The seething passions that lurk within many individuals are often hidden beneath a veneer of normalcy, exposed only under extremely tempting conditions.
The man who, during a strip show at a stag party, climbs up on the stage and performs with the girl in front of his friends. The woman who, after a few too many drinks at a party, takes on all comers, male and female alike. The couple who, while appearing to be staid members of the establishment, secretly joins the neighborhood mate-swappers.
Karen Burton is one of these outwardly normal and quite proper people. But within her lies a love of depravity that even she at first refuses to recognize, a love of depravity that eventually forces her to act.
SHE LOVED THE NEIGHBORS-the story of a young wife haunted by the perversity seething within her. A story about one of the many problems facing our modern society.
-The Publisher
Chapter One
Karen rolled over in the bed onto her back. She slept peacefully, her body molded deeply into the mattress.
Bill woke abruptly at her movement, glanced at the clock and reached over to turn off the alarm. He felt very wide awake and very horny. His cock was ramrod stiff.
He turned onto his side and gazed at his wife's naked body. Even after seven years of marriage, her flesh still had the power to excite him instantly.
Gently, he touched her cheek, ran his finger down her neck and over the mound of her tit until he reached her nipple. Softly, his finger made a circle around her rosy tips, causing them to spring to life. He watched as her nipples hardened and enlarged beneath the light, delicate touch of his finger.
Bill trailed his hand down his sleeping wife's body to touch the reddish hair that covered her pussy. He stroked her loins with his hand, feeling his cock stretch and stiffen even more. His balls ached.
Karen slept on, only her hardened nipples giving any indication of life. She breathed slowly and steadily, her lovely features in quiet repose.
As quietly as possible, Bill rose and swung one leg over his wife's body, straddling her at the thighs. He held his swollen prick in his hand and gently nuzzled his cockhead into her cunt slit. He slid his knob up and down, brushing across her clit.
Karen's hips began to move easily against the flowered sheet as her body responded in sleep to the tingling in her cunt.
He continued to rub his cock in her pussy slit, bumping against her clit. He decided that he was hungry, mouth-watering hungry for cunt. He bent over her body and spread her pussy lips with his fingers and kissed her on the clit. Her clit throbbed in anticipation. He licked her with his tongue, washing it around in her creamy pussy.
Karen moaned softly in her sleep. Her eyelids fluttered, but she did not wake, in spite of the tingling sensation that flowed up through her body from her pussy and smoldered in her tits.
Bill slipped his tongue inside her cunt hole and circled it around, savoring the delightful taste of her cunt juices. He sucked on her delicate cunt lips, drawing her flesh gently into his mouth, where his tongue could work its magic on her pink cunt tissues.
The moans rattled inside her chest before escaping from her rich, full lips. Her ass twitched, grinding her loins upward, seeking even in her sleep, for the wonderful feeling that burned in her body.
Bill straightened up. She tasted delicious, and he could have spent the rest of the morning with his tongue plunged in her moist cunt hole, but the throbbing in his prick and the tightness in his balls couldn't be ignored any longer.
He spooned the knob of his prick around in her creamy pussy slit again and then pressed his cockhead against her cuntal opening. He slid inside easily. Bill held himself there, only his cockhead embedded in her cunt hole. He wiggled his ass, brushing his flesh against hers, Karen's hips thrusting her cunt upwards toward his body, trying to swallow more of his cock.
Slowly, he plunged forward, sliding his thick cockshaft deeper into her expanding pussy. He drove on, stopping for nothing now. cramming his prick into her fuck tunnel until their bellies touched. Her cunt had all of his cockmeat now.
Her eyes fluttered slightly and opened. She focused on the face above her. A slight smile curved the corners of her mouth.
"Just what do you think you're doing?"
"I think I'm fucking my wife," he replied.
He slid his prickshaft from her pussy, leaving only his cockhead still hidden inside.
She reached up and ran her hands over his strong, bare back. "This early in the morning?" "Yep."
"Come here, then, you horny bastard." She pulled his body tightly against her own, driving his prick to its limits back inside her pussy and clamped him tightly with her legs. "Let's see what you got this early in the day."
Bill humped his hips at her, fucking her with long, easy strokes, his cock sliding neatly in and out of her tunnel, already pouring a flood of cunt juices to drown his prick.
He thrust his prickshaft in and out, his body picking up speed as the excitement rose up from his balls.
Karen met him stroke for stroke, her cunt tightening around his fat cockshaft, her pussy blazing at the touch of his red-hot tool sliding against her own steaming cunt flesh. Her cunt held his prick, sucked at it, her pussy muscles masturbating his cock.
He plowed into her flooded fuck hole, pile-driving his prick into her fiery pussy. His balls slapped against her body as his cock hammered her cunt.
"Ooooohhhh, fuck me harder," she groaned, hurling her cunt upward to meet the downward plunges of his body. "Harder. Fuck me harder!"
Faster and faster, she fucked at him, forcing him to match her tempo, as the fires within her pussy blazed, consuming her very being. She felt her body race toward the top of the mountain, straining to reach the summit. Her clit throbbed as the blood raced through her veins, pushing her higher and higher as the thick cock gave her body no respite. Bill plowed into her pussy, fucking fast to keep up with his own rising desires.
Karen felt the first tiny explosions blaze off through her body, little ripples of relief as her pussy released the pent-up tensions. She felt his prick grow even more inside her pussy and knew that he was driving himself to keep up with her.
His cum exploded in her fuck hole, washing over her cunt walls, filling her insides with the warm niceness of his jism. Her own climax followed quickly, blasting a void through her body, swallowing her in flames as she released a flood of cunt juice to mingle with his cream in her fuck hole, overflowing and oozing around his cream-covered cock and dripping out onto her leg.
Karen shuddered as the jolts of electricity fired through her body, shook her cunt, racing to explode in her tits. Her pussy clung tightly to his cocklance as he spurted out his last few drops of cum into her cunt hole. She held fast, her pussy sucking at his prick, milking scattered droplets of cum from his dying cock-shaft.
She held him within her body as long as she could before his limp cock slipped from her swampy pussy with a slight slurping sound and she felt the warmth of their mingled cum follow, flowing like a river from her empty-feeling cunt.
He rolled over beside her, his head nestled against the soft mounds of her tits. He sighed contentedly, although he knew he could not afford to lie there so peacefully and quietly for very long. There was still a full day's work ahead of him.
Karen's body still tingled. The relief she had felt passed quickly and she felt her cunt yearning for more fat, hard cock to plow her insides.
She trailed kisses down his hairy chest and across his stomach until she reached her goal. She kissed his cockhead tenderly. Her tongue snaked out and she sucked up the creamy fuck juices that still clung wetly to his limp prick.
Her mouth encircled his cock-knob and she sucked with her cheeks, drawing his prick inside her lips, sucking his cock, her head dipping lower and lower down the length of his thick cockshaft, her tongue running in circles around his flesh, tingling at the sensation of life slowly stirring once more in his nice, long cock. Her lips slid lower along his cocklance until she felt it bang into her throat.
"Hmmmm," groaned Bill, tangling his fingers in her unruly mop of hair, burnished copper where the sun stole through the window and danced about her head. "That feels so good."
She bobbed her head up and down on his prick a few times, feeling it stiffen like steel inside her mouth.
Gently, he tried to push her head away. "Honey. Honey."
She let his dick slide from her mouth, her hunger unsatisfied.
"What's the matter?" Her hair tumbled over her face, masking the anger in her eyes, but unable to disguise the pain in her voice.
Bill slid away from her, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed.
"What's wrong?" she asked, again. "Nothing, honey." He kissed her lightly on the lips, a nice, husbandly peck. "Look at the time. I have to get ready for work."
"Pooh," she grinned. "Call them and tell them you're sick. Then, you can stay here with me and I'll suck your cock all day." She twitched her tiny nose at him, playfully.
"Can't do, honey. You know that. Mondays are always hell." He looked at her sadly. "Life sometimes gets in the way of fun, doesn't it?"
Bill rose from the bed and walked to the bathroom. Karen slumped down against the soft pillows when she heard the water run in the shower. There was still a tingling ache in her pussy and a hunger in her mouth. She felt the need to suck a prick and feel a tongue in her cunt. She had to admit that it was a toss-up as to whether she liked a cock in her pussy or in her mouth best.
Her hand massaged her cunt slit. She toyed with her clit, gently circling it with her finger, feeling its throbbing beat as it twitched and ached beneath her touch. She slid a finger inside her hole, scooped out some of the cream that had been left there and then licked her finger clean.
Karen stared at her long, slim finger. Cunt juice was almost as tasty as cum. She wondered how it would taste, piping hot, straight from its source. She had eaten Bill's cock many, many times in their seven years of marriage and loved it, but another cunt was something she had yet to try. Not that she was really adverse to it or anything, it was just that the opportunity had never come up or, if it had, she hadn't been able to recognize it.
It had never bothered her until just recently that she had come into her marriage with William Anthony Burton somewhat inexperienced, and just a wee bit naive.
Karen stretched out comfortably on the bed and continued to massage her still-needy pussy, sliding her fingers in and out of her cunt hole as her memory reached back across the years.
She had only allowed one boy in high school to fuck her, and that only happened three times. One other boy had been lucky enough to get to play with her tits and finger her cunt.
College, thought Karen, had improved her sex life a little. There had been two other guys before Bill came along and, after that, she belonged to one else. In fact, it had never even occurred to her until recently, when she suddenly caught herself staring at a very attractive man in a restaurant and wondering what size his cock might be. The experience had shaken her for days and was compounded only a few days later when, gathered at a neighborhood cook-out, she suddenly realized she was watching her best friend's husband and fantasizing about what it would be like to be fucked by him.
Her fingers worked their way in deeper, stretching and massaging her cunt hole. It felt nice, she decided, but was one hell of a poor substitute for a thick, hard prick-driven in to its root and spitting hot jism in her pussy.
She and Bill had spent the last two years of their college life together, and Karen had remained the faithful wife throughout their marriage. They had met nine very long years ago, and she had fucked no one else since that day.
The excitement was slipping, she admitted to herself. Oh, it was still terrific when they fucked but, somehow, she just felt there was a lack somewhere. Maybe it was Bill's job. A stockbroker could put in some long hours, and some mentally grueling ones, as well. Perhaps Bill was right. Life did get in the way of fun.
Karen was certain that her recent excursions into fantasy were directly connected with the lack of excitement that she was suffering in her marriage. They didn't have sex as often as they once had and, although she realized that was a perfectly normal development in a marriage, it did little to help put out the fires that burned in her pussy.
She wondered if Bill had been faithful to her during these seven years, and concluded that he probably had. It would have been typical of him.
Karen considered the things she felt she had missed out on. First on the list, she decided, was another woman. The idea of eating another woman's hot pussy really appealed to her. Her body tingled as she thought about lapping a cunt with her tongue, her lips sucking on pussy lips, draining the juices from a warm cunt hole.
One thing Bill had never tried with her was ass-fucking. She had heard and read a lot of stories, both pro and con. But, never having tried it, she had concluded that anything was worth at least one shot.
Bill padded, still naked, back into the bedroom and began rummaging in his chest of drawers for his clean underwear.
She sat up in bed. "Want some breakfast?"
He shook his head. "Haven't got time now. I'll grab something down at the office."
"Going to have a hard day?"
He looked at her, a puzzled frown sliding over his face. "I don't know. Just average, I guess. Why do you ask?"
"Oh," she teased, "maybe if you aren't all worn out tonight, we can finish what we started this morning."
"Okay, okay, I get the picture," laughed Bill. "We'll see."
Perhaps, she told herself later, that was one of their current problems. Sex had become too tentative. If everything else went all right; if they weren't too tired; if there wasn't some work brought home from the office or a good show on TV; if there wasn't something else better to do-then, just maybe then, they might get around to fucking. It had taken a back seat to too many other things in their life, and Karen's cunt was acutely aware of that fact as she lay alone on the bed and listened to Bill's car pull out of the driveway. Sex could not just be a sometime thing for her. She needed more than Bill had time to offer.
Her fingers slipped easily back into her cunt hole. She rammed them in as far as they would go and slowly began to stroke her pussy flesh, rekindling the fires that still smoldered there.
Her hand increased its speed, darting her fingers in and out of her starving cunt. She felt the flames race through her body. Tiny bolts of electricity jolted her body, her flesh quivering as she built herself up to a new peak.
The explosion burst on her suddenly, shattering her body with its sharp intensity. She squeezed her legs tightly together, trapping her fingers inside her pussy until relief flowed over her and eased the tenseness Bill had left with her.
She licked her fingers clean, again stirring thoughts of lapping at another woman's pussy, tasting the creamy juices as they flowed from a delicious cunt hole, Her body felt relaxed, but she knew the feeling would slip away soon. Fingers could not feed her hungry cunt the way Bill's dick or tongue could. When Bill went to work, his prick and tongue went with him, leaving her only her own hand to do the job. Her cunt needed a cock, a big, fat prick.
And, for the first time, she admitted to herself that maybe, just maybe, it didn't have to belong to Bill Burton.
She ran the water as hot as she could stand it in the shower, letting the pricking needles of water spray over her body and ease away some of the tightness she felt.
Karen ended with a sudden burst of icy cold water that jolted every nerve in her body. She let the cold spray beat against her tits, and turned the water suddenly back to hot and then quickly back to cold again before stepping from the tub.
A cup of coffee, she said to herself, and I'll be ready to face the day again. She was glad it was Monday. At least, she would have something to keep herself occupied today.
Every Monday, a group of the neighborhood wives gathered for coffee, a little something sweet, occasionally even a drink. And a lot of talk and gossip.
During the cooler weather, they usually rotated which house they met at. But, during the hot summer months, they always met at Carla's, since she and her husband Fred were the only ones in the group with a swimming pool.
An afternoon with the girls was little consolation for Karen's hungry pussy but, at least, it would help pass the time until Bill got home.
And please, God, she prayed, don't let him be late tonight, and don't let him be tired.
Chapter Two
Karen relaxed in the lounge chair, letting the heat of the sun warm her skin. She reached up to adjust the sunglasses across the bridge of her nose.
"Well, then, are we agreed? We all seem to have the same problem," remarked Carla. She looked around at the small gathering, searching for any disagreement.
"We all know the problem, Carla," said Karen, quietly peering from under the dark glasses. "It's the solution we're interested in."
"Now," chimed in Betty in her scatterbrained way, "I don't want you girls to think my life with Bob is all messed up or anything like that. It's just that, well, it's not like it used to be."
Carla patted her on the arm, nodded understandingly. "Sure, Bets, we know. We all have the same problem."
"Even you and Fred?" asked Karen.
The olive-skinned woman sipped her iced tea. "Sure. Why not? Look, Fred and I are a little older than the rest of you. We've been married longer. Why shouldn't some of the zip go out of our lives, too?"
Jennie looked at her hostess. "It's just that you and Fred, well, you seem so content and sure of yourselves."
"You're missing the point. Girls, look now. We are all happily married. Right? Our problem is that our sex life isn't as exciting and interesting as it once was. That's all."
Sue climbed from the pool and pulled the bathing cap from her head, shaking her long brown hair. "That's enough, if you ask me." She dropped down on the grass beside Karen's chair.
There was a brief silence. Karen picked up the conversation. "Bill never has enough time. When I want it, he's too busy or too tired."
"Sounds like Jerry. Except, well, Jerry's a little strange. He should have been born a Greek." Sue shook her head. "That's all he ever wants to do. A change would be nice."
"What's she mean?" asked Jennie.
Carla chuckled. "Jerry likes to fuck Sue in the ass."
Shocked, Jennie's eyes widened. "Oh!"
Karen studied the little blonde. If there was ever an all-American cheerleader, girl-next-door type, it had to be Jennie Randolph. She and her husband Tom were the youngest of the little neighborhood group. Both looked as if they belonged in a Southern California surfing contest.
"Well," joined in Betty, "I really have no complaints, I guess. It's, well, Bob . . . you know how he is. So quiet and reserved. We just do the same thing every time. It does get boring."
"Don't believe it," replied Carla, "it's always the quiet ones."
There was a long pause. Their eyes turned to Jennie. The pixie blonde sat quietly, wide-eyed.
"Well? Come on," said Sue.
Jennie blushed. "Well, you see, I really can't make any comparison. I've never, well ... no one but Tom."
"Jesus," said Sue. "Practically a virgin."
Carla patted Jennie's blond hair. "Right there is your problem. Same as the rest of us, really."
Karen sat up in her chair, stretching her back muscles. The warmth of the sun felt so good. It didn't take away the hunger she still felt in her pussy, but it helped keep her mind from her real interest, which was getting Bill home and into the bed, where she could enjoy his fat cock again. "So, Carla," Karen said, "we all have the problem. What else is new?"
"There's a solution to every problem," Carla said. "The remedy may seem a little drastic, but it's there for the taking, if you're brave enough."
Sue stared directly into Carla's coal-black eyes. "What are you getting at?"
Karen felt a momentary twinge, as if she feared the conversation had gotten out of hand.
"Let's not be modest," Carla suggested. "We are all reasonably attractive women. Our husbands are all attractive, successful men. None of us want to do anything that would break up our marriages. All we want to do is put a little zip back into our sex life."
"Wait a minute, Carla," Sue interrupted. "Are you suggesting that we agree among ourselves to fuck each other's husbands? Swap around?"
Carla shrugged her shoulders noncommittally. "Why not?"
Karen felt the silence that settled over the group of women. Her own mind balked at the wickedness of the idea. But, she told herself, hadn't it been recently that she herself had fantasized fucking with one of the husbands? Her pussy tingled. She envisioned several possibilities. After all, Fred appeared to be a very experienced and capable lover. And Bob? Well, Carla was right; watch out for those quiet ones. Tom, that handsome hunk of beach god, young, virile. She felt the dampness between her legs. And Jerry liked ass-fucking? Well, that was something she had wanted to try. The idea grew more interesting as she mulled it around.
"Alright, Carla, I'll call your bluff," Sue said, standing again. "If everyone else is in, I'll go for it. What are the rules?"
"We each help set the others up with our husbands, to give them the opportunity. We'll each have two weeks to fuck the other four husbands. On Saturday, after the two weeks are up, we'll have a party here to celebrate. And-no letting the husbands in on the plan!"
"So, then," Sue laughed, "when we have the party, every man there will have fucked every woman. Sounds like fun."
"Well, I don't know," Betty muttered.
"Count me in," said Karen, suddenly surprised at the decisiveness in her own voice.
"Good. Jennie?"
"Okay, I guess."
"Good girl. You'll love it," Carla assured her.
Karen felt a chill. She was glad Jennie had joined. Somewhat ashamed, she admitted that she really would like to try Tom out. She found herself looking forward to Tom's cock, anxious to try it out in her cunt.
"Betty?"
"Well, if the rest of you are, I guess so, but I've never done anything like this before."
"Neither have the rest of us," said Sue. "All agreed then?"
"All agreed," Carla answered.
Karen couldn't help but sense something strange in Carla's look and in her voice. She felt her friend's dark eyes burn into her flesh, devouring her body.
The thought came to her very suddenly.
What would it be like to have Carla? Karen shook her head, as if trying to clear her brain, while she wondered just what she had let herself in for. She suddenly wondered what it would be like to be fucked by more than one man at the same time.
She hoped Bill would be able to keep up his end of the bargain she had just signed him in for. It could prove a most interesting two weeks. She smiled, her eyes still hidden by her dark glasses.
Sue was having similar thoughts. "I hope Jerry doesn't disappoint any of you. And I hope your asses are all in good shape."
Karen joined in the uncomfortable laughter. It was dawning very slowly on her that she and the others had casually sat there beside the pool and made a decision that would change all of their lives, for better or for worse. And none of them could tell how their husbands might react to the situation.
Carla smiled at the little group. "I believe we'll all enjoy ourselves, and help our marriages at the same time."
Sue's laugh echoed around the pool. "There should be some good fucking going on around here!"
"Well," said Betty, rather quietly, "remember what the Bible says." "What's that?" "Love thy neighbors."
Karen was worried. She had been worried ever since Carla had called last evening to inform her that she would be shopping in town all afternoon today.
