"Your cock is gorgeous," Kitty hissed. Fire raged in her pussy.
Henry looked at his wife, Lynn. "Thank you, darling, this beautiful young woman is just what I wanted."
"You're welcome, lover," Lynn replied. Then she aimed her husband's raging hard-on at Kitty's moist, gaping cunt lips.
"Put it in, hurry," Kitty pleaded.
As Henry gave the sexy young redhead the fucking she craved and begged for, Lynn watched and masturbated.
CHAPTER ONE
Saturday! Bud's day to sit around the house, drinking beer all day. Then, as he put it, knock off a piece of ass that night.
Kitty hated Saturdays. If her husband gave her a good fucking, things would be different. For the past several months, what usually happened was a quickie for Bud and frustration for her.
"Why don't you take me dancing tonight?" she asked early in the afternoon. "We haven't gone out on Saturday night in months."
"Don't start on me again, Cat," he growled. "You know I work hard all week. I have to rest on the weekend." He took a swig of beer. "Besides, you know I feel stupid dancing with you."
"I'll wear flat shoes," she offered. "I have a pretty, new dress."
"You're too tall even without shoes. How much skin does your new dress show?"
"Well, not a lot, but it's a lightweight jersey knit."
"What the hell does that mean?"
"Jersey fits like a second skin. I think it's pretty racy."
"Damn, Cat, when are you going to wear something that looks real sexy? You always wear those things that come all the way up to your chin. And you always wear a bra."
"I have to wear a bra, Bud. My tits are too big to go without one."
"Loosen up, woman! If you've got a lot, you ought to flaunt it. And you've sure got a lot!"
"Here we go again," she muttered. "Do you want me to look like a cheap fuck?"
"Wake up, woman! You seem to be afraid of catching a man's eye. Don't you know that a guy likes for his woman to make other men envious?"
"Are you saying that you want me to chase other men?"
"You don't understand anything at all, Cat. You're still living back in the Dark Ages. I don't want you to chase other men. I want you to attract them, so they'll be jealous that I have such a sexy wife. And you know what? You don't do anything on the spur of the moment any more. You always have to plan ahead."
You should talk! she said to herself. Who fucks his wife only on Saturday night? What's wrong with the rest of the week? She glowered at him without answering. If I say how I feel, we'll fight. When we fight, you walk out and stay away for hours. On the other hand, if we fight, I won't have to endure your inadequate Saturday night humping.
"I don't plan everything;" she said defensively. Yes, you do! And you know it. You've got your schedule down pat, including your Tuesday afternoon fuck with Floyd. Well, maybe so, but I'm not the one who dreamed up this Saturday only shit. "I can be spontaneous."
"Oh, yeah?" He unzipped his pants, pulled out his cock, and waggled it at her. "Prove it. Come over here and blow me."
Cat watched his prick wave back and forth without saying a word. Well, if I blow him now, maybe he won't cum tonight before I get off.
"Come on. I dare you. Get down on your knees and give me a blow job. Let me cum in your mouth. Come on. Take it in your mouth. Let me watch you suck me off."
She shrugged. "Sure. Why not?"
She got on her knees in front of him. He scooted his ass forward in the chair, opened his legs, and wagged his cock at her again.
He held his cock as she lowered her head and took him into her mouth, with him still holding it. He moved his hand away and she held the flaccid shaft between her fingers.
"Come on, baby, suck me off," he muttered. "Use your tongue while you suck. Give me a good blow job. Jack it while you suck."
His prick began to thicken and grow longer. She wrapped her fist around the shaft behind the head. She began to alternately suck hard and quick, then twirl her tongue around the head as she stroked him.
Bud wasn't one of those fellows who lasted a long time with his cock in a woman's mouth. Some women would call him a jackrabbit. As soon as Cat got her sucking and tonguing going well, he started cumming. Engrossed in sucking him the way he wanted, the first spurt of cum caught her by surprise. She lost her rhythm for a stroke or two, then quickly regained it and continued to stroke hard and fast. She held her tongue out of the way as he came. She continued to suck, pulling his hot cream down her throat and swallowing it.
His prick softened as quickly as it had hardened. She lifted her head and looked at him. "Is that what you wanted?"
"Yeah. You're pretty good. But don't bug me about going dancing. You know what we always do Saturday night."
"How could I ever forget?" she muttered dourly under her breath as she walked away.
Cat puttered around the house until Bud was ready to go to bed. She bathed, brushed her teeth, and used a strong mouthwash he could smell. He had a thing about kissing her after she sucked him off. Even several hours after. As though he kissed her all that much any more! Knowing what to expect, she also played with her pussy for a few minutes to get it wet.
She crawled into bed next to him, naked as usual. She stopped wearing nighties when he stopped fucking her more often than once a week. She hoped looking at her body might inspire him to use it. She could have saved herself the trouble.
He crawled on without preamble and stuck his cock in her. "Hump your ass, baby," he muttered, working her thighs further apart with his knees.
Cat shuddered and curved her pussy into the right position for his cock. His breath reeked of beer. She knew this fuck was going to be another disappointment. Sucking him off hadn't helped a bit.
She felt the press of his wet knob on her tender pussy lips. He grunted as he began to enter her, and she grunted louder. She should have played with her pussy a little longer. She wasn't wet enough for easy entrance.
"Uhhh," he groaned as he drove his prick deep into her. "Good pussy! Nice and tight."
She liked to fuck. If he would take more time, fool around a little first, she would like it even more. She was glad her pussy was snug. A tight pussy was very important to him.
He buried his face in her tits and began to pump slowly in and out. He seldom kissed her any more, even when they were fucking. She wished he would kiss her lips and let her suck his tongue.
She loved the feel of his body between her long, shapely thighs. She met his strokes with upward heaves of her ass. The cling of her pussy around his sliding cock filled her with renewed hope.
Tonight, I'm going to cum on his cock, she told herself. Lynn says she always cums on Henry's cock. I used to cum on Bud's cock. I'm going to cum so hard, my eyes will roll back in my head and I'll lose my breath. I pretend and pretend, and someday he's going to find out. I just know he'll be furious. If he would make it last longer, I'd be all right!
Bud paused, breathing heavily, and kissed one of her nipples. Cat caressed his damp shoulders and lifted her tits higher. She wished he would suck her nipples real hard. They were so sensitive. He liked her big, firm titties, but he didn't pay attention to them enough.
His mouth left her tingly tit tip much too soon. His body tensed. His cock swelled in her cunt. That felt wonderful! Her sex channel had become slick and hot. A burning need for release crawled through her crotch. The aching sensation had never been quite as sharp.
"You ready, baby?" he panted.
His stupid question always offended her. If he was a good lover, he would know, she thought. Then a measure of excitement rippled through her body. "Yes," she lied, breathing quickly, hoping it sounded real.
He moaned and began to stroke faster, sliding far out and far in, pounding her crotch. The intimacy she had felt earlier began to slip away. She sensed another failure. She met his lunges, behaving like the dutiful wife, doing her imitation orgasm to keep his ego intact.
Suddenly, she had another flash of expectation. She felt the barely remembered exquisite quiver deep in her cunt. She dug her heels into the bed and met his hectic lunges with more abandon. He moaned with pleasure. She dug her fingers into his sweaty shoulders as the ache for satisfaction grew and grew. Now, if he would just hold off a little longer, she would make it. She just knew she would!
He grunted too soon. She felt the throb of his climax, the swift jabbing of his prick, even the swelling in the head of his cock. And then it came-shattering her dream.
"Aaahhh!" he groaned, finishing his strokes with one last lunge.
He flattened out on top of her body, panting in her face. His beer breath nearly choked her. She dropped her legs as a sharp spasm gripped her entire crotch. Her thighs quivered, and he took that as a compliment to his cocksmanship.
"Real good for you, too, huh?" he muttered, resting slackly.
"Yes, honey," she answered dutifully. An awful coldness invaded her.
He failed me again! she thought miserably. He just can't last long enough for me to cum! Why? We didn't have any trouble until about a year ago. What has happened to us? To our ... our what? Compatibility? Is he tired of fucking me? Is he tired of me?
He kissed her tits fleetingly and drew his prick out of her pussy. He rolled over onto his back with a deep sigh of satisfaction. His warm cream oozed from her hole. She hoped he would hold her and say a few loving words. Instead, he turned onto his side and began to breathe deeply.
She almost hated him for his insensitivity. He was so sure he was a great lover. She had given him her body again; she got nothing but disappointment!
She kept her thighs close together as she walked to the bathroom. She wiped away his sperm with a tissue, and her pussy tingled. The ache in her loins got worse. She didn't want to resort to her vibrator. She washed and dried her pussy. The touch of the soft terry cloth made her pussy tingle more.
She looked at herself in the full-length mirror. Her cheeks were still flushed. Her long blonde hair wasn't even mussed. She would never be glamorous, like Lynn. But she had a fine, full mouth, big green eyes and shapely tits. She used to be self-conscious about their size, but Lynn convinced her that big tits looked good on her. Her five-foot, eight-inch frame could handle them. She wouldn't were sweaters though. They made her look positively top-heavy.
Bud like big tits. He liked her pussy, too. For all the good it did her. He also liked her slender waist and long, shapely thighs. She thought she had far too much hip and ass. She worked out regularly and hoped to eventually get her hips and ass to a size she liked.
According to Lynn, she got herself off regularly, sometimes in front of Henry as part of their foreplay. She talked about it all the time. She talked about sex all the time! And how her darling husband kept her so well-fucked. She looked and acted so sophisticated, but underneath a passionate fire burned brightly.
Henry was older than his cultured, leggy wife and seemed to be very proud of her. Still, he had a roving eye. Cat's tits were bigger than Lynn's, and Henry never failed to ogle her. She wondered if he only looked at other women. His roving eye never seemed to bother Lynn.
Cat didn't want to jack off. She wanted to cum when Bud fucked her. She caressed her pussy. An unmistakable tingle of naughty pleasure rippled through her body. Dewy wetness filled her slit.
She jerked her hand away from her crotch and moved away from the revealing mirror. Then she sank down on the toilet seat, hands trembling, still turned on. Her pussy craved more tender touches. Lynn said that Henry often got her off with his fingers before he screwed her. He got her off by sucking her pussy, too. Of course. He was that kind of man.
The sweet ache in her crotch grew sharper. Her nipples were itchy. The dark points began to enlarge as she stared at them. They needed fondling. Bud used to play with her tits and suck her nipples all the time. Didn't they excite him any more? Was he tired of her?
The craving in her pussy got stronger. She didn't want to masturbate. Her pussy lured her fingers. Her thighs opened spontaneously, as they did when she fucked. Her hips lifted just the way they did when Bud's cock invaded her pussy.
She pressed her tender, wet mound. Pelvic thrusting came naturally. It felt good. She slid her finger along her pussy slit. It was moist and slick. Sweet tingles ran from her crotch to her thighs as she inserted her finger and hunched again.
That was better! She had no trouble finding the seat of pleasure at the top of her slit. Her clit stood out like a tiny penis when it erected. She tickled her fingertip around the swelling nubbin of flesh and gasped softly.
The goading ache in her loins began to dissolve into dreamy sex sensations. Her thighs began to tremble. Her nerves almost screamed for relief. She rubbed her finger over her zone of excitement and shuddered. She was so excited, so aroused.
Without a conscious thought, her left hand went to one tit. Her fingers sank into the tender flesh and she played with the tingling nipple. Her entire body became flushed with carnal heat, the way it did when Bud drove his dick into her pussy. Her hand flew to her other tit. Both of her nipples began to stiffen. Bolts of pleasure shot through her, from her tits down to her crotch. The wiggle of her rump made the toilet seat creak. She began to work her right hand faster and faster.
The movement of her fingers quickened. Her body cried out for release. She began to pant as she climbed the steep, heavenly slope. Hot thrills flowed from her clit as her right hand whipped her pussy in a frenzy. Her shaking left hand enclosed the whole peak of one tit. She felt the nipple stiffen against her palm. The sweet suspense continued to build.
Her head jerked back, her hips lurched, and her thighs quivered. Her right wrist was tiring, but she couldn't stop! She panted and gasped. An excruciating ripple of delight clutched her cunt. Her nerves seemed to tense and then, suddenly, she reached the crest of the joyful slope and tumbled over!
She floated in a sparkly zone of erotic sensation. Her clit throbbed fiercely under her daring fingers. She felt a welcome ache run from her pussy, along her thighs, up to her nipples, then back to her cunt. She loved to cum.
She slumped, breathing very hard, her arms dangling at her sides. She sighed with pleasure and basked in the exquisite afterglow. She stared down at her puffy pussy lips and wet fingers. Flying solo wasn't her preferred way to go, but it sure beat not flying at all.
She went back to the bedroom. Bud's snores made her angry again. She was still turned on.
CHAPTER TWO
Cat sat on the couch and spread her thighs. Her fervor built rapidly as she caressed the inside of her thighs with both hands. She tipped her pussy up so she could see it better. The slit was getting wet again.
She opened the hair-fringed lips and stared at the dusky pink flesh. She studied her clitoris. The pink nub of flesh rose slowly out of its hood. Shivering, she slid her middle finger along her slit and up to her love button. Then she slid the index finger of her other hand into her hole and wiggled it around.
An artificial cock or her fingers might not be as good as a real live prick, but she could reach her climax when she needed it this way. If she could keep her mind free, her pussy would never know the difference.
Bud didn't know she owned a vibrator. She had ordered two from one of his magazines, a regular, hard plastic model and a soft rubber one that looked as much like a real cock as a rubber toy could. She preferred the soft rubber model.
Shivering as the urgency grew, she picked up the vibrator and set it on low. She paused to listen to the faint humming sound. The first time she used it, she set it on high and it nearly drove her crazy. She didn't need any additional lubrication. Juice had seeped into her pussy and soaked it. She could shove the vibrator in with one hard, penetrating thrust. Just the way Bud skewered her when he couldn't wait to ram his prick into her cunt.
She placed the smooth tip of the vibrator between the lips of her pussy. She let her legs fall father apart and nosed the implement into her wet hole.
"Aaahhh!" she moaned as she suddenly shoved the vibrator all the way in.
She closed her legs slowly, squeezing her thighs tightly over her pussy. All signs of the vibrator disappeared. With the tool buried completely in her sex channel, she barely heard the faint humming. She lay that way for a while, her mind blank. The pleasing little tremors from the vibrator rippled out from her groin. The sensations made her buns flex and her toes tingle.
She teased and fondled the sensitive tips of her tits. Her right hand wandered down across her stomach and stopped with the heel of her hand on her pussy mound, her fingers pointing down. Her middle finger eased into the top of her slit and touched her clit. The tip began to move in slow circles over the erect bud.
She liked her clit, adored the heavenly sensations from the sensitive button. The flexible vibrator droned inside her, but her finger would bring her off. She had never had a vaginal orgasm; believed what she read about such orgasms being a figment of the imagination.
Suddenly, the jarring truth hit her. She could make it last as long as she wanted! There were no anxious moments of waiting, hoping her husband would bring the fulfillment he once did. She could have as many orgasms as she wanted-and then some!
She opened her legs and began to stroke the vibrator in and out of her cunt. The knob struck deep, where the head of Bud's cock seldom reached any more. It felt so fucking good! Her left hand stayed on her tits, tweaking her nipples. She made a few slow pelvic thrusts. This was exciting, just the way it should be! The tool moved easily in her well-lubricated cunt.
The picture of a man invaded her blank mind, took shape slowly. A faceless man with a strong body and a large, hard cock. His cock, not her vibrator, filled her cunt. His finger played over her clit, infusing her with such pleasure.
The finger on her clit began to move faster. The soft tingles swelling in her pussy strengthened, got a hard edge to them. Her ass squirmed around on the couch. She pinched her stiff nipples and drew them out to their full length.
The tingles grew stronger. Her finger moved faster, began to go back and forth and around in circles. She agitated her clit, coaxing all those glorious feelings from the hard nubbin. Her breathing grew labored. She felt the deep, warm flush that preceded an orgasm spread over her body. She was totally abandoned, whimpering her pleasure. She knew she wasn't pretending this time. She knew she was about to reach the ultimate goal. Exquisite sensations began in her cunt. The delectable throbbing in her clit went on and on and on.
The man in her mental picture thrust in and out of her cunt with powerful strokes. Her body began to quake and spasm. Her hips arched off the couch, lifting her ass high. Her climax came abruptly, moments before she expected it. She panted and gasped as the finger playing over her clit began to move faster.
Abruptly, the golden sensations dissipated. The vibrator continued to hum inside her cunt, but her clit felt numb. Her ass fell back to the couch. She pulled the vibrator out of her cunt.
She grasped it firmly fn her fist and ran the tip over her clitoris. Nothing happened. Her fun for the night, such as it was, had ended.
She went to the bathroom and washed the vibrator. She went back to the bedroom and hid the fake cock in her dresser, then climbed into bed.
Sleep was a long time coming, however. She still felt unfulfilled, tense.
CHAPTER THREE
Shortly before noon on Monday, Bud's boss buzzed him on the intercom.
"My wife needs a ride home from the country club, Bud. Would you mind? Take whatever time you need. I wouldn't ask you, but I'm going to be tied up all day."
"No problem, sir," Bud said.
It never hurt to score a few brownie points. He'd heard rumors about Betsy. She pulled this trick two or three times a week, always asking for a different man. And her husband always obliged her. He didn't know about her afternoon extracurricular activities, or he didn't care.
Bud expected a good workout with Mrs. Kelly. He didn't mind. Fucking the girl from the secretarial pool every Wednesday afternoon was getting boring. Nearly as boring as fucking his wife every Saturday night.
Betsy was waiting for him at the door of the country club. As she walked to the car, she made sure the top three buttons of her blouse were undone. She wanted him to see that a woman looking back at forty could still sport a figure that would turn a young man's eyes and arouse his primitive instincts.
"Good afternoon, Mrs. Kelly," Bud said, holding the car door open for her.
She slid in, flashing her legs nearly to the crotch, without making it seem that she did it deliberately. He could hardly control the thumping of his heart. Her legs were a lot better than he expected. He figured she was ten or twelve years older than his thirty years. She looked pretty damn good, whatever her age.
"I couldn't wait to escape from that place, Bud," she sighed, digging for a cigarette. "Thank you for coming to my rescue. Hope I didn't inconvenience you too much."
"Not at all," he replied, hiding his lecherous grin.
He pulled the lighter out of the dash and held it for her. She rested the tips of her fingers on his wrist and he could almost feel the vibrations of her interest. It was all he could do to keep from reaching over and grabbing her sassy tits. Just to see if they were real, or the handiwork of some plastic surgeon. She pursed her lush lips and expanded her full chest as she dragged on the cigarette. His desire increased.
He didn't dare touch. Not yet. She had to make the first move. The last thing he needed was the boss's wife screaming that he tried to take unwelcome liberties with her.
"Where to, Mrs. Kelly? Home?"
She gave him a small smile and wet her lips with the tip of her tongue. "Floyd doesn't want you to treat me so formally, Bud. After all, we're one big happy family at Kelly Industries, aren't we?"
He smiled and said, "I like to think so."
"Then call me Betsy."
"Okay, Betsy. You want to go home?"
"God, no! I've got to iron the kinks out of my nerves from gabbing with those hens at the club. I need a drink."
"You want a big one?" he asked, letting the comment come out with suggestive overtones. "Yes, a very big ... and long ... one."
"Maybe it should be a long, stiff one, huh?"
"Now, what the hell are we talking about?" she laughed throatily.
The sexy sound made him shiver inwardly. He blushed slightly, but he wasn't about to drop the ball. "Aren't we talking about your drink?" he said innocently.
"You tell me what we're talking about," she purred.
She put her hand lightly on his biceps. He looked at her. She looked at him. He understood that she expected him to make the first move. In fact, she demanded it. He supposed she didn't want to take the chance of being turned down by a younger man and getting her ego bruised.
"I don't know about you, Betsy," he ventured in a low, husky voice. "But I'm as horny as a billy goat."
She grinned, put her hand on his thigh and squeezed. "That makes two of us, honey. I thought you would never get around to admitting it."
He put his hand over hers and gave it a meaningful squeeze. "So, what do we do now? I mean, you are the boss's wife and I'm married." Betsy knew exactly what to do. She'd had enough experience to be considered an expert in such matters.
"You horse this cute little car to the first liquor store you can find, and I'll buy us a bottle of the best sipping whiskey in the place. Then I know a motel that always has the red carpet out for folks like us."
"And then?"
"And then you're going to fuck the hell out of a pussy that's a little older than you're used to, but still has a lot of life left in it!" Her chest swelled with pride. "In fact, I've been told more than once that it's a real snapper."
Bud chuckled and felt his prick throb. "You look plenty good to me, Betsy. But I just hope to hell you know how to keep quiet. I need my job."
"If you're talking about Floyd, don't worry your mind a minute. He doesn't ask, and I don't tell."
"Like about you and your chauffeur?"
She gave him a quick, hard glance. "Who the devil has been talking about that?"
"Oh, you know how rumors fly around an office."
"Listening to some rumors can get you in trouble. Spreading them will get you in even more trouble."
They found a liquor store and she gave him the money to pay for the bourbon. She gave him directions to the motel, like a navigator of naughtiness.
