The bedroom was softly lit. On the big bed a blonde girl squirmed, half-smothered by the weight of the big man above her. One of his legs was thrust between her soft young thighs, holding them apart. His hand was up underneath her short skirt, tugging at her panties. The girl's naked tits showed pink-tipped through the open front of her blouse. "Please . . . no . . . " the girl whimpered.
Doug smiled. What an actress the little bitch was. After the way she'd been giving him the eye for the last couple of weeks, she didn't have any right to ask him to stop.
The girl's name was Debbie. She was a babysitter, having taken care of Doug's two kids for the past month. In her late teens, she was easy to look at. Big tits and a tight, high little ass. And Doug had been looking. He looked at everything old enough and good-looking enough to fuck. Old enough meant the girl had hair around her cunt, and Debbie certainly did. He could feel it, soft and curly under his fingertips as he pulled her panties down. Once he got those panties off...
It hadn't been easy getting the girl into the bedroom. As usual, Debbie had started flirting with him as soon as his wife, Caroline, left the house. Doug was to have left too, but after appraising the look of invitation in Debbie's eyes, he decided to cancel his appointment.
Debbie got a little scared when Doug started answering her prick-teasing flirtation with some attention of his own. He ran his hand slowly up and down the girl's back, feeling his fingers bumping over her bra-strap.
Debbie's eyes opened wide. Doug knew what she was thinking. He was a huge man, tall and powerfully built. He scared the hell out of a lot of women. One look at his muscular body and they immediately began to fantasize about his cock.
Nervously the girl broke free and moved away a couple of feet. She was facing away from Doug, but he could practically see the wheels busily spinning in her horny little mind. A slight squaring of her shoulders told him that she had decided to go ahead, at least a little ways. Far enough for him to get his hands on her lush little body.
Doug didn't give the girl a chance to change her mind. Coming up behind her, he put his arms around Debbie, his hands firmly cupping her tits. At the same time, he nuzzled his lips up and down the back of her neck.
Debbie stiffened as if she'd been goosed with a cattle prod. Doug thought for a second that he'd pushed her too fast, and then she melted in his arMs. With a shuddering sigh, Debbie sagged back against him, her hands earning up to clamp his hands tighter against her breasts. He could feel her taut little ass pressing back against his cock.
Debbie turned round easily when he urged her to. They kissed. Doug loved the feel of her tongue up inside his mouth. The girl began to whimper and moan as he shoved his tongue past her lips.
Doug's hands were all over Debbie, caressing her tits, sliding down over her ass-cheeks, stroking her hips. But she wouldn't let him touch her cunt. Not at first.
But the panting girl did let Doug shove his knee between her legs, so that his thigh was shoving hard against her cunt. After a few minutes of frantic, gasping necking, Debbie started riding his leg like it was a horse, shoving her cunt rhythmically against it.
Jesus, she was hot! Doug thought. He had his arms full of warm, sweet-smelling teen-age cunt, and he loved it. But it looked like she wasn't going to let him get very far.
Debbie was protecting her cunt like it was the Hope Diamond.
When the issue is in doubt, use force. That had always been Doug's motto. And he was big enough to get away with it. Especially with a confused young teenager.
Doug picked Debbie up, scooping her effortlessly into his powerful arMs. "Oh!" she squealed. "You.. . you better put me down."
But Doug had never yet met a girl who didn't secretly like his caveman approach. Especially when she was already as turned-on as Debbie seemed to be. She continued protesting as he carried her into the bedroom, but her struggles were unconvincing.
Doug dumped the girl on the bed. She bounced once, her short skirt flying up, giving Doug a glimpse of her panties. Before she had stopped bouncing, he was dawn on the bed next to her, his hands holding her firmly in place.
Doug began all over again, more slowly this time. The best way to shut up a girl's protests is to kiss her, so he clamped his lips down tightly against hers. Debbie immediately became so interested in fucking the tip of her tongue against his that she forgot that she was now on Doug's bed, in a house empty of anybody else.
Doug spent the next ten minutes getting to know Debbie's tits. He left her blouse alone at first, molding his hands to the soft contour of her big breasts. He could feel the girl's nipples hardening under his expert touch, making two firm little mounds under the thin material of her blouse.
Only when he had the girl lying splayed out, breathing raggedly under him, did Doug start working his fingers in under her blouse. Down into the open vee of her neckline, under the elastic top of her bra. Soft silky tit-flesh, hot and moist and finally the puckered lift of her nipples.
"Ooooohhh," Debbie sighed as Doug's fingertips went to work on her nipples. Without taking off the girl's blouse, he had explored nearly every inch of her firm young tits.
Only when the girl was a panting, moaning mass of helpless desire did he unbutton her blouse. She let him roll her over a little so hat he could unfasten her bra. The tricky catch fought back for a moment, making Doug curse under his breath. But then it came loose and he peeled the bra from the girl's tits, pushing it up high.
"Jesus," he exclaimed softly, staring down at the two milky-white, rose-tipped mounds. Debbie's tits were even better than he'd expected, billowing up softly, rising and falling in time to the girl's excited breathing.
Doug sucked the nearest nipple into his mouth. Debbie quivered. "Oooohhhh," she moaned, her back arching, shoving her fit up against Doug's face. He shifted to the other tit, licking at the swiftly hardening nipple, making it puff up, glistening with saliva.
It was then, when all the girl's attention was on the bliss he was licking into her tits that Doug slyly worked his leg in between hers. Now, she wouldn't be able to clamp her legs together when he went to work an her pussy.
Which was next on the agenda.
Realizing the girl was still a little uptight, Doug held himself back. He started running his fingertips lightly up and down Debbie's inner thighs, over the incredibly smooth, soft flesh. He could tell by the way she stiffened each time his hand neared her cunt that he'd better take his time.
So he distracted her attention by paying more attention to her tits. Doug sucked first one, then the other, propping up both cushiony mounds with his hands, fondling them into fleshy peaks, with the pebble-hard nipples close together.
For the first time, Debbie began to grow aggressive. Her hands cradled Doug's face, guiding his hotly working mouth over her throbbing tits. Eyes closed in ecstasy, Debbie quivered and moaned on Doug's big bed.
The girl did twitch when his hand finally made contact with her cunt, but not badly. Still cautious, Doug merely tailed the backs of his fingers over the fleshy mound on the first pass. Feeling secure because she still had her panties on, Debbie let him go on. Her legs gaped open a little, letting him know she liked what he was doing.
The first thing Doug noticed was how wet Debbie's cunt was. The crotch of her panties was soaked. As he pressed firmly down, the slick nylon squished, and a warm flood of cunt-juice gushed over his fingers.
"Mmmmmm," Debbie sighed. Her hips weren't moving yet, but her whole pelvic area quivered as Doug started working on her cunt.
Pressing the soaked nylon right up into the girl's slit, Doug felt her plump pussy-lips close around the edges of his finger. His fingernail was right over her vagina. He could sense the hollowness underneath the nylon.
For a full five minutes Doug massaged the girl's cunt through her panties. Debbie loved it. With his mouth on her tits and his hand on her cunt, the girl was in heaven. Panting and moaning, she writhed beneath the big man's heavy body. Her legs were splayed . out rigidly, quivering as he dug the backs of his knuckles into her pussy-flesh.
Picking a strategic moment when the girl seemed most out of control, Doug once again mashed his lips down against hers. While the girl gasped and panted up into his mouth, the big man wormed one finger up under the leg band of her panties.
He felt her flinch as he accidentally pulled out one of her pussy hairs. Then his finger was sunk in naked, juicy emit, gliding up and down the heated length of her gushing slit.
"Mmmmnnnn . . .nnnnggghhhhh," Debbie moaned into his mouth.
She twisted a little, as if afraid of having his finger moving past the shield of her panties. But then his fingertip slid up into her cunt, and Debbie quivered all over with delight. Her legs fell farther open, drawing up a little so that Doug had an easier path up into her tight little hole.
Pressing his palm flat against the girl's loins, Doug shoved his finger as far up inside her snatch as it would go. He swirled it around and around, opening her up, stretching her tight cuntal opening as much as he could. The way it was now, it would never take his big cock. And he sure as hell meant to fuck this hot little bitch.
But Doug was surprised when he tried to take off Debbie's panties. It seemed to her that by now she must be hot enough for anything. But long years of training had made the girl depend on her panties for security. Not that she was a virgin, but she was still a little afraid of Doug. He was so much older than her, and so incredibly big.
"No!" she panted. "No!"
Debbie would have been content to just let Doug finger her cunt and lick her tits. She knew she could cum that way. As a matter of fact, she wasn't very far from it.
In the back of her mind lurked the fear that Doug's wife might come back. With most of her clothing still on, all she could have to do is leap off the bed and button her blouse. But naked.
However, Doug wasn't about to be stopped now. He changed tactics, running his hand down under the waistband of Debbie's panties, attacking her cunt from above. Almost instantly Debbie quieted down as she felt her cunt being filed with his pumping finger again.
Doug waited until the girl was fully involved with the bliss up inside her pussy hole. Then he suddenly pulled his finger free of her snatch and whipped her panties down over her hips. The flimsy garment was down below her knees before the girl knew what was happening. Instantly Doug left the panties alone and once again sank his fingers in the girl's hot little pie.
After that it was easy to push the panties free of Debbie's legs while she writhed around the finger in her cunt. Debbie made no complaint when Doug continued undressing her.
Christ, what a gorgeous little doll! Doug thought excitedly as he stripped Debbie naked. She lay staring up at him, her eyes smoky with passion. Her big tits jutted up, the nipples soft and swollen. The girl's waist was more slender than he'd expected. Her slit gleamed wet and pink under the soft flossy fur.
Doug tore his clothes off and stretched out next to the girl. Her body welcomed -him as he reached out. Once again his hand sought out her cunt, slithering up into her dripping wet slit. He felt Debbie's vagina flower open to receive his finger.
"Oooh...oooh...OOOOh....it feels so good!" Debbie panted. Her hips churned up against his hand. "Are you going to fuck me?" she asked.
Hearing the lewd wards lit Doug on fire. He felt his cock lurch into life. "You bet your ass, baby," he growled.
"C-Can you eat me first?" she stammered, blushing. "I . . . I really like it."
Doug's eyes opened in surprise. A request was the last thing he'd expected. Well, why not? She sure as hell had a sweet little box.
Sliding down on the bed, Doug poised his head just above Debbie's cunt. It gaped open, moisture running out of the pink center slit, smearing over the girl's inner thighs. A musky exciting odor filled his nostrils.
Jesus, how often did a man get his hands on a teen-age cunt?
Savoring every moment, Doug placed a thumb on each side of the girl's plump pussy lips and slowly pried them apart. For several seconds he stared into her pink pussy slit. The inner lips were swollen, dark with passion. Farther down, her vagina petaled open, pulsing eagerly.
But it was the girl's clitoris that interested Doug the most. The tender little love-bud quivered timidly, peeping out from behind its fleshy covering It was the most virginal-looking part of Debbie's cunt.
Suddenly bending forward, Doug buried his head between Debbie's legs- His tongue shot up into her pussy slit, seeking out her cit. When he found it, Doug felt the girl jerk underneath him.
"Aaaaaahhhh," Debbie moaned as Doug's tongue lanced up into her cunt. Her belly sucked in.
Her legs quivered madly. "It feels so good. . . It feels so good. It feels just as good as when Champ does it.. . but I don't let him fuck me."
"Who's Champ?" Doug mumbled around a mouthful of pussy-flesh.
"My neighbor. Champ's a great big jock.
I taught him to lick me when I was only eighteen," Debbie panted.
Her legs had drawn up, bent at the knees. She let them fall open so that Doug could work his broad shoulders in between them. Her cunt was wide open to him, a fur-fringed gash, wet with pussy-juice.
"Ooooohhhhh ... . oooohhhhh ... stick your tongue up my cunt ... make me cum!" Debbie was whining.
Doug was amazed. Apparently the girl wasn't as innocent as he had thought. Christ! Taught her neighbor to lick her cunt when she was eighteen! Shit. The hell with this cunt eating. He had to stick his cock up her now. Right now! No more playing around!
"Oooohhhh," Debbie said disappointedly as Doug pulled his mouth away from her cunt.
She had been so close to cumming. But her enthusiasm flared up again as she felt Doug's hard cock dragging its way up her leg.
"You're going to fuck me now, aren't you?" she panted. "You're the oldest man I ever fucked." Which made Doug wince, because he was only thirty-two. And Debbie wasn't the youngest girl he'd ever fucked. Not by far. Not even recently.
The girl's hand closed eagerly on his erect cock. Then her eyes opened wide with surprise, almost shock.
"It's. . . it's so big!" she burst out. Her fingers barely closed around the thick throbbing shaft. "I. . . I've never been fucked by a cock as big as this," she said.
"Don't worry about it, kid," Doug grunted. "You'll love every inch of it."
Doug climbed between the girl's open legs. Now she could clearly see his cock. Up to now she'd been too entranced by what Doug's hands and mouth had been doing to her body to pay any attention to his cock. But now it jutted from his loins as he knelt between her thighs, a fleshy stake that looked as big around as her waist. And long. Impossibly long.
"I . . . I don't know . . " she whimpered, staring at the huge cock. But Doug wasn't about to let the girl back out now. Not now that she was spread-caged beneath him, her cunt only inches from the tip of his pulsing cock.
"You'll love he reminded her. "There doesn't that feel good?"
Moving in closer, Doug started rubbing the knobby end of his cock up and down Debbie's pussy-slit. He eagerly watched her outer cunt-lips spread open by the huge probe.
"Mmmmmnnnnn," Debbie sighed.
She seemed to like the feel of his cock against her, but she was keeping her eyes shut for safety, The more he rubbed, the more excited the girl seemed to get. Her hips began to make little tentative movements upward, against his cock.
Doug knew the girl was ready. He sure as hell was! With her lush little teen-age body lying beneath him, her cunt gaping open with the tip of his cock half-buried in soft wet flesh, he couldn't be anything but ready.
Goddamn, he had to fuck her! He had to fuck her now!
Before Debbie quite knew what he was doing, Doug burrowed the tip of his cock a little way up into her cuntal open in and began to shove.
Debbie's eyes flew open. "Oh!" she exclaimed. Obviously it felt good as the tip of Doug's big organ slid up inside her snatch.
But then the main body of the big man's cock started pounding up into the girl, painfully spreading her tight little cunt. Her eyes jerked half-shut, tight and narrow.
"Oh!" she exclaimed again, but this time it was a yelp of pain.
"It's too big.. . too big! You're hurting me!" she whimpered, trying to writhe away.
But Doug wasn't about to stop. A look of ecstasy spread over his face as he felt his cock being swallowed by Debbie's cunt. The hot slippery inner walls were clinging tightly to his throbbing organ. He groaned with pleasure.
"Please... please ... " Debbie moaned, gritting her teeth. But Doug kept shoving his prick straight up into her cunt, until it was sunk to the hilt. His balls settled into the crack of her ass.
Then he rested, half-propped up on his anus, staring down at the girl he was fucking. Debbie's face was flushed, her eyes filled with a mixture of lust and fear. Her tongue darted out, pink and sharp-pointed, licking nervously at suddenly dry lips. Her chest heaved up and down, making her tits quiver.
"I'm afraid," Debbie whimpered.
"Afraid?" Doug asked. "Doesn't this feel good?" And he flexed the tip of his cock, far up inside Debbie's cunt.
The girl's eyes widened. "It hurts. . . a little," she whispered.
Doug flexed his cock again.
"Oooohhhhh," the girl moaned, but this time it was a moan of surprised pleasure. Instinctively her hips gyrated upwards a little, seeking more- of Doug's cock. Her pussy was slowly opening up, accommodating itself to the big cock filling it.
With a grin of triumph, Doug drew his cock part way out of the snug wet nest surrounding it. Debbie quivered and whimpered.
"Okay, baby," Doug gritted out. "Now you're gonna get fucked!"
Bracing himself, the big man began to ram his cock steadily in and out of the moaning girl's tight snatch. As her cunt opened up more and more, he increased the tempo of his fucking, until his cock was flashing wildly in and out between her soft pussy lips.
Neither Doug nor Debbie was aware of the woman standing in the doorway, stunned, as she stared at the scene of lust. It was Caroline, Doug's wife.
Chapter Two
Caroline had driven halfway to her Tupperware party before she remembered she had forgotten her checkbook. Sighing resignedly, she turned around and drove back to the house.
To her surprise, she saw that Doug's car was still in the driveway. "That's funny," she murmured. "I thought he had an appointment."
She wondered idly if he had sent home the babysitter. Strange how quiet it was, she thought a she quietly let herself into the living room. Doug usually had the television on when he was home.
Caroline's checkbook was in the top drawer of her dresser in the bedroom. She was almost to the bedroom door when she heard the sounds.
Stopping dead, Caroline could hardly believe she was hearing what she was hearing. There was no mistaking the quick panting breaths and low earthy moans for anything else. Somebody was making love.
For several seconds Caroline stood stupidly, her mouth hanging open. She searched frantically in her mind for some other kind of explanation for what she knew was going on inside the bedroom. Maybe it was just the babysitter and not Doug. Maybe Debbie had one of her boyfriends in there.
But then, why was Doug's car in the driveway?
Caroline almost turned away from the bedroom door and left the house. The thought of what she would see on the other side of that half-closed door made her sick.
But she had to know far sure.
With a trembling hand, Caroline slowly pushed the door open. Automatically she looked toward the bed. Oh God! Caroline's hand went to her mouth as she stared at Doug and Debbie.
Caroline was opposite the lower left-hand corner of the bed. She was staring almost straight up Debbie's splayed legs, and she could see that Doug was rubbing the tip of his big cock up and down the girl's pussy-slit.
Too stunned to react, Caroline just stood there staring, chewing on her knuckles. She was still standing there frozen, her mind blank, when Doug started ramming his thick rod up into the young girl's cunt.
Why aren't I doing anything? Caroline wondered. Why am just letting them go ahead with it?
She seemed unable to move or make a sound.
Oddly enough, she was wondering how Doug's huge shaft was going to fit up inside Debbie's tight young cunt. She had often wondered how that obscenely big prick ever fitted up her own cunt.
Now she was going to see how it was done. Caroline heard Debbie moaning and shrieking for mercy as Doug shoved his cock up into her pussy. From her vantage point, Caroline saw the girl's pussy-lips spread impossibly far apart. Her cuntal opening resisted for a moment, holding up the steady advance of Doug's cock.
Then the tight sphincter muscles gave up the fight. Doug's prick slowly shoved up inside the narrow channel. It looked to the watching Caroline as if it was taking everything up inside with it-the tender pink inner pussy-lips, some of the sparse, light-colored cunt-hair, everything.
Then Doug's bulk blotted out the babysitter's cunt. He was all the way in. Caroline stared at his massive testicles, resting in between Debbie's ass-cheeks.
Caroline heard it all, saw it all. She heard Debbie's growing squeals of pleasure when Doug flexed his cock-tip up inside her cunt. Saw the girl's first tentative reactions. And then, before she knew it, her husband was fucking wildly into the young blonde's twat.
Several times Caroline almost broke her silence. She knew it would be only right if she screamed, yelled, raved, ordered her husband to stop fucking the babysitter. But the shock of stumbling onto this totally unexpected scene had numbed the surprised wife. There were no screams in her.
So all Caroline did was watch Doug and Debbie fuck the hell out of each other. She watched her husband's long thick cock thunder in and out of Debbie's. cunt. She had never seen anybody fuck before. She was amazed that there seemed to be so much moisture gushing out of Debbie's cunt. The girl's inner thighs and ass-cheeks were smeared with it.
Doug's cock gleamed wetly. Debbie's pussy hair was soaked, plastered flat against her cunt-lips.
With a twinge of pain, Caroline realized Debbie had a very pretty body. Her tits were particularly nice, even the way they were flattened out under Doug's weight. But then, Caroline knew she herself had a nice body. And Doug was always telling her what fabulous tits she had.
