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@(C) 1998 Frederick T. If you're going to profit from this, please
contribute
a portion of the proceeds to the National Organization for the Reform of
Marijuana Laws (NORMAL) and/or the American Cancer Society.
!!!!! ATTENTION READER !!!!!
The following work is of a sexual nature. If you have not yet reached
the
age of consent, where ever you reside, the author requests your parents or
guardians review this material before you continue. Censoring the material a
young mind absorbs is not the responsibility of the creator but that of the
adult who has custodial responsibility for the young mind. Having said that;
the following story is pure fantasy. It didn't happen, probably never could
happen and the author accepts no responsibility for person or persons who
attempt to make it happen. All the characters were created by the author and
none of them are based on people who actually lived or are living in this
wonderful world we inhabit. We are all created by a wonderful process called
sexual intercourse. That it was made so pleasurable is undeniably the
reason we have filled this world with our children. While the creator
probably did so for a reason; remember that human beings created all the side
dishes that accompany the basic act. Sex should have a happy ending, whether
with yourself or with a partner. That this is sometimes not the case can
only
be the fault of the participants. Sex should be fun ! As always e-mail your
comments to the usual.
The Super Bowl
Part One
by
Frederick T.
With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S. Constitution
***** CHAPTER ONE *****
The Piper Navajo was descending through seventy-two hundred feet. There
were some puffy clouds around, mostly along the coast but for the most part,
it was clear and sunny.
".....Approach, Navajo 89196 is coming right to two-nine-zero, descending
to four thousand."
"Roger...Navajo 89196. Call with the field in sight."
"Field's in sight...Navajo 196."
The Navajo was descending about seven hundred feet per minute at almost a
hundred and eighty knots indicated. Tom Sunset switched to intercom and told
his passengers to buckle up for landing. He glanced into the rear and saw
his
wife, Laurie, was already buckled up but noticed his six charter passengers
start looking for their seat belts. Fucking civilians - the same kind of
jerks who drive around in a car without their seat belts on and then sue the
car manufacturer when they get fucked up in an auto accident.
Tom is an air force retiree, flying for a small charter company out of
Las
Vegas. The plane he was flying had been chartered by a group of people
visiting Las Vegas to gamble and then on the spur of the moment, they decided
to go to San Diego for the Super Bowl. Tom wondered how they got tickets at
the "spur of the moment ?"
It was 24 January. His passengers arranged for the charter yesterday and
then early this morning decided they wanted to come down the day before the
game, "...to party a bit." There were six of them, three couples - all
attractive and much younger than Tom and Laurie's mid-forties. The "guy"
told
Tom, "they'd probably leave after the game...sometime."
Tom asked if his wife could come along. The "guy" said, "no problem."
So
Laurie was sitting in the back, reading a book, as they descended into the
San
Diego Terminal Control Area - excuse me, the Class "B" airspace. The "guy"
wanted to sit in the co-pilot's seat and that always pissed Tom off. They
always asked the same fucking questions. "Can I fly a little ?" - "What's
this thing here ?" - "How fast are we going ?" - "What do you need all these
maps for ?" Tom'd had his fill of giving instruction after twenty years in
the air force.
"I'm sorry, Navajo 196, I was on another line. Did you say you had the
field in sight ?"
"Roger, Approach. Got the field in sight."
"Roger 196. You're cleared for a visual approach to runway 19L."
"Navajo 196."
As the Navajo passed through two thousand feet, approach control passed
Tom off to the tower for landing. Taxiing in, the ground controller joked
with Tom about the VIP's he must have on board; wondering how he got
permission to park over night as the field was going to be full tomorrow
because of the Super Bowl. There was even a limo waiting for his passengers
at the gate. Also waiting by the gate was one of Laurie's oldest and dearest
friends - one of her college sorority sisters - Donna. Tom waved to her as
he
unloaded his passenger's baggage.
Tom made sure his passengers got all their shit into the limo and gave
the
people a number where he could be reached. The "guy" told him they'd give
him
a call a couple of hours before they planned on arriving at the airport. Tom
locked up the airplane, grabbed Laurie's and his bag and headed to where his
wife and sorority sister were gabbing. Tom and Laurie were going to spend
the
night and hopefully watch a descent game, for a change, at Donna's place.
