Becky's big brown ass thumped on the carpet as she levered herself up and down on Jim's stiff dick. Fanny stared at the union of Jim's white prick and her girlfriend's black seam and frigged herself madly.
"That's it, fuck her good. Make her cum. Then it's my turn, baby, so you better keep it up," the redhead warned.
Jim didn't worry. These two horny women, who looked like twins except for their skin color, wouldn't wear out his tongue and cock, especially if he took them on two at a time.
"Sit on my face and let me lick that thick, wet bush of yours," he said, and stuck his tongue out to meet Fanny's pussy as it lowered to his mouth.
When one got off, so did the others, and the orgasms just kept going around and around.
CHAPTER ONE
Paul did a double take when he woke. He blinked twice and looked again. The mind boggling scene hadn't changed.
Fanny sat against the headboard with a couple of pillows behind her and one under her ass. She sat with her legs open, displaying her pussy. Juice had seeped out and soaked the hair along her sultry gash. She ran the tip of her tongue over her full, sensuous lips. She put both hands in her crotch, smoothed the hair back from her fertile furrow and began to finger her long slit.
"Good morning, darling," she said. Her sprightly voice reflected the exuberance, the bubbling vitality, she felt.
"Good morning," he mumbled, staring at his wife's pussy. "You're hotter than a firecracker, Frances Ryan. I thought I fucked you last night. Or was that just a dream?"
"What's last night got to do with this morning?" She grinned mischievously. "Why don't you go pee? I won't run away."
"And then?" he asked.
He already knew. When he returned from a trip, he had to fuck her at least a half-dozen times before she seemed even partially satisfied. He knew he shouldn't complain. Some of his fellow long-haul truck drivers came home to a cold bed and a colder woman.
She kept a neat house, always had a fine hot meal and a hotter pussy waiting for him. She always played at least one game with him. Just to keep life interesting, as she put it.
She rubbed the tip of her fuck finger playfully, lightly over her clit. She smiled seductively as his eyes followed the movement.
"Then you come back and watch me jack off," she said, her voice dripping with eroticism.
"Intriguing idea," he said. "A bit kinky, but intriguing."
She chuckled. "I think so. I don't know why I stay so hot at all. When you're gone, I nearly climb the walls. I can't wait for you to get back so I can suck your big cock and fuck you. Do you think that I'm a nymphomaniac?"
"Not according to the true definition. You always cum."
"Oh, darling, I cum just thinking about fucking," she giggled. "Did you know that I cum every time I suck you off?"
He returned a few minutes later and stood by the bed. His robe looked like it had a tent pole stuck under it. She ran her hands down the slope of her ample tits, hefted them in her palms and pointed her stiff nipples at him. The dusty-rose buds capping her tits looked like two large pencil erasers.
He could never look at his wife's splendid body without wanting to fuck her. He could just watch her undress and his cock got so hard, pulled his skin so tight, that he couldn't close his eyes. No matter how often he saw her naked, it was like seeing her stunning, voluptuous body for the first time.
Her tits looked like two creamy mountains of firm flesh stuck on the front of her chest. Her nipples were a lovely dusty-rose color that contrasted sharply with her creamy complexion. Even soft, they were long and thick. When they got hard, they stuck out so far that she could push her big tits up and suck them. He liked to watch her do that. He also liked to fuck her between her tits and cum all over her chest.
The nest of dark red hair in her crotch grew in wild profusion up her belly and on the inside of her shapely thighs. Her well-rounded, firm ass was a little bigger than she liked. He thought it was very foxy.
He tossed his robe aside and walked to the bed slowly, staring at her gaping cunt, wet and enticing. She stared at his cock pulsing and bouncing up and down in front of him.
"I want you to just watch right now, darling," she said. "Sit down there between my legs so you can see everything I do."
He pinched her bare nipples and she shivered. "Now don't do that!" she murmured. "You know what always happens when you play with my tits."
"Of course," he replied. "That's why I'm doing it."
"I don't want you to fuck me yet. I want you to watch me jack off first."
"Then do it, baby. Show me how you please yourself when I'm not around and you get horny."
"You know that I stay horny," she giggled.
He sat between her feet, legs crossed, his gaze on her crotch. She flexed her knees and spread her thighs wide. He thought about the satiny smoothness on the inside of her exquisite thighs, how they felt against his cheeks.
She spread her cunt lips and showed him some pink. "My pussy is so wet, darling," she murmured. "See how hard my clit is?" She held the lips open with one hand and moaned softly as she ran the end of her middle finger up and down her humid gash. "How does my clit compare to the other women you've fucked? Is mine as big?"
He stared at her hairy crotch, at her fingers moving up and down between the thick lips of her snatch. "Fanny, I...."
She ran her fuck finger inside her cunt and wiggled it around. He heard the faint squishy sound and smelled the intoxicating musk of her excitement.
"Don't get shy on me, darling," she cooed. "I know you've fucked other women. You were married before, for Pete's sake! And you're a handsome devil. I'm sure you've never gone long without pussy." The lascivious conversation, the thought of sucking and fucking his cock, made her body come alive with desire. Every inch of her skin felt hot. Her brain seethed with sensuous yearning. "I don't have an ulterior motive. I just want to know. I like to talk sexy when I jack off."
Her pink clit popped out from under its hood, fully erect. The sound of her fingers in her twat, the sight of the juice flowing out of her hole, the inflammatory aroma, made him want to bury his head between her lush thighs and suck up her tasty essence and lick her hard clit.
"Yes, your clit is very big. I've seen only one that was bigger."
"Tell me about her. What was she like? Describe her. You don't have to use names if you don't want to."
"I don't remember her name," he replied, sounding a little apologetic. "She was an older woman, a schoolteacher, with coal-black hair. She even had a faint little mustache. Small body, all angles and sharp curves. Hard little tits and hardly any ass. She wasn't a ravishing beauty by any means, but she fucked like a wild woman at the drop of a hat. And she would drop the hat. She sucked cock very well and came quickly from a good pussy licking, but her favorite was fucking."
"Tell me about her pussy," she moaned, stabbing her finger in and out of her cunt.
He saw how much his story aroused her and got into the spirit immediately. "A mass of thick black hair covered her pussy completely. You couldn't even see the lips until you parted the hair. Her lips didn't protrude the way yours do."
Fanny stopped finger-fucking herself and pulled the lips of her cunt out as far as they would go. "And her clit? What was it like?"
"It practically filled her slit," he said, staring at his wife's crotch, awed by the sight. "It looked like a tiny penis when it came out of its hood."
"Ooo," Fanny whimpered. "God, this makes me so fucking hot!" She stared at him with eyes burning with lust. "Has a woman ever jacked off for you? Has one ever displayed her cunt this way and played in it until she came?"
"No."
"Take your cock in your hand, darling." She waited until he wrapped his fist around his semi-erect cock. "Now, stroke it while you watch me finger-fuck myself. I'll cum just for you, darling. I love to cum."
"Yes, I know," he said softly.
Fanny began to finger her cunt again. Her breathing became ragged. She pressed two fingers on each side of her clitoris and wiggled them gently.
"My clit is so sensitive, lover," she whispered in a husky voice, totally aroused. "Just like my nipples. Look at my nipples, darling. Look how hard they get when I'm really turned on."
He looked at her lofty tits and licked his lips. Her nipples stood up proudly, full and thick and long. He felt a strong desire to take one in his mouth. He resisted the urge and looked up.
She made firm eye contact with him, licked her lips and smiled provocatively. A look of devilish delight danced in her sparkling blue eyes. A dynamic sensation of impassioned titillation pulsed through her body. She looked down, willing his eyes to follow.
He watched his wanton wife slide a long, slender finger into her cunthole. She played inside her channel for a few moments, then moved her finger back up and settled it on her clit.
"Magnificent pussy," he said. "Did you know that you can't fuck some women from behind very easily because their slits are too short and too high up their belly?"
"I've never fucked another woman," she giggled. "I'll have to take your word for it."
"Maybe you should try it sometime. Then both of you could fuck me and I could watch you eat each other out."
"Yeah, right," she said wryly. "You know that I'm strictly a man's woman. Your woman, to be precise."
The idea appealed to her, in a perverse way. Her finger began to move on her clit. It went faster. And faster. Her thighs began to tremble. Her pretty face tightened with unbridled lust.
Her sex gun fired forcefully. Her body spasmed ferociously. She screamed so loud that he recoiled. Her hand became a blur as she finger-fucked herself without restraint.
Her hand slowed gradually. Her body stopped jerking and bouncing. Her eyes opened.
"Oooooo," she whispered, her voice raspy from screaming. "How sweet it is! Did you watch, darling? I came so hard, I couldn't keep my eyes open."
"Oh, yes!" he said. "I couldn't take my eyes off you."
She looked at his fully erect cock. "I see you liked it. You sit up here and let me make you feel good."
She traded places with him and sat in front of him, her legs extended toward him. She pulled his legs over hers and scooted her crotch up close to his. His balls dangled between his thighs, below his stiff prick. She slipped her left hand under his balls and lifted them and held them in her palm.
"I like your balls. They're so big. That's a sign of virility, isn't it?" she said softly.
"So I've heard."
"I like to just play with your cock without any rush, any pressure to do anything else. Fucking is fun, but sometimes it's just as much fun to take your time and play around. If a man gets in a hurry and just wants to stick his cock in a girl's tender little pussy and saw away, it takes away a lot of the fun. Too much pumping and sawing makes a girl sore."
"You don't think I treat you that way, do you?"
"Oh, God, no!" she said with a giggle. "But right now, I just want to play with your cock. You can fuck me later. I like to fuck."
"As if I didn't know. Chester always asks why I don't hang around the warehouse while my truck is being loaded, like the other guys. I never know what to tell him."
Fanny giggled again. "Just tell your boss that you have to stay home and fuck your horny wife."
"Yeah, right," he said. "I listen to the tall tales from the other drivers. I don't tell them."
"Good for you. Your cock is gorgeous," she said, her voice sultry with emotion.
"I'm glad you like it. A guy has to settle for what he was born with."
"The head looks like a big ripe plum. I like that." She leaned over and kissed the knob tenderly.
She continued to play with his cock, using both hands on the long shaft. Occasionally, she glanced up at him, then kissed the knob.
"Which do you like best, a blow job, a hand job, or putting this pretty cock in a cunt and fucking a girl's brains out?"
He chuckled. "All of the above! Which one are you going to do?"
"Oh, whatever," she replied flippantly. "I haven't decided yet. But don't worry, darling, I'll drain this lovely hunk of meat one way or the other."
She hunched a little closer. She rubbed the head of his cock lightly over the lips of her pussy, then through the tangle of dark red cunt hair. She took his cockhead back in the palm of her left hand. She squeezed ever so slightly with her right hand and began to pull his prick with a slow, steady rhythm.
"Damn!" he whispered. "You're a very handy girl to have around."
She showed her appreciation of the pun by grinning at him. She tightened the grip of her right hand around his shaft and began to jerk him faster.
Suddenly, his hips jerked. She quickly removed her left hand from the head of his cock and cupped his balls. She leaned over and took just the knob into her mouth. Her right hand began to slide up and down his shaft more rapidly.
She deliberately gobbled his cum noisily so he would know that she liked eating it. Near the end of his climax, she swallowed his whole rod. She sucked out the last drops of his essence and pushed his cock out of her mouth with her tongue.
"Hmmmmmm, I'm hungry," she said. "How about taking me out for brunch?"
"Okay. And thanks, baby. This is a great way to start the day."
"If you're a good boy, you might start off more days this way," she teased.
CHAPTER TWO
Paul stretched and yawned. "Think I'll turn in," he said. "You going to join me?"
"Oh, yes, darling! I can hardly wait for you to stuff your big fat cock in my cunt."
"Who said anything about fucking?" he teased.
"If you don't fuck me, you can sleep by yourself," she retorted.
She rose, took off her robe, and walked toward the bedroom naked. She knew he would follow. He couldn't resist her pussy any more than she could resist his cock. She got on her knees on the bed and waited for him.
He came into the room and jumped on the bed with her. She threw her arms around his neck, crushed her lips to his and slid her tongue into his mouth. As her tongue probed his mouth, she scraped his nipples with the nails of one hand and began to pump his prick with her other hand.
He caressed her glorious globes of tit flesh and pinched her fat nipples. Her tongue darted rapidly in and out of his mouth, fucking it the way she wanted his cock fucking her pussy.
"I want to fuck your tits!" he whispered excitedly.
"Ohhh, yes, darling! You know you can have whatever you want! You can fuck me anywhere-everywhere-my mouth, my ass, my pussy, anywhere you want to put your lovely cock. I'm all yours to use any way you wish!"
She flopped onto her back, put her hands on his hips and helped him get over her chest, with his cock lying between her big, round melons. She put her hands on the outside of the globes and pushed them tightly around his thick shaft.
"I'm glad my tits are big enough for you to fuck," she whispered hotly.
He reached back between her thighs and began to flick the tip of his finger over her swollen clit as he thrust his cock between her creamy tits.
"Oh, God, darling, I'm going to cum!" she cried.
She held her tits tightly around his prick as she began to buck and twist. He rode her chest, getting an added thrill from the wild movements of her wonderful body.
Moments before he came, she released her tits and grabbed his cock. She began to jerk him swiftly, guiding his prick around like a fire hose as he shot thick gobs of sticky goo all over her face, her tits and her chest. She stuck her tongue out and directed the last squirt into her mouth.
She rubbed his cum into her skin, then licked her fingers clean. She looked up at him and grinned. "Now that I'm warmed up, let's have some real fun."
She tugged him forward until the knob of his dick touched her lips. His prick seldom lost its stiffness until after he shot his third or fourth load. She began to suck on the head of his cock and mutter happily to herself. She barely touched the underside of his shaft with the tip of her tongue, sending shock waves of pleasure surging through him. His prick jerked, lifting from her tongue.
She loved to lick his cock, loved to bedevil him by rubbing the pulsating crown of his cock all over her face and letting it throb freely in front of her mouth. She twirled her tongue around his cockhead, then covered it with her mouth and began to suck noisily.
He turned around in reverse and put his head between her thighs. The slick, swollen lips of her cunt gaped open, begging to be kissed. Her large, pink clit was erect with passion, standing out from its hood, waiting for his fluttering tongue. Sweet, savory girl sap puddled within the fleshy portals. He thought of her exquisite cunt as a delectable 'clair, filled with succulent cream. His mouth watered in anticipation of the feast.
She raised her hips and pushed her cunt to his mouth, silently telling him she wanted his probing tongue in her sweltering garden of pleasure. She rubbed the head of his cock over her stiff nipples, then stuck it in her mouth and began to suck impetuously.
He began to lick her slippery slit and love button. She tasted marvelous. Her juice filled his mouth and trickled down his chin as he lapped at her savory snatch. He spread the lips of her pussy with his fingers and lavished attention on her pulsing clit, then took the big bud into his mouth. He licked, sucked, and gently nipped the hard, sensitive love button, and caressed her smooth thighs and round ass. He slid two fingers between her cunt lips and began to tickle her fiery, humid passion pit.
She began to moan loudly around his prick and went positively berserk. His tongue on her supersensitive clit, his fingers probing her boiling cunt, and his pulsating prick stuck way down her throat warped her mind. She came furiously, releasing a flood of thick, tasty girl cum.
The pressure behind his cock began to build and he felt his balls filling with another load of cream. He filled her mouth with a torrent of warm, sticky elixir. They thrashed and banged against each other, stimulating each other to the peak of passion. Her luxurious cunt muffled his moans and grunts. His thick, meaty shaft garbled her moans and screams.
He turned around and pulled her to him. He kissed her deeply and thrust his tongue down her gullet. She rolled over in his arms and threw her leg over his hip. She reached down, stuck the head of his big, hard cock between the humid, passion-swollen lips of her pussy and shuddered.
Over half of his tool remained outside the clasp of the coral petals of earthy flesh, but she had enough to feel it throbbing sensually. She began to tease herself along, pressing the puffy lips of her pussy against the rigid shaft of muscle stretching her tight sheath and stroking her erect clit.
"Ooohhh, damn, Paul, if you put your finger up my ass, I'll die! I swear I will!"
"Uh huh, and you'll kill me if I don't!" he teased.
He eased his hand down as his flirtatious wife pretended that she didn't want him to finger-fuck her in the ass. He brushed a fingertip over the tight, puckered orifice. Her love oil had saturated the crevice between the cheeks of her ass. He could have thrust his finger in her back door at any time. She liked the anticipation and uncertainty, so he toyed with her.
"Oh, God, baby, you know it drives me right up the fucking wall when you put your cock in my cunt and your finger in my ass at the same time!"
"You like to get fucked in the ass, don't you?"
She worked her hips around slowly. The walls of her cunt caressed the enormous head of his cock with tender little motions. She began to focus the movement of her fuck finger on her fiercely aroused clit.
"You know me too well, you horny bastard," she whispered lovingly.
"Listen to the pot calling the kettle black! You're twice as horny as I am."
"My fanny is on fire, darling. Ohhhhhh! Yes! Oh, fuck, yes!" she panted. Her fingertip began to dance over her clit more aggressively. "Ahhhhhh! Stick your cock all the way in me, darling!" She snapped her ass back and took all of his cock up her cunt. "Harder!" She locked her heel behind his knee and began to jerk and buck. "Fuck harder! Ohhhhhh, yes, jam your cock right up to the heart of my cunt! Aaahhh, stick your finger way up my ass! Fuck me, darling, fuck me!"
He continued to stroke his cock into her cunt and finger-fuck her ass methodically, his pace as steady as a metronome. "Pretend that two men are fucking you," he whispered. "One in your cunt, and one in your ass."
His bawdy proposition inflamed her prurient craving and set off new conflagrations of feverish sensuality. She suddenly gasped and stiffened, shuddering heavily as a spasm of raunchy delight rippled from her cunt and spread to her belly and loins. She cried out lustily and writhed with outright abandon. He disregarded his own sexual longing and focused on her pursuit of orgasmic deliverance.
She began to frig her clit faster. "I'm going to cum, darling! Oh, God, I'm going to cum so hard!"
She soared swiftly to the culmination of carnal triumph. She came again and again, thrashing about and gasping wildly. She swung her ass furiously, impaling herself on his prick and finger time after time.
The final convulsive shudder of lustful delight rippled out of her cunt. She lay back and sighed with satisfaction. "God, I love to cum!" she breathed.
His long, thick cock nestled snugly inside her cunt, but for the moment she couldn't summon up the energy to use the massive tool. She let her finger glide idly over her clit as she coasted back to earth.
"Fantastic!" she whispered. "So fucking fantastic! Every time I fuck seems like the best. Can you feel the way my cunt goes wild when I cum?"
"Oh, yes," he said. "And your ass gets very active, too."
"Mmmmmm, it felt like I was coming apart all over! Such breathtaking, never-ending waves of orgasm, one right after the other, until I thought I was going to die!"
"Want to cum again?" He accentuated the invitation with a gentle thrust of his hips that sent another inch of his prick slicing into her cunt. "How about it?"
"Oooooo!" she gasped, flinching from the sudden stab of his cock.
She pushed him onto his back and stretched out on top of him. He reveled in the feel of her tits boring into his chest and his hard prick resting against her hairy twat. She squirmed and wiggled on top of him. They kissed again, exchanging tongues, biting each other's lips tenderly.
She sat up straight, slid her feet under her and squatted over his loins. She grasped the thick stalk of his cock and guided the knob to the opening of her nether mouth. She watched his face as she slowly lowered her ass. The marvel of the head of his prick spreading the lips of her cunt apart was heaven. Her sheath encircling his cock was pure nirvana. He could feel the walls of her sex channel pulsing and contracting as she continued to lower her ass, forcing his lance further up her torrid sex tunnel.
She buried his throbbing cock in her cunt, then began to heave her ass up and down, fucking herself with the full length of his shaft. She began to twist her ass in looping circles. Her cunt clutched and caressed his big dong, sparking primeval reflexes in both of them. Her big tits dangled and danced and jiggled as she rode his prick from tip to root. She watched his face as she screwed her pussy around the axis of his probing prick.
"There, feel that? God, I'll give you a blow job with my pussy! Shake, damn you, shake! Yes, you can feel it when my pussy nibbles your cock, can't you? Ohhh, darling, you cock makes me ache all over! Mmmmmm, my pussy is stretched just about as far as it will go, darling. I love it!"
He let her take full control the action. He watched with lusty eyes as her tits bounced and banged together as she fucked faster and faster, riding his prick like a prize-winning jockey racing for the finish line.
She leaned over and put her hands on his shoulders. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath and began to hump her ass up and down, skewering herself avidly with his hot poker. Saliva glistened on her full, red lips. Her belly rippled as she tossed about faster.
He took a tit in each hand, squeezed the firm flesh. He tightened his fingers on the heavy globes and twiddled her nipples with his thumbs.
She humped her ass up and down, faster and faster. Her nipples ached, inflamed by his clever touch. Her cunt felt extraordinarily responsive. She slammed the cheeks of her ass against his thighs and went rigid all over. Her dynamic fuck tunnel spasmed on his fiery piston.
He put one hand in her crotch and fingered her clit and pulled at her nipples with his other hand. Her face turned crimson with passion. She bit her lower lip, then opened her mouth and screamed as she started cumming again.
As her orgasm increased in strength, the fury of her fucking quickened. Her ass flashed up and down wildly as she propelled her cunt from the bottom to the tip of his mighty love spear. The muscles in her legs rippled with the effort. The strong muscles in her cunt milked his cock rhythmically. When she reached the peak of her orgasm, the muscles got tight.
