by Willow Haze
He kissed her on the lips as he mounted her and probed her hole with the tip of his prick. The instant his cock touched her, she lunged up frenetically and shuddered as he slid into her. She raked his back with her nails and sobbed deep in her throat. Her slick tightness made him catch his breath. He stared at her lust-contorted face as he plowed her garden of pleasure vigorously.
Judy twisted her legs around his thighs and met his powerful thrusts with sharp lunges of her hips. She locked her hot twat tightly around his plundering prick and bit him on the shoulder as her excitement soared. She twisted her ass from side to side to magnify the pleasurable pressure of his prick.
Frank felt soft fingers tickling his inner thighs and fondling his balls as he battered Judy's pussy with mighty strokes. He knew without looking that it was his euphoric, stimulating wife.
"Watching you fuck another woman excites the fuck out of me," Carol said softly. "My cunt is so wet, it would drown a fish. Don't you like getting your balls fondled while you fuck? I wish I could see the inside of her cunt so I could see how your cock looks in there."
"Oh, fuck," Frank moaned.
"Yes, darling, fuck is right," Carol said. "Fuck her good and make her cum real hard. I know her cunt is so tight and juicy. When you finish fucking her, I'm going to do something that will shock the fuck out of you."
Frank didn't have a chance to reply. Judy urged him to maximum effort with her stinging nails and frenzied slit. Her cunt muscles clamped and quivered dynamically on his pulsating prick. She bit him on the ear and neck and shoulder. She arched her body and crushed her hot, swollen tits into his chest. She gasped and shivered wildly as he drove into her accommodating depths.
His cum burst from him in a seemingly endless stream. She cried out and swung her hips furiously. He sagged against her, limp, heaving for breath, unable to continue long enough to bring her to her final, most satisfying orgasm.
Carol swatted her husband on the ass. "Move," she hissed.
Lost in a fog of euphoria, Frank rolled away. Carol immediately fell on Judy and showered wet kisses on her lips and throat. She climbed on top of Judy and squirmed her satiny body against the blonde's.
Frank and Don suddenly realized what Carol meant when she said she was going to shock the fuck out of them. The realization that his wife was going to eat Judy's pussy hit Frank harder than watching her fuck Don. It also excited him more. Much more. Incredibly, his cock began to swell again.
Carol fondled one of Judy's tits and teased the hard nipple with her outstretched tongue before sucking the bloated bud into her greedy mouth. His eyes blazed with passion. Frank's prick grew completely hard as his wanton wife trailed kisses over the blonde's stomach, heading for her pussy without hesitation.
Carol's eyes narrowed to slits as she propped herself up between Judy's widely splayed thighs. Her tongue circled her full lips in a gesture that was simultaneously dainty and lascivious. She suddenly plunged her tongue into Judy's cunt, holding her mouth away so the men could see every little detail.
Judy moaned and jerked against Carol's face. She trembled and clawed Carol's shoulders as she ravished her slit tumultuously.
Watching his wife eat pussy as if she had been doing it all her life was not only wildly exciting to
Frank. It seemed perfectly normal.
Don knelt behind Carol. He thrust his long, thick cock deep into the bubbling pit of her fiery hole. Her wetness and heat engulfed his cock like a carnal mist. The lips of her cunt rubbed along his shaft as he drove into her with a steady, uncompromising tempo. He leaned over her back, cupped her dangling tits and kneaded the large, resilient mounds vigorously. She groaned, but kept her face buried in Judy's pussy. She wiggled and twitched and moaned with ecstasy.
Judy reached out and gave Frank's prick a hard tug. "Straddle my chest," she said with a big grin.
Frank quickly scrambled astride her. She grabbed his hips and guided his ass to her chest. She put her hands on the outside of her tits and mashed them around his cock. He closed his eyes and reveled in the unique sensation as she massaged his dong with the velvety heat of her tits.
"Carol's tits are big enough to fuck," Judy said. "You ought to try it sometime."
"How do you know I don't?"
"By the look on your face," she laughed.