In the twenty-five years or so that Laurie had known her, Donna had been
married three times - all ending in the same fashion - divorce. She had
moved
out to San Diego from Chicago after her last divorce and even though they
lived only five hundred or so miles apart for the last two years, Laurie and
Donna hadn't seen each other for over ten years. Tom and Laurie had attended
her first wedding and then had visited Donna and her second husband in
Florida
while they had been stationed at Langley AFB in Virginia.
Donna lived in a condo about six blocks from the beach and if it had been
a little warmer Tom might have gone to the beach. Instead, he parked himself
on the couch and watched some college basketball while he ate lunch. The
ladies "caught up" out on Donna's patio, where there was a great view of the
pool. And if you got on your tip-toes, you could just barely see the
blue-green of the ocean. Tom was soon asleep on the couch.
The sound of the blender woke him. He looked at his watch and figured
he'd been out for almost three hours. The girls were in the kitchen. He
assumed they were fixing dinner. As he was switching through the TV channels
looking for some news, Donna and Laurie trooped by on the way back to the
patio. Each of them, carrying a salt rimmed margarita.
"Hi ! Sleepy head." Laurie giggled as she opened the sliding glass door
to the patio.
"Restin' up so you can party tonight...right, Tom ? There's enough
margaritas in the kitchen to float a battle ship and a frosted glass in the
freezer. Come join us if you want." Donna said as she closed the door to
the
patio.
Tom kept switching through the channels and after finding nothing but
shitty movies, got up and fixed himself a margarita. He settled back on the
couch and was soon watching a re-run of some sitcom that had been off the air
for decades.
***** CHAPTER TWO *****
A movement on the patio caught his attention. Both Laurie and Donna were
standing at the railing. Donna was waving to someone down by the pool. The
sun was low on the horizon and was back lighting the girls. Donna was
wearing
a shift, what Tom would have called a muumuu. It was white and went all
the way
to her sandaled feet. It had big puffy, short sleeves. Tom could see the
silhouette of Donna's body through the shift.
Donna was dark haired and a big girl, at least five seven or eight and
Tom
figured must weigh at least a hundred thirty - maybe, thirty-five. She had
broad shoulders - a good frame for breasts that dwarfed Laurie's and she
liked
to show them off. Donna almost always wore something that would let you
get a
peek at her tits and Tom always took full advantage of it. The time they
spent with her and her second husband in Florida...The girls were always in
bikinis and Donna's tits were always half exposed. Tom laughed at the times
Laurie caught him looking at them. She'd always kid him about it when they
were alone.
On the other hand, Laurie had very light brown hair - almost blond. She
was a petite, little thing - about five foot four and usually weighed a
hundred and ten dripping wet. She didn't have much of a bust but made up for
it with the tightest, little ass Tom had ever laid his hands on. Better even
than some of the Filipino women he had whored around with while he was at
"Snake" school on the way to Viet Nam.
Donna turned from the balcony railing and caught Tom staring at them. He
was so engrossed in watching the two of them; he didn't notice that he was
now
being watched. Donna leaned back against the railing and thrust her chest
out. Tom continued staring and only snapped out of it when his wife turned
and waved. Laurie came into the front room and asked him if he needed
another
margarita. He just nodded his head. She took his glass and headed for the
kitchen.
Donna followed and leaned over the coffee table to pick up the paper
plate
and used napkin, left over from lunch. Tom couldn't keep his eyes away from
her breasts, heavy mounds of flesh that strained against the fabric of the
shift. He was sure she was braless and was quick to make eye contact with
her
as she rose with the trash in her hand.
She smiled down at him and said, "Having a good time ?"
Tom mumbled something as she turned and headed for the kitchen. Dinner
was tacos and cheese chrisps and more margaritas. The three of them were out
on the patio, after cleaning up, when Donna asked Tom:
"Would you mind if Laurie and I got stoned ?"
Tom thought she was talking about getting bombed until Donna came back
with a small pipe, packed with marijuana. Tom and Laurie were no strangers
to getting high but with drug testing prevalent in both the air force and
commercial flying; hadn't smoked any reefer since college.
The pipe made the rounds and Tom even took several drags. This was some
good stuff as he got real stoned after just a couple of hits. He was
laughing
at something but couldn't remember what it was. The girls were laughing too
but he had no idea what they were laughing at either. He got up to get
himself another margarita.
