America has always been a changing, growing country of magnificent vistas, new frontiers and burgeoning energy. Its people, sometimes misguided, have done things for the wrong reasons, but out of our errors, we have effected changes which in their sweeping daring cannot be compared to any other society.
In the last few years some changes have been effected through confrontation, direct action by militant groups making their stands in the streets as they face police lines or armed troops. Unfortunately some of these clashes have resulted in tragedy, both personal and national as youth, wrongly or rightly, has espoused abhorrence for the involvement of American armed forces in Southeast Asia; they have also championed conservation, change in the structure of the Universities and a new sexual morality. New lifestyles have been adopted by this counterculture which tend to identify them and set them apart.
While this kind of revolution has been going on in the streets, the mainstream of American Westerns to roll on, unchanged, but it would be weD to take another, closer look. There is another revolution taking place. It is a quiet one, not involving any kind of violence or demonstrations, for this revolution is taking place in the bedrooms of America.
People are discovering for themselves what was already known by psychiatrists, psychologists and sociologists: namely that man - and woman also - are not by nature monogamous, yet the law and the precepts of the church recognize only this kind of marriage. One result of the law's requirement is the logjam of divorce cases in the civil courts.
Some people are beginning to realize that divorce is not the answer; especially in view of the fact that second and third marriages also are dissolved in divorce. These people recognize that their marriages are somewhat less satisfactory-than they would like them to be; relationships pall and go stale, sexual activities lose their meaning, the zing no longer there for them, but with the courage to see themselves in a different context, they are experimenting with different kinds of relationships. The first step is realizing that not all joy and happiness reside in being faithful to one mate ... that men and women are indeed polygamous, no matter what society, the law and the church say to the contrary.
One answer for many thousands of Americans is the clandestine affair in which a few stolen hours of illicit sex burdens the parties involved with unnecessary feelings of guilt ... and their marriages may still founder, ending in bitter separation and costly divorce; however, for other thousands, who have had the courage or the opportunity to try, the open exchange of marriage partners has been another answer.
For Paul and Nora Quinn and their good and old friends, Rita and Lee Rim, swapping mates was a natural solution to marital problems. It is their story that Carl Van Marcus tells with such gripping reality in The New Couple.
However, as they reach outside their close-knit foursome, they discover that not all people who swing do so for the same reasons they do. They discover swappers who have no sense of commitment, who have lost their own self-esteem, who have no respect for the dignity of other people, and who may indeed have lost their own identity. Sex is just that for them; sex for the sake of sex ... mechanical, impersonal, is practiced in organized groups ... and weirdos use the sex clubs for their own ends.
The publishers are proud to put this book into the hands of American readers because Mr. Marcus has presented a
view that shows the other side of the swapping picture. It can be a dangerous sex jungle for the naive and unwary, but this too, may be in line with the American way: We experiment. We try. We make mistakes ... but out of it all effective changes are made ... sometimes for the better.
Looming on the legislative horizon are saner laws governing sexual activity, realistic divorce laws that recognize only irreconcilable differences ... and marriage laws that would make marriage" a contractual arrangement with options for renewal. It is strongly to be hoped that such laws will become a reality, for they mill reflect contemporary society instead of one already passed into limbo. The thoughtful reader will find in Carl Van Marcus's novel, The New Couple, some of the reasons why our present set of archaic laws should be changed now!
The Publishers
Chapter One
Nora Quinn was seething with anger. Her entire mind and body was consumed with furious jealous rage as with flashing blue eyes and a toss of her soft blonde curls she faced her husband, who stood on his side of their big bed calmly undressing. He had just removed his shirt and undershirt to reveal his strong muscular torso.
"I don't care how innocent you make it sound," she stormed, " ... the fact still remains ... that you were kissing her!"
"Oh hell, Nora ... get off my back, will you!" Paul Quinn growled. "I've known Rita ever since we were in grade school ... I even dated her when we were in high school ... or don't you remember?"
"I remember!" She was sarcastic. " ... But you're married to me!"
"Damn it, honey, you're jumping to conclusions ... it was just a friendly little kiss ... maybe we both had a little too much to drink ... and it was kind of accidental ... I ... she was there ... and the first thing I knew she was in my arms ... and we were kissing each other ... " Paul defended, his gray-green eyes troubled. He sure as hell didn't want something like this to get blown up into something serious, but Nora was kind of possessive. She always had been. He supposed she wasn't going to change now ...
"Some friendly kiss!" she accused. " ... Open mouths ... your tongues ... it looked more like a lover's kiss to me!"
"Christ Nora! You're making mountains out of mole hills! It was just one of those things ... it'll probably never happen again ... "
Indignantly, Nora went on, " ... And, you had your hands all over her!"
She began her own undressing, sitting on the edge of the bed to unhook the clasps of her garter belt then rolling her nylons carefully down over the smooth satiny skin of her tapering thighs and the long curve of delicately sculpted calves.
Paul Quinn had had just about enough of his wife's irrational accusations. Sure, he had kissed Rita Rim. She had been making provocative little innuendos in conversation all evening long ... and once or twice she had brushed up against him, her full breasts soft and desirable ... burning into him like a red-hot poker where she had touched him so lightly.
... But, Christ ... just because he had kissed her ... felt the wonderful fullness of her breasts under his hands ... then let his hands roam around ... down to the lithe tightness of her hot twitching little ass, didn't mean he was going to jump into bed with her! Not that the idea hadn't crossed his mind ... it most certainly had, but Lee Rim was his best friend - had been his buddy ever since they were in the ninth grade together at Roosevelt High School out in the valley. He wasn't about to throw away that friendship by humping his wife! A quick piece of ass ... then all the guilt ... the recriminations that could follow it ... just wasn't worth it! He had kept his hands off of Rita all these years ... but tonight ... Hell! She seemed to be just asking for it ... !
He sat down on his side of the bed, unlaced and removed his shoes, then stripped off his socks. Suddenly, he decided to stop being defensive. Nora had just made her indignant remark about his fondling of Rita, and his rebuttal was surprising.
"She's got a tight little ass!" he said smiling lewdly over his shoulder at his wife.
Nora turned and stared at him, wide-eyed and open-mouthed.
He plunged right ahead. " ... And the most luscious pair of tits I ever had my hands on!"
"Paul ... !" Nora managed, her face flaming.
"She had her hands on me ... too!" he teased " ... or hadn't you noticed?"
"You mean ... she ... ?"
"She had hold of my cock!" he chortled, standing up now to strip off his trousers.
Nora was standing now, facing her husband. Her face was contorted with disbelief. "No! She didn't ... !"
"She sure as hell did ... and it came up pretty damned fast ... too!"
"You got hard ... for her ... "
"Damned right ... it did!" Paul told her. "It was one of the biggest hard-ons I've ever had!" Turning her back on her husband, wanting to blot out what he was saying and not understanding why he was saying it, Nora pulled her dress off savagely, as tears began to glisten in her eyes. Paul was tormenting her ... telling her these things ... about Rita Rim. Why, Why ... And, he seemed to be enjoying it ... like he must have really enjoyed pawing her, tonight ...
She hung her dress in the closet, then as she reached behind her to undo the clasps of her bra, she made another accusation.
" ... And I suppose you liked it ... ?" she half sobbed, fighting to maintain control of her voice.
"You bet I did!" her husband chuckled.
Nora slipped her bra off, her full breasts soaring free of the confinement, and she felt the cool air of the room wash over them. Almost imperceptibly, the areolas were beginning to pucker in tiny crinkles around the base of the tiny, berry-like buds of her nipples. There was a strange tingle of excitement in her, she could never have explained. She was furious with Paul for his trespass, taking another woman in his arms, kissing and fondling her ... making a complete spectacle of himself as Lee Rim and she had caught them in a dark corner of the swimming pool terrace ... but somehow, his telling her about it was having the opposite effect. Instead of making her more angry, she was feeling the effects of a definite sexual arousal. His words were making her hot! There was that burning little tingle in her loins, and the moistness between her legs ...
She whirled to face him, her eyes blazing, fists on her hips with arms akimbo and her high, full breasts jutting out as she threw her head back to demand, "Paul ... darling, how could you ... ?!"
Her husband was completely naked now. He stood on the other side of the bed, tall, lithe and muscular, his flaming red hair slightly mussed, looking over at her with a crooked, salacious grin on his face, as his eyes swept over the near perfection of her voluptuous body. She saw that his penis was beginning to throb to erection, lifting itself out and away from the tufted red hair of his loins. She chose to ignore it. If he was starting to get any ideas about making love to her, tonight ... especially after she had caught him with Rita Rim ... he'd better forget about it!
"Let's stop bickering, honey ... " he placated. "I've just been kidding ... anyway, and it really was an accident ... sort of ... because I sure as hell didn't have any intention of kissing her!"
"Then ... it was her idea ... ?"
"Well ... sort of ... " he hedged. "She probably had one drink too many ... and ... you know ... she just sort of fell into my arms ... and I kissed her. That's all there was to it ... honest ... "
Nora refused to be convinced. "So ... maybe next time you'll just ... sort of fall into bed with her ... maybe ... ?"
She sat down, heavily, on the edge of the bed and buried her face in her hands, as she continued, her voice breaking with a sob, " ... And, then ... what happens to us ... ? Where will our marriage be?"
Paul watched her evident emotional display with some dismay. She seemed to think that he was actually going to bed with his best friend's wife! Already, she was leaping ahead to the conclusion that their marriage would be endangered ... that there would be a divorce ... all only because in a weak moment he had held a friend's wife in his arms and kissed her. That was all it was ... damn it ... .just one little kiss and a feel or two! He had to fix it up with his wife ... somehow. The whole thing could get out of control ... then there'd be some real hell to pay!
Kneeling down on the edge of the bed, he knee-walked across to her and smoothed his hands down across her white, velvet-smooth shoulders. He kissed the nape of her neck, tenderly.
"Listen, honey ... " His voice was low and serious now, his perverse, kidding mood displaced. "What kind of a stupid fool do you think I am ... ? Lee Rim is the best friend I ever had ... and I'm not just about to crawl into the sack with Rita ... no matter how much I might want to fuck her! It just wouldn't be worth it! I think too much of Lee ... to do something like that to him!"
He thought it was a reasonable argument. His sentiments were right ... and he meant every word he had said, however, his wife had stiffened under his stroking hands. Her voice was chiding. "Do you always have to talk so crude?"
"No ... but I find I can say things better ... when I call a spade a spade ... and a fuck a fuck!" he gritted, tired of her prudishness and rebelling against it. Christ ... he told himself, we've been married for eight ... no, it's almost nine years, and she still gets her hackles up when I use words like cock, cunt and fuck! You'd think she'd get used to it ... after a while!
sHis cock had come to full erection, hard and alert, lancing out, massively, from his loins, and he moved in closer to his wife's back, allowing the underside of the slightly seeping head to rest lightly against her creamy satin skin. At the same time, he worked his hands down over her shoulders to the mounding fullnesses of her breasts, Ms fingers stroking over them with feather-lightness, before cupping them wholly in his hands.
" ... And, speaking of that, honey ... " he continued, "I'd love to fuck you ... again, tonight ... "
"Again ... ?" she gasped. "Why should I let you ... do it to me, again ... tonight ... especially after what happened at the Rim's ... ?"
"Christ!" Paul exploded. "Here we go again ... with the same old crap. I'm getting damned good and tired of your using sex ... like a reward or punishment ... or blackmail ... whatever the hell you're thinking ... I don't know! ... And, you weren't even listening, a while ago ... when I was trying to tell you why I won't crawl into bed with Rita! You were too concerned with my using a four-letter word that somehow offends you!"
"I heard what you said!" Nora defended. " ... But, I'm so upset "by it all ... I don't know whether I could ... let you do it to me ... again ... "
Belying her words, Paul felt his wife's nipples harden under his massaging palms, coning out to erection in elongated berry-like protruberances. He never had been able to figure it out. She was always trying to deny, or limit, her sexuality ... making things difficult, where no problem should exist. Things could be simple, he thought ... if you felt like a piece of ass ... you went to bed ... and fucked ... but it could never be that way with Nora. There always had to be a big hassle connected with it! Christ ... would it never end? The ache in his rock-hard cock told him he wouldn't be put off, tonight! He was going to fuck his darling wife ... and properly. Anyway ... she wants it ... otherwise her nipples wouldn't be hard like this!
Firmly, he gripped her shoulders and pulled her down until she was lying on her back; then, he rolled her over to her side, forcing her to lie straight in the big bed, as he lay down beside her to take her into his strong arms.
"Well, we'll see ... " he said with some confidence. "I think you'd enjoy it, again ... tonight ... if you'd just let yourself go!"
"It's already so late ... "
"So we'll sleep half an hour later in the morning!"
With determination, he captured her lips, silencing further talk, as his mouth was welded tight to hers to savor the sweetness. His tongue flicked out to probe into the soft moist barrier of her lips and teeth, running it in circles just inside against the sensitive lining, until her jaw relaxed. Swiftly, his tongue darted, snake-like into her mouth to search and stab with intense, demanding fervor.
Paul's hand were on a quest of their own. They wandered down the smoothness of her back to the round fullness of her buttocks, where his strong fingers kneaded the pliancy of her flesh, gripping her and pressuring her loins in tight against his own pulsing shaft. It lay between them, long and solidly, pressing into the softness of her abdomen.
Then, as his hand smoothed up over her swelling hips into the reversed curve of her waist and up over her ribs to find the mound of a full, white breast to knead and massage, his fingers rolling the pink, gently pulsating nipple to even harder erection, she moaned into his mouth, and her tongue joined his in a mutual, savoring deep kiss.
He felt her body begin to tremble, and he hoped that this would be the night when he would be able to bring her to full arousal. It had happened so often ... almost too often to count even. His wife would begin to respond to his ardor ... then, she would hang there, in a state of wanting, her desire honed to a fine edge, unable to ascend to the spiraling heights of fulfilling orgasm. It was as though she were a mountain climber who tried, time after time, to scale a peak, but was always stalled just short of her goal. It baffled him ... and kept Nora in a dither of frustration.
Now, his mouth left hers, and he squirmed his body down to kiss and fondle his wife's breasts, reveling in their magnificent white perfection. His hand cupped and held while his mouth engulfed a cameo-pink nipple to suck, voraciously. Again, she moaned softly, "Oh ... oh, Paul ... darling ... "
Nora felt the electric tingle of erotic sensations rippling hotly through her loins. She wanted it! Oh ... how she wanted it to go on and on ... until explosive, spasming orgasm overtook her. Oh ... that feels so good! She shoved her breast up tight against her husband's hungrily sucking mouth ... offering it ... offering herself to him and wanting it all to come to a complete resolution ... this time ...
The trembling excitement in her body, her movement of giving him her breast ... and the tiny grinding cock of her pelvis against his naked and massive cock that lay like a living log between them, emboldened Paul to try, again. He knew that if she would ever give him the chance ... he would be able to make her cum every time, but something perverse in her would not allow him to do it. I know damned well she'd be climbing the walls ... if I could just once get my head down there ... between her legs!
With extreme care, moving cautiously, he began to move downward, his lips kissing, tongue trailing wetly, down over the flat plane of her belly. Pausing, momentarily, he dipped his tongue, teasingly, into the tiny well of her navel.
... Then, he noticed! God damn! She's still got her panties on! I'll have to get those off ... first!
Gently, he rolled her to her back, kneeled up and grasped the waistband of her filmy nylon panties. With a deft movement, he removed them, pulling them down and off. Nora's eyes were closed; her breath was coming little jerky spurts, and her hips undulated in grinding erotic circles under her. Somehow, she knew that tonight she would be the uninhibited wanton Paul had always wanted her to be. Her hot anger with him had left her, to be replaced with tender feelings of love for her -husband. Oh, God ... that feels so nice ... to have him take my panties off ... She shivered delicately. Pretty. soon ... he would be putting his big, hard penis in her ... and I'll cum! I just know I'll cum ... tonight ... with a real hard orgasm ... a real one ... and not a faked one ... like I usually do ... for Paul's benefit ... ! With tingling anticipation, she waited for the moment he would crawl between her legs and enter her.
Kneeling above her, Paul tossed the wispy nylon panties to the floor, carelessly; then, using both hands on her knees, he spread her lovely, tapering, white thighs far apart, to expose the whole of her pussy to him. He stared down, salaciously, seeing the delicate, coral slit of her cunt, and peeping out, shyly, were the inner petals of her cunt-lips, dewy-moist from the wetly rising secretions of her vaginal passage.
Her face, he saw, reflected her anticipation ... her desire, while below, the slow, rhythmic gyrations of her hips told him of her gathering sexual arousal. Damn! She's really getting hot ... hotter than I've ever seen her!
Now! Now's the time! He knew it had to be done now! God knew how badly he wanted to fuck his wife ... but he could wait. This was the time to do it ... if ever there was a right time! Slowly, he slid his hands down the soft inner flesh of her thighs, rubbing lightly and moving ever closer to his hair-fringed goal. Nora kept her eyes closed, obviously enjoying the sensations being generated in her by his hot, insistent hands.
Paul's massively solid cock jerked and throbbed, achingly, with the anticipation of what he was about to do. It was only through great effort of will that he suppressed the desire to ram his thick, heavy cock deep into her soft, puritanical little belly ... and just fuck ... fuck her with every ounce of energy he could muster. Slow down! He told himself. Take it slow and easy ... damn it! He knew that if he could get his mouth and tongue on her cunt just once ... Christ! I know it'll change everything ... for her ... and me!
Searingly, Nora felt the erotic sensations that sparked in her loins, and she kept her eyes closed while her husband's strong-fingered hands massaged the sensitive skin on the inside of her thighs. Now ... his hands were there ... on either side of her softly pulsating vaginal lips, and she clearly felt it as he used his thumbs, on either side of her pussy, to part the sparse blonde pubic curls and expose the smoothly glistening flesh of her open cuntal passage. The cool air of the bedroom washed over the tender and highly sensitive flesh. Oh ... God ... ! He's never done it like that ... before ... spreading me out completely naked ... opening up with his fingers ... all the way ... before he puts it in ... She moaned deep in her chest, wanting him to hurry now ... to go ahead and shove his penis in her ... and do it. Oh, why doesn't he put it in ... ?
... Then, she felt something warm and moist. It was touching her clitoris. It was moving hotly and wetly there on her ... and she gasped aloud as a lightning bolt of intense, unexpected sensation flashed through her erectly throbbing clitoris.
"Oooh! That feels ... soooo goo ... good ... !"
She opened her eyes ... and looked down between her widespread thighs.
"Oh ... God ... no! NO!" she screamed with involuntary horror at what she saw.
Her husband's flame-red hair flared up above her pubic mound, his face buried deep up in the open angle of her thighs ... and he was ... Oh, my God! He was using his mouth on her. It was his tongue she had felt. It was his licking tongue that had caused that wild, momentary, slashing sensation! ... But, God ... she didn't want that! It was dirty ... perverted ... animal-like!
Savagely, she reached down to grab huge fistsful of-his red hair. Using his hair, she pulled his head away from her cringing cunt.
"Stop it! Oh God, stop it!" She was almost in hysteria. "I don't want you ... to do that ... to me. Oh, God ... I never thought ... !"
Paul extricated her hands from his hair. He was grim, unsmiling, his own temper ready to flare out of control.
"God damn it!" he growled. "You don't know what the hell you want!
"I don't want that!" she groaned tearfully, struggling to sit up.
"You're so dead set against it ... but you don't know what you're missing! Every sex manual says it's all right ... you know that ... because you've read it too ... so why the hell don't you shake loose ... and enjoy it!?"
"I was enjoying it ... tonight ... more than I ever did ... until you started doing that filthy ... disgusting thing to me!" Nora complained.
"There's nothing dirty about it ... it's an expression of love, damn it! ... And, I love you ... you know that!" he insisted, meaning every word of it.
Flexing her knees, she pulled her legs up, swinging them over the side of the bed, and sat up. She refused to compromise her position, clinging to it, stubbornly.
"All I know is ... that I think it's horrible! ... And I don't want to ... go on ... and let you ... " She started to stand up. Her husband gripped her shoulder, hard, holding her in place. "Where the hell do you think you're going" he questioned, roughly.
"Let me go!" she whined. "I'm going to ... go sleep in the other bedroom ... I don't want you to touch .me ... or do anything to me ... !"
Paul's red-headed temper raged out of-, control, instantly.
"Like hell you are!" he roared. "You're going to stay right here! ... And, I'm going to fuck you ... God damn it! I'm going to fuck you ... until you can't see straight ... whether you like it or not!"
Nora turned wide, frightened eyes on her husband, disbelieving what she had heard.
"Y-You wouldn't ... ? You wouldn't ... dare!"
"That's what you think ... Baby! I'm all ready for it ... my balls ache ... from waiting ... and by Christ ... I'm going to get a piece of your snooty little ass ... one way or another!"
Horrified at his threat, his filthy words pounding into her brain, she tried to wrench herself from his grasp. She saw his rage contorted face, his eyes flashing a combination of anger and lust, and she knew that he was more than capable of carrying out his intentions. She had never seen him in such a terrible rage before, and she was terrified. Her heart pounded like a machine gun in her chest. Her face paled, visibly.
"N-No ... please ... Paul ... " she begged in an agonized, strangling voice. -Please ... don't ... !"
He knew it was wrong. First, he had been stimulated by the little sex games Rita Rim had been playing, all evening; then, the argument with his wife, facing her accusations and trying to parry them, in good humor, that had brought them, finally, to the beginning of what portended to be a satisfactory sex act ... only to have her reject him, completely, now, was almost too much for him. His anger flared out of control. He had made his threat ... and by God ... he meant every word of it! What in hell is she thinking about ... ? I'm all worked up ... ready to fuck her ... and I was only trying to make it good for her! ... Now, she's wanting to call it off! ... Just because I wanted to lick and suck her cunt a little bit! God! I'm almost ready to pop ... now! I've got to fuck her ... !
In the heat of his all-consuming lust-rage, his ears were unhearing, closed completely to her pleas. He didn't care. There was only one thing on his mind ...
A snarling, almost savage, animal-like sound exploded from his mouth, as he wrapped both muscular arms about the smooth white curves of her torso, and, bodily, pulled her back on the bed. He wrestled her to her back, pinning her shoulders down, hard to the soft mattress.
"Oh ... Paul! Paul, d-darling ... please? You're hurting me!" his wife sobbed. She may as well have pleaded with an inanimate stone wall for mercy, as she looked up into the stony grimness of his face. Oh, God ... he really is going ... to do it!
Panic stricken, now, she attempted, desperately, to free herself from his grasp.
"Hold still ... God damn it ... or I'll .."
He didn't finish the threat. Paul knew his own great strength. He didn't want to hurt her ... but by God, he didn't want to be forced to doit!
Her body writhed beneath him, futiley, as he wedged himself down between her thrashing legs, using the superior strength of his own to spread her soft, tapering thighs wide apart. Scalding tears streamed from her eyes, as she interpreted his meaning. OOoohh ... he might hit me ... beat me!
"D-Don't ... please, don't hit ... m-me!"
"Then ... open your legs ... damn it!"
"You're ... t-trying to r-rape me!" she wailed.
"Call it that ... if you want to ... but you're my wife ... and by God ... I'm going to fuck you! Even a wife's got no business being a cock-teaser!"
Nora, suddenly, had to face reality. There was no escaping it; her husband was going to do it. He was going to force her to have sexual intercourse ... whether she wanted it or not ...
"OOoohh ... My God ... !" she groaned, her thighs relaxing slightly. There's nothing I can do ... to stop him ...
He came down between her trembling, white legs, wedging his hips, solidly, up between them, his imposingly massive cock spearing out to make lewd contact with the thin coral moistness of her vaginal slit. The bulbous, lust-filled cock-head nestled in firmly against the quiveringly fearful cuntal opening, and he reached down between them, grasping the hardened shaft to guide it directly into her helplessly cringing pussy.
... Then, he flicked his hips forward to gore mercilessly up into her with the hardened rod of his aching cock, the head of it entering her, spreading her cuntal lips wide to soar far up into the softness of her belly. His hardness sliced into her in one quick, long thrust, and thin rippling wavelets of her tender cuntal flesh were pushed before it, until his sperm-laden testicles, in their sac, smacked up hard against the round, smoothness of her nakedly spread buttock cheeks.
Paul grunted with the effort. "Uugh!" Then, as he poised above her, his cock buried completely in her, he expanded it deep up inside her cuntal sheath.
"Now!" he promised. "Now ... you're going to get fucked good!"
Nora lay there, on her back, her legs spread, her husband's lust-hardened cock and felt nothing but loathing and shame for what he was doing to her. God ... oh, God ... I'll just have to let him ... d-do it.
Suddenly, she remembered; for a split-second she had felt it ... felt that sudden, explosive sensation when his tongue had touched her clitoris she knew, dimly, that she had been a complete fool. If only she had let him go on ... ... But it was too late!
With brutal, punishing strokes, her husband began to fuck into her, driving his hardened flesh in and out of her with insane fury, intent only upon his own pleasure, now. The sting of her rejection goaded him on and over and over, he thought: God damn her! I'll show her! She can't pull that crap on me ... especially ... when I know what I was doing was right!
Machine-like, he plundered her resilient, open i cunt, his cock pistoning in and out of her, without mercy. He knew she would not cum - it happened so seldom with her - but he didn't care. She was frigid ... but the only reason she was, he decided was because her prudishly puritan ways wouldn't be compromised. She just wouldn't let herself go! I tried! I tried ... hard ... but she just won't see it any other way!
Thunderingly, Paul drove toward his ejaculation, his anger hardened cock cleaving his wife's helplessly heaving belly cruelly, and his pounding strokes jarred her as every stroke bottomed in her cuntal sheath, flicking past her cervix to ram heavily into the far back wall of her cunt.
Beneath her husband's frantic body, Nora lay woodenly, now, allowing him full access to her unresponding loins. She hadn't wanted it to be this way. After her first anger with Paul had passed, and she had begun to respond to his lovemaking, she had known it was going to be good for her. It was ... until he had dropped his head down between her leg ... Why did he do it ... and why did it ... t-turn me off ... ?
She was beyond tears. There was nothing more to cry about; she had only to endure it ... wait for him to finish ... shoot his sperm into her ... for his own satisfaction, for she knew there would be nothing ... absolutely nothing for her. Tonight, she wouldn't even pretend a response she didn't feel, as she had done on countless other nights. There was just no reason, even, for that.
Suddenly, Paul slammed his cock into her with furious strength. His body stiffened, and he held himself immobile in her, his back arching, as he strove to drive the massive shaft of his hardness the ultimate fraction of an inch into her, deep up into the softness of her belly ... Then, he came!
Quick thin spurts of his hot, white semen pumped through the tube of his cock to spew from the slitted head in spasmodic jets. Almost unendingly, it seemed to him, his cum hosed through him, until after long moments, he relaxed and collapsed on top of his wife. He groaned with a half fulfilled satisfaction.
Lying beneath her husband, pinned to the mattress, helplessly, Nora was glad that it was over. There was a great emptiness in her ... a feeling of complete meaninglessness, and now, she could only wait for him to release her. Consciously, she tried not to think. She wanted her mind to be as numb as her body. Perhaps ... tomorrow ... she would think about it ... try to put the pieces of the puzzle together.
Finally, Paul rolled off her to his side, his deflated penis slithering wetly from her sperm-flooded vagina. He spoke, now, for the first time in many minutes. "Now, damn it ... that'll teach you not to try holding out on me!"
"Are you through ... with ... m-me ... now ... ?" Nora asked her husband. Her voice was dull and toneless.
"Yeah! Yeah ... I'm finished ... ! Why' ... ?"
"I want to go take care of m-myself ... "
"Sure ... go ahead ... " He rolled over to his side of the bed and pulled up the covers. "I'm going to go to sleep."
Relaxed, then, she returned to their bedroom and put on her nightgown. As she looked down at her husband, sleeping soundly in their big bed, and the memory of what had happened just a few minutes, there, swam through her mind, she decided, impulsively, not to crawl in beside him. She slept the night through ... in the other bedroom.
Chapter Two
That same evening as the Rims were preparing for bed, Rita Rim was angry too, but for an entirely different reason. The raven-haired beauty railed at her husband as she undressed.
Looking down at her husband, Lee, who had already bathed, gotten into his pajamas, and now lay on the bed, the sheet pulled up, ready to go to sleep, she rained her anger on him.
"I don't understand you ... you just stood there with a silly grin on your face!" she said, scathingly. "Didn't it make you jealous ... make you want to do something ... drastic?"
"Like what ... -?" Lee asked, mildly, his wide-spaced hazel eyes troubled, as he wished she would drop the subject and let him get some sleep. Damn ... I've got a hard day coming up, tomorrow ...
"Anything! Something! Tell him off ... or punch him ... maybe, even grab me away from him ... and ... do something to me!"
Lee was patient with her. "What good would that do? Paul's a good friend ... and I don't think he'd step out of line ... and do something he shouldn't ... "
"What do you think he was doing ... out there? He grabbed me and kissed me ... and pawed me!"
" ... Well ... " Lee weighed his words. "You seemed to enjoy it ... at least I'm pretty sure you liked it ... "
Rita hadn't expected that reaction from him. She was taken aback, momentarily. "Ugh!" she gasped, reaching back to unhook her black, lacy bra and stripping it off, savagely, her full, round breasts, with their slightly upturned nipples seeming to swell seductively as they were released from the easy restraint. "You're impossible! You ... just don't understand ... !"
"I don't know what it is I'm supposed to understand ... but I know one thing ... I'll bet you trapped Paul into kissing you ... !"
