Behind the outward serenity and closed doors of middle-class suburban homes, we find people are tormented by the same problems that have afflicted men and women throughout the ages.
While Americans today are leading "the good life", enjoying material comforts unheard of in other countries, people may still find themselves it an emotional turmoil, reinforced by the increasing alienation of our life-style.
The young women in this story are desperate housewives -- their husbands are away from home frequently and they are left to find solace in what material comforts they may have. Yet boredom and increasing neglect lead them into acts which they would never dream themselves capable of.
HOT PIECE WIVES -- a novel about women set out on a path from which there is no turning back. A novel about the problems that may confront any woman when she makes the fateful decision to ignore society's prohibitions.
The Publisher
Chapter One
Stella was standing at the kitchen stove, thinking about her husband's long, thick cock when she felt his hands circle around her and squeeze her tits. "That's what I had in mind for breakfast," Hank chuckled, massaging the mounds of Stella's throbbing titties. "I can always stop for food on the road, but have to store up enough pussy to last me for a week, this time."
Stella giggled like a young girl. Even though she and Hank had been married for ten years, he hadn't lost the trick of setting her knees shaking and her cunt throbbing. Stella had a quick fuse when it came to her husband. All he had to do was touch her and her pussy got wet and hot.
"Are you sure we have time?" Stella giggled, glancing at the clock. She knew that they did, but it would mean that Hank would have to eat his breakfast on the run.
"I'd rather have pussy than breakfast," the trucker said, picking Stella up in his strong arms and heading for the bedroom.
Stella felt her pussy cream as Hank dropped her on the unmade bed. It was still mussed from their fucking the night before. Stella glanced at the rumpled bed and resisted the impulse to straighten it. She'd have plenty of time to make beds after Hank was gone. Right now she had to get enough cock to last her for a week.
"Mmmmmmm, you sure are hot," Hank gasped, reaching through the front of Stella's robe and pinching her nipples. "You sure are something honey. After ten years you're just, as hot as you were the night I married you."
Stella threw her arms around Hank's neck and clamped her lips to his. Her tongue poked between his lips and she groaned in lust.
Hank grabbed Stella's robe. He rolled her out of it and laughed at her startled expression. "I think I'd better bring you back a new robe," he teased. "The buttons on that one don't seem to hold anymore. Every time I look at you, something yummy is poking out at me."
Stella laughed. Her tits were always popping out of the thin robe. She liked it that way though. When Hank caught a glimpse of her lush body it never failed to make his cock hard. Stella took pride in the fact that she could still excite Hank. Most wives of ten years couldn't do that. Stella heard lots of complaints about the truckers who came into their restaurant. At least she wasn't dumpy and straight the way they complained their wives were.
"You're still the hottest piece of tail around, honey," Hank said, stroking Stella's rounded thighs. "And you've got the hottest pussy I've ever felt."
For a moment Stella felt like making an angry reply. How did Hank know that her pussy was so hot if he wasn't fooling around on the mad? She suppressed her anger though. This wasn't the time to fight. She knew that Hank had girls on the road. That was natural for a trucker. He had even told her that he'd understand if she got horny when he was gone and had a casual fuck with someone on the side. Hank was very understanding about sex.
Stella blushed a little. She hadn't ever had to take Hank up on his offer. At least not yet. She had always been able to wait till he got home for her fucking. He'd never been gone as long as two weeks, though. It would be hard this time.
Stella pushed the thought of fucking another man firmly out of her mind. Hank was still here and she intended to stock up on his good fucking before he left. There was time to think about the other after he left. Right now her pussy was twitching and creaming as she anticipated Hank's big cock.
Hank nibbled down the side of Stella's neck. His mouth opened and his hot tongue flicked across her nipple.
"Ahhhhh," Stella sighed. She loved it when Hank sucked and licked her hard nipples. It made her pussy throb even harder and scalding cream flooded her tingling cunt.
"Ohhhh, yes," Stella moaned. "Bite my nipple, honey... bite both of them. Suck my whole tit into your mouth."
Hank's tongue flickered wildly. He ran his hot tongue around and around Stella's quivering nipples. Then be clamped his lips around her hard nipple tightly, chewing and sucking like a baby with a bottle.
"Oooooh, so good!" Stella moaned. "Harder, honey... really chew on it!"
Hank scraped his teeth against the rubbery nub of Stella's hot nipple. He could feel how hot and stiff the rosy nub was getting. He knew that the longer he sucked and chewed on Stella's rock-hard nipples, the more creamy and scalding her pussy would get. Sucking Stella's nipples really turned her on. It was one of the quickest ways to get her pussy hot.
Hank grinned as he worked on Stella's full, hot tits. He had a surprise for Stella this morning. He had picked up a little gift in Phoenix, his last time through. He wasn't going to give it to her until he left, though. He could hardly wait to see the expression on her face when she unwrapped the box.
Hank was thinking of Stella as he stopped in Phoenix on his last run. He knew that he'd be home the next night, so he wasn't going to bother fucking someone else. He wanted to save up his full load of cum for Stella. He had wandered into one of the little book stores on a side street looking for a gift for Stella. He didn't realize what kind of a store it was until he saw the display in the glass counter in the back. It was one of those sex stores and the showcase was packed with all sorts of dildoes. Hank picked out a nice big one for Stella. It was going to be his going away present for her when he left this morning.
Stella moaned as Hank's lips spread out around her tit. He opened his mouth wide and sucked at her quivering mound, drawing it into his mouth as far as he could. Stella felt the burning wetness of Hank's mouth and her pussy trembled lustily. She was so hot already, she didn't think that she could get any hotter.
"Oh, honey," Stella groaned. She reached down and touched his hard cockshaft, feeling it jerk in her fingers. Hank's cock was harder and bigger than it had been a moment before. Stella knew that sucking her titties was turning Hank on, too.
"Hold still, honey," Hank murmured, letting Stella's tit slip out of his mouth. His lips nibbled down her body, across the quivering skin of her tummy, right down to the crisp nest of her curly pussyhair on her cuntal mound.
Stella held her breath. She knew what Hank was going to do next. Her pussy creamed and jerked in anticipation. Hank was going to lick her cunt. Stella could feel his tongue brushing through the glossy hair of her beaver, diving down deeper and deeper toward her bloated hot pussylips.
"Ooooh, yes!" Stella moaned. She spread her legs open wide so that Hank could lower his head right between her legs. She loved it when Hank slipped his wet, hot tongue in her pussy. He knew just where to lick to make her pussy pulse and quiver.
Hank's tongue slipped right in between Stella's soft pussylips. He wiggled it up the satiny groove of her cunt, right up to the little straining button of her clit. Then he gave the erect button a little flick with the tip of his tongue.
"Aaaaagh!" Stella squealed. She could never hold back that loud cry of delight when Hank flicked his tongue over her love button. It felt like her pussy was getting an electric shock. It made her whole body tremble and her legs spread apart even wider.
Stella reached out to grab a pillow. She didn't want to make too much noise. There was no holding back the lusty squeals that came pouring out of her throat when Hank licked her pussy. She would have to use a pillow to stifle them somehow so the neighbors wouldn't bear.
"Mmmmmmph!" Stella shrieked. Hank's tongue batted her straining clit bump back and forth. Stella could feel the hot cream squeeze from her trembling pussywalls. She knew that she was soaking Hank's face with her hot juices. She couldn't help it, though. Her pussy always gushed out hoods of cream when Hank twirled her clit with his tongue.
Stella groaned as Hank's tongue left her clit. She could hardly wait for what was coming next. Hank liked to get her nice and hot before he stuck his tongue all the way in her cunt. She wiggled her hips in excitement as she felt the hot length of Hank's wet tongue lick right down her pussy to the nipping, snapping hole of her cunt.
"Hold still, honey," Hank gasped. "I'm going to lick out all that good cream. I'm going to ream my tongue right in your pussy and taste every inch of your hot cunt."
Stella trembled in lusty delight. Hank's tongue was swirling around her spuming cunt now. She could feel it twist into a tight circle like the bit on a drill. Then Hank lunged. His tongue swirled right up the hot tunnel of her cunt, drilling for the very back of her pussy.
Stella stifled a scream with the pillow. She felt her pussy start to spasm. Cream oozed out of her trembling pussywalls and coated Hank's swirling tongue. Little currents of electric shocks radiated from Hank's thrusting tongue and filled her pussy with blazing heat.
Stella gasped and moaned as her pussy ignited. She could feel it grow hotter and hotter as Hank's tongue dug in deeper. She felt like her pussy was a hot volcano and Hank was thrusting his tongue right into her erupting, steaming depths.
"Mmmmmmph!" Stella squealed. Her pussywalls nipped and squeezed at the sides of Hank's big tongue. They snapped in and out, squeezing and pulling. Hank's tongue flew to the back of her vibrating pussy and Stella almost passed out as the rippling, crashing thrills of orgasm raced through her body.
Hank felt Stella's pussy start to squeeze and spasm. He knew that this was the moment he was waiting for. He loved to shove his cock into Stella's pussy when she was coming. Her pussy was hot and creamy then. It fucked at the tip of his cock and made him catch his breath with its incredible heat.
"Here it comes, baby," Hank growled. He aimed his cock right at the spasming mouth of Stella's cunt and shoved it forward. Then his face turned red with lust as he felt Stella's pussy squeeze his wide prick.
"Jesus!" Hank gasped. "It's hot, baby... it's even hotter than it was last night. You're burning up, honey... you're catching on fire!"
Stella shoved the pillow from her face. She didn't give a damn about the noise they made now. She grabbed Hank tightly and opened her eyes wide, tipping her head so she could see his beautiful hard cock jamming into her tight cunt.
"Harder!" Stella gasped. "Oh, Hank... I'm coming all around your cock. Shove it all the way to the back, honey... fuck me hard! I want your big cock to rip my pussy to pieces!"
Hank felt his balls start to tighten. When Stella got this hot, her excitement was contagious. There was no way that Hank could stay calm with Stella's pussy hosing like a fire engine. It was like being sucked into a whirlpool of hot, silky oil. Stella's pussy seemed to grab at his cock and urge it to stretch deeper until he was battering against the soft wall of her womb.
Stella threw her legs around Hank's back. She lifted them up so high that she felt like his cock was going to split her in two. Her cunt was wide open now... helpless and open to Hank's searing thrusts.
Stella wrapped her arms around Hank's back. She held on with her legs, too. Every time Hank raised himself up to thrust forward, Stella clung to his body. Her asscheeks lifted right off the bed and then slammed down again as Hank lunged.
"Uhhhhhgh." Hank grunted. He was fucking Stella's hot pussy so hard that he was knocking the breath out of both of them. Stella gasped for air and clung to Hank even harder. It was impossible for Hank to move. He was pinned by the weight of Stella's body.
Hank rolled his legs from side to side. Stella continued to hold on to him. He rolled so hard, trying to get his prick to thrust deeper, that he rolled both of them fight over. Now Stella was on top.
Stella squealed lustily. She pound her hips against the pole of Hank's stiff cock and humped her ass up and down. She loved being on top. Now she could move just as fast as she liked. Her pussyhole nipped and squeezed in the delightful contractions of orgasm that seemed to go on and on. Stella's pussy had been coming ever since Hank had first entered her, and Stella could feel that it wasn't going to stop until Hank began to come, too.
Hank reached out for Stella's firm asscheeks. He ran his finger up the deft of Stella's swelling buttcheeks and found the little puckered hole of her shitter. Then he reamed his finger in a little bit, feeling Stella's pussy nip harder and harder. Whenever Hank lunged forward with his finger in Stella's ass, her pussy squeezed. Stella hollered and moaned. She wished that she had the nerve to try Hank's big cock up her steamy little shitchute.
Hank tried to pin Stella down with his finger in her ass. He held her body against his and felt her pussy twitch and cream around his stiff cock. He knew that it wouldn't take much for him to come. He could even come this way. Stella didn't have to wiggle her hips and thrust her pussy down on his cock. Her pussy was twitching so hard all by itself that Hank knew he could came even if Stella didn't move at all.
Stella felt what Hank was doing. She knew her pussy was squeezing hard enough to make him come. She wanted more fucking, though. This was going to have to last her a long time. Stella wanted to feel Hank's cock pounding in her pussy for a while longer.
"Mmmmmph!" Stella groaned. She twisted her hips violently and she and Hank rolled over on their sides. That was better. Now Hank could whip his cock back and forth in her pussy again. Both of them could move this way. Stella liked to fuck in this position. It was great for both of them.
Hank began to move his cock in Stella's pussy again. He thrust forward and back, getting into a nice easy fuck rhythm.
Stella held still for a moment. Then she thrust her pussy forward just as Hank's cock thrust, driving it even deeper into her shuddering pussy tunnel. Stella spread her pussy out with her fingers and held her leg straight up. Now Hank could really fuck the deepest part of her pussy.
"I can feel your fingers holding your pussy open," Hank gasped. "Jesus! That's a real kick, honey. Why don't you play with your clit a little bit while I fuck you? I want to feel what that does to your pussy."
Stella blushed a little. That was a real kinky thing to do. She'd never played with her pussy before, while Hank was fucking her. She'd never even done it in front of him. She felt naughty thrills race up and down her slippery pussy chute as her finger began to press up against her straining clit. She felt her pussy twitch convulsively and Hank hollered in excitement.
"I can feel it!" he yelped. "It feels like your whole pussy's shaking my cock."
Stella touched her clit again. She whirled her fingertip over the erect little button again and again. She could feel it, too. Her pussy was nipping and snapping at Hank's cock, even harder than before. It was hotter, too.
Hank hollered. Stella's pussy was contracting harder and harder.
"It feels like my wok's going to snap right off," Hank yelped. "Your pussy's shaking it up and down, just like fingers. It's going to make me to me, honey. If your pussy keeps snapping like that I can't help but come."
Stella smiled wickedly. She could feel Hank's cock swelling up and stretching for the back of her pussy. She was almost ready for his big load of cum. She wanted to feel his big cock explode in her tight, shuddering pussychannel.
Stella's fingers reached down. She kept one hand playing with her clit but the other hand headed straight toward the tight sac of Hank's balls.
"Awww!" Hank bawled as he felt his wife's fingers squeezing his heavy nut sacs. "Jesus! You know what that makes me do!"
Stella just grinned. Stella knew what her fingers were cousins. She could feel Hank's balls swell up and start to shudder. Her squeezing fingers would make his balls pump. Stella wanted that to happen. She was ready for a nice hot load of cum in her nipping, squeezing pussy.
"AWWWWW!" Hank yowled. He threw back his head and thrust forward with his cock, plunging it into Stella's flooding curd. The cum raced out of the swollen glanshole at the tip of Hank's cockhead and splattered right up Stella's pussychannel.
"Aaaaaagh, yes!" Stella hollered, squeezing her fingers harder and twirling her clit with her other hand. This was the perfect way to come. Her pussy was sucking and nipping and Hank's cum was flying up her cunt. She was sure that this fuck was going to last her a long time... maybe even for two whole weeks.
Hank's cock hosed and pumped. His cum shot up Stella's pussychute until it was full, it oozed out of her nipping cuntmouth and fell in sticky puddles on the bed. Stella didn't even notice. She was too interested in storing up the good feelings happening in her pussy to notice things like cum stains on the sheets.
"Jesus!" Hank gasped, when his cock stopped coming at last. He pulled his cock out of Stella's pussy and stood up. Then he looked around the bedroom and pinned.
"It's a damn good thing I'm going for two weeks," he chuckled. "I think it's going to take you that long to clean up this bedroom. We really made a mess in here."
Stella grinned but her heart wasn't in her feeble attempt at laughter. She couldn't help but notice the clock. In ten minutes Hank would be leaving. She didn't know what she was going to do when he was gone. Her pussy was starting to cream already and they didn't have time to fuck again.
Chapter Two
Vicki woke up long before the alarm dock went off. The sheet was twisted between her legs and she rubbed her swollen tits and moaned sleepily. She knew why she had awakened so early. The nearness of Pete's body was making her pussy twitch again and causing the dull ache in her pussy.
Vicki snuggled up closer to Pete. She remembered what day it was and she shivered a little. Today was the day that Pete left on the two-week run with Hank.
"Mmmmmm," Vicki protested, not wanting to wake up all the way. It felt wonderful to rub her tits against her husband's strong arm. If only Pete would wake up in a good mood... a sexy mood. Vicki was just dying for a fuck.
Pete grumbled sleepily. He felt Vicki's body press up against his and he rolled away from the heat of her body. Even though he was still half asleep, he knew what she wanted. That was all Vicki ever seemed to want. Pete just wasn't in the mood for fucking. He rolled to the far side of the bed and tried to drift back off to sleep. He didn't see how Vicki could want more fucking again this morning. They'd just done it last night. Once a week ought to be enough for any woman. Pete was beginning to think that there was something wrong with Vicki. She never seemed to be satisfied.
Vicki felt Pete draw away from her. She sighed out of frustration. There was no use trying to wake Pete up and get him to fuck her. That would only make him mad. Pete had definite notions on what a new wife should need. Vicki had found that out. Pete thought that fucking more than once a week was a sign of sinfulness. Pete thought a lot of things were sinful, including wives working. Vicki was beginning to wonder why she had ever married Pete. He didn't seem so straight where they were going together. He didn't mind her working then. Their marriage had changed all that though. Now Pete seemed to think that Vicki should stay home and spend her days doing housework and sewing. She was permitted to do volunteer work at the church too.
Vicki sighed again as she thought of her dreams before she had married Pete. She was planning on going to school at night and taking a course in how to be a legal secretary. The job sounded fascinating. Vicki loved to be in the middle of things, busy and on her own. Married to Pete had put a definite crimp in her plans. Pete had positively forbidden her going to school. He said it wasn't proper for a married woman to seek a career.
Vicki tried to think of something more pleasant. She supposed site ought to be happy. Pete was a good husband in most ways. He didn't drink and he didn't fool around with other women. He brought home all his paycheck too. Somehow though, that didn't help Vicki's uneasiness about her marriage. She knew that there was something wrong but she wasn't quite sure what it was. Maybe Pete was right. Perhaps she was expecting too much of marriage.
Vicki grimaced as she thought about that other problem that was bothering her more and more lately. She was convinced that she was a nympho. Fucking with Pete once a week just didn't seem to be enough for her. It wasn't that she didn't like fucking with Pete. It was fine, she guessed. But she never felt those wild thrills the other married women talked about. The sky didn't brighten and she didn't hear rockets or see colon dancing in front of her eyes. Maybe that was why her pussy was so demanding all the time. She warded to feel those marvelous feelings that everyone else talked about. Vicki thought that if she kept trying, she might have an orgasm with Pete.
Vicki's face burned as she thought about sex. She guessed it was wicked of her to keep asking Pete for it. She should be content and satisfied with what he gave her. She wasn't though. Vicki wasn't satisfied at all. Maybe she expected too much from fucking. She had been a virgin when Pete married her. She didn't really have any idea of what fucking was supposed to be like. Maybe what she'd heard about tingles and thrills and ecstasy had been just talk.
"Ooooh, darn!" Vicki breathed softly. She could feel her tits throbbing again. Her nipples were swollen where they were rubbing against the sheet and her pussy itched something awful. She wished that she could talk Pete into fucking her again before he left. That was impossible though. Pete had made that clear last night.
Vicki's finger plucked at the rosy nubs of her tits. They stood straight up and quivered, pulsing and throbbing. She had the terribly naughty desire to press them to Pete's face and make him suck them. That was terrible! She knew that nice girls didn't do things like that.
Pete mumbled something in his sleep and Vicki's body tensed. She hoped he wasn't awake. It would be terrible if he caught her pinching her own nipples. Pete wasn't awake though. His eyes were closed and he was sound asleep. He was only dreaming.
Vicki's slim fingers trailed down her body. She knew it was sinful, touching herself right in front of Pete. It was sinful to do it at all, but doing it in the same bed with her husband was doubly sinful. The ache in her pussy was too strong to ignore though. Vicki just had to stroke her quivering pussyflesh with her fingers.