While trying to figure out how to turn on the blender, Donna reached
around him and pushed the button. He jumped away from the blender and right
into her. They both laughed.
"Things moving a little slow, Tom ?" He kept laughing, finally turned
the
machine off and filled his glass. When he turned, Donna was still standing
very close to him. She put her hands up on his shoulders and continued.
"I'm
real glad that you and Laurie came to visit. I never get to see any of the
old crowd anymore...Thanks."
With that she kissed him. Tom tried to back away a bit as Donna now had
her arms up around his neck and her tongue in his mouth. He backed right
into
the kitchen counter and really didn't put much space between them. She
pressed herself against him, her tongue like a wet snake in his mouth and
before he knew it he was engaged with her, his tongue having a mind of
it's own. Tom could feel her body pressed against his, her breasts mashed
against his chest and tried to put his drink down before he spilled it.
Donna
finally broke the kiss and stepped away from him.
"Boy ! You're a good kisser...And I ought to know. I've kissed a lot of
men. Laurie's a lucky..."
Laurie picked that moment to wander into the kitchen and blurted out,
"Well, what's going on in here ?" She was giggling. Tom was embarrassed,
not
knowing if she knew what her sorority sister and he had been doing ?
He turned to get his drink and heard Donna say, "I just told Tom...He's a
good kisser." Tom almost sip out his mouth full of margarita and Laurie
started laughing. Donna looked back at him and smiled, then turned to
Laurie,
took her face in her hands and kissed her on the lips. The kiss lasted about
as long as the one she gave Tom and he saw his wife's eyes open wide.
Jesus !
Donna was frenching with her !
When the two of them broke apart, Donna said, "Wow ! You're a good
kisser
too, Laurie." Tom started laughing. The look on Laurie's face was
priceless,
part shock and part...What ? Tom didn't know but kept laughing. Before he
stopped Donna was back in front of him. She put her arms up on his shoulders
and kissed him again. This time longer. Tom struggled to put his drink back
on the kitchen counter. He finally got the drink down when the kiss ended
and
then Donna turned and was kissing his wife again. He was feeling the
beginnings of a hardon growing in his shorts and didn't know whether it was
from Donna's kiss or watching these two women kissing. There was no doubt in
his mind that his wife was frenching with her sorority sister. He wondered
if
they had done it before ?
Donna maneuvered Laurie so that their sides were facing Tom as he stood
with his back to the kitchen counter. She raised Laurie's arms so that they
were up around her neck and just kept working her tongue around inside her
sorority sister's mouth. Tom was so engrossed with their kissing that it was
several moments before he noticed that Donna was feeling Laurie's breasts.
The lump in his pants started to lengthen and he reached out with both hands
and started rubbing both of their shoulders. In the process they moved
closer
to him and the three of them almost formed a triangle.
Donna finally stopped kissing Laurie and both of them giggled before
Donna
leaned her face over toward Tom and kissed him. One of Donna's arms snaked
around his neck and Tom reciprocated by pulling her closer as he allowed his
tongue to explore her mouth. His other arm pulled his wife closer and soon
he
was kissing her. Both of the female mouths were warm and very wet. He had
forgotten all about wondering if the girls had ever done this before and was
being consumed by the lust that was building in his groin.
When he stopped kissing his wife, he found that someone had pulled the
top
of Donna's shift down to her waist. Her breasts were bare, tits that pulled
away from the center of her chest - large pear shaped melons, milky white,
surrounded by a rich brown tan. Her tits were topped with light brown
areolae
the size of beer cans with a darker brown, marble sized nipple centered in
each.
Tom just stared and would probably still be staring if Donna hadn't
whispered, "Tom, help me." She was using her free hand to pull Laurie's "T"
shirt off over her head. Tom quickly helped her and soon his wife was
standing there in just her bra and shorts. "Unsnap her bra..." Quickly, Tom
had Laurie's bra unsnapped and Donna pulled it off her, tossing it over on
the
counter top. Both women were now topless.
Laurie's tits were much smaller than her sorority sister's - just a hand
full of breast meat topped with dark brown areolae the size of quarters - her
erect nipples the size of pencil erasures.
