Most of us lead two lives-real and fantasy. The housewife imagines herself leading a life of luxury, surrounded by jewels and furs. The businessman imagines himself away from the rat race, fishing or painting by a quiet lake. The schoolboy dreams of someday having wealth and power. And then there are sexual fantasies-wild dreams that we seldom expect to come true.
Is it best to suppress our desires and fantasies, or to bring them out into the open and act upon them? Does their repression lead to sickness or their fulfillment bring shame? No one has yet been able to answer these questions satisfactorily.
The women in this story have their own sexual fantasies. Each tries to repress her desires, but eventually must face them and act upon them. Morals are cast aside in their quest for fulfillment.
SWINGING WIVES deals with the sexual dilemmas that face us all. We cannot pass judgment on these women's solutions. We can only look at them with an open mind, recognizing the emotions and problems common to us all.
--The Publisher
Chapter One
Georgia Ingram stood in front of the full-length mirror on her new closet door and giggled. She sure did look like a prim and proper lady now. She had spent all afternoon shopping for the right kind of clothes. The suit she selected was imported from England and with the silk blouse, shoes and matching purse, the outfit had cost Jeff more than he used to make in a month of hard work.
Georgia hurled into action as she heard the car pull into the driveway. She picked up the new ebony cigarette holder she had bought and arranged herself on the couch, with her nyloned legs crossed invitingly.
Jeff let himself into the house and stopped short in the doorway. Then he burst into laughter until he had to hang on to the doorframe to keep from collapsing on the floor.
"I fail to see what is so amusing," Georgia said in the icy, aloof tone she'd been practicing all afternoon.
Jeff laughed even harder at the haughty tone in his wife's voice. He finally managed to swallow and stop laughing but his belly muscles were still rippling as he crossed the room and put his arm around Georgia.
"I'm sorry, honey," he said almost breaking into chuckles again. "It's a lot to get used to, all at once. You've got to admit it's quite a change from 'Georgie Pie, The Peach You'd Love To Peel'."
Georgia's face turned pink. She tried to give Jeff a reproving glance but her lips started trembling and she burst into giggles.
"Oh, Jeff!" she laughed. Then she looked around anxiously, as if there might be someone around to listen. "Shhhh!" she warned, putting her finger to her lips. "You've got to stop calling me that. Especially after today. Just take a look at what I got in the mail!"
Jeff took the cream-colored envelope from Georgia's hand and slipped out the note inside. Then he whistled and hugged her.
"So that's what this is all about!" he exclaimed, grinning. "You've been invited into high society at last. The Women's Improvement Guild cordially invites you to attend a tea for new members at the Rose Room of the Marriot, Tuesday at three o'clock."
"That's why I bought this new outfit," Georgia explained, striking a model's pose. "Do you think I look proper enough?"
"Well, I think that neckline's just a bit high," Jeff chuckled, beginning to unbutton Georgia's blouse.
Georgia giggled as Jeff thrust his hand inside the blouse and cupped her round titties. Then she caught her breath as he reached right up under the modest-length skirt and ran his fingertips over the crotchband of her panties.
"Ooooh, no you don't!" she squealed. "You're not going to wrinkle my new outfit. It cost you over a hundred dollars!"
Jeff laughed even harder as Georgia raced for the bedroom. She slipped out of the expensive suit and hung it carefully on a hanger. Then she waltzed out of the bedroom wearing nothing but her shoes.
"That's much better looking than the suit," Jeff grinned. "That's my favorite outfit."
Georgia laughed and tiptoed right up in front of her husband. Her fingers found the rock-hard bulge of his cock and she pressed her palm against it, looking at him from behind her long eyelashes.
"Hey!" Jeff laughed. "No high-society woman would ever do something like that."
Georgia giggled and nuzzled at Jeff's neck with her moist lips. "I'm not a high-society lady at home," she breathed. "I'm still Georgie Pie when we're alone like this and you know what Georgie Pie wants."
Jeff grinned. He was glad that Georgia knew when to put on this society stuff and when to act natural. She was a perfect wife. She knew just how to turn him on, even when he'd had a bitch of a day at the plant. His cock throbbed under her fingers and he grabbed her lush body and lifted her right up in his arms.
"Mmmmmm," Georgia murmured as he dropped her right on top of the silk bedspread. "Aren't you going to turn down the covers first? This bedspread was awfully expensive."
"We'll get a new one tomorrow," Jeff chuckled. "I can tell you're not used to all this money yet."
Jeff rolled onto the bed and grabbed both of Georgia's titties in his hands. Then he lowered his head and began to lick and suck at her pink, hard nipples, first one and then the other.
All thoughts of the Women's Improvement Guild tea vanished from Georgia's mind like dry leaves in a whirlwind. All she could think about was how wonderful Jeff's lips felt on her nipples and how hot and big they were getting as he sucked.
A warm current of lust rippled through Georgia's moist pussy. She felt the hot juices start to flow, running out from her spasming cuntmouth and dripping between her thighs to the bedspread below. She gave a fleeting thought to the bedspread and then she giggled. It was hard to remember that they had all the money they could ever use. She still felt slightly guilty about not folding back the expensive coverlet.
Jeff felt Georgia's nipples harden in his mouth. They punched right out against the roof of his mouth and throbbed, plump and quivering with passion. Sucking Georgia's titties always made Jeff's cock twinge. Her nipples were like ripe cherries, almost bursting with the passion of her body. He knew that sucking Georgia's titties got her nice and hot too. Her pussy was always sopping when he finished giving her nipples a good licking.
Jeff slipped his hand down over the satiny smoothness of Georgia's tummy. His fingers searched for that warm, soft cleft between her legs.
"You sure are hot, honey," Jeff chuckled, slipping his finger in between her plump cuntlips. "You're practically on fire and your pussy's so wet it feels like it's flooding."
Georgia giggled. "I've been thinking about you all afternoon," she confessed with a husky voice. "I hope you're going to give me some good hard loving."
"That's exactly what I'm going to do," Jeff replied, slipping his finger in a little farther until he found the moist, snapping hole of Georgia's pussy mouth.
Georgia groaned with passion. She knew that Jeff was the best lover in the world. She'd known that for a long time now, even before they were married. Georgia had been fucking with Jeff for two years now and she hadn't even been considering marriage when his uncle died and left him all that money. It seemed like the right thing to do though. Jeff needed a wife to help him in social matters. Georgia knew all about social niceties. She'd been watching women in society for a long time. She never thought she'd be married to a man with lots of money. She'd been hoping that some rich man would keep her as a mistress on the side. She'd never dreamed of actually marrying someone with money.
Jeff started kissing all the way down Georgia's body now, licking the curvy mound of her tummy and sweeping his tongue right down to her curly soft nest of pussy hair. Georgia's breath caught in her throat as she realized how lucky she was. She had all the money she could ever use and the best lover in the world. She knew how to take care of Jeff so he wouldn't start straying too. Georgia knew all the tricks in the book. She'd learned every one of them when she was Georgie Pie.
Georgia let Jeff tickle her tummy with his tongue for a moment. Then she pushed his head back firmly.
"Oh, no you don't!" she giggled. "You're not going to have all the fun tonight. I want a little lick of your nice hard prick too."
Jeff chuckled. It seemed like Georgia could read his mind. His cock throbbed eagerly at her words. She always knew how to make him feel good.
"Turn over, honey," Georgia whispered. "My tongue is just itching for a nice big cock to lick. Hurry up and turn over. I can hardly wait to run my tongue around that big pole of cock you've got sticking out."
Jeff smiled as he turned over on his back. He could hardly wait either. There was nothing to compare with the feeling of Georgia's hot tongue on his prick. She knew how to get it so hard and throbbing that he almost exploded even though he tried to hold out. Georgia was the best cocksucker anywhere. The way she gobbled with her lips and swirled with her tongue, it was enough to drive a man out of his skull with lust.
Georgia giggled as she bent down over Jeff's erect cock. Her tongue streaked out across his quivering balls, making them ripple with hot sensations.
"Oooof!" Jeff groaned. Georgia was going to give him the full treatment tonight. He knew only too well what that meant and his legs trembled in anticipation. Georgia wouldn't stop until his cock was nearly bursting. Her tongue felt like fingers on fire on his balls now and it was going to get even better.
Georgia licked and lapped until Jeff's balls were covered with a thin film of hot saliva. Then she opened her mouth and sucked one of his throbbing nut sacs in, moving it around her mouth gently with the tip of her tongue.
"Yesssss!" Jeff howled. He loved it when Georgia sucked his balls like this. It was sweet agony. He had to clench his fists to keep his cock from shooting when she did it.
Georgia let one throbbing nut sac bounce out of her mouth. Then she sucked the other one in and gave it the same treatment. Finally Georgia spit that one out too and sucked both of them in, lapping and sucking until Jeff was tossing and howling with delight.
"You, you'd better stop, hon!" Jeff groaned. "I can't hold it for much longer. You know what that does to me."
Georgia gave one last noisy suck. Then she let Jeff's wrinkled balls plop out of her mouth. She moved a little closer and stuck out her tongue again. This was the part she loved the most. Her pussy always got nice and steamy when she licked up the stiff pole of Jeff's cock.
Jeff shut his eyes. He knew what was coming and it was all he could do to keep from coming. Georgia's tongue started at the base of his cock, licking around in slow circles, traveling higher and higher on his waving cockpole.
"Yeah!" Jeff grunted. "That's it, honey. You sure know how to do that!"
Georgia didn't stop to reply. Her pussy snapped in response. It always made her hot to excite Jeff's long cock this way. She loved it just as much as he did.
Georgia licked as slowly as she could. She knew that Jeff wanted her to hurry and get to the head of his prick. She wanted to hurry too, but if she took her time, he would be even more excited when she finally got there. Her tongue was like a paint brush, circling up slowly, trying to cover every inch of Jeff's tall cock as she moved upward.
"Oooooh," Jeff groaned. He knew that it was useless to try to hurry the slow ascent of Georgia's tongue. She was lapping slowly, thoroughly, and she wouldn't be satisfied until every inch of his cock was bathed in hot saliva.
After what seemed like hours to Jeff's throbbing cock, Georgia finally reached the top. She leaned back for a moment, catching her breath. Now came the fun part. Now she could taste Jeff's cum at last.
Georgia flicked her tongue out, aiming it right at the bright bubble of cum emerging from Jeff's glandhole. She swirled the end of her tongue right into the soft indentation, scooping out the bubble of cum and rolling it around on her tongue before she swallowed.
"Mmmmm!" she moaned. Then she swallowed noisily. "That tastes so good, honey. I just love the taste of your hot cum."
Jeff shuddered. He knew what Georgia's hot lips would feel like, closing around the head of his cock and sucking. His cock swelled up so big that he was almost afraid she couldn't get it into her mouth.
''So big!" Georgia murmured. "Mmmmmm, this is going to be good!"
Georgia's pussy snapped in excitement. Her whole body felt warm and tingly. This was the part she loved the most.
Georgia opened her mouth as wide as she could. She pursed her lips and positioned her head directly over Jeff's swollen cockhead. Then she fucked her mouth down, taking his whole cock in her mouth at once.
"Aaaaahhh!" Jeff gasped. It felt like his cock was being sucked into a giant, wet furnace. His prick jerked and his balls swelled up so firm and hard that he knew it wouldn't take more than a flick of Georgia's tongue to set him off. He didn't want to come yet. He wanted to hold out as long as possible. The longer he held out, the more he could feel the wonderful sensations of Georgia's sucking mouth and swirling tongue.
Georgia slid her mouth all the way down to the base of Jeff's jerking cock. Now his whole prick was in her mouth and she whipped her tongue back and forth on the underside of his cockpole. His cock felt hot and heavy under her tongue. She could tell that Jeff was having trouble holding the cum in his balls. No one could stand this kind of stimulation for long.
Georgia's pussy began to gush again. Sucking Jeff's big cock always made her pussy snap and gush. As his cock got harder and harder, her pussy got hotter and hotter. That was why she loved to suck Jeff's cock so much. It made her hotter than anything else ever had.
Georgia sucked and lapped until her pussy demanded satisfaction. The warm feeling in her cunt had turned into a raging fire. Only one thing could put out the fire. She had to be fucked. It was the only way to make her pussy come.
Georgia opened her mouth and let Jeff's hard cock pop out. Then she rolled over on her back and held out her arms.
"Fuck me, honey," she urged. "Shove that nice big cock of yours right in my burning pussy."
Jeff scrambled to his knees. His eyes were glued on Georgia's pink, snapping pussyhole. He felt his cock swell even more as he positioned himself between her widely spread legs. He could hardly wait to feel that tight ring of pussy flesh snap around his cock.
Georgia trembled as she watched Jeff's cock come closer and closer to her hot pussy mouth. She was dying for a nice big prick in her pussy. She knew that it was Jeff's turn to tease her though. He always teased her when she got this hot.
"Are you sure you want it?" Jeff asked, lightly touching her snapping pussyhole with the head of his cock. "I wouldn't want to give it to you if you really didn't ^ant it."
"I want it!" Georgia squealed. "Hurry, honey! I really want it bad!"
Jeff chuckled. He loved it when Georgia begged for him to fuck her. She'd teased him before by licking his cock so slowly. Now it was his turn to make her climb the walls.
Jeff shoved forward slightly. He felt the snapping walls of Georgia's cunt try to draw his cock in. He wasn't going to give in that easily. She would have to beg a little harder before he'd really give it to her.
"Is that enough?" Jeff laughed. "Is that enough cock for you, honey?"
Georgia let out a squeal of frustration. "No!" she hollered. "Give it all to me, honey, don't tease! Come on, I'm just burning up for you to fuck me."
Jeff slid another inch of hard cock into Georgia's pussy. He felt her cunthole snap around it and claim a little more of his cock than he had intended. It was hard to hold out now. Georgia's pussy snapped so hard that it sucked in more than he had wanted to give her.
"There!" Jeff said. "That should be enough for you. How about it honey? Is that enough?"
"No!" Georgia squealed. "Come on, honey! You know what I want. Give it all to me!"
Georgia's pussy was snapping and spasming so hard that Jeff just couldn't hold out any longer. His cock slipped all the way up her rippling, contracting pussy tunnel and battered against the soft, hot tissues of her womb.
"Yessss!" Georgia squealed. She threw her legs around his back and rocked her hips back and forth. Her pussy felt like a scalding vat of silk. Jeff caught his breath as his cock plunged forward. He'd never felt Georgia this hot before.
"Fuck me hard!" Georgia demanded. She hung onto Jeff's back with her legs and locked her heels together to keep her legs from slipping as he started lunging in and out. She felt the blazing bursts of pleasure ripple through her hot pussy and she squealed loudly in delight.
"I'm almost coming!" she howled. "Just a little more, honey! I'm almost there!"
Jeff didn't need Georgia's words to tell him that she was going to come. Her pussy had told him that. The way it was snapping and gushing around his cock was a sure sign. Jeff plunged harder and faster as Georgia's pussy started to ripple and roll, deep inside. Her pussy walls were trembling so hard that it felt like millions of tiny fingers were pulling at his cock, urging the cum out.
"Here it comes, baby!" Jeff hollered. He felt his balls start to pump and a blast of hot cream hosed out of his hot glandhole.
"Aaaagh!" Georgia squealed. "Hard, honey! Make your cum blast my pussy to pieces!"
Jeff's cock hosed and spat. He pumped furiously, feeling Georgia's pussy start to squeeze even harder. It felt like his cock was blasting a hole straight through her body. He could tell that her little pussy tunnel was filling up with cum. Some of it was backing up and dripping out as he lunged.
"AAAAGH!" Georgia hollered. Her legs clamped so tightly around Jeff's back that he couldn't even breathe. The bed shook as Georgia's heels beat a tattoo against his skin.
Jeff lunged forward one last time. The cum blasted from the tip of his cock and drove into Georgia's cunt mouth like an archer hitting a bull's eye.
Georgia felt the room spin around. Her pussy exploded in a blaze of pure delight and it didn't stop until every drop of Jeff's cum was inside her shivering pussy tunnel.
"Ooooooh!" she gasped. "That was wonderful, honey! That was the best ever!"
Jeff chuckled. He moved slowly and untangled himself from Georgia's body. "Just don't mention this at the Women's Improvement Guild tea," he teased. "I bet none of those haughty bitches ever had fun like this."
Georgia giggled. Jeff was probably right. She couldn't imagine anyone as prim and proper as those women must be, rolling around and squealing in bed. The thought made her curious. She was going to find out. If there was a swinger at the Women's Improvement Guild, Georgia would find her.
Chapter Two
Lois Huntington opened the mail to the sound of the dishwasher whirring away. Henry was in the den watching television and this was the first chance she'd had to sit down all day. She slit open the heavy cream-colored envelope and groaned in dismay. The Women's Improvement Guild was having another tea tomorrow. She supposed she'd have to go. Henry would have a fit if she didn't. He wanted her to attend all the boring social functions. He said it helped him in his career. As wife of the Vice President of Datatron, Lois was expected to take an interest in social affairs.
Lois deliberately set her coffee cup on top of the invitation. It left a brown ring on the expensive paper. She hated the Women's Improvement Guild. Another afternoon with all those boring rich bitches wasn't exactly her idea of a good time.
Lois sighed guiltily. She really shouldn't feel this way about the Women's Improvement Guild. Henry had gotten his promotion because she had been nice to Helen Speare. Charles had been Henry's boss until last week when the new owner had taken over the President's office.
Suddenly Lois smiled. The invitation had said it was tea for new members. Maybe the new President's wife would be there. She could hardly wait to see her. Her name was Georgia Ingram and no one had seen her yet. It would be interesting to see how Helen Speare treated Georgia. After all, Georgia's husband had kicked Charles downstairs again. Now Charles was demoted to Production Manager, quite a difference from President.
"Honey?" Henry called out. "Aren't you about through in there? I want to get to bed early tonight."
Lois made a face at her coffee cup. She knew what that meant. Henry must be in the mood for fucking. He never hurried her to bed unless he wanted to play around.
Lois stood up and sauntered to the den. She supposed she should act all eager and ready when Henry suggested they play around. It wouldn't hurt her to pretend one more time. She didn't like to fuck with Henry one bit, but at least he didn't know that. She always managed to act like she was having a good time.
Lois got undressed and snuggled under the covers, waiting for Henry to finish his shower. Even though she wasn't happy about having to fuck with Henry, her pussy still throbbed a little. She couldn't still the little current of excitement in her pink cunt. Maybe tonight would be the night. Maybe Henry would make her come tonight.
"Fat chance!" Lois hissed, trying to make her pussy behave. She knew that it would be the same old thing. Henry would come in and turn out the lights. Then he would slide into bed and ask her if she wanted to play around. Henry would never come right out and say something like "fuck." Henry didn't do anything that he considered improper.
Lois sighed. It wouldn't take more than three minutes before it was all over. It only took Henry three or four lunges with his cock before he started to come. It was hardly long enough for Lois to feel anything. It would be just another night of disappointment, like so many before.
Lois heard the water shut off in the bathroom. Everything was so predictable. Henry always acted exactly the same. Maybe if he'd leave the lights on or say something different, she'd enjoy it. It was just so damn boring-replay after replay after replay!
Lois heard Henry's footsteps come down the hall. Then there was darkness as he flicked off the light switch. The bed jiggled a little as he slid under the covers. Then there was a long silence.
Lois could hardly stand it. She just had to break the boring pattern. If she heard Henry ask her if she wanted to play around one more time, she would scream.
"Let's fuck!" Lois said in a loud voice. Then she clamped her hand to her mouth. She must be cracking up. Good God! Henry would probably jump right out of bed and sleep in the guest room.