Rita posed, provocatively, for her husband, thrusting the fullness of her breasts out toward him, as she spat, "Well, at least, he did something ... about it!" Then, with a lewd smile, she added, " ... And, he might've done more ... if I'd given him just half a chance!"
"I'll bet!" Lee said, drily.
"You don't think so?"
"No ... I don't!"
"Oh!" She turned her back on him and, swiftly, stripped off her black lace panties.
Lee watched her, absently. He supposed that he should be getting all hot and bothered watching his wife undress ... exposing her beautifully curved body to him, as she was ... but somehow, he couldn't generate any real excitement; of course, there was a time, when they were first married ...
Remembering, he mused: Damn ... Rita's a beautiful woman! She's got everything ... and all in the right places ... but Christ ... I can't keep up with her ... any more! Sometimes ... I think she might be nympho ... she comes on so strong ... most of the time now ... !
Keeping her back turned to her husband, as she picked up her dress to hang in the closet, Rita choked out at him, "You've missed the whole point ... darling!"
"What's the point, then ... are you trying to make a mess out of everything ... by trying to get Paul ... to take you to bed?"
"No ... damn it ... no!" she flared. "That's not it!"
Rita turned back to face him, her naked body inviting him, as she walked to the bed, her hips swaying, making her loins undulate, erotically. "It's you ... I want, darling! I was only trying ... to make you jealous enough ... to ... to take me to bed .. and fuck me!"
It was his turn to be surprised. Damn! There's no telling what a woman's thinking sometimes! He sat up, suddenly.
"You mean to say ... that you went through all that act ... the whole rigamarole ... just so I'd get all horny ... maybe ... and ... ?"
"Y-yes ... " It was a shameless admission.
"I'll be damned!"
"I was getting desperate ... !" Rita half-sobbed, her tears beginning to glisten with droplets of tears.
Pulling back the covers, she crawled onto the bed and crept into her husband's arms, her desire for him burning warmly in the depths of her soft white belly.
Lee knew that he had been holding back, lately, denying himself ... and her as well, because he had felt pressures ... not only by Rita, but by the exacting demands of his job.
... And, strangely, his reaction to his wife's heated overtures had been just the opposite of her expectations. He turned off! Perhaps, he was sated, like the new employee in a candy factory who is allowed to eat as much of the goodies as he wants ... at first ... There was yet another possibility ... and Lee could not have explained it. Maybe ... just maybe, her overt advances were robbing him of a prerogative ... the ancient role of the male to be the pursuer.
As Rita nestled her voluptuously naked body into her husband's arms, she lifted her lips to him to be kissed. His head came down to hers, and he found her lips, kissing them tenderly ... almost religiously. It wasn't the kind of kiss she wanted. She wanted a deep, soul kiss ... a sex kiss ... a kiss that would lead to something ... a long, hard, thrusting penis deep in her hungering vagina.
Hungrily, her pink, moist tongue darted into his mouth to search, questingly ... hopefully; then, as she stiffened her avid, lingual member, and stabbed it in and out of his mouth, rapidly, several times, she was rewarded in her efforts. Lee began to suck on her tongue, gently. She moaned her pleasure up into his mouth. Finally, he began to extend his tongue, probing, and she knew that he was becoming interested ... maybe even interested enough to want to make love to her. Ab ... it's more than that ... I want him ... to ... fuck me ... like a real man should!
Boldly, knowing exactly what she wanted ... and ready to go to any lengths to get it - even further than she had already gone, if necessary - she slid her hand down into the waistband of her husband's pajamas to search for what she hoped would be his already hardened cock. Her fingers found and touched. She was disappointed.
Lee's penis lay soft and flaccid down along his thigh. Nothing she had done ... or said, yet, had aroused him. God ... she moaned to herself, What do I have to do ... . to get him hard enough ... to fuck me with it ... ?
With frantic fingers, she massaged the length of his limp shaft, attempting desperately to bring it to vibrant, throbbing life in her hands. Nothing happened!
... Then, she knew. Her mind was made up instantly. She had already thrown herself at Paul Quinn, in an attempt to make Lee jealous ... and she had, finally, asked Lee, in almost abject humiliation ... to make love to her. Now, his cock wasn't responding. One thing she knew for sure: He had to have an erection ... or else ... Yes! She would do it! ... . But I've never actually done it! ... I hope I can do it ... right ...
Strange, new sensations arced fire in her loins, and she trembled with excitement, at the thought of what she intended to do. She withdrew her lips from Lee's and shifted her position to kneel beside his naked body. Her hand was still holding onto the limber flesh of his lifeless cock.
"I-I'm sorry ... darling ... " Lee apologized, not knowing really what to say.
He smiled, weakly, up at her, a twinge of guilt stabbing into his consciousness, as he realized just how hot his wife really was ... how much she wanted him ... and he wasn't able to raise a hard-on to take care of her. Christ! I really must be getting in bad shape!
Managing a smile with trembling lips, Rita whispered, "Lee ... darling, I-I'm going to do it to you ... and see if I can make it come up ... hard ... so you can ... fuck me with it!"
He didn't follow her meaning. "What do you mean ... ?".
"I want to ... use my mouth ... on you ... to lick you down there!"
Her suggestion was so unexpected his mouth dropped open in surprise, as her words bounced and rebounded around inside his skull.
"Y-You want to suck my cock ... ?" He was incredulous ... but, at the same time, he felt a throbbing lurch in his cock.
"Yes ... that's it! I'll do it ... because I want you ... so much!" She meant it ... every word of it!
"Okay!" he agreed, readily, feeling the crawling lift of his balls, signaling the beginning of arousal. " ... If ... that's really what you want to do ... !"
Frantically, then, she gripped the waistband of his pajama bottoms and pulled them down and off, while he unbuttoned the top and shed it, tossing the garment, carelessly. He was ready! Christ! Was he ready?! He didn't need a second invitiation, as he thought: God ... I should've thought of this before ... but I didn't know ... whether Rita would go for it.
Lee moved over to the center of the bed, and his wife crawled between his legs, her trembling hand reaching out to grip the now hardening shaft of his cock. She held it upright in her tiny hand and looked at it, fixedly, seeming to fortify her resolve. She didn't change her mind. "Oh, God ... Lee ... I want to do it right for you!" she breathed, as she worked the foreskin back to reveal the still pink ... and as yet, unbloated, cock-head.
He tilted his hips up, raising it toward her, and her other hand went, instinctively, under him to caress the softly crinkled, sparsely hair-covered skin of his scrotal sac, lifting and gently massaging his heavy, sperm-packed testicles.
... And then ... she began to lower her head, her lips pursed, to kiss the satiny flesh of the tip. Lee jerked, involuntarily, at the searing contact of her warmly pursed lips on the sensitive head. Instantly, more blood surged into it ... and it began to pulse to full erection. He looked down to see it throbbing there in his wife's hand, as she continued to kiss and fondle it.
"God ... Oh, God ... !" he moaned. "Start sucking on it ... !"
His wife's honey-smooth mouth came down over the smooth rubbery head, her ovaled lips enclosing the sensitive flesh with warm moistness. Inside her mouth, she used her tongue, twirling it in licking circles around the now throbbingly blood-inflated head. His massive cock jerked in her mouth, and he felt the tingling ache in his balls of complete readiness. He couldn't help but be amazed at the speed with which his cock had come alive in her mouth. God ... it felt good ... out of this world!
Just the very thought of what Rita was doing to him, the lewd salaciousness of the act, almost as much as the actual intensity of the sensations that her mouth was producing in him, gave Lee an added feeling of erotic arousal.
She held the rigid shaft of his pulsating cock with one hand, while the other kneaded his balls caressingly, her fingers feather-gentle on him; meanwhile, overcoming her first natural hesitancy, Rita began to suck his cock with a steady rhythm, her head beginning to move up and down on him, experimentally, as she ovaled her lips tightly around it and made of her mouth another hotly clinging cunt. Gradually, then, she began to take more and more of his length into her mouth and throat ... and she was surprised that she could do it ... so easily. Oh ... it's so masculine tasting ... and nice! ... and, except right at first, when I almost gagged ... it isn't so bad! I think I can ... almost take all of him ...
Inside her mouth, her tongue swirled, wildly, on him, now, and he was aware that she was trying to put the tip of her tongue into the split at the top of his cock. Her hand that was caressing his balls was removed, and he wondered, vaguely, what she was going to do to him, next..
Tensing his loins, he thrust his cock up into her hungrily ovaled lips, feeling it plunge deep into her throat, and as he looked down, he saw that almost all of it had disappeared between his wife's tightly locked lips. He moaned, softly, as he began to move his hips in rhythmic counterpoint to her bobbing head.
Lee was in a trance of sensual ecstasy. He had never before experienced such intense sexual sensations, as he lost himself in the complete enjoyment of his wife's voraciously sucking mouth. He felt the increase of the speed of her moving head and the strength of the pressure she exerted, which seemed to make his cock pulse, expandingly, to even greater hardness. Her tongue was swirling in a caressing lick of his lust-inflated, almost painfully sensitive cock-head on every outstroke. Damn! There's nothing like it! ... Her mouth's like warm, sweet butter. Then, he wondered, Is she going to ... suck me all the way ... until I cum ... ? He hoped she would! Christ! That'd feel good ... to shoot it ... right into her mouth ... and have her swallow it for me ... Her face, he noticed, working over him, was changed. She seemed to be in a sexual rapture of her own; her eyes were closed, and her breath was coming in short, jerky spurts of air through her nose. Then, as he looked beyond, downward to where her firmly rounded breasts danced almost lewdly beneath her, he saw that her other hand was working rhythmically at the darkly hair-covered triangle of her loins. She's fingering her own cunt! ... Maybe ... she will suck me ... until I cum ... and fingerfuck herself ... until she does too ...
More ... and ever more intense, the overpowering sensations raced through him, and his wife's beautiful, shiny black hair attracted him, as it spread down over his naked thighs, brushing him, lightly, and adding to the eroticisim of what she was doing to him. On impulse, he reached out with both hands to take some of the long strands, using them to guide her voraciously sucking mouth up and down the wetly pistoning length of his cock; then, he began to thrust his hips even more forcefully up into her mouth and throat. In fascination, he watched, as a little of the soft pink flesh from inside her lips was pulled out, with each upstroke, then stuffed back in as her mouth slid over the hardened shaft to absorb him, again, on the downstroke. Her cheeks were hollowing in and out, as she sucked, hungrily, on his now angrily throbbing cock. God! He wanted it to go on forever ... but at the same time as he wished it, he knew it couldn't. Already, he could feel the searing burn of the beginning of his coming orgasm.
Strangling, incoherent sounds began to come from deep in his throat. He could feel it getting nearer for him. It wouldn't be long before he popped ... shooting his load of sperm deep into his wife's now greedily working, throat. The sweet agony of the built-up sensations in him seemed to concentrate in the lust-bloated head of his massive cock. He could feel it pulsing ... expanding and growing larger with eyery throbbing jerk, as her tantalizing tongue taunted it on every stroke. His sperm was battering against the entrance to his penile flesh, deep in his balls, demanding its release.
Finally, he was able to form words. "Oh, God ... Rita, darling ... that's good! Keep on ... sucking ... until I cum!"
Rita heard him. She almost panicked. "OOOooooooohhhhh!" She moaned aloud, the sound muffled and dim from her husband's prick stuffing her mouth full. My God ... have I ... sucked on him ... too long? I only wanted to get him ready! I've got to have his cock ... in my cunt ... fucking me ... !
With a boldness born of desperation, she made her decision. She had to have it ... and fast ... Suddenly, she, kneeled upright, her mouth coming off him, leaving his cock standing hard and straight and glistening wet from her saliva. Her sudden movement had wrenched her hair from his hands, painfully ... but she didn't care, at that point. She hardly felt it.
Surprised and disappointed, Lee growled, "What the hell ... "
But, she was already moving. She flung herself forward, up over him, her thighs straddling his hips, as she reached down to grip the hard, throbbing shaft of his cock to guide it straight into her seething cunt. With wild abandon, she dropped her loins down on him, cleaving herself mercilessly down on his spearing shaft, as she forced her cunt to absorb and suck up inside the whole of his massive cock in one forceful plunge.
"Oh God!" she cried out, sharply, as his cock soared all the way up into her to crash against the back wall of her cuntal passage.
Her eyes were glazed with passion, her face a study in pure, animal desire, as she began to lewdly grind her buttocks and fuck up and down above him, sliding her clasping, demanding pussy up and down the steel-hard rod, fucking herself ... fucking him, for all she was worth. The reversal of roles, as she dominated her husband, didn't bother her at all. She wanted ... and she was getting! That's all that mattered to her ...
Faster and faster, she rode him, the wildness in her knowing no limits, as she stroked up and down the thick, lengthy shaft of her husband's cock, until he began to buck his hips up against her, attempting to match the tempo of her pounding loins. OOoohh! That's it! It's going up ... into my cunt ... even deeper ... and harder! AAaauuggh!
And then ... she began her soaring ascent, spiraling to the heights of her orgasmic release. She moaned, incessantly, wanting it to cum ... but, also, wanting to remain on that high plateau of arousal. She was in an agony of sweet rapture. Her face contorted. Oh, God ... let me cum ... now!
Suddenly, she was there! She was launched deep into a timeless space, where nothing mattered but the surging explosion of her orgasm. Her body spasmed, convulsively, as the crashing waves of her release buffeted her, carrying her along in its curl to deposit her, gently, oh their bed, again, where she had collapsed on top of her husband, not realizing where she was, as she heard her own voice, dimly screaming, "OOOOHHH ... My Goooooood! IlI'mmmmmm cuuuummmmmiiiiinnnnnggggg! AAAAaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuggggggg hhhhhhhhhhh!"
Beneath her, her husband was stalled, unable to cum, as Rita's body stopped moving, and she lay prone upon him, heavily. Desperately but unsatisfactorily, he thrust up into her gently clasping cuntal sheath ... but it was no good. He had to cum! Christ! I was almost there ... ready to pop!
Wrapping his arms tightly around her, using his legs for leverage, he rolled his wife to her back, so that he was now in the topmost position, still cradled between her white, firmly tapering thighs; then, he raised himself, above her, grasped her knees and spread them wide, pushing them back toward her chest, at the same time. Finally, he shoved his arms into the angle of her flexed knees and leaned down hard, mashing her thighs down on the fullness of her still orgasmically quivering breasts. The entire plane of her cunt was vulnerable and defenseless, now ... and he began to fuck into her like an insane man.
Beneath her husband's pounding cock, Rita was overjoyed, as she knew that, now, she could cum again. She felt it begin for her. Oh, God ... I'm almost there.. -. again!"
She began, to convulse in her second orgasm, almost at the same instant as Lee began to cum, his sperm jetting from the tip of his cock and ricocheting against the walls of her tightly clasping cunt in spurting streams. He slammed his pelvis against the backs of her upraised thighs for one, final, bone-jarring thrust, and a loud moan of satisfaction tore from his lips. "OOOoooh! Fuck!"
And Rita screamed out her second release that if anything was even more intense than the first. "I'm going to ... cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu mmmmmmmmmmmmm ... AAAAAA GGGGGGGAAAAAAAIINN! Oh! Oh! OOoohh! O O OOooooooaaaaaaaaa uuuuuuuuuugggghhh!"
It was Lee's turn to collapse in a satiated heap on top of his wife. "Damn ... " he groaned, his breath heavy and uneven. "You sure do come on strong. That was ... really something ... but a little nerve-wracking ... !"
Chapter Three
The following morning, Rita Rim awakened to the early morning California sun streaming into their bedroom. She stretched lithely and cat-like, enjoying the delicious feeling of coming awake after a good night's dreamless and restful sleep. She was still nude. Somehow, after last night's delightful session ... when she had had two magnificent orgasms in succession, she hadn't wanted to confine her body again. She had wanted only to go to sleep ... naked, her satiated body pressed, voluptuously up against her husband's. Anyway, she really preferred to sleep nude, most of the time.
She looked over at Lee. He was still asleep, an arm thrown up over his head, his sandy blond hair mussed and straggling down over his forehead. He slept, peacefully, his handsome face serene and untroubled; then, she noticed he had his pajamas on. She decided he must have gotten up during the night, perhaps to visit the bathroom, and had put them on, then. She was a little disappointed. There was nothing she enjoyed more than to snuggle up to his warm nudity, in the morning, like this ... just as she was waking up.
Remembering last night's wild sexual scene, she shivered with delight. Oh ... it was so lovely ... so satisfying ... for a change. Lee was so nice ... and hard ... and when he finally got on top of me ... and shoved his cock into me ... so deep and hard ... it was just super-delicious! Then, on further reflection, she decided: It was better even ... than when I was on top of him! I was ... kind of shameless ... in a way ... but I had to have it!
Unconsciously, her own hands drifted over her body, cupping her breasts and feeling the tingle of sexual arousal being born, anew, as she felt their slight swelling, and the nipples of them coning out in distended erection. Her reliving of last night progressed backward to the first time she had taken Lee's penis into her mouth ... Her face flushed with the memory of her wantonness. But I just had to do something ... and it worked!
Now, her narcissistic hands roamed down across her flat belly and arrived at the triangle of her thighs, the mound covered with dark, pubic hair, where her fingers played, momentarily, in the soft fleecy curls. Her mind still hung onto the salaciousness of her taking his penis into her mouth last night. She was honest with herself: The idea ... kind of revolted me ... at first ... but I was so hot! And, when it seemed like Lee's ... cock ... wasn't going to get hard ... I knew I'd have to do it ... if I was going to get ... any sex ... at all!
Down below she felt the jolt of delicious sensations of sex need, again. Her vaginal opening was getting all moist ... and she realized, suddenly, that her memories ... her thoughts about last night's fulfilling sex session and her own roaming hands had all worked her up to the point where she would have to have Lee's cock ... again! She wondered: God! Do I dare ... to try to get him to ... fuck me, again ... this morning? She didn't understand the way of it ... but she did know that her husband had been reluctant to make love to her, lately, seeming to hold back, for some reason. He had been too tired ... too sleepy ... or he didn't feel well.., didn't feel like it ... His excuses had been legion!
It was strange! As Rita's interest in sex had increased, Lee's seemed to be constantly on the wane. Was it because he was getting older? No ... that couldn't be it! Why, he's only twenty-nine ... no, let me think ... he'll be thirty in two months!
Experimentally, a finger slid down into the soft fleshy folds of her expectantly quivering vaginal slit to the already hardened little bud of her clitoris. It immediately caused tiny electric sparks of sexual arousal to course through her and she moaned with need. Oh, damn ... my cunt's so open and ready ... and I'm really getting hot! Should I ... ? Oh, God ... I'll have to! ... I'll have to wake Lee up ... and try to get him ... in the mood ... for some more ... fucking.
She crept over close to her still sleeping husband, raised herself up over him and looked down into his quiet face, the sound of his regular breathing audible to her. Sentimentally, she thought about how it had been with them, when they were first married ... and it was Lee, who was chasing her around the bed ... for an early-morning piece. It had been so different, lately ...
Tenderly, she leaned down and kissed him, lightly, on the lips. She did it twice, before his eyes fluttered open, their gray-greenish gaze up into her face registering surprise.
"Wh-What ... !?" He was still half asleep.
She brushed his wire-like, sandy hair off his forehead and murmured, "Lee ... darling ... would you like to ... do it, again ... this morning ... ?"
Now, he was genuinely startled ... almost frightened ... and suddenly, he was fully awake.
"You must be out of your mind, Rita!" he growled. "I've got to go to work!"
"But ... I'm ... I'm getting hot ... and I need it ... !" she persisted.
"Christ! Aren't you ever satisfied? You popped twice last night ... and
"That was last night ... darling!" she cut in. " ... But ... I want you to ... fuck me, again ... now ... this morning ... " It was a whining entreaty.
"You must be turning into a nympho ... or something, honey ... but I just couldn't do it ... again ... right now!"
She became petulant. "Most men would be happy to ... be getting it as regular as you are!"
Crawling up on top of him, she ground the moistness of her cunt against the flaccid softness of his cock. She went, " ... if you really loved me ... as much as you say you do ... "
"Hell ... Rita ... that's got nothing to do with it! I just can't fuck you, again, this morning! You'd better crawl off me ... because I've got to get up ... and start getting ready to go to work!"
Rita didn't heed his warning ... instead, she undulated her hips, erotically, suggestively, pushing her pelvis out and forward to gain better contact with his unresponsive penis.
"Doesn't that feel wet and good, darling?" she whispered with a thin, seductive smile.
"I told you ... I'm not interested, right now, damn it!" her husband told her with emphasis.
Heaving himself upward, he rolled his wife from her position on top of him, came to an upright position and swung his legs over the side of the bed. He found his bedroom slippers and worked his feet into them.
At the instant, he had rolled her aside, Rita groaned her disappointment. "OOOooohhh ... ! Lee ... !"
"Now if you don't mind ... I'm going to go start my shaving and shower!" He stalked toward the bathroom door.
"You selfish bastard!" she flung after him. Lee chose to ignore the epithet, as he closed the door to the bathroom, firmly. He didn't have time to stop and argue with her. Perhaps, he wasn't very tactful in just shoving her off ... rejecting her offer of more sex ... But Christ ... enough is enough ... besides I can't be dragging in late and tired at the bank!
Feeling resentful and bitchy, now, Rita chose to stay in bed and feel sorry for herself, and petulantly, she decided to punish her husband by not getting up to prepare his breakfast.
... And, when Lee emerged from the bathroom some twenty minutes later, he found her still in bed, seemingly asleep.
"Hey, Rita ... ?" he asked, mildly, feeling better, now. "How about some breakfast ... ?"
She didn't move. "Get it yourself ... or go out to a restaurant!" she said, her voice dripping with acid.
To say he was surprised would be a gross understatement. He was dumbfounded ... absolutely dismayed. I'll be God damned!
He found his voice, after a moment. "I-I don't get it?"
"I didn't ... get IT ... either!"
"This is silly ... Rita!"
"Then ... why don't you be a real man ... ?" she challenged.
Basically, Lee Rim was a gentle man, quite slow to anger, but now, he did become angry; a cold, smoldering kind of anger, which burned deep in him ... an anger that rendered him inarticulate. With set face, grim and terrible, he went about his dressing, and when he was ready, he left their bedroom, went through the empty house to his car, started.it and headed for the nearest shopping center where there was a coffee shop. He had to have some breakfast to start his gruelling day. Damn it ... I just don't understand what's happening to us! One thing, he knew for sure: We're going to have to get this ironed out ... or we'll end up being separated ... or divorced! The hell of it is ... the thing's turned upside down ... with Rita wanting more sex ... than I do! ... But, I don't think there's anything wrong with me! I can function! I just can't fuck her ... as often as she wants it!
He ate his breakfast, morosely, trying to think through the problem, but try as he might, he couldn't find a solution. Hell ... maybe there isn't one! Within a few minutes, he was at his desk in the bank's loan department ... as usual. He didn't particularly want to work; his mind kept wandering to his wife, Rita ... and the damnable situation that seemed to be rocketing them ... and their marriage ... into oblivion.
As soon as Lee had driven away, Rita, still nude, got out of bed, opened the bottom drawer of the dresser and rummaged in the back of it until she found the plain cardboard box she had hidden there, last week.
She removed the vibrator, plugged it into the wall outlet near the bed and lay down, again.
Strapping it to the back of her hand, she flicked the switch to its "on" position.
... Then, as she moved her vibrating hand, gently over the swelling fullness of her breasts and down across her smooth white belly to the moist readiness of her loins, she told herself ... Of course ... this's only second best ... Oh, God ... I wanted Lee ... to fuck me so bad! ... Maybe there is something wrong with me ... I just can't seem to get enough of his cock ... lately!
She touched her clitoris, and the vibrations of the machine, transmitted through her hand melted her into ecstasy.
"OOOooooohhhh!" she moaned with delight. "That feels sooooooo gooooooooood when I fingerfuck myself with it!"
Nora Quinn arose, as usual, and buried herself in the kitchen, fixing breakfast for Paul. She called him when the crisply fried bacon, two eggs, toast and coffee was ready. They ate in relative silence. There didn't seem to be much to talk about. They, each, seemed to be reluctant to reopen any conversational direction, which might lead them back to last night's happenings. Perhaps, it was just as well, after a period of cooling off, they'd be in a better mood to talk ... later.
After he had eaten breakfast and glanced through the morning paper over a second cup of coffee, Paul left for work. He was a salesman in one of the city's leading music stores. His extroverted nature served him well as a salesman, and his knowledge of music, his ability to perform at the keyboard, especially, allowed him to show off the pianos and organs to good advantage.
As he drove down the street, away from their house, he observed to himself. Well ... I'm getting the big deep-freeze ... again! I suppose I shouldn't have lost my temper ... and forced her, like I did ... after she pulled that "don't touch me!" crap ... but I just couldn't help it! I was so damned worked up ... I had to fuck her! He decided not to worry about it; there was a big day ahead of him, at the music store. His thoughts turned to the leads he would try to follow up, but other thoughts kept intruding. They didn't involve his wife, Nora, and that's what made them so disquieting. It was Rita he was thinking about. Damn ... I wonder ... The way she was rubbing up against me ... and then, when I kissed her, she wanted a deep French kiss ... not just a lip kiss. Christ ... I almost jumped out of my skin ... when she grabbed my cock!
With an effort he tried to discipline his thought's. He couldn't allow himself to think about his best friend, Lee's wife that way. His imagination was taking him on a side-road marked PRIVATE! Hell! She's off-limits! I don't know why in hell I'm even thinking about her! Even if she was willing ... to go to bed with me ... for a little fucking party ... I'd sure have to think twice ... or three times about it! She's still Mrs. Rita Rim! ... But, there's still just one question that needs an answer: Why ... did she make the big sex play for me? Nora had watched her husband drive away, knowing that he must be wishing he could stay. Maybe ... if they could just sit down, like the two mature adults they were supposed to be, and talk about their problems ... they might find some answers. She sighed. They just didn't seem to be operating on the same wave-lengths. Communication between them, she realized, was practically nil.
She walked back through the house to their bedroom. Everything in the house satisfied her. They lived in a California ranch style house, in a nice neighborhood. There was a second car in the garage, for her use. Paul's commissions were adequate, and they could live in the style they had chosen ... but there was that great emptiness in her life ... a void she didn't know how to cross ... or fill in. Last night's occurrences were so good example, beginning with Paul and Rita's little kissing scene ... and progressing to the final curtain, when Paul had practically raped her! It seemed so sordid ...
In their bedroom, she slipped out of her dressing robe and pulled her nightgown over her head, flung it aside, as she remembered it should be washed; then, she went into the gleaming bathroom and busied herself preparing for a cleansing douche. She had made almost a ritual of it, in her obsession with cleanliness. It was always the same; there was the drawing of the water, washing the attachments, again - even though they were clean when she had put them away - filling the bag with hot water, adding the antiseptic powder and, finally, getting into the bathtub. She lay back to insert the curved, fountain syringe into her tight, fleece-ringed vaginal opening. There was a certain feeling of relaxation that she enjoyed as the hot water washed but the sticky, seminal fluid that Paul had spurted up into her last night. Somehow, it gave her a sense of virginal cleanliness, as she watched the long strings of white sperm being flushed from her, ridding her of the aftermath of lovemaking. It was a relief to her to see it slowly sucked down the drain, and in her mind, she put the life-making fluid in the same category as the potato peelings she put through the garbage disposal.
Finished with that phase of her ablutions, she got out of the tub and washed it down, before starting to draw her bath. As she watched the water run into the tub, the reflection of her naked body in the full-length mirror on the bathroom door caught her attention. Nora knew she had a beautiful body, but it had brought her nothing but agony. Her figure was almost too perfect ... too desirable, and somehow, she was repulsed by it. Perhaps it wasn't her body, as such, that generated her feeling of repugnance ... but the sexuality her beauty represented.
This morning, though, she studied her body, critically. She saw the smoothly svelte, long-legged loveliness of her, topped with golden, blonde hair. She was a petite five feet inches tall, perfectly proportioned. Her breasts mounded out, round and full, marbled just beneath the soft, satin-like, white skin with a faint tracery of blue veins that gave them a transluscent quality of depth. Her tiny pink nipples spiked out sensuously from the darker areolas like succulent little berries. Actually ... she mused, I haven't changed much ... in the eight years we've been married! Of course ... if I'd had a baby ... I'd be a lot different, I suppose ...
Then, her eyes ran on down over her flat belly. There was the recess of her navel, and below it a line of short, silky, almost invisible golden hair pointed, like an arrow straight at the triangular mound of softly curling pubic hair.
The faint suggestion of her vaginal furrow was visible, barely peeping through the somewhat sparsely growing hair. Her tiny, lithe waist swelled out into the softly rounded curves of her hips, which led to the taper of smooth thighs, her daintily dimpled knees linking them to the gentle, reverse curves of calves and trimly turned ankles. Her feet were narrow with strong arches. Turning, then, she viewed the smoothly rounded fullness of her well sculpted buttocks. Just beneath the surface, the muscles rippled, lithely, and she ran her hands over them, to feel the velvety, smooth skin ... the flesh that Paul loved to fondle so much.
Self-consciously, she assumed a provocative pose, thrusting out her hips, like a high-fashion model; then, she tried a come-hither look in imitation of a slick, center-fold Playboy girl.
She wished, fervently, that she could really begin to enjoy the sexual potential her body promised her. Oh why ... can't I let go ... and be the kind of wife Paul wants me to be?
Her hands ran over her body, briefly, and as she touched her erectile nipples, she felt the tingle in them; then as they drifted lower, the tiny spark of sensation in her loins caused her to stop, instantly. The urge was there. She had to admit that ... she just couldn't. It's so horribly wrong ... and I wouldn't dare ... to do it to myself! She knew why. It was the memory of imposed taboos and prohibitions. They were ingrained in her ... part of her since early childhood.