Vicki thought about her wedding night. She had been so excited. She was sure that fucking with Pete was going to be wonderful. She shivered as she remembered her lusty feelings as she waited in her new nightgown. Pete was in the bathroom when she undressed for bed. Vicki knew that she looked sexy. Her nightgown was filmy and it was the kind that you could sec right through. She trembled as she waited for Pete to finish his shower. She could hardly wait to lose her cherry.
When Pete came into the room, she was ready for him. She hugged him tightly when he crawled under the sheets and pressed her body up against his. Then she kissed him eagerly, expecting him to rip the nightgown from her body and fuck her.
When Pete didn't take off her nightgown, Vicki pulled it off herself. She snuggled right up against him and nuzzled the side of his neck. At first she was a little worried about Pete's lack of interest in her. Then she realized that he must be holding back, trying to be considerate of her feelings.
"Let's do it," she giggled, grabbing his hand and putting it right on her tit. "I want you to fuck me, Pete. I can hardly wait."
Pete had rolled her over almost dutifully. He spread his legs and sighed as his cock pressed up against her moist, quivering pussymound.
"We... we could wait until tomorrow," he suggested. "I know you're probably nervous and everything, honey."
"Oh, no!" Vicki exclaimed. "I want to do it now. I'm not nervous, honey... really! I can hardly wait to try it."
Pete sighed. He held his cock in his hand and aimed it right at her cunt. When he started to shove it forward, Vicki held her breath. Dizzying waves of sensation rippled through her body. Pete's cock was so hard and big. Her little pussy flooded as it bumped up against her cuntmouth and tried to go in.
"Shove it in, Pete!" Vicki insisted. "Just do it... I don't, care if it hurts. I want to do it anyway."
Where Pete's dock pressed against her pussy, there was a spot of heat. It felt like his cock was burning her pussy. It wasn't an unpleasant sensation though. It was exciting to Vicki. She could hardly wait to feel that long hard thing in her cunt. She just knew she was going to love it. She knew that sex was supposed to be lots of fun.
Vicki held her breath as Pete plunged harder. There was a faint pop deep in her pussy and his cock slid all the way in. Her virgin pussy hurt a little as it stretched out to accommodate his big cock. There was a feeling of tightness coupled with an excited yearning deep in her cunt.
Pete seemed surprised that his cock had gone in so easily. He was pleased though. Vicki saw his grin of pleasure. Then Pete grabbed her tightly and started to work his cock in and out of her tiny pulsing hole.
"Oooooh," Vicki moaned. It was beginning to feel just fine now that her pussy had stretched out.
Pete stopped suddenly. "Am I honing you?" he asked, his voice low and strained.
"Nooooo," Vicki moaned. "You're not hurting me at all, honey. It feels just fine. I really like it."
Pete went back to pulling his cock in and out. He did it four or five times quickly and then he let out a strange sounding yelp.
"What happened?" Vicki asked, feeling a throbbing sensation in her pussy and a wet warmth spreading out at the back of her trembling cuntchannel. "Is there something wrong, Pete?"
Pete took a long time about answering. He was breathing hard and it took him a moment to catch his breath.
"There's nothing wrong," he said at last. "How did you like it, honey? Was that good?"
Vicki gasped suddenly. Now she understood why her pussy was so wet and warm. Pete had come already. His cock had hosed right up her pussy and it was all over. Nothing had happened to her though. She hadn't felt any of the thrills that she'd heard about.
"That was... just wonderful, honey!" Vicki said, crossing her fingers for lying. "It... it's really fun, isn't it?"
Pete chuckled. "You'll like it better once you get used to it," he said proudly. "It's never as much fun the first time for a girl. You just wait until the next time we do it. You'll like it even more then."
Vicki had smiled. That sounded like a reasonable explanation. She fell asleep holding Pete's hand dreaming of the time that she would feel all those wonderful thrills.
Vicki still felt disappointed when she remembered her expectations. It never had gotten much better. She got better at pretending to be satisfied, but those thrills never came. Vicki tried to fuck with Pete every chance she got. She read somewhere that a woman had to get used to her lover before she had orgasms. That didn't seem to work in her case though. The more she tried, the more frustrated she got. She finally had to go back to playing with her clit the way she used to do when she was in school.
Vicki shivered in the early morning light. She almost wished that Pete would wake up and find her using her fingers on her pussy. Maybe he'd be tempted to slap her hand away and do it to her himself.
Vicki's fingers twirled over her straining clitty. She flicked the erect button back and forth and her pussy flashed heatedly. Maybe she was a wicked girl for feeling her pussy with her fingers but she had to do something. The ache in Vicki's pussy got so bad sometimes, she thought she'd go crazy if she didn't have some way of taking care of it.
"Mmmmmmm," Vicki groaned. She spread her legs out widely so that her fingers would have plenty of room to work. She wanted to give her pussy a good come before Pete woke up. Maybe then she could be in a good mood to say goodbye to him.
Vicki's fingers swirled faster and faster. Her breath sputtered out in little hot gasps and the bed began to shake a little as her fingers picked up speed.
"Fuck me!" Vicki gasped. "Fuck me hard!"
Vicki didn't know what she was saying. She just knew that she wanted someone to fuck her. It didn't do any good to plead with Pete. She tried to imagine another man fucking her. A man like Hank, Stella's husband. Hank would be a good lover, Vicki was sure of that. Stella always looked very happy when Hank was home. Vicki was sure that Stella didn't have the problem she had with Pete. Vicki wished she knew Stella a little better. Then she could ask Stella some of the questions that were bothering her. She could ask her if it was normal to want as much fucking as she did.
Vicki thought about a nice stiff cock sliding into her nipping pussy. She rimmed the mouth of her pussy with one slim finger. Then she held her breath and plunged it in. It felt so wonderful that Vicki added another finger. Now there were two fingers squishing and thrusting into her creamy cunt. Still that wasn't as big as a cock. Vicki added a third finger and plunged that in too. That felt just right. With three fingers thrusting into her quivering cunt, Vicki could pretend that a nice big, stiff cock was fucking her to orgasm.
The straining bump of Vicki's clit tingled demandingly. Vicki reached down with her other hand and flicked her clitty. That made her fingers feel even better in her moist pussy. The harder she jiggled her clit, the harder her pussy nipped at the plunging fingers. Vicki closed her eyes and imagined that Pete was fucking her this way. If she had even half this much fun in bed with Pete, Vicki figured that she wouldn't be craving to fuck all the time.
Vicki rolled all the way on her back and tilted her pelvis up. She spread her knees and fucked her fingers all the way up her flooding cunt. Her clit pulsed and strained under her other hand.
Vicki's arms squeezed in against her tits. Her arms pressed up against the quivering mounds of flesh and made them thrust out in high cones. Her nipples swelled out as she watched, and jutted from the ends of her titties, red and pulsing.
"Aaaahhhhh!" Vicki moaned. Her asscheeks ground against the mattress as she moved her hips in tight little circles. That made her fingers plunge in even farther.
Vicki was so hot that juice squirted out around her deeply imbedded fingers. Her clitty felt like it was ready to explode and bunt into flame. She had never felt like this before. Maybe it was imagining what fucking could be like if Pete were another man. Maybe it was her thoughts of Hank that were making her so excited. Vicki knew that she had to get her hot pussy to come. She wouldn't be satisfied until the sweet waves tingled through her body.
Vicki felt the bed shake as her fingers twirled and fucked in her spasming cunt. Her ass rolled against the sheets and her other hand rolled and pinched at her clit with wild abandon. Vicki was going to come hard this time. She could feel the hot waves of pleasure building up in her pussy. She just hoped that she would have time before the alarm clock went off. She didn't want Pete to catch her with her fingers in her pussy. He would never understand something like this. Vicki could never, in a million years, explain the urges that filled her lusty cunt.
Vicki's knees started to tremble. They spread out wider and wider until they were almost horizontal with the bed. She felt like she was doing the splits when she was a cheerleader in highschool. It made her pussy easier to reach though. Vicki needed to have lots of room to sink her plunging fingers in her hot cunt.
Vicki's cuntmouth gaped open wide. She could see how pink and wet her pussy was getting. That bearing the sounds she made, caused Vicki to shudder in passion. Her fingers were making shameful sounds of sucking and squishing as they dove into her moist pussy.
Suddenly Vicki's legs tensed. She moaned softly and plunged her fingers iii even harder. Dizzying waves of orgasm tore through her lusty pussy and made her shudder wildly. It felt like her pussy was turning inside out the way it was clinging to her fingers.
Vicki tossed her head back and forth on the pillow and her titties jiggled wildly. She was so excited that she never even noticed Pete's eyes flicker open.
Pete had been sleeping peacefully when the bed started shaking. He thought it was part of his dream at first. He was dreaming about driving the truck and it fit perfectly with his dream.
Pete wasn't sure when he had really awakened. He just knew that suddenly he had become aware of a raspy breathing sound next to him. He opened his eyes quickly, thinking that Vicki was probably having a nightmare.
Pete blinked rapidly. He pinched himself to make sure that he was really awake. Then his eyes focused on the sight next to him and his breath caught in his throat. He just couldn't believe what Vicki was doing. It was absolutely disgraceful. He could hardly stand to think about the sinful thing his own, sweet wife was doing.
Pete felt a shudder of revulsion run through his body. He couldn't stop watching, though. He just had to see everything that Vicki was doing. He could see her fingers bunched together, jamming into the pink mouth of her pussy. He watched her other hand do something to the top of her pussyslit. She was jiggling her fingers and moaning at the same time. At first Pete was sure that his wife was possessed.
Suddenly Vicki smiled widely. She closed her eyes and whispered something. Pete couldn't hear her the first time but she said it again more clearly.
"Fuck me!" Vicki hissed. "Please fuck me! I want your big cock to make my pussy come!"
Pete held his breath. He wondered if he should say something to Vicki. He didn't know if he had the nerve. If Vicki really woke up and realized what she was doing, kite would probably never get over being embarrassed. Maybe it would be better to just lie there and see what she was going to do. She wouldn't be able to keep this up for long. Her fingers must be getting tired, jamming them in and out of her pussy that way.
Vicki groaned again. Her pussy spasmed wildly and she plunged her finger in, all the way to the knuckles. It felt so good that she could hardly keep from yelling right out loud.
"Yessss," she hissed. "Oh, yes Pete... that's so wonderful. So much better than before."
Vicki's head jolted back on the pillow. She pulled her fingers from her pussy with a quick snap and jerked the sheet up around her shoulders. Now that it was over she was embarrassed. She never should have taken the chance on being caught by Pete. Playing with her pussy was one thing, but doing it in front of her husband was even worse. Vicki was almost certain that Pete never guessed she played with her pussy after they fucked.
Vicki tried to stay calm. She peeked out at her husband and sighed gratefully as she saw his eyes were closed. Thank God Pete didn't know about her lewd little vice. He'd never understand... never!
Chapter Three
Stella giggled as Hank presented her with the box that contained his going-away present. She was just about to unwrap it when they heard a knock on the front door.
"That must be Pete," Hank said, jerking the box out of Stella's hands and putting it under a pillow on the couch. "Don't open that now, Stella... I don't want you to open it in front of Pete. That's all I'd hear about for the next two days if he saw what was in that package. Pete'd be convinced that both of us were going to hell in a handbasket."
"I'll go let Pete in," Stella said, hurrying to the door. "You get your suitcase and I'll drive you both down to the truck."
Stella's mind wasn't exactly on her good-byes when she waved the two men off in the truck. She was in a real hurry to get back home and open the present. She couldn't imagine why Hank hadn't wanted her to open it in front of Pete. It must be something really personal for him to act that way.
When Stella pulled into the driveway she saw Vicki's battered VW there ahead of her. Vicki was sitting in the car waiting for her. Stella frowned slightly. That was odd. Vicki usually had some sort of church thing to go to on Monday mornings. There must be something wrong or she wouldn't be here this early.
"Have... have you got time for a cup of coffee?" Vicki called out, getting out of the car. Her voice sounded kind of strange and Stella noticed that her eyes were red, as if she'd been crying.
"Sure," Stella agreed quickly. "Come on in, Vicki. It's always good to see you."
"I... I would never have bothered you this early," Vicki said as she sat down at the kitchen table. "This is sort of an emergency though. I... I just couldn't stand to stay home another second!"
"Sounds like you need a good shoulder to cry on," Stella murmured, patting the young girl on the shoulder. "I ought to kidnap you for the day and take you down to the truckstop. I could sure use an extra pair of hands right now. I'm short a waitress on the night shift."
Vicki's hands stopped trembling. "Gosh! Do you think I could help you out?" she asked. Her voice sounded excited and a little smile flickered across her face.
"I think that's part of my problem," she confessed. "I'm bored at home. There's nothing to do except that stupid church work and I just hate it!"
Stella didn't remember the box waiting for her in the living room until she and Vicki had arranged for a uniform and discussed the shift that Vicki would work. Then she started giggling when she remembered.
"Hank gave me a present before he left," Stella said, running to the living mom and coming back with the box. "He said I couldn't open it in front of Pete. You won't tell if I open it now, will you?"
"No," Vicki promised. "I wonder what it is. Hurry and open it Stella. It sounds mysterious."
Stella untied the ribbon and loosened the paper on the package. Both of them stared at the long box for a moment.
"Hurry up," Vicki urged. "The suspense is killing me. I want to see why Hank wouldn't let you open it in front of Pete."
Stella lifted the lid on the box. Her eyes opened wide and she blinked, in astonishment. Then she howled with laughter and held out the box so Vicki could see.
Vicki stared at the plastic thing in the box for a long time. She didn't know what to say. She couldn't figure out what it was but it must be something funny because Stella was laughing so hard she was almost crying.
"Uh... what is it?" Vicki asked, blushing a little. "I don't get it, Stella. What's it for anyway?"
Stella put her hands to her face. She was laughing so hard she couldn't even talk.
"You... You don't know what that is?" she gasped. "Oh, Vicki! It's funny! That's a dildo and Hank must have figured I needed it while he was gone!"
Vicki's face turned red. She knew what a dildo was but she'd never seen one before. She stared at the object in the box with amazement and then she giggled slightly.
"I never thought they'd look like that," she blurted out. "It looks pretty big, doesn't it?"
Stella laughed even harder. She pulled a paper out of the bottom of the box and read it silently. Then she howled with laughter again.
"It says this is the super-deluxe model," she chortled. "It's supposed to satisfy every urge. It's battery powered. Look!"
Stella grabbed the bright pink shaft and turned the end of it. The obscene thing started to whirl away vibrating and buzzing.
"You're supposed to put that in... oooooh." Vicki wailed, beginning to laugh just as hard as Stella. "Maybe that's what I need. Then my fingers wouldn't get tired."
Vicki's laughter stopped abruptly. She looked embarrassed.
"I... I didn't mean to say that!" she gasped, putting her hand over her mouth. "I... I'm sorry, Stella. I just didn't think."
Stella giggled harder. "I know just what you mean," she said. "My fingers get pretty tired when Hank's gone, too. I sure miss his big cock when he goes on these long trips."
Vicki seemed to rein suddenly Stella hadn't acted shocked at all when she said that terrible thing. Not only that, Stella had admitted that she played with her own pussy too. Maybe she could talk to Stella and ask her some of the questions that were driving her crazy.
"Uh... can I ask you something, Stella?" Vicki pleaded. "I don't have anyone to talk to and I've just got to know something."
"Ask away," Stella urged. She was still giggling about the dildo and Vicki's comment. She tried to calm down a little though. She sensed that Vicki had a problem she wanted to talk about.
"Uh... is it normal, for a woman to want to... to fuck more than once a week?" Vicki asked, turning red with embarrassment. "Pete says it's sinful to want more than that."
Stella's eyes opened wide. She looked shocked and then she nodded.
"No wonder Hank didn't want me to open this present in front of Pete," she said. "Pete sounds like he's as straight as a damn board. He doesn't know what he's talking about either. There's nothing wrong with fucking every night if you want to. Even more if you like. You can't put a limit on fucking. You just do it when you want to."
Vicki's eyes opened wide. "I... I'd be a nympho if I wanted it all the time though, wouldn't I?" she asked.
Stella began to see the light. "You want it more often than Pete does, right?" she asked. "Then he tells you you're sinful for wanting more fucking than he does."
"Uh... yes," Vicki admitted. "That's how it happens."
"I think I'd better have Hank talk to your husband a little," Stella suggested. "He sounds like he doesn't know anything about sex. Is he good in a bed, Vicki?"
Vicki blushed beet-red... I don't know, she murmured. "I think it's my fault that I don't like it that much. It's just not as much fun as I thought it would be."
"Good God," Stella sighed. "Don't you ever come when Pete fucks you?"
"Noooo," Vicki admitted in a small voice. "I... I never have. Pete doesn't know it though. He... he thinks everything is just fine."
"Here," Stella said, pushing the box into Vicki's hands. "Take this home with you. It sounds like you need it worse than I do. Now run and pick up your uniform and I'll meet you at the restaurant at five."
Vicki stuffed the box in her big purse. She didn't look at it again until she got home. Then she pulled the dildo out of the box and grinned at it.
"Maybe I should try it out," she mused. "It's sure to be more fun than fucking with Pete."
Vicki undressed quickly and stretched out on the bed. She felt a lot better after talking to Stella. Just telling someone else about her problem had helped.
Vicki started to laugh as she thought how shocked Pete would be to see her with the plastic pink dildo. He would really think she was sinful if he could see her now. She turned the little knob at the end and the plastic cock started whirring lewdly. Vicki giggled. This was going to be fun.
Vicki probed the tight little ring of her cuntmouth with the plastic cock. It tickled. She liked the feeling. It made her pussy quiver and tingle. It might just feel good if she ran the tip of the vibrator over her clit. She liked that when she did it with her fingers. It would be fun to try it with the plastic prick.
"Ooooooh," Vicki squealed as the plastic vibrator slipped through her juicy pussytissues. It tickled and whirred, making her giggle with delight. She nosed it up her wet pussygroove and held her breath as she neared the quivering nub of her clit. Then she pressed the vibrator down so that it pushed right against her throbbing love button.
"Ahhhh!" Vicki sighed. That felt great. Her whole pussy was shaking now and funny little tickly sensations made her clit quiver with lust.
Vicki spread her legs wide. She pressed the pink cock back down again. It whirled tight down her slippery pussygap until it came to the mouth of her cunt. It nestled right down and whirled at the tight ring of flesh.
Vicki's pussy contracted. She could feel it spasming wildly. She pressed the vibrator down with her fingers so it nosed right into her shuddering pussychannel. Then she groaned in bliss.
The plastic cock felt much better than a real one. It wouldn't come too soon and shrink up like Pete's cock did. She could press it into her slippery pussytunnel for just as long as she wanted and it wouldn't wilt. She wished that Pete's cock would be as hard as the plastic one. Then maybe she'd enjoy fucking more.
Vicki pressed the vibrator in farther. It slid up her pussychannel and made her whole body shake.
It was nice and long. She pushed it in farther and farther until only the knob on the end was sticking out.
"Aaaaaah!" Vicki sighed. She pressed her legs together tightly to hold the plastic cock in place and her hands flew to her titties. This was wonderful. Now she could play with her nipples while the plastic cock vibrated her pussy. She knew she could come this way.
Vicki's mouth opened. She licked her lips wetly. She wished that there was some way she could suck her own titties. Her neck wouldn't bend that far, though. She would have to be content with pulling and pinching her nipples with her fingers.
Vicki licked her fingers. She touched her nipples and got them all wet and slippery. That felt almost like someone was sucking them. Her fingers plucked and rolled the hard little nubs of her nipples between them. Every time her fingers pulled at her nipples, lift le ripples of excitement washed over her pussy. It felt so good that Vicki could hardly stand it. She knew that something was going to happen soon. Her excitement was growing so strong she could hardly breathe.
The whirring vibrator made a throbbing start at the very back of Vicki's cunt. Her pussy walls squeezed and nipped around the stiff plastic shaft. Her fingers plucked at her nipples harder and harder as her pussy creamed wildly.
