"Normal" is a frequently used word, yet a word whose exact meaning is as elusive as the term "perverse". What those two words imply seems to vary from nation to nation, from community to community, from person to person.
Among one African tribe it is considered obscene to expose one's back to others. In many Eskimo communities it is the height of hospitality for a man to offer his wife to a guest.
Nora Laine outwardly appears to be a normal young American housewife. Attractive and bright, she seems a perfect asset to her professor husband. Yet Nora is plagued by urges many would consider abnormal-she has a constant need for sex, in any shape or form, with any person available. It is inevitable that Nora's situation must come to a head, and she must choose what life style is truly right for her.
HIS WIFE'S HOT PANTS-a novel of major interest to any who hope to find and define their own standards of correct behavior. A story of one young woman who must come to terms with herself in order to find inner happiness.
-The Publisher
THE PROLOGUE
Her cunt was oozing sperm. He could see it from where he stood in the bedroom doorway, and wondered who she had fucked that afternoon.
But was it her fault? Why couldn't he satisfy her? He just didn't seem to be able to completely get her off when he got her turned on.
He loved her. She was beautiful, but she would ruin him if it kept up. He was now the head of his department. Another five years and he would be up for the job of president of the college. She could ruin that for him. But he still needed her. He was foolish, a man forty-five years old falling in love and marrying a girl twenty years his junior.
"Jesus," he breathed as he saw her ... asleep, back to the door, legs curled up to her tits, and lovely white ass, the split dark and alluring.
He couldn't get enough of the girl, it seemed. He had only to glance at her, to see her high tits straining against the tight clothes she wore, and he got a hard-on. Now, staring at her nakedness bathed in diffused light from the window, his cock stood erect and tall, ready to pump cum into her hot, hairy hole.
Silent, not wanting to wake her, he approached the bed and sat down. There was something special about a sleeping woman, he thought. Even with his first wife, Margaret, he had loved to watch her sleep, and then wake her up with a hard-on. And while she slept, on-her side, just as Nora was now sleeping, he would slip low on the bed, press his face close to the underside of her wide ass, and smell and lick both delectable holes until she began to squirm. Then there would be lots of good fucking and sucking, because Margaret had been at her best, her hottest, when she awoke in the morning.
Then Margaret had died, and he was alone and lonely. Then he had met Nora. She was one of his students, a senior about to graduate. For weeks he felt that she wanted more than instruction from him. He was right.
One afternoon, late, she came to his office and practically offered herself to him. She was dressed seductively in a tight sweater that accented her huge tits, and an equally tight skirt that outlined the bulge of her pussy-mound between jutting hip bones.
She was young, blonde, and beautiful. And Professor Casper Lame had gotten a hard-on just looking at her. He wondered what she would say if he just picked her up, placed her on the desk and started to fuck her. Probably scream, he speculated, but then, perhaps not. Nora was a different sort of girl. She seemed to know what she was doing and what she wanted.
Suddenly exhilarated, he felt an impulse to reach out and touch her, to delve into that forbidden land that most male teachers fantasize about and fear to probe. To hell with it, he said to himself. She could take care of herself; it was just a teasing little game that both were getting a big kick out of.
"I repeat," she said coyly, "don't you ever get just a teeny bit horny with-all the girls in your class throwing themselves at you?"
"Of course," Casper replied.
"Well ... don't you ever take any of what's offered?"
He thought for a second, his mouth watering as he visualized what those monumental tits would look like naked. He decided to try to shock her, as she thought she was shocking him.
"What if I just threw you down and raped you, Miss Ray? Would that be fair exchange?"
"It depends on what you call rape."
He swallowed hard and felt butterflies swarm around in his stomach. She was just too much; she was in complete control of herself. He could just imagine how she might go back to the other girls and say: "You know, Professor Laine is a groove. Wow ... he's a man, not a boy...."
He stood up, feeling his cock stiffening measurably, and went over to her chair; she looked up and her raven-black eyes peered deeply into his. He just shook his head and tried to laugh it all off, but she knew she had him. What the hell, he said again to himself, and bent to touch her silky blonde hair.
Her face was just an inch or two away. He could smell her sweet cinnamon breath, the fragrance of all beautiful young girls.
Their faces came closer; he told himself that there was still time to back out. But what was waiting on the other side of the bargain? A stack of stupid papers, a boring article he still had to research. Her mouth tilted upward, brushed his lips, and they were kissing.
Expertly, she opened her lips wide as he put his mouth to hers. Her tongue went immediately to his and laved at it; her teeth nibbled at his lips, bit little pains of sensuality. She moved her mouth up and down and around and probed deeper with her delicious little tongue. Finally he let her go, panting heavily.
His cock was aching to get out and he had a hard time holding it down. He turned from her, but she saw the growing bulge. It must have excited and satisfied her to know that she had succeeded in stirring up one of the college's most unapproachable professors. He backed away and she sat smiling.
"This ... this is crazy," he stammered. "Don't think for a minute, Miss Ray-"
"Ooohhh, I'm not thinking, Dr. Laine. I'm not thinking."
"I think you'd better go home."
"Oh, there's no rush. This is so nice and cozy...."
"Yes ... too cozy. Do you realize what would happen if we ... I mean...."
"Oh, yes, it gives me chills just to think what would happen!"
He looked back at his desk. It was ridiculous. He had actually been necking in his office with a coed. But it was delicious and, try as he might, he couldn't get the tingle out of his head or his crotch.
She stood up then and swayed over him. Openly, she leaned against his strong frame, pressed her tight firm tits right against his side, and looked up at him daringly. Before he knew it, he was taking her in his arms, pressing his hands all over her slender, yielding body. He couldn't control himself. His hands found her jugs and cupped them, pressed them hard, causing her to moan as she worked her tongue furiously inside his mouth. She was pressing her cunt hard against him. The skirt rode up high as he fondled her body, and his hands found her ripe, tight little ass and massaged it roughly.
"No, enough!" he snapped, and pulled away from her. "Why?" she breathed.
"Because it's just ridiculous. Come on, Miss Ray, let's get a breath of fresh air. Do us both good!"
"Only one thing will do me good now. Hmmmm?"
He was close to her again and could smell her sweet fragrance. All he could think of now, as a hot wave of rekindled desire struck, was how she had felt in his arms. He had always prided himself in the fact that he could control his actions, his feelings. But now, this little vixen was turning him inside out.
"Don't you want to kiss me again?" she whispered, running a slender arm along his side.
"What do you want, Nora?"
"What do I want? Can't you tell? I want you to fuck me!"
"You want me to what?"
"Oh, do I shock you, Dr. Laine? Didn't you think I knew that word? It's really not a bad word, to describe something so heavenly. Don't you agree?"
"Hell, I don't know."
"Well, why don't you do it then? Fuck me...."
"You mean, right here in my office?"
"Why not?" she said, her voice coy but demanding in its breathy desire. "I want your cock inside my cunt."
Her long eyelashes teased at him; all the way she had been a coy kitten, well in control. He had never had a woman treat him in such a candid way, much less a mere slip of a college girl. And, strangely, it intrigued him. More than anything he wanted to see just how far she would go.
She snaked her arm around his neck and urged him down a bit and then she was kissing him expertly. She pressed her willowy body against him and dug in with her firm pelvis.
"Too many clothes," she murmured.
She worked at his belt buckle as she devoured his mouth with hers. He felt her fingers inside his pants, going to meet his oncoming cock. She scratched across his prick lightly with the sharp nails and teased the hard boner up and down. With her other hand she unbuttoned his shirt and toyed with his chest. Now the hand at his cock was bringing the quaking tool out of his pants. It jumped at her slightest insistence, poked out of the fly, and stood stock still at attention.
"Oh, God, it's beautiful!" she drawled. She wrapped her palm around it and rubbed back and forth tantalizingly across the red bulb.
It was driving him crazy, but he tried desperately to stay calm. He remained passive, peering down at her smooth thighs outlined in the tight skirt.
"Soooo nice," she purred on, rubbing and teasing his cock more.
For support he ran his arms around her and grasped her tight little ass. She was a slender girl, beautifully built in all the right places, but slender as a sapling. He milked at her ass until she let out a soft moan of pleasure. She kissed him again and then, suddenly, her body began to slide down his. She straddled his legs with her partially spread thighs. Her skirt rode all the way up to her hips, revealing little peach-colored bikini panties.
"What are you doing?" he gasped.
But she was intent now and he knew full well where she was headed. He let her go on down until her arms circled his waist and her hands held his buttocks firmly. She unbuttoned his shirt and pants as she went gliding down, until he was standing there with his clothes hanging almost off his body. Her mouth kissed his chest and stomach on the way. Now she was at his crotch hair. He could feel her warm breath down around his erect, throbbing prick.
With sharp fingernails she scratched at the base of his tool, tickling all around it and jabbing tenderly into his balls. Then her wet lips were on the base of the staff and working inch by inch towards the jerking knob.
He groaned and felt his legs go rubbery. God, it had been a long time, he thought. He felt as though he could come with just her fingers on his dick.
"Don't you like it, Dr. Laine?" she whispered.
"I ... I don't know. I guess so."
"Relax, Dr. Laine. You never know, before long I just might teach you something!"
And with that she sank her mouth over the large head of his throbbing cock. She sucked at it from the base to the tip, pushing it back into her throat and then brining it back again to the tantalizing tip of her tongue.
As she sucked and gulped, she pulled hard against his ass-cheeks; he replied by pushing his cock deeper each time. God, he thought, this was total madness, yet he couldn't stop her or himself now. Her mouth was like melted butter, and he knew that at any minute he would be shooting off all his cum.
She sensed his growing state of pending release and pulled at his cock hard with her massaging lips; again she scratched at it with her fingernails and jacked it up and down with rapid movements. After only seconds, she brought the spasming prick back into her mouth deeply again to suck and gulp it into her throat. Each time she took it back into her mouth, he felt that he would erupt. Expertly, she held off his building orgasm by alternately sucking and jacking.
His buttocks were pumping furiously against her now, driving the shaft into her gulping young mouth. He felt a jolt through his whole body and knew that the moment had come, but again she pulled the cock out of her sucking mouth and jacked it furiously. Two little spurts of cum leaped from the opening in the head of his prick, and in a flash she had the blood-engorged tool back into her mouth. She sucked it deep into her throat and began gulping as the first wave of hot sperm shot forth. Now she gulped and swallowed, gulped and swallowed, accepting all the jizz he had to offer.
"I'm going to blow it all!" he gasped.
Tearing into his buttocks with her hands, she bobbed her head in a frenzy and sucked on. The heavy head of his prick seemed to fill her whole mouth, but somehow she kept the massive rod moving in rapid strokes back into her throat and out into her mouth each time. She ate his fuck-cream expertly, greedily; each time he drew up to shoot another wad, she let the cock steady just at her tongue, so that the long stream of jism would spit the entire distance down into her throat.
"You're going to eat it all!" he cried, pumping his hips wildly at her luscious lips.
And very willingly she took all the hot gushes of his sperm. Her mouth filled up from all the excess but she continued sucking and swallowing. Never in his life had he unloaded so much cum. There seemed no end to it. His cock remained hard as it spit wad after wad deep into her belly in a seemingly never-ending supply.
Quickly, she jerked the quivering, spitting prick out of her throat and mouth. A lump of the sticky stuff struck her throat. Rapidly she was pulling the heavy cock downward as she spread her thighs and arched herself backwards on the desk.
"No ... no, eat it all!" he commanded.
"I want to ... but I want it in me now. Oh, God, you've got to put that big bastard in my pussy before it dies! Please! While it lasts! I want it to fuck my cunt off!"
The peach-colored panties were in the way, but she was frantically skinning them down off her flaring white hips. He was moving above her and the panties dangled off one leg that stuck up high in the air. She lay back proudly, like a young nymph from some primeval forest.
His cock had stopped coming, but was still rock-hard and he was ready to fuck harder than he had ever fucked before. He arched himself down over her body and flipped the last piece of cloth away from her body. The fine, hard tits surged up at him and began to swell, the nipples growing taut.
"Do you really want me to make love to you, Nora?" he breathed hotly and unevenly, knowing the answer.
"No," she said, her mouth twisting in a strange smile of lust. "I want you to love me, yes. But I want you to fuck me first."
"Oh, my God!" he moaned, moving between her splayed thighs.
His cock was throbbing painfully and she slid her tight little ass towards it as she spread her legs. He grabbed her hips and pulled her crotch up farther and spread the cunt-lips open wide. She began to move her hips in a rubbing action against the engorged head of the staff; he could feel her slit getting more and more slippery with creaming cunt juice. They both moved slowly now and looked deeply into each other's eyes.
"You've got a great pussy," he breathed heavily.
He began to slip his cock-head gently between her soaked cunt-lips. He couldn't stand it any more; he reared back, then rammed forward, and his cock sank quickly and easily down into her young hole. He drew halfway out and let it plunge harder, to the end of her cunt.
"Oh, God, yes! That's it! Fuck it hard! Hard!" she wailed.
He caught her ass in his hands and lifted her hips up several inches. Her legs stuck out wildly in the air and she was already beginning a hunching rhythm. He massaged along her ass-crack and rubbed his fingers along the edges of her young slit; he wet his fingers in her sweet juice and could feel his prick stiffen even more down inside her twat.
"Down there! Fuck it all the way down there!" she shrieked, humping hard on his rod.
Her pussy felt almost like her mouth had on his insistent dick. She was gritting her teeth and gasping for air and he could tell she had reached a first peak already.
Her hard, firm tits were jostling and leaping up against his hairy chest. Her entire middle banged against him hard, and their pelvic bones crushed fiercely together. Her long legs locked behind h'. arching, humping frame as he bumped his prick against her inner walls and let it go wild with rapid-fire fuck-thrusts.
"Do it! Do it! Do it!" she chanted, reaching another peak, finishing, then going into another cycle with her flashing loins. "Oh, God, what a lover! What a fucking lover you are! Aaarrrggghhhh!"
Not finished even yet, her surging flesh detonated an explosion inside her pussy that literally made the desk creak. It seemed now that she was in the throes of many orgasms, coming one after the other in quick succession.
"I'm coming again and again!" she bellowed. "I can't stop it! Oh, God, it's wild!"
His tight balls rolled against her ass as he rammed home his full load. They hung right on the crack of her pussy and ass and touched her hot, syrupy flesh, stimulating him tremendously. Feeling her spiked tits mashing into his heaving chest also drove him up to the point of release. Suddenly her hands came from out of nowhere and grasped his bloated balls. They seemed to jump from the touch, and she kneaded and massaged them around all the welling cream inside them. He was ready again.
"Oh, God, I'm coming again!" she cried. "Again and again! I don't believe it! God, pour it on now! This is it! This is the big one!"
The fiery girl spurred him on with her heels. She dug hard into his sides and then kicked upward with them and locked them around him, pulling him harder downward into her mushy cunt. His left hand gripped her whole hunching ass and lifted it with each of his deep thrusts. The entire room seemed to bounce and reel. Her creamy cunt was completely sprung apart and holding everything he had to offer. The desk creaked and threatened to break under the strain.
"Oh, yes, yes, yes! Go deep! Deeper!" she pleaded. "Tear it up! Rip it apart! I don't care if it lolls me!"
Though lasting seconds, it seemed to go on forever. He felt his cock surge above any peak it had ever achieved and then the release came. He continued the mad fucking as he poured it to her, on and on and on. He felt her peaking again at the same instant, her cunt going wild on his rod. His dick was gushing creamy cum now like a fire hose.
She screamed out her ecstasy and tightened on him all the more, her tone of voice shifting down to a guttural groan. His pumping dick pushed deep into her womb and continued to spew out its life-giving syrup. He let her fuck herself on his throbbing cock and then felt her insides settle into an even, pistoning rhythm. He slipped his other hand beneath her sweet little ass and held her steady as she bucked up against him.
She was as light as a feather, and he thought absently that she couldn't weigh more than a hundred pounds dripping wet. This was surely the most delicious, most precious piece of ass he had ever had. God, he thought as she went on fucking his coming rod, just to feel such a sleek little body so well put together in such a small package! He felt himself erupting again, shooting cum that had no place to go except to spew into that gorgeous channel and overflow down into her ass-crack.
* * *
And that was only the first time. Many other times followed until he found he couldn't live without her, didn't want to live without her.
They were married.
Everything was bliss for nearly a year. Then he caught her with the maid, then with his own sister, then with two of the many delivery boys.
Finally it came to a head and he threatened to leave her. She begged him not to, saying that she really loved him; she just couldn't help herself.
And now she had done it again.
Bending close, his mouth within inches of the space at the back of Nora's creamy thighs, he drank deeply of the smell of her asshole, her little pink and blonde cunt.
He knew he was crazy to still love her, but he couldn't help himself. She was too lovely, too good, and always too willing. Her tight, white-blonde pussy was the absolute best he had ever had. And no matter how often he had tried to convince himself that he should leave her, he knew that, if it were to ever happen, she would have to do it.
Nora stirred as his tongue flicked up the sweet crack of her ass. He backed off, waiting for her to settle into deep slumber once more. His dick throbbed, aching to be sheathed.
He stood. His gaze riveted to the girl's succulent ass, he undid his belt, then his fly. He let the pants fall, pushed the shorts down his legs, stepped out of both garments and hurriedly unbuttoned his shirt. His chest felt tight. And there was a tightness in his balls, an urge, a demand for a hole to deposit what seemed to be gallons of boiling sperm. Stepping out of his shoes, flinging his socks across the room, he eased his bulk onto the bed, close behind her. His rod seemed to be two feet long, jumping, unwilling to wait another second.
"Honey," he whispered, moving his Angers down the split in her ass to the tuft of down at her bung. Finding the tiny, puckered hole, he probed. He loved every inch of Nora's perfect young body. But her bottom, the smooth, jiggly half-moons of flesh, like cushions at the top of her thighs, were special. He loved most of all watching her cheeks tighten as his cock speared them open and drilled home. Now, using his fingers to spread the soft halves, he set the bloated tip of his cock at the pucker of her tight asshole.
Again Nora stirred in her sleep, this time pressing back, her bung opening for penetration. He groaned. He felt her asshole close tight on the head of his prick. Even in her sleep! he thought. She was always ready to fuck, always willing to take his dick wherever he decided to put it. He pressed forward, pushing in an inch at a time, wanting her to remain asleep ... drunk with the delicious sensation.
With his prick a third of the way up her asshole, Casper reached around to cup her blonde pussy. So soft, he thought, rubbing, gently massaging her cunt-mound. He heard her sigh, almost a moan. He continued to rub until her hips began a sensual, rotating dance. Was she dreaming, he wondered, getting laid in her sleep, too? And, if so, was she dreaming of him or someone else? A frown cut into his brow. The thought of Nora fucking someone else, even dreaming of another, made him furious. She was his now ... no one else's!
He glanced down to where his cock protruded from her asshole. She was so small, so fragile. His finger sought the indentation at the top of her cunt-lips. Still rubbing, using the palm of his hand to excite her, he found and teased her hard clit. Her hips began to move faster, drawing his prick in, asshole sucking at the portion of cock not yet embedded.
Unable to resist a moment more, the velvet walls of Nora's shitter sending white-hot flashes down the length of his cock, he pulled back and lunged all his meat into her sweet, clinging asshole.
"Ohhhhh ... gooood ... so good," she groaned. "Phil ... I thought you left, Phil. Ummmmmm...."
THE ULTIMATUM
Nora turned off the water and cursed her body for still being excited. But it was partially his fault for getting her so hot. He knew he could turn her on just by touching her. If he didn't want her to respond, then why the hell had he played with her pussy and her asshole like that? Why had he rammed his cock up her asshole until her body had responded and started fucking him back?
But then, why the hell had she called him Phil? She should have known that Phil would be gone by then. Besides, she had fucked the young student so much that afternoon that he hadn't been able to get another hard-on.
Now Casper would be sitting out in the living room, drinking, feeling sorry for himself and building up his courage to scream another tirade at her about her infidelity, the infidelity that she couldn't seem to control, no matter how she tried.
She stepped out of the shower, the drops beading on her voluptuous body, pink from the hot water. She shook her long hair and wrapped a large white turkish towel around her shapely body, making a face in the foggy mirror as she passed it.
She was nervous, and she always took a shower when she was nervous; cleanliness had nothing to do with it. And Nora had plenty of reason to be nervous tonight.
Drying herself, she slipped into gold lame lounging pajamas, slippers, and tied her hair back with a gold ribbon. Might as well try to look her best, even if she felt like packing her suitcases and running back to her mother. But she knew that wasn't the solution. Besides, her mother wouldn't understand.
Nora walked into the well-furnished living room and looked at the grandfather clock. Eight o'clock. Late, but not late enough.