The motel was a small but expensive little place with individual units set well back from the street. The driveway zigzagged so the cars parked beside the units were out of sight. The cars were much more expensive than would be found at the average motel. Which meant the motel was a trysting place for the rich. And Betsy Kelly was certainly rich.
A lovely, cool young lady presided over the front desk. He paid with money Betsy gave him, smiling wryly when he found that it was the exact amount required. When he got back to the car, she had already opened the bottle and had taken a couple of inhibition-killing belts.
"Have some," she grinned, handing him the bottle. "That stuff will put hair on your balls and fire in your eyes."
He smiled as he took a swig of the whiskey. "Is that how you like your studs?" he asked as he gave the bottle back to her. "With hair on their balls and fire in their eyes?"
"I like them willing to do anything to satisfy a maiden in distress," she said huskily.
"That's me, baby," he replied with a wink. "That's exactly what I was counting on, hero. I need a lot of loving. And some of it might get kind of kinky."
"Kinky is my middle name," he muttered, wondering if he had gotten over his head. "You want ice for the whiskey?"
"Wimps take ice," she said firmly.
He escorted her into the room, closed the blinds and double-locked the door. She began to unbutton her blouse as she poured herself a hardy shot of bourbon in a motel glass.
"That's what I like," he grinned. "An ambidextrous woman."
"You don't know the half of it, stud. I can do things with my hands you wouldn't believe. Come on, shag your cute ass out of those duds and let's get down to the nitty-gritty. This pussy is hot!"
Her brazen language would have embarrassed the hell out of him under more conventional circumstances. In the sex-haunted motel room, the words were as potent as Spanish Fly.
He was more than a little curious about her body. He had never made it with a woman her age. He wasn't sure she would be anything more than a way of getting rid of a horny impulse to fuck. As he undressed, he kept an eye on the progress of her own denuding.
He saw her tits first. And liked what he saw. They seemed even bigger than the advertised product under her blouse. The nipples protruded from thick areolae. He had expected her tits to sag at least a little. To his delight, they were as firm as Cat's.
She caught him looking and grinned. "Exercise, honey," she said. "Less painful and a hell of a lot more fun than letting some sawbones tighten the muscles or stuff them full of silicon."
She dropped her skirt and stepped out it. She peeled her panties down her shapely legs and bent over to take them off. Her tits dangled enticingly, swinging and bumping together the way Cat's did. He stared at the heavy mounds and licked his lips. She straightened up and posed provocatively, a knowing smile playing around her sensuous lips.
A forest of luxuriant, dark hair covered her mound, so dense he couldn't see her gash. She cast her eyes at him and teased him by opening her thighs just enough for him to see the thick lips peeking through the hair. The idea of fighting through that mass of curls made his blood race. She crawled onto the bed and knocked down the rest of her bourbon while he finished undressing.
His cock stuck straight out from his loins, as stiff as though he hadn't fucked in months. She measured his dick with an expert eye. The bright pink spots on her cheeks signaled her pleasure with what she'd caught in her net.
"God, Cat must purr all day just thinking about that whopper," she breathed. "Now I wonder why I waited so long to get you in a compromising position."
Bud didn't respond. He stood away from the bed for a few seconds so she could hone her need to a keen edge and stroke his ego. Then he moved over to her.
She grasped his stiff rod and played a little squeezing game until the crown became a helmet of rigid flesh.
"Let's fuck," he said softly.
She grinned and licked her lips. "Okay, but we do it my way. After this one, I'm going to want at least two more. You up to that?"
"I'm damned sure willing to try! How do you want it first, on the ceiling?"
"Not a bad idea. Maybe we'll try that later. Right now, let's do it the way I did it with the cowhands on my Daddy's ranch-mare and stallion-style."
"Yeee-haaaaaah!" he yipped.
She rolled over and got up on all fours. Her big white buttocks looked like half-moons shining at him. A dark shag of pussy hair showed under the deep crevice.
"That's what we always called doggie-style," he said huskily.
She turned to look at him over her shoulder, her face flushed with a desperate need to be mounted. She shook her ass at him impatiently.
"You can call it any damned thing you want, sweetie, just as long as you mount my ass and ride me into the mattress."
Her challenge rang in his ears. He spread her ass cheeks and stared at her asshole and the whiskery lips of her pussy. "Ever had it up the ass?" he muttered.
"More often than you've fucked that way, stud!" she hissed. "You can have my asshole later. Fuck my pussy now!"
Her hot, moist sex chamber wet the bulb of his cock on the first push. He lodged his cockhead inside her and put his hands on her hips to hold her steady. Then he began to horse his rigid rod all the way up her tunnel of lust.
He didn't stop until he could feel his balls pressed against the dense mat of pubic hair and his groin against the firm mounds of her ass. He was into her as deep as a man could get.
He let her get the feel of his big meat while he reached around and located the erect nub of her big clit. He rolled it between his thumb and forefinger until he had her sobbing and moaning with lust.
"Oh, yeah, stud, fuck me! Fuck me good!" she cried.
He continued to tease her love button as he began to fuck her with long, slow strokes. He intended to give her everything she wanted, even if it took all afternoon.
After five minutes of heavy-duty pumping, he felt a distinct shift of her sexual gears. She seemed to go crazy with pleasure. He began to screw her harder and faster, making the bed creak and groan.
Betsy put her palms flat against the wall and braced herself so she could force her ass back hard at him on every thrust. She could never get enough of being fucked this way. Her husband seldom stuffed her salacious cunt from the back position. His neglect led her to find young, fuck-happy males who would.
Her tongue hung out in pure bliss. "Ride me!" she groaned. "Ride my ass, cowboy!"
Bud could feel his hard rod pulling her fat cunt lips back like flanges of wet liver on each retreating stroke. The head of his cock banged into the mouth of her hungry womb on each following thrust.
He fucked her until sweat trickled down his buttocks and she had cum more times than he could count. Happily, he was nowhere near a climax. He seemed to have an eternal hard-on, the kind that could last forever. He could imagine himself going down a whole line of hot cunts, screwing each one until juice poured out of their scarlet lips like melted butter.
He wondered why the hell he couldn't keep a hard-on like this when he fucked his own wife. With Cat, he seemed to horse his prick into her melting honey pot and shoot like a cheap pistol. Maybe he needed a hot slut like Betsy Kelly to keep him stimulated.
Whatever her secret, Betsy wasn't sharing it. Her cunt twitched and clenched like a velvet-covered fist, cumming again and again. She started to spasm harder as the strongest orgasm yet washed over her. Her liquid poured over his slapping balls amid a mixed chorus of groans and the slurping of his rapidly pistoning prick.
CHAPTER FOUR
Betsy twisted around to face Bud. "Now that we've taken the pressure off, we can progress to bigger and better things."
"What the hell do you mean, bigger?" he said, slightly petulant.
"Calm down, lover boy. I didn't mean your tally whacker. It's just fine. I'm going to suck and fuck you so much you won't be able to walk when I get through." She took his stiff, sticky cock in her hand and muttered, "I'm going to show you what it's like to really make a fuck last."
She guided the head of his cock into her mouth. He grunted from the fierce pleasure of her warm, wet mouth encircling his bulbous knob. His balls felt as big as walnuts. He couldn't think of a better way to cool his shaft than to stick it in a moist, loving mouth.
She knelt by his hip, her belly sucked up, her big, thick-nippled tits dangling. She wet the head of his cock with saliva, then rubbed it over her lips. She let the knobby head slide into her mouth and sucked deeply. He sighed as her gifted mouth sent waves of excitement racing through him. Periodically, she took his cock out of her mouth and licked his dick. She ran her tongue up and down the length of his shaft, slurping up her own cunt juice and leaving a trail of saliva.
He enjoyed her cocksucking for a while, then tried to push her onto her back. "I've got to fuck you," he said.
She turned and straddled his hips. "You'll fuck me when I tell you to, stud," she said sternly.
He thought she was going to top-fuck him. She had other ideas. She slid up his body, keeping him pinned down with her strong legs. Her furry pussy zeroed in on his mouth and he realized what she was going to do.
"Hey!" he growled. "I don't do that after I've fucked...." He tried to turn away from her crotch. His head hit her thigh and stopped.
"Then it's time you started," she hissed. "I sucked your cock. Now you can suck my pussy."
She stuck both hands in her crotch and spread her pussy lips wide apart. She lowered her ass and buried his mouth and nose in the heavy folds of her sopping snatch. She covered his mouth with her weeping hole and mashed her clit on the tip of his nose.
"Goddam!" he muttered.
She pushed down a little harder. "Put your tongue in my hole," she demanded. "Taste my sweet cunt. Get a mouthful of my juice. Drink it." She wiggled her heavy ass around, smearing juice over his face. "Stick out your tongue."
Her high-handed manner intimidated him. He stuck out his tongue and pushed it into her hot honey pot. He withdrew his tongue and savored the tangy taste. He put his tongue back in her hole and began to stab it in and out like a slender cock fucking her hairy twat.
"That's the way, stud," she breathed. "Fuck me with your tongue. Make my cunt feel good." The aroma of her aroused cunt filled his nostrils, soaking into his brain, intoxicating him. She continued to wiggle her hips as he tongued her, smearing her cunt all over his mouth. His tongue separated the thick lips and dipped into the core of her sex again and again. Her sleek, pink membranes were wet and glistening, quivering around his lapper.
She turned around on top of his face and knelt over his head. His rock-hard prick stood up from the thick thatch of hair in his groin like a flagpole in a patch of brown grass. She collared his prick with her mouth without using her hands. His tongue slid up her wet slit and swiped across her joy buzzer.
She lifted her head and said, "Lick my clit, stud. Make me cum again while I suck you off."
She sucked his cock back into her mouth and pressed the pulsing knob against the roof of her mouth with her tongue. His excited tonguing of her pussy sent fire through her nerves and she nearly lost her concentration. Her toes curled and uncurled reflexively as his tongue got to her. She sucked his cock deep into her throat.
His swollen cock throbbed and ached with glorious, nerve-wracking sensations. He knew he would soon fill this wild woman's mouth with his hot juice. He tried to hold back, tried to make the delicious sensations last longer. He couldn't resist her fabulous, hot mouth and lively tongue. He had never felt anything so incredible.
With a fierce lunge of his hips, his cock erupted. Spurts of scalding sperm shot into her zealous, sucking mouth. He heard her gulp it down, then she began to suck even harder. She not only siphoned the juice from his rod, she pulled the head deeper into her throat.
When she felt the first spurt of cum in the back of her throat, she squirmed her cunt briskly and scrubbed her clit on his tongue. Her own orgasm started moments after his. She would have screamed her pleasure, but her mouth was too full. She focused her full attention on the waves of pleasure washing over her. She loved to cum, and she was going to get off many times before she let this young stud get away from her.
Her orgasm began to ebb. She drained the last drop of cum from his cock and rolled off him. She lay on her back, breathing deeply, slight shudders running through her body.
"Now, that wasn't so bad, was it?" she purred. She eased her hand over to his cock and wrapped her fingers around the half-hard shaft. "I want this thing fully hard again. How long will it take?"
"Not very long if you keep that up."
"Good." She began to jerk his prick harder and faster, pumping it up to its fullest measure. "Do you like to get top-fucked?"
"Uh, no, not really. I like it better the other way, so I'm in control."
"God, for a young stud, you've sure got some stuffy ideas!"
She didn't wait for another futile protest. She climbed over him again. She positioned herself over his stiff rod, fit the thick, crimson-colored bulb between the lips of her cunt, and began to sit down slowly.
"I want it all the way in," she hissed. "All the way to your balls, stud! Then I'm going to fuck your brains out!"
The bloated knob on the end of his joy stick nosed between the drizzling lips of her slit. She snapped her ass down, feeding his rod into her snatch faster. His cock slid in easily, disappearing into her magic box right before his eyes. He lay still and stared at her crotch as the hot maw of her quim swallowed him whole.
"It might take me a while to cum," he said. "You sucked the life right out of me."
"I know how well I suck cock, stud. Forget about your cum and enjoy my cunt. Think about the woman's pleasure for a change. If you cum, fine. If not, who cares? My climax is what's important. You'll make me cum, that I can guarantee. I like to feel cum squirt in me, but it isn't necessary. Now, stop talking unless you're going to talk dirty to me. I want to concentrate on fucking your cock."
"You're the one doing all the talking," he muttered. "You make it sound like I'm not even here, like all you're interested in is my cock."
"You got that right, stud! Your cock is the only thing doing anything important right now. If you have to use your mouth for something, suck my tits."
Her big tits dangled in front of his face, jiggling and bumping together as she humped her ass up and down. She rode his cock to the very top before sinking back down slowly, burying his shaft all the way up her sex sheath.
She braced herself with her hands on the bed, closed her eyes, and savored the feel of his stiff salami filling her cunt. Her big nipples pointed down at him, hard and stiff. The hairy oval of her cunt clenched his cock as she fucked.
He took her advice and began to nibble, lick and suck on her tit tips. He felt the active muscles in her love tunnel ripple around his prong, like soft lips kissing his cock all over.
She spasmed hard and began to fuck faster. Her climax came in like thundering waves and swept over her. Her pussy clutched at his prick as if trying to milk it. Her juices poured out and soaked his groin. He tried to follow her gyrating cunt and keep his cock buried in her. To his great surprise, he felt another orgasm stirring in his loins. Afraid she would get off before he got off, he grabbed her hips and tried to hold her steady as he lunged into her cunt.
Betsy was having none of it. Lost in the throes of her own orgasm, absorbed by her own bliss, she continued to buck and heave. She threw her head back. The muscles in her neck stood out. Her mouth hung open. She uttered inane gibberish in a keening wail as she fucked herself to an even higher plateau. A flood of cunt juice poured out, trickled down his cock, over his balls, and into the crack of his ass.
He pumped into her with all his might, striving for his own orgasm. Then it arrived on thundering hooves. He continued to lunge into her vigorously, squirting hot sperm into her cunt, giving her as good as he got.
She sobbed raggedly as his hot cream splashed into her hole, thick and gooey, increasing her own pleasure. She could feel his cock throbbing in the very bottom of her cunt. She reached around behind her ass, grabbed his nuts, and squeezed them. They felt large and hot and hairy between her nimble fingers.
When her orgasm finally played itself out and she felt satisfied, at least for the moment, she rolled off him and lay spread-eagle on the bed.
"Ahhh, that was good, stud," she sighed. "God, I love to fuck! There's just nothing in the world like a good cum. Feel my pussy. It's still hot."
He put his hand on her cunt. "Yeah, and it's wet, too! Real soupy."
"That's the way a well-fucked pussy should feel," she said with a pleased chuckled. "Kiss it. Lick my clit. I just might be able to cum again."
"Goddam, Betsy, we've just ... I've just ... "
"So? There's nothing in there that will hurt you, even if you do get some in your mouth. Kiss my pussy and lick my clit. It's still tingling."
Betsy put her hand behind Bud's head and pulled it down to her crotch. He wasn't wild about touching her sloppy pussy with his mouth.
"Either you lick my clit and make me cum at least once more, or you'll find yourself in hot water, stud."
He stuck his head between her open thighs and began to work on her clit with his stiff tongue. Her aggressiveness stirred something in him. He sort of liked having a woman tell him what to do.
"After bringing me off with your tongue again, I'll let you fuck my ass. If you're careful. You've never had your cock in a better ass than mine, stud. You're going to love it."
He increased the lustiness of his pussy lapping. His mind whirled with thoughts of what the rest of the afternoon would be like. He wondered if he would be able to even crawl when this wanton, insatiable woman let him go. Thankfully, it wasn't Saturday night, so Cat would not expect him to fuck her when he got home.
CHAPTER FIVE
Cat wore a knit slip-dress when she went to see Floyd Kelly Tuesday afternoon. No bra, no panties, only a garter belt, hose and high heel, summer sandals.
She pulled into a visitor's parking space at Kelly Industries and hesitated before getting out of the car. She usually met Floyd at a motel. She didn't like going to his office. Bud worked in the electrical engineering department, on another floor and at the far end of the building. She probably wouldn't run into him. If she did, she could always say she was coming to see him. She knew he wouldn't believe her. She had never been in his office.
She took the executive elevator to the top floor and hurried down the hall to Floyd's office. She smiled and said to his secretary, "Kitty Adams to see Mr. Kelly."
The secretary looked her over carefully. "He's expecting you. Go right in."
Cat went into Floyd's office, locked the door behind her and leaned against it.
"Do I look like a cheap fuck?"
Floyd looked startled by her unexpected question. "No. Why do you ask?"
Cat sat down and crossed her legs, making sure lots of naked thigh showed below the hem of her short dress. "The way your secretary looked at me. I don't like coming to your office. If Bud ever found out, I don't know what he would do."
Floyd shrugged. "I can't take the afternoon off this week. I'll send Bud on an errand when you're ready to leave."
She cocked her head to the side and lifted one eyebrow. "Well, that takes care of my husband. What about your secretary? If she talks out of turn, I'm still in deep trouble."
"Don't worry about her," Floyd said. "I take good care of her."
Cat grinned and uncrossed her legs. Her short skirt rode up to the top of her thighs. "When do you have time to take care of your wife?" She spread her legs and put one hand in her crotch and let her middle finger play over her slit.
"She doesn't ask for much. A couple of times a week keeps her satisfied."
She licked her lips, leaving the bright red lipstick shiny with saliva. "Don't be too sure. Husbands often underestimate what their wives need." She wiggled her finger in her pussy.
"Is that the voice of experience speaking?" he said, watching her finger. "I've never asked. How old are you anyway?"
"Twenty-five," she muttered. "If that makes any difference."
Cat went through her usual transformation. In spite of her feeling that her weekly rendezvous with Floyd was getting boring, she couldn't help getting turned on by the thought of fucking.
"You never know. Your secretary isn't beautiful, in the classic sense, but she looks sexy. Men put too much stock in a woman's looks anyway. You should learn to get past looks and get in touch with a woman's sexuality, her aura. Is she a good fuck? Do you lick her pussy?"
"She isn't bad," Floyd said. "You're better." Cat wiggled her finger between the lips of her pussy and touched her clit. "Ummmmm, feels good! You probably tell every woman you fuck the same thing. But it doesn't matter."
She stood, took off her dress, and went behind his desk. She sat on his lap and put her arms around his neck. She arched her back and put a nipple against his lips. "Tell me that you like me," she breathed. "Tell me that I'm not fucking you just so you'll give Bud a better job."
"I like you very much," he whispered hoarsely against her nipple. "I would want to fuck you even if your husband didn't work for me."
She chuckled, deep in her throat, a sound so sexy it sent shivers down his spine. "Fucking someone who likes me is a lot more fun. I've never been fucked on a desk. I want you to eat my pussy until I cum, then fuck me. As hard as you fuck your horny little secretary."
Staring into his eyes, she slid her ass onto the desk. She grabbed him by the ears and pulled his head between her legs. Her alluring pussy drew his tongue like a magnet. He opened his mouth wide, plastered it over her blonde-haired box, and ran his tongue up and down the sleek crack.
"Yes, baby!" Cat moaned with wanton fervor. "Lick my pussy! Eat it good, baby! Make me cum!"
His tongue wormed deep into the bubbling depths of her hot box. He began to lick the seeping walls of her tight sheath, savoring the special flavor of her sex pot. He sucked and lapped, drawing on the fluttering petals of her nether lips.
"Aaaaaah," Cat moaned. She drew her breath in sharply and tightened her grip on her licker's ears. The lascivious contact between his tongue and her titillated pussy set her mind awhirl. The lewdness of the situation heightened her sense of the kinkiness. She hung on the edge of delight, ready to soar to ecstasy. "Ooooooh, baby!" She trembled with passion against his avid mouth. "Ooohhh, baby, your tongue feels so fucking good!" She hunched her pussy into his mouth.
His cock strained against his pants, painfully hard. The desire to free it and shove it up this horny little housewife's tight cunt, and the desire to continue to suck her sweet snatch presented him with a dilemma. Her pussy was especially tasty today. Trying to ignore the ache in his cock, he held his mouth to her gushy slit and continued to lick and slurp at her honey hole.
"Oh, fuck!" Cat breathed softly.
He lifted her legs over his shoulders and wrapped his arms lovingly around her thighs. The feel of her velvety skin against his cheeks made him shiver.
"I'm going to cum, darling!" she moaned. "I'm almost there! You're eating my pussy so well, baby! Lick my clit, baby! Oh, yes, that's right! Send me right through the roof, baby!" She began to hump his face anxiously.
Her passionate words drove the greedy cunt licker to greater effort. His tongue flicked from her clit to her flowing gap, working frantically to bring her off. The sooner he got her sex gun to fire, the sooner he could stick his suffering cock in the one place that would soothe his torment.
She moaned over and over, too overcome with emotion to care if she drew an audience. She wiggled her hips and humped her ass and bounced up and down on the hard desk. Sex juice poured from her horny crack, drenching his mouth and chin. A small stream ran down the crack of her ass, onto the desk blotter.
Astounded by the strength of her stupendous passion, he held tightly to her trembling thighs. With the aid of her hands gripping his ears, he kept his mouth in her agitated crotch. He continued to suck and lick, to ream her torrid sex tunnel and lash her agitated clit with his tongue. The glut of hot fuck cream gushing into his mouth awed him.
