It often comes as a complete surprise to find that people are not always exactly what they seem to be.
The quiet librarian who secretly waits for the moment when she can unleash her passions on an unsuspecting patron. The nurse who is ready to take on any of her patients, male or female, who think they can handle her. The teacher who, given half a chance, will not hesitate to release his perverse desires on an unsuspecting teenaged girl in one of his classes.
Charlene Phillips is one of these outwardly normal people. In fact, if anything, she seems more shy, more reserved than most. But deep within herself, she is becoming the helpless captive of a reckless passion which, now that she has at last acknowledged it, must be fed a constant diet of perverse excitement.
YOU BET YOUR WIFE -- a novel that explores a hidden segment of our society, a powerful lesson for those who refuse to believe some of the darkest problems that face us all.
The Publisher
Chapter One
Charlene Phillips flipped through the channels two or three times before reaching the conclusion that there was nothing on the tube worth watching. Not an unusual situation. She bit a potato chip in two and washed it down with a swallow of diet soda. Boring Goddamn night. She switched to MTV, but perversely lowered the volume and just watched the visuals. It didn't help much.
Richard's card game was running late. It was almost midnight, and he and his buddies were still in the backroom. She could smell the cigar smoke, hear their voices.
What did men see in poker, for Chrissake? Just a chance to buddy-bond and do some macho bullshit bluffing. She reached for another chip and was just moving it toward her mouth when she heard Richard call her name.
Sighing, she stood up. They were probably out of beer. Did they think she was a fucking cocktail waitress or something? Didn't guys know that getting a beer from the fridge was not a magic act that had to be performed by a female sorceress? Even a man could do it!
"Come over here, hon," Richard said as she opened the door.
Charlene went to the table. There was a humongous pile of chips in the middle of the table, but no chips at all in front of her husband. Typical. The guys played a friendly, lowstakes game, but she looked at the chips now and knew she was staring at a pot worth at least a hundred dollars.
The regular Friday night poker buddies were all here. Jake, sitting across from Richard, held his cards close to his chest. He looked up at Charlene with a smile and tapped the back of his cards. Bill had just folded and was leaning back in his chair, reaching for a beer. Tommy had already folded his hand. He filled his pipe from a tobacco pouch and tamped it down with his finger.
"Honey," Richard said, with the same cute grin that had melted her heart and dropped her panties the first day she met him. "It isn't as bad as it looks. But I'm outta chips, and Jake has just raised me twenty-five bucks. No, I'm not asking you to get me some cash. You know we only play with what's on the table. Just look at these cards, hon."
He held them up so she could see. Her eyebrows lifted. Four kings and a deuce. Richard grinned again, and he nodded smugly.
"I'm waiting," Jake called across the table. "Are you gonna see me or do you fold now, Phillips?"
"I'm not folding," Richard said insistently. "Listen, Char, I know this is gonna sound crazy as shit, but Jake has agreed to accept the bet, and you just have to say yes."
"To what?" Charlene asked.
His voice dropped to a whisper. "I can't lose with his hand. I know he's bluffing. What I want to do is -- well, I'm sorta betting you. Wait! Lemme finish! I told you, we can't lose! You just agree to the bet, and we win, and that's it, right? The bet... well, the bet is that if Jake wins, and you know, honey, there's no way he can win, not against this hand, right? Well, if -- uh -- he wins, he, uh, gets you for a half hour. But it's just a formality. It won't happen..."
"You're Goddamn right it won't," Charlene said. "Absolutely not, Richard. No way will I say yes to anything as degenerate as that!"
"Baby, I'm into this pot for almost two hundred bucks," he said softly. Charlene's heart sank to her ankles.
"You're crazy," she said. "This is supposed to be a friendly game. We can't afford to lose that much money!"
"If his hand's good enough, you won't lose," Jake pointed out. "But I'm gonna have to have an answer. Either you see me, Rich, or you fold. Time's running out."
Charlene glared at her husband. She looked once more at his cards, then at Jake, who was still holding his hand close to his chest.
"Can I see your cards?" she asked him, trying to sound flippant.
"Huh-uh, baby, that's why they call it gambling." Jake grinned.
Jesus, how could her husband have been so fucking stupid? It sounded like something out of those porno magazines he enjoyed.
"Okay," she said through clenched teeth.
"The bet is on."
Richard nodded, full of confidence.
Jake just tapped his cards. "Not so fast. You can see my chips but your bet isn't exactly on the table, is it. Rich? I think it's only fair that I know what I'm playing for."
Charlene gasped. Could he possibly be suggesting what it sounded like he was suggesting? The bastard!
Richard looked up sheepishly. "Uh, I guess you'll have to do something, hon. Why not take your top off?" His voice dropped to a whisper. "It'll be okay, Char."
Well, it was too damn late to back out now. She'd already agreed. Staring daggers at her husband, she started to unbutton her shirt.
"Wait a minute -- you guys who aren't in the hand -- you have to leave."
"Sorry," Tommy said, blowing a smoke ring, "but a lot of my money is in that pile and I have to see who takes it home."
Bill just nodded over the rim of his beer can. Charlene stared at Rich, who offered no help at all. He only shrugged.
"All right!" she snapped, ripping upward at the buttons of her blouse, tearing them all loose at once.
She pulled the shirt open and her loose, braless tits bounced out. Leaning across the tabletop, she shook her tits at Jake, whose face lit up in approval.
"You better get a look too," she told Bill and Tommy, shaking her tits in their direction as well.
She moved so close to Tommy that a jiggling tit knocked the pipe out of his mouth. He jerked back in surprise, his lap full of hot sparks. She closed the shirt and covered herself, but there was a tingling sensation in her tits.
She hadn't suspected how much it would thrill her to expose herself suddenly to her husband's friends. Her nipples were rigid, and as she pulled the shirt back into place over her tits, she knew that her nipples were plainly visible, denting the cloth that covered her tits.
There wasn't a Goddamned thing wrong with her body. At twenty-three, she was in fine condition, even if she was a bit soft, rather than gymnastically hard-bodied. She was tallish, well padded in the right places, with dark auburn hair that set off her creamy complexion and blue-gray eyes.
Jake was still guarding his cards. "The deal was half an hour with Char, buddy -- no holds barred were the very words you used."
Charlene glowered at her husband. If looks could kill, he'd have died on the spot.
"Down to the waist, I'd say she more than covers the bet," Jake went on, "but I'm entitled to see the rest too. Like, what if she has an ugly tattoo on her ass or something? You guys agree with me?"
Bill and Tommy both nodded solemnly. Charlene gasped, for she was looking at Richard and he was nodding too.
"I guess it's only fair," Charlene's husband conceded.
"You bastard!" she hissed, but she let the shirt fall loose and open. She stood up straight, tits bare again, and she knew there wasn't a Goddamn thing wrong with them. Look and be damned! she thought.
Her eyes fixed on Jake, she unbuttoned her jeans and eased them down her long slim legs.
"I suppose you want me out of my panties, too?" she asked frostily, stepping out of her fallen denims. Their eyes answered her eloquently enough.
She slipped off the shirt.
"It's a little late for modesty," she announced. But she didn't feel nearly as embarrassed as she should, standing there in nothing but her pink bikini panties with all four men devouring her visually. Their eyes were hot, and she knew it. Hooking her thumbs in her panties, she started to slide them downward, but she hesitated, made them wait.
Someone gasped as the upper edge of her pussy came into view with the panties' slow descent. She pulled the bikini back up, cutting off the sight.
The look of anticipation on the faces of Tommy, Bill, and Jake was almost thrilling to see, and she flashed two or three times before she finally yanked her panties down, all at once, and let them drop down the long columns of her legs. The fluffy auburn red of her pussy hair bristled under their visual inspection, and her pink-nippled tits heaved with her breathing.
She put her hands on her hips and stood defiantly, turning herself toward each of the men.
Richard's lips were wet, his tongue showing between them as she displayed herself to his friends. His gray eyes were full of desire as he looked up at Charlene's face and body. She knew that look of his pretty damn well after being married to him for four years.
She felt a hot crazy tingling spread through her lean, packed five-seven frame. Except for her shoes, she was totally naked, and the men stared at her as if they'd never seen a bare body before -- even her husband, who knew her curves by heart.
"Is this satisfactory?" she asked, but she couldn't retain the icy edge in her voice. Shc was feeling very warm inside.
Jake tilted his head to one side. "Not quite. Rich here has told us a lot about you -- hell, guys talk about their old ladies! You know that, Char! I've seen a lot of gorgeous women, some of them almost as hot as you, who were, like, real duds when it came to the good stuff. Now I can see you have the body for it. But before I accept Richard's bet, I kinda have to know that you can deliver. I think a demo is definitely in order."
"If you think I'm gonna..."
"No, no," Jake protested, "you can demonstrate on Rich. I wouldn't want to ask anything improper. After all, I haven't won the bet yet, have I?"
Richard at least had the grace to blush. But he scooted his chair back from the table, and he laid his cards face down as he stood up.
She stepped toward him tentatively, conscious of the eyes that were focused on her.
He took her into his arms. She was tense and nervous, but his arms surrounded her, and she felt his warm body against hers, and that made it a little better. What was she expected to do, for Chrissakes? She was positive she couldn't fuck him in front of his friends.
But as he kissed her lips and her neck, as his hand caressed her bare tits, as his groin rubbed against hers, cock already hardening inside his pants, she took one more look at the table and she knew they couldn't afford to lose that much money in a motherfucking card game.
She leaned back as he moved his mouth down her neck, onto her chest, seeking the pink buds of her tits. If she closed her eyes, she could pretend they were alone.
But she heard someone clear his throat and she couldn't pretend. She glanced around and saw that they were staring, and somehow the gaze of their eyes made her feel almost comfortable in this strange situation.
A shiver raced through her body, partly from Richard's firm, hungry sucking at her nipples, partly from his hands all over her moist sweaty ass, and partly from the eyes that took it all in.
She pushed her body against his, feeling the proof of his arousal bulging inside his pants. Jesus, he could get a hard-on in front of his buddies.
She squeezed his ass and ground her loins against his, feeling more heated with each pulsation of his body on hers. His fingers moved into her crack, tickling the red-furred gash of her pussy from the bottom. She was being turned slightly, so that her back was toward the table, and she knew that her cunt was open, her slice visible.
Richard's fingers entered the opening and she squealed softly. The squeal turned into a gentle purring moan as his finger began to work in and out of her cunt. She found herself lifting and falling, impaling herself again and again on that intrusive finger.
"Yes, oh, fuck, yes!" she gasped, riding his finger, sucking it into her suddenly very wet pussy.
He put her hand on his crotch, and she gasped again, at the stiffness of the cock that she felt there. She unzipped him and reached inside, filling her hand with his cock while she stared into his eyes. Now it was his turn to gasp.
She shifted her position slightly, turning so that the guys could see exactly what she was doing, and she took Richard's prick out of his pants.
He didn't have the biggest cock in the world, she knew even from her own relatively limited experience, but he had a fat one and it had to be one of the two or three hardest pricks ever created, when it took the urge to get horny.
Holding his cock was like holding a bar of iron. She moved her fist along his rigid length, and as she did, her tongue fucked in and out of his mouth.
Now that she was doing it, the whole thing seemed remarkably easy. She felt as if she were on drugs, riding high above the mundane, a creature of her own laws and urges.
"I suppose you guys want to see how I give a blowjob, too?" she said, turning. She didn't expect to hear any denials. Charlene dropped to her knees on the floor and she took her husband's cock in both hands, skinning back the foreskin to bare the purple knob. She started to lick him up and down, holding his cockhead between her fingers while her tongue worked over the rest of his prick.
"Goddamn," she heard Tommy say. He had his pipe in his mouth again and he was sucking and puffing it.
Charlene fed Richard's cock into her mouth and she began to work her way back and forth over the head of his cock, working his prick in and out of her lips in deep hungry swallows.
"Oh, honey!" Richard gasped, grabbing at the table for support.
He swayed on his feet, and his cock lunged deep into Charlene's mouth, but she didn't let up for a moment on her sucking. Her mouth fed greedily on his hard cock, taking him deeper with each succeeding gulp. The end of his cock throbbed in her throat, and she pushed her face downward till she was kissing his balls and his pubic hairs tickled the tip of her nose.
She pulled her face up again, sliding completely off his cock. Her fist worked his foreskin up and down, hiding then baring his hugely swollen, grapelike cockhead.
Her tongue slicked around and around his glistening bulb, rimming him, tickling his pisshole, even sliding downward to lick the cheese out from under his foreskin.
She pulled the outer skin back up over the end of his cock, and she squeezed down hard, in the way that always made him moan from way low in his guts, and then she ate him once more, this time taking him really deep, almost into her throat.
The taste of his cock in her mouth was more exciting than she could ever remember. They'd been married for four years, and she loved to suck his cock, but she'd never been quite as hungry for his prick as she was right now, with a hot-eyed audience watching her every move, her every gulp.
Richard was breathing like a bellows, his hand braced rigidly against the table top beside his face-down cards. His knees were wobbling, and if Charlene hadn't been leaning into him, he might have fallen flat on his ass. His other hand was on her head, guiding her in a task at which she needed no guidance whatever.
She had her fist around the base of his cock, stroking him while she sucked. She pulled his foreskin back almost to the breaking point, then slid it forward again, but his cock was so stiff and elongated by now that she couldn't work the outer shell very far, and the swollen end of his cock stuck out from its foreskin no matter how she manipulated.
Her other hand, she realized several minutes after the fact, was extremely busy between her legs, stroking the hot wet lips of her pussy.
Charlene could hear their heavy breathing as they watched her. Not even the hot rush of blood pounding in her temples, echoing in her ears, could mask the excited panting noises that came from the card table.
She trapped Richard's cockhead between her lips and she sucked almost visciously at him, slurping as she worked her mouth hotly and wickedly on his throbbing prick.
Nobody had ever complained about her blowjobs, and it gave Charlene a sense of pride, almost, to be doing it in front of an appreciative audience. She knew now how those wild girls in porno movies must feel as they performed their arts in front of a camera, and to be honest, she found it supremely exhilarating.
She loosened her lips and worked them eagerly over the engorged head of her husband's cock. He was on the verge of coming. She could taste the little spurts of jizz that were prematurely oozing and leaking from his prick, the way the stuff always seemed to seep from the tip of his tool when he was starting to lose control.
Her mouth thirsted for the hot gift of his cum, just as much as it did when they were in private, but there was a wild new intensity to the fact that when she got his jism, it would be with other men watching every gulp, every spurt, every bubble of cum that leaked from her lips. She wanted it now, wanted to feel him blasting, but she also wanted to make this eerie excitement last just a little longer.
Her fingers reamed inside her tight but extremely wet cunt. She found herself almost too slick and slippery to frig properly, but she frigged the fuck out of herself anyway, the fingers sliding in and out, emerging from time to time to smear hot pussy juice across the tingling bud of her clit.
Her mouth raced up and down on Richard's cock. She eased his balls out of his pants, through the zipper's teeth, and she moved her mouth down to lick and suck at them too, before she nibbled her way back up the thick hard shaft and once more trapped his purple cockhead between her hungry lips.
She swallowed his cock to the root again, and she slurped and gobbled the shivering pulsation of his prick, her tongue swirling on his flesh in cum-stirring swoops and passes.
She locked her thumb and finger around the base of his cock, squeezing hard, tight, sexy, while her mouth lifted and fell over the upper half of his big hard prick. Her tongue was a hot carpet of wet desire and his prick thrust across it time after time, fucking madly into the tight hollow of her throat.
"Oh, Char, baby!" he moaned the way he always did just before he let his cum blast. "I'm gonna -- cummmmmm!"
She slid his cock out of her mouth and eagerly stroked at his swollen throbbing cock while her tongue flipped and flicked and butterflied across the almost livid knob.
She flogged him with her tongue, and she purred and hummed at his prick as she lapped it, and just as she laid her tongue beneath his knob like a wet pink funnel, his piss-slit erupted with the squirt of sticky cream.
Charlene's tongue tingled and quivered as the white liquid blasted straight into her mouth, and she gulped as she drank it down. Her finger was up her cunt, frigging wickedly, and she was within a pussyhair of an orgasm in her own right, but nothing excited her more than the feel and taste of his cum in her mouth.
Her mouth closed over the end of him, sucking the sweetness off his jism-drenched knob, and she clutched him possessively in her mouth until his cock went soft and shriveled upon her tongue, and she had only the thick, tangy, cummy taste in her throat to remind her of the orgasm she'd sucked out of his balls.
She swallowed, gulping hard, as if she had a quart of the stuff down her gullet. Her eyes closed, and she found herself wondering if she could now turn around, eyes open, to face his friends, after this display.
She didn't have to think about that, though, while she continued to suckle gently at Richard's softened cock. But then she heard a sigh, and she knew that it was Jake and that it was time to finish the game.
She turned, Richard's cock slipping out of her mouth, and she stared at the men who had watched her sucking off her husband. Behind her, she heard Richard zipping up.
Charlene looked into Jake's eyes. "Well, does that answer your questions?"
Her tongue came out and licked a stray drop of cum from her lower lip, and she stared at him as he watched her slurp it into her mouth.
He nodded, his eyes glazy. Lust away, she thought. You'll never get any closer than you are right now.
"Then we'll finish the hand," she said, standing up, no longer even conscious of her nudity. She put her hand on Richard's shoulder.
Richard cleared his throat. "By all rights, I think that based on what you just got a look at, I'm entitled to see your twenty-five and raise you a hundred, minimum."
"Richard!" Charlene snapped. "Will you play the fucking hand and get this over with?"
He nodded, grinning sheepishly. "It really was a hundred-dollar blowjob, though. Okay, Jake. I'm seeing your bet and calling it. Tonight you go home with your pockets empty, for sure!"
He spread his cards on the table. "Four kings."
Richard grinned broadly and he reached for the chips.
"Uh, wait a sec," Jake said. "Unless we're playing Michigan rules, I think this hand needs to be looked at."
