Behind the outward serenity and closed doors of middle-class suburban homes, we find people tormented by the same problems that have afflicted men and women throughout the ages.
While Americans today are leading "the good life", enjoying material comforts unheard Of in other countries, people may still find themselves in an emotional turmoil, reinforced by the increasing alienation of our lifestyle.
Patty Lestor is a typical young suburban housewife. She is surrounded by material comforts. Yet her boredom and her husband's increasing neglect lead her into acts she never dreamed herself capable of. With each day, she finds herself set more irretrievably upon a path from which there is no turning back.
NOONER WIFE is a novel about this woman. A novel about the problems that may confront any woman when she makes the fateful decision to ignore society's prohibitions.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
"Aaaarrrooowww! Oh, Joe... that's enough of your fingers, honey!"
"Oh shit, baby. My cock's so hard for you!"
"Yes... yessss, your cock... put your big dick in me!"
Joe flipped his body between his wife's lush thighs and, using his knees, scissored hers apart.
The pink of her lovely cunt lips winked up at him from the gaping mouth of her blonde pussy.
Holding his stiff prick in his hand, he looked at the clock. Shit, he thought, it's already five after seven and I've got to make the seven-forty train. I don't really have time.
"Joe... Jesus, don't stop now... you've got my pussy hotter than a firecracker. FUCK ME!"
"Oh, baby .... I... I want to," he groaned, watching those exquisite hips surge her cunt up toward his cockhead. "You know bow I want to!"
"Then do it! PUT IT IN ME!"
"Okay... okay, Patty, honey. A quickie."
Oh no, she thought, no, not another quickie. You got me heated up, damn it, now I want more from your dick than a quickie! I want my share of cock!
Suddenly she wanted to stop him, to scream at him that making his wife was just as important as making money, or making a good impression on his bosses, or making a success of his job.
But she didn't.
She was getting his cock, and the feel of it drove everything else from her mind.
She could feel the head dipping into the pussy juice that ran rampant from her swollen gash. She raised her legs higher and placed the soles of her feet on his taut but.
When she was sure that his cockhead was in line with her hole, she lunged upward with her hips, sending the sheath of her hot pussy over his pole.
He felt the movement and met her thrust with a downward movement of his own.
With a slurping sound his cock drove into her cunt full to the hilt in one stroke. His nuts thumped against her asshole as their crotch hairs matted together.
Their hips met and parted. His pelvic bone, crashed against hers. He pulled his meat from her sheath until the head toyed with the edges of her gooey lips.
Then he again crashed forward, driving his massive tool into the depths of her fuck-hole.
As they fucked in perfect unison and Patty's juice-filled cunt started pouring her love cream onto the bed and his balls, she again prayed that this would be the time. This time he would wait for her.
Joe always came. He could come at the drop of a hat. But for the last year, Patty was left shaking and quivering with unfulfilled desire when he would come and then immediately pull his drained cock from her heated, hungry pussy.
"Is it good for you, Patty honey? Does my cock feel good in your twat?"
"Yes, baby, yes! Keep fucking... DON'T STOP!"
He rolled around between her juice-soaked thighs. Patty didn't move too much. for fear that she would make him come before she got her own gun off. But the torment of sexual possession was building like a volcano in her belly.
Joe's body became a piston, ramming his tool against the walls of her cunt and touching the groove at the top of it. Then he became crazed, possessed, feeling how warm and clasping her sweet pussy was. He pounded into her, fucking hard, using his cock like a weapon to drive her ass into the, mattress.
His whole body came alive, and Patty started to match him stroke for stroke as he fucked her. Her hips trembled and shook, burning with delight.
She wanted to hold back, save him, but she couldn't. Her body was screaming at her: Fuck, fuck, FUCK!
With all the strength in her hips, she rocked him upward and locked her legs beneath him. In so doing, she could tighten the lips of her pussy with the strength in her thighs. He continued pounding her cunt hard as she arched her back and scooted down on the bed so that she could get the full measure of his prick against the heated need of her clit.
"Not so tight, baby... not so tight... I... I... "
She didn't hear him. She heard nothing but the driving need for release that pounded in her ears. She closed hey eyes, arched her back to push her clit against the shaft of his cock, and concentrated all her body on fucking him.
She began to thrash wildly beneath him, taking and loving his prick, thrusting her hips as he rode her. His cock was on fire, ramming her hole, jamming with all the strength in his body. She felt his shaft recede, and then come in her steaming cunt even deeper than before. Groaning with passion, she squeezed his prick as tightly as she could with the walls of her cunt. His balls felt wonderful as they slapped against her asshole.
"Oh shit... I... I think I'm coming," Joe groaned.
"No! Oh, God, NO! WAIT FOR ME!" Patty screamed, clawing at his buttocks with her sharp nails as if she could force all of him into her pussy. She needed just a little longer. "DON'T!"
Once, when he had raised very high on her and his cock had come down in a hard, pounding stroke, the ridge running across her clitoris, she thought she would come. But it had passed and his cock was again deeply buried in her cunt.
She was juicing like a river now and it added to the fire in Joe's balls and belly. "I... got... to."
Then it was pouring into her in thick, hot streams. She squeezed her cunt muscles together even harder, trying, in a last-ditch effort, to bring off her own climax before he finished.
Joe screamed as he shot off. He thrust balls deep into her gaping pussy and shuddered through the rest of his come.
Underneath him, Patty was crying, her body shaking with sobs.
He thought she had come.
She hadn't.
Joe pulled his cock out of her, leaned down and kissed her, then rolled off the bed and headed for the shower. Twenty minutes later he was going out the door, fully dressed, to catch the commuter train.
"Tonight, honey... that was so good we'll do a repeat after dinner," he called over his shoulder.
"Sure we will," Patty said to his fleeing back. "If you don't fall asleep first."
He hadn't heard her. He was gone.
Still shaking, Patty dragged herself from the bed and went into the bathroom.
As the tub filled, she looked in the mirror and took stock of herself.
Patty Lestor, beautiful suburban housewife. Age: twenty-six. Condition: childless and sexually frustrated. Part owner, with her husband Joe, of a beautiful home in Rose Hills, and two cars. All of it mortgaged to the hilt.
And because of that mortgage, her husband had to work so hard at climbing the corporate ladder that he couldn't take time to fuck her properly.
When they were first married, the sex had been fantastic. But then they had to start looking successful. They bought the house. Then they had to have two cars. Then a swimming pool?
"Joe, we can't afford a swimming pool. We're up to our ears now!"
"The weekends, honey. Invite people out for business. You'll see. It'll pay for itself."
Of course it hadn't. They only went further into debt and Joe had to spend even more time away from home at the office.
"Let me get a part-time job, Joe."
"Never. No wife of mine is going to work! I can support you!"
Twenty-six.
Was she getting old?
At eighteen she had been a State beauty contest winner. At twenty she became a stewardess. That's how she had met Joseph Lestor, a rising young executive and five years her senior. The following year they were married.
Sex was good then. Joe only worked ten hours a day, five days a week, and he always had a hard-on.
Now he worked fifteen hours a day, six days a week, played golf on Sunday for business reasons, and got it up a couple times a month. Then usually at six-thirty in the morning, when he had to catch the seven-forty train.
Her image in the mirror looked back at her. She was very sexy, very beautiful, and very horny. Any man would give a year of his life to satisfy what her husband was barely scratching the surface of.
She had golden blonde hair that hung loosely in long, satiny strands and framed her lovely face like a bright mist. Her eyes were deep blue and sparkling, her nose was straight and turned up slightly to give her a girlish look that Joe found completely enchanting; her lips were full and tinged with a natural reddish color, her cheeks bloomed like pink carnations against the alabaster whiteness of her skin. Her delicate, swan-like neck curved gently into her creamy shoulders, and her lithe, supple body was blatantly voluptuous.
Patty breathed deeply and arched her back. Her thirty-eight-inch chest, with the perfectly round D-cup globes, danced in front of her. Between her thighs, the hot juices of her recent half-fuck glistened in the downy fur of her blonde cunt.
She shut off the tap and, still shaking from the feel of Joe's cock lulling her box, climbed into the tub.
With hesitant fingers, she reached for the cream rinse bottle. It had been a joke, the bottle. Joe had given it to her for her twenty-sixth birthday. Then it had been full of French perfume.
"This will always help you remember me," he had said, handing her the package.
She had unwrapped it and gasped. It was a plastic bottle of perfume, all right.
But it was shaped just like a thick, ten inch cock.
The cap of the bottle was shaped just like the head of a cock. Now, as she rubbed it up and down the hot slit of her seeping cuntal gash, she smiled.
"Oh yes, Joe, honey. Everytime I use this bottle, I remember your cock. It's probably the only reason I haven't gone crazy in the past year."
She placed the plastic cockhead at the opening of her vulva and slowly pushed it up into the hole.
It felt good as it parted the velvet lips and started to slide up her. There had been no need to lubricate it; her cunt was more than wet enough to take twice what the bottle had to offer. She shoved it up her cunt until the base was just touching her pussy hair. The she crossed her legs over it and tensed her muscles in her thighs.
Using one hand on the side of the tub, she started fucking her pussy with the other on the fake cock. As she fucked the full ten inches in and out of her, she pulled back on the thick staff so that it would ride hard against her erect clitoris.
"Ohhhh... ohhh, yes... fuck me... fuck myself, but shit, make me come... I want to come so bad... so fucking bad!"
Harder and harder she fucked, mashing the barrel against her clit and the head against her womb. Then her legs spread wider, one foot hanging over the edge of the tub. Her hips picked up the rhythm and she was fucking the plastic bottle back.
"Harder... faster... " she moaned, as if there were actually a man attached to the long hunk of phony man-meat.
Again and again her cunt swallowed the full stem until she felt the heat from her clit start to engulf her whole body. She closed her eyes and threw her head back in pure rapture as she felt the first quivers of her come.
The part of her body above the water started to perspire. Her huge, bouncing tits glistened with sweat as she punished her clit and her hole with the instrument. She could feel the extra juices start to flow from her crack the way they always did just before she started her come. She worked harder, breathing heavily as she fucked the hard tip up inside her cunt.
"Yes... YEEEESSSSSS!" she screamed at last. "Come, sweet pussy... COME!"
Then, as the spasms started, she hunched harder, feeling the delicious impact of her cunt walls slashing tight around the cock-bottle. She ground down hard on it, trying to make its huge length and width literally split her apart.
"Ohhhh, cock... COME ON THE COCK!"
She came good and she came hard, the muscles of her pussy clenching and unclenching around the plastic barrel.
And then it was over. She slumped back into the water as the phone beside the tub started ringing.
"Hello? .... oh, hello, Marcia... sure, that's just what I need. A good talk, a good swim... and an afternoon in the sun. Meet you out by the pool, around noon."
Patty replaced the receiver and again lounged back into the water, her thoughts filled with Marcia Phillips. Her next-door neighbor. The dark-haired beauty intrigued Patty. She and her husband had been divorced quite a while and yet no men ever visited Marcia. And if she ever went out on dates, Patty hadn't noticed.
The blonde wondered what Marcia did for sex. Could it be that Marcia was a... ?
Since Patty's sex life had gone to hell with Joe, she often thought about turning to another woman. In college, she had dabbled with lesbian love and had found it somewhat satisfying.
And how did Marcia pay her bills? She lived better than Patty and Joe did, and yet she didn't work Marcia had also made a point several times that she took no alimony from her former husband.
It was odd.
Patty cupped her enormous breasts in her hands, leaned over and flicked her tongue out to lick at the erect nipples, and thought about Marcia's stunning body and the afternoon by the pool.
CHAPTER TWO
The sun was hot but that wasn't the reason Patty felt so uncomfortable lying by the pool alongside Marcia Phillips. There was an odd, strained feeling in the pit of her stomach. It had been there since the first moment she had come out of the house and saw Marcia stretched out on her towel. The girl's heavy breasts rolled in two perfect bulges above her bra.
Patty was so frustrated from the early-morning fuck with Joe that the mere sight of another, practically nude body was upsetting to her. She'd tried to shrug the feeling off when she had spread her own towel out and sat down, but it persisted, and got worse.
Then Marcia dropped a tiny bombshell.
"Hey, why don't we take these bikinis off and get a real tan!"
"Sounds good to me," Patty replied, and thought she would faint when Marcia dropped her bra and her two perfectly shaped tits fell into view.
God, she thought, Marcia's tits are even bigger than mine. She dropped her own bra and then decided to go further. "Might Just as well go all the way," she said, and peeled her panties off.
"Suits me," Marcia smiled, doing the same. "Better rub down good, though. Don't want my titties burned!"
Patty bit her lips as she watched the other girl rub the tanning lotion into her soft, full globes. Her eyes were transfixed by Marcia's massaging of her magnificent breasts; she stared in fascination as the girl carefully stroked and fondled them, gradually making her titties shine With the thick, oily mixture.
The red nipples were soon taut and erect. The buds protruded fiercely from the middle of each globe, sticking out proudly, almost inviting someone to lick them.
Patty licked her lips as she imagined what it would be like to actually touch the hard buds, to fondle them and pinch them between her fingers. She had never made a pass at Marcia during their association... not because she wasn't attracted to the girl... but because the was afraid of repulsing her and frightening her away. She genuinely liked Marcia as a friend and, rather than give in to her lesbian impulses, she preferred to keep her simply as a platonic companion.
"It'll be lovely to look brown all over, won't it?" Marcia said. "I've always thought how silly it was to have those white places on your body. They look so unsightly, don't you think?"
Patty nodded, not trusting herself to speak Her mouth felt dry and her pulse was already racing. Marcia completed her front and then tipped some more oil into her hands. She turned, kneeling up on the towel, and began to rub the lotion into her buttocks, pressing her fingers firmly into the cheeks and giving them a long, very thorough massage.
Suddenly Patty realized that she was staring directly into Marcia's gaping cunt hole. The girl had pulled her cuntal lips apart and now she was rolling her fingers up and down the moistened crack.
"Can't be too careful where you put this stuff," she giggled. "The sun's rays get everywhere... especially if you're laying like this!" She suddenly flipped over onto her back. Again her fingers went to her cunt and pried the thick lips apart as her legs went into the air and spread wide.
Then it dawned on Patty, as she watched Marcia bring her clitoris to a stiff little erection, that her friend was deliberately trying to arouse her.
"Want to do this for me Patty?" Marcia coyly asked.
There it was, the invitation. Well, why not? She needed sex, didn't she? And Marcia probably did, too. After, all, she and Duke, her husband, had been divorced nearly a year.
Patty looked up into Marcia's eyes. The dark-haired beauty returned the look and then lifted her hands to her breasts. She cupped and squeezed them until they seemed to be pointing right at Patty.
"Well?" she said.
"Damn," Patty sighed, and placed her mouth on one of the distended nipples.
As Patty sucked on the luscious breast, she let her fingers stray down to her belly, and then to her thick pubic bush.
Marcia moaned and parted her legs a little farther.
Patty let her face and tongue follow the path of her fingers until she could plainly see the pink lips curling open under their furry covering. They were fleshy and wet and enticing.
All at once, almost before she quite realized what she was doing, her fingers were fondling into the slit, her other hand resting on Marcia's fleshy tummy.
Her forefinger roved inside the sopping cunt, sinking wonderfully into, the tight, wet hole and pushing hard to penetrate it as far as possible.
"Oh, darling," Marcia murmured.
"Yes," Patty said, holding her breath.
"More, honey... put two fingers in... all the way in!"
Patty obliged at once, inserting a second finger into Marcia's cunt. Then she started to finger-fuck her, turning them around and around inside the constricted slit. She pushed deeply, all the way into the hole, then drew slowly out again. She could feel the girl's crotch pressing down in a subtle, urging motion onto her fingers, silently approving the treatment she was giving her pussy.
Boldly, Patty wriggled yet a third finger into the warm, moist slit. She fondled and explored the hot crevice, giving it an intimate, gentle, caressing kind of fuck.
"Oh, baby... Patty, baby... feels so sweet, so fucking good."
Then Patty felt a wild, tingling sensation in her own nipples.
She looked down. The other girl had raised her hand and was calmly caressing the very tips of her tits, lightly rubbing her fingers across the hardening nipples and making them sprout to a juicy erectness.
Patty squirmed deliciously, the action causing her breasts to wobble with an inviting swaying motion. Marcia started to pinch the tithes more firmly, pulling them downward so that they were stretched into a sexily elongated shape.
She turned her attention t0 Marcia's cunt, now driving her fingers in and out of the slick hole with relentless passion. She gave the task her complete concentration, determined to force. Marcia to yield up her come juice.
Out of the corner of one eyes, she could just see the rosy thrust of the girl's nipples, sticking up into the air, rising out of those gorgeous white breasts with tempting, seductive prominence. She began to lower her mouth toward it, opening her lips, ready to receive the red bud.
"Oh, yes... yessss. Fuck, yes, Patty!"
"God, your tits are beautiful, Marcia."
"Take 'em... suck on 'em," Marcia groaned, hunching her cunt over Patty's fingers. "Oh, God, honey... let's do it. Let's do it all!"
"You mean...?"
"Yes, shit yes... let's eat each other!" Marcia cried.
She hid moved one of her hands up between Patty's thighs until a finger had found the girl's pubic fur. She now wiggled her remaining fingers further beneath the sweet girl's thighs, her breath coming n quick, breathy pants as they found and started to fondle Patty's pussy. The lips were already straining open and she was easily able to probe her fingers between them and insert two digits into the exposed, eager gash.
In they slid ...deeper and deeper into the moist hole... until Patty could feel them both jammed as far is they could penetrate. Marcia started to work them around in a small, tight circle, keeping her fingers firmly on the supple, wet walls and letting her nails press gently against the ultra-soft fleshiness.
Patty's lips began to tremble and her mouth began to water for the taste of Marcia's sweet pussy. Her tongue writhed in need for the heat of her inner cunt walls.
"God, let's do' it... let's go all the way and suck each other's cunts, Patty," Marcia panted. "Let's do it now!"
"Yes... oh,yesssss!"
Patty swiveled her body and dipped her head between Marcia's long, tapered legs. She parted the soft, pink lips of her pussy and dipped her tongue into the pulpy goo of the brunette's vulva.
Marcia cried out and pumped her cunt up over Patty's exploring tongue. "Is it good? Is it good for you, Marcia?" she asked, riding the girl's split gash with the hard tip of her tongue.
Marcia couldn't answer. It did feel good, better than anything she had ever felt before; It felt so good that she kept moaning and grunting while the silken tongue pressed with more and more yearning against her hot cunt. It felt so good that she couldn't dream of anything feeling any better.