Caroline's anger and hurt were rapidly surfacing. She was near a monumental explosion. But it was held back by her fascination as she watched the couple on the bed fuck.
Carol realized it looked kind of pretty, what they were doing. And very sexy. If it weren't her husband cheating on her, then maybe she would find it exciting too.
God! The son-of-a-bitch was cheating on her! The full realization hit Caroline. Instantly her rage boiled up. But just then, Debbie uttered a piercing little shriek, and her body contorted wildly.
"Jesus Christ.. . me too!" Doug panted. "AAAAARRRGGGHHH!"
Even if Caroline had yelled, she doubted either of the two on the bed would have heard her. Shaking with rage and hurt, she watched her husband pump his sperm up into the babysitter's soft little belly. She could see Doug's balls drawing tightly up against his body. The base of his cock protruded from Debbie's cunt, pumping steadily. A thick stream of cum was gushing back out the girl's cunt, dripping down onto the bedspread. Caroline's bedspread!
Caroline wondered if she looked as wild as Debbie when she came. The girl's body was writhing and bucking, totally out of control. If Doug hadn't been so big, he might have had trouble holding her down.
"Damn little bitch," Caroline muttered under her breath.
Doug and Debbie had finished cumming. Then, when the two were lying tightly clasped together, Caroline spoke.
"You rotten, cheating bastard," she said.
She was amazed at how quietly she spoke. She bad meant it to be a scream. But the effect was the same as if she had.
Doug's body stiffened. Debbie's head turned around, her eyes widening in honor as she saw Caroline.
"Oh, no! No!" the girl shrieked. "Oh, help! No!"
"You asshole!" Caroline said. Her voice was rising, not quite a scream yet but getting there. "You. . . you motherfucker!"
"Hey, wait, baby," Doug replied desperately. "It's not as bad as it looks."
"You son-of-a-bitch! I'm going to leave you!" Caroline yelled. She started backing toward the door.
"No, wait. . . I'll explain," Doug said hastily. He was trying to get up, but Debbie, . totally out of control with fear and shame was trying to hide her nakedness underneath his big body, holding tightly to him. Possibly for protection. She read the murder in Caroline's eyes.
"Jesus... let go of me, you little bitch," Doug roared, trying to work free of Debbie's clinging arMs. His cock had slipped out of her cunt and was leaving a trail of cum across the bedspread.
Finally breaking loose, Doug saw Caroline dart out the bedroom door. "You'll e... you'll see!" she was yelling. "I'll show you, you rotten bastard!"
"Would you shut the fuck up!" Doug shouted at
Debbie, who was shrieking loudly.
He started after Caroline, but his feet caught in a pile of discarded clothing on the floor. He fell heavily, cracking his head against the doorknob. Stunned, he was slow in getting up, and by the time he got to the living room, Caroline had slammed the front door behind her.
He was halfway out after her when he remembered he was naked. By the time he'd made up his mind to go out naked anyhow, he heard Caroline's car screeching out of the driveway.
"Ahh.. shit!" Doug said.
Goddamn. All these years fucking other women and now he'd finally got caught pronging the babysitter on the bed he shared with his wife. Jesus, she'd never forgive him.
He was back in the bedroom. Then he remembered Debbie. She was curled up on the bed in a fetal position, her head hidden under her arMs. He had to shake her before she looked up.
"She's gone," he said woodenly.
Debbie stared up at him with tear-filled eyes. Watching her lying there, he realized once again what a good-looking little piece she was. His cock lurched.
"What are we going to do? What are we going to do?" Debbie said miserably.
Doug looked down at his cock. It was half-erect again and growing fast. Then he stared at Debbie's cunt. It gaped pinkly, wide-open from the tremendous fucking he'd given it. Sliding one hand down between the girl's thighs, his fingertips moved up and down the slippery channel.
"I don't know about you, baby, but I'm gonna do some fucking," Doug said thickly. Jesus, he never could resist a cunt.
Debbie welcomed Doug on top of her almost as if he were a security blanket. Her soft young legs wrapped greedily around his waist as he sank his cock up into her cunt.
Doug figured that Caroline couldn't get much madder than she already was, so he might as well get all he could while the getting was good.
And oh, what a sweet fuck this hot little bitch was. Once, twice, three times? What did it matter? When he'd fucked Debbie's brains out, then he'd go look for Caroline. Maybe she would have cooled down by then.
"Okay, baby, hang on for a real ride," Doug panted, his cock half out of Debbie's cunt, ready to plunge back up inside. When he slammed his hips down, Debbie's squeal of pleasure echoed through the house.
Caroline nearly hit a pedestrian before she decided she was in no condition to drive. The man she had almost run down stood next to the curb, yelling at her.
"The bastard probably cheats on his wife too," Caroline muttered.
She realized she was crying. Where could she go? She needed to get hold of herself.
A cocktail sign caught her eye. As good a place as any. Oh God, how she needed a drink!
As she parked, Caroline savagely ground the right front tire into the curb, remembering how that upset Doug. Dabbing at her face with Kleenex, she made herself fairly presentable before going into the bar.
It was a quiet little place, dimly lit, with almost nobody else in it. Thankful for the privacy, Caroline took a booth across from the bar and ordered a very strong, double-shot mixed drink.
The alcohol helped. Within five minutes, Caroline was able to think again, without her mind whirling around like a merry-go-round.
Oh, the bastard! The phrase kept cropping up in her thoughts. How could Doug have done a thing like this to her? After six years of marriage?
Trying to find something to soothe the hurt, Caroline made an attempt to blame herself. If she only hadn't hired that pretty little babysitter. Maybe it had just been too tempting for Doug.
Then the awful thought that maybe this hadn't been the first time began to plow in Caroline's mind. Or the first girl. Little by little, half-remembered instances began to come back to her, occurrences she'd ignored at the time, but which, she now realized, she should have paid more attention to.
The bastard had been doing it all the time, all along! Caroline had no doubt of it! It had taken the sudden shock of actually catching him in the act to wake her up.
So that was what her sister, Linda, had been hinting about a couple of months ago! She should have known!
Caroline's hurt was once again changing to anger. Made a fool of all these years! And what really bothered her was the fact that she'd been so scrupulously faithful herself. There'd been times, sure, when her cunt had heated up over another man, but she'd always fought down the feeling.
Once, with Bob, she'd almost ... but at the last minute she couldn't betray Doug.
Oh, the bastard. She'd leave him, that was for sure. But was that enough? Uh-uh. Suddenly Caroline realized that what she wanted was revenge.
And what better revenge than doing to Doug what he'd done to her? Fucking somebody else. Then she'd find some way to rub his nose in it.
Caroline felt a hot surge of excitement well up in her. Panty because of her desire to get even with
Doug. But mostly because she realized she was now free to fuck whomever she wanted. She had freed her on mind. And it was so easy for a woman to' get fucked nowadays.
Caroline glanced up just as a man sitting at the bar glanced at her. He had, of comic, been glancing at her before, because Caroline was a very good-looking woman. But now, with her face lighted with a knowing sensuousness, the man was so surprised he almost dropped his drink.
God, if he'd ever seen a woman who wanted to get laid, this was her!
Getting up from his bar stool, the man walked toward Caroline's booth. Caroline found herself looking up at a slender, good-looking man. She was glad he was slightly built. It was a good thing her first fling outside her marriage should be a man totally unlike the tail, powerfully-built Doug.
And then it occurred to Caroline she had never fucked any other man than Doug. Never in her life. She had been a virgin when they met in school. Doug was the lint and only.
Up until now.
Staring up at the man, Caroline felt a moist heat building up between her thighs as she realized she was probably going to be fucking the man standing in front of her. Sex crackled in the air.
"Mind if I join you?" the man asked.
Caroline liked his voice. It was quiet but lively at the same time. He had a nice face and looked like he might be in his early thirties.
"I'd like it very much," she replied. Should she be coquettish? Or just natural? She'd never tried to seduce a man before.
The man sat down. "My name's Pat," he said. "What's yours?"
"Caroline. Caroline Corman."
Caroline had caught herself staring at the man's crotch as he sat down. It was promisingly filled. As she realized that in a little while Pat's cock might be fucking up into her cunt, Caroline felt herself growing hotter. Her panties were growing warm and soggy with pussy juice. What if Pat could actually smell it?
Caroline remembered how Doug's cock had looked sliding in and out of Debbie's cunt. She hadn't thought it looked very sexy then, because her husband was cheating on her with another woman. But now, as she remembered that stiff rod shoving up into those soft-looking, wet depths, she was afraid she was going to actually start panting. It was getting hard to breathe.
"I . . .I. . . do you like this place?" Caroline abruptly asked.
"It's okay," Pat said cautiously. "Why?"
"Because... because I'd like to go somewhere else," Caroline blurted out. "Someplace where we could..."
Is it really going to be this easy? Pat was wandering. He had been attracted to Caroline when she'd first walked in the bar. A damned fine-looking woman, dark hair, big tits, and she really knew how to wiggle her ass when she moved. Jesus, he'd never seen a woman who looked so horny!
"Yeah.. . I know a really quiet place," he said, getting up. "Come on, I'll take you there." What he didn't say was that the place was his apartment.
When Caroline stood up, he was surprised to find she was almost as tall as he was. A damned fine-looking woman. Christ, he sure hoped this worked out, because he wanted to fuck her in the worst way. He was already getting a hard-on just looking at her. He stood up carefully, so it wouldn't show.
But it did.
All the way out to the parking lot, Caroline was aware of the growing bulge in Pat's pants. And he was aware of her big tits, bouncing and jouncing beside him as they headed toward his car.
Suddenly they were in one another's arms. Caroline was vaguely aware, as Pat's tongue wormed into her mouth, how much different his body felt than Doug's. Her arms barely fit around Doug's bulk. Pat felt so slim and alive.
His hands were all over her tits. She loved it, gasping and moaning up into his mouth. Caroline felt as if she were on fire. Her entire body trembled with lust. Most of all, she was aware of his hard cock, pressing against her lower belly through his pants.
And then his hand was hitching up her skirt, working up underneath. Caroline eagerly spread her thighs as she felt Pat's hand groping upward toward her cunt. There was a brief moment of fumbling, and then his finger was slipping underneath the leg band of her panties. With a shudder of delight Caroline felt the finger shoving up into her cunt.
"Oooohhhhhh," the horny housewife moaned.
A vivid image of how Doug's cock had looked going up into Debbie's cunt flared in her mind. She men tally watched that tight little hole stretch and stretch, flaring open And then she came. Suddenly Caroline was bucking madly against Pat's hand, her pussy-walls clamping desperately around his finger. A hot gush of cunt-juice ran down into his palm, soaking right through her panties.
Caroline was stunned. She'd never cum this easily in her life. It felt as if someone had set off a bomb up inside her cunt. Oh, she was ready for this. Yes, she was ready.
"Hey! Hey! Look at the broad hump!" a raucous voice suddenly called. A chorus of giggles echoed it.
Jumping apart, Pat and Caroline saw several teen-agers clustered near the back entrance of the bar.
"Let's get in the car," Pat murmured.
As they slid into the front scat, the teen-agers gave a final few cat-calls and drifted away. Pat and Caroline were left alone. She expected him to drive away, but he just sat behind the wheel, breathing heavily.
And then she saw why. The front of his pants were tented out grotesquely. He had an enormous erection.
Caroline gasped. Her cunt still throbbed from her incredibly fast climax. And only a few inches away was a hard ready cock.
"Let me see it," she half-whispered, her hands reaching out eagerly.
"Oh, Jesus, be careful," Pat moaned as her trembling fingers unzipped his fly. Caroline reached in. Her roping fingers closed around Pat's rigid cock.
"It's so hot!" she gasped. The rubbery shaft burned and throbbed against her hand. She longed to see it, so she started slowly working it out through the open fly.
"Take it easy," Pat warned her. "Or I'll cum in my pants."
Caroline didn't want that, so she worked the swollen prick out carefully. The head caught on the edge of the fly and then popped free. The whole bloated rod sprang out straight, long and hard.
"It's so big!" Caroline murmured.
It was indeed a big cock for such a slender man as Pat. And it was growing bigger. Caroline could see it pulse larger every time the blood surged into it.
The tip was a swollen purple knob.
Caroline couldn't keep her hands off it. She reached out and wrapped her fingers around the shaft. It jerked and twitched inside the circle of her hand.
"Uuuuhhhh," Pat moaned.
His, head fell back against the seat. He had moved more toward the center of the car when Caroline first started opening his fly, to be free of the steering wheel.
"Hey! You're gonna make me...
Pat choked as Caroline started pumping fiercely on his cock. She was so excited she couldn't have stopped even if she wanted to. She was thrilled by the way the loose skin slid smoothly over the hard inner core. The' fingers of her other hand dipped down into Pat's open fly and began to tickle his balls.
.... . gonna make me CUUUUMMMM!" Pat yelled.
His back arched, shoving his loins up hard. His cock was pointing straight at the windshield when he came. Caroline felt the tube on the underside the jerking shaft start to flex and pulse. A jet of semen shot out and splattered over the windshield. Then another.. . and another.
Thrilled, Caroline found she could direct the spurting cum. She squeezed the trembling prick each time it pulsed. For a moment he was completely in her power as she pumped the cum up from his balls.
And then Pat's cock was shrinking in her hand. A last trickle of semen welled out the end and dripped onto her hand. She watched the slippery white glob run down toward her wrist.
"Oh, Jesus ... I thought I was going to die," Pat moaned as he stuffed his cock back in his pants. "The first time I looked at you in the bar I thought I was going to shoot off right in my pants."
Caroline was flattered. "Really?" she said. She didn't say that the mere sight of Pat walking toward her in the bar had made the juices cream out of her pussy.
"Let's get to my house before we kill each other right here in the car," Pat said.
Neither of them was pretending any more. They both wanted to fuck and they knew it.
Fortunately, the drive to Pat's place was short. He lived in a small house set well back on the lot. They would have plenty of privacy.
Once in the bedroom, both Pat and Caroline became suddenly a little shy. Their quick orgasms outside the bar had taken some of the edge off their horniness. Each still had a powerful desire to fuck, but now they had more chance to look at one another.
"Do you want me to undress??' Caroline asked, blushing a little.
"Let me do it for you," Pat said.
Almost reverently he began taking off Caroline's clothes. He unbuttoned her blouse first and laid it carefully aside. For a moment he looked at her bra, at the creamy flesh bulging slightly over the top edge.
Reaching around behind her, he undid the catch and pulled the bra from her body, peeling the straps down her arMs. Caroline's big tits swung free, the nipples hardening a little as the fresh air washed over them.
"Beautiful . . . beautiful . . . "Pat breathed;
Caroline's tits were large and beautifully shaped, swooping out gracefully from her body. As Caroline drew in a long shuddering breath, the big mounds lifted high, then settled, quivering.
Pat had a hard time taking his eyes off Caroline's breasts long enough to take off the rest of her clothes. Unzipping her skirt, he let, it fall in a puddle of cloth round her feet. Wearing only her panties, her fingers ruffled his hair as he knelt in front of her.
Before pulling off Caroline's panties, Pat gently ran his fingertips over the soft mound of her pussy, feeling the flesh give under the smooth nylon.
Then, hooking his fingers in the waistband of the brunette's panties, Pat pulled slowly down. Her curly dark pubic hair was bared inch by inch. He could see it curling in toward the center, where it covered her pussy slit.
"Oh, Jesus!" Pat breathed. He buried his face between Caroline's legs. The way she was standing, he couldn't actually work his mouth into her slit, but he loved the warm rich smell of her cunt and the way her pussy hair tickled his nose.
"Come on - you take your clothes off too," Caroline said softly.
With both of them working at it, he was naked in seconds. They moved apart for a moment, looking at one another.
"God, but you're beautiful," Pat gasped, hardly able to speak. His eyes swept up and down Caroline's lush figure. While she was a big girl, she didn't give the impression of bigness. She was just all woman.
Caroline was pleased with the way Pat looked too. Naked, lie looked fuller, still slender, but well-formed, no fat on him anywhere. Because he was so slender, his cock looked extra-large as it dangled between his thighs. Even soft, like it was now. Or half-soft, because it seemed to be growing a little.
Caroline's cunt throbbed with desire. She wanted to get fucked. She sat down on the edge of the bed and wriggled backwards, until she was lying full-length on her back.
"Come here and make love to me," she said, holding out her arms toward Pat.
"I just can't believe it," he panted. "I've never fucked anybody as beautiful as you before."
His hands began to roam all over Caroline's body. He squeezed her tits, the soft flesh bulging out between his fingers. He sucked her nipples into his mouth. They felt like hard little beads against his tongue.
Caroline pushed her tits inward, squeezing the big mounds together, while Pat pillowed his face against them, all the time licking and sucking.
"Oooohhhh... I feel so hot!" she panted. She loved having this stranger caressing her body. She wondered why she had never been smart enough to be unfaithful before. She could have taken lessons in how to do it from Doug.
A simmer of resentment flared up inside Caroline as she remembered the years she had felt guilty if she even looked at another man. And all that time dear old Doug had been getting his. Well, she'd show him from now on!
Pat's hand crept down over her belly and was prowling through the thick tangle of her pubic hair. Caroline parted her legs eagerly. Her slit gaped open, and Pat's finger slipped into her pussy slit, grazing over her cit.
"Mmmmmm," Caroline sighed happily. She'd show them all! She'd be the most wanton, horniest woman since Mae West.
"Ooooohhhh... I'm hot enough... fuck me, she panted.
Pat's finger had worked up into her pussy-hole and was swishing around in tide. She'd felt it there before, in the parking lot. And it had given her an orgasm. But she wanted something bigger up inside her hungry cunt. She wanted a cock!
Caroline fumbled between her body and Pat's, searching for his cock. But when she found it, she was surprised.
It was still soft. If anything, it was softer than it had been a few minutes ago.
Caroline wrapped her fingers around the rubbery shaft and started pumping on it. "Hey ... what's the matter?" she asked in alarm when she realized it wasn't getting any bigger.
"I. . . I don't know," Pat said, shame-faced. "Maybe it's because you're so Goddamned beautiful, and I'm not used to that. Jesus.. . your tits! Or maybe it's because I shot off in the car just a little while ago."
"You mean you're not going to be able to fuck?" Caroline gasped in honor. Oh, no... not after she'd let herself get so excited.
"I didn't say that," Pat blurted out. "It's just that... it may take a little doing."
Caroline felt crushed. Then she decided it would be foolish to let her lust be defeated so easily. If she wanted to be a libertine, maybe she'd better start acting like one.
"Let me see what I can do," she said huskily. She smiled at Pat, a soft sexy smile that she knew raised his blood pressure by a couple of points.. She could tell by the way he was having a hard time breathing.
Caroline shifted her position so that her head was right next to Pat's loins, her face close to his cock. She rolled his flaccid prick between her fingers. It flopped listlessly.
"Let's blow a little life into it," she purred.
"What are you gonna do?"
"I'm going to suck your cock," Caroline answered. "I'm going to suck it until it gets hard enough to shove up my cunt."
Caroline could hardly believe she was saying these lewd words. Earlier in the evening she'd been a model housewife., off to her Tupperware party, faithful to her husband, an efficient housekeeper. Now she was lying naked on a bed with a stranger, about to put his cock in her mouth.
"Aaaaahhhh," Pat moaned as Caroline sucked his limp dick into her mouth. Her mouth was hot inside, and when her tongue wrapped around the tip of his prick, he thought he was going to go through the ceiling.
"Oh, Christ, but that feels good," Pat panted. "Is the damned thing getting hard?"
Caroline shook her head. No matter how good her mouth might feel around Pat's prick, it wasn't responding Then she remembered something Doug had taught her. They didn't do it as much any more, but when they were first married, they used to fuck until they were bath exhausted. Until Doug's cock was as limp and tired as Pat's was now. The son-of-a-bitch! He'd probably learned it from some other woman and then come home to teach it to her!