There was a shocked silence from Henry's side of the bed. Then a long sigh. "I know you've been under a lot of pressure lately, Lois, but there's no excuse for language like that. I'm going to pretend that I didn't hear you."
Lois felt her face flame red. It was a good thing that the lights were off. She hadn't really meant to say that. It had just popped out of her mouth when she wasn't thinking.
Henry patted her lightly on the arm. "Just get a good night's sleep, Lois," he said in a soothing voice. "I know you've got that important tea tomorrow and you want to look your best. I'm sure you'll charm Mrs. Ingram if you put your mind to it."
Lois stifled her giggles as Henry turned over. In no more than a minute he was asleep. He started to snore slightly as Lois crept silently out of bed and into the living room.
Lois didn't start giggling until she was safely on the couch with a pillow pressed to her mouth. Then she laughed until her sides hurt. Poor Henry. She must have shocked the shit out of him.
Lois finally stopped laughing long enough to pour herself a glass of wine. She felt a little twinge of guilt for giving poor Henry such a shock. Undoubtedly he thought that she had gone stark, raving mad. He seemed perfectly satisfied with their sex life the way it was. He didn't appear to want to try something new and different. Something new was what Lois had been craving for a long time now. She felt that if she didn't do something exciting to liven up her life, she really would go crazy. If only Henry would feel the same way.
Lois sighed. There was no use talking to Henry about it. He'd only tell her that her wild urges were improper. Henry was stuffy through and through. She'd never satisfy her wild cravings with him.
Lois finished the glass of wine and tiptoed back to the bedroom. Her pussy was still tingling when she crawled in under the covers. The wine had done nothing except make the tingle in her pussy more intense.
Lois listened to Henry's heavy breathing for a moment. Then her hand crept stealthily under the covers. If Henry wouldn't satisfy the craving in her pussy, she'd just have to do it with her own fingers. She'd certainly done that lots of times before. She hadn't been quite this bold before tonight though. She'd always gone into the bathroom to play with her pussy. Tonight was going to be different. Tonight she was going to do it with Henry right beside her.
Lois smiled in the darkness. Her fingers slipped between the hot lips of her pussy and she wiggled her hips as the red-hot excitement rippled through her. She would have to be careful to be quiet. If she made too much noise, Henry might wake up.
Lois giggled as her fingers swirled in the hot depths of her pussy groove. She almost wished that Henry would wake up. Then he'd be sure that she was crazy. If he thought she acted peculiar before, he'd really be shocked at what she was doing now.
"Oooooooh," Lois moaned as her fingers dipped deeper and deeper into her slick pussy groove. She felt the pulsing ring of her cunt mouth and she slipped one slim finger in. It felt so wonderful that she couldn't keep back the moan that burst from her lips.
"Yesss," Lois groaned. She slipped another finger in right along with the first and then another. Now she had three fingers probing in the hot silken depths of her pussy channel.
"Ahhhhh!" Lois sighed. There was only one more thing she needed to really get off. Her bunched fingers kept right on slipping in and out of her squeezing cunt mouth as her other hand slipped up the satiny groove of her pussy slit.
There it was, the little button that made hot thrills flash through her whole body. All she had to do was jiggle it a little. The jiggling in combination with the fingers plunging in her hot pussyhole should make her come nice and fast.
Lois felt the breath whoosh out of her lungs as she touched the hot little button of her clit. The sensation was so exquisite that it took her breath away. The straining little bud seemed to ignite under the jiggling, making her whole pussy burst into flames of passion.
A million thoughts ran through Lois' brain as her pussy throbbed and thrilled. She thought about her favorite dream, the one where Henry turned into a young, virile lover, the dream where Henry did all those depraved things that she craved.
Henry would throw her to the bed and spread her legs out with firm hands. "This time I'm really going to fuck you!" he'd promise. Then he'd kiss and bite her nipples until she was thrashing on the bed in lust. His mouth and lips would travel lower, brushing over the sexy curve of her tummy and right down to the nest of silken pussy hair between her legs. Henry's tongue would burrow like a rabbit, seeking out the hot, wet hole of her pussy and tracing a pattern all around it. He would flick the straining little button of her clitty, moving it back and forth as fast as her fingers were doing now. He would clamp his soft lips around it and suck, like a baby with a pacifier. Then he would make his tongue long and stiff and jam it right into the spasming mouth of her cunt.
"Aaaaah!" Lois moaned. Her fantasy was really coming to life now. The touch of her finger on her clit was Henry's tongue and the fingers that were pumping and probing into her spasming pussy mouth weren't hers any longer. Henry was fucking her the way she dreamed of being fucked. Henry was being a perfect lover at last.
"Yessss!" Lois hissed. She felt the wild ripples build in the depths of her hot cunt. She couldn't hold them back now. Her blazing pussy walls sucked and squeezed at her fingers, pulling them right to the back of her pussy tunnel.
"Hard!" Lois hissed through clenched teeth. "Fuck me hard! Fuck a hole right through my cunt, you bastard!"
Suddenly Lois felt Henry's leg jerk. He made a noise through his nose that sounded like a startled snort. Her fingers froze in the depths of her pussy.
"Oh, shit!" Lois said silently. That was all she needed right now. Henry was waking up and she was right on the edge of making it. That wasn't fair at all.
Lois held her hand steady. She could feel her cunt walls ripple and pull at her fingers, urging them to start the pumping that would set her pussy off in a blaze of passion. She didn't dare move yet though. She had to wait to see if Henry went back to sleep.
It seemed to take hours for Henry's breathing to return to normal. Lois held her breath longer than she'd ever held it before. All the while her pussy was rippling and begging. She was so hot that it was almost impossible to hold still and wait.
At last Henry's breath settled in a sleepy rhythm again. Soft snores came whistling out of his mouth again and Lois let out her breath with a shuddering sigh. That had been too close for comfort. If she was smart, she'd pull her fingers right out of her demanding pussy and take no further chances of waking Henry up.
Lois' pussy throbbed as she considered pulling her fingers out. She didn't have the will power to quit now with her pussy unsatisfied. She would just have to be very careful to keep from waking Henry up.
Lois moved again, very slowly and silently. Her fingers slipped in the greedy, wet mouth of her cunt and she sighed gratefully. The fantasy came back again, full-force. Henry was sucking her clitty, driving his hard cock to the very back of her shuddering pussy tunnel. It felt so good that she couldn't help but wiggle her hips and begin to moan softly.
"Ah!" she was almost there. Just a few lunges more and she would come. The ripples turned into waves and the waves crashed into a storm of pleasure. She was slipping over the edge into the wild, tumultuous sea of lust.
"Aaaaagh!" Lois squealed. She lifted her hips up and met the lunge of her fingers with the open, sensitive tunnel of her cunt. Her legs scissored out and the flashes of pleasure seemed to light up the whole room with their brilliant intensity.
"Lois?" Henry asked, rubbing his eyes sleepily. "What's the matter? Are you having a nightmare?"
Lois was so surprised she almost died on the spot. Henry was awake. Thank God he thought it was a nightmare!
"What?" Lois asked, in a voice that was supposed to sound groggy. "I must have been dreaming. Did I wake you?"
She jerked her fingers out of her sopping pussy and wiped them on the side of the sheet, way over on her side of the bed. Then she sighed in what she hoped was a convincing manner.
"Did I say anything?" she asked, trying to sound sleepy.
"No," Henry answered slowly. "You just screamed. It must have been a bad nightmare. I've never heard you sound like that before."
Lois stifled a giggle. "You can go back to sleep, Henry," she said. "I don't think I'll have another nightmare tonight."
"I think you'd better go in for a check-up tomorrow," Henry advised. "You've been awfully nervous lately, haven't acted like yourself for quite a while now."
"Anything you say, Henry," Lois replied. It wouldn't hurt her to go in to Dr. Adams tomorrow. He'd probably tell her to slow down and give her some sleeping pills which she'd promptly throw away.
Lois dropped off to sleep with her satisfied pussy still tingling in a pleasant sort of way. She didn't need any sleeping pills. All she really needed was a good fuck.
Chapter Three
Helen Speare frowned as she reviewed the guest list for tomorrow's tea. She still didn't approve of inviting Georgia Ingram but she didn't dare to voice her protest. Claire Hewitt had drawn up the list herself. Helen wasn't about to argue with Claire. She knew that Claire would accuse her of being jealous. It was true that Georgia's husband had taken over Charles' position at Datatron. That wasn't the reason Helen was upset. It had to do with social position and old wealth.
Helen was the daughter of a wealthy banker. She'd married Charles for social position as well as money. Helen didn't feel that newcomers who had come into money recently should be invited to join the Women's Improvement Guild. People who had just recently acquired money were so crass. Helen could imagine what Georgia Ingram would be like. There was no mention of the family in the social register. Georgia was bound to be common. How could she be otherwise?
"Are you still going over that list for the tea?" Charles asked, carrying his glass to the table. He stumbled a bit and narrowly missed spilling his drink all over the list.
"Yes," Helen answered shortly. She could smell Charle's breath even though he was on the other side of the table. Charles had been drinking heavily again. She supposed being demoted to Production Manager had something to do with his increased drinking. It was a bitter pill for Charles to swallow even though he said that he enjoyed his new job. Helen knew it was a bitter pill for her. The difference in social position was changing her whole life. Now the other wives had started treating her as an equal, a position Helen didn't care for in the least.
"Did'ya get Jeff Ingram's wife on there?" Charles asked, slurring his words a little. "I hear she's a real looker."
"Mrs. Ingram has been issued an invitation," Helen snapped back. "It would be better for all concerned if she didn't accept. I imagine the poor thing will feel quite out of place."
Charles laughed boisterously. "You never know about those Southern Belles," he chuckled. "Maybe you bit off a little more than you can chew this time. Georgia Ingram might surprise all you society ladies."
Helen laughed sharply. "I doubt that we'll be in the least bit surprised," she remarked haughtily.
Helen stiffened as Charles lurched around the table and put his heavy hand on her shoulder. She straightened the piles of papers for something to do. She didn't want to turn around and face Charles right now. She could guess what was on his mind. That always happened when he started drinking heavily. If there was any way to get out of it, Helen would have put a stop to such nonsense long ago. She had her duty though, as a wife. One couldn't very well shirk one's duties, no matter how distasteful they were.
"Come on to bed, old girl," Charles urged. "I think I've got something to take your mind off that party tomorrow. I know just what you need to relax you and help you to sleep."
Helen shivered slightly. Her shoulder felt like ice where Charles was touching her. There was no doubt in her mind now. Charles wanted to exercise his right as a husband again.
Helen managed to smile weakly. No one could accuse her of not complying with her marriage contract. She knew that if she cooperated, the whole thing would be accomplished speedily. That was what she prayed for every time Charles got that certain look in his eyes. One could endure anything for a short period of time.
"I, I'll just take a quick shower and join you," Helen responded, trying her best to look friendly. She fairly ran to the bathroom. At least she'd have a few moments to compose herself before the ordeal began. At least it shouldn't take too long tonight. It always went quickly when Charles had been drinking. There were times when Helen felt that Charles was imagining someone else in their large canopy bed. That didn't anger her. She almost wished that Charles would find someone else. Just as long as he was discreet about it. At least then she would be saved the embarrassment of his urges.
Helen placed the shower cap tightly over her hair. She sighed as she realized that she'd probably have to get it done again tomorrow morning. You might know that Charles would want to do that distasteful thing tonight. Mr. Leslie had spent two hours doing her hair this afternoon and one careless swipe of Charles' hand would ruin it.
Helen glanced down at her carefully kept body and smiled. She still had the same trim figure she'd had fifteen years ago. She knew how important it was to keep up appearances. No one could accuse her of letting herself go after marriage, like so many women had. Helen was still a size nine and proud of it.
Charles dropped his clothes on the floor and slid under the covers. He supposed that it would take Helen hours to finish her quick shower. He was used to waiting. He knew that Helen didn't enjoy fucking with him. She never had. He smiled wryly. Any other man would have taken a mistress long ago. He didn't know why he was holding out. Fucking Helen was like sticking his cock in a bowl of lukewarm jello. Her pussy was never hot and tight the way the books said it should be. He kept hoping though. If he could ever get Helen to drop her icy reserve he would be the happiest man on earth. The chances of that ever happening were pretty slim. The only thing Helen seemed to enjoy was playing rich bitch with some of her friends.
Charles smiled again. At least Helen was available. He knew her sense of duty wouldn't let her shirk her obligations. He was really rather nice about it. He didn't fuck her unless it was really necessary. Tonight it was certainly necessary. He'd been thinking about that cute new secretary all afternoon and his cock was hard and throbbing. He had to get his rocks off, even if it was in Helen's dry, lukewarm pussy.
Charles reached down under the covers and touched his cock. He thought about Sheila, the cute little secretary, and his cock jerked right out of his hands. He wished he had the nerve to fuck her instead of Helen. He was sure that Sheila wouldn't lie there like a corpse if he poked his cock in her pussy.
Charles jerked his cock back and forth a few times as he heard the shower shut off. Helen would be coming in any minute. He'd just pretend that she was Sheila. That would make him come nice and fast. An image of Sheila's round, full, bra-less titties floated in front of Charles' eyes. No, this wouldn't take long at all. He was all ready to fuck and nothing would turn him off, not even Helen's cool pussy.
Charles waited until Helen slid under the covers. Then he reached out and rolled her over on her back. Neither one of them said a word. Helen knew what she was expected to do and she was resigned to it. Charles was glad that Helen wasn't going to speak. That way he could keep his fantasy of Sheila firmly in his mind.
Helen tightened her lips as she felt Charles push her nightgown up to her waist. At least Charles was considerate enough to let her leave her nightgown on. She knew that some men insisted their wives be naked in bed. Thank goodness Charles didn't insist on that!
Charles moved until his body was poised right over Helen's. He spread her legs widely with his hands and pushed forward with his cock. For a split second he wondered what it would be like to feel her respond as his big cock battered at the entrance to her pussyhole. Of course she'd never do that. Helen was merely enduring the lunges of his cock, just as she always had. She wouldn't respond if he fucked her all night. He'd tried that once and all he'd ended up accomplishing was a sore prick.
Charles heard Helen's soft explosive grunt as his cock struck home. Her pussy seemed even cooler than usual. At this point Charles didn't really care. He just needed to get his rocks off. That could be accomplished very nicely in Helen's cool pussy, even if she didn't give him any encouragement.
Helen felt Charles' big cock push to the back of her pussy tunnel. There was a sour taste in her mouth and for a moment she felt like screaming for him to stop. That wouldn't be right. And Helen always did what she thought was right. If Charles wanted to do this degrading thing to her, she'd just have to let him. She wished that he wouldn't want to do it quite so frequently though. Twice a month was enough.
Charles tried to think of Sheila as he drove in and out of Helen's slack pussy. This time his sexy fantasy didn't work. He was very conscious of Helen's body beneath his. He wished that there was some way to get Helen to respond to his fucking, but he'd tried everything he could think of. When they were first married, Charles had thought that Helen's lack of response was due to nervousness. She had been awfully frightened the first time she had seen his cock. He had undressed in the bathroom that first night, trying to do everything right. He knew that Helen was a virgin. She'd never even dated another man as far as he knew. .Helen had looked so sweet and innocent in bed that night that Charles had felt his balls swell up full and potent. He had tried to be as gentle as possible and it didn't seem to hurt Helen that much when he took her cherry. She'd never liked it though. Even months after they were married she still looked nervous every time he wanted to fuck.
Charles grunted a little as he slammed into Helen's unresponsive cunt. Her pussy had never been warm and inviting like he had expected. It was true that she came from a very stiff and proper family. She'd told him that she'd never seen her parents kiss. That could explain some of it, but he was sure that his gentle loving would overcome her fears of sex.
It hadn't worked out that way though. After fifteen years of careful, gentle loving, Helen was still cool toward him. Charles was at the end of his rope. Now he fucked Helen only when the ache in his balls got so bad that he couldn't stand it. It would be nice to feel a warm, eager pussy beneath him. Charles didn't even know what that would feel like for sure. He'd never been unfaithful to Helen. He hadn't wanted to hurt her by going out with another woman. Now he wasn't so sure that it mattered any more. Maybe he should take a mistress on the side like so many of his friends had done. He could treat a mistress well. Charles had plenty of money to spend on her. If things didn't look up pretty soon he would have to do it. If he had to fuck Helen's cool pussy one more time he'd probably go crazy.
Helen was feeling nothing but discomfort from Charles' big cock. She had gone to her doctor about it a few years ago. The doctor had been very thorough. He had checked Helen's blood pressure and even insisted on examining her pussy. Helen had almost died when she had to climb up on the examining table and spread her legs in the stirrups. Her face had flamed beet-red, but the doctor hadn't seemed to be embarrassed at all.
"Everything looks completely normal, Mrs. Speare," he reported.
Helen had shifted uncomfortably in the leather chair. She gazed at the diplomas on the wall, rather than face the doctor's eyes. She had actually been hoping that he would tell her that there was something wrong. If there was, perhaps he would tell her that she couldn't do that disgusting thing any more.
"Why don't you try having a few drinks before you and your husband go to bed," he had suggested. "I think you'll find the discomfort will disappear if you relax."
Helen had paid her bill and walked out. It was the most ridiculous thing she had ever heard. Helen didn't believe in drinking. Charles did enough of that for both of them. The very idea that a couple of drinks could make a difference in their sex life was ridiculous. She had never gone back to Dr. Peterson again.
Helen was brought back to the present with a sharp jolt. It felt like the sides of her pussy were being rubbed dry. Charles was killing her with this nonsense. She wished that he would hurry up and finish. This just wasn't proper for people their age.
Charles lunged deeply again. It felt like Helen's pussy was warming up a little. He could tell that he was hurting her by the way she winced when he plunged his cock forward. The first time he had felt the warming sensation in her pussy, Charles had been excited. He thought that she was responding to his fucking at last. Now he knew better. The warmth just meant that Helen's pussy was getting sore. The friction of his cock against her pussy walls was causing the heat. Helen would be sore as hell tomorrow if he didn't hurry up and finish.
Charles lunged once more. He tried to hurry his orgasm but the only effect that had was to slow it down. His cock was really rubbing against Helen's pussy channel hard now. It was too bad that her pussy wasn't wet and juicy, the way it was supposed to be. Then he wouldn't hurt her.
Suddenly Charles' mind flashed with a great idea. He pulled his cock from Helen's cool pussy and reached up to the nightstand beside their bed for the bottle of hand lotion Helen kept there.
"Just a minute, honey," Charles said. He poured out a little of the lotion and smeared it all over his cock. He looked down at Helen's face, expecting her to be curious. She wasn't looking at him though. She was staring straight at the ceiling with a martyred expression on her pretty face.
Charles grinned as he rubbed the greasy lotion all over his cock. Maybe he could get a response out of Helen this way. At least the slippery feeling she'd get from his cock now would be a surprise. She was bound to react in some way.
Charles rubbed his cock until it was glistening with lotion. Then he moved back on top of Helen and plunged his cock right into her dry pussy mouth.
It took a second for Helen to react. She had been expecting the pain again but now Charles' cock slipped in and out easily. This wasn't so bad at all. Her eyes fluttered open and she questioned him with her eyes.
"Feel better?" Charles asked, smiling a little.
"Uh, yes!" Helen answered. Even in the dim light coming in the window from the street light, Charles could see Helen's face turn red. She was so easily embarrassed. He never had figured that out. After more than fifteen years of fucking with him it still embarrassed her to talk about it.
