It was a pleasant suburban street of similar residential houses, lined by leafy elm trees. The homes were made of wood, with solid stone foundations, built fairly recently. They all had porches and lawns and some had cast-iron flamingos in the front yards. It was a typical middle-class neighborhood in a medium-sized town, a slice of normal America.
Typical and normal on the surface, at least.
Along the shady street, a number of people were waking up to the weekend at roughly the same time. Except for the fact that they were neighbors, these people didn't seem to have a great deal in common.
They did, though.
As they were soon to discover.
They were all horny.
They all liked to look or be looked at--or both.
And connections were about to be made ...
* * *
Sheba Sillitoe woke and sat up in bed, stretching and yawning languidly.
When she stretched, her plumb young tits surged in her frilly nightie.
Sheba was a young girl, with the body of a young girl, sexy and bouncy and curvy. She had a tiny waist, a high, round ass, and delectable tits.
Her face, framed by a mane of honey blonde hair, was a combination of youthful innocence and sexual awareness--smoldering desire waiting to be aroused.
She had blue eyes, a cute little upturned nose, and a wide mouth with a full lower lip that turned out slightly and automatically made any man who saw her think about blow-jobs.
Still groggy with slumber, she rubbed her nipples and felt them swell and stiffen.
Sheba was in the habit of giving herself a hand-job to start the day.
But that was on school days.
On weekends she generally resisted the urge to play with her pussy, because there was always the likely chance that she would find some handsome young man who was happy to do the job for her.
Remembering that it was Saturday, she pulled her nipples again, then took her hands away.
She intended to go to the park or the malt shop, with her cunt simmering pleasantly, and flirt with the guys, then wind up fooling around with one of them.
But the teenager frowned.
"Oh, shit!" she muttered.
Sheba remembered that she had agreed to take orders for cookies, the proceeds to go toward the school drama club.
When the drama coach, who was a dish looking guy, if not awfully manly, had asked her to sell in her neighborhood, Sheba hadn't seen quite how to refuse.
Now she regretted the commitment.
What a pain in the ass it would be to go door to door selling cookies, instead of making out with a guy!
Still, she had agreed and she was hooked.
She figured that if she worked fast, she could finish in the neighborhood by noon and still have time to be naughty.
But since this wasn't going to be a normal Saturday, Sheba decided that it would be better and more comfortable to treat it like a school day.
She certainly didn't want to have her cunt steaming between her thighs while she made the rounds with the damned cookie samples.
If she finger-fucked herself before she got up, it would take the pressure off for a while, she reasoned. By the time she had finished selling the cookies, she would be getting nicely hot again, she knew.
She was usually hot.
She began to play with her nipples again and thought about some of the guys at school, wondering which of them she should concentrate on while she frigged her fuckhole to a frothy cum.
She selected Duke Masters, a good-looking, athletic young man. She had never fooled around with Duke, but she had her eye on him-and she was well aware that he had his eyes on her, as well.
On her ass and tits, to be precise.
Sheba pulled at her nipples until the rosy nubs began to smolder like fuses on her tit bombs. Then she began to stroke the insides of her slim, shapely thighs, caressing toward the apex.
She raised her knees, parted her legs and pulled the hem of her short nightie up. Her pretty, excited face tilted down.
Sheba liked to see what she was doing, and she loved to watch herself cream off.
Her cunt mound was plump, her cunt bush curly and blonde, like a filigree of spun gold. Below that hairy triangle, her cunt -slot was open in an oval, filled with juice, her clit standing out taut, as if in sympathetic vibration with her nipples.
Her nostrils flared as she inhaled the randy aroma wafting up from her crotch.
The fragrance of her fuck-hole excited her greatly, making her mouth water. She had often wondered what it would be like to eat pussy. She was certainly not a dyke, but she had a healthy curiosity and wouldn't have minded trying it with a like-minded girl.
She wished that she could go down on herself, both for the pleasure of licking her cunt and also to see if cunt tasted as good as it smelled.
But she knew that she wasn't quite limber enough to double over on her own pussy.
She had tried-and failed, frustratingly.
Now she began to work on her cunt, gazing down past the points of her tits to watch the results. She flicked her fingertips against her clit, making it surge out from the swampy fuck-slot.
She rubbed up the unfurled cunt lips lightly, then dipped her digits into her pussy-gash.
Cunt -cream seeped out and trickled down her groin, soaking into the tight crack of her ass and forming a sticky pool under her haunches.
She was starting to pant and shudder.
She used both hands, working toward the creamy conclusions. She stabbed three fingers in and out of her fuck-hole with one hand while she pulled at her fiery clit with the other, working rhythmically on her randy cunt .
Waves of pleasure sped across her slim belly and shot like electric currents up her trembling thighs.
The waves came faster and higher, rushing upon each other and merging into a tidal crest.
Moaning, the teenager held herself at the heights as long as she could. Then she u peaked out and began to slide down the descending spiral.
She frigged herself through the sweet spasms.
When she was sure that she was finished, she smiled and brought her slimy hands up to her face. She licked her fingers, then sucked on them, tasting her cunt -juice and relishing it.
If pussy-juice was so scrumptious sampled second-hand, she thought, just imagine what the stuff would taste like if a girl drank it straight from the source!
Sheba just had to find a sexy girl who was game to try some cunt eating.
She sucked her fingers until they glistened, then scooped some more juice from her cunt and lapped it up from her cupped palm, like a kitten at a cream bowl.
But then she stopped.
If she carried on, she would have to give herself another hand-job, and Sheba was eager to get on with the day, selling the damned cookies as fast as she could, so that she could go looking for some fun.
She got up and dressed, wearing a short skirt and a tight blouse, wanting to look as desirable as possible and figuring that she would go directly to the malt shop or the park as soon as she had finished making the rounds, not bothering to come home to change.
She posed before her full-length mirror, slowly turning as she admired her nubile body from front, back and sides. Satisfied that she looked as hot as possible, she went downstairs.
Her mother was having coffee at the kitchen table, wearing a frilly negligee. Mary Sillitoe, like her daughter, was a sexy blonde with a gorgeous figure.
She looked up and smiled.
"Going out, dear?" she asked.
"Gotta sell these cookies, Mom," Sheba said.
"Oh, that's right. I suppose that you'll be gone all morning, right?"
"Yeah, I guess so. I'll probably go over to the park when I get done, so I don't guess that I'll get back home until dinner time, okay?"
"That's fine, dear," her mother said.
The woman looked strangely happy about that. Sheba wondered why. But she didn't think she should ask.
Sheba drank a quick cup of coffee, gathered up her sample cookies and order forms, and left.
Mary moved to the front window and looked out, watching her nubile little girl walk down the street, her lovely ass swinging suggestively. Mary smiled, proud that her child was turning into such a ravishing beauty.
She wondered if Sheba was still a virgin.
But it was mere curiosity and she wasn't concerned. Mary Sillitoe had started fucking at an early age and saw nothing wrong with it.
She still fucked a lot, for that matter.
The fact that her husband-who was also Sheba's daddy, probably, but not definitely-worked out of town a lot of the time, had in no way lessened the frequency of Mary's sexual activities.
In fact, she got more prick when her husband was away than when he was home.
Now, as soon as her daughter was out of sight, Mary arranged the curtains in a certain way, as a sign that she was home alone.
Then she waited for her latest lover to arrive.
CHAPTER TWO
Duke Masters, the young boy Sheba had been fantasizing about while she fingerfucked herself, lived several houses farther down Bay Street, on the other side of the road.
At the moment he was awake, but still in bed, with the sheets standing up over his loins as if there was a tent pole stuck under them.
Duke lifted the sheets and looked down, contemplating his huge hard-on.
He had a whopper prick, long and thick, with a flaring, wedge-shaped cock-knob at the top and a set of balls big as melons at the base.
Duke generally awoke with a hard-on, but today his prick was particularly vibrant.
He had had a frustrating night.
Duke had had a date with Stella Moran, a red-headed bombshell of a girl with the biggest tits in school and a naughty reputation.
But she hadn't lived up to expectations.
Duke had borrowed his father's car and taken Stella parking at the local lover's lane. She had offered no objections and he had figured that he was going to score for certain.
He parked at a romantic space with the lights of the town twinkling below, turning the ignition off and leaving the radio playing softly.
There were several other cars parked around and he noticed that they were all gently rocking as the occupants fucked with vigor. He hoped soon to be in the same boat. He put his arm around Stella and she snuggled up to him without protest.
They kissed passionately, swapping tongues and saliva, panting into each other's open mouth.
He felt her tits through her blouse, then opened it and fondled her naked tit-flesh. Stella seemed game for the whole shooting match, and Duke was thinking that she would let him go all the way.
He sucked her nipples and she trembled and sighed and moaned, thrusting them up to his face. Her swollen nipples swelled in his lips.
He was taking his time, not wanting to risk moving too fast, hoping to seduce her gradually. But Stella had become impatient. She had taken his hand and tugged it up under her skirt.
She wasn't wearing any panties!
If a girl didn't wear panties when she went out on a first date with a guy, Duke figured it was a sure sign that she wanted to get fucked.
Still nursing on her fat tits, he began to finger-fuck her, supposing it was foreplay.
But Stella began to pant like a steam engine and toss her ass and hips about in a wild dance. Her cunt turned to a swamp as he frigged it. She was so sodden that he could have made mud pies in her pussy.
"Ohhhhh! Oooooooh!" the redhead moaned.
Her clit went off like a blasting cap and her cunt spasmed and overflowed.
He stabbed his fingers in and whipped the edge of his thumb back and forth against her surging clit, working through the hot spasms.
The naive youth still thought it was foreplay.
But when she had finished creaming, Stella drew away and buttoned her blouse back up.
"Thanks, Duke, that felt good," she said.
"Errrr-how come you're getting dressed, Stella?" he asked, getting worried.
She shrugged.
"Why not? I already came," she said.
"Yeah, but what about me?"
"I ain't that kind of girl," she said. "Did you think I'd fuck on a first date?"
Duke was dismayed.
His cock was pounding like a jackhammer.
"Well, how about jerking me off, at least?" he asked hopefully.
"Don't be disgusting!" she snapped. "I never play with a guy's prick unless I know him real well! I ain't no damned tramp, you know!"
"You're a cock-teaser!" he gasped.
And then she giggled so gleefully that, to his sorrow, Duke realized it was true.
"Jeez, Stella, I gotta get my balls emptied!" he moaned. "You owe me a hand-job!"
"Not a chance, buster," she said.
Then she looked devilish, obviously highly amused by the poor boy's plight.
"If you need to get your rocks off, you'll have to do it yourself," she said. "Go ahead, I don't mind. I'll watch you beat your meat."
Duke was confounded by this. He was desperate to drain his load, yet embarrassed to jerk himself off in front of the girl. It seemed real sordid. Yet she was waiting, evidently keen on watching him practice self abuse. He guessed that she was kind of kinky-as well as being that most dreaded of things, a cock-teaser.
So much blood had rushed into his cock while he was playing with her pussy that Duke was dizzy with desire, light-headed with lust. He couldn't even trust himself to drive with such a booming erection.
He opened his fly and hauled his cock and balls out in one meaty handful.
"Ooooooh!" Stella sighed, impressed.
But when he thrust his prick toward her, she still refused to touch it.
"C'mon, jack off, baby," she said. "Let me see your jizz squirt out."
Duke didn't have much choice. He folded his fist around his cock-shaft and began to pump up and down. His cock-head loomed out like the knob on a warclub as he pumped down to the hairy hilt.
It took only a few strokes.
His fuck-juice spurted out under tremendous pressure, splattering on the roof of the car. He drained off in lavish spurts, shooting as his fist pulled up, and again as he frigged back down.
Stella sighed at the sight.
When he was done, she was gracious enough to mop his slimy prick up, but she used her handkerchief, and her bare fingers never touched his cock at all.
Ever hopeful, Duke gazed at her, wondering if she wanted to fool around some more.
"That was fun," she said. "But you'd better take me home, okay?"
So it had been a very frustrating affair
* * *
Duke, virile and potent, had jerked off twice more before he fell asleep, but had still been plagued by erotic dreams through the night-and awoken to find his cock standing tall and his cum-bags as full as if he hadn't shot his wad in a week.
He figured he needed to fuck his fist again.
