"Yes," Reta hissed as Eric's cock slowly entered her, "yes, you're in me. Oooohhh, you're so deep inside me. Ooooh, Nolan, watch us. He's fucking me, darling. Eric is fucking me."
"I know," Nolan answered, his breathing labored. "I'm watching you, baby. Fuck her, Eric, while I fuck your wife."
"Yes, Samantha responded, "yes, Nolan, put your big cock in me."
The smell of sex filled the air, mingling with the steamy vapors rising from the churning whirlpool to create the erotic atmosphere of a sultry swamp, and the music of their moans and sobs was a symphony of desire.
CHAPTER ONE
As she did every day, Samantha Lockhart studied herself in the full-length mirror after her bath.
At twenty-five, she was in her prime, and her dazzling sky-blue eyes danced with the exhilaration of life. Her five-foot-three frame easily supported her 120 pounds, and her tits showed no sign of sagging, even though they filled a 36D bra absolutely full. She wet the tip of one index finger and rubbed her nipples until the large buds expanded and stood up proudly.
In her opinion, her mouth was a tad too large. On the plus side, she had really full, luscious lips. He said her mouth was sensuous and fuckable, and thinking of the way his cock felt when she sucked it made her pussy gush. Grinning mischievously, she teased the long thicket of blonde hair along her slit between her index and second fingers, coaxing it into greater fullness.
As satisfied as possible, given the quality of the raw material, she fixed a tall Black Jack and water for her husband and took a few sips as she waited for him to come home from work.
This was her first marriage, and his second, and all in all, she was satisfied with the way three years had gone. Oh, there were times when she felt a little discontent, like right now, but overall, she couldn't complain.
Sammie heard Eric's key in the door and hurried into the foyer and stood right in the middle of the floor. He closed the door behind him and turned to face her and his eyes got real big.
Her bright red cut-out bra, equally red crotchless panties and red sandals with spike heels and straps that wound over her trim ankles and around the bottom of her well-turned calves warmed the cockles of his heart-and made his cock tingle. He took in her kinky, titillating outfit, her cat-that-ate-the-canary grin and the drink in her hand as an explicit proclamation of her intentions for the evening.
"Wow, fuck-me shoes and everything," he said softly. He accepted the glass and took a gulp of the potent contents. "That outfit is fucking far out!"
His eyes wandered up her body slowly, savoring the beautiful sight, especially the clump of thick hair showing through the slit of her panties and her pale-pink areolae and long, meaty nipples protruding through the cut-outs in her bra. He stepped closer and ran his fuck finger through her slit and with the tip of his finger resting lightly on her clit, he kissed each of her nipples and felt them swell.
"You are one crazy broad," he chuckled.
"Uh huh," she giggled, "and I'm horny, too."
"That isn't anything new," he laughed. "Since I met you, I've never seen a day when you weren't horny. Look up horny in the dictionary, and there will be a picture of you. Mighty pretty picture, too, if you're dressed the way you are now."
"You know I wasn't a virgin when we met, but I didn't get my horny license until then."
"Oh, I don't remember applying for one of those. Did you sneak off and get it when I wasn't looking?"
"It's in our marriage license, darling."
"Where? I didn't read anything like that."
"You didn't read the fine print closely enough. When a girl gets married, she has the right to be horny all the time, and her husband has to see that she's taken care of."
"I'll take care of you, you vixen," he laughed.
He put his arms around her and cupped her ass, and she tilted her mouth up and murmured deep in her throat as his tongue played around the inside of her mouth, exploring gently. He fucked her mouth with his tongue, and she held her lips together lightly.
She could feel his cock against her belly and her hips moved forward spontaneously, pressing her cunt mound against him. He held one cheek of her ass in each hand and pulled her closer, and she moaned and sucked on his tongue as she opened her legs slightly and got the head of his prick between her thighs and dry-fucked him.
She took a small step back and unzipped his pants and dug out his cock and stroked it slowly, breathing hard, a sparkle of carnal excitement lighting up her eyes. "My, my, what a handsome handle. If you want to hang onto a girl, you have to grab her nipples or stick your finger in her pussy."
He stuck his finger in her pussy and reached for a nipple, but she giggled and backed away from him.
"No, not yet. Tonight, we're going to do things my way. Come on, I fixed a bath for you." Holding his cock like a handle, she led him to the bathroom and undressed him, pausing occasionally to fondle and kiss his cock, then put him in the tub and handed him his drink. "Relax while I hang up your clothes, then I'll bathe you."
"What's the occasion? Did I forget my birthday or something?"
"No, you didn't forget your birthday. I'm going to get you all nice and clean, then smear pussy all over you."
"You do that all the time, so what's different?"
"You'll see," she said coyly, and left the room.
She came back into the bathroom, her head cocked slightly to the right and a sly grin on her face.
"Your tits jiggle even though you're wearing a bra," he said.
"You like for them to jiggle, don't you?"
She knelt by the tub and scrubbed him with a rough loofah until his skin tingled, then soaped her hands and washed his balls and cock.
"You know I do."
"Then they're just doing what they're supposed to do."
She grinned and applied more soap to her hands and slowly, lovingly, jerked his dick, using both hands, one above the other. She held his shaft erect with her left hand, made a ring with the thumb and forefinger of her right hand and slipped the ring over his bare knob and twisted her hand with an exaggerated movement while sliding it up and down on just his cockhead.
She stared at him, her eyes smoldering with lust. Her sensuous lips were parted slightly, and the tip of her pink tongue played over them. She looked and felt totally wanton.
"I can feel your pulse throbbing in your cock," she said softly. "Hard to believe it gets so hard from just filling with blood."
His ass humped gently, shoving his prick through her fist, and she giggled. He moaned.
Her soapy fingers around the second most sensitive spot on his body nearly drove him to distraction.
"The first time I saw it," she continued, "I thought that I was a very lucky girl." She alternated between tightening and loosening the ring of her fingers as she stimulated the head of his cock. "Then you gave me the best fucking I'd ever had, and I knew that I was."
He grunted. Craving radiated from the head of his cock and flooded his entire frame. She liked to jack him off, and every time, she did something different.
She wrapped her right hand around his cockhead loosely and cupped his balls in her left hand, and he nearly lost it. She rolled the delicate spheres gently, knowing that she held the most sensitive part of his body, knowing also that if she wished, she could reduce him to a babbling idiot simply by squeezing hard. For a few moments, she rotated and pumped her hand on just the bare knob.
"God, sweetheart," he moaned, "that feels good!"
"Thought you might like it," she whispered in reply.
"I love it," he exclaimed, half under his breath as rapture threatened to take away his voice.
She stared at his stiff rod and licked her lips and said quietly, "Want me to jerk you off and relieve the pressure?"
"What do you have in mind for later?"
"Oh, a little of this and a little of that," she said ambiguously. "Porterhouse steaks and salad for dinner, when we get hungry."
"You appear to have everything well in hand."
"What I have in hand is one great hunk of meat," she said with a giggle. "It fits my pussy perfectly and feels just fabulous in my hand." She stuck out the middle finger of her left hand and tickled the nerve bundle between his balls and his asshole as her right hand moved faster, going up and down the full length of his impressive, pulsating shaft. "You can cum any time, darling," she murmured. "I want to watch your juice spurt out of your cock."
Although he welcomed it, he didn't need her consent. He was beyond the point where he could shut off his orgasm no matter what she said. Even if she removed her hand, he would still cum.
He grunted, a raucous sound that started in the bottom of his stomach and poured from his mouth. An instant later, cum squirted from his cock and his grunts became loud moans, almost yells of joy.
She continued to pump his cock steadily with the same rhythm that brought him to this point and exclaimed in a hoarse whisper, "Ooohhh, darling, just look at the cum fly! Oooooo, I love it! My God, you were excited. There must be a gallon of the stuff. Just look at it!"
He couldn't look. His cock had expanded so much that it pulled his eyelids down, held them so tight that his eyes wouldn't open. Every muscle in his body felt as tight as a bow string and every nerve jangled like sleigh bells. His body wouldn't stop jerking and thrashing, and water splashed out of the tub with as much force as cum squirted from his cock.
She jacked him faster, twisting her hand around the shaft as it went up and down, loosening her grip on the upstroke and tightening it on the downstroke. When her hand reached the end of his cock, her palm passed over the tip, capturing some of his jism, and spread it along his shaft as he hand went down, adding his cum to the soap, making his prick slicker.
She pulled and squeezed and twisted his cock until she drained it dry and, toward the end of his ecstasy, he pried his eyes open and watched her squeeze the last drop of cum from him.
"There," she said sweetly, "how was that?"
"Super," he exulted.
"I had fun doing it. Now, stand up and I'll rinse you."
"If my legs will work," he said with a joyous guffaw. "They feel like jelly. You sure handle my cock well. I didn't know I had so much cum in me.
"You'd better have a lot more where that came from!" she teased, chuckling erotically.
Sammie rinsed him, helped him out of the tub, and dried him. Uncharacteristically, she tossed the wet towel on the floor and took his hand and led him into the living room. A large sheepskin rug lay in front of the couch and a cooler holding a bottle of champagne stood beside the rug.
"My, my, looks like you did more than hang up my clothes when you left the bathroom." He kissed her and patted her foxy ass. "What are you up to?"
"Lie down on your stomach, darling."
"Come on, sweetheart, tell me what this is all about."
"I'm going to give you a massage. With warm oil, all over your hunky body. Toes and fingers and everything!"
"Hmmmmmm, that sound's interesting. My cock, too?"
"Don't worry about your cock, darling, you know I'll take good care of it." She beamed and kissed him on the lips, flicking her tongue fleetingly in and out of his mouth.
"Where did you get this rug and that sexy outfit?"
"Oh, I went shopping. Now, do you want to talk or lie down and let me have my way with you?"
His mama didn't raise any fools. He grinned and lay down. "Whooo, this rug feels absolutely decadent."
She reached under him and pulled his cock and balls back between his legs so she could look at them while she worked. "Don't lie on those precious things, lover," she said. "You might crush them and then they wouldn't help either of us."
She massaged each toe individually, using a liberal amount of oil, and he lay quietly, but sparks of excitement began jogging through him. She poured oil over his feet and massaged and squeezed them, then oiled his left leg and massaged it skillfully, paying particular attention to the muscles in the back of his calf and the back of his thigh. She stopped just short of his left buttock and went to work on his right leg.
Her kneading fingers felt so good, he nearly forget the carnal nature of the massage. When she poured oil over the cheeks of his ass and kneaded them, the sparks of excitement ran a little faster, then she parted his buttocks and drizzled oil down the crevice and the sparks shot through him.
He lifted his head and looked back over his shoulder at her, and she grinned like a naughty little imp and ran the tip of her finger along the crack of his ass. She looked into his eyes and eased the tip of her finger into his asshole, and he nearly levitated off the rug.
"Oh, I see that you like a finger in your ass as much as I do," she teased in a throaty whisper.
He only grunted. She enhanced the odd sensation by pushing her finger in further, and he stayed on the rug, but sucked in his breath sharply.
She chuckled and played with his asshole a couple of minutes, then withdrew her finger and resumed her massage, and he drifted into the never-never land between sleep and wakefulness.
She patted his ass and said, "Turn over, darling."
CHAPTER TWO
Eric rolled over and sprawled out on the rug with his eyes closed, thoroughly relaxed, enjoying both the sensuous sensation of the sheepskin and the massage.
Sammie flicked his cock lightly and snickered. "Wonder what's got into that thing."
"Blood," he replied.
She started at his feet again and worked her way up. She kneaded his chest and pinched the little studs of his nipples as she got between his legs. She leaned over and licked the head of his cock, and his body convulsed as though thousands of volts of electricity shot through him.
"Oh, God," he muttered.
She paused momentarily and giggled. "No, darling, it's just me."
He pushed himself up on his elbows so he could watch her. Her fingers played lightly over his cock and balls, feathery touches that made him tremble as she licked his love wand and made it stiff again.
"Your balls are so full again, darling," she crooned. "Do you want to cum again?"
"Yeah," he wheezed, looking down at his lovely blonde wife, surrendering to her.
Her long, pink tongue slid slowly between her luxurious lips, extending way out, and the tip swiped across the head of his prick. She cupped his balls in her left hand and let the hard, sensitive orbs rest in her soft, warm palm.
"Your tongue's as long as an aardvark's," he chuckled.
"But what I eat is a lot tastier than ants," she snickered.
"It would go a long way up a pussy."
"You know I don't eat pussy, darling. Never have, and never will. I'm just not able to do something like that."
"You're able to do a lot of things you aren't willing to do," he said.
She closed her right hand around his stiff, pulsing shaft and curled her tongue around the head of his cock, hot and wet on the nerve-filled knob.
He watched his foxy wife make love to his prick. The heat of sexual passion permeated to the very core of his being, and even the marrow in his bones tingled.
She slid her tongue along the underside of his tool, from the head to the base and back up again, then opened her mouth wide with her tongue fully extended and lowered her head so slowly, it looked as if it was barely moving. He arched his hips and shoved his cock at her.
She chuckled and let his dick slide slowly over her soft, voluptuous lips into her mouth until the tip of her extended tongue touched the base of his cock. Holding his prick between her upper lip and tongue, she wiggled the tip.
He sighed deeply and quaked all over. She always made love to his cock with such consummate skill.
She drew her tongue back into her mouth leisurely, provocatively, sliding it along the bottom of his shaft, and loved it without applying any suction, laving it tenderly, coating it with warm saliva.
He groaned out loud. She chuckled again, and the vibrations from her vocal cords lashed his cockhead. He groaned louder, and she lifted her head and looked up at him with a devilish twinkle in her eyes.
"Do you think I'm a good cocksucker?" Her tongue flashed out and swirled around the tip of his organ.
"God, yes," he panted, "superb!"
Her tongue made another swipe at his prick, traveling from the base to the head along the underside, then she gripped him tightly with her hand just below the knob and her tongue went into motion, licking only the bare head, curling all the way around it and turning her head so she covered every inch of the tender flesh.
His cock got so hard, it almost hurt. The head swelled bigger than he could remember, and pangs of lust shot through it. He wished she would hurry and take it into her mouth.
She gripped the shaft loosely in her fist and moved her hand up and down as she licked, then again moved her hand up just behind the coronal ridge and dribbled saliva on the naked knob and stroked slowly, slipping her hand up around the head, then going all the way to the base.
"Playing with your cock is fun, darling," she said softly. "Am I making it feel good?"
"Fuck, yes," he exclaimed. "You're very good. Your hands are so soft and your mouth is fantastic."
Determined to give him as much pleasure as she knew how, she was in no hurry to let him cum. "Thank you," she said, smiling. She closed her left fist around the bare cockhead and squeezed gently as she jerked him with her right hand. "Does that feel good?"
"God damn, girl," he yelped.
"Then you should really like this." She replaced her left hand with her mouth.
He gasped with delight as her hot mouth covered his cockhead, her lips closing tightly around the shaft just below the knob. "Oh, fuck," he croaked.
She lifted her head and grinned at him. "Hang on, darling," she cooed, "I've only just begun making your cock feel good."
To prove her point, she engulfed his prick and slowly, very deliberately, swallowed him, and he felt the radical difference when the head of his aching prick passed into her throat. She paused a moment, holding his cockhead in her throat and tightened the muscles, applying exquisite pressure on the knob.
He thought she was going to suck the end of his prick off and swallow it! She held the head in her throat and gripped his shaft tightly and stroked quickly, using short strokes, twisting her hand around and around. His body vibrated like the large string on a bass fiddle. His ass twisted and bucked. He gnashed his teeth. With supreme effort, he kept his eyes open and watched his astonishing wife fuck her phenomenal mouth with his cock.
She continued to stroke as she pulled back until only a couple inches of his cock remained in her mouth, then bobbed her head, her hand and mouth working in perfect harmony, her mouth a powerful vacuum pump, applying irresistible suction as her hand slid up and down the shaft in a blur, tightening ever so slowly.
His body stiffened, lifting his ass off the rug, and an expression of sheer ecstasy registered on his face as his cock erupted with a turbulence that warped his mind. She held her head steady, letting the end of his cock slide in and out of her throat as his ass lunged up and down, tightening her grip around his throbbing lance and stroking faster, jerking him rapidly. Her left hand shot between his legs to finger his balls, pulling on them gently and rolling them around with her fingers, and he bellowed with pleasure, his body straining and flexing and writhing, his cock squirting profusely. Then his body went limp and his ass fell to the sheepskin rug with a loud thud. He wheezed and panted, fighting for breath.
"No more," he rasped, "all gone!"
Sammie lifted her head and looked at his cock as she cleared her throat and swallowed hard to purge the clot of jism from her throat. "Not quite all, darling." She milked his dick, and one large pearly drop of cum oozed out and stood on the tip, and her tongue flashed out and scooped it up. "Now it's all gone." She giggled and smacked her lips. "I huffed and I puffed and I blew the man down!"
"God, sweetheart, that was wonderful!"
She leaned over and planted a sloppy wet kiss on his mouth and her tongue shot down his throat and played around a moment. "Now, you do me."
Eric eyed his flaccid cock. "Well, I obviously can't fuck you. Which do you want, tongue or finger?"
"Oh, your tongue, darling." She hopped up and sat on the couch so she could watch him lick her. "You know how crazy I get when you lick me.
"You don't want to lie on this decadent rug?"
"That was just for you, darling." She leaned back and scooted her ass forward. "I like to sit up so I can watch you."
He got on his knees between his wife's superb legs and kissed her. His tongue flashed into her mouth, and her tongue met his with zest. He buried his face in the curve of her shoulder and licked her neck, and she shivered with delight. His lips hovered over her tits like a butterfly, barely touching the bloated buds of flesh, and his tongue fluttered lightly on the very tip of each point. He nipped each nipple gently, and sparks of carnal pleasure ripped through her. Her tits swelled even more and her hard nipples felt as if they might burst.
He surrounded one areola with his lips and tickled the hard morsel with the tip of his tongue. She put her hands behind his head and pressed his face into her tit and squirmed as his hand wandered down her flat, smooth belly and into the thick blonde fleece covering her prominent pubic mound. Her luxuriant bush rivaled the sheepskin rug for softness.
She moaned softly as his finger parted the meaty folds of flesh protruding from her slit. He switched to her other nipple and rolled her large clit under his finger, and her hips churned and humped.
He dragged his tongue and lips down her body, leaving a trail of wetness across her belly, and paused at the top fringe of her abundant blonde hair and rubbed his nose back and forth through the soft curls.
"Lick my cunt," she whimpered, pushing down on the top of his head, "eat me out good."
He parted the plump lips of her luscious cunt and gazed lustfully at the sumptuous sight. The slit in the wild panties framed her cunt perfectly, adding to the overall enchantment of her garden of pleasure. "Your pussy is so pretty," he said softly. "I love the way your inner lips stick out, and your clit is so big."
"Lick it," she begged desperately. "Oh, darling, don't tease me this way, eat me!"
His deliberate dawdling had driven her to the edge of sanity. The overwhelming ache in her cunt made her head swim. She had to cum soon or she would go crazy!
He thoroughly enjoyed teasing his wife. The greater her need when he finally brought her off, the harder she would cum. His tongue danced over her hard clit, scarcely touching it.
"Ohhhhh, fuck, darling," she whimpered.
She dug in the heels of her sexy sandals, levered her ass off the couch and pulled on his head, burying his mouth in her succulent quim, and his tongue flew out and traveled the length of the suffering, saturated slit.
"Ooohhh, yes," she whined, "lick it!" Her head rolled from side to side on the back of the couch. "Lick my clit!" Her ass humped and twisted.
He sucked and tongued the swollen bud tenderly, his rapidly moving tongue flicking impetuously, with just the right pressure.
Her moans grew louder as the flames of frenzy licked at the borders of her brain. She was suffering pure torture, but torture of the most exquisite kind. "Oh, lover, oh, darling, oh, yes," she bawled softly, "eat my cunt, get me off!"
Her hips settled into a rhythmic rocking. She grabbed her tits and kneaded the throbbing mounds and twisted and pulled her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers until they pulsed in delicious torment. The tiny needle points of pleasant pain in her tits and the electric shocks from his tongue on her clit inundated her with exhilaration. She barreled toward orgasm, the cheeks of her ass lifting higher off the couch with each energetic lunge.
Her pussy was positively flowing, and he drove his tongue deep into her oily hole and swilled her intoxicating joy juice. Her sex thermostat hit the top of the scale and more of her warm, savory essence poured into his mouth.
Her ass lunged up and down and gyrated wildly, and her orgasm started, so intense it drew her vocal cords so tight she couldn't speak. But she could scream, which she did as loud as possible. Her climax built to a crescendo along with her screams, and when she stopped cumming and regained some semblance of awareness, she was lying on the floor with him between her legs, still licking her pussy.
"Oh, darling," she whispered hoarsely, "that was marvelous!"
He slid up beside her and took her in his arms and they lay quietly, Eric enjoying the closeness and Sammie relishing the afterglow of a fantastic orgasm while her pulse returned to normal.
"Penny for your thoughts," Eric said.
"How about dinner," she said, "are you hungry?"
"Famished!"
"Well, if I can get my legs to work, I'll see what I can do."
CHAPTER THREE
Eric said, "I better get my robe."
"Why? I'm going to stay the way I am."
"I'd feel funny eating like this," he insisted.
Sammie made a face at him. "You have no imagination," she said as she went into the kitchen.
Dinner was a simple affair, broiled steaks and a big green salad, and he eyed her as they ate. She smiled every time she caught him looking at her tits and added to the sexy teasing by conspicuously playing with her nipples, pretending that she didn't know he was watching. She thought about fingering her pussy, but decided he couldn't see it, and that was the whole idea.
"Tell me a story," she said. "We got married on that little island in the Caribbean, so I know you didn't have a bachelor party. Did you have one before your first marriage?"
"Yeah, the typical drunken brawl, I'm sorry to say."
"Did you have a big cake and a girl wearing a skimpy outfit who jumped out it?"
"She was naked," he replied. "What was she like?"
"Not very big, actually, petite, brassy red hair that came out of a bottle and hard little tits and barely any ass. In her mid-thirties, I guess, and sort of shopworn."
"Did you fuck her?"
"Well, you know how it is, I'd had a lot to drink, and they were showing porno movies and all that shit."
"I'm not criticizing you, darling, I just want to know. "Was she a good fuck?"
"What is this, twenty questions?"
"I might have that many," she laughed. "Tell me.
"I got her. She was okay."
She chuckled. "You wouldn't tell me if she was the best piece of ass in the world, would you?
"She was better than my first wife, but not nearly as good as you."
She batted her eyes at him and licked her lips seductively. "You know flattery will get you whatever you want." She leaned over and checked his plate. "Finished? How about a walk around the block to settle your dinner?"
"I can think of better ways to settle it." He waggled his eyebrows in a pitiful imitation of a lecher.
"I know what you want, you dirty old man!
What's that old saying the bachelors use all the time? Something about stuffing and mounting their dates, isn't it? Meaning buy them a nice dinner and then expect them to fuck you as repayment."