Helen shut her eyes again quickly. It certainly did feel better now. The sore sensation was gone and Charles' cock didn't feel that bad at all lunging in her pussy. A funny kind of warm sensation started to grow at the back of Helen's pussy tunnel. It felt so strange that she concentrated on it.
"Oooh!" Helen gasped. Her pussy gave a little shiver, deep inside, and her breath caught in her throat. It felt like something was moving way down inside her. It wasn't an unpleasant sensation. It was just a strange kind of fluttery feeling she'd never felt before.
For the first time in her marriage, Helen moved her hips just a little. That made Charles's big prick slide in a little bit farther. She moved them a little more and it felt even better. It wasn't a bad feeling at all any more. It was rather pleasant.
Helen bit down on her lips savagely. She was behaving improperly. Nice women didn't move their hips, even the slightest bit. After all, Charles wasn't doing this for her pleasure. She didn't know what had gotten into her. For a second there, she felt like moving her hips around in a circle and moaning.
Charles gasped as he felt Helen's pussy begin to warm. This time it wasn't friction that was warming the depths of her pussy. Then, when Charles felt it ripple around his prick, he caught his breath. This was more like it. Helen was starting to act like a woman. He just couldn't believe it.
"Oooooh!" Charles groaned. The shock of feeling Helen's pussy ripple was just too much for his unprepared cock. The cum swelled in his balls and he plunged in against the stretched ring of her pussy mouth. He wanted to take his time and experiment a little with Helen's pussy but he just couldn't hold it any longer. His balls started pumping even though he tried his best to stop them. Hot blasts of cum flew down Helen's fluttering pussy channel.
"Ahhhhh!" Charles groaned. He wished that he had been able to hold off for a little longer. Helen's sleeping pussy was starting to wake up at last. He might have been able to give her a real thrill if he'd kept on fucking her.
Helen let out a long sigh of relief as she felt Charles' cock spurt. She was glad that it was over. She had been feeling terribly strange for a couple of moments right there at the end. She felt almost as if, heaven perish the thought, she was about to lose control of her body!
Charles rolled off as soon as his cock stopped spurting. He watched Helen jump out of bed and race for the bathroom. He tried to remember exactly what had happened. Helen's pussy had started to warm up right after he had coated his cock with the hand lotion. He'd have to try that again. He was sure that he'd felt her pussy ripple. It couldn't have been his imagination playing tricks on him.
Helen ran water in the blue washbowl. She leaned against the side of the sink weakly. She couldn't let anything like that happen again. It had been a frightening sensation. What would happen if she lost control of her body again and Charles didn't stop fucking her as he had tonight? She didn't even want to think of what might happen.
She had to be very careful not to let that happen again.
If Helen could have read Charles' mind when she slipped back in bed, she never would have gotten to sleep. Charles was already planning out what to do the next time they fucked. He would use the hand lotion right away instead of waiting like he had this time. He wanted to see what would happen if Helen's pussy rippled again.
When Charles went to sleep his cock was already hard again thinking about what he was going to do to Helen the next time they fucked. Things were starting to look up at last. Now that he'd discovered her reaction to the hand lotion, he could try all sorts of things. He was going to make Helen try them even if she was frightened.
Charles' last thought before he drifted off to sleep was about his good friend, Donald. Donald Hewitt was an expert when it came to sex. He would take Donald out to lunch tomorrow and tell him everything. Donald wasn't the kind of man to talk. He'd been having an affair with one of the secretaries at work for ten years now and no one knew about it except Charles. His wife Claire never even suspected. It was about time to make use of Donald's knowledge. Between the two of them, maybe they could light Helen's pussy on fire.
Chapter Four
While Charles was drifting off to sleep, thinking about Donald and his knowledge about sex, Donald was putting his knowledge into practical application. He was waiting for Claire to finish up her plans for tomorrow's tea and come to bed.
Donald reached down and rubbed his stiff cock. Alicia was out of town for a week's vacation and his cock had been hard for five days now. He really didn't want to fuck Claire but he didn't have much choice. With Alicia gone, Claire would just have to take care of him.
Donald grinned in the darkness. He hadn't fucked Claire for a long time. She might just enjoy it tonight.
"Oh, shit!" Donald chuckled, a very funny thought running through his head. He was thinking about what would happen if he tried some of the tricks Alicia had taught him on Claire. Poor straight Claire would probably die on the spot. Maybe he ought to do it, just for fun. Claire had been getting away with no fucking for months now. It was about time to make her do it again, even if she didn't like it. Maybe some of Alicia's tricks would work with Claire. He couldn't lose anything by trying. Claire wouldn't object, no matter what he wanted to do. She believed that a woman should submit to her husband. That was in the Bible and Claire was very religious. She believed that her husband's word was law. She'd have to let him try anything he wanted to.
Donald got so excited thinking about trying out new things with Claire that his cock jerked and stood straight up under the covers. He chuckled once more and patted the bulge under the sheets.
"Claire?" he hollered. "Come here a minute, honey. I've got something to show you."
Donald pumped his cock once more as Claire's footsteps approached the bedroom. He looked up at her standing in the doorway.
Claire had a puzzled expression on her face. Then she glanced down at the covers and a slow blush spread over her cheeks.
"See what I've got for you?" Donald chuckled. "I bet you're surprised. We haven't done it for a long time. Have you missed it?"
Claire blushed even harder. "Oh, Donald!" she gasped, not able to tear her glance away from the tent under the covers. She didn't actually answer Donald's question. She couldn't bring herself to say that she missed it, but, if the truth were known, she had. She was pretty sure that Donald was having an affair on the side even though there had been no gossip about it. He hadn't touched her in months and she was beginning to feel as if he didn't want her any more. Seeing his cock hard and stiff made a little pleasant thrill start in her tummy. She didn't really like fucking that much, but it was nice to know that Donald still found her attractive.
"Why don't you come to bed now," Donald suggested. "I think it'll be a lot more fun than working on the plans for that tea."
Claire smiled. That was probably true. She had a headache from checking and double-checking the guest lists anyway. She found that she was almost looking forward to fucking with Donald. It had been so long that she almost craved his arms around her.
"I'll be in as soon as I wash my face," Claire said, turning to head for the bathroom.
"I'll be waiting," Donald chuckled. He heard the door close and the water ran in the washbowl.
Maybe tonight was going to be fun after all. He was going to try every trick in the book with Claire. It was a good thing that Alicia had taught him so much. He could hardly wait to see Claire's reaction when he sucked her titties. He'd never done that before. Then, if she liked that, he might even try a little pussy licking. It drove Alicia out of her mind when he did that. Claire might just like it too.
"Don't bother putting on a nightgown," Donald called out. "You're just going to have to take it off anyway. I'm in the mood for some real fun tonight."
Claire shivered as Donald's words floated through the bathroom door. She didn't know if she had the nerve to come into the bedroom stark naked. She'd never done that before. Still, it was her duty to obey her husband. The Bible said that very clearly.
Claire straightened her shoulders. A naughty thrill ran through her body as she slipped out of her clothes and hung them on the back of the bathroom door. She glanced at her body in the mirror and smiled at her reflection. She knew that she was attractive. She kept herself in good shape. Her titties rode high and full on her chest and her legs were curved in just the right places. There was no reason not to appear naked. She didn't have any flaws to hide. Her masseuse said her body was perfect. It wouldn't hurt her to do as Donald asked.
Claire shivered in excitement. She wasn't used to doing things this wild. She wanted to do it though. Donald hadn't been this interested in her body for a long time. She would do anything he wanted tonight. She certainly owed him something. Most men wouldn't be as considerate as Donald. He never complained about the cold suppers she left for him when she was tied up in one of her Women's Improvement Guild meetings. He said he was proud of her for being the President of the Guild.
Claire straightened her shoulders. She took a deep breath and took one last look in the mirror. Then she stepped out of the bathroom and into the open bedroom door.
Donald's mouth popped open. He really didn't think that Claire would come to bed naked. She looked a little embarrassed but she didn't move to flick off the light. She just stood there and let him look at her.
Donald swallowed. "You, you certainly are a beautiful woman, Claire," he stammered. It was really strange. He felt like he was seeing his wife for the first time. He'd never noticed that her titties were that firm before. Those exercises must be working wonders. Claire was every bit as beautiful as Alicia and Alicia was ten years younger.
"Come on over here," Donald said in a choked voice. He watched Claire's heavy titties bounce and jiggle as she moved. She had a cute ass too and her legs were curvy and tanned. Claire looked better than she had in years or maybe he just hadn't taken the time to really look at her before. Whatever the reason, Donald's cock swelled stiff and full under the covers. Claire was really turning him on tonight. She was acting different than she'd ever acted before. Maybe he'd just needed a little vacation away from her so that he could appreciate her charms all over again.
Claire watched Donald's face as she moved toward the bed. Then she stopped right next to him and giggled.
"What are you laughing about?" Donald demanded. "I don't see anything that's funny."
"Y-you are!" Claire giggled, her face flushing pink. "Y-you're staring at me, Donald. Just like you've never seen me before."
Donald nodded slowly. "Well, it has been a long time," he agreed. "I forgot that you were this pretty. You really look beautiful, Claire."
Claire felt a rush of warmth settle in her tummy at Donald's compliment. It had been a long time since he had looked at her this way. He looked almost as if he wanted to eat her alive. His eyes made her tingle all over and her titties swelled up with the nipples pointed as hard as two red marbles.
Donald reached up and ran his fingers over Claire's firm titties. They felt hot and soft. He squeezed and sighed blissfully. Claire had the nicest titties he'd ever seen. He didn't remember that they were this nice before.
The breath whooshed out of Claire's lungs with a shuddering sigh. Donald's hands felt wonderful on her titties. They'd never tingled this way when he had touched them before. There was an odd sort of tightening sensation in her pussy and she could feel cream gush out of her pussy mouth so hard that it almost embarrassed her.
Donald pulled Claire down on the bed beside him. He pushed her back until her head nestled against the pillows.
"I suppose I'll have to be careful of your hair," he said. "It looks like you just had it done today."
"You don't have to be a bit careful," Claire said quickly. "I can always have it combed out again tomorrow." Then she giggled in a surprised sort of way. She'd always been very concerned about her hairdo before. Now it didn't seem to matter one way or the other. She cared more about the shuddery feeling in her pussy than she did about keeping her hair in place.
Donald let out a whoop of laughter. "Claire!" he chuckled. "You really must have missed it! I've never heard you say something like that before."
Claire giggled again. "I-I guess I did," she stuttered. "I never realized it until tonight though. I guess I missed it more than I thought I would." Donald's cock jerked with an electric shock.
Claire was embarrassed but she was flirting with him. She hadn't flirted with him for a long time now. The realization made Donald vow to really give her a good time tonight. Claire had never been this bold and sexy before. She deserved a real thrill for acting all cute and sexy. It was something new and Donald wanted to make sure Claire wanted to act this way again. It was a welcome change from her lukewarm submissions of before.
"Put your head back and close your eyes," Donald ordered. "I've got a nice surprise for you. I think you're really going to like it, Claire."
Claire shivered a little as she closed her eyes. She wondered what Donald was going to do. She didn't have the foggiest idea. He'd never acted quite like this before.
Donald waited until Claire's eyes were firmly closed. Then he leaned over and stuck out his tongue, running the tip of it right over Claire's hard red nipple.
"Oh!" Claire shrieked. There was a wet, hot sensation on her nipple. It felt so good that her whole body jerked in response. She opened her eyes and blinked in astonishment. Donald's head was pressed right to her chest and he was licking her nipple with the tip of his hot tongue.
Claire couldn't help it, Donald's tongue felt so good tickling her nipple that she moaned loudly and shoved her tittie right up against his mouth. It was the most fantastic sensation she'd ever felt.
Her pussy rippled and gushed as Donald's tongue licked and lapped all over the soft, creamy surface of her tittie.
Donald licked her a long time. Then he sat up and grinned at Claire. "Well?" he asked. "Did you like that?"
Claire blushed. She nodded her head shyly. Donald must have felt just how much she did like it. She remembered pushing her nipple closer to his tongue and she blushed even harder.
"It, it was wonderful!" she gasped. "Do you suppose you could do it a little more, Donald?"
Donald almost threw up his hands and whooped for joy. Claire had never asked him to do anything in bed before. Now here she was, the first time he had ever licked her nipples, begging for him to do it some more. His little plan was going to work out just fine. Claire really liked it.
Donald's thoughts flashed back to what he had done with Alicia. She had really gone wild when he sucked and bit her nipples. He could try that on Claire. Perhaps she would like it too.
"I'd love to do it a little more. Maybe it'll be even more fun this time," Donald answered. He lowered his head again and flicked his tongue over Claire's nipple until she was moaning in pleasure. Then he opened his mouth and sucked her hard, round nipple right into his mouth, chewing it greedily with his lips.
"Aaaaah!" Claire squealed. "Oh, yes! That's wonderful! More, Donald, please! Do it more!"
Donald bit down a little harder with his lips. He scraped his teeth over the plump rounded nub of her nipple and Claire jerked wildly. She screamed out for him to do it again. This was working out just fine. Claire really loved having her titties chewed and sucked.
Donald lapped and sucked until he was red in the face. He stopped for a moment and glanced down at Claire. Her head was thrown back and her lips were open. There was a glazed look of lust in her eyes and she was breathing in short little gasps.
"Wonderful!" she sighed. "I never felt anything like that before. Oh, Donald, that was sooooo good!"
"Will you let me try something else that might feel good?" Donald asked. His voice was shaking a bit. He really didn't think that Claire would let him lick her pussy if she knew ahead of time what he was going to do. He wasn't going to tell her until it was too late. That way she'd have to at least let him try it.
"Yes!" Claire agreed quickly. "What are you going to do, Donald? Will it feel as good as licking my nipples did?"
Donald chuckled. Claire was still a little shy about discussing her pleasure, but he had a feeling that she was going to get over that in a big hurry.
"I promise it'll feel just as good. You have to close your eyes though. This is a big surprise. Just let me do it for a little while and if you don't like it, I'll stop. How's that?"
"Uh, all right," Claire agreed. She was still having trouble breathing normally. She didn't see how anything could feel as good as Donald's mouth on her nipples, but she was willing to try anything. Donald was really surprising her tonight. She'd never felt so good in her whole life.
Donald waited until Claire had shut her eyes obediently. Then he started licking her body, giving her nipples a couple of flicks with his tongue and steadily moving lower.
Claire gasped as she felt Donald's tongue streak across her nipples again. Then she stiffened as his tongue dipped lower, swirling across her firm tummy.
"What, what are you doing?" she asked, her eyes flying open.
"Just shut your eyes and see if you like it," Donald urged. "I'm going to give you a nice tongue bath. It'll feel strange at first but I think you'll really like it when you get used to it."
Claire shivered. Then she giggled. "It can't feel better than when you sucked my titties," she said. "I'll give it a chance. If you think I'll like it, I probably will."
Donald waited until Claire's eyes were shut again. Then he picked up where he had left off, licking all the way down the satiny skin of her tummy right to the edge of her soft golden pussyhair.
Claire's body jerked when he reached her pussy hair. Donald knew that he had to make her keep her eyes closed now. If she guessed what he was going to do, she might not go along with it.
"Promise me you'll keep your eyes closed," he urged. "It won't be a surprise if you peek."
Claire nodded her head. "I promise," she agreed, a trifle reluctantly. She still didn't know what Donald was going to do but she was beginning to get a little nervous about it. He'd said he was going to give her a tongue bath. Perhaps he was going to lick all the way down to her toes. That must be it.
"Spread your legs out a little," Donald said. "I want to lick your legs too. I can't lick the insides of them unless you spread them out."
That made sense to Claire. She had to spread out her legs when her masseuse worked on her thigh muscles. Her pussy wasn't exposed this way when she had a massage though. She hoped that Donald wasn't going to look at her pussy. That would really be embarrassing!
Claire felt Donald's hands on her legs, spreading them apart. Her pussy quivered wildly. It was a strange feeling having her eyes closed and not knowing whether Donald was looking at her pussy or not. It was kind of thrilling in a strange sort of way. It certainly made her pussy ripple inside, imagining that Donald might be staring right into the hot, pink depths.
Claire had the urge to cover her pussy with her hands. She didn't do it though. If Donald wanted to peek at her puffy pussy lips she would let him. She was feeling strange and wild tonight. Maybe it was the result of him licking her nipples that way. Any other night she would have been shocked but tonight she didn't think that anything could shock her. She was too excited to be shocked.
Claire was right feeling that Donald was peeking at her pussy. Donald wasn't exactly peeking though. He was staring right at the beautiful pink expanse of pussy flesh as he licked the insides of her thighs. With a shock, he realized that he'd never really looked at Claire's pussy before. It was lovely. All those different, glossy shades of pink. It was so pretty and soft-looking that it took his breath away.
Donald licked right up the inside of Claire's tanned thigh. He could hardly wait to actually lick her pussy. He had to get her to relax a little first. He could feel her muscles tense under his tongue as he slid it in wet trails on her soft skin.
"Hey," Donald said softly. "You're muscles are all tense. Let me massage your legs a little. They feel almost like they're ready to cramp up."
As soon as Donald began kneading her leg muscles, Claire relaxed. She'd been taught to relax during a massage. This was a lot more familiar than feeling Donald's tongue lick across her skin. She began to drift off in a hazy wave of sensuous pleasure, never even dreaming that Donald was about to zero in on her pussy with his hot tongue.
Donald waited until Claire was completely relaxed. He stroked her legs with his fingers and lowered his head at the same time. Her pussy was spread right out in front of him now and he knew that Claire didn't suspect a thing. The massage had been a good idea. She was so relaxed that he could lick right up her creamy pussy slit before she knew what was happening.
Donald took a deep breath. This was a big gamble. If Claire didn't like it, she'd probably never let him touch her again. Life was full of gambles though and Donald was used to taking them. He wasn't going to let a little thing like fear of reprisal stop him. He was going to lick Claire's pussy the best that he knew how. If she didn't like it, that was a chance he'd have to take. He'd gone this far now. He wasn't about to chicken out.
Donald kept right on kneading with his fingers. He moved closer and closer to Claire's open pussy. He could smell the rich scent of her frothy cream. It smelled sweeter than any expensive perfume. There was nothing like the smell of pussy cream to make his cock twinge and rear up stiffly.
Donald took another long sniff. Then his tongue darted out and swirled up the creamy slit of Claire's pussy, covering it in long sweeping strokes.
"Aaaahhh!" Claire yelped. There was something wet and hot on her pussy. Her legs stiffened and she gasped in shock as she realized what Donald was doing. He was licking her pussy with his wet, hot tongue!
Claire was so surprised she couldn't say a word. The wet lapping of Donald's tongue went on and on. It swiveled up her moist pussy groove right to the top, rimming her straining clitty bump lightly. Then it flicked the little love button back and forth and Claire's body jerked as if she'd been hit by a lightning bolt.
"Aaagh!" she squealed. She was so rattled she couldn't even holler for Donald to stop. His tongue was flicking back and forth like a snake's now, pushing her clit forward and backward so quickly that Claire couldn't even catch her breath.
Suddenly a strange hot sensation centered in the back of Claire's dripping pussy. She almost swallowed her tongue as she realized that Donald's tongue felt good, flicking her clit back and forth like that. It felt better than anything she'd ever felt before. It was making her whole pussy tunnel shiver and shake and cream gushed out of her tight cunt mouth and ran down between her thighs.
Claire's head seemed to spin around and around in circles. She didn't want to holler for Donald to stop now. It felt just too wonderful. She didn't want him ever to stop. Her pussy was feeling stranger and stranger and little jolts of electricity seemed to bounce off her gushing pussy walls.
