TOTALLY WICKED: BUNDLE

by MIMI WILDE

  “If you want me, you will,” Hope said pleasantly. “You just let me know and we’ll all get together. Thad and Candy and you.’

  “Damn you,” Amy whispered again.

  “You’d better wash your face,” Hope said. “You don’t want to go home to Jim smelling of pussy.”

  …..

  Amy and her husband had already planned a vacation in Florida so it was nearly two weeks before Amy called.

  “Did you have a nice time in Florida?” Hope asked.

  “I swam a lot to get my exercise,” Amy said.

  “I bet you did.”

  Amy was silent for a moment, and then she whispered. “I’ve been thinking of you constantly.”

  “You know what you have to do.”

  Any half-sobbed the words. “Yes. Damn you, yes. I’ll fuck him.”

  “He’ll really enjoy it,” Hope said.

  They spent the afternoon shopping. Amy had really good taste in the classic sense, and it was hard to get her to understand she wasn’t buying clothes that Amy would wear. They were after trashy stuff that looked good on her, and showed a lot. It was a struggle but in the end Hope had her way. By the end of the day Amy had a new wardrobe of revealing clothes and lacy underwear, and stiletto shoes. They had trouble deciding on a wig, but finally chosen a reddish-brown one slightly longer than Amy’s own hair. With a little make-up and bright red lipstick, the contour of Amy’s face changed, and suddenly she seemed someone else.

  “Funny how a wig can change a woman’s looks so drastically,” Hope said.

  Hope got a text message. She glanced at it and saw it was a request from her husband for Candy.

  “Well, his timing is perfect,” Hope said.

  “”What do you mean?”

  “It’s your coming out party today,” Hope said. “Thad wants to meet Candy at the apartment. I think we’ll both meet him.”

  “Oh, no, I couldn’t,” Amy said.

  “Yes, you can, Amy, or do you no longer desire me?”

  “I thought it might be longer,” Amy protested. “I need time to get used to it.”

  “You’re going to get fucked today, and you’re going to eat my pussy. Isn’t that what you’ve wanted?”

  Amy shivered. “Is there a chance that we might get together by ourselves sometimes?”

  “I’m not sure,” Hope said. “It depends on if Thad approves. Maybe if you make him really, really happy.”

  Amy did not look happy but they hurried back to the apartment and changed. Hope-Candy chose black lingerie with her teddy and black stiletto’s. Amy chose red. Wearing a push-up bra that revealed a great deal of her cleavage and her new wig and eye shadow, and red stiletto’s, Amy sat nervously on the edge of the bed.

  “What I he doesn’t think I’m … slutty enough?” Amy asked. “What if he doesn’t like me?”

  “Oh, trust me. He will. He’s been waiting a long time to get into your panties.”

  “But I’m not quite the same girl as when we had that date. I’m a little plumper … well … you know. What if he doesn’t want me?”

  “Oh, he’ll want you,” Hope said. “Now stop worrying.”

  Amy shook her head. “There’s still something about this I really don’t understand.”

  “Just one thing?” Hope-Candy said.

  “Yes. You became Candy because your husband was cheating on you. I mean, you were willing to become a complete slut just to keep your marriage intact. That part I understand. But now he’s coming here and he’s going to fuck me, or I suppose that’s the plan. Why? If he fucks me, he’s still cheating on you”

  “No,” Hope-Candy said. “It’s not the same. If he had an affair with you, that would be cheating. He would be emotionally as well as physically involved. Today he’s coming to fuck you. He’ll use you. He won’t care about your feelings and he won’t pretend there’s love involved. And it will keep him happy and he will keep coming home to me. He’ll continue to be my husband. That’s the important thing. The rest is just sex. You’re my gift to him.”

  “I can’t believe that you’re the same person I’ve known all my life,” Amy said.

  “I told you before,” Hope-Candy said. “I will do anything to keep my husband. And this is going to give him a real thrill. He really dislikes you, you know.”

  Hope-Candy heard a key in the door and she scurried to the kitchen to return with martini she had made earlier. As soon as he opened the door, she handed him the drink and then took his coat. With a tired sigh, he sank down into the chair near the bed. He got his first look at Amy and his eyes opened wider. He sipped his drink.