The water pouring into the bathtub was the right depth and temperature, and she stepped hastily into it, bathed quickly, got out toweled herself dry, not daring to look at her naked loveliness in the mirror, again. Even as she was denying her sexuality, she wished things could be different. Tonight, I'm going to try ... to make up with Paul ... and maybe I could start trying to be a better wife to him ... in bed ... The memory of how she had discovered Rita Rim in his arms and Paul's taunting admission that he had enjoyed it rather worried her; of course, he had denied any real interest in the other woman, but there was the possibility ... Oh, God ... I'd just die ... if Paul was unfaithful to me ... !
It had been a slow, frustrating morning for Paul Quinn. He had fluffed, badly, on one piano demonstration, failing to close on it; then, luckily, from among the lookers, he had been able to place an electronic organ for a home demonstration. He knew he could sell it, but it would be at least a week before he could write the contract. A couple of the leads he had followed-up outside the store had failed to be productive, and he felt discouraged. His usual optimistic attitude toward his selling ability seemed to be missing.
At about 11:30 he collected the contracts written by the other three salesmen. There were a couple for television sets, one for a Hi-Fi console and one for a smaller model of their electronic organ line. He surveyed them, glumly, his disappointment even more acute, as he realized, he could have written one for that spinet piano ... if he hadn't allowed his mind to wander ... Christ!
One of his chores was to deal with the bank. Each day, he took the contracts that had been written over to the loan department where Lee Rim worked. The bank discounted the paper, and it was, usually, Lee who handled the transactions. Afterward, the two old friends would go out to lunch together. Today was no exception.
They were seated opposite each other in a back booth of one of their favorite eateries. Orders had been placed, and as they waited, Lee observed, "You're not your usual disgustingly optimistic self, today ... something wrong?"
"Are you kidding ... ? You know damned well something's wrong ... beginning with last night!" Paul grumped. " ... And I ought to start off ... with an apology ... because I sure as hell didn't have any intentions of making a play for Rita ... It just happened ... !"
"Yeah ... I know ... " Lee said, "but you don't have to apologize. We've been buddies for too long ... "
"I appreciate that, Lee! I just wish Nora would drop it, too ... but she was still sort of upset about it ... this morning. She'd hardly talk to me ... !"
"Did you have a fight ... last night?"
"Yeah ... she was on her ear ... but I kept telling her it was just one of those things ... almost like an accident ... and that nothing would ever develop. Rita just had one too many drinks ... and ... "
Lee regarded his friend, levelly. "It was no accident ... Paul!"
"What the hell do you mean by that ... ?" "Just that!" Lee told him, firmly. "It was planned out ... by Rita. She wanted you to grab her and kiss her!"
Paul stared in incredulity. "How do wu know that?"
"She told me! She did it ... to make me jealous ... so that I'd take her to bed ... " he looked around, lowered his voice, "and fuck the hell out of her!"
The tall redhead was confused and mystified. He heard what his friend was saying ... but the meaning escaped him.
"But ... why? That's crazy ... ! Why should she want to do that ... involve me in her scheme ... didn't she realize how much trouble it could have caused ... ?"
"She said she was desperate ... that I wasn't giving it to her enough!" Lee was morose.
"Well ... aren't you taking care of her ... ?" Paul smiled, lewdly.
"I'll level with you ... old buddy ... the answer is a simple no! It seems like the more she wants ... the more I get turned off!" Lee said, his face troubled. " ... And the hell of it is ... I don't know why I should ... !"
"Are you ... getting impotent?"
"Hell no!" Lee spat. " ... But, according to Rita ... I'm somehow less of a man ... the last thing she said to me this morning ... after she refused to get my breakfast was, Why don't you. be a real man?"
"That must've hurt ... "
"You can say - that, again!" Lee agreed. " ... But, you know, me from a way back ... you know it isn't true ... when we were out chasing broads, together ... before we gave up being bachelors ... Hell ... I could fuck all night ... and all day ... for that matter ... but Rita comes on so strong, sometimes ... I guess it scares me ... or something ... Christ! I don't know what's wrong! ... I just don't know!"
The waitress brought their food, and they occupied themselves with eating. Both of them were silent ... thinking.
As Paul started on the last section of his club sandwich, he looked over at Lee and queried, "Would you and Rita like to come over, tonight ... maybe we can get things patched up between the two girls ... ?" His mind had been racing, ideas piling in On him, one after another ... and he knew that somewhere in them was a solution ... Damn ... why didn't I see it like this, before ... ? Maybe I didn't have all the pieces of the puzzle ... to play with: .. but from what Lee's been saying ... it's plain to see! He and Rita ... aren't getting along too well ... in the sack ... and Nora and I've got our problems ... Hell ... maybe we can work something out ... among us ...
He wasn't sure how they'd work it out ... but if he had a little time to think about it ... he knew he'd come up with something; then, all he'd have to do is sell it ... to Lee and Nora!
Answering his question, Lee hedged, "I don't know ... Paul ... how pissed-off did Nora get ... about last night?"
"She was pretty hot under the collar ... " Paul admitted. " ... But, I think I talked her out of it ... anyway ... we all ought to sit down ... and get it out in the open ... especially for Nora's benefit ... since she was thinking that I had the hots for Rita ... "
"Don't you ... ?"
"Don't I what?"
"Have the hots ... for my wife ... ?"
"Don't be ridiculous, Lee!" Paul lied. "I wouldn't do that ... to a. friend ... like you!"
"I'm glad you said that, Paul ... it eases my mind ... " Lee told his friend. " ... But, we both know, now ... that Rita's ... not being taken care of ... properly!"
Chapter Four
Paul had two days to think about it,.. and to prepare. Nora was reluctant to get together with the Rims ... right away. "I'd probably scratch her eyes out!" She was vehement.
"She hasn't done anything to hurt you!"
"No?! She's trying to ... to break up our marriage!"
"Nonsense! Anyway I'm going to invite Lee and Rita over for tomorrow evening! We've got to get this thing straightened out!" Paul was adamant.
He knew that he was striking out into unknown territory, but he decided to try it. Very carefully, he collected the things he would need to set the stage; additionally, he made sure that there was an adequate supply of liquor.
Everything had fallen into place, in his mind, after Lee Rim had told him about Rita's almost insatiable sex appetite. Hell ... old Lee'll probably be thanking me for it ... afterwards!
Rita Rim would be satisfied ... because he, Paul Quinn, was going to see to it that she was. I know damned well she'll buy it! She just hasn't thought of it, herself ... yet ... ! Man! She's got the most luscious pair of tits ... and the tightest little ass I've ever wanted to get my hands on ... and she's ready for a different cock ... mine!
There was no telling, in advance, what Nora's reaction would be. She'll probably try to blow the whistle on it ... but I'll just have to depend on Lee! ... After he gets the idea ... and if he buys it ... I think it'll go as smooth as clockwork!
... Of course, Paul realized that he was taking a dangerous chance. The whole scheme he had outlined could backfire ... blow sky-high, right in their faces, but he was willing to take that risk. He reviewed all he planned to do, making sure that he hadn't missed anything. If it works ... and I'm confident it will ... it could change everything for the better! Christ ... I can hardly wait!
There was a chilly politeness among the four people gathered in the Quinn home. It was there, just below the surface, and Nora didn't help it any. She hadn't wanted to continue seeing the Rims ... at all, only agreeing to entertain them at Paul's insistence.'
Paul served double scotches on the rocks. There was a stack of Hi-Fi records on the stereo console, the lush, romantic music furnishing a relaxing background that he hoped would put them in the right mood.
"Oh ... I just love that record!" Rita bubbled, leaning back on the big couch, kicking off her shoes and curling her legs back under her. She had worn a short mini-sheath that revealed her beautifully curved legs to good advantage, and she had some difficulty in remaining decent, as she sat there, the hem of her skirt barely covering her nylon-clad thighs. She held her drink in a well-manicured hand, her dark eyes smiling over at first Paul then Nora. "I've got some better ones ... for later on!"
Paul promised.
"Oh ... good!" Rita enthused. "What are they?"
"You'll see ... !" he grinned, his eyes hooded as he watched her. Damn ... she's just oozing sex!
Nora sat in her chair, primly, her not too short skirt exposing only her knees. She sniffed to herself: Rita's really showing off ... what she's got ... and I still think she's trying to get Paul!
"Did you get something new ... that I didn't know about?" Nora asked.
"Yeah ... I picked them up, today ... at the store ... " Paul answered, off-handedly.
Lee Rim sat back on the couch, next to his wife. He was a little worried ... somewhat apprehensive, so far, he hadn't been able to second-guess what Paul was trying to do. He sipped his drink, absently, as he watched Paul who was having trouble keeping his eyes off Rita, I wonder ... he thought, He's too damned interested in Rita ... regardless of what he says! ... And I've known him long enough to know ... he's got something up his sleeve!
Paul decided to get things moving.
"Lee ... I heard a good joke, today ... "
"All right ... let's hear it ... "
"Is it one of your dirty jokes?" Nora interposed.
"No ... it's not dirty ... maybe just a little risque ... "
"Let's hear it, Paul!" Rita smiled her interest. "Well . . . there were these two newlyweds ... who wanted to fly United ... but the stewardess wouldn't let them!"
Rita giggled, "That's cute!"
"That's Okay!" Lee laughed, then following Paul's lead, he added, "But I'll bet you can't top this one!"
"Shoot ... old buddy!"
"It goes like this. Martinis, dear girl, are deceiving! Take just two ... at the very most. Take three ... and you're under the table! Take four ... and you're under the host'!"
Paul laughed loudly ... but the point was not lost on him. Damn ... old Lee's pretty sharp. That's right on target!
Rita liked it, too. Laughingly, she leaned toward Lee and asked, "Do I dare ask our host ... for the second drink?" She held up her empty glass.
"That's up to you, Rita ... "
Paul got up, took her glass and built a fresh drink.."Anybody else ready?" he queried, looking around. He took the glass Lee held out, then lifted his own to drain it. Nora was still working on the first one.
Nora had smiled, self-consciously, as the jokes had been recounted, but now she was appalled, as Paul stopped the record that was playing, selected a different one and put in on the turntable.
"Here's-one of those records I picked up ... " He smiled a crooked smile of lewd anticipation, as he re-started the machine.
The voice was instantly recognizable. The man was a well-known night club and T.V. entertainer. His routine started off mildly enough ... but he was soon launched into telling the filthiest jokes imaginable, complete with all the four-letter obscenities. She listened, firmly tight-mouthed for a few moments. Paul, Rita and Lee were howling with laughter, now, but she couldn't stand it. Her nerves were jarred ... and the words shattered her, as they ricocheted around inside her skull, each Cock, Cunt, Prick, Pussy and Fuck seeming to pierce her like a flaming arrow.
Finally, Nora had had enough. "Paul ... ?" she asked, coldly, "Do we have to listen ... to this ... filth?"
"Relax, honey ... everybody else is enjoying it ... "
She would have fled ... but something kept her in her seat. What in the world is Paul doing this for ... he knows I detest those words ... and all such filth ... ?! I just can't help it ... it's too much a part of me ... And, how can Rita like it ... ? She's laughing almost as much as the men ... ! The record ended.
"That was fun!" Rita Rim enthused. "Do you have any more ... like it?"
"Yeah ... I've got a couple more ... for later on ... " Paul grinned. " ... And, you'd never believe ... " He left it hanging. He produced some printed brochures and a copy of an underground newspaper.
"Have you ever seen ... any of these ... ?" Paul handed the newspaper to Lee.
Rita leaned over to read it also. She was wide-eyed. "It's pretty wild ... isn't it?"
"I've seen them, before" ... Lee remembered, glancing rapidly through the several sheets, an inkling of what Paul was up to sparking through his mind.
"Did you notice the ads ... on the back pages ... ?" Paul queried.
His friend's question confirmed it for him, as Lee Rim thumbed through the newspaper to the ads, his eye running down the columns, rapidly, until he found one of interest.
"You mean like this one ... ? Couple 28-30 would like to meet discreet couple or singles interested in parties, boating, sunbathing, etc. Will exchange photos. Write P.V., Box 1520, Hermosa Beach, California'."
"Yeah ... that's a good one!" Paul agreed, looking at Lee for his reactions. Hell:.. I hope he catches on!
Rita, looking over her husband's shoulder, began reading aloud, "How's this? Uninhibited couple, under 35, wants to meet like-minded couple who swing. Write or call Jes ... "
"What is this all about ... ?" Nora demanded.
The room was silent.
Paul turned to face his wife. He handed her one of the printed brochures. "Swinging!" he said, laconically.
Nora tQok the sheet and examined it. There were pictures of nude women in provocative poses. She read a caption at random: Real swinging gal, 38-26-38, half of a fun-loving husband and wife team with modern interests. We can travel ... or have weekend guests. Lots of privacy in mountain community. Write: She slopped reading. The address was in Crestline.
"Swinging ... ? I don't ... understand ... " She looked around the room at each person for in answer.
Paul Quinn knew that both Lee and Rita knew the score! Hell! It was only Nora who was the dark. He'd have to fill her in, now. He was th nervous and elated. Christ! This is it!
"Swinging ... means ... that people, usually i couples agree to trade partners ... -" he instructed.
She gasped, her face flaming in instant confusion and embarrassment. "You mean ... like those crazy sex clubs ....?"
"I think some people call it swapping ... " Lee added. He looked Paul's wife over carefully. Not until a moment ago, had he ever entertained any idea of Nora Quinn ... as more than Paul's wife. Now, he looked at her ... as a woman. Damn! She's really some woman ... nice big tits ... and legs that don't stop! I've always liked to look at her ... but she's been taboo ... just because she is Paul's wife! I wonder if he's really serious ... or is he just talking ... bringing up this swapping idea? ... Actually ... it's not a bad idea ... at all ... but I'd like to know more about it ...
"Y-You're not suggesting ... ?" Nora asked, her voice trembling, fearful of her husband's answer.
"I'm not suggesting anything ... " Paul told her. "I'm just throwing out the idea ... so maybe we can kick it around a little bit!" He rose and collected the glasses for refills.
"Well ... it can stop ... right now! I don't want anything to do with it!" She was furious. It was a monstrous idea as far as she was! concerned. Looking over at Lee Rim, she could see him only as an old friend of her husband's. I-I couldn't stand for another man ... to touch me ... even Lee! It seems so ... so sordid ... and wrong!
Rita had been examining one of the brochures Paul had passed over to her. She looked up to ask, "Do they really have regular clubs ... fori swapping purposes ... ?" There was a tingle of arousal in her, as she considered som possibilities. God ... what would it b like ... to get as much ... sex as I wanted ... from two men ... or a lot of different men ... ? She shivered as the idea gained maturity in her mind, hardly hearing Paul's answer.
"Yes ... there're regular ... organized groups."
"Let's drop the subject!" It was Nora, who stood to her feet, glaring at her husband. "I don't want to hear any more ... about it!"
"Suit yourself ... " Paul was amiable. He brought back fresh drinks for all. "How'd you like to hear another record?"
"Okay!" Lee agreed.
"Wonderful!" Rita exploded. "Is it anything like the other one?"
"No ... it'll be more fun ... if you let it be a surprise!" Paul grinned, his hot, salacious look at Rita barely disguised.
"If it's another dirty one ... I don't want to hear it!" Nora turned to stalk from the room, indignantly.
"You can be a party-pooper ... if you want ... "Paul grunted, "but don't forget ... the Rims are our guests!"
The firm crispness of her husband's voice rurned her back to take her seat, again; besides, he was right. She would have been making a horrible mistake to leave ... on two counts: Good manners dictated that she stay ... And ... It'd be foolish to leave ... as long as Rita's around ... ! Especially ... with all this talk about ... sex! Ugh! She picked up her drink and sipped it.
"Carry on ... darling ... !" She was bitterly sarcastic.
Paul shot her a glowering look, went to the Hi-Fi console and put on the record he had promised them.
"Listen closely!" He warned. " ... Because, like I said before ... you'll never believe it ... at first!" "Goddamn it ... Nora's being her usual prudish self! But maybe this record'll loosen her up! I think both Rita and Lee ... are just about sold! He took his seat, quickly; he wanted to watch Rita's every reaction. Somehow, he knew that it wouldn't take much more to make her start climbing the walls.
The record began. All four listened, carefully. Paul, of course, had heard it, before but his anticipation was running high. He was curious and excited to know what the reaction would be to it.
A slow, rhythmic bongo-drum beat came softly through the speakers, gaining in intensity and volume then fading to become a background. There was a gasp of sharply indrawn breath, followed by deep throaty breathing that started to come faster and faster. Then, there was a slightly liquid sucking sound, accompanied by a rumbling thump at regular intervals, interspersed with a complaining squeak. Gradually, the tempo increased ...
Rita was first to recognize what it might be. She gasped aloud, "Paul ... is that really ... what I think it is ... ?"
"Well ... what do you think it is ... ?" he countered.
"Oh, God ... I'm not sure ... !" She listened, excitement rising in her, as she realized she had been right, for now, a woman's voice had murmured: "Oh ... that feels sooo gooooood!"
"Oh, no!"
"Is it ... real? A-Are they actually doing it ... on the record ... ?"
"Sshhh!" Lee hissed. "Let's listen!" He knew what it was, too! Christ! It's a recording,.. of two people fucking! He felt it begin ... unbidden. The contracting lift of his balls, first, then the surging, tumid growth ... as wild blood was pumped into his penis and trapped there.
Watching Rita Rim, closely, Paul saw her obvious discomfort, as she began to squirm on the couch. Her breath was a little jerky. The fullness of her breasts under her dress rose with her breath, fighting the material for release. He grinned to himself. Damn me ... if the record and the liquor isn't working! She's getting hot already! His cock was hard and ready inside his pants, and he could feel the slippery fluid exuding from its slitted head to be absorbed, wastefully, in the cloth of his shorts.
Nora was shocked almost beyond reason. It really is a recording ... of ... of somebody ... making love! It's all so realistic ... it couldn't be anything else! She didn't want to listen. Consciously, she tried to filter it jout ... but the persistently driving rhythm could not be ignored.
Now, coming clearly, through the speakers was the unmistakable sound of nakedly slapping flesh on flesh, and Nora could imagine the woman's upturned buttocks, her widespread legs cradling the man who was driving a huge penis deep up into her belly. Then suddenly, in spite of her conscious revulsion, she was aware of the rising itch of sexual arousal. Her vagina up between her legs was moist ... and she didn't want it. God! She didn't want to be aroused ... now ... with the Rims there! What kind of games is Paul playing ... He couldn't be serious ... about that ... horrible idea he was :liking about ... !?
Lee Rim shot a quick glance at his wife, Rita.
Her breathing was quickened, and he saw that her glazed eyes were locked on his friend, Paul Quinn. He followed her gaze to where Paul's pants were bulged out. There was a big cock hidden there, just waiting to be used. Instantly, Lee knew this was a solution! Hell ... it's one way ... at least! Rita's almost too much for me! I might as well be honest with myself ... she needs more than one man ... to keep her satisfied! ... And ... from the way she's looking at old Paul there ... she's about to make that decision for herself!
He switched his gaze to Nora Quinn. She was sitting there, primly ... but there was the slight telltale signs of uncontrolled breathing. Likewise, he thought he detected a slight, almost unconscious undulating movement of her hips ... And, then ... that leaves me ... and Nora! Paul keeps saying that she's a cold fish ... that he can't seem to get her aroused ... to the point where fucking her is any fun ... for him ... or her! ... But maybe he hasn't tried too hard ... Christ ... that'd be fun ... trying to find out what would make her fuck willingly! He began to watch her ... looking for a clue. Anyway ... this seems to be a watching and waiting game ... like we're all waiting for somebody else to make the first move!
Faster and faster, the tempo increased, the bongo-drums accenting the rhythm, sharply, and the speakers began to swell in volume, filling the living room with the obscene sounds. Suddenly, the woman's voice spoke, plainly, "Fuck me! Oh, God! Fuck me ... harder!" Then, the tempo increased. Faster and faster, the slapping sounds of naked flesh on naked flesh came through the stereo speakers ... and there was the ragged and raspy sound of labored breathing, as the anonymous couple drove toward their climax.
Then ... it was there. The woman screamed, "Oh, My God! FUUUUUCCCCCKKK MEEEE! AAAARRRRRDDDDAAAAAGGGGHHHH!"
Each person in the room, including Nora ... was vicariously there on that unseen bed as the unknown woman came wildly to a vagina bursting orgasm.
"Christ!" Lee spoke first. "That's almost too real!"
Rita leaned back against the arm of the couch, her legs stretched out ... and her own hand was stealing downward toward her pubic mound ... Her breathing was raspy in her throat ... and she moaned, "Oh ... ! I can't believe ... what it's doing to me!"
"Turn it off!" Nora demanded, her voice strident. "This is crazy ... absolutely insane!"
Paul didn't look at his wife. He was watching Rita and. Lee on the couch; he made no move to turn off the stereo, as the record continued, the woman now gasping, "God ... that was good ... !"
The tension in the room was almost unbearable. Nora saw that Rita's hand had tfolen down to the slightly curving rise of her own pubic mound ... and that her eyes were locked almost hypnotically on the throbbing bulge in Paul's pants. Paul, in turn, seemed oblivious of everything else ... except SRita ... Then, she realized that Lee Rim was staring at her, a salacious glow in his eyes. God ... what's going on? They can't really be thinking ... about ... about switching partners ...
No one spoke.
The record kept spinning. A different couple ... on another bed began to make love, the sound boosted, so that the slithering sounds of caressing hands were audible; then a man's voice came through the speakers, "Suck it ... good ... baby!" Against the background of the drums, there was the obscenely lewd sounds of a moistly sucking mouth.
"Goddamn ... that's unbelievable!" Lee groaned.
Paul knew it was time. It was now ... or never ...
"Well ... Lee ... what do you think? Do you want me to ... try to satisfy Rita ... for a change? She looks like she could use a good ride!"
Suddenly, Lee Rim realized that the burden of decision was going to be his. Christ ... I didn't figure on this!
"You mean ... switch wives for the night ... Paul?"
"Yeah ... that's what I had in mind ... and the way I figure it ... we're all sort of mismatched sexually! By what you've said ... I gather Rita wants more ... than you can give her ... and Nora's just the opposite with me ... I never can seem to get enough fucking from her ... so it makes sense doesn't it ... to get matched up ... ?"
It was impossible! Nora heard ... but couldn't believe. To her, it seemed as though her marriage ... the very sanctity of it was being bargained away ... and she was not even being asked.
"Paul! Wh-What are you saying ... ?
That's ... monstrous!"
Her husband turned his head, slightly, toward her, still keeping one eye on Rita. "I know exactly what I'm saying ... and it's nothing but the realistic truth!" He swiveled back to regard his friend, Lee. "What do you say to giving it a try?"
A quick agony of indecision knifed through Lee Rim. He frowned and his gray-green eyes looked out and around at them, almost painfully.
"Damn ... I don't know, Paul ... I think it's got to be agreeable to everybody! I can only speak for myself ... in a way ... and I'm for it ... if everybody else is ... " Lee knew he was hedging ... But God ... I don't want to make a decision like this ... if I say yes ... that's okay ... for Paul and Rita ... But what about Nora ... she's against it ... it seems ...
"I'll n-never agree ... to something like this! It's sordid ... and cheap!" Nora insisted. God! She had to stand her ground ... protect herself ... her marriage!
Rita had been following the conversation only partially. She was listening to the inner, sexual workings of her body ... and it was her body in control ... that spoke and acted for her. She knew what her body wanted: It was Paul's big cock! She flung herself down the couch toward her husband, her arms going tightly around him, holding him close.
"Lee ... darling ... " she choked, "you know how much I love you ... but all of a sudden ... this seems right ... for me ... for us! I want to ... try it ... and see if it'll ... "
A great, wracking sob burst from Nora's lips. She was on her feet, her face contorted with helpless anger.
"Not with m-my husband ... !" She was almost hysterical. Her wild eyes bored into her husband's. "Paul ... darling ... you really can't mean it ... ?" she sobbed.
His answer was quick and honest. "I most certainly do mean it ... every word of it!"
"Lee!" Rita, threatened. "I'll do it ... anyway ... whether you say it's okay ... or not!" She looked at Paul Quinn through her mounting passion and added, " ... That is ... if Paul wants to do it to me!"
"You know I do ... baby!" Paul declared.
"But ... what about Nora ... ?" Lee asked. "She's still ... against it!" He knew what he wanted, too ... but if they were going to go into this, he wanted it to be a clean swap. Hell ... it'd be no good ... unless Nora's ready and willing!
"She doesn't know what she wants!" Paul ground out. He was getting tired of waiting ... and talking. What he wanted was action!
"Then ... to hell with her!" Rita shot out. "I know what I want ... and I'm going to get it!"
The dark-haired wife of Lee Rim came off the couch, fast, crossing the short, intervening space to where Paul sat ... waiting. She went down to her knees in front of him, her trembling hands reaching out to his crotch. Swiftly, she worked the zipper of his fly, reached in and brought out his hardened, massive cock; then, holding it in her tiny hand, her fingers not able to encompass its girth, she claimed it for herself. "And ... here it is!" She threw down the challenge.
Wide-eyed, completely disbelieving what she saw, Nora gasped aloud, as she moved, cat-like, now, toward the other woman. She was ready to fight, physically, to preserve her marriage. "Why ... you ... !"
At that instant, Lee grabbed her, holding her tight, to keep her from attacking his wife.
"Let me go!" she wailed. "I'll scratch her eyes out!"
As he turned her, away, he grunted over his shoulder at Rita and Paul, "This is crazy ... and stupid ... but you two had better clear out of here!" Christ! There'll be no stopping them! They're like a pair of rutting animals ... and they'd be fucking each other in the middle of the floor ... right in front of us!
Rita scrambled to her feet and made for the hallway, leading to the bedroom wing of the house. Paul followed. Looking back, he told Lee, mournfully, feeling a twinge of conscience at leaving his friend in such a situation, while he went off to a bedroom ... to fuck that same friend's wife ... "Damnit ... Lee ... it wasn't supposed to work ... like this ... !"
"Get the hell out of here ... before I change my mind!" Lee growled.
"The little ... b-bitch!" Nora screamed. "She doesn't have any right ... to ... to my husband!"
Paul disappeared into the hallway after Rita, and Lee Rim gripped Paul's beautiful, blonde-haired wife by the shoulders and shook her, soundly. She was crying a full stream, now, hysterically.
"Listen, Nora!" he gritted. "We can't do anything to stop them! They would've been on the floor ... in about two minutes!"
Her sobs began to subside, and he led her to the couch, keeping her tight in his encircling arms, the long playing record was still going. Again, the sounds of wetly slapping flesh, the groan of the bed and the moans of the participants came through the speakers to them.
"W-Will you please turn that off ... Lee?" she asked.
"Yes ... if you really want me to ...
"I don't want to hear ... a-any more ot that awful thing!" she choked. "It's horrible!
Chapter Five
Rita Rim's husband asked with a grin, "Did it arouse you ... ?"
"N-No!" she lied.
"I was hoping it had, because you know what's going to happen ... don't you?"
She shook her head, negatively, forgetting, temporarily, the position she had been forced into, as her husband, Paul, and Lee's wife had gone off to occupy a bed, together.
"It's very simple! Your husband is fucking my wife ... and I'm going to ... fuck you!"
"N-No ... you can't! I-I won't let you!"
"You don't have a choice ... you know!" he said with firmness.
Lee took her, solidly, in his arms, his lips finding hers, soft and delectable, salty from her tears. He kissed her hard, his tongue forcing its way through the barrier of her lips and teeth, then darting inside her mouth to probe and savor. She tried to escape him, attempting to squirm her head aside ... to draw her head far back, but he followed, keeping his mouth tightly welded to hers. She wanted to scream. It was impossible. Futilely, she struggled in his arms, but he held her immobile and helpless.
The inexorable sounds of recorded sexual intercourse still came booming through the speakers, the increased tempo telling of another climax coming to the unseen couple. Nora couldn't help hearing it. She couldn't filter it out ... neither could she deny her building sexual arousal. It was there ... a reality in her! Sharp, searing sensations slashed, mercilessly, at her unwanting loins, and she could feel the warmth of the moisture that exuded from her pussy's readying walls.
Gradually, against her will, his lips and tongue ignited a slow fuse in her; it became erotic, the sexy sensations pervading her whole body, as now, his hands began to roam, caressingly, over her svelte curves. Then, one of his hands found the fullness of a mounding breast, and she felt the tiny, coral nipple come to erect hardness under his taunting fingers, through the fabrics of her clothing.
She was a mass of sensual feelings, now. It was true that she was angry ... hurt and jealous . . . because of Rita's actions ... practically stealing her husband from her; however, there was something else: Rita's exultant claim of Paul's hard penis ... the bold, wanton way she had done it was sexy in the extreme ... and she was a little envious of the other woman's honest approach to her needs ... Then ... there was that sex record, still dinning in her ears. She couldn't seem to escape it ... as the couple, whose sex act had been recorded, came to explosive orgasm, the woman, again, screaming out her release. Unconsciously, Nora was there with her, on that unseen bed ... and her own breath became jerky ... uncontrolled. All of it ... the jokes, the sex record ... the discussion about swapping, , the argument she had lost ... and now, Lee's voracious, deep-kissing tongue and mouth, his caressing hands all combined to throw a net over her ... and she was trapped in a seemingly unbreakable web of ecstatic sensations that coursed, chargingly, through her, promising her complete rapture. All she had to do was follow the dictates of her sexually aroused body ... But I can't ... let him ... just do it to me ... ! If I give in ... I'll be no better than Rita! She's shameless ... the little bitch!