Her blistering tempo slowed as her orgasm began to slack off. She looked into her husband's face and grinned. "You think you aren't going to cum again, don't you?" she chuckled. "I'll show you, you smug bastard!"
"We'll see who is going to show who," he laughed.
He grabbed her hips and fucked into her, levering his hips up rapidly, driving his prick in and out of her spasming sheath. She bounced loosely on top of him, one moment sitting up straight, the next moment leaning over to balance herself with her hands on his chest. Loud moans and harsh screams alternately poured from her gaping mouth.
She collapsed on top of him and sighed mightily. She kissed him tenderly and ran her tongue into his mouth, clearly indicating her continued arousal.
He pulled her down and rolled over with her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled his prick all the way into her cunt. She laughed happily as he began to fuck her with long, fast strokes. His swinging balls beat a tattoo on the cheeks of her ass. The muscles in her sheath resumed their squeezing, milking action.
"Come on, you wonderful fucker!" she hissed. "Fuck me! I'm going to get your cum! You can't resist me, you know!" She pinched and twisted his nipples just like he had hers. Her tongue circled her lush lips in a totally lascivious, wanton gesture. "You've never fucked a better cunt, have you?" she taunted him gleefully. "My pussy is the best you've ever had, isn't it?"
"Yes!" he groaned.
"Then fuck me good, baby! Fuck my brains out!" The hotter she got, the more brazen her language became.
He watched her big, splendid tits quake and shimmy from the force of his fucking. She grimaced from the gratifying treatment as he rammed his robust prick to the depths of her titillated twat again and again.
"I'm going to cum, baby!" she bawled. "Fill my hot cunt with your cum!"
She began to whimper and moan. He increased the tempo of his fucking, slashing his cock in and out of her superheated sex channel. She was so wet his cock made a loud squishing sound as it slid in and out.
"Give me your cum, baby, give me your cum!" she moaned. 'Wow, baby!" she yelled. "Fill my cunt!"
Her body began to undulate and twist tumultuously. Her muscles rippled and contorted from the top of her head to the tips of her toes. She writhed and bucked and jerked. She threw her fiery twat at him and raked his shoulders with her nails. Her big tits danced all over her chest.
Her cunt became so tight and active that he couldn't resist her. His need to cum became an overpowering force that he could neither deny nor resist. His aching balls swelled. His prick exploded and began to pump his love potion into her hungry gash in a gush.
He thought he would never stop cumming. She grabbed the cheeks of his ass with both hands and dug her fingers into the tender flesh. She yanked at him as if trying to get him all the way into her cunt, balls and all.
His hot cream spritzing into her tight love tunnel triggered another orgasm in her. She lost her voice and began to spasm so hard that she looked like she was having a seizure.
He slumped on top of her, his body weary, his cock totally wrung dry. She put her arms around him and held him close as she continued to twitch and jerk a few more moments.
"Oh, darling, you are such a wonderful stud!" she whispered in his ear. "You always fuck me so well!"
CHAPTER THREE
"Becky, this is Fanny. Guess what? I found a sex video in Paul's dresser when I was putting away the laundry. Want to come over and watch it with me?"
"Hey, that sounds like a winner," Becky said. "I was wondering what I was going to do with myself this afternoon. I'm beginning to think this housewife stuff isn't all it's cracked up to be."
Fanny chuckled. "Are you just now discovering that, after five years of marriage?"
"Don't sound so damned smug. Just because you and Paul tear up the sheets all the time doesn't mean you have to rub it in. Some of us aren't as fortunate."
"Yeah, you're right. I'm sorry. When can you come over?"
"Oh, right now, five minutes from now. Whenever."
"Hmmm, come on over now. We'll have a drink and watch the movie."
Becky arrived about fifteen minutes later. She got a glass and filled it with wine before sitting down across the kitchen table from Fanny.
"I shouldn't drink this stuff," she said. "It makes me horny. Paul on the road again?"
"Yeah. At least he isn't gone long at a time now that he's on the Denver to Albuquerque run. That Denver to Sacramento run was murder, especially during the winter. Jack still on the Houston run?"
"Yeah," Becky said regretfully. "He left before dawn this morning. Ten days this time. Being married to a long-distance truck driver is sometimes the pits."
"Have you had lunch?"
"Yeah, such as it was. I have to be careful about the food I put in my mouth." She stressed food and grinned. "No matter what food I eat, it seems to turn to fat."
Fanny eyed Becky and grinned. "Really? You don't look like you have a weight problem. You must have to fight the guys off."
"Who fights? But thank you." Becky's brown eyes sparkled. "Jack leaves his girlie magazines lying around and naturally I read to see what kind of women interest him. A lot of them are like you, beautiful, really stacked, with a peaches and cream complexion. You could probably make a lot of money posing for them."
"Oh, come on, Becky! Get serious." Fanny's heart skipped a beat. Posing nude for magazines that scads of men all over the world would see excited her. The men would drool over her and maybe even jerk off "Those women are so perfect-looking."
"Air brushes get rid of a lot of imperfections," Becky said with a laugh. "And, from what I can see of your body through that thin gown, you don't need much help. Jack buys some that feature hometown girls, so you see them as they really are. He seems to prefer those, so I guess he isn't looking for the perfect woman."
"Why should he look for something else when he has you?"
"That's just the way he is, honey." Becky dropped her eyes.
"Doesn't it bother you that he fantasizes over those women?"
"It did at first. I got used to it after a while. He's a good man, Fanny, but you know how men are. They all want what they haven't got." Becky took a sip of wine. "I've never told anyone, but I think he asks for these long runs so he has a chance to bed down with other women." She took another sip of wine.
"Oh? Doesn't Jack take care of you when he's home?"
"Fat chance!" Becky snorted. "The first couple of years, he was never gone more than a day or two at a time, and when he was home he fucked me like crazy. Now I can rub my pussy in his face and he goes right on watching his stupid TV program, or reading his stupid newspaper."
"I don't know if I could stay married to a man who treated me that way," Fanny said.
"As I said, we can't all have a sex life like you and Paul."
"Yeah," Fanny said with a chuckle. "I think I could spend half of my time in bed."
"Only in bed? Don't you have more imagination than that?"
"Well, that's just a figure of speech, I guess. Like saying you slept with a man when you didn't sleep at all."
"I was still a virgin when I married Jack. Sort of, anyway. I never had a chance to date much while I was living at home. Had to sneak around to do anything fun. My parents were so strict. They were afraid I was going to get pregnant, I guess. I wonder if I didn't marry Jack just to get away from them. It was like living in prison."
"Your parents had your best interests at heart, Becky."
"Maybe so, but they weren't so strict with my brothers. Why me?"
"Because you're a girl, Becky. Parents have a lot of mixed feelings about daughters. Fathers can't stand the thought of some man sticking his cock in their sweet princess, and mothers can't bear the thought of their daughters doing some of the very same things they did when they were younger. What do you mean, you were a virgin in a way when you got married?"
"Well, you know, I jacked the guys off pretty regularly and even sucked their cocks once in a while. They wanted to fuck me, of course, but I didn't dare. I thought my parents would find out and I just knew they would kill me if they did." Becky finished her wine and sighed. "What the hell. No one ever said that life is fair. Let's get another glass of wine and watch your movie."
They refilled their glasses and went into the living room. Fanny popped the tape in the VCR and they settled down to watch the movie.
"Are you into this kind of thing?" Becky asked.
"Not really. I've watched a few of them, but I've never been wild about them. The only ones I've seen had no story line. And the quality wasn't very good."
"I've seen some pretty good ones. I don't think the people who make them care about a plot. They're selling sex to voyeurs, aren't they?"
"Yeah, I guess so. I never thought of it that way. Hey, this one doesn't look too bad. At least the color is good and the actors, if that's what you call them, are nice-looking. I remember the first one I saw. The women were ugly, and had pimples all over their asses. The men looked like they lived in some dark alley." The opening scene of the movie showed a white man fucking a good-looking black woman. "She looks like you, Becky. A little darker, maybe. But very pretty."
Another couple, a black man and small blonde, joined the first couple and began to fuck. Both girls had big tits and shapely asses.
"Where'd you say you found it?"
"In one of Paul's dresser drawers. It wasn't very well-hidden. I wonder if he meant for me to find it. Maybe he's trying to tell me something."
"Yeah, I was wondering that, too. He ever say anything about wanting to do it with a black woman?"
"No. Maybe he has a secret desire to watch me with a black man and thinks he can't tell me."
"Hmmm, that's possible, I suppose. You ever fuck a black guy?"
"Yeah. Now and then." Becky looked at Fanny and arched one eyebrow. "Anyone I know?"
"Chester Adams," Fanny replied softly.
"Paul and Jack's boss? Really? Well, I'll be damned. How did that come about? Pardon the poor pun."
"He made a subtle pass at me at one of the company parties. I thought I could kill two birds with one stone if I fucked him. It worked."
"Oh? What do you mean?"
Fanny chuckled. "How do you think Paul got that milk run to Albuquerque? You ever fuck a white guy?"
"Yeah, a few. Not lately, though. Damn, those are some good shots. Just look at the size of the cock on that white guy. He's really hung."
"Paul's cock is bigger. And Chester's is even bigger. Those girls are very pretty. Look how their big tits shake."
"I am looking! And the damned thing's making me hotter than a firecracker. You got any vibrators, or do I have to get myself off by hand?"
"Do you really want to get off?"
"Is the hair around my pussy black?"
"Yeah, and so is the skin. I've got several toys. Paul likes to watch me use them now and then. And I use them when he isn't home."
"Rustle them up, honey. I've got to put out this fire in my pussy."
Fanny went to the bedroom and got her toys. She had two large battery-powered vibrators she used in her pussy and a small, slender tool she used on her clit, and a big massage wand that ran on household current.
"I'll take that machine thing," Becky said. "I'd like to have something that size in me right now."
Fanny plugged in the massage wand and handed it to her girlfriend. She chose the slender clit vibrator and one of the regular-sized ones for herself.
The women looked at each other shyly. Neither one wanted to be the first to take off her panties and go to work.
"Oh, what the hell!" Becky said. "If I'm going to do it, I might as well get comfortable and do it right. And I've got to do it!"
She stood and undressed. Fanny hesitated for a moment, then also stood and stripped.
"We've known each other over ten years and I don't remember ever seeing you naked," Fanny said shyly, trying to divert her eyes from Becky's beautiful black body. And failing.
"We were in different gym classes in school, weren't we?" Becky eyed Fanny's nude body. "If we weren't different colors, we could almost pass for twins. In size, anyway."
"Just like those women in the movie." Fanny cut her eyes around and took another look at the movie. The two women were in a 69, eating each other out. The camera zoomed in for a close-up shot of the black girl's pussy and the white girl's tongue running up and down the dark slit. The men watched and played with their limp dicks. "Oh, wow!" she whispered.
"Wow is right! That's a hot scene."
Becky sat back down on the couch and spread her legs. She turned on the massage wand and ran the knob over her pussy.
To Fanny's astonishment, Becky had put the whole monstrous knob in her twat. "God, Becky, doesn't that hurt?"
"I told you that I was hot, honey! It's a little tight, but it feels good. You've never done it this way?"
"Never even thought about it," Fanny laughed. "I guess that thing isn't much bigger than Chester's cock. Paul's isn't quite as big, but it has a big head."
"Really? God, I would love a crack at either one of them."
"Well, Chester would probably be interested."
Fanny spread her legs and started teasing her clit with the small vibrator. She looked at her girlfriend. Becky sat with her big brown left leg over the arm of the couch and her right foot on the couch. Her right knee was kinked to the side, opening wide her black-haired crotch. She stared down at her crotch as she slid the head of the massage wand slowly up and down her slit. She looked at Fanny and grinned lewdly.
"I'm going to get a good cum, honey," she whimpered. "It turns me on for you to watch me."
Fanny grabbed a regular vibrator and shoved it up her cunt. She began to pump it rapidly in and out with a twisting motion as she ran the tip of the small buzzer over her clit. Her moans joined Becky's as the hummer in her juicy snatch shot hot thrills through her. Her eyes narrowed to slits as her passion built.
Both women had been shy about starting their lewd pussy pleasuring. Now, even an earthquake wouldn't have deterred them from their self-appointed mission. Becky didn't care about her lewd posture. She wanted to get off and made no bones about it.
Fanny opened her legs a little wider and stared at her girlfriend as she fucked herself with the vibrator. She felt an astonishingly strong surge of sexual arousal pulsing through her. Becky's lascivious, uninhibited example spurred her on, created a firestorm of lustful eagerness between her thighs. She felt one deep shock wave of erotic pleasure after another tear through her as she fucked herself vigorously. She wanted desperately to watch Becky cum and to give her girlfriend an equally exciting demonstration.
Becky spread her thighs further apart. Her seam was wet and on fire at the same time. She rubbed the head of the massage machine over her puffy pussy lips steadily, with just enough pressure to transmit the light shocks of vibration to her clit. Rich tingles infused her cunt and flashed along her nerves to her brain.
"Do you get yourself off very often?" Fanny asked in a hoarse whisper. She couldn't tear her eyes away from Becky's black crotch. Watching another woman pleasure herself fascinated her.
"Yeah," Becky moaned, too far into her carnal joy to go into great detail. "God, this thing is making my cunt feel so fucking good."
"Me, too!" Fanny wailed. "I'm going to make it, Becky!"
Fanny jammed the vibrator up her cunt and dropped the small vibrator. Her hands flew up and she began to squeeze her huge, lush tits. She pulled and pinched her nipples until the thick milk buds were on fire.
Becky tipped her mound up and went at her sopping slit with the massage wand. She watched the ripples of joy pass over Fanny's attractive features and her moans became louder. Her well-turned brown shanks began to tremble. She felt the delectable contractions that announced the arrival of her climax. She shifted her gaze to the redhead's pussy, adding visual stimulation to her manual manipulations.
Fanny's body hummed with lascivious longing. The sight of Becky's dusky-lipped cunt enthralled her. Her girlfriend's long, thick cunt lips had opened from the stimulation and were folded around the sides of the knob of the massage wand. A heady, musky aroma of aroused pussy rose from Becky's crotch, inflaming her senses.
She realized that her own sexy fragrance was just as strong. She reached down with her right hand and began to stroke the vibrator in and out of her hot cunt. She had set the tool on high, and it generated gratifying tingles deep inside her sex channel. Her left hand left her tits and went to her clit.
Every inch of her flesh felt incredibly sensitive. Even the lightest touch sent rugged jolts of passionate delight roaring along her nerves. Her cunt tipped up and she put two fingers on her clit. She let out a wailing moan as her body began to jerk. She frigged her clit and fucked herself furiously with the vibrator.
Becky popped like a cork from a champagne bottle, sending mighty flashes of electric shocks to every nerve in her lush, dark body. Her pelvis jerked and twitched rapidly. The movements shot up her torso and shook her tits.
Her entire body began to vibrate. Her mouth hung open and keening wails of intense pleasure began to pour out.
Fanny's climax ripped into her an instant later. Her screams of joy joined Becky's. Her ass bounced up and down on the couch cushions from her hard bucking. She strummed her clit furiously and jammed the vibrator up her cunt as hard as she could.
After several long minutes of sweet sexual bliss, both women came down from the heavenly heights. Fanny left her fingers on her clit, holding the erect bud of sensitive flesh lightly. Strong pulses from the vibrator shoved all the way up her cunt rippled through her groin. Becky slid the head of the massage machine slowly up and down her slit, barely touching the supersensitive lips of her cunt.
"God damn!" Becky murmured. "I haven't cum like that since I don't know when!" She put the massage wand aside and let her head fall back on the couch.
Without thinking, Fanny pulled the vibrator from her cunt and put it in her mouth. She had satisfied her physical desire for the moment, but her mind was still wild with passion. She looked at Becky's wide-open crotch and shivered.
"You look so lewd," she said with a shy giggle, unaware of her own wide-open crotch.
"And so beautiful."
Becky looked down at her crotch, then at Fanny. She made no effort to change her posture. "You aren't exactly a model of decorum yourself. That tangle of red hair fascinates me. Mine's so black and crinkly."
Fanny smiled shyly. "Did you cum hard?"
"Couldn't you tell? Watching you get yourself off turned me on. That was the hardest orgasm I've had in ages."
"Watching you had the same effect on me. Wonder what it would be like to get each other off this way."
"Hell, why bother with the damned vibrators? Why don't we just get it on with each other? You ever made it with another girl?"
Fanny shrugged. "I don't know a girl who goes that way."
"Yes, you do," Becky said softly.
CHAPTER FOUR
Becky's revelation stunned Fanny. And intrigued her in a strange way.
"Oh, Becky," she whispered. "I don't think I...."
"Haven't you ever wondered what it would be like to make it with another woman? When you saw those two women in the movie doing a 69, you seemed interested."
"Well, yeah, but only from a ... yes, I've thought about it a few times. Paul even suggested it last night. I didn't take it seriously. My thoughts were just idle musing. You know, like maybe I should find a nice girl and experiment a little."
"I'm a nice girl and I like to experiment. Do you like it when Paul eats your pussy?"
"I love it! If he fucks me without eating me, I feel like something is missing. But that's not the...."
"Uh huh, and I like it when my pussy's sucked. I guess all we have to do is whatever we like having done to us."
"You're serious, aren't you? You really do want to get it on with me."
"Damned right I'm serious! Never been more so!"
"Have you ever made it with a girl?" Fanny asked.
"No, but I'm going to."
"Why me?" Fanny asked, puzzled.
"Because I like you and I'm attracted to you. The same reasons men want to fuck you."
Fanny chuckled wryly. "I've met a lot of guys who just wanted to score. They didn't care what the girl looked like as long as they could use her pussy."
She tried to be flip and pass off Becky's remark without committing herself. She meant it when she said she was curious, but now that the moment of truth had arrived she was all nerves. She was on fire and shaking all over. She grabbed her glass and gulped the wine. The glass clinked lightly against her teeth.
"Your hands are shaking," Becky said softly. "Are you frightened?"
"Yes," Fanny whispered.
She nibbled her lower lip and looked directly into Becky's big brown eyes. It was now or never. She could no longer tell herself that she didn't know a bisexual woman who would introduce her to the mysteries of lesbian love.
Her throat felt as dry as the Sahara. She marveled at the ease with which she surrendered herself to another woman with fucking on her mind. Her capitulation had only one obvious conclusion. She wondered about how Becky would make her cum. And what she would do in return. All that mattered at the moment, however, was the burning urgency in her pussy. Lesbian fucking suddenly appealed to her. She wanted to fuck Becky as badly as she ever wanted to fuck a man.
"Me, too," Becky said. "A little. I don't know how to get things started."
"Well, with a man, we'd start with some kissing and fondling, wouldn't we? A little touchy-feely? Why don't we do that and see what happens?"
"You mean it? You really want to try it?"
"Yes," Fanny said faintly. She cleared her throat, took a deep breath, and continued, "Those idle thoughts I said I had? Well, they weren't really so idle. They always included you. You were the nice woman I thought about experimenting with."
"Well, I'll be damned!" Becky exclaimed, grinning from ear to ear. "I've had the same thoughts. About you, I mean. Great minds work along the same path, huh?"
Fanny had to clear her throat again. "Something like that," she replied.
Shaking like an aspen leaf in a wind storm, she leaned over and kissed Becky lightly on the lips. She jerked her head back, then leaned in for another kiss.
In a sudden, confused tangle of arms and legs, the women hugged and kissed and stretched out on the couch. Their bodies fused together as their kiss became more passionate. Their tongues darted and retreated, coiled and teased, sampling each other's mouth, testing their response to their first lesbian kiss.
Fanny lifted her head and stared into Becky's eyes. "I've never kissed such soft lips," she said, her voice soft and gentle, the voice of a lover. "I don't know if it's excitement or nerves, but I'm shaking all over."
"Uh huh, probably some of both. I feel the same way. You're a beautiful, sexy woman." Becky hugged the redhead tighter and kissed her, a quick, tender touching of the lips. She felt shivers course up and down both bodies. She slid one hand down and rubbed it lightly over Fanny's full, shapely fanny. "I like the way your body feels. It's so soft and curvy and...." She giggled nervously.
"I like the way your nipples feel against mine." Fanny pushed her chest back slightly and rubbed her stiff nipples lightly over Becky's. "Do you like that?"
"Yeah! I feel the tingles all way down to my toes."
"I think we've started."
"Yes, we have. Who gets to lead this naughty dance?"
Fanny writhed lasciviously against Becky. "I do. I'm on top." She knelt over Becky's stomach and wiggled her ass on the silky flesh. "Big beautiful brown boobs," she said as she ran hands over her girlfriend's tits. "Such big, thick nipples."
She bent down and kissed each tumescent tit tip lightly. Her tongue flicked out and fluttered over the taut buds like a butterfly landing on a delicate blossom. She kissed them again, then took each one into her mouth to suck it tenderly. She raised up and dangled her tits over Becky's. She looked into Becky's eyes and smiled dreamily as she shook her chest and jiggled their nipples together.
Becky grabbed Fanny's head, pulled it down and sealed their lips together again. She thrust her tongue into the redhead's mouth and propelled it back and forth rapidly, simulating a cock. She grasped the redhead's tits and began to squeeze and knead the huge, resilient globes.
Fanny sat up again and stared at Becky with a heated gaze. "We can't stop now, you know. We have to get each other off."
"Who said anything about stopping?" Becky wheezed, trembling with excitement. "I'm so fired up, I'm about to pop!"