  “So why are you here?” he asked Amy, in an ugly tone.

  Amy shivered. “I’m here for you.”

  “You mean you’re here to give me some pussy?” he asked.

  “Yes.” Amy said, looking down at the floor.

  “Then tell me. Once upon a time you called me a no-account boy who wanted nothing but sex. You got me all stirred up and then you wouldn’t spread your legs. I don’t want to get teased today. So you tell me straight out, bitch. You use the words.”

  For a moment anger flared in Amy’s eyes, but then she shivered again. All resistance left her and she hung her head. When she spoke, it was in a quiet voice.

  “I’m here to do whatever you want.”

  “Then fucking use the words, bitch,” Thad shouted. “You want to eat my wife’s pussy, you better use the fucking words.”

  Tears stung Amy’s eyes, but Hope-Candy noticed that Amy was squeezing her thighs together. The rough words and tone was getting to her quickly.

  “I’m here to fuck,” Amy said. “I’m here for you to fuck.’

  “You’re damn right, you are,” Thad said. He looked at Hope-Candy and made a motion for her to get down on her knees. She dropped to her knees in front of her husband. As he watched Amy and sipped his drink, Hope-Candy moved between his knees. She unbuckled him and worked his cock out of his shorts. His prick was already stiff, angry looking and there was already the taste of cum on the head. She took it into her mouth and sucked gingerly on it. After a few moments, he pushed her away.

  “Come sit in my lap, bitch,” he said to Amy.

  Amy tentatively got up and sat down in Thad’s lap. Until that moment Hope-Candy had not really been sure Amy was going through with it, but it was obvious she was getting hot being treated so roughly. She might have agreed to do this just to get into Hope’s panties, but sex was sex. Her large nipples were erect, pushing at the fabric of her red bra. She squirmed in Thad’s lap, his fat cock snug between the cheeks of her ass.

  “Today you pay for turning me down,” Thad said. “You should have at least given me a hand job or a blowjob back then. You shouldn’t’ have let me go home with blue balls.”

  “No,” Amy whispered.

  Thad kissed her. He held the back of her neck and it was as if he was trying to swallow her mouth. Her cheeks bulged as he pushed into her mouth. He bit her on the lower lip and made her gasp. With one savage motion he ripped away her red bra to reveal her perky breasts.

  “Fucking nice,” Thad said. He touched one and then the other and then he did something Hope-Candy had not expected.

  “Come touch them,” he said. “Feel how nice they are.”

  Amy gave her an odd look as Hope-Candy hesitated. The look in Thad’s eyes convinced her, and she reached tentatively to touch one of Amy’s breasts. The flesh felt warm and under her fingertips and she saw Amy’s face flush red and she licked her lips.

  “Don’t be shy, Candy,” Thad said. “Feel them. Squeeze those tits.’

  She could see the hot excitement in Amy’s eyes. She had no planned things this way. The idea of Thad wanting to play with Amy was so far out that it simply never occurred to her. But obviously it was something he had been thinking about as he moved his hips so that his hard cock pressed tightly into the cheeks of Amy’s ass.

  She squeezed Amy’s breast a little harder and Amy gasped. Without be
ing asked, she scrambled up on her knees and bent her head so she could take one of Amy’s nipples into her mouth. Amy went crazy, grabbing Hope-Candy’s head with both hands and pulling her face against her breasts. Hope-Candy started licking and sucking at Amy’s nipple and Amy squirmed a little more in Thad’s lap.

  “I think she likes that a little too much,” Thad said.

  Hope-Candy had to agree. Gently sucking on Amy’s rubbery nipple, she could see the responsive shivers going through Amy’s body and it wasn’t just because she was sitting on a rigid pole of flesh.

  Amy’s ass squirmed a little more, but it was because of Hope-Candy’s gently sucking lips.

  Thad was growing more and more uncomfortable and he finally pushed Amy off his lap. His prick stuck up out of his pants like a flagpole and he stroked it a few times so that it was leaking.

  “Suck it off, bitch,” he told Amy, and pulled her head forcefully to his cock.

  Amy gagged a little as he rammed it into her mouth. Thad’s face looked brutal as he grabbed Amy’s head and began to savagely mouth fuck her, taking out all of the aggression and frustration he had felt toward her through the years.

