The overwhelming problems some people face in the course of their lives can frequently lead them to commit acts they would never consider under usual circumstances.
There is the employee who, laid off from his job, stoops to theft in order to feed his family; the witness who perjures himself in order to save a friend; the football player who, under immense pressure to perform extremely difficult plays, takes drugs to improve his performance.
Karen Lewis is one of these people, for her problem-a husband who fails to satisfy her sexually-leads her to seek satisfaction in the arms of strangers, despite her strong inner conviction that adultery is wrong, despite the knowledge that her illicit behavior cannot go on undetected forever.
THE CURIOUS WIFE-a story that provides an insight into today's marriage. A lesson to us all.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Karen was happy to get the phone call from her friend Susan the night before. Susan, a secretary at Wilson Insurance Agency, downtown, had asked Karen if she wouldn't mind working at the office a few days to help out with some extra typing. Always willing to help out her friend, and glad to earn some extra money, Karen agreed immediately.
Now, it was almost six o'clock, and Karen had put in a full day's work. Susan and her boss, Tom Wilson, were in his office working on some bookkeeping while Karen finished typing some letters. She was anxious to get home for some dinner. She knew her husband Frank would be there by the time she got home. He would have to fix his own dinner tonight if she didn't get home pretty soon, but he wouldn't mind, Karen thought. Tonight was the night of one of the big football games, and when it came to football, Frank would rather watch football than eat.
Karen finished the last of the letters and stood up from the desk to take them into Mr. Wilson's office. As she did so, she ran her fingers through her long, brown hair and straightened her short skirt that had become rumpled from sitting for so long in the chair.
Karen was a beautiful woman, with hair almost down to her ass, big, round breasts, and a round ass beneath her short skirt. Men always seemed to stare at her when she walked down a street or went shopping. She enjoyed their glances, but being married, she usually just smiled and ignored them. She always thought that a married woman should be true to her husband, sexually. But lately, after only three years of marriage to Frank, she was beginning to reconsider that. Especially since she discovered Frank's love of sports over fucking.
But she didn't think there was much she could do about it. She fantasized about sex a lot. Lately she found herself being jealous of women who were still single, like Susan. Susan, she bet, fucked around a lot. With her beautiful blonde hair and gorgeous body, Susan was probably chased by a lot of men.
Maybe even by Tom Wilson. Karen caught herself as she thought that. She decided she shouldn't be thinking such things. Collecting the letters she had just finished, she walked down the hallway toward Mr. Wilson's office.
The long hallway was very dark. The light bulb must have burned out, she thought. She found her way to Mr. Wilson's office by following a thin shaft of light coming from his doorway, which was slightly open.
The whole office was very quiet, but as she neared Mr. Wilson's office, she suddenly heard a low moaning sound. She stopped in surprise. She wondered if something was wrong. Very cautiously, she tiptoed toward his doorway, holding her breath. What she saw when she looked through the small open slit shocked her.
Mr. Wilson and Susan were fucking on top of his desk. Susan was laying on her back, amidst a shuffle of business papers, while Mr. Wilson lay on top of her, plunging his prick into her cunt while she wrapped her legs around his thighs.
Karen stepped back slightly into the shadows of the hallway, just far enough, she hoped, to not be seen. But close enough to see everything that was going on inside. She could feel her hands sweating from the excitement of watching. She dropped the letters she had been carrying to the floor.
They seemed not to notice that the doorway was open, or to worry about making noise. They were moaning quite loudly now. And with every forward lurch. Mr. Wilson choked and wheezed.
"Oh, baby!" he breathed. "Your cunt is so hot!" He still had his brown business suit on, but his pants were pulled down to the knees, revealing his tanned thighs and huge, reddish prick. From the doorway, Karen thought his prick looked bigger than Frank's. When he slid it out of Susan's cunt, it looked almost ten inches long.
How Susan managed to fit his mammoth prick into her cunt, Karen didn't know, but she sure seemed to be enjoying it.
"Oh, Tom!" Susan was yelling. "I want your prick all the way up to my ears!" She arched her back and wrapped her legs around him more tightly, as if she could swallow him whole. She was naked from the waist down, and her white silk blouse was open in front, revealing her large tits that seemed to be reaching toward him with every thrust of his prick.
Mr. Wilson's face was red and glistening from sweat. Each time he thrust his prick between Susan's legs, she clutched at the sides of the desk to prevent them from falling off. But still they moved farther and farther toward the edge.
Susan was starting to wiggle crazily now. With her right arm, she suddenly knocked over the telephone, which went crashing to the floor. They laughed hysterically.
"You're wrecking my office, baby," Mr. Wilson chided her.
"You're wrecking my cunt," Susan teased him back.
Suddenly Mr. Wilson speeded his thrusts, and Susan, not expecting this, lost her hold on the sides of the desk and went plunging to the floor. Mr. Wilson went scurrying after her.
She lay on her back on the plush carpet, rubbing her bruised elbows. He leaned over her. "Did baby hurt herself?" he asked her. As he leaned forward to kiss her, she suddenly grabbed his prick in her hand, leaned forward on her elbow, and stuffed his prick right into her mouth.
On his hands and knees, he groaned with pleasure at her sucking. "Mmmmmm, baby! You're going to make me come if you don't look out."
Susan continued sucking his prick, gliding it in and out between her scarlet lips. Then she slowed down, biting at his prickhead, swirling her tongue around the little hole on the top of his prick. Then she shoved it back into her mouth and seemed to almost swallow it.
Karen felt her breath getting shorter. She put her hand underneath her skirt and felt for the elastic leg holes of her panties. Her cunt was already hot and dripping with sticky juices from watching the two. She shoved her finger up past the elastic and searched for her cunt. She stuffed her fingers up her cunt and massaged herself while she continued watching the scene inside the room.
"Susan, I want to come in your cunt, baby!" Mr. Wilson panted. He raised himself up off the floor and stood over Susan as she continued lying on the floor.
"Eat my tits, Tom," she told him, "and then you car fuck my cunt."
He crouched down again and bit her nipple. The soft, pink nipple hardened immediately. While he sucked her tit into his mouth, she fondled her other tit, moaning all along. He pushed her hand away and massaged both of her tits at once, then bit her nipples again, then sucked them and bit them again.
She was in a frenzy. Her ass was bouncing against the floor every time he bit her nipple. She arched her back up from the floor and pointed her cunt toward his prick.
His prick was dripping juice all over her belly. As he kept sucking her tits, he aimed his prick at her cunt. His prick plowed through her cunt-hairs toward her cunt. Suddenly, his prick plunged all the way into her cunt.
"Mmmmm! Oh, Tom! You fill me so good!" Susan swooned. She waved her arms hysterically. She leaned forward to kiss his face, driving her tongue deep into his throat.
Karen felt her knees starting to buckle. She crouched down on her hands and knees and played with her cunt. She found her clit and started vibrating her finger against it. She was breathing loudly now, but the two inside were making so much more noise she figured they wouldn't hear her.
"Tom! Your prick is hitting my clit!" Susan was screaming. Her face was red, drenched with sweat. She dug her fingernails into his back and drew long red streaks across his skin. She shoved her hips forward to plunge against his plunging prick.
"Oh! Oh! Ooooohhh!" Mr. Wilson moaned. He forced Ms tongue into Susan's mouth with renewed vigor now, as he plunged his cock into her arching cunt. Their juices spilled over Susan's hips onto the carpet.
They fucked faster and faster. Susan looked like she was about to explode. She held her body taut for an instant, and then she came. She screamed. She flung her arms and legs around furiously. She writhed in total abandonment. Her cunt convulsed furiously around his prick as he kept plowing into her.
"Are you ready, baby?" he breathed. "Are you ready for some hot cum?"
"Fill me up with cum, Tom!" Susan screamed back.
Suddenly, he paused as if immobilized by powerful forces. And then he surged, spewing his cum into her cunt with the force of a tidal wave. He jerked and rocked on her cunt, his long prick issuing thick white cream into the depths of her waiting cunt.
For an instant, he pulled his prick out and spewing cum all over her belly. Then he forced his prick back into her cunt and continuing his flood of potent juice.
As he came, Karen massaged her clit faster and faster. Suddenly, arching her back and issuing a small moan, she felt her own release. As she came, she could feel her cunt convulsing around her fingertips. She choked back heavy sobs as she pumped her hips forward, against her fingertips. She was covered with sweat. Her fingertips were dripping cunt-juice.
The two inside the office were silent now. When Karen regained her senses, she looked inside again to see them laying very still in an exhausted heap on the carpet. They had satisfied smiles on their silent faces.
But soon they would wake again, Karen knew, and so she slowly stood up and straightened her clothing. She noticed the letters she had typed sitting in a heap on the floor beside her. Silently, she tiptoed down the hallway to the bathroom, where she smoothed her hair and clothing and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
She snuck back down the hallway past Mr. Wilson's door, and as she did, she heard them pulling their clothes back on and straightening the papers on his desk. Karen walked all the way back to the front office where she had been working. She sat down just in time.
Mr. Wilson walked into the room, slightly red-faced, but otherwise looking quite normal.
"Excuse me," he started, his voice quavering slightly. "Are you finished with those letters?"
She looked up, trying to appear very casual and businesslike.
"Yes, they're right here," she said. "I guess you better sign them before you leave, Mr. Wilson," she continued.
"Good idea. And, by the way, call me Tom."
He quickly signed the letters and handed them back to her. As she put them into envelopes, he silently stood at the side of her desk for a moment.
"I really appreciate your coming in to help us out," he said. "I don't know what we'd do without you."
Karen looked up and smiled. "I'm glad to help out anytime."
"Well, in that case, do you think you could stay a little late again tomorrow? Susan will be coming in early, but she won't be able to stay in the afternoon."
"Sure," Karen responded. She felt a little nervous, though, thinking of being alone in the office with him. But she felt confident she could handle it.
"Great! See you tomorrow then," he said.
"Good night!"
She wished him a goodnight. She straightened the papers on her desk and had the letters ready to be mailed when Susan came into the room.
She had a mischievous grin on her face. Otherwise, she looked normal, with her clothes neatly adorning her luscious body.
"Are you ready to go?" Susan asked.
"Yes, we just have to mail these letters on the way."
"You're all finished with those?" she asked. "I knew you could work quickly, but I didn't know you were that fast!"
"Well," Karen said, "It's easy to get things done around here when the office is so quiet in the evening."
Susan gulped. "Uh, yeah," she said. "Well, let's go."
They called out a last goodnight to Tom as they passed through the hallway to the outer door. They got into Susan's car and hurried home, stopping just once at the corner to mail the letters.
When they reached Karen's house, Susan reached over and grasped her hand.
"Hey, I really appreciate your helping us out. We have so much work to do this week."
Karen squeezed Susan's hand affectionately.
"I know," she said. "But I think I'm going to like it."
CHAPTER TWO
Frank seemed to not even notice when Karen walked in. He was sitting in front of the TV set watching the football game. By the empty plate on the coffee table, Karen figured he had already eaten dinner.
"Hi," she greeted him. He grunted a hello. "I guess you've already eaten." He still said nothing. As she walked toward the kitchen, she heard Mm yelling, "Run!" to Ms favorite quarterback on the TV screen.
She ate dinner at the kitchen table and thought about what she had seen that evening at the office.
Whereas she had been embarrassed when she caught herself thinking about Susan fucking Mr. Wilson-or Tom, as she now reminded herself she should call him-when she saw them, she wasn't really surprised. Neither Tom nor Susan was married, after all. There was nothing to stop them from fucking.
As she finished her dinner, she found herself thinking about Tom's prick. It had looked so big, so wonderfully gorgeous. She thought she'd like to have his prick in her cunt. His prick, she thought, would fill up her aching, hungry cunt.
She felt horny all the time, and with good reason. Frank never fucked her during football season. She married him during basketball season, and since he wasn't that interested in basketball, their sex life had been great during those first few months. But then came football, and there went sex. Frank went out and bought a big color TV to watch the games, and things went from bad to worse. Now he was hooked on basketball, too, and every other sport he could watch.
Karen put her empty plate in the sink and walked to her bedroom. Standing in front of the mirror, she took her clothes off. They were still a little sticky from her sweat and cunt-juice. And her skin was still a little salty from the sweat that had been pouring from her in the office hallway.
She stood straight and admired her mirrored reflection. She liked her body. She touched the tips of her breasts and gently squeezed them. They puckered up into little brownish knobs. She pressed harder on her breasts, and found herself groaning softly at how good it felt.
Still watching herself, she leaned forward to look at her cunt. The insides of her thighs were sticky with cunt-juice, and her cunt looked slightly reddened. Picking up a hand mirror from her dresser top, she placed it beneath her cunt and examined herself. Opening her cuntlips wide, she tried to peek all the way up into her cunt.
She found herself thinking again about Tom's prick. Examining her deep cunt, she decided that his prick would indeed fit into her, and quite nicely. She stuck her middle finger up into her cunt. She could get it all the way in without reaching the back of her cunt.
She pulled her finger out and started playing with her clit. It felt a little raw. She wished Frank would come into the bedroom and fuck her. but she knew he wouldn't. She could still hear him rooting for his football team in the other room.
She decided to take a warm bath. She ran enough water to cover the bottom of the bathtub and then she got in, the water still running. The bathroom door locked behind her so Frank wouldn't walk in on her suddenly, she positioned herself in the bathtub so that the warm water was running directly onto her clit. Her feet were spread apart, leaning against the same wall as the tub faucet.
"Ahhh!" she moaned to herself. She could feel the nice warm water running over her clit, then bouncing off into the bathtub. She moved closer to the faucet. Now she could feel the water running over her clit and into her cunt. The warm surges filled her up like cum, but it was almost better, because she could control it with a simple turn of the faucet. Now she turned the faucet on more, so the water would stream into her cunt harder and faster.
Leaning on her elbows, with her legs up and her cunt receiving the hot water, she started fantasizing about Tom. She could almost feel his prick filling her. She wiggled her hips up and down to make believe he was plunging her cunt with his prick very rhythmically. She started feeling very hot. She could feel her cunt-juices mingling with the water from the faucet.
The bathtub was almost filled with water now, so she decided to stop and relax. She moved away from the faucet and reclined in the tub. Spreading her legs, she watched her cunt-hair waving up toward the surface. She swayed her hips and watching her cunt-hair swaying back and forth.
Her cunt was still spilling out cunt-juice. She could see the yellowish juices floating to the surface of the clear water. She fondled her warm breasts while she swayed her hips and watched her cunt-juice floating around in the tub.
Now she reached out of the tub toward the countertop for her hairbrush. Dunking the brush in the water to get it smooth and wet, she held the bristles in her hand and moved the brush toward her cunt. Separating her cunt-hair with her fingertips, she slowly eased the hairbrush handle into her cunt.
"Mmmmm," she moaned. She worked the handle around her cunt like a hard prick. She touched the walls of her cunt softly, then pulled the brush back out. She tapped the end of the brush to her clit, massaging her clit slowly at first, then more vigorously.
When she felt herself getting turned on, she pushed the brush handle back into her cunt and massaged her insides. When the excitement started subsiding, she pulled the brush back out and teased her clit again.
She repeated this over and over again, while with her free hand she massaged her tits. Her nipples were bigger than ever, excited by the combination of her hand and the warm water rippling over them.
The water in the bathtub was swishing back and forth as she continued to play with herself. She was afraid the water was going to run over onto the floor, so she leaned forward and pulled out the plug. She realized then that she could run the faucet again and turn this into the ultimate in masturbation.
After some water had drained from the tub, she leaned forward and turned on the faucet again. As the warm water spilled out, she resumed her original position underneath the faucet.
She continued massaging her cunt with the hairbrush handle, but now warm water was teasing her cunt and running into her deepest parts as she did so. She massaged her clit with the hairbrush handle while she pulled her cuntlips wide to let the warm water rush in past her clit. Then she shoved the handle deep into her cunt, squishing the warm water out of her cunt as she did so.
She had never felt anything like it. The hairbrush handle was moving into her cunt more smoothly, wetted by the bathwater and her fast-running cunt-juices. Still she massaged her breasts, as she arched up from the bottom of the tub.
She brushed the brush handle in faster and harder and pulled her cuntlips aside to let more warm water flow into her cunt. Now she shoved the brush in with one hand, and massaged her clit with the fingertips of her other hand. The water was rushing into her like a wild waterfall, and now the brush began to really feel like a huge prick.
"Oh, God!" she moaned. "Oh, Tom!"
She was closing her eyes, imagining that it was Tom who was fucking her. She could feel his monstrous prick charging into the depths of her cunt like no other prick had ever done. She could feel his prick juices mingling with her cunt-juices as they neared a gigantic climax. She could feel his muscular body covering hers as the bathwater was now covering her.
She pounded her legs against the wall and shoved the brush into her cunt as hard as she could. She could feel the brush bristles pressing against her cuntlips, tickling her clit. The warm faucet water rushed into her cunt on the sides of the brush.
She raised herself up toward the ceiling in a crashing orgasm. Her hips jerking wildly, she continued to plunge the brush into her cunt, squirming as she felt the bristles brushing against her hot clit.
The bathwater was rippling wildly as she came, over and over again. She could hear the rushing sound of the water from the faucet as it crashed into the very depths of her hungry cunt. She could imagine Tom spewing gallons of cum into her aching cunt.
She came over and over again until she could no longer tolerate it. Her body was exhausted. The bathwater was filled with cunt-juice. She moved back into a reclining position in the tub and threw the hairbrush onto the floor beside the tub. She turned the faucet off. Covered with a thin layer of her own cunt-juice, she got up out of the tub and toweled herself off.
Back in the bedroom, she put her robe on, smelling the faint scent of cunt-juice all over her body. She listened for her husband's voice in the living room. She couldn't hear him any more. She figured the game was over.
She walked into the living room, where her husband sat in his chair before the TV set. The TV set was turned off.
"How'd the game go?" she asked him, sidling up to him seductively. She hoped he would smell her hot, feminine scent.
He seemed not to notice. "We lost," he sighed.
"That's too bad," she said, leaning over him to kiss his mouth. As she did, her breasts nearly touched his face.
"Oh, Karen, don't do that now," he whined.
But she continued to tease him. She took his hand and placed it beneath the front of her robe, pushing his fingertips to her nipples. His hand was limp. She dropped it back onto his lap.
She reached down and placed her hand at the crotch of his pants.
"Let's make love," she said.
"I'm too tired," he responded. He got up from his chair and walked away from her into the bedroom.
She followed him, opening her bathrobe as she walked behind him. In the bedroom, she lay down on the bed, on her back with her legs spread wide.
"Karen, I told you I'm too tired for that," he said. He undressed and turned off the light. He got into bed beside her and turned his back toward her. Very soon he was sound asleep, snoring loudly.
Karen stayed awake for quite some time. She leaned against Frank's back and reached over toward his limp prick. Holding his prick firmly, she began to fondle and massage it. It began to get hard while he was still fast asleep.
She rubbed his prick very firmly. He was starting to moan softly. She thought he might be waking up. But then, he suddenly groaned and pushed her hand away, moving farther away from her to the edge of the bed.
She turned over toward the other side of the bed. She put her fingers on her clit and rubbed, then pushed them into her cunt. Playing with herself like that for a few minutes, she had another orgasm.
She fell asleep, and in her dreams she was fucking Tom Wilson. She was underneath him on top of his big wooden desk. When she woke up the next morning, her legs were covered with dried cunt-juice.
CHAPTER THREE
Karen dressed for the next day's work in the most seductive outfit she had, not quite proper for a business office, but quite appropriate for the little seduction she had planned. Her dress was made of a gauzy white material, almost see-through, that clung to every lush curve in her tanned body. The skirt was just above the knees, revealing a small bit of her shapely, smooth thighs. It had short, femininely flowing sleeves, and a neckline that plunged dangerously low over the tops of her tit-mounds.
She admired herself in the mirror before she left, smoothing her hands over her graceful hips, then pressing one hand forward and down toward the barely apparent triangle of dark cunt-hair beneath her flat belly. She laughed as she rubbed her fingertips across the material covering her cunt-never before would she have considered such a blatant move. But this was desperation time. Frank was a hopeless case, and she was much too young to spend her evenings frustratingly secreting cunt-juice in front of a blaring TV set.
The day went by quickly. Once again, she proved her impressive efficiency to both her friend Susan and her temporary boss and future lover Tom Wilson. So efficient was she, in fact, that Susan went home early, leaving Karen to complete a few items. The circumstances were perfect for Karen's plan.
Tom Wilson and Karen were alone in the office by five o'clock. Tom worked on some accounts silently in his private office, while Karen tapped away on the typewriter keys until all the letters were done. All, that is, except one. On that one, she had a question, one which could be answered only by Tom. She could have figured it out herself, but how else was she supposed to get Tom into the office, she had already considered.
She pushed a button on the telephone intercom.
"Yes?" Tom's voice answered.
"I'm sorry to bother you, Tom," Susan apologized, "but would you mind coming out here to answer one question for me?"
"Sure, I'll be there in a minute."
Karen began typing the final letter, very slowly. She hummed a little tune to herself and noticed that her thighs were beginning to get sticky from a thin stream of cunt-juice already dripping from her excited pussy.