Fanny bent down, sucked a big brown nipple into her mouth and tickled it with the tip of her tongue. Then she sucked up the other nipple and loved it.
"God!" Becky breathed. "That feels good."
"Yeah," Fanny said brightly. "I like to suck your tits. They're so big, and your nipples are so thick."
"Yours aren't exactly mole hills, honey."
"Well, at least we won't bang our nose against the wall with such big bumpers."
Fanny began to kiss, lick and suck both nipples passionately. She kept her mouth latched onto one fat nipple as she got off Becky and sat by her on the edge of the couch. Her hand slid down the beautiful brown body until her fingers came into contact with the line of crisp curls covering Becky's mound. Becky threw her left leg over the back of the couch and combed her fingers through Fanny's long red hair.
Fanny's fingers slowly slithered into the top of Becky's cleft. Becky shivered and moaned softly. Fanny began to rub her girlfriend's clit lightly. Becky's hips began to undulate and her breathing deepened. She moved Fanny's mouth to her other tit by pulling on her fine red hair.
"Oh, baby, that's wonderful! I'll cum if you don't stop. Let me do something to you."
"You're supposed to cum, silly," Fanny muttered around Becky's fat tit tip. "You can do me later. I like to play in your pussy."
"You like it!" Becky exclaimed. "I ... oh, baby, it's starting! You're getting me good! Oh, God, I can feel it in my toes!"
"Cum for me, baby," Fanny cooed. "I want you to cum your head off for me."
Becky's body began to thrash so hard that she nearly knocked Fanny off the couch. Fanny quickly turned around and straddled Becky's body, facing her feet. She pushed Becky's right leg off the couch to open her crotch wider. She felt exceedingly bold and wanton and uninhibited as she stuck two fingers of her left hand in Becky's juicy hole. She began to finger-fuck the black-haired cunt as she manipulated Becky's clit with two fingers of her right hand.
Becky grabbed Fanny's hips and held on tightly as her body began to buck and heave and jerk and twist. She pulled the redhead's ass back, on top of her tits. She pushed Fanny's ass from side to side, adding stimulation from her tits to the manual stimulation the redhead was giving her cunt.
Fanny began to twist her hips in tight circles and rub the cheeks of her ass across Becky's stiff nipples. The huge, hard buds against her buttocks gave her an added thrill. She gazed amorously into Becky's black crotch as her white fingers worked in her cunt. She shivered from the visual stimulation and quickened her pace.
Becky screamed and began to thrash harder as her orgasm ripped into her groin. The glorious sensation spread quickly to the rest of her body. Her powerful mahogany thighs rippled as she levered her ass up and down, thrusting her cunt at Fanny's probing fingers. Her clit felt as if it just might burst open. Her first orgasm peaked, then her emotions soared higher. She stared vacantly into space. Her brown hands caressed Fanny's pale skin. Her body undulated and bucked and heaved. She came, slacked off a wee bit, then popped her cork again. The orgasmic waves began to overtake each other, merging, growing in intensity.
Fanny finger-fucked her girlfriend's cunt with three fingers, jamming them into the sopping, superheated sex sheath as fast as her hand would go. She had one finger on each side of Becky's big clit, squeezing and stroking rapidly, frigging the bud madly. The harder Becky came, the harder Fanny pleasured her cunt.
"Oh, fuck!" Becky screamed. Her big brown body bucked and heaved harder than ever, then suddenly went slack. "No more, honey!" she whimpered. "Please! You'll drive me mad!"
Fanny left her fingers in the woman's cunt and caressed her clit lightly with the tip of one finger. "Oh, that was so beautiful, darling," she murmured. "I like to make you cum."
"Not half as much as I like to cum!" Becky laughed.
Fanny turned around and stretched out on top of Becky again. She wiggled her chest to grind their tits together and rubbed her pussy over Becky's. She put her lips on her girlfriend's for a light, tender kiss.
Becky turned it into another heated osculation, complete with stabbing, curling tongue movements. Fanny finally had to pull away so she could get her breath.
"Whew!" she breathed. "You're really turned on. I like that."
"Let's get off this fucking little couch and on the floor. I need more room."
"Why don't we go in the bedroom? The bed's a lot more comfortable."
"Anywhere, honey, as long as we have room to move."
"I might have to take the couch in for repair after this. I'm not sure it can stand having two big women thrashing around on it. And you sure did thrash."
"I do that when I cum really good, honey. And did you ever make me cum! Where were you all those lonely nights when I was dying for a good climax?"
"Waiting for you to make the first move, I guess," Fanny laughed. "Now that we've broken the ice, you don't have to sit at home and fume or play with yourself." She got up and held out her hand to Becky.
Becky stood and visually drank in the sight of the redhead's enchanting naked body. Her skin was like milk. Her large breasts were stunning, high and round and firm, so exquisitely full and ripe, so deliciously saucy. Her dusky-pink nipples were thick and swollen, standing out prominently.
She licked her lips and sighed deeply. "So fucking outstanding," she breathed. "What size bra do you wear, honey?"
"Thirty-eight," Fanny said with a smile, eyeing Becky's big tits. "D cup. The damn things pinch. I let them flop free most of the most. Yours are bigger."
"Thirty-eight F, honey. I don't wear a bra very often, either. And your tits don't flop as much as mine do." Becky put her arms around the young redhead and kissed her lips lightly.
"Your tits and mound pressing against mine feels so good," Fanny whispered. "Your body is so soft and smooth, so unlike a man's hard muscles." She cupped the cheeks of Becky's full ass and rubbed their mounds together.
"All right!" Becky exclaimed.
Becky curved her lower body inward and pressed tighter. She stared into the redhead's sparkling eyes and smiled. She began to slowly grind her ass around, rubbing their hairy mounds together.
Fanny pulled up on Becky's ass and arched her cunt out. "Oooooo, that feels good," she muttered.
"The good feelings are just beginning, honey," Becky whispered. She ground harder against Fanny and shuddered from the electrifying embrace. Fiery passion roared through her body. After a few moments of lewd rubbing, she backed away. "Let's go to the bedroom."
They held hands as they hurried to the bedroom, big tits bouncing and jiggling, heavy, shapely asses grinding.
CHAPTER FIVE
Fanny jumped on the bed and whirled around on her knees to face Becky.
Becky crawled to her and pushed her down on her back. She knelt over the redhead on all fours with her big brown tits dangling down to graze Fanny's nipples.
She kissed Fanny on the lips, then moved her head down. She nuzzled her mouth under one large white globe, stuck out her tongue, and licked the sweet flesh. She licked every inch of Fanny's big tit, then began to lick the other mound. When she reached the top of the tit, she sucked the hard, pointy pink nipple into her mouth and bit it gently.
"Uhm," Fanny moaned softly.
"Like that?"
"Love it!"
"Then this will make you go wild."
Becky licked Fanny's entire body, from her face down to the tips of her toes. She turned the redhead over and repeated the process along the back of her body. She licked up her long, shapely legs and kissed the cheeks of her ass. Fanny's ass lifted involuntarily and she moaned deep in her throat.
"Uh huh, you really do like it, don't you?"
"Yes, I really do!"
"Hang on, honey. It just gets better and better."
Becky straddled Fanny's body, facing her feet. She pulled the cheeks of the redhead's ass apart and bent over. Slowly, lovingly, she licked the long trough from end to end. Fanny moaned twice as loud. Her ass bucked up and stayed poised in the air.
Becky pushed it back down with a sexy chuckle. Holding the cheeks of the redhead's ass wide apart, she touched Fanny's asshole with the tip of her tongue. She tickled the brown ring lightly, then shaped her tongue into a spear and stabbed at the tightly wrinkled anal opening.
Fanny uttered a choked sob as Becky's fluttering tongue flicked around her anus. The tickling touch spread liquid fire through her loins as it skittered around. She hunched her ass up. Becky pushed it back down. She made her tongue stiffen The tip penetrated. Fanny wailed and shuddered as the hard torrents of pleasure gripped her.
Becky got off the redhead and pushed her up onto her side. She stretched out in front of Fanny, head to foot, and pushed her legs open. She rested her cheek on the inside of one firm, white thigh and sighed.
"Are you going to kiss my pussy or jack me off?" Fanny muttered.
"I'm going to suck that pretty little thing until you scream for mercy, baby."
"Maybe I'll just scream. I'm very vocal when I cum."
"So am I, honey, as you've already found out. We'll rattle the windows together."
"Are we talking so we won't have to take the final step? It's one thing to play with a pussy, but quite another to kiss one!"
Fanny's voice rose an octave as Becky answered the question in the best way possible. She kissed the furry slit passionately.
"Oh, God!" Fanny moaned.
"You'll have to settle for me right now, honey," Becky laughed. "Did that answer your question?"
"And how!"
Fanny pushed Becky's top leg up and bent her knee to open her crotch. She spread the lips of the woman's pussy with her thumb and forefinger and stared into the deep gash. Becky's skin was more a light chocolate color than black. The lips of her pussy were a couple of shades darker. The long, thick hood over her clit ran almost down to the mouth of her cunt. She touched the wet flesh with the tip of her tongue and groaned with satisfaction when the pink love stud popped out.
"I didn't think it would be so red inside."
"It's just dark on the outside, honey."
"I like it. The lips are so thick and so long." Fanny ran the tip of her tongue along the puffy lips. "The inner lips stick way out, just like mine."
"Yours are long and thick, too, honey. I told you, we could pass for twins."
Fanny licked Becky's crotch all over, bathing it with her active tongue, then smacked her lips. "I had no idea what a pussy would taste like. I think I like it. Does mine taste okay?"
"As sweet as sugar, honey. As sweet as sugar!"
"Mmmmmm, that's good."
Fanny stuck her finger up Becky's cunt, wiggled it around, then withdrew it and put it in her mouth.
"What are you doing, honey?"
"Finding out what you taste like inside, so I'll know what to expect when I drink your juice."
"We're talking again."
"Yeah, but I'm having fun." To prove her point, Fanny kissed the big brown snatch again, covering it with her mouth and running her tongue into the sopping hole. "See? I'm not afraid to kiss it."
"God, woman, you're something else!"
"You don't know the half of it! I feel totally wild and wanton."
Fanny kissed the tender, silky flesh at the top of Becky's thighs. She ran the tip of her tongue in the deep hollows on each side of the dark-haired twat, then lovingly licked the entire area, leaving it damp with her saliva.
Becky uttered low sounds of pleasure as the redhead brought new heat to her loins. She kissed Fanny's pussy tenderly and lovingly. She pulled the puffy lips apart and stuck her tongue up the tight little hole of Fanny's cunt.
Fanny gasped with pleasure and ran her hands over the black woman's stomach and along her thighs. She wrapped one arm around Becky's hip and fondled the cheek of her ass. She took a page from Becky's book. Her fingers delved into the deep, dark cleft between the dark brown buttocks and tickled Becky's anus. She chuckled deep in her throat when the black woman's body jerked in response.
"Your ass is just as sensitive as mine," Fanny murmured.
"Does Jack fuck your ass?"
"Once in a blue moon, honey," Becky said sadly.
Becky made Fanny's nipples stiffen with caressing fingertips. She covered the red-haired cunt with her full, sensuous lips and began to hum softly as her tongue explored the pink slit. She licked her big clit, her slit, and tongue-fucked her slick hole. She blew hot breath over her cunt. She pulled gently on the tufts of red pussy curls with her full lips, then matted the hair back down with her wet tongue.
Fanny wet her finger in Becky's cunt, then put the tip against the puckered brown ring hidden deep between the heavy black ass cheeks. Becky's body twitched harder as she pressed against the ring. Her fingertip slipped inside the puckered passage, bringing a deep moan from the black woman. She dragged her pointed tongue along the slit of Becky's quim, then probed deep as the wet snatch responded.
The taste of Becky's cunt-her first experience at eating pussy-drove Fanny wild! She began to pump her finger in and out of the black woman's asshole. She established an alternating rhythm between her tongue and finger as she greedily devoured Becky's chocolate box.
Becky began to use her tongue in Fanny's red-haired snatch with devastating skill. Like Fanny, she had never serviced a pussy, but she knew exactly what she wanted to do. She alternated between laving the redhead's clit with her broad tongue and spearing the pointed end into Fanny's tight cunthole. She stuck her tongue as far up the quivering quim as she could and held it there as the redhead's wet cunt walls spasmed and clamped around it.
As Fanny's tongue lunged in and out of Becky's clasping cunt, her finger drove deeper into the woman's ass. Becky's hips jerked in response, first pushing the finger further into her back door, then pushing the tongue deeper into her sopping snatch.
The women slowly drove each mad. The astonishing, intoxicating sensations pushed them closer to their ultimate explosions. Both bodies humped and jerked all over.
Fanny felt her climax well up deep in her guts and rush to completion. She went at Becky's cunt fervently as another orgasm tore through her. She felt Becky's body begin to vibrate and the succulent black-haired cunt overflowed.
Becky redoubled her efforts, focusing on Fanny's bloated clit. She vibrated her flat tongue on the redhead's love button the way her own body was vibrating. Her steady cunt lapping pushed the redhead over the edge again. Suddenly, both women began to writhe and buck in the throes of climactic bliss. Their frantic movements turning them until they lay crosswise on the bed.
Their passions began to subside, only to start all over. Neither woman was satisfied, neither wanted to stop cumming or stop loving the cunt filling her mouth.
At long last, by silent, mutual agreement, they fell apart. They had turned all the way around on the bed during their frantic lovemaking. Becky turned around and gathered Fanny into her arms. They snuggled lovingly, dark tits crushed into white tits. Their hands roved slowly over each other, caressing, exploring, "Wow!" Fanny said excitedly. "So that's what it's like to suck a pussy!"
"Yeah, ain't it something? Now, I know who to call when I'm horny and Jack won't fuck me."
"I have a better idea. Why don't we go hunting together? We're free all day."
"I'm never free, honey!" Becky exclaimed with a chuckle. "I'm damned expensive! But that's a good idea. If Jack won't fuck me, I'll find someone who will."
"Paul fucks me fine when he's here, but he isn't here right now," Fanny said.
"Neither is Jack. He's home less than Paul. You know what we should do sometime?"
"Uh huh. Get our husbands together and swap partners."
"See?" Becky said happily. "I told you that our minds run along the same path. Think they'd go for a little game of musical beds?"
"Paul might. I don't know about Jack. If he won't fuck his own wife, why do you think he would fuck another man's wife?"
"I think Jack might have a lady stashed away some place."
"I don't think Paul has. He comes home all fired up to fuck me, anyway." Fanny pulled and pinched Becky's fat, dark brown nipples, coaxing them into hard points. The nearly black areolae were huge, bigger than silver dollars, and pebbly from her stimulation. "If he is getting something on the side, it doesn't matter as long as I get mine."
"Yeah, I understand what you mean. On the rare occasions when Jack and I do fuck, he seems to enjoy it. I don't mind being the one to get the balls rolling some of the time. Being the aggressor all the time isn't fun. If you keep doing that, I won't be able to talk."
"That's the general idea, silly. I like to play with them and suck them." Fanny gave each nipple a kiss. "Fortunately, I don't have to get the loving started with Paul. He goes after me the moment he gets home." She slid her hand up one of Becky's well-shaped, silky ebony thighs and began to tickle the lips of her pussy. "He just isn't home as often as I need him."
"Would you believe that I sometimes get myself off, right there by Jack, and he doesn't show the tiniest bit of interest in fucking me?" Becky sucked in her breath and shivered. "That distracts me even more than you playing with my nipples."
"I don't care how much it distracts you. I like to play in your pussy. The lips are so long and thick. I used to think I was deformed. I've seen pictures of women with their legs wide-open, and seldom saw one who had such long pussy lips."
Fanny began to pull on Becky's long brown labia, opening them and running the tip of her finger through the deep gash.
"If you don't stop that, it's going to lead to other things."
"I know," Fanny whispered.
"Mmmmmmm. Want to go hunting this afternoon?"
"No, tomorrow. I'm going to suck you off again now." Fanny got on her knees so she could look into Becky's crotch. "Probably several times."
"Honey, that's the best proposition I've had in weeks. Want to do a 69?"
"No. I want to concentrate on licking your sweet chocolate pussy. I can't do that when you suck me at the same time. After I get you off, I want to try rubbing out pussies together and see if we can get off that way."
"I'll bet we can!" Becky moaned.
CHAPTER SIX
"Do you come here often?" Becky asked.
"That sounds like a pick-up line," Fanny replied with a soft laugh. "No, this is my first time. I thought a hotel cocktail lounge would be a good hunting ground. And safer. We aren't likely to run into anyone we know. And there are plenty of rooms right upstairs."
"You don't have on anything under that dress, do you? I can tell by the way it clings to your body."
"Just me. How about you?"
"The same," Becky replied. "Why waste time getting out of clothes?"
"Yeah, if we find anything worth undressing for."
"Well, we'll know in a few moments. Here comes one now."
An average-looking man in his early forties sauntered across the room toward their table, trying to act nonchalant and suave. He was about five feet, ten inches tall, with a medium build and brown hair that was receding from his forehead.
"Hello, ladies. May I sit with you?"
"Why not?" Fanny said. "We were getting tired of talking to each other."
"My name is Jim. What do I call you?"
"A taxi?" Becky quipped. She laughed mischievously. "You can call me Betty. My friend is Wilma."
"Cute," Jim said, eyeballing what he could see of them above the table. Mostly what he saw were tits-huge ones on each woman that stuck way out over the top of the table. He looked at their right hands. "Your husband is Barney and Wilma's husband is Fred, right? Are those your real names?"
"Probably as real is Jim is yours," Fanny replied.
"Oh, it's going to be that way, huh? You come here often?"
"That is a line," Becky said, winking at Fanny.
The private joke went right over Jim's head. He continued to ogle their big tits. He wondered how he was going to separate them and get one of them into the sack. He preferred the white one, but would settle for the black one if necessary. He didn't like going after one of a pair. But there were no other decent-looking women in the place, and he didn't want to wait around half the night. If he didn't strike while the iron was hot, he might not get a chance to strike at all.
"We don't come anywhere often enough to suit us," Fanny said.
"Oh, like that, huh?" He took a sip of his drink to fortify his courage. "Maybe I can help. Do you always travel as a pair?"
"Yep," Fanny replied. "We make perfect harmony together, but can't carry a note solo."
"Well, I guess that leaves me out then. I doubt I could afford both of you, even for a half-hour."
The sharp smack of Becky's hand against his cheek resounded loudly. Jim jerked back in surprise and anger as the red spot on his cheek spread.
"Don't you ever make that mistake again!" Becky hissed. "We might be willing to play, but definitely not for pay!"
"I apologize," Jim said contritely, rubbing his cheeks. "I'm sorry. I just assumed ... I thought those rings were fake...."
"You made the typical macho bastard's assumption," Fanny said. "Why must you stubborn men always assume that any woman in a cocktail lounge is for hire?"
"Hey, I said I'm sorry!" Jim protested. "What more do you want from me?"
"How about starting with a little courtesy,"
Becky said. "It won't kill you, and it might even get you something you're dying for."
"And just how do you know what I'm dying for?"
"You're a man, aren't you?" Becky said. She reached into his lap and tugged his zipper down. She reached inside his pants and fished his cock out. She squeezed and pulled on the shaft, as if trying to get more cock out in the open. "See what I mean?"
"What the hell are you doing?" Jim hissed, looking around to see if anyone was watching. "This is a public place!"
"So's the men's room, and you take your cock out there," Fanny teased. "Your eyes have been burning holes in our tits. We have every right to take a peek at what you have."
Jim looked down at his crotch. His cock had risen like a cobra out of a charmer's basket, in spite of what he felt about being exposed in a public cocktail lounge. Becky's dark hand stood out starkly against the paleness of his shaft.
"You have a room here?" Becky asked. "Yeah. Four ten."
"Did you eat your spinach today?" Fanny asked. "You need a lot of strength to handle both of us, and we don't play alone."
"I think I'm up to it," he said.
"Well, put that thing away and go there,"
Becky said. She gave his prick a final playful tug. "We'll meet you there in about five minutes."
Jim struggled to get his dick back in his pants and closed the zipper. He gulped the last of his drink and left the table. He hurried to his room, took off his coat and tie. He fixed three drinks, then waited with bated breath.
"Did you see his face when I hauled his cock out?" Becky said, giggling with glee. "That was priceless!"
"Yeah, I thought he was going to faint."
"You scared?" Becky said softly, suddenly serious.
"Yeah, a little. Screwing Chester isn't such a big deal. I know him. Screwing a complete stranger is something else."
"Want to back out?"
"No. I've come this far. I might as well go all the way."
Becky chuckled sexily. "Going all the way and cumming just about sums it up, honey. If this doesn't pan out, we can always go home and screw each other."
Fanny caressed Becky's cheek. "We always have each other in any case," she said quietly. "This might be fun, but I don't want to neglect what we discovered yesterday."
"Neither do I!" Becky exclaimed, pulling Fanny's hand around and kissing the palm. "I don't know when I've had more fun."
"Okay, let's go see if we can have some fun with Jim."
In the elevator, they looked at each other and grinned nervously. They hurried down the hall and into Jim's room without knocking. Becky made sure the door was locked, then turned around and faced Jim. She shook her head, indicating that she didn't want a drink.
"I don't need anything to get me loose," she said. "I didn't come here for chit-chat or drinking. Betty's my name and fucking's my game."
"Damn, you get right to the point, don't you?" Jim said.
Becky pulled her dress over her head, leaving her in nothing but long dangly silver earrings and thigh-high boots with spike heels. She put her hands on her hips and stared at Jim.