She paused on the stairwell. He was sitting in his own comfortable easy chair, with a glass in his hand and a bucket of ice and a bottle of bourbon on the table beside him.
In some ways she hated him, but in most ways she loved him. She hadn't always. She had fucked her way into his affections and then married him when his head was still swimming from so much sex. But she had grown to love him. Now she couldn't help loving him any more than she could help the way her body desired and went after extra sexual stimulation and relief.
She had no control. And when the time came, she didn't want any. She just wanted to fuck-any man, woman, boy, girl, or animal that was in the area of her beautiful, wanton body.
But was he so different? Casper had fucked her without a qualm. He was no different from any other man. He'd give his right arm to get the chance to sink his prick into a strange cunt and fuck away in a new and untried pussy.
She crossed down into the living room and fixed herself a drink with the thought of Casper fucking a strange woman on her mind.
Was he any different from the other husbands on campus that she lured to her bed so easily?
Almost all of them were in their middle to late thirties, and bored with their wives. They were so up-tight about "making it" in their professional lives that sex was about the only thing left that gave them any fun. The establishment bit was suffocating them and the new sex consciousness was a practical release for them.
Here she was, standing in her well-appointed living room, a drink in hand, a ripe woman, ready to be fucked, and she hadn't the slightest idea who would be walking through her front room next to gather her into his arms and fuck, fuck, fuck her! She shivered. How in hell did she ever get in this mess?
But didn't she love Casper? Yes.
There was no doubt about it. He had a beautiful fuck-stick, sleek, nine and three-quarters inches, well-veined, straight, erect at a moment's notice. Who wouldn't have fallen in love with him?
Then why couldn't she be faithful to him?
Because it wasn't enough.
"Please sit down," he said in a sonorous voice, and motioned with his glass towards the sofa across from him.
Nora moved her sleek body to the sofa and sat. She curled her legs up under her and waited for the tirade to start. She had sat through many of them and didn't expect this one to be any different.
"Was it Phil Bentley?"
"Yes," she said.
"Jesus, Nora, how could you? Do you have any idea what it will be like tomorrow to walk into class and look at one of my own students, face him, knowing that he spent the previous afternoon fucking my wife?"
"I'm sorry, Casper. I really am."
"You're sorry ... you're sorry? Do you think that helps any? Do you think that...."
And then it started. His voice going up a full octave, he rose from the chair and started pacing up and down in front of her. It started with Phi', but Nora knew it would become a listing of all her infidelities before he was through. Her mind wandered back to that afternoon, and Phil. He was so young, and so virile and so eager for her pussy.
Phil had bolted through the door the second she had opened it. His eagerness held a fascination for her that made her fold into the young student's arms the second he touched her.
"Don't we have a little unfinished business, baby?"
"Oh, God, I don't know. I'm scared. What if Casper came home and ... caught us? Oh, God! He's just been so horrible lately."
"Don't think about him. Think about me."
"Yes, yes," she murmured. "Oh, darling...."
They came together frantically; their hands went all over, feeling, touching, groping, trying to quell the ongoing dread that accompanies forbidden desire. His hands raced under her dressing gown and found her huge tits; he tickled and turned and massaged them until she let out a quick moan.
"Phil, we don't have time. Oh, God, I want you to fuck me so badly! We don't have time ... we mustn't,"
"But we must," he groaned. "God, Nora, don't stop me now! I've creamed all day about your beautiful cunt. I've got to taste it. I've got to put my dick in it!"
"Later, please, Phil ... later...."
"No! Right here and right now!"
Abruptly he pushed her over on the living-room carpet. Already his hands were dividing the robe, revealing her long and voluptuous body, the abundant triangle of blonde hair surrounding her vibrating cunt. He swam up to her, stopping to mouth the upturned tits, to kiss and suck the pink nipples that throbbed at his touch. He kissed his way back down her middle, into the deep swell at her navel, on down to the silken mound of her cunt. He pushed his mouth onto her luscious blonde pussy and sucked the little clitoris; he rammed his tongue all around and deep into the sweet, juicy hole. His cock was jabbing at her leg, throbbing impatiently as he ate her out. He sucked her clitoris hard and furiously until she began to beat her crotch hard against his face.-When he felt she was ready to explode from his expert cunt-lapping, he pulled away and spread her legs far apart.
"Ohhhhhh, God!" she screamed. "God, do anything, anything! I don't give a fuck! Let the world know, only do something! Anything! I'm dying!"
And instantly he was on her. Her hands flashed down and caught the head of his prick and guided it to her pussy. He pushed hard as she hunched upward, and they were suddenly locked together.
"Ohhhhh! Wonderful ... wonderful!" she cooed. "Only, please, darling, you've got to hurry! Please hurry!"
Bracing his leg against the arm of the couch, he began roaring his cock with lightning strokes into her heaving pussy. Because she had already reached a peak, she began to come instantly.
He poured all his youthful strength into her. He loved it, this balling with a super-cool woman who really knew how to pump a guy up. He elapsed her hips and felt waves of hot juice pouring from her gyrating pussy. He began thrusting into her fuck-hole deep and hard on every stroke.
"Oh, there! There!" she gasped. "Yes, yes, yes, yes!"
And just like a flash he was finished, and she was finished, and there had hardly elapsed five minutes. Quickly, as though rejuvenated by the erotic moment, she pulled herself from beneath him. She helped him zip his fly after kissing and licking his cock dry and tucking it back inside his jeans. He stood at the door a minute, just looking at her beautiful face.
"Oh, wow," she sighed.
"You're the best," he laughed, feeling her tits one last time. He held her close a moment and kissed her tenderly. She drew away, smiling, a cloud of mist in her eyes.
"Phil, you'd better go now."
"Do you really want me to?"
"No."
"Then let's go up to your bedroom and have a real fuck!"
"But you just came!"
He smiled and patted the still huge bulge in the front of his pants. "You know that doesn't mean shit. I can fuck you all day and all night. That's why you fuck me. That's why you love my cock."
"All right," she moaned. "C'mon upstairs ... but be ready to get out if Casper comes in."
They flew up the stairs and into the bedroom. Nora felt flirtatious; she wanted to tease her young lover. She snapped on the radio and immediately began to move sensually to the strains of a Latin beat that filled the room.
His eyes followed her every movement, exciting her almost as much as her dancing excited him. She did know how to move and use her body, how to excite another human being, man or woman, to the limit.
Phil sat on the bed and watched with pleasure as Nora began to remove her robe. She did it slowly, unveiling her charms a bit at a time.
She whipped her body around like a snake, as if she were composed of a single, flexible sheath of muscle. It only took a few minutes for her to strip to the skin and then she continued to dance for her young lover, moving closer and closer to him, making him wonder how long he could wait before taking her.
He eagerly removed his own clothes and stretched out on the bed. She moved in to him, rubbing her luscious tits up and down his perspiring skin. He started loving her all over again, as if it were the first time that day. He used both hands to stroke and knead her large, firm tits.
She cooed encouragement as he sucked her nipples back to life. He was a good lover, a good fucker, particularly for his young age. He was never self-conscious, as Casper was sometimes. Phil was just out for a good time, a good fuck, like she was.
He found her flesh constantly and absolutely irresistible. She was firm and muscular, with a deep tan all over her body from sunning in the nude.
"Talk to me," Nora urged.
"I want to pin you to the bed with my dick. I want to make your pussy hot and then fuck you silly. I want to put my cock in every hole you've got."
Then they were locked in each other's arms, kissing and caressing in the warm room. The window was open and a breeze was blowing across their naked bodies, but they were both sweating with the intensity of their desire.
Nora suddenly felt like turning loose, like doing anything and everything dirty-with this young stud. "What do you want me to do?" she asked. "Blow-job, fuck, up the ass, I'll do it all! Whatever you want!"
"Let's just do what comes up first," Phil answered. "I don't like making a plan out of it. Just pretend that we haven't fucked for a long time and you really want to turn me on."
Nora giggled at the idea and then reached out to fondle his prick. It was like a rock and throbbing in her hand. She tugged the loose foreskin of his prick back and forth over the cock-head.
He reacted instantly and Nora reveled in her power over him. She had been fucking since she was thirteen, and there was little she didn't know about turning a man on.
She decided to blow him first, at least until he wanted to fuck her. His prick was big and thick and lustfully appealing; she could hardly wait to feel it plunging in and out of her lips.
Yes, again they were going to have a good time together-both of them.
Phil sat up and watched the blonde beauty take his surging cock into her mouth. She was so lovely and he could see her eyes and teeth glinting on his prick. He was turned on already, but was determined not to come in her mouth. He wanted to fuck her again above all else, to feel his hot cum pouring into her clasping, sweet pussy. He was hung up on Nora's pussy, and he knew it. And he didn't care.
Her golden head was bobbing furiously as his rigid tool plunged in and out of her mouth. God, how she loved to suck, to feel the quivering sperm-tube slide along her tongue, the thick cock-head gorging her willing throat.
Nora had a great cock-sucking technique. She was driving him wild with the incessant motion of her agile tongue and she knew that too much of it would make him shoot off in her mouth.
Her tits were rubbing against his thighs and she could feel her nipples hardening with lusty excitement. He cried out as he pushed her face away from his cock. Her saliva dripped over his shaft, his pubic hair, and his balls.
"Oh, Jesus, Nora, I can't take much more of that!"
"Then fuck me," she said. "But do it a new way!"
"How?"
"Fuck me in the cunt and the asshole at the same time!"
"At once?" he said, his eyes gleaming. "Show me!"
She instructed him to sit up on the bed and drape his feet over the edge of the mattress while bracing his back against the headboard. Phil did as she asked without a second's hesitation. He knew that anything Professor Laine's lusty young wife suggested was bound to be good, if it had anything to do with sex.
His prick was hard, standing straight up before him as his lithe partner mounted his body. Nora crouched over him at first, bracing her arms on his shoulders and closing her knees around his chest. In that position her tits were right before his eyes and he couldn't resist sticking his tongue out and teasing the firm, pointy nipples.
She sighed with lust as his lips sucked at her nipples one at a time.
Nora held her position for a few seconds and then began to lower her body so that her cunt slid down onto her lover's upraised cock. He had not touched her pussy but she was still dripping wet inside, able to handle the full length of his cock as if it were no longer than a toothpick. She began to squirm around the big prick that filled her cunt to capacity. Phil was doing a good job of pleasing her and now it was up to her to turn him on. So far she knew she had done nothing out of the ordinary, merely fucked him in a new position.
But then she picked her body up again, placing her full weight on his broad shoulders. Then she was lowering herself again, bringing her body down so that his cock would sink back into her hole. But she moved her body slightly this time, forcing his cock into her asshole. The tiny bung was somewhat dry and tight, but his cock was moist with pussy juice and slid in easily. It was one of the greatest fucks Phil had ever experienced.
"Jesus," he cried, "it's going all the way up your asshole!"
"Shhh ... don't talk. Just fuck!"
Nora was sitting on top of his cock, taking the full length of the big weapon into her asshole without feeling any pain at all. She was so young and strong and muscular that she could have serviced an army.
Now she was lifting herself up again, teasing him, not letting him work his way to orgasm. She came down a few seconds later and this time his prick penetrated into the deepest recesses of her pussy. It was a strange position, but it was already turning them on with new, greater intensity.
She waited a few moments and then urged him to start fucking her, hard. She would do the rest. He responded instantly, forcing his cock to plunge and rotate around the walls of her heated pussy.
She loved it and felt her cunt respond by pouring a river of pussy-honey from her splayed lower lips. Her juice bathed his cock and balls in a warm, sticky flow.
Now she was bouncing up and down above him, alternating his plunging cock from her asshole to her cunt and back again on every stroke. On and on they fucked, until the area between them was soaked with juice and neither of them could differentiate between holes any more.
It was Nora who attained her orgasm first. In the position she had chosen, his cock slid deeper and deeper into the twin holes and it was all she could do to hold her passion under control. Soon that was impossible and she knew that her orgasm was on the way.
She lowered herself down so that his prick stayed in her cunt and then let out a cry of passion as her orgasm began. Her whole body was quivering and it was easy for Phil to increase the girl's pleasure by sucking on her nipples and shoving his prick deeper and deeper inside her contracting twat.
Nora's orgasm was really something to see. He had been with passionate women before, but this young sex goddess had put them all to shame.
"Ohhhhh, good come ... good, sweet come," she whimpered. "Your cock always makes my pussy come so good!"
"Now me," he said. "Only I want to stoke you good! Let's shift!"
At that point of relief and passion in her body, she would do anything he wanted. "What do you want, lover? Tell me ... anything!"
"Lie on your back. I want to fuck down into your face as if it were a pussy."
She got off him and quickly lay on her back. He lay down on top of her and began to rub his prick against the opening of her slick, tight pussy. Nora's twat-lips seemed to have a mind of their own, closing down around his prick, trying to drag it into her body.
"Come on inside me," she insisted. "A girl can go crazy this way! Fuck my pussy a little more in this position and then I'll take your cum in my mouth!"
The words have barely left her mouth before he rammed his rod to the balls back up her cunt. He leaned into her with all his strength, feeling her muscles contract around his cock as she moved with him.
"Jesus, you're a wild fuck!" he gasped.
"It's because I love it so much!" she cried out. "Fuck me! Fuck my cunt! Fuck my body!"
She was good in every way, but she was dynamite in the normal position. It allowed her to move with complete freedom and she was giving him the best ride of his life, fucking him so hard that he was on the verge of collapse.
Then he dragged his prick out of her cunt, leaving her feeling betrayed. However, a few seconds later he was inside her again, working his cock into her asshole, giving her no chance to rest.
If she could do things like that to him, it was up to him to demonstrate equal erotic talents!
Now it was really easy to get into her asshole. She really loved it and he realized that she was as close to her second orgasm as he was to his first. He slowed down a little so they could coordinate their movements and come together.
He continued to plow her asshole with his thick cock, giving her no chance to rest. Phil had never in his life felt so physically inferior to a woman, but it didn't bother him a bit; she was teaching him things about sex he would never forget.
He pulled his cock out of her asshole, realizing that he would have to service her cunt in order to bring her to the point of orgasm. It was easy to get back inside her and then they were able to establish a soaring, common rhythm.
He felt himself starting to come; he wanted to wait a few seconds longer but it was out of the question. She was moving too wildly, too erotically, whipping her body around on the mattress beneath her. There was no holding out on a girl like Nora. She knew what she wanted from a man and wasn't shy about demanding it, about forcing him to satisfy her lust.
"Oh, God, it's there! It's there!" he cried.
"Quick ... hurry!" she urged. "Slide up over me and fuck my face! Come in my fucking mouth!"
In one swift motion, Phil slid his body up until the cheeks of his ass rested on her pillowy tits. Then he shoved the full length of his thick prick into her salviating, hungry mouth.
"Oh, you don't know how good that feels, Nora, honey! Jesus, the fucking head's all the way down your throat! Oh, shit, suck it! SUCK IT!"
Phil rocked forward onto his knees, ramming the full length of his swollen hunk of male meat into her face and down her throat.
Her eyes rolled in wonder as she watched his pulsing cock dip in and out of her lips. She watched in fascination as his cock would disappear and then reappear, shining from the wetness of her saliva and his own oozing sperm.
Her tongue suddenly took on a will of its own. It seemed to revel in the hardness of the ruthless flesh in her mouth. It swirled around the bloated cock-head and laved the fat barrel of his wildly plunging prick.
Then her body took over her mind totally. Her hands crept up his spread calves, over his thighs to the taut muscles of his ass-cheeks. She pulled from behind, pressing him ever closer to her working mouth. She opened her lips even wider to allow him more and easier access to her throat. She sucked and labored with a new will over his prick.
"I'm going to come! OH, SHIT!" Phil screamed. "I'm gonna come like a cock-sucking flood!"
His hips worked faster, plunging his loaded prick deeper and deeper into her face. Every second brought his cum closer to the boiling point. He panted loudly as he thrust and bucked his cock into the wet tightness of her mouth.
Like a raging torrent, streams of molten cum poured into Nora's mouth in great, thick gushes. Waves of bliss flowed over her as she tasted, savored, and swallowed his great wealth of spunk.
She let her tongue dart out and lightly flick her lips as she remembered how she had gagged and choked and finally been able to swallow all the jizz Phil had given her.
"Goddammit, Nora, have you been listening to anything I've said?"
"No," she replied, smiling and sipping from her drink. Casper's eyes were very glazed now and she noticed that the level of the bottle he had been pouring from had gone down considerably.
He huffed himself back up and launched into what he had been obviously trying to get across to her when her mind had started to wander.
"Nora, this has got to come to some kind of a head. We can't go on like this. So, I have decided that you have to make some kind of a decision."
"I do?"
"Yes."
He stared at her eyes, at her beautiful, lustful body, at the fine golden hair that cascaded angelically around her shoulders, and knew that she could read him like a book. She was right. He didn't have the guts to leave her or kick her out. If a parting must come, he would want her to do it.
"Yes," he said at last. "But I want you to be sure that you want the kind of wild, total-sex life you think you want before you leave me."
"And how do I do that?" she asked, rising and crossing to the bar to freshen her drink.
"I'm going to give you this." He set a check on the coffee table and continued speaking. "It will buy you all the freedom and all the lust you could possibly desire for the next seven days."
Nora picked up the check and glanced at it. It was for $5,000.00. "And at the end of the seven days?"
"That's up to you ... your decision," he replied, averting his eyes from hers. "Either you stay with me, on my terms, or you go your own way, on yours."
"Do you love me, Casper?"
"You know I do."
"Then how could you possibly let me go?" With a flick of her hand, she made herself naked and moved closer to him. "How could you possibly let all this go?"
He was sweating. She pulled his robe open. His cock was hard and ready. He might deny her his mind, but he couldn't deny her his body.
"Don't you want to fuck me, Casper?"
"No."
"I think you do, Casper. It looks like your balls are ready to explode."
"You bitch ... I won't fuck you."
"Oh?" she said. She reached down and took his balls in her hand and gave them a slight squeeze. He screamed. She had expected that. She could imagine how fiercely his genitals ached. She could feel by the heft of his balls that they were swollen and bloated with the delayed damming of his passion.
"I ought to leave you like this all night," she said.
"Nora, don't. I'll rupture. Oh, Christ, it hurts so bad."
"Really?" she said, stroking his inflated prick.
"Don't, Nora, don't. I can't stand it," he groaned. "It's unbearable." His teeth clenched in agony. "I swear, Nora, don't carry this too far!"
He was slowly sinking to the floor, groaning. She followed him down and squeezed the bloated head of his cock between thumb and forefinger until he screeched in pain. Then she rolled her body forward and sat on his face.
"Eat me, you bastard," she commanded. "Eat all of me. If you're good enough, we'll see about your poor cock!"
She never knew any man who could do her as well as Casper when he put his mind to it. And he really put his mind and mouth to it this time.
He gobbled at her cunt, making the freshly bathed intimate parts flow with new sap. His tongue, almost erect itself, reamed in and out of her hot hole. He wagged his head back and forth, catching her cunt-lips sideways between his pursing, pulling lips, and skating his tongue over them as she fought deliriously to keep her balance.
When she shifted, he lunged for her asshole. By main force, he shoved his tongue into the little brownie, sending delicious thrills arcing through her body. He licked the sensitive expanse of skin around the ring that made an O-shaped target between her thighs. He thrust into her slit and licked her throbbing bud of a clitoris, making her clench her fists and gasp with excitement. Faster and faster he worked, whipping her up to a lather of lust.
Then he surprised her and bit down hard on the sensitive flesh around her clitoris. She screamed but she couldn't pull away from him. She could feel the blood seeping between her cunt-lips where his teeth tortured her cunt-flesh.
"You prick! YOU SON OF A BITCH!" she sobbed in pain, the tears streaming down her cheeks. "Let go! Please let go! MY P-P-PUSSY! You're ripping my cunt apart!"
Then he released her twat from his teeth and used his hands. Relentlessly, he dug his fingers, his nails, into the sensitive flesh of her cunt. The tears in her wide, frightened eyes made him more determined, more cruel. She was his! His to do with what he chose!
"Please, Casper ... let go. I'll fuck you ... please!"
He released her and, panting like a savage, he bounced her down until her buttocks slipped loudly against his upper thighs. Then he raised her and jammed upward with his hips. At the same time he pulled her down with a violent thrust. His cock entered her dry asshole, rending and tearing the sensitive ring as it tore into her gut.
"Jesus ... easy! Easy, you bastard!" she sobbed.
He withdrew until the tip of his dick almost escaped, and then rammed the entire length back up her quivering asshole. Curling his fingers deep in her cunt, scraping the walls with his nails, he chanted, "Cunt ... cunt ... cunt...."
Nora screamed as the fingers in her pussy tore across the tender tip of her clit. She cried, tears streaming down her face, spasms racking her body.