"Hi!" Tom marched into the room, a warm smile on his face. "What can I do for you?"
Karen waited until Tom walked over to the desk, standing immediately to her right side. In that position, had she turned her face away from the typewriter in front of her, she would have been face to face with his balls beneath his tight pants. But she kept typing, and then stopped to point to a sentence on the page in the machine.
'This sentence," she questioned. "Does this mean Mr. Adams is entitled to full coverage in the case of theft of his car as well?"
"Hmmm," Tom mumbled. As he did, he leaned toward the typewriter, his balls rubbing faintly against Karen's arm. As she felt the wet heat against her arm, she leaned to the side slightly, applying a small amount of pressure to the front of his pants.
He seemed to not notice, or at least, to not want to notice.
"Ahem," he cleared his throat. "Yes, that's exactly what it means."
He stood up, and as he did, she raised her arm as if to reach toward the typewriter, and managed to brush her long fingertips across the crotch of his pants.
"Oh, excuse me!" she said.
"For what?" he responded, feigning ignorance. He wasn't sure what was going on. After all, Karen was a married woman, and from what Susan had told him, a pretty straight one. Tom wasn't about to take any liberties, uninvited.
But his invitation came none too soon.
"Excuse me," Karen explained, "for this!" With that, she raised her hand from her lap and very purposefully draped it across the mound in his pants, applying a gentle pressure to the fleshy form now becoming increasingly hot.
Tom stood still, dumfounded, not knowing what to do. Karen continued to let him know. Her hand still on his pants crotch, she applied more pressure, feeling the outline of his cock and balls. Already they were swelling. Heat seemed to radiate from beneath the material of his pants. Then she released the pressure, but with the tip of her slender finger, gently scraped across his prick as if looking for his cockhead beneath his pants.
"My, my!" Karen chimed. "What a big cock you have, Tom! Don't you feel a little stuffy in there?"
Karen reached forward and slowly unzipped Tom's pants and unbuttoned them at the waist. His white shorts bulged out. She palmed the mound, then slipped her fingertips into the opening in the front of his shorts, and pulled out his heavy dark cock.
"Oh, God!" Tom was leaning sideways against the desk now, his right hand flat on the desktop for support. He nearly stood on the tips of his toes as Karen proceeded to begin to pump his cock.
She held his cock in her small hand and smoothed her palm up and down the swelling surface softly at first. Tom's cock began to bounce, then raised forward, hardened into horny firmness, its surface beginning to gleam as the skin stretched over the blood-engorged veins.
Suddenly Karen squeezed Tom's cock and pulled on it almost violently, rolling the skin back and forth, watching the cockhead appear and then disappear beneath a thin layer of dark foreskin. As she yanked on his cock, small and then larger drops of pre-cum began drooling from the dark tip, and she washed the fluid over his cock to make it easier to pump.
"Oh, Karen!" Tom was starting to sway on his feet, looking as if he might lose his balance at any instant, but the best was yet to come.
Karen turned in her chair, directly facing Tom's cock. And with a sudden forward diving motion, she grabbed his cock with her front teeth and sucked it into her mouth.
"Yeeooowww!" Tom had both his hands on Karen's shoulders now, rocking back and forth on his heels as she nearly swallowed his huge cock.
Karen plunged forward with lustful vigor, her entire mouth enveloping Tom's glistening cock in saliva-dripping gulps. She pulled back to nibble on the head of his cock with her teeth, catching them on the small crevice right in back of the head. She stuck her slippery, pointy tongue into the hole at the tip of his cock, pushing in with a gentle force, as if she could tongue-fuck him from the inside out. As she did so, streams of white fluid oozed over her palate, sliding along her taste buds to the back of her mouth, where she tasted the delicious bittersweet pre-cum before she swallowed it.
She opened her mouth and slipped her moist, hot lips onto his cock, slowly pushing his cock to the back of her mouth. His cock was perhaps seven inches long, but it was incredibly thick, and seemed to be thickening more with each of Karen's sucking movements. Now she plunged his cock into her mouth again, letting them both feel the tip of his cock tickling the tissues of her tonsils, the back of her rough tongue.
And then she swallowed it. Tom screamed out in agony as he felt his cock being buried in the depths of Karen's raw, hot throat. He gushed more streams of fluid, and Karen felt it oozing down her into her stomach. She moved backward and eased Tom's cock out of her throat, gently biting now at its base, nearly biting the tops of his balls.
"Oh, baby!" Tom was clutching at her hair now, pulling on the long brown strands, getting some of them caught between his legs and covered with some of his milky white cum juice. "Oh, shit! You suck so good, baby! You suck so fucking good!"
Karen said nothing, still sucking on Tom's cock with a feverish pace. Her mouth was filled with hot cock and drooling saliva and dripping pre-cum, her teeth scraping at the sensitive skin of his cock, her throat playing with his cockhead. Tom felt like he might never get his cock out of this sweet lady's mouth, but he didn't care. If he was to lose his cock forever, this would be the way to do it, right down the hot throat of this gorgeous, cock-hungry nymph.
Tom reached down from Karen's hair to plunge his palms down the front of her low-cut dress. Her tits were already hard from the excitement of sucking Tom's cock. Without even trying to remove her dress first, he pulled out the plump mounds of Karen's tits with an almost violent tug.
"Oooh, be careful, baby," Karen reacted.
"No time to be careful!" Tom puffed. "Hungry for your tits!"
Tom grasped Karen's tits in two large handfuls, pumping them like a mother's tits, as if they would spurt milk into his awaiting mouth. The harder Karen sucked on his cock, the harder Tom kneaded her tits.
Now Karen was playing with the tip of Tom's cock again. The cockhead was nearly red with blood racing to the surface, glistening and jerking under the fluorescent office lights. As Karen eased back with her sucking, Tom began to play with her tits more gently. He grabbed her nipples between his fingertips and rolled them to a stiffer hardness. Her nipples looked as if they might keep growing into long points that he might reach with his mouth. The brown circles around her nipples widened, small veins popping out in the surface.
Tom looked down toward Karen's lap and saw a puddle of wetness on her white dress between her legs. The dampness soaked through the material and revealed her dark patch of cunt-hair, little black curls piled thick around that inner cavern. He reached down and pulled up her skirt, pushing his hand against her cunt-mound.
"Oh, Tommmm!" Karen pulled back from her sucking, leaned back in her chair almost helplessly. She spread her legs and dropped her arms to her sides. With his prick still erect before him, Tom crouched down and pushed his head into the hot, slick cunt-hair between her creamy thighs, the palms of his hands on her tits.
He nuzzled his nose beneath her cunt-hair, smelling the rich, pungent aroma of lusty cunt-juice spewing between her legs, begging for his hot cock to split her wide open. But first, he would tease her into fuller preparation.
"Get up for a minute," Tom ordered. Seeing that she was too weak with lust to even sit up straight in the chair, Tom lifted her and kicked the chair away. It went rolling across the linoleum floor with a metallic clatter. He gently eased her to the floor.
"Oh, it's cold here, Tom!"
Looking around quickly, Tom noticed the plush rug on the floor of the office reception area and decided to stage the following steps of their wild fucking scene there. Leaning over again, Tom lifted Karen from the floor, applying a hot wet kiss to her steaming cunt as he did so. He walked quickly into the reception room, and draped Karen's weakened body across the dark blue carpet. He darted to the small windows and door to close the blinds, then returned to his cunt feast.
Karen was mumbling incoherently, lost in a daze of hot excitement. She didn't notice Tom's return to her spot until she suddenly felt a hard bite on her aching cunt.
"Ouch!" Her legs tensed, then relaxed. Tom pushed her legs apart as she lay on her back, and crawled between them on his hands and knees. He stuck his rough tongue into the valley just behind her cuntlips and traced their shape with gentle, salivating strokes.
"OOOOHHHHH!" Karen cried out, trying to sit up to push Tom deeper into her itching cunt. Tom reached forward and mashed down her tits with his rough palms, and Karen fell back again, lost in an unbelievable dream.
There she was, Karen saw herself, being sucked by a handsome man with a monster cock, her nipples being tweaked and massaged and stretched. There she was in a wonderful dream, in a place she should have gone to many years before. She could hardly believe it. But the feeling was a true one. And now Tom stopped sucking and raised himself up on his thickly muscles arms, tearing his shirt off as he leaned forward.
"Take your pants off, too!" Karen hissed, bending her legs at the knees, flinging her dress off over her head.
"Holy shit!" Tom exclaimed as Karen's full-bodied figure emerged from beneath the white material. "Holy fucking shit!"
Tom had never seen such a luscious body. Karen's every curve, every bit of smooth, sun-darkened skin, every pore, was flawless, perfect. Tom felt as if he was about to feast after a lifetime of starvation, so extraordinary was she.
And Tom was gorgeous in Karen's eyes, too. Beneath the rather droll appearance of a proper businessman, Tom's body was that of a firmly muscled, sexily hairy, perfectly masculine and powerful male, about to fuck the living daylights out of her poor neglected cunt.
"Okay, babe," Tom huffed. "Are you ready?"
Karen leaned back seductively and spread her legs as wide as possible. She put her hands on her nipples and rubbed them in little circles.
"Mm, yes!"
With that, Tom crouched forward, spreading her cunt-hair with his fingertips and then suddenly plunging all of his thick cock into her drooling cunt at once.
"AAAAGGGGHHHH!" Karen screamed as she jerked back, taken by surprise by Tom's sudden entrance. It had been so long since she'd had a cock up her cunt that she'd nearly forgotten the thrill of that initial plunge. Now she remembered, and she wanted more.
Tom gave it to her. He rested for a moment in the deep recesses of her drooling hot cunt, then pulled his cock almost all the way out. He could see her barely breathing, in anxious anticipation of his next movement. Pausing, glaring at her with a lascivious smirk on his sweat-drenched face, he plunged forward rapidly again, driving the full length of his reddened cock into her wet, waiting cunt.
"Oh, Tom! You're driving me crazy!"
Tom began pumping his cock into Karen's cunt more rhythmically now, his deep hard strokes seeming to push her intestines back into the deeper recesses of her gullet each time. She wrapped her soft thighs around his hard, thick back and raised her ass up off the carpeted floor, pushing forward against his heavy thrusts.
Tom leaned forward and began to nibble at her tits, then bite.
"Hard, Tom! Bite me hard!"
Tom sucked her tit into his mouth and bit down on her nipple as hard as he could without drawing blood.
"Ahhhhh, Tommmmmm! So good!" Karen raised her head up from the carpet and kissed his forehead as he sucked on her tits. At the same time, he continued pumping into her cunt with increasingly faster strokes.
The carpet beneath them was soaked with their juices, and steam seemed to rise up around their heaving bodies. Faster and faster Tom fucked Karen's aching cunt. Karen could feel the smooth surface of his cock pressing against her clit now, and as she did, she began to build a sexual momentum that would have to crash soon, or she would go totally insane.
"Tom! I'm so hot, Tom!"
Tom began to fuck her in a circular screwing motion, which increased the itching friction against her erect clit. She dug her heels into his back and pushed herself further up off the floor.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!" she breathed in rhythm to his fucking.
Tom's face was red and dripping with sweat, and he gritted his teeth in an almost fearsome expression as he drew closer and closer to the inevitable orgasm.
"Okay, baby. You're gonna get it!" Tom grabbed Karen's body up close, pressing her so hard she could nearly feel bruises forming on her tender limbs. But she grabbed him back, almost choking him with the pressure of her legs around his back, and tearing long red gashes with her fingernails across his shoulders.
"Tom! I'm . . . " Karen rose up off the floor completely, Tom supporting them now with only the palms of his hands and the tips of his toes.
"You're coming, babe. WE'RE COMING!! " Tom shoved his thundering cock through Karen's enveloping cunt with ruthless speed now.
They felt as if Tom would be sucked into Karen completely in a fiery flash, both of them coming in a huge eruption of splashing juices and uncontrollably shaking limbs. Tom heaved load after heavy load of thick white cum into the deepest recesses of Karen's cunt. Karen sucked up his cum into her cunt, all the empty spaces of her inner being, then splashed pools of fresh cunt-juice around the source of their fury. Karen nearly flew into the air. Tom nearly fell through the floor. They crashed, writhed, convulsed, and screamed in ecstatic glory, their voices echoing throughout the offices and hallways.
"AAGGGGHHHH! AAAARRRR-GGGGHHHH!"
"FUCKKKK! EEEEEEE! CRRRAA-AAAHHHHH!"
Their bodies escaped their conscious control, caught up in a dance of the love gods. And then the spirits had finished their convoluting rituals, Tom and Karen sank into the carpet in almost lifeless exhaustion, the sex spirits exorcised from their numbed bodies.
They lay still for some time. When Karen got her breath back, she began running her fingers gently through Tom's hair. He looked up and smiled at her with bright eyes.
Suddenly the phone rang. Tom raised himself up with great effort to answer it.
"It's for you," he said, handing the receiver to Karen.
Karen rested her head on her hand as she answered. She listened, then said, "I'm sorry, dear. I'll be right home." She hung up the phone.
Ton turned red, frightened. "Was that your husband."
"Yes, it was."
"Oh, shit!"
"There's nothing to worry about, love." Karen said, gently running her fingers across Tom's shoulders. "He just wanted to let me know I missed the touchdown that won the game."
"Huh?"
"I'll explain it all later. Right now I better get home."
Karen pulled on her dress and straightened her tangled hair, while Tom sat on the floor watching her, still in awe of her perfect body.
"I'll have to come in tomorrow to finish that letter," she said.
"I'll be waiting," Tom said, smiling.
Karen leaned over and kissed Tom's cock before she swept out through the doorway.
CHAPTER FOUR
It wasn't until the following morning that a tinge of guilt hit Karen for her fuck the night before with Tom. She was lying in bed beside Frank, watching his slow, deep breathing. She reached around his waist to touch his cock, soft and limp now, but still long and sexy. She remembered how turned on she had been by Frank when they had first been married. They would start their fucking right after dinner, on the kitchen floor, in the living room, wherever they happened to be at the time. Then Frank would lift Karen up in his big, strong arms and carry her to the bedroom, where he would give her a proper fucking on their bed. They would fall asleep in one another's arms, and often wake in the middle of the night to fuck again and again.
Karen missed that. She knew she still loved Frank, but there seemed to be no way to get through to him. Even if she became as interested in sports as he was, what good would it do her? They could watch games together. Big deal! She wanted to hear Frank whisper sweet nothings into her ear, not rant and rave about foul plays or illegal passing.
Karen got ready for work with a feeling of sadness in her heart, and a frustrated secretion of juices in her cunt. Sure, she'd loved fucking Tom the night before, but Tom wasn't the man she loved. Tom wasn't her husband. She stood in front of the mirror, combing her long, shining black hair, wondering if her husband just maybe wasn't attracted to her any more. Maybe she was doing something wrong, without knowing it. She decided to talk to Susan about her problem. Susan seemed more experienced at things like this. Maybe she could help.
When Karen arrived at work, Susan was sitting in the secretary's office alone, filing some papers.
"Good morning!" Susan chirped, running her slender hand through her long blonde hair. She was wearing a ruffled pink blouse with a low-cut bodice, revealing the tops of her gorgeous tits. A tight magenta skirt outlined the well-rounded curves of her hips and thighs. Susan always looked so fresh, so feminine. If Karen were a man, she thought as she gazed at Susan, she would surely get a hard-on just looking at her. Just the fantasy of touching Susan's soft tits would be enough to stimulate any man's cock into instant action.
"Hi," Karen responded, rather quietly.
"Hey, what's wrong?" Susan asked, walking over to Karen's side. She put her soft arm around Karen's shoulder. Karen said nothing. "Let me guess," Susan continued, putting her fingertip to her juicy red lips. "Man problems?"
Karen nodded agreement, then flushed a deep red, remembering that Frank wasn't her only man problem. Now, since last night, Tom was her problem, too. Tom was Susan's man, and Karen had fucked him last night. How could she talk to Susan about him?
"I've know about you and Frank for a long time," Susan said, giving Karen an affectionate squeeze. Her fingertips faintly touched Karen's tit as she did so, sending a small jolt through Karen's body. It was strange, almost the same type of excitement she got when a man touched her there. She supposed that that's what happens when a woman is so horny and desperate to be touched by just about anyone.
"You have?" Karen asked, wondering how Susan could know that Frank had lost all interest in her.
"How could I help but know? Every time I've come to see you, Frank is sitting in front of the TV set. I've watched you trying to get close to him, and how he doesn't even seem to notice. I've never been able to understand how you could stay married to him, until I realized, you must really love the guy."
With this, Karen broke into quiet sobs.
"What am I doing wrong, Susan? We used to have it so good! I feel like I've tried everything. Now I feel like a failure. And worse, I'm horny all the time. And last night.. . " She stopped herself before she mentioned the fuck with Tom. She'd been hurting when she fucked Tom, but she didn't want to hurt her best friend now.
"Come here, baby," Susan said, drawing Karen close in her arms. "Come cry on my shoulder."
Karen leaned on Susan's shoulder and let out a long string of loud sobs. Her body began shaking almost uncontrollably.
"I'm so unhappy!" she lamented.
"Don't worry, baby," Susan reassured her. "Everything will get better. Leave it to me. You trust me, don't you?"
Karen nodded her head. As she did so, Susan leaned forward and kissed her hard on the lips. Karen blinked her eyes in confusion. What was going on? She jerked back. Susan moved close again, kissed her again, this time pushing her slender, hot tongue into Karen's mouth. Instead of pushing her away again, Karen found that she was getting turned on. She was becoming frightened now. This wasn't right, getting turned on by the kiss of another woman.
"Tom might come in," Karen protested rather lamely. But she made no effort to pull out of Susan's warm embrace.
"Tom's taking the day off," Susan said. "He called me this morning, said he had a long night here yesterday."
Again, Karen's face turned crimson, knowing how Tom had spent his long night.
"Nobody else is going to be here today. Just you and me," Susan told her. She began running her long fingers through Karen's hair. "God, you have beautiful hair. Your dark hair, your dark skin . . . I wish I looked like you. Everyone thinks it's great being a blonde, but I've always wanted to have long dark hair like yours. And I've always wanted to run my fingers through your hair, just like this."
Susan massaged Karen's scalp with small circular motions. Karen felt herself falling almost into a trance, feeling like she was being well taken care of. She trusted Susan, she had known her for so many years now, and she had never done anything to hurt her. Now, she followed Susan's every move, as if they were in a sexy dance together.
Susan drew Karen's face up to hers and planted another wet kiss on her aching lips. Karen responded by pusliing her lips hard against Susan's. Karen pushed her tongue into Susan's mouth, tracing the form of her shiny white teeth with her tongue tip, beathing hard hot breath into the back of her throat. Karen pushed her own tongue into Susan's mouth. Their tongues played with each other, twisting, grappling. Their hot mouths began placing little kisses on each other's chins, noses, foreheads.
They were wordless, lost in a sexual haze that had resulted from so many years as good friends. Susan took the first step, and Karen followed, prompting Susan to take the step after that.
While kissing, Susan began fondling Karen's back through the thin material of her soft white blouse, feeling the shoulder blades protruding so faintly, then running her fingers down her spine.
"Mmmmmm," Karen responded, her hand now on Susan's belly, a soft, flat surface, beneath her tight skirt. "You have a gorgeous body," she murmured. She recalled how turned on she had gotten when she first saw Susan in her ruffled pink blouse, and she moved her hand slowly up toward her tits.
"Oh, baby!" Susan groaned with the delicious feeling of Karen's hand on her tits, just above the bodice of her blouse.
Karen pushed her fingertips down beneath Susan's blouse, beneath her lacy white bra. Her tits seemed to be expanding from the excitement of the moment, ready to burst out of her bra. Karen shoved her fingertips down further, two of them surrounding one of her nipples.
"Mmmmmm," Susan murmured, feeling her nipple harden against Karen's seductive touch. "Push down, baby. Squeeze me hard!" she huffed.
Karen squeezed on Susan's nipple, feeling it harden beneath her sensitive fingertips. She pulled Susan's tits out of the top of her blouse. And then, suddenly, she leaned down and began to kiss Susan's tits. She pushed her hot, saliva-covered tongue against Susan's nipple, stimulating it into a huge erection, then moved so Susan's other tit.
Susan was hanging onto Karen as if she had no power of her own to stand. She was leaning back, groaning. Between her creamy thighs, she could feel her cunt starting to drip hot liquid juices, bubbling up into the crotch of her panties. She arched her drooling cunt against Karen's cunt. When their cunts met, a surge of electricity seemed to shoot through the air. Steam seemed to rise between them.
Karen quickly began unbuttoning Susan's louse, still licking and sucking at her tits as she id so. All along, Susan kept groaning, pulling on Karen's hair, merging her fiery cunt with Karen's. "Touch my tits!" Karen demanded as she peeled Susan's blouse off her shoulders. She looked at the perfectly proportioned tits and belly before her with great admiration, she began unzipping Susan's skirt, pulling it down.