His eyes got real big around and nearly jumped out of his head. "Jesus," he whispered. "Will you look at that!"
"Haven't you ever seen a pair of brown tits?" Becky teased. She arched her back and pushed her chest out, accentuating the huge brown globes.
"Not like those!"
"Aren't they beautiful?" Fanny said. "See how they stand up all by themselves, so firm and round and proud?"
"Just how big are those things?" Jim muttered, his eyes fastened on Becky's large melons.
"Thirty-eight F," Fanny replied.
"God!" Jim exclaimed. "I've never seen tits that big!" He stared at Fanny's chest. "And yours look just as big."
Fanny smiled and removed her dress to expose her naked body and bountiful beauties. Her nipples were already hard and pointy, and she could feel the wetness seeping into her cunt.
"Not quite," she said. "I only wear a thirty-eight D."
"Only! Isn't that the same?" Jim's eyes were really bugging as they flashed from brown tits to white tits. He couldn't decide where to look. "I can't tell the difference."
"The number tells you how far it is around the chest," Fanny said. "The letter tell you how big the tit is. A thirty-four C is a bigger tit than a thirty-six A."
"Boy, I learn something new every day."
"Shorty, do you want to stand there ogling our tits and discussing how big they are, or do you want to get it on?" Becky said impatiently. "If all I want to do is talk about fucking, I can call one of those phone sex lines."
"Damn, you sound like a tough bitch," Jim muttered. He looked the women up and down and frowned. "You two sure are tall."
"I'm six foot, two without shoes and Wilma is six foot even. Towers of power, Shorty. Now, what's it to be? Talk or action?"
"Well, I'm not sure," he said uncertainly. He wanted to fuck one of them so badly that his nuts ached. "I've never been with two women at the same time. And you two are so big! I mean...."
Becky snorted with disgust and picked up her dress. "Come on, Wilma. Let's split this scene. There are lots of men in that cocktail lounge to choose from. We don't have to take the first thing that comes along. This dude probably doesn't know even how to suck a pussy anyway. And nobody gets his cock in Brown Beauty before he sucks her off."
"What do you want, a demonstration?" Jim demanded with a challenge in his voice. He would be damned if he would let a woman buffalo him. Besides, he knew he was on the verge of losing his chance to fuck either of them.
"Yes, Shorty, that's exactly what I want!" Becky tossed her dress across a chair and pulled him to her. She mashed his face between her gigantic tits, nearly smothering him in the heavy brown flesh. She released him and sat on the bed with her legs spread. "Come here, Shorty, and lick my chocolate pussy. You ever fuck a black pussy?"
"No."
"Then it's about time you changed your luck," Fanny said. "You'll like the flavor of her pussy. I know I do, and I'm very finicky. Why don't you undress first, so we don't waste time later? Besides, we don't want to be the only ones running around naked. You embarrass us."
"I don't think anything could embarrass you two," Jim replied. His eyes went from one luscious naked woman to the other as he quickly stripped.
He got on his knees between Becky's thighs. She took him by the ears and pulled his face into her crotch. Fanny sat on the bed by Becky and began idly playing with her nipples.
Jim kissed Becky's pussy, then looked up at her face. "You're beautiful," he said softly. "A big, foxy brown woman. Looking at your naked body turns me on."
"Well, well," Becky said tenderly. "The man does know how to pay a girl a compliment. Now, if you can use your tongue on my pussy as well as you talk, we'll have some fun."
Jim reached up to touch one of Becky's huge brown tits. Fanny moved her hand away and let him have one of the massive melons. Becky smiled dreamily and arched her back to push her tits out further. His compliment made her heart sing and her pussy gush. Carnal expectation suddenly submerged her brash, smart-ass attitude.
Together, Fanny and Jim teased Becky's thick nipples into full erection. He stretched up and kissed the tit he was fondling. Becky let out a big sigh when the tip disappeared between his greedy lips. Fanny cupped the tit she was petting and held it out for him. He eagerly sucked and licked each nipple until both were rock-hard and pointing out like two big brown pencil erasers.
"Mmmmmm," Becky murmured.
Jim drew back and gazed at the heavy brown globes and dark chocolate nipples. "Boy, they sure are huge!" he muttered.
"If you're a good boy and make her cum well, she might let you put your cock between them," Fanny said. "Have you ever fucked a girl's tits?"
He shook his head so hard that his brain rattled. Talk about hitting the jackpot! He took a fat brown tit tip into his mouth and began to suck. Becky put her hand behind his head and caressed it, encouraging him, silently confirming Fanny's promise.
"Suck that big brown sugar tit, honey," Becky whispered. "Suck it good. My tender tits like to be sucked. Ooooo, that feels good!"
He left the nipple and began to kiss her scrumptious body. He nuzzled his nose into her crisp black curls covering her pussy. His tongue snaked out and burrowed into the soft, musky flesh of her hot twat. The flat pink tip lapped the folds hiding her clit. He tongued the love nubbin awake and drew it out to its full length. He paused to stare at the large bud of sensitive flesh.
"Jesus, everything about you is big!" he exclaimed softly.
"Oh, not her hole!" Fanny cooed. "You'll think that you're fucking a virgin. Her sweet little cunt captures a tongue as well as it does a big cock."
Jim tenderly put a thumb and forefinger around Becky's swollen clit and rolled the fat bud around. She whimpered with pleasure and hunched her hips.
"I've never seen one big enough to hold onto," he said in awe.
"Oh, hell, honey!" Becky wailed. "Stop talking and lick the damned thing!"
He leaned back into her cunt. He began to lick her hot slit with insistent strokes of his tongue. The plush lips of her succulent snatch opened wide and he delved deeply into her nether mouth. His tongue hungrily sought within the honey-slick walls of her black-haired cunt and licked up her sweet secretions.
Becky moaned deeply and began to squirm her lush ass. "Oh, honey, he's getting me good," she said to Fanny.
"Go for the gold, darling," Fanny replied. "Get a good one. I like to watch you cum."
Fanny began to suck her girlfriend's thick brown nipples, adding to her pleasure. She cut her eyes down and watched Jim tongue her cunt.
Jim felt Becky's legs begin to quiver. He picked up her legs and put them over his shoulders. She crossed her ankles and pulled him closer to her crotch. He began to lick her twat with long caresses of his tongue.
The silky brown flesh of her gorgeous legs locked around his head. He switched from licking into her long, luscious gash and began to suck on her clit with gusto. He drew her large, erect clit into his mouth and let his tongue dance over and around the sensitive nubbin.
"Oh, yes!" Becky whined. "I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum!"
His tongue and mouth drove her into the throes of a mighty orgasm. Her ass bucked up from the bed and began to twist in mid-air. He had to grab her ass to keep up with her frantic movements. The gigantic shudder that ran through her body drove her wild with passion.
Mindlessly, she heaved and bucked so hard that he thought she was going to break his neck. Gallantly, he stayed with her until her ass dropped back to the bed and her panting slowed. She held his head lovingly in her leg embrace as she returned to earth. He made the most of the situation by licking her slit tenderly. When her well-turned mahogany thighs relaxed a bit, he lifted his head and straightened up.
"Mmmmmm," Becky sighed. "Not bad. Not bad at all. I've sure had a lot worse."
"Thanks for nothing," Jim said. "You two seem to like each other a lot. How about putting on a little show for me? I've never seen two women do each other."
"And you're not going to see it now, Shorty," Fanny said. "We can lick pussy when we don't have a live cock to play with. I want some of what you gave her."
"You're going to wear out my tongue."
"When we do, we'll start on your cock," Becky said. She patted Jim on the head. "That was good, Shorty. Don't mind my smart mouth."
"Thanks. I was beginning to think you didn't like the way I ate you."
"Oh, I liked it fine, Shorty! Any cum is a good cum. Now, try that vanilla pussy. It tastes good, too."
He wanted to fuck, not eat another pussy. But he had sense enough to know that he'd better do what they wanted if he expected to get his cock in either of them. Becky slid off the bed and got behind him. She mashed her immense brown mounds into his back as Fanny lifted and spread her legs. He leaned in between the redhead's splayed thighs without objection.
He peeled Fanny's pussy open, looked at her clit, and whistled softly. He couldn't believe that both women had such huge clits. He plastered his mouth to Fanny's cunt and began to suck her clit without bothering to lick her slit first. Her pussy tasted different than the black woman's-neither better nor worse, just different. He had never paid much attention to how a pussy tasted. Something about these two Amazonian sexpots gave him a different outlook about eating pussy. Having two hot twats to sample, one right after the other, gave him the opportunity to compare.
Becky reached between his legs and cupped his balls. She rolled his nuts around and stroked his cock, using both hands skillfully, keeping his dick at full erection. Jolting sensations jarred his brain as her soft hand caressed the bare head of his prick.
Fired up from watching her girlfriend cum on Jim's tongue, Fanny went off almost immediately. Her mouth popped open and screams of joy came pouring out. She grabbed her ankles and pulled her legs way back, tipping her cunt up to his active tongue.
Jim gazed along the length of her pale body at her heaving tits as he scrubbed her clit with his tongue. When she hit her peak, he sucked her monster clit between his lips and began to vibrate the tip of his tongue.
Becky tightened her fist around his cock and began to stroke a little faster. She squeezed his balls a little harder and began to yank them gently.
Fanny's body began to thrash and twist tumultuously. He simply held the tip of his extended tongue on her clit and let her twitching twat wiggle over it.
Becky stripped the skin of his cock back, suddenly and hard. He bellowed out loud and pushed his head forward. His full mouth covered Fanny's twat completely and caught the heavy flow of sex juice pouring from her hot hole.
Fanny released her ankles and locked her legs around his neck. She pulled his mouth into her gash and buried his nose her thick red cunt hair. He panted into her pussy and continued to lick her clit until she began to come down from her erotic high. She released her leg lock and let her feet fall to the floor. He leaned back and took a deep breath.
"God damn!" he grunted hoarsely. "I thought you were going to smother me. You two are crazy!"
"It's your own fault," Fanny whispered.
"When someone licks my pussy really well, I can't seem to stop cumming."
"Well, that's certainly a nicer compliment than your partner gave me."
Becky slapped him playfully on the ass and chuckled in his ear. "Don't fret it, Shorty. You're a good cunt lapper."
CHAPTER SEVEN
"Want to flip and see who gets his cock first?" Becky said.
"I don't have a coin," Fanny replied with a deep sigh.
"We can flip him."
"God damn!" Jim exclaimed.
"Why don't you take him? He's never fucked a chocolate pussy. You can get it up again after you fuck her, can't you, Jim?"
"I can sure try!"
"You'd better do more than try, Shorty," Becky warned. "You wanted to fuck both of us, now you'd better deliver."
"Jesus, are you as mean as you sound?"
Fanny chuckled. "That's just her nature, Shorty. You've heard of a big, bad black mama, haven't you?"
"Yeah, but I've never met one."
"Well, you have now," Becky said. "And now's the time to find out if you can tame one." She stretched out on the floor and held out her hands. "Come on, Shorty, see if you ride this hot black bitch. Just be careful where you hang your pants, though. We might not come back through here."
He knelt between her shapely brown thighs and dipped his finger into her cunt. He fucked it back and forth until the juice began to flow heavily again. He inserted a second finger and worked them both in and out like a small cock.
"Nice tight cunt," he muttered. "I can feel the walls working on my fingers."
Fanny got on her knees by Becky. She began to finger her own pussy as she watched Jim finger-fuck her girlfriend. "I told you so," she said. "It just looks big on the outside."
She leaned over and gave Becky one of her nipples to suck. The way her cunt felt, she knew she wouldn't be able to wait until Jim fucked her. She would have to get herself off while he plowed Becky's pussy.
Becky's hips twitched when Jim accidentally touched her G spot. She sucked her breath in sharply and threw her cunt at his hand. He pulled his fingers out of her cunthole and ran the tip of one finger over her clit. Her ass twitched harder.
Fanny pushed his hand away and said, "Mount her, Shorty. I'll play with her clit. You get up there in the saddle and see if you can stay on."
Jim was more than ready to fuck. His cock stuck out from his loins like an iron bar. His balls throbbed like a toothache. Fanny's fingers settled on Becky's clit and his stiff prick penetrated the soggy, black-haired slit. Fanny began to strum Becky's clit with her right hand and her own with her left hand. He watched her finger flash over Becky's big clit as he gently slid about half of his rod into her cunt. He paused to savor the feel of her hot love tunnel, then slowly fed the rest of his cock to the thick lipped brown hole in a steady push.
Becky wound her legs around his waist and began to hump her ass. She rocked and rolled and fucked back at him with satisfied grunts of eager passion. He set about scratching her deepest itch.
Fanny fed her tits to Becky as she frigged herself and her girlfriend. She matched her fingering rhythm to Jim's as he stroked in and out of the black woman's cunt. Her eyes glazed over and her body began to respond to her salacious self-pleasuring.
Becky felt Jim's stiff tool going into her right up to the balls with every thrust. The deeper he went, the deeper she wanted him to go. His cock wasn't the biggest she'd had, by any means, but it was getting the job done.
She had been ready to cum before he got his cock in her. He made about a half-dozen strong strokes into her fiery depths, and her sex gun fired. She opened her mouth to scream, only to find her mouth full of Fanny's big white tit. She sucked and gulped, muffling her wails of joy with the resilient flesh.
Nothing fed Jim's ego more than making a woman get her rocks off. The more a woman juiced up and yelled when he fucked her, the longer he could fuck. Becky got the blue ribbon for making him feel as powerful as a bull. He stretched both legs out behind him and braced his feet against the wall. Supported only by his arms, he began to pump her pussy harder and faster. The soft, hair-lined lips of her cunt clung to his cock. They seemed to suck at his dick with each savage thrust. He got so hot that his tongue hung out.
Fanny kept Becky's mouth stuffed full of tit and frigged her own clit furiously, frantic to get herself off. "Gonna cum with you," she muttered. "Gonna get my rocks off when you do."
Becky replied with a muffled grunt. She had already popped twice and was well on her way to another glorious bang. She tightened her legs around Jim's waist and humped her ass frantically.
Jim's head came only up to Becky's tits. He bent down and began to suck on her dark brown nipples. The dark-skinned beauty began to vibrate all over and went wild. Her sensual body began to twist and buck. Her big brown tit mounds jiggled. Her big brown ass thumped on the carpet as she levered herself up and down. She rode his stiff dick with her hot cunt, throwing herself into the fuck with her whole being.
Fanny stared at the union of Jim's white prick and her girlfriend's black seam. "Oh, wow, look at her go!" she whispered. "She almost bucked you off, Shorty! Hang on, stud, and ride her hard! She's a wild one."
Becky made a guttural sound deep in her throat. She clamped her cunt muscles around Jim's prodding prick and hit her highest peak. Her squishy quim spasmed again and again and sucked at his dick like a hot mouth.
Her powerful cunt turned the poor man into a lump of mush. His balls exploded with electric-like shocks of lusty pleasure. He gave her a couple of ragged jabs and shot her cunt full of creamy jism.
Fanny's finger lashed her own clit, driving her passion up to a level with her girlfriend's. When Becky started cumming, she joined right in, squealing with joy in concert with the black woman.
Jim continued to pump Becky's cunt until his cock shot the last of his jizz into her sex cavern. Then he groaned and rolled onto his back. His heart beat against his ribs like a trip-hammer.
"Damn! I feel like I've just run a marathon. That was a mighty fine ride, lady. You sure can fuck!"
"You haven't finished yet," Fanny said, easing up on her clit a little. "You still have to fuck me."
"You got yourself off. Can't I rest for a few minutes?"
"Sure. Take your time. As long it doesn't exceed five minutes or so."
"Damn, woman! I'm not Superman!"
"I'll get it hard for you, honey," Becky said. "I love to suck cock."
"Well, just don't go too far and make him cum in your mouth," Fanny warned. "I know how you like to eat cum. I want it in my pussy, not in your mouth. If there's any left after her fucks me, you can have it."
"Maybe I'll just suck it out of your pussy," Becky said softly.
"Then stop wasting time and get the fucking thing hard!" Fanny exclaimed.
Becky got on her knees by Jim's hip and put her hand on his stomach near his prick. He grinned and reached up to play with her dangling tits.
Fanny got on her knees by his head. She pulled his hand away from Becky's tits and put it on her own. Her hot mounds felt as if they were swollen to almost twice their normal size by her wild passion. Her bloated nipples stood out like the end of her finger, so stiff they felt as if they would burst. She took his other hand and put it between her legs.
"Play with my pussy while she sucks some life into your cock," she said, her voice hoarse with lust.
Becky wrapped her fist around Jim's limp dick and squeezed the shaft firmly. She began to slide her hand up and down the slackened tube of fuck meat. She felt a lewd thrill go through her as his rod stirred to life between her fingers and began to swell slowly.
"I haven't had a kiss," Becky said. "And I like to get at least one kiss when I get a good fuck."
"Are you saying that I gave you a good fuck?" Jim asked.
"Yeah, that's what I'm saying, Shorty," Becky said with a chuckle. "That was a mighty fine fuck."
She leaned over and licked his jaw, then kissed him hard. He grunted and slid two fingers up Fanny's cunt. Becky began to fuck his mouth with her tongue and he began to pump his fingers in and out of Fanny's hot, wet honey hole.
Becky broke the kiss and kissed his chest. She lingered for a while on the flat pads of his nipples, licking them until they were stiff little points. Then she moved down to his navel and stuck the tip of her tongue as deep into the indentation as she could get it.
She knew from experience that a man responds to the same kind of foreplay a woman likes. When she first married, Jack had to coax her into sex play. He had always been able to light her fire simply by licking her body. All over. And always, before he got around to licking her pussy, his tonguing made her clit swell and tingle. She wished he would lick her more often now!
She held the shaft of Jim's prick upright with one hand and licked it slowly and lovingly. She wet it with plenty of saliva so she could stroke it without causing him discomfort. She made her mouth into a big oval and hovered over the end of his cock. She took the head into her mouth and rolled it around with her tongue.
"Oh, Jesus!" Jim whimpered. "That feels so damned good! I ... ooohhh ... aaahhh...!"
The speed of his recovery surprised Becky. Alarmed by his heated response, she lifted her mouth from the knob and began to lick the shaft again. She lapped it with long, languorous strokes, working her way down to his balls.
Fanny pinched Jim's nipples and leaned over so he could suck her tit tips. He had three fingers going in her cunt, working them in and out slowly, keeping her primed for the fucking that would soon follow. She looked over at Becky's big brown ass sticking up in the air. Grinning mischievously, she slid her hand down the crack of her girlfriend's ass and into her crotch. She stuck two fingers up the black bushed hole and began to pump them in and out, finger-fucking Becky the way Jim was pumping her cunt.
With a deep sob of lust, Becky covered the head of Jim's cock with her full, sensuous lips again, sealing them around the stiff shaft. His prick was hard enough to shove up Fanny's cunt, but she didn't want to give it up yet. She would stop just before he shot his load and let him rest a moment before he fucked Fanny. She sucked with long, greedy gulps of her mouth and throat, taking his prick right down to the root with each downward plunge of her head.
Fanny saw that Jim's prick was hard enough to ride. She was too impatient to wait for Becky to satisfy her craving to fuck her mouth with his cock. She pushed on Becky's hip and shoved her onto her side.
"I want to fuck!" she said. "Let me have his cock now! Give him your pussy to suck if you want to cum again." She quickly scrambled over Jim's loins, held his prick in one hand to guide it, and began to lower her cunt. She sighed deeply as the knob cleaved her cunt lips and slipped inside. She stared at Jim and grinned. "Hang on, Shorty! You're going to get fucked like you haven't been fucked in a long time. I'm not going to stop until you give me a load of your hot jism!"
She began to hump her ass up and down, adding action to her words. All he could do was lie back and let her fuck him. The way she was going at it made his head swim. He lifted his head so he could watch her better and his nose bumped into a hairy slit. He lowered his head and Becky's cunt followed him down to settle on his mouth. He stuck out his tongue and began to lap at her slick cuntal gash as Fanny fucked him.
In only seconds, Fanny seemed to come apart at the seams. She threw her head back and arched her back. She let out shrieks of joy as Becky leaned toward her and began sucking her nipples. Then she screamed and spasmed hard.
"Fuck him, honey!" Becky yelled. "Make him give you what you want! Fuck his cock off!"
Fanny tried her best to do just that. Her joust with Jim quickly became a contest. She tried to make him cum, and he tried to hold out as long as he could. He enjoyed having two women at once. If he let himself go too soon, they might think he was finished and leave. He had visions of fucking each of them again. He slurped avidly at Becky's sloppy cunt and drank her juice as Fanny attempted to drain the steamy spunk out of his cock.
Becky caressed Fanny's tits and licked her stiff nipples and encouraged her girlfriend. "Hump your pretty ass, honey! Drain the cum right out of him!"
Fanny kept Jim's prick tightly sheathed in her frisky cunt and rode him hard. Her juice sluiced out, ran along his stem and trickled onto his balls. Jim liked her tight, liquefied hole. When a woman juiced so much on his cock, it fed his ego and made him think he could fuck forever. He felt his cock grow harder and thicker in her cunt.
The first deep orgasmic spasm passed through her loins, and Fanny perked up and began to fuck fast again. She was glad that Jim hadn't cum yet. She loved it when a cock stayed hard so she could get off again and again before it spit. A hard dynamic cock deep in her tight little hole after she came was extra delicious, extra satisfying.