Karen had gotten the point. Fred would be home alone. It frightened her; yet, at the same time, she could feel the tenseness and excitement building in her body.
Well, she told herself, she had agreed to this wild, insane scheme. She wanted to try it, but she was hesitant about getting started. Her pussy wanted to try some different cock, but she was still torn by self-doubts.
I am going to be thirty years old soon, she said to her reflection in the bathroom mirror as she brushed out her red-gold hair. Thirty. That's not a kid any more. What if they don't find me attractive enough to want sex with me?
She padded into the bedroom and caught a glimpse of herself in the full-length mirror.
Karen stared at the wild, flowing mane of reddish hair that fell curling onto her shoulders. The face, she decided, was not bad at all. Still no wrinkles. The green eyes were clear and bright. The nose was small, the mouth full and ripe. No, not bad at all, she thought.
On impulse, she slipped off her green robe and stood naked, gazing at herself in the mirror. She studied the full length of her legs with the firm, muscularly lean thighs. The curving hips. Twisting her torso, she could see the fullness of her ass, pillowy mounds of soft white flesh.
Her pussy was hidden by the tangle of reddish-brown hair, light and downy soft. The waist still flat and trim. Her eyes followed her reflected body up to her breasts. Her tits rose in a huge swell from her chest, great mounds of creamy-white flesh that still stood high and proud.
Each tit was capped by a large circle of pale pink flesh and a tiny projection almost like a small finger. Her nipples were extremely sensitive, and she was capable of climax just from being expertly handled and sucked there. She cupped the mounds of flesh with her hands, weighing their heaviness, proud of their young girl's firmness and uplift.
Karen felt relieved of one doubt. Her body was still in shape. The other husbands should have no complaints in that area, at least. She still wondered if she was capable of seducing a man, of making him desire her flesh.
It troubled her deeply. She felt the tenseness in her neck and shoulders, the pounding that had started in her temples. Maybe she would have to back out of her opportunity with Fred that afternoon. Karen wished she could get rid of her nagging doubts about herself.
The doorbell startled her, causing her to jump and forget her fears and doubts. She hastily slipped a robe on and rushed to the front door.
"Who is it, please?" she called.
"Kramer's, ma'am. Got your delivery."
Karen opened the door. The young boy stood there on the steps with two heavy-looking brown bags cradled in his arms.
"Kramer's, ma'am," he repeated. "Got your groceries here." He nodded with his head to indicate the bags.
She could not understand why she felt so flustered standing in front of this teenaged boy., He smiled at her. "Your groceries, ma'am."
She managed to return to a semblance of conscious thought.
"Oh, yes, of course. Will you put them in the kitchen for me, please?"
He stepped inside and stood patiently, his arms loaded from the weight of the groceries, while she closed the door.
"Follow me," she said, leading the way to the kitchen. She watched as he placed the bags carefully on the table and turned to face her. "There you are, ma'am," he said, still smiling.
She looked into his soft, brown eyes and felt a sudden chill sweep across her body. He was a very handsome, muscular young man.
"Thank you," she managed, and then added, "Oh, let me give you something for your trouble." Karen led the way into the living room, looked around and found her purse on the coffee table.
Her loosely belted robe slipped just a bit as she bent over, and she realized that the youngster was trying to stare down her top and see her tits. She remained bent over longer than necessary, just for his pleasure, and, when she finally straightened up, did not bother to tighten the robe around herself.
She stood before him, aware that his eyes were fixed on the expanse of creamy white flesh exposed by the slightly opened robe. She watched the bulge in his jeans harden. Her pussy was pouring juice already, and her breath came in quick pants.
My God, Karen Burton, she said to herself, you are horny. A horny bitch trying yourself out on this poor kid.
She held the dollar bill in her hand. "What's your name?"
His eyes never left the front of her robe. "Jay, ma'am."
"Jay. You can call me Karen." She stepped closer to him. As she moved, the gap in the front of the green robe widened and more of her mounded tits slipped into view for him.
She heard him gulp as she pushed her body next to his. Her hand rested against his cock, which seemed to be straining to escape the tight confines of his jeans.
She lightly squeezed his prick through the rough material of his pants, and felt it swell into urgent life.
"Have you ever been with a woman before, Jay?"
"No, ma'am. I mean, Karen. A couple of girls, but no women like you."
Her hand cradled his prick. "You need to do something about that before it rips your pants." She dropped the dollar bill on the table and took him by the hand. "Come on, let's see if we can't take care of that."
Karen led him by the hand into the bedroom. She stripped his pants from him while he pulled his T-shirt over his head and tossed it on the floor. She gently guided him backwards onto the bed.
His cock was steel-hard, long and pleasantly thick. Colorless drops of pre-cum were already oozing from its clefted head.
She knelt over his body and kissed his cock-knob lightly before running her tongue all around it, lapping up the droplets as they seeped from his little piss hole.
Karen's mouth encircled his cockhead, and she heard him groan as her lips seized his hardened flesh. She sucked his prickhead into her mouth, tasting his warm, young flesh. Her head bobbed lower and she swallowed more of his fat shaft. Her tongue raced around his stalk as her cheeks sucked in, milking his delicious prick with her lips and mouth.
Her lips slid down on his shaft until she felt his hard knob deep in her throat. Jay's hips thrust upwards, forcing his cock farther inside the moist warmth of her mouth as he groaned and thrashed on the bed.
Karen crammed all of his dick into her mouth, her throat stuffed with his cock, her hands rolling his balls about in her palms. Slowly, her mouth worked its way back up his cocklance, her lips suckling at his flesh. When she reached the top, she ran her tongue over his cockhead, toying with the tender underside where his shaft and knob joined together.
She bobbed her head up and down the length of his shaft, his hips driving his cock into her mouth, her lips refusing to lose contact with his hard flesh. Jay's hips pounded his dick in and out as he fucked her in the mouth. She felt his cock swell, twitching between her soft lips, and she knew he was nearly ready.
Her lips squeezed his tool, her hands working frantically on his hairy balls, rolling his nuts about in their sacs. His cock twitched, pulsing in her mouth, slamming deep into her throat.
"Aieeeeee!" he screamed as he threw his hips wildly into the air and blew his cum into her mouth, blasting out his load in a gusher of juice.
Karen sucked greedily at his prick, tasting the saltiness of his hot, young jism. As his cream slid down her throat and filled her mouth, she felt the heat in her cunt become unbearable. Her pussy needed some cock and needed it now. She hoped that young Jay was enough of a man to handle it.
She felt his prick dance about in her mouth as he spurted the last of his cum into her throat and his body relaxed back against the bedspread.
Greedily, Karen sucked him dry, cleaning his dick with her tongue, scooping up each drop of his spunk and swallowing it.
She was pleased to find that her tongue had worked its magic on his prick. It stood straight up from his body, ramrod stiff, a flagpole cock ready for the climbing.
"Jesus," he mumbled, "no one ever done that to me before!"
"Well, we'll just have to see what else we can find to do, young man, because that didn't help your problem one bit," she teased, lightly kissing his dick and then running her tongue up and down its sensitive underside. "Let's see if this other treatment will help it any."
She stood up and slipped off her robe, letting it float to the floor, giving him his first look at her completely naked body. She was flattered by his sharp intake of breath when he saw her beautiful flesh.
Karen climbed back on the bed and straddled his body, positioning her cunt hole directly above his poised and still-eager prick. She lowered herself slightly, pressing her dripping cunt against his rounded cockhead.
"Hmmmm," she moaned, "doesn't that feel good?" she wiggled around, letting his knob stir like a spoon in her damp slit. Her fuck hole opened and sucked his young cockhead inside. She paused, looked down at his boyish face and smiled. He was already anxious, raising his hips, wanting to feel her wet pussy swallow more of his throbbing dick.
"Touch me," she ordered. "Touch my tits Play with them."
He obeyed eagerly, reaching up to cover the rosy nipples with his hands. She felt the tips swell, hardening against his palms, his fingers brushing her curving tit mounds. She found his tiny, brown nipples with her fingers and rubbed them lightly with the tips of her fingers, before she bent over and tongued each hard, little raisin. He tried to force his dick deep into her hole, but she held him off, delaying as long as she could, wiggling her ass, making his cockhead stir about in the juices that flowed around it from her pussy.
Karen felt the fire swarming up from her loins, eating at every part of her body. It felt so wonderful to have a big cockhead embedded in her hot pussy.
"Now, Jay," she whispered, "I want to fuck you." She began to slowly twist her torso, right and left, as she lowered her body down toward his, her cunt swallowing his fat shaft as she corkscrewed herself onto his prick.
She sank lower and lower, her cunt lips sucking his dick into her hole as she plunged downward until her pussy devoured his entire pricklance. Her cunt lips spread themselves out, pressing against his belly. He moaned as he enjoyed the sensation of his young dick crammed into a real woman's pussy. Her juices swirled around his hard stalk as she ground her hips against him, forcing him as deeply as possible into her swampy cunt flesh.
Karen held herself tightly against him, savoring the delightful feel of his hot prick warming her hungry hole.
Slowly, she began to raise and lower her body on his dick, stroking every inch of it with her pussy lips, clinging tightly to his thick shaft, her delicate flesh sucking at his as she slid up and down his hard cockshaft.
The electricity was building inside her. She could feel her nipples throb as his dick slid in and out of her, faster and faster with each stroke, his hips thrusting high into the air to drive his cock home in her pussy as she ground her body downward against him.
Their bodies slapped together, the tempo increasing as her body shuddered and shook while he plunged his dick into her cunt. She felt the first twitchings of his climax inside her pussy, and she speeded up her pace, driving her body to reach its peak. His cock plunged into her fuck hole and then retreated, the fat shaft covered with her sweet milky white fuck juice.
She rode him faster and faster, his hips bucking and jumping to keep pace with her as she rose and fell on his prick. Her loins screamed for relief. His hands kneaded the soft flesh of her tits. Her nipples were ready to burst, their tips swollen and distended for her passion.
Jay threw his hips wildly into the air, plowing his prick to the depths of her cunt, and spewed a powerful load of cum into her clasping cunt, setting off an explosion in her body that rocked her from head to toe. She banged her cunt down against his cock, feeling the rockets shoot off, racing through her body as he drowned her cunt with his warm, soothing jism. His prick was leaping and twitching inside her body, as his spunk squirted out to mingle with her cunt juices.
She felt faint from the force of her climax and collapsed on top of him, his dick still stuffed in her pussy, alive and twitching, spraying her cunt walls with his cum.
Karen lay relaxed on top of his naked body, snuggling his handsome head against her tits, holding him closely to her naked flesh, the fires in her loins slowly subsiding, easing as the tension that had troubled her flowed away. She felt contented, satisfied, her cock hunger temporarily satisfied. She felt his dick softening inside her body and carefully eased it from her hole, the combination of her cunt juices and his jism draining onto her leg and his body.
"Well, it looks like we've cured your problem, Jay. Your jeans won't be so tight now." She laughed lightly as she stared down at his handsome young body.
"Yes, ma'am, er . . . I mean, Karen. You are wonderful. I never, well, I never had anything like that before."
She stopped his words with a kiss. "Come on, Jay. I think we could both use a shower."
She led him to the bathroom, adjusted the water to a nice, comfortable warm setting and stepped under the spray.
"Come on in, the water's fine."
He stepped in with her, letting the water pound down on his naked body.
They washed each other, lathering mounds of soap over each other's flesh. She paid particular attention to his cock and balls, soaping his shaft and then stroking it with her hands. Surprisingly, he sprang back to life under her gentle touch. He covered her body with soapy lather, exciting her body again as she felt his touch on her tits, his hands running over the smoothness of her ass and then up, between her legs, shampooing her pussy hair, cleaning the cum from her cunt slit.
Karen felt her body tingle with excitement as he touched her, his soapy fingers slipping into her wet hole and over her aching clit, his hands sliding around in huge circles on her tits.
He leaned back against the tiles and watched her. She felt his hungry eyes on her wet flesh. She burned inside, eager to try his hot cock once more.
"I think you need another treatment, young man," she kidded.
She braced herself against the wall, her rounded ass pointed at him. Jay moved forward, holding his throbbing prick in his hand. He deftly guided it into her cunt again, this time entering her from the rear.
She shoved her ass back at him, plunging his dick to its limits inside her burning fuck hole, delighted at the slap of his wet balls against her flesh. The water pounded down around them.
Jay reached around her body with one hand to fondle her tits. She felt his other hand slide around until his fingers were able to stroke her clit. She braced herself as his hips began thrusting his cock in and out of her pussy, poking her with his long, lazy strokes, slowly building the fires until her cunt began a series of tiny rocket blasts, spiraling her off and away.
She felt his tempo pick up, their wet flesh slapping together as his cock plowed deeply into her cunt. She grabbed at his prick with her pussy lips, tingling at the touch of his hard flesh massaging her delicate, pink pussy tissue.
Her senses whirled, racing toward another intense explosion. Her cunt blazed as his dick stroked her fuck tunnel, and her clit throbbed in rhythm to their pounding bodies.
She felt the blast coming, bracing her hands against the wet, slippery tiles. The waves were building in her loins, preparing themselves to burst forth. She felt the tension grow, every stroke of his cock like a red-hot poker shoved into the depths of her cunt.
Jay screamed as he lunged into her, firing another enormous wad of hot jism into her fuck hole, splashing it around the walls of her already flooded pussy. His cum ignited her explosion, bursting the dam that held back the waves of release that washed over her body, consuming her in the white-hot flames of her desires. Her pussy lips were squeezing the cum from his pulsating cock as he rammed it into her body. Karen felt the electrical shocks spark through her nerves, the lightning flashes that seared her clit as she peaked and drowned his cock with her cunt juices. Even her ass throbbed with fire as her passions continued to flood over her body. Her nipples were as swollen and hard as Jay's prick, and still he spewed his creamy cum into her greedy pussy, a gusher of spunk that seemed never-ending.
Karen's body shuddered and trembled, as she felt the tension-relieving waves flow over her, the passion, the cock-hunger ebb with each twitch of his big cock in her cunt. She sighed deeply, the tightness in her neck and shoulders gone. The ache in her pussy had disappeared. Even the pounding headache had washed away with the explosion of his jism into her pussy.
Fucking, decided Karen, was just about the best medicine a woman could find. She felt so very good, so relaxed, so comfortable with herself and her body, surprisingly free of the guilt pangs she had expected.
She was satisfied with herself now, having proven to herself that she could still be attractive and desirable, that a man not only would want to fuck her, but that she could please and satisfy him.
She realized that Jay was only a youngster, and that her true test would come that afternoon with Fred. But, at least, she could now look forward to that with some degree of self-confidence.
There is nothing, she thought, like having a hot prick stuffed up your cunt to solve your problems.
Chapter Four
Karen took a deep breath, forcing the air into her lungs. She was nervous. The adventure with Jay that morning had helped, but there were still some nagging doubts in the dark recesses of her mind.
She pulled the white, one-piece bathing suit from the drawer, started to slip it on, and then hesitated. It was, she reasoned, a very nice, practical, sensible bathing suit, excellent for swimming. But it was plain and not particularly attractive. The whole problem with the suit, she told herself, is that it is practical and sensible. And this was not the time for that.
Karen rummaged around in the bottom drawer of the dresser until she found what she wanted. She laid the emerald green bikini on the bed and stared down at it.
It brought back memories, memories of her honeymoon with Bill in Hawaii. He had bought the suit for her there and she had worn it only one time, that marvelous day when they found the little waterfall nestled away among the trees, carefully hidden from anyone else's view. It had been too revealing for Bill to permit her to wear it on a public beach, where everyone could see her.
She pulled on the tiny bottoms, two pieces of shimmery green cloth that barely covered her pussy and didn't begin to contain the rounded curves of her shapely ass. The top was even more hopeless. The two tiny triangles, tied around her neck and back, barely covered her nipples. The creamy mounds of her tits were on full display.
It was absolutely perfect for what she had in mind. If that suit didn't have Fred drooling instantly, she decided there may be nothing left for her to do but join a convent. There was a lot of pure, white skin on display. The suit was better than being naked, she thought. It hid almost nothing, but left just enough to the imagination to whet Fred's appetite for an even better and more intimate view.
Karen pulled on a cover-up, slipped her feet into a pair of slides and set out through the back yard of the neighborhood for Carla's house.
The gate in the high redwood fence was unlocked and she slipped inside quickly, closing the gate carefully behind herself.
Fred was stretched out on the lounge chair, sipping a drink and reading a newspaper. He called out when he saw her.
"Hey, company at last!"
Karen crossed the short distance to his chair. "Where's Carla?" she asked, putting on what she hoped was a convincing act.
"Gone shopping, as usual. Want a drink?"
She shook her head. "Not now, thanks. I thought I'd take a dip and cool off a bit."
"Help yourself," he smiled. "Beautiful ladies always welcome."
Karen pulled the beach robe over her head and tossed it aside, standing before him in her green bikini, giving him a good, long look at her naked flesh. She saw the cockbulge spring up immediately in his trunks and knew the suit had done the trick for her.
"Thank you, kind sir," she smiled teasingly, kicking off her shoes and turning to dive into the warm water.
Karen never admitted to being a good swimmer. She dog-paddled around for awhile, feeling his eyes on her all the time. She thought this might be easier then she had anticipated. Even in the water, she could almost hear Fred drooling.
She swam back to the edge of the pool farthest from Fred and climbed out, shaking the beads of water from her luscious body. She walked around the pool toward him, wanting him to feast his eyes on her as she approached, her tits jiggling enticingly, her hips swaying gently to the beat of an unheard drummer, her nipples threatening to tear their way through the wet material.
She stood next to his chair. "Mind if I bum a cigarette?" The water dripped from her beautiful body.
Without waiting for an answer, she bent down and helped herself. The movement caused her rose-colored nipple to peek invitingly out of the bathing suit. She straightened back up, ignoring her exposed tits, and let him look his fill.
"I've never seen you in that suit before," he said, his voice choked with the desires that rose in his body. His hard dick bulged in his trucks. "Very becoming."
"Thank you. I don't wear it much. Just for special occasions."
"I see." He couldn't take his eyes away from her big tits.
"I'll take that drink now, if you don't mind." She tried to be very casual about the situation.
"Oh, sure. Want me to bring it to you?" He sprang from his chair.
Karen slipped her shoes on. The heels brought her almost even with him. "No, I'll come with you."
She walked a few steps in front of him all the way to the house, knowing that her bikini bottom had ridden up the rounded cheeks of her ass and clung tightly in her ass crack, allowing him an excellent view of the soft under -curve of her buttocks, swaying gently with each step she took, the high heels arching her legs and adding to their long, lean appearance.
She was already so excited, she feared she might shoot off before anything really happened. Her pussy lips were throbbing as they rubbed together while she strolled casually toward the house.
Fred followed her into the den like a puppy and mixed a scotch and soda for her. Karen sipped from her glass, her eyes watching him over its frosty rim.
"Why don't you have a seat?"
"No, thanks," she shook her head. "My suit's all wet and I don't want to get water on your furniture.
He stepped closer to her, his bare chest almost touching her swollen nipples.
"Well, there is one way to solve that problem." He tried smiling, putting a lighter tone into a voice that she knew was serious. "You could always take that wet thing off."
She stared directly into his eyes as she answered. "Yes, I suppose I could. That would solve the problem, wouldn't it?"
Karen stepped away from him and sat her glass down on the table. Smiling, she turned her back and then glanced at him over her shoulder.
"Or you could take it off for me."
Fred moved behind her. She felt his trembling fingers against her back as he untied the suit straps and then moved to the nape of her neck to undo the others. The tiny triangles of green floated to the floor.
His hands reached around her and she felt her flesh burn where his skin touched her. He cupped her tits, gently massaging her nipples in the palms of his strong hands.
Her already excited body responded instantly. She felt the urgings of her cunt, the juices stirring once more inside her fuck hole as her clit throbbed, eager for the release he could give her.
Fred pressed his bulging prick against her ass, letting her feel the strength of his cock on her flesh. She felt the heat rise in her pussy, letting him turn her around to face him.