"Kiss her, Tom." Tom leaned over to kiss his wife and noticed that she
too had been staring at Donna's breasts. His tongue wormed it's way into his
wife's mouth. Laurie's tongue was wild in his mouth and it wasn't until he
stopped kissing her that he figured out why. Donna was sucking on her left
breast. Tom leaned down and sucked Laurie's other breast into his mouth,
working his tongue around her nipple. Laurie threw her head back and moaned
real loud.
"Oooh ! Oooh ! My God ! Yes...Yes...Yes !"
When Tom stopped sucking on his wife's right breast, he found Donna on
her
knees pulling Laurie's shorts down. Laurie's panties came down with her
shorts and now all she had on was a pair of sandals. Donna ran her hands up
Laurie's thighs, right into her light brown pubic hair - just a bit darker
than the hair on her head. Tom was mesmerized watching Donna's fingers slide
in and out of his wife's bush and then gasped as Donna got to her feet - she
too, was naked. Her bush a dark brown, almost black and shaped like a
rectangle on her lower stomach - a tremendous contrast to the white skin
surrounding it. Tom now had a raging hardon and noticed that Donna was
staring at it, smiling. Laurie was staring at her sorority sister's nude
body
and it was only a matter of moments before Tom leaned over and kissed Donna.
***** CHAPTER THREE *****
While kissing Donna, he felt someone's hand massaging his cock. Just as
he thrust his crotch against the pressure, the hand left his penis. His cock
jerked in his shorts as the hand started to work his zipper down. Tom's
penis
was throbbing and he almost removed his arm from Laurie's back to help the
hand that was undoing the button at the waist of his shorts. His shorts fell
to the floor and the hand immediately pulled his underwear down past his
boner. It sprang back and slapped against his stomach.
Now, Tom wasn't hung like a horse. He always thought he had a descent
sized cock but that may have been because Laurie was very small. Until she
had children, Tom sometimes felt uncomfortable fucking her. She was tighter
than most of the whores he fucked in the Philippines and 'Nam. He always
thought of himself as a little longer than a hotdog but a lot fatter. The
hand was now wrapped around his cock, slowly stroking him.
He stopped kissing Donna and was not surprised to see her hand wrapped
around his dick. What shocked him was that Donna had her other hand in
between Laurie's legs. He was sure Donna was fingering his wife as Laurie
was
bucking her hips against Donna's hand. Tom let his hand slide down Laurie's
back until he had one hand firmly gripping one of her ass cheeks. All the
while Donna was smiling at him and it was a few moments before he noticed
that
his wife was bent a bit, sucking on one of Donna's large tits.
Tom quickly slid his hand between his wife's legs and found Donna's
finger
fucking in and out of Laurie's furry pussy. Tom slid a finger in with her
and
Laurie's hips increased the tempo a bit now that she had two fingers in her -
one from the front and one from back.
"Oh ! Tom...She's so tight." Donna whispered. Tom couldn't say
anything
as he was carried away with Donna's hand sliding up and down his dick. If
she
continued much longer Tom was going to explode. As if Donna sensed it, she
let go of his dick and dropped to her knees in front of the two of them. Tom
still had his finger fucking in and out of Laurie's very wet cunt when Donna
buried her tongue in his wife's belly button. Tom and Laurie started kissing
and only stopped when they heard Donna whisper, "Pick up her up' Tom."
When he looked down, Donna had her mouth buried in Laurie's light brown
bush. He moved behind Laurie, put his arms around her and pulled her up by
the thighs, spreading them in the process and allowing Donna unrestricted
access to her hot, wet cunt. Jesus ! Fucking ! Christ ! The woman was
eating his wife's pussy.
Laurie threw her head back against his shoulder and groaned out, "Ooooh
!
Donna...What are you doing ?"
Donna looked up from Laurie's crotch and replied, "Eating your pussy,
Laurie. She tastes so good, Tom. You must eat her all the time." With that
she went back to licking and sucking on Laurie's cunt.