  “That’s right, you little whore,” Thad said. “Suck it.”

  Again, without being told, Hope-Candy slipped her arms around Amy from behind. She pressed her full breasts against Amy’s naked and she reached around to caress Amy. Amy was still struggling to fit all of Thad’s cock into her mouth. Thad still had a strong hold on her head and his hips kept bucking as he gagged her on it.

  He finally released her, his leaking cream leaking down her chin.

  “Both of you on the bed,” he said.

  Hope-Candy had a sense of what was coming and so did Amy. Her face flushed red with excitement. . In a moment both women were stretched out on the bed and their arms were around one another. It was a strange sensation for Hope-Candy to have Amy’s naked breasts pressed against her own

  “Kiss each other,” Thad commanded.

  Thad was like a director of a porn movie as he stood at the end of the bed. He started stripping off the rest of his clothes as he watched. Amy moved first and her lips covered Hope-Candy’s mouth and immediately her tongue slipped between Hope-Candy’s lips. Amy’s kiss was hungry, her tongue squirming around in Hope’s mouth.

  “Suck on her titties, Amy,” Thad said. “You’ve got her titties now and you can have her pussy. Isn’t that what you want?”

  Thad was just talking dirty, just an attempt to humiliate them both, but Amy was going crazy over his words. Her mouth was hot and her hands ripped at Hope-Candy’s bra until she had freed her breasts. Then Amy dropped her head and started sucking at a nipple like she couldn’t get enough.

  “Roll over on top of her,” Thad commanded Amy. “Candy, spread your legs like she’s going to fuck you.”

  More directions that Amy quickly obeyed and Hope-Candy spread her legs as she was instructed. Amy’s mouth went back to Hope-Candy’s breasts, her teeth and tongue biting and sucking. She put her hand behind Amy’s head, giving her encouragement. She had to admit it felt good.

  Thad got down on the bed with them. He ran a hand down Amy’s back, making her shudder. He slipped his hand into the back of her panties, squeezing her ass. Then he finished the job of getting her naked except for her stiletto shoes, and he ripped the panties off. Hope-Candy knew when he had put a finger into Amy’s pussy because Amy started squirming even more.

  “I’m going to fuck that pussy,” Thad moaned, “but you’re going to give me a show. Put your face between Candy’s legs, you little whore. Eat some pussy.”

  Amy didn’t even hesitate. She seemed desperate to get her face between Hope-Candy’s legs. Hope-Candy gasped as Amy moved her panties aside and pushed her tongue between the puffy lips of her pussy.

  “Oh damn,” she moaned.

  Thad began maneuvering them on the bed until he finally had them where he wanted them. He stood up at the end of the bed again and this time he held his cock and directed it to Amy’s pussy. He stepped closer and worked his way into Amy’s cunt lips. He shoved and Amy nearly jumped off the bed as his prick went inside her.

  “Now I’m going to fuck your brains out, you whore,” he whispered.

  Amy whimpered like a puppy as Thad started violently thrusting into her pussy. At the same time she pushed her face into Hope-Candy’s pussy and started thrusting her tongue with almost the same violence. Hope-Candy raised her knees, and scooted her ass forward. Damn, that tongue felt good. She had the feeling Amy was too experienced using her tongue for it to be the first time. Hope-Candy started wondering how many other women Amy had eaten. Maybe she was the neighborhood muff-diver for the stay-at-home housewives. If so, Hope-Candy had been missing out on a lot.

  “Eat me,” she said. “Oh fuck, that’s nice.”

  “Fucking whore,” Thad groaned. “You wouldn’t suck my cock, you whore. You wouldn’t give me pussy. Well, I’m going to wear this pussy out.”

  Harder and harder Thad thrust into her, and Amy responded by using her tongue in incredible ways inside Hope-Candy’s pussy. Hope-Candy couldn’t help but grab Amy by the head and she scooted even farther down. Amy’s tongue brushed her clit and it was all she could stand. She came up off the bed with a squeal and her orgasm flooded Amy’s face with juice. Amy kept sucking and licking and now she was swallowing the juice.

  “Damn, damn, damn,” Hope-Candy groaned.

  “Fucking whore,” Thad said. “Fucking whore. Oh fuck, here I come.”