She continued to slide her juicy snatch up and down Jim's rigid pole. Her pussy clasped and sucked at his stiff ramrod as she heaved her ass up and down. The inside of her cunt felt like molten fire. She began to grunt and gasp and fuck him harder. He could feel the knob of his cock bumping against the mouth of her womb. He pushed Becky away and sucked in a deep breath.
"Oh, God!" he moaned. "I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum!"
Fanny lifted her ass high and let it fall, over and over, impaling herself, fucking him furiously. The muscles in his buttocks knotted and he felt his balls heavy with boiling sperm. The wild sensations in her cunt began to get to him. For a few illogical moments, he felt suspended between cumming and not cumming, then his cock exploded.
Fanny wailed louder as she felt his cum firing against her womb at pointblank range. His jism filled her deep, ravenous cunt. Her love tunnel pulsated and throbbed with pleasure, sucking his dick dry. Suddenly, she lost her strength. Her body went totally slack and fell to the side. She landed on her side with a thud and rolled onto her back, gasping for breath.
Becky was on Fanny immediately. She stuck her head between the redhead's alabaster thighs and glued her mouth to Fanny's cunt. She sucked and licked noisily as she vacuumed the combination of savory sauce from the sloppy slot. She turned around, took Jim's cock into her mouth and sucked the sticky goo from the shaft. She held her lips tightly around the shaft, pulled her head back, and let his prick pop from her mouth.
"God, I love the taste of cum!" she sighed. "New or used, it doesn't matter."
Fanny and Becky left Jim sprawled on the floor and went to the bathroom to clean up. When they returned, Jim was sound asleep.
"Guess we fucked him out," Becky said.
"We didn't do badly for ourselves, either," Fanny said with a sexy laugh.
They drove home, sated and content.
"I feel a little guilty about this," Fanny said. "I have a purpose for fucking Chester."
"The basic purpose of fucking is to cum, honey," Becky replied. "Anything else is just gravy."
"Have you done this kind of thing very often?"
"Oh, a few times. Only lately, though, since Jack has lost interest in me. I can't stand going without."
"Maybe we should just take care of each other."
"Is that what you really want?"
"No. I liked fucking Jim. Or whatever his name is. I liked the way his cock felt inside me.
"Well, there's your answer then. You'll do it again, you know."
"Yes, I know. Once you've taste the forbidden fruit, I guess you can't leave it alone. Will you go hunting with me again?"
"Of course. I like your action. Watching you gets me so hot that I almost explode."
"Uh huh, I'm the same way." Fanny sighed, part contentment, part sorrow. "That business about Betty and Wilma was cute. Let's keep calling ourselves that when we're out on the prowl."
"Safest way, honey. Don't want one of our conquests looking us up and causing trouble."
In front of her house, Fanny said, "Paul will be home tomorrow. I'll call you as soon as he goes back on the road. Get a good night's sleep."
"I'm sure I will, honey," Becky laughed. "I always sleep well after I've had a good fuck."
CHAPTER EIGHT
Fanny started clearing the table after dinner. "Darling, why don't you go in the living room and start a fire in the fireplace?" she said. "I'll bring the coffee in a few minutes."
"You made that request very specific," he laughed. "Where else would I start a fire?"
She grinned lewdly. "You know that my fanny stays on fire when I think about fucking you," she said softly.
"A fire burns in Fanny's fanny," he joked as he left the room.
She loaded the dishwasher, then hurried to the bedroom and changed her clothes. She went back to the kitchen and made coffee. She carried the small tray with two large mugs of coffee, topped with mounds of whipped cream, into the living. The fire gave off just enough heat to make the room comfortable on the pleasant fall evening.
Paul looked up and his eyes nearly popped out of his head. She wore a white lace mini apron, a black lace garter belt, black hose, and black high heel pumps.
"Some outfit," he said, grinning from ear to ear.
"Taste this and tell me if it's all right."
The way she stood, he didn't know what she wanted him to taste. Her lush red bush was scant inches from the end of his nose. She held the tray at waist level, and the little apron ended at the top of her thighs.
He did the obvious thing. He leaned forward and buried his face in her cunt. His tongue snaked out and cleaved her slit. She shuddered visibly when his tongue skimmed over her clit.
"Taste the coffee, baby, taste the coffee," she murmured. "You're going to make me spill everything."
In spite of her protest, she opened her legs and let him lick her slit. She stood with her eyes closed as gentle tremors rippled through her body.
"You'd better taste this damned coffee before I drop it," she whispered.
Reluctantly, he sat back and took a mug of coffee from the tray. "You haven't made Irish coffee in quite a while. Something special about tonight that I've missed?"
"You're home," she said simply.
He ogled his wife amorously as he lifted the mug to his lips. She looked liked a willing, wanton wench. He knew men who would give their left nut for the chance to just kiss such a sexy woman's pussy. And he was married to her!
"Mmmmmm, tastes good. Where did you get the sexy outfit?"
"Do you like it?"
"Love it. You aren't being fair, though. You get me all worked up, and now you expect me to drink coffee with you standing there that way."
"Well, then, bottoms up!" She laughed and flipped her well-shaped ass at him.
He started laughing and had to put his coffee mug down before he spilled it. She took a drink of her coffee, then knelt in front of him. She removed his house slippers and unbuckled his belt. He lifted his ass off the couch and she pulled his pants down.
"I like it when you don't wear shorts. Sort of like lifting a woman's skirt and finding that she isn't wearing panties."
"Have you been lifting women's skirts lately?" he teased.
Her heart skipped a couple of beats. She had nearly slipped up that time. "Figure of speech, darling."
She took another drink of coffee and held the warm liquid in her mouth. She lifted his cock, swallowed the coffee, and engulfed about half of his rod. She repeated the procedure several more times, using about half of the coffee.
"Mmmmmm," he said. "You're just full of surprises. The coffee makes your mouth hotter than usual."
She looked up at him and winked. "You let the tigress out of her cage. Think you can handle her?"
"If I can't, I'll call in reinforcements."
She chuckled sexily. "Get serious. I'll be right back. Don't go away."
"I'm crazy, baby, not stupid!"
He watched the shapely, well-rounded cheeks of her bare ass grind up and down as she walked. The high heels made her lovely legs more attractive. He wondered if now would be a good time to spring his surprise on her. He wrapped his fist around his dick and began to stroke it slowly as he leered at his sexy wife's ass.
Fanny came back with a tall glass of ice water. She paused to watch Paul pull his prick. Her eyes twinkled and a smile pulled at the corners of her sensuous mouth.
"Why do you suppose that I like to watch you play with your cock?" she mused.
"Probably for the same reason that I like to watch you play with your pussy," he replied.
She knelt and resumed her remarkable method of cocksucking, alternating between the hot coffee and the ice water.
The coldness on the head of his cock shocked his senses, coming as it did after the soothing warmth of the coffee. The contrast between the coldness of the water and the heat of the coffee created sensations he had never felt before.
"Gotta cum, baby," he moaned. "Can't hold it back any longer!"
She lifted her mouth from his cock and murmured, "I want you to cum, darling. Let it go. I'm ready for it." She put her mouth back on his cock and devoted herself to giving him a superb blow job.
After only a few more minutes of her oral expertise, his cock erupted into her suctioning mouth. She stroked the shaft of his dick and sucked seed and swallowed it noisily. She put a small peak of whipped cream on the end of his softening cock and licked it off.
He stripped off his shirt and reached for her.
She backed away and sat down in front of him. She smiled coyly as he stared at her abundant, milky white mounds with fiery eyes.
"Magnificent tits," he muttered.
She hefted her luscious tits and pointed her stiff nipples at him. Very slowly, she ran her thumbs over the bloated buds. "You like to stick your dick between my tits, don't you?" she teased, her voice husky with passion.
"God, yes!" he whispered hoarsely.
"Do you ever wish they were a little bigger? And maybe a little softer?"
"No way, baby!" he croaked. He cleared his throat. "They're so fine. Only a fool would think they're not."
"I like to keep zing in our sex life." She grinned as she looked down at her tits and rubbed her nipples harder. "I gave myself permission to take the lead tonight. You don't mind, do you?"
"Fuck no!" he exclaimed.
"Fuck is such a wonderfully provocative word." She rose to her knees and slid one hand down to her crotch. She grinned and shook her chest. Her lush tits jiggled enticingly. "Doesn't it bring all kinds of lascivious thoughts to mind? For example, I really enjoy sucking your cock and swallowing your cum."
She stood and took a step forward so he could reach her. He ran his hand down her belly and she opened her legs so he could touch her pussy. He caressed the inside of her right thigh tenderly.
"Your skin is so warm and silky," he said softly.
"You really are a very sexy guy, darling. Touch my pussy. Play with it."
He covered her mound with his hand and stuck two fingers into her juicy slit. "God, your cunt feels like a fucking oven," he whispered.
"That's the way, darling. Don't beat around the bush." She chuckled at her pun. "I told you, my fanny stays on fire." She held his wrist so his fingers wouldn't slip out of her pussy and sat down on his lap. She put her left arm around his neck and pushed her tit against his face. "Finger-fuck me, darling," she whispered.
He began to pump his fingers in and out of her slick love channel. She pushed his head back and mashed her lips against his. Her tongue flashed into his mouth and mimicked the action of his fingers in her cunt. She sighed into his mouth and squirmed her ass. She felt his stiff prick jabbing her in the ass and moaned happily.
She got to her feet and stood in front of her dazed husband. "Your fingers felt good in my pussy, darling, but I want your tongue."
"Let's go to bed," he croaked.
She shook her head. "Tonight, we're going to start here and see where we end up." She spread her legs and casually fluffed up her sumptuous muff.
He stared at her crotch, at her hand moving idly over her mound. He slipped to the floor on his knees and wrapped his arms around her hips. She smiled down at him and smoothed his hair back. She put her right foot on the couch and opened her crotch wide. Then she put her hands behind his head and forced his face into her hairy slit.
"Kiss my pussy, darling," she said softly. "Show me how much you love it."
He puckered up and gave her hot gash a sloppy kiss.
"Mmmmmm, that feels good." She slid one hand into her crotch with two fingers on each side of her gash and pulled it open. "Now lick my slit, darling."
He tongued her seam avidly, beguiled by his lusty desire and her bewitching allure. Her ass began to rock slowly back and forth as she pressed her snatch harder to his mouth.
"Good, darling, so good," she whispered. "I love the way you lick my cunt."
She tangled her fingers in his hair and began to hump her ass faster. She wiggled her crotch over his mouth, from the top of her gash to her asshole.
"Suck me, darling," she whispered passionately. "Put your mouth over my cunthole and suck my juice out."
He alternated between sucking her hole lustily and fucking it with his tongue. He loved the zesty flavor of her essence. He also loved the way she talked to him. Her raunchy nature added a poignant sizzle to their sex life.
"I'm going to cum, darling," she moaned. "Get my clit, darling. Get it good and make me cum!"
He concentrated his tongue directly on her erect clit. He clung to the cheeks of her lush ass and licked her sensational, agitated stud vigorously. She twitched and twisted turbulently as her climax seized her and transported her to the heights of ecstasy. She lost her balance and toppled onto the couch. He twisted with her and continued to lick her clit until her passion subsided and she pushed his head away.
"Damn, that was good, darling!" she enthused.
She wrapped her arms around his waist and pulled him with her as she fell backward. They tumbled onto the carpet in front of the fireplace. He held her firmly and rolled them onto their side. She wiggled and squirmed against him, and shivered when the feverish crown of his lusty cock jabbed her in the belly button. She melted into his arms, put one arm around his neck and her other arm around his waist. She slid her hand down his back and pressed her fingers into the base of his spine. She curled her fingers and scratched lightly up and down his backbone, from the furrow of his buttocks to his neck and back again.
His fingers wandered down her bare back and began to fondle the cheeks of her ass. She pressed her lips wetly against his and gave him her tongue in a sweet gesture of all-out surrender. He caressed and hefted her silky rear cheeks with loving hands. His fingers slid beneath them so he could feel the heat of her twat, then slowly separated the plump mounds.
Her pussy quivered and almost gushed as he fondled her ass amorously and pressed his prick into her boiling gash. His fingers danced a jig in the moist divide between her ass cheeks. The tip of one finger touched the tightly puckered entrance of her rectum. She ground her cunt against his cock and hissed with pleasure.
"Oh, yes, baby," she moaned breathlessly. "Stick your finger in my ass. Do it, darling. I like that."
He prodded the secluded opening with the tip of his finger, then wormed gently into the puckered passage. She moaned with pleasure as he probed her asshole, and reached down to grasp his throbbing rod. She lifted her upper leg, flexed her knee, and guided the crown of his cock between the slick, gaping lips of her soggy cunt.
"I need your cock, darling," she said huskily.
She rolled on top of him and pushed her tits into his face as his cock sank to the hilt in her passionate love channel. He started to pull his finger out of her ass. She grabbed his wrist and held it in an iron grip.
"No!" she growled. "Finger-fuck my asshole me cum!"
He concentrated his tongue directly on her erect clit. He clung to the cheeks of her lush ass and licked her sensational, agitated stud vigorously. She twitched and twisted turbulently as her climax seized her and transported her to the heights of ecstasy. She lost her balance and toppled onto the couch. He twisted with her and continued to lick her clit until her passion subsided and she pushed his head away.
"Damn, that was good, darling!" she enthused.
She wrapped her arms around his waist and pulled him with her as she fell backward. They tumbled onto the carpet in front of the fireplace. He held her firmly and rolled them onto their side. She wiggled and squirmed against him, and shivered when the feverish crown of his lusty cock jabbed her in the belly button. She melted into his arms, put one arm around his neck and her other arm around his waist. She slid her hand down his back and pressed her fingers into the base of his spine. She curled her fingers and scratched lightly up and down his backbone, from the furrow of his buttocks to his neck and back again.
His fingers wandered down her bare back and began to fondle the cheeks of her ass. She pressed her lips wetly against his and gave him her tongue in a sweet gesture of all-out surrender. He caressed and hefted her silky rear cheeks with loving hands. His fingers slid beneath them so he could feel the heat of her twat, then slowly separated the plump mounds.
Her pussy quivered and almost gushed as he fondled her ass amorously and pressed his prick into her boiling gash. His fingers danced a jig in the moist divide between her ass cheeks. The tip of one finger touched the tightly puckered entrance of her rectum. She ground her cunt against his cock and hissed with pleasure.
"Oh, yes, baby," she moaned breathlessly. "Stick your finger in my ass. Do it, darling. I like that."
He prodded the secluded opening with the tip of his finger, then wormed gently into the puckered passage. She moaned with pleasure as he probed her asshole, and reached down to grasp his throbbing rod. She lifted her upper leg, flexed her knee, and guided the crown of his cock between the slick, gaping lips of her soggy cunt.
"I need your cock, darling," she said huskily.
She rolled on top of him and pushed her tits into his face as his cock sank to the hilt in her passionate love channel. He started to pull his finger out of her ass. She grabbed his wrist and held it in an iron grip.
"No!" she growled. "Finger-fuck my asshole and suck my tits."
Her firm, hefty tits were swollen with lust. Her nipples were bloated and stiff with passion. His mouth went from one meaty, pinkish brown tip to the other, alternately nipping with his teeth and lapping with his tongue. He aroused her to a feverish state as his hands slithered lasciviously up and down her bare back. He pushed her tits away and smothered her mouth with a sudden, hungry kiss.
She wiggled her ass and shoved her cunt at him. His cock slid smoothly all the way into her hot gash in one swift stroke. Her groin slapped into his as she began to bounce up and down rapidly. The end of his cock banged against the mouth of her womb repeatedly. The force of her thrusts shook her body, made her lush tits shake and jiggle all over her chest.
"Oh, fuck!" she moaned. "God, I love to fuck you, darling! You make me cum so hard and so much! Your cock drives me crazy!"
She felt herself opening wide inside, admitting him to the secret depths that few men ever reach. He worked with her as she rode his cock with compelling lustiness. Her cunt muscles gripped and relaxed in concert with her lunges as she fucked him masterfully.
The jarring jolts of lightning-like spasms ripped through her quaking body and stretched her vocal cords so tight that she couldn't even scream when she came. She let herself go and surrendered completely to the carnal sensations holding her mind and body in thrall.
She slowed, then stopped and looked at him with adoring eyes. He left his finger in her ass and put his other hand on her hip.
"That, my darling husband, was a superb fuck," she muttered softly. "Fantastic!"
"You did all the work," he said.
"If that's work, I'll take it any day, and never ask for a penny in payment." She leaned over and tickled the tip of his nose with her stiff nipples. "Darling, did you leave your fuck film where I would find it?"
"I forgot that I had the damn thing," he muttered. "Dick loaned it to me. I'll have to remember to return it."
"I thought maybe you were trying to send me a message. Maybe something you think you can't talk to me about."
"Did you watch it?"
"Yes. Becky and I watched it together. She's very broad-minded. She said that she thought you might have a secret wish to fuck a black woman." She tightened her cunt muscles and wiggled her ass to keep his cock hard and interested. "I said that I thought you might have a secret wish to watch two women do each other."
"It's just a movie, baby," he replied, trying to keep his voice steady. "I didn't know what was in it until I watched it." He wondered if now would be a good time to tell her what he really wanted to watch.
"The other night, you made a remark about me doing it with another woman." She drew her cunt up to the top of his cock. Then she suddenly slid all the way down, filling herself with his long, throbbing prick. "Were you serious? Have you ever watched two women fuck? Live, I mean, not in a movie?"
"Yes." A wave of extraordinary pleasure shot through him. He thrust his crotch up, pumping his cock into her. "No."
"What the hell does that mean?" she giggled.
"You asked two questions. I answered them in order."
"Hmmm, so you were serious, and you've only watched women fuck each other in a movie," she said softly. "Interesting. How long can you hold out before you cum?"
"I don't know. Quite a while, I suppose."
Fanny put her hands on his chest and began to heave her ass up and down. Her insatiable cunt sucked wildly on his rampant rod. She stared between her legs at the scintillating sight of his pleasing prick plundering her tight twat. She shook her head and chuckled throatily.
"God, darling, your cock looks so glorious as it goes in and out of my cunt." She chuckled again. "Feels pretty fucking good, too. And your finger up my ass is simply driving me wild!"
She sat all the way up, sat very still and began to agitate her clit with two fingers of her right hand.
"Are you going to jack off?" he asked.
"Fucking right I am!" she exclaimed. "Stick your finger all the way up my ass and hold it still. Watch how I get my jollies when you're not around to satisfy me." She giggled girlishly. "I got so horny thinking about you today that I jacked off twice!"
"Jesus," he whispered in amazement. "You are really are a hot broad!"
"Do you like it?"
"I love it!"
"Then enjoy the show, darling."
Her left hand rose to her tits and went from one luscious globe to the other, pinching and pulling at her distended nipples. She captured her fat clitoris between two fingers of her right hand and began to move her hand up and down and around and around furiously.
She blasted off like a rocket heading for the moon. She hovered on the launch pad for a few moments, then began to ascend to the heavens with stunning speed. She sucked in her breath, got her lungs only half full. Her orgasm hit her like the back blast of a rocket and locked her lungs. A dazzling light display danced before her eyes. Her senses shattered.
He watched his randy wife raptly, his eyes flicking back and forth between her frigging fingers and her passion-warped face. Her bawdy performance, her brazen behavior fired his own passions. He had never seen her cum so frantically.
She had never experienced such a stupendous climax. Her clit became so sensitive, it almost hurt. Her fanny was on fire. Her swollen tits ached. Her brain was about to melt. Her blood felt like molten lava running through her veins. She pulled at her nipples without mercy and agitated her clit even harder. She couldn't stop frigging herself.
Paul thought his cock was caught in a velvet vise. Fanny's cunt didn't ripple. The ultra tight channel clenched and sucked hard. He wondered if he should pull her hand away from her cunt before she frigged herself into a state of total senselessness.
Before he made up his mind, she fell forward on top of him. Her right hand stayed in her crotch, her fingers inactive, merely resting on her clit.
"Oh, fuck," she breathed. "I thought I would lose my mind. Are you happy, darling?" she whispered in his ear, her voice strained with excitement. "Do you like the way I fuck you?"
"Fantastic, baby," he wheezed. "Fucking fantastic! Are you all the way down?"
"Yeah, I think so. For the time being. What about you? You didn't cum."
"I'm fine, baby. I have a feeling that we're not through yet. I'd better save myself for the stretch run."
"Maybe I'd better rest a while." She rolled onto her back and stretched out with a big sigh.
"I've never seen you cum so hard."
"That makes two of us!" she exclaimed with glee.
CHAPTER NINE
Paul got up and put more wood on the fire. He took a sip of his coffee and grimaced with disgust.
"I can't stand cold coffee and cold women," he muttered.
"Well, you're batting .500 tonight, darling. That ain't half bad."
"Yeah. Lots of women can serve hot coffee."
"What's that old saying that compares coffee and women? Something about hot as fire and black as night. Have you ever thought about fucking a woman like that?"
"You sure are digging around in my mind tonight," he said, deflecting her question. He mentally castigated himself for letting the optimal moment pass to broach the subject of watching her fuck another man. He should have done so while they were fucking, while she was at the peak of passion. Maybe a little liquor would help her take the news calmly. "Be right back. Don't go away."
"You're stealing my lines," she quipped.
When he returned with two snifters of brandy, she stood in front of the fireplace, head tilted back, her tits stretched up and out in their full glory. He stared at her gorgeous, naked body and wondered if he could really go through with letting another man fuck her. If she agreed. He wavered between wishing she would and hoping she wouldn't open her legs, and probably her mouth, for another man's cock. He handed her a glass and sat on the couch.