He put his cards on the table, face down, and he turned them over one at a time. First the five of spades. Then the four of spades. Charlene felt her knees getting weak. The next card he turned was the three of spades. Charlene sucked in her breath. She grabbed Richard's shoulder, her fingers digging in.
"Oh, Jesus!" she whispered as Jake turned over the two of spades.
His hand hesitated at the final card, but she knew even before it turned that it was going to be the ace of spades. A straight flush.
"Christ," Richard said, "I fucking thought I had him! He wasn't bluffing at all!"
Across the table, Jake stood up. As he straightened, Charlene could not miss the huge lump inside the crotch of his snug jeans.
"The bet was for half an hour with Charlene. And I'm ready to claim it." Jake patted his grossly swollen cock. "Right fucking now."
Chapter Two
Charlene looked at her husband, anger blazing in her blue-gray eyes.
"You son of a bitch!" she shrieked. "You said you could beat his hand? Goddamn, it, Richard, I am not going through with this! If anybody's gonna suck his cock, you can fucking well do it yourself!"
She folded her arms defiantly, but even as she did, she realized that the act lost some of its effect due to her complete nudity. Much too late, she modestly put one arm in front of her tits, let the other hand slide down her smooth, sweat-dampened tummy to attempt a shield for her damp pussyfur triangle.
Jake came around the table, strutting. She looked up, feeling tiny now that she was naked. She'd never really appreciated how big Jake was, until now, but the man stood almost six and a half feet tall and he was built like a locomotive. Not at all fat, just big.
Charlene shrank back at his approach. She glanced to her husband for moral support.
Richard shrugged. "I lost. We all agreed. You too, Char."
Jake took her by the wrist, his huge hand completely enveloping her. She shook her head, unable even to look at him now. He tugged, and she found herself stumbling toward the man who had just won her sexual favors.
"You know," he said, his voice sounding surprisingly soft and warm as he put both arms around her naked body. "I've thought about this probably since the first time I ever met you."
His hands cupped the sweat-covered cheeks of her ass and his belly and groin pushed against Charlene's. She could feel every inch of what seemed to be an absolutely enormous cock bulging excitedly inside his pants, and, as her body rubbed his, she felt the tempo of his pulsation down there, the hot eager blood flowing into his prick and keeping it stone-hard where it touched her. Her nipples were stiff with tension and they felt almost raw as they scraped at the front of his shirt.
"Please!" she begged, trying to get free.
He didn't let go. His hands tightened on her ass, massaging the spongy curves of her ass. She squirmed, lifting and falling against him. Inside his pants, his hard cock seemed to move and twitch each time her body jiggled.
"Richard, will you do something, Goddanm it!"
Jack was nuzzling her neck, biting delicately at the flesh. His body did a rock and roll against her, and she could feel the hot sweat oozing from her armpits.
"C'mon," Jake whispered into her ear. "I think we should adjourn to some place private, don't you? We only have a half hour."
Tommy Banks put down his pipe.
"Wait a sec, man," he said, winking across the table at Bill Wilson. "Nobody said anything about a half hour alone, did they? According to the rules, as I understand them, whatever you do with Char, you have to do right here."
"Oh, just a fucking minute!" she snapped, her head jerking around.
"He's right," Richard said, and there was an odd tone in his voice that almost frightened Char. "We didn't say you could have her in private."
Jake laughed, and he gave Charlene's sweaty ass a nasty little pinch. She squealed and slapped at his fingers, but he was already rubbing away the momentary hurt. Her hand came to rest atop his and she wasn't sure why she wasn't pushing him away.
"Well, hell," he grinned, "if that's the way you guys want it. I'm not a damn bit shy, and after that little show, I know Charlene isn't either. C'mon, baby, you can work off your old man's debt and we'll show these assholes what a real fucking looks like."
He tipped the table upward, spilling everything off it -- cards, chips, beer cans, ashtrays -- and then he lifted Charlene straight up into the air.
"Put me down, you cocksucker!" she shrieked, and he did -- right on the table top. Her legs hung over the side, and she lifted one to kick angrily at him, but he evaded the kick and spread her thighs with his big hands, moving into the gap.
"Something else I've wanted to do since the first time I met you," he said, leaning in to kiss her on the mouth.
As his mouth covered hers, his hand trapped her pussy and he manipulated it skillfully, knowingly. Charlene moaned into Jake's mouth, her cunt lifting toward his clutching hand.
"Ah!" she gasped, feeling his finger open her pussy, slipping inside her cunt.
He thrust deeply, and she leaned back, her cunt rising even higher, swallowing the finger he had inside her. His face moved downward, onto her tits. He bit her stiff nipples, making them feel stiffer still. He sucked hard, and she tossed her head from side to side, murmuring wordlessly. She could feel her nipples extending, lengthening, against the flat wet surface of his lapping tongue.
His finger went deeper into her cunt, fucking back and forth into her depths. She was dripping wet inside.
Of course she was. She'd been frigging herself like some kindof slut while she blew Richard. Her cunt still tingled from the masturbation, and now Jake's finger rekindled the excitement she had felt ten minutes ago.
Her pussy walls began to suck and squeeze around his finger, and she could feel the wetness oozing down her cunt, into the hollow of his hand where it pressed against her finger-parted pussy. The heel of his big hand rubbed the bud of her clit, and each squeeze, each thrust, made her cunt leak out even more of the steamy juices.
He bit into her tits, and she moaned. His teeth chewed into her tits, nibbling the rubbery nipples, and she whimpered. Her tits ached, as if they were full of milk and dying to let it squirt. He sucked harder, and she felt as if she were gushing milk into his mouth. Her eyes closed and her head tossed from side to side.
Her body throbbed and jerked as his finger continued to work in and out of her dripping cunt. His mouth left her nipples, moved down her belly, and she writhed and strained.
His finger came out of Charlene's cunt, then rubbed wetly up and down the itching slice. She jerked madly with each stroke. He spread her cuntlips wide. His breath whispered across her pussy flesh, and she felt that her clit was as big as a peach pit. His tongue dropped down, lapped gently across her clit.
Charlene gasped as his mouth slid down the length of her cunt. He kissed and sucked at the exposed scarlet flesh, then brought his tongue back to lick at her clit again. She was pissy-wet now, her cunt oozing steamy juices. He stretched her cuntlips to their widest, licked them inside out, then thrust his tongue straight up Charlene's cuntal mouth.
His tongue stabbed in and out of her, not as rigid as the fingers she'd used to fuck herself with a few moments ago, but as limber, as treacherous as a snake, invading Charlene's cunt. Live-wire jolts of excitement shot through her body with each thrusting penetration, and her pussy tube snapped back aggressively, as if it wanted to trap his tongue and keep it inside her forever.
"Now that's real eating pussy!" Jake announced, lifting his face from her auburn cunt bush.
His mouth was ringed with smears of wetness. He licked his lips, smacking them enthusiastically.
"But I betcha it's also good fucking pussy, too," he added, looking defiantly at Richard. "You know what I'm gonna do to your wife, don't you? You know I'm gonna stick my cock up her hot wet cunt?"
"I know," Richard said. "You won the bet. It's your right."
"Just so we understand." Jake smiled, standing up.
Charlene, stretched across the table, propped herself up on her elbows, her head feeling so giddy she was glad she wasn't on her feet. Jake stood between her open, spread legs, and he was unbuckling his belt, taking down his pants.
His shorts were absolutely crammed full of hard cock. She'd felt it rubbing against her body, but she hadn't half-guessed the size of him, once his cock was free and exposed!
He lifted her knees, pushing them back toward her tits. She stirred awkwardly.
"You can't mean to go through with this!" Charlene gasped. "It's crazy. Richard, make him stop!"
But the part of her that really counted was staring at that thick throbbing cock, feeling its hot heavy pulsations, and she clutched at the sides of the table, trembling with passionate tension.
She turned to her husband, saw him staring at her with the oddest look that she had ever seen on his face. His eyes were glazed and there was a film of spittle on his lips. Jesus, he's drooling! she told herself. It's turning him on to watch his friend fuck me!
"Here it comes, Charlene!" Jake exclaimed, and the blunt fat tip of his cock touched her wet exposed pussy.
Her belly heaved at the contact, but he pushed, and suddenly his cock was inside her, his big hard prick spreading her tight cunt.
"Oh, Jesus!" she shrieked.
She clawed at the sides of the table. Her pussy gulped as he rammed into her, straight to the balls, his belly wriggling hard against her crotch.
"Oh, fucking Jesus!" she gasped, her throat going as tight as her cunt.
Jake leaned forward and pressed his mouth against Charlene's, tonguing her mouth as he cock filled her cunt. Her pussy was full of his cock and full of her pussyjuice. There was a redhot aching, where his meat stretched the snugness of her tube.
She'd never been so full of cock before. Jake was at least two or three inches longer, prickwise, than Richard, and the head of his cock was so deep inside her she could almost feel it pushing up her throat. He fucked insistently, treating her to the feel of that monster in motion within her body, and she strained, her knees drawn all the way back. His tongue was in her mouth, and his hands pushed at her legs, keeping them up and back, and his cock came halfway out of her pussy so he could shove it home again.
Once more that big hot cock-knob tickled the mouth of her womb, and once more she moaned and begged her husband for help, but there was going to be no cooperation from Richard. She could see his lap, and there was a swelling inside his pants. The son of a bitch! Even as she watched, his hand dropped down, coming to rest on the bulge, and she saw his fingers flex around the lump, squeezing it, caressing it. Drool oozed down his chin.
"Oh, Char!" Richard sighed.
Jake's cock rammed, gathering speed.
Charlene screamed during the first three or four hard deep fuckstrokes, but her cunt was rapidly growing adjusted to the feel of him inside her, and her pussy walls sucked at him as he fucked and stabbed. She was rolling her ass all over the table top while Jake fucked her, and now the backs of her calves were lying atop his shoulders and she was squeezing at his neck with each thrusting plunge of that big hard cock up her pussy.
She glanced in Richard's direction and her jaw dropped. Her husand had his cock in his fist and his hand was jerking wildly up and down the shaft of his rigid prick. She couldn't imagine him jacking off in front of anyone, but that's exactly what he was doing now.
She moaned as Jake's cock slammed deeper and harder into her cunt.
"Fuck me, oh, God, yes, fuck meeeee!" she wailed, shoving her pussy back to meet Jake's strokes.
Her feet were pointing straight into the air now as his body pressed hard against the backs of her legs. His hands were full of her tits, and his belly ground into Charlene's each time he buried his prick inside her cunt.
She was aroused. There was no other word for it. She hadn't even looked at another man since she got serious about Richard, and here she was, fucking a stranger while he sat watching, drooling, playing with his prick. She felt so sleazy, so dirty, so nasty -- and so fucking good that it made her asshole clench in excitement!
A flash of movement caught her eye. Richard wasn't the only one with his cock in his hand. Both Bill and Tommy were also playing with themselves, each man holding a stiff, lust-reddened prick in his fist. Tommy puffed hard on his pipe, smoke and ashes whooshing out of the bowl.
Charlene rocked under Jake's hard-fucking attack. Her cunt stretched again and again to the penetrations of his fat throbbing cock.
"Is this what you wanted?" she asked her husband, but she couldn't sound half bitter enough for the effect she wanted. Oh, fucking Jesus, it felt too Goddamn good!
No one, not even Richard, in the rut of their honeymoon and newlywed lust, had ever fucked her as hard as Jake was banging her pussy right now. His fat prick slammed into her dripping hole time after time, balling to the pit of her womb, and she moaned her guts out with each fuck-stroke.
Bill stood up, leaning forward as if he wanted to get a better look at Jake's cock entering Charlene's cunt. His fist was fight around his cock, the big red cock-knob almost purple as it protruded from his hand. The tip of it brushed Charlene's arm. Bill seemed unaware of the contact, but Charlene felt it for Goddamn sure. It seemed to scorch her flesh where it touched, and she moaned again. She pulled her hand up from where it had been gripping the edge of the table and she placed it over Bill's.
"Let me!" she gasped, her voice sounding choked and muffled. "Let me have that cock, you bastard!"
His hand got out of the way fast and Charlene's took over. His cock was rigid -- not overly big, but incredibly stiff, and a maddened pulse raced up and down the shaft. She gasped as she squeezed down on him, and then she began to jerk rapidly, excitedly, along the length of his iron-hard cock, pulling on him to the fast hard fuck-rhythm of Jake's prick, up her rippling pussy tube.
The pipe dropped out of Tommy's mouth when he saw what Charlene was doing.
"You too!" she sneered at him. "If you want it, you've got to bring it where I can get to it..."
He came around the table. His prick, a rather good-sized one, Charlene noted, though not in quite the same class as Jake's, stuck boldly out of his pants. As he moved into her reach and she locked her fingers around his hot hard cock, she wondered about what she was doing. These were her husband's best friends and she was acting like some kind of cheap slut!
But if her husband had any objections, he wasn't voicing them. Richard had pulled his chair back, giving Tommy room to get to Charlene, and he was still furiously milking his own hardened cock. What kind of man was he, who could sit there and jerk off while his friends fucked his own loving wife? Charlene stared at his face, but it seemed to her that he wasn't even aware that she was looking at him.
She scooted toward Tommy, and she turned her face toward his cock.
Richard stared at the lewd spectacle of his friend's cock rubbing all over his wife's face, of his wife taking his friend's hard long cock onto her tongue for a session of wet hot licking.
Her tongue sloshed up and down Tommy's cock.
"Mmmm, it tastes good," she murmured. "You're dripping cum out of your slit already, you horny little man! C'mon, lemme put it in my mouth. I'll give you what you saw me give Richard!"
He didn't have to be asked twice. He gripped his cock at the root and shoved it straight into her open mouth, and she clamped her jaws shut on his hard meat. Her tongue worked around his cock-length while her head began to bob up and down. The end of his cock entered her throat. She gagged, but she didn't stop sucking.
Sweet fucking God, she couldn't stop! She couldn't stop any of it!
Her hand continued to milk and pull on Bill's prick, but she couldn't help wondering if it might taste as good as Tommy's. Gasping for air, she raised her face off Tommy and she turned around to get a suck of Bill.
"Your turn now," she whispered as she took his cock inside her mouth.
His cock was the smallest of the four, but it was the most comfortable to suck. She could hold it completely engulfed in her mouth and she could breathe at the same time. Her drool bathed his prick, and she guzzled the meaty flavor of his aroused, throbbing prick.
She hear Richard gasping, but she had no time to see what he was doing. Goddamn it, she knew! The son of a bitch was sitting there beating his meat, slobbering down his shirt front as he watched her being fucked by his three friends, and it was obvious that he was enjoying the shit out of the sight! Well, choke on it, Rich! she thought, her mouth totally engulfing Bill's iron-hard cock.
Jake rammed her pussy fiercely, his prick swelling almost unbearably inside her. Charlene hadn't fucked a whole lot of guys in her life, but she'd done it often enough to know how a prick felt when it was on the verge of explosion. Jake's cock fucked harder, plunging irresistibly into her wet cunt, and her belly heaved rapturously with each ramming stroke. She wailed and whined around Bill's cock in her mouth, and she fucked her pussy back to meet Jake's oncoming cock.
Bill held her head while she ate him, but when she was ready to switch her oral attentions back to Tommy's prick, she slipped loose without a struggle.
She fitted her mouth down over the thickness of Tommy's prick. Again she gurgled as it entered her throat, but she was hot to suck, and she would have stopped only for death itself.
As she ate Tommy, she kept her hand busy on Bill's cock. It was wet from its immersion in her mouth. She continued to jerk on his rigid meat. Even with her pussy and her mouth equally full of hard swollen pricks, she could still hardly believe she was doing this.
"Yeah, baby, suck that cock!" Tommy moaned as he fed her, and that's exactly what she was doing, Goddamn it!
Charlene's throat opened, taking him home in greedy gulping swallows, and if he had any complaints about this blowjob, the man was impossible to please.
Bill's cock squirted off in her hand. Her fist covered the end of his prick, and she massaged him while the hot sticky cum oozed and gushed from the slitted knob. His orgasm was a massive release. Her mouth watered even more as she thought of the squirting jizz that was being wasted in her hand. If only she'd stayed with him another two minutes, he'd have shot his fucking load straight down her throat!
Jake's hands manipulated her tits, almost beyond endurance, as he fucked her. His cock rammed relentlessly into her pussy, and his prick was swollen to enormous size in her -- or was it just her cunt tightening up in the approach of its own ecstasy? God, she knew she was gonna come.
"Fuck me! Oh, God, yes! Fuck meeeeee! Fuck me like a slut!" she gurgled around Tommy's prick as it worked in and out of her mouth.
Jake lifted her ass from the top of the table and he wrapped her legs around his waist, then he just pounded his cock into her gaping cunt, hitting the bottom of the tunnel with every thrust. His belly rammed hers hard, stimulating her clit, and she squeezed him with her legs, urging him to fuck her deeper, harder, faster.
Her head bobbed on Tommy's prick, and she was sucking him into her throat on every swallow, something she had rarely been able to do in the past, even with her husband. But her mouth was so wet, and stretched so widely, that she was a little amazed she wasn't taking his balls in at the same time as his long hard prick.
"Oh!" Richard gasped.
She closed her eyes, still eating, still fucking, totally aware that the gasp signaled her husband's cum-gush into his own fist. She'd heard that sound too many times to be fooled.
Jake gasped too, and his prick plunged all the way up her pussy, hitting firmly against the tip of Charlene's uterus, a split second before his cum roared into the pit of her belly.
She screamed at the feel of his eruption, losing Tommy's cock from her mouth in the process. Her hand still held the shaft, and she was jerking mindlessly, unknowingly, but her attention was devoted almost exclusively to the blasting response of her own to Jake's gusher of sperm. His cock was as big as a fist shoved up her cunt, and she rocked insanely under his thrusts.