"Any objections?"
She smiled, licked her lips seductively, and kicked her chair back. "Well, you paid for the food, but I cooked it, so that ought to put us on an equal footing." She grabbed his hand and pulled him back to the sheepskin rug in the living room. "Suppose I fuck you?" she asked, feigning modesty, pushing his robe off and letting it fall to the floor.
He opened his mouth to reply, forgot what he was going to say when she dropped to her knees in front of him and caught his cock with her mouth. She put her hands behind his knees and pulled and kept his cock in her mouth, sucking vigorously, while he went to his knees and then onto his back.
She lifted her head and surveyed his erection. "There, that should do it," she said cheerfully. She removed the split-crotch panties and cut-out bra. "We'll both enjoy this more without those in the way."
"I'm not prone to argue," he quipped.
She pushed his legs together and straddled them and leaned over, grasped his cock, and stroked it while she knee-walked slowly forward.
Looking him in the eye and grinning mischievously, she stuck the end of his prick in her slit, against her clit, and twisted her hips in a tight circle, teasing herself with his knob.
"Ummmmm, love that feeling," she breathed.
She pushed his shaft back, ran the head through her juicy gash, then sank down and let barely an inch penetrate her. She lifted her ass and rubbed his cockhead through her slit to her clit, then jerked it back again and stuck it back in her hole and sat down slowly, very slowly, very leisurely. Her sky-blue eyes sparkled with enchantment as his heavy lance slid into the wet warmth of her channel with ease.
"Aaahhh, yes, darling, excellent cock, just heavenly. It fills me so perfectly, darling, and stretches my cunt just the right amount, so wonderfully." She slid all the way down, filling herself with his long, throbbing prick and she sighed deeply. "I love to fuck you, darling."
She supported herself with her hands on the floor and tickled his nose with her stiff nipples as she set about fucking him very methodically, her ass rising and falling slowly, rhythmically.
A wave of intense pleasure shot through him, and he moaned softly. He grabbed her ass and dug his fingers into the taut, tender flesh of her buttocks and thrust his hips up, pumping his cock into her.
She rubbed her nipples across his mouth.
"Darling, I've been feeling a little restless lately, like I had spring fever, but it isn't spring. Maybe I need to go somewhere I've never been and see something I've never seen."
One of his fingers slipped into the deep crevice between her taut buns. The tip touched her puckered, flexing asshole, and she shivered and corkscrewed her ass gently.
"Well, you've never been to the Black Canyon on the Gunnison, and it's only about three hours away. We could take a long weekend and just laze around for three days."
"No, I don't mean somewhere like that. I want to go somewhere iniquitous and watch people do naughty things."
"Well, I could take you to a whorehouse," he laughed, "but I don't think they would let you watch."
"I didn't know such places still existed."
"That's what some would like you to think, but you can't stamp out the world's oldest profession, no matter how hard you try."
"Well, you've got the right idea, but don't you know of some place like I mean?"
"Do you want to see a live sex show, is that what you're asking?"
Her ass began going a little faster, sliding her fiery sheath up and down on his thick prick, tightening her muscles when her ass sank down and loosening them when her ass went up. "Yeah, I think that would be a real kick. But I don't suppose there's any place like that in this town."
"Well, there used to be. I can ask around at work. There are a couple of guys who will know."
He slid his finger down to the stretched, sultry lips of her torrid twat and wet it in her pussy honey. He put the tip of his finger back on her asshole and pressed, and her sphincter flexed wildly. He pressed harder and his slick finger popped inside.
"Oooooo," she whimpered, "you know how much I like that!" She tightened her cunt muscles and twisted her ass rigorously. "Have you ever been to a brothel?"
"Once, a long time ago," he said, his voice hoarse with emotion.
She took a deep breath and slowed her pace. "Did you go because you were hard up for pussy?"
"No, I just wanted to see what it was like."
"The girl you had, what was she like?"
"A tall black girl, a tad overweight with huge, soft tits. Actually, the extra weight looked good on her, and her saddle was very soft and cushy."
"Is she the only black girl you've ever had?"
"Yeah, and it was sort of neat. The contrast of our skin color was exciting. Her black pussy and my white cock, her black mouth and my white cock, her black tits and my white cock sliding through them."
"You fucked her tits, huh? Was her pussy black on the inside?"
"Nope, it was just as pink as yours."
Much to her chagrin, Sammie found herself fighting a losing battle. Her husband's big cock plundering her pussy and his finger fucking her ass had her much too close to cumming. She wanted to make it last a long time, both for the sheer pleasure of fucking and until they finished their little chat. She wasn't sure that she could do either one.
"How many times did you fuck her?"
"Several, I spent the night with her, and she said she wanted to be sure I got my money's worth."
"Did she cum?"
"Well, she said she did and acted like she did, but I don't know if she did. A good prostitute has to be a good actress. She makes her money entertaining her customers, not herself."
"Uh huh," she mumbled. "How long can you hold out before you cum?"
"We'll just have to wait and see," he moaned. "The way you use your cunt muscles is fantastic!"
"You like that, huh?" She sat up straight and played with her clit, and his finger went in and out of her ass in counterpoint to the cadence of her fucking as she slipped and slid and jumped on his throbbing rod. "Do you like the way I fuck you?"
"Fantastic, sweetheart," he wheezed, "fucking fantastic!"
She squatted over his loins and increased speed. She kept her cunt muscles clamped tight as her ass flashed up and down and twisted in tight corkscrewing motions.
He had only to lie there and let her ravage her cunt with his cock. He started to tell her to lighten up because his cock was getting sore, but never got the words out of his mouth.
"Yes, yes, yes," she screamed, "I'm cumming, darling! Oh, God, am I ever cumming!"
Her words became an inarticulate babble as her orgasm grew in ferocity, like massive waves thundering on the beach. Passion churned, crashed against her, turned her over and over and heated ecstasy consumed her.
Each time his cock stabbed her frenzied snatch, his pleasure increased. The agonizing bliss threw off his equilibrium, made him lightheaded, the way one gets on a wild roller coaster ride. The sensation focused on the fire in his cock as it plunged in and out of her terribly tight cunt, and he barely managed to keep his finger working in her asshole.
She didn't know which was better, his cock plundering her cunt or his agile finger stuck up her ass. His finger made everything come alive for her, taking the emphasis off her cunt exclusively, and she felt her orgasm as a flowing sensation, running all through her body.
She slowed, focused her eyes and smiled. "Oh, darling, that was the very best!" She rolled to the side and got on her hands and knees with her ass stuck up in the air. "Hump my rump and give me your cum."
He scrambled to his knees behind her and paused a moment to let his passion subside. Fortunately, she stopped when she did. A few more of those wild moves would have drained his cock.
He gripped her lush hips and she angled her ass and rocked back, and his cock slid right into her puckered back door. He expected to fuck her pussy, but her asshole was just as good. He clung to her flared hips and fucked her with sustained, controlled strokes. She rocked back and forth in perfect harmony with his thrusting lance and her big, dangling tits swung back and forth and bounced from side to side.
"Oh, darling, your cock feels so fucking good in my ass," she moaned. "Look at my tits. They're flopping all over the place!"
He craned his neck and looked at her tits. "Your tits are too firm to flop," he rasped.
"Do you like to watch them jiggle? Fuck me harder and watch how they shake."
He slammed his cock into her forcefully, and his balls swung forward and ricocheted off her hairy slit with each lunge. She laid her head on her left arm and reached back with her right hand to frig her clit, moaning and shoving her ass back faster, harder.
"Now," she screamed.
Her movements became convulsive, and she twitched and twisted and bucked so hard that she lost her rhythm. He hung onto her contorting hips and plowed her ass with turbulent thrusts, not caring about rhythm, the profound need to cum blanking out all coherent thoughts. He came in deep, pulsating spurts, and his jism filled her and flowed back along his shaft and down the crack of her snatch.
He whacked her hard and she fell onto her belly. He went down with her, his cock still buried to the hilt in her ass.
She tightened her sphincter to hang onto his rapidly softening cock and said, "How soon can you take me to this place?"
"As soon as I find out where it is and what we have to do to get in," he replied. "Now, I want to go to bed. I'm bushed."
"I'm the one with the bush," she giggled, "and you did your usual smashing job of beating it."
CHAPTER FOUR
Not knowing what to expect, Sammie put on thong panties and a shirt-dress with a flaring skirt and left the top three buttons open. She made herself up superbly in the manner of the golden age of Hollywood, and told Eric she was ready.
"Are you willing and able?"
"I'm willing to watch," she replied. "That better be all I have to do...."
"You know as much about what will happen as I do, sweetheart."
"... because I'm not able to do anything else."
"You're probably able to do most anything you set your mind to," he said easily.
When she got in the car, she was aware of a cocktail of scents she had never noticed-the subtle aroma of Eric's musky cologne, the sharpness of the leather seats, even the small deodorant doohickey under the dash-and wondered why her sense of smell was so acute tonight.
Eric buckled her seat belt and said, "Are you excited?"
She was, but, for some reason, didn't want to tell him. "Curious," she replied.
"I called ahead. They're expecting us. They suggested that you might like to be in the first performance."
Her heart beat faster as she thought about what that might mean. "No, I can't," she said softly.
He got in and started the car and backed out of the driveway. "Oh, you can, but you're not willing."
"Did they tell you what I would have to do?"
He glanced at her and nodded.
"Are you going to tell me?"
"No, you already said you wouldn't, so you just have to wait and see what you missed."
"This is like pulling teeth," she said. "What did you tell them when they asked if I wanted to be in the performance?"
"That you would have to make up your own mind. It was only a suggestion, so I'm sure they already had someone lined up."
"I lied," she said softly, "I am excited."
"I know, I can always tell."
"I know somebody is going to be fucked. If I had agreed to be in the performance, would it have been me?"
"Yes."
"And that wouldn't have bothered you?" He glanced at her again and shook his head. "No, not under the circumstances."
"Maybe I don't know you as well as I thought," she said. "Maybe four years isn't nearly long enough to know anybody, even if you've been married to them for three of those years. Is there something you haven't told me? Do you want to hide in the closet and watch another man fuck me?"
"I'm not the kind who hides in the closet."
"That isn't an answer."
"I don't want you going solo with another guy, except on a special occasion, like this show, and then only if you're willing. I told you before we married that I expect both of us to be faithful."
"Darling, since I met you, I have been as monogamous as a girl can get."
"You can be faithful without being monogamous, sweetheart. By the way, you're especially beautiful tonight, and beauty is a promise of happiness."
She laughed softly. "Not always. I know some beautiful girls who are real bitches."
"Shakespeare should have known you. You might have taught him a thing or two."
She put her head back against the headrest, extended her legs, and tried to relax. "I'm not sure where this conversation is going."
"Wherever you want to take it, sweetheart. I'm willing and able to discuss anything and everything."
"I don't know if I am."
Eric drove into a long driveway and stopped in front of a brick mansion built in the late-1800s by a formerly dirt-poor man who struck it rich in the silver rush. The ground floor rooms were lit and a reddish glow was visible through curtains not fully drawn.
A tall, alluring Nordic goddess with hair the color of sun-ripened wheat opened the door and gave them a bright smile. "Good evening, and welcome," she said, carefully enunciating each word. "My name is Ingrid. Come this way, please."
Sammie thought Ingrid was just a bit haughty, and wondered if Eric was playing a trick on her by bringing her to some ritzy night club.
"I could cum just about any way with her," Eric muttered.
Sammie gave him an elbow in the ribs and followed Ingrid into what once had been a sitting room. It was lit. by candelabras and a heady, musk incense permeated the air. The floor was covered by a plush, ankle-deep scarlet carpet, the walls were covered by scarlet flocked wallpaper and the chairs were upholstered in an identical color.
Ingrid stood just behind and between Sammie and Eric and said quietly, "The star of the main performance tonight is Peggy Sue, a nineteen-year-old brunette with an extraordinary body. She has been here once before, but has not been in a performance. She will be assisted by Ellen and Bryant, who are husband and wife and come to many of our shows."
Sammie turned around and casually surveyed the girl. "Her body couldn't be any more extraordinary than yours."
Ingrid grinned and winked. "Oh, we're about the same height and weight, but her tits are much bigger than mine. Forty double-D, I believe, and mine are only 38D."
Ingrid's sudden departure from her poised manner amused Sammie. "Only," she said dryly.
Ingrid gave them each a glass of champagne from a small table and said, "You may sit anywhere but the first row."
A dozen people were already seated, talking quietly and sipping champagne. Naked girls sat in two of the blood-red chairs in the first row, and the third identical chair sat empty.
A young Eurasian with sleek, gleaming black hair and lovely, pear-shaped breasts sat in the first chair. Her honey-colored skin glistened with a patina of oil, and her legs were parted just enough to show that her mound was bare. She seemed perfectly at ease, and her almond-shaped eyes lent enchantment to an inscrutable smile that showed even, pearly white teeth.
Next to her sat a statuesque girl with a copper mane and freckled shoulders who fidgeted with nerves. Her large, pendulous tits quivered slightly, as if someone had just tweaked her fat nipples. Her shapely legs were also parted slightly, and her profuse dark red bush rambled all over her crotch and thighs and belly.
Ingrid noted Sammie's interest and said, "The China doll is Keiko. She's single. Maggie is married, but her husband is a banker and thinks it would sully his sterling reputation if he came here, so she comes alone. Probably the only pleasure she gets out of life, living with a guy who wouldn't say 'shit' if he had a mouthful. The other chair is for me. We're in the first part of the show."
Sammie didn't know how, but she knew that Keiko was a Japanese name, not Chinese, but didn't correct Ingrid. She wondered how Ingrid knew what Maggie's husband was like. "I'm looking forward to seeing what you do," she said.
Eric escorted Sammie to a chair, and a couple already sitting in the row stood, and the man held out his hand.
"Hi," she said, "my name is Nolan, and this is my wife Reta, with an 'e'."
Eric reached around Sammie and shook hands with Nolan. "Hi, I'm Eric, and this is my wife Sammie."
"Samantha," Sammie said, "but I prefer Sammie."
"A cute nickname for a cute girl," Nolan said.
They all shook hands and Reta with an 'e' said, "Is this your first time? I don't remember seeing you here before."
"This is our first time," Sammie replied, somewhat nervously. She hadn't expected to actually meet the other people and learn their names, much less be friendly with them. She would have felt much better remaining anonymous.
"You won't be disappointed," Nolan said.
Sammie nodded and sat quietly, sipping her champagne and trying to control her shaking hands and quivering lips.
Ingrid struck a small silver triangle, then removed her dress and sat in the third chair. Sammie thought Peggy Sue would have to be something special to outdo Ingrid in the body department.
The lights in the room dimmed, and curtains on half of the front wall opened silently to reveal three identical mirrored circular wall niches, illuminated by bright blue spot lights. A scarlet satin cushion lay on the floor under a hole in the wall, and a cock protruded from each hole.
"Here we go," Reta said softly.
Sammie developed goose bumps and a shudder ran through her body as she contemplated the cocks dangling through the holes and wondered what it would feel like to have one of them in her. She immediately shoved the idea aside. She wasn't able to do anything so risque.
Keiko rose and went to the center niche, knelt on the cushion and grasped the long organ dangling through the hole in front of her and abruptly tugged back the foreskin, baring the sizable glans. The cock quickly attained impressive proportions and the veins expanded below the taut skin, giving it the appearance of a snake ready to strike.
Sammie was unnaturally aroused. Her temples broke out in a cold sweat and scalding heat simultaneously coursed through her cunt as Keiko's tongue danced lightly over the big stiff prick.
Maggie groaned out loud and got up and hurried to the first niche. She dropped to her knees and took the whole prick into her mouth with a grunt, engulfing it as though starving, and bobbed her head to and fro impetuously. The man behind the wall thrust his hips further forward, striving to sink his shaft deeper into her avid throat.
A prick as red as the velvet walls occupied the third niche, pulsating strongly and growing with each throb. Sammie felt an almost irresistible urge to join the other two girls and touch the remaining cock, feel it pulse between her fingers, and suck it into her greedy mouth. Nothing else existed except those fiery stems, those reddened roots that had to be pacified. The sight of the other two women sucking ravenously was hypnotic, and she could almost feel her own lips closing over the firm shaft, sucking eagerly, waiting for the violent discharge that she knew would fill her mouth.
Ingrid hurried to the last niche, knelt and seized the prick. She stimulated it skillfully with both hands, and it twitched and slithered between her hands with alarming strength. She closed her eyes and took it deep into her mouth, obsessed with a frenzied desire for it to die on her tongue before the others.
Keiko's long black hair flew everywhere as she bobbed her head frantically, then pulled back abruptly so the enormously distended prick could spurt in full view under the bluish light. She drew her tongue to a sharp point and tapped the tip hastily just below the glans, and the cock pulsed hard cock and sprayed pearls in her face, splattering her neat little nose and lips with liquid ivory. She pointed the shaft down and scattered thick white droplets over her saffron-colored tits, then encircled it with her lips again and slaked her thirst with whatever remained to dribble forth.
Ingrid lightly scratched the swollen root in her mouth and speeded up her sucking, and a tide or rich male seed flooded her mouth. It overflowed, trickled through her lips and down her chin to drop on her heart like acid. The rest of the warm fluid oozed down her throat and into the very depths of her as she drank the thick seed to the last drop.
Sammie glanced at Maggie and saw that she had emptied her cock and was pulling at it furiously, trying to coax it back up so she could drink from it again. The curtain closed silently, isolating her in her frantic struggle.
Sammie's nipples felt hard enough to snap right off and her pussy was saturated with juice. Without even checking to see if anybody was watching, she spread her legs and jammed her hands between her thighs, yanked the crotch of her panties aside and stuck her finger in her slit.
"God," she breathed, "I've never seen anything so...." She couldn't think of the word to describe the sight.
Eric could, several of them. "So lascivious, so electrifying," he suggested, limiting himself to just two. "Watching them really turned you on, didn't it?"
"God, yes," Sammie whispered in agreement.
"Bet you wish you had been up there with them," Eric said.
"No, I'm not able to do something that outlandish," Sammie replied.
"Oh, you're able, you're just not willing."
CHAPTER FIVE
The light in the room changed to an exotic lilac radiance, and the curtain on the other half of the wall opened on a small room. Spotlights concealed in the rafters illuminated a chair that looked like a cross between a dentist's chair and a doctor's exam table, covered in black velvet, with padded rests for the legs and a tall head rest. Four large screens hung behind the chair, high enough to be seen from every seat in the audience.
Sammie's heart beat like a triphammer. Without being told, she knew the time had come for Peggy Sue to offer up the treasure between her thighs to Ellen and Bryant.
Peggy Sue came into the small room and faced the audience and gave them a beaming smile. She was everything Ingrid said, and more. Her spike heel fuck-me sandals elevated her to nearly six feet, and her tits looked like a sixteen-pound cannon ball had been cut in half, stuck on her chest and painted flesh color.
She gave the audience another bright smile and sat in the chair, and the angle of the seat thrust her crotch forward. She spread her legs wide, put her legs on the supports and felt the lips of her pussy open. The lewd pose electrified her. She knew the audience could see every detail of her pussy, and wondered if they could hear every beat of her thudding heart.
The screens came to life, showing Peggy Sue's face, the front of her superb body, her crotch and the side of the chair facing the back wall. Her pussy showed on one of the screens in a stupendous, obscene close-up, a delicate pink sculpture, a living flower pulsing with awareness. Her slit looked like a long mauve fissure between her thighs and the pursed star in the cleft of her buttocks seemed to wink at the audience.
"Magnificent," a woman in the audience said quietly.
"Yes, indeed," a male voice replied. "Her cunt is so tender, so velvety. The pearly pink color is charming, and look at all the juice in her slit."
The stares Peggy Sue knew were directed at the very depths of her carnal being acted as the most subtle, most seductive caress, and her narcissism cherished them. Her scandalous posture provoked an almost painful excitement, and the sexual agitation she felt expanded to encompass the audience. She could barely contain her excitement as she sat there with her pussy-her cunt!-fully exposed, and wondered how many women in the audience were envious of her and wanted to take her place.
Sammie didn't see any cameras and figured they must be using miniatures. Whoever owned and operated this place must be loaded to afford the latest in high technology.
An unseen operator off-stage touched a contact and the chair flattened out and tipped at the head.
Keiko came into the room and leaned over the top of the chair with her face upside-down over Peggy Sue's face and extended her supple tongue. Peggy Sue licked it and savored the musky residue of the essence the girl had imbibed from the cock in the hole as she fondled the girl's long nippled little tits.
Keiko straddled the top of the chair, and Peggy Sue clutched her hard little buttocks with both hands and stuck her tongue in the girl's wet membranes. On one of the screens, the audience could clearly see the lips of her little cunt contract like a carnivorous flower as Peggy Sue's tongue danced a jig on her clit. She stared at the audience and mauled her little tits and shook and quivered in a spasm of fulfillment.
Ellen was in her forties, a stocky brunette with big soft tits that flopped on her chest as she came into the room wearing a strap-on dildo, gazing intently at the split between the young brunette's gorgeous, splayed legs and smiling seductively. One of the screens showed the audience in full, intimate detail what Ellen was looking at.
"Oh, I've never seen a girl wearing one of those," Sammie whispered.
"You haven't lived until a girl who knows what she's doing fucks you with one," Reta said.
Sammie glanced at Eric before she dared look to her left, and saw that he was grinning like a prize winning jack-o'-lantern. He gave her a big wink that said it all as he looked at her arm disappearing under her dress.
She remembered that she had her hand between her legs and her finger in her pussy, and wondered if she could move it without anybody noticing, especially Reta-with an 'e', no less. She left her hand where it was, hoping her dress would hide it, and smiled weakly as she slowly turned her head to the left.
Reta's dress was around her waist and her legs were wide open. She wasn't wearing panties, and her pussy was clearly visible. The middle and ring finger of her right hand were buried in her hole and she was hanging onto her husband's cock with her left hand, as if she was afraid it would get away from her.
Reta grinned lewdly and said, "Didn't I tell you that you'd like the show?"
"It's something else," Sammie agreed, her voice quivering.
Reta looked at the unsophisticated blonde's arm and grinned lecherously. "Don't be shy, honey," she whispered, "pull your dress up so you can really play with yourself. Go ahead, everyone else is doing the same thing. They aren't going to pay any attention to you."
Sammie wanted to look around the room and confirm Reta's assertion, but didn't want them to think she was spying on them. She left her dress right where it was. She simply couldn't bring herself to diddle her clit openly in a front of a bunch of strangers.
A sudden excitement coursed through Peggy Sue like an electric current as Ellen's supple, forceful tongue assailed her pussy. The organ parted her lips brusquely and dabbed at her erect clit, then worked its way into her crack like a crazy, wiggling snake. She squirmed in the chair and moaned and yanked Keiko's cunt down to her mouth to stifle her cry, preserving the unnatural silence. Her climax swirled inexorably around her inflamed ridge, then dashed into her depths like a tidal wave and she came violently into the gluttonous mouth lapping her up.