She gave him a quick kiss on the lips and took a sip of the brandy. She smacked her lips and grinned. "Ah, that hits the spot." She stood in front of him so he could look at her naked body. "You have something on your mind. Want to talk about it?"
"You were really turned on tonight," he said, trying to delay the critical moment.
"I'm always turned on with you," she reminded him with a pretty smile. She took a sip of brandy and sat by him on the couch. "Now stop stalling and talk." She reached over and began casually fondling his limp cock.
"I'm still turned on," he said. "Let's do a 69, with you on top so I can look at your pretty pussy and play with your ass while I lick you."
She lifted his flaccid prick, shook it, and giggled. "Your cock is as limp as a wet noodle, darling. We can do a 69 after we talk. I'd like to cum again, too. And a mouthful of your tasty cream would really hit the spot."
"You might not want to then," he said dolefully.
"Oh, surely it isn't that bad, darling," she said soothingly. "Whatever the problem, we can work it out together."
"Remember those pictures you let me take of you? The real raunchy ones?"
"How could I forget them? I had lots of fun posing for them. Especially the ones where I was jacking off. What about them?"
"You remember Dick Roberts, don't you? You met him at a couple of the company parties."
"Dickie Bob?" she said, making a parody of his first and last names. "Sure, I remember him. He always leers at my ass and tits. You're a truck driver, darling, not a taxi driver. Your zigzag course confuses me. Get to the point."
"The two are related. He saw your pictures the other day."
"You showed them to him?" Fanny exclaimed. She didn't dare tell Paul that the thought of another man drooling over her bawdy pictures excited her.
"Well, not exactly. I was looking at them, and he peeked over my shoulder. I didn't know that he was anywhere around."
"Well, I don't suppose that's so bad," she said. "He only got a peek at one of them, right? Which one?" She hoped he saw the one where she had her finger on her clit.
"I let him look at all of them," he said hesitantly.
"Oh, God, Paul, why did you do that?" Did she sound convincing? Had she kept the excitement out of her voice?
"He ... he wants you," Paul mumbled.
"Wants me?" Fanny frowned. "Wants me? As in, he wants to fuck me?" She thought surely her imagination was running away with her. "Why on earth would he want to fuck me?"
"He said that you're one of the loveliest, hottest pieces of ass he's ever seen," Paul said, speaking a little louder. Her failure to go ballistic and start throwing things surprised the hell out of him. Still, she might when the idea finally sank in. "One of the guys at the warehouse regaled us with a story about hiding in the closet and watching another man fuck his wife. When Dick said what he did about you, I got to thinking...."
Fanny surprised her incredulous husband even more by chuckling. "You want to watch him fuck me, don't you?"
"Well, I thought we could do it all together. You know, a threesome. I sure as hell don't want to hide in the closet and watch!"
She took another sip of brandy, chuckled again, and looked directly at her husband. "No, I don't suppose you would. And I wouldn't want you to."
"Does that mean you'll do it?"
"I didn't say that." She wanted to. In the worst way. But not quite yet. "If Dick likes my pussy, he'll want to fuck me again, you know. Maybe on a regular basis. What then?"
"What do you mean? I got the impression that he just wants the chance to do it one time."
"Oh, come on, darling! You know better than that. The only reason he wouldn't want to fuck me again is if he doesn't like me. So, let's assume that he likes my pussy or the way I suck his cock, or whatever. Do we become true swingers and open up our marriage, or do I just fuck him whenever you want me to? He works local deliveries here in town, doesn't he? What if he wants to fuck me when you're on the road, working your cute little ass off?"
"Damn, why do you make it sound so complicated?"
"Because I don't want to go into this assuming it's a one-time affair, darling! Once you invite a man to fuck your wife, he's apt to get all sorts of wild ideas. I don't know where it will lead any better than you do. I want to at least discuss some of the possibilities before I make up my mind."
"Would doing a threesome with him now and then be so bad?"
"How the hell do I know? I don't know if doing it with him once will be good or bad! And neither do you."
Secretly, she wanted very badly to find out if a threesome with Dick and her husband would be good or bad. She also wanted to do a threesome with her husband and another woman. Becky, maybe. She would be the ideal candidate. She wouldn't feel shy about letting Paul watch her eat Becky's pussy.
"Are you saying you won't do it?" he asked.
"I'm saying that I won't say yes or no right now." She slowly drank the last of her brandy and put the glass on the end table. She stretched languidly, accentuating her large tits. "Now, let's go to bed and do the 69 you wanted."
Paul blinked in surprise. "You mean you're still willing?"
She gave him a stern look of disbelief. "Why not? You said you wanted it. I keep telling you that I want to make you happy. Why won't you believe me?"
"But do you really want to do suck me off now?" he insisted.
"Darling, more men have talked themselves out of a piece of pussy than you can imagine.
When a woman, even your wife, says yes, shut up and get the show on the road. If you want a deep philosophical discussion, go stand in front of a mirror and talk to yourself. I'm going to bed. If you don't come with me, I'll cum by myself." She got up and left the room without another word.
He sat and thought and sipped his brandy. He wished he understood women better. Wished he knew what she really thought of his suggestion. He was certain that he wanted Dick to join them for a threesome. He was certain that he shouldn't bring up the subject again. She would tell him when she made up her mind. He got up, turned off the lights and went to the bedroom.
He came into the room and stopped, and stared at her. She lay on her back in the middle of the bed, idly fingering her slit. He stood at the side of the bed for a moment, admiring her naked body.
"Looks like you started without me," he quipped. He watched her finger move slowly up and down her slit and his cock began to throb.
Fanny smiled and winked. "I'm just getting it warmed up for you."
"Your pussy sure does look good," he said.
"Good enough to eat?" she asked coyly.
"Oh, yes!"
"Then come get it." She continued to play in her pussy while he got on the bed and knelt by her hip. "My pussy is real juicy, darling."
"It's always juicy."
"Yeah," she grinned. "Ain't it nice? Being horny all the time keeps me so alert. Kind of on edge, but not desperate. I like the feeling." She lifted her hand and licked her finger. "Want to play with my pussy?"
He gazed amorously at her hot, wet slit. The petals of her sleek labia gaped wide, appeared to invite his finger or tongue. Or both. He flattened his hand over her hairy mound and touched her palpitating love button with the tip of his finger. She wiggled her hips and purred like a contented kitten. He extended the fuck finger of his right hand, dragged it up her slit and tickled her slippery love stud.
"Fuck me, darling," she whispered. "Let me cum on your cock."
"I thought you wanted to do a 69."
"I do, but I want you to fuck me first. My cunt is dripping wet and eager for your cock."
"God, you are something else!" he said.
"You're the one who said he could tame the tiger, darling."
He rolled her over and got on his knees behind her. She hopped up on her hands and knees and shoved her ass back at him. "Yeah, baby, fuck me from the rear!" she said. "Get on my ass and fuck me good!"
He grasped her lush hips and pulled her back. Like a heat-seeking missile, his prick went right to her hairy slit. His cockhead nudged against the swollen lips of her twat. She bowed her back and tilted her hole up for easier penetration. She moaned loudly as he skewered her and plunged his prick into the depths of her oily fuckhole.
"Oh, yes, lover, excellent cock. Just heavenly. It fills me perfectly, darling. It stretches my cunt so nicely. So wonderful." Her cunt swallowed his cock and she sighed deeply. "God, I love to fuck." She took a deep breath and whispered, "Darling, I'll fuck Dick if that's what you want."
Paul clung to her lush hips and began to fuck her with long, relentless strokes. Fanny began to rock back and forth, fucking with him, matching his tempo. She shoved her ass back when he fucked into her to get every inch of his glorious prick inside her.
"Ohhhhhh, baby," she moaned. "Ohhhhh, yes, fuck me! I'm going to cum, darling! Fuck me faster! Harder!"
He set his jaw and did his best to comply. He drove his cock into her without restraint. His groin slapped against the cheeks of her ass. His balls swung wildly back and forth and bounced off the top of her hairy slit when he plunged to the bottom of her grasping cunt.
Her moans became louder and she began to writhe harder. He stepped up the pace of his cock ramming into her. She began to shake all over and slumped forward onto her belly.
"Darling, I'll fuck however many men you want, all at the same time, as long as you're one of them. I'll even fuck another woman for you."
He yanked her back up onto her knees and continued to fuck her until she came again. She cried out and began to shake harder. He banged her butt until her orgasm waned, then backed away.
She shivered and sighed deeply. "Let's suck each other off!" she whispered urgently. "I want to feel your cock throb in my mouth and your tongue on my clit."
"I want you on top," he reminded her.
She whirled around, pushed him onto his back and straddled his head. She held his prick in her right hand and began to lick around the base, through the thick thatch of hair and over his balls.
He reached up with both hands and caressed the cheeks of her shapely ass lovingly. He stuck his thumbs into the slight hollow along each side of her cunt and peeled her puffy lips open. He extended his tongue and began to lick her succulent snatch.
Fanny held his balls in her left hand and rolled them around gently as she worked her tongue up his shaft and around the tip of his cock. Using the bulging knob as her starting point, she covered his entire shaft with saliva, licking and kissing the knob each time her tongue returned to the top of his prick.
Paul pulled her ass down and buried his mouth in her tasty twat. Her juice gushed out of her gash and covered his tongue, stimulating his taste buds. His hands began to rove over the silky smoothness of her buttocks. He kissed and licked the open lips of her long slot and savored the sex sauce flowing into his mouth.
She took his fat prong between her lips and began to suck gently, slowly drawing it into the splendid, wet warmth of her mouth. She felt his body quiver with excitement as she fingered his nuts and sucked his cock.
His brain pounded with passion. Liquid fire spread through his body as he licked and kissed his beautiful wife's delectable pussy.
She rocked back and forth, dragging the full length of her heated gash over his chin and mouth and nose. Her body was alive with inspiration. She knew she would soon shoot her juice into his mouth. She wanted his cream flowing into her mouth simultaneously.
His wife's delicate, loving lips sliding up and down his stiff rod thrilled him. Her full lips clung tightly to his prick and loved it with a steadily increasing passion. Vaguely, above his own panting and slurping, he heard her watery, gluttonous mouth as she gobbled his cock avidly.
She gurgled around his prick and mashed her cunt into his mouth as her pussy exploded. The fruit of her fulfillment poured into his mouth. He swallowed the juice eagerly and continued to lick her slit, knowing she was so hot that one climax would not satisfy her. His body quivered with excitement as she continued to lick his prick and fondle his balls.
He felt his cum building to the bursting point. He delayed his climax so his cock would erupt in her mouth the instant her cunt exploded again. He buried his mouth in her delectable crack and assaulted her clit with furious vibrations of his tongue, licking lickety-split.
She tightened her plush lips around his pulsating prick and bobbed her head rapidly up and down, working her drenched mouth on his cock in a frenzy. She clenched his head between her velvety thighs and mashed her cunt into his face.
Paul thrust his hips up to drive his cock deep into her mouth and sent a thick steam of boiling jizz into the back of her throat. He felt her body shaking and heard her gulping as the rich jets of cream spurted into her mouth.
Fanny nearly smothered him with the soft flesh of her snatch as she bucked her loins and squirted her own joy juice into his mouth. Her crack boiled over with lust as she twisted and writhed on top of him. Her cheeks ballooned from the force and magnitude of his potent climax. She emptied his cock, then licked up the few drops of cum that had seeped out between her lips.
She turned around, glued her sticky lips to his and gave him a passionate tongue kiss. She slid off his body, grasped his limp prick in her hand, and snuggled down.
"Good night, darling," she whispered. "Sleep tight."
"Can't we talk some more?"
"What more can I say, darling?" she said softly. "I told you that I would fuck Dick. The rest is up to you and him."
"You also said something about fucking another woman."
"You must have been dreaming, darling. You'll be back Friday. You can invite Dick to dinner, and we'll see if he wants to eat my pussy for dessert."
CHAPTER TEN
Fanny thought about Paul all morning. When she wasn't thinking about Friday. When Dick would bring his dick over for her to sample. Along with her husband's, of course.
Friday. The day had never been particularly special before. Now, it had a special ring to it. But Friday was two days away. She could always call Becky. No, she couldn't. She needed a cock, not a pussy. Now, today. So badly she could almost feel it in her pussy and taste it in her mouth.
She called the one man she knew who had a big cock and never hesitated to find the time to give it to her.
"Grace? Hi, this is Fanny. May I speak to Chester, please?" She drummed her fingers on the table until Chester came on the line.
"Hello, honey," Chester said. "How's my vanilla treat?"
"Antsy," Fanny laughed.
"When are you going to come see me? Been a whole damn week, hasn't it?"
Fanny chuckled. "Five days. How about today? You got the time?"
"For you, honey, always! Can you come at eleven?"
"I can cum anytime!" she quipped. "Give it a couple of whacks and have it ready for me."
Grace was a woman in her mid-forties. She wore her long brown hair in a tight bun that reminded Fanny of an old-fashioned school marm. She smiled and nodded toward the door.
"He's expecting you, dear," she said.
Fanny dropped her coat on a chair and went in. She closed the door and made sure she locked it. "Good morning, Chester."
She paused and gave him time to admire her from across the room. She felt her pussy gush as his hot eyes slowly caressed her body.
"Good morning, honey. Good to see you again." He beamed broadly, showing pearly teeth. "Love the way that wool dress clings to your body." He pushed his chair back and came around the big table he used for a desk. "Fine looking legs, honey, and those high heels make them look even better. You look good enough to eat."
"You'd better have a big appetite," she chuckled. "When are you going to get Grace to loosen up? She would look a lot better if she'd let her hair down and wear something besides those dowdy tweeds."
"Honey, I don't think there's a loose bone in her body. But she's a damned good secretary." He cocked his head and arched one eyebrow. "Did you come here to discuss my secretary?"
"Cum is the right word, isn't it?"
He crossed to Fanny and took her in his arms. "Honey, you would give a brass monkey a hard-on," he rumbled softly, and ran his hands over her back. "No bra, huh?"
"No bra. No panties. Just little old me under my dress."
He cupped her full, fine ass. "God, you turn me on!"
She rubbed her plump pussy mound a little harder against his cock. "Yeah, I can tell. Is all of that for me?"
"As much of it as you can take, honey!"
"I want all of it. Want to cum so hard that I lose my mind. You up to it?"
Her mere presence incited his passion. The thought of fucking such a stately beauty turned his brain to mush. Sultry heat radiated through her dress. The thick, erect nipples capping her full, breathtaking tits protruded like two hillocks on top of majestic mountains. His cock strained against his trousers.
Fanny slid his zipper down and reached into his pants. Even someone with no sense of feel could find the black club he called a cock. She fondled the massive licorice stick with feathery caresses. He trembled visibly as her fingers played lightly over every inch of his prick and gently massaged his balls.
"Your balls feel so full," she murmured, "Did wifey send you off to work this morning without any pussy?"
He had to bend his head only slightly to look into her eyes. "Yeah," he rumbled. "Didn't get any last night, either." She was prime pussy, young and lively and, as far as he knew, totally without inhibitions. He wondered how he got so lucky.
"Want me to suck your cock?" she cooed. "Yeah," he wheezed.
"Don't cum in my mouth. I want your first load in my pussy."
He nodded mutely. She pulled his massive ebony dong out of his pants, held it with both hands and sank slowly to her knees.
"Big, beautiful black cock," she murmured.
Her long pink tongue slid slowly between her lush red lips and extended fully. She wore extra thick blood-red lipstick just for him. She cupped his balls in the soft, warm palm of one hand. Her other soft hand held his rigid, pulsating shaft. She curled her tongue around the dark head of his cock and began to lick the sensitive, bloated knob all over, without haste.
Chester stared down at the gorgeous young woman as she made love to his cock. The heat of fervent carnal hunger pervaded his entire body. The tender touch of her soft hands made his prick swell until he thought it might burst.
Fanny slid her tongue along the underside of his big spear and tickled his balls with the tip. She licked along the top of his shaft to the end, and let the knob slip slowly into her mouth.
The way her lips stretched around the head reminded him of a hairless cunt with bright red lips. He sighed and trembled. No one sucked his cock with such skill. He wished his wife sucked him half as well. When she sucked him at all. He had to coax and wheedle, and still usually got only a lick and a promise, or a ten second suck. He undressed without interrupting Fanny's cocksucking.
Her tongue slid over her lower lip and along the underside of his prick again. He nearly lost control. She chuckled and pulled her head back. Once again, her tongue curled around the head of his prick, laving it tenderly, coating it with saliva.
She stood and kissed him. Her tongue plunged down his throat. His hands roved eagerly over her voluptuous body. He bunched her dress up, baring the cheeks of her shapely ass. He cupped her naked buns and kneaded the silky flesh. His rampant rod poked her in the belly.
She backed away and pulled her dress over her head without mussing her hair. He wondered how she did that. She swept everything to one side of his desk and leaned her buttocks on the edge. She crooked her finger at him and smiled lasciviously.
"Come here, big boy," she said throatily.
He lifted her onto the desk. She leaned back on her elbows, with her legs dangling over the side. She parted her legs and exposed her luxuriant red-haired garden of pleasure. He stared at her hot, glistening cleft and licked his lips.
"You like vanilla pussy, don't you?" she asked seductively.
"I love that vanilla pussy," he said, his voice husky with passion. "It looks scrumptious!"
"It is," she assured him. "Lick it and see for yourself."
He got on his knees and began to kiss the puffy pink lips peeking through the heavy growth of curls. She put both hands in her crotch and spread her cunt open wide.
He licked her drizzly slit from end to end, pausing at the bottom to insert his tongue into her hole and lap up her delicious nectar. He stood up, held his prick in one hand, and began to rub the bare knob up and down her gaping gash.
She grabbed his cock and stuffed the knob in the mouth of her cunt. She threw her legs around his waist and wiggled her ass. He shuffled forward. The head of his cock opened her lower mouth wider and she grunted.
He slammed his prick home, jabbing it in to the hilt in one swift lunge. The head of his prick hit bottom and she moaned. She tightened her legs around his waist and began to hunch. He held still and let her fuck herself, enjoying the sweet sensation of having his prick buried in her hot cunt. Leaning over, he grasped one turgid nipple between his teeth and nipped it.
"Not so hard," she admonished. "They're tender, you know."
"Sorry," he muttered. "I get carried away with you." He began to lick and kiss her big tit buds.
"Fuck me," she pleaded softly, her voice deep with emotion. "Go slow and make it last a long time."
He began to fuck her with long, languorous strokes, pulling almost out, then sliding back in slowly. He was capable of very long strokes. His prick felt about two feet long to both of them. She kept her legs locked around his waist and hunched her ass up and down to rub her clit on his shaft when her cunt went down.
"That's they way, baby," she whispered, staring at his black bone in her pussy. "Fuck me real slow. Use the full length of your cock ... yeah, like that ... let me feel all of it. Oh, fuck, it feels good!" Her eyes widened and her mouth popped open. She jammed her fist into her mouth to muffle her screams. Her ass began to squirm on the table and hunch up and down faster.
He licked her nipples and continued to fuck her with the same slow motion strokes. She came down from the peak, but her passion remained high, just below the point of popping again.
"Mmmmmm, I love your big cock! Keep fucking me. Make me cum again."
"You'd better get it fast," he rasped. "Can't hold back much longer."
"Okay, baby, fuck faster if you have to," she moaned. "Fill my pussy, baby! I'll cum with you. Give me your cum, baby! Fill my little cunt full!"
He straightened up, grabbed her hips, and began to fuck faster. His prick jerked and pulsed when it exploded and began to spew hot jism into the depths of her sucking sex sheath.
She came with him, thrashing and twisting. If he hadn't been holding onto her hips, she would have rolled off the table. He leaned over and covered her mouth with his to keep her from screaming. He plunged his tongue down her throat and fucked his cock in and out of her spasming cunt.
His cock ran dry and her orgasm subsided. He straightened up and looked at his half-hard black dick stuck in her white, red-haired pussy. He grinned and began to fuck her again, and a voice scared him nearly white.
"Just as I suspected," Grace said. "I thought you two were up to some scandalous hanky-panky."
Fanny sat up and gasped. Chester banged his prick to the hilt and looked over his shoulder.
"God damn, Grace, I told you not to disturb me when I'm busy," Chester growled. "How long have you been here?"
"Long enough to watch you stretch that girl's delicate white pussy with that awful looking black monster," Grace intoned.
Fanny thought Grace looked and sounded strange. And her eyes appeared glazed. "I locked that door!" she exclaimed.
"That lock hasn't worked in years, dear," Grace said. She unpinned her hair and shook it free. "What would your husband say, dear?"
"Leave Paul out of this!" Fanny said indignantly. She wilted under the secretary's stern gaze. "I don't know," she said meekly.
Grace stared at them, in a trance-like state. She reached under her baggy shirt, unfastened her equally baggy skirt and let it fall. The long shirt covered her ass.
Fanny stared at the woman, fascinated, apprehensive, mystified. She didn't notice her nudity. It appeared that Grace would soon be in the same state anyway.
Chester stared at his secretary, looking neither concerned nor surprised.