Caroline began to stretch Pat's cock with her lips, sliding her mouth down the rubbery shaft, pulling at it the way a bird pulls a worm out of the pound.
And it worked. With amazing speed, Pat's cock began to grow. Soon it was medium-hard, jutting into Caroline's mouth. Now she could work on the bone of it with her fingers, caressing, teasing.
Oooohhhh.. . your mouth feels like butter," Pat moaned. "Move around here, where I can reach your cunt."
Caroline wriggled sideways, until her was in reach of Pat's groping hand. His fingers slid between her thighs from behind. One of them worked its way up into her pussy.
"Mmmmppphhhh," she mumbled around her mouthful of cock.
Her ass ground back against Pat's hand. She quivered when he shoved another finger up into her cunt, then another. She could hear a wet sucking sound as he worked his fingers busily around up inside her pussy-hole.
Caroline was having a hard time breathing, and suddenly realized it was because her mouth was stuffed so full of cock. Pat's prick had swollen immensely. It was ready for her pussy now.
Caroline popped the swollen organ out c)f her mouth..
"Fuck me. . . for God's sake, fuck me!" she panted.
Wriggling into position on her back, she spread her legs, inviting Pat into her gaping snatch.
He moved in between her legs, massaging his swollen rod with one hand. Caroline stared up at him, at the rigid prick thrusting out from his loins. Oh, God. . . she was going to get fucked!
For a moment a twinge of guilt made her hesitate. After all, she was a married woman. Then she remembered Doug tucking the babysitter on their marriage bed.
"The sonofabitch," she muttered under her breath. She'd show him. Reaching don, she parted her pussy lips with one hand and guided Pat's cock into her snatch with the other.
"Oooohhhhh," Caroline moaned as she felt the smooth head of Pat's prick press against her cunt. Sighing, she slowly moved the bulbous knob up and down her pussy slit, pressing it hard against her clit.
Then Pat took over. He wanted his cock up inside this beautiful woman's juicy snatch. Pushing her hands out of the way, he worked his cock-tip up into the opening of her vagina. Jesus! She was tighter than he'd expected!
Once Caroline felt Pat's cock start up into her cunt, she knew she had to have it all the way up inside her.
"Fill me with cock!" she panted. "Shove it in." "Okay, baby," Pat replied shakily. He shuddered with pleasure as he felt his prick swallowed up by cunt. "Aaaaaahhhh," he moaned as his cock-tip lilt the far end of Caroline's pussy channel. "You're so hot inside!"
Pat felt as if his cock was buried in molten lava. Caroline's cunt clung tightly to his prick, the soft moist walls quivering and jerking around its bloated length.
"Fuck me. . . fuck me!" Caroline panted. She was no longer thinking of vengeance, thinking of Doug and Debbie. All that mattered to her now was the stiff prick up inside her shuddering cunt. Her hips jerked upward, shoving hard against Pat's loins, trying to coax his cock even deeper into her throbbing cunt. Pat gasped with delight. He knew he had a hot one on his hands.
Falling full length on Caroline's lush body, Pat began to fuck hard. His lean hips worked rhythmically, ramming his cock in and out of the moaning woman's body. He felt her cunt flowering open, welcoming his hard-driving prick up inside.
Caroline writhed and twisted. Gradually she became aware that something felt strange, and then she realized it was because Pat was so light. Usually, when she was being fucked by Doug, his massive weight lay heavily on her, mashing her down into the bed.
Experimenting, Caroline found that it was easier for her to move under Pat's slender body. She writhed and twisted her hips, moving her cunt in big circles, making his cock jerk and twitch up inside her mint.
"Hot bitch.. . hat bitch. . . " Pat moaned. He had his hands full, holding Caroline down. Her full tits were pressing upward against his chest. He loved the feel of her soft thighs wrapped desperately around his body. It had been his lucky night when he walked into the bar.
"Keep it up.. . keep fucking me hard," Caroline panted. "I'm close. . . so close!"
She had felt Pat's cock starting to swell. He was so excited he was obviously going to aim soon. Although Caroline would have liked to fuck longer, she was ready. Ready to cum.
"YAAAAAA.. ." Pat suddenly shouted. For a moment he stopped fucking, his head thrown back, his eyes open wide. Caroline could feel his cock trembling up inside her cunt.
Then the first jet up of cum spurted out of the tip of Pat's cock, drilling up into Caroline's cunt. She felt a hot wetness spreading inside herself. Almost immediately Pat started fucking frantically again, grunting and moaning, his hips thudding loudly against Caroline's groin.
Caroline let herself go. Her stomach muscles sucked in, she shuddered, and she was moaning and wailing, her body out of control, spasming on the bed.
Pat felt her pussy nibbling hungrily at his cock. It drove him nuts. Still bellowing with pleasure, he increased the speed of his wild fucking, plowing his cock up into Caroline's gushing cunt until both of them were too exhausted to move.
Chapter Three
Lying in a tangle of slippery flesh, Caroline and Pat caressed one another quietly until both had regained their breath.
"God, but you can fuck," Pat sighed.
Caroline squeezed her pussy muscles around his limp cock. Basking in the warm afterglow of a good fuck, she realized she felt wonderful. She searched cautiously in her mind for guilt. There didn't seem to be any, nor could she find much resentment toward Doug. Now that she had gotten her revenge, it didn't seem like revenge any more.
I've been missing something, she realized. Not so much sex, because there had been a fair amount of that with Doug, although he had fucked her less and less frequently lately.
No, what she had been missing was variety, adventure. The excitingly different feel of Pat's previously unknown cock and wiry slender body thrilled her. She knew she wanted, needed, more experiences like this. Slowly she realized how boring her life had become, with her boring duties as a housewife, her club meetings, the dull routine of everyday life.
Now, her resentment of Doug no longer lay in his having fucked the babysitter. She felt angry with him for having stifled her life for so long. It didn't occur to her that she was at least as much at fault as he was.
Nevertheless, she was now ready to do something about it. Suddenly life glittered with exciting possibilities. She was going to be a loose woman, a seductress. She was going to sample every cock she could make stand up and pay attention to her.
Suddenly there was the sound of the front door opening and closing. Someone had come into the house. Caroline immediately thought of Doug. Now it was her turn to fear being caught in the act. Even though she had just been paying her husband back in his own coin, she flinched at the thought of being caught in the act. - "It's only my roommate," Pat assured the startled young adulteress.
"Hey, Pat.. . you in there?" a male voice called. Caroline nervously pulled a blanket up around her.
"Sure, Art," Pat answered. "Be right out." He turned to Caroline. "You want anything? A drink of water maybe?"
Caroline nodded. Pat got up and pulled on his pants. He went out into the living room and Caroline could hear the low hum of voices. She had no doubt Pat was telling Art what a hot piece of tail he'd found.
Caroline was staffing to get irritated, when she decided she might be able to take advantage of Art's arrival. Even though Pat had fucked her well, it had been a short fuck, and she knew her hungry cunt could take a lot more.
Wrapping the blanket around herself, completely nude underneath, Caroline went into the living room. The conversation between the two men stopped abruptly when they saw her.
"Hi," Caroline said.
Art was a somewhat short but well-built man, with longish, thick, brown hair. Caroline decided he had a very nice face. She liked him.
Pat, after a moment's surprise, hastily introduced the two. He showed signs of wanting to go back into the bedroom, but Caroline sat down on the couch. Art sat in a chair opposite her, about five or six feet away.
Caroline set out to seduce the newcomer. Right in front of Pat. Her method was simple. She taunted him with her body.
She started when Pat brought her a glass of water. "Thank you," she said. When she reached up for the glass, she let the blanket fall away from her upper body a little, baring one big lush fit.
While she drank, she let her tit stay bare, very much aware of Art's admiring stare. Only after about a minute did she act as if she had suddenly discovered her fit was uncovered. She shrugged the blanket back in place, but negligently, so that it soon sagged again, letting a little of her nipple show.
"How long have you two been roommates?" she asked Art.
She leaned forward, putting her empty glass on a small table. Once again the blanket swung loose, giving Art a long glimpse of both her lovely tits. He seemed to be sweating.
"Umm.. . about six months," he said thickly. His eyes dropped lower on Caroline's body, because she had let her legs fall open a little. The bottom edges of the blanket slipped from her thighs. She knew Art had a straight view up her crotch. She parted her legs a little more, until she was sure he could see her pussy hair.
"Well.. . I'll say one thing," Caroline said matter-of-factly. "Your roommate can sure fuck."
Art's mouth dropped open. Pat looked distinctly nervous. No doubt he wanted to take his prize back into the bedroom.
Caroline made her voice low and throaty. "Are you a good fuck too?" he purred.
Art seemed too surprised to answer. Caroline had given up all pretense of covering herself with the blanket. It draped around her only enough to accentuate her nakedness. Her tits were bare, the nipples pointed out, but Art had the impression they were staring straight at him. Up between Caroline's sleek thighs he could clearly make out her cunt. Even the pink gleam of her, pussy slit, which was still gaping open a little from Pat's recent fucking.
"Do you like the way I look?" Caroline asked.
There was no doubt Art did. His cock was swelling inside his pants. His eyes fucked over Caroline's exposed body, back and forth between her tits and cunt. From time to time he glanced nervously at Pat, who was shifting his weight nervously from foot to foot a few feet away.
Caroline suspected there was considerable turmoil going on in Art's mind. His desire to fuck her was obvious. But he didn't want to move in on his roommate's woman.
Caroline was feeling wonderful. She loved the way these two men so obviously wanted her, both of them. Her pussy tingled as she realized what power she had over them. Now it was up to her to make things happen. Art and Pat would continue frying to face one another if she didn't step in.
"I'd like both of you to fuck me," she said simply. "How about it, Pat, do you mind?"
There wasn't much Pat could say, except a rather grudging yes.
"How about you, Art?" Caroline purred.
Art glanced at Pat. "You're sure it's really okay?" he asked nervously. Pat shrugged. By now, Art was so turned on, staring at Caroline, knowing she wanted him to fuck her, that he was ready to take any encouragement at all.
He got up from his chair and came over to sit down next to Caroline. He started touching her. First her tits. His hands glided gently over the silky mounds.
"Mmmmmm," Caroline sighed. Feeling completely wanton, she helped guide his hands toward her nipples. He cooperated, tweaking the little nubs until they were standing up, hard and swollen.
As much as she liked having her tits fondled, it was Caroline's cunt that needed attention. She took one of his hands firmly and put it between her legs. As she felt it touch her pussy, she shivered and clamped her legs tightly wound his head, shoving it against her pussy-lips.
For a few seconds Caroline was a little out of control, rubbing her cunt against the back of Art's hand. Then she could tell he wanted to shove his fingers up inside her, so she parted her legs.
One of Art's fingers slithered up into her snatch. It went in easily, because she was still wet and slippery from her fuck with Pat. And open enough so that very quickly Art had shoved two more fingers up her grateful twat.
"Oooohhhhh," Caroline sighed happily.
She settled back, her head lying on the couch-back, her eyes half-closed and dreamy. Her legs lewdly parted, she encouraged Art to shove his fingers in and out of her cunt. She was so wet that she could feel the juices squirt each time he finger-fucked his hand in and out.
"Mmmmmm," Caroline whimpered as Art bent down and started sucking on her tits. Combined with his finger work up inside her cunt, Art was heating up Caroline's entire body. She was ready to fuck, but his clothes were still on.
There was another problem. Pat was still standing in the same spot, a sullen look on his face.
She knew she'd have to get him involved in this, too, or there could be trouble.
"Let's get naked and all three get on the floor," Caroline said. She was panting so loudly from what Art had been doing to her tits and cunt that it was hard to get the words out But Art and Pat got the message. Art stripped his clothes off and followed Caroline eagerly down onto the carpet. Pat pulled his pants off and joined them, somewhat reluctantly, not wanting to be left out.
Caroline started paying particular attention to Pat. He was squatting on his heels next to her. She lay on her back on the soft thick carpet and began stroking his cock. As her hand glided gently over his relaxed prick, the tense look on his face began to diminish. Smiling, Caroline felt his cock slowly swell. He was getting interested.
Meanwhile, Art was lying don by Caroline's legs, beneath her. He was staring straight up her cunt, and he couldn't resist shoving his fingers up the juicy tunnel.
"Aaaaahhhh," Caroline sighed. She was feeling wonderful, particularly when Pat Waned forward and started caressing her tits. She was thrilled to think that two men were crouched naked next to her.
Art's cock was standing up straight and stiff. He stared at his fingers as they shoved up into
Caroline's cunt. He parted them, spreading Caroline's pussy opening. Her slit was running with moisture. He watched her pussy-hale clamping tightly around his fingers.
What the hell was he doing this for when he could just as well stuff his cock up that same sweet hole?
Leaving Caroline lying on her back, Art squirmed in under her legs, so that they lay bent across his body. He rolled on his side, working his cock up toward Caroline's cunt. With his body lying at right angles to Caroline's, it was an easy matter to shove his hard prick up into her ready gash.
Caroline quivered as she felt Art's swollen rod press slowly up into her cunt. "Ooohhhh . . . feels so wonderful," she moaned. "Shove it in ... shove it in all the way!"
She spread her legs wide, letting them drape over Art's body, opening herself so that he could have complete access to her shuddering cunt. Her hips ground slowly, rocking up against his loins, helping him work his cock around inside her hot pussy-hole.
Pat stared down to where his friend's cock was shoving slowly in and out of Caroline's cunt. He couldn't actually see it sliding in, but 'he could see the thick base of the meaty rod disappearing up into the girl's thick pubic hair.
And he could see the way she was reacting. God, but it must feel good to her! Caroline's face was flushed with pleasure, her lips swollen, her eyes dazed. Pat found he wasn't jealous any more, as he had first been when Caroline set out to seduce his roommate.
As he watched the two fucking in their unusual position, he began to grow very excited. His cock lurched fully erect. Caroline still had her fingers wrapped around it, but she was concentrating so much on Art's cock up inside her cunt that she wasn't doing much of anything with the big rod.
By God, he had to fuck her too, Pat decided. And since Art had staked a claim to her lower body, the only hole available to him was her mouth.
Scooting forward, Pat shoved the tip of his cock into Caroline's face. For a moment she didn't seem to know what was happening. Then her eyes focused on Pat's cock, so close that they had to cross as she stared down the fleshy tube.
Then her mouth opened eagerly. Pat shoved his cock into the warm wet depths. "Ohhhh," he groaned as Caroline's lips closed around his throbbing rod. She started to suck gently, her eyes focusing on nothing, hot with passion.
Art was fucking strongly into Caroline's cunt. Caroline's pelvis pumped powerfully, gyrating around his big cock. Sensing the increasing passion of the, other two, Pat started literally fucking Caroline in the mouth, sliding his cock in and out of her face. Caroline didn't seem to mind, even though she gagged a couple of times when the tip of his cock rammed into the back of her throat.
Caroline couldn't believe this was happening to her. Being fucked by two men at the same time. She loved it.
She knew she was going to cum several seconds before it happened. Art's cock was pounding rhythmically up into her cunt. Her mouth was full of Pat's thrusting meat. She began to suck hard, her lips stretching around Pat's thick prick. Her cunt was driving upward to meet Art's pounding cock. She hung a moment, then let go.
"Uuuummmppphhh," she moaned around the cock stuffed in her mouth.
Spasms rippled through her cunt and lower belly. Gasping and moaning, she knew she had to find a better way to breathe. She spit Pat's cock out of her mouth and drew in a long shuddering breath.
"Aaaaaiiiyyyy!" she wailed, her body convulsing. She wondered if Art was going to cum. She hoped not. She hoped both these well-hung men would keep their cocks hard and fuck the hell out of her. Again and again.
Which was just Art's intention. When he felt the spasms dying down inside Caroline's convulsing cunt, he drew out his cock. It left Caroline's snug twat regretfully, but he knew he owed it to his roommate to have his turn next.
"Why don't you fuck her for a while, Pat," he said, rolling out from underneath Caroline's legs.
There was obviously nothing Pat wanted to do more. "Get up on your hands and knees," he urged Caroline. "I want to fuck you from behind."
Thrilled to hear the men discussing the ways they were going to fuck her, Caroline shakily rolled over and crouched on all fours. Head down, she waited, trembling, as Pat knelt behind her. She felt his hands on her ass, touching her excitedly. Then his cock was sliding between her thighs.
Pat kneaded the soft flesh of Caroline's lush ass. God, but she was built! One hand dipped down to play with her pussy, gliding up into the hot wet center slit. His cock was already in between her thighs. He rocked his hips forward, his fingers guiding his prick up toward the quivering woman's pussy hole.
The tip caught. Fucking his hips forward, Pat buried his cock to the hilt up inside Caroline's cunt.
"Uuummmppphh!," the girl grunted, driven forward by the force of Pat's entry into her snatch. She almost lost her balance, but Art had moved around in front of her. He helped steady her body.
"Oooahhhh," Caroline moaned, her cunt throbbing with pleasure. 'Fuck me hard. Fuck me dog-style!"
Which Pat was already doing. Holding tightly to her ass, his fingers digging into her soft flesh, he screwed his cock steadily in and out of her slippery cunt. Art, sitting in front of the madly humping couple, watched, big-eyed.
Both Pat and Caroline seemed to be staring at nothing. Their faces were blank, dreamy, flushed with passion. Slowly' Caroline's expression changed. Her face tightened as she became more and more excited. Her teeth sank into her bottom lip.
Art moved closer, reaching underneath Caroline to fondle her tits. They hung heavily in his hand, the nipples no longer small and hard, but soft and swollen. The nipples of a woman close to cumming.
Getting more and more excited himself, Art caressed Caroline's belly, feeling it quiver and jerk as Pat fucked harder and harder up into her snatch. His fingers reached her pubic hair, pressing into the soft flesh of her upper cunt.
Searching out her clit, he began, to rub the tautly swollen. little mound.
"Oooohhhh. . . you're driving me crazy!" Caroline sobbed. Art could feel Pat's cock sliding underneath his pummeling finger. The top of the rigid organ was slippery with the girl's cunt-juice.
Afraid that he might be making Pat nervous, Art pulled his hand away. A second later, Caroline gave a short, sharp cry and came again. Quivering, she shoved her ass back against Pat's loins, filling her cunt with his hard, driving prick.
Trembling a moment, every muscle in her body rigid, Caroline let her orgasm race through her body. This one was different-quicker, shorter than the other two. It was over in seconds.
With a happy little moan, Caroline collapsed. She lay with her face on the carpet, tremors shaking her body. Well-fucked, glowing all over, Caroline was ready to relax for a while.
But she had not reckoned with the hard cocks of the two men crouching naked next to her. Neither had cum yet. Art, particularly, had built up a head of steam that he knew he had to blow off up inside. Caroline's cunt.
"Roll over.. . come on ... open up your legs," he panted, struggling with Caroline's limp body.
Almost reluctantly she let him position her- until she caught sight of his hugely swollen cock. It jutted menacingly from underneath his belly. Hard and ready, she knew it was going to plow back up into her cunt.
As she stared at the huge prick, Caroline's reluctance faded. She knew, as long as there was a hard cock around, she'd be willing to take it on.
"Oooohhhh. . . lover.. . shove it all the way up to my tonsils," she moaned.
Spreading her legs, she held up her arms to Art. He fell on her eagerly. Before she knew what was happening, his cock thundered up into her cunt like a runaway locomotive.
"Fuck me.. . oh, yesssss . . . fuck me!" Caroline panted. She was nothing but a wild animal now, a hungering cunt. She sensed she had one more orgasm in her. Art's plunging cock dug deep into her already well-fucked cunt, driving her to new heights of passion. Her legs wound around his waist, urging him on.
Pat hovered near the madly-fucking couple, his cock still rock-hard. He could tell both of them were going to cum soon. He wanted to join them.