Donald was encouraged by Claire's silence. He could feel her pussy gushing out lots of steamy cream. Her pussy liked his swirling tongue even if Claire didn't want to admit it out loud. He decided to risk a quick glance at her face to see how she was reacting.
Donald almost hollered right out loud when he saw Claire's face. Her eyes were shining and she was trembling all over like a tree in a tornado. She'd never looked like this before when he was fucking her. Her eyes had never shone with lust like that and her legs had never trembled this wildly. Claire loved his tongue in her pussy. That was plain to see.
Suddenly Donald felt ten feet tall. He'd really given Claire a thrill this time. Only one thing could add to his enjoyment. He wanted to hear Claire tell him that she loved it. He wanted to hear the words right from her own lips.
Donald sat up. He kept his hands on Claire's legs. He didn't want her to hide her pussy again by closing her legs.
"Well?" Donald insisted, chuckling. "How do you like it, Claire? Are you enjoying my surprise?"
Claire's face turned beet-red. She couldn't tell Donald just how much she was really enjoying it. She was getting embarrassed already, just having him ask.
"I, I think you can tell how I feel," Claire whispered, not meeting Donald's gaze.
"Look at me!" Donald commanded. He waited until Claire's eyes met his. "I'm not going to lick your pussy again until you tell me how much you like it," he threatened. "Come on, Claire, don't be shy with me. Tell me. That's not too much to ask, is it? Just say, I like pussylicking. You can do that for me, can't you?"
Claire's face turned so red that she looked like she was about to faint. Then she giggled. She guessed that wasn't too much to ask. She could say it and make Donald feel good. He'd certainly made her feel good by licking her pussy.
"I, I like pussylicking," she whispered. "I really do!"
Donald grinned and Claire got a little bolder. That hadn't hurt a bit. She wasn't half as embarrassed saying it, as she thought she would be.
"I like pussylicking!" she said again, in a loud voice this time. "Do it some more, Donald. It made my pussy feel really good. It started shaking deep inside when you did that. It felt funny but it felt really wonderful at the same time."
Donald laughed. Claire seemed to be getting over her shyness in a rush. She'd actually asked him to do it some more.
Suddenly a light snapped on in the back of Donald's head. Now he understood why Claire had been so shy in bed before. She'd never come before. That was why she told him about the strange shaking inside her pussy. She had been starting to come and she didn't know what it was.
No wonder she'd been so reluctant to fuck before!
Donald dived back down between Claire's legs. He really was going to give her a treat this time. He was going to make her come for the very first time. He could hardly wait to see what she'd do. It would be the biggest thrill of Claire's life.
Donald fastened his lips right around the straining, quivering bud of Claire's clit. He sucked it into his mouth and rolled it around with his tongue. Then he bit down with his lips and chewed the little love bud until Claire was screaming in delight.
Claire didn't feel shy at all any more. She couldn't hold back the squeals of enjoyment that hurtled out of her mouth. She didn't try. She just pressed her pussy right up against Donald's mouth and howled out her enjoyment for him to hear.
"Oooooh! It's happening again!" Claire squealed. "My pussy's shaking again inside. It, it feels like it's going to explode!"
Donald chewed even harder with his lips. Then he had a daring idea. If Claire liked having her clit sucked so much she might like his long hot tongue fucking her pussyhole too. He could wiggle her clitty around with his finger and fuck her with his tongue. That ought to really drive her wild.
Claire groaned as Donald let her clitty out of his mouth. She didn't want him to stop. Then she groaned again as he started twirling the little sensitive bump around with his finger. That was good too. Before she had time to wonder why he'd stopped sucking her clitty his tongue shoved forward and slipped right down the shuddering hole of her pussy, diving deep in her shivering cunt tunnel, wiggling to the very back of her pussy.
"Oh! Oh, yes!" Claire howled. Donald was driving his tongue in and out now. It felt marvelous. The rippling shivers in her pussy channel turned into a full-scale flood. Her cunt walls burst with hot juices. The thrills got bigger and bigger and Claire spread her legs wide and pressed down on the back of Donald's head with her hand, trying to make his tongue push in even deeper.
"Fuck me with your tongue!" she howled. "Do it hard, Donald! Do it as hard as you can!"
Donald shoved his tongue in and out so hard that it felt like it was going to come right off in Claire's pussy. Her pussy tunnel sucked and nipped around his tongue as the contractions got stronger and stronger. He could feel Claire's pussy boil. It was so hot it felt like it was burning his tongue.
"Something's happening!" Claire screamed. "Oooooooh! Something's happening and it's so good I think I'm going to die!"
Donald pumped his tongue faster and faster. He twirled Claire's clit so fast that his finger was just a blur on the bright pink button. He felt Claire's pussy jerk wildly and another steamy gush of cream came pouring right down his throat.
Aaaagh!" Claire screamed. "Oh, Donald! AAAAAGH!"
Claire felt like a bomb was bursting in her pussy. There were colored lights flashing behind her eyes and her whole body shook with wild tremors. There was an earthquake in her cunt and the thrills were so intense that she must have blacked out for a second. When she came to, her pussy was still spasming and she saw Donald's face right above hers and felt his lips kiss her so gently that she almost fainted again from sheer pleasure.
"Wha-what happened?" she moaned. "I, I never felt anything like that before!"
Donald chuckled. "That's what it feels like to come," he answered, grinning down at her. "Did you like it?"
"Like it?" Claire gasped. She giggled happily. "I loved it! I never felt anything that fantastic before! Ooooooh, let's do it again sometime."
"How about right now?" Donald asked, pointing down at his stiffly standing cock. "Licking your pussy got me so hot that my cock's almost ready to burst. I bet you could come again, if I fucked you a little. How about trying it?"
"Yes!" Claire agreed happily. "I can hardly wait to feel your cock in my pussy."
Suddenly Claire looked puzzled. "If, if it felt that good when you licked my pussy, I bet it would feel good if I did the same thing to you. I mean, if I licked your cock. Would that feel good, Donald?"
Donald was so surprised he almost shot off right then and there. He'd never expected Claire to come out with something Like that. Of course, he'd been hoping that someday she'd suck his cock, but he hadn't expected her to mention it right away. He thought he'd have to lead her up to it gradually. This was a total shock.
Donald chuckled wryly. His cock was aching so bad that it wouldn't take very much of Claire's licking before he'd blow. He didn't want to come all over her face the first time she tried it.
"I'd really like that, honey," he said, "but I'm just a little bit too horny now. I've got to fuck you in a hurry before my cock shoots all over. What do you say we try that tomorrow night?"
Claire giggled. That was fine with her. That way she could find some books about cocksucking and learn how to do it. She could surprise Donald if she had a little time to find out more about it.
"Fuck me!" Claire groaned, spreading her legs out wide. She wasn't a bit shy any more. She'd never be shy about fucking again. She could hardly wait to look up some other sexy things she and Donald could try.
Chapter Five
Lois buttoned the jacket of her new denim pant suit and giggled. None of the other ladies had ever worn pant suits to the Women's Improvement Guild teas before. That should really set those rich bitches on their ears.
The expensive grandfather clock in the living room said two forty-five as Lois called for a taxi.
She was going to walk in late. That way no one would be able to pull her aside and suggest that she go home and change clothes.
By the time the blue and white taxi pulled up in front of the Marriot, Lois was giggling so hard she could barely manage to find change in her purse to tip the driver. She got out of the taxi and stood on the sidewalk for a moment, trying to stop giggling so she could go in.
As Lois stood there gathering courage, another taxi stopped and a pretty red-headed woman stepped out. She tipped the driver and stood there for a minute. Lois could see her take a deep breath.
"Excuse me," the redhead said. "Do you happen to know where the Rose Room is? I'm new in town and I've been invited to some sort of tea."
Lois grinned back at the woman's friendly face. "I'll show you the way," she offered. "You must be a new member. I'm Lois Huntington and I'm afraid that I'm a regular member of the Guild."
"My name is Georgia Ingram," the redhead said, clasping Lois' hand. "What do you mean about being afraid you're a regular member?"
Lois was so startled she almost died of embarrassment. Jeff Ingram was Henry's boss and she'd just gotten off to a hell of a start with Georgia.
"Oh, shit!" Lois groaned, before she had time to think. "I never would have said anything like that if I'd known you were Mrs. Ingram!"
Georgia giggled. Poor Lois was awfully embarrassed. Her face was turning pink and she looked like she was ready to sink through the sidewalk.
"I hope the other women are as friendly as you are," Georgia said, trying to put poor Lois at ease. Then she leaned closer and whispered behind her gloved hand. "Are they really a bunch of snobs?"
Lois burst into laughter. "Boy! Are they ever!" she confided. "They'll probably tell me to go home and change clothes as soon as they see what I'm wearing."
Georgia blinked. Then she started laughing. She was beginning to really Like Lois. "I guess I'm supposed to be the unofficial guest of honor, right?" she asked. She waited until Lois nodded.
"Then you just stick with me and they won't be able to say anything about changing clothes. I'll tell them that you and I are friends from school. Then you'll be able to dress any way you want to."
Lois' eyes lit up. "Hey, you're okay!" she said. "Why don't you come back to my place after this stuffy tea is over and have a drink?"
Exactly one hour later, Lois and] Georgia stepped out of the taxi in front of Lois' house. They were both giggling so hard they could hardly walk. The tea had been a grand success. No one had said one word about Lois' denim pantsuit.
"I thought Helen Speare was going to swallow her tongue when you said we'd gone to girls' school together," Lois laughed. "She looked so jealous I was afraid she was going to scratch my eyes out."
After the first pitcher of martinis the girls were good friends. They were even friendlier after the second. By the time they started working on the third pitcher, both of them were bombed out of their heads and they were acting like they'd known each other for years.
"Well," Lois giggled. "We've still got two hours before good old straight Henry comes home and spoils the party." Then she realized what she'd said and she giggled even harder.
"Is your husband really that straight?" Georgia asked, slurring her words a little. She could feel her head start to spin and she giggled even harder.
"Straight as a fucking ruler," Lois admitted. "Everything I say shocks Henry. I thought he was going to have a heart attack when I asked him to fuck me last night."
For some reason that was particularly funny and Georgia laughed so hard she almost fell off the couch. "I take it old Henry doesn't like to fuck," she said, holding her sides and rocking back and forth in laughter.
"Henry's a dud!" Lois admitted seriously, nodding her head up and down. "I wonder what it would be like to fuck a real man."
Suddenly a lightbulb went on in the back of Georgia's mind. Jeff was exactly the opposite of a dud in bed. He was fantastic! There was no reason she couldn't share the wealth with a good friend like Lois.
"Come on home with me and I'll show you a real man," Georgia invited. "Jeff could show you a real good time."
Lois giggled. "Really?" she asked, her eyes opening wide. "You mean you'd let me fuck with your husband?"
"Jeff would love it!" Georgia insisted. "He should be getting home any time now. Why don't you hop a cab with me and we'll meet him at the door."
If Lois had been a little less bombed she would have never gone along with such a wild plan. She was in the mood for some fun though. She was sick of Henry's prim and proper attitude.
"Let's go," she agreed. "That sounds like a blast!"
* * *
By the time Jeff got home, the two girls were lounging in the living room, completely naked. His eyes almost popped out of his head as he stood in the doorway.
"Wha-what's this?" he gasped, his eyes lingering on Lois' curvy figure. She was the exact opposite of Georgia. Georgia was tall and thin, with a model's figure, while Lois was short, blonde and cuddly, with big, bouncy titties and a soft look about her.
Georgia giggled at Jeff's expression. "I brought home a friend to play games with us," she said, laughing even harder as Jeff's eyes began to sparkle. "Remember all the fun we used to have with my roommate?"
"Wow!" Jeff exploded, grinning from ear to ear. "Hi there. Georgia couldn't have found you at the Women's Guild tea!"
Both Lois and Georgia started giggling so hard that Jeff had to join in.
"She did?" he gasped. "Jesus! I never thought any of those high-society ladies would play around."
"Well, I sure don't feel like a high-society lady now," Lois giggled. "I just feel like a horny lady and Georgia said you'd like to play around."
Jeff chuckled. "Come on over here and I'll show you what I like to do," he offered.
Lois managed to get to her feet. She was still a little fuzzy from the martinis. She crossed the floor space that separated her from Jeff and almost fell into his arms. Then she gasped when his lips came down on her hard, pink nipple.
"Ooooh, yes!" she moaned. "That's what I need! Yessss!"
Georgia giggled. "I told you you'd like Jeff," she repeated. "Jeff knows all sorts of things that Henry doesn't."
Jeff's lips released Lois' nipple quickly. There was a popping sound as it was expelled from his mouth.
"Henry?" he asked. "Not Henry Huntington!"
Lois giggled. "Oh, yes," she said. "Henry Huntington's my straight old husband. You don't know what a treat it's going to be to fuck with someone else. Henry's a real old maid!"
Jeff grinned but he was feeling a little hesitant now, knowing that Lois' husband worked for him. He couldn't think about the ethics of the situation for long because Lois' hand was moving over the bulge in the front of his pants, feeling his hard cock in her fingers.
Georgia read the conflict on Jeff's handsome face. She'd been hoping that he wouldn't find out who Lois was until after he'd already fucked her. She'd have to do some fast talking now.
"Oh, come on, honey," she pleaded. "Don't hold it against Lois just because her husband's a prude. She's about had it with Henry anyway. If I hadn't brought her home today, she probably would have gone out and picked up some guy at a bar, right Lois?"
Lois giggled. "That's right," she said in confirmation. "I'm sick of Henry's straight ways. Do you know he's never even sucked my titties! After all those years, he's never done anything to turn me on."
Georgia smiled as she saw Jeff's face relax. That had done it. Now Jeff felt sorry for Lois.
"You could give Lois a nice big thrill, honey," Georgia suggested. "You wouldn't have to fuck her if you think that would be wrong. You could settle for licking her pussy."
Georgia noticed Lois' eyes widen and she grinned at her lewdly. "How about it, Lois? Would you settle for having your pussy licked?"
"Oooooooh!" Lois said, shuddering so hard that her whole body rippled. "I've never done that before."
She looked up at Jeff and batted her eyes at him. "Will you do it?" she pleaded. "Come on, no one will ever know except the three of us."
Jeff's resolve' weakened completely. If Henry Huntington didn't know how to satisfy his wife then Lois was perfectly right in having another lover. It sounded like Henry was too straight to ever learn how to take care of Lois' hot pussy. He'd even noticed that Henry was a bore. He never joined in the kidding and the rounds of dirty jokes that went around at the executive dining room.
"Why don't you stretch out on the rug, Lois," Jeff suggested. "It sounds like you need someone to take care of that cute pussy of yours. I can sure lick it for you, if you think you'd like that."
Lois was so excited she sat down on the rug with a thump. She could hardly wait to get her pussy licked. She'd been thinking about it for a long time now, but she hadn't ever thought she'd actually feel it. Georgia had been right. Jeff Ingram was a real man!
Jeff knelt down between Lois' legs. He grinned at her, noticing how her body was shaking. She was more excited than anyone he'd ever seen before. He wondered if her pussy was wet. There was only one way to find out.
Jeff pried Lois' legs apart so she was spread-eagled on the floor. He bent down and took a good long look at her shiny pussy.
"Wow! You sure are hot!" he gasped. "Come and look at this, Georgia. Lois has got a pussy that's ready to flood out."
Lois felt her face flame. She knew how wet her pussy was. It had been wet ever since Georgia first mentioned coming home with her to play sexy games. She held her breath as Georgia joined Jeff. She'd never let anyone look at her pussy before today and here she was, letting Jeff and Georgia stare at her exposed charms.
Georgia giggled as she stared at the pink expanse of Lois' wet pussy. It was steamy and the cream was gushing out of her spasming cunt mouth. Lois had a really pretty pussy. Her pussy hair was light blonde and it curled in tight ringlets. The outer lips of her cunt were shell-pink, and the color deepened into a rose pink on the inside. Lois had the kind of pussy that looked innocent and sweet. Georgia couldn't imagine why Henry had never even looked at it. If he had seen it once, he couldn't have resisted licking the sweet flesh.
"Mmmmmmmm. Looking at your pussy is turning me on," Georgia admitted, giggling a little. "It's really pretty. Don't you think so, Jeff?"
Jeff had a glazed look in his eyes. He nodded and cleared his throat. "It's making my mouth water so much I'm having trouble talking," he admitted. "Let's give Lois a real treat, honey. I'll take care of her pussy and you can suck her nipples. I bet she'd really like that."
Lois' head was swimming. She'd never thought that Georgia would do something like that. The thought of another woman licking her nipples was strange. It was kind of exciting though in a strange sort of kinky way. Georgia probably knew just how to do it. After all, she'd had her own nipples sucked and she knew what felt good for her.
"Is that all right?" Georgia asked, grinning at Lois. "I'd sure like to do it if you don't mind."
"I-I, it's fine with me!" Lois gasped. This was going so fast that she could hardly think. She was getting so excited that she didn't care who did what as long as someone did something. She was practically burning up with lust.
"You start," Jeff decided. "I'm just going to sit and look at Lois' pretty pussy and watch how excited she gets while you suck her nipples. Go ahead, honey. I want to see her pussy cream some more."
Georgia slid up toward Lois' face. She leaned over and flicked her nipples lightly with her fingers. Then she bent down and closed her lips right over one proud pink nipple.
"Ooooooh!" Lois moaned. She'd never felt anything quite this good. It felt like her nipple was being eaten alive. It was an exquisite sensation, one she wanted to go on and on.
"Bite it!" Lois groaned. "Bite my nipple, Georgia! I know I'm going to love that."
Georgia nipped Lois' pink nipple with her teeth. She grinned as Lois moaned even harder.
"Yesssss!" Lois hollered. "That's just right. Ohhhh! I really love that!"
Georgia scraped her teeth against Lois' nipple again. She was careful not to bite too hard. Just enough to give Lois a nice thrill.
Jeff watched Lois' pussy intently as Georgia licked and sucked her nipples. He grinned greedily. If he thought that she was hot before, now he had to revise his opinion. Lois wasn't just hot-her pussy was practically steaming!
Jeff felt his mouth water as he watched the frothy white cream gush from Lois' pussy mouth. He had wanted to wait a moment before he started licking her pussy but it was impossible. Seeing all that luscious pink tissue coated with her creamy juices made his resolve to wait crumble.
Jeff pushed Lois's legs farther apart. He held them in position and swallowed greedily. If her pussy tasted as good as it smelled it would be pure heaven licking her cunt.
Jeff didn't waste any more time anticipating. He drove his tongue between the quivering lips of Lois' pussy and licked up a pool of her frothy cream.
"Mmmmmmm!" he murmured, licking his lips. Lois' pussy cream was delicious. It was as sweet as honey with a nice musky taste. His tongue dove forward again and lapped all the way to the top of her cream-filled pussy groove.
"Aaaagh!" Lois squealed. She'd never, in her life, expected anything like this! Jeff's tongue was as hot as a branding iron as it stroked the satiny lips of her cunt. Her pussy started creaming even hotter than before and her pussy mouth snapped in delight. Lois could feel the ripples building way down inside her cunt channel, sending her breathless with the thrilling waves of pleasure.
"Yessss!" she hollered. "Oh, yes! I love it!"
Jeff licked a path right up to the top of Lois' boiling pussy. He spotted the erect little pink bump of her clit and grinned. Now it was time to really drive Lois over the edge of passion. He could hardly wait to see what happened when he flicked her little love button back and forth with his tongue.
