It was Henry David Thoreau, in Walden, who remarked, "The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation." This statement appears to be just as true today as it was then. Perhaps it is even more valid today considering the pressures and frequent monotony of today's world.
The majority of today's men and women live in boring circumstances, and when the opportunity for change arises, they are often quick to seize the chance. For the woman in this story, the opportunity is one which many would consider perverse and deranged for it is one of uninhibited adultery. But it provides a release and a need. All morals and scruples are cast aside in a moment of madness-a chance to grab pleasure before it is taken away.
WILD EAGER HOUSEWIFE-a novel about the quiet desperation in so many of us and the extremes to which it may drive us.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Maureen Simmons fluffed her blonde hair in front of the mirror and studied her naked body. She examined every inch of her creamy bronzed flesh. She was tanned a golden brown. The sunlamp back in the city had done the job. She had no unsightly white strap marks from wearing a bikini.
She gave her reflection a satisfied smile. There was no way she would have gone on the beach this late in the season untanned when everyone else was so bronzed. David's vacation, postponed until August, had caused the need for the sunlamp. Now she was glad. Otherwise she never would have been able to sunbathe naked on the beach.
She took a deep breath. Today would be her first day on the beach, and she looked like everyone else-tanned.
"David," she called. "Come take a look at me." She spun around, her large tits bouncing erotically as she struck a sexy pose. David sauntered into the bedroom, then stopped in his tracks. "Christ, baby," he moaned, ogling his wife's naked body. "You'll have everyone on the beach drooling."
"I intend to," she teased. "All the horny old men... and the young ones too." She winked. "Look at these. Perfect." She jiggled her tits in her hands. "No sag."
"They're gorgeous," he rasped. He dined on his wife's curvy body. "I like you being tanned all over. I always hated the damn white strips when you wore the bikini."
"Can I go to the beach like this?" She turned, presenting Dave with a great look at her tanned ass. "All golden brown and ready." She wriggled her ass.
Dave came up behind her, cupped her ass and massaged the twin cheeks. "You're built like a brick shithouse, baby."
She turned and went into his arms, crushing her naked body into him. She flicked her tongue out, wetting his mouth. "Mmmmm, fuck me before we go to the beach." She rubbed her crotch into the hardness of his groin. "It'll make me feel sexy having your cum in my pussy while everyone looks at me in my new bikini."
Dave slipped his hands down her eager body, enjoying the satiny softness of her flesh. "Can't, baby," he groaned, wishing he could.
She leaned back, blue eyes dancing with devilment. "Why? We've got plenty of time." Playfully, she scratched her nails down his shirt.
Dave's groin hardened and his cock began to throb. There was no easy way to tell her. They had been planning this vacation since April and it had already been postponed twice.
"Hey," she said, dancing out of his arms, forgetting about getting fucked. "You're not even ready. C'mon, I want to spend the whole day at the beach."
"I can't make the beach, baby."
Maureen's face froze in shock. "What... are you talking about?"
"Tom called. "I've got to get back to the city." He went for her, wanting to hold her in arms as he explained.
She shook her head, her thick, blonde hair tumbling about her shoulders. "No! No! No! You promised. You promised me!" Tears welled up in her blue eyes making them glisten.
"Come on," he said. "It isn't that bad. A couple of days and I'll be back. We'll have plenty of time left for the beach."
She didn't want to hear him. She threw herself on the bed, spreading her legs. "Please, Dave. It's our vacation." She wriggled her hips lewdly, tempting him with her red pussy gash. "Call Tom back and tell him to go to hell."
Dave's prick throbbed hard. The sight of his wife naked and offering herself lewdly had him crazy. "Shit, baby... Tom and I... we're partners. I've got to go back." He watched her tease him. He weakened.
"At least fuck me before you go. I'm crazy hot for your cock." She humped up. Her tits jiggled. Warm, filmy pussy juice oozed from her steamy cunt. "Fuck me hard to hold me until you come back." Passion coated every word.
He tugged on his belt, succumbing for the moment. A honking horn cut in. "Christ! There isn't time. The cab's here. I've got to get s to the station. The train leaves soon. I'm leaving the car for you." The blaring horn of the impatient cabbie broke into the anger and frustration that filled the room.
Dave came to the bed and leaned over his wife. "Gimme a kiss. It's the best I can do until later."
She rolled away. "It's not enough. Go fuck yourself, Dave."
"Shit, baby. I don't like it anymore than you do." He reached for her, but she climbed off the other side of the bed.
The horn blared again. "Listen, baby. See you in a few days. I promise." He threw her kiss and turned to leave.
"I'll get someone else to fuck me," she shouted to his back.
Dave stopped in tracks. "Grow up, Maureen. You're almost thirty, not some damn silly kid. I'll fuck you when I get back."
"I'm not waiting," she threatened. She stood shaking as the front door slammed closed. "You bastard!"
She ran through the summer cottage to the front window, tits bouncing, ass jiggling. Through tear-stained eyes she watched the yellow cab pull away. "I will, Dave," she said, to the retreating cab. "I will get fucked."
She stormed back into the bedroom. This time, she stared at her body with a critical eye. A flat belly, willowy waist, flared hips, and long elegant legs met with her approval. Huge golden tits, firm and ripe, and a tight heart shaped ass with not a hint of a wrinkle, brightened her mood.
"You may be twenty-nine," she said to her reflection, "but you're still dynamite."
A sly smile tickled her sensuous mouth. She slipped on the snug terry bottoms of her skimpy bikini. "Mmmmmm, delicious," she giggled.
She turned. The orange bottoms fit like paint on her tight ass. The shadow of her ass crack showed, making it just enough to attract interest.
She picked up the bikini top. "God, how will my tits fit in this?" She let out her breath and forced a fleshy globe of tittie meat into each flimsy cup, then hooked the thin strap around her neck.
The orange bikini looked great against her golden tan. She tossed her head and her sun bleached blonde hair bounced across her shoulders and face. "Now for a cock," she mouthed, determined to carry out her threat. "A nice hard cock to prove to me I'm still more desirable than a business partner and money." With her tits bouncing, she left the w house and walked down the path in the direction of the ocean.
"Damn," she murmured. The beach was deserted. She shaded her eyes and looked up at the sun. "God, it must really be early."
She crossed the sand dunes, her bare feet squishing in the cool white sand as she headed toward the surf. As she walked, she noticed from the corner of her eye the lifeguard in the lifeguard stand. A hot smile played at her mouth.
She stood at the water's edge, enjoying the refreshing feeling as it washed up over her feet. She began trembling, her courage leaving her. "Yes," she whispered, pulling herself together. "It will be fun."
She turned, caught the lifeguard's smile and returned it. Jutting her tits out, she strode over to the stand and the smiling lifeguard.
Gary watched. The blonde was fantastic! He gaped at her tits, expecting them to pop out. When they didn't, he was disappointed.
"Hi," Maureen purred, looking up into his darkly tanned face. "Kind of quiet this morning, huh?" Her eyes drifted to his crotch and the bulge there. She hoped it was because of her.
He had a tough time finding his voice. "It's still early," he said, straining each word.
"Most people don't start coming down until around eleven."
"I guess that's when all the teenagers come around drooling, huh?"
She smiled hotly. He looked about twenty, probably in college, and probably with his choice of all the young stuff strutting their tight baby asses around. She panicked, feeling older, too old for this handsome young man. But she conquered her fear-her anger for David helped.
He grinned. "A few," he said shyly, looking down at her billowing tits slipping out over the top of her bikini. "Mostly they're just kids."
Maureen's heart skipped. She wanted to climb up in the lifeguard stand and devour the young man. Hot pussy cream bubbled inside her cunt. For a second, the vision of her sucking the handsome life guard's cock made her dizzy.
"You new around here?" he asked, wishing he could impress her. She was fantastic, but he figured she was just passing time until her husband joined her.
"Got here last night," she said. "I'm Maureen."
"I'm Gary." He grinned, came down from the high bench on the stand and draped his legs over the front. "Your husband coming down this morning for a swim?"
Maureen moved closer. "My husband's in the city working. I'm all alone." Her arm was touching Gary's leg.
A spasm ripped through Gary's gut. He wanted to reach over and feel her tits. They were so big and gorgeous.
Maureen smiled up at him, then dropped her eyes to his crotch. A lump filled her throat. His bulge looked inviting and exciting. She traced a pattern on his tanned thigh and watched the muscles in his gut tighten.
"You got a great tan for just coming down to the shore," he said, his voice strained by the touch of her cool fingers.
She gave him a warm sultry smile. "I used the sunlamp at home." She winked. "Naked too."
Gary watched her fingers on his thigh as if he were in a trance. "I'll bet that was something to see."
"It was," she giggled. Her fingers became bolder, moving up his thigh to trace a line near his tight trunks. "My husband thinks I look terrific naked. You should see me."
He grinned awkwardly. "I'd like to."
"I'll bet you would," she teased. She looked around quickly. The beach was still deserted. She straightened up, pushing her tits out. They seemed to want to burst from her skimpy bikini top.
Gary's eyes seemed to want to pop from their sockets as he stared. "Why don't you show me?" he asked. His mouth was drying up fast and his heart was pounding.
"You don't think I will, huh?"
"No," he said, unable to tear his eyes away from her bulging tittie mounds.
"Watch."
She brought her hands up to her tits, squeezed them, and moaned. Hot flashes raced through her body. Spasms attacked her cunt. Slowly, she inched down her bikini top until two pump ripe tits plopped out, totally exposed for the young man's pleasure.
"Well?" she purred. "How do they look?" She cupped the golden globes. The nipples were swollen, pinkish-brown and aching for the young man's touch.
"Jesus Christ," he groaned. He swallowed hard and gaped at her pulpy tits. "They're gorgeous."
Maureen stepped between his legs. Her tits lay against his thighs, hot to the touch. "You thought I was chicken." Her face was tilted up, her eyes and mouth taunting him.
Gary's mouth suddenly watered and his cock throbbed painfully. He wanted her badly.
His palms turned sweaty.
Maureen saw the agony of passion on his face. "You can hold them, Gary," she giggled. "I won't scream."
Gary reached down and pawed her tittie flesh eagerly. "Jesus," he moaned. "They're so soft and hot." He was getting dizzy. The beautiful blonde had him crazy!
"Ummmm, it feels nice," she hummed. "So nice." Her legs trembled and juice flowed from her pussy, saturating the crotch of her bikini. "Oooo, so nice."
Maureen shivered, pressed her tits into his massaging hands. The excitement of semipublic sex and the young man mauling her tits overwhelmed her. "You're getting hot as hell, Gary."
Gary moaned and played, hypnotized by her tits and passion-laden face. He looked around, hoping no one would come by. His eyes turned hazy. The pain in his nuts was excruciating.
"You ever do this before?" she panted, caught up in her own passion and daring.
"A kid once," he groaned, still pawing and fondling her overripe tits. "A kid once teased me and flashed her tits. But she ran away laughing after she got me hot as hell."
"Ooooo," Maureen giggled. "A little prick teaser."
Gary nodded. He was entranced, his eyes bugging out as he stared at his hands kneading the softness of her tits. "A little bitch in heat."
"I'm a bitch in heat, too," Maureen purred, "but I won't turn and run." She stepped back reluctantly, away from his grasping hands.
Gary grunted, stared at her. With her tits no longer in his hands, he panicked.
Maureen pulled up her top, covering her tits again. She smiled. "Don't look so disappointed. I'm not a kid. This isn't a game. I play for keeps."
He nodded, expecting her to turn and leave him with sore nuts and a throbbing hard-on. The agony of his passion shone in his eyes. "I don't believe you."
"I guess I'll have to prove it." She came back between his legs, her chin level with his crotch. She put her hands on his cock bulge and squeezed.
"Aghhhh," Gary groaned. His hips jerked as Maureen tightened her grip on his bulging prick.
"Did I get you this hard?" she asked coyly.
Gary nodded. He felt light-headed and the raging fire in his nuts had him shaking inside. "Yes," he hissed through clenched teeth.
"It makes me feel good," she sighed, enjoying the sexual power she held over the young man. It made her feel wonderful and young again. "I like turning you on. It gets me hot all over and juicy inside my pussy."
Gary was numb. Her hands were destroying his ability to think straight. He jerked his ass and sucked in his breath as her fingers slipped under his trunks and scratched at his jock.
"I'll bet you got one gorgeous hunk of cockmeat, Gary." She released his prick and leered, watching it throb in his trunks. "Can I see it?"
Gary blinked, not believing what he had heard. He stared into her smiling face. "You kidding me?"
"I wouldn't kid a handsome young man like you," she cooed. "I'd love to see your cock." She licked her lips, moistening them with her tongue. "Take it out, Gary. Maybe I'll give you a treat."
He didn't know if she were kidding or not, but Gary was taking no chances. He maneuvered his trunks down over his ass. His giant cock popped out, sticking straight up from his hairy groin. It throbbed as his trunks slipped to his ankles.
Maureen swayed as her blue eyes devoured the long thick piece of Gary's dickmeat as it became exposed. Hot spasms rippled through her twat. "Oooo, it's beautiful." She pulled his trunks off and leaned against the stand, Gary's cock inches from her face. "It makes me hungry."
"Touch it," he moaned, craving her hands on his hot, throbbing prick. "Hold it."
"Mmmmm, it'll be my pleasure." She stroked his thick prick lightly, following one blood-gorged vein along the length of his cockshaft. "It's so big." She was drooling for his cock. Her pussy ached to be filled with his hard prickmeat.
Gary was out of his skull. Her hands were like hot flames. He forgot about where he was. He only knew he was interested in relieving the ache she had created in his balls. "Get me off," he groaned. "Christ!"
Maureen giggled. "How, Gary?" she teased. She scratched a nail down the length of his shaft. "You want me to jerk you off?"
Mutely, Gary nodded, his mouth open, his breathing coming in raspy pockets of rushed air. "Yeahhhh, jerk me off."
"Sounds like fun," she sighed.
Her fingers caressed his shaft and balls. Slowly, her hand wrapped around the thickness of his bloated prick. She shifted the thin skin up and down. She felt the power of his cock pulsing in her hand.
"You like that?"
"Yeahhh," he gasped. The slow torturous pace had him crazy. "Faster. Christ, get me off!"
Maureen was in heaven. The young man's desire for her salved the wounded ego David had no time for. She released his cock, watching it twitch. "You're seeping cum."
The sudden release of his cock stunned him. He stared. "Christ, don't stop." He looked at her with pleading eyes. His hands rubbing the ache in his prick. "Jerk me off."
"What if someone comes?" she teased, enjoying her self to the fullest.
"I don't give a shit!" he rumbled. "Christ! You have me crazy."
"I'm glad." She put her hands back on his prick and squeezed. One clear drop of cum seeped from his pisser. "Would you like me to lick it off?"
Gary looked at the cum seeping from his cock then at her taunting mouth. "Yeah. Lick it."
"Mmmmmm," she hummed, flicked her tongue out, and scooped the tangy drop of jizz off the tip of his cock and into her mouth. "Mmmmm, delicious."
Gary was dumbfounded. Her tongue had him quivering. He reached for her, but she danced away.
"No touching, Gary," she giggled. She saw the agony in his eyes. "If you promise not to get rough, I'll suck you off."
Gary nodded. He was agreeable to anything.
Maureen came back between his legs. "I don't like being forced." She extended her tongue and lapped his nuts, enjoying the rough texture of the thick skin that housed his cum crammed balls. Her tongue slithered from his balls, up his shaft, over his bloated prickhead and down the other side. His groans and whimpers made her dizzy.
"In your mouth... your mouth," he pleaded, jerking his hips and jabbing his cock up against her tongue. "Suck it."
Maureen came away from his cock. "Don't scream, Gary. You'll draw a crowd and I won't be able to finish you off."
Gary groaned painfully and bit his lip. The last thing he wanted now was to be interrupted. "Okay," he gasped, his voice lower. "Just suck me." He was desperate.
Maureen plastered her lips to his thick cockshaft and greased the length of it in warm, drooling spit. She soaked his balls. Her teeth nibbled and her tongue flashed up and down the entire length of his prick. She became totally absorbed in his cock, forgetting herself and where she was. All that mattered was the hunk of prickmeat against her lips.
He grunted through clenched teeth each time her teeth chewed on his aching prick. He leaned back, stiff-armed, his palms flat on the floor of the lifeguard stand. He stared at her, then up at the sky. It was crazy! A hot, sexy bitch was eating his cock right out in the open!
The playing was over. Maureen needed his prick and the cum in his balls as badly as Gary needed to release it. She opened her mouth, swallowed his bloated cockhead, and sucked. She swirled her tongue around and around, spittle drooling from her lips and down his prickshaft.
"Yeah," Gary groaned, feeling the exotic pressure of her sucking mouth. He jabbed up as her teeth sank into the hardness of his cock. He dropped back, shaking as she released her vise-like hold.
Maureen sucked deep. The head of his cock brushed along the roof of her mouth as she eased it into her throat. The shaft kept her tongue flat and she wiggled it, making Gary moan blissfully. She took it deeper and his groans grew louder. She no longer cared if anyone heard. She had no intention of stopping until she had drained his balls.
"Ahhhhh," Gary gasped. He lunged up, wedging his cock into Maureen's throat. He jabbed, his ass thumping on the wooden floor of the lifeguard stand. His face screwed up in agonizing joy as Maureen's tongue whipped along the sensitive underside of his cock.
Maureen took his jabs, loving each one. Each one was a salve that healed her wounded ego and made her feel desirable again. She plunged down, gulping the entire length of his hulking cock into her gullet. It throbbed in her throat and his prick hair caressed her clinging lips.