Ellen straightened up and stood with her hands on her hips, the stiff rubber dick jutting from her loins looking as if it belonged on her, as Keiko backed away and the chair was raised to an upright position.
Peggy Sue reached out and gripped the fake prick and stroked it lovingly. "Are you going to fuck me now?"
"You bet I am," Ellen said. "You're a horny bitch who needs all the fucking she can get."
"You bet I am," Peggy Sue exclaimed, mimicking Ellen.
Ellen leaned over and kissed Peggy Sue's eyes, the tip of her nose, and her mouth. Her tongue played lightly around Peggy Sue's pebbly areolae, avoiding her turgid, sharply pointed nipples, but making them even harder. Her tongue trickled down the middle of Peggy Sue's body, and paused at her navel to dip inside and tickle the shallow little indentation, then went lower and licked the sexy little hollows at the top of Peggy Sue's thighs.
Peggy Sue stared into the overhead camera, and the audience could see her wide-eyed expression as Ellen pulled the cheeks of her ass apart and licked her asshole.
Peggy Sue squirmed and muttered, "Oh, that feels so good."
Ellen swirled the tip of her tongue around the mouth of Peggy Sue's cunt, and she jerked and squirmed harder. Ellen slithered her tongue up Peggy Sue's gash and licked her love button, sending the young brunette into spasms of orgasmic upheaval again.
"Oh, fuck," Peggy Sue wailed, the words exploding from her mouth as her cunt exploded in Ellen's mouth.
Ellen licked Peggy Sue's clit avidly, bringing her off twice. In the middle of a mind-numbing orgasm, Ellen straightened up and held her cock with one hand and shoved the blunt end up Peggy Sue's ass.
Peggy Sue bucked and squealed, "Oh, fuck, she's fucking my ass!"
As if the audience didn't know. They could see it all in glorious full-color detail as Ellen drove about half of her rubber dick into Peggy Sue's back door and started fucking her.
"God, I can't stand it!" Sammie whispered. She flipped her dress up, yanked the crotch of her panties aside and began to frig her clit furiously.
"That's the way, honey," Reta said encouragingly, "get yourself off! Bet I cum before you do."
Peggy Sue slid one hand down, stuck her finger in the top of her slit and frigged her clit as Ellen plundered her asshole with short, rapid strokes. She came one orgasm after the other in quick succession, the new climax overlapping the previous one, an endless string of tumultuous contractions that washed over her body like tidal waves, touching every nerve, turning her mind to mush and her muscles to a mass of quivering blubber. She stared into the overhead camera and included the audience in her ecstasy, cherishing the mind-warping lascivious enchantment that engulfed her.
With a deep, audible sigh, Reta slid down in the chair and lifted her legs in the air, rolling her smoothly rounded ass up to expose the deep cleft between the cheeks. Her need was like a ball of fire in her cunt. A shiver of rapture passed through her as she rubbed her randy clit. The fingers of her other hand moved up and down her pussy slit. She slid her fingers between her hair lined lips and probed teasingly into the softly clasping inner flesh of her hole, sending further shocks of raunchy pleasure darting over her lustfully quivering body.
Eric glanced at Reta and grinned as he opened his pants and extracted his hard cock. Sammie looked at him with wide eyes as he flipped her dress up and pulled her right hand over and put it on his cock, then looked back at Ellen banging her cock into Peggy Sue's ass.
Reta wormed two fingers into her hot love tunnel and moaned out loud as she finger-fucked herself and agitated her clit swiftly.
Caught up in the group eroticism, Sammie forgot her modesty and surrendered completely to her licentious itch and frigged her clit faster as her fist automatically slid up and down her husband's cock. She twisted her head rapidly from side to side as she tried to watch Reta and Peggy Sue and Ellen, afraid she would miss some critical happening.
"God, I love to watch a woman jack off," Reta whispered urgently, her voice strained with erotic tension. "I'm going to cum! Ohhh, fuck, everybody cum!"
"I can't help myself," Sammie muttered, speaking more to herself than her horny neighbor, "I've got to cum!"
Her body tensed and shuddered and a long series of grunts and groans and whimpers spewed from her lips as her fingers flew over her clit in a staccato rhythm. She felt the rising tide of orgasm deep in her heaving belly and spontaneous spasms of obscene delight wracked her body as she glanced at Reta, then went off like a keg of blasting powder. Her breath rasped from her throat in short gasps. She cried out loudly in deliverance, wallowing in obscene rapture as the lightning bolts of ecstasy smashed relentlessly through her.
Ellen withdrew and turned and bowed to the audience as Bryant came into the room, naked, his cock bouncing up and down in time with his steps.
Sammie pulled her panties back over her pussy and demurely pushed her dress down and looked at her husband.
"Well, you were willing and able at least once," he said with a big grin.
Sammie blushed and squeezed Eric's cock as she looked at Bryant and muttered, "Oh, my God."
Bryant had thick black hair on his head and all over his body. His cock was about six inches long and of normal girth, but the colossal red bulb on the end of the shaft looked like a small apple.
Bryant stroked his cock slowly as he leaned over and scoured Peggy Sue's slit with his tongue. Her brain instantly exploded with a thousand points of light, and she wailed and thrust her cunt at him. She reached the peak of her fervor, and he penetrated her, and his thrust drove her back into the chair. He went faster and faster, and she wailed louder and louder and felt his prick pulse strongly as he pumped his seed into her. She gasped and melted into an extraordinary orgasm.
He withdrew and turned to face the audience, and Maggie rushed to him and painstakingly licked every inch of his cock. He stepped aside and Maggie turned to Peggy Sue, dropped to her knees, stuck her face in the young brunette's dense bush and kissed her cunt.
Peggy Sue sucked in her breath sharply. She put one leg over Maggie's shoulder and put her right hand behind the redhead's head. Her left hand went from tit to tit, pulling and pinching her turgid nipples. "Suck me off," she whispered.
"Oh, yes, darling," Maggie moaned, "I'll eat your sweet cunt and make you cum so good."
Peggy Sue's legs trembled as Maggie stabbed her cunt with a stiff tongue. Maggie's tongue jumped on her clit and wiggled wildly, and Peggy Sue moaned and trembled harder, then screamed and came. She threw both legs around Maggie's neck and drummed her heels on her back as a fierce orgasm tore through her.
The soles of her feet, her scalp, and everything in between flexed and clenched. Maggie licked and licked and licked, nearly wore out her tongue to keep the sexy, beautiful young brunette cumming. Peggy Sue's body went completely slack and her legs slid off Peggy Sue's shoulders and she fell back in the chair.
Maggie kissed Peggy Sue's pussy passionately, then kissed her on the mouth, and the curtain closed on the small room.
Reta casually licked her fingers, then looked at Eric's cock sticking up through Sammie's fist and grinned. "That looks like fun. Want to come home with Nolan and me and party?"
"Sure," Eric said.
"No," Sammie said quickly, "I can't."
"You can," Eric said, "but you won't." He looked at Reta and shrugged. "Sorry, maybe we can get it worked out some day."
"I hope so," Reta said. "Nolan and I would love to party with you."
CHAPTER SIX
Sammie rushed into the house, hanging onto Eric's hand like a lifeline, and gave him barely enough time to close and lock the door before she practically dragged him to the bedroom.
She stripped without finesse, then yanked his zipper down and his cock sprang free without her touching it. It stuck straight out in full erection and nodded its head, gesturing to her, tormenting her.
He chuckled and tweaked one of her tits. "You're really turned on, aren't you?"
Her body, her brain, her entire being, was aflame with desire for his cock. She wanted to suck it and hold it in her hands and fuck her mouth with it and ride it, all at the same time. "I'm not the only one," she said, her voice husky with lust. "How long has it been this hard?"
"Oh, since about two minutes into the show," he replied.
She knelt in front of him and took his cock in her hand, looked up at him, and grinned lewdly.
"I think he wants a big loving kiss," she whispered.
"He sure does, lots of them!"
"Well, I certainly don't want to disappoint the little fellow," she teased.
"Now that's a fine how-de-do. Every time I stick it in you, you go on about how big it is."
She snickered and licked the pearly drop from the wet slit, and the juice stimulated her taste buds. She closed her lips around the bloated knob and reached between his leg with her left hand to cuddle and caress his heavy balls. The coarse hair tickled her palm as she lustily sucked the fleshly bulb and stroked the shaft with her right hand.
"Damn, your mouth feels great," he moaned. "You're a fantastic cocksucker."
She shivered with pride. She was a good cocksucker. The first time she let a guy stick his cock in her mouth, she knew exactly what to do, and diligently perfected her technique by thereafter sucking every cock she could. Naturally, she got all the cooperation she needed from the guys she dated. The first time she took her husband's cock in her mouth, it thrilled her, felt like it belonged there, and she gobbled it every chance she got.
Her lips coasted down the shaft until the knob nudged her throat, then she pulled back and kept just the head in her mouth as she put her hands on his tight little buns and pulled.
He knew what she wanted. He started fucking her mouth, pushing his prick in until the knob knocked at her throat, then pulling back out until the head reached her tightly clinging lips. She let him fuck her mouth until she heard him groaning noisily and knew he had reached the moment of crisis, then pulled her mouth away quickly.
"Oh, fuck, baby, don't stop," he cried, "I'm about to cum!"
She clutched his shaft in her dainty fist and pumped impetuously, and his pulsing prick spurted furiously. She closed her eyes and pumped him recklessly, and his warm jizz splattered all over her.
"Damn, baby, that feels so fucking good," he groaned.
She smiled and stripped his cock down, milking the last drop of hot cream from him. She had cum all over her face, several large gobs on her tits and a big drop clinging to her upper lip.
Her tongue curled out of her open mouth, gathered up the drop, and disappeared back inside. She closed her mouth, swallowed and licked her lips, wiped up as much as she could with her fingers and licked them clean, then looked at him and grinned.
"You sure made a mess," she giggled.
"Yeah," he replied with a big grin, "but it's your fault."
She giggled again. "I like it. Got enough left for a good fuck?"
"Oh, fuck yes, sweetheart!"
"Yeah, you're almost as excited as I am." She hopped on the bed and rolled onto her back, drew her feet up to the cheeks of her ass and let her knees fall apart.
He jumped onto the bed on his belly, stuck his head between her legs and covered her sopping cunt with his mouth.
"Oh, darling," she gasped, "oh, baby, suck me good, real good." His tongue in her twat felt so fucking good, and she nearly came the moment his tongue touched her lower mouth. She pressed her thighs lightly against his head and tilted her cunt up. "You always drive me crazy when you eat my pussy, and tonight it feels better than ever!"
He lifted his head and grinned. "I ought to take you to more of those shows," he laughed. "You get so turned on, you'd probably do anything I ask."
Yeah, she probably would, but she wasn't going to tell him. He already had more than enough control over her. "Don't push your luck." She grabbed his head and pulled his mouth back to her achy-breaky snatch.
He ate her out good, licking her slit from bottom to top, sucking and nibbling on her clit, and jabbing his pointed tongue into her soupy hole.
As the fabulous feelings from her cunt crept over her body, she thought about the show. She liked watching Ingrid and Keiko and Maggie suck cock, but Peggy Sue's wanton performance really got to her. The thoughts deluged her mind and she started cumming. She dug her spike heels into the bed and hunched against his mouth until her orgasm slacked off, then sighed deeply and let her legs fall open, freeing his head.
"Oh, darling, that was so good," she gasped. "You make me cum so hard."
He crawled over her on his hands and knees and rubbed his cock on the velvety flesh on the inside of her thigh.
"Ahhh, darling, I need your beautiful cock in me." She grabbed his dick and stuffed the head into her cunt. His prick felt so alive inside her. She felt it swell and stiffen as he pushed the full length into her narrow channel, filling her, thrilling her, possessing her with his powerful man meat. "Fuck me, darling," she moaned, raising her legs over his back, "fuck me good! God, I need it so fucking badly!"
He fucked her rapidly, and she shot out of the gate again, her heart racing, adrenaline flowing, her pussy flooding with juice, his big, plundering prick like a riding crop on a thoroughbred's ass, goading her toward the finish line.
"Slow down, darling," she whispered, her breath coming in rapid pants. "Make it last as long as you can. I'm going to cum, but don't stop fucking me. I don't want this feeling to end."
"Yeah," he grunted, and slowed his pace.
The first tidal wave of orgasm washed over her, and she screamed, "I'm cumming, darling!" She bucked wildly under him, and the second wave was twice as potent. "Cum with me, darling! Fill me, flood my cunt with cum, make me complete, darling!"
It nearly turned her inside out when his cock erupted, and she was still bursting at the seams. It felt so fucking good it almost hurt as her fun gun switched to automatic, fired rapidly again and again.
He held her and rolled over, twisted her around on his cock and turned onto his side, lying behind her with her leg over his hip and the head of his big cock stuffed between the humid, passion swollen lips of her pussy.
She rolled back against him and shuddered. "Don't take your cock out," she said softly.
"I'm not going to," he laughed. "As horny as you are tonight, I'd just have to put it back in you right away."
His tool was nearly soft, but had enough stiffness for her to feel its sensual throbbing. She teased herself along, idly pressing the puffy lips of her pussy against his shaft and stroking her erect girl-spike.
"Oh, you've got that right," she chuckled, her voice throaty, sexy. "And you know why I'm hornier than usual." She flexed her cunt muscles and wiggled her ass and giggled happily. "Right now, I would rather fuck than eat, and I like the feeling."
"Well, we had dinner before we left for the show so we don't have to worry about food, but I don't know about the fucking part."
"I do," she said, cocksure of her ability to get his cock fully hard again. "Would you really have gone home with Reta and Nolan?"
"Damn straight, sweetheart. Next to you, Reta is just about the sexiest thing I've met in ages. You seemed to think Nolan isn't so bad, and the way you acted during the show, I thought you would, too. You can tell me that you didn't think about fucking him, but I wouldn't believe it."
He stuck his finger in the crack of her ass and brushed the tip over her asshole. It felt so small now, but it could quickly dilate and accept his cock with ease. She liked the anticipation and uncertainty, so he held off penetrating her.
"Yes, I thought about it," she said quietly, "and I almost agreed to go with them."
"Why didn't you?"
"Darling, I simply can't stand the thought of watching you fuck another girl."
"So, you wouldn't mind if I watched you fuck Nolan, but you don't want to watch me fuck Reta?"
She laughed and hunched her ass at him.
"That's the way it sounded, wasn't it? I was so charged up by that show, I would have flopped on the floor and spread for Nolan without blinking an eye."
"So, you're ready to swing, but not swap, huh?"
She sucked her breath in sharply. "Who said anything bout swinging or swapping?"
"You did, when you said that you would spread for Nolan."
"What I meant was, I was thinking with my pussy, and I would have spread for him then. That doesn't mean I would when I'm thinking rationally. You ought to understand that, you sometimes think with your cock."
"Like when I was watching Reta jack off," he chuckled.
"She is sexy, isn't she? I can see why any guy would want to fuck her. I could fuck Nolan, but I can't stand the thought of you fucking Reta. I know that's a selfish attitude, and I'm sorry, darling, but that's just the way it is." The speed of her hips humping up and down gradually increased. Just thinking about fucking another man inflamed her prurient craving and set off new conflagrations of feverish sensuality. "Ooohhh, fuck, darling, if you put your finger up my ass I'll die, I swear I will! You know it drives me right up the fucking wall when you fuck me and finger my ass at the same time!"
"Uh huh, and you'd kill me if I didn't!"
Well aware of his wife's hedonistic predilections, he deliberately played on her susceptibilities by pressing his fingertip harder against her asshole and began penetrating the pungent little passage. She suddenly gasped and stiffened, shuddering heavily as a spasm of raunchy delight rippled out of her cunt and spread to her belly and loins.
"Ohhhhh, yesss," she panted, "oh, fuck, yes!" Her fingertip manipulated her clit more aggressively. "Stick your cock all the way in me, darling! Ohhh, yes, that's right, jam it right up to the heart of my cunt! Now stick your finger way up my ass and fuck me, darling! Fuck me until my teeth rattle!"
He stroked his cock into her cunt and his finger into her ass methodically, his pace as steady as a metronome, and she cried out lustily and writhed with outright abandon. She quickly soared to the zenith of erotic fulfillment and came again and again, thrashing about and gasping wildly, swinging her ass furiously, impaling herself on his prick and finger simultaneously.
The final convulsive shudder of lustful delight rippled out of her cunt, and she lay back and sighed with utter fulfillment. His long, thick cock nestled snugly inside her cunt, but for the moment she couldn't summon up the energy to use it.
"Fantastic," she whispered, "so fucking fantastic! Every time you fuck me seems like the best. Could you feel the way my cunt goes wild when I cum?"
"Oh, yes," he said. "It felt like you were trying to pull my cock out by the roots, and your ass gets very active too."
"Mmmmmm, it felt like I was coming apart all over! Such breathtaking, never-ending waves of orgasm, one right after the other, until I thought I was going to die!"
"Want to cum again?" He accentuated the invitation with a gentle thrust of his hips that sent another inch of his prick slicing into her cunt.
"Oooooo," she gasped, flinching from the sudden stab of his cock. "Let me rest a while, darling. You know it wears me out when I come so hard." She squeezed her cunt muscles around his cock and chuckled. "Although I have to admit, I wish we could just loll around and play our little games all the time. I wonder how many girls have such a nice prick to keep them happy."
"Are you calling me a prick?"
"Darling, there are times when I think you're all prick!"
He moved his prick around inside her cunt, angling his hips to make the head brush her G spot and the walls of her cunt, setting off her lust mechanism. At first, his efforts produced no discernible reaction, but after a few moments, her hips began wiggling as she responded to the fleshly stimulation.
"Oh, fuck," she said softly, "here we go again."
CHAPTER SEVEN
A few days later, right after Sammie had worn herself out riding Eric's cock, she snuggled up to him and said, "I'm feeling restless again, darling. Take me to that show again."
"Only if you agree to be in it," he said softly.
"You've got to be kidding," she blurted. "You know I couldn't."
"You could," he said firmly, "but you aren't willing, so I won't take you."
"What would I have to do, sit in that chair like Peggy Sue did?"
"I don't know, there's a different show every other night."
"Don't make me do this, darling."
"I'm not making you do anything."
"Well, I think I could sit in the chair and let a guy fuck me, but I couldn't let another girl eat my pussy or fuck me with a dildo."
"No preconditions, sweetheart," he said. "If we go, you take the star's place and do whatever she was going to do."
"I don't understand why you want me to be in the show at all," she said. "Why can't we just go and watch, the way we did last time?"
"You want to fuck another man, sweetheart, and that's the only way I'll agree. If we get together with Reta and Nolan and swap, you don't have to be in the show."
"You don't mean that," she exclaimed.
"Yep, pure and simple and straightforward," he replied.
Sammie thought for a minute, then said, "All right, I'll do it, because I want to, but don't think it's going to change my mind about swapping, with Reta and Nolan or anybody else. That's something I'm just not able to do."
"Oh, you're able," he said, "you're not willing. One of these days, you're going to realize that you are willing, and you're going to kick yourself for all the fun you missed."
"Don't sound so sure of yourself, darling," she replied. "I know what I can and can't do. If you try to push me too far, I'll end up not doing anything, and then where will you be?"
"What do you mean, anything? Does that include sex between us?"
"Oh, heavens no," she said quickly. "If you ever stopped fucking me, I think I would simply shrivel up and die."
Ingrid met Sammie and Eric at the door again, and this time she kissed both of them on the mouth. Sammie didn't have time to avoid it, and getting kissed on the mouth by a girl rattled her.
"It's nice to see you again," Ingrid said. She gave Sammie a bright smile and a wink. "It's even nicer that we're going to see a lot more of you." Two girls wearing gossamer gowns that ended just below their buttocks were waiting nearby. "This is Jasmine," Ingrid said, indicating the dark-skinned one, "and this is Andrea. Go with them, and they'll get you ready."
Ready for what? Sammie wondered as she followed the girls with her rapidly beating heart in her mouth. Looking at Jasmine, she thought of the black girl Eric had fucked.
Was there something special about fucking a person of a different color? Eric said the color contrast between him and the black girl excited him, but was there some other difference? Cocks and pussies were the same the world over. There might be some cultural difference in how people fucked, but the basics were the same everywhere, weren't they?
She supposed fucking a person of a different color might be something special, but doubted she would ever have the chance to find out.
A glass bathtub filled with water sat in the center of the small room they entered. Moments later, the curtain opened, and Sammie looked at the audience and thought she was going to faint.
She didn't see Reta and Nolan, and somehow that gave her a little more confidence.
The girls turned her all the way around as they slowly undressed her, and she was startled to realize that she was a closet exhibitionist.
She caught Eric's eye and he gave her a thumbs-up and a big smile. Again, she was startled by the knowledge that he knew about her latent exhibitionist streak, knew more about her than she knew about herself.
The girls helped her into the tub and she sat down in warm water that smelled of sandalwood and roses. Andrea got a small stool and undressed and sat where the audience could see her, her legs parted, openly displaying her pussy. Jasmine undressed and stood by the tub, facing the audience.
Sammie eyed Jasmine's small brown body. Everything about her was so delicate-her pert little tits with their tiny, chocolate-drop nipples, her miniature, well-turned thighs, her cute little rounded buttocks. The hair covering her pubic mound was coarse and as black as midnight.
She knelt and started bathing Sammie with a bar of scented soap and her hands, and the unfamiliar experience of being bathed by somebody-and a girl at that!-made Sammie's skin tingle and her pussy gush.
Jasmine's tiny nipples were mere inches from Sammie's mouth. If she stuck out her tongue, she could tickle the small points. She had no intention of doing any such thing, wasn't able to do it. The fact that she even thought of it shocked her. Nevertheless, she felt her pussy spasm and more juice gush into her hole.
Jasmine slipped a finger into the top of Sammie's slit and rubbed her clit lightly, and Sammie jerked so hard that water sloshed over the side of the tub. Instantly, her nipples hardened and thickened rapidly and stood way out from her tits, and she knew that her clit was undergoing the same transformation. She wondered if it was really standing up so far that it peeked from between her thick pussy lips. It felt as though it did.
She opened her mouth to tell Jasmine that she didn't like her taking such liberties, then Jasmine took one nipple between her thumb and forefinger and twisted it gently and the words died in her throat. Besides, she promised Eric that she would be the star of the show, and he would be disappointed if she raised an objection. What's more, if she didn't do the whole show, she would have to swap with Reta and Nolan, and she simply couldn't stand the idea of her husband fucking anyone but her.
She looked at Jasmine's nipples, then at her own. Her tit buds were a lot bigger, but Jasmine's were just as hard, drawn into tight little points. She didn't understand why she was even looking at Jasmine's tits, and closed her eyes so she wouldn't have to.
Jasmine rubbed Sammie's clit a little harder, a little faster, and now Sammie knew it was sticking out between her pussy lips. Her body jerked involuntarily as the soft little fingers touched her, and Jasmine giggled softly. Her touch was gentle, but not timid. Sammie opened her eyes and glanced at the audience and saw that they were watching her raptly, obviously waiting for her to cum.