Susan reached forward and ground her hand into the mounds of Karen's dark tits. Susan lifted Karen's blouse up from the waist of her skirt, shoving her fingertips underneath Karen's bra. She kneaded her tits with a relentless pressure, nearly driving Karen up the wall with the delicious feelings.
"Oooooohhh! That's so good!" Karen tore off her own blouse and threw it across a desk. She held one of her tits in her hand and pulled Susan's face toward it.
"Suck it!" she demanded.
Susan leaned forward and began licking Karen's nipple, then sucking it with great force into her mouth, biting at it with her wet teeth. She sucked and dribbled hot saliva down the front of Karen's belly. Karen fell back against a desk, and Susan leaned forward, her mouth still on her tit, her hand kneading the soft creamy flesh of her other one.
Instinctively, Karen spread her legs as Susan fell on top of her on the desk. Karen reached toward Susan's cunt, now covered only with a pair of lacy nylon panties. As she placed her palm against Susan's cunt-mound, she felt hot juices soaked through the crotch. She dug her fingertip through the elastic panty leg and began working her finger through her curled blonde cunt-hair to the crevice, dripping hot juice.
"Oh, yeah!" Susan yelled, feeling a jolt of lightning soar through her body with Karen's hot probing.
Susan ripped off the rest of Karen's clothes as she lay crouched over her on the desk. She pushed down her panties with a forceful, scratching motion, feeling hot steam rising from Karen's cunt as she did so. She pushed Karen's panties toward the floor, and as she kneeled down to pull them off her ankles, she leaned forward to plant a hot kiss on Karen's dark haired cunt.
"Oh, God!! " Karen groaned. She grabbed Susan's head and began grinding her cunt up toward her face, still leaning backward on the desk.
Susan thrust her dripping, steaming tongue into the swirling swells of Karen's cunt, licking up the dripping oozes of cunt juices shining on her soft rounded thighs. She pushed her fingertips into Karen's cunt hair, parting the curls to reveal the plump pink cuntlips vibrating in sexual frenzy. She ran her finger along her cuntlips, watching in delight as Karen's cunt poured forth more cunt-juice and throbbed with growing passion.
Suddenly Susan leaned forward, her nose between Karen's cuntlips, and bit her clit.
"AAAAHHHH!" Karen screamed, nearly humping Susan's face with a violence that would have thrown her off and against the opposite wall. She shoved her hips forward, catching Susan's face in the space between her legs like a clamp on a piece of wood.
"Suck me! Suck me! SUCK ME!! " Karen demanded, holding Susan's head in her hands, tangling her hair in her sweating palms. Her face was flushed deep red, and she was breathing hard, puffing in rhythm to Susan's artful nips on her demanding cunt.
Susan was sucking for all she was worth, licking up cunt juice and swallowing it, then biting on Karen's clit, flicking it with her tongue, then licking all around her cuntlips in a long sexy motion.
"I love it!" Karen was screaming, gritting her teeth now. She spread her legs as wide as possible, standing on the tips of her toes.
"Get on the desk," Susan ordered, pushing her ass up onto the desk and then back farther into the desk's center.
Karen lay back and drew her legs up, bent at the knees, still spread wide. Now Susan was holding onto the edge of the desk, lapping Karen's cunt-juice as it dripped in a steady stream.
"Okay, love," Susan announced. "Are you ready for the biggest come you've ever had?"
Karen screamed, "Yes!" She felt totally helpless, her mind and body controlled by the passion of the moment, by the power in Susan's expert tongue. And her helplessness was glorious. She had nothing to fear from this friend, and everything to gain. "SUCK ME!" she cried, pulling Susan's head deeper into her cunt.
"Relax," Susan said, pushing Karen's hands away from her head.
Karen leaned back, her legs spread, fondling her own tits, staring up at the ceiling in passionate delight as she readied herself for the greatest tongue fucking she would ever experience.
Susan spread Karen's cuntlips with her fingers and began beating on her clit with regular strikes of her wet, sticky tongue.
"Oooh! Oooh! Oooh!" Karen was chanting in rhythm with Susan's clit stimulation. She could hear the slurping sounds of Susan's mouth against her cunt. She could feel a pressure building up between her thighs. She felt like she was about to explode, to hit the ceiling with a thunderous roar.
Susan kept licking, kept sucking, kept hitting Karen's clit with rhythmic beatings. Karen's heels were pounding on her back now. Her back was beginning to arch up off the desk, revealing the gorgeous contours of her ass, beaded with hot sweat. Susan could feel Karen's orgasm growing, building, ready to break. She sucked on Karen's clit harder, faster, and shoved her fingertips into Karen's cunt with swift, vigorous motions.
Suddenly Karen let loose with a tumultuous orgasm. Her body raised up off the desk, supported only by her elbows and her legs wrapped around Susan's neck.
"AAARRRGGGHHHHH! Oh, shit! Oh, fuckkkkkk!" she growled, heaving what felt like gallons of cunt-juice into Susan's sucking mouth. Now she leaned forward to grap onto Susan's head again, hanging over her shoulders, breathing in heavy, thick gulps.
Susan slowed her licking motion, calming Karen's orgasm.
Slowly Karen came down from her come. She hung over Susan's shoulder, her legs still wrapped around her. Then she lay back, hanging limply on the desk.
"That was wonderful! I've never felt anything like that!"
Susan moved away from her cunt, sitting cross-legged on the floor next to the desk. She fondled her own still-hot tits while she listened to Karen's breaths calm into a regular pattern.
Karen sat up and smiled at her friend. "You're still hot, aren't you?" she asked.
Susan nodded in silent agreement, putting her finger into the leg of her panties, delving for her cunt.
Karen pushed herself up off the desk and leaned down toward Susan. She gently pushed Susan onto her back, sliding up between her legs. She leaned up toward Susan's mouth and gave her a soft kiss.
"That's for what you did for me."
She kissed her again.
"And that's for what I'm going to do for you."
A little shiver went through Susan's body. She embraced Karen, drew her up tight between her legs. They could feel each other's tits rubbing warmly against each other. Their cunts were pressing together, their cunt-hair tangling together in a blonde and brunette nest.
Karen slid down and kissed Susan's tits. Her nipples hardened immediately, she nipped at Susan's tits with easy bites, and Susan jerked after each one. Now Karen began sliding farther down her body, nipping at her bellybutton, reaching toward her slippery cunt. She began pushing her tongue into Susan's panty-covered cunt. Susan arched her back and drew off her cunt-juice-soaked panties.
Suddenly Susan stopped her. "The desk drawer!" she said in a deep, puffing voice. She pointed forward to the desk behind Karen's head. Karen turned around and pulled open the top drawer. In the back, just behind a shuffle of papers, she found a strange-looking white plastic contraption. She'd never seen one before-a dildo. It was about eight inches long, and about two or three inches wide, and had soft, squiggly rubber-like wiggles on its outer surface. Something like a cock, except for one added attraction: it had a battery, and when turned on, it would vibrate.
"You want this in your cunt?" Karen asked.
"Yessss!" Susan hissed, spreading her legs wide, scratching her cuntlips as she waited eagerly.
Karen moved the buzzing dildo toward Susan's waiting cunt. First she played it against her cuntlips, watching them bulge with a flow of excited blood pumping into them. Then she touched it against the beginning of her deeper cunthole, as it throbbed in anticipation. Finally she pumped it into Susan's cunt. Susan pulled back for a second, then moved forward to push herself against the dildo even harder.
"Oh, that's good!" Susan moaned. "Keep doing that!"
Karen pushed the buzzing dildo in and out of Susan's dripping cunt with a slow, rhythmic pace. Then she added a frill to the action. She pushed it into Susan's cunt, then pulled it out and buzzed it against Susan's erect little clit before she pushed it back into the dark sloshy recesses of her cunt.
"Oh, God! That's perfect!" Susan was starting to arch her back, leaning on her elbows. Her feet were flat on the floor, her ass held up in the air. The buzzing dildo was fucking her, and she was fucking the buzzing dildo.
In and out Karen continued to move the dildo, faster now. When she pushed it into Susan's steaming cunt, she pushed it as far as she could, feeling as if it might slide all the way into her womb. And when she pulled it back out, she did so with a circular motion that excited Susan even more. Then she pressed it harder and harder against Susan's throbbing, blood-thickened clit. Harder and faster she fucked Susan with the exciting dildo, watching Susan writhe and groan and heave her body into full force against the buzzing little plastic cock.
"Mmmmmm. Uhhhhhh! Oooooohhh!! " Susan was fucking against the dildo with all her might now. She grabbed Karen by the hair and led her face toward her tits.
"Suck 'em!" she ordered, forcing Karen's mouth onto her erect nipple.
Karen sucked Susan's nipple and fucked the dildo in and out of her cunt, watching her cunt-juices dripping faster onto her smooth golden thighs.
"Ahhhhh! It's starting!" Susan's face began turning a deep red. Suddenly she stiffened, tightening her hold on Karen's head.
"GGGGAAAA AAHHHHH!! ! " She screamed loud enough to bring the roof down. She shook with a violent motion that Karen thought might break her neck, as Susan continued to hold onto her with all her might. "Ooooh! Oooooh! Oooooh!" Susan whooshed with each exciting wave of orgasm spreading through her body, dumping streams of hot cunt-juice onto the floor, leaving a little pool of juice under her writhing ass.
Finally she collapsed in an exhausted heap, letting go of Karen completely. Karen smiled down upon her as she watched her friend wiggle in the last of her tumultuous come.
Susan sat up after a short time and hugged her friend.
"You know, I really love you."
"Me, too," Karen said, hugging her back. "Now listen. We gotta take care of that problem of yours. I know someone who can help you. "Who."
"Tom."
Karen blushed. "I have something to confess."
Before she could tell Susan about her escapade with Tom the night before, Susan started laughing.
"Oh, so that's what Tom's long night was all about!"
Karen nodded her head silently, embarrassed. "Are you . . . mad at me?"
Susan laughed again. "No, of course not, silly! I'm happy for you. You don't know how long I've been watching you walking around horny, wishing you'd do something like that."
"But it doesn't really solve my problem," Karen said. "It's Frank I want to fuck."
"Yeah, I know that, too. Just leave it to me, babe. I'll take care of everything. In the meantime, if I ever see you looking horny again, I'll disown you."
Karen leaned over and kissed Susan's exhausted cunt.
"Or, at least, I'll just have to fuck you myself!" Susan laughed.
CHAPTER FIVE
Karen drifted into the house that evening with a look of satisfaction on her face. Two great fucks in two days! She saw Frank sitting in front of the TV set, as usual, a can of beer in his hand, rooting for the home team.
"Catch that fucker!" he was hollering at a black-clothed form chasing a white-clothed form across a seventeen-inch color TV screen. For the life of her, Karen couldn't figure out what was so damned exciting about watching a bunch of idiots clobbering each other in a pile of mud. But with her cunt satisfied, at least for now, she was willing to consider the possibility that she-and other women-may never understand what it is about football that turns normally quiet men into howling lunatics.
She walked toward the chair Frank was sitting in and leaned over to kiss him on the forehead.
"Hi, honey," she said, affectionately.
"Well, hello, gorgeous!" came a reply. Karen was stunned for an instant, the words and the voice sounding to untypical for her husband at times like these. Just as she was about to plant an even juicier kiss on Frank's forehead, she spotted a figure moving in the corner of her eye.
"I said, 'hi, gorgeous!'" Joe Walsh, Frank's business partner and closest friend, was walking into the living room from the kitchen, where he had helped himself to a cold beer.
Karen nearly jumped, not only from the surprise, but because in her leaned-over position, her ass was swinging very seductively in the air under her short skirt, all-too-visible to Joe's gaze. She stood up quickly and straightened her skirt.
"Nice dress there," Joe said, smiling sweetly. He sat down in a chair in front of the TV set, still looking up at Karen's legs just beneath her dress.
Karen just didn't trust the man. Never had. Frank never seemed to notice how Joe alwas seemed to be undressing Karen with his dark green eyes. He was quite a handsome man, but how could her husband's best friend look at her that way? It just wasn't right.
And yet, when Karen looked back at him, she could feel the juices in her cunt start to spurt again. Oh, what's going on with me? she wondered.
I'm forever horny.
But she remembered that she didn't have to be. Joe returned his gaze to the TV set, rooting for the team right along with Joe. But Karen sensed that if Joe had something better to do, he wouldn't really care too much about the game.
She walked to the bedroom and flung off her clothes. They were slightly crumpled from the afternoon's activities. She opened a dresser drawer and pulled out a soft sweater that she knew would fit very tightly around her tits, and a pair of similarly tight slacks. As she pulled her slacks up, she noticed that her panties were wet, just from looking at Joe. Something strange was going on with her. All her ideas about right and wrong, when it came to fucking anyone other than her husband, seemed to have flown right out the window. All she knew now was that she was hot, and she wanted to take care of her growing passion, even if it meant taking care of it with someone other than Frank. Things would work themselves out. That's what Susan had told her.
Maybe the game would be over soon, she thought as she fixed some dinner for herself. She would turn Frank on that night, somehow. She stood in the kitchen leaning against a shelf as she ate a sandwich for dinner. When she finished, she walked over to the refrigerator for a glass of juice. As she stood there, peering into the back of a shelf, she suddenly felt a hand on her ass, pinching her.
"Hey, what's.. . "
She turned quickly to find Joe's big hand fondling her ass. She slammed the refrigerator closed, stood with her back against it, and told Joe, "Stop it! What do you think you're doing?"
"Why, I'm just admiring this pretty ass of yours," he drawled in his husky voice.
Karen stood still, her hands flat on the refrigerator, bracing herself. "You can't do this!"
"Okay, so I'll do this instead," he said, running his fingers up her belly toward her tits. He pushed his fingertips against the smooth surface of her tight sweater, making the big bulges of her tits more apparent.
"Joe,I.. . "
"Shhh," he answered. "Frank might hear you."
"Damned right he might! And he ought to, you, you . . . creep!"
"And if he hears, what then? He chased me outta here and then goes back to the football game. Is that what you want?"
"Yes! I mean, no! God, I don't know!"
"I'll show you what you want, Karen. I'll show you what you've wanted for a long, long time."
Karen stood motionless as Joe wrapped his arms around her, unzipping her sweater. He lifted it over her head, and as he did, he undid her bra. Her bra slipped to the floor. He pushed her harder up against the refrigerator, then leaned over and began sucking on her round, heaving tits. He bit her nipple, then stood back, watching her brown nipple throb. Then he leaned over again, sucking her huge tit into her mouth, feeling her body nearly collapsing, kneading her other tit with his hand.
"Ooooooh, Joe!" she murmured, holding his head in her hands, drawing him close to her. "Bite it!"
Suddenly Joe stopped, standing up and wiping the saliva from his mouth. "Well, halftime's over." He winked and started walking toward the door into the living room.
Karen watched him, her mouth hanging open in shock. Thoughts raced rapidly through her head. She shouldn't have been doing that anyway. Especially here, in her own kitchen, with her own husband sitting in the other room. But her cunt was aching, and she was fondling her tits when only moments before they were being deliciously sucked.
"Joe!" she suddenly hissed, just before he was out the door.
He turned with a questioning look, stopping in his tracks.
"Fuck me, Joe!" she breathed, amazed at her words.
Joe's face broke out into a wide grin. "I thought you'd never ask, baby!"
"I.. . I can't help it!" she stammered.
"You don't have to explain," he said, walking slowly towards her. She was standing next to the refrigerator, hands at her side, looking down at the floor in embarrassment. Joe moved close to her, grasping her hands, pulling her towards him.
"Frank . . . he might see us," she protested.
"Are you going to start with that again? Shut up and give me your hand," Joe commanded her. He pulled her hand toward his waist, pushing her palm across his crotch.
"You're hard, Joe!" she gasped. Suddenly she stopped worrying about whether or not her husband would find them. All that mattered was
Joe's thick cock, beneath her fingertips, feeling like it was about to burst out of his tight pants. "Fuck me, Joe. Please, fuck me now!"
"I want you to do something for me first," he answered. He unzipped his pants, and his erect cock popped out, shoving up against her front. He reached up to run his hands through her long strands of shining brown hair, then suddenly grabbed her head hard and began to push her down to the floor in front of him.
"What.. . what's going on? What are you doing?"
"Suck me, Karen! Eat my goddamn cock!"
"But I don't want to. I want you to fuck me."
"Listen, bitch! You're going to suck me, whether you like it or not."
Karen was suddenly afraid of Joe. She had sucked cocks before, and she knew she could do it well. She knew she even liked it. But now, Joe was being so pushy. No, worse than pushy. He was bordering on violence. Karen was determined to not allow herself to be shoved around like this.
"How dare you!"
Joe pulled her hair as she tried to get free from his grasp. He was much too strong for her. He shoved her onto the floor and held her down with his muscular arms. He was starting to sweat from the exertion. Beads of perspiration glistened on the hair on his chest, showing just above the top button of his jersey. The expression on his face was a mean one, an almost dangerous one.
"Leave me alone!" Karen screamed. "I'll call Frank!"
"Ha!" Joe laughed. "You think he's going to hear you? He's deaf, as far as you're concerned."
"Frank!" Karen screamed. There was no response from the other room. Joe was right. She may as well have been a million miles away as far as Frank was concerned.
"Okay, bitch, you're asking for it!" Joe grabbed Karen's wrists and pinned them to the floor while he crawled on top of her. His heavy, muscular body was too strong and large for her to escape. She wriggled beneath him, trying to kick him away, trying to hit him or scratch his eyes, but it was no use. She was trapped.
Joe grabbed a dish towel from a hook on the refrigerator and tied it across her mouth.
"Joe, stop! Mmmmmpphhhh!" Karen couldn't say a word now. Still she struggled, but she was becoming weak. Fighting Joe was like fighting a heavyweight wrestler. Finally she stopped struggling and began to cry, tears streaming down the side of her face, being soaked up by the dish towel.
"Okay, cunt! I'm gonna take the towel off now, but you gotta promise to keep quiet." Joe leaned over her, his hot hairy body pressing down on her bulbous tits, and removed the towel.
As soon as he did that, Karen started to sit up, and she opened her mouth as if to scream.
As she did so, Joe made a quick move to his knees, straddling the top part of her body, and plunged the full length of his monstrous cock right down her throat.
"MMMMPHHHHH!! " Karen was shoved back by the heavy pressure of Joe's steaming cock in her throat. She felt like she was going to gag, to choke, to die from the thick monster in her mouth.
"Oh, baby! You have the hottest mouth! Suck me good!" Joe held Karen down with his hands tightly grasping her wrists. He forcefully shoved his cock back and forth in her drooling mouth, coating the entire length in her warm saliva.
Karen stopped gagging when she realized there was no escape. What's more, she could feel the hard bulb of the tip of his huge cock in the sensitive back portions of her throat, and she found herself actually getting turned on. She'd never thought she could like something like this, being forced to suck a man's cock. But now, pinned down by this strong man, she felt suddenly weak. She would do anything he told her to do.
Joe loosened his hold on her slightly. He noticed that when he did, she made no attempt to escape. He was right in his estimation of her. A cock-teaser all the way. Giving them hell like this was the only way to deal with them.
Karen began to move her head back and forth over the length of Joe's cock. In the corner of her eye, she could see the blue veins running along the side, filled with blood. His cock was longer than any cock she'd ever seen, perhaps nine inches long! Joe had freed one of her hands from his tight hold, and with it, she reached for his heavy dangling balls. They were bigger than goose eggs, all covered with a thin layer of brownish hair. She fondled them, squeezed them.
"Ohhh, that's the way! Squeeze my balls and suck me good!" Joe's knees were flat on the floor, and as he pushed forward, he nearly raised himself up by the tips of his toes. He still wore his pants and shirt, and the area around his crotch was beginning to get soggy with saliva and juices from his hot prick.
Karen, too, was still in her clothes. They were sticking to her body from all the sweat of her exertions. She wanted to be free from them, so she moved her hand from his cock for a moment and tried to pull her sweater off. Joe pulled his cock all the way out of her mouth for one moment and helped her strip off her sweater.
"Shit!" he exclaimed, seeing for the first time Karen's naked tits. He was astounded by their size, their fullness, the big brown nipples that seemed to beg for his touch, for his sucking. But later for that. Right now he leaned forward and once again shoved his thick cock into Karen's waiting mouth. This time it was easy. Her mouth was hot and wet, just waiting for a thick prick.
Karen could feel Joe's asscheeks pressing against her bare tits as he lunged into her mouth. The soft skin of his asscheeks was stimulating her tits, sending her nipples into full erection, both of them at the same time. As that happened, she felt as if an electric shock passed from her tits to her cunt. Her cunt started dampening, then suddenly seemed to pour out thick juices into the crotch of her panties beneath her tight pants. She thought she was going to come without even being fucked, just by feeling Joe on her tits and in her mouth.
Karen grabbed for Joe's balls again, kneading them softly at first, then harder. She looked up and saw him arching his back away from her as she kneaded him and sucked him. Her mouth was full of saliva, and she spread it liberally all over his big purplish cock.
"Harder! Do it harder!"