There was a few moments of silence from the stereo console, as the automatic changer cycled, and the record began over, again, at the beginning. Oh, that horrid record ... it's starting, again! The sounds beat against her ... and became a part of her. She was that unknown, unseen woman, who lay beneath a man, taking his cock deep into her cunt ... while sound engineers made a recording of all that transpired ...
Then, she was kissing Lee Rim back; her tongue was a live snake in his mouth, as she darted it between his lips, now, to search, probingly, savoring the sweet-sour taste of his mouth. She began to relax into his arms, and her tongue flicked in and out of his mouth in subconscious signal to him of her readiness, as uncontrollably, her desire flamed higher and higher, with each passing moment.
Her high-held principles ... all the things she had believed in, were being wrenched out of place, as her body began to dominate her completely.
Maneuvering her body around, Lee laid her down on the couch. He looked down at her and hissed, "You're changing your mind ... after all, I see ... !"
She looked around, surprised to find herself stretched out, on her back, with Lee looking down at her with lewd anticipation.
"No ... oh, no ... let me up!" She struggled to rise.
"You know ... maybe Paul's right ... " he smiled crookedly at her, "you don't know what you want! Maybe ... it's time you got the full treatment!" He pushed her back down onto the couch, none too gently. " ... And we'll start by getting your clothes off! They get in the way!"
"N-No ... I won't ... !"
"Then ... I'll just have to rip them off!" He said it mildly enough, but there was a certain steely quality in his voice that stopped further objection.
She tried, once again. "You ... wouldn't ... ?"
"Try me ... and see ... !" He reached for the front of her dress.
"I'll ... d-do it ... " she choked, shrinking away from him.
Lee Rim chortled to himself. Damn! It's working! He had only played a role, and she, somehow, had believed that he meant it! Maybe ... that's what she's needed all along ... somebody to dominate her ... and just not physically ... her mind has to be directed ... too!
Docilely, she submitted to being undressed, her garments coming off, one by one, until she was completely naked, her beautiful body exposed, to his lewdly avid gaze.
"Damn me ... you're absolutely luscious!" His eyes roamed over her, almost raping her. Then, he ordered. "You can' get my clothes off ... now!"
Nora hastened to obey. She didn't know why she was doing his bidding ... but there was something in his masterful way he went about it. Somehow, it excited her ... made her want to do it ... and all the while, in the background, persistently, was the record spinning on the stereo console, its sounds of raw sex seeming to permeate her whole consciousness.
Now, only his shorts remained, and she hesitated, her eyes locked, staringly, at the huge bulge in them. She didn't want to take that final step toward releasing his penis; it meant she was just that much closer to the time he would ... Oh, God! She didn't want to think about it ... as momentarily, her rational mind functioned, again. What am I-I doing .. ?
"Strip my shorts off ... too!" he told her firmly.
She did it!
Her eyes widened in disbelief. She knew her husband, Paul, had a big one ... long and thick, but Lee's lanced out massive and solid from his lean belly ... longer and thicker, yet! His hand went down to it to stroke back the heavy foreskin, revealing the shiny, blood-filled head.
"You'll know you've been fucked ... when I shove this in your tight, little cunt ... !" he taunted.
"Oh ... !" she gasped. "No!"
Nora knew she was trapped. There didn't seem to be any way out for her. In a few minutes (as she visualized it), Lee would be on top of her, kissing, biting, fondling, caressing ... and shoving that monstrous thing into her, as she lay under him, helpless ... defenseless ... but she would resist him, every step of the way. He could do what he wanted to do with her ... but she wouldn't have to like it! It was her last vestige of rational thought.
She had never been so wrong!
The completely unexpected happened! Lee hadn't planned it ... or even thought about it; he did it on the spur of the moment ... and Nora was caught by surprise.
Standing on the stereo console was a vase in which there was a clutch of vari-colored, fluffy, decorative feathers. He removed one, held it in his hand behind him and came back to the couch.
"Lie down ... and relax, doll!" he told her. "Your treatment's about to begin!"
She obeyed, keeping her thighs clamped tightly together.
Then, her body jerked, involuntarily, at the light, tickling touch of something that moved, inch by tormenting inch, up the smooth, sensitive groove, between her tight-pressed thighs. She gaped down to see that Lee held a bright red feather in his hand. It was that she had felt.
He grinned down at her, lewdly, as he continued to tease her with the soft, curling tip of it, dragging it ever so slowly along the ivory columns of her trembling thighs. Instinctively, one of her hands darted to her genitals to protect them. She knew, instantly, the havoc that feather would play with her. If it ever touched her there ... My God!
"I thought you'd like something different!" he growled, catching her hand and holding it away from his target in his own strong-fingered hand.
"It's like a ... torture!" she moaned. "Please ... d-don't do it ... to me!"
"Not really ... it'll be more like rapture ... so you might as well enjoy it!" he asserted. "Now ... open your legs!"
"No! I-I won't ... let you ... use that ... on me!"
"Oh! You like things the hard way ... then?!"
Lee released her hand, and with both his hands on her knees, he forced her legs wide apart, forcefully ... rather enjoying the hard, cave-man role in which he had cast himself.
"Okay ... you little bitch! If that's what you want ... to be forced ... I'll force you! You're going to get fucked so hard ... you'll remember it ... from now on!"
Holding her quivering, softly smooth thighs apart with one hand, he began, again, to titillate her naked flesh with the tormenting feather. Nora moaned in humiliation, as a feeling of helplessness overcame her. She clapped her hands over her face, covering her eyes, to shield herself from having to watch, as she was so ashamed of what was happening to her.
Nora groaned aloud as the tantalizingly light edges of the feather in his hands traced tiny circles on the satiny, sensitive skin of her inner thighs, going, briefly, into the hollows on either side of her delicate, fleshy cunt lips. She wanted to scream in objection to the tormentingly erotic torture he was committing ... but Lee's seemingly sudden change to meanness and dominating "force frightened her. She didn't want him to become violent! He might hurt her! She stifled the scream as it was born in her throat. Oh! OOOoooh! My God!
If he had just crawled on top of her ... and started pounding his big cock into her, she could have coped with it;.. by denying it ... denying herself ... but the feather! That was something else ... and he had hardly touched her, otherwise ... . yet, her rising passion spiraled ... out of her control.
The feather, in his hand, moved, relentlessly, and now it was going into the pulsating, coraline furrow of her pussy, until it was between the golden, softly hair-ringed lips of her cunt. She gasped, involuntarily, as it generated powerful, electric sensations that arced, flashingly, in her unwanting loins. , He twisted the fluffiness of the feather around and around, dipping it every now and then between the throbbing, inner petals, which had begun to flower open with the engorgement-of trapped blood; as he watched, he saw them quiver with excitement and begin to turn to an even darker hue of purplish pink. Her body cringed and shivered with lewd excitement ... and she tried to screw her hips down into the soft cushions of the couch to escape it. Never ... never had she experienced such a lewd, sexy ... sensually exciting sensation! OOOOooooh! That feather ... ! He'll drive me ... cr-crazy ... with it!
Panting, now, in short, sharp gasps, she could feel it, clearly, as he thrust it, twirlingly, in and out of her sensate cuntal passage, igniting ecstatic fires of desire she had never known. The sensations leaped and flared in her nerve endings like a forest fire, racing out of control before a gale-force wind, destroying everything in its path. She was sure that the innocent feather he wielded was a devastatingly destructive tool of cruel torture ... and that it would be the source of her complete moral collapse. Then ... there'll be nothing left!
She tried to fight back against the rising tide of excitement in her loins, attempting to deny the existence of the rapture she was feeling ... just as she had learned to deny the presence of a rapacious cock plundering her cunt.
But she was helpless in the face of that relentless feather. Unconsciously, uncontrollably, her hips began to undulate under her, inscribing tiny, lewd circles of salacious desire. Suddenly, she became acutely aware of the heated moisture in her cunt. Viscid fluids exuded, copiously, from the readying walls of her vagina, oozing in droplets of moist slipperiness into the pink, throbbing slit of her womanhood. Nature had prepared her, generously, for the entrance of a long and thick, ecstasy-producing cock ... one not her husband's but his best friend's ... No! God no! I don't want that! I-I can't go through with this! It's horrible ... insane!
"Oh, My God ... Lee! P-Please! I can't stand ... any more! Pleeeeeeaaasse!" she begged in utter humiliation.
But, Lee wouldn't stop ... yet; he twirled the feather farther up through the furrow of her cringing cunt, the teasing tip of it sliding, finally, upward through the sparse, golden ring of pubic hair to the erect, throbbing clitoris that peeped out from its protective crevice of flesh. He brushed it, tormentingly, up and down the short length of -the miniature phallus, concentrating on the sensitive triangle of its tumescent head.
Again, Nora choked back a scream ... but this time it was a scream of utter rapture she stifled. No! She wouldn't allow him the pleasure of knowing ... that he had won ... that he had subjugated her with a tiny, insignificant fluff of a dyed feather!
It played there for only a few moments, then as quickly as it had come to her nerve-rich clitoris, the lust-inciting feather was gone, and she felt it dragging, lightly, up through the silky, softly curling golden hair of her genital triangle, on up across her abdomen and over her flat belly to dip, twirlingly, playfully, into her navel. Then, reversing itself, it moved out on a diagonal to the hollow of a groin. With a broad sweep, it was suddenly on her breasts, orbiting them in a figure-eight pattern that grew smaller and smaller as it moved up the mounding contours of her smooth, white breasts ... up and up to the crowning cones of her cameo-pink, erectile nipples. Oh! OOOooohhh ... that feels so good ... but I won't be able ... to hold out. much longer ... or I'll go mad! God ... why doesn't he just shove his big ... cock in me ... and start fucking me with it? Then, she realized what she had thought. She had never, consciously, spoken those words, before ... even to herself ... but they had come, readily, to her mind ... just now! Why ... Why ... did I do ... that? I've never ...
Mewlings and whimperings of fully unleashed desire began to come from her lips, in an unceasing stream of unintelligible throat-sounds, as the feather in Lee's hand, still damp from the moistness of her cunt, spun in ever smaller circles, until it revolved around only one of her hardened nipples, playing on the areola, first, then on the pink, erect column of the nipple itself. Her breasts tingled and swelled with the lascivious sensations that burned in them ... seeming to spread, warmly, through her whole body.
Her shame and humiliation was almost too much to bear. There was yet another feeble attempt to fight against what was happening to her, as her mind issued a warning ... but it was too late. Her body had won; its wants and desires had triumphed over her reasoning mind ... and she moved her shoulders to jiggle her breasts, lewdly, against the tantalizing torment of the feather. She wanted more and more of it. The battle was lost! The question really was: who would win the war?
Even as she fought against it, expending the last of her reasoning mind's ammunition, she was aware of the painfully throbbing ache in her loins ... an ache that she knew, now, had only one cure. The moisture there in her cunt made her even more expectant, anticipation rising, excitedly, as she thought of the relief that would be hers in the thrusting plunges of Lee's lust-hardened cock. Every fibre of her being was screaming for fulfillment ... for release in a soaringly complete orgasm. There was no question in her mind, at that point, as to whether he would fuck her or not. She wanted him to do it ... and the sooner the better!
Pride, self-respect and reason had battled, ineffectually to gain control of her sensuously writhing body ... and had lost; now, she was forced to see herself as she really was. The image she had finally drawn was of a young, middle-class housewife, starved for love ... for sex, without knowing it, because she denied her own sensual, vibrant body its true sexuality ... a body that wanted love and life but never exposed to either. Then she was catapaulted, suddenly, into a situation with which she couldn't cope ... and before she knew what was happening to her, she had been thrown into the arms of her husband's best friend ...
Now ... she lay on her own couch ... while a feather in Lee Rim's hand was teasing, sensually, at the taut nipples of her full, swelling breasts, a slave to him ... to her building passions. He was torturing her, erotically, arousing her to full sexual response, subjugating her to his will as lewdly obscene fires flamed in her loins.
She had fought it ... but her mind had deserted the field, leaving her body the victor. So ... why struggle ... against a gift freely given ... the gift of wanton, uninhibited sex pleasure? Come! Enjoy to the fullest, she was bidden ... and suddenly she realized the foolishness of further struggle. The rewards for not struggling were the greater!
Caressingly, her hands drifted to the magnificently sculpted mounds of her breasts; not knowing why, she cupped them upward, kneading and massaging and involuntarily pressing their beautiful firm ripeness upward from her quivering body, offering the demanding flesh to be taunted and tantalized with yet more of the lewd, exciting sensations to which she thrilled. Her erect, sensitive nipples throbbed with delight ... wanting more and more ... of everything!
As Nora's confused mind retreated, releasing her body from conscious control ... liberating her to the total, depraved enjoyment of the sensual yearnings of her love-starved body, she was disappointed to feel the taunting tip of the feather leave her throbbing, aching breasts ... but it was a short-lived frustration, as she felt it trace a sensuous path down through the gently perspiring valley between the white, full mounds of her breasts. It moved, inexorably downward, down, down, and down, until it arrived, again, at the pulsatingly expectant furrow of her cunt.
She gasped with sheer rapture, as it brushed, lightly, through the golden curls of her pubic triangle, pausing, momentarily, to pirouette up and down the short length of her hotly pulsating clitoris. She almost screamed with frustration when it didn't stay there; instead it danced on down to the moist, palpitating portal of her cunt, where it probed, in and out, experimentally. With uncontrolled abandon, her hips undulated her loins against the curling, fluffy tip of the feather ... and she was sure that there was nothing in the world to equal the fiery, slashing sensations it produced ... until it moved on ... down farther, to run in tight circles around the brown, nakedly exposed ring of her anus! Her full, rounded buttocks jerked convulsively, as the tip of the feather nestled in against the clasping, rubbery flesh of her rear passage.
"OOOOOOoooooohhhh!" she moaned, ecstatically. The sensations the feather produced were unbelievable. "Oh, God! Stop! Lee ... please ... stop! I-I can't take any more of it!"
Lee paid no attention. He crouched over her loins plying the red feather, watching as she raised her hips up to it, her anus, seemingly, wanting to claim the teasing feather for its own. Goddamn! She's really getting hot ... ! Almost hot enough to fuck! ... I can hardly wait to get my cock into that cute little cunt ... but I want to make sure she's ready ... for anything ... !
His big cock throbbed, achingly, and he was aware that it had been jerking, spasmodically, squeezing a tiny rivulet of clear, viscous lubricant from the slitted tip. It wasn't necessary to hold her legs apart, now, as she was spreading them wider, herself, her loins searching upward, undulantly, for the feather in his hand.
It was her brain, feeling the overload, that craved release from the torment, demanding relief of the frustration of an ecstasy sustained for too long a time ... but her lust-crazed body demanded more and yet more of the erotically sadistic tantalization of her loins.
Letting go of her legs, Lee reached down with his free hand to grasp the shaft of his throbbing cock. He milked the foreskin back, revealing the purplish, lust-inflated cock-head. With his thumb, he spread the viscid lubricant over the broad tip ... while his other hand kept the feather moving, as he searched out her clitoris, again. Her super-charged nerves could take no more of it.
"Stop! OOooh, God ... STOP! S-T-O-P!!" she screamed. "No more ... please? NO MORE!!!"
"Do you want me to ... fuck you ... now?" he asked with a chuckle.
"Y-Yes ... oh yes ... please! I'll do a-anything ... you want ... but please ... I-I can't take any more ... of that feather!" Nora moaned.
Lee grinned his satisfaction. She is ready ... to do anything ... everything, now! I can do whatever I want to to her ... and she wouldn't object!
The agonizing torment was suddenly gone from her frustrated cunt, leaving her breathless ... and she slowly relaxed down into the cushions of the couch feeling a flooding sense of relief that it was all over ... finally. The sadistically teasing feather had raised her to the highest pitch of sexual excitement she had ever experienced ... now she began to wallow in a depressing sense of shame, as she realized that in her desperation she had told Lee that he could do anything he wanted to her. God! I've crossed ... completely, to the other side ... I-I actually agreed to ... to let him ... my husband's best friend ... fuck me! And, that's what I really want! I want him to shove that beautifully hard cock of his ... in my cunt ... and fuck me ... ! And this time, she was somehow no longer horrified ... as she thought of it in basic terms.
Lee tossed the feather aside; it had served its purpose!
"But, you did like it ... didn't you?"
"Like it ... ?! It was horrible ... frustrating!" she moaned in complaint.
"So ... now you're ready ... for anything ... and I've just decided not to fuck you ... yet!"
A bombshell of disappointment and frustration exploded inside her. After all this ... he's not going to .,. fuck me! Oh ... no! He can't mean it!
Nora groaned aloud, and she ground her hips, undulantly under her. "I-I can't wait ... any longer, Lee, darling! I've got to have it ... now!"
"Not yet, doll! I told you that I was going to give you the full treatment ... remember? Well ... the best part's yet to come!" His lewd smile spread across his face as he anticipated his next humiliating ... degrading act.
Standing to his feet, suddenly, he grasped her ankles and hauled her, bodily, down the couch, until her hips rested on the low, sloping arm. As he positioned her, he grunted, "Grab that throw pillow and put it under the small of your back!"
She did his bidding, quickly.
Then, he knelt at the end of the couch, his head dropping down, until it hung just above her softly pulsing vaginal opening. Grasping the under sides of her knees, he spread her thighs wide and draped her knees up over his shoulders. Damn! He'd never seen a cuter, tighter ... or lovelier little pussy. Avidly, he gaped down at the pink, narrow slit. Viscous moisture oozed in tiny rivulets from her open cunt lips. God! She's more than ready!
Nora looked down at him, through the narrow valley of her full, mounding breasts, her eyes crazed with a lust she had never known. She could feel the palms of his hands, hot against the quivering, tender flesh of her inner thighs, as he held them wide apart.
Suddenly, she knew his intentions ... and she wanted it ... too! She had the insane desire to open her legs even wider, to allow him full access to her throbbing pussy. After the agony of the feather ... to be licked there ... would be a piece of pure heaven. It's crazy! Everything's turned upside down! To think ... I've never let my own husband do it ... and now I'm ready ... and willing ... to let Lee ... I-lick me ... or suck me ... or whatever he wants to do!
Watching him, she felt a fascination tinged with exultant anticipation ... and a small dash of horror. She was actually going to let him do it! Her mind had still not accepted the treason of her body. Everything she had believed in was being destroyed. Slowly, Lee Rim's sandy-blond head came down over the golden-haired mound of her loins ... and she moaned with the ecstasy of her joyful anticipation. She wanted it! God! How badly she wanted it!
"AAAaaauuuuugggh!" she moaned, and her body jerked, uncontrollably, as his moist, heated lips made searing contact with her hotly pulsating vaginal orifice. Images were blurred ... sounds were muffled ... and her heart pounded out of control, as he planted lewd, moist kisses on the tingling opening of her sensation-filled cunt.
Still playing on the stereo was the record Paul had started. The second couple was on, now, and the man's recorded voice had just ordered the woman to suck his cock. Dimly, Nora thought about it: OOooh ... I wonder ... if Lee's full treatment ... means he'll make me do that ... suck on his ... his cock? Somehow, the prospect of it was almost attractive. Oh God, I couldn't do that! Then, she forgot it, as she became totally involved with what was happening to her ... there ... down below ... between her open legs ... where Lee's mouth was causing all those wonderful sensations ...
Her own hands moved with sensual knowledge up over the twin mounds of her swelling, white breasts, her fingers teasing the erect, throbbing nipples, for a moment, before they slipped, slowly, down over the flat plane of her belly, coming to rest, at last, in her groin, on either side of Lee's slaving mouth.
Caressingly, her fingers stroked herself there, from the flexing hollows of her inner thighs upward to the fleshy, hair-ringed lips of her sensate piissy, kneading and massaging all around them ... until she could wait no longer. Slowly, then, wanting more than anything else in the world to do it, she spread the pink, moist lips of her cunt with her fingertips, pulling them to either side to allow his voracious mouth the complete liberty of her most secret being. It was something she felt she had to do! She wanted to give all of herself ... to him ... now! ... And ... she wanted everything ... in return!
She was moaning, incessantly, with desire. She pressed her elbows in tight to her ribs as she reached down to pull her cunt's lips apart for him. Her blonde hair was in moist disarray, her head flailing from side to side, helplessly. She experienced unbridled rapture, as his agile, searing tongue darted out, its soft tip searching for her palpitant clitoris. Tantalizingly, she felt his lips suck the tiny, erectile bud into his mouth, while his tongue licked at it maddeningly ... without let-up ... no mercy. Unashamedly, now, she groaned out her ecstatic pleasure, mewling and purling with each new searching exploration of his tongue on her overheated cunt. Slowly, he worked his mouth up and down the narrow length of her moist, sex-hungry furrow, starting at her lower belly and moving with steady, licking pressure on down to the flowered out opening of her hungrily clasping vagina. He stabbed his long tongue into her and moved it in circles just inside the thin, vertical mouth, for several long moments, before it traveled down, again ... down into the crease of her hollowing buttocks, stopping to probe, teasingly, at the tight puckered ring of her anus. Her hips ground, wildly, into his face, begging for more of the same.
"Oh! OOoohh! OOOooohhh! Myyyyy Gooooooddd!" she moaned. "Don't ... do ... that ... to meeeee!"
Nora's constant moans only drove his tongue faster and faster. He wanted her begging to be fucked ... when he was ready to shove his big, aching cock into her. She was already more than ready, he knew ... and he wanted her that way ... practically ready to cum; then, he would be able to bring her to a multiple orgasm. He liked it that way! She will ... too!
Suddenly she reached out to entangle her fingers in Lee's sandy-blond mop of hair, guiding his mouth directly to the palpitating portal of her cuntal passage. She pulled him in tight between her widespread thighs, in close contact.
Obligingly, he plunged his long tongue into the moist, heated vaginal opening, flicking his tongue in and out, then withdrawing it to trace, erotically, around the ragged, coraline edges.
With lust-crazed strangth, she pulled him in closer, yet, pressing his mouth tight to the throbbing, demanding hole. His lips ovaled to cover the clasping, palpitant orifice, and his tongue began to thrust deeply into her in imitation of a fucking cock. A low, animal-like moan came from deep in her heaving chest, as her warm, trembling thighs closed, convulsively around either side of his head.
He could feel the moist, satiny flesh of the walls of her cunt as they slipped, moistly, around his extended tongue, and the lining tissues of her vagina seemed to clasp and unclasp in a tiny, sucking action of its own, as though her cunt were attempting to pull his lingual member deeper and deeper into its moist, warm depths. Her heels dug in hard against his crouching back to push him down harder into the fleshy "V" of her wide-splayed thighs. Christ! He could just barely breathe! His nose was mashed tight to the erectly quivering bud of her clitoris, above, and his tongue, below, drove into her, wildly. Goddamn! It was inciting his cock to a throbbing hardness that told him he couldn't wait much longer, himself. Never before had he been able to hold himself back this long. He had to get into her pretty soon ... or he would be spewing his spunk all over the whole damned place!
Paul's wife's body was lost ... consumed in the fires of her desire that raged, sensuously, in her. Every fiber of her being was attuned to the sex-sensations that arced, blindingly, flashingly across her nerve endings ... And her muscles strained and tensed, as she shoved her hips, undulantly, up toward the excitation of the maddening probing of his tongue into her demanding cunt. It was magnificent! It was beautiful beyond compare ... beyond her wildest imagination. It was from out of this world: First, the tantalizing feather ... and now, his licking tongue ... his sucking mouth was bringing her sex-pleasure she had never known existed.
Uncontrollably, Nora writhed and squirmed under the insanely licking tongue of Lee Rim, until she thought she would go mad from the sheer ecstasy he was inciting in her love-starved cunt. Her heart was a run-away trip-hammer in her chest, pounding there beneath her breasts, as she watched him, her fingers laced behind his head, now, trying to pull the ecstatic torment of his tongue even deeper into her flowered-open vaginal orifice.
God! It had gone on and on ... for too long ... and she hoped it would never stop. Suddenly, it did. She looked down at Lee in surprise, as he pushed himself back and away from her, breaking the grip of her hands laced across the back of his head.
"Okay! Honey, I'm ready to fuck you!" It was a statement of fact.
For Nora, it was her moment of truth. She had known it was going to happen ... that it had to happen ... but now, was the time; it had arrived, and there was a fragment of reserve resistance left to her. She lay there as if paralyzed, her eyes staring at him, trying to understand, as his obscene statement ricocheted, s excitingly, inside her skull. There had to be one shred of her integrity left her!
"C-Can't you just keep licking m-me ... ?" she suggested.
"No! You're going to take my cock in your cunt ... now!" Lee said firmly, standing to his feet and coming over her, where she lay with her hips elevated on the arm of the couch, his hips sliding into the acute angle of her thighs. "So ... take it in your hand ... and put it in that hot, little pussy of yours!"
She groaned at what she thought was the final degradation. Her body quaked with both need and shame ... but her hand reached out, in uncontrolled obedience to his words, to pause only an inch away. She stared in dismay at the monstrous shaft of hardened flesh, the cock-head fiery red and glistening ... and she balked, her head shaking, her unwillingness to go that final distance.
"Do it ... Goddamn it! Take my cock in your hand and put it in ... now!" he roared. "OOoohh ... God!" she moaned. "I can't!" "Now ... I said!" She did it!
Her hand grasped Lee's long and thick cock, and she guided it to the moist, throbbing hole of her cunt, using the bulbous cock-head to part the full, fleshy lips of her pussy. She reeled with both fear and anticipation.
Flexing his hips, as he stood leaning over her, Lee drove his aching cock straight into her with one long, slithering thrust. It gored into her with the force of a rutting bull.
"AAAAAaaaaaaoooooouuuuuugggh!" Nora screamed, as his thick, blood-engorged prick speared up into the tight, resilient sheath of her pint, the full length and breadth of it racing far up into her belly, until she felt his heavy, sperm-laden balls, smack, heavily, up against the soft, upturned cheeks of her fear-clenched buttocks. Oh ... God! He's bigger than I-l thought! A lot bigger than Paul ... ! She didn't dare move. He might split her in two with it! He had stuffed her full of cock ... and her vagina felt raw from the brutal force of his entry. She thought she could feel every wrinkle in the surface skin of his massive cock as it lay sunk deep in her belly like an unpeeled log.
For a moment, he held it in her, immobile, as his breath came raspy in his throat; then, deep inside her, he flexed it hard, his cock lurching deeper into her another fraction of an inch.
He held himself above her, not moving yet, as Paul's wife began to mewl, helplessly, beneath him, and he asked her, "Do you want me ... to fuck you ... now?"
"Oh, God ... y-yes! I've waited so long ... !"
Nora stared up at him in utter disbelief. This was the final humiliation, then! Her hips were already grinding up to him, wanting his big cock to start pounding in and out of her ... but he was withholding it ... making her beg for it!
"Please ... do it ... to me ... Lee!" she pleaded.
"Not that way! Ask me to fuck you!" he ordered.
She wanted it ... needed it! Nothing else mattered ... now!
"OOoohh! Y-yes! I-I want you ... to fuck me, Lee! Please ... fuck me! I've got to have your cock in my cunt ... fucking me ... now!" she moaned, feeling herself completely subjugated. There was nothing left ... no pride ... no morals, nothing but the thick pulsing cock of Lee Rim sunk deep up inside her now hungrily demanding vagina.
As he began to rock above her, using short smooth strokes, Nora's body reacted of its own free will. Her complete surrender to the lewd pleasures of sex caused further thrills of salacious excitement to spiral the length of her body, from the tips of her toes to the crown of golden hair on her head; then, as she felt the easy tempo of his thrusting cock, she moaned wetly up into his mouth and ground her buttocks hotly up to him, countering him, fucking him back, with all her strength. Her lovely face was contorted with the sweet agony of her passion, as wantonly, she tried to give back as much as she was getting.
Suddenly, her body convulsed, and she began to climax. Waves of spasmodic ecstasy swept over her, and she lay quietly, under him, as he continued to plunge in and out of her.
"AAAAAAaaaaaauuuuuugggggghhhhhh!" she screamed. "I'm cuuuummmmmmmmiiiii nnnnngggg!"
Lee grinned with satisfaction. "That's the first one!" he grpnted, increasing his pace and the length of his stroke. " ... But, I'm just going to keep on ... fucking you ... and you'll just keep cumming!"
Then, he began to slam his cock into her with demon force, goring her with it and showing no mercy, tie was drawing his thick, heavy shaft out of her, almost all the way, then shoving it home in the moist sheath of her cunt, until his bloated balls smacked up hard against the sensitive, puckered orifice of her anus, in the crevice between her hollowing buttocks. His testicles ached with the mounting pressure ... the need to cum, and his head was light and dizzy with ever-increasing lust. Christ, I've got to cum ... pretty soon!
He searched for one more erotically inciting thing to do to her. He had to do something to make her cum one more time, at least ... before he came himself. He found it. She'll get almost the full treatment!
Slipping his hand down over the smooth skin of her lasciviously gyrating buttocks, he used his finger to search out the tiny, crinkled hole that nestled there, unprotected. He felt the sharp intake of her breath and the involuntary jerk of her loins, as he found it, his finger circling it, teasingly. Moistening his finger in the rivulet of warm, viscous fluid that seeped from her cuntal opening, he taunted her tiny, sensitive rectal , mouth, sadistically, before making his move.
"Now ... I'm going to shove my finger in your asshole!" he grunted, hoarsely.
Nora had already divined his intentions. She struggled with her breathing, as vibrant, ecstatic sensations were born in her anew ... and she wanted it. She wanted to be subjected to his every lewdly vile whim. The very thought of it caused her to shiver with delight.