As the sensations in Vicki's hot pussy got more and more intense, she twisted her nipples desperately. The hard little marbles of pink flesh were bright red now and they were swollen and throbbing. Vicki felt her nipples get hatter and hotter until they felt like they were going to burst into flame.
Vicki's tits were swelling now. Vicki's eyes closed in passion. The waves of pleasure sweeping through her pussy were getting better and bigger each second.
Suddenly Vicki thought of Hank. Her pussy contracted wildly. Stella had said that Hank was a good lover. Vicki wondered what it would be like to fuck with Hank. She bet he had a big cock, probably as big as the dildo he bought for Stella.
Then Vicki had another thought that made her blush crimson. She wondered if Stella would tell Hank that she had loaned Vicki the dildo. Vicki would just die of embarrassment if Hank found out. He would think she was terrible, using Stella's dildo and acting like a sex-crazy woman. He wouldn't tell Pete though. Vicki was sure of that. After all, Hank had told Stella not to open the package in front of Pete. That meant he already knew how straight Pete was.
Vicki's mind whirled right along with the plastic cock in her pussy. Maybe Stella could get Hank to talk to Pete. It might do some good. Vicki didn't dare hope for much though. Hank started talking about sex with Pete, Pete would probably refuse to listen. Pete had definite ideas of right and wrong. Talking about sex was definitely wrong.
Vicki felt her pussy spin higher and higher toward orgasm. She thought about Stella and Hank. She wondered if Stella would use the dildo right in front of Hank for kicks. She probably would. Hank and Stella didn't seem embarrassed about sex the way she and Pete were. They'd probably talk about the plastic cock and Hank would ask Stella to show him how it worked. Then watching Stella use the pink plastic prick would make Hank get excited and he would fuck her.
Vicki's pussy contracted harder and harder. She thought about Hank fucking Stella and she drew in her breath sharply. She wished that she could try Hank's prick instead of the artificial one he had given Stella. Maybe, if she and Stella got to be really good friends, Stella would let Hank fuck her. Then she would know what it was like to fuck with someone really good. Maybe Hank would do all sorts of exciting things in bed.
Vicki's fantasy got more and more real as the plastic cock whirled and churned in her wet pussy. She'd read about some of the kinky things people did in a book she'd gotten from one of the girls in school once. Maybe Hank did things like that. Maybe he would lick her pussy and chew on her titties. Vicki couldn't even imagine what it would feel like to have a long, hot tongue in her pussyhole. She wished she knew what it was like though. She wanted to try everything there was to try. She wanted to feel a cock slide up her steamy little shitter. She wanted to suck a mans cock. She wanted to have two men fuck her at once, one in her cunt and another in her mouth or maybe even her asshole. The plastic cock was making Vicki's mind turn positively lewd and it was fun for a change.
"Aaaagh!" Vicki gasped. She felt like she was climbing a mountain of lust. She was almost at the top flaw. The back of her pussy was sucking at the plastic cock and she could feel the tremors of orgasm start sweeping through her body.
Vicki's pussy snapped wildly. It snapped so hard that she was afraid the plastic cock would slip all the way in her pussy and she'd never get it out. She held on to the end of it tightly with her fingers and sobbed as the tide of passion rushed through her whole body.
"Ooooooh," Vicki sighed when her pussy stopped coming at last. She drew the plastic vibrator out of her trembling pussy and snapped it off. Then she laughed wildly.
"I'm sick of being a good girl!" she announced to the empty apartment. "If you can't take care of my pussy, Pete, I'm just going to have to find someone that can!"
Chapter Four
Hank sat in the booth at the bar and sipped a drink. She didn't know what was wrong with Pete.
Pete had been silent all day and he was really guzzling the liquor tonight. Hank hoped that Pete wouldn't pass out on his feet. He didn't want to get stuck with taking care of a drunken relief-driver. Hank had something else planned for himself tonight. He was supposed to meet Mary, the truckstop waitress, in just five minutes.
"I don't see how you get away with seeing all these girls on the wad," Pete said drunkenly. "Don't you even feel guilty about going out on Stella?"
Hank grinned. So that was it. Pete was going to give him another lecture on being faithful to Stella.
"Nope," Hank replied. "Stella can go out on me when I'm on the road. We've got an understanding. You ought to try it with Vicki sometime. It's not normal for a guy to go without sex for two weeks."
"It's not?" Pete asked. "I thought once a week was pretty good. That's what the Reverend said when I asked him."
Hank chuckled. That damn church Pete belonged to was going to be the death of him.
"I suppose the Reverend's married," Hank said, knowing full well that he wasn't.
"Uh... no," Pete said, taking another swig of his drink. "The Reverend doesn't believe that men of God should be married."
"See?" Hank chuckled. "Your Reverend doesn't know a damn thing about fucking. I bet he's never even seen a naked woman."
Pete looked a little confused. Then he laughed. "Maybe you're right, good buddy," he said. "Just maybe you're right!"
"Hi there, Hank," a woman's voice called out. Hank looked up to see Mary and another girl grinning at them.
"This is my cousin, Betty," Mary said, sliding into the booth beside Hank. "She's down from Memphis visiting. I told her maybe we all could go out and have some fun."
Hank glanced uneasily at Pete. Pete wasn't watching Hank though. He was too busy staring at Betty's big tits, juggling provocatively as she slid into the booth beside him.
"Are those real?" Pete gasped. Then he gasped as he realized what he'd said.
Betty giggled. "Everybody always asks me that," she said with a sexy drawl. "They sure are, honey. Here... give me your hand and I'll show you."
Before Pete could do anything but stare, Betty grabbed his hand and shoved it down the front of her blouse. She pressed his fingers right over her nipple and wiggled a little.
"Just squeeze, honey," she drawled. "Then you can tell for yourself."
Pete had the impulse to snatch his hand back out of Betty's blouse. His mind was whirling from the drinks though. He wasn't used to drinking and it was making him feel pretty worldly. He grabbed Betty's tit firmly and squeezed her nipple with his fingers.
"It's real, all right!" he commented, reaching for the other one. "I think I should check them both out though. Don't you think so, good buddy?"
Hank grinned. He couldn't believe the change in Pete. It was fine with him though. Maybe Pete was too drunk to realize what he was doing but Betty seemed to think he was acting just fine. She giggled as Pete squeezed her other tit and she leaned close to him and whispered something in his ear.
Pete grinned foolishly and reached across the table to nudge Hank's arm. "We're going out to the truck," he said loudly. "Betty's never seen the inside of a sleeper before."
Hank shook his head as Pete and Betty left the bar. Pete was staggering a little and, if Betty hadn't been right beside him, Hank was sure his buddy would have fallen.
"I thought you said Pete was straight." Mary giggled. "He sure didn't look alright to me."
Hank grinned. "I think Pete's just turned over a new leaf. I'd like to see what happens out at the truck."
"Let's go out and peek at them," Mary said, her eyes sparkling. "Pete'd never know the difference. We could get in the cab so quiet they'd never even notice."
Hank chuckled. "That's the best idea I've heard all night," he said. "Let's give them a little head start. It's going to take Pete a couple of minutes to unlock the cab in his condition."
Mary and Hank approached the truck about ten minutes later. They could see the light on in the deeper. Hank almost laughed right out loud as he crawled up into the cab. He picked up a pair of lacy blue panties and held them out to Mary.
"It didn't take your cousin long to get out of these," he whispered.
"Ooooooh, that feels wonderful, honey," Betty's voice called from the depths of the sleeper. "Do it again. I just love it."
Hank pulled the curtain back just a little. He and Mary leaned lick so the could peer into the deeper. When Hank saw what Pete was doing he had all he could do to keep from laughing.
"I think that's the first time Pete's ever done anything like this," Betty whispered. "He sure acts like he's enjoying it, though."
Pete's face was pressed right up to Betty's big, soft tits. His mouth was open and his eyes were closed. He was sucking and nuzzling at her nipples like a happy baby, chewing blissfully. He didn't even open his eyes when Mary rolled the curtain back farther. Pete was so intent on sucking Betty's titties that they could have hollered right out loud and he probably wouldn't have even noticed.
"Mmmmmmm," Betty moaned. She opened her eyes and stared straight at Mary and Hank. Then her long, thick eyelashes lowered in a sexy wink.
"Lick me all over, lover," Betty moaned. She wiggled down a little farther so Pete's head was right next to the curve of her belly. "I want to feel that nice hot tongue of yours slide over my wet pussy."
Hank grinned. He figured that Pete would back out when it came to licking pussies. He was sure that Pete hadn't done that before. Pete just kept on licking though. He didn't even seem to realize that Betty had slid down on the mattress.
"Mmmmm, tickles," Pete growled, rubbing his face against Betty's nest of pussyhair.
"It's not a kitty," Betty giggled. She was getting a real kick out of Pete's drunken comments. "It's a pussy. Lick my nice hot pussy, honey. I just love that."
Pete stuck his tongue out. He lapped over the furry mound of Betty's pussy and stuck his tongue right down between her pink cuntlips. He acted surprised for a moment, but he kept right on licking.
"Good!" he groaned. "Nice pussy... tastes really good!"
Betty moaned loudly. She spread her pussy open wide with her fingertips and stretched her legs apart. Both Hank and Mary could see that she was enjoying Pete's wet tongue.
"My clit," Betty urged. "Lick all the way to the top and find that little bump with your tongue."
Pete shook his head, dazed. He looked down and grinned. Then he licked right up the satiny hot groove of Betty's pussy until his tongue slid over the erect bump of her clitty.
"Oooooooh!" Betty gurgled. "That's it! Lick it right there. That's what I like. Bat my clit back and forth with your tongue."
Mary squeezed Hank's hand tightly. Watching her cousin get her pussy licked was making tingles of excitement ripple through Mary's hot pussy. She wished that she and Hank were doing it too. She just loved the way Hank licked her pussy. He made her come that way every time.
"Let's get back there with them," Mary suggested. "I can't stand to watch anymore. My pussy's hot, too. How about it, Hank? Can both of us fit back there?"
"Sure," Hank said, beginning to get turned on by the whole thing too. "Let's just crawl back there and join them. I don't think it'll bother Pete any. He's so drunk hell probably never remember what happened when he wakes up tomorrow."
Betty grinned when Hank and Mary climbed back into the sleeper. "Mow over, lover," she urged, sliding Pete over with her hands. "We've got company."
"That's nice," Pete said, not opening his eyes. His tongue kept sweeping over the surface of Betty's glistening pink pussy. Pete was really drunk. He wouldn't have noticed if a whole army had climbed beck in the sleeper.
"He's sure not straight now," Mary whispered, pointing to Pete. "Why don't you do the same thins Hank. My pussy could stand a good tongue-fucking."
Hank helped Mary slip out of her dress and panties. He tossed them into the cab and shook his head a little. He never would have believed that Pete would act like this when he had a few drinks. He'd have to make sure that Pete had a couple of drinks every place they stopped. This was more like it. It was a real drag being stuck with a straight relief driver. He liked things a lot better this way.
Mary giggled as she leaned back against the pillow. "Suck my titties first," she insisted. "Suck them just as good as Pete sucked Betty's."
Hank's lips closed around the perky nub of Mary's brown nipple. Her titties weren't as big as Betty's, but that didn't make any difference to Hank. Mary's tits still turned him on. He wasn't fucking her for her tits. He liked the way her hot pussy snapped. That was why he kept calling Mary every time he was in town.
Mary moaned as Hank nibbled at her round, perky tits. She loved it when he nipped at her tits with his lips. It made her pussy spasm wetly. She could hear the sound of her pussymouth snapping even now. She was really hot. Watching Betty and Pete had made her pussy snap almost shamefully.
"Mmmmm, get my pussy now, honey," Mary groaned, wiggling her hips and spreading her legs out to give Hank room. "Lick my pussy all over!"
Hank licked all the way down Mary's lush body.
He left a wet trail of hot saliva as his tongue traveled over her rounded tummy and down to her silky beaver. Then his tongue darted right in between the two petals of her pink cuntlips and lapped a wide path up her shivering pussygap.
"Oooooooh," Mary moaned. She reached out to grab Hank's head but she missed. Her hand felt something soft and hot. She squeezed it and heard Betty moan. Then she opened her eyes and looked down. Her fingers were squeezing the ripe mounds of Betty's tits.
"Ooooh, yes!" Betty squealed. "You squeeze my titties and I'll squeeze yours. That way the men can work on licking our pussies and we can take care of our tits."
Mary's mind whirled. She'd never done anything like that before. She'd never even been this close to another couple fucking. It was kind of exciting though. There was no reason not to try it. It might make Hank and Pete even more excited if they saw what was happening.
"Yes," Mary agreed. "Play with my nipples, Betty. That's what I like. Squeeze them between your fingers."
"You do it to me, too," Betty urged. "I like that, too."
Betty's pussy gave a sharp spasm of excitement. "Ooooh, this is going to be super!" she squealed, tugging at Mary's nipples.
At first Mary was a little embarrassed by Betty's lusty squeal. She didn't know how Hank would take the news that she was playing with her cousin's tits. She relaxed as soon as she saw Hank's expression though. He looked up and watched for a second. Then he went back to driving his tongue over her juicy cunt with renewed vigor. He lapped so deliciously that Mary couldn't hold back her own lusty squeal of delight.
"Poke your tongue in my pussyhole!" Betty urged, pushing Pete's head down lower. "Poke it right in and fuck me with your hot tongue."
Pete tried to do it. He slipped his tongue forward and fumbled around. There was a buzzing in his head, though. He felt like the whole truck was spinning around. The noise in Pete's ears got louder and louder. His head cleared for just an instant and he looked down right at Betty's open, flooding pussy.
"Jesus!" he gasped. Then he passed out cold.
"Oooooooh!" Betty wailed. She shoved and pulled at Pete's body but nothing was going to wake him up.
"Hey! Help me will you?" she wailed, grabbing Hank's head and pulling him up. "Pete just passed out and he's lying right on top of me!"
Mary looked over at her cousin. Then she started giggling. "Come on, Hank," she said. "Let's roll Pete into the cab. Then well have more room back here."
Hank lifted Pete's lax body and rolled him into the driver's seat of the cab. He laughed as he crawled back in the sleeper again.
"I'm really sorry about that, Betty," he said, still chuckling. "I knew Pete was drunk, but I didn't think he was that bad off."
Mary giggled. "I bet you didn't know that Pete was straight, did you Betty?"
Betty's mouth opened in amazement. Then she started laughing, too. "Straight? He didn't act straight to me."
"I bet he doesn't remember anything he did tonight when he comes to," Hank agreed. "I'd be willing to bet that Pete's never licked a pussy before. I don't know how you got him to do it."
Betty grinned. "I just wiggled until his face was right down there," she said. "The rest was easy. He's never licked pussy before, hub?"
"I don't think so," Hank said. "He's always been perfectly straight every other trip. I guess he just fell for those big tits of yours, Betty."
Betty looked down at her tits. Then she smiled and licked her lips. "How about a three-way fuck?" she suggested. "Pete got me all worked up and I've got to do something."
Mary laughed. "It's fine with me," she agreed. "How about it, Hank? You want to try both of us tonight?"
"Boy!" Hank grinned. "How lucky can a guy get?"
"Why don't you just stretch out and let Betty ride your cock?" Mary suggested. "Then I can sit on your face and you can fuck me with your big tongue. Doesn't that sound like fun?"
Hank turned over on his back before the girls could change their minds. His cock was hard and aching already. He'd never been in a three-way fuck before. This really was his lucky night.
"I'm all yours," Hank breathed, glancing down at his stiff cock. "Come on, Betty... get on and take a ride."
"Help me get up, honey," Betty urged straddling Hank's body clumsily. There wasn't much room to move in the sleeper. It was crowded with three people. The sleeper was designed to sleep one or two not to accommodate a three-way fuck.
Hank grabbed Betty's hips. His fingers dug into the soft flesh on her thighs and his cock started to jerk in readiness. Betty's tits were so big that they jutted right out toward his face. Hank couldn't resist leaning forward and lashing out at her big hard nipple with his tongue.
"Mmmmmm." Betty groaned. "I have a feeling this is going to be a real ball."
Betty braced herself against Hank's arms. She positioned her creamy pussy until it was right over the head of Hank's engorged cock.
"Are you ready, lover?" she gasped. "Do you want me to drop my sweet, shuddering pussy down on your nice hard cock?"
Hank nodded. He was too excited to speak. He could feel the heat of Betty's pussy on his cock, even though she wasn't touching it with her pussy yet. His hips bucked up, trying to spear her pussy with his hard, stiff cockshaft.
"Not so fast," Betty giggled, twisting her pussy up, out of reach. "I'll let your cock into my pussy you might just forget all about Mary. You'd better sit on his face now, Mary. I'll make sure he's licking your pussy just right before I let him into my hot cunt."
Mary laughed. She liked the way Betty's mind was working. She'd been a little worried about getting her pussy licked, too. Once Hank started fucking Betty's cunt, he might get sidetracked. This way he had to lick her pussy first, before he could get into Betty's tight pussyhole.
Mary moved around in back of Hank. There was barely room for her to squeeze behind his head. She planted her knees firmly on both sides of his face and grinned down at him.
"I hope you're going to do a good job, honey. Betty's not going to drop her pussy down until I tell her to. Isn't the right, Betty?"
"That's right," Betty giggled. "Stick out your tongue Hank. Mary's got a nice hot pussy for you to lick."
Hank chuckled. The girls were probably right. He knew that once Betty dropped her pussy down on his aching cock, he wouldn't be able to think straight. He didn't like to wait to get his hard cock taken care of, but if he licked Mary's pussy just right, it wouldn't take long for her to give the go-ahead.
Hank opened his eyes wide. He stuck out his tongue and waggled it lewdly. He saw Mary's body shiver as she lowered her pussy toward his face. He could tell that Mary was plenty hot. Her pussy was so creamy that little drops of hot juice dripped out onto his face.
"Mmmmmm," Hank moaned. "Hurry up and bring it down, honey. I want to lick all that good hot cream out of your cunthole."
Mary stared at Hank's tongue. Her pussy spasmed and snapped. She felt her knees tremble and she dropped down with a cry of lust.
"Ahhhhhh," Mary sighed as Hank's big tongue slipped up her creamy pussygroove. "Lick my clit, honey. Give it a real hard tongue lashing. Get me nice and hot and then tongue-fuck me. You know how to do that just the way I like it."
Mary shuddered and moaned as Hank's tongue darted between her puffy cuntlips. She squealed even louder when his tongue lashed against the quivering bump of her clit. Wild shudders of passion raced through her quivering pussy as his tongue danced over the straining surface of her clitty. Hank was licking it just right. She was so hot she knew her pussy was close to exploding in orgasm.
"Oooooh, just a little more, lover," Mary squealed. "I'm almost ready for some good tongue-fucking. Just a little more and I'll be hot enough for you to shove your tongue up my cunt!"
Hank flipped his tongue back and forth. It darted out like a snake, flicking her little love button back and forth with rapid little strokes. He could tell that Mary was getting plenty hot. Her body was quivering so hard that the whole sleeper was bouncing.
"Now!" Mary squealed, throwing her head back and closing her eyes. "Stick your tongue in my pussy now, honey! I can't wait any longer!"
Hank licked down toward the spasming hole of Mary's cunt. He rimmed the tight ring around her pussy mouth and felt her body quiver even harder. It was hard to believe that Pete could sleep through this. Mary was making so much noise that Hank was almost afraid some of the other truckers parked on either side of them would complain about the noise.
"Aaaagh!" Mary squealed as Hank shoved the tip of his tongue up her spasming pussy. "Harder, darling! Fuck me hard with your wide, hot tongue!"
Hank pistoned his tongue in and out. He reamed out Mary's cunt and felt her juices coat his tongue and dip down his throat. His cock jerked wildly as he thrust forward with his tongue. He wished that Mary would hurry and tell Betty to drop her pussy down to his cock. He felt like his balls were practically bunting already and he hadn't even touched her pussy.