Karen moved her head toward his crotch to take more and more of his long thick cock into her mouth. She could feel the head of his cock in the back of her mouth, tickling her tonsils. Then she drew her head back, away from him, wrapping her wet lips around the full outer surface of his cock, sucking off the juices as she did so. When his cock was nearly out of her mouth, she kneaded his balls and moved her hand up to the base of his cock. Then, running her hand up the hard lower length of his huge cock, she leaned forward again and slithered her mouth over his cock once again. She did this with a slow, regular rhythm, an experienced cock-sucker's rhythm.
Joe had been sucked before, but never like this. All the women who had sucked him had done it as if they were afraid of him, and if given the choice, would not have sucked his cock. Karen, on the other hand, had been afraid at first, but now he could tell she was thoroughly enjoying her sucking.
He closed his eyes now, trusting Karen to give him the best suck job of his entire life. He could feel her hands on his balls, squeezing his tight nuts until he felt like they would push up into the insides of his cock. Then he could feel her relaxing the grip on his balls and grabbing the base of his cock instead, plunging his sensitive cock head into her mouth, across her hot tongue, down toward the bottom of her throat. He felt as if he was going to sink into her belly.
Karen began to speed up her rhythm and become almost violent herself. Now, instead of just pumping his balls and softly eating his cock, she began to crush his balls between her fingertips and bite the edges of his cock with her saliva-covered teeth.
"That hurts!" he complained.
Karen ignored his protests, kneading even harder on his balls, as if to get even with him for the pain he had given her earlier. After she figured he had had enough of her new cruelty, she stopped and returned to her old pattern, but now she was moving her head forward and back against his cock with a faster motion.
Joe was unable to passively allow her to suck him any more. He could feel his jism starting to chum in his heavy balls. He looked down at her and saw her crimson-colored face moving toward and away from his crotch, and her fingertips fondling his balls. Suddenly she moved her hand slightly beneath his crotch, shoving a fingertip up toward his asshole. He panicked for an instant, tightening the muscles of his stomach. But Karen simply ran the tip of her finger across the sensitive hole, and Joe felt a spine-tingling current passing out of the top of his head.
"Oh, shit! You're gonna make me come!"
Karen was bracing herself on her elbows now, her hands holding his thighs. Her forehead glistened with thick beads of sweat. Her wet lips looked swollen from the friction of his huge cock across them.
Joe began to shove his cock into her mouth now. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled and pushed her mouth against his cock as it seemed to harden even more. His balls were starting to burn.
Karen stopped sucking for a single moment and looked up at him with an angelie sort of grin.
It was enough to drive him almost insane. He glared at her and gritted his teeth and lunged forward into her mouth, driving his cock across her tongue, beneath her tonsils, down her throat. In short, quick, hard strokes, he forced his heavy cock into her mouth in a fight to escape from the hot pain building in his groin. Suddenly it was over. Suddenly the heat turned to liquid, in the greatest release he had ever felt.
"AAAAAGGGGHHHHH!!! GAAAHHHH!" he screamed, shoving his cock deep into her wet throat.
Karen buried her face in his crotch, feeling his cock nearly plunging down her throat. She could feel long strings of hot liquid pouring down her throat. For a moment, she nearly gagged, but she breathed deeply through her nostrils and regained her control.
Joe seemed to pour out gallons of cum. Even when Karen pulled away slightly from him, some of his cock pulling out of her mouth, he was still spurting white liquid across the back of her tongue. She could taste his cum now, and she liked it. Thick, salty fluid. She wanted to eat it all.
Joe leaned weakly on his arms, his hairy chest nearly smashing her face. Karen pushed gently on his chest, and he fell over onto his side. When he did, she grabbed his cock with her teeth to prevent it from falling out of her mouth. On their sides, his cock still in her mouth, he spurted the last strings of his cum into her mouth. It coated her tongue and teeth.
Slowly, Joe's cock began to shrink and fall out of Karen's mouth. Joe was lying on his side, breathing deeply and slowly, his eyes closed. Karen raised up on her elbow and licked the remaining drops of cum from his cock and balls. She closed her eyes then, snuggling her face up to his spent cock, wrapping her arms and legs around him affectionately. Exhausted, they nearly fell asleep, but they suddenly heard a sound of footsteps approaching from the other room.
Karen opened her eyes wide and shook Joe by the shoulders.
"Frank!" she said, looking toward the doorway.
Joe glanced toward the doorway and thought he saw a shadow. He hurriedly stood up, pulled up his pants, pulled up his zipper. Karen stood up and grabbed her sweater, pulling it over her head. They looked at each other quickly, approving each other's appearance.
"Here," she said, reaching into the refrigerator and handing him a cold beer. "Get out there."
"Pushy bitch!" Joe kidded her, taking the beer and casually sauntering out the doorway.
Karen glanced around the kitchen to make sure things were in order. She picked up the dish towel that Joe had shoved into her mouth and she returned it to its hook on the refrigerator. When she thought all was right, she happened to glance at the floor, just in time. In the spot where she had sucked Joe's cock, a little pool of white cum still remained. She quickly sponged it up.
She walked through a second doorway of the kitchen toward her bedroom, relieved that Frank hadn't seen them. She was amazed that he hadn't heard all their commotion. But she was used to it. When Frank was watching sports, he was unconscious to everything else.
Or so she thought. Little did she know that while she was sucking on Joe's monster cock, Frank had been standing in the doorway watching the entire show.
CHAPTER SIX
Karen felt herself getting hornier all the time. She began to recall the sexy young woman she had felt herself to be when she first married Frank, the woman she had all but forgotten about in the ensuing time.
As she got ready for work, she thought about Joe. What a cock he had! But how could she have done that with her husband's best friend? Perhaps, she thought, it was because Joe was a friend of Frank's that she did it, to gain special revenge. Now she wanted Joe's cock again, but this time she wanted it differently . . . in her cunt. And she figured out a way to do it.
She would call Joe at his job that morning and ask him out to lunch. Joe worked with Frank every day at the sporting store, selling sports equipment and clothing to aspiring athletes. How ironic it would be, Karen thought. Joe could ask his best friend Frank to fill in for him at lunchtime . . . and then take off to fuck Frank's wife.
Karen decided to dress the part. Instead of a dress or skirt, she decided to wear sexy-looking sportswear to work, a light blue cotton t-shirt with a flower design in front accentuating her full round tits, and a pair of tight white pants that were almost see-through. As she eyed herself in the mirror, she could see the outline of her lacy black panties underneath her pants. She combed her long hair and tied it back in a ponytail. She was pleased with her appearance, the image of a gorgeous young lady tennis player.
She called Joe the instant she arrived at the insurance office. Frank answered the phone.
"Hi, honey," Karen cooed into the receiver. "How are you this morning?"
"Not bad, considering we're three games behind."
Karen bristled, knowing that Frank was talking sports talk again. But her cunt was too wet, just thinking about Joe, to worry about that now.
"You left awful early this morning, didn't you?" Frank continued.
"Well, yes. Mr. Wilson had some extra work for me."
"Yeah, well, I'll probably be home late tonight. I'm going to the game with Joe after work."
"Oh, are you? By the way, is Joe there? I was cleaning up around the house a little this morning, and I found his binoculars on the coffee table."
"Oh, yeah. We went to the game yesterday afternoon. Dammit, and we're going to need those things tonight!"
"Why don't you ask Joe to pick them up at lunchtime? Here, let me talk to him. I'll tell him where I hide the key."
"Good idea, hon. well, see you later."
"Uh huh."
Karen waited as Frank went to find Joe.
"Hello?" Joe's voice was very businesslike.
"Hello you old cum-spurter!"
"Karen! Frank said it was my girlfriend on the phone. Do you think he's onto us?"
"Nah . . . that's just his weird sense of humor. Listen, I told Frank you forgot your binoculars at the house, which you did. How'd you like to pick them up at lunchtime, and have some lunch with me after that?"
"Sure," he answered. "What's for lunch?"
"Me," Karen responded. "Be at my place at twelve sharp."
* * *
Karen was in the kitchen preparing sandwiches when Joe arrived. She'd arranged with Tom to take a little extra time for lunch, telling him she had some errands to do.
Joe knocked on the door and walked in without waiting for an answer. He spotted his binoculars sitting on the coffee table and picked them up.
"Hi," Karen greeted him as he walked into the kitchen. She moved toward him and wrapped her arms around his muscular shoulders.
"You're looking good, baby," Joe said, planting a wet kiss on her lips. "You look like a regular athlete. I don't understand why you don't get into sports."
"I am into sports . . .just a different kind."
Joe was quick to pick up her message. He pulled her away from the countertop at which she had been preparing lunch. "See these binoculars?" He held up the. large black binoculars, looking through them at her face, focusing them. "Nice sharp picture."
"Joe, I want you to fuck me!"
"I know you do. But I want to check something out first."
"Joe, I'm horny as hell, and I have only a little more than an hour left before I have to go back to work!"
"Calm down." Joe dangled the binoculars at his side in one hand while with his other hand he squeezed the soft form of her round tit.
"Ooooh! That's good!" Karen fell backward, leaning against a counter.
Joe reached down toward the zipper of Karen's pants and pulled it down with a rapid movement. He placed his thumb in the waist of her pants and pulled them down, Karen helping him and slipping out of her pants.
She stood next to the kitchen sink dressed in her tight t-shirt, the outline of her succulent tits showing through the thin material, and her black lacy panties. As Joe began to squeeze the nipple again, she felt a current of excitement shoot through her body, all the way from her chest through the tips of her toes.
"Oh, Joe! You're making me so hot!"
"Lean over, Karen," he ordered.
Karen was confused, but she was too horny to care. She knew that Joe would take good care of her. If she did what he told her to do, he would fuck her royally. She moved away from the sink toward the center of the room and leaned over, her head dangling between her legs, her arms swaying toward the floor. Her tits dangled seductively.
Joe lay on the floor beneath her, squeezing her erect nipples and grinning. With the binoculars still in his hand, he skinned down her black panties and Karen stepped out of them.
"What are you doing?"
Without answering, Joe lifted the binoculars to his eyes, focused them, and looked straight into Karen's red and drooling cunt.
"My God! It's the eighth wonder of the world!" he exclaimed, moving closer to get a clear look.
"Hey, cut it out!" Karen tried to wriggle away, but Joe stuck the front of the binoculars into the soft wedge of her cuntlips, and she was stuck in position.
"Oh, you're getting hot! I can tell.. . these things are getting all steamed up." Joe concentrated on looking steadily into the binoculars, leaning back away from them slightly to allow enough light to see. He was amazed at the mass of pulsating reddish tissue inside Karen's cunt. No wonder, he thought, cunts felt so good to his prick.
With that thought, Joe suddenly threw the binoculars on the kitchen floor and pulled Karen down to her knees. He kneeled opposite her, fondling her round tits, twisting her nipples into erect pebble-like knobs. He could feel his hard cock nearly bursting out of his pants, bumping up against Karen's black-haired cunt.
"Mmmmmm!" Karen moaned, feeling delicious waves each time his fingertips circled her sensitive nipples. She leaned back, the palms of her hands flat on the floor. "I'm so hot, Joe! You're turning me into putty into your hands!"
Joe reached down and unzipped his pants. His fat cock burst out. He grabbed the glistening head of his cock while he skinned down his pants, lifting one leg at a time, then returning to his kneeling position. His cock was pushing up against Karen's heated crotch, the head delving into the spaces between her black cunt hairs.
Karen reached forward and grasped Joe's cock. "Ooohhhh! Your cock is so beautiful!" She moved her soft palm across his cockhead, feeling the tight skin and the throbbing motion as blood pumped through his huge shaft. She clutched his cock harder and began pulling her hand back and forth against it. A thin stream of lubricating fluid spilled out of the tip of his cock into her palm, and she rubbed it across the long thick surface of his fat prick.
"Mmmmmm, shit, Karen!" Joe was kneading Karen's tits with his fingertips, and now he grabbed her full fleshy tits in the palms of his hands and massaged them in a heavy, almost crushing motion. He leaned forward against her, moving down slightly to nestle his head in the valley between her tits. He grabbed her hands and pinned her arms to the floor, as he began to gently nibble with his tongue and teeth on her hard nipples.
"Whooooooohhh!" Karen fell backwards onto the floor, her back arching upwards with each of Joe's bites on her tender nipples. She felt his chest on her stomach, and could feel oozes of fluid from her hot cunt pouring out onto his chest.
Joe licked around her sensitive nipples with his hot tongue, then bit her nipple with his front teeth, bringing forth a slight whimper from her each time. He began to run his hands along the sides of her body, under her arms, down to her slender waist, then further down to her curvaceous hips. Finally he forced his groping hands to her hot cunt, searching for the sensitive button of her clit.
When he found it, she screamed. "Joooooooe! Oooh, you got it! Rub me there!"
He poked at her clit with his stubby fingertip in a regular rhythm, then ground his hand against her cunt-mound more forcefully. He could feel her hot juices pouring out around his fingertip. He established a rhythmic pattern of nibbling at Karen's beaded nipples and rubbing in a circular motion around her wavering clit. It was driving her nearly crazy with lust.
"Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh!" she swooned with each of his sucking and grinding. At the same time, she could feel his increasingly larger and hotter cock pressing up against her thigh, dripping smooth fluid all over her soft skin. She wanted his fat cock up her juicy cunt, but she was enjoying his nibbling on her tits and rubbing on her clit too much. She wanted all of it at once.
And then she got it. Joe took a last giant bite on her nipple and pulled himself forward, up her naked body, until he felt his bulging cock resting right between her soft, fleshy thighs. Raising himself up, supporting himself by his arms with his hands flat on the floor, he swayed back and forth and spewed little streams of fluid across her belly and into the black forest of her cunt hair.
"Oh, Joe! You're teasing me!" Karen wrapped her arms around his heavy muscular back and tried to pull him forward on top of her chest. Then he drew himself back for a single moment, and plunged forward into the deepest recesses of her desire-filled cunt.
"AaaaagggghhJih!" Karen screamed as she felt his bulbous cockhead falling into the juicy back of her hot cunt. She had never felt such a monstrous cock in her cunt. It was so thick it seemed to stretch her cuntwalls until they might burst.
Joe pulled back, inching his cock out of Karen's soaking-wet cunt, teasing her with the round head of his cock, then plunging forward again, even deeper this time. He could feel a heavy aching building in his balls. He didn't want to come quickly, but she was so tight, the tightest cunt he had ever had.
"Shove it in, Joe! Fuck me with that fat cock of yours!" Karen was enfolding him in her arms and arching her back up off the floor to reach toward him, shoving his cock into her even deeper. She raised her legs off the floor and wrapped them around his back, feeling his curly hair against the soft skin of her calves and thighs.
Joe maintained a slow pace, afraid he might come at any instant if he speeded up. He leaned his face down toward Karen's chest and stuck out his long broad tongue, seeking her nipple. He found the round brown surface and licked it with coarse strokes, felling it grow erect against his tongue. He pushed his face farther down to grab at her nipple with his front teeth, biting her bead of excited flesh.
Karen reached around behind him to fondle his dangling balls. She kneaded them with a gentle movement with the palm of her hand, then tweaked at them with her fingertips. She grabbed his heavy balls with one hand, then with the fingertip of her other hand, gently pushed toward his sensitive asshole.
"Ohhh, Karen! Be careful!" Joe could feel his blood pounding through his veins, through his balls. He could feel his sperm churning, readying to spurt the fluid that would course through and out into her hot cunt.
Karen had her ass completely off the floor, her legs wrapped tightly around his back. She felt she could squeeze the sperm out of him, but now she didn't want to. She wanted him to take his time. The feelings traveling like lightning up her spine were too delicious to rush. She unraveled her legs from around his back and let her feet touch the floor. She dropped her hands to her sides. "I'm yours, Joe. Do what you want to me, but fuck me good."
Joe forced his cock deep into the juicy cave of her cunt, feeling his cockhead against the small hole of her vulva. Then slowly he dragged his cock back out, feeling every fold of her soaking, steaming flesh against the skin of his blood-engorged cock. He pulled his cock nearly all the way out, very slowly, then lunged forward and drove it in with greater force, to greater depths.
With each of Joe's motions, Karen began sliding backwards on the floor. She was a helpless rag doll to his persistent, powerful fucking. She whined, and rolled her head back and forth, her long black hair flailing across the white floor. Her arms were above her head, and she was clenching and unclenching her fists with each rhythmic push and pull of his thick cock into and out of her aching cunt.
Joe was on his knees now, driving his cock almost straight down into her cunt. He was breathing hard, his hot breath puffing against Karen's face, then against her tits as he leaned forward to bite at her tits until she thought she might bleed from the force. He was more excited by her helplessness beneath him, completely within his control, within the control of this most powerful cock.
He began to play his cock into her cunt in circular motions, like a corkscrew in a wine bottle, twisting around and around. He could feel the squishing folds of her cunt grasping his cock with each turn, as if to never let him loose. He corkscrewed his way out of her cunt, only his cockhead remaining in her cunt, then screwed more to stimulate her sensitive clit on the head of his cock.
"Aaaaahhh!! Oh, you're . . . you're sending me up the wall!" Karen's hands flew to his back, scratching his flesh with long reddish streaks. She raised her legs again and wrapped them around his back, her heels digging into the muscles lining his spine.
Joe played his cock against her clit, then plunged forward again. Now he was moving faster, too impatient to stimulate her slowly much longer. He rubbed her hard nipples and sucked his saliva off as if it were milk streaming from the tiny holes in her heavy round tits. He crushed his balls against her cunt, feeling her thick cunt hair surround them. He could feel his balls churning, aching.
She arched her back off the floor and dug her heels even deeper into his back. She rolled her head from side to side, beads of perspiration rolling down her face, her thick hair flailing against the light colored floor. She gritted her teeth.
"I'm going to come, Joe! You're burning a hole in me!" She grabbed him and was hanging onto him like a small animal to a tree trunk.
Joe started to grunt in deep rhythmic growls. He was plunging his thick cock back and forth into her juicy, steaming cunt. Out and in, out and in, he could feel the friction adding to the excitement in his cum-heavy balls.
"Shit, Joe, I'm . . . I'm . . . AAAAAHHHHH! GGGAAAAHHHH!" Karen came with a scream that echoed off the walls, bouncing off metal and wood surfaces in the kitchen. She drew her long fingernails across his back in deep scratches, drawing blood. She kicked him and squashed him between her creamy soft thighs. She nearly swallowed his cock into her belly.
Joe came in a flood of cum, firing it like pressurized water in a fire hose.
"AAAARRRRHHHH! GRRRRR! GGAAAA-HHHH!" He could feel the thick spurts of cum racing to the back of her cunt, building up like stormy waters against a dam as they coursed toward the back of her cunt. He shoved his prick deep into her cunt, wanting to spill his cum into her.
Karen made swallowing motions with her throat, as if to imitate the swallowing she felt her cunt doing with his hot thick cum. Her cunt was gulping down his cum in grasping motions. Still, she arched her back up off the floor to tilt herself back, to swallow it all.
Just when she thought he was finished spurting his cum into her cunt, Joe pulled his cock out and spurted more cum into the forest of her black cunt hair. More and more cum spurted out as he traveled up the front of her hot, sweaty body. Cum spurted into her bellybutton, into her throat. Finally he was sitting on her face, plunging his cock into her mouth. More streams of cum spilled out into her throat. He pulled his cock out of her mouth and drew it up over her nose. Cum dripped into her nostrils, into her eyes and into her hair.
He drew himself back now, retracing his movement back down toward her cunt. He could see the long stream of cum all up and down the center of her body.
Karen fondled her cum-covered body, still feeling the last excited tinglings of her orgasm as she wiped up cum with her hands and brought it to her face, where she put her fingers into her mouth and licked them off with hungry gulps. "Mmmmmm, so good!"
Joe lay still between her legs, his face resting on the creamy soft surface of her thigh, his nose buried in the hair of her crotch. He was moaning softly as he felt his heartbeat begin to slow. He felt himself nearly falling off into a deep relaxed sleep.
Karen ran her fingers through his hair. She felt her breath resuming a slower, steadier pace. She felt completely relaxed, completed satisfied. She had never eaten a more delicious lunch.
They dozed for a while. Then Karen opened her eyes and glanced backwards over her shoulder toward the clock. It was just past one o'clock.
"Joe! Joe, I have to get back to work."
Joe raised his head from her cunt, a few hairs in his lips. Wiping his lips, he leaned forward and kissed her bellybutton, getting cum on his face. He wiped his face with his arm. "Me, too."
They rose slowly, silently. There was nothing that needed to be said. They had loved every moment of their lunch together. They dressed, combed their hair, approved each other's appearance.
"Don't forget these," Karen said, handing Joe the binoculars. "Oh, yeah. I'm going to need them tonight."
"Have a good time."
"I'll try, baby. I'll try. But after this, it's not gonna be easy!" Joe winked at her as he sauntered out the door.
Karen left shortly after, jumping in her car and driving back to work as fast as she could.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Karen felt horny all afternoon, the remainder of Joe's thick cum still squishing around in her cunt. Susan and Tom were both at the office with her, working away busily. They didn't seem to notice Karen's unusual condition.
At five o'clock Tom walked into Karen's office and announced the workday was over. "Well finish up everything else tomorrow."