"OOOOOooooooh, Y-Yesssssssss! I want it! I want you to shove your finger in me ... there!"
"Where? Goddamn it! Where do you want it?"
"I-In my ... asshole!" she trembled.
Her body, after that first orgasm, had descended to a lower level of arousal ... but now, prurient sensations soared in her, again ... and she knew that she would be able to cum, again! Never would she have thought it possible!
Her head screamed with lustful exhilaration, as she accepted his final degrading act.,.. and his hardened, aching cock felt as though I would explode, before he ever squirted his curr into her cunt. With unnatural, mounting excitement, his finger fumbled, thrustingly, at the tight puckered ring of her anus, before he found it and pushed his finger into it, brutally ... recklessly, feeling the soft, spongy walls give way rubberily before his assault. His finger had gone deep into her rectum, clear to the palm of his hand, in one forceful thrust.
"OOOOOoooooohhhhh!" Nora gasped, painfully, as she was skewered by his finger and pounded, mercilessly, by his rampaging cock.
Goddamn! He'd never had a fuck like this one! He was stimulated beyond all reason, his cock seeming to expand and grow harder with each passing moment. As she forced her heated cunt up and down his jack-hammering shaft, he rotated his finger in her back passage, then began to move it in and out in concert with his thundering cock.
Beneath him, she moaned almost incessantly. Never had she felt such exquisite pleasure-pain in her whole life. Pain seemed to permeate her whole rectum from his finger moving inside the deep, rubbery warmth of it ... even as unbelievable rapture filled her belly. Then, the painful agony of his rectal entrance began to lessen, as she adjusted to its obscene presence, which suddenly added to the rapturous pleasure spiraling through her. She lifted her loins, undulantly, attempting to screw her throbbing anus back onto his finger, at the same time as she tried to absorb all of his wonderful cock into her pulsating, demanding cuntal sheath.
Lee could barely contain his lust any longer. His balls ached with his need to cum, and he rammed into her upthrust pussy with insane fury. She had accepted his hotly worming finger in her back passage with-delight. He grinned, lewdly, as suddenly, he pulled his finger out, and instantly, thrust in two fingers, together. She screamed beneath him. That's what he wanted! He squirmed both fingers around deep inside the warm, spongy depths of her rectum, feeling his own cock plunging in and out of her through the thin tissues separating the twin passages of her loins. Slowly, then her first whimpers of pain subsided to be replaced by mewling moans of pure pleasure, as her rear entrance became accustomed to the lewd, unnatural invasion there.
She had never known such insane ecstasy before, and now Nora began writhing and squealing in outright, wanton abandon under his double ravishment. She was so wild with desire she thought her mind would snap.
Lee Rim, pounding into his best friend's wife, had reached the point where he feared he would go mad ... if he couldn't cum ... soon! God! It had to be ..: now! He looked down to where his big cock was slipping smoothly in and out of her delectable cunt, concentrating his mind on the feel of the soft, hair-lined folds of her clasping passage as it seemed to cling to his furiously rampaging prick that was thrusting into her with pile-driving force.
Desperately, he tried to think of something else he could do to her ... something that would humiliate and subjugate her even more ... and at the same time spur him on to completion. He couldn't think of anything to do ... unless they stopped. Hell ... there's no stopping now ... come hell or highwater! ... So, he snaked a hand down between them to the lips of her cunt and fondled them, bringing forth further moans from her, and he could feel the clutching muscles of her vagina as it sucked and massaged around the base of his steel-hard cock in its voracious desire to swallow all of his outsize length and breadth.
With superhuman effort he tried to increase the tempo and deepen his jack-hammer thrusts, as she writhed and squirmed, wildly, beneath him, grinding up at his cock with feral, rutting energy, her legs jerking out to the side, her toes curling ... and he knew that she would come to her second orgasm ... soon!
Harder and harder, he buffetted her, suddenly pulling his fingers from her back passage with a moist, obscene hissing sound. He came down on her, pressing her knees back, brutally, to bring the table of her magnificent loins higher and wider open to his almost inhuman plunges into her completely flowered open cunt. Damn! No woman's ever taken all ofme ... like she is!
"Oh! OOoohh! oooooOOOOO hhhhhHHHHH!" Nora began to chant under him, her lovely face contorted with the intensity of her wild passion.
Lee groaned and grunted, grinding hard and deep, in his effort to ram his giant staff as far into her as was humanly possible. His cock ached for quick release. Now! Now! Now! Beneath him he watched, as her breasts heaved and quivered, seeming to swell before his eyes, the nipples coning out into hard pink buds, drops of perspiration forming on her breasts to trickle into the valley between ... and there was a pink blush of passion on her alabaster breasts.
... Then, suddenly, she was screaming, under him, as her body convulsed in orgasm for the second time.
"OOOoooooh ... My ... God!" Her voice had an other-worldly quality of unreality. "I IIII IFmmmmmm cuuummmmmmmiiigggg ... again! AAAAaaaaaaauuuuugggghhhhh!"
Deeper and faster, he pounded his cock into the moist depths of her cunt, using all of his strength ... and he felt her lurch under him and begin to spasm, wildly, the walls of her clinging, clasping pussy milking at his cock's head, feverishly, her breath coming in raspy, short gasps.
He sensed the beginning of his ejaculation. The burning stream racing the full length of his cock to spew far up into the deep recesses of her vaginal vault, bringing him an almost never-ending, sweet ecstasy, as she ground her cunt up tight to him to absorb his length completely.
Nora moaned aloud with her rapture. Her thighs quivered, and her belly quaked with the sheer pleasure he emptied, spurtingly, into her, filling the tightness of her hotly constricting belly to the brim. She had never known that such joy ever existed. She let her legs fall limp, shamelessly, as the euphoric waves of her release flooded through her body relaxing all of the built-up tension. I-I came ... twice ...
Now, suddenly ... all of the shame ... the humiliation was second in her thoughts. She had been fucked ... and fucked good ... by a man who was not her husband ... and she had loved it!
Lee Rim collapsed on top of her with a moan of satisfaction. "God ... that was good!"
Nora agreed: Yes ... it was out of this world! ... But what ... now? She didn't know. He raised his head, slightly, and asked, "How'd you like it ... doll?"
"I-I liked it., .fine ... Lee ... " she murmured.
"This swapping thing's going to be a lot ol fun!"
"Oh, God ... I-I don't think I could ... "
"Could what ... ?"
"Doit ... again!"
"I wouldn't give odds on it!" Lee laughed. "Now that you've really learned to fuck ... to really respond to a man ... you'll be changing your mind ... about that!"
"I doubt it!" Nora was emphatic.
"We'll see!"
The stereo console was mindlessly beginning to repeat the recorded intercourse disk, again. The obscene slap of flesh on flesh was pale, now, as compared to what had just happened in Nora Quinn's living room, as Lee Rim had fucked her like she had never been fucked before, bringing her to two complete climaxes.
"Lee, darling ... will you turn that record off ... now, please?" she asked, languidly.
"Okay ... we sure as hell don't need it now ... . do we?"
"No ... Lee ... we don't ... need it ... any more ... "
Chapter Six
Much later, that evening, sexually satiated, dressed again, the two couples said a belated goodnight, not daring to look each other in the face, their conversation limited and somewhat reserved, each seemingly not knowing how to handle the new relationship, which had suddenly developed among them. It was awkward and highly embarrassing.
As Lee Rim drove along, heading for their home, farther up in the valley, he was quiet and reflective. He was thinking about Nora Quinn, the way she had responded to his lovemaking ... her spasmodic, orgasmic eruptions, and he wondered what the future would bring, as he realized that, together, the four of them may have opened a Pandora's box, for which they may very well have to pay dearly. Hell ... not that it wasn't fun ... but where does it go from here ... ?
Rita had sat beside her husband, quietly, for some time. She, too, was sorting out her thoughts ... her feelings, trying to put things in perspective. To say that she had been satisfied, sexually, this evening, by Paul Quinn, would be begging the question. He had brought her to one soaring orgasm after another, as he had fucked her with mindless animality ... but sex, she decided, was not the same as love. She was still very much in love with Lee. I always will be!
Suddenly, she moved over closer to her husband. She had to talk to him ... let him know that nothing between them would ever change ... except for the better. Maybe ... the stimulation ... of making love to a different woman ... will make him want to fuck me ... more often ...
"Lee ... " she said, her voice serious. "I've been thinking ... about tonight ... and I'm glad we did it!"
"Yeah ... you were really turned on ... by that record ... "
"It wasn't just that ... " Rita said, thoughtfully, "I think ... it was the whole idea of ... doing it ... with somebody different!"
"Well ... no matter how much fun it was ... I think we're making a mistake! We're playing around with pretty powerful stuff! It could foul us all up!" Lee pointed out.
"But darling ... I still love just you! I'm sure Paul'll feel the same way about Nora!"
"It's a good point!" Lee agreed. " ... If we can keep it that way!"
"What about her ... and you ... ?" she queried..
"It was great!" he enthused, remembering. " ... But, she was really holding back ... until I used a feather on her ... "
"A-A feather ... ?" Rita shivered. "I never heard of that!"
"Neither had I ... but it worked! She almost jumped out of her skin!"
"OOhh ... you'll have to do that to me ... sometime ... "
"Okay ... I will!" he promised his wife.
"Did you lick her ... too?"
"You bet ... and she came twice!"
" ... And did she like it ... ?"
"I should say ... I think it was the first time ... for her!"
"Probably ... Paul said ... she'd never let him do it!" Rita added.
Unaccountably, she began to feel aroused by her husband's recounting of his sexual exploits with another woman ... and she wondered whether or not he felt the same way. She decided to find out.
"Do you know what I discovered, tonight ... darling?" she cooed. "No ... what ... ?" "That I kind of liked to be made to do things ... !"
"You mean ... Paul forced you ... ?" "Not exactly ... but he made me do things ... the way he wanted!" she murmured. "Then ... you mean ... he dominated you!" "Yes ... that's it!" she shivered. "He made me suck on his cock ... too!"
" ... But you ... already ... " Lee started.
"I know ... I know ... but he didn't know that ... and I didn't tell him any different ... so he had to make me do it ... don't you understand!"
"Not exactly ... " He was mystified. "Well ... by his having to make me do it ... it seemed to bring out something in him ... a kind of masterful thing ... and that sort of turned me dn more!"
Lee remembered the tough-guy role he had played with Nora, and he began to understand. "Yeah ... I'm beginning to get it ... because I had to do that with Nora ... otherwise she would've never gotten hot enough to fuck! She responded to being treated rough!"
Below, he felt the involuntary lurch of growing sexual excitement. I'll be damned! I'm getting hot, again ... fust talking to
Rita ... about fucking Nora! I don't get it ... !?
... Then, he felt his wife's hand on the inside of his thigh, as she began rummaging in his crotch, stimulatingly ... And she is, too! She's going to want me to fuck her ... again ... tonight! However, it was a delicious prospect ... and he began to look forward to it!
After he had parked the car, and they were inside the house, Lee took his wife into his arms, solidly, and whispered in her ear, "How'd you like to have a little sixty-nine?"
"Is that what I think it is ... ?" Rita asked, just before Lee captured her lips.
"It is ... " he mumbled around her tongue that had come snaking into his mouth.
"Oh, God ... Lee!" she said after a few moments of deep kissing and mutual caressing. "Let's get into the bedroom and get naked!"
The following morming, as usual, Paul brought a sheaf of contracts to Lee Rim's desk in the bank. He found his friend somewhat glum and worried.
"Did last night get you down ... somehow, Lee?" He asked with real concern as he saw the other man's long face.
"Last night's got nothing to do with this!" Lee assured him. "I had to get up the plane fare for Rita to fly to St. Petersburg. She's leaving just about now! His gray-green eyes consulted his watch.
"Did something come up real fast?"
"Yeah ... her mother called ... early this morning ... her father's had a stroke ... and there was nothing else but she had to go ... you know how it is ... ?"
"I understand ... " Paul said, sympathetically. "Naturally ... she'd want to go ... "
"Well ... her mother insisted ... "
"That's understandable ... " ... But Paul didn't quite understand himself. He knew Rita had to go ... family ties were important ... but he had been looking forward , to the next time with his friend's wife. Christ! He'd never had a woman quite like her. She treated sex like each time ... was going to be the last time. She's the wildest little mink ... I've ever fucked!
They were silent for a few moments. Paul broke the awkward interlude by saying, "About last night ... old Buddy ... I guess I didn't figure out all the details ... in advance ... "
"You came on pretty strong ... without enough groundwork ... that's the way I figure it!" Lee analyzed. "You threw it out too fast ... especially for Nora!"
"I take it, though ... that it worked out all right ... ?"
"Yeah ... it was real great fun ... but where do we go from here? Have you figured ahead on it?"
"Well ... if you were all agreeable ... we could do some more swapping ... maybe even join one of the clubs ... and swap with some other couples ... " Paul explained.
"Do you think Nora'd go for that ... ?" The tall redhead thought about it for a moment. "I don't know ... "
"Even last night ... after I ... after it was over ... she wasn't very enthusiastic about the idea ... !" Lee told him.
"Yeah ... I know ... she didn't do much talking to me ... last night ... but I got that message, loud and clear!"
"Didn't she say anything ... about what happened?"
"Not a word!" Paul answered, his eyes worried.
"She didn't?!"
"Nope!"
"She came twice!"
"Are you bragging ... Lee?" Paul smiled. "She very seldom has a real orgasm ... with me!"
"I guessed that!"
"Christ! She ought to be glad ... then!"
"You just haven't found the right buttons to push!"
"Maybe you should teach me ... ?"
"Hell ... I just might have to ... at that!" Lee kidded. " ... But, according to Rita ... you don't need any instructions!"
"Did she tell you ... about last night?"
"In detail!" Lee grinned.
"I'll be damned!"
" ... And, it got us both so damned hot ... " we had another session ... after we got home!"
"You're kidding!"
"No ... I wouldn't do that, Paul!" Lee told him. "It was just ... very stimulating!"
"All right ... I'll buy it!" Paul concluded. "Now ... tell me ... how long's Rita going to be gone?" He had been itching to ask that question.
"Four, five days ... possibly a week ... " Lee told him.
"I see!" Damn! I was hoping I'd be able to get her, again ... in a couple of days! He smothered his disappointment, and went on, "Well ... since you'll be batching ... why don't you plan on coming over to dinner with us ... ?"
Lee considered his suggestion. "All right ... but not tonight ... maybe in a day or two ... Okay?"
"Okay ... but tonight'd be all right ... I could call Nora and she'd have an extra plate on ... "
"Really, Paul ... I don't think I should show up there ... so soon ... I think Nora needs a little time ... to think about last night ... "
"Are you thinking she'd be embarrassed ... ?"
"Maybe ... but I think she'd be mighty uncomfortable . . . having two men ... around ... !"
"What do you mean ... Lee ... ?"
"I don't think she's ready ... for that ... ?"
Rita Rim called her husband the next day. She told him she'd probably stay for a week ... her father was getting along, quite well ... but he wouldn't be out of danger for at least five more days.
On the fourth day of his wife's absence, he accepted Paul's invitation to dinner. It was against his better judgment, because he knew that his need for sex was high. The stimulation of being near Nora, after not having a sexual outlet for those four long days - and nights - might be too much for him. She was so damned desirable ... he might do something- he shouldn't ... and with Rita not being home, there'd be no swapping ... unless Paul were willing to share her ...
It was an idea that had crossed his mind several times during the last four days; however, each time he had rejected it. Hell ... it just wouldn't work ... and Nora sure as sin isn't going to buy something like that ... ! Then, too ... there was the possibility of moving in on Nora ... when Paul wasn't around, and try to get an affair started on the side. It might just work, too! ... But, damn it ... I couldn't sneak around behind Paul's back ... especially since he's the one who kicked off the whole swapping idea! No! It's got to be above board ... and agreeable to everybody ... and I'm still not sure that Nora's buying the package ...
Lee Rim appeared at the Quinn home, at Paul's urging, around 6:30, for before-dinner drinks. He had made up his mind that he would do nothing to alter the existing situation, deciding to play things by ear, as it were. Almost everything depended on Nora ... and her attitude. Christ! She may not want to have anything to do with me! ... Except ... I wouldn't be going to dinner ... if she didn't want me!
He was "met at the door by Nora, fresh and beautifully frilly, in blouse and skirt, her luscious body shown off to best advantage. Her golden, blonde hair was freshly set, her make-up perfect in every detail. His eyes swept over her appreciatively, as she smiled her welcome.
"Come in ... Lee ... I'm so glad you could come!"
He suppressed a desire to take Paul's ravishingly beautiful wife into his arms and murmured polite amenities, answering her questions about Rita's father, to the best of his ability, according to the information Rita gave him almost daily on the telephone.
She ushered him in, seating him on the couch and pouring well-chilled martinis for them. He sipped. It was good.
Paul was nowhere to be seen. Lee looked around and asked, somewhat uncomfortably, "Where's Paul ... ?"
"He called ... a little while ago and said he'd be a little late ... " she explained. "He's working on a sale of one of the large, concert organs ... "
"That sounds great ... he'll pick up a healthy commission on that!" he enthused, barely able to keep his hands off her; instead, he used his eyes to drink her voluptuous beauty, his gaze concentrated on the lovely contours of her legs ... and thighs. She sat opposite him, her legs crossed, prettily, and he could see half-way up her nylon-clad thigh. Remembering the warmth of her smooth, white flesh ... the sex things he had done with her flashing through his mind caused him some discomfort, as he felt the familiar surge of hot blood into the flaccid tube of his penis, while below it, involuntary muscles contracted and pulled his testicles up tight against his body. Damn! She's delectable ... but I'm still not going to do anything ... I'd be sorry for ... later!'
He crossed his legs in an attempt to hide from .her the growing bulge of his erection inside his pants. Christ! What's holding Paul up so long ... ? I wish he'd hurry up and get here ... so I wouldn't be so damned tempted! It wouldn't take much ...
Nora's deep blue eyes regarded him, levelly, as she remarked, "I imagine you miss Rita ... quite a lot, .. ?"
"Yes ... Yes, as a matter of fact ... I do ... !" he told her. His voice was a little more fervent ... more charged with longing than he had intended.
She caught the emotion in his words. "I guess ... it's harder ... for a man ... to be separated from his wife ... ?"
"Yeah ... I suppose so ... " Lee tried to be casual.
Lee looked at her questioningly, sipping from his martini ... and wondering what in the world she was driving at ... the point she was trying to make.
"She's ... so ... you know ... sexy ... !" Nora supplied, answering his wordless question.
"Yeah .-.. she's really turned on ... to sex ... "
"That's what Paul says ... too ... "
There was something wistful in her words. He tried to divine her meaning. Was she, somehow, attempting to draw a comparison between himself and Rita? Did she want assurance of her desirability? I don't get it! She's fishing for something ... or trying to tell me something ... !
Suddenly, she was on her feet. "Oh, I almost forgot ... I've got to finish making the salad! I was just starting on it when you came!" She seemed to be a little flustered, and she was obviously trying to change the subject, using her kitchen as an excuse. He had to know what it was she was talking about.
"What are you trying to say ... Nora?" He was on his feet, too, blocking her escape into the salad making. His martini glass was still in his hand. One long gulp drained it, and he stooped to set it down on the long, low coffee table.
"Nothing ... " she trembled, beginning to edge around him. "I was just curious ... "
As he straightened up, again, he saw her eyes flick, briefly, over the bulge, his erect penis made in his pants. She didn't want to look ... but her eyes were drawn back to it, magnetically. Then, her face flushed, pinkly ... prettily.
He reached out to hold her, lightly, by the elbows. "Were you, maybe ... comparing yourself to Rita ... and wondering how you stack up ... as far as I'm concerned ... ?" It was only a guess, Lee knew.
"N-No ... that's not ... "
"You're terrific!" He went on, talking fast, now. "And so's my wife ... but in a different way! I think it would be out of this world ... to just go right on ... being able to make love to both of you!"
It had been the farthest thing from Lee Rim's mind to make a pitch like that to Paul Quinn's wife ... but it just came blurting out of him.
She tried to free herself from his grip, as tears began to glisten in her eyes.
"Paul ... was saying the same thing ... b-but I ... I just don't know ... yet! It's all so confusing!"
"You're trying to fit it into a neat little package of morality ... aren't you?"
"Yes ... I suppose ... but please ... let's talk about something else ... and I've got things to do ... in the kitchen!" she pleaded.
"That can wait!" Lee told her with emphasis. "The thing you can't deny ... is that you liked it ... when I fucked you ... last week ... isn't that true?"
"Oh ... God ... please ... ?" "Answer me! Didn't you like it?"
"Y-Yes ... "
"Then ... you'll like it, again ... and again!" "No ... I won't! It's not right!" "As a matter of fact ... you'd like it ... right now ... wouldn't you?" he hissed.
Nora stared at him, in disbelief. "No ... that's impossible! Paul ... "
"It's not impossible ... because I think you're already hot for it!" he enfolded her in his strong arms, solidly, pushing his hips forward and reaching down to the fullness of her rounded buttocks, to pull her loins in tight to his hardened penis. She felt it hot and stiff against her abdomen. Her body slumped against him. Strangely, she did not feel like resisting him ... and it was true, she had to admit to herself, there had been a vague feeling of anticipation working in her. She hadn't been able to identify it for herself ... until she had seen that he had a full erection; then, it had struck her ... God ... did his wanting me ... the fact that I saw him sticking out ... big and hard ... inside his pants ... do something to me?
She didn't want to give in to it. That other time ... so many things had worked against her ... -to make her vulnerable ... but tonight ... she had had only one martini ... there was no sex record blaring in her ear. If she did do it ... there would be no one to blame but herself!
Then Lee Rim's lips found hers. He kissed her long and hard, his tongue probing between her lips and teeth, tantalizingly. Oh! She loved his kisses ... and she could feel his hands on her buttocks, kneading carressingly, while he pulled her in tight to his hard cock. She closed her eyes, as she felt the initial spark ignited in her loins. Then, like previews, fragments of scenes flashed before her eyes, jogging her memory ... about the other time ... memories of his kisses ... his hands on her ... the agonizing stimulation of the feather ... the licking and sucking of his hotly swirling tongue ... and finally ... the marvelous feeling of his massively solid cock, as it had thrust into and out of her ... bringing her to not one ... but two marvelous climaxes ... and it was all so sexy ... !
"OOoohh!" she moaned, unable to contain it any longer. Things are so ... all changed around ... now! I don't know what I believe ... any more ... !
Deliciously exciting sensations began to flare in her loins, and she was torn by two conflicting thoughts: The first was a strong desire to break away from him and run, fast ... the second one she contemplated was more explicit: she wanted to strip herself naked ... and taunt him, sexually, until he raped her! She did neither!
His hands were on the magnificence of her breasts, cupping them, kneading and massaging with masterful knowledge, until they tingled, and she felt the nipples spiking out, alert and erect inside her bra. Oh! It feels so good ...
... Then, unresisting, she was allowing Lee Rim to lead her across the living room, down the hallway and into her and Paul's own bedroom. Somehow, it seemed natural ... and all right for him to do that. She looked around at the familiar things in the room, realizing that she had come there of her own free will,.. and that she was there for only one reason. She was going to let her husband's best friend make love to her ... again, because, this time, it was what she wanted. Yes! She wanted it! She wanted Lee ... to. fuck her! Reflecting on it, momentarily, she had known it would happen ... from the time he had arrived, this evening, so why had she been surprised? Why had she tried to deny it? ... But, more importantly, where were her former moral guidelines? Were they no longer operative? Had she become dissolute ... willing to commit adultery ... almost any time the weakness of her body willed it ... ?
Truthfully, she didn't know any answers ... not any more! There was only the promise of joy ... the pleasure that Lee's hardened cock could bring her!
As she stood there sorting out her thoughts, trying to find answers that were not there ... and arriving at the same tenuous conclusion, Lee began unbuttoning her blouse. She helped him, shrugging her shoulders at the right time; her skirt followed, and as it fell to the floor, she stepped out of it, kicking it, carelessly, aside. Next, he unsnapped her bra and removed it, her breasts bursting forth from their confinement to stand out, proudly, from her chest in full orbed splendor. His mouth was on them, instantly, kissing and licking at the erectile nipples that stood out berry-ripe from their crinkling areolas.
She was disappointed when he left her breasts to rid her of her panties. They came off in one sweep, as he pulled them down over the curve of her hips, the smooth taper of her thighs and the svelte length of her calves. Uncaring she stepped out of the wispy nylon garment to stand nude, lovely and desirable before him.
"You'll be glad you changed your mind ... !" Lee promised.
"Maybe ... " she murmured, "it's more like making up my mind ... " Her voice was throaty and low. She was committed, now ... and she wanted to move ahead to the next phase, as she added, "Now ... let's get your clothes off ... quick!"
Together, they stripped his clothing from him, and in a matter of moments, he was standing naked beside her, his fully erect cock spearing out, hard as granite ... mighty in its awesome length and thickness. Nora's eyes locked on it, hypnotically, and another gust of erotic sensations whirled through her. She gasped, "Oh ... Lee, darling ... it scares me!" Flattered, he grinned his satisfaction. "It shouldn't ... you took all of it up in your cunt ... last time!"
Nora flushed, remembering, as he put his arms around her and moved her to the bed. They sat on the edge, and he took her into his arms, again, to kiss her, deeply, his tongue probing, avidly, into her mouth. She kissed him back, her own tongue jousting and entertwining with his. Slowly, then, he pressed her smooth white nakedness back on the bed, until they were lying straight in it, side by side, his body pressed in tightly to her. His rampant, hard and throbbing cock was trapped between their bodies, and she could feel it jerk against the softness of her abdomen. She noticed that his sandy blonde hair had a wiry texture to it that made it unruly; there was a cowlick standing out from his head, and she reached out to smooth it down.
"Very touching ... and very sexy ... too!" It was Pauls voice. Her husband stood in the doorway of their bedroom, surveying the scene. Neither Lee Rim nor Nora had heard the crunch of tires or the sound of his car's engine as he had arrived home. Not until he had walked through the entire house and found them in the bedroom were they aware of his arrival.
Nora tried to rise, her heart in her throat, but Lee held her close, not allowing it. "Paul!" she gaspsd. Her face flamed crimson with shame. She hadn't even stopped to think that Paul might come home earlier than expected. Her eyes were frightened, staring orbs of anguish. She didn't know what to expect from him.
"Hi, Buddy ... " Lee greeted him. "It looks like we got caught in the cookie jar ... and it's my fault! I couldn't keep my hands off of her!"
The honest explanation surprised Paul. He was silent, thinking, for a moment, as he took a step into the room. Damn ... I should've known ... but I'm the one who brought it on! I suggested the swapping thing ... and it probably serves me right ... for Lee to try getting a piece of Nora's ass on the side!
"Hell ... I would've been doing the same thing ... with Rita ... I guess ... if I'd had half a chance!" he rationalized.
"That's generous of you ... " Lee observed.
"Well ... I suppose I'm sort of responsible for the whole thing ... that's the only reason I'm not playing the irate ... wronged husband!"
Nora listened to the two men, full of fear and disbelief. They seemed to be discussing the situation as dispassionately as they would a business statistic, and she coouldn't understand it ... at all!
"Paul!" she moaned. "I didn't ... think ... "
"Yeah ... I know ... it just happened ... and you couldn't help it ... is that right ... ?" he asked.
"Y-Yes ... but I-I ... "
"Okay! Okay!" her husband growled. "Now ... something's going to happen you can't help ... either! This sexy little scene's made me so damn hot ... I'm going to crawl in there with you ... and fuck you, too!"
His words struck her like a thunderbolt. They arced and flashed in her brain, as she struggled to understand what he had said.
"B-Both ... at ... at the same t-time ... ?"
"Sure! Why not ... ?"
Paul began to tear at his clothes to get them off, fast.
"N-No! You can't! It's ... not possible!"
Nora wailed.
"The hell it isn't!"
"Lee!" she pleaded, turning her agony-filled face to him. "Y-You ... wouldn't ... ?"
"Hell ... you're Paul's wife! If that's what he wants ... I don't have anything to say about it!"
"B-But ... but ... "
" ... And, that's the way it's going to be!" her husband told her, flatly, stripping off his shorts to release his big-hard cock to her horror-stricken eyes. Both ... of them!? Paul ... and Lee ... together ... at the same time? Oh, My God ... !
Stepping around the bed, Paul lay down on it, stretching out to his full length, on the other side of her, his warm, lean and muscular body pressed up tight against her back, the hardened shaft of his cock pressing deep into the soft, dimpled smoothness at the base of her spine.
The sudden turn of events was almost too much for her. She couldn't believe that it was really happening, and she worked, desperately, to filter her thoughts and emotions for understanding. Her mind was in a whirl; it wouldn't function, properly ... and there were no reasons ... no rationale. She felt trapped in shifting quicksand ... as she felt herself sinking into complete depravity.
Then, Paul reached over, grasped her by the shoulders and turned his wife to her back, his mouth capturing her lips. Snake-like, his tongue darted into her mouth to taste and tantalize. She lay on her back between the two virile men, their naked cocks, on either side, pressing in against the smooth, tapering flesh of her trembling thighs. His hands roamed, at will, over her body, seeking and enjoying, again, all the marvels of her luscious nakedness ... and against her will, she began to respond o him. After all ... he is my husband ... and I'm still ... very much in love with him! ... And, he's got every right ... to make love to me!
Momentarily, as she thrilled and tingled to her husband's kiss, his warm, caressing hands sending little, anticipatory sensations surging to her readying loins, she had forgotten that Lee was lying there on her other side ... until suddenly, she felt the heated moistness of his lips on her sensitive breasts.
