Nick Eastwood

Widow on the make

CHAPTER ONE

Dotty Kramer couldn't keep her eyes off the handsome hired man. The pretty blonde teenager kept peering at him out the window as he worked shirtless in the hot August sun. What a hunk, she thought, what a gorgeous man.

"Dotty," her mother laughed, "forget it. He's too old for you. Why, he must be almost thirty."

Dotty blushed hard. She'd been so intent on watching Hank Evans, she hadn't realized that she was being watched, too. But her mother didn't look angry, only amused.

"You finish your chores yet, honey?" Mrs. Kramer asked.

"No, Mom," Dotty sighed. "I'll get right to it."

She had plenty of chores to do on their small family farm. Now she thought of a task that would take her outside – and right by the handsome hired man. Maybe he was too old for her, but she just had to get a closer look at him.

She grabbed her egg basket and started for the chicken house. She was about to pass within ten feet of Hank Evans, and she ogled his sweat gleaming muscles and hard fine body. God, he was gorgeous! She wished she had the nerve to talk to him.

Then Dotty tripped on a rock and fell flat on her face.

Hank dropped his ax and came rushing to her rescue. "Hey, sugar, are you bun?" he drawled.

Dotty looked up at him, her face scarlet with embarrassment. Up close, he was even handsomer than she'd realized. He had dark hair and electric blue eyes and the most devastating grin. Too bad she'd just made a fool of herself.

"I'm all right," she stammered.

"You better let me help you up," he said. She shivered with excitement as the powerfully-built man lifted her gently to her feet. Dotty was a tall girl, and she already had a woman's body, curvy and ripe and big-titted, but Hank lifted her like she was a doll.

They stood there looking at each other, and Dotty felt a hot current of attraction passing between them. Hank's eyes roamed hungrily up and down her body. She suddenly got a strange hot sensation between her thighs.

"I'd like to know you better," he said. "Do you think you could get away and meet me this evening?"

Dotty knew her parents wouldn't approve of that. She also knew that she had to see Hank again. No boy her own age had ever turned her on like this man did. She just couldn't resist him.

"Yes," she whispered, "I'll meet you in the barn about eight."

Then she grabbed her egg basket and hurried away. The hours dragged after that. As usual, her father sent her to bed at eight o'clock, because they all got up at dawn. Only tonight Dotty slipped out her bedroom window and sneaked down to the barn.

Hank was waiting for her. "You're late," he grinned.

"Just a couple of minutes," Dotty said. "I had to sneak out. My folks wouldn't want me doing this. Mom says you're way too old for me."

"I think you should be the judge of that," Hank said.

He pulled her into his arms and kissed her. Dotty gave a muffled gasp. She hadn't expected him to move so fast. Also, this was her very first kiss. She'd never allowed a guy to go this far with her before.

It didn't take her long to decide that she liked it. She liked to feel Hank's hard male body pressing against her, and she liked it even more when he slipped his tongue into her mouth and teased her with it. Again she got that weird hot sensation in her pussy.

She'd never had that sensation before. Her virgin cunt slit began to swell and moisten, and she felt really excited. She didn't want the kiss to end. She melted against Hank, and her nipples went stiff, poking against his chest. He drew back and looked at her with lust-heated eyes.

"You haven't done much kissing, have you, honey?" he smiled.

"That was the first time," Dotty confessed. "Really?" he exclaimed. "Don't your folks let you date?"

"Oh, yeah, but I haven't met a guy I really like," Dotty said. Not till now, she added silently.

"Then I'm flattered that you let me kiss you," Hank said. "Let's do it some more."

Dotty nodded eagerly, and he led her to a more private part of the barn. They settled into a hay-filled stall, and Hank pulled her to him again and gave her a series of long, steamy tongue-kisses that made her cream right through her panties.

Dotty was squirming and moaning in his arms, not really understanding what was happening. She hadn't heard the word "horny", and she'd never been hotly aroused before. She just knew that Hank was driving her crazy with his kisses.

"I-I think I'm getting too excited, Hank," she panted.

He chuckled and drew back, just letting her rest in his arms. Dotty was glad of the chance to catch her breath. Then she happened to glance down at Hank's fly, and she saw an enormous bulge that hadn't been there a few moments ago.

"Oh, my gosh," she exclaimed, "what's that?"

Hank saw where she was looking, and he roared with laughter. "You're not kidding me?" he grinned. "You don't know what that is?"

Dotty shook her head. "It's growing," she observed.

"It's growing for you, sugar," he leered. "It's a present for you. Why don't you take it out and look at it?"