But Duke was getting bored with the repetitive self-servicing. He figured it would be a good idea to at least change the setting.
He decided to jack-off in the shower.
He got up, moving sort of awkwardly, as if the bulk of his hard-on was throwing him off balance. He headed for the bathroom.
But on the way he passed the window.
And glancing out, Duke saw Sheba Sillitoe making her way down the other side of the street. He stared at the nubile girl and his cock bucked like a bronco, starting to drip at the tip.
Her adorable tits were packed tight into her blouse and, as he looked, a gust of wind blew her short skirt high up her slender, lovely legs, giving the youth a sudden glimpse of her bikini-clad haunches. The cheeks of her ass showed below her panties.
Duke felt his balls pulse savagely.
He reached for his prick-but never made it in time, for the sight of Sheba Sillitoe's sweet loins had wrought its own result.
His cock sprayed off like a hose even before he had his fist wrapped around the shaft.
Jizz shot out and splashed against the window. He grasped his prick and finished the job with a few short, sharp jerks, staggering as his balls drained to the dregs, his vitality squirting from his piss-hole.
Duke felt poleaxed by his violent ejaculation.
His cum-bags were somewhat reduced now, hanging like half-filled balloons, but his sturdy young cock was still standing fat and firm.
He knew from experience that he would shortly have another full load of spunk to empty.
But Duke sure didn't want to have to drain them off by himself again, if any other option happened to become available to him.
And Sheba Sillitoe looked very enticing.
Duke got dressed quickly, having some difficulty in getting his cock and balls jammed down into his tight jeans and zipping them in.
Despite having just unloaded his rocks, his cock still formed a prominent bulge in his fly, but that wasn't necessarily a bad thing.
He knew that Sheba was hot.
And if the girl was horny, as well, it would be a good idea to advertise.
Duke went downstairs, avoiding his mother because of the obvious state of his cock. He went out the front door and crossed the street.
Sheba was just coming down a front walk, and he wandered up as if meeting her casually and without design. She gave him a dazzling smile.
Did her eyes flick down toward his crotch?
He couldn't be sure.
But she kept on smiling.
"Hi, Sheba, what are you doing?" he asked.
"Selling cookies for drama club," she said.
"Yeah? Want me to walk along with you?" he asked, trying to sound merely sociable and friendly, although he was unable to stop staring at her tits and the way her big nipples branded her blouse.
"Sure," she said.
CHAPTER THREE
Farther down the street, in one of the houses where Sheba would be stopping in the course of her rounds, Alice Trueblood was still in bed, although she had been awake for quite a while.
Alice had recently moved to Bay Street.
She was a lean, angular woman with light brown hair which she wore cut short and curly, framing her pretty face. Her tits were small, but firm, capped by big nipples, and her cunt -hair was a tangled jungle spreading out from her crotch in a wide wedge up her flat belly..
The first thing that Alice had done when she awoke was to grope out to the nightstand for her vibrator. Switching it on, she gave her clit a good humming and enjoyed a pleasant, dreamy cum.
The vibrator was cock-shaped, but she didn't use it like a cock, concentrating instead on her clit and not dipping it into her wet fuck-hole.
Nor did she pretend it was a prick.
She was fantasizing about a tongue lapping at her clit as she vibrated herself to orgasm.
Then she licked the soaking tool-and thought about licking pussy as she tasted her own succulent fuck-juices-because Alice preferred women to men.
Alice was becoming frustrated.
She didn't have a lady lover at the moment and, being newly arrived in town, wasn't sure where to look for a woman of like persuasion.
She had had plenty of girlfriends in the town where she lived before, but there had been a scandal when she was found tonguing a teenaged cunt at a girls' club jamboree and she had deemed it wise to leave town.
Alice had plenty of free time and lots of money, since she was getting alimony from her wealthy ex-husband. He had divorced Alice when he discovered that she was giving head to the parlor maid and the cook, but luckily for Alice they had come up before a woman judge in the divorce court and she had granted Alice a liberal settlement following a cunt lapping in her chambers.
So now Alice could spend her time as she chose, and she was considering the local possibilities.
She thought that Pamela Danforth, her next-door neighbor, was a likely prospect.
Pamela was married, quite happily, it seemed, and showed no signs of being deviate, but Alice knew that even the most normal and feminine lady is very often interested in trying lesbian love, if only out of curiosity.
And since Alice never demanded emotional involvement, it made her quest much easier. She didn't want a woman to fall in love with her-she simply wanted them to spread their legs for her, which was a far different thing and much easier to arrange.
Pamela had stopped by the day before to welcome the newcomer to the neighborhood. When Alice had dropped a few hints, Pamela had seemed much more intrigued than scandalized and, giving Alice a meaningful and mischievous look, had remarked that she was certain that they would become good friends.
Alice was hopeful.
But she hadn't pressed the issue the day before, not wanting to intimidate Pamela by moving too fast.
She planned to seduce her gradually, by hint and suggestion as they got to know each other better. It would be the perfect arrangement, she figured. Pamela lived next door and could come by whenever she was in the mood, and they could be discreet about the affair, as well. It would be a lot better than having to prowl the town looking for lesbian hangouts.
Alice didn't want another scandal.
And, along with the convenience of having a suckable pussy next door, there was also the fact that Pamela Danforth was a delectable lady, the sort of sexy woman that gave Alice a stiff tongue just to look at.
Pamela had a mane of raven-dark hair, eyes as green as jade, and a sensual slash of a mouth. She was also built like a brick shit-house.
She had a narrow waist, big tits, long, lovely legs and a solid, provocative ass. Just thinking about her was making Alice drool.
But Alice didn't expect any action today.
It was a Saturday and Pamela's husband, Ralph, wouldn't be going to work, so Alice expected that she would have to wait until Monday to make her move.
She lay back, dreamily contemplating cunt lapping with her curvy neighbor. She dipped her vibrator into her gooey pussy gash, then licked it, making believe that the vibrant tip was Pamela's clit.
After a while, she got up, put a sexy dressing gown on and went downstairs. She had a Danish pastry for breakfast. She licked the tasty tart before she devoured it, still thinking fondly of a fuck-hole.
But as things turned out, Alice wasn't going to have to wait very long, at all....
* * *
Pamela wasn't quite sure, but she had a pretty good idea that the long, lean lady who had moved into the house next door might be bisexual.
The idea turned her on a lot.
Pamela had never gone to bed with a female, but she had thought about it often and was game to give it a try if and when she got a chance.
She was happily married and she loved her handsome husband-especially his huge prick.
But just because a woman liked steak, didn't mean she couldn't enjoy pastry, as well.
Pamela had been horny every since Alice had dropped those subtle hints and given her those speculative glances the day before.
And she was still in a randy mood when she awoke on this Saturday morning, in bed with Ralph.
Like Alice, Pamela supposed that any lesbian seduction would have to wait until Monday, since her husband would be home over the weekend.
She didn't know yet that Ralph had made other plans for today-plans, in fact, that had to do with Mary Sillitoe, who had arranged her curtains to signal that her daughter had gone out and that she was free to entertain.
CHAPTER FOUR
Pamela sat up in bed, the covers falling away from her heavy, rosy-tipped tits.
Ralph was still peacefully sleeping.
The raven-haired woman gently drew the sheets down his brawny, hairy body until she had bared his torso down to his thighs.
He didn't have a hard-on, but even soft his cock was an impressive hunk. His thick, heavy-headed cock was coiled down his thigh, damned near reaching as far as his knee. It was nicely taut and tense, even though not aroused in an erection.
His big balls had filled up during the night and lay solid in his groin.
Pamela was hot to get her cunt stuffed.
But since it was Saturday and they could stay in bed all morning, she didn't think that there was any hurry to fuck, and she figured it would be nice to suck him off for starters.
Pamela loved to drink from her husband's cock-as long as he fucked her or sucked her off in return.
And she had no idea that the unfaithful fellow had plans to pleasure Mary Sillitoe today-plans that would leave his wife frustrated.
She bent down, her tits bobbling saucily. Her nipples were distended, fat as high caliber bullets. She gazed at Ralph's cock and her nostrils twitched as she breathed in the heady, gamy aroma of cock-meat.
She licked her lips and wondered if she could manage to milk him off without waking him up. It would be a kick to give him a wet dream in her mouth.
How could she know that he was going to be dreaming about another woman?
She ducked down and began to lick his balls very gently, murmuring softly as the nutty goodness of the big sac registered on her taste buds.
She laved all over the hairy bag, lifting it in her hand to lap underneath.
She could feel his spunk-load sliding around inside the swollen sac. It made her mouth water at the prospect of swallowing his heavy cum-load.
Pamela adored drinking jizz and, too, it had the added benefit of taking the immediate pressure off, so that Ralph would last longer when he fucked her.
At least, that was how it normally worked.
She groveled right down in his groin, licking back toward the crack of his ass. As she wedged her lapper into that musky cleft, she had a few naughty thoughts about sticking her tongue in a cunt .
Ralph began to murmur and stir, his loins starting to shift slowly, but he was still asleep.
His prick was starting to thicken and rise up from his thigh, beginning to stiffen.
She worked on his balls for a while, then started to lick up and down his fat cockstalk, still working gently, flicking her nimble tongue around softly.
His prick was at half mast now, looped up, still slightly bent in a meaty arc.
She licked the tip and it flared.
His piss-hole parted and a glob of pre-cum squeezed into the open cleft. Pamela drew back to gaze at the goo, then licked it up with her tongue.
"Ummmmm!" she purred.
She let the thick blob slip around on her tongue, tasting it. Then her throat pulsed as she swallowed it down.
It whetted her appetite for more.
She began to tongue all over the swollen purple slab of his cock-head, loving the flavor of cock-meat and the taste of the spunky seepage.
She checked his face to see if he was still slumbering. His features were twisted with lustful sensation now, but his eyes were still closed.
Her saliva was steaming from his hot cock-knob.
She pressed her nose to the bulging slab, sniffing and snuffling, inhaling the fragrance. She bobbed down to lick and suck his balls some more, then ran her lapper up and down the underside of his cock-shaft, where a big vein was starting to throb.
Pamela loved everything about sucking prick-the taste and the texture, the bouquet of balls and the aroma of heated cock and fuck-slime-and most of all she loved the magic moment when a cock spasmed in her mouth, hosing her with the gooey reward for her efforts.
Preliminary spunk was gushing out plentifully now. The head of his cock looked like a fat purple plum drenched with melted marshmallow.
She licked into his open piss-hole, gathering up the goo as it oozed out.
His hips were lashing around now, and he was groaning in the throes of an erotic dream.
Pamela was enjoying the tongue work, but she could tell that it was time to start sucking for conclusions. She didn't want to wait too long and run the risk of having his jizz jet out before his cock was in her mouth.
She kissed his greasy cock-knob and let her lips part, slowly feeding the fat slab in.
The texture was like hard rubber.
Then, as she sucked softly, it turned to a lump of smoldering iron.
She sucked in and blew out.
Her cheeks sank in as she inhaled and puffed out as she breathed down his cockshaft. She was working on the head of his cock as if it were a snorkel tube.
Her lips peeled outward around his thick cock just below the buried prick-knob. Drool poured down his cock, shot through with threads of pre-cum.
As she nursed gently on his cock-knob, she swiped her tongue back and forth against the underside of the meaty wedge. Thick globs of jizz bubbled onto her lapper, hot and succulent.
She drew back for a moment, staring down, loving to see his cock pulse and glisten with her drool. She tongued the tip a bit, then sucked that bulging lump back into her lips and nursed hungrily.
"Cum, darling!" she panted, not loud enough to disturb his dreaming bliss, but coaxing him softly, longing for his slimy cum-load.
His ass bucked up and he fed more of his cock into her willing mouth. He was humping in his slumber. Pamela began to move her raven-dark head up and down, feeding more prick in, taking the head back into her throat.
Her silken hair fell over his balls like a wash of spilled ink as she swallowed on down and took almost all of his prick into her head.
"Ummmmm! Ummmmmm!" she sighed.
Her face turned as she twisted her collared lips around on his cock, bobbing up and down, clogging her gullet and then sucking back up through every delicious inch and nursing on his prick-knob some more.
His preliminary seepage was getting hotter and thicker and richer as he neared the crest. He groaned and lunged up, as his dream sped toward its climax.