Gary was out of his mind. He fucked her face hard. Lightning jabs skewered her throat as she mashed his groin against her lips. Her teeth, her tongue, and her sucking noises had him ready to explode.
Maureen doubled her attack. Head bobbing, teeth scraping, tongue lashing, she brought him quickly to the peak. Hot shivers raced up and down her spine. Spasms ripped through her hot empty cunthole. Pussy muscles pulsed against her empty channel, jealous for the cock that was buried in her mouth.
"Oh, Christ! Jesus! I'm ready! I'm... gonna cum!"
The words filled Maureen with joy. She sucked wildly, her mouth a hot wet vacuum of pleasure. Deep greedy sucks took him to the edge. The cum in his balls was needed desperately. With her hands clenching his thighs, she held her head steady, allowing the young lifeguard to plow her at will.
"I'm aiming," he roared. "I'm aiming!" He slammed up into her face, drilling his cock into her eager mouth. "I'm aiming!"
Maureen knew it and welcomed it. She sucked deep, taking the first thick wad into her throat. The taste was superb, the quantity overwhelming as Gary's cock squirted wad after wad of thick, sticky cum down her throat and mouth.
"Suck it! Christ... suck it!" Gary was out of his skull. He lunged up into her greedy mouth, filling her with hot globs of delicious cum. "Suck it!" He jerked hard, slamming into her face.
Maureen gobbled at his scrumptious prick, drinking the cum as fast as it squirted from his pisser. It filled her mouth, puffing out her cheeks. Her teeth scraped his pulsing cockshaft. More cum flowed in jet spurts from his prick and she slammed her face into his humping body, stretching her throat as his cock jabbed.
Squirming and twisting, a prisoner in Maureen's mouth, Gary lunged up, thudded back, and lunged up again, his prick continually spewing out thick stringy wads of cum. "More! Chew it! Suck it!" He was howling and he didn't care who heard.
Cum poured from his cock. It gushed from her lips, from her nose. It dribbled down his balls. She became hysterical. She didn't want to lose a drop. She swallowed hard, catching the spurting rhythm, drinking the hot, spewing jizz as it gushed from his cock. Deep sucks, quick swallows, and whimpering gurgles of joy were loud as she drained the lifeguard's nuts of his cum.
Gary groaned and collapsed back on the stand, twitching and moaning as he came skittering down from his intense orgasm. "Stop. Stop!"
Maureen didn't. She felt his prick begin to shrink, the flow of cum trickling to a halt. She suckled his cock deeper, wanting every drop.
Gary howled, squirmed, but couldn't get free. He reached down, pushing at her head. Her teeth held him captive.
Reluctantly, Maureen eased her attack. She had sucked him dry. She popped her mouth from his limp prick and smiled. Dazed eyes looked up into his face. "I hope you liked that."
"Christ. I thought you were going to chew my cock right off!"
"I was thinking about it," she giggled, licking her lips. "Now what about me?"
CHAPTER TWO
Gary was stunned. He looked around. People were on the beach. Quickly, he grabbed his trunks and pulled them back into place. He stared at Maureen. His mouth watered. "Where?"
"How about coming back to my place? I have a nice comfortable bed. We'll have a ball." She noticed the people. "You can't fuck me here. It's getting too crowded."
Gary groaned. "I know." He didn't want to lose a chance to fuck her. "The other lifeguard will be here in a few minutes, okay?"
She offered him her hand. "C'mon, Gary. I'm hot for your cock."
Without waiting for his partner, Gary took her hand and padded through the soft sand away from the stand. His heart was thumping as he followed the erotic movement of her swinging ass.
Maureen opened the screen door and stepped inside the small cottage on the other side of the dunes. "C'mon in, Gary. There's no one here."
Hesitantly, Gary went in. "You sure your husband won't be home?"
"He's too busy making money. We have as much time as we need." She winked. "Even if it takes all day." She took his hand and led him into the bedroom.
Gary looked at the bed. It was inviting. He stared at Maureen. It was going to be one great morning!
"It's a lot more comfortable and private than the lifeguard stand." She went into his arms. "Kiss me, Gary." She molded herself to his hard, lean body.
Gary, overwhelmed with her sexuality, plastered his mouth to hers and plunged his tongue between her eager lips. His hands kneaded the softness of her flesh, exploring, touching, enjoying every inch of her lush body.
"Oooooo, Gary," she hummed. "You feel so good." She rocked her hips, pressing into his groin. Her nipples ached and her cunt pulsed for his cock. "Let me get your trunks off."
She dropped to her knees as an astonished Gary watched. She was dynamite. He felt her nimble fingers latch into his trunks and yank them down.
"Ooooo, it's still soft," she giggled. "I'll have to do something about that." She stroked his limp cock. "Get on the bed."
Willingly, Gary kicked off his trunks and climbed onto the bed. His prick, still limp, lay on his thigh. He leered at Maureen as she stood at the foot of the bed. It was a dream, a fantastic dream. His breath came out slowly as he imagined his cock buried inside her pussy.
"Now I can really show you how tan I am." She reached behind her, unsnapped her top. It dropped to the floor as her large, ripe tits bounced free. "Like them?"
"Unn," he groaned, his eyes popping at the sight of her luscious tits. They were big, with round silver-dollar nipples swollen with desire.
Under Gary's appreciative stare, Maureen caressed her own flesh, sighing and cooing as her hands molded and squeezed her plump tits. Her fingers skittered down to her full hips and latched into her skimpy bikini bottoms. She pushed and they slipped to her ankles.
Gary's breath rushed out as if he had been kicked in the gut. "You're gorgeous!" he rasped.
"I'm glad you like me." Her heart was racing, pounding in her ears. "You like my pussy?" She combed her fingers through the curly blonde silk that adorned her cunt. "I'm a natural blonde."
"I can see that," he moaned, wanting to touch her, to feel her flesh. "Come to bed."
Maureen smiled, looked at his limp prick. It was growing. "I'm all wet and gooey inside."
"Let me see for myself," he said. "Get on the bed."
"I will," she sighed, feeding on his desire to have her. "It's been a long time since my husband fucked me. I just want to make it last."
"We will," he promised, needing her body. "Just let me feel you."
"Mmmmm, sounds like fun." Tits jiggling, face flushed, eyes sparkling, Maureen climbed on the bed. "I'm going to soak you in cunt juice."
Gary moaned. Her talk was so exciting, so erotic. "Do whatever you want."
"I intend to," she giggled. Sitting on her haunches, she stroked her fingers through her sopping wet pussy. "Oooo, shit, I'm wetter than I thought."
Gary licked his lips. He saw the juice cling to her fingers and knew it would soon be bathing his prick. "Suck me hard. Let me fuck you."
"I don't have to suck you," she said with confidence. "Your cock will be hard when I'm ready for it." She licked the juices from her fingers, thrilled with Gary's horny expression as he leered hungrily at her. "You wanna taste?"
"Yeah." His misty eyes followed her fingers as she dragged them through her pussy.
She leaned over and smeared the pussy juice over his lips. "You like the taste?"
Gary licked his lips. "You're delicious." A tremor rocked his nuts. He was getting hard.
"I'm glad you like it. My husband doesn't have the time to eat me anymore. He's too busy."
"I'm not," Gary groaned, anxious to dine on the juicy pussy meat between her luscious thighs.
"Ewwww," she cooed. "You can lick me until you're hard again." She crawled over him and straddled his head, her pussy above his mouth. "Is my pussy pretty?"
Gary's hands went straight for her hips. He caressed her flesh, roamed her lower body, enjoying the softness of her round, heart shaped ass. His glassy eyes leered up at the glistening red gash of her cunt. He groaned in response to her question.
"I guess that means yes," she moaned. "Finger my cunt, Gary, before you lick me." She wriggled her hips.
Gary eased his anxious hands around her hips, slid his fingers up between her parted thighs and stroked the moist slit of her oozing pussy. The aromatic scent of her cunt inflamed his brain. The heat of her pussy warmed his fingers.
"Inside, Gary. Finger-fuck me!" She needed an orgasm to dull the passion that had her crazy. "Finger-fuck me!"
Gary squiggled on the bed and jammed three fingers into her receptive cunt hole. Hot spongy muscles gripped his fingers tightly, pulsing greedily as he explored the steamy gash of her pussy. It overwhelmed him.
"Ooooo, Gary," she gasped, rolling her hips. "Ooooo, I love it." Lights exploded behind her fluttering eyes. "Now your tongue. Use your tongue!"
Gary pulled his fingers from her cunt. Sticky with juice, he spread the warm cream on her hip as he pulled her delicious pussy to his open mouth. He moaned as hot pussy meat touched his lips.
"Aaaaah, yes, Gary. Tongue me. Oh, Christ... tongue me!" She jammed her pussy down on his face, soaking him in warm, flowing juice. "Ooooo, use your tongue!"
Gary sucked deep, drawing the velvety folds of her pussy into his mouth. She tasted better than she looked. He loved it! His hands kneaded her firm ass cheeks. His mouth feasted on her pussy. His cock began to throb with new and more intense life.
"Yes! Ooooo... yes, Gary! It's wonderful!" Her blue eyes seemed to float in their sockets. Her cunt muscles pulsed, anxious for Gary's tongue-more anxious for his cock.
Gary gurgled as gooey pussy juice flowed over his hungry mouth. He plunged his tongue into her cunt, heard her scream. He explored the cushiony hole with his tongue, licking out warm droplets of pussy juice. He swirled his tongue over the puffy lips of her cunt as more juiced flowed over his face.
"My clit, Gary. Chew my fuckin' clit!" She mashed her cunt against his mouth. "Chew me up! Bite me!" She was out of her mind. Circular rolls of her hips bathed the young lifeguard in a pool of warm pussy cream.
Gary chewed her cunt, sucked on her hole, and kneaded her ass. His teeth found here clit and he devoured it greedily. Deep sucks almost tore it from her body. Hard nips almost chomped it apart.
"Yessss," she hissed. "Ooooo, harder!" She leaned against the wall, pounding her fists against it. "Bite! Bite!"
Gary did. Over and over again, he bit into her blood-gorged clit, alternating with deep sucks. His fingers roamed around her gyrating hips, caressed the crack of her ass, found her cunt hole.
"My ass!" Her eyes bulged. "Finger my ass!"
Chewing hard on her clit,, Gary stabbed a finger into her asshole. The combination was the trigger.
Maureen, deprived for so long, exploded in a rage of fury. "I'm cuming!" she screeched, her face against the wall and her mouth open and drooling. "I'm creaming your face!"
Gary knew it and loved it. Hot, buttery pussy cum flowed over his face and into his mouth. He chewed maliciously on her clit as her screams grew louder. He fingered her asshole deeper as she went wild on his face.
Maureen squealed, her head snapped back and her eyes floated into her skull. Hot spasms ripped through her body like flashes of lightning. Her first orgasm in weeks left her as quickly as it had come. Gasping, she pulled off his gobbling mouth. The razor edge of her passion had been dulled. It was time to fuck.
Gary gasped as she slid her hot, syrupy pussy down over his chest and groin. He leered up at her passion-racked face. "I'm hard as steel."
Maureen's pussy bumped into his rock-hard cock. "I know," she purred. "The preliminaries are over."
She lifted her ass, squashing Gary's cock between the folds of her pussy and bathing his prick in juicy cream. "Now we can enjoy it more."
Gary couldn't agree more. With his own passion blunted by her fantastic blow job, he knew they would have a long, fantastic fuck. "Put it in."
"Soon, my horny lifeguard. Soon." She glided up and down the full length of his prick, soaking it. "I can feel your cock throb."
"It would throb more if it was in your pussy," he groaned. The heat from her cunt was igniting the fire in his balls. Hot churning cum swelled them, making them ache.
With her tits dangling like ripe melons, Maureen leaned over and licked her tongue over Gary's juice-stained face. "Mmmmm, I am delicious."
Gary grabbed her tits, mauling them roughly in his hands. "Christ, you're a fuckin' bitch of a tease!"
"I know," she giggled between slurping licks. "I like seeing you hot. It makes me feel good. Besides, I do come across."
Gary's hands became more demanding. His fingers sank into the pliant flesh, making her howl. He jabbed up, but couldn't bury his cock where he wanted it.
"Oooow," she moaned. "You'll pull off my tits if you keep doing that!" She was in heaven and loving every second of it. It had been almost a year since she had played games like this with Dave. "Oooow!" She struggled, but Gary's grasping hands had her.
"I'll stop when my cock's inside you," he moaned, applying more pressure to her sensitive tits.
"Ooooo," she cooed, liking the pain. "Don't stop." She ground her cunt down on his cock, making him groan. "We'll both play." She wriggled her hips and watched his face twist in bliss.
Gary dropped her tits and found her hips. Grunting, he lifted her, releasing the pressure on his cock. "Unnn," he growled, jerking with determination.
Maureen allowed him to lift her. A sly smile spread over her face. She wiggled her ass, feeling the head of his cock brush against her pussy hole. "Is this what you want?" She slammed down, burying his prick deep in her pussy.
"Yeahhhh!" he roared as his prick was gobbled up by her tight, oozing pussy. "Yeahhh!" He dropped back on the bed as the heated sensations of at last being buried in her pussy swept over him.
"Oh, God, it feels good," Maureen panted, wallowing in Gary's cock. "I feel so full." She straightened up and rotated her hips, savoring each throb of his prick. "Mmmmmm, so wonderful!"
Gary humped up, his body jerking and jabbing at her cunt. He felt as if his cock were in a furnace of liquid heat. Spongy pussy muscles milked his prick, bathing it in scalding cream. He reached for her tits, but she shied back.
"No tits yet, my handsome stud." She leaned back between his legs, bending his cock and making him growl in agonizing pleasure, "You like that?"
Mute, he nodded. The pain was exquisite. He lunged up, made her moan, and watched her tits shake. "You're breaking my fuckin' cock!"
"Ooooo, I won't do that," she panted, coming back up and relieving the pressure on his prick. "At least not until I drain your balls like I did on the beach."
This time when he grabbed for her tits, he got them. Pulling, he brought her close, sneered up into her face. His hips jabbed up into her cunt hole and he saw her pleasure. "Ride it, bitch. Ride it to hell."
"Mmmmm, you say the nicest things." She ground her cunt down, mashing her clit into the hardness of his groin. "Oh! Ohhh! I'm ready again."
"So am I," he groaned, humping violently into her supple body. "Cream, baby. Cream my cock."
"Like I creamed your face?"
"Yeah, bitch. Cum."
"Not yet, Gary," she pouted. "It feels too good. I want to enjoy it for a while." She slowly rocked her hips, keeping the fire in her pussy under control. "Wait... please."
Gary couldn't wait. "You got nothing to say about it." He grabbed her hips and dragged her back and forth. His cock, greased in hot juice, glided effortlessly in and out of her cunt. "Cum, bitch. Cum!" He picked up speed, humping in rhythm to his gliding action.
Maureen had no control. His prick felt too good. His humping was mashing her clit. "Noooo," she squealed, but k was too late.
Her head snapped back. An orgasm filled her, exploded deep in her cunt. "I'm cuming! Creaming! Oh, God, it's... wonderful!"
Maureen's mind snapped. She began to shake and twist, her cunt muscles contracting wildly. Hot gooey pussy cum gushed from her cunt, drenching Gary's jabbing cock. "Harder! Harder!" She bucked like a wild horse on his buried prick as orgasms raced through her cunt.
Gary was dumbfounded by her passion. Holding her hips, he felt his prick swell. The churning cum in his balls erupted. A hot, squirting blast of jizz sprayed from his pisser, flooding Maureen's pulsating cunt. "I'm cuming!" he roared. "Creaming your cunt!"
"I feel it! Ooooo... yes... I feel it!" She twisted her hips, staring him in the face. "Cream me, fucker! Cream me!"
Gary lunged up, his spurting prick filling her spongy cunt. "Here it is!"
Maureen slammed down, grinding her clit into his hard groin. His deep animal groans blended with her high-pitched wails. Over and over again, their climaxing bodies clashed as they both howled and battered each other.
"I'm cuming again," she screamed. "Oooo!" Tits dangling, swinging like fleshy weights, passion soared through her body. Her blonde hair swished over Gary's reddened face as her head jerked from side to side. She balanced herself on weakening arms, her blue eyes glazed, staring into his face. "More, fucker. More!"
Gary gave her what she wanted. Hard upward lunges jammed his cock to the hilt. Hot pussy muscles tugging on his shaft urged him on. Cum flowed freely from her pussy, dribbling down his emptying nuts. He grabbed her tits, held them tight, and fucked her with every ounce of strength he possessed.
Hot, shivering eruptions dotted Maureen's naked flesh. Her nipples felt as if they would burst. Gary's contorted expression blurred and she screamed. "Gary! Aghhhh!" Another orgasm ripped through her pussy like a hot knife, sending her eyes rolling into her skull.
The lewd contorting features on Maureen's face, the contracting muscles of her overheated cunt, and her screaming spurred Gary on. He lunged up, his ass coming off the bed. Hot spurting loads sprayed her pussy, gushing down his shaft and balls each time she slammed him back into the mattress.
"Baby! Jesus... Christ!" His hands closed tighter around the fleshy meat of her tits.
She screeched as the pain blended with the pleasure. Her eyes widened, staring blankly into his face. One gyrating twist of her hips and a downward thrust of her body carried her over the peak. She began to shudder, her elbows giving way. She collapsed.
Gary held her trembling body. His hips were moving on their own, jabbing into her cunt hole as the last of his jism oozed from his prick. His hips stopped and he gasped for air. She was crushing him.
Maureen blinked herself back to reality. "Oh, Gary! You'll never know how much I needed that." She rolled off his lean frame, giving up his prick. Sprawled out on her back, she shivered. "Ooooo. It's been so long since I felt this good."
