by Desconhecido
She kissed her way down his stomach, knelt on the floor between his legs, and pulled the front of his boxers down, exposing his thick cock. She slipped her fingers between his cock and his belly, lifting his dick to her mouth. She ran her tongue along the length of it, teased the sensitive spot just below his purple crown, then slid her mouth around the head of his cock and began sucking it.
Jimmy paid her no attention. He was caught up in the game. Debbie worked eagerly at his cock, nibbling the fleshy knob, flicking her tongue against the tip.
She watched his face as she did, looking for some sign of encouragement. He didn’t even bother to glance down at her.
She sucked him for a few more minutes, then she released his cock and climbed back up on the couch, once again snuggling up to Jimmy. She slipped one hand inside her satiny robe and caressed a hard nipple. She squeezed her soft tit in her hand, massaged it, and tugged on her nipple. She dropped her free hand between her legs and slid a finger inside her pussy.
Damn, she was wet. She felt her juices rolling down her finger as she worked it in and out of her pussy. She fucked herself with her finger, paying special attention to her clit, exerting the right amount of pressure to make her moan.
“Shhhh,” Jimmy said. “The game, honey.”
As if she cared about his fucking game.
She straddled him, pressing her knees into the couch cushions on either side of him, letting her robe fall open so her jiggling tits were in his face. She reached behind her and extracted his cock, which had already gone soft again. She rubbed it between the lips of her pussy until it began to stiffen, then she sat back on it.
There, how could he resist that?
He leaned to one side so he could see the TV.
Debbie rode to the tip of his cock and down again. Surely he couldn’t ignore her for long. What guy wouldn’t want a beautiful woman on his lap, grinding away at him? She pumped her hips harder as she continued riding him.
One of the teams scored. It was apparently Jimmy’s team, because suddenly he whooped like a wild indian, shoving one fist in the air. When he did, his ass came off the couch and his cock slid all the way up inside Debbie’s pussy, inadvertently setting off her orgasm.
“Ohhhhh,” she screamed.
Jimmy pushed her aside at the peak of her climax.
“Not now,” he said.
The shock of being pushed aside so suddenly disrupted her orgasm, leaving her angry and frustrated.
“What’s wrong with you?” she asked. “You’d rather watch football than fuck?”
He looked at her then, as if he’d just realized she was in the room. “This is a big game,” he said.
He said it with such seriousness that she knew it would be impossible to get through to him.
“Forget it,” she said. She stood up, tying her robe. “Just go ahead and watch your precious game.”
She stormed into the bedroom, fell onto the bed, and closed her eyes to sleep. She was still horny. Her interrupted orgasm had only made it worse. She tossed and turned for a long time, annoyed by the sound of the TV, agitated because she was so worked up, both physically and emotionally.
Jimmy still hadn’t come to bed by the time she finally drifted off to sleep.
* * * *
Debbie was sitting at the kitchen table with a book and a cup of coffee when Trish knocked on the door. Trish was her neighbor. Another bored housewife who spent a lot of time watching TV. Sometimes the two of them would get together and talk, sometimes they went shopping together, other times they sat and watched afternoon soaps.
Trish was a year younger than Debbie, with dark brown hair and green eyes. She was married to a man who, like Debbie’s husband, took little interest in sex. Trish often came by just to chat, and more often than not they would joke about the lack of sex they were getting, mainly because complaining did no good.
Trish went to the coffeemaker and reach into an overhead cabinet, taking down a coffee mug. She filled the mug to the rim. She noticed an airtight package of Polska kielbasa lying on the kitchen counter.
“Dinner?” she asked, nodding at the lengthy sausage.
“Yep. I’m going to make it with sauerkraut. Jimmy likes it, although I shouldn’t make anything that makes him happy.”
Trish sat down at the table. “He’s in trouble, huh?”
“I just can’t get him to put out,” Debbie said.
Trish laughed. “Join the club. Gary ’s the same way. He’d rather watch TV. I could sit on his face and not get a reaction… no, I take that back. He’d tell me I was blocking the TV.”