Suddenly Pamela's mouth was full of cum.
Ralph had shot off abruptly, without warning. His spunk filled her maw. Pamela gulped it down and he fed her more.
She was swallowing, but Ralph's load was overwhelming her. Jizz spilled from her panting lips and ran back down his cock.
Then her head dove down and she sucked the stray spunk back off his cock-shaft, not wanting to waste a drop. Jets of jism hit the arched roof of her mouth and creamy coils slid into her cheeks. A gooey rope ran down her throat, and more drenched her tongue.
"Ahhhhh! Don't stop, baby!" she whined.
She already had a hot bellyful, but Pamela was hungry for more, willing to drink from his big cock for hours. She was in a feeding frenzy, a cocksucker's rapture, a cum-sucker's paradise, and his potent prick kept going off like a cum-filled cornucopia in her mouth.
Ralph drained off and Pamela drank it all with relish, savoring every slimy drop.
When he stopped spurting, she kept on sucking for a while, then took his cock out of her mouth and used her lapper to slurp up the overflow from his cock-shaft and his hairy balls. Those big orbs were deflated now, but she knew they would soon fill up again.
Ralph was a virile, potent guy, and he could always get a hard-on for her cunt after he had fed her his first dose in her greedy mouth.
And he would get hard again today, as usual.
But today his second hard-on was already booked for Mary Sillitoe's pussy.
* * *
Pamela leaned back, grinning and licking her lips, jizz trickling down both sides of her chin.
Ralph's eyes flickered and opened.
For a moment, he looked confused and disturbed, not sure what had just happened. Then he saw his wife leaning over him with spunk on her lips and he realized his wet dream had been induced by her mouth.
He still looked disturbed.
Had he called out Mary Sillitoe's name when he was shooting his wad?
But Pamela looked very happy, so he guessed that he had not been indiscreet.
He grinned at her.
"Thanks, kid," he said.
"Was that a nice blow-job, honey?"
"You bet, baby!"
"Did you dream?" she asked.
"Um-hmm. I dreamed that you were sucking my prick," the faithless man lied.
Pamela giggled, believing that his dream had mirrored reality.
She lay back, her lush legs spread, expecting Ralph to jump aboard.
But he looked at his watch and frowned.
"I got to go to the office for a few hours, honey," he said. "Didn't I mention it?"
Pamela looked shocked.
She had enjoyed sucking him off, to be sure, but if she had known that he wasn't going to follow it up with a fuck, she never would have done it. She would have sat on his prick and fucked herself silly instead of swallowing his first wad.
"Oh, gee," she said, deeply disappointed. "Don't you have time to fuck me, darling? I'll cream quickly. It won't take long."
In fact, he would have had time.
But she had already drained his cock and balls once, and Ralph did not want to show up for his engagement in Mary Sillitoe's groin with a spent prick.
"Sorry, Pam, I gotta rush," he said, having the grace to look embarrassed and apologetic.
He got up and went to the bathroom to shower.
Pamela lay back, sprawled out, her neglected fuck-hole steaming in heated frustration.
It wasn't fair!
Was she going to have to settle for fingerfucking her own cunt to get some satisfaction?
The bastard could have at least taken a minute or two to suck her off, she figured.
And that thought, naturally, caused Pamela to think about Alice Trueblood.
It was a natural connection.
And one that Pamela, with her pussy smoldering, found very, very exciting....
CHAPTER FIVE
Ralph dressed in a business suit and carried his briefcase, playing the role of the good provider who had to do some weekend work. He stopped to kiss his wife before he left. Pamela looked so delectable with her legs spread and her fuck-hole spilled over like an erupting volcano that he was greatly tempted to jump on her voluptuous body and throw a fast fuck into her.
But he resisted the impulse.
He wanted to have plenty of spunk left for Mary Sillitoe, knowing how much that lascivious housewife appreciated lots of jism.
He felt a bit guilty for leaving his wife unfucked after she had so kindly sucked him off.
But Pamela didn't seem to mind.
And, of course, Ralph had no idea of what the woman had planned for her pussy.
He left and got the car out, although Mary lived only down the street and he could have walked. It was all part of his deceit.
Halfway down Bay Street, he saw Mary's daughter going from door to door, taking orders for cookies. He slowed the car and gazed admiringly at the sexy girl. He was glad to see that she wasn't home, of course, so that there would be no delay in sinking his cock into her mother-but the sight of the little minx turned him on.
The breeze was whipping her short skirt up, showing lots of slim, suntanned thigh and even a fleeting glimpse of tiny bikini panties.
Ralph would have dearly loved to dip his cock into that piece of teenaged tart.
But he didn't think that would ever happen and had to be satisfied with her mother.
Just then Duke Masters crossed the street and stopped to speak to Sheba.
Ralph wondered if the young man was fucking his lover's daughter. It gave him a kick to imagine those Bay Street kids fucking.
He drove on with his prick beginning to get stiff again. He went past Mary's house and saw that the shades were arranged as a signal. He drove around the block so that his car wasn't parked in front of the Sillitoe house, then walked back.
Mary opened the door as he came up the front walk, smiling and happy to see him.
They went straight to the bedroom.
The tawny-haired woman was wearing only a negligee, which she immediately removed before sprawling out wantonly on the bed.
It took Ralph a bit longer to undress. He gazed at her ripe curves lustfully as he removed his clothing, then joined her on the bed.
They kissed, feeding each other tongue sandwiches. He felt her tits and she rubbed his cock and balls. But it was just a formality. Neither of the adulterous lovers needed much foreplay, and this wasn't a romantic affair, it was purely physical.
"Fuck me, Ralph!" she gasped.
He rolled on top of her. She arched her back and spread her legs wide, and he guided the tip of his cock into her steamy cunt .
He trembled as her tight cunt began to pull on the head of his cock.
Mary had a remarkable cunt .
Her pussy was sucking on his cock-knob like a bearded mouth giving him a blow-job.
Ralph held himself over her, his weight on his knees and elbows. He hadn't begun to thrust, but her fuck-hole was swallowing him inch by inch.
He ducked down to suck a swollen nipple, and looked down into her groin, watching the woman's greedy cunt suck his cock-meat in steadily.
His fat prick was splitting her creamy pussy open and cream was flooding down her groin, dampening the sheet under her jerking ass, trickling into the crack between her wriggling asscheeks and turning her crotch swampy.
It felt as if his prick were being sucked into a pool of quicksand.
"Give it to me, lover!" she moaned. "Give me all of your big prick!"
Ralph tensed and lunged savagely, and his cock fucked in to the roots. His balls slapped against the cheeks of her upthrust ass with a solid thud, and her cunt gripped him tightly, glued to the hilt.
Ralph held his prick buried, grinding his cock around in her pussy. Her cunt was contracting, molding itself to the contours of his cock.
Mary undulated and squirmed, loving the feel of having her hot fuck-hole stuffed to the core. His cock pulsated up the length of her pussy and the huge cock-head was throbbing savagely in the depths.
She started to buck while Ralph was still holding his cock buried. She pulled her pussy up and down on a few inches of his prick, adding friction to the clinging sensation of her cunt .
Ralph joined her in the action.
"Ahhhhhh! Fuck my ass off!" she gasped.
She pumped down as he stuffed it in. His cock was levering in her cunt and his cockknob was flaring like a hot ember in the core.
They fucked rapidly, then more slowly, changing the pace to make it last. His ass was corkscrewing and her crotch was jolting in rhythm.
When Ralph pulled his cock back, Mary jerked her hips around so that her fuck-hole was winding on his cock like a socket on a plug. Then she pumped her pussy down to meet his next thrust.
Ralph fed her a long, slow, underslung thrust, his balls dragging along the bed.
Then he reared up and fucked in from above so that every inch of his cock sped across her frenzied clit as it sank in.
His cock hissed in and her cunt squished as it sucked on his fat prick. His balls were rolling up against her ass, whacking her like sandbags, his cum-load sloshing around in a gooey tide.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" she panted, defining the action each time he plunged in.
Her hips were pumping like pistons. Her belly heaved and her ass churned. Mary was fucking herself silly on his hard cock, undulating and wriggling and moaning with the joy of it.
Her voluptuous form curled as she undulated in a wanton waltz beneath him, dancing on his prick.
Her pretty face was a mask of passion as she jerked her blonde head from side to side on the pillow, biting her full lower Up, her eyes glazed.
He fucked in furiously, almost tossing her off the end of his prick as the knob bottomed out in the very depths of her pussy.
He grasped her by the firm cheeks of her ass, steadying her pelvis platform as he thrust in. Her fuck-hole was clinging to his cock, milking his meat. She was sodden with cunt -cream, but her pliable pussy was clutching him as tightly as a virgin's cunt .
He pounded in and pulled out, tugging against the suction of her seething pussy.
"Cum in my cunt, baby!" she wailed.
He was almost pulling her pussy inside out as the lips clung to his cock on the backstroke. Then he hammered it in balls deep again, shaking her, rattling her pelvis, stuffing her to the brim.
Mary jerked her knees up and hooked her lush legs around his haunches, clasping him in a scissor-grip. Her heels drummed on his ass as if beating the cadence, urging him to fuck her faster.
Then her feet flew up, her toes pointing toward the ceiling. She began to pump as if she were pedaling a bicycle up a steep, bumpy incline.
She was rolling her hips from side to side as her belly slid up and down, adding torque to the friction. She had a cunt like a meat grinder.
Her clit was starting to spasm against his cock-shaft as he fucked in and tugged out, levering his iron-hard cock against the nub.
Pre-cum was spilling from his piss-hole lavishly as he surged toward the peak, about set to join Mary at the crest of their creamy fuck.
She cupped her loins and hooked her knees, fucking as fast as Ralph, driving her pussy up and down as she met his thrusts in counterpoint.
"Shoot, darling, spunk in me!" she gurgled.
His cock stuffed in her cunt -cum came bubbling from the hairy slot, soaking her crotch and drenching over his rolling balls lavishly.
Ralph was almost at the peak.
He fucked in violently, driving his cock through the thick goo of her climax. Her ass was a blur as she whipped her cunt up and down furiously. She couldn't seem to fuck him fast enough.
"Take it, baby!" he gasped.
His balls blew out as they slapped into her groin and the jizz jets began to hose her steadily. Mary cried out in rapture when she felt the hot, thick cock-slime blowing from his meaty prick.
His cum felt like a load of melted lead as it spilled into her pussy. She could feel the jets spray from his cock-knob, then feel the gooey stuff sloshing around in the core of her cunt -hole.
Her cunt -cum seeped out and mixed with his cock-cream, and as he thrust his cock up her pussy, their mingled fuck-goo came bubbling from the rim, filling her groin with a foaming tide.
They came together-and for a long time.
But at last Ralph began to flag.
A last squirt of jizz shot out and he stopped shooting. He kept on fucking, though, spilling out the dregs.
His strokes were becoming jerky now, but his cock stayed fat and firm, although his balls were hanging slack and deflated.
He missed a stroke, losing the beat.
The insatiable housewife continued to pull her pussy up and down on his prick, as passionate as ever, a single climax hardly making the slightest dent in her lust.
As Ralph slowed down and faltered, Mary hammered her fuck-hole savagely on the cock-meat, milking out a few last drops from his piss-hole as she fucked herself through the ebbing spasms of her orgasm.
At last she slowed, then stopped moving and they clung together, still coupled.
Ralph bent down and kissed her lovingly, as if to express his gratitude for the great fuck she had given him. He started to pull out, but she had her thighs hooked around his hips, holding him in a velvet vise, gripping him securely in a carnal clamp.
She wanted to fuck again without having him remove his prick for even a moment.
It was fine with Ralph, who couldn't get enough of the lewd lady. His prick was still stiff and his balls were already filling up again.
Mary was a super fuck.
He didn't think that she was any better than his own passionate wife, who was also a great lay, but she was just as good-and Ralph figured that variety was the spice of a man's sex life.
Little did he know that his wife shared that taste for a varied sex-and in even more diverse fashion than Ralph.
Ralph kept his cock buried in Mary's cunt and she worked her pussy muscles, making her cunt ripple up and down on his cock as if she had a secret hand inside her, jerking him off in her pussy.
He could feel his balls swelling again as his virile sperm factories pumped more jizz in drop by drop. The action of Mary's talented cunt was rapidly bringing Ralph back to readiness.