But Patty didn't stop there. Her strong arms wrapped even tighter around Marcia's naked body as her hands dropped to clasp and cup the rippling ass cheeks. She pulled on the girl's ass and began pounding against the tender pussy with her eager tongue.
Marcia's body began to do crazy things. She gave a loud gasp, and followed it with a high-pitched, shrieking wail as her cunt jerked through a delicious orgasm.
"Do you want to do me now?" Patty asked, planting her hands on Marcia's pendulous tits.
"Oh, God... how, how do you want it, Patty honey?"
Patty didn't answer in words. She expressed her desires with action. She rolled over so that their naked, perspiring bodies pressed together again. This time Patty's cunt lips were spread over the soft flesh of Marcia's thigh.
Suddenly, like a piston under some divine power, Marcia felt her thigh start to ride and pound against Patty's cunt.
'Oh, honey... ohhhh, ohhhh, baby, it's good. It's so good," Patty chanted as Marcia's firm thigh flesh rubbed against her cunt, finding and stimulating her clitoris. "That's it, baby. You're fucking me, honey... you're fucking me good!"
Patty's' hands roamed over her body. "Yes... yes, play with my pussy and my ass like that while I fuck you. Oh, this is so exciting!"
Then Patty's nails dug into Marcia's ass cheeks. She cried out loudly, as if she were in real pain.
"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Marcia cried, suddenly frightened by the reaction she was causing in the other girl's body.
"I've got my come, honey. Don't stop. Pound my pussy!"
Patty bucked and writhed her cunt over the beautiful brunette's pounding thigh.
She moved her head until she could suck one of the girl's huge breasts into her mouth. As she sucked, she used her hands to fondle the young ass until her fingers could spread the white, velvet cheeks far apart.
"Don't be afraid, darling," Patty said. "I'm coming and I'm going to put one of my fingers up your asshole at the same time!"
Slowly, she pushed a finger gently up Marcia's asshole and worked it in and out, in and out, as her own cunt exploded.
"Oh, Patty, honey... was your come good, really good?"
"It was fantastic!"
"I can't wait any longer," Marcia groaned, "I have to taste your pussy, too."
She, moved Patty around until she was lying on her hack. As she licked the soft, inner part of Patty's thighs, all the time moving her head toward the heart of the blonde's cunt, she could see her juices seeping from her pussy and streaming down between the cheeks of her ass.
I want those juices, Marcia thought, I want to lick and suck them! "Do you want my face in your cunt? Do you want me to suck your pussy?"
"Yes, yes, I want it! I do want it!" Patty cried, letting herself go to the passionate crying out in her body. "I want everything. Do it, Marcia! Suck my cunt! Get your tongue up in my pussy and suck me!"
Patty split her thighs wide and entwined her fingers in Marcia's shiny black hair. She pulled the girl's head toward her pussy, moaning and groaning with desire and need. Her body was trembling violently.
Marcia's eyes went out of focus. She blinked as she saw Patty's tender pink slit before her. She knew she was going to suck it the way her own cunt had just been sucked. She trembled with lust, then heard Patty hissing and cooing and saw that the girl's naked ass was in erotic motion, squirming in anticipation.
"Hurry, Marcia," she panted. "Hurry up and suck me! Do it to me or I'll explode! Oh, darling, I need it... I need you to suck my cunt... suck and lick my pussy! Get your tongue in my cunt and lick me! Hurry, darling, hurry before I die!"
Both bodies jerked as Marcia's mouth made contact with Patty's hot, soft cunt.
She kissed it with her mouth open and felt the girl trembling violently. She moved to make her body more comfortable and then she sucked the soft cuntlips deep into her mouth.
Nothing in all the world could feel or taste as good, Marcia told herself as she sucked the juicy cunt and then, making Patty cry out again, she worked her tongue into the hot hole and probed, licking up juice, holding the ass cheeks and rubbing them as she tongue-fucked her nude, grunting partner and kept her moaning with wild desire.
Patty was going insane with loving lust. She became possessed. She gripped Marcia's head tighter and pulled her face more firmly into the heat of her wet crotch. As Marcia licked, her tongue became a 'big exciting prick, a fucking prick that jammed in, and, out of her pussy in bone-jarring thrusts.
"Oh yes... suck my cunt... suck me! Fuck me with your wonderful tongue!"
Patty chanted as she tried to jerk her crotch so that her pussy could rub back against that sweetly invading face.
"I can feel it... I can feel it," Marcia mumbled. "I can taste it!"
"Yes! Yes... I'm going to come," Patty shrieked, and there was an instant response from Marcia as her tongue found the sensitive little bud in the top of Patty's vulva.
It drew an agonized cry from the young girl as Marcia's tongue seemed to cut right through her clitoris. Patty shrieked again, a wail as the come hit her and threatened to make her body explode in a thousand tiny bits.
Marcia took her tongue out of the writhing pussy and held the bucking ass cheeks in her hands.
"Come, darling Patty, come! Come big and good! That's it... let it happen to you. Let your pussy explode with come. Marcia held her buttocks with hands of iron as she drove her tongue again deep into the writhing pussy. Patty was still panting out excited wails as the soul-splitting come was finishing.
At last they rolled away from each other and lay, admiring each other's magnificent bodies as they came down from the wild plateau of sexual gratification.
"You make love so beautifully," Marcia said.
Patty smiled sweetly at her. "So do you, pet. Jesus, what asses we were for not doing this sooner!"
"I'd thought about it often," Marcia said, "as a break from all those bastards I fuck?"
"What? But... but... "
"What's the matter?"
Patty finally found her voice. "But you never have any dates."
"Oh, I have dates, honey. I just never bring 'em home."
"I don't understand."
"I'll tell you about it sometime. But, believe me, making it with you, Patty, was a welcome relief."
Patty laughed. "For me it was my only relief."
"You mean Joe... ?"
"Oh, he fucks me... now and then. But like a rabbit. You .. know... on, off... and off to work."
"Jeez, sounds like Duke when we were married. Only he couldn't get enough. It was me morning and night, and all the girls at the office for lunch."
"I'd call that lucky," Patty said, frowning.
"Uh... listen, Patty. You sound like you really are horny. Maybe... oh hell, there's my phone. I'll be right back."
She took off across the lawn, not bothering to dress. Patty's pussy started to tingle again as she watched the brunette's beautiful ass cheeks jiggle across the lawn.
In two minutes she was back and gathering up her things. "Listen, Patty, I've got to go. But why don't we have lunch tomorrow and talk."
"Okay."
"I'll be in the city. What about the Zephir?"
"Sure... noon?"
"Swell," Marcia said. "See you then."
Patty watched her go and then gathered her own things. Eating pussy and having her own pussy sucked had been good, but there was still that yawning vacancy between her thighs.
Inside the house she decided to take another bath and, at least, partially satisfy it.
"God," she said aloud, as she entered the bathroom, "I hope Joe can get it up tonight!"
CHAPTER THREE
If Joe got it up that night, he wouldn't be able to use it on Patty. He called late in the afternoon to tell her that he wouldn't be home. He had two late meetings and was having dinner with a client, so he would be staying the flight in the city.
Patty exploded.
No way was she going to sit around the house alone that night.
She took the evening train into the city. By the time she hit Grand Central, her resolve was melting. She needed a drink, something to bolster her determination.
Across from the entrance, she entered a hotel and headed for the lounge. Inside it was dark and cozy. She was already starting to feel better as slid into a booth and ordered a think.
Then he was there, standing by the table. She didn't really have anything particular in mind that night, but the way he looked at her planted the seed.
It was very simple. All he said was hello. That was all, but the tone of his voice was like the expression she knew must be in her eyes; dark, sad and desirous.
It took her a long time to say anything after he slid into the booth beside her. But when she did, her whole personality seemed to change. Her voice was very soft, almost silken, and it seemed to flow like one continuous melody.
He told her his name was Robert and that he was an insurance consultant for a company in the Midwest. He was only in town for the evening, and he was very lonely.
Then they ran out of conversation. No more weather to talk about. No more New York or business to talk about. Only who they were and what they were doing to talk about.
Would she like to go up to his room and have a drink?
Yes, that seemed like a nice idea.
Together they left the bar. In the elevator, his arm slid around her waist and she came to him willingly. Her body pressed and molded to his as he kissed her forehead and eyes.
Then, tilting her chin, he kissed her on the lips. She slid her arms around his neck and held on almost desperately, moaning softly in her throat as her lips opened to him.
"Robert," she sighed as her tongue darted against his.
He followed her into the room and closed the door behind them. As soon as he locked the door, Patty started taking off her clothes. He was surprised to see what a lush, shapely figure stood before him in panties, bra and pantyhose.
He crossed the room and kissed her again. The warmth of his chest came through, his shirt and her bra, causing her nipples to erect in anticipation.
"Oh, Robert," she breathed, running her cool fingers across his face. "Let's get into the bed... "
His fingers fumbled with his clothes. She leaned against him as she kicked off her shoes and rolled, down her stockings. When she unsnapped her bra, the full, creamy loveliness of her breasts came into view. She inhaled, raising them proudly, and turned to let him see.
Her hand reached out and took his hand. She led him to the bed and stretched out full length. The heat of her body was intense, her breath coming in quick little gasps.
Slowly at first, and then excitingly he massaged the soft skin of her stomach and thighs. His hand slid up and enclosed one warm, throbbing breast.
She lay with her eyes dosed, her hair sprayed out on the pillow, her pink-tipped breasts rising and falling with the rhythm of her breathing.
Gently, he leaned over her and kissed her warm lips, kissed her neck, then placed a kiss on the ripe nipple of one breast. She felt it rise up hard beneath his tongue.
Then he left her and walked over to a sofa across the room.
"What's the matter?"
"Nothing," he replied, listing his rapidly rising cock. "I just want to look at you for a minute. You're beautiful. Stand up!"
Patty felt exhilarated. She rolled off the bed and stood, posing for him, watching his cock swell with lust as he looked at her. Her enormous, firm tits stood out in front of her and her nipples grew hard and ready. She stood a little higher on one leg so that her magnificent, firm-cheeked ass tilted a little to one side, and from the back, her cunt hair was dearly visible through the space where her legs met her ass. She was dearly having an effect on him because the stroking got faster and longer as his prick grew to its full size.
"Fantastic fucking body," he sighed.
As he continued to feast his eyes on her body. Patty took stock of him. He was a tall, well-built man of around thirty-eight. More than just well-built, actually, she thought as her eyes lowered from the sight of his well-muscled biceps to a cock that seemed to her to be the largest she had ever seen. More than just the length, for the cock had risen to astronomical heights as he eyed her, but the width of it was absolutely astounding. Patty had long, thin fingers to match her shapely bronze legs, but it would have been a struggle for them to meet around the head of this huge, blood-engorged cock.
It was beautiful, and Patty was overjoyed with her good luck. This visual picture of the strange man's naked body and big cock began to stoke the furnace of her cunt, and beads of sex juice squirted from her thick cuntal lips.
"Come over here, Patty."
His voice cut through her thoughts like a knife.
Obediently, the naked girl walked slowly over to the couch,, feeling her cuntal juices slowly seep from the slit of her beautiful blonde pussy. Her eyes were firmly fixed on the towering cock between his thighs.
She knew what he wanted, and she wanted it, too. She wanted to take that big cock in her mouth, to feel the head against her lips, to feel the power of it forcing its way down her throat. She loved to feel a man's cock in her mouth and throat, and although she knew she was married and what she was doing was wrong, she couldn't help herself. Her body was feeling nothing but lust.
He sat on the couch, smiling, watching her approach. Her enormous breasts rose and fell rhythmically with her heavy breathing. His eyes drank in the large, pink nipples reaching toward him invitingly on the beautiful tits. Glancing up to her face, his eyes swept from her beautiful, cat-like eyes to her full, sensuous lips, and as if on command, her pink tongue slipped from between her teeth and moistened her lips until they glistened in the dim light. Then he dropped his eyes past her wide hips to the triangle patch of blonde fur that framed her luscious cunt. He felt his prick grow even larger and throb almost painfully.
Patty reached the couch and felt the cool leather against her knees. She let herself slowly slide down against its edge until she was kneeling on the rug.
She reached out and circled the base of his enormous cock. Though her fingers were long she could not completely encircle it. Leaning forward, she swung her body left and right over his prick so that her breasts brushed against it. Her nipples felt as if they were going to shoot off her tits.
"Feel good?"
"I think," he rasped, "that everything's going to feet good tonight."
She breathed heavily, still swinging her breasts on his cock. She began to move the hand on his cock very slowly up and down, squeezing his swollen prick ever so gently, and with her other hand reached between his legs where she found the bulging bag of his balls. She began to massage them, and he moaned with lust at her touch, moving toward her, giving her complete access to the sensitive sac.
Suddenly Patty realized that this beautiful cock was hers; for one night it all belonged to her. The thought came to her and filled her brain. She began to massage his balls harder now and all other thoughts drifted away.
Rearing back and straightening up, she pulled the magnificent prick toward her and lowered her head down on it, circling the tip with her lips. She sucked on the head long and hard, and her mouth was suddenly filled with cock, with delicious, beautiful cock. He put his hands on both sides of her head and, pulled her full force on the length of his meat, its huge head pushing at the walls of her throat.
She sucked greedily, then raised her head slightly and began to tease him with little flicks of her tongue on the base and tip of his cock, finding a fold of skin on the underside and nibbling at it. Her hand could feel the heat rise from his asshole and balls, but his face was blank.
She sucked harder on him, raising and lowering her head, forcing the huge shaft into her throat as far as it would go. It seemed as if the massive prickhead would tear the walls of her throat apart.
But as if possessed by a demon, she continued sucking hungrily. Her saliva dripped from the sides of her mouth, lubricating the entry of the huge hunk of meat, sliding it in and out of her mouth deftly and effortlessly. Some of the saliva dripped down the length and stood like pearls on his pubic hair.
Patty closed her eyes and sucked in bliss. She knew, given a good cock to eat, that she was a fantastic cocksucker.
"Oh, Jesus... yes," he groaned. "Let me feed it into your fucking face!"
She could feel his prick pushing against the walls of her throat and her gag reflex tightening, causing delicious pressure. She could hear her slurping and feel her saliva running out of the corners of her mouth and down his cock. He looked down at her hair, golden blonde and smooth, framing his crotch like strands of golden wheat. She could feel his balls begin to bulge in their sac, and she wondered if he could hold out.
As if he could read her thoughts, he grabbed her hair and humped more of his meat into her head as he spoke. "It's all right, baby. Take a load in your mouth. There's more. I can fuck all night long."
She nodded eagerly and groaned with audible pleasure. Then Patty started sucking him even more furiously, tightening her lips as they passed the fold of his cockhead, forcing her tongue to whip around the sides like a dervish as her mouth moved up and down, up and down. Her free hand massaged his balls, feeling them grow larger and fill with cum. She couldn't wait for his hot jism to drip down her throat. She couldn't wait for his breaths to come faster.
"Ohhhhh... yes, shit... yessasas!"
Suddenly he was there. Bending over, he circled her head with his strong, well-muscled arms and forced her face down on his tool, driving it deep into her throat. There were only about two inches of the cock left outside of her throat and he jammed her head down all the way, hearing her utter a little moan.
"Suck me off, you bitch!" he uttered in a frantic whisper.
The sound of his voice turned Patty on even more, and she sucked faster. She opened her mouth all the way and leaned forward, aligning her body so that the cock could slide easily into her throat. Robert was almost in a frenzy from the sensation of her hot, slippery lips and tongue on his cock. He could feel her hair swish against his thighs.
The she reached forward and cupped his ass in both her hands. With one last fantastic effort, she pulled him forward and pushed her head down, taking all of the massive cock in her mouth and sliding it down her throat.
"Suck... suck... SUCK!" he chanted, as he jerked her head down and lunged like a wild man, sending his rod again and again into her throat and making his sperm-bloated balls bounce off her bobbing chin.
He was sweating, shouting, screaming. He suddenly had his whole prick in her head.
Patty was sucking, swirling, grabbing the cock cruelly in her teeth and shaking it from side to side. She forced it down her throat, the long hard shaft meeting ridges and warm soft tissue on the way down. Her lips were at the man's root, and she bit and stroked the base of the cock. She jerked spasmodically with his shaft, and then began the long, fluid motions that ran his prick full length in and out of her mouth.
Then, with a last violent lunge, the head tore deep into her throat and she felt his cum surge, filling the already bloated cockhead like a balloon.
With a mighty effort, he managed to hold it for one more stroke, and then he threw his head back and shot his wad over and over again as the girl continued to move her head up and down. He could hear her swallowing furiously, trying desperately to eat every last bit, but he seemed to fill her mouth and still came until it dribbled down the side of her mouth and over her chin.
She felt the salty cum slide down her throat and it made her warm inside. She had just given a man the ultimate pleasure, and it made her feel wonderful.
"Was that good, baby?" she purred seductively. He could barely speak. And when he did, his voice came in heavy pants. "Honey, I've never had it so good. Where did you learn to swallow a cock like that?"
"I didn't," Patty laughed. "That was the first time. It just tasted so good, I decided to eat it all!"
She looked up at him and smiled. She lowered her head and began to clean the cum off his half-limp prick folding the tip with one hand, she twirled it slightly as she licked it, loving every minute of it. She really loved the taste of cum.
Robert felt her tongue lapping up his jism, and her soft tongue and warm saliva bathing his prick, and although he had just shot his wad a few moments before, he felt his desire reawaken.
"You have a beautiful cock," Patty purred. "You could take this cock and fill all of my holes at once, and there'd still be plenty left over."
"That's exactly what I intend to do," he said. "I told you I could fuck all night."
CHAPTER FOUR
His words served to set a new fire of lust in Patty's body. She could already feel the juices of desire running in her cunt again. Having his beautiful dick in her mouth had excited her tremendously, but she herself had not come.
While she had been sucking him off, she had felt like finger-fucking herself at the same time, but she had held back. Now she was glad that she had. His cock was already rising again to its tremendous length and width and she could almost feel her pussy getting off on it.
"You really like it, don't you?" he asked.
"Sucking?"
"Yeah."
"I love it all," Patty replied. "I love anything to do with sex. I even had a lesbian experience with my next-door neighbor this afternoon!"
Robert reached down and pinched the nipple on one of Patty's swaying tits, It hurt, but it also felt good.
"You want to fuck now?" she said, looking up at him.
He didn't speak. He nodded and smiled. His eyes were blazing with desire and he reached down and grabbed both of her huge breasts in his hands. They were firm and solid and molded into his hands like a cup.