"Fuck me, baby!" Cat wailed as she yanked his ears fiercely. "I've got to have your cock in me now! Put your cock in me while I'm still cumming! Fuck me!"
He was in no state to debate. He stood, plunged one hand into her crotch to keep her cunt primed and fumbled with his belt and zipper with his other hand. He pushed his pants and shorts down and moved up between her trembling legs. He aimed his cock at her hairy slit and she reached down with both hands. She grabbed his dong and stuffed it roughly into her nether mouth.
"Aaahhh," he groaned, happy to have his cock in her. He drove the full length of his rod into her spasming sheath with one ruthless, spearing lunge.
Her voracious twat swallowed his tool with a greedy gulp. He began to knead her big tits. His fingers sank into the resilient flesh, making her stiff nipples stand out like big pencil erasers.
Cat cherished the feel of his big prick buried deep inside her belly. She came so hard when he licked her pussy, but nothing compared to a stiff cock stretching her cunt. She flexed her cunt muscles actively, sucked his engorged, pulsating cock with her vibrant lower mouth.
He lifted her legs over his shoulders and began to fuck her just the way she liked, hitting bottom with each aggressive lunge. On the backstroke, he pulled his cock nearly all the way out, then rammed back in hard enough to knock the breath out of her. She rocked and rolled on the desk. Her towering tits shimmied and jiggled crazily on top of her chest.
If she hadn't held on with her legs, she would have slid across his highly polished desk. Her ass wiggled and squirmed energetically, adding more luster to the shiny surface. She ground her cunt into his groin, fucking back at him, savoring his prick probing her greedy gulch.
"Your cock is throbbing deep inside my cunt, baby," she whispered passionately. She rocked her hips up and down quickly. "It feels so good, baby! I love to fuck."
"You're a fantastic fuck, baby," he grunted.
His eyes bounced from her chest to her furry box, watching her fleshy tits jiggle and his prick plunder her soggy cunt. Her juicy cunt walls sucked at his cock, rapidly destroying his control.
"I'm going to cum, baby!" she wailed. "Cum with me! Fill my pussy with your cream, baby! Cum with me! Fill my cunt!"
He began to fuck her with more enthusiasm. His ass flashed back and forth. They settled into a new rhythm, driving each other to the culmination of provocative pleasure.
He felt her cunt walls clamp down on his cockshaft as she began to spasm in orgasm. His cock erupted with a mind-shattering explosion. He held his shaft deep in her cunt, not moving as his cum pump kicked into high gear. Manly seed spewed into her. And spewed. And spewed some more. As he began to wonder if it would ever stop, he began to taper off.
They stayed locked together at the loins until his prick began to soften. He pulled away and plopped down in his chair, his knees so weak they trembled.
"God, what a tremendous fuck!" Cat said softly. She pushed herself up on her elbows and grinned at him. "Thank you, baby. I needed that."
"You're welcome, baby" He sighed deeply. "I never know who gets the best of the deal when we fuck, you or me."
"We aren't in competition, baby," she giggled. "It isn't a matter of winners and losers. It's a win-win situation for both of us. I fuck you because I like to fuck, but I also think of your pleasure every time. I want you to be as satisfied as I am."
"Oh, I am, baby," he said quickly. "I didn't mean it the way it sounded. You're a terrific piece of ass."
She sat up and looked down at her crotch. "God, I'm so wet and sticky! My pussy is absolutely full! You must have pumped a gallon of that stuff in me." She slid off the desk. "I'd better clean up before I dribble all over the place."
She hurried to the small toilet off his office. When she returned, she sat on the couch.
"I thought you would bounce my ass on your fancy couch," she said. "Instead, I polished your desk with my bare ass."
He rubbed his hand over the spot she had polished. "Did a good job of it, too. Maybe we'll do it here next week."
"Not a chance," Cat said firmly. "Once is more than enough. If you can't meet me, we'll just have to skip a week."
"I don't know if I can skip a week," Floyd said glumly. "I need you."
"Then you'll have to decide if my pussy is more important than a pile of paperwork." She stood and put on her dress.
"What about Bud?" he asked.
"What about Betsy? Would she like to know about me and your secretary? If we start talking, how many more women will come forward? What will it cost you to keep your wife out of divorce court? Where you might lose everything."
Floyd leaned back in his chair and grinned. "You've got a mean streak, lady. And I kind of like it."
Cat grinned, waved good-bye, and left.
CHAPTER SIX
Cat went to the gym on Wednesday for her workout. She put in a strenuous two hours, then headed for the shower.
She took a leisurely shower, wrapped a large towel around her body and went next door to the spa. She looked forward to soaking in the hot water. She stopped when she saw that three nude women were in the whirlpool. She didn't want company, especially nude female company. She turned to leave before they noticed her and she had to join them out of politeness.
"Did you see how sexy Kitty looked doing those exercises?" Judy said.
"How could we miss her," Carmen replied.
Cat backed through the door, and kept it open just enough to hear the conversation.
"Thank God this gym is for women only," Alice said. "If my husband ever saw her in that leotard, he would never look at me again."
"What if he saw her naked?" Judy said. "She can make a guy's motor race just standing still.
Imagine what she could do to him if she really tried. I wish I had such a sexy body. She reminds me of Mae West. Only a lot prettier."
"Men, hell!" Carmen snorted. "She makes my motor race. I've been trying to get in her pants for months. She doesn't even give me the time of day."
"Time to lay is more like it," Alice said with a snicker.
"Poor Carmen," Judy said with mock pity. "Since you can't get your tongue in her pussy, Alice and I will be happy to let you lick our clits." She pushed herself up and sat on the edge of the pool. She opened her legs wide and held out her hands to Carmen.
Cat's face turned a bright red as she watched Carmen move up between Judy's thighs. She didn't want to watch, but couldn't help herself.
They'll have to wait a long damned time for me to agree to that, Cat thought. I'm a man's woman. So I don't enjoy sex with Bud as much as I used to. I'm not going to let a woman do that to me!
She dressed and went to the snack bar for a sandwich and a cup of coffee before going home. She liked the exotic blend of coffee they served. She spotted her best girlfriend and headed for her table.
"Hi, Kitty Cat," Lynn said cheerfully. "How is life treating you?"
Cat ordered, then said to Lynn, "So-so. I think Bud is tired of me. If that wasn't bad enough, I overheard Judy, Alice and Carmen talking about me. You wouldn't believe what Carmen said."
"Oh, yes, I would!" Lynn said with soft laugh. "I know her pretty well. Intimately, you might say. But, first things first. What's the problem with you and Bud? Your love life in a rut?"
"A trench is more like it," Cat replied glumly. "He ignores me all week. He thinks he's doing me a favor by getting me Saturday night, and then he's like a damn jackrabbit. Hop on, hump a few times, hop off and go to sleep. If I didn't have a vibrator, I would go crazy."
"How long has this been going on? I thought you two were the perfect couple."
"A little over a year," Cat said. "I started an affair with his boss about six months ago. Every Tuesday afternoon, and even that's getting boring. My whole damn life is boring!" She drug the word out. "I come to the gym every Monday, Wednesday and Friday, fuck Floyd every Tuesday, let Bud give me a quick hump every Saturday night, and try to find something to fill my time the rest of the week. He hasn't taken me out to dinner or dancing in months."
"Maybe you should let Carmen have her way with you," Lynn said with a calculating smile.
"At least it would be something different."
Cat shook her head. "I'm a man's woman," she said dourly. "Even when the man doesn't give me what I need."
"Do you get off with Floyd?"
"Yeah, but fucking him makes me feel so guilty. We don't have a relationship anyway. All we've got is a quickie once a week. We're both married, Bud works for him, so we can't even have lunch together in a public place."
"I have an appointment in a few minutes, so we can't talk now," Lynn said. "And you really need a shoulder to cry on. Let's have lunch tomorrow. In the meantime, why don't you get a massage before you go home? You're as tense as a coiled spring."
"I don't know if I'm in the mood. Ingrid always beats me up."
"She is a big one," Lynn agreed. "But you feel so damn good after she works you over. Jake gives a pretty good rubdown and more." She smiled coyly. "Why don't you try him?"
"What do you mean, more?"
"What more could a woman want from a man, honey?" Lynn laughed. "His cock isn't all that big, but he uses it and his tongue quite well."
Cat looked aghast. "You mean you let him fuck you?"
"Now and then," Lynn replied. "Henry doesn't mind, and it's a nice way to finish off a hard workout."
Cat shook her head again. "No. I'm not interested. Bud would mind. Fucking his boss is bad enough. I don't need to add to my guilt."
"Then let Ingrid do you. She's got great hands and gives a better massage." Lynn looked at her watch. "I must run, honey. Meet me at Louie's tomorrow at twelve for lunch. We can get a little drunk on wine and have a long talk. Okay?"
"Okay," Cat said.
She sat at the table for a few minutes after Lynn left, then decided she might as well let Ingrid beat her up. Getting her muscles kneaded might help.
She walked purposefully down the hall and opened the door to Ingrid's room. "Ingrid, do you have time to do me?"
The big blonde flashed Cat a brilliant smile. "Of course. Undress and climb up on the table." Stick a homed Viking helmet on her head and the big blonde could pass for one of the nine Valkyries. Or sing the lead in a Wagner opera. Her well-muscled body stretched her white smock tight. At six feet and 175 pounds, she had the strength of many men. She had large hands for a woman, a feature that enhanced her chosen profession. Her forty-six inch breasts and equally large hips would look grotesque on a smaller woman. On Ingrid, they simply looked normal.
The first time Cat cranked her courage up enough to let Ingrid massage her, she had nearly regretted her decision. The woman had squeezed, kneaded, rubbed and pummeled her so vigorously, she thought she would be sore for a week. Surprisingly, she left feeling wonderful. Even Ingrid's touch, the first time another woman touched her intimately, had been a pleasing experience.
She undressed and stretched out on the table on her stomach. Ingrid put a small towel over her ass and set to work with skillful hands and a warm, scented oil. The massage had a soothing effect. So relaxing, she mellowed out and dozed off.
Ingrid paused for a moment. Cat asked that she 'do' her, a code the other women used when they wanted her to get them off. Cat hadn't used the expression before. Maybe she didn't know what she had asked for. Maybe she did. Ingrid shrugged. She could stand there all day trying to figure it out.
She patted Cat's bare bottom and said, "Turn over, dear."
Previously, Ingrid had done only Cat's backside. Her request didn't register in her conscious mind. She rolled over and drifted off again.
Ingrid took off her smock. Some of the women liked to play with her tits and pussy while she got them off. Others didn't. She always gave them the opportunity in any case. Thinking about making Cat cum excited her.
She picked up a small jar of cream that a chemist friend had concocted specifically for her. She once tried alum. It made the nipples stiff, but it also made her mouth pucker. She dipped up a small amount of the cream on her finger and carefully rubbed it into Cat's nipples. She gently pulled the thick buds as she worked the cream in. She smiled when they began to grow.
Cat stirred, but didn't wake. Ingrid stimulated the young blonde's tit buds until they stood way out from her heavy globes. She licked her lips in anticipation. She was a very oral person. Cocks felt good in her mouth. So did nipples and clits. If anyone ever asked which she liked most, she would have to say all of the above. She wasn't one to pass up pleasure, whatever the gender of the other person. Someone once told her that she was a hedonist. When she looked up the word in the dictionary, she agreed wholeheartedly. She didn't have much money, but she sure had fun! She began to lick Cat's luscious, hard nipples lightly.
The feel of Ingrid's tongue on her nipples slowly invaded Cat's brain. She thought Bud was trying to arouse her so he could fuck her before leaving for work. Then she realized that couldn't be. He hadn't fucked her before going to work in over a year.
She slowly opened her eyes-and saw an abundance of deeply tanned flesh. She turned her head to the side. A set of fully rounded hips and thighs blocked her view. She stared at a forest of dark blonde pussy hair. She blinked her eyes rapidly, and realized she was looking at Ingrid's naked body.
"Ingrid?" she whispered. Her mind screamed at her to get out of this weird place. Her mind shifted gears and she realized that Ingrid's tongue felt good. Her nipples were harder and more sensitive than ever before. "What are you doing?"
Ingrid lifted her head and said, "Ah, you're awake. Thought you were going to sleep right through it all." She moved to the foot of the table and started working on Cat's feet. Her eyes roved affectionately up and down the voluptuous nude body stretched out in front of her.
"Did you get the name Cat because you're a good pussy?" Ingrid asked.
"Uh, no," Cat stammered. "My name is Kitty and my eyes are green."
"Yeah, they are like a cat's eyes."
Cat fought with herself, trying to decide if she should scream or run. She decided to do neither. She didn't want to create a scene and call attention to herself. Maybe she had somehow given the masseuse the wrong impression. Ingrid's tongue on her nipples had made her pussy sopping wet. And her nipples were still standing up, fuller and longer than she could remember, tingling intensely.
"What did you do to my nipples?" she asked timidly.
"Put some special cream on them," Ingrid replied in her husky, sexy voice. "Do you like the way they feel?"
Cat grunted, afraid to speak. She closed her eyes and tried to relax again. But she wasn't going to drift off again, that was for sure!
"You're Lynn Baker's good friend, aren't you?"
"Uh huh." Cat answered, beginning to relax again under Ingrid's skilled hands.
"She's a fine lady. Lots of life in that one."
"That feels good. Didn't know my muscles were so tense."
"Yeah, a massage is good for what ails you. You're full of knots. You want the same treatment I give Lynn every time?"
"Uh, yeah, I guess so." Cat thought that was a safe enough answer.
Ingrid used a liberal amount of the soothing oil as she kneaded and massaged every muscle in Cat's legs, neck and arms. The initial pain that Cat felt gradually gave way to deep pleasure.
"You've got a fine body," Ingrid said softly, her hands gliding gently over Cat's body.
Cat relaxed completely, and forgot the uneasiness she felt when Ingrid licked her nipples. Ingrid's deft hands found every kink and knot in her muscles. She closed her eyes again and let her mind drift back into the warm, fuzzy cocoon of contentment. She could very quickly get addicted to such treatment.
Ingrid went to the side of the table and leaned over to reach Cat's arm. Cat became aware of something gently brushing her lips. She opened her eyes and looked at one of Ingrid's big tits swaying lazily in time with the movement of her body. Instinctively, her lips opened slightly and surrounded the thick, hard tit bud.
"Oh, yeah, you're ready now," Ingrid murmured. She pushed Cat's thighs apart and covered the blonde's cunt mound with one soft hand.
The touch electrified Cat, cut off the question she was going to ask. Her thighs automatically opened wider. She sighed profoundly and shuddered as two of Ingrid's fingers slipped into her pussy.
"Good," Ingrid said softly. "Your pussy is really wet." She used two fingers to spread the slick cunt juice up and down the gaping slit. "Nice pussy," she murmured. She put a finger on each side of Cat's clit.
A jolt of pleasure tore through Cat, silencing her unspoken objection. She clenched her teeth and tensed.
"Relax, honey," Ingrid said softly. "You are too tense to cum. Don't strain for it. Let it happen naturally. Relax, and let me get you off."
Cat took a deep breath and willed herself to relax and accept the unfamiliar touch. "Okay," she breathed. "Get me. I do need to cum. A hell of a lot!"
"Every woman needs to cum a hell of a lot," Ingrid laughed. She began to massage Cat's ultrasensitive clit and eased two fingers of her other hand into the blonde's drenched love hole.
Cat reacted immediately. Her body began to jerk and shake. She hadn't realized how much the massage had turned her on. She was going to cum! She wanted to prolong the wonderful sensations. Nothing could stop her orgasm at that point. Her hands began to flail the air, and one of them landed on Ingrid's hip.
Ingrid turned her hips and Cat's hand slid into the thick blonde muff of pussy hair. "It's okay to play with my pussy," she said. She opened her legs and made her crotch accessible to Cat's hand.
Cat didn't know what came over her. She slid her fingers between the fat lips of Ingrid's twat and began to rub her clit. Ingrid sighed with delight. Sometimes the women got her off, sometimes they didn't. Sometimes they jacked her off, sometimes she did a 69 with them. She never went home at night with unrequited passion.
Cat's legs began to quiver. Her body tensed. Ingrid knew it was only a matter of moments before the young woman popped her cork. She frigged Cat's clit rapidly and finger-fucked her hole faster. Cat began to hunch furiously on the masseuse's fingers. She arched her back and squealed loudly. She shuddered hard, then went limp and lay still, her eyes open wide, staring at the ceiling. Her fingers continued to automatically agitate Ingrid's clit.
Ingrid closed her eyes and shivered as a minor quake rippled through her body. She opened her eyes, looked at Cat, and smiled.
Cat broke the eye contact after a scant second and snatched her hand away from Ingrid's
CHAPTER SEVEN
Louie's was the best French bistro in town. Cat liked their marvelous onion soup and crusty bread. Lynn was waiting for her when she arrived.
"I wish I could get Bud to take some time off and have lunch with me here," Cat said as she sat down. "I like to come here for lunch and gorge myself on their onion soup."
"Hello," Lynn chuckled.
"Oh, I'm sorry," Cat said. "Hello. You can tell where my mind is."
"I'm here to listen, honey," Lynn replied. "Don't know if I can help, but at least I can listen. How about a cocktail?"
"Oh, I don't know. I usually drink wine, if I drink at all."
"We'll have wine with lunch. Can't eat onion soup and crusty bread without wine." Lynn signaled the waiter. "Bring us two of those great big, extra dry martinis." She said to Cat, "They're almost big enough to swim in.
"Are you trying to get me drunk and take advantage of me?" Cat meant it as an innocent quip. The moment she said it, she remembered her session with Ingrid the day before.
Lynn smiled coyly. "Did you take my suggestion and get a massage yesterday?"
"You knew what Ingrid was going to do, didn't you?"
Lynn arched one eyebrow. "What did she do?"
"She got me off," Cat said shyly.
"Tongue or fingers?" Lynn asked.
"Fingers. I had no idea she went both ways. She's never done anything in the past but give me a massage."
"Then you had to say or do something different to let her know you wanted her to jack you off."
Cat frowned, remembering. "I just asked her if she had time to do me," she said.
"Say the magic words and win a prize," Lynn laughed.
Cat frowned again, baffled this time. "What do you mean, the magic words?"
"Ask for a massage, that's all you get. Ask her to do you, she does."
"And I always ask for a massage," Cat said slowly. "I wondered why she assumed I wanted her to get me off. Now, I realize she wasn't assuming anything. I told her what to do, didn't I?"
"Yes. Did you cum?"
Cat blushed. "Yes " she said softly. "At first, I was too stunned to say anything. I've never done anything like that with another woman. Then it started to feel so damn good!"
"And you didn't care who was doing it to you," Lynn said, finishing the thought for Cat.
"Ingrid said she always does you. Do you do other things with women? You and Henry seem to have such a good marriage."
"One doesn't have anything to do with the other," Lynn said. "Henry knows I like women as much as he does. And he doesn't mind if I occasionally fuck other men. He knows he's first in my life."
Cat touched Lynn's arm. "You have such a beautiful tan," she said, deliberately changing the subject. "I love the color of your skin."
"So does Henry," Lynn laughed. "That's one of the advantages of living out in the country on a lake. I can sunbathe in the nude. You should try it."
"I would have the whole neighborhood in an uproar," Cat laughed. She took a sip of her martini. "Ooohhh, cold! I don't mean to be rude, but don't you feel guilty about fucking other men?"
"I wouldn't do it if I felt guilty," Lynn said. "If you feel guilty about fucking Bud's boss, you should stop."
"I can't," Cat said, barely above a whisper. "I don't get off with Bud any more, and I feel so incomplete unless a man gets me off."
"Maybe you have a different marriage license than I do," Lynn chuckled. "Mine doesn't have the fine print at the bottom."
"What fine print?"
"The part that says you become the property of your husband, honey. He can dictate your every thought and action and you must obey. Lots of women miss that part in their eagerness to snag a man to take care of them for the rest of their lives. That sounds pretty brutal, but it's the truth. Maybe it's time you reevaluated your relationship with Bud."
"These martinis are good," Cat said. She took another big drink of the potent libation. "I think I'm getting a little tipsy. If I have wine with lunch, I'll probably get drunk. You and Henry are swingers, aren't you?"
Lynn nodded. "Does that bother you?"
"No," Cat said firmly. "To tell you the truth, I think I would be tickled pink to be the entree at a sexual smorgasbord. Just once, at least." She finished her martini and signaled for a refill. "Bud would never go for swinging."
"Why? Would it bother him to watch another man fuck you?"
Cat shrugged. "Maybe, maybe not. He no longer has any interest in sex. I think he nails me every Saturday night out of some sense of obligation."
"How about you?"
"I don't know. I talk big, but I don't know if I could actually do it. I guess I'm skirting around the edges by carrying on an affair with Floyd. Taking the final step by actually attending a swinging party seems, well, so unconventional. Anyway, Bud's libido is lower than a snail's. I don't know how often snails mate, but I would guess not very often. I just don't know what to do, Lynn. Once a week isn't enough for me. Particularly when I don't even cum with him."
"Short of tying Bud down and fucking him until he gets the idea, there probably isn't much you can do," Lynn said. "I'm your friend, honey, and I'll always be here for you. I understand your situation. I've been there."