Kneeling next to Caroline, he started to jack off. He concentrated on her face, captivated by the sheer lust written all over the girl's contorted features. From time to time he reached down with his free hand and dug his fingers cruelly into her tits.
Pat came first. Thick jets of semen shot out the end of his bloated cock and sprayed over Caroline's face and throat.
Caroline gasped. Then the hot slippery feel of Pat's semen on her skin made her burn with excitement. Her hips twisted upwards, nearly throwing Art off her writhing body.
Pat kept pumping on his spouting prick. More and more sperm sprayed over Caroline, splashing on her tits now.
Art stared down at the thick creamy gobs running over Caroline's face and body. One blob trickled from her right nipple and pooled in the deep valley between her tits.
"Oh, Jesus," Art moaned. Watching what Pat was doing to the girl he was fucking was just too much. He felt the pressure rising in his balls. "AAAAHHHHH!" Art moaned loudly as the first blat of sperm shot out the end of his cock, jetting into Caroline's tightly-clasping cunt.
"Aaahh... spray your hot jism all over me... fill my cunt with it!" Caroline wailed. "I love it . . . I love it!"
Once again she was cumming her strangest orgasm so far. Writhing and moaning, she felt as if she was floating in a sea of boiling sperm. Art's bard, spouting cock up inside her cunt seemed to be reaching all the way up into her womb. She bucked so hard that several times Art was certain he wouldn't be able to hold on.
Both cocks finished spewing their sticky loads. Caroline was lying relatively still, whimpering softly with pleasure, the three sprawled in a tangle of sweating, cum-slippery flesh.
"Oooohhhh, that was wonderful," Caroline sighed. She kissed Art, who was still lying on top of her, and squeezed Pat's shrinking cock. Her body throbbed with pleasure.
The men moved apart a little, obviously a little tense with one another. It had all happened too fast, Caroline realized, but she didn't care.
All that mattered was the way she had been fucked. Two men at once. Past her wildest dreaMs. Lying, staring up at the ceiling, the lovely young brunette realized she had found a new hobby.
Fucking.
Chapter Four
Caroline spent the night with Pat and Art. By the time the three of them got to sleep, her pussy was so sore from fucking she could hardly walk. But she loved it.
The next morning the two men went off to work. After trying to figure out what she'd say, Caroline finally phoned home. There was no answer, so she called Doug's office.
"Where the hell have you been?" he raged over the telephone.
"That's my business," she replied acidly, refusing to be put on the defensive.
"Out fucking some jerk, I suppose," Doug snarled.
"At least I don't do it at home in front of you and the kids," she snapped back. "By the way ... where are the kids?"
"I was wondering if you cared enough, to ask," Doug said. "I took them over to your mother's last night. I told her you needed a few days of rest. Then, Christ, I spent half the night out looking for you.
"Which half of the night? The half after you finished fucking that sneaky little bitch, Debbie?"
There was a long silence from Doug.
"I'm sorry," he said. "I won't do it again."
For the next five minutes Doug tried to talk Caroline into coming home. Finally she agreed to meet him at a restaurant for lunch, at one o'clock.
Which she had no intention of doing.
Taking a cab to the bar where she'd met Pat, she picked up her car and went apartment hunting. She found one fairly quickly, a plush apartment in a big apartment complex. She would have the use of saunas, jacuzzis, barbecues, and sports facilities. But the real reason she took the apartment was because of the deep shag purple carpets. They looked sexy.
Caroline called and had Doug paged at the restaurant. "I've changed my mind," she said. "I'm going to live on my own for a while."
"What do you mean?" Doug screamed over the phone. "What about the kids? What kind of mother are you, anyway?"
Caroline flinched. She was wondering about that herself. But she knew she had to, just had to try living by herself a while. She knew the kids would be safe enough with her mother. She and Doug had taken a month's vacation once, and it had worked out well.
"Sony, Doug," she said. "Maybe if you'd kind of broken it to me a long time ago, that you were fucking other women, I might have understood."
That was bullshit and Caroline knew it.
But things were different now. Since she'd gone out and gotten laid herself, she was aching to do it again.
After hanging up on a desperately pleading Doug, Caroline went shopping, buying a carload of staples for her new apartment. By late afternoon she had the bed made, the bathroom outfitted and the refrigerator stuffed full of food.
Tired, Caroline decided to take a hot bath. While the water ran, she undressed. She was heading for the tub when she caught sight of herself in the mirror.
"Not bad," she said, admiring her naked body.
She hefted her big breasts, palling them high, then letting them fall. They were so solid they just quivered. With equipment like that, she knew she should have no trouble getting all the fucking she wanted.
Settling down into the streaming water, Caroline felt the tiredness soaking out of her body. After lying quietly for a while, she began to wash. Her hands felt good sliding over her naked flesh.
Particularly when she started washing her cunt. Covered with soap, her fingers slid up into her pussy slit, parting the fleshy lips.
"Ooooohhhh," she moaned as she touched her cunt. Memories of Art and Pat flooded her mind. She could almost feel their big cocks plowing into her cunt.
Caroline hadn't masturbated since she was a young girl. But now that she had decided to devote herself to a life or hedonism, she thought, why not? If it felt good, do it.
Lying back in the sensuously warm water, Caroline began to rub her clitoris. She worked slowly, starting near her cuntal opening. She stroked it upwards with agonizing delight, feel catch the base of her cut and then fuck up over the taut little button.
"Ooooohhhhh," she moaned.
God, but this felt goad! Her back arched, poking her tits above the surface of the water. Her hand was busily working up inside her pussy slit. She was teasing herself now, not touching her cunt directly, but circling the tender nubbin, making it puff up excitedly, then stabbing her finger down from time to time, treating it like a doorbell.
Caroline's legs were jerking and twitching, making some of the water slop over the side of the bathtub. She knew this was going to be a nice way to make herself cum. She was going to find lots and lots of nice ways to cum.
Caroline was just ready to jab down on her clit again when the doorbell rang.
"Oh, damn," she muttered shakily. She was tempted to let it ring. Her orgasm was close, and she'd recently discovered just how important orgasms were to her.
But on the other hand, it might be a man. The apartment complex seemed loaded with them. No point in letting an opportunity go by.
So, as the doorbell rang again, Caroline wrapped a towel rather loosely around herself and went to the front door.
It wasn't a man. Well, not quite. A boy of no more than eighteen stood nervously shifting his weight from foot to foot, trying not to stare at Caroline.
"Uuuhh, hi... my name's Jimmy Stevens, and I thought I'd kinda like to... I mean, I'm.. .
Caroline noticed the boy had what looked like an order form clutched in one hand.
"Are you selling something?" she asked.
"Just taking subscriptions for the local newspaper," Jimmie blurted. He had lost the battle with his eyes, and he was now staring eagerly at Caroline's towel-wrapped body. . He had trouble deciding whether to look down the deep valley of her cleavage, or at the smooth tops of her thighs. The towel was short, just barely covering Caroline's cunt.
A terrible temptation swept over Caroline. "Oh, no!" she warned herself. "That wouldn't be fight.. . seducing a boy!"
But then she began to think. Why not? Hadn't Doug seduced the babysitter? Her eyes fucked up and down Jimmy's body. The boy was good-looking, strongly built, slim and hard the way an athletic teen-ager is.
Did boys Jimmy's age have fully developed cocks? Caroline realized she didn't know. But she bet she'd be able to find out.
"Sure, Jimmy," she said silkily. "I'd be happy to subscribe to the paper. Come on in, and I'll write you a check."
Turning around, Caroline walked into the living worn. Jimmy hesitated for a moment, as if he were afraid he might be entering a lion's den. Caroline's towel was pulled up higher in the rear than in the front. The twin half-moons of her lower ass-cheeks showed naked beneath the edge.
Jimmy set himself in motion, automatically following her ass as it swayed provocatively across the living room. The boy excitedly told himself he was getting a free peek, not knowing that Caroline was fully aware that her ass was not totally covered. If Jimmy had known that, he might have been afraid to come in.
"You just sit there on the couch, Jimmy," Caroline said. She took her checkbook out of her purse and sat in a chair facing him.
"Now.., how much is it?" she asked, starting to scribble out a check, leaning to the side with the checkbook resting an end table. "Opps," she said, with a little laugh.
The top of the towel had come untucked, and it fell halfway down her body, baring her big tits to the boy's stupefied gaze. Caroline casually began tucking the towel back in place.
"Th-three eight-five," Jimmy stammered. He stared at what he could see of Caroline's tits, remembering the big nipples. He watched them change shape as Caroline patted the towel firmly down over them.
"Let's see, three eighty-five," Caroline murmured, bending over the checkbook.
Now Jimmy had a new distraction. To balance herself, Caroline had to open her legs a little. The towel was pulled up high. Jimmy found himself staring straight up into her crotch.
"Oh God!" he muttered.
Either he was imagining it, or that dark patch that he could just barely make out was pussy hair. He tried not to stare.
Caroline tore the check out of her checkbook and turned to hand it to Jimmy.
"Here you are," she said. "I suppose that's for a month . . .
The boy was unable to take his eyes off Caroline's crotch. She noticed a fine sheen of perspiration on his smooth young forehead.
"Why, Jimmy... what's the matter?" she asked. "You don't look well."
Jimmy finally tore his eyes away from Caroline's crotch, which didn't do him too much good. Because Caroline had let the top of the towel fall again. She cradled her arms under her tits, the nipples just showing above the bunched edge of the towel, pushing the big mounds up high. Caroline's eyes were boring smokily into the boy's.
Jimmy tried to answer, but found he couldn't talk. Although he had a little experience groping in the back seats, of cars with girls his own age, he'd never even had his finger up a cunt. Tits he knew a little about, and Caroline's looked wonderful to him. Very slowly it was occurring to him that maybe this incredible woman was letting him see them on purpose. The realization seemed to up his body temperature a hundred degrees.
"Jimmy? Jimmy? Why aren't you saying anything?" Caroline asked. Then she saw the ominous bulge in the front of the boy's pants.
He had an erection.
"Jimmy?" Caroline slid out of her chair onto her knees, right in front of the boy. The towel dropped from her body. Naked, she ran her hands up the insides of the boy's legs.
Jimmy jumped a foot, staring incredulously at the beautiful naked woman kneeling between his legs. He found he couldn't even swallow.
"What's this?" Caroline said throatily. Her hand pressed down on the front of the boy's pants.
"Oh. . . Jesus!" he moaned.
Caroline was pressing straight down on his cock, which was as hard as a rock. Embarrassed, the boy tried to look away, but his eyes kept returning to Caroline's naked body, particularly to her tits. The big orbs were brushing the insides of his pant legs.
Caroline stopped pretending. "What a hard cock!" she exclaimed. "Let's get it out of those tight old pants so it can breathe a little."
She unzipped his pants and pulled his bone-hard cock into the open.
"It's beautiful!" she exclaimed. Her question had been answered. Eighteen-year-old boys did indeed have fully developed cocks. At least this eighteen-year-old boy did.
Jimmy's cock was big. But what excited Caroline most about it was its shiny newness. Unscarred by battles with cunts, it jutted up white and smooth.
"Mmmmm... I love it," Caroline purred. Her hands were stroking up and down the smooth shaft.
"Jesus Christ, lady!" Jimmy blurted out.
"Call me Caroline... my name's Caroline," she said dreamily. "Did anybody ever tell you what a nice cock you have?" She wrapped her fingers tightly around it. The thick core pulsed. in her hand. "Would you mind if I sucked it?"
"Sucked it? God, lady. . . I mean Caroline..."
Jimmy's mind was whirling. This was incredible! One of the other paperboys had bragged about something like this happening to him, but Jimmy had always suspected he was lying. Now, he didn't know, but he doubted that it had been a woman as good-looking as Caroline.
Jimmy watched Caroline's mouth hover over the tip of his cock. Then her lips slipped around it and slid slowly down the bloated shaft.
"Uuuunnnggghhh," the boy grunted.
He had never felt anything so wonderful in his life. A torrent of sensation was flooding down the length of his cock and zinging into his balls.
"Oh, Jesus. . . Jesus Christ!" he panted. His fingernails were scratching the couch. He didn't dare touch Caroline. She was too beautiful, too threatening. All his attention was centered in his cock. It felt like his whole soul was suddenly located there.
Of course, the panting young boy came almost instantly. Caroline felt his cock start jerking. Suddenly she was about to get a mouthful of aim. Then she didn't care. Jimmy had such a nice cock.. . he was such a beautiful boy...
"AAAAAHHHHHI.. " Jimmy wailed. It felt as if his guts were pouring out the end of his cock. He watched Caroline sucking the cream up out of his cock. Her cheeks were hollowing, drawing bard. His cock was trapped tightly in the hotness of her madly sucking mouth.
Then he could no longer see Caroline because his neck had arched so far backwards he was looking strait up at the ceiling. His loins thrust upwards, completely out of control as he began to cum in earnest Caroline was amazed by how much semen gushed out of Jimmy's cock. She swallowed as fast she could, but a great deal of it sprayed over the front of his pants.
When Jimmy had finished cumming, he lay back, panting, worn out for the moment.
"Oh, look what I've done," Caroline clucked,. looking at the mess on the front of his pants. "Here. . . let's take those pants off and I'll clean them for you."
"No.. . honest, lady," Jimmy said, trying to hold onto his pants.
But Caroline pushed his hands away. In no time she had the boy's pants off. Then she dropped them on the floor next to her.
"Don't you feel silly with just your shirt on?" she asked coyly.
"Well.. . u... yeah," Jimmy admitted. He did feel silly with his dripping cock hanging out.
"Then let's take it off," Caroline said.
By now, Jimmy knew there were more fun and games to follow. Why not? Jeez... the way Caroline had sucked his cock. . . who knew what else she had in mind?
"Have you ever made love to a woman before, Jimmy?" Caroline asked. She was standing next to the boy, gently rubbing her tits against his arm.
Jimmy shivered, as he felt her nipples digging into his flesh.
Caroline saw where he was looking. "Go ahead," she urged. "Touch them. Lick them if you want."
She guided Jimmy's hands to her tits. He touched them gingerly at first, ten grew bolder, mashing his hands down on the solid globes. Caroline's nipples hardened, thrusting up against his palms.
"Suck them.. . put them in your mouth," Caroline panted.
She was beginning to get excited. She held Jimmy's head as he leaned down and began to suck her tits. He sucked so hard she yelped in pain, but she loved every minute of it. Her cunt was beginning to steam with a lewd heat.
"I've got to sit down," Caroline panted. Her legs were shaking too much to stand. She flopped down into the chair again. "Play with my cunt," she said to the boy. "Would you like that?"
Parting her legs, Caroline bared her seething slit to Jimmy's fascinated gaze. Breathlessly he fell to his knees and reached out. His fingers slid up the insides of Caroline's thighs. He had never felt anything so smooth in his life.
Then his hand was digging up into the brunette's pussy, probing past the screen of her cunt hair.
"Oh! Not so hard, Jimmy!" Caroline yelped. "I'll tell you where to touch. Just a little higher. No. . . first stick your finger in my pisshole... get it wet. Now.., slide it up again and touch my tit. Aaaaaaahhhh ...yes...that's right."
Jimmy's face was only inches from Caroline's cunt. He could see everything his fingers were doing to her. What amazed him most was how wet everything was. His fingers were slipping and sliding in a warm slippery liquid. And it smelled incedible... sexy.
Then he discovered Caroline's vagina. At first it had just looked like a dimpled depression. But then he saw it flower open for an instant, as a spasm of pleasure shook Caroline's body.
Instinctively, Jimmy shoved his finger up into the tight muscular hole.
"Aaaaahhhhh" Caroline moaned. Her hips jerked forward, helping his finger slide a little further up inside the slippery tunnel. "That's right," Caroline panted. "In and out... in and out ... just keep shoving your finger in and out!"
Excitedly the boy did as he was told. Hot juices ran out over his hand. He could see that Caroline's inner thighs were wet and slippery. Gradually he became aware of a funny feeling stealing over himself. Then, looking down, the boy saw he once again had an erection.
He went on pure instinct after that. Straightening up, he pulled his finger out of Caroline's pussy and crowded in close on his knees.
When Caroline saw his hard cock, she almost fainted with excitement. "Oooohhhh, yes... fuck with your gorgeous cock!" she panted. "Shove it up inside, where your finger was.
Which Jimmy proceeded to do. He fumbled a little, missing the hole the first time. But with Caroline's help, he was soon shoving his cock up into her tight cunt.
It felt even better than her mouth. Hot pussy-flesh closed around his throbbingly hard cock. When he had his prick in all the way, he was so overwhelmed he didn't know what to do next.
Caroline helped him. "In out... in-out!" she crooned, urging his hips into motion with her hands.
Jimmy took up the rhythm quickly, and within seconds was fucking steadily into Caroline's juicy match.
She stared to squeal happily. "That's the... way... that's the way," she panted. "Shove it in hard . . . hard .. . harder!"
Jimmy began pounding his cock up into the moaning woman's cunt. His hips slammed into her thighs, jolting her body.
"Oooohhhhhh. . . you're so strong!" she panted. "Keep fucking me hard, lover, and I promise I'll cum..."
Splat... splat. ..splat...Jimmy's balls slapped into the crack of Caroline's ass. Mouth open, panting the boy threw all his strength into his fucking. His cock throbbed and swelled as it slid smoothly in and out of Caroline's cunt.
One of the mast exciting things to the sweating boy was looking down at Caroline's naked body as he pounded his cock up into her snatch. Each time his body thudded into hers, the brunette's big tits shook and jiggled. Impulsively the boy sucked one of the resilient mounds into his mouth, chewing on the rubbery nipple.
That was too much for Caroline. "Oooh... oh... I'm going to cum!" she whimpered.
Her heels slammed down against the floor, driving her cunt up hard against Jimmy's plunging cock.
"AAAAAHHHHH," she shrieked, thrashing and bucking beneath the laboring boy. He was surprised, and he wondered for a minute if he'd hurt her somehow.
Then he felt her cunt spasming around his cock, milking at it.
"Oh, Jesus!" he moaned. His balls shuddered, spewing up another load of sperm. For the first time in his life, Jimmy shot off in a woman's mint. This had been a day of firsts-his first cunt, his first blowjob, and his first fuck. Feeling very manly and powerful, he emptied his nuts up inside Caroline's hot snatch.
Caroline was still gently pumping her hips when Jimmy's cock slipped from her dripping cunt. He could hardly believe he had done it. Fucked this beautiful woman. Staring own at her cunt, he watched a slow trickle of his sperm . dribble out from between plump pussy-lips and run down the insides of her thighs.
"Did you like that, Jimmy?" Caroline asked. She reached out to squeeze the last drops of cum from Jimmy's softening cock.
"Oh, yeah. . . yeah... it was great," he blurted out.
"Maybe you'd like to stay a while and do it again" Caroline hinted.
"Uuh...gee...I gotta go," Jimmy said as he hurried into his clothes. "Gotta get some more subscriptions to the paper."
What he meant to say was that he was bursting inside to tell the other paperboys what had happened to him. How this fantastic naked women with big boobs had lured him into her apartment, and how he had fucked the hell out of her.
Caroline had little difficulty reading his mind. "Well... be sure you come back again," she sighed.
"Sure . . . you bet," Jimmy said. His hand was on the doorknob when Caroline caught up to him.
"Something to remember me by, Jimmy," she said, then pressed her body to his.
Jimmy nearly choked as her lips mashed down on his in a long deep kiss. The boy's cock lurched in his pants as Caroline's soft tits flattened against his chest. His resolution wavered. Rut then he remembered his buddies. He knew he could come back and fuck this nutty woman any time he wanted.
Chapter Five
It was back to the, bathroom for Caroline after Jimmy left. Standing in the shower, the voluptuous brunette relived the short sexy scene with the handsome young paperboy.
The last couple of days had taught her there was no lack of lint-rate cock, as long as she was willing to reach out for it. Life was looking rosy.
After calling home and getting no answer, Caroline decided to take a chance. No doubt DOUR was still at the office.