Gary moaned, his spent prick sore from her sucking mouth and grasping cunt. "You're a fantastic lady." With effort, he pulled himself up.
"Tell my husband about it," she quipped. "He seems to have forgotten."
"I don't think he'd appreciate that." He retrieved his trunks.
Maureen giggled and watched him pull on his suit. "You better get back to the beach and save some more lives. You've already saved mine."
"Will you be around tomorrow?"
"I don't know." She smiled dreamily. "I think it might be better if I don't see you again. You helped me and we both had fun. We'll let it go at that. Okay?"
Gary nodded. "Whatever you say. If you change your mind, you know where to find me."
"I do." She closed her eyes and Gary left.
CHAPTER THREE
Maureen stirred, stretched, and purred like a contented cat. She opened her eyes and glanced at the clock. "God. I've been asleep for over an hour."
Humming to herself, she rubbed her hands over her sated body. Squeezing her thighs together, she shivered as the memory of Gary's cock flashed through her mind. She dropped her legs over the side of the bed and hummed on her way into the bathroom to shower.
She turned her face into the refreshing spray. "Why shouldn't I fuck other men?" she said aloud, her voice reverberating in the tiled shower stall. "Dave has his work and now I have a hobby." She giggled and glanced down between her legs. Gary's white, stringy cum was trickling down her parted thighs. "What a hobby."
She finished her shower, her mind filled with more daring escapades. With her hair fluffed dry, she wrapped a pink terry robe around her body and padded back into the bedroom. She glanced at the phone. A moment of depression set in as she thought about calling Dave. She shook it off.
"Fuck him," she shouted. "I got a hobby and I'm going to enjoy myself."
A knock on the door startled her and she spun around, her heart skipping a beat. "Dave!" She bit her lip. Dave wouldn't knock. She heard it again and hoped it wasn't Gary. She didn't want any entanglements with anyone, just fun and games.
"Hi," Maureen said, opening the screen door. "Can I help you?"
"Hi, I'm Carol, your neighbor. I thought I'd stop by and get acquainted."
Maureen's face brightened. "Sure. Come on in."
"I'm Maureen. How about a drink?"
"Sounds good," Carol said, following Maureen out to the kitchen. She glanced at Maureen's long, sexy legs. "Where's your husband?"
"In the city, working," Maureen said, pouring Scotch over two glasses filled with ice. "He'll be back in a few days." She turned, catching Carol staring at her. "I hope you like Scotch."
"I love it. I'm in the same boat. Martin's working too." She sipped the drink. "Delicious-."
Maureen gave the tall, sexy brunette a long look. She was wearing a bikini more revealing than her own and she wondered how she was able to keep her nipples covered with the almost nonexistent top.
"C'mon in the living room where we can be comfortable."
Carol led the way and Maureen stared at her ass, hypnotized by the round cheeks barely covered by the glossy material of her bikini bottom.
"I guess we women have to find things to do while our husbands work, huh?" Carol winked and plopped on the couch. She kept her dark flashing eyes on Maureen. "You have any suggestions?"
"Getting drunk sounds good," Maureen giggled.
"I can think of a lot more interesting things than getting drunk," Carol said. She caught Maureen's eyes and held them. "I usually go to some bar at night and pick up a man when Martin's too busy to come home."
Maureen was shocked by Carol's admission. Her cheeks flushed.
"I can see it bothers you," Carol said, reading Maureen's expression.
"Not really," she said, thinking of Gary. "I guess hearing you admit it so openly just surprised me."
"Shit. I don't care who knows." She polished off half her drink. "Martin isn't in the city working either. He's shacked up in some hotel with some young secretary, fucking her brains out."
Maureen's face turned scarlet. "You sure?"
"Hell, yeah. He's been shitting on me for the last few years."
For a moment Maureen felt sorry for the sexy brunette. "I'm sorry to hear that," she said, meaning it.
"Your husband's probably doing the same thing. All men are alike."
"Not Dave," Maureen said. "He's too interested in making money. He spends more time with his partner than me."
"Don't be too sure of that, Maureen." Carol finished her drink. "How about another? Getting drunk sounds better and better."
"Help yourself." She handed Carol her own empty glass. "You can make me one, too."
Maureen mulled over what Carol had said and discounted it. Dave wasn't cheating, but what he was doing was just as bad-if not worse.
"If Dave was cheating," she said as Carol strode back in the room, "I'd know how to handle it. But when his mistress is money and work... that I can't fight."
"I hope you're not dumb enough to just sit around and mope," Carol said.
"I have been," Maureen admitted, "but not anymore."
"Great. Maybe the two of us can go out and hustle up a couple of nice hard cocks together."
Maureen blushed. She wasn't used to Carol's blatant talk.
"Or have you started already?" Carol winked.
"This morning," Maureen said softly. "Our local lifeguard." She felt funny admitting it, but she didn't want to appear unworldly in front of her new friend.
"Oh, Gary," Carol giggled. "I haven't tried him yet. He's a hunk too." She rubbed her crotch. "Has he got a big cock?"
Maureen was finding the conversation titillating and embarrassing at the same time. "Big enough," she said shyly.
"Tell me about it," Carol said her voice dropping to a whisper as if they were two kids discussing their boyfriends.
Maureen looked away from Carol's inquisitive glance.
"Shit, Maureen. Don't be so shy. I could tell you stories that would make you cream your panties right there on the chair."
Maureen blushed. "I'm not wearing any panties."
"I didn't think so," Carol said, licking her lips.
"Tell me one of your stories," Maureen said, her curiosity aroused.
Carol laughed and finished her drink. "Sure, why not? Last week, before I came down to the shore, I let a good-looking hunk pick me up. When we got back to his place, his wife was there."
"Christ! What happened?" Maureen squirmed in her chair.
"I made it with them both," Carol bragged.
"The wife? Jesus!"
"It was a blast," Carol sighed. "First time with a woman for me. She sucked out my asshole while her husband fucked me."
Maureen swooned, her head spinning. "Anything else?"
"I was there the whole damn night. I never knew pussy could taste so damn good. Whewwww! Her husband really got off when I did a sixty-nine with his wife. Instant hard-on."
Maureen was flabbergasted. "I don't think I could ever do anything like that," she said.
"I didn't think so either," Carol confessed, "but I'm glad I did." She turned her dark, smoldering eyes on Maureen. "I'll bet you'd taste a lot better than she did." Maureen gulped her drink. "I don't think I'm ready for anything as exotic as that," she said, her voice wavering. A twinge shot through her pussy. She was excited, tempted, but afraid.
"Shit, Maureen. Don't be so shy. We can have a ball together this afternoon. Sort of get ourselves all worked up for some nice hard cock." Her dark eyes challenged Maureen. She flicked on the radio and music filled the room. "C'mon, we'll dance, get all hot and bothered." She giggled and opened her arms.
"C'mon, chicken."
Maureen shivered and stood. Carol was sexy. "Okay, but if I want to stop, we stop." She moved into Carol's open arms.
"Whatever you say, honey," she purred. She closed her arms around Maureen's trembling body. "Loosen up."
Maureen felt Carol's warm, yielding body press against her. Her knees weakened and she sighed. "Ooooo, Carol. I'm a nervous wreck."
"You feel like a virgin, huh?" She swayed to the soft music, holding Maureen close. "I felt the same way."
Tentatively, Maureen put her arms around Carol. Carol's flesh was warm and silky to the touch. Her heart pounded in her ears. "I feel funny," she whispered.
"Mmmmm, you feel good," Carol purred in her ear. "Remember when the boys did this in school?" She dropped her hands and cupped Maureen's ass through the terry robe and squeezed.
Maureen giggled nervously. "I slapped them."
"So did I. Now I'm sorry I did." She pressed Maureen tight in her arms and licked her pink tongue over Maureen's ear. "Take off your robe. It's a lot more fun when you dance naked." She released Maureen and stepped back, her dark eyes glowing with passion.
Maureen froze. She had never stripped in front of another woman. Goose bumps broke out all over her flesh and her face reddened. "Maybe we should stop," she said softly.
"Don't be chicken. I'll bet you weren't chicken with Gary."
Maureen smiled sheepishly. "I sucked him off right on the beach."
"I would have liked to have seen that," Carol said, getting hotter by the second. "Take off your robe. Pretend I'm a guy."
"You're too beautiful and sexy to be a guy," Maureen said.
"I'll do it first." Carol quickly flipped off her bikini top and tossed it on the floor. "See, it doesn't bother me."
Maureen gulped. Carol's tits were even bigger than her own. Her blue eyes popped and misted over with a film of passion.
Carol saw the lust in Maureen's eyes and pressed. She hooked her fingers into her bottoms and tugged them down over hips. They dropped to her ankles and she stepped out of them. "Now you, sexy. Let's see what enticed Gary away from the lifeguard stand."
Maureen gawked at Carol's luscious body. Contractions attacked the spongy depths of her pussy. Her nipples scraped against the terry material and she felt a need to get the annoying robe off.
"C'mon," Carol taunted. "Let's see if you're really a blonde."
"I'm a blonde all right," Maureen sighed. Trembling, she undid the knot in the sash. Her robe opened, exposing some of her creamy, tanned flesh.
"I want more than a peek," Carol gulped, eying Maureen. "Take it off."
Taking a deep breath and throwing caution to the wind, Maureen allowed her robe to slip to the floor. Hot tremors swept through her cunt as she saw the lust on Carol's face. It was exciting. She could turn on anyone but Dave. She brought her hands down her flat belly and curled her fingers through her blonde cunt hair.
"See? All blonde."
"Ooo, I see all right," Carol gasped. "You're gorgeous. You make that other woman look like a boy."
The compliment fed Maureen's damaged ego and swelled her chest. "You don't look like a boy either," Easily, she went into Carol's open arms. "Oooo, God, I'm creaming."
"You'll do more than cream," Carol promised as she rubbed her overripe tits into Maureen's fleshy tit globes. "We're going to do it all this afternoon."
Sizzling sensations rippled over Maureen's hot flesh as she rubbed her body into Carol's eager frame. "God, you feel so soft and sexy."
"You ever suck your own tits?" Carol giggled as her hands roamed Maureen's golden flesh.
"When I was a kid," Maureen admitted. "I used to get so damn horny. I'd suck my tits and finger-fuck myself until I creamed."
"Now you can do it to me," Carol moaned. "Let's get on the floor."
Slowly, the two naked women melted to the floor. Their hands, anxious and frenzied, explored and caressed each other's hidden delights. Tits rubbed into tits. Their thighs sought out each other's cunt meat and found it. Cream flowed from their pussies. Their thighs became soaked in the warm juices.
"Oh, Carol," Maureen gasped. "I'm burning up."
"I can feel it," Carol sighed. "You're soaking my leg." She jammed her thigh up against Maureen's pussy.
Maureen went into spasms. She humped wildly on Carol's leg, mashing her clit into the silky softness of her flesh. "Jesus... it's so fantastic."
Carol wriggled out of Maureen's arms. "My husband tells me my pussy never stops flowing. Let me drench you in juice."
"All over me?" Maureen panted, wanting to be bathed in the brunette's hot cream. She was shaking, passion running rampant through her body. She smiled dreamily. "Give me a bath."
"I will," Carol promised. "I'll get you sticky with cream, then I'll suck out your asshole and cunt."
"Ooooo, stop talking and do it!" Maureen allowed her lust to envelop her. She writhed on the floor. "Do it, Carol."
Carol, drunk with lust, licked her lips. "Then you do it to me." She straddled Maureen's eager body and rubbed her juicy cunt over Maureen's bulging tits, soaking them in the sweet cream that constantly oozed from her cunt hole.
Maureen panted and her blue eyes feasted on the luscious woman above her. "Your juice is so warm." She reached up and eagerly fondled Carol's massive tits. "Your tits... so soft... and so big!"
Carol laughed drunkenly and wriggled her hips. She crushed Maureen's tits and creamed them. "Mmmm, this is fun." She slid up, presented Maureen's scarlet face with her pussy. "Give it a kiss, honey. Kiss my pussy!"
Maureen swooned, gazing hungrily up between Carol's parted thighs. A red glistening pussy gash stared back at her. "Ooo, Carol!"
"Kiss it, Maureen. Taste your first pussy." She slowly lowered her cunt to Maureen's open mouth.
Maureen went insane. She grabbed Carol's hips and pulled, slamming the brunette's pussy against her mouth. In a darting stab, she plunged her tongue into the steamy gash of Carol's pussy.
"Ah!!!!!" Carol wailed, grinding her cunt against Maureen's mouth. "Ooooo, shit!" She almost succumbed. "Noooo!" She pulled off, panting and gasping for air. "Not yet. I want to stay crazy until I'm done with you."
Maureen licked her lips. "Let me suck you. You're delicious. Please." She couldn't believe her own words. She was begging for a pussy! "Please, Carol."
"When I'm done with you," Carol sighed. "Christ, you almost got me off." She wriggled down, leaving a wet, scalding path of pussy cream. "I like to torment myself."
The taste and heat of Carol's pussy burned into Maureen's brain. Through glassy blue eyes, she watched as the horny brunette slithered down her body. Her body was in spasm and she blinked rapidly, waiting for Carol to do something.
Carol straddled one of Maureen's legs. "Ooooo, shit." She rocked back and forth, her tits heaving as she sucked air into her lungs. "This is even better than before."
"Eat me," Maureen begged, needing relief from the raging passion that engulfed her. "Eat my cunt."
"Soon," Carol moaned. She inched down, humping her cunt into Maureen's knee. "I'm going to fuck your toes." She laughed. She was crazy, hot and getting hotter by the second.
"Jesus Christ!" Maureen wailed. "You're crazy!" It excited her, but she didn't believe the sexy brunette.
"Watch me," Carol gasped, gliding her cunt down Maureen's calf. She wiggled her ass against Maureen's foot. "I'm gonna cum on your toes."
On her back, her eyes wide and glassy, Maureen stared. Her eyes followed every erotic move. "Do it," she moaned, getting into the craziness of it. "Fuck my foot." She wriggled her toes against Carol's ass. "Hump me."
Carol giggled and lifted her rump. Concentrating, she lowered her inflamed pussy onto Maureen's foot. "Wiggle your toes."
Maureen did and saw a flood of lust mask Carol's face. "Christ, you're all squishy."
"I know," Carol moaned, jamming down hard and capturing Maureen's toes. "I'm gonna cream, honey. Watch me."
Wide-eyed and insane with desire, Maureen gaped as Carol humped. She used her toes and enjoyed Carol's crazed, whimpering gasps as they gushed from her open mouth.
"I'm creaming," Carol squealed. "All the fuck over your toes!" She jerked, tits shaking, ass humping, pussy drenching Maureen's foot.
Twisting and writhing, with Maureen keeping her toes twitching, Carol climaxed. "Ooo! Unnnn!" She swayed. Her head tossed from side to side. "I'm falling! Aghhhh!" She tumbled over, writhing like a bitch in heat as the climax did little than make her more crazy.
For a second, Maureen was stunned. Then she blinked herself from her stupor. Her body was on fire and she needed relief quick. "Eat me, Carol. Eat me before I lose my mind!"
Dazed and burning up with lust, Carol crawled between Maureen's long legs and leered hungrily at the inviting red pussy she was about to devour. "I never fucked a foot before," she moaned, taking deep breaths as she focused more clearly on the wet, sopping blonde pussy. "You have to try it."
Maureen was in no condition to talk. She whimpered like a baby and rotated her hips, her soft ass cheeks thumping on the carpet. "Suck my cunt hole. Christ!"
Carol brought her mouth to the puffy folds of Maureen's pussy. The scent had her head reeling. Extending her tongue as far as possible, she lapped it up from the crack of Maureen's ass, over her gaping pussy hole, and along the blood-gorged clit. Warm, sudsy pussy juice saturated her tongue.
"Oooo, yesss," Maureen squealed. "Do it! Do it again!" She writhed in joy, twisting her hips erratically.
Carol brought her lips tight against Maureen's cunt and washed her face in the bubbling juice that flowed from her pussy hole. "Mmmmmm, delicious," she gurgled, her face flush against the steamy gash of Maureen's pussy. "Mmmmmm!"
Maureen's ass thumped against the carpet, her blue eyes gazing hotly at the ceiling. She brought her frenzied hands up and mauled her own tits roughly, experiencing the joy of pain and pleasure that excited her beyond belief. "Tongue me, Carol. Ream out my pussy."
Carol moaned as the juices from Maureen's pussy soaked her face, making it wet and slippery. She opened her mouth, allowed the syrupy juices to flow over her lips and tongue. Excitement built inside her pussy and she whimpered as Maureen ground her cunt into her mouth.
"Tongue me, you bitch! Tongue-fuck me!" Maureen was out of her mind and loving every moment of being licked by another woman. "Bitch! Bitch! Tongue-fuck me!"
Like an animal dining on a meal of raw meat, Carol obliged the screaming blonde. She gripped Maureen's wriggling hips and plunged her tongue into her scalding, hot cunt. Fast darting stabs explored the pulsing wetness of Maureen's oozing pussy gash.
Maureen bucked from the floor. She jammed her against Carol's mouth, mashed her clit into Carol's teeth. "Bite! Bite me!" she screamed.
Instead, Carol sucked. Warm puffy cuntlips filled her mouth. Buttery pussy cream filled her throat. Her hands skimmed Maureen's rotating hips and gripped the cheeks of her firm ass. She squeezed and sucked harder.
"AMU!" Maureen squealed. "You're sucking out my cunt." She twisted her hips. Carol's nails were scratching at her ass and the pleasure and pain were unbearable and wonderful at the same time. She began to scratch and knead her own tits more roughly, adding to her pleasure. "Bite me! Ooooo... please!"