"You mean you won't be needing me here any more after that?" Karen was almost sad thinking about it. In these few days, her life had changed so immensely as a result of working with Tom Wilson.
"Not here. You've been really great coming in for me."
Karen noticed that Tom was acting very strangely businesslike, considering the fucking they had done only recently. But she decided not to push it. She glanced down at the floor. "Thanks."
"Hey, baby," Tom said, sidling over to Karen as she sat in her chair next to the typewriter. "I won't be needing you here . . . but I might need you somewhere else." He looked down into her sad face and leaned over to kiss her mouth.
"Mmmmmm," Karen moaned. It didn't take much for her cunt to start churning again.
"Hey, slow down! I have a date tonight with Susan, so we have to cool it." Karen wondered if Susan had told Tom she knew about their fucking. She couldn't tell from Tom's expression.
"But I'll tell you what," Tom continued. "I'll give you a ride home. That way we can spend a little more time together."
"Okay. Thanks." Karen gathered up her things and followed Tom out the door. Both of them hollered a goodnight to Susan, who remained in one of the back rooms. "See you at seven!" Tom added, closing the door behind them.
Tom's car was a big luxurious one, with soft cushions and reclining seats. Karen sat in the passenger's seat and played around with the seat adjustment until it was fitted perfectly to her back. Tom put a tape in the tape player, and stereo sound surrounded them as he accelerated smoothly toward Karen's house.
"This car is really comfortable," Karen remarked rather lamely. She could still feel the hot sparks between her legs, and they were growing even hotter in this almost bedroom-like environment, the gently rocking motion of the car stimulating her like a gentle fucking motion.
"Yeah. Sometimes, when I have to travel on business, I even sleep in the car. The seats go all the way back."
"Do you do anything else in here?" Karen kidded, winking at Tom. He barely saw her wink in the corner of his eye.
"Well, what are you thinking about?"
"Oh, something like this." With that, Karen reached to the side of her seat and pressed the knob that released her seat into a reclining position. She lay on her left side and then reached over toward Tom's crotch, just beneath the steering wheel.
Tom remained silent, trying to concentrate on the road before him, but not wanting to stop Karen from what he strongly suspected she was about to do.
Karen rubbed the palm of her hand over his crotch. His cock was getting hard. She continued rubbing him until she felt a very large bulge almost bursting through his pants. She was silent, teasing him, waiting or him to say something.
"Well, do it, godammit!" Tom pushed down on the accelerator in his moment of frustration.
"You just watch where you're going, and I'll watch where I'm going," Karen responded. She reached up toward his waist and pulled down his zipper, also unbuttoning the top of his pants. She reached into his shorts and pulled out his cock.
It was already hard and fat, and in the dim light of the car interior, she could see its reddish surface. A thin droplet of fluid peeked from the tip of his cock.
"Ohhh, that's good, babe!"
She grabbed his cock in the palm of her hand and squeezed it. She began to pull up and down on Tom's hard cock with a gentle smooth motion of her tiny hand.
Tom glanced over towards her and saw that she had spread her legs and had opened the zipper in the front of her pants. Beneath her pants she wore the lacy black panties she had worn that same afternoon when she was with Joe. Now she was fondling her black-laced cunt with the fingers of her left hand, and pumping his hard cock with the fingers of her right hand.
Tom reached toward her and pushed her hands away from her cunt. He drove his fingertips beneath the elastic band of her panties, shoving it through the thick forest of her cunt hair, searching for her hot hole. She spread her legs for him, and he found her clit, pounding on it with his fingertip.
"Oh, Tom! Do that hard!"
Suddenly he pulled his finger out of her cunt and ripped her black panties, fully exposing her cunt. He moved his right hand back to the steering wheel for an instant, holding the wheel while his other hand he pressed a button that closed all the car windows. Reaching again for her cunt, he noticed that the interior of the car was beginning to smell like hot cunt, a delicious hot cunt. He raked his fingertips into the hair covering her cunt, then plunged his finger into her deep cave.
"Ooooohhh!" Karen spread her legs wider for him, falling onto her back. She held his hand and led one of his fingertips to her clit while his other fingers probed deeper into her cunt.
They were on the freeway now, after being on a street with no curves. It was fortunate for them that the drive was a pretty straight one, for it allowed them to concentrate on their cunt and cock stimulations. Tom held the steering wheel lazily, as if it was on automatic pilot. And his finger in Karen's cunt seemed to be on automatic pilot, too.
Karen was moaning, and the beat of the music on the tape in the background combined with her moaning to make an erotic sort of rhythm. She was getting hotter and hotter from the rhythm of the music and the rhythm of Tom's fingers on her clit and in her wet cunt.
She was starting to spill cunt juice all over the car seat. "Tom, I'm all wet," she apologized.
"Don't worry, it'll come off. The question is, will you?" With that, he plunged his fingers even deeper into her cunt. She was lying back, her legs spread wide, her knees touching his elbow on the left and the car door on the right. She was so hot and excited that she didn't care if anyone saw her, any cars passing by. But in this position, it was very unlikely that anyone would, except perhaps a truck driver.
Just then a truck passed by, and the deep horn of a diesel blew. She glanced out the window to see a truck driver winking at her. For a moment she was embarrassed, but then she smiled. He pulled on his horn again. The deep sound sent a heavy pulse through her system, in rhythm with Tom's fingers in her cunt.
She was staring at the roof of the car, suddenly feeling like she was floating on a cloud. All she felt was Tom's fingers plunging into her cunt. All she heard was the heavy beat of stereo music pounding around her. Suddenly, she felt as if sparks were flying as Tom beat on her clit with his coarse fingertip. She was arching her back, raising up towards the car ceiling.
"AAAAEEEEEEE! UUGGGGHHH! AAAAA-HHHHHHHHH!" She came in a fury, her body writhing, her arms and legs flailing, beating against the upholstery, against the glass windows. She was humping his fingertip, trying to swallow it in her convulsing cunt.
Tom kept pounding on her clit, still casually driving at the same time. When he felt her fall back and heard a small sigh, he glanced toward her. She was lying on her back, breathing slowly, her hands across her belly.
"That was good, Tom. So good!"
"We're halfway home, Karen." He faced forward at the same time he grasped her hand and pulled it towards his cock.
Karen turned on her left side again, and began to fondle his cock. She watched the reddish head of his cock, with its tight skin bulging like a little balloon. She ran her hand up and down his thick shaft, watching the way it swayed with her stimulation.
Tom was still driving casually, when suddenly he growled, "Eat it!" He glanced at her with a fierce expression on his face. His face was red and sweaty. He was hot. He was ready to explode.
Karen leaned over toward him and put her face into his crotch. The hair around his cock and balls tickled her nose. She giggled. Then she licked the base of his cock lightly, dripping a little saliva in a small pool on the top of his balls. Like a child with a lollipop, she slid her tongue up the side of his cock. She reached the top and gently bit it.
"Ouch!" But Tom's words were not a complaint. He grabbed Karen's head and pushed her over his cock, forcing the head of his cock between her teeth onto her wet tongue.
She opened her mouth and slid half of his cock in. She sucked his cock with soft slurps, dripping saliva down over the sides to lubricate it. Then she inched further, sliding more of his thick cock into her mouth. She could feel the head of his cock in the back of her throat now. She tasted a thin stream of his lubricating fluid tickling her tongue as it flowed down toward the back of her throat.
"MMMMMM!" Tom was groaning, holding her head in his right hand and steering the car with his left. He was starting to arch his ass up off the car seat to try to get more of his cock into her mouth.
"Relax, Tom. I'll take good care of you." Karen slid closer toward him, eating the entire length of his hard thick cock. She felt the blood pulsating through his cock, up from his balls.
"Oh, baby, you're gonna do it to me!" Tom was forcing his cock into her throat with all his might, and shoving her head down into his groin.
Karen grabbed at his balls and kneaded them with circular motions while she sucked and bit at his cock. She could feel him shoving his cock deeper into her throat. She felt for a moment that she might gag, but the feeling was too good to try to expel. She just kept sucking and licking.
Tom grabbed her head even harder and began screwing it around his cock in a circular motion. Karen got the message and began making this motion herself. She sucked his cock, drooling saliva down the sides. Then she pulled back, biting the sensitive skin on his cock as she slipped it through the wet red lips eating him. Then she twirled her head and screwed his cock in gentle, lazy circles. And then she plunged his fat cock back into her throat, deep.
Her throat was so hot and wet. He felt he might be totally enveloped by her. His cock might disappear down her throat, and him with it. This was the most luxurious ride he had ever taken in his luxurious car. A beautiful car, stereo music pounding in the background, and a gorgeous, raven-haired, big-titted, wet-lipped goddess sucking on his fat cock. He gripped the steering wheel, feeling he might bend it.
Karen plunged her mouth over his cock harder and faster now. She was dripping saliva and his own cock fluid down over the sides of his cock and onto his balls. She gripped his balls in her hands and kneaded them, watching and feeling them churn with excitement.
Karen plunged up and down on his cock, grasping it harder with her coarse tongue and full lips. She moaned over the head of his cock, and the vibration of her moans sent him even higher and closer to release.
Suddenly he clutched the steering wheel furiously with both hands as if he could bend it.
He clenched his fists. He screamed.
"AAAAEEEEEEHHHHHHH! ARRRRRR-GGGGGHHHH!"
"Yeah, baby. Cum! I want your cum!" Karen had pulled up off his cock for just an instant. The exposure to air was the last straw, the final stimulation that had sent him off.
"Uhhhhhh! Uhhhhhhh! Uhhhhhhh!" He was grunting rhythmically with each fresh burst of cum. His cum was shooting deep into Karen's hot throat, dripping off her tonsils, pouring down her throat. His cum was filling her mouth, nearly gagging her, feeding her.
She shoved her face harder over his crotch, wanting to drink every single drop of his thick tangy cum. She sucked his spurting cock into the back of her throat. She felt his cockhead spurting its juices down into her belly.
He grabbed her head and held her still. If she moved too much, she would surely drive him totally insane. It had been hard enough keeping the car on the road when he'd first started to come, but now he was so very sensitive he had to make sure he could control himself.
Karen lay still with her mouth over his cock, her head in his lap. She could feel the last strings of his cum pouring out of the tip of his cock. She pulled back gently, licking the sides of his deflated cock.
"Mmmmmmm, so good! You have yummy cum!" She lay back on her reclining seat and smacked her lips. She reached over toward him and placed her hand in his lap, over his now-limp cock.
They drove the rest of the way silently, in complete satiation. As Karen saw them approaching her house, she leaned toward Tom and pulled up the zipper on his pants. She glanced down at her own crotch, at her torn black panties, and straightened the material so she could close her own zipper.
"Come in for some coffee," she said. "You have time."
Tom parked the car in the driveway. He noticed that it looked like no one else was home. "Your husband. Is he . . . "
"He's out with the boys," Karen answered. "Just like me."
They got out of the car and walked toward the house together, glancing around to make sure no one saw them. Karen unlocked the door, turned on the light, and invited Tom into the kitchen for some coffee.
Tom sat down on a chair at the kitchen table, rubbing his crotch. "You're a great cocksucker, Karen. Even better than . . . " He stopped in the middle of his sentence.
"Better than Susan?"
Tom blushed. "You knew?"
Now it was Karen's turn to blush. "I saw you. At the office last Monday."
"So that's why you came on so heavy to me that next day."
"No. I came on because of your big cock." Karen smiled seductively. She walked toward him and sat on his lap. She reached down into his lap. 'This fat cock of yours would have turned me on no matter what."
Tom thought he was exhausted from the cocksucking in the car, but now he found himself getting turned on again. He reached up toward Karen's tits. They were soft and so full and round underneath her shirt.
"Take off your clothes," Tom told her. "I want to see you naked again."
Karen gladly obliged. She wiggled her ass sexily as she shed her clothes piece by piece in almost a stripper-like dance. She flung her shirt onto the top of the refrigerator. Her torn panties landed in the sink. Her pants fell on a heap in front of the stove.
Tom stood up and quickly stripped off his clothes. "Come here," he said.
Karen walked over from the center of the room to the place where he stood by the doorway. Tom leaned against the doorway and pulled her close to him. He crushed her huge tits against his chest.
"Oh. your tits are good! I want to suck your big tits!"
Tom got down on his knees, grabbed Karen by the tits, and pulled her down kneeling before him. He crouched down slightly further, then stuck out his long tongue and flicked her nipple. The brown circle sprung into a quick hard erection.
"Oooh! That feels so good!"
"I have something that feels even better." He pushed Karen onto her back and shoved himself on top of her.
"Let's go into the bedroom, Tom. On the bed!" Karen was hot again, her cunt jumping with quick little heartbeats. She stood up and grabbed Tom's hand, leading him through the living room into the bedroom.
The big double bed was neatly made. Karen pulled off the bedspread and flung the covers aside, then jumped onto the bed and spread her legs wide. "Come here!"
Tom dove in after her, right on top of her. He started licking and sucking her tits. His thick cock was pounding up against her thigh. He pulled himself forward to fit his cock into the soft area right between her thighs. He could feel her cunt-hair surrounding his balls and cock.
Karen ran her fingers through Tom's black hair, her fingertips tangling in his thick curls. It was the same feeling Tom's cock had in the curls of Karen's cunt. She reached down toward his cock and grasped it in her hand. Already she could feel fluid seeping out of the tip of his cock, spreading onto the palm of her hand. She wet the rest of his cock and kneaded his balls.
Tom lay on his side, sucking on Karen's nipples as she pulled on his thick cock. He reached forward to probe for her cunt. He felt her cuntlips, wet with the fluids of her new excitement. He plunged his fingertip into her cunt. Her cunt was tight with one finger, but he plunged in another, and then another. He had three fingers up her cunt, and with his other hand he was playing with her clit. Still he continued to suck and bite at her nipple, feeling the hard knob hit against the tip of his tongue.
Karen moved closer to him, then raised up, straddling his crotch.
"Turn around," he said.
She reversed her position, still straddling him, but with her crotch over his face. And beneath her own face was his thick, erect cock, ready to be eaten. She leaned forward and gulped his entire cock into her hungry mouth.
"Uuuhhhh!" he groaned as she ate his cock. He leaned upward and stuck out his tongue, seeking her clit. He tasted the salty juice on her cuntlips. He drove his tongue deeper, reaching up into the folds of her cunt. He drove his tongue deep into her wet, cringing cunt.
"OOOOOHHHHH!" Karen was moaning over his cock, feeling his tongue in her drooling cunt. They sucked and licked and bit without words, just moaning and groaning. Karen swayed her wide hips back and forth over Tom's hungry tongue and ate his cock with vigor. She could feel his cock getting harder and bigger in her mouth.
Suddenly he rose up and pushed her off him. She bounced on the bed and then fell off onto the floor. The soft rug rubbed across her smooth skin, and she lay on her back while she watched Tom crawl down off the bed after her. She opened her arms and embraced him.
He immediately plunged his hard cock all the way into her cunt. It was wetter and slicker than ever before, due to all their fondling and sucking. He fell into her cunt like he was falling into a deep well.
"AAAAHHH!! " She felt so sweet! Her cunt felt like it was made especially for him. He pushed her across the rug, a throw rug that slid across the floor with their motions.
She grabbed his head and pushed him toward her tits. He bit her nipples, nearly drawing blood from the erect knobs. She felt herself sliding back further and further with each hard plunge of Tom's heavy cock. Finally she felt herself crash with a painful thud into the dresser against the wall.
Instead of pulling her back away from the dresser, Tom stood up quickly and wrapped his arms around her, lifting her. He lifted her to the top of the dresser. She sat on the counter-like dresser top, her back to the mirror on the wall. Tom stood in front of her, his thick cock looking like it ached to get back into her cunt.
She grabbed his cock and pulled him towards her. He lunged forward and drove his cock up into her cunt. She smashed backwards into the mirror. It rattled against the wall.
"Oh, Tom! Fuck me good!" Karen was wheezing from her excitement. She was delirious with her lust. She spread her legs as wide as she could while she watched Tom force his monstrous cock into her aching wet cunt.
Each plunge of Tom's cock into her hungry cunt rattled the dresser and the mirror against the wall. The noise only added to their excitement. Karen could feel the slick surface of the mirror against her back. She imagined what she looked like.
Tom was watching Karen as he drove his cock into the deepest recesses of her cunt, and he was watching himself doing it at the same time. It was fantastic, like watching his own sex movie, with him as the star.
Karen raised her legs up onto the dresser top, still spreading them wide. Her knees were nearly flat against the top of the dresser while Tom shoved his cock forward over the top of the dresser into her aching cunt.
He was standing on the very tips of his toes, reaching forward, holding onto the edge of the dresser. "Ughhh! Ughhh!" he puffed with each forceful dive into her cunt.
Karen's cunt-juice was starting to seep around the tight skin of his cock onto the dresser top, forming a little pool of liquid. Tom's cock slid through the pool on its way into her cunt.
"Uuuuhhh! Almost there!" Tom was exclaiming, breathing heavily, his heart pounding with the rhythm of the furniture pounding against the wall. "Gonna fill you up!" He pushed harder and harder, feeling like he might crush her into the mirror, through the wall.
Karen was wriggling almost helplessly in front of him. She was trapped against the mirror by his thick cock plowing into her steaming cunt. But it was a delicious feeling of entrapment, the smooth surface of the mirror behind her, the hard shaft of Tom's cock in front of her. Suddenly she began to feel as if her belly might simply burst open with a giant climax. She leaned forward to clutch Tom's shoulders.
"Tom, I'm . . . "
Tom was humping her faster and faster, and now he shoved her so hard she crashed against the mirror and it rattled against the wall louder than ever.
"AAAAEEEEEEEE!! " Tom was screaming, spurting his heavy load of hot cum into Karen's ready cunt.
Karen was coming, too. She nearly fell forward off the dresser top from the sheer force of her orgasm. She was groaning and wiggling her body uncontrollably, rubbing her hands all over Tom's back.
Tom spurted his cum into her cunt, and then began to pull his worn cock out, looking down to watch it still wriggling as he eased it out of the warm folds of Karen's cunt. He thought he had emptied himself on cum when he pulled it the rest of the way out, but as he watched his cockhead spring free from her sucking cuntlips, a fresh spray of cum shot out of his cocktip, soaring through the air to the mirror behind Karen. He looked up and watched it land and then slide down in a long white drool.
Karen was hanging limply on the edge of the dresser, leaning forward onto Tom's shoulders. When she finally regained her composure, she looked up to see a crooked smile on Tom's face.
"Look behind you."
Karen looked to see the cum dripping down the mirror.
"My mirror needed cleaning anyway," she said. And with that, she turned and licked the cum off the mirror. "Mmmmmm, yummy!"
Tom looked around the bedroom and found a clock, noting it was nearing six-thirty. "Gotta go," he said, gathering his clothes and putting them on.
"You and Susan have a good time now," Karen said, laughing mischievously. She walked naked leading Tom to the doorway. "And tell her she made a good choice in you."
Tom realized Karen and Susan had discussed him, so he decided to make the very best of it. Tomorrow he would have the first-and best-double fuck of his life.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"We won!"
Frank came roaring into the house, Joe right behind him. They were both beaming with happiness, and very drunk.
"They clobbered them!" Joe exclaimed, childish glee on his face. He ran up to Karen and kissed her on the mouth, a hot, wet kiss.
Karen cringed, not wanting Frank to see her being kissed by Joe. But Frank seemed unaware, or at least uncaring. He walked quickly over to the television set and turned it on.
"What are you doing?" Karen asked. She was so tired of Frank's always sitting around in front of the tube.
'The news is on. We gotta watch the instant replays. What a game!"
Karen frowned and sighed. He'd never change. She was sure of it.
Frank plopped down his satisfied body in an easychair in front of the TV set. "Hey Joe, get us some beer, will you?"
Joe nodded his head silently and walked toward the kitchen, past Karen, who stood with her arms folded, sulking. As Joe left the room, she lost her temper completely. She couldn't help it. She was so horny all the time, and she was damn tired of having to sneak around to get a cock into her cunt.
"Frank! I can't take it anymore!" she was screaming, standing about ten feet from him as he stared at the TV screen. "Are you listening to me?"
"Uh huh . . . look at that pass! Look at it, Karen! Have you ever seen a pass like that?"
"SHIT!" Karen stomped out of the room into the kitchen. As she reached the doorway, Joe's hand reached out and tweaked her full tit.
"Ooooh! Joe, cut it out. I'm in a lousy mood."
"Can I do anything to help you?" Joe smiled crookedly, fondling her tit.
Karen felt her nipple beginning to harden, and her cunt was moistening from the current starting to flow through her body. She started to cry softly.
Joe left her standing there for a moment while he took a can of beer over to Frank.
"Let's go for a walk," he whispered to her, walking away from the TV screen.
Karen shrugged her shoulders in agreement. Frank would never miss them.
The cool night air was just what Karen needed to calm down. In the darkness, she felt able to share some of her feelings with Joe.
"Joe, you're Frank's best friend. What's wrong with him? Why doesn't he . . . love me anymore?" She began to cry.