Jasmine spread the lips of Sammie's pussy apart with the fingers of her left hand, captured Sammie's exposed clit with two fingers of her right hand and jiggled it rapidly.
"Oh, my God," Sammie breathed.
Jasmine concentrated on Sammie's clit, much to her delight, and the clever fingers had her right on the edge of orgasm. She looked up at the girl and grinned and gave up all pretense of not liking what Jasmine was doing to her. She shifted and thrust her crotch up and her ass humped up and down slowly, in time with Jasmine's fingers. She lifted her chest slightly and pointed her tits at the girl.
Jasmine stretched out her little tongue and licked Sammie's nipples, first one, then the other, going back and forth between the large mounds as her soft fingers pressed and teased, sending sweet shudders rippling through Sammie's body.
Sammie put one hand on Jasmine's shoulder and closed her eyes and lay back as Jasmine's playful digits teased her slick love button and delectable sensations built rapidly. Sweet nuances of bliss rippled delightfully from her cunt, and she moaned and hunched.
"That feels so good," she muttered. "You know just how to make my pussy feel so good." Lances of pure delight ripped through her body, her ass bounced up and down and her legs quivered wildly. "Yes, yes" she hissed, "it's here! My pussy is going to blow wide open!"
Jasmine stroked Sammie's clit and licked her nipples until her passion subsided, then Andrea joined her and they helped Sammie out of the tub and dried her. Accustomed now to being naked in front of an audience, and enjoying it, Sammie turned to face them so they could watch the girls rub her voluptuous body briskly with the towels.
The curtain closed on her room, and the girls took her hands and hurried her into another similar room. Sammie knew the drill. These were the same two rooms that had been used the first time she attended the show.
The curtain opened and the lights came up, and Sammie looked at the large bed standing in the middle of the room on a low pedestal, and shivered visibly. She was pretty sure the presence of the bed meant some guy was going to fuck her.
Well, she could handle it, as long as the girls didn't take part. Letting Jasmine jack her off was one thing, but she would simply die of embarrassment if a girl tried to go down on her.
A large mirror hung over the bed, suspended by brass chains, and mirrors covered the walls where the men had stood with their cocks hanging through holes.
Sammie looked at herself from all angles and muttered, "Well, whatever happens, at least I can watch too."
Andrea and Jasmine helped Sammie onto the bed and several more naked girls of assorted hues came into the room and got on the bed with her. They pushed her onto her back with her crotch toward the audience and suddenly her body was being bathed by what seemed like a hundred tongues.
Funny, how pleasurable sensations drive out negative thoughts. Sammie never once thought of being embarrassed.
The girls repeatedly kissed Sammie and stuck their tongues in her mouth. More tongues and lips pleasured her nipples, the tender tip of a tongue tickled her navel, her toes were sucked and her ears were licked and the lobes were sucked. Her legs were lifted and the crack of her ass was licked. The soles of her feet were licked. Her legs were spread wide, making way for two tongues to wash the inside of her thighs at the same time, then both tongues played around her pussy, licking the pouty lips, but carefully avoiding her clit.
She watched everything in the mirror above the bed as every inch of skin on her body was licked and kissed and fondled, and knew the audience had an equally good view of her debauchment. Her body glistened with saliva, and her pussy was wetter than her skin. Never once did she consider the gender of the people ravishing her. She didn't care. Tongues were tongues, and they had no gender when they were bequeathing such pleasure.
Several hands turned her over and put her on all fours, and the tongues returned, this time focusing on the back of her body.
Two girls lay under Sammie, licking and sucking and fondling her heavy, dangling tits. Several tongues bathed her back from the nape of her neck to the swell of her ass, another tongue laved the crack of her ass, and yet another tongue licked the outside of her cunt and the hollows at the tops of her thighs.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Sammie was in heaven and hell at the same time. The tongues felt so good, and she needed to cum so badly it hurt! Her body shook and raging lust engulfed her mind. Distressingly, the tongue in her pussy wouldn't get on her clit and stay there long enough to get her off. She hung on the edge of rapture, unable to scale the peak, and unable to move back from the brink of the beckoning abyss.
The girls turned Sammie onto her back again, and one after the other, they squatted over her face and rubbed their slits on the tip of her nose as their partners in debauchery licked her body. She was tempted to stick her tongue into one of those pussies, just to see what it tasted like, but the temptation wasn't quite strong enough for her to succumb.
She was pulled to the foot of the bed and her legs were lifted and spread wide, then a thick pillow was pushed under her ass, lifting her gash high.
A mouth covered her pussy, and this time, it didn't kiss and depart. A tongue that felt a foot long darted into her hole and licked the walls of her cunt, then made its way from her hole to her clit, cleaving her pussy lips as it was drawn slowly, tantalizingly, from one end of her slit to the other.
She stared into the mirror over the bed and wailed, "Oh, God!"
The volume of her voice rose, reached a crescendo as the tongue in her pussy settled on her clit and danced wildly. Her body vibrated in concert with the tongue and her voice became a deep wail. She bucked and thrashed, and would have scooted all over the bed if the girls hadn't hung onto her legs, keeping them lifted and pulled apart.
Her orgasm peaked, the girls changed places, and she quickly climbed the golden stairs again, then another girl knelt between her legs.
She was better than the first two. She tore into Sammie's twat with a frenzy, using her tongue and lips with an expertise that nearly blew every fuse in the circuits of Sammie's mind. She added an extra fillip of pleasure to her activities, pushing two fingers into Sammie's sopping hole and fucking them back and forth as her tongue lashed the blonde's rigid, supersensitive love button.
Sammie had always liked being multi orgasmic. Now, that ability came back to haunt her, and she thought she would lose her mind as girl after girl licked her to orgasm. Mercifully, they stopped before she passed out, and she felt a hand touch her lower belly, a bigger, stronger hand, and knew that a man had joined the fun.
She lifted her head and looked at him and gasped out loud as a thousand or more fluttering butterflies chose her stomach for their nesting place. A black giant, with a cock so big it looked like a club, stood at the foot of the bed. A girl stood on each side of him, stroking his monster with all fours hands, slowly bringing it to full erection.
Sammie moaned softly and flopped back on the bed. His touch was gentle and experienced as he rubbed his palm over her hairy crotch, then parted her puffy nether lips with one finger and slid it down her slit and eased it into her saturated hole. She gasped, loud and encouraging, and hunched on the thick digit.
He kissed her nipples, then licked the front of her body as he dabbled in her pussy. She stared into the overhead mirror and waited for him to possess her. She had no idea how she could ever take his monster cock, but she had to try, had to experience once in her life a prick big enough to split her wide open.
He knelt on the floor and kissed her snatch, licked her gash from bottom to top several times, then buried his mouth in her squishy quim and tongued her clit. He reached up with both hands and grasped her nipples between his fingers and rolled the erect points around gently as he licked her erect joy button tenderly.
"Oh, yes," she gasped. Maybe he wasn't going to fuck her after all. "Eat me, suck my hot little cunt good!"
She humped so hard that her pubic bone slammed into his nose, but he barely noticed. He sucked up her cunt juice and lashed her clit skillfully, and her moans changed to low screams. She was lost in space, soaring beyond the orbit of Pluto, enveloped in an erotic haze that obscured everything but the glorious sensation between her thighs.
She rode out the orgasmic storm and came down slowly, then sat up and hesitantly wrapped her hand around the giant's shaft. More or less. Her fingers weren't long enough to meet around the girth of the stupendous dick.
"Oh, my God," she said breathlessly, "I've never seen such an enormous cock. Maybe I'd better suck it." She surveyed his one-eyed monster critically. "No, that won't work. That's a real jaw-breaker, and I could never get it in my mouth."
He stood patiently, looking down at her silently and smiling as she stroked his dick and rattled to herself.
"Oh, God, I've got to have it!" She tugged on his cock and he followed. She rubbed the huge knob up and down her wet slit, then worked it over her clit. "Put it in me! Fuck me with that wonderful thing." She clung tightly to his shaft, holding him back so he couldn't penetrate her. "Oh, no, please, you'll tear me apart!" She rubbed the head up and down her slit again. "Yes, put it in. I'll try to take it. Oh, God!"
He pulled her hand loose and nodded. Two girls got on the bed and pulled her onto her back and two more girls grabbed her ankles, and lifted and spread her legs. He held his cock in one hand, and spread the lips of her pussy with his fingers, and she tried to shy away when the massive knob touched her cunt. He put his hand on her stomach and helped the girls hold her.
Sammie took a deep, deep breath and shuddered visibly. "Put it in me," she whispered. "I'll take it. My tender little pussy has never had anything so big in it, but I'll take every hard inch of the fucking thing! I want it so badly! Stick it in me and fuck me senseless!"
He got some unexpected assistance. The head of his prick was barely in her tight little hole when she climaxed again and more juice flooded into her channel. Her body gyrated wildly, and trying to get his cock in her was like trying to fuck a girl doing a frenzied, erotic dance.
"Oh, fuck," she cried, "your cock is so fucking big, so wonderful! It's stretching my poor little pussy all out of shape! God, I love it!"
He hunched and banged his cock into her splendid sheath right down to the root. She was unbelievably tight, and as hot as a firecracker. He lifted his hand from her belly and let her rip.
She moaned and wrapped her legs around his waist and lifted her ass, threw it around in circles and twisted it back and forth. Every nerve in her body ended in her cunt, inside, where the head of his formidable piston banged into her womb, and outside, where the lips of her pussy were doing their own wild dance around his thick shaft.
"Oh, fuck, I'm going to cum again," she wailed.
His thick dick rolled the bloated lips in and out as he stroked her squishy, tight cunt methodically. He didn't need to speak out loud. His cock was speaking for him, speaking the language of carnal passion, and he could tell from her tone of voice and the expression on her lovely face that she wanted him to give her everything he had.
"Yes, yes," she wailed, confirming his belief, "give it to me! Fill my pussy full! I don't care if it comes out my mouth, give it to me! Fuck me hard!"
He slammed into her repeatedly, rocking her body with each emphatic thrust, making her tits dance all over her chest.
She tightened her legs around his waist and wiggled and humped and twisted and moaned. He pulled her legs up, put them under his arms, and pounded her pussy unmercifully, and she thought he was going to blow a hole in the bottom of her cunt when he came.
She lost the thought as she peaked again, cumming so hard she couldn't utter a coherent word. Who needed words? Sexual satisfaction was all that mattered, and she was getting it in spades!
He dropped her legs and pulled back, and his cock slid out of her clinging cunt, dripping sperm and pussy juice.
Sammie sat up and looked at his sticky dick, then twisted around and lay on her back and opened her mouth as wide as she could. Even then, she couldn't get the head in her mouth. She grabbed the shaft and muttered happily to herself as she licked it clean.
He bowed to her, kissed her on the mouth, then the curtains closed. The girls bathed her again and dressed her, then Andrea and Jasmine took her back to the front door and kissed her good-bye.
Eric smiled and she put her arm through his and they went outside. "You put on a splendid show," he said as he helped her into the car.
"That was quite an experience," she replied. "I thought fucking a black guy might be different, but it wasn't. Well, not really, except maybe for the size and color of his cock. If there was anything different, maybe it was getting fucked by somebody other than you. Oh, hell, I don't know what I mean."
"How about fucking a black guy in front of an audience?"
"Yeah, that was different," she said softly. "I don't know how I'm going to thank you, darling. I mean, I never expected anything so outlandish to happen to me. Guess I got carried away, didn't I?"
"I expected you to. If you hadn't, I would think there was something wrong with you."
"How did you feel when he came into the room? Did it excite you?"
"Yes, I don't have any hang-ups about watching another guy fuck you. If I did, I wouldn't have pushed you to be in the show."
"I know your cock must be about to burst."
"I'll live," he replied drolly.
She chuckled and kissed him on the cheek. "I sure as hell hope so! You are so precious to me, and I love you so very, very much. I'll take good care of you when we get home."
"How did you feel when those girls went down on you?"
"Darling, taking a bath in that glass tub in front of all those people really turned me on, and after Jasmine jacked me off, I didn't care who did what to me."
"You said you couldn't let a girl eat your pussy," he reminded her.
"What can I say?" She dropped her eyes and took a deep breath. "Words spoken in a time of rationality get lost when lust takes over."
"I'll have to remember that. Did you know before tonight that you're an exhibitionist?"
"No," she said, "I had no idea. But you did, didn't you?"
"I suspected it," he replied. "Tonight confirmed it."
"What are you going to do about it?"
"Why should I do anything about it? If it's a problem, I can't do anything about it by myself. We'll have to talk about it, come to a mutual agreement."
"Does it worry you?"
"No."
"Well, it does me," she said quietly.
"Yes," he said, "I can see where it might. Coming face to face with a facet of your character that you didn't know existed could shake you up. I don't think it's a problem, but if you do, we'll work it out. We've never faced a problem we couldn't solve."
"Yeah, but I've never done anything like I did tonight," she said.
"Did you enjoy it?"
She thought a moment, then said, "Yes, lightning might strike me, but I have to admit that I did. Very much, as a matter-of-fact."
He gave her a big smile and a wink. "Then the problem is half-solved."
CHAPTER NINE
When Eric came home from work Friday, Sammie gave him a highball and said, "Reta called this morning. We're going over there tonight."
He took the glass and said, "Oh?"
"Don't get your hopes up, darling. It isn't what you think. They're having a cocktail party, and we're invited." She paused and sighed. "I don't know why I'm lying to you. They watched me the other night."
"I looked, but didn't see them."
"You were probably too busy looking at me," she laughed. "Reta said they got there late, just as I was getting into the tub, and sat in the back. They thought I put on quite a show."
"You did," he said. "So, does this mean you're ready to swap with them?"
"Don't push me, darling. I don't know if I will ever be able to watch you fuck another girl."
"Well, in any case, there can't be any falling in love," he said. "The men can fall in love with you. They wouldn't be able to help it anyway, but you can't fall in love with them."
"Just their cocks, huh?" she chuckled. "I could say the same rule applies to you, but I don't have to because we aren't going to swap."
In the car on the way across town, Sammie said, "I don't care if we don't stay too long, darling. You know I'm not very good at parties where I don't know anybody."
"You know Reta and Nolan," he replied. "Rather intimately, as a matter-of-fact."
"They know me a lot better than I know them."
"You've seen Nolan's cock and watched Reta jack off."
"Yeah, but that isn't anything like what they watched me do. We aren't going to swap with them, or anybody else, but if we ever do, I want to split up and go to separate rooms."
"Oh, why? You would know I was fucking the other girl."
"Yes, but I wouldn't have to watch you do it. I don't know why I brought it up anyway. We aren't going to swap."
Nolan greeted Sammie with a kiss on the cheek and shook Eric's hand. He led them through the crowd in search of Reta, and she greeted both of them with a kiss on the mouth.
"This place is a madhouse," Reta said. "You two circulate and meet some of our neighbors. If you'll stay after the others leave, we can relax and spend some time with each other."
After the party, they sat on the patio sharing a bottle of wine, and Eric couldn't help staring at Reta. She looked young and ravishing and her lively emerald-green eyes captivated him. Her lustrous red hair hung down to her trim ass, and in his mind, he undressed her and saw it brushing her bare buttocks as she rushed to him and he explored her naked body with his eyes and hands and mouth.
Reta looked at Eric, and he thought he could feel her mind probing his.
"My feet are killing me," she said. "Why don't we soak in our new hot tub?"
"I thought we were just coming to a cocktail party," Sammie said, "and you don't bring a bathing suit to a cocktail party."
"Especially ours," Reta laughed, "even when we have them by the pool. If you can't skinny-dip in your own pool, where can you? I don't think I even own a bathing suit. I know I haven't worn one since we had the pool put in."
"I've never gone skinny-dipping," Sammie said.
"Tell me, sweetheart," Eric said, "who's going to see anything they haven't already seen?"
"Well, everybody has seen my pussy," Reta snickered, "but neither of you has seen my tits."
Nolan leered and grinned. "Mighty fine tits they are, too," he said.
Eric chuckled. Sammie arched one eyebrow, then shrugged and undressed, and within minutes, they were all nude and climbing into the bubbling water.
Reta sat between Nolan and Eric, and Sammie looked around as if trying to decide where she wanted to sit. What she was really doing was watching Reta fondle Eric's cock under the water.
Nolan stared openly at Sammie, appraising her naked body without pretense. "Sammie, girl, you've got a dynamite body," he said.
Sammie smiled and pranced in the churning water, making sure he saw her from every angle. "You saw me naked the other night. Why is my body so interesting now?"
Nolan cocked his head to one side and grinned. "Well, when I saw it before, I knew I couldn't touch it."
"Who says you're going to touch it now? We're just going to soak in the hot tub, not get intimate." She knew that wasn't true, Reta was already getting intimate with Eric, and she fully expected to get intimate with Nolan.
Eric thought he had to goad his wife into doing what he was sure she wanted to do anyway. "I never noticed before, sweetheart, but your tits are beginning to sag a little. Not much, but enough that I can tell."
Sammie looked offended and sputtered, "What? They don't sag, and you know it." She stood in front of Nolan with her knees touching his and pushed her shoulders back and thrust her tits out. "Here, Nolan, feel them and see if you think they sag."
Nolan grinned lecherously and cupped Sammie's tits and squeezed gently, as if measuring their heft. She shivered and goose bumps popped up all over her body and her nipples promptly hardened.
"No, I don't think they sag," he said. "What do you think, Reta?"
"I think they're beautiful," Reta replied. "I wish mine were that big."
"Nothing wrong with yours," Eric said.
"So," Sammie said, "you think her tits are better than mine?"
"I sure don't," Nolan said quickly. He didn't know that Sammie and Eric were teasing each other. He thought they were going to argue and spoil the party before it got started.
"Well, I like that," Reta said. She held onto Eric's cock, squeezing hard as she got on his lap, facing him. "Just for that, I'm going to let Eric fuck me."
Eric put his hands on her ass and caressed it eagerly and licked her nipples. He looked at his wife and arched one eyebrow. He recognized the look of desire on her face. She obvious enjoyed the touch of Nolan's fingers as they traced little circles around her nipples. It was just as obvious that she had made up her mind that she was not only able to fuck Nolan, she was willing.
Nolan's cock was rock-hard, and the head was sticking up above the water, looking as if it was detached from his shaft and floating freely, bobbing like a cork on a fishing line.
Sammie looked at it and licked her lips. "If you're going to let my husband fuck you," she said, "then I'm going to let your husband fuck me.
"Open your legs," Eric said quietly.
"You've seen my pussy lots of times," Sammie teased. "I'll show it to Nolan, he's seen it only a couple of times."
She put one foot on the bench by Nolan's hip, and the lips of her pretty pussy peeked through the nest of blonde hair in her crotch. She took a sip of wine and looked at him over the rim or her glass.
"Magnificent," Nolan said quietly.
Eric knew his wife had passed the critical point and was ready to swap. The thought of watching Nolan fuck his wife while he fucked Nolan's wife was very exciting. Clutching the cheeks of her ass, he pulled Reta against him and pressed the tip of his dick into the patch of curly red hair around her pussy.
"Yes, let's have our private little orgy," Sammie said, her voice husky, sexy.
"Yes, let's," Reta whispered, running her tongue over Eric's ear. "Watching you in that show the other night really turned me on, and I want to watch you fuck my husband."
"Oh, I want you to watch me," Sammie said, "but I'll fuck him right here and now only if you agree to fuck Eric here. Not take him inside to the bedroom or anything, I mean."
Reta kissed Eric and cackled, "Honey, that was just what I had in mind! It wouldn't be a real orgy if we split up, now would it?"
She moved her hips from side to side, rubbing her mound against Eric's erect cock and pressing her tits tightly against his chest, her hard nipples boring into him like diamond-tipped drills. His fingers searched between the cheeks of her ass for the tight little crevasse nestled in the valley and nudged it lightly.
Letting the heated water buoy her up, Reta wrapped her legs around his and thrust her pelvis toward him, groaned with complete lack of inhibition and chewed on his ear. "Put your cock in me, Eric," she whispered hotly. "Fuck me."
Her words sent hot thrills through his pulsating body, increasing his excitement. He humped forward, felt the tip of his throbbing cock encounter the lips of her pussy and hesitated a moment, savoring the pleasure of anticipation.
"Put it in me," Reta said loudly. "Put your big cock in me while Sammie and Nolan watch. I want them to see it. I want them to see you fucking me."
Eric had to tighten all the muscles in his groin to keep from cumming instantly. For a few moments, he had been lost, so absorbed in the ecstasy of sexual contact with Reta, that he forgot where they were and who they were with. Her words brought him back to reality and pushed his arousal to a peak.
Looking over Reta's shoulder, he saw that Nolan was fondling Sammie's tits and gently pinching and rolling her nipples. Her hand was wrapped around the head of his cock, and she looked as if she was trying to pull it off.
Sammie's eyes were wide open, staring at Reta and Eric. Without making a sound, she moved her lips, mouthing to Eric, "Fuck her."
Well, so much for her assertion that she couldn't stand to see him fuck another girl. He was so excited, he thought he would have a heart attack. His throbbing dick found its mark and forced its way between the springy lips of Reta's pussy. She groaned, exaggerating a bit for dramatic effect, acutely aware of Sammie's sultry eyes on them.
"Yes," Reta hissed as his cock slowly entered her, "yes, you're in me. Ooohhh, you're so deep inside me. Oooh, Nolan, watch us. He's fucking me, darling. Eric is fucking me."
"I know," Nolan answered, his breathing labored. "I'm watching you, baby, and I see everything. Fuck her, Eric, while I fuck your wife."
"Yes," Sammie responded, almost singing the word. "Yes, Nolan, put your big cock in me."
Eric turned Reta so they could watch their spouses, and Reta wiggled around on his cock as Sammie stared at them with heated eyes and sat on Nolan's stiff lance.
The smell of sex filled the air, mingling with the steamy vapors rising from the churning whirlpool to create the erotic atmosphere of a sultry swamp, and the music of their moans and sobs was a symphony of desire. An observer would have noted an explicit similarity to an orgy at a public bath in ancient Rome.
Eric felt the membranes of Reta's pussy cling lovingly to his thrusting shaft. His pleasure far exceeded what resulted from the gentle friction, and words couldn't describe the sensation of fucking Nolan's wife while his own wife and Nolan fucked and watched.
Sammie's facial expression told Eric what she was doing with her cunt muscles, and he knew exactly the pleasure Nolan was experiencing. The fascination of watching her please another man with her animated snatch pushed his passions to a new high.
Reta was the only other girl he had fucked since he married, and fucking her was totally different from fucking his wife. Sammie's loving twat caressed a cock continually, trailing long, soft waves of pleasure over its entire length without stopping. Reta's pussy grabbed his cock, squeezing it in spurts with little pauses in between, each contracting throb more powerful than the last.
Nolan held onto Sammie's ass and stood and walked over by Eric and Reta. Sammie locked her legs around his waist and held onto his shoulders and bounced up and down on his rod as she stared at Reta's humping ass.