Mary squealed again. Hank's big tongue was fucking her pussytunnel so hard that she felt her passions building to the bunting point. She almost forgot all about Betty's pussy waiting over Hank's cock. If Betty wouldn't have moaned, she probably would never have remembered.
"Are you ready, Mary?" Betty asked. Her voice was shaking a little. The sight of Hank's big tongue plunging up Mary's pussytunnel was making her own pussy snap and cream.
"Yessss," Mary howled. "Do it, Betty! Drop your hot pussy down on Hank's cock! He's doing it just right. Fuck him, Betty... fuck him real good!"
Betty groaned. She dropped her pussy down a little and felt the hard slick knob of Hank's cock slip into the burning hole of her cunt. It jerked and stretched trying to get all the way up in her shaking pussy.
Betty held her pussy up until she couldn't stand it any longer. She just had to feel the whole, hard length of Hank's big cock in her cunt. She sat down squarely on his big prick, feeling the hard shaft glide right up her slippery, spasming cunt.
"Ooooooh," Betty groaned. "That feels so good... I can hardly wait to ride it. That's going to be great!"
Hank's head was spinning. Mary's hot pussywalls were mapping and nipping at his tongue. He felt like millions of tiny fingers were pulling at his tongue, urging it deeper and deeper in her burning depths.
Suddenly Hank felt a burning wetness against his cock. Betty had done it at last. Her pussy was squeezing all around his cock and he gasped in delight as she began to move up and down on his hard prick.
"Mmmmmph!" Hank yelped. He couldn't really say anything with his tongue up Mary's pussy that way. He didn't have to talk though. Betty seemed to know just what to do with his aching cock.
Betty swiveled her hips. She moved up and down rapidly, driving her cunt onto the hard length of his prick. Hank could feel his cock bang against the back of her hot pussy.
Betty howled and writhed on top of Hank's hard cock. She liked to be on top this way. She could control just how far Hank's cock penetrated her nipping pussychannel. She felt the waves of sensation tingle through her hot cunt and she pound her tips down until Hank's cock was in her pussyhole all the way. Then she bounced up and down, making his cock slip in and out with long hard strokes.
"Ooooooh," Mary yelped. "I... I think I got too hot. I feel like I'm going to come already!"
Hank gasped lustily. He could feel Betty's pussy quiver and clamp around his cock. It seemed to buck and shudder deep inside and his cock began to jerk desperately. Betty's pussy was just too hot to hold out for long. Hank tried to calm the swelling in his balls, but it didn't work. Betty's spasming pussy was making his balls start to pump. There was no way he could hold back his load of cum.
Hank's tongue dived frantically to the back of Mary's hot cunt. He had to make her come, too. It would be great if all three of them could come at once.
"Aaaagh!" Mary squealed. Her pussy clamped and spasmed wildly. There was no way she could stop the hot waves that were sweeping through her pussy. She was going to come too, right along with Betty.
"I... I'm coming!" Mary yelped, throwing her head back. Her pussy nipped and creamed all over Hank's deeply imbedded tongue, making his cock jerk even harder. Mary was coming right along with Betty. Now he could lot his cum fly out in a glorious release.
"Mmmmmmph!" Hank groaned. He grunted and groaned in ecstasy. His balls pumped wildly and the hot sperm shot out and flew up Betty's shuddering cunt.
Betty came so hard she almost fainted. The hot spurts of Hank's cum seemed to set off her pussy even more and she howled and writhed in ecstasy.
Hank's cock hosed and spurted until her cunt was completely filled with hot cum. It backed up and splashed out of her cunt rolling down his legs and onto the sheets of the sleeper. She didn't think that Hank's big cock was ever going to stop coming. Her pussy had never been so stuffed.
"Wow!" Betty giggled when Hank's cock stopped spurting at last. She rolled off his big cock and helped Mary to climb off Hank's race. Then all three of them giggled in the celebration of a perfect three-way fuck.
"I still think it's a shame that your buddy passed out," Betty said, managing to stop giggling at last. "He's never going to know what he missed."
"I think it's a shame, too," Hank said, frowning a little. "He'll never believe me when I tell him what he did."
"You really don't think hell remember?" Mary asked curiously.
"I'm sure he won't," Hank said. "I wish he would remember. Then he wouldn't be able to act so pious and give me those lectures about saving myself for my wife."
Betty laughed suddenly. "I think we should fix it so he can't help but remember," she said. "We've got to furnish sonic proof that he was really in on the action tonight."
"I wish I'd brought my camera along this trip," Hank said thoughtfully. "Pete wouldn't be able to deny everything if we had a picture of him licking Betty's pussy."
"I think I just thought of something just as good," Betty offered. She grabbed her purse out of the front seat and took out her lipstick. Then she put on a heavy coat of red so that it covered her lips.
"You're putting on makeup?" Mary asked, laughing at Betty's red lips. "That's way too much, Betty. It looks like a sticky mess."
"That's exactly what I want," Betty replied, grinning at her cousin and giggling a little. "Now all I have to do is blot it in a nice strategic place."
Betty crawled up and slid down into the cab. Hank and Mary watched her as she knelt down in front of Pete. She pulled out his cock and clamped her lips over the tip. When she straightened up again there was a nice clear red lipstick print on the surface of Pete's limp cock.
"That ought to be proof enough," Betty giggled. "Now your buddy can't deny anything. I bet he's going to look pretty sheepish when he looks down at his cock in the morning."
Hank laughed loudly. "You two girls are really something!" he said admiringly. Then he looked down at his own cock swelling up again.
"I don't suppose you could give me one of those lip prints too?" he suggested. "It looks like something hard came up again."
Mary giggled. "You go first, Betty," she offered.
"I'll lick his balls while you take care of his cock. The party's a long way from over."
Hank leaned back with a grin on his face. He saw Betty's lips lower and he chuckled happily. He could hardly wait to see the expression on Pete's face when he awoke in the morning.
Chapter Five
"Fry two straight up with a side of ham," Vicki called out to Jimmy the cook. She brushed ha hair back from her forehead with a tired hand and picked up three more orders, balancing them on her arm. She saw Stella carrying orders to the big I table at the back of the restaurant. Stella looked I almost as tired as she felt. Vicki wasn't used to working so fast, non-stop, but at least she wasn't bored. Some of the truckers who came in were pretty good-looking too. The way they flirted with her made Vicki feel wonderful. She felt attractive and sexy for the first time since she had married Pete.
About seven-thirty the rush dared out and Stella called Vicki out to the kitchen for a break. She sat down in a chair against the kitchen wall and slid her feet up on a stool. She didn't notice the way her skirt flipped up until she saw the gleam in Jimmy's eyes.
"See something you like, Jimmy?" Stella teased, winking at Vicki. "You'd better put your legs down before Jimmy starts mixing up the orders. It looks like he's having trouble getting close to the grill now."
Vicki blushed and glanced at the front ol Jimmy's pants. She could see the bulb of his cock threatening to burst out the material of his white pants.
"Just hold your horses, Jimmy," Stella teased. "I heard you say that Linda Sue is getting back from Chicago tonight."
"Who's Linda Sue?" Vicki asked, crossing her legs at the ankles so that Jimmy's view was cut off.
"Linda Sue's the girl Jimmy's living with," Stella replied. "She's been gone for two weeks now, isn't that right, Jimmy?" face flushed red. "I'm sure Jimmy nodded. His going to be glad to see her," he said, grinning. "She'd better not be tired, either."
Vicki giggled. "I'll bet she's looking forward to it just as much as you are, Jimmy. Two weeks is a long time without a good man around."
Vicki's words echoed in her mind. Two weeks... that was as long as Pete's trip. It was going to be a long time. Then, when Pete got home, he'd probably only fuck her once before he had to leave again.
Vicki's pussy started to itch, just thinking about fucking with Pete. It wasn't that exciting but it was all she had. She wished that Pete was here right now. She'd make him fuck her. She'd just jump right on top of him and force him to fuck her for a long time.
Stella noticed Vicki's dreamy expression. She couldn't help but tease her. Vicki's expression was all dreamy and Stella was sure that she was thinking about fucking.
"I think Vicki needs a good fuck." Stella remarked. "It's too bad that Linda Sue is coming back tonight. Otherwise, I'll bet that Vicki would appreciate a little taste of that nice cock of yours."
Jimmy grinned. He was used to Stella's lewd comments. That was one of the reasons he liked working for her. He could say anything and she wouldn't get mad at him.
"Linda Sue won't be back till the end of my shift," Jimmy said, ginning at Vicki's long tanned legs. "I don't know if I can wait that long. Maybe Vicki would like a little fucking on her break."
Stella leaned closer to Jimmy. She thought of a way to prove to Vicki that she wasn't frigid like she thought.
"How about licking her pussy for her?" Stella whispered. "Would you like to do that, Jimmy?"
"Gosh... yes!" Jimmy hissed back. "Do... do you think she'd let me, Stella?"
"I'll set it up," Stella promised. "All you have to do is be ready with that nice, hot tongue of yours."
Business was so heavy in the next hour that Stella didn't have any time to talk to Vicki. She noticed that Vicki looked preoccupied, though. If Stella could have read Vicki's mind she wouldn't have worried about the success of her little sexy plan.
Vicki was thinking about fucking. She couldn't help it. Jimmy's words set her off. She imagined what kind of reception Linda Sue would get when she got home. Jimmy would probably fuck her all night. That was the way it should be at the end of a two week separation. Vicki just wished that it would be that way with her. Of course it wouldn't. Pete would say that he was tired and he wouldn't get around to fucking her until he'd been home a couple of days. Then it would be over with in a few minutes. Vicki knew she wouldn't get to come. She never did when Pete fucked her.
When the restaurant cleared out a little, Stella moved over to Vicki. "I've been thinking about what you said this morning," she whispered. "I think you need a good fuck with a real man. I talked to Jimmy and he promised to lick your pussy. I'll take care of business out here. You go back to the kitchen and get your pussy licked."
Stella gave Vicki a little shove toward the kitchen. "Now don't be shy," she teased. "Jimmy's all primed and ready. You want to have a good time, don't you?"
Vicki was so surprised she gasped. She was halfway toward the kitchen before she started to get nervous. She wanted to get her pussy licked though. She'd been thinking about fucking all day.
She couldn't turn down an opportunity like this. The moment Vicki got inside the kitchen things started happening so fast she didn't have time to get more nervous. Stella was right when she said that Jimmy was primed and ready.
"I thought you'd never get a break!" Jimmy said, lifting Vicki up to the counter. "Just sit there and I'll take care of everything."
Jimmy pushed Vicki's skin up around her waist. Then he grabbed her panties on either side of the waistband, hooking his thumbs in the material.
"Lift up and help me get these off," he demanded.
Vicki was so surprised, she lifted her butt up off the counter. In a second her panties were down around her ankles and her pussy was bare.
"Now spread your legs wide," Jimmy said. His voice was low and shaky. He stared right at the curly hairs of Vicki's fluffy cunt-mound and his mouth started to water. Two weeks without any pussy had been hard on Jimmy. He could hardly wait to lick Vicki's cute little pussy.
Vicki felt Jimmy's hands on her thighs. Then her legs slid apart, bringing her sweet trembling pussylips in full view. Vicki knew that if she didn't stop Jimmy now, she'd never be able to. She opened her mouth to protest, but Jimmy was already leaning down toward her aching, wet pussy.
"Ooooooh," Vicki moaned. The words of protest died in her throat. She didn't want Jimmy to stop. She wanted him to bury his face in her sweet, trembling pussy and lick up the slippery groove of her cunt. She wanted it more than she had ever wanted anything in her life.
"Ooooh!" Vicki moaned again. Jimmy's hot breath puffed out against her steamy tissues. She felt shuddery inside, like something was tickling her pussy from the inside, making it shiver and boil. A flood of creamy cuntjuice shot out of her quivering cunt, soaking her pussygap with wetness.
"You're really hot, aren't you?" Jimmy asked. He spread her legs out even wider and then his tongue flicked out. The sensations were so wonderful that Vicki gasped with delight.
"Aaaahhhh!" Vicki sighed. She felt her pussy gush out more hot cream and Jimmy lapped it up eagerly, smacking his lips and making little muffled sounds of pleasure.
Vicki leaned back. The sensations were so intense in her pussy that she felt weak. Her legs spread out farther and she slid up toward Jimmy's face, mashing her wet, trembling pussy right up against his lips.
Jimmy's tongue slipped up higher. It flickered right up her steamy pussygroove toward the erect, straining bump of her clit. It felt so wonderful that Vicki couldn't help but gasp and squeal in delight. She'd never felt anything this good before.
Jimmy's tongue found the hard little bump of Vicki's clit and pressed on it. He flicked it back and forth with the tip of his tongue. He felt the way Vicki was trembling and he heard her lusty sighs. Jimmy knew that he was a good pussy licker. He'd learned how from Linda Sue and he knew just which spots gave the most pleasure. He flipped Vicki's little love button back and forth, applying more and more pressure until Vicki thought she would die of pleasure.
"I... I think I'm going to come!" Vicki groaned. "Oh. Jimmy! My pussy's almost coming already!"
Jimmy knew just when to quit. He gave Vicki's straining clit one more lick with his hot tongue and then he started back down her shuddering pussy gap again. His tongue slipped through the sweet, hot tissues and Vicki groaned again. She had been so close and Jimmy's tongue stopped flicking.
"Why... why did you stop?" she moaned. "I wanted to come, Jimmy... let me come!"
Jimmy pulled his head up. He grinned at Vicki and shook his head. "You can't come yet," he said to her. "It's better if you wait a little while. Then you come really hard; I'll show you, Vicki. Just wait and see."
Vicki swallowed her protests. It sounded as if Jimmy really knew what he was talking about. Besides, his tongue did fret really good licking down her pussy groove that way. Maybe he was going to do something that was just as much fun as licking her clit.
Jimmy's tongue traveled lower and lower. He rimmed the spasming mouth of Vicki's pussy until it was gushing out plenty of hot, sweet cuntcream. Then he pushed his tongue right inside, filling her pussyhole with his hot, wide, wiggling tongue.
"Aaaaagh!" Vicki shouted. Jimmy's tongue felt like a little cock, pushing up her cunt that way. It was nicer titan a cock, though. It wiggled like a snake, tasting and touching every little hidden place in her hot channel.
Vicki sighed and moaned. She felt her pussy vibrate and twitch under Jimmy's wiggling tongue. She couldn't help but wish that Pete would ream out her pussy like Jimmy was doing. Jimmy seemed to enjoy wiggling his big tongue in her pussy. She could see his cock jerking in the front of his pants. Anyone could see that Jimmy was turned on too.
Vicki's mind began to whirl around in circles of delight. Lusty feeling swept through her spasming pussyhole and she wished that Pete would do this wonderful thing to her pussy. She thought about demanding that he do it. Then she sighed desolately. Pete would never do something like this. It was all she could do to get him to fuck her. He'd never agree to do something as perverted as this. Pete would think that pussy-licking was awful.
Jimmy's tongue pushed forward like a pile driver. It reamed out all the cream in Vicki's hot pussy and Jimmy swallowed eagerly. He could feel Vicki's pussywalls squeezing at his tongue. He knew that he had her good and hot. Now was the time to ask her to take care of his cock. They both could get a little fun out of this.
Jimmy's head pulled back. He grinned as Vicki let out a frustrated howl. He had stopped at just the right time. Vicki was so hot that she'd agree to anything now. All he had to do was tell her what to do.
"Why... why are you stopping?" Vicki gasped.
"Don't stop, Jimmy! My pussy's so hot I'll die if you don't lick it again!"
Jimmy laughed. "I know it is," he said. "I'd do it same more but my cock's killing me. I've got to take care of my cock before I can lick your pussy again."
"I'll do it," Vicki offered desperately. "Just tell me what to do and I'll take care of your cock while you're licking my pussy."
"Well..." Jimmy hesitated to make it look good. Vicki was saying just what he'd wanted her to. "All right, but you've got to suck it for me. I can't go back to licking your pussy unless you suck my cock at the same time."
Vicki trembled. "I... I'll do it, but I don't know how," she gasped. "Tell me how and I'll try."
"All you have to do is lick and suck it," Jimmy said. "Just lick it all over and then suck it down your throat. That'll be just fine."
Jimmy helped Vicki slide off the counter. They dropped to the floor and Jimmy hurried out of his pants. He knew he'd better move quickly before Vicki changed her mind.
Jimmy swiveled around until his cock was pointed straight at Vicki's lips. "DO it!" he demanded. "As soon as you start licking it, I'll do your pussy again."
Vicki opened her eyes wide. She stared at Jimmy's cock with an expression of fear on her face. She'd never even dreamed of doing anything like this before. She had to try it though. She wanted Jimmy's tongue up her spasming pussy again.
Vicki swallowed. She stuck out her little pink tongue tentatively and touched the side of Jimmy's big cock. It felt warm and she pressed her tongue against the rigid barrel of his cock a little harder.
"Lick it!" Jimmy demanded. "Come on, Vicki... lick it all over. Make my cock feel just as good as I did for your pussy."
Vicki closed her eyes. Site licked all the way up the side of Jimmy's cock. It didn't taste bad like she thought it would. Jimmy's cock tasted salty and hot. She sort of liked it.
"That's it!" Jimmy yelped. "That's perfect, Vicki. If you keep that up, I'll lick your pussy again."
Vicki shuddered. That was what she was hoping for. She stuck out her tongue again and licked all over Jimmy's hard dock, covering it with hot saliva. She could tell that she was doing it right. Jimmy's cock twitched and jerked under her tongue.
Even though Pete was probably a thousand miles away, Vicki began to think of him. She wondered if Pete would like it if she licked his cock like she was doing to Jimmy's. The idea was so funny she almost laughed right out loud. Of course Pete wouldn't let her do it. He might like it just fine if he ever let her try it. He wouldn't even let her touch his cock now, though. It was ridiculous to think that he might let her lick it. He'd probably think she'd gone crazy if she even suggested it.
The warm feeling in Vicki's pussy got hotter and hotter as she licked up the sides of Jimmy's big cock. The tingling in her pussy became more intense and she licked harder to try to make Jimmy hurry and lick her pussy again. She could hardly wait. She just had to feel his tongue on the pink, slippery tissues of her cunt again. It had felt so wonderful before.
Jimmy groaned softly. Vicki was really getting into licking his stiff prick. He remembered what she had said about not knowing how to do it. Vicki was a natural-born cocksucker. It was really strange that her husband hadn't asked her to do it to him. Jimmy had met Pete when he came into the truckstop with Hank. He seemed like an all right guy. He must be pretty straight, though, if he hadn't taught Vicki to lick his cock yet. It was puzzling but Jimmy didn't have time to think about it now. Vicki's tongue was nearing the tip of his cock, licking around the head with wet, hot circles. It was time to lick her pussy again. He wanted her to know that he liked what she was doing to his prick.
Jimmy grabbed Vicki's thighs and pulled them close to his face. He spread them out and grinned as Vicki started to lick harder and harder on his stiff cock.
"Suck on it now," Jimmy ordered. "If you take it into your mouth and suck really good, I'll lick your pussy again."
Vicki didn't hesitate a second. She clamped her lips down over the jerking head of Jimmy's cock and began to suck. Then she giggled in surprise. Jimmy's cock tasted really good. It tasted just as good as it smelled. It was kind of a wild taste, salty and hot. She sucked harder and harder, trying to get more and more of that tasty white juice out of the end of it.
"Aaaaah!" Jimmy yelped. Vicki's mouth was like a powerful vacuum cleaner. It felt like she was going to suck the cum out of his balls. He knew he'd have to hurry and lick her pussy before the cum came spurting out of his cock. He wanted Vicki to come, too. That was part of the bargain.
Jimmy's tongue dipped and swirled. It flashed right to the tight ring of her pussymouth and poked inside. Then it flew all the way up her shuddering cunt, sending Vicki into spasms of lusty delight.
