Keli's heart fluttered with excitement as she sashayed into the pub.
She didn't look anything like she did during the day at work. Her long blonde hair was down and brushed until it shone. She was wearing a red slip dress and red sandals with spike heels. Anyone looking at her would never guess that she earned her living as a librarian.
And plenty of men were looking at her. Only those who needed a seeing-eye dog could miss her.
She spotted Elliot waving to her from his place by the bar. His elbows flew in every direction in his eagerness to attract her attention. She wasn't keen on spending the evening with him. He had a fine cock, but hadn't learned how to use it to a girl's maximum advantage.
She hesitated, then sauntered across the room. She didn't see anyone else who interested her more, and she didn't want to spend the evening fending off crude advances from men she didn't know.
Her tight silk dress clung enticingly to her sumptuous, sexy figure, showing off all her voluptuous assets to near perfection. And she wore nothing under it but her silky skin. The low-cut, scoop neck showed an abundance of deep cleavage. Her tits swayed and jiggled as she walked.
There were two men at the far end of the bar and one couple sitting at a table. The men stared openly at her. The man and woman at the table ignored her. They were more interested in each other than a sexy, half-naked woman.
Elliot looked down the front of her dress before he looked at her face. Men often did that to her when she went out in the evening. They hardly paid attention to her at the library. She knew he could tell she wasn't wearing a bra. Maybe he also noticed the absence of a panty line and knew she wasn't wearing panties either. She hoped he noticed all the clues that told him she was looking for fun. A lot of fun.
"Hello, Elliot," she said softly.
"Hello, Mary Jane," he said. "You look great."
The first time she let him pick her up, she plucked the name Mary Jane out of thin air. She remembered later that Mary Jane was a girl in high school who gobbled up every good-looking guy Keli wanted to date. Of course, back in those days, she always looked like the girl who worked in the library. She gave him a false name so he wouldn't connect her with the library. She didn't know why she bothered. He probably hadn't read a book without pictures in years.
"Thank you. I couldn't decide what to wear, so I threw this on."
"Sprayed it on is more like it. What are you drinking?"
"Nothing while standing at the bar," Keli replied.
Pretending he couldn't hear her in the relatively quiet bar, he leaned over and looked down the front of her dress again. "There's an empty table over there. Or would you prefer a booth?"
Keli turned and walked to the large circular booth in the corner. It would easily hold six people, but she didn't choose it for that reason. It was the most isolated booth in the place. She knew Elliot would follow her. Her short dress rode up her shapely thighs as she slid in. She made no effort to pull it down. She wanted him to look. And, before too long, do something about putting out the fire in her hot pussy. She scooted over as he slid into the booth by her.
"Neat place," she said. "I like the atmosphere. Do you come here often?"
"That sounds like a line," he said with a soft laugh. "Don't you remember, this is the place we met?"
"Oh, yes," she replied, fighting back a giggle. She liked to tease him. He always took it so seriously.
"Have you had dinner?"
"Yes, a big salad. It didn't satisfy me. I need something more substantial." She smiled seductively. "Something with more meat in it."
He returned her smile, understanding her blatant signal perfectly. "So, what do you feel like?"
She grinned mischievously. "like a woman," she quipped.
"What do you want to drink?" he asked, phrasing the question carefully so she couldn't zing him again.
"Whatever you're offering." She licked her lips suggestively. "I'll follow your lead."
He inched closer and her subtle perfume drifted into his nostrils. "Okay, but it doesn't hurt my ego to have the woman lead sometimes, too. Why don't we start with a big, ice-cold dry martini? I can order some food, if you like."
"What do you recommend to eat?"
He gave her a sharp look and signaled the waitress. "You're full of it tonight," he said, setting himself up again.
"Knowing you, you would like to see that I am," she said.
"I do my best," he said. "Are you in the mood?"
She chuckled softly. She liked the double entendres flying back and forth. "I'm always in some mood. Isn't everyone?"
He pressed his thigh against hers. "From the way you're dressed, I think I know what mood."
She pressed back against his leg, enjoying the exciting touch. She would have enjoyed it more had his leg been as bare as hers. "You've never seen me dressed any other way," she replied casually.
He liked the pressure of her firm thigh. "I've seen you naked."
"Yes, you have. Did you like what you saw?"
"You know damned well I did. I would like to see it again."
"Read any good books lately?" she asked with a poker face.
The unexpected shift confused him. He answered without thinking. "I don't read much."
"I didn't think so," she said. "I like risque books, with lots of hot sex and nothing left to the imagination."
"Well, I'm not surprised," he replied.
The waitress brought their drinks and Keli drank hers quickly. The potent libation warmed her inside. The thought of riding his big cock again excited her. "Is your wife good in bed? Do you satisfy all her needs?"
"How do you know that I'm married?"
She didn't know until then. She was only guessing. "A married man acts different," she replied.
"I don't get any complaints. Why?"
"Oh, it isn't important." The heat of the gin permeated her body. She was hot to trot, and relished the feeling. "Just making conversation."
He rested his hand on the bare flesh of her thigh, just below her dress. He leaned over and nibbled her ear lobe as his hand moved higher on the silky flesh of her thigh.
She breathed deeply, shivered and glanced around the room. Several more couples had come in, but the near darkness and her position in the booth shielded her from their view. "You shouldn't touch me there," she said breathlessly. "You're a married man."
His fingers crawled along the soft, forbidden skin of her inner thigh. "My wife doesn't keep a short leash on me."
She looked down at his hand, feebly fighting the urge to spread her legs wide and invite him to explore her pussy. She didn't want to move too fast and spoil the anticipation. "What if I gave her a little call and told her how you tried to take liberties with me?" She had no intention of doing any such thing. She simply wanted to see how he would react.
"Oh, if I know my wife, she would probably ask you for all the intimate particulars."
"You're kidding," Keli whispered.
"No, I'm not. If you bring up the subject of sex with her, you'd better be prepared for the consequences."
"What consequences?"
"Would you like to go home with me right now? She's there. She'll tell you if she objects to what I do, and she would probably find you as desirable as I do."
She wondered if he was kidding her, feeding her a line so she wouldn't feel bad about fucking a married man. She didn't have to wonder about her own desire. She wanted him to fuck her. Her mind raced. She felt wanton, and what he proposed excited her.
"Oh, so she swings both ways, huh?" she prodded, pretty sure he was feeding her a line.
"Honey, she goes any way! Right side up, upside-down, sideways, you name it, she'll try it." He put his other hand on her tit and squeezed the heavy mound gently. "I think you want me, Keli. Very badly. Why are you stalling?"
His hands were turning her into a bubbling bundle of passion. Her pussy contracted and pulsed with an aching void. "Who said I'm stalling?"
He felt her legs slowly opening wider, inviting his hand to move higher. She was as hot, as compliant, as he remembered. Getting his cock in her again was going to be as easy as taking candy from a baby.
She put her hand behind his head and pulled him with her as she leaned back in the booth. Her tongue dueled provocatively with his. His hand manipulating her swollen tit through her dress thrilled her. His fingers inching insistently toward her cunt excited the hell out of her. Juice gushed from her slit, dampening her entire crotch.
She tingled all over, glad she hadn't worn panties. He would find a pleasant surprise waiting for him when his hand got a little higher and he felt nothing but soft hair and pussy lips. Giving in to her torrid eroticism, she opened her legs wider. Before long, he would have to satisfy her hankering for cock, but his fingers would do for a start.
He tore away from her voracious mouth and stared into her eyes. "You're hotter than a two-dollar pistol at a gang shoot out!"
She looked at his right hand between her legs and his left hand on her tit. "What did you expect?" she snickered. "You're feeling me up like a guy with four hands. You have a short memory if you don't remember how hot I am."
He fondled her fleshy tit. "I like it when a woman is brave enough to go without a bra. Especially if she has big tits." His hand went inside her low-cut dress. "I like to feel your beautiful tits. They fascinate the hell out of me. So big.. .so firm."
"Elliot," she sighed, her head spinning with desire. Letting him feel her up in public was so daring and dangerous and delicious. Anyone could walk by and catch them.
His hand kneaded the bare flesh of her gorgeous tit. The engorged nipples rubbed against his palm. "Your tits stand up so high and firm, even without a bra." His chest felt tight. His stiff cock throbbed, ready, eager for action.
"Are your wife's tits as big as mine?" Sitting in the dark pub, discussing his wife's tits while he played with hers and felt her up made her feel so damn risqu'!
"No," he muttered. "Hers are pleasing, but yours are different." His hand inched up her thigh until the tips of his fingers touched the soft curls of her luxurious bush. His eyebrows shot up. "Do you always go without panties?"
"I don't always do anything." She grinned lewdly. "I just felt like it tonight. I didn't expect to be sitting in a pub letting a man feel me up. Surprise for both of us, huh?" She drew her breath in sharply as his finger lightly grazed her clit. "An uncovered pussy makes me feel so free and easy."
"Yeah, I'll buy that," he muttered. "You struck me as a free swinging girl when I first met you." His finger slithered through the deep gash between her puffy pussy lips, leaving a trail of burning wetness. "My God, your cunt is soaked!"
"What the hell did you expect?" she gasped. "The Sahara?" The lounge seemed to be spinning as she picked up her glass. It was empty. She spotted the waitress and signaled for another round.
Elliot chuckled. "Well, you're as hot as a desert. But there are water holes even in the hottest desert."
"Take you hand out of my dress," she whispered anxiously. "The waitress is coming with more drinks."
"So what? No one cares what we do as long as we don't get carried away or screw on top of the table."
The waitress set their drinks on the table and glanced at Keli's flushed face. She looked directly at Elliot's hand down the front of Keli's dress and grinned from ear to ear.
Keli was so turned on that the girl's presence didn't faze her. She sat perfectly still, smirking inanely, not caring that she could see down the front of her dress, see her bare tit in Elliot's hand. She quivered all over. When she picked up her glass, her hand shook so badly the liquid nearly slopped over the rim.
The potent booze had made her lightheaded and Elliot's compelling hands had her blood boiling. She sipped some of her drink and put the glass back on the table. Any more alcohol now and she would lose her fantastic high. She looked Elliot right in the eye.
"Your hand feels so fucking good!" she gasped. She spread her legs wide open, giving him plenty of room to play. "Finger-fuck me. Use two fingers. Stick them all the way in my pussy. Get me off!"
"You've got it, baby," he groaned, promptly shoving two fingers into her soggy twat. "You need somebody to take care of you all the time, baby."
She put a finger across his lips to silence him. "Don't talk, just do!"
"Hi, guys," Rick said as he slid into the booth next to Keli. "What's happening?"
CHAPTER TWO
Elliot looked at his best buddy and scowled. "God damn it to hell, Rick! You sure do pick some awkward times to make your appearance! Go away. We're busy."
Rick looked at Elliot's hands and grinned. "Yeah, so I see." He looked into Keli's face. "I don't believe I've had the pleasure."
She made no effort to push Elliot's hands away. "Of what?" she quipped.
"Of meeting you."
"Go away," Elliot growled. "I'll introduce you some other time."
"No, let him stay," Keli said quickly.
"Mary Jane!" Elliot exclaimed. "What the hell are you doing?"
She put her hand in his lap and squeezed his cock. "Hush. I can handle both of you. If you don't want it that way, neither of you will get any from me."
"Don't be a damn fool, Elliot," Rick said. Elliot frowned, then nodded. As the old saying goes, half a loaf was better than none. Besides, he had gone too far to stop now and go looking for another score. As he remembered, he barely kept up with her the first and only time he had her.
Keli knew she had won Elliot over. She looked at Rick. He wasn't handsome. Not that he was ugly. He was.. .well, average. And, yet, there was something appealing about him. Something she couldn't put her finger on. Something hidden just beneath the surface, waiting to be discovered. She squeezed Elliot's bulging hard rod through his pants.
"Your cock feels like an iron bar!" she whispered.
She yanked his zipper down and his stiff cock reared out of his pants. Without a word, she unzipped Rick's pants. She stuck her hand through the opening and fished around for his cock. And got the shock of her life. She thought she had her hand on his leg. Then she found an end to the thing. Big cocks were fine, but this was ridiculous!
"Good God!" she whispered in disbelief. "What in the world do you have in there, a stick of salami?"
"No deli delights, baby. It's all me."
"I don't believe it. This thing is a damn club! No ordinary man could have such a big one. Where did you find a doctor who does that kind of transplant? And what did the donkey have to say about losing his cock?" If she had any doubts about wanting both men at the same time, they quickly evaporated. The beast she was trying to wrap her fingers around was a challenge she simply couldn't resist. It was a greater challenge than she had ever faced. "I've never even heard of one this big. I've got to see it!"
Rick helped her get his cock out of his pants. She took a cock in each hand and lay back in the booth.
"I didn't mean to horn in, old buddy," Rick said.
"You can talk about it later," Keli snapped. She squirmed her ass impatiently on the padded seat. "Do me, Elliot," she hissed, her voice quivering.
Rick scooped her tits out of her dress so he and Elliot could play with them. She squeezed their shafts firmly and slid her fists up and down the stiff stalks of male meat. Elliot screwed his fingers around vigorously, and her soggy hole gulped them greedily. He knew she was a hot little number, but her willingness to let him take such liberties with her in a public place amazed him.
Keli thought about having both cocks in her at the same time and tingled all over. "You're driving me crazy!" she whispered hotly. "I love it!"
She squirmed her ass more anxiously. She humped her slippery hole on his thrusting fingers and pressed her hot tits into their hands. Her mind whirled in a violent storm of lustful feelings-Elliot's fingers in her cunt, her tits all the way out of her dress, the public nature of their randy dalliance.
"You're driving me crazy, baby!" Elliot moaned, kissing the hollow of her neck.
His tongue skittered down her big tit mound and flicked over her turgid nipple. Her juice-logged hole slurped as his fingers worked in and out. Rick leaned over and licked her other tit.
She felt daring and reckless, utterly indifferent to her surroundings. She gave in thoroughly to the craving raging uncurbed within her. "Suck my tits! Chew on my nipples! Come on, do it right here in the open! I don't care who sees us!" Her scandalous behavior, her brazen words pushed her to greater heights of passion.
Both men put their mouth over her tits and sucked the large, swollen tips. Hers hand on their cocks, Elliot's fingers in her sloppy hole, her big hot tits in their hands, everything combined to drive her nuts.
Elliot knew that if he didn't get her out of there soon, he was going to bang her fantastic cunt right there on the table, and they would both wind up in jail. The bizarre thought shocked him. He wanted her ass, but not at the risk of going to jail without a get-out-free card.
"Let's get out of here, baby," he croaked.
Keli tugged his cock vigorously and leveled a hot stare at him. "I won't go any place, with or without you, until you get me off. Right here and now." The kinky, forbidden idea thrilled her.
"I've got to fuck you, baby. You've got me nuts." He jabbed his fingers into her pussy hard.
"I'll jack you off," she offered, wanting to do it in public, to experience the wild sensation of getting off right there in the pub where God and everybody could see her when she popped. "I'll jack you off under the table."
"God, Keli!" he exclaimed, exasperation evident in his voice. "Don't you understand, baby? I've got to fuck you!" He pulled his fingers out of her cunt. They were sticky and coated with the abundant juice flowing so liberally from her sopping twat. "Come on, baby. I've got to get my cock in you!"
Keli wasn't ready to leave the booth. "No, not until I cum. Right here in this booth." She was having a ball, knew she had full control of the situation. He wouldn't dare refuse her and risk losing the chance to fuck her. "Make me cum right here, and I'll go anywhere you want and fuck you blind."
He couldn't refuse her bawdy offer. "You've got it, baby. Hang on."
Keli stared at Rick, wanting him to watch, trying by sheer force of will to make him feel what she was feeling. "Do it, Elliot! Do it now!"
"Okay, baby, but if you're a screamer, keep your mouth shut. Don't go screaming your head off in here."
"I won't," she hissed, glad he had reminded her to keep quiet. She was a screamer. Even when she played with her own pussy.
Elliot stuck his hand back up between her splayed thighs and fucked his fingers into her hot box. He thanked his lucky stars she had come here tonight. Getting a different piece of fresh, hot ass excited him. Going home and fucking his wife had become dull and boring.
"Ummmmmm," Keli groaned, biting her lower lip. "I like it. No, I love it! Do it hard and fast, baby! I'm right on the edge. All I need is a little help and I'll cream all over your hand." The whole situation was so kinky, so stimulating. She was going to cum any second now. "Make it happen, Elliot! Get me off!"
He fucked his fingers in and out of her squishy cunt hole, wiggling them around in her frothy fuck soup. "Christ, you're a fucking fountain of fuck juice."
"I'm burning up!" She jerked her hips wildly, throwing her cunt at his fingers. "I'm so close," she whimpered. "Aaahhh, Elliot, I'm almost there! Do me! Harder!"
"Take it easy, baby. Nice and quiet." His heart thudded in his chest. If she screamed when she creamed, they would both be in deep shit. They could never come back in the place again, but that was the least of it. "Nice and quiet," he repeated softly, stroking into her pussy with relish.
"Ooohhh, yesssss!" she hissed through clenched teeth. The bubbling orgasm built rapidly in her pussy. She stared at Rick, thinking about his monster dick shoved up her cunt. She jerked Elliot's cock harder when she creamed all over his thrusting fingers. "Oooooo! Aaahhh!" she moaned quietly. "Oh, Elliot! Baby!" She humped her cunt against his hand, fighting to keep from screaming her head off. "Oooooo, yessssss!" she whimpered, her body shuddering.
A sublime sensation of sexual relief washed over her. Just heavenly! She blinked, got her eyes focused, stared at Rick. He grinned lecherously and licked his lips.
"God, baby, you are something else!" Elliot pulled his fingers out of her sloppy pussy and wiped them on a napkin. "Now, let's get out of here," he insisted. "My cock is killing me!"
"Where?" she asked
She needed a cock in her now more than ever. She fumbled with her tits as she stuffed them back in her dress. She barely got the nipples covered. It didn't matter. She was too hot to care.
"Your place?" he asked.
She shook her head. She didn't want them to know her real name, much less where she lived. "Can we go to your place, Rick?"
"His wife keeps him on a short leash," Elliot said. "There's a small motel a couple of blocks away. We'll go there."
"God, I hope my knees work," she said. "If they don't, just sling me across your shoulder." She looked at their cocks and giggled. "You'd better put those things back in your pants. Somebody might call the cops and report a couple of men chasing an innocent young woman around with clubs."
"Baby, I don't think you've ever been innocent!" Rick laughed.
CHAPTER THREE
Elliot and Rick stuffed their stiff dicks back in their pants and grabbed Keli's hands. Her spike heels clattered as they dragged her out the door and hustled her down the street.
Keli and Rick waited impatiently while Elliot paid for a room and got the key. The young desk clerk looked her over with a leer. She knew he was wishing that he could make both men disappear so he could take her to one of the rooms for a night of ribald revelry. Too bad. She couldn't tend to the carnal needs of the whole world. Some other time, maybe.
Elliot hurried them outside and along the front of the motel to the room. Safely inside, he closed the door and turned to face Keli.
She tilted her head and opened her mouth to be kissed. He gladly accommodated her, kissed her firmly on the lips. She returned the kiss hungrily, her tongue exploring inside his mouth. He felt the potency of the kiss all the way to the end of his toes. A tight, thrilling tension filled his belly. As they kissed, she opened her legs and he slid his hand into her crotch. She closed her thighs tightly and rocked her hips back and forth. His other hand kneaded one of her fleshy tit mounds aggressively and the fat nipple hardened in his palm.
She pulled back and licked Elliot's lips. Her eyes glittered with excitement. She turned to Rick and let him feel her up as she kissed him passionately. She stepped back and smiled seductively. She licked her lips slowly and inhaled deeply. Her full, sumptuous tits nearly popped out of the top of her dress.
"Undress and lie on the bed, Rick," she said softly.
She pulled her dress over her head and tossed it away. She parted her legs and fluffed up the thick hair filling her crotch. She ran her middle finger up and down her slit to be sure it was still wet and aromatic. Satisfied, she climbed on the bed. She straddled Rick's head, spread her cunt lips wide apart and bent her knees until her pussy was right over his nose.
"There you go, baby," she said. "Smell the roses."
Rick sniffed deeply and chuckled. "Now that's what I call a real fur pie," he quipped. "Looks good enough to eat."
"Why do you think I'm offering it to you?" she said. "Compliment the chef after you eat."
He extended his tongue fully. She held the long, thick lips of her pussy open and lowered her cunt to his mouth. She gasped from the electric-like contact. She hadn't had a tongue in her cunt in two days, which was far too long to suit her. She tilted her hips forward and slid her itchy clit under the tip of his tongue and gasped louder.
"Ooohhh," she moaned. "Lick my clit. Suck my cunt. Oh, damn, eat me out and make me cum."
Elliot knelt on the bed by her and stroked his cock. She sucked in her breath sharply.
"Your buddy's tongue is pretty good. He's giving my clit pure hell."
Fucking in front of an audience really turned her on. She made no distinction between men and women. They could all watch. Of course, they might also be asked to join in. No sense in having extra cock and pussy around if she couldn't have some.
She squirmed on Rick's mouth and rubbed her succulent, hairy slit all over his mouth and chin. He stabbed his tongue deeply onto her sopping hole and drank her savory essence. He licked the full length of her long gash. He lashed her clit softly.
"Oooooo," she moaned. "I love getting my pussy eaten. It's even better when my licker has such a wonderful tongue. Suck my cunt, baby, get me off! I'm about to cum."
Elliot and Rick had planned to troll for pussy. They usually got turned down a dozen times before they scored with the last two women left at closing time. He resented Rick's intrusion at first. Now, watching the foxy woman sitting on his face, feeding him her luscious cunt and urging him to suck her off, changed his mind. Everything was going to turn out just fine. He had no doubt that she could give both of them all the fucking they could handle. And they didn't even have to work for it!