His cock had never softened much, and now it was as hard and as vibrant as if he hadn't just gotten his rocks off. His balls swelled solidly. He began to thrust in and pull out, and she met his pace.
They were slow-fucking now.
Having creamed off together once, they were going to make the second fuck last for a long time, screwing with passionate patience. His cock inched into her, and she squirmed down to engulf it.
It was like fucking in a boat, gently rocking to the undulating waves, turning on the tide. The bed swayed under them as they fucked tenderly, and the thick cum-load he had shot into her was already sloshing inside her.
Her cunt seemed tighter than ever.
Full of jizz and cunt -goo now, the seething fuck-hole was plastered to his prick like a paste pot. His prick slithered in through his own fuck-slime, bow waves of spunk breaking sluggishly around the meaty prow.
Mary threw her legs wide apart, clamped them around his hips, then spread them open again. She tucked her loins down to take his sliding cock across her clit, then bridged up to take a rising thrust.
"Nice and easy, baby, nice and slow! Make it last!" the blonde whimpered.
Ralph knew that she couldn't get enough prick, and that they would be fucking for hours. It was a lovely prospect, to be sure. But to his credit, he did give a thought to his loving wife, feeling a twinge of guilt.
Ralph wasn't guilty because he was cheating on Pamela, for he figured that what she didn't know wouldn't hurt her. But he knew that he had been selfish, leaving her unfucked after she had been kind enough to suck him off as he slept.
He knew that Pamela would be eagerly awaiting his return, hot for a cunt ful, desperate for a good fucking.
By the time he had finished fucking Mary Sillitoe to a frazzle, it was un-likely that he would have any vigor left in his loins.
But he figured it would be okay.
If he couldn't manage to fuck her, he could always go down on her and make her cum with his tongue. That would do the job satisfactorily, he knew.
But Pamela, as it happened, didn't wait for Ralph to do the job.
CHAPTER SIX
Alice Trueblood was still at the kitchen table, toying with the cunt -like creases of a Danish pastry when she heard a knock at the back door.
She was thrilled to find Pamela Danforth standing on her doorstep, like the stuff of dreams suddenly and magically materialized.
"My husband had to go to the office today, so I thought we could have a chat," Pamela said.
Alice invited her in and they both sat down at the kitchen table. There was a tension in the air as they gazed at each other.
They both felt pretty sure that they had the same thing in mind, but neither was willing to just come right out and suggest it.
"Ralph works on the weekends, huh?" Alice asked.
"Not as a rule. He had to today, though-but he forgot to tell me and it worked out really frustrating-"
"Oh? Why is that, honey?"
Pamela blushed.
"Well, I sucked him off while he was still sleeping," she said, looking demure.
"Oh, yuck!" Alice said, grimacing.
Pamela looked amused.
"Don't you like to suck cock?" she asked.
"Not much," Pamela said. "Sucking is-well-"
She broke off uncertainly. The tip of her tongue was showing in her slightly parted lips.
"Anyhow, I milked his meat, thinking that he would fuck me afterward, but then he had to dash off-and it left me really randy."
Alice stared speculatively at the raven-haired beauty, still not absolutely sure and not wanting to make any mistakes that might alienate the neighbor.
"I was so hot that I almost gave myself a hand-job," Pamela said. "But that seemed sort of childish. If only Ralph had given me some head, at least."
Alice was visibly trembling, and Pamela knew that she had guessed right about the woman.
"You like to have your pussy sucked, huh?" Alice whispered.
"Oh, yes! Doesn't everyone?"
"I-if-if you-"
"I sure wish that someone would give me some head this morning," Pamela said. "Anyone!"
Alice raised her eyes again and found that the dark-haired neighbor was staring at her challengingly. Pamela looked impish and amused-but excited, as well, like a woman about to embark on an adventure.
"Have you ever had a woman do it for you, honey?" Alice asked in a tremulous voice.
"No," Pamela said. "But I wouldn't mind!"
"Are you teasing me?" Alice signed.
"No, Alice, not at all!" Pamela whispered.
"Would you like me to tongue-fuck you?" Alice whimpered, licking her lips.
"I thought you'd never ask," Pamela chirped.
"You knew I was a dyke, huh?"
"I wasn't sure. But you were dropping some hints yesterday and-I thought about it all night...."
Alice's tongue was flashing around as if she were getting it limbered up for some exercise. She could hardly believe how lucky she was. She had planned on trying to seduce the gorgeous, voluptuous married woman, but she had figured it would take time. Now she was drooling, feeling as if her tongue was going to melt.
"I've never made love with a woman, but I want to, Alice, I want to with you!" Pamela moaned.
And Alice wanted it even more.
Alice, long and lithe and lean, got down on her knees on the floor. Her tongue was hanging out like the calling card of a lesbian.
Pamela pulled her skirt up, revealing the fact that she wasn't wearing any panties. She had obviously had a very good idea of how things were going to turn out on this neighborly visit.
She parted her thighs and showed the cunt -lapper her steamy, swampy pussy.
"Ohhhhhh!" Alice moaned.
She was staring at Pamela's pussy like a hungry child at a bakery window, longing for a taste of the cream buns and pastry on display.
Pamela pushed her cunt up, advertising.
Alice inhaled the hot fuck-hole fumes and let her own breath play over Pamela's pussy.
"Eat my cunt !" Pamela gasped.
The married woman was keen to discover what it felt like to get tongue-fucked by a female-and she was also thinking that it might be a kinky kick to suck Alice's tasty cunt, as well, to find out the pleasures involved in both halves of deviate oral sex.
Pamela, left randy by her faithless and thoughtless spouse, was really in the mood to have a new adventure. And if lesbian love was naughty, that only made the prospect more exciting to her.
Alice, being a confirmed cunt -lapper, was slobbering for sexy Pamela's pussy, yet she was in no hurry to dive and start dinner.
She was going to be initiating Pamela in the art of pussy-gobbling, and she wanted to make it a memorable affair, so that her next-door neighbor would be eager for lots more loving in the future, making a steady supply of cunt readily available.
Alice began to kiss and lick Pamela's feet, then sucked on her wriggling toes, giving the raven-haired beauty a hint of how her lips would soon be nursing greedily away on her aroused clit.
Pamela toe-fucked Alice's mouth.
Alice licked up the slick inside of one calf and thigh, then lapped back down the other, avoiding the vital contact with her smoldering pussy.
Alice was the sort of lady who would rather eat cunt than anything else imaginable-but having a girlfriend who wanted to return the favor was always a nice touch, especially when her mouth had never been on a cunt before. It was like breaking her cherry at both ends as she introduced her to cunt -sucking.
The short-haired woman kissed back up Pamela's trembling thigh and turned her face across to the other, brushing her nose on Pamela's clit.
She snorted and snuffled and sniffed, and Pamela jerked as if on fire.
"Do me! Do me!" Pamela squealed.
Alice flicked her nimble tongue against Pamela's clit, and Pamela shuddered. Alice licked lightly up her unfurled cunt lips, then lapped into her pussy-hole, spooning out a tongueful of cunt -cream.
"Ahhhhhh! Yummy!" she groaned.
She slurped in again, sampling Pamela's cunt like a wine taster. Alice's experienced palate was thrilled by the succulence of Pamela's pussy. She planned on eating in those lunchbox loins a lot from now on, and the fact that Pam's pussy was scrumptious made the prospect of daily dining even more wonderful.
She licked for awhile, then clamped her mouth to the hole and began to suck as she slid her tongue in, French-kissing Pamela's fuck-hole adoringly.
Pamela clamped her thighs around Alice's head for an instant, but then she threw them wide apart again so that the cunt -lapper was free to grovel as she would-knowing that Alice was not going to take her face away before she had finished the feast.
She hooked her knees over Alice's shoulders and jerked her cunt around, mopping her face, coating her with pussy-cream from her chin to her cheekbones.
Muffled, muted suction sounds drifted from Pamela's crotch as Alice rooted and rutted around, sucking and tongue-fucking in conjunction.
No one had ever sucked her cunt so well before, Pamela realized. But of course, no female face had ever been stuck to her fuckhole before. It was plain that a woman naturally knew more about eating a pussy than a man, having one of her own and knowing the ways of the female body better than any male ever could.
Alice was skilled and experienced and, best of all, totally enthusiastic. It pleased Pamela to see how much the woman was relishing her cunt .
Cunt -juice poured down Pamela's crotch and into the crack of her ass as she perched on the edge of the kitchen chair. Alice ducked down and snaked her tongue in, slurping the seepage back out of the musky cleft, then slid back up to suck her pussy again.
She nursed on Pamela's clit, then sucked her cunt -hole, all the while stabbing her tongue as deep up her hot pussy as it would reach.
Horny to begin with, and doubly aroused because this was her first lesbian experience, Pamela was already soaring to the peak.
Alice was enjoying the snack so much that she considered coming up for air and giving Pamela a moment to cool off and recede from the creamy crest so that she could make a longer meal out of it.
But she was hot to drink Pam's cunt -cum, and knew that this would only be the first of many times when Pamela's pussy melted in her mouth.
She began to suck with concentration, working toward the gooey conclusions.
"Cum! Cum! Cum!" she whimpered.
"Ummmmm! Drink me, Alice!"
Pamela's clit went off like a blasting cap and the core of her cunt spasmed. Her cunt juice poured out in a deluge, creamy and hot.
Alice sucked out every precious drop.
Her lips were suctioning like a vacuum cleaner, glued to Pamela's pussy-gash, her head turning from side to side like a terrier shaking a wet rat.
Then she used her tongue to scoop up all the overflow from Pamela's crotch and inner thighs and out of the crack of her ass.
She sat back on her heels, smiling dreamily, her mouth all glistening with pussy-goo.
"Nice?" she asked.
"Oh, darling, that was absolutely the best tongue-fucking I've ever had!" Pamela sighed.
"I'm glad. Your pussy is so scrumptious. I hope I can eat you a lot."
"Yes, yes, every day-breakfast and lunch!"
Alice was looking eager. "Do you still want to?"
Pamela understood and grinned saucily.
"Oh yes, I want to suck your cunt as much as I wanted you to suck me!" she moaned.
"Why don't we go to bed?" Alice said, looking forward to a long suck-session in comfort.
Pamela nodded.
That way she wouldn't have to worry about explaining a set of skinned knees to her husband.
Alice got up, and Pamela stood. They kissed lovingly, sharing the flavor of her fuck-hole as the residue slid back and forth between their lips.
They were about to go to the bedroom.
But then the doorbell rang.
Alice looked pained at the interruption. But she figured she had better answer the door and get rid of whoever it was, not wanting the annoyance and distraction of the doorbell to disrupt their lovemaking.
She grinned, shrugged, and left the kitchen. She planned on being right back.
But Pamela was agitated.
She didn't know who was at the door, or whether Alice might invite them in. But she sure as hell didn't want to be found in the lesbian's kitchen looking well-sucked and hungry. Pamela was determined to eat pussy, but she wasn't ready to come out of the closet yet.
So Pamela, with her cunt satisfied but her tongue still hungry for cunt, decided to slip out the back way and go home, to avoid any embarrassing discovery. She would wait for a few minutes and then telephone Alice to make sure the coast was clear.
She left, crossed the back yard and went back into her own house.
Since she still planned on a long session of lesbian love, she decided to play with her pussy a bit while she killed a few minutes before telephoning. It would be a good idea to be hot and creamy again when she returned to Alice's arms.
She went into the downstairs bedroom and sprawled on the bed, ready for a pussy rubbing, but not intending to cum-just to get her cunt smoldering again in preparation for more sucking.
It was a fateful decision.
The downstairs bedroom happened to have a window that looked out on the side porch.
But she didn't think of that-yet.
* * *
Alice opened her front door and found Sheba Sillitoe standing there. Her mouth began to water at the mere sight of the nubile teenager, with her bouncy tits and long, sleek legs showing below her short skirt.
If Sheba had been alone, and Alice did not already have a guest in the house, she might not have been able to resist the urge to ask the girl in and try to seduce her, despite all the trouble she had had the last time she'd sucked a teenaged cunt .
But Alice thought that Pamela Danforth was still waiting in the kitchen, and Sheba had a young man with her, so no connection was made then and there.