So she drove to the house and packed her clothes. It was a nervous couple of hours, because there was no telling when Doug might come back. And he had a terrible temper. Knowing or suspecting that his wife had been out fucking other men...
On the way back to her new apartment, Caroline stopped by a restaurant for something to eat. She had barely ordered her food when she sensed someone standing next to her table.
"Caroline, a deep male voice said. "What a coincidence, meeting you here."
Caroline turned to face a tall, well-built man. "Bob!" she exclaimed. "What are you doing way up here in Los Angeles?"
Bob slid into the seat opposite her. "Just thought I'd get away from the grind down in San Diego. Take a few days off."
Already Caroline's mind was busily working. Now, when she met a decent-looking man, her first reaction was to scheme up some way to get in bed with him. Particularly true with Bob.
Bob had been Caroline's one previous attempt at marital infidelity. A couple of years ago, at a party she and Doug had thrown, Bob had been a guest. A combination student beach bum, Bob had fascinated Caroline, mostly because he was so different from the neat, buttoned-down men she met through Doug and his work.
Bob had long blonde hair and a surfer tan with a bushy mustache. Caroline remembered having wondered how it would feel tickling her tits. She'd almost found out.
The night of the party had been the first time Caroline ever smoked dope. Combined with the large amounts of booze she wits drinking, the dope had soon blotted out most of her normal inhibitions.
She had started after Bob, openly, shamelessly, right in front of everyone else at the party, including Doug. She'd followed Rob around like a love-sick girl, literally throwing herself at him.
Bob had run like a scared deer, no doubt worried about a hostile reaction from Doug. Bob was big, but Doug was bigger. But he couldn't run fast enough to escape Caroline.
One time she cornered him when he was sitting in a chair, and put her arms around him, pushing her big tits against his face. Under other conditions, Bob would have instantly started munching on those tits, right through her blouse. But with Doug nearby, he got up and slipped to another part of the house.
Caroline cornered him in the laundry room. "Don't be so shy," she hummed in his ear as she pressed her lush body against his.
Bob's patience finally ran out. A woman as sexy as Caroline was hard to push away mare than a few times. Okay, she growled, mashing his lips to hers in a long kiss. As Caroline melted against him, he rammed one hand down inside the front of her slacks.
"Mmmmmm," Caroline moaned as she felt his fingers digging into her pussy-slit. But suddenly the realization of what she was doing seeped into her drug-fogged brain.
All at once Caroline started struggling, trying to pull Bob's hand out of her pants. "No.. .no..." she panted.
"For Christ's sake. What the hell's the matter?" Bob groaned.
"I... I can't do it!" Caroline whimpered. "What about Doug? What about my husband?"
"Oh, Jesus," Bob said disgustedly, pulling his hand from Caroline's cunt.
Which was very fortunate, because just then Doug walked into the laundry room. His cold gaze swept over Bob and his wife. Very suddenly Bob was very aware of the musky odor that Caroline's cunt had left on his fingers.
Fortunately, Doug was also drunk, too drunk to notice the telltale smell. He herded Bob and Caroline back into the living room, and for the rest of the night, the chastened wife left Bob alone.
But she had wanted him. Caroline felt guilty about her illicit desire, and for the next few months, she punished herself in a hundred little ways for being unfaithful to her husband.
And all the time he had been being unfaithful to her. Caroline knew that now. That was what made her the most angry. That she had been burdened with guilt over her own feelings while Doug had been merrily going his own horny way.
Well, that was all changed now. And here was the symbol of her new life sitting across the table from her.
Caroline appraisingly ran her eyes up and down Bob's body. A damned good-looking man. Just as good-looking as when she had wanted him two years before. Now she could have him.
Bob was aware of Caroline's appraising looks. He began returning them, staring openly at her big tits and lovely legs. In a few minutes, a smoldering air of sexual tension built up between them.
"I'm not living with Doug any more," Caroline said abruptly.
"Oh?"
"I have an apartment just a few blocks away. With purple carpets."
"Why don't we go there," Bob said thickly. "I love purple carpets."
They drove in Caroline s car. -At Caroline's apartment, Bob helped Caroline early her suitcases upstairs.
"Nice purple carpets," he said, scuffing the deep pile with the toe of his shoe. "Are they soft?"
"Let's find out," Caroline purred.
Bob's arms wound around her. They kissed, then Bob's hands were all over her tits, pulling at her blouse, struggling with her bra. He stripped her to the waist.
"God, what gorgeous tits!" he panted. Cupping the big mounds from underneath, he pointed them up at his face. "Gorgeous," he said, bending don and enthusiastically running his tongue in hot little circles around the nipples. Which instantly got hard.
"Mmmmmm. . suck them," Caroline sighed happily. Arching her back, she shoved the creamy mounds against Bob's face. His mustache tickled a little, making prickly little tremors ripple over her sensitive skin.
"Let's not play round. Let's just get naked and fuck," Bob panted. "Right here, on this purple carpet."
He was pulling off his clothes, his eyes urging Caroline to do the same. He was so excited that he was totally naked while Caroline was still peeling off her nylons.
"Ooaoohhhhh. . . you have a nice cock," Caroline murmured. It was big, maybe not quite as big as Doug's but well-shaped, tapering slightly down to a smooth, helmet-shaped head. A nice shape to shove up inside a hungry cunt.
"Kneel down . . . just kneel down," Bob urged Caroline.
She did, and he moved around behind her. He pushed her forward, so that she was on all fours.
"I'm going to fuck you dog-style," Bob panted. "Like an animal. That's the way you make me feel . . . like an animal."
"Oh, yes.. . m ready . . . ready!" Caroline moaned. "I've been ready for two years."
Normally Caroline liked to have a man touch her, caress her cunt for a long time before he fucked her. But Bob's blunt, forceful manner was heating her up incredibly fast. She could feel her cunt seeping moisture as he crowded in behind her.
"Open up your thighs a little," he ordered.
A moment later his tapered cock-head was pushing its way up toward her pussy.
"Hurry! Hurry!" Caroline panted. "I've never been so horny in my life!"
As if she hadn't fucked Pat and Art all last night. As if she hadn't had the hell fucked out of her by the paperboy only hours ago. But Caroline had discovered an insatiable appetite for cock. She loved to fuck.
"Uuuunnnggghh" she grunted as Bob rammed his cock up into her cunt. No preparation, just a sudden invasion of hard hot male flesh. But it felt good, it felt wonderful.
"Hard. . . hard.. . fuck me hard!" Caroline moaned. Digging her hands into the soft carpet, her hips jerked backward, her cunt gobbling up more of Bob's thrusting organ.
It was a short, hard, savage fuck. Bob held tightly to Caroline's ass, his rigid cock sawing in and out of her cunt. For a few seconds he leaned forward and dug his fingers into her tits, mauling the swollen orbs brutally. But it felt good. Everything felt good.
Toward the end, Bob shifted one hand down toward Caroline's cunt, sliding down over her shuddering belly. While he continued fucking her from behind, his fingers sought out her clitoris and rubbed hard against the taut little button.
"You're driving me crazy ... crazy ... crazy!" Caroline shrieked.
She was on hands and feet, driving her cunt back against his madly-thrusting cock. She felt as if his powerful thrusts into her snatch were going to slam her forward on her face.
Finally Caroline did fall forward, her head twisted to the side, one cheek buried in the thick purple carpet. Now her tits rubbed against the rug as she slid back and forth. Her ass jutted lewdly upward, presenting her dripping cunt to Bob's ceaselessly drumming cock.
The huge rod began its final swelling up inside her pussy channel. "You're going to cum, aren't you? You're going to cum!" Caroline wailed. "I can tell! Oooohhhh, shoot your jism up into me twat. Fill me. . . fill me!"
Caroline came when the first hot jets of boiling semen squirted up into her womb. Quivering and jerking, she groveled on the floor in front of Bob while he emptied his balls into her squirming cunt. His fingers dug deep into her ass-cheeks in a fruitless attempt to hold her in place, ass-high.
But Caroline collapsed weakly, Bob sprawling on top of her. The last few gushes of his semen ended up mostly in the purple carpet, spraying it with white.
"Oh, God, but that was sexy!" Caroline moaned. "Short and sexy." Rolling over, she eyed Bob's shrinking cock. "Can you do it again?" she asked hopefully.
"I suppose so," he said, looking down ruefully at his depleted prick. "But my poor old buddy's had a hell of a workout lately. I've, uuhh. . . spent most of the last couple of days with two different women. Really sexy women, fucking my ears off."
Bob looked sharply at Caroline, to see if his revelation had put her off. But she had plans of her own.
"I bet I can get it hard again in five minutes," she said confidently.
"Oh yeah?" he asked. "And what'll you bet?"
"A fuck," Caroline said with a laugh. "If I get it hard again, you fuck me with it."
"Shit, I'm not going to jack off with a sweet cunt like yours around. But I'll bet it takes at least half an hour."
Smiling smugly, Caroline got up and went over to her suitcases. After a couple of minutes hunting, she took out a record, and went over to put it on the turntable. The exotic sounds of Lawrence Welk filled the room.
"Now. . . lie on your back," Caroline ordered.
With a shrug, Bob complied. Caroline walked over and straddled his body, standing with one foot planted firmly on either side of his hips.
Then she started to dance. For the past three years, as an antidote against boredom, Caroline had been studying dancing. Lushly endowed to begin with, in no time she had learned to move her hips and tits well enough to melt the balls off a brass monkey.
"Well. . . I'll be damned!" Bob murmured.
From where he was lying, he was staring straight up Caroline's cunt. She swayed provocatively above him, her legs spread wide, her hips undulating in sensuous circles.
"This turn you on a little?" Caroline purred. Holding her arms out to the sides, she began to shimmy, making her tits shake and quiver.
"It'd turn a stone on," Bob admitted.
Sweat popped out on his brow as he stared up at the voluptuous woman dancing and swaying above him. As she moved, her pussy-lips twitched and stretched, pressing together, then gaping open a little. Her pussy juices, mixed with his cum, squeezed slowly out of the pink center slit and soaked into her pubic hair.
Bob felt his cock twitch. "Jesus," he moaned. "I think you're gonna do it."
Caroline had seen his cock move too. She began to dance faster and faster, her hips swishing around in big circles, her tits bouncing and jiggling. It was working! Staring down, she saw Bob's limp prick lurch half-erect. Blood pounded into the meaty shaft.
An answering fire surged in Caroline's mint. Spreading her legs, she began to dance lower and lower, until her crotch was poised only inches above Bob's revived prick. His cock reared upward, thick and menacing, pointing straight at her cunt.
"Just . . . just stay like that," Caroline panted. Her legs were trembling from the strain, but she managed to lower herself farther. Her pussy-lips caught at the tip of Bob's cock. With one last gyration, Caroline settle heavily down.
"Ooooohhhh," she moaned as she impaled herself on Bob's rigid prick. She felt it slide up into her cunt, hard and alive again, a bone-hard shaft lancing up into her pussy from below.
Caroline continued her dance. Her hips jerked back and forth, revolving around Bob's up-thrusting cock. The thick rod sawed back and forth up inside her sensitive pussy hole.
"You're driving me nuts," Bob panted. He was trying to hold Caroline's hips still with his hands, so he could drive his aching prick straight up into her snatch.
"No.. . let me do it all," Caroline begged. She stopped her wild gyrations, settling her cunt down firmly around Bob's prick. Then she began to ripple her stomach muscles. It took concentration, but she was able to make her belly suck in and out rhythmically, sensuously.
"YAAAAAAAHHHHHHH," Bob wailed.
He could see Caroline's belly rippling up and down, but he could actually feel what was happening up inside her cunt. Her pussy walls were rhythmically massaging his cock, gliding up and down the throbbing rod without her actually moving. He had never experienced anything so wildly exciting in his life.
"You keep that up, you're gonna make me cum!"
"Go ahead ... go ahead," Caroline panted. The feel of her pussy muscles nibbling at Bob's cock was driving her over the edge too.
Then Bob came. "AAARRRGGHHHHH!" he moaned. She could feel his semen rifling up into her cunt. She gasped, trying to keep up her pussy-rippling, but suddenly her orgasm struck.
"Oooohhh... ooohhhhh . . . fuck me!" she wailed.
Her hips began to slam up and down, fucking madly. No more games, no more innovations. All Caroline wanted now was a hard spouting cock ramming in and out of her snatch. Bob's fingers dug into her thighs, holding her in place as he rammed his cock all the way up her pussy. The tapering head was no longer tapered. It had swollen as big as a small doorknob, locking his spouting organ up inside her cunt.
Hot gushes of their lewdly-mixed sex fluids poured back out Caroline's pussy, dripping down onto Bob, matting his pubic hair with sticky goo. His cock squished loudly in and out of the sucking hole above.
"Okay," he panted. "You. . . you win your fucking bet."
Then he collapsed in a panting heap, having cum twice in the last fifteen minutes.
Caroline fell forward, her tits dragging over Bob's broad chest. She felt his cock still throbbing up inside her cunt, but it was rapidly shrinking.
"Oh, I love to fuck," she murmured. "I don't want to stop until I've fucked every man in the world."
Chapter Six
"I was tempted, Caroline, really tempted," the lithe young brunette sighed. "He's one hell of a good-looking man."
"That goddamned Doug," Caroline gritted out. "Trying to fuck my sister."
Caroline and her younger sister, Linda, were stretched out in deck chain next to the apartment house pool. Linda looked a great deal like Caroline in general shape and coloring. She had long dark hair and big brown eyes. But she was more slender than her voluptuous older sister, with long sleek legs and high proud breasts. Together, lying side by side in their brief bikinis, the two women made a fetching picture.
"It's hard to believe my virtuous big sister is out wildly fucking men," Linda said.
"And boys."
Linda giggled. "I never had one that young. Was he good?"
Caroline thought a moment. "Clumsy, of course, but so damned pretty. And I don't think I could have fired him out. Too bad he had to leave, the little bastard."
"And you finally made it with Bob?"
"Finally. He stayed two days. Near the end, I was helping him keep it up by feeding him steaks and vitamin pills."
"Strong men are the best, aren't they?"
"I don't know," Caroline said, remembering the slender but highly sensitive Pat. It amazed her to be talking to her sister this way. Up until now she had always disapproved of Linda. Ever since the younger girl had gone out and brazenly laid the entire high-school football team at the age of eighteen, Caroline had thought of Linda as a "bad" girl. She herself was the virtuous one, or so she had thought.
Now, with her new perspective on unlimited sexual gratification, Caroline was beginning to wander if maybe Linda hadn't been right all along.
The girls were still laughing together in low voices when a volleyball bounced into their little poolside area. Three young men, wearing only bathing suits, came chasing after the ball.
"Hey! It's Linda!" one of the men said. The other two halted. "HI, hot lips," one of Them said.
"Hi, sexy," Linda replied. Caroline instantly saw her sister become very seductive. "It's been a long time."
Linda didn't say what it had been that was a long time since, but Caroline bad little doubt. The young man's eyes glittered as they roamed up and down Linda's body. Then he looked over at Caroline.
"Who's your beautiful friend?" he asked. Caroline flushed as she felt his eves caressing her tits, her thighs.
"That's no friend," Linda laughed. "That's my sister, Caroline. Caroline, meet Tom ... and Hal . . . and Steve.
Caroline felt like a sex goddess as the three young men looked admiringly from her to Linda and back. They were all good-looking, trim and athletic, well-groomed, with a reckless air.
"There's a party up in Hal's room," Tom said. "A party to end all parties, the kind you like. Want to come?"
"Sure," Linda said carelessly. "What time?"
"Eight or nine. Room five-fourteen. Bring your sister."
The three men returned to the volleyball court.
"Oh good . . . a party!" Caroline enthused. "I'm in the mood for one."
"I wonder if you'll be in the mood for this kind of party," Linda said, with a smile.
"What do you mean?"
"It's a hick party. Swapping. Swinging. Where lots of cock meet lots of cunt."
Caroline's eyes grew wide. She had heard about parties like that. "You go to things like that?" she asked her sister.
"Sure. It's the easiest way to get the hell fucked out of you. Want to go?"
Caroline gulped. So far, her new sexual liberation had limited itself to fairly tame occurrences. Then she remembered her three-way night with Pat and Art. The thought of being in a roomful of cocks, all ready to plow up into her cunt, made a shiver of excitement ripple through Caroline.
"I... I'd love to go," she said, a little nervously.
It was nearly nine-thirty by the time Caroline and Linda showed up at the door to number five-fourteen.
"No point in being early," Linda had said. "For the first hour, people just sit around and stare at each other."
The apartment was much like Caroline's except it was bigger, with two bedrooMs. And the carpet was pink. There were about a dozen people present, about half of them men, half women.
It looked to Caroline like just about any other party, with people sitting or standing, drinks in their hands. She and Linda had been let in by a man she didn't know. But it was clear from the lecherous way the man's eyes roamed up and down their bodies that he'd like to do whatever was necessary to get to know them a lot better.
Caroline shivered. She might just be looking at the next man to fuck her. How was it done? Did he ask her or did she ask him? He wasn't too bad-looking, and...
"Hey It's the beautiful sisters!" a voice boomed out.
Turning, Caroline saw Tom, Hal and Steve. The three men were clustered in a little circle, drinking.
"How come everybody's still got their clothes on?" Linda said scathingly. "Some party."
"We were just waiting for you, gorgeous," Tom said. "To kind of, you know.. . throw out the first ball."
"Balls I like," Lindsay said. "But how about a drink for me and my thirsty sister?"
"Sure."
One of the men went to fetch drinks. Caroline looked idly around the room while she waited.
Suddenly she gulped, and her eyes opened wide. A man and a woman were sitting on a low couch a few feet away. She hadn't seen them before, because they had been out of her line of sight. They were both naked.
Not only naked, but the man had a huge erection. The woman's fingers were wrapped around his cock, slowly sliding up and down the thick shaft. The man had his head thrown back, a dreamy look on his face while the woman massaged his rigid prick.
Right there in plain view of everybody. Like they were holding hands.
Caroline looked around for Linda. But her sister was now the center of an enthusiastic group of laughing, joking men. Caroline was beginning to feel genuinely nervous. Even though she had known this was to be a sex party, she had expected the actual fucking to take place in dimly-lit back bedrooMs. An image had formed in her mind of man after man slipping into the room and fucking her, one after the other.
Now she saw that one of the men had slipped around behind Linda and was massaging her tits through her blouse. Linda's voice broke for an instant when the man's hands made contact with her tits, but then she went right on talking as if nothing was happening.
Caroline jerked her eyes back to the couple on the couch. She felt nervous watching her younger sister being pawed. Like a smutty voyeur.
If anything, the cock of the man on the couch had grown larger. He was uttering long moans of pleasure as the woman's hand moved more and more quickly up and down the length of his turgid rod.
From where she was sitting, Caroline could see straight up between the woman's legs. She wasn't used to looking at other women naked. In fact, other than that rather traumatic experience when she had watched Doug fucking the babysitter, she hadn't seen a naked girl since her high-school gym days.
Now she was staring straight up a woman's crotch. The woman on the couch was sitting carelessly, her legs gaping open. Caroline didn't want to stare, but she was fascinated. Past the woman's curly cunt hair, it was possible to make out the faint pink gleam of her pussy slit. Like the fringes of flesh around a half-open clam shell.
Then another woman came into view. "Oh... Jack's really got one up tonight," she said, smiling down at the man's bloated cock. He didn't pay any attention. Just kept moaning as the other woman jacked him off.
"Mind if I join you?" the newcomer asked.
"I'd love it," the naked one replied, never missing a stroke.
Caroline felt herself growing hot as the second woman began undressing. She remembered thinking she had a very nice body. Full, solid tits and a nice ass. Caroline was trying to figure out what the second woman was going to do to the man. His cock was already being pretty well taken care of by the first woman.