Their lips met, her tongue darted out to taste the sweetness of his mouth as she shoved her loins against his, grinding her hips to force her cunt against his prick. His hands kneaded the meatiness of her tits and the fires blazed in her rock-hard tips as she pressed herself to him, mashing her white tit mounds against the rough hairiness of his chest.
Her cunt began setting itself off in a series of lightning bolts that leaped through her clit and creamed her pussy. She forced her body tightly against his, as if she could force the two forms to become one.
She shivered as his hands slid down her waist to her hips, his thumbs hooking into the tiny elastic straps at each side of her bikini bottoms and pushing them down her long legs to the floor, where she could step out of them.
Karen allowed him to lay her gently on the long couch. He knelt on the floor beside her. Another rocket blasted through her body as his lips encircled her nipple and gently began sucking on the hard, swollen tip. Fred kissed and suckled each tit, bringing spasms of delight, firing her cunt with newer and wilder desires.
She spread her legs, letting him cover her pussy with his hand. His finger slipped inside her slit, already dripping with cunt juice, and slowly made tiny stroking circles around her anxious clit. Her stiff clit throbbed and pulsed as the blood sped through her veins, her nerves carrying the delightful impulse throughout her body.
She jerked, her hips thrusting her cunt into the air as the series of charges raked her body, bursting inside her pussy.
Fred's fingers slipped into her hole, his thumb making light strokes on her clit as he slowly finger-fucked her. Karen moaned, her body pounding against the softness of the couch as she felt the dam of passion burst inside her. Her tits were consumed by the fire of his lips and tongue as they danced over her flesh.
She drove her cunt against his fingers, forcing them deeper into her cunt, surrounding his flesh with her creamy juices.
"Eat me," she mumbled. "Put your mouth on my pussy. I want your tongue." She convulsed again from the fiery waves of another climax as it burst on her body.
Karen felt herself topping the peak again as his tongue snaked its way up and down her hot slit, tingling her clit as it circled it. She felt the darkness swirl around her brain, her body enjoying a life of its own, as one explosion after another ripped her cunt.
She felt his tongue plunge into her steaming fuck hole and she blew again, pouring cunt juices for his magic tongue and hungry lips to consume greedily. He sucked her pussy lips, draining the juices from her cunt, drinking her dry. Her body was bursting to renew the supply of pussy honey for his mouth.
She felt the couch sink as he placed his weight on it, straddling her naked body. She moaned as he grabbed his prick and began to slowly rub it up and down in her slit, stirring his cockhead in her creamy cunt. He flicked over her clit with his knob. The exploding bombs ripped through her pussy and she nearly fainted with the orgasm of pleasure that swooped through her trembling body. She had not known it was possible to feel such joys and so many climaxes. And yet, she knew her body was not through, that she still needed that big hot cock in her cunt before the tightness in her loins would disappear again.
"Give it to me!" she cried. "Fuck me! Stuff that dick in my hole."
Through her fluttering, half-closed eyes, she could see him smiling down at her.
"Oh, yes, I'm going to fuck you, baby. I'm going to give you all the cock you want."
She spread her legs and Fred slipped the head of his prick into her moist pussy. He wiggled his ass, massaging her inner pussy with his cock-knob. She raised her legs, wrapping them around his body, pulling him tightly toward her.
She groaned loudly as he plunged the full length of his fat cock into her cunt hole in one long stroke, his large balls banging against her ass as he drove his root into her body. She burst a new flood of cunt juices around his prick.
He fucked her with long, slow strokes, plunging quickly into her burning cunt and then withdrawing slowly until only his knob remained embedded in her hole. Karen's hips shot from the couch in her effort to keep contact with his shaft, her pussy lips seizing it, sucking at his dick, tightening her cunt muscles to press her flesh against his iron poker. She masturbated his prick with her pussy, draining it, milking it like a cow's teat with her hungry grasping cunt.
Karen pounded her body up at his as he increased his speed, plowing her cunt with the thickness of his dick. They matched each other stroke for stroke, slamming their wet bellies together, grunting with the powerful forces that drove their bodies on at even-increasing speeds.
His cock stroked the walls of her tunnel, filling her fuck hole with the feel of his prick. Her head rolled on the soft pillow of the couch as she groaned with the fiery pleasures that flooded her body, biting her lower lip to keep from screaming her delight aloud.
She sensed his climax was near. His cock seemed to swell and expand inside her as he plunged into her pussy, driving to the depths of her cunt, filling her with cock-retreating from her, his cocklance covered with her sticky cream, and then plunging wildly and uncontrollably back into the depths of her squirming pussy.
She did scream aloud when the torrent of his cum burst forth and splashed around the inner walls of her cunt, stuffing her pussy full of his cock and jism-until she exploded in a mind-blanking orgasm of pleasure, deeper and more delightful than any she could recall from recent years.
One bomb after another burst in her body, her nipples tingling from the fire that consumed her, her clit seared by the flames of her explosion. The blast shook every fiber of her being, every explosion increasing in intensity until blackness swirled over her mind and she fainted with joy, her cunt lips still sucking his cock, draining every drop of jism from his balls and cockshaft, milking him dry. Their fuck juices were mixing together to bathe her cunt flesh with their sweet creaminess, a flood of cum her cunt could not contain as it gushed forth overflowing onto her thighs.
Karen felt her senses returning slowly. Her eyes fluttered open and she felt his prick still embedded in her cunt, swallowed whole by her starving pussy.
She felt him growing limp, softening within her fuck tunnel.
Fred eased himself from her body, his prick covered with their mixture of cum. He stood beside the couch, looking down at her naked loveliness.
"You can really fuck a man," he said. "I haven't fucked that much woman in a long time ... if ever."
Karen returned his smile. Her cunt felt pleasantly satisfied. The awful ache had disappeared and her own assessment of her desirability had skyrocketed. She was certain now that she was not only a highly desirable woman, but could satisfy any man she wanted to.
There was, however, one hunger that still invaded her body, and she intended to satisfy that craving as soon as possible.
"You really know how to fuck a cock," he said, almost in amazement at the way in which her pussy had drained his dick.
"I know some other things, too," she teased, "and I think I'll show you right now." She rolled from the couch and knelt before him. "One thing I really like to do is suck cocks, especially nice, big, fat ones."
She cradled his limp balls in her hands and started licking his cockhead with her tongue, careful at first to keep her lips from his dick. "Hmmm," she murmured, "I like the taste of your meat."
She slid her tongue up and down his limp cockshaft, bringing it slowly back to life. It began to swell and grow as she continued to lick at the head and run her tongue up and down the shaft. She gently squeezed his balls, rolling his hard nuts around in her palms. His prick grew ramrod hard again, stretching itself out to its full size as her tongue darted and teased at the sensitive underside.
He started fucking her in the mouth, pulling back until only his rounded cock-knob remained entrapped by her lips and then plunging his cock forward to fill her mouth and dive deeply into her throat. Her head bobbed, working in unison with his forceful thrusts, her tongue racing around his shaft, devouring his warm flesh.
She felt his cock twitch in her mouth just once before a geyser of spunk squirted out and sprayed her lips and tongue and filled her mouth with salty-sweet jism. Karen swallowed quickly, gulping down his torrid cum, her mouth overflowing, his cum oozing from her lips to smear her chin with its stickiness. She sucked his cock, keeping it locked deep in her throat in order to savor every last drop of cum that shot from his clefted cockhead.
Her own body reacted quickly to the red-hot ball of fire in her mouth. Her clit tingled, sending a crazy-quilt pattern of shocks spinning off through her loins, her cunt wetting itself with its own juices. Her naked flesh trembled at the joy of his cum in her throat.
Karen milked his cock dry, sucking out the last drops of his delightful jism, her own pounding heartbeat slowly settling back to normal after the last flaring rocket burst in her damp pussy. She held tightly to his ass, forcing his prick to remain in her hungry mouth as she suckled his shaft until he had no more to give.
She gave him one final kiss on the cockhead and smiled up at his satisfied face. He reached down and helped her to her feet. Their lips met and she felt his tongue drive into her mouth, tangling with her own tongue.
"Jesus," he whispered in her ear, "you're a match for Carla when it comes to sucking cocks. God damn, it's like being caught in a vacuum cleaner!"
She laughed. She hadn't even thought about Carla while she had fucked and eaten the olive-skinned woman's husband. Neither had any thought of Bill entered her mind. It occurred to her for the first time that, at this very moment, Bill could be off somewhere fucking one of her best friends. It was an intriguing thought, and she tried to imagine Bill's big dick rammed into Carla's petite body. Or Sue's lean beauty, or Betty's fleshy plumpness, or grinding away Jennie's naivete. She almost chuckled out loud.
"Ready to finish your drink now?"
"Yes," replied Karen. Fucking and sucking did make a girl thirsty. "I really would."
They sat nude in the den and finished their drinks, their conversation strangely noncommittal, small talk they were used to exchanging as neighbors, only never while naked.
Karen sat her glass down. "Well, Fred, if you don't mind, I'm going to have a quick dip in your pool and then head for home." She stood up and found her inadequate bikini.
"I don't mind at all, if you'll let me join you in the pool."
"Did you have anything in mind?" she teased, noticing that his cock was on the rampage again.
"Ever fuck in the water?"
"Once, a long time ago, in Hawaii. With Bill."
He took her gently in his arms. She felt his prick probe at her cunt. "Then, it's time to try it again."
She threw the bikini over her shoulder, holding the thin material by the strings. "Hardly any need to bother putting this back on."
They swam around together, both completely naked, touching each other lightly, playfully, like children, laughing and splashing together, the sun warm and comforting on their bare skin, the water delightful against their flesh.
They hugged together by the edge of the pool. She felt buoyed up by the water and Fred's strong hands. She spread her legs and felt the new sensation all over again as Fred eased her down onto his cocklance.
They bobbed together in the water, Fred's prick deep inside her cunt as he made short little strokes into her pussy, keeping most of the length of his shaft buried in her. The water excited her clit, lapped at her cunt and sped her on her way up the mountain as he plowed her body with his fat prick. The water splashed around the mounds of her tits. He pounded at her cunt, driving his cock into her pussy, thrilling her body with the novel sensation of the water lapping at her clit. She felt the explosion coming inside her loins, building, rising, thrusting at her body. The tension increasing, she clung tightly to his neck, grinding her pussy against his throbbing cock.
The bombs burst in her cunt and Fred filled her up with another wad of his sweet cum, her juices and his jism mixing with the warm water. They tumbled together in the water, their bodies locked together, his prick slammed into her cunt as she held him tightly inside herself, savoring every new spurt of cum as he fired off in her fuck hole.
They drifted apart, letting the water wash over their contented, naked bodies. Karen felt as though she could have floated-even without the water. She didn't know which felt better, her cunt or her ego. They had both received exactly the kind of massage they needed. She hated to think about leaving the water, putting her clothes back on and going home. It would be nice to just drift here in the pool forever, she dreamed. Fred had made a most satisfying lover, and she was glad that she had been capable of satisfying him and that he had found her desirable. It was just the boost she needed.
She realized, as she floated lazily in the warm water, that she could not be bound by any two-week limit. She knew that she would want to come back and enjoy more afternoons with Fred. She had tasted strange cock now, and she wanted more of it. Lots more.
Karen wondered idly if she would ever again be content with just one prick exclusively, and she knew instantly that she wouldn't. Well, she told herself, there are a lot of pricks available out there. And cunts, too. She still hungered for the taste of another woman's pussy. And, perhaps, two cocks at the same time.
Oh, yes, she marveled, there were a great many new experiences just waiting to be tried, and she was determined to try them all. Fred had only been the appetizer for the feast yet to come.
Chapter Five
Karen lit another cigarette, which was most unusual for her. Three made a normal day. This one made her third in the last hour.
She puffed at the cigarette, not wanting it, not even enjoying it. It was hard to sit still. She paced the living room, waiting for the sound of the doorbell. She had been like that ever since she had talked to Betty that morning. Bill would be late with a client in town this evening. The time was right for her second encounter with a neighbor's husband.
She had gotten very little advance information from Betty. Even though her friend claimed that quiet Bob had always seemed perfectly happy with just straight old-fashioned fucking, Karen had been able to couple that with a remark she had once heard Betty make about how disgusting oral sex was to her. Karen was certain that Bob Morgan's weakness was a blow-job, and she intended suck his cock until his eyes bulged out. She had gambled that Fred would be attracted to big tits, because of Carla's smallness, and she had been right.
Tits, she reasoned, wouldn't help this evening with Bob. Betty had plenty of tit for Bob to play with.
No, she decided, it wasn't an evening for tits. Tonight was cock-sucking time. She fully anticipated enjoying the taste of Bob's load sliding down her throat.
All the preparations in the world didn't help her nervousness, however. She had found the shiny gold one-piece jumpsuit that Bill had bought her right after they had married. It had been sort of a joke with them, a rather expensive joke at that. Karen had never worn it until tonight, but now it seemed perfect for the occasion.
She plopped down in the chair, swung her legs over the arm and waited, dangling her gold slippers from her feet. This is nerve-racking, she thought.
The doorbell jangled and she jumped from her chair. Deep breath time, she said to herself, smoothing down the legs of the jumpsuit. It was uncomfortable as hell, but tonight she would appreciate the long zipper that ran from her neck to her crotch.
She threw open the door. Bob smiled at her from the porch. "Hi, Karen," he said. "It's me, Bob."
She stepped aside. "Come on in, Bob." She walked back into the living room and sat down in her chair. He had no choice but to follow.
"To what do I owe this pleasure?" she joked, winking broadly at him.
"Oh, Betty got it into her head that she just had to make a cake tonight and sent me over here for some recipe or other. Said to tell you it was the one for her favorite."
"Oh, sure," Karen pretended. "I know what she means."
Bob shrugged. "Guess her sweet tooth struck her suddenly or something."
"Do you have a sweet tooth, too, Bob?" Her voice was coy. The honey dripped from each word.
He shrugged. "Not really. I guess, well, sometimes I like something sweet, but it's not like it is with Bets."
"I have an awful sweet tooth."
"I didn't know that."
"Uh-huh," she nodded. "A rather selective sweet tooth, however. There are only a few sweet things I like."
"Oh, well," he agreed, "I guess I'm the same way. I only enjoy a few sweets. Bets likes everything."
She rose from her chair and walked toward him. Her body pressed lightly against his and she heard him swallow, hard.
"I'll bet," she cooed to him, watching the sweat pop out on his forehead, "that you have something sweet for me. Something very, very sweet that I would just love to eat. A nice lollipop for me to suck on."
He looked flustered. She was sure that he couldn't help but understand the drift of her conversation. The cockbulge in his pants told her she was right.
Karen placed her hands against his chest. Her face was very close to his. She could feel the pounding of his heart and knew the blood was racing through his veins.
Her own pussy was already wet from the excitement of the moment. She had realized that Bob would be the one who required the most seduction. She pressed her loins against the bulge in his trousers.
"Yes, I'd just love to have something sweet to suck on tonight," she whispered as her hands began to unbutton his shirt. She slid her fingers inside the material against the hairiness of his chest. "I'll bet you've got something sweet for Karen."
"Yes," he stammered, "I think I do have something you might like."
She stripped his clothes from him quickly, freeing his short, but thick, cock from his pants. It stood out proud and hard from his body. She held it in her hand, stroking his shaft lightly.
"Hmm, you do have something that looks delicious."
She pressed her lips against his, searching inside his mouth with her darting tongue. His prick responded, twitching and already oozing small droplets of pre-cum from the tiny opening. She leaned over and kissed his hard little nipples, ran her tongue over them and felt them stiffen beneath her lips. Her hand cradled his balls; she knew they must ache for the release she was about to furnish them. He moaned softly as she squeezed his nuts gently.
Karen knelt in front of him and kissed his cockhead, her lips gobbling the drops of his pre-jism as they oozed their way out. She ran her tongue all over his knob, tickling him on the underside where his shaft and cockhead joined together. His prickshaft gleamed, shiny wet, in the dim light of the room.
She ran her tongue down his shaft and then back up on the underside to his knob again. He groaned loudly. Karen was worried that he would not last long at this rate.
She slipped his cock-knob into her mouth and began a slow sucking motion with her cheeks, while she probed his tiny opening with her tongue. His prick twitched and more jism seeped from his hole and she greedily drank it down.
She circled his dick with her tongue and felt his body shudder. His explosion was building too fast for her. Her cunt tingled with excitement and she sensed the throbbing in her clit, but he was going to blow his load before her mouth got enough of his delicious-tasting prick.
Karen removed his cock from her mouth and squeezed it with her hand. She stroked it lightly, knowing that the very idea of having sex with a woman other than his wife was nearly enough to cause Bob to fire his wad. She was willing for him to shoot off as much as he liked, but she feared he wasn't going to be as virile as either Bill or Fred, and she didn't want to risk losing him too early in the game.
She ran her tongue lightly over his cock-knob and then stood up.
She kissed him lightly on the cheek, feeling a strange tenderness for him. "I wouldn't dream of stopping," she answered. "Not until I taste your cream. I just want you to lie down here on the couch, where you can be nice and comfortable and enjoy yourself."
He obeyed her instantly. She knelt down beside him. His dick was stiff as a metal rod.
"I'm going to treat you good, Bob. Really good." She hoped the little pause in the action had delayed him.
Her tongue licked his cock up and down its short, fat length. She sucked his cock-knob back into her mouth.
Slowly, she began to bob her head downward, slipping more of his cock into her mouth with each stroke of her lips. Her tongue played with his prickshaft, tracing the dark blue veins in the skin.
Karen's lips sucked at his flesh, his cock leaping and twitching in her mouth. His dick jumped every time she flicked her tongue across his cockhead. Her lips slid down his stalk, sucking in his prick until she reached the base of his cocklance.
She held his prick in her mouth, her cheeks making sucking sounds as she brought him up his own mountain. He seeped pre-cum into her throat and she tongued his dick, her lips eating at his hard flesh.
Karen bobbed her head up and down his shaft, sliding her lips up his stalk until only his cockhead remained hidden in her mouth before sliding back down his prick to swallow it whole again. Up and down her mouth worked on his cock, her tongue racing around his shaft, his hips beating wildly against the couch as he pounded his dick into her throat, fucking her mouth with a cock that had yearned for an opportunity like this for a long time.
She kept her lips pressed tightly against his flesh, rubbing them up and down his stalk with every thrust in and out of her mouth. Her tongue drove his cock-knob mad with desire. His balls bounced against her chin as her mouth swallowed his cocklance.
Karen's pussy reacted to the sensation of a hard prick in her mouth. She felt her cunt juices flow, bubbling forth from her hole as her clit throbbed with the delightful pulsating rhythms of her body. She couldn't keep her own hips still, and she knelt on the floor, sucking Bob's cock while her own pussy throbbed against the couch in its eagerness to be fucked.
She felt him coming. His cock leaped about wildly in her mouth and he plunged his prickshaft in and out between her lips in an uncontrollable frenzy as he prepared to blow his wad.
"I'm coming!" he screamed. "I'm coming!"
His body lurched upwards from the couch and drove his cock all the way into her mouth and he blew a load of hot cum down her throat. She swallowed quickly, so as not to lose a single precious drop of his fiery liquid. It slid easily, smoothly down her throat and she sucked harder on his prick, forcing him to release all of his jism to her hungry mouth.
She milked his dick with her lips, squeezing his stalk, anxious for each droplet to fall from its clefted head. Her tongue bathed his knob, pushed against his hole, tasting the final drops of his salty cum before he slumped back wearily against the couch.
She licked his dick clean with her tongue, erasing from his flesh every trace of his cream, then she licked her lips greedily, anxious for more.
"I knew you had something nice for me to suck on," she smiled as she kissed his limp dick.
"Christ," he moaned, "I never had anything like that in my life."
"Well, you can have it anytime you want, now that you know where to find it."
"Jesus, that was great. I can't tell you how great. It was, well, it was great. What can I say?"
Karen gently stroked his limp prick with her hand as she rested her head on the couch. "You don't have to say anything. Let's just make this your evening. You just tell me what you like and we'll do it."