Vicki wished that she could tell Jimmy how good his tongue felt pushing up her steamy pussychute. She didn't want to stop sucking on his cock to talk though. She sucked harder and harder trying to let him know that way.
Jimmy felt the increased pressure of Vicki's mouth. He groaned once and then he concentrated on giving her pussy a good reaming out with his tongue. It was a battle against time. He had to make her come before his jerking cock exploded.
He wanted to feel the way Vicki's pussy would squeeze and shudder when she came.
"Mmmmmph!" Vicki gasped. She ran her tongue around the tip of Jimmy's tongue and gurgled in delight. This was pure heaven. She hadn't known that it would feel so good. Sucking Jimmy's big cock was making her pussy twitch. The shudders built up in her pussy until she felt like her whole body was shaking in lusty ecstasy. There was a quivery feeling in her tummy and her pussy squeezed and twitched so hard that she was almost afraid she'd drown Jimmy in her hot juices. Her cunt had never creamed this much before. The cream gushed from her hot pussywalls and coated Jimmy's tongue. She could hear him gurgling and swallowing as her hot juices slipped down his throat.
Vicki wanted every inch of Jimmy's big cock in her mouth. She wanted to feel it hot and heavy in her throat. She was ravenous for more of his tasty cream. She wanted all of it sliding down her hot throat.
Jimmy's cock jerked harder and harder. It kept time with Vicki's snapping pussy in a symphony of lust. The kitchen began to spin around in front of Vicki's eyes and she knew that something was going to happen. She'd never felt this hot before. Jimmy's big tongue was making the shudders of pleasure consume her whole body.
"Mmmmmmph!" Vicki gasped again. Then her pussy started to jump and twitch even harder than before. Her whole body was tingling with a white-hot fire and only Jimmy's tongue could put it out.
Jimmy felt Vicki's pussy nip around the base of his tongue. He pulled it in and out of her snapping pussyhole with lightning motions, dipping in and out like a piston in a cylinder. Vicki's pussy was so wet and hot that his tongue flew in and out. He could feel her pussy muscles pulling at his tongue. It pulled so hard that Jimmy felt like his whole face was going to be pulled right into the tight snapping hole.
"Mmmmmmmph!" Vicki squealed.
"MMMMMMMMPH!"
Waves of exquisite sensation washed over her trembling body. She was racing down about in a roller coaster. She couldn't stop now. The waves of sensation in her pussy built up to a fever pitch and then the world stopped with a blinding flash of putt lust. There was a buzzing sound in her head and the waves of pleasure were so intense she thought she was going to pass out cold.
If Jimmy's tongue wouldn't have been buried in Vicki's sweet pussy, he would have laughed right out loud. It always gave him a good feeling to know that he'd made a woman come with his tongue. Vicki's cunt nipped and squeezed rhythmically around his tongue.
"Mmmmmmph!" Vicki howled again. She didn't stop sucking on Jimmy's cock though. She wanted to feel him explode in her mouth. She wanted to feel the spurts of hot cream shoot down her squeezing throat into her shuddering stomach.
Jimmy's cum boiled up in his balls and shot out. His dark red glanshole opened and his prick began spitting out burst after burst of cum straight down Vicki's throat.
Vicki was startled by the first blast of scaring cream. Then she sucked even harder. She liked it. She wanted all of Jimmy's hot cream to spurt down into her tummy.
Jimmy's cock jerked wildly. It spat and hosed again and again. It didn't stop pumping until all his cum was blasted down Vicki's throat and his balls were empty and quivering.
"Aaaaaah!" Jimmy sighed, letting his cock slip out of Vicki's cock. "That sure was good. You're a terrific cocksucker, Vicki. Really terrific."
Vicki giggled. Her pussy was still twitching weakly and her legs felt like rubber. She rolled over to the side and tried to get to her feet. She was trembling so hard that it was difficult to get up. She heard Stella's voice and she looked up dazed.
"Here," Stella laughed. "Let me help you up." Vicki teetered to her feet and grinned at Stella.
"You sure were right about pussy licking," she gasped. "I never felt anything like that in my whole life."
Stella giggled. She pushed Vicki over toward her pile of clothes and put her hands on her hips.
"It's a good thing we didn't have very many customers," she said in a mock stern voice. "I haven't run this place alone since we opened and I was beginning to think that all my help had deserted me."
Vicki blushed as she hurried to get into her clothes. "I... I guess that was a pretty long break, wasn't it?" she asked, grinning at Stella.
Stella laughed. She shoved Jimmy toward the grill. "There's a couple of orders waiting for you," she said. "It's a damn good thing the customers couldn't see in here. I wonder what they would have thought if they'd seen the cook without his pants."
Jimmy hitched up his pants and slapped two hamburgers on the grill. "You've got a break coming pretty soon, Stella. How about a little rest in the kitchen?"
Stella giggled. "I'll think about it," she replied, winking at Jimmy. "From the way Vicki's acting, a break in the kitchen must be a pretty good deal."
Chapter Six
Omaha was hell. It was dry and dirty and both Pete and Hank were glad to get inside the air-conditioned truck stop.
"What do you say we get a hotel mom with some air conditioning for tonight?" Hank suggested, sinking down into the plastic booth and groaning. "The sleeper's going to be hot all night."
"Sounds great to me," Pete replied gulping a cold glass of beer. "I never knew Omaha got this hot."
Hank moved the truck to a motel catering to truckers. There was a big parking lot in back for the rigs and both men felt better after they had a shower.
"I know a great little place to have a few drinks and some grub," Hank suggested, curbing the urge to laugh. He had already made a phone call while Pete was in the shower. It had been easy to line Pete up with a friend of the waitress he saw when he had a layover in Omaha.
Thirty minutes later Pete and Hank were in a little bar and restaurant. They finished their steaks and leaned back for some serious drinking.
"I still don't believe that I did what you said I did," Pete mumbled. He was holding his liquor a little better this time, but he still wasn't used to serious drinking.
"You saw that lipstick on your prick, didn't you?" Hank laughed. "That ought to be proof enough for you."
Pete shook his head. "I think it's all a joke," he insisted. "I don't remember doing any of those things."
Hank grinned and urged Pete to drink up. After tonight he wouldn't be able to deny anything. The girl Hank was meeting said her friend was a real sex-pot. If things worked out right Pete was going to have the time of his life.
When Hank's girl arrived alone, Hank groaned. Then he groaned again when Shirley whispered that her friend couldn't make it. They had a drink together and then Pete stood up.
"I think I'll turn in early tonight," he remarked, gazing disapprovingly at Shirley. "I've got a feeling I'm going to be doing most of the driving tomorrow."
Pete was sacked out on one of the single beds when Hank and Shirley came in. He closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. A shudder of excitement rippled through his body as he heard the rustle of clothing. He didn't think that Hank would fuck that girl right in front of him, but that sounded like that was what was happening. He heard a giggle and he pecked out cautiously.
Shirley was standing by the bed naked. Her tits gleamed in the light from the neon sign outside and she held out her arms to Hank.
"You think he'll wake up?" she whispered.
"Not a chance!" Hank answered, grabbing Shirley's ample tits. "We can always hope though. A three-way party would be fun for you, wouldn't it?"
Shirley giggled. "He looks too straight to party," she said, shrugging. "You're the boss though. If you can talk him into it, I can take care of my end of it."
Hank pushed Shirley back on the bed. He was planning on making plenty of noise tonight. He was almost positive that Pete couldn't sleep through it. He wanted to drive Pete out of his fucking skull with lust. From what Stella had told him when he called home last night, Pete was nothing to brag about in bed. Maybe he'd pick up a few pointers watching tonight.
"What do you want first tonight?" Hank asked, grinning in the darkness. He was pretty sure he knew what Shirley would answer. Shirley liked having her pussy licked more than anything. Then, after she'd come once that way, she loved to be fucked in the ass. That ought to shock the hell out of Pete. Maybe it would make him realize that there was mote to fucking than climbing on top and shoving it in and out a few times.
"Oooooh, I'm so hot," Shirley giggled. "You know what I want, lover. I want to do just what we did the last time you were here."
"Tell me," Hank insisted. "It turns me on to hear you say it, Shirley."
Shirley giggled again. "I want you to lick my hot pussy," she answered, squirming around on the bed. "Make me come that way. Then, after I come, I'll tell you what else I want."
Pete could feel his face turning red in the darkness. He couldn't understand how a man could lick a woman's pussy. It just wasn't natural. He was sure that Hank wouldn't actually do it. He knew he wouldn't, if he were Hank.
"How about you sucking my cock at the same time?" Hank suggested, slipping out of his pants and waving his cock in front of Shirley's face like a sword. "I know you like to suck cock. I can still remember the last time you did it."
Shirley giggled. "Not until you get my pussy nice and hot," she said, pouting a little. "The last time I sucked your cock you came too soon and you didn't finish my pussy off until later."
"That's just because you're such a good cocksucker," Hank laughed. "It's a deal though. I'll lick your pussy until you get nice and hot. You don't have to start on my prick until you want to."
Shirley leaned back on the bed. She spread her legs widely and put her fingers on the dark bush of her beaver.
"Can you see how hot I am?" she giggled. "My pussy's steaming already and you haven't even touched it yet."
Shirley spread her bloated cuntlips apart with her fingers. Pete opened his eyes a little wider. He didn't think that Shirley or Hank would notice him. Hank was too busy staring at Shirley's exposed pussy and Shirley wasn't paying any attention to the other bed. It was almost like she'd forgotten he was even in the room with them.
"You sure are hot!" Hank said, slipping his finger over the slippery inside of Shirley's pussy. "Look at all that juice!"
Pete's eyes opened all the way. He had to see Shirley's pussy. He wanted to look at all that pussycream with his own eyes.
Pete curbed the urge to gasp as he stared at Shirley's wet pussy. Hank hadn't been exaggerating when he said that Shirley's pussy was flooding.
Even Pete could see the pool of glistening juice that collected at the girl's tight pussy mouth.
Pete's hand moved under the covers. He pressed his palm against the swelling bump of his cock and stifled a groan. Looking at Shirley was making him hot. He knew that he shouldn't be peeking, but he couldn't seem to stop. He wanted to watch everything that Hank and Shirley did. He still couldn't believe that Hank was going to stick his tongue in that slippery wetness. The very thought made him shudder.
"Come on, lover," Shirley urged. "I can hardly wait for your big, hot tongue. Get me nice and hot, Hank. Make my pussy cream all over your face."
Hank risked a quick peek over at Pete's bed. He was sure that he saw Pete's eyes close quickly. That meant that Pete was awake. He had to put on a really good show for him.
"Turn around a little, Shirl," Hank urged, pushing the excited girl around so that her pussy faced Pete's bed. That way Pete was bound to have a perfect view of all that hot, steamy wetness. If Pete was even half-normal, the sight of Shirley's hot pussy ought to set his cock throbbing. Shirley had a beautiful pussy and Hank was going to make sure that Pete saw him lick every inch of it.
"Oooooh, hurry," Shirley moaned. "I can hardly wait to feel your big tongue sliding into my pussy."
Hank lowered his head slowly. He was going to do this nice and slow so Pete wouldn't miss a minute of the action. By the time he was through, Pete would know exactly how to treat a woman's pussy. Then all he had to do was to convince Pete that he should give Vicki the same treatment.
Hank almost chuckled as he bent down over Shirley's creamy pussy. He was sure that Pete was watching now. He saw Pete's eyes open and he sensed that Pete was wide awake. The thought that Pete was watching turned Hank on even more than he had been before. This was a pretty sneaky way of teaching Pete how to lick pussies, but it should work if Pete paid close attention.
Hank grabbed Shirley's legs and held them wide open. His fingers pinched into the soft skin of her upper thighs. Shirley didn't complain, though. She was much too excited to worry about Hank's fingers bruising her skin.
"Hurry!" Shirley moaned again. Her legs shook and her pussy creamed hotter and hotter. She didn't know why Hank was taking so long to get around to sticking his tongue in her hot pussy. It was all she could do to hold still. She wanted to grab his head and force it down between her legs.
Hank brought the tip of his wide tongue closer and closer to Shirley's cunt. He let his breath fan out over her straining tissues. He could tell that Shirl was plenty hot. The way her legs were shaking, he felt like he was lying on top of a volcano ready to erupt.
Hank's tongue streaked out. He lapped all the way tip Shirley's hot pussyslit, making her moan and twist her hips in delight. Then his tongue zeroed in on the hot little button of her clit.
"Oooooh, yes!" Shirley moaned. "Lick my clit... lick it until I come!"
Hank ran the tip of his tongue around and around the hot little bud. He pressed it down and let it pop up again. Then he flicked it back and forth, clamping it with his lips and sucking at it like Shirley's clit was a tiny little prick.
"Aaaaah!" Shirley howled. She didn't even think about Pete in the next bed. She let out a screech of pure lust and pressed on the back of Hank's head with her hand.
"Stick your tongue in all the way," she begged. "Please, Hank... fuck me with your tongue!"
Hank let his tongue slither back down the slippery gap of Shirley's cunt. He headed for the gaping hole and rimmed the tight little opening. Then the tip of his tongue dived in, tasting the sweet cream inside.
"Aaaagh!" Shirley hollered. Hank's tongue sent her into a frenzy of delight. She wiggled her hips and twisted this way and that, trying to drive his tongue deeper and deeper into her hot pussytunnel.
"In and out," she begged. "Shove it in and out. I want to come that way, Hank!"
Hank sneaked a quick glance at Pete's face. His eyes were open for sure. Pete had an absorbed expression on his face and his hands were under the blankets, moving stealthily. Hank could guess what Pete was doing. He was sure that Pete's cock was getting a good hand job. He knew that if he had been forced to watch, he would have been jerking off for sure.
Pete stared at Hank in amazed fascination. He just couldn't believe that Hank was actually shoving his tongue in and out of Shirley's pussy. Now he was sure that Hank had been lying before. Pete knew that he couldn't have done something that depraved. The lipstick on his cock must have been some sort of trick. He certainly hadn't taken part in something like this when he was drunk.
Despite his shudder of revulsion, Pete was very interested in watching Hank's big tongue pushing in and out of Shirley's cunt. Even though he knew it was wrong watching such an uninhibited display of lewdness was turning Pete on. His cock stood up stiffly under the blankets and it was all he could do to keep his hands from jerking it up and down.
"Ooooooooh." Shirley squealed. "Bring your cock down here, lover. I want to do you now. I want to suck your nice big cock."
Pete's eyes opened wide. He wanted to watch this for sure. Shirley must be a weird girl to want to do something like that. Pete couldn't imagine that anyone other than a weirdo or a hooker would suck a cock.
"Here it comes, Shirley." Hank groaned. His cock poised right over Shirley's full red mouth for an instant and she reached up and captured it with her fingers. Then she pulled it right down to her face, opening her mouth wide.
"Mmmmmm," she groaned, licking her lips and sighing suggestively. "I'm so hungry, lover. I can't hardly wait for a good taste of your delicious cock."
"Do it!" Hank hissed. His voice sounded shaky. Pete could tell that Hank was awfully excited. He could see Hank's legs shake as he lowered his body on top of Shirley.
Shirley gave her wet lips one last lick. Then she stuck out the end of her pretty little tongue and tickled Hank's balls with it lightly.
"Mmmmmmmph!" Hank grunted. His face was buried in Shirley's cunt again and he couldn't say much. He pushed his cock forward, though, urging Shirley to lick harder.
Shirley giggled. Her tongue lapped over the rough, wrinkled surface of his balls. Shirley liked the feeling of Hank's balls under her tongue. They were hot and heavy and her nose was pressed right up to the stiff pole of his cock.
Shirley licked Hank's quivering nutsacs until they were covered with a slippery hot coat of saliva. Then she moved upward, working her tongue around the stalk of his prick in circles. She could tell that Hank was getting awfully excited by the way his cock jerked as she licked. It was jerking so hard that it was hard to hold it still enough to lick. Shirley was thorough though. She made up her mind to cover every inch of Hank's big, delicious cock.
As Pete watched Shirley's tongue circle Hank's cock he felt a longing like a fire in his own stiff prick. He wanted to know what it felt like to have a tongue on his prick. He knew that it was wrong, but he wanted to do it anyway.
Pete clenched his fists under the covers. He had the insane urge to jump right out of bed and throw himself in front of Shirley's hot tongue. Maybe she'd do him, too. Then he'd know what it felt like.
Pete tried to suppress his excitement. He tried to think of Vicki and how shocked she'd be if he told her about Hank and Shirley. Then he thought about how mad she'd be if he got in on the action like he wanted to. Vicki would never understand if he let some girl lick his cock. That would be terrible. Pete was sure that Vicki had never heard of anything that perverted.
Pete sighed. He couldn't do it. He would have to be content with watching. It was the temptation of the devil in his own weak flesh. He would have to resist just like the Reverend said to do in church.
Hank saw the parade of expressions flicker across Pete's face. He knew what Pete was probably thinking. Hank hoped that watching was going to make Pete think about his straight life. He needed to get Hank loosened up before they got home. Stella had said that Vicki had just about all she could take of a straight husband like Pete.
Hank quivered as Shirley got to the top of his cock. He couldn't think about Pete anymore. His attention was drawn to Shirley's lips and what they were going to do to his jerking cockshaft.
Shirley pulled her head back. "Don't you come now," she warned. "Get my pussy to come, but don't shoot your load just yet. I've got other plans for that nice, big hot load of cum."
Hank almost shot his wad when he heard Shirley's words. He thought he knew where she wanted that big, load, of cum and he could hardly wait. He tried to concentrate on getting her pussy off quickly so that he could find out if he had guessed right. He was almost positive that Shirley wanted it in her ass and he could hardly wait. It was one of his favorite fucks, too. He loved to feel his big cock shooting up her quivering ass channel.
Hank started pushing his tongue in Shirley's pussy with new energy. He wanted to hurry and make her come. He could hardly wait for what they were going to do next.
"Mmmmmmm," Shirley moaned. She lifted her legs up and wrapped them around Hank's head. Now his tongue went even deeper. She felt the first shudders of pleasure tingle in the back of her flooding cunt. It wouldn't be long now.
Pete watched eagerly. He was sure that Hank couldn't breathe. How could he get any air with his face stuffed between Shirley's legs that way? Hank didn't appear to be suffering though. He looked like he enjoyed pressing his face tightly to Shirley's pussy.
Shirley felt Hank's cock pulse. She spit it out of her mouth quickly. She knew that Hank was close to coming and that would spoil all her plans. She wasn't ready for a load of hot cum down her throat. It would be nice, but she had other, sexy plans for tonight.
"Ooooooh!" Shirley moaned. "I'm close, lover. My pussy's almost ready to explode. Tongue-fuck me good and I'll give you a real treat as soon as my pussy comes."
Hank shoved his tongue in and out. It drilled deep into Shirley's, flooding cunt sending the girl into spasms of delight. He could feel her pussy shuddering and shaking with the lunges of his big, hot tongue. Shirley was almost there. Just a few minutes more and he would get his treat for the evening. He could hardly wait to see how Pete reacted to that.
"Aanaaaah! Yes... it's coming!" Shirley shrieked.
She locked her legs around Hank's neck and quivered all over. Her pussy was boiling hot and it was shuddering so hard it felt like it would pull Hank's long tongue out at the roots. When Shirley came, site really came hard. Hank's tongue drilled more and more forcefully until Shirley's shrieks were a continuous wail of delight.
"I'm coming!" Shirley gasped. "Oh, yes! Feel my pussy explode, lover. Feel it come around your big tongue."
Hank thrust his tongue in one more time. Shirley's pussy felt like a vat of boiling oil. She let out a scream of pure lust and then she was coming, gurgling out her pleasure in incoherent cries of passion.
Hank didn't stop thrusting with his tongue until Shirley's pussy had stopped trembling. Then he drew back his tongue and laughed.
"How did you like that?" he asked, laughing in glee. "That was a good one, huh, Shirl?"
"Yessss," Shirley gasped. She rolled over on the bed and got on her hands and knees.