"Have you ever tied Henry down and fucked him?"
"Yeah, a few times, but only the light, playful stuff. I don't go for pain of any kind. Hell, I hate to go to the dentist. Does Bud give good head?"
"Not any more. Lately, only half of his brain works when it come to giving head. I get a lick and a promise, if I get anything at all. He doesn't even want me to suck his cock. How about Henry?"
"He gives excellent head. And he loves to get his cock sucked. You ready for another martini?"
"Ummm, I guess so. They're pretty good. Do you want to get me drunk?"
"Just tipsy and relaxed," Lynn laughed. "Tipsy women are easier to seduce." She motioned the waiter over and ordered another round of drinks. "Our waiter is into body building. Bet you a piece of ass he's got a little cock."
"Oh? How can you tell? And how do you prove you're right?"
"It would blow his mind if I asked him to show us his cock, wouldn't it? Usually, when a man spends a lot of time developing his other muscles, he's trying to make up for a lack in cock size. Tries to impress women with his body so they won't notice his teenie weenie."
"Does Henry have a teenie weenie?"
Lynn grinned and shook her head. "No, his cock is nearly as big around as my wrist. And when he slides the thing into me real slow, I swear it feels about a foot long. How does your Bud stack up?"
"Well, it isn't as big around as my wrist, but it's pretty thick and about eight or nines inches. I've never measured it." Cat giggled. "Not with a ruler, anyway. It's as long as I am deep, I know that for sure! He used to hit bottom all the time."
"Ain't it a kick in the ass when he does?" Lynn chortled. "Any cock that rocks the cradle is a good cock, whether it's thick or skinny." She called the waiter over and ordered lunch and wine.
Cat tried to look at his crotch without being obvious, wondering if Lynn was right about the size of his cock.
"Ever fucked a really humongous cock?" Lynn asked.
"Bud's is the biggest I've had," Cat said. "He stretches me pretty wide. Don't know if I can handle one any bigger. Floyd is smaller."
"Maybe Henry will show you his some day. Just so you have something new to think about. Isn't the soup good?"
"Delicious," Cat said with relish. "How did you and Henry get into swinging? Did it just happen, or did you plan it?"
"When Henry and I first married, I didn't know much about sex. I thought you had to do it under the covers, in the dark. Henry taught me to fuck, and that sex is fun. He wanted to swing because he knew our relationship would go stale if we only fucked each other. Still, the idea of swinging was the most outrageous thing I'd ever heard of. We almost split up over it.
"When I finally let him talk me into letting another man fuck me, it was nearly a disaster. I went to one bedroom with the man, and Henry went to another bedroom with the woman. The man fucked me, but I didn't do much for him. I was too tense and scared. I was just there. I just knew that Henry was going to hate me, or at least think less of me, because I let another man put his cock in me. The guy knew it was my first time, so he was patient. I still couldn't relax and get into it.
"He took me into the other bedroom and made me watch his wife ride Henry's cock. I guess they understood how I felt. They lay down by Henry and sucked, fucked and did just everything a man and woman can do together. She drained her husband, then went right to Henry and did the same things with him. I liked watching her with her own husband. When she went back to my husband, my eyes got a little green.
"While they were fucking, her husband started on me again. Before long, I had his cock in my mouth, sucking him for all I was worth. That was the turning point for me.
"Later, after we wore out both men, she went down on me and sucked my pussy better than any man ever had. Including Henry. She turned around and put her hairy slit on my lips before I knew what was happening. She rubbed her juicy hole all over my mouth and I lost it. I couldn't help myself. I stuck my tongue in her hot snatch and began lapping up her juice and all the cum the men had dumped in her. Then I started working on her clit. I had never done anything that felt more natural. I sucked Henry off and made him cum, so why not a woman?
"The men really got turned on watching me suck cunt the first time. They tore into us again, and nearly fucked us to exhaustion. Sometimes, I eat pussy because I know that Henry enjoys watching me do it. Sometimes, I just like the woman and to do it for the pleasure of making her cum. I don't always expect the other woman to suck my pussy, but I'm glad when she does."
"Once in a while, when Bud is fucking me and I know I won't cum, I wonder what it would be like to make it with another woman. When Ingrid touched my pussy, I thought about playing with a woman's pussy, and I came immediately. You're the only person I've ever told. Guess your martinis have loosened my tongue."
Lynn grinned. "Maybe you like me."
"I do." Cat smiled timidly. "Do you want to go home with me? I've got better wine than this
CHAPTER EIGHT
"Make yourself comfortable," Cat said as she closed the front door behind her. "I'll get a bottle of wine."
Lynn sat down and crossed her legs, making sure her skirt rode up and showed a lot of splendid thigh.
Cat went into the kitchen to get the wine. Her twat felt like a pool of water. The conversation at lunch touched her to the core. Talking about fucking always made her horny. She thought about Henry's cock, and her pussy gushed. Was it really as big as Lynn said? She would like to see it. Just take a look at it, so she could say she had seen a really big one.
She returned to the living room, served the wine, and sat down on the couch. "I think I've had enough," she said. "But I'll drink another glass, just to be sociable."
"You haven't had too much until you can't fuck."
Cat leaned back in the chair and closed her eyes to keep the room from spinning. "And nobody here to fuck," she quipped.
"Cat."
Cat raised her head and opened her eyes. Lynn stood a few feet away, stark naked, holding something in her hand.
"God, you're gorgeous," Cat said quietly. "Are you going to fuck me?
"Are you tipsy enough to let me fuck you, but not so much you won't enjoy it?"
"I suppose you'll give me the old line about breaking your heart if I don't let you," Cat said softly.
"I want to lick your pussy so badly I can almost taste it," Lynn said. "My tongue gets hard just thinking about it."
"What do you have in your hand?"
"A little toy we can have fun with." Lynn held up her hand. "I brought it along, just in case. Know how it's used?"
"With a cockhead on each end, I can guess. Is fucking another woman with a dildo your preference?"
"Oh, not by a long shot, honey! I like to get my tongue coated with her pussy juice and lick her clit until she can't stand it. This is just something to have fun with. We can use it or not. Your choice." Lynn tossed the dildo to Cat. "Here, feel it. See how smooth and soft it is."
Cat wrapped her fist around one end of the dildo and slid her hand up and down the pliant rubber as if jacking a cock. "Interesting," she muttered.
Lynn locked stares with Cat and said softly, "Are you going to turn me down?"
Cat let her eyes run slowly up and down Lynn's ravishing body, carefully assessing her abundant tits, her flaring hips, the forest of crisp brown hair crowning her mound.
Lynn didn't push Cat for an immediate decision. She knew her friend needed time to muster her courage. To help her along, she spread her legs so Cat could see her pussy and fluffed up her muff, She ran her hand over her pussy, pulling the lips open slightly.
Cat tossed the dildo on the couch and stood. She stopped less than a foot from her girlfriend and began to unbutton her blouse.
"Have you ever done anything with another woman?" Lynn asked, her voice low, trembling with excitement. "Besides Ingrid?"
"No," Cat replied, her voice trembling more than Lynn's, more with anxiety than excitement. Although she was also excited. "You get my cherry, darling. Your pussy will be the first one my tongue touches." She paused and breathed deeply. "I want to taste a pussy." She shrugged her blouse off her shoulders.
"Then you've never tasted pussy?"
"Only on my fingers when I jack off. Bud used to stick his cock in my mouth after he fucked me. He hasn't done that in a long time." She unfastened her skirt and let it fall to the floor. "I want to know what it's like to lick pussy. I think I might be bisexual. Some women attract me. You're so beautiful, and so fucking sexy, I can't resist the urge to find out with you."
"As long as you're doing it because you want to. You'll like doing it with me, darling. I can make you cum so good."
"I know. And I'll try to give you at least one good orgasm. You'll have to be patient with me, tell me what I should do."
Lynn chuckled. "Darling, everything will come naturally. A woman instinctively knows what to do. And believe me, if you lick my clit, I'll have more than one orgasm! I've got a hair trigger." She chuckled again. "It is pretty hairy, isn't it? Henry likes it that way."
"Like mine. I like my hairy pussy, so why shouldn't I like yours?"
Cat stood with her face close to Lynn's big mounds of tit flesh. She looked from one bulging nipple to the other. Tentatively, she stuck out her tongue and touched it to the tip of one hard nubbin.
Lynn pushed her tits out, inviting Cat's tongue and mouth. "Keep doing it, honey. I like to have my tits touched."
"Ummm, feels good," Cat murmured. "First time I've licked a woman's tits." She giggled. "First time I've ever touched another woman's tits!"
"Don't you ever lick your own nipples? They're big enough."
"Never entered my mind," Cat muttered. Quaking with the excitement building inside her, and from a bad case of nerves, she lifted a fleshy tit with both hands and surrounded the taut nipple with soft lips. The sumptuous teat felt like the tip of a little finger in her mouth. She wiggled her lips around the bud, then began to suck gently. The nipple felt a little stiffer, a little bigger. She flicked her tongue over the stiff tip. She tightened her lips and began to suck harder as she teased the turgid bud with the tip of her tongue.
"Ummmmmm, yes, darling," Lynn breathed. "I like it. Makes me tingle all over. Makes my pussy wet, too."
Cat released the nipple and said, "Mine turned into a flood at lunch. You'll have to be careful when you go down on me. I might drown you."
"I'll hold my breath," Lynn giggled.
Cat treated Lynn's other tit to the same tender loving, then tilted her head back and looked up at her girlfriend's beautiful face. "I've never felt this way about a woman. You're right. It is so natural. I think I could get to like making love to a woman."
"I hope you do!" Lynn kissed Cat lightly on the lips and hefted one of her big tits. "Monster tits," she said softly. "Magnificent monster tits. Not often I get to play with tits bigger than mine. Yours really turn me on."
"Do you play with tits very often?"
"Yes, as often as I can. I think I like tits as much as Henry does." She hefted both of Cat's tits and rubbed her palms over them. Then she tickled the nipples with her thumbs.
Cat imitated Lynn, raptly watching her hands coast over the brunette's spherical mammary mounds. Lynn bent her knees and rubbed their tumid nipples together. Both women held the other's tits as their nipples met and caressed.
"Playing with your tits is exciting," Cat said. She sucked both of Lynn's nipples. "Sucking your tits is a real turn-on."
"Darling, if you think sucking tit is a turn-on, wait until you suck pussy!"
"We're going to do all kinds of wild things, aren't we?" Cat whispered, eagerly looking forward to the titillating adventure.
"Oh, my, yes, darling! Everything! Suck tit, lick clit, rub pussies, fuck, whatever we can think of! Does that excite you?"
"Just feel my pussy and find out for yourself." Lynn ran her hand lightly over Cat's hairy mound. "Love your silky bush," she whispered.
"Put your finger in my hole!" Cat moaned. "I'm so fucking hot, I'm about to explode!"
Cat put her hand in Lynn's crotch and played with her crisp curls, comparing Lynn's bush to her own. She gasped when Lynn slipped a finger into the top of her slit and tickled her clit.
"We're going to cum until we're exhausted," Lynn said softly. "You are multi-orgasmic, aren't you?"
"Oh, darling, I cum very easily," Cat replied. "And when I start cumming, I go off like a fucking machine gun, rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat!"
Lynn put her hands on Cat's lush hips and sank to her knees. "I think I'll just find out." Her brown eyes gleamed with lust as she stared at the blonde's pussy.
Cat looked down at her girlfriend, breathing hard, nearly panting. She trembled all over with excitement. Lynn's velvety touch stoked the fire of lust in her cunt. For only the second time in her life, another woman was going to touch her pussy. With her tongue! And this time, she was going to participate fully, eagerly, and lick pussy in return!
"Do you like my pussy?"
"I love it, darling."
Lynn leaned forward and rubbed her nose through the tangle of soft blonde curls. She pushed Cat's legs apart and gazed into the succulent crack. She ran the tip of one finger up and down the long wet gash, making the lips gape open a little more.
"Such a long, luscious Slit. I love it. Some women have a short, narrow gash. Yours is so alluring." Lynn kissed the hairy crack tenderly. "Let's fuck right here on the floor. I can't wait to have you."
Cat melted to the floor and stretched out on her back. Her legs flew open automatically. She put both hands in her crotch and pulled her snatch wide open. "Showing you my pussy makes me feel so feminine," she whispered.
Lynn gazed amorously at the blonde-furred twat, then bent down and kissed it again. Her tongue traveled the length of the slit, carefully avoiding Cat's swollen clit. She couldn't take the time to suck her off now. She had to fuck her sexy girlfriend. Her own climax lurked just under the surface, demanding attention.
Cat's eyes followed Lynn eagerly as the brunette got the double-dong. She lifted her head and watched raptly as Lynn slid one end of the rubber dick into her own soggy sex sheath.
"You look so fucking sexy with a big cock dangling between your beautiful thighs, darling," Cat murmured.
"You should see me wearing my big strap-on dildo."
"That thing looks so fucking big," Cat muttered in awe. "I hope my pussy will stretch that much."
"It's about the size of my darling Henry's cock, darling. Your cunt will hold it. It had better, if you want to fuck him."
Carried away with eroticism, Cat whispered, "Oh, fuck, darling, this is so fucking exciting! Are you really going to let me fuck Henry?"
"Oh, darling, when I tell him that I fucked you, I wouldn't dare try to stop him!"
Lynn held the end of the artificial cock in one hand and aimed it at Cat's hairy slit. Cat would never forget the exhilarating sight-her breathtaking girlfriend, with her stunning tits sticking out from her chest, and the big eye-catching fake prick sticking out between her shapely thighs.
"I'm so fucking hot for you, baby," Lynn said. She parted the moist blonde curls over Cat's tight hole with the tip of the cock. She dragged it up and down the hot slit a few times to prepare it, then pushed the head into the slick box. "I need to fuck you so badly."
"Oh, yes, darling!" Cat moaned softly. "Fuck me with your gorgeous cock and I'll cum for you." In her fervent mind, Lynn became a gorgeous, deeply tanned man with a golden rod. She was so eager to have the imposing cock up her cunt, plundering her depths, stretching her more than Bud could ever stretch her. "Oh, fuck, baby, I'm already about to cum!"
The thick bulb on the end of the fake prick curled Cat's cunt lips inward as it drove into her steamy slit. Lynn felt the pressure in her own cunt as her end of the dildo bored deeper into her greedy channel. She had to push hard to get the other end up Cat's cunt.
"Your cunt is so tight, darling," Lynn grunted. "So hot and tight. Just as I knew it would be. I've waited so long to fuck you. Now I'm going to fuck you until you beg for mercy. We're going to cum and cum, then cum some more. You want that, don't you? Want me to fuck you silly?" Lynn sounded like a horny man, not a tantalizing woman with a rubber prick stuck between her legs. She also acted like a man, slowly feeding the dildo into the blonde's greasy love tunnel.
"Yes!" Cat wailed. "Oh, yes! Fuck me good! Give me your cock! I need to cum so badly, darling! Make me cum before I go crazy with need."
"You got it, darling! Here it is!"
Lynn drove her prick slowly, relentlessly, between the blonde-haired cunt lips, into the blonde's slobbering sex channel. She leaned over and rubbed her rigid tit tips against Cat's fat nipples as she continued to hump her ass gently and force the full length of her prick into the blonde's cunt.
Cat gasped, both from the electrifying feel of their nipples caressing and the big rubber dick filling her greedy hole. "Oh, fuck, darling, your cock feels so fucking good," she moaned.
Lynn buried her cock to the hilt in the impetuous blonde's tight twat. Then she began to rotate her ass in deliberate, cunt-stretching circles. Her ass rose and fell rhythmically, screwing her cock in and out of the expanded cunt in a tan blur.
"Oooooo! Ohhhhh! Ahhhhhh!" Cat groaned. Her legs flew up and coiled around Lynn's shapely body. She began to hump her ass robustly, thrusting back at her fucker as Lynn hammered her cunt aggressively. "Fuck me, darling! Oh, God, yes, fuck me!"
Cat's sizzling snatch began to open wider as it grew accustomed to the size of Lynn's thrusting tool. This was the way to fuck! A thin patina of sweat covered her heaving body. Juice poured from her saturated cunthole by the cupful, easing the way for her fucker's plundering pussy-pleaser.
Inspired by her enthusiastic girlfriend's licentious response, Lynn thrust her cock up Cat's cunt until the tip began to pummel the blonde's womb. Rocking the cradle, she called it. And rock it she did! The end of the cock up her own cunt also had an emphatic impact on her. An intense, pre-orgasmic blush permeated her upper body. The orgasm lurking just beneath the surface began to take hold. She sucked and bit Cat's nipples and began to buck faster and faster in Cat's saddle.
The squishy sound of the cock delving into both cunts overshadowed their moans and groans. Lynn's big tits swayed and shook and danced under her chest as she drove her cock vigorously into Cat's meaty cunt.
Cat's bigger tits jiggled and bounced and shimmied as she jerked her hips ebulliently, throwing her cunt up to receive Lynn's pounding prick, fucking back at her brunette girlfriend with her whole body. She grabbed Lynn's dangling tits and began to caress them with both hands as her sexual delirium increased.
Both women whined and squealed with pleasure, doing a horizontal bump and grind, striving to reach the peak of passion together.
Cat's eyes glazed over as her orgasm started.
Her movements became tumultuous. She tightened her legs around Lynn's waist and drove the head of the cock all the way to the mouth of her womb as her orgasm grew to mind-bending intensity.
Lynn's sex gun fired mightily an instant later. She glued her mouth to Cat's and thrust her tongue down the blonde's throat, duplicating the rhythm of her prick plunging into Cat's snatch.
They thrashed and moaned and groaned and fucked each other and came together with expressive delight. They glowed with pleasure as their passion subsided into the lassitude of post-orgasmic contentment.
Lynn gave Cat one last tip-to-root thrust of her long prick and lay on top of her. They snuggled with the rubber rod buried to the hilt in both cunts, binding their crotches together. Lynn wrapped her arms around the provocative blonde, hugged her amorously and rolled over to put her on top.
CHAPTER NINE
"Oh, darling, what a great fuck!" Cat sighed. "If you came as hard as I did, you really got off. I'm afraid I lost my head when I started cumming."
"I most certainly did, darling," Lynn whispered. "I'm glad you enjoyed it. I wanted you to cum hard. A satisfied lover usually comes back for more."
"I'm glad we did it. You've fucked a lot of women, haven't you? I heard those women talking at the gym, and I know they're your friends."
"Yes, I would say quite a few," Lynn replied. "And anyone who fucks me has to lick my pussy." Cat giggled. "Guess that tells me what comes next! Do you and your friends go to the gym to work out or get it on with other women?"
"Both!" Lynn laughed with mirth. "Most of them are married, and their husbands don't understand or accept the duality of their sexual nature. No better place to find an amenable partner than in a bunch of women running around naked. Some women shed their inhibitions when they shed their , clothes, especially in a group. Carmen and Judy, for example, go both ways whenever and wherever the opportunity presents itself. Alice doesn't. She gets it on with girls only at the gym. She would like to swing, but her husband won't hear of it."
"I understand her situation," Cat said wryly. "Bud would go ballistic if I suggested it to him."
"Are you sure? Have you talked to him about it?"
"I haven't even hinted at it!" Cat exclaimed. "Any man who thinks about sex so little that he has to stoop to giving his wife a mercy fuck on Saturday night isn't the kind to get into the swinging scene."
"You never know," Lynn said.
"It's fun going both ways, isn't it?" Cat asked.
"Yes, being bisexual has its rewards. In my case, it also has its drawbacks. After I make it with a woman, I simply must fuck a man. A subconscious quirk, I guess, to prove that I'm not a closet lesbian. Henry is going to get one hell of a workout tonight!"
"Is it hard to find other women who go both ways? I'm not interested in fucking a lesbian. I know some of the women at the gym go both ways, but what about other women?"
Lynn chuckled. "I haven't done a survey, darling, but I don't have any trouble finding women. Guess you just have to learn to recognize the signs."
"What signs?"
"Well, take yourself, for instance. The way you touched my arm at lunch told me you were ready. Women touch each other, kiss each other on the cheek, hold hands, that sort of thing, but it isn't sexual. When you touched my arm and said you loved the color and feel of my skin, it was intimate, erotic."
"Yeah, I was ready to fuck you. Ingrid said she always gives you her special treatment, so I was pretty sure you went both ways. How do I tell about women I don't know so well?"
"Hmmm, well, there are several things I look for. Let's say a woman gives Henry the eye and I invite her to join us for fun and games. If she agrees, I know she's a good prospect. Maybe she isn't bisexual, or doesn't know she is. If she's willing to join us, chances are she'll go for a little clit-licking.
"Any woman who says her man doesn't take care of her is a good prospect. A woman who drops a hint that your man turns her on is a good prospect. Any woman who asks if your man is good in bed is a likely prospect. If she likes to get her clit licked and bitches she can't find anyone who does it right, she's a good prospect."
"Damn, that covers just about every woman in the world!" Cat said with a laugh.