Carol's groans of rapture from Don's relentless fucking assailed Frank's ears. He felt Judy jerk in response to Carol's tongue in her pussy. Judy grabbed his dick and tugged him forward. Her eyes nearly crossed as she tried to watch his cock move toward her mouth. He gasped when her tongue lashed out, then clenched his teeth as she took half of the length of his cock into her fiery, wet mouth.
He experienced a series of breathtaking thrills as she used her mouth with diabolical skill. She slid her lips gently back and forth one minute, then furiously the next. She bit his dick tenderly and rolled his swollen nuts in her hand. He felt her thrash her hips violently, and knew that his wife's tongue was giving her a blazing release. Her talented mouth shattered his own control. An electrifying orgasm shuddered through his loins. She sucked his cock greedily and gobbled his cum, draining him dry.
Don watched his horny wife suck Frank's cock, his face a mask of contorted bliss. He loved her uninhibited nature. "I'm cumming!" he cried. "Going to fill your hot cunt, you horny little bitch!"
Carol shook her ass and rocked back at him, encouraging him to do more than promise. He jerked his hips forward savagely, burying his shaft all the way up her spasming love tunnel. Jism exploded from his prick and gushed into her in thick blobs. It flooded her hole and oozed out around his pumping shaft.
The moment she felt Don's cum spewing into her, Carol went off like a cannon. Her powerful, shattering orgasm began at the base of her spine, curved around the underside of her crotch, and erupted deep in her cunt. She hunched back hard at him and screwed her ass around in circles.
Don pulled his cock out and looked at his sticky sperm dribble from her fluttering groove and trickle down the inside of her thighs. He grinned and whacked her on the ass. "Turn around, baby!" he said "Let my wife suck my cum out of your cunt!"
"Yeah!" Frank agreed. "Eat each other out!"
Carol kept her mouth on Judy's pussy as she turned around. Feverishly aroused, Judy grabbed her ass and pulled her cunt down. They sucked each into orgasmic paralysis, then rolled apart.
"What a marvelous way to get better acquainted," Carol sighed. She looked at her husband's cock. "Darling, will you fuck me now?"
"I'm sure as hell not going to fuck Don!" Frank laughed.
CHAPTER NINE
"Babe, I've got to work late tonight," Frank said.
Carol scowled at the phone. She knew he couldn't see it. She did it anyway. "Well, now whose work is keeping us apart?"
"Hey, I'm sorry, honey. I can't help it. The boss is staying, too. We have to re-work the annual budget. I don't know how late I'll be."
She didn't know why she got angry. The shoe was on the other foot, and it pinched. "I know you can't, dear," she said, her tone conciliatory. "I shouldn't blow up at you." She laughed softly. "That's how we got into swinging, isn't it? I'm going to get awfully lonely without you."
"Why don't you call Cynthia? I'm sure she and George would love to keep you entertained for a while. I'll join you if I finish here in time. Otherwise, I'll wake you when I get home."
"Oh, sure, I'll just call Cynthia and ask her if it's okay if I come over and fuck them."
"I thought you liked to swing."
"I do, darling," she replied. "Judy invited us to a pool party at her house Saturday night, and I can hardly wait for the time to pass. But I can't just call Cynthia out of the blue. I don't know her that well."
"We've got two different things going here. When did Judy invite us to a pool party?"
"She called a few minutes ago. I was going to tell you when you got home tonight."
"Okay. Now, about Cynthia and George. Why don't I call and ask Cynthia to come over and have
coffee with you? If the two of you get along okay, you can go over there tonight."
"You really don't mind if I do it with them?" Carol said hesitantly. "When you're not there, I mean."
"I don't mind at all," Frank replied. "That's what swinging is all about, isn't it?"
"Not exactly. That's more like an open marriage, and I didn't agree to that."
"Well, don't worry about me screwing my boss. He's a man, and I like women."
"So do I," she giggled. "Are any of your pretty little secretaries going to be working with you?"
"Honey, there's only one pretty secretary in this place, and I don't think she would spread for a man if her life depended on it. She's totally into girls."
"Oh. Well, haven't you ever screwed an ugly girl? Don't you believe that old saying about all cats being gray in the dark?"
"Retract your claws," he laughed. "I certainly haven't screwed any ugly girls since I met you. Do you want me to call Cynthia or not?"