Jeff wiggled his tongue all around the base of Lois' straining clit. He didn't actually touch it with his tongue yet. He wanted to get Lois nice and hot before he really zeroed in on her clit.
Lois' body jerked wildly. She spread her legs out so wide she thought they were going to split her pussy in two. Jeff's tongue still felt wonderful but it was so maddening. She wanted him to lick her clitty too. She'd never wanted anything so much in her whole life.
Suddenly Lois couldn't stand it any more. She longed for his tongue on her clit so badly that she lost all trace of shyness. She had to make him lick her throbbing love button. He just had to do it.
"Lick it!" she screamed. "Come on, Jeff, lick my clitty!"
Jeff grinned. That was what he had been waiting for. He couldn't refuse such a horny request. His tongue shot out and flicked the little lump of passion back and forth a couple of times and listened to the sound of Lois' happy shriek.
"Aaaagh!" Lois hollered. "It's soooooo good! More, Jeff! Do it some more!"
Jeff set his tongue in high gear. He flicked and pushed Lois' little love button as fast as he could. Her whole pussy seemed to be rippling below his tongue and he could feel the heat of her pink tissues float up to make his whole face feel as if it were on fire. Lois was so hot he was almost afraid she was going to faint. He'd never seen anyone go this wild over pussylicking before.
Jeff swooped his tongue down the glossy, flooding groove of her cunt. He rimmed the tight, snapping hole of her pussy for a moment and then he plunged his tongue in deeply.
"Aaaagh!" Lois screeched. "That's it! Oh, yes! Fuck me with your tongue. Fuck my pussy good, Jeff!"
Georgia grinned as she watched Jeff drive his fat tongue back and forth in Lois' pussy. Lois must have been pretty desperate to react this violently. She acted as if she'd never had so much fun. Poor Lois. It was a dead cinch that straight old Henry wasn't giving her the kind of fucking she needed. Georgia was awfully glad she'd gone to the Women's Improvement Guild tea now. Lois was going to be an awful lot of fun to know.
Georgia did her very best, sucking and licking Lois' nipples. She knew that Lois was getting a real charge out of her tittie licking too. This way she was having double the fun. No wonder Lois was practically screaming her head off in bliss.
Georgia felt Lois' nipple swell up in her mouth. It felt like it was almost ready to burst with passion. Her little nipples were so plump that Georgia didn't see how they could get much stiffer. She sucked harder. She wanted to make sure that Lois had the time of her life. Then she and Jeff would have a friend to play games with often.
Lois felt a familiar shaking in the very back o her pussy tunnel. She knew what that meant. She was starting to come but it was different from what she had felt before. When she had come by using her own fingers, it had been a small kind of shaking, wonderful and sharp. This was different though. It felt like her whole cunt was turning inside out. It was harder than it had ever been before and Lois was almost afraid to find out what was going to happen when she came. She didn't want Jeff to stop. It was absolutely fantastic.
Jeff felt the shaking start in the back of Lois' pussy channel. He drove his tongue in deeper and harder than before. He was very familiar with that tingly kind of shudder. Georgia's pussy did that right before she came.
"Aaaaaagh!" Lois moaned. She reached for the back of Jeff's head and pressed him down, a prisoner of her soft thighs. Now he couldn't stop, even if he wanted to. She was going to come. She could feel it building up and the closer she got to orgasm the louder her cries became.
Lois opened her mouth wide. She felt free and uninhibited. It was an exhilarating feeling. She had never felt like this before.
Jeff felt Lois' pussy quiver harder and harder. He kept right on driving his tongue in, faster and faster. She was almost there now. He could feel her whole body start to shake and a thin high scream came out of her throat.
"I'm commmming!" Lois screamed. "Here it is! AAAAAGH!"
Lois' titties quivered so hard that Georgia felt like she was hanging onto two pulsing mountains.
Her whole body jiggled like a vibrator and her screams of joy ran in the air. It seemed to go on forever, with Lois screaming and crying out in joy at the same time.
Jeff managed to keep his tongue driving in and out until Lois was completely exhausted. Then he drew it out at last and sat up.
"How was that?" he asked, grinning at her. "I think you really liked that, right?"
Lois opened and closed her mouth in a strange sort of smothered giggle. She panted for a couple of seconds, trying to catch her breath enough to speak.
"It-it-it was wonderful!" she blurted out. "My God! I never knew anything could feel so heavenly!"
Georgia stood up and stretched. She could feel the wetness of her own pussy and the heat that was trapped inside.
"Let's have another drink and catch our breaths," she suggested. "Then we'll try a three-way fuck."
Lois looked startled and then she started to laugh. "You mean there's more?" she asked.
"This is just the beginning," Georgia promised. "By the time we get through, you're going to be wearing a permanent smile."
Henry was lucky. He got the last booth available. He didn't even mind when the cute little redhead asked if she could join him. Henry downed three drinks in rapid succession before he realized that the girl was definitely for hire. By then, in his befuddled state, it seemed like a damn good idea. He had to do something to relieve the pressures of the day and he certainly didn't want to go home to Lois. After last night, he didn't know what to say to her. Lois acted as common as the girl sitting next to him and it was absolutely inexcusable in Lois.
"You sure are quiet," the girl said, giving him a lewd wink. "Have you got a problem, mister?"
Henry laughed. Then he nodded solemnly. That seemed to satisfy the girl who said her name was Bitsy.
"Why don't you come up to my apartment and let me make you forget all about your problems?" she suggested. "Only twenty bucks an hour and you'll be smiling. I guarantee that."
If Henry would have been sober, he would have dismissed the girl with a wave of his hand. He was pretty drunk though and he figured that he could use some diversion. He didn't want to think about facing Lois.
"Just get out of those clothes and mix yourself a drink," Bitsy urged, leading him into a modestly furnished living room. "I'll just take a minute to get ready."
Chapter Six
Henry would never have stopped for a drink, if his day at work had been halfway decent. Henry wasn't the type of man to drink to drown his sorrows. He didn't know what perverse urge had taken him past the door of the Keg and Cork, but the moment that he saw the sign and heard the friendly voices from inside, he wandered in.
Henry poured himself a stiff drink. He downed it at one gulp and unloosened his tie. He'd never done anything like this before but perhaps it was time. Lois was acting so strange lately that he didn't want to touch her for awhile. There was no reason he couldn't pay for his pleasure like so many of his friends did. He had plenty of money and the girl wasn't just a common streetwalker. At least she lived in a decent enough apartment.
Henry took a deep breath and took off his pants. Then he looked down at his cock in amazement. It was very stiff, harder than it had ever been before. Something about the idea of paying for sex made him more excited than usual. He could do all the lewd things he wanted to with this girl. She was being paid for it. He could demand anything his heart desired.
Henry was ready by the time Bitsy got back from the bathroom. He grabbed her roughly and tossed her down on the couch.
"Hey! Wait a minute!" Bitsy protested. "You don't want to do it too fast and blow all your, money at once, do you?"
Henry loosened his hold on her arms. She was probably right. She'd done this a hell of a lot more than he had.
"What do you think I should do?" Henry asked. He didn't even care if Bitsy knew that it was his first time with a prostitute. The whole thing was really beginning to interest him. He wanted to find out what other men demanded.
"Well, most of my customers want me to blow them a little first," Bitsy said. She was thinking fast. There was something about Henry that was different from any customer she'd ever had before.
"Hey!" Bitsy said, grinning suddenly. "Is this the first time you've ever done this?"
Henry nodded solemnly. "The very first time," he admitted, grinning almost shyly. "I, I'm married, you see."
Bitsy couldn't stifle a giggle. "So are most of my customers," she confided. "Everyone needs a little change every once in awhile. What would you like to do, Henry? Make it something that you'd never get the chance to do with your wife. It'll be more fun that way."
Henry smiled. Bitsy was really being nice. He should have tried this a long time ago. It was turning out to be lots of fun. She had said that everyone needed a little change. He certainly could agree with that. Lois had been driving him absolutely crazy lately.
"Uh, you said most of your customers wanted you to blow them first," Henry repeated. "What's that?"
Bitsy's mouth dropped open. At first she thought that this handsome older man was kidding but then she looked at his face. He was dead serious. He honestly didn't know.
"Why don't you let me show you," she suggested kindly. "Just lie back on the couch and let me do it. I just know that you're going to dig it, Henry. Everyone likes a good blow job."
Henry was still puzzled but he was beginning to like Bitsy a lot. She seemed like a real nice girl and she hadn't laughed at him or anything when he said it was his first time. He pushed his head back against the couch pillow and tried to relax. He was curious though and his cock was so hard it was jerking wildly.
Bitsy raised her arms high in the air. She pulled off the thin dressing gown she was wearing and dropped it on the floor. It fell like a pool of red satin at her ankles. "How do you like me?" she asked.
Henry stared so hard he felt like his eyes were going to pop out of their sockets. He'd never seen titties that big in his whole life. They were a soft golden color and the nipples poked out, pushing against the air.
"How, how did you get tan all over?" Henry asked, swallowing hard. His prick felt like it was ready to explode any second as he stared at Bitsy's magnificent titties.
"I use a sun lamp," Bitsy admitted laughing. "I used to go to a nude beach but it got closed down."
Watching Bitsy's well kept body, Henry got awfully curious. She couldn't possibly afford this nice apartment if she was an ordinary prostitute.
She didn't look worn out either. He was sure she didn't work every night.
"Uh, at twenty dollars an hour, how do you get by?" Henry asked, feeling a little embarrassed.
Bitsy laughed so hard her face turned pink. "Oh, dear!" she giggled. "I don't do this for a living. I just do it for kicks. I've got a full-time job as a secretary downtown. This just helps me with special expenses. It also means that I don't have to fuck with anyone unless they turn me on. I liked you right away. If I hadn't met you I'd probably have come home and watched television."
Henry laughed. This was getting more and more interesting. He wanted to ask some more questions but Bitsy put her finger to her lips.
"We'd better stop talking or your hour will be up," she cautioned. "I promised to give you a nice blow job. You just keep quiet and let me do my thing."
Henry's cock gave an excited little lurch as Bitsy leaned down and stared at it. It jerked again as her face came lower and lower until her lips were almost touching the pulsing head.
"Ooooh," Henry groaned. "Wha-what are you doing?"
"Shhhhhh!" Bitsy said, her breath hot against the shaking, sensitive surface of his cock. "I'm going to give you a blow job that'll drive you right out of your mind."
Henry clamped his lips together. He still didn't know for sure what a blow job was but he was beginning to get a pretty good idea. When Bitsy's hot tongue flashed out and slithered across the wrinkled surface of his balls he knew for sure. The knowledge plus Bitsy's darting tongue made his cock stand up stiffly and salute in joy.
Bitsy giggled as she licked faster and faster. Henry's cock was a joy to lick. It was so responsive to her flickering tongue. Every time she touched it, it jerked violently.
Henry groaned and moaned in sheer pleasure. He'd never expected anything like this. Bitsy's tongue felt so fantastic that he thought his cock would blow before she'd ever touched it with her tongue. She was only licking his balls and his cock was threatening to shoot. He could hardly bear to imagine what her tongue would feel like on his cockshaft or the tender head of his prick. He was sure that he couldn't hold out in the midst of something that exciting.
Bitsy licked until Henry's balls were covered with slick saliva. Then she stopped and leaned back, gazing at her handiwork.
"I can tell you really liked that," she giggled. "Just look at the tip of your cock. It's leaking."
Henry raised his head and stared at the head of his prick. Bitsy was right. A bright bubble of cum hung right at the tip.
Before Henry could say anything Bitsy swooped down again. Her tongue dipped right in his deep glandhole and scooped out the little bubble of cum. She rolled it around on her tongue for a moment and groaned as if she were tasting the finest scotch. Then she swallowed with obvious relish.
"You, you swallowed it!" Henry gasped. His face turned red as he thought of it. He'd never expected her to do something like that.
Bitsy giggled as she caught sight of his shocked expression. "Hasn't anyone ever done that to you before?" she asked. When Henry shook his head she grinned. "Then tonight's going to be on me," she said, nodding her head. "You can forget all about the twenty bucks. I'm going to give you a little present. Everyone should have their cock sucked at least once in their life."
Henry's face split in a wide grin. He felt like someone had just handed him a million dollars. Bitsy sure was a nice girl. He remembered the way her lips and tongue had felt on his balls and he shivered in excitement. He'd have to send her something nice tomorrow, some flowers and a piece of jewelry perhaps.
Henry's thoughts didn't linger on that for long. Bitsy's head began to lower again and he held his breath in anticipation.
"Ahhhhhh!" he groaned as her hot little tongue licked right up the side of his jerking cockshaft. "It, it's hot!"
Bitsy giggled. "Not half as hot as it's going to be," she promised with a saucy toss of her curly red head.
Henry groaned again as her tongue circled the base of his prick. It felt like little tongues of fire were licking up his jerking cockshaft. It was the wildest sensation he had ever felt. His cock jerked and swelled uncontrollably. For a moment he was afraid that he was going to shoot all over Bitsy's face.
"Hold on, Tiger," Bitsy warned. "I've got a lot of licking to do yet. You don't want to come too soon and spoil the fun, do you?"
Henry shook his head. He certainly did want to hold out. It was pretty difficult though, with Bitsy's tongue circling his hard cock that way. The cum was already rising in his balls. He'd have to try every trick in the book to keep from coming.
Henry clenched his fists at his sides. He thought of what Bitsy had said. If he came too soon he'd miss out on a lot of fun. That thought seemed to keep his cock from shooting. He just had to remember it, no matter what Bitsy's naughty tongue did.
"Just holler if you can't hold it any more," Bitsy advised. "Then I can stop for a minute while you get your prick under control. How's that?"
"Fine," Henry groaned through gritted teeth. It would be a lot easier that way. If Bitsy would stop when the sensations got too intense, he might be able to hold out a long time. At least he hoped so. He wanted to feel her hot tongue swirling over his cock for a long, long time.
Henry gasped again as Bitsy's tongue climbed higher and higher on the long pole of his cock. She was circling it like a telephone lineman climbing a pole. He could feel every nerve ending alive and tingling. It was the most fantastic sensation he'd ever felt. He was hornier than he'd ever been before.
Bitsy kept right on lapping steadily. She was almost at the tip of his cock before Henry felt the warning in his balls. They were so hard and full that he just couldn't hold it another second.
"Stop!" he groaned. "I, I can't hold it any longer. Stop, Bitsy! I think it's going to shoot!"
Bitsy pulled back quickly. Then she giggled. "Let's talk about something else for a minute," she suggested. "We'll get your mind off your cock and then you'll be able to hold off longer next time."
Henry sighed. He had wanted to come more than he'd ever wanted anything in his whole life. He was proud of himself, he'd managed to stop in time. He could tell that Bitsy was pleased with him. She was smiling and looking at him like he was her prize pupil.
"What do you want to talk about?" Henry asked. His voice quivered a little but Bitsy didn't seem to notice.
"Tell me about your wife," Bitsy suggested. "You said you were married. What does your wife do?"
"Do?" Henry asked, looking puzzled. "Why, she doesn't do anything. I mean, she doesn't work."
Bitsy nodded. She had thought that Henry was a bit old-fashioned when she saw him in the bar. She'd be willing to bet that Henry didn't want his wife to work. He just looked like that type of a man.
"Why hasn't she ever sucked your cock?" Bitsy asked. "Doesn't she like to?"
"Uh, I don't know," Henry admitted. "I never even thought of it before. I couldn't ask her to do something like that. She'd never do it. Lois is much too straight."
Bitsy smiled slowly. Now she was beginning to get the complete picture. She didn't know very many women who didn't like to suck cocks. Henry's wife was probably just shy. If Henry asked her to do it she'd probably like it. The trick would be getting her to try it.
"Why don't you ask her to do it and see what she says," Bitsy advised. "You've got a beautiful cock, Henry. I bet she'd like it if she ever tried it."
Henry shook his head. "I don't think she'd do it," he insisted. "It just isn't proper for a wife to do something like that."
Bitsy laughed so hard she almost fell over. "Henry!" she gasped. "Are you the kind of man who thinks that only whores suck cocks?"
Henry had the grace to blush. He didn't say anything but Bitsy could read his expression. That was exactly what Henry thought.
"My goodness, Henry," Bitsy continued. "That's really old-fashioned. Almost all wives suck their husband's cocks now. They usually discover they like it as much as their husbands do. You really ought to let your wife try it. She's missing a real fun thing."
Henry looked thoughtful. Maybe, just maybe, Bitsy was right. Lois might not be as straight as he thought. Now that he really faced the situation he was sure that she wasn't. After all, she'd asked him to fuck her last night.
Henry turned white. He remembered what he had said. He had accused Lois of being crazy when she said that. Maybe he was more mixed up than Lois. He really had encouraged her to be straight. It had just never occurred to him that a wife might have some desires too, every bit as strong as his.
"Uh, I think you're right," Henry confessed. Bitsy noticed that he looked a little embarrassed. She was a little curious about that. She might really be able to help Henry out. That would be a real kick.
"What's the matter, Henry?" Bitsy asked. "You look as white as if you'd seen a ghost."
"I, I just remembered something that happened last night," Henry admitted. He was beginning to feel like Bitsy was an old friend by now. He wanted to tell her all about it so that she could tell him what to do.
By the time Henry was all through with his story, Bitsy was smiling. "That's wonderful, Henry!" she exclaimed. "It sounds to me like Lois isn't straight at all. She's just been waiting for you to suggest something a little bit kinky."
"Lois probably won't even speak to me the way I accused her of being crazy last night," Henry moaned. "It may be too late."
"It's never too late," Bitsy insisted. "You just go home tonight and do something really special for her."
"What?" Henry asked. He looked as eager as a little boy trying to please his teacher.
"I'll think of something before you leave," Bitsy promised. Then she looked down at Henry's cock and giggled. "I think you've had long enough to rest. I can hardly wait to get back to licking that wonderful cock of yours." . Henry let out a moan of delight as Bitsy licked up the side of his stiff cockshaft. His head fell back against the pillow and he closed his eyes in bliss. Meeting Bitsy had been a lifesaver. He was the luckiest man in the world.
Bitsy licked all the way to the top of his cock and then she stopped. "Hold on to your hat, Tiger," she whispered. "Here comes the fun part."
Henry didn't realize just what Bitsy meant until her lips came down around the head of his prick. Then he hollered right out loud as her mouth fucked down and her tongue swirled wetly.
"Jesus!" Henry yelped. "Oh, Jesus!"
Bitsy slid her mouth back up again. Then it came down even harder. She fucked Henry's cock with her mouth until he thought for sure the back of his head would fly off. He'd never felt such a hot, wet thrill before.
"Aaaagh!" he yelped. "So good! Oh, Jesus, that's wonderful!"
Bitsy circled and dipped. She ran her tongue against the underside of Henry's cock and sucked it deep into her throat. She moved faster and faster until Henry felt his head spinning loose from his body.
"I'm going to shoot!" Henry hollered. "You'd better stop now! My cock's going to explode!"
Bitsy pulled her mouth back and giggled. "I think you've earned it," she answered. "I can hardly wait to swallow all that nice hot cum."
Henry felt himself being pulled into a whirlpool. Bitsy's lips were too hot to resist. His balls swelled up, firm and aching and then they started to pump.
"YAAAAAA!" he hollered as the first spurt of cum flew down Bitsy's sucking throat. "Here it is! AAAAAGH!"
Henry opened his eyes and watched Bitsy swallow. She hadn't been kidding. She really did seem to like the taste of his cum. She opened her throat and let his searing blasts empty right down, all the way to her tummy. When the last squirt was sucked out into her throat she leaned back and smiled radiantly.