"PLEEEEEEEZE!"
He relented. Turning her onto her belly, spreading her legs wide with his knees, he began to fuck his cock rapidly in and out of her lovely butt. He held himself up on outstretched arms and watched her ass-cheeks tremble. He watched her delectable asshole, her swollen sphincter, turn out along his dick when he pulled back, and invert when he plowed.
"Move your ass!" he commanded.
Sobbing, she lifted her hips and moved her hot little asshole on his bludgeoning cock. He felt the familiar nipping begin ... the nip, as if there were a hundred tiny mouths working along the length of his piston in g rod.
Now he could see her sweet cunt-hole. He watched it open and close with each stab of his dick in her shitter. His gaze devoured the hair, the silky blonde coils, her pussy, the hot hairy hole that drove him half out of his mind. Panting, sweat trickling down the furrow in his back, he drove his prick faster and faster ... in and out, deeper and deeper in the fiery brown velvet pocket low between the girl's jouncing buttocks.
Then he got to her. The pain became pleasure. The animal act became fucking. She could feel every vein and contour of his cock as it rammed deep within her soft, elastic being. She turned and squirmed on him, coating him with her grasping, wet grip.
The muscles of his belly flexed and corded as he worked himself up and down, spurring her to faster and faster rhythms.
She threw her head and body back, making her tits thrust into the air. She balanced herself with her hands on his thighs as her pelvis bobbed and turned, fucking her asshole over his thrusting prick.
"Fuck me, you cunt! FUCK ME!" he shouted.
She toppled forward, spreading her thighs and looking between them as his prick danced in and out of her asshole.
"Come, you bastard!" she cried. "Fill me up!"
She reached down as he began to cry out and squeezed his balls fiercely. Her other hand bored under his tossing ass-cheeks and jammed a finger up his asshole, tearing the tender flesh with her nails as it entered.
Her clitoris glowed red-hot as he delivered his final, mighty thrusts. She screamed out her joy when the first blast of thick sperm shot into her bowels. Arching forward, head high, tits thrusting, she locked the plump halves of her ass on his spitting prick and sucked the cum from his balls.
At last, both spent, she rolled to his side and gazed into his eyes.
"You're still the best fuck I ever had," she cooed.
"But not enough?" he replied. "No."
"I'll see you next Sunday night!"
"Then you really mean it? It's an ultimatum?"
"Yes."
She stood and headed up the stairs to pack a bag.
MONDAY
Nora hadn't seen Cathy Gray in ages, not since she had graduated. They had gone man-hunting several times together and, on several occasions, when there had been no men, they had gone back to the dorm and made love to each other. Cathy was married now and Nora wasn't sure that she was still a swinger when she called her.
"Nora ... Good lord, how are you? It's been ages," Cathy said when she realized who it was.
"I'm at the Hastings Hotel, Suite 1210. Why don't you join me for lunch this bright, beautiful Monday?"
"Love to. I'll see you in an hour." Nora stared down at the midday traffic and hoped that nothing had changed with Cathy. If it hadn't, she would know where all the action could be found, all the good orgy action Nora needed to start off her week of sexual freedom.
She glanced down at her watch and noticed that the hour was up when a knock came at the door. Like a young teenager, she bounced across the room and pulled the door wide.
"Nora...."
"Cathy, you're as beautiful as ever!"
And then the door slammed and they were in each other's arms, their cunts grinding through their clothes, their tits pressing the other's flat, their tips glued together as tongues shot exploringly into mouths.
If Nora was afraid that Cathy no longer loved to suck pussy and be eaten by another woman, the kiss pushed that fear away for good. Cathy kissed her and mauled her body as though she hadn't had sex for a year.
"God," Cathy said, coming up for air at last, "I've missed you ... and I've missed these." She had both her hands on Nora's pendulous tits, cupping and squeezing them tenderly.
"And I've missed this," Nora said, moving her hands down between her friend's legs.
"Let's get undressed and have lunch," Cathy said, giggling. "We can talk later."
They both admiringly studied each other's bodies as they removed their clothes. Cathy Gray hadn't changed at all since school. Her tits were still firm and fully rounded like her abundant ass, and her cunt was still covered with the rusty fur that was only slightly darker than the hair on her head. The pooching lips of her cunt peeked through the dark-red beaver as if they were inviting Nora's kisses.
Cathy looked like exactly what she was-a former student and airline stewardess who had grown tired of the rat race and had settled down with one of her more persuasive passengers. Except, as Nora was soon to find out, neither of them had settled down very much during their two years of marriage.
Cathy's face was finely featured with full, pouting red lips and an aquiline nose. Red hair, just light enough to be tasteful without being brassy, was piled high on her head. Her glossily tanned skin covered her opulent curves with a sheen that made Nora's mouth water. Through the flimsy material of her bra, her reddish-brown nipples strained, as did the darker-red bush of her pussy hair in the sheer nylon of her panties.
"God, you're as beautiful as ever, Cathy," Nora gasped, moving to the bed. A wild thrill raced along her thighs and through her pussy as Cathy settled onto the bed beside her.
Nora's hands reached for the thin bra. She found the front opener and released the hook. Cathy trembled as her fingers closed around her jutting tits. Nora kneaded them and thrust her tongue out in invitation. She remembered how Cathy liked to have her tits sucked, with just the tongue-tip coiling and squirming around the nipple, lips barely touching the pink, swollen areola.
Then Cathy leaned over and their tongues met. At the same time she buried her hand in the blonde fur between Nora's thighs.
"You're wet," Cathy smiled.
"I know," Nora replied, and spread her legs to hunch her seeping pussy up, over Cathy's hand. The redhead's palm was soon juicy with the sticky spend from Nora's pussy.
"I'll be right back," Cathy said, and skipped into the bathroom, grabbing her purse on the way.
Nora finished undressing and lay, waiting naked on the bed. "What are you doing?" she called impatiently.
"Being a girl for you, darling," Cathy called back.
A few seconds later she emerged from the bathroom with a black nightie on, her pussy well-lubricated and perfumed, her nipples lipsticked, and a dildo in her hand.
"This is just in case we get bored," Cathy said, placing the huge rubber cock on the nightstand beside the bed.
Cathy wiggled to the edge of the bed and posed for her friend. That a vanity mirror happened to reflect her image didn't detract from her pleasure; she was proud of her body. She felt that feminine things were much more fascinating than male things. Perhaps she was more lesbian than she liked to admit.
In addition to her obvious beauty, Cathy was also independent, not hung up on anyone; she was successful, she made her own money, and a good-looking husband from the right family was necessary for her plan. She was a very pretty piece of merchandise. And selling women's clothes, especially lingerie and bikinis, and imagining what they did for the sex lives of her customers, gave her a special thrill.
"Like it? It's my latest model."
"I like it on you," Norma said. "C'mere ... let's fuck."
Cathy moved to the bed and straddled Nora. She played with her nipples until they were rock-hard and then she ran them up and down the wet slit of her cunt.
"Oh, fuck, that feels good."
"I know," Cathy groaned. "Your nipples feel good on my cunt to. Tell me what you like."
"I like everything," Nora answered. "You know that. I like lots of pussy and lots of prick."
"Are you going to make me come real big?"
"Yes ... ohhhh, yes," Nora moaned, her tits aching with the delights of Cathy's pussy. "What do you want, honey?"
"I want you to eat me," Cathy groaned. "I want you to suck my cunt dry!"
Cathy had barely finished speaking when she rolled to her back, spread her legs, and threw her feet high in the air.
"Suck me, Nora," she begged. "God, it's been so long since a woman has sucked my cunt like you used to. Suck it. Suck it good!"
Nora rolled over in such a way that her own cunt was poised above Cathy's face if she wanted to taste pussy at the same time. Her huge tits dangled down, the erect nipples brushing back and forth on Cathy's belly. She could feel the redhead's tits against her inner thighs where her legs and knees were placed on each side of Cathy's chest.
Her eyes were riveted to Cathy's naked, seething cunt directly in front of her face. The curly pussy hair barely covered the delightful cunt-lips. It looked soft, pink, and flawless. It was as perfect as any woman's cunt could be. As she parted the small labes to inspect her further, she was struck by the size of her cunt-hole. It was so tiny! It did not yet show the ravages of countless pricks ramming into her.
It was like a jewel that stood there, gleaming before her. The sight of it was making her own cunt run with more juice than had ever dripped before.
Nora's tongue crept through the lips and swiped at the tender skin of Cathy's crotch. Where there should have been hair was only smooth, creamy flesh. It was irresistible. She licked it all over in long, slow strokes. Cathy moaned softly in response to her gentle licks. That encouraged Nora to go farther. Holding the girl's tight cunt-lips apart with her fingers, she exposed her clit, standing proud and not quite erect yet. She was so perfectly formed, Nora almost didn't want to sully that pink valley with her tongue. But she knew she would.
Beginning with the cunt-lips, Nora began to lick at the girl gently. She tasted light and sweet, just like Nora remembered. Her tongue played around the edges before going to the small and lovely clit. Her mouth was suddenly hungry for the girl. She slammed her lips full down on the pouting pink clit and sucked it up between her teeth. Nibbling on it gently, she made Cathy groan in delight.
Meanwhile, Cathy had ideas of her own. Nora's cunt and her puckered asshole were right above her face. She let her tongue scoop juice from the hot pussy and then deposit it in Nora's asshole.
The redhead then reached over to the nightstand, grasped the huge dildo, and pressed the hard knob between the blonde's ass-cheeks. Soon the tip was boring into Nora's tight little sphincter.
"Oh, God, yes! Do it!" Nora cried. "Eat my pussy while I eat yours and fuck my asshole with the dildo!"
The pressure of the phony cock from behind pushed Nora's body forward, burying her nose in Cathy's syrupy cunt-hole. At the same time, her lips snaked against Cathy's clit and made the redhead cry out in pleasure.
It was a beautiful combination.
The more Cathy pushed, the more Nora felt her asshole give way. Cathy began to grunt and, with a mighty effort, she finally shoved hard enough to pop the huge head of the phony cock into Nora's puckered stutter.
"Ohhhh! Arrrgggghhh! That's it! Fuck my ass! Oh, shit, it's so good ... it's so good! Eat my clit at the same time, lover!"
"Wait!" Cathy cried, using both her hands to ram the rigid rubber pole home in Nora's butt. "It's in you, but not all the way yet. Just a little more."
"Oh, yes! Press harder! HARDER! I FEEL IT! YESSSS!"
"It's going," Cathy said, watching the full twelve inches of rubber meat slide effortlessly into Nora's clasping asshole.
Cathy pushed and Nora felt the shaft inch its way into her bowels. She could also feel Cathy's tongue toying with her rigid clitoris. It was wonderful. But the redhead's cunt was still waiting beneath her, ready to be sucked and eaten out. She again jammed her tongue into Cathy's pussy while the redhead in turn reamed her asshole with the dildo and her cunt with her expert tongue.
Nora's tongue played marvelous music between Cathy's hole and her clit. She thought it was incredible the way she actually had to push her tongue into the girl's hole, it was so tight. What a great feeling it was to wedge her tongue between those soft, wet folds of tissue that guarded the entrance to her dripping snatch. Nora wished her own cunt was still so tight and luxuriously difficult to get into.
Cathy was wildly increasing the speed of the dildo's thrust into her asshole. It made her grunt in exquisite joy. Her mouth and tongue transmitted the action to Cathy as she sucked and licked on her cunt. Every time the dildo slammed into her ass, she clamped down around the girl's clit with her lips. Then every time it withdrew, Nora would shove her tongue into Cathy's hole and waggle it there until the next thrust. The cycle went on and on, their bodies sweating and thrashing about on the bed. It was too wonderful to stop.
Nora had taken one finger and inserted it in Cathy's cunt-hole so she could concentrate her vacuuming mouth on her clit. The girl loved it. It brought her to the first bucking orgasm of their fuck.
"OHHHHH, NORA! YOU'RE MAKING ME COME! OHHHH, GOOOOD!"
Nora jammed her finger higher into her hole and rotated it there while she sucked and nibbled on the clit for all she was worth. The girl's thrashing hips bounced her head around on her crotch, but Nora never missed a stroke on the girl's cunt.
Her body shook as Cathy's cunt climaxed in her hungry mouth. She sucked and swallowed the pungent juices as fast as the auburn-covered pussy could manufacture them.
Her own cunt was spasming at the same time. She felt the dildo go to the hilt in her asshole and, at the same time, Cathy's hands on her hips pulling her blonde pussy down to her fact. Nora took full advantage, jamming her hips down and her cunt over Cathy's eager mouth. As the shock of orgasm slammed through her cunt, floods of honeyed juice spewed into Cathy's waiting throat.
They had climaxed together. Their bodies blended together their sex juice and their sweat in a sweet aroma of rampant fucking. They both loved it. Nora trembled under the force of her come. Cathy had bucked her hips around on the bed and sent her head flying to keep a hold on Nora's throbbing clit. They had done it; they had fucked together and come perfectly!
They collapsed while they drained the last of their flows into puddles on the bed. Nora didn't want to lose any of it and turned to Cathy to lick off the last drops of twat-cream that clung to her slit. It had been so beautiful that Cathy too reversed herself and began to lap at Nora while fingering her sopping cunt. They were feeling each other up all over again, not wanting the exquisite feeling to end.
They lay for a long time, licking and sucking on each other's juicing pussies until at last they rolled away from each other, panting.
"I've heard," Nora said, "that you and Steve swing. Is that true?"
"Not all the time," Cathy replied. "But now and then. Believe it or not, he's a little shy."
Nora rolled around on the bed until she faced her friend. "Do you suppose he'd like to swing with the two of us?"
"Honey," Cathy smiled. "I know he'd love it!
How would you like to come over to our place for dinner tonight?"
"Well," Nora replied, matching her friend's smile, "lunch was delicious. I'm sure dinner will be fantastic!"
* * *
When Nora arrived at the Grays for dinner that evening, she found some added flavor to the evening's entertainment.
"Nora, this is Steve's brother, Tom. Tom ... Nora."
"I didn't know my dinner companion would be so beautiful," Tom said. "I'm glad I decided to drop by and say hello tonight."
He was very tall and darkly handsome, like his brother. And Nora could see the gleam in his eye all through dinner, the gleam that said he wanted to fuck her. Nora returned the look.
After dinner, the men set up a card table in the living room while the girls freshened up in the upstairs bath.
Nora was glad to be alone with Cathy for a few moments. She had been dying to pump her friend about Tom.
"Have you ... have you...?"
"Fucked Tom?" Cathy said. "Of course, darling! He's not nearly as shy as Steve, and he's got a beautiful cock!"
"You mean, we're all ... "
"Of course, darling. A foursome. After the right preparations, of course," Cathy said. "I kind of like to set these things up. You know ... it's spicier later when you get right down to the nitty-gritty."
Nora was elated. It was only Monday, the first of her seven days, and already things were happening-good things, sex things, fuck things.
Her pussy was already soaking the crotchband of her panties as they returned to the living room and Tom and Steve.
The cards were dealt and they started to play as a huge pitcher of wine was passed around. This was followed by three joints. They sucked deeply, holding the smoke and passing the grass on to the next person. Then they moved the game to pillows on the floor and it started in earnest.
First the wine, then the good pot, then the strip-poker session. It ended when the floor was strewn with clothes and the players had developed other interests.
All three of them had finished undressing Cathy, dragging off her panties and bra roughly, as she liked it. Squeezing and slapping playfully at the flesh they exposed, they had palmed and pinched and licked at her tits, all of them nibbling and caressing.
And now Tom and Steve admired her naked, upturned buttocks and dangling tits. They swung over Nora. Cathy was on her knees, bent over the lithe blonde.
Long and straight, Cathy's red hair plunged down to caress the other girl's supine body. As the men watched, Cathy's gentle fingers slipped down into the waistband of Nora's bikini panties. They were bright, dark red and her flesh was very white around the triangle they formed.
The lightly furred pink lips of Nora's cunt poked forth invitingly, framed by the elasticized arch of red nylon. She sighed and twitched as though Cathy's hand were burning her yearning flesh. Another finger crept under the edge of the dark net bra that partially covered her breasts. They were good tits, huge and firm white mounds even as she lay on her back on the thick, fluffy rug. Cathy's finger traced a fiery line down one swelling hill.
Nora shivered. Sighing, she stretched languorously. Her lips parted to emit a little moan of pleasure. Her nipples rose, hardening under the erotic onslaught. They firmed to tight pink erections that thrust visibly against the bra's soft inner surface. The thin cloth stretched over the rising knobs.
She watched the other woman's head come down. Lower and lower. Cathy's eyes were fixed on one big hard nipple. Her mouth opened as she bent over it. Her chin nudged the strong mound of Nora's tit.
Nora looked over Cathy's shoulder at the smiling men. They were both fisting their rigid cocks. Cathy was right. Tom had a beautiful, thick ten-inch cock, and Steve's wasn't much smaller. It would be a good evening of fucking! The men's eyes were glazed as they watched Cathy excite Nora's body. Nora loved to have people watch her get turned on; it only served to turn her on all the more.
Her eyes fluttered as she felt Cathy's hands tugging at her wispy bra. Slowly, ever so slowly, she pulled it down. The hard tips of Nora's tits strained and surged at the restraining cloth as though trying to help remove it.
Tom and Steve watched her shiver as more and more breast was exposed to the warm air of Cathy's heated breath.
Nora's erected nipple caught for a moment at the edge of the cloth. Then it broke free. It trembled in the air as though in an effort to attract kisses and caresses. Nora's eyes were closed. Her tongue slipped out of her slightly parted mouth to moisten her lips. Her full jugs rose and fell rapidly now. Their nipples surged as if in quest of Cathy's eager mouth.
She shuddered with a little groan when the tip of Cathy's tongue touched the standing pink erections like a searing flame. Nora's hands convulsed into tight-clenched fists. The tempo of her breathing increased. It echoed through the room.
Tom's fingers clenched about his throbbing prick as he watched her movements. He eased his hand up and down, neither slowly nor tightly, only playing with his cock.
The blonde's legs moved restlessly, uncontrollably, moving their smooth-fleshed inner surfaces apart in an erotic invitation. The blonde hair on her crotch didn't obscure the intense pinkness of her pouting cunt-lips.
She lay back, her eyes closed as though asleep, while Cathy nursed at the stiff tips of her knockers. Nora's hand rose from the floor, wavering and trembling in midair. Then it plunged in between Cathy's thighs. Cathy jerked as feverish fingers gripped the softness of her cunt. She jerked and quivered as a finger speared up into her gash. She bent her head to tease the blonde's nipple with her teeth. Her own tits swung, naked and dancing beneath her.
"Oh, damn," Nora said, her throat thick with lust and desire. "Let's fuck. Please, let's fuck!" It became a chant. "Fuck ... suck ... fuck ... suck ... fuck...."
Steve settled onto the rug beside the two women. His cock bobbed straight out from his hairy groin, its red tip oozing clear fluid. There was nothing shy about him now.
Nora smiled up at him and then at his cock. She reached out and folded her fingers around the thick, rigid tool. She squeezed it, making him groan with pleasure. He bent forward so that the angle of his hard-on was changed, standing out before her. She pursed her lips at it and rolled her eyes to his face.
"It needs sucking." His voice was quiet and low.
She smiled and nodded. He moved around behind her head. Cathy lifted her head from her nipple-feast as he lifted Nora's shoulders. He slid his legs down on either side of her. Then he eased one beneath her while he edged his naked buttocks forward. He leaned back against the wall and Nora leaned her shoulders back against him.
She had only to turn her blonde head to look at the great prick standing up before her face. She brought one hand up to grasp it, just at its base, so that her fist lay atop his balls. Fingers and thumb circled the root of his cock, palm against his tight nuts.
She pulled his magnificent prick over to her face. Then she snaked her head out at it, her mouth wide open.
In that one movement, she slid his cock into her face. Steve groaned, sagging against the wall and letting an arm drape over her shoulder. His fingers traced over the pale, swollen thrust of her tit and found the nipple. He squeezed it gently, then strained to reach out for his wife's down-swinging tits. He slapped one of them. Cathy smiled at him, her elongated jugs swinging violently beneath her. Cathy's eyes dropped to Nora's face, filled with her husband's cock. Then she glanced aside, towards Tom.
But he wasn't there. He had already come to them, responding as Steve had to the lust-inciting view of two women making love to each other's bodies and gently finger-fucking.
On his knees, Tom came up behind Cathy and clutched her left butt-cheek while his right hand sent a long stiff finger sliding up into her cunt. It was juicy, hot, well-lubed with her inner juices. He slicked his finger in and out several times, wiggling it within her hole. Then he pulled it out, slipped it down into the shiny valley between her ass-cheeks and tickled at the coiled hole there.