Tom was leaning back against the kitchen counter with his hardon just
below his wife's pussy. Laurie almost screamed, "Stop...Stop...I...I'mmm
going to cum." She was slithering against his stomach and chest as Donna
licked and sucked her exposed, spread cunt meat. Every once and a while Tom
could feel Donna's tongue tease his hardon a bit as it explored and licked
the
folds of Laurie's pussy. Suddenly Laurie bent forward, almost falling to the
ground. Her momentum carried Tom to his knees. Donna scrambled to keep her
mouth on Laurie's cunt as they rolled around on the floor. Without thinking
Tom dropped to the floor and buried his face between the cheeks of his wife's
ass, licking and sucking for all he was worth. He finally forced Donna out
from between Laurie's legs and forced his tongue into her cunt. She was
sopping wet, whether from her own juices or Donna's saliva, Tom didn't know
or
care. His tongue was pumping in and out of her hot cunt like crazy, his nose
plastered against his wife's asshole.
"Ooooh...Shit...Fuck...I'm cumming...Sooo goood...Yea !" Tom was shocked
at the words coming out of his wife's mouth. She had never used them before
while they were having sex. She had never cum so quickly either and Tom
loved
to lick and suck on her pussy. Her ass was bucking back into his face when
she finally rolled over onto her stomach almost breaking his neck.
She then curled up into a ball on the floor. Donna was kneeling a short
distance from her and had a very big smile on her face. Tom's glance went
from his wife to her friend and then back to his wife. His glance snapped
back to Donna when he heard her say, "Tom, I want to suck your cock."
Without
thinking he was up and stepped over his wife so her sorority sister could
capture his cock with her mouth.
Donna's mouth was like a wet inferno. Her lips slid about half way down
his shaft, her tongue teasing the head of his cock. Tom's hands quickly went
to her head and he started pumping. He was oh, so close when Donna pushed
him
away and told him to slow down. "I want to suck you dry, Tom." Her tongue
teased him for a few moments before she opened her mouth and swallowed him
again. Tom couldn't control his hips and was soon pumping again. Donna
pushed him away and smiled wickedly at him. "Laurie, come help me with your
husband."
Tom looked over and found his wife staring at the two of them less than a
couple of feet away. She smiled at him and crawled over to where Donna was
back to licking his balls and thighs. His cock was harder than it had been
in
years, covered with Donna's saliva. Donna moved to the side and allowed
Laurie to lick on his cock while she teased his balls with her tongue. Tom
couldn't believe he had two women licking his dick - every man's fantasy. He
finally grabbed Laurie's head and forced his cock into her mouth. He had
never cum in her mouth. Their oral sex was always a prelude to the main
event
- - intercourse. Tonight he was going to drown his wife with his load.
Laurie had about half of his cock in her mouth. Donna was still licking
and sucking on his balls. His hips were a blur, pumping his cock in and out
of his wife's mouth. Her mouth was so warm - so wet. Her lips like a
suction
cup, surrounding the shaft of his dick and here it came. The first blast
rocketed out of his cock and he saw his wife's eyes snap open as his semen
flooded her mouth. The second blast was close behind and Laurie was in the
process of pulling her face away from his cock. Half of the spunk splattered
against her lips and chin. She had his cock out of her mouth when the third
blast of spunk flew out of his penis and landed on her shoulder.
Donna pulled back when she heard Tom cry out, "Oh ! Jesus...I'm gona
cum.
Suck it. Suck it, honey." When Laurie pulled away, Donna leaned forward and
grabbed his cock, forcing it into her mouth and damn near swallowed the whole
thing. Tom's body was spazaming against the kitchen counter and he shot a
weak load of jizzim into Donna's mouth. She kept sucking and didn't stop
until Tom was limp. She giggled as she spit his dick out and immediately
turned to kiss her sorority sister who had allowed most of her husband's
semen
to dribble down her chin and onto her chest. The two of them kissed for a
long while and Tom just watched. Donna licked all his semen off his wife's
face and shoulder and sucked and licked her breasts.
When the two of them stopped kissing, Donna said, "Lets go to the front
room. I need to get off and it's not very comfortable here on the floor."
She laughed.
***** CHAPTER FOUR *****
Laurie and Tom found themselves in the front room with Donna sitting in
between them on the couch. Tom wasted no time and started fondling her large
breasts. Her nipples were flaccid but soon became hard knobs of flesh as Tom
twisted them with his fingers. He soon had his head buried in her chest,
sucking and licking on the tender meat of her tits. Every once and while
he'd
look up and find his wife either kissing Donna's other breast or kissing her
mouth. The sight was turning him on. His dick was starting to harden.