"Wow!" she exclaimed. "That was really super! I just know your wife is going to love that."
Henry grinned in satisfaction. He was really beginning to hope that Lois would like to suck cocks. It had been the most wonderful orgasm of his life. If Lois would just try it, it would be fantastic.
"Did you think of something for me to do?" Henry asked eagerly. "You said you were going to think of something."
"I sure did," Bitsy said, smiling broadly. "I think you should start by licking her pussy."
"L-l-licking her pussy?" Henry stuttered. Then he thought for a long moment. Why not? If she sucked his cock he ought to return the favor. There was no reason in the world why he shouldn't lick Lois' pussy.
Suddenly Henry's face fell. "I, I don't know how," he admitted, blushing slightly. "I'd like to do it, but I don't know how."
Bitsy grinned. "You can always practice on me," she suggested. "That way I can show you just exactly what to do. Then you'll be a real pro when you get home to your wife."
"Great!" Henry exclaimed. He sat up quickly and smiled at Bitsy. "I'll do everything you say," he promised. "Teach me everything you think Lois'll like."
Bitsy giggled as she stretched out on the floor.
"First you've got to know what a pussy looks like," she said. "Come on down here, Henry and take a real good look at mine."
Henry got down on the floor eagerly. He was going to learn to do this just perfectly. He'd have to remember to send Bitsy something really special tomorrow. Flowers and jewelry were fine but there would have to be something special along with it. Maybe a case of champagne or a nice dress watch.
Henry thought about the gifts that he was going to send to Bitsy until he got more interested in something else. The vivid pink groove of her pussy blotted everything else right out of his mind.
Bitsy giggled as Henry stared at her pussy. This was turning out to be a real blast. She hoped that Henry's wife would go along with their plan. She'd get Henry to tell her if it worked out. If it didn't, Bitsy was going to have a few words with this Lois. Henry was a darling and it was about time Lois learned to appreciate his true worth.
Chapter Seven
"I just don't believe it!" Lois giggled, wiggling a little on the velvet couch. "I've never seen a cock that big in my whole life!"
Jeff grinned proudly. "It's not the size, it's what you do with it," he said chuckling. "Why don't you leave Henry and find someone you really like to fuck with?"
Lois turned her glass in her hand. She gazed into the depths of her martini and sighed dolefully. "I can't leave Henry," she confessed. "Even if Henry isn't any good in bed, I still love him."
Georgia nodded. "Well, then you're just going to have to do something to change Henry," she advised. "I'll tell you what. You sit there and think of some way to change Henry and I'll get Jeff to take care of my pussy. You can count on us to help you, if you think up a good plan."
Lois watched in awe as Georgia grabbed Jeff's arm and pushed him down to the floor. Georgia certainly wasn't shy about asking for what she needed. That wouldn't work with Henry. She'd already tried that and Henry had accused her of being crazy.
"Get on your back, honey," Georgia urged. "Come on, I want to show Lois how I ride your nice big cock."
Lois was so interested, she forgot all about Henry. She couldn't keep her eyes off Jeff's big cock, sticking straight up in the air. Georgia was leaning over him now and climbing right on top. Lois forgot all her problems as she watched Georgia's wet pussy lower toward the tip of Jeff's jerking cock. She really was going to ride his prick. It was the strangest sight Lois had ever seen. She never even thought about getting on top before. She wished that she could try something like that with Henry.
"Ooooooh," Georgia sighed. Her pussy mouth was poised right over Jeff's prickhead now. Lois could see the lips of her cunt quivering as she started to bring it down.
"Ahhhhh!" Jeff sighed loudly. The, lips of Georgia's hot pussy were folding around his cockhead just like the petals of a flower around a bee. She was so hot and wet that his breath caught in his throat. Georgia had never been this hot before. Watching him lick Lois' pussy must have really set her on fire.
"Drop it down!" Jeff begged. "Come on, Georgie Pie, I'm almost dying waiting for that sweet cunt of yours to drop down."
Lois giggled. Georgie Pie, what a cute name! She wondered where it came from. She'd have to remember to ask Georgia later.
Georgia settled her pussy down a little farther. She could feel her pussy walls gush out steamy juice as Jeff's big cock started to push up her quivering pussy channel. She knew how good it would feel when Jeff's cock filled her up all the way. His prick barely fit in her tight pussy tunnel. It filled her completely and rubbed against the sides in a way that made Georgia lose her mind in passion.
"Farther," Jeff urged. "Come on, honey, drop it down all the way. It's going to feel so good I can hardly wait."
Georgia took her time about dropping her pussy down, even though Jeff continued to beg. She gave him just a little at a time.
"It's better if you do it slow," she called out to Lois. "See? Jeff is almost climbing the walls and I'm not all the way down yet. The slower you go the hotter they get."
Lois giggled. She was beginning to get the idea. Teasing was a lot of fun as long as you knew for sure that you were going to be satisfied in the end. All teasing was pretty frustrating. She knew that from fucking with Henry. He always gave her just enough to get her hot and then it was all over. That wasn't fun at all. She could see how Georgia's kind of teasing would be great. Holding out was fun as long as you got to come in the end.
Georgia grinned as Jeff's legs started to jerk. She'd teased him enough. Her pussy was flapping wildly around his cock and she was ready for some good hard fucking now. She gave a little giggle and dropped her pussy down all the way, sending Jeff's thick cock all the way up her pussy tunnel to barge right up against the softness of her womb.
"Ooooooh!" she moaned. "That feels fantastic. Can you feel how hot I am, honey? My pussy's really on fire. You're going to have to hose it down good with that big cock of yours to put the fire out."
Jeff grinned up at his sexy wife. He was ready. His cock was practically coming already and they'd only just started to fuck.
Georgia squealed as Jeff's hands cupped her tight butt cheeks. She knew what was coming now. This was her favorite part of fucking. Jeff was going to hold her in place and really bang her pussy. She shivered in anticipation as his fingers tightened around the globes of her ass.
Jeff held Georgia's ass cheeks firmly. Then he lunged upward, not letting her move an inch. Her pussy was impaled on his big, stiff cock and it squeezed delightfully. He could feel the very back of Georgia's pussy shiver. It wouldn't be long now.
Georgia squealed again. Jeff was really lunging hard now. She managed to swivel her hips from side to side in time to Jeff's plunges. That made the sensations even more intense. Her whole pussy tunnel felt like it was rippling and the fluttery warm feelings grew hotter and hotter.
"Oooooh!" she squealed. "I think I'm almost there, honey. Just a little more and my pussy's going to come all the way around your cock."
Georgia gave another little high squeal. Her butt was bouncing from side to side now, moving with Jeff's hard lunges. She was right on the edge of ecstasy. Just a little more and she would feel her pussy explode into millions of pieces.
Lois squirmed on the couch. She knew that she was supposed to be thinking about Henry but the sight of Jeff and Georgia fucking made her pussy too hot to think of anything. She wanted to jump right in there and join in on their fun.
Suddenly Lois giggled. She remembered what Georgia had done to her. When Georgia had sucked her titties, she had come harder than she'd ever come before. Maybe the same thing would work on Georgia. Perhaps she could make her come even harder.
Lois didn't take time to consider. She leaped up from the couch and dropped down next to Georgia on her knees. Then her head bobbed down and she sucked the tip of Georgia's titties right in her mouth and began to chew and suck just like Georgia had done to her.
"Oooooh, yes!" Georgia squealed. She hadn't been expecting anything like this. Lois' mouth felt wonderful on her nipple. She gave another shuddering squeal and her pussy started to explode.
"I'm commmming!" Georgia yowled. She threw her head back and let out a piercing scream of ecstasy. Her pussy snapped and rolled around Jeff's cock and she came so hard she thought she was going to fly right up and hit the ceiling.
"Jesus!" Jeff yelped. He'd never felt Georgia's pussy go this wild before. It was sucking at his cock so hard that the cum rose in his balls like mercury in a thermometer on a hot day.
"Oooooof!" Jeff yelled. He lunged upward with all his might and felt his balls start to pump.
Georgia's pussy snapped even harder when she felt the scalding bursts of Jeff's hot cum. Her pussy drank every drop of cum greedily, snapping and swallowing like a giant starving mouth. She squealed and squealed as her pussy sucked. It was absolutely fantastic and Lois had set her off by sucking her nipples. She was going to make sure that Lois got something in return. She and Jeff were going to set Henry straight if it was the last thing they did.
"Jesus!" Jeff groaned when the last feeble squirt of cum rolled out of the head of his cock. "That was the best ever. I never felt you come so hard."
Georgia giggled as she rolled off Jeff's tired cock. Then she sat up and grinned at Lois.
"Thanks, Lois," she said, smiling happily. "Now we've all got to put our heads together and think up a plan to turn Henry into a swinging lover."
Chapter Eight
"I sure hope this works," Lois breathed, twisting her hands nervously in her lap. "Henry's home already. I saw his car in the garage."
"It ought to work," Jeff chuckled. "Henry can't very well refuse an assignment by his boss, can he?"
"It, it's sort of blackmail," Lois complained.
"It's not really fair, you know."
"That can't be helped," Georgia said smoothly. "It's going to take drastic measures to shake up Henry. We're just going to have to try it. You don't want to go through the rest of your life sneaking around, do you?"
Henry looked very startled as Lois came in, followed by Georgia and Jeff. He hurried to make them a drink but Georgia noticed that he kept trying to get Lois off to the side to ask her what was going on.
"Sorry to barge right in on you, old man," Jeff said, grinning at Henry. "We came over to help Lois out. She said she had a little problem and Georgia and I are pretty good at listening to problems."
Henry looked dumbfounded. "Problem?" he asked. Then he turned to look at Lois. "What problem, honey?"
Lois had all she could do to go on with the plan. She had to try it. If it worked, she'd never be unhappy with Henry again. It was a risk, but it would be worth it if it succeeded.
"Well, I got to talking to Georgia at the Women's Improvement Guild tea," Lois said, trying not to look too nervous. "She said that she and Jeff were swingers and they were looking for another couple to swing with. I thought it would be fun, Henry. So I suggested that they come over and ask you about it. That's the problem, honey. I didn't think you'd let me do it."
Henry opened and closed his mouth without saying anything. He was really puzzled now. This sounded so weird that he just couldn't take it in at once.
"Lois said she thought you'd like to be a swinger," Jeff went on. "She didn't think you'd approve of her trying it though. Georgia and I came over to convince you to let her try it."
Henry nodded although he still didn't understand. Things were just going too fast for him. First Bitsy and the startling discovery that he and Lois were missing out on a lot of fun and now this. Learning that his new boss was a swinger was more than Henry could swallow.
"I figured that you'd go along with it, Henry," Jeff continued. "You look like the kind of a guy who isn't afraid to try something new. That's what I told Lois. I think she's been underestimating you. You will try it, won't you Henry?"
Henry's face turned red. Then he started to laugh. The pressures were just too much for him. The whole thing was turning out to be funnier than hell.
"Y-you're swingers!" he chuckled. "And you want us to swing with you, right?"
As Jeff nodded, Henry took a moment to wipe the tears of laughter off his cheeks. "And Lois thought I wouldn't go along with it. Is that it?"
"That's it," Georgia said. "I sure hope you will, Henry. You look like my favorite kind of man. I'd really like to fuck with you."
That was just too much for Henry. He howled in laughter for so long that Lois was actually getting worried that he was going to have a heart attack or something.
"Well," Henry said at last, chuckling under his breath. "Let's not sit here and talk about it. You said you wanted to swing and no one has their clothes off yet. Don't tell me I have to start the ball rolling!"
Lois sat in stunned silence while Henry started to unbutton his shirt. She just couldn't believe Henry's reaction. She hadn't expected him to act this way at all. The best that she'd ever dare to hope for was that Henry would go along with it because his boss had asked him to. Henry was acting as if he had just been waiting for someone to suggest swinging.
Lois stayed on the couch, frozen like a statue while Jeff and Georgia began to shed their clothes. She just couldn't believe it. Henry was acting like a new man, the kind of man she'd always hoped he would be.
"Come on!" Georgia giggled, tugging at Lois' arm. "I thought you wanted to swing."
'"Oh!" Lois gasped. "I do! I really do! I'm just surprised. I never, in a million years, thought something like this would really happen."
Henry came up behind Georgia and cupped his hands around her quivering titties. "How about letting me lick your pussy?" he asked, chuckling at Lois' shocked expression. "I want to get in a little more practice before I try it out on Lois."
Lois shook her head. She must be dreaming. Straight, proper Henry was actually talking about licking pussies. That was unbelievable!
Both Lois and Jeff watched while Henry pushed Georgia back on the couch. "You've got to tell me if I'm doing it right," Henry insisted. "I want to be an expert before I try it with Lois."
Lois didn't really believe that Henry would do it until his tongue actually shot out and slid between Georgia's pink pussy lips. Then she giggled in admiration. She didn't know what had happened to change Henry so much in just one day, but she wasn't going to waste time speculating about it. The important thing was that he had really changed. He was lapping up Georgia's creamy juice like it was the finest nectar in the world and it made Lois' pussy quiver just watching. She could hardly wait until he tried it with her. This was fantastic!
"Is that right?" Henry asked, popping up for a breath of air. "Does that feel good, Georgia?"
Georgia smiled. "You bet it does!" she gurgled. "You're doing it just right, Henry. I can tell that you're going to be an expert with just a little more practice."
Lois was so intent on watching Henry that she forgot all about Jeff until he sucked her nipple into his mouth. Then she groaned and dropped to the floor by the couch. Her pussy felt like it was boiling. Watching Henry and Georgia had made her so hot that she was trembling all over.
"I thought you said that Henry was a prude," Jeff whispered, chuckling under his breath. "He sure doesn't look like a prude now."
"He, he changed!" Lois stammered. "I don't know how, but Henry changed just the way I've been hoping he would."
"Well, let's get in on a little action of our own," Jeff suggested, rolling Lois over on her back and spreading her legs out with his hands. "How about a nice, easy fuck to start things off right?"
"Oooooh, yes," Lois giggled. "Let's do it right here. Then I can watch Henry and Georgia while we're fucking. That should be a blast."
Lois felt the heat in her pussy grow into a raging fire as Jeff crawled between her legs. She watched him point his big cock right at the entrance to her spasming pussy hole and her whole body felt like it was on fire. Seeing Henry lick Georgia's pussy made Lois hornier than she'd ever been before. It was almost as good as having her own pussy licked and fucked at the same time.
"Hurry!" she moaned. "I can hardly wait. Shove your big, stiff cock right up my pussy tunnel, Jeff. Fuck me good!"
Jeff grinned. He had a few tricks up his sleeve.
He was going to tease Lois a little bit first, before he gave her the full length of his stiff prick. He pushed just the head of his cock into her burning pussy hole and held it there, waiting for her reaction.
"Ooooooh," Lois moaned. "Come on, Jeff, give it to me. I need it all!"
Jeff moved forward another inch. He could feel Lois' pussy tunnel snap and suck at the tip of his cock, urging him in deeper. He held back because he wanted to drive her wild with passion before he drove all of his hard cock in "More!" Lois begged, swiveling her hips in a horny dance of lust. "Harder, Jeff! Give me more!"
Jeff's hips dipped slightly. Another inch of hard, pulsing cock slid up Lois' hungry pussy tunnel. It was getting difficult for Jeff to hold back now. Lois' pussy was sucking so hard that he had to fight to hold back.
"Ahhhhh!" Lois squealed. She threw her legs up around Jeff's back, pounding at his butt cheeks with her heels. Her legs tightened and she tried to pull his cock all the way into her burning pussy. She wanted all of it and Jeff was being mean. She just had to have all of his hard cock in her trembling cunt channel.
Jeff's cock felt like a match that was ready to burst into flame. Lois' pussy was snapping and sucking at his cock so wildly that he couldn't hold out any longer. He just had to shove it in all the way. He couldn't hold back when it felt so delicious.
"Here it comes," Jeff groaned. He leaned back and his butt muscles tensed. Then he gave a quick jab forward and his cock hammered all the way into Lois' pussy tunnel, banging in so deeply that it nosed against the hot, soft surface of her womb.
"Aaaagh!" Lois howled. She knew that Jeff's cock was big, but it felt enormous in her tight pussy tunnel. She felt like a stuffed turkey on Thanksgiving Day. Every inch of her pussy tunnel was filled with hard, pulsing cock and it was the most wonderful feeling in the world.
"Fuck meeee!" Lois yelped. Jeff's cock felt so good in her pussy that her whole body was shaking like an earthquake. She held her breath and squealed again as he lunged forward. Jeff's cock was so big it felt like it was going to split her pussy wide open. It didn't hurt, it didn't hurt one bit. It just felt incredibly wonderful, the most wonderful sensation Lois had ever felt.
Suddenly Lois felt her pussy start to spasm. Her pussy ring sucked in and out as if it was trying to swallow Jeff's cock alive. Sharp little thrills raced back and forth in her cunt and it felt like an electrical storm was taking place right in the middle of her shaking pussy tunnel. Lightning flashed every time Jeff lunged, and thunder rolled in Lois' ears. She heard a far-off sound of someone screaming and it took her a moment to realize that it was her voice.
Lois opened her eyes and looked up. She could see the beads of sweat glistening on Jeff's upper lip. There were a few dark hairs poking up there to form slight fuzzy stubble. The beads of sweat clung to the baby hairs like dew on blades of grass.
Lois could still hear the sound of her own screaming. It was thin and high gathering volume like a steam whistle on a teapot. Suddenly her mind swung free from her body and floated up toward the ceiling where it looked down to watch while her body thrashed and squirmed in the throes of ecstasy.
Lois felt so strange that she wondered if she was going to faint. She'd never felt quite like this before, not even when Jeff licked her pussy. This was a new sensation, almost like the description she'd read of an acid trip. She seemed to see everything that was happening in the room with the pores of her skin, even if her eyes were closed.
Henry's long hot tongue was diving right into the quivering ring of Georgia's cunt. Lois could see it happen behind her closed eyelids. She saw the rapture on Georgia's face and she knew that Georgia was almost ready to come.
Suddenly Lois' mind joined her body again in an explosion of color and sound. Lights flashed behind her eyes and she heard the clanging shrillness of music. She was whirling around as if she was on a merry-go-round, dipping and swirling and reaching out her hand for the brass ring.
"AAAAAGH!" Lois shrieked. Long rippling shudders chased up and down her body and the rug prickled on her squirming ass cheeks. She felt Jeff's cock pump right to the back of her swirling pussy tunnel and touch off an explosion that shattered her pussy into millions of bright glittering pieces.
"Oooooooh, yes!" Lois screamed. Her pussy was shaking apart like dandelion fluff in a strong wind, every piece swiveling and whirling in a blaze of absolute passion.
Suddenly Lois felt a hot blast of wetness travel down her shattering pussy tunnel, soothing the rubbed tissues and making them congeal together again in an envelope of hot, soft silk. More and more of the hot, soothing juice squirted out and her pussy felt like it was new again, re-formed by the hot blasts of cum.
"Oh, my God!" she gasped, sucking hard with her pussy muscles. She had to get every bit of that wonderful magical cream. It was the secret of joy, the most wonderful liquid her pussy had ever tasted.
Jeff gave one last cry of triumph as his balls emptied their load right into the depths of Lois' squeezing pussy. He'd never felt anything like this before. Lois was the hottest fuck he'd ever had.
It took a long time for Lois to move. When she was finally able to sit up, she grinned happily.
There was a ringing in her ears and she shook her head to clear it. Then she giggled as she realized it was the telephone.