Sheba gave Alice a sample cookie.
Alice nibbled it, wishing she could dip it in the lovely young girl's pussy to juice it up. The cookie was quite tasty, really, probably the flavor was enhanced by the residue of cunt -cum on her tongue-and Alice agreed to buy a box and signed the order form.
The youngsters went off, but Alice lingered at the door for a moment, admiring the provocative swing of the blonde girl's adorable ass.
Then, as horny as ever and inspired by the teenager's nubile charms. Alice closed the door and returned to the kitchen-and was shocked to discover that Pamela was no longer there. Had it all been a dream? she wondered. But no, the smell of pussy still hung in the room, permeating the kitchen.
She guessed correctly, that Pamela had fled for fear of being found in suspicious circumstances, and Alice settled down to wait, hoping the woman would soon return.
Which was what Pamela had planned.
But Pamela got sidetracked.
* * *
"She looks like a dyke, huh?" Sheba said as they turned down the sidewalk.
Duke shrugged, not knowing much about such things-and never dreaming that sexy Sheba Sillitoe would be interested in a lesbian.
They moved on to the next house.
They might have gone to the front door, but fate had taken a hand, and they went up the steps to the side porch, where the window looked in on the downstairs bedroom-and yet another connection was made....
CHAPTER SEVEN
Sheba walked straight past the window, heading for the side door. But Duke glanced in and stopped dead in his tracks, his jaw hanging open.
Since Duke had been fairly treading on her heels and rubbing his swollen groin against her lovely ass every chance he got, Sheba glanced back to see why he had stopped following her so closely.
The side porch was enclosed and offered plenty of privacy, and she had expected the horny young man to be brushing against her more, taking advantage of the shelter. When she saw that he was gaping in the window, Sheba walked back, curious. She, too, looked in.
And her jaw also dropped open.
Pamela Danforth was sitting on the edge of the bed, her skirt drawn up above her lush hips. She didn't have any panties on, and she was stroking her cunt and smiling as she looked down into her groin, watching the self-stimulation.
"Holy shit!" Sheba gasped.
The teenagers exchanged a conspiratorial grin and, by tacit understanding, stayed there at the window to spy on the finger-fucking.
Duke was quite naturally aroused to see a voluptuous woman frigging herself.
Sheba's feelings were more complex.
She played with her own cunt a lot, and it interested her to discover that a married woman still resorted to self-stroking. The girl had always assumed that once she was wed and had all the prick that she wanted, she would no longer need to frig herself.
Then, too, speculations as to whether the newly arrived resident next door might be a lesbian had gotten Sheba thinking lustfully about female bodies-and Pamela certainly had a body to inspire such thoughts.
So Duke's prick began to pulse and swell and Sheba's tongue began to tingle as they peeped.
As the kids looked in, Pamela, not yet aware that she was being observed by peepers on her porch, ran the tips of her fingers up her open cunt -slot and flicked them lightly against her stiff clit.
She was making herself plenty hot again, both by the caress and by imagining all the things she would be doing with Alice Trueblood very soon.
But she didn't want to cream off on her hands and she figured she had better stop rubbing her pussy. She guessed it would be okay to phone Alice now.
As she looked up, she saw the two kids at the window.
She blushed guiltily and was about to yank her skirt down and hide her shame.
But then it struck her that she was in her own bedroom and had every right to be playing with her pussy if she wanted to. It was the kids who were being naughty by playing the peeper on her.
And if it turned the teenagers on to watch, it also turned Pamela on to know they were looking, to perform for their prying eyes. Instead of aborting the frigging, she decided to make it an exhibition.
The thrill of being observed was enhanced, too, by the fact that one of the young voyeurs happened to be a sexy young lady.
Because of what had happened with Alice Trueblood, Pamela's kids ducked back, but she pretended to be unaware of their presence. She began to undress.
Moving slowly, like an exotic dancer, she stripped her clothing off and stood naked beside the bed. She turned, letting them admire her curvy body from all angles. She could feel their eyes burning into her naked flesh, making her tingle all over.
She cupped her heavy tits and pulled at the tips, then dropped her head and sucked her nipples into her lips, looking towards the window through fluttering lashes. It thrilled her to see how excited the teenagers looked.
She dipped at the knees and cupped a hand over her cunt, her palm on the raven dark cunt -bush and her fingers trailing into her groin.
She turned and, with back to the window, leaned over as if she were going to touch her toes, showing them her crotch from behind. Then she placed her open hands on the cheeks of her ass and spread the firm gloves open, giving them a glimpse of her asshole, as well.
Duke was thinking how wonderful it would be to sink his cock into that creamy cunt .
Sheba was having really naughty ideas about licking that gooey pussy and clit--and Pamela's tight little shitter looked mighty tasty, too.
Pamela lay down on the bed and spread her thighs wide apart. She didn't touch her wet cunt for awhile, letting the kids have a clear look at it.
Then she began to frig with both hands, but she was careful to reach in from the sides so that she wasn't blocking their view of her pussy as she fingered it.
She stroked her pussy and played with her swollen clit, moving slowly, grinding her pelvis around in a fucking motion. She wasn't trying to cream off yet. She was enjoying putting on this passion play for the watchers more than she was enjoying the caress.
Cunt -juice streamed from her fuck-hole and washed down her crotch in a milky tide. She brought a hand up to her mouth and licked her fingers, then sucked them.
She was driving the kids crazy.
* * *
"Wanna fool around while we watch, Duke?" Sheba hissed from the side of her mouth, her eyes glued to Pamela's groin, unwilling to look away for even a moment.
"Yeah!" he grunted.
Sheba tucked her loins in and shoved her ass back, tilting it up. Duke slipped his hand under her short skirt and into her crotch from behind.
She was so hot and wet that he thought that her bikini panties must have melted.
He worked his hand inside the crotchband.
"Take em off!" she moaned, not wanting him to have to fumble around inside her panties. He tugged the sodden things down over her ass and hips. They dropped down her legs and she stepped out of them.
He sank three fingers up into her fuck-hole.
She was hot enough to blister his hands, he figured-but it would be a small price to pay for the privilege of playing with that seething pussy.
He began to stab in and out and work the edge of his thumb against her clit.
Sheba jerked and wriggled on his hand.
Then, groping behind her blindly, she opened his fly and hauled his cock and balls out. His prick was so big and hard that she managed to tear her eyes away from the window long enough to glance down at it. But then she looked at Pamela through the glass again.
Sheba had seen plenty of pricks, and she was more interested in the raven-haired woman's cunt, at the moment.
She cupped Duke's balls, lifting the heavy sac as if she were weighing his cum-load in her palm.
Then her hand slid up and folded around his iron-hard cock-shaft. She gripped it and felt it throb. She began to pull her fist up and down, skimming lightly to begin with, her palm and encircling fingers barely brushing over the meaty prick.
Then she tightened her grip and began to frig him firmly. His foreskin rolled up over the mushroom-shaped cock-head, then skinned back, and that huge purple slab flared out like the head of a hooded cobra about to strike.
They were both much too horny for this mutual love play to last long.
Sheba's fuck-hole began to spasm and her clit started to go off like a machine gun. Cunt -cum poured down the insides of her thighs in a creamy tide as Duke whipped his fingers up her hot pussy-hole and worked his thumb against her exploding clit.
His balls spasmed as Sheba pumped down toward them and a great gout of cock-slime shot from his prick.
His jizz splattered against the window, frosting the glass.
Sheba milked more fuck-juice from his prick as her cunt kept on creaming. They were afraid that Pamela might notice the spunk on the window, but they were not about to stop even at risk of discovery.
Pamela did see that cloudy film, of course.
And it thrilled her so much that her cunt began to gush.
The kids were gazing through a mist of spunk now as Duke's jizz turned the glass opaque-but they still saw the pussy-cum pour out of Pamela's pussy. Seeing the woman cum inspired them further, and both naughty kids kept right on juicing off.
They were both staggering, legs turning weak as they drained off. But a single climax was barely enough to put even a dent in their desire.
Sheba's cunt stopped flowing and began to heat right up again, and her clit stayed as stiff and swollen as if she hadn't just spilled a lavish load of cunt -cum onto Duke's hand.
His prick stopped spraying the window, but still stood rampant in her stroking fist, and his balls were already charging themselves with another cum-load.
Both teenagers had the same thought.
Hand-jobs were not going to be nearly enough to satisfy them on this occasion.
And that was a thought that the raven-haired exhibitionist was also sharing.
Pamela finished climaxing and began to lap her gooey palms and slimy fingers, wanting Sheba to know that she loved the taste of cunt -cum.
She wanted to perform more, too.
But she had already let them watch her finger-fucking herself, and variety was better than repetition.
How naughty was she willing to be?
She thought about it-but not for long.
Then Pamela reached out to the bedside phone and called Alice Trueblood.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"Darling? Why did you leave?" Alice asked.
"I thought you had guests."
"Just a girl selling cookies," Alice said.
Pamela grinned, realizing why Sheba had come onto her side porch-not that the reason mattered, as long as she and her boyfriend were there to be entertained.
"Alice, I'm in bed-naked! Why don't you come over here, honey? I'll wait where I am!"
Alice squealed her enthusiastic assent.
"Use the back door," Pamela said, not wanting Alice to come via the side porch and realize that their lovemaking was going to be a performance.
Alice assumed that Pamela wanted the visit to be their secret, and that she should use the back door so that none of the neighbors saw her arrive.
But Alice didn't give a shit about reasons-as long as she got some pussy.
"I'll be there in a minute," she said.
Pamela replaced the phone and, to make sure that she kept the audience enthralled, she played with her cunt again, lightly stroking and tilting her groin up to give the kids a good vista.
Then she heard the back door open and close, and a moment later, her lesbian lover walked in.
Alice approached the bed, her gaze on Pamela's groin, looking like a hungry tiger stalking some juicy prey. She was about to pounce on Pam's pussy.
"Wait! Get undressed first, honey!" Pamela panted.
She gave Alice a sexy smile and ran her tongue across her parted lips.
"It's my turn to be fed!" she said. Alice began to strip.
And two teenagers were pleasantly surprised ...
* * *
Duke, being a young man and rather naive, was amazed to realize that a feminine, sexy married woman was having an affair with a dyke.
He didn't understand about women.
But Sheba, who had such bisexual inclinations herself, was thrilled to the core.
They both watched with bated breath.
Alice had a great body, lean and sinewy as a ballet dancer or an acrobat. Her tits were small, but they were capped by rosy nipples as big as half dollars and as stiff as pink gumdrops.
Her crotch was a thicket of curls and her pussy was juicing like a waterfall.
She lay down beside Pamela.
"Beds are better than kitchen chairs," Pamela said as she began to kiss Alice passionately, licking her lips and exploring her mouth with her tongue, practicing how she was going to tongue-fuck her cunt .
She worked down Alice's willowy torso, pausing to suck her nipples, switching from peak to peak and making them swell in her lips.
She slid lower and licked out Alice's bellybutton, then slurped in her curly cunt bush. Her tongue slid through the hairy vee like a moist pink rodent scurrying through the undergrowth, matting the silken tresses with drool. She went on down, licking Alice's inner thighs.
Alice's leg muscles were taut as she threw her legs wide apart and tilted her cunt up like some delectable shellfish coated with cream sauce and served on a hairy platter.
The tantalizing aroma was making Pamela's head spin with dizzy desire. She had been looking forward to her first suck of cunt -and now the pleasure was magnified by the fact that two teenagers were watching, as well.
Her tongue flicked out and tapped against Alice's surging clit. She sucked that swollen bud into her lips, pulling it in and out, sucking the nub as if it were a small prick.
"Ohhhhh! Oooooohhhh! Ooooohhhh" Alice whimpered.
Pamela discovered that she needed no practice or previous experience. She was a born cunt -lapper.
It didn't surprise her at all.
Alice was shuddering and her cunt was steaming, and Pamela realized that the woman was liable to cream off without delay. Pamela knew that the very best part of eating pussy would be when it gushed in her maw, but she was in no hurry for that magic moment, wanting to enjoy the snack for awhile-and to give the watchers a detailed and varied exhibition in the process.
"Roll over, darling, I wanna suck out your asshole for an appetizer!" she moaned.
Alice gasped and grinned and twisted her lean body around, turning belly-down on the bed.