Cathy sighed and half-straightened, thrusting her ass back against his hand.
"Nora's cunt needs loving," Tom said.
Cathy nodded and bent swiftly. She planted a hand on the rug beside Nora and the other on Steve's outstretched leg.
"Open wide, baby," Steve said, fondling the tit of the girl avidly sucking his prick, "so-my wife can eat your pussy."
Nora responded. Her legs widened until her moist, distended twat-lips parted to show their slippery inner surfaces, darkly pink. She shivered and moaned around the cock filling her mouth as she felt first Cathy's breath enter her box, then her wiggling tongue. At the same time, Steve squeezed one bare tit, making the flesh bulge elastically around his fingers. She sighed again, around his prick. Her mouth worked hard, hollowing around the thick shaft protruding from the pink vise of her lips. Her body writhed and worked. Her mouth slid up and down the heavy cock, loving it. Her tit quivered in his grasp and the nipple pressed hard against his palm. She was unable to still the movements of her hips.
Cathy followed the twitching little movements of her friend's mouth as it feasted on Steve's prick. The inner tunnel of her cunt became a wet, hungry, sapping hole that needed filling.
Cathy groaned with a little jerk when Tom pulled his finger out of her ass.
"Oh, shit, Tom," Cathy moaned, her head between Nora's splayed thighs. "Suck me or fuck me ... anything ... but do something! Hurry! My pussy and my asshole are burning up!"
Tom smiled and quickly made his decision. He twisted around and lay on his back. He moved his head between Cathy's parted knees. Then he lifted his face to her dripping cunt.
"Oh, yes!" Cathy cried, plunging her tongue into Nora's soaking hole. "Eat my pussy, Tom, while I suck Nora's cunt!"
"Oh, shit ... suck, Nora," Steve rasped. "Suck the cum right out of my cock!"
Nora was in heaven. She opened her jaws wider so she could take the full length of Steve's magnificent prick far down her throat. Her cheeks sagged inward as she sucked his cock with all her strength.
Accustomed now to Tom's mouth and tongue in her thirsty cunt, Cathy's own mouth and tongue treated Nora's cunt with more determination.
She began to match Tom's attentions to her. She sucked Nora's beautiful full cunt-lips up into her mouth as Tom drew hers in between his lips.
Feeling his tongue on her clitoris, she jabbed hers at the blonde girl's. When Tom rammed his tongue to the depths of her wide-open cunt, she shot her own into Nora's, tongue-fucking her.
Exposed flesh took on a wet sheen from a combination of perspiration and saliva and the slippery juice from tongue-probed cunts.
Each could hear the sound of the others. Nora's lips on Steve's cock, Tom's mouth as Cathy's pouting pussy, hers at Nora's. It was heaven!
Nora began to moan and tremble, thrusting her boob into Steve's hand and thrusting her crotch into Cathy's face. Cathy's lips sucked and nibbled lips just as soft and pink. Her tongue flicked out at the pale dampness of the fleecy slit Nora urged on her.
Constantly, her clever tongue flicked up to caress the other girl's throbbing clit. Nora moaned and writhed, jerking in her orgasm and clamping her hand over Steve's, on her jug. She pressed it, crushing her tit beneath it. Then she sagged, sighing heavily. Her hand slid down to push Cathy's head away. Cathy hovered there, quivering, with Tom's tongue laving her slippery cunt-flesh.
"I need it in my cunt," Nora said. "I want to feel a cock in my cunt now. I want to come big on a cock! Tom ... fuck me, Tom!"
Cathy slid from between Nora's splayed legs and crawled over to her own husband's cock.
"Let me suck your cock, Steve, honey," Cathy said, "and we can both watch Tom fuck Nora."
Steve swiveled around and had barely settled his ass back to the rug when his wife popped the full length of his cock-meat into her mouth. Sucking, tonguing it, Cathy began to turn, twisting about to get at him better. Lingeringly, she mouthed his prick, then began working it hard, trying to make him come, working almost in desperation to make his dick spurt its seed into the moist, warm depths of her face.
The bloated crown of his prick nudged the back of her throat and her eyes dilated. She made a gagging sound, withdrew her head a little, and plunged it back.
"Tom, darling," Nora whimpered, lifting her pussy towards him. "Fuck me!"
"Fuck me," Tom replied, remaining on his back, his cock a spear pointing to the ceiling from his dark-haired groin.
Nora moved quickly and, half-twisting, poised herself above his hips while she reached between her legs and grasped his stiff rod. Anxiously, she stuffed it into her eager, hungry hole. Her cunt was sopping from her own juice and Cathy's saliva. His prick slid effortlessly, balls deep, into her yawning snatch.
Tom grunted and cried out in joy as she came down on his meat with all her weight and he felt his balls slap against her asshole.
"Oh, yes, Nora! Oh, fuck! Fuck the shit out of my prick!"
Kneeling astride him, holding his dick firmly within her delicious cunt, Nora began to bounce up and down. Her eyes, glazed with lust, stared at the other couple, watching Cathy's head glide back and forth and up and down on the thick cock she seemed to be trying to swallow.
Suddenly Cathy moved frantically, swinging around to kneel, facing Steve. Her head began a fierce bobbing. The sound of wet cock sliding in and out of wet lips rose in the room. Nora smiled, staring now at Cathy's upturned ass and the soft pink cunt-lips beneath. They still glistened, wet with Tom's saliva.
Then Nora's eyes went wider and she squealed out a long sigh as Tom came alive beneath her.
He toppled her onto her side and followed without losing his cock's home in the deep hollow of her cunt. Scrambling up atop her, he began to fuck in and out of her hole with all his strength, gasping and hunching hard. She flailed her head and gripped his arms, thrilling to the heavy weight of him on top of her and the feel of his big fleshy rod ramming in and out of her and the feel of his big fleshy rod ramming in and out of her box. She craned her neck to kiss him frantically.
"Oh, yes! Really fuck me!"
Her body trembled. She felt the familiar tightness in the muscles of her belly. The intense inner warmth that seemed like it was growing into a raging bonfire. Her hands and lunging body urged him to greater efforts and she moaned with pleasure as he jammed his cock hard and deep into her pussy.
Shiver after ecstatic shiver rippled through her, and she was suddenly gripping him hard to her as his roughly lunging body sent a rolling climax surging through her guts. Sweat beaded her skin and ran from her. She shrieked in ecstasy, grinding her cunt up to him.
Her inner contractions were like a squeezing hand, forcing his sperm from his balls. Her whole body trembled beneath his, responding to the orgasm that filled her with bliss.
Then, stiffening, he thrust his big tool deep into her quaking cunt and held it there, impaling her deeply.
She cried out again when his prick jerked, hard, far within her hole. He shook and groaned, sinking down upon her. Then he jerked spasmodically in a last, lunging release that sent hot streams of cum hosing deep into her belly. Wave after warming wave of pleasure washed over both of them.
They lay panting, gasping, drenched with sweat. He was still, soaking his emptied cock in her cum-filled pussy.
A throaty, gasping cry came from Cathy, as Steve half rose and tipped her over backwards. She was moaning and reaching for him, and at the top of her smooth slit he could see the knob of her clitoris, waiting for him.
His prick rammed into her hole, filling her pussy completely, and started to move.
Lying beside the other couple, touching their sweaty bodies, Steve pumped on and on until Cathy was pleading, grunting and writhing, begging for it.
She cried out, her blood-engorged clit getting all the stimulation it needed and sending waves of rushing orgasm through her. Her body jerked beneath him, contorting, burning as she came. Her sweating palms slithered over his back.
Steve smiled down at his wife and emptied his balls into her spasming cunt. The head of his cock stabbed the very depths of her hole in a release so wild and complete that even Tom and Nora, beside them, could feel it.
Nora pulled Tom's head down until she could whisper in his ear. "After we're done here, why don't you come back to my hotel and spend the rest of the night with me? I want you alone and all to myself for a while."
He smiled and nodded as Nora's hips started working again beneath him.
TUESDAY
Nora stood at the window basking in the warmth of the afternoon sun and the relaxed glow that filled her body. It had been a long time since she had been so wildly and completely fucked. The four of them had done everything imaginable until the wee hours of the morning. Then she and Tom had returned to the hotel to suck and fuck past dawn.
After they had sixty-nined and then spanked each other into an orgasm, they had called down for some ice. Nora had barely replaced the phone when the thought struck her of a new, weird twist for their fun. She had thought about it when they had been with Cathy and Steve. She wanted to fuck two men at the same time.
"I've got an idea," she said to Tom.
"What?"
"Let's hire a whore for the rest of the night."
"Are you kidding?" Tom laughed. "Honey, you're all I can handle for the rest of the night."
"I don't mean a girl, silly," Nora said. "I mean another guy ... for me. I want to fuck two cocks at once!"
"Nora, you are truly something else."
They were both naked when the bellboy came in. He was about twenty, handsome, with a good build. And the way they greeted him didn't seem to bother him at all. He acted as though he had seen it all before.
Nora gave him his tip and then grasped his arm. "What's your name?"
"Bill."
"Bill," she said, "my boy friend and I are looking for a little extra action."
"Jesus," the boy said, "at five o'clock in the morning?"
"Sure."
"Sorry," he replied. "I don't think there are any chicks still out and about at this hour."
"I don't mean chicks," Nora said smugly. "I mean another guy ... preferably one with a ten-inch cock and a lot of staying power. It pays fifty dollars. Think you can find someone?"
"Lady, you just found him," the bellboy replied as he started taking off his clothes.
In no time they were all three in the bed. Bill wasn't lying. His cock was every bit as long as Tom's and an inch thicker. Nora couldn't believe her good luck as she took his big dick down her throat and shoved her ass back towards Tom's probing fingers.
Tom poked two of his fingers up her asshole as Bill slid down her body and started eating her pussy. Nora breathed through flared nostrils as she gyrated her pussy around, Tom's fingers holding onto her ass, his one middle finger stretching her asshole out, widening it.
Bill's tongue slithered in and out of her cum-filled pussy. Her nostrils inhaled the heavy cum smell she liked so much. Then Tom took his finger out of her butt-hole and Bill took his tongue out of her pussy. She broke away, her inner thighs soaked with cream, her whole body dying to be fucked.
"How about it, Nora ... ready?" Tom asked. "Oh, Jesus, yes!"
"Wait," Bill urged, speaking to Tom. "You've been fucking her all night. I'd like to suck a little more first, get my cock real hard for her. Okay?"
"God knows, I don't mind," Nora said. "Tom?"
"Whatever's fair," Tom said, smiling.
Nora sat up on the bed, her heart pounding beneath a heaving breast. Since Tom was the closest, she drew him to her, swirling her tongue around the head of his prick, her hands running up and down his thighs before they finally rested on his balls, caressing them, squeezing them gently.
She sucked Tom's cock hard while she used both hands to jack off Bill's thick dick until it, too, was jutting like an angry spear into the air.
As the young bellboy watched her suck the other man's cock and fondle his own into total erection, he became more amazed. He had seen some hot women in his time, but this blonde chick, with the delicious pussy and the huge, heaving tits, was something else. Fifty bucks? Shit, he would have sucked and fucked her for nothing!
Nora was now moving her face backward and forward along the entire length of Tom's big cock. She took every inch of it into her throat with each lunge of his hips.
Bill removed her hands from his now rigid prick and moved around behind her. Her body was so lush he couldn't decide what to fondle first-her round, full ass, her heavy, swaying tits, or her pink blonde-ringed cunt.
He chose the pussy.
Nora whimpered as she felt two fingers slide up into her hole. They stayed there, reaming her out, making her slide her head faster and faster on Tom's cock. She moaned and squirmed as her pussy was teased and excited by Bill's fingers which were buried in her as far as they could go.
In addition to that, Bill's free hand worked on her tits, shaking them, pinching their nipples and, as if that weren't enough, Tom was giving her a hard mouth-fucking. Nora didn't know it, but the best was yet to come.
Bill stopped playing with her cunt and motioned for Tom to step back, which he did. Nora's eyes were glued to the huge head of Bill's prick. She tentatively licked the massive head, quivering as she felt the smooth skin, thrilling as she began to imagine what it would feel like once it was inside her pussy, not to mention Tom's considerable tool.
She ran her tongue down the sensitive underside of Bill's cock so she could lick his balls, remembering what he had said about sucking. She stuck her tongue out as far as it would go and delicately balanced his balls, feeling the hairy skin, feeling them move around inside their sac.
Then she licked his prick up and down before she dared to open her mouth. Her jaw muscles strained as she slowly took in inch after inch of cock so thick it was almost choking her.
"Do a good job, honey," Bill encouraged her.
Tom, admiring Bill's technique, took over where he had left off, shoving a couple of fingers up into Nora's cunt. She eventually got all ten inches of Bill's staff into her mouth and then he started to mouth-fuck her. He held her head as Tom finger-fucked her. The fit was so tight that Nora didn't have to squeeze him; it was done automatically.
"Goddamn, but she can suck a cock!" the young bellboy shouted as his cock slithered in and out between her red lips, the huge knob finding the far reaches of her throat on every jab.
She was on fire. All she could think about was cock. Tom's free hand traveled all over her body, stimulating her everywhere. Her pussy was gushy with cum. Bill took it easy on her, knowing how intimidating his cock could be. Nevertheless, he made her take it all, right up to his curly pubes.
She breathed through flared nostrils as she held onto Bill's thighs. Then he stepped back and Nora sucked in air as hard and as fast as she could.
"Okay, honey, here we go," Bill said.
Tom sat on the bed, waiting for his cue. Nora lay on her back, her legs spread wide. The head of Bill's cock was poised at the entrance to her pussy. He ran the head up and down the length of her slit.
"Please, don't make me wait any longer," Nora pleaded.
Bill pushed the head of his massive prick just past her outer pussy-lips and Nora was immediately aware of its full size. He kept on going, stretching the walls of her cunt. She closed her eyes, expecting pain, but there was none. In its place was the most wonderful thing Nora had ever experienced. It was a super-cock, and when Bill had finally got it all the way in, she wrapped her legs around his waist and wiggled her ass around, getting the delicious feel of it. Tom waited patiently, then got up and took the dildo out of Nora's bag. It might come in handy later on.
Bill withdrew his cock and started fucking her, slowly, easily. She matched his rhythm, quickly getting used to the enormous size of his dick. He slowly picked up his speed until he had her bucking into him. He made her come quickly then, cream boiling out of her pussy, throwing her into a sudden series of paroxysms.
"OHHHHHHH, SHIT, PISS, FUCK, COME, COCK ... COCK ... COCK!" Nora screeched, hunching and humping her cunt over the meat she was paying fifty dollars for and, now that she had it, would have gladly paid a hundred. "Don't stop! Keep fucking my cunt with that beast! I love it! FUCK ... FUCK ME!"
Every time Bill sent his cock into her cunt, it rubbed up against her clit, thus doubling, tripling her pleasure and excitement. Bill raised himself up, creating a space between his body and Nora's. Tom took advantage of it by sucking on her nipples while she ran her fingers through his hair.
Her loud moans and groans filled the room. Bill picked up his pace and began to ram his body into hers. Nora threw her head from side to side, feeling the approach of another orgasm. The head of Bill's cock continued to batter away at her pussy and she held onto his finely muscled arms as he rhythmically fucked her.
Tom stuck the tip of his tongue into one of her ears before he kissed her, mashing his open mouth against hers. Nora sucked at him, her tongue dueling with his as she bucked her cunt upward, the head of Bill's prick nudging against her womb every time he entered her. By now it was covered with tiny flecks of blood.
Nora took her mouth away as she came. She felt as though she were being rocketed upward into the sky. Her body was completely out of control, and Tom watched with growing admiration. He had never met a woman who loved fucking like Nora obviously did. And the fact that she had almost forgotten about him didn't bother him at all. He knew that he would never be able to give her all the cock she wanted, so he was content, for the moment, to watch Bill fuck her.
Bill dug his toes into the sheets for added leverage as he hammered away at Nora's sweet pussy. She writhed, her body a constantly changing form of contortions as heavy juice flowed down the length of her slit and flooded her thighs.
She could feel Bill's cock everywhere and never in her life had she experienced a prick that made her feel the way his did. If it were a half-inch longer, she wouldn't have been able to take it, but as it was, the fit was perfect.
"Oh ... oh ... oh ... oh," she moaned as orgasm after orgasm racked her tortured cunt.
Bill continued to pour his cock to her pussy with no end in sight. He was fucking the shit out of this blonde beauty and he intended to get all he could while he could.
His body slapped hard into hers and she loved every inch, every thrust. She reveled in her come, which continued to pour forth from the inner recesses of her pussy.
"Oh, give it to me, give it to me!" she gasped.
She raked the length of his arms with her fingernails, leaving long angry welts behind. Bill put on a burst of speed that sent her over the top.
She yelled out just as he slackened his pace. Both their crotches were soaked with her cum and the smell of sex was heavy in the air.
Nora's tits rose and fell rapidly on her chest as Bill gradually came to a halt. Then he pulled his cock out of her cunt and she immediately pounced on it, sitting up and lowering her head.
"Oh, it was so good to me," she panted.
She licked the knob clean, loving the way her cum tasted while her hands caressed and played with Bill's balls. Then Bill got a jar of Vaseline. He rolled her over onto her stomach, dipped a couple of fingers into the jar and smeared her asshole with the gooey mixture. Then he did the same thing to his prick.
"Oh, please, it might hurt me too much. You're so fucking big!" she groaned.
He spread the cheeks of her ass apart and the head of his prick pressed against her asshole. Then he began to push it in. Nora's flesh was stretched to its outermost limits, but the sensation was electric.
"Now, Tom!" she cried. "You fuck me in the cunt while he fucks me in the ass!" And Tom did.
And then she sucked both their cocks at the same time until they came in her mouth.
Standing at the window, Nora felt the lingering pain in her asshole from Bill's big cock. She ran her tongue around her lips and could still taste the salty tang of their cum.
From the bathroom she could hear Tom singing off-key in the shower. After Bill had left, both she and Tom had passed out with sexual fatigue. Now it sounded like he was fully awake and full of vigor.
Her pussy tingled.
God, she was a whore. But she didn't care. Tom had to leave town this afternoon. This would be the last chance she would have during her seven days to taste his cock.
And, after all, it was late Tuesday afternoon.
Again Tom's baritone reached her ears. The edges of her mouth turned up in a small impish smile of delight. The old, familiar waves of anticipation rippled through her belly.
God, she thought, she was acting like nothing but a bitch in heat. She wanted him, and she wanted him right now, now! There was a vast loneliness aching down there between her legs.
Abruptly, Nora realized her hands were shaking and her knees felt rubbery; the moment for action or nonaction was now. She could still turn back. Her face dimpled in sudden decision, and then she was almost frantically removing her robe and slippers. She wanted to be naked before he finished his shower.
She stood in the center of the room, waiting for him. Her tits had darkened, and her nipples had grown erect by themselves. She groaned as she ran a hand feverishly down over her beaver and felt the current of desire that shot through her. She hunched her pelvis a couple of times and whimpered deep in her throat ... like a bitch in heat, she thought again.
When Tom did not put in an appearance, Nora bit her lower lip and rapidly tiptoed towards the bathroom. She opened the door. The steam hit her with a warm moistness. Through the fog, she could see his muscular body outlined in the glass door of the large shower stall. He continued to sing.
Her eyes were flashing mischievously as she slowly reached out for the door handle. Then, quickly, she opened it and stepped inside. She couldn't have asked for a better set-up, she thought; there he was, his hair all lathered up, his eyes closed, and not the least bit aware that someone stepped into the shower with him. She choked back a giggle as she watched him, suds running down his backbone to disappear into the crevice between his strong buttocks. Slowly, with an impish grin on her face, she reached out for his long, soft cock.
"What the ... Nora?"
"Who the hell else?" she giggled.
He partially opened his eyes. There she was, naked, her jutting tits already wet, and a steady stream of water running down her belly into her silky beaver.
"Don't tell me...." he sputtered, and gasped, then choked as soapy water ran into his mouth.
She had begun to move her hand back and forth on his rapidly awakening cock. A low groan of desire came from his lips and her delighted laughter hit his ears.
"Again?" he said.
"Again," she echoed.
"But, honey, I've got a plane to catch."
"You'll have time...."
Nora stepped up even closer to him and, still stroking his almost fully erect cock with her right hand, put her left arm around his waist. She knew she was getting her hair soaked. Too bad, she thought uncaringly.
Under the ministrations of her fingers, she could feel life surging to his desire-thickening prick; it was a wonderful, sensual feeling as the soapy water caused her hand to slip almost without friction from head to base on the huge rod. She felt excitement expanding up between her thighs as the hard living thing in her hand grew in size. Now it was elongated, sticking out in front of him as though it were a long, white-skinned spear.