Dotty had a feeling she shouldn't, yet she burned with curiosity. She just had to know what that big lump was. She unzipped his jeans and opened them. He wasn't wearing shorts. His stiff cock snapped free, and she gawked at it.

"Oh, wow," she breathed.

"You're a farm girl," Hank laughed. "You must know what that thing's for."

Suddenly Dotty understood. Why hadn't she made the connection before? She'd watched animals fucking, all kinds of animals, since she was a baby. She should have figured that human beings do it, too, in just the same way.

"Now I get it," she said. "What's it called?"

"It's my cock," Hank said. "And now that you're finished staring at it, how about playing with it?"

He took her hand and showed her what to do. He wanted her to curl her fingers round that big slab of meat and pump it. Dotty found it fun. She also felt a weird excitement as his prick throbbed against her fingers. It looked so huge. How could it possibly fit into a woman's body to make a baby?

Hank sure liked what she was doing. He leaned back in the hay and breathed hard, his handsome face flushed with lust. Thick globs of cream started oozing from the cleft of his cock, and Dotty rubbed the stuff up and down his cockshaft.

"Now I'm the one who's getting too excited," Hank said hoarsely.

"Oh, don't make me stop," Dotty said. "This is fun."

"Honey," he rasped, "you don't know what this can lead to. I shouldn't have asked you out here tonight. I want you too bad."

"I want you, too, Hank," Dotty said innocently. "Please, let's have some more fun."

Hank made a lusty growling noise in his throat, as if his self-control had just snapped. He pushed Dotty's t-shirt up and unhooked her bra. His big callused hands closed over her large thrusting tits, expertly molding and stimulating the tender tit melons.

"Ohhhhhh, gosh, that feels nice," Dotty gasped.

Hank just made more growling noises as he explored her luscious big teenaged tits. Dotty went on pumping his cock. It bucked and throbbed and juiced in her fist, like it had a life of its own. Her tits swelled and tingled, and she felt more molten juice seeping from her virgin cunt.

She knew her parents would be furious if they caught her doing this, but why? It was so much fun, and it felt so nice. She and Hank were just making each other feel good, and what was wrong with that? Dotty didn't feel a bit guilty or ashamed.

Everything seemed right with Hank, even when he unzipped her jeans and pulled them off. She let him take off her panties, too. He gently petted her pretty golden cunt bush, then slid his hand between her legs and touched the moist hot flesh of her pussy.

"Ooooooooh," Dotty squealed.

"You like that?" he grinned.

"Mmmmmmm, yessss," the innocent girl murmured.

"Open your legs wider, honey," he said hoarsely. "Then I can really make you feel good."

Dotty obeyed. She'd never been shy about her body. Hank used one stiff finger to rub her juicy pussy lips, and she creamed all over his hand. She'd never felt anything so exciting in her life. Her slit was supersensitive, and she loved even his lightest touch.

"Ohhhhh, Hank, that's so good," she gurgled.

"You'll like this even better," he rasped.

He found the little nub of her clit, the most sensitive spot of all, and began kneading it between his fingers. Dotty moaned and creamed a heavy molten flood of juice. She'd never known such fierce, intense pleasure. She began to whimper as Hank expertly worked her toward climax.

"Unnnnhhhh, yes, yessss!" she cried.

She closed her eyes and heard Hank's harsh breathing as he went on kneading her joy button. All this was brand-new to Dotty. She felt the pleasure building steadily in her pussy, till she was squirming and writhing with it.

"Hank, my gosh, what are you doing to me?" she moaned.

"Just relax, honey," he rasped, "go with it." She did as he suggested, lying back limp and submissive, while he worked her clit faster and faster between his fingers. She felt like she couldn't contain the powerful pleasure any longer, that her body was about to explode.

"Ohhhh, God, ohhhh, whaahhhhhh!" she wailed.

Her body really was exploding, wracked by violent spasms of pleasure. Thick hot cream spurted from her virgin cunt and soaked Hank's hand. The convulsions went on for almost a minute, leaving the surprised girl breathless and glowing.

"What happened to me?" she breathed.

"You came, honey," Hank said. "You had a climax. There's nothing better than that." Dotty had to agree. She hadn't dreamed that such powerful sensations existed. And Hank had done it all with just his fingers. She looked up at him adoringly. She'd do anything this man wanted. Nobody else had ever made her feel so good.

"DO it to me again, Hank," she pleaded.