"Lust does funny things to women, darling," Lynn said. "They'll do things they wouldn't ordinarily even think about. And, if they do it once, they'll probably do it again. There are more bisexual women, and latent bisexual women, out there than you think. Once you get a woman to join you and your man, you might have to let the situation develop on its own. If you're patient, you can get your tongue in her pussy, and her tongue in yours. Any woman who agrees to a threesome with a guy and girl knows there is going to be intimate contact between her and the other woman. Watching another woman fuck stirs her libido in odd ways. She becomes competitive, and one thing leads to another. She has to show the other woman that she's a good fuck. Then she might get the idea that she has to show the man she can satisfy a woman as well as he can. She knows that she might find her tongue in the other woman's pussy. Maybe only in the back of her mind, but she has to know the chances are good it will happen. If the women don't fall into it naturally, the man will push them into it. Men love to watch women lick clit."
"Suppose a woman loves to suck cock and her husband won't let her. Are the chances pretty good she'll accept if you offer to let her suck your husband's cock? Will she let you watch her do it? And, if she does, will she let you watch her fuck him?"
Lynn wiggled her hips, reminding Cat the dildo still connected them at the pussy. "Most likely yes to all of your questions," she laughed. "What do you have in mind? Are you thinking of trying to get Bud to agree to a threesome?"
Cat squirmed on the dildo and sighed. "Well, not exactly. Maybe I'm just asking for my own information."
"And maybe you're trying to tell me that you'd like to suck Henry's cock," Lynn chuckled. "Well, I already know that, darling. I can offer you something better. Can you get away this weekend? Henry and I would love to have you. Pun intended."
"Yeah, I can get away. Bud is going fishing with some of his buddies. They're leaving early Saturday morning and coming back Monday night."
"I'll pick you up Saturday morning," Lynn said.
Cat hugged Lynn, squirmed on top of her, and rubbed their tits together. "Your body is so luxurious," she murmured. "I like the way a man's body feels, but I like this, too."
She ran her hands over her girlfriend's body and shivered. She rolled halfway onto her side, put her hand between Lynn's legs and touched another woman's pussy for the first time. She shivered again as her fingers played in the thick brown curls and over the puffy pussy lips stretched around the dildo.
"Wait, darling," Lynn whispered. She extracted the dildo, giving Cat better access to her hairy garden. "There, now you can play in it."
"Do you want me to lick your clit?" Cat teased.
"Oh, darling, what a silly question!" Lynn cackled.
Cat ran her hands along the inside of Lynn's thighs. The feel of the velvety skin, the sensual experience of touching another woman intimately delighted her. Lynn rolled onto her back and spread her legs wide, completely exposing her pussy. She curled her crotch up, silently inviting Cat to explore and sample the hairy grotto to her heart's content.
Cat's eyes sparkled with excitement as she lay on her stomach between the splendid ivory legs, with her face above Lynn's prominent, moss-covered mound. Looking at her own snatch in a mirror didn't compare to looking at another woman's pussy up close. The fleshy lips, pretty pink interior and furry covering enchanted her.
Gently, she spread the swollen lips of Lynn's pussy and murmured affectionately as she gazed avidly at every detail of the gaping gash. She touched it all over with the tips of her fingers. She tenderly tugged the inner lips out as far as they would go and licked them. She ran the tip of her finger up and down the juicy crack. She caressed the extra large hood over Lynn's formidable clit, and finally eased her finger into the tight, soggy hole.
"Your pussy is gorgeous," Cat said breathlessly. She glanced up, across the deeply tanned expanse of Lynn's belly. "Your whole body is beautiful. Just like burnished copper."
Cat kissed Lynn's pussy. The musky, fragrant aroma penetrated her nostrils, permeated her senses, made her feel totally unrestrained and wanton and audacious. The tantalizing twat looked like the petals of a delicate blossom.
The thought of tasting a pussy, of tasting this particular sensual woman's pussy, was terribly exciting. Licentious sensations consumed her. She kissed the puffy pussy lips, lightly at first, then with greater hunger. Her long blonde hair hung down and brushed over Lynn's upper thighs. On an impulse, she grasped one of her tits and squeezed the big mound to make her nipple stand way out. She lifted her head and rubbed her rigid tit bud over Lynn's clit.
"Oooooo!" Lynn whimpered.
Lynn's love button popped out of its hood, quivering with anticipation. Chuckling to herself, Cat teased the woman's clit with her milk bud for a few minutes, then glued her mouth to the weeping slit. She stuck her tongue into the bottom of the gash, flattened it, and dragged it along the thick-lipped crack.
"Ahhhhhh, yessssss!" Lynn moaned.
Lynn put her hands behind Cat's head and tangled her fingers in her silky blonde hair. She pulled Cat's mouth tighter to her pussy.
Cat plunged her tongue into the brunette's humid hole. She hummed with rapture as the warm, slick flesh enveloped her tongue. She had never tasted anything like the flavorful tidbit, even when she licked her own juice from her fingers. The taste hooked her instantly. She began to love Lynn's pussy the way she liked her own pussy loved.
Lynn untangled her fingers from Cat's hair and patted her on the head. "Turn around, darling. Let me lick your pussy."
Cat lifted her head and grinned. "Delicious pussy," she giggled. "I love it!"
She whirled around and straddled Lynn's head. She spread Lynn's fat cunt lips with her fingers and gazed into the open gash for a moment. She licked her lips in anticipation and stuck her head between the brunette's splayed thighs again. She plunged her tongue into the mass of juicy, aromatic flesh. The luxuriant brown curls tickled her lips and cheeks.
Lynn pulled Cat's ass down and closed her lips over the blonde-haired cunt. Her tongue slid in. Cat sighed. Lynn's oral skill filled her with boundless, unsurpassed rapture. Lynn's touch was softer, yet more demanding than a man's. She knew just where to find the good spots and wielded her tongue to deliver the most gratification.
Cat immediately realized that Lynn's pussy pleasing skills were superior to a man's. And why not? It seemed perfectly logical that one woman would know precisely how to satisfy another woman.
They clung together amorously, nursing greedily at each other's succulent sex fountains, eagerly drinking each other's savory sex sauce. Lynn's pussy-licking skill kept Cat teetering on the edge of completion until her own orgasm started. The instant Lynn's sex gun began to fire, she quickened her clit-licking and brought Cat off with her.
Cat's orgasm was a sense-shattering, profoundly pleasing, extraordinary experience. She came, tapered off, then came again. She slid down from the glorious crest, immediately soared far above her previous carnal crescendo and came once more. The explosive sensations became a long, nerve-jangling chain, one orgasm rushing over the other, driving her nearly mad with abandoned excitement.
Immensely pleased with herself, Cat intensified her delightful licking of Lynn's pussy. She brought her love partner off each time her own passions peaked, giving her girlfriend a series of profoundly satisfying orgasms.
Each woman floated in her own cloud of eroticism, her orgasm going on and on, with no end in sight. They slowly drove each other nearly berserk with passion.
Cat reached the point where she couldn't cum again if her life depended on it. She rolled off Lynn and flopped onto her back. Her body trembled and twitched in labored spasms. Her mind whirled with exhilaration. Her nerves felt as if they were frayed from her toes to the top of her head.
"God, how wonderful!" Cat whispered. "What a glorious fucking way to cum!"
Lynn chortled deep in her throat. "You can say that again! I certainly couldn't tell you have never eaten pussy. The way you went at me was outstanding!"
"Well, I know how I want my pussy eaten, so I just let desire be my guide," Cat said. "I think my tongue knew exactly what to do."
"So, how do you like to suck pussy?"
"Oh, I love it!" Cat exclaimed. "I don't know why I waited so long to try it. Everything was so natural."
"It always been natural for me, too. I'm glad you brought me home and let me fuck you."
"I'm looking forward to this weekend," Cat said. "I just hope I can suck and fuck Henry the way he likes."
"Oh, you will, darling!" Lynn laughed. "You're so damned sexy. And you were made to fuck. He'll love you. Be careful the first time you suck him off. I don't know what you're used to with Bud, but Henry usually gives me a big load."
"I don't know what I'm used to with Bud, either," Cat said ruefully. "I haven't sucked him off in ages."
"Would you like to cum again?" Lynn asked. "Now who's asking silly questions?" Cat giggled. "What are we going to do this time?"
CHAPTER TEN
Lynn got on her knees between Cat's legs. "Oh, I thought I would girl-fuck you," she said, grinning happily. She mashed her tits into Cat's hefty mounds and began to squirm vigorously. "Going to rub our pussies together and get your sex gun off again."
"It's reloaded and ready to fire, darling! Go to it! I assume yours will fire again, too."
"Does my pussy have brown hair around it, darling?"
"Last time I looked it did. Scads of thick brown hair covering a delicious cunt. So sweet and juicy, I could suck it all day."
"Don't make promises you don't intend to keep," Lynn warned. She put Cat's leg over her shoulder and slid into the brunette's crotch. "Open the lips of your pussy, like this."
Lynn reached down with both hands and pulled the lips of her hot twat apart, baring her clit. Cat quickly spread her gash open. Lynn moved her ass down, mashing their nether lips together, cunt against cunt. Cat felt wonderful thrills shoot through her. Lynn wiggled and moved up a little further. Cat felt their stiff clits bang together and gasped. Fiery thrills raced from her crotch. Goose bumps popped up all over her body.
"Oh, fuck, baby!" Cat hissed. "Everything we do feels so fucking good!"
"Wiggle your ass, darling," Lynn grunted. "Keep your clit on mine. Pretend you're fucking."
"I am fucking!" Cat panted as she began to wiggle and hump her ass. "Oh, this is so nice!" she whispered. "Everything is so wonderful. I think I've died and gone to heaven."
"Then prepare yourself for a lot of travel," Lynn teased. "This isn't the last time you'll take the trip."
"Oh, I hope not!" Cat exclaimed.
They immediately found their rhythm and their asses began to twist and grind. Cat grabbed one of Lynn's long shapely legs and pulled as hard as she could, increasing the friction between their twats. And increasing her pleasure.
"Come on, baby!" Lynn panted. "Hump that pretty ass! Wiggle your cunt against mine. Ooohhh, you've got a great saddle, baby. Love the feel of your big, hard clitty. Like a little spike sticking up there so proudly."
Lynn's words burned into Cat's mind and spurred her to greater effort. "Yours is bigger," she panted. "I love the way our cunt lips feel rubbing together." She hunched hard and gasped. She began to breath hard as her passions mounting toward a delicious release once more. Even on the wildest days of her honeymoon, she had never cum so much at one time. "God, I love to fuck this way."
"Women can do a lot of things to each other," Lynn murmured.
"You're so beautiful, darling. Going to cum soon."
"Then cum, darling. Let it all out. Hump your ass, darling! Get it!" Lynn hissed, then gasped. "Oh, fuck! I'm getting close already!"
"I'm already there!!" Cat wailed. "Oh, fuck, baby, get me off! I love to cum!"
"Cum, baby, cum!" Lynn shouted. "Cum hard for me! Come on, baby, let's cum together! God, I love to make you cum and watch your beautiful face when you do."
"It's here, Lynn! It's here! Ooohhh, fuck me! Cum with me! I'm cumming!"
Brown-haired snatch rubbed rambunctiously against blonde-haired snatch. Four fleshy cunt lips scrubbed together. Fires of sexual excitement spread from their loins to every part of both bodies.
They humped and bucked their shapely asses with lewd abandon. Loud, squishy sounds and the musky aroma of overheated, passionate pussy filled the air as the women thrashed together.
"Now!" Cat wailed. She began to hump harder, then started screaming and her body went wild.
Their orgasms seized them simultaneously. Screaming and yelling and panting, they gave verbal vent to their intense physical pleasure as their cunts gave them carnal satisfaction.
Passion juice poured from both pussies, keeping the fur-covered boxes well-lubricated. Pussy sap oozed down the crack of Cat's ass. Her full attention concentrated on her spasming snatch, she didn't notice the trickling dribble.
Cat's climax began to taper off. Then another orgasm roared out of her cunt, deeper and more powerful than the first. She stared lovingly into Lynn's eyes, her face registering her utter surprise at the remarkable turn of events.
"My God, Lynn, I'm cumming again!" she yelled. "I'm cumming!"
"Of course you are, darling. Enjoy it."
Cat did. This time, she had to struggle just to breathe. Her mouth hung open, but no sound came out. Her breath hissed as she fought to keep her sanity. She peaked, ebbed, then started cumming again. Again, she peaked and ebbed. Then she held her breath expectantly, waiting to see if another orgasm would start. When it didn't, she relaxed, but kept her pussy against Lynn's, her hips moving around slowly.
"My clit is so sensitive," Cat mumbled. "Please don't make me cum again."
"Right now, you mean," Lynn laughed. She got up and got two glasses of wine. "Here you go, darling. Drink up and get your strength back."
"You've got a funny look in your eye," Cat said. "What are you up to now?"
Lynn grinned and took a medium-sized vibrator from her handbag. "Sit on the couch, darling," she said.
"Now I see why you carry such a large handbag."
"A girl has to carry her toys somewhere, darling. Never leave home without them. Never know when a sexy girl is going to invite you home to fuck her."
She sat on the couch by Cat, turned on the vibrator, and touched the tip to the blonde's pussy.
"Oh, God!" Cat whispered. Her legs flew open of their own accord. She couldn't help herself. She still had a strong desire to cum.
"You're going to kill me."
"Like hell I am!" Lynn exclaimed. She slid the tip of the vibrator into Cat's sopping cunthole. "Fucking you is too much fun."
Lynn began to fuck Cat with the humming vibrator. She used a delightful in and out motion, adding a twist of the wrist at the top and bottom of each penetration and withdrawal.
"God, that feels good," Cat sighed.
"Let's try this," Lynn said softly. She withdrew the vibrator and moved it up to Cat's chest. She cradled the blonde in her arm and held the tip of the tool just above one of her stiff nipples.
Cat watched as the vibrator moved closer to her tit, fascinated by the whole affair. When the tool touched her distended nipple, her body twitched and she sighed deeply. It felt as if an electric finger was tracing the cone-shaped end of her tit.
"Ummm," she sighed. "That feels good, too."
Lynn pulled Cat's cheek up against her tit. "I know lots of ways to make you feel good, darling." She moved the vibrator down Cat's body, back into her crotch.
When the end of the vibrator met the lips of Cat's pussy again, she sighed and went limp in Lynn's arms, surrendering her body.
Lynn resumed her smooth, wrist-twisting motion in and out of the blonde-haired cunt. Cat ooohhhed and aaahhhed over and over as Lynn worked on her pussy.
"I can't hold you and reach your clit, darling," Lynn said. "You'll have to do it."
Cat acted as if she had been hypnotized. Whatever Lynn suggested, she did. Her hand went immediately to her crotch. She slid her middle finger into the top of her slit and began to massage her clit. Lynn continued to pump the vibrator in and out of her sopping cunthole. Cat's tongue slid out and tickled along the side of Lynn's tit. Lynn turned and pressed her nipple against Cat's lips. The hot blonde took the stiff nub into her mouth and began to suck lovingly.
"You're going to cum now," Lynn whispered.
"I'm going to cum now," Cat repeated. "Everything feels so good, Lynn. My pussy feels so good. My clit feels so good. I'm going to cum with my pussy so full and my clit feeling so good."
Cat's body began to writhe. She thrust her hips up, lifting her ass off the couch and chasing the vibrator with her pussy. She caught the tool and drove it into her cunt. Her fingers strummed an erotic tune on her burning clit. She took Lynn's nipple back into her mouth and sucked it hard as she climax arrived. She opened her mouth to scream and Lynn pushed more tit into her mouth.
Cat's orgasm played itself out and her hand fell away from her pussy. Lynn pulled the vibrator out of her cunt and applied the tip of the buzzer to her clit. Her body began to buck and twist again.
"Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God!" Cat wailed.
Lynn held the buzzing tool against Cat's clit until her body suddenly went limp. She took the vibrator away, leaned over and kissed the sweet blonde pussy amorously.
"Do you like to suck my tit?" she asked.
"I love it," Cat whispered. She put her arms around Lynn and started fondling her tits. "And I'm going to do it some more. I just might get you off with your little toy."
"It's going to be a long afternoon," Lynn chuckled.
"Barely long enough," Cat replied with a big grin.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Lynn and Henry lived in a large three-bedroom house on the edge of a lake. Their property bordered a large national forest that offered miles of nature trails and sylvan settings.
"Beautiful," Cat said softly as she drank in the scenery. "So peaceful."
"We enjoy it," Lynn said. "Henry bought a powerboat last month. Do you like to water ski?"
"I love it. I learned on our honeymoon. Haven't had a chance to do it much since then. Every time I come out here, I wish I could get Bud to move out of town. I would love to live in a place like this."
"Why does he want to stay in town?" Lynn asked. "The commute from here to his job doesn't take any longer than from where you live now."
Cat laughed nervously. "I haven't talked to him about it. I just assumed he wouldn't agree."
"Allow me to get on my soapbox for a moment," Lynn said. "You can't assume anything. If you don't talk to Bud, how is he supposed to know how you feel, or what you want?"
Cat shrugged. "We used to talk. Since our sex life went to hell, we don't seem to do anything together any more."
"Bud won't be back until Monday night. Why don't you spend the weekend with Henry and me? We can walk in the woods, swim, water ski, whatever suits us."
"I would love to," Cat said. "The change might do me good. I thought I would just spend the day, so I didn't bring any clothes."
"Who needs clothes?" Lynn said with a laugh. "We'll spend most of our time in bathing suits or naked. We can lie on the dock and sunbathe."
"What if someone comes by in a boat?"
"Oh, I just wave to them," Lynn said. "If there is a woman in the boat, I get a charge out of her reaction. Sometimes, she'll wave and laugh. Most of the time, she tells the man not to look and makes him speed up."
"I can't imagine why," Cat said dryly. "I don't know about running around naked in front of a man. How am I supposed to act?"
"Like the sexy woman you are," Lynn said. "Henry won't mind? I don't want to offend him."
"Are you kidding? I like to be naked, and Henry loves it. I think you're worried more about your own reaction than Henry's. You don't need to be shy or feel self-conscious. You know he wants to fuck you, and you said you want to fuck him. I thought that's why you accepted my invitation."
"Well, yeah, but now that the moment of truth has arrived, I guess I'm having second thoughts."
"I thought you might," Lynn said. "Why do you think I picked you up? I'm not going to take you home until Monday, and taxis don't come out here."
"So, I'm stuck, huh?"
"You're going to get stuck in more ways than one, darling!" Lynn laughed. "Once you get over your jitters, everything will be just fine. Henry is making a picnic lunch. I thought we'd start the weekend with a walk in the woods and eat under the trees. How does that sound?"
"Pleasant," Cat said with a smile. "At least it will take the pressure off."
Henry met them at the door with a big smile and a kiss for his wife. "Hello, Kitty Cat," he said. He gave her a big hug and a wet smooch on the lips.
Cat reacted instinctively and opened her mouth to admit his tongue. She felt the impact of the kiss all the way down to her toes.
"Wow!" she murmured. "Hello, Henry. Lynn asked me to stay the weekend. I hope you don't mind."
He laughed heartily. "Dear lady, that's just about the understatement of the year! My wife didn't keep any secrets from you, did she?"
Cat blushed and said softly, "No."
"Good. Now, why don't we take a stroll in the woods and have lunch with Mother Nature?"
"You two go ahead," Lynn said. "I have to make a couple of phone calls. I'll catch up with you."
Cat gave Lynn a smile and mouthed, "Thank you." She suspected that Henry intended to get the ball rolling without delay. She didn't know how she felt about fucking him the first time in front of his wife.
Henry gave his wife a knowing wink and gathered up the picnic basket and a blanket. He took Cat's hand and led her into the forest.
"I love to be outdoors in the summer," Cat said. "Everything smells so fresh." She looked all around and up, admiring the serene setting.
Henry squeezed her hand and said, "You fit right in. I'm glad you're going to stay a couple of days."
"Where are we going?" she asked.
"A little place back in the woods. Near a stream. You'll like it."
Her jitters suddenly gone, her emotions stirred. She looked forward to fucking her best friend's husband. Whatever he had in the wicker basket could wait. She wanted his cock more than she wanted food. She strode along with him, hand-in-hand, her body trembling, her mind a mixed bag of tumultuous emotions.
They stopped in a small clearing. She paused and listened to the babbling brook and singing birds. He set the basket down, unfolded the blanket and spread it out.
"Well?" he said. "Do you like it?"
She let go of his hand and turned in a complete circle, surveying the pastoral setting. "Ideal," she breathed. "Secluded from the entire world. Beautiful."
"So are you," he said, devouring her lush body with his eyes.
She smiled hotly at him. Her pink tongue caressed her full, sensuous mouth. "Thank you. I got cold feet on the way out here."
"Evidently, they didn't stay cold very long," he teased.
"Your scheming wife said she wouldn't take me home until Monday, so I decided to relax and enjoy myself. I've never known anyone like you and Lynn. You two are unique."
He read the signs in her eyes, as only an authentic cocksman can. "Not among our friends. You'll meet some of them soon."
Dominated by passion, she went into his strong arms. She rubbed her hot, lush body against his. She felt his cock prodding her belly. She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him. She covered his face, neck and mouth with hot, wet kisses. She plunged her tongue deep into his mouth, exploring impetuously. Her hands roamed freely over his body, feeling him. Just touching him thrilled her. His cock felt so strong and demanding against her belly. She could imagine how it would feel in her cunt.