Fucking Reta and watching Nolan fuck Sammie, Eric was able to experience both lovemaking styles simultaneously. Somehow, he knew the girls were comparing his cock to Nolan's, just as he and Nolan were comparing their pussies, and the idea that they were all sharing the same thoughts and sensations magnified his excitement.
The muscles of Nolan's thighs strained as he struggled to support Sammie's weight as she impaled herself zealously on his cock. Her hot gaze burned into Eric's brain, then her eyes glazed over and she retreated into a private world of erotic ecstasy, and he knew her orgasm was approaching.
The sights and sounds and sensations were all blending to bring Eric to sexual completion. Reta was panting and sobbing in his ear, intensely aroused by the release of Sammie's passion on her husband's cock. Heroically, he struggled to hold back his onslaught, to be sure that Reta was satisfied before he let go. The culmination of his attempt to get his wife to swap drowned him in an erotic flood, and like a rocket smashing the sound barrier, his orgasm burst through with feeble resistance.
For a moment, he lost all awareness, conscious only of the steams of fluid he was pumping deep into Reta's hungry loins. He returned to his surroundings in time to realize that all four of them were cumming together. Reta's cries blended symphonically with Sammie's and his gasping breath harmonized with Nolan's grunting intonations, and the hot water seemed to melt them all down to a single seething organism instead of four individual beings.
Eric drifted on a plane of erotic fulfillment until, without quite knowing how it happened, his wife was sitting on his lap, kissing his cheeks and eyes and the tip of his nose. Looking across the churning tub, he saw Reta resting in her husband's arms. They were all back where they belonged-for the moment.
CHAPTER TEN
"I thought you couldn't stand to watch me fuck another girl," Eric teased, his voice soft and husky.
"Lust trumps all," Sammie giggled.
"I hope you don't have to rush off," Reta said.
Sammie and Eric looked at each other. He winked. She smiled.
"No," Sammie said, "we're in no hurry."
Eric got up and stood Sammie on her feet outside the tub. "Well, you might be accustomed to doing it in hot water, but I'm not. It makes my legs weak."
"Reta's pussy made you weak," Nolan laughed.
Reta hopped out of the tub and took Sammie's hand. "Let's go inside. The living room carpet is real thick, and we'll have a lot more space."
Speaking softly so Eric couldn't hear her, Sammie said, "If I hang back, don't think that I'm bashful or that I don't want to do something. I've never done this before, so I don't know the rules."
"Only one rule, honey," Reta said, "do whatever you enjoy."
Reta wasted no time following her own rule. She sat Eric on the couch and knelt in front of him and looked up at him with fire in her eyes. "Want me to suck your cock and get it real hard again?"
"I hope that's a rhetorical question," he chuckled.
"When a guy wants to fuck her mouth, a good girl gets on her knees and opens wide," she giggled.
She propped his limp prick against his thigh and cupped his balls in her left hand and rolled them gently as her tongue slithered languidly up and down his thick shaft.
Sammie sat by Eric where she had a good view, her eyes wide and dilated, like a startled deer caught in bright headlights as she took his hand and squeezed it hard.
"This is so exciting, darling," she breathed.
Reta licked the head of Eric's prick lavishly, then took the bloated knob into her mouth, and the feel of the taut cockhead against the soft inner flesh of her mouth made her moan.
Sammie felt Nolan's hand wiggling under her bare ass. Engrossed by Reta's lascivious behavior, she instinctively got on her knees and rubbed her husband's chest and pinched his nipples as she watched Reta.
Reta's generous mouth easily accommodated Eric's prick. Her full, sensuous lips completely surrounded his meaty tube, and invigorating blood pulsed vibrantly through the shaft as she steadily devoured his rod with anxious bobs of her head.
"Oooooo, look how easily she swallows your cock, darling," Sammie mumbled. "Watching her makes my mouth water."
Eric looked at her and grinned. He didn't have to say anything.
"I hope she sucks you off, darling," Sammie ,said. "I like watching how she sucks cock. Bet she could teach me a thing or two about cocksucking!"
The tip of Eric's cock touched the back of Reta's throat. She swallowed hard, opened her gullet to accept his cockhead and gurgled happily as puffs of warm air from her nose disturbed the dark curly hair at the base of his shaft.
Reta's gifted mouth on his cock and his wife watching blew Eric's mind. Sammie wasn't the only one who hoped Reta was going to suck him off.
Nolan caressed one cheek of Sammie's ass. Reflexively, she angled her ass so he could reach the other cheek, and he caressed the exquisite, luxurious skin affectionately. She couldn't believe how much his intimate touch excited her. She felt juice gush down her channel and soak her pussy and spread her knees a little farther apart and stared raptly at Reta.
Reta's mouth slid up and down Eric's throbbing dick more fervently, her head bobbing up and down quickly, sucking his knob vigorously on the downstroke and tickling his cockhead with the tip of her tongue on the upstroke, humming steadily and gurgling when the tip of his prick slid into her throat.
Reta's enthusiastic cocksucking mesmerized Sammie. It certainly looked as if she was going to suck until she sucked seed! She wondered if Reta would swallow his cum. What would she do with it if she didn't? A strange feeling on her ass interrupted her thoughts and she looked over her shoulder at Nolan.
He was licking her ass! He grinned and drew his tongue slowly across her naked buttocks, and she trembled all over. His tongue on her bare ass felt outlandish, truly bawdy.
Reta's gurgles of delight drew Sammie's attention again, and her head swiveled rapidly back and forth as she simultaneously tried to watch Nolan lick her ass and Reta suck Eric's cock.
She felt Nolan's finger touch the puffy lips of her wet pussy and added her moans to Reta's gurgles. She stared at Reta's well-rounded, beautiful ass. She could imagine a man liking to caress that glorious feminine flesh. Even kiss it, lick it, as Nolan was doing to her own ass. Hell, she even felt a tremendous temptation to reach down and fondle it!
Nolan eased the tip of his finger along the puffy lips of Sammie's pussy with a light touch, gently separated the thick lips and ran his finger to the bottom of her slit and eased it into her honey hole. Her tight sheath trembled around his finger, and she wondered if he was going to jack her off. A quick climax would really hit the spot. His tongue on her ass and watching Reta suck cock had her so hot, she could hardly stand it.
Nolan pumped his finger in and out of Sammie's love tunnel a few times, coating it thoroughly with her slick love oil, then slid it to the top of her slit and touched her clit. His heart raced. Her love button was big and hard and very sensitive. She twitched and jerked as he rubbed her clit and licked her bare ass and stroked his hard prick with his other hand.
Sammie moaned deep in her throat and gurgled, almost duplicating Reta's sounds of joy as she sucked Eric's cock. Nolan's touch felt strange and wonderful. He knew just how to manipulate her clit to give her the best feeling.
Eric's ass plunged up and down like a yo-yo in counterpoint to Reta's bobbing head. His scalp prickled and he trembled all over and he shoved his cock down her gullet and poured seminal fluid into her dynamic mouth. She gurgled happily and gulped it down as fast as it gushed from his prick.
Sammie's own emotions hit a high point. "Oh, my darling husband is cumming in her mouth," she breathed, "and she's drinking every drop of the delicious stuff." She trembled visibly. "God, I wish I could share it with her! I love to have my mouth full of his hot cum!"
She humped Nolan's finger furiously and groaned and let her orgasm take her. In the middle of her climax, she felt Nolan's arm around her waist, pulling her down. She felt the tip of his cock touch her asshole and consciously relaxed her sphincter. She didn't care where he put it, as long as he put it in her.
He pushed the head forward a tad and skewered her pussy, and his cock slid into her well lubricated sheath so easily, like sliding into a bottle of hot oil. "Oh, fuck," she whispered, "that feels so fucking good." She sighed and laid her head on her husband's shoulder and peered at Reta.
Reta sat up and looked at Sammie. A drop of cum clung to one corner of her mouth. She licked it away and smacked her lips blatantly, then cocked her head to one side and smiled brightly. "Your face looks so radiant, honey," she said. "I love to watch you fuck my husband."
"I love for you to watch me fuck your husband," Sammie breathed.
"She's a real showoff," Eric chuckled. "She loves it when anybody watches her fuck."
Nolan applied up and down pressure on Sammie's hips, and her ass automatically began to move up and down. He reached around her with one arm, put two fingers in her slit and strummed her clit, and her ass moved faster. She stared at Reta, her mouth hanging open, her tongue circling her sensuous lips as she fucked herself vigorously on the his fulfilling prick.
"Doesn't his cock feel good?" Reta asked.
"Fabulous!" Sammie blurted.
Sammie's emotions ran wild. She was riding a big, fat cock that reached all the way to the bottom of her cunt-a cock that didn't belong to her husband-and it felt positively smashing! She crossed the line of carnal exploration in that bawdy show, and she was so glad she did. At last, she understood what Eric meant when he said that fidelity didn't necessarily mean monogamy. "Ooohhh, fuck," she muttered as she humped her foxy ass up and down, spearing herself with Nolan's prick.
Reta took Sammie's face in her hands and caressed her hot cheeks and kissed her lightly on the lips, then caressed her shoulders and bare chest, coming perilously close to the upper swell of her tits.
Sammie liked the touch of Reta's soft hands, hoped they would go lower. Reta's tits were mere inches from her, and she stared at the bloated tit buds, wondering why she felt such a hankering to lean down and suck them. She raised her eyes and met Reta's gaze, her eyes cloudy with passion.
Reta's eyes sparkled with joy. "You look so fucking sexy riding his cock," she cooed.
The most Sammie could manage was a murmuring, "Ummmmmm."
Reta stayed on her knees in front of Eric, watching Sammie and playing with his cock. Sammie gazed intently at Reta's hands, and her eyes got a little foggier.
Nolan's finger moved faster on Sammie's clit, skimming lightly over the erect button as she fucked herself on his stiff rod. Her murmurs of pleasure got louder and her inner muscles instinctively milked his prick. She moved her feet back so she had better control of her movements, and her ass lurched up and down a little faster.
"Oh, Reta," Sammie whispered.
"Honey, I know, how you feel," Reta replied softly. "I feel the same way when I ride his cock."
"You feel the same way when you ride any cock," Nolan laughed.
Reta kissed Sammie on the lips and chuckled. "He doesn't have room to say anything. He feels the same way when he sticks his dick in another pussy."
"He's really doing a good job of sticking mine," Sammie gasped.
"He always does, honey," Reta said. "Have a marvelous ride and get a good cum."
"Ohhhhhh, yes," Sammie hissed, altogether caught up in fucking another girl's husband. "I'm going to cum so fucking hard. I just know I will."
Her wild behavior was far from how she pictured herself-until she agreed to be in that damn show! She felt like a closet hussy on a double date who had suddenly lost all of her inhibitions. Riding a cock while her husband watched was so kinky.
Sammie's dynamic cunt muscles sucking on his dick began to break down Nolan's control, and he fondled her tits as he rubbed her clit more aggressively.
"I'm going to cum, Reta," Sammie whimpered, "I'm going to cum so fucking good!" Excitement tightened her vocal cords, deepened her voice nearly to a growl. She never dreamed she could be so lascivious. She felt absolutely marvelous, couldn't have described the way she felt if she tried.
"Of course you are, honey," Reta murmured. "Why ride a gorgeous cock if you don't cum? Don't worry about Nolan, honey, he'll cum when you do. Get his cum, baby! Make him fill your cunt to the brim with his sweet cream."
Sammie's slick sheath slid effortlessly up and down the hefty lance impaling her as her ass rose and fell rapidly, pirouetting and rocking back and forth. Nolan's finger dancing swiftly over her clit would have brought her off. His prick stuck up her cunt, ready to squirt her full of male cream, would have done the job equally well. Together, they had her in heaven on earth.
Suddenly, her ass stopped humping up and down and began to corkscrew frantically as an orgasm started so deep inside her, so powerfully, she lost all sense of time and place. Her mouth popped open and the cries of ecstasy poured out, nearly rattling the windows. Her eyes were wide open, but she didn't see anything. Fiery fervor permeated her to the core of her being, and she was conscious only of the furious feelings ripping through her body.
Her frolicsome cunt muscles milked Nolan's cock turbulently as she hit her peak and began to taper off, then his prick erupted. The first hard spurt ricocheted off the mouth of her womb, setting her off again, and she jerked and twisted and heaved and bucked, riding him tenaciously, milking the cum from him in delirious movements, draining his prick completely.
She fell back against his chest with a deep sigh, and he put his arms around her and held her lovingly as he kissed her neck and bare shoulders. She wiggled her ass around as he nibbled at her ear lobe, licked behind her ear, then inside the delicate shell.
"Boy, Nolan, you squirted enough juice in me to drown me," she giggled, then gave her husband a dazzling smile. "Isn't this fun, darling?"
"More fun than a sane person ought to have," Eric said.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
"It's been three days since our tete-a-tete with Reta and Nolan," Eric said at breakfast, "and you haven't said anything. Didn't you like it?"
"Yeah," Sammie replied. "Lightning might strike me, but I have to admit that I liked it a lot more that I expected to." She looked at him and grinned. "I guess I don't have to ask if you liked it. I didn't know that you had such stamina."
"Do you want to do it again?"
"Yes, I most certainly do," she said unequivocally. "I even screwed up my nerve and asked Reta to introduce us to some of their friends who swap so we won't have to do it with them every time."
"Well, that's a change I hadn't expected," he said, his voice bubbling with happiness. "Guess I can't say you're able, but not willing, huh?"
"Well, about swapping," she replied. "I can watch you fuck another girl without getting green-eyed with jealousy, but don't try to push me into doing other things."
He knew what she meant by other things, but ignored the warning. He had gotten the door open a crack, and he was determined to open it all the way. "When I saw Reta kissing you and playing with your tits, I hoped you would go down on each other. I want to watch you eat pussy."
"I'm sure she was willing, but I wasn't. I'm sorry, darling, but that's one of the things that I'm not able to do."
"Oh, you're able, you're just not willing."
"Where have I heard that before?" She pretended to be put out, but wasn't. He pushed her into being the star of that show, and she loved it. He pushed her into swapping with Reta and Nolan, and she loved it. Now, she hoped he would keep pushing her to seek out the limits of her sexuality. She suspected there weren't any. "I told you not to push me too far, darling. Will you be home on time tonight?"
"As far as I know. If not, I'll call you."
"That won't do," Sammie said. "I don't want you to work late, tonight of all nights."
"Oh," Eric said, lifting one eyebrow, "is there some special reason? Are we going to swap with somebody?"
"No, not tonight."
"Did you go shopping again? Are you planning another special night with something like that decadent fur rug?"
"Don't push, darling. Just don't be late, okay?"
She left it at that and let him wonder. It had taken her two days and innumerable phone calls to arrange a surprise for him, and she wasn't going to spoil it by telling him too much now.
Sammie floated on a cloud of euphoria until Peggy Sue arrived, and then soared a little higher. She poured two cups of coffee and sat on the couch, facing her. "Eric will be home in a little while," she said. "Do you mind hiding in the guest bedroom until he takes his shower? I haven't told him what I'm up to."
"I don't mind at all," Peggy Sue replied. "Maybe I'll just spread out on the bed and play with my pussy, and you can send him in."
"Oh, he'd go for that in a big way," Sammie laughed. "He loves to watch me play with my pussy, and when I get myself off, his cock gets real hard and he can't wait to jump me."
"I can hardly wait until you spring me on him and he jumps me," Peggy Sue said. "Cocks make me crazy. I like pussy, but I hear a guy's zipper open, and my pussy simply gushes. You put on quite a show with Alvin the other night, by the way. Everybody's still talking about it. We thought you were too prim and proper to do it."
"Is that his name? Nobody got around to introducing us, but I guess it wasn't necessary." Sammie chuckled softly. "I thought I was too prim and proper to do it, but I found out I'm not the person I thought I was."
"How did Eric take it?"
"Oh, he was marvelous about the whole thing. He could hardly wait to get me home, and I'd never seen his cock so hard. He was the one who set it up, you know."
"Yes, Ingrid told me, but sometimes guys think they want something, then when they get it, they find out they can't handle it."
"Oh, Eric handled it quite well," Sammie said, "and me, too. We fucked out fool heads off, but it was more than that. He made love to me, beautiful love, the way he hasn't done since our honeymoon. The first few times we made love, he paid attention to me, to my pleasure, and knew precisely what I wanted, and I found myself thinking he could read my mind. We got away from that after a while, and I really missed it."
"Familiarity breeds boredom," Peggy Sue said. "I think that's one of the biggest problems with marriage. One or both of them get bored and careless, and then they start looking around for somebody else, and cheating is so sneaky. If they would just get into swinging, it would perk things right up for them. I don't know if I'll ever get married, but if I do, I won't cheat. I won't marry a guy who won't swing, either."
"Ingrid said you're only nineteen, but you seem older," Sammie said, "and definitely wiser than I am. What's your secret?"
"Lust," Peggy Sue laughed. "I didn't know what was wrong with me, but Ellen did."
"The same one who was in the show with you?"
"The same," Peggy Sue said. "She and Bryant live down the block from my parents, and we were pretty good friends. I went over there a lot and used their pool and she used to take me shopping, and I even went on weekend trips with them a couple of times. I had no idea they were swingers, and they were careful to behave very appropriately when I was with them. But that changed after I turned eighteen.
"They arranged to take me on a trip to see the Grand Canyon as a graduation present when I graduated from high school, and I learned their secret. Ellen knew the genie had been fighting to get out of her bottle, and she pulled the cork the first night away from home. I learned my own secret, and nobody will ever get this genie back in her bottle." Peggy Sue shook her head and chuckled. "One of these days, I'm actually going to visit the Grand Canyon."
"Yeah, I know what you mean," Sammie said, beaming brightly. "This genie got out of her bottle when I agreed to be in that show, and now I want to live!"
"Well, you got a good start when you were in the show," Peggy Sue said.
"You know, I think my darling husband has been manipulating me."
Peggy Sue lifted one eyebrow. "What makes you think so?"
"Well, thinking back on it and remembering a lot of little things he did and said, I don't think it was my idea to go to that first show. I'm sure he led me to asking him to take me."
"Do you care?"
"Oh, not in the least," Sammie said quickly. "He knew that I'm an exhibitionist long before I did. I thought the way I acted was totally out of character for me, but it didn't faze him when I jacked off right there in front of God and everybody at that first show. One of my favorite copouts is that I'm not able to do certain things, and he tells me I'm able, I'm just not willing. When he asked me if I wanted to be in the show, he knew I would agree. I've never denied him anything he wanted the two of us to do in private, but lately, I hear a zipper opening and I get a little crazy, and he knew that was my true nature."
"What does he want you to do that you think you can't?"
"About the only thing left is eating pussy," Sammie laughed.
"That's why you invited me for a threesome with you, isn't it?"
Sammie nodded. "We swapped with Reta and Nolan the other night, and Eric wanted Reta and me to go down on each other. She was willing, but I wasn't."
"She ought to be willing," Peggy Sue chuckled. "She loves to eat pussy, and very few people can do it as well."
"Eric wants me to be bisexual, and now I'm very able and extremely willing-if you don't mind breaking in a beginner who doesn't know beans about eating pussy."
"It would be my pleasure," Peggy Sue replied. "If you want to do it, it will come naturally."
"Oh, I want to do it," Sammie said firmly, "and not just because Eric wants me to. Unless I try it at least once, I'll always wonder if I'm missing something. You said that your parents are good friends with Ellen and Bryant. Do they know that Ellen and Bryant are swingers, and that they initiated you?"
"I'm sure Daddy doesn't. He doesn't have any interest in sex. Mom, on the other hand, is a different story. She would probably applaud me. I think she not only knows about Ellen and Bryant, she joins them now and then. And I'm not sure Dad cares much, as long as she doesn't embarrass him. Isn't that kinky, my mom and me making it with the same man and woman?"
"Do you enjoy doing kinky things?"
"I love it," Peggy Sue said. "I've even tried a little bondage, just light stuff, like letting a guy tie me down and fuck me. I've got an insatiable curiosity, and I'll try most anything once except pain. If I like it, I'll keep doing it."
"Then you must have been in a group, like an orgy or something. What's it like, doing it with a whole bunch of people at the same time?"
"Wonderful," Peggy Sue replied. "You ought to try it. Getting groped by a whole bunch of people at the same time is a real turn on, and the possibilities are endless. You might be getting fucked while you lick a pussy, or somebody is licking your pussy while you're sucking a cock, and you don't know who's doing what. It's enough to blow your mind."
"Yeah, I've been thinking about it." Sammie looked at her watch. "Eric will be here in a few minutes. The guest room is down the hall, second door on the right. Come in when you hear the music. I put the props where you want them."
"We'll give him a show that he won't ever forget," Peggy Sue said. "By the way, does he have a big cock?"
"Well, it isn't as big as Alvin's, but it's a good size."
CHAPTER TWELVE
Sammie met Eric at the door, gave him a kiss, and said, "Darling, I want you to take a quick shower, then come back to the living room naked, without asking questions. Will you do that for me?"
Her swollen nipples were trying to poke holes in her dress and she knew he could tell she wasn't wearing a bra. She wondered how he would react when he discovered that she wasn't wearing panties, either. For some reason, doing a threesome the first time made her nervous.
He grinned and tweaked her nipple through her dress. "Naked, huh? You must be up to something intriguing."
"Well, it's definitely lascivious," she laughed.
"Enough said, sweetheart. I'll be back before you can get yourself off."
"I'll leave that up to you and ... well, to whatever happens to come up." She slapped him playfully on the ass. "Go, the sooner you get back, the sooner the party will begin."
"My cock is already quivering," he laughed, and hurried down the hall.
When he came back, Sammie seated him on the couch and sat next to him. She picked up the remote control, turned on the stereo and soft disco music filled the room. She put the control down and put her hand back on his thigh, scant inches from his cock.
"Your cock isn't quivering now, but I think it will be soon," she said. "Because you married me, darling, I know you appreciate the finer things in life, so I arranged for you to enjoy one tonight."
Peggy Sue sashayed into the room and Eric gave her a torrid look that made her blood race and her heart beat faster.
"How could I ever forget her?" Eric looked at his wife and grinned like a wolf. "I certainly didn't expect this."
Peggy Sue looked him over without trying to hide it, and liked what she saw. He was handsome and just muscular enough, and the twinkle in his eye told her that he did remember her and was eager to have her. She looked at his oversize cock dangling between his legs and shivered inwardly and her pussy gushed.
Sammie smiled slyly. "You just might get a lot more than you expected, darling. Peggy Sue and I are going to give you a very special treat, and we want you to enjoy yourself to the fullest."
Peggy Sue turned around, hiked her dress up around her waist and bent over, and the tip of his nose brushed her bare ass when he turned his head back to look at her. She stared at him between her open legs with a lecherous grin on her upside-down face and giggled.
"Darling, don't feel the least bit inhibited," Sammie said with a big smile. She could tell that he was terribly excited. She shivered with happiness, eagerly looking forward to watching Peggy Sue ride his cock. "Peggy Sue and I want you to touch and caress and fondle and kiss and lick whatever strikes your fancy."