"Yeah, call her. It won't hurt to have coffee with her. I won't promise anything more."
"You don't have to promise anything, honey. I was just suggesting a way for you to have some fun and pass the time until I get home tonight. Make up your own mind what you want to do."
Carol made a pot of fresh coffee. She was sitting at the kitchen table when she heard a light tap on the back door. She opened the door and smiled.
"Good morning, Cynthia," she said.
"Good morning," Cynthia replied. "Frank called. He wants us to be friends."
"I know. Come on in. I'll get you a cup of coffee."
Cynthia sat down and took a sip of coffee. She looked at Carol nervously. "Frank said that you walked in the other night and caught us."
"Relax," Carol said. "Everything worked out just fine. He has to work late tonight. He suggested that I call you so I wouldn't be lonely. I told him that I didn't know you that well."
Cynthia relaxed visibly and smiled impishly. "How well do you want to know me?"
Carol grinned. "Oh, at least as well as Frank does."
Cynthia's eyebrows shot up. "I didn't know you went both ways. Frank was beginning to wonder if you liked sex at all."
"I know," Carol replied. "I was so tired when I got home from work, I didn't have the energy to do anything but sleep. It's a long, boring story, but we worked everything out. I quit work, and we got into swinging. We tried it with one of my girlfriends and her husband a few nights ago. We really liked it, so I guess you can say that we're fully committed. I've always liked it with guys. Judy went down on me. I liked it so much, I went down on her. I suppose that's bound to happen when you swing."
"Not necessarily," Cynthia said. "Some of the couples George and I swing with are only into straight swapping. The girls wouldn't dream of eating pussy, or letting another girl eat them."
"Judy would say they're missing half the fun in life," Carol laughed. "I agree with her. If you like, I'll ask her if she and Don want to get together with you and George and Frank and me. She's a cute little bundle of energy, and Don is handsome and well-hung."
"Say the magic word and win the grand prize," Cynthia laughed. "Well-hung does it for me. Do you want to come over tonight? George has had the hots for you ever since we moved next door."
Carol grinned. "George isn't the only one who has the hots for someone in this house," she said. Cynthia frowned, and Carol snickered. "That isn't a dig, honey. I'm glad I caught Frank screwing you. We probably wouldn't have gotten into swinging otherwise. And I didn't know what I was missing until we did. I would love to come over tonight. What time?"
Cynthia beamed happily. "About six? We might as well get an early start."
Carol chuckled sexily. "Sounds like a winner to me.
Carol put on a pair of ruffled white thong panties and looked at herself in the mirror. They didn't cover enough to be useful. They were meant to entice, and she wanted to entice George. And his horny little wife with the doughy tits. She snickered. Cynthia wasn't any hornier than she was!
She put on a white miniskirt that barely covered her ass, a sheer white blouse and white sandals. Her large tits showed so clearly under the sheer blouse, she might as well have been topless. She liked the overall effect. She hoped George and Cynthia would. She felt brazen and bawdy and as horny as a Texas bull as she crossed the lawn to the Parker house.
George's face lit up like a Christmas tree when he opened the front door. "Hello, Carol." He took her hand and beamed even brighter. If that was possible. "Come in. Cynthia's in the bedroom, doing God knows what."
Carol felt George's eyes on her tits and smiled. "Hello, George. How are you?"
George cleared his throat to give his tongue time to soften. Looking at her in that outfit made his tongue stiff and his cock hard. "Fine. I didn't believe it when Cynthia said you were coming over tonight." He led her into the living room. "What would you like to drink?"
"White wine, if you have it." She sat down without trying to keep her short skirt from riding up her thighs. She let her legs falls open a little to tease him. She couldn't help wondering if he had a nice cock.
"Got plenty in the fridge, nice and cold." George couldn't keep his eyes from straying. He nearly did a double take when he saw the narrow band of cloth covering her slit. He also saw a lot of hair straggling out around it, and nearly swallowed his tongue.
George gave Carol and glass of wine and a photo album. "Cynthia said to let you look at this." He sat in his chair across from her and stared between her legs.