He chuckled. "You're hot-blooded, all right," he said. "Just my kind of girl. We'll do it again, sugar, but this time we'll do it like grownups."

He rolled on top of her. Dotty instinctively opened her legs wide and let him sink down between them. She didn't have the slightest idea what was happening, even when she felt something big and hard pressing against the mouth of her virgin cunt.

"Easy," Hank crooned, "relax."

Dotty was already relaxed. She melted for him, creaming all over the massive hard head of his stiff cock. He cupped her ass and pulled her up against him, then began easing his huge boner into her untried box. It felt enormous, yet terribly exciting.

"Hank, what are you doing?" she gurgled.

"I'm fucking you, honey," he groaned.

Just like the animals, Dotty thought. People did it the same way. It seemed perfectly natural to her, and she stayed relaxed and excited as Hank patiently worked his wrist-thick cock into her tiny fever-hot pussy.

At first it seemed kind of funny, but then it started to feel really nice. Dotty felt every inch of her cunt being crammed by his throbbing prick, and she wriggled and creamed and panted. Yes, she was going to like this a lot. Hank's cock slid up against her womb, and she moaned with pleasure.

"Jesus," he panted, "you really were a virgin."

"Not any more," Dotty giggled.

"Right," he grinned. "Now I'm gonna make you into a woman."

His big hot hands gripping the firm globes of her ass, he started fucking her very slowly and deeply, letting her untried cunt get used to the sensation. Gradually her narrow cunt expanded and juiced to take his huge rock-hard prick.

"Mmmmmm," Dotty moaned, "ummm."

"Feel good, honey?" Hank rasped.

"Yes," she whimpered, "real good!"

She'd never felt any pain or fright as he took her cherry. He aroused her so much, she just wanted more and more. Now her natural horny instincts took over and guided her, making her move her hips to his rhythm. The innocent but lusty girl fucked right back at him.

"Jesus," Hank groaned, "you're something else, baby!"

Dotty clung to him, clawing his shoulders and nibbling his neck. More and more sizzling cream boiled up in her cunt, making his way slick and easy. He gradually fucked her faster, seeing how much she could take, and she never complained.

He speeded up to a normal rhythm, fucking her in quick horny jabs. Dotty proved she could take it. Her hips matched his speed, and she kept soaking his pistoning cock with blasts of cream. Her pretty face twisted into a lusty grimace as she enjoyed the deep hard thrusts of his massive cock.

"Unnnnh, honey, I love it!" she wailed.

Her unashamed lust just spurred him into harder action. He fucked into her furiously, and their bodies slapped together. Dotty wasn't afraid of his lusty frenzy. She fucked back at him eagerly, loving the hot friction between her cunt and his cock.

"Ohhhhhh, shit, this is great," she sobbed. "Don't stop, Hank, don't ever stop."

He raised himself a little and started sawing his stiff cockshaft over her clit. Dotty felt searing pleasure, and she squirmed and writhed and moaned with it. She was rocketing toward another hot climax, and she couldn't have stopped it even it she'd wanted to.

"Unnnnnhhhh, you're gonna make me come," she wept.

"Yeah, baby, come," Hank groaned, "come with me!"

Dotty felt a sudden deluge of molten juice in her cunt. Hank flopped down on her and fucked her with lightning speed as he boiled his load into her. The searing bath set her off, and she began to convulse and scream.

"Ahhhhhh, yes, you're doing it to meeeee!" she wailed. "I'm cominggg, whaahhhhhh!"

"Take my load, baby, aaaagggghhhh!" Hank roared.

This climax was even better than her first one. It went on and on, shaking her body with searing jolts of pleasure. Dotty loved feeling Hank come inside her. Her greedy pussy sucked up his cream till he collapsed, drained and satisfied.

He rolled off her and grinned at her. "You're way too young for me," he said, "but I want you anyway. I been looking for a girl like you all my life, and I'm not letting you go. How about marrying me?"

"Oh, yes, Hank, yes," Dotty exclaimed.

Things would be perfect with Hank, she thought. She was all set for the rest of her life.

CHAPTER TWO

That had been ten years ago, and now Dotty Evans was a widow. She and Hank had had a wonderful decade together before he was killed in a car wreck. Widowed only a few months, Dotty just didn't know what to do with herself.

She was in her late twenties, still blonde and gorgeous, but her whole life had been Hank, and she'd counted on being married to him right to the end. She'd never looked at another man, and she'd never considered a career for herself.

That was just the problem – Dotty had no job skills at all. Hank had wanted her to stay home and care for him, and she'd loved doing it, but now she wasn't prepared to support herself. Hank had left only a little money, and now it was gone.