Patty moaned very softly. She had always had very sensitive breasts and this man grabbing them and rubbing them was turning, her on to the point of screaming. He kneaded them against her chest in large circles, then suddenly grabbed her by her sides and pulled her to him, crushing her mouth in a deep kiss. Her mouth opened and his tongue found hers and probed deeply into her throat. He could still taste his own cum in her mouth. Their probing tongues met and locked.
Patty was on the couch in a minute, one leg thrown over his hips so that her pussy lips brushed teasingly over his rock-hard cock.
"Jesus, what a cunt... what a body," he groaned, and again reached over and began playing with her tits.
Patty was on fire. She moaned, a deep-throated animal cry that burned into his brain. Suddenly all her thoughts centered around his cock, and her warm, wet hole.
"The bed," she groaned. "Let's get on the bed." They moved quickly to the bed.
She grabbed his prick and pulled it toward her seething pussy. "Put it here!" she whispered hotly in his ear. "Fill my cunt up with your prick!"
But he had other ideas, and he deftly flipped her onto her stomach. The half-moons of her delicious ass now rode high on the bed, the dark crevice between them tensing and relaxing invitingly.
He grabbed her asscheeks and spread them apart. Between them, framed by curling blonde hair, her brown asshole puckered and winked at him. It was so hot there between her legs that steam seemed to be coming from both her holes.
She could sense his lustful desire by his hands. They shook as he grabbed her hips and pulled 'her beautiful ass back toward his cock. My God, she thought, he wants to put it up my bunghole! He's too big. He'll rip my ass to pieces with that fucking telephone pole!
Then she felt the huge head nuzzle itself between her ass-cheeks. It felt good tickling her anus, yet the anticipation of having such a huge log of meat shoved up that tiny hole was frightening.
"Oh, God... not in my ass, please!"
"It's all right... you'll see."
"Be careful," Patty pleaded. "Your cock is so fucking big it's gonna hurt like hell in there!"
He ground forward with his hips and succeeded in getting the head of the massive prick into her asshole. She let out a shriek of pain. "Ohhh... oh shit! Take it easy, honey!"
"Just relax... you can take it," he growled.
"You're so damn big," she groaned as he wallowed the cockhead around and around in her shit hole. "Don't you want to put it in my other hole? I'm too tight back there... I'll hurt you."
"No, baby... your ass is beautiful... I want it all. We'll get to the cunt later."
He thrust forward then and managed to ram another two inches of his massive tool up into her backside. Patty was forced to spread her legs all the wider to accommodate his prick. Every time she opened a little more he fucked her faster, ramming more and more of his cock into her.
He could feel the walls of her rectum shake and convulse with each thrust, and with each stroke she uttered a high-pitched shriek. Her cunt juices dripped down her inner thighs.
"OHHHH... MY GOD, YOU'RE BIG... "
"Wait," he panted, "just wait a minute until I can get all this meat inside you."
He poured his cock into her in short strokes, a crazed expression on his face.
Then suddenly, as if everything had suddenly fallen into place for Patty, she managed to relax her muscles and her ass became a cunt for him, her hole gripping him, milking him; the pleasure-pain of a moment before replaced now with only pleasure.
Her cries changed to encouraging whispers. "Oh yes, yes,... do it to me like that! Oh, yes, lover, it feels funny... but it feels good. Don't stop... more, lover, shove more in met"
Spurred on by her heated passion, Robert reared back for a second time and then rammed the entire length of his gigantic pole deep within the stretched bunghole, impaling her completely. As the last inches of his cock were inside her, he felt his cum rise and pour out of him. He shot a tremendous load, pumping furiously, draining himself with repeated strokes within her brimming ass.
It seemed as though there would never be enough room in, her for his huge organ and his fantastic wad, and cum dripped from her asshole, covering his dick and dripping on the sheets.
Then, with the last of his milking strokes, Patty whimpered, stiffened and relaxed, the two of them still together in the cornhole position, both straightening and panting, each wanting to stretch and roll, but each not wanting to break the embrace.
Finally, Robert eased himself from her and rose from the bed, reeling drunkenly. He walked over to the room's portable bar and fixed a drink for himself and one for Patty. Then he came back to the bed where the beautiful, naked wife still lay on her stomach, moaning slightly.
"Jesus," he rasped. He had had a lot of whores in his travels, but none like this one. None of them had ever really liked to fuck, and fuck, and fuck. This one loved it Patty looked beautiful as she lay there, covered with sweat and cum, her hair tousled and wet, clinging to her forehead and back. Her long legs were behind her and held close together, as if she were trying to hold each drop of his cum deep within her. Her arms were crossed in front of her face and her face was buried deep in her pillowed arms.
Robert reached the bed and, putting his drink down, dipped his fingers into her glass and stroked the cool, refreshing liquid on the back of her neck. She seemed to revive slightly with his touch and turned her head toward him, her eyes misted, the pupils large and sparkling.
They didn't say a word to each other, and he put one hand On her face and cupped the curve of her jaw, feeling its firm shapeliness, and then bent down and kissed her long and hard. Then he handed her the glass and she raised it to her lips and drank deeply, her breasts heaving with the rhythm of her panting.
Her eyes peeked over the top of her glass, and again he found himself looking deeply into them and something moving him and turning him on. Once again his cock began to quiver and rise.
"You really are something else," he said.
"I know," she said matter-of-factly, "but I think I've just discovered it myself."
"Have you always liked to fuck like this?"
"I think I must have," she said.
"Wow," he said. "I don't know if I can handle you or not."
"Now, baby," she cooed, "don't start letting down or getting shy on me. We're just getting ready for the main course."
He turned. "What?"
"You said all night, lover."
With that she turned over on her back and spread her legs wide apart, so that her still-wet pink cunt was in full view. He looked quickly up into her face and saw the lust in her crooked smile. He felt his cock reawaken and start to jerk to its full size.
He looked down at her luscious body, starting with her feet, dainty and shapely for a girl her size, and swept his eyes up the length of her form, stopping at each place and reminding himself, "That's mine." And each time he stopped, he felt his cock rise another inch and he knew that he had to relieve his lust, that he had to stick his tool deep inside that cunt.
Patty knew this. She was discovering her power over men. "Come here, lover," she purred. "I've had you in two of the three places I could take you, and I've held off my own come doing it. I did that so I could have one, gigantic climax.
And now I want it, baby... I want it good."
He smiled. "Okay, sweetheart. I think I've got at least one good one left in me."
"You'd better have," she hissed. "Fuck me, lover... fuck me good and cream up my cunt!"
He gripped her slim ankles and lifted her legs well apart. Then he placed her heels firmly on each side of the bed. "Sweet, sweet cunt," he sighed.
"Fuck... tongue it, Robert. Get it going again!" Patty wailed.
His hands roamed lovingly over her thighs and then up to the fur of her pussy.
Slavishly, he fondled her knees, her calves, her ankles, and slowly back up to her pussy.
Then he began to growl from deep in his throat. He bent his body forward, dipping his face between her full, fleshy thighs. His lips started kissing her with the same thoroughness that his hands had shown when-fondling her.
"Oh, yes... yes, eat me! SUCK MY CUNT!"
His lips followed the path over her thighs and belly that his fingers had traced. He moved his hands between her legs' and placed a thumb 'on either side of her taut cuntlips. She groaned in anticipation as he pulled them wide apart, and screamed in joy when his tongue leapt forward, burying itself in the juicy folds. He ran the hard tip of his tongue the full length of the widely spread slit, from the pucker of flesh over her clitoris to the sperm-wet ring of her asshole.
Her cut thumped and quivered under his tongue. He used his lips and tongue to spread her cunt wider. Then he drove her wild by making a spoon of his tongue and dipping it deeply into her snatch. She jerked her hips and ass spasmodically, squirming hysterically under the thick tongue that lapped at her eager cunt.
As his tongue hammered harder into her cunt, Patty became a groaning, writhing mass of passion. She spread her legs farther apart and tangled her hands possessively in his hair, pulling his face tight to her up thrust crotch. She ground her hips sensuously in time to the darting tongue which probed hotly into her pussy. Her eyes closed, and her mouth hung open in sheer ecstasy.
She pulled his head hard between her thighs and pumped her hips up into his face in wild, abandoned heat. Her muscles strained under her glistening skin.
"Yes ...oh, fuck, yes!" she cried, pulling his face as hard as she could into her pussy. "Fuck me! Fuck me with your tongue and then fuck me good with your big, beautiful cock!"
Robert ground his head down into her crotch until it was barely visible between her thighs.
"Now... NOW! Jesus, hurry... pour your cock in meee... NOW!"
He quickly lifted his glistening face from her cunt and shoved his hips between her thighs. Patty smiled lustfully as she looked between her splayed thighs and saw his rampant, bulbous cockhead dipping toward her cunthole.
"Take it,"' he growled, and plunged his blood-engorged prick into her hot slit.
Patty's legs stood straight out to the side and then went over her head. "Oh, baby, that's beautiful! That's it, yes!"
He worked his huge cock into her and then rammed it in full force. She screamed with pleasure, clawing his back and searching out his mouth with hot, hungry kisses. He moved n and out of her with a frantic motion, pulling out until his cockhead was wrapped by her pussy lips, and then plunging it into her again.
She wrapped her legs around him slightly and moved her hips in a circle, the feeling of her cunt milking him an unbelievable sensation. The muscles in her pussy began to quiver and then tighten. He knew she was about to come. Priming her with a few short strokes, he rammed his prick in full length and she cried out and went limp in his arms. Again and again he used the same motion, a few short strokes and then full thrust, and each time she came, until he felt her cum dripping from his legs and down her thighs.
Then, suddenly, he felt the most unbelievable sensation. It was as if someone were taking his prick and massaging it, starting at the base and working toward the tip. He moaned and looked down, expecting to see his cock out of her pussy and her fingers around it. But it was still lodged firmly in her cunt. The feeling was unlike anything he had ever known before. Time and time again he felt the fingers running up and down the length of his cockshaft. He felt his balls start to erupt their cum.
Then he realized that she was massaging his cock with her cunt! Each time she tightened and rippled her cunt muscles, she could hear him moan with delight and she knew she was giving him the fuck of his life. There was an added bonus for her, too, for each time she did it, she massaged her own clit so that she came again and again herself.
Robert was almost screaming now. It filled Patty with an exhilarating sense of power. Men were always so cocksure with women; while the women screamed, and whimpered, the men were always so quiet. Now she had reduced this super-stud to a quivering, moaning hunk of flesh. And she liked it.
Before her husband had quit satisfying her, Patty was always able to work his cum from his cock in this fashion.
She squeezed again. She felt his cum work its way up the shaft of his massive prick until the head seemed to bulge near the bursting point. Then she tightened one last time at the base of his cock and moved quickly up until the gates finally opened and he flooded her with a stream of hot cum, just as she came, too, in a flurry of gasps and moans.
When the last of his steaming jism was finally spent, they lay there on the bed, too exhausted to move. The sweat dripped from their bodies and their breathing was loud and seemed almost painful. Patty could hardly see, much less get up. There were red, hazy spots before her eyes and her head pounded from the excess blood. She tried to raise herself up on her arms but she wasn't sure if they were going to support her. She was in a daze, having completely forgotten, for the moment, who she was or where she was.
And it was then, at last sexually satisfied for the first time in a long time, that she drifted into a deep sleep.
Once, during the middle of the night, she felt him cuddle up to her ass and slip his cock into her, pussy from behind. She didn't even fully wake up, but managed to come twice herself before he poured yet another load into her pussy.
Then, leaving his cock inside her, they both went back to sleep.
It was seven in the morning when she woke, stretched, and noticed that he was gone. She climbed out of bed and then, on her way to the bathroom, spotted the envelope on the dresser.
Inside was a note:
Good morning, beautiful. You were sleeping so soundly I didn't want to wake you. The bill is all taken care of downstairs, and you can sleep as late as you want to. It's a discreet hotel-that's why I always stay here. How about we do this every couple of weeks when I'm, in town? Same time, same place. What's in the envelope is yours.
Robert
Patty sat the note on the dresser and retrieved the envelope. Inside she found five crisp twenty-dollar bills.
"Why, that son-of-a-bitch," she said.
CHAPTER FIVE
The Zephir was less than half full when Patty arrived. She had called Joe from Robert's hotel room, hoping that he hadn't tried to reach her at the house that morning. She need not have worried. He wasn't even in the office yet. She left a message with his secretary that she was having lunch with Marcia in town, and she would call him later.
"Hi. Sorry I'm late," Patty said, at last finding Marcia's table.
"That's okay. I just got here myself. I'm having a martini. Want one?"
"I don't think so," Patty said, and then laughed. "They make me horny if I have one in the middle of the day."
"What's wrong with that?" Marcia said, and signaled the waiter. "I'll have another one of these, and one for my friend."
"Boy," Patty said, "are you all dolled up."
"Got a little datey-poo this afternoon."
Then the drinks came and they ordered. When the waiter had left, Marcia leaned across the table, until her face was very close to Patty's. She spoke in a low whisper.
"Aren't you going to ask me who I'm going to fuck this afternoon?"
"Me, I hope" Patty said, using the same low tone.
"No such luck... this is business."
"Business?"
"Yeah," Marcia said, and then frowned.
"Shouldn't have said that. I'll tell you about it sometime." Then she changed the subject. "You didn't come home last night, did you?"
"How do you know that?" Patty replied.
"Your cat was at the station when I came in this morning. And I took the early train."
Patty pursed her lips. She desperately wanted to confide in her friend. She wanted to tell her about the wonderful, crazy evening she had experienced, and its ending that morning.
Marcia could sense it. "Want to tell me about it, honey?"
So Patty told her and ended the story by handing her friend the note. Marcia read it and looked up.
"How much was in the envelope?"
"How did you know-?"
"How much?"
"One hundred dollars," Patty said.
"Did you give him a good fuck?"
Patty giggled. "I sure did. I think I almost fucked his balls off!"
"Then he underpaid you."
"But I didn't fuck him for the money," Patty said. "I really wanted to get laid!"
"You going to give the money back, then?"
Patty thought for a moment, then made up her mind. "Hell, no I'm not. We can use it; Joe and I are so far in debt, I don't know how we'll ever get out."
"You know something, Patty, I think you're just like I am."
"How's that?"
"I think you need money... and you love to fuck."
"Well... bluntly speaking, I guess you're right."
"Then Madame Noon is your answer."
"Who the devil is Madame Noon?" Patty frowned.
"Later... I'll tell you later. Right now we're going to see a very important gentleman."
"Who?"
"Ever heard of Judge Wilpin?"
"Sure," Patty replied. "Everybody has. He's the judge who's dedicated to stamping out pornography."
"That's him," Marcia nodded, rising from the table and gathering her gloves and handbag. "C'mon... let's go!"
"What are we going to see him for?"
"To fuck him, of course."
* * *
"Hi, Judge," Marcia said, preceeding Patty into the lavish apartment. "Meet Patty."
"Hello there," the judge replied, letting his eyes roam up and down Patty's luscious body in the form-fitting dress. "What's the occasion?"
"Special today," Marcia replied, removing her light wrap and gloves. "Two for the price of one!"
"Well, well," the judge said, rubbing his hands together with glee.
The judge was a tall, ruggedly built maim his early fifties, who looked ten years younger.
"Sit down, honey," Marcia said, "while the judge and I do a little business."
Patty quickly sat down in a large, comfortable sofa as Marcia and the judge moved across the room to a littered desk. She looked long and hard at the judge. She had often seen him on television, but now, in the flesh, she found that she was very attracted to his animal good looks and big rugged body.
Then they were walking back toward her.
"Good... good," the judge said, his eyes full of lust as he took in Patty's full tits in the skin-tight dress. "This is going to be one hell of an afternoon!"
"You two go ahead," Marcia said. "I'll watch, and then join in."
"But... what do you want me to do?" Patty said, still not getting the full drift of the situation.
"First of all, let's take off all of these fucking clothes," the judge said, and pulled down his fly.
"Just do as he says, Patty honey," Marcia said, sliding onto a stool at the bar and pouring herself a drink. "Take your clothes off and stand still. Maybe close your eyes. The judge will turn you on, honey. He's a genius at it."
"She's right, dear," the judge said. "Now let me help you with your clothes."
In a moment Patty was naked. Then the judge undressed himself carefully and when he, too, was completely nude she noted that he had a fine, youthful physique, tan, with well-developed muscles. He walked around the room, closing drapes, but all the time he had a magnificent hard-on.
"Now, sit very quietly, put your hands on your hips, and close your eyes, my dear."
Patty did as he was told; suddenly she felt the judge's fingers probing the lips of her cunt. He moved his fingers into her deftly and deliberately. He let his fingers stroke up and down the swollen lips of her pussy and felt it grow wet and hot with his expert stroking. On each stroke, he allowed his fingers to brush past the budding, growing clitoris, and each time he did, Patty gyrated her hips a little in answer to his ministrations.
"Feel good, honey?" he chuckled.
"Y-ye-yeah, yeah."
To her side, Patty could hear Marcia giggling.
"Don't worry, honey," her friend said. "Little ole Judgey-poo gets his kicks that way. He loves to tease a pussy to death before he fucks it. Just hang on."
Patty heard and felt the judge get down on his knees in front of her. With both hands he pushed her knees apart and plunged his face into the dripping, sweet pussy. He pushed the lips apart with his fingers and studied the pink insides.
The clit was growing now, a miniature prick, rising out of the folds of the, luscious slit. He bent down and placed his mouth among the mounting juices and the swelling clit. Taking the little bud into his mouth, he sucked on it gently, moving his, head back and forth, letting his lips brush the roughened walls at the base of the cuntlips. Her pussy juice flowed freely down his chin.
He tasted and smelled the delightful musky cunt-flavor.
Patty, meanwhile, was beginning to lose her composure. Each time the judge's head brushed past her clit. she wanted to grab hold of it and push it against her twat, to force his tongue deeper and deeper inside her. It was becoming harder and harder to concentrate.
Her nipples grew hard and erect, and her breasts screamed to be sucked. She wanted to feel the judge's hot prick up her snatch, to feel the pressure tearing the walls of her cunt apart. But still she held on.
The judge was not immune either. As the cunt juices flowed over him, his cock grew hard and ready. The cunt he was sucking was long past the point when it would willingly take his cock whole, and in his mind he too could feel those cuntwalls milking him dry. The blood rose in his cock until it was the most magnificent hard-on he had ever had. He could feel it bulge and lengthen until it seemed to be not a part of him, but rather something outside of his body with a mind of its own.
The scent of her dripping pussy was driving him insane. But still he kept on sucking her gooey cunt, swallowing more and more of her pungent Juices as they formed a sticky river flowing from the pink, gaping wound of her cunt.