"Hurry up and get the soap out of your hair and eyes," she said, beginning to feel impatient again and jerking his cock a couple of times for emphasis.
Tom, who had been standing there with his eyes closed, let the wildly erotic sensations flow over his body. He could feel Nora's tits and nipples pressing against his chest, but the best thing of all was that excruciatingly wonderful movement of her hand stroking his hardening shaft.
Quickly he rinsed his hair and washed the soap from his blinded eyes. Then he looked at her. Her eyes were gazing at him, almost as if they were daring him. Her moistly full lips, parted in amusement and hunger, were only inches from his. He reached out, planted his hands on her flaring hips, and pulled her to him. The new position made it difficult for her fingers to stroke his prick, so she contented herself with holding it tightly in her fist, clenching and unclenching her hand in time to the rapid beat of his cock-pulse. It was a maddening tempo, one that she found echoed in her own belly.
"You must be the horniest cunt in the world," he groaned.
"But right now," she sighed, "I'm the only cunt in the shower with you."
She looked at her hand gripping his soapy, wildly pulsating shaft and then pushed down on it so the wet, glistening head was touching the upper entrance to her slit. He shuffled forward just a bit, and she felt the hot, lust-swollen head slide against her dampened beaver and sensitive clitoris. She groaned as a shower of heated sparks shot upward from her suddenly throbbing pussy into her belly.
Tom could feel the wild elation growing in him as Nora began sliding the hair-covered softness of her pussy along the top of his cock. She was tall enough that he could fuck her this way without undue strain. She was obviously ready; he could put his dick in right now if he wanted to. Her eyes were closed as her breath rasped out hoarsely.
Then she did something with her pussy and inner thighs which caused her wetly swollen cunt-lips to lock like a hot, fleshy vise over his pulsating shaft; she held his rod trapped that way as she began moving back and forth again. It almost felt as if his cock were deep inside her.
Amazed, Tom began running his hands up and down her soapy buttocks. He slipped his soap-slickened middle finger down into the softly yielding crevice and nudged her tight little asshole. She jumped and her eyes fluttered open as he slid easily in almost all the way.
The sensation of his soapy finger working in and out of her asshole felt so good, shooting a jolt of pleasure through her.
Her cunt was on fire. It seemed to be burning up between her quivering thighs. She wanted his cock inside her. "Fuck me. Put your cock in me, Tom ... please." It was more of a plea than a command.
"God, honey, don't you ever get enough cock?"
Oh, shit, Nora thought, there went the male moralizing again. She had been with him twelve hours and already he was sounding like Casper. She wanted to scream at him, "No! I don't ever get enough!" But instead she whispered, "Just fuck me, Tom. Stick your cock up my pussy!"
He pulled his prick from between her tightly clenched thighs.
"What's wrong?" she whimpered.
"Nothing," he replied. "Let's just not rush it."
"Bullshit!" she cried, losing control. "Fuck me, Goddammit! I want your cock now! Right NOW!"
She reached for his lust-hardened prick, enclosed it in her fist again, and then began yanking on it in short, impatient motions.
Without a word he took the soap and began lathering both their bodies. First her tits, then her belly, and then her ass. Suddenly he was using two outstretched fingers and the palm of his hand to soap up her cunt. She closed her eyes and moaned; her legs became so weak that she felt they wouldn't support her any longer. Tom kneeled in front of her and used both hands to bring a white lather to her sleek inner thighs and legs. He ran his hands up and down her thighs as she hungrily screwed her cunt towards him, wanting to feel his lips against her pussy.
He kissed her soapy cunt, stood, and quickly lathered up his eagerly throbbing cock.
She had to have it ... now! She was close; she wanted to feel that pulsating rod of hot flesh inside her, no longer content to be patient.
"Please?"
It was a croak of desire spilling out of her throat.
Tom, watching and listening to her, reveled in the feel of her warm, velvet-soft pussy and the vibrating arousal of her goddess-like body. God, he thought, she was the hottest thing he'd ever seen. She really wanted it; she was so fired up that she was about to explode!
"Nora, baby," he said very slowly. "Put it in for me.
Frantically, she reached down for his soaking prick and pulled it up between her legs. She spread her thighs and pointed the hotly throbbing head towards the hungry opening of her pussy. She snaked her other arm around his ass and pulled him forward, guiding the long, hardened cock towards her eager cunt-lips.
Her pussy opened and closed like a hungry mouth as she pushed forward with her pelvis. His thick shaft sliced through the wet folds and rammed deep into the soft, milking interior of her belly.
"Ahhhhhh!" she chanted, moving her glistening body back and forth, feeling his cum-bloated balls swinging and teasing against her straining thighs. She reached down for his nuts and gently caressed them as she wildly whipped her hips to and fro, sliding her clasping cunt up and down on the heated prick sunk so deep up inside her.
"Oh, God ... God! I'm coming! I'm coming already!" she screamed.
And then the young blonde was really in a frenzy, with her pelvis slamming so hard against his hip bones that it seemed certain something was about to break.
His eyes had widened in complete surprise. My God, he thought, she had reached an orgasm within thirty seconds of the time his prick was first shoved in her cunt. He hadn't made one single thrust on his own; she had done all the work! She swallowed with her mouth hung loosely open, and the sound of air panting in and out of her throat made almost an obscene noise of unmistakable satisfied passion.
She stood there, trembling uncontrollably, as the orgasm drained away her strength. She was forced to lean against him. She was sure she had lost consciousness at the height of the climax because she had slumped, and the movement had caused his thick rigid prick to slip out of her cunt with a wet, plopping sound that could be heard even above the hiss of the shower water and deep gasps of her breathing.
"Are you all right?" he asked.
"Fine ... I'm fine. Did you come?"
"No."
"Then carry me into the bedroom and I'll suck you off."
* * *
Hours later the jangling of the phone awakened her. The room was dark and it was several moments before she was awake enough to find the jangling instrument.
"Hello?"
"Nora?"
"Yes."
"Nora ... it's me, Casper."
"Hello, darling."
"Are you all right?"
"Fine, Casper ... I'm fine."
"I love you, Nora."
"I love you, too, Casper."
"What are you doing, darling?"
"Fucking ... I'm fucking, Casper." The phone clicked in her ear. She looked at her watch. It was twenty minutes to Wednesday. She dialed the phone. "Room service."
"Bill?"
"Yes."
"This is Nora Laine in Room-"
"I know what room you're in, Nora. I get off in twenty minutes."
"I'll be waiting," she said.
WEDNESDAY
Wednesday afternoon Nora checked out of the hotel and drove up the Coast. Cathy had called and begged her to come back out to the house again that night, but Nora's mind and body were urging her to find new sexual adventures.
She had no destination in mind, so when a young boy asked for a ride, during a gas stop, Nora asked where he was headed. He gave her the name of a tiny town right on the beach about ten miles farther on.
"Do they have a motel there?"
"Sure," he said.
An idea had been tickling the back of Nora's mind. She hadn't fucked a youth like this since she herself had been thirteen. It might be quite interesting.
The idea became a fact when they pulled back onto the road and Nora noticed how the boy nervously watched her bare thighs beneath her hiked-up skirt. He licked and bit his lips as his eyes traveled up her body to the thrust of her tits in the tight halter.
They talked, and Nora found out that his name was Bobby. He was thirteen and he had a girl friend, but he preferred to be with his male friends. Girls were a tease. When he said that, Nora knew she would have no problem seducing him.
She checked into the motel and asked Bobby to carry her bag up to her room for her. Nervously, he followed her into the room.
"It's a shame you don't have a suit, Bobby. We could go for a swim together."
"Oh, I c-could probably swim in my cut-offs," he replied, stammering.
"Good," Nora said. "I'll just go into the bedroom and change. Why don't you fix us something cool to drink?"
She waited in the bedroom a few moments and then called out to him. "Bobby?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Bring the drink in to me, will you?"
"Sure."
She was sitting in front of a mirror pinning up her hair when he walked in. She had removed her halter and now her huge tits were partially spilling over the top of her low-cut bra.
We gulped and averted his eyes as he handed her the drink.
"What's the matter?"
"Uh ... you're ... you're so beautiful," he said.
"Why, thank you, Bobby," Nora smiled. "A compliment like that deserves a kiss."
He started to move away from her, but she grabbed him by the shoulders and pulled him into her. Nora kissed him on the cheek and then slid her tongue around to his ear. She held the boy tightly as she ran her tongue teasingly into his ear. He flinched and the goose bumps stood out on his arms and neck. She used her tongue sensually. The licking and whirring sound in the youngster's ear was more than he could stand.
She caught him by the knees and brought him falling gently to the floor. They were both stretched out on the fluffy shag rug. Her cunt hairs were stuck together from the juice that had already started flowing from her.
Bobby looked at her with real fear in his eyes; he was still too innocent to understand what she had in mind for him. The blowing she had done in his ear had made his cock get stiff. He was naive enough to hope she wouldn't notice it.
He didn't know that his hard-on was exactly what this woman wanted from him!
"What's the matter, Bobby? There's nothing to be afraid of."
"I ... I'm not! But ... but, what's happening?"
"You're a very handsome young man, Bobby ... and big for your age."
"Yeah...." he laughed nervously.
"Are you big all over, Bobby?"
"Wha ... whaddaya mean?"
"I think you know what I mean." She moved closer to him. "Bobby, honey, would you unzip the back of my skirt? I can't seem to reach it."
"Sure...."
He unzipped the skirt obediently and again tried to crawl away. Nora didn't try to stop him this time. She didn't have to. The movement of her hands on her clothing did it for her.
"Have you ever seen a woman naked, Bobby?"
"Uh ... Jesus."
She removed the skirt, exposing herself slowly. There wasn't a sound in the room other than the boy's labored breathing as first her bra, holding her melon-like tits, and then her flimsy panties were removed.
Bobby's eyes were as big as saucers. He shifted on the floor and tried to hide the swiftly rising bulge in his crotch from her eyes.
"I'd like to show you all about girls, Bobby. Wouldn't you like that?"
"Uh ... look, ma'am ... I ... I just wanted a ride."
"Just relax. I'll show you what I mean."
Nora put her arms around the boy; he tried half-heartedly to squirm away. But he found that the more he squirmed, the more his cock throbbed and jerked to erection. He was excited, yet he really didn't know what to think of this woman and what she was doing to him.
She had thrown one leg over his thighs. Her cunt sought out his crotch. She began to rub herself on the stiff material of his jeans at his fly.
"Hey! What are you doing?"
"Don't you like this, Bobby? I thought that you were old enough to know all about this."
"Huh?"
She was straddling him now. She sat on his upper thighs and crotch while he lay on his back. He couldn't get up without throwing her to the floor. It would have taken more resolve and conscious effort than he was capable of now.
His prick was hardening painfully in his jeans. Nora's pussy was dripping on the tough material. She loved the feeling of it. Her large tits swung slowly before his staring eyes. He began to breathe loudly and hoarsely now. He couldn't take his gaze from those erect nipples!
As much as he was frightened and ashamed of his rearing prick, he couldn't move. It wasn't only her weight that kept him plastered down on the rug; the pure sensation coursing through his body from the passionate way she made him feel turned his muscles to mush. He couldn't have moved if his life had depended on it; the boy was totally in Norma's power.
He had never been with an adult woman before. There was never any woman who had been so close to him and done the things she had already done to him. This was beyond the boy's wildest dreams. The only times he had seen women's naked bodies had been in magazines that circulated around his school every now and then.
But the real flesh and blood woman who was sitting on top of him was more than he could comprehend. His hips burned, his cock itched; he had to do something to relieve himself. All he had done before was masturbate. He knew he couldn't do that now ... not in front of her!
"Jesus," he cried, at last unable to stand it any longer, "whadda ya want?"
"I'll show you what I want," Nora said, her own body now wild with desire for his youthful prick.
She let her body fall along the length of the boy and began to kiss him lustily around his face and on the lips. She played her tongue against his. He groaned at her touch.
She was slowly beginning to take off all of his clothing. She had unbuttoned his shirt and was trying to unzip his jeans. Her naked tits bounced against his bare chest as she worked. The boy could stand it no longer; the feel of her creamy soft jugs was like nothing he had ever felt before.
The touch on his chest shot right through to his prick. It stood out hard and straight as it could, still trapped in his pants. He grunted. Then his body tensed. Nora knew he was going to come ... she stopped what she was doing and moved her body sensually over him.
"I ... I think I'm...."
"No ... don't. Don't...." she whispered.
He seemed to calm down a little. His fists were clenched and his eyes were shut tightly as if in pain.
"You didn't, did you?"
"Just a little," Bobby replied, an embarrassed quiver in his voice. "I'm sorry. I ... I couldn't help it."
Nora smiled. He was hers now. "It's all right, Bobby. It's all right."
Tne excitement of feeling what was happening to the boy under her made Nora's cunt drool out gallons of warm fluid. The sensation was wonderful. His young body responded so eagerly to her. She felt him tense and relax. His chest was heaving from the exertion. Nora didn't waste any time getting his jeans pulled down. She lifted back the soggy underwear to reveal a trembling, halferect, wet cock. It was beautiful!
His prick was smooth and somewhat long. It wasn't very thick. The balls under it were skinny and rather elongated as well. But the floor under him pushed them up under his cock so that she could see them easily. The skin on his prick was as smooth as silk. She couldn't keep her hands off him.
She was too hot to just touch him. She didn't even want to suck on that lovely young rod he had. She moved her body up so his cock was right under her cunt. She began to squirm around on top of it. The feel of his rubbery prick against the wet, soft tissues of her cunt drove them both wild.
"OHHHHHHHH! You feel so good, Bobby!"
"Yes ... yes."
"I want you, honey. I want to feel your cock up inside of me."
"Ohhhhh...."
"Yes! Here ... come on top of me! I'll teach you how to fuck a woman!"
The boy numbly obeyed her. She prodded and pulled him around so his body pressed down on hers. She spread her legs wide and made a hollow for his narrow hips to rest in between her thighs.
"It feels so good, Bobby! It feels good to you, too, doesn't it? Yes! Now start to move around on me! That's it! Move your hips!"
She put her hands on his ass-cheeks. That way she was able to guide his hips in the movements she wanted to feel. Her fingers played at the crack of his ass. She attempted to get to his asshole with her wriggling fingers. But every time she came too close, he would jerk away from her light touch.
His cock was straining hard against her cunt. The tip of his prick was pressing at her clit. She moved her hips so that the round head rubbed her perfectly. The blood began to rise in her cheeks. Her breathing became faster and more irregular.
She loved the feel of the undersized cock at her hole. He bumped against it several times; each time it sent a new shiver of delight up her snatch. She liked the feeling of having his cock up there, almost weightless. It wasn't at all like having a fully grown man puffing and slamming down on her. It made her body feel freer and lighter. She could move better without being clamped down.
Her skin began to tingle. Her heart pounded in her ears. It was too marvelous for words! She arched her back in the air and propped her feet up. Now! She had to feel his cock in her hole now!
"BOBBY! BOBBY! FUCK ME! FUCK ME NOW!"
"Ohhhhh, shit!"
"PUT YOUR COCK IN ME! FUCK ME! YESSSSSS! AHHHHHH!"
"OHHHHHH!"
She had guided his stiff prick to her opening with her movements and her hands on his ass. He was all red in the face and puffing from the incredible sensations that barraged through him. She had cried out as she felt his slippery cock smoothly glide into her deep, warm hole.
His prick was inside of her!
Her hips tossed his small body off her into the air. He landed back in her hole every time she did it. She was able to turn and twist and his prick struck up against the walls of her cunt. It was marvelous!
She held him closely to her. She felt and heard his hot breath in her ear. Her cunt began to spasm. The smooth skin of his body became clammy as she pressed him to her tits. Both of them were ready to shoot.
They came together, screaming and puffing. Their bodies slammed together. She pressed the boy's hips into her own with all the force she could muster. She wanted to feel his pumping little cock as far into her cunt as it would go.
She stuck a finger partway into his asshole as they squirted their juices together. He groaned loudly and shot again. Her finger in his ass had made him shoot another wad.
Her cunt-lips clamped shut around his streaming cock. Nora was coming again. Her legs locked around his thin hips. She pumped her body up towards him, milking his cock with her strong cunt muscles. She took all the young jism he had to spurt out.
"THAT'S IT, BABY! COME WITH ME! COME! COME! COME!"
Nora's orgasms were ripping more and more creamy liquid from his small balls.
Finally, it was over for them both. Nora had drained the boy with her flailing hips and her pumping cunt. They collapsed, panting, in each other's arms. The boy was still tingling. Nora felt the creamy fuck-juices flowing out of her hole. She loved to feel the ooze and drip of it.
"Ohhhhh, Bobby, that was good ... so good."
He groaned and rolled away from her.
"Well rest a little bit and then well fuck some more. I'll suck your cock and then show you how I can take your pretty prick up my asshole!"
Then she opened her eyes and saw that he was already dressed.
"I gotta go," he said, his eyes wide with fear.
"Wait, Bobby. There's nothing to be-"
But he was gone and the door slammed behind him.
Nora smiled at his youthful fear and pulled a robe from her bag. She was about to take a shower when there was a knock on the door.
With a puzzled frown on her face, she moved across the room and opened the door a crack.
It was the motel manager.
"Mrs. Laine?"
"Yes."
"I just brought you up some ice."
"Oh, thank you," Nora replied. "Just set it down over there."
Leaving the door open behind her, she went into the bedroom and put on a bikini. She had just pulled on a beach robe over the skimpy swim suit when she turned and saw him looking at her from the bedroom doorway.
He was big, a muscular man, around sixty, with gray hair and an ugly, pock-marked face that was twisted into a leering grin as he watched her out of beady eyes. Nora knew the look in those eyes.
She thought fast. "I'm sorry. I didn't think I should tip a motel manager."
"I ain't lookin' for no money tip," he replied, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth. m.
"I don't understand," Nora said, pausing with her opened purse in her hand.
"I think you do," he said.
"I think you'd better go," Nora replied, averting her eyes, not wanting to look at his ugly face.
"Not yet," he said. "Name's Gorgan. I think we oughta be friends."
"What makes you think so?"
"'Cause I just saw that kid running out of here."
"So?"
"So, you fucked him, didn't ya? Probably raped him." Gorgan started moving across the room towards her.
"Don't be ridiculous," Nora said, holding her ground and trying to decide if she should scream or play him along until she could get rid of him.
"You're a married woman ... rings, and you signed the register as Mrs. Laine. I think the police would be interested in your fucking around with a minor in a motel."
He was right and Nora knew it. She decided to go along with him and try to get rid of him. Maybe she could just beat him off with her hand and he would go away.
"You're wrong, you know," she said. "I couldn't possibly. I'm having my period."
"Bullshit," Gorgan hissed, and grabbed both her tits.
He held her roughly while his hot breath came down on her neck. He bit firmly into her skin and ran a tongue along the base of her neck, sending a spooky chill down her spine. His hands worked and kneaded on her tits.
"Stop it. STOP IT! This is no way for an older man to act!"
"Old man, huh? I'll show you," he growled.
"It's rape if you touch me!"
"You're damned right!" he hissed.
She could tell he was getting hot, and now she knew she had to try another tack. Thinking that he was all bluff, she decided to make a frontal attack. It was games that these old geezers wanted to play.
"You know, you are kind of cute," she smiled coyly. "Why can't we be nice friends?"
"Aha! I knew you had it in you, Mrs. Laine. That's exactly what I had in mind. So, be friendly...."
He grabbed her and she let herself be pulled into his arms. He was pressing his body against her hard and trying to move them backward towards the bed. His hands rubbed up and down her back, up under the robe to the flesh of her back, and down under to cup her round butt-cheeks roughly.
"Like that?" She tried to giggle.
"That's not all I like, you little bitch!"
"I'll scream!" Nora threatened.
"You do and I'll slap the shit out of you," he replied, pawing at her robe in an attempt to get it off.
She twisted away from him and ran into the sitting room. He was after her in seconds and caught her easily. She eluded his grasp the first time, but his hands were back immediately. Before she knew it, he had ripped her robe open and was tugging at her bra top.
My God, what do I do? she asked herself desperately. Still hoping it was a bluff, she knew she had to keep him occupied until she could make an escape. Letting the old coot see her tits wouldn't matter that damn much. She would lead him along, bring him up to a point, and then that would end it; she was sure he couldn't do much but leer and paw anyway.
"Don't pull like that, please," she implored. "I'll unsnap it."
She reached around, while pushing his hands away, and undid the bikini bra, and then she stepped away in a mock pose for him to view her naked jugs. A cool shaft of air made her shiver, giving the appearance of heightened emotion. The nipples became very erect. She just looked at him and watched him stare at her tits hungrily.