"Yes, oh, yes, fill me with your hot cum." He splattered the walls of her pussy with his molten seed, and he had not finished squirting out his excitement when Charlene came too. She bucked up against his ramming cock and her cunt went into a sucking, rippling frenzy of contractions around Jake's prick as it completed the job of filling her hole with his thick milky sperm.
She wasn't even aware that she was still masturbating wildly on Tommy's prick -- not until the sudden gush of his cum blasted her in the face and hair. The liquid was almost scalding hot, and she turned toward his prick, just in time to receive the rest of his load on her forehead and cheeks.
"Yes, Jesus, yes!" she moaned, rubbing his cock on her face as he continued to squirt. She knew that her face was literally dripping with cum, but she didn't give one bloody fuck!
Jake pulled out of her pussy slowly, his cock beginning to wilt. She looked down at his white-smeared prick. Then she heard her husband's voice.
"Your thirty minutes are up, man."
Chapter Three
As she scrubbed herself vigorously in the shower, Charlene was livid with shame and embarrassment. Sweet Jesus, what could she ever have been thinking of? Hew could she have let things get so completely out of hand?
She could still feel Jake's cock stabbing into her cunt, the throb of Tommy's and Bill's pricks in her fist, in her mouth, the splatter of Tommy's hot blistering cum into her face as he gasped hard and shot his big load straight at her.
And Richard beating his meat as he watched his friends triple-fucking his own wife! What kind of man had she married? And what kind of wife had she suddenly become? She'd never done anything remotely like that before. She'd always been a good girl.
Now, her sister Beverly -- as much as she hated to admit it, Charlene would not be overly surprised if Bev had done something like that. Her sister had always been a little wild. But not Charlene.
Her body pulsated as she rubbed it again and again with soap, but she could, still feel the greasy cum that had splattered her, not matter how hard she washed herself. She stepped into the hot spray of the shower head, and each time it hit her, she could only think of the way Tommy's jizz had gushed into her face from the swollen, beet-red tip of the cock she had stroked and jerked and sucked to ecstasy.
Her hands moved down her body. She squeezed her full, ripe tits, moaning softly as her fingers dug into the tense-fleshed mounds. She fondled her hardened nipples, sighing, as they responded to her touch.
Her hands slid farther down, into the auburn-fluffed crotch, and she cupped her pussy, clutching it almost desperately. As her fingers massaged the tingling mound, she thought of Jake's cock, ramming again and again, without mercy, into her stretched-out, fuck-wet hole.
Her clit had been still almost since the whole thing started, and her fingers discovered that it was still rigid with lustful arousal. She braced her head against the wall of the shower compartment, purring and gurgling as she worked her hands across the pointy tip of her clitoris, feeling the hot emotions surge and bubble within her cunt.
"I'm a slut," she whispered, "a nasty, filthy fucking slut!"
What was wrong with her? She'd been fucked to a frazzle -- Jake's cock was enormous and he used it like a jackhammer inside her tender, aching pussy -- but even now, as she slipped a ringer up her cunt-hole while using the rest of her palm on her clit. She realized that she was almost as horny as she'd been during the wild tabletop fuck.
Her fingers pushed inside, the muscles yielding and making room, and she worked it vigorously in and out of her pussy. She lifted and fell with the rhythm of her finger, and she knew that she was moaning aloud.
Her other hand went up and down the crack of her ass, tickling her sensitive rectal opening with the edges of her fingers while she continued to frig and fuck her turned-on cunt. Charlene had the grace to blush, and she was glad she was alone.
"Oh, Jesus, baby!"
Charlene straightened up at once. She wasn't alone.
Richard was standing in the bathroom door, rubbing the bulge in his jeans.
She pulled the shower curtain, but it was a thin veil of modesty at best and not nearly sufficient. He looked at her as if he'd never seen her before. He'd ogled her in that same lewd and suggestive way the first time they'd ever met, and it had turned her on no end at the time. But after what had happened tonight, she couldn't respond in quite the same fashion.
Christ! Look at his pants, would you! The man had gushed a load down her throat, fucking her face while his buddies watched. He had stroked his cock to another orgasm, watching, as she submitted herself to Jake to pay off Richard's wager. And now, eyeing her in the the shower, he was getting a hard-on.
His fingers traced the outline of his bulging cock.
"I'm sorry, honey," he told her, but he didn't sound sorry in the slightest. "I know it must have been terrible for you. But I thought I could beat him, and anyway, I never dreamed he'd take me up on the bet."
He was lying. He wasn't sorry. His prick was hard just thinking about the things he had seen happening to his wife on the poker table.
He took hold of the shower curtain and peeled it from around Charlene's wet body. "You're so gorgeous."
His hands rested on her hard-nippled tits. He squeezed down, and she shook her head, but she wasn't sure it was an honest reaction. Her nipples burned hot against his palms, and he clenched tighter.
"It was incredible," he said, his voice low and husky. "It was incredible watching you do that. I mean, we'd talked about weird kinky shit like that, but it was just talk. And then you did it. And my cock got so hard I had to jerk off, just watching you. But I'm hard all over again, baby. Feel it?"
He pushed his crotch against her hipbone. "No!" She shook her head. "I don't want to fuck anything right now, not even you."
But he rubbed her tits again, and her body began to smolder. Fully clothed, he entered the shower, the water drenching him. His mouth sought hers, and his body pushed against Charlene's, the stiffness of his cock touching her everywhere.
She reached down, took hold of his cock. The pulsating power of his rigid prick sent shivers of anticipation through her.
"You really did like it, didn't you?" she challenged. "It turned you on to see your friends fucking me! God, that's so degenerate, Richard!"
But his cock didn't feel the slightest bit degenerate inside her clutching hand. Hard, yes, but not degenerate. She unzipped him, unhooked his belt, yanked the pants down his long legs.
"Is this what you're angling for?" she asked, working her fist on his cock.
He nodded.
Charlene trembled, and then she let go of his cock. "I can't! I can't do it again, not this soon."
She moved past him, out of the shower, onto the fluffy mat. As she reached for a towel, he came out right behind her, water running off him, and he took her by the wrist, turning her around.
"I want to fuck you right now, Goddamn it!" His long stiff prick stuck out of his soaked shorts.
"No. You can't. I won't let you."
"The fucking hell I can't!" he shouted, dragging her to the floor.
The water was still running in the shower, splattering onto Charlene's face as she lay panting on the mat.
"I hope you douched," he said, opening her legs. "Oh, hell, I really don't give a shit!"
He dove into her cunt, his tongue already out, and his fingers spread her cuntlips to the max, opening them for the penetration of his tongue.
Charlene screamed as his tongue scraped her rigid, lust-swollen clit. His lips closed upon it and he sucked, hard, sending red-hot flashes of arousal through her body.
"You motherfucker!" she gasped. "You kinky motherfucker! Oh, lick me again, will you?"
God, did he lick her! He had he rpussy gaped open, his thumbs massaging the slick interior all the way to her hot ripe hole. His tongue got everything else, sliding down between his thumbs to dip into the open mouth of her pussy. He pulled hard on the soft slick cuntlips and fucked his tongue up Charlene's pussy, working it back and forth, then he sucked at her hole as if he meant to pull her insides out.
He came up, licking his lips, and she saw his cock again. It looked bigger and harder than ever, and the tip was thrusting out of its foreskin, the size of a small egg and the color of a dew-kissed grape.
"I want your cock in me, big and hard and hot!" she moaned. "I need to know you don't hate me after what happened."
Richard turned her over, his hands caressing the curvy slopes of her ass. He leaned down, kissed the swells of her buttocks. His lips clung to her assflesh and his fingers stroked her cunt.
"I don't hate you at all," he gasped. "It was the horniest thing I ever saw in my life. In fact, I just have to fuck you now, baby! God, I have to fuck you!"
He mounted her from the back, while her ass wiggled and her hands clawed at the carpet. She was facing the shower, and she got a steady splatter from the water that still rained in the compartment.
The end of his cock tickled the drooling gash of her pussy. She lifted upward, reaching beneath herself to take hold of his cock. The masculine energy that filled his prick almost scorched Charlene's hand. She brought the tip of his cock to her cuntmouth.
"No, baby," he gasped. "Not there. Jake fucked you there. I don't want his sloppy seconds. Let me put it up your asshole instead!"
"Oh, God!" Charlene gasped. "No!" It was something they'd talked about, but neither of them had ever done it before, and she felt a clenching in her guts at the thought of trying it out right now for the first time.
But Richard was determined, and he had her pinned to the shower mat. If he wanted to fuck her in the ear, there sasn't a hell of a lot she could do to make him stop.
He tested her asshole with his fingertip. "Jesus!" she squealed as he worked it into her, fighting with the virgin muscles. But suddenly they popped in, and he was in her Goddamn asshole -- not very deep, but fucking in her!
"It's so hot and tight," he gasped. Under him, Charlene was squirming and gasping and squealing as his finger worked in and out of her never-penetrated ass, and she knew that if his finger felt big inside her, his cock was gonna feel like a fucking telephone pole.
But she was just as excited, just as eager, as he was, and she knew that it was too late to stop -- for her as much as for him.
"Yes," she sighed. "Loosen me with your finger! Oh, Rich, baby, I know I want you up my ass, but God, I think I need you in there, too!"
His finger came out of her ass, and she moaned because of the sudden emptiness, but she knew it would only be momentary. Even as she lay whimpering, she could feel the tip of his cock moving in to the same spot his finger had already explored, and then that tip pushed into her asshole, the muscles stretching suddenly, as if they'd been torn apart.
"Oh, Christ!" she screamed as he rammed his cock into her ass.
Her asshole burned with the fury of his penetration, but she was moving frantically beneath him, urging him deeper with the sucking, swallowing response of her asshole to the presence of his big prick sliding home.
It was a tighter fit than she had ever believed possible. His cock struggled for every inch of penetration, and her asshole yielded almost reluctantly, but with a burning energy that left Charlene shaking.
Again his prick fucked into her ass, the taut, tense muscles being stretched repeatedly by the swollen, lust-gorged weight of his hard cock. The sensation as he hit the bottom of her rectal tunnel with the fattened tip of his cock was indescribable.
She clawed the mat on which she lay, and she beat her fists against the floor.
"Oh, you motherfucker!" she shrieked. "You're ripping my asshole apart!"
He wasn't listening. His hands were full of her tits, and his flat hard belly slapped her jiggling ass as his cock re-entered her shitter time after time, growing slicker and greasier with each plunge into her shithole. She could feel his cock enlarging inside her, as his prick drew nearer and nearer to the moment that it would gush her innards with a boiling load of sticky white cum.
This was certainly a night for new experiences! And to think that no more than an hour ago she'd been munching potato chips and trying to find something worth watching on TV! In the time since, she'd fucked four different men, including her husband, and now her asshole was full of Richard's sex-mad cock, and she was eating it up like a sleazy slut!
Even as she reveled in the hot sensation of being ass-fucked, of being dominated by her aroused husband, she found herself troubled and uneasy.
Life wasn't supposed to be like this. Normal people didn't behave this way. She couldn't imagine any of her friends being fucked by strangers atop a card table while their husbands watched, jerking off in eager excitement at the disgusting sight.
But she couldn't deny her own excitement. She was taking Richard's cock up the asshole, something she'd never done before with him or anyone else, an idea that had always seemed perverted and disgusting to Charlene.
But now that her shitter was full of driving prick, she could only ask herself why she had waited so Goddamn long to give it a try! She wasn't sure she'd ever do it again, but she was definitely gonna come her guts out this time!
As Richard's cock rammed her stroke after hot-burning stroke, she could still feel Jake's prick ravishing her pussy, still taste Bill's and Tommy's cock warm and stiff and meaty in her mouth, feel the oozing slide down her cheeks of the cum that Tommy had squirted into her face.
His hands were full of her tits, and her tits ached with the lust that had built, and was still building, inside her. He squeezed, and she thought her nipples were going to pop and flood the room with hot squirting milk.
"Yes! Oh, Jesus! Yesssssss!" she screamed.
The constant wriggling of her body across the shower mat was doing wild wicked things to her clit and she could feel the excitement rising to a peak. Three or four more strokes, a few more rubs on her clit, she was nearly there! Nearly there! Oh, shit, he was gonna make her come with his cock buried in her hot tight asshole!
Richard's hand came down and grabbed a fistful of her pussy. His fingers opened her cunt, tickling the slick hot inner flaps, then poking into the hot drooling mouth of her cunt. She screamed again as he finger-fucked her bubbling pussy, and the tip of his finger seemed to meet and merge with the tip of his cock as it reamed out her asshole. He worked his fingers as if he meant to snap them.
"You cocksucker!" she growled. "Oh, you cocksucker, you're gonna make me -- cummmmmmmmmm!"
It always aroused him to hear her using filthy words, and this was no exception. His prick seemed to make a lurching, shuddering plunge, taking him deep into her constricted asshole.
She screamed shrilly, feeling his cock ram deep into her guts. He penetrated, and the bulbous knob of his prick hung almost motionless, fully buried inside Charlene's ass, and that was all she could take, all she could endure.
"Yes, oh, fucking Christ..."
The orgasm ripped madly down the tunnel of he pussy, and her walls sucked at his inserted, cunt-stabbing fingers. Her asshole contracted like a vise around the hard, fat barrel of his cock, and her shitter strained almost to the snapping point.
Her ass lifted up, lifting him with her, and she descended, then rose again. The motion worked his cock in and out of her asshole, and those extra hot strokes were too much for a super-aroused Richard to withstand.
"Take it, you whore! Take every drop of my hot load! Oh, baby, here comes your jism enema!"
As he began to squirt, his cock expanded.
Charlene went cold, then hot, then cold again, her temperature fluctuating wildly from one breath, one heartbeat, to the next.
The boiling explosion of his cum fired into her bowels, one hot blast after another. He filled her with his erupting river of sperm, so much that as his cock continued to pump into her asshole, the force of his entry caused the already-deposited jism to squirt out around the wide-stretched hole, clotting on the short hairs around the base of his rod.
He pumped her and pumped her long after his cock had gone dry, but his prick refused to soften, remaining rock-hard and lusty inside Charlene, still shoving in and out of her clenched, exhausted shitter.
"Enough -- oh, fucking Christ, enough!" she moaned, flat out beneath him, his cock still rammed up her ass. "Take that fucking thing out, I think you've ruined me -- I think -- oh, Jesus!"
She wriggled out from beneath him, her guts churning. Quickly she planted her ass on the toilet seat with a split second to spare. Red-faced, panting tumultously, she emptied herself into the bowl.
Talk about a jism enema! she thought, hardly able to look at her husband in the face.
When she finished, she wiped herself and stood up, her legs trembling so much she could barely stand straight.
"You bastard," she hissed, avoiding his eyes. "What are you doing to me! What kind of sick perverted animal have you become! What kind of slut are you trying to turn me into!"
She stormed out of the bathroom, holding her ears so she wouldn't have to listen to his words, and she raced naked into the bedroom, closing the door and locking it behind her.
Charlene threw herself onto the bed, huddled in a tense, shaking ball of raw nerves. With the pillow over her head, she could hardly hear Richard knocking at the door, calling out her name. She could hardly hear anything, except for the voices inside her own mind. And the things they told her were not at all pretty or comforting.
"Go away!" she screamed. "You got what you wanted, Goddamn you! Now I need to be alone!"
But being alone was a terrible thing, and she cried in the darkness, frightened at the loss of her innocence, terrified by the excitement it had created within her shivering body.
She had to talk to someone, but who? Her mother?
There was someone who might understand, who might be able to tell her what to do.
Someone who very possibly might not even be shocked at the story Charlene had to confess. Tomorrow, she promised herself, she would spill her guts to her kid sister Beverly. If anyone could help her figure out what was going on, it was Beverly.
Chapter Four
Beverly stubbed out her cigarette. "Holy shit, Char, I don't believe a single fucking word of it. Not from you. You're too straight for anything like that."
Charlene gave a bitter laugh. "That's what I thought, too. But it happened. All of it. I'm still black and blue from where they were pawing me and feeling me all over, all of them -- even Richard. Oh, God, it was so incredible!"
She sipped at the drink Bev had forced on her. The tangy gin and lime juice made her mouth feel all tingly. It was too early in the day to be drinking, and she hadn't had any breakfast. Jesus, she thought, I'm almost drunk!
"I couldn't even look him in the face," she went on, "not after all that happened last night. I locked him out of the bedroom, and I didn't come out till after he'd gone to work. And then I had to talk to somebody, so here I am. God, I never thought I'd be crying on my kid sister's shoulder, let alone telling her such a filthy story!"
"It doesn't sound all that filthy to me," Beverly challenged. "Show me the black and blue marks."
She leaned back in her chair, stretching out her long, long legs. She was nineteen, almost six feet tall, and she was nearly all legs. As usual she was wearing shorts that showed off her slim shapely thighs to best advantage.
Bev was a brunette, without the reddish tinges that livened up Charlene's hair, and she sported a fantastic tan, with sunstreaks in her hair. Her eyes were a deep green and even without makeup, she was a beauty. She stretched in the chair, hands folded on her tummy.
"Really," she insisted. "I want to see it for myself. Like, I didn't get to watch you in action, Sis, so I might as well see the results. Come on, slut, show me what a girl looks like who's just fucked half the guys in West Virginia."
Charlene blushed scarlet. Bev had a rather filthy mouth at times. She said things in public that Charlene was sometimes a bit shy about saying in the privacy of her bedroom, but Bev was so bubbly and outgoing that from her it sounded cute.
Bev got up and went over to her sister's chair. She began to tickle Char under the arms and down the ribs, until her older sister was giggling. As Charlene straightened up, Beverly yanked upward on her top, baring the upper half of her sister's body.
"Jesus! I can see the marks! Your poor tits look like they've been handled to death!"
It was true. And they ached to the touch. It had been all Char could do to fit them into her bra.
"Is there more?" Bev asked.