"I think you already have," he answered, looking down at his tired dick.
"What do you and Betty do?"
He turned on his side to face her, a bit embarrassed over lying there naked while she was still fully clothed. "Oh, well, we mostly, well, just, you know, uh, fuck, I guess."
"Well, how? What positions do you use?"
He was red all over. "Oh, the normal. You know."
Karen shook her head. She had no intention of letting him off the hook now. "I never considered any position normal or abnormal. You mean missionary? Man on top?"
He nodded.
"Nothing else?"
This time he shook his head.
"And Betty never eats you? You never eat Betty's pussy?"
He shook his head again. "No, never. She, well, she says that's disgusting." He looked up at her. "But, I don't think it is. I'd like to do that. God, I can't tell you how great this was tonight."
"Would you like to eat my pussy?" she asked casually.
"Oh, wow, would I ever! I'd love to, Karen."
She stood up and grinned impishly down at his naked figure. "Don't you think you'd better have a look at it first, before you agree? It takes a lot of attention. A whole lot."
Her hands went to the neckline of her gold jumpsuit, and she slowly slid the zipper all the way to her crotch. It gaped open, exposing a sizable eyeful of white flesh and just the faintest beginnings of her pussy hair, gleaming red in the soft light.
She turned her back to him and shrugged the garment off her shoulders, leaving her bare to the waist. She pushed it down over her hips and onto the floor and stepped from it. The lights danced off her smoothly rounded ass. She caressed her ass cheeks with her hands.
"Wouldn't you like to do this, Bob?" she teased.
"I'd like to kiss your ass, too, and run my tongue in it."
"Fine, Bob, you can do that, too." She turned slowly around, bringing the front of her nude body into view. She felt his eyes on her tits and cupped them with her hands. "Want to suck on these?"
He nearly choked. "Yes!"
His eyes focused on her pussy. She ran her hand through her pussy hair, her finger slipping into her slot, opening it for his pleasure, so that he could see her damp fuck hole.
"Want to stick your tongue in here?"
He managed another weak nod. His cock was stiff again, standing at the ready. She thought he might blow his load just looking at her.
Karen ran her middle finger into her cunt slit and then pulled it out, dripping with her juices. Casually, she licked the finger clean.
"Want to do that with your tongue? Want to suck on this pussy?"
"You bet I do," he squeaked.
Karen sat down in the chair, scooted her ass to the front edge and spread her legs. "Well, then, come and get it."
He almost leaped from the couch to kneel in front of her. Leaning forward, he kissed her wet pussy and slid his tongue in her slit, licking up and down the long gash, tasting the nectar of her cunt.
"That's it," she moaned. "Eat my pussy!"
Bob pressed his mouth against her cunt lips and sucked the juices from them, while his tongue darted in tiny circles around her clit. Her clit stiffened, thumping in time with the pulse of her blood as it raced through her eager body.
She moaned softly as he lapped at her cunt. His tongue tortured her clit, sending spasms of joy shooting through her nerves.
Bob's hands moved up her firm thighs, over the curves of her hips and grasped her body, pulling her cunt toward his hungry tongue. He flicked lightly at the opening in her pussy, teased it with his tongue, made little circles on her cunt mound. There were juices flowing from her body and he lapped them up like a starving man; he was starved for the taste of pussy.
His own cock was throbbing again with excitement. He couldn't remember the last time he had shot two loads in one night, but he planned on doing just that this evening.
His tongue slipped inside her pussy lips and Karen felt the bombs burst in her brain, lights flashing before her eyes as she pressed her head against the back of the chair and shoved her cunt tightly against his face, smearing his mouth and chin with her juices.
His tongue danced in and out of her wet cunt, tingling the walls of her pussy flesh, his hands tight against her hips, pressing her body against his mouth, plunging his tongue in and out of her exploding pussy.
The series of tiny bangs burst in her loins, causing her to groan loudly, beating at the chair seat with her thrusting hips and ass. Her body was caught in the burning fires and she felt herself being lifted higher and higher, the big explosion building, ready to consume her body. She massaged her tits roughly with her own hands as Bob ate her cunt. She squeezed her nipples, pinching them until they hurt and the pain changed to an orgasm of pleasure, her pussy stretching to reach its outermost point in an effort to release the aching tension she felt.
It was coming. She could feel it starting deep in her juice-filled cunt, spiraling through her stiff clit, pouring fire into her belly and then swarming upward to her tits.
Her nipples were swollen and distended, crying out for relief. Karen's body arched forward as she attempted to bury his tongue in her cunt, that magical tongue that raced in and out of her body as his lips suckled her flesh, drinking in the juices that flowed like a river from her pink pussy.
The explosion came, ripping and tearing through her body and she screamed in delight, the scream turning to a low, throaty gurgle deep in her chest as the fires of release consumed her body and drained the juices from her cunt.
His tongue was a white-hot poker in her hole, searing her delicate pink tissues. His mouth gurgled as he slurped at her creamy juices, savoring his first real taste of a woman's cuntal fluids.
Bob drank greedily, his lips pressed tightly against her cunt, not willing to miss a drop of her heavenly cum, his tongue toying with her stiffened clit, driving her on to a new series of tiny explosions in her pussy. Her body was twitching and jerking in the chair, the low moans escaping like kitten sounds from her lips.
Slowly, the intensity of the moment subsided and her body eased down from its explosive, shattering peak and the throbbing in her cunt ceased. Only the shivers that ran up and down her bare flesh remained.
Bob ran his tongue lightly over her creamy thighs as her body settled back to normal. His hands brushed across her narrow, flat belly, tickled at the tiny indentation and then stroked upward to the undercurve of her tits.
He kissed her skin tenderly along the inner part of her thighs, sending new waves of shivery delight racing up her body.
"For someone who pretended inexperience at this, you do a mean job of eating pussy. You can stick your tongue in my cunt anytime."
"Hmmm," he gurgled against her creamy thighs. "Remember, you promised me something else."
"After that, I don't remember what it was. But, honey, you can have whatever you want."
Bob looked up at her. "You said I could kiss your ass, too."
"I remember," she nodded her head. "No one has ever eaten my ass before, but if you do it as well as you suck cunt, I'm going to love it. How do you want me?"
This would, at least, be a new experience for her, she reasoned. And she reminded herself that she planned to try everything at least once.
Bob stretched out on the floor. "All right, Karen," he instructed, "you straddle me, with your back to my face."
Karen did as she was told, the cheeks of her ass poised above his face. He kissed her lightly on each soft ass cheek.
She felt his tongue run over her buttocks and then circle to the top of her crack. His tongue slid down her ass crack and back up to the top.
"Mind if I suck your cock while you're eating my ass?"
He laughed. "Not at all. Help yourself."
"Do you want to fuck me in the ass, too?"
He considered it for a moment. "No, I'd rather just tongue you out good."
She leaned forward to slip her lips around his cockhead, already oozing jism in its excitement. The position opened her ass up to him, spreading wide her ass cheeks and giving him easy access to her crack and tiny, puckered asshole.
Karen felt his tongue slide wetly up and down her crack, jolting her with a charge of electricity when it flicked over her hole. She plunged her mouth down over his cock, swallowing to its root, tonguing his thick shaft and washing his rounded prickhead. She slid her lips up and down his stalk, pressing them tightly against his hot flesh, sucking at his prick, licking at his tiny hole to seize the first drops of jism.
She felt a strangely pleasant sensation firing her body as his tongue swooped up and down her crack, stopping to circle her asshole and then resuming its licking motions. His hot hands were flat against her ass cheeks, spreading her crack even wider as he lapped at her flesh.
His tongue toyed with her asshole, licking around it. His lips sucked at her flesh. His tongue danced across the tiny opening, teasing it, lighting brand new fires in her body, fires she had never felt burning before.
Karen felt the tip of his tongue penetrate her asshole. He shoved harder, forcing more of his tongue inside her body, wiggling it around inside her stretching hole, and she felt the first small bang explode in her cunt.
He pressed harder at her opening, plunging his tongue deeper into her opening. Her asshole stretched, straining to admit his tongue as he twisted it about inside her body, fanning the already burning fires. His lips sucked at her flesh and her pussy tingled with the flow of her juices.
He slid his tongue out and then plunged it back in, and circled it around in her aching hole before withdrawing it again and repeating the cycle once more. He fucked her asshole with his tongue while she ate his dick, sucking and licking his throbbing prickshaft, the explosion building in both their bodies.
Karen had never felt such a sensation as being tongue-fucked in her virgin ass. It was strangely pleasant, much more so than she had expected. As her head bobbed up and down over Bob's prick, she wondered idly if Bill would like to try this sometime.
Bob's hips were pounding his cock in and out of her hard-sucking mouth, her tongue working frantically around his shaft, her lips milking his dick. He groaned, pushing himself to his climax as his tongue kept pace with his hips, firing in and out of her ass, his lips clinging to her delightful, tasty flesh.
He exploded an enormous load of creamy cum into her throat, more than she had thought him capable of. His hips thrust into the air, waving wildly about as he blew his wad in her mouth, bouncing off her lips and tongue as she gulped it down her throat, her body responding to the pleasures of hot jism in her mouth.
Bob plunged his tongue to its limits into her asshole and her pussy fired off in her explosion. She drove her ass down onto his face, smothering him with her smooth ass cheeks and increasing the intensity of both of their explosions.
His cock jerked in her mouth as she milked him dry, greedily sucking up his jism for herself, draining his balls.
Her ass wiggled about in his face as her body eased back down and the fires in her ass turned to embers. The juice slowed its flow from her pussy and her heartbeat slowed to a normal pace. Karen gave his cock one last lick before rolling from him.
She slumped in the chair, still naked, long after he had gone. Bob was a hell of a nice person, she thought. Maybe this game the wives were playing would open Betty up and enable her to better satisfy her husband. Karen hoped so.
She decided she should shower before Bill got in, and wondered which wives he had fucked so far-and if he was fucking one right now. Probably, she decided, and then wondered if her ass was still technically virgin after tonight.
Well, no matter, she told herself. If it is still virgin, it won't be after Jerry Rogers gets his prick into it.
Karen rang the doorbell, listening to it chime from deep within the house. She shifted the package under her arm and waited patiently.
Jerry yanked the door open and a broad smile creased his face as he saw his most welcome, beautiful visitor.
"Hi, Karen! Come in." He moved aside, holding the door for her.
She stepped past his lean frame, into the pleasant coolness of the house.
"Where's Sue?" she asked, as if she didn't already know that her willowy friend was at Carla's, being pleasurably sucked and fucked by Fred.
"Oh, she went shopping. Didn't she call you? I thought she did."
"No," Karen lied. Sue had called, but it was to tell her that she was set up with Fred today and this would be Karen's opportunity to fuck with Jerry. "I was out shopping myself this morning. We must have missed each other."
"Sorry. Was there something you wanted with Suzie?"
"Oh, well," she sighed, continuing her act, "I did want Sue's opinion. But, you know, Jerry, you can probably help me even more than she can."
His boyish, friendly smile lit up his handsome face. "Glad to be of service. What can I do?"
"Well, you see, I went shopping and bought some clothes for myself. I'm not sure if Bill will like them, and I wonder if you could give me an opinion."
"I don't know much about women's clothes, but I'll do the best I can," he laughed.
"Oh, thank you, Jerry. You don't know how much I appreciate your help. I'll find some way to repay you for this." She intended for every word to have a double meaning.
"Don't worry about it. What is it you want me to look at?"
Karen started to open the package, then paused, as if she had suddenly been struck by a better idea. "I know. I'll put it on for you. That way, you can tell better how I'll look." Before he had a chance to answer, she pushed on into the house. "I'll just go into the bedroom and change."
Karen stripped off her clothes quickly and opened her package. It didn't contain much, and she smiled to herself, recalling the ridiculous price she had paid.
The bra was barely more than half a cup. It lifted her huge tit mounds even higher than they were naturally. Her rosy nipples peeked proudly over the top edge.
The panties were even less. Thong bikinis, the clerk had called them. If these panties didn't turn on an ass man like Jerry, she reasoned, nothing would.
"Jerry! Jerry, come here," she called and then struck a careful pose beside the bed.
He ambled in, stopped dead in the doorway at the sight of her almost nude body. She felt his eyes burn into her flesh, devouring the view of her tits, so proudly displayed, her tips already hard and excited. She felt him feast on her cunt triangle and knew he wished that there was no concealing material there to block his view of her wet cunt slit.
"Well, what do you think, Jerry? Or maybe you prefer this angle."
Karen pivoted about very slowly. She had already caught a glimpse of the cockbulge that had sprung up immediately in his pants and she wanted to draw this moment out for as long as possible.
Her bare-cheeked ass came into view and she heard him gasp at the sight of her lovely, rounded flesh. She tightened her muscles, making her cheeks twitch for his added enjoyment.
"Well, Jerry, what do you say?" "I think you have the most beautiful ass I've ever seen," he said, suddenly hoarse with emotion. Without looking, she was sure his cock was about to rip through his pants.
"What would you do to an ass like that?" she teased.
Suddenly, he was standing behind her, his body pressed close to hers. She could feel his prick prod at her cheeks. His arms encircled her tiny waist, one hand slid downward to rub her crotch through the thin material, while the other seized a tit, his fingers rough against her swollen nipple.
"I'd fuck that ass like it's never been fucked before," he whispered against her ear.
"Don't tell me," she said. "Show me. Show me, Jerry."
His hands fumbled eagerly at the bra hook. He finally managed it, spilling her huge tit mounds free of the tight restraint. He cupped her tits with his hands and fingered her stiff nipples. She leaned back against him, moaning softly as he played with her tits.
His hands left her breasts and he tore his clothes from his lean body. Karen turned to face him, pressing her tits against his chest. She reached up and kissed him lightly.
"I've never been fucked in the ass before," she whispered.
"That's okay," he replied. "I've had enough experience for both of us."
He pushed the tiny bikini down her legs and she stepped out of it. "What do you want me to do?"
"You just kneel on the bed and I'll do the rest," he ordered. Karen did as she was told. She felt his weight on the bed and he covered her ass cheeks with kisses. Jerry tongued her crack, pressing his lips against her flesh and sucking gently at her delicate ass tissues.
She felt the fires in her cunt, just as she had when Bob had used his mouth on her ass. Jerry's tongue made circles around her tiny, puckered asshole. She felt the tip of his tongue press against her opening, then he shoved inside her ass. He forced his way into her body, deeper and deeper. She moaned in pleasure at the wonderful feeling in her ass.
"Fuck me with your tongue, Jerry. Fuck me with your tongue."
His tongue slid in and out of her asshole, plunging in as far as it would go and then withdrawing until only the tip remained embedded in her body. He began to stroke faster, his lips suckling her flesh as his tongue whipped in and out of her ass, setting her on fire. The heat blazed in her ass and her pussy. Her clit throbbed and ached, begging for release from the all-consuming fires. Even her tits were swollen with agony as his tongue plunged in and out of her asshole.
The juice poured from her cunt in a never-ending flow, dripping from her pussy onto her creamy white thighs. Her hips thrust her ass back against his face, cramming his tongue inside her body, feeling the shock of his lips torment her ass crack with their sweet sucking.
Suddenly, he moved his mouth away from her, and she desperately wanted it back, to continue her on her way to her explosive peak. Then, she jerked as she felt the head of his dick press against her asshole.
"This will hurt at first," he warned, "but pretty soon it will start to feel good. Really good."
She shoved her ass back at him in reply and the head of his prick tore into her asshole. She cried out as the awful, burning pain shot through her body.
Jerry wiggled his cock-knob inside her ass, every movement sparking off a new wave of pain. She rested her head on the bed, feeling the salty tears creep from her eyes. She groaned in pain.
Slowly, with incredible tenderness, Jerry shoved more of his prick into her ass, and she cried aloud. He continued to drive forward, inserting his cock into her ass very slowly.
Karen felt she was being torn apart. Her ass felt stretched, ripped open to accept his shaft, the bolts of pain so intense that she nearly fainted. And, still, he kept pushing, cramming more and more dick into her asshole. She was certain her ass had been ruined forever. Every time she thought he must surely be completely inside her, he plunged more prick in her ass and the pain exploded in her again.
Every bit of her body ached and throbbed from the burning agony that flamed upward from her ass. The bed beneath her face was wet with tears. Her pussy burned in a fire more intense than she had ever known.
He drove forward, forcing his prick into her, the agony so great that she simply moaned in pain. She felt her insides stretch and tear apart, and she didn't know how long she could survive with his cock rammed up her ass.
This is what I wanted, she told herself between sobs. No one made me do it. I wanted to. Now, you silly bitch, take it.
"We're almost there," whispered Jerry. "Another two inches and you'll have it all." He patted her ass affectionately. "Can you stand it?"
She knew what it would feel like, but still knew that she must do it. She wouldn't be satisfied, otherwise. She had wanted it and now intended to go through with it, telling herself that if Sue Rogers could do it, she could, too.
"Can you take it?" Jerry asked again.
Without answering, Karen lunged backwards with all the force she could muster, driving her asshole onto his cock and plunging it into her body to the hilt, his balls slapping against her as her ass swallowed all of his dick.
She screamed in pain as his fiery prick tore into her bowels, ripping and shredding her insides. Blackness was swirling over her, taking away her conscious thought and, with it, the terrible searing pain her ass as her cunt exploded in a shattering blast that jolted her entire body and flooded her pussy with her wet, warm cream.
She opened her tear-streaked eyes as the fog and mists cleared from her brain. The pain was not as bad now, but his red-hot dick was still buried in her ass. She wiggled back against him, and he began a slow, torturous withdrawal, his long shaft sliding back out of her ass tunnel, stroking every inch of her aching flesh, until only his knob remained inside her.
Jerry wiggled his hips, his cockhead making a circular rubbing motion in her asshole. He held her tightly by the hips. Without warning, he plunged forward again, driving his steaming prick into her fiery ass again, plunging into the depths of her body, relighting all the old painful fires along the way.
He fucked her ass furiously. His cock plowed into her asshole and then withdrew before he plunged back inside to the hilt once more. In and out, his prick stroked her ass tunnel, driving her wild with the terrifying pain.
In and out he thrust. Her cunt poured and her clit throbbed. The bomb prepared to go off in her pussy again, to provide a measure of release from the searing fires in her ass.
His fuck strokes were coming faster and faster now, his dick slashing in and out of her ass while his own pent-up cum built in his balls as they banged against her body.
Karen felt the pain ease away and a new, delightfully strange sensation took its place. She began thrusting her ass back and forth at his rampant cock. Her ass suddenly began to feel very good. Very, very good. The pleasure was mounting. She could sense the relief coming. Her cunt and ass burned with joy now. Her nipples stiffened even more, swelling to the bursting point, and all she could think of was to have cocks and more cocks rammed into her ass.
Karen groaned, this time in pleasure. Her body throbbed to the beat of his prick in her asshole and she ground her hips back at him, wishing she could force his cock even deeper into her ass.
They pounded together, his cock beating at her insides, jerking, twitching, then they exploded together. She felt a bone-jarring electrical charge zip through her cunt, and her clit felt as though it had a life of its own as she fired off her passions and joys against his cock.
He blew an enormous load of cum into her asshole, drowning her with his load of fiery jism. She felt he had filled every nook and cranny of her body, and still he kept the cream gushing, wad of sticky cum after wad of sticky cum, filling her ass to the bursting point.
She prayed he would never stop coming, that he would fill her ass with his jism until it ran out her mouth. She ground back against him, keeping his dick hard and solid in her asshole while he squirted out the last few drops of his load.
She collapsed on the bed and Jerry fell on top of her, his cock still buried in her ass. But she sadly felt it softening, slipping from her asshole, and his creamy cum oozing out after it. She tightened the muscles of her ass, trying to keep his warm jism inside her, but she found it impossible to hold onto all of it.
He patted her affectionately on the rump. "You have one great ass for fucking."
She cradled her head in her arm and smiled at him. "Great enough for you to want to try it out again sometime?"
His hand stroked her smooth ass cheeks. "Anytime you want. You seem to have learned to like it pretty quickly."