So one day Dotty found herself out looking for work. There wasn't much she could do, just cook and clean and shop, but she had to get a job. The refrigerator was almost empty, the rent was due, and her bank account was a joke.

After a couple of hours of walking around the city, she saw a sign in a cafe window, "Waitress Wanted." She had no experience, but she had to try. She went in and asked the cashier about the job, and the woman directed her to the chef. Dotty made her way timidly to the back of the cafe.

The chef's name was Antonio, and he was working all alone. This obviously wasn't a very big operation. Antonio was a big, powerfully built man in his thirties, balding, with biceps like basketballs. He glared at Dotty.

"Yeah?" he barked. "I'm busy."

"I'm here about the waitress job," Dotty said.

He looked at her again, and this time his eyes traveled up and down her body, so slowly and lustily that she felt like she was being stripped naked. The scowl disappeared, and he began to grin.

"You got experience?" he asked.

"No," Dotty said, "but I really need this job. I can learn. Please, give me a try."

"I need a girl with experience," he said, "but I tell you what. My assistant just quit. You can have that job. You just follow orders and work fast, okay?"

"Okay," Dotty beamed. "Thanks so much, Mr. Antonio."

"You just call me Tony," he leered.

Dotty's job was to prepare salads, chop vegetables, wash dishes, fetch things for Tony, and try to keep him from feeling her up. That was the hardest job of all. Tony couldn't keep his hands off her. He practically drooled every time he looked at her.

Dotty didn't like dodging him all the time, but she desperately needed the job, so she didn't complain. After a few days she hardly noticed it when Tony fondled her ass or rubbed an arm over her tits. She was too busy doing her job to pay much attention to the horny chef.

Then one day Tony asked her to work overtime.

"I'm catering a dinner tonight," he said, "and I need help. I'll pay you extra to stay a few hours."

Dotty agreed, even though she knew they'd be alone together in the cafe. She had to have the money. She felt nervous when the cashier and the waitresses left and Tony locked the door. She got even more nervous when he started leering at her.

"Alone at last," he chuckled.

Dotty suddenly realized that there wasn't any dinner to cater. Oh, boy, she thought, how dumb can you get? Tony had fed her a line to get her alone in the cafe. Now he started towards her, lust in his eyes, and he backed her up against a wall.

"Tony, forget it," she snapped.

"Baby, you're impossible to forget," he grinned. "I've had the hots for you since the minute I met you. You are one gorgeous lady."

He pulled her into his arms. He had the strength of a gorilla, and there was no way she could fight him off. He jammed his mouth onto hers and stuck his tongue between her lips. His massive body pinned her against the wall.

"Unnnnnhhhhh!" Dotty gasped.

Something strange was happening to her. She hardly knew Tony and didn't even like him much, yet suddenly she was shaking with lust. As he probed her mouth with his big tongue, she creamed right through her panties. Her tits swelled and her nipples stiffened.

"What in hell's the matter with me?" she wondered.

It didn't take her long to figure that out. She hadn't been touched by a man in three months, and she was starved for it. She needed some loving, needed it so badly that she was going wild over a near-stranger.

She and Hank had had a fantastic sex life, and she missed it terribly. She was so horny most of the time, she'd started playing with herself, something she hadn't even done when she was a teenager. But what she really needed was a man – and her body was proving it right now.

Tony's big exciting male body was pressing against her, and she could feel his cock swelling against her belly. She whimpered with desire, and she creamed again, soaking her panties. She ached to feel a steel-hard boner reaming her famished cunt.

But did she want to fuck Tony? The guy was a pig, a really crude specimen, not the skilled and gentle lover Hank had been. She struggled with her burning lust as Tony worked his slick hot tongue in her mouth. She was almost whimpering as she felt his cock swelling.

Finally he broke the kiss and leered at her. "I got a cot in back," he said. "Let's go there."

"Tony, no way," Dotty gasped. "I just couldn't make love with anybody but my husband."

"You didn't tell me you were married," he growled.

"He died a few months ago," Dotty sighed.

"Well, then, baby, this is just what you need," Tony said. "A beautiful woman like you doesn't have to go without loving."

With one of his big paws, ripped open the front of her blouse, exposing her fully-packed lace bra. Dotty gasped and tried to cover her tits, but he forced her arms to her sides. He bent down and snaked his tongue inside one bra cup, teasing her nipple.

"Ohhhhh, God!" she moaned.