  Hope-Candy felt Amy shudder and knew that her friend was starting to orgasm at the same time Thad ripped into her one last time. Amy’s body was jerking. She was gasping for breath and shivering from her climax, and Hope-Candy was sure Thad was filling her pussy with his cum.

  They were all exhausted. Hope-Candy felt as if she had no bones in her body, as if everything was liquid. She let her legs fall straight. Amy’s face was still in her pussy but Amy was no longer moving. Thad moved first. He drew his wet cock out of Amy’s pussy.

  “Come clean me,” he said. “Both of you.”

  Hope-Candy pulled Amy off the bed and the two women dropped to their knees in front of Thad. Hope-Candy gently cleaned the staff of his cock with her tongue while Amy worked on his balls. Thad enjoyed their attentions for a while, and then he pushed them away.

  “I’ve got to get back to the office.”

  They watched him dress and leave. He didn’t look back as he shut the door behind him. Amy fell back on one of the pillows on the bed and looked up at the ceiling.

  “Damn,” she said softly.

  “Double damn,” Hope-Candy said.

  “Is he always that rough?”

  “Sometimes he’s rougher. Are you okay?”

  “I think so but I’m going to be sore tomorrow.”

  Hope-Candy went into the bathroom and stepped into the shower. In a few minutes she stepped out of the bathroom with a fluffy towel wrapped around her. Amy followed her into the bath. In less than an hour both women looked their normal selves again, housewives in short summer shifts and comfortable shoes. Amy had a funny expression on her face and Hope-Candy recognized it was guilt.

  “Amy,” she said sympathetically. “I know what you’re feeling now. But nobody will ever know about this afternoon. And not even Thad will ever know why you did it.”

  “Because I wanted to get to your pussy?” Amy said bitterly.

  “Nobody needs to know that,” Hope said and if you want to stop now, it’ll be okay. Things can go back to the way they were.”

  Amy took a deep breath. “I don’t think I want them to go back to the way they were,” she said.”This is the most exciting thing that’s happened to me in years. I think I love you, Hope.”

  “You mean you love my pussy,” Hope said.

  “Yes,” Amy said miserably.

  “And you can have it as often as you like. As long as Thad approves. I’m afraid next time Thad may want your ass.”

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��Oh Lord,” Amy said.

  “It only hurts for a little while,” Hope said.

  8.

  Another evening out with Ed and Gloria. They met at a different restaurant and this time Thad wanted her to come as his wife. Ed did not recognize Hope as Candy, and both Thad and Hope enjoyed the deception. They also food and wine and music. Poor Gloria did not. Ed was in a terrible mood and at one time, he simply pulled down Gloria’s gown at the table, revealing her breasts for a hovering waiter. It was raining as they all walked outside and waited for the limousine.

  “Whatever happened to that Candy?” Ed asked. Ed was drunk enough that he probably didn’t realize he was talking about a whore who had been with Thad, and he was doing it in front of his wife.

  “Oh, she’s still around,” Thad said.

  Ed realized that he had spoken in front of Hope.

  “Oh shit,” he said.

  “Don’t worry about it,” Thad said. “Hope knows all about Candy.”

  “She does? Damn, that’s hot.”

  They said their goodbyes in front of the restaurant and Hope was glad she wasn’t getting into the limousine with Hope and Gloria this time. Thad kissed her after the limousine pulled away from the curb.

  “You feel like going to see Candy?” Hope asked.

  “Not tonight,” Thad said. “Let’s go home.”

  Thad drove and she snuggled against him like a teenager. At home he made martinis and she sprawled out on the couch in the living room. She had drunk enough wine earlier so that she felt a soft haze around her. Thad put on jazz music and sat down beside her. He gave her a martini and she debated if she dared more alcohol. A little more and she might be dancing on the ceiling. With a shrug, she sipped it.

  “You know I feel sorry for Gloria,” Hope said. “Isn’t there something you can do for her to get her away from that creep?”

  Thad laughed.

  “What’s so funny?” Hope asked.

  “He treats Gloria like that that because she wants to be treated that way.”

  “What?”

  “Gloria is not some guy’s wife he’s blackmailing. Gloria is his wife.”

  “Really?” Hope asked.