She rolled over to a kneeling position. "There are other things I've learned to like, too."
Jerry stretched out on his back. The stiffness was already returning to his cock. "Want to show me some of them?"
Karen leaned over and kissed his cockhead. "Be glad to."
Her tongue licked over his cock-knob, cleaning away the residue of the powerful load he had fired into her ass. She sucked his prickhead into her mouth, laving it with her tongue.
His prick became steel hard again, pulsing with renewed life under the tender loving care her mouth gave to it. Her body reacted to the delicious sensation of a hard cock in her mouth. She ran her lips down his flesh, drawing his prickshaft deep into her throat, plunging all the way to his root in one long gulp, her tongue lapping at his flesh. Her cunt ached for his lean prick. She sucked him to full life and then straddled his body.
"Now, we'll try this hole for a change."
"Sue and I don't usually do it this way," Jerry answered.
Karen lowered her cunt down onto his cockhead, swallowing in his circular knob.
"Well, you should try it more often. Sue might enjoy your cock somewhere besides up her ass." She twisted her torso, right and left, slowly corkscrewing herself down the length of his prick. "She might like a good old-fashioned fucking once in a while. You might, too, if you'd give it a try."
She lowered herself down onto his stalk. The fires blazed in her pussy as she delighted in the feel of his cock stuffed in her fuck hole. She poured cunt juice down his shaft, her body shivering with the feeling of prickmeat against her flesh. Her cunt lips spread out, grasping his stalk, sucking at his stiff cock, eating his prick with her pussy, swallowing it inside her body.
Karen's clit could hardly stand so much pleasure. Her hard little clit twitched and pulsed, vibrating with excitement. Jerry's hands reached for her tits, kneaded her creamy soft mounds, his fingers hard and strong against her nipples.
Their bellies met, her cunt lips spreading out against him, sealing his prick deep into her cunt so that there could be no escape. She flexed her pussy muscles, tightening her hold on his cock, locking them together.
Her cunt sucked at his prick, squeezing it, the cum rising inside his red-hot poker. Karen raised her body back up, milking his dick, her body torn by the short, sharp explosions that blasted through her cunt.
She rose as slowly as she had descended, clinging against his shaft with her cunt lips, massaging every inch of his dick with her flooded pussy.
Her body would not let her remain in control. She rode him wildly, up and down, his hips bucking her into the air as their bodies drove together. Their sweaty flesh was slapping together, building them to an uncontrollable peak.
She felt his cock slamming into her hole, withdrawing, covered by her cunt cream, and then plowing back into her, stroking her pussy in long, delicious jabs of his rampaging dick.
They rode together, thrashing about on the bed, the cries of the springs mingling with their moans as his dick poked her cunt with long strokes, every plunge into her body ripping a new blast through her, her clit screaming for release from the pressures building inside. His fingers pinched her nipples, sending new waves of pleasure streaking through her body.
"Fuck me!" shouted Karen, plunging her cunt downward to meet his prick. "Oh, sweet Jesus! Oh, fuck me!"
Jerry slammed his final lunge home and bounced his wad of cum off her cunt walls, washing out her hole, filling her cunt with his steaming jism, driving his long cock into the deepest recesses of her pussy.
Karen screamed loudly. "Fuck meeeeee!"
Her body burst, waves of electrically charged power washed upward from her cunt and she drowned his dick with a river of pussy juice. Their loads mixed together, overflowing her fuck hole. Her body trembled and shook with the impact of her explosion. Jerry's hands squeezed her tits, nearly bruising the tender flesh as he hung onto her. She continued to pound her body up and down on his cock, her cunt draining him of his cum, her body demanding more cream than his dick could squirt into her hot fuck hole.
"More! Fuck me more!" Karen's cunt lips would not let go of his prick. Her pussy sucked at him, begging to force more life back into his softening prick. His spunk oozed into her filled pussy, mere droplets beside the flood he had gushed there before.
Her body shivered from the tension-releasing climax that pounded her pussy, shivered as if she had caught a sudden chill. Her sweaty skin gleamed in the faint light. Her cuntal muscles contracted, holding his limp dick inside her pussy.
Karen ran her fingers lightly over his nipples as she felt his body relax beneath her. She leaned forward and kissed his chest, and ran her tongue in circles over his hard, brown tits.
Her heart slowed its pounding in her chest and her body slowly slid back down the mountain to a semblance of its normal state. His cock slipped, wet with their mingled cum, from her slit. She felt warm and comforted inside, her pussy relaxed, as always, after having its fill of prick and cum.
She rolled over onto the bed beside him. "See, you should do that with Sue more often."
Jerry laughed softly. "I probably would, if she could fuck like you can."
Karen squirmed around in order to reach his dick with her mouth. She tongued him clean, washing his soft prick with her tongue and lips, savoring the flavor of their mixed juices.
She felt her cunt slit and ass with her hands. "I'm sort of messy. Want to take a shower with me before I have to go?"
"Love it!"
They hopped into the shower together, letting the warm spray surround them, the needle-like water pounding away their fatigue and reviving their bodies.
They washed each other, giggling like kids. Karen felt very happy and comfortable with Jerry. She hoped that Sue was having as much fun with Fred.
She scrubbed his body clean for him, lathering his long cock, stroking it while it was soapy wet. The touch of her hands and the nearness of her beautiful nakedness started the fires going again in his dick. It stood stiff and proud from his hairy crotch, his balls tight, ready for more action.
Jerry washed her tits, his soapy fingers massaging her nipples into swollen hardness. He carefully cleaned her cunt and ass, running his fingers deep inside both holes. Her pussy heated up again, and she knew she had to have his cock one more time.
She clung to his wet body, her tits mashed against his chest as he washed her ass, his finger probing into her sore asshole. He gently finger-fucked her ass, the soap burning her, sending a new kind of pain-pleasure flowing through her belly. She squirmed against him, their flesh pressed tightly together, the water pouring around their naked bodies.
Karen shoved her loins against his cock and balls, and wiggled her wet slit against him, every touch of his flesh against hers adding fuel to the heat that seared her cunt.
He turned her around, so that her back was to him. She leaned forward, supporting herself on the cool, wet tiles, sticking her ass back at him.
Jerry rubbed his cock up and down in her crack, teasing her aching asshole with his knob. His hands toyed with her tits and she felt them throb with desire.
"Fuck me, Jerry," she moaned above the din of splashing water. "Fuck me!"
His hands covered her nipples, their stiff tips pressing against his palms. "Where, Karen? Tell me where. Where do you want me to fuck you?"
His voice was demanding. She understood him. He wanted her to beg to get it in the ass again. She hated that, but her throbbing cunt left her no choice.
"My ass!" She lowered her head between her extended arms. "Fuck me in the ass!"
He shoved the head of his dick into her asshole and she felt the sharp bolt of pain flash through her belly. He shoved against her, sliding his long shaft into her ass.
He wasn't going to be slow and gentle this time. He plowed into her ass and drove his prick into her in one long, powerful stroke. Her ass was filled with his cock.
She felt him begin to stroke her ass in long, sweeping drives into her body that jarred her teeth with their force. His balls slapped against her ass and fire consumed her clit. Her nipples hurt as his fingers pinched and squeezed her sensitive flesh roughly. His cock was a white-hot poker that burned and destroyed its way through her asshole, searing her with pain; yet, it excited her at the same time.
She was torn between wanting his fiery prick-shaft out of her ass and the desire for him to pound her hole with his cock until her legs would not support her body.
Her pussy was fired with charged electricity. She poured cunt juice down her legs. Every nerve in her cunt slit was on fire. The water pounded on her back while Jerry's cock pounded in her ass. Her asshole felt as though he had stretched it beyond its limits.
He fucked her ass with long, slow strokes, his dick caressing every inch of her ass tunnel. He slid a hand down and thumbed her clit. Karen burst her load the instant he touched her clit. Her knees trembled; her body shook from the fires raging inside her. Her hips drove her ass at his cock, and he plunged in and out of her ragged hole, pile-driving her ass with his cruel prick.
She felt his explosion coming and tried to brace herself for it, then his body plowed itself into hers and her ass steamed from the gusher of jism that creamed her bowels. He filled her ass with his cum. His jism was overflowing around his throbbing prick, pulsing with the beat of his heart, his cockknob a firebrand in her aching asshole.
As she walked home, Karen was glad for the first time that the street was not overly lit. She didn't want some of the neighbors to see the unusual way she was walking.
Her ass hurt with every step she took. She could feel her asscheeks wobbling around the burning sensation deep in her torn and ravaged tunnel. It felt as if the sides of her ass crack were rubbing together.
She decided, as she struggled along the sidewalk, that ass-fucking was all right, but it didn't replace a cuntful of cock. No wonder, she thought, Sue is dissatisfied if Jerry only gives it to her in the ass. Hope Fred gave Sue a pussyful tonight.
Karen took a sip of coffee and uncrossed her legs, leaning forward to place the cup back on its saucer on the coffee table. She felt a little uneasy sitting on the couch, having fucked Fred in this very spot only a week ago.
"I'll hand it to you, Carla, you were right. It has been an interesting experiment so far. I've had a ball."
Carla smiled. "I was certain you'd enjoy it."
"What ever made you think of it that day?"
Her hostess sighed. "Oh, well, I suppose you may as well know the truth. Fred and I have always believed in a very free and open marriage. We've always done what we wanted, so long as it wasn't sneaky and hidden."
Carla studied Karen's face and eyes intently, trying to judge her gorgeous guest's reaction. "Ever since we moved into this area, I've had a yen for Tom Randolph. Don't laugh!"
"I'm not laughing. Tom's a handsome man," Karen said.
"I couldn't find a way to get him in bed. He's almost as naive as his wife."
"Poor Jennie. She is sweet. And pretty, too."
"If you care for that type," Carla said. "Fred had his eye on two of our neighbors, and was having no more success than I was. When the opportunity came up in our conversation that day, it just seemed a natural suggestion. It would solve mine and Fred's problems, and at the same time, do the rest of you a lot of good."
The two women fell silent, staring at each other.
"Go ahead," said Carla, "ask."
Karen laughed. "You read me like a book."
"Better than you really know."
"All right, then. Who were the two that Fred had the hots for?"
Carla's mouth twisted in an almost evil grin, her pencil-thin black brows arched above her almond-shaped eyes. "Sue Rogers. And, most of all, you."
Karen laughed again. "That's flattering, anyway. But I never realized Fred was trying to get it on with me."
"Jennie isn't the only naive one in the neighborhood."
Karen's eyes widened. "Me? Naive? I never thought of myself as being naive."
"You are. Not as bad as Betty or Jennie.
But, you are. At least, about some things."
Karen crossed her long legs. There was something very strange about Carla today, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.
"I'm not as naive as you might think," she told Carla.
The evil smile flickered across Carla's lips again; "I can tell you something about myself that will shock you."
"What?" She was skeptical.
"I'm bisexual. Very much so."
Karen was not as shocked as she was surprised. Carla, who always seemed so hot for men, who had a husband who could use his cock the way Fred could-liking women? It didn't seem possible.
"I love men," she continued. "A cock can do wonderful things for me. But, I also like women. Beautiful women."
Karen felt a hot flash pass over her body and suddenly felt very uncomfortable in her tube top and shorts, with Carla's eyes burning into her flesh.
"I like a nice hot cunt as much as I do a hard dick. Both give me great pleasure. Frankly, I wouldn't want it any other way."
Karen blushed. She knew she had to tell Carla. She couldn't keep it a secret forever, and besides, wasn't this the opportunity she had been looking for?
"I've thought about women lately, myself. I guess a natural curiosity. You know, wondering what it would be like and all."
"Besides Tom," said Carla, her husky voice growing even deeper, "there were some others in the neighborhood I was looking forward to going to bed with."
Karen did not dare to voice her question. There was no need of it. She knew the answer.
"Fred and I are perfectly suited to each other. We have remarkably similar tastes. Both of us wanted Sue and you," said Carla, quietly.
Karen could feel the fluids flow from her pussy, the fire tingling her clit. It suddenly seemed difficult to get her breath.
She sat transfixed in the couch, and watched Carla cross the room to a place beside her on the sofa. She realized that, down deep, this was what she wanted, had been hoping for. Her body ached for Carla's touch.
She closed her eyes as Carla's lips pressed against hers. Their mouths opened, their tongues touched with an electrifying jolt. Karen's body trembled with the heat that built within her cunt. Carla's tongue explored her mouth, running wetly across her lips, burning her flesh.
She felt her best friend's hands on her bare shoulders. The hands slipped downward, their touch hot on her skin. Her tube top was slid down, her huge tit mounds popping free of the confining cloth. Her nipples stiffened immediately, even before the soft, hot hands covered them with their incredible, gentle warmth.
She moaned as the fingers stroked her nipples, stretching her hardened tips, circled her rose-colored skin. Her flesh was covered with cold, tiny bumps, her mind reeling from the idea of having Carla's hands on her naked flesh.
She pressed her hands against Carla's chest and felt her tits through the silky blouse, bullet-hard nipples pressing back against her palms. She moaned as waves of heat passed up her body.
She unbuttoned Carla's blouse, pushing it aside so that her hands could delight in the feel of the dark-skinned woman's naked flesh. Her own tits surged with power pressing against Carla's soft, feminine hands.
Carla's lips seized her nipple. Her body shivered with delight as the tongue circled her rosy areola. Moaning, she attempted to force her body even closer to Carla's.
Carla sucked her tits while her hands busied themselves by stripping away the remaining clothes, tossing them carelessly about the floor.
She jerked as Carla's hand slid across her belly and found its way to her pussy. A finger searched out her damp slit and slowly began massaging up and down, lightly brushing her stiff clit as it pulsed and throbbed with every beat of her pounding heart.
Carla pushed her gently back on the couch and slipped her fingers inside her cunt. Slowly, she finger-fucked Karen, her lips suckling on her guest's huge tits.
Karen's head rocked back against the pillow as the blasts whirred through her cunt while Carla's slim fingers worked in and out of her dripping fuck hole. Her hips leaped from the couch when a thumb flipped her clit. Her body was seized by spasms of joy.
She groaned when Carla removed her mouth from her nipples, but changed quickly to moans of delight when those same lips fastened on her clit. The dam burst and she fought her way up and over the peak, her insides melting, pouring their fluids over Carla's fingers and hand.
The lips were blazing against her cunt, worming their way into her pink slit, sucking her juices from her body, torturing her flesh. She felt her cunt meat being sucked up into Carla's warm mouth, sharp teeth gently biting and nipping at her pussy flesh. Bombs burst everywhere in her body-her cunt, her clit, her ass, her tits, the tips of her nipples exploding from pleasure. Her mind was whirling, spinning in darkness.
Before her body could begin to settle down, Karen felt her cunt invaded by Carla's tongue. It whipped in and out, lashing her pussy, drinking her juices as they flowed steaming hot from her pussy. Karen cried with delight, her whole body alive, every pore wanting to be fucked by that magical tongue.
The explosions came one on top of the other, rapid-fire, too quickly to keep count of them, ripping her body to shreds, every shock wave surpassing the one that had come before. Her cunt felt filled with tongue, a snake-like, darting tongue whose tip danced across her flesh, licked her pussy lips clean of her cunt juice and forced more and more from her aching pussy.
Karen's hips bounced wildly about the couch. She was no longer in control of her own body. Her cunt was supercharged, forcing itself against Carla's hungry lips, wanting to suck all of Carla into her pussy, to feel that warm, soft, woman's flesh fill her fuck hole beyond all reason or sensibility.
Karen ran her hands over her friend's body, desperate to touch each and every inch of Carla's flesh. She wanted to feel her tits, her ass, her cunt, everything. She could not stop herself, thrashing wildly about, driving her pussy against Carla's face, smearing the other woman's lips and chin with her delicious cunt juice.
Karen felt insatiable. Her pussy could not get enough of Carla's mouth and tongue; there were not enough of Carla's hands to satisfy her throbbing tits. She screamed her pleasure, the sound ringing in her ears. Her clit seemed to have swollen beyond all recognition, stiffer than she had ever known it, more sensitive than she could remember.
Karen felt a sudden surge of force growing in her pussy. It developed quickly, building, building to enormous pressure, hurting her cunt with its power. Multiplying, growing, more powerful than anything she had experienced before. She felt herself letting go. She screamed and the darkness seized her mind as the tidal wave washed over her, bringing contentment to her shattered body, the flames in her pussy dying to smoldering embers as Carla's tongue reached unexpected depths in her cunt. Relaxation flooded over her, and she was at peace.
She collapsed on the couch, the very same one that Carla's husband had fucked her on. It seemed poetic to have been fucked by both husband and wife on the same piece of furniture.
Karen sighed deeply, her senses slowly returning, aware of Carla's body covering hers, their tits pressed against each other, their cunts mashed together. Carla's mouth covered hers with sweet kisses, and Karen could taste herself on her friend's lips.
She raised her hips slightly, pressing their pussies even closer together. She responded with her own tongue to Carla's as it searched and probed her mouth. Their cunt lips spread open, their pussies kissing, their clits rubbing against each other. It was a delight that Karen had never known nor imagined before.
Carla's flesh against hers was like a soft, warm blanket on a cold winter's night. A safe, secure feeling. One that a person never wanted to leave, but to simply lie there and enjoy forever. Carla's lips slid over her cheek and whispered into her ear, "Now, my love, see how good two women can be for each other? So loving and tender."
"Yes, oh, yes," she answered. "Oh, yes."
"And now, it's your turn. I want your lips against my body. I want to feel them on my tits. I want your tongue in my pussy. Suck my cunt with your sweet mouth."
"Oh, God, yes," she moaned, the embers reawakening in her cunt, her pussy blazing from the desire to drain Carla's juices from her hot pussy.
Carla stretched her naked body out on the couch and Karen knelt between her widely spread legs. She looked down at her best friend's body, at the small, almost boyishly flat tits with their dark raisin-like nipples, at the incredibly tiny waist and the pink pussy, covered by the matted tangle of black, curly hair. Her mouth watered to taste that cunt flesh.
She bent forward, her lips seizing one of the hard brown nipples. She sucked it into her mouth, nursing at Carla's tit. Her hand felt for the wet slit, hidden in the mass of pussy hair. She massaged the slit with her finger, tingling the tiny clit, delighting as it pulsed and throbbed at her touch.
She slid her fingers inside Carla's pussy, working them in and out of the wetness, probing deeper with each stroke. Carla thrust her hips forward to meet the pounding fingers that fucked her so deliriously.
Karen could feel the tension building, the desperate need for release swirling upwards from Carla's cunt. Her fingers worked frantically, imitating all the wonderful cocks she had known, her thumb whirling around the clit. She felt Carla's warm cunt juices pouring onto her fingers and down her hand, and it excited her body and brought the juice flowing in her own pussy again.
Carla moaned, thrashing on the couch as her body raced to blast its load against Karen's hand. Karen's lips pulled at the luscious nipple, her teeth nipping the sensitive, dark flesh. Carla's body burned with the fierce pleasures of the fingering her cunt was getting.
"Suck my pussy," she moaned. "Suck it."
Karen was quick to obey. She licked her lips in anticipation of drinking cunt juice right from its source. She gazed down at the dark, juicy snatch. It was opened wide, forming a tasty-looking oval. Carla's pink cunt lips curled outward, covered with her creamy juices.
She lowered her head toward Carla's cunt and could feel the heat that radiated from her burning pussy.
Her tongue darted out, tapping lightly against Carla's pussy lips. The woman moaned, delighted. Karen ran her tongue up and down the foamy slit, tasting pussy juice for the first time, savoring its delightful sweetness.
She licked the opened cunt lips, flicking her tongue deftly around the pulsating clit, then rammed it in one quick plunge into Carla's waiting gash.
Karen stabbed in and out, tongue-fucking her friend with slow, steady strokes. Carla squeezed her legs around Karen's head and then opened them, alternating positions to vary the thrill that shot through her pussy and filled her body with joy.
Karen cupped her hands under Carla's little rounded ass and lifted her cunt into the air. She lapped at it. Her own body went wild from the thrill of eating another woman's cunt.