She was creaming right down her legs. Tony might be a pig, but he was turning her on, just because he was a man. She'd meant what she told him – she couldn't imagine fucking anybody but Hank. But Hank was gone for good.

Did that mean she should give up sex? She wanted to be faithful to Hank's memory, but she was so young, and she still needed sex so much. Dotty moaned in confusion and lust as Tony greedily licked her stiff sensitive nipples.

"Please, Tony, don't!" she cried. "I just can't do this to Hank."

"Baby, face it – he's dead," Tony said hoarsely. "You need a real-live guy, and believe me, I'm ready."

One look at his crotch told her that. His fly was bulging with an enormous hard-on. Dotty caught herself wondering if his cock was as big as the rest of him. Then she scolded herself. How could she be thinking such things, with Hank dead only three months?

Now Tony was fumbling with the catch of her bra. He got it loose and pushed the bra up out of the way, baring her magnificent melon-shaped tits. He gave a lusty growl and cupped the heavy tit globes, squeezing and molding.

"Ohhhhhh, nooooo!" Dotty cried hoarsely.

She couldn't keep the lust out of her voice. Tony paid no attention to her protest anyway. He went on squeezing her luscious big tits, and to her mortification her stiff nipples poked hungrily against his hot sweaty palms.

"Baby, quit kidding yourself," he growled. "You need this."

He was right about that. Dotty needed sex urgently. But she couldn't get Hank out of her mind. He was the only lover she'd ever had, and she'd never dreamed of cheating on him. Even though he was dead, this felt like cheating.

Tony leaned down and licked her swollen tits. He pushed the big tit melons together till her stiff red nipples met, then sucked both rigid nubs into his mouth. As he started sucking her sensitive nipples, Dotty sobbed with frustration. She ached to let herself go, to let this crude lusty man fuck her brains out, yet she just couldn't do it.

Her pussy had no conscience, though, no loyalty and no guilt. It went on swelling and throbbing and creaming as Tony noisily sucked her tits. Her thick cunt juice seeped through her, panties and ran down her inner thighs.

She had to get control of herself. Dotty sensed that if she didn't get away from this man, she'd be overpowered by her bottled-up needs. She pushed against his chest, pushed as hard as she could, but it was like trying to move a building.

Tony just laughed and scooped her up in his arms. "Tony, let me go!" she wailed. "I don't want to do this!"

"But I'm gonna make you want it," he laughed.

He set her on the edge of a work table and eased her down on her back. Her ass and heels rested at the edge. Tony flipped her skirt up and grabbed her panties. She whimpered in protest as he pulled them off.

"Oh, yeah," he breathed, "nice!"

Dotty felt his hot breath teasing her swollen starved pussy. She almost sobbed with desire. One of the things she'd loved most was Hank going down on her. She missed it like hell. Would she be able to resist if Tony did it to her?

She soon found out. Holding her thighs wide apart, Tony dipped his face down between them and stuck out his tongue. Dotty gasped as the hot wet meat contacted the super sensitive flesh of her cunt gash. He whipped his tongue all over, and it felt fantastic.

Dotty gritted her teeth and tried not to shout with pleasure. If Tony knew how much she was enjoying his tonguing, that would make him even more excited. She wanted to get any from him so she could think straight. But Tony wasn't about to let her go.

His hot tongue snaked into every steamy fold of her cunt gash, tickling and teasing. He whipped the hot meat up and down over her starved pussy, and she creamed helplessly. Tony gave a lusty growl and gobbled her musky juice.

"You like it, baby," he rasped. "You're all wet for me."

"No," Dotty lied. "Please, let me go!"

Tony's response was to jam his mouth onto the most sensitive spot of all, her swollen throbbing clit. He caught the tender nub between his lips and started sucking it. Dotty almost flew off the table, the pleasure was so violent.

"Nooooooo!" she wailed, creaming all over his face.

Tony just chuckled and went on sucking her pulsating joy button. Hank used to do that to her, and it drove her wild. The effect was the same now. Damnit, she just couldn't help herself. She was way overdue for this.

Okay, so she couldn't resist the pleasure, but at least she could hide her response from Tony. She promised herself that she wouldn't make a sound or a movement when she came. That way she'd at least save her pride.

Dotty closed her eyes and clawed at the table. Tony was sucking faster and faster on her nearly-exploding clit, and it was all she could do not to howl with delight. She felt the pleasure building in her pussy till she could hardly contain it.

If only it were Hank going down on her, not Tony. But those days were gone forever. Dotty just wondered what Hank would think if he could see her now. Would he feel cheated, or would he urge her to live and have fun?