"Damn, you sure are a hot bitch," he muttered. He pulled on his pud a little faster and wondered when he could get in on the act.
Keli leaned over, put her hands on the bed by Rick's head, and ground her cunt into his face. "Oh, yes, suck my cunt," she moaned. "God, it feels good! Going to cum all over your face, baby! Going to fill your mouth with my cream. Drink it, baby, drink it! Eat my cunt! Lick my clit!"
Elliot shuffled forward on his knees and touched her full lips with the tip of his cock.
She turned her head away in denial. "Not yet," she muttered, concentrating on her impending orgasm.
She curled her bottom lip between her teeth and bit it gently. She whimpered and moaned and snuffled and mewled. She nearly smothered poor Rick with her fleshy, hairy cunt as her orgasm burst over her like a tidal wave.
Elliot cupped her dangling tits, then twisted her fat nipples. She squealed and bucked against Rick's mouth as she came harder. She peaked quickly and came down slowly.
"Hang in there, baby," she said to Elliot. "You'll get your turn soon."
She slid down Rick's muscular body to his feet, leaving a sticky trail with her wet slit. His prick swayed back and forth under her nose. She gripped it in one fist and stroked it rapidly.
"I love cock," she murmured, staring at the rampant rod with lusty eyes. "Love to fuck and suck and cum until I can't stand it." She slid up, rubbed the knob of his cock through her slit a few times, then stuck it in her hole. She held the shaft in her hand and rose up. She sat down heavily, burying the thick lance in her snatch in one fluid, impulsive movement. "Ooohhh, outstanding cock," she whispered.
Rick pushed himself up on his elbows to watch. "God damn," he muttered. "Elliot was right. You are one hot bitch."
"You're going to find out how hot before the night is done," she said. She shuffled her feet under her and squatted over his loins. "Now, let's do some serious fucking," she said in a husky voice.
She wiggled her hips back and forth and twisted her ass round and round, then humped rapidly up and down. Her tits bounced and jiggled all over her chest.
"Do it, baby!" Rick grunted. "Fuck me good."
"Oh, I'm going to do it all right," she hissed. "I'm going to fuck you until your cock wilts." She looked up at Elliot. "And I'm going to suck your cock dry while I do it. Give me a minute to get started, then stick it in my mouth."
Elliot stroked his rod faster. "You got it, baby!" he agreed with unbridled enthusiasm.
Rick held onto her hips and lunged into her as she sank down. Her long, ash-blonde hair spilled over her shoulders and down her back. She shook her head and made the soft tresses swirl around her face.
"Okay, baby, fill my mouth with cock." She opened her mouth wide for emphasis.
Elliot held her cheeks with both hands and stuck his cock in her sexy mouth. "There it is, baby. Suck it good. Aaahhh, your mouth feels wonderful."
Getting plugged at both ends thrilled her. She sucked one dick with gusto as she slid her cunt up and down the other rod. She hadn't had two cocks simultaneously in quite a while. She didn't expect to be so lucky tonight. Finding two guys who weren't too inhibited to double-fuck a girl wasn't easy.
"God damn, baby, you're a terrific cocksucker," Elliot moaned. "Great mouth. Suck it, baby, suck it. Gonna fuck your mouth good." He levered his hips back and forth and sawed his cock in and out of her hard-sucking mouth. She didn't gag or object, so he shoved more of the shaft between her lips.
She helped by applying stronger suction to his cock. She sucked so hard that he grunted. She didn't let up. Another orgasm was rising deep in her belly, weakening her ability to think of anything else. She needed a double dose of cum to ease her gluttonous carnal craving. Normally, one shot would be sufficient. Since she had two strong studs at her command, she wanted both of them to cum in her at the same time.
She felt Rick's prick swell and knew he was ready to pump her cunt full of cum. She craved endless injections of male semen, thought of it as the elixir of life. She put her hands on Elliot's hips and rode Rick's cock harder and faster. She flexed her cunt muscles to milk him, extracted his juice. She swallowed the rest of Elliot's cock and let the head slide into her gullet.
She came and lost control of herself. The walls of her cunt contracted around Rick's prick, and he released a massive load of cum. She bounced and jerked and twisted and sucked on Elliot's cock as Rick filled her spastic sheath to overflowing. His cum squished out around his probing rod, wetting his thighs and dribbling down the insides. Her squirming ass spread the sticky goo all over his groin.
She pushed Elliot back and looked up at his face. "Are you ready to cum?"
"Yeah, just about." He tried to stick his cock back in her mouth.
She held him back and said, "Jack off and see if you can squirt your cum in my mouth."
He aimed the head of his cock at her wide open mouth and stroked the shaft furiously. He started cumming and sprayed the gooey liquid on her face and tits. Several drops landed on her extended tongue. She laughed and swallowed the token offering while rubbing the rest of it into her skin.
She got off Rick. She looked at the two limp cocks, the cum smeared through her crotch, and the shiny patches of cum on her tits. "Come on, guys. I need a shower and you can wash your cum off me."
CHAPTER FOUR
Rick and Elliot trailed along behind Keli, watching the way the well-rounded cheeks of her ass moved as she walked in front of them. Her big tits bobbed in and out of view, bouncing and jiggling in time with her steps. They looked at each other and grinned, still unable to believe they could get so lucky.
"Going to be kind of crowded, isn't it?" Rick asked. He wouldn't mind if she cut his buddy out of the action. The thought of having this gorgeous, hot-blooded woman all to himself, to fuck her until he had to crawl home, made his cock stir with new life.
"We'll manage," Keli assured him.
Elliot also thought Keli might leave him out of the action. Rick had a better way with women and often ended up with the hottest ones when they went trolling together. On the rare occasions they double-teamed a girl, she usually took one look at Rick's big cock and wanted to spend all of her time riding it.
"Too bad we don't have another girl," he said.
Keli stopped and looked at him. Her sapphire-blue eyes flashed. She smiled seductively and licked her lips sexily. "Don't worry. I can give both of you more fucking than you can handle."
Keli got into the shower with her two studs. They had to stand close together to get in. Which suited all of them just fine. A burst of cold water hit Keli when Rick turned on the shower. She squealed and giggled and reached around him to adjust the temperature. She picked up the bar of soap and went to work, alternating between them.
She soaped Rick's cock and balls. "Got to get rid of the sticky," she cooed. She handled his tool and jewels thoroughly and smiled as his cock started filling and rising again. She turned to Elliot and soaped his cock and balls. She held a cock in each hand and squeezed them gently. "Two fine cocks," she said softly. "How lucky can a girl get?"
"We're the lucky ones," Elliot replied.
They pressed her between their hard bodies with her grand tits mashed almost flat against Rick's chest. He kissed her and ran his hand between her legs to fondle her plump, hairy mound. Elliot slid the middle finger of one hand between the curvaceous cheeks of her enticing ass and pressed the tip against the little brown ring hiding in the deep cleft.
She stuck her tongue down Rick's throat and moaned. Rick eased two fingers up her cunt and she moaned louder. Elliot stepped back and soaped the crack of her ass. He pressed his finger against her asshole again. The tightly puckered hole opened enough for the tip of his finger to enter. He handed the bar of soap to Rick and eased more of his finger into her back door.
Rick soaped her tits and belly and pussy. On the pretense of making sure her pussy was clean, he rubbed it with his soapy palm and worked soap inside her hot channel with two fingers.
"She's got a fantastic pussy," Rick said, looking at his buddy over Keli's shoulder. "You're going to love fucking it."
"Her asshole is super-tight," Elliot replied.
"Maybe you ought to fuck it instead of her cunt while she sucks my cock."
Elliot snickered. The idea appealed to him. He hadn't plugged a woman's ass in a long time. He had never fucked such a beautiful, hot bitch as this one in the ass.
Keli clung to Rick's shoulders with both hands and closed her eyes. She reveled in the sensations of four male hands groping her body. Elliot could fuck her up the ass if he wished. It was tight, but she knew it would take a cock the size of his. Bigger ones had come calling at her back door.
Rick thrust his fingers deep into her cunt. He jerked them hard, then pulled them back and dragged them through her slick slit to her clit. She nearly climbed his frame and suddenly started cumming. She wrapped her arms around his neck, plastered her mouth to his and plunged her tongue down his throat.
Elliot finger-fucked her asshole, gently, methodically, adding to her elation. The dual assault made her ass jerk back and forth and twist uncontrollably. She quivered and fucked Rick's mouth with her tongue. Her climax built to a shattering peak, then ebbed slowly.
She turned and grabbed a cock in each hand. She yanked them hard and fast. When she had them rigid, she leaned over, grabbed Rick's hips, and captured his prick in her mouth. He reached under her and cupped her dangling jumbo tits. He kneaded them and helped her keep her balance. She gurgled happily around his prick, turned her ass up to Elliot and wiggled it.
He reached around her and put his hand between her thighs. He explored her hairy crotch as he guided his cock into her cunt with his other hand. She rocked back at him and took his. cock to the hilt. She gurgled and squirmed the cheeks of her ass against his groin.
Rick leaned back against the tiled shower wall and watched her swallow his dick. It slid right down her throat until her lips were buried in his pubic hair. The ease with which she took the full length of his shaft surprised him. Most of the other women he fucked didn't even try to take him all way down their throat.
He groaned when she captured his bare knob in her gullet and applied intense suction. She pulled back, keeping about half of his prick in her hot mouth and sucked exuberantly.
Elliot clung to her lush hips and banged her tight twat vigorously. She swung her ass from side to side and fucked back at him breathlessly. The brown ring in the cleft of her buttocks winked at him, enticed him.
He grabbed the bar of soap and rubbed it over the tight little hole. She encouraged him by wiggling her ass harder and moaning and gurgling around Rick's cock.
He gave her cunt a few more hard thrusts, then pulled his cock out. He spread the cheeks of her ass and jammed the head against her asshole. She leaned back, silently begging him to stuff her ass.
She groaned deep in her throat as the gorged knob went in her back door. She jerked back and he pushed forward, lodging about half of his shaft up her back passage. She stuck one hand back between her legs and fingered her clit.
Elliot grasped her hips again and fucked her asshole with abandon. He looked at Rick and winked. "Tremendous cunt, fabulous asshole," he muttered, rubbing it in that he got to fuck her up the ass first.
Rick didn't feel any envy. She was sucking his cock so expertly that his entire existence was concentrated in the knob. In a few moments, he was going to dump a huge load of cum down her throat.
Elliot was also close to unloading in her ass. She was already cumming. She frigged her clit furiously and moaned around Rick's cock. She wiggled and humped her ass all over the place. Her back curved downward sharply and then arched just as sharply as she sought to get all of Elliot's cock up her ass.
Rick presented her with a huge glob of hot cum. She stopped for an instant to swallow, then went back to her zealous gobbling. Elliot slammed his cock into her so hard that he pushed her forward and gave her guts a shower of cum.
She stopped frigging her clit and let her lust ebb. She sucked Rick's cock dry and patiently fucked back at Elliot until his cock softened and slid out of her asshole.
"I think we came in here to bathe," she giggled.
"I like what we did better," Elliot said.
She couldn't resist. She held his cheeks between her palms and gave him a sloppy kiss with lots of tongue. She wondered if he remembered that she had just sucked his buddy off. He didn't resist, so she couldn't tell. She grinned like a little imp.
"Well, your cocks aren't going to do me much good for a while. If you want to hang around, you can take turns licking my pussy while I suck you back up. I'll take you front and back this time."
Rick patted her ass. "I get your ass," he said.
"I hope you both have lots of stamina," she laughed. "I'm just getting warmed up, and it takes a lot of fucking to satisfy me."
CHAPTER FIVE
Keli went to work with her pretty, fluffy blonde hair in a severe bun on the back of her head. She was wearing horn-rimmed glasses and no make-up. Her long-sleeved blouse buttoned at the neck and completely camouflaged her large breasts. Her nondescript skirt covered her ankles. Her high-button granny shoes had only a hint of a heel.
She looked like a typical, old-fashioned librarian.
She stopped in the door of the head librarian's office and smiled. "Good morning, Mrs. Marsh."
"Good morning, Keli," Nancy Marsh replied. "You look well-groomed and respectable, as a librarian should. And you're early, as usual. I like diligent employees."
"I try, Mrs. Marsh."
"I know, dear, and you do very well."
Keli wheeled a cart of books into the stacks and began to re-shelve them.
"Pardon me. I wonder if you can help me."
Keli turned toward the man with her hand on her heart. "Gee, mister, you scared me," she giggled. "I didn't know anyone was here this early. We aren't even open yet."
"I called Mrs. Marsh yesterday, and she let me in early. I'm Professor Gordon Howard. I teach socio-biology at the university. That's the scientific study of the biological basis for animal and human social behavior. Mrs. Marsh told me where I could find the material I'm after, but I seem to be lost."
"Yeah, this place is pretty big. What are you looking for?" t
"I'm doing research on the sexual habits of American woman."
"Sexual habits of American women, huh?" Keli repeated. "That must be interesting. Find anything startling?"
Gordon chuckled. "I haven't found anything yet."
"Oh, right. What you want is in another room, not open to the public. Did Mrs. Marsh give you the key?"
"No. She didn't say anything about the door being locked."
"I'll get it. Go to the end of this stack, turn right, go to the wall and turn left. The door is in the far corner. I'll meet you there."
Keli went back to the main desk and got the key. She stuck her head in Mrs. Marsh's door. "I'm going back to open the door for Mr. Howard."
Nancy looked up and smiled sheepishly. "Oh, I didn't give him the key, did I? I don't know where my head is today."
"Everything okay?"
"No, but it has nothing to do with business," Nancy replied. "Why don't you stay with Mr. Howard and give him a hand? I'll have Susie come down from the upper stacks and cover the desk."
Keli nearly asked what kind of hand she ought to give Gordon. She held her tongue. Mrs. Marsh didn't appreciate off-color quips. She hurried to the back of the building and let Gordon Howard into the special reference room.
She put the key on the table and busied herself laying out books for him. Some of the books were arcane tomes by obscure scholars. About half of them were nine inches by fourteen inches, filled with lavish, full-color photographs.
She knew several men who would go gaga over the photo books. She wondered if the authors and photographers were obsessed with sex. If so, she could sympathize with them.
Gordon made notes on a yellow legal pad, and Keli returned the books to the shelves as he finished with them. He didn't make notes when he got to the books of photos. He turned the pages slowly and caressed each page with his eyes.
"Interesting, aren't they?" Keli said softly.
He nodded without looking up. "Very," he replied.
She thought she detected a slight quiver in his voice. She had stayed late many times and looked at the photos with the same intensity. She thought they must excite him as much as they did her. She walked behind him to pick up a stack of books and deliberately brushed his arm with her tit. As she turned, she brushed his arm with her tit again, and bumped his ass with her hip as she went behind him.
When she turned away from the stack, he was facing her. She immediately spied the lump in his pants. She walked to him slowly. She smiled coyly and put her hand on his cock.
"You ought to do something about that," she whispered.
"You do something about it. You caused it."
"Huh uh," she snickered softly. "Those photos did it."
"I wouldn't have had such a reaction if you weren't here, rubbing your sexy body all over me and teasing me."
She feigned a pout and rubbed his cock. "Do you really think I'm a tease?" she cooed.
"What else can I think?"
She pressed her tits into his chest. "You're wrong."
He kissed her gently on the lips, and her mouth opened instinctively. He held her soft and easy in his arms as she sucked his tongue.
He pulled away from her hungry mouth. "Obviously, you're not a typical librarian," he said quietly.
"What's a typical librarian like?"
"Well, decorous, I guess."
"Who wants to be decorous?" she purred. She rubbed her body against his and rolled the curve of her mound across his stiffening cock. "Decorous is so dull."
"You sound like a loose woman," he whispered. He caressed her firm tit through her blouse. "An uninhibited, indecent woman."
"Oh, I am," she replied. She gave him a peck on the mouth and licked his lips with her darting, snake-like tongue. "That's my dirty little secret. By day, I'm a prim and proper librarian. By night, I'm a loose, indecent woman. I like to do dirty things."
"Oh, really? like what?"
"like the things the people in those photos were doing."
"This isn't night," he said.
"But the door is locked, and I can turn off the lights," she giggled.
"Do something dirty."
She humped her cunt against his cock. "Well, suppose you take off my panties and you eat my pussy? Does that qualify?"
He snuggled his face against the soft flesh of her neck and inhaled the fragrance of her growing excitement. He licked the delicate shell of her ear as he unbuttoned her blouse.
"No," he said softly. He stabbed his tongue into the hollow of her ear and she shuddered with excitement. "If I eat your pussy, I would be doing something dirty. I want you to do something dirty."
"I'll suck your cock!" she whispered in a hot hiss, stretching out the vowels until her voice seemed to growl with passion. "You can fuck my mouth and give me a big load of hot cum to eat. Is that dirty enough for you?"
The raunchy idea excited him. "What do you want me to do in return?"
"Nothing. If we stay in here too long, Mrs. Marsh will come looking for me."
"Give me your phone number and I'll call you. Take you to dinner."
"Take me to bed, you mean," she laughed softly. "We'll see."
He dabbed at her mouth and licked her lips, using his tongue the way an artist uses a paint brush, then kissed her. He opened her blouse and held the firm mounds of her tits in his palms. Her nipples throbbed with stiffness. He caught them between his thumb and index fingers and pinched.
She moaned and thrust her tongue into his mouth with sudden, responsive excitement. She squirmed between his thighs, feeling the hard thump of his cock against the curve of her pussy. Her panties felt as if she had peed in them.
She broke the kiss and dragged her nails down the front of his body as she slowly sank to her knees. He closed his eyes, his mouth dry, the refrigerated air like a cold finger in his hot lungs.
He looked down at her, trying to be a cool dude, but he was incredibly excited. He sucked in his breath and held it, desperately trying to contain his passion.
She unzipped his pants, pulled his cock out and looked at it lovingly. His thick shaft stood stiff and rigid. For a moment, he couldn't decide which was more exciting, the touch of her hand on his naked cock, or the realization that he was exposed in a public library.
She teased his cock with the tips of her fingers. She pulled his balls out, laid them across his open zipper and squeezed them. She clamped her fingers around the base of his shaft and jerked him slowly. She slithered her fingers up the length of his throbbing erection and squeezed his swollen cockhead between her fingers. Moisture seeped from his glans. She rubbed the slick fluid across the sensitive flesh, watching his prick quiver and tremble erotically.
She tightened her fingers around the thickness of his shaft and the head seemed to swell to almost twice the normal size. She masturbated him rapidly several times. She relaxed her fingers and jerked him slower, up and down the full length of his shaft. She delighted in the smooth, slippery slide of his hot flesh rubbing through her sweaty palm.
"Damn, girl, suck it already!" he moaned. He arched his hips up and assisted her movements by driving his dick through the hollow of her fist.
"Suck it before I cum all over your face!"
She moaned and jerked him faster. "That would be nice. I like to jerk a cock and feel it cumming all over my hand, between my fingers. So hot and wet and sticky! I'll even lick it up and eat it."
"Jesus Christ.. .suck if!" he moaned, feeling his balls tighten. "You're teasing the hell out of me!"
CHAPTER SIX
Keli laughed softly. "I know exactly what I'm doing. If you want me to suck your cock, you have to ask. Ask me nicely, and maybe, maybe I'll do it for you. Say please."
She hesitated a split second, just to tease him one last time, then leaned forward and gobbled up his dick. The huge shaft spread her supple lips wide as it entered her warm mouth. She relished the weight of his heavy prick on her tongue. She lapped his bulging knob impetuously as it slid into her mouth. The unique sexual excitement of performing such an intimate act out in the library filled her mind with wild sensations.
He moaned out loud as her plush lips closed around his rigid rod. Her fluttering tongue tickling him made him moan louder with pleasure. The inside of her mouth was soft and wet and hot. His cock tingled deliciously. The hard edge of her teeth scraped his shaft provocatively. He felt an unmistakable stirring in his balls. His cock got stiffer, harder, as he pushed it deeper into her mouth.
"Oh, baby," he muttered. He arched his hips gently, prodding the back of her wet throat with the end of his dick. "That feels so good. So intense! So hot! Christ!"
He put one hand on top of her bobbing head and spread his fingers through her ash-blonde hair. He could feel the cool air licking his cock each time she pulled her head back and let his shaft slide from her tightly puckered lips. The tingling in his balls intensified. He humped feverishly, fucking her hot mouth with his hard cock.
"Oh, Christ," he moaned softly as he drove his cock in and out of her sucking mouth. Her lips made a squishing sound around his shaft. "Suck my cock, baby! Suck it! God, your mouth feels so good! Fantastic! Fantastic!"
Rapture throbbed through her as she gobbled his dick. She dropped her jaw all the way down and tightened her lips around the slick, saliva-coated column of his hard pink flesh. Sensually, she curled her tongue around the swollen head, and he squirmed with delight. She moved her mouth in a short, rapid arc, sliding her lips up and down the rigid length of his throbbing hardness.
"Fantastic!" he groaned. "My God, you're going to make me cum buckets."
His words goaded her on and she bobbed her head faster. Her lips trembled and she had to suck in air through her nose. She plunged her head forward, sucking upward on his cock. She drew him deeply into her mouth and pushed her lips down to the base of his belly. She paused and scrubbed the tip of her nose in the scratchy bush of his pubic hair. The steel teeth of his open zipper felt cold against her flushed cheek. His prick twitched and throbbed turbulently against her tongue as she swallowed the whole damn thing. He hunched his hips and shoved the head into her throat. She shivered, anticipating the moment he would cum in her mouth and let her eat his jism.
"Oh, God," he moaned. He spread his legs wider and tried to push his prick deeper into her mouth. "That's great! Wonderful, fantastic! You're going to make me cum, baby! You'd better stop." He held her bobbing head so she couldn't stop. "Ooohhh!"