A tremendous moan rose in Patty's throat. She could Lake it no more. She found it impossible to hold back.
"Me, too!" she cried out at last. "Give me your cock at the same time!" Her eyes popped open and she pushed back on the judge's shoulders. As he fell to the carpet, she cried out again, "Your cock... God, I want your cock! Let me suck you while you play with my pussy!"
He ended up on his back on the floor, with his cock in full, glorious erection.
It jutted straight up from his hairy groin like a red-tipped spear.
Kneeling astraddle him with her ass toward his face so that he could play with her cunt when she leaned forward, and at the same time feel her legs with his hot hands, she lowered her face to his rampant cock. Just for a moment she hesitated, and then she opened her lips and took, the cockhead into her saliva-filled mouth.
He was gripping the backs of her thighs, just below the swell of her ass cheeks, as he started to slowly undulate his loins up to her face. She knew when he did this she had to keep her head still. She had to let him use her mouth as he would have used her cunt... pushing inward, withdrawing, then plunging in again to the back of her throat.
His cock was thick and hard and she loved it. She could already feel it splitting the lips of her pussy after she sucked him until he would be able to stand it no longer.
"Oh, yeah, yeah... God, can you suck a cock! Suck! SUCK!"
He lunged upward and Patty swallowed more of his massive prick, letting it see saw back and forth between her ruby lips. She was given a close-up view of the dark wiry bush of his pubic hair every time he thrust his cock hard into her mouth. Now and then he thrust so deeply that those hairs at the base of his cock brushed and tickled her face.
"Oh shit... oh shit, I'm going to blow... I'm going to blow like hell, honey!" he cried. "You want it in your mouth?"
Patty pulled her mouth off his thick, jerking cock and rolled over onto her back. She threw her legs into the air and scissored them open.
"No!" she cried. "Pour your meat to me! Put it all up my pussy!"
"My, my... you are some hot cunt, honey," the judge rasped as he nibbled at the inner walls of her pussy lips and drank deeply of her flowing juices.
Then he slid quickly erect, stroking his tongue up the entire of her body as he rose. When he reached her breasts, he took one entirely into his mouth and with his free hand he grabbed the nipple of the other.
Patty moaned deeply and slid her hands down the length of the judge's back, reaching his ass and cupping the cheeks, pulling him dose to her moist, hot pussy and rhythmically moving her hips. Her sweet cunt moved up and down the top of his cock and he felt the cum already beginning to build in his balls.
He sucked her lit hard and fast, taking all of it inside his mouth, letting it slowly come out and then quickly, almost brutally, sucking it in again. She felt the flood pound in her head and the lights slowly go out She moaned and every muscle in her body stiffened at once. She threw back her head and shook it violently while she came and came, the cum dripping over the judge's prick and onto the fine shag rug on the floor.
The judge had all he could do to keep from shooting his wad right then and there, just from watching her incredible orgasm.
"My God," he groaned. "When you come, baby, you really come!"
"That's because I love it, you asshole," Patty said, tired of his teasing and fucking around. "Now, fuck me... FUCK ME, YOU BASTARD! COCK MY PUSSY!"
The judge lifted her up and carried her to the sofa. He gently laid her down and let his eyes drink in her beauty. He swept the length of her, up the firm, muscular thighs of the long, bronzed legs, past the dripping pussy to the firm belly, to the firm, large, heaving breasts and to' the beautiful, doll-like face, now with the elves dosed, and the pink tongue bathing the lips, the tousled, sweaty blonde hair. In a minute he was on top of her.
"Do you want cock?"
"Yes... DAMMIT, YES!"
"Say fuck me!"
"Fuck me!"
"Louder!"
"Fuck ME! FUCK ME! FUCK MEEEEEEE!"
He shoved the full length of his rigid pole up her twat until his hairy pelvis mashed against hers.
Just as he had thought it would be, Patty's pussy was ready. It was also tight and hot, and from the very moment of entry, the sensation was as though he was just about to come. She lifted her legs up and onto his shoulders and spun her hips in a circle. His blood began to boil and rise within him.
She could only think of the cock within her. She searched out his mouth and kissed him hungrily, tasting her cunt in his mouth, smelling her pussy all over his face.
She came again and again. Never had she been fucked by such a masterful cocksman before. She had had young studs of all types in her pussy in her life, and just a few hours before, with Robert, she'd had the largest cock imaginable. But never before had she had a man who seemed to know exactly what she wanted, and exactly how to do it. No wonder this man was famous and powerful, she thought.
"Oh, God," she cried, "can you fuck... can you ever fuck! Harder... pour your fuckmeat to me harder... HARDER!"
The older man shortened his strokes until he was hardly inside her at all, just teasing her pussy with the head of his cock. Her cunt lips wrapped around the head of the prick, the pursed lips of her pussy trying to suck the cum from his cock. Then he plunged deeply into her.
She yelped and clutched at his ass, gyrating her hips wildly. Her feet kicked in the air as if she were riding a bicycle. He continued his rhythm. With each of the strokes, Patty reached up and kissed him, and snaked her long fingernails down his back. Then she would yelp and scream as he plunged all of his meat back into her hungry hole. Her legs waved in the air behind his gyrating ass as she rode to her climax on the massive prick that methodically split her in two.
She responded to his fuck as if they were actually one body. Then she remembered how she had used her cunt muscles on Robert, how she used to do it for Joe, before he got too tired to fuck her.
The judge suddenly felt something on his cock that made him break his rhythm for a moment, and a look of ecstasy crossed his face. They both lay there, hardly moving, while Patty manipulated the walls of her cunt to pass along his cock all of the pleasure that he had so willingly given to her. Though he did nothing to bring it on, the inner movements of her pussy drained his balls of every ounce of jam that they could produce, and sent it streaming up his prick until it felt as though it was about to explode.
"Patty, Patty," he moaned. "I've never felt anything like ...,oh, my God... your cunt feels like... oh, my God!"
Suddenly he began to move wildly inside her, his careful rhythm gone. She felt his cock stiffen and grow even larger as it filled with his hot cum. Then, with a cry, he raised himself on his arms and shot a wad of hot, sticky cum that seemed to split her apart.
The judge kept up his wild undulating, and with each thrust he would shoot another stream of hot jism until it dribbled out of her and onto the couch.
Finally, with a gasp, the judge spent the last of his wad and crumpled in a heap on top of her.
They lay panting for a few moments, and then the judge rolled off of her. In seconds, Marcia's head was between Patty's thighs, licking up the jism from Patty's creamy pussy. The dark haired girl sucked and spooned the combined mixture of his cum and her friend's juices with relish.
On and on Marcia ate as the judge watched. Then the two girls sixty-nined and brought each other to several climaxes. By the time they were finished eating and sucking each other's pussies, the judge was roaring to go again.
He grabbed Marcia by her fleshy ass cheeks and yelled, "That's what you said, honey! Two for the price of one!"
CHAPTER SIX
Riding home together that evening, Patty found out what it was all about.
Marcia started to explain by sliding an envelope across the seat. In it were two, crisp one-hundred-dollar bills.
"You mean... ?"
"Half... your half," Marcia said, smiling.
"So that's how you manage to keep up the expenses on your house and everything without Duke's help."
"That's right. I love to fuck, and I needed the money. Only I did it for a long time for peanuts, until I met Madame Noon."
"Who's she?"
"Well, she's kind of an agent, you might say. She weeds out the flakes and the phonies to make sure you don't get into any hassles and to make sure you get your money. She collects her percentage up front, and you collect whatever the traffic will bear."
"My God," Patty said, amazed, as she stared at the two hundred dollars in her hand and thought how easy she had made it. She also thought of how many bills it would pay.
"Most of the, guys Madame Noon fixes me up with are men I would probably screw anyway. They can afford to pay for it, so why not?"
Patty looked up from the money in her hand and stared intently into her friend's eyes. "How can I get in touch with this Madame Noon?"
Marcia slipped a piece of paper into Patty's hand. "I thought you'd never ask."
* * *
Two days later, Patty emerged from a taxi in an old, but still respectable neighborhood. Her heels clipped on the sidewalk as she walked along checking the numbers on the brownstones until she came to the address Marcia had given her.
It was a three-story house, nestled between two others just like it.
The bell was answered by a huge, broad shouldered man with a shaved, bullet-like head. He was so awesome that Patty almost turned and ran. But before she could say or do anything, he had grasped her elbow in a vise-like grip and ushered her into a hallway.
Then he went to the foot of the stairs and called up in a rumbling voice.
"Madame Noon, the young lady is here."
Then he turned back to her. "You are Marcia's Mend are you not?"
"Yes, I'm-"
"Careful," he said, holding his hand up, palm facing her. "We only use first names."
"Patty."
"That s good." He smiled and Patty noticed that all his teeth were gold. "We have no Patty with us right now."
"Uh... that's good... I guess," Patty said, still a little afraid of him.
He patted her arm before shuffling off down the hallway to be lost from sight through a curtain that served as a door to separate the entrance hall from the rest of the ground floor.
"Come up, my dear, come along up," Patty heard the cultured voice of Madame Noon calling to her. Waiting at the top of the stairs stood a tall, haughty, but beautiful woman who, being between fifty and fifty-five, was so well preserved and well made-up that she looked many years younger.
Patty studied her as she climbed the stairs. Everything Marcia had said about her was true. And she certainly didn't look like what she was-one of the most influential madams in the business.
She was a madam who specialized n attractive young housewives with too much spare time on their hands. Young women who were bored, young wives looking for extra excitement in their drab, everyday lives.
Patty felt calmer seeing the woman. At the top of the stairs, Madame Noon took her by the arm and led her into an expensively furnished living mom. At one end, a square silver screen had been erected on a table; at the far end on a similar table stood a projector, already threaded with spool of film. In front of the projector, and just to the right, was a sofa. It was obvious that the sofa was to be the vantage point from which to watch a film.
No other seating was visible and Madame Noon, seeing the surprise of her guest, squeezed her arm and murmured, "We will see a nice little film and then we'll see how well you will Work into, our little group. Crunch is downstairs getting everything ready. Why don't you have a drink while we wait for him."
"Crunch?"
Madame Noon laughed. "Yes... isn't he a monster? That's the name t gave him because of the way he fucks. Crunch."
Patty shuddered and again had second thoughts about being there. From a cocktail bar in the corner of the room, the woman mixed the uneasy Patty a very potent drink. In fact, two strong drinks were downed by the young woman before she heard the giant's footsteps on the stairs.
Suddenly, Patty was awfully embarrassed by the woman's matter-of-fact attitude about her reason for being there. She wondered what was going to be expected of her. Would she be asked to fuck Crunch? God, she thought, she hoped his prick wasn't in proportion to the rest of him.
Then again... maybe it would be fun if it were.
Then he was in the room, closing the door and pulling the curtains across the window so that the only illumination came from a single bulb that hung above the table where the projector stood.
Crunch guided Patty to the sofa while Madame Noon took up her place by the projector. "This is a very interesting film, my dear... one of our best. I hope you like it."
Then the light went out and for a moment the room was in total darkness Patty felt Crunch's arm go around her shoulders.
The low whirring of the projector, followed by a brightness of the screen, made her focus her attention up toward where the title of the film was now flashing in front of her: "TEACHER'S LUNCH".
A little red schoolhouse came on the screen. The camera panned up to the door and then around to a window and into the room. It was a classroom. A teacher stood at the front of the room and a group of children sat at their desks. All the boys and girls were completely naked. Only the teacher was dressed, but she had her skirt pulled up to her thighs and her legs were spread wide apart. She was showing the class the inside of her pink, hair-lined pussy.
All the little boys had hard-ons and the little girls were fingering their nearly hairless pussies.
Then a sub-title flashed on the screen: "SEX EDUCATION... see June finger-fuck, see John masturbate, see Teacher come."
As the film progressed, the camera moved in to show close-ups of the young girls. Some of them were stretched out in provocative poses, with their legs spread wide open to expose the plumpness of their young pussies.
Patty reddened with embarrassment and a few moments later was even more flustered as the camera moved toward a group of young boys. They seemed intent on masturbation, as if vying with one another to see who could get the most powerful erection. Patty found herself gaping with fascination at close-up shots of at least six terrific young cocks.
From behind the sofa, she heard Madame Noon chuckling. "Now there's a sight for a young woman!" she said, and Patty felt a hand on her breast tighten. Her dress was being crumpled and creased by the way Crunch's fat fingers were trying to locate her nipple and massage it through her clothing.
Patty was getting very excited, and felt a little ashamed at her inability to take her eyes from the film. Behind her, she could hear Madame Noon in the corner, at the bar. Then the older woman leaning over her from the back of the sofa, and a glass was being held to Patty's lips.
She gulped the liquid down, thinking it would be another of those strong but delightful cocktails she had had before. This new drink was quite different, however. It burned her throat, and was already making her pussy boil with inner heat. She had never tasted anything like it before. She had no way of knowing that it was a special concoction that Madame Noon Used to make her female company hot and eager for sex.
Patty made a halfhearted attempt to stop Crunch when he put his hand under her dress and slid it up between her thighs. She kept her legs closed and the giant seemed to be content with that for the time being. He let his hand lay idly over the puffy mound of her cunt.
Then another caption flashed on the screen: "LET'S ALL FUCK TEACHER!"
All the boys seemed to be yelling at her as they ran to the front of the room.
They were waving their young hard-ons in her direction as the teacher smiled and tried to embrace them all at once.
Each one of the boys kept pointing at himself and his own cock. Finally she managed to quiet them down; then she proceeded to kiss and lick each of their cocks in turn.
"Don't worry," the caption said. "There's enough of me for all, of you!"
As if to prove that she could accommodate them all, the teacher struggled to pull off her clothes, fumbling desperately to unbutton and remove her blouse.
She got no farther than opening the front up before the first boy grabbed her.
Reaching into her bra, he pulled out one huge tit. He groaned at the sight of the wide areola that surrounded her giant nipple. Immediately he began to suck, kneading the soft flesh compulsively.
Seeing this, another boy left the milling, shoving pack and squatted down beside her thigh. Pulling up her skirt, he looked at her panties. They were bikini-style, made of a gauzy film of lace. The crease of her cuntlips was as plain as day. He ran his finger down the crease, outlining the two puffy ridges. Then he pulled the crotchband aside, just as he had seen the teacher do in the opening of the film, and looked longingly straight into the black triangle of her furry cunt.
He glanced quickly back at the other boys, seemingly afraid that they might try to steal his prize. Then he pushed the beautiful teacher's legs apart and climbed between them, unwilling to waste even the time to get her undressed.
He was a small boy, but his cock was the largest of them all. It jutted out from his open fly a healthy six inches or so.
The young lad could see her cunt hole grinning up at him. He guided the head of his cock between the furry lips and skewered her in one lunge. Her flesh rippled as the youth entered her pussy, and she jerked her thighs up to meet him.
"THE TEACHER PUTS EVERYTHING INTO HER WORK," came the caption.
A second boy turned around and squatted over the teacher's face. Her hand came up and fisted his cock as her tongue shot up into his asshole. When, she found it, she began to lick. She wetted it and worked it like it was tasty candy.
When it was thoroughly relaxed, she forced her tongue on through. Heatedly, she stabbed into him.
A strained shiver coursed through Patty as she watched the scene unfold before her eyes. Then her attention was drawn to the boy slamming himself against the teacher's cunt. His small body stiffened and he arched into a rigid bow, his limbs jerking spasmodically.
"I'm cummmmmmming!" his lips said.
The teacher felt his cock give a jerk, deep in her cunt, then his jism began to pour. The flood of his liquid fire triggered her own release. Her passion exploded. It ripped through her body, flooding over her in a burning wash of excitement.
When the boy had finally spent all his young cum, the teacher then turned the boy that had been sitting on her face around. Then, on all fours, he lowered his dripping cock to her hungry lips.
Below her, another boy was replacing the first one at her cunt. He was struggling to remove her panties. The teacher raised her ass up, straining to help, and soon he had them free of her ankles.
Two more boys nuzzled their way under the boy who was fucking her face, and started sucking on her huge, pink-tipped tits.
Then the boy between her legs drove his small pole into her already cum-dripping hole. On and on it went. They were rubbing her, sucking her, stabbing hot little pricks at her. When any one of the boys moved away to make room for others, her face registered a terrible loss until another cock or another boy came to take its place.
And everywhere... cum. Slippery, sticky cum, and she couldn't get enough of it. With it came more lust and more greed for the small, tender cocks that could produce it.
Watching all this fucking and sucking on the screen had taken its toll of Patty's rising sex needs. She could not resist slowly opening and closing her thighs in her aroused state. Every time her thighs opened, if only for a brief second, it was enough for Crunch to slide his hand farther up her thighs. Now, he had all his fingers and palm under the crotchband of her panties. He was fingering and rubbing her pussy, and it was starting to make her juices flow.
Patty could sense the tall figure of Madame Noon leaning over the back of the sofa again. Her hands gripped Patty's shoulders and pulled her back, hard.
"Wha... what are you doing?" Patty cried.
Madame Noon leaned her lips close to Patty's ear and whispered, "Open your legs, honey! Let Crunch finger your cunt good. That's what you want, isn't it?
Isn't that why you came here?"
Patty's mind was racing. Was that why she had come? She couldn't remember. But her body reacted as if the Madame's words had been a command. Her thighs spread and this time she didn't clamp them shut when Crunch's hand moved to attack her soggy snatch.
She found herself holding her breath as the fingers again reached and crotchband of her panties. For a moment she wanted to push the hand roughly away, to close her legs or jump up from the sofa. The strong hands on her shoulders prevented her from any hasty action and now, as the hand under her dress gave a sudden jerk and a twist, she felt those fingers under her panties.
She let out a gasp as his fingers held stiff and together like a cock, moved from one end of her moist twat to the other. She wanted to close her eyes and, enjoy to the fullest the sensation she was now feeling~ and yet she didn't want to miss the film, either. While Crunch rubbed her pussy, she opened her eyes, and they both watched the story unfolding on the screen.
All the little boys and girls were wildly fucking and sucking each other now.
The school principal had also made his appearance in the room. He, too, was naked. He had a huge cock-extender on the end of his already mammoth organ, and he was between the teacher's spread thighs as she lay on her back on the desk.
Two of the boys were peeing all over the teacher's mammoth jugs as the principal shoved the full length of his huge dual prick all the way up her cunt into her belly.
Patty thought that the scene was the dirtiest, most erotic thing she had ever seen. It turned her on all the more. She couldn't resist placing her hand on the enormous bulge in the front of Crunch's pants. She knew that, behind the sofa, Madame Noon stood watching her, seeing her reactions and her movements in the light cast from the projector and the reflection on the screen. Somehow, she didn't seem to care. Patty know then that she was about to take Madame Noon's test.