He cupped the cheeks of her ass and kneaded her firm buttocks. "God, you are hot!" he groaned. He held her close, feeling her body tremble, feeling her solid tits mashed into his chest. "I want to fuck you so badly."
She gasped and shivered. His words thrilled her. She sighed aloud, content to let him set the pace. She tilted her head back and smiled dreamily. "I want you to fuck me," she whispered.
His groin felt tight. His hard cock ached. He ran his hands over her tits, stroking the magnificent mounds through her blouse. "No bra," he breathed.
"No panties, either," she gasped.
"I've wanted you ever since I met you," he murmured. "Why has it taken you so long to come to me?"
"Don't know," she muttered. "Does it matter now?"
"Not in the least!" he assured her happily.
He lifted her tank top slowly, baring the flesh of her flat belly. He stopped at her rib cage, teasing himself before revealing her tits.
"For Pete's sake, Henry, don't torment me!" she moaned. "Take the damn thing off!"
She shook all over. Her long, shapely legs trembled with desire. Fiery passion ate at her insides. She could actually feel the walls of her cunt quivering.
"Pete isn't here," he said, ignoring her impassioned plea, taking his time, savoring each delightful moment. He had waited a long time to have her. Rushing would spoil the pleasure.
Her lust ran rampant, making her impatient. She pulled back, her tits heaving, her face flushed with desire. She jerked the top over her head in one quick motion, exposing her tits fully to his horny gaze. She jutted them out, exhibiting them for him. Her nipples tingled under his steady gaze.
"Am I worth the wait?" she demanded. She was a bundle of dynamite, ready to explode any second.
"I'll tell you later," he said softly.
Henry feasted his eyes on her breathtaking twin globes of creamy, smooth tit flesh. The huge mounds were like the first melons of the season, succulent and firm. They were magnificent, with no hint of sag, in spite of their massive size. Her dusky rose nipples were swollen with lust. His throat constricted and his cock ached.
"They're even more magnificent than I imagined," he husked.
She basked in his compliments, reveled in his gaze burning into her tits. The appreciation and adoration she saw in his blazing eyes made her feel magnificent. She cupped her tits and scratched the nipples lightly with her sharp nails. The buds swelled more, grew longer and thicker.
"I'm glad you like them," she breathed hoarsely. She squeezed the pliant flesh and made the nipples swell even more. "I'm burning up."
"Let me do that," he groaned, his voice tight and hoarse.
He went to her, pushed her hands away from the firm, but yielding mounds. He began to knead the bare flesh. Her nipples felt like the tips of bullets, boring into his palms.
"You're driving me crazy!" She pressed against his hands. Her upper body twisted. Her head lolled.
His hands skimmed down her body. His fingers slipped into the waistband of her tight shorts. He yanked them down over her full, sensuous hips, down her thighs and her legs. They formed a puddle of material around her ankles. He stepped back and admired her naked beauty. Acres of blonde hair decorated her pussy in an exotic vee. The long, soft curls ran in a riot over her lower belly and down the insides of her thighs.
"Turn around," he rasped. His mouth watered for a taste of this vision of pure sex. "Show me your ass."
Shaking nearly uncontrollably, her insides a jumbled mass of quivering nerves, she stepped out of her shorts. She turned slowly and paused to give him a view of her profile-her long, shapely legs, her flat tummy, her gorgeous tits rising and falling with excitement, her long, elegant neck, her classically sculptured profile with long blonde tresses that cascaded to her waist, enhancing her ravishing beauty.
She stopped with her back to him and bent way over to accentuate her shapely ass. She spread her legs so he could see her snatch from the back. Her prominent mound protruded, covered by thick blonde hair. The hair didn't trickle into the cleft of her buttocks. It made a wide swath. Her twat was perfectly positioned to be fucked from the rear. The full, heavy cheeks of her ass didn't present a barrier as they did in some women. All in all, she was a very fuckable woman!
"Do you like my ass?"
"I can't decide if I like to look at your ass or your tits."
His head reeled from her beguilement and sexuality. He ogled her heart-shaped ass. The dark crevice radiated a hint of hidden delight. Her luxurious hips flared out after running out of shapely leg. Her narrow waist swept inward. He shook his head. His cock ached terribly.
She straightened up and turned to face him again, melting under his laser-hot stare. Her creamy flesh broke out in goose bumps. Here she stood, in a wooded glade, stark naked, displaying her charms to her best friend's husband. The whole thing seemed bizarre, yet she was doing it and loving every thrilling second. She thrust her chest out, then turned around again so he could look at her ass once more.
"May I turn around now?" she asked.
She was anxious to do more than pose for him. She had been carrying around a brewing storm in her pussy and now it was out of control. Modeling was fun, but did nothing to quench her voracious hunger for cock. It only stoked the fire of her passion. She turned around without waiting for him to reply. Her eyes blazed.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Lynn sat on a corner of the blanket, naked, with her legs spread. The middle finger of her right hand drifted idly up and down her hairy gash.
"You've teased her enough, darling," she said softly.
Cat glanced at her girlfriend and smiled. She had reached the point where she didn't care who watched. She had never fucked in front of a third person. The idea of doing so now stimulated her.
Henry went to Cat. He put one hand behind her ass and his other hand in her crotch. He slipped two fingers into her sultry hole and began to finger-fuck her as he kissed her.
Numb, in a blinding sexual trance, Cat sank to her knees. Every fiber of her being tingled with joy. Her naked body shuddered in expectation. Her face reflected the desire that surged rapidly to the surface.
She looked up at him as he undressed quickly. She eyed his raging hard-on jutting out like a steel girder. She quaked with longing, knowing that he was going to fuck her with his bloated prick until her eyeballs rattled. She lay back, spread her legs and raised her arms to him.
"Fuck me, darling!" she moaned hotly. "Put out my fire!"
His eyes wandered over her lush figure-her bulging tits, her undulating hips, her squirming ass. "Soon, my hot little bitch, soon."
"Your cock is gorgeous!" she hissed, oblivious to her surroundings, seeing only the thick cock that would stamp out the fire raging in her pussy. "Give it to me!"
Her passion amazed him. Lynn had told him that she was one hot number when she got turned on. But this was far more than he had expected. He expected to work for it, expected to use all the wily ways he knew to get her pants off. And here she was, naked as the day she was born, displaying her charms like a wanton bitch, begging him to fuck her! He kicked his pants away and stroked his long cock.
"You like?" he asked, tormenting her again. "Like? "I love it! I can't wait until you plug my hole with it!" She fondled her pussy, parted the swollen lips and exposed the red inner gash. "See how juicy my pussy is? She's drooling for your cock. Fuck me, darling, before I go crazy!" Henry looked at his wife and grinned like a wolf. "Thank you, darling," he said.
"You're welcome, darling," Lynn replied. "Now, take care of her. Give her a fucking that will make me proud of you."
He stared at Cat's glistening cunt as he straddled her body and sat over her tits. Her hard nipples rubbed the cheeks of his ass. "Play with it, first," he said, leering down at her. "Give it a little suck."
His cock so close to her mouth drove Cat wild. A cock, a magnificent hunk of hard prick flesh, was there for her use, just for her pleasure.
"Ohhhhh, God!" She wiggled her arms up between his legs. She hefted his weighty balls with one hand and wrapped a fist around his huge spear.
"Aaahhh," he grunted as her hot hands snaked around his raging hard-on. He jabbed his cock through her fist. He moaned and his muscles grew taut. His balls, heavy with cum, rolled around in her palm. "Oh, baby! Baby!"
His swollen cockhead enthralled her. She licked her parched lips. Frantically, she stripped the skin back with her fist, jerking his cock up and down. She watched the blood-gorged love muscle throb. "Your cock is so fucking big," she moaned. She squeezed his prick as hard as she could and the slit in the tip seemed to wink at her. "So fucking big, so fucking gorgeous!"
"In your mouth!" he grunted. 'Take it in your mouth!" Her hot hands were driving him berserk. "Suck it!"
"Yesss," she crooned, agreeing with wholehearted gusto. "I'll suck it until you scream." She was out of her skull with wanton desire. A cock to suck and fuck was right there before her eyes. She tugged on his prick, making him inch closer to her mouth, pulling him forward until he was kneeling over her head. The tip of his cock touched her lips. She opened her mouth and let it sink into the heated wetness.
"Mmmmmm," she gurgled with sublime rapture.
Her tongue began to swirl around the head of his cock. Her mouth began to suck. Her fingers began to stroke his long, rigid shaft. She blended everything together-lick, suck, stroke, lick, suck, stroke....
"Goddamn!" Henry groaned deliriously. His hips slammed forward. He began to fuck her greedy mouth. He stared down at her, watched his prick bore between her clinging lips, listened to her slurping sounds. Her hot spit drenched and marinated his cock.
He ran the lingers of one hand through her soft blonde tresses. He traced a path around her lips with the tip of the forefinger of his other hand, feeling his cock fuck her face. He felt the mounting pressure in his balls. The hot woman was sucking him blind. He tried to control himself, keep from blasting, tried to save it for her pussy, but the task was impossible. Her mouth sucked avidly, bent on emptying his balls.
Lynn reached over and caressed Cat's forehead and tightly stretched lips. "You look sensational with my husband's cock in your mouth, darling."
Cat blinked her eyes rapidly and began to suck Henry's cock harder.
"I'm going to ... aaarrrggghhh!" he yelled. His body tensed and his muscles rippled.
Cat knew what was happening, but she couldn't stop herself from sucking his gorgeous cock. She threw herself headlong into the exquisite task of sucking him dry, relishing it, feeling his cock swell even larger in her mouth.
His fingers combed frantically through her hair. With her head held firmly in his grasp, he let himself go. He fucked her mouth in a blaze of passion. His balls swung freely, whacking her drooling chin.
Lost in passion, Cat welcomed his sudden frantic fucking. Being helpless added spice to the game. She was pinned beneath him with his cock fucking her mouth and she loved it.
She moved her hands from his cock to give him all the room he needed to fuck his entire lance down her gullet. She took his bulky length' without gagging. He began to fuck harder, stretching her throat muscles. She raked his ass with her sharp nails. He howled and soared into his orgasm. His prick erupted like a machine gun, spraying her mouth and throat with a steady barrage of hot cock cream.
Cat swallowed the first wad of cum as it shot into her gullet. More soon followed. His cum gushed into her gulping mouth as she clawed his ass like a wildcat. She wallowed in the joy of having her face fucked. She kept her eyes open, leering up at him, watching him cum as he slammed into her plush, clinging lips.
Thick white jism filled her mouth. Both cheeks bulged out like a chipmunk's. She swallowed rapidly, but his juice came too fast for her. Cum gushed between her lips and his cock with each forward thrust. She scraped his spouting prick with her teeth, making him squirt harder. The last few drops of cum left in his body were expelled at jet speed.
"Ummmmmm," she gurgled with a mouthful of cum. It seeped from her lips and dribbled down her cheeks.
He slowed his pace. Her mouth tortured his prick. He looked down at her, not believing he had gone off the deep end that way. This hot woman was a powerhouse of sex, making him feel like he was getting his first piece of ass. He eased back, slipping his limp prick out of her still-clinging mouth. He sat down on the blanket with a soft thump.
Lynn leaned over and kissed Cat. Their tongues flashed back and forth as they shared the mouthful of Henry's hot jism.
Cat looked into Lynn's eyes and smiled happily. "Are you going to join us?" she asked.
Lynn shook her head. "This is your moment, darling. I want you to enjoy my husband's cock to the fullest."
"You're a wonderful friend," Cat said. "I love to fuck out in the open like this. Thank you for everything." She pushed herself up, leaned over, and licked Henry's thighs. "Just look at that log you call a cock," she teased. "The damn thing is still hard!"
"Oh, I forgot to tell you," Lynn laughed. "It takes two women to drain him completely." Cat looked at her and arched one eyebrow. "And you aren't going to help me?"
"No way, darling," Lynn said. "I want to see how well you do all by yourself. You need the challenge."
Cat looked at Henry and grinned. "I loved sucking you off." She grabbed his cock playfully. "After you take the edge off of my passion, we can really settle into a slow, heavy fuck. Right?"
He took her into his arms and kissed her mouth hard. "Right, baby, right. Whatever you want, you'll certainly get. My aim is to please."
"Now can you tell me if the wait was worth it?" she teased.
Henry glued his mouth to Cat's and sucked on her invading tongue hungrily. He took her with him as he rolled over. His naked body covered hers like the blanket they were lying on. He nibbled gently on her elegant neck, leaving a wet trail on her sizzling flesh with his tongue.
"Yesss!" she hissed, writhing impatiently. "Lick me all over! I'm so fucking hot!"
She raked his shoulders with her sharp nails, then combed her finger through his hair and dug her nails into his scalp.
His mouth came alive as it skimmed down her neck and over the billowing mounds of her tits. He kneaded one mound as he licked and gently chewed her other tit, soaking it with saliva. He sucked her rigid nipple into his mouth and chewed the fat bud. Her whimpering cries of delight urged him on.
"Bite!" she moaned. "Be gentle, but bite my tits!" She grabbed his head and crushed his face into her tits. She humped anxiously up and down.
Her firm, jiggling ass banged on the ground. "Mmmmmm!" she murmured happily.
Henry gently bit into the warm, satiny flesh of her tits. He chewed her rubbery nipple and sucked her creamy skin. Then he began to work on the other tit until Cat began to moan with euphoria. He stopped for a second and looked down at her. Her bountiful tits, wet with his spit, glistened in the rays of sunlight filtering through the trees.
"God, lady, you are one fantastic woman," he groaned.
He silently thanked his wife for bringing him such a hot bundle of passion. The first time he met Cat, he thought she was a cold fish with no interest in cock. Maybe she was, before Lynn got to her. Now, she was one of the hottest women who had ever spread for him. And she had spread for him without hesitation. His groin tightened and his cock twitched.
"Don't talk!" Cat hissed. Lick my cunt! Get me off!" She pushed on his head, urging him to lick her some more. "Please! Put out my fire so I can enjoy your cock! Take the edge off so we can fuck!"
He caressed her squirming hips and plied the soft flesh of her belly. His fingers weaved through the curly blonde hair on her mound, skirting around her puffy pussy lips, never touching her cunt as she humped in whispering desperation.
"Ohhhh, God, Henry! Get me off! Please get me off! I've got to cum!" She pawed his arm, scratched his broad bare chest, and pulled at the mat of brown hair. "Finger me ... lick me ... I don't care!" She thrashed on the blanket, glaring blankly at the trees and the sky. "Ohhhh, do it! Do it to me!"
He caressed the inside of her bare thighs. They were sticky with juice from her leaking twat. His hand glided up between her outstretched legs. He stuck out his middle finger and ran it quickly through her swollen gash. He was glad she had blunted his own passion with her fabulous mouth. Playing sex games with such a hot woman was a rare experience.
"Aaahhh!" Cat gurgled, squirming on his teasing finger, trying to capture it with her pussy. "Again!"
He gladly obliged her. This time, however, after he snaked his finger through her dripping slit, he plunged it into her scalding cunt. He jabbed hard, twisting his finger around in the tight, pulsing channel.
"Oooooo, yeah!" she groaned, twisting on his fucking finger. "Do it hard!"
She pushed at the soft flesh of her lower stomach with the heels of her hands. Her splayed legs jerked up and down. She was all motion-hips, tits, ass-moving in a hot, excited rhythm. Her hands clawed up her rib cage and mauled her fleshy tits.
Her pent-up passion completely absorbed him. He jabbed two more fingers into her spastic hole and gouged her spongy pussy walls. Her cunt clung tenaciously to the welcome invaders. He squashed her hard clit with his thumb and she wailed with rapture.
"God!" she cried, gurgling in the spit trapped in her throat, where his cum had been only minutes earlier. "Get me off!"
She grabbed his arm and lifted her body up on an angle. She clung to his arm and humped her snatch on his fucking fingers. She thrust her ass up and rotated it rapidly. Hot, moaning grunts poured from her gaping mouth.
"Yessssss!" she wailed. She began to race up the steep slope to the peak, to the relief she had to have to keep her sanity. "Ooohhh, yessssss!" She dropped back to the ground, writhing and contorting. She climbed steadily toward the orgasm that would give her a modicum of peace. "Oh! Oh! Oh!" Her hips lash upward. Her cunt gobbled his twisting, fucking fingers. "Oooooo! Oooooo! Ooohhh! Henry! It feels soooooo gooooood!"
He finger-fucked her pussy furiously. His big cock throbbed at attention. The hot, sensuous woman writhing on the blanket aroused his lust to a feverish pitch. He jabbed his fingers into the bubbling gash of her squishy pussy, twisting and screwing them into the spongy walls of her cunt. He rubbed his thumb on her clit, mashing it. She soared into bliss.
She rolled her head to the side and stared at Lynn. "Aaahhh ... I'm cummmmmming!" she screamed with heavenly delight. "Ooohhh, Lynn, I'm going over the edge! Watch me cum!"
She swirled into space. Her orgasm ripped through her body like a tornado. She ground her cunt on his fingers. Her orgasm whipped through her entire body, seizing her in its fierce grip-
Henry watched her writhing body with lust glazed eyes. He felt tremendous pressure on his fingers. The same erotic pulsing would soon hold his cock captive. He picked up speed with his fucking fingers, enraptured by her curvaceous body contorting in agonized bliss.
"Ummmmmm," she groaned low, shuddering. Her orgasm collapsed her weary body to the ground. The edge of her passion was dulled for the moment, but the bulk of her desires still bubbled just below the surface. "Ooohhh, Henry!" she sighed dreamily. "I needed that." She lifted her head and looked at his crotch. "Ooohhh, God, Henry, give me that big cock!" She reached for him with one hand. "Fill my cunt now. Nice and slow, the way you do Lynn."
"Lie back and enjoy it, baby," he muttered. Fierce lust tightened his balls. "We'll take the ride to heaven together. Slow and easy, just the way you want it."
"Mmmmmm," she purred. She wanted to take his cock at an easy pace rather than with rushed, insane passion. She wanted to savor his prick, cherish the fuck. "I'm ready, stud. Wet and hot for your cock!"
"And I'm hot for your cunt!"
He climbed between her outstretched legs. His rigid rod swayed like the trunk of a strong sapling. He inched up between her parted thighs, taking it easy, with no desire to fuck her wildly.
The crown of his prick touched her hairy, wet slit and she sighed. His hot gaze pored over her exquisite face ... her hot green eyes, her full, sensuous mouth, and her delicate features. He angled his hips and pressed the head of his cock against its target-the bloated, gaping lips of her drooling quim. He eased the tip of his prick past the clinging, velvety lips of her cunt and slowly fucked into her sultry nether mouth.
He groaned deep in his expanded chest. Her narrow love tunnel felt like a steam bath. The fantastic heat rendered him mute. The pulsating walls sent hot, licking flames the entire length of his prick and ignited the smoldering coals in his balls.
She propped herself up on her elbows and looked down at her crotch. "Ooohhh, darling, your big cock feels wonderful! My cunt has never been so full!" She threw her head back and squirmed her hips, totally thrilled by his cock. The hot muscles of her cunt tugged on the big head. "Did you feel that?"
"God, did I ever!"
His cock dug into her tight channel. The pressure of her hot cunt and twitching muscles staggered his mind. "Ooohhh, Cat, your cunt feels fantastic!"
"So does your cock, darling! Fuck me good!" He plunged his cock deep. With his passion blunted, he could enjoy the fabulous pleasure of her pussy. Her cunt muscles vibrated around his cock. Hot, syrupy pussy juice inundated his shaft. He eased the bloated head of his prick back. He held the crown just inside the mouth of her frothy cunt, denying himself the full delights of her hot pussy for a moment. The squishy sounds her pussy made in protest assailed his ears.
"Put it back! Put it back!" she whimpered, loving every agonizing second of his sexy tease. "Put it back slowly!" She scratched him lightly with her nails, gliding them gently down his powerful arms. She rocked her hips, rolling her ass back and forth. "Give me your cock again!" Her provocative, sultry voice went right through him. He slowly fucked about half of his swollen prick back into her wiggling body. The pulsing of her pussy muscles was extraordinary. The deeper he fucked, the more pressure she applied to his thick shaft.
"I love it, darling! Your big cock feels soooooo fucking wonderful!" The urgency in her body grew more intense with each additional inch that his prick penetrated her cunt. "Pull back. I want to do something." The long, sensuous fuck without rushing was a dream come true.
Henry pulled back, fighting the powerful suction in her cunt that tried to hold his prick prisoner. "Is that what you want?"
"Yeah, that's it. Now, I'm going to fuck you." She planted her feet firmly on the blanket, bent her knees slightly, and levered her ass quickly off the ground. Her cunt swallowed all of his prick. She wiggled her hips and dropped back down. "How about that?"
"Great!" His prick thumped with terrific agitation. "Fabulous cunt! "Do it again."
Enchanted by her girlfriend's husband, or more specifically by his cock, Cat threw her ass up again, taking the hefty bulk of his prick into her pussy. She held his rod tight inside her sheath and rotated her hips in midair.
"Oooooo, baby!" he gasped.
"Ooohhh, Henry!" she panted.