Chapter Nine
"Sure Claire, you know you can ask me anything," Lois said into the receiver with a puzzled expression on her face. "No, I don't care if it's embarrassing. What do you want to know?"
Suddenly Lois burst into laughter. "I'll do better than tell you about it," she giggled. "Hop a cab and come over here right away. Leave a note for Donald to join you when he gets home from work."
Lois listened for a moment and then she giggled again. "Just come on over," she said. "You'll find out when you get here."
Lois hung up the receiver and grinned widely. "I think I've just recruited another person for our swinging party," she said. "That was Claire and she wanted to find out how to suck Donald's cock. She couldn't find a book on how to do it so I told her to come right over. You'll give her a cocksucking lesson, won't you Georgia?"
Georgia grinned in a satisfied sort of way. Her pussy was still twitching after that nice licking that Henry had given it. She was in the mood to be generous.
"Sure," she agreed, winking at Jeff. "What about her husband though? Won't he get uptight?"
"I told Claire to leave a note for him," Lois explained, grinning conspiratorially. "You can give Claire the lesson, and then when Donald walks in, you can test her on what she's learned."
"Jesus!" Henry groaned. "Before we know it the whole Women's Improvement Guild is going to be over here taking lessons from Georgia. Wouldn't that be a sight!"
Georgia laughed but Lois shook her head. "You'd never get Helen Speare over here," she warned. "Helen Speare is so proper that she'd die if you said shit!"
Georgia's eyes started to sparkle. "Then we'll just have to work on her next," she said, nodding her head. "I remember Helen from the tea. She looks like she could use a good fuck."
Henry grinned. "Charles is all right," he said.
"He's not as straight as Helen thinks he is. Maybe we can work on Charles first and he can bring Helen in."
Jeff chuckled, a deep rumbling sound in his chest. "I can see it all now," he laughed. "All my executives and their wives will be swingers before Georgia gets through with them. Go to it, Georgie Pie! I think that would be perfect!"
Henry's eyes lit up as soon as Jeff called Georgia, Georgie Pie. "You don't mean, 'Georgie Pie, The Peach You'd Love To Peel'?" he asked. "Georgie Pie! The stripper?"
Georgia's face turned red. "Uh, that's exactly what he means," she confessed, giggling merrily, used to be a stripper before I married Jeff."
Lois clapped her hands. She opened her mouth to say something but the doorbell rang. ,"It must be Claire!" she hissed. "This ought to be a ball!"
Claire stopped short in the doorway when she saw Jeff and Georgia sitting on the couch naked. Then her eyes nearly popped out of her head as Henry walked in, carrying a tray of drinks. She turned around to ask Lois what was happening and her mouth flew open in shock. Lois had slipped out of her caftan and she was just as naked as everyone else in the room.
"I managed to find an expert to give you a cocksucking lesson," Lois said, trying to keep a straight face. "You remember Georgia Ingram, don't you?"
"Oh, my God!" Claire gasped. She looked as if she were going to faint for a second. Then the color came back to her face in a rush and she started giggling wildly.
"You, you've got to be kidding!" she gasped. "I don't believe all this!"
"Just sit down right here," Georgia said calmly, patting a place on the couch. "You want to learn how to suck cocks, don't you?"
"Uh, yes!" Claire choked. "But, but-"
Lois was laughing so hard she thought she'd fall right over. She pushed Henry down on the floor on his back and grinned at Georgia. "Let Henry be your partner," she suggested. "Henry'd just love to have his cock sucked, wouldn't you, dear?"
"Uh, sure!" Henry agreed, his cock sticking straight up in the air and waving in readiness. "Come on Georgia. Let's start the lesson. I don't mind at all."
Georgia knelt down on the other side of Henry, so Claire could see perfectly. "The first thing to remember is not to do it too fast," she warned. "The longer it takes, the better it is. You've got to start with his balls and work your way up."
Claire's eyes almost popped out of her head as Claire's pink tongue began lapping over the wrinkled surface of Henry's balls. She blinked once and shook her head. Lois knew just how Claire was feeling. Poor Claire was probably thinking that she was imagining the whole thing.
Henry let out a groan of pleasure as Georgia tongue swirled over his balls, leaving a wet trail of hot saliva in its wake. Now he was doubly glad that he'd met Bitsy. She'd taught him how to keep from coming too soon. He was pretty sure that he could hold out this time. All he had to do was to remember the little tricks that Bitsy had taught him.
Georgia licked and stroked with her tongue until Henry was red in the face. Georgia was every bit as good as Bitsy, perhaps even better. Henry could feel his balls swell as her tongue lifted and tickled them. Then Georgia did something that almost made Henry blow the whole thing. She leaned down and sucked one of his shivering balls right into her blazing mouth.
"Aaaaagh!" Henry groaned. Then he- groaned ever harder when Georgia's mouth opened wider and sucked his other ball in too.
"Wow!" Lois exclaimed. "That's some trick, right Claire?"
Claire swallowed noisily. "Yesssss," she breathed softly. Now that she had gotten over her initial shock, this was turning out to be a lot of fun. She could hardly wait to try all this out on Donald. She was sure that he'd be pleasantly surprised.
Georgia sucked and lifted Henry's balls with her tongue. Then she let both of them slide out of her mouth and grinned at Claire. "Did you see how I did that?" she asked. "You have to be really careful not to suck too hard. I didn't suck too hard, did I Henry?"
"Ooooh, no," Henry managed to gasp. "You sucked just right. Just exactly right."
Something clicked in Lois' mind when Henry told Georgia it was just right. Henry wouldn't know unless he'd had his cock sucked before. Henry must have tried it with another woman. For a second Lois felt jealous, but her jealousy quickly evaporated. If having his cock sucked by another woman had made him this much fun, Lois was pretty grateful to that other woman, whoever she was.
"Now watch this," Georgia continued. "As soon as you get his balls nice and wet, you start to climb up his cock with your tongue. Just lick very slowly, all the way to the top. If you do it right, the top should be nice and creamy by the time you get there."
Claire shivered and shifted a little on the couch. There was a tingling sensation in her pussy and she knew what that meant. She was getting hot by watching Georgia lick Henry's cock. She could hardly wait to try it out for herself on Donald.
Georgia took a long time to lick around the base of Henry's throbbing cock. Lois held her breath in suspense. She expected Henry to lose control any second. He'd never held out that long before. Lois remembered the times he'd come too soon. Henry really had changed. Maybe she had more than one thing to thank that other woman for.
Claire watched so closely that her eyes began to burn. She didn't want to blink and miss something. She wanted to learn exactly how to do it. Donald was really going to get a surprise if she could lick his cock as well as Georgia was licking Henry's.
Claire wasn't the only one who was watching closely. Lois was studying Georgia's every motion. She was going to learn how to suck cocks too. She felt a little ripple of delight chase through her pussy as she remembered what Henry had said. He was going to lick her pussy. Well, this way she would have something to do for him in return. She could suck his cock while he was licking her pussy. That should be a whole lot of fun.
Georgia had almost reached the top of Henry's cock by this time. Both Claire and Lois noticed that there wasn't a centimeter of Henry's cock that hadn't been touched by her hot tongue. Georgia gave one last lick of her tongue that made a wet path right around the ridge below Henry's cockhead. Then she sat up and smiled proudly.
"See that?" she said, pointing to the very tip of Henry's cock. "It's all wet and shiny. That means I did a good job getting Henry ready for the big thrill."
Lois and Claire leaned forward at the same time. Both of them were very close to Henry's cock now. "It, it's creamy!" Claire gasped. "Henry must be really excited for his cock to leak like that."
"Oh, you can bet on that!" Henry chuckled. It was all he could do to hold the cum in his balls. Georgia had licked even longer than Bitsy and Henry was ready to explode any second.
"You can have the first taste because he's your husband," Georgia offered, grinning at Lois. "Come on down here and scoop up a little of that nice cream with your tongue. It looks really good, doesn't it?"
Lois shivered. Her mouth watered as she knelt down on the other side of Henry's body. "You want me to just lick it up?" she asked, leaning over.
"Yeah!" Henry exclaimed. His cock jerked as Lois' red lips came closer and closer. His dream was coming true. Lois was actually going to lick up his cum and taste it.
Lois gave an excited little squeal. She stuck out her tongue and approached Henry's shiny cock-head hesitantly. The very tip of her tongue dipped down in his red glandhole and scooped up a drop of cream.
"It's good!" she giggled, smacking her lips and swallowing. "I didn't know that it would taste so good!"
Georgia smiled. "Now watch this closely," she advised. "This is the most important part. Just try to imagine that your mouth is a cunt, squeezing and sucking out the cum. You make your lips round, like this. Then you fuck your mouth down right over the head of his cock and suck. If you keep sucking and swallowing you can get all of it in your mouth at once. That'll really give Henry a thrill."
Georgia leaned over again. She pursed her lips arid sucked the tip of Henry's cock right in. Lois and Claire could see her swallow and suck. Little by little, Henry's cock disappeared from view. Georgia was taking every bit of it in her mouth. She didn't stop until his cock was buried in her throat, all the way down to his balls.
"Wow!" Lois gasped. "She did it! Georgia sucked the whole thing down her throat!"
Claire giggled. It looked kind of funny but she could tell that Henry really liked it. Her eyes widened as Georgia started to move her head up and down, pumping Henry's hard cock with her mouth. Georgia's movements got faster and faster, just like fucking, and Henry clenched his fists to try to hold off the inevitable.
"Aaaah!" he groaned. "I can't hold off any longer, Georgia. You'd better stop if you don't want a mouthful of cum."
Georgia didn't even pause. Henry had been a very good partner. Now she wanted to reward him for holding out so long.
"Oooooh!" Henry moaned. "It's coming now, Georgia! Jesus! My balls are going to explode!"
Lois stared at Henry's balls. They were swelling up and starting to wiggle in a rhythmic way. They looked like they were pumping and Henry gave a loud yell and his eyes rolled back.
"Yaaaaaaa!" he yelled. "I'm shooting! Right down your throat, Georgia! Suck it all out! Suck my balls dry!"
Georgia kept right on sucking until Henry's balls were completely drained. Then she sat up and licked her lips.
"Delicious!" she decided. "I think you're really going to like swallowing Henry's cum, Lois. It's really great."
Lois looked around. Everyone was sitting on the edge of their chairs. She noticed that Jeff's cock was as hard as a spear, sticking up from his lap. He was certainly turned on by Georgia's little cocksucking lesson.
"I-I think I can do it now," Claire said, starting to giggle. "I can hardly wait to try it on Donald!"
Just then the doorbell rang. Claire jumped a foot and her face turned white. "That must be Donald!" she hissed. "Shall I let him in, or what?"
"I'll let him in," Lois giggled. "You just hurry up and get out of those clothes. It's time for your final test. You can suck Donald's cock right now to show Georgia what kind of teacher she is."
Chapter Ten
Donald grinned as he drove up in front of Henry's house. "It looks like Jeff Ingram is here," he said, parking in back of the red Cadillac.
Charles grinned back. "I wanted a chance to talk to you about Helen but it can wait," he said. "Socializing with our boss is even more important than my problem with Helen."
Charles ran his fingers through his unruly hair as he and Donald stood in front of the door. Now he was damn glad that they hadn't stopped for a drink. He wanted to make a good impression on Jeff Ingram. He seemed like a nice guy at work, but Charles knew that he might be entirely different in a social setting. He was damn glad that he wasn't half bombed as he usually was after work. Helen would be very impressed with him if he got to know Jeff Ingram socially.
Donald pressed the doorbell and stood waiting. He hoped that he wasn't intruding on a party or something. Claire's note had said to come right over, but he wasn't expecting to see his boss here.
When Lois answered the bell, Donald and Charles stood there speechless. Both of them opened their mouths but nothing came out. They gasped and their faces turned red. Then finally Donald recovered enough to force out a greeting.
"Uh, hi, Lois," he mumbled. "Uh, you're, I mean, you don't have any, uh-"
Charles was just as flustered as Donald. "Hello," he croaked.
Lois pulled the two men into the house. "Hurry up," she giggled. "I sure don't want the neighbors to see me like this."
She giggled again at their flustered expressions and turned, beckoning to them. "Hurry-up!" she said again. "The party's just started. Everyone else is in the living room."
Donald resisted the urge to turn around and run back out the front door. Lois was acting awfully strange. He watched her cute, rounded ass cheeks bounce as she led the way toward the living room.
"Jesus!" Charles hissed. "What do we do?"
"Let's go see what's going on," Donald said, recovering a little. "Maybe it's some kind of a joke or something."
Both men walked slowly toward the living room. They could hear voices and Donald was sure that he recognized Jeff Ingram's chuckle.
* * *
Claire shivered uncontrollably as Donald's voice at the door. She couldn't help the nervous fluttering in her tummy. This was really going to be a shock for Donald. He'd never expected anything like this of her.
"Listen!" Henry hissed. "There's someone with Donald. It sounds like Charles Speare."
Claire's face turned white as she recognized Charles' voice.
"Just relax," Georgia advised. "Everything will work out just fine. Another man will fit in perfectly. If it really is Charles Speare, maybe we can get Helen over here. That would be an absolute blast."
Henry grinned as he heard footsteps come down the hallway. He could hardly wait to see the expressions on Charles' and Donald's faces when they came into the room.
All three of them looked up as Lois sauntered into the room. "Come on, boys," she invited, winking at Claire. "Don't be shy now. We've got a real party going and we don't want anybody to spoil it."
There was absolute silence as Donald and Charles appeared in the doorway. Both of them looked like they wished they could sink right into the floor.
"Well, the way you two are dressed, it looks like a board meeting," Jeff chuckled. "Why don't you sit down and get comfortable."
"Uh," Donald stuttered. "Wh-wh-what's going on anyway? You're all naked!"
"That's right," Georgia giggled. "You'd better hurry up and join us. People with clothes on make me nervous."
Donald looked like his eyes were ready to pop out of his head as he recognized Georgia. He was convinced that he was losing his mind.
"Take off our clothes?" he gasped. "Uh, yeah. I guess we could do that, huh, Charles?"
Charles was still staring at Georgia Ingram. "Is this some sort of a joke?" he asked, feeling foolish.
"No, joke," Claire giggled. "Georgia just finished giving me a cocksucking lesson. Now she's going to test me out with a real live man. That's what you wanted, isn't it, Donald?"
Donald's face turned beet-red. He still had the feeling that he was dreaming. This really couldn't be happening. That wasn't really Jeff sitting over there naked. It must be some kind of nightmare.
Donald looked at Claire. She seemed real enough. He reached down and pinched his leg, trying to wake up. If he had stopped for a drink the way Charles had wanted to, he would have been sure that he was hallucinating.
"Come on, honey," Claire urged, bouncing over to him and starting to loosen his tie. "You don't want to spoil the party, do you?"
"Uh, no! No, of course not!" Donald gasped. If his boss, Jeff, wanted him to take off his clothes, then he'd have to do it. Besides, it was beginning to sound like a pretty good idea. He didn't know what kind of a game everyone was playing but he was a good sport. He'd go along with it.
Charles blinked in astonishment as Donald started to take off his clothes. There was nothing for him to do except follow suit. He didn't want everyone to accuse him of being a party pooper. This was pretty damn strange, but maybe it was some sort of initiation or something like that. At least Helen wasn't here. Charles would have died if Helen had been here.
It didn't take Charles and Donald long to get out of their clothes. Georgia gazed approvingly at the two men when she saw that their cocks were hard and jerking. She had expected Charles to balk.
After all he was the only one whose wife wasn't here. She'd have to work on that when Claire's cocksucking test was over.
"Lie down on the couch, Donald," Georgia insisted. "I've got to make sure that Claire remembers everything I taught her."
Donald grinned. This was turning out to be fun. He couldn't very well refuse when the boss' wife herself told him to lie down. He didn't want to refuse either. Now he was eager to see if Claire would actually suck his cock in front of all these people.
Claire giggled as Donald stretched out. She had expected it to be a little more difficult to get him to cooperate. Donald was a good sport. She was proud of him for that.
"Remember, the longer it takes, the hotter they get," Lois said. Then she giggled at Donald's expression. "I think Donald's pretty hot already. At least his cock is nice and hard."
Donald blushed a little. He wasn't used to comments like that in front of a group. He really didn't mind, he knew that his cock was nice and big. Just hearing what Claire was going to do had given him a massive hard-on.
Claire dropped to her knees by the side of the couch. "Can you see all right, Georgia?" she asked. "I want to pass this test with flying colors."
Georgia giggled. She glanced over at Charles who was sitting in a chair right in front of the couch. "I can see better from over here," she commented, crossing the room and plopping her lush body right down on Charles' lap.
Then she turned around and grinned at him. "You don't mind if I sit on your lap, do you Charles?"
Charles felt his face turn as red as a brick. "Uh, no," he answered. "I don't mind at all."
Charles almost died of embarrassment as Georgia wiggled her lush ass cheeks, trying to get comfortable. There was no way that she could ignore the stiff pole of his cock. It was nosing right between her ass cheeks and he could feel it jerk wildly.
"Come on," Georgia urged. "Hurry up and start your test. This chair is pretty hard to sit on. There's something stiff poking out at my butt."
Charles couldn't help it. He started laughing. He tried to choke back his chuckles as he looked over at Jeff. He didn't want to make his boss mad.
Jeff laughed harder than anyone else. That made Charles feel much better. Jeff didn't seem to mind Georgia's antics in the least. He looked as if he was enjoying the whole thing. Charles began to relax and have a good time. This was a lot more fun than going home to Helen. Helen wouldn't be caught dead at a party like this.
Charles peeked over Georgia's shoulder. He could see Claire's head dipping down between Donald's legs. He'd never seen anyone suck a cock before. He tried to imagine what Donald must be feeling and his cock lurched again.
Donald watched Claire's wet hot lips come down but they didn't land on his cock. She stuck out her little pink tongue and started to lap right on his balls.
"Jesus!" Donald gasped. "I thought you were going to suck my cock, honey. What are you doing?"
"She's licking your balls first," Georgia answered. "Just relax and enjoy it. It gets even better after a little while. Claire's going to drive you right out of your mind when she shows you all the tricks I taught her."
Donald shivered. He could believe that. His balls were wiggling wildly and he felt his cock jerk as Claire's tongue swirled wetly. It was a marvelous sensation. He'd never felt anything quite like it before. His balls swelled up so firm and full that he wondered just how long he was going to be able to hold out. Claire's tongue was licking and lapping so deliciously that he had to clench his fists to keep from shooting immediately.
"Just hold your horses, Donald," Georgia warned. "You don't want to miss out on all those sexy tricks, do you?"
"No!" Donald yelped. "Wow! This is hard to believe, Claire!"
Claire giggled. She opened her mouth wide and sucked in one of Donald's huge balls. She was careful not to suck too hard. She heard Donald's lusty gasp and she knew that she was doing it just right.
"Now the other one too," Georgia reminded her. "You've got to suck both of them at once."
Claire opened her mouth so wide she felt her jaws ache. She sucked in Donald's other nutsac and rolled both of them around with her tongue the way that Georgia had taught her. She was sure that she was doing just fine when she heard him catch his breath. She couldn't see it, but she knew his face was turning red too. She could feel the heat starting to rise from his balls and she was sure that Donald was going absolutely crazy with lust.
"That's enough!" Georgia called out. She giggled a little. She knew she had sounded just like a drill sergeant. She wanted Claire to do it perfectly though. Donald deserved a real treat for being such a good sport.
"Start climbing the pole now," Georgia instructed. "Remember the motto. 'The longer you take, the hotter he gets'."