Caroline gasped. The woman who'd just undressed, a pretty blonde, bent down and kissed the other woman full on the lips. Caroline expected the first woman to jerk away, but she returned the kiss hotly, the fingers of her free hand tailing lovingly over the blonde's face.
Then the blonde was fondling the other woman's tits, tweaking the nipples, cupping the soft-looking mounds lovingly. "Oohhhh... suck them, can, you, Marcia?" the woman with the handful of cock purred.
The blonde, sat down next to the other woman, who was a brunette. The blonde's shining hair spilled over the other's chest as she cupped a tit in one hand and began sucking on it.
"Mmmmmm," the brunette sighed. Her eyes got. dreamy, and she lay back contentedly.
"Hey! Hey! My cock! Keep pumping!" the man next to her panted. He grabbed her hand and urged it to a fast motion. Caroline saw that it was an effort for the brunette to concentrate on jacking him off while she was having her tits sucked by the blonde.
Then things got much more difficult. The blonde's free hand was gliding sensuously down over the brunette's body. In a few seconds it became clear to Caroline what was going to happen.
God! The blonde was going to touch the other woman's cunt!
Stunned, Caroline tried to force herself to look away, but she couldn't. Even though a part of her was horrified by the unnatural scene taking place right in front of her, another, more primitive part of her was turned on.
No . . . no . . . it was lesbianism! But it was also sexy as hell. Caroline watched the blonde's finger push aside the brunette's soft brown pussy hair. Now she could clearly see the woman's slit. Plump, taut pussy-lips quivered under the blonde's touch.
Then the finger slid up inside, into the moist pink valley beyond.
"Aaaaaahhhh," the brunette moaned. For an instant her hand froze on the cock of the man sitting next to her. Then she began to pump his prick harder.
Caroline's mouth was dry as she watched the blonde's finger slide down the full length of the other woman's pussy slit, until it was poised right over her cuntal opening.
Then it slowly shoved up inside the puckered hole, disappearing until it was buried to the last knuckle.
"Uuuuuhhhhh," the brunette sighed. "Fingerfuck me, Marcia," she begged. "Finger-fuck the hell out of my cunt."
Still sucking on her friend's tits, Marcia started sliding her finger rapidly in and out of the dark-furred .cunt. From where she was standing, Caroline could see the pussy-juices flowing, soaking the blonde's finger. And she could hear the wet slurp of the finger-fucked pussy.
Caroline knew she should be horrified by this obscene spectacle. But instead, she found herself becoming more and more excited. She wished she were the woman on the couch, with her hand full of cock and the beautiful blonde Marcia sucking on her tits and playing with her pussy. She knew she'd never have the nerve to do anything so lewd, or at least she doubted she did, but it sure as hell looked exciting. A powerful urge swept over her to touch Marcia's beautiful tits, but she was afraid.
All this time, the brunette had kept pummeling the man's cock with her hand. By now she was so excited because of what Marcia was doing to her cunt that she was doing it on pure reflex. Her hand flashed madly up and down the meaty cock-shaft, The man was going out of his mind with passion.
"Oh Jesus!" he bellowed. "I'm gonna CUM!"
A jet of semen shot put the end of his cock. It rose a couple of feet into the air and then arched back down, splattering over the two women next to him. One drop stuck to the brunette's right tit, hanging in a sticky thread from the swollen nipple. Laughing, the blonde moved her head and licked the sticky lit clean. The brunette moaned deliriously. Her hips were jerking against the blonde's pumping finger. It looked like she was going to cum too.
Caroline held her breath, watching the brunette's body go rigid. Still squeezing the man's spouting cock, she suddenly threw her head back.
"Aaaaaahhhhhhh," the brunette moaned loudly. Caroline saw her stomach muscles suck in, then stiffen, as she started to cum.
"That's the way . . . let it go . . . let it go, baby," Marcia crooned affectionately as she eagerly shoved her finger in and out of her friend's gushing cunt.
Caroline slugged down the rest of her drink in one gulp. She , was excited and nervous. Her cunt throbbed hungrily, hot and wet from the titillation of the lewd scene on the couch.
Suddenly she heard a low shuddering moan from behind her. Spinning around, Caroline saw that her sister was half-undressed. She was wearing only her bra and panties. Tom and Hal sandwiched her, Hal standing behind, Tom in front. Hal's arms were reaching around Linda's body, his hands cupped around her bra-covered tits. From in front, Tom had thrust one hand down into Linda's panties. Caroline could tell, from the way Tom's finger was moving rhythmically inside her sister's panties, that he was finger-fucking her.
Linda's face was glowing with lust. She reached down and rubbed the front of Tom's pants, where there was an enormous bulge. "Let's... let's go find us a nice place to lie down," she panted.
"Okay, baby," Tom said, smiling. He looked at Hal, and the two men suddenly picked Linda up. She was carried toward a hallway. Linda squealed in mock terror and struggled in her captors' arms, but not too convincingly.
"Yeah.. . you're right. . . they're gonna fuck her," a voice said in Caroline's ear. She jumped and turned.
Steve was standing next to her. "How about you?" he asked. "Would you like to go back into the bedroom with me?"
"I... well, I..." Caroline swallowed hard, staring at Steve. He was damned good-looking, tall and slender, with red-blonde hair. "I ... yes," she said.
Yes. . . after what she had seen so far, she was definitely ready to fuck. Her cunt ached hungrily.
Chapter Seven
Steve led Caroline by the hand. Steve stopped by the door to a bedroom. It took Caroline's eyes a minute to get used to the lighting in the bedroom, and then she saw that the one big bed inside was covered by writhing naked bodies.
"Looks full up," Steve said regretfully.
He pulled Caroline toward the second bedroom. They were in luck. Although the big double bed in the center was covered with naked flesh, a mattress had been thrown dawn on the floor. There was nobody on it.
"Were in luck," Steve said.
But Caroline wondered. Although she had been willing to come to the party with the idea she was going to get fucked, she hadn't thought the fucking would be so public. She would rather have a bedroom all to herself. Oh well.., probably nobody would even notice.
The pile of people on the bed seemed caught up in their own lust. Caroline couldn't even tell who they were. Arms and legs were intertwined haphazardly. A man's bare ass rose and fell steadily. She caught sight of tits, pussy hair, hands wrapped around swollen cocks.
Then Steve was kissing her. Caroline decided he was very good at kissing. Within seconds his clever tongue inside her mouth made her forget all about the people on the bed. She forgot about everything but her own aroused cunt.
"Let's get naked," Steve whispered in her ear. His hands were fumbling at her clothes, undressing her. The knowledge that she was going to get fucked by a very good-looking man swept away any lingering doubts she might have had.
Naked, she and Steve lay down on the mattress.
"God, what a body!" Steve panted. His hands were all over Caroline, caressing her tits, stroking her thighs and belly. Not interested in pretending, she opened her legs eagerly as one of his hands dived down toward her pussy.
"Oooohhhh," Caroline sighed as she felt a finger slide up into her twat. Her hips flexed upward, helping the finger sink deeper into her pussy channel. How good it was to feel something up inside her cunt again!
Caroline's hand fumbled down Steve's body, found his cock. It was already hard. She wrapped her fingers around the pulsing shaft, remembering how the woman on the couch had done it. Only she was going to make sure Steve didn't aim in her hand. Not with her cunt aching hungrily for cock.
Steve and Caroline were both so excited that foreplay was minimal. Caroline almost immediately got out of hand. She hadn't had her hands on a cock since yesterday, when she had fucked the paperboy.
Thrilled by the hot, alive feel of Steve's swollen rod, she scrambled out from under his avid caresses. Kneeling next to him, she stroked his prick lovingly. It was gorgeously hard and erect. All it needed to make it slide up into her cunt was a little lubrication.
She started sucking the throbbing rod.
"Ooooohhhh... Jesus!" Steve moaned. Writhing, he guided Caroline's head as she sucked on his big prick.
"Lie still," she told him. "Let me get you ready."
Just this once Caroline wanted to change roles, to be the aggressor. She sucked and licked Steve's cock, caressing his balls. Once his hand reached up underneath her as she crouched next to him and sought out her cunt. Shivering with pleasure, Caroline let him finger-fuck her throbbing pussy-hole, opening it wide, making it ready for his rigid prick.
Within less than a minute, Caroline knew she just had to fuck. Now. This minute. She scrambled into place over Steve, straddling his body, his cock rearing up just below her belly. Then she hesitated, wondering if she was being too forward.
"Maybe you want to be on top," she said. "Oh, hell.... another time."
Scooting forward, Caroline took Steve's pulsing rod in her fingers and quickly stuffed it up into her cuntal opening. It was a tight fit.
"Aaaaaahhhhhh," she moaned as she ground her cunt down against the bloated shaft. It didn't go in easily. With Steve's cock so big and her cunt not really fully stretched out yet, it was a battle to ram her pussy channel down around the rigid staff.
And it hurt a little.
Caroline slowly impaled herself on Steve's rock-hard prick.
"Oh, Christ, but you got a tight cunt!" Steve moaned. It felt to him as if his cock was being driven into Caroline's twat like a nail into a board.
But finally he was all the way in. Caroline didn't give either of them a chance to rest. Almost immediately she started fucking her cunt up and down, making Steve's prick slide in and out of her throbbing hole.
Steve's powerful hands damped onto her hips, guiding her pelvis as it slammed up and down above him, "Take it easy . . . take it easy," he warned the furiously-fucking brunette. "You're gonna make me cum that way."
"I don't care," Caroline sobbed. "You can cum any time you" want. I. . . I just have to fuck!"
True to his warning, Steve started to cum almost instantly. Caroline was his first fuck of the night. He had become so excited watching the orgies around him, that he had been on edge for the past half hour. The way Caroline had sucked his cock hadn't done anything to slow down the speed of his orgasm.
"Oh, God! YAAAAA!" Steve bellowed. His hips bucked upward as he started to cum, lifting Caroline a foot into her air. She felt his cock starting to spout inside her cunt. She was nowhere near her orgasm.
If she didn't aim with this man, then she would with the next. The house was full of horny men, ready to fuck.
Caroline stayed on top of Steve even after he had finished cumming. She kept grinding her cunt down around his slowly shrinking cock, savoring the hot flesh feel of the half-hard shaft up inside her aim-slippery hole.
Then she became aware of a familiar voice close by. "Oooohhhh," she heard Linda moan. 'Keep keep doing it .. I'm .. I'm so close Linda was one of the thrashing bodies on the bed. Avid to see what was happening, Caroline jumped off Steve's body, a stream of cum following his cock out of her cunt. Forgetting all about him, she eagerly sought out her sister among the writhing lovers on the bed.
Linda was sitting astride Tom. Linda's hips were chugging wildly back and forth as she shoved her cunt down against Tom's up-thrusting cock. Her eyes were closed. Her long dark hair swirled around her face like a cloud.
Another man was kneeling next to Linda. It was Hal, and Caroline could see he was helping Linda. His hands were holding her upper body, balancing her as she jerked and ground her cunt up and down Tom's impaling cock. One of his hands was busy with her tits, squeezing the lovely, pink-tipped mounds.
Then his hand dipped down between Linda's thighs. Caroline could tell when Hal found her clit because Linda's body jerked.
"Oh!" she said hoarsely. Her eyes flew open. "Oh!" she said again. Her fucking grew wilder. There was no doubt she was about to cum, driven to the edge by the double assault-Tom's cock in her cunt, Hal's finger against her cut.
"OH!" Linda wailed. Her body began to undulate sinuously, writhing wildly above Tom's. At just the right moment, Hal pressed his hand firmly against her lower belly. Tom's cock shoving up into her cunt from below became trapped. Linda's cunt was compressed around the steadily driving prick. She went out of her mind. "Aaaaiiiyyyy!" Linda shrieked.
Caroline had never imagined a woman could cum so powerfully. Linda wailed and moaned, writhing helplessly above Tom. Only the combined efforts of the two men kept her in place.
Then Tom groaned and began pumping his sperm up into Linda's spasming cunt. Caroline saw his fingers digging into her sister's tender thighs. It must have hurt, but Linda paid no attention, continuing to writhe out her orgasm until at last she fell forward, panting, on Tom's broad chest.
"Oh . . . this is a very sexy party," Caroline murmured quietly. She decided she liked watching other people fuck.
Linda spotted her. "Caroline . . . you're naked," she said, still panting from her orgasm. 'Did you fuck?"
"Me and Steve," Caroline said.
"Oh. That was you two on the mattress? So. . . how do you like orgies?"
"Love 'em," Caroline confided. "So many beautiful cocks."
"Ain't it the truth," Linda laughed. "Hey! I'm thinly. Let's go back into the living room and make us some drinks. And see if anybody's still got their clothes on."
Naked couples wandered around the room. Some were fingering, some fucking, some just sitting and laughing, waiting to build up strength for the next fuck.
"Sit on my lap," Steve urged Caroline. He was sitting in an armchair.
Giggling, Caroline sat down, thrilled as she felt his soft dripping cock squish wetly underneath her ass. She ground her hips around in a little circle, hoping it would help Steve's prick get hard again.
"You're really beautiful, Caroline," Hal said, moving in front of her. She looked up, then gasped, as she saw his cock was hard, pointing straight at her.
"Hold onto her, Steve," Hal said. "I'm going to fuck her.. . right there in the chair."
Caroline felt a hot flush of lust run through her body as she stared at Hal's massive cock.
"Fuck me in the chair?" she blurted out.
As horny as she was, it was a shock to think of being fucked in the brightly-lit living room, in the open, with people gathered all around, watching. She started to struggle out of the chair, but Steve's arms wound around her from behind, locking her in place.
Caroline tried to wriggle free. But her ass was perched right on the edge of the chair so that her cunt was very vulnerable.
"Oh! I don't know...
Hal knelt in front of her and began to suck her tits. Her nipples hardened immediately. Rippling thrills coursed from her tits down into her belly.
"Oh... I don't know!" she repeated, but her voice had become low and throaty. And instead of struggling any more, her legs fell open invitingly.
Hal's finger shoved straight up into her cunt.
"Uuuuummmmnnnn," Caroline sighed. It felt incredibly good. Then Hal straightened up. Guiding his cock, he trailed it up the inside of one thigh, until it was brushing against her pussy hair.
Caroline gave up all pretense. Her hips jerked forward, as far as Steve would let her move. She was dearly trying to push her cunt against Hal's advancing cock. He slowly shoved it up inside the wet hole.
"Ooohhhh, yes!" Caroline panted. "Fuck me. I want every man here to fuck me tonight!"
Steve's hands had closed around her tits from behind. He was holding her in place by cupping her big jugs. She loved it. Her hands pressed down on his, forcing them tighter and tighter against her throbbing breasts.
Steve's cock began to saw in and out of her hungry cunt. Now she knew she could have the orgasm she'd missed in the bedroom. Moaning and panting, Caroline writhed, trapped by it eve's tight embrace while Hal clamped his hands against her thighs. She could hardly move, which made her more aware of the way Hal's big cock was plunging up into her cunt.
Oh! Oh! You're wonderful ... both of you!" she panted. This was without a doubt the most exciting fuck she'd ever had.
Hal thought so too. Driving forward, ramming his bloated cock in and out of Caroline's tight pussy, he stared hungrily down at the lovely writhing brunette. The half-stunned, half-wild look on her beautiful face told him she was going to cum soon. That was good, because so was he.
What really turned him on was the lewd grin on Steve's face as he held the panting woman firmly in place. He felt like they were raping her. With her ass pinned down on the edge of the chair, there was no lace for her cunt to go as he rammed his prick up into its slippery depths. He could feel the tip of the rigid shaft pound up against the far end.
"Oooohhhh ... ooooohhhh. . . GOD!" Caroline wailed. She began to buck and twist so powerfully that Steve could no longer hold her still. Her lush body twisted back and forth, her head pressing back against Steve's shoulder. Hips thrust forward, she started her climax.
As soon as Hal felt Caroline's cunt spasm around his cock, he knew he was done. "Unnnggghhh," he grunted, pumping his hot load up into Caroline's pussy-hole.
"God, that's sexy," Linda said as she stared down at the two men fucking her sister. Her hand strayed to her cunt, dipping into the cum-wet slit, tickling her cit. She, also, liked watching people fuck.
Hal slowly drew his dripping cock out of Caroline's cunt and got shakily to his feet. "Two women like you in the same family? Jeez. . . it's a gift from the gods."
Caroline had slumped back against Steve after her orgasm. Now she felt something warm shoving against her back.
"oh! You're getting a hard-on again!" she exclaimed, smiling back at Steve. Turning around, she bared his vowing cock. "Mmmmmmm . . you have such a nice cock," she purred. Reaching out, she began to caress the slowly-lengthening shaft.
But Steve was watching Linda as she stood nearby, fingering her cunt. "Hey! Snap out of it, Linda," he kidded. "Save that juicy box for us."
"Huh? Oh... " Linda said sheepishly. "It feels so good to have something up your cunt. . . even if it's only your own finger."
"I wouldn't know," Steve laughed. "But I know what feels good around my cock-your mouth. But I got news for you. Cock-sucking must run in your family. Your sister's really good at it."
"Oh?" Linda asked archly, staring at Steve. "Since when does anybody give better head than me?"
"What's going on here?" Caroline asked, confused. Seeing that all Steve's attention was now on Linda, she let Steve's cock slip from her fingers.
"Your sister is famous for her blow jobs," Hal told her. "We call her Linda Lips. She can really suck."
"Oh?" Caroline was a little miffed because everyone was suddenly paying so much attention to Linda.
"Yes... how about it, Linda?" Steve said. "Suck my joint. Give your big sister a lesson."
"Well.. . if you put it that way," Linda said with more friendliness. She dropped to her knees between Steve's outstretched legs. His half-hard cock jutted in front of her face.
"Okay, big sister," Linda said. "The first thing you do is get the damned thing interested." She began massaging Steve's cock. The thickening rod suddenly twitched erect.
"Then, when it looks hard enough, you just kind of lick it a little." Linda steadied Steve's swelling cock. Her tongue began licking gently at the underside of Steve's prick.
"Oooohhhh," Steve moaned. "Keep it up, Linda-baby ... it feels great already."
As she watched her younger sister go to work on Steve's cock, Caroline forgot her temporary annoyance at being, upstaged. Linda's calm confident approach, suggested she was watching a master cock-sucker perform.
Linda Lips. Suddenly Caroline was intensely aware of her sister's full sensuous lips. They looked butter soft. No doubt, when they were stretched lightly around a man's cock-shaft, they would be hot, wet, and silky. Or around a woman's nipples. Caroline remembered the way the blonde woman had sucked the brunette's tits, but she instantly put the disturbing thought out of her mind.
"Okay. When you're got the guy moaning just right," Linda said, "then you start sucking on his cock. But just the tip at first."
Opening her lips, Linda slipped them over the tip of Steve's cock. His moans grew in volume.
Caroline watched, spell-bound, as her sister began to move her mouth up and down the end of Steve's cock. Just a little way, as if she were teasing him.
Then she punlled her mouth away. The end of Steve's prick was wet with her saliva.
"Okay. Then you start stuffing more and more cock into your mouth. Up and down, kinda like fucking. Use your fingers like an extension. Wrap them around the shaft further down, and glide them up and down along with your mouth, until your ready to shove his prick all the way in."
"For Christ's sake! Shut the fuck up and suck cock!" Steve grumbled. He was pushing down on Linda's head, trying to shove his cock back up into her mouth.
Linda's luscious lips opened. Steve's cock slid smoothly up inside her mouth. Linda fucked her mouth up and down the thick cock-shaft as if her mouth were a cunt. Her fingers were wrapped lightly around the lower end of Steve's cock, sounding the shuddering rod.
Then something happened that amazed Caroline.
Steve, growing more and more excited, suddenly tangled his fingers in Linda's hair and shoved her head down against his loins. His entire cock, the whole incredible length, disappeared up inside Linda's mouth.
Caroline waited for her sister to start choking. She knew just how big Steve's cock was, having had it buried in her cunt just a little while before. It had to be gagging Linda!