She began to pump her clenching cunt up and down his meaty stem, massaging the full length of his prick with the strong muscles in her channel ... long, slow strokes. She eased back until his prick almost came out, then lifted her ass slowly, moaning ecstatically. His huge cock filled her cunt to the brim. Her creamy juice oozed out around his shaft. She continued to fuck him, taking them to the top of the peak the long way around.
"You do it now," she gasped.
Her ass hit the blanket with a soft thump. She squirmed her ass around and stared at the canopy of trees overhead. Fucking in the forest made her feel primeval. She loved the frame of mind.
"You two are putting on quite a show," Lynn said.
"I'm having a ball!" Cat giggled.
"Try two!" Henry laughed.
He pulled his cock out to the tip and stared into her passion-filled face. He pushed back slowly. The greased walls of her cunt clutched at his prick. Her sap soaked his shaft. His brown cock hair mingled with her blonde cunt hair. He held still, relishing the splendid sensations of her cunt. Hot fuck juice soaked his cock. Soft, sensuous cunt muscles milked his shaft.
Cat rolled her head to the side again so she could see Lynn. "Ooohhhh, darling! I'm soooooo full of your husband's cock!" She rocked her hips and sighed deeply. "I love the way his big cock stretches my cunt. I can feel it throbbing so deep in me!"
She looked back up at Henry and ground her mound into his hard groin. "I love the way you're fucking me, darling." She felt herself being swept up toward orgasm again. She held on, not wanting to lose it without more sensuous play. "Take your cock out again!"
A lascivious grin passed over his face as he pulled his cock out of her cunt. Again, he had to fight her tight cunt muscles. A searing flash brightened his brown eyes and he fucked deep, driving his cock to the hilt in one lunge. Swiftly, he pulled his prick way out and fucked it back in again. He heard her mournful wails and stopped with only the head of his prick in her sheath.
The fast volley of fucking stabs drove Cat wild. She grunted maniacally with each jab.
"My God, Henry!" she gasped. "You'll drive me crazy doing things like that!"
"You like it, huh? Well, here comes the coup de grace, baby!" He sucked in his breath, preparing to send her on another whip-like ride into ecstasy. He squirmed closer to her cunt so he could fuck her as deeply as possible. "Relax and enjoy the ride, baby."
"Relax, my sweet ass!" she cried. She gulped. He was going to fuck her furiously again. Her pussy began to flutter with anticipation. She held onto his strong arms and waited for the fantastic trip into orbit. "Do it, darling! Fuck me until my teeth rattle!"
He did. With hard, fast, furious fucking strokes. His prick swelled inside her pussy and brought more juice gushing from her pulsing cunt walls. He watched her face closely, delighted by her reaction. Her eyes rolled up. Her pupils dilated. He began to fuck her faster. His big balls smacked heavily into the cheeks of her ass.
Cat's lovely face filled with ecstasy. Every muscle in her body coiled. Her cunt was about to explode. She reached the peak and careened back down to a plateau, her mind whirling with lust. His furious fucking took away her ability to control herself. She became insane with passion, insane with getting off on his big cock. She threw her cunt at him. Their flesh slapped sharply from the contact.
"Fuck meeeeee! End it! I can't take it!" she screamed.
Henry forced her humping body back down. He slammed into her and pinned her frantic ass to the blanket. His ability to control his own passion eroded rapidly. He leered at her luscious tits, watching them sway in rhythm with her gyrations. His long, powerful strokes became shorter, delivered with more strength. He fucked her relentlessly. Cat took his dramatic fucking and whacked back at him with her cunt, grinding her clit into his groin when they fused together.
A river of hot cum spurted from his cock, triggering another orgasm that washed over her exhausted body. She couldn't stop cumming. An endless orgasm took her along the rapid current to the edge of insanity. He fucked her feverishly, slamming, jabbing, screwing her ass into the ground. His arms finally gave way. He fell, crushing her lush body beneath him, still ramming into her with the strength he had left.
Cat went over the edge again, tumbling back from the summit. She hugged him tightly. She felt weightless. She spun in and out of awareness. Her body stiffened and shuddered.
She slumped under him, trembling turbulently from the mind-blowing climax.
"Jesus fucking Christ!" Cat muttered. "I thought I was going to lose my fucking mind." She kissed Henry lovingly on the lips. "I have never been fucked so well, darling. Thank you."
"Thank you for a glorious ride, darling," he said. "You are a marvelous piece of ass."
"I keep trying," Cat replied with a giggle. "I was afraid I had forgotten how."
"Are you tickled pink yet?" Lynn asked. "I'm getting there!" Cat laughed. "Right now, I'm pretty tickled. If I keep going this way, I'll be pink all over."
"Count on it, darling," Lynn said. "We're just getting started."
"What about you?" Cat asked with concern. "Are you okay? What can we do for you?"
"I'm just fine, darling," Lynn replied. "I got off at least a half-dozen times. I really enjoyed watching you two fuck."
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Cat, Lynn and Henry lay on the patio the next morning, soaking up the rays.
"Doorbell," Lynn said lazily.
"I'll get it," Henry said. He slipped on a bathing suit that barely covered his humongous cock. "Don't go away. I'll be right back with our guests."
"Guests? Should I put on my suit?" Cat asked.
"Naw," Lynn replied. "They're good friends. Give them a thrill."
"Your good friends, not mine," Cat said.
"Unless you run away, they'll be your good friends before long," Lynn laughed. "You're going to love these two. They're wild. We invited them just for you."
Cat raised up on her lounge chair and shaded her eyes as Henry led a young blond couple onto the patio a few minutes later. The man wore a bathing suit much like Henry's, and the woman wore only the bottom of a string bikini.
"Cat, this is Eve and her brother, Adam. Kids, T meet Kitty Cat."
"You two look enough alike to be twins," Cat said.
"We are!" Eve laughed.
Lynn got up and greeted Eve with a kiss and a hug. Cat got to her feet and smiled uncertainly. Eve smiled and took Cat in her arms and gave her a warm, loving kiss full on the mouth.
The impact of their bare tits meeting flashed through Cat. She not only returned the kiss, but ran her tongue into Eve's mouth. Eve murmured happily deep in her throat as she rose to the occasion and took all of the kiss Cat wanted to give her. Adam also said hello to Cat with a deep kiss, which she returned eagerly. Deciding it was foolish to be surprised or embarrassed by anything that took place with these wonderful people, she relaxed.
"Look at them, Adam," Henry said. "Have you ever seen three more luscious examples of female pulchritude?"
"Never," Adam said. "Trying to chose between them is like trying to decide between three equally precious jewels. Each has her own beautiful attributes, and none has any blemishes. A true sexual smorgasbord."
"Oh, Adam, such flattery will get you everything you want!" Cat said with a throaty, sexy laugh. "I hope I don't embarrass you, but I have to know. Do you and your sister...?"
"Henry is the only man who fucks me better," Eve said.
"Don't forget me!" Lynn laughed.
"But your cocks are artificial, darling! I wasn't talking about licking pussy. Nobody licks my pussy the way you do."
"Well, I like that!" Adam said. "You never told me that you don't like the way I lick your pussy."
"I love the way you lick me, darling," Eve said sweetly. "But no man can hold a candle to a woman when it comes to giving a pussy a good tongue bath."
Lynn caught Cat's eye and winked. "You wanted to be the entree at a sexual smorgasbord, darling. I think your wish is going to come true."
"Yes, it sounds that way," Cat agreed. "I just love the word cum."
"Get your suits on, girls, and let's try out my new boat," Henry said.
They stayed on the water until noon, taking turns running the boat and skiing. Cat enjoyed herself more than she had in a long time. She was glad Lynn invited her to spend the weekend. She eagerly looked forward to the sex-filled hours to come. She hoped Adam would fuck Eve. Watching brother and sister fuck, and twins at that, would be a real turn-on.
When they returned to shore, the women immediately stripped off their bikinis and went to the outdoor shower near the patio. Lynn and Eve put Cat between them and began to wash her adorable body. Lynn got behind her and washed her back and Eve washed the front of her body. They covered her with soap from her chin to her feet.
"Mmmmmm, your hands feel good," Cat said. She looked at Henry and Adam. "You two are enjoying this as much as I am, aren't you?"
"Never pass up a free show," Henry said. Lynn chuckled mischievously and eased a soapy finger into Cat's asshole. Eve rubbed her nipples against Cat's and stuck a finger in her cunt.
The dual fingering thrilled Cat. "Oh, wow!" she whispered. "That really feels good!"
"See?" Adam said. "The show gets better." Cat wiggled on the two fingers and sighed. "Give me more! I'm going to cum!"
Eve removed her finger and stuck it in her mouth. Lynn removed her finger and kissed Cat on the back of the neck.
"We're just lighting your fuse, darling," Lynn said. "Let your passion and anticipation build." Eve kissed Cat on the mouth and asked, "Ever had it up the ass?"
"No," Cat replied softly.
"Just wait," Lynn said. "I have a little surprise for you."
"I don't want to wait," Cat said, faking a pout. "I have never enjoyed myself so much."
The girls doubled up and bathed one another, two on one. Henry and Adam ogled their enchanting bodies and lascivious play for a few minutes, then stripped off their skimpy suits and joined them.
Cat turned to Adam and began to soap his body. She held his prick across her palm and looked at it with adoration. He wasn't as well hung as Henry. She wrapped her fingers around his long, slender prong and began to pull it gently.
"I love cock," she whispered. "Are you going to fuck me?"
"If I don't, the whole weekend is a waste!" Adam chuckled. "You really turn me on."
"Waste not, want not," she giggled.
She repeatedly played with his cock as she covered him with soap. His dick resembled a long sausage as it rose to full erection. She began to jerk his dick gently as they waited for Lynn and Eve to rinse Henry and they could get under the water. The soap made his shaft slick and she enjoyed the way it felt sliding through her fist.
Cat pulled Adam under the water by the prick and continued to whack his dick as she rinsed him. She felt his prick begin to quiver with the telltale sign of imminent ejaculation.
"Do you want to cum?" she asked.
"I don't think I can stop it," Adam breathed.
Eve quickly knelt in front of her brother and looked up at Cat. "Keep jacking him, darling," she said. "I want his cum in my mouth."
Eve's tongue slithered out and flicked over the head of her brother's dick. She reached up between his legs with one hand and began to roll his nuts. Her licker curled around the crown of his cock.
Adam shivered and moaned softly. He spread his legs slightly and looked down at his foxy twin sister licking his dick. Eve cut her eyes up at him and smiled. Her lapper skated up the underside of his prick, over Cat's hand to the tip. She sighed, opened her mouth, and let his bloated knob slip in.
He tensed as his sister's sexy, watery mouth covered his dork. Eve's mouth and Cat's jerking hand combined to make fiery waves of sensation wash over him. His muscles began to knot as Eve's tongue went to work on the head of his cock. She held his nuts in one hand, put her other hand between his legs and began to caress his ass as she swallowed more of his slender spear.
Watching Eve give her brother head while she jacked him entranced Cat. "How provocative," she murmured.
Adam's hips began to swing back and forth as the end of his long tool began to slide into Eve's throat. Cat began to jerk him faster. He put a hand on his sister's head and began to thrust his dick into her oral depths. His breathing became heavy and his movements jerky. Cat increased her speed until she was jacking him as hard as she could. She felt his prick swell and begin to pump his semen into his sister's suctioning mouth.
Cat suddenly pulled Adam's dick out of Eve's mouth, let a shot of cum splatter on her lips, then stuck the throbbing shaft back in her mouth.
Eve gradually swallowed her brother's cock as she gulped his cum noisily. Her lips reached the edge of Cat's hand and she had to stop beating Adam's dick. She tightened her grip on his shaft so she could feel it throb and pump jism into Eve's mouth.
Eve pulled her mouth away. Cat lifted Adam's limp dick and eyed it critically. "You did a pretty job of draining him," she said. "His cock looks perfectly clean."
"If I'm anything, I'm a good cocksucker," Eve said with a sexy laugh. "Just call me a mouthy little broad."
"Give me a taste of your brother's cum," Cat said.
Eve kissed Cat and slid her sperm-coated tongue into the blonde's mouth. Then she put her arm around Cat and they walked over to Lynn and Henry.
"Don't they make a sexy couple, darling?" Lynn said.
"Very," Henry agreed. "I would like to watch them fuck each other."
"After lunch, darling," Lynn said. She eyed her husband's cock and grinned. "You'd better cover that thing before you bum the meat."
Eve lifted Henry's cock and tugged it gently. "Yeah, might burn something you shouldn't. This hot dog is much better raw."
"You've got nice buns to put it in," Henry said.
"Don't you two get carried away," Lynn said. "We'll play sandwich after lunch."
"How do you play sandwich?" Cat asked.
"The women spread and the men jam," Lynn laughed.
"I like the sound of that!" Cat exclaimed. "Let's eat!"
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
During lunch, Cat became aware of exactly what she had been missing the past couple of years. She didn't feel the least bit guilty. Bud probably wouldn't like the lifestyle these people enjoyed anyway. A quick fuck on Saturday night kept him happy.
Her nudity didn't embarrass her. For the first time in her life, she felt thoroughly comfortable being naked in the presence of other people. She was glad she had finally discovered how natural nudity and sexual freedom felt. She wished Bud would accept such a lifestyle. Look at Lynn and Henry. They were perfectly happy. But Bud was a hopeless case. She would have to go it alone. Which presented no problem, as long as she let him use her pussy to get his rocks off once a week. She wouldn't want for sex partners. Lynn would see to that.
She thought about the wonderful adventures she would share with these beautiful people and her pussy got wet. If only there was some way she could convince Bud to join her, her world would be complete. She dismissed him from her thoughts, looked around the table and chuckled.
"Private joke?" Eve asked.
"No," Cat said. "I've always been so shy and backward. Now, here I sit, bare-assed, with two other women who are also bare-assed, and two men who are nearly naked, eating hamburgers! And enjoying myself more than I ever have. This is a hell of a way to have a meal. I think I could get addicted to it very easily."
"Want to enjoy yourself a little more?" Lynn asked.
"Always!" Cat exclaimed.
Lynn said, "Gentlemen, if you'll help Eve clear the table, we'll show Pussy Cat what it means to be the main course at a sexual feast. I have to get some things from the house. I'll be right back."
Lynn returned with a tray of goodies and a blanket under her arm.
"My, my, that looks interesting," Eve said.
Cat surveyed the tray and began to call off the items. "Whipped cream, maraschino cherries, chopped nuts, toasted shredded coconut and a squeeze bottle of honey." She picked up the long, double-headed dildo. "Henry, did you model for this?" she giggled. "It looks just like your cock."
Henry chuckled. "It's a little longer, but thanks for the compliment."
Cat put the dildo down and picked up a long, slender vibrator. "This looks like Adam's cock."
"Adam, spread the blanket on the table," Lynn said. "We're going to have a luscious banana split for dessert. Pussy Cat, you've got such a sweet split, why don't you be the banana? Just climb up there and stretch out on your back."
"You don't put honey on a banana split," Cat said as she lay down on the table.
"You do on my banana splits," Lynn said. "You'll see why soon enough." She picked up a can of whipped cream and began to coat the front of Cat's body. "Spread your legs, darling." She covered Cat's pussy with a thick layer of cream. She put a cherry on each of Cat's nipples, one in her belly button and a couple in her slit. Then she sprinkled Cat with coconut and chopped nuts. "Everyone dig in. We'll use our tongues and fingers instead of spoons."
"Boy, that looks delicious," Adam said.
"I get to start with her pussy," Eve said.
"God, I feel like a banana split," Cat giggled. She sighed when Eve dug into her pussy and began to munch the cherries and lick up the cream. "I really do feel like the main course of a sexual feast."
Adam plucked the cherry off of one of Cat's r nipples with his lips, then began to lick the whipped cream from her tit. Lynn went to work on her other tit. Henry took the cherry out of her belly button with his mouth, then began to lick the whipped cream from her belly.
"Oh, wow!" Cat breathed. She shivered with delight and began to hunch her cunt into Eve's mouth. "I'm going to cum!"
Cat had one shuddering orgasm after the other as the erotic foursome continued to coat her with whipped cream and change places.
They ran out of toppings for their lascivious banana split and Lynn picked up the bottle of honey. "Turn over, darling. Eve, you hold the cheeks of her ass open." She squirted honey in the crack of Cat's ass and began to lick it up.
"God, that feels good!" Cat whispered.
Everyone took a turn at licking honey from the crack of Cat's ass, then Lynn coated her asshole with honey. She picked up the vibrator, turned it on, and gently inserted it into Cat's back door.
"Oh, wow!" Cat whispered again. She couldn't think of anything else to say. Her mind was too foggy with emotion.
"Feels good, doesn't it?" Eve said.
"God, I'll say!" Cat agreed. "I never knew my ass was so sensitive."
"Just wait until you get a cock in there," Lynn said. "Which won't be long, if I know these men!"
"Play with my clit and I'll cum," Cat muttered.
"No," Lynn said. "This is just a trial run, just to show you that you can take a cock in your ass."
"You're mean," Cat pouted. "I'm right on the edge."
"Stay that way, darling," Lynn said. She withdrew the vibrator and kissed Cat's ass. "Henry wants to watch you and Eve fuck each other."
Henry picked Cat up and carried her to a large mat. Eve grabbed the dildo and followed. Cat rolled onto her back and spread her legs.
"You assume the position very easily," Eve chuckled. "You must have had a lot of experience."
Not really," Cat replied. "I had never made it with a woman until last Wednesday, when Lynn fucked me."
"Did you eat her pussy?" Eve asked.
"Oh, yes!" Cat laughed. "Several times. And we fucked with the dildo she carries around in her handbag."
"She takes to it like a natural," Lynn said. "When she finished with me, I really knew that I had been eaten. I can recommend her without reservation."
"Welcome," Eve said with a bright smile. "Now, you are one of the many women who really know what pleasure is. How to give it and receive it." She began to coat the dildo with honey. "Lean back and spread wide to receive your first taste of the Monster. Just relax and let me do the work at first."
"When Henry fucked me yesterday, he kept telling me to relax. How the hell can I relax when I'm so fucking horny?"
"Just the way a woman should be," Adam said. "Passive women are no fun."
Cat propped herself up on her elbows and tilted her fur-covered box up. The others gathered around and watched as Eve began to insert the imitation dick. Cat also watched with fascination as Eve pushed about half of the artificial cock into her spread snatch.
"God, that thing really fills me," Cat muttered. She was sure the rubber dick was going to split her open. She felt no pain, just a feeling of being really full! "It feels just like your cock, Henry. Wonderful!"
Eve spread the lips of her own snatch with the other end of the dildo and slowly began to absorb the remainder of the rubber prick. "Spread your legs a little wider so I can get between them comfortably."
Cat spread her legs wider. She felt the fake pecker moving in her gash, and then she felt Eve's pussy lips tight against hers. Eve wiggled a couple of time, settled into Cat's hairy crotch and mashed their clits together.
"Mmmmmm, your cunt against mine feels so nice," Cat whispered. "Go to it, lover! Fuck me good!"
Eve began the classic fucking motion, moving easily back and forth to get the most out of the dildo. She pressed her cunt tightly to Cat's and began to move up and down to rub their clits together.
Cat wrapped her legs around Eve's waist and began to move with her, rolling her hips and twisting her ass. The thrill of their love buttons rubbing together nearly took her breath away. "I think you must have fucked a lot of women," she panted. "You move so smoothly."
"Not all girls know how to fuck as well as you," Eve said. "You're a great piece of ass."
"I'm learning!" She shoved her cunt up to meet Eve's downward thrust. "Fuck me, baby, fuck me," she crooned.
Eve drove her cunt against Cat's again and again. She thrust like a man and Cat rewarded her with deep gasps every time their clits met. She put both hands under Cat's ass, lifted it off the mattress and pulled their crotches tighter together.
Lynn stood between Henry and Adam with a cock in each hand. She slowly stroked the pair of pricks as she watched her girlfriends. They each had an arm around her, playing with her tits as they watched the two women fuck. "Aren't they beautiful?" Lynn said softly. "Magnificent," Henry agreed. "Watching them fuck really turns me on."
"Me, too," Adam echoed.
"I want both of you to fuck Kitty Cat," Lynn said. "Adam, you'd better take her ass. I don't think she can take Henry there yet."
"Are you ready to cum?" Eve panted.
"Yes! Yes!" Cat gasped. "Get me, baby! Give me a few more strokes, and I'll give you my juice!"
"Let it go, darling. I'm almost there, too. I can feel it growing in the bottom of my cunt. Let's cum together."
"Now, baby!" Cat wailed. "Fuck me hard!" The two horny girls twisted and humped and banged cunts and climaxed simultaneously. Cat pulled Eve's head down and kissed her passionately.
"Let's switch places," Cat panted. "I want to get on top and fuck you."
They rolled over and Cat began to fuck Eve. Fucking another woman while Lynn, Henry and Adam watched drove Cat to an even greater frenzy. She was proud of herself, proud that she could express her sexuality so openly. She had kept her genuine temperament bottled up so long. Too long. Her true feelings were out in the open now, and she was glad they were. Being honest with herself was so much better, and certainly more fun!