"Yeah, yeah ... just like I imagined," he nodded, his eyes burning hotly into her. "Big and firm, and pointed."
With that he rushed her. Being off balance, she caught the brunt of his attack; he pushed her over onto the couch and his mouth went immediately to her tossing knockers. His hands cupped them up tight and his teeth bit harshly at the tips. She tried vainly to heave him off her, but his strength was amazing for a man his age. His hands went around her and tried to pull the suit down. One of the grubby paws was under her ass and feeling around her brownie. She shifted and tried to fight him any way she knew how, but he obviously thought she was playing instead and her urgings simply passed for response.
"N-N-No," she stuttered.
"Yes. Oh, yes!"
Now his fingers were digging into her cunt, trying to tear through the bikini bottoms; she felt the long fingers plunging farther down, scraping the walls of her cunt. He had one hand at her ass and another at her cunt, holding her body in the vise, while he worked his head furiously on her jutting tits.
"No, God, no!" she shrieked.
"Come on, dammit," he grunted. "You know you like it! All women like it! You won't admit it, but you're getting hot as hell. That boy didn't satisfy you. I know your kind, you little bitch. You were made to fuck and you live to fuck! I can do anything I want to, and you'll love it. Just because I'm older doesn't turn you off. It just turns you on more. I'm old, yes, damn you, I'm old, but I know how to handle a hot bitch like you! I've had a thousand women in my life and not a one has been disappointed! I may be old, but I'm strong ... and I can fuck the eyes off any bitch like you!"
"Fuck you, you old bastard," Nora hissed in his face. But the thought passed through her mind that perhaps she should just let him fuck her and get it over with.
She quickly shelved that idea as she stared into his ugly, craggy face. She loved fucking and cock, but she wanted young, handsome men. Her husband was even too old sometimes.
Gorgan kept rutting in her body and hissing insults back at her, but, strangely, she felt no fear of him even as he indulged in his ranting. She just wanted his big old body off hers. He was despicable, and he would have been the same if he were twenty.
"You want me to fuck you, bitch!" he kept it up.
"I just want you to leave me alone!" she muttered.
"Don't give me that, bitch! Your pussy is as creamy as a gravy bowl!"
"If you think I'm going to let you fuck me, you're out of your mind!" she snapped angrily.
Her anger only served to urge him on. Now he was ripping her bathing suit all the way off, tearing it in shreds as he yanked. Harshly, he tried to pull her legs apart, but she held them together tightly. To throw her off guard he snaked a finger up under her ass and lodged it quickly in her asshole, causing her to hunch upward in pain. Thrown off momentarily, she was unable to keep him from spreading her legs wide apart. He was gaping down into her pussy then, literally foaming at the mouth over this blonde treasure.
"Now, there it is!" he barked out. "God, that's the seat of it all! Look at that red meat there! All that blonde hair and those cunt-lips just aching to be mauled! Yeah, that little cunt could take all the cocks of the world on and not twitch! But look at it pucker! Don't tell me you don't want it now, baby!"
Nora was now afraid that he would become violent; there was no way to figure these old savages. As he pawed over her, his crotch came in contact with one of her flailing arms; she felt the still-soft prick, and only that served to still her rising fears. It was true then that he was the pawing type who could never get down to the hard core of erection. She was trapped, pinned down, and her wits told her to bear it out until she could maneuver him away.
"I'm going to eat that red meat!" he bawled. "I'm going to eat out the most beautiful cunt in the world! And it's just waiting for me!"
"Oh, God, please stop! If you have any feelings, let me go! Please!"
He was pulling her down, running his fingers freely into her cunt and feeling the abundant juice there. Her legs were spread far apart and his hands were pulling them wider. He worked his slobbering mouth down, lathering her body as he went. He crossed the smooth skin of her belly time and again with his slobbering tongue; she felt the hot object at her cunt hair, felt it flash back up to her stomach and into the navel. She shuddered once and hated the feeling she was now getting. Finally he pushed his head down onto her warm, wet cunt.
"Pm going to eat it up!" he bellowed.
And his lips touched her pussy-lips. His tongue darted through the opening and pronged against her hard little clitoris; the tongue moved all around, became a flat layer of leather. He was trying to wrap her legs around his neck as he ground his head hard into her hot flesh.
She beat at his head with her fists, but he only took that as a part of the wildness of the act. He made huge slurping noises that completely repulsed her. But the inevitable massaging of her clit was breaking her defenses down. Hating the building fever in her frothing pussy, she let her arms fall limp. Something began to quiver deep inside her, quivered in a rhythm to the grinding of his mouth on her cunt. His tongue took on a frenzied animation then, began gyrating from side to side in boiling strokes.
"No, no! Oh, God, no!" Nora screamed.
But the inevitable was beginning to happen. His hands groped and pulled at her ass; he darted a couple of fingers deep into her cunt and jabbed without mercy. On and on he sucked and slurped greedily until she felt a terrific jolt in her cunt walls and knew she had reached an unwanted but undeniable peak.
"OHHHHHHHH!" she screamed.
She moaned for long seconds until the hated release spent itself. She opened her eyes then and saw his head still feverishly working on her pussy. It was over, it was horrible, but it was done. With one strong heave, she levered him off her spread-eagled pussy. She rolled over, fell off the couch, and began to crawl away from him.
"Aha!" he bellowed. "There it goes! What a lovely ass you have, my dear! See how it jiggles, see the fine line of fur up the middle as it wiggles! Here, it's saying, come to daddy!"
His arms went around her middle and she tried to throw them off. She felt something touching her buttocks, something grainy and thick. One of his hands was trying to lift her buttocks off the floor. Now his other arm circled her waist in a vise-like grip; his large palm locked in the swell of her stomach.
"God, what a lovely hole you've got, you bitch! It's even finer from behind!"
She lurched forward but was unable to break his grip; she strained hard and fell a bit forward, leaving her head down on the carpet and her rear stuck upward. His other hand jammed into her wet pussy then; he hurt her tremendously but kept trying to get the hand down into her cunt.
"You're killing me, you bastard!" Nora yelled.
The thick grainy thing that she had felt was pressing against her ass again; he had her trapped in this new position and it was impossible to move. The grainy thing was poking and poking around on her bottom. His fingers began to jab into her cunt again. Two fingers went in deep, spread apart, and stretched her pussy wide. And then the grainy thing was poking inside her.
"Oh, no you don't!" Nora screamed.
But she knew it was all the more futile for her protests. She knew that his cock was going into her pussy now, slowly, harder than she had imagined, sliding easily down into her fuck-hole. It was beginning to grow; the thing felt even thicker than before and still on it came, until she could feel it entering the knot of her womb.
"Baby, you never had a cock like this before, and it gets bigger!"
She had never felt a cock so big. Then she looked back between her legs and saw why. He had put a huge rubber extension on his cock. His own prick was nearly a foot long, but the extension made it even longer. And the extension which was now buried in her pussy was as thick as his fist.
Jesus, she thought, if he put that whole fucking thing in her, it would ruin her, rip her in half!
"Shit, you'll kill me with that thing!" she cried.
"You'll love it when it all gets inside you, baby."
With each inch it seemed to expand a little bit more. Deep down in her womb now, the head of it was throbbing incessantly, causing her to flinch with the probing pain. She was about to split in two, and she began to moan and flinch all over; she tried to pull herself off it, but that only seemed to give him more direction.
"Now! There it is!" he said in a final lurch that caused unbelievable pain to envelope all her lower abdomen. The huge cock was stuck fast in her body; he had locked his pelvis against her ass, and she could feel his tight balls mashed hard against her pussy.
"It's killing me!" she cried.
"Yeah ... good, good!"
He began thumping hard then against her ass, pulling backward for support with his hand on her belly. He drew the cock out halfway and plunged it back in; he repeated the movement, adding fervor to each blow. Soon he was roaring blow upon blow into her stretched cunt-hole.
Her breath would not come; she felt completely full, fuller than any other time before; she felt her breath being jarred out of her with each fucking plunge of the huge pole. She knew she was about to suffocate. It was too late; she had played it all wrong. She had underestimated the old devil's power. The only thing to do was get it over with as soon as possible. She began to hunch backward in mock response, hoping to throw him off and get him to peak prematurely. Trick him, fool him, any way you can, she said to herself desperately.
"No you don't," he snapped. "You don't fool me that way, you bitch! I've got something else in store for you!"
Grasping her churning belly hard, he withdrew the huge cock and held her still. Now his hand was at her pussy, rubbing the juice all around; and then the hand went to the other opening, massaged her asshole. He jabbed a finger deep into her ass, ramming it around and around the tight hole, then he pulled it out quickly. Nora screamed in pain. He repeated the action, using two fingers; the pain wasn't as bad the second time. He did it again; the hole was becoming lubricated.
Splaying her asshole wide open, he put the head of his monstrous tool there and pushed. Braces of shocking pain jolted through her entire body. He withdrew the cock and held her still another moment.
"Oh, God, no! No! Please, don't do that!" she begged.
Paying no attention to her, he splayed the hole open again with three fingers. Again he brought the cock up to position; again he reared back with his pelvis and rammed the cock into her ass a good six inches. She let out another furious scream, but this time the pain had alleviated a bit. He held the cock in her ass for a long moment.
"That's enough!" she cried. "You've done it, so please, please take it out now! You've done what you really wanted to do to me. Please! PLEASE!"
Like a maniac he began to fuck his pole deep into her ass; his grip on her body was that of a savage. On and on the cock poured into her butt-hole. Welling up inside of her was the strangest mixture of blind rage and hysteria. Never in her life had Nora experienced anything like this, and the overwhelming madness of it all had no name.
Way up in her the cock throbbed violently as it jerked back and forth; she felt it give a mighty heave, and then she could feel the waves of hot liquid pumping into her gut. Such a strangeness gripped her that otherwise she might have thought herself in the throes of orgiastic frenzy; something snapped within herself and it was no longer pain. But neither could she call if pleasure. She only knew it that blind moment that it was the strangest thing she had ever felt.
He fell away from her and the liquid dripped out and ran all over her crotch area and underneath to her stomach. He lay passive beside her, panting, groping for breath. He now seemed a very old man on the brink of physical collapse.
One of these days, old man, she thought bitterly, you are going to kill yourself. It would be justice.
"You son of a bitch," she murmured.
He lay beside her laughing. She rolled over until her asshole was above him, dripping his own cum down into his mouth. She jammed her body down until his tongue was in her asshole and his nose was in her cunt.
"Now, you bastard," she hissed, "eat me out good! Clean me up and make me come!"
THURSDAY
It was Thursday afternoon, and Nora was lying on the beach soaking sun into her well-fucked body. The big, ugly motel manager, Gorgan, had turned out to have the stamina of an ox. She had fucked him practically the whole previous night. But that morning she had decided that enough was enough, and packed.
Now she was at a public beach fifty miles up the coast, trying to decide what to do. Should she check into a hotel or motel? Or should she rent one of the small cottages that dotted the beach for her four remaining days of freedom?
She had been watching a few muscular young men playing volleyball. Two of them broke away from the crowd and headed for a sand dune to the side and behind her. There was little doubt why they were going where they were going.
Impishly, Nora crawled up on one side of the sand hill to watch. They both had their cocks out and were making puddles in the sand when she put her eyes over the top of the dune.
It was fascinating to watch them, but she found their conversation even more intriguing.
"Let's quit fooling around with these kids and go over to Flossie's and get laid. I hear she's got two new girls."
"I don't know, man. I don't dig whorehouses."
"Shit, it's cheaper than taking one of these broads out and spending fifty bucks on her and not getting any ass at the end of the night."
"Well ... you go ahead. I might go later. Where is it?"
"Two hundred Bluffside Drive. You can't miss it. It's a huge white house with pillars in front and a big stone fence all around it."
Nora, from her hiding place, almost giggled. She would gladly have jumped out from behind the sand dune and fucked both of them right there for nothing. But the idea of them paying her for what she loved to do was wild.
She jogged back to where her blanket, clothing and purse sat in the sand and jotted down the address before she could forget it.
Then she gathered her belongings and headed for the dressing rooms.
* * *
Nora parked her car directly in front of the rambling old house and, without ringing the bell, walked on in. Hearing voices in a room to the right of the big, high-ceilinged foyer, she pushed a sliding door aside and entered.
The room was huge and expensively furnished. Four girls sat around in various stages of undress on huge overstuffed sofas and chairs. A tall redhead, wearing only panties and bra, stood up and walked over to Nora.
"What can I do for ya?"
"Are you Flossie?"
"No, I'm Madge. Flossie's busy. Whadda ya want?"
"A job," Nora said. "We're full up right now."
"Where's Flossie?"
"I told ya, she's busy right now. Hey, where you goin'? You can't go up there! Flossie's with one of her special customers. She'll beat your ass!"
Nora left the redhead standing, shouting, at the foot of the stairs and walked up to the second floor. Methodically, she opened the doors to each bedroom down the long hall until she found one that was occupied.
A huge blonde woman was standing up in the middle of the bed with her legs spread wide. Beneath her and between her thighs knelt a man. He had both his hands on the blonde's fleshy buttocks, pulling her dripping pussy greedily into his mouth.
"What the fuck?"
"Are you Flossie?" Nora said, striding into the room and over to the bed.
"Yeah, I'm Flossie. Get the fuck outta here!"
"I want a job ... fucking."
The big blonde jumped off the bed and grabbed Nora by the throat. The man, finding his pussy gone, rolled over on his back, dazed. His huge, rigid cock stood straight up from his groin.
"Goddammit, Flossie...."
"You little cunt!" Flossie hissed, pushing Nora to the door.
"You're missing a lot of money," Nora said. "I can outfuck all those losers I saw downstairs."
The mention of money stopped the big woman in her tracks. She released Nora and used a practical eye on the girl's body.
"She does look good, Flossie," said the man on the bed.
"Yeah, she sure does," Flossie agreed, reaching out and hefting one of Nora's tits in her hands as if she were testing its weight and firmness. "I usually give 50 percent." ^
"I'll take 40," Nora said, barely able to suppress a giggle. The money meant absolutely nothing to her, compared with the amount of cock she would get at Flossie's in the next four days.
"I like your guts, kid," Flossie said.
"Do I go to work?"
"Sure. In fact, there's your first customer. His name's Max, and he's the hardest come there is.
That's why I usually do him. The other girls can't handle him."
"You think you can handle this, baby?" Max said, fisting the long, throbbing thick shaft of his cock.
"I can handle it," Nora said, falling forward across the bed until her face was right above his cock. "And ten more just like it."
She lathered his rigid prick up one side and down the other with her tongue until it was fully coated with gooey saliva. Then she placed the huge knob between her lips and lowered her head.
Inch by inch, without a single pause, she took the thick hunk of male meat into her throat without gulping or gagging.
"Jesus, shit ... lookee there," Max said.
"Now there's a little lady who likes to suck cock," Flossie said, watching every move Nora made and mentally counting the bucks she could make off a cunt who could suck cock so well. She only hoped Nora could fuck as well as she could suck.
"Shit, that's enough of that jazz," Max gasped. "She keeps that up, Flossie, and I'll come in her mouth and miss all the fun."
Nora kept sucking, refusing to relinquish his cock even as she felt Flossie tearing at her clothes. Finally, when she was down to her bra and panties, with both Max and Flossie gasping at the voluptuousness of her perfect body, she lifted her face off his dick.
"What's the matter? Can't you come more than once? In my mouth and then in my cunt?"
"You bitch," Max said. "You're pretty sure of yourself, ain't ya? Listen, Flossie could fuck rings around you any day. She's a pro."
"Oh, yeah?" Nora's face reddened as she ripped off her bra and panties. "Ha!" she spit out at him. "What I can do with my cunt, she couldn't touch!"
Flossie giggled. "I'd like to suck this pussy once, just to see what it's like!"
"You'll get your chance to suck my pussy, Flossie ... when this cock can't satisfy me."
"You cunt!" Max hissed as he approached her from behind.
Nora was having a ball and she decided to play it for all it was worth.
"Fuck off," she said, but her cunt-lips had filled with blood and puffed out. She needed it again. Her arms dropped to her sides. Her soft cheeks glowed and her eyes glimmered with desire.
Her heart pounded. She found Max sexually attractive; she couldn't stop herself. She wanted to fuck him. The atmosphere was so horny, wild. She wanted, at that moment, to be fucked by an army of Maxes.
Her chest rose and fell, the smooth upper part, of her tits starting to puff up, the nipples looking like hard little rocks.
"That's it, baby, be nice," Max was saying softly into her ear.
Her face twisted up. "No," she whispered, "no. I don't even like you."
But every pore, every nerve ending in her body seemed to pound with growing lust. He grabbed her arm and drew her to him. She let out a gasp, seized his face and flung her lips against him, taking his mouth into hers fiercely, sucking the saliva and drinking it like life-blood.
Max put his strong arms around her and pulled her down onto the bed. Her breathing was so heavy that she couldn't see what was happening.
She kept whispering, "Fuck ... fuck ... fuck...." and her hands clawed at his hair, felt his strong shoulders.
Finally he said, "Tell me you want it. Go ahead, in front of Flossie, tell me you want to be fucked!"
"I...." she began.
"Go ahead! She's waiting. She wants to see you come under my driving cock. Come on, say it!" He ran his fingers over her crotch.
"Yes!" she said defiantly. "Fuck me! Fuck me until I juice all over your hot, fat dick!"
"Nice, very nice."
Again, she kissed him furiously. Flossie smiled warmly at the passionate pair, and got into bed with them to watch.
Nora's beautiful body was exposed, to him now in all its fiery nakedness. He ran his hands all over her, comparing her flesh with Flossie's. They were much different, yet Nora was just as desirable in her own way. Her frame was smaller, yet the curves were more voluptuous, firmer from her youth.
Now Max was spreading her out on the sheets, her arms around his neck. Her legs trembled and parted instinctively as his long cock reared its moist head and started for the target, the little triangle of luscious curls beneath which her steaming cunt lay. In a second they would all be fucking.
The weight of Max's body pressed on Nora and they were nipple to nipple, cock to cunt. Their buttocks clenched as she put his hands under her ass to bring her cunt nearer.
"Now," he said, "I'll show you what a big cock is all about."
"Do it ... do it!" she muttered.
He rubbed his prick on her gash, teasing her until she finally cried out, "Oh, please, I can't wait, you bastard! Give it to me! Hurry! I'm so hot! PLEASE!"
"All right, you little bitch."
"You cock-sucker!" She bit his shoulder hard.
"Come on, rub your cunt and tits up against me. Show me that you really want it," he responded.
She rubbed her cunt-mound against him. Her firm titties became like marbles; her mouth was a hot coal on his as she sought out his warm, wet tongue.
Then, finding the entrance, he shoved his hot prick into her cunt, sliding all the way to the hilt. A sigh escaped Nora's lips. Max withdrew and then plunged. Then he began short strokes. Her eyes bulged and with each fuck-stroke she flung her pussy at him hungrily.
The hard dick penetrated her delicious cunt wonderfully and they fucked each other with lustful abandon. Soon they were all muttering incoherently into each other's ears. Their hot breaths drove them on as well as the words.
"Give it to her, Max. That's it!" Flossie urged.
"I love your cock in me," Nora moaned. "Mmmm, yes, make circles like that."
"Hold my balls. That's it, don't be afraid," Max panted.
"Sink it in me, you cock you!"
Nora's arms flew out as she lost control of herself completely now. She reached for Flossie's nipples and sucked on one while Max plugged her mercilessly. All she could feel was the juicy clitoris-like nipple in her mouth, the endless hammering of the huge cock. Her inner pussy-folds pulsed with movement, wet with the juices of her lover and herself.
Their cries of delight and pain echoed in the room as they fucked. Their bodies were sweaty and hot. They made circles and twisted their pelvises crazily. Max's heavy balls bounced and slapped on Nora's thighs, increasing her wantonness.
At last they knew they were rising, rising to the finish, and bolts of lightning shot through their bodies as they braced fiercely and then blasted off a torrent of the filthiest language they could think of to accompany their stupendous comes.
"More, more!" Nora cried, the pounding of the cock inside her cunt deepening her pleasure.
"Here it comes, baby!" Max growled, fucking into her cunt with all the vigor he could muster.
For a few minutes they stayed locked together. Then Max told her to turn over quickly so he could enter her cunt from behind. Her hair was tousled like new-mown hay and hung over her face as this new position was initiated. He put his arms under her belly, reached up to her nipples and pinched them. Her ass jacked backwards and up. Then he inserted his massive prick and drove into her.
Nora felt a sharp pain in her cunt, but only for a second; soon the pain grew into a chill of wild pleasure. It centered in her ass somewhere, then shot down to her toes and slivered up her spine. Finally her cunt seemed on fire and her cunt-folds were inundated with hot sperm. A spasm shook her whole body. Her face became a mask of helpless depravity as she thrust her cunt back at the tireless Max. There was no end to the cum that seemed to cascade against her cunt walls.