Charlene nodded. She stood up, unbuttoning her jeans, sliding them down her legs. Her thighs were lightly bruised, from the vigor of the fucking she'd undergone last night.
So were her asscheeks, but the panties covered them. Or did, until Bev playfully tugged at the wasitband and bared one of her sister's asscheeks.
She patted the quarter-sized bruise there. It had come from Richard's vigorous ass attack, his body banging hard into his wife's as he filled her ass with the throbbing meat of his cock.
Charlene felt weird, standing almost naked in her sister's living room.
"God!" Bev said, sliding her arm around Charlene's waist. "You look like the aftermath of an orgy, Sis! I believe you now, I guess, but Jesus, I wish I'd been there to see it myself! I still can't picture you doing anything like that!"
Bev snuggled closer. "Now, me, that's a different story, right? Like, I'm the family slut. Daddy's treated me like a whore ever since the day I moved in wth Bob Dunbar, even though Bob's long since history."
Bev pressed her warm body against Charlene's.
"Jesus, I remember the first time I ever pulled a train! Sure. Back in high school. Oh, you'd already graduated then, hadn't you? I'm surprised the story never got around to you, but maybe the six o'clock news missed it."
Bev giggled, and now the points of her stiff-nippled tits were unmistakable, touching Char's back.
"When the basketball team was up for the state finals, and I was a cheerleader? God, I still feel sooooo guilty! I decided to do my bit for team morale, so I gangfucked them -- well, just the first string, I mean, let's be real, right? But it was the night before the game, and they were so bombed out the next day they lost, 92-57. And I still think that losing the championship was my fault. But it was just a fucking game, right?"
Bev giggled, savoring the memory. Her hand stroked her sister's back, and she leaned a little closer. Her gin-scented breath tickled Charlene's nostrils.
"C'mon, let's put some lotion on those wounds of yours, and we'll try to figure out what to do with your life. Christ, when you screw yourself up, you do it in a big way, don't you? Just making up for all those years of being a good girl, I suppose."
Charlene was still shocked by her sister's casual confession. In some ways, she had to admit, her kid sister was just a bit slutty -- in her appearance, her language, her way of living. She'd lost count of how many different guys Bev had shacked up with over the last couple of years. And the last roommate had apparently moved out in a hurry, leaving the apartment looking like the aftermath of a flood.
The bathroom was as messy as the rest of the place, with Bev's undies and nylons hanging all over.
At Bev's direction, Char stripped down while her sister got some body lotion. There was no place to put her clothes, so Charlene just dropped them to the floor, where they joined Bev's discarded things.
"Mmmm, your skin feels so nice," Bev sighed, rubbing the lotion onto Charlene's body.
Her small, delicate hands moved up and down her sister's frame, lingering on the thighs and the hips. She moistened her palm again and rubbed upward, smoothing the oil onto Charlene's tits.
The nipples were pebble-hard, as they always became when they were touched. Bev's fingers seemed to linger momentarily on the stiffened pink points -- longer than was necessary, true, but the fingers were soothing and comforting. Charlene closed her eyes and sighed.
Hair brushed her face, and when she opened her eyes, Bev was staring at her from inches away. Bev still held her sister's tits, and her pelvis brushed against Charlene's.
"What are you doing?" Charlene asked.
Bev tilted her head and kissed her sister on the mouth, her fingers digging into Charlene's tits. Her body shoved hard, pushing Charlene up against the sink cabinet.
Charlene gasped and tried to fight free, but Bev was bigger and, despite her skinny frame, a hell of a lot stronger. The more Char struggled, the firmer became her sister's grip on her. Charlene felt her legs being pushed open, Bev's body forcing itself between them.
"Uhhh," she murmured as Bev's crotch came to rest against her own.
Bev licked her sister's mouth, her tongue wet and hot. Charlene squirmed, holding her lips shut tightly, but Bev's tongue wiggled inside and touched Char's teeth. Charlene shivered, and her teeth parted, and she felt her sister's tongue come sliding in.
Bev danced up and down, rubbing Char's crotch with her own. Char was naked, and Bev wore only her satiny running shorts. The feel of them on Charlene's pussy -- still itchy and raw from last night's workout -- was incredible, mellow yet ferociously arousing, at the same time.
Under her T-shirt, Beverly's tits were free, her nipples sticking out. The mounds moved insistently, touching Charlene's chest, and the heat of the tits radiated into Char's body. Bev kept on kissing her older sister, and her hands continued to squeeze and fondle Char's tits -- which didn't hurt nearly as much as they had a few minutes ago.
"C'mon, Sis, didn't you ever do it with another girl?" Bev whispered kittenishly, her tongue playing on the tip of Char's nose, moving down to lick her lips, her chin.
She bent over and let her tongue slither wetly across the stiffened tip of a hard pink nipple, then she looked up at Charlene, as if she were expecting a rejection. When she didn't get it, she fed the end of the tit into her mouth and sucked it expertly.
Char had had her tits sucked a few times, of course, but there was something wild and crazy about feeling her sister's mouth working around and around her pink-nippled tit. Her nipple lengthened against Bev's tongue, and each fresh lick made her tit throb and tingle.
Char felt like a mother nursing her baby as she wrapped her arms around her sister's head and pulled Bev close to her breasts. But was suckling a baby supposed to turn her on this Goddamn much?
Bev's hands went lower, into the auburnfuzzed nest of her sister's cunt. The cuntlips had been sore from last night's ravishment, but the moment Bev touched them, Char could swear that her pussy started to heat up.
Bev's fingers opened the cunt, sliding delicately, expertly, into the furrow. They teased Char's pussy-mouth, slipping inside it, one at a time, for quick darting stimulation, and it worked.
Charlene's tummy heaved, and her crotch began to move up and down, her cunt sucking hungrily at the fingers that tickled its itchy aperture. She could feel the juices oozing from the walls of her pussy, feel them sliding wetly down her cunt to moisten the tip of Bev's deftly inserted finger.
"You whore," Charlene said breathlessly, "how can you do this to your own sister?"
Her thighs began to flex and squeeze around the hand that was working so precisely, so skillfully, between them. Her muscles drew Bev's finger deeper into the pit of her moistening pussy.
She breathed hard, her throat aching from the effort, and her cunt seemed to expand around Bev's finger, pushing it out, then sucking it home again.
"I've wanted to do this like, forever," Bev whispered, "but you were always sooo fucking straight and goodie-goodie. Mmmm, but your pussy doesn't feel so straight right now, does it, Sis?"
Charlene squirmed restlessly, the finger sliding a little deeper into her cunt. Bev's thumb worked around the base of her clit, and there was no question that the coral-pink love button was in a state of arousal. Bev hadn't touched it directly yet, but it was standing up like a hard cock and the base-rubbing made it extend a little more with each caress.
Bev changed to the other tit, and sucked until its nipple was as stiff and spitty as the one she had just abandoned.
"I don't just fuck guys." Bev giggled. "I've spent some of the happiest hours of my life with my nose up a hot pink pussy. And I mean hours, Char! Mmmmm, if I eat your hot hole, I may not let you go till next week sometime!"
She kissed her way down her sister's tummy, burrowing into the furry tangle of cunt hair.
On her knees now, shoulders keeping Charlene's legs spread widely, she rubbed Char's cunt with her face, sniffing and blowing softly across the splayed gash. Bev looked up at her sister, waiting for the denial, knowing that she would get none from Char. Her tongue came out and slithered across the tip of the clit, in the same knowing way that she had aroused her sister's nipples.
It was obviously not the first time Charlene's sister had ever sucked a pussy. She seemed to know exactly where to put her lips and tongue to get the optimum response from her.
Bev licked the slash, inside, then out, not even stopping when she got hairs on her tongue. Char's cunt was fuzzy-bushed, but Bev ate it like a gourmet who lived for meat on the hoof.
"Oh, you taste so fucking good, Sis!" she sighed, just before she slipped her tongue into the hot wet hole that her fingers had already aroused and made ready.
Charlene screamed at the sensation of Bev's tongue slithering up her cunt.
"Oh, shit!" she gasped, almost losing her balance where she leaned against the sink cabinet. Bev's tongue worked farther up her pussy and she thought she could feel it licking her guts.
"And Richard fucked your asshole too, did he?" Bev giggled, her hands spreading her sister's asscheeks.
Her fingers moved into the spread, and started to tickle the highly sensitive hole that had been opened for the first time just last night.
Charlene winced at the feel of her sister's finger back there, but it wasn't nearly as big as Richard's cock, and when it slipped into her shitter, forcefully opening the hole, she grunted.
There was something rather provocative about the wiggly finger that penetrated her ass, especially when it was coupled with the action of Bev's tongue in and out of Charlene's hot wet cunt.
"You wanna continue on the floor, in bed, or on the kitchen table?" Bev asked innocently, looking up from her sister's cunt. "I mean, this is what the guys call eating pussy, definitely, Sis, and it sure tastes like it wants me to finish the job."
Five minutes later, Beverly stripped by her bed while Charlene lay watching, waiting, panting with anticipation. Her sister was definitely sexy, she had to admit. Guys had always stared at Bev, and it was easy to understand why, seeins her strip with an insistently sexual purpose to her actions.
Slim to the point of skinniness, almost, but she had a pair of firm, thrusting, hard-pointed tits and a high-set, curvaceously rounded ass.
Bev dropped her shorts -- she had no panties underneath -- and she strutted to the bed, her big tits swaying as she walked. She rubbed them with the moist, lotion-coated palms of her hands, making the smooth tanned skin shine and glisten, and her eyes sparkled as she looked at Charlene, breathlessly awaiting her on the bed.
Charlene sat up as Bev joined her, and she put her arms very, very tentatively around her sister's body. The warmth of Beverly was thrilling and almost intoxicating -- even more than the stiff gin-tonic Bev had forced down Charlene half an hour ago. She inhaled the scent of Bev's hair, the musky sweat-smell of her sister's body, and she knew it was much too late to think about stopping now.
Leaning in, she kissed Bev. She had kissed her sister a million times, but never before like this. Her mouth was wet and open when it touched Bev's, and her sister's mouth opened in unison, making room for the thrust of her curious, questing tongue.
Bare tits came together, the hot hard nipples kissing too, and the sisters' sweaty, excited bodies meshed into a heap of hot flesh on the bed. Charlene found herself atop Bev, grinding her pussy into her sister's receptive cunt, and she squirmed in the grip of hot sisterly hands that clutched and gripped at the cheeks of her fiery ass.
"Will you do it some more?" she asked. "Lick me, I mean -- suck my pussy, the way you were doing?"
"Only if you do mine too," Bev smirked. "It tastes almost as good as you. I know. I've sucked my pussyjuice off a lot of tongues! And cocks, too. Guys always say my cunt reminds them of a juicy taco, the kind with three red peppers on the wrapper. Hot and tasty. C'mon, Char, give it a try, please?"
Charlene shivered as she looked down at her sister's long nude body. The prospect of that body, of the forbidden kind of lust that it promised, was too Goddamn irresistible to pass up now. She'd gone this far. She might as well go for fucking broke.
First she went down on Bev's tits, teasing the nipples to even stiffer erections with her tongue before taking them into her mouth for sucking that was at first gentle but soon turned rough, hard and horny.
Charlene could not believe how satisfying it was to hold a big, spongy-fleshed, sweat-coated tit in her mouth and give it a luscious, wetmouthed sucking. And the flow of saliva in her mouth was matching, gush for gush, the ooze of juice in her pussy.
Bev's hand was between Char's legs, toying with her cuntlips. A finger entered the pussy, frisky and playful, but totally aware of all the right spots to hit.
Charlene squeezed her thighs together, trapping Bev's hand between them, forcing it to continue the sweet horny caresses. She turned her head downward, moving instinctively toward her sister's waiting cunt, knowing she would find only pleasure when she reached it.
Beverly had shaved most of the hair off her pussy. She left a fringe at the top, but she'd cleaned off the fuzz along the cuntlips and the slice, leaving them as bare as a little girl's. A small vee of white flesh covering the cunt itself was the only untanned spot on her body.
Charlene opened her sister's smooth, slick cuntlips and stared for a moment at the first pussy she'd ever seen in such close-up detail. It didn't look anything like a taco, she decided. Did it taste like one?
Bev's cunt was hot and spicy, for sure! The first glide of Char's tongue along her furrowed cunt gash was revelation. She looked up in shock.
"God, it tastes good!" she said in disbelief. Then without waiting for Bev's reply, she went right back to licking her sister's hole.
"Mmmm, yeah, Char, baby!" Beverly purred as her tongue went to work in and out of the yummy, wet slice of her sister's cunt.
The encouragement thrilled Charlene, inspired her to try new licks, new attacks.
She couldn't get enough of the sweet-tasting tanginess of her younger sister's hot ripe pussy. It had a slightly, fishy taste, as if it weren't entirely clean, but that only made it more exciting. Charlene imagined a big hard cock gushing cum up her sister's hole, Bev loving it too much to douche the stuff away, and her tongue tingled salaciously.
"Oh, honey, you're gonna make me come!" Bev purred, thrashing, on the bed while Charlene's face was glued to her pussy. "Have you been doing nasty stuff with girls that you never told me about? Mmmm, you're too Goddamn good for this to be your first time..."
Charlene couldn't explain that, either. She was caught in the grip of hot sexual inspiration, and her face fit into Bev's pussy as if it had been born there. She seemed to know every delicious spot by heart, and she licked, she sucked, she even stuck her fingers into Bev, fucking them in and out while her tongue lapped and her teeth nibbled gently at the budlike point of her sister's aroused cunt.
Bev's pussy was so wet she felt as if she were drowning in its warm cummy overflow, but she thrust her face into it again and again, sucking harder, siphoning the juices from her sister's pussy.
Still eating, she got her hands onto Bev's ass. She felt her sister squirm at the touch, and she knew she was onto another erogenous zone.
Working her tongue up and down over the clitbud, Charlene spread the asscheeks to expose the tiny puckered starfish-like opening between them. Her eyes sparkled with lust at the sight, and she remembered how deliciously naughty it had felt when Bev fingered her asshole, when Richard rammed his cock up her ass last night on the bathroom floor.
She leaned forward, allowing her tongue to touch Bev's shiner. She expected it to taste like shit, and she wouldn't have cared too much, but the flavor was primarily of sweat. Charlene licked it, giggling as Bev went wild, then licked it again, feeling her own body go a bit wild too.
"Plant your hot wet cunt on my face!" Bev growled. "I'm gonna eat you while you eat me, you rotten bitch! Jesus, where did I come up with such a nasty piece of sister? I musta just lucked out."
Charlene was more than willing to cooperate. Her pussy was full of Bev's fingers at the moment, but it was much more interested in getting a little more of the juicy licking it had already received in Beverly's bathroom.
Char swung her leg across her sister's prone body and rammed her cunt down onto Bev's face, the fluffy hairs already matted with the leakage of her pussyjuice.
Beverly's face rose to meet her sister's descending pussy, her tongue sticking out of her mouth. She lapped into the cunt as it came down, and she made gurgling sounds as it pushed her head back down onto the pillow.
Charlene's thighs clenched around her sister's face, and they flexed rhythmically with the excitement that rippled through Char's whole body. She transmitted her eagerness to Bev's mouth, and she paid the favor back in kind. She was fucking Bev's cunt with her fingers, licking around them as they poked in and out. Richard used to do that to her when they were having oral sex, and she'd always loved the sensation. It was nice to know that it turned her kid sister on, too. They seemed to have a whole hell of a lot in common, once their panties were off.
Images of Bev group-fucking the basketball team, back in high school, flashed through her mind. She wished to Christ she'd been there, could have seen it! But something told her that she was right now getting the very best of Beverly, something the basketball team had never even touched with their hard teenage cocks.
She feasted on her younger sister's cunt, savoring each lick, each slurp, and she whimpered joyously as she fed her own pussy into Bev's hungry mouth.
Bev's hands were all over her ass, stroking the sweaty cheeks -- they didn't hurt nearly as much as they had before -- tickling the still-tender asshole as well. She seemed to enjoy tickling Charlene there, and Charlene didn't half mind being tickled up the asshole.
Charlene sucked up a mouthful of shaven pussy and moaned into it as Bev's finger speared its way into her ass and fucked her just like a tiny but determined cock. Charlene's tongue repaid the favor by going deep into her sister's pussy and licking thirstily at the wet interior of the fish-flavored hole. She got a mouthful of Bev's cunt, and she savored it.
"I've got a dildo," Bev panted. "And I'd love to fuck you with it, baby -- can I, please, huh?"
"Oh, God! That's disgusting!"
But it also sent thrills of curious excitement through Charlene, and she couldn't help wondering what it would be like to see Beverly wearing a dildo on her tall, skinny body -- to see the thing sticking out from her like a man's hard, horny prick, to feel it pushing its rubbery hardness into her aroused pussy just the way she'd been fucked last night.
"We shouldn't even be doing this," Charlene added with a sly giggle, shoving her tongue back into her sister's cunt.
"Then let's fuck, at least," Bev said, squirming beneath Charlene. "I mean, two girls can do it almost like two guys -- no cock slamming in and out, but let me show you what I mean, honey..."
She got out from under her sister and she turned Charlene around, mounting her in a deft experienced motion. Her body slinked between the welcoming spread of Charlene's thighs, and her pussy came banging against Charlene's own cunt, hitting it with a moist slap and a grinding followup.
"Oh, I see what you mean..." Charlene sighed. She embraced Bev, and pulled her sister's face down so she could kiss it. This was very wicked, but it felt very good.
Charlene sucked at one of her sister's swollen, hard-nippled tits, murmuring as the fat tit filled her mouth with sweaty delight. She licked harder and harder at the nipple, her body turning to flame beneath Beverly's grinding pussy-assault.
She could sense from the way Bev squirmed against her that her sister really enjoyed the ticklish rub of hair against her own mostly shaven snatch, and Charlene threw her cunt into gear, giving Bev all the hair-stroking the longlegged bitch could take!
And a little more for good measure!