She hiked her ass up.
Pamela spread her hard asscheeks apart and ran her tongue up the musky cleft, making Alice squirm and wriggle and moan at the sensation.
Tilting her head so that the kids could see all the juicy details, Pamela began to dance her tongue into Alice's tiny brown shit-slot.
"Yeah! Lick my asshole!" Alice wailed.
Pamela was thrilled by her first taste of female shit-hole. She stabbed her tongue in, slurping around, relishing the tart, tangy flavor.
"Suck my shitter, darling!" Alice gasped.
Pamela began to suck the brown ring as she slid her tongue up Alice's asshole. She drooled into Alice's asshole, then sucked her own saliva back, out and swallowed it, flavored from Alice's succulent shit.
"Ummmm! Yummy!" she sighed.
She was spending plenty of time on this anal appetizer, in no rush to dive into Alice's cunt -slot again, whetting her appetite for that main course.
And the porch peepers were getting desperate.
* * *
"Do you lick ass and pussy, Duke?" Sheba whined.
"Yeah!" the boy gasped.
"Do me while I watch," she said.
Duke was of two minds about that.
He was hungry for Sheba's ass and cunt, but he wanted to see the lesbian lovers, as well, and he couldn't watch if his face was buried in the girl's groin.
Sheba understood his hesitation.
"It won't take long, Duke," she said. "I'll cream straight off."
He figured he would have time to suck Sheba off and still get his head back up to see the creamy conclusion of the bedroom action.
But he still hesitated, his gaze fixed on Pamela's tongue as the nimble pink slab probed around in Alice's puckered shitter.
Sheba gave him an added incentive.
"Suck my cunt, Duke, and then I'll suck your cock while you watch!" she whispered.
And that was all the coaxing he needed.
Duke sank to his knees and buried his head under Sheba's short skirt. He ran his tongue up the crack of her ass and -rimmed out her asshole as she wiggled with pleasure, her trim asscheeks jammed to his forehead.
Then he slurped on down into her crotch and started to suck her cunt with relish.
Sheba bent over and mopped her pussy across his face as she watched Pamela reaming Alice's shitter. The girl began to vibrate all over, shaking herself apart.
Sheba hadn't told him a lie.
Her sweet, succulent pussy started to cream instantly. Her cunt -juice turned to girl-cum and poured past his lips and over his tongue.
Duke drained her to the dregs.
He lapped up the seepage and then lifted his head back up, finding that he hadn't missed much.
Pamela was still eating Alice's asshole. And now Duke was in for a treat, too....
CHAPTER NINE
Sheba kissed Duke on the Ups and sucked his tongue to get a sweet taste of her own cunt -cum.
Then she dropped to her knees.
Her face was level with his groin then, but, as she had figured and hoped, her head was still high enough to see over the windowsill, so that she could still enjoy peeping while she sucked prick.
Duke's cock was standing high, the cockknob glowing like a lightbulb and plenty of thick jizz dribbling from the piss-hole.
Sheba began to lick his slimy cock-knob.
Her gleaming eyes were moving back and forth as she gazed at the savory cock in her face and then at the rim session on the bed.
She was hungry for Duke's fuck-juice, but in no hurry to milk him off, knowing it would be a bigger kick to wait until Pamela was drinking Alice off before she swallowed Duke's thick wad-sort of like taking part in a daisy chain at a distance.
Duke was thrusting his cock out, trying to sink it into her mouth, but she eluded it and dipped down to lick at his hairy, swollen balls and slurp up and down his throbbing cock-shaft.
She held his hips and turned him.
Emulating Pamela, she licked up the crack of his ass and sucked on his spicy asshole. It made her feel deliciously depraved to nurse on his asshole-but she had a pretty good idea that a female shit slot would be more delicately flavored than a boy's.
It was something that Sheba was determined to find out as soon as she got the chance.
She reamed his shitter a bit, then turned him back around and began to lap at his cockhead and balls some more. The meaty flavor and the nutty succulence were making Sheba drool, and as she lapped up his oily pre-cum, it made her lust for his full load.
"Suck it, baby! Suck and swallow my spunk!" Duke moaned, desperate to cum again, his handsome face all contorted by desire.
"Yes, Duke, I'll drink your jizz!" she gasped, tonguing into his piss-hole. "But don't shoot right away! I want a nice, long suck on your cock-meat before I gargle your goo, baby!"
Her lips parted and she allowed him to slip the head of his cock into her mouth. Her tongue slid against the underside of the tasty, meaty prick as her lips nursed on the shaft just below the knob.
He held her lovely face between his open hands and tried to fuck her face.
But she knew that he would blow his wad quickly if she let him use her mouth like a cunt, so she ducked her head up and down as he humped, making sure that she still held only the seething prick-tip in her mouth.
* * *
Pamela snaked her tongue into Alice's asshole, and the lesbian's shit chute sucked as if she were trying to digest that pliable lapper from the back end.
Alice's cunt was steaming, and Pamela knew it was high time to get her mouth on it, before the woman creamed off from the ass-licking.
She took a last slurp of Alice's shit-hole, then turned the lithe lady over onto her back again. Alice jerked her cunt up imploringly.
"Eat me!" she wailed.
Pamela dove in tongue-first, scooping fuck-juice out of her girlfriend's pussy.
Then she clamped her lips to that creamy socket like a suction cup on a clogged drain and began to suck as she flailed and whisked and churned her tongue around in the juicy cunt -hole.
Cunt lapping was as good as Pamela had always imagined it would be-even better. The happily married housewife became a confirmed cunt -eater with the first taste. How lucky she was that a woman like Alice Trueblood had moved into the house next door!
And how lucky, as well, that a nubile blonde teenager happened to be canvassing Bay Street, taking orders for cookies-and providing an audience for the distaff display of tongue and pussy!
Pamela rooted in Alice's cunt, burrowing in deeply but drawing back from time to time so that the kids could get good looks at the pussy she was munching.
Glancing toward the window, she saw only a single figure standing there. It was the boy. Had Sheba become disgusted by the depravity and left?
And why was the boy turned sideways now, instead of facing forward?
She saw that he was fucking.
Then she saw that he was fucking into a blonde head that was bobbing on the end of his cock!
The knowledge that Sheba was giving her boyfriend a blow-job delighted Pamela, and she sucked on Alice's cunt with abandon.
"Ahhhhh!" You're making me cream, darling!" Alice gurgled, whipping her ass around as she ground her cunt on Pamela's mouth.
"Yes! Oooohh, yes! Cum for me, Alice!" Pamela moaned.
She seemed to be trying to bury her whole head up Alice's pussy as she gobbled and grazed so frantically.
Pamela's tongue was floating in cunt cum. She was sucking and swallowing, and every time she gulped down a mouthful, Alice's pussy filled up her again. The fuckjuice was fairly spraying from Alice's cunt, drenching all of Pamela's face as she rooted around like a pig, sinking her nose in as well as her tongue.
She held Alice by the cheeks of her high, hard ass and tilted the woman's loins up, as if her cunt were a cup she was drinking deeply from.
Alice was flowing like a fountain. Cunt cream spilled down Pamela's chin and fell onto her thrusting tits, making those delectable tits look like mounds of ice cream topped with marshmallow sauce.
"Cumming! Cumming!" Alice gurgled.
Pamela wolfed the girl-goo down with gusto, loving having a pussy foam over in her lips and on her tongue and loving to have the teenagers see her drinking from that climaxing cunt .
The kids, of course, were inspired.
Sheba's head had been swaying back and forth as Duke humped, so that only the head of his tasty cock was allowed to pass through her lips.
He lunged out and her blonde head ducked back. Then he drew away and her head bobbed down with him, maintaining a mouthful of meaty cock-knob.
Now, seeing that Alice was creaming off in Pamela's ardent face, Sheba began to move her head the other way, diving down as Duke thrust.
Before the girl had been only slurping on his flaring cock-head, but now she was taking the shaft in, as well, swallowing on down as he shoved it out. Duke was fucking her face in earnest now.
He was going wild with the sliding suction, and her mouth was going suck crazy on his cock.
He fed her the top third, then plunged half of his cock into her facial fuck-hole.
She moved her blonde head down, her hair tumbling about her cheeks, feeding more prick-meat in. As he pulled out, her lips distended along his thick cock-shaft, and the girl sucked through every sweet inch.
She bobbed down as if she were ducking for apples in a barrel on a horny Halloween. The gluttonous girl swallowed all of his cock.
"Unghhh! Umpppfffhhh!" She gagged as his bulging, dripping cock-head fucked into her throat.
But she took that big choker gladly, then sighed as she slurped back up.
Her hand pumped lots of preliminary spunk into her mouth already. Her tongue was awash. But it was only pre-cum, and she still had the full load to look forward to. She stared down his cock-shaft as she mouthed the knob, watching his balls inflate more and more, whimpering in anticipation of that lavish load.
His hot prick hissed through the collar of her lips, her mouth making soft suction sounds. He was fucking down her gullet, making her gurgle and hum as he fucked her throat on the deep thrusts.
She spoke on the flaring head of his cock as if she were crooning into a meaty microphone.
"Jism, baby! Jizz me! Whitewash my fucking throat, Duke, darling!"
She panted, sputtering as he fucked into her throat.
"Slime my tongue!" she cried as he pulled back and allowed her to speak again. "Paint my palate! I'm hot to drink your spunk!"
Then he choked off her pleas with another throatful.
His ass corkscrewed as he fucked frantically away. He was still holding her head between his hands, but he had no need to guide or coax her. Sheba knew just what she wanted to do and just how to do it.
He stuffed her mouth with cock-meat. His prick was as hot as a heated poker now, and her saliva was sizzling and steaming on the fiery head and cock-shaft. Drool dribbled from her lips and ran down her cheeks on both sides, streaked through with trickles of pre-cum.
Her head turned as she took his cock-knob into one cheek, then the other, stuffing herself like a chipmunk with a pouch full of nuts.
Then she jumped down and took his cockhead back into her gorge again, deep-throating him, cherishing every inch of his succulent cock.
Stringy globs of jizz slid down her gullet, whetting her appetite and peaking her passion.
She took it all in and held it buried for a moment. His balls were jammed to her mouth, her nose snuffled in his cock-hair and her lips were plastered around the hairy hilt of his prick.
Then she pulled back up, slurping juicily, and nursed on his cock-knob again.
Her tongue was still in action, lashing and laving on the cock-head and shaft, then curving into a moist carpet over which his prick was riding as it fucked in.
"Feed me, Duke!" she panted.
His balls surged as he neared the crest.
"Here-it-cums!" he howled.
His balls spasmed as he lunged in and his first hot dose poured straight down Sheba's throat, warming her belly like a vintage brandy, but not giving her a chance to taste what she was ingesting.
She jerked her head back to his cock-knob and his second dose skimmed over her tongue, making her sensitive taste buds spark and tingle.
Sheba's tongue was echoing her clit. Her tongue was surging in her drooling mouth no just like her clit was flaring in her creaming cunt .
She sucked and swallowed, swallowed and sucked, gargling the goo as it kept spraying her maw. He shot down her throat as he plowed in and hosed her tongue as he jerked back and shot on the recoil.
Her blonde head worked like a pump on the pipeline of his prick, bringing in a gooey gusher each time she bobbed down and milking more out as she pulled back and nursed on his prick-head.
Duke shot off slowly and plentifully, feeding Sheba more fuck-juice than she had ever swallowed at one time in her life.
But finally he stopped squirting.
She sucked up and down a couple more times, then held his cock-head in her lips and pulled the dregs of his cum-load out by pure suction. No longer spurting, the last of his jism curled onto her tongue in gooey ropes.
Cum washed over her tongue, swirled in her cheeks and clung from the roof of her mouth.
She sucked softly until she was sure that she had every precious drop. Then she took her mouth away. The head of his cock was covered with her saliva, polished to a gleaming luster. She licked it a bit, then tipped her head back and opened her mouth wide so that the boy could see the last of his jizz in her mouth.
She swallowed it as he stared in awe, peering into her maw like an astounded dentist.
Smiling, Sheba stood up, ready to watch some more lesbian lovemaking.
It was still in progress.
But about to be interrupted....
CHAPTER TEN
Ralph and Mary had been fucking for a long time. Whenever either of them started to surge toward a climax, they slowed the action, wanting to prolong the adulterous mating as long as possible.