It was hard to say. Neither of them had expected him to die so young. Dotty only knew that she felt guilty about making it with another man. But it was hard to go on thinking about Hank or anything else as Tony sucked her right to the brink of orgasm.

Helplessly she arched her body, shoving her hungry clit harder between his lips. She just had to get off, or she'd go crazy with frustration. A second later she felt the delicious explosion in her joy button, and she clamped her jaws shut to keep from moaning.

The long overdue orgasm ripped hard through her body, and though she managed to keep quiet, she couldn't control her lusty convulsions. She couldn't stop the sizzling flood of cunt juice that splattered Tony's face. The pleasure was so intense, she almost blacked out.

Then she dizzily heard Tony growling, "You came, damnit, I know you did."

Dotty opened her eyes and looked at him defiantly. "No, I didn't," she lied. "Why don't you give up, Tony? Just let me go home, and we'll forget about this."

He grinned evilly. "You're quite a little bullshitter, you know that?" he chuckled. "But I'll get to you. I'm a very patient guy."

Dotty groaned as he thrust his face back between her thighs. She couldn't take much more of this. Her lust was so powerful, it would carry her away, and she'd lose all shame. She shuddered and whimpered as Tony's huge hot tongue lashed her pussy again.

How was she going to hide her pleasure? She'd just come very hard, but already she wanted more. One orgasm wasn't going to take care of the lust she had stored up. She'd been horny for three months, and she needed all the orgasms she could get.

Now she had her chance, because Tony seemed famished for her pussy. He whipped his tongue over every swollen throbbing inch of it, gobbling her tangy hot cream. All she had to do was give in to the pleasure, relax and enjoy.

She really wanted to, but she couldn't get Hank out of her mind. It seemed strange and wrong to have another man eating her pussy and giving her hot pleasure. Again she struggled to cool her wild passion, and again she failed. She felt Tony sliding his big fat tongue into her cunt, and she knew she'd lost the battle.

"Ooooooh, God, ooooooh!" she howled.

Hank used to do this to her, and she could never resist it. Now it was Tony's wet throbbing tongue cramming her cunt, but the results were the same. Dotty went out of her mind with excitement, creaming and writhing and whimpering.

Tony snorted lustily, knowing her self-control was gone. He cupped her churning ass and pulled her pussy tight against his face, shoving his tongue into her as deep as it would go. Dotty wept with ecstasy, completely stuffed with throbbing tongue meat.

Then he started fucking her with it, plunging his tongue stiffly up and down in her starved little pussy, giving her blast after blast of pleasure. Dotty was only human, and she was starved for loving. She howled and wept with relief.

"Ohhhhhh, God, aaahhhhhh!" she cried.

Tony pistoned his tongue fast and hard in her seething little box, and she arched her body to take the wet meat as deep as she could get it. All that mattered to her now was coming. She steadily tightened her cunt around Tony's jerking tongue, getting the hot friction that would lead her to climax.

"Ooooooh, shit, unnnhhhh!" she sobbed. She spread her thighs even wider, and Tony hit bottom with his hard-spearing tongue. It touched off an explosive climax that ripped through her body. She splattered his face with her molten come-juice.

"Unnnnnhhhh, fuck, whaahhhh!" she screamed.

Tony went on working his tongue deep and hard in her cunt as she climaxed. It was a long, hard and delicious come for the young sex starved widow. But just as she finished, Tony scooped her up in his arms and leered at her.

"You wanted that, all right, baby," he growled. "No more games. Let's get down to some serious business."

CHAPTER THREE

Tony carried her to a small room at the very back of the cafe. Inside was a cot where he sometimes took naps between shifts. He set her down on the cot and started stripping off her rumpled clothes.

"Tony, no," Dotty gasped, "I won't do it."

"Jesus, you're crazy," he snapped. "You need a man. You're horny, lady. Why can't you just relax and let me do it for you?"

"Because of Hank," she moaned. "I don't know, Tony, but it's like I have to be faithful to him. I feel so guilty when I think of other guys."

Tony almost looked sympathetic. "You'll get over it," he said. "You got to. You can't go the rest of your life without sex."

Then he proceeded to pull off the rest of her clothes. Dotty knew she didn't stand a chance now. One sight of her gorgeous naked body, and he was growling with need for her. He quickly stripped. She couldn't help a rush of lust as she ogled his powerful hairy male body.

He lunged for her, and she tried to dodge him, but it was no use. He moved very fast for a big man, and he caught her and threw her back down on the cot. Dotty eyed his lust-swollen cock. It was a monster, as thick as her wrist.