"But . . . but, how . . . ?" Caroline sputtered.
Hal read the concern on her face.
"It's okay," he said. "Didn't we tell you Linda could really give head? She opens her throat and lets the cock slide right down it. Jesus, but it feels good to have that much mouth wrapped around your cock! I know from experience!"
While he stood next to her, Hal was fondling Caroline's body. His hand slipped down over her ass and slipped up into her cunt from behind. With a finger squirming around inside her pussy-hole, Caroline became even more intensely interested in watching her sister suck Steve off.
Steve was obviously not going to last much longer. He was fucking his cock hard into Linda's mouth. Her lips, stretched thin, clung lovingly to the big white shaft. Steve's panting moans were slowly climbing the scale.
Just when he seemed ready to cum, Linda suddenly pulled her mouth free of his bloated cock. "When the guy starts to cum," she said swiftly to Caroline, "then just suck hard on the end of his cock. And squeeze his balls with your hands."
"FOR CHRIST'S SAKE. . . GET YOUR MOUTH BACK ON MY COCK!" Steve bellowed. His body was thrashing on the chair. From the way his cock was jerking and twitching, there was no doubt in anybody's mind he was about to cum.
"AAAARRRGGGHHH!" Steve bellowed as Linda's lips closed once again around his cock. His hips raised several inches off the chair, every muscle in his body straining.
Linda sucked hard on the end of his cock, her tongue wrapping lovingly around the underside of his sensitive glands, just as she had told Caroline. And her fingers curled around his balls, squeezing just hard enough to hurt a little.
Caroline watched Steve's giant cock twitching and shuddering in her sister's mouth. The fat tube on its underside rippled and spasmed as load after load of semen pounded through it, to spout into Linda's mouth.
She was sucking hard, sucking the cum right up out of Steve's bloated balls. Her cheeks hollowed and filled, hollowed and filled. Caroline saw her sister's throat bobbing madly up and down as she did her best to swallow every drop of Steve's gushing cum.
Once she let him get ahead of her, and a fine spray of semen shot past her lips and spattered over Steve's pubic hair. That was the last mistake she made. Linda sucked Steve dry. She didn't pull her mouth away until his cock was already shrinking up inside its hot wet depths.
"So, that's how you suck a cock," Linda said, licking the last of Steve's cum from her lips. A drop started to trickle down her chin, but she wiped it away with the back of her hand. "Not that I doubt you already suck a pretty mean cock, big sister," Linda added tactfully. "I think these guys are right. Cocksucking probably runs in the family.
Chapter Eight
"Hey, this is Caroline's first fuck party, isn't it?" Tom asked. "So why don't we think up some special initiation for her?"
"Hey . . . that's a great idea," Linda said enthusiastically. "What did you have in mind?"
"How about the whipped-cream treatment?" Steve asked. Everyone seemed delighted by his suggestion.
"What . What's the whipped-cream treatment?" Caroline asked nervously. "What are you going to do to me?"
The others were leading her toward the center of the living room.
"It's great. You'll love it," Linda assured her. "We spray whipped cream all over you, especially in strategic places, and then take turns licking it off."
Caroline's eyes opened wide. She tried to picture herself, lying naked on the floor, covered in whipped cream while various tongues licked her clean. She liked the idea. She loved it. Her cunt seethed as she imagined all those naked men paying attention to her.
Lying down on the pink carpet, Caroline let Tom and Hal and Steve spray whipped cream over her naked flesh. Big blobs capped the ends of her breasts. A line of white ran down into her crotch. Some wise guy stuck a cherry in her navel.
A Okay it's time for dessert," Linda called out.
Some of the other guests started drifting over to see what was happening. But it was Tom and Hal and Steve who started the ball rolling.
Tom and Hal knelt on either side of Caroline and started working on her tits. There was a lot of whipped cream, so they had a lot of licking to do. Farther down, Steve pried the cherry out of her navel with his teeth, then started licking the sticky juice.
"Mmmmmnnnnn," Caroline sighed as Tom and Hal's tongues worked down toward her tits. Her nipples quivered as they awaited the first hot wet touch. She closed her eyes and pretended she was floating sensuously in a tub of warm water while men gathered around to make love to her.
Tom licked away the last of the whipped cream covering one tit. His tongue lanced out and swiped over the nipple, starting to lick it clean. At about the same time, Hal started on the other nipple.
"Aaaaaahhhhh," Caroline moaned. She began to twist slowly on the carpet. Little shudders of pleasure rippled down her torso.
Someone was licking slowly down her belly, toward her cunt. Caroline tried to imagine Steve's red-blonde head, traveling slowly south. Automatically she opened her legs to give him more room.
Hal and' Tom were sucking noisily on her tits. Caroline reached up and lovingly caressed the backs of their heads as they worked on the throbbing mounds. The other head, lower down, was wading through the cream covering her pussy hair. Another inch or two and it would be nuzzling her clit.
"Oooohhhh, I like this ... I like this!" Caroline moaned. "But I want a cock. Somebody give me a cock to hold."
A man Caroline had never seen before dropped on his knees next to her head. His cock jutted out starkly from his hairy loins, stiff and ready. Gratefully Caroline wrapped a hand around its turgid length.
Her tits felt wonderful as Hal and Tom licked and slavered at the rock-hard nipples. But bit by bit most of Caroline's attention was shifting down toward her cunt. A talented mouth was at work there, the tongue touching lightly all around the outer lips. Not dipping into the heated slit yet;
Caroline would never - have believed that Steve could be so talented with his tongue.
Then the tongue lanced into her pussy slit.
"Aaaaaahhhh!" Caroline yelped as it made stunning contact with her sensitive cut. Fingers gently pried open her cunt-lips. Then the tongue started lapping up and down the full length of her throbbing slit.
"Oooohhhh, Steve ... Steve ... " Caroline moaned.
"Yes?" Steve responded, very close to her head. That's funny, Caroline thought. How could he be there, and how could he talk when his mouth was buried in her cunt?
Caroline's eyes flew open. She saw Steve kneeling next to the man whose cock she was pumping.
Then who was licking her cunt?
The truth dawned on Caroline slowly. The cheeks pressing against her inner thighs were wonderfully smooth and soft. Not a trace of beard. The body wedged between her trembling legs was light and graceful.
And she could feel tits against the insides of her legs. The person licking her cunt was a woman!
Pushing Tom and Hal aside, . Caroline stared down toward her cunt. It was Linda who was licking her cunt! There was no mistaking that long dark hair! Linda! Her own sister!
"Wait! Wait! It's not... "Caroline gasped. But the weight of the people caressing her naked body pressed her helplessly back down. And there was something else that was weakening her will to resist as her sister shamelessly lapped at her cunt.
It felt incredibly good.
"Ooooohhhh," Caroline moaned throatily, amazed that she seemed to have made the sound without even waiting to. Oh, Christ, but her cunt felt wonderful! Linda wasn't only a champion cocksucker. She was a marvelous pussy-eater too!
Caroline let herself go. Now she knew a little how the brunette on the couch had felt earlier, when her girlfriend finger-fucked her cunt. Caroline decided to just let herself go. Nobody was going to let her up, anyway.
Now, the feel of Linda's firm tits pressing against the insides of her legs was an added thrill.
"Lick me, Linda!" she panted. "Suck my cunt... make me cum!"
Linda mumbled something around her mouthful of cunt-flesh, but never stopped licking. Caroline began to grow wild. The man whose cock she had been grasping pried her fingers loose from the iron-hard rod and tried to stuff it into her mouth. But Caroline was too far gone to suck. The swollen organ flopped back out from between her lips as she twisted her head savagely back and forth. Oooohhhhh, her cunt felt good!
"Oh, lovers...all of your...make me cum make me cum!" Caroline babbled. Hal and Tom licked harder on her tits. Linda shoved her tongue straight up her sister's pussy-hole.
"Aaaaahhhh!" Caroline gasped out. She might have cum soon, but the scene abruptly changed. Tom abandoned the tit he was licking. His place was quickly taken by Steve, while Toni moved around behind Linda. His cock was once again hard, jutting menacingly upward.
He knelt behind Linda, staring down at her lush naked ass. Sighting down her back, he saw the way her head was wedged between Caroline's thighs. He could hear her mouth slurping against her sister's cunt
"Too good to waste," he muttered, patting Linda's ass. His hand slipped up between her thighs, digging past her fluffy cunt hair into her snatch.
"Mmmmpphhh," Linda grunted as she felt a finger slide up into her pussy-hole. Her body jerked-straight back against Tom's invading finger. A warm glow spread through her naked body as Tom started pumping in and out of her cunt. It was her turn to have some fun. While she ate her sister's cunt.
But Torn had more than a little finger-fucking in mind. As he watched Linda's gorgeous ass jerk and quiver, his cock got even harder. When he judged she was wet enough, he crowded in closer, guiding his cock up toward her cunt.
Linda was waving her ass frantically back at Tom, guessing what he wanted to do. She wanted it too. Tom spread apart her cunt-lips. Then his cock was pushing slowly up into her gushing depths.
"Aaaaahhhh.. . . so fucking hot inside," Tom groaned as Linda's pussy walls closed around his cock. Holding tightly to her ass-cheeks, he started fucking steadily up into her snatch. Linda's hips gyrated back against his loins, urging his cock even deeper into her cunt.
But Linda continued sucking her sister's pussy. Faithfully, fiercely, she kept her mouth glued to Caroline's shuddering cunt-flesh, try to give her the orgasm she knew she wanted. But it was hard to keep it up. Tom's cock felt better and better as it flashed in and out of her own cunt.
Tom was starting to fuck really hard. Each time his hips thudded forward, driving his cock up to the hilt in Linda's cant, the younger girl was jolted. Her mouth slammed against Caroline's cunt.
"Ooooohhh," her big sister moaned. She was sitting so close. Tom could tell. Sighting down Linda's back, he had the fantasy that his cock was incredibly long. That he was fucking straight through Linda into Caroline's mouth. Having then both at the same time, with the same cock.
Finally Linda couldn't stand it any longer. She began to cum, her mouth twisting to the side, away from Caroline's cunt.
"Oh, no!" Caroline wailed in honor. "What happened? Why did you stop licking my cunt?"
She had been only seconds away from cumming.
Sobbing, she looked up at Linda collapsed onto her belly. Tom was still fucking into the younger girl from behind, driving her steadily forward. When it was clear to him that she had finished cumming, he felt a surge of renewed strength. There was still another woman underneath him, still unfucked.
Rolling Linda out of the way, Tom stared down at Caroline's cunt. It gleamed wetly from Linda's saliva. The scarlet gash gaped open, beckoning his cock.
"Fuck me. . . somebody fuck me!" Caroline pleaded, writhing desperately on the floor.
With a cry of triumph, Tom fell forward; slamming his body between Caroline's open thighs, burying his cock far up inside her ready cunt. Her sleek legs wrapped hungrily around his body, urging him on to fuck her.
"Oooohhhhh,'.' Caroline moaned. "Pound your cock all the way up to my throat! Fuck me until I howl!"
Tom did his best to comply. His cock slammed in and out of Caroline's cunt. She writhed and moaned on the carpet beneath him. Turned on by her sister's lewd cunt-eating, she was easy prey to Corn's flashing cock.
"Oh, Jesus... I can't fold back any more," Tom groaned. His cock was bursting. "I'm cuuuummmiiinnnggg!"
As his cock started spurting semen up into Caroline's snatch, she started cumming too. Sobbing and moaning, she lunged her hips up against Tom's spouting organ.
"Oooohhh, yes," she crooned. "Fill me with your hot jism."
All her fantasies were being fulfilled. She had never felt so erotically alive in her life. She fucked on and on, until there was nothing left to Tom's cock to fuck against.
Over the next hour the tempo of the fucking slowly died down. Most of the men were becoming exhausted. From time to time one would get it up again, but it didn't always stay up.
"Give me a rest... just an hour's rest," Steve begged Caroline as she sucked patiently on his limp dick, trying to get it hard.
Disappointed, the voluptuous brunette sought out her sister. "This place is turning into limber-dick city," she said to the younger girl.
"The only thing likely to go up around here is the rent."
"I know, "Linda said. "What we need is a new infusion of men."
As if in answer to their prayers, the front door opened and three men entered. They were big, coarse-looking men, in their late thirties or early forties. Their eyes darted around the room, eagerly drinking in the naked female flesh.
"Wooo-eeee, Pete," one of them burst out. "Look at all the cunt!"
"Mind your manners, Joe," the biggest of the men snickered. "These here fine people are gonna think we're crude."
An immediate air of tension settled over the room. Tom, Steve, and Hal exchanged worried glances.
"Who are those men?" Caroline asked.
"They live upstairs," Tom answered. "Joe, Pete, and Hank. I don't know their last names. They're bad news. I guess some blabber-mouth told them about the party."
The smallest of the newcomers, a broad, stocky man with a stupid-looking face, walked up to the blonde who had finger-fucked her friend earlier on the couch.
"God, you got nice tits," he said. He was nearly drooling as he stood in front of the girl. Without waiting for an invitation, his stubby fingers stroked over the girl's naked breasts. A look of revulsion crossed her face and she hastily backed away.
"Cool it, Hank," the biggest of the men snarled. "I warned you before we came in."
"Aah, gee, Pete," Hank said, hanging his head. "I just wanted to touch her tits."
"Just shut up and get naked," Pete growled. "It's rude to wear your clothes when other people ain't got any on."
Pete pulled off his clothes. Caroline, who had been hanging back, saw that he had a fairly decent-looking body. A little overweight, very hairy, but strongly built.
Then she saw his cock. "Oh my God.., look at that!" she whispered, clutching her sister's arm.
But Linda was already staring. Pete's massive cock dangled down alongside one hairy thigh. It seemed to reach his knee.
The other two men were well-hung too. Not as massively as Pete, but their meaty cocks were the most formidable-looking in the room.
The three men began to roam, openly ogling the women. Pete spied Caroline and Linda. His beady eyes lit up with interest as he stared at their dark loveliness.
"Anybody tell you two you're the best-looking broads here?" he said, coming up to them.
Caroline felt her cunt heating up as she tried not to stare at his mammoth cock. It was only inches away, dangling near her thigh.
"Good-looking tits, both of you," Pete said bluntly. "I'd sure as hell like to touch 'em." Okay?"
Caroline giggled. "If you let me touch your cock," she replied. There was something about Pete that perversely appealed to her. His crudeness. She didn't like him very much, but there was an animal bluntness about him that she found exciting. His coarse hairy body, his short, graying, crew-cut hair, all this would have normally put her off.
This naked, in an orgy setting, with that incredible cock of his so near, Caroline found Pete almost irresistible.
"Hey . . . it's a deal," Pete leered. One big meaty hand reached out and cupped Caroline's nearest fit. He had no finesse, no gentleness, but his hand felt exciting as it dug into the cushiony mound.
Summoning up her courage, Caroline moved a little closer to Pete and took hold of his cock. Immediately it began to throb under her touch. As it jerked upward, Caroline could tell it was going to become huge in a matter of seconds.
"How about you, honey?" Pete leered over at Linda. "Lemme touch your tits too, huh?"
"No thanks," Linda said coolly. "I'll sit this one out."
Caroline was surprised. Normally it was Linda who was the forward one. But she seemed to dislike Pete. Maybe if she had his cock in her hand, feeling it grow and swell, she might change her mind, Caroline thought. Oh, God, but it would feel wonderful to have that huge thing up inside bar cunt!
Caroline began to pant a little. Pete's hands were busily tweaking her nipples. The soft brown buds were hardening, thrusting outward. Then all of a sudden there was the sound of loud voices.
"Don't you understand the lady?" Steve was shouting. "She doesn't want you to pay her."
"Hey! What's the matter?" Joe was saying. "Everybody else's doin' it. This is an orgy, ain't it?"
"You could call it that," Steve hissed between his teeth. "But like everything, it's got rules. If a woman doesn't want to fuck. . . she doesn't have to. So far, we haven't had that problem, but with your approach, I can understand the lady's reluctance."
"Ali, gee ... we just wanna fuck," Hank said. He was cloning, dancing around, so that his big cock jerked and swayed, standing out stiff under his protruding belly. "I wanna dip the old wick before it goes off like a firecracker."
"Who the hell invited you three here, anyhow?" Steve snarled. "This is a private party. We'd like to keep it that way."
"Hey . . . now wait a minute," Pete said. He was clearly the leader of the three.
To Caroline's regret, he pulled away, his thickening cock jerking out of her hand.
"Are you trying to say we aren't wanted here?" he asked belligerently.
"You might say that," Steve replied, just as belligerently. He and Steve faced off. It looked like there might be a fight. Pete was clearly the bigger of the two, but Steve could give a good account of himself.
Then the other men from the original party closed in. They outnumbered the three newcomers by two to one. Pet backed down, but Caroline could see how much he would have relished a fight. Even this bit of crudity excited her. It had been a long time since she had been face to face with sheer brute strength.
"We know when we ain't wanted, don't we, fellows," Pete snapped to his two companions. "Let's take off."
As he started pulling on his clothes, he turned toward Caroline. "Come on along with us, baby," he offered. "We'll give you one hell of a fine ride. Better than these punks ever could."
Caroline hesitated. Instinct warned her to refuse. But she looked the fucked-out men around her, then down at Pete's massive tool as he shoved it into his pants.
"Okay," she said, and began dressing quickly. "Atta girl," Pete crowed in triumph. Joe and Hank grinned evilly.
"I'm going with you," Linda said. Caroline saw that her sister was also dressing.
"I didn't think you liked these guys," Caroline said, surprised.
"I don't, but I'm not going to let you go alone." The grinning trio led their conquests out the door.
Steve, Tom, and Hal looked very disapproving. Caroline hoped she hadn't alienated them. They were nice young men, and good lovers. But her body seemed to demand new thrills.
Up the stairs and down a corridor and the five entered Pete's apartment.
Pete leaned back against the door as if he were suddenly barring it with his body. "We got us some fine cunt tonight, fellas," he leered to his two friends.
Caroline became uneasy. In the other apartment it had been Pete who'd seemed the more civilized of the three. But here, on his own ground, he suddenly seemed dangerous.
"You two broads get your clothes off," Pete ordered. "We got us a lot of fucking to do."
"I'm not a broad ... my name's Linda," the younger girl snapped. "As for fucking.. . you're going to have to convince me."
"Hey...we got us a wise one," Joe said. He came forward and gabbed Linda by the arm. "I think I heard of you, cunt. You're Linda Lips, ain't you? The blow-job artist?"
"Where did you ever hear a thing like that?" Linda said icily.
"A real wise broad," Pete said. He picked up an open bottle of whiskey -there were several scattered around the messy room-and took a long drink. His eyes watering from the whiskey, he turned toward Linda. "Get 'em off," he ordered the girl.
"What?" Linda said, shaking with rage.
"Strip!" Pete ordered. "Or am I gonna have to help you?" Without any warning, he gripped the top of Linda's blouse and pulled down. The buttons tore loose and the blouse opened. Linda hadn't bothered putting her bra back on. Her lively tits spilled out nakedly into the open.
"Some set," Pete said, leering. He contemptuously fucked his finger against one of Linda's nipples. "Now how about the skirt? You need help with that too?"
Linda was becoming a little afraid. She stepped out of the rest of her clothes, standing naked before Pete.
"Now... my friend was kind of asking you for a blow-job, in his own quaint way," Pete said. "How about helping him out?"
Linda turned to face Joe. A look of revulsion crossed her face. "Suck that ape's cock?" she said scathingly.
Behind her, Pete had picked up a long leather belt. He suddenly lashed out with it, swinging the tip against Linda's bare ass.
"Oooooowwwwww!" the young woman cried. A livid red welt crossed one ass-cheek.
"Do it!" Pete snarled. "Or you'll get the same on the other cheek!"
"What are you doing?" Caroline asked, horrified. She started forward, but Pete's icy stare stopped her in her tracks.