Cunt-sucking was even better than she had thought it would be. It would be hard to decide which was best for eating, a cunt or a cock.
She pressed her lips tightly against Carla's pussy and sucked greedily, draining the thick, creamy cunt juice into her mouth and swallowing it.
She rubbed her face around in Carla's loins, smearing the marvelous juice over her chin and mouth and cheeks and nose. She wanted to cover herself with cunt juice.
She stretched her mouth open as far as it would go and tried to cover all of her friend's pussy mound, sucking on the warm flesh while her tongue plowed away inside her cunt slit.
Carla thrashed wildly, her hips pounding against the soft cushions. "I'm coming!" she screamed.
Karen's lips and tongue worked harder and faster. She prayed for Carla to blow her load so that she could drain even more juice from her delicious cunt.
Carla came with an explosive force that shook both of them, nearly toppling the two beautiful, naked bodies onto the floor.
A river of sweet nectar streamed from Carla's slot. Karen tongued it up into her mouth, gulping greedily at the cum that poured from the hairy cunt. Carla's hips drove her cunt almost savagely against Karen's mouth. Her tongue continued to spoon up the pussy fluids and drain them from her friend's body.
Spasms of ecstasy whipped at Carla's cunt and she wailed with pure joy. She hit peak after peak, spewing her foamy cream into Karen's waiting mouth, her body trembling at the pleasure of having her cunt sucked off so delightfully.
Carla's thrashing slowed down, her body settling back to normal, the fury of her climax passing, draining her pussy of the burning fire that had eaten there and devoured her cunt with tongues of flame.
Karen was not yet finished. She sucked and licked her friend's gash, making certain that she didn't miss a drop of creamy cunt juice, milking Carla's pussy dry of the marvelous, sweet nectar. She wanted every spasm and thrill, every ounce of juice that her friend's pussy had to offer.
They smiled contentedly at each other. Karen licked her lips to clean them of the pussy juice that she had smeared there during their passion.
"Well, my virgin friend, how was your first taste of pussy?"
"Wonderful. I loved it, almost as much as I loved having you eat my pussy."
"I told you that you would like it. I'm pleased that mine was the first pussy you ate. That made it doubly enjoyable for me."
"I'm glad. And I'm glad that you were the first woman to suck me off, too."
The two friends kissed, their soft lips pressing tenderly together, their tongues eagerly exploring each other's mouths, tasting themselves on each other's lips. It was so good, thought Karen, to taste your own cunt on another woman's lips.
"I like big tits on a woman. Yours are lovely," said Carla, gently stroking the huge tit mounds that dangled so temptingly above her face.
"I'm happy that I pleased you." Karen's voice grew serious. "Have you tried Sue yet?"
"Yes," answered Carla. "She was very good. Almost as good as you. And a virgin, too."
Karen sat silently for a moment, before Carla interrupted her thoughts.
"Would you like to try Sue's pussy sometime? It is delicious. Of course, her tits aren't as good as yours, but she has a wonderfully firm body, very lean and sensuous."
"I don't know." Karen smiled. "Yes, I sort of think I would. Just for the hell of it."
"I'd like to watch you two together. It would be delightfully entertaining."
Karen chuckled. "Maybe I'll give you that chance sometime."
"So, you plan to try cunt sucking again." "Yes, and very soon." Her red head plunged back down at Carla's gash and her tongue found the tiny clit again. She flicked at it, sucked it between her lips and nursed on it like she would have a cock. Her own cunt ached for more of her friend's mouth and tongue, as her own lips yearned for more sweet cunt juice.
She shifted around over her prone friend so that each could reach the other's juicy pussy. Cunt cream dripped from her body and she nearly screamed with pleasure when Carla's soft lips fastened onto her pussy meat once more, while her own tongue slipped easily into Carla's oval fuck hole.
As she tongued out Carla's cunt, slurping up the foaming cream that flowed from her body while her own pussy received a thorough tonguing, she recalled her adventures with Jerry and wondered what it would be like to tongue-fuck Carla's ass and have her own ass crack worked on by Carla's magic tongue. It certainly might be worth trying later, after she got her fill of this wonderful pussy.
Karen felt the forces building inside her cunt again as the soft lips suckled her flesh, the long pink tongue scooping the juices from her cunt, every touch of Carla's flesh against her own searing her body with red-hot brands. And she knew her own mouth was performing the same service for her friend.
They went at each other's cunts, licking and sucking to seek out the cream they wanted so badly, totally oblivious to anything else around them.
It was a shocking surprise when Fred's voice suddenly boomed out in the room.
"What a fine pair of cuntsuckers you two make, and not a real man's cock to be had!" He laughed loudly.
Chapter Eight
Karen suddenly felt embarrassed, being caught happily sucking away on a wife's pussy when her husband walked in. Fred didn't seem upset but, instead, seemed delighted at the sight he found when he arrived home.
He tossed aside his clothes quickly and prepared to plunge in with the two lovely ladies.
Fred kissed his naked wife tenderly, running his hands across her tiny, dark tits.
"I'm glad you finally got to her," he said, indicating Karen with a nod of his head.
Carla smiled impishly at her.
"Yes, and she is even more wonderful than you told me."
"Ready to take on the both of us?" he asked.
"Willing to try," answered Karen, remembering the delights of her session with Fred and his experienced prick.
"Well, I need some pussy. Who wants first whack at this meat?"
Carla pushed Karen onto the couch.
"Fuck Karen first. I want to feel her mouth on my cunt some more."
Fred positioned himself between Karen's legs, aiming his steel-hard prick directly at her gash. He held it in his hands and swirled its head around in her slit, covering his knob with her juicy cream. She was already blazing hot from Carla's tongue, and began thrusting her hips upward, trying to impale herself on his huge cock.
She felt his hands slide under her ass and lift her from the couch. His cockhead was poised at her juicy cunt lips. Her pussy lips spread apart, her hole eager for the feel of his dick.
His hips lunged forward and she felt him drive his prick into the depths of her cunt in one powerful thrust, plunging in to the hilt, skewering her cunt on his fat cocklance.
She grunted from the impact of his prick striking home in her pussy. Carla straddled her chest, her hairy cunt a mere inch from Karen's watering mouth.
As Fred began to fuck Karen with long, slow strokes, Carla wiggled her pussy down onto her face, where her mouth could do marvelous things to it again.
It was the first time Karen had enjoyed sex with more than one person at a time, and she loved it. Her pussy was being fucked by Fred's cock, plowing in and out of her dripping slit, her cunt lips spreading out and around his shaft as she flexed her pussy muscles, seizing his stalk and holding it tightly inside her cunt. She masturbated his prick inside her cunt with her pussy muscles, forcing him to drag his cock from her before he plunged back inside, ramming the walls of her hot cunt flesh.
Meanwhile, Carla ground her pussy down tightly against Karen's mouth. Her cunt lips spread over Karen's lips, mashing them together, giving her the chance to suck Carla's foamy gash while her tongue penetrated deeply into her oval opening.
Every time Fred drove his dick into her pussy, she thrust her tongue up Carla's cunt. She drove her best friend wild with her tongue, twirling it in circles inside her pussy, her mouth draining away her juices, slurping the cream from her cunt, while her lips sucked hungrily at the sweet pink flesh.
Fred's cock did the same to Karen's pussy. He was a master at stroking a woman's cunt, knowing just when to speed up to bring her to the brink of a dam-bursting explosion, and then slowing down to keep her at that high point, before speeding up again to push her body even higher to a more intense climax.
His dick did unbelievably wonderful things to her, slashing into her cunt, as she thrashed about on the couch. Her clit was ready to burst with the pent-up fires that he centered there with his ramming prick.
Karen slurped greedily, hanging onto Carla's hips, plunging her tongue into her slit, darting it against her clit, her mouth and chin smeared with delicious cunt juice. And still, she yearned for more. Carla's pussy spread out, her cunt lips engulfing Karen's mouth, drowning her in juice, honeyed nectar warm from its source, a woman's pussy.
Karen felt her explosion coming. The tension had built and built until she could bear no more. She was at the top of the mountain; the final peak was close at hand.
Fred lunged with his cock into the limits of her pussy and blew a tremendous wad of red-hot jism into her cunt, splashing it off her walls, filling her pussy to the breaking point with his creamy cum.
Carla's climax struck her body. Her cunt quivered with Karen's tongue deep within her sweet walls, her body shook, and she groaned loudly.
"Oh, God! Here I come!"
It pushed Karen over the top. Her body exploded with a force never known to her before. She couldn't keep any part of herself still. Her flesh trembled and shuddered, driving electricity through her cunt, up her belly to burst in her tits in a series of streaking heat flashes that singed and seared her body and zipped from her clit, causing waves of relief to wash over her. Carla was grinding her pussy so tightly against Karen's face, she feared she would be unable to breathe, while Fred's prick continued to put out a gusher of cum. Her pussy overflowed with it and poured it out onto her legs, those long, lean, lovely legs that kicked wildly about in the air and circled around Fred, pulling his prick deeper into her throbbing cunt, while his spunk quelled the fiery flames of her raging pussy.
Her body slowly descended the mountain, floating from the peak like a wind-blown feather, twisting and turning with the breeze until it settled gently into the valley once more.
Fred pulled his semi-soft cock from her pussy with a wet, slurping sound. Carla jumped off her chest immediately.
"Hmmm, I want to lick your cum from her sweet pussy."
Karen's body had no time to rest before her friend's lips and tongue were hard at work on her cunt, sucking up Fred's jism and the delightful pussy juice mixed in with it. Her fires had not even had a chance to die out before the woman's mouth had them rekindled and blazing brightly, as she scooped jism and pussy juice up with her tongue.
Fred climbed above her chest, holding his prick in his hands. He rubbed his cockhead over Karen's lips and chin, smoothly wet with her pussy fluids. Her tongue darted out, flicking at his cockhead, and he held his prick still so that her rich, full lips could encircle his knob.
He treated her mouth as he had her cunt, plunging his cock down into her throat. Her tongue worked frantically to clean his stalk of the mixture of cum and pussy juice and she searched greedily for every little droplet. Her own cunt was in flames. It was impossible to tell which her pussy liked better, Fred's dick or his wife's tongue.
Fred fucked her in the mouth, gently thrusting his big dick in and out while her lips sucked at his fat shaft and she felt his cockhead slam into the back of her mouth and plunge deep into her throat. She felt Fred's cock raging inside her mouth, stiff, twitching, ready to fire another gusher of his creamy cum down her throat. He had fed her cunt and now was about to feed her belly.
Carla's tongue was never still, lashing at her pussy, snaking around her clit, worming its way in and out of her pussy, lips sucking her flesh, draining away the fluids, drinking her cunt dry.
Her hips flailed wildly into the air as the bombs blew inside her gash, rocking her body, her clit exploding in a million fiery pieces, her tits throbbing, her cunt awash in her foamy juices, her cream pouring into Carla's anxious mouth.
Her own mouth suddenly filled with hot, sweet cum as Fred shot his wad, filling her with his jism. She gulped his cream down as it washed around in her mouth, swallowing as rapidly as she could.
Everyone rested awhile, but Carla and Fred were soon ready to go again. Karen could not imagine feeling any better or more relaxed then she did as she stretched out on the couch and watched them together. Carla leaned back in a chair and spread her legs as Fred knelt between her knees and ate her cunt.
Karen watched Fred's tongue flick at his wife's clit. He tormented her clit with his lips while his tongue plunged inside her cunt. Karen watched as Carla's head rocked back and forth, moaning as warm waves of delight flowed over her body and she pounded her pussy against her husband's tongue until an enormously powerful climax overtook her. She shrieked her pleasure for all the world to hear and Fred plowed his tongue to the very depths of his wife's cunt.
"I'm coming! I'm coming! Suck my cunt. Suck meeeeee!"
It was so interesting to watch another couple, thought Karen, hoping to have more opportunities to do the same thing.
She considered some of the possibilities. She would like to watch Bill fuck someone, maybe Sue or Carla. What, she wondered, would Bill say if he saw her fucking or sucking another man? She also hoped to have the chance to get fucked by more than one man at the same time. Perhaps, she decided, the ultimate would be having one man fuck her pussy and another filling her ass with cock, while she sucked off a third.
The very thought of such an arrangement got her excited again, that and watching Carla in the throes of her climax. Fred's tongue was still lashing her tormented flesh as she jerked no and leaped about in the chair, flooding her husband's mouth with her honey-sweet cunt juices.
They finished with each other. Fred sat on the floor, between his wife's shapely legs, his head resting against her wet cunt. Karen could sense their eyes on her, feasting on her naked flesh.
"Karen, you have the biggest, most delicious, greatest tits in the whole world."
"I'm flattered, Fred, but I do believe you're exaggerating a bit."
"He's been known to do that," joked Carla.
"Well, exaggeration or not, you are very nice to admire my tits, and I appreciate it." "How much?"
"How much? I don't know. I'm not sure I understand."
"Well, we'll see." Fred rose and walked toward her, his dick swaying before him as he moved. "I think I'll fuck your tits. If you don't mind. I really would like to."
"I don't mind at all," she answered, smiling. "I've never had my tits fucked. You're getting a virgin."
"Hmmm. Virgin tit meat," he kidded, standing over her and looking down at her mounds of naked flesh. "The best kind." He straddled her waist. "I love Carla so. No one satisfies me like she does, but my love is rather small-breasted, and not really built for tit-fucking. You, sweet Karen, on the other hand, are absolutely perfect for such delights."
"All right," said Carla, coming to join them on the couch, "if Karen has to put up with you fucking her tits, then she deserves something nice in return. What will it be? What does your heart desire? Want me to lick your cunt again?"
Karen thought for a minute. Having her cunt tongued out was certainly enjoyable, but she had already had that pleasure today.
"I know," she said, "if you don't mind."
"Anything you wish," replied Carla, kissing her wetly on the navel. Her fingers ran lightly down to her friend's pussy gash, wet and foamy already with cunt juice. Her finger slid into Karen's slit and massaged her clit.
"Well, what I'd really like this time," Karen answered as Fred straddled her waist, his rock-hard cock pointing straight at her chin, "would be for you to tongue my ass."
"Delightful!" said Carla. "I didn't know you were into the ass thing."
"She's been with Jerry-she's into asses," said Fred. He palmed her huge tits, rolling the mounded flesh around on her chest. "God, you have great tits!"
"Better than Sue Rogers?" she teased.
"No comparison." His fingers played over her nipples, causing them to harden and swell. The tiny, finger-like tips felt as though they would explode from her body as he squeezed and pinched them gently.
He placed his hands on the outside curve of her tits and forced them together, creating a passageway for his cock in between the softly mounded flesh. She grabbed his prick and rubbed its head over her nipples, causing them to swell even more. She moaned softly as the excitement flared in her cunt at the touch of his cock-knob against her rosy tit flesh.
The first drops of pre-cum oozed from his cockhead, squeezing out from his clefted opening. She smeared his juice onto her nipples, tingling with the warm sensation his cock brought to her tits.
Her hands let go of his dick and he slid it in the tunnel between her breasts, shoving her tits together, forcing her delicate flesh to fold over and engulf his rigid cock.
He began pumping his hips to and fro, his cock rubbing across her tit meat. She moaned from the delight of feeling his prick against her tits.
Her whole body convulsed as if she had been suddenly electrified when Carla's tongue began licking her ass. Her friend's tongue lapped up and down her crack, her hands spreading Karen's cheeks to allow her more access to her tasty asshole.
Karen's body was hot, and her untouched pussy was on fire. She wiggled her ass, pleading for Carla to plunge her tongue into her tiny, puckered asshole.
Carla obliged her. Her tongue darted in and out of Karen's asshole, circling around inside her, licking her walls clean, sending a shower of lightning sparks leaping through her body. Carla's tongue was a red-hot poker jamming into her ass, feeling so much better there than Jerry's cock had. She shoved with her hips, trying to force that wonderful tongue deeper inside her, to press the crack of her ass tighter against Carla's lips so that she could better suck the delicate flesh.
Karen's hands crept down to her own cunt and she fingered her clit. Her hands soaked themselves in her creamy juices. She knew her pussy lips must be gleaming brightly with foamy cunt juice. She rubbed her slit hard, smearing her fluids around her loins.
Her tits were on fire. Fred pumped his cock between them, driving against her flesh, his cockmeat against her tit meat, his hands squeezing her tits tightly together, his thumbs making rough little circles around her nipples, flicking their tight, hard tips.
Carla's tongue flailed at her ass, plowing into her body, her lips sucking at Karen's crack, driving her insane with pleasure.
Karen finger-fucked her own pussy, plunging her hand deep into her flooding gash, letting loose a torrent of juice to flow from her cunt onto her legs.
She wished she had a nice fat prick or a soft warm juicy cunt to eat on. That would make things just about perfect. Her tits had Fred's dick; her ass had Carla's tongue; her cunt had her own fingers. Now, if only her mouth had something to enjoy, her pleasure would be complete. She almost laughed when she recalled once having wondered how good it would be to have two people make love to her at the same time. Well, she had two and still wasn't satisfied. Now, she wanted four!
Fred was coming. She could tell by the short strokes he drove between her tits. Her own body was preparing itself to join him. Her ass could hardly stand any more pleasure from Carla's tongue. The dam in her cunt was ready to burst.
"Here I am!" shouted Fred.
He lunged forward, driving his dick through her tit tunnel and blasting a load onto her naked flesh. He grabbed his throbbing prick and covered her tits and nipples with his creamy cum, spraying a river of hot jism onto her breasts.
Karen's body exploded as Carla's tongue plowed to its limits in her ass, her lips sucking feverishly at the tender flesh of her crack.
Karen plunged her fingers into her pussy, her hips bucking and jumping against her own hand as her cunt poured its load of juices down her fingers. She felt an enormous tidal wave of relief surge over her body as she smeared her loins with her cunt juices.
Fred and Carla did not even speak, but quickly exchanged places, as if they had done this same thing many times before. His mouth clamped over Karen's pussy and he sucked up her juices, lapping her gash with his tongue, spooning up her sweet nectar as it flowed, warm and delicious, from her cunt.
Carla's mouth fastened onto her tits, her tongue lapping up her husband's jism from Karen's breasts and nipples. She sucked the nipples until Karen was certain her tits would burst. Carla would not allow a single drop of Fred's cum to escape her lips and tongue.
Karen lay contented on the couch and let the husband-and-wife team lick her body clean of the cum and cunt juice. Their lips suckled at her flesh; their tongues lapped at her tits and pussy. She had never felt so relaxed and so warm. This was something she would certainly have to try again. And soon.
She didn't want them to ever stop, it felt so good. Fred's tongue darted about her cunt, rolled over her tiny clit, reached inside her pussy to slurp up her foamy juices. His lips sucked at her pussy lips as he drained her cunt slit of its fluids.
Karen's tits tingled as Carla licked her mounded flesh, her tongue never still, never missing an inch of tit nor a drop of cum. Her lips sucked Karen's nipples, pulling her tits gently away from her body, stretching them out, and then tonguing them off.
Even while they worked over her body, slurping and gulping from her tits and cunt, Karen dreamed of having even more than two people at a time. She wanted every opening filled, every part of her body to join in the fun, every bit of her flesh sucked and fucked.
That would be just heavenly, she thought.
Chapter Nine
Karen was a little surprised at how easy it was to get Tom Randolph. A simple phone call, asking for some help to stop a running toilet, and he showed up promptly at the door, ready to do all the plumbing necessary-when all it took was a few jiggles on the handle.
But, there was plenty of other work for Tom to do. Karen needed some plumbing done on her pussy and, as he walked naked toward the bed, Karen could see he had all the right equipment to handle the job.
He lay down beside her and their lips met, tenderly. She ran her hands over his strong chest, while he gently fondled her tits.
She felt his rock-hard prick press against her belly, and knew she was going to enjoy him. His hands cupped her nipples. They grew hard against his palms, and she moaned as his touch lit the fires in her cunt and she shoved her belly against the head of his prick. A fleeting thought of his little blonde wife swept through her brain. She wondered what cute little naive Jennie had thought of all the sex she must have had recently, how she had reacted to Bill's huge cock, to Fred's masterful experience, to Bob's shyness, and how that cuddly ass must have felt when Jerry plowed into it.