She wanted it. More than anything in the world, she wanted to feel a huge hard cock reaming out her cunt. That was what she missed most as a widow. But she'd never fucked any man but Hank, and she couldn't forget him.

"Listen, Tony," she said quickly, "I know you need to get off, and I'll help. I'll go down on you."

He shook his head in amusement. "You just won't give up, will you?" he said. "Okay, fine, you go down on me."

Daffy breathed a sigh of relief. At least she wouldn't be cheating on Hank by fucking another man. She rolled to a kneeling position, and Tony stretched out on his back, leering at her.

His mammoth cock stood straight up, bulging with blue veins and leaking a thick river of cream. She drooled at the sight of it. She'd always loved going down on her husband, and she hadn't tasted cock juice in three months.

Quickly she lowered her head and stuck out her tongue. Tony groaned blissfully as the wet meat contacted the sensitive head of his prick. Dotty lashed her tongue all over the huge purple cock knob, licking up his salty cream and grabbing it.

"Mmmmmm," she moaned helplessly.

"Yeah, baby, you go for that, don't you?" Tony grinned.

She didn't answer. She was too busy lapping up his juice and eating it. She couldn't get enough of it. She cleaned the head of his cock and started tonguing her way down the massive shaft, licking up that tasty river of cream. Tony watched her and shivered with lusty excitement. "That husband of yours was one lucky guy," he growled. "Imagine having a beautiful wife like you who just loves to eat cock."

Dotty wished he wouldn't talk. She wanted to pretend that he was Hank. That made her feel less guilty. If she just looked at his prick, not his face, it was almost like old times. She used all the naughty, enticing tricks she'd used on her husband.

She ran her hot little tongue around and around his thick throbbing shaft, licking up every drop of cream she could get. She tongued lower, teasing his huge hairy balls and making him snort with arousal. More thick cream oozed out of his piss hole, and she ran her tongue back up to get it.

"Jesus, baby, you're something else," Tony groaned.

Dotty rested her slick tongue on the head of his cock, letting his salty cream ooze against it. Then she dug the tip of her tongue right into his piss hole and scooped out more hot juice. By now Tony was red-faced with lust, and he was breathing raggedly.

She wanted even more of his cream. She opened her lips as wide as she could and started sliding them down his enormously thick cockshaft. She felt like her lips were going to split, but her greed drove her on, till her mouth was crammed with his throbbing cockmeat.

"Oh, Christ, yeah, suck it!" Tony growled. Dotty caved in her cheeks and started suctioning the thick molten cream out of his cock. She rolled the stuff around in her mouth and savored it, then gulped it down and sucked for more. Tony watched her with hot lust-glazed eyes.

"Fantastic," he rasped. "I'm gonna shoot my load right down your throat, baby."

"Ummnnnm-hmmmm," Dotty moaned, encouraging him.

Once he shot his load, he'd cool off and stop pestering her. She could get away from him and think. So it was important to get him off as fast as she could. She started sucking furiously, her hot wet lips zipping up and down his engorged boner.

"Awwwww, fuck!" he roared. "Shit, yeah!" Dotty kept up her fast greedy sucking, but with her mouth full of his massive cock, she couldn't help thinking how badly she needed to be fucked. It would be so easy, too. All she had to do was release his prick and sit on it. Relief was just a movement away.

But it was out of the question. She couldn't fuck any other man but Hank. Grimly she sucked even faster and harder, just wanting to get Tony off and get away from the temptation he presented. She could tell from his steady groaning that he was right on the verge of climax.

"Awwwww, Jesus, awwwww!" he groaned. A few more hard sucks should do it. Dotty caught her breath and prepared to go into high gear. But at that moment Tony reached up, grasped her head, and pulled it back from his cock. His huge spit-soaked boner snapped free of her lips.

"Tony," she gasped, "I was almost finished."

"Yeah, exactly," he growled. "You thought you were gonna get out of here without fucking me. Well, honey, I enjoyed your blowjob. You're damned good suck. But I want more."

"Tony, nooooo!" Dotty wailed.

But Tony wasn't taking no for an answer. He'd had it in mind to fuck her all along, and he wasn't settling for anything less. Grabbing her arms, he forced her down on her back, then pinned her there with his heavy hard body.

"Give in, for chrissake," he panted. "You're gonna get it anyway, so why not enjoy it?"

"Never," Dotty sobbed. "I couldn't."

"We'll just see about that!" he snarled.