Not altogether sure what to expect, Carol opened the album. Pictures of Cynthia in various stages of undress covered the first page. In the last three or four, Cynthia sat demurely on a dining chair.
Cynthia sashayed in, wearing a red peignoir fastened at the throat, and high-heeled red sandals. As she walked, the peignoir swayed open and closed invitingly. She got a glass of wine and sat on the couch by Carol.
Carol turned the page and looked at a photo of Cynthia sitting with her legs wide open. The second photo showed Cynthia holding a vibrator with a crook on the end, designed to get at a girl's G-spot. Carol had one just like it in the box of toys Frank bought. In the next photo, Cynthia had the vibrator in her pussy. The rest were similar, showing her with her fingers and vibrators of various sizes and shapes stuck up her pussy.
Carol's face flushed with arousal. The erotic photos electrified her. She felt her pussy getting wetter and wetter as her eyes roved over the naughty photos.
"Is your G-spot very large?" Cynthia asked. "Is it easy to find?"
"Yeah, Frank says it is. I cum real hard when my clit and G-spot are rubbed at the same time."
"The head of George's cock is real big," Cynthia said. "I really pop my cork when it rubs my G-spot."
Carol turned to the next page, contemplating what she would see next. Nude photos of George seemed to leap out at her. She let her eyes saunter slowly, staring intently at his cock in various states, from flaccid to fully erect. In the last photo, his dick stuck out from his loins like a huge spear. She had never seen a more inspiring sight.
"Magnificent," she breathed.
"He has impressive staying power, too," Cynthia said. "After he cums the first time, he can fuck half the night before it gets soft."
The next page of photos showed Cynthia and
George in various positions. A couple showed her sucking his cock. One showed her on her knees in front him, holding his stiff rod with one hand and his balls with her other hand, and cum dripping onto her lips. Others showed him eating her pussy while she played with her tits. The one Carol liked best showed Cynthia lying on her side with one leg in the air and George's cock clearly visible as it reamed her cunt.
Carol flipped the page. Cynthia and another woman were doing a 69. One shot showed Cynthia's ass with the girl's tongue in her slit. One showed Cynthia's tongue buried in the girl's honey hole. Carol really liked the shot showing Cynthia on her hands and knees. George was fucking her from behind, and she was
sucking another man's cock.
"What's it like to have two cocks fucking you at the same time?"
"Outstanding," Cynthia said. "There's nothing like getting a load of cum in both ends at once. Every woman should try it. At least once."
"Yeah, maybe I'll get the chance soon," Carol said.
Her breathing was labored. Her body was flushed with sexual excitement. Blood rushed to her brain, making her reel with anticipation as she thought of having George's dick pounding her pussy.
Cynthia recognized the signs. She took the album from Carol. George got up and came to them. He pulled Carol to her feet and kissed her. She threw her arms around his neck and tried to climb his frame as she kissed him passionately. She tilted her head back and grinned. "Can you tell I'm not wearing a bra?"
George cupped her lush ass and pulled her crotch against his. "You feel wonderful, honey. Your nipples are so stiff, they're about to bore holes in my chest."
Cynthia put one arm around her husband and one around Carol. They each put an arm around her and pulled her close in a group hug. Carol kissed George again, then kissed Cynthia. Cynthia kissed her husband, then kissed Carol. George chuckled and kissed his wife, then Carol.
"Undress me, somebody," Carol whispered excitedly. "I want to be naked for you." She kissed George. "George, can you wait a while before you fuck me?"
"Whatever you want, baby," he said. "Are you nervous?"
"Oh, no! I want your horny wife to lick my pussy first." Carol kissed Cynthia. "You will lick my pussy, won't you?"
Cynthia kissed Carol. "Darling, I'll lick your pussy until you scream."
"It won't take long to make me scream," Carol laughed. "I've got a hair-trigger. A few licks on my clit, and I go bang-bang!"
Cynthia brushed her fingertips lightly across Carol's big tits, smiling as she tickled her already erect nipples.
"Oh, Cynthia," Carol whispered.
"You don't how often I've thought about making love with you," Cynthia whispered hotly. "I'm so glad that you joined us for a rousing fuck."
"You're making my pussy all gooey inside," Carol moaned.