didn't reply. She merely nodded and watched him leave. For the next ten minutes, she stood in front of the big bay window, watching his car as it pulled down the drive and took off down the road.
It's not fair, she thought miserably. It's not fair at all. I can't live like this. Not for one more Goddamn minute! She knew that she could do as he said. She could always visit Lisa and Marge and try to forget this miserable existence.
But it wouldn't solve a thing, she knew. She would always find herself waiting for Johnny to come back from his trip. And what about Hal?
After all, Hal was her husband. Oh... She tossed away the ugly reminder. Hal no longer mattered. She could no longer care about a man who no longer cared about her.
In spite of herself, Amber began to think of Johnny again. It didn't seem very strange to her to find that she had fallen in love with him. After all, Johnny was a very good-looking young man. He was bright, experienced, and he knew how to make a girl happy. Not only that. Stop this, she told herself. Hal's your husband, whether you like it or not. And Johnny's merely one of the many men who's been inside you the past few days. Forget about him. Forget about every thing.
Amber decided that she could use a nice, long shower. It would snap her out of it, get her mind on other things. Pulling off her bathrobe, she headed for the shower.
Before she opened the shower door, the phone rang.
It was Johnny.
She sought hard to keep herself from pressing him, from saying the wrong thing. "Where are you?" she asked.
"Home. Packin'."
"Whaddya want, honey? Didja forget something?"
"Yep. You."
"What?" She tried to sound as though she did not know what he was talking about.
"You," he repeated. "Pack your things. I'll be there in twenty minutes."
"What the hell are ya talkin' about?"
"C'mon," he said impatiently. "Do ya, wanna come with me or don'tcha?"
Listen, honey, she told herself. You've gone this far. Don't fuck it up. "Yes," she said.
"All right, then. Pack your stuff..."
"But what about Hal?"
Johnny snickered. "D'ya want him to come, too?"
"Don't joke about this," she snapped. "You know what I mean."
He sighed. "Okay," he replied. "What about him?"
"He is my old man, ya know."
"Amber, listen to me. Pack your things. We'll have three whole days to think this over, possibly more. Then we can decided what to do about him."
"But..."
"You're costin' us time, honey," he warned.
Silence. She tried to think this thing out. But it wasn't working. She was much too thrilled at the prospect of going away with Johnny for three long days.
"Make up your mind, baby," he coaxed.
"All right," she decided, excited. "I'll be ready when you get here."
Amber packed her things frantically, selecting things at random. Fuck Hal, she was thinking. He sure as hell isn't thinkin' about me. Why should I be thinkin' of him?
But what if her thing with Johnny didn't work out?
She tossed the thoughts aside. There were plenty of other things to do. First, there was always that waitress at that small place in town. And those men...