She lurched with surprise, trying to withdraw her breasts ... not wanting him - the second man, now - to do anything to her. Lee took his mouth away, for a moment, and Paul, her husband, told her, "Damn it ... I told you ... we're both going to fuck you ... so just make up your mind to it!"
Paul had never spoken to her, before, with such finality in his voice. She started to say something, thought better of it, as she decided, there was absolutely nothing she could do to change his mind. Her course had been laid out for her ... and she had had no choice! Again, his mouth captured hers, his tongue probing her mouth and throat, voraciously, while below, she felt the warm moistness of Lee's mouth on her sensuously quivering breasts. Her nipples were hard and spiky, and the areolas puckered up erotically at their bases as he sucked each, in turn.
The spark of passion ignited by her husband's hands on her body and his searching tongue in her mouth was being fanned into the tinderbox of her loins ... nurtured to glowing life by the seeking mouth of Lee Rim on the voluptuous mounds of her satin-smooth breasts. There was no resisting the heightening flames that began to flame through her loins.
Pressing her thighs close together, desperately, she tried to deny the desire that surged through her inflamed body ... for even though Paul had insisted that both men would make love to her ... fuck her ... she didn't know how they could do it. She had only one vagina ...
Then, Paul's mouth left her lips, and he squirmed his body down, until his mouth had leap-frogged Lee's, who kissed and carressed her tingling breasts ... and her husband was now kissing her belly, his tongue dipping into the shallow dimple of her navel, teasingly. With inexorable slowness, his mouth searched lower, until it was just above the soft, golden, down of her pubic mound; his hands reached down to part her legs, gently, but firmly. There was no doubt in her mind what his intentions were. He was going to lick and suck at her ... down there. Then, she realized that it was her own husband who was going to .do it ... do the very thing she had denied him so long ... and somehow, she welcomed it, as she remembered, guiltily, that only his best friend, Lee, had done it to her ... that last time ...
Above, Lee's mouth left her breasts to weld itself to hers, while his hands continued to knead and massage her gently throbbing breasts, rolling the hard-coned nipples between his thumb and forefinger. Then, after a few moments, he broke the deep, French kiss to use his mouth, again, on her breasts, as he took them, alternately, between his lipsvforcing the coral nipples to move back and forth, rapidly, while simultaneously maintaining strong suction on them. It was a breathtakingly sensual feeling, and she moaned aloud with the pleasure of it.
Then, she reached down to cup her breasts up to him, offering them, almost as a sacrifice ... and wanting more of the same. Suddenly, she realized that she was responding to both men ... and that she did want them both! The only problem was ... she was so inexperienced, sexually ... that she didn't really know ... yet ... how she could make love to both at the same time. How are they ... both going to ... fuck me? Unless ... they ... She shuddered, inwardly, unwilling to finish the thought.
Paul spread her quivering, unresisting legs apart, his head following, delving into the angle of them, his mouth and teeth taunting the soft, smooth "flesh of her inner thighs. He nipped, gently, with his teeth, his mouth warm and alive on her, as his lips followed, kissing her sensate flesh, hungrily.
... Finally, his searching lips found the pulsing furrow of her pussy, moist from the dews of her vaginal walls ... and his tongue moved there, with avidity, up and down the narrow, female slit, stabbing, experimentally, into her trembling cuntal opening. Unbidden, her hips began to gyrate, undulating in tiny circles under and telling, plainly, of her mounting desire. Oh, God ... I'm getting all moist ... down there ... and it feels so good! Their mouths'll drive me ... insane ... ! Shifting his lanky body, her husband moved to kneel between her legs. With a thumb on either side of her sparsely golden-hair ringed cunt, he parted the fleshy, outer lips of her pussy to expose the inner portal to the core of her being. Secretions on clear, viscous fluids formed there in tiny.droplets, a trickle of it beginning to run down the inner side of her thigh.
His mouth came down, now, his long, agile tongue blazing a passage that soon - she hoped - the rest of him would follow. Deep inside her cuntal lips, his lingual member rotated in circles, teasing and tantalizing her already over-loaded nerve-endings with lewdly prurient sensations. A mewling moan of pleasure emitted from her lips, as she thrust her loins up toward his face ... and her head began to flail from side to side with the intensity of her building passion.
Paul pushed his face down tight into the undulant angle of her loins, his tongue lashing, excitedly, into his wife's open, pulsing cunt, the strength of her upward-thrusting hips telling him that she was fully aroused ... almost ready to fuck ... Damn! This is different! It's the first time I've ever done it to her ... and she's hot for it ... like she'd been getting it ... all the time! Of course ... Lee must've broken her into it ... good!
He inhaled deeply of the heady perfume of her loins and lost himself in savoring her sex juices, the pungent flavor inciting his waiting cock to bone-hard readiness. Deeper yet, he thrust his tongue into her pulsating vagina, as moans of pure pleasure came from deep in her chest, almost unceasingly, her hips moving, now, in rhythmic counterpoint to his probing tongue that lashed deep into the coraline depths of her cuntal passage.
Without let up, showing her no mercy, he plunged his long, agile tongue, into her, pausing to nip, now and then, at the tender flanges of her cuntal orifice, with his teeth ... But it was his thrusting tongue - a make-shift cock - that brought her to even higher levels of ecstatic desire, for now, she was a blazing inferno of passion. The raging fire in her belly could be extinguished in only one way: She had to have a cock in her cunt ... now!
She couldn't stand to wait any longer. She had to have it! Both of them wanted to fuck her ... and that's what she wanted, too! Suddenly, she heaved her hips up from the bed, forcefully, mashing her demanding loins hard into her husband's face and moaned in anguish, "Oh! Yes ... ! Yes! Yessssss! OOOooohhh!"
Paul leaned back away from her, his tantalizing tongue leaving her lust-incited pussy, momentarily, as his face crinkled into a smile of satisfaction.
"Yes ... what ... ?" he" asked. "Don't you know the words ... now?"
Nora remembered the sexual litany Lee had forced her to use ... and Paul, her own husband was insisting on the same thing! For answer she could only moan in humiliation.
"Do you want to be ... fucked? Is that it?" he probed.
"Then ... all you have to do is ask ... the right way!"
All right! She had done it before ... when Lee insisted on it! She could do it, again ... use those terrible, but lust-inciting words ... beg if she had to ... but only because it was the only way she could get what she wanted :.. what she had to have ... more than anything else in the world. Nothing else mattered!
"Oh, Paul ... " she whined, "Fuck me, darling! Please ... f-fuck me!" Her voice was unreal to her; then, surprised at herself, she went on, "I-I want both of you ... , to fuck me! I want your big ... hard c-cocks ... in me ... fucking me ... hard and long!" .
"Okay ... Nora Baby! You're going to get it ... just like you want it!" Paul assured her, a lewd light shining in his eyes. Then, his face dropped, again, to her pulsating, ready cunt, his tongue this time going directly to the tiny, erect bud of her clitoris to lick at it, maddeningly. She felt herself slipping into insane, agonizing pleasure, as the crashing surf of the sensations buffeting her belly began to build into a tidal wave of desire. Uncontrollably, her hips moved in tempo to her husband's licking tongue, and she thrust her breasts upward into Lee's face ... wanting more and more of everything.
She was becoming a glutton ... , for sex!
She knew that it was only a matter of a few moments ... until she would explode in a frenzy of orgasm; yet ... neither of the two men had touched her with their massively solid cocks. They were both ready ... their virile, potent pricks stood out, rock-hard and rampant ... and she wanted them ... now! Oh, God! How badly she wanted them! Why ... are they making me ... wait?
Surprisingly and disappointingly, Paul and Lee were trading places, their bodies sliding along the length of her body, one on either side. God! She had wanted Paul ... her husband to start it. His mouth on her aroused genitals had gotten her so moist and ready for him! It was a frustrating feeling ... as though they were teasing her ... keeping her guessing ... and she was in no mood for games. Why didn't they get started ... on the real fucking part?
She couldn't help the delicious sigh that escaped her, as she felt Lee's hands move, light as a feather, over her cunt, his fingers tracing and teasing at her erotically; then, he inserted two ... and finally three fingers into the mqistly warm passage, moving them in and out, gently, her cuntal orifice stretching to receive the breadth of his fingers with ease. Oh ... that feels so nice ... but I've got to have his ... big, hard cock ... in me ...
Meanwhile, her husband was kissing her. Instinctively, she knew that the tangy pungency of his mouth was the essence of herself remaining on his tongue, as he probed deep into her throat. She liked it ... and she took Paul's tongue fully into her mouth and then sucked on it, gently and slowly at first, then ever more violently, while his hands caressed and kneaded the soft, melon-like mounds of her throbbing breasts. In a few moments he forced a trade, as he sucked and nibbled on her tongue. It was all maddeningly tantalizing; her ecstasy was building almost to the breaking point ... and she was poised on the brink of her orgasm, full of agonizing, erotic tension. In her imagination, she felt almost like a space explorer, sitting high atop a rocket ... waiting to be blasted off into deep space ... into ecstatic rapture ... with the two men who were arousing her almost beyond endurance.
Lee's strong hands parted her helpless and unresisting legs, and he wedged himself, solidly, between her thighs, his hands now running, caressingly, over the satin smoothness of the perfectly sculpted columns; then he reached down to fondle his massive, rock-hard cock. His encircling hand on its shaft worked the foreskin back and forth several times over the pulsing, blood-swollen head. A few drops of the viscous, preparatory fluids spread over the fiery, silk-like sheen of his cock's head, and when he took his hand away, his prick stood out, bulkily, rampant ... and ready, its rigid length and breadth pulsing, wildly, with his excited heartbeat. He was ready, now, to fuck his best friend's wife.
Fascinatedly, he watched Nora's hungrily grinding loins, as he held himself poised over her; her cunt was flowered-open, moist and gently throbbing. It seemed to beckon to him, bidding him enter, and he knew that she was more than ready to receive him. Damn ... she's really hot ... hotter even than the first time I fucked her!
Sliding both hands under her gyrating buttocks, he felt the warm, softness of them, the lithe muscles working in his palms, as his hips spread her trembling, expectant thighs wide apart; then he was in position over her, his lust-inflated cock-head brushing, teasingly, at the pink slit of her cuntal opening. She moaned out her need to him.
"OOOooohhh! Now! Fuck m-me ... ! Now!"
Her obscene words spurred him. He lifted her hips, pulling them up toward him, easily, the bulbous head of his hardened cock going into the moist warmth of her vaginal opening, the elastic flesh of the vertical little mouth stretching, to take it. He allowed only the vast head to go into her, for the time being, as he stopped short, holding himself immobile over her straining loins. He felt the undulations of her hips as she tried to absorb more of his lustfully throbbing shaft into her hotly seething, cuntal sheath.
Lee, squeezed and massaged at his friend, Paul's, wife's hips and widespread thighs, while at the same time, he shoved His fully erectile cock into her with slow, even presure, ranging ever deeper and deeper ... and he felt the contracting ring of muscles in the walls of her vaginal passage sucking at him, tantalizingly. It generated sparks of sensation in the length of his prick that drove him almost to distraction.
With a final flick of his hips, he drove his cock the final few inches deep, deep into her writhing belly, the head of it nudging her cervix to lodge right up against the back wall of her cunt. He flexed it, then, expandingly inside her and was pleased to feel her countering contractions. The walls of her pussy clasped him, caressingly, and he could feel it the full length of his pulsingly sensate cock. It seemed to him her cuntal sheath fit him like a pair of gloves. Damn! She's really nice and tight!
Incessantly, his hands caressed and massaged at her quivering, white thighs, her smooth, flat belly, his thumbs tracing down into the flexing hollows of her groin; finally, he slipped a hand down over the rounded smoothness of her moon-like buttocks to search in the crevice between for the secret, puckered hole that nestled there, defenslessly.
Moistening a finger in the viscid liquid that trickled down, copiously, from her vaginal orifice, he sought the tiny, brownish ring of her back passage. He found it and pressed into its warm sponginess, slowly and tenderly. There was none of the haste with which he had done it to her that first time. Her body jerked, convulsively, once, then her trembling loins screwed back on his finger, absorbing it, fully, until his palm was pressed flat and hard against the working muscles of her softly quivering buttocks cheeks. He heard her groan both of pain and satisfaction, coming to him muffled, as she exclaimed up into her husband's mouth, "Oh! OOOOooooohhhhh! That's ... g-good!" She didn't undersanad it; it hurt ... but it felt so sexy ... and so wonderfully wicked and forbidden!
Nora's mouth worked up against Paul's with the ecstasy of her passion. She felt everything Lee was doing to her, below; while above, her husband's mouth and hands were driving her insane, his tongue in her mouth almost imitating Lee's cock in' her seething cunt. Her breasts, under the manipulations of his hands, seemed to be a mass of exposed, sexually aroused nerve-endings. They were inter-connected to all parts of her body, transmitting sex sensations along super-charged synapses. Their intensity was building to the point where she was sure she would faint ... if it spiraled any higher. Uncontrollably, she moved her breasts up against the hard, lean muscles of his chest, and her arms went around him to pull him close to her, her taloned fingers tearing and scratching at his back in wanton fury of unreasonable sex-need.
Every fibre of her being was responding to the two men. The fires that had been ignited in her loins were now roaring out of control, threatening to consume her ... goading her to complete submission.
Suddenly, she couldn't stand it any longer. She had to have more! She had to have Lee's cock in her cunt, surging in and out of her recklessly, the hard length and breadth of him fucking into her, relentlessly. Oh, God, I've got to have it ... , got to have his delicious cock fuck me ... hard ... and deep!
She could have died from the pure joy of it, when she had felt Lee's ponderous cock entering her, spreading and stretching her cunt-lips, then, it had paused, momentarily, before worming deep up into her waiting belly. Now, the sensations of his expanding and contracting hardness elicited involuntary movements of her own, her vaginal walls acting on their own, it seemed to suck up his full, hardened length into her now greedily quivering belly.
Then, as his warm hands had swarmed over her, they had brought her body to vibrantly full arousal, his finger slipping into her anus, bringing her both welcome pain and pleasure ... at the same time. The thought flashed through her mind: Oh! it feels so good ... and I want it! I've learned so many things ... so fast ... it makes my head swim! The pain of the unnatural entrance made her jerk, involuntarily, and she bit Paul's lips, her tongue pushing deep into his throat ... and she had hung on for dear life, trembling from head to foot with salacious anticipation. Her greed for them ... for the pleasure their big cocks would bring her, rose up in her like monster snake coils, taking over her body-mind to control her completely.
Lee knew that she was ready to accept his lust-inflated cock into her, poundingly ... that she wanted him to rock her, plumb her depths and bring her to the dizzying heights of pure rapture. He was ready ... too! God! He was more than ready, for the painful ache in his blood-swollen cock was almost more than he could stand.
Beginning, then, with long, smooth strokes, he began to fuck, smoothly, in and out of her moist, clasping vaginal passage. He didn't ram or grind into her; it was just a steady stroking movement that didn't hit all the way to the bottom of her cunt ... yet. He didn't want to rush her ... or hurry himself too much. As he pumped his cock in and out of her, he was waiting ... waiting for her response that he knew would come pretty soon ... then ... he would give her everything he had! ... But, not yet! Wait! It'll be more fun ... that way!
Her eyes were becoming glazed, and her breath came in shallow pantings, as the sensations in her loins became a raging, unquenchable fire. The only thing that would put out that fire was a soaringly ecstatic orgasm. Her hips began to thrust upward to him, her cunt slithering up the shaft of his cock, attempting to take the whole of it deep up into her trembling belly; then, she ground her hips back into the mattress on his up-stroke, until his penis came out of her cuntal sheath almost all the way, just the head of it remaining just inside her vaginal portal.
This was it! Now was the time! She was responding to him ... fucking back, and Lee was glad of it. He couldn't wait any longer, himself!
Just at the instant Lee was gathering his body to ram his cock deeply into her, Paul broke the kiss to keep passion and scrambled to his knees.
He glanced at his friend, where he was cradled between Nora's legs, and said, "Let's get her up on her knees ... so you can fuck her from the rear ... while she sucks me off ... !"
Concentrating only on the pleasure sensations of her body, Nora was not aware of what her husband had said ... or what he planned to do.
Lee understood, immediately; he was disappointed at having to withdraw right then, but he did it ... knowing that he had to cooperate. Quickly, then, the two men hauled her into the new position. She rested on her knees and elbows, the luscious moons of her buttocks waving nakedly in the air behind her. She felt frustration and annoyance at the interruption, but she smiled her satisfaction as Lee Rim knelt behind her, grasped her hips, hard, and drove his massive cock, powerfully, into her gratefully accepting cunt, ramming with all his might, until his ball-laden scrotum smacked up tight against her loins and his pubic bone crashed painfully into the bones at the base of her spine. He poised there for a moment, as he savored the delightful sensations in her loins and heard her mumbled protest.
"Oh ... what are you doing ... to me ... now ... ?"
Her husband, Paul, was lying down, again, athwart the bed. He could see her breasts, hanging pendulum-like, now dancing prettily beneath her kneeling body as Lee began plunging deep into her belly, the shocks of it making her jerk and sway ... then she was grinding her hips back at him, countering him in his animal-like lunges deep into- her clasping cuntal passage.
Paul was stretched out in front of her now, and as he reached out to her head, his hand going behind it, as he forced her head down toward his rampant, hardened prick. Nora opened her passion-glazed eyes to look directly at her husband's long, thick, lust-inflated cock. In spite of her own needful lust, she tried to turn her head aside. Oh ... My God ... ! Paul isn't going to make me do ... THAT?!
Instantly, she knew what it was he wanted, but as she tried to pull away, he held her head firm in his hand and moved his loins up to press the blood inflated head of his cock against her lips.
"Nora ... !" he told her, firmly, "You're going to learn to suck cock, now!"
"No ... Paul!! No!" she wailed. "My God ... no! I couldn't!"
" ... But, you will!" he grated. "We've both licked your cunt ... so now it's your turn ... to suck cock!"
"That's different ... !" she tried to argue.
She was revolted by the idea.
Paul looked at Lee Rim, who slaved away behind her, caught his eye and said meaningfully, "You'll suck it ... or we'll both stop ... rightnow!"
The prospect ... the very real fear that they might carry out such a threat ... leave her in a limbo of extreme arousal when she was just on the verge of fulfillment, gripped her hard, and she groaned, "Oh, no . . . not now ... p-please ... I-I'm ... I'm almost ... " "So ... you suck my cock ... Okay ... ?" her husband ground out at her. "Roll your lips over your teeth ... and take it in your mouth!" Shoving his hips up at her face, the shiny, smooth-as-silk head of his bloated cock brushed against her firmly pursed lips. Nora opened them, reluctantly, not really knowing whether the two men would actually carry out the threat Paul had made. She didn't want to find out!
He flexed his hips to enter the soft, spongy head into the moist cavern of her mouth, and she ovalled her lips to receive it. Heeding Paul's instructions, she folded her lips over her teeth, as it went into her mouth; it was a huge presence that made her feel like gagging ... and the revulsion at what she was doing suddenly slashed through her. This was something she had never expected!
... But, she would have to do it! With an effort, she controlled her feelings and licked at the desire-hardened shaft of flesh, then she swirled her tongue around the smooth head of it. The pungent masculine flavor was different ... but there was nothing horrible about it. Behind her, Rita's husband was still grinding his cock in and out of her passion-inflamed cuntal passage. That was all that mattered. The delicious sensation drowned out all else ... and then she decided she could do it ... after all. Then she even tried a few experimental sucking motions ... But, God ... don't let it stop ... !
Lee Rim, behind her, rammed into her extra hard. Her body was driven forward, and without warning, her whole mouth and throat was filled with her husband's pulsing cock. She closed her eyes and sucked, desperately, while Lee gored her with furious strokes. The wonderfully huge, hard cock he drove into her seething cunt almost overwhelmed her with fiery pleasure. Faster and ever deeper, he plunged in and out of her, his massive, hardened shaft moving in and out of her cuntal sheath with the ease and power of a well-oiled piston. It was pure pleasure for her, as she felt herself filled up, almost beyond reason, by his rhythmically fucking cock.
As he thrust, wildly, into Paul's wife, Lee used his hands on her hips to pull her in tight to him with each insane plunging stroke. The fiery dam in his balls would have to break soon. He could feel his nearing ejaculation. The ache in his balls was becoming almost unbearable.
Looking down, he watched her slaving buttocks, fascinatedly, as she pushed back at him, the hardened shaft of his big cock cleaving the furrow of her cunt, coming out ivory-white and glistening with moisture. It was vibrant ... pulsing with life, as it slid in and out of the coral moistness of her cunt, then it was buried to the root in her until none of the shaft could be seen. Glancing up, he saw that she had her husband's big cock in her mouth, and that she was actually sucking on it. Damn! She learns fast!
Paul pressed his cock deeper and deeper up between her roundly ovaled lips. The delicious, tingling -sensations in his balls incited him ... and he thrust his lust-filled prick into her mouth, until it had disappeared, completely. He looked up to watch, as the massive shaft of it slipped far back into her throat to the very root, her lips creeping over his length, eating him ... devouring him ... and his hairy loins were pressing against her chin. It was all in her mouth. Christ! That feels good! I should have made her suck my cock ... a long time ago!
Nora gagged. There was too much of him. She tried to twist her head aside to force him to withdraw it, but he held her head, tight and straight to keep his aching cock deep in her thoat. Plainly, he could feel the swallowing motions of her throat, and the sensations it generated were wild ... out of this world! Then, Paul knew that he would be coming to spewing orgasm ... soon! The burning sensation at the root of his cock demanded it. He had to do something else ... something more!
Holding his wife's head in position over him, he began to plunge in and out of her mouth, fucking her there, as though it were another cunt. Unconsciously, he matched the tempo that Lee had established, as his friend knelt behind her and savagely rammed his cock in and out of her overheated cunt.
Suddenly, Nora gave in to the lewd sensations of the double ravishment. She tried, consciously, to relax her throat muscles, so that she could accept all of her husband's hard-driving length into her mouth with ease.
Her feeling of revulsion, at first, when Paul's cock-head had entered her mouth, almost made her feel ill. It had been hard for her to breathe. She couldn't think straight. The fear that they really might stop had goaded her to try, then with the growing excitement in her loins as Lee had plundered her voraciously moist cunt from behind she had begun to take more of Paul's huge cock into her mouth; finally, she had been able to accept all of it deep into her throat.
To Nora, it was a paradox ... completely unexplainable. She didn't understand it. Those things that had revulsed her ... being fucked by another man ... having her cunt licked ... and sucking cock, she was accepting ... yes! ... even liking - maybe even loving ... and wanting. Oh, God ... I'm changing ... , I'm not the same woman ... at all!
Dazedly, she began to wonder whether or not the two men would tear her apart as they thrust with ever more powerful strokes into two of her bodily orifices: Lee Rim, behind her, ramming with all his strength into her demandingly hungry cunt ... and her husband, Paul, thrusting his massive length up into her mouth. Two men ... at the same time ... I just can't believe it's ... really happening ... to me ... ! ... Then, to Nora, the mounting rapture at the very core of her being began to explode inside her. Her orgasm was beginning. It would be soon!
Dimly, she was aware that Lee, also, was ready to cum spewingly into her hungrily clasping cunt. He gripped the smooth rounded nakedness of her hips tight to him, and was pounding up between her widespread buttocks with jackhammer force. Hp was out of control, his long, thick, hard cock was buffetting into her open pussy with a power she had never yet known.
She hadn't even thought about it ... in advance, but had she considered the possibility, she would have been instantly revulsed and sickened; as it was, she didn't have the chance to think about it ... until it happened. Her husband's cock erupted, suddenly, in her mouth, jetting scalding cascades of viscous, white sperm far back against her unexpecting tonsils, which forced her to swallow, again and again, to clear it from her throat and be able to breathe.
... And, almost at the same time, she was helpless to do anything, out of control, herself, as she came to her own release, soaringly, her orgasmic rapture dimming her eyes and muffling her ears. At that instant, in space and time there were no other realities for her except the cocks of two virile men: One fucking her cunt ... the other fucking her mouth as though it were another vagina ... And ... she was cumming! AAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaauuuuuu uuuuuggggggggh!
Heaving her hips back against Rita's husband, squirming and jerking expectantly against him, her body quivering, she waited for the moment when he, too, would shoot his hot, boiling sperm inside her. Faster and faster, harder and longer, Lee slaved away behind her, his cock pistoning in and out, smoothly, until suddenly, he was there. With a loud groan of satisfaction, he slammed into her, as his cock hosed his hot, viscid cum deep into the depths of her cuntal passage, to splash, forcefully, into the depth of her hotly contracting belly. He held himself rigid, his back arched, as his cock-pumped it out, wildly ... and all of his ecstasy was there in the insane jetting of his wildly jerking cock.
Within mere seconds of each other, all three came to their orgasms; the two men greedily clutched her to them, caressing, massaging and smoothing her with their hands, as their cocks bored into her, until finally, they released her sperm-filled body. The euphoric, relaxing waves of orgasm washed over them, leaving them satiated, their virile cocks pulsing less and less and slowly becoming softer and softer.
Behind her, Lee Rim pulled his deflating penis from her and flopped down on the bed, with a groan.
When he was prone on the bed, Paul shifted to he straight and parallel and Nora stretched out between the two men.
"Christ,! I thought I'd never stop cumming ... !" Paul exulted, his hand trailing, languidly, as he traced the marvelous contours of one of his wife's full-mounded breasts.
"You were great!" Lee complimented. " ... And ... you sure as hell learn fast!"
Nora was too emotionally and physically exhausted to say anything. She was still overcome ... enjoying the delicious sensations of the aftermath of an electrifying sexual experience. Never ... Never, in her wildest dreams would she have thought she would have intercourse with two men ... at the same time; have both their heated sperms mingling together at once deep down in her stomach!
"You know ... " Lee mused, "My wife, Rita ... would really go for something like that ... i"
"If you do it ... just don't leave me out ... !" Nora warned. "Four at one time should be real fun!"
Chapter Seven
There was no doubt in Nora Quinn's mind afterward; she had changed. A whole new world of sex was opened to her, and she was ready to explore it, enthusiastically.
Two days later, when Paul told her that he had made telephone contact with some people down in one of the beach cities where they were going to buy a beach house, and that they were invited to one of their swinging get-togethers for the following evening, she agreed to it.
There was only one thing that bothered her. She told Paul about it, then.
" ... But, these people are all strangers ... !"
"That's true ... " Paul agreed, "but Mary ... she's the woman I talked to ... said that people there are not strangers ... for very long! Anyway, they'll be our new summer neighbors and this, as she put it will be our neighborhood initiation!"
"Well ... there could be some kooky ones ... then what ... ?"
"Mary says she knows all of them ... but I suppose ... if we didn't like the way things were going ... we could just leave!" Paul reasoned.
"I'd feel better about it ... if Lee and Rita could go with us ... !"
"Rita isn't back yet ... its just couples ... " Paul explained. "I asked about bringing Lee ... and it's no go ... "
"Okay ... we'll go, then ... " Nora agreed.
"It'll be new and different ... and a lot of fun ... I think ... " Paul enthused. "Mary said they have a big house ... right on the beach ... and most of the people are about our age ... "
Woman-like, Nora asked, "What should I wear ... ?"
"Something that comes off easy!" Paul grinned, lewdly. "Whatever you wear ... you won't have it on very long!"
Jack and Mary, the host and hostess, took charge of Nora and Paul, upon their arrival. Drinks were pressed into their hands, and they were separated. Mary showed Paul off, introducing him around to everyone, on a first-name basis only. She explained that no one used last names ... unless they wanted to do so.
Big, raw-boned, Jack, whom she immediately took a dislike to, did the honors for Nora, making her acquainted with everyone in the room. There were four other couples present ... but she had no way of knowing who was married to whom ... they were not introduced as couples. It was only Paul and Nora who were introduced in that way, because they were the last to arrive. Also, there was a huge German shepherd that Mary lovingly called "Terry" that frightened her somewhat but he did seem friendly.
From the beginning, Nora was claimed by Jack and Mary attached herself to Paul. A second round of drinks was served and things began to loosen up, as boisterous jokes were told, the laughter and conversation flowing easily around them.
Nora sat beside Jack on a long couch, his arm resting easily around her, his fingers touching and stroking her upper arm, casually, as he explained that most of the people there were professional or semi-professional people.
"I'm a highway engineer ... and Henry ... who's sitting with Bonnie is a computer technican ... " he told her.
Looking across the room, she saw the Scandinavian type beauty, named Bonnie, who was enfolded in the arms of a tall, dark-haired man, one of whose hands was up under her dress. From what Nora could see, she would have guessed that the woman had no panties on under her mini-sheath.
Her host was calling her attention now to a couple lounging on soft cushions near the big fireplace. "That's David ... he's in insurance ... an executive of some kind ... "
The short, stockily built man cuddled a petite redhead. Her blouse was open, revealing full, white breasts, seemingly over-bounteous for her tiny body. David's pudgy hand was fondling them, his fingers rolling her nipples to erectile little spears. Going on, Jack said, "That's Virgie, David's playing with ... she's a dental assistant."
Nora looked away in embarrassment, when Jack pointed out the third couple. The man called Chris was seated in a soft, overstuffed chair. His fly was open ... and the raven-haired woman with the full, statuesque body knelt before him, her hands fondling and caressing the massive penis she had just pulled from his open pants. The man was a rangy, good-looking blonde with deep blue eyes. "Those two ... over there are Chris and Claudi ... Chris's in advertising ... and Claudi's a Registered Nurse ... "
"And ... " Jack went on, " ... my wife's there by the bar with your husband, Paul! Mary works with mentally retarded children ... "
She knew why they were there, but she was surprised to see sexual things going on so openly. It could have been a little more circumspect and discreet, she thought ... especially when she saw that Mary, Jack's wife, was plastered up against Paul her hips undulating, provocatively on the bulge of his erection inside his pants ... and Paul's hands were on the rounded fullness of her buttocks, pulling her up to him, closely and firmly.