They changed positions.
She got on top for awhile, then knelt down while he fucked her doggy-style, jolting her haunches up and down as he pumped his cock in below.
They fucked face to face, then back to front. They stood beside the bed and fucked hard, disengaging at the last moment and letting their loins cool off before they started again.
Then they played wheelbarrow.
And it was just as well that they did.
Mary had her hands on the floor and Ralph held her haunches up to his belly, slipping his prick into her cunt. He hooked his elbows under her thighs, and she curled her feet up behind his shoulders.
He began to walk around the bedroom, pushing her before him like a plow in fertile soil. Her tits dragged along the carpet as she walked on her hands.
As they fucked up and down the room, they were moving in front of the window.
By sheer good fortune, Ralph glanced out.
"Oh, shit!" he gasped.
Mary heard a car door slam and looked back over her shoulder in alarm.
"It's your husband!" Ralph hissed.
Sillitoe, that traveling man, had returned home unexpected and unannounced. Perhaps her husband-and maybe Sheba's father, although she had never been sure-had come without phoning deliberately, suspecting his spouse of being untrue to him.
As he would certainly have found out had they not been playing plow by the window like a farmer fucking furrows and sowing seed.
Ralph tried to pull his cock out.
Mary was in a panic and her cunt muscles had contracted, gripping him tightly.
For a terrible moment, Ralph thought that they had become stuck together like mating dogs and would be unable to pull apart until her husband came in and threw a bucket of cold water over them!
Sillitoe was coming up the front walk.
Ralph grasped Mary's ass firmly, tugged back hard and his meat came out of her like a hot sword from a tight scabbard. The cock-knob stuck fast in her pussy for an instant, then popped out like a cork from a bottle.
She dropped down, her knees bouncing on the floor and lots of incriminating fuckjuice pouring liberally out of her vacated pussy.
"Run! Hide! Go away!" she gasped, for, promiscuous or not, she did love her husband, who had a big prick and was a good provider and, by working out of town, gave her plenty of time to cuckold him.
Ralph hastily snatched up his clothing and fled the bedroom. Mary was crawling over to the bed as he left. She sprawled out, looking as innocent as a lady could with her fuck-hole all foamy, pretending that she was just starting to wake up.
Ralph dashed down to the kitchen, ducking from the hallway just as the front door opened. He couldn't very well leave the house naked and with his prick sticking out, throbbing and dripping, so he began to get dressed, hoping that Sillitoe wouldn't come down to the kitchen and find him there.
But Sillitoe entered the bedroom.
Ralph heard him speak.
"What? Still in bed at this hour? You lazy cow!" the man shouted.
But he didn't sound at all perturbed, and was probably pleased to get home to a naked wife with a creamy cunt after his days of celibacy on the road. Ralph heard the bed start to creak as the unsuspecting man jumped aboard his luscious lady and began to fuck her faithless pussy-hole with gusto.
"Oh, darling, I was just thinking about you," Mary said.
Ralph finished dressing and sneaked quietly out the kitchen door. He crossed through the back yards and came to the side street where he had left his car, thanking his lucky stars for having taken that precaution instead of parking in the driveway.
Since they had never got to finish their fuck, he was still sporting a big hard-on and a set of balls badly in need of draining.
His hard-on was distorting the cut of his trousers, sticking up like an extra gearshift as he slid behind the steering wheel.
But that presented no problem, since his ever agreeable wife was just down Bay Street. He drove home, hoping that Pamela had not gone out-and, better yet, that she hadn't even gotten out of bed yet.
He knew that he had left her unsatisfied when he'd selfishly left after she had sucked his cum-load off in her mouth. He hoped that she hadn't done anything rash, like finger-fucking herself-that she would still be randy so that he could take care of it, killing two birds with one stone as he emptied his prick off and creamed her cunt to contentment.
Of course, Pamela had gotten up and gone out.
But now she was right back in bed with a bellyful of hot fuck-juice and a sadly neglected cunt .
Only she wasn't alone.
* * *
Sheba and Duke were standing side by side at the porch window again, both well sucked but still randy, as they watched Pamela lick Alice's gooey pussy.
Pamela had sucked up the cunt -cum like a sponge and now she was using her tongue to lap up the stray streams from the crack of Alice's ass.
Alice was licking her chops, waiting for Pamela to finish feeding so that she could have another snack in the dark-haired housewife's crotch.
The teenagers were delighted to see that the lesbian licking was still going on. Sucking each other off had been lovely, but cumming had not in any way lessened or decreased their peepers' passions.
Sheba moved closer to the window so that Duke was standing behind her. His cock was pressed to her ass, and she leaned back, resting her blonde head on his sturdy shoulder.
"Slip it up my cunt, Duke!" she whispered into his ear. "Fuck me while he peek!"
Duke was keen on that suggestion.
If Sheba's pussy was anything like her mouth, he knew that fucking her would be a pure pleasure. He lifted her skirt and dipped at the knees.
His iron-hard prick dragged down through the crack of her ass and the heavy head jerked into her cunt -slit. Her cunt began to suck and nurse on the meaty slab, causing the horny boy to gasp.
He wasn't fucking it to her yet, but her pussy was pulling his prick in!
Not only was her cunt as good as her mouth-it felt just like her mouth! Sheba's cunt was swallowing his cock exactly as her face had, as if both ends of the teenaged sexpot's body were interchangeable.
He held her by her hips as her fuck-hole swallowed his prick.
What a joy to be fucking her cunt while they watched the show continue, the acts of a dyke drama slowly unfolding before them!
But the show-and the case-was about to change....
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Sheba's cunt -hole sucked Duke's cock in until he was buried balls-deep. They held the full penetration as she squirmed around, her round ass pressed back against his lean belly.
Duke was thrilled to feel every inch of his throbbing cock enveloped in hot, clinging cunt, and Sheba was whimpering with the joy of having her creamy cunt stuffed to the core with stiff prick.
They weren't fucking yet. They were holding the coupling while her pussy worked like a mouth on his cock-meat, pulling and sucking, the inner muscles rippling up and down on his cock-shaft as his cock-knob flared deep in her fuck-hole.
Cunt -juice streamed down the inner slopes of her tense thighs as she jiggled around, hung up like a trophy on a meaty hook.
She reached down into her crotch and played with his balls as they swelled.
The kids were waiting for more action in the bedroom before they began to fuck.
* * *
Alice lay back, smiling with well-sucked pleasure, but still looking hungry. Her tongue was flashing in and out of her parted lips enticingly.
Pamela lifted her cream-drenched face out of the dyke's crotch, her jaws dripping.
"Did I do it right, honey? Am I a good cunt -lapper?" she asked eagerly.
"Divine, darling! Your mouth is magic, but now I want to eat you again! Why don't you crawl up here and sit in my face?"
Pamela, her tongue content and her pussy steaming again, began to move up, dragging her sodden pussy up Alice's willow, sinewy body.
She paused, juicing all over Alice's flat belly and into her bellybutton, then shifted higher and squatted over her small tits.
She rubbed her open cunt on Alice's tits and brushed her clit on the swollen peaks. Cunt -juice flooded into the lesbian's shallow cleavage.
Alice craned her neck and tipped her radiant face up, staring down at the creamy cunt that she was yearning to sink her tongue into.
* * *
A car pulled up and turned into the driveway, and Sheba and Duke gulped in horror when they saw that it was Ralph Danforth arriving home.
There was no way to escape.
If he came onto the side porch, he was going to find two teenagers standing at the bedroom window, coupled at cock and cunt .
They waited, terrified to be caught fucking and spying on his property.
But Ralph didn't enter the house by the side porch. He went in the front door, as was only natural for a man entering his own home.
"Pam? You here, baby?" he shouted.
Pam stiffened in shock as she hunkered over her lesbian friend's tits.
Alice gasped in dismay. Alice didn't care about herself, but she was afraid that if they were discovered together in such compromising circumstances, it might put an end to their affair. The thought of never getting to suck Pamela's pussy again distressed her.
Pamela jumped off the lesbian.
"Hide, honey!" she gasped.
Alice leaped up and stooped down to gather up her discarded clothing from the floor. Holding the garments to her tits, she looked around wildly, her eyes wide.
"The closet!" Pamela hissed.
Alice ran across the room and ducked into the closet in the nick of time.
In walked Ralph, a hard-on stuffing his pants and a big smile on his face.
"What are you doing in the spare room, baby?" he asked, slightly puzzled.
The downstairs bedroom was for guests. Pamela was thinking fast.
She had to give him a reason for being in the spare room and, too, needed an excuse for the way her cunt was gushing.
She gave him a sultry look.
"I was in the kitchen and I got to thinking about you-and how you went away without fucking me after I sucked you off-and it made me so hot that I just had to play with my pussy, darling! I was too horny to even go back upstairs, so I just came in here!"
Ralph believed her.
"I hope you didn't cum yet."
"No, honey, I was just going to cream when I heard you come in."
He whipped his clothing off.
Pamela was delighted now that she had escaped discovery and was going to have a chance to put on another performance. The teenagers were still at the window and seemed to be stuck together-and now there was yet another member of the audience, for Alice had left the closet door open just enough to peek out!
Naked, his big cock standing rampant and stiff, Ralph moved to the bed. His wife's cunt really did look exceptionally creamy.
He had a sudden suspicion.
After he had neglected to satisfy her, had she invited some other guy over to fuck her? Maybe summoned a passing stranger from the street or seduced the young delivery boy from the supermarket?
He decided to check it out.
He knelt on the bed and dove on her pussy, licking and sucking with relish. She was sopping wet, but he could only detect the flavor of cunt -juice.
His loving wife had been true to him and, he believed, had only been playing with herself.
But Ralph had made a big mistake.
When he lifted his face out of her groin, Pamela quite naturally twisted down for a suck on his cock, oral foreplay being reciprocal.
But Ralph had rushed from Mary Sillitoe's bed and loins without time to clean up the evidence!
CHAPTER TWELVE
Pamela's tongue fluttered against the tip of his taut cock and she sighed with pleasure. It was always great to taste a prick, and it was doubly good when she was putting on a sex show for the peepers.
She knew that it would drive the teenager's wild, and she guessed that it might make the lesbian in the closet jealous as well as horny.
She slurped his meaty prick in.
Then her facial expression slowly changed from one of passion to a puzzled son of look.
Pamela nursed and nuzzled experimentally, and her taste buds recorded the evidence.
Her husband's prick had been stuck up a creamy cunt quite recently! There could be no doubt of it!
Pamela had always known what her own cunt tasted like, from licking her hands while she played with it, and now she had been relishing the flavor of another woman's pussy, as well, and Ralph's cock was most definitely flavored by fuck-hole!
To give him the benefit of the doubt, she considered the logistics of it and whether he had bathed since the last time he had fucked her own cunt. But there was no excuse for it there, because she had sucked his cock to a shine this very morning, and he had showered afterward, as well. His guilt was evident and plain.
Pamela felt a surge of anger and a twinge of jealousy. It especially galled her that he had been fucking some other woman after he had left her unfucked.
But jealousy was a powerful turn-on, and the thought of her beloved spouse fucking some other woman was making Pamela simmer with arousal.
Nor was she totally innocent, herself.
A woman who lived in a glass house couldn't very well throw stones, and besides, if Ralph had fucked her before he had left for work, then she might not have gone to Alice's and discovered the delights or lesbian licking.
She sucked, pushing down on his prick, relishing the taste of cockmeat that had recently been rutting around in a yummy pussy.
Ralph humped, fucking her face happily, in blissful ignorance of the fact that he had let the cat out of the bag.
Then Pamela pulled her mouth off him and looked up, pretending to be angry.
"You swine!" she gasped.
"Huh?"
Then he saw that he was licking her lips, not so much with desire, but as if she were sampling some new flavor at the market and debating whether to purchase the product.
In a flash, he saw his mistake.
"You've been fucking!" she cried.
He hemmed and hawed, for although he was not a faithful man, he was never comfortable with a direct lie.
"Who was the bitch?" Pamela asked.
When he hesitated, she allowed her harsh expression to soften somewhat.
"If you tell me how you've been fucking, I just might forgive you," she said.
She figured it would be interesting to know who her rival was and exciting to imagine her husband with the other woman.