"You know what I want now, don't you?" she asked. "Let's do what we did the last time. I just love to fuck that way."
"Tell me what you want," Hank urged. "Say it out loud, Shirl. I want to hear you say it."
It was true that Hank wanted to hear Shirley say the words. It wasn't for him, though. He had another purpose for making Shirley say what they were going to do out loud. He wanted Pete to liar. Hank had to make sure that Pete knew exactly what was going to happen. That would make Pete even more excited. It ought to shock him right out of his straight ideas.
"Fuck me in the ass," Shirley begged. "I want you to shove your nice big prick right up my second pussy and fuck me there. I love your cock in my shitchute, lover. I want to be stuffed full of prick."
Hank saw Pete jerk. He knew that Pete must be shocked right out of his head. Pete wasn't the type of guy to know about ass-fucking. Hank was almost positive that Pete hadn't ever heard of it before.
Pete tried to control the urge to gasp in shock. He just couldn't believe that Hank and Shirley would do what she said. It was just too weird. A prick wouldn't fit in a small, tight hole like that. Pete was sure of it. Shirley had said it though. She had begged for it. Pete's eyes opened all the way and he watched curiously. He was sure that they couldn't do it. The human body wasn't built for something like that. Nobody could shove a prick up a tiny little asshole. It just wasn't natural.
Shirley giggled. She spread her legs apart and her butt waved back and forth enticingly. She could hardly wait to feel Hank's big cock sliding up her shitchute. She really did love it that way. It was her favorite way to fuck.
"Hurry, lover," site urged, reaching behind her and spreading her asscheeks with her fingers. "My little asshole can hardly wait to feel your big cock stuffing it. Shove it in, Hank... hurry!"
Hank held his cock in his hand. He turned Shirley to the side, a little so that Pete could see perfectly. He didn't want Pete to miss any of this. He was sure that Pete would be watching. How could he help it? This would be a new experience for Pete.
Hank pressed his cockhead right up against the shimmering mounds of Shirley's ass. He could see her little pink asshole winking at him. This was Shirley's favorite way to fuck. She always went wild when there was a big cock sliding up her shitchute. That was exactly what Hank wanted. They would give Pete a real show. He was sure that Pete wouldn't be able to stick to the straight and narrow after he'd seen something as sexy as Shirley with a cock up her ass.
"Now," Shirley moaned. Her voice sounded low and sexy. Hank felt her little asshole pulling at the head of his cock. This part of it always amazed him, too. He didn't see how a tiny little hole like that could accommodate a big cock like his. It stretched, though. Hank had found that out for himself the last time he'd fucked Shirley in the ass.
It was one of the best fucks he'd ever had. Her asshole was much tighter than her pussy -- tight and hot. It squeezed around his prick until he almost lost his mind with pleasure.
Hank began to push forward slowly. He felt Shirley's asshole stretch and the tip of his cock dipped inside. It felt like the head of his cock was being squeezed in a vine covered with hot silk. It was even better than that though. Shirley's shitter contracted ad squeezed so deliciously that it seemed to pull his cock right in.
"Awwwww!" Hank groaned. Shirley's asshole felt wonderful around his rigid cockhead. Her as muscles wiggled and tickled at the tip of his cock until Hank couldn't help but it in farther.
"Oooooo... it's stuffing me!" Shirley squealed. Her butt rolled from side to side as she tried to get all of Hank's wide cockshaft into her tight little bolt.
"Push, it in all the way," she urged. "Come on, Hank. Give me a whole ass full of your hard cock."
Pete felt his mouth fly open in surprise. He could sac that Hank had the head of his cock inside Shirley's bunghole. He could have sworn that it wouldn't fit. He was sure that Shirley was going to howl in pain as Hank's cock slid in deeper and deeper. She didn't, though. There was a anile on her face and her legs were trembling in lust. She liked Hank's big cock in her tiny butthole.
Hank's cock we almost halfway in now and Shirley was still begging for more. Pete could hardly believe his own eyes. Hank's big cock was being swallowed by Shirley's hot asshole. It was the most incredible sight he had ever seen. It made him shiver all over with lust, just watching. His prick was jerking uncontrollably too. Pete was almost afraid that his cock was going to come without him even touching it.
"All the way!" Shirley begged. "Push hard, lover... get every bit of your cock in my ass!"
Hank's balls tightened with ecstasy. Shirley's ass was incredibly hot and tight. He could feel the cum start to boil in his swollen balls and he lunged forward with a mighty push, sending his cock flying in Shirley's asshole until he was buried right up to the root.
"Aaaaaah, yes!" Shirley moaned. She wiggled her buttcheeks from side to side and groaned happily. Hank's cock was jerking and pulsing in her tight butt. She could tell that he was close to coming and she wanted to feel his hot cream soak her asshole. She wiggled her hips harder, trying to milk his cock with the sides of her asschute.
"Ooooh, Jesus!" Hank yelped. His balls jerked and he clenched his fists to keep from coming. He wanted to hold off a little. He wanted to enjoy every second of this tight, hot assfuck.
Shirley realized that Hank was trying to keep from coming. She wanted it now though. She reached back with her fingers and found the tight sacs of Hank's nearly-bursting balls. Then she squeezed them with her fingers, urging him to shoot right up her shuddering ass.
"Awwwwww!" Hank bawled again. He couldn't stop now. Shirley's fingers were milking the cum right out of his balls. He had to shoot. He couldn't hold out any longer.
"Give it to me!" Shirley wailed. "Give me a nice hot enema with your cockcream. I want to feel it shoot up my ass, lover. Shoot your cock right in my hot shitter."
Hank shook his head back and forth. He had to let go. Shirley's ass was squeezing the cum right out of his cock. He let out a mighty yell of surrender and his balls started to pump.
"Aaaaah, YES!" Shirley shouted. She squeezed Hank's balls harder with her fingers. The first searing blast of cum ripped loose and flew up her trembling shitchute and she howled and groaned with joy. Hank was coming in her asshole. It was so hot and slippery that Shirley fell forward, resting on her full tits on the mattress. She wiggled her ass high in the air and let Hank's hot cum ripple up her ass. Her pussy trembled and spasmed. She couldn't help but come when Hank fucked her this way. Having his cock shoot up her shitchute set off crashing waves of orgasm in her pussy.
"Aaaagh!" Shirley yelled. "AAAAAGH!"
Hank pounded his cock in deeply. He felt the tight muscles of Shirley's asschannel grip the sides of his cockshaft. Her ass was stripping the cum out. He blasted and blasted until his balls were dry and then he sank down on top of Shirley with a satisfied sigh.
Hank felt his mind slow down. He rolled off Shirley's warm body and started to doze off in contented slumber. He barely had the energy to open one eye to give a last peek at Pete.
Pete was lying there on his back. His eyes were open and he was staring at Shirley's gleaming, trembling asscheeks. He could see the glistening trails of cum dripping down her quivering assglobes. The sight made him so hot that he couldn't help himself. His cock was so big and hard that he had to get some relief.
Pete thought about jumping out of bed and demanding that Shirley let him fuck her ass, too. He didn't have quite that much nerve, though. His hand crept down to his swollen, hard prick and he began to jerk it up and down quickly, hoping that no one would see what he was doing.
Pete's cock swelled. He tried to imagine what it was like to fuck Shirley's asshole. It must have been good. Hank had come so quickly that he barely had time to shove forward a couple of times before the cum raced out of the tip of his prick.
Pete tried to imagine how tight it would be if he drove his hard cock into Shirley's asshole. It would be hot too. The image was so exciting he forgot all about being quiet. He sighed loudly and beat his cock back and forth with his hand. It didn't do any harm to imagine what it would be like. That wasn't a sin. It was only a sin if he actually did it.
Pete thought of Vicki. He bet that Vicki's asshole would be even tighter than Shirley's. He was sure that Vicki had never done anything like that. She was a virgin when he married her and she wasn't the kind of woman to play around with another man. Vicki's asshole would be cherry... a lot tighter than Shirley's. It would be as hot as a boiling bubbling volcano. His cock would stretch it out and Vicki would love it, once she got used to it.
Pete's cock swelled up so hard that he could barely get his fingers around it. He thought of the way Shirley had hollered and begged for more. Vicki would do that too. She'd beg him to shove his big cock all the way in her asshole.
Pete held his breath. His cock jerked in his hand. He thought about getting a Kleenex too late. There wasn't time now. His cock was ready to burst and he couldn't hold it any longer.
"Mmmmmmgh!" Pete groaned. His cock swelled and his balls started to pump. His cum splattered out against the sheet and he worked his cock up and down until it finally stopped pumping. Then he rolled over to a dry place in the bed and fell asleep, still thinking about fucking Vicki's chewy asshole.
Chapter Seven
Stella pushed her hair back from her forehead and glanced at her wristwatch. She still had another two hours to go before she could go home. It was time for a break, though. Maybe that would help some.
Stella had been having trouble ever since she had seen Jimmy lick Vicki's pussy. Her own pussy was twitching and creaming and she felt like she was going to die if she didn't get some cock soon. There was nothing to do about it, though. It was only the second night that Hank had been gone. She still had almost two weeks to go before he would be back to take care of her hot pussy.
Stella told Vicki that she was taking her break and poured herself a cup of coffee in the kitchen. "Did Linda Sue get back?" she asked, grinning at Jimmy.
Jimmy looked tired. He grinned back and pointed to the dark circles under his eyes.
"She sure did!" he replied emphatically. "That's why I'm so tired tonight. Linda Sue wanted to fuck all night and this morning I felt like I'd been through a world war."
Stella laughed and propped her feet up on a stool. Then she laughed even harder as she saw Jimmy's cock harden in the front of his pants.
"What's all that about?" she teased. "I thought you were so tired but that bulge in the front of your pants looks like you're in great shape."
Jimmy's face turned red. "That's always the way it is," he answered, blushing even harder. "The more I get, the more I want. How about it, Stella? Do you want a nice break?"
Stella felt a rush of hot cream soak her sore pussytissues. She'd played with her pussy so much last night that it was sore. She still wasn't satisfied, though. Maybe she had the same problem that Jimmy had. The more she got, the more she wanted.
Stella was still considering Jimmy's proposal when he took matters into his own hands. He leaned over and flipped her skirt up. Then his hand closed around the moist mound of her pussy and he slipped his finger over the soaked crotch of her panties.
"Looks like you need a little fucking," he announced. "Why don't we tell Vicki to watch things out front and have ourselves a quickie? I think you'd like it, Stella."
Stella had been all set to refuse when Jimmy had reached out for her pussy. She couldn't seem to get the words out of her mouth now though. She was just too hot to refuse. She needed a man and Jimmy was right then, willing and ready. She'd be a fool to say no.
"Tell Vicki," Stella agreed quickly, before she could change her mind. "I'm so hot I've got to do something. Hurry up and tell her. My pussy's burning up, I'm so hot."
Jimmy rushed off with a big grin on his face. Stella watched him push through the swinging doors to the front part of the restaurant. Then she unzipped the back of her uniform with trembling fingers. By the time Jimmy got back she was standing there naked.
Jimmy whistled. "You've sure got a nice bod," he said, staring at her trembling tits with amazement. "I don't see how that old man of yours can leave you alone for two weeks. He must be out of his mind."
"Oh Hank gets plenty of action on the road," Stella remarked casually. "He always said that I could do the same thing if I got desperate."
Stella giggled. "Hurry up, Jimmy. I think I'm desperate this time. I can hardly wait to feel your big cock in my pussy."
Jimmy shed his clothes with lightning speed. "Let me taste your pussy first," he said, lifting her up to the counter where he had placed Vicki the night before. "I just love to eat pussy and yours looks like it's going to be great."
Stella trembled wildly as Jimmy's head came closer and closer to her hot pussy. Her legs spread apart like they were trained to do so, and her face turned pink with excitement.
"Hurry!" she begged. "I'm so hot, Jimmy. I'm so hot I can hardly wait!"
Jimmy placed his hands on either side of Stella's hot pussy. He pushed her legs apart even farther and bent down, breathing heavily through his mouth. He just couldn't believe his good luck. Last night Vicki, and now Stella. Working at the truck stop sure had some great fringe benefits.
Stella's legs quivered as Jimmy's hot breath puffed out against her wet pussylips. She could hardly wait for his tongue to slip out. She knew how good that would feel. Her pussy was itching for some good tongue-fucking and from what Vicki said, Jimmy was an expert.
Stella wasn't prepared for the jolt of sensation she felt when Jimmy's tongue slipped past her puffy pussylips. It felt so good that she squealed right out loud. Her pussy was still sore and puffy from finger-fucking so much last night, but Jimmy's tongue washed away all the soreness and made her cunt glow.
"Aaaaah!" Stella gasped, almost sliding right off the counter. "Oh, yes, Jimmy... oh yes!"
Jimmy pinned happily. It was good that he'd learned how to lick pussy so well from Linda Sue. It was really coming in handy. He'd make Stella's pussy feel really good with his tongue. Then he'd try to get her to let him fuck her. He was pretty sure that he'd be successful. He didn't think Stella would refuse if he got her pussy hot enough.
Jimmy ran his tongue right up the slippery slit of Stella's wet pussy. He flicked it across her quivering clit and pressed on the little sensitive bud with his tongue.
"Aaaagh!" Stella squealed. It felt so wonderful that she was completely out of her mind with passion. Jimmy's tongue was flipping her love button back and forth and her whole pussy quivered in lusty delight. It was just what she needed. She had been a fool to hold out for so long.
Jimmy's tongue dithered and whirled. It felt better than her fingers. It even felt better than the dildo she had loaned to Vicki. Jimmy's tongue was fantastic and Stella was almost ready to come.
Stella slid forward a little farther. She wanted to make it easy for Jimmy to reach every inch of her trembling pussy. She could hardly wait until he pushed his tongue right into the mouth of her snapping cunt. That would feel wonderful.
Jimmy made his tongue wide and flat. He lapped up all the cream in Stella's pussy and smacked his lips hungrily. Stella's pussy tasted just great. Jimmy was amazed at how every pussy he licked tasted a little bit different. They were all good but Stella's was simply super. He lapped eagerly, not wanting to miss a drop of her juices.
Stella felt her head start to whirl in lusty circles. She could hear the noises of the restaurant behind her. Men wee laughing and talking. It was even more exciting knowing that not one of them knew what was happening in the kitchen.
Stella wanted Jimmy's tongue in her hot cunt now. She opened her mouth to tell him but he was already there, flashing his tongue around the tight nipping ring.
"Yesss," she whined. "Shove your tongue in, Jimmy. Fuck my hot pussyhole with your tongue."
Jimmy didn't wait for a second invitation. Stella was ready for a little fast tongue-fucking. Jimmy loved that part of it just as much as Stella did. He loved to feel his tongue slipping into a hot cunt.
Jimmy's tongue plunged in. He drove in deeply, feeling the wetness and the heat of Stella snapping, shaking pussychannel. It felt like her pussy was squeezing his tongue so hard that it pulled it right in. Stella had the hottest pussy he'd ever tongue-fucked.
"Harder," Stella urged. "In and out, Jimmy... make me come! It feels so good I can hardly stand it."
Jimmy's tongue drove in deeper and deeper. It pushed in Stella's hot, snapping pussytunnel all the way to the back. It felt like millions of tiny fingers were pulling at his tongue, urging it deeper. Jimmy couldn't help but wander what it would feel like if his cock was in Stella's pussy instead of his tongue. He could tell that it would be great. If Stella's pussy was nipping that hard at his tongue, it would feel great if it was snapping around his cock in the same way.
Jimmy felt his cock begin to ache. He kept imagining Stella's pussy wrapped around his cock. He couldn't even think of anything else. He had to see if she'd let him sink his cock in her tight, mapping pussyhole. He just had to try it.
Jimmy drew his tongue out of Stella's pussy. He pulled her down off the counter and she did to the floor.
"I don't want you to stop, Jimmy!" Stella groaned. "Do it again. Hurry... my pussy's getting ready to come."
"Let me fuck you," Jimmy rasped. "Come on, Stella. It'll feel even better. Then I can get off too."
Stella grinned. She should have known that Jimmy couldn't stand there with a hard-on, licking her pussy forever. Of course be wanted some thrills for his big prick, too.
"All right," she groaned. "Just hurry, Jimmy. My pussy's burning up!"
Jimmy reached out and grabbed Stella's big tits. He squeezed them in his hands as he crawled over her. Then he pointed his big cock right at the entrance to her pussyhole and pushed forward.
"Aaaaah!" Stella moaned. Her pussyhole stretched around Jimmy's big prick. She was so wet and hot that Jimmy's cock slid in easily, delving straight to the back of her quivering pussychannel, making her gasp in pleasure.
"Ooooooh," Stella groaned. She could feel the head of Jimmy's prick pressing right up against the soft, hotness of her womb. It felt wonderful. She could hardly wait until he started driving it in and out.
"Fuck me!" Stella cried. She raised her legs up in the air and wrapped them around Jimmy's sweaty back. That made her pussy open up all the way and Jimmy's cock plunged in deeper.
"Ah! Hot!" Jimmy gasped. He'd never felt anything quite like Stella's pussy before. Her cunt seemed to be bubbling inside with flooding, burning cream. He began to thrust his cock in and out and the way that Stella's cunt gripped his cock made him moan in ecstatic delirium.
"Harder!" Stella begged. "Give my hot pussy a real fucking, Jimmy. Fuck me hard. I just love to be fucked hard."
Jimmy plunged in faster and faster until he was reaming out her pussy channel.
"Aaaagh!" Stella squealed. Her pussy felt so good she couldn't help raising her pussy even higher. Jimmy's big prick was pounding harder and harder now and Stella felt wave after wave of pleasure run through her body.
Stella heard the jingle of the bell on the front door of the restaurant. Most of the customers were leaving. It was fairly quiet out there now and Stella tried to stifle her cries of pleasure. She didn't want any of the customers to picas what was going on in here. That wouldn't be good for business.
The floor was cold under Stella's hot buttcheeks. She wiggled her hips to fly to warm up her cold ass. The harder she wiggled the more it seemed to turn Jimmy on. He kept pounding his cock into her pussy, harder and deeper with each plunging thrust.
Stella frowned. It was awfully quiet out front. She didn't know what was going on but she didn't really care. Jimmy's pounding cock was driving out the thought of anything else. Nothing could disturb her fuck now. Absolutely nothing!
Chapter Eight
The last two customers had paid their bills when Vicki noticed a pretty red-headed running toward the front of the truck stop. The girl was obviously in a hurry. She pushed through the door and ran straight up to Vicki.
"I've got to get to Jimmy!" she cried. "I got a call from a friend of his. He won the big baseball pool at Harry's place!"
Vicki looked stunned. She gulped as she remembered what Jimmy was doing in the kitchen with Stella. She couldn't let the girl back there. She had to keep her out front talking somehow until Stella came out.
"You must be Linda Sue," Vicki said quickly. "You're Jimmy's girl friend, right?"
"That's right," the girl said, grinning happily. "I can hardly wait to tell Jimmy. Is he in the kitchen?"
"Uh... no!" Vicki gasped, her mind whirling for a plausible explanation.
"He... he and Stella had to rush out to get something for the restaurant. I... I guess they ran out of something. They didn't tell me. They just said to lock up and they'd be right back."
Vicki locked the door quickly and turned up the closed sign. Then she poured Linda Sue a cup of coffee. She hoped that Stella and Jimmy wouldn't make any noise in the kitchen. Then Linda Sue would catch on for sure.
"What did Jimmy win?" Vicki asked, trying to keep Linda Sue talking. "Was it a lot of money?"
"It wasn't money at all," Linda Sue replied, her eyes sparkling. "Jimmy won the prize. He guessed the total score exactly on the nose. He won a brand new motorcycle!"
"Wow!" Vicki gasped. "That sure is good news. I bet Jimmy'll be thrilled to death."
"He can go down and pick it up in the morning. It's the big kind with all the extras on it. He even gets a sidecar for me to ride in."