However, Karen had more important things on her mind than Jennie Randolph. The most important thing right now was Tom Randolph, and his eight-inch cock that was aching to get inside her sweet pussy gash. And she wanted it just as badly as he did.
Tom shifted his weight over her body. She spread her legs wide, opening her slit up to his cockhead, which was poised to plunge into her dripping cunt slot. His knob pressed against her cunt lips.
"Fuck me, Tom," she whispered to him, "'fuck me hard!"
His cock toyed around with her opening as he positioned himself to enter her. His hips slid forward and his prickhead penetrated her pussy lips, stretching them wide as she grasped him with her legs, wrapping them around him.
She felt him lunge forward, skewering her cunt with his cocklance, plunging its fatness into her pussy to its base, his knob shoving its way into the depths of her fuck hole, massaging her pussy walls and setting her cunt on fire.
There was no subtlety to Tom Randolph, she found out quickly enough. He plowed at her pussy with his cock, banging in and out of her cunt flesh as fast and as hard as his hips would thrust. His hairy balls slapped at her ass as he plowed her cunt.
He was rough, and she wondered momentarily what Jennie thought of Fred's careful tenderness that could so delight a woman. His body rose and fell against hers. She felt his cock slide in and out of her wet, slippery cunt, slashing away at her flesh, apparently oblivious to her feelings or the pace her body was trying to set.
He slammed his cock rapidly in and out of her pussy, its thick shaft pounding its way through her cunt and her dripping juices; She grabbed at his shaft with her cunt muscles, her pussy lips spreading out over his cockrod, grabbing, holding, trying to slow down this runaway train that beat at her fuck hole.
Tom obviously had learned to take no pleasure in the softer, gentler, more refined aspects of fucking a woman. He simply climbed aboard, and then proceeded to bang away until he fired his load.
Karen tried all the tricks she knew to slow him down, but it was useless. Her cunt lips held his shaft, her pussy sucking and milking his long cock as he plunged in and out.
She felt him coming. His dick throbbed inside her pussy, stretching her cunt walls, his body slamming with its same frantic pace at her gash.
He blew his load. Even the flood of his cum into her cunt wasn't enough to set Karen's body off this time. She preferred a much longer, easy stroking of her cunt before she climaxed. His load was enormous. She felt it swelling inside her cunt, oozing out around his cock and onto her legs. His prick continued to leap about inside her, still spewing out his wad of jism, thick and sticky, smothering her pussy with his creamy load.
He pulled his cock quickly from her gash. It gleamed in the dim light, wet and sticky with his cum and her juices.
"Roll over," he ordered, and she obeyed instantly, about half afraid of this young stud.
Tom scooped his cum from her pussy with his fingers and began smearing it in her ass. He oiled her crack with his jism and then roughly spread her ass cheeks apart with his wet hands.
Karen felt his cockhead shove against her asshole, splitting her apart as his fat stalk plunged into her. He stroked easier this time, long slow strokes that filled her ass with his dick. It didn't hurt at all this time, as it had with Jerry. She wasn't sure if that was because Jerry had been her first ass-fucker, or if Tom's cum had eased the way considerably before he had plowed his dick into her tiny asshole.
He fucked her with the full length of his prick. She squeezed her asscheeks together to gain the full impact of his thick shaft as it plunged into her, driving his cock-knob into what seemed to be her belly.
At last, the fires burned again and she was anxious to feel that relief-giving explosion burst in her loins. She needed it badly after the fucking-if that's what one wanted to call it-he had given her cunt.
He quickly picked up his tempo, slamming his prick into her ass, his body blows cushioned by her full, rounded ass cheeks. He flailed away, pounding his cock in her ass, oblivious to everything other than his own sensations and pleasures, her feelings of no apparent concern to him.
His cock burned in her ass. She thrust her body back at him, forcing him even deeper inside. His prick throbbed, sliding in and out of her puckered, torn asshole. His cock was aching for release, another wild load building up inside of his balls.
Her own body was reaching the edge. She needed a little more tenderness, a fondling of her tits, a hand inside her cunt, a few more strokes of his dick in her ass. Then she would go over the top and her body would know the contentment that it sought from each new prick.
Tom's cock blew a torrent of spunk into her bowels, filling her ass with his jism, red-hot against the walls of her ass. She felt swollen and bloated from his load, which seemed even bigger than the gusher he had fired into her cunt.
He lay on top of her, his prick buried in her hot ass, still spurting a few final drops of cum. Her cunt felt cheated again. There had been no dam-bursting explosion, no easing of the terrible tensions that had built inside her pussy. She felt like a used receptacle, just somewhere for Tom Randolph to drop off his load.
He climbed off her back, his cock slurping from her pussy, and stood beside the bed, his cock dripping with jism.
"Okay," he said, matter-of-factly, "suck me off now."
She was amazed to find his prick as stout and as hard as before they had started.
"Eat you, my foot!" she said, angry now. "Go beat your own meat, you selfish bastard."
His face was puzzled. "What's wrong, Karen? Did I do something wrong?"
"Wrong? You don't do anything right, you simple bastard. Don't you ever think about your partner? Don't you think a woman has feelings and needs, too? All you do is mount up and ride off by yourself. Don't you think maybe, just maybe, I'd like to get a little something out of this, too?"
He sat down beside her on the bed. He stared at the floor.
"I'm sorry, Karen, really I am. But, you see, Jennie, well, she never seems to come. No matter how hard I try and no matter what I do. She just lays there until I'm finished, and that's it for her. Plus, well, I have sort of a problem, you see."
Karen patted his arm, reassuringly. "Well, first, for Jennie's problem. Take it a little slower and easier with her, huh? Give her a chance to get heated up, okay? Spend a little time with her tits. Give her some tongue in the pussy for a while. Don't just ram your dick in her and let it go at that. Now, what problem do you think you have?"
Tom sighed. "Well, just look at me!"
She looked, and everything seemed fine to her.
"I'm never satisfied with one or even two times. Look. I'm just as hard as if we hadn't done anything. It won't get soft until after four or five times."
She reached up and kissed him lightly on the cheek.
"Honey, that isn't a problem. Now, just lie back on the bed and let me see what I can do about it. And, remember, go a little easier with Jennie. And all the others, too."
She bent over him and sucked his big prick into her mouth, tasting the remains of his delightful cum and her own body flavors as she tongued his cockshaft. Karen bobbed her head up and down, each time swallowing more of his hard cock into her mouth, forcing his fat knob into the depths of her throat.
Her lips slid tightly up and down his cockshaft, her tongue tracing the path of blue veins that lay just under the skin of his shaft. She engulfed his dick with her mouth, her lips pressing against the hairy base of his cock, his knob firmly embedded in her throat, his pre-cum seeping into her belly.
He stuffed her mouth full of cock and the warm taste of his body heated her up. Her pussy dripped juice, the fires stirred inside her and she knew she would finally find the relief she hungered for.
Her lips slid up and down his prick. She tongued his flesh, washed his knob with her mouth, her cheeks sucked in, milking him, masturbating him with her warm, wet mouth, hungry for the explosion of his cum into her throat. She wanted him to fill her mouth with cum as he had her ass and cunt. She wanted a fountain of cream. She was starving.
He moaned softly, his hips thrusting his long dick in and out as he fucked her mouth. She swung her body around so that his head was between her knees as she bent over him, and he could mouth her cunt while she ate his dick.
He clamped his lips over her slit, his tongue lashing at her clit, scooping up her cunt juices from her pussy lips. He plunged his tongue in her hot pussy, and she felt the first series of explosions begin, tiny firecrackers bursting in her cunt as he tongued and sucked her pussy, drinking her juices as they flowed warm from her slit.
His cock slid in and out between her full lips as she sucked his dick, his cum building in his balls for another tremendous explosion. She hoped her mouth would be able to handle the huge load he seemed capable of producing.
She was coming. Her climax was building to the breaking point. Karen wanted to shout it to the world, but her mouth was stuffed with cock-hot, raw meat that was ready to explode, also.
They blew cum into each other's mouths. She poured a river of cunt juice into him, grinding her pussy lips down against his face, forcing his tongue to plunge wildly into her slit, her cunt exploding in a million starbursts, each one bigger and more intense than the one before. Her entire body shook and trembled from the spasms that raked her cunt.
Her mouth filled with cream. His hips drove his cock-knob to the farthest depths of her throat and he shot an enormous wad of jism into her belly. It filled her mouth, puffing out her cheeks. His cock continued to spurt, spunk pouring from him in what seemed to be a never-ending stream.
Karen gulped and swallowed as rapidly as she could, but it was impossible to keep up with him. She more cum she drank, the more he seemed to be able to fire into her mouth. It seeped out, escaping between her lips and running onto her chin. It was as if she was trying to cap a runaway oil gusher. His jism spilled everywhere as she fought to save every precious drop.
Tom's body settled down. His cock throbbed, dribbling out a few final drops of cum for her overworked mouth to handle. Her own cunt gave a few last twitches before it, too, relaxed and slowed its flow of juices. She felt stuffed with jism. Her cunt, her ass, her mouth-he had filled her with his sweet cum.
She couldn't believe her eyes! His cock was still hard as a steel pole.
"You weren't kidding me, were you? Don't you ever get tired?"
He shook his head. "Takes a lot to wear down my dick. I guess maybe that's part of it. I just go at it fast, so I can blow off as many times as I can before Jennie gets tired."
"Well!" She shook her wild mane of hair. "I guess it's better to have your problem than not being able to get it up at all." She stroked his cock with her hand. "I'll bet you do wear poor Jennie out some nights."
"Some nights," scoffed Tom. "Hell, I can go like this every night!"
She jerked his prick a few more times. "I think it's just about time for me to ride that thing." She pushed him back on the bed and straddled his body. "I'm going to take that cock down or else," she promised.
She lowered her pussy over his fat cockhead, clasping it tightly with her cunt muscles. She lowered herself slowly down his long shaft, twisting her torso right, then left, her slot swallowing his dick in a corkscrewing motion. She kept lowering herself until his cock disappeared into her slit. She squeezed his cocklance tightly with her cunt.
Tom's hands cupped her heavy tits, and he thumbed her nipples. She reached out with her hands onto his broad, tanned chest, rubbing her fingers lightly over his small nipples. She bent forward at the waist, still keeping his prick firm and completely embedded in her cunt, and ran her tongue over and around his chest, tickling his nipples, stiffening them to match his prick.
Karen began to rise up and down on his long cockshaft, never letting his knob escape the grasp of her pussy. She rode him slowly, her cunt lips spreading out along his stalk, sucking and massaging his prick as she went up and down.
His cock plunged into her gash and then came back out, gleaming and shining wet. Her juices ran from her cunt, pouring over his dick and his tight, hairy balls, spreading onto his legs and his belly as she flooded him with her pussy fluids.
He tossed his hips upward to meet her downward plunges, driving their bodies together, their bellies slapping wetly at each other, his cock penetrating deeply into her cunt slit.
Faster and faster, she drove at him, and he matched her stroke for stroke. Their bodies consumed each other with their heat. She felt the pressure build in her clit, and knew her explosion would come quickly and powerful, urged on by the frantic plowing of his cock into her pussy. His hands pawed at her tits. Her tongue raced over his nipples. She rode, higher and hotter and faster, pussy juice flowing from her cunt. Her whole body was on fire. She wanted to feel him inside her slot, to feel the powerful force of his explosion. She wanted to wallow in his burning jism.
She milked him with her pussy, her cunt lips clinging wetly to his shaft. His explosion shook them both. A torrent of spunk spewed into her cunt, setting off the bombs inside her own body. They clung to each other, her lips pressed tightly against his nipple. Tom's hips lifted his body high into the air, impaling her on his cock. Karen wiggled her hips, twisting her cunt lips around his shaft, draining his cum from his rampaging dick.
They remained locked together until the gusher of his jism stopped overflowing her pussy and Karen's body ceased trembling from the intensity of her climax. Her cunt felt drained of juice, crammed as it was with his spunk. Her body shook, her clit electrically charging her pussy, throbbing and content at the shattering burst of her passions as she topped her own private mountain.
It felt very nice to lie against his body and feel his masculine power flow through his chest into her tits, mashed tightly against him. The only thing that bothered her at that moment was that she could still feel his cock, raging hard, in her cunt.
That's it, she thought. Enough! For now, anyway.
Hours later, before she dropped off to sleep beside her snoring husband, she recalled her evening with Tom, and his incredible staying power. As she went back over the events, she still found it impossible to believe that horny stud had fucked her pussy and then her ass, before she blew him and he ate out her cunt. Then, she had climbed on top and fucked him.
It had been quite a night. In fact, she chuckled to herself, the whole last two weeks had been something else. She could hardly wait for the party. She looked forward to having more cock and more cunt than even she would be able to handle.
Chapter Ten
"Okay," said Carla, after everyone had stripped off their clothes and had a couple of drinks, "this is how the game goes. Everybody ready to play?"
Everyone cheered. After the last two weeks, there wasn't a cock or a pussy in the crowd that wasn't ready for anything. Karen was slightly amazed at the changes that had come over her friends and neighbors after two weeks of very frank and open sex with one another. Oh, well, she thought. Nothing, I guess, like some fucking and sucking to bring people closer together.
"Anybody don't want to play?" shouted Fred.
He was greeted by a long chorus of "NO!"
"The rules are simple," said Carla. "We go around the room. Each person gets to decide what he or she wants to do or have done, and with who. Got it?"
"Let's get started!" "This game have a name?" "Player's choice," Carla said. "Who cares?"
"Okay, Bob. We start with you. Your choice. What do you say?" Carla smiled gaily at the once shy Bob Morgan.
He thought the matter over quite seriously for a moment.
"Well, I've always wanted my cock sucked, but Betty would never do it for me. So, I'd like the other ladies to start it off by giving me a blow job, and finish it off with my wife. Is that okay?"
"Anything's okay, dummy!" laughed Fred. "Come on, girls, get busy!"
"Who'll start? Don't be shy, ladies. Who's gonna be first?"
"I'm the hostess," said Carla, "so, I guess it's up to me."
Karen watched her olive-skinned friend kneel between Bob's legs and tenderly suck his cock into her mouth, while the rest of the group shouted and cheered.
She let Carla suck up and down on Bob's shaft for a few minutes before she boldly tapped Carla on the shoulder.
"My turn."
Grinning, Carla moved aside and Karen took her place. She bobbed her head up and down on Bob's dick, tasting the first droplets of cum seeping from his clefted cockhead. She tongued him off, sliding her tongue up and down his prickshaft.
She felt her own body responding to the idea of sucking off a man while others, including her own husband, watched. Her cunt was growing damp and she felt the first faint stirrings in her clit. She had started to look forward to tasting Bob's jism when Sue touched her shoulder and she had to give up her place. Karen returned to her seat and watched the rest of Bob's community blow job. She laughed and cheered with the others when Betty finally finished him off and let him fire off his load into her mouth.
She swallowed his spunk bravely before announcing, "I still don't think I'll ever get used to it." It brought another round of laughter, while Fred refilled empty glasses.
"Your chance, Bets. What's your choice?"
The plump brunette giggled. "Well, if all the wives get to suck Bob's dick, then I want all the husbands to eat my pussy." She giggled again.
Karen watched the husbands taking turns eating Betty's hairy pussy. It was fun for a while, she decided, and it was entertaining, seeing that plump body squirm as they tongued her pussy, flicked at her clit and sucked the cunt juices from her oval gash. But, it wasn't nearly as much fun just watching as it was participating. Her cunt throbbed. She needed some fucking and sucking on her own pussy. To hell with Betty's cunt. Her own cunt needed a lot of attention. Tom wanted Jerry to fuck Jennie's ass, and Karen could tell that the young girl didn't enjoy it at all. She whimpered in pain as Jerry reamed her asshole with his big, fat cock, his huge balls slapping merrily against her round little body as he plowed into her, her asscheeks spread apart, her tiny hole ripped wide by his fat shaft. Jerry blew a powerful load into her and Karen squirmed in her chair, wishing it was her ass that had swallowed Jerry's dick and had felt the heat of his creamy cum deep in her bowels. Her ass ached, wanting some cock and tongue for itself.
"Your turn, Jennie."
Karen could see the salty tears in the little blonde's eyes, from the pain of the big prick Jerry had shoved into her fat little asshole.
"Well," Jennie said, "Tom's always bragging that he can fuck so many times and still keep it hard. Let's see him fuck every woman here."
Tom started with Carla. Karen was anxious for her turn. Her pussy craved some more of Tom's cock after the screwing he had given her the other night. She spent more time watching the other men cheer Tom on than she did watching the actual fucking.
She waited as patiently as she could manage, but still, it came as a warm feeling of relief when her turn came to stretch her gloriously beautiful naked body out on the pillows in the center of the floor.
Tom's hard cock poised at the opening to her pussy. His shaft was shiny from the cum and cunt juice that had already covered it. She knew he wouldn't have any trouble with her pussy. She had felt her own juices dripping for the past several minutes.
"Come on, stud," she said, "let's see what you got."
It drew a hoot from the crowd. She wondered what Bill was thinking, watching another man fuck her. What had he thought when she sucked Bob's cock. She didn't even remember paying much attention when he tongued Betty's cunt.
Tom's cock-knob penetrated her slit. She humped her hips upward, wrapping her legs around his body, pulling him tightly to her, his long shaft sliding slowly into the depths of her pussy.
They humped together. He plowed her with long, slow, strong strokes as she thrust her cunt toward him to gobble up all of his dick. She became oblivious of others crowding around, watching, enjoying the entertainment. Tom's cock fucked her hot pussy. She felt the pressure building. Thank God, she thought, she hadn't been the first. Maybe he would last long enough to fire off the tension in her clit.
Her cunt grasped at his cockrod as he thrashed it in and out of her pussy. Her cunt lips clung to his thickness and held him inside her slot. She nursed his prick with her pussy.
"Oh, fuck meeee!" she moaned loudly, as the watchers cheered. "Fuck meeeee!" Her hips beat against the soft cushions as she pounded her pussy on his prick.
They were coming. She could feel it building in him, his dick throbbing against her walls, filling her cunt with his prickmeat. She clung tightly to him, wanting more cock than he had to give her.
They exploded together and Karen let out a loud shriek as her cunt filled with flaming jism and she felt her own dam burst, mingling her pussy juices with his load of cum, squeezing him tightly inside herself, not wanting to let that throbbing cock escape from her body, not wanting it to leave her for another cunt. It was her first fucking of the evening, and it wasn't enough to quench the thirst in her cunt. She needed a lot more than just one cock and one fuck.
Unfortunately for Karen, they had to follow the rules of Carla's silly game, and she had to yield her place to the next wife and become a mere spectator once again. To try and pretend to sit calmly while another woman was being screwed was almost too much for her. Her cunt ached for more cock. She swore to herself that before this evening was over she would have all the hot prickmeat she could take.
Her mind wandered. She couldn't keep her attention on the activities when she wasn't taking part. She lost interest quickly.
Karen realized she must have been daydreaming when she suddenly heard them call her name. She saw instantly that Tom must have completed his turn, because he was collapsed in the corner, worn out, but his cock still stiff as a board.
Jerry stood beside the cushions. He was grinning at her. She didn't need for Carla to repeat his request to know what he had chosen.
"Hey, Karen, snap out of it. Jerry wants to fuck you. In the ass!"
She knelt on all fours, her ass waving enticingly in the air.
"Bill," said Jerry, don't take this personal, and don't the rest of you be offended, but Karen's got the sexiest damn ass I've ever seen in my life."
"Here, here!"
"I agree," said her husband. "And some other mighty damn fine parts, too."
She heard everyone laugh and cheer. A dick in the ass is better than no dick at all, she thought.
"Come on, Jerry. Let's get with it," she commanded.
She felt her ass cheeks being spread apart and Jerry's cockhead shoving against her crack, probing, then penetrating her body. He rammed his dick into her ass up to the hilt, and she flinched at the sudden sharp pain that screamed up her body, winding through her cunt, lighting the fires of her clit and bursting from her stiff, swollen nipples.