"It was Mary Sillitoe!" he gasped.
Pamela gave a little whimper. It turned her on to think about her husband fucking the sexy blonde who lived down the street--but more than that, she wondered if Mary Sillitoe's little girl, who just happened to be on the porch, had heard his confession.
She wanted Sheba to know.
"Mary Sillitoe!" she cried.
Ralph thought she was enraged.
But then Pamela smiled happily.
* * *
"Oooooh!" Sheba Sillitoe gasped.
Duke, standing with his belly to her ass and his dong stuck up her cunt, gasped, too.
"Holy cow!" He's been fucking your mom!" he whispered, holding her tight to his loins, fearful that the news might ruin her randy mood.
But far from it. It only made the naughty teenager hotter to know that her mother was a tramp. Looking through the window at Ralph's huge prick, she pictured that meat sliding in and out of her mother's cunt, and her own cunt began to gush like a hot water faucet.
She squeezed Duke's balls as they ballooned in her crotch and wriggled her ass on his loins.
"Fuck me, Duke!" she hissed.
He tried to thrust and couldn't because she was holding his balls too Firmly. Then she released her grip and he began to throw the prick to her from behind. They were fucking like performing dogs in a circus.
Sheba was thinking about her mother getting fucked. Duke, too, was thinking about that sexy blonde woman getting her ass fucked off. They were both still peeping at the scene in the bedroom. The youngsters were fired up, their minds and imaginations as horny as their bodies.
Sheba rose up onto her toes and dropped back onto her heels. Her round ass slapped on his flat belly. Duke fucked his cock up like a rocket, tossing her limber loins up and down with his savage thrusts.
Her cunt dissolved immediately and her clit began to surge on his greasy prick. His prick was fucking up through a swamp of cunt -goo and pumping it from her fuck-slot, lathering her groin and his balls with the overflow.
"Cum in me! Shoot, baby!" she squealed.
He fucked with lightning strokes, hauling her hips around in his hands as he buried his bone. He plunged up and his balls went off like bombs.
A geyser of jizz shot up into the depths of her cunt. The spunk splashed in so heavily that she could hear it hit her cunt walls as well as feel the boiling oil squirting up her.
All of Duke's fuck-juice poured out at once, his load abundant, but his orgasm quickly ended. That was okay, because Sheba climaxed with equal speed.
Then, still stuck together, his chin on her shoulder, they continued to peek-and got more to see....
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
In his dismay at having his adultery discovered, Ralph had lost some of the stiffness in his cock, but now, seeing that his wife was forgiving and even seemed to be turned on by his transgression, his meaty cock began to throb savagely again.
Pamela started to suck it some more.
It was so stiff that it was humming like a vibrator in her lips, so taut that she could have used it to play a fiddle.
As she had that morning, Pamela decided to drink off his first load-but there was no way that she was going to let him deny her a cunt full afterward. Once was enough for a mistake like that-although it had turned out very well, in the end.
She wanted the watchers to see her gulping his cum before she put on a fuck-show, too.
Sucking on the wedge-shaped slab of his cock-head, she folded her fist around his cock-shaft, skinning it back. She held his solid balls in her other hand. Then she began to pull up and down on his prick so that she was jerking him off into her mouth.
He thrust his haunches out, fucking through her fist and into her face.
The double stimulation of a frigging hand and a nursing mouth, combined with the fact that he had been fucking Mary Sillitoe for hours without getting his rocks off in the end, soon had him at the crest.
"Juice me! Spunk for me, darling!" Pamela moaned, jerking his cock fast and sucking like a pump on the flaring prick-head.
She felt his balls surge in her hand and an instant later his prick was spraying off lavishly into her mouth and throat.
She gulped some spunk down.
And she let some jism spill from her Ups so that the lookers could see what she was swallowing.
It affected the audience in various ways.
Alice was a bit angry to see that Pamela drank jizz as joyfully as she gulped cunt juice-but not enough to stop her from sizzling with passion.
Duke envied Ralph that hot mouth he was spurting into and, too, envied him for having Sheba's mother on the side.
And Sheba envied both Pamela and her own mother for having Ralph's big prick.
Going door to door to sell cookies for the drama club was certainly turning out a whole lot more exciting than she had figured-and the club had never put on a drama like the one she was watching!
She was wondering if some audience participation might come into it, as well.
She didn't suppose so-but then, Sheba didn't know that one of those performers was perfectly aware that she was waiting in the wings....
Pamela drained Ralph dry and kept on sucking to make sure that his cock stayed fat and stiff. Then she pulled her mouth off him and, holding his hard prick and using it like a lever, cranked it up, pushing Ralph down on the bed. She knew that by getting on top of the man, she would afford them peepers the best point of view.
She squatted astride his hips. His balls were ballooning in her dark crotch and his prick loomed up before her belly. She went up it as if she were climbing a tree, and the heavy cock-head slipped back under her cunt -bush and nudged into her creamy fuck-slot.
She poised atop his towering cock and twisted her ass from side to side, giving Alice a look in the closet, then showing the kids then coupling.
She pushed down slowly and took his long, thick cock up her cunt. He was bridged like a wrestler under her, bucking his ass off the bed, driving his prick into her.
She settled down to the hilt, her cunt lips plastered to the roots, her ass cushioned on his balls. She held it buried for awhile, twisting her pussy around the pivot of the hard cock. Then she started to slide up and down, riding his cock.
His cock came out glistening with her cunt -goo and quickly sank back in, pumping more of the milky fuck-juice out of her pussy as he stuffed her full.
Ralph craned his neck up and sucked on her swollen nipples, his hands clenched on her ass, helping her rise and fall rhythmically on his prick.
Pamela jerked up too high and the head of his cock slipped out of her cunt. When Sue sank back down, the stiff prick slithered up through the cleft between the cheeks on her ass, brushing across her asshole.
Pamela was feeling deliciously depraved.
She tucked her belly out, shifting the angle so that his cock-head was probing her shithole. Then she pushed down and took his cock up her asshole.
It sank up that tight channel smoothly, and his balls banged into her as his cockhead explored her hot bowels.
Pamela was a born performer, and she was sure putting on a variety show today.
She squatted down, pulled up, then hunkered down again, stuffing her shitchute steadily. She had her husband gasping as her tight shitter sucked on his prick as if she were digesting him in reverse, giving him a blow-job from the back end.
Her cunt juiced all over his balls as she packed her shit-hole full of his prick. Then she rose up, letting his cock slip out of her shitter and snap back into her crotch. She pushed her pussy down and engulfed it again.
Then, holding it buried, she said, "I don't mind if you fuck other women, darling. It turns me on. But wouldn't you like to have another woman come to bed with us?
Hmmmmm? A threesome with some sexy bisexual woman?"
Ralph supposed that this was just pillow talk, or at best, a prospect for some future time.
But he grinned with enthusiasm.
"Yeah, that would be great!" he exclaimed.
"Would you like it-now? Hmmmmm? Do you wish we had another woman in bed with us right now, baby?"
"Yeah!" he gasped, imagining it.
To his amazement, his wife turned toward the closet and smiled.
"Why don't you join us, Alice?" she yelled.
And Ralph almost fainted when a naked lady stepped out of the closet with her tongue hanging out....
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Alice crossed the room and curled her limber body up on the bed behind them.
"Jeez-have you two been fucking each other?" Ralph gasped, astonished.
"Ummmmm-do you mind, darling?" Pamela sighed.
"Shit, no!" Ralph cried, totally enthused by the whole thing and thankful now that his session with Mary Sillitoe had been aborted. Mary was swell-but one woman on her own could not compete with this situation.
The next time he fucked Mary, he decided, he would bring his wife along for the ride!
Alice began to lick around the edges.
She started by tonguing up the crack of Pamela's flavorsome ass. Pamela's asshole was gaping open, retaining the outline of the meaty cock that had recently been fucking into her guts. Alice began to rim and suck on that tasty brown slot with gusto.
Pamela began to ride up and down on Ralph's prick again, squealing with delight as a tongue explored her ass while a cock stuffed her cunt .
Alice sank down. She preferred pussy to prick, to be sure, but a prick that just happened to be all drenched with cunt -juice was a succulent sort of snack, and she began to lick Ralph's cock as it came out.
His cock sank in soaking with slobber and pulled back out drenched with cunt -cream. He was going crazy as he fucked along Alice's bisexual tongue and lips and his wife's seething fuck-hole.
"Shoot in me, darling! Fill my cunt up so that Alice can suck it out of me! " Pamela whined.
Alice gurgled in anticipation and stuffed her tongue up into Pamela's pussy alongside of Ralph's cock, tongue-fucking in tandem with his cock.
Ralph howled like a crazed beast and his balls spasmed against Alice's chin. His jism shot up into Pamela's cunt in steaming spurts.
She bounced up and down as he hosed her with his foaming fuck-juice. Alice was lapping up the spunk as it came flooding from her fuck-slot.
When Ralph stopped squirting, Pamela pulled her cunt up and off. Her vacated cunt -slot stayed open, the oval filled with fuck-juices.
Ralph's cock, still stiff, swung into Alice's face. Alice had no great regard for cockmeat, but if it was soaked with cunt -cum, it was a different matter entirely. She sucked his prick in and swallowed down to the base, then pulled up, slurping all the goo from it.
Then she clamped her mouth on Pamela's cunt and began to drink the blended cum cream out of the raven-haired housewife, gulping and gurgling and gasping in a feeding frenzy.
Pamela wanted her husband to know that she was totally involved in this distaff dalliance, and she twisted around and dove on Alice's pussy, too.
"Watch me, darling!" she moaned.
As her husband stared at her in fascination, Pamela began to suck Alice's pussy.
Ralph was astounded to realize that his feminine, prick-loving spouse was a cunt lapper, but the horny man sure didn't mind.
Pamela rose up and kissed Ralph, fucking her tongue into his lips so that he could have a taste of the cunt she had been licking.
Then she dove down to lick some more cunt .
"Threesomes are fun, huh?" she panted.
Ralph and Alice had to agree.
And then Pamela's radiant, lust-twisted face took on a really wicked expression.
"Wouldn't it be lovely if we had a couple other people in bed with us, too?" she whispered huskily. "A horny young man, say-and a sexy teenaged girl!"
Ralph, once again, supposed that this must be idle speculation. Surely his promiscuous wife didn't have more lovers hidden in the closet.
And Alice, too, figured that it could be no more than a tentative plan for the future.
"I sure wish that a young couple would arrive-a girl selling cookies, for instance," Pamela said-and she looked toward the window with a welcoming smile.
"Oh, shit, she saw us!" Duke groaned.
"Yeah, but she don't mind!" Sheba squealed.
And without giving it a second thought, two very aroused teenagers crawled in the window.
Pamela greeted them with a knowing smile. Ralph and Alice were both stunned to realize the complexity of the situation. But when the teenagers stripped naked and jumped on the bed with them, they had no objections whatsoever.
Sheba, long looking forward to it, began to suck cunt, switching back and forth between Pamela and Alice and finding them both delicious.
Duke was startled to find that Sheba was into cunt lapping, but he began to plunge his prick into the women.
He fucked it into Pamela and fed her a few strokes, then pulled out and, as Sheba dove on that dark-bushed cunt, he shoved his cock into Alice. Alice might have preferred tongue and cunt, but under the circumstances, she wasn't about to deny the boy some action.
Ralph knelt behind Sheba as she groveled in the woman's groins, her blonde head down and her adorable ass sticking up invitingly.
He nudged the head of his prick into her teenaged cunt, then hesitated.
Sheba looked back over her shoulder, grinning, cunt -juice gushing down her chin.
"Can I fuck you, kid?" Ralph asked.
"Why not? You fuck my mother!" She giggled.
So Ralph fed his prick to her, sinking in balls-deep on the first thrust, holding it buried for a moment, then fucking away in a frenzy.
He shot his wad into her quickly-which provided a hot meal for Pamela and Alice to share as, cheek to cheek, they lapped out Sheba's pussy.
It was a lot better than her cookies.
But the cookies had been responsible for all these connections, and Sheba was very happy that she had been roped into canvassing the neighborhood for the drama club on this memorable day.
She didn't sell any more cookies on Saturday.
But there was always Sunday.
And the cookie-connected cluster-fuck carried on--and on--and on....