Just is Linda Sue stopped speaking, there was the sound of a giggle from the kitchen. Linda Sue looked puzzled and she cocked her head toward the sound.
"I thought nobody was here," she said, beginning to look suspicious.
"Uh... they must have left the radio on," Vicki explained, trying not to look guilty. "You stay here. I'll go back there and turn it off."
There was another sound from the kitchen. There was no mistaking it this time. It was Stella, groaning in pleasure as Jimmy cocked her.
"It must be one of those weird records they always play this time of night," Vicki said, rushing toward the kitchen. "Pour yourself another cup of coffee. I'll just shut it off and be right back."
Linda Sue stood up. She watched Vicki go through the swinging door of the kitchen and she started off after her. There was something funny going on here. Linda Sue was sure those weird noises didn't come from a radio. She wanted to find out what was going on in the kitchen for herself.
Linda Sue, stood close to the kitchen door. She could hear whispering and a muffled exclamation. She was sure that it was Jimmy's voice she heard. She pushed open the kitchen door and gasped.
There was Jimmy all right. He was just climbing off someone lying on the floor. He was naked and his cock was sticking straight up toward the ceiling. Linda Sue was even more shocked when she recognized the woman that Jimmy had been fucking. It was Stella, his boss!
"Oh, Jesus!" Jimmy groaned. "Just a second, Linda Sue... don't fly off the handle. I can explain everything!"
At first Linda Sue was so mad she couldn't see straight. The sight of Jimmy cowering and trying to cover his prick with his hands was too funny for her to stay mad for long, though. Linda Sue had a good sense of humor and the whole thing started to strike her as being really hilarious.
"Oooooh, shit!" Linda Sue groaned. Then she started giggling. She laughed even harder as Vicki and Stella stared at her in disbelief. They couldn't believe that she wasn't mad.
"I... I'm sorry, Linda Sue," Stella stuttered, reaching for her clothes. "It's all my fault. I... I guess I was just too horny and I asked Jimmy to help me out while Hank is gone."
Linda Sue giggled even harder. Finally she managed to calm down enough to speak.
"Did you get it all taken care of?" she asked, laughing again.
"Uh... no," Stella admitted. "You came in before we had a chance to finish."
Linda Sue sat down on the stool and crossed her legs. Then she glared at Jimmy who was desperately trying to get back into his uniform.
"You mean you're going to stop and leave Stella high and dry?" she asked, grinning at him. "That isn't how I taught you to do it, Jimmy. The woman is always supposed to get satisfied lint, remember?"
Jimmy nodded. He looked a little ashamed of himself. "Yeah," he replied. "But what can I do about it now? I can't fuck Stella right in front of you, can I?"
"I don't see why not," Linda Sue answered, winking at Stella. "I won't be mad at you if you do a really good job. Poor Stella doesn't have a man while Hank's gone. If you're going to fuck her, you'd better make sure she has a good time."
Jimmy started to grin. "Sure thing, Linda Sue!" he gasped. "You're not going to be mad if I do it right?"
"I won't be mad at all," Linda Sue answered. "I might even decide that I want to get in on a little of the action. You wouldn't mind that, would you Stella?"
Stella started to laugh. "I think that'd be just fine," she said. "Why don't you let Jimmy lick your pussy while he finishes fucking me. That sounds like fun."
"If Jimmy does a real job licking my pussy, maybe I'll tell him my good news," Linda Sue giggled. "Not until he gives me a real good pussy-licking, though."
Vicki sat down on a stool... She just couldn't believe that all this was happening. Jimmy was going to take care of two women at once. She could hardly wait to see if he did it right. The thought made her own pussy begin to cream.
"You get on the bottom, Jimmy," Linda Sue ordered, slipping out of her clothes and adding them to the pile on the floor. "Then Stella can ride your cock and I can sit on your face. You better make bath of us come before you shoot your load, though. Otherwise I won't tell you the good news I just got."
Jimmy was too turned on to be curious about Linda Sue's good news. He had always dreamed of fucking two women at once, but he'd never mentioned it to Linda Sue. He was afraid that she'd be jealous. Now she was actually encouraging him to do it. This really was his lucky night.
"I'll tell you if Jimmy isn't doing a good job on my pussy," Linda Sue said, winking at Stella. "Then you can stop moving until he does better."
"Make him start licking your pussy first," Stella suggested. "That way he won't get carried away with fucking me."
Linda Sue squatted over Jimmy's face. She lowered her pussy until she was kneeling on the floor, one knee on either side of his face.
"Get your tongue going good, Jimmy," Linda Sue cautioned. "You don't get any of Stella's nice hot pussy unless you give me a good tongue fucking."
Vicki's hot pussy twitched and creamed as she watched Jimmy's tongue flick out. She remembered what it had felt like when he had done that very same thing to her. Her eyes glazed with lust as she saw Jimmy's pink tongue flicker across the bud of Linda Sue's clit. She could see how much Linda Sue liked that. Her pussy was creaming so hard that slippery drops of juice oozed out of Linda Sue's pussymouth and splashed down on Jimmy's face.
Jimmy was really warming up to his task now.
He flicked Linda Sue's clit harder and harder.
Finally, when she was quivering and jerking with lust, he slipped his tongue down her wet slit and tickled the mouth of her cunt with the tip of his tongue.
"Show it in, Jimmy!" Linda Sue squealed. "It's not going to take me long. I've been hot all night, waiting for you to come home."
Jimmy's tongue disappeared from sight, right up Linda Sue's pulsing pussymouth. Linda Sue looked like she was sitting on a hot wire. Her whole body jerked as Jimmy's tongue probed her hot pussychute.
"You can fuck him now," Linda Sue squealed. "Drop your pussy down, Stella. I think Jimmy's doing just tine."
Stella straddled Jimmy's body. She aimed her pussy right at the hard stalk of his prick and jammed it down as hard as she could.
"Ooooooh!" she squealed. "That feels good!"
Vicki watched Stella wiggle around on Jimmy's big prick. It was the sexiest sight she'd ever seen. She wished that there was room for her but she couldn't figure out where. There was nothing for her to do but watch.
Suddenly Vicki had an idea. There was something she could do. She could snuggle close to Jimmy and make him bring her pussy off with his fingers. That would be a lot more fun than just watching.
Vicki moved quickly. She slid down next to Jimmy so that her pussy was within easy reach of his hand.
"Do me, too, Jimmy," she begged. "Fingerfuck my pussy at the same time. I want to come, too."
Stella felt Jimmy's prick lurch in her pussy. The thought of fucking three lusty women at once must be really turning him on. His cock felt bigger and harder as his fingers reached out for Vicki's pussy. Vicki gasped. Jimmy's fingers felt wonderful on her moist pussylips. She felt him reach for her clit and she moved closer. He knew just the right places to touch to make her pussy snap and cream.
"Aaaaa!" Stella groaned. She lifted her pussy off Jimmy's cock a little. She could feel that, he was getting ready to come. That couldn't happen yet. Linda Sue had made him promise to make both of them come first. Jimmy wasn't going to shoot in her pussy until all of them had come. She was going to make sure he didn't.
Jimmy's fingers plunged into Vicki's hot cunt. He held three fingers together like a big cock and shoved them in and out. The sensations were so intense that Vicki trembled. It was fantastic. She wanted to come tight along with Stella and Linda Sue.
"Aaaaaaah, yes!" Linda Sue howled. "I'm almost ready to come. Come on Stella... you and Vicki have to come at the same time. Then we can let Jimmy shoot."
Vicki felt her pussy snap at Jimmy's plunging fingers. She was almost ready. Just a few more lunges and she would be ready to come.
"I... I'm almost there too!" she gasped. "Come on Stella. Fuck him hard now!"
Stella dipped her hips down. She pound her pussy on Jimmy's big cock and made her pussymuscles snap and grind. She could feel her orgasm building.
"Nooooww!" Linda Sue yelled. She twisted her pussy back and forth on Jimmy's tongue and squealed in delight. "Here it is!" she screamed. "I'm coming right now!"
Linda Sue's cry seemed to loose a flood of pussycream from Vicki's pussy. She began to shiver and shake. Then the thrills started to race through her pussy too, and a crashing climax made her squeal and groan with pleasure.
"I'm coming!" she gasped. "Here it is... I'm coming with Jimmy's fingers in my pussy!"
Stella's pussy contracted. Her cunt spasmed. The thrills started coming faster and faster and before she knew what was happening, she was soaking Jimmy's big prick with hot creamy juices.
"I... I can't hold it any longer!" Jimmy moaned, feeling Stella's pussy come around his hard cock. "Can I come now?"
"Yes!" Linda Sue squealed. "Shoot now, Jimmy. Fill up Stella's pussy with your cum!"
Jimmy's cock lurched. His balls began to pump and the tip of his cock exploded. Burst after burst of hot cream shot up Stella's shuddering cunt until it was filled full of his cum.
"Wow!" Jimmy groaned, he shut his eyes and sighed blissfully. "That was really super! Did all of you really come?"
Stella burst into giggles. "I sure did!" she replied.
"So did I!" Linda Sue, answered.
Vicki nodded, her head and blushed. It was the strangest thing she'd ever done but it had been real fun. She grinned down at Jimmy and then she remembered why Linda Sue had come down to the truckstop in the first place.
"You've got to tell Jimmy your good news," she reminded Linda Sue. "I can hardly wait to see his face when he finds out."
"You know that baseball pool you entered?" Linda Sue asked, winking at Stella and Vicki. "Well... you won first prize. You and I can go pick up the motorcycle in the morning."
Jimmy's mouth fell open. Then he started to laugh. "And I thought this was my lucky day before!" he groaned. "Jesus! If I get any luckier, they're going to have to haul me away on a stretcher!"
Linda Sue giggled. "I think I'll stay down here and help until you finish your shift. I bet that Stella and Vicki would like to help us celebrate."
"We can always celebrate by taking turns with Jimmy in the kitchen," Stella suggested. She was only kidding but she laughed when Linda Sue's eyes lit up.
"That's a fantastic idea!" she said, patting Stella on the back. "Vicki has the first turn, I get the second and you get the third."
Jimmy shrugged. "Remember what I said about the stretcher?" he asked. "Well, I think you'd better send for it now."
Chapter Nine
Vicki was so nervous when she heard the truck pull in that she could hardly breathe. She knew it was all set up, but she was still a little worried. What if Pete didn't cooperate? Then all her fun would be nipped off in the bud.
Stella slipped an arm around Vicki's shoulder. "Don't worry," she said. "Hank's sure it'll work. I talked to him last night and he said that Pete's really changed this trip."
Five minutes later Pete was on his way to Linda Sue's apartment. Jimmy, Stella and Vicki piled into Hank's car. They were supposed to give Linda Sue twenty minutes to get it all set up. They had the key to the apartment. They were going to let themselves in quietly and watch the action.
"Pete didn't seem to be suspicious when I told him be had to go pick up Linda Sue, did be?" Vicki asked nervously.
Hank chuckled. "It's perfectly reasonable," he assured her. "Pete heard Stella say that you couldn't get off work until Linda Sue came to replace you. He's going to be convinced you're all tied up at the truckstop."
"Linda Sue can do her part," Jimmy announced proudly. "She can seduce anyone."
Vicki was still worried when they pulled up in front of the apartment. "I hope they're in the bedroom where they're supposed ta be," she whispered. "I'd hate to walk in on them in the living room."
"Linda Sue's got it all under control by now," Stella said confidently. "Pete's probably fucking his balls off by now."
Pete was pretty shocked when Linda Sue met him at the door in a thin robe.
"I... I'm supposed to pick you up for work," he stammered. "Vicki said your car didn't work."
Linda Sue smiled. "That's right, honey. Why don't you just pour yourself a drink while I slip on my uniform. It should just take me a minute."
Pete poured himself a drink. He was a little rattled thinking about how Linda Sue had looked in her robe. He had seen her titties jutting right out like ripe melons from the front of her nearly transparent robe. He gulped down the drink and poured another.
Pete had been thinking about fucking ever since he had watched Hank with Shirley. She couldn't seem to erase the image of Hank's big cock sliding into Shirley's asshole from his mind. Pete had tried everything. He'd taken cold showers, tried to think about the church, everything. Nothing seemed to do any good.
Pete downed another drink and glanced at his watch. He wondered what was taking Linda Sue so long to get ready. He wanted to hurry and take her to the truckstop. Then he could take Vicki home.
"Pete!" Linda Sue called. "I'm almost ready, but I need my uniform. It's hanging behind the door in the living room closet. Would you bring it here please?"
Pete jumped up. The sooner Linda Sue got dressed the better it would be. He could hardly wait to get out of here and back to the diner. He could hear the rustling of clothes in the bedroom and he smelled a faint, stirring perfume. He rushed to the bedroom door with the uniform and knocked politely.
Linda Sue opened the door immediately. She stood there completely naked and took the uniform from Pete's trembling hand. Then she giggled seductively.
Pete's mouth dropped open. He couldn't help but stare at Linda Sue's magnificent tits. They were even bigger than he'd thought at first. They stuck straight out like two ripe melons, the nipples hard.
Pete stood there frozen for an instant. Then all the desire that he'd felt thinking about Hank and Shirley and remembering the sexy things they had done returned. He reached out and grabbed Linda Sue's tits, moaning like a man in pain.
"Mmmmmm," Linda Sue moaned, letting her lush body fall against him. "This is a lot better than going to work. That feels so good, Pete. Why don't you play with my titties a little bit before I put on this uniform?"
Pete knew that he should resist. He shook his head to try to clear it, but it had absolutely no effect. The perfume that Linda Sue was wearing drifted up to surround him and he grabbed her tits even harder, squeezing the round, full mounds with lusty fingers.
"Suck them," Linda Sue begged, backing up until she was bumping the bed with the back of her knees. She pulled Pete down on the bed and she began to fumble with the zipper on his pants.
"Awww!" Pete moaned. He was about to resist but Linda Sue pulled his head right down to her tits, weaving them over his face seductively.
Pete felt his cock harden even mart. Then he felt Linda Sue pull it out and the hard shaft rubbed up against the creamy skin of her thighs. Pete was a strong man but he couldn't resist something like this. He knew he shouldn't be in the bedroom with Linda Sue, but it was too me. His cock we setting the pace for the action now and it wanted to push right in between Linda Sue's hot, soft thighs and dip into the moist hole of her pussy.
Pete's mouth opened hungrily. He licked and sucked at the nipples on Linda Sue's full tits, tickling them with his tongue and chewing happily. It felt so wonderful he didn't know why he hadn't tried it before. His mouth was full of her hot, creamy tit flesh and his mind began to whirl with lusty thoughts. Maybe Linda Sue would let him do some of the things he'd seen Hank do. Maybe he could lick Linda Sue's pussy and make her wild with lust like Hank had done with Shirley.
Linda Sue glinted softly. It seemed like she could read Pete's muddled mind.
"Would you like to lick my pussy?" she asked in a low, husky voice. "If you take care of my hot pussy, I'd suck your cock. You'd like that, wouldn't you Pete?"
A flood of excitement swept all Pete's inhibitions away. How could he pass up an opportunity like this? He could remember everything that Hank had done when he licked Shirley's pussy. He was sure that he could do it well enough so that Linda Sue would be satisfied. Then Pete thought about what Linda Sue had promised. She was going to suck his cock if he took care of her pussy. The thought made his cock jerk and stiffen. Now he'd know what it felt like to jam his cock in a woman's hot mouth. Hank had acted like it was the best sensation in the world when Shirley had done it to him. Pete could hardly wait to find out for himself.
All of Pete's fears disappeared. Vicki was at the restaurant. So were Jimmy and Stella. The worst that could happen would be that Stella would send Hank after them. That would be cool. Hank was always telling him that he ought to get a little on the side. Hank wouldn't interfere. Pete was sure of that.
Pete felt Linda Sue's fingers tugging at his pants. He helped her slip them off along with his shin. In just a moment be was as naked as Linda Sue, ready for whatever game she wanted to play.
"Roll on your side," Linda Sue said. "That way we can both go down at the same time."
She reached out and began to finger his hard cock. That made Pete groan with delight. If her mouth felt as good as her fingers, he knew that this was going to be a real kick.
"Mmmmmm, what a nice prick," Linda Sue gasped. "So big! I can hardly wait to taste it!"
Pete grinned. His cock swelled. No one had ever told him his cock was big before. Of course, Vicki had no way of knowing that it was. She had nothing to compare it with. Linda Sue obviously did, though. Still she thought it was big.
Linda Sue turned around so that her pussy was directly in front of Pete's face. "Play with it a little," she begged. "I want you to touch it all over, like I'm doing to your cock."
Pete's fingers reached out quickly. He brushed aside the curly hair surrounding her pussygap and touched the moist pink flesh tentatively. It felt wet and hot.
Pete's fingers delved deeper. He slid his finger up Linda Sue's quivering cunt and found her clit. Now he was glad that he'd paid such close attention when Hank was licking Shirley's pussy. He hadn't even known about clits before that.
"Aaaah!" Linda Sue sighed as soon as his fingers touched that little crimson bump of flesh. "That's right, Pete. Press on my clit. That feels great..."
Pete rubbed the little love button back and forth with his finger. He could tell that Linda Sue liked that a lot. Her pussy started creaming and her legs trembled with delight. He must be doing this part of it right.
Pete glanced quickly at Linda Sue's face. She looked like she was in a wonderful dream. Her eyes were glazed with lust and her face was pink. She moved closer to his prick until her lips were almost touching the stiff rod.
Pete shuddered. He could feel Linda Sue's breath puffing out against his throbbing cockshaft. It felt hot and his cock jerked in response. If it felt like that for him, maybe he ought to breathe on her pussy too. That would probably feel good for her.
Pete drew closer to Linda Sue's pussy. He could smell the hot scent of her arousal. Pete breathed in lungfuls of the exciting scent as his mouth came closer and closer to her wet slit.
"Oooooh, lick it now!" Linda Sue gasped. The closer Pete got, the harder her pussy creamed. She hoped that everyone would arrive soon. She wanted them to see what was happening.
Just then Linda Sue heard a soft sound as a door opened quietly. She moaned a little to cover the noise. She certainly didn't want Pete to know that he was being observed. She had to carry this off as a favor to Vicki. Vicki deserved a husband who could swing as well as the rest of them.
Pete was lost in the scent of Linda Sue's pussy. He didn't hear a thing. If Vicki had been standing right next to the bed he probably wouldn't have noticed her. He was too fascinated with the scent and sight of Linda Sue's pussy.
Pete's tongue snaked out. He touched Linda Sue's pussy with the very tip of his tongue and tasted. Then he moaned again in pleasure.
"It tastes good!" he said in surprise. "It tastes really good, Linda Sue. I like the taste of your hot pussy."
Linda Sue giggled. "Let me try your cock now," she said. "I'll just lick up that nice drop of cum at the tip. I want to see how your hot cum tastes."
Linda Sue's tongue whirled and dipped. The end of it scooped up the drop of cum in Pete's deep glanshole and she smacked her lips as she tasted it.
"Mmmmmmm," she groaned. "That's wonderful. I'd like a whole mouthful of your hot cum."
Pete shivered in passion. Maybe Shirley wasn't as strange as he had thought at first. Maybe women did like the taste of cum. Linda Sue did. He could tell that from the way her tongue was streaking over the head of his cock, trying to get another drop of cum.
"Lick my clit," Linda Sue urged. "I just love it when a man chews and sucks an my clit. It makes me tingle all over."
Pete's tongue shot out eagerly. He lapped up the steamy slit of Linda Sue's pussy until he came to the scarlet bud of her clit. His tongue pressed against the erect little bump and Linda Sue squealed in delight.
"That's it!" she gurgled. "Lick and suck my clitty and I'll start in on your cock."
Pete didn't need any encouragement. It made him feel good to drive Linda Sue out of her mind with passion. He flicked the little pink bud back and forth with his tongue and then he clamped his lips around it, sucking gleefully. This was really fun.