Oh God, Nora thought, as she watched her husband and a heavy flood of jealousy swept over her. I just can't do it ... I just can't go through with it.
"Well ... everybody's here for just one thing," Jack smiled, his eyes hooded as he looked at her with a suddenly lewdly gleaming twinkle in his eyes ... "and that's fucking ... plain and fancy." Nora groaned inwardly, God, they didn't even know these people, and here they were putting themselves completely in their hands. The fear that there might be some kooks present, including her partner, Jack, had not been dispelled ... but the open uninhibited mood that prevailed in the room had not yet caught her up in it. She trembled slightly and started to rise to go after her husband Paul, but stopped halfway up from her seat when she saw him laughing and disappearing drunkenly down the hallway with Jack's wife. She knew now that it was too late. There was no way that she could back down. Her bed had been made and now she must lie in it.
"May ... I have another one?" she asked with a slight quiver in her voice.
"Certainly ... " he went to the bar and built a drink for each of them.
Handing Nora the full glass, he looked down at her with a twisted smile on his big blunt face and told her, "We don't have any fancy programs in this group except that everyone must do what the master for the evening says. Bonnie," he nodded his head toward the blond Scandinavian girl, "is tonight's master and all of must do her bidding."
"But ... but what if you don't want to do what she says?" Nora asked, hoping the woman would leave her alone tonight.
"I'm afraid you have no choice, my dear," her host answered meaningfully. "She carries a large black cat-o-nine tails with her and is authorized to use it on anyone who disobeys her. Your husband knew all that. He was very well informed when he agreed to attend our party." "Oh God!" Nora groaned inwardly. She couldn't believe that Paul, even though they had had several evenings with friends of theirs, would agree to such a thing. God only knew what they would make her do before the night was over. Her hand trembled visibly as she lifted her third drink of the evening to her lips and drank heavily. She noticed a slight musky difference in the taste of the drink relative to the others she had had, but it didn't matter. She was going to need all the help she could get to carry her through the evening ahead.
"Another thing," the host smiled at her again as though sensing the doubt in her mind, "Big Jack the senior member, always gets the first crack at any new pussy ... so let's you and I go to one of the bedrooms." It wasn't a request, it was more like an order. She looked up at him, startled, sipped from her drink and stood shaKily to her feet ... even as she wondered why she did so. Oh, God ... I can't let him think I-I'm ... frightened! ...
"Why not finish . ..our d-drinks ... first ... ?" she asked, stalling for time.
"We'll just take them along ... Okay ... ?" Jack took her by the elbow, firmly, and led her from the living room, down the hallway to a bedroom. Nora knew that this was why she and Paul had come to this place ... but her heart was pounding in her chest like a trip-hammer; after all, Jack was a perfect stranger. It wasn't at all like it had been with Lee Rim, whom she had known for years.
The room had no other furniture but a king-size mattress on the floor. Jack closed the door and stood before it, looking her up and down, carefully, that same twisted smile on his face. "Well ... you can start shedding those clothes, baby. Daddy wants to see how tight that hot little cunt of yours is!"
Nora lifted her drink and slugged half of it down. I'll need it! She told herself it would be all right to go along with his domineering way and vulgarity ... But the alcohol will help. She set the glass down on the floor; then, demurely, turned her back and began to lift her skirt up her thighs and over her full, rounded hips. Behind her she heard the sigh of a zipper and the rustle of cloth. He was disrobing, too! Oh God ... things are moving too fast! He hasn't even ... touched me ... yet! She dropped her dress again, retrieved her glass and swallowed the rest of her drink.
"Hey ... baby ... I can't fuck you if you don't take those things off." The big man growled, coming up behind her, his hard hands going around, under her arms to capture the rounded fullness of an alabaster breast in each. Purposefully, he kneaded and caressed the satiny smoothness of them, and she felt the hairiness of his chest pressed up against the nakedness of her back ... and below, the hard heat of his nakedly erect penis brushed the small of her back. It was beginning. She couldn't believe that she was actually going to do it.
And suddenly she knew that even though she had come this far, she couldn't go all the way with this complete stranger even though her own husband was fucking this man's wife right now. "Jack, I just can't go through with it," she whimpered tearfully and tried to push away from him. But his arms tightened more intensely around her naked body.
"Sorry, baby, but the rules are quite clear. Once you've committed yourself, you go all the way or you can get the rest of us in trouble."
"But ... but I just can't, I just can't go through with it. I've never done it with a strange man before and I - I love my husband."
Jack snickered slightly and, smiling down at her upturned face, said, "Baby, if you could see him in the next room now with my wife, Mary's long white legs locked around his back and his cock fucking up in her hotly, sucking little pussy you'd change your mind fast."
Nora dropped her head helplessly to his naked chest, freshly gushing tears rolling from her eyes. She knew beyond a doubt that what he was saying was perfectly true and that she had no choice. She was going to have to give herself to him and let him. do as he willed with her helplessly naked body.
"That's it, baby, now you're coming around," Jack spoke softly into the softness of her hair. "Come on, let's get on that bed and try it out."
Nora moved dreamlike toward the huge rectangular mattress, hoping against hope that Paul would change his mind and come back and save her from the horrible adultery she was about to commit with this total stranger.
Jack, a lewd expression of rising expectancy playing visibly across his lips, pushed her voluptuously curved young body fully clothed down on the bed.
"Here, baby, take another sip of this. I don't know if you've noticed the difference in the two, but this one is designed to put a little fire up in your pussy."
"W-what do ... do you mean?" Nora stuttered, raising the glass to her lips and taking a long, deep swallow, without waiting for his answer.
"One of our members is on the staff at the university medical research laboratory, and they have been experimenting with a whole new family of aphrodisiacs for stud farming, and we're doing a little unofficial human research ourselves."
"Y-you mean that's what we've been drinking?" Nora looked up at him, a shocked expression on her face.
"That's right, baby, in the last one, anyway. And in about two minutes you're going to find that hot little cunt of yours trying to eat up the furniture in this room."
"Oh, God!" Nora moaned helplessly and turned her head to the side to avoid his mockingly arrogant smile. It was bad enough that she was going to be subjected to the shame and humiliation of a strange man doing it to her while her own husband was doing it to the same man's wife in the next bedroom was too much to bear. Oh, God, God, if only Paul would change his mind and come and save her! But deep in the back of her mind she knew that it was completely hopeless. She could only submit, and submit her body willingly, hoping that the man kneeling nakedly above her would drop between her open legs and do it quickly, quickly before her tortured mind rebelled and she ran screaming from the room. But even as the thoughts ran hazily through her tortured mind, she could feel a faint swirling dizziness coming over her, and the dimly glowing lights of the room faded slowly into nothingness, her body relaxed and her arms and legs collapsed almost lifelessly at her sides.
The big man sitting on the edge of the bed grinned lewdly and pushing her dress up to her panties, began stroking the sofe white roundness of her thigh. It was always like this - the potion knocked them out for three to four minutes and when they came to again they were more than ready, but maybe, just maybe, she hadn't had quite enough for what they had in store for the innocent little bitch later on in the evening. They were always so goddamn innocent, these young couples that came to their swap parties, that they were easy prey for any perversion the group had in mind for them, and this one was the prize of them all, by God. He had arranged it with Bonnie that she would bring Terry, the German shepherd, into the room later after the little bitch was really turned on and man, what an exhibition they'd have! Just to make sure that she would be amenable to Terry's advances, perhaps he should give her just a taste more of the lust-inciting liquid with which he had earlier spiked her drink.
"Drink it ... More ... take more," a masculine voice ordered and Nora, dazed, found herself trying to obey.
Her head and shoulders were being raised and supported by a strong arm; she let her eyes flicker open and slowly the whirling room began to settle down before her focalizing vision. She felt nauseous and was lying outstretched ... on a bed ... Someone ... a man was sitting on its edge beside her, holding her up. She glanced at him; there was something familiar about his face. His gaunt hand held a glass from which she had drunk ... and its contents had caused her tongue to tingle; there was a pleasant, mild burning at the base of her stomach.
"Wh-what happened?" she questioned feebly, trying to sit upright.
"You fainted," Jack told her. "You better drink the rest of this. It's bourbon."
Nora pushed his hand holding the glass away and swung her legs around slowly, letting her feet touch the floor. It was then that she realized her dress was raised almost to her hips ... and that the man beside her was someone called Jack, and she was supposed to make love with him. Oh God! Quickly, she tugged at her skirt, covering herself, a flush of shame sweeping over her. She said, "I'm sorry ... I-I never fainted before in my life ... it's ... it's all coming back now ... "
"Here," Jack said, holding the glass to her lips. "You ought to drink the rest of this, Nora."
She took the glass from him and drained it, the amberish colored liquid immediately causing further stimulation in her belly. It felt good, God knows, she needed it's welcome fortification. She put one hand on her skirt-covered thigh and his big one came down over it. The unexpected act caused her heart to leap in her chest, seeming to bolt upward as if to lodge in her throat. Her breath caught and she gaped at him, then, she eased backwards, squirming into the corner of the bed. He grinned, his face struggling for tenderness, but the tiny lecherous explosions sparkling in his eyes belied him.
A tremor rippled over her as she felt his hand that had been on top of hers resting on her thigh, move suddenly to her flat, tense stomach, then inch around her waist as he slid closer to her, until his face was mere inches from her own. Yet, as horrified inwardly as she was, what amazed her was that the touch of his hand and it's warmth through the material of her sparse clothing sent an unwanted tremor ... a near-thrill to tingle over her cringing flesh. Good God! Had Paul denied her that much sexually? She had to keep her wits! Had to ... !
"Stop! Please ... stop it!" she snapped, writhing from his grasp and stumbling to her feet, but not too steadily. "I've got to leave now!"
Jack arose, confronting her, his hardened face set determinedly. "Leave? Leave, hell!" he hissed, his carnal eyes devouring her. "I'm going to fuck you, sweetheart ... willingly or otherwise ... It makes no difference to me!"
Nora stiffened as if she had been submerged naked in a snow bank. Her mouth fell loosely open and her eyes widened in sheer disbelief, his use of the vile descriptive word knifing into her as she truly sensed her helplessness against him. Then, as she stood there near-petrified, she felt his hands slipping around her slender waist again, and the strength of his powerful arms drawing her tightly against him, his one hand moving down to encompass the rounded full spheres of her buttocks, while the other one lumped against the small of her back. She felt the blood rushing to her cheeks in the shame of his coarse hand moving intimately over her tensed, fear-stricken body.
"S-stop! Stop it, do you hear? I'll scream for help!" she cried desperately.
"You little bitch! You make one sound and I'll beat you within an inch of your life!" he spat at her in warning, clutching the soft resilient flesh of one buttock in his hand brutally. "Understand? Goddamn you, answer me!" he snarled, his panting breath full in her face as he drew her tighter against the rising bulge at his loins.
"Oh ... oh, my God!" she whimpered, her sickened, pain-filled and horrified brain racing madly in phrenetic circles. Paul! Paul! Help .me ... ! My God, where are you? Wh-what am I going to do? He's mad! Mad! Oh ... oh, his huge thing ... it's grinding right into me ... !
Once more, she struggled in his arms, trying to free herself, but she was helpless against his might, and slowly he lowered his head until his wet, bloodless lips completely smothered her soft, trembling mouth, his tongue smashing lustfully between her lips and against her small, white teeth. He hugged her close, his big hands hot and moving as they pressed into the round, full orbs of her buttocks to force her pelvis tighter against him, his height playing the throbbing bulge of his cock hard against the softness of her belly, and an unreasonable and uncontrollable tremor rippled over her.
Something ... something absolutely impossible was happening inside her! She was actually experiencing wild little sensations of excitement to contrast those of shame and repulsion at his vile assult on her helpless body ... and although she was desperately resisting him, her mouth gave way to the rape of his tongue and she sensed herself going limp against him as he forced her back down on the bed, his big hands covering her erect, full breast now, sending further unbelievably lewd fermentations spiraling through her.
"Oh ... oh ... no ... no ... stop ... !" Nora groaned as he lifted his head to grin evilly down at her.
"Getting to you now, eh, Nora?" he hissed, his hands roving over her exploringly. He chuckled lewdly. "And you know why ... ? As I said before, I laced that liquor good. A mighty potent aphrodisiac! It only takes a little to drive you right out of your skull ... set that tight little cunt of yours on fire ... makes you beg for a cock to fill it ... but don't worry, I'm going to fill it for you, eh?" he went on, leaning above her and playing with her beautiful, tormented face with his wet, probing tongue.
His filthily modified statements ricocheted off the walls of her mind as she struggled to fathom their meaning. She was truly coming alive with overpowering, impossible sensations. His hands, his tongue, his body had kindled her aflame with desire almost immediately. Never ... never before ... even with Paul ... had she felt so overcome with sheer sensual craving. My God, she had to gain a hold on herself! What was happening to her ... that she could come to relish the lewd caresses of a perfect stranger ... ? Oh, Paul ... Paul! Help me! Help me!
Then, his huge hands were on the satiny, naked flesh of her leg ... moving upward ... upward to her thigh ... the soft, warm flesh of her inner thigh ... and God Almighty! She wanted it there! Oh God ... !
"Baby, baby ... you beautiful, luscious bitch!" Jack babbled down at where she lay stretched out beneath him, while his hands smoothed up the silken flesh of her trembling thigh, moving higher with each stroke, until he let them brush to the very peak of the delightful juncture, instigating the sensation of contact as they pressed gently against the golden fleece covered lips of her panting, pink-slitted little pussy. Nora groaned and jerked to the slight pressured touch against her naked, tingling genitals, her brain desperately fighting to seize control from her rapidly overpowering physical senses. Oh Lord, what had come over her? Oh ... . somehow ... somehow, she had to end this horrible teasing she was allowing her body to be submitted to!
"No! No! You've got to stop this ... I can't be unfaithful to my husband again ... Don't you see?" Nora cried, rolling her head back and forth, her eyes squeezed tightly closed in her shame. "Damn you, stop, I say! He'll kill you! Paul'll kill you for this ... !"
Oh God! her mind was a whirlpool of confusion. If only she could think straight! If only she could run from the room. Maybe if she played along a little ... Yes! Yes! She must play along ... humor him ... and be thankful that he had doctored her drink with whatever it was! At least, that would make it easier ... Yes, that was it ... play along ... humor him ... until she got her chance ... to run from the room if she ever did ...
"Damn you ... damn you! You're beautiful, Nora!" her host half-whimpered. "I could eat you alive! You know that!" he went on, interrupting her thoughts as he gently stroked her thighs, brushing her golden hair-covered vaginal lips up between her legs at the apex of every stroke.
Nora felt her arms move upward and around his neck while her legs opened to him uncontrollably, as if manipulated by a separate brain of their own, while her tongue suddenly trailed across his lips, little mewls of helpless submission emitting from her throat.
It happened then! She felt his thick long finger tracing the thin, pink-furrowed line of her exposed cunt and she writhed and squirmed beneath it intractably. Her hands caught at his powerful shoulders, their lacquered nails gouging into the muscular flesh through his clothing. A quick moment of repulsion swept her up at her own response, even as the prurient spasms of unwanted desire raced through her loins and belly, while slowly he parted the wisps of soft sparse pubic hair and wormed his middle finger between her warm vaginal lips exploringly ... at last, worming it deeper and deeper up into her moist, excited channel, sending shocks of insane delight soaring through her.
"Oh ... ooohhhhh ... Paul ... Paul!" she whimpered brokenly in mounting passion. "Hurry, darling ... hurry ... and come after me before it's too late!!"
Nora tossed her head and whined throatily in her emotional torment and unprecedented craving, a stimulating shock playing along the smooth, exposed flesh of her legs, and she twitched and squirmed her buttocks down into the softness of the bed, her whimpers changing into an incessant, helpless series of groans as Jack's fingers taunted the sensitive slit between her thighs, gently thrusting and probing into it, parting the silken, blonde pubic hair and making a sudden, electrifying contact with the tiny throbbing center of the undesired passion that had swept over her. It lewdly saturated her whole being, and she chewed at her lips to hold back to moan of sheer delectation mounting ecstatically in her sensuously quivering breasts.
Oh ... Oh ... it was so wicked and evil ... terribly, terribly wrong! Oohhh ... she had to stop him from doing these forbidden things to her ... while there was still time ... but how? How? Oh, Paul, Paul, darling, why don't you come ... . ? Ooohh .....
And then, momentarily, she tried to struggle against him, but he held her as if she were a child, snickering triumphantly down into her beautiful, shame-contorted face. Then, she again relaxed her struggling, the incredible horror of her complete helplessness ... of the entire abominable situation slowly but indelibly impressing itself upon her mind. Dear God! She was hopelessly trapped! There was nothing she could do but lie there in defenseless subjugation while this demented man lewdly felt of, and explored, her soft secret body at will ... taking any and all indecent liberties with her that he pleased. There was absolutely no way she could stop him ... and even if she could, she would lose in the end, for her husband, Paul, might be angry with her for not letting this man do it to her ... !
Oh ... oohhhh ... if only she could cry, vent herself some way of the vile repugnance she felt for herself at that very moment ... for in all shame, she knew that her betraying body was reacting with unwanted desire to the maddening play of his fingers in her vagina, her hips actually responding of their own volition in rhythm to his tantalizing fingerfucking in the moistly aroused split between her legs.
"Now ... that's it, baby," he hissed at her. "That's better ... don't try to fight me. Enjoy it, baby ... like that ... You see? Your tight little cunt is getting nice and wet ... and pretty soon you're going to beg me to fuck you ... now, aren't you, Honey?"
Nora couldn't catch her breath. She tried to speak but her words stuck in her throat, the sensual shock of his thick fingers teasing around her now hotly quivering clitoris causing her to writhe her buttocks down into the bed in a vain effort to escape the frenzied spasms coursing over her soft, vibrant flesh.
"Oh ... oh," she moaned helplessly while he continued his clitoral teasing, at last, pausing to draw an answer from her.
"Well ... am I right, Baby? You want me to fuck you, eh?"
"Oh ... yes ... yes ... anything you say ... "only ... don't hurt me. Please, don't hurt me ... ?" she begged, breathless from his assault, her lovely face a grimace of the lewdly rising pleasure deep up in her tortured belly.
"I won't hurt you, Nora. Just fuck ... fuck me back hard and good, eh?"
Again, the sound of the lewd, obscene word caused her to react inwardly, but oddly enough it was with a sense of strange excitement as he uttered it and she rolled her face away from him. "Yes ... oh, yesss ... I'll try ... " she whimpered between tightly clenched teeth, trying desperately not to show the effect his fingers were having on her.
Jack gloatingly moved up over her, forcing her face back to him with his hand behind her head. He kissed her wetly, his tongue sliding deep into her mouth while his thick long finger began to teasingly massage her cunt once more.
Nora groaned beneath him, fighting to keep control of what mental facilities she still possessed as the convulsive little twinges of delight began to race involuntarily through her loins and belly again.
"Let's get our clothes off, Baby," he whispered. "Help me ... sit up ... "
She didn't struggle, only closed her eyes when he raised her up, refusing to think unless she screamed out in pure fright, assisting him subconsciously to strip her completely naked; then, she felt the cool rush of air against her throbbing breasts with their hard, distended pink nipples as they became completely exposed to him ... and his sharp intake of breath, his big hand clutching them hotly ... kneading, squeezing, rolling the nipples painfully between his fingers, until finally his warm, wet mouth encompassed one, his tongue flicking and worrying the tiny nipple maddeningly ... and then the other in the same manner, the long wet tongue at last trailing down through the deep narrow vale that separated them ... her stomach muscles tensing as it slithered down her, dipping momentarily into her navel ... taunting it while his hands continued to caress and stroke her aching breasts ... and then his hands left them, and he was pressing her thighs apart.
Once more, she felt a cool gush of air, but this time to brush against her warm, damp thighs and loins ... still refusing to allow herself a single thought ... her eyes clenched securely shut, she felt the pressure on the bed while he raised to his knees and she could hear him taking another drink from his glass by the bed.
Oh God ... dear God in heaven! What's going to happen to me? I'll never be able to look Paul in the face again! I'm lost ... lost forever ... ! For a long time, but she couldn't reason how long, she lay there in the darkness of her mind, lost in the torment of her thoughts ... until his voice reached her: "Come on, Nora baby ... open those beautiful eyes and see how it looks to you, eh?"
She did, agonizingly ... and she saw him kneeling erect between her open legs that he had forcibly and obscenely spread open to him, completely naked now, his face twisted in a lewd grin, and she let her eyes trail downward over his muscularly powerful torso to the thick, hardened penis standing out from his lean loins. Her eyes began to widen in mounting revulsion and fear-stricken disbelief, while his licentious smirk broadened and his hands lustfully stroked the heavy uncircumcised foreskin back and forth over the hard, blood-engorged head.
"Look at it, Baby? A beauty, eh?" he taunted proudly. "Think it'll fill that luscious cunt of yours?"
But Nora hardly heard his obscene words; she was more shocked with the sight of his huge, already pulsating organ, icing her inside to the point of almost destroying any erotic sensations that had possessed her. Yet, she couldn't help but gape at the massiveness of his penis ... its length and thickness causing her to stare in awe ... while the sight of her own naked, obscenely spread-open thighs filled her with miserable, degrading shame as once more the helplessness of her situation dwelled in her drug-fogged brain; then, it further registered that he was sadistically enjoying this almost brutal debauchery he was subjecting her to, the gleam in his eyes bordering on sexual insanity.
Still, she stared, her eyes seemingly fixed on the inhuman-sized, fleshy instrument he was still holding and stroking. Its thickness was terrorizing! Good God ... ! No woman could take it! It would rip her ... split her open! There was no question ... she could never take it! Never in God's world!
He laughed obscenely. "Bigger than your husband's, eh, Nora? Bigger than any you've ever had, right?" he mocked. "So ... maybe you'd like to play with it a little while ... suck on it or something ... or would you rather have it rammed right up in that hot little belly of yours?"
Nora tore her eyes away from the massive penis, rolling her head to one side as he continued to torment her, watching with salacious delight the horrified expression of fear that she knew was contorting her face.
Once more, she prayed that tears would dribble from her eyes to help relieve the ball of agony in her throat ... but to no avail ... just as she knew that it would be useless to appeal to this man. She had to steel her senses for what she knew was to come, and she hardly heard his vile utterances and filthy implications any longer; her brain was too occupied with the hopelessness of her position and the horrifying dread of knowing there was no escape; she must endure his assault, for certainly he was going to rape her defenseless, cringing body, no matter how much she begged him not to. There was nowhere to turn; she was utterly alone and completely subject to his ruthless lust. Dear God, why? Oh, why did this have to happen to me? What did I ever do except marry Paul, the man I love?
He dropped his weight upon her then, forcing the breath from her soft, white body with a gasp, the hardness of his thick, pulsating cock crushing into the tender flesh of her belly, his huge hands once more squeezing her firm full breasts so viciously that she cried out with the pain. And then, suddenly, his mouth was smothering hers, his tongue plunging deep into her throat in his mounting lust.
"You hot fucking little cunt!" he hissed, jerking his head up to glare at her. "I'm going to make you beg me to fuck you before I'm finished. You'll never be happy with Paul again when I'm done with you, Lady," he spat, the realistic portion of his brain taking control momentarily. "Yeah ... you're going to beg me to bury my cock in that snobbish little cunt hole of yours ... so fucking deep up your cunt that you'll taste it! Damn your stuck-up ass!"
Nora said nothing, only tried to deafen her ears to his abuse. Dear God, he wasn't really to blame! He- was sick! Sick! And then, he was moving down her body ... slithering downward ... down ... until his face was even with her loins, mere inches above them, and the repugnant shock of what he intended to do caused her to recoil in utter horror.
"Wh-what are you ... ? My God! No! Oh no ... no, please! You can't ... not that! Stop, you can't!" she half screamed as he placed his palm against the soft inner sides of her thighs, pressing them apart even more open to his lust-inflamed eyes. She moaned aloud, raising her head to stare down between her erect, up thrust breasts and see him, mouth open, tongue out, poised between her widespread legs. "Oh ... oh no, please ... I beg you ... don't do that to me ... "
Wedged strategically between the soft white thighs, their warm inner flesh pressing against him, Jack gazed greedily at the tight pink slit fringed enticingly with its flaxen, golden hair, eyeing the two tiny glistening pearls of moisture that dampened the little tonguelike pink petals peeking out at him from the thin, vertical mouth; and as she lay seemingly rooted to the bed beneath her, eyes pleading, humiliation nearly complete, she watched petrified as with deliberately slow and decisive movements he placed his thumbs delicately on the sensitive, fleshy lips of her cunt, spreading the soft, blonde pubic curls as the flanges parted almost glutinously, flowering open the moist, coral flesh to his desire-filled sight.
In utter degradation, Nora felt the hot wisps of his rapid breathing taunt her sensitive vaginal flesh and she moaned in shame, her head still upright, her eyes almost refusing to acknowledge the lewd scene they were beholding. Then, abruptly, her own breath nearly choked her as she watched his face lower into the vee of her naked vaginal slit ... and felt the full length of his long, hot tongue slip wetly, up into her shocked and quivering pussy.
Her lovely, soft, naked body recoiled through reflex, jerking convulsively, a loud whimper bursting from her lungs while her buttocks ground vainly downwards in her useless effort to evade the perverted outrage he was committing upon her defenseless genitals. Her stomach lurched and churned in spasmodic confusion and she moaned loathingly while his tongue slithered in and out of her hopelessly exposed cunt in warped animal-like frenzy.
"Oooooooohhhh ... ooohhhhh ... stop ... don't ... please ... oohhhhhh!" She groaned incessantly in her debased degradation, her head beginning to flail from side to side, negatively as she held it raised in humiliated, shameful horror, gaping in disbelief at his obscene licking down between her widespread thighs. It wasn't happening! It couldn't be! A horrible and lewd nightmare ... that was all! She tried to reason it away, but his tongue reassured her as it raced in a liquid torrent up into her unwanting .'.. and yet, rapidly dilating, cunt.
"Ooohhh ... God ... God ... stop! My God ... you can't do this to me! Please ... please ... stop it!" she hissed between tightly clenched teeth in her defilement, while at. the same time tiny, unwanted spasms of lewd delight were coming alive within her whole being from his demented and depraved tonguing of her moist, palpitating cuntal slit.
Then, his hand moved caressingly up over her smooth white belly to! the pulsating, firm flesh of one hard-nippled breast, cupping and tormenting it with sadistic delight while his mouth and tongue sucked and thrust into the widespread split of her loins with wet, obscene sounds that filled the bedroom, and she realized that his dull-gray eyes were locked in twisted pleasure on her abased, humiliated face, until suddenly it struck her that he was waiting for the complete and total destruction of her pride and morals, as well as her traitorous body. He would settle for nothing less!
Damn him! she thought. No! No! Never! and she clenched her small hands into fists, her arms clinging helplessly and tightly against her sides, her whole fervent body forcibly endeavoring to temper itself against the degrading abuse he was compelling her to endure. She had to fight him ... had to! Paul! Paul! Where are you, my darling? Please ... please help me? But even as she waged the feeble attempt, in the back of her brain she knew it was useless; she was ensnared! Paul was fucking this man's wife and there was absolutely nothing she could do ... Lust was rapidly overcoming her ...
Oh God ... Oh God ... God! Wildly, her brain raced in its struggle against his obscene attack, while he continued to suck and lick insanely at the damp, hairline slit between her open legs, and she fought desperately to keep her wits from melting into the hot, liquid ravishment that was creeping up from her loins to completely engulf her, its delight telegraphing unbelievable, enraptured sensations in maddening excitment through every tiny vein, muscle and sinew of her subjugated body.
Damn! What a godamned gorgeous, innocent little bitch she was! He raised his glazed eyes to fix them on her beautiful, contorted face as he unceasingly kept up his wild tongue-thrusts into her tightly clenched vagina. He read the completely subjugated expression on her face with ruthless enjoyment. Shit, it was beautiful ... the way she was trying to fight it ... . that was what made it good. Fight it, stuck-up cunt! Fight it! That'll make it all the better when you collapse ... won't it, darling? Eh ... ? Won't it?
Then, his lips probed and explored until he found the erectile, pulsating button of her clitoris. He heard her gasping moan of agonized pleasure as he sucked the tiny, pulsating nub between his teeth, and clutching it tightly, laved his tongue over and around it in a series of rapidly increasing circles, until eventually he opened his lust-hungry mouth wider and sent his tongue downward, back through the velvet moistened slit to the hot, throbbing opening of her vaginal channel.
Nora realized that she could hardly, if any longer, control herself at all. Whatever it was he had put into her drink had completely disarmed her, and the erotic sensations had reached beyond her physical or mental powers of counteraction. She had become overwhelmingly enraptured with his vile, lust-filled tonguing of her cunt ... unwantingly so in the beginning but surely lost to its satanic delight now. Her own brain had become a turmoil, and her feeble power to fight had so diminished that it was hardly even a memory. She found herself flailing her head wantonly from side to side as he orally fucked her, lashing and plunging his long hot tongue up intg her receptive and not hotly clasping vagina, while she listened as if from another world to her own mewling and whimpering sounds, while he continued to swirl and thrust his tongue into the warm velvety confines of her moist, passion-charged cunt. Abruptly, then, he was raising her legs high, slipping his arms beneath them until they were wedged underneath her thighs, pressing them relentlessly up until they draped over his broad shoulders, then he maneuvered his hand and wrist skillfully beneath the quivering orbs of her buttocks, pulling them up to his mouth with captive authority.