Joe held her shoulders and kissed her on the forehead. "He does love you, Karen. He just doesn't know how to show you. He's a sports freak. If you were interested in sports too . . . "
"I don't give a damn about them!" she yelled, then covered her mouth, afraid someone might have heard. She whispered. "I'm so horny all the time, and Frank never seems to notice."
"Give him time, babe. He'll come around. The season's almost over. In the meantime . . . " Joe pulled her into his arms and kissed her warmly on the mouth.
"Let's walk," Karen said.
They walked hand in hand like young lovers. Karen felt strange. She felt good with Joe, but Joe wasn't her husband. She felt so confused. Her cunt needed to be satisfied, but so did her heart. She seemed unable of making the two meet.
And now, her cunt was assuming full power once again. Damn, she thought. I can't help it. I'm a horny woman!
Joe seemed to sense her rekindling horniness. He held her hand tightly and walked a little faster, leading them around the corner of the block to a little park. He led them to a grove of trees and leaned her tired form against a large tree trunk.
"Passes," she fumed again. "All he thinks about are passes!"
"And how's this for a pass?" Joe ran his hand across her tits. Her nipples hardened against his soft touch. He reached down into the waist of her tight pants and pulled her blouse out. He raised her blouse over her head.
"Karen raised her hands helplessly, not caring what she was doing this with her husband's friend Joe, just knowing that she needed a hard cock again. Her cunt was pouring hot juices that soaked the crotch of her pants.
Joe leaned forward and grabbed her nipple in his mouth. He bit the erect brown knob with sharp teeth, then shot out his tongue and tickled her.
Karen forgot all about Frank. All she was conscious of was the delicious feeling of Joe's tongue and teeth upon her nipple. She pulled his hands up toward the big round forms of her tits.
Joe squeezed her tits between his fingers. He bit on the nipple of one of her tits and tried to get her entire tit into his mouth. He was leaving tiny bite marks all over the smooth creamy surface of her tit.
The moonlight was just bright enough to outline their forms in the small grove of trees. Karen leaned against the tree trunk and moved her hand forward toward Joe's crotch. She felt a bulge just beneath his zipper. She unbuttoned his pants and unzipped his crotch. She shoved her hand deep into his shorts and pulled out the length of his thick cock.
"Oh, you're hard again! You're so lovely when you're hard!"
Joe put his fist around Karen's hand as she fondled his cock. He pulled her hand back and forth across his hard length. He brushed her fingertips along his most sensitive spots.
Karen was leaning back looking up toward the moon, feeling the delightful nibbling of Joe's tongue and teeth on her tits, and in her hand, the heavy, hard feel of Joe's cock.
Joe put his arms around her shoulders and pushed her down toward the ground. She slid down easily. She felt weak with desire for his monstrous cock in her starving cunt.
Joe pulled her away from the tree, into the grass a few feet away.
"Kneel," he told her. He pulled off his shirt and pants and flung them on the grass. As she kneeled down, he skinned her pants off, then her panties. Then he moved to her front and ran his hands across her tits again. For a moment he lay beneath her, sucking silently on her tits.
Karen felt peaceful and excited at the same time. The world around her was a dark hush, but for the soft sucking sounds of Joe on her tits. Tiny riplets of pleasure waved through her body, from her tits through her belly to her clit.
He crawled up onto his hands and knees and got behind her.
"What are you doing?" Karen asked, turning to seek the answer on his moonlit face.
"Shhh, you'll know in a minute."
Joe moved close to her in the back, pushing his crotch up against her bare asscheeks. He grasped her asscheeks in the palms of his hands and kneaded her soft skin in his fingertips. His cock pushed up against the soft fold in her ass.
Karen squirmed, afraid of what she feared was happening. She could feel Joe's cockhead on the very tip of her asshole now. She tried to move away.
"Stay still!" Joe ordered. He grabbed her hips and scrunched her close to him. He put his hand into the valley between her asscheeks, reaching for her asshole. He found the puckered knob and slowly twisted his finger into it, opening it slowly.
"Ow! That hurts! Don't hurt me, Joe!"
"Shut up!"
Karen was scared. She remembered when Joe had first fucked her, when he had been almost violent then. He scared her then and he scared her now. She tried to squirm away, trying to crawl away on her hands and knees.
Joe clutched at her with his strong hands, his muscular arms holding her firmly in place on the damp grass.
"I told you to stay still, cunt!" He wrapped his fingers around her arms and squeezed, bringing a little groan of pain from her. Now he shoved his fingertip harder and deeper into her asshole. He twisted it around, feeling the thick walls of her tight asshole.
"This is gonna be good, Karen. You're gonna like this."
"No! Don't, Joe!" Karen's heart was racing with terror. She was afraid of the pain she imagined would come.
It did. Joe shoved his cockhead into her asshole with a deep plunge, and she felt like she was being ripped to shreds from the inside out.
She opened her mouth to scream, but Joe's hand was quickly over her lips, stifling her sounds. She thought she would suffocate at the same time sharp stabs of pain were racing through her loins from the thick cock plunging into her asshole.
Joe twisted to get his cock into her tight asshole. She was dry, so he had to take it more slowly than he would have liked to. But slowly she dampened as his cock spouted its own fluid into her tight hole. He could feel her loosening slightly as he moved in his cock in a circular motion to force himself into her asshole.
"Mmmmmmpphhhh!" Karen was still trying to scream. The dark peaceful night had suddenly become a fiery hell. Blasts of pain shot through her like electric shocks from a high current wire. She was barely dangling on her arms, supporting herself weakly with the palms of her hands in the wet grass.
"Uhhhh! Uggghhh!" Joe was pushing in farther now, twisting and turning and shoving with all his powerful might. Suddenly he felt himself all the way in. His balls were flapping against her cool smooth asscheeks.
Just when Karen was beginning to become accustomed to the pain, Joe pulled his thick cock out of her asshole. For a moment she was relieved, and then suddenly she felt his cock ripping into her again, this time, all the way at once. His monstrous cock shoved so deep into her she thought it might come out of her mouth.
Karen was sweating profusely, and her heart was pounding uncontrollably. She wanted to scream. She wanted to escape. But all she could do was feel the jagged form of his huge cock ill her aching asshole. She weakened, falling almost flat onto the ground, crying uncontrollable tears.
Joe was pulling his cock out again, and then he shoved it up into her again. She felt so good, so tight! She was going to love it. He was sure of it.
She hated him. She hated him with every cell in her entire body. She couldn't nderstand what had ever turned her on about this monster of a man. She felt like she was going to die from the horrible pain. It ripped through her entire body with every hard push and pull of Joe's cock from her tiny asshole.
And then she was amazed at what happened. The pain started to subside. At first she felt almost numb, as if she had stepped into freezing water and become numb to the initial shock. But now it was different from even that. She was beginning to like the feeling of Joe's thick cock in her asshole. She was even beginning to love it.
Joe shoved his cock into her up to his balls, feeling his sacs bouncing against her soft asscheeks. He reached forward and played with her tits while he fucked her ass. He gritted his teeth, then leaned down and bit her ass at the same time he was fucking it.
Karen regained her position on her hands and knees now, propping herself up off the grass. Now, instead of trying to squirm away, she was wriggling her ass backwards to meet his hard forward strokes.
"You like it, huh? You little cunt . . . you like my cock no matter what!" Joe laughed, pleased at his victory with this beautiful woman. The wife of his friend. He could hardly believe it.
He heaved his cock deep into her tight cunt, feeling her bowels surrounding the sensitive surfaces of his long shaft. His cockhead plunged forward, nearly reaching her belly. She was wet inside now with his fluids and hers. She was helping him now, grinding her asscheeks back against his balls.
She reached back and grabbed his balls in her hand, massaging them.
"Ohhhh, that's good!" Joe felt his balls churning with what felt like gallons of hot cum, readying to spill into her asshole. He grunted in a low tone of voice with each lunge forward. She was so incredibly tight! Karen's cunt was tight. Karen's mouth was tight. But her asshole was tightest of all. He could barely stand it.
Karen shoved harder and harder back against him, feeling his balls growing and shrinking in her hand. She could feel the big tip of his cock buried somewhere deep in her bowels, and she felt completely and wonderfully filled, like she had never felt before.
"Uhhh! AAAAAARRRRHHHHHHH! GRRRRRRRHHHHH!" Joe suddenly came with a furious spurting of cum all the way into Karen's deepest recesses. He shot a heavy load of liquid fire up around all her tight tissues. His cum squished out around the sides of his cock, so tight was his fit in her cunt.
"Me, too!" Karen screamed. "Help me!"
Joe reached forward and rubbed his finger rapidly on Karen's clit. The little organ throbbed beneath his rough touch. Her clit grew harder and harder.
She felt herself aching to release all her pent up passions. She could feel Joe's cum spewing into her bowels, out the tiny knob of her asshole, dripping down between her asscheeks and legs. And she could feel a heavy tension building in her cunt as he hit her clit over and over again.
"GGGGAAAAAAAHHHH!" she screamed as she climaxed and pushed backward harder against Joe's still-spewing cock. "GGRRRRUUUHHHH!" She leaned back and felt the muscles of her cunt exploding while her asshole ached with wonderful delight at the gallons of cum juice dripping over.
They continued pumping against each other until their orgasms were completely reamed out. Karen fell forward, her tits mashing against the ground, her face in the cool grass, still on her knees with her ass holding Joe's cock. Then Joe fell forward, and they both lay in a quiet, satisfied, exhausted heap.
The cool breeze helped to calm them. Soon after, they picked up their clothes and dressed, and walked silently back to the house. Karen thought she saw the figure of a person-a woman-leaving the house down the front walkway as they approached. She was sure she had imagined it. for when she got closer, she could see no one.
When she and Joe entered the house, Frank was watching the end of the news on TV. Joe called a goodnight to Frank and left, smiling at Karen as he exited. Karen thought about the woman she thought she'd seen, and she worried that she might be going crazy. Then she noticed a half-empty glass of wine on the coffee table opposite Frank's chair.
CHAPTER NINE
When Frank had returned home with Joe after the game, he wasn't blind to what was going on between Joe and Karen behind his back. He'd sat in front of the TV set, asked Joe to get him a beer, and watched Joe and Karen out of the corner of his eye.
He wasn't dumb, after all. He'd seen the tail end of their fucking in the kitchen that one night, and when Joe had taken two hours to pick up his binoculars at lunchtime . . . well, the situation was clear. What was not clear was what he could do about it.
Frank considered himself a normally affectionate man. He supposed he'd been a bit more loving toward Karen when they were first married, but wasn't that normal too? He had his own interests now, and he thought Karen should have her own. Of course it bothered him that her interests happened to be other men.
He sat in front of the TV only halfway watching. He heard Karen and Joe whispering in the kitchen behind him, and then they were gone. Out for a walk, he supposed. Out to fuck each other's brains out in someone's front yard.
He was pissed, and what's more, he was beginning to feel afraid. He loved Karen. He thought he'd been doing all that was necessary to please her, but now it was quite clear he wasn't. He just didn't understand her, he thought. He just didn't understand women. He would have talked to Joe about it, but that idea was ridiculous at this point.
But he had to talk to someone. And so, he called Susan. He'd known Susan ever since he married Karen. She was a sweet girl, sometimes a little silly, but she was his wife's best friend and probably understood her a lot better than he did.
Susan was more than happy to come right over. Frank was rather surprised at her enthusiasm.
She rang the doorbell only minutes after he hung up the phone. When he answered the door, he was startled by her appearance. He remembered seeing her last time looking very businesslike after work one day. But now she was dressed in a short, tight black skirt, a fluffy white blouse with a low-cut bodice, and high heels. Her long blonde hair streamed in shining waves of her back and around her face.
"Hi!" she greeted him, extending her hand warmly.
"Glad you could come over so quickly," Frank answered, leading her to the couch in front of the coffee table. "Have a seat."
"What's up?"
Frank was embarrassed. His face turned pink and he looked down at the floor, clasping his hands before him. When he looked up again, Susan was beaming at him with a warm smile. She reached over and touched him on the shoulder.
Frank was a man of medium height, rather slender, with wispy brown hair. He looked rather little-boyish and innocent. Susan had always liked him for his looks. He was unlike so many of the macho-type men she usually went out with, always trying to get into her pants the first thing. Frank was more polite, sometimes too much so. But she suspected that beneath his quiet exterior lay a he-man who could fuck the piss out of any woman.
She knew why he'd called her. Karen. Karen always came on too strong with men, and Susan suspected it was too much for gentle Frank. Now I Susan smiled at Frank as he remained wordless.
"Karen told me," she started, "about your problems."
Frank looked up, surprised. "She did?"
"Yes, and I promised her I'd do my best to help."
"Oh Susan, that's why I called you. What can I do? I don't understand her, even though I love her."
"I know. And I also know the perfect solution."
"It's too complicated," he protested. "She thinks I'm neglecting her. She . . . "
"Shhh," Susan quieted him, putting her soft fingertips across his lips. When he stopped talking, she ran her fingers through his hair, pushing a curl from his sad face.
It had been so long since Frank had been simply touched by a woman. Karen always tried to jump on him. But Susan was just being plain affectionate. Frank liked it. He liked it so much, in fact, he felt himself starting to get turned on.
He looked forward into the front of Susan's soft white blouse. Barely hiding behind billows of gauzy material were her soft round tits, nearly falling out of her bra. She was perched on the edge of the couch, just inches from him. He could almost feel heat rising up from her crotch to his face. He thought he smelled the sweet scent of a sexy woman.
He put his hand over Susan's hand as she touched his face. He drew her hand to his lips and kissed her. He kissed her fingers lightly, then licked her fingertips, then drew her fingertips one at a time into his wet mouth. He stroked her long soft arm, the curves so smooth and graceful to his touch. He reached her elbow, and then her shoulder.
He ran his hand over her shoulder toward the center of his chest, and then gently plunged his hand down the low-cut neckline of her blouse. He felt the tops of the round mounds of her soft tits. He ran his fingertips around the spheres.
Susan leaned forward and groaned softly. She reached for the top button of her blouse and undid it. Frank moved her hand and undid the rest of her buttons. Her blouse fell open. He pulled the soft material away from her bra and creamy skin, and lifted the blouse off her shoulders.
Susan moaned, feeling a tingle building in her wet cunt. She was starting to drip juices into the crotch of her panties. She put her arms on Frank's shoulders and nestled her face against his neck.
Frank ran his fingertips and the warm palms of his hands across the rounded surface of her lacy white bra. He played with her nipples and watched them grow erect under her bra. Then he pushed his fingertip under the bottom of her bra and began to lift it up, moving his other hand to her back to unclasp her bra snaps.
Susan moaned again, helping him unsnap her bra. Her bra fell to her lap. She tossed it onto the floor. She leaned back on the couch and drew Frank into her breasts. She felt her hot juices streaming out of her cunt down between her soft thighs.
Frank leaned forward over Susan and fondled her big tits. He wrapped his fingertips around them, kneading them softly. He touched her nipples, rolled them between his thumbs and fingertips. He watched her small nipples grow larger as blood flowed through them. They puffed out in erect discs.
Susan reached down to unzip her skirt while Frank lay on top of her, fondling her tits. She removed her skirt and threw it to the floor. All she wore underneath was a pair of frilly pink panties. Her panty crotch was soaked through with hot juices.
"MMMMMMM!" she groaned, feeling as Frank began to nuzzle her excited tits with his nose. She pulled his face forward and felt him plant his lips on her nipples. She could feel him humming his pleasure over her nipples. He licked her erect little knobs, then bit them gently, then sucked them as if they would issue a warm stream of milk into his hungry mouth.
Susan began to unbutton his shirt. He held his arms up to let her pull it off his shoulders. Now she reached down toward his waist, just beneath the top button of his pants, and felt the large bulge of his cock in his pants. She ran the palm of her hand across his cock beneath the material.
Frank was perched over her, kneeling on the couch. He was aching to get out of his pants. Still biting and sucking on her nipples, he reached down and unbuttoned Iris pants, then unzipped them. He grasped Susan's hand and led it to the opening in his pants.
She pushed her hand across the bulge in his shorts, then felt for the opening in the panel. She felt his smooth and slightly hairy skin, slid her hand across it, and found his big hard cock. She pulled it out gently.
She had never seen such a beautiful cock. It wasn't thick like monster cocks she had seen before. It was rather slender, just like Frank, and extremely long. She knew it wouldn't stuff her and stretch her, but would plunge in smoothly, arching through her cunt toward her belly, toward her throat.
"Oh, rub it! Pull my cock!" Frank was licking the full circles of Susan's heavy tits. He began to lick down the center of her front, toward her bellybutton. He gently grabbed at her shapely hips with his hands. As he moved backwards, his cock pulled out of her hand.
Susan sat up, propping herself on her elbows. She felt Frank's wet licking and kisses trail down from her bellybutton to the soft forest of blonde hair in her crotch. She pulled herself up onto her knees, her tits dangling down over the back of Frank's neck.
Frank flipped over onto his back, pulling himself toward Susan's blonde haired crotch. He was licking the soft skin of her mound, delving with his tongue for her cunt lips. Her crotch area was soaked through with the juices of an excited woman.
With Frank sucking her cunt from beneath, Susan leaned forward to push her face toward his hard slender cock, standing up from his brown-haired crotch. She grabbed his cock and pumped it up and down gently, pulling the cockhead toward her.
"Oooohhhh! That feels so good!" Frank was mumbling into Susan's crotch. It tickled her. She started to giggle, and as she did, she dove for Frank's cock, sucking a few inches of it into her mouth.
Frank felt like he'd been enveloped by her cunt. Susan's hot mouth was squeezing on the sides of his cock, extracting excited juices from his cocktip. She drooled warm saliva over his cock and it mixed with his juices. The wetter he got, the more cock she sucked into her hot mouth. Soon almost all of his slender cock was in her mouth, his cockhead nearly down her throat. His cock was just as she thought it would be. Because it was mostly long instead of fat, she had extra space in her mouth to play with it. She teased it with her teeth, and shoved her tongue over it in the back of her throat.
Frank was groaning, his tongue delving into the folds of Susan's soft wet cuntlips. He felt with his tongue for the knob of her clit. He knew he found it when she screamed.
"Ahhhhh! Bite me!" she yelled. She began to twist her hips upwards into his face.
He grasped her hips tightly, pulling and pushing them against the knocking of his tongue against the tight knob of her clit. From her movements, he could feel the rise of the excitement in her loins.
She sucked harder on his hard cock. She shoved it into her throat, then pulled back, drawing the edges of her teeth gently against his sensitive skin. When his cock was almost all the way out of her dripping mouth, she bit around the edges of his cocktip, then drove her tongue toward the little hole on the top of his cock. She could taste his salty juice dripping out of his hole. She mixed it with her saliva in her mouth, then plunged down and forward again, nearly swallowing his cock.
Frank replaced his tongue with his fingers on Susan's cunt. He rolled his fingertip and thumb around her excited knob and used his tongue to thrust down into her sensitive inner tissues. He could taste her seeping juices. The scent was turning him on even more.
He grasped her hips with his slender but strong hands and pushed her off him, gently pushing her
I'll down onto the rug on the floor beside the couch. She tumbled off gently, his cock popping out of her mouth and small droplets of juices spraying around her.
He moved off the couch on top of her, his cock near her bellybutton. He leaned forward and kissed her firmly on the mouth. They could both taste the salty juices of cunt and cock. They drove their hot tongues deep into each other's mouths, their tongue tips wrestling, then nearly plunging down one another's throats.
Frank grasped his cock and moved downward toward Susan's flexing cunt. He spread her soft cuntlips with his fingertips and pushed the head of his cock between them.
Susan arched her ass up toward him and felt his slender cock slide all the way into her soaked cunt. She could feel his balls pounding up against her ass.
"Ooooooohhhhh!" she swooned, feeling his cock nearly reaching her belly. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and pulled him closer to her. His chest pressed against her soft tits. The small hairs on his chest tickled her tits. Her nipples stood out hard beneath him.
Frank drove his cock back and forth in her cunt, slowly at first, feeling the excitement building in his loins. He could feel his balls starting to ache, full of many week's worth of cum. He felt like he was about to explode. He tried to take it easy, wanting Susan to feel the thrill as long as she could.
But Susan was as hot as he was. She churned her shapely hips up to meet his plunging cock, feeling his balls flop around her asshole. She was nearly bent over backwards with excitement.
"Gotta . . . gotta . . . " Frank was chanting to himself as he plunged rhythmically into her cunt. He had never felt a cunt like this one, full and ripe and juicy. If she had been filled by bigger cocks before, he couldn't tell. Her cunt seemed to adjust perfectly to the size of his cock. She was tight and warm against his sensitive surfaces.
"Uuuuhhhh! Oh, Frank!" Susan was wrapping her legs around his back, starting to pound on the muscles of his back with the heels of her feet. She was clutching at him with her arms, and biting his neck with her sharp front teeth.
"Coming . . . I'm . . . COMING! AAARRRRRR-GGGGGHHHHH!! " Frank yowled, plunging forward with harder, longer strokes at a recklessly fast pace. His hips shook with convulsions as he came.
"GRRRUUUHHHH!" He spilled gallons of cum into her clutching tubes, feeling her cuntwalls erupting around him now.