He took Donna's hand and placed it on his penis. She laughed and said,
"Not yet, lover boy. I want you to eat me." Tom couldn't get to his knees
fast enough and soon had her legs spread wide, one over Laurie's thigh. It
took a second glance for Tom to realize that Donna shaved her pussy. While
she had quite a bush growing at the juncture of her thighs, her lips were as
smooth as a baby's butt. Tom chowed down, licking and biting the folds of
her
cunt - teasing her clitoris with his tongue and lips - reaming his tongue
deep
into her vagina. Her hips started to move all over the couch. Occasionally
Tom would look up and find his wife sucking on Donna's tits. Donna's head
was
thrown back against the couch, her mouth open, nostrils flared. He knew she
was just moments from orgasm.
He lifted both of her legs and ran his tongue down past her cunt to her
lightly haired asshole and reamed his tongue into it. Donna bucked on the
couch and screamed out her orgasm.
"Oooh ! Yea ! Lick me...Suck me...I'm goooona cuuummm !" Tom continued
to ream out her anus and then started to lick her from asshole to cunt - back
and forth - back and forth. The woman was wild on the couch and Tom was
getting turned on, feeling and hearing her get her rocks off. It was several
minutes before the room got quiet and Tom slowed his tonguing of her crotch.
He looked up, his face covered with her cunt butter. Donna was still
breathing hard. His wife was slowly licking her nipples and breasts. He
crawled up and kissed them both.
Donna slowly lifted her head off the back of the couch and looked Tom in
the eyes, "You think you can get it up again, stud. I bet your wife would
love to get fucked." Just the mention of the word "fucked" started the blood
flowing to Tom's cock. He stood and started stroking his meat. Donna
continued, "Why don't we trade places and Laurie and I'll get it up for
you ?" Tom turned and sat right between them. Donna slithered to the floor
and swallowed him whole. Tom threw his head back and yelled out, "Oh !
Yeaaaa ! Donna, baby. Suck my dick."
Laurie grabbed him by the hair and pulled his face to her's. While
kissing his wife, Donna worked on his cock; seemingly sucking the blood into
it. After just a few moments, Tom was starting to pump his hips, forcing his
strengthening cock in and out of her mouth. After Tom started showing signs
of life, Donna coaxed Laurie off the couch and down on the floor with her.
Tom now had both of them sucking, licking and biting his cock and balls. He
was in heaven and his cock was getting harder by the second.
Donna moved behind Laurie and had her face down by her ass. Tom was sure
that Donna was licking his wife's cunt and ass and could hardly wait to get
off the couch and drive his cock into his wife's hot pussy. Laurie was
sucking his cock like a woman possessed, her head bobbing in his lap like a
yo-yo. Donna looked up and smiled at Tom. His eyes were slits - his mouth
hanging open, gasping for air.
"Tom, honey." Donna whispered. "I think Laurie wants your cock, lover
boy."
Tom sprang off the couch and moved to his wife's rear end, his boner
bouncing in front of him. He dropped to his knees, stroking his cock. As he
guided his hard dick toward Laurie's cunt, Donna stopped him.
"Oh ! Tom, let me." She then grabbed his cock and Tom put his hands on
his wife's ass, spreading her butt cheeks apart. Her hairy, light brown bush
was visible between the cheeks of her ass. Donna had his cock in her hand
and
ran the head of his penis up and down the furry lips of Laurie's vagina. Tom
couldn't wait and when Donna pressed the head of his cock against Laurie's
cunt, filled her with his boner. Laurie's head snapped up off the couch as
he
drove his cock into her and started fucking the shit out of her.
"Aaaagh...Yeaaaaa...Fuck me, Tom !" Tom pounded her harder, his stomach
making a slapping sound against her well padded ass as he drove his cock in
and out of her. Tom was wild. Laurie was wild. They'd never fucked with
such abandon in over twenty-five years of marriage.
Donna was dying to get her sorority sister's mouth on her cunt and as
soon
as the two of them really started fucking, got up and sat on the couch.
Laurie was so crazy with lust, having Tom's cock fucking in and out of her
cunt like a run away train, it was several moments before she realized her
face was between Donna's legs. Donna scooted down and now Laurie had her
face
in her cunt and it was just a moment before Laurie Sunset got her first taste
of pussy. She went wild, letting her tongue roam all over Donna's shaved
cunt
lips - searching for - then finding her clitoris, teasing it with her tongue,
her lips, her teeth. The three of them came shortly, writhing and wailing,
filling the room with the sounds and smells of sex...Hot, wet, fucking sex !