She didn't even consider stopping. She increased her tempo. She plunged her mouth down hard and opened her throat to let his big knob slide in. She tightened her lips around the thick base of his shaft. She drew in her breath and hollowed her cheeks. She sucked rigorously, creating a wet, fleshy vacuum around his cock.
"Baby.. .baby!" he cried, his body trembling. He put his hands on the sides of her head and helped her bob back and forth. "Christ, baby, I'm going to cum! I can't hold it back any longer."
She pulled back and his long, hot cock popped from her mouth and rested against her flushed cheek. She clutched his shaft and rubbed the head over her cheek, breathing softly, wetly.
"I want you to cum, baby!" she whispered. "Cum in my mouth." She squeezed his cock hard and jerked it rapidly. "I want to feel your cum pumping into my mouth, sliding down my throat!" She licked his swollen cockhead as if it was a piece of obscene, sexual candy.
He shuddered convulsively, feeling the wild, erotic kiss of the refrigerated air on his balls. "Do it, baby!" he whispered. "Suck the damn thing dry!"
She took his dick back into her mouth and bobbed her head rapidly. She felt his prick swell and tightened her lips around the shaft. She sucked as hard as she knew how, trying frantically to siphon his sperm into her mouth.
"Oh, God, I'm going to cum, baby!" he groaned. "I'm going to cum.. .now!"
His hot, viscous discharge suddenly flooded her mouth. She used her mouth like a hand, wringing the jizz from his cock. She gobbled noisily and swallowed his slippery seed with an insatiable greed. The sticky liquid coated her teeth, her tongue, her lips, and the inside of her cheeks. She gulped and swallowed, and swirled her tongue across the tip of his cock so she could feel the spatter of his cum.
"Oh, God, enough," he moaned. "Enough."
She held some of his jism in her mouth and lifted her head. His shaft dropped from her lips, a thick dribble of sperm oozing from its tip. She stood, kissed him full on the mouth and darted her spermy tongue between his lips.
"Now, was that dirty enough for you?" she teased.
"You're one hell of a librarian, young lady. What's your name."
"Keli."
"Give me your number, Keli. I'll call you. I want to see you again."
"You don't have to call. Pick me up tonight at closing."
"I have to attend an important dinner tonight. Fund raising, for me. Somebody has to finance my research. I'm sorry. I'm not putting you off. I really do want to see you again. I owe you one."
"I understand. You owe me more than one, and I intend to collect."
"I'm free Thursday night."
"Thursday night is fine."
His eyes wandered up and down her body as he put his cock away and zipped his pants. "What do you look like without those dowdy clothes?"
"If you get really lucky Thursday night, you might find out."
"I got pretty damn lucky today, and I didn't find out."
"You haven't seen anything yet!" She kissed him lightly on the lips. "You finish your research. I have to get back to the front desk."
CHAPTER SEVEN
Keli moved with a lively bounce in her step the rest of the day. She felt as frisky as a newborn colt in a dewy pasture on a summer morning. Her accidental adventure with Professor Gordon Howard got her day started just right. She loved to suck cock. She didn't mind that she didn't get off. She would find someone that night and make up for it.
Late in the afternoon, Nancy stopped by the front desk. "Keli, do you have plans this evening?"
"Nothing special," Keli replied.
"Stop by my office after we close. You and I have something to discuss."
Wonder what she wants to talk to me about? Keli mused to herself. Did she find out about my escapade with Gordon this morning? I don't know how she could. I locked the door. He stopped in her office on his way out. Maybe he let something slip. Oh, well, I'll just have to wait and see. If she cans me, I can get a job in the university library.
Keli locked up and went into Nancy's office.
Nancy sat on one of the two large leather couches facing each other in front of her desk. She didn't seem upset, but Keli didn't know her well enough to tell. If the conversation didn't take long, she could get an early start on finding a cock to ride.
"Shall I get coffee?" Keli asked.
"Wine," Nancy replied. "There's a bottle in my cute little fridge."
Keli got two glasses of wine. She put them on the coffee table between the couches and sat down across from Nancy.
"Relax, darling," Nancy said. "I'm not going to bite your pretty ass. Although I'm tempted. I just wanted to tell you how well you're doing your job."
Keli visibly relaxed. She was so relieved, she missed Nancy's remark about biting her ass. She picked up her glass and took a sip of wine.
"Thank you," she said. "I like it here, and try to do my best."
"I ought to have told you before now," Nancy said. "Professor Howard was quite complimentary, and I realized that I hadn't told you how well you're doing. He did wonder why you dress the way you do."
"Should I dress differently?"
Nancy shook her head. "No. You're too pretty. Men would regard you as a sex object. I want them to regard you as the professional you are. Here, I mean. Your private life is another matter. You do dress differently when you go out at night, don't you."
"Yes."
"In such a way that men regard you as a sex object?"
Keli took another sip of wine. "Yes, sometimes."
"Does that bother you?"
"Not usually. I don't let the guys get away with anything I don't want them to."
"Well put. Do you have a steady, what do you young people call it, a main squeeze?"
"No. I date one guy more than others, though."
"Are you shy?"
"Well, sure, at times," Keli said.
"If I asked you to undress, right here and now, would you do it?" Nancy asked calmly, catching Keli totally off guard.
Keli wondered if her boss was making a pass at her. She wore relatively large wedding rings on her left hand, so she was obviously married. Keli had never heard her speak of a husband, however. Maybe she was divorced, and couldn't bear to part with the rings. Maybe she was a lesbian and wore them to throw people off the track. She drank the rest of her wine and set the glass on the table.
"Well, I don't understand why you want me to, but I guess I could," she said.
"Then do so, please."
"Is this part of my job?" she asked.
"Do you think it is?"
"I'm not sure what you're after, but I don't think it's part of my job."
"Then it isn't. Tell me, darling, do you get it on with girls?"
"Yes, sometimes," Keli said. "I don't prefer girls to guys. When we don't have dates, some of my girlfriends and I get together."
"This young man you date more than the others, does he like to fuck?"
Keli knew where Nancy was headed. She looked forward to an erotic encounter with her. Nancy was in her late forties, maybe even her early fifties, but she certainly hadn't passed her prime. Her light red, shoulder-length hair was perfectly coifed. Her skin was tight and obviously received lavish care. Her clothes were expensive, but did nothing for her figure. In fact, Keli couldn't tell a thing about her figure.
"He-likes to fuck me."
"Do you like to fuck him?"
"Yes. I like to fuck others, too."
"Does he know you're bi?"
"I don't think so. We've never done a threesome, and I've never told him."
"If your relationship gets serious, you'd better think hard about telling him. Or showing him. Don't let it drag on and come as a shock. Some men don't like bi women. They don't understand the difference between a bisexual and a lesbian."
"Unless those rings are fake, you're married. Lesbians don't usually marry, do they?"
"Not if they're honest," Nancy replied. "And I'm honest, if nothing else."
"So you're bisexual. Do you get it on with girls very often?"
"My husband has the sex drive of a Giant Panda. Once a year, maybe, if everything is just right. If it isn't, who cares? There's always next year. Then he reaches the point where his cock doesn't work any longer, and he doesn't have to worry about it. I think he's already reached that point."
"If you like sex so much, and he doesn't like it all, why did you marry him?"
"Because he was handsome and suave and I was young and stupid. My mother adored him. But then, she didn't like sex either. I was an only child. Don't ever make that mistake, honey. You can't make a man do something he doesn't like for very long. Go for compatibility, not looks. Within reason, what he does for a living doesn't matter nearly as much as whether or not he-likes the same things you do."
"Were you bi when you married?"
"No. When I realized that Harry was aloof, not suave, I turned to women. I thought I would burn in Hell if I let another man fuck me. Finally, I reached the point where I needed a cock so badly, I didn't care if I did." She shook her head. "Harry's got a terrific body. Loads of bulging muscles he works so diligently to keep. A girl's pussy gets all wet and gooey just looking at him and imagining how much fun she could have fucking him. He pumps up every muscle in his body except the one that truly matters. His cock is no bigger than my little finger. And he has no more control than a jack rabbit. I get more excited jacking off than I do when he tries to fuck me." She sighed with tribulation.
Keli stood and unbuttoned her blouse. Nancy performed some sleight of hand with her own dress. It lay fully open down the front, framing her nude body in such a tantalizing way. Her breasts were smaller than Keli's, but not by much. They stood firm and proud, capped with very large dark brown areolae and extra thick nipples. Her elaborate pubic bush was a darker red than the hair on her head. Her thighs were slightly larger than they should be, but she looked firm all over.
Keli was sure Nancy drove men and women wild. She was startled to see that the top fringe was cut in the shape of a heart. Her fingers stopped moving and she stared openly at Nancy's crotch.
"Please, don't stop," Nancy said softly.
Keli quickly removed her blouse and skirt and stood proudly in thong panties, garter belt, hose and low-heeled granny shoes.
"You're very beautiful," Nancy said huskily. "Do you always wear a garter belt and hose?"
"Most of the time. It makes me feel sexy even though I dress like a frump at work. Besides, I hate pantyhose."
"So do I." Nancy cupped her tits and ran her thumbs over her nipples. "Take off your panties. Please. Let me see all of your magnificent body."
Keli pushed her panties down her shapely legs and tossed them aside. When she straightened up, she saw that Nancy had one finger in the top of her slit, idly toying with her clit.
"Marvelous," Nancy said, her voice soft and seductive. "I'll bet you give men a really wild ride. Will you play with my pussy? I want to cum so badly, and it feels so much better when someone else does it for me."
"Do you want me to jack you off?"
"Yes, for starters."
"If I refuse, are you going to fire me?" Nancy smiled angelically. "Of course not, darling."
Keli smiled in return and walked around the table, keeping her eyes on Nancy's pussy and the finger wiggling in the top of it. Nancy was older and more experienced, but Keli somehow knew she could hold her own with the woman.
Nancy watched the sexy young woman's large tits sway and jiggle gently as she walked. She couldn't have asked for things to go any better. Keli was obviously a lustful woman. She undressed without hesitation and agreed to a little provocative finger play just as readily. She noted the watch on Keli's left wrist.
"You're right-handed, right?"
"Mostly." Keli smiled. "I'm kind of ambidextrous, but definitely not ambiguous when I jack off or jerk a guy off."
Nancy chuckled. "Ah, I like a girl with a sense of humor. Keeps life from becoming dull and mundane, doesn't it?"
"It keeps me going." Keli sat down and put her left arm behind Nancy and her right hand on the woman's knee. Her left tit nestled against Nancy's right shoulder. "Some of the men I meet are such stupid assholes."
"I know what you mean, darling," Nancy sighed. "But then, so are a lot of women. At least by going both ways, I double my chances of meeting agreeable partners."
"Good point." Keli pulled the woman's legs apart and watched Nancy wiggle her finger gently over her clit. "Keep doing that," she said. "I like to watch a woman play with her clit." She ran her hand slowly up the inside of Nancy's right leg.
"Ummmmm, your hand feels nice," Nancy murmured, watching the girl's soft, dainty hand. "Makes my skin tingle."
"Your skin is so tender, so silky," Keli said.
"For an old woman," Nancy teased, fishing for a compliment.
"That isn't what I was going to say." She stopped short of the woman's pussy and moved her hand to Nancy's left thigh. She turned slightly. Her right nipple brushed against Nancy's solid tit mound. She bit her lower lip and suppressed a shiver of delight.
"You're not an old woman."
"I'm old enough to be your mother."
"Uh-huh, if you started young," Keli said. "What does age have to do with anything? You're beautiful and vibrant and sexy. As far as I'm concerned, nothing else matters."
"And lewd and lascivious and perpetually horny! But are we describing me or you?" Nancy teased playfully. She had already deduced that Keli was a totally different person at night. Women who were interested in other women gave off signals that she could read like directions on how to boil water..
"Ah, that is the question, isn't it? Perhaps you'll find out some day." Keli slid her hand over the bottom of Nancy's hairy slit and pushed her fuck finger into the redhead's steamy hole "How long have you been bi?"
"Aaahhh," Nancy moaned softly. The finger on her clit wiggled a little faster. "Probably all of my life. But I didn't admit it until about five years ago."
Keli fucked her finger slowly in and out of Nancy's hole. "Your pussy is very tight. I'll bet men love to fuck you. Did you let another woman seduce you, or did you take the initiative the first time?"
Nancy's channel clung tightly to Keli's finger. Which meant it was tight enough to hold onto a cock as small as she claimed Harry's was.
Something was terribly wrong with her husband. He should have been jumping her bones every chance he got.
Keli knew that fucking a small cock was no big deal. She had done so several times. Not every man was lucky enough to be hung like a horse. Maybe the difference was, the small cocks she had fucked didn't start blasting the moment they entered her.
"I schemed to let another woman seduce me," Nancy said. "Naturally, I didn't leave anything to chance. I chose a woman I knew would be happy to get her head between my legs and gave her all the right signals."
"Naturally," Keli said with a smile. "How did you know she went for girls?"
"Three of us girls shared an off-campus apartment in college. When you live with someone, sooner or later you start sharing secrets. The other girls started playing little games of seduction with each other. I watched and learned. I chose a woman with the same aura, who gave off the right signals." She shivered visibly. "Ummm, thinking about it gets to me. She introduced me to some of her friends, of course. We have some wild daisy chains." She chuckled. "We round up some guys now and then and have real orgies too. Maybe you would like to join us sometime."
"Sounds interesting. Maybe I will. I'm glad to know that you still like cock."
"No still to it, darling," Nancy laughed. "I never gave up my love of cock." She sucked in a deep breath and expeled it slowly. "God, thinking about it makes me so fucking hot!"
"Want me to take over now?"
"Please!" Nancy whispered passionately.
Keli settled back against the couch and pulled her finger from Nancy's hole. She slid the tip through her gaping slit and touched her clit.
Nancy pulled Keli's head around and kissed her on the lips. Passionately. With lots of spirited tongue action. Keli spontaneously parted her lips to admit the probing tongue.
Nancy broke the kiss and snuggled down in the crook of Keli's arm. She cupped her firm tit mound and ran her thumb over the bloated nipple.
Keli tickled her fingers through the soft red curls covering Nancy's prominent mound and eased her finger back into the top of her steamy slit. Her finger coasted down to the entrance of Nancy's love tunnel. She wiggled it around inside the wet hole, then drew it slowly back up to the stiff stud of sensitive flesh peeking from its hood.
"I'll do you the way I do myself," Keli said.
"That's fine, darling," Nancy said breathlessly. "I love it all."
Keli's clit was larger. Judging from Nancy's response, hers was just as sensitive. She was enjoying herself immensely. Dabbling in another woman's pussy was a unique, exciting experience that always turned her on.
Nancy snuggled closer. Her breathing got shallow and rapid. She caught Keli's nipple between her thumb and forefinger and rolled it. "Your nipples are so thick and long. Just the way I like them. You don't mind if I suck it, do you?"
"God, no!" Keli whispered.
Nancy's full, soft lips surrounded the tumescent tit bud. Her tongue flicked rapidly. Sensuous feelings flashed through Keli, and she gasped with delight. Her finger moved faster, delicately, over the redhead's touchy love spike.
Nancy sighed deeply. Her ass hunched in the age-old rhythm of copulation.
Keli added another finger to the fray, rubbing her clit between them. She frigged faster, using the same feathery touch. "I think I'm doing it right," she teased.
Nancy responded wantonly to the stellar ministrations. She gave herself over to her urgent need to cum. "Splendid, darling," she moaned passionately.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Keli was awfully tempted to play in the woman's cunt, to explore it fully. She held back. Nancy had to cum now. This wouldn't be the only time she would have her fingers, and more, in Nancy's cunt. She kept up the same rhythm and pace on the redhead's clit, bringing her closer and closer to her much-needed crescendo.
"Cum, darling," Keli cooed. "Show me how much you like what I'm doing to your pretty pussy."
"Oh, Keli, darling!" Nancy whimpered fervently as her orgasm approached rapidly. "Oh, darling, it feels so fucking good! You're really getting me, darling!"
"I want you to cum, lover!" Keli whispered. "Cum good for me."
Nancy moaned with pleasure and pushed her face into Keli's fleshy tit. Her ass went up and down faster and faster. "Yessssss!" she hissed.
Keli tightened her arm around Nancy's shoulders. She concentrated moving her finger at the same steady pace on the redhead's clit as her body jerked in hard spasms. The rhythm and pressure that brought her to this point was the ticket for helping her to the most gratifying orgasm.
Nancy relaxed momentarily and her ass fell back to the couch with a mild thump. Keli continued to diddle, her clit, and Nancy immediately rewarded her with another profound tremor.
"You can make it again, darling," Keli said softly. "You want to cum again, don't you?"
"Oh, yes!" Nancy howled, her voice rising in volume. "I want to cum forever!" Her orgasm increased in ferocity. Her ass heaved off the couch. She twisted and humped and whimpered as her orgasm intensified and tore through her pussy. "Oh, God, darling! Yes! Yes! Ooohhh, do my clit, darling! Do it good!"
Obediently, Keli frigged the redhead's clit adroitly. Her own clit was tingling with arousal as hard as she knew Nancy's was. Nancy slumped back on the couch, her breath coming in hard gasps. Keli kept her fingers on her clit, barely touching it as she shivered several times and licked her dry lips.
"Oh, darling, that was wonderful," Nancy said breathlessly.
"I'm glad you liked it. It was fun watching you cum so hard, and knowing that I was doing it for you."
"You're so beautiful and so sexy, darling,"
Nancy said, her voice full of admiration. She cupped Keli's tit and squeezed it gently. She put her other hand on Keli's thigh. The moment she touched the silky skin, her expression became dreamy. "I want to make you happy now."
"Don't hold your breath until I say no," Keli said.
Nancy did a half-roll off the couch and ended up on her knees in front of Keli. She put her hands on Keli's knees and smiled sweetly.
Keli spread her legs. Nancy's soft, feminine touch felt good. She liked being touched intimately by another woman. She felt a keen longing for Nancy to lick her pussy.
Nancy paused for a moment to study Keli's pussy. The combination of the luxuriant thatch of blonde curls covering the pudgy mound and the plump pussy lips were a delight to behold. Her exquisitely formed lips were pale pink. They reminded Nancy of a rare, delicate blossom. The petals stood wide open. Sexy love dew glistened in the gaping slit.
"How tight is your little cunny?" Nancy asked softly. She stuck her fuck finger in Keli's love hole. "Hmmm, very tight. Men love the way it feels, don't they?"
"I've never had any complaints," Keli giggled.
"Do you cum in your cunt, or just in your clit?"
"Both, if my partner knows what to do," Keli said breathlessly.
Nancy turned her hand over, curled her finger and rubbed the top of Keli's sheath. She leaned down and simultaneously licked her clit.
"Oh, wow!" Keli gasped. "You really know what you're doing!"
Nancy finger-fucked Keli, keeping her finger curled up to rub her G-spot. "This young man you date more than the others, does he have a big cock?"
"Yeah, magnificent," Keli whispered. Her clit was beginning to feel so good it was hard to talk. "It stretches my pussy so beautifully."
"When you go to bed with him, does he fuck you more than once?" Nancy put her other hand between her legs and massaged her own clit. The conversation was turning heron again.
"Yeah, most of the time. He usually gets me twice at night, then again in the morning if he stays overnight. He-likes to fuck in the shower. Oh, damn, Nancy, you're making my cunt feel so fucking good!"
"I know how to make any cunt feel good, darling," Nancy said with a chuckle. "I'm going to make yours feel a lot better soon. If you ever want to share him with another woman, will you keep me in mind?"
"Oh, yeah!" Keli moaned, drawing out the words. She put her hands on each side of her pussy and rubbed them up and down.
Nancy leaned forward and licked Keli's tumescent clit lightly, delicately, with the tip of her tongue. "Do you like threesomes with another woman?"
"Oh, yes," Keli whispered. "That way, I get the best of both worlds."
"Yeah, I feel the same way," Nancy said. "Lift your legs, hold them way back and wide open."
Keli lifted her legs, put her hands behind her knees and spread herself. The posture made her feel so bawdy, so lewd and wanton. She moaned with a sense of loss when Nancy withdrew her finger.
Nancy smiled and licked her lips. She rubbed her face in Keli's pussy, smearing the sexy juice over her cheeks and mouth. She licked over and around Keli's asshole. She drew the tip of her tongue into a sharp point and speared it into the tightly puckered orifice. She tongue-fucked the tiny opening expertly.
"Oh, fuck!" Keli yelped with delight.
"Feels good, doesn't it?" Nancy said knowingly.
Nancy shifted her tongue to the mouth of the blonde's cunt. Opening her mouth wide, she covered the lower half of the hairy furrow and drove her tongue deep into the sultry love hole. Her tongue worked in and out rapidly, curling and twisting when it went all the way up the soggy channel.
Keli struggled to hold her head up and keep her eyes open. She was tempted to lean back and lose herself in the heavenly carnal sensations. Her desire to watch the provocative, skillful woman lick her slit was far more powerful.
Nancy's face was the perfect picture of lusty hunger. The opportunity to lick this desirable young woman's pussy thrilled her. Her finger on her own clit added to her excitement. She wondered if she could hold back her own orgasm until Keli's sex gun fired.
She flattened her tongue and licked from Keli's little asshole to her ample, swollen clit-lusty, scintillating licks, as if washing the girl's crotch. Occasionally, she paused to probe Keli's randy passion pit.
"You taste so good," Nancy murmured. "I could lick your sweet pussy all day."
"You'd probably drive me crazy after about an hour, but I'm willing to try." Keli tried to giggle, and snorted instead.
"Oh, I like your attitude, darling! We're going to have so much fun with each other."
Keli didn't doubt that in the least. She was no longer worried about the complications that could arise from an affair with her boss. There was no reason they couldn't maintain a professional relationship during the day, and play with each other after hours.
She thought about talking to Eric about a threesome with Nancy. If he showed the least reluctance, she would simply fuck him into submission. Withholding her pussy and mouth would punish her as much as him, while fucking him into acquiescence would be infinitely rewarding for both of them.