Quickly, she wrenched the buttons of Crunch's fly open and got into her clasping hands the long, thick shaft of his cock. He gave a grunt of pleasure and sank farther down into the sofa. He thrust his loins upward, making the manipulation of his prick and balls easier for her.
Madame Noon was leaning over her even more now, her face pressed close alongside her own hot cheek, her mouth to her ear. She muttered to Patty while her hands fumbled at the clit and the zipper of her dress.
"Play with that lovely cock, my dear."
She had gotten her dress unfastened and unzipped to get the material down from her shoulders. Instantly, Patty's bra was undone and she felt the Madame's hand caressing her left breast, while Crunch's free hand kneaded her right one.
On the screen, the teacher was now sucking the principal's big cock. The actress was a good cocksucker. She was taking an almost unbelievable amount of his prick into her mouth every time she bobbed her head down over his meat.
Patty gave a start as she felt the hands of Madame Noon on her head. There was no mistaking the pressure, no mistaking what they wanted her to do. They were trying to get her to... lower her face down toward Crunch's cock. They wanted her to mouth-fuck him, just as the girl on the screen was doing.
Suddenly the hand at her left breast released its hold and at the same time two hands went up to her head. Crunch was using both his hands to force her to suck his prick, and under the fierce pressure, Patty felt her body give way. Her face went down and against his closed lips she felt the hot, smooth flesh of Crunch's cock.
The moment she had felt her head being jerked downward, she had closed her eyes instinctively. Now she opened them and found herself looking directly at his huge hunk of male meat. A wild tremor of excitement, so intense that it frightened her, went through her cunt. She wanted to resist this, wanted to retain some self respect, and yet...
She was hardly aware that the projector had stopped, that the single lightbulb above the projector table had been switched on, and that Madame Noon was on the floor beside the sofa with her face close to Patty's bead and Crunch's bobbing dick.
Patty opened her lips slightly and, with a low growl, Crunch jabbed the head of his prick into her face. She felt the rigid meat shoot into her mouth, felt her saliva wetting the huge monster, felt the rubbery, blunt head pound the back of her throat.
Patty could feel Madame Noon patting her hair and pushing her head down in rhythm with Crunch's lifting thighs. Both of them seemed intent on making, her swallow as much of that length of prick as she could. She saw an inch from her eyes the crisp black hairs of the man's pubic bush, and just when she was sure she was going to choke, her head was pulled roughly away from the hairy loins and she found herself looking directly into the lust-crazed eyes of the ugly giant.
"Now she's ready," Crunch bellowed.
"Yes!" Madame Noon cried out, and turned to Patty. "Now we shall see how well you can fuck, my dear!"
CHAPTER SEVEN
Madame Noon herself worked her bands up under Patty's dress and pulled the young wife's panties off. Patty felt somehow drugged. But she didn't mind. She also felt hot and sexy.
As though through a haze, she saw her panties fly through the air and land on the floor across the room. The huge bulk of Crunch's body loomed up in front of her. He had removed his clothes, and she could now see all of his magnificent, hard prick and the huge, swaying sac of his testicles.
The sight and size of the bald giant's dick threw Patty into an instant state of desire and lust.
"Yes... yes... yesssss,!" Patty mewled. "Give me cock... give me that big hunk of meat!"
Her voice trailed off as the giant suddenly gripped her waist, twisted her around, and shoved her onto the sofa. His breath came in great, animal-like, heaving gasps as he pushed her roughly forward so that she bad to put her hands out to grip the back of the sofa to stop herself from falling face down on it.
Then Crunch was on her back, muttering, gasping. And then Patty felt his hard, stiff prick being rammed up into her cunt from the rear. This thing being gouged into her vagina felt so large and thick, not like her husband's at all, nor like the pricks she had been handling and sucking before. This was more like the cock of a wild beast. She wanted to scream. Madame Noon at once saw that she intended to and quickly thrust a hand over Patty's mouth.
Patty felt her cunt was on fire. Never had she known a human being could have such a massive prick, and the weight of the giant as he lay on her back almost made her break in to. The desire to scream had now passed and the band moved away from her gasping mouth. Hands were all over her body, the soft, heavily ringed hands of Madame Noon lingering around her ass and the tops of her thighs.
The rougher hands of Crunch were concentrating more on her belly and her titties. Patty was unable to stop the short, sharp pants that came from her gaping mouth as she experienced the sort of fuck she had never before known in. such intensity. It felt as if this cock were actually up inside her belly, that the hard shaft of roaring flesh was frying to break through to the hands that massaged her titties so lovingly.
Madame Noon, every bit as hot and anxious for this lovely body as the giant, knew better than to interfere. She watched and enjoyed the spectacle of this lovely young woman being thoroughly screwed from the rear by this monster with the incredible cock. And she watched the young girl begin to respond to the vital prick in her cunt. She watched her writhing and her wriggles, her gasping protestations that were changing from pleas for mercy to passion-filled fuck words.
"Ohhh, shit... give me your cock! Yessss! Give it all to me! Fuck me!"
"You're taking my cock good... taking all my meat," the giant croaked in broken English.
"I want your cock!" Patty cried out. "I want your sperm! Give me your juice... soak my belly with it!"
She knew by the heat and the site of the swollen cockhead inside her that he was nearing his climax. All thoughts of shame or fear had gone from her mind now, only the wonderful ecstasy she was feeling mattered.
Under his powerful lunges, she had sunk down onto her belly on the sofa. He was on top of her, her legs spread out on either side of his heaving body, as if her limbs grew out of his thighs. She felt his fingers clawing at her thighs.
It was like having a wild beast on her back. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Madame Noon leaning over them. She sensed, rather than actually saw, that the woman had hold of the balk of the fucking giant, and he was responding by jerking even more frantically up and down. And then it happened... great, hot spurts of his semen thudded into Patty's belly. Again and again and again the hot jets thrilled her, causing her to have the mod wonderful come of her life.
Hardly aware of her actions, she made a superhumsn effort to twist the upper part of her body around and get her arm around his neck. He was panting as if about to have a fit. She hugged him to her. "Darling... darling," she chanted.
"She is a hot cunt," Crunch growled to the older woman. "There is no end to the need in her pussy!"
"Darling... darling... " Patty kept repealing. "Fuck me... fuck me again... keep on fucking me!"
"You do love cock, don't you, my dear?"
"Yessssss... don't stop!" Patty cried out again and again. "Make him fuck me again! Don't let him stop!"
"All right, Crunch," the Madame hissed. "Plug her again. Only this time, change holes!"
Crunch grabbed Patty and once again twisted her over onto her belly. He crawled up to her ass cheeks, pushing the blunt head of his still-hard cock between them.
Patty writhed frantically as the big man forced a thick finger deep into her asshole. Then Madame Noon helped by gripping Patty's ass cheeks and pulling them wide apart for Crunch's entrance.
Then Crunch guided the domed head of his rigid cock to its place of entry. It took some moments and a lot of wriggling and pushing to get the head of the thick dick through the tight ring of muscle that protected the asshole of the young woman. But once the prick-head had been pushed through, the ring, he was able to sink every last inch deep up inside her ass.
At first she screamed at the pain, and it took both the giant and Madame Noon to hold her wildly thrashing arms and legs. They held her fast and waited until, at last exhausted and out of breath, her struggles were useless.
Then he began to rhythmically fuck the lovely young wife, slowly at first, but gradually working up speed. Soon Patty's asshole was being stretched beyond that point of acute pain, and she began answering his strokes with fuck motions of her own.
Suddenly Patty could feel the muscles in her rectum begin to contract around the massive cock. The pressure was overpowering and the inner folds of her anus clutched tightly at his stabbing prick like soft fingers. She was trying to milk his cock with her asshole.
She began to grind her hips back against him, rotating her ass up against his pelvis as hard as she could. Crunch was beaming as he looked down at her writhing hips, which were bringing him close to climax. He studied her asshole as it clung to his plunging cock on the backstroke.
"She is truly a beautiful fuck," he managed to gasp at Madame Noon, who stood by watching the ass fucking with glee.
"Oh, my God," Patty sighed. "I think I'm going to come... I think your cock in my ass is gonna get mc off! Fuck! FUCK MY ASSHOLE HARDER!"
She bore down on him as hard as she could, damping her perspiring buttocks lightly together and tensing every muscle in her naked body.
He fucked into her squeezing rectum even harder. There was no way to keep the pressure from building up in his balls. He knew he would be coming soon and he decided to make the best of it.
She gasped. She could feel his fucking cock expanding within her. It stretched the sensitive interior walls of her rectum. But somehow she managed to keep the heat on his prick, and she fucked her asscheeks back at him.
"Fuck my asshole, baby," she urged as though her life depended on it. "Give me an asshole fuck that'll make me blow! Hurry... HURRY!" Instinctively, she reached back and grabbed hold of Crunch's sac with her strong fingers. With her free hand, she began to strum on her clit.
Crunch lunged forward with all his strength. The massive rod became encased within the confines of her rectal tube. Then, bracing himself against her taut ass, he pulled his cock part way out again. He continued this in-and-out movement, and with every stroke he increased the tempo.
"That's it!" Patty called out encouragingly. "Bugger my ass good! Bugger my asshole like it's never been fucked before!"
The tight grip of the rectal walls created a heated friction which quickly trigged a number of responses within Crunch's body. The temperature of his body rose dramatically and reached an explosive level. This increased body heat brought the seminal fluids to a boil. Once they started to boil, they were flung out of his balls and into the base of his cockshaft. And, once in the shaft, there was nothing to stop the flow of raging, boiling cock cream. The meat of the shaft expanded even further during this push toward release.
Patty could feel all this taking place in the lunging cock that was so deeply imbedded within her rear hole. Lust cycloned up through her throat. Her cunt was exploding.
"I'm coming... oh, shit yes, how sweet it is!" Patty screamed. "I'm going to come... come like a dam bursting all over your ass-fucking cock!"
Then it was the giant's turn. He could hold back no longer. She heard his muffled gasp behind her as his massive, throbbing cock burst like a dam. He emptied his sperm-filled balls deep in her tortured bowels.
She thought he was never going to stop coming, as wave after wave of his hot, gushing fluid shot out of his wildly jerking cockhead into the depths of her ass. It overflowed around his shooting prick and spewed back out around the edges of her tightly clamped anus.
She collapsed as he pumped the last of his heated cum into her battered rectum.
Then Patty felt his massive cock slipping her asshole as she let herself relax and her ease into slumber.
When she awoke, she found herself in a luxurious tub of bubble bath. Her body was sore, but totally relaxed and happy.
"Ahh, good... you're awake."
Patty looked up. Madame Noon was standing by the tub staring down at her. Patty smiled. Suddenly she felt very confident. "Well?"
"You were fine. You have passed the first part of the test with flying colors."
"The first part?" Patty said. "What's the second part?"
"Me," the woman smiled, and shrugged the robe from her shoulders. "All of our customers are not men."
* * *
"You are indeed wonderful, my dear," the Madame purred, smiling up at the girl from between her spread thighs. "Both men and women will love you, and will pay well for you. And you will see, you will become even a better lover for your husband."
"I've gotten more fucking... good fucking... this week than I've had in the last year," Patty laughed. "And I don't want to stop now. Where and when is my first job.?"
"Call me in three days. His name is Harper. He is a little strange, but he's a good lover... and he pays very well."
CHAPTER EIGHT
Patty was shaking like a leaf when the taxi left her in front of a huge stone mansion, surrounded by a high wall and dense woods. The old house looked almost haunted and not a little forbidding as she mounted the stone steps and used an old-fashioned brass door knocker.
She nervously fidgeted with her hair and smoothed the tight blouse and skirt she wore as she waited. The clothing had been carefully chosen at Madame Noon's insistence; conservative, but tight enough to reveal all the lines of her voluptuous body.
The door was opened by a tall, striking woman dressed in a tight, black sheath dress and high heels. Her body was svelte, and her tits thrust out like two huge globes. She had raven-black hair that was pulled back tightly in a knot, and a beautiful, commanding face with dark, heavily lashed eyes and full, scarlet lips. A huge pearl necklace adorned her throat.
"Yes?" She said in a low, melodious voice. "Can I help you?"
"I... I'm Patty. From Madame Noon's agency."
"Oh, yes. Come in. Harper is waiting for you."
The woman ushered Patty into a wood-paneled hallway dimly lit with Tiffany-shade lamps hanging from the high, vaulted ceiling. There were wide sliding doors, dosed, on either side of the hail, and a carpeted stairway that led to the floor above. At the end of the hallway, just behind the stain, was another door that Patty guessed must lead to a kitchen.
"You're new, aren't you?" the woman said.
"Uh... yes. This is my tint time."
"Good. Harper likes the new girls. He thinks he can shock them. But don't worry. My son is just another man, and it all comes down to plain fucking eventually."
"You... you're his mother?"
"Does that shock you, dear? Don't let it. I sometimes call Madame Noon's girls for myself, too. You're very lovely. Maybe I'll call for you sometime. Patty, wasn't it?"
"Yes."
"My name is Mona. Follow me, please."
She led the way upstairs to another hallway with several doors on either side.
"It's a big house," Patty commented.
"Yes." She stepped in front of a door at the very end of the hail. "Go right in. Harper will be with you in a moment."
As the door closed behind her, Patty found herself inside a huge, high-ceilinged room furnished in plush Victorian chairs and couches. The walls were wood-paneled, like the halls, and the room was softly lit with more Tiffany lamps. The strange colors and the twisting designs of' glass gave the room an eerie feeling. She noticed a low couch near one wall, upholstered in wine-red velvet.
A door opened behind her. She turned, and there he was.
Facing her was a tall man, dressed in a white shirt made of silk, tight black trousers and polished boots of black leather. His face was darkly handsome, with piercing eyes. His hair was jet black, like his mother's. His body was slender, but extremely well-built, and he had an air of calm strength about him. His appearance was so forceful that Patty found herself gasping slightly when she caught sight of him.
"Why are you afraid?" he asked in a low, smooth voice, noting her anxiety. His eyes seemed to burn into Patty's, as if he could fathom her most secret, hidden thoughts.
"I... I'm a little nervous, I guess," she said, blushing slightly.
"There's no need to be," he said softly, moving toward her with slow deliberation. "You're Patty."
"Y-yes," she replied.
"Sit down, won't you?" He pointed to a large armchair.
At his instructions, Patty sat in the chair as Harper pulled another chair dose to hers and sat in it, facing her. He leaned back, crossed his lap and let his hands rest languidly on the upholstered arms of the chair.
"What do you like to do?" he said bluntly.
Patty was taken a little aback by his forthrightness, but she decided to plunge right in. "Everything," she said, finding her voice surprisingly calm.
"Everything that has anything to do with fucking."
He smiled. "Good. Then I suggest we begin. But first, a glass of wine to relax us both."
He stood and moved to the far end of the room where a table stood. On it were several bottles of wine and liquor.
He poured two glasses of wine, then, turning his back to Patty, he opened a small box, took out a few grains of white powder, and dropped them into one of the glasses.
Smiling, he turned and walked back to the young wife, extending one of the glasses toward her.
"Drink this," he said. "It's a very light wine."
She took the glass from him.
"To love," he said, toasting her with his glass.
"To... love... " she replied shyly.
She sipped the wine slowly as Harper again sat in the chair opposite her.
Almost immediately she began to feel calmer. There was a long silence as they drank.
"Feel better?" he asked.
"Good." He leaned back in the chair, and as he did he uncrossed his legs, spreading them apart. Patty found her gaze riveted to his crotch, for the tightness in his trousers fully revealed the enormous mound of his cock. She could clearly see the line of his prick, huge and thick, under his trousers, and the round bulge of his testicles. Nervously, she tore her eyes away, but not before he had noted her reaction.
"Don't turn away from my cock," he said. "I'm proud of it. I like girls to look at it."
Ah, Patty thought, perhaps that's part of his weirdness; he digs being an exhibitionist.
Slowly she turned and gazed directly at the bulge in his pants. He had spread his legs wider now, and slumped his hips forward slightly so that she could have a full view. She found herself stunned at the sight of his cock and balls tightly encased in the trousers. They seemed to throb and glow before her eyes.
She had never seen anything so beautiful in her life. She found herself gazing in near-adoration at his crotch. Her mind reeled in a drug haze, thrilled by the obscene sight.
It's beautiful, she thought, so beautiful! "Don't you think my cock is fantastic?"
"Uh... yes... whatever you say," she replied. Her eyes traveled up to meet his, and as they met, her breath came faster and faster. He was the most mysterious man she had ever seen, so handsome and strange with his dark eyes, yet he was warm and gentle, too. She was elated to discover that her mind was soaring like a cloud in a dear blue sky, and her body was trembling with a warm excitement. She wanted to... to drift into his arms and kiss him, kiss him torridly on the lips... hold him .. embrace him... What the hell is wrong with me? She thought Then she realized that he had put something in the wine.
"You want me to fuck you now, don't you?"
She nodded.
"Say it, dammit!"
"Yes. I want you to fuck me now."
Smiling at her, he began to remove his shirt, slipping it over his head and revealing his tightly muscles upper torso with a thick tangle of curling chest hair. Patty's drug-fogged eyes eagerly drank in every naked inch of his tanned, lithe torso. Deftly, he took off one boot, then the other, and placed them nearby, while She watched him, completely fascinated and unconsciously growing more and more aroused.
"Soon you'll see my beautiful, big cock, and you'll be able to love it."
Slowly he unhooked the top of his trousers and began lowering them. He wore no underwear, and as he eased the tight-pants down his slim hips, his cock and balls were completely exposed to her gaze. His prick was unusually large and thick, and swung heavily between his legs as he stepped out of the trousers.
The hairy balls beneath bounced freely.
"Am I not the most beautiful thing you've ever seen? Isn't my cock splendid?"
Patty found herself totally agreeing with him. "Yes... oh yes I .. your cock is big and thick and wonderful!"
He began to run his hands over his entire hard body, in an almost obscene manner, and Patty thought she detected a devilish glint in his eyes. Then he grasped his enormous cock with his bands and began caressing it, stroking it.
"Every part of me is beautiful, Patty... every part! You must learn to love my cock! Love it!"
"I want to... " she said in a tiny voice. "Show me how ..."
There was a moment's silence. Harper stood erect, so that he looked like a bronzed, naked god standing in the bizarre colored light of the huge room.
"Now... you must take off your clothes also... and lie back on the couch."