Carol wasn't ready to oblige the screaming blonde yet. She tongued Maureen's cunt hole, jabbing her tongue deep, tickling the sensitive walls of her pussy. She pressed tighter against Maureen's pussy and suckled the velvety lips as hot cunt cream flowed over her mouth.
Maureen's hips twisted. She humped up. Her back arched and her neck strained. "Bite me, you fuckin' bitch! Bite my clit!" She was shaking, her orgasm eluding her as Carol's mouth keep her hovering at the peak. "Bite me. Make me cum! Ooooo... please!"
Carol fed on Maureen's cries of passion. It turned her into a beast. This time when she sucked Maureen's pussy lips into her mouth, she chomped viciously on the swollen folds, making Maureen scream in a blend of ecstasy and suffering. She did it again and again, each time harder, until Maureen was babbling incoherently.
"My clit! My clit!" Maureen mashed her pussy into Carol's teeth. She needed the friction on her clit. It was destroying her mind. "My clit... please!" She knew if Carol didn't get her off she would go crazy.
Carol sucked hard, chewed even harder. She found Maureen's blood-filled clit and attacked it with a vengeance.
"Yeahhhh!" Maureen roared. "Oh, yesss!" She bucked and humped, almost tearing her clit from her body. Carol's teeth were taking her into bliss.
Carol clamped her teeth hard on the exposed sex button. She whipped her tongue over the tip, then sucked it, bracing herself at the same time for Maureen's explosive orgasm.
"I'm aiming," Maureen wailed, welcoming her orgasm with open arms. "I'm aiming!" Her entire body felt as if it were on fire. Orgasms, hot and intense, ripped through her empty pussy. Carol's teeth and tongue were giving her the orgasm of her life. "Harder! Bite harder!"
Carol obeyed and chomped viciously on the sensitive clit. She clawed Maureen's ass cheeks and found her asshole. She raked the wrinkled hole, adding fire to Maureen's already devastating climax. Hot cum, gushing from Maureen's cunt, flowed over Carol's chin and down her neck. She shook her head and Maureen's screams pierced the air.
Maureen's back arched. Her head snapped from side to side, facial features screwed up in distorted ecstasy. She pounded the floor with her fists, clamped her thighs tight, and held Carol prisoner as Carol's teeth held her clit prisoner.
Carl bore the brunt of Maureen's fury and enjoyed every exquisite second. She lashed her tongue over Maureen's pulsing clit, then sucked it, then chewed it, blending the mixture of overwhelming sensations into one long, tremendous orgasm.
Head snapping from side to side, fists pounding, and hips jerking wildly, Maureen creamed over and over again. The muscles in her cunt contracted. Hot cunt cum flowed like a river from her gaping pussy hole. She felt as if she were on fire. Her tits floundered as she gasped for air, jiggling with each gasping breath, bouncing with each wild contortion.
"Oh, Carol!" Maureen slammed into the brunette's face. "Oooo, I can't stop!" She twisted her hips and ground her clit through Carol's clenched teeth. "Oooo... it's... " She shuddered. The room began to spin and her words turned to senseless whimpers and grunts.
Carol worked her mouth feverishly over Maureen's hot, climaxing pussy. Cunt juice filled her mouth, her nose, and her throat. She ravaged Maureen's pussy with her teeth, her ass with her talon-like nails. A spasm, a shudder, and then nothing told Carol Maureen had finished. She took one last suck and Maureen sobbed.
"No more," Maureen cried. "I'm done... finished... dead."
Carol brought her juice-soaked face out from between Maureen's thighs. She smiled, her own passion seething like an inferno below the surface. "I'll make us a drink, then it'll be your turn."
"I need a drink," Maureen panted, "and I'm looking forward to torturing you like you tortured me."
"So am I," Carol giggled as she stumbled into the kitchen on wobbly legs.
CHAPTER FOUR
"It was a great meal," Maureen said. "I was famished."
Carol winked. "We worked up one hell of an appetite this afternoon."
"I can't remember when I've had so much fun. First this morning with Gary, then with you." She shook her head. "I think all of this sex will make me crazy."
"You'll be crazy if you don't get it," Carol quipped. "You sure you don't want to go to that lounge I was telling you about at dinner?"
"I don't think so, Carol." She opened the door to her cottage. "I'm going to change and walk along the beach tonight and sort out my feelings."
"You don't know what you'll be missing. Some well-hung studs show up every night. I know my tongue is good, but a cock is ten times better."
"I know," Maureen said. "I'm just not used to all this sex. You have to remember, today's the first time I've stepped out of line and cheated on Dave."
"If you change your mind, you know where to find me." Carol leaned over and brushed her lips against Maureen's cheek. "Maybe you'll get lucky on the beach."
"See ya," Maureen said as she went inside and plopped into a chair.
Her eyes drifted to the phone and she reached over and grabbed it. She needed to talk to Dave, to hear his voice. Things were getting out of hand. She dialed his office and waited. There was no answer after ten rings. Angrily, she slammed the phone back. It jangled in protest.
"You bastard!" she muttered. Carol's words came screaming back to her haunt her. "The bastard is cheating," she mouthed as she stormed from the room. "Rotten fuckin' bastard!"
She tore off her dress and rummaged through the closet. "I'll fuck myself blind tonight," she vowed as she slipped on a silky wrap-around skirt. She tied the silk sash then yanked a flimsy, see-through top from the dresser. With her tits bouncing under the sheer top, she stomped from the house.
The sun was down, the moon full and bright, casting shadows as Maureen made her way angrily to the beach. She stood on top of the dunes and caught her breath. A cool ocean breeze whipped her skirt around her legs, whispering up and caressing her bare crotch. "Mmmm, do I like that."
Breathing deeply, she watched as two surfers rode the waves. Cool night air swirled around her billowing tits, caressing her warm flesh through her thin top. Her nipples swelled with renewed passion.
Barefoot, she walked along the cool sand, the fine grains squishing between her toes. She stopped at the water's edge, letting the waves run up over her feet. It sent a shiver down her back.
One of the surfers saw Maureen standing at the shoreline. He paddled over to his buddy. "Get a look at that blonde bitch, Jack."
Jack straddled his board and looked where his friend, Tony, was pointing. "A dynamite blonde." He grinned. "Maybe she'd like to take in a wave."
"Or ride my cock for about an hour," Tony said, laughing. He waved, hoping Maureen would wave back.
Maureen smiled at the two men and waved enthusiastically. Her tits bounced under her top. "Maybe," she mused aloud, "I just might have more fun than Carol tonight." She giggled, hoping the two men would come out of the water.
"Shit, man," Tony said. "I'm going in and meet that bitch."
"I'm right behind you." Both paddled quickly, catching a wave and riding it into shore.
Maureen's heart pounded. "Two men," she said. "God!" She shivered in anticipation.
"Hi," Tony said, a wide, handsome grin on his face. "You all alone?" He tossed his board up on the beach, his dark, brooding eyes skimming Maureen's body.
"I was until now," Maureen purred, her eyes darting from one handsome man to the other. "I'm Maureen." Her body tingled as both men ogled her openly.
"I'm Tony and this is my buddy, Jack."
Jack nodded, his pale blue eyes focused on Maureen's large tits. A shot of passion rifled through his groin as he saw the outline of her swollen nipples through the sheer material. He ran his hand through his sandy blond hair.
Maureen was enjoying the attention of the two men. "Aren't you two kind of old to be surfing? I thought only teenagers did it."
"Hell. We're on vacation. We do what we want." Tony's voice was low and hungry as he imagined Maureen sprawled out in the sand with her legs spread. "How about you?"
"I do what I want, too," she said, her voice candy-coated. "Is it hard riding one of those things?" She pointed to their surfboards.
"Easy as pie," Jack said. "You want to try it?"
"I'd like to," she said, "but I'm not wearing a suit."
The moonlight sparkled in her hair and the cool breeze whipped her skirt open for a brief second, baring her long, tanned legs. "You got any suggestions?"
"I got one," Tony said. "It's night, no one's around. How about stripping?"
"Sounds like fun, but I'm kind of shy." She was getting excited. The idea of stripping and going in the water with them had her reeling.
"You don't have to be shy around us." Jack grinned and curled his fingers around her slim wrist. He pulled her close, looking deep into her blue eyes.
"Mmm, I like my men strong." She pressed against his bare chest, mashing her tits into him. "Will you teach me?"
Her perfume filled his head and the soft eagerness of her body caught him off guard. "You're dynamite, baby."
She laughed deep in her throat and squirmed out of his grasp. "You're getting me all wet."
She brushed her hands down over her tits, making them jiggle as her hands slid off. She looked at Tony. "You two better make sure I don't drown."
Boldly, she untied the slim sash that held her skirt around her waist. It billowed free as a breeze caught it. Her blue eyes danced as she saw the amazement on their faces as they stared wide-eyed at her long legs and bared pussy.
"Do I shock you?"
"Not at all, baby," Tony growled. "Get the top off and you'll be ready." He couldn't keep his eyes off her blonde snatch.
"A natural blonde too," Jack said, his cock throbbing in his tight trunks.
"A hot, natural blonde," she giggled, slipping her top off and baring her tits to the delight of both men. "How do I look?"
"Fantastic!" the two men said in unison. "Absolutely fantastic."
"I hope I'm not the only one swimming naked tonight." She stared at them, boldly challenging them to strip.
"It's the only way to swim," Tony said, pulling down his trunks. He kicked them off, his cock, rigid and long, stuck out menacingly from his groin. "I hope you're not disappointed with what you're staring at."
Maureen sighed, a need to be desired in her eyes. "Not with what you're hauling around between your legs." She looked at Jack. "We're waiting for you."
"Not for long." He had his trunks off in a flash. "I just hope you're woman enough for the two of us."
"Let's just hope you're enough for me." She took their hands and led them into the water. She was going all the way and didn't care anymore about anything except satisfying the gnawing hunger in her pussy that had raged untended for too long. "Let's have us a swim."
The water was warm and her insides were steaming. "This is fantastic," she laughed as the waves crashed against her. "God, I feel like a kid." She released their hands and dove in, making sure they got a good look at her tight ass as she cut into the water.
"We're gonna make her cry uncle tonight," Tony said. "Right, good buddy?"
"You ain't shittin'," Jack agreed as Maureen bobbed to the surface.
She faced them, the water keeping her tits bobbing on the surface like twin buoys. She closed her eyes, reveling in her depravity, thriving on it. "Don't just stand there," she gasped. "Play with my tits!"
The two horny men stepped close. Each gripped a plump, buoyant tit. They kneaded her soft, pliant tittie meat as she whimpered her pleasure. Hands dipped below the surface of the water, fondling her ass and hips. She whimpered louder, over the splashing of the waves.
"Oh, I'm in heaven," she sighed. She reached down, grabbed their cocks and squeezed. "You're both so hard and big." She spread her legs, enjoyed the feel of the hands as they mauled her ass and fingered her cunt.
"You ever fuck in the ocean?" Jack rasped.
She shook her head and squirmed. Her blue eyes opened, focusing first on Jack then Tony. "I thought you two were going to teach me how to ride the waves."
"Riding our cocks sounds like more fun," Tony said. He pulled her into his arms. His cock pressed against her belly.
"I think you're right." She rolled her hips and wrapped her arms around him, mashing her tits into his chest. "Mmm, you feel so good."
Jack came up behind her, crushing her between them. His cock jabbed into the cheeks of her ass. "You're all woman, baby," he growled, chewing on the nape of her neck. "All woman."
She dined on the compliments and attention like a starving animal. "You two guys have me crazy." She squirmed between them. Giggling, she lifted her legs and wrapped them around Tony's waist. She wriggled. "Stick it in me."
Tony held her, his cock jabbing against her cunt. "Stop squirming, baby." He eased her down, his bloated cock finding the entrance to her steamy pussy.
"Ooooo, it's in me," she cried out. "Oooo, Christ, I'm getting fucked in the ocean!" She wriggled her hips and mashed her tits into Tony's face.
The heat of her cunt was fabulous. Tony's prick throbbed in her hot, sticky cunt hole. "You're like a furnace, baby." With the water making it easy, Tony plunged Maureen up and down on his cock, the water splashing between their excited bodies.
"I love it. I love it!" She squirmed, impaling herself on Tony's cock. She snapped her head around. "Play with my ass, Jack."
Jack mauled her jiggling ass cheeks. His prick was aching, needing the hole Tony was invading. "Let's get out of the water and get some real action going."
"Unnnn, what do you call this?" Maureen gasped, drunk with lust, not caring about anything but the prick buried in her pussy. She slammed her body down, rotating her hips. "You like that, Tony?"
"Yeah, baby, but Jack's right. Let's get the fuck up on land where we can enjoy ourselves right."
Maureen laughed. She was having the time of her life. All restraint had evaporated. She was an animal seeking only pleasure. She swayed and Tony toppled.
Sputtering, she came to the surface. She combed her wet hair from her face. Looking at both men, she shook her tits lewdly. "I hope you guys will suck them for me." She took their hands. "C'mon."
They left the ocean, their bodies wet, glistening under the full moon. Both men anticipated the heat of Maureen's pussy. Maureen was shivering, glancing first at one cock then the other.
"Oooo, God," she moaned, dropping their hands. She ran from the water. Tits shaking, ass jiggling, she shuffled through the cool sand and threw herself on her skirt. "C'mon, fuckers. Show me what you can do." She spread her legs and waited.
With both men standing above her, she gazed up, swooning as she stared at their long, thick cocks. "You both look so delicious." She giggled and pulled herself up. She took one cock in each hand and stroked them.
"You guys wanna a fast suck?" Without waiting for an answer, she brought her wet, shining lips to Tony's cock and gave the head a loud, wet kiss.
Tony groaned, grabbed her hair and slammed his prick into her throat. "Chew it up, baby."
Maureen struggled, gasping as she pulled her mouth from his cock. "Don't be so greedy," she moaned. She turned to Jack. "Lay in the sand and I'll suck you."
Jack dropped beside her, his prick jabbing the night air like a tower. "It's all yours."
Maureen licked her lips like a greedy child. She crawled between his legs and presented Tony with her ass. "Since you're so rough, you can fuck me." She wiggled her ass. "I like it rough in my pussy."
"You'll get it," Tony vowed. "Hard and rough." He dropped to his knees behind Maureen, his cock swinging between his legs like a tree trunk. He grabbed the thick base of his prick and dragged it through her sopping cunt gash.
Maureen went into spasms. Her entire body twitched. "Oooo, tease me, Tony. Tease me!"
Jack lunged up, his cock brushing against her mouth. "Suck it, whore."
"Ooo, I like that name," she sighed. She opened her mouth and enveloped the head of Jack's cock. She sucked deep, drawing in her cheeks. "I'm a cock-sucker too," she moaned, pulling her mouth off Jack's prick. "A cocksucking whore."
"Then do some cock-sucking," Jack groaned, wanting her mouth back on his prick.
"Don't be so impatient," she whispered. "I'll suck you." She turned her head and looked back at Tony. "Ram it, fucker. Ram it deep." She focused on Jack. "Watch my face while your buddy fucks me."
Tony parted Maureen's cuntlips with his cockhead, burying it in the sweet, juicy hole. Heat from her spongy insides seared through his shaft and rumbled the churning cum in his nuts. His hands grasped her hips and ass, thumbs parting the cheeks, exposing her tight, wrinkled ass crack.
"Do it, Tony!" She wriggled her ass, swooning as his teasing cockhead sent shivers down her spine. "All the way!"
"Christ, Tony," Jack roared. "Fuck her!" He jabbed up, mashing his prick against her grinning face.
Tony lunged forward, driving his cock in to the root. Hot cunt muscles closed tightly around his cockshaft. Creamy juice greased it for action. "Tight, baby," he groaned. "Tight and hot!"
"Ohhh," Maureen wailed. "Oooo, Tony!" She rocked under the slamming drive of his cock, leering into Jack's face. "He's in me. Oh, my God!"
Jack gazed at the lust on Maureen's face, saw her expression twist in agonizing pleasure. His eyes flowed over her contorted features, her swaying tits, then back to her face. "Eat me now," he groaned, craving the wet heat of her mouth.
Maureen gurgled incoherently. Her blue eyes rolled up into her skull and she swayed. Dizzy with passion, she jammed back against Tony's cock. She was delirious.
Tony grinned viciously. He looked at his buddy sprawled out on the sand. "I'll make her howl." He slammed into her cunt, pounding her with hard, drilling thrusts. "You like that, bitch?" He stopped, his cock primed, ready to explode.
"Don't stop," she pleaded. "Fuck me!" She stared drunkenly at Jack. "Tell him to fuck me! Please!"
Jack was enjoying her agony. "Tease the whore, Tony. Make her beg for it."
"You got it, buddy," Tony snickered. "Beg, bitch. Beg for my cock!"
Maureen lowered her head and sank her teeth into Jack's thick cock. She snarled like an animal and chewed her way up his shaft with hard snipping bites.
"Owww," Jack roared, twisting in the sand as Maureen devastated his cock. "Owwww, Christ, whore!"
Maureen pulled her mouth off. "I'll bite it the fuck off unless you tell your buddy to fuck me!" She sneered and bit his cock again.
"Owwww! Fuck her, Tony. Christ before she ruins me for life."
Tony bellowed with laughter. "Serves you right."
Maureen turned her head. "Please, Tony. Fuck me. Get me off. I'm going crazy!" She was sobbing deliriously, shaking with lust.