“What happened to the guys we married? I remember when I couldn’t keep Jimmy off me. Now I’m lucky to get him to look at me.”
“I know the feeling,” Trish said.
They drank coffee and talked about the neighborhood, which was always good for a little gossip. It didn’t take long for them to go through the last of the coffee. Trish offered to make the next pot, and while she was preparing it, her eyes fell once again on the Polska kielbasa.
An idea struck her. She glanced over at Debbie, who was watching her as she made the coffee. “Have you ever noticed how sexy this stuff is?” Trish asked.
She held up the package of sausage.
Debbie smiled. “You’re a pervert,” she said.
“Don’t tell me you’ve never thought about the sexual connotations of a sausage. Every girl has.”
Again Debbie smiled. “Maybe once or twice,” she said.
“Have you ever masturbated with one?”
“Have you?” Debbie asked, blushing.
“Sure. A girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do.”
“I never have,” Debbie said.
There was an awkward moment of silence, then Trish said, “Wanna try it?”
“Are you serious?” Debbie asked.
“Sure I am.” Trish took a knife from the silverware drawer and cut the package open. “You’ve already said Jimmy doesn’t deserve his favorite meal. You can feed him soup. We’ll put this to good use.”
She held the sausage up and cut the little piece of skin that held the two ends together. When the sausage unraveled, it measured at least twenty inches.
“Holy shit,” Debbie said.
“Imagine this inside you,” Trish said.
“I am,” Debbie replied, her eyes growing wide with excitement.
“Come on, let’s play,” Trish said.
Trish headed for the bedroom. Debbie was quick to follow. She wasn’t exactly sure how far Trish wanted to take the adventure they were about to have, but it occurred to her she was willing to go all the way. She wasn’t sure why she and Trish had never fooled around in the past, but the idea of doing it now gave her a rush and made her pussy tingle.
In the bedroom, Trish tossed the sausage on the bed and faced Debbie. They met each other’s eyes for a moment, as if taking the time to make sure this was what they both wanted, and when there seemed to be no question, Trish slid her arms around Debbie’s waist and pulled her close.
Debbie liked the way Trish’s lips felt against her. She opened her mouth slightly, letting Trish work her tongue in. Trish worked Debbie’s tank top up, exposing her breasts. She slid her hands up and over Debbie’s tits, rolling them under her palms.
Debbie moaned.
They broke the kiss and began taking off their clothes, scattering them all over the place as they hurried to get naked. They fell together on the bed, Debbie on bottom with her knees bent and spread wide, Trish situated on top, grinding the mound of her pussy against the mound of Debbie’s pussy.
Trish kissed Debbie again, thrusting her tongue into Debbie’s mouth. Debbie sucked on it for a few seconds before releasing it.
Trish gathered Debbie’s heft tits together, capturing one hard nipple between her lips and pulling it deep into her mouth. She flicked her tongue over the tip of the nipple, gave it a little bite, then moved over to work on Debbie’s other nipple.
She work
ed her way down, taking her time, running her tongue over Debbie’s smooth skin. She teased Debbie’s navel, running her tongue around it a couple of times, then dipping her tongue in the soft indentation.
Trish moved lower, pressing her mouth against the soft, curly hairs on Debbie’s mound. Debbie spread her legs wider, arching her back to give Trish unrestricted access to her slippery pink slit.
Trish teased Debbie’s clit from beneath its fleshy hood and nibbled on it with her lips, then she gently sucked it into her mouth and rolled it around on her tongue. She worked a finger into Debbie’s pussy at the same time, working it in and out a few times before adding another finger.
Trish fingered Debbie for several minutes while she ate her.
“You’ve done this before, haven’t you?” Debbie asked, moaning and stretching her body like a satisfied kitty.
Trish gave Debbie’s heated pussy one more long lick before she slid back up face to face with her. “Only once, a long time ago,” Trish said. “In college.”
Trish rocked her hips, grinding her pussy against Debbie’s pussy.