Nancy washed Keli's pussy with her stimulating tongue. She could read the girl's responses perfectly. Shortly before Keli came, she would start finger-fucking her again so she would cum in her clit and her cunt at the same time.
"Eric licks me that way," Keli moaned.
Nancy paused in her delectable endeavor. "Ah, he sounds like my kind of man. Is he a considerate lover? Does he find out what you want and give it to you?"
"Oh, fuck, darling, I can't talk now!" Keli wailed. "Lick my cunt and make me cum!"
Nancy chuckled happily and began to lick again. She put her middle and third fingers together and eased them into the hot young blonde's sopping sex channel. She put her tongue on top of her clit and strummed the sensitive bud furiously.
"Oh, God!" Keli squealed. "Now, darling! Now!"
Nancy mumbled in agreement. She thrust her fingers in and out of Keli's cunt and lashed her clit with her soft tongue.
Keli gave herself over wholly to the stimulation of the woman's tongue and fingers. Thrills swept over her like a tidal wave. She released her legs, grabbed her tits and fondled them without mercy. Her ass twisted and hunched. She threw her legs over Nancy's shoulders and locked her ankles.
Nancy's tongue flicked rapidly over Keli's joy button. Her fingers pumped in and out of her spastic love tunnel. She cut her eyes up and watched the girl paw her bountiful tits as she tongued her savory snatch.
Keli's breathing quickened. Her legs vibrated rhythmically. She bowed her back sharply and thrust her legs straight up in the air. Her toes pointed at the ceiling, barely held erect by her quivering legs. "Ohhh, fuck!" she wailed. "Oh, yes!" Her voice rose to a quavering note.
Nancy wrapped one arm around Keli's thigh. She held her bouncing body firmly and prodded the young woman through the orgasmic firestorm with her electrifying tongue and driving fingers.
Keli let her legs drop back down on the redhead's shoulders. Nancy licked her pussy tenderly, affectionately for a few more moments. Then she removed her mouth from the appetizing morsel she had tried her best to devour and withdrew her fingers from Keli's slick grotto.
"Out-fucking-rageous!" Keli exclaimed between heavy gasps.
"I like the way you cum," Nancy said. She stuck her tongue into Keli's cunt and coated it with her delectable sap. Keeping her tongue extended, she stood, leaned over and pushed it between Keli's lips. Their lips met in a torrid kiss. Nancy broke the kiss and sat down by Keli.
"I thought you might like a taste of your sweet pussy," she said.
Keli smacked her lips, then grinned. "I've tasted it before. Girls nearly always kiss after they lick each other. And once in a while, a guy will stick his cock in my mouth after he fucks me."
"Do you like that?"
"Yeah," Keli said. "It turns me on all over again."
"Your juice is mixed with his and you don't get a good taste of pussy that way, however," Nancy said. "Tasting pussy firsthand is much better."
"I didn't think anyone but Eric could lick my pussy so well. Boy, was I wrong!"
"Speaking of Eric, you were going to tell me if he's a considerate lover. I asked you if he finds out what a woman wants and gives it to her, remember?"
"Oh, yeah. Well, I don't really know. If he finds out what a woman wants, I mean. The few times we've been together, I haven't had to ask him to do anything. He seems to know what I want. Maybe he reads my mind or something."
"More-likely, he just knows how to make love to a woman," Nancy said. "Not all men actually live up to what they promise, you know. If he-likes women so much, you shouldn't have any trouble getting him to agree to a threesome with us. If you want it, that is."
"Oh, I want it!" Keli assured her. "Very much. I think it would really turn me on to watch him fuck you and let you watch him fuck me."
"I want more than just straight fucking," Nancy said.
"Of course," Keli replied. "So do I. I don't expect to have any trouble getting him to agree." She stood and stretched like a smug cat that had been lying in the sun. "When do you want to get together?"
"Tonight?" Nancy asked hopefully.
"Too soon. I have to talk to Eric first. And I might have to fuck him to within an inch of his life before he agrees."
Nancy laughed heartily. "I think you're just looking for an excuse to give him a tremendous fucking."
"The only excuse I need hangs between his legs," Keli said brightly.
She leaned over and kissed Nancy full on the mouth, a lingering kiss filled with longing. She settled down in front of Nancy and leaned into place. She brushed the tip of her tongue over the outer folds of flesh guarding Nancy's slit, just enough to get a good taste of her tantalizing moisture.
Even that light contact was enough to bring immediate and drastic reactions from Nancy's tortured twat. Keli knew she could make Nancy explode almost immediately. She extended her tongue full length, prepared to go at Nancy's slit.
"Wait!" Nancy hissed. She reached down with both hands and peeled the lips of her pussy apart, exposing her pink cleft. She looked down at her cunt, her eyes ablaze with passion. The pressure of her fingers alone nearly sent her spinning into a chasm of orgastic frenzy. "There! Now, do it! Eat me! Make me cum!"
Keli quickly leaned in once more and worked her tongue along that juicy furrow. She scooped up Nancy's love dew and murmured with rapture.
The touch ignited the tinder in Nancy's hot box. She cried out and hunched toward Keli's mouth. "Do it! Fuck me with your tongue! Get it! Get it all! God, I love it! Fuck me with your tongue!" she gasped.
Keli quickly bent lower and shot the tip of her tongue into the mouth of Nancy's fiercely aroused cunt. Nancy curled her mound up slightly to give Keli a better angle. She wanted the girl to use her tongue with the greatest possible effect.
Keli speared her tongue deep, filling Nancy's liquefied quim with hot flesh. Her entire body throbbed with severe bursts of orgasmic energy. Her climax burst out of the depths of her cunt with primitive, brutal force. The shock wave quickly spread over her body. She felt as though she was being torn apart by the convulsions and gripping spasms.
Keli fucked Nancy with her tongue, working it up into her cunt as far as possible, withdrew, and pressed it deep once more. Every movement of her tongue created additional throbs of sweet sensual agony. Nancy quickly reached a crushing state of erotic release and cruised on auto-pilot.
Keli tongue-fucked, licked and sucked her boss until she collapsed in a pile of slack flesh.
"Ooohhh, that was so goood!" Nancy whispered. "Thank you, darling."
Keli climbed on top of Nancy in reverse. "Let's do it again," she said.
"Oh, I adore your attitude, darling!" Nancy trilled.
They went at each other with insatiable greed.
CHAPTER NINE
Keli was still basking in the afterglow of superb erotic gratification as she stepped into the shower. She thought about Eric as she bathed.
He belonged to a very exclusive group of men. He treasured women. Not pussy. Women. Every little cell in their bodies, from their heads to their toes. Not that he was any slouch with a pussy! As he proved the last time they were together. She thought he was going to turn her inside out before he finished with her. She told a little white lie when she said Nancy licked her pussy as well as any man every had. The lie did no harm, given the circumstance, but Nancy still didn't lick pussy as well as Eric. Hers, at least!
Any man who cherished women the way he did gave off signals that jangled the nerves of every perceptive woman within shouting distance. As she knew perfectly well. She felt them whenever she was with him. That didn't mean he was the male counterpart of a horny, indiscriminate woman on the prowl; a woman who would fuck anyone who asked, and many who didn't. Somehow, in her heart, she knew that Eric was very discriminating, that he selected his pussy carefully. The thought made her feel privileged, very special to him. He must have a little black book filled with names of compliant women, and he had chosen her.
She stopped suddenly and realized what she was doing. She was imbuing him with the qualities of some knight in shining armor. What did that mean? Was she chasing him, in her mind at least, only because she didn't have a steady man in her life? Was she acting like a horny, indiscriminate woman? She didn't know. She did know that she enjoyed being with Eric. And not only because he was such a good lover. She liked his company. Maybe they should shack up for a while. Just to see how it worked out.
The phone rang just as she stepped out of the shower. "Well, their timing was right," she muttered as she walked into her bedroom.
"Hi," Eric said.
"Hi, yourself," Keli replied. "I was just thinking about you."
"Good thoughts, I hope."
"Yes, very good. In fact, I was thinking about fucking you blind."
"How about until I just need glasses? I get too much pleasure from looking at you. Besides, I need good vision for my work."
"Well, I'll think about it. You really turn me on, you know."
"I sure hope so! How about dinner?"
"Okay. You caught me just right. I just got out of the shower."
"I wish I was there to see you. I've got something I want to show you after dinner."
"I've probably already seen it," she quipped.
"I doubt that you've seen this. Do me a favor. Dab some of that sexy perfume you wear around your pussy."
"What's this all about?" she asked. "You've piqued my curiosity. And I'm like a cat."
"In more ways than one," he joked. "You'll just have to wait, my lovely. It's a surprise."
"I get all impatient and antsy when someone tells me that. I never know what to expect. I don't like unpleasant surprises."
"Neither do I," he said. "I think you'll like this one. I'll pick you up in about an hour. Don't forget the perfume."
She hung up and stared at the phone for several moments. She couldn't imagine what he was up to. The only subject out of the ordinary they had discussed was living together. There were no surprises in that, even if she had told him she had to think about it for a while. She should have countered that she also had something to discuss with him. Just to keep him on his toes.
"Ain't hindsight wonderful," she muttered.
She dabbed perfume in all the critical spots, including all around her pussy. She thought about Eric's nose being in her muff and shivered with excitement. If his nose was in there, his tongue couldn't be far behind!
She debated with herself about wearing panties and bra, decided she wouldn't. She liked being naked under her clothes. She put on a black garter belt, added black hose with seams in the back, which she had been told were very sexy, and stepped into black, high heel pumps.
She slipped her dress over her head and surveyed herself in the full-length mirror on the back of the door. She wondered what it was like to fuck in front of mirrors. Being able to watch herself would be almost as kinky as doing a threesome with Eric and her boss. Her pussy flowed heavily.
"Damn, maybe I'd better wear panties or I'll dribble all over the floor." She grinned, then shrugged. "Naw, they're too thin to do much good anyway. The juice will just run down the inside of my thighs. Eric will be happy to lick them clean."
She had worn the dress only once before. She didn't even get out the door that time. The top was too wide, pleated bands that crisscrossed between her heavy tits, leaving a lot of lovely bare skin. Her date took one look and had a hissy fit. He refused to take her out with most of her tits showing. She repaid his prudishness by leaving him sitting in the restaurant and taking a taxi home.
She added a wide sparkling silver choker necklace set with fake diamonds and a matching bracelet. She thought she looked pretty damn sharp. She twirled and her flared skirt billowed out to expose her nakedness. And pretty damn sexy! She hoped Eric would approve.
How would he react the first time he saw her go down on a woman? Assuming she had enough nerve to invite him to fuck her and Nancy together. She had done threesomes with other couples without worrying about what the man thought. Why was she worried now? Did she have subconscious feelings about him that she didn't want to admit?
She opened the door for Eric and his eyebrows shot up. He surveyed her with effervescent eyes.
"Incredible," he exclaimed softly.
She twirled for him. "Look, Pa, no panties," she giggled. "You like?"
"Outstanding," he said. "Lift your skirt."
She lifted her skirt and held it around her waist. He squatted down and kissed her muff.
"Ummm, delightful," he said.
"Me, or the perfume?"
"Both," he replied.
She kissed his lips tenderly. "Thank you." She bared her tits and thrust out her chest. "Kiss them, darling. I'm so excited my pussy is leaking all over the place."
He sucked each of her bloated tit buds tenderly, then kissed her lips. "You're positively gorgeous," he said, his voice husky with emotion.
"We'd better go to dinner," she said softly. "You make love to me the way no man ever has. If I let you get me started, we'll never have dinner. And I'm hungry."
He put her in the car and buckled her seat belt for her. Her tits were still bare and he kissed them again. He hurried around and got in the car.
"Where are we going?"
"Oh, a quaint little place that serves good food," he said cryptically.
She settled down in the bucket seat. Riding through town with her tits showing didn't bother her in the least. Not when she was with Eric. She felt safe and comfortable with him. If he liked to look at her naked tits, she would bare them without hesitation. She pulled the top of her dress into place as they pulled into the parking lot at the restaurant.
"Might spoil everybody's appetite, huh?"
"No," he said quickly. "You might distract everybody. The waiters would be falling all over themselves and spilling food everywhere. And the customers would forget all about food."
"My, my, you do give a girl the nicest compliments, darling."
"I'd rather not say anything than tell a lie. When I tell you something, you can believe it." He grinned. "Well, most of the time anyway. I've been known to make a joke out of something now and then. But there's an underlying truth even then."
Keli pulled the top of her dress open the instant she got in the car. She pulled his head down and lifted her tits to Eric's mouth. He kissed her nipples, then went around to his side of the car. Just for good measure, she pulled her skirt up to the top of her lush thighs.
"I really don't know much about you, you know," she said as Eric pulled out of the parking lot.
He glanced at her, let his eyes drift up and down her nearly naked body. "You know enough to get started. Move in with me, and you'll learn everything you want to know."
"Maybe more than I want to know," she quipped, deflecting his proposal. "Why do you want to give up your carefree bachelor life?"
"A certain alluring young lady who-likes to show off her abundant charms has wormed her way into my life. I feel obligated to show her a good time in return."
"You've got the worm," she giggled. "You don't have much trouble showing me a good time. Not when Mother Nature gave you the keys to the kingdom." She stuck her tongue out and wiggled it vigorously, then giggled again.
"You have an oral fixation."
"Speaking of which, I'm going to suck you off and drink your cum when we get home. We are going straight home, aren't we?"
"I want to make a stop on the way. I need your advice on something."
He drove into a residential area and stopped in front of a house. He went around and opened her door.
"Come on in," he said.
"There's not a light in the place," she said. "Who lives here?"
"Come on." He took her hand and walked to the house. He took a key from his pocket, unlocked the front door and reached inside to turn on the light. "You did a good job decorating your apartment. Think you can do anything with this place?"
She walked to the middle of the huge living room and turned round and round. The furniture looked fairly new, but she didn't like it. Or the weird wallpaper. Or the off-color carpet.
"Go ahead," he said. "Look around."
"Is anyone home?" She suddenly realized that the top of her dress was still wide open. "Who lives here?"
"I do."
"You do? Since when? I thought you lived in an apartment."
"Not anymore. I bought this place a week ago. It came furnished, but the sectional is the only thing I intend to keep. That's why I want your help in decorating it."
"I didn't know you were even looking for a house."
"Would you like to see the bedroom? Or would you rather christen that big sectional?"
"I believe I promised to suck you off and drink your cum," she replied demurely. "I can do that anywhere." She pushed the straps of her dress off her shoulders and wiggled it over her hips. She stepped daintily out of the puddle of black cloth and spread her legs. She cocked her head to one side and smiled seductively. "I want to see your cock." She ran her slender index finger up and down her charming slit.
Heavenly tingles of exquisite expectation sparked through his cock and flashed hotly in his nuts. Her zealous eyes glittered as she watched him slide his zipper down. She crooked her finger at him. He covered the few steps to her in quick time.
She reached into his pants and fished his cock out. "Yummy," she sighed, licking her lips lasciviously.
She held onto his rod and walked backward to the large couch. She sat down and squirmed her ass on the plush velvet. He moaned as her fingers squeezed and stroked the full length of his tool. She reached into his pants again and extracted his balls.
"I've seen men with fairly large cocks and small balls and men with small cocks and large balls," she said softly, rolling his nuts in her hand. "You're the only one I've seen with a large cock and big balls."
She forced blood into the head, making it expand more. The acquisitive look in her eyes, and the firm fondling of her supple, elegant hand, made his blood run hot.
"You're very handy," he muttered.
"I'll show you just how handy I really am one of these days," she promised. "I like to jack a cock and watch it spurt. I do it with oil that gets warm from friction. You'll love it."
He watched her manipulate his cock as he shucked off his coat, removed his tie, and popped his shirt open. He tossed his clothes aside randomly. He unbuckled his belt and pushed his pants and shorts down together.
She relinquished his prick only long enough for his shorts to clear it. He nearly fell over trying to get his feet out of his pants and shorts. She reached down with her free hand and helped him.
His shoes came off with his pants. She pulled his socks off and threw them aside. He took a step forward. She opened her legs so he could stand with the tip of his cock inches from her lush red lips.
"Magnificent cock," she said in a hoarse whisper. She blew her hot breath on the swollen, plum-colored knob. "Has it grown since you fucked me the last time? It looks longer and thicker."
"Your imagination is running away with you." He leaned down and tangled his fingers in the thick carpet of blonde hair that garnished her meaty pussy mound. "Love all that hair."
"Damn, baby!" she blurted. "Don't pull so hard."
She twisted his dick, then licked the head. "Want to see how much of this brute I can swallow?" An abrupt burst of lust slurred her words.
"If you wish," he groaned. His thighs trembled as she beat his meat with an exhilarating fury.
"I most certainly do wish!" she hissed. "I love to suck cock. A mouthful of hot meat really turns me on. When it's as big as yours, I go bananas." She cupped his balls in her free hand and aimed his cockhead at her lips. "It looks so yummy." She pulled and squeezed and milked it as her eyes feasted on it.
Her feverish breath wafted over his sensitive knob. She dabbed the very tip of her tongue into the tiny slit in his glans. Her lush, pouty lips caressed the head, the thick ridge, then covered his knob. Her tongue slithered along the underside of his turgid shaft as it slid into her mouth. She sucked voraciously a few moments. She took his cock out of her mouth and licked his balls. She looked up at him and smiled dreamily as her fingers moved lovingly up and down his heavily veined shaft, stroking it firmly.
She bent his prick down and rubbed the head over her stiff nipples. She put his cock back into her mouth and went way down on it, stuffing over half the length into her gullet. She eased her lips back slowly and let the knob slide out of her mouth.
"I like to give your cock a good tongue bath."
"Want to do a sixty-nine?"
"No. I lose my focus when you lick my clit." She giggled. "I lose everything when you lick my pussy. I want to concentrate on making love to your gorgeous cock. I'm going to give you better head than you ever got from any woman."
She sucked his cock lustily. He moaned and fondled her superb tits. Her head bobbed back and forth and her wet, full lips slid smoothly along his pulsing shaft. With his cock firmly lodged in her mouth, she had a hand free. She reached up to scrape her fingernails over the hard points of his little male nipples.
"God, you're an outstanding cocksucker," he muttered passionately. "I love the way you use your tongue while you suck."
She gurgled her thanks around his cock. She curled her agile tongue around the crown, alternately sucking and licking. She extended the middle finger of the hand massaging his balls and tickled the narrow strip between the base of his cock his asshole.
He gulped, squeezed her tits a little too hard and hunched another inch or two of prick into her torrid mouth. She started humming, and he thought he would lose his mind. He lunged and the hot. swollen head of his cock slid deep into her throat.
She gulped hard. She could deep-throat a smaller cock. His monster taxed her abilities. She rose valiantly to the challenge. She breathed rapidly through her nose and bobbed her head tenaciously. Her contracting throat milked him.
"Damn!" he muttered harshly.
She hummed and mumbled happily as his delectable jism gushed into her gullet. Her throat worked frantically to keep her from gagging. Each swallow seemed to provoke him to new efforts. He rammed his cock into her mouth and sent another spurt of cock sap into her stomach.
When his balls were empty, she slowly pulled her head back and let his prong slide from her mouth. It was no longer fully erect, but it still looked formidable. She wondered how she had ever managed to get it down her throat. Ah, the sweet mystery of life-when lust ruled. She closed her hand around the base and licked his cock, just to make sure she got every drop of his rich essence.
She tilted her head back and smiled at him. "Thank you, kind sir. That was quite a load of yummy for the tummy."
"Thank you! My knees are trembling so hard I can hardly stand up. You accomplished your purpose."
"Drinking your cum?" she teased, knowing full well what he meant.
"Giving better head than any woman who ever sucked me off." He ruffled her hair. "As you well know, you little vixen."
CHAPTER TEN
Keli swallowed, licked her lips and smacked gustily. "I've got to do it again. Your cock was so tar down my throat, I didn't get a good taste of your cum."
Eric stepped back with mock fright. "Not for a while, you insatiable imp. Go get a bottle of champagne from the refrigerator while I see if my new fireplace works. You'll find glasses in the cabinet next to the door."
"How do you know there's champagne in the fridge?"
"Because I put it there, goose."
"My, you were busy today."
He built a fire in his new fireplace while she got the champagne and glasses. When she returned, he opened the bottle and poured them each a glass.
"Now, let's take a tour of the house while the fire gets going good," he said.
"Are your knees strong enough?" she teased.
"I recover quickly."
"I sure hope so," she quipped.
They started at the back and worked their way forward.
"Why did you buy such a big place?" she asked.
He turned to face her. His eyes traveled patiently from her eyes to her toes, and back again. "Damn, you are one gorgeous, sensual lady. Black garter belt, hose and high heels make you look absolutely ravishing."
"I hope I'm totally ravished soon. Now stop talking about sex and tell me why you bought such a big house."
"You want to stop talking about sex!" he exclaimed with bogus shock.
"Eric!" She stamped her foot impatiently.
"You're cute when you get angry." He took a step back and held up his hands. "Okay, you don't have to hit me. I had to have enough room for two."
She frowned. "I don't know if I'm ready to shack up with you."
"Everything is negotiable. Such as if we're going to be monogamous, which side of the bed we each sleep on, division of household chores, things like that. Let's go back to the living room. We can have some more wine and enjoy the fire."
"You are a total mystery to me."
"Naw, I'm really a very simple guy, once you get to know me," he replied. He pulled a thick quilt off the bed and tucked it under his arm. "Walk in front of me. I want to watch the cheeks of your ass."
She snorted in disbelief. "Simple, my ass.
You're like an onion. I peel away one layer, only to find there are dozens more below." She looked back over her shoulder and grinned. "Enjoying the view?"
"It's excellent."
"I can walk backward so you can watch my tits bounce."