***** CHAPTER FIVE *****
Tom rolled over in bed, looking for his wife. He wasn't quite awake yet
and just wanted to cuddle. He finally opened his eyes after searching for a
while and found that he was alone in bed. He rolled to his back and it was
then that embarrassment crept over him...Maybe, it was more like fear ? He
thought back to last night...All the fucking and sucking, cuming in Laurie's
mouth, eating and fucking her sorority sister...Oh ! Jesus, he was probably
in deep trouble now. He wondered where the girls were ?
Wow ! The last time they made it last night.....After cuming in Laurie's
cunt, he kept fucking her until he slipped out of her and wasn't hard enough
to get back in. Laurie was still eating Donna and Tom had a hard time
believing that this was all real but here he was, watching her eat Donna's
pussy after cuming in her cunt. Donna finally pulled Laurie's face out of
her
crotch. The two of them were giggling like school kids. Donna asked Tom to
get them all another margarita and when he got back, the girls had
disappeared. He found them in Donna's king size bed and soon the three of
them were sipping and giggling as Donna torched up her pipe again.
There was a lot of touching going on as they passed the pipe back and
forth between the three of them and then it started again. Donna and Laurie
started kissing. Tom was afraid that he wouldn't be able to get another
hardon, especially when Donna looked over at his limp prick and said, "You
gona be able to fuck me, Tom ?" Shit ! It had been years since he'd gotten
his rocks off three times in the same night. He remembered laughing it off
but at the time, was afraid that time and the fucking and sucking he'd done
earlier had taken it's toll on his libido.
Donna arranged herself so that her and Laurie were facing each other,
kind
of. They were prone, up on their elbows and had entwined their legs so that
their pussies were mashed together - grinding against each other - really
humping each other. Any fears Tom had earlier evaporated - watching these
two
women grinding against each other, their tits jiggling, their nipples erect,
perspiration forming on their bodies. A stiff would get a hardon looking at
the erotic display he was watching.
He got to his knees and crawled over to Donna's head and pulled her by
the
hair until she had his limp prick in her mouth. She was very turned on and
swirled her tongue around his cock as her lips nibbled on his shaft. Tom
could feel the beginnings of another hardon and started pumping his hips. So
enthralled with the oral sex he was receiving, he jumped when Laurie cried
out,
"My turn...My turn...Come on, Tom, give me some cock, honey."
Tom was only too eager and rushed to feed his hardening cock to his
wife.
She nibbled and sucked and licked until Tom was pumping a very hard cock in
and out of her mouth. As soon as he was hard, Donna took charge. It was her
turn, after all, and she wanted it bad. She pushed Tom onto his back and
mounted him, wasting no time, guiding his cock into her slick pussy. Tom
started thrusting as soon as she seated herself on him and she picked up his
rhythm immediately. She saw a look of envy on Laurie's face as she rode her
sorority sister's husband and really started to get into it, moaning and
groaning as Tom fucked his cock in and out of her cunt. When Laurie started
to finger herself, Donna got an idea and got off Tom's cock.
"Donna...What the fuck..."
"Laurie, help me." She cut him off. Donna had taken a hold of Tom's
legs
and was dragging him to the edge of the bed. Laurie jumped off the bed and
grabbed one leg and helped pull. Once Tom's legs were on the floor, Donna
mounted him again - this time with her back to his head. She immediately
slid
his dick into her cunt and started riding him again. When she had her rhythm
established, she motioned for Laurie to come a little closer.
"Get on you knees, sister, and lick his balls while he's fucking me."
Laurie's face broke into a big grin as she dropped to her knees and moved her
mouth towards her husband's testicles. Tom was thrusting in and out of Donna
as fast as he could. This was his third hardon of the evening and he knew
he'd last a pretty long while. Even with his wife teasing his balls with her
tongue and lips, he felt no urgency; felt he could fuck for a long, long time.
Donna was really getting off watching Laurie's head down in between her
husband's legs, her legs too. She grabbed her by the hair and lifted her
face
from Tom's balls. "Come on, sister. Lick my clit. I know you want to do
it.