The pain eased away as he stroked her asshole with his hungry cock. The joy of having her ass crammed full of hot prick took over her body and she began thrusting her hips back, stroking with him as he plunged in and out of her little asshole. It felt better and better with each forceful plunge into her body.
Her head drooped down, her long hair dangling over her face as she moaned and groaned her pleasures while his dick fired the flames in her body. The tension mounted inside as he rammed his prick in her ass, his hands reaching around her humping body to seize her tits, pinching her nipples, kneading the fleshy mounds that hung from her chest.
"Pump it to me, Jerry. Fuck my ass!" she cried.
The juice dripped from her cunt slot down onto her white thighs, and her belly ached from the awful pressures as her body built itself up for an explosion that would free her from the tenseness in her pussy.
He pounded his prick into her ass, his balls slapping at her. Her tits ached painfully, needing the release that his dick was bringing to her. She ground her ass back hard against his cock, forcing him even deeper into her bowels.
"Faster," she moaned softly. "Fuck me faster!"
He bent over her as he plowed her ass, whispering in her ear. "Where, Karen? Where do you like me to fuck you?" Where do you want it, Karen? Where?"
It was building, higher and higher, reaching the peak, the fuse burning shorter. The firecrackers went off, a series of tiny, intense jolts, causing her body to shiver as he fucked her ass with his long strokes. The big blast was coming. She could feel it, rising up, higher, just a bit higher. Her cunt streamed pussy juice, wasting it down her leg as the explosion hit her, jolting her ass back against his cock. Her ass was pinned tightly to his dick, and she shuddered as her cunt blew itself with intense pleasure, swirling darkness and shooting stars around her.
"My ass!" she screamed, loudly. "In my ass! Fuck my ass!"
Jerry filled her bowels with his cum, a torrent of hot jism that scalded her insides, forcing her to another string of short climaxes that rocked her body as his dick sprayed his spunk over the inner walls of her ass. It was too great a load for her ass to contain, and cum ran out down her crack.
They collapsed together in a heap on the soft cushions. Karen was only vaguely aware of her surroundings. The pain-pleasure had been so intense that she nearly blacked out, and she relaxed on the pillows, feeling the warm sensation of a prick going soft in her asshole while embedded in a blanket of its own jism.
Jerry's cock eased out of her ass, cum pouring from her when he removed the plug. She let it drain out, slide onto her crack and down her leg, its warmth and stickiness sweet against her tender flesh. Her pussy still throbbed from the intense climax that had ripped through her when she fired off, and tiny jolts still bit at her clit, as if unwilling to allow the pleasure to end.
She left the room and showered in the beautiful pink-and-green tiled and mirrored bathroom just off the master bedroom. The warm water relaxed her somewhat, although her pussy still yearned for more cock. But at least, she was able to wash Jerry's sticky cum from her body and out of her ass.
Sue had just finished sucking Fred's cock and Bill was busy fucking Jennie when she returned. It didn't surprise her that her husband had chosen the young blonde to fuck. She watched, almost dispassionately, as her husband plowed away at the girl's slit, banging his fat, beautiful cock into her fuck hole, driving her crazy with his experienced control and long, delicious strokes, until they both climaxed in a shattering explosion that shook both of them. She watched her husband's cream-covered cock withdraw from Jennie's blonde cunt and saw his cum drip from the girl's pussy. It was somehow fascinating to watch her own Bill's jism dripping from another woman's pussy.
She was still observing Jennie's cum-filled cunt when she heard her name called.
"Karen," said Carla. "You drifted away again. Are we keeping you up or something?"
"Oh, I'm sorry," she apologized. "What is it?"
"Your turn," called Fred. "You're it. You choose, and I hope you choose me. I would love some of that sweet pussy again!"
"You're out of luck, Fred, old buddy," joked Tom. "Karen likes a cock that never quits, and that's what I got."
She considered the matter rather carefully. After all, she asked herself, what do I want? I can choose whatever I desire, but what is that?
It was easy. She chided herself for even having to think about it. She wanted them all. Every cock in the house. Without a word, she walked to the center of the room and adjusted the cushions carefully.
"Jerry, get your ass-fucking cock over here and lie down."
He did as he was told, and Karen sensed the disappointment among the others, as they thought she was settling for another rear-end screwing. Karen turned her back toward him and lowered her body over him.
"Spread those cheeks and ram that dick back up my ass," she demanded.
She lowered her body onto his prick again. With her on top, his cock seemed to penetrate even deeper into her ass than ever before.
"You next, Tom. I want that cock in my pussy."
Tom hurried to her, positioned himself properly and slipped his cock into her cunt. She felt like the middle part of a sandwich, lying between the two of them, one cock in her ass and the other in her pussy.
"Now, Fred, your turn. You liked it the other day, let's see if you still do. You're going to fuck my tits again."
Her host couldn't have been happier. He had thought about shoving his big dick between those soft mounds ever since his first adventure with her several days ago. He joined in the fun eagerly.
"Crowd in here, Bob. I'm going to give you a blow-job you'll never forget. And, Bill, honey, before my mouth gets filled with cockmeat, you snuggle up right here so I can beat it for you."
None of them were really comfortable, each crowding and jockeying for position, but every man was thrilled to be involved in the attempt to pull it off.
Karen was ecstatic. It was just what she had dreamed of, a cock everywhere-in her cunt and ass and mouth, between her tits, even in her hand. She had what she wanted now and planned to enjoy it to the fullest.
It was the wildest thing that had ever happened to her. Every part of her body was getting what it wanted. Tom's dick plowed into her cunt, while Jerry's cock filled her ass. Her tongue washed over Bob's prick and Fred squeezed her tits together, making a tunnel so that he could fuck her creamy mounds. Her hand flailed away at Bill, jerking him off. It was, she thought, absolutely glorious. Five marvelous cocks at work on her body, filling every opening. Hot, pounding pricks to satisfy every desire that swarmed over her very being.
Karen felt stuffed with cocks. She wanted to stay like that forever, filled with hot dicks plunging in and out of her body. Cocks that drove deep into her throat, her mouth sucking at the long shaft, milking the cum up from Bob's balls, her tongue snaking its way around his prickshaft, urging him on as he thrust his dick in and out, sliding it between her rich, full lips as she sucked his flesh.
Her cunt filled with its own juices as ever-hard Tom whipped his prick in and out of her creamy pussy, plunging into her depths, setting her clit on fire, rockets already blasting at her body. She tightened her cunt muscles, seizing his cockshaft with her pussy lips. His balls beat a pounding rhythm against her body as he fucked her with long, powerful strokes.
From her on-top position, she was able to drive Jerry's prick deeper into her ass than it had ever been before. Her crack spread open, pressing against his root as she rose and fell on his cocklance. It felt as if his dick was ripping her ass apart, stretching it far beyond its limits, reaming her out as never before, and she didn't care. She wanted it like that. She wanted cock deeper and harder, hotter and faster in her ass. She couldn't get enough cock in her ass now.
Karen gripped her husband's prick tightly, squeezing his fat stalk with her hands, pounding his cockmeat. She beat him off with long, rapid-fire strokes as he humped his prick against her hand.
Fred's cock made short, choppy strokes between her tits, thrilling her tit flesh where his warm prick slid smoothly across her skin, his thumbs toying with her rosy nipples, flicking her swollen tips, driving her wild with desire.
Her body raced up the mountain, exploded in flames, raced higher, only to burst once more. The climaxes came fast and furious, jolting her with their supercharged electricity, each shock wave more intense than the one that had preceded it. Her mind swooned; she felt faintly delirious with the excitement. No part of her body could remain still. She trembled all over; her body shook with every spasm of orgasm that raced at breakneck speed through her; every inch of her flesh seemed to be in flames, consumed by the fiery heat of five hot cocks pounding at her, each ready to burst in her body.
They exploded. An unbelievable explosion of cum bursting in her body, hurling her to a height she had not even imagined possible. Her cunt, her ass, her mouth filled with scalding-hot jism. They creamed her body. Fred covered her tits with his cum. Bill shot all over her hand and arm. It was impossible for her to react quickly enough to all the spunk that poured over her. Her cunt was gushed by Tom's torrent of cum, filled, overflowed, mixed with her cunt juices and poured like a river from her pussy.
It was difficult to swallow the load that Bob blew down her throat. It sloshed around in her mouth, trickled from her lips onto her chin, a waterfall of jism. His prick twitched and jerked in her mouth as her lips and tongue milked him dry, draining the last drops of his salty cum from his cock. Her belly wanted even more than he could give her as her cheeks sucked his cockshaft.
Jerry creamed her asshole with a fiery load that burned her insides, flooded her bowels, washed around the walls of her ass tunnel, spilling out to flow down her aching crack and mingle with the overflow from her pussy.
She had never seen, tasted, felt, or enjoyed so much cum all at one time in her life. She had been creamed everywhere. Her pussy was splashed with it. Her mouth gulped it down greedily. Her ass ached with it. Her tits were covered with white jism. Even her hand was full of it. She felt as if she had been taking a bath in cum, revitalizing her very being, wallowing in a cum bath.
Karen loved the shower of creamy cum, but the hot water spray of the shower felt almost as good as she washed her body, removing not only the remains of all the sticky jism, but reawakening her muscles at the same time, erasing the fatigue that had built up in them from all the fucking they had accomplished.
She felt wonderful, even though something still seemed to be lacking. She couldn't imagine what it could be. After all, hadn't she just been fucked by five hard dicks? What more could she need, she wondered, as she dried off before returning to the party.
The husbands looked pretty shot to her. Even Tom's prick was only semi-hard now. They might be able to get off another load tonight, but that would be about it for them. She laughed, thinking to herself that they did, indeed, look all fucked out.
"There is one thing I've thought about seeing for a long time," announced Carla, "and I'm going to have it right now."
Karen knew instantly what her hostess meant and felt her cunt tingle with excitement again. Now, she remembered what her body had been missing.
"Karen, are you feeling up to it after that last session?"
She smiled. "I'm up to anything. Is everybody else?"
"Okay, then," said Carla. "My choice now. Sue and Karen, front and center," she ordered. "Now, let's see our two resident beauties have at each other. I want to see plenty of cunt-sucking, girls."
They stood facing each other, the attentions of the rest of the group riveted on their beautiful, naked bodies. Karen, the shorter of the two, full-bodied, heavy-breasted; large rounded tits; a full-firm ass; her pussy covered with light reddish hair; thighs rounded and firm.
Sue was two inches taller, lean, her tits rounded and firm, but without the great size of her neighbor's; her ass, flat and lean; her legs incredibly long and lean, perfect for wrapping around a man and driving his cock into that dripping gash.
Karen's mouth pressed against Sue's, their lips meeting almost tenderly. Her tongue probed out, touched Sue's and she felt the sparks fly between them.
"I've wanted to do this for a long time," whispered Sue.
"Me, too," answered Karen. "Shall we get to it, then?"
They sucked each other's tits, their tongues running over each other's tasty nipples, swelling them, stiffening their tips. Karen nursed Sue as she might a baby, her friend's mouth hard against her tit flesh, sending little ripples of pleasure flowing through her, setting her cunt juices flowing through her pussy. She was hungry for the touch of Sue's tongue in her creamy slit.
She knelt over Sue, who stretched out on her back, her head between Karen's knees. She lowered her body so that her friend's tongue was afforded easy access to her dripping cunt. Her tongue snaked out, slipping up and down Sue's wet slit, tingling her hard clit. She sucked the stiff clit into her mouth, tongued and nursed it with her lips as she would a man's dick. Her own pussy was on fire from the tonguing Sue was giving her foamy cunt lips. She felt Sue's mouth against her flesh, sucking at her widely spread pussy lips, draining the sweet cream from her hot meat, her clit trembling from the lightning thrusts of Sue's tongue against her clit.
Karen plunged her tongue into Sue's moist cunt slot, circling it around, scooping out the cunt juices and drinking them greedily, starved for the warm, sweet nectar of her neighbor's pussy. She fastened her lips closely to Sue's flesh and drank her fill of the beautiful woman's body, her tongue lashing the tormented cunt, whipping in and out of her thrusting pussy, driving wetly between her lips, plowing into the juice-filled walls of her swampy cunt.
Karen felt as if she had stuck her cunt into a bonfire. Sue's mouth clamped over her steaming pussy and devoured her. Her clit ached for release from the awful pressures that built inside her. Her cunt lips clamped against Sue's snake-like tongue as it whipped in and out of the slippery slot, pouring sweet cunt cream into her mouth.
Their climax hit them with a shuddering spasm that shook their bodies and released a flood of cunt juice into both greedy mouths. They sucked at each other's foaming cunts, draining each other's bodies of the sweet juices, filling their bellies with pussy juice.
Neither could get enough of the other's body. They sucked at the delicious pussy lips, slurping off the cunt juices, drinking every drop they could find as their bodies trembled from the powerful surge that had shot through them at the moment of their explosions. Karen sucked at Sue's pink flesh, the soft, tender lips, savoring every taste thrill she could find in her friend's delicious pussy, while the blue sparks of electrical fire continued to zip through her cunt from each touch of Sue's tongue.
They rolled from each other, catching their breath, their bodies still trembling from the power of the blasts that had shaken their cunts.
Karen pushed Sue onto her stomach and bent over her neighbor's flat, firm ass and spread her smooth white ass cheeks wide, opening her crack for her mouth. She tongued Sue's crack, running up and down its length, savoring the novel flavor of a woman's ass, sucking the flesh of her ass between her lips before she forced her tongue into her friend's asshole, plunging it rapidly in and out of the tiny, puckered opening.
Sue blew her load again as soon as Karen began tongue-fucking her asshole. Her pussy bounced against the soft cushions and her cunt let loose a new river of juices that drenched her body and the pillows beneath her creaming gash. The flow poured from her cunt slot. Karen was excited by the intensity of Sue's orgasm and felt the tingle of it race through the savory ass as she continued to plow her tongue into her friend's asshole as she sucked on the sweet meat of her crack and squeezed the firm cheeks of her ass.
Then Sue began to lick Karen's ass. Karen's body blew a tremendous load of its own while Sue tongue-fucked her ass, licking her crack, forcing her tongue into the incredibly tight hole, circling it around in Karen's ass, driving her mad with pleasure. Karen's cunt creamed over and over from the delightful sensation of a woman's tongue rammed deeply into her ass while the soft lips suckled at her crack.
"Good show, girls," shouted Fred when they finally broke apart.
Their pussies and their asses satisfied from the sucking and tonguing they had just given each other, both knew that this would certainly not be the last time they would enjoy each other's cunts and asses. They were already dreaming of their next opportunity together.
"As the host of this little party," continued Fred, "I am the last player and I think we should wind up our little evening in proper fashion."
He looked around the room. Everyone seemed prepared to get it on one more time. Karen was still anxious for whatever new thrill her body could find here.
"Okay," said Fred, "here's what we do. Karen, our lovely beauty, loves cum, so I propose to give her her fill of it now. I want Karen to suck me off and she can swallow my cum. Carla will suck Bill, but he has to shoot his load on Carla's tits. Each other wife has to blow her own husband, and the guys have to fire their loads on the women's tits. Got that? Good. Then, Karen can lick the cum from every tit here."
The very thought of the idea thrilled her, to lick cum from all of these lovely tits excited her as much as being fucked by five cocks at once.
Five lovely mouths set at work immediately. Karen took Fred's long shaft deep in her mouth, feeling his saucer-like knob plunge into the back of her throat. She tongued his long cockshaft, cheeks sucking at him, her lips clinging tightly to his dick as he fucked her mouth as he might her cunt.
The evening had taken its toll on the men. Every mouth sucked hard to get those five pricks going again, milking the load of fiery jism from the aching balls one more time.
Fred's cock plunged rapidly in and out of Karen's mouth, her lips sliding up and down his shaft, her tongue bathing his prickhead with her saliva. She felt his dick twitch, swell, and he plowed his knob into the farthest reaches of her throat and blew his load into her belly, washing the lining of her mouth with his salty cum. She gulped it down greedily, nursing the final drops from his clefted cockhead with her tongue, filling her belly with the sweet warmth of his jism.
The women were waiting for her and her wonderful tongue. She looked at their throbbing, pulsating flesh, their cream-covered tits yearning for the touch of her mouth. Her mouth was eager for the taste of their titflesh.
She knelt before Betty's plump, rounded body. Her nipples were already rock-hard, dripping sticky, shiny cum from their dark tips.
Karen washed Betty's tits with her tongue, slurping up Bob's cream, her mouth suckling at the huge, brown nipples. Betty shivered and moaned as Karen's mouth worked her into a frenzy.
Karen's tongue finished cleaning her tits and clamped over Betty's pussy. She drained her friend's cunt of its juices, sucking her clit, flashing her tongue in and out of the pouring slot until Betty's flesh quivered from her climax, consumed by Karen's hot tongue. Betty slumped, relaxed and contented, relieved of the pressures that had existed in her hairy cunt slit.
Karen moved to Jennie and repeated her actions on the full youthful tits of the little blonde. She licked Tom's jism from the pink nipples, hard as tiny buttons, and then sucked her pussy off, Jennie screaming her delight as she blew her load into Karen's famished mouth.
It was a definite pleasure to suck Sue off again, slurping Jerry's jism from those lovely, firm tits, laving the beautiful nipples with her tongue before diving into her steaming pussy again. Her friend's body filled her mouth once more with foaming cunt juices and she felt Sue's pussy explode against her lips and flood her mouth with pussy juice.
She licked her husband's spunk from Carla's tiny, hard tits, remembering with pleasure the taste of her own Bill, and of Carla's marvelously petite body. Tom's prick, stiffened by the sight of Karen's beautiful naked flesh at work on the women, could stand it no longer.
While she sucked and tongued Carla's cunt, Tom entered her pussy from the rear, plunging his dick into her foamy slot with easy, long strokes that set her own body on fire. Her head was swimming from the double delight of eating Carla's pussy while her own cunt received a reaming from Tom's fat prick.
The blast ripped through all three of them. Carla's hips thrust wildly at Karen's mouth, smearing cunt juice over her lips and chin as Karen drank from her flooding cunt slot.
Her body trembled out of control as Tom filled her cunt once again with a devastating gusher of spunk, washing down the walls of her pussy with his jism, drowning her fuck hole in a torrent of cum that filled her slot and sent fiery rockets bursting through her loins, breaking the dam of her passions. Waves of joy washed and ebbed through her body, her tits tingling from the sensation of orgasm that fired her pussy with delight as the three naked bodies trembled and spasmed, clinging tightly together. Karen's mouth clamped over Carla's black-haired snatch, and her own pussy filled with Tom's pulsating cock. * * * It felt very good to stretch out in her own bed. Karen's body rested against the clean, fresh sheets as she recalled the events of the evening. Her body felt properly and completely fucked and sucked.
It had been delightful and she felt her pussy tingle as she thought about the cocks and the cunts, the asses and the tits that she had enjoyed. She looked forward to more parties like that, wondering if the men would be able to keep up the pace every week, and if they would be able to Continually dream up new combinations to delight and thrill each other-or would her cunt become as jaded over this as it had with Bill?
But, anyway, until that day came, she sure as hell planned to enjoy herself with all the cocks and cunts she could find.
Bill wandered in naked from the bathroom, his tired prick limp, his balls loose. He looked at the clock wearily.
"Christ, it's almost morning," he mumbled. "What a night."
She rolled over toward him, her body warm and comfortable with his nearness. She rubbed his back with her hand.
"It was terrific," she agreed. "Betty was certainly right."
Bill frowned, puzzled. "About what?"
"Well, when we first talked about it, she said something about loving your neighbors, and we sure did that tonight."
"Yeah," he chuckled, "for sure!"
"Love thy neighbors," she repeated. "Nothing like it."
Karen rose to her knees and pressed her tits against Bill's back, tingling at the touch of his warm flesh against her nipples, their tips swelling to stab at his body.
"Honey, now that we've loved our neighbors, how about a little love for ourselves?"
"Oh, noooo!" he moaned, as his wife's lips made a dive for his flaccid cock.