"You might fall. Why don't you take a couple of laps around the living room instead?"
She exaggerated the swing of her ass. "I might have an oral fixation, but you are visually fixated. Which do you like best, tits, ass or legs?"
"Yes," he said.
"Just as I thought," she mused. She looked over her shoulder and smiled at him "You like everything about women, don't you?"
"Generally. The fire is burning well." He tossed the quilt on the floor. "Spread that out while I refill our glasses."
"And then?"
"And then we'll drink champagne and talk and drink champagne," he said blandly.
She took her glass from him. "Is that all we're going to do?" she asked.
"We have things to work out. Remember?"
She sighed and sat down on the quilt. "We can talk any time," she said with frustration.
"I'll be right back."
He read the frustration in her voice. He wasn't being cruel. He wanted her desire to build before they fucked. Anticipation enhanced the pleasure. Quickies were fine in the proper place and time, but tonight was neither the time nor place.
She watched him walk away. She liked his tight little macho ass as much as he liked her larger, feminine one. He walked in profile to her for a few feet, and she watched his cock flop and sway. Even semierect, it was impressive. When he disappeared through the door, she turned toward the fire and sipped her champagne.
She stared into the flickering flames and thought about the turn of events. He bought a house just to entice her to move in with him. The knowledge pleased her immensely. In a way, it also put one hell of a burden on her. She had to give him an answer soon. She thought she knew what it would be. But she had to clear up one thing in her own mind first.
He returned and tossed a bottle to her. She fumbled and dropped her glass. It fell between her legs and spilled champagne in her crotch.
"Look what you made me do," she said, looking down.
"Haven't you ever sat in a wet spot?" he teased. "Don't worry about the quilt. As for your pussy...." He pushed her onto her back and plopped down between her legs. His tongue flashed out and he licked the wine out of her muff. "Hmmm, tasty."
She sat up and picked up the plastic bottle.
"What's this? It looks like oil and it's warm."
"Then it must be warm oil," he said. "Lie down on your stomach and let's find out if it's worth what I paid for it."
She stretched out on her stomach. "I thought we were going to talk and drink champagne."
"We can talk while I massage you and drink champagne later."
He started with her feet, using the oil unsparingly. Rubbing heated the oil, and her skin. By the time he reached the cheeks of her ass, a warm glow suffused her body.
"Sort of like the oil I have at home," she murmured.
He poured oil all over her ass cheeks and kneaded the luscious mounds. He pulled them apart, pressed them tightly together, and massaged them expertly. He pulled one cheek aside, dribbled oil into the deep cleft of her ass and used the tip of one finger to smear it around. He teased the tight little rosette hiding at the bottom of the chasm. She wiggled her ass and shivered. He poured on more oil and wormed his finger into the puckered orifice.
Her hips squirmed languidly. "Ummmmmm," she murmured. "Feels good."
He finger-fucked her asshole until she began reacting tangibly, then withdrew his finger. He poured oil on her back and massaged the large muscles along her spine. He dribbled oil along the crack between her buttocks. He smeared it into the area separating the bottom of her slit from her asshole. He ran the tip of his finger around the fringe of her pussy, taking care not to let it slip inside.
She gasped softly and wiggled her hips, trying to capture his finger with her pussy. "Put your finger in my pussy."
He chuckled and massaged her upper back and arms.
She sighed. "You're mean," she murmured. He patted her ass. "Turn over so I can do your front."
"When are you going to do something to my pussy?" she asked plaintively. She flopped onto her back and spread her legs, just to make sure he could find her pussy. "I need to cum so badly, darling. Every time I get within sight of you, my poor little pussy gushes like an oil well."
"I'll do your pussy when I'm ready," he replied.
He started with her feet again, and quickly worked up to her upper thighs. She lay back and opened her legs wider. He played with the lips of her pussy, studiously skirting her clit.
He kneaded her tits and nipples, working the oil into the flesh of the ample, solid hillocks and the taut buds capping them. The oil and gentle kneading gave her skin the supple feel of expensive chamois. Her nipples were bigger than they had ever been, swollen nearly to the point of bursting. She moaned and squirmed. Just as she was really getting into it, his hands left her tits.
She thought she would lose her mind if she didn't cum soon. Her lovely skin glowed with the combination of oil and lust. "Damn, baby!" she muttered. "Why are you teasing me?"
He answered with a chuckle. He wanted her to get so turned on she would cum the instant he touched her clit. And he was succeeding. He kissed her mouth, her eyes, her ears, and the junction of her neck and shoulder. His tongue flicked lightly around her crinkled areolae, avoiding the turgid nipples, making the buds swell and stiffen even more.
She reached for his cock. He moved away, just out of her reach. He wanted her to feel only the sensations of her own body. His tongue traveled down the middle of her body, paused at her navel to dip inside, then tickled the rim of the tiny, sexy indentation.
His mouth reached the fringe of her thick muff. She sighed with profound relief, convinced that he would now eat her pussy. Instead, he licked the hollows at the tops of her thighs. She jerked her ass from side to side, trying unsuccessfully to get her pussy under his mouth. He lifted and spread her legs, then tickled her asshole with the tip of his tongue.
She was becoming desperate for an orgasm, consumed by the need for release. No one had ever made love to her body so thoroughly, had ever built her desire to such extremes. She was accustomed to being an active collaborator when she fucked. Now, she was forced to remain passive, to the extent she could, and wait until he was ready to give her the relief she craved.
"Please, baby!" she whimpered impatiently. "Do me! Do something."
"I am doing something," he teased.
His tongue circled the mouth of her cunt and her body convulsed rigorously. He frustrated her more by refusing to put his tongue in her aching quim. He licked the outside of her cunt, from bottom to top, then dragged his tongue between her long, puffy lips. She writhed and squirmed. A progression of jerky movements traveled from her toes to her head. Just when she thought he would put his tongue on her clit, he withdrew it altogether.
"Oh, baby, please!" she pleaded desperately in a hoarse whisper.
He looked at her pretty pussy with adoration. The elongated inner lips stuck out well beyond the outer lips and gaped wide open. Her eye-catching clitoral hood looked as big as her little finger. Without touching any other part of her body, he applied the tip of his tongue to the prominent protrusion.
She started writhing and moaning loudly the moment his tongue touched her clit, even before it started moving. Merely the touch of his tongue sent her into a frenzy of ecstasy.
He fluttered his tongue in an erotic dance on her bloated love stud and her writhing became tumultuous. He had to touch her then. He had to wrap his arms around her thighs to keep her from slithering away from him.
He licked her clit avidly. She soared to the peak of excitement. Her bouncing ass thudded on the quilt with a rhythmic beat. Her passion ebbed. She caught her breath and promptly started cumming again.
A split second before she reached the crest of her second orgasm, he straightened up and shoved his cock into her spasming love channel. He stuck about half of his hefty tool in, then started fucking her, stretching her sheath, loosening her. The fat lips of her cunt clung to his shaft, rolling in and out with his thrusts.
She heaved her ass up and took the full length of his pussy-pleasing dong. She fucked back at him passionately, vigorously. And came even harder. She had reached the point where anything and everything, even a faint wisp of air on her clit, would make her cum. Climaxes washed over her one after the other, merging into an incessant chain of mind-bending contractions.
Abruptly backing away, he pulled his cock out of her clutching cunt and flipped her over. Instinctively, she got on hands and knees. He knelt behind her with his legs folded under his ass. He grasped her hips, pulled her back and down, and impaled her on his rigid staff.
She hunched back impetuously, skewered herself on his prick with reckless abandon. He held the soft curves of her ass cheeks against his loins and spread his knees, forcing her legs further apart. Satisfied that he had the optimum angle of penetration, he wrapped his arms around her hips and fucked her aggressively. He fondled her dangling tits for a moment, then put his hands in her crotch and groped her hairy groove.
She became frantic with lascivious rapture. She didn't start cumming again. She had never stopped. Every stroke of his rampaging rod increased her orgasmic enchantment. Orgasms tore through her body, jangled every nerve, turned her mind to mush and her muscles to rubber. His fingers in her cunt and his cock stuffed up her cunt pushed her to the edge of sanity. Either would have lifted her to nirvana. Together, they threatened to devastate her. In her fuzzy mind, her entire body became a hypersensitive, convulsive cunt, frolicking in the mind-warping erotic bliss that engulfed her.
He pushed her forward. She toppled onto her side, her body quaking and twitching from the hard tremors of orgasm. Carnal passion so consumed her mind that she didn't even know if he had cum. Reflexively, she put her hand on her pussy. Her middle finger touched her clit and she came harder. She frigged her throbbing clit, lost in her own passionate paradise.
He coated his prick with oil and turned her onto her stomach. She pushed herself back onto her knees with her tits mashed into the quilt. Her finger continued to skitter urgently over her clit without missing a beat. He straddled her thighs and pulled the cheeks of her ass apart. He touched the head of his cock to the tight ring of her secret little back door and applied gentle pressure.
"Oh?" she murmured.
He applied more pressure. She frigged her clit faster, keeping her sensations on a lofty plateau of ecstasy. The puckered ring of her anus dilated and admitted the head of his cock.
"Ohhhhhh," she muttered with exhilaration as his cock forced her back door open. "Ooohhh, baby, yes! Yes! Fuck my ass, baby! Make me take your gorgeous cock all the way up my ass! Stuff every wonderful inch of your lovely cock up my ass! Fill my ass full of cum! I want to feel your cum shooting up my ass!" She didn't realize she was repeating herself. And couldn't have cared less. Taking his splendid cock up the ass gave her intense pleasure.
He filled her ass full before she reached the end of her rambling supplication. The thick mat of hair around the base of his cock was plastered against the curvaceous cheeks of her spectacular tush. He paused for a moment, to give her asshole time to adjust to his cock and to allow his own excitement to cool a tad. Her sphincter felt like a tight rubber band around his shaft.
She stopped frigging her clit and let her mind settle. She became aware of his cock hair touching her buttocks; knew he was all the way in her. "I've got it, baby," she whispered. "I've got every inch of your big old gorgeous cock in my tight little ass."
"That you have," he agreed. "How does it feel?"
She reached back between her legs and rubbed his balls against her pussy. "Simply marvelous, baby! Fuck me now and fill my ass with your nice juice. I'm still cumming a little, so it won't take but a couple of strokes to get me going again."
He fucked her with lengthy, unhurried strokes. He pulled back until only the head was inside her, then slowly pushed forward until his cock hair touched her buns.
"Oh, fuck, I love it, baby!" She took a deep breath. "I'm going to cum, darling. Give me your juice! Cum with me!"
He gave her ass three lightning jabs and his orgasm tore through him. His cum spurted hotly into her guts.
She screamed with sweet agony as his pulsating prick set off new waves of orgasmic delight. He fucked her ass faster, his movements unfailing, controlled by primeval instincts. His roar of fulfillment blended with hers.
She slid forward onto her belly. He sank down with her, his cock still buried in her ass, held tight by her clenching asshole. Carefully, he turned them onto their side. They lay dormant, peaceful, his prick in her ass, his hand covering her furry mound. He cupped a tit with his other hand, felt the rapid thumping of her stout heart.
"You really did a job on me, baby," she said softly. "It was magnificent. As usual. I've never been fucked better, you know. I think I'm getting hooked on you. I can't imagine not having your big cock all the time."
"What about the rest of me? If you want to confine it to just sex, how about my hands and tongue? Or do you think I'm just a big prick?"
She laughed and wiggled her ass. He hunched against her, got a sharp intake of breath from her.
"I won't touch that one, baby, not even with the pole stuck up my ass. If you'll let me up, I'll clean up, then we can finish that excellent champagne."
"There's a fully equipped bath off the hall," he said. "Bidet and all."
"How thoughtful. Do you think the people who used to own the place hosted orgies?"
"Could be. Did you see that huge sunken tub in the master bedroom?"
"I sure did!" She pulled away from him, leaned over to kiss him, then hurried to the bathroom.
Eric trudged into the bath off the master bedroom and washed. He returned to the living room as Keli came back. He tossed a couple of logs on the fire and stirred it up while she poured the wine. He sat beside her and patted her knee.
She snuggled against him. "Put your arm around me and play with my tit."
"If I remember correctly, playing with your tit will get something started."
"I sure hope so," she said, turning her face up for a kiss.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Professor Gordon Howard arrived a few minutes before closing time. He nodded to Keli without speaking and sat at a reading table across the room. He took his notes from his briefcase and laid them on the table to give the appearance that he was there for scholarly purposes.
Keli checked to see that everybody was gone, then locked the door. She stopped at Gordon's table and leaned over it on her arms. "Hi," she said softly.
"Hi, yourself," he replied.
"I didn't know if you would come."
"I haven't yet," he quipped.
She grinned and licked her lips. "You liked my blow job, huh?"
"Loved it. I still want to see what you look like out of those dowdy clothes."
"Well, we'll see about that. I have to change. Come on, you can watch."
She went into Nancy's office and left the door open. He leaned in the doorway and watched every move she made intently. She posed for him, giving him time to admire her from across the room.
He beamed broadly. "Even in that ridiculous outfit, you look good enough to eat."
"You'd better have a big appetite," she chuckled.
He crossed to her and took her in his arms. He ran his hands over her back. "No bra, huh?"
"No bra. No panties. All that's under my dress is little old me."
"Well, there's hope for you yet." He cupped her full, fine ass. "God, you turn me on!"
She rubbed her plump pussy mound against his cock. "Yeah, I can tell. Is all of that for me?"
"As much of it as you can take, honey!"
"I want all of it. Want to cum so hard that I lose my mind. You up to it?"
She incited his passion. Sultry heat radiated through the thin material of her dress and permeated his body. The thick nipples capping her full tits were already erect. They protruded like two little hillocks on top of majestic mountains. His cock strained against his pants.
She slid his zipper down and fished his cock and balls out. She fondled him with feathery caresses that made him tremble. Her fingers played lightly over every inch of his prick and gently massaged his balls.
She looked down and murmured, "Big, beautiful cock. And your balls feel so full. Did wifey send you off to work without any this morning?"
"Yeah," he rumbled. He towered over her, had to look down at her. She was tender, prime pussy, young enough to be his daughter. He wondered how he got so lucky.
"Want me to suck your cock?" she cooed.
"That isn't all I want," he wheezed.
"I know," she said matter-of-factly. "I'm going to give you everything you want, and then some." She had no idea how right she was!
He nodded mutely. She held his dong with both hands and sank slowly to her knees. Her long pink tongue slid slowly between her full lips and extended fully. She cupped his balls in the soft, warm palm of one hand. Her other soft hand held his rigid, pulsating shaft. She licked the sensitive, bloated knob all over without haste.
He stared down at the gorgeous young woman as she made love to his cock. The heat of passionate carnal hunger pervaded his entire body. The tender touch of her soft hands made his prick swell until he thought it might burst.
"I thought licking dick was just an expression," he muttered.
"You haven't met the right girl," she giggled.
She slid her tongue along the underside of his hard spear and tickled his ball sac with the tip. She licked along the top of his shaft to the end and let the knob slip into her mouth. Her lips stretched wide around the head looked like a hairless pussy.
He sighed and trembled. No one had ever sucked his cock with such skill. He wished his wife sucked him half as well. When she sucked him at all. He undressed without interrupting her cocksucking.
Her tongue slid over her lower lip and along the underside of his prick again. He nearly lost control. She chuckled and pulled her head back. Once again, her tongue curled around the head of his prick, laving it tenderly, coating it with saliva.
She stood, stretched up, and kissed him. Her tongue plunged down his throat. His hands roved restlessly over her voluptuous body. He bunched her dress up, baring the cheeks of her shapely ass. He cupped her naked buns and kneaded the silky flesh. His rampant rod poked her in the belly.
She backed away and undressed slowly. His eyes got wider with each piece of clothing she removed. She posed for him again, wearing just her granny shoes and pretty little white socks with a lace ruffle at the top.
"Breathtaking is an understatement," he said softly.
She propped her ass on the edge of Nancy's desk and crooked her finger.
He lifted her onto the desk. She leaned back on her elbows with her legs dangling over the side. She parted her legs and exposed her luxuriant blonde garden of pleasure. He stared at her hot cleft and licked his lips.
"You like?" she asked coyly.
"It looks scrumptious!" he said huskily.
"It is," she assured him. "Lick it and see for yourself."
He got on his knees and kissed the puffy pink lips that glistened through the heavy growth of curls. She put both hands in her crotch and spread her cunt open wide.
He licked her drizzly slit from end to end, pausing at the bottom to stab his tongue into her hole and lap up her delicious nectar. He stood up, held his prick in one hand, and rubbed the bare knob up and down her gaping gash.
She grabbed his cock and stuffed the knob in her tight sheath. She threw her legs around his waist and wiggled her ass. He shuffled forward. The head of his cock opened her wider and she grunted.
He slammed his prick home, burying it in to the hilt in one swift lunge. The head of his prick hit bottom and she moaned. She tightened her legs around his waist and began to hunch.
He stood still, enjoying the sweet sensation of having his prick in the young woman's hot cunt. Leaning over, he grasped one turgid nipple between his teeth and nipped it.
"Not so hard," she admonished. "They're tender, you know."
He licked and kissed her big tit buds tenderly.
"Fuck me," she pleaded softly, her voice deep with emotion. "Go slow and make it last a long time."
He fucked her with long, slow strokes. She kept her legs locked around his waist, working her ass up and down, getting his shaft on her clit when her cunt went down.
"That's the way, baby.. .fuck me slowly.. .use the full length of your cock.. .yeah, like that.. .let me feel all of it.. .fuck...." Her eyes widened and her mouth popped open and a scream poured out. Her ass went up and down faster and twisted in circles.
He kept up the same slow fucking and licked her nipples. She came down from the pinnacle. Her passion remained high, just below where she would cum.
"Ummmmmm, I love your big cock.. .fuck me some more, baby.. .make me cum again."
"You'd better get it fast," he rasped. "Can't hold back much longer."
"Then fill my pussy, baby," she groaned. "I'll cum with you. Give me your cum, baby! Fuck me.. .fill me up with cum."
He stood up and fucked faster. His prick exploded inside her and spewed cum into the depths of her sucking sex sheath.
She came with him. She thrashed and twisted, would have rolled off the top of the desk if he hadn't held onto her hips. He leaned over and covered her mouth. He plunged his tongue down her throat and fucked his cock in and out of her spasming cunt.
His cock ran dry and her orgasm ebbed. He straightened up and looked at their crotches. His cock was still about half-hard. A voice behind him scared him so badly, his cock wilted like hot wax.
"Doing more research, Professor Howard?" Nancy asked. "Sexual habits of American women, wasn't it?"
Keli sat up and giggled. Gordon backed away from her and turned around.
"Mrs. Marsh!" he blurted. "What the hell? How long have you been here?"
"Since you stuck your big cock in her delicate little pussy," Nancy replied.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Nancy's eyes were glazed with passion. She unpinned her hair and shook it free. Keli watched her boss with amusement. Her little one-on-one escapade with Gordon had suddenly become a mini-orgy. Gordon watched with amazement and apprehension, mystified. Nancy did her sleight of hand again, and her dress fell to the floor. Keli wondered how she did that. Nancy's panties were more lace than cloth, cut high on the thigh. For the first time, Keli noticed that her fine, milky-white tits sagged slightly. Well, that was to be expected in a woman her age with big tits.
"If you're going to use my office to fuck, you have to share with me," Nancy said. She leaned over to push her panties down. Her tits swung out and dangled under her chest. She kicked her panties aside and walked slowly across the room. She gripped Gordon's dick and squeezed it. "You'd better have one good fuck left in this thing for me."
"I'll suck it up for you," Keli offered.
"I had no idea," Gordon muttered.
"You weren't supposed to," Nancy said. "M husband fucks me on my back in the dark. When he fucks me at all. And he never eats my pussy." She stroked Gordon's cock. "I have to go outside to find my pleasure. I like variety."
"So do I," Gordon replied. "And you look like very pleasant variety."
"Oh, she is," Keli said brightly.
Nancy gave Keli a smile that would melt the balls off of a brass monkey. "You said something about sucking his cock back up, dear. I would, but I think I would rather enjoy watching how you do it. Never know when I might pick up a pointer or two."
"He thinks I'm an outstanding cocksucker," Keli giggled. "Go sit on the couch and let's get this show back on the road. I think I'm going to enjoy this as much as Nancy." She beamed at Nancy. "I can't wait to watch him fuck you."
"My pussy might not be quite as tight as yours, but I'll give him a good fuck."
"Yeah," Keli agreed. "I just bet you will." She walked to Gordon, holding her legs close together to keep his cum from dribbling on the carpet. She knelt between his legs and lifted his sticky prick with one hand. "Guess I'd better not employ all my cocksucking skills and suck you off, huh?"
"Guess you'd better not, honey. The lady is insistent about what she wants." He looked at Nancy and grinned. "Not that I mind a bit."
Nancy sat down by Gordon, spread her legs, and pulled his hand into her crotch. "Make yourself useful while she sucks you."
Keli watched as Gordon's fuck finger slipped into the top of Nancy's slit and began to tickle her clit. She held his cock with her hand just below the glans. She licked slowly, covering just the bare knob. She licked it up and down, curled her tongue all the way around it, twisting his cock and turning her head to cover every inch. Then she licked it from side to side, again going all the way around it.
"Interesting," Nancy mused. She looked at Gordon. "Do you like the way she's doing it?"
"Yeah," he muttered. "Feels pretty damn good."
His cock gained size and strength. He wished she would take it in her mouth. Keli slid her hand lightly up and down the shaft as she licked the head. She put her hand around the bare head, then spent several minutes licking the shaft, slurping up the residue of their fucking.
Nancy reached over and felt of Gordon's cock. "That will do just fine, dear. An interesting demonstration."
"But she didn't suck it!" Gordon whined.