Tony's balls were rumbling too much to continue tormenting Maureen. He lurched forward, drilling his cock into Maureen's steamy cunt gash. "Baby," he moaned. The heat from her pussy spread through his prick and ignited the churning cum in his nuts. "No stopping now!" He plowed hard, his wet groin slapping against the cheeks of her ass.
Maureen's head twisted and her mouth opened. Drool oozed from her lips. "Oooooo, Jack. He's fucking me! Ooooooo, make it happen! Oooooo... please!"
She jammed back and met his lunging thrusts, twisted her hips in a tight frantic circle. "More, fucker! More!"
Jack lay on his back, watching them. It was the most fantastic thing he had ever seen. "Cream her, Tony! Make her scream!" He humped, banged his cock against her drooling mouth. Spit dribbled down his prick shaft.
Maureen went wild. She rocked under Tony's pounding drives. His cock filled her squishy cunt, stretching the spongy muscles. She felt his balls slapping against her thighs. Her nipples felt as if they would burst before she creamed.
"Faster! Faster!"
Tony's face raged with the passion that was rumbling in his nuts. He pumped his cock in and out at blinding speed. His eyes glowed as he parted her ass and watched his prick slice into her gooey ooze.
"Cum, bitch. Cream my cock!"
Each lunge of Tony's cock brought her closer. She gazed at Jack, spittle dripping from her panting mouth. "I'm gonna cum, Jack. I'm gonna cum all over your buddy's cock."
Jack watched her face twist in bliss. He stretched, grabbed her tits and pulled. His prick was ready to burst. "She's ready, buddy. Ready to go!"
"So am I, buddy," Tony roared, cutting through her soupy pussy gash and burying his prick. "Ready to cream her cunt hole!"
"Do it, Tony," Maureen squealed. She liked hearing the two men talk about her as if she were a slab of meat. "Cum, fucker. Cum!"
Tony's cock swelled with blood. His humping hips drove his prick in and out of her pulsating pussy. He was ready.
Maureen sensed it. She tried to hold back, but couldn't. "I'm aiming," she screamed. "Cuming... ooooo... Christ!" She almost collapsed under Tony's slamming body and the intensity of her own orgasm.
"She's creaming," Jack howled, watching her twist and jerk above his cock. "She looks fantastic!"
Tony knew she was creaming. His cock was buried in the stormy vat of cushiony cunt muscles that were attacking his shaft and drenching it in scalding cum. Hot clinging cunt walls closed tight, pulsed, milked his cock. It was too much. His balls could no longer contain his bubbling jizz. His nuts exploded.
"Yessss," she screeched. "Cum!" Her eyes popped as the first jet spray of Tony's cum squirted into her pussy. "I feel it! Ooooo, do I!"
"I'm aiming!" Tony roared, plowing his cock into Maureen's orgasmic pussy. "I'm cuming!" Lightning jabs skewered her squishy cunt, filled it with hot wads of thick cum. His balls swung like heavy weights, slapping against her quivering thighs as he lunged into her pussy.
"We're creaming, Jack! Creaming all the fuck over everything!" She was insane. Her eyelids fluttered as she tried focusing on a grinning Jack. She jerked her head, her blonde hair swishing like a wet silk whip over her crimson face. "More, fucker! More!"
She trembled under Tony's thrusts, shook as his cock flooded her pussy with cum. Her tongue hung from her mouth and her eyes bulged. "All of it, Tony! Every drop!"
Tony had the same thought. Hot spurting loads of cum drenched her cunt. It gushed from her puffy folds as he slammed into her gooey insides. Cum drooled down his nuts and the backs of Maureen's thighs. His fingers tightened on her soft flesh. His face froze in a mask of lust. Teeth bared, neck muscles tight, he pounded her supple body over and over again.
With Jack mangling her tits, Tony mauling her ass, and his cock slicing hard into her cunt. Maureen shrieked, a hard jolt ripping through her pussy. Her elbows gave out and she crashed on top of Jack's lean frame. His cock jabbed against her. Whimpering, she contorted and twisted her hips as the intensity of her orgasm eased.
Jack drove hard into her pussy. One spurt after another shot from his pisser. A racking spasm hit him in the gut and he groaned. "It's... all over, bitch." He pulled out of her cunt and dropped to the sand to catch his breath.
No longer capable of thinking straight, she pulled herself up again, staring at Jack. "It's time for you." Cum oozing from her pussy, she attacked Jack's cock with a vengeance and sucked him until he howled for her to stop.
She fell back on the sand, cum filling her mouth and pussy. She was dazed, her head reeling from the impact of what she had done.
She lay in the sand and watched as the two men went back into the ocean. Gathering her strength, she pulled herself up and found her skirt and top. Dressed, she stumbled home, her clothes and body covered with sand. She no longer thought rationally. She had gone too far and couldn't stop herself.
CHAPTER FIVE
Refreshed, the sand and cum washed from her body, Maureen raced her car down the ocean highway in search of the cocktail lounge Carol had mentioned. "The night is young and so am I," she shouted as the wind whipped through her blonde hair.
She spotted the neon lights and braked, squealing wheels as she pulled her tiny convertible into the parking lot. "Let's hope you're here," she said, cutting the motor. "We'll make it a night to remember." She giggled. It had already been a night to remember.
Heels clicking on the asphalt, she crossed the shadowy parking lot and went into the lounge. The air was cool, the lights low and sexy. Soft music filtered through strategically placed speakers. She squinted, peered through the darkness in search of Carol. Finally she gave up and sat at the bar.
"What are you drinking, beautiful?" the bartender asked, his eyes giving Maureen the once-over.
"Scotch on the rocks. Your best." She smiled. "Much action tonight?" She felt like a tramp instead of the quiet housewife she had been for so long-and she loved every second of it.
The bartender winked and poured her drink. "I get off in about an hour."
"Maybe I'll wait." She sipped her drink, feeling his eyes on her tits. "I'm looking for a friend of mine. Her name's Carol.".
"I usually don't get their names," he said. "Most of the women who come in here don't want themselves known."
Maureen giggled. "Horny housewives, huh?"
"You got it." He glanced at her hand and saw her wedding ring.
She saw him looking. "I'm in the same boat." She belted down half her drink. "My friend's got brown hair, tall, and tits bigger than mine." She took a deep breath, jutting out her swollen tits. "Does my description help?"
"It helped me," he said, his eyes bugging out at her large tits pushing against the terry top. He rubbed his crotch. "Maybe she'll show up later."
"I got all night." Maureen flicked her tongue over her lips, making them glisten in the sexy, subdued light. "How about another drink?" She slid her empty glass across the bar.
"Coming right up."
"Hi, sexy," Carol said throatily as she came up behind her friend. "I see you changed your mind."
Maureen spun around. "Carol! I was just asking about you."
"I see you found your friend," the bartender said. He set Maureen's fresh drink in front of her. "It's on the house." His eyes went straight for Carol's tits. "You were right." He winked at Maureen.
"I told you," Maureen giggled.
"What did you tell him?" Carol asked as she took the stool beside Maureen.
"I told him," she whispered, "your tits were bigger than mine."
Carol laughed and looked at the bartender. "Maybe I'll prove it some night, handsome."
"I'm counting on it." He grinned, leered at both women before going to wait on another customer.
"How would you like to make it a threesome tonight?" Carol asked.
"Sure. Got anyone in mind? The bartender's cute."
"I got me a lonely trucker back in one of the booths," Carol said. "I met him about an hour ago. He's dynamite. Want to join us?"
"Shit, yeah! Lead the way." Maureen slipped off the stool and took Carol's hand. "I'll tell you tomorrow about my night on the beach."
"He'll flip when he sees you." Carol led Maureen through a maze of empty tables toward the back of the lounge to a round booth padded in black leather. "This is my friend, Maureen," Carol said. "Maureen, meet Phil." She slipped into the booth.
"Hi, Phil," Maureen said as she slid in on the other side, squeezing close. "I hope you don't mind." She pressed her leg against his.
"Not at all," Phil said, enjoying the company of two sexy women. "The more the merrier." He speculated on the prospect of making it with the two of them.
"I hope you can say that when the sun comes up," Carol said, leaning close. She pressed her big, plump tit into his thick muscled arm and her tongue over his ear.
"I think I can manage." The prospect was getting better by the minute! he thought.
The bartender appeared and placed a fresh round of drinks on their table. "If you need anything, call." He left wishing he was the lucky trucker.
"Carol was telling me you drive a truck," Maureen said as she dropped her hand on his thigh. Carol's hand was already on his other one.
"Ever since I was eighteen." He took a long swallow of his drink. The mixture of the two perfumes and their kneading hands made his cock ache!
"You like fooling around with married women, Phil?" Maureen's hand moved boldly up his thigh.
"I don't mind at all." He draped an arm around Maureen and cupped her tit through her top. "Nice and plump."
"Ewww, you're kind of fresh," Maureen giggled. She squirmed on the seat, her pussy reacting quickly to Phil's massaging hand.
"What about me?" Carol sighed. "I met you first." She inched closer and squeezed his thigh. "Mmmm," she sighed, resting her head against him.
Phil brought his arm around and spanned Carol's mammoth globe of sweet, plump tittie meat. "I'm not playing favorites."
He leaned back, enjoying his good fortune. His hands milked their tits as he listened to their kitten-like purrs. His cock raged like a hot poker in his pants and all he wanted was to get to bed and fuck and fuck and fuck!
Carol's hand smoothed over the bulge in Phil's pants. "God, Maureen. He's hard as a rock!"
"Let me feel," Maureen whispered. She moved Carol's hand away and rubbed Phil's cock through his pants. "Damn! I'll bet it's a foot long."
"Almost," he groaned. "Let's get out of here and find a nice cozy bed."
"We got two cozy beds, right, Maureen?"
Maureen giggled softly. "Let's take out his cock."
"Christ," he rasped. "You two broads crazy?" His eyes darted around the lounge. It was dark and almost empty. He shrugged.
"Crazy to feel your cock," Carol said. Already her fingers were working frantically on his zipper.
"Hurry," Maureen whispered. "I'm creaming to feel his prick."
"Well, help me," Carol moaned, having trouble with the zipper. "Hold his pants."
Phil sat back and allowed the two horny women to do as they pleased. A few games, something to tell his buddies about, and then they'd find a nice warm bed to share.
Maureen squirmed in the booth. She worked her hand into his pants. "I'll get it," she sighed. Her fingers probed, found his throbbing piece of hard cockmeat. "Mmmm, I got it!"
"Take it out," Carol rasped, anxious to feel his boner. "Let me hold it."
Phil relaxed and grinned. A smile cracked his face. He knew his buddies wouldn't believe a word of what was going on. He moaned as two greedy hands circled his cock and squeezed.
Maureen giggled. She felt his thick cock throb in her hand. "It's so thick. God, Carol, I'm creaming."
"Me too," Carol moaned. She wrapped her fingers around the head of Phil's cock.
Phil jerked, driving his prick up through her grasping hands. "You broads are cock-crazy."
"I know," Carol purred. She released his prick and leaned against the soft, crinkling leather of the booth. Her back was to the front of the lounge. "How would you like me to open my blouse?"
Maureen's hand was all over Phil's cockshaft, kneading and squeezing. He nodded, his glazed eyes fixed on Carol's blouse. "Go ahead."
With Maureen and Phil both watching, she slowly undid the buttons on her blouse. Using her hands, she eased out both tits, shaking them lewdly. "Big, huh?"
"Jesus Christ!" he moaned. He stared at her tits. In the dim light her flesh seemed to glow, the nipples pinkish-blue.
"Touch me, Phil," Carol gasped, her breathing shallow and irregular. "Feel them." She trembled as Phil reached over and mangled one huge fleshy globe. "Ooooo, I'm so damn hot!"
Maureen was overwhelmed by Carol's blatant exhibition. She squeezed Phil's prick and felt a drop of jizz trickle down over her fingers. "You have him creaming," she whispered. "Me too." She remembered the taste of Carol's succulent tits. She wanted to get in on the act, but held back. On an empty beach, stripping was one thing, but in a public bar! It boggled her mind.
"Why don't you jerk him off?" Carol said. "Do it while he plays with my tits." She looked at Phil. "Would you like that?"
"I'd like anything you two can dream up." He groaned as Maureen's fingers scratched playfully along his bloated cockshaft and sensitive tip.
Maureen leaned back and inched her skirt up her thighs, baring her pussy under the table. It was as bold as she could be. "Touch my pussy, Phil. Feel how wet and juicy I am."
"You two broads better keep your voices down or we'll all wind up in jail." He glanced over at the bar and spotted the smiling bartender. He waved back. No trouble with him, Phil thought. He reached down and found Maureen's silky thigh.
"My pussy, Phil," she sighed. "Touch my hot blonde pussy." She stared out into the bar. Her passion blurred her vision. "Inside me... oooo... you're getting there."
With his eyes and one hand on Carol's pulpy tit, Phil eased his other hand closer to Maureen's pussy. His fingers touched moist hair, skidded along the puffy lips of her juicy cunt. Jutting out of his pants, his cock throbbed. He knew if he didn't get some friction soon, he would cream without it.
"Don't tease, Phil. I'll knock the table over if you don't finger me." Maureen was shaking, his fingers exquisitely tantalizing.
Phil found her mushy pussy hole and jabbed three fingers into her. Her cunt muscles trapped him, pulsing against the invasion. "Baby, you're hot!"
"Unnnn," Maureen moaned, wiggling her ass and gently humping his fingers. An orgasm ripped through her pussy quickly, lifting her ass off the seat. She brought her hand to her mouth to stifle her moaning cries.
Phil didn't believe she was creaming. He knew it, but didn't believe it. Hot cum flowed into his palm and over his wrist. He jabbed, the position making his arm ache.
Carol's eyes popped. "Shit!" She swooned, enthralled with Maureen's face as she climaxed. She brought her hand to Phil's, making him squeeze her tit harder.
"Oh, God," Maureen whispered hoarsely as the orgasm left her as quickly as it had come. "I creamed." She was dazed, trembling in the booth as Phil eased his sticky fingers from her pussy.
"Now me, baby. Then let's get out of here and find someplace private."
"Whatever you want," Maureen sighed. She leaned against him, still shaken from her orgasm. She grabbed his cock, keeping her eyes on Carol's exposed tits and Phil's mauling hand.
"Nnnn, you got it," Phil rasped. He pawed Carol's tit, his eyes glassy and fixed on Carol's horny expression. "I'm gonna cream, then we leave."
"I'm dying to watch," Carol whispered, her own pussy contracting wildly against an empty channel. "Tell me all about it."
Maureen shifted her hand slowly up and down his throbbing shaft. "He's throbbing like crazy."
Phil moaned. His nuts were ready. The two horny women had him crazy. He leaned back in the booth and dropped his hand from Carol's flesh. He stared at Carol's oversized tits in the faint light of the cocktail lounge. He balled his fists.
"I'm ready," he rasped. "Ready. Unnnn!"
Maureen was in a swirling world of her own. Phil's giant cock had her insane. Her hand flew rapidly up and down his prickshaft. "Cum," she whispered. "Cream all over."
Phil buried his growling voice in his throat. His nuts erupted. A hot, squirming load of cum shot from his pisser. His face froze in a mask of lust. He jerked up, driving his cock through Maureen's fist, and shot another spraying load of jizz.
Maureen grabbed a napkin and dropped it over his spraying cock. "Jesus," she whispered. "God, is he aiming." He sprayed into the napkin, his cum dribbling down his shaft and coating Maureen's fingers.
"Oooo, Phil," Carol sighed. "You look so hot and excited." She cupped one tit and squeezed as a spasm racked her pussy. "I can't wait until we get you home."
Phil kept his fury buried. He sat rigid, Maureen's jerking fist doing all the work. He felt each squirt as it shot through his cock. He shuddered, his legs stiffening, almost knocking the table over.
Maureen heard the squishing as his cum drenched cock glided easily through her fist. "I think the bartender knows," she giggled. "Christ, I think we're all crazy."
"Unnnn," Phil groaned through clenched teeth. He jabbed up hard, spilling the drinks on the table then collapsing back in the booth. "Christ, stop, blondie! I'm finished."
Three more quick jerks and Maureen stopped. She eased her hand off and picked up the cum-soaked napkin. "God, look at this, Carol." She handed it to her friend.
Carol squeezed the napkin. "I hope there's more where this came from."
"Plenty," Phil said. He grabbed another napkin and wiped his cock. "Let's get the fuck out of here."
Carol buttoned her blouse and slipped out of the booth. She dropped the napkin on the seat. "Let's go."
Maureen wiped her hand and slipped out, too, following Phil and Carol toward the front door. "See ya," she waved to the bartender.
He shook his head and watched the trio leave. "He's gonna have one helluva night," the bartender said.
* * *
Dawn found Maureen staggering home from Carol's house. It had been a wild fucking party. Making it with Phil and Carol had been fantastic!
She stumbled into the cottage and dropped into bed, exhausted.
CHAPTER SIX
Maureen yawned and blinked. "Oh, Christ. Every bone in my body aches."
She rolled out of bed. The memories of the night before were hazy. She giggled and turned on the shower. "I don't believe the things I've done." She stared at her reflection in the mirror as she waited for the water to get hot. "You certainly have changed."
The warm water soothed her aching body. Sudsy soap turned her skin to silk. She tilted her head, the water spraying against her face. "Mmmm, what a night." She sprayed between her legs, rinsing Phil's cum from her pussy. The fine spray tingled against her clit, exciting her all over again.
"What's happening to me?" she gasped. She leaned against the shower stall, trembling. "I'm turning into a sex maniac." She shivered as the spray from the shower nozzle sent light tingling orgasms through her body. "God, will it ever stop?"
She forced herself to turn from the spray. Gasping, she hung the showerhead back in its groove. "So what?" she mouthed, stepping out of the shower. "Dave doesn't care. Why shouldn't I have all the fun I can? I'm not getting any younger."