She began to fuck faster and faster, driving the double-dong both ways, into herself and into Eve. Her climax hit like a thunderbolt and her senses shattered in a blinding flash.
"Oh, God!" she squealed. "How wonderful! God, I love to fuck! I want to cum forever!"
"Don't stop fucking me, baby," Eve wailed as she drove her boiling twat into Cat's. "I'm cumming with you! God, you're wonderful, baby! You fuck so well. Keep me cumming!" Cat's hips worked like powerful pistons, driving the rubber dick into Eve with unremitting, erotic force. Eve's ass heaved from the impact of clit against clit.
They rolled over again and continued to fuck each other into oblivion. Their orgasms subsided and they ceased their tormented twisting. They stayed locked together at the crotch and hugged each other lovingly.
"God, that was good!" Cat whispered.
"You really got off," Eve replied. "Someone would think you'd never cum before."
"I cum better every time I fuck or suck lately," Cat said. "With both men and women. I have never felt so liberated."
Henry pulled the two women apart and snatched the dildo out of Cat's cunt. Lynn knelt beside Cat and grasped her husband's throbbing dick. She spread Cat's slick cunt lips and pulled him forward. She fit the head of his massive tool in Cat's love hole and gave his cock a gentle tug. The thrill of watching her girlfriend's hot twat engulf his pulsing prick inflamed her senses.
Henry kissed Cat on the mouth as he felt the tip of his cock touch the moist lips of her cunt. His wife helping him ball this lovely young woman increased his excitement.
Lynn reached into her crotch and began to play with her fiery love button. Henry's shaft slid through her fist and into Cat's cunt to the hilt. She released his cock and began to diddle Cat's clit, matching the rhythm of the finger on her own clit.
She kissed her husband lovingly and said, "I love to watch you fuck another woman, darling."
Cat stared up at Henry and moaned in a lust clouded voice, "Do it, darling! Do it to me! Fuck me, fuck me good!"
The others crowded around to watch as Henry rammed his cock into Cat's steaming depths. The huge invader stretched her vaginal lips as wide as they would go. She wrapped her legs around his waist and locked her ankles above his bare buns. He began to fuck her with stalwart strokes. She fucked back with an insatiable greed. She threw both arms around his neck and lifted herself. She mashed her tits into his chest and began to writhe and wriggle and undulate with pure sexual bliss.
Lynn began to frig her own clit faster and faster, almost as if trying to keep up with the passion Cat felt. Eve stroked her brother's prick as they watched the sultry scene.
"Come here, Adam," Lynn said.
Adam stood over Cat, his long, thin cock in his hand, a tight smile on his lips. "Turn her over, Henry," he said.
Cat understood what Adam meant to do. She stared at his prick and trembled as she thought of his long tool going up her ass while Henry's thick cock filled her cunt. She hugged Henry tightly and whispered in a shaky voice, "Turn me over, darling. I want both of you to fuck me at the same time."
Henry kept his prick buried in Cat's cunt. With Eve's help, he turned her over. She lay on top of him with her stunning knockers pressed into his chest.
"Get on your knees, darling," Eve said.
Cat pulled her knees up under herself and spread her legs.
Lynn ran the tip of her finger up the shaft of her husband's cock and around the lips of Cat's hair-lined slit. "So pretty," she said softly.
Cat moaned with pure delight and began to slowly and sensuously rub the walls of her cunt up and down on Henry's hard cock. She felt Eve's dainty finger tickling teasingly over her tightly puckered anus. Then she felt honey splatter on her ass. Eve smeared the slippery sweet stuff around her asshole, then stuck her finger in the brown-rimmed hole.
Cat squirmed her buttocks around in lewd circles. Adam's weight pushed her rear end down, forcing Henry's cock into her cunt to the hilt. She sucked in her breath as the swollen head of Adam's prick pressed against the spongy ring of her asshole.
"Oh! Oh!" she whimpered. The pressure increased as the tip of his dick stretched her tiny anal mouth, then suddenly popped inside. "Oh! That didn't hurt at all," she said, surprised. "I could probably take Henry's cock in there."
"Don't get carried away," Lynn laughed as she caressed Cat's tender bottom.
Eve pulled the cheeks of Cat's ass apart and Lynn tickled her tightly stretched anus. Adam held still for a moment, allowing her anal canal time to adjust to his prick.
Cat crouched atop Henry, pinned between two hard cocks. She loved it! Adam began to fuck her ass, and she felt such intense pleasure. Pleasure so sweet, she couldn't believe it. Pleasure so wild and free, she wanted to stay in the rapturous state as long as she lived.
"This one's for you, Bud!" she giggled.
Cat turned her head to look at Adam and her mouth hit one of Eve's tits. She began to tongue and suck the stiff tit bud as the two rigid prods worked in her. She turned Eve's nipple loose and kissed Henry on the open mouth as Adam coated the back of her neck with smooches.
Henry and Adam thrust into her alternately, getting their rhythm better with each stroke. She felt their cocks rubbing on each side of the thin membrane separating her cuntal and anal passages. Lynn and Eve caressed her all over. They played with her nipples, cupped her tits, caressed the cheeks of her ass and diddled her clit. They fondled the men's balls and tickled their cocks as they pumped in and out of Cat.
Cat was pinned between the two men, on her knees, sweating, her full, firm boobs dancing freely. Her eyes were closed and her mouth hung open. She was breathing hard, a lewd smile of carnal delight twitching on her lips.
"Yes! Yes!" she moaned. "Oh, God, yes, fuck me! Do it! Fuck me! I'm going crazy! I love it!" She began to moan loudly and twist like a madwoman as she climaxed. The two men continued to bang her south side holes. Moments later, they unleashed their scalding sperm into her hungrily sucking cunt and rectum.
She collapsed between them and giggled, "Now, I'm tickled pink!"
Lynn and Eve pulled the pile apart and took Cat to the shower.
"We'll do a daisy chain to stimulate the men into new erections," Lynn said. "When they're ready to go again, would you like me to sit on your face while Adam fucks you?"
"You're going to make me turn bright pink," Cat sighed. "Can Adam get it up enough times to fuck Eve, too?"
Eve chuckled sexily and kissed Cat. "Darling, if Lynn and I can't get a cock hard, the guy is dead!"
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Cat still had one problem to solve before she could completely enjoy her new sexual freedom. She waited until after her weekly visit to Floyd Tuesday afternoon, then called Lynn.
"How are you feeling?" Lynn asked. "Any regrets?"
"Not in the least!" Cat exclaimed. "I met Floyd this afternoon, and fucked him half to oblivion. He didn't know what hit him. But I still have one problem."
"I know," Lynn said. "I don't want to butt in where I'm not wanted, but I am going to butt in. You can't solve your problem with Bud by wishing. You've got to sit him down and talk to him."
"Will you talk to him first?" Cat asked woefully. "Call him tomorrow at work. Arrange to meet him for lunch."
"What are friends for?" Lynn chuckled. "I can't guarantee it will do any good."
"I know. But it might. He'll listen to you.
You're better at handling men than I am."
Bud thought about the sorry state of his marriage most of the day Tuesday. Late in the afternoon, he decided he would call Lynn. She was Cat's best friend, and could advise him if anyone could. He hoped he could relate his problem without being improper.
"Well, talk about a coincidence," Lynn said. "I was going to call you in a few minutes. Can we meet for lunch tomorrow?"
"That's what I was going to ask you," Bud said. "I want to talk to you about something important."
"Do you have someplace in mind to meet?"
Bud gave her the name of the restaurant and they set a time. Lynn immediately called Cat.
"Did he say what he wants to talk about?" Cat asked.
"No. Just that it was important. Maybe he came to the same conclusion you did." Lynn paused for a moment. "Maybe he wants something else. I won't meet him if it makes you feel uncomfortable. Our friendship is too important."
"I trust you," Cat said. "Do what you feel best. If he makes a pass at you, you'll know how to handle it. I can understand if he wants to fuck you." She laughed softly. "I did. Who knows, maybe getting in your pants will help him. If he treats you the way he treats me, we'll know his problem isn't me. You won't have to waste your breath trying to see the error of his ways. If it goes the way we hope, he's going to fuck you before long anyway."
Lynn felt better after talking to Cat. She had not expected Cat to have any hesitation, not after the past weekend. But she did want to make sure. The more she thought about it, the more she thought she would give Bud every opportunity to make a pass at her, if he was so inclined. She could go home with him and arrange for Cat to catch them. If Cat caught him fucking her best friend, he would have to tell her why he no longer wanted to fuck her.
Lynn arrived at the restaurant before Bud. She waited in the lobby and gave him a bright smile when he arrived.
Bud took her warm smile to be a good sign. He tried to kiss her on the cheek. She turned her head so their lips met. Her tongue darted quickly into his mouth, then withdrew just as quickly. Her action flustered him. It wasn't a deep kiss, but it was more than he expected.
Lunch went well. They weren't close friends, but Lynn's friendship with Cat gave them a little common ground. Lynn made small talk and kept Bud talking about his job, his plans for the future, and his hopes. She skirted around the edge of sexual subjects while giving him subtle hints that she might be receptive to trying the mattress mambo with him.
Over coffee, Bud said, "Can I talk to you about something very personal?"
"You can talk to me about anything," Lynn assured him. "If I'm not familiar with the subject, I'll wing it."
"Does Cat talk to you about us? Her and me, I mean."
"Some," she said noncommittally.
"We aren't getting along very well lately. In bed, I mean. She doesn't seem to have much interest in sex."
The misunderstood husband approach, Lynn thought. Better than nothing, I guess. "Is this something new? How was your sex life when you first married?"
"Not bad. I thought it would get better with time. It didn't. She's so uptight."
"Sometimes a woman is simply scared. Or doesn't know what a man will think of her if she does something only 'bad' girls do. Just because you're married doesn't mean that the taboos she learned growing up are suddenly gone. She might want what you want. Maybe she looks to you to let her know it's okay. A man and woman must communicate. Can you give me some specifics? Something you want that she doesn't want to do?"
"Once a week, every Saturday night, is her speed. I want more than that. I want her to show more interest, do something a little different once in a while."
"Honey, it could be different if she just got on top once in a while. Is that what you mean?"
"No. I want her to do something besides just lie there. She used to be pretty active. She would do other things."
"You mean she used to suck your cock?"
His color matched the red tablecloth. He dropped his eyes and paused for a couple of moments. "Yeah, I guess that's what I really mean. But, well, you know, I get embarrassed trying to talk to her."
"What did you do when she sucked your cock? Did you let her know by words or actions that you liked it? Can you imagine how a girl feels if she sucks a guy's cock, and he gives her the impression he doesn't like it? I've known some men who loved to get blown, but didn't want their wife to do it. The old crap that 'nice' girls don't suck cock."
"I don't feel that way."
"Bud, some women will do most anything on their own without caring what anyone thinks about it. Cat is not one of those. She cares very much about you and what you think. You have to talk to her. She can't read your mind. Maybe she thinks you're the one who has lost interest. Maybe she's waiting for you to take the lead. You've probably heard the joke about the guy who used a very direct approach. When he met a woman who turned him on, he told her he wanted to fuck her. He got his face slapped a lot, but he also fucked a lot of women-and many of the women who slapped his face. That seemed to be a conditioned response. Guess the word fuck shocked them, but the idea intrigued them. Talk to Cat. If you've lost interest, tell her why, and what the two of you together can do to revive the spark."
"Well, you might be right. But one of the guys I work with told his wife he wanted to try swapping. She went ballistic and damned nearly left him. She said he couldn't love her if he wanted to share her. He tried to explain that sex is fun and screwing someone else isn't sharing the person. The person is in the head, in the mind, and that isn't necessarily shared. She's still mad at him. I don't want that to happen with Cat and me. Things haven't been going too well lately, but I do love her. I sure don't want to lose her."
"Would it help if I went with you to talk to Cat? We've been friends a long time, and we're both women. Maybe it will help if I'm there."
"Gee, Lynn, I don't know. I'm not sure how Cat would take that either. I mean, what would she think if I tried to discuss something so intimate in front of you?"
"I don't think she would be upset. Like the man said, you pays your money and you takes your chances. Do you want me to talk to her for you?"
"I don't know how I would feel about that. What if she thought we had done it, or something?"
"What is it, Bud? Are you afraid to use the word with me?"
"I mean, what if she thought we had, well, that we had ... uh, fucked?"
"Would that be so bad? Do you want to fuck me?"
"God, Lynn. I don't know what to say when you ask me questions like that."
"Do you eat pussy, Bud? I won't let a guy fuck me unless he eats my pussy."
Lynn was beginning to enjoy herself. Bud wasn't really a bad sort. He was just so hung up on the old taboos. He had too many ideas about things being only one way.
"Yeah. I used to eat Cat all the time."
"Why did you stop?"
"I don't know," he said glumly.
"Now answer my other question. Do you want to fuck me?"
"God, Lynn, you're Cat's best friend!"
"Would you rather fuck her worst enemy?" she teased.
"Well, when you put it that way, no, I guess not. It's just, well, you know, sort of funny for you to ask me that, you being her friend and all. I just never thought that good friends did that."
"Good friends do fuck, Bud. I can't imagine fucking an enemy. Maybe you will get a chance to fuck me. Maybe sooner than you think. Why don't we go see Cat now?"
"Yeah, I guess we'd better. Are you going to tell her about this conversation?"
"No, you are. I'm going along for moral support. Just don't be surprised if Cat isn't as hung-up as you think she is. Now, you wait here while I go powder my nose. I'll ride with you and get my car later."
Lynn went toward the ladies room and detoured to a bank of telephones down the hall. She quickly explained the situation to Cat and told her to meet them at the door, ready to fuck, and let nature take its course.
When she returned to the table, Bud stood and took her arm. She slipped her arm through his and rubbed her nipple lightly against his arm as they walked. In the car, she slid over close to him, pressed her tit into his arm and put her hand on his upper thigh. Before they had gone very far, her hand rested lightly on top of his cock. Her light stroking and squeezing soon had it hard enough to outline the shaft down the leg of his pants.
She chatted easily, keeping her remarks off of sex. She wanted him eager, but not out of control. For her plan to work, he had to take her presence for granted.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Cat met them just inside the front door. Bud was already worked up from the way Lynn handled him in the car, and one look at his wife made him nearly swallow his tongue.
Cat wore a baby doll outfit that left nothing to the imagination. The pale blue color set off her skin and hair coloring to perfection. The top barely covered her large tits and the tiny bikini panties was little more than a small handkerchief that started at the hips and disappeared into the slit of her pussy. Her curly pubic hair was plainly visible.
A knowing look passed between the women as Cat glided into Bud's arms and coiled her arms around his neck. She pressed her full, lush body so tightly against his they looked as if they were two halves of the same whole. She kissed him and slithered her tongue between his lips.
Taken aback, he didn't even put his arms around his sexy wife. Lynn took his hands, pulled them around Cat, and put them on her delectable ass. He was not even aware of Lynn. Cat was grinding her pussy mound into his crotch, agitating his prick. He thought the damn thing would punch a hole in his pants. Cat forced her hand between them and grasped his jutting dick.
"Did you bring this gorgeous thing home especially for your hot little wife?" she crooned against his mouth.
Totally confused, too inflamed to think straight, he just went with the flow. He didn't know that Lynn was even in the room, watching intently. He knew only that his wife had his stiff dick out of his pants, stroking it gently.
Cat released his cock and pushed his coat off his shoulders. Lynn helped her undress him. Cat knelt and yanked his shorts down, freeing his rigid rod. She captured his cock with her mouth and began to swallow the whole thing. After learning to suck Henry's jumbo dork, her husband's cock was easy.
Lynn finished undressing Bud, then turned to Cat. She untied the blonde's top and pulled it off. He looked down at his wife's pretty face. Her tits looked as if they had swollen two sizes. The proud tips stood way out. He clenched his teeth and fought to control his emotions.
Cat wanted to drink his cum, but not so soon. She pulled her mouth away and pulled him down on his back. She had attacked him at the door, and they were barely inside the room. She didn't care. Any place would do. With a little help from her friend, she got her panties off. Her pussy had flowed so heavily, there wasn't a dry spot on them. Lynn smiled and blew her a kiss as she pulled the panties over Cat's feet.
Cat smiled and nodded at Bud's dick. She straddled his head and lowered her saturated fur pie to his lips. He stuck out his tongue, ran it the full length of her sex slot, then buried it in her hole. His tongue opened her floodgates. Her juice began to pour down his licker and into his mouth. He drank her tasty nectar as fast as he could and probed for more. Cat slowly rocked her hips back and forth, smearing her juices over his nose and cheeks. His tongue transported her into ecstasy.
Lynn quickly undressed and went after Bud's cock. She took his prong in her hand and began to stroke it. She alternately jacked him rapidly, then pulled the foreskin all the way back, exposing the swollen crimson knob. She licked the tip, ran her lapper around the head as though licking an ice cream cone, took just the tip in her mouth and gently sucked it. Then she started over again.
Cat leaned forward and supported herself with her hands on the floor, bringing more of her beaver into contact with his mouth, and began to rub her clit on the end of his nose. She began to jerk her hips wildly, nearly smothering him as she dragged everything from the top of her slit to her asshole over his nose and mouth.
Whenever Lynn felt Bud getting close to the peak, she squeezed him off, then began her routine again.
Bud's tongue worked overtime, washing Cat's entire crotch and licking up her overflowing sex sauce. Her wetness surprised him. Lately, she barely got moist when he fucked her. Now, her cunt was flowing like a river in flood season. He used it like a broad brush, smearing her hot liquid up her gash and over her clit.
Cat twisted and writhed and rubbed her bloated love button over the end of his nose. In her eagerness and passion, she nearly humped over his head. He put his hands on her ass and mashed her box against his mouth. He spread her ass cheeks and pressed one finger against her anus. She jerked forward and his tongue skittered across the her hole. He nudged her back and pushed his finger into her back door. He began to pump his finger in her ass and lash her clit with his tongue.
Cat sank down on his face like a dead weight. Her hips stopped the long back-and-forward motions and began to move in a tight circle with her clit and his tongue at the center.
"Ooohhh, God!" she wailed. "Eat me, darling! Suck my cunt! Don't stop, darling! Don't you dare stop!"
He couldn't have stopped if he wanted to. She had his head pinned to the floor with her gash. She sat full on his face and leaned forward so his tongue was directly on her clit. Her savory juice flooded over his chin and cheeks. She jerked and twisted, grinding her snatch and throbbing love button against his mouth. She became wild and wanton. Wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. She came so hard, she lost all touch with reality for a few moments.
Her orgasm subsided and she dismounted. She leaned over and kissed her husband tenderly. "Now, that's the way I want you to eat my pussy, darling." She looked at Lynn and grinned. "Sit on his cock, darling. Give him a ride he won't forget. Just leave enough for later." She began to lick her juice from Bud's face and mouth.
Lynn didn't need any further urging. Quickly, she straddled Bud and sat down, taking his stiff rod to the hilt. She leaned forward and began to fuck furiously.
Bud looked at his wife with a puzzled expression. "Cat?"
She grinned and patted his cheek. "This one is for you, Bud."
Lynn's bottom went rapidly up and down and around and around. She buried his prick fully in her twat, scrubbed her clit on his pubic bone, lifted her cunt to the end of his dick, then slammed back down.
Cat caressed one of Lynn's bouncing tits and smiled dreamily. "God, you're so beautiful," she whispered. She looked at her husband. "Don't you love her cunt, darling? Isn't she one of the hottest women you've ever fucked?"
"God, Cat," Bud moaned.
"Go, girl, go!" Cat said to Lynn. "Give my husband a good fucking! Get yourself off on his cock!"
Lynn's passions were already at such a high pinnacle that it took only a few furious strokes to get herself off. Her orgasm reduced her to a series of frantic humps and grinds. Her breath came in short, panting gasps.
"I'm cumming!" she yelled. '.'Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck!"
Lynn lost her balance and fell off before Bud unleashed his jism. Cat slid down his body, grabbed his cock and stuck it in her mouth. She shoved her head down until the glans touched the back of her throat. Bud sat and watched his wife swallow his sword. When the head slid into her throat, he came. And came. And came.
Cat had trouble swallowing his heavy load. Her cheeks ballooned out, her throat worked rapidly, and still some of his passion juice seeped out around the shaft. Lynn joined her, and together they sucked and licked and kissed his cock and each other. They shared his cum, then kissed passionately and shared their tongues.
"I know what just happened, but I don't know why," Bud said.
Cat kissed him and Lynn went down on him again.
"I got bored, darling," Cat said with a throaty, sexy laugh. "I don't know where you got the idea that you could get away with fucking me only once a week. I didn't know how to tell you, so Lynn and I hatched up this little scheme to shock you out of your foolish ways."
"It worked," he laughed.
"Do you like what Lynn is doing?"
"God, yes!" he blurted.
"Know why she's sucking your cock?"
"I suppose so I can cum again."
"Well, yes, but not right away. You're going to fuck my pussy, then she's going to help you fuck me up the ass. While you rest, she and I will play with each other and let you watch us suck each other off. Then you're going to fuck her again. If you're still alive after that, we'll double-suck you and share your cum. What do you think of that?"
"I think you should shock me this way more often."
"I just might do that, darling," Cat said lovingly. "Fucking makes me very happy, and I just love to be tickled pink.