"Don't get greedy," Nancy said. "I'll suck it the next time you come by for more research. If you fuck me as often. If I don't suck it to your satisfaction, we can ask Keli to give me more lessons."
Keli leaned over, pushed Nancy's knee out of the way, and made a nose dive into the redhead's cunt. Her mouth covered the hairy grotto and her tongue went to work on Nancy's clit.
"Oh, darling, you know I like your tongue," Nancy whimpered.
"Well, well," Gordon said. "That's interesting to know."
Keli withdrew and sat on her heels. "Tasty pussy." She smacked her lips and grinned. "She's ready for your cock, Gordon."
"You have a wicked tongue, dear," Nancy muttered.
"Do you like foreplay?" Gordon asked. "Kissing and touching and all that stuff?"
"Whatever you want," she replied, still looking at Keli as if considering whether she ought to let the girl suck her off before she let Gordon fuck her.
Gordon's mouth watered for a taste of Nancy's pussy. Keli's recommendation was good enough for him. He pushed her down on the couch and stretched out by her. His hands wandered over her mature body, caressing her, feeling her up.
Keli sat Indian-fashion in front of the couch and idly played in her pussy.
Gordon propped up on one elbow and kissed Nancy. Her lips were supple, more sensuous than he expected, soft and yielding, yet very demanding. He liked kissing her. He ran his tongue into her mouth and wiggled it around. When he withdrew his tongue, hers followed and probed his mouth. His pulse pounded. Hot blood coursed through his body.
Nancy became terribly excited when she looked down at Gordon's crotch. His prick was standing straight up, looking very erotic. She put her hand around the shaft and moved it up and down, jacking it firmly.
"Put your beautiful cock in me!" Nancy wailed, her voice hoarse with excitement. "Shove it up my cunt and fuck my brains out!"
She flopped onto her back and spread her legs wide. She held out her arms to him, silently imploring him to climb into her saddle and take a long ride.
He knelt between her splayed thighs. He leaned down and licked her hot slit a few moments. He straightened up, aimed his cock into her hairy snatch, and eased the head in.
Nancy pulled on his hips, making him sink the long, thick shaft of his fat dick into her depths. He seated it fully in her channel and paused for a moment.
"I love to suck tits," he croaked, lowering his head and taking a nipple into his mouth. His position was awkward. He grabbed a small pillow and stuffed it under her ass. "Now I can really fuck you!"
"Don't talk about it!" Nancy cried. "Do it! Fuck me like a real bitch!"
She put her hands behind her shapely thighs and pulled her knees back until they touched her nipples. Her cunt tipped high for jousting with his lance.
"Spread you legs so I can suck your tits," he whispered.
"Yes! Oh, yes!" Nancy moaned, moving her knees aside. Her beautiful big tits stuck up, ready for his mouth. "Suck them off! I don't care! I'm so fucking hot!"
Shaking with lust, his entire body infused with the flames of sexual excitement, he leaned forward and caught a big fat nipple in his lips. He shoved his hips forward, pushing his cock into her expanded sheath until he hit bottom.
"Oooooo, God!" she hissed. "Fuck me! Fuck me hard!" Her nipple rose in his mouth, becoming thicker and harder.
"You're a great fuck, baby," Gordon said hoarsely. "A great cunt!"
"I'm all cunt! Fuck it! Fuck me hard! I love it! I love to fuck! Make me cum!"
"I'm going to make you cum so much you won't be able to walk!" Gordon growled.
"Don't make promises!" she wailed. "I know how to crawl! Do it!"
"Damn," Keli muttered. "This is making me hotter than hell." She put another finger on her clit and frigged faster. Gordon and Nancy were too engrossed in each other to see or hear her.
Gordon pumped his prick in and out methodically. He paused on the backstroke, teasing Nancy, then shoving back in as hard as he could. He raised up so he could watch his cock slide in and out of the librarian's hot twat. The sight of his prick plowing her fertile furrow made his mind turn cartwheels.
"You've got one fantastic cunt, lady," he muttered.
Nancy raced rapidly toward orgasm. Gordon's cock plundering her cunt felt wonderful. It was so big and hard, stretching her cunt almost as far as it would go. Her moans and shivers and body movements became more dramatic. Her tight twat ate the hefty prick, drawing the full length into her sheath.
He fucked harder, giving her deep thrusts, rocking her body with manly force. She released her thighs and locked her ankles behind his neck.
"Get me good, baby!" she panted. "Make me cum real hard."
He rode high in her saddle and worked the upper side of his prick over her love button. He felt her cunt cling to his cock, pulling at it, holding it tight.
The swift shaking of her ass and the juicy slap of her cunt were clear signals that she was going to have one hell of an orgasm! Her labored panting turned into a deep moan of fierce delight. Her cunt flexed and vibrated in concert with her body. The plunging prick jangled her nerves. One or two more good, deep thrusts and her sex gun would fire.
"I'm going to cum!" she panted. "I'm there! I'm ready! Fuck me! Fuck me good!" Her voice rose to a high crescendo as her climax came on strong.
He rode out the storm, holding onto her thighs. He clenched his teeth. His muscles strained. He slammed his cock up her channel with all of his might, fulfilling the promise that he would fuck her until she couldn't walk. He felt his own orgasm stirring deep in his belly. He held it back until he delivered on his promise. He pounded away at her snatch, fucking her through her orgasm.
She bucked and jerked and twisted, aware only of the splendid sensations washing over her body. Something about fucking a sophisticated college professor in front of her young employee made her feel so wanton!
Nancy continued to cum, and Gordon continued to fuck. Her next orgasm rolled over her, pushing her back to the glorious heights. Before she came down from that one, the next one began. One after another, the orgasms ripped through her.
Gordon blew a load of cum into Nancy that jolted her into a harder orgasm. He didn't even slow down. He came and fucked and grunted, determined not to quit until she cried uncle.
She reached the point where she was unable to move, unable to cum another time. He had truly given her a superb fucking, wringing all of the energy from her.
"Is that enough?" she growled.
"Yes," Nancy said faintly. "For now." She giggled girlishly.
Gordon rolled onto the floor with a loud thud. His head banged into Keli's knee. He lifted his head and grinned.
"Damn, I forgot you were here. You okay?"
"Yeah. I got myself off three times while you two tried to break down the couch." She looked at his shriveled cock. "You couldn't help me anyway."
"like hell! I've still got a tongue."
Keli leaned over and kissed him. "You rest. I'll get back to you."
She stood and looked down at Nancy sprawled out on the couch. She straddled her boss in reverse and stuck her head between Nancy's legs. Nancy knew what to do. They sucked Gordon's cum out of each other, and gave each other another glorious climax.
Keli lifted her head and gave Gordon a big grin. "Now, stud, you can take us to dinner. Then I'm going to take both of you home and we're going to fuck until we really can't walk."
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Keli opened the library door and greeted Cynthia and Emma with a quick kiss on the lips.
"I thought you were kidding when you called," Cynthia said. "I've never done it in a library."
"First time for everything." She took their hands and led them across the library to a couch standing under a large window. A coffee table sat on a thick Persian carpet in front of the couch. "Let's move this table out of the way so we can use the carpet."
Cynthia's heavy tits nearly fell out of the top of her dress as she leaned over to lift one end of the table. Emma set her roomy shoulder bag down and helped Cynthia.
"My boss keeps wine in her office," Keli said. "Have a seat and I'll get it."
"Well, I don't see any cocks around, so I guess wine will have to do," Emma said with a snicker.
"A big gulp of hot male seed would taste pretty good, wouldn't it?" Cynthia said.
Cynthia sat by Emma and crossed her legs. She wore a simple sheath that revealed her captivating cleavage and clung tightly to her voluptuous body, emphasizing every luxurious curve to perfection. She crossed her legs and her skirt rode up, showing most of one shapely thigh.
Keli came back with a bottle of wine and three glasses. She would buy Nancy another bottle tomorrow, and she would never know the difference. When she bent over to pour the wine, Emma openly stared down the front of her dress. She sat in a chair across from Emma and folded her legs in front of her. She pulled her long skirt over her knees like a tent. Chills of heavenly anticipation raced up and down her spine. Her nerves fluttered and her heart pounded like jungle drums. She hadn't had an erotic encounter with Cynthia and Emma in quite a while.
Cynthia smiled coyly. "Well, shall we find some boring subject to talk about?" she said.
"Just don't talk about sex," Emma said. "I've been horny all day."
"Sex isn't boring," Keli laughed. "If you're so horny, why don't you give yourself a hand? I don't mind, and I'm sure Cynthia doesn't."
"Watching a woman play with her pussy always makes my motor race," Cynthia said.
"Watching anybody do anything sexual makes your motor race," Keli laughed. "Emma, you're a sexy, pretty woman. Why hasn't some man staked his claim on you?"
"I won't let them," Emma replied. "Besides, most of them say I'm too aggressive. Actually, I'm very independent. I don't like men or women who play games. A lot of guys stick their cock in a woman, then think they own her. And I have learned through bitter experience to avoid women who don't like men. They criticize the way men act, then act the same way. I hold the deed to this gold mine, and I don't intend to even grant a lease, let alone transfer it."
"Are you going to jack off?" Cynthia asked.
"I will if the three of us get it on afterward," Emma replied.
Cynthia looked at Keli and raised one eyebrow.
"We were going to do that anyway!" Keli said with a sexy laugh. "But that doesn't mean you shouldn't let us watch you jack off."
Emma shivered as a heavenly twinge spread from her crotch to her tits. Sticky juice soaked her thin bikini panties and plastered the material to her sweltering crack. She wanted so badly to cum, to get herself off while Cynthia and Keli watched. She set her glass on the table and gave Cynthia and Keli a bright smile.
She flipped her loose skirt up and put her feet on the couch. She anchored the heels of her shoes and let her knees fall apart. She put both hands between her shapely thighs and pulled the crotch of her panties aside. She looked at her brown bush and patted the neatly trimmed patch of soft curls.
"Pretty pussy," she murmured.
"It is very pretty," Keli said. "You wear a thong bikini, don't you?"
"Yeah. My bush is naturally very thick, so I have to trim it or shave it," Emma said. "I've seen bald pussies. I don't think mine would look right without hair."
She spread the lips of her snatch and looked at her clit. It looked like a large pink pea in the top of her slit.
"Good God," Keli said softly. "You nearly wound up with a cock, girl."
"Yeah, it is kind of big, isn't it?" Emma giggled. "It gets a lot bigger when I play with it. It also gets a lot more sensitive as it grows. I like it when it gets real big and so sensitive I can barely stand to touch it. I play with it a lot."
"I would too, if mine was that big!" Keli said.
"It can be a curse," Emma said. "When I wear panties, they rub the damn thing and keep me right on the edge of an orgasm all the time. If I don't wear panties, my thighs rub it and juice runs down the inside of my legs."
"Sounds like you stay excited no matter what you do," Keli said.
"I can live with that," Emma giggled. She slid her ass forward to the edge of the couch so she could use both hands on her stimulated flesh. Her fingers delved between the fleshy lips of her pussy. "Ummm, that feels good."
Keli and Cynthia sipped their wine and watched the horny brunette. A knowing look passed between them. They both anticipated the pleasure of licking their lascivious playmate's hot slit.
"Boy, this is something else," Emma giggled. "Playing with my pussy in a public library!
"Doing it by the book," Cynthia quipped.
Emma let her mind drift into a groove of lecherous thoughts. Her breathing became shallow and her clit began to tingle. She swiveled her head back and forth, staring at the two women with effervescent eyes as her fingers moved slowly up and down her slippery gash. The puffy lips nearly surrounded her fingers. She hesitated briefly at the mouth of her drenched sex tunnel, then two fingers of her left hand plunged into the soggy hole with a loud squish.
The top of her cunt gaped wide open and the meaty stud of her clit stuck out like a sharp spike. She captured the ticklish flesh between two fingers of her right hand, sighed and wiggled her hand.
"Nice juicy pussy," she murmured out loud, licking her lips. "Going to make it feel so fucking good."
Keli set her glass on the coffee table. She got up and went quickly to Emma. She leaned down, licked her big clit, then sat down by her.
"Do you want to lick me?" Emma asked breathlessly.
"Not yet," Keli said. "I want to watch you get yourself off first."
Emma's climax began with a rush, took her breath away and swamped her with hedonistic enchantment. She frigged her big clitoris and finger-fucked herself furiously. She threw her head back and clenched her eyes as she brought herself off for Cynthia and Emma-not to mention herself!
Keli and Cynthia nodded to each other and turned toward the provocative brunette at the same time. Their hands glided smoothly up the inside of her thighs.
Emma lifted her head and grinned. "Boy, I went off like a fucking firecracker, didn't I?"
"You were beautiful," Cynthia said.
Keli's fingers slithered sensuously over the tightly stretched, soaked crotch of Emma's satin panties. She leaned over and stuck out her tongue. Emma giggled and did the same. The tips met, then their lush lips touched and fused with tantalizing warmth. Their tongues wrestled erotically as Keli cupped the young brunette's pussy mound.
The softness, the voluptuousness of another woman's mouth always astonished Emma. Keli's lips were deliciously provocative. She put her hand between Keli's shapely legs and caressed her prominent cunt mound. Her full, pouty lips writhed over Keli's as she sucked amorously on the blonde's fluttering tongue.
Cynthia slipped her finger under edge of Emma's panties and lightly teased her clit. Her other hand went to the brunette's tits and kneaded the pear-shaped mounds.
"Ummmm," Emma breathed into Keli's mouth.
She spread her legs wider and thrust her cunt at the hands fondling her mound. Her clit tingled and inflated again under Cynthia's deft finger. She wiggled and hunched as the two women aroused her to a fever pitch.
Keli's own nipples bloated. Her clit got as hard as Emma's and shot hot thrills up her cunt.
"You're a horny little bitch," Cynthia said softly as she tugged the top of Emma's dress down.
"Uhhh-huhhh," Emma agreed, hunching her cunt against their hands.
Emma put her hand between Keli's legs and cupped her cunt mound. She trembled and goose bumps sprang up all over her as Cynthia pushed her bra up, baring her well-shaped tits. She sucked harder on Keli's tongue and moaned as Cynthia licked her swollen nipples. Her clit was stinging so sweetly under Cynthia's clever manipulation.
Emma broke her passionate kiss with Keli and looked down at the hands fondling and teasing her cunt and at Cynthia's tongue laving her stiff nipples. She knew from experience that women have a better instinct for romance, for dalliance. They savor and stroke and caress and fool around without hurry, taking the time to bring their partner to full readiness, enhancing the anticipation.
Keli nibbled Cynthia's puffy lower lip and whispered, "You ought not hide your sweet cunt underpanties, darling. Leave it uncovered and available."
"Stop wearing these silly harnesses on your tits, too," Cynthia said. "Let your big nipples show."
Emma put both hands inside Keli's blouse. She gently lifted one jumbo, swollen tit mound through the opening and affectionately licked the rigid nipple.
"Such beautiful tits," she said softly. She closed her lush lips over the nipple and sucked tenderly.
"Take the other one out," Keli said hoarsely. "I like to have them fondled and sucked."
"And I'm just the girl to do it!" Emma giggled as she lifted the other tit through the opening. She rubbed her palms over Keli's nipples, then hefted both tits, as though weighing them. She kissed each nipple. "I love your thick nipples."
"They've been hard ever since I called you," Keli said with a chuckle. "Why don't we all get naked and have some real fun?"
"Now you're talking!" Cynthia panted. "What if somebody comes in to check out a book?"
"They can check us out!" Emma giggled.
"I locked and bolted the door," Keli said.
Cynthia jumped up, wriggled out of her dress and threw it aside. She posed for them in heels, panties, and long dark nylons, a glorious picture of appetizing pulchritude. A heavy flow of savory juice had soaked the crotch of her pink, lace-trimmed panties all along her crevice. The twin ivory towers of her luscious tits bulged from her chest, her pale pink nipples tumid with rising passion.
"You look so sexy in heels, garter belt and hose, darling," Emma said.
Cynthia stripped off her panties and kicked them in the air with the toe of her sandal. She undulated her hips, then turned slowly, displaying her body for the full visual effect. Her perfectly shaped ass looked simply adorable. Facing the couch again, she spread her stately legs, put her hands behind her head and executed several coital thrusts. Pussy juice dribbled down the inside of her thighs, glistening like snail tracks. She giggled and sat down between Keli and Emma.
Cynthia's eroticism, her eagerness, hit Keli and Emma in the core of their being. They struggled out of their clothes sitting down, turning and twisting and lifting their asses so they could get naked as quickly as possible.
Cynthia shivered as their tits rubbed against her arms. She leaned back and opened her legs. The puffy state of her twat and her swollen tits said she was ready for some really hot fun. Keli and Emma turned to her and put their hands between her legs. They fondled her snatch, pulled the lips apart and tickled her slit. They teased her clit and took turns sticking a couple of fingers up her cunt hole and finger-fucking her.
"Ooooooo!" Cynthia whined.
"Go down on her, darling," Emma said. "I want to watch you suck her off."
Cynthia slid forward on the couch and spread her legs as the horny little blonde got down on the floor and moved up between her knees. Emma moved over next to Cynthia and opened her own legs.
"Open her pussy and look at it," Emma said.
Keli smiled and put one hand on each side of Cynthia's blonde-furred cunt. She gently peeled the lips apart and gazed lovingly at the humid slit. The construction of the delicate, yet hardy, female plumbing fascinated her.
"Do you like to look at her pussy?" Emma put one hand on Keli's head and tenderly smoothed her hair back.
"Oh, yes, very much."
"Put your fingers in my cunt," Cynthia moaned. The blonde's fingers on her snatch were making her hotter than hell. "Two of them!"
Keli put her index and middle finger together and slid them slowly into Cynthia's sheath. Cynthia hunched her ass to get the fingers all the way up her love tunnel and contracted her strong muscles sharply.
"Ooooooo, your cunt is so tight," Keli muttered.
"I exercise it every day," Cynthia gasped.
"Riding a hard cock helps." Emma quipped. "Lick her clit." She applied a slight pressure to the back of Keli's head, pushing it forward.
Keli stared at the prominent kernel of erotic flesh at the top of the lascivious crevice. She looked up at Cynthia, her eyes glittering with wanton excitement. She pursed her lips and leaned forward. Her lips touched the blonde's corpulent clit and opened to surround the hard stud. The beguiling bouquet, the intriguing flavor of Cynthia's sex flower saturated her senses. She pumped her fingers in and out of Cynthia's soggy hole and licked the entire length of the juicy, hot slit with gusto.
Cynthia rewarded the provocative young blonde's clever cunt lapping with a sigh of happiness. Keli licked her slit with delight and thrust her fingers in and out of her hot hole. Just as she was really getting into her salacious endeavors, Cynthia pushed her head away.
"Make Emma's cunt feel good," Cynthia muttered, fighting to retain her senses.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Emma scooted her ass forward to the edge of the couch as Keli scrambled between her knees. She caressed the inside of the brunette's thighs as she gazed at her clit. The large stud stood far out, very prominent even though her cunt lips were still closed.
"God, that big thing looks so tasty!" Keli said softly. She touched the large lump with the tip of one finger.
"Ooohhh," Emma moaned.
Cynthia leaned over so she could see better. "It does looks like a little prick, doesn't it?" she said. "I really like to suck it."
"So do I." Tenderly, lovingly, Keli spread the lips of Emma's twat. Her breathing became shallow and rapid. She trembled all over with excitement and expectation. "I've seen quite a few clits, and yours is the biggest," she whispered.
"Stop talking and lick!" Emma panted.
Keli leaned forward, enveloped the big stud with her lips and sucked gently. Emma's hips writhed sensuously.
Cynthia caressed Keli's head and smiled. "Suck her off, darling," she whispered. "After you suck her off, you can do me, then we'll both do you."
Keli's clit throbbed and tingled. Juice trickled down the inside of both thighs. She thought she just might cum all by herself. She attacked Emma's pussy without warning. She used her tongue and lips furiously, licking and sucking and slurping eagerly.
"Oh, damn!" Emma moaned. "That feels so fucking good, darling. Keep doing it that way."
Keli fucked Emma's sex hole with a stiff tongue. She dragged her tapper up and down the hot, sopping slit. She went after her clit again, using her lips to apply a soft suction as she vibrated her tongue on the sensitive button.
Emma put her legs over Keli's shoulders and her hands behind the blonde's head. She hung on for dear life and bucked and hunched her cunt into Keli's mouth. In mere moments, her passion spiked and her climax came with a lightning bolt of sensation. Her thighs tightened around Keli's head. She pulled the blonde's mouth into her gaping cunt and screamed her pleasure as Keli mauled her clit and sucked with a vengeance.
When Emma's legs slipped off her shoulders, Keli moved between Cynthia's legs to give her cunt the same loving treatment. She loved to get a woman off with her tongue. She finished Cynthia off, then sat back on her heels, licking her lips and grinning from ear to ear.
"Lie down on your back, darling," Emma said. She slipped off the couch and crawled over to Keli.
Cynthia joined her. They each lifted one of Keli's legs and pushed it way out to the side, spreading her crotch wide open. They lowered their heads together. Their tongues moved in unison as they licked along the sides of the blonde's simmering snatch.
"Oh, God!" Keli gasped. "What a fantastic feeling!"
The sensation became even more stupendous when the two women licked her lusty clit bud at the same time. With their cheeks mashed together, they licked her crotch all over, one licking up and down the inside of her slit and the other one licking the outside. They swapped places and covered the entire hairy area with saliva. They captured her quivering clit between the tips of their tongues and wiggled them furiously.
Keli bucked and writhed so hard, she nearly got away. Emma wrapped her arm around one thigh and Cynthia wrapped her arm around the other one to hold her down. They held her legs wide apart, giving them room to keep their heads close together in the fertile valley, and double-tongued her clit until she started cumming.
Emma shoved two fingers up Keli's cunt and thrust them in and out as their tongues mauled her clit. Cynthia stuck one finger in Keli's ass and duplicated Emma's thrusting action.