It set her own cunt afire, and her juices oozed from the hairy crack, merging with the squishy wetness of Bev's pussy as the two wild hot pussies banged and bumped and fucked together.
"Oh, I'm gonna come!" she warned her sister.
Bev's body was hot as fire atop her, and, as Charlene's hands slid down to cup her sister's bouncing ass, she could feel the orgasm vibrations starting to explode inside Beverly too.
She humped up with her pussy, and the two sisters climaxed almost simultaneously, their pussies drooling juices into each other as they squirmed together in maddened convulsions.
"So," Bev smiled at her sister as they lay panting on the bed, "what other kind of nasty tricks have you learned while I wasn't looking?"
Chapter Five
"Are you sure this is the right way?" Charlene asked, a little reluctant to get out of her sister's car.
They were parked on the rear side of the mall, near the loading dock at the warehouse where Richard worked. It belonged to one of the big chain stores.
"You have to talk it out," Bev counseled. "Hey, I've fucked up more relationships than you'll ever have! I know all about this stuff! Now come on and we'il go find him."
They got out of the green MG. Bev led the way, strutting in her spikes and miniskirt, which made her look about seven feet tall and called a lot of attention to her long legs and pussyflaunting walk. Her tank top was cut as low as the law allowed and her generous tits bounced freely inside it.
The girls mounted the loading dock and entered the warehouse area, ignoring the authorized personnel only signs.
"Oh, shit!" Charlene sighed, stopping short. The first Goddamn peson she had to run into was none other than Jake Morgan, the man who had won her body in last night's card game.
"Well," he said, coming up to the two women, "how's it going this afternoon, Char?"
He smiled broadly, and it wasn't hard to tell what was on his dirty mind. His eyes ranged up and down Charlene's body and then got their fill of Bev, too, as she stood lazily to one side.
"Is that him?" Bev asked. "Oh, God, he's a big one! Compared to you, I mean."
With her spikes on, Bev could almost look Jake eye to eye.
She flashed one of her patented dazzlers at him. "Hi, I'm Charlene's sister. Beverly Cavanaugh. And you must be the notorious Jake."
He took her offered hand. "Weren't you a cheerleader at Liberty? When my kid brother was on the basketball team? Eric Morgan. I know I've heard him mention you sometime or another."
Bev giggled. "I just bet he did. Was he first string?"
Charlene cut in. "Listen, Jake -- I need to talk to Richard. Where is he, anyway?"
"He and Tom and Bill are out on the truck," Jake replied. "They had to make a delivery in Elkins. I know they won't be back till late. Is there anything I can do for you... again?"
Just then a forklift buzzed up, en route to the loading dock.
"We'd better move before we get run over," Jake said. "Come on. It's time for my coffeebreak anyway."
He led them up a flight of stairs, to an upper storage room. The door was locked but he had a key.
I shouldn't be here, Charlene kept telling herself as she followed the sway of Jake's ass up the stairs. She was starting to have distinctly lewd flashbacks of what he had done to her last night, and she found herself growing very uncomfortable.
"This is where we keep unclaimed furniture and appliances," Jake said, unlocking the door. "Great place to sneak out for a siesta."
The room was full of miscellaneous stuff, some of it crated, some of it not. Jake led the way to a sofa, which he pulled out into a day bed. He sat down at the foot of it.
"Might as well get comfortable," he said.
"So," Bev declared, sitting down on the other side, "I hear you're pretty lucky at cards."
She crossed her legs, leaning back as she did. The mini lifted high up her legs. If Jake had been looking, he could have seen all the way to her crotch. Charlene noticed that Jake was looking.
"Lucky at cards and very lucky at love," Jake replied. "Sit down, Char. No need being uptight. You might as well take a load off that sweet ass of yours. Anyway, I think we're beyond friendly now, aren't we?"
"Don't get any big ideas!" she snapped. "I came over here to let Richard know that I've forgiven him for that fiasco last night. And that his poker nights are definitely over. For good."
Jake didn't amer. He had one eye on the exposure of Beverly's legs.
Bev leaned farther back, lifting her feet onto the day bed. The glossy black shoes she wore caught Jake's eye.
"Oh," she grinned, "I'm in on the whole nasty business. You can talk in front of me, Jake. God, I can't believe that Richard actually bet this wife in a card game -- and lost her! On the other hand, Jake, how did you enjoy fucking my big sister? I bet she made that cock of yours sooo hard."
"Bev!" Charlene interrupted. "We're trying to discuss this rationally!"
"Well," Jake put in. "If you wanna go for rational, maybe I ought to tell you that the game just might not have been exactly the way it looked."
"What does that mean?"
Jake shook his head. "You'll have to take it up with Richard. It's his business to tell you, not mine." He turned to Bev. "I know what it is about you. You're the one who screwed the whole basketball team the night before they lost the state finals."
"I'm famous," Beverly giggled, stretching out her legs.
The hem of her mini lifted almost all the way to her cunt. She ran the tips of her fingers down one long bare thigh, and she looked at Jake thoughtfully as she did it. His lips were puckering.
"SO what about that card game?" she went on.
"I'm not saying anymore," Jake declared. "I probably said too much already."
Charlene's mind turned over last night's scene, sorting the data like a computer. Suddenly her eyes went steely. "It was rigged, wasn't it? You cheated just so you could have me?"
Jake shook his head and drew a finger across his lips, as if he were zipping them shut. He smiled as he did it, the same way he'd smiled just before he had shoved his face, and then his prick, into Charlene's cunt.
"Talk, buster!" Bev flared, sitting bolt upright. "Talk, or you'll fucking wish you had! Okay, Sis, I guess we're just gonna have to whip it out of the bastard. Grab him!"
And with that Bev threw herself onto Jake, panting and hissing, and she wrestled him down onto the bed almost at once. He was big, but she was nearly as tall, and there was a wiry strength in Bev that Charlene already knew all too well. And, with her sister in action, Charlene couldn't do much except join in. She grabbed Jake from the other side and helped Bev pin him to the daybed.
"You stacked the deck, right, big guy?" Bev panted, struggling to keep him down. She pushed her knee into the joint of one arm and pinned it in place. Charlene was trying to hold down Jake's other arm. "So hot to get into my big sister's pants that you rigged the poker game, right?"
He still wasn't talking, and it was obvious that he wasn't even putting up any sort of a fight. The women were all over him, and he just lay there smiling, moving a little to keep up the pretense. In fact, he stretched out, and even when the girls cuffed and slapped at him, he didn't lift a hand to hit back.
"Only one place a guy is really vulnerable," Bev said, winking at Charlene. "I'm sure you know where that is, right, Sis?"
She reached for Jake's zipper. He didn't make a move as she undid the fly and stuck her hand inside his pants. Her eyes got big and glittered like emeralds.
"Oh, Jesus!" she exclaimed, feeling his cock. "Oh, holy Jesus! Did he actually use this thing on you?"
Bev pulled his rigid prick out. His cock was so big and hard she couldn't get it out through the fly alone. She had to undo his belt and pull his pants down, then the shorts, finally freeing his big thick cock. It stood straight up, red and erect, and her hand moved excitedly up and down the shaft.
Bev lifted her knee from his arm and she slid down his body, taking his cock in both hands. Her ass pointed toward Jake's head, and, now that his arm was free, he took advantage of the opportunity to lift Beverly's mini-skirt and rub the pink-pantied roundness of her fine, fullchecked ass.
"Well?" She giggled, looking back at Char. "I guess we could enjoy torturing him into submission, right? The Contras seem to get off on it, and why shouldn't we?"
She moved her face to his crotch and rubbed his steely hard-on. She breathed on his cock as she caressed his cock with hands and checks, and her tongue emerged from between her lips, glistening wet, hungry for the taste of Jake's big cock. She licked his prick, delicately at first, but with a growing impatience and desire. Saliva ran down his shaft, and she raced up and down the length of his big hard prick, slurping and kissing and smacking her lips.
Charlene watched in fascination. She'd never seen Beverly fucking with a guy before, and her kid sister had certainly developed some interesting techniques.
Bev sighed as she filled her nostrils with the scent of Jake's cock, and then her mouth ringed into an open red-lipped O and she fed the end of his prick inside, purring and hollowing in her cheeks as she started to suck him for real.
"You slut," Charlene said, but she wasn't offended.
Bev just rolled her eyes and shrugged, her mouth full of Jake's cock. She sucked on his cock fast, her head pistoning up and down the shaft. She didn't take it deep, but God, the way she sucked! Every couple of slurps, she'd slide him out and lick her drool off his cock, coming back up the prick to the big swollen cockknob. She tongued it with a growing excitement, rimming the edges of the cock-knob, tipping her tongue into the piss-slit, then gulping him back into her mouth for some more of what Charlene was sure was extremely hot-mouthed sucking.
Charlene let go of Jake's arm. He encircled her body and pulled her down full-length beside him. She turned her face slowly toward his, knowing he was going to kiss her and more than a little anxious for it.
His mouth brushed against hers, and his tongue slipped into her mouth the way his cock was already in her kid sister's mouth. His hands moved over her body, testing the curves and protrusions, verifying that they were the same ones he'd licked and sucked and handled last night at her house. Excitement bubbled in Charlene's blood, and she squirmed closer, pushing her tits against him. She wasn't wearing a bra, and her nipples were stiff and hot and obvious, under her shirt.
He cupped a tit, squeezing it hard, and she stiffened, moaning. He unbuttoned her shirt and flipped it open, baring her tits.
"They still look good," he whispered.
"Do they still taste good?" she teased, lifting one, aiming it toward his mouth.
His lips moved down, covered the nipple, began to suck thirstily. She rose upward, forcing both tits into his face. He squeezed her tits together and worked his mouth back and forth from one piercing hard nipple to the other. He bit her, sucked her, licked her cleavage, even pushed her shirt farther back and licked the shaven hollow of her armpit, sucking sweat from her glands as arousingly as he'd tried to drink milk from her tits.
Down below, Bev was still sucking his cock, and he had his hand inside her pink panties, tickling the shaven lips of her cunt. She squirmed as his finger moved in and out, and she kept sucking harder, her mouth moving farther down his cock with each breath. She was taking him almost to the balls, and she sucked as if she wanted even more in her mouth.
"Let me torture him a while," Charlene suggested.
Watching Bev eat prick had made her tongue numb with excitement, and she longed to feel the meaty power of that cock in her own mouth. She realized that she had not taken Jake's prick orally last night. He'd sucked her, until her clit burned in arousal, and then he'd fucked her with that gigantic hard prick, but she had not gotten to taste his prick. Now the need to suck him was irresistible.
"I said, give me that fucking cock!" Charlene demanded, pushing Bev to the side and grabbing the big wet cock in both hands. She kissed the cock-knob, then she took him into her mouth, gulping him down in a thirsty swallow.
Jake was still finger-frigging Bev. She turned around to face him, and she was on her knees, pumping up and down on his finger.
"Oh, Jesus, can you do as good with your cock?" she gasped, squeezing back at him with the muscles of her hot wet cunt.
She pulled her tank top upward, baring her own tits.
"Not bad, hey, man?" she chirped, cupping her tits in an offering. She flopped them again, then reached for the button of her skirt, popping it off completely in her haste to get out of the garment. Now she was wearing only her panties. "Go ahead. Rip 'em off."
He was up to the balls in Charlene's mouth. His big hands grasped the pink nylon and gave it a sudden yank. The fabric tore, and Beverly was bare.
"If you don't tell us the truth about that poker game," Beverly warned, "I'm gonna suffocate you with my pussy. No kidding, man! Just like this!"
She flung her leg over his face and squatted down with her cunt, pushing it onto his mouth. He opened his mouth and started to lick at her.
His tongue wiggled up and down the hairless crack of her cunt, pushing her cuntlips wide, slithering between them. Wetness oozed from her, thanks to the fingering he'd already given her, and to her own degree of erotic arousal. She was nearly always a quick turn-on, and on a day that had begun with sucking off her older sister, she was far down the road already.
Jake manipulated her asscheeks while he sucked her cunt. His tongue ravished the hot hard bud of her clit. It was big, and it was aroused. He drooled his spit onto it, then he polished it with his tongue, and she throbbed and pulsated and oozed creamy cunt-goo onto his face. His tongue stole down to lick up the juices, and he pushed inside her hole in search of more.
"You better talk," she warned him, giggling. "We could do this for hours and hours if you don't tell us what we wanna know..."
Charlene sucked dreamily at Jake's cock. His prick was enormous, and not that much fun to suck, really, because she preferred a cock that didn't overstuff her mouth, but the idea of eating another man's prick was what really excited her. And this time Richard wasn't watching her, wasn't playing hotly with his own cock while she sucked a stranger.
As she kept on feeding, she put a hand down inside her slacks, inside her panties. She petted the fluffy auburn hair of her bush, tickling the lips that lurked inside. God, she was dripping wet! Had she pissed herself while she was distracted? Her cunt was that wet!
She speared a finger into her pussy, murmuring around her mouthful of prick as she penetrated herself. Her body was heated almost beyond endurance. She was going to suffocate inside these clothes.
Charlene forced herself upward, lifting her mouth from Jake's cock. She looked at her stark-naked sister, who was shoving her cunt into Jake's face again and again, and she smiled. She slapped one of Bev's jiggling asscheeks, and her sister turned, grinning.
"I think I'm wearing down his resistance, Char," Beverly announced. "Oh, Jesus, you do that again and I'm gonna come all over your tongue!"
Charlene stripped and returned to the daybed. Jake's cock was still hard, and she fisted it again, sliding her hands up and down the entire stiff length. She mouthed it, but now that she was naked, she could think of something that would be even more fun than sucking Jake's cock. Quickly she straddled him, easing the tip of his cock between her pussylips. She moaned at the size of his prick, but that was what she wanted, and she eased herself down, taking his cock deep and hard into her hot wet hole.
She began to fuck him, her cunt pistoning up and down his prick-length, and it was a hot, satisfying fuck. She knew even as he entered her pussy that he was going to make her come, just like he had last night.
She leaned forward as she rode up and down, pressing her tits against Beverly's back.
"Oh!" Bev sighed, turning. "I see you're doing your bit, too, Sis..." She squirmed atop Jake's face. "This is your last chance, big dude! If you don't answer our questions, you're going to be fucked to death. The Cavanaugh sisters take no prisoners!"
Jake was too busy sucking her cunt to answer. "Lemme turn around," Bev husked, spinning quickly and replanting her pussy on his face. His tongue snaked up her pussy from a slightly different angle, and she leaned forward so she could rub titties and faces with Charlene.
The sisters threw themselves into the spirit of double-fucking Jake Morgan. Charlene was moaning into Bev's mouth, hardly able to believe the degree of excitement to which her body had been heated. She was twitching her cunt all around his cock as it thrust in and out of her, and she plummeted up and down upon the stiff-thrusting prick, taking it repeatedly to the very pit of her pussy. God, it hurt when he rammed all of that thing into her, but it hurt so fucking goooooood!
Jake was rimming Bev's ass and pussy in alternation, sliding his tongue and lips back and forth from one aroused hole to the other. Bev sighed and moaned, making rattling noises from deep in her throat. Char already knew what her sister looked like in the throes of orgasm, and she knew Bev was about to climax now. God, she wasn't the only one, either.
"Confess, you worm!" Bev giggled. "Oh, Char, honey! Hurry up and come! I want a ride on that big fat dick too!"
"Come and get it!" Charlene invited, jumping off Jake's cock.
His cock wiggled, wet and glisteny with her pussy juice. Charlene pulled her sister forward. Bev gasped as she moved into position and stuffed her pussy full of Jake's meat.
"Oh, it's so big!" Bev slid her cunt down to his balls and the tip of his prick throbbed against the tip of her uterus.
"Suck on this, Jake!" Charlene commanded, pushing her own pussy down onto Jake's face.
She already knew from personal experience how well he could eat a cunt, and she ached to feel his tongue on her cunt again. He started to lap her pussy, sticking his tongue in and out of her trembling cunt-hole, and she oozed a flood of juice down upon him.
She caught Bev's hands, and the two sisters kissed and tit-rubbed each other once again, having switched ends on Jake. Boy giggled and drooled as she received his fucking.
Charlene's pussy slobbered its excitement onto Jake. He fucked his tongue in and out of her, as eagerly as he fucked his cock into Bev's pistoning pussy.
Char lifted and squirmed and wiggled, alternately presenting him with her clit, her cunt, her asshole. He didn't care what she put on the table. He fucking ate it all!
She squealed as his finger suddenly penetrated her asshole, stabbing deep into her shitter, and now she wished that his finger was as thick, as hard, as long, as Richard's cock!
"Do it, you fucker!" she growled. "Oh, do it! You fuckerrrrrrr!"
She came all over his face at that point, her cunt exploding and pissing out a river of juice into Jake's sucking mouth. He kept on licking, and his finger continued to slam in and out of her tight backdoor, but it wasn't as tight as it used to be, and Charlene knew it wasn't going to have too much chance to snug up again. She planned to use that hole for a lot more than shitting.
"Jesus, oh, shit, Jesus!"
Bev was coming too!
Char swayed, leaning forward to embrace her sister, and their wet mouths crushed together as they moaned their orgasms into one another, their hard-nippled, bouncing tits jammed together, their hands stroking up and down each other's hot, throbbing sweat-soaked bodies.
Beverly slid off Jake, his cock popping out of her pussy, his cum gushing like a river out between the splayed lips of her pussy. Charlene put her hand on Bev's cunt, stirring that cumdrenched hole with her finger, and her sister stiffened, groaning as she endured yet another burst of orgasmic pleasure.
"Okay," Charlene sighed, turning to Jake. She grabbed his prick. "We're gonna do it to you all over again unless you fucking tell us how you rigged the game last night!"
Beverly was too frazzled to speak, but the sight of Jake's cockhead protruding from Charlene's squeezing fist was far too much for the younger sister to ignore. She bent down and licked his sperm and her pussygoo from the tip of his prick, then she closed her lips around the bulbous cock-knob and started to suck it, hard and fast.