"AAAAEEEEEEE! AGGGGGHHHHH!" Susan was screaming now, her entire body convulsing in a gigantic orgasm. She was drawing her hands across his back, leaving red streaks on his skin. She was hanging onto him, pushing up into him, nearly crushing his cum-spurting cock with the exploding walls of her cunt.
"UUUGGGHHH! UUUGGGHHH!" Frank groaned each time a new shot of cum spurted into Susan's convulsing cunt. He had lost control of himself completely. He felt himself being ruled by his cock.
Frank spurted so much cum it started to leak out the sides of Susan's cunt in a pool on the floor.
Susan grabbed her skirt and pushed it under her ass to catch his dripping cum.
Frank nibbled at Susan's hard tits as he erupted the final spurts of his cum. He could feel his cock starting to shrivel in her cunt, as her cunt shrunk around it as if to continue feeling it as much as possible.
Finally they lay exhausted and still. Their breathing returned to normal. They gently stroked one another's sensitive skin.
"That was wonderful, Frank!"
"Yeah, I know."
"But what I mean is, you're a great lover. And that's all Karen wants."
'No, she's outside somewhere right now, fucking my so-called friend."
"She doesn't give a damn about him, Frank. I'm sure of it."
They stood up and put their clothes on. Frank offered Susan a glass of wine. They sat on the couch talking. Susan suggested Frank and Karen visit her at her place on Saturday, the day after tomorrow. They would get things straight then.
When she was halfway finished with her wine, Susan peeked out the window and saw two figures approaching from the corner.
"Gotta go," she said, kissing Frank gently on the forehead. She hurried out the door and snuck down the sidewalk quietly, hoping they wouldn't see her.
CHAPTER TEN
Karen wasn't going to say anything about the wineglass, but she couldn't help it.
"Was somebody here?" she asked, trying to not sound suspicious.
"Yes," Frank answered, still watching the TV screen. He wanted to fuck Karen, but he was exhausted still from his wild fuck with Susan. Karen would be able to tell if he tried it now, he was sure.
"Who?"
"A friend of yours. Susan. She was . . . looking for you."
"Oh," Karen responded, relieved. They had probably been talking. Nothing to worry about.
"She invited us over to her place on Saturday."
"Great! You want to go, don't you? I mean, it wouldn't be interfering with an important game or anything like that, would it?" She spoke sarcastically.
Frank cringed on the couch.
"Yeah, we'll go."
Karen went to bed without him, thinking he was ignoring her as he normally did. She just didn't realize that he'd erupted a weeks' worth of cum and still needed some time to recover.
* * *
Karen dressed almost sadly for work that day. She had changed so much as a result of being with Tom and Susan, and now it was nearly over. Damn, back to the old routine again. Joe was still always there when she needed him, but she found herself needing sex more and more often.
She thought about fucking all morning at work. When she typed she could feel her cunt juicing rhythmically with every tap of her fingers on the keys. Her large tits seemed to swell over the keyboard. She crossed and uncrossed her legs under the desk, trying to control the jolts of lusting excitement shooting through her cunt.
When she finished her morning's work, she stood up and stretched. As she did, Tom walked into the room.
"Your tits look luscious when you stretch like that," he said, walking toward her. He wrapped his arms around her and planted a hot wet kiss on her lips.
"Oooohhh, Tom! Be careful! You're going to turn me on!"
"You're turned on already," he said, rubbing his hand across the firm mounds of her tits under her sleek blouse.
Karen responded by unbuttoning her blouse. She knew that Susan might walk into the room at any instant, but it didn't matter. Karen needed to be fucked, and if Susan happened to see her, that was too bad. She undid her buttons and slid out of her blouse.
Tom reached around her to unclasp her frilly white bra. It fell off her shoulders easily. He unbuttoned his own shirt but left it on, just so he could feel her tits with his chest.
Karen leaned up against him, rubbing her tits against his hairy chest. She looked down and could see her brown nipples growing larger and wider with the excitement.
Tom reached up and grabbed her tits in his hands, squeezing them forcefully. "You're going to get fucked like you've never been fucked before," he promised her. He rolled her hard little knobs between his thumbs and fingertips.
Karen groaned, leaning back, nearly losing her balance.
"What if someone comes in?" she moaned, feeling his fingers creating an electric-like shock in her cunt.
"I locked the door and put up an 'Out For Lunch' sign. And Susan went out for a while. She won't be back for an hour."
Tom grabbed Karen by the wrists and pushed her onto the floor, her head before his crotch. He pulled her hands toward his zipper.
"Open it up," he ordered.
Karen deftly unbuttoned his pants and pulled down his zipper. She drove her slender fingers into the material of his shorts, searching for his cock. She found it and pulled it out. It was hard as a rock, thick and already juicy, with ooze spurting from its tip.
"Suck it!" Tom ordered her. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her toward his erect cock.
Karen slowly licked the tip of his cock, tasting his salty juices leaking down her tongue. She felt her mouth filling with saliva as she thought about eating his entire gigantic cock in one single mouthful.
"EAT IT!" Tom yelled again, loud this time. He grabbed her head and shoved it up against his cock.
Karen plunged his entire cock into her mouth in one loud grip. His cockhead raced along her tongue all the way to the back of her throat, tickling her tonsils. She drooled spit all over the sensitive outer surfaces of his cock, then pulled back slowly, drawing her teeth across his cock. When his cock was almost all the way out, she nibbled at his cockhead, at the bulging form and the little hole on top. Then she leaned forward again and swallowed his cock.
Tom felt as if he had plunged head-first into a pool of hot water. He was enveloped completely by Karen's hot mouth. He wanted to come right away. He jerked back and forth across her hot juicy lips. He lunged forward and back, pushing and pulling his thick cock along the soft surfaces of her heated mouth.
Karen thought she might gag from the quick motions of Tom's cock in her mouth. She was leaning back, trying to squirm free from his hold, but he was too strong for her. She glanced up and saw his reddened face, with a grimace and sweat covering his skin. He was gritting his teeth now.
And then he was coming. He forced his cock deep into her throat, almost down into her belly, as he came with long oozing streams of thick cum juice. He shoved harder and harder. She could feel his cock erupting, convulsing in her throat. She could feel it flopping back and forth as he came.
"AAAAAAHHHHH!" Tom nearly swooned with the ecstasy of coming into Karen's hot mouth. He still clutched her head, and twisted her face closer toward his crotch. He wanted to make sure she drank every single drop of his thick gooey cum.
Karen was swallowing fast and hard to get all his cum. Some of it was running out of the sides of her mouth. She wiped it up with her fingertip and forced it back into her mouth.
Finally he was limp in her mouth. He could barely stand straight. He let go of her head and slowly fell onto his knees, then he lay down on the floor.
"God, that was good!" he said, resting his hand across his forehead while he recuperated.
Karen sat back on the floor and wiped cum from her face, licking it off her fingertips. She had enjoyed drinking Tom's cum, but she was aware of how horny she still was. She still needed to be fucked. She still needed to come.
As Tom lay on the floor in front of her, she got up on her hands and knees and crawled over to him. She leaned down and began to gently lick his cock. She saw him open his eyes slightly, then close them again.
"Mmmmmm," he started to moan as his cock began to harden once again. He ran his fingertips through her thick dark hair.
His cock started to grow just by her licking. She began to nibble at the soft tip of his cock until it started to redden and harden again. She held his cock in her hand and put it in her mouth. She held perfectly still, just drooling saliva and some of his remaining cum in her mouth over the sensitive surfaces of his cock.
His cock started hardening in her mouth. She could feel it expanding against her tongue and teeth. She reached down to fondle his balls. They began to wriggle and churn beneath her touch.
Soon Tom's cock was rock hard again, standing up from his hairy groin. Karen licked it, then pulled away to sit up and admire it. His cock was absolutely gorgeous. Thick and reddish, with bluish veins running along the sides.
Tom opened his eyes and looked up at Karen.
"Come here," he said, leading her to sit on top of him. She was wearing a short skirt and no panties. He pushed his finger up under her skirt and immediately felt the bristling hairs of her cunt.
"You're all ready for me, aren't you?" he teased her, knowing how horny she had been even yesterday. He parted her cuntlips with his fingertips and shoved them up into her cunt.
She was dripping hot cunt-juices onto his groin. The juices flowed down around his Fingers. He thrust them deeper into her cunt, feeling her hot wet tissues clinging to his skin.
He pulled her hips towards him and grabbed his cock, moving his cockhead toward her leaking cunt. He teased her cuntlips with his cockhead.
"Oooohhh! Oh Tom, fuck me!" Karen screamed. She raised up to position her steaming cunt over his cock.
Tom arched his back upwards off the floor and dove the tip of his hard thick cock into her waiting cunt.
"AAAIIIIEEE!" Karen thought she might come just from the glorious pressure of Tom's cock in her hungry cunt. She jerked and had a small orgasm, convulsing around the tip of his cock. Not all of his mck was into her cunt yet, but already she was going crazy with the delicious feeling.
She leaned backwards and bit her lips as the last of her little come left her, seeming to flow out of the top of her head. Now she leaned forward again, her palms on the floor, trying to shove more of Tom's huge cock into her starving cunt.
Tom wiggled his hips back and forth as if to corkscrew his cock into Karen's cunt. He watched her face as she writhed in delighted agony, feeling his cock pressing against her cuntlips as it moved in deeper and deeper.
With only a few more inches to go, Tom suddenly raised his hips all the way off the floor and drove his entire cock into the deepest recesses of her steaming cunt.
"Aaargghhh!" Karen swooned with pleasure.
Tom's cock filled her so completely. She could feel her cunt tissues clutching at the hard form of his cock.
Tom grabbed Karen by the hips and began to lift her up and down over his hard cock. He grunted with each plunge of his cock up into her steaming swells.
Karen pushed his hands away and leaned forward on her palms, wanting to fuck Tom rather than have him fuck her. She plunged up and down over his hard erect cock and looked beneath her dangling tits to see his glistening cock sliding in and out of her dripping cunt.
"Oh, that's it, babe! You fuck me!" Tom screamed. He lay back almost still, letting Karen control their fucking. The feelings she was giving him were fantastic. He felt himself being swallowed and spit out, swallowed and spit out by the clutching walls of her cunt and cuntlips.
She had been plunging only up and down, but now she began to move forward and back as well. This created a friction against her clit, and she began to feel waves of erotic pleasure coursing through her body.
She was swallowing Tom's cock in her steaming cunt, then dragging it back and out, then swallowing it again. She felt like a sex-starved harlot and didn't care. All that mattered were the delicious feelings of his cock in her cunt, threatening to tear her to pieces and send her up to heaven.
Neither of them heard a key being inserted into the lock of the front door of the office. They didn't hear when Susan closed the door behind her and softly plodded into the room where they were fucking. She'd heard their moans and groans and didn't want to disturb them, or at least, not quite yet.
Susan put down her handbag and sat on the floor in the doorway of the room, watching the glorious scene before her. Her boss and lover Tom was on the floor looking almost helpless, as her best friend Karen was humping him with more energy than she had ever before displayed. Susan could see Tom's thick cock glistening with Karen's cunt juice and his own fluids, and she could hear the squishing sounds of Karen's cuntlips around Tom's heavy cock.
Susan pulled up her skirt. Beneath it she wore a pair of lacy panties. She pulled the elastic leg band aside and pushed her fingertips toward her cunt. She found her clit and started rubbing it. She rested on her other arm, feeling delightful surges racing through her loins as she watched Karen and Tom fucking and played with her own excited cunt.
She pushed her fingers into her cunt now. She was juicing all over her panties and onto the floor beneath her. She sat up and unbuttoned her blouse, still fondling her cunt with her other hand. She began to play with her huge round tits, and then she leaned forward to pull one of thern up to her mouth. She licked the rounded nipple of her tit and sucked it into her mouth.
She groaned silently, not wanting to be heard. She lay on her back now, rubbing her cunt with her hand and rolling the nipple of one of her tits between her thumb and fingertip. She closed her eyes and spread her legs. She lost consciousness of everything but her own self-stimulation.
And then, after a short while, she felt a hard cock traveling up over her creamy thigh. She opened her eyes and saw Tom crawling on top of her.
"Decided to join us after all, eh?" he joked, crawling forward to pull her erect little nipple into his mouth. He bit on her tit and heard her scream for more.
"Yeow! Tom, I need to be fucked!" She seemed have forgotten about Karen's presence in the m. Karen and Tom had been fucking just a short while ago when they heard her heavy breathing in the corner of the room. Tom had crawled over in front of her. She hadn't noticed yet that Karen was standing behind her, just behind her head.
Tom leaned forward to pull apart the lips of Susan's heavily juicing cunt lips with his coarse fingertips. When he found the squishing hole of her cunt, he pulled his thick cock toward her. She screamed with delight as he did.
And then suddenly she saw a strange form lowering over her head. She had no time or room to scream. A big sopping-wet pussy had been lowered over her face. She realized it was Karen.
"Suck me, Susan!" Karen screamed, opening her cuntlips with her fingers so Susan could delve her tongue into her cunt. She squirmed down over Susan's face, her cunt-juice dripping down onto her cheeks.
Susan licked eagerly, feeling the delightful sensations of Tom's cock pounding into her cunt.
She reached up and held Karen's cuntlips apart and searched for her clit with the tip of her hot tongue.
When she found it Karen nearly went through the ceiling.
"Yaaaaahhhh!" Karen screamed, nearly falling off Susan's face. She was on her hands and knees now, pushing her cunt farther over Susan's rapid tongue.
Susan batted at Karen's clit with her tongue tip, feeling Karen shaking over her with the excitement. And Susan could still feel the battering ram of Tom's cock heaving in and out of her cunt. Her cunt was juicing heavily, juice pouring out the sides of her cunt all around Tom's heavy dangling balls. She sucked and was fucked and knew she had never been more excited in her entire life.
Karen was starting to arch her back away from Susan's sucking. Susan pulled her down by the hips, delving her tongue deep into the inner recesses of Karen's cunt now. Karen's cuntwalls clutched at Susan's thick tongue, seeming to erupt around her.
"AAAAAGGGGGHHH!! " Karen screamed, convulsing heavily over Susan's sucking mouth. "I'M COMMMIIIIINNNNNGGG!" She wiggled and squirmed and pushed her cunt harder against Susan's tongue.
Tom was pushing faster and faster into Susan's clutching cunt, feeling her cuntwalls clutching his cock harder with each lunge. He could feel the friction in his balls now, which were churning with fiery cum readying to erupt.
He heaved harder for a few short strokes, then arched his back and sat motionless for one short instant. He came in a loud thunder.
"GAAAAAAAAAHHHHH! ARRRRRRRGGG-GGGGHHHHH! GRRRRRRRRR!" He spurted out long oozes of thick milky cum, shooting it up as far as he could into Susan's clutching cunt. He was sure he was shooting it up into her belly.
Susan writhed beneath him, readying for her own orgasm. His flicking cock spurting its heavy load of cum was tickling her clit and sending fiery jolts through her entire body. The pressure built to an agonizing high, and then she exploded. She arched her back up off the floor. As she came she felt Karen's clutching cunt still exploding around her mouth, and Tom's hot cock spurting wads of cum down into her deepest recesses.
"GGGGAAAAAHHH!" Susan nearly choked on Karen's cunt as she came. She kicked her legs up into the air, pounding on Tom's back with her heels. She flailed her arms at her sides, pounding on the floor with her fists.
All of them were coming at once, screaming, groaning, writhing. Sparks seemed to fill the air around them. Cuntjuice and cum spurted out of their cunts and cock. They convulsed uncontrollably. Their hearts raced and sweat dripped out of every pore in their bodies.
Finally they lay very still on the floor. They calmed, their heartbeats becoming normal again. Susan and Tom were satiated, but Karen was still horny. God, she thought, I can't get enough!
While Tom and Susan still lay on the floor, breathing slowly, Karen rose up and stood beside them. She glanced around the office, looking for something to satisfy her horniness.
She spotted the flower vase on the desk, with the single rose Tom had given her as a thank you present. She walked to the desk, pulled out the rose, and without dumping out the still-clear water, began pressing the Up of the long skinny vase up against her still-hot cunt lips.
"Oooohhh. Uhhhhh!" she moaned. She leaned against the desk, her short skirt up around her waist, pushing the vase slowly up into her cunt.
Tom and Susan opened their eyes and watched Karen. Tom began fondling Susan's tits softly, getting turned on by watching Karen and her vase. Susan flung her legs wide and pushed her hands into her cunt, separating her cunt hairs with her fingertips. They still lay on the floor, playing with themselves, watching in awe as Karen shoved the full length of the smooth slender vase up her juicing cunt.
"Gruhhhh!" Karen was moaning. She leaned farther back against the desk. She was standing on the very tips of her toes, her eyes rolling around in their sockets. Her tongue was sticking out of her mouth, licking at her upper lip in erotic excitement.
She twisted the vase in little circles against the sensitive lips of her cunt. She shoved the vase in and out with long slow motions. Each time the vase was inside her, she could feel her cuntwalls clutching at its smooth glassy surface. And when she pulled it out, she could feel her cunt contracting around it, trying to draw it back in again.
She looked toward Tom and Susan. Susan was playing with Tom's limp cock now. She squeezed at his cocktip with her tiny fingertips, and with her other hand, she kneaded his warm balls. Then she leaned over and sucked his limp cock into her mouth.
"I don't think I can get it up," Tom protested. But still Susan's mouth felt so good on his cock he didn't try to push her away. Susan had a special way of sucking him and fondling his balls at the same time, and no matter how tired he was, Tom always got hard again. Soon he was, becoming thick and erect in her juicy mouth.
Karen watched them and continued plunging the smooth vase up and down her cunt. Her creamy thighs were starting to quake with the excitement of the thick surface in her cunt.
When Tom was very hard, Susan pulled her mouth off his cock and signaled him toward Karen. Karen's eyes were averted, and she didn't see Tom crawling toward her. She was shoving the vase into her cunt when she felt a hand on her soft thigh, crawling up toward the vase. She opened her eyes to see Tom reaching for the vase as it barely hung out of her pulsing cunt.
He reached up and pulled the vase out. He stuck his head up between her smooth legs and licked the lips of her hot cunt.
"Ooooh!" Karen swooned, leaning back on the desk.
Tom stood up slowly, running his fingers along her thighs. He reached behind her and unzipped her skirt, pulling it off her curvaceous hips. Karen stood silent, watching him, holding her breath.
She had her legs spread wide, and he plunged into her with a fury she had never before experienced. His entire cock went up into her cunt in a single lunge.
"Gaaaahhh!" she gulped, feeling as if he might plunge right into her belly through her cunt. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and lifted her feet up off the floor, sitting on the desk.
Tom lunged forward in heavy strokes.
"Grrrrr! Ughhhh!" He was hot for her clutching cunt. He pushed her back on the desk and climbed on top of her. She leaned back, her head in a space between the typewriter and the phone.
Tom's legs were hanging over the side of the desk, but his feet were up off the floor. He shoved his cock deeper and deeper into her clinging cunt, wanting to burst that pressure that he could feel building up in her loins.
Karen wrapped her feet around his back. Then she looked up and saw Susan standing beside her. Susan rubbed Karen's tits with her fingertips, the leaned down to bite them.
"Owww! Oh, that's good! Suck my tits!" Karen was going nearly insane with the excitement of being fucked and sucked. She pounded her feet up against Tom's back as he lunged forward again and again, driving his thick meat deep into her clutching, juicing cunt.
Susan leaned forward and wrapped her soft wet lips around Karen's aching nipples. She sucked her nipples into her mouth and bit them softly. She could feel Karen's nipples growing harder with every bite.
When Karen came, Susan could feel her nipples nearly exploding.
"AAAEEEEEEEE!!! AAAAAGGGGGHHH!"
Karen screamed, her loud voice bouncing on the walls around them. She scratched Tom's back and heaved her cunt up forward against Tom's cock, harder and harder.
Tom could feel Karen's cunt convulsing hard around his cock. And then, with several quick hard plunges, he was coming too. He spurted thick oozes of cum into her cunt. He shoved harder and harder, making sure all of his thick cum got dropped into the deepest recesses of her clutching cunt.
Her cunt nearly ripped him apart with her uncontrollable thrusts. He pulled his cock out and plopped it onto her belly, still spurting long strings of gooey cum onto her smooth skin. Susan leaned over and licked up his cum from Karen's belly.
Karen lay still at last, totally satiated. When she opened her eyes, Tom and Susan were sitting on the floor beside the desk. They looked at her and smiled.
"Thanks for all your help," Tom said to Karen.
Karen smiled. She stood up and put on her clothes. Tom and Susan also dressed.
They spent the rest of the afternoon finishing off the paperwork. When Karen left, she held Tom's hand and said, "If I can ever be of help again, just let me know."
She walked out the door in a combination of wonderful satisfaction and growing sadness. All she had left now was Joe and Frank.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
When Karen walked through the front door of her house, Joe greeted her.
"What are you doing here?" she gasped, closing the door quickly behind her. "Is Frank here?"
"No," Joe answered, moving toward her to fondle her round tits. "He's got to help the boss do some inventory."
"Then what are you doing here?"
Joe laughed. "I really don't know. Frank told me to come over and keep you company."