Keli's climax was deep and strong and mind-boggling. It seemed that half of an eternity passed before her climax eased off and she could take a deep breath.
"God damn!" Keli wheezed. "That was fabulous!"
Cynthia kissed Keli, then moved aside so Emma could kiss her. Their hands wandered over the front of her body, then cupped her tits and kneaded them gently. Keli ran her hands over Cynthia's jumbo tits, then slid her hands under the heavy mounds and hefted them.
"Your tits are so lovely," she said. "I love to suck your big nipples."
She suckled Cynthia's fat, bloated nipples greedily. Robust thrills shot through Cynthia's cunt. She took her tit away from Keli, leaned down and licked her pretty pink nipples. The erect buds tautened to full erectness. She lifted her head and chuckled softly.
"Your nipples are so responsive," Cynthia said.
"So is my clit!" Keli giggled. "It's tingling like mad."
"Well, let's see if we can help it along." Cynthia cupped her own large mounds in her hands and rubbed her full, hard nipples across Keli's, bringing a deep moaning sigh from her. "There's no feeling like hard nipples rubbing together."
"Oh, I can think of several things as good," Emma said. "How about clits rubbing together? Or a hard nipple rubbing a clit?"
"Oh, let's do it all!" Keli exclaimed.
Cynthia laughed sexily. "Oh, never fear, darling. We will." She kissed the tip of Keli's nose, then her lips. "I want to fuck you."
Emma smoothed Keli's blonde tresses, then caressed her cheek. "So do I, darling."
"Get your dildo, darling," Cynthia said to Emma.
"You came prepared, didn't you?" Keli laughed.
"Why do you think I carry such a big handbag?" Emma replied. She took her dildo out of her handbag and held it up. "A friend in need. Never leave home without it."
"Oh, it has a dildo on each side of the harness," Keli said. "I've never seen one like that."
"A dildo in your pussy makes it steadier," Emma said. "Otherwise, you have to hold the damn thing. I like to fuck like a man."
Cynthia strapped the dildo on. The fake dick jutted out from her loins like a real cock. She looked down at it and grinned. "I feel so sexy every time I strap on one of these things. It becomes my cock!" She snickered. "I look like a girl with a cock."
"Or a guy with really big tits," Emma giggled.
"You look so fucking sexy with a cock!" Keli said.
"Fucking is the operative word, darling," Cynthia said with a sexy laugh.
"We can't leave Emma out," Keli said.
"She can sit on your face while I fuck you," Cynthia replied.
"I have a better idea," Emma said. "I'll lie down and Keli can get over me in a sixty-nine. She can lick my clit and I'll lick hers while you fuck her."
"That's a wonderful idea," Keli said. "Let's do it."
Emma lay down and Keli crawled over her in reverse. Cynthia knelt behind Keli with her cock pointing straight at the blonde's dripping snatch.
Keli looked back over her shoulder at Cynthia. "Give it to me, darling," she whispered. "Fuck me good."
Emma pulled Keli's cunt down and licked her clit. Cynthia leaned over and licked her asshole and slit.
Keli shivered. "If you two don't stop that, we'll never get around to fucking!" she gasped.
"like hell we won't!" Cynthia said.
Cynthia aimed the head of the tool at Keli's tender love hole. She parted the wet blonde hair over the tight hole with the tip of the cock and pushed. The wide head rolled the puffy lips of Keli's pussy inward as it drove into her humid twat.
"You're so tight. So tight and hot," Cynthia murmured.
"Oh, God, darling, fuck me!" Keli wailed. "Shove your big cock in me and fuck me hard!"
"Going to fuck you so hard your teeth will rattle," Cynthia replied.
Cynthia slipped about half of the thick vinyl cock into Keli's sopping love sheath. She leaned over and rubbed her hard nipples on Keli's back as she stuffed the rest of her cock into the horny blonde's quivering channel.
Keli lowered her head and buried her mouth in Emma's succulent quim. She rocked back and forth, helping Cynthia impale her and spreading her juice over Emma's face. She pushed her hands under Emma and fondled the firm cheeks of her ass as her tongue speared between the puffy pussy lips and into the brunette's hot box.
Cynthia rotated her hips in cunt-stretching circles as she fucked her girlfriend with robust strokes. The head of her cock rubbed Keli's G-spot as the stem flew in and out of the blonde-haired cunt in a tan blur. Keli's juice flowed like a river, keeping her cunt and Cynthia's cock well-lubricated.
Keli's tongue wiggled and slithered in Emma's pussy in concert with Cynthia's plundering cock. The three raunchy women quickly established a coordinated rhythm that brought joy to all. The base of the big fake cock rubbed against Cynthia's clit as she thrust in and out of Keli. Moans and groans and muffled snuffling filled the air, along with the strong smell of overheated pussy.
Keli reveled in the taste of pussy. Her tongue worked lickety-split, lashing Emma's oversize clit and slurping up the delectable sex sap that flowed freely from her love hole.
Emma rocked and rolled, rubbing her liquefied twat all over Keli's face. Keli's tongue felt marvelous on her clit, brought her so close to a climax that it almost hurt.
With increasingly insistent strokes of her dynamic tongue, Keli greedily delved into Emma's gaping lower lips. Emma's moans became deeper, matching Keli's muffled moans. Cynthia fucked Keli's feverish cunt harder, adding her own salacious grunts and groans as the dildo up her own snatch pushed her closer to orgasm.
Keli increased the lustiness and swiftness of her oral caresses. She felt the brunette's thighs tremble against her cheeks and knew she would soon bring her to a shattering climax. She wanted to give Emma the utmost pleasure, wanted the brunette's love juice to inundate her mouth and tongue so she could savor the fruits of her oral efforts.
Sensations of ecstatic enchantment tore through Keli's voluptuous body, both from the enjoyment of eating Emma's exquisite cunt and the delight of Emma's vinyl cock steadily plundering her own cunt.
Emma fucked the young blonde with consummate skill. She slid the long shaft of her cock nearly out of Keli's heated hole and screwed it around, then gradually shoved it back into her tight channel. She moved up to settle her cock deep, to totally fill the young woman's cunt. She wiggled and twisted, then pulled back and repeated the tactic.
Keli changed from licking Emma's slit to sucking impetuously on her clit. She drew the large erect kernel between her pouty lips and darted her tongue over and around the sensitive stud. Emma locked her silky thighs tightly around the blonde's head and she moaned with increasing excitement.
Keli's ardent oral action drove Emma into the throes of a ferocious orgasm. She ground her torrid twat into Keli's face as she bucked and writhed and twisted. Keli rocked back and forth in rhythm with Cynthia's furious fucking as she licked Emma's clit. Cynthia rammed her cock in and out of Keli's boiling snatch, harder and faster. On the third stroke, Keli's orgasm started. Emma's snatch muffled her screams of pleasure.
Keli's bucking and jerking and twisting brought Cynthia off. Keli's orgasm raged furiously, tightening her cunt. Cynthia lost her ability to fuck as her own climax washed over her. She held her cock to the hilt in Keli's tight hole and merely hunched.
Cynthia sat back, panting hard. Keli turned around and crawled to Cynthia.
"My turn," Keli said. "Give me the dildo. I'm going to fuck Emma while you two eat each other out."
"You don't even slow down, do you?" Emma laughed.
"I spend half of my free time sleeping," Keli replied. "I have to make the most of the other half."
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Keli was restless. She wandered around her apartment naked, trying to decide what to do. She wasn't in the mood to cook or go out and eat. She got a glass of wine and took a long bubble bath.
She hadn't a cock in four days, not since she and Nancy double-teamed Professor Gordon Howard in Nancy's office. Her caper with Cynthia and Emma the next night didn't count. Girls and dildos were a diversion, something to do for fun between live cocks.
She went to the kitchen and got another glass of wine. She checked her answering machine and listened to the message from Eric. He wanted to come over, and she knew he wanted to talk about them living together. She left his message on the machine and went back to the bedroom.
She put on a pair of lacy black panties cut high on the legs. She paused a moment, then put on her peasant outfit, a white blouse with a low-cut scoop neck, a flaring, multicolored skirt and straw sandals. She let her hair down and brushed it until it shone. She found the book she had been meaning to read and walked a couple of blocks to the charming little Italian restaurant she liked to frequent.
Shortly after she sat down, she saw Peter Hand standing in the door, staring at her. She smiled and waved. She didn't want to encourage Nancy's boss, but she couldn't be rude to him. He paused a moment, then came to her table.
"Keli?" he said. "I saw a beautiful woman with great legs come in, but I didn't know it was you."
"Maybe it was some other woman," she replied. "Would you like to sit down?"
He pulled out a chair and sat across from her. "No, it was you. I didn't recognize you with your hair down and without your glasses. I had no idea that you were so attractive."
She laughed nervously. "I don't know if that's a compliment or a pass, Mr. Hand," she said.
"Well, it's definitely a compliment," he replied. "I don't think I meant it as a pass. Consciously, anyhow."
"Have to watch that old subconscious. It'll get you every time. What brings you here?"
"The ravioli. Nancy said you recommended it quite highly."
Keli thought for a moment. "Yes, I guess I did. She and I were talking about authentic Italian restaurants, and I told her about this place."
"You told Nancy that it's handmade and stuffed with a delicious filling. Hard to find ravioli that doesn't taste like it came out of a can."
She grinned impishly. "Part of that delicious filling is spinach," she said.
Peter grinned. "Are you implying that I won't like it because I'm a man? I eat spinach, broccoli, cauliflower, green salads, all kinds of vegetables. That really isn't so rare, you know. I don't think that women and recalcitrant children eat all the vegetables consumed in this country."
"Well, you have a sense of humor, at least," she said with a soft smile. "Are you a vegetarian?"
"Heavens, no," he said quickly. "I have to have meat. According to my wife, raw. Actually, I like it medium-rare, but she still doesn't know that. Even after fifteen years of marriage."
"If you're going to have ravioli, you'd better order."
"You don't mind if I sit with you, do you? I hate to eat alone." He glanced at her book. "You go right ahead and read your book. Just sitting without someone is all I need."
A few minutes earlier, she would have minded. She had met him only a couple of times, and he seemed standoffish. Now that she knew he wasn't, she welcomed his company. She put her book on the floor by her handbag.
"I don't mind at all."
Peter signaled the waiter and ordered. He glanced at Keli's wine glass and ordered a bottle of what she was drinking.
"You're better company than I expected," Keli said.
"Ah, to be young again and not worry about being honest," he laughed. "Thank you. Nancy said that you're very candid. She thinks quite highly of you, by the way."
"When I applied for the job, I was afraid she wouldn't hire me. I am pretty young to be the assistant head librarian."
"Chronological age has nothing to do with it. You're very mature." He paused and studied her very carefully for a few moments. "In addition to Nancy's conspicuous physical qualities, which I believe you're intimately familiar with, she's a good judge of people. And a damn good librarian."
Keli gazed at him in silence as the waiter put their food on the table and poured the wine.
"I think our conversation just got into deep water," she said quietly after the waiter left.
"But not hot water, I hope," he said with a smile. He took a bite of ravioli. "Ummm, this is delicious. I'm glad you recommended it. Nancy and I are intimate friends. Have been for years. We each have something the other wants."
Keli smiled faintly. "A mutual exchange, huh?"
"That's what makes the world go round," Peter replied. "Neither of us takes more than is offered, or offers less than is taken."
"Are you offering me something, or do you want me to offer you something?"
"As you said, it has to be mutual."
"Did you come to this restaurant tonight hoping I would be here?"
"I came for the ravioli. Until I saw you, I hadn't given it any thought. Honest."
"Do you believe in serendipity?"
"Yes. I also believe we make our own luck, good or bad."
"You're married." She didn't know why she said it. She had already made up her mind that she would fuck him.
He grinned. "So I am. What difference does that make? I'm not asking you to run away with me. I made a simple proposition. You're free to take it or refuse it, without repercussions."
"Nancy said much the same thing," Keli said softly.
"Nancy and I think a lot a-like, Keli," he said. "Our relationship isn't solely sexual. We enjoy each other's company. If we had met earlier, our lives might have gone in a different direction."
"How does she feel about you talking to other people about your relationship?"
"I don't talk to other people in general about it. She suggested that I talk to you. She does that sometimes, when she meets someone she thinks is special."
"Does that mean she wants the three of us to get together?"
"If you're willing," he said. "I'm not a young man, Keli. She wants you to know that I can hold up my end."
"I think there's a pun in there somewhere," she laughed. "A poor one. I expect a lot, Peter. But I'm sure you can hold up your end, or Nancy wouldn't keep inviting you back."
His grin widened. "I always thought you were an insightful girl with a keen wit. You deserve a lot, and people usually get what they deserve."
Keli nodded. "I've never been with an older man." She didn't count Gordon Howard. He was at least ten years younger than Peter.
"We're all built the same, Keli. Age slows us down a little. A caring man learns ways to compensate."
"If Nancy-likes you, you must be a caring man." She tilted her head to one side and smiled shyly. "What do I call you?"
"If you're not comfortable with my given name, call me whatever you want." He grinned. "I'm sure you can't make up worse names than I've been called."
"I almost didn't come here tonight, Peter. A man I date often has been after me to live with him. He wanted to come over tonight and talk about it."
"And you didn't want to talk about it. Remember the old saying, act in haste and repent in leisure. If I may offer a little fatherly advice, don't do anything you might regret."
"Come to think of it, you do remind me a little of my father," she laughed. She picked up her book and handbag. "I live a couple of blocks from here. We can walk. You can come back later for your car."
Peter nodded and left enough money to cover the bill, plus a generous tip. Keli didn't feel the butterflies until they were on the street. She wanted very much to fuck him. She hoped he liked her.
"Thank you for buying my dinner," she said.
"You're welcome. Considering the company, I got a bargain."
"The fringe benefits aren't bad either," she laughed. "I seldom take a man home, Peter."
"Then I feel doubly honored," he said very softly. "You're so lovely and desirable, Keli. I want you very much."
She smiled. "A girl-likes to know that she's wanted, and not just a quick, meaningless roll in the hay to relieve the pressure."
"By the way, I'm not passive, but I take directions very well."
"With Nancy, you'd have to," she laughed. "I'm not passive either. I'm sure we can work everything out to our mutual satisfaction."
They reached the door of her apartment, and she gave him the key. He unlocked the door and stood aside for her to enter first. She put her book and handbag down and turned to face him.
He took her in his arms and kissed her lips gently. She put one hand on the nape of his neck and her other hand on the back of his head. She opened her mouth and her lips came alive as his tongue slipped into her mouth. He cupped her ass and pulled her mound against his crotch.
She undulated her hips, felt his cock growing in his pants. She wondered if it was as large as Eric's. Probably not. She didn't think many men were that well hung. The passionate kiss and thinking about his cock boosted the fire in her cunt.
He broke the kiss and looked around. He picked her up and carried her down the hall to the bedroom.
"You're stronger than I expected," she said. "I feel like a fair maiden being rescued from a dragon."
"Don't speak too soon, fair maiden," he chuckled. He stood her on her feet and sat on the edge of the bed. "I might be the dragon."
"Promises, promises," she giggled.
She smiled coyly and pulled her blouse down to give him a brief peek at her tits. He watched the beautiful young woman with fervor dancing in his eyes. She stared directly into his eyes as she slipped the blouse off her shoulders and pushed it over her hips. She undid the single button on the waistband of her skirt and slid the short zipper down. Her tits jiggled as she wiggled her hips and pushed the skirt and blouse down together. Her pussy was clearly outlined in her lacy panties. She gave him a smile that melted his heart and stepped out of her clothes. She stood with her legs apart and her hands on her hips.
"It doesn't embarrass me for you to look," she said softly. "Am I what you expected?"
"Without doubt," he said, his voice hoarse with lust. "Nancy said you're breathtaking. I agree wholeheartedly."
She nodded and smiled. "It gets better. I'm very good. One of the best pieces of ass you'll ever have."
The uninhibited, compelling sexual magnetism radiating from her voluptuous body swept over him.
"I'll bet you are."
She smiled mischievously and cupped her swollen tit mounds. Her large nipples were a beautiful dusty rose color. They were puckered, distended with lust. She eyed the growing bulge in his pants as she methodically ran her thumbs over her nipples.
He sat perfectly still, enjoying the show as she titillated him with her coquettish behavior. He felt no sense of urgency. This was a game better played out with stimulating leisure.
She caught the top of her panties in her fingers. She pulled them up and sawed the narrow crotch into her hairy slit. She hunched her hips, simulating a fucking motion, and spread juice over her pussy. She pushed her panties off her foxy ass and let them fall around her ankles. She caught them with her toe and tossed them into his lap.
Her body was alive with hedonistic desire. Her nipples stood proudly erect. She ran a hand through her muff and fluffed up the brown curls around the lips of her cunt. Her finger brushed her sensitive love button, and she shuddered with spontaneous spasms of lust.
"Now you," she whispered with unconcealed urgency.
He stood, went to her and kissed her lips. His tongue tickled over her neck and ears, flicked into her open mouth and briefly nuzzled her left nipple as his fingers grazed between her open thighs. She purred as he touched her.
She moved around him and sat on the edge of the bed with her legs open so he could see her pussy clearly as he undressed. She ran the tip of her tongue over her lips. Her mouth was as wet and slippery as her slit. His balls ached. He wanted to jump on her, to fuck her immediately, to fill her with his hot, thick cream. He restrained his urgency and undressed.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
"I'm going to run my hands all over your body," Keli moaned. "Going to suck and bite your nipples and fuck your mouth with my tongue." She squeezed her tits and rolled her hard nipples between her fingers.
She made Peter so frantic that he fumbled and stumbled as he tore off his clothes. When he slid his zipper down, her hands slid down her body, into the smoldering heat between her thighs. He kicked his pants away and slowly stroked his rigid rod.
Her fingers dipped between her swollen cunt lips. He stared at her hand as her fingers moved quickly in and out of her luscious love tunnel. Her large clit stood out between her pouting pussy lips. Her fingers slurped in the heavy juice flowing from her honey hole. He could hardly wait to stick his head between her shapely thighs and suck up her savory sauce and lick her hard clit.
His cock pulsed and twitched in his hand. Her soggy pussy was wide open and inviting. He walked slowly to her and leaned over. She crushed her lips to his and her tongue stabbed into his mouth. She probed his mouth and pinched his nipples and pumped his cock. Her busy hands at play on his body fired him up more.
He fondled her glorious tits and nipples, rubbing and squeezing them between his fingers. Her tongue fucked his mouth furiously. His hand lightly traced a path from her tits down to her liquefied snatch. Her furry mound felt like a small oven. She hunched hard against his fingers and moaned.
"Finger-fuck me," she murmured against his lips. "Ram your fingers in my wet little pussy, and I'll cum for you."
His finger touched her clit. An electric shock ripped through her. She arched her back and flooded his fingers with moisture as she came in a rush of passion. She fell back on the bed and he followed her, flicking his finger rapidly over her clit. She ended up on her back with him bent over her, still kissing her fervently. She never lost her grip on his prick.
Her orgasm tapered off. He broke the kiss and stared into her eyes. He couldn't handle the way she was pumping his throbbing prick.
"I want to fuck your tits!" he whispered excitedly.
She smiled and nodded without hesitation. She put her hands on his hips and helped him get over her chest with his cock lying between her bountiful, firm tits. She put her hands on the outside of her splendid globes and squeezed them tightly around his thick shaft.
He reached behind him and diddled her swollen clit as he thrust his cock between her creamy mounds. She cried out and came again. She held her tits tightly to his prick as her body bucked and twisted. He rode her chest, getting an added thrill from the violent movements of her terrific body. Her screams increased in volume when he shot thick streams of milky cum onto her chest and neck.
He sat down beside her. She smiled dreamily and rubbed his cum into her skin, then licked her fingers clean.
"You're something else," he said.
Her eyes widened in surprise. "You don't think that's the end of it, do you? I'm just getting warmed up, baby!"
She grabbed his prick and pulled him back over her. She tugged him forward until the knob of his cock touched her lips. She sucked his cockhead enthusiastically, sending shock waves of pleasure surging through him and quickly bringing him to full erection again. His prick jerked and bounced up and down on her tongue.
She adored making love to his cock, loved to torment him so sweetly. She rubbed the throbbing head of his prong all over her face and let it pulse freely in front of her mouth as she toyed with it with her tongue. She licked the head, swirled her tongue around it. She covered it with her mouth and sucked noisily as she took it deep into her mouth.
She held onto his dick and sucked hungrily as he turned around and put his head between her thighs. Her cunt was exquisite, perfectly shaped and exuding a stimulating, musky aroma; an 'clair to be nibbled on the outside and licked deeply on the inside. The inner lips were swollen, pouting open, begging to be kissed. Her big pink clitoris, erect with yearning, stood proudly out of its hood, waiting eagerly for the touch of his tongue.
He moved his mouth slowly toward the hairy banquet. He blew hot breath over her overflowing honey pot. She raised her cunt toward his mouth, silently telling him that she wanted his lively tongue probing her sultry plexus of pleasure.
He licked her clit and juicy crack. The flavor of her pussy was delightful. Her juice trickled down his chin as he lapped at her savory slit. He felt his balls filling with another load of cum. The pressure at the base of his cock rose steadily as she alternated between sucking on his dick and rubbing the head over her hard nipples.
Spreading her pussy lips with his fingers, he devoted his attention to her tumescent clit. He sucked the bloated stud into his mouth. As he licked, sucked and gently bit the hard, sensitive nubbin, he caressed her smooth thighs and well-rounded ass cheeks.
She moaned loudly. He squeezed and fondled her ass with juice-drenched hands. He tickled her wet, hot hole, and she went absolutely crazy. She came with a rush and roar, releasing a flood of sweet girl cum. Moments later, he came. He kept his tongue on her clit and his finger in her cunt as he filled her mouth with a torrent of hot, sticky seed.