Eric ran his hands slowly over Peggy Sue's satin-smooth buttocks. "So firm and tight and warm," he muttered, "like fine marble." His hands wandered to the top of her thighs, then toward the forest of brown hair in her crotch. "Hmmm, maybe it's silk, not marble, or maybe it's marble covered with silk."
"Whatever, it looks mighty fine to me," Sammie agreed.
Peggy Sue's leg muscles rippled as she swayed her hips rhythmically and moaned softly. Eric caressed her naked ass with both hands, and she shoved her hot buns in his face. His cock started rising like a snake charmer's cobra as she giggled and wiggled her hips, encouraging him to kiss her ass.
Instead of kissing it, he licked it all over as he put his hands on the inside of her gorgeous thighs and moved them slowly up to her moist, hot pussy. She wiggled her ass again and pulled the cheeks of her ass apart, and he stuck his face into the deep cleft and licked her asshole.
Peggy Sue trembled hard and leaned back against his face and moaned out loud when the tip of his tongue wiggled into her asshole. She moaned even louder when his tongue retreated, licked the puckered brown ring, then stabbed it again.
Sammie peered over her husband's shoulder and watched with penetrating curiosity as his lively tongue brought joy to another girl. "Ahhh," she muttered, "I see that you like her ass as much as you like mine. If you're a good boy, maybe later she'll let you put your cock where your tongue is."
Sammie was having a difficult time keeping her hands out of her own crotch. She wanted to pull her dress up and frig her clit furiously. She waited, letting the erotic tension and desire build.
Peggy Sue straightened up and turned around and shoved her pussy into Eric's face and gasped when his tongue promptly landed on her clitoris. Her joy buzzer was so sensitive, she almost went off instantly. She pulled away suddenly and gave him a beaming smile and caressed her pussy.
"The show must go on," Sammie said, moving closer to her husband. "I hope you like it." She patted his thigh and grinned lecherously.
"I sure do," Eric said. "You can surprise me like this any old time."
"Be careful what you ask for, darling," Sammie laughed, "you might get it."
Peggy Sue added another dimension when she pulled her dress over her head and tossed it aside and writhed and humped to the beat of the music. His cock swelled and throbbed harder as he stared at her gorgeous naked body with glazed eyes, drinking in the sight of her big jugs jiggling and bouncing.
Peggy Sue played with her tits, then with her clit. The large button was fully erect, standing out at the top of her hairy slit, fully visible to his heated gaze. She did a slow bump and grind and waved her pussy in his face, and he could hardly keep from plunging his tongue into her cunt.
Sammie tightened her grip on his thigh and grinned like the naughty seductress she was. "Are you enjoying her bawdy show?"
He turned his head and stared at her, doing his best to act cool. "Damn straight," he croaked, "it's something else."
"Yes, I think so, too. How does your cock feel?"
"Like it's about to burst, sweetheart. You really know how to get me charged up and raring to go."
"Well, I'd better see what I can do to help," she said. She rubbed her palm along his prick, stroked it quickly a couple times, then gently pinched the head with the tips of her finger. "I can tell from the way she's looking at your cock that she likes it." She held his prick upright and wiggled it back and forth. "Yeah, see how her eyes light up?"
Eric was sure that he could smell Peggy Sue's hot cunt all the way across the room, and felt himself getting perilously close to an immense orgasm. Without taking his eyes off her twisting naked body, he clenched his teeth and tried to calm his lust.
"I'll play with your cock while she dances, darling, Sammie said matter-of-factly, like a woman telling her husband she was going to cook dinner. "Peggy Sue and I want you to get the maximum pleasure from her performance." She wrapped her fist around his dick and stroked lightly. "I don't want you to cum yet, darling. Let it build so when you cum, it will be massive. Tell me when you're close, and I'll squeeze you off."
"Okay, that sounds like a winner."
"Peggy Sue is very exciting, isn't she?"
"Yeah," he rasped.
Peggy Sue's eyes lit up when she saw the size of Eric's cock. She sucked her fingers and smacked her lips noisily as she twisted and twirled across the room to a small table and picked up one of her large vibrators, stuck it in her mouth and sucked it like a real cock.
"Your cock is swelling up like a balloon," Sammie giggled.
"Yeah," he blurted, "you'd better squeeze!"
Sammie gripped the base of his cock tightly with her thumb and forefinger for a few seconds, and the uproar in his balls ebbed. He glanced down as she used both hands to play with his balls and jerk his cock.
"I like to play with your big cock, darling," Sammie said softly.
"Probably not half as much as I like it."
Eric watched her sensuous red lips surround the fake dick and felt himself losing control again. "Squeeze," he gasped.
Sammie chuckled and squeezed him again.
Peggy Sue pushed the big fake prick deeper and deeper into her mouth. She squeezed it, stroked it, then slowly pulled it out and licked the tip, then arched her back and eased it down her throat again like a sword swallower.
Sammie sat with her mouth open and the tip of her tongue slithering wetly around her lips, enjoying the show as much as Eric. Peggy Sue was even more erotic than she had been in the sex show, if that was possible.
Peggy Sue danced up between Eric's legs, dropped to her knees and tilted her head back and licked and sucked the fat plastic dick right in front of his face. His cock throbbed frantically, and he knew he was going to explode like never before.
"No more squeezing," he gasped.
Peggy Sue tossed the vibrator aside and licked the head of his prick.
Sammie jerked his cock a little faster. "Whose mouth do you want to cum in?"
Eric looked at Peggy Sue licking his dick, then at his wife's dainty, red-nailed hand stroking his cock. He couldn't decide.
"Look at Peggy Sue's mouth," Sammie said.
Peggy Sue made her mouth into an oval and worked her cheeks in and out, simulating sucking a cock, and he abruptly ran out of time to decide.
"Get it," he grunted, staring hard at Peggy Sue's beguiling mouth.
Sammie beat his meat furiously and Peggy Sue plunged her head into his lap and covered the head of his cock just as he fired the first shot of cum. If she hadn't caught his cum in her mouth, he was sure it would have hit the ceiling. As he continued to cum hard, her mouth went all the way down to his balls and she sucked furiously.
Peggy Sue moaned deeply with every spurt and sucked the fiery juice down her throat. As his orgasm ebbed, Sammie gently squeezed his cock, making sure she milked every last drop into Peggy Sue's mouth.
Eric had never experienced such a shattering orgasm. He watched through glazed eyes as Peggy Sue lifted her head and smacked her lips.
"Give me a taste," Sammie muttered hotly. She kept her fist locked tightly around Eric's cock as she gave her lips to Peggy Sue and shared what little of his cum was left.
The kiss told Eric that he was in for more than simply fucking both of them. "Well, well," he muttered.
Sammie stood and tore off her dress, not caring that she broke the zipper. "I've got to cum," she muttered.
"Sit down, darling, and let him eat your pussy," Peggy Sue said. "His cock isn't going to be much use for a while unless he has to pee."
Sammie sat down and spread her legs and Peggy Sue sat by her and caressed her tits as Eric got on his knees in front of her and looked at her crotch. Traces of sparkling moisture glistened in the silky curls along her slit. Her clit protruded from the top of her gash, bigger than Peggy Sue's. He kissed his wife's pussy and gently caressed the soft flesh on the inside of her creamy thighs. She sucked in her breath sharply and moaned deep in her throat as he let his hands glide up her gorgeous body, delighting in the warmth radiating from her flesh.
Peggy Sue closed her fingers around the big bloated nipples capping Sammie's tits and squeezed, eliciting another groan of pleasure from her. Sammie pulled the young brunette's head around and glued their lips together and plunged her tongue deep into Peggy Sue's mouth, flicking it as it pressed forward. Peggy Sue sucked on Sammie's tongue and pinched her fat nipples, and Sammie quivered and squirmed her ass.
Eric caressed the silky flesh on the inside of Sammie's thighs as he feasted his eyes on the sweet knoll of her cunt and her exciting pink slit. He followed his hands with his lips, pressing his mouth to her hair-fringed lower mouth.
Sammie broke the kiss and sighed out loud. Eric rubbed his cheeks against the soft flesh of her inner thighs, then dragged his chin over her weeping gash. Sammie moaned and her pelvis lurched upward, planting her pussy lips on his mouth and framing his face in the lovely swirls of her bush.
"Oh, Peggy Sue," Sammie whispered, "his tongue feels so fucking good. You're going to love it when he licks your pussy." She sucked her breath in and moaned. "I've got to cum, darling, I've got to!"
"I know, dear, believe me, I know," Peggy Sue murmured, looking down at Eric's head as it burrowed deeper between his wife's thighs. "I'll suck your pretty tits and help make you feel good, okay?"
"Yeah, yeah, suck the hell out of them! Suck the fucking things right off my chest, I don't give a fuck!"
Eric's tongue swirled over Sammie's crotch, up and down her juicy gash, then along each side of her puffy gateway of pleasure.
"Oh, fuck," Sammie breathed.
Peggy Sue lowered her head and sucked Sammie's tits, going quickly from one tumid tit bud to the other, pulling them into her mouth with a strong suction and nipping them gently with her teeth.
"Oh, fuck," Sammie breathed. "This is fantastic!"
Eric lapped his wife's crotch, covering every inch of the hairy mound, igniting new fires of lust in her cunt, then flicked the tip of his tongue rapidly on her clit, taunting the fat button into a throbbing center of lust.
His tongue slid back down the moist slash of her pussy lips and into her honey-filled hole and she whimpered with rising passion and thrust her cunt at his mouth. He gored her slick hole and her ass lurched up with each plunge of his tongue.
She grabbed his head with both hands and buried his lips in her cunt, trembling with pent-up passion and moaning with gratification as his stabbing, swirling tongue pushed her to the brink of the carnal abyss. She sucked in a deep breath and gasped, "I'm cumming!"
Her body convulsed as the savage ecstasy of a powerful orgasm seized her and she jerked and bucked and banged her cunt into his face and filled his mouth with her hot juice. She shook so hard, she seemed ready to come apart from the intense jolts of pleasure shooting through her body.
Peggy Sue sucked Sammie's tits frantically and Eric washed her cunt with her tongue. Sammie caught her breath and put one foot on his shoulder and pushed him back.
"Fuck him, Peggy Sue," she panted.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Eric dragged Peggy Sue to the floor and rolled her onto her back. He flopped on his belly between her long, lovely legs and licked the hollows at the top of her thighs, and she wiggled her ass from side to side, trying to get her pussy under his mouth. He lifted her legs, spread them wide, and tickled her asshole with the tip of his tongue.
The need for physical and mental fulfillment devoured the horny young brunette, made her desperate for an orgasm. "Oh, Eric, darling, baby, get me off," she moaned. "I want to cum so badly."
His tongue swirled around the mouth of her cunt and fluid undulations enveloped her body from head to toe. His tongue rambled over her pussy from bottom to top, slithering up and down the middle of her gash, then he applied the tip to her love button without touching any other part of her body.
Just his touch sent her into upheavals of orgasmic rapture, and she began to jerk and scream even before he vibrated his tongue.
Sammie diddled her clit idly as she watched her husband turn Peggy Sue into a puddle of orgasmic mush with his tongue. Her heart went out to him. If he hadn't ferreted out her true nature and made her face it, she knew she would never have achieved true happiness.
Eric brought Peggy Sue off twice, and while she was lost in the middle of a mind-numbing orgasm, he rose to his knees and slid his cock into her sopping hole. He looked at his wife and grinned like a kid with a new toy, his chin and lips glistening with Peggy Sue's cunt juice. "Thanks, sweetheart," he said softly.
"My pleasure, darling," she replied, flashing him a radiant smile. "I'm enjoying it as much as you are."
When his cock was about halfway into Peggy Sue's tight love tunnel, he started fucking her, stretching her cunt wider, loosening her up. She took every inch of his dick easily and came harder than ever. Her climaxes came one after the other in explosive succession, the new one overlapping the previous one, an endless string of tumultuous contractions.
Sammie slid off the couch and knelt by Peggy Sue and licked her tits and fingered her clit. Eric grinned and fucked the horny young brunette with short, rapid strokes.
Peggy Sue didn't start cumming again. She had never stopped. Every plunge of his cock into her frantic sheath increased her passion and orgasms washed through her body like tidal waves, touching every nerve, turning her mind to mush and her muscles to a mass of quivering rubber.
"Oh, fuck, oh, fuck, yes!" Peggy Sue wailed. Her voice rose to a quavering trill as she bucked and twisted, cumming as she had never cum before, her grateful pussy spewing out hot juice that drenched his prick.
Eric withdrew his prick from Peggy Sue's slick grotto, leaned down and kissed her pussy, then kissed her on the mouth.
"Out-fucking-standing," Peggy Sue exclaimed between heaving gasps.
"I like the way you fuck," he said.
"Baby, the way you use that wonderful cock, you can fuck me any time you wish," Peggy Sue said.
"Not to mention his tongue," Sammie laughed.
"Fuck your wife now," Peggy Sue said. "I know how your cock feels going in and out of a pussy, and now I want to see how it looks."
"Sit on the couch, darling," Sammie said. "I'll sit on your lap with my back to you so Peggy Sue can lick my clit."
That was what Eric was hoping for. He wanted to see at least one of them suck pussy! He scrambled to his feet and sat on the couch.
Sammie straddled his thighs with her knees on the couch. Peggy Sue reached between her thighs and held Eric's shaft upright and she lowered herself slowly, biting her lower lip and moaning with joy as he filled her slippery depths. She flexed her cunt muscles and he gasped and bucked as he reached around her and kneaded her big tits.
Peggy Sue put the tip of her finger on Sammie's clit, and she blew apart, riding her husband's cock hard, twisting and humping her ass violently. Then her orgasm peaked and ebbed almost as suddenly as it started.
Sammie settled down and grinned weakly at Peggy Sue. "Like a fucking jack rabbit, huh?"
"You needed it, darling," Peggy Sue replied.
"I'm going to take his cock up my ass and let you have my pussy all to yourself," Sammie said.
"Oh, wow," Peggy Sue exclaimed, "that sounds awesome! You've got a good imagination."
"She just doesn't let herself go often enough and use it," Eric said.
Sammie punched him lightly in the chest with her elbow. "What do you think I'm doing right now?"
Sammie lifted her ass and Peggy Sue grasped Eric's cock when it came out of her pussy. She shifted forward and Peggy Sue guided the head of his rod to her back door, and she sat down again, slower than when she took it up her cunt. Slowly, savoring every delicious moment, she slid up and down his organ, her soft squirming motion sending hot ripples of bliss through her loins.
Peggy Sue moved up between Sammie's thighs and licked her belly and kissed her cunt, then snaked the tip of her tongue into Sammie's slit and licked her clit.
Sammie moaned with ecstasy and bucked all over Eric's lap. The dual thrill of his big cock crammed up her ass and Peggy Sue's tongue on her love button drove her wild.
Sobbing and jerking frantically, she wrapped both arms around Peggy Sue's head and locked her taut sphincter on Eric's shaft, cumming so hard it felt like her brain was going to explode. She felt his prick swell, signaling an impending explosion, and raised her ass high and hovered for a moment before plunging down with heavily.
She felt his stinging eruption spew into her guts and tugged Peggy Sue's hair to vent her delirious excitement. For several long minutes, her hot, damp body twitched and bucked as her orgasm tore through her violently. Eric's cock was stretching her asshole and Peggy Sue's tongue was giving her supersensitive clitoris pure hell, and she loved every glorious second of it!
She slumped listlessly against Eric, and Peggy Sue continued to flutter her tongue lightly over her touchy love button.
"Oh, darling," Sammie muttered, pushing at Peggy Sue's head, "please, stop before you drive me mad."
Peggy Sue chuckled and gave Sammie's clit one last lick, then said, "How are you doing under there, Eric?"
"Surviving," he chuckled, "but just barely. You two are fantastic. I won't be able to fuck for a week."
"We're dynamite, all wrapped up in a neat package and ready to explode," Sammie giggled. "If you think we're going to wait a week before you fuck us again, you'd better think again."
"How about finishing the evening off with a flourish by giving me a little show?"
"A show?" Peggy Sue looked at Sammie, feigning innocence. "Sammie, do you have any idea what he's talking about?"
"Not in the least," Sammie replied, going along with the game. "We both gave him a pretty fucking good show. If he can't get it up again, I can't think of any reason we shouldn't send him to bed."
"I agree," Peggy Sue said. "I don't like the sound of that business about ending the evening anyway.
"Come on, ladies," Eric protested, "stop teasing me. You know what kind of show I mean. I want to see you two suck each other off."
"Oh, that," Peggy Sue said, breaking into laughter. "That's not a show. That's just two girls pleasuring each other, as only girls can."
"Oh, what the hell," Sammie said, faking exasperation, "I suppose he won't be happy until we give him what he wants."
Peggy Sue cupped her tits and ran her thumbs over her nipples. "You're so beautiful and so sexy," she said huskily. She grinned and slid her hand into her crotch and fingered her clit. "I'm not as interested in giving your husband what he wants as much as I am in getting what I want."
Sammie slowly lifted her ass off Eric's dick and stood in front of Peggy Sue. "I don't have you beat in the looks or sex department," she said softly as she reached out and caressed Peggy Sue's tits. "Your tits are marvelous."
"So are yours," Peggy Sue said, her voice soft and seductive. "I love to suck big nipples like yours." She took her finger out of her pussy and ran the tip over Sammie's lips. "Touch my pussy."
Sammie put the tip of her finger on Peggy Sue's clit and wiggled it gently. "Do you want me to jack you off?" She was surprised that she felt so calm, so self-assured.
"Yes," Peggy Sue breathed.
Sammie gave each of Peggy Sue's nipples a little suck. "Is that all you want me to do?"
"I want you to do whatever you feel like," Peggy Sue said softly.
Sammie kept wiggling her finger on Peggy Sue's clit and looked over her shoulder at Eric and smiled. "Do you want me to jack her off, darling?"
"Damn straight, sweetheart," he said quickly.
Sammie kept her finger on Peggy Sue's clit and put her other hand behind her ass. "Let's sit by Eric so he can see what I'm doing." She backed up to the couch, taking Peggy Sue with her, at the last second turning the young brunette and seating her by Eric. She sat by Peggy Sue and looked at her husband. "A little erotic experimentation is fun, don't you think, darling?"
"I think you're both just about hot enough to burn down the house," he laughed.
Peggy Sue noted the watch on Sammie's left wrist and said, "You're right-handed, right?"
"Mostly," Sammie said with a big smile. "I get myself off and jerk Eric off with either hand, so I'm kind of ambidextrous. Until now, I guess I've been a little ambiguous, too."
Peggy Sue put her finger on her clit and chuckled. "I like your sense of humor."
Sammie put her left arm behind Peggy Sue and her tit nestled against Peggy Sue's shoulder.
She pulled Peggy Sue's legs apart and watched her wiggle her finger gently on her clit. "I like to watch you play with your clit." She ran her hand slowly up the inside of Peggy Sue's right leg. "Do you get yourself off very often?"
"All the time," Peggy Sue replied. "I love to cum."
"Yeah, I know what you mean," Sammie chuckled. "I've never told Eric, but I get myself off all the time."
"You didn't have to tell me," Eric said. "I know where you keep your vibrators."
"Is there anything you don't know about me?"
"Not much," he said. "Peggy Sue, are you bi because you want to be, or it just something you do?"
"Oh, definitely because I want to be," Peggy Sue said. "I can't imagine being any other way."
Sammie knew where he was headed. "Don't worry about me, darling," she said. "You aren't coercing me into doing anything. I'm ready, willing and able, and I'm acting of my own free will."
"Ummm, your hand feels nice," Peggy Sue murmured, watching Sammie's soft, delightful hand. "Makes my skin tingle."
"Your skin is so tender, so silky," Sammie said. She turned slightly and moved her hand to Peggy Sue's left thigh. Her nipple brushed against Peggy Sue's solid tit mound, and she bit her lower lip and shivered with delight. "You're so beautiful and vibrant and sexy."
"And lewd and lascivious and perpetually horny," Peggy Sue said playfully, "but are we describing me or you?"
"Both," Sammie laughed. She put her hand over the bottom of Peggy Sue's hairy slit and pushed her fuck finger into the young brunette's sultry nether mouth.
"Aaahhh," Peggy Sue moaned softly, and her finger skated over her clit a little faster.
Sammie fucked her finger slowly in and out of Peggy Sue's hole. "Your pussy is very tight. I see why Eric looked so ecstatic when he fucked you."
"God, darling, you're making me so fucking hot!"
"Want me to take over now?"
"Oh, fuck, yes, please," Peggy Sue whispered passionately.
Sammie pulled her finger from Peggy Sue's hole, slid the tip through her gaping slit and touched her clit. Peggy Sue pulled Sammie's head around and kissed her on the lips, passionately, with lots of spirited tongue action. The act seemed so natural that Sammie spontaneously parted her lips to admit the probing tongue. Peggy Sue broke the kiss and snuggled down in the crook of Sammie's arm, cupped her tit and rubbed her thumb over the bloated nipple.
"I like to play with your tits," Peggy Sue murmured.
Sammie tickled her fingers through the soft curls covering Peggy Sue's mound. "My pussy gets pretty wet when they're played with," she giggled
"Mine is already flowing like a river," Peggy Sue said.
Sammie eased the tip of her fuck finger back into the top of Peggy Sue's steamy slit and let it coast down to entrance of her love tunnel. "I see what you mean." She wiggled her finger around in the wet hole, then drew it slowly back up to the stiff little stud of sensitive flesh peeking from its hood. "I'll do you the way I do myself."
"That's fine, darling," Peggy Sue said breathlessly, "I love it all."
Sammie was enjoying herself immensely. Dabbling in another girl's pussy was a unique, exciting experience. A little kinky, perhaps, but intriguing nonetheless. She looked at Eric and winked.
Peggy Sue snuggled closer and her breathing became shallow and fast. She caught Sammie's nipple between her thumb and forefinger and rolled it tenderly. "Your nipples are so thick and long, just the kind I like to suck. You don't mind if I suck yours, do you?"
Sammie didn't feel she had to answer such a silly question. She turned her shoulder, and Peggy Sue surrounded the tumescent tit bud with full, soft lips and flicked her tongue rapidly, and Sammie gasped as impassioned feelings flashed through her.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Sammie had finally crossed the threshold, and now she was going to be just as wanton as Eric wanted her to be. "I think my darling husband is going to get pretty excited when we do each other."
Peggy Sue grinned mischievously. "What are we going to do to each other, darling?"
"Every fucking thing girls can do with each other," Sammie said firmly.
"Oh, that sounds super," Peggy Sue replied, her voice quivering with excitement.
"I don't know much about how girls please each other. I saw what Ellen did to you with that strap-on dildo, and I know what those girls did to me, but beyond that, I'm clueless."
"Oh, darling, I know ways to turn you inside out!" Peggy Sue chuckled sexily. "Do you want me to teach you?"
"Yes," Sammie said softly, "Eric and I both want you to teach me."
"You're so beautiful and so sexy," Peggy Sue said. She cupped Sammie's tit and squeezed it gently. "I can make you so happy, darling. But we won't do everything tonight. We'll save some for another day."