Nora's whimpers of ungovernable, if, involuntary pleasure filled the room as he burrowed his hot tongue deeper and deeper into the simmering fluid depths between her thighs. She tossed about jerkily beneath him and he watched her hands fight a losing battle with one another ... until suddenly they were clenching at his hair in desperation, lewdly struggling to press him further and further into her loins.
Her whimpers became moans, then outright cries of rapture as he continued to plunge his tongue deep into the searing, pleasurable depths of her delighted cunt.
What little control she had managed to exercise had disappeared, Nora realized. Now her buttocks were jerking and convulsing of their own accord beneath his thrusting tongue that was shooting erotic jolts of never-before-known-sensations through her unfulfilled body. And then ... and then ... she felt his tongue flick from her vagina downward toward the secret, tiny, puckered little hole of her anus! She wanted to scream ... but instead, she moaned in erotic bliss at the sudden, wet, seething contact of his pleasure-giving tongue with the forbidden, sensitive opening. She closed her eyes and licked at her lips in sensual enchantment.
"Oh ... oooohhhh ... ooooooohhhhhhh," she chanted ecstatically. "Y-you ... you filthy ... filthy man ... oooohhh ... no ... " she moaned, even as she rolled her hips and tried in helpless abandon to screw her tormented rectum back up onto his stiff probing tongue.
Jack couldn't contain his lewd laughter, and she opened her eyes wide as he thrust against the snug, rubbery opening, raising gooseflesh on her quivering belly and heavy breasts.
"Oh ... ooohhh ... my God!" she coughed, dropping her head back and letting it flail from side to side, her helplessness and debasement still actively strong within her, even as her buttocks jerked and writhed at the delicious sensations racing wildly through her whole being. "Ooohhh ... " she gasped further, again raising her head to gape down at his evil, distorted face licking so hotly between her upraised thighs.
"Please ... oh please stop ... Don't ... don't ... " she begged, the horrifying realization dawning upon her that the words tumbling from her lips were false ... for she did not want him to stop!
And he licked on at her open wet loins while her soft white body trembled and spasmed uncontrollably beneath the overpowering assault at the raw nerve ends of her pulsating cunt; her clenched teeth, fists and determination could no longer do anything to hold back the wanton throes of sensual bliss that had seized complete domination over her. There was no fight left in her ... he was bringing her intense rapture, the likes of which she had never before dreamed! Her voluptuous, sensitive body had secretly cried out too long for fulfillment!
"Oooooohhhh ... Ooohhhh, dear God! Y-yes ., . Yes ... ! Do it ... do it! Lick my' cunt! Suck it ... please ... do things to me ... ooohhhh!" she moaned lewdly, her shamelessly aroused flesh quivering and twitching beneath his long, hot tongue. She raised her hips to him, her wet, squirming loins submitting in complete servitude. Her hands clutched at his hair as she cried out from the very depths of her soul, all else but the bliss of the moment finally obliterated from her mind as she tried to pull his face in tighter to the throbbing, widespread hole between her legs while the near-insane delight of lust-filled enchantment captured compelte charge over her.
"Goddamn, you hot little bitch!" Jack rasped, raising up suddenly, while Nora looked dazedly upward into his leering, now wetly glistening face from-where she lay beneath him, stripped, naked and helpless in her degrading, obscene position. "It's fucking time now, baby ... time to stuff that luscious cunt of yours with this throbbing prick of mine, eh? Yeah, baby ... you're going to get the fucking of your life!"
Reality was slowly creeping back over her, but she couldn't move; it was almost as if she were hypnotized, with her thighs raised and spread wide apart to him, her swollen breasts heaving as she breathed in short gasping breaths and her belly quivered and cringed while her eyes locked upon his long, thick cock spearing angrily out from his hairy loins.
And then, he was crawling up over her and she started to plead once more, but before she could get the words out, another voice ... a feminine voice said: "That's far enough, Jack! Now, get off her before I whip your ass bloody!"
Then, a heavy panting sound reacher her, accompanied by a fierce animal growl. Jack swore aloud violently, struggling to get off of her ... "Goddamn it, Bonnie, I was just ready to throw a good fuck in her. She's turned-on enough now to take on the whole house."
"That's tough, you bastard! It's time for a little exhibition and you had just better have her hot enough for Terry here to finish her off. Now get off the bed and let's let him have a little fun."
With that, she reached behind her and motioned out the door.
Nora could hardly believe her eyes as all the people she had seen in the living room came trooping smilingly in to crowd excitedly around the bed. For one brief moment she had thought she might cry, she was that happy to be saved from the brutal ravishment she knew was coming from the man named Jack. Yet, instead of crying out to the others for help, she had in her shocked surprise not moved a muscle. She remained in her obscenely spread position with her legs up to her chest as if fastened there. It had all happened so fast that her drugged mind could hardly comprehend its meaning ... and then, she saw that the massive animal had moved forward and raised up with its forepaws on the bed, its great head between her legs, and a new shudder of horror and shame rippled through her.
In utter fear, Nora started to lower her legs and roll from the bed, but when she saw the huge German shepherd bare his vicious teeth and heard him growl his warning, she dared not move, only continued to lie there with her thighs still spread and knees drawn up to her breasts, while the beast lowered his head and began sniffing at her saliva moistened vagina, his bushy tail wagging, his haunches beginning to tremble noticeably.
"Oh! Oh my God! Help me! Somebody, help me, please ... ?" Nora whimpered to the naked crowd in cringing terror.
Bonnie laughed then, not only at her words, but at the lascivious sight before them, a spectacle that also struck her as quite humorous. The powerful dog was sniffing at the beautiful woman's naked vagina as if she were a bitch in heat! "And the woman ... Nora, her husband had called her ... she was moaning in near terror as the brute's cold nose suddenly rubbed wetly against her tiny cringing anus.
"My God! Please! Somebody! Call him off me, I beg you!" Nora pleaded in her horror.
"You see?" said Bonnie, turning toward the others, "I told you Terry had a preference for fair-haired girls. The wonderful old lecher ... "
Nora, in her shocked, cringing terror, couldn't believe what was taking place. Dear God, they all were standing there naked, their faces actually twisted in glazed lust, watching the vile, abominable things this horrible beast was doing to her, with obviously no intentions of helping her at all! Mother of Christ! Had the whole world gone insane?
She jerked spasmodically then, hardly daring to realize that the animal's tongue had snaked out to lick wetly up and down the crevice surrounding her snug little rectum, the tip burrowing slightly into the outer fleshy anal ring.
"Oh God ... Oooooohhhhhh!" she whined aloud, then, momentarily decided to try and squirm away, but the powerful animal raised his head, growling menacingly as he began to lap with greed at the narrow pink slit between her thighs.
He ran his tongue wetly the full length of it, from the tightly closed little anus up over the fluted pink edges of her cunt to the tiny still erect bud of her clitoris. His thick tongue spread through the soft fleece-sprinkled flesh like a warm knife slicing through butter. It laved relentlessly between her widespread legs, pausing only sporadically to lunge in a curl deeply into her vaginal passage. She spasmed convulsively as she writhed helpless under the dominating beast's tongue, all of the wild sensations she had known only a short interval before being quickly revived to sweep ungovernably over her once more.
And then, all of a sudden, her fear became a secondary emotion within her, sensual pleasure racing to the forefront! God.-, .oh God! She didn't care anymore! It ... it was too wonderful ... too beautiful to ignore or fight against! Soft mewls of delight erupted from her and suddenly, she found herself placing her hands on the massive dog's ears bravely, and with a deep animalistic groan of her own, kicking her legs back further over her head, pulling his nose forward into her moist, throbbing vagina that was presented up to him now like a naked feast.
His great tongue shot up the velvety channel to depths that Jack had never reached, ravishing her upthrust crotch mercilessly, and she couldn't hold back the babbling whines of licentious delight that streamed crazily from her lips.
Paul Quinn, fucking heavily between the tightly locked legs of his hostess, was interrupted by a heavy pull on his shoulder.
"Come on, man, the show's just beginning! You two can fuck all night later!"
It was all he could do to pull himself from her nakedly writhing body, but Mary beneath him, though also groaning out her own disappointment, insisted.
"Come on, honey! We can't miss this! It's the initiation ceremony for that sweet little wife of yours."
Christ! thought Paul. What the hell are they going to do to Nora? He was a bit worried, and yet at the same time masochistically excited by the thought of watching others fuck his naked wife ... but ... Paul Quinn in his wildest dreams could never have imagined the sight that would greet his eyes as he walked through the door and into the room filled with nakedly and excitedly grinning men and women. Jesus Christ! There was the husband of the woman he had just been fucking standing naked by the bed, his prick standing rock-hard and erect like a flagpole, watching Nora - his Nora - her naked crotch completely exposed to the huge dog that was ... was ... Christ Almighty! The fucking German shepherd was licking her cunt and Nora looked as if she was going out of her mind! Or ... or was it he that was blowing his head ... ?
Paul gawked at her in stark amazement. Christ, it was absolutely incredulous! Either she had flipped or she was higher than a bird on something ... all of them were ... and maybe he wasn't so far from being right at that ... the looks on their faces ... Nora whimpered then, and he swung around to see Terry raise his great head from her wildly throbbing vagina and begin to nudge at her with his nose, as if he were trying to roll her onto her stomach ...
"Turn over! Turn over!" Bonnie ordered. "He wants you over. Get up on your knees! Hurry ... !" she was instructed excitedly, and to Paul's astonishment, Nora was complying like some trained, drugged slave, the expression on her beautiful young face a loose wantonness the likes of which he had never seen before. "Like that, like that!" exclaimed Bonnie. "Raise your ass high!" And Nora did, onto her knees as commanded, moaning passionately as she obediently lifted her lovely buttocks into the air.
Paul gulped aloud, staring in shocked awe while Nora twisted her rounded white buttocks back toward the animal lasciviously, reaching with her slender white hands back to spread the cheeks of her ass open as if to give the brute full access to her tiny, puckered anus, and his brain whirled wildly when he saw the powerful beast's animal tongue lash wetly up and down through the smooth, hairless crevice, his own prick giving a desperate, unwanted lurch in his pants at the depraved, primeval sight.
"Oohhh ... ooohhhhhh ... " Nora chanted while Terry splayed his long thick tongue wetly, through the length of her hotly quivering cunt lips from behind. Then, she found herself trying to widen her knees even further in an effort to open the pink gap more to him. His animal tongue- thrust up the moist coral furrow, penetrating the deep dilated passageway as it ravished her crotch in never ceasing mounting bliss. She moaned gutturally in this never before ecstasy as she twisted her head and with blurred eyes thought she saw her husband, Paul, beside the bed ... but it was all unimportant ... nothing else mattered only the enchanting sensations that were taking place back between her upraised ass cheeks' ...
Then suddenly, through the haze of her ever increasing passion, Nora felt the huge German shepherd mount her, his soft furry genitals crowding toward her trembling buttocks, his forelegs clutching tightly at her hips in the manner of a male human. The beast's lashing tongue had rekindled the flame in her loins even more so than the man named Jack's vile ministrations, and as she turned her head she caught the entire reflection of their obscene depravity in the tilted mirror that hung behind the bed; the salacious sight of the great animal mounting the licentiously spread moons of her own soft rounded buttocks, plus the lurid reflection of Bonnie and the others lewdly appreciative eyes coursing over her nakedly writhing body, sent wildly insane and lascivious sensations of lust-incited rapture racing through her still drug-fogged mind and body.
She saw the image of Terry's unbelievably, glistening, coral penis shoot forth from its long fleshy scabbard, wet and hard, the tapered end slipping and dancing like a beveled, scarlet length of raw meat in the damp open slit of her cunt, and she felt his strong animal body jerk against her in his effort to penetrate her vagina with the pointed, thickening shaft.
"Reach back under your cunt and help him, dammit! Help him!" Bonnie commanded, as both she and the crowd watching in lewd fascination now, while they caressed each other's breasts, cunts, and cocks hungrily.
With an unrestrained moan, Nora shifted her round nakedly upraised buttocks in a searching effort to capture the dog's ever-swelling prick, the heated passion within her building toward the mind-shattering stage. Oh God, she wanted the long slippery organ inside her! She had to have it before she went mad with her constantly growing need! She reached back, grasping the wet shaft and causing Terry to half-whimper, as she guided the pointed tip toward the now hungrily sucking mouth of her desire-flushed cunt, and immediately he thrust, rammed, and thrust again, spreading her cunt hole open wider and wider as he entombed his long animal cock deep up inside her hot pulsing passage.
Bonnie watched in sensuous absorption, gaping as the thick flame-hued rod of animal flesh slithered forward with a wet charge until it was sunk to its hilt, the hairy, sperm-laden balls smacked hard beneath Nora Quinn's damp, golden, hairlined pussy curls.
"Oh! Oh, my God!" Nora blurted, her eyes wide and glazed as the beast, grunting heavily, fucked searingly into her from behind while she stared over at a man's finger moving sleekly in and out of a blonde girl's lovely pink cunt. "Oh, oohhh, ooooohhhhh," she grunted in heavenly relief while she began to move backwards rhythmically to meet Terry's powerful, long strokes plunging deep into the greedily welcoming depths of her belly.
Paul Quinn discovered that he was holding, then releasing his breath spasmodically, as was his hostess as with gaping eyes they were watching the massive dog bucking frenziedly at his now moaning wife's lovely, trembling buttocks, attempting to skewer her onto the last remaining inches of the still growing shaft of his hard, glistening prick. And to his sickened amazement, Paul felt his own cock jerk with unwanting lust at the depraved sight of the huge beast fucking forward, burrowing his giant rod of animal flesh, wet and shining from Nora's cunt juices, deep up into the squirming, clasping pussy of his helplessly kneeling wife.
"Fuck! I never saw anything like that!" Jack exclaimed. "Look at the little bitch fuck back ... she's coming unglued!"
Paul, in spite of the rising hardness of his penis and the softly teasing hands of Mary, the hostess, caressing his firm, sperm bloated balls, felt at the moment like leaping to the bed and ripping the dog from his helplessly kneeling wife's body. But instead, he suddenly found himself being pulled toward the bed by the blonde whip-wielding Bonnie. He was beyond resistance at this point, and she pushed him roughly down on his back on the bed next to the widly fucking German shepherd and his wife Nora. Then, throwing her whip to Mary the hostess, she was straddling over him with her back to him, her white rounded buttocks poised teasingly above his lust-incited cock. He started to speak but got nowhere. The lovely young blonde had clutched his prick and was working its rubbery head into the tiny, gaping mouth of her visibly clenching little asshole!
Paul wanted to struggle, but he couldn't. The very idea of what she was doing was too much for him. The lust derived from the mere sight of her hand manipulating his rock-hard cock-head into the tiny- puckered hole of her anus . :. manipulating her breathtaking buttocks the way she was ... squirming her tight young asshole down onto his throbbing shaft ... all of it was too much! And then ... she was working her ass with undulated movements down onto his pulsating cock, absorbing it right up into the tight, velvety constricting depths of her back channel!
"Oh ... ooohhhh ... ooooohhhhhh!" she cried aloud in obvious pain-pleasure. "Daddy! Daadddddyyyy! Fuck my ass, darling! Let me lay back on top of you ... yes ... yes ... and you fuck my ass, daddy, darling!"
Paul couldn't cope with what was taking place. He lay back flat with the lovely physical presence of her on top of him, his aching rod thrust to its entirety up the beautiful blonde girl's asshole ... beyond any sexual quest he had ever dreamed of ... and he'd had nothing to do with it! Shit! He was going to lose his mind! Even knowing the truth now ... about swap parties ... about Jack ... about the whole fucking world ... he was lost! Fuck, he was lost! His loins were hammering in their desire for release! He might lose his mind! And ... and his wife, Nora! There she was ... Christ almighty, there she was! Getting fucked to death by a dog! She was losing her wits, too! Her face ... his beautiful Nora ... he loved her ... she was going wild ... oh ... oh, shit ... it was all too much!
Nora hung as if suspended on an imaginary level of unbelievable bliss. At first, the vicious invasion had nearly blinded her with the unexpected agony of the massive animal shaft bursting into her, pushing the velvety, resistant flesh of her tight vaginal passage before it, until in seconds he had thundered it in its entirety deep up inside the warm constricting depths of the waiting channel. And as he continued to piston into the softness of her upthrust buttocks, she could feel his animal balls swing hard in taunting rhythm down against the quivering bud of her clitoris below. She was impaled to the hilt on his ever growing cock and suddenly reveling masochistically in its bestial possession of her needing cunt.
She breathed a moan from her lust-contorted mouth and she began to move in tempo backward to meet Terry's superb, panting thrusts. His forelegs clung to her rounded white hips like powerful furry arms and she undulated her body, rotating her buttocks in lewd, concentric circles, abandoning herself to the ecstatic pleasure of the animal-fucking this beautiful dog was pounding into her from behind. She wished she could see it better ... clearer than the mirror's reflection was affording her ... see it up close as it disappeared inside her ... but she had to be content with adding visionary pictures, and the mere thought of their unnatural coupling sent licentious exultation soaring through her maddenly aroused body. In the mirror, she saw her large, taut breasts dancing tightly beneath her writhing, perspiring torso, moving in cadence with the delightful, rampaging, animal prick that continued to grow, grow, grow ... ever growing inside her entire cuntal passage up to her belly. She visualized it sliding deeper, deeper into the forever stretched mouth of her welcoming cunt from behind, a relentless, steaming rod of shimmering flesh lunging into her.
In her half-drugged state, Nora no longer felt human. She was a quivering mass of sweating, lust-deranged flesh that wanted to be subjugated. She was reveling in the humiliation of being fucked by this splendid panting beast and she ground her buttocks back against his hairy, hammering body like another animal. Never ... never had there ever been anything like this! It was sheer ecstasy ... and ... and there before her lay her husband, Paul, naked, with the lovely blonde girl on her back on top of him, her beautiful long white legs spread wide and drawn back to her full, erect breasts ... so that her golden, hair-lined cunt was completely exposed to her ... and ... and Paul's long, hard cock was shoved right up her asshole ... !
The beautiful girl's tight young pussy looked up at her invitingly, its long pink slit trailing down to her buttocks where Nora could see Paul's wonderfully hardened cock splitting them ... holding them apart ... its thick length buried to the hilt up her obscenely stretched anus, and her husband's heavy balls pulsated before her. Something unbelievably possessive surged through her and she couldn't, had she wanted to, contain herself as she nuzzled her face downward and into the soft, sweet-smelling cunt before her face, while the while sensations continued to race over and permeate her whole lust-filled being. She started her tongue from the tip of Paul's balls, taunting the exposed half-inch of the underside of his prick not yet swallowed into the girl's anus, through her quivering and open cunt and upward, finally sucking the innerlips and clitoris into her mouth simultaneously.
The voluptuous young blond, Bonnie, had never stopped raising her hips and plunging them up and down Paul's plundering cock and as she continued the action she pressed her moist pussy that had flowered open with her splayed legs against Nora's wildly sucking mouth. Furiously, Nora lashed her tongue about the sweet, delicious tasting cunt, her own yet unsated passion mounting and mounting ...
Paul Quinn had given up trying to fathom the basic reason that had brought them to this debauched orgy, or how in God's name he could bring it to an end; he had only to look at the expression of wantonness on his beloved Nora's face to know that even if he could, to interfere with the animal fucking she was getting would be to drive her out of her mind. She had to climax, to be truly fulfilled for the first time in her life, or she'd be forever sexually lost ... but Oh God, how he wished it was his cock that was going to bring her that moment of rapture ... And Christ almighty, she was licking Bonnie's cunt as he fucked her in the ass ... going right out of her mind ... just as he himself was losing all control!
He couldn't contain the groans of pleasure escaping him as he felt the warm soft flesh of Bonnie's full, flattened buttocks pressing tightly against his loins. He thrust upward with her every stroke, into the obscenely stretched, tightly puckered mouth of her back passage; his eyes locked on his hardened shaft disappearing into the tight, wide-stretched pink oval opening between the twin white mounds of her quivering, self-punished buttocks. He moaned again and watched her raise off from it, gaped with bated breath at the tender coral flesh pulling out with it and then being thrust inside as she slammed her ass down upon his prick once more. His breathing increased, incited by the lewd, lascivious spectacle, and suddenly she began to squirm and writhe upon its lengthy thickness in a hotly rolling cadence that made her cunt more available to his wife's hungrily sucking mouth, and he felt the sudden grumbling in his balls announcing the beginning of the end as his cock-head began to throb violently deep - up inside the warm clasping channel of her rectum ...
Bonnie had watched Nora as if hypnotized, her long fingers pummeling her own moist, dilated pussy as the beautiful flaxen-haired girl's husband thrust his long thick cock beautifully up her ass in the same manner that her own husband often did, while her eyes remained fixed on Nora's passion-contorted face, sensually enraptured by the absolutely magnificent fucking Terry was rendering her from behind. She watched the young beauty's lovely, taut breasts, dancing and swaying beneath her writhing body, keeping tempo with the dog's lust-hardened cock skewering deeper and deeper into her from the rear, a merciless piston of glistening animal flesh sinking to its full depth far up into her soft white belly.
Then, Nora had lowered her head meaningfully, moving her face downward toward her tingling pussy, and Bonnie had entwined her fingers in the long silken hair, pressing the beautiful desire-filled face in toward her genitals, immediately feeling Nora's hot, wet tongue, of its own volition, begin to lick the moist velvety flesh of her cunt ... the roundness of her soft flesh sucking feverishly at her clitoris ... the length of her tongue darting up into her vagina to slash, swirl and lave ... hot breaths coming in tight gasps against her flushed, sensitive cuntal flesh as she rotated her buttocks and crotch furiously on Paul's impaling cock, just as Nora was grinding her ass back against the animal shaft fucking wildly into her.
The lewd, erotic sight was more than Bonnie could bear to watch any longer; her climax was about to erupt inside her from the beautiful mouthing of her cunt that Nora was administering along with the ever growing and sodomizing prick that was now pulsing furiously with its building sperm up in the depths of her delighted rectum. She threw back her head against Paul's chest, wailing deeply as the bubble burst and waves of pleasure raced through her loins and belly, causing her legs to jerk out spasmodically on either side of Nora's lovely head buried hard in her suddenly er-upting loins.
She heard Paul choke out a gasping oath beneath her and felt his pumping rod begin spewing its white hot load deep up into her bowels in jets of fiery sperm that splashed obscenely around inside her, while Nora began to utter muffled whimpers. Suddenly, Nora raised her face from her hot spewing cunt and Bonnie saw her glazed eyes grow round and wide as she began to moan.
"Ooohhh ... oooohhhhhh, my God, I'm ... I'm going to, I think! Some ... something is happening! Yes ... Yes! I-I'm going to cum! I am ... God Almighty! I am! Oooooooohhhhhhh ... now ... ooohhh ... I'm cuummiinnnggg ... !" Nora wailed until her voice died in a strangled mixture of sob and sigh, her long flaxen hair twisting from side to side, her head flailing wildly as she began the first delightful spasms of orgasm, screwing her smooth, rounded buttocks back onto the thickening, driving animal cock with abandoned frenzy.
Paul could see in the tilted wall mirror the reflection of Terry, the huge dog's tongue hanging loosely from the mouth of his great head, panting and dripping its saliva onto the smooth white flesh of Nora's back while he fucked into her salaciously undulating buttocks with feral fury. Then, Nora shrieked once more, slamming her ass back against the dog prick with a frantic jerk as simultaneously he thrust forward and his massively swollen cock began to squirt its hot animal sperm deep up into her belly in long, hard, jet-like streams. Again, Nora screamed, and her buttocks began to contract convulsively while both Bonnie and Paul watched the mirror to see the combination human-animal, thick, white orgasmic liquid nearly explode from the swollen lips of her tightly locked cunt that was still clasping and squeezing Terry's long thick prick, thin rivulets of the sticky, white fluid running down the satiny white columns of her soft inner thighs in wetly cascading quakes ...
Oh, God, she had never had an orgasm like this in her whole life. It felt as though a volcano were gushing the whole of its warmly flowing lava deep up into her almost bursting belly, and then, as quickly as it began, it was over. Somehow the dog, Terry, had pulled himself from her and leaped from the bed; and then another stranger was rolling her limply over on her back and was crawling between her widespread thighs and had begun driving his lust-hardened cock deep up into her animal-sperm-filled vagina. How long it lasted she didn't know. There were faint momentary seconds of consciousness when she could hear her own voice pleading to the naked group of men around the bed to fuck her more, four of them at one time, and then would come darkness again with the heavy perspiring weight of another nakedly eager body falling between her welcomingly spread thighs.
Paul had long since disappeared into another room, and it wasn't until later, much later, and God only knew how many different men, that he returned and lifted her sperm-flooded body from the bed, dressed her quickly and carried her to the car and home ...
Chapter Eight
Rita Rim had returned from Florida. Her father had been pronounced out of danger, and the prognosis for his recovery was very encouraging.
She and Lee were visiting the Quinns. All of her news had been exhausted, and the four sat sipping their drinks. They had decided not to tell the Rims about the dog, Terry, but had agreed to tell them the equally bizarre story that had occurred to them afterwards.
It was Lee who brought up the subject by asking about Paul and Nora's experiences with the swap' club they had visited down at the beach.
There was silence for a moment; neither Nora, or Paul, was willing to start an explanation.
"Was it something less than you expected ... ?" Lee quieried.
"Well ... " Paul said, looking uncomfortably at Nora. "It was pretty wild ... a lot wilder than we thought it would be!"
"How many couples were there?" Rita asked, a glow of interest in her eyes. It was the first she had heard of it.
"There were five couples ... including us ... " Nora volunteered. " ... And they all went for ... sex in groups!"
"You mean ... everybody ... all doing it at the same time?" Rita asked. "Ten people ... ?" She tried to visualize such a scene.
"No ... not exactly like that ... !" Paul corrected. "It was two groups ... !" He stopped, not quite sure how to explain it.
"What he means ... " Nora said, taking it up, "Four of the women ... were with Paul ... and ... "
"And ... four men ... for you ... ?!" Rita gasped, seizing on the idea, quickly.
"Y-Yes ... that's the way it was ... !" Nora answered.
"Well ... what happened ... ?" Lee wanted to know, sitting forward on the couch.
"It was wild!" Paul grinned.
"It was horrible ... at first!" Nora grimaced, remembering herself with the giant German shepherd before it happened.
Rita exploded with, "Horrible ... ? It should have been out of this world! Imagine ... ! Four men ... at one time! It makes me all tingly ... just thinking about it!"
"You would!" Lee observed, looking hard at his wife; then turned back to ask, "You said ... at first ... what do you mean ... ?"
Nora's face flushed, as she remembered coming to full consciousness for a while during the evening and what had happened. "Well ... four men coming at you with ... big hard ... c-cocks ... is sort of ... well ... frightening, to say the least. They're only a certain number of places ... "
Lee understood, at once, but Rita wasn't sure. She queried, "You mean ... they used ... all your openings ... ?"
"Y-Yes ... " she faltered.
"And ... afterward ... ?" Rita probed.
"Well ... I got used to it ... and it was ... all right!"
"She's understating it!" Paul added. "The way I heard it ... she really flipped ... after a while ... but what worried me was that ... she might have gotten hurt ... !"
"Are you going back?" Rita asked, breathlessly.
"Well ... I don't ... " Paul started.
Nora cut in. "No!" she said with emphasis. "It was wild ... all right ... but it wasn't my idea ... of sex fun! Those four men ... practically ... r-raped me!"
"She was gang-fucked!" Paul explained.
" ... Well ... what about the four women?" Lee wondered.
"Naturally ... it was different with them ... they did a lot of lesbian things, together ... "
"Did you ... fuck all four ... ?"
"Yes ... "
Lee smiled, dubiously. "I don't believe it!"
"You don't have to ... Old Buddy!"
Rita had been thoughtful during the exchange between the two men. "I think it'd be fun ... to do it in a group ... some of the time!"
"We've got our group ... right here!" Paul told them. "And what I think ... and I agree with Nora on this ... that it'd be better ... if we stuck with people we really know!"
Lee was right with him. "You mean ... like we could start our own group ... and just invite people we know and like already ... . ?"
"That's the idea!" Paul assured him.
"You don't get any kooky ones that way!" Nora added.
"Oh, that's wonderful! A great idea!" Rita enthused. "Let's get started ... right away!"
"Let's take some time to think about it ... and who we'd like to have ... but right now ... I'd like to make a suggestion." Paul smiled.
"Okay ... " Lee agreed.
"I've got the beginnings of a good hard-on coming on ... and I'd like very much to put it to work!" His eyes were glued to Rita Rim, drinking in the loveliness of her body, revealed through her see-through blouse.
"Paul ... darling!" Nora reminded him. "I'm your wife ... remember ... and I have something to say about that!"
The tall redhead looked over at her, startled, wondering what she was objecting to, now; after all, it had been pretty well established among the four of them ... that what he had suggested would be acceptable. He would take Rita ... his old friend, Lee, would make it with his wife, Nora.
"I don't get it ... ?" Paul queried. "What's wrong ... with my wanting to take Rita to bed?"
"Nothing!" Nora smiled at her husband. "Just take me ... too!"
"What do you mean?"
"It's simple ... you said we had our group ... didn't you?"
"Oh, you mean ... all four of us ... right now ... ?"
"Of course, darling ... what else?" Nora smiled, rising and going to where Lee Rim sat. She re-seated herself beside him, and he took her into his arms, solidly. He murmured, questioningly, "Are you sure ... that's what you want?"
"Yes ... Lee ... I'm very sure! All four of us rolling all sweaty and naked together in one great big bed ... !!"