Charlene could feel the prick throbbing into renewed life, but Jake struggled.
"Jesus, you're gonna kill me!" he gasped. "I'm not ready for another round!"
"Then talk, bastard!" Charlene invited, squeezing more energetically on his prick.
The rest of his prick was inside her sister's mouth, and Bev was sucking mercilessly. Jake moaned with each pulsation that passed through his prick meat.
For the first time in her life, Charlene began to realize that a woman could wear a man out and still crave more for herself. God, she was feeling the need for a little more fucking, a little more sucking, and it was clear that Bev's fires were far from extinguished.
"All right, Goddamn it!" Jake panted, pushing the two women off him. "I'll tell you. But I don't think you're going to like it one little bit, Charlene. Like, you're making one big mistake right from the start. You're assuming that I fixed the game just so I could get a chance to fuck you. Well, that isn't exactly what happened. It was all Richard's idea. From beginning to end. I went along with it, and so did the other guys. Christ, baby, all of us have fantasized about fucking you! Who'd turn down the chance to do it for real when your own husband made the invitation?"
Charlene's jaw dropped. Richard? His own idea? The son of a bitch!
Chapter Six
Richard Phillips had mixed feelings as he drove home from work. It had been a hell of a long way, with a trip to Elkins to deliver and set up a whole fucking houseful of furniture and appliances. The overtime was always good, but he was knocked out and ready to take off his shoes and get mellow.
On the other hand, he had no Goddamn idea what kind of mood Char would be in when he got home. She'd turned so weird after last night, locking him out of the bedroom and everything. Christ!
He couldn't much blame her. It had been such a crazy trip, and straight out of the blue as well. But she'd never have done it any other way. What he could hardly believe was that she'd gotten into it as hotly, as deeply, as she did. Not to mention the effect it had had on him.
His cock had been half-hard in his pants all day, just thinking about what he had seen last night in the rec room. And now, driving home, his prick was almost bone hard, stiffened beyond endurance and anxious to drive straight up Char's sweet tight pussy.
He just wasn't sure she'd let him. The mood she'd been in last night, he wasn't sure she'd ever let him fuck her again. Christ, had he fucked everything up? Had he blown it all?
He pulled into the driveway, but stopped short. His sister-in-law's little green MG was parked there already.
Richard parked and went into the house, a little uneasy about the prospect of facing two pissed-off women.
"In here," a voice called. Charlene's. At least she was talking to him. He followed the sound, into the rec room.
Char and Bev were seated at the big round card table. They both looked fantastic. Boy was wearing a slinky black sheath dress that made her body look like about ten million dollars' worth of pussy. It fit tight around her tits, pushing them up, making them stick out, and it rode high on her incredibly long legs.
Rich had been tempted, more than once, by his wife's juicy younger sister, but he was also realistic. Bev just wasn't a one-man gal. She changed guys almost as often as she changed her panties.
Char was in shorts and halter, very casual, very sexy. Rich eyed her warily, but he was also mentally stripping away the clothes and picturing her stretched out naked on the card table, like she had been last night, with Jake's cock filling her wet hot cunt and her mouth darting back and forth from Bill's cock to Tommy's. He could still see the moment they had all gushed cum, onto her, into her, and she had blasted off too, screaming orgasmically. His cock throbbed in his pants and he wished Bev would go home. He needed to fuck Charlene.
"We're just playing cards," Charlene said, tapping the cards on the tabletop. "And what a wonderful coincidence that you've come in, Rich! Because I've just made a bet that might be of some interest to you."
Bev giggled, watching the puzzled expression on her brother-in-law's face. She crossed her legs, aware that Rich was looking at her thighs in motion.
"The bet," Beverly said, "is that if she can't beat the fantastic hand I'm holding, then I get half an hour with you, baby. No holds barred."
Richard's jaw dropped. He blushed a little, realizing that Bev knew what had happened last night.
"That's crazy," he said, but he didn't sound as if he really meant it.
"I'm calling you," Bev said. "Let's see your cards, Sis."
Char cleared her throat and laid out her cards. A two, a five, a jack, a king, another two.
Bev snorted. "You dumb cunt. Did you think you could beat me with a pair of twos?"
Bev spread out her cards. She had a pair of threes, the rest just filler.
"Looks like I win," she added, standing up and stretching her long body to its full length, and then some. "Half an hour, no holds barred."
Bev smiled, strutting toward her brother-in-law.
The spikes she was wearing lifted her to well over six feet. She stood a good three or four inches taller than Richard. That, he reminded himself, was the other factor that had always kept him from going after Bev. He hated to carry a stepladder around just to fuck a girl. She seemed to glory in her height, sneering down at him as she came closer.
She moved in semi-circles as she advanced, her eyes ranging up and down Richard's body.
"This is nutty," he said, looking past her at Char.
"So's this!" Bev snapped, grabbing the bulge in his pants.
He'd forgotten that he was already heated up, but the touch of her hand on his stiff cock reminded him immediately.
She stroked his prick, exploring its shape, its size, while her green eyes bored into him. She licked her lips and her eyes became emerald.
"No wonder Char fell so hard for you," Bev whispered. "This is one hell of a dick!"
"Char," Richard said warily.
His wife just shrugged. "I lost, fair and square. Same way you did last night, honeybunch. I guess it's only right to play this out the same way. Whatever you do to him, Bev, you have to do right here. In front of me."
"Noooo problem!" Bev giggled. She released Richard's cock. "What's the matter? Aren't you interested? Do you think I'm ugly? Let me show you a couple of things."
She reached behind herself and unzipped her sheath dress. It opened and fell, shimmering down her body. Beneath it, she wore satiny underwear -- black bra, black panties, black garter belt. Sheer dark stockings clung to the lengthy curves of her legs. Richard's eyes opened wide. He'd seen Bev in bikinis, but he'd never seen her looking so immediately sexy, so Goddamn fuckable...
Beverly wrapped herself around Richard as he stood facing her. She was all legs, arms. She entwined him like a snake. She covered his mouth with her own. Her tits pushed firm and big against his chest. She ground her cunt in erotic circles against the stiffness in his pants.
"I just hope I can get all I want in a half hour," she whispered. "Because I need a lot..."
She moved back, taking him with her, until her ass bumped the edge of the table. She sat down then, opening her legs widely. Leaning back, she brought Richard's hands to her satin covered tits.
He stroked her tits, squeezing the flesh beneath the veil of satin. She put her hands on his waist, unhooking his belt and beginning to take down his trousers. They dropped to his ankles. His shorts were distended with the size and thrust of his erect cock.
By the time Bev dropped his shorts, he had already unhooked her bra and was using his hands and lips on the base flesh of her tit. He fed on her nipples, panting as he sucked them.
She worked her hands up and down the erect length of his cock. She found his foreskin and began to play with it, giggling as she did.
"Ooobh, it's not clipped!" she purred. "I love to play with those things!"
Charlene watched from her chair. She was feeling very warm inside her clothes and she wondered if it was too early to strip down. A hand worked back and forth over the halt that covered her tits. Her nipples were hard and pointy inside the brief top. Her other hand stroked the interior of her thighs, the fingertips walking lightly across the crotch of her shorts. She could hear a squishing sound every time she touched her pussy directly. Now she knew how Richard had felt last night, watching her with another man. She was feeling exactly the same way as she stared wet-mouthed at his foreplay with her younger sister.
"My panties now!" Bev commanded, still stroking Richard's cock. "Take down my panties and suck me out! Char says you eat pussy like a wet dream. Prove it to me!"
She lifted her ass while he took down her panties.
"You have to kneel," she told him, pushing on his shoulder. "I won you, remember? And I set the rules..."
Richard knelt between her legs. He stroked the insides of her thighs, kissed her through the stockings.
Bev leaned back, sighing, stroking her tits in gratification. His lips moved onto the area between her stocking tops and garter belt.
Charlene could hear him smacking and slurping as he tasted her younger sister's flesh. Her own hand was inside her shorts, inside her panties, and she was pawing insistently at the auburn-fleeced gash of her cunt. Wetness oozed from her hole and her fingers soaked themselves in that wetness.
"Only twenty-five more minutes," Char said hoarsely, sliding a finger into her wet horny cunt.
Richard stared at his sister-in-law's pussy, now that he was face to face with it for the first time. She only had a little brow of hair at the very tip of her cunt. The cuntlips were smooth shaven, and the pink of her cunt interior glistened wetly at him, the lips already winking open to expose her sex groove. He sucked in his breath, sloshed the drool that had filled in his mouth, and he moved his face in toward Bev's waiting pussy.
He opened her wider, started to lick and lap at everything in sight. He'd fantasized about her pussy a few times, especially after hearing some of the stories that were floating around town about his wife's kid sister, but he'd never really thought he'd have the chance to be doing this to her. He parted her slick rubbery cuntlips and slid his tongue up and down her exposed cunt, tasting the juice that was already coming out of Bev's hole. She certainly lived up to her reputadon as an ever-ripe, ever-ready piece of ass!
She leaned back, arching her cunt toward him.
"Eat me out!" she demanded. "I want to come at least twice before you even think about putting that cock inside me!"
He was using one hand to open her cunt as he licked, and the other hand was down on his cock. He only hoped he could hold out long enough to get his prick inside her pussy before his nuts gave up the struggle and gushed out an ocean of cum!
Charlene had her halter off now, and she was bouncing and petting her full, fleshy tits. Her nipples stuck out vividly, and her fingers pinched at their rubbery erections. She moaned as she caressed herself. It was obvious that she was in the grip of sexual arousal. Her eyes opened and she stared at Richard, who was looking back at her.
"Only twenty more minutes," she whispered. "You'd better hurry if you're going to live up to the hype."
Richard turned his head and licked forcefully into Beverly's cunt.
Bev jerked at the touch of his tongue on her big erect clit, and she pushed his face downward, into the steamy furrow of her pussy. Richard pushed her cuntlips as wide open as they would stretch, and he fucked his tongue in and out of her hole while he jerked more and more excitedly on the stiff meat of his cock.
"Gonna make me come!" Beverly panted, wrapping a thigh around his neck and squeezing his face more tightly against her weeping, aroused cunt.
Charlene dropped her shorts, kicked them off, and sat back. The lips of her cunt protruded, slick and wet, through the auburn pussy hair, and she grabbed her pussy with both hands, manipulating it aggressively as she watched Richard go to town in her sister's cunt. Fingertips moved in and out of the groove, soaked up moisture from her aroused depths, smeared that wetness onto the shining bud of her erect, sensitized clit. It throbbed in response, and so did the rest of Charlene Phillips. A smile spread across her face.
She liked it a great deal, but she knew something that would make it a lot more fun. She was paying Richard back in his own coin, and there was no way under the sun that she was going to lie down beside him and slip the throbbing swollen luscious-tasting end of his cock into her mouth, even if she was drooling for the feel of him fucking across her tongue, driving his big hard rod into her aching cunt!
Instead, Charlene picked up Beverly's purse and reached inside. She hadn't taken Bev up on her offer to use this dildo, but they had gone back over to Bev's place for a change of clothes alter the session with Jake at the warehouse, and Bev had packed the dildo. Just in case.
She brought out the dildo, staring at it, wondering just how the thing would taste, feel. Nothing like a real cock, she was sure, but the size and shape of the thing promised that it could perhaps come very close to fucking, and Charlene knew she was about to find out.
As she watched Richard masturbating his throbbing prick, fist-action growing more frenzied, the deeper he got into Bev's pussy, Charlene drew the rubbery dildo across her pursed lips. She kissed the object, but the taste didn't set well with her tongue. She moved it downward, into the cleavage of her tits. She squeezed her tits together and slid the thing up and down between them.
It felt real, especially as her skin added heat and sweat to the artificial prick. It thrust straight toward her face, just the way Richard's cock did when he fucked her between the tits.
She slurped at it, then moved it still farther downward, into the spread of her thighs. First she rubbed her cunt all over with the tip and body of the dildo, sliding it for a long time along the crack of her cunt. She rubbed, too, at the tingly spot around her hotly budded clitoris, and she felt her pussy become more excited, more juicy, with each stroke.
"Ooohhhh..." Beverly was coming.
Char couldn't mistake that sound, not after what she'd been through today with her kid sister. The cry of joy sent shivers up and down Charlene's spine, and she could feel a quivery responsive tingle in her clit, a thumping that pulsated back against the frictioning rub of the long hard dildo along her pussy.
"You gotta do it again!" Bev panted. "I told you I wanted to come twice before you even think about putting your big hard dick inside me."
Richard was doing a lot more than thinking about putting his cock in Bev. His prick was swollen to an incredible bulk, dwarfing the fist that stretched around the shaft. Each time he worked his hand down, he pulled the foreskin back. The head of his cock was as big as a plum when it caine into view, and it looked to Charlene as if a steady rivulet of jizz, white and viscous, was oozing from his slitted piss-hole. It ran down the length of his cock, across his clutching hand, and it just kept leaking as he kept stroking his cock.
He pushed his face back into Bev's cunt and, with a gasping inhalation, he started to suck her out again.
"Only fifteen minutes!" Charlene called, sneaking a peek at her watch. She giggled, then squirmed deliciously. She knew now how Richard had felt, watching her last night, and it was such an incredibly arousing sensation! She couldn't have enjoyed this suck-off a bit more if it had been her own clit on the receiving end of Richard's tongue.
Richard's tongue wormed in and out of Bev, fucking her like a snake. As he sucked at her cunt, he worked two fingers into his sister-in-law's hot wet cunthole and fucked in and out of Bev, shoving hard and deep. The girl squirmed, writhing across the top of the table, drawing Richard's face with her.
Charlene watched those fingers slam into Bev, and she jerked with each thrust. That was one of Richard's favorite tricks with her, and she could feel it almost as if it was happening to her own pussy.
She looked down and realized that she had slipped the end of the dildo into her cunt. She was fucking herself vigorously with the big rubber cock-toy, her wrist flexing as she drove it deeper and deeper. Even now, looking down into her crotch, she was intoxicated to see that she was doing it, totally spontaneously, her mind not even aware that her hand was engaged.
The dildo shoved in hard, deep, biting into the wet steamy softness of Char's cunt, and she jerked back her head, moaning, whimpering, swiveling her cunt forward to meet the dildo's penetration.
Beverly moaned again.
Charlene closed her eyes, thrilling to the sound of her sister in climax, and she felt a miniexplosion go off in her own packed pussy sheath. The response rippled down her cunt, ballooning around the bulk of the dildo, and she rocked back and forth in her chair, unable to do anything except enjoy the excitement of her body's response.
Bev sat up. "Oh, I'm gonna fuck you, Richard!"
He straightened up, panting, his face flushed and damp with sweat.
Bev grabbed his cock in both hands. She slid to the edge of the table and she kissed her cunt with the tip of his prick. She squirmed onto the hot throb of his cock knob, and she moved the pointed tip in and out of her cunt-hole. She teased him with her pussy, giving him just enough penetration to think that he was going to fuck her, and then edging back so that his cock popped wetly out of her hot pussy-hole and bounced into the air like a punchdrunk boxer.
"For Jesus' sake, Beverly!" he gasped. "Will you let me stick my Goddamn cock in you?"
"Fuck you!" She smiled, secure in the heat of the two satisfying orgasms he'd already sucked out of her pussy. "I won the game, and we play by my rules. Isn't that how you and your friends do it, Richie?"
She sat up and eased off the table, wearing just her satin garter belt, stockings, and incredibly spikey shoes. From her height advantage, she smiled down at Richard's five-nine. She smiled, too, at his totally erect cock, its red knob aimed at the ceiling. The size of his prick bulb was far too much for his foreskin to cover now. His cock-knob peeked out of the sheathing of flesh like a turtle sticking its head from its shell. White cum glistened on the tip of his cock, and Beverly licked her lips.
Charlene was still fucking herself frantically with the dildo.
Bev giggled. "Don't get hooked on that thing, Sis! It really isn't any good if it doesn't have balls!" She turned to Richard. "You, Richie, plant your cute ass in that chair. We're going to do this my way, baby!"
Richard stepped out of his fallen pants and sat down on the chair. He had only his T-shirt on. His cock stuck up almost desperately from his loins, and he rubbed it while he looked with imploring eyes at his wife's sister.
Bev stretched out one leg and unsnapped her garters. As Richard watched, drooling, she eased the stocking down her leg and tossed it across his lap. His cock danced as the silky nylon brushed against it.
Bev thought he might suddenly gush cum ceiling-high, but though he groaned and trembled, he held back.
"Okay," Bev said. "It's a good thing for you that you have some self-control, worm! I could make it really hard on you if you were to do something selfish and dumb like come too early!"
She took off her other stocking, sliding it down her long leg with a sensuous teasing deliberation.
Richard, in the chair, was slobbering with anticipation.
Beverly stroked the stocking across Richard's face, drawing it back and forth. She leaned in until her tits brushed his shoulder, but when he made a grab for them, she jerked back, laughing.
"No, I told you, this is gonna be my way! I'm a bitchy teasing cunt, and I'm gonna fuck you just like a bitchy teasing cunt. Put your hands down, Richie! That's right!"
She knelt by the chair, still holding the stocking she had just removed. With it, she tied his hands down to the chair legs, looping the stocking back and forth and finally tying it into a secure knot.
"Oh, shit, no!" Richard exclaimed. "What the fuck are you doing, anyway?"
"I want you helpless!" She laughed. "Because I'm going to fuck you blind and I don't want you getting cold feet when the going gets rough! You probably won't be able to stand it, and even if you pass out, you won't fall out of the chair. Mmmm, that's getting you excited, isn't it, Richie? Your big old dick is drooling out cum at the very thought of getting inside me! Well, you better save some of that stuff for me, or it's your ass! And I mean that literally! See that thing Char is using on herself? Well, baby, if you give me a bum fuck, I'm gonna use it on you, in the only fuckhole you've got..."