"Yes, there will be other days," Sammie said. "Eric will like it that way, because every time you come back to teach me something else, he can fuck you." She felt a lot more confident now, about herself and about what she wanted to do with this lovely creature. "Playing with your pussy really turns me on."
Her finger moved faster on Peggy Sue's ticklish love spike, her fondling delicate and pleasing. She added a second finger to the fray, caught Peggy Sue's prominent clit between them and worked the fat button up and down.
Peggy Sue sighed deeply and her ass began to hunch in the age-old rhythm of copulation.
"I think I'm doing it right," Sammie teased.
"Marvelous, darling," Peggy Sue moaned passionately, responding fully to the heavenly ministrations, giving herself over to her acute need to cum. "I couldn't do it better myself."
Sammie was tempted to play, to plunge her fingers deep into the tight channel and explore. Knowing that Peggy Sue had cum now, she resisted the urge. This wasn't the only time she would have her fingers, and more, in Peggy Sue's cunt. She maintained the same rhythm and pace, bringing her closer and closer to her much needed culmination.
"Cum, darling," she cooed, "show me how much you like what I'm doing to your pretty pussy."
"Oh, Sammie, darling," Peggy Sue whimpered amorously as her orgasm approached rapidly, "it feels so fucking good! You're really getting me good, darling!"
"I want you to cum, darling," Sammie whispered. "Cum good for me."
Peggy Sue moaned with pleasure and pushed her face into Sammie's fleshy tit and her ass hunched faster and faster. "Yes," she hissed as her body jerked in hard spasms.
Sammie tightened her arm around Peggy Sue's shoulders and kept on moving her fingers at the same steady pace. The rhythm and pressure that brought Peggy Sue to this point was the ticket for helping her to the most gratifying orgasm.
Peggy Sue relaxed a moment and her ass fell back to the couch with a faint thump. Sammie continued to diddle her clit and Peggy Sue immediately rewarded her with another profound tremor.
"You can make it again, darling," Sammie said softly. "You want to cum again, don't you?"
"Oh, yes," Peggy Sue howled, her voice rising in volume. "Oh, fuck, I love to cum!" 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, fuck, darling, yes! Ooohhh, do my clit, darling, do it good!"
Dutifully, Sammie frigged her clitoris adroitly. She was thoroughly enjoying jacking another girl off. She had never done anything so kinky. Her own clit began to tingle with arousal.
Peggy Sue slumped back on the couch, her breath coming in hard gasps, and Sammie kept her fingers on the young brunette's clit, barely touching it.
Peggy Sue shivered several times and licked her dry lips. "Oh, darling, that was wonderful," she said breathlessly.
"I'm glad you liked it. Watching you cum so hard, and knowing that I did it for you, was fun." She looked at her husband and grinned. "Did you like watching me, darling?"
"You know I did, imp," Eric laughed.
"Peggy Sue, which do you like best, boys or girls?"
"Both," Peggy Sue said quickly, then chuckled. "I adore both sexes. A girl's body is so soft and tender, a guy's body is so hard, and I like the sharp contrast. My favorite is a man and a woman at the same time. That way, I get the best of both worlds."
"Like now," Sammie said. "When I invited you to party with Eric and me, I wasn't sure that I was ready to make it with a girl. That first step looked like a real doozy!"
"Let's dance," Peggy Sue said, her voice husky with emotion.
She stood and held out her hands and Sammie glided into her arms. She loved the texture of Peggy Sue's tits. The sensation of their firm globes mashed together made her blood roar through her veins like a runaway freight train.
"Don't do anything interesting until I get back," Eric said.
He went to the bathroom and washed his cock and came back and fixed a highball, then walked around the girls as they shuffled to the music.
Peggy Sue gave Eric a big wink and put her hands under Sammie's ass and cupped her buttocks and ground their groins tightly together. Sammie put her arms around Peggy Sue's neck and hunched against her as they swayed and wiggled their naked bodies against each other, trying to keep time with the music. Eroticism built and their holes filled rapidly with slick warm secretions as they rubbed pussies and tits.
Peggy Sue kissed Sammie tenderly. Sammie thrust her mound forward and returned the kiss amorously. She liked the tenderness of a girl's lips. She liked everything she was doing with Peggy Sue. Her hand slid down Peggy Sue's back and caressed the satiny skin of her full, shapely ass as she fucked Peggy Sue's mouth with her tongue and moaned with hunger.
Peggy Sue took a step back and cupped and caressed her tits. "You make me so fucking hot, Sammie."
She dropped to her knees and kissed Sammie's mound, and the suddenly liberated blonde moaned deep in her throat.
"Oh, darling," Sammie whispered, staring at Eric, "she's going to lick my pussy."
"I know, sweetheart," he said. "The question is, are you willing and able to lick her pussy?"
"Oh, yes, darling," Sammie said, "I'm going to lick her until her head explodes!"
"I think she'll settle for her pussy exploding," Eric laughed.
Peggy Sue and Sammie hugged and kissed and rubbed their naked bodies together passionately, then sank to the floor wrapped in each other's arms, and Sammie's legs flew open the instant her back touched the thick carpet.
Peggy Sue knelt on all fours and swayed from side to side, and the thrilling sensation of two hard nipples dancing on two hard nipples made them both gasp. Peggy Sue lowered her crotch and furry, satiny mound rustled against furry, satiny mound.
Sammie's face was flushed rosy red with lusty delight. Her eyes glittered as she looked into Peggy Sue's eyes, savoring the idea of fucking another girl. Whatever else happened, she knew she would suck Peggy Sue off. The thought of licking another girl's tender pussy thrilled her.
Peggy Sue kissed Sammie again, her lips soft, yet demanding, her tongue delicate, yet stimulating, the overall effect tranquil, yet stirring. Sammie stabbed her tongue into Peggy Sue's mouth with impetuous urgency. Peggy Sue fondled Sammie's firm tits, pinched and pulled her long nipples, and Sammie moaned into Peggy Sue's mouth.
Peggy Sue wrapped her arms around Sammie and rolled onto her side and quickly turned around. She propped Sammie's foot on the floor with her knee in the air, opening her crotch, caressed her silky thighs and touched her sodden pussy, then pulled Sammie's leg under her head and kissed her hairy slit. Sammie gasped and humped her ass. Peggy Sue kissed Sammie's pussy again and rubbed her face in the luxuriant fur covering her crotch.
Eric sat on the floor next to the girls, where he had a good view of the action and sipped his drink as he watched.
"Ohhhhhh, darling," Sammie moaned, "suck my pussy! Make me cum!"
"Patience, darling," Peggy Sue chuckled. "Haste makes waste."
"Ooohhh," Sammie sighed, letting the experienced young clit licker set the pace.
Peggy Sue's long, pink tongue snaked out between her full lips and rambled over Sammie's pussy. The puffy lips opened slowly, like the petals of an elegant blossom bidding welcome to the morning sun, and Peggy Sue sighed with exhilaration and licked the juicy coral slit.
Sammie's voluptuous body was taut with apprehension and expectation. She stared at Peggy Sue's exquisite cunt and licked her lips, then cautiously, hesitantly, put the tips of her fingers in the lush bush covering her gash. Peggy Sue wiggled her hips and hunched closer, and Sammie traced one delicate, slender finger down the middle of the full lips, then stuck the first joint her hole.
"Oooooo, that feels good," Peggy Sue whispered hotly.
Encouraged, inflamed with passion, Sammie stuck her whole finger up Peggy Sue's sex channel and finger-fucked her leisurely. She peeked at her husband between Peggy Sue's legs and said, "Look, darling, I'm finger-fucking her."
Eric leaned down closer and watched his wife's dainty finger slide in and out of Peggy Sue's snatch. "I see, sweetheart," he said softly. "How does it make you feel?"
"Wonderful," Sammie breathed, "so fucking excited, I can hardly stand it!"
Peggy Sue planted a deep, loving kiss in the center of Sammie's cunt and licked up the tasty elixir dribbling along her slit. The titillating taste inflamed her taste buds, and her tongue slithered over the slick pink flesh as she licked the tender furrow lovingly, then stuck her tongue in Sammie's hole and kissed the puffy lips.
Boldly, Sammie put both hands in Peggy Sue's crotch and pulled the deep gash open. She stared into the pink cleft as she ran a finger up and down the wet slit, and stirring sensations flowed from her own twat. Peggy Sue's mouth and tongue made her mind reel with ecstasy, and she felt the first stirring of an orgasm.
Peggy Sue pressed her mouth full on Sammie's furry snatch and drove her tongue into the liquefied honey pot over and over, tonguefucking her lickety-split.
Sammie's hips lurched in response, imitating a fucking motion. "Oh, Eric, darling, she's fucking me with her tongue, and I'm going to cum!"
Peggy Sue flattened her tongue and licked the full length of the dripping slit, then began to flay her clit.
The salacious contact on her bloated bud of sensitive flesh made Sammie gasp. Deluged by lascivious emotions, she moved her head forward and kissed Peggy Sue's pussy, a feathery, quick peck.
"You can do better than that, sweetheart," Eric said.
Sammie cranked up her courage and put her mouth on Peggy Sue's hairy gash again and kissed it thirstily, amorously.
"Yeah, that's better," Eric said. "Go ahead, sweetheart, eat her out and make her cum."
Peggy Sue flicked her tongue rapidly over Sammie's clit, and the pulsing point of pink flesh popped out of its hood and stood tall, ready for oral service. She put her hands behind Sammie, cupped her ass cheeks and pulled her crotch forward.
Sammie kissed Peggy Sue's pussy again and snaked her tongue out to actually touch the sultry flesh. Peggy Sue licked faster, and her tongue shot out and she licked the young brunette's humid crack rapidly, transferring to Peggy Sue's cunt the pleasure radiating from her own cunt.
"Yeah, that's much better," Eric said.
"Let's cum together, darling," Peggy Sue murmured. "Lick my clit."
Peggy Sue pursed her lips around Sammie's love button, held it gently and sucked as she fluttered the tip of her tongue over the jittery stud, steadily increasing the speed and pressure of her tongue.
Sammie's belly heaved with luscious torment and her hips hunched faster and faster. She put her arms around Peggy Sue, cupped her ass, and gave her frothy, hot gash a few more licks, then settled on her clit.
They held each other tightly and bucked and twisted, relentlessly scaling the golden stairs to heavenly delight. Moans and groans of unadulterated joy drifted up from their crotches as their tongues worked zealously on each other's fiery clits.
"Now, that's a sight to stir the blood of any guy who likes sex," Eric said. "You two look so sexy, so wanton."
Sammie felt sexy and wanton. Her body was energized, alive with passion, and hot-blooded lustiness coursed through her, generated in her clit by Peggy Sue's skillful, incessant tongue. The frenzy zoomed through her body to the tip of her tongue, where she transferred it to Peggy Sue's clit.
Sammie's turbulent movements became convulsive, and Peggy Sue clung to her like a leech, her tongue working frantically to bring on her climax. Her own pussy was barely seconds from exploding, but she willed herself to hold back until Sammie started cumming.
She didn't have to wait long. Sammie's body started jerking violently, and for a moment, she stopped licking Peggy Sue's clitoris as her climax seized her in an iron grip. Then her tongue became wildly active again and she brought Peggy Sue off with her.
They writhed and bucked in euphoric unity, their tongues flashing frantically, cumming tumultuously. Neither could scream with her mouth full of hairy pussy, but their moans and groans and snuffles spoke volumes.
Sammie released Peggy Sue and rolled onto her back, her eyes wide and glazed, her mouth slack, panting for breath. "Oh, fuck," she wheezed.
"I second the motion," Eric laughed. "How do you like eating pussy?"
Sammie rolled onto her side and propped her head up on one hand and gave her husband a dazzling smile. "I love it, darling! I should have listened to you a long time ago."
Peggy Sue sat up, facing Sammie, with her heels near her ass and her knees spread. "Never know where the best advice will come from," she laughed. She put her finger in her slit and moved it lazily up and down.
Sammie could see the alluring wetness running out of Peggy Sue's hole and down the crack of her ass. She frowned and said, "Didn't I suck you off well enough?"
Peggy Sue grinned mischievously. "If I say no, will you suck me off again?"
"You know I will," Sammie replied.
"You did me superbly, darling," Peggy Sue said, "just the way I like, but once I get started, I can go on and on and on."
"I'm glad I'm not alone with you," Eric laughed. "I probably couldn't keep up with you."
"Why do you think I like threesomes?" Peggy Sue looked at Eric's cock. "Your cock isn't quite hard enough for fucking. Want us to suck it up, or would you like to watch us play with each other some more?"
"I'm in no hurry," Eric replied. "Besides, I want to watch Sammie eat your pussy again, solo this time."
Sammie felt a flood of sex dew rush into her hole. "You're reading my mind," she said softly.
"I want to show you something different first," Peggy Sue said in a low, hoarse whisper.
She knelt between Peggy Sue's legs and licked the inside of her left leg from her knee to her crotch, skirted her pussy, went back to her knees and licked the inside of her right leg. Sammie reached down and cupped Peggy Sue's tits and lifted her and kissed her on the mouth. Peggy Sue sucked Sammie's pretty pink nipples until they seemed ready to burst, then pushed the blonde onto her back and crawled over her.
"Oh, what an incredible feeling," Sammie whispered as Peggy Sue squirmed on top of her. "I adore the soft, satiny feel of your body against mine."
"Wait until you feel this," Peggy Sue said softly, and rubbed her pussy against Sammie's.
Sammie pulled Peggy Sue pulled down and rubbed their nipples together. "Oh, wow," she moaned, "that makes my pussy so fucking wet!"
"Yeah, mine too," Peggy Sue replied.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
The girls kissed again and exchanged tongues and hunched against each other, then Peggy Sue moaned and bucked and climaxed abruptly. Sammie grabbed her ass with both hands and heaved, fusing their cunts together, and her own climax came on with a rush, sending her body into a fit of bucking and twisting. They clung lovingly to each other and came in monumental orgasmic waves.
Sammie stroked Peggy Sue's hair and whispered, "Was that enough, or do you want more?"
"A dozen times is never enough, darling," Peggy Sue giggled.
"That's good," Sammie said, "because I don't want to disappoint my husband." She rolled Peggy Sue onto her back and gently ran the tips of her fingers across her stomach and caressed her furry mound as she kissed the brunette's neck and licked her tits. "I'm going to find your pretty pink clit and play with it. It felt so nice rubbing against mine. Hmmm, let's see now, where is it?"
She searched the top of Peggy Sue's slit, pretending that she couldn't find her clit, then pinched the erect love button and said coyly, "Is that it? Did I find it?"
Peggy Sue gasped and popped her cork again with a loud scream. Sammie suddenly moved her fingers away, cutting the orgasm off short.
Peggy Sue sighed and trembled, her climax hovering just below the surface, waiting to get out again. "You're mean, darling," she whimpered. "My poor little pussy is soaked and on fire at the same time."
"Really?" Sammie crawled over Peggy Sue's leg and knelt between her splayed thighs. "I think I'd better see for myself. Your pussy is so pretty. I'm going to make your clit come out and play so I can see it." She pressed the fleshy sheath between her fingers and Peggy Sue's swollen love button popped into view. "Mmm, it's so damned big! I didn't know what I was missing. I really love to take it between my lips and suck it."
Sammie held the lips of Peggy Sue's pussy between the index and second finger of her right hand and rubbed them as she poked the fuck finger of her left hand deep into the brunette's hole, stroking the interior walls and making small circles with the tip.
Peggy Sue sighed deeply. "Oh, fuck, that feels good," she moaned softly.
"For a girl who has never played with another girl, you seem to know just what to do," Eric said.
Sammie grinned. "Darling, you play with my pussy all the time, and I'm just doing to her what you do to me."
Eric pulled a small pillow off the couch and stuffed it under Peggy Sue's ass. "There," he said, "how is that?"
"Perfect, darling, thank you," Sammie said.
She withdrew her finger and put her mouth over Peggy Sue's hot hole and sucked out a mouthful of warm nectar, swallowing rapidly to handle the copious flow. She pulled the lips of Peggy Sue's cunt apart and gazed deep into the pink love tunnel. The hole was a small, powerful volcano, just waiting to erupt, and Peggy Sue's clit glistened with sex dew and throbbed with lust. She stuck out her tongue and licked it tenderly.
"Ooohhh, yes," Peggy Sue groaned.
Sammie's tongue slithered through Peggy Sue's steaming slit and thrust deep into her hole, then wiggled back up and settled on her clit. She stuck two fingers in Peggy Sue's heated channel and finger-fucked her urgently as she licked clit like crazy.
Peggy Sue's body stiffened, and her climax washed over her. Sammie chuckled, and the vibrations made Peggy Sue cum harder and buck her hips and rub Sammie's face with her lush bush. As Peggy Sue's orgasm waned, Sammie stopped licking and withdrew her fingers and sucked up the brunette's delicious essence, slurping and smacking her lips noisily.
"For a beginner, you really make my pussy feel good," Peggy Sue said.
Peggy Sue got up and pulled Sammie to her feet and smiled as she brushed her fingertips lightly across Sammie's nipples.
"That makes my pussy all gooey inside," Sammie moaned.
Peggy Sue chuckled deep in her throat, a sound so sexy it made Eric's cock quiver. In spite of his bold ambition and brash resolve to entice his horny wife into fooling around with another girl, he never expected it to happen.
Peggy Sue's fingers gently traced a spiral pattern on Sammie's swelling tit as she leaned forward and kissed her passionately, and they moaned urgently into each other's mouth. They parted and Sammie rolled Peggy Sue's nipples and looked at her husband with fire in her eyes.
"Oh, Eric, darling, this is so much fun. Thank you for not giving up on me."
She reached down and gripped his cock as his lips brushed hers and whimpered softly and tilted her head and opened her mouth to his kiss. He cupped her left tit and caressed it as he nibbled at her mouth and caught her lower lip in his teeth and bit gently. Peggy Sue cupped Sammie's right tit with both hands and licked her tumescent nipple. Sammie gasped and shuddered. Her pussy ached so gloriously, juice oozed from her cunt, and her clit felt like it was an inch long.
Sammie broke the kiss and said, "I want you to fuck Peggy Sue, darling. I want to hold her in my arms and feel her body shake as you ram your big cock in her sweet little pussy."
"You're getting left out," Peggy Sue said.
"Oh, don't worry about me, darling, I'm having more fun than I've ever had, and I'll get mine in a little while." She sat on the couch with her back against the arm and spread her legs. "Sit with your back against me, darling."
Peggy Sue sat down and lay against Sammie with her head between the blonde's big tits. Eric sat at her feet, and she spread her legs so he could see her pussy and reached up and pressed Sammie's silky mammary mounds against the side of her head. She turned her head to the side and her tongue snaked out and swiped across a stiff nipple.
"Licking a girl's tits really turns me on," she said softly.
Eric lifted Peggy Sue and slid under her and put her ass in his lap. "Tits aren't all you like to lick," he teased as he caressed the top of her thighs and trailed his fingers through her luxuriant brown bush. "From the way my darling wife came, you must have done a good job on her clit, too."
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"I love the way she cums," Peggy Sue said. "More often than not, the first time a girl makes it with another girl, she gets so tense she hardly cums." She looked up at Sammie and smiled. "You're a very lascivious girl, darling, like me,"
"I didn't know how lascivious I was until Eric took me to that show. Eric, let her lick your cock, darling."
Eric straddled Peggy Sue's body with his ass on her tits and his prick sticking out over her face. She held his shaft as she licked the head, then held the head delicately in her fingers and painstakingly licked his stem from tip to root, curling her tongue to cover every inch. When she reached the base, she licked lower, down across his balls and under them, pushing them aside with her nose.
"Your tongue feels pretty damn good," he said softly. "You really know how to lick a cock."
Peggy Sue pushed his nut out of her mouth with the tip of her tongue and said, "Invite me back often enough, and you'll find out that I know how to do a lot of things."
"Oh, we'll invite you back often, darling," Sammie exclaimed. "Licking her pussy made me hot, and watching her lick your cock makes me even hotter!"
Eric wondered if his wife could possibly get any hotter. She had her right hand under Peggy Sue's back, and he knew she was diddling her clit. Her left hand danced across Peggy Sue's chest, going from tit to tit, pulling and twisting her nipples, making them stand way out and pulse with hot blood.
Peggy Sue swung one leg over Eric's head and presented her pussy to him. He caressed the inside of her thighs, slid his hand into her crotch and smoothed down the hair around her slit.
"So lovely," he whispered, captivated by the moist pink cleft peeking through her thick brown bush. "So feminine, so enticing."
"Look at those cunt lips," Sammie said. "Aren't they lovely?"
Eric took the thick lip between his thumbs and forefingers and stretched them out fully. "Terrific," he said.
Peggy Sue twisted her head around and Sammie held her tit and put her nipple in the brunette's mouth. She smiled dreamily and caressed Peggy Sue's belly and watched her husband play with the young brunette's curly pussy hair.
"Isn't she just about the sexiest thing you ever laid eyes on?" Sammie said.
"Besides you, you mean," Eric replied.
"She's simply divine," Sammie said, her voice husky with emotion. "Put your finger in her tight little hole, darling."
Rivulets of juice ran over Eric's hand and onto his wrist as he slid two fingers deep into Peggy Sue's soggy hole and pumped them in and out slowly.
Sammie watched intently, fascinated, as Eric teased Peggy Sue's emotions. A week ago, if anyone had suggested that she would enjoy holding a naked girl in her arms while her husband played with her pussy, she would have been outraged.
"Oh, darling," Sammie breathed heavily, "this is just fantastic, so kinky, so wicked!" She grinned and tweaked Peggy Sue's nipple. "Is my husband making your cunt feel good, darling?"
Peggy Sue pushed Sammie's nipple out of her mouth with her tongue. "Uh huh, but it would feel so much better if he sucked it," she murmured, then returned to her all-day sucker.
Eric scooted back, lay on his belly between Peggy Sue's splayed legs and dived into her sweet snatch. She jerked and bit Sammie's nipple. Sammie put her arm under the brunette's head and hugged her as Eric lapped her furry slit.
Peggy Sue popped instantly, sucking Sammie's nipple and jerking her twat against Eric's mouth. Her orgasm ebbed as quickly as it began. She released Sammie's nipple and said softly, "I need your cock, Eric."
"Of course you do, darling," Sammie crooned. "Darling, put your big cock in her pretty little cunt and ream it the way you do mine."
Peggy Sue lifted her ass off the couch and cried, "I'm so fucking hot, I'm about to explode! Give me all of your beautiful cock, Eric. God, I've wanted it for so long!"
"Long is how you're going to get it," Sammie giggled.
Eric got on his knees between Peggy Sue's outstretched legs, his painfully hard love lance sticking out from his loins lewdly. His eyes locked with his wife's, and Sammie's blood raced hotly in her veins as he put his hand on Peggy Sue's plump mound.
With a sharp little cry of happiness, Sammie pulled her hand from under Peggy Sue's back and grabbed both of her tits, her shallow, uneven breathing signaling her intense arousal.