Charles breathed out as Claire's tongue began circling the base of Donald's cock. He hadn't realized that he'd been holding his breath before. His cock twinged again and he clenched his own fists the way that Donald was doing. The soft lushness of Georgia's ass cheeks was driving him crazy. He didn't dare to think of what it would feel like to have his own cock sucked. Just thinking about it would make him come for sure.
Claire lapped slowly and carefully. The slower she licked the redder Donald's face got. He moaned and groaned like he was undergoing some exquisite torture. Claire's lips were so hot and her tongue moved so slowly that he could hardly stand it. His balls were so swollen and full that they started to ache.
"Take your time, Claire," Georgia warned, wiggling a little on Charles' cock. She was having the time of her life. She was pretty sure that Charles would go along with any suggestion she made as long as his cock stayed this hard. They were going to have a full-scale swinging party tonight. Now she was positive of that.
It took another five minutes for Claire to reach the head of Donald's jerking cockshaft. She gave it one flick of her tongue and leaned back.
'"How did I do?" she asked. "It's got cream on the end, just like you said, Georgia."
Georgia giggled. She could see the shiny wetness on Donald's cock. "You did just fine," she complimented her pupil. "Now you get to scoop up a little of the cream and taste it."
Claire shivered. She could hardly wait to do that. She'd been wanting to taste cock cream ever since she saw Lois and Georgia taste Henry's. She flicked out her tongue and dipped it in Donald's creamy glandhole, capturing a big drop of cream and rolling it around on her tongue.
"Mmmmmm," she sighed. "You were right! It is delicious!"
Georgia giggled. "You know what comes next," she said. "Now take the whole thing in your mouth. If you think it's too much, just start swallowing. You have to suck it all in, all the way up to his balls."
Claire opened her mouth wide. She licked her lips, just the way Georgia had done, and aimed her mouth at the tip of Donald's cock. Then she fucked her head down, right over the shiny end.
"Awwwwww!" Donald bellowed. His face got even redder, although Georgia hadn't thought that it was possible. She could see his knees shaking and his mouth was open and gasping.
"Jesus! That's great!" he gasped. "Come on, honey! Suck it good!"
Georgia giggled. Watching Claire at work was making her pussy hot too. She wiggled a little more in Charles' lap and felt his cock poke insistently against her quivering ass cheeks. Charles was every bit as turned on as she was. She could hardly wait until Claire finished sucking Donald's cock so she could put the second half of her sexy plan into effect.
"Keep swallowing," Georgia warned. "Come on, Claire. You can get his whole cock in your mouth if you try. Just remember what I told you and keep swallowing."
Claire swallowed frantically. She didn't see how she could possibly get Donald's stiff cockshaft all the way into her mouth but she didn't want to take the time to argue. It was going in farther than she had expected. It was almost as if her throat was stretching out to gobble up the whole, jerking shaft.
"Just a little more to go," Georgia encouraged her. "Come on, Claire, just keep swallowing and you'll get it all."
Claire swallowed and swallowed. It was hard to swallow past the hard pole of Donald's stiff cock but she did her best. She opened her throat as wide as it would go and swallowed just like a boa constrictor with a mouse.
"Awwwww!" Donald yelped. "You got it, honey! You got every bit in your mouth!"
Claire blinked. She felt the hard, roundness of Donald's balls banging up against her chin. She'd done it! She'd swallowed every bit of his big cock!
"Keep on sucking Claire," Georgia yelled. "He's almost ready to come. I can see his balls swelling up.
Claire didn't have to see to know that Donald's balls were swelling. She could feel them bump against her chin and pulse wildly. She knew what that meant. Donald was ready to give her a bellyfull of hot cum.
Claire sucked harder and harder. Donald's cock seemed to grow, right in the tight squeezing channel of her throat. She felt his prick jerk as she tickled it with her tongue. She ran the length of her tongue over the underside of his thick, twitching shaft, just the way Georgia had taught her to. She could hardly wait for the explosion.
Donald's legs started to tremble. His cock was practically burning up. Claire's mouth was like a furnace, sucking him in and pulling wildly. There was no way that he could hold back the explosion now. Her mouth was just too hot and wet.
Donald let out a cry of pure bliss. His balls started to pump wildly and the cum rushed to the tip of his cock. Then it gushed out in great, pulsing blasts, shooting right down her squeezing throat and filling her tummy with hot cream.
"Awwwwww!" Donald bawled. "That's it, honey, get it all out! Suck my balls dry, honey. Get it all!"
Claire sucked and swallowed so fast that her head started to spin. Donald's cum was delicious. There was a warm, satisfied feeling in her tummy, feeling all that hot cream slide down her throat. It made her feel really important to have sucked Donald's cock so well. She could tell that Donald was enjoying it. She'd never heard him yell so hard when he came before.
Finally the last spurt of cum rushed down Claire's throat. She raised her head carefully and grinned at the expression on Donald's face. He looked like someone had just handed him a million dollars.
"Did you like that?" she asked, smiling so widely that her face threatened to split in two.
"Yeah!" Donald gasped. "You bet I did! That was the best sucking I ever had!"
Charles grinned into Georgia's shoulder. He was sure glad that Claire had learned how to suck cocks so well. Now Donald wouldn't have to run around with that secretary any more. He could have fun right at home and not worry about being caught.
Suddenly Charles felt sad. Everyone was having so much fun. He knew that Helen would never do something like Claire had done. There would be no satisfaction for him at home. Helen wouldn't be caught dead sucking a cock. Charles was sure of that. Why she practically died every time he just came near her with a hard cock! And he didn't ask for much. He certainly wouldn't expect her to do something wild like suck his cock. All he wanted was a good fuck. That wasn't so much to ask.
"What's the matter?" Georgia asked, turning around and staring at Charles. "You're so quiet. Don't you like the party so far?"
"Uh, sure," Charles mumbled. "Sure I like it. It's just, I sure wish Helen would act more like you girls. She wouldn't do anything like Claire did if someone held a gun to her head."
Georgia giggled. "Oh, I don't think we'll have to go that far," she answered. "Let's all talk about it and see if we can think of some plan to get Helen loosened up. I sure don't want to see you be left out. That isn't fair."
Charles grinned. "You'd have to be a miracle worker to get Helen in on this," he remarked dryly. "Helen doesn't even like it when we fuck. She's never liked it, not even when we were first married."
Donald had recovered pretty well by this time and he was gazing at Charles curiously. "We used to have the same problem, didn't we, honey?" he asked, winking at Claire. "Why don't you tell Charles what finally turned you on. Maybe he can try the same thing with Helen."
Claire blushed. Then she giggled. "Well," she started to answer. She didn't like to discuss it, but that was kind of silly. After all, they had all seen her lick Donald's cock. There wasn't any reason not to be honest now.
"I didn't like to fuck either," she confessed. "I changed my mind after last night though. Donald did something he'd never done before. He licked my pussy and it really turned me on."
Charles looked hopeful for a second but then frowned. "Helen would never let me do something like that!" he said vehemently. "She's just as prim and proper in bed as she is during the day. You all know how she usually acts."
Suddenly Lois snapped her fingers. "I've got it! she exclaimed. "I know how to get Helen to cooperate! All I have to do is call her and tell her that Jeff wants to talk to her about a promotion for Charles. You know how Helen is about social position. She'd so anything Jeff suggested as long as she thought it was going to lead to a better title for Charles."
Jeff chuckled. "That's blackmail!" he exclaimed. "It sounds perfect! Why don't you go ahead and call her, Lois. We'll plan out the whole thing before she gets here. I think Helen is going to get the surprise of her life when she finally tries pussylicking and decides she likes it."
Chapter Eleven
Helen was ready when Charles got there. Her eyes were shining and she kissed him lightly on the cheek.
"You must have made a really good impression on Mr. Ingram," she bubbled. "He's really going to promote you?"
"That depends on you, honey," Charles said, keeping his face straight. "Jeff and his wife, Georgia, are kind of strange people. Jeff said he was going to make me Senior Vice-President if both of us could get along with the other executives and their wives."
"Senior Vice-President!" Helen mused. "That means you'd have almost the same position you had before. You'd be higher than the other Vice-Presidents, right?"
"That's right," Charles said, smiling as he drove. This was working out just fine. He could practically hear the wheels in Helen's mind spinning. If he got this promotion, she'd be able to lord it over all the rest of the wives again. He knew Helen wanted that more than anything else.
"What kind of party is this?" Helen asked, settling down in the seat. "I've got to know what Mr. Ingram expects of me before I can fit in."
"Well," Charles hesitated. "It is getting pretty wild over there. Everyone's been drinking a lot and things are kind of-unusual. Just go along with whatever Mr. Ingram suggests, Helen. Remember, he's pretty loaded and he might say some strange things."
"Don't you worry about that," Helen responded. "I'm sure I can handle it. I'll laugh at every one of Mr. Ingram's jokes. I can play along with whatever little game he likes."
"I knew you could do it, Helen," Charles said, grinning even harder. "Just don't act shocked.
Remember, I told you, the party's getting a little wild."
Charles was grinning so hard as he drove up in front of Henry's house that he had to fight to wipe the smile off his face. Helen had fallen for it, hook, line and sinker. Now all they had to do was to reel her in. He could hardly wait for Jeff to do that. They'd already decided that Jeff should be the one to lick Helen's pussy. She wouldn't dare complain if he did it. She'd be too afraid of making him mad and losing Charles' promotion.
"Come on in!" Lois yelled as Charles rang the doorbell. There was the sound of music as Charles opened the door and Helen heard loud laughter. This certainly was a rowdy party. She supposed she'd have to pretend that she was having a good time. She wanted Mr. Ingram to think that she fit in.
Henry got up to get Helen a drink the moment she and Charles came through the door. Helen thought that the drink was unusually strong but Mr. Ingram urged her to drink up so Helen managed to empty the glass.
"Fix Helen another one," Jeff prodded Henry. "She's got a lot of catching up to do."
Helen opened her mouth to protest but suddenly she thought better of it. If Mr. Ingram, or Jeff, as he insisted on her calling him, wanted her to drink, she'd drink.
Henry winked at Lois as he brought Helen another drink. This was working out just the way they'd planned it. If Helen finished this drink, she'd be bombed on her feet. Henry had mixed a double last time and this drink was more like a triple.
Lois almost giggled out loud as she watched Helen's expression as she took a sip of the drink. She knew that Helen was dead set against drinking. She never had anything stronger than wine, and even then she sipped at a glass for the whole evening. It would be a blast to see Helen bombed.
"Let's play a few hands of strip poker," Georgia suggested, grabbing a deck of cards that lay on the table. "How about it, Jeff? Wouldn't that be fun?"
"That's a great idea, honey!" Jeff exclaimed. "We don't have any party poopers here, do we?"
Helen's head was beginning to spin. She certainly didn't want to play strip poker. There didn't seem to be any way to get out of it though. She didn't want Jeff to think that she wasn't a good sport.
The first few hands went fast. Georgia lost her shoes and Lois was down to her slip. Henry lost his shirt and tie and even Charles ended up minus his socks and shirt. So far Helen had been lucky. She'd lost her sweater and shoes and that was all.
Jeff dealt out the cards again and everyone started to lose. In ten minutes Georgia was down to her lacy blue panties and Lois was completely nude. Even Claire had lost her blouse and skirt and all three men were down to their shorts.
Helen managed to grin weakly. She'd been really lucky but she wondered how many more hands she could play before she started to lose as much as the other women.
"Helen's too lucky," Jeff groaned. "From now on, Helen loses double for every hand. How's that Helen?"
Helen managed to nod. She didn't like this game one bit but she didn't dare complain. She just had to make sure that Charles got that promotion. She'd strip down to the skin if necessary as long as Jeff promoted Charles.
Things became a blur as Helen lost again. She blushed like crazy when she had to give up her blouse and her face turned crimson as her skirt went too. She was glad that she had on a slip. It would have been terrible if she'd been as scantily dressed as the other women.
When the game ended, Helen was sitting on the couch with nothing on except her bra and panties. She tried to tell herself that it was the same as being seen in a bathing suit but she was still terribly embarrassed. The rest of the group didn't seem in the least embarrassed. They seemed perfectly comfortable with no clothes on.
Helen excused herself to go to the bathroom. She hoped that things would be back to normal when she returned. They certainly weren't going to sit around naked all night. At least she hoped they weren't.
By the time Helen came back in the room, the scene had changed drastically. She almost died on the spot as she saw Georgia sitting in Charles' lap. She was talking about something funny because Charles was laughing harder than she'd ever heard him laugh before. He didn't even seem to notice that his cock was poking right up between Georgia's curvy butt cheeks.
"Oh!" Helen squeaked. She looked around for a place to sit. She really wanted to run right out the door but she had to carry on. Charles' promotion depended on her.
Jeff felt almost sorry for Helen when he saw her discomfort. She looked ready to sink through the floor. He had to go on with the plan though. Helen would go right back to her prim, proper ways if they didn't convince her that sex was fun.
"Come on over here," Jeff called out. "I want to talk to you, Helen. I want to find out just how good a sport you are. I like all my executives' wives to be good sports, you know."
Helen crossed the room. Her face was so red she looked like a ripe apple.
"You sure are a good poker player," Jeff complimented her. "I don't think it's very fair that you've still got clothes on. It makes me feel kind of embarrassed. Why don't you just take them off? Then everyone will look alike."
Helen looked down at her body. Her hands were trembling so badly she could hardly lift them. She had go to through with it. Charles would never get his promotion if she disappointed Jeff.
"You're a real doll, Helen," Jeff said as Helen slipped out of her clothes. He was feeling a little guilty about putting Helen through such an ordeal. Their plan had to succeed though. He was the only one who could see to that.
Helen felt a little ripple of excitement run through her body at Jeff's words. The booze was making everything seem funny and she was warm all over.
"Do, do you really think so?" she asked, feeling more and more pleased by the second.
Helen stumbled a little as she tried to move. She was feeling awfully strange and dizzy. She felt Jeff's hand on her arm and he pulled her down to the couch.
"All that booze is catching up with you, right Helen? Why don't you just stretch out here on the couch and relax. I'll even give you one of my special massages to make you feel good."
Before Helen could protest, Jeff's hands were on her body. They rubbed over her shoulders and down to her titties. She gasped in shock as Jeff began rubbing the quivering mounds of her titties, squeezing and pinching her nipples in a very lewd way.
"Just relax, Helen," Jeff said soothingly. "You want to show me you're a good sport, don't you? I'm sure you're going to like my special massage."
Helen tried to sit up but she felt weak. Her head was spinning and Jeff's hands were beginning to feel better and better on her trembling titties. She didn't even mind when his hands traveled lower, over the curve of her tummy and right down to the triangle of her soft pussy hair. It was the most natural feeling in the world. Helen wondered why she had never liked it before. Jeff's hands felt so wonderful that she sighed blissfully.
"Nice, isn't it?" Jeff asked, winding his fingers through her curly cunt hair. "Now I know you're going to be a good sport. You like it, don't you?"
"Y-yes," Helen breathed. She wasn't pretending now. She really did like the way that Jeff's fingers curled through her pussy hair, touching and stroking gently.
"Just shut your eyes and rest them," Jeff continued in that same soft tone of voice. "This is going to be even better."
Helen's eyelids fluttered shut. She took a deep breath and tried to relax. She didn't even think about what she was doing, lying naked on the couch with Charles' boss touching her pussy. She was too drunk to think about anything except the thrills that were running back and forth in her steamy pussy.
Jeff stroked down the insides of Helen's thighs. She didn't protest when he spread them out. The room was very quiet. He knew that everyone was watching him eagerly. This was the critical point of his plan. If he could once get his tongue in Helen's pussy he knew that she wouldn't be able to resist.
Helen felt like she was floating. She kept her eyes closed. Everything was a pleasant dream when her eyes were closed. She didn't see Jeff's head travel down. She didn't even think of what he might be doing. She was floating on a pink cloud of bliss until she felt something wet and hot licking right up the pink groove of her pussy.
"Ooooooh!" Helen sighed. Now she was sure that this was a dream. She was home in her own bed, having the most wonderful dream of her life. She spread her legs out widely and opened her pussy to that insistent, hot tongue. It lapped right up her hot pussy slit and slid over her clitty, giving it sharp little flips.
"Ahhhhhhhhh!" Helen sighed again. This was a fantastic dream. There was a warm feeling deep inside her pussy and little shudders traveled all over. Her pussy was rippling like waves in a pool, after a rock drops through the surface.
"Ahhhh," Helen sighed again. "More, so good. Never felt anything like this. Ooooohhhh! Yes!"
Something long and hot started to plunge in Helen's spasming pussy hole. She didn't know what it was but it felt just wonderful. She spread her legs even wider and sighed blissfully. Her pussy tunnel was squeezing it, trying to pull it deeper and deeper into the cavern of her cunt. It was so wonderful that Helen's body started shaking like a small boat in a gale. She was tossing on the ocean, floating and turning in the gusts of wind that buffeted her small boat. It was turning into a regular hurricane now. The waves got bigger and bigger but Helen wasn't afraid. It was much too wonderful a feeling to be afraid. She just wanted it to go on and on until she was swept up in the current and dashed to the shore.
Jeff felt the heat in Helen's pussy grow. It was shaking hard now and his tongue was being pulled deeper and deeper into her shuddering pussy channel. Her pussy walls squeezed and nipped, faster and faster. Jeff knew that Helen was almost ready to come.
"Yessss!" Helen moaned, a little louder. She felt her body being lifted, speared by that wonderful wet thing in her pussy. She was trembling right at the brink of passion, waiting for the waves to carry her away.
"Aaaagh!" Helen shouted. A big wave was coming now. It was making her whole body quiver and shake. That hot, long thing in her pussy twisted deeper and deeper and the big, crashing wave of passion carried her to the first orgasm of her life.
"AAAAGH!" Helen shouted again. "AAAAGH! YESSSS!"
Helen reached down and pushed against the wonderful thing in her pussy. She pushed it closer and wound her fingers around in the top of it. She didn't realize that she was holding on to Jeff's hair until the big wave of passion had passed, leaving her breathless and whimpering with a marvelous loose sensation in her whole body.
"Oooooh!" Helen shrieked, opening her eyes and looking down at her fingers wound in Jeff's hair. "Oh, my God!"
Jeff untangled himself from Helen's trembling fingers and sat up. Then he hugged her and patted her on the head.
"I think you passed my little test of sportsmanship with flying colors," he remarked.
Helen looked around at everyone else in the room. Her face turned beet-red and she looked as if she wished she were dead. Then her pussy gave a little twinge of remembered delight and she started to laugh.
"You, you tricked me!" she accused, laughing so hard she could hardly talk. "You all tricked me and I should be as mad as hell!"
Charles' eyes practically popped out of his head as Helen swore. She'd never sworn before in her whole life.
"Don't tell me you didn't like it!" Jeff chuckled. "I know you did!"
Helen blushed even harder. Then she shook her head in agreement. "I guess it would be stupid to say I didn't like it," she agreed. "You all know better."
Lois rushed over to Helen and took her hand. "We weren't really trying to embarrass you, Helen," she tried to explain. "We just wanted to loosen you up a little so you could have a good time. We've been playing games all night and we all wanted you to join in."
Helen giggled. Her prim and proper ways seemed to vanish as the laughter rolled out of her throat.
"Well, I would have joined you before if I'd known it was going to be this much fun," she giggled. "Is this all, or do we get to do more fun things?"
Georgia stood up. "This party is going to go all night," she declared, grinning at Jeff. "Now the Women's Improvement Guild has a brand new project. We're going to convert all our members into real swingers!"
Jeff gazed proudly at his wife. He didn't have the slightest doubt that Georgia would do just that!