Patty obediently, began to unbutton her blouse. He watched with beady eyes as she removed her blouse and skirt. Within moments she stood only in her white bra and panties, her cream-white skin gleaming, her proud breasts thrust outward like two shimmering melons. With trembling hands she removed the bra and placed it nearby on a table, fully freeing her firm, wide-set tits to his gaze. Her skin quivered and tightened, and the buds of her nipples grew taut and stood out from the dark rings of the surrounding areolas like large buttons.
"You're beautiful, too," Harper said. "That's good. You've got just the right kind of beautiful body that I like to sink my dick into, deep into... clear up to your belly."
His, cock had begun to throb with life and became erect as the beautiful young blonde slowly began to slide her tight, nylon panties down the white, smooth-fleshed expanse of her hips. Slowly, the brief garment eased down over the tender skin of her thighs and legs until she stepped out of it daintily and placed it with her other clothes. As she turned back to him, her golden triangle of pubic hair glistened as if sprinkled with dew.
"Good... " he said approvingly. "Very good. You have a beautiful body... quite beautiful."
"Thank you," she said quietly.
Her mind was so fogged with wine and drug that she felt no fear or anxiety. Her body rippled lightly with waves of pleasure, and she felt as though she could fly if she wanted to! The sight of Harper standing naked in front of her and stroking his hard, stiff cock thrilled her. It was the most wonderful sight she had ever seen. Her face glowed with ecstasy, and he knew then that she was his to do with as he pleased.
"Come over here now, Patty. Come close, and I'll give you the supreme thrill of loving my cock."
She moved to him and he placed her hands on his thick, muscular tool. For some reason beyond her comprehension, it felt like the most thrilling cock of her life. She loved the rubbery, pebbled texture in her hand. It was so warm, so big. She began to caress it. She fondled it lovingly. Then she cupped the heavy sac that held his balls, reveling in the soft skin and the weighty spheres.
She began to run her hands all over his body, savoring his nakedness as a rising tide of sensuality began to waft through her body. Her hand explored every hard, bulging muscle and ridge of his tall frame, and she grew more and more excited. She wanted to touch every part of his body, his face, his skin... his chest .. his hips... his balls... his cock.
But as she grasped his swollen prick again, with hot eagerness, he drew her hands away.
"Do you want my beautiful cock to ream your body now?"
"Yes," she moaned. "I want all of it. I want to be fucked with it!"
"Lie down on the couch."
She lay back on the couch, and closed her eyes. Almost immediately she felt completely lost in a radiant glow as the potent drug took hold of her again.
Harper let his hands play gently over her face. She became warmly aroused by his artful strokes. He massaged her temples, her eyelids and cheeks, then slowly he let his fingers slide down to the rosy, succulent mounds of her breasts. His own body was alive with excitement, and his cock throbbed achingly for release. Deftly, he straddled her, with his knees on either side of her hips.
Patty, in her drugged state, writhed sensuously as his fingers glided like feathers over her breasts; her skin tingled with warmth and pleasure as he began to knead the creamy mounds with mounting desire.
"Ohhhhhh," she moaned.
"Feels nice to be loved, doesn't it?" he whispered as he gripped the supple flesh. "You deserve to be loved... let yourself' be loved... and fucked."
"Oh, yes .. " she sighed, wriggling happily. He positioned himself again, spreading her legs apart, and kneeling between them.
Suddenly he took her face in his hands and kissed her passionately. Patty thought she would swoon from the intensity of it. It was all that was needed to banish any anxiety. She was lost in his kiss, overwhelmed by his powerful presence, and once again the drug clouded her mind with euphoric delight.
Harper eased her back on the couch. He let his hands rove over her curving white hips and down her long, silky legs. Then, after pausing for a while to stroke her small, delicate feet, his hands traveled back up to her legs, up toward the soft pussy flesh nestled in her golden triangle, up toward her trembling cunt. His palms rested on the insides of her naked thighs, and he slowly parted her, legs farther to reveal the naked cuntal slit completely, then lowered his face down toward her luscious cunt.
Patty gasped as he snaked his tongue out and licked her vaginal slit lightly. A tremor of excitement shot through her as he buried his face in her wet, tender cuntal flesh Her entire being was bursting with passion... she gave herself I completely to his hotly questing mouth.
He ran his tongue hungrily up and down her moist, trembling pussy, probing with his tip into every fold of the warm outer lips, and nibbling playfully at the silken strands that lined her pussy. He found the tip of her clitoris and began to suck at it until it grew hard, sending ripples of delight coursing throughout her body.
At the same time, he grasped his erect cock with his hand and deftly sliding back the velvety foreskin, he gripped his huge instrument and began to masturbate roughly as he licked madly at her quivering pussy.
Patty, overcome with passion, opened her legs wide to allow him easy entry, and pushed her hips upward to eagerly press into his hungry mouth. In her sexually overwhelmed state, she writhed lewdly beneath his madly licking tongue, her open cunt grinding hard up against his greedy lips, brushing his mouth cruelly into the slippery wetness. She had never experienced anything like this in her life, and she wanted more. Her legs kicked and thrashed in complete abandon.
"Yesssss!" she cried. "YESSSSS!"
Harper, throbbing with his own passion, sucked feverishly while he gripped his cock tightly and jerked it up and down. He plunged his tongue deeply into her throbbing pussy-hole, rotating it far up inside her warmly seeping slit.
"Oh, God!" she shrieked out as his tongue drove deeply into her softly clutching pussy. "OHHHHHH G00000DDDDD!"
As the wildly abandoned young wife writhed beneath his slavoring mouth, his hand pumped furiously at his blood-engorged cock. His sperm swollen balls tightened in lewd anticipation. His loins were bursting with tremors of aching passion, roused to a fever pitch, and he moaned with guttural, animal sounds.
Patty began to cry out, her senses whipped to a frenzy by his tongue fucking... she could hear the obscene, wet sounds made by his tongue in her pussy, and it thrilled her all the more. Pinwheels of bright color exploded behind her closed eyelids.
Suddenly she realized that she had reached that peak of ecstasy. She surrendered completely, her body thrashing, her head swinging from side to side, her mouth wide open as she screamed in delight.
"AAAARRRRGGGHHHHH!" she cried from the very depths of her being. "I'M CUMMMMINNNGG! I'M CUUUUMMMMINNNNNNGGG!"
He, too, could feel his climax not far off. His huge cock was swollen to incredible proportions as he gripped it tightly with his hands and jerked it while his balls shuddered as they filled with boiling cum.
Suddenly he lurched to his knees above her writhing body. His fist flew back and forth wildly on the barrel of his cock as white, scalding cum burst in great globs from the bulbous head. The river of his spunk splashed across her breasts, making the pink nipples white. Screams and groans ripped the air as he drained the cum from his balls onto her bouncing tits.
"Now I'll make your pussy shoot," he said, when at last the well of his testicles was dry. "I'll eat your cunt again and make you come while you lick my jism off your tits."
"Yes!"
"You'll like that, won't you, Patty?"
"Oh yes! Yessss, suck my cunt while I clean your cum from my tits!"
While he buried his hungry mouth back into her drenched cunt, Patty lifted her pendulous, cum-soaked tits to her lips. She laved and sucked her own nipples, swallowing his cum from them as fast as her tongue could bring it into her mouth.
Then she started coming on the darting tip of his tongue. Her body became a feverish, quivering form, bursting in raging climax. "There... THERE!" she screamed. "I'm coming!"
"Suck... SUCK MY CUM OFF YOUR TITS!" he yelled, and drove his mouth over her cunt.
She pulled her tits against her lips and went wild. Hungry flames engulfed the young wife. Her lust-heated cuntal walls dilated and shuddered, issuing streams of warm orgasmic juices that cascaded over his devouring mouth until finally the release began to ebb slowly and they passed the apex of their orgasms.
Their bodies began to relax, and then Harper pulled away from her and sat next to her on the couch.
He could see from the ecstatic expression on her face that the young woman had been overwhelmed, and he smiled to himself, snug in the knowledge that it had been a long time since this girl had been sucked off like he had sucked her.
"Did you like that?"
"I loved it," she sighed, basely able to get her breath.
"Did my cum taste good?"
"Wonderful," Patty replied, and noticed that, as they talked, his huge cock was starting to get hard again. "Do you want to fuck me in the pussy or ass now?"
"OH NO"
"What?"
"No .. " he repeated, his voice rising to a quiver. "I never fuck the girls bodies. I save myself for just one woman."
"Oh?"
"Yes... he does."
Patty turned. Mona was standing beside them, stark naked. Patty hadn't even heard her enter the room.
"Gather your clothes together, dear," the woman said. "You can dress in the hall. Your money is on the table by the door."
Patty nodded dumbly and did as the woman told her. As she moved through the door, she heard them speaking.
"Where this time, Mother"
"In my cunt, Harper dear. Fuck your Momma in her beautiful pussy with your big, beautiful dick."
Weird, Patty thought as she stuffed the money in her purse and dressed. Weird, but exciting.
CHAPTER NINE
In the two months that followed, Patty averaged going out for Madame Noon at least three times a week. Once, when Joe had a weekend business trip out of town, she spent that entire weekend at a convention in the city. She stayed ma huge, plush hotel, suite and fucked and sucked the executives and their wives whenever they felt like it.
For Patty it became the best of all possible worlds. She was getting all the sex she wanted, and a the bus were getting paid. Joe was even starting to fuck her better, and more often. He still remained in town a couple of nights every week to work, but he started bringing more money home because of it, so she didn't mind.
Absently, Patty wondered if he had another woman in the city. But she dismissed that thought when she remembered that she was more woman than he could handle.
Then one afternoon Marcia called her from next door.
"Hi... how's it been going?"
"Super... I mean really super!"
"It must be," Marcia replied. "I haven't seen you since that day we fucked the judge together. Do you always forget your old friends when, you start getting enough?"
Patty laughed. "I'll be right over. You just get your clothes off and I'll show you how I forget old friends!"
"They're already off," Marcia giggled. "I'm in the bath."
"I'll be right there."
Patty started pulling her clothes off at the top of the stairs. She hadn't been in Marcia's bath since it hat been remodeled, so it took her by surprise when she walked in.
It was reminiscent of a Roman bath, complete with a sunken tub in the center.
The tub was so huge that it looked more like a swimming pool. There was a golden cherub at one end of the tub holding a tilted urn, from which the water ran out.
"Absolutely decadent, isn't it?" Marcia said, rising like ,a goddess from the water and moving toward Patty.
"All of that," Patty said, laughing and accepting the other girl's lips and tongue in a passionate kiss.
"I've missed you," Marcia whispered, when at last the kiss was broken.
"Well, what are you going to do about it?" Patty said, her voice suddenly husky with desire.
"This," Marcia replied, and placed a hand on each of Patty's swaying tits She rubbed them warmly, and the huge tits seemed to leap outward from Patty's body toward Marcia's face. They seemed bigger and more beautiful than they ever had.
"How firm and smooth they are," Marcia whispered, "and how beautiful." Then her mouth was open wide and she was filling it with silken flesh and nipple as she sucked one tit and caressed the other.
Then her band and mouth changed positions, and she sucked the other lovely breast as Patty's body came alive and She squirmed with passion.
Marcia's lips shifted from nipple to nipple as her hands roamed up and down the blonde's luscious body. They moved hotly down over her back and her buttocks, pausing there to knead the firm ass cheeks tenderly, and then going on down to her thighs, only to return all the way back ~to her shoulders before rubbing their way back to her beautifully rounded, taut ass.
Patty looked at. Marcia's shining face as the woman devoured her breasts. She took her hands and placed them on Marcia's head. Gently but firmly, she started pushing downward.
"There's one part of me you've missed, Marcia," she sighed.
Marcia's eyes fell on the curling triangle of pubic hair that crowned Patty's pussy. "Lie down, here," she said, her tongue suddenly thick in her mouth. "Lie across the rug on the floor and spread your legs for me."
Patty went one better. She lay on the soft carpeting and spread her legs wide, raising them high in the air at the same time. As she did, she could feel the woman's eyes on her cunt, could feel them moving there like very gentle fingers.
"How lovely... how perfect," Marcia panted as she dropped to her knees between Patty's outstretched legs. Then her hands were on the blonde's smooth, silky thighs, rubbing gently as she stared into her crotch, her tongue licking wetly over her lips.
"I want to love you back," Patty whispered.
Marcia's hind caressed the downy triangle of Patty's pussy. "Oh, God, I want it," she purred as she used the tips of her fingers to part the soft, warm lips of the seething pussy.
Patty felt warm breath in her crotch and her bare ass began to squirm on the carpet. Then she gave a little cry as she felt the mouth touch her cunt, as hands tightened on her thighs.
It began as a kiss, the most exciting kiss Patty had ever known; then it was more than a kiss. Marcia was sucking and licking her cunt, her tongue probing the hot, juicy interior. It felt so good that Patty wanted to cry out, wanted to scream for joy. Marcia sensed her lover's response, and it spurred her on to greater ministrations, sucking and lapping Patty's pussy till it became unbearably hot and juicy and horny and hungry.
Suddenly, Patty felt that she was going to come, and that it was going to be her biggest, most beautiful, loving come ever. As the tongue went on licking her clit, the gentle hand fondled the cheeks of her arched ass. All heaven and hell broke loose inside her cunt as the come she had been waiting for exploded and seemed to carry her a million miles into space.
"Oh God, what a come... what a glorious come!" Patty cried.
"Now me, darling," Marcia sighed.
She sat on the tub and spread her legs. The pink lips of her cunt nestled wetly in her dark pubic patch.
"You have a beautiful cunt," Patty moaned as she leaned over and started in on Marcia's tits.
"And you have such beautiful breasts!"
Marcia whimpered hotly as Patty took her firm nipple into her mouth. She sucked on it, tasting the salty sweetness of Marcia's flesh.
Marcia placed her hand on the blonde girl's hip and began to knead the tender flesh. Patty, in response, placed her hand in the delicate cuntflesh of Marcia's pussy, sliding one finger effortlessly into her. Marcia was already wet from the job that she had done on Patty. She was finding it hard to control herself any longer, and with a loud groan, pressed herself firmly against Patty, her breasts riding just about at the level of Patty's mouth as she continued to suck them.
Patty had meant to try and get Marcia on her back on the floor so that she could get her face into the brunette's lovely cunt. But Patty had forgotten where she was in the heat of the moment, and when she tried to position herself to go down on the other girl they both fell backward into the tub.
They both shrieked at the sensual delight of falling headlong into the warm, sudsy water. Patty discovered that the tub had different heights of water in different places, and that if she stood in the center of the tub the water was practically up to her waist, and even higher on Marcia.
The ludicrousness of their situation took hold of them and soon they were both reduced to giggling school girls. They hugged each other and laughed uncontrollably. Patty felt a closeness for Marcia, as well as desire. Quickly, her hand was back on the brunette's pussy, caressing the sweet folds, slippery from the soapy water.
Marcia's fingers found Patty's asshole and slid in. The two girls kissed each other deeply and powerfully.
"Oh, 'Marcia," Patty choked, "you know what to do to make me come again!"
Marcia lovingly stroked Patty's warm, wet body with her free hand. Her mouth sucked harder on her nipple, so hard that Patty was sure it would come off.
With one finger up Patty's asshole, Marcia began to move it slowly in and out, playing with the puckered ring until she felt it open up and grow hot All the time Patty was moaning and rotating her full, round hips. She fingered Marcia's cunt deeper and deeper in response. She ran her fingers ticklingly over the pink lips, plunging deeper and causing a passionate shriek to erupt from Marcia's throat.
Then she found the rubbery knob of Marcia's clit. It was budding out from the folds of her pussy like a small flower trying to open. Patty concentrated on the love bud and, catching it between her first and middle fingers, rolled it slowly back and forth.
"Oh yes ...yes ...right there!" Marcia groaned.
Patty could feel the urgency in the girl's undulations. Marcia rotated her hips faster and faster on Patty's finger until her whole hand seemed to disappear into the pink, dripping slit between Marcia's legs.
She spun her hips crazily as Marcia's hand left her back and began rubbing her tit again. Then Marcia lifted one leg so that the knee of that leg was against Patty's hot hole and began to massage it. She stood there, her balance teetering, with one finger in Patty's asshole, the other hand on her tits, and her knee masturbating Patty's cunt. Both girls grew wild and moved faster and faster in stimulating each other. Then they both screamed and wet each other's hands with their dripping cum, finally falling into the warm water.
"What was that?" Patty said, suddenly standing up in the tub.
"What?"
"I heard something in the bedroom!"
Both girls climbed from the tub and padded to the door. There was a movement behind the screen that hid the bed from view.
Marcia and Patty both trotted over to the screen and then jumped around it to see who was there.
"Duke!" Marcia cried. "What the hell are you doing here?"
Marcia's ex-husband was sitting on the side of the bed, his head thrown back, and his limp and throbbing cock in his hand. It was obvious that he bad been masturbating as he watched the two girls make love. Cum stained his shirt and pants.
"Watching you fuck," Duke said, smiling.
"Well, now that you've watched, you can just get out! What the hell are you doing here anyway?"
"I came over to borrow some money. I lost my job."
"Again?"
"Yeah," he grinned. "I got caught fucking the boss's wife."
"As usual," Marcia said. "Out."
"I think I'd like a little pussy first," he said. "From both of you."
"No way," Marcia hissed, but she couldn't help but grin. "This afternoon's reserved for just us girls."
"Oh, yeah? I wonder how Joe would like it if he knew his old lady was over here hi the afternoons, sucking your cunt."
"You wouldn't!" Patty shrieked, looking at her friend. "Would he?"
"Yes," Marcia nodded. "He probably. would. He's a real bastard. But he is a good fuck. Shall we?"
"It's all right with me," Patty shrugged, "as long as he promises not to say anything to Joe about what he saw."
"You got it," Duke said, and lay back on the bed. "Who's first?"
"Well, let me clean it off a little first" Marcia said, and bent her head into his lap. Her mouth closed around his prick and she started licking the cum from the head.
He sighed deeply as his ex-wife started her tongue working on his cock. Patty stood at the side of the bed. Her huge, pink-tipped tits were right in front of his face, swaying back and forth like to heavy pendulums.
Patty had been one lady that Duke had wanted to fuck ever since she and Joe bad moved in next door.
Now, as he looked up at her heaving breasts, with her taut nipples only inches from his mouth, he felt that old need come back to him.
Watching Marcia lick Duke's massive cock was really turning Patty on. He could see her cuntlips moistening. The sight of her seeping, golden triangle so close to his face was just too much. He had to get a little taste of it.
Marcia, sucking his cock, felt it growing hard within her mouth. Looking up, she saw the strain on Duke's face and knew that he was only seconds away from breaking and grabbing the two of them and fucking them both silly. And if anyone could do it, he could.