Charlene, fucking herself with the dildo, was almost beside herself. The filthy things Bev was telling Richard were extremely arousing to the older sister. She found herself almost hoping that Bev would get a chance to shove the dildo up Richard's ass. Something told her he just might enjoy it!
Bev took the stocking off Richard's lap and stretched it out in her hands. She leaned over her brother-in-law's lap and worked her tongue across the cum-oozing knob of his prick for what seemed, to Charlene, an eternity, but which was, to Richard, only a brief, tantalizing moment of ecstasy.
Bev lowered her lips and sucked three or four inches of his long hard cock into her mouth, and she gulped and gobbled at it, but then she lifted her head, licking her lips. "Now I'm gonna tie your feet down, too!"
She bound his feet to the legs of the chair, just as she'd tied his hands.
"Much better," she said. "I could do anything I want to you now, Richard. I could shove my pussy in your face and make you eat it for hours and hours. I could bite off those hard little nipples of yours. I could just stand here and show you my pussy and make you think about what you want, and what you're not getting, until your cock just fucking explodes! Yeah, I could do that. But do you know what I'm going to do?"
"Three minutes..." Charlene gasped, the dildo shoved almost totally up her cunt on the downstroke.
Bev laughed and straddled Richard's body. She lined up his cockhead with the crack of her cunt and eased down onto it, slipping his prick into her velvety wet pussy. She was dripping inside, limber and loose from the two sweet orgasms he'd sucked out of her pussy, and he entered her with no trouble at all. She clamped her cunt tight on his cock as she came down, and his cock stabbed into her excited cunt-hole with its steely rigidity.
"Ohhhhh!" Bev panted as she settled her cunt down upon his lap and sucked his cock totally into the steaming visegrip of her pussy.
She threw her arms around him and she began to fuck up and down, sheathing and unsheathing his cock in greedy, cum-thirsty pussyswallows. She fucked hard, but that was her way.
Richard strained beneath her, fucking with all the energy he could summon in his limited motion space.
"Oh, Christ, Beverly!" he gasped, pile-driving his cock up into her. "I used to think about what fucking you would be like, but Jesus, I wasn't even close to the reality."
Charlene came as soon as she saw her sister's cunt fuck her husband's cock. They had passed the point of no return now, for sure. No, they'd passed it last night, when she allowed herself to suck Richard's cock in front of his friends. There had been no turning back from that moment on. She fucked herself savagely with the dildo, feeling as if Richard's thrusting cock was banging into her own wet hot hole.
Her pussy ached so much she had to take the dildo out, but she was still unsatisfied. She stood up, frigging her pussy with two fingers of each hand, sliding them through the furry cunthair bush, tips slipping in and out of her wet, itchy slice and up the hot, freshly dildo-fucked hole itself. The muscles continued to quiver and pulsate inside her, sucking the fingers in, pulling them deeply. The cuntjuice oozed from the hole, down into the hoilow of her hand, and she fought back the impulse to run over and yank Bev off Richard's cock, replacing her sister's hot pussy with her own.
Bev was fucking hard and fast. Richard had twice sucked her off, and her pussy was obviously not far from a third explosion.
How in the hell Richard was holding back his own cum-blast was amazing to his wife. He should have gushed long since! But he kept on fucking, ramming his cock into Bev with all the force and vigor he could manage, strapped down as he was, and though he moaned and groaned from deep in his guts, he was still fucking, still fucking...
Charlene came closer. She leaned against the edge of the table, where Richard could not help but see her.
"I have a confession," she sighed, parting her pussylips and showing the deep scarlet of her wet inner cunt. "Bev and I weren't really playing cards, darling. We set you up. I wanted sooo much to see how you looked, fucking another woman, and we just planned the whole thing!"
"Who talked?" he gasped, still pounding Bev with his cock. "Who told you?"
Charlene slipped three fingers up her pussy, worked them in and out, smiling as the pleasure became almost too much to endure. She withdrew the fingers, leaned toward her husband, moved them in the air just beneath his nose. He sniffed at the unmistakable funky cunt smell that coated her fingers. She rubbed them on his lips, pushed them into his mouth. He sucked the sweetness from her skin, kept on sucking.
"What was that noise?" he asked suddenly. "Oh!" Charlene smiled. "That's just the doorbell. I hope you don't mind, but I invited a few people over this evening. You go ahead and fuck Beverly. I'll keep everyone entertained till you're free, darling."
She leaned down and shared a long Frenching kiss with her sister. The sight of that kiss opened Richard's eyes wider.
"Back in a sec," Charlene said, turning and going out the door.
Richard watched her naked body move out of sight, and he fucked into Beverly with a new sense of arousal.
Chapter Seven
"Get off!" Richard told Beverly, but he was still pushing his prick into her cunt, and his body clearly showed that he was full of mixed emotions. "There's somebody coming in here!"
"What's the matter?" Bev taunted. "You afraid someone might see you fucking? You let Char blow you in front of your friends last night, and then you watched while all of them fucked her. I don't think you have that much room left for modesty, hard stuff! Mmmm, c'mon fuck me, Richie -- I think you and that nice hard cock are gonna make me come all over your balls!"
And even as her cunt continued to slide wetly up and down, frictioning itself closer and closer to ecstasy on the stiffness of his thrusting cock, the rec room door opened and a nude Charlene re-entered, followed by Jake, Tommy, Bill, and another guy Richard didn't quite recognize, though he looked familiar.
"Originally the game plan was for another round of cards," Charlene announced, "so we could win back the money that you lost last night. But then I found out what game we were really playing last night, and I thought maybe we'd have another hand of it, instead of cards."
"It's still a game of poker!" Tommy laughed, reaching for Charlene.
He pulled her into her arms and tipped her back for a kiss. He was a little too short to reach her lips with both of them upright. His hand moved down her front, and he cupped the hairy bulge of her pussy.
"I think I'm gonna poke 'er right now!" Tommy stuck his finger up her wet cunt. "Jesus! Feels like somebody else's already done it!"
Charlene danced free of him. "Bev, I had Jake bring someone along just for you. Aren't you even going to say hello?"
Beverly turned. The fourth guy, the one Rich hadn't recognized, lifted his hand and waved.
"Long time, no see!" he called.
It was Jake's younger brother, Eric Morgan. Bev's eyes lit up at the sight of him. "You haven't changed much, though, but neither have I."
The tremors of an orgasm rocked through her, and she swayed atop Richard, absorbing the hard thrusts of his fucking. Her cunt milked at his cock, and the magical contractions of her orgasmic cunt bathed the ramming meat of his aroused prick.
"Oh, God, that felt good!" she sighed, lifting herself from him.
His hard cock bounced out of her hole and she turned away.
"Come back!" Richard called desperately, pumping his cock into the empty air. "Don't leave me hanging! I'm almost there!"
Bev wasn't listening. She went straight to Eric Morgan. He was tall, about her own size, and built more leanly than his older brother Jake. Jake looked like a linebacker, Eric like a young Apollo.
Bev put her arms around his neck and leaned straight in, her mouth opening as it touched his. He cupped the bare cheeks of her ass and pulled her against him, his body immediately grinding into Beverly's. She slipped a leg around one of his and worked her body enticingly. She felt the sudden, stiff rise of his cock, and she fanned his flames with the caressing pressure of her pussy.
"Oh, shit!" Richard griped.
He attempted to rise from the chair, but the nylons held his hands and feet down. He struggled, his cock sticking up hard, its length coated with the juices it had fucked out of Bev's pussy.
"Will somebody untie me! I admit, I was pretty shitty last night. I'm sorry. Now get me loose, okay?"
Beverly was much too busy to answer him.
"You still look good," she told Eric. "Almost as good as I do. How long has it been, anyway?"
She was already unzipping him, without a qualm, and pulling his cock out of his pants.
"This hasn't changed either!" She smiled, dropping to her knees.
Eric leaned against the edge of the table as Beverly began to give him some of her hot, frantic, hungry-mouth head, sliding his cock in and out of her wet mouth with lots of little sucks and bites and kisses.
Charlene smiled. She was standing between Jake, Tommy, and Bill, and all of them were handling her bare body, kissing her neck and shoulders and face and tits. She basked in their attention and she beamed at her tied-up husband.
"But darling," she said, "isn't this what you wanted? To see other guys doing it to me? Mmmm, if you watch, I think you're going to get an eyeful!"
Charlene turned to the men.
"Okay, guys, since we've decided to cut the card game bullshit and get straight to the real reason we're all here, why don't you start hauling out those cocks? I'm in the mood to suck some cock, and something tells me all of you boys have cocks that need to be sucked."
"Charlene!" Richard begged, struggling in the chair. "I think this is starting to get out of hand!"
He groaned in frustration, his cock fully erect and throbbing with the need to squirt the cum that clogged his balls.
His wife was not listening. Jake, Bill, and Tommy were getting out of their shorts. Charlene was playing with the dildo again, sliding it through her cunt, slipping the end into her pussy. It was just to keep her hands occupied while she waited for the boys to get ready. Christ, she'd tried the dildo, and she knew there was no way it could match the real thing!
She moved first to Bill Wilson. His cock was the smallest of the three, but it was fully erect and it slid into her mouth as if she'd been born to suck it. Charlene gulped and took him fully, her lips moving down to kiss the flesh wound the base of Bill's cock. His cock-knob pulsated at the upper end of her throat, and she sucked the warmth from his cock, thrilling at the meaty male taste filling her mouth.
Jake took one of her hands and put it on his own prick. She toyed with his semi-erect cock, working the skin up and down. She could feel energy flowing through the shaft, but he remained gristle rather than bone. She didn't mind. She knew he'd turn stiff as soon as she got her mouth on him.
Tommy stooped and took the dildo from Charlene. She glanced at him as he sniffed her pussy flavor from the tip of the object, then licked at it.
"Not bad," he said, "but I think I'd rather have some of this stuff straight from the source."
He opened her legs and lay down on the floor between them, his mouth moving up the insides of her thighs in a beeline for the open wetslice of her cunt.
He had a nice tongue on an aroused pussy, Charlene was quick to discover. Last night she'd only sucked and jerked on his cock. They'd gotten no more intimate than that, even though she'd allowed him to squirt his jizz into her mouth. Now, he licked and tongued her cunt as if he expected her to return the favor. He opened her cuntlips, spreading them with his thumbs, and he reamed the tender but horny portals of her pussy, tongue slipping into her for some internal stimulation that was a hell of a lot more fun than anything she'd gotten from the dildo.
He licked her clit until it came up big and firm, and then he began to kiss and suck the button, screwing his thumb in and out of her cunt at the same time.
Charlene squirmed, her mouth full of Bill's rock-hard cock, and she moaned passionately, feeling the excitement building inside her. Watching Richard fuck her sister didn't hold a candle to this, as far as turning her on. She was red hot and it was going to get hotter still before she threw in the towel!
She abandoned Bill's cock and moved to Jake's crotch. He stooped slightly so she could get at him, and he held her ears while he pumped his prick in and out of her mouth. She gagged at the ferocity and the size of his cock, but she didn't stop sucking, not for a moment, and she used her tongue so wildly that he couldn't mistake the intensity of her desire. More, she told him with her mouth, give me more of that sweet big cock!
Tommy's wet thumb moved out of her pussy and down to her asshole. Then he opened her cunt wider, his tongue diving far up her juice-laden chute, and at the same time he began to work his thumb into the tight bud of her asshole.
She grunted and squirmed, her sounds vibrating along the shaft of Jake's prick. Suddenly Tommy's thumb penetrated deep into her ass. The ring opened as if it were being ripped apart, but the burning thrust of his thumb into her tight shithole was agonizingly delicious. She howled around her mouthful of Jake's cock, and she pumped her pussy toward Tommy's face, smearing him with her abundantly leaking juice.
Beverly was on the card table now, lying face down, and Eric was behind her, licking her ass and pussy simultaneously. His tongue sloshed up and down, spearing into both holes when she least expected it, and she bubbled pussy-goo onto his tongue. He'd stripped down to his T-shirt, and his hard cock stuck out expectantly. Bev's lipstick was still all over his cockshaft. He'd wipe it off when he stuck it inside her. That cunt of hers could suck the chrome off a trailer bitch.
Bill, neglected, stroked his cock and looked wistfully at Beverly. Like most other guys in the county, he'd watched her grow up, and now here was the proof that Bev Cavanaugh was fulfilling the wet-dream promise she'd shown since she became a teenager.
Bill moved around to the edge of the table and he stood there, his hard cock pointing at Bev.
She looked around at him. "Um, you aren't doing anything with that cock, are you, Mister?"
He shook his head.
"Well, why don't you move it a little closer. I think I could manage to do something with it!"
She squirmed around, not denying a bit of her ass and pussy to Eric's mouth, and she began to feed hungrily on Bill Wilson's cock. She cupped his balls while she sucked her mouth back and forth, and his cock grew wetter and wetter along her lapping tongue.
"Will somebody fucking untie me?" Richard growled.
He couldn't believe how difficult it was to rip nylon! As much as he strained, the stuff yielded a little but did not tear, and he remained bound to the chair.
Christ! What had he started? He'd wanted to see his wife fuck another man, with his knowledge, his consent, his complicity. What guy hadn't fantasized about that? The porno letter mags were full of it. Half the dudes in the USA were stroking their cocks imagining their wives being gang-fucked. And he'd gotten it, last night, gotten to see his sweet young wife being triple-fucked by his three best friends.
But they'd gone beyond that now. Like, Jesus, there was Char, sucking Jake Morgan's humongous prick as if she were chewing salami right off the sausage, and feeding her cunt to Tommy.
Richard's cock swelled and throbbed as he watched what Tommy was doing to Char. The man had his thumb up her ass, his tongue up her pussy, and he was push-prodding her in both holes at a slightly offbeat rhythm, punctuated with licks and sucks at her clit.
Richard could see his wife's face. He knew how big her clit got when she was as excited as that face showed, and he strained, angrily, at his nylon bindings.
And there was Bev, too, for Christ's sake! His wife's kid sister! Oh, he'd always heard that she was a slut, but he also knew how guys liked to talk about the women they'd screwed. He'd discounted the tales by at least sixty percent.
Now watching Bev in action, taking a licking from Jake's kid brother and sucking on Wilson's short but steely cock, he knew he'd seriously underestimated his sister-in-law. He knew from his own experience of half an hour ago that she was one hot piece of cunt, but seeing her getting it from both ends, he grew certain that she was a world-class slut. His prick ached with the memory of having been inside her hot juicy pussy, and he wanted to be there again.
Richard looked at one woman, then at the other, and he couldn't decide which one he wanted to cock first!
Charlene squirmed wildly and came all over Tommy's tongue as his thumb continued to jab in and out of her ass.
Richard had opened that asshole last night, busting Charlene's anal cherry. He knew how excruciatingly tight her ass had been. He thirsted for the taste of her shit, the feel of her shifter clamped hotly around his thrusting cock.
"For Christ's sake! Will somebody untie me from this motherfucking chair!"
No one was paying any attention. It was at almost the sane moment that Bill Wilson's prick suddenly gushed a thick flow of cum into Beverly's giggling mouth. She milked him with her hand, spilling the last drops of his semen onto her extended tongue, and then she licked him clean.
"Little dick, big sweet load," she murmured. "If you get that thing hard again, I just might let you stick it up my ass. But you gotta promise you'll make me come if you do it."
"I promise!" Bill said hoarsely, stroking his cock, urging it to stay stiff.
Eric stood up behind Beverly. He pulled her body back, so that the puff of her pussy-fur hung on the edge of the table and everything below dangled over. He opened her thighs with his knees and moved his stiff cock to the shaven lips of her pussy. Up and down the gash slid the tip of his prick, coating itself in her leaked-out cum. He pushed the tip into the snug hole of her pussy and gave his ass a thrusting wiggle that sent his cock barreling straight into Beverly's cunt.
"Ohhhhhh!" she wailed as he began to fuck her. He slammed in and out of her. His hands were on her thighs, holding them up, and he worked them like bicycle handlebars as he kept on fucking his way up Beverly's ripe juicy pussy. His cock splayed her cuntlips and reamed out the snug heat of her pussy.
He fucked fiercely, possessively, determinedly. Beverly almost swooned under the strength of his cock attack. And the best of it, she knew, was that he was fucking for his own hot pleasure, and not necessarily for hers. If she came, fine. He'd already tickled her clit to ecstasy with his limber tongue, and she had juiced all over it a couple of times. Now it was his turn, and he took her like a man who needed to get his rocks off. Men like that always got Beverly's rocks off too!
"Oh, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" she moaned, beating her fists on the tabletop. "You're a lot better than you were in high school, baby!"
Charlene slid her wet lips off Jake's now fully erect cock. "Mmm, my kid sister's not the only woman around here who needs to be fucked. As you guys can see, my husband's all tied up, so I guess one of you will have to do the honors."
"Shit, baby!" Jake laughed, cupping her tits in his big hands. "I would be willing to bet that all of us are gonna do the honors!"
Chapter Eight
Beverly was panting and gasping, lying face down on the table and getting Eric's hard young cock shoved up her cunt again and again. He slammed into her hard, grinding his loins against her cunt. She squirmed about, rubbing her cunt wildly on the table's hard surface as she ingested his slamming cock time after time after time. Her cunt clenched at his hard meat, and she slobbered pussyjuice onto his prick in torrents.
"I'm gonna come!" she moaned. "Oh, baby, I'm gonna come!"
He pounded into her, and she erupted around his thrusting cock. Her pussy sucked madly along the length of his hard prick, and nine guys out of nine and a half would have immediately blasted her full of gushing sperm. But Eric just kept on fucking.
He fucked until her pussy was raw, and she screamed: "No! No more! Christ, gimme a fuckin' break!"
He turned her over and pulled her up into a sitting position.
Bev's hand went automatically down to fondle her still-quivering cunt. Her clit was as big as a nipple and she pinched it ecstatically, feeling yet another burst of orgasmic energy gush through her body.