She toweled herself dry and padded naked into the bedroom. She looked at the phone and thought about Carol. "I'll call her later." She used the hair dryer and turned her wet, blonde hair into a fluffy mass of thick curls.
"Now what will I do today?" she giggled, lying back on the bed. She caressed her body lightly, enjoying her own feathery touch. "Oh, Dave," she moaned. "Why couldn't it be like before?" Tears filled her blue eyes making them shine. "Damn... damn you, Dave!"
The phone rang, startling her. Her face brightened. She reached for it quickly. "Dave?"
"Sorry to disappoint you, honey. It's me. Tom."
"Maureen hid her anger. "Where's Dave?" she asked.
"He's with a client, making a big deal for our struggling little company."
"So why aren't you with him?" she snapped.
"I did all the preliminaries. Now it's up to Dave."
"I see," she said, no longer interested in keeping her disapproval to herself.
"He told me to give you a call," Tom explained, "and tell you he'll try to be there later today."
"Bull!" Maureen said. "I don't need a phone call." She toyed with the curly hairs of her blonde pussy. She didn't want to believe another one of Dave's empty promises.
"What do you need?" Tom said, picturing Maureen in his mind.
"What I need, Tom," she said, "is my husband's cock."
"Sounds like you're horny." A tremor shot through Tom's groin.
"Horny is an understatement," she said. "Dave spends more time with you than he does me." She closed her eyes and heard the quick intake of Tom's breath. A sly smile spread over her pouting mouth.
"He's been busy," Tom said, "defending Dave. He wants you to have the best money can buy."
"What I want," Maureen said, "is between his legs, not in his billfold." She heard Tom groan.
"I guess he has been neglecting you," Tom said.
She decided to play. There was no harm. "I'm lying here on the bed... all by myself and I don't have any clothes on. My body is on fire."
Tom sucked in his breath. She sounded hot and anxious, but he wasn't sure if she was teasing or serious. Years in business with Dave and year of wanting his sexy blonde wife, had made him leery. He didn't want to blow his partnership. Things were looking great for the future. But he didn't want to blow a chance to get between Maureen's legs, either.
"Maybe I can help," he said, his voice tight.
"I don't see how," she cooed. "You're just like Dave... all business. No wonder Marion divorced you. I should do the same to Dave." She brought her hand up and squeezed a plump tit.
Dave heard her sigh. "I'm not all business now," he suggested. "I've got all the time in the world."
"Don't tease, Tom. I'm too hot to be teased." She writhed on the bed. "Your voice is getting me hotter."
"Maybe I can do something about it," he said, treading softly, wanting her to suggest they get together.
"I wish you could, but you're in the city and I'm at the shore. I don't think your cock can stretch that far."
"How about me coming down for a few hours?" he said, his heart pounding. "We could get together before Dave shows up."
"Sounds like fun, Tom, but by the time you get here, I'd be gone. I can't wait that long." She paused. If only he were here in bed! "Besides, Dave will probably get here right after you and catch us. We couldn't have that happen."
Tom looked out at the sign on the road. Crandell Beach was only two miles away. He grinned triumphantly. "Will you be around for a while?"
"About an hour," she said sadly. "Then I'm going to the beach. I don't want to waste the entire vacation."
"See ya," Tom said, hanging up quickly.
He ran to his car and threw it into drive, his tires squealing as he pulled off the dirt shoulder and raced toward Crandell Beach and Dave's wife.
Maureen looked at the dead phone. "If you were here, I'd eat you alive." She giggled and dropped the phone back in its cradle.
She flung her legs over the edge of the bed. "Maybe I'll be good. Tom did say that Dave would be home later." She hauled herself up and grabbed her robe. "Shit, I'm kidding myself again. Something else will turn up more important than coming home to me." She headed to the kitchen for coffee.
Tom pulled his Mercury up in front of Maureen's cottage and cut the motor. "Today is the day," he said, a wide, happy smile on his face. "Ooo, Maureen, you don't know how bad I want you."
He opened the car door and climbed out, hurrying up the path to the cottage. He knocked and waited, excitement surging through his body. A quick glance at his watch told him he had plenty of time.
"Must be Carol," Maureen said. She threw her short terry robe over her bikini-clad body and hurried to the front door. "Tom!" She was truly startled. "I... I just talked to you only a few minutes ago. You were in the city with Dave."
Tom feasted his eyes on Maureen's long legs, imagining her exquisite body beneath the pink terry robe. His eyes settled on her beautiful face. "Surprised, huh?"
"How... how did you do it?" She was gawking, her heart fluttering.
"Aren't you going to invite me in?"
"Yes... yes. C'mon in." She stepped aside. "Can I make you some coffee?"
"Sure, I could use a cup right now. A drink would be better, but it's still a little early."
Maureen took his hand and led him out to the kitchen. "You still haven't told me how you got here so fast," she said, pouring him a cup of the steamy black brew.
"You're looking great, Maureen," he said, his eyes flowing over her body.
Maureen blushed and sat down across from him. "Are you going to tell me?" She felt nervous. Her blatant talk earlier on the telephone made her uneasy now. Making it with strangers was one thing, but Tom, Dave's best friend and business partner, was something else.
"I called from a few miles down the road." He grinned, admiring her openly. "I got done early and took a chance."
Maureen blushed again. "Those things I said on the phone... I was joking." She looked away from his gaze.
"It didn't sound like it to me," he said.
"I... just didn't think you'd show up."
"Come off it, honey. You've seen the way I've looked at you."
Maureen swallowed the lump in her throat. "I... don't... know, Tom."
"Sure you do," he pressed. "You said so on the phone. Better me than some stranger."
Nervously, Maureen stood. "I've got a friend down the road. Her name's Carol. You'd like her."
"I'm not interested in your friend. It's you I want, Maureen. I've wanted you for a long time." He held her slim wrist.
"What about Dave?"
"What about him? You said yourself he's too busy to take care of you."
She felt his strength. She was weakening. "I couldn't, Tom."
"Don't tell me you've been true to Dave since you've been here."
She turned away, the answer written all over her face. "It's different," she said feebly. "I couldn't with you."
Tom dropped her wrist and toyed with the ends of her sash. "You wearing anything under this?"
Her breath quickened. "Yes, my bikini." She was trembling, her eyes glued to his fingers.
"How about letting an old friend take a look. I've never seen you in a bathing suit." He had the knot open.
Maureen felt dizzy. "I'm nothing special," she said, her own insecurity welling up inside her.
"Let me be the judge of that." He opened her robe and a fist grabbed him in the gut. "Take it off."
Her breathing shallow and irregular, Maureen stepped back. The boldness of yesterday eluded her. Dave's neglect and Tom's knowledge of it made her feel old and unwanted. Strangers didn't know, didn't care. She stared at him.
"Come on, Maureen. Don't be shy."
"You might not like what I have," she said meekly. Her heart was pounding in her ears.
"Try me." His voice was husky. Her robe was partially open, exposing a hint of her magnificent body.
Trembling, Maureen slipped the robe off her shoulders. It dropped to the floor, a puddle of pink draped around her ankles. Her heart stopped as she looked for disapproval in his eyes.
Tom's eyes popped. "You're gorgeous," he rasped huskily. "Exquisite."
Maureen smiled shyly. Her flesh became dotted with goose bumps. "You really think so?" she panted. His openly appreciative gaze was turning her on. "You don't think I'm over the hill?"
"Nothing over the hill about you, Maureen." His prick ached in his pants.
"Then why does Dave ignore me?" She didn't move. His eyes held her. "You know how long it's been?" Her nipples swelled, the tips making impressions in her bikini top.
"Take off your top, Maureen." He wanted to grab her, but didn't, sensing her mood, knowing that a wrong move might send her running from the room.
"Oh, Tom," she sighed. She wanted him badly, but couldn't move. "I can't," she moaned. "You're Dave's friend."
"Think of me as a stranger who wants you." He didn't know how long he could hold back. He knew what she wanted-it was throbbing in his pants. "Forget about Dave and think of yourself."
"I have," she whispered. "Yesterday... " She stopped, unable to tell him the things she had done. At this moment they seemed unreal, a dream.
"I don't want to hear about what you've done. I want you. I can see you want me. Take off your top." His voice was low, hypnotic.
Shaking like a kid, she nodded. She needed his approval, his affection. Slowly, she unhooked her top and it came away in her hand. A hot flush swept over her body as her big tits bounced free. She sucked in her breath.
"Do you like them?"
"Oh, Christ, Maureen. They're gorgeous!"
Child-like, she posed. "Do they sag? Are they too big?" She cupped her tits, the rosy nipples swollen and painfully sore with passion.
"Dave has neglected you too long," he groaned, drinking in the sight of her fantastic tits. "They're perfect." He moistened his dry mouth. "Let me feel them."
"Oh, Tom." She stepped close, her tits aimed at his face. "I feel funny all inside." She trembled, waiting for him to touch her tits.
Tom brought his hands to her twin mounds of gorgeous tit flesh. He squeezed, she moaned. "Honey, they're so soft." He kneaded her flesh as she whimpered.
"Suck my tits, Tom. Please." She was quivering. His hands were igniting the fires in her pussy. "Get them wet with your mouth."
She swayed, waiting for the touch of his lips.
Tom brought his mouth to one large, swollen nipple. He flashed his tongue over the pointed tip. "Maureen. Unnnn." He sucked her nipple into his mouth.
"Ohhh, Tom."
Her head reeled. He wanted her, desired her, and it thrilled her. Her pussy muscles contracted wildly. Even though Tom knew Dave had shelved her for other things, Tom still wanted her. Her insecurity slowly melted away. If Tom could take off from business to appreciate her, she was sure she was still desirable. It swelled her head, made her dizzy.
Tom worked his eager mouth over both Maureen's tits, sucking, kneading, chewing. He turned her tanned tit globes a glistening pink. "Dave's crazy to neglect you," he moaned, taking his mouth from her tits for a brief moment. "Crazy as hell."
"Mmmm, Tom." She was floating on air. "I love what you're doing." She combed her fingers through his hair, pressing his mouth urgently against her sensitive flesh. "More, Tom. Chew them hard."
Tom did. He gobbled both tits. Loud slurping sucks and kneading fingers had Maureen trembling with desire.
"Oooo, Tom. Your mouth... mmmmm, so heavenly." She crushed his face into the fleshy meat of her tits. "Mmmm, heaven, Tom. Chew."
Tom chewed hard, making Maureen squeal with pleasure. His cock was aching in his pants. He licked between her tits. His hands skimmed her quivering body, touching, feeling, enjoying her soft, silky skin.
She pulled back. "Do I turn you on?" She was shaking, her blue eyes flashing, her tongue darting nervously over her lips.
"You have me crazy. Why don't you check?"
Maureen smiled dreamily and dropped to her knees. She rubbed his hard-on through his pants. "It feels hard," she cooed.
"Take it out, you'll see." He stared at her hand making circular motions on his crotch.
Maureen fumbled with his zipper, then fished inside his pants. She pulled out his prick. "I did this?" She was overjoyed.
"You do it every time I see you."
She was soaring on a cloud of air. Dave respected Tom's opinion and Tom found her desirable! She was elated.
"It's so nice and hard." She stroked his prick, mesmerized by its length and thickness. She licked her tongue over his cockshaft, wetting it. "Mmm, you taste good."
"Suck it, Maureen." He stroked her blonde hair. "Put it in your mouth."
Greedily, Maureen opened her mouth and sucked the head of Tom's cock between her lips. She swirled her tongue over the bloated head and through his pisser. She teased his pisser with the tip of her tongue, making him groan as she parted the tiny slit.
"Christ, Maureen. You'll rip it."
Maureen gurgled on her own spit and sucked, turning his words to groans. Her fingers flew up and down his prickshaft. Spit dribbled from her lips, keeping his cock wet and slippery for her stroking fingers.
She took her hands away and eased the head of Tom's cock along the roof of her mouth until it stretched her throat. Breathing hard through her nose, she pushed, taking Tom's thick cock in deep. With it throbbing in her mouth and gullet, she sank her teeth into the thick base. His pants and zipper were rough against her lips.
Tom's nuts almost exploded. He arched his back and lunged up from the chair. "Maureen, baby!" He dropped back with a thud as her mouth became a machine bobbing recklessly up and down his cock.
Maureen was determined to please and determined to prove to Tom that Dave was wrong. She wasn't over the hill. She was the best at what she did. Dave was a fool.
Gasping and breathing hard through her nose, she slammed down, mashing her lips against his pants and cramming her throat with cockmeat. She pulled back, dragging her teeth along his prickshaft until they banged against the ridge of his bell-shaped cockhead. She repeated it again, picking up speed until she felt he was ready to cum.
Gasping, her face red and her eyes sparkling, she yanked her mouth from his cock. "In bed, Tom. Take me to bed." She stood, wobbled. "Hurry."
Tom followed her through the house, his wet cock sticking out of his pants. He couldn't keep his hands off of her. By the time they reached the bedroom, he had her bikini bottoms down around her thighs.
"Ooo, Tom," she giggled. She danced to the bed and peeled the bottoms off. "How do you like my tan?" She spun around on her heel, giving Tom a fast look at her heart shaped ass.
"Get in bed." His voice was coarse, quaking with lust. He tore at his clothes, anxious to fuck his partner's wife.
Maureen writhed on the bed, her tits flopping, her hips rolling erotically. "Ooo, Tom, hurry." She watched him tear at his clothes. "See my pussy?"
Tom stopped for a moment, his pants and shorts around his ankles, his shirt on the floor. He leered at her pussy as she exposed the gaping red hole for his pleasure.
"Stick your cock right in here." She plunged her finger into her pussy and whimpered. She scooped out warm juices and sucked her fingers clean. "I'm delicious, too."
Frantic, he kicked at his clothes and jumped up on the bed. He climbed between her legs, staring at her writhing body, arms stiff, his cock aimed for her pussy. "You ready?"
She nodded. "You think I'm good enough? Dave doesn't think so."
"Shut up. Dave's crazy. You're great."
"Then stick it in me and prove it." She needed all the confidence building she could get.
Tom eased his hips forward. His cock parted the swollen folds of her cunt and was greeted with warm, buttery pussy cream to grease the rest of the way. "Wet, Maureen. Wet and ready."
Maureen swooned. The head of his cock stretching her pussy was wonderful. "All of it, Tom. Don't stop now." She wriggled her hips, anxious for him to plunge his prick into her no pussy. "Give it to me slow." She shuddered and waited.
Wanting to please, Tom eased his cock into her steamy vat of cunt juice slowly. "Unnnn," he groaned, fighting the urge to slam her hard. "Unnnn."
"Ooooo, Tom!" She was trembling. Her blue eyes held his gaze. "Now hard." She lunged up, met his thrust and collapsed back on the bed, her cunt stuffed with cock. "Oooo, wonderful."
Tom held his cock in deep and felt the pressure of her pussy as it pulsed against his cockshaft. "You're wild, baby," he moaned.
"Yes... wild and hot!" She rolled her hips and gave him a sizzling smile. "Pump, Tom. Make me happy."
Tom eased back against the pulling muscles of her cunt then drove hard, slamming his cock to the hilt.
"Oooo, yes. More, Tom. Do it again!"
"Yeah, baby!" He withdrew his prick, watching the anguish on her face. Taunting her, he waited until she whimpered. Then he drilled his cock into her squishy cunt hole and jerked his hips.
Maureen squealed, clawing his chest with her nails. "Unmmm, Tom! Tom!" She writhed beneath him, her tits floundering, the nipples swollen and sore. "Pump me. Oooo. Fast and hard!"
Tom was losing all control. He slammed her soft, supple body back into the bed and ground his frame into hers. His cock plunged deep, making her eyes widen in bliss. Again and again, he plummeted her eager body, picking up speed with each lunging thrust.
Maureen welcomed the slamming jabs, absorbed them, milking his cock with her spongy cunt. She matched his speed, humping up, grinding her clit into his groin. She raked his arms, his chest. Her hips moved urgently.
"Tom. I'm there! Oooo... I'm there!"
Tom saw it on her face and it sent the blood surging through his veins. He became a machine, pounding, stabbing, taking her quickly to the peak.
"I'm cumming! Creaming, Tom!" An orgasm ripped through her pussy like wildfire. She arched her back and ground her clit into his smashing groin.
Tom's stabbing cock ripped through her stormy pussy, feeding her orgasm with strength and speed. "Me too, baby," he roared. "Me too!"
"Yes, Tom. Cum. Fill my cunt!" She stiffened her legs then curled them around his slamming hips, digging her heels into his back.
She bucked wildly, her cunt on fire, his prick squirting, feeding the flames of her climax.
Tom lunged hard, his prick spewing out thick, white lumps of stringy cum. It squirted deep, flooding her cunt hole. It oozed from her pussy as he plowed into her mushy body. His back tightened, the muscles taut like steel. The cords in his neck strained and his face mirrored the lust that was raging in his balls.
Maureen reached up, met him, groaned and fell back under the deluge of his pounding frame. "Tom! Tom!" She was delirious, out of her head. Her hips jerked, twisted, humped up. She grabbed him, held him tight, and climaxed again.
The fury of Maureen's orgasm kept him at the peak. His cock swelled, then erupted again. More cum flowed into her pussy. It dribbled down his nuts and the cheeks of her jerking, frantic ass. Low gurgling groans came from his open mouth.
"Baby! Hump! Hump!"
Maureen humped. She lifted her ass and ground her clit into his groin. His pounding took its toll. She fell back on the bed, writhing in bliss as her orgasm began to ebb. She stared into his face until his features blurred. She blinked. In her dazed, lust-sopped brain, she saw Dave. It frightened her and she screamed.