"I don't understand. It.. . " Joe halted her speech by kissing her hard on her soft wet lips. She tried to squirm free from him, but he was holding her tight in his strong arms.
Joe figured Frank was on to them, and had decided to share his wife with him. With that assumption, he now proceeded to push his bulging cock beneath the tight material of his pants up against Karen's hot crotch.
Karen tried to strike out at him but missed and went reeling onto the floor. Joe ran to her side and jumped atop her.
"Listen, bitch! You're gonna fuck me good!" He ripped his shirt open and flung it on the floor behind him. She was still trying to get away, but he held her down with his heavy legs.
"Let me go, you monster!" Karen was flailing her arms until he grabbed her by the wrists and held her down.
"You love it, cunt! You love my fat cock!" With that, he unzipped his pants and skinned them down his muscular legs, still holding her down with all his strength. He held his cock before her face.
Karen looked at his cock with a look of complete disgust on her face. She remembered that she'd loved fucking Joe before, but she hated him when he got rough like this. Or did she? She was so confused. She started to scream again, when he put his big hand over her mouth.
He crawled forward over her body, still cupping her mouth with his hand. When he removed his hand, he immediately shoved his thick cock into the back of her throat with all his might.
"MMMMPPHHH!! " Karen thought she was going to suffocate. Joe's thick cock caught in her throat. She thought she saw stars as the big surface ground against the soft portions of her mouth and tongue.
"Suck it, cunt!" Joe growled, pulling her head up toward his crotch.
She tried to pull her head away, but he clutched her tighter and pushed and pulled her wet mouth across the surface of his monstrous cock.
She seemed to be calming, so he took it a little slower. Now he was shoving his cock all the way into her mouth, then pulling out slowly, feeling her teeth scraping against his sensitive surfaces. When his cock was almost all the way out, he twisted it around in her lips and screwed it back in.
Suddenly he pulled his cock from her mouth, lifted his balls and stuffed them into her mouth. She gagged again. His heavy balls filled her mouth. She could feel them churning, full of cum.
Joe wriggled his ass around on her tits, playing with her tits. He dragged his balls slowly out of her mouth and leaned over to suck on her tits. He licked her nipples and watched them grow bigger and harder. Then he bit on her nipple, nearly drawing blood.
"Owwww!" she screamed in pain. Still he continued to bite and suck on her nipples. She tried to push him away, but he only came back stronger. Now he was lifting her legs up behind and beside her, ready to plunge his thick cock inside of her.
He played his cock against her juicing cuntlips. She was so angry at herself. She hated Joe, but she couldn't help juicing and starting to get excited by his cock so very near her drooling cunt. She could feel the hard tip of his cock pushing up against her clit.
He raised her legs higher, nearly raising her ass completely off the floor. He glared into her eyes, took one final bite from one of her nipples, and plunged.
"AAAAEEEEEEE!" Karen screamed in true agony. Instead of plunging his cock into her hot and ready cunt, he had thrust it up the tight little hole of her ass.
The pain was excruciating. Karen felt as if a giant knife had been thrust into her, ripping her apart with great slices. She nearly blacked out from the pain.
Joe pulled his cock nearly all the way out, then plunged it back into her asshole with greater force than the first time. She screamed again. He leaned over and planted his mouth over hers, driving his tongue deep into her mouth.
She was completely controlled by him now. He was causing her the greatest pain she had ever experienced. If she could have, she was sure she would have murdered him.
But then, suddenly, the agonizing pain began to stop, and a quiet numbing filled her loins. And after that, a gentle and growing pleasure began spreading through her body as he thrust deep into her aching asshole.
"Ohhhh! Joe, it's . . . good!"
"Ha!" he chortled, driving his cock deeper still into the dark folds of her tight little asshole. "I told you, you'd like it. You love it, bitch!"
He began sucking on her nipples again. He swirled his hot tongue around the brown circles, watching as they expanded and grew hard and tall.
He bit down with his front teeth, then sucked on her tits as if to empty them of gallons of creamy juices.
Karen could feel his cock pounding into her ass, and as it did, her clit began to get turned on. She could feel a growing friction up against her clit with each of his heavy plunges into her asshole. He had been holding her legs up, but now she wrapped her legs around his back and nearly raised herself up off the floor.
"Fuck me! Fill me with your cum juice!" She was twisted in excited agony on the floor.
He gritted his teeth and pounded harder into her hot cunt. He could feel his cock growing bigger and harder with every forward thrust. His balls were bouncing up against her soft round asscheeks. He pinched her asscheeks and drew her body up closer to him. His balls were nearly being crushed by the smooth round cheeks of her perfect little ass.
Suddenly he pulled his cock out of her asshole and crawled up her body toward her face.
"What are you doing? Don't stop!" Karen sat up slightly, but was pushed down when he reached her face with his cock.
"Lick it!" he ordered.
"No, it's . . . dirty!"
"It's your dirt. Lick it!"
Before she could protest again, Joe shoved his prick covered with a thin layer of shit from her asshole into her mouth. Now she was sure she was going to gag. But he pulled it out of her throat. She licked her lips and swallowed. She looked up at his cock right before her face and saw that the surface was perfectly clean now.
"See? That wasn't hard, was it?"
She shook her head. She turned over on her side and tried to crawl away. He grabbed her legs and pinned her down.
"No, you don't!"
He pushed her over on her side and climbed behind her. She was afraid he was going to plunge into her asshole, but before she could say a word of protest, he thrust his fat cock all the way up into her pussy from behind.
"Aaaarmggghhh!" she moaned, feeling his hot cock filling her cunt completely. She raised herself slightly up from her sideways position. Dogstyle, he shoved his cock into her cunt, his cocktip catching onto her clit as it moved in and out in slow rhythmic strokes.
She reached beneath her belly to grasp his dangling balls. They were hot and heavy with cum, churning in her sensitive fingertips.
Joe groaned over her, his muscular thighs pounding into her creamy thighs and asscheeks with every thrust forward. He reached forward and grabbed at her dangling tits, squeezing them with the strong rough palms of his hands.
Now Karen was so turned on that she pushed back againt Joe with each of his forward strokes. She could feel his cock deeper in her cunt than ever before. His balls were slapping up against her. She loosened her hold on his balls to support herself with her arms on the floor.
"Uhhhh! Uhhhh! Uhhhh!" Joe was grunting with every deep thrust of his blood-engorged cock into her juicing cunt. She felt so good, so tight. She seemed to envelop him totally, her cuntwalls clinging to him, begging for him, each time he pulled slightly out. When he lunged back in, her cuntwalls expanded slightly to allow his thick cockhead to race all the way back toward her deepest parts.
She could feel tingles up and down her spine. Her clit was getting jabbed by his balls as they swung forward and back. She reached under her belly and played with her clit, pounding on it rhythmically as Joe continued to thrust his fat cock in and out of her clutching seeping cunt.
"GRRRRRRAAAAHHHHH! I'M COMING!" Joe yelled at the top of his lungs as he plunged his cock nearly up into her belly, coming in long streams of cum all the way in. He burst his cum and gasped each time he blasted.
Karen was still playing with her clit. Now she felt streams of cum oozing out of her cuntlips, dripping down over her fingertips. Her moistened clit felt on fire as she jabbed at it. Then she came, nearly going through the roof.
"AAGGGGGGHHHHHH! GRUUUUUUHHH!" She convulsed around his spewing cockhead, jerking more cum from his balls. Her legs were shaking uncontrollably. She nearly fell onto the floor, but he held her up to keep his cock deep in her cunt as spasms of orgasm surrounded his spewing organ.
Electric-like shots burst all around her. For a moment she wasn't sure who was spurting cum, as with each of her convulsions, Joe spurted more and more cum into the tight recesses of her cunt. She knew she was spurting some cum juice around the head of his cock. She pushed her fingertips deep into her cunt alongside Joe's cock and felt a flood of juices seeping around it.
Finally she fell forward, exhausted and satiated. Joe fell on top of her, his cock still in her cunt. They lay still for some time, breathing deeply.
Joe glanced up at a clock on the wall. He gently pulled his cock out of her cunt. Juices from both of them flowed out into a pool and onto her smooth creamy thighs.
Joe stood up and zipped up his pants, put on his shirt. He pulled Karen to her feet and helped her put herself back together.
They were sitting on the couch watching TV when Frank walked in, looking very exhausted and, strangely, very satisfied.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Frank had thought he would pick Karen up from the insurance office on her last evening of work there. He hadn't called ahead, hoping instead to surprise her. But by the time he arrived, Karen had gone. He walked into the office and saw Susan sitting at a desk, reading some kind of report.
"Hi there!" she greeted him. "How's married life?"
"Well, I was hoping to improve it by taking Karen out to dinner, but it looks like she's already left for home."
"Yes, she left about an hour ago."
"Well, I guess I'd better be going."
"No. Wait." Karen stood up and walked toward him. She wrapped her arms around his lanky shoulders.
"Hey, Susan. You don't need to help any more."
"I'm not trying to help you, dummy. I'm trying to help myself." She pushed her mouth up against his, plunging her warm tongue into his mouth.
Frank couldn't resist her. Her long blonde hair flowed around her shoulders. She was wearing a tight black sweater that accentuated the big shape of her tits. She mashed her tits up against his chest.
"You turn me on, Frank. You really do." She kissed him again. With her hand, she ran her fingers down his arm, then cross his chest. She unbuttoned his shirt. She pulled his shirt out of the waist of his pants.
"Help me get out of this thing," she said, reaching behind her to try to unzip her sweater.
Frank reached behind her and unzipped her sweater. He pulled it up from her waist. She raised her hands in the air and let him pull it off her arms and head. She was wearing a filmy pink bra that barely covered the brown nipples of her big tits.
Frank pushed his fingers over the nipples sneaking out of the material of her bra. He watched with pleasure as her nipples grew rounded and hard under his touch. Now he gently pulled the top of her bra cup down, revealing her tit completely. He leaned toward and began to gently suck at her tit.
"Oooohhh!" she moaned, pushing his head against her tit. "That's good!"
He sucked her tit and fondled her waist. He reached around her back to unzip her tight skirt and pull it down off her ass. She stepped out of it as it sank to a puddle around her ankles. He unclasped her bra now, freeing her tits completely for his hungry sucking.
Susan was now wearing on a pair of sheer pink panties to match the bra Frank had just removed. Frank pushed his fingertips into the elastic leg band of her panties and began to tickle her cunt from the side. He felt her soft cunt hair on her mound. He reached for the waist of her panties and pulled them down slowly, still sucking voraciously on her tits.
Susan was rubbing her hands all across his chest. Now she pushed her fingertip under the waist of his pants in search of his hard cock. She unzipped his pants and shoved her hand underneath his shorts. She felt his wonderful slender long cock in her hand and pulled it out. It jutted out of the front of his pants toward the soft mound of her cunt hair.
Frank stopped sucking on her tits, staring at her beautiful face expressing her aching desire to have him fuck her. He pulled his pants down quickly. He grabbed Susan gently by the arms and pushed her over toward a wall. He shoved up against her, his long hard cock thrusting against her cunt mound.
Susan could feel the juices spilling out of her excited cunt, dripping down her thighs. Frank pushed his hand between her soft thighs and felt her juices. He kneeled down before her and looked into her heaving cunt as it spilled juices all over her legs.
Susan nearly lost all control when she felt Frank's hot tongue plunge between her hot wet cuntlips.
"Ooooooohhhh!" she groaned, pushing her pelvis towards him.
Frank opened her cuntlips with his fingers and thumbs and peered inside. She looked absolutely gorgeous, all pink and juicy, ready to be filled with tongue or cock or whatever he had for her. Right now he had hot tongue. He licked the little bead of her clit with the tip of his tongue.
"Gaaaahhh! Oh Frank, that's so good! Do it some more.. . please!" Susan was squirming against the wall, her asscheeks rubbing around circles on the white surface.
Frank batted at her clit with his tongue, then suddenly forced the tip of his tongue deep into her soaking cunt.
"Annnggghhh!" Susan could feel his tongue moving into her like a little cock, plunging into her very depths. Her cuntwalls contracted around his tongue. She could feel tingles up and down her spine. A pressure was starting to build in her loins.
Frank sucked on her cunt, drinking up all her dripping juices as they oozed in a steady stream from her excited cunt. He played with her clit with his fingertip at the same time now.
Susan was leaning hard against the wall, feeling as if the wall might cave in from the pressure. But the pressure she really felt was that of her cunt, readying her for a gigantic orgasm. She could feel Frank's tongue in the deepest portions of her cunt, and his fingertip pounding rhythmically on her pulsing clit.
She came suddenly, in a great burst of overpowering energy.
"AAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHH!" she screamed, humping her back against the wall. Her legs were shaking, her stomach was convulsing. She was clutching at Frank's tongue in her cunt with all her might, sucking up his saliva like she was sucking up cum juice from his cock.
Frank continued pounding on her clit, knowing that would send her higher and higher. She was standing on her tiptoes as he pounded her clit. He could feel her cunt convulsing around his tongue, eating his juices, threatening to rip his tongue out of his mouth.
When Susan's orgasm receded, she leaned heavily against the wall and slid down to the floor. In a satiated heap, she rested while Frank ran his fingers through her hair.
"You're gorgeous," he whispered to her, breathing softly into her ear.
She reached out for his still hard cock, feeling the wonderful long and slender shaft pulsing in her fingertips. Frank leaned over to kiss her.
"You don't have to do that. I'll be all right."
"You're crazy!" She began pumping on his cock with slow rhythmic strokes. She watched closely as his cock began to dribble a thin line of fluid from the tip. She wiped the fluid onto her fingertip and ran it up along the sides of his cock.
She leaned on her elbows and crouched forward over his crotch, catching the tip of his cock in her front teeth.
"Urrghhh!" Frank grunted. She was biting his cockhead lightly. His cock was jerking with excitement, leaking more fluid that was now mixing with her warm saliva. He looked down to see her bobbing her head over his cock, the reddened length getting harder and harder with every thrust.
"Now you stand up," she told him, pulling him up off the floor. Frank stood in the place against the wall that Susan had been. His cock jutted out stiff before him.
Susan immediately took place in front of him, thrusting his cock into her mouth. She could feel his big cockhead playing against her tonsils in the very back of her mouth. How lovely his cock felt, so long. She bit at his cock in her mouth, and rolled her tongue around it. She pulled her head away from his groin to slowly slip his cock out of her mouth. She nibbled at his cocktip with her teeth, then licked the very tip. With a mouthful of warm saliva, she gently pushed her way back onto Frank's long cock.
Frank groaned with pleasure. He'd never felt anything like this before. Karen was always so rough on him. Susan was gentle. If only he could, he thought, have both of them.
These and other thoughts raced from his head as he felt her grasping his balls and kneading them in her hand. They were churning, filling with heavy cum. He leaned back on the wall, staring up at the ceiling, in total bliss.
Susan squeezed on his balls with a little more force now. She watched them as they changed shape and size. She pulled Frank's cock out of her mouth for a moment and sucked his balls in. They tasted so good, salty and sweet at the same time. She licked his balls while they were in her mouth.
Frank played with his cock while Susan sucked on his balls. He pressed down on the sensitive skin of his cock. Just when he was getting into a regular pumping rhythm on his cock, Susan dropped his balls out of his mouth, pushed his hands away, and sucked his cock back into her mouth.
He could almost feel her salivary glands churning what seemed like gallons of juice flowing around his long thick cock. He didn't want to hurt her, so he tried standing still while she sucked on his cock. But it was agony. The pressure was building fast in his loins, and he wanted to shove his cock deep into her throat and come into her belly.
He grabbed her by the hair. Her long silky strands were wrapped in his fingertips as he started to shove towards her from his place against the wall. His ass beat against the wall each time he pulled his cock back out of her mouth.
She grabbed his balls and was kneading them as he plunged his cock faster and deeper into her hungry throat. She could feel his balls churning, readying to dump their heavy load down into her throat. She looked up at Frank's grimacing face and smiled as she watched him grind his teeth together in one final deep plunge.
"GGGGRRRRRAAAAAHHHHH!" Frank came deep in her throat, sending long strings of thick cum down her throat. She could feel it on her tonsils, dangling for a moment, then dripping in thick globs down her throat. Some of his cum was trapped in her mouth, on her tongue. She loved the salty taste. She swallowed quickly, not wanting to lose a drop. She could feel some cum dripping down the sides of her mouth. She wiped them up with her finger and pushed them back into her mouth.
Frank plunged as deep into her throat as he could, wanting her to eat every drop of his thick cum. He held her head gently in his hand, sorry he had clutched her so tightly only a moment ago, but satisfied that he had not really hurt her.
His cock slowly grew limp in her mouth, and she pulled away. His cock fell out of her mouth with a soft plopping sound. They both chuckled when it did.
Frank sat down on the floor beside her. "You're good, Susan. You're really good."
"And so is Karen."
Frank cringed for a moment just thinking of his wife. He desperately wanted to satisfy her.
Susan seemed to read his thoughts.
"Everything will be fine very soon, Frank, very soon."
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Karen noticed that Frank wasn't watching much in the way of sports lately. Could it be, she wondered, that he was losing interest? But even if he was, he certainly wasn't transferring it to her.
Saturday night came quickly. Karen and Frank dressed for the get-together at Susan's place. Karen was feeling a little angry at Susan for having promised to help her in her marriage, and only ending up getting involved with her and Tom. Frank, on the other hand, had a feeling that something unusual might happen at Susan's that evening.
When they arrived they were surprised to see that Susan had other guests. They were especially surprised by who the guests were: Tom and Joe. Karen blushed when she saw Joe. Joe explained that he had just happened to meet Susan that afternoon while he worked the weekend shift in the sports store. Karen greeted Tom with a businesslike shake of the hand and introduced Frank to him.
They all sat around a large coffee table with wine and snacks. Suddenly Susan stood up.
"I'll be right back," she said. "I have to show you what I bought at the sporting goods store." She left the room and returned very shortly wearing a slinky pair of gym shorts and equally slinky, almost see-through cotton top. She wore no underwear beneath her outfit, and it was quite apparent.
The man gasped, excited by Susan's curvaceous form under the close-fitting garments. Karen was rather shocked by her friend's behavior. She stood up as if to say something to her friend, but Karen moved toward her and pushed her back down.
She moved in front of Frank sitting on the couch. Standing directly in front of him, her hot crotch nearly steaming in his face, she asked, "Frank, is it true that you like sports?"
Frank nodded his head, confused and embarrassed.
"Well, do you like this kind of sport?" Susan shoved her cunt up into his face, grinding her cunt against his lips. Frank tried to push her away, but suddenly Tom was grabbing his arms, holding him still.
Karen tried to stand up to save her husband from Susan's onslaught, but she suddenly found herself behind pinned down by Joe.
Karen and Frank looked at each other and yelled simultaneously, "You planned this!"
The others nodded their heads. Before Karen and Frank could complain further, they were being stripped to the bare by their entrappers. Susan stuffed her cunt into Frank's face while she sat on his lap, fondling his hardening cock. Tom pulled Susan's gym shirt off over her head and leaned down to begin to suck on her nipples.
Karen was stripped by Joe, who tore off his own clothes and shoved her down onto the floor beneath him. He pulled his hand toward his thick hard cock and yelled at her to shove it into her cunt.
Karen and Frank remained confused and angry for only a short while longer. The room was filled with naked bodies, the sounds of sucking and kissing and nibbling filled the space, and suddenly it didn't matter anymore that they were being entrapped by Susan and Tom and Joe. All that mattered was the satisfaction of their senses. All that mattered was fucking.
Frank grabbed Susan by the hips and pulled her cunt toward his face. He licked her cunt and tickled her hardened clit with the tip of his tongue. Susan rocked in" front of him, in the meanwhile still having her tits fondled and sucked by Tom.
Karen was being fucked by Joe in quick thrusts of his thick cock up her juicy-spewing cunt. She was getting hot with anticipation of his come and hers.
Karen and Frank were being groomed for each other. Frank was just about ready to push Susan onto the floor in front of him and fuck her. Karen was just about ready to have her hips up towards Joe's hard cock. Suddenly, everything stopped. Karen and Frank were confused as they were led by their entrappers to the center of the room, facing each other.
Frank's cock jutted up toward Karen's drooling cunt. He looked into her eyes. He kissed her lips gently, lovingly.
She moved into his arms. She reached down for his cock between her soft thighs. She rubbed his cockhead with the tip of her finger. She guided his cock into the deep recesses of her husband-hungry cunt.
Tom, Susan, and Joe applauded. They watched as Karen and Frank fell to the floor, Frank's cock thrusting deep into her cunt. Assured that everything was right between the two, Susan lay on the floor on the other side of the room and pulled Tom and Joe down towards her.
"Fuck me," she urged them. Tom thrust his cock deep into her mouth. Joe shoved his cock up her hungry cunt. The room was filled with sounds of fucking and sucking, until suddenly Frank came, spurting gallons upon gallons into the clutching cunt of his hungry wife.
Arching his pelvis down into Karen's cunt to give her every last drop of his thick cum, he raised his head and announced to everyone in the room, "Fucking is the best damn sport in all the world!"