"You can't be more than twenty-five," Grace said. "I'll bet you've been a good fuck for years. I didn't know that I could enjoy fucking until a couple of years ago." She unbuttoned her baggy shirt and shrugged it off. "With the help of some friends, I'm still learning how well I can fuck." Her lacy panties were cut high on the thigh. Her equally frilly bra barely covered a pair of tits not quite as large as Fanny's. "My husband makes me wear baggy clothes so men won't leer at my tits and ass. He can't stop me from wearing sexy underwear." She reached around, unsnapped her bra and let it fall. A fine pair of milky white tits tumbled out. They stood proudly, with only a hint of sag. She leaned over as she pushed her panties down. Her tits swung out and dangled under her chest. She kicked her panties aside and walked slowly across the room. "You'd better have one good fuck left for me, Chester."
CHAPTER ELEVEN
The sudden, strange turn of events stunned and fascinated Fanny. "Looks like I'm not the only one whose fanny is on fire," she giggled. She pushed Chester back and looked at his cock. "His cock still has a little starch left in it. I'll suck it back up for you," she offered.
"God damn, Grace," Chester muttered. "I take care of you. Why are you interrupting me now?"
Grace ignored him. "My husband always fucks me on my back in the dark," she said. "When he fucks me at all. He wouldn't eat my pussy, even if I filled it with caviar. Fortunately, I have some friends who like to eat it plain." She eyed Chester's droopy, wet rod. "I hope you don't mind that I barged in and asked you to share with me, dear. I know from experience that he can fuck for hours. He's stuck that big old black thing in me often enough."
"I don't mind at all," Fanny said.
"Don't I have a say?" Chester rumbled. "It's my cock."
Grace's mood took a hundred-eighty-degree turn. "Oh, don't be an ass, honey," she said brightly. "You know you don't object, so why pretend?" She gave Fanny a smile that would melt the balls off of a brass monkey. "You said something about sucking his cock back up, dear. I would, but I think I would rather enjoy watching how you do it. Never know when I might pick up a pointer or two."
"God damn, Grace!" Chester said.
"You're repeating yourself," Fanny giggled. "Go sit on the couch, baby, and let's get this show back on the road. I think I'm going to enjoy this. I might even enjoy Grace."
"Don't be too hasty, dear," Grace cautioned. "I don't do girls and girls don't do me."
"I do, but that doesn't matter. I just want to watch you take Chester's black monster."
"Oh, he's got me well broken in, dear," Grace said confidently. "He had a little trouble the first couple of times, but I give him a good fuck now."
"Yeah," Fanny agreed. "I just bet you do." She walked across to the couch with her legs close together to keep his cum from dribbling on the carpet. She knelt between Chester's legs and lifted his sticky prick with one hand. "Guess I'd better not suck you too well, huh?"
"Guess not, honey. The lady is insistent that I fuck her." He looked at Grace. "Just what would you do if I didn't fuck you?"
"Tell your wife about this gorgeous, voluptuous amazon and her tight little white pussy," Grace said flatly. "By the way, dear, I love the color of your hair and your sexy, alluring body. If I did go for girls, you would be my first choice."
"Thank you," Fanny said dubiously.
Grace sat down by Chester. She spread her legs and pulled his hand into her crotch. "Play with my pussy while she sucks your beautiful black cock. Get it nice and juicy before you fuck me."
Fanny glanced into the woman's crotch. She couldn't see any pussy lips. Grace's bush was much thicker and longer than her own. She smiled as Chester slipped his fuck finger into the top of Grace's slit and began to tickle her clit.
Fanny held Chester's cock with her hand just below the glans. She began to lick the bare knob. She licked down the shaft, curled her tongue around it, and started back up. She twisted his cock and turned her head to cover every inch of the black stick. Then she licked it from side to side, again going all the way around it.
"Interesting," Grace mused. She looked at
Chester. "Do you like the way she's doing it?"
"Yeah," he muttered. "Feels pretty damn good."
Chester's cock quickly increased in length and girth. He wished Fanny would take it in her mouth. She slid her hand lightly up and down the shaft as she licked the head. She held the bare knob in her palm and began to lick the shaft again, slurping up the last of her juice.
Grace reached over and felt of Chester's cock. "I think that will do just fine, dear. An interesting demonstration."
"But she didn't suck it!" Chester whined.
"Don't get greedy," Grace said. "I suck the damn thing every day. You certainly don't fuck me as often as I suck you off. If you don't like the way I suck it, we can ask this hot bitch to come back and give me lessons."
Fanny didn't like being called a hot bitch. Even though she was, and knew it. She leaned over, pushed Grace's knee out of the way, and made a nose dive into the woman's cunt. Her mouth covered the hairy grotto and her tongue went to work on her clit before Grace had time to react.
"Well, I never ... oooooo!" Grace whimpered.
Chester laughed out loud. "Serves you right. Shouldn't call her names. She's really a nice young lady."
Fanny withdrew and sat on her heels. "She's ready to fuck, Chester." She smacked her lips and grinned at Grace. "Your pussy tastes pretty good. Too bad you don't do girls. We could have lots of fun."
"You have a wicked tongue, girl," Grace muttered. "I just might have to reconsider."
"Do you want some foreplay?" Chester asked Grace. "Kissing and touching and all that stuff? Or do you want me to just fuck you?"
"Whatever you want," she replied absently. She stared at Fanny as if contemplating whether she should invite the girl to put her tongue back in her pussy.
"Fanny might turn on me if I don't treat you right," Chester quipped. He pushed Grace down on the couch and stretched out by her. His hands began to wander over her mature body, caressing her, coaxing her passions to the surface.
Fanny sat Indian-fashion in front of the couch and idly played in her pussy. Watching another woman get fucked was nearly as exciting as getting fucked.
Chester pushed himself up on one elbow and kissed Grace. He liked to kiss her supple, sensuous, lips. He ran his tongue into her mouth and wiggled it around. When he withdrew his tongue, hers followed and probed his mouth. His pulse pounded. Hot blood coursed through his body.
Grace became terribly excited when she looked down at Chester's crotch. His monster black prick stood straight up, looking very erotic. She grasped his shaft and began to jerk it firmly.
"Put your beautiful cock in my cunt!" she moaned, her voice hoarse with excitement. "Shove it up my cunt and fuck my brains out!" She flopped onto her back and spread her legs wide. "Fuck me hard!" She held out her arms to him, imploring him to climb into her furry saddle.
He knelt between her splayed thighs. He leaned down and began to lick her hairy, hot slit. He took his time, washing her gash from end to end and vibrating the tip of his tongue on her clit. When she began to squirm with impatience, he straightened up. His rigid dick stuck out over her belly like a pole. He grasped the shaft, aimed the head at her hairy crack, and began to fuck her slowly.
Grace grabbed his hips and yanked him forward. He seated the long, thick shaft of his fat dick fully in her channel and paused to let her tight sheath get accustomed to the feel of his black bomber.
"I love to suck tits," he croaked. He lowered his head and gobbled up one of her bloated nipples. She was shorter than Fanny. He had to bend his back into an uncomfortable position to suck her tits while he fucked her. He grabbed a small pillow and stuffed it under her ass. "Now I can really fuck you!"
"Don't talk about it!" Grace cried. "Do it! Fuck me like the hot bitch that I am!"
Fanny didn't feel bad now about Grace calling her a hot bitch. Evidently, she considered any woman who liked to fuck a hot bitch. Herself included.
Grace put her hands behind her shapely thighs and pulled her knees back until they touched her nipples. She tipped her cunt and opened the road to her goodies wide.
"Spread your legs so I can suck your tits," he whispered.
"Yes! Oh, yes!" Grace moaned, moving her knees aside. Her beautiful big tits stuck up, ready for his mouth.
Snaking with lust, his entire body infused with the flames of sexual excitement, he leaned forward and caught a big fat nipple in his lips. He banged his big black cock into her expanded sheath and hit bottom.
"Oooooo! God!" she hissed. "I love it when you rock the cradle! Fuck me, you bastard! Fuck me hard!" Her nipple rose in his mouth, becoming thicker and harder.
"You're a fabulous fuck, baby," he mumbled hoarsely around her nipple. "An outstanding cunt!" '
"I'm all cunt! Fuck it! Fuck me hard! I love it! I love to fuck! Make me cum!"
"I'm going to make you cum so much you won't be able to walk!" Chester growled.
"Don't make promises!" she wailed. "I know how to crawl! Do it!"
"Damn," Fanny muttered. "This is making me hotter than hell." She put another finger on her clit and began to frig her hot button faster. Chester and Grace were too engrossed in each other to see or hear her.
Chester pumped his prick steadily in and out. He paused on the back stroke, teasing Grace, then shoving back in as hard as he could. He knew from his previous couch encounters that his secretary liked to be fucked hard. He pushed himself up on his arms so he could watch his big black dick slide in and out of his secretary's hot cunt. Watching his prick plow her fertile furrow made his mind turn cartwheels.
"You've got one fantastic cunt, lady," he muttered.
Grace climbed rapidly toward the peak. Chester's black cock pounding her cunt felt wonderful-so big and hard-better than anything anyone had ever stuck in her. He stretched her cunt nearly to the limit. Her moans became deeper. Her body movements became more dramatic. Her tight twat drew in the full length of his hefty prick and sucked it lustily. She began to shiver and writhe.
"It's here, Chester," she whimpered. "Oh, God, I'm going to cum! Fuck me, baby! Fuck me good!"
He began to fuck harder, giving her deep thrusts, rocking her body with the force. She released her thighs and locked them around his neck, her legs folder over, her ankles crossed.
"Give me a good cum, baby!" she panted.
He rode a little higher and rubbed the top of his prick over her love button. He could feel her dynamic sheath clinging to his swollen prick, holding it tight, sucking at it.
The swift, hot shaking of Grace's ass, the juicy slap of her cunt, were clear signals that she was going to have one hell of an orgasm! Her rugged panting turned into a deep moan of fierce delight. Her tunnel tightened and began to vibrate in concert with her body. Chester's plunging prick jangled her nerves. One or two more good, deep thrusts and her sex gun would fire.
"I'm ready, baby!" she wailed. "I'm going to cum! Pound my cunt, baby! Fuck me good!" Her voice rose to a high crescendo and her climax came on strong.
Chester clenched his teeth, held onto her thighs, and rode out her storm. His muscles strained as he jabbed his lance into her with all of his might.
He felt his own orgasm beginning to stir deep in his loins. He held back. He had to deliver on his promise first. He continued to hammer her cunt, fucking her through her climax.
Grace bucked and jerked and twisted, aware only of the splendid sensations washing over her body. She couldn't remember an orgasm that surpassed the fulfilling relief she felt at the moment. Fucking her boss with another woman watching was just ... so fucking wanton!
She continued to cum and Chester continued to fuck her. Her next orgasm rolled over her, pushing her back to the glorious heights. Before she came down from that one, the next one began. One after another, the orgasms ripped through her.
Chester blew a load of cum into Grace that jolted her into a harder orgasm. He didn't even slow down. He came and fucked and grunted, determined not to quit until she cried uncle.
Finally, she did. She reached the point where she couldn't move, couldn't cum again. Chester had truly given her a superb fucking, wringing all of the energy from her.
"Is that enough?" Chester growled.
"Yes," Grace said faintly. "For now." She giggled like a young woman.
Chester rolled onto the floor with a loud thud. His head banged into Fanny's knee. He lifted his head and grinned.
"Damn, honey, I forgot you were here. You okay?"
"Yeah. I got myself off three times while you two tried to break down the couch." She looked at his cock. "You must be really turned on, baby. That thing looks as hard as ever. You aren't going to let it go to waste, are you?"
"Fuck, no! How do you want it?"
Fanny leaned over and kissed him. She looked at Grace sprawled out in total exhaustion on the couch. "Follow me, baby." She crawled over to Grace and kissed her sticky, cum-filled pussy.
Chester crawled up behind Fanny and stuck his cock in her from the rear. Grace's eyes popped open in surprise.
"Just what do you think you're...." Grace muttered.
Fanny began to lick the woman's clit rapidly.
Grace hunched her cunt forward, gasped, and began to cum again. She grabbed Fanny's head and hung on as if her life depended on keeping the tongue on her clit.
"Oh, God," Grace moaned. She lifted her head and stared at Fanny's head between her thighs. "I'm cumming again, Chester! I'm letting a woman lick my clit and I'm cumming so fucking hard! Fuck the bitch, Chester! Fuck her so hard she loses her fucking mind!"
Chester did his best. He didn't cum again, but the two women certainly did. He finished Fanny off, then sat down behind her and stared at her pretty pussy peeking out between her luscious thighs. Fanny got up and kissed Grace on the mouth. She chuckled when Grace's eyes got as big as saucers.
Grace sat up and watched Fanny slip her dress over her head. "You're beautiful," she said. "Sneaky, but beautiful."
"Chester, why don't you put that thing in Grace's mouth and let her drain it?" Fanny said. She looked at Grace and grinned. Bye-bye. See you around."
"Next week?" Grace said, her voice full of hope and longing.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Friday finally arrived. And a thousand fluttering butterflies took up residence in Fanny's stomach. Tonight, she was going to have two cocks-one of them belonging to man she'd hardly laid eyes on-practically a total stranger. Sucking and fucking a stranger with her husband present gave her the jitters.
She gave Paul a good breakfast, then went for him before he could get up from the table. She pushed the dishes out of the way, slid her ass onto the table and spread her legs on each side of him. Her robe fell open, revealing her nude body.
He gazed at her pretty pussy and arched one eyebrow. "What the hell are you doing, baby? You know that I have to leave for work, or I'll be late."
"Oh, baby, I'm so turned on I can't stand it!" she cried. "Be late. You've got to fuck me before you go to work. I won't make it through the day unless you do!"
He grinned and teased her by running his hands over the silky flesh on the inside of her bare thighs. He didn't care if he was late for work. Chester wouldn't say anything. He didn't know why, but Chester looked out for him like a mother hen lately.
"The thought of Dick's visit tonight has really turned you on, hasn't it?"
"Oh, Christ, darling! Don't tease me. Put your cock in me. Fuck me! "
"Are you sure you want to go through with this? I can always call it off."
"Just offer me three or four cocks at once and see what I do!" she hissed.
She leaned over and began to unbuckle his belt. He stood up and she opened his pants and pushed them down. Her brazen behavior, and the thought of Dick's visit, had an effect on him, too. His cock sprang out, bouncing up and down, throbbing strongly. She grabbed the stiff shaft with her fist and yanked hard.
"Damn, baby, don't pull the damn thing off!" he muttered as he shuffled forward.
She rubbed the crown of his cock up and down her hot, wet slit, teasing both herself and him. She pushed it down to her cunthole and hunched her ass forward. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled hard, driving his prick into her dripping cunt. She put her hands on his ass and pulled him closer still, as if trying to get his balls in with his cock.
"Ooohhh, God, lover, that's what I want! Now, fuck me, damn it! Fuck me before I go out of my fucking mind!"
He paused to savor the way her superheated cunt felt around his prick. The sensation had no equal, a feeling to be remembered forever, no matter how often he fucked her. She tugged at him with her legs and squirmed her ass, urging him to get busy.
He began to fuck her slowly. She put her hands on top of his shoulders and held on as she looked down at his cock sliding in and out of her cunt. She jerked her ass back and forth on the table, reveling in the glorious feeling of having her cunt stretched by her husband's lusty cock.
His cock turned her crotch into liquid fire. Her eyes began to roll up in her head slowly. She hunched her cunt at him and began to moan. Then she began to pant like the little engine that could as it climbed the mountain, the same mountain she was climbing. The more she moaned, the harder he fucked. The harder he fucked, the louder she moaned.
"So good, darling, so good," she whimpered. "God, I love to fuck! Get it, baby! Get my cunt good! I'm almost there, baby! Get me off!"
Her heated snatch sapped his strength swiftly. He began to fuck her faster and harder.
He slammed his cock deep into her tight twat, hitting bottom with each lunge. She braced herself and tilted her body back, giving him the perfect angle to pound her pussy. He put his hands on her tits and began to tweak her stiff nipples.
She came with a rush and a roar. Her cunt muscles locked his probing prong in a velvet vise. Her orgasm worked its way up her body in waves, beginning deep in her sex channel. The sensation traveled to her brain with lightning speed, where it exploded into a thousand points of light.
As the first wave of Fanny's orgasm began to ebb, Paul started cumming. His jism spurted against the mouth of her womb, starting her all over again. She fell back on the table, tightened her legs around his waist, and fucked back at him as hard as she could. They bucked and heaved together until his cock started to wilt.
"Wow!" he mumbled. "Now that's what I call a real breakfast! Think you could put that on the menu every morning?"
"If you think you can handle it," she whispered, then giggled. "I'm always ready to fuck, darling. But I don't have to worry about my cock getting hard."
"Yeah, ain't that the ever loving truth! I could always eat you, though."
"Promises, promises," she teased.
Paul hauled his pants up and kissed his amazing lady before leaving for work. "See you tonight, baby."
"Yeah, see you tonight. I still haven't decided what I'm going to fix for dinner."
"Oh, don't go to a lot of trouble. Dick's not all that interested in eating food."
"Oh, you!" she said in mock anger, punching him lightly on the shoulder.
After Paul left, Fanny busied herself cleaning the house. Even though she cleaned it thoroughly the day before. She was too full of nervous energy to sit still. She didn't dare go shopping for fear that she might jump the first man who smiled at her. She was so keyed up, so turned on, that every nerve ending in her body tingled.
When Paul came home from work, Fanny gave him a big kiss. She went back to the kitchen and he went in to take his shower. She finished in the kitchen and went into the master bedroom.
"When you're finished with your shower, run a tub of water for me, honey. Make it nice and hot, okay?"
"The way you're acting, I could run ice water and you would heat it up as soon as you got in it," he replied.
"Fuck you, too," she called back teasingly. "Which I intend to do before long, by the way.
Honey, what does Dick's cock look like? Is it as big as yours?"
"How the hell do I know? I don't go around looking at other men's cocks. Men don't parade around naked in front of each other the way women do."
"Well, I just thought maybe you had seen it. Men do take a leak in front of each other, don't they?"
"There are usually partitions between the urinals, honey. Even if there aren't, the quickest way to get a punch in the nose is to peek at the guy next to you."
"I never will fully understand men," she replied.
"Join the club, honey. Men don't understand the first thing about women." He came into the bedroom, swatted her lightly on the ass and went to the closet. "What do you think I should wear?" he asked, standing by the closet, trying to make up his mind.
"Whatever, as long as it's comfortable and not too much trouble to get out of," she replied. "Come over here."
He turned around and gave her a puzzled look. "Oh? What's up?"
"Your cock, in a couple of minutes. I'm going to suck you off so you won't be in such a hurry to cum later."
"You think it's going to excite me that much to watch you fuck Dick, don't you?"
"No, I don't think it will, darling. I know it will. You're as excited about this as I am. Now, come here."
He stood in front of her and she lifted his cock.
"Your cock is so lovely, Paul. Just lovely. I love to suck cock. The rich flavor fills my mouth and gives me goose bumps. I enjoy sucking cock more each time I do it."
She kissed the shiny purple knob, then licked it until it was sleek and wet. His nerves jangled as her tongue moved over the head of his cock. He took her head in his hands and held it tenderly.
"You're the greatest, baby! The absolute greatest!"
She stroked the shaft as she slowly engulfed the head and sucked it tenderly. The tremendous pleasure she felt made her shiver. She tilted her head back and smiled. "I am a pretty good cocksucker, aren't I?"
"You sure are, baby! And a great fuck, too."
Her purpose wasn't to make love to his dick. She simply wanted to drain it, so she went to work. She peeled the foreskin back as far as it would go and took the head into her mouth. She gripped his cock tightly in her fist and began to stroke as her head bobbed back and forth. He encouraged her with his hands on her head and his murmuring little whimpers of pleasure. She sensed that he was close to cumming. She tightened her grip on the shaft and began to bob her head faster.
"God, Fanny, you're a great cocksucker! So good!"
He stiffened and lurched, pushing more of his prick into her mouth. He fired a large shot of cum that filled her mouth with hot, briny fluid. She swallowed rapidly and took the thick mass of his jizz down her throat. She sucked harder and drew out the last of his seed. He stood patiently, trembling all over, and let her nurse on his prick until it was completely empty and limp.
Fanny took her bath and dressed. She put on a white silk blouse that was one size too small, and a short black leather skirt. No panties and no bra, of course. As Becky said, why put on clothes you know you're going to take off soon? She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled. She liked the way her bare tits looked under the soft material. Her fleshy nipples were clearly visible, leaving no doubt that she was excited. She opened the blouse nearly to her belly button and looked at herself again. She decided that was too much. She buttoned it to the top, thought about it for a moment, then opened three buttons.
Dick brought a bouquet of flowers and a bottle of wine. "A gift for a lovely lady," he said.
Fanny greeted him with a big smile and a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you, Dick," she said. "How thoughtful. I love flowers."
Paul served drinks and made small talk while Fanny put dinner on the table. He could tell that his wife obviously approved of Dick's slender, somewhat muscular physique. He hoped she would approve of the rest of him.
The meal started smoothly. Then Fanny caught Dick staring at her tits. She grinned and winked, and he spilled his wine.
She no longer felt nervous or uptight about fucking her husband's friend-only eager. "Something bothering you, Dick?" she asked innocently.
"I seem to be all thumbs tonight," he muttered.
"Fingers are better," she snickered. She looked down at the inner slope of her tits showing in the gap of her blouse. "Is this what's bothering you?"
"You shouldn't tease the poor man, honey," Paul said with commiseration. "He'll get so flustered, he won't be able to eat."
"Only his food, I hope," she quipped. She grinned mischievously and unbuttoned her blouse all the way down to her skirt. She sat up very straight and more of her tits peeked out.
"Is that better?"
Dick took her action as an invitation to look. He put down his knife and fork and stared brazenly at her tits. "You are one gorgeous lady, Fanny," he said softly.