Duke reached up and grabbed Patty's breasts, almost tearing them off. "I've wanted you from the minute I set eyes on you!" he said in a frenzy. "And now I'm going to have you!"
His huge prick was now almost fully erect and Marcia had to work to keep all of it in her mouth. He was tearing at Patty's tits now, forcing one and then the other into his mouth. She moaned and writhed, filled with growing lust.
"Quit sucking my dick, baby," Duke said to Marcia, "and let Patty sit on it!"
Marcia let his cock slide out of her mouth and looked up at Patty. "Do you want to fuck his cock, honey?"
"Shit, yes," Patty replied. "He's got me hotter than hell, playing with my tits. And it didn't help, watching you suck him off!"
"Okay... do it," Marcia said, moving from between his legs.
In one swift motion, Patty swung her leg over Duke's thighs and straddled his upright prick. It had risen to its full height now and Patty was overjoyed to see that it was indeed a long, thick' piece of cockmeat.
"Take it up your cunt, honey," Duke sighed.
"My prick wants you!"
Patty sat on it. She lowered herself slowly onto the massive organ, feeling it tear her tight pussy walls aside as it plunged deeper and deeper with each of her undulations. She moaned in a mixture of ecstasy and pain. She could feel his hot breath on her chest and neck. She could see the sweat pour down the sides of his temples as her hot, tight pussy, steaming with lust and desire, drove him to higher and higher levels of excitement.
Marcia watched the two of them fucking with fascination. Patty's ass seemed to rise and fall with, each of his moans, and each time she settled at her low point, with Duke's cock deep inside her, Marcia strained to see his face.
The smell of fucking turned her on until her hand found her own pussy. She reached down between the lips and found her budding clit. Her eyes were firmly fixed on the fuck scene in front of her. Unaware of anything but the two steaming bodies putting on their show for her, she rubbed her clit and felt the blood slowly rise into her head until she, too, was moaning and writhing.
The sight of her was not lost on Duke. "Come here!" he ordered, and Marcia automatically obeyed. "You ain't my wife any more, baby," he sighed, "but I still love your pussy. Bring it up here and sit on my face. Let Daddy suck out your cunt for you while your pretty neighbor fucks his cock off!"
Marcia was as hot as a firecracker. She needed no further urging. She straddled him, her pussy wet from her own manipulations. She lowered herself onto him and his tongue shot out and began to lick her pussy. He tasted her again, and with the delicious tang of her cunt came the memories of their marriage.
Marcia moved her hips in a circular motion plunging her frothing slit deeper and deeper onto his tongue until she wondered how he could breathe.
Marcia felt her orgasm rising from deep within her, and from the sounds of the other two, they were not far away. Patty had begun to swing frantically back and forth, rocking Duke's huge dick deep within her with each thrust. He was answering her own motions with a deep thrust each time she came down on him and he began to twist and move his neck to push his tongue deep into Marcia's pussy, taking her clit between his teeth and nibbling it gently.
Marcia was the first to, come, stiffening and pouring her cunt juices all over her ex-husband's face. In a second, Duke began to shoot his load, and feeling the hot cum filling her, Patty also came, her pussy walls lightening and squeezing the last ounces of jam from his massive prick.
The three of them collapsing a panting heap.
"My God, you're good," Marcia said. "If you'd gat a job I might even think of taking you back."
"I'd love to come back, honey," Duke replied.
"You mean it?"
"I'll do anything."
"I just might be able to get you a job... with somebody I know," Marcia said.
"Her name is Madame Noon."
Patty sat up abruptly on the other side of the bed. "My God, Marcia!" she said.
"You mean she hires men, too?"
"Sure," Marcia replied. "What the hell, honey. Women like to fuck too!"
CHAPTER TEN
At last Patty had more than enough money to quit going out for Madame Noon. But she really didn't want to stop. She loved the excitement of meeting and fucking new men and women constantly. But she was starting to feel guilty. Joe was getting better and better in bed, and he must have gotten a big raise at work, because he was now bringing home nearly as much money as she was.
Finally, Patty called Madame Noon and told her that she wanted to quit. The women was outraged. She told Patty that she was her best girl, very much in demand. She couldn't leave now. Madame Noon would lose half her customers!
"Why, right now I have three appointments for you this week... one of them this afternoon, and then there's a yacht party Friday afternoon... "
"Oh, all right," Patty said. "I'll take these last three jobs, but that's all.
Give me the addresses."
* * *
Patty couldn't believe it as she walked through the church yard and rang the bell. Who in the world would need Madame Noon's services in a church?
She found out when a priest answered the door and quickly pulled her inside.
"Are you from Madame Noon's?"
"Yes, but... "
"Good... wonderful The Madame never fails me. You are young and lovely. Come this way!"
With a great deal of reluctance, Patty followed him through a small room furnished like a chapel. As they walked, he spoke to her in a low, sonorous voice, telling her of the many wonders of serving the priesthood.
Then they came upon a steel door. By this time, Patty had become quite entranced by the tall, graying priest with the broad shoulders and the winning smile. So much so that she didn't feel, a bit uncomfortable when he slipped his hand around her, waist and led her through the opening beyond the door.
They entered a small, partitioned room that Patty thought must be very similar to a monk's cell in ancient times.
"Now I will purify you, my dear," the priest said, and began to unfasten her dress and pull it over her head.
"But, Father, you're... "
"What, my dear?"
"You're a man of the cloth!"
"You hit it right on the head, my dear. I am a man, and I've already got a booming hard-on. Now let's get this dress off."
He gazed down at the white globes of her breasts tightly cupped in the bra and then his eyes traveled down to her sleekly curved tummy and her cunt, encased in the tight-fitting panties of blue nylon. She was beautiful, and her skin was soft and white. He particularly liked the blonde cunt hair where it curled out around the band of her panties. He even told her so.
Wow, Patty thought, Madame Noon really does have a wild and interesting clientele. It was going to be very hard indeed to give up this wonderful life and go back to being a bred, fuck-twice-a week housewife.
The priest sat her down on the edge of the wooden bunk that ran down one side of the cell. Seating himself beside her, with one arm around her bare waist, he said, "Now, dear, I want you to close your eyes and relax. Keep them closed until I tell you to open them. Do you understand?"
She didn't, but, what the hell, he was paying for it, and it was just another exciting experience that she could put in her memoirs someday.
"Yes, Father, I understand," she replied, closing her eyes and screwing her pretty little face up.
He edged a bit closer to her, his arm tightening around her waist. "Lie back on the bunk," he murmured as he pulled her down on her back and lifted her feet and legs up to rest along the bunk top. "Perhaps this position will help you to relax more."
As she lay back, she momentarily opened her eyes; She realized at once that the priest had seen this and she closed them tightly again. He gave her bare thigh a hard slap with his palm.
"That was naughty! You are a wicked girl, I think," he said, his voice trying to take on a sterner. "You cannot be trusted to keep your eyes shut when the good father tells you. Therefore I must blindfold you."
He took a long piece of velvet from the small cupboard beside the bunk and draped it across her eyes and tied it behind her head. Now she was engulfed in total darkness and she gave a startled gasp when she felt his hot hands on her thighs again, this time not slapping her, but just gently fondling her smooth skin.
Oh no, Patty thought, he's really going to do it! I'm going to be fucked by a priest! Now bow many girls can say that!
"Talk to me, my dear," he said.
"What do you want me to say?"
"Recite to me the prayers you learned in your childhood."
Patty tried to focus her mind to remember. But the way he was touching her legs was making it almost impossible for her to think of anything but the funny sensation she was feeling iii her pussy, a sensation that was far from being unpleasant.
For at least ten minutes he slyly stroked her legs, from her knees up to the edge of her tight panties. By this time her words were almost incoherent and she was panting heavily.
"You're not doing very well, are you?" he chided her.
Her voice trailed off as she felt his hands pulling her thighs apart. "Let me see if I can help you to remember better," he muttered. "Open your legs more, my child, wider... that's right."
She was panting hard as she felt his hand slide down inside the top of the waistband of her panties. As her thighs remained open, he had no difficulty in getting his fingers to her slit, and the moment the fingertips slid across her small but sensitive clitoris, she heaved her belly upward and let out a deep sigh.
"AM!" she heard the old priest exclaim. "This may be the answer... this may help you to concentrate more, my dear child. See if you like this... " and he massaged her clitoris until her legs began to jerk spasmodically outward, and now and again she raised her knees before letting them flop down again, followed by the twisting of her hips.
Weird, she thought, really weird. But then, to each his own... and he does know how to really turn a girl on. Damn, I hope he's got a thick cock!
"I think you are enjoying this, my child," he said. "But I am sure there is something more you need to help you get over your wickedness and release your mind to think of more holy matters. Take off your brassiere."
Without thinking, Patty felt up behind her back as she raised her upper body slightly off the bunk. He helped her pull the garment free from her large and perfectly shaped breasts. She flopped down onto her back again, her face glowing in a red flush.
He massaged her nipples in turn until each was rigid and very pink. When he moved his hands to the waistband of her panties and began to draw them down, she raised her ass from the bunk to assist him.
"Now, my child," he said, his face down close to her ear, "I want you to just concentrate on the words I am going to speak to you."
"Yes, Father," Patty said, wishing to hell he would get on with it.
"Do you know the word 'fuck'?"
"Oh yes... yes, Father."
"Good. Fucking from a holy man purges your sins. Did you know that, my child?"
"No... no, I didn't, Father. But I'm willing to learn." Patty wanted to tear the blindfold off to, see if he had his cock out yet.
She felt his hand leave her cunt and heard him stand up. The she heard the unmistakable rustling of clothing.
"And now, my child, we are flesh to flesh... as it should be."
"Whatever... you... say... Father," Patty panted as his fingers again found her steaming hole.
Then he was in the bunk with her, his naked body pressed to hers. She snuggled up to him and tried to find his cock with her hand. "You're naked, Father. Is your cock hard?"
"Yes, my dear."
He heaved his body over on top of her, pushing her thighs apart as he did so.
"Now, my child, I want to hear you keep repeating that word... fuck... come on now, let me hear you say it... "
"Fuck... fuck... fuck... is that how you want me to say it, Father? Fuck... fuck... fuck... "
"That's good. Just keep saying it."
"Fuck... fuck... fuck... "
She felt the rubbery head of his cock at her cuntal lips. The hard, domed head felt huge. Patty went wild with anticipation.
As he slowly but surely gouged his prick into her cunt, he got his mouth close to her ear. "Now start saying, "Fuck me, Holy... fuck me, Holy Father... "
She was quick to obey, her body trembling with the new sensations he was giving her. She felt another two inches of thick cockmeat bore into her hot hole. She ripped the blindfold off and screamed as she wrapped her arms and legs around his body and pulled him into her.
"Fuck me, Holy Father... luck mc, Holy Father... oh shit, luck me... FUCK THE HELL OUT OF MEEEEEE!"
Now he was pounding into her, filling her hungry pussy with the hot hardness of his cock. He pounded the walls of her clasping pussy, driving her wild, as the swelling head buffeted her cervix, time and time again.
Patty locked her thighs around the priest's sweating hips. She began to pound her heels against his driving buttocks as her orgasm started somewhere in her churning belly. She groaned her delight and urged him on to greater strokes into the furry cavern of love between her quivering thighs.
And then she was there; coming like a great, flooding dam.
She clutched his lean, hard body-tighter against her own. Sliding her right hand around his thigh, she found the swinging sac of his balls where it bounced against her shivering asshole. She tickled the sperm-bloated testicles in wild abandon as her climax began and soared through her flesh.
Her fingers on his balls and the light touch of her long nails against his asshole, coupled with the wonderful, sucking quality of her cunt, triggered the priest's own come. His dancing, driving cock began to ejaculate great, creamy spurts of cum. They splashed heatedly against the walls of her churning pussy.
She could feel his heat enter her. She could feel every molten stream shooting forth into her, prolonging her own orgasm until she thought she would go out of her mind with ecstasy.
"Ohhh, ohh, ohhh shit, what a fuck," he crooned in her ear as he jammed his shaft to the root in her cunt and ground his pelvic bone hard against the pulpy bulge of her vulva and pubic, mound. "My dear, you're such a good, good fuck!"
"Finish it off, Father," she moaned. "Give me every last drop of it!"
Soon the priest slid his cock from her pussy with a soft sucking sound. She could feel the deflating prick leave a thin trail of watery sperm along the flesh of her thigh, and then he sat back on his haunches between her legs.
"Ah, my dear, marvelous," he intoned. "Soon your hole will be totally sanctified by my holy cream. Caress my wand, my dear. Bring it back to do a second labor of love. Then I will bless your pussy again."
Patty looked down. He had a nice cock. "In other words, get you hard again?"
"Yes, my dear."
Patty fondled his dick, cupped and caressed his big sac of balls, and then pulled him back between her thighs. Holding tightly to his cock, she drew the throbbing head back to the aching, pulpy lips. Up and down the crease she ran it, until she could again feel it stiffening up with blood.
"Now! Now, bless me, Holy Father. Fuck me, make me juice and pour your holy fucking cream into my cunt!"
"Yes, my dear... how well you've learned the ways of the church."
He jerked her violently trembling legs brutally apart with his knees and shoved his tongue deeply into the hot wetness of her mouth. His hand went down to guide his pulsing cock toward her drenched pussy. When the tip of his cockhead nudged aside the first hairs of her cunt, he went crazy. He ground his long, lust-hardened prick in among the softly curling pubic hairs around her vaginal opening.
"Yes,... yes, Holy Father! All of it... give me all your holy staff!"
Her cries excited him further. He jerked his pelvis forward and began fucking in and out of her young cunt. His hungry, thrusting cock, split the delicate, pink lips apart with brutal, ferocious thrusts.
Then Patty went wild. His cock surged, with loud slurping sounds, In and out of her cunt. It thrilled her. She wanted him there. His invading hardness in her cunt was building a fire in her whole body. She loved it and she wanted it and she would give it back to him.
"Yes... yes!" she moaned. "Do it harder to me! Fuck me... luck me hard!"
She bucked her ass up to meet his thrusts, opening her cunt all the way to receive him. She felt warm and wanted and thrilled. A maddening ecstasy surged through her pussy as she began to roll and fling her buttocks upward, covering and grasping his cock with her cunt like a velvet glove.
She moaned happily as the priest's sweating loins pressed against the back of her thighs and all of his great cock lay buried in the wet sheath of her pussy.
Each stroke of his cock seemed to invade her channel deeper and deeper, causing her whole body to vibrate with desire.
Low guttural moans, almost growls, erupted from her throat as she felt a new sensation start at the core of her sex and spread like the quivering strands of a web throughout her lower body. He had taken one of his hands, and slid it down between them until he reached her pussy. Then he began to move his hand up and down, extending his middle finger so that it parted the folds of her pussy.
Tantalizingly, it move back and forth over her erect clitoris, enhancing the coming eruption as his cock continued to plunge into her cunt below.
With a few more violent strokes he felt the tension in his balls build to an unbearable level. Then, suddenly, without warning, his cock seemed to swell hugely. He screamed aloud as his sperm-bloated prick began pumping the hot liquid from his testicles into the depths of her squirming body.
Patty came with him, matching his screams and his oaths with her own, and his fuck with her pounding body. Climax after climax ripped through her pussy.
"Bless you, my child, bless you."
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Patty had both of the remaining dates the following Saturday; one in the afternoon and the other late that evening. Luckily, Joe had business in the city also, and told her he probably wouldn't be home until sometime in the wee hours of Sunday morning.
The afternoon was to be spent on the yacht of a wealthy oil company executive, in the harbor. Marcia was also attending the party, but when Patty called her friend she said that she was meeting Duke that morning for a reconciliation talk.
"But I'll be there," Marcia added. "I wouldn't miss it for the world!"
At one o'clock sharp, Patty stepped out of the cab that she had hired to take her to the pier. Being near the water always calmed her, and as she looked at the line of pleasure craft bobbing up and down with the incoming current, she felt, at once, strangely calm and very excited about the events that were about to take place.
She looked down the length of the dock and saw the yacht at once. She could already hear voices laughing and talking, and for a second she wondered if she was late. Glancing down at her watch, she felt reassured. She walked down the length of the pier, watching the seagulls swirl overhead.
At the gangplank she moved carefully, awe-struck by the opulence of the craft, and wondering what it was like to have so much wealth.
She was greeted warmly by Mr. Lazer, the man she was supposed to contact, and was quickly assimilated into the milling crowd of forty or so men and women in the main saloon.
By the time Marcia arrived, Patty, along with practically everyone else on the boat, had already had a little too much to drink. As Patty eyed her friend from across the room, she suddenly got very horny for her. So much so that she could feel her pussy wetting the crotchband of her panties.
Marcia wore a halter top that left nothing to the imagination. The top was actually just a loose swath across her nipples. The rest of her tits just hung out. The sight made Patty drool. The attention and the alcohol turning her on, Marcia's nipples were painfully erect and prominent through the almost nonexistent halter.
But there were other girls on board who were as equally satisfying to look at.
Patty never realized that Madame Noon had such an attractive bunch working for her.
Janice was a tall, striking redhead who wore a white lace blouse, with nothing underneath it. Her large, tanned-all over breasts and succulent nipples could clearly be seen through the material. Her hair was full and flowing, framing her face like the cunt hair framed her pussy. Patty could tell this because the blouse was all Janice wore, and every now and then she would whirl or turn and both her ass and her pussy would be exposed for everyone to view.
Patty began to wonder why she had worn something as mundane as a jumpsuit.
The party wore on for another hour or so until she started getting dizzy from all that she had drunk. Eventually, she wandered from the main saloon and found a vacant cabin. She lay on the bunk for a little while, dozing, until she heard a noise beside her and awoke with a start.
A man had come in and sat down on the bunk beside her, like Mr. Lazer, he was middle-aged, but obviously in good physical condition, and extremely handsome.
"I noticed you in the saloon," he said. "You are one hell of a beautiful woman."
"Thank you."
"What do you think of the party?"
"Fine," Patty said, eyeing the bulge in his crotch. "But it got a little dull without any physical action going on. I don't mind looking, but I like a little touching to go along with it."
He smiled, revealing an even row of gleaming white teeth. "Maybe we can do something about that."
Patty felt the familiar burning sensation in her pussy. She shifted a little on the bunk and knew that her pussy was starting to juice.
He leaned back from her slightly, his eyes boldly taking in her lush curves. As he gazed intently, Patty slowly and deliberately moved her hands across her thighs, up the smooth whiteness of her belly, and cupped each breast so that they bulged together in two delicious mounds above the vee of her pantsuit.