She became a wild woman, demanding more and more from his throbbing hunk of meat and getting it. He seemed to be able to pour a flood of sperm into her pussy and just continue fucking as if he hadn't even come.
"Oh ... oh ... oh ... oh, my God, Flossie," Nora cried, "he's out of sight! He's beautiful!"
"That's why I let him try all the new girls out," the big woman shouted back at her. "He's one fine stud-cock!"
"Oh, shit ... you're good fucking, Max. Hump me ... don't stop until you tear my pussy up!"
"Jesus ... good, good pussy," Max groaned, and planted his feet against the footboard of the bed for more leverage.
Nora's body became a wild receptacle for unbridled lust and passion. Her lips moved, but no words came out. She was like a bird flying up, up, then falling to the earth, to hell's tingling waters. She was lined with beauty. Her voluptuous body strained hard and then released a river of hot burning fluid.
"Yes, oh yes," she moaned repeatedly, "fuck the hell out of me! I'm so hot, so damned horny!"
Max, too, was reaching the pinnacle of his lust. Lodged well in her cunt, his face held a kind of raw terror as he bucked vigorously. His prick was a savage battering ram as he screwed inward and then side to side.
Max's sinewy arms were taut as he braced his elbows on the sheets and pounded wildly. Nora met him hungrily, her eyes glazed.
"C'mon, Flossie ... let's both get her!" Max cried.
Soon Nora lay there totally dazed, not knowing what was coming next, and not caring. She breathed heavily, her full white tits like mounds of rich snow.
Max got underneath her and parted her buttocks. His fat cock jerked past her asshole. She cried out. When he was fully sheathed in her stutter, Flossie mounted her face from the top.
Then Flossie's cunt was pressed into her face. The big blonde was grinding her juiced-up cunt into Nora's mouth as she screamed, "Suck! Suck! SUCK MY PUSSY!"
As Nora sucked and licked Flossie's delectable pussy, she clenched her asshole tighter around Max's pulsing cock until he screamed in pain. Harder and harder she worked his meat in a rhythm of pure lust, continually drawing his prick into her bowels to the hilt.
He started jabbing and withdrawing, fucking her in each of her holes with his mighty prick. The sphincter muscles in her asshole and cunt drove him as crazy as her tongue was driving Flossie's pussy crazy.
Nora felt the flood of her cunt juice flowing into her asshole and over his cock and balls. She was getting ready for the big one. She mashed down and bit Flossie's clit to draw blood.
Nora's hot, quivering thighs were pounding in perfect rhythm with each thrust of his cock. He left off fucking her asshole and just concentrated on her talented pussy. Slowly, Max raised her legs and placed them under Flossie's arms so that the young blonde was bent nearly double.
Now her cunt was truly available to his ramming tool. He raised his body slightly and then thrust his huge dick all the way into her slithery hole. With wild, passionate force, Nora fucked him back as she swallowed the sticky juices from Flossie's enormous cunt.
She took each thrust of his prick with a lusty scream and bit down all the harder on Flossie's pussy. "Fuck me! Don't stop! Oh, shit, good pussy, good cock! KEEP FUCKING MY CUNT!"
The passion of his thrusts continued to get wilder as he tortured her cunt-flesh and gave her throbbing bursts of lustful pleasure. Their screams, their moans, and their sighs filled the room and echoed in Nora's head. She yelled and screamed herself as his huge cock mashed against her hot clit and raked her inner walls.
Her body was shaking and quivering all over. She was ready to come. Closer and closer she came to her climax, her cunt jerking spasmodically around his thick meat. She tossed her head in a wild frenzy and mashed as much of her face as possible into Flossie's creaming pussy.
"Yes, yes!" Nora mumbled from beneath her. "Soak my face! Flood me with your come ... Max!"
"Yeah, baby," Max panted. "I'm gettin' it, too."
"Fill me up!" Nora cried. "Pour your juice into my cunt like a fucking river!"
Her eyes were clenched tightly shut now. Her face bore the expression of total bliss as she bucked and grunted and moaned out her lustful pleasure.
She was corning, coming big.
Her hot cunt juice flowed from her in great gushes and puddled beneath her ass. The room echoed with her screams of released passion.
Max was coming, too. His big prick was swollen with desire and it seemed to fill her whole belly as it throbbed out its release. She could feel his pounding tool jerking, and then his burning cum was shooting into her insides.
Great shivers of pleasure and passion rushed through him and pounded wildly at his entire body as the spasms of pleasure and ecstasy rose to their maddening heights inside his trembling body. He moaned and panted as the tremblings subsided and his body began to relax and grow less sensitive.
At last both Max and Flossie rolled away from her.
"Jesus," Max groaned, "what a fuck."
"Honey," Flossie said, rubbing Nora's tits, "that little snatch of yours is one fine fuck-machine!"
"Do I get the job?"
"Shit," Flossie said, throwing her big blonde head back in a bawdy laugh. "If I ain't careful, you'll fuck me right out of the business!"
FRIDAY
Nora literally rucked her way through the remainder of Thursday. She had never had so much cock all at the same time. Flossie and the other girls were amazed at her, and in total awe of her abilities.
In the evening, Flossie had given the other girls a much-needed rest and let Nora handle all the customers. A variety of men and boys came to avail themselves of her body.
Short, tall, fat, thin, young, old, handsome, ugly men. It was a delightful game trying to guess who would come through the door next. But there was no winning that game; every one was different. She had never imagined fucking could be so intriguing, and fatiguing!
Her special favorites were the cherries, the young men who hadn't ever fucked a woman before; or, if so, knew nothing of techniques. With these boys, Nora was more than a good fuck. She was lover, mistress, mother and teacher, all combined. One timid college student cried on her shoulder for a half-hour before Nora, through her gentle maneuverings, got him hot and ready. But often, with the older men, the roles were reversed and they were trying to teach her. Most of these could hardly understand why an affluent young beauty from a respectable background would become a whore. But whore or not, they would lose no time in undressing and fucking their balls off. The price of Nora's cunt was high enough to keep them pumping away, screwing her as furiously as possible, eating and pulling her big tits.
But there were also brutal and perverted men who came to fuck her. There the excitement disappeared and she felt the coarse and ugly shame and degradation engulf her body. But, once the initial shock wore off, Nora even came to love that. It was new to her ... and anything new in fucking she loved.
Then at the end of the night, when the last customer had gone, Nora wandered into Madge's room and wanted to have sex with the big redhead. Madge could hardly believe it, but in the end, she welcomed it and found out that Nora was just as adept at satisfying a pussy as she was a cock.
By one o'clock Friday afternoon, Nora had already taken care of three men. They had all been like rabbits, shooting off just when her juices had really gotten going. So when Flossie came into her room and told her that there were four young stud college students downstairs to fuck her all at once, Nora was more than ready.
"Hell, yes," she told Flossie, "bring 'em on. And when they're done ... keep 'em coming!"
Nora agreed eagerly to take them all on at the same time because of her curious desire to find out what it would feel like. She knew of only three openings in her body-her mouth, her pussy and her asshole-and she wondered what the fourth man would do. Wait his turn, she supposed. She assumed that the three men would ram their cocks at the same time into her fuck-holes until she was showered with cum, but the thought didn't frighten her. It was exciting! Hadn't her body received countless driving pricks individually into all those eager fuck-holes before? But, four at one time!
She began to look forward to the men's arrival. It was true, she thought, that if they did it at the same time, four men shouldn't take any longer than one!
Five minutes later a huge beast of a man burst into the room, followed by three others. Two of them looked vaguely familiar to Nora, but she wasn't able to place them until she heard them speak. Then she realized that they were the two young men she had seen on the beach. She smiled to herself. Fucking the two men who had indirectly guided her to Flossie's would give the whole thing an added thrill.
"Hello, baby doll," one man bellowed. "Shit, you are some good-lookin' cunt!"
"So you really think you can handle four cocks at once, huh?" said another, already starting to climb out of his clothes.
"Look, fellas, what did you come here for-to talk or to fuck?" Nora said crudely.
The men seemed to shrink from her brazen look and for a second there was a dead silence. Then the leader of the four spoke.
"You know what we're here for, cunt!" he grinned, reaching into his pocket to withdraw the money from his wallet and throwing it on the night table. "Here, you can have this now, just to help you remember." The other three men moved closer to her and the head guy continued. "We even brought along some good booze, just to get you in the right kinda mood, babe, though from what we hear, you don't need nothin' to get you hot!"
The men giggled a nervous laugh that almost frightened Nora as they passed around the bottle of cheap wine. The other three men had the same fiendish expression of lust in their eyes that she had come to know in some of her other customers. But there was something strange, almost terrifying, in the leader's face, and Nora began to hope that the whole thing could be handled as quickly as possible. She started to unzip the clinging sheath she wore-there was nothing underneath-when the big man stopped her.
"Stay just as you are, lover, there's plenty of time," he chuckled. "But me and the boys'll get undressed. I hear tell that the sight of a man's prick really turns you on!"
Nora sat still on the edge of the bed as the men stripped, uncomfortable because she seemed to have lost control of the situation, something that had never happened since she's started this thing.
That afternoon became uniquely strange and an extremely painful experience for Nora. It was strange, but she felt more naked in front of the four men when only she was dressed than if it had been the other way around. She was used to men staring at her naked body when she disrobed, almost as they came into the room, but that afternoon, sitting there and trying to avert her eyes from the four half-drunken and naked men, she began to feel nervous and helpless. It was as though they had been making fun of her, making it so obvious that she was only a prostitute that had been bought and paid for. They drank and laughed and taunted her as they stroked their rapidly hardening pricks.
Finally, the huge man with his pot belly and big cock had gotten up and walked over to her.
"You been told what the score it, ain't cha, doll? All four of us at once?"
Nora nodded.
"You got any ideas?"
Nora didn't answer as he unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor. This time there was no excitement, no desire, and the curious anticipation she'd felt earlier had turned to fear.
Her eyes took them in one at a time. Three of them were normal, but the fourth, a quiet young man who never took off his glasses, had a cock like a hunk of baloney that hung over halfway down his thighs.
It started slowly but quickly sped up after the leader of the four undressed her. It was as if they had carefully planned every action even before they had come through the door.
"Get on the bed, sweetie, and lay on your back," he ordered, "with your head down here." He pointed to the edge of the foot of the bed.
Nora did as he said, terrified, wondering what they were going to do.
Heavily, with slow grunting movement, the man straddled her with his knees across her chest and his stiffening prick nestling between her tits. The other man, the one with the big prick, knelt behind him and raised her legs until her thighs straddled his shoulders. The third stood unsteadily behind her head, his bobbing prick about a foot above her upturned face. The fourth stuck his cock into the ring of her asshole.
As they started to work on her body, a fierce light of desire started in Nora's eyes. It spread to all her holes and rippled across the soft skin of her bulging tits. Though the big man on top of her held most of his weight on his knees, she still felt as though she would suffocate from his bulk. But she did realize then where the fourth cock would go-between her tits, so his jism would shoot all over her face.
Suddenly she had second thoughts; maybe she had gone too far after all. Could she really take four cocks at the same time?
"Hey, babe, what'sa matter? From what I hear, you like this kinda treatment," he taunted. "Me an' the boys are just gonna have ourselves a little fun. We ain't gonna hurt cha!"
Nora felt cold, even in the smoldering heat of their bodies, and the warm cunt fluid that usually filled her twat so eagerly seemed dried up somewhere in the quivering recesses of her belly.
"You got nice big knockers, nice and firm," the big man murmured softly, and she could hear the desire in his voice, "and I'm gonna fuck 'em!"
He enclosed the fleshy satiny titties with his huge hands and rolled them in circles until they seemed to be drawing his prick between them. Nora squirmed and tried to move away from him, but it only excited him further and his cock ballooned and throbbed in the crevice between her luscious jugs.
The man behind him had been running his fingers along the silken edge of her cunt, dipping them into her gash from time to time. The one above her had blocked off the rest of her body like a great barrier of flesh, and her lower body seemed separated. Somehow this division made her pussy feel more alive and she finally began to feel the familiar sweeping flow of desire and wetness.
The big man's thrusting cock between her tits had pushed her forward until her head was almost hanging down over the edge of the bed. She found herself staring directly up at the underside of the other man's balls and veined, throbbing cock. He was lowering himself, and his fuck-pole kept coming closer until it was only inches away from her parted lips. She knew that soon he would want her to suck him off, but his dick still pointed upward at an angle and she wondered how he thought she would be able to cock-suck him.
He responded by bending forward and putting his hands on the bed next to her. She was surrounded and smothered by men and cocks, and her mind reeled and spun with the touch and smell of the prick that tapped lightly at her moistened lips.
Nora had just opened her mouth to take the throbbing tool inside when the man at her cunt suddenly lunged forward and buried his cock into the widespread fuck-hole between her thighs. Simultaneously, the fourth man rammed his prick into her shitter.
"AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!" Nora screamed, and as she did, the man above her dropped his hip., and plunged his cock into her mouth, choking off her groan.
Her whole body was on fire. Crammed and shoved and stuffed with driving, heated pricks that blinded and choked her senses. She became more aware of the prick sliding back and forth between her tits. She couldn't see him, but she heard his heavy moans and felt the swelling, pulsating heat that pushed and buried itself between her knockers. It was a strangely exciting sensation and it blended into the fires that raged in her throat and the heat in her cunt and ass until her whole body burned with lust and desired release!
Nora-didn't know how long it lasted. It seemed forever. Years of flashing light and time sped across the gathering darkness of her mind. She moaned and shook, her body convulsing with the ecstasy of climax that threatened to explode so violently, until finally, they all seemed to come at the same time. Even as the choking flood of sperm burst into her mouth, her ass, and her pussy clenched in gooey release, she felt jism shooting thickly across her shoulders and trickling slowly down around her neck in thin, wet, tickling streams.
They had come, but they had also managed to turn on the sexual volcano in Nora's body and she wasn't about to let them off so easily.
The big man moved off her chest but she managed to grab his dick before he could move away from her.
"Oh, no you don't," Nora said, pulling his prick towards her mouth to join the spent cock already there. "You bastards have got me turned oh, now you're going to do me some good. Let's really fuck now! You two ... down there ... keep fucking my asshole and my cunt until you get hard again." m.
Then she popped both cocks in her mouth at once and started sucking furiously. With the experienced muscles of her lower region, she quickly brought the other two men to a second erection and started hunching wildly over their cocks.
Eventually her multiple orgasms started and the four cocks were again pouring cum into her body.
Nora was pulling her own hair by the roots she was so hysterical with rapture. Balls were pumping cum into her like four geysers.
As jet streams of cum spurted into her womb and asshole and mouth, she flailed around wildly. Her face was covered with sweat, as was her body, and she felt as if she would break into a thousand pieces. Her cunt was a cauldron of cream. Her ass swam in burning fluids. She raced back and forth to get the full impact of both their splicing cocks. She grabbed her tits in cupped hands and squeezed violently. Someone stuck a finger in alongside the driving cock in her cunt and pinched her clit. She unleashed a torrent of juice the likes of which she had never experienced before. One orgasm rolled over the next until she nearly fainted.
Then three of them were finished, but the fourth, the one with the big cock, had just seemed to hit his stride. Nora pulled away from him.
"I've got to go to the bathroom," she said, jumping from the bed.
He followed her. "I didn't come enough yet, you bitch," he said, running after her, his big cock thumping like a hose between his legs. "I want more!"
"You got your money's worth," Nora said. "Now get the fuck out!"
"One more come, baby."
She spat in his face. He slapped her hard. He lifted her brutally and placed her on the sink. He took his heavy cock in hand and guided it into her pulsating pussy. He fucked her hard in this position. She was breathless. He had a look of complete satisfaction on his face as he rammed home. Her legs were parted wide, allowing him full, deep entry into her hot slit. Suddenly Nora looked up and saw their reflection in the bathroom mirror. The sight of their sweating, passionate bodies locked together in an embrace of raw lust inflamed her senses and heated her cunt all over again. She became like a woman possessed, bucking into him, meeting his long thick cock as it pierced upwards into the depths of her warm fuck-hole.
"You whore!"
He kneaded her tits, driving her wild. Their pubic mounds met thrust for thrust, the heat of their private orgy growing into a fury. His hands went down to her buttocks and squeezed them roughly.
They plunged with all their might, to give the utmost pleasure, and then sailed off into a multiple orgasm of unbridled lust. Nora slid off the sink and onto the floor. Her eyes were dilated as she plunged three fingers into her cunt. He stood over her, his cock heavy and limp.
"Ohhh, more, more!" she chanted.
"Aren't you ever satisfied?" he asked incredulously.
She didn't seem to hear him. She was coming once more without him, her eyes heavy with fuck-madness.
"God, you are something else," he said, reaching down and grabbing her arm, pulling her into the bedroom.
The bedroom was empty, the other three men apparently having had their fill and deciding to leave. The man roughly threw Nora onto the bed and unceremoniously plunged his throbbing rod back into her clenching twat.
"OHHHH! THAT FEELS SO GOOD!" she shrieked.
"Yeah! Get used to it, baby, 'cause there's more where that comes from! I'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before!"
His big cock-tip slammed right up against the back of her cunt, withdrew nearly all the way out, and rammed home again. On the second, heaving stroke, he yanked his prick out entirely, making her moan with hunger. But immediately his cock was forcing its way into her puckered asshole. Hshoved hard, grunting as he pushed to get his huge cock past her closed sphincter.
"OHHHHH! AHHHH! GOOD!" she screamed.
"Hang on!" he barked. "I'm going to fuck your ass and young cunt at the same time! Get ready for it, baby!"
"Ahhh, yes ... yes!" Nora groaned. "I love it. I love it like this!"
He ground his hips forcefully and propelled his hunk of meat up into her ass, forcing a muffled scream from her lips. His huge tool pushed out the sides of her rectum more than anyone had ever done. Her body arched as it throbbed uncontrollably. The pressure of her insides was enormous as he began to fuck her ass. She moaned in exquisite pain and pleasure.
Once, twice, three times he pulled his mighty knob back to her tight opening and then slammed it forward in her shit-chute again. His balls slapped against her ass as he thrust hard into her gut. His fingers worked on her clit as his prick reamed her butt-hole. Then, suddenly, he yanked his cock out of her ass. She shrieked, but before the sound had finished leaving her throat, his giant cock was thrust jarringly into her cunt. He buried it to the hilt in one masterful stroke.
"Oh, my God, it's wonderful! Oh, God! OHHHHH!"
"Feel it, bitch! You've never been fucked like this before!"
"Oh God, I ... I'm coming! I'M COMINGGGGGG!"
He slammed into her cunt ferociously, making her body shake with the force of his blows. Her muscles clenched and spasmed around his thundering rod. He slammed her harder and harder, alternating each blow masterfully between her cunt and her asshole. She was screaming now in total abandon. Then again, in the middle of her orgasm, he pulled out of her cunt and slammed his dripping prick into her asshole all in one motion. His cock ripped into her bowels as her cunt still poured out her cream.
"Ohhh! It's too much! I can't stand it! OHHHHHHH!"
"Take it all, bitch. You're being fucked by a real man now!"
Her ass was torn apart by his ramming, slamming, giant prick. He fucked her ass and her cunt alternately for what seemed like an hour. He didn't tire in the slightest; his steaming cock was fucking her like there was no tomorrow. Her holes were both becoming sore and sensitive from the relentless pummeling they were taking from his iron-hard prick. She was crying out for mercy now, even as she orgasmed continually.
He was hurting her, but he was also making her climax like she never had before in her life. Gallons of creamy cunt juice poured out of her hole and bathed his cock, the sheets, and her thighs right down to her knees. Her cunt was rammed, then her ass was jammed into, then her cunt again, and then her ass again ... on and on, he jack-hammered into her. Her entire body was twisting and writhing uncontrollably. His large, muscular hands held her down so she was helpless under his rampaging, savagely pounding meat.
Then she felt the incredible machine grow even larger inside of her. He was going to come. He was slamming in her cunt from where he quickly withdrew and jabbed her asshole. After ramming her ass, he yanked his rod out of her wildly spasming hole and quickly moved up towards her face, waving his engorged dick before her eyes. She could see the slit on the crimson tip dribbling out his first streams of jizz. The shaft was covered with her own juice and deposits from her bung-hole.
"Suck me off! Eat it!"
"No! Shoot inside of me!"
"Suck it, bitch!"
He viciously grabbed her head from behind and forced her mouth around his throbbing shaft. Her tongue curled around it as he commanded her. She licked off the acrid juices which had collected on it, sucking as hard as she could. His cock was growing larger by the second! He had pushed her head down so far that she was forced to take this gigantic tool clear back into her throat, his balls pressing into her chin.