"Thank you, Dick," she said sweetly. "You've seen me naked. Well, photos of me, anyway." She chuckled when his face turned beet-red. "What's so fascinating about seeing part of me naked now?"
Dick nearly choked on his food. "There's something about your breasts playing peek-a-boo with your blouse. You know the old saying that a woman dressed seductively draws more attention than a naked woman."
"You can call them tits," she said matter-of-factly. "I think that's much more descriptive. Chickens have breasts. Women have tits. If I'm more seductive dressed this way, does that mean you don't want me to undress?"
Dick's face turned bright red again. "I didn't expect you to be so...."
"Forward?" she said with a big grin. "Or brazen, maybe. Well, unless my darling husband lied to you, you know he didn't invite you for a mediocre dinner. Did you expect to have to seduce me? Or ply me with liquor?"
"To tell you the truth, I'm not sure what I expected," Dick replied. "Paul didn't lie to me, but I wasn't sure...." He paused and took a deep breath. "I've never been in a situation like this. The dinner is fine, by the way."
"Baloney," Fanny said. "I'm not a gourmet cook, but I make up for that lack with other talents. Paul can always send out for good food."
"He thought I was putting him on," Paul said. "I think he came here tonight expecting to prove that I'm a blowhard."
"Paul, I didn't...."
"Blow sounds nice," Fanny interjected. "The word has so many connotations. I can blow real hard." She grinned and looked around the table. "Well, it looks like everyone is through with dinner. Paul, why don't you take Dick in the living room and give him some brandy? I'll clear the table and join you in a few minutes. Then we can do something a lot more interesting than eat bad food and talk."
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
"Fanny likes you," Paul said.
"I like her," Dick replied. "Paul, I didn't come here to prove that you're a blowhard."
Paul grinned. "I know. I was just teasing you."
"Well, you'll have to admit this is an unusual situation."
"Fanny is a very unusual woman," Paul said. "I've been married to her five years, and I still don't know why she accepted my proposal. She's a lot better woman than I deserve."
Fanny sashayed into the living with a big smile. She had pulled her blouse out of her skirt and opened it all the way. The silk material slid back and forth, alternately exposing and hiding her luscious tits.
"Nice sentiment, darling, but it isn't true," she said. "You're a good man, and you deserve the very best. That's why I married you." She sat on the couch by Dick.
Paul sat in his favorite chair, as if to separate himself from them for the moment. "No lack of confidence on your part, is there?" he said with a big grin.
"Do you disagree?" she asked.
"Hell, no! I think you are the very best. I think I'll turn the lights down a bit." He went around the room and adjusted all of the lamps. "Make things a little more intimate and romantic."
Dick nodded, gave Paul a long, thoughtful look that said he understood that he had Paul's permission to start the ball rolling. He turned to Fanny, smiled and gazed heatedly at her tits. "You look absolutely provocative sitting there with your blouse open."
She turned slightly toward him and crossed her legs. Her short skirt rode up, exposing most of her shapely thighs. "Thank you," she said softly. She pulled her blouse open all the way and leaned back against the arm of the couch. "I get goose bumps when you look at my tits that way. I can actually feel your eyes on them."
"You don't know how much those pictures turned me on," he said, sliding closer to her. "I've never seen a more desirable woman."
She chuckled sexily. "Paul told me exactly what you said, and that wasn't it!"
Dick's face reddened slightly. "Well, you know how men are when there aren't any woman present. They get sort of crude."
"It might have been crude, but I thought it was a real nice compliment. Why don't you tell me in person?"
"Really? You weren't offended?"
"No, not at all. I like to be admired."
"Uh, well, I think I said that you're the loveliest, hottest piece of ass I'd ever seen."
"Uh huh, that's close enough." Fanny leaned over and kissed him lightly on the lips, signifying that she was as ready as he to get things moving along. "But you're not." She patted the cushion next to her.
Dick looked at Paul again.
"Oh, don't fret about my darling husband," she said with a little chuckle. "He'll join us when the time is right. Right now, it's you and me, babe. I think you and I should get a lot better acquainted first, don't you?"
Dick took the broad hint. He slid closer to her and caressed her chest, just below her tits. She looked at her husband and shivered as Dick's hand moved up her body.
Paul watched with amused interest as Dick stared at Fanny's tits and slowly caressed her velvety skin.
Seeing his friend's gorgeous wife nude in pictures wasn't the same as seeing her nude in the flesh. Dick wondered how he was ever going to repay Paul for this pleasure. He put his hand behind her neck, pulled her up, and pushed her blouse off her shoulders. He stared at her naked tits with a look of utter delight.
Paul felt a flash of intense pride. He hadn't been sure how he was going to handle watching another man fuck his wife. Now he knew. It excited the hell out of him, and they were still fully clothed. Well, almost, anyway. Only Fanny was nude from the waist up.
Fanny let out a deep sigh when Dick began to gently caress her firm, supple tit flesh. His fingers danced lightly over her nipples, then up along her throat to her cheeks.
"I love big tits," he whispered.
"Mmmmmm, I'm glad mine please you," she moaned. "I get so turned on when my tits are fondled."
She turned her face up for his kiss when he leaned over. The kiss started slowly and softly, then quickly became a heated exchange of darting tongues and hungry lips. Dick moaned this time. His hands went back to her tits.
Paul genuinely wished for his wife to enjoy herself. Fanny glanced over at him and promptly picked up on his thoughts. Her pussy filled with a gush of hot liquid. She closed her eyes, leaned back and willed herself to relax under Dick's tender touch. She hoped her juice didn't stain the back of her skirt.
Dick cradled one of her heavy tit mounds with both hands and gazed at it with loving eyes. He lowered his head, wrapped his lips around her stiff nipple and sucked it deep into his mouth. He began to lick and fondle and suck with unbridled enthusiasm. He twirled his tongue around the bloated tip, then cradled her other creamy tit mound and began to love it with his mouth and tongue.
"Fantastic tits," Dick mumbled around her nipple. "Simply gorgeous. I really love big tits. And thick nipples. Your tits are really out of this world, Fanny!"
She arched her back and pushed her massive tits out further. The mewling, whimpering sounds coming from her mouth increased in volume with every pull of his lips on her nipples, every lick of his tongue on her areolae.
Paul watched, nearly out of his mind with eroticism. He unzipped his pants and hauled out his dick. He began to stroke it gently as he watched another man go wild over his wife's tits. He had never watched his wife lick another woman's pussy, but he had a good imagination. He thought that might be as exciting as watching her with another man.
Fanny opened her eyes, lifted her head and winked at her husband. She really endeared herself to him. She made him feel that they were partners, that she and Dick were putting on a show for his benefit.
Fanny pushed Dick's head away from her tits and got on the floor on her knees in front of him. She removed his shoes, socks and pants and tossed them in a pile. Dick spread his legs wide as he removed his shirt. She looked around at her husband sitting in his favorite chair, with his cock in his hand. She smiled, turned back to Dick, and took his cock in her hand.
Dick's prick was about the same length as Paul's meaty rod, but not nearly as thick. More like a slender arrow than a heavy lance. Paul began to stroke his dick a little faster, getting hornier by the second.
Fanny began to lick Dick's dick slowly. She started at the base and moved her tongue up to the head, never once taking the knob into her mouth. He gazed down at her, his face tight with self-control. She gave his shaft one last lick, then parted her lips and proceeded to consume the entire length of his prick.
Dick let out a low moan of delight and lifted his hips as if to drive his cock all the way down her throat. "Jesus, Fanny, that's great!" he hissed. "That's the only thing missing in those pictures Paul took of you."
She lifted her mouth from his cock and smiled up at him. "Would you like to have some pictures of me sucking cock?"
"That would be super! Do you really mean it?"
"Of course. I'm not a tease, dear. I don't offer something without delivering. We'll invite you over again real soon, and Paul can take lots of pictures of you and me. I'll suck your cock and you can lick my pussy and fuck me and Paul will take pictures of all of it. Lots or real nice close-ups and whatever else you want. You can also take pictures of Paul and me."
"Damn, you are a hot bitch! Let me look at you," Dick said excitedly. "I want to see all of your gorgeous body. Take off your skirt."
Fanny stood and slowly pushed her skirt down. She posed for Dick, standing only inches from his face as he leaned forward so he wouldn't miss a thing. His intense gaze set her fanny on fire.
She turned slowly, giving him a good look at her voluptuous body. When she was facing him again, she put her arms over her head and stretched, lifting her tits and thrusting them way out.
He slipped to the floor on his knees and kissed her hairy mound, just above her slit. She spread her legs and let his head move in between her thighs. Then she had a better idea.
She turned sideways so Paul could see better. She put one foot on the couch, opened her crotch wide, and pulled Dick's mouth to her cunt. She grasped his ears and looked over at her husband as Dick's tongue slashed into her slit and began to love her erect clit.
"He's a good clit licker, darling," she said to Paul, watching him stroke his cock. "His tongue sets my fanny on fire and makes my hot little pussy feel real good."
Paul began to pound his pud faster. He wrapped one hand around the shaft and pumped steadily as he rubbed the palm of his other hand over the nude knob. Watching his wife in action was quite incredible. Everything seemed super sensual, dream-like, bigger than life and twice as hot. The lips of her pussy seemed to be longer and thicker and wetter than he had ever seen them. He could actually see them stretched around Dick's mouth.
Fanny sank to the floor and lay back. She flexed her knees and pulled her heels close to her ass. Her knees fell apart as Dick turned to follow her. He stared at her hairy, wet crotch. His eyes glazed over with lust and desire.
Paul stood, tore off his clothes, and got on his knees by his wife's head. She reached up with one hand and grabbed his stiff cock. Dick got down on his belly between her legs and wiggled up close to her cunt.
"What a beautiful pussy," Dick murmured. He spread the lips with his fingers and bared Fanny's clit to his gaze. "God, what a huge clit!"
He made a nose dive into her humid, heated gash. She cried out with pleasure, arched her back and put her legs over his shoulders. She tightened her grip on her husband's prick as Dick began to gobble up her pussy with gusto. He ate her hot twat with unabashed lust. He sucked her puffy pussy lips avidly. He licked up and down her heated crack with the flat of his tongue. He plunged his tongue into her juicy cunthole, poking and licking the interior walls.
Dick lifted his face from Fanny's pussy. "Damn, what a delicious pussy," he whispered, his voice filled with excitement. He licked her slit, full length, slowly and lovingly. "What fantastic tits!" He reached up to pinch her fat nipples and roll them between his fingers. "Jesus, Paul, your wife sure is a hot, sexy bitch!" He leaned over and licked her snatch again. "Damn, I'm the luckiest man alive!"
"She's quite a woman," Paul agreed.
Dick began to lap her pussy enthusiastically. His tongue went the full length of her gash, up and down, down and up. "I've never tasted a sweeter pussy!" He lifted and spread her legs. He pushed them back, tipped her ass off the floor and speared his tongue into her liquefied hole.
He buried his mouth in her red muff and began to tongue-fuck her tasty twat vigorously. He repeatedly pulled his tongue back into his mouth so he could taste the delicious juice from the inside of her pussy.
No one, not even her husband, had ever worshipped her pussy the way Dick was doing. He seemed obsessed with her body. She trembled from head to toe and goose bumps sprang up on her hot skin. She turned her adoring eyes up to her husband, mutely thanking him for bringing her another man to fuck.
Dick continued to lick and tongue-fuck Fanny's cunt, murmuring over and over how great she was, how hot and tasty her pussy was, and how much he loved to eat her. The more he licked, the hotter she got. The hotter she got, the higher her passions soared. She came three times in quick succession. She reached the point where she had to feel his cock thrusting into her cunt or she would go crazy. She pushed Paul's prick out of her mouth and Dick's head out of her crotch.
"Fuck me, baby," she moaned. "I've got to have your cock in me right now!"
She lifted her head and watched as Dick got on his knees between her thighs. He guided the head of his tool to her pussy. He dragged the swollen glans through her puffy slit and mashed the tip into her clit. He rubbed it around and brought her right to the brink of another orgasm.
Then he fed her hungry cunt a healthy portion of hot cock. He fucked his dick in slowly, inch by delightful inch, savoring every salacious second of penetrating the beautiful, hot, sexy woman. He couldn't believe that he was fucking another man's wife right in front of him!
Fanny clung to Paul's cock like a lifeline. She turned her head to the side and took the swollen knob between her lush lips again and began to suck it gently. Dick continued to stuff his dick into her slippery cunt, going in to the hilt.
Dick began to plunge in and out her glory hole like there was no tomorrow. He drove hard and deep with each powerful thrust. Her body rocked. Her head bobbed. Her mouth tightened around her husband's stiff prick. Her tits bounced and shimmied from Dick's passionate plunges. She spread her legs wider and began to suck her husband's cock furiously. Deep moans of horny pleasure gurgled out around the thick shaft stuffing her mouth.
Dick hissed with pleasure and grabbed her sweaty, heaving tits. He pulled and pinched her nipples, filling them with fiery sensations. The stinging pleasure ripped through her tits, shot through her crotch and into her hard clit. She took the head of her husband's dick into her throat, cupped his balls in her hand, and began to suck voraciously as she massaged his bloated balls.
She had one small orgasm that passed quickly, then built rapidly toward a more powerful climax. Her cunt muscles contracted rhythmically around Dick's pumping prick and began to milk him.
Paul humped his ass gently back and forth, fucking his beautiful, hot wife in the mouth. He stared at his friend's prong slashing in and out of her cunt, delving into her depths.
Fanny floated on a fluffy cloud of ecstasy, aware only of the intense pleasure engulfing her. She moaned around Paul's rod and pulled at his balls as Dick fucked her with his dynamic prick. Dick and Paul moaned and panted, signaling their unabashed pleasure.
Paul came first. His sticky sperm shot down Fanny's rapidly rippling throat. She sucked and swallowed with gusto, taking the abundant load of hot cream down her gullet.
Then a massive orgasm wracked Fanny. Her hips, body and throat worked purely by instinct. She sucked Paul's prick and fucked back at Dick. He continued to pound his prick into her furiously. When he emptied his load of fiery jism into the depths of her sex channel, her orgasm grew in intensity, pushing her nearly out of control.
She locked her legs around Dick's waist and held him in her saddle. She drained Paul's prick, pushed it out of her mouth with her tongue, and took a deep breath. Dick continued to slowly slide his cock in and out of her soupy snatch. Her hips moved instinctively in responsive undulations. She pulled Dick's head down and gave him a deep, searching kiss, highlighted by lots of tongue action inside his mouth. She threw her cunt at him and milked his cock with her strong cunt muscles.
Dick broke the kiss and licked her plush lips. His dick was barely hard enough to stay inside her cunt. She continued to fuck him, as though she didn't want to let him go.
"I can't believe it!" Dick grunted huskily. "I can't believe 1 got to fuck such a hot, sexy woman. God, you're really something, Fanny. That was a fantastic fuck!"
"You can believe it, dear," Fanny replied softly, finally relaxing and letting his cock slip out of her cunt. She chuckled sexily. "You're going to fuck me lots more before I let you go home. It isn't every day that a girl has two lovely cocks to play with. I'm going to make the most of it-believe me!"
Dick lay on his back on one side of Fanny and Paul lay on his back on the other side. They toyed with her nipples and fondled her pussy as they rested.
"God, Paul, I don't know how I'm ever going to repay you," Dick said.
"Why don't you invite us over to your place so Paul can fuck your wife?" Fanny said.
"I'm not married," Dick replied.
"Do you have a girlfriend?" Fanny asked.
"Yeah, but she's not very broad-minded," Dick said woefully. "She doesn't even like to fuck with the light on. I'm sure she wouldn't go for a swap party."
"Well, you two will have to work it out, then," Fanny said.
"Don't worry about it," Paul said. "It doesn't change anything between us. If Fanny wants you to come over again, that's fine with me."
"Oh, I want him to come over again," Fanny said with a sexy laugh. "Cum is such a fabulous word." She held a cock in each hand, stroking them, comparing one with the other. Lusty images of lascivious scenes that would soon become reality filled her mind. "Fucking in stereo is great."
"Fantastic!" Paul said softly.
"It's going to get even better," Fanny said breathlessly. "In just a few minutes, you two are going to give me something that I've dreamed about for a long time. I going to be the middle of a sex sandwich, with my darling husband's thick cock filling my pussy and Dick's lovely cock stuck up my ass." She squeezed their cocks harder and felt them both stir with renewed vigor. "Then, Dick, dear, I'll send you home with a good blow job."
"Oh, sweet Jesus," Dick moaned. "I have died and gone to heaven!"
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Fanny and Paul lay face to face in bed. She played with his cock, and he fondled her tits. She kissed him tenderly and sighed with happiness.
"I love you, darling," she said softly. "Thank you for inviting Dick to fuck me. I really enjoyed myself."
"So did I, you sexy minx. Even after all these years, I had no idea that you were capable of such passion."
"Don't you know that a woman never reveals all of her secrets, even to her husband?" She wormed her leg under his waist and hunched closer to him. She put her other leg over him and began to rub the head of his cock in her pussy. "What do you think of Becky?"
"She's nice," he said. "Are you still turned on?"
"Darling, my fanny is always on fire," she chuckled. She stuck the head of his cock in the mouth of her cunt and hunched at him. "Fuck me, darling. Slowly, so I can enjoy the feel of your cock. Jack doesn't take care of her, you know."
"Honey, Jack stays on the road most of the time. You can't blame him. I don't know how I lucked out and got a milk run. If I hadn't, you would be faced with the same problem."
"Mmmmmm, your cock feels so good. It always does." She picked up his rhythm and hunched her cunt at him. "I keep telling you how much I love to fuck, but I don't think you really understand how much I need it. I hope you don't think less of me for that, but that's the way I am."
"Don't be silly, darling," he said. "Of course I don't think less of you. I love you the way you are. Many men dream of marrying a woman with such a strong libido. Very few find one. They have to make do with something a lot less. I've been very lucky in my life, in many ways."
"I don't know how I got through those years when you were gone so much. I couldn't live that way again. I understand what Becky is going through. She's a very passionate woman. I thought she would go wild when we watched that movie."
"Oh? Did something special happen?" he asked.
"I'm going to cum, darling," she whispered.
"Don't stop, and don't speed up. Let me get off this way. I've never experienced a relaxed orgasm."
"Probably the only kind you've never experienced," he laughed. "You are something else. What did Becky do when you watched the movie?"
"Oooooo, this feels so fucking good," she whispered. "The sensations start in the very bottom of my cunt and slowly ripple all over my body in gentle waves."
Paul kissed his wife tenderly and caressed her cheek. "You're so beautiful," he murmured. "I love you."
Fanny touched her lips lightly to his and murmured, "I love you, darling," then kissed him passionately. She broke the kiss and sighed. "What a delightful way to cum." She kissed him again, lightly. "Have you ever fucked a black woman?"
"You're very inquisitive tonight. Where are you going with this conversation?"
"Oh, wherever it might lead, I guess. Have you?"
"Yeah. At my bachelor party before my first marriage."
Fanny wiggled her ass slowly, fucking herself on Paul's big cock. He caressed the cheeks of her ass and dug his fingers into the tender, rippling flesh.
"Was she the girl who jumped out of the cake, and then you got her for the night?"
"Yeah, she was the one who jumped out of the cake. What does this have to do with Becky?"
"We aren't talking about Becky right now. We're talking about you." She rubbed her nipples across his mouth. "Did you get her for the night? Was she a good fuck?"
One of his fingers slipped into the deep crevice between the cheeks of her ass. The tip of his finger touched her puckered, flexing asshole. She shivered and began to corkscrew her ass gently as she humped back and forth.
"I got her. As I remember, she wasn't bad. In fact, she looked a little like Becky. Her tits weren't quite as big."
Fanny chuckled. "Men! You're so hung up on big tits. Would you love me if my tits were hard little things that didn't even fill your mouth?" She rubbed her nipples over his lips again. "No, don't answer. That isn't a fair question. You wouldn't have given me a second look if my tits weren't big." Her ass began to hunch a little faster. Her feverish cunt slid up and down on his thick prick. She milked him with her strong muscles. "Did you fuck her more than once?"
"Two or three times, if I remember correctly."
"I'm sure you ate her pussy. How did it taste? Does a chocolate pussy taste different than a vanilla pussy?"
"Chocolate and vanilla?" he laughed. "I've never heard it put that way. Every pussy has a unique taste. I don't remember anything special about the flavor of hers."
"When you watch a porno movie, do the scenes where two women make love turn you on?"
Paul slid his finger down to the stretched, sultry lips of her torrid cunt and wet it in her pussy honey. He put the tip of his finger back on her asshole and pressed. Her sphincter flexed wildly. He pressed harder and his slick finger popped inside.
"Oooooo, darling," she whimpered. "You know how much I like that!" She tightened her cunt muscles and twisted her ass rigorously.
"Yes, they turn me on."
"Becky needs our help, darling."
"Well, I suppose we can take her out to dinner or a movie now and then."
"That's isn't the kind of help she needs, darling. She's coming to dinner tomorrow night. I want you to fuck her."
"Say what?"
"I want you to eat her pussy and fuck her. Real good. The way you fuck me."
"Oh, you do, huh? Will you eat her pussy?"
"Do you want me to?"
"Yes."
"Then I will, darling! I'll do anything you ask!"
Paul rolled her onto her back, climbed into the saddle, and began to fuck her furiously.
"Oh, yes, darling," Fanny cried. "Fuck me good, darling! Put out the fire in my fanny!"