You drove me crazy on the couch. Come on, baby, get me off.
Tom was a little disappointed that Laurie had stopped licking his nuts
and
couldn't quite hear what Donna was saying but kept his cock driving in and
out
of Donna's pussy like there was no tomorrow. When Laurie started licking
Donna's clit, she went wild. She leaned back on her arms and really started
driving her cunt back on Tom's cock as he thrust in and out of her. Laurie
was licking right on her clit and she was almost there. She felt Tom had
picked up the pace too, he must be close to cuming.
Donna's orgasm started slowly. She felt it first in her stomach as it
slowly spread out into her groin and then her thighs. Her breasts felt heavy
and swollen. She could see her nipples extend out beyond the curve of her
breasts. Sweat was rolling off her breasts and arms...And then she was there.
"Ooooh ! Jesus Fucking Christ...Fuck me...Harder...Yeaaaaaa ! Aaaagh
!
Fuck ! Me ! Fuck ! Me ! Haaarder ! Aaaaaaghhh !" She was jerking around
like she'd been shocked and it was a good minute or two until she slowed her
movements on the cock that was still fucking in and out of her. Then Tom
joined her, filling her womb with his third orgasm of the night. The bedroom
became quiet with only heavy breathing breaking the silence.
The sound of the toilet flushing brought Tom back to the present. Laurie
walked out of the bathroom and saw he was awake. "A little tired, lover ?"
Tom just nodded his head. He was afraid of what his wife would say next.
Any
minute now she was going to start berating him for his behavior last night.
But then what about her's ? She'd never...Well, maybe she had and he didn't
know ? The fear was back. He was starting to sweat. Maybe it was the dope
or the margaritas ?
Shit ! He'd never done anything like last night...Well, once a long,
long
time ago. Viet Nam...Magic fingers...A guy named Gary Cahill...The two of
them got drunk and took three Vietnamese whores into the back of a bar and
fucked and sucked for hours...It was almost like a contest to see which one
could fuck the longest. Tom lost but what a time he had. He'd never told
Laurie about it. After all it was war time and he was getting his ass shot
off every day - was under a lot of pressure and they were whores. Last night
it was his wife and one of her oldest friends, a sorority sister.
"Where'd you get the suit, honey ?" He'd noticed that she was wearing a
tiny bikini that he was not at all familiar with.
"You're not getting out of it that easy, lover boy." She'd walked over
to
the bed, leaned over and kissed him. She tasted like pussy. Maybe, Donna
and
her...this morning ? No, she couldn't have - not Laurie. "I've heard
stories
of horny men before but I think I saw the king of horniness last night. You
got anything on under that blanket ?" She ran her hand down his chest and
under the sheet. His queasiness was rapidly disappearing. He ran his hand
up
the back of her thigh as her fingers combed his pubic hair.
"Oh ! You're still naked and with the beginnings of a nice stiff dick
too. I'd have thought, after last night, you wouldn't get one of these for a
long while. You have a good time last night ?" Laurie's hand was wrapped
around his hardening cock, stroking it a bit.
"Aaaah...Yea...How about you ?"
"The best...You're not mad ? I've never done anything like that...How
about you ?"
Tom didn't know what to say. Laurie continued, "I felt so turned on...so
alive...but so sluty, too. You sure you're not mad ? I really had a great
time. Too bad we have to leave today."
Tom's hand was up between her legs, rubbing her cunt. Laurie's hand was
now jacking him off. He was as hard as rock and wanted nothing more than to
have his wife suck him off or maybe fuck him. He slipped a finger inside the
leg band of her bikini bottoms. Laurie was bent over just about to swallow
the head of his cock.
"Like it ? Donna helped me shave it this morning when we showered
together." Her mouth captured the head of his dick. He was throbbing. Her
cunt was sopping wet and his finger slid right into her. He could hear the
phone ringing. Laurie's head was bobbing over his groin. He was watching
her
lips slide up and down his hard penis; could see the saliva she was leaving
on
his cock. He pulled his finger out of her and yanked her bottoms to the
floor. She was in the process of getting on top of him, throwing a knee over
his head - her mouth still sucking his prick.
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Frederick T.
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"You should have been here yesterday....." Bruce Brown - circa 1958 - 1961
"Slippery When Wet" or "Surfing Hollow Days" I can't remember.....
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