He lowered his head and placed a kiss on each nipple through the material, feeling first one and then the other rise, to hardness under his tongue.
"I've got a real problem," he moaned.
"What's that?"
"I don't know whether to fuck you first or eat you first."
"Why don't you get my clothes off first, and then well just play it by ear."
"Splendid idea."
He unzipped the front of the jumpsuit down to the level of her cunt.
"No underwear."
"Of course not, silly."
He pulled the jumpsuit open and her monumental tits spilled into his waiting hands. He began to stroke them, reveling in their firmness and size. Her nipples got even harder in his palms as his hands kneaded the plaint flesh mercilessly.
"You're rough," she gasped.
"You're made to be roughed up," he sighed.
She nodded, admitting to him that she liked the way he was working her tits.
Then she tugged at his crotch, trying to undo his fly and bring out his cock, which bulged through his thin pants. He unzipped her farther and reached down to her already moist pussy. He reached in and pulled the lips of her cunt apart with his fingers and the delicious musky smell of pussy filled the air of the compartment.
Patty's clit grew larger with his caresses and soon, like a miniature prick, it pushed out from the swollen folds of her dripping pussy. The man forced two, then three fingers up into her moist hole. It blazed with heat and the feeling of those deft fingers all the way up her hot pussy made Patty cream all over the bunk, staining the covers.
He brushed his fingers in her honeyed juice, then swept them into his mouth.
The sight of this was in incredible turn-on to Patty. She tore at his trousers with renewed frenzy, this time succeeding in getting his cock out. Almost jumping on it with her open mouth, she grabbed the huge prick in her hands and brought it within an inch of her full, sensuous lips. She puckered her lips and kissed the end of his dick, and then her pink tongue began to give it a sensuous bath, She ran her slippery tongue all over the hot meat, making him writhe and moan on the bunk.
Then she moved down on the shaft, taking the length of it into her mouth and throat, sucking it hard. The man felt the cum in him rise. Patty was now rubbing his balls and the base of his cock with her two hands and sucking the head in her mouth, saliva dripping around the sides.
Then, tearing off her jumpsuit completely, she suddenly straddled him and brought her pussy down on his cock. The man moaned and half sat up, grabbing her succulent tits and crushing them in his mouth.
"Oh shit, I needed a cock!" Patty cried. "All that boozing this afternoon really turned on my cunt!"
"You got one, baby," he moaned out, trying to get both nipples in his mouth at the same time. "Fuck it! Fuck my dick good!"
Patty twisted and writhed on the big hunk of meat while her cunt continued to cream and cream.
"That's it... ohhhh, shit... THAT'S IT, BABY!" he cried out.
Patty rocked back and forth, lifting her pussy all the way up so that her cunt lips were firmly wrapped around the head of his cock, and then firmly plunging down again. He was going wild with the sensations her clasping cunt was giving his massive tool. She started her pussy-muscle contractions, a little at a time. He felt the contractions as the inner walls of her hot cunt tightened around each inch of his swollen cock, moving up and down alternately. It was as if the whole inside of Patty's cunt were a tight, hot vibrator.
His cock felt like it would burst with the strain. Suddenly, the pressure stopped.
"Your name. What's your fucking name? If I'm going to have a wad of your jism up my pussy, I Want to know who put it there!"
"What's the difference... you came here to fuck, didn't you?"
"Yeah, honey," Patty replied, "but I'm no fucking animal... I'm a woman .... what's your name?"
"Reese... Scott Reese. Are you satisfied now?"
"Yeah, honey," she smiled, and sent the delicious ripples along his cock shaft again with her pussy muscles. "I'm satisfied now. Hang on... we're gonna have us a beautiful fuck!"
She squatted back down on him hard and began whirling her hips around and around. His cock buried itself deeper and deeper with each undulation of her hips. She tightened her pussy in her animal fashion and milked his prick raw.
He rolled around underneath her, throwing his arms over his head and moaning.
The action of her cunt brought all of the cum that had settled back into his balls up the shaft again. He felt the hot, rising jism fill the length of his prick and burn its way to the tip.
Then in a flash, he shot his load into her, shooting again and again, each time the ripples of her talented cunt tickling his bursting cock. Patty came, too, with a piercing scream. Then they both lay still, gasping for air.
When their senses began to return to normal, they realized that the bunk across from them was also full of activity.
They hadn't heard the big redhead, Janice, and a big fat man with a Southern accent as they had sneaked into the stateroom.
One of Janice's mammoth tits hung out of her lace blouse, and her lipstick was smeared all over her face. The fat man, too, looked disheveled. His shirt hung out of the back of his pants and his fly was open. Out of the fly hung his hard-on. Janice had one hand gripping it and was using it like a rudder to steer the man over to the other of the two large bunks.
In no time at all the fat man was on top of Janice, driving his cock in and out of her pussy without even removing their clothes.
Then another couple came in, and still another, until, before Patty realized it, there was fucking and sucking everywhere she looked. In every available space she saw huge, blood-filled cocks pounding in and out of the dripping pussies of luscious girls. The odor of sex was overwhelming.
Soon she and Reese were at it again, their moans joining the cries and screams of the others in the room. Then, suddenly, Patty found herself on the floor, sucking on one man's cock while another was humping her. She went wild, sucking furiously on the swollen prick, while her hips wildly fucked the cock in her cunt. Just as she creamed, one cock shot his wad into her mouth, and in a second another stiff boner joined, the hot, sticky cum that dripped from the corners of her lips.
Patty gleefully jumped from one cock to the next, feeling the hot flesh of many pricks, time and time again. They pried the walls of her pussy apart, and each time deposited their steaming load. When she felt each man's cock fill with cum, she would use her special cunt tightening. She milked each of them thy, while all around her the other girls sucked the men's asses and balls.
Then Patty looked up to see Marcia, in a corner, being pounded up the ass and cunt simultaneously. The girl's shrieks sounded hideous, but having made love to her before, Patty knew that they were shrieks of pleasure.
Janice, the beautiful redhead, was getting an even more intense treatment than either Patty or Marcia. She had four men working on her. One man was positioned over her face and she sucked on his cock and balls. Another was rubbing his huge cock between her tits. Still another was behind her and was frantically pushing his prick in and out of her asshole. A fourth man lay beneath the third, sucking on her bloated clit and lapping up her cunt juice that flowed freely onto his face.
Janice seemed barely able to breathe. Each time one cock left her body, another plunged in from a different direction. It was too much for her to take. She tried to writhe away, but the men held her fast. Her writhing only succeeded in making her twist in all directions, turning the men on even more.
They were like animals now, their eyes blazing and their tongues hanging out.
The sweat poured from Janice's lovely body and made her glisten. All of the others seemed to slow down to a mellow pace of fucking to watch the frantic show. Though frantically trying to get away, Janice had orgasm after orgasm.
They all watched her body stiffen and relax, time after time. One by one the men roared and shot their loads into her, and soon she was covered from head to foot in steaming cum.
In the midst of this erotic scene, Reese pulled Patty close to him, whispering in her ear. What he said made her start thinking. He told her that he had been to a lot of parties where Madame Noon's girls had been used. In fact, he said that he had fucked most of the Madame's stable... and none of them, not a single one, could measure up to Patty.
"You really think so?"
"I know so. You ought to go into business for yourself."
For two hours, the fucking and sucking didn't stop. One by one the participants of the orgy fell asleep and the number of fuckers slowly dwindled. After a time, Patty and Reese were the only two left fucking. She felt fantastic. She must have come a hundred times. She didn't feel at all sleepy, but incredibly tranquil.
She and Reese fucked slowly now, and they often exchanged smiles as they looked at the cum-and-sweat-covered bodies that lay strewn about the room. She could tell that he was fading fast now, too, and she knew that after he had shot his load one last time, he would join the others in slumber.
When he came for the last time, Patty bent down and kissed him on the cheek.
She then stood up, letting his cock slide from her cum-filled pussy.
Patty knew where Mr. Lazer was, and she wanted to talk to him. She knew that he was Madame Noon's biggest customer, and she was thinking to herself: What if he became my customer?
CHAPTER TWELVE
Still completely nude, Patty walked up the passageway until she found the ladder to the wheelhouse.
"May I come up?"
Mr. Lazer poked his head out one of the windows and smiled down at her. "My my, you certainly may, little lady."
Holding onto the rail for support, she climbed up and directly into Mr. Lazer's arms.
"I don't usually avail myself of Madame Noon's girls during my parties, but with you, lovely lady, I might make an exception."
"I was hoping you'd say that," Patty smiled, rubbing her still wet pubic mound against the rising bulge in the man's pants.
"Having a good time?" he asked. "No problems down below, I hope."
"Lord, no. Everyone down there is sleeping like a baby. Most of them are just plain fucked out."
He threw back his head and roared with laughter. "And how many of my clients and friends did you account for?"
"Several," she said, looking around the wheelhouse. "I'll bet it gets lonely up here... especially when you can hear all that going on right below you."
"A little."
She moved harder against him. "I just did a lot of fucking down there, but I always like one last drink of the evening. Or, in this case, the afternoon, before I quit."
"You're a cheeky little thing, aren't you?" he said.
She went to her knees in front of him. "I've been fucked and sucked for the last six hours," she said. "I've had every pore in my body filled up with cum.
But I want a nightcap. I want your big cock, and I want it now!"
She looked up at him with her face inches in front of his bulging cock. He returned her look and, in answer, moved his cock nearer her face; if she wanted more meat... why not?
Carefully, Patty unbuckled his pants and pulled them down over his knees. Then she reached into his underpants with both hands and lifted out his mammoth organ. The sheer size of the thing made her moisten her lips in anticipation.
Her pussy, meanwhile, did some moistening of its own.
She covered as much of the prick as she could with two hands and began to rhythmically slide them up and down the shaft of the magnificent cock. It began to grow before her eyes to an unbelievable length.
"You've got an unbelievable cock," she breathed.
"What would you like to do with it?"
"Suck it ...".
"And... ?"
"And swallow all your fuck juice when you shoot."
Patty could suddenly think of nothing else but ramming herself on the huge prick. She knew that her cunt was tender from the hard fucking all day long, but the pain meant nothing to her. She wanted to worship this prick like a god.
She bent her head down and took the massive head in her mouth.
He moaned and leaned back. Patty pushed herself down on the cock even harder, forcing three more inches of it into her mouth, until it brushed the back of her throat. She moved her head up and down on it, faster and faster, and felt as though any minute it would come bursting through the back of her throat.
Lazer grabbed both sides of her head in his large hands and forced her head down even farther. His prick actually did push itself deeply into her throat, and she raised her head up and down, breathing between his powerful strokes. As she moved up and down, she flicked her tongue over the blue, pulsating vein on the underside of the head of his beautiful cock. This technique almost drove the man to the point of madness.
He pulled away from her.
"What's the matter?"
"Let me sit down in the chair. Then you can suck me a little longer, and then I'll pour it into your sweet pussy!"
"Good... good," she panted.
He sat in the chair and spread his legs. She crawled to him and again moved her head to his lap.
"Now... suck it! SUCK MY FUCKING COCK!"
Without a murmur, she opened her lips wide to revive the tip of the desire-stiffened cock again. Then she closed her mouth around it, clasping it, sucking it in, her cheeks hollowing to give maximum pressure. He arched his back, withdrawing his thick, piston-like rod, then with a sharp, sudden motion, sent it deep inside the girl's lewdly ovaled mouth, thrusting it back almost to her throat. She gasped at the violence of the movement, then fought for breath.
She caught it as he withdrew, and then he began to spear in and out of her mouth, the dark hairs around the thick base of his prick grazing her lips, while his pendulous balls swung bask and forth against her chin, slapping it rhythmically. She reached up and found the two heavy, sperm bloated spheres, and took them in~ her slim hand, running her fingers over the smooth, hair-covered surface. She slipped her hand further down, her fingers curling around his thick cock, her fingernails tickling the base of it as he withdrew it on the backstroke, then releasing it again as he rammed it deep between her lips.
Then he rose from his seat and grabbed her by the shoulders. She was a big girl, but the well-muscled Lazer had no trouble in lifting her like a baby. He held her over him while he positioned his throbbing cock under her dripping pussy. Then, with a tremendous cry, he slammed her down onto him, impaling her on his huge organ. His cock shot up the length of her cunt on one shot. She screamed, half in pain and half in incredible pleasure, and she clawed at his back, breathing steamy air into his ear, as she kissed him over and over again and urged him on.
He didn't need urging. Again and again he lifted her off his bursting prick and then plunged her down again. Each tune he did it, another wad of hot cream would come bubbling from Patty's pussy and slide down his cock.
She felt herself thrill as every ounce of blood in her body seemed to flow up into her head. Her temples throbbed unbelievably. She knew he was ready, too, for his pace, had quickened. But he seemed to have incredible control, bringing himself to a peak, then backing off slightly to regain his control, then driving into her again, each time harder and faster.
He slipped his hand beneath her softly undulating buttocks, stroking them and kneading them. His middle finger sought out the tiny puckered hole of her tight-ringed anus, digging cruelly into it while the girl jerked at the sudden intrusion.
He rammed his thickly pulsing cock hard in and out now, quickening his strokes, and lengthening them, until he could feel his prick crash against her cervix, then withdrawing it almost to the tip, to send it hurtling in again. He was breathing heavily as he fucked hard into her, and then he felt the boiling sperm building uncontrollably in his lust-bloated balls.
Patty could feel the urgency in the savage thrusts of his monstrous prick. She felt every muscle in her body tighten to its breaking point, and then came the flooding relief of her orgasm. She felt his body grow incredibly stiff, also, and she was sure that he was about to shoot his load into her any second. But as she hung on to him, waiting for his climax, she realized that his body remained stiff, as if he were standing at attention.
"Come... COME!" Patty cried. "Fill my pussy with your juice!"
His balls were bouncing, his loins ready to split from fucking such an exquisite piece of ass.
"YES... IT'S COMING... it's COMING... NOW... NOW!" he cried. He groaned then shuddered uncontrollably as the hot waves of his sperm shot deep into her womb, filling her to overflowing with its milky whiteness. It began to seep down her narrow cuntal channel, flooding over the soft smoothness of her inner thighs, and then on between the cheeks of her ass.
And then Patty began to moan, too, and her body contracted in another orgasm as she felt the juices gush from the tingling walls of her cunt, and her voice rang out in a scream of wild passion. "Oh, my God! My God, I'm cummmmmminnng... I'm cummminnngg, too!"
A spasm shook her voluptuous young body as she screwed herself onto his cock, the hot, moist walls of her cunt clinging to his insanely climaxing prick, clasping it, milking it. And then she exhaled, and collapsed limply to the floor.
"Oh, honey, you are one good fuck," he said.
"Do you really think so?"
"You bet... the best."
"Then... let me ask you something... "
* * *
The address for the Saturday-night date, the last one Patty intended to do for Madame Noon, was in the more exclusive section of the city.
A maid answered the door. A pretty young thing of not more than sixteen, with a fantastic figure.
"Mrs. Wallace is expecting you?"
"Madame Noon sent me," Patty said.
"Ah, yes," the girl said, with a smile that sent a shiver of lust through Patty's pussy. "Come in, please."
The maid was wearing one of those black, tight-fitting uniforms with a white lace apron. The cheeks of her ass bulged out so provocatively that Patty had to restrain an urge to reach out and pinch them. "Follow me," she said, and led Patty up a long, curving staircase to an upstairs bedroom. The girl knocked and then opened the door, and beckoned for Patty to follow her. Once inside the room, the girl turned and left Patty alone with the figure in the bed.
The drapes were drawn, and. with only one light beside the bed, she wasn't too certain about the appearance or shape of her employer for the evening.
"Come closer," the voice from the bed said. "I want a good look at what I'm paying such an exorbitant price for."
"Mrs. Wallace?" Patty asked cautiously.
"The same. Come here, goddamit!"
Patty walked slowly over to the bed and stood respectfully beside it. It was up to her to make all the moves, she decided. Mrs. Wallace was an old woman, in her late sixties or early seventies. But in a certain erotic way, Patty found her attractive. Her hair was silvery gray, but it was cut short in a modern way, and nicely styled. Her grayish, bony face was made up in good taste; just the right amount of lipstick and eye shadow. In her younger days she was probably a very beautiful woman.
Since she was sitting up in the bed, it wasn't possible to see much of her body, but the colorful, silky kimono did permit Patty to get a good look at the upper portion. She still had plenty of tit, Patty detected, and they were still firm and smooth.
The old woman sniffed. "That will be quite enough of that, young lady. I don't care to be ogled at, even at my age."
"I don't understand," Patty said, puzzled.
Mrs. Wallace smiled and showed a row of perfect, even teeth that couldn't possibly be her own. "Didn't Madame Moon explain?"
"She explained nothing," Patty said. She didn't know whether to feel relieved or more apprehensive. If she didn't want to get fucked, then why was she here?
The woman shook her head, and clucked her tongue. "That old fart never does explain. Always leaves it up to me." She giggled. "I'm afraid the Madame thinks I'm slightly perverted."
"Aren't you?" Patty said, smiling.
"Of course," the old lady replied, laughing. "Take your clothes off and get in bed with me and I'll tell you what I like."
Patty did as she was told.
"Now," said Mrs. Wallace. "Here is what happens. I have also hired a young man from Madame Noon. We, you and I, will lay here and watch him and my maid fuck each other in the next room through that one-way glass. I love to watch people fuck, don't you?"
"I love everything about fucking," Patty replied.
"Good. Then, when we have watched them long enough and my old libido is on full charge, I will eat your pussy. Do you understand?"
"Yes," Patty said. "But I want to warn you. My pussy may be full of cum. I have been fucking all afternoon!"
"That's all the better, my dear! Now, if you'll pull that switch there, we will begin. I imagine that the young man and my maid are going at it by now."
Patty pulled the cord by the bed and watched as huge, heavy drapes across the room opened to reveal a large window that had been cut into the wall.
In the other room, the maid was getting a royal fuck up her ass.
Patty gasped when she saw who the man was.
It was her husband, Joe.
"Anything wrong, my dear?"
And then, suddenly, Patty was smiling. Now she knew why Joe had been so tired.
Why he had been gone so much. And she also knew where the extra money he had been bringing home was coming from.
"Are you all right, my dear?"
"Fine," Patty said. "Just fine."
And she was. It was all going to work out now with Mr. Lazer as a start, Patty knew that she and Joe would soon have a very profitable business going.
She closed her eyes and sighed deeply as she felt Mrs. Wallace's head push between her thighs.
"Ohhhh... ohhh, Joe," she murmured, "are you going to be surprised at the fuck I give you tomorrow morning."