“I remember how freaked out I was when the girl kissed me, but wow, it didn’t take long for me to get into it,” Trish added.
“Let me eat you,” Debbie said.
Trish sat up. “How do you want me?” she asked.
“Just Slide up here,” Debbie said, reaching out to Trish.
“Like this?”
Trish straddled Debbie, her damp pussy hovering just above Debbie’s face. She lowered herself slowly. Debbie extended her tongue, flicking it between Trish’s plump lips, running it along the fleshy pink folds within. For a beginner, she wasn’t timid about the way she worked on Trish’s pussy, spreading Trish wide with her fingers and exploring every inch of her vagina.
Trish turned around, keeping her pussy within Debbie’s reach as she lowered her head between Debbie’s legs. She spread Debbie’s pussy and flicked her tongue over Debbie’s clit, causing her to moan into Trish’s pussy.
Trish reached over and grabbed the thick, lengthy kielbasa. She slid one end into her mouth and sucked on it, then she slipped it into Debbie’s pussy and slowly began feeding it into her one inch at a time.
Debbie gasped with pleasure as the thick sausage filled her pussy.
“How’s that feel?” Trish asked.
“It feels good,” Debbie said. “Fuck me with it.”
Trish pushed it in until almost six inches of the kielbasa was inside Debbie’s pussy, then she withdrew it slowly, bending down to lick Debbie’s clit as she pulled the sausage all the way out, then pushed it in again.
“Shit, Trish,” Debbie gasped, pumping her hips on the thick meat.
Trish pulled the kielbasa from Debbie’s pussy. She ran her tongue along the length of Debbie’s pink slit for good measure.
Trish climbed off Debbie and told her to lie down with her head at the top of the bed. Debbie got into position. Trish grabbed hold of Debbie’s ankles and spread her feet apart, then she sat facing Debbie, opening her legs between Debbie’s.
She handed one end of the Polska kielbasa to Debbie and kept the other for herself, rubbing it against her pussy before inserting it. Debbie slid the other end into her pussy.
The two women inched their way toward one another, working their pussies down on the length of sausage until they met in the middle, clit to clit. They began to move their hips, working the meat between them, grinding their pussies together, and soon their moans filled the room.
“Oh, yeah,” Trish said with a groan.
Debbie reached out and took Trish’s hands in her own, lacing her fingers with Trish’s, squeezing tight as she began to pump her hips. Trish picked up on her rhythm, and soon the two were pumping and grinding together faster, pussy to pussy, each filled with ten inches of Polska kielbasa.
“I’m going to come,” Debbie said breathlessly, panting so hard that her breasts rose and fell in sporadic rhythm.
“Me too,” Trish gasped.
The sausage was trapped deep inside them when they climaxed, one right after the other. They continued to fuck it, hips thrusting, the meat slippery between them.
Debbie suddenly leaned forward, kissing Trish passionately, and when she did, she not only pushed herself down further on the kielbasa, she pushed the other end deeper into Trish’s pussy, intensifying both their orgasms.
The fell apart afterward, both of them exhausted and momentarily satiated, the sausage slipping out of their pussies to lay between them on the bed.
Trish moved up and lay beside Debbie, lazily stroking one of Debbie’s thick, still-erect nipples.
“Jimmy can keep his football,” Debbie said.
Trish leaned up and kissed her nipple.
“So can Gary,” Trish said. “This was way more fun than anything he’s done with me in bed for the last few years.”
“Does this mean we’re turning lesbian?” Debbie asked, only half joking.
There was a knock on the door. Debbie moved over to the bedroom window and peeked outside. She could see the front porch from that angle.
“UPS man,” she said. “I’m expecting a package.”
They exchanged a quick look.
Debbie said, “You’re not thinking what I’m thinking?” she said.
Before Trish could respond, Debbie grabbed her pink robe and threw it on as she rushed to the front door.
The UPS man was on his way back to his truck when Debbie opened the door. “Excuse me,” she called out.
He turned around to see what she wanted. His eyes widened when he caught sight of Debbie standing in the doorway, her robe open to reveal the slopes of her breast.