Tom slammed hard. His cock spent, his balls empty shells. He groaned and stopped. His arms gave out and he crushed her twitching body beneath him.
Enraged with herself, she pushed him off and began to cry.
Tom knew what was wrong. Quietly, he dressed, glanced back at her lush naked body one last time, and then left, wondering if it had been worth it. He sensed his partnership with Dave now hung in the balance.
CHAPTER SEVEN
After Tom left, Maureen lay on the bed. She stared up at the ceiling. It was over. Her insecurity had taken her too far-yesterday's bizarre sexual binge and now Tom, Dave's partner. It had to stop. She knew she would never be able to be in the same room again with them both. It would be horrible.
She crawled out of bed and staggered toward the bathroom. "I'll write a note for Dave and leave... go back to our apartment in the city and try and sort out my life." She was dazed as if coming out of a nightmare.
A knock on the door stopped her in her tracks. "Oh, no." She couldn't face anyone now. "Go away."
They knocked again. This time louder.
She grabbed her robe, pulled it on, and opened the door, expecting Carol. "I can't talk-" She stared into Gary's grinning face.
"Hi, Maureen. This is Pete, a friend of mine."
"I can't talk now, Gary," she said, forcing a smile she didn't feel. "I'm going back to the city."
"I wanted Pete to meet you," Gary pressed. He turned to his friend. "Beautiful, huh?"
A nasty grin spread over Pete's face. "Nice stuff."
Maureen's bewildered eyes flashed from Gary to Pete. "I don't mean to be rude, but I do have to go." She smiled again and tried to close the door.
Gary's foot stopped her. "You can't go until you tell Pete what you did to me on the beach." He laughed. "Pete doesn't believe me."
Maureen's face filled with shock. "Gary... wh... why?" She was stunned. Suddenly, she burst into tears. She tried closing the door again, but Gary's foot blocked it. "Get away!"
"Not until you tell Pete how you begged to suck my cock yesterday on the beach."
"You bastard," she sobbed, fighting to close the door.
Gary pushed, knocking Maureen back. He stepped inside. "C'mon, Pete. This blonde bitch is cock-crazy."
Pete followed his friend into Maureen's cottage. He stared at her as she cringed against the wall. "She doesn't look cock-crazy to me," he sneered.
"Tell my friend what happened and maybe we'll leave," Gary said. "She'll tell you, Pete. Right, Maureen?"
Sobbing, she nodded. "It's true," she whimpered. "Whatever Gary told you is the truth." She was trembling with fear.
"I want you to tell me," Pete said. "In your own words." Maureen's robe had parted and some of her tanned tittie flesh peaked out. "She's got great tits. It'd be nice if I could see them."
Maureen shuddered. "Leave me alone."
"Tell my friend," Gary snarled. "I don't want Pete thinking I'm a liar. Tell him or I'll call your husband."
"I sucked him off in the lifeguard stand," in she cried.
"Then what?" Gary prompted.
"We came back here and he fucked me."
"Chewed her pussy too," Gary bragged. "She's fantastic."
"It sounded better when you told me," Pete sneered. "She doesn't know how to tell a story."
Gary laughed. "She sure knows how to fuck and suck, though." He looked at Maureen. "I got a hard-on. Wanna do something about it?"
"No," she spat. "Get out and leave me alone!"
"Can't do that, Maureen," Gary snickered. "Pete got all hot and bothered when I told him about you."
"Yeah," Pete chimed in. "My cock's been stiff all morning." He rubbed his crotch. "We thought we'd stop over and you could fix us up."
Maureen stared at them. She was still living her nightmare. She pulled her robe tight, hiding her fleshy tits. "Get out." She stared at Gary with pleading eyes. "Why, Gary? I was nice to you. Now you do this?"
"Shit, Maureen. I thought you'd enjoy making it again, especially since I brought another guy." He laughed. "Once she sees our cocks, Pete, she'll change her mind."
"Please, Gary. Leave me alone." Her eyes widened in shock. Pete was pulling down his zipper. "No. No!"
"Yes," Pete said. He fumbled in his pants and lugged out his stiff cock. "See how nice and hard it is." He stroked it lewdly in front of her.
Gary laughed. "Look at it, Maureen. You'll cream."
Maureen turned her head and shut her eyes. "You bastards," she sobbed. "Get out and leave me alone."
"Hey, bitch!" Pete snarled. "Look at my cock." He grabbed her face and twisted it. "Look!"
"Owwww," she cried, trying to get his hand away. "You're hurting me."
"I'll do more than that if you don't look at my cock," he threatened.
Gary leaned against the door and watched. His own cock was throbbing. "Look at it, Maureen. You'll love my friend's prick just like you did mine."
The pain from Pete's fingers in her face made her open her eyes. She stared down at his long cock. "I see it," she said. "Now leave me alone." She jerked her head free.
"I thought you said she was cock-crazy?"
"I think she's just shy," Gary laughed. "Make her hold it." He was having a ball watching them.
Pete grabbed Maureen's wrist and slid her hand over his cock. "Feels good, huh?"
Maureen's face screwed up in disgust. Touching his cock made her skin crawl.
"Hold it, bitch," Pete snarled. "Hold my cock or I'll beat your fuckin' ass!"
Maureen trembled, but one look into his face and she knew he wasn't kidding. Quivering with fear, she locked her fingers around the thick cock stem. It throbbed in her hand and she shuddered in disgust.
"Mmmm, nice, hot hand," Pete moaned.
"Her mouth is hotter," Gary said. "Her pussy... even hotter."
"Maybe we should find out," Pete suggested. "I still don't believe this scared little bitch is cock-crazy."
Gary came over, grabbed Maureen's robe and spun her around, yanking it off. "Gorgeous isn't she?" He ogled her naked body, remembering all the fun he had had with her yesterday.
"She is," Pete groaned, his eyes popping as he stared at Maureen's lush body. "Look at that tan and those blonde pussy hairs. Whewww!"
Maureen broke into wailing sobs as she cowered against the wall, naked. She tried covering her tits but failed. "Please, Gary. Take your friend and leave me alone." Her blue eyes filled with tears as she pleaded. Her bottom lip quivered.
"I guess she has to see my cock," Gary said. "Yours probably doesn't turn her on." He laughed and hauled out his hard-on, shaking it lewdly at Maureen. "Feel better now?"
She turned, faced the wall, and cried. Her hands curled into fists and pounded the wall. "Get out! Get out!"
Both young men ogled her ass. Each grabbed a fleshy cheek and squeezed.
Maureen almost fainted. Their touch was sickening to her. She squirmed, but the action only enticed them more.
Pete jammed his hand between Maureen's thighs. "Shit, man. She's dry as a bone."
"Not for long, Pete," Gary said confidently. He grabbed Maureen's wrist and spun her around. "Stop the shit, Maureen. You know you love it." He pawed her tits as she struggled.
Maureen cried, fought them both, but they were too strong.
"Let's take her into the bedroom," Gary said. "Once she sees the bed, she'll change her mind."
"She better," Pete threatened. He grabbed her other wrist and they dragged her screaming into the bedroom.
Gary twisted her arm, tossing her on the bed. "Now you'll be happy." He sneered and ogled her naked body.
Maureen stared at them. She was horrified. She curled up in a ball, hiding herself as best she could.
Pete grabbed her by the hair and yanked. "Lick my cock," he snarled. "Suck it like you did Gary's!"
Maureen screamed and shook her head. "Nooo," she wailed. The pain from Pete's twisting fingers seared her brain.
Pete mashed her face against his cock. "Suck it, bitch. Show me how good you are." He twisted her head back and gripped his cock at the base. While Maureen screamed, he shoved his prick down her throat.
Choking and gagging for air, Maureen struggled. Her throat was stuffed. His balls were whacking against her chin and he pounded her face with his prick. Her eyes bulged and her face turned beet-red. A mask of fear spread over her face.
Gary came over to the bed and joined his friend. "I'm next," he growled. He mauled her jiggling tits roughly.
"Shit," Pete groaned. "She's no good." He shoved her away from his cock. "I think you're full of shit, Gary."
Maureen gasped air into her lungs. Free, she crawled to the head of the bed, away from them. Her eyes darted from one sneering face to the other.
"Hell, Pete. She wants it. She just wants to play hard to get." He looked at Maureen. "Right, bitch?"
"No," she sobbed. "I want you two to leave me alone. I'm not a whore, no matter what you think." I have been a whore, she thought, her head reeling-a whore and a tramp. The truth turned her into a sobbing mass of self disgust.
"Grab a leg, Pete," Gary said as he reached out and took one of Maureen's ankles. "Pull!"
Pete took her other ankle. He pulled and laughed as they dragged her down from the head of the bed. He twisted her ankle and spread her legs, exposing her pussy.
"Nice pussy, right?" Gary leered at his friend. "It needs a cock."
"My cock," Pete said, ogling her blonde cunt. "I want to find out how good she is."
Twisting and screaming, Maureen battled them. But it was useless and she decided to give up. They were right. She was a whore and deserved whatever they did to her.
"I think she's ready," Gary said, sensing Maureen's acceptance. "I told you, Pete."
"Is Gary right, bitch?" Pete asked as he lifted her leg. "You ready to show me how good you are?"
The pain shot up her leg and she winced. "Stop hurting me. Please."
"We'll stop. You ready to suck me?" Pete wielded his cock menacingly.
"If you don't hurt me," she sobbed.
"I told you she would," Gary bragged. "Suck him, Maureen. Show him how good you are." He twisted her leg and yanked it.
"Ooowwww!" she screeched. "Yes! Yes! Stop hurting me!" She felt as if they were going to rip her legs off.
Pete dropped her ankle. "C'mon, bitch. I got what you want."
Maureen gasped with relief. The pain was gone. Still crying, she dragged her limp body to Pete's long, stiff cock. "Don't hurt me."
"Suck my cock and shut up," Pete snapped.
Trembling in terror, Maureen opened her mouth. Burying her disgust and closing her eyes, she put Pete's cock between her lips. Reluctantly, she sucked. At least it was better than more pain.
"Mmmm, now, that's better," Pete groaned. "Much better." He jabbed, plunging his cock into her gullet.
Maureen gagged, but didn't struggle. She accepted his cock, praying it was all they wanted. She sucked him and used her tongue as he plunged in and out of her throat.
Gary watched, his prick aching. "I told you, man. She's the greatest."
"Unnnn," Pete moaned. "She sure is. What a fuckin' mouth!" His balls rumbled and he almost blasted his load right then. Catching his breath, he stopped and pulled his cock from her mouth.
Dazed, she looked up, drool seeping from her lips.
"Look at that, Pete. She wants to suck you off."
"Shit! I ain't wasting it in her mouth. You said her pussy was great." He winked at Maureen. "How would you like to get fucked?"
"No," she whimpered. "I sucked you. Go now and leave me alone."
"Can't do that." He stripped as Maureen stared. "Gonna fuck you."
"Right," Gary echoed. "Both of us." He had his clothes off in a flash.
Maureen looked at both naked men. She gasped and fell back on the bed.
"Look at that, she's all ready," Gary laughed.
"Yeah," Pete chuckled. He licked his lips and rubbed his spit-soaked cock.
"Please don't," she begged.
Pete ignored her and climbed on the bed. "Hop on, bitch, and give it a ride. Gary said you like riding on top."
Terrified, she stared at Pete's huge cock pointing toward the ceiling. She looked at Gary, tears streaming down her face. "No!" she shouted in an act of defiance. "No! No! No!"
Gary laughed, grabbed her wrist and twisted her around. He slapped her ass hard, making the flesh jiggle. Over and over again, he hit her ass with hard, smacking whacks until she screamed for him to stop.
"Now, Maureen. You want more, or are you going to climb on Pete's cock?"
The pain was unbearable. Numb, she trembled, climbing over a grinning Pete.
"Give me a good ride, bitch," Pete laughed. He grabbed her hips and rubbed her cunt over his cock. His prick found her pussy hole and he plunged her down, impaling her trembling body on his cock.
"Ayieee!" she screamed as his cock invaded her dry pussy. Pain shot through her body, making her dizzy. She almost fell, but Pete's mauling hands kept her above him.
"Tight and dry," Pete groaned as her cunt swallowed up his stiff prick. "Just like a virgin."
"She's no virgin," Gary sneered. He mauled Maureen's tits. "How do you like it?"
Maureen was in pain. She winced.
Gary slapped her tits hard. The cracking noise echoed in the room. "Tell me how good it feels!"
Pete lunged up at the same time, plowing her dry cunt with his cock. "Yeah, bitch. Tell us."
Maureen screamed. "Yes. It... feels good!" Pain raged like a fire in her pussy. Gary's hands mangling her tits added to the fire.
Gary leaned into her face. "Now I'm gonna find out how nice your asshole is." He dropped her tits and climbed on the bed behind Maureen.
"Noooo!" she cried. "Please don't." She turned her head. "Wait. You can fuck me next." She was desperate. "I'll give it to you good. I promise." She turned to Pete. "Tell him. I'll be great. Honest." She was frightened out of her wits.
"Prove it," Pete said. "Maybe he'll wait."
She nodded. Hysterically, she began to hump her body up and down on Pete's cock. She forced a smile, feigned pleasure. "Oooo... ooo... it's wonderful." She twisted her hips, acting as if Pete's cock were the only thing in the world. "I love it... love it!" Pete was enjoying himself. He matched her twisting rhythm, gouging his cock into her cunt hole. "I think she's starting to like it. Her pussy is getting wet." He gave her a triumphant grin. "Right, bitch?"
"Yes. Yes," she mouthed, realizing that her body really was responding to Pete's buried prick. "Yes." She wanted to die. Faking had turned into reality. Warm cream seeped from the walls of her cunt, bathing Pete's cock in its gooey froth.
Pete grabbed her tits and pulled her forward. "Ride it, bitch." He looked over her shoulder. "She's creaming all over my cock, Gary. A regular fountain."
"I told you," Gary gloated. "She's dynamite." He grabbed her gyrating ass, spread the twin fleshy cheeks and peered hungrily at her asshole. "I fucked her ass with my fingers last time. Now she can enjoy the real thing."
Noooo, Maureen screamed, twisting her hips, trying to keep her ass from being invaded. "Wait!" She used her cunt muscles on Pete's cock, humping vigorously on his cock. "Cum, Pete. Cum so Gary can fuck me.
"Don't be a shit, bitch. You'll love having two cocks inside you." Pete squeezed her tits sadistically. "Right?"
"No!" she sobbed. "Please, I'm doing what you want."
His cock was making her head whirl. She was getting hot! She hated it, but knew there was nothing she could do. In a perverse way, she realized she wanted Gary to rape her ass. In her delirium, she felt she deserved it. She twisted her neck, leering at Gary.
"Yes, you rotten fuckin' bastard. Rape me. Rape my asshole!"
"All right," Gary hooted. He grabbed his cock and pulled it through her fleshy asscheeks until he found her wrinkled asshole. "You ready?"
"Yessss," she hissed, welcoming the degradation. "Ram me hard!" She looked down at Pete. "Keep humping, fucker." She was caught up in her own passion and their abuse. She was no longer able to think straight. "Both cocks. I want them both!"
"You got it," Gary howled. He held her rotating hips and slammed hard. His prick sliced through her tiny wrinkled crack and sank deep in her asshole. One more hard push had his prick buried to the root. Tight muscles gripped his shaft.
Maureen's body went into spasm, the pain overwhelming her. She shrieked as if Gary had plunged a hot poker into her ass. "It burns. Ooooo how it burns!" But she welcomed the pain, was grateful for it.
Deliriously, Maureen worked her hips in frantic circles. Two cocks filled her to capacity and she whimpered. "Ohhh, God! God, what's happening?"
"You're getting what you want, bitch," Pete snarled as he held her tits in his hands and mauled them. "Two cocks."
"Yeah," Gary growled. "You need two pricks to make you happy." He plowed hard, his nuts rumbling, his prick swelling.
Maureen went insane. She grinned drunkenly. "Feel this?" She used her cunt muscles and milked Pete's prick.
"Unnnn, yeah," he moaned, lunging up into her supple body. "Do it again."
Maureen did it again, working her body feverishly on the two stabbing cocks. "Harder, Pete. Squeeze my tits harder." She wanted pain, wanted it to block out the unwanted pleasure their two pricks were giving her.
Pete obliged her. "Whatever you want, bitch." He jerked her tits, squeezed them, pinched the nipples until she squealed for him to stop.
Insane, she rolled her hips, grinding her cunt into Pete's hard groin. Jolts of pleasure mixed with the pain.
Gary got in on the act. Humping her ass, he began slapping her asscheeks and hips, turning her flesh red. "How's that?" He pounded her asshole, feeding on her wailing cries.
Pete humped up, his cock skewering her pussy. His prick throbbed. He was ready. "Cum, bitch. Cream me while I watch."
Dazed, numbed by her passion and pain, she nodded. There was nothing she could have done about it. The two cocks had her at the peak. "Yes, fucker. I'll cream you good." She turned her head. "Ride me, Gary. I'm gonna cum all over Pete's cock."
"Do that," Gary roared. "I'll cream your asshole."
Jerking spastically, Maureen soared towards an orgasm. There was no stopping now. She wanted it all. "I'm cumming! Cumming!"
Pete held her tits. He jammed up into her climaxing pussy, plowing her stormy pussy as her cunt muscles beat on his buried cock. "Cream me, bitch. Cream me!"
Maureen did. Orgasm after orgasm swept through her cock-stuffed body. She bucked like a wild mare on Pete's cock, jabbing her ass back against Gary's groin. Each cock swirled her higher. Hot, buttery cum flowed from her pussy, gushing from her cunt with each slamming thrust of Pete's cock.