Linda Sue started licking at the base of Pete's cock. She ran her tongue from the bottom of his shaft all the way to the top.
"Aaaag!" Pete moaned. He'd never felt anything like that before. It felt like he was going to come, his cock throbbed so hard. He'd never dreamed that just licking it would feel so good. He could hardly wait for Linda Sue to start sucking on it. He bet that would feel even better.
Linda Sue licked all around Pete's throbbing prick. She didn't miss an inch. She lapped until his whole cock was covered with a thin film of hot saliva.
While Linda Sue was licking, Pete was not idle. He twirled her ditty back and forth with his tongue. He chewed on it with his lips and made her cry out in lusty enjoyment.
Pete licked and sucked harder as Linda Sue's cries got louder. It made him feel good to be giving her such a good time. His cock felt like it was going to burst with the good licking that she was giving him. She had covered every inch of his shaft with her hot, soft tongue.
Suddenly Pete's legs stiffened. His eyes glazed and he made a squealing sound in his throat. He could feel Linda Sue's mouth opening over the head of his cock. It felt like his cock was at the mouth of a giant furnace. It was so hot, he could hardly stand it. "Aaaagh!" he yelped as her mouth came down.
His balls swelled up and jerked in agony. Linda Sue was stacking his cock right into her throat, squeezing and licking as her lips fucked down over the head of his nearly-exploding prick.
Pete was so stunned that for a moment he forgot what he was supposed to be doing. Then he managed to press his tongue to Linda Sue's pussy again. He lapped right down the slippery groove of her pussy and slipped his tongue into her cunt.
Linda Sue jerked her whole body. She loved to be tongue-fucked and Pete was doing it just right. She felt his tongue dip in and twirl in her hot cunt. It was even more exciting, knowing that everyone was watching by now. Even though she couldn't see them, Linda Sue could sense their presence at the bedroom door.
Linda Sue sucked harder and harder on Pete's big cock. She sucked it all the way down her squeezing hot throat until his balls bumped up against her nose. She ran her red-hot tongue around his cock shaft and squeezed with her lips, jacking it back and forth with her mouth.
"Mmmmmmph!" Pete gasped. His tongue was so far in Linda Sue's pussy that he couldn't really say anything. He couldn't keep back his groans of pleasure though.
Pete felt Linda Sue's lips jack his cock. He started pushing his tongue in and out of her tight pussymouth, just like he was fucking her with a tiny cock. That seemed to make her suck him even harder. Pete began to realize that the better he licked Linda Sue's pussy, the better she'd suck his cock.
Pete didn't hear the small, startled gasp from the doorway. He didn't hear anything except the sucking and groaning sounds he and Linda Sue were making. He didn't know that Vicki was standing in the doorway, frozen with shock.
A big smile spread over Vicki's face. She just couldn't believe that Pete was actually licking Linda Sue's pussy. She hadn't thought that Linda Sue could do it. She knew how straight Pete was and she had expected to come in and find them sitting ten feet apart on the couch. This was even better than she had, hoped far. Pete was actually licking pussy. Now that he was doing it to Linda Sue, Vicki knew she wouldn't have any trouble getting him to do it for her.
Vicki felt a warm burst of sensation in her own pussy as she watched Linda Sue writhe in delight. It looked like Pete was doing a really good job. She couldn't help but wonder how he had learned how to do it. Then she saw Hank's proud grin and she figured out that Hank had something to do with Pete's new skill. She reminded herself to ask him after this was over.
Vicki squirmed a little as she watched Pete's tongue dart in and out of Linda Sue's steamy pussyhole. She could hardly wait until it was her turn. She wondered what else Pete had learned. If she had Hank figured right, Pete had probably learned some pretty kinky things.
Linda Sue's cries began to get louder and louder. It looked like Pete was really beginning to get to her. Vicki watched Linda Sue's action on Pete's cock, too. She could tell that Linda Sue was doing a good job of sucking Pete's big cock. She could hardly wait to try it herself. Pete wouldn't be able to act shocked now, when she suggested sucking his prick. He'd have to let her do it.
Pete's face got redder and redder. He was getting so hot that he didn't know how much longer he could hold out before his hot load of cum burst down Linda Sue's throat. He could feel his balls jerking and swelling. They were almost ready to explode.
Suddenly Linda Sue's legs stiffened. They clenched around Pete's neck and she gave a shrill squeal of pleasure. There was no doubt that she was coming.
Pete gave a muffled groan almost as loud as Linda Sue's. He felt his balls start to pump. He knew that Linda Sue's pussy was coming. He could feel it snap and nip around his tongue.
Linda Sue squealed again as the first blast of Pete's cum shot down her throat. Pete's cock pumped wildly until the individual spurts blended into a rush of shooting cum.
Linda Sue opened her throat. She left it open wide and let Pete's hot sperm rush right down into her tummy. She didn't stop sucking until Pete's balls were dry. Then she pushed him up and giggled proudly.
"Say hello to your wife, Pete," she said, giggling even harder at Pete's fearful expression. "That was pretty good for a beginning, wasn't it, Vicki?"
Chapter Ten
Pete stood in the shower, whistling. He soaped his body and let the hat water wash it clean. He knew that Vicki was in bed waiting for him and his cock grew hard, thinking about what she had promised.
At first Pete had been so shocked to see Vicki in Linda Sue's bedroom that he almost grabbed his clothes and ran from the room. Now be was damn glad he hadn't. It had been a pretty sneaky trick, setting him up like that, but he was glad that Vicki had done it. He never would have had the nerve to ask her about ass-fucking if she hadn't started the whole thing by setting him up with Linda Sue.
"Hurry up, hon!" Vicki called, sticking her head in the bathroom door. "I can hardly wait to try what you told me about. I asked Stella and she said that it's great."
Pete stepped out of the shower and rubbed himself with the towel that Vicki held out to him. He couldn't believe the change in Vicki. She seemed much sexier now than when he had left, two weeks ago. He wasn't even upset when she told him about Jimmy. He supposed that Vicki needed to try out new things too. It was kind of fun knowing that he could play around any time he wanted to, as long as he gave Vicki permission to do the same thing.
"Did Hank tell you about the party we're invited to tomorrow night?" Pete asked, grinning at his sexy wife. "He says it's going to be a real orgy. You want to go, don't you?"
"I sure do!" Vicki replied emphatically. "I think it's going to be fun as long as you're in on it too. I'd like to watch you fuck someone else. It sure turned me on seeing you eat Linda Sue's pussy." Pete chuckled. His life seemed a lot more interesting now. Hank and Stella seemed to have the perfect ticket for a happy marriage. Play around all you want as long as your partner's getting some too.
"Stella says to try it with Vaseline the first time," Vicki reported, holding out a huge jar of Vaseline. "She says it's pretty tight, but it really doesn't hurt. It just takes a little stretching and getting used to."
Pete's cock lurched and the towel he had wrapped around his waist almost fell down. He could hardly wait to drive his big cock into Vicki's tight asshole. He still had trouble believing that she was going to let him try it. It was a dream come true.
Vicki glanced at Pete's hard cock and shivered little. She wasn't going to admit it, but she was a little afraid to try ass-fucking. Even with all the Vaseline she was sure that it wasn't going to work. She knew how small her shitter was and she didn't see how Pete's big prick could possibly fit inside.
When Pete let the towel slip to the floor, Vicki was even more apprehensive. His cock looked even bigger than it had in the bathroom. It was enormous.
"Ooooooh," Vicki groaned. "I don't think it's going to fit. I'm sure of it."
"We can just try it and see," Pete said soothingly. "If it doesn't work, I'll be satisfied with your pussy. You just tell me if it hurts too much and I'll pull it right out."
Vicki nodded. She had agreed to let Pete try it. She wouldn't back out now. Besides the thought of that big, powerful cock sliding into her asshole was pretty exciting. She could feel her pussy twitch just thinking about it.
"First I've got to get you all hot and ready," Pete declared, pushing Vicki down on the bed. "I know the perfect way to do that. Tonight's the first time for a lot of things. I'm going to lick that pretty pussy of yours until you're so hot you won't be able to stop when I put my cock in your shitter."
Vicki shivered in excitement. She had been hoping that Pete was going to lick her pussy. It had looked so wonderful when she saw him doing it to Linda Sue.
Pete pushed Vicki back on the bed. He spread her thighs out widely and pushed his head down to peer into the crimson slit of her cunt.
"Aaaah!" Vicki sighed. She could hardly wait. She'd been thinking about pussy-licking all night and now Pete was really going to do it to her.
Pete was breathing hard. Vicki's cunt smelled different that Linda Sue's had. It was a sweeter scent, more exciting. His breath fanned out against her shivering pussy flesh and Vicki squealed in lust.
"Yes," she cried. "Oh, please, hon... lick my pussy for me. I've been thinking about it all night and it's got me so hot I'm almost ready to explode!"
Pete chuckled. He leaned down and pressed his lips against Vicki's shuddering pussyslit. Then he licked right up to the top and drew the shuddering button of her clit into his mouth.
"Aaaaah!" Vicki moaned, as he chewed on it. She pressed her pussy up against his face and spread her legs out so wide she felt like she was going to split in two.
Pete flipped Vicki's clit with his tongue. He could feel the hot juice flow from her pussymouth and he swallowed greedily. Vicki's pussy juice was delicious. He wanted all of it sliding down his throat.
Pete's tongue slipped down. He just got a very sexy idea and he was going to try it. He was a little worried about how far Vicki's shitter would stretch. He could check it out with his tongue and turn her on at the same time. Feeling his tongue slither up her whole ought to turn Vicki on a lot.
"Oh!" Vicki wailed when she felt Pete's tongue slip up her quivering bunghole. "What... what're you doing?"
Pete didn't bother to answer. He was having too much fun pushing his tongue in the tight, puckered hole. He kept right on shoving and felt the way Vicki's asshole winked and stretched as he did his tongue in farther and farther.
"It... it feels good!" Vicki howled. She was awfully surprised. She'd never felt anything like it before. It made her pussy twitch harder than ever and she could hardly stand to lie still under the probing, caressing lunges.
Vicki wiggled her asscheeks a little. It drove Pete's big tongue in even farther. It felt like a fat, wiggling snake was crawling right up her little asshole and Vicki was more turned on than she'd ever been before. Pete's tongue up her ass set off little blasts of sensation in her pussy, making her whole body shake with fiery lust.
Pete pulled Vicki's asscheeks apart firmly. He could see her little shitter and he probed at it with his tongue.
Vicki was excited. She couldn't seem to control her breathing. The breath puffed out of her lungs and she made little mewing sounds in her throat. At first she'd been a little shocked by what Pete was doing. Then wild new sensations shot through her body and she cried out in awakening lust. It was really great. Pete's tongue felt delicious sliding up her tight asshole like that.
Pete persisted until he was able to shove his whole tongue up Vicki's bunghole. It seemed to stretch a little as he wiggled it back and forth. Maybe, with all the slippery, greasy Vaseline, he'd be able to get his cock in. His cock was a lot bigger than his tongue though. Vicki might be right. Maybe it was impossible.
Pete slipped his tongue back out and grinned to himself. Even if it was impossible, he was going to try. He'd never know until he tried it. Now seemed to be the perfect time. Vicki was so hot she was still writhing on the bed.
"Let's try it," Pete urged. "I promise to quit if you don't like it. All you have to do is tell me and I'll pull out right away."
Vicki shuddered. She looked at Pete's big cock and her face turned white. She just knew it wasn't going to work. She wasn't going to back out though. If Pete wanted to try to shove it in her tight little shitter, he could do it. She'd hold on as long as she could before she told him to quit. She owed him that much for going along with the whole swinging idea.
He reached down and picked up the jar of Vaseline. "Shall I grease my cock or do you want to?"
Vicki dipped her fingers into the greasy jar. "I'll do it," she answered, taking a huge glob of the stuff on her fingers. "I'll do your cock and you do my butt. It'll be more fun that way."
Vicki rubbed the big glob of Vaseline right over the end of Pete's cock. She cried as it melted and ran down on to his balls in greasy streaks. "It sure is messy," she said. "Let me get lots on, though. I want your cock to be covered with this stuff."
Pete groaned in pleasure. Vicki's tongue felt wonderful on his hard cock. The fly that she was stroking him all over, made his balls swell up and he felt almost like coming.
"That's enough, hon," Pete cried, pushing Vicki's hand away. "If you keep on touching me that way, I'm going to come. Then there won't be anything left for your sweet, little bung."
Vicki shivered again. Pete was certainly determined to do it. She almost wished that she could make him come with his fingers so she wouldn't have to try it, but she had promised. Vicki wasn't the type of woman to back out of a promise, even though she was having second thoughts.
Vicki tried to relax. Maybe it would be all right after all. Pete's cock was certainly nice and slippery with all the Vaseline on it. It might slip in her asshole if she managed to relax enough. She really kind of wanted to try it. Stella said that she always came twice as hard when Hank fucked her in the ass.
Vicki quivered all over. She was really hot now. She was beginning to think that it would be just fine if Pete succeeded in driving his cock up her asshole. She had to do something to get her pussy to come pretty soon. She'd never been quite this hot, even when Jimmy licked her pussy. She could feel the hot cream from her pussy run out of her cunt and drip over her pussyhair.
"Now it's my turn," Pete announced, grabbing the jar of Vaseline and dipping his hand in. "Just turn around and get on your hands and knees, hon. It'll be easier if you stick your butt right up in the air."
Vicki looked up at the mirror over the bed was she got into position. She could see Pete behind her with a big, gob of Vaseline on his finger. Watching in the mirror was awfully exciting. This way she could see everything that was happening.
Vicki shivered. Her ass weaved as she planted her knees wide on the bed and waited. She saw Pete aim his finger at her bung and sharp prickles of excitement rushed through her body.
"Aaagh!" she gasped as Pete's finger slipped and did over her bunghole, making it all slippery and hot. Then the tip of his finger poked inside the little quivering ring, wiggling deliciously just like his tongue had done.
"That feels good!" Vicki moaned, wiggling her hips a little more. Pete's finger didn't hurt at all as it went shooting up her shitchute. His cock was something else, though. It was a lot bigger than his finger. Vicki wasn't sure how that would feel.
"My cock's going to feel twice as good as my finger," Pete promised. "Just wait until you feel that."
Pete was sure that Vicki's little asshole was stretching. It got easier and easier to slide his finger in all the way. He felt his cock throb at the thought of sliding up her tight shitter in all the hot, greasy Vaseline. He could hardly control the way his balls were swelling up. He'd have to work fast now, before his cock exploded too soon.
Vicki's pussy started to spasm and juice furiously. Her cunt cream gushed out so fast that it ran down and dripped to the bed. She was really hot. Pete's finger was starting an avalanche in her watering pussy.
Pete pulled his finger out. He stared at the pink, winking hole of Vicki's shitter and his balls jerked. He could tell that Vicki had never been this hot before. Her hole felt like it was burning up with a lusty fever.
Pete held his slippery cock in his hand. He dipped the head of it right in the jar of Vaseline and made sure that it was greased thoroughly. Then he aimed it right at Vicki's asshole.
"Ooooooh!" Vicki gasped. She could feel the slippery head of Pete's swollen cock press up against her little bunghole. Her ass began to quiver with bursts of pleasure as Pete started to push forward, gently but firmly.
"It... it's big!" Vicki protested, feeling Pete's cockhead batter against her unyielding asshole. "I don't think it's going to work!"
"Yes it is!" Pete gasped. He could feel Vicki's shitter pucker and nip at the end of his cock. It was trying to suck his cock right in. If he could just get Vicki to relax those tight muscles he was sure that it was going to work.
Vicki moaned. Pete's cockhead was pressing harder and harder against the tight ring of her shitter. She did her best to relax so it would slip in.
"Do you feel what your ass is doing?" Pete asked, applying more and more pressure. "It's squeezing the tip of my prick. Can you feel it, hon? Your tight little bung wants my prick inside."
Vicki gasped in shock. What Pete said was true. Her asshole was sucking and kissing it -- the tip of his cock. She could feel it happen. Her ass tunnel did want to be reamed by his big cock. Maybe it would work. Maybe Pete could shove it inside Vicki took a deep breath. She forced her tight muscles to relax. She could feel the pressure of Pete's swollen wide cockhead starting to stretch it out.
Vicki wiggled her hips a little. It was starting to hurt as Pete's cock stretched out her bung ring. She tried to get away from the pressure that his cockhead was creating on her tightly stretched bung.
Vicki let out a howl of surprise as she tried to wiggle away. Instead of displacing Pete's big cock her wiggling hips just helped it to shove in deeper. She could feel her asshole stretching and nipping around the head of his prick, pulling it in deeper and deeper.
Vicki's shitter stretched out widely. Her eyes watered from the pain, but something else started happening in her hot pussytunnel that made her forget all about the pain she felt hi her ass.
Waves of pleasure rippled through Vicki's body. Her pussy started spasming wildly as Pete's cock began to dip in her ass. Even if it hurt a little, it was worth it. Her pussy had never spasms so hard before.
Vicki felt Pete's cock push in farther and farther. For every inch that his cock slid in, the pain lessened. Finally it was in all the way, buried snugly in Vicki's tight shitter.
"It's in!" Pete shouted. He could hardly believe that he had done it. His balls were pressed right up against her asscheeks. His cock was in as far as it could go.
Pete felt his cock swell up. It felt so good he could hardly keep from coming. Her pussy wasn't as tight as this. It was hotter and tighter than anything he'd ever felt before.
Vicki groaned. The sensations in her pussy were getting better and better. Pete's cock felt wonderful now. She began to wiggle her hips again, urging him to shove his prick in and out of the tightly stretched assring.
Pete held his breath. Vicki's little shitter was shaking and quivering so much that he felt like be was going to come any second. He began to draw it out a little and push back in, gently at first, then harder and harder as Vicki's sounds of pleasure reached his ears.
"Fuck my ass, honey!" Vicki squealed. She couldn't believe the wonderful feeling that Pete's cock was making in her pussy. It felt just marvelous sliding up her well-greased shitchute and making the waves build in her cunt.
Gradually Pete's thrusts became harder and harder. He was fucking her ass just like he fucked her pussy. Vicki felt her pussy respond and then she started to come, harder than she'd ever come before. It seemed as if the fire in her pussy were growing hotter and hotter. It wouldn't be over until Pete had shot his load of jizz in her shitter.
"I'm coming!" Vicki howled. "You come too, honey... shoot your hot cum up my ass!"
Vicki felt like her pussy would never stop coming. The flashes of pleasure turned into pure ecstasy. She never came this hard before.
Pete reached up and grabbed Vicki's tits. He squeezed them hard as his cock started to explode in her fluttering shitter. It felt like his balls were aflame and he spurted cum up Vicki's asshole.
"Jesus!" Pete moaned. "It's great, honey... drink up my cum with your shitter! Take it all up your ass!"
Vicki felt his cock explode deeply in her ass. The hot slippery sperm shot out and rushed by the slippery walls of her ass channel. All the soreness of her shitchute was washed away by Pete's soothing infusion of cum.
"I love it honey!" Vicki screamed. She wiggled her ass in the air and let out a giggle of pure lust. "Ass-fucking is fun... I want it again and again and again!"
Pete pushed his fingers in against the quivering hot skin of Vicki's titties. It was even better than he had hoped it would be. Ass-fucking was great!
He could hardly wait to find out more new things to try. He had a feeling that their lives had changed I for the better. He owed Hank a vote of thanks for waking him up to the joy fucking could be.
Hank had to tell Stella everything he'd done to change Pete. After the story was told, Stella leaned back with a smile on her face.
"I think we should have a little party after every trip you take, honey. We've got Jimmy and Linda Sue to party with and now there's Pete and Vicki. Doesn't that sound like a good idea?"
Hank chuckled. "I think my fucking days on the road are over," he said, kissing Stella's hot throbbing nipples. "I'm going to be looking forward so much to coming home that Pete and I will probably drive straight through."
Stella giggled. She didn't say anything though. She was a good wife. She knew how to quit while she was ahead.