Peggy Sue reached up and tickled her fingers up and down Eric's big prod. Her face was flushed a pale pink. She had never been so turned on! When Sammie's hand joined Eric's on her pussy, the flush spread quickly over her chest and deepened. Her hand glided over his rigid rod, examining it, measuring the length and breadth, smearing his pre-cum over her palms and his shaft.
"Fuck me, Eric," Peggy Sue whimpered, "fuck my brains out!"
"Give her your cock, darling," Sammie exclaimed, her eyes blazing with arousal. "Let me help you, darling, let me put your cock in her!" She leaned over, stuck her left hand in Peggy Sue's crotch and spread her snatch open, then grabbed her husband's prick in her right hand and held it tightly, guiding it. "Fuck her, darling, fuck her hard! Oh, darling, helping you fuck another girl is so fucking exciting!"
Eric stared at the horny brunette's crotch as his wife positioned his prick and gave it a hard yank. He jerked his hips and felt Sammie's fingers sliding along his shaft as it slipped easily into Peggy Sue's magic box, squishing through the river of molten girl juice flowing from her hole.
"Your husband's cock feels absolutely wonderful in my pussy, darling," Peggy Sue mumbled. "It's so long and so thick."
"I know, darling," Sammie said. "Watching him fuck your tender little cunt with his big cock is so exciting!"
Eric fucked the young brunette hard, going straight and true and deep, and two different soft, feminine hands caressed his body. Peggy Sue pulled his head down and locked her lips on his and grunted and humped her ass up and down to meet his marvelous thrusts.
Sammie slid her hand between their heaving bodies, spread her second and third fingers and felt of Peggy Sue's pussy and Eric's prick at the same time. The downy softness of the brunette's cunt hair lay in her palm, wet by the juice Eric was forcing from her stretched hole as he thrust into it. She moaned softly as her passion intensified.
"Oh, Eric, love, you fuck so well," Peggy Sue moaned. "Your big cock feels heavenly." She took a deep breath and expelled it with a loud hiss. "I'm going to cum, darling," she wailed, "fuck me hard!"
"Cum, darling," Sammie crooned. "I want to watch you get off on my husband's big cock."
Eric's massive knob banged into the bottom of Peggy Sue's love tunnel. She locked her legs around his waist and humped her ass up and down in counter rhythm to his lunges, fucking him as energetically as he was fucking her.
"Oh, Sammie, darling, it's here," Peggy Sue gasped. "Fuck me, Eric! Faster! Hard! Go deep! Oh, yes, darling, that's the way!"
"Fuck her good, darling," Sammie whispered hotly. "Shove your big cock far up her cunt!"
Sammie cradled the young brunette's head tightly to her tits and ogled the bawdy couple-her husband and another girl-as they fucked. God, it was exciting! Her cunt was wetter and hotter than it had ever been. She wanted Eric's cock stuck up her belly so badly she could almost feel it.
"Don't cum yet, darling," she whispered breathlessly, "you've got to fuck me!"
Eric acknowledged her frantic plea with a smile and a nod.
Peggy Sue's orgasm ebbed and she pushed him away, so hard he lost his balance and hit the floor with a loud thud.
The girls followed him, and Sammie gazed at his big joy stick sticking straight up at the ceiling, wet with Peggy Sue's cunt juice. She shuddered and licked it greedily.
"Come on, sweetheart," Eric urged.
Peggy Sue grabbed his dick and held it steady, cooing encouragement to Sammie as she climbed over Eric and slid the swollen, hot lips of her cunt neatly over the swollen knob. With one long, oozing movement, punctuated by a deep sigh of happiness, she sank down, driving every inch of her husband's thick fuck meat deep into the wet maw of her cunt.
Sammie humped her lush ass rapidly up and down, nearly pulling his prick out on the upstroke and taking him all the way to the balls on the downstroke.
"Sit on his face," she hissed at Peggy Sue, "let him lick your cunt and get you off again."
Peggy Sue climbed aboard, facing Sammie, and settled her twat on Eric's mouth, and his tongue flashed out, separated the lips of her sopping slit and landed on her clit.
The girls played with each other's tits and kissed and squealed with delight as they rode Eric's dick and face. They weren't enjoying themselves any more than he was, and he cooperated willingly. What could a lucky guy do but enjoy two truly horny, uninhibited girls?
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Eric closed the door behind him and took off his coat and started untying his tie. "Sweetheart, I'm home," he called.
Sammie strutted into the living room, wearing a gold belly chain and red pumps with three-inch heels, flaunting her newly liberated sexuality.
His eyes lit up like floodlights. "Hmmm, just look at those luscious things jiggle," he said, ogling her tits.
She smiled enticingly, hefted her tits and rubbed her thumbs over her nipples, then pulled her hands away suddenly so her tits bounced up and down. She kissed him, and her nostrils flared, sniffing his manly aroma. "Hello," she said softly.
"Hello, yourself," he replied.
Her sky blue eyes shone with carnal heat as she opened his pants and fished his cock out and licked her lips lasciviously. "Yummy," she murmured, and ran the tip of her forefinger around the bulging ridge. "Which do you want first, a drink or a blow job?"
"If you really have to ask," he chuckled, "you don't know me as well as you think."
She wrapped her fist around the bare knob and rotated her hand as she led him to the couch and seated him, then dropped to her knees in front of him. "When her guy wants a blow job, a good girl gets on her knees and opens her mouth," she giggled.
"So I've heard," he replied.
He moaned softly as she squeezed and stroked the full length of his tool, kissed the tip and ran her tongue all the way around the head, then reached into his pants again and extracted his balls. His cock cooperated fully, standing up almost at once in full erection, thick and strong.
"Oh, my," she whispered, "now how do you suppose that happened?" God, his cock looked so good, standing up all strong and proud. She took it in her hand, thrilled by the way it throbbed against her palm, and stroked it slowly, staring at the fat bulb capping the stout stalk. She tightened her grip on his stiff rod and jerked it gently. "Cocks are beautiful," she murmured. "They give a girl pleasure in so many different ways."
"You're more into cocksucking lately," he said.
"Oh, darling, I'm into a lot more since you made me lick Peggy Sue's pussy," she replied.
"Made you? Seems to me you were pretty willing."
"Oh, darling, I was. I'm just teasing you. When I went down on her, a whole new world opened up for me, and now I enjoy sex more than I ever thought possible."
His cock stood up from his lap like a bar of iron. She cupped his nuts and squeezed gently, gripped the shaft behind the head and skinned it back, then opened her mouth wide and took the head between her sultry red lips.
The sensual, encompassing pressure of her mouth sent golden waves of rapture to every part of his body. She gurgled with joy as she went to work on the big knob. She twisted her head from side to side, rubbed the bare head against the inside of her cheeks, lapped it with her lively tongue, then swallowed about half of the stiff staff and sucked very hard.
She held his prick at the base with one hand and slowly swallowed the rest of his shaft. She adored the way the big tool filled her mouth. She rolled his hot nuts in her palm and pulled on them gently as she worshipped his prick with her sexy mouth.
"Damn, that feels great, sweetheart!" he muttered. "You're a terrific cocksucker."
She knew she was a good cocksucker, and his lewd praise pleased her. She gripped his shaft tightly in her fist and stroked him rapidly as she slid her tongue back and forth along the underside of his knob.
"God, sweetheart, I love the way you suck cock. Suck my cum out, baby! My balls are so full! Get it all out!" His ass bounced on the couch and his cock swelled.
She recognized the signs, and didn't want him to cum yet. She squeezed the base of his cock tightly and lifted her head.
"Play with my tits while I suck your cock, darling," she said softly. "My nipples are real hard." Her majestic mounds stood out firm and arrogant, and her nipples looked like two big pencil erasers. She pushed her chest out, inviting him to grope her tits, and flicked her tongue around the sensitive knob. "I like the way your cock feels in my hand and mouth."
She lapped at the big orbs lying in her palm. His cock throbbed in her hand as she licked his stalk all over, then took the head back into her mouth, and her hand worked swiftly up and down his shaft as she sucked.
He twirled her long, thick teats between his thumb and forefinger and pulled them into sharp points, milking them the way she was milking his cock with her mouth.
She felt his cock swell again, and knew the time had come. Eager for a heavy-duty shot of his male juice, she sealed her lips around his prick and sucked with everything she had. He stiffened and lurched, forcing more of his cock into her mouth, and twisted her nipples as he hosed down her gullet with hot, slippery jism.
The glut of thick cum hit the back of her throat with force. Stroking his dick full tilt, she gobbled and gurgled and swallowed the stringy mass. She sucked harder and more cum flooded out in a fat wad and slid down her gullet. He thought she was going to suck his entire being right out the end of his stiff cock with her greedy mouth. He held onto her tits and jerked and twitched as she nursed on his meat.
Her throat tingled with the burning sensation his hot jism left in its wake. She wanted more, wanted her whole mouth filled with it, but there wasn't any more. The knob of his cock became so sensitive that he couldn't stand another second of her fiercely sucking mouth, and he pushed her head away.
She sat up straight up and giggled. "My, you really gave me a big load." She smacked her lips and planted a sloppy, wet kiss on his mouth.
He not only returned her kiss, he thrust his tongue down to her tonsils, then broke the kiss and caressed her cheeks. "Terrific, baby," he said softly. "You really got to me there at the end. The head of my cock got so touchy I could hardly stand it." He kissed her lightly on the lips. "I thought you were going to suck my insides out."
"Just call me old vacuum mouth!" she laughed.
"You really are a horny bitch," he chuckled.
"I am now," she laughed. "I'll get us a drink. I need something to wash down that wad you dumped in my throat."
"You're one up on me," he quipped.
"You'll catch up," she chuckled, "my pussy is flowing like a river."
He watched her walk away. She looked as good from the rear as she did from the front. Her shapely ass swayed with a provocative promise that made the blood rush through his veins. His cock was still lying outside his pants, and he felt it begin to stir with new life.
When she came back, she sat across from him, stretched her legs straight out and left them open so he could see her pussy. "How much do you like chocolate?"
He answered without realizing that her question had a double meaning. "I don't crave it the way girls do, but I like it."
"Peggy Sue told me that she knows a black girl about her age who's hot as a bonfire and gives outrageous head. If you want, Peggy Sue will bring her along the next time she comes over."
"I don't care what flavor it is," he laughed.
"Yeah, I didn't think you would." She took a sip of her drink and looked at him over the rim of her glass. "I have a confession to make, darling. Oh, don't look at me that way, I haven't been fucking anybody behind your back. I would never do that. You're right about me being an exhibitionist. I get really turned on when you watch me fuck. I like to swap with another couple, but I like to swing with another girl better. Are you disappointed?"
"You've got to be kidding," he chuckled.
"Peggy Sue knows several girls who like three-ways with a guy and a girl."
"Sweetheart, as much as I enjoy sex, I don't think I can handle three girls at a time. Keeping up with you and Peggy Sue at the same time stretches me to the limit."
Sammie rubbed her pussy and grinned. "It's our pussies that get stretched to the limit," she laughed. "I didn't mean that Peggy Sue will come with the girls. I don't want to do it with the same people all the time, and neither does she. That would be as boring as being married."
"Is that what your trouble was?"
"Of course, and don't try to bullshit me that you weren't getting bored."
"Okay, I won't," he laughed. "The thing that surprises me is your preference for a threesome with another girl."
She shrugged. "What can I say, I found out that I like pussy as much as you do. All these years, I've been a closet bisexual." She grinned and licked her lips. "But I'm a true bisexual, darling, and I've got to have your cock, more often now than I did before."
"Your beautiful eyes are more expressive, sexier than they were a couple of weeks ago."
She chuckled sexily, huskily, and spread her legs wider. "Bedroom eyes and spread thighs, darling."
He stood and yanked at his clothes, paying little heed to the damage he did to buttons and zippers. Her luscious crack winking at him from between her lovely thighs inflamed him. Her cunt was exquisite, just like the rest of her. He got on his knees between her legs and nuzzled his mouth into the intimate, wet flesh.
She sighed passionately and draped her legs over his shoulders and leaned back and caressed his head as he lapped her savory snatch with long strokes of his tongue. The taste of her love nectar made his blood boil. He stiffened his tongue and drove the tip into her hot hole.
She trembled and moaned softly and pulled his hair as he wiggled his tongue, driving it deeper into her slick channel. The muscles in her cunt relaxed and the thick lips opened wide, inviting his tongue in. He speared her hard, tongue-fucking her rapidly a few moments, then kept her legs over his shoulders and straightened up and aimed his cock at her juicy gash.
She grabbed his shaft and clung to it as the head nuzzled her pussy. "Until I met you, I didn't know what a blunt instrument was." She pushed the tip of the big knob between her cunt lips. "I'm glad you tongue-fuck me before you put that thing in me. At least I'm well-lubricated." She tugged on his dick, and it penetrated her slowly. "Maybe we ought to use a shoehorn," she giggled. She held onto his. cock with both hands, staring at it between her heaving tits as he hunched forward and the head pushed into the mouth of her cunt. "Oh, God, baby, I love your big fucking cock in my cunt! Give me a little more, baby! That's right, again."
She jerked her ass up and he hunched hard and his meaty cunt stuffer slid in. Her hole felt like it was stretched to the limit. Lord, it felt so fucking good when he mounted her!
He held her legs apart and withdrew his cock and stuck it in her face. Her eyes widened and her nostrils flared again.
"Suck it," he whispered.
She licked the head of his dick without touching it with her hands. The feel of his cockhead on her tongue inflamed her senses, and she grabbed his shaft with both hands and closed her mouth over the swollen knob and sucked hungrily. She held his cock in her mouth and got on her knees and snuffled and gurgled noisily as she gobbled his meat, then pulled back and let his cock slide out of her mouth, pushed his prick up and licked his hairy nuts.
"Suck them," he said.
She took his right ball in her mouth and bit gently, then sucked his left ball without biting it. She tried to take both of them into her mouth at the same time, but they were too large. She pulled his dick down and took it back into her mouth.
He leaned over her, grasped the cheeks of her ass and squeezed them. She knew what he was going to do, and trembled with randy excitement. He jammed a finger into her asshole, and she swallowed the rest of his cock. He held the back of her head with one hand and fucked her mouth, moaning out loud and worming his finger deeper into her ass.
"Turn around," he husked.
She turned around and leaned on the couch. He pulled the cheeks of her ass apart and let his cock rest in the crack as he stuck his finger back in her tiny asshole and probed.
"Stop teasing me and do it," she whispered.
He stuffed his cock in her pussy and soaked it in the hot, buttery cream filling her channel.
"Come on, baby, let me have it," she hissed.
He pulled his cock out of her cunt and rubbed the bloated head over the wrinkled ring of her asshole. Her flaming passion and his cock made her wild with desire, and she shook all over. She braced herself for his prick, anticipating when he would plug her asshole.
"Stop teasing me, you fucker, and stick me!"
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Eric laughed out loud. He had never heard her say such a thing. The change in her since he'd coaxed her tiger out of the cage was fabulous. His fingers dug into the soft flesh of her wiggling hips as he slammed his lance into the tight ring of her ass, fucking it halfway in with the first fierce stab.
Sammie quivered and grunted and bucked her ass back at him, and he crammed the rest of his prick in her back door with the second jab. The force of his lunge shoved her forward and she thrashed against the couch, her knees scraping across the carpet, her tits mashed into the nubby fabric.
"Oh, fuck, yes, darling, yes," she moaned.
Her recent shameless behavior thrilled him, turned him into a furnace of passion. His lance went between the cheeks of her ass like an arrow cutting through an apple, impaling her for the duration. Her sphincter relaxed as it became accustomed to his plundering organ, and he slammed into her, pistoning his prick to new depths, stabbing her ass with long lunges, then shortened his stroke as his speed increased.
She turned her head looked at him with sultry eyes and smiled wantonly. "I love your cock up my ass, darling, more than I ever did before," she murmured. "Somehow, it feels so different, so much better."
He spread the cheeks of her ass and gazed at his prick sliding in and out of her tight little bunghole, then stopped with his dick deep in her ass, feeling the tugging muscles form a knot around his shaft, and caressed her shapely buttocks.
She jerked her ass and hissed, "Fuck my ass good, baby! I want it!"
He fucked her hard, ramming her body into the side of the couch, grinding her clit into the rough fabric. His balls slapped into her hairy cunt, thudding against her with each slamming jab of his cock into her ass.
She soared, the sensation snowballed, and her mind reeled with dizzying passion. Getting fucked in the ass turned her on more than it ever had. He had been fucking her ass regularly since they were married, but it never felt like this! She rode the full fury of his ass-splitting prick, rocking back at him, gulping his cock with her narrow channel, then letting his powerful thrusts take her forcibly into the side of the couch.
"Aaahhh," she howled as her clit ground into the nubby fabric, sending jolts of passion through her empty pussy, "harder, darling, harder!"
She got lost in the swirling eddies of passion, clawing at the couch, rubbing her tits into the rough fabric. Her clit throbbed, and the carpet scraped her knees.
He rode her ass hard, and his prick swelled inside the vise-like furrow of her ass, ready to rupture. "Here it comes, sweetheart," he yelled, "hold on tight!"
Her own climax raced to overtake her. "Cum, you fucker," she shouted, "fill my ass!"
His body jerked and heaved and a torrential outpouring of jizz inundated the narrow channel of her tight ass. "I'm cumming, sweetheart," he roared as he sprayed a steamy load of sperm into her guts, "I'm cumming!"
"I can feel it," she muttered. She sucked in her breath, let it out with a loud whoosh and yelled, "So am I, darling, so am I, and it feels so fucking wonderful!"
Her climax ripped through her and spread like wildfire to every part of her squirming body. The feeling blew her mind, and she careened in a sea of chaotic, strange sensations that made ass-fucking unique, her clit grinding against the rough fabric of the couch, her cunt muscles pulsing against an empty cavity.
He plowed her clenching ass, planting his seed deep in her guts, his back muscles tightening and rippling, the muscles in his legs weakening under the strain of his squirting cock and draining balls. She jerked and bucked, half on the couch and half on the floor, and he rode her to the finish. They collapsed on the floor with his cock still buried in her ass.
Her head was still spinning as she shook from her last orgasm. She had caught the sexuality of a man. A real man. He smelled like a man and acted like a man. He took her like a man. She wiggled her hips and his limp dick slipped from her with a rush of air.
"Let's take a shower and get clean and start over," she murmured.
"Am I going to get anything to eat tonight besides pussy?"
"Oh, yeah, I ordered Chinese. It will be here before long, so we'd better get cleaned up."
She stood behind him in the shower, put her arms around him and soaped his cock with both hands. Her stiff, pointed nipples pressed into his back like two bullets, and his love lance came to life again and got very slippery as she pumped it gently.
"Don't get carried away," he said. "I have a feeling this is going to be a long night."
She giggled and scrubbed her bush against the cheeks of his ass. "I just like to play with you."
She backed away and quickly washed herself, then wiggled and giggled and sighed as he washed her. The doorbell rang just as she got out of the shower, and she grabbed a thin blue duster and left before he could tell that it was plastered to her wet body like plastic wrap, and accentuated instead of hid her charms.
He took the time to dry off and put on his robe and went into the dining room, where he found his wife humming to herself and grinning like the proverbial Cheshire cat as she set out the food.
"Well, did you raise the delivery man's eyebrows?"
She looked at him and her grin broadened. "Delivery girl, darling, an enchanting little China doll with a smile that will melt your heart and body that will make your cock hard. Her name is Judy Chen, and she's coming back in about half an hour."
He held her chair for her, then sat down and attacked the food with the gusto of a man who had been working on the railroad. "Why, did she forget to bring something?"
"No, darling, she gets off work in half an hour, and she's coming to get something. Will you let her get on top? She's no bigger than a minute and so dainty, and I know she's going to look so adorable bouncing up and down on your big cock."
"You've never met her, you talked to her less than five minutes at the door, and she's coming over to play with us? How do girls do that, how do you know ... well, I was going to say how do you know you won't get in trouble, but only guys get in trouble when they proposition a girl. I still don't understand how you do it. Guys would hem and haw and stutter and beat around the bush an hour before they got around to even hinting at what they want."
"When I opened the door, Judy's eyes lit up and she said she probably brought too much food. I asked what she meant, and she said it looked like you had all you needed to eat, so I asked if she wanted to come in and eat with us." She smiled brightly. "It's all quite simple, really."
"So, do we wait for her, or what?"
"I like 'what' better," she laughed. "I left the door unlocked, and she'll come on in and join us when she gets here."
"Have you picked out a nursing home for me?"
She looked at him soberly. "Darling, I will never, ever, put you in a nursing home." She grinned and winked. "They won't let visitors fuck the patients." She got up and took his hand. "You've wolfed your food, so come on and let's get started." She led him into the living room and took off his robe and pulled him in front of her as she sat on the couch. "We'll probably end up in the bedroom, but we'll start here so Judy can find us."
He looked down at her and caressed the top of her head. "God, you're beautiful," he husked, "and so fucking sexy."
"Thank you, darling," she said with a bright smile, "I like to be admired and appreciated."
She took his cock in her hand and guided the head to her oval mouth, and he grunted with turbulent pleasure as her lush lips closed around the crown and her warm, wet mouth encircled the shaft. Nothing eased the painful pressure in a cock more than to plunge it into a loving mouth.
She soaked the head of his cock with saliva, then pulled it out and ran it over her pouty lips and stiff nipples, then let the knob slide back into her mouth and sucked vibrantly.
Her stimulating mouth sent shock waves of stunning pleasure surging through his body. Once in a while, she took his cock out of her mouth, licked it from end to end, then she put it back in her mouth to suck some more.
He looked up and saw a cute Chinese girl standing behind the couch, smiling broadly.
"Hi," she said, "I'm Judy."
"I'm Eric," he replied. "You've already met my wife, Sammie."
Judy came around the couch and stood where he could see her and undressed, then turned around slowly and let him see all of her. She flashed him a bright smile, sat by Sammie and spread her legs and slipped her finger into her slit.
Her obvious lack of inhibitions surprised him, and pleased him even more. "Make yourself comfortable," he said with a soft chuckle.
"I'd rather get my pussy wet," Judy giggled, sliding her finger up and down her slit real fast.
Sammie pulled her hand and held onto Eric's cock as she leaned over and kissed Judy. "Are you ready, dear?"
"Ready, willing and able," Judy giggled.
"That makes two of us," Sammie laughed, "much to my husband's delight." She slid to her knees and knelt facing the couch. Darling, you sit down, and Judy, you get on his lap with your back to him."
Judy straddled Eric's legs and Sammie held his cock as the girl sat down on it. Judy didn't waste any time. She hunched her cute little ass twice, then sank down and took him to the hilt without blinking an eye.
"Well, you do that easily enough," Sammie said.
Judy wiggled her ass and sighed. "I love big cocks," she breathed.
"Don't we all," Sammie said. She leaned forward and dragged her tongue over Eric's balls and up Judy's slit to her clit.
Eric hoped he could keep up with his wife, now that she was willing to do everything she was able to do.