She began to gag on the fast-running sperm that precluded his orgasm yet to come. She was afraid that she would never be able to take him all in, but suddenly, like a torrent of a tidal wave and tb. eruption of a hot volcano all at once, his cock exploded, spurting masses of bubbling seed into her throat.
"Arrrrgghh! Eat it! Eat it all, bitch!" he yelled. His frothing sperm jetted into her with such force she couldn't swallow it all fast enough. Pools of the thick, white fuck-cream backed up in her mouth and began to spurt out from her lips. He pressed against her harder as his cock jerked wildly into her mouth, sending wave after wave of scorching seed into her.
He demanded she drink it all down. Nora was nearly choking on the vast quantity of heavy fuck-cream he shot into her throat. His sperm spewed directly down her throat into her stomach.
His balls pumped and pumped, hardening and making his massively jerking prick bounce in her mouth as his sperm bubbled and shot out of his gaping cum-slit. Gallons upon gallons of jism creamed into her. She swallowed eagerly, the opening and closing of her throat around his boiling prick massaging it so that he came even more.
Then, while his giant organ was still squirting, he yanked it out of the depths of her throat and let the last, heaving jolts of cream splatter her face and lips. He aimed his cock at her and covered her face with globs of white jizz.
When it was finally over, Nora lay ravaged on the bed, her legs spread so the rivers of cum poured down the red gash between her legs. Her mouth hung open, and drippings of thick, white cum ran down her face and chin. She looked like she had been raped by a hundred men as she lay in the large wet stain on the bed.
At last she rolled over and faced him. "God, you can fuck," she said, admiration in her eyes. "The next time you want some of me, it's free."
"You're no prostitute, are you ... for money, I mean?"
"How can you tell?"
"You love it too much."
She smiled. "No. I just wanted to do it for a few days, for kicks."
"I wasn't with those other three guys. I just met them on the beach coming up here. I'd heard about you and wanted to see if you were as good as everyone said."
"Well?" Nora asked.
"You're better. What are you doing over the weekend?"
"Nothing. I'm free as a bird ... for two more days."
"Good. You dig an orgy?" Nora laughed. "That's all I've done for the past week."
"Great. I've got a place on the island. There'll be some swinging people. Why not come out for the weekend?"
"Love it," Nora said, kissing him on the belly and moving her lips down to his half-hard prick. "In the meantime, do you suppose there's one more left in here?" she asked, popping his giant cock-head between her lips.
SATURDAY
His name was Ted Devlin and the house was a huge, sprawling mansion on a private island about eight miles off the coast.
Nora didn't even say good-bye to Flossie or the girls, nor did she pick up the money she had earned. She wouldn't need it. She had already planned the weekend as her last fling. The week had been wild, but it had taught her one thing; she did need the love and security that Casper offered her.
She had decided to go all out over Saturday and Sunday with Ted's crowd, and then return to Casper. She would tell him that he was right and had been all along. She would be sorry and explain that no more would she cause him any embarrassment. Then, when the urge hit her again, she would be much more careful and go away from home to do her fucking on the side. Casper would never know that she was unfaithful again.
Ted met her at the door with a smile and a drink. "The party really hasn't started swinging yet," he said. "Just circulate, though, and I'm sure something will start happening soon."
"Just remember," Nora said, patting the prominent bulge in the front of his pants, "that before this weekend's over I want this a few more times."
"You've got a deal," he said, and moved away into the crowd.
Nora finished her first drink and then started looking around. Someone thrust a glass in her hand and patted her ass. As she weaved through the large, jostling crowd, a pair of hands grabbed her from behind and pulled her away. Before she knew it, she was in the middle of weaving, gyrating dancers. The hands held her waist, a dark face came to hers and mashed against her mouth. Hands were all over her body.
"Hey, baby, you're a groove!" the voice called out. "Oh, wow, chick, let's go fuck!"
Laughing, Nora pulled away. All around the shadows of the pool she saw people in various stages of screwing. A couple sat beneath a clump of hedge and openly made out, the male's head sunk deep in the divide of the girl's thighs. She tried desperately to get through the throng of crazed dancers. She stumbled at the edge of the pool and almost fell into the water. She held her balance and made for a narrow pathway between canopied tables. Next she saw right before her a young man sitting between two girls. She stood a moment, dazed, her eyes fixed on the erotic scene. Both girls were naked to the waist and the young man was fondling first one set of tits and then the other. The girls were alternately kissing his face and his neck, their hands going all over his bulging crotch. Nora couldn't tear herself away from her narrow vantage point. Now the young man was pulling one of the girls over and spreading her legs; the other girl was taking his cock out of his pants. She bent and took the bulbous head into her mouth and then took it out and jacked it furiously. Now the other girl was ready, and the girl with the cock in her hands helped guide it to the waiting cunt-hole. The young man began hunching down into the gaping pussy while the other girl pushed against his buttocks with her pelvis. Soon the three of them were wrapped in a tangled, distorted unity of erotic pleasure.
"Wow," Nora murmured to herself, "this is going to be some weekend!"
Finally she averted her eyes, pulled herself away. The party had become one heaving mass of flesh. Her head felt as though it would explode and her pussy was hot. She weaved through the throbbing crowd, knocking into people, feeling hands groping for her. Finally she reached the entrance to the boiling den.
"Hey ... here you are!"
She turned. It was Ted. "God, you weren't kidding. This place is a sexual madhouse! My pussy's boiling already!"
"Good," he laughed. "C'mon in the den. A friend of mine, her name is Dorothy, is putting on a little demonstration."
Nora followed him into the den. There were about six couples in various stages of undress standing around a tall, completely nude brunette and a strange object on the floor.
"What's that?" Nora asked.
"It's a fuck-machine," Ted replied. "Hi, Dorothy."
"Oh ... Ted. Good, I'm glad you're here. You can explain this thing and how it works. I'm dying to try it," the lovely brunette said.
"You see these two rubber cocks?" Ted said. "Well, they're attached to rotors. One can fuck you in the asshole while the other goes up your pussy. You can set it as fast as you want. The girls that have tried it say it's a wild fuck."
"Wow," Dorothy said. "Let's do it!"
Ted bent over and removed two small, funnel-shaped attachments from the side of the machine. "These go on your tits. They'll suck you nipples like they've never been sucked before, while the two pricks go in and out of your cunt and ass!"
"Well, shit," Dorothy groaned, "what are we waiting for?" She moved to Ted's side and reached out to squeeze one of the huge rubber knobs.
"Oh! Oh, God ... it feels like...."
"Like a prick? That's what you mean, isn't it? That's what it's supposed to feel like."
"It does! It really feels just like a prick! A hard prick, I mean. God, I bet it feels good in your cunt!"
Ted laughed. "I bet it does, too. Let's find out!"
Nora bit her lips and felt her pussy start to ooze as she watched the pretty brunette drop gracefully to her knees in front of the machine's two protruding cocks. She heard a slurping sound beside her and looked over to see a petite blonde on her knees in front of a man. Obviously the blonde had been aroused by the idea of Dorothy about to fuck the machine. Her eyes were riveted on Dorothy's cunt and the big rubber dicks as her head bobbed back and forth on the man's swelling cock-meat.
"Move back a little, Dorothy," Ted said.
Dorothy obediently knelt in an erect position while Ted flipped a switch on the machine. A soft hum started as machinery in the main body of the apparatus began to function. Ted listened for a moment, then picked up the two funnel-shaped attachments and pulled them away from their brackets.
"Okay, I think we're ready," he said.
Then he flipped another switch and the soft whirring noise increased slightly. He put the open end of one of the attachments against the palm of one hand and grinned.
"Well, it works. I can feel it sucking on my hand. Wait till you feel it on your nipple!"
Dorothy automatically accepted one of the attachments and held it while she watched Ted fit the second one over her left nipple. He held the open end of the funnel, which seemed to be made of a firm but soft plastic, an inch from the already hard little nub, and the aroused woman groaned with passion as she felt the cups go over her tits and start to suck.
"Oh, shit, that feels so good! Hurry, Ted. Make the machine fuck me!"
"Lean over a little further and I'll put this one up your cunt."
"Ohhhh ... nice...."
Then Ted shoved the second dildo up her spread asshole.
"Oh! Oh, God, go on ... do it! Hurry up, Ted. Fuck me if you're going to. God, I want to feel it squirt up me!"
"Get ready, Dot. I'm gonna start your fucking. I'll start slow and then speed it up. Here we go, baby!"
Ted twisted two knobs, which sent the two arms into motion and made the dildos penetrate the woman's anxious body. Dorothy moaned in passion as her cunt and asshole were simultaneously invaded by the throbbing artificial cocks.
"God! It feels like ... Oh, God, Ted, it feels good! Make it fuck me faster!"
Ted responded by turning the knobs. "You want it faster, do you? All right, I'll fuck the hell out of you! How does that feel?"
"Wonderful ... wonderful!" Dorothy screamed, ramming her cunt and her asshole back into the machine. "Now take your cock out and put it in my mouth!"
Before Nora could stop Ted, he had dropped his pants and started fucking Dorothy in the face. Shit, she thought, she had wanted his cock. She looked around the room. All the men were hard, but they were all either getting sucked or fucked already.
Nora was too lathered up to be able to stand around watching all the sex and not be getting any herself. She left the room through the French doors and found herself in a garden. She moved down the path with her hand up under her skirt fingering her cunt.
She came upon a daisy-chain of two men and two women. She saw no way to get in on it, so she moved on. A little farther on she spied a naked man lying on the grass.
She went over to him and dropped down on her knees beside him. She popped his limp cock in her mouth and started sucking.
"It won't do any good, honey," he said. "I'm fucked out."
"Shit," she said, standing up and moving away.
"I'll eat your pussy though," he called after her.
"No thanks," Nora called over her shoulder. "I want some cock in my pussy!"
She trotted around the pool where other couples were fucking, and into another garden. At the far end she noticed some stables. And inside the stables she was a huge gray horse. When she got close, she noticed that the horse was a stallion.
"My God!" she gasped as she saw the hose-like cock that hung down below his belly. "Now that would really be a fuck!"
She massaged her full tits until the nipples tingled into hardness. She reached one hand between her legs and probed until she had inserted her index finger in her asshole and her thumb up her cunt. As she 'rubbed her tits and finger-fucked both her holes, she let little screams of ecstasy echo in the silent yard. Flecks of saliva escaped from her lips as she enjoyed the deep sensations her manipulations were providing her body.
Her cunt was boiling now, and the juices ran in thick, hot streams over her fingers and oozed from her inflamed slit.
With her body writhing in passion and her eyes staring at the stalhon's big purple-headed cock, Nora knew what she was going to do.
She opened the corral gate and moved quickly to the horse's side. She reached under his belly and found his huge hunk of animal meat.
"My God ... could I take it?"
But she knew that she would try; she had to try. What an experience it would be to have a cock like that in her pussy!
Quickly she led the big gray over to a pile of straw and tethered him to a fence rail beyond it. Then she removed her clothes and slid beneath the animal. He seemed to sense her intentions, because his cock grew harder and extended farther from its sheath. It made loud, plopping noises as it slapped up against his belly.
Her pussy was wet, but she knew it would have to be soaking to take even the head of the stallion's monstrous prick. Nora spread her legs wide until the lips of her cunt yawned. She dropped a hand to her thick thatch of pussy hair and combed it with her fingers. Then, spreading her ripe cunt-lips, she began finger-fucking herself wildly. Two fingers worked their way into the delicious slot. The gooey fluid of her pussy surrounded her fingers and she felt the excess trickle down the steamy crack between her ass-cheeks. She bucked up from the ground, thrusting her vibrating tits towards the sky, the nipples long and pulsing heatedly with the rush of blood caused by the fingers in her cunt.
She brought her hand free of her pussy and sucked the creamy fluid from her fingers. While she licked her juice from one hand, she began probing her cunt with the other.
Faster and faster her excited pussy sheathed her fingers as her tits slapped together loudly with the exertions of her body. Fuck juice streamed down her splayed thighs. Now she was tearing at her cunt, bringing all the clusters of erotic nerves together at once.
The horse's cock was multicolored and the head evoked a sense of strength and power that startled her. It appeared to be as big as her fist. It had ballooned outward from the skin and bobbed powerfully up and down, alternately splatting against his belly and her own. The shaft was nearly as thick as the head, and very long.
Nothing in the world could fill her cunt and extinguish the flame that burned there like this monstrous horse-prick that throbbed so strongly in her hands.
Biting her lips, she experimented by widening the gap between her thighs and lowering the cock-head to her seething cuntal slit. She rubbed it gently up and down her crack. Immediately, the horse lowered his haunches and tried to ram it inside her hole. She slithered her body backward in fright, but the thrill of his cock against her cunt remained, and sent a chill of anticipation tingling in cascading waves up her spine.
She could feel her hole widening. Her juices flowed from the depths of her body. Sticky, they ran over the head of the stallion's cock and tickled her asshole.
She pressed the slippery head against her frantic cunt-lips. She screamed as she felt the head probe her tender cunt. The pressure seemed unbearable as she felt the pounding tip try to invade her heated inner flesh.
She held the stallion's lunges under control as best she could with her hands. The massive cock pressed harder and harder at the opening of her tightly resisting pussy, sending shock waves of both joy and fear through her body.
Then she felt the giant head pop between her cunt-lips and she somehow knew she could take it all.
She inserted the head between her cunt-lips and sensed the sudden thrusts of his powerful body as the touch of her cunt on his cock ignited his animal instincts. She answered them by shoving upward with her ass until his cock was buried deep inside her creaming cunt.
"It's in ... my God, that fucking thing is inside me! It's killing me, but I love it. I love it! OHHHH, SHIT, WHAT A FUCK!"
With that, she put her ass into swift, sensual motion. She rolled and thrust upward on the driving animal meat. She cut the tempo of his energetic thrusts with her own body until she was almost pulling away from him, and then she would slam herself upward. As they fucked, she would vary the tempo, loving the fact that the horse never lost his driving beat.
Nora's body and brain came alive again under the incessant animal fucking. She pitched her head about like a bitch in heat. A trickle of saliva ran out the corner of her mouth, and her tongue licked desperately at the air. Her breath came fast and furious as her cunt started erupting in the spasms of a minor climax.
"Fuck me! Oh, fuck me, you magnificent beast!" she groaned. "Cock ... sweet cunt, sweet cock ... fuck me! Fuck it in there! I'm gonna come! I'm gonna come on a horse's fucking cock!"
She cried in her throat, lost and desperate cries, as she shot over the brink of orgasm. She seemed to be coming continuously, her dark slit drenched with sex juice, her cunt walls rippling in one body-shaking wave after another.
The horse became a wild, driven thing above her now, driving his huge prick into her devouring pussy.
"Shoot it! Shoot it! Cream me, you son of a bitch!" she shouted at him, suddenly wanting nothing more than the horse's great globs of cum to flood her waiting cunt. She bucked her cunt into even wilder, more furious movement to force the cum from his huge balls.
And then she felt the bulbous Tiead swell even larger. It grew, and grew, and grew, until she could almost see the throb in her belly as the animal began its release.
She felt his gooey cum burning out of his balls. It blasted forth in long, thick jets that burned deeply into her cunt.
She came again on his jetting cock, the inflamed stallion whinnying forth his release, and Nora screaming, bucking into him, receiving the thrust and force of his magnificent prick on each and every lunge. The horse pounded into her, stretching her pussy walls to the limit, hitting her womb mercilessly with each thrust, panting, rasping his dominance over her, his salty sweat pouring in steams onto her writhing body.
Then is was over. His receding prick slipped from her gooey cunt and the horse backed away from her, neighing out one last cry of conquest.
Nora rose to a sitting position and spread her legs. She placed her hand carefully between her thighs, cupping the palm under her yawning, gaping pussy. She tensed her muscles and watched the beast's cum spew forth into her palm. On and on it came, seeping in a steady stream until her hand was overflowing with the thick white juice.
"Fan-fucking-tastic."
Nora looked up into Ted's smiling face just as he was lowering the movie camera from his eye.
SUNDAY
By noon on Sunday, Nora was in a sexual cloud. She had sucked and been sucked, fucked another woman with a dildo and been fucked herself by more dildos and live, hard cocks than she could count, or remember. And all the time people had been taking both still and motion pictures of her and each other. Ted explained that it was just one of the many kicks his crowd loved to indulge in. They would take pictures of an orgy and then start the next orgy by getting turned on watching what they had done at the last one.
By the time Nora finally crawled into her car fcj leave, her whole body ached. But it was an ache of total relief. There was absolutely no desire left in her for sex. She knew that she could go back to Casper now and truthfully tell him that she needed no one but him and, if the truth were known, she wouldn't even need him for at least a week.
* * *
There was a strange car parked at the edge of the drive, so Nora had to park in the street. Leaving her bag in the car, she walked up the drive and through the breezeway to the rear entrance.
The door was unlocked. Inside, she started to call out to Casper, but decided to surprise him. Removing her shoes, she slipped through the kitchen and went up the back stairs. Halfway down the hall she heard voices coming from their bedroom.
One of them was a woman.
Poor baby, Nora thought, he probably thought I wasn't coming back and he's found a shoulder to cry on. Well, why not? I've been fucking all week. Casper is entitled to at least one piece of ass while I'm gone.
She backtracked down the hall and entered the room adjoining the bedroom. Stealthily she moved to the connecting door and opened it a crack.
The room was almost dark and her eyes took a while to adjust after the bright sun outside. There was a lot of white-the bedsheets. And there was a lot of pink-flesh. It was all mixed up together and rolling around on the bed.
Slowly the thrashing subsided a little and Nora could make out specific forms. Casper, his cock rigid and dripping clear fluid from its bulbous head, was poised above the body and between the upraised thighs of a beautiful young girl.
She was lying on the bed panting with lust, her hands tangled in the crumpled sheets in the throes of passion. Long red hair, shiny and soft, flowed out to cover the pillow beneath her beautiful face. Her mouth was parted and behind the red lips her teeth were clenched in anticipation of Casper's cock.
Her tits were enormous. They rolled like heavy balloons to her armpits and still jutted into the air, in perfect cones, above her. Nora compared those gigantic globes to her own and came off a very poor second. At the tops of those swollen mounds were huge, dark areolas, out of which sprang stiff tips.
"Oh, God, Casper, fuck me again! Put it inside me again!" the girl cried out, her voice thick with lust and desire.
"Donna," Casper sighed, grasping his prick and positioning it in the hollow between her quivering thighs, "you're so beautiful ... so very beautiful. I love you so much."
"I love you, too, Casper. I love you more than anything else in the world! Hard ... push your big cock into me hard and make me come some more. I love it when your cock makes me come!"
Donna, Nora thought. Donna, Donna, Donna....
Then she remembered meeting the girl once. She was one of Casper's students, just as she herself had once been his student. Nora almost giggled to herself. Casper did like them young. She wondered if Donna had seduced him the first time like she had done, in his office.
Then her attention was riveted to the bed. Casper had plunged his cock into the girl's cunt, and she was already screaming and thrashing through an orgasm.
"So good! SO GOOD!" she shouted. "Oh, come with me, Casper! Give my pussy the juice from your balls! HURRY!"
"Yeah! Oh, shit, yes! I'm there!"
"COME!"
"I'm commmminnngg! I'm commminnnggg!"
They both climaxed in a wild melee of flesh, perspiration, and gushing jism. Casper had barely finished his come and rolled from the girl's body when her face was at his crotch. Her tongue carefully cleaned the heady musk of both their sex-fluids from his cock and balls.
She talked in a pleading voice as she cleaned and sucked on his prick. "Will I have to leave tonight?" she said.
"I don't think so," Casper replied.
"But what if she comes back tonight?"
"I don't think she will," he said. "And even if she does, I don't think shell stay very long. That private detective I hired ... Ted?"
"Yes."
"He's followed her every move since she left and has documented everything she's done. He called early this morning. It seems she's even attended one of those orgies he has on that island of his.-He took some movies of her with several people ... even a horse."
"A horse?" the girl said, rising to her knees.
Casper laughed. "Yes ... can you imagine? After I show those, there won't be a court in the country who wouldn't give me a divorce and leave her without a dime."
"And then we can be married? We've waited so long," the girl said, folding herself into the crook of Casper's arm.
"Yes, darling, then we can be married."
Nora silently closed the door and padded downstairs to the kitchen. She retrieved her shoes and fished a pencil from her purse. She wrote the note and sighed it. She was about to go out the door when she returned and added a postscript.
"By the way ... please send my things to the following address: 200 Cliffside Drive."
Nora was both crying and laughing when she started the car and drove away.
"The bastard," she mumbled. "The dirty bastard. But Flossie will sure be glad to see me. She might even make me a partner ... maybe."