"How come you still got your clothes on, cunt?" he asked in a deadly voice. "stop... and make it quick." He turned to Linda. "Maybe, if you don't do what Joe says, I'll just have to take it out on your sister here."
Linda swallowed as she watched Caroline hastily undressing. She might have been able to defy these crude men by herself, but she hated the thought of anything happening to Caroline. Both women felt that they had somehow got the other into this hideous mess.
"Came over here and suck my cock," Joe said.
Linda started forward.
"Uh-uh," Joe said. "On your knees. I want you to crawl."
Linda started to tell him to go to hell, but she saw Pete raising the belt for another cut at her naked ass. Hastily the lovely young brunette dropped to her knees. Her face was red with anger and shame as she crawled over to Joe.
"Now fish the fucking thing outa my pants," he said gleefully.
Barely controlling her emotions, Linda unzipped Joe's fly and pulled out his cock. She looked with distaste at the fleshy rod she held in her hand.
"Well? You gonna suck it or not?" Joe suddenly roared.
He took Linda by the hair and jerked her face against his crotch. The tip of his already partially-hard cock slammed against her lips. They had to open or get mashed.
"Come on.. . open, up!" Joe snarled. He reached down and pinched Linda's nostrils shut. To breathe, she had to open her mouth. Joe's cock immediately rammed inside.
"Uuuummmppphhh," Linda choked around thick piece of flesh.
"Suck it . . . suck it, baby!" Joe said gleefully, as soon as he felt his cock surrounded by the wet heat of her mouth. Linda almost gagged again, but then she decided she might as well do as Joe ordered.
Linda started to suck hard, to end it as quickly as possible. She used all her skill, running her mouth hotly up and down Joe's bloated prick.
"Oh, hey.., oh Jesus... she is good!" Joe moaned.
His hips shoved forward, thrusting his cock deep into Linda's throat. With his fingers still tangled in her hair, he forced her head back and forth, fucking her mouth down onto his cock.
Caroline felt sick at heart. She knew it was her own sexual greed that had put her sister in such a humiliating position. And what about herself? Pete had moved next to her, and as they both watched Linda suck off Joe, his hands were busy at her tits, cruelly twisting her nipples. No finesse at all. He was actually hurting her tender tits.
Then Joe started- to cum. With a choked cry, he rammed his cock to the hilt inside Linda's hotly-sucking mouth. Caroline saw the hatred on her sister's face as she was forced to swallow his greasy load. She let most of it run back out her mouth, trickling down her chin.
When it was over, Joe zipped up his pants and pushed Linda contemptuously away.
"Hey ... let's fuck the big one," Hank said. He had been standing on the other side of the room, his mouth gaping open as he watched Linda suck off Joe. Caroline suspected he was simple in the head. She shuddered at the thought of him touching her.
"Just what I had in mind," Pete punted. After another long pull at the whiskey bottle, he began to undress. Hank and Joe followed suit. Once again
Caroline found herself staring at Pete's immense cock. But now she was afraid of it.
Pete suddenly tripped Caroline, sending her sprawling onto the carpet. Stunned, she stared up, terror-stricken at the grinning man. "Now that's the way I like my women," Pete leered. "Naked and on their back."
"Leave my sister alone!" Linda cried.
Joe grabbed her, holding her back.
Pete dropped to his knees beside Caroline. Brutally he thrust his hand up between her legs. "God. . . she's like a swamp in there," he grimaced disgustedly. "I bet guys have been shooting their loads into her cunt all night."
"Hey.., if you don't wanna fuck her, let me!" Hank said eagerly. He was almost frothing at the mouth with eagerness. Caroline felt sick at her stomach at the thought of his lips pressing against hers.
"Oh. . I wanna fuck her all right," Pete said casually. "But not in that gooey cunt."
"But then ... how... ?" Hank mumbled.
"She's got an asshole, ain't she?" Pete leered.
It took a moment for the full meaning of his words to sink into Caroline's. numbed brain. Oh God! He was going to fuck her in the ass!
"No ... No.. ; you can't! You'll split me wide open!" Caroline whimpered, The thought of Pete's huge cock plowing up into her rectum filled her with tenor.
"The hell I can't," Pete snapped. "Come on, ok... give me a hand with this cunt."
Pete was trying to roil Caroline over, but she resisted fiercely. Hank leaped in to help. A grin split his ugly face from ear to ear as he sank his hands into her creamy naked flesh. He made sure he pawed her lush tits as he helped Pete roll the struggling woman onto her belly.
"Leave her alone, you. . . you animals!" Linda screamed from across the worn. She tried to break loose to help her sister, but Joe was holding her too tightly. She had to watch helplessly as the two men butt-raped her sister.
"Some ass, huh?" Pete snickered.
Caroline's taut buns thrust upward invitingly. He dug his fingers into the velvety flesh. Caroline tensed as she felt his hand on her asshole. She kept her legs pressed together defensively.
"Come on... let's open her up," Pete growled. Together, he and Hank pried Caroline's legs apart. When her thighs were open far enough, they had a clear view of her- cum-soaked pussy hair, with its pink-slitted interior. And of her tautly-puckered asshole just above.
"Oh, Jesus, that looks like a tight one!" Pete said gleefully. His fingers dipped into the deep crack between Caroline's ass-cheeks. The tip of one started probing at the muscular brown ring.
Caroline flinched. She had to keep them from shoving anything up her rectum. Clamping down on her anal muscles, she did her best to fight back against Pete's probing finger.
Suddenly he slapped her hard on the ass.
"Oh!" Caroline yelped in pain.
For just an instant her rectal muscles relaxed, and in that instant, the tip of Pete's thick finger popped inside her asshole.
"Uuuunnnggghhh," Caroline grunted as she felt her anus being invaded. A hot, queasy feeling filled her lower body. To her surprised it didn't hurt. But Pete's finger was a hell of a lot smaller than that huge cock of his.
"That's the way, baby ... I'm gonna open you up a little," Pete said. His finger began to move around up inside Caroline's asshole, slowly stretching the tight little opening. "She's really stacked, ain't she, Hank?" Pete panted.
Hank was past answering. As Pete reamed out her bung, his hands were all over the cringing girl, pawing her ass, trying to reach her tits underneath her body, stroking her thighs. His cock was throbbing hard between his stocky thighs. -"Okay, baby... up on your hands and knees," Pete ordered.
When Caroline refused to obey, he hooked his finger inside her rectum and, with his thumb in her cunt, lifted. Caroline had no choice but to follow.
When her ass was high enough, Pete moved forward on his knees. His cock had swollen enormously, a huge length of bone-hard meat. Caroline felt it sliding up the back of her thighs. She shuddered, wondering how she could take all that up into her virgin asshole.
Pete was wondering too. He knew he'd have to do something about greasing his big prick before shoving it up into Caroline's rectum, or it'd be peeled like a banana.
"Hold her in place, Hank," he ordered his grinning accomplice. Pete guided his cock down toward Caroline's cunt. Moving his hips back and forth, he began coating the thick rod with the girl's gushing pussy juices.
"Like an oil well," he grunted.
God, but her cunt felt good! He felt the tip of his cock catch at the opening to her pussy-hole. For a moment he was tempted to ram the big rod straight up inside. Rut then he remembered he had already bragged to Hank and Joe that he was going to fuck this proud bitch in the ass.
With his cock glistening with Caroline's inner juices, Pete pulled it out from between her legs. It lay poised, aimed straight at the cringing girl's rectum.
Pete pried apart Caroline's ass-cheeks and placed the tip of his cock against her anal opening. He shaved, but nothing happened. The tip of his bloated cock was mashed flat against the fierce resistance of the girl's asshole.
"Stop!" Caroline shrieked. "It hurts! It hurts!" She writhed desperately, frying to get away, but Hank was firmly holding her head and shoulders pinned to the carpet.
"Jeez... I'm never gonna get up into that tight hole," Pete murmured. Then he had an idea. Reaching down underneath Caroline's shuddering body, he suddenly pinched her clitoris-hard.
"Uuuunnnhhh" Caroline grunted in pain and shock. Her body jerked out of control for a moment. Her anal muscles let go. With a thundering rush Pete's cock roared up into her asshole, burying itself to the hilt.
"AAAAGGGHHHH!" Caroline shrieked.
Blinding pain shot through her lower body. It felt to the stunned young woman as if she had been split in two. An enormous cock was throbbing far up inside her bowels.
"Oh God. . . take it out... take it out!" she wailed. Her ass shook and quivered with pain. Tears poured from her eyes, soaking into the rug.
"Ain't gonna do you no good to yelp like that," Pete grunted. "My cock's in your ass and it's gonna stay there till I cunt"
Pete slowly drew his immense prick out a little way. Caroline sighed with relief. Then he shoved it in again. Pain twisted her lovely face.
"Might as well try and relax," Pete panted. "That's the only way to stop it hurting." Sweat broke out on his forehead as he felt her tight asshole clamping around his cock. "Feels fucking good," he grunted.
"Go ahead and fuck her, Pete," Joe laughed from across the room.
Linda had stopped struggling, and Joe's arms now circled around her body. One hand cupped her tits while the other was rummaging through her pussy hair. Linda's face was full of misery as she saw her sister being so brutally used.
Her face grinding into the carpet, Caroline knew she had to do something soon, or she'd go crazy from the pain of Pete's cock up inside her asshole.
She took a calculated risk and relaxed. Surprisingly, she found Pete had been right. The pain immediately lessened. She relaxed a little more. Slowly her asshole flowered open. Pete sensed it and started fucking in and out of the rubbery opening.
"Ooooohhhhh, Jesus, but it feels good!" Pete moaned. His eyes were hot and glassy with lust. "How about you, baby?" he panted. "Don't it feel good?"
To her honor, Caroline discovered he was right. Now that the pain was almost gone, there was a strange shuddery pleasure about having his huge prick gliding obscenely in and out of her asshole.
Her guts were full of hard hot cock.
"Ooooohhhh," she moaned helplessly. She couldn't help herself.
Gradually her head came up off the floor. Staring straight ahead, Caroline sensed herself slowly losing control. In- the short time she had known Pete, she had learned to hate him. Now, she hated herself for responding to his brutal rape of her asshole. But she couldn't help it. Her body was slowly taking over, responding to the powerful thrusts of his cock up into her quivering intestines.
"Hey... she likes it!" Hank said gleefully. He was behind Caroline on his knees. He didn't have to hold her any more. Eyes halt-closed, Caroline was actually beginning to fuck back against Pete's thrusting cock.
Hank's right hand was jerking eagerly at his swollen cock. Then he got an idea. Caroline's mouth was gaping open with growing passion as she swayed and moaned in front of Pete. Suddenly Hank shoved his bloated cock past her lips. Before she knew it, Caroline had a mouthful of cock.
Why not? She thought. What could be more humiliating than what was already happening to her? And besides, she was becoming so wildly turned on that Hank's prick no longer seemed loathsome. She started to suck.
"Oh, Jesus... fuck her hard, Pete!" Hank moaned. Every time Pete's cock slammed up into, Caroline's asshole, she was rocked forward, driving her mouth on Hank's swollen prick.
Both men started fucking into her in unison. One into her ass, the other into her mouth. Caroline hung between the two huge cocks, half-suspended. She knew how obscene she must look. A perverse thrill ran through her.
"Mmmmmnnnnnn," she moaned around Hank's cock. She began to fuck back hard. Pete sank his fingers into her ass, steadying her so he could shove his bloated prick straight up into her rectum.
"Oh... Jesus... this bitch is too much!" he panted. "Hot piece of tail!"
Both men started to cum at the same time. Caroline felt Hank's cock trembling in her mouth. She was just bracing herself for a gush of sperm, when Pete suddenly stiffened behind her.
"Aaaaahhhh ... FUCK!" Pete yelled. Ramming his cock into the moaning girl's ass as far as it would go, he began shooting his cum up into her bowels.
Holding onto Caroline's head, Hank whined and yelped as he emptied his cock into her face. Caroline was so stuffed full of cock she couldn't make a sound, but as her own orgasm hit, her body writhed wildly, trapped helplessly between the two spouting cocks. Cum dripped from her asshole and dribbled down her chin. Caroline was still bucking mindlessly when Pete pulled his shrinking cock from her butt and pushed her contemptuously away. He was just starting to say something to Hank when there was a thunderous pounding on the door.
"Caroline.. . Caroline... are you in there?" a powerful voice called.
"In here ... help.., help!" Linda shouted, twisting free of the surprised Joe.
"Shut the bitch up!" Pete snarled. But suddenly the door came flying into the room, ripped loose from its hinges. A huge man stood in the doorway.
It was Doug.
Chapter Nine
Earlier that day, Doug had gotten his first line on Caroline's whereabouts. He got to her apartment building late in the evening. There was no answer when he knocked on her door.
"Oh. She's upstairs at a party," Doug was told when he finally found someone who knew Caroline.
Doug pounded on the door to five-fourteen.
Oh God, more trouble, Steve thought when he answered the door and Doug bellowed for his wife.
"Not here any more," Steve grunted. "She went upstairs with some real rough trade."
Steve's nakedness was half-hidden behind the door. But Doug caught sight of a naked couple fucking on the couch. He had no doubt what kind of party his wife had been a part of. By the time he got up to Pete's apartment, he was seething with rage.
Then, when he knocked and heard Linda's cries for help, he acted on pure instinct. With a surge of angry strength, he kicked the door in. One look at the room told him there was trouble.
Joe had grabbed his wife, was sprawled dazedly on the floor, her ass leaking cum.
"Doug!" she gasped. "Oh.. . I'm so glad you're here."
Then Pete moved to head Doug off.
"Get your ass out of here, buddy, if you know what's good for you," he snarled. Doug pushed him. Pete staggered backward.
"Get out of my way, fuck face," he growled. "I want my wife."
Hank came flying across the room, fists flailing. Doug kicked him in the stomach. Hank doubled over, gasping for breath.
Joe and Pete attacked at the same time. Neither had a chance against the enraged Doug. He ducked Pete's flailing fist, kicking back against Joe at the same time. His foot thudded into Joe's ribs. Joe reeled backwards.
Doug's heel dug into Pete's guts. Then his fist shot straight out and crashed into Pete's face. Broken teeth flew through the air. Joe was frying to get up. Doug snapped his head back. Joe collapsed like a rag doll.
"We're getting out of here," Doug snapped to the two stunned women. He didn't even give them time to get dressed. Scooping up their clothes, he herded them out.
As the two women were running along, tits bouncing, asses jiggling, a middle-aged man came around a corner. His mouth dropped open at sight of the two naked girls.
"You didn't even see it," Doug warned him.
Doug and the two women finally made the refuge of Caroline's apartment. Caroline flew into her husband's arms.
"You were wonderful," she sobbed. Her mind was still full of the masterful way he had taken care of Pete and the others.
Doug pushed her away. "What the fuck's been going on?" he demanded. He looked around at the apartment, at the purple carpet. Were those cum stains?
"Don't be angry," Caroline pleaded. "I. .. I've made a lot of mistakes."
"Hey . . . now wait a minute," Linda cut in. She saw her sister weakening. "You haven't been doing anything your loving spouse hasn't been doing."
"Who asked you to butt in?" Doug snapped. But for the first time he became fully aware that his beautiful sister-in-law was bare-assed naked. His eyes swept up and down her nude body. He remembered the times he'd tried to fuck her and failed.
Reading the look in his eyes, Linda decided to push her advantage.
"Don't kid me, Doug," she purred. "You like to fuck around and I know it." Her arms wound around his neck. As her firm tits pushed against his chest, she suddenly kissed him full on the mouth. "Come on . . . admit it;" she said breathlessly, pulling back a little. "You'd like to fuck me, wouldn't you?"
Caroline saw what her sister was doing. She suddenly saw that maybe she could have her husband and lots of stray cock too.
"It's okay, Doug," she said. Not without a twinge of jealousy, because after all, Doug was still her husband. But this was the only way she could have her cake and eat it, too.
"Hey... wait a minute," Doug spluttered as Linda began undressing him. But he was quickly becoming excited. He hadn't had a piece of ass since the babysitter. And here was Linda, whom he'd wanted for so long, rubbing naked against him. And Caroline. He shifted his eyes from his wife's big-titted figure back to Linda's slender beauty.
"Oh, fuck... why not?"
"Come on ... lie down," Linda urged the big man when she had him naked. Positioning him on his back, she straddled his loins. "Christ, Caroline," she said admiringly, staring down at Doug's mammoth cock. "You've been hogging this beautiful cock too long."
"Oooohhhhh" Doug groaned as Linda stroked his prick. He could hardly believe this was happening. Only a short time before he had thought he'd lost his wife forever. Now, she was calmly watching as he got ready to fuck Linda. Or, as Linda got ready to fuck him.
"I want your cock up inside my cunt," Linda panted. Guiding Doug's big prick with her fingers, she settled her cunt slowly down around the huge organ. "It. . . it goes in so far!" she panted. Her eyes were open wide with lust. "Ooooohhhhh... fuck me, Doug!" she wailed.
Furiously Linda's hips began to pound up and down. Doug fucked back just as furiously, driving his bloated cock up into the moaning girl's tender cunt.
Caroline swallowed nervously. This was her husband Linda was fucking! Caroline felt foolish standing and watching. And a little left out, because Linda and Doug were obviously wrapped up in one another. Doug had reached up and was caressing Linda's swollen tits as she ground her cunt down against his rigid cock.
When she couldn't stand it any longer, Caroline moved close to the madly fucking duo. "I want some too," she said plaintively.
"Well, come on down, baby," Doug panted, His strong arms seized her legs. Puffing down, Doug made Caroline sit on his chest. With her knees spread apart on either side of his face, her cunt was only inches from his mouth.
Doug sank his fingers in the soft flesh of her ass-cheeks. He jerked her forward, sliding Caroline's cunt within reach. His tongue lashed out, stabbing far up into her pussy cut.
"Ooooohhhhh . . . yessssss," Caroline moaned. "Stick your tongue up my twat. Eat me. . . eat me!"
The two moaning women twisted and humped above Doug's big body. Linda was eagerly sliding her cunt up and down his twitching rod. His mouth was full of the taste of his wife's sweet pussy. A hell of a sexy scene, Doug thought.
Linda wrapped her arms around her sister from behind, cupping her tits lovingly. "Oooohhh... you two wonderful people," she moaned. "I'm going to cum . going to cum
"id-Me too," Caroline panted as Doug's tongue stabbed against her cut. "Hurry.. . Hurry up, Doug. . . Let's all cum together."
Doug's cock was already swelling. As his wife's hot pussy juice gushed into his mouth, his trembling prick shot a stream of cum up into Linda's cunt. He felt the hot muscular channel clamp greedily around his pulsing cock.
Panting, moaning, writhing, Doug and the two sisters let their orgasms sweep over them. Doug loved the feel of so much naked female flesh squirming above him.
When it was over and the three were lying side-by-side, Doug looked suspiciously at his wife. "You really don't mind?" he asked. "I mean... my fucking your sister?"
Caroline smiled. "No, I really don't mind," she said, and meant it. "You can even fuck the babysitter again if you want." The events of the past few days had cured her of jealousy.
"I suppose there's a catch," Doug said glumly.
"A catch?"
"Sure... you'll want to fuck other"
Caroline thought a while. "It's really not so bad ... you'll see," she said. "The trick is to make sure your mate is getting laid too. That's the best cure for jealousy. . . when you're getting yours." Doug reached out, filling his hands with flesh... Caroline's and Linda's. His finger slipped into Linda's cunt, He bent down and nuzzled his wife's tits. "I'm willing to give it a try," he said.
Then a sudden inspiration came to him.
"Hey! Let's all three of us go back up to that party in five-fourteen."
Caroline's eyes lit up. "You mean it? That's wonderful. And there's a blonde up there named Marcia I know you'll loving having."
Caroline remembered how Marcia had shoved her finger up the brunette's cunt. "I think I'd like to have her too," she murmured.