They thrashed together, their moans and screams muffled as they gave each other the utmost in pleasure. He finally stopped cumming and turned around.
He pulled her over him and stretched out full length on top of his body. He reveled in the feel of her solid tits pressing into his chest and her hairy mound mashed against his cock. She opened her thighs and let his prick slid up against the lips of her wet cunt. She writhed and wiggled as they kissed deeply. They exchanged tongues and bit each other's lips tenderly.
"Your cock is hard again," she whispered.
"Damned if it isn't," he replied. "I think the dragon captured me this time."
"My pussy's on fire, and you've got the hose."
She rose to a sitting position, then got on her feet and squatted over his loins. She closed her hand around the thick shaft of his cock and guided the head as she slowly lowered her ass. Her steamy love tunnel surrounding his prick felt magnificent.
She seated his cock fully. She put her hands on his belly to steady herself and started riding his prick from the root to the tip. He let her control the action, staring at her with lustful eyes. Her tits bounced up and down as she went faster and faster, riding his prick vigorously.
He put one hand in her crotch and fingered her clit. He pulled her nipples with the other hand. She bit her lower lip, then opened her mouth wide and screamed as she started cumming again. Her pace quickened as her orgasm grew in intensity until she was humping her ass up and down furiously. Her strong young legs worked mightily to propel her cunt up and down his stout love spear. The muscles in her cunt squeezed and relaxed rhythmically, milking his cock. When she reached the peak of her passion, the muscles got so tight it felt as if she would pull the head of his cock off and swallow it.
She slowed her torrid pace as her orgasm tapered off. She looked down into his face and muttered, "You think you aren't going to cum, don't you? Well, I'll show you, mister!"
Once more, her pace increased. He rose valiantly to the challenge. He grabbed her, pulled her down, and rolled over with her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled his prick all the way into her cunt. She chuckled happily as he fucked her with long, fast strokes. His balls slapped against the cheeks of her ass each time he hit bottom with the end of his love lance. The muscles inside her cunt resumed their milking action, squeezing and relaxing, squeezing and relaxing.
"Cum, baby!" she hissed. "Fuck me! I'm going to get your cum! You can't resist me!" She pulled and twisted his tiny nipples, just as he had played with her tit buds. Her tongue circled her lips in a totally lascivious, depraved gesture. "You've never had your cock in a better pussy, have you?" she taunted him gleefully. "My pussy is the best you've ever had, isn't it? It's better than your wife's or Nancy's, isn't it."
"Yes!" he grunted.
"Then fuck me, stud! Show me how much you like my tender little pussy! Fuck my brains out and fill me with cum!"
Her big tits shimmied and shook from the force of his pounding prick. Her face twisted in sweet agony as he rammed into her again and again, with all the virility he could muster.
She stopped talking and began to whimper and moan. He knew she was about to cum again. He struggled to increase the tempo of his cock slashing in and out of her superheated sex tunnel. She was so wet, his cock made a loud squishing sound as it plunged in and out.
'Wow!" she yelled. "Fill my cunt, baby! Give me your cum!"
Her screams reverberated off the walls and ceiling. Her body went into motion from the tips of her toes to the top of her head. She bounced and twisted, bucked and jerked, writhed and shuddered. She threw her cunt at him and clawed his shoulders with her nails, cumming so hard, so deep, that she didn't know what she was doing.
He groaned and rode her hairy saddle for all he was worth. Her cunt was so tight and demanding that he couldn't refuse her. He pounded her pussy. Her tits shook. Her body writhed. His cum rose in him, a seductive force he couldn't withstand. His aching balls exploded and pumped love juice through his prick in a mad rush.
She grabbed the cheeks of his ass in both hands. She dug her fingers into his flesh as she pulled at him, trying to get all of him into her cunt. His hot cream hitting the bottom of her sheath triggered yet another orgasm in her. She lost her voice and acted as if gripped by a violent seizure. Her body movement became spastic.
Their bodies seemed to fuse together at the crotch. He thought he would never stop cumming. He knew she wouldn't.
After what seemed an eternity, he fell forward on top of her, his energy spent, his cock totally drained. She twitched and jerked for several more moments. She put her arms around him, held him close and kissed him passionately. Again and again.
"God, you're a real stud!" she whispered.
"And you're a mighty fine piece of ass," he said.
"You could teach younger men a thing or two. No one has ever fucked me better. I'm glad Nancy told you to make a run at me."
"So am I," he chuckled. "We'll meet this way again, won't we?"
Keli grinned happily. "Count on it. I like the way you fuck. And, you can tell Nancy that I would love to party with the two of you. Anytime she wants. Every time she wants."
Thoughts of Eric were the furthest thing from her mind at the moment.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Keli was getting ready to dial Eric's number when the phone rang. The unexpected sound startled her.
"Hi," Eric said.
"Hello, Eric. You must be psychic. I was just about to call you."
"I was wondering if something happened to you. I left a message three days ago."
"I know. I know what you wanted to talk about. I had to have time to think. Will you meet me for lunch? I'll buy."
"Why don't you come here? I'm not a bad cook."
"I didn't know that," she said. The instant she said it, she knew she opened herself up for a zinger. She thought quickly and cut him off at the pass. "But I don't know a lot of things about you, do I? I thought it might be better if we met on neutral ground. So we can talk without distractions."
"I can't imagine what distractions you're talking about," he said drolly.
"Smart ass," she chuckled. "Will you promise not to jump my bones until we talk."
"No," he said simply.
"I didn't think so," she said. "Well, I'll come over there anyway. About a half-hour?"
"Fine. Lunch will be waiting."
His house looked different in daylight. Thick evergreens, about ten feet tall, grew across the front of the lot. She didn't remember seeing them. Maybe she had the wrong address. She pulled into the driveway and saw his car. The front yard was xeriscaped with stones, boulders, desert shrubs, and cacti. She nodded in approval. High desert is no place for grass that takes a lot of water, although most of the people in the city wouldn't agree with her.
Eric met her at the door with a kiss. "Come on in the kitchen with me. Lunch is ready. I hope you like quiche."
"Quiche? A man who not only eats quiche, but cooks it? Am I in the wrong house?" She kept her voice light and bantering, hoping to ease the tension that she felt.
"As you said, there's a lot you don't know about me. Sit down." He served the quiche, a small salad and wine. "Have you come to a decision?"
"Sort of," she replied. "Conditionally. The last time we were together, you said we would have to work out the details of living together. You included monogamy as one of the details. What exactly did you mean?"
"In my book, monogamy equals monotony. I'm not too keen on either one. If monogamy is one of the conditions of us living together, I cannot live with it."
"I need to know more," she said. "Are you saying that you want an open relationship? like an open marriage. That we would still date others? Assuming that I agree to shack up with you."
"I was thinking more along the lines of doing things together. Not all the time, but when the mood strikes us. I don't suppose it would hurt if one of us occasionally had someone else. As long as we didn't sneak around or do something that would hurt the other one."
She tossed off her wine to gain time and let her heart settle down. Her pussy tingled. And got very, very wet!
"More wine?" he asked.
She held out her glass. "I had no idea," she said softly. "You never said anything like that before."
"You never gave me a chance," he said. He grinned to show her that he wasn't angry. "Every time I brought up the idea of living together, you changed the subject. I told you how I feel. Now, you tell me how you feel."
"The same way you do. We're both still young, with a lot of life to live. I think we can have a committed relationship without taking vows of celibacy."
"One look at you would make anybody break his vow of celibacy," he laughed. "I think you don't know how sexy your are."
"Maybe I'm too sexy. I've been burning the candle at both ends, Eric. In part because I was running away from you."
"And the other part?"
"I like sex. But I can't keep on running wild. I'll burn out before I'm thirty."
"Is that why you want to live with me? Do you think I can protect you from yourself?"
"I think a lot of you, Eric. Something close to love. True love, not sexual love. Although I adore sex with you. Given time, a month or two of being together all the time, and it will probably develop into full-blown love. I feel comfortable and safe with you. I need stability, and you can give it to me. Guess I don't qualify as a bra-burning fem-libber, huh?"
"As far as I know, you don't often wear a bra," he chuckled. "Which is fine with me. I like to watch your gorgeous tits jiggle when you walk."
She grinned. "Yeah, I get a lot of stares." She took a sip of wine and screwed up her courage. "I'm bi, Eric," she said softly.
"I know."
"Oh? How?"
"I've seen the way a couple of your girlfriends look at you and act around you. I wondered when you were going to get around to telling me."
"Then I guess it doesn't bother you."
"I want a particular kind of woman and a particular kind of relationship. You're the woman, and I think we can have the relationship."
"I suppose you expect me to bring girls home for us both to enjoy," she said with a big grin.
"Of course. I'm not totally altruistic."
"Suppose I want other men now and then?"
"I expect you to. Threesomes aren't always two women and one man. I know a couple of swing groups we can join."
"Could you help another man double-team me?"
"Yes."
"Suppose I wanted to invite a man I've had before?"
"Jealousy is a sign of insecurity, Keli, and I'm not insecure."
"No, I didn't think you were." She finished her wine and set the glass down carefully. "I won't fuck another man without your knowledge and consent, Eric. As long as I have all the variety I need with you, I doubt that I would even want to go one-on-one with another man."
"I feel the same way."
"Take me to bed, Eric. Make love to me as only you can."
He went around the table and kissed her. She took a deep breath, rose, and went down the hall with him. His bedroom wasn't what she expected. It was light and airy, with none of the heavy, dark furniture that men seemed to favor. Plants hung in the windows. It was decorated in burgundy and cream. The kind of bedroom a man shared with a woman. The bed was big enough for a crowd, covered by a burgundy comforter.
"Do you like it?" he asked. "I decorated it with you in mind. I didn't know if you would ever agree to live with me, but I had high hopes."
"I like it very much," she said softly. "You have good taste."
"That's why I'm with you," he replied.
"Silver-tongued devil," she giggled.
"Look around."
She turned all the way around and chuckled. The bed was reflected on three sides by huge mirrors. She glanced up and laughed out loud. A mirror covered the ceiling over the bed.
"Quiche for lunch, a bedroom decorated with a woman in mind, and mirrors all over the place. You certainly aren't a traditional male."
"Oh, I don't know," he said. "I love to sit in my recliner and watch three football games in a row on Sunday. Then come back for more on Monday night."
"How long is half-time?"
"Fifteen minutes or so."
"Time enough for a quickie. We'll manage." She stood at the foot of the bed where she could see herself and undressed. "Several days ago, I happened to watch myself in the mirror on my closet door as I dressed. I wondered what it would be like to watch myself fuck. Now, I'm going to find out." She crawled on the bed, lay on her back and stared into the overhead mirror. Her mind raced like a thoroughbred pounding toward the finish line. "This is going to take some getting used to."
"Not much, not with your lascivious spirit," he laughed.
She watched him in the mirrors as he undressed. "I feel like we're making love for the first time," she said softly.
"I'll try not to disappoint you."
She looked at his cock in the mirror. "Oh, I'm sure you won't!"
He got on the bed, slid his left arm under her body, and snuggled her to him. He smoothed her hair back from her forehead. He kissed the end of her nose, then each of her eyes. He caressed her cheeks with a very light touch.
"Do you like to play with your pussy and get yourself off?" he asked softly, his lips playing over her mouth and cheeks.
"Sure. Doesn't every girl?"
"No."
"Well, all the girls I know do. I know one girl, Emma, who has a really huge clit that sticks way out. When she wears panties, they rub it and keep her in a constant state of arousal. When she doesn't wear panties, her thighs rub it and juice runs down her legs. She plays with it all the time. She especially-likes to jack off in front of other people.
I'll bring her home soon and you can watch her."
"Is that all she does?"
"Oh, no! She fucks like a horny minx." She giggled. "She is a horny minx!"
His hand moved lightly over her nipples, bringing them to full erection. "You have luscious nipples." He pulled one out to its full length. "Very thick and very long. I like that." He kissed her lips firmly, without giving her his tongue. "Can you see them in the mirror?"
"Yes. It's kind of weird watching myself this way."
"Does it add to your excitement."
"Oh, yes! I like it."
He caressed the front of her body, going lower and lower, stopping when his fingers touched the top of her bush. Tiny goose bumps sprang up all over her supple skin. With her eyes riveted on the mirror, she took a deep breath and spread her legs very wide. He tickled his fingers through the forest and gently tugged at the longer hairs.
"I'm glad you don't cut your pussy hair."
"I tried shaving it one time. I didn't like it. It prickled and itched when it grew back."
He smoothed her blonde bush, then let his hand move lower. She shivered when his fingers touched the lips of her pussy. She put her arms around him and caressed his back. His fingers moved over the lips of her pussy, feeling their fullness.
"Nice," he said softly. "You're built for fucking."
"I love to fuck," she whispered. Her fingers dug into his flesh when he gently parted the lips of her pussy. "I like it when you play in my pussy."
"The inner lips of your pussy are so long and full. They feel wonderful around my cock." He sat up and looked directly into her crotch. "A foxy girl with a foxy pussy."
He kissed her belly, then got on his knees. He put his left hand on her lower stomach and pressed down gently. He put the tip of his middle finger on her clit and rotated it. He watched closely as the bud thickened and came out of its hood.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
"When you jack off, how do you do it?" Eric asked
Keli was coming up rapidly. "When I do myself by hand, I hold my clit between my first and second fingers and wiggle my hand like mad!" she replied breathlessly. "When I fuck myself with a vibrator, I usually use just one finger on my clit."
"You'll have to give me a demonstration of how you do it each way. I bought some new vibrators for you."
She sucked in her breath sharply. There was more depth to him than she expected. The sensations from her clit grew stronger. She dropped her right hand into his lap. She wrapped her fist around his prick and squeezed. It felt so good.
"I'm going to cum, darling!" she whispered.
"Good. I like to watch you cum."
She tried to breathe deeply. Her lungs felt too full. Her hips twisted around and hunched up and down. She loved what he was doing to her. She pulled on his prick, squeezed it, and stroked her hand slowly up and down the shaft.
He worked his finger faster over her erect clit, using a feathery touch, letting the movement of her body guide him. Different women like being jacked off in different ways. Her moans became louder. She clung to his cock and let herself go. The delightful tingles boiled up from deep inside her belly. Her entire being converged in her crotch. Her body became spastic as her climax seized her and her screams ripped the air.
"Cum, darling, cum hard for me," he murmured. "Let it all out, baby, get it good. Show me how hard you can cum."
She kept her eyes wide open and stared into the mirror over the bed. He continued to frig her clit lightly as the jerking and twitching of her body slowed.
"God, that was good," she murmured. "I love to cum."
"Then let's do it again." She giggled. "Okay."
He stuck two fingers up her cunt. She gasped and jerked his dick. He buried his fingers to the edge of his hand and wiggled the tips. The telltale pebbly flesh had become engorged during her orgasm. He worked his fingers back and forth.
She shuddered wildly, then jerked violently. She dug her heels into the bed, lifted her ass off the mattress and whipped it in tight circles. The sensations nearly blew her mind! She loved it when her
G-spot was rubbed. Not many men even knew a woman had one, let alone how to find it. She squeezed and tugged on his cock.
She came again! This time, she couldn't keep her eyes open. Just before her world exploded and she lost the ability to speak coherently, she wailed, "Oh, Eric! My God, darling! I'm coming apart!"
He worked his fingers over her G-spot rapidly, driving her ever higher. Her body twisted and jerked violently. Her hips corkscrewed wildly. He felt the vibrations of her body as they increased. The interior of her cunt rippled and contracted and gripped his fingers tightly.
Her orgasm went on and on. He jammed his hand against the lips of her cunt and wiggled the tips of his fingers on her G-spot. The impact of his hand on her cunt gave her clit a workout. The sensations shattered her mind. Sweat covered her body. Her voice was raspy from screaming. Her legs weakened. Her ass hit the bed with a soft plop. He eased off on the pressure against her G-spot, but kept his fingers inside her cunt until he was certain she wouldn't cum any more. He removed his fingers from her sopping hole and slid them up and down her gaping slit. Her body twitched a few more times, then ceased moving.
"Oh, Eric, darling, that was magnificent," she whispered. "Now I know why the French call an orgasm the little death." She took a deep breath and shuddered. "Are you going to fuck me now?"
"Not yet. You haven't cum enough yet."
"I just agreed to live with you, darling. Why do you want to kill me?"
"Tell me just before you die and I'll stop," he teased.
He pulled a pillow down and stuffed it under her ass. He got over her in a sixty-nine. "This is still for you," he said. "Don't worry about doing anything but enjoying it."
"Is it okay if I play with your cock?"
"Of course. Just don't get so engrossed with it that you forget what happens to you."
"Don't worry!" she enthused. "I won't make you cum yet, will I?"
"No."
He lowered his head and licked her pussy slowly from top to bottom. He pushed his tongue deep into her hole and fucked her with it. He drew his tongue up her slit and flicked the tip over her engorged clit. Her hips started wiggling almost immediately. She was still high on an erotic plateau from her previous tremendous orgasm. It was only a short distance from there to another climax.
She looked up, into the overhead mirror. Her heart raced at the sight of his head buried between her legs. Then she saw the way his prick reflected, hanging down near her chin. She put both hands on the shaft, pulling and stroking and caressing it.
His balls hung down over one hand, big and full. She moved one hand up to fondle them as she watched herself in the mirror.
"Oh, darling," she moaned, "it feels so good! I'm going to cum again! I'm going to cum, Eric! Oh, God, I'm going to cum so fucking hard!"
She pulled his cock back and stuck the head in her mouth just as her orgasm started, cutting off the scream that bubbled up from her throat. She sucked and gnawed and gulped on the rubbery flesh as her body went into its eccentric gyrations once more.
Her eyes stayed locked on the mirror. The sight of his cock in her mouth drove her crazy. She clung to his balls and cock with both hands. She came more fiercely than before. His tongue worried the head nubbin of her clit the way a hungry dog worries a bone. She curled her legs up and wrapped them around his head. One particularly hard spasm caused her to tense her thighs and pull his face tighter to her pussy.
He pushed back with his head, keeping just enough space between her hairy cunt lips and his nose for him to breathe. He kept his tongue busy, tenderly lashing her clit, cupping her ass in both hands to hang on. He kneaded the firm flesh of her buttocks and pulled them apart.
The tip of his finger touched her asshole. Her body jerked harder from the salacious contact. He eased his finger gently into the puckered ring and licked her clit faster. She spit his cock out, wailed and exploded again. She fell off the thousand-foot cliff and hit the bottom with a soft thud. He licked her heated slit and lapped up her juice.
"Fuck me, darling!" she panted. "Pretend that I'm a hot race car. Stick your hose in me and fill me with high octane juice."
He turned around and kissed her deeply. He thrust his tongue down her throat, giving her a taste of her own pussy. He rolled onto his back with his feet toward the mirror. His cock stood straight up from his groin, throbbing with life.
She caught on immediately. She sat astraddle his hips, her pussy in back of his cock. The shaft rubbed against the lips of her cunt. She looked into the mirror. Her blood began racing again. She giggled and raised her ass. She gripped the shaft, rubbed the head between the lips of her pussy, then eased her ass down, feeding the stiff prong slowly into her overheated sex channel.
She leaned forward, watching her big, fleshy tits swing away from her body and dangle under her chest. Between the large mounds, she saw his cock slide in and out of her pussy as she humped her ass up and down. She sat up so she could see her crotch better. She put her hand on her pussy and touched his shaft with the tips of her fingers as his spear moved in and out of her deep hole.
"Awesome," she whispered.
"What?" he said.
"Your cock, the mirrors, everything, darling." She leaned forward again so she could move her ass faster.
He ran the tip of one finger through the crack of her ass. She shook her ass and twitched harder. He eased his finger in gently, slowly, tenderly penetrating her asshole. She squealed and jerked back at his finger. She got the head of his cock on her G-spot and started twirling her ass in tight little circles.
Another orgasm started bubbling to the surface. The combination of his knob on her G-spot and his finger in her ass brought her up immediately. She stared into the mirror, looking at her jiggling tits, at his cock, at the lips of her pussy rolling in and out with his cock, at her own facial expression.
Her orgasm built rapidly. She lost control; couldn't keep the head of his prick on her G-spot. Not that it mattered now. Her ass moved of its own accord, fucking her cunt up and down his pole, using its full length. When her hips went all the way down, the tip of his cock hit the mouth of her womb. She gasped with each contact and went faster.
He thrust up at her, driving his cock into her in counterrhythm to her downward thrusts. His prick swelled. Blood pounded in his ears. The cum built into a seething pressure, demanding release. He finger-fucked her ass faster. Her ass went up and down rapidly. She was deep into her orgasm, screaming her pleasure and fucking him as hard as she could.
His prick erupted. Gobs of hot cock cream shot into the depths of her cunt, pushing her to a higher plateau. She rode him furiously, squeezing his cock, milking it with her tight twat.
She suddenly collapsed on top of his legs. Her body was as slack as a broken rubber band. She panted and gasped as she fought for breath. Slowly, she slid her ass back to his chest. She leaned down and slurped up his limp cock without using her hands. She inhaled it fully and sucked it gently. The combination of their hot juices stimulated her taste buds. Her pussy had leaked a trail of his cum across his stomach and chest. When she finished with his prick, she followed the sticky trail, licking up his elixir.
He kissed her pussy and caressed her shapely, full ass. She turned around and lay down on top of him. "So, how are you going to like living with a horny librarian?" she said softly, giggling.
"Fine, baby, just fine."
"You can't neglect me, Eric. I need a lot of attention."
"You need a lot of sex," he laughed. "In the end, I guess it comes out the same way."
"Oh, your puns are terrible!" She sat up on his chest. "I'm hungry. Can you cook anything but quiche?"
"Didn't you like my quiche?"
"It was very good, but I don't like to eat the same thing all the time. I need variety. Why do you think I'm a librarian? All those books, and no two the same!"