Gary jabbed her from the back, driving his cock deep into her ass. His prick, caught in her tight ass, exploded. "I'm cumming!" he roared, blending with Maureen's squealing cries. "I'm cumming!" Hot cum squirted from his prick, flooding her dry, tight asshole.
"Yes," she cried. "I feel it! Oooo." Creaming, she gazed down into Pete's face. "He's cumming in my asshole." She bucked on Pete's cock, using her ass muscles on Gary's exploding prick. "Cum, Pete. Fill my pussy!"
Pete, his hands mangling Maureen's tits and his cock jabbing up into her climaxing cunt, had no other choice. "Yeah, bitch. Here it comes!" He lunged up hard, his balls erupting. Hot cum sprayed from his cock, drenching Maureen's already soaked pussy.
Maureen went insane. Two squirting cocks had her wild. She worked her pussy and ass. Her hips rolled, jerked, and bucked as she absorbed the punishing blows of the two young men. "Harder, you bastards!" She twisted her hips. "Harder!" Pete lunged up. Thick wads of jism shot from his cock and mixed with the gooey ooze that seeped from her pulsating pussy. "You got it, bitch!" He sneered up into her contorted face. "Enjoy!"
"I am! I am!" she squealed. "Oooo... I am!"
Gary had the cheeks of her ass spread. He watched his cock rip into her greased asshole. He glared as each jab made her asshole ooze. Hard, thrusting stabs through her squishy asshole had his nuts almost drained.
Maureen looked at Pete. Then she twisted her head and saw Gary. It boggled her lust sopped brain. "Ohhh, God!"
She felt as if her body were being ripped apart. Two squirting cocks had her holes drenched in cum. Another orgasm exploded in her pussy and she stiffened, spasms tearing through her cunt-stuffed cunt and spreading to every part of her body.
Maureen was out of her head. Gary's hard jabs smashed her forward, mashing her clit into Pete's humping groin. She climaxed again, the blood rushing from her head. She felt dizzy, faint, but the pleasure of two drilling cocks kept her alert.
"Oooo, more! More fuckers!"
Hot wads of cum oozed from her ass with each plunge of Gary's cock. Thick stringy globs oozed from her pussy with each upward thrust of Pete's cunt-splitting prick. Her holes were raw and soaked with jizz. Her tits felt as if they were going to be ripped from her body. Pain and pleasure swept her ever higher.
Gary grunted, his nuts drained, his prick going limp. "Jesus," he moaned, popping his cock from her cum-filled asshole. He plopped back on the bed and watched them finish.
With her asshole empty and jism squishing out and down her thighs, Maureen was able to concentrate more on Pete's plowing prick. She ground her clit into his groin. Lights flashed behind her fluttering eyes. She drove him back into the mattress and screamed as her orgasm turned her into a babbling mindless wreck.
Pete was overcome by the ferocity of Maureen's passion. He battled back, lunging and spearing her cunt with his exploding prick. Hot cum dribbled down his fast-emptying balls. He twisted her tits, making Maureen yelp in pain.
Maureen grayed out, then struggled back. She shuddered. Every muscle in her body was straining as her orgasm drained her of her strength. In an overwhelming surge of lust, she bolted up, tearing her tits from his fists. She quivered, her blue eyes rolling into her skull.
Pete jabbed up into her pussy, watching her passion turn her into an animal. He grunted, his face tight, and lifted his ass from the bed. The last wad oozed from his pisser. He was through.
"Ayiieeee!" Maureen screamed at the top of her lungs. It was over. She jerked and twitched, then fell limply forward, crushing Pete beneath her.
Sated like never before, Pete shoved her inert body off of him. "Christ, Gary. She's fantastic."
"I told you," Gary grinned. "Let's get dressed and get the hell out of here."
Half conscious, Maureen heard them laughing and talking about her. She lay trembling on the bed. All she wanted to do was die. She heard them leave and slipped into a hysterical burst of tears.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Dave climbed out of the cab and tossed a few bills on the front seat. "Thanks." He strode toward the cottage, surprised to find the door open.
"Maureen?" As he went inside, he heard noises coming from the bedroom.
"Ohhh, my God," Maureen gasped, hearing Dave's voice. She tried climbing out of bed. Tumbling, she crashed to the floor. Remorse swept over her and she started bawling again.
Dave stopped in the doorway, his eyes focused on Maureen, crying in a naked heap. "Maureen! What's wrong?" He went to her, knowing right away what the problem was, and that he had been the major cause of it. "Sweetheart." He dropped down beside her.
"Oh, Dave," she sobbed. "Oh, Dave. I've ruined everything." She threw herself into his arms.
"Take it easy, sweetheart," he soothed, cradling her in his arms. "There's nothing we can't fix."
"No," she wailed. "I'm a tramp. A whore. I'm not good enough for you." She tried pushing herself from his arms, but he held her tight.
"You're no whore, Maureen."
He rocked her in his arms. Her sobbing was low, uncontrolled. He remembered seeing her robe in the hall. He looked at the bed. The rumpled sheets confirmed the story he already knew. It turned his stomach.
"I'm a pig," she shouted through her wracking sobs. "I'm leaving you." She fought, freed herself from his arms, and tried crawling into the bathroom to hide.
"You're not going anywhere," he said, going after her. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her the rest of the way. "I'll fix you a nice bath."
"You can't wash away the things I've done," she cried softly as she rested her head against his chest. "Nothing can wash the horror of the last two days from my mind."
"Forget about it," Dave said. He stood her in the tub and saw the cum oozing from her holes. His stomach tightened. He wanted to hit her, but instead he turned on the water.
Maureen gasped as the water cascaded over her body. "Leave me, Dave. I'm no good." She stood in the tub like a zombie as the water sprayed her naked body. "Leave me, Dave. Find someone else."
"I don't want anyone else," Dave said. He soaped the wash cloth and handed it to her. "Clean yourself."
"No," she said defiantly. "It wouldn't matter."
"It would to me," he said. "I'm as much to blame as you." He looked at her wet body, wanting her. It seemed like ages since he had held her. "It's my fault too."
Suddenly, she broke out into laughter. "In the beginning, yes, but then things got out of hand. I'm a whore. Don't you understand?"
Anger flooded him. He slapped her across the face. "You're not a whore!" He balled his fist and hit the tile wall. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that. I just can't stand you calling yourself names."
Tears streaming down her face, blending with the fine spray of the shower, Maureen touched her cheek. It burned. "I deserved that. I deserve more for the things I've done to our marriage."
"Wash," he said, his voice flat. "Clean yourself up." His head was reeling. "We'll start over."
"We can't," she said defiantly. "Your business is more important than me. It will only happen again. I'll wind up going off the deep end and I couldn't bear that." She talked as she cleaned her body.
"I'm selling my share of the business to Tom."
The news froze her face in shock. "Wh... why?"
He looked at her. "I know he was here today. I can guess what went on."
"How... do... " She couldn't speak.
"I saw his car down the road. He knew you were here alone. I also know he's wanted to take you to bed since we became partners."
Maureen swallowed the lump in her throat. "It happened," she said weakly. Warm water washed away the soap. "You can't put all the blame on Tom."
"I know. I'm as much to blame as the two of you." He reached for her hand. "I've neglected you too much. I'm going to change."
She didn't take his hand. "I can't change the things I've done." Her mouth was set firm. "Get a woman who you can trust."
Dave reached in, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her out of the shower. "Shut up," he shouted, dragging her glistening wet body back into the bedroom. Easily, he flipped her onto the bed.
"Why not?" she said. "Everyone else has used me. You might as well do it too, before we split." Dave snarled. "I don't give a shit who you've fucked. You understand? It isn't important."
Maureen sniffed back her tears. She believed him, now if she could only believe the part about his business. "Are you really selling out your end of the partnership?"
Dave was tearing at his clothes. "Yes. Monday morning. I'll have Hal Freed draw up the papers." He was naked, his cock jutting out from his pants. "We're going to Europe. How does that sound?"
"Oh, Dave," she babbled. "You mean it... Europe?" She bit her lip, hesitated. "The other men... what about them?"
Dave ogled his wife's naked body. "I said we'd start fresh. Do you want to?"
She shook her head. "Yes! Yes! Yes!" she squealed. She crawled to the foot of the bed, her tits swaying beneath her. She slipped her fingers around Dave's cock. "Do you know how long it's been since I've sucked you?"
"Too long," he groaned as his cock throbbed in her shifting fist. "Too damned long."
Maureen tugged on his cock. "Get on your back, my darling. I haven't forgotten how." She blushed, hoping he wouldn't take what she had said wrong.
"Don't worry, sweetheart," he said, sensing her shame. "It's just you and me." He reached for her. "Now show me how good you really are with your mouth."
Maureen giggled. "I'm going to eat you alive."
He held his cock at the base. "Do it."
"Like our honeymoon," she cooed. She pushed his hand away. "Use your hand on my tit. I'll take plenty good care of your cock."
Dave reached, found, and squeezed one large fleshy tit globe as it jiggled. "Chew me, Maureen. Erase the past with your mouth.
Show me you forgive me for neglecting you for so long."
"I'm the one who needs forgiving," she reminded him. She lapped her extended tongue up from his heavy nuts, along his thick shaft, and over the bloated head of his cock.
"Unnn," Dave moaned, humping his ass up from the bed. "Suck it, baby! Suck it all!"
"I will," she purred, enjoying her husband's enthusiasm. She opened her mouth and positioned herself over his towering prick. For a moment, she looked him right in the eye. "I'm going to do this everywhere we go in Europe."
"Start here at Crandell Beach," he moaned. He lunged up, found her mouth, and buried the head of his prick between her lips.
She sighed as Dave's prick slipped easily into her relaxed throat. She held her mouth steady, reveling in each humping jab. She whipped her tongue over the sensitive underside of his cockshaft and was rewarded with grateful moans. She used her teeth, gently gnawing on his bloated prickshaft as she sucked diligently on his prickhead.
Dave groaned. The full knowledge of how he had neglected his own passion for so long overwhelmed him. He humped up like a madman, smashing his groin into her clinging lips, plowing her throat with his swollen cock.
"Maureen. Oooo, sweetheart. I'm ready. So fuckin' close." His balls rumbled in agony. His prick throbbed violently.
Maureen pulled her mouth from his cock. She smiled dreamily at him, her lips wet with spit. "My pussy needs you more than my mouth," she hummed. She licked her lips and stroked his wet, saliva-drenched shaft. "It's all wet and so am I."
"Get on your back, sweetheart. On your back with your legs spread."
She giggled lewdly. A hot shiver caressed her naked flesh. "I have a better idea."
"What?" he moaned. He couldn't think of anything better than sinking his cock between the velvety folds of her pussy.
"Let me eat out your asshole first. The waiting will make us both hornier."
He moaned, agreeing with her. Passion raged in his nuts, but to have Maureen ream out his ass was a pleasure he didn't want postponed. He rolled over. "Anytime you're ready."
"Mmmm, what an ass." She rubbed Dave's tight ass cheeks, scratching the flesh with her nails. Long, clawing strokes over the back of his thighs and along his ass cheeks had him moaning. "You like that, my darling?"
"I'd like your tongue more," he moaned. He lifted his ass, his cock jabbing the mattress. "Eat me. Chew me all up!"
Maureen swooped down on his ass quickly, catching Dave by surprise. She began to chew. Fast snips with her teeth had Dave howling.
"My asshole, Maureen. Ream it with your tongue." He humped back into her face, smashing her lips against the cheeks of his ass.
Maureen gave a throaty laugh and devoured the cheeks of her husband's ass. Her tongue found his crack and she soaked it in warm spit. Long, sensuous slurping licks from his cum crammed balls, through his crack, and over his wrinkled asshole, had her dizzy with desire. She moaned, then repeated her attack.
Dave squirmed on the bed, his cock crushed beneath him. The pain in his balls was becoming unbearable. "Ream me. Ream me, honey!"
Maureen roamed his writhing body with her nails. She clawed her way under him, found his cock, and held it. With his prick trapped in her grasping fingers, she used her tongue on his asshole. One fast, darting stab parted the wrinkled muscle and she wormed her way inside his asshole and reamed him.
Dave went wild. He jerked and twisted on the bed. His cock was a prisoner of her hand and his asshole was being treated to the exquisite delights of her exploring tongue. He lifted his head. It thudded back on the pillow as Maureen twisted his cock in her fist.
Maureen plunged her tongue into his asshole. She chewed her way out of his crack and over each cheek. She mauled his prick, feeding on his grunts of pleasure.
"Your pussy," Dave howled. "Your pussy." He struggled against her attacking mouth and clenching fist. "No more!"
Maureen gave his ass a departing bite that made Dave howl. She released his prick and dropped back on her haunches, waiting, anticipating Dave's next move.
She wasn't disappointed. Dave rolled over. His prick was red from her rough handling and it ached painfully. "You'll get yours," he laughed.
"You sure?" she purred, shaking her tits lewdly.
"I'm sure." He grabbed her wrist and yanked.
Maureen squealed as he threw her back on the bed. She parted her legs. "Ride me, my husband. Make us one."
Dave climbed between her outstretched legs, his cock swinging, slapping along the puffy folds of her pussy. Stiff-armed, he grinned down at her beautiful face. "It'll be a new life for us."
"Yes." She trembled. She wriggled her hips, anxious for his prick.
"Come up and get it," he moaned, enjoying having her writhing beneath him. 'C'mon up." He jabbed.
She moaned. "Ooo, Dave." She lifted her ass from the bed, squirmed, and found the head of his cock. Panting, she whimpered, her blue eyes glazed with love and desire. "I have it," she moaned triumphantly. "I have it."
"Not all of it," he teased. "Just the head." He eased back, watching her face twist in agony.
Maureen latched her legs around his back, locking her ankles and holding him tight. "You're not going anywhere." She pulled her legs tight as she lifted her ass. She gobbled his cock into her wet, juice-filled pussy. "Ooooo, I got it! I got it!"
"Now you do!" He slammed hard, driving his writhing wife back into the bed. His cock sank in deep and Maureen's wet, spongy cunt muscles attacked the entire length of his shaft.
"Ewww! Heaven, Dave! Heaven!" She brought her hands to his body, caressing his muscled arms and heaving chest. She traced feathery caresses along his tight mouth and over his chin. "Oooo, Dave. I love you! Love you so!"
Dave fed on her love. Her caressing fingers and adoring eyes had him reeling with joy. He feasted his eyes on her tits. They jiggled as she twisted in bliss. His own eyes glowed with fire. He rotated his ass, gouging the head of his cock into the cushiony walls of her oozing cunt.
"Oooo, yessss," she moaned. She humped up, grinding her clit into his groin. Lights flashed behind her fluttering eyes. Her caresses turned into raking scratches.
"Oooo, pump, my darling. Pump!" she panted.
Dave eased back, plunged hard, and skewered the spongy depths of her pussy. "Like that?"
Mouth open, eyes wide, she nodded. She arched her back, clawing his arms. "Don't stop! Fuck me, Dave! Fuck me."
Dave jabbed into her writhing body. Long, powerful strokes had him drunk with desire, and had Maureen squealing in bliss. He grunted, slammed hard, then eased back slowly against the powerful tugging of her greedy pussy.
Dave picked up speed. His stroking jabs became short, powerful punches. His balls rumbled as they whacked into the cheeks of her jiggling ass. "Cum, sweetheart. Cream!"
"Yessss," she cried out, holding him tight with her legs and scratching frantically at his body with her nails. "I'm cumming!" Her blue eyes widened in shock. It had happened so fast, so wonderfully fast. Dave's cock was taking her on a joyous ride she would never share again with another man-or woman. "I'm cumming, Dave. Ooooh!"
Dave's hammering thrusts catapulted Maureen over the peak. He drilled her writhing body, his cock cutting like a hot knife through her buttery pussy. "Baby! Oh, Maureen!"
She soared, flying high as orgasms washed over her body, one after another. "You too! Cum, Dave! Cream me!" She needed his jizz to take her over completely.
"I am," Dave bellowed. "I'm cumming!" A geyser of hot, squirting cum shot from his plowing cock. It sprayed the oozing walls of Maureen's cunt.
Maureen saw it on his face and felt it in her pussy. It was all she needed. She went totally insane. Hard, upward thrusts mashed her clit into his groin. She writhed and bucked like an unbroken mare. She kicked her heels into the small of his back. She squeezed his arms.
"Ooo, more, Dave. I'm cumming again!"
Dave drilled his cock through the stormy vat of her pussy hole. More cum sprayed from his cock, flooding her pulsing pussy channel. It gushed from her cunt with each stabbing stroke, dribbling down her ass and his swinging nuts.
Their bodies met, wet flesh slapping, echoing in the bedroom. Hard, downward plunges were met by upward thrusts. Recklessly, they battered each other with their bodies, absorbing, feeding on the other's pleasure and passion. The bed creaked and the room echoed their howling pleasure.
"Dave! Dave!"
She threw herself mindlessly into his pounding body, twisted, gouged her clit until it was raw. The room started spinning as she jerked her head from side to side. Her body went stiff. Her legs unlocked, then jerked straight. Spasms racked her flesh and her vision blurred. She tried focusing on Dave's face.
Dave plunged deep, his nuts emptying quickly. He held his prick tight inside her, jerked from side to side and collapsed as an orgasm drained his balls and strength at the same time.
"Maureen... "
"Yes, my darling." She held him, kissed him all over his face and neck. "Our new life has begun."
"Yes," he panted, his prick still inside her. "We'll leave this place right away."
"Yes." She kissed him hard on the mouth. "Forever, Dave. Forever."