"Finish me, now, Bev!" Eric commanded, shaking his hard, cunt-slimed cock at her. "Let me blow my load in your mouth, like I did at the state championships."
He had? She couldn't remembcr. She'd fucked so many guys the night before the game, and she had no idea who had done what, or where. Eric obviously recalled, though, and she decided that the taste of his cum filling her mouth might be just what Dr. Ruth ordered.
She kissed him wetly, then bent down to engulf his cock in her mouth. As she sucked up and down, she glanced at her sister's husband. Poor Rich! She'd forgotten all about him!
Damn, they hadn't meant to leave him tied up in the chair, just to have him there when the guys arrived and got started. But no one had gotten around to untying him yet. Well, she thought, it would just have to wait. She had a big sweet ripe prick she had to suck down to a stub before she could do anything for her brother-in-law!
Beverly gulped Eric's cock. Now his meat was dripping with the juices of her cunt, and she found the taste delicious beyond belief, sliding in and out of her hungry mouth. She gulped, sucking him into her throat, and she held him tightly, willing to die with that cock jammed down her windpipe.
She pistoned her face up and down on him, swallowing him so many times she couldn't have counted if she'd wanted to. She nuzzled the root of his cock, kissed his balls. His cock throbbed deep in her throat and her tongue whipped savagely at the shaft.
Cum was already leaking out of his prick, oozing viscously across her tongue. She estimated a spoonful, or maybe two, had seeped from his excited cock into her mouth, but she knew there was more. Her hand cupped his nuts, and she felt the hefty, cum-bloated weight of the balls, and her mouth worked faster, harder, deeper!
She glanced up at handsome young Eric Morgan and realized that he was exactly her type. She wondered if he was involved with anybody right now. After all, she had that apartment that was really too big for one and just small enough for two people with a lot of kinky ideas in common, and as he pumped his cock in and out of her sucking mouth, she was sure they had more than enough ideas in common.
His cock ballooned enormously inside her mouth, so big that her eyes almost popped out for want of room inside her head, and suddenly her mouth was totally full of squirting cum! She had to gulp or drown, and she fucking gulped! She drank him dry, her lips wringing his cock and urging it to give her more!
The excess drooled from her lips as she continued to suck on Eric's prick, coaxing yet another and another burst of hot sticky jizz to splatter across her lapping tongue.
She swallowed his load, then looked up at his dark eyes. "Do you believe in love at first suck?"
Eric smiled.
"Who's going to fuck me?" Charlene demanded, standing up now, with Jake's fat cock in one hand, Tommy's prick in the other.
The two men sandwiched her where she stood. They turned her face from one to the other, and while one was kissing her mouth, the other was feeding like a vampire on her tits.
Bill Wilson stood watching, midway between the table where Bev was just wiping Eric's spilled jizz off her chin and the spot where his friends were eagerly caressing Charlene. His cock was poking out, half-erect, the head still aimed downward but the barrel filling up with lust.
"Charlene!" Richard complained from the chair where he was tied. "Are you gonna turn me loose or not! I'm sorry I tricked you. This is a hell of a way to pay me back. Jesus, my nuts are gonna bust!"
Charlene looked up. She'd almost forgotten about poor Richard! "Oh, darling, you'll just have to wait a little longer. I'm so hot to be fucked that I can't spare the time to untie you. Anyway, Richie, I thought you wanted to see your friends fucking me! Keep watching! Okay, you guys! Let's get logistical here. Who does what to me, and where?"
There was a ratty old sofa at the far end of the room. Jake went to it, grabbed the cushion, tossed them down on the floor.
"Can you see okay, Rich?" Jake asked. "We'd hate for you to miss anything, buddy."
He stretched his big body across the cushions, with his cock standing straight up.
"I think we did it in this position once today already, didn't we, Char?" he asked. "You remember the moves, I'm sure."
"Do I ever," Charlene smirked, straddling him and sliding her cunt down to engulf his big cock.
Jake's cock worked up into her, and she held his hands, stretching and groaning as her cunt made room for the entire length of his long hard cock. She squatted downward until her cunt kissed his nuts, and she squirmed atop Jake, just soaking up the feel of her pussy being stuffed full of that thick prick.
It felt so fucking good, and especially when she got a look at the way Richard was biting his lips as he watched from the chair.
"Ooooh, darling!" she trilled. "Your friend is fucking me! He's got my pussy stretched so tight around this big cock that I'm afraid to move! I might bust something!"
Jake cupped her ass and fondled the smooth, sweaty cheeks. "Try, baby."
His cock pushed in and out of her pussy, and she moaned in appreciation. She put her hands an his chest and started to rotate up and down, sliding that cock around and around as it moved in and out of her well-juiced hole. It pushed deeply into her, hitting the tip of her womb, and she moaned again with each pussy-shaking thrust.
Her body found the rhthym and she began to rock and roll atop Jake, fucking him harder, harder, harder!
"Oh, shit, yes, this is it!" she purred.
Tommy and Bill came closer at her gestured invitation. She reached up and took one cock in each hand. Just like last night. But the dear boys had missed out on their chance to fuck her. Tonight they were going to get more than a lick and a promise from Charlene Phillips. She was going to fuck them all!
Richard strained in the chair, his cock still rigid. It wiggled around, impatient and horny, and there was no one to lend it a hand or a tongue. The nylon bindings dug into his wrists but refused to tear or snap. Christ! He supposed he was being punished for his sins, but the sins didn't seem that major to him, and he felt as if he were in hell already.
"You too," Charlene called to Eric, "that is, if my sister can spare you for a few moments." Bev nodded, her eyes glittering, and Eric strolled over to where Charlene was mounted atop his prone brother. He straddled Jake's head and angled in with his cock. Charlene leaned forward and sucked it into her mouth. It was limp for now, but it tasted of her sister's cunt, and of thick tangy prick-jizz, and she became inventive, creative, insistent, as she gobbled the rubbery hose of his cock.
And in another moment it wasn't rubbery. It began to fill inside her mouth, rising hard, lifting her head with it. She strained to keep up with the powerful, swift erection of Eric's cock.
Her hands caressed the cocks of Bill and Tommy. She would know them in pitch darkness by the feel of their hard pricks alone. Bill's smaller cock throbbed in her hand, risen to new erection despite the hot thick load he'd poured into Bev's mouth not long ago. And Tommy was still rigid, not having gotten off his first squirt of the night yet.
She moved her mouth back off Eric's extended cock, and she turned to Tommy. He guided her head and moved his cock into her oral chamber. She was round-mouthed and ready, and he thrust deep, gagging her, but arousing her at the same time.
She choked around his stabbing cock as she tried to suck it off his groin. She could taste cum oozing from his slit and it made her thirst for the full glory of his ejaculation.
"You too!" she husked, her throat clogged with saliva, as she turned to Bill Wilson.
She had to stretch farther to get at his cock. It was as stiff as mahogany inside her hand and eager to pump in and out of her wet mouth.
She feasted on him, without missing a cuntstroke up and down the length of Jake's still driving prick, and then it was time to return to Eric Morgan's prick. She let Bill's cock slip free, and she moved her face to the cock that awaited her from the front. Her mouth opened and her lips slid downward, enveloping the stiffness of Eric's cock.
Bill knelt beside her as she continued to fuck Jake's prick. He fondled her tits, leaned under her arm so he could suck the nearest nipple. His teeth gnawed at the flesh, and Char moaned around her mouthful of prick, urging him to get rougher still!
She turned to eat a while on Tommy's cock, and her lower body shifted slightly.
Bill looked down at her ass, splayed and open, and he saw the pink pucker of her shithole. He licked his middle finger and rubbed the spit across her rectum.
Char squirmed, but she never flinched, not even when he sucked his finger wet again and screwed the tip into her tiny asshole.
It wasn't the first finger that had been up her ass this evening. Tommy had already probed her with his thumb, and she had found that sexy and exciting. Bill inserted his finger into her shitter, and the muscles yielded to the familiar penetrating pressure, and he went inside, plunging deep and hard.
"Owwwww!" Char wailed around Tommy's mouth-fucking cock, but it was a cry of joy, not of resistance.
Now she had both holes full, down there, and the cock and the finger reamed her in a pattern that became more and more rhythmic and regular. Jake would push hard up into her cunt, and Bill's finger shoved up her ass on the next stroke, while Jake was regrouping for another thrust. She rocked wildly, her bottom holes responding vigorously.
"Why don't you fuck her in the ass?" Bev asked innocently, coming over for a closer look. "I know I promised you could do me, but I think Char needs it more than I do right now, honey. Go ahead. She can't ask you because her mouth is full, but I'm pretty sure she wouldn't say no. I think my big sis kinda likes that nasty stuff, you know?"
Char released Tommy's cock from her mouth. "Oh, fuck, yes! Stick that thing up my ass! I need a lot more than a finger in my butt right now, Bill!"
His eyes lit up as if all his wildest dreams were suddenly coming true. Hell, he hadn't even gotten to come in her mouth last night. She'd stopped blowing him and turned her mouth back to Tommy's cock just a second before he blew his nuts, and he'd only been able to squirt his hot seed into her hand. Well, by God, if he put his prick in Charlene's ass, he wouldn't take it out till her guts were white with spurting jizz!
He mounted her, as if she were a bitch holding her ass still long enough to get his cock aimed at the tiny tight hole, and when he did try to insert the bulge of his knob he wasn't sure he'd make it. But he was horny and hard and determined, and he pushed savagely. His cock snapped open her sphincter and shoved into her tightness.
Charlene wailed, feeling for the first time in her life the kinky delight of being double-fucked.
The two men fucked her hard.
She had only to quiver between them, accepting the thrusts of their equally stiff, equally horny cocks. Thank God it was Bill's thin, rather short, cock that was up her ass, and not Jake Morgan's monster. But she knew she was gonna try Jake's humongous prick before she was finished, and she knew that she could assfuck that huge cock!
Now it was Tommy and Eric who faced her with stiff pricks. She was dripping sweat, and there might have been tears of ecstasy rolling down her cheeks too, but she swiveled her head from one cock to the other, sucking each of them in turn, with a desperate, cum-thirsty fury, while her body pulsated.
"Jesus!" Jake whispered. "I think I'm gonna..."
She knew what he meant. She felt his cock engorge within her. He was about to paint her womb with spurting seed!
She clenched her pussy and squeezed down upon his cock and she told it to come! Jake stiffened beneath her, and he thrust hard, one last time, and then she felt him unloading deep within. Her cunt exploded with the force and ferocity of his ejaculation.
The response had an effect on Bill's cock, too. Jammed up her ass, it couldn't help but experience the body convulsions that rocked through Charlene as orgasm kicked her in the guts. He couldn't move in and out -- her ass was clamped too tightly around him. All he could do was hold his cock steady inside her shitter, allowing the rippling contractions of her ass to jerk him off.
"Yes, shit, yes!" he groaned, and his prick suddenly burst inside her ass.
Richard was soaked with sweat. "Christ! Oh Christ, will somebody untie me!"
Beverly strutted toward him. She was down to her garterbelt and spikes now, and she pirouetted lewdly before her brother-in-law.
"You're not even looking at me!" she pouted.
She dropped to her knees by his chair and she filled both bands with his throbbing cock. The tip was as red as a beet, the foreskin totally retracted, and the end of the cock was white with oozed-out jizz.
"Yummy!" Bev grinned, leaning in to the lap the stuff from his prick-bulb.
Richard gasped as she took his cock into her mouth. She sucked hard, but she had a sixth sense about oral sex, and each time she felt that he was about to gush, she lifted her head and squeezed forcefully on his shaft, just below the bloated cock-knob.
He moaned and howled when she did that, but his prick-throbbing subsided, and Bev knew it was safe to suck him a little more.
"Look at her," she whispered, "just look at Char! She's fucking both those guys and sucking the other two! Oh, Christ, Rich! Jake's coming in her pussy! I'd know that expression anywhere! Mmmmm, I bet he's filling her, bet that stuff is gonna run out of her like piss after she slides off his cock. Oh, he squirts a big load! And Bill's giving it to her in the ass! I know she needs it, but mnnnm, I'd love to taste his cum on my tongue again. It's a shame to waste it up Charlene's asshole! Maybe I'll drink it out of her when he's finished!"
Charlene stood up shakily. She did indeed have cum running out of her, dripping down her legs from both her pussy and her asshole. The guys had filled her.
"Who's next?" she panted, grabbing Eric's and Tommy's cocks.
She didn't give a shit who went where. Neither did the guys, obviously.
Eric sat down and Char reversed herself, dropping upon him. Her asshole was well dilated, thanks to the hot fucking it had gotten from Bill, and his hard cock slid in. She realized how much bigger Eric was only when he was inside her ass, and then it was too late to turn back. Her asshole stretched, and she wailed in pain for the first few fuck-strokes, but then she got used to the size of his cock and she began to fuck him like the hot slut she had become, grinding her asshole down around his fully inserted cock.
Tommy crawled atop her, his prick fumbling for the entrance to her pussy. He slipped around on her wet flesh, and for a horrifying moment she thought he was going to shove his prick up her ass instead, that he was going to fuck her alongside Eric's driving cock. But then his cockknob contacted her gaping cunt, and it plowed into her, driving deep and hard and true. The knob of his cock seemed to meet the head of Eric's prick, deep in her guts.
She trembled and sobbed, once again sandwiched between two men with absolutely rigid, incredibly cunt-crazed, pricks, and she urged them with her body to fuck her harder and to fuck her faster.
"Fuck me to death!" she groaned. "Oh, fucking fuck me to death!"
"She wants it," Beverly whispered to Richard as she continued to tease his cock with licks and squeezes.
She took her brother-in-law's cock between her lips, sucked him hard. A splatter of cum hit her tongue.
"Not yet, big boy!" She giggled, lifting her mouth and giving his cock yet another orgasm restraining squeeze.
"You bitch! You cunt! You whore! You slut!" Richard chanted. "Oh for Christ's sake, will you fucking let me come? If you won't untie me, at least let me empty my balls before they explode."
Tommy's cock erupted inside Charlene's cunt. She wrapped her legs around his thighs and pumped him with her pussy, milking him dry. The jizz filled her pussy, squirted out of her cunt each time he rammed in to give her another gushing spray of the stuff. His cock emerged from her, dripping semen, starting to go limp. "Oh, Jesus, I've come so hard I'll never fuck again!" Tommy gasped.
Now only her ass was occupied.
Char rolled onto her side, and Eric kept on pounding her, filling her ass again and again with his strong hard cock. She was coming, unable to stop coming, and he squeezed her cum-slimed pussy and throbbing clit as he fucked her ass over and over again. Each fresh thrust made her explode again. He was in her all the way to the balls, and she wished to God she could get them up her shithole too!
"Look at her, Richard!" Bev whispered. "God, she's finding out how much fun it is to be a total, free-for-all slut! She'll never be the same again! Never! You can't go back once you start. From now on, she lives for cock. Yours, or somebody else's -- it doesn't matter whose. And she loves pussy, too. I taught her about that. Maybe we'll let you watch us suck each other off sometime. Maybe really soon. Mmmmm? But you get some advantages too, honey. Like, you can have me, most any time you want. I know you'll like that, because I'm the best fuck there is. Anywhere. You'll find out. Is this what you wanted, Rich? Is this what you were hoping for?"
"I-I don't know," he confessed, watching his wife's face contort in ecstatic response as Eric continued to bang her hot tight asshole.
Charlene was on her knees now, ass up high, tits rubbiOg�the cushions on which she lay, and Eric plowed her from the rear. His eyes were shut, and it was only a matter of seconds before he came too.
Charlene's hand, as well as Eric's, pawed her hot pussy, and her clit pulsated with repeated climaxes. His cock fucked ferociously into her asshole, and she vibrated with each stroke.
"Oh do it... Fill me with your fucking cum!" she groaned.
The words were shrill and sharp, echoing off the walls of the rec room. Eric stiffened, and his cock began to squirt its load in Charlene's ass. Bev jerked hotly at Richard's prick. "Ohhhhhhhh, look! She's coming."
The tied-up man was almost to the point of tears. "Please! Please untie me!"
"Yes," Bev agreed, and she yanked on the nylon that held his arms. The knot slipped loose, and his hands jerked free. He pushed up and his cock thrust up to the sky as he did. The others stared at him as he moved, limping toward the cushion where Charlene lay stretched out. She lay on her side, the cum of her latest fucks dripping from her cunt and assholes. Richard knelt before her and sat her upright.
"You whore. You lucious, beautiful whore..."
Bev giggled as Richard took his wife in his arms and crushed his mouth against hers. He laid her down and mounted her, driving his agonizingly hard cock straight into her spent pussy. She was slimy with other men's sperm, but it made no difference to him. Charlene screamed at his fierce penetration, and her legs kicked high in the air. They came down and wrapped around Richard's sweaty body.
"Was that what you wanted?" She asked him as they fucked.
"I didn't know it was until I saw it," he confessed. "Oh God, baby, I think I want you now more than ever before... I'm gonna fuck your pussy and then I'm gonna fuck your ass, and then we're gonna suck eachother off..."
"One step at a time." Char smiled beneath him. "Lets not rush it, too much."
"Baby, I love you," he whispered, deep inside her cunt. "Love you so much..."
Bev stood up. "I know you guys wanna watch, but I think these lovebirds deserve some alone time, right? Anyway if you fellows will follow me to the nearest bedroom, I think I can show you a few things about gangbanging that my sister doesn't know diddlyshit about. Whadda you say?" With that she strutted through the door, followed by Jake, Tommy, Bill and Eric.
"You kids have a good time," Bev called to Char and Richard. "I'll entertain the guests till you're ready to play host again!"
"I've got one hell of a sister-in-law," Richard said with a laugh, still ramming his cock into his young, aroused wife. He was fighting back the urge to come, but his balls were bursting and he had to let go or choke on the backlog of jism.
"You've got one hell of a wife too," Char whispered huskily, "and dont you ever forget it Richard Phillips!"