“Come here,” Debbie said.
He was a big guy in his early thirties, a crew cut, wide chest and arms that were thick and muscular. Debbie looked him up and down, smiled, and said, “My friend and I have been having some fun, and we were wondering if you had some time to join us?”
“You serious?” he asked.
She untied her robe and opened it, flashing her tits and pussy. “Is this serious enough for you?”
She invited him into the trailer.
“Follow me,” she said.
She led him down the hallway, into the bedroom. Trish was lying on the bed, her legs spread wide, one hand moving between her tits, working her nipples, her other hand pushing one end of the Polish sausage into her pussy.
The UPS man stood in awe.
Debbie dropped to her knees and unzipped his trousers. She took out his cock, running her fingers along the length of it, looking up at him as she did.
“Isn’t it just awful what a couple of married women have to substitute when their husband’s won’t put out?” she said.
“Just a shame,” he said, glancing down at Debbie just in time to see her slide her hot mouth around his hard dick.
Trish pushed the Polish sausage deeper into her pussy. Her vaginal lips stretched apart to accommodate the meat. She reached the halfway point and continued working the sausage inside her.
“Jesus,” the UPS man said.
In all the years he’d been working for the company, he’d never been involved in anything like this. He’d heard stories, sure. A lot of the guys he worked with claimed to have been involved with a horny housewife at one time or another. If you believed those guys, this sort of thing happened all the time, but this was the first time he’d seen it, that much was a fact.
Debbie let go of his cock and stood up. She slipped her robe off and kneeled on the bed, climbing over Trish. She shifted her ass invitingly, and the UPS man didn’t need a second invitation. He moved up behind her and slid his dick into her pussy.
Debbie leaned down and started kissing Trish.
Trish continued to fuck herself with the Polish sausage.
The UPS guy held Debbie by the hips and delivered long, deep strokes of his cock, filling her pussy, withdrawing, and then filling it again. Each thrust of his cock made Debbie’s heavy tits jiggle. Deb
bie dangled them in Trish’s face so Trish could suck her nipples.
Trish slipped out from underneath Debbie and knelt beside her. The UPS guy took his cock from Debbie’s pussy and slid into Trish. He fucked her for a few minutes, then he slid his dick into Debbie again.
Trish took one end of the Polish sausage in her mouth and began to suck on it. Debbie took the other end, teasing it with her tongue, treating it just like she’d treat a man’s cock. She opened wide and slid her mouth around the fat tip of the kielbasa.
The UPS guy was fucking Trish now, then he was back inside Debbie, then Trish again. He worked up a sweat, alternating between the horny housewives, one after the other. His breathing quickened. His balls slapped a steady rhythm against their pussies.
“Damn,” he said with a grunt.
He couldn’t hold back any longer. He jerked his cock out of Trish’s pussy and wrapped his fist around his shaft, jerking up and down. He threw his head back, gasping and moaning, his fist flying up and down. His cock exploded, spurting strings of milky cum across Trish’s ass and pussy. He shifted slightly to the left, unloading the rest of his semen onto Debbie’s ass.
Debbie and Trish turned around together, pulling his cock down so they could take turns licking him clean.
The UPS man went back to work happy.
Debbie and Trish took a shower, soaping one another up, kissing and playing around a little before they got out and got dressed.
Jimmy would be home in less than an hour.
“Looks like I’ll be running to the store later,” Debbie said, dropping the limp, well-used kielbasa into the trash can. “I’ll need to stock up on meat.”
“Shall I join you for lunch tomorrow?” Trish asked, smiling.
“You bet,” Debbie answered. “Can you guess what’s on the menu?”
Trish smiled. “Let’s just say there’s going to be a run on smoked sausage,” she said, and the two of them couldn’t help laughing…
Mount Angel
I was flying over the Cascade Mountains in my new Lancair Columbia 350. She was a real beauty, constructed of aerospace composites, sporting a 310-hp Continental engine with a cruising speed of 185 knots. She’d cost me $346,000 before taxes, but it was money well spent.