She couldn't get out from under him. He was too heavy and too strong. She clamped her legs shut, but he used his knees to force them apart. Dotty simply couldn't match his strength. She felt her thighs being pushed wider and wider open.

She tried biting his ear, but he just laughed. It seemed to turn him on, so she stopped that in a hurry. She whimpered as he worked her thighs wide open and sank down between them. He snorted with excitement and shoved his huge rock-hard cock head against her tender swollen cunt slit.

Dotty knew that if he got into her, she was lost. Her stored-up lust demanded satisfaction. She wriggled and jerked, trying to throw him off his target, but he grasped her ass and held her still. She felt the massive head of his cock spreading her cunt lips wide.

"Ohhhhh, please, nooooo!" she wailed.

Tony didn't answer. All he did was snort triumphantly as he shoved his cock about an inch into her. Dotty felt like she was taking a cannonball in her cunt. She gritted her teeth and waited to be split in half.

But it didn't happen. Snorting and growling, Tony worked his steel-hard boner deeper and deeper into her small slick pussy and the velvety walls expanded to take his cockmeat. Her cunt had no guilt, no conscience. It welcomed this stranger's cock.

The deeper he pushed into her, the more insanely excited she became. She hadn't been fucked in so long, and she'd missed it frantically. She creamed uncontrollably, soaking his cockmeat and making her little fuck tunnel slippery.

Feeling her scalding cream, Tony growled with lust and pushed the last inch to her womb. Now she was fully crammed with his cock, feeling it throb against every inch of her starved cunt. Dotty just couldn't control herself any longer. She was a normal woman, she needed sex. She relaxed totally, accepting his huge boner.

Tony felt the tension and resistance going out of her body, and he growled, "Now tell me you don't want it."

Dotty just gave a little sob of surrender. Tony firmed his grip on her hot little ass and started working his big hard cock slowly and sensuously in her famished cunt. She started creaming and couldn't stop.

"Ooooooh!" she whimpered, "ooooooh!" It felt so damned good, she just couldn't control her body. She went on soaking Tony's cock was sizzling cream, and she worked her hips to his rhythm, fucking back at him. She clawed his shoulders and nibbled his neck, just as she used to do with her husband.

And she thought, Hank, forgive me.

Maybe he'd understand. She was only human. She was also a naturally hot-blooded woman, and she just couldn't give up ac before she was even thirty. She did her best to smother the guilty memory of Hank as she enjoyed the slow deep thrusts of Tony's huge cock.

He played her expertly. He slowly but steadily increased the speed of his fucking, making her hornier by the second. Her hips matched his strokes. Each time he thrust into her, she jerked her body up to take his cockmeat to her lusty hot depths.

"Ohhhhh, God, unnnhhhhh!" she sobbed.

"You little bullshitter," Tony chuckled. "You said you didn't want it. Well, baby, you're the horniest woman I ever fucked."

Dotty blushed, but she still couldn't stop her thick hot juicing or control her lustily jerking hips. Her mind wasn't working any more. Her body was in total control, going for all the pleasure it could get, making up for lost time.

She had to give Tony credit. He might be a pig, but he was a fantastic fuck. He was hung like a horse, and he knew how to use it. He brought her along steadily, fucking her faster and faster, till the cot started to shake and creak and their hot bodies slapped loudly together.

"Ohhhhh, dammit, unnnnhhhhh!" Dotty sobbed.

She could feel the thick hot cream overflowing her cunt, reamed out by Tony's massive boner. It ran down her ass crack and puddled beneath her. She was practically swimming in her own hot juices. Tony's, cock made an obscene sucking noise as it reamed out her cream.

Of all the ways to fuck, Dotty liked a steady hard pounding the best – and that was what Tony gave her. Snorting and panting, ho hammered it to her, cramming her cunt full and hitting her womb. She kept her legs wide open for him, loving every second of it.

Then he started sawing his stiff cockshaft over her clit and she howled with delight. She wins getting double the pleasure now, her cunt and clit both stimulated. She was rocketing helplessly towards orgasm, and she knew she couldn't hide her pleasure this time. She worked her hips greedily to Tony's hard rhythm.

Then abruptly he stopped. He held still, his enormous hard cock throbbing inside her. Dotty whimpered with frustration. She ached to feel that hot friction in her pussy, and she was dying to feel his cockshaft rubbing her clit.

"Please," she whimpered.

"Please what?" Tony rasped, leering down at her. "If you want any more, baby, you gotta tell me."

So this was his moment of triumph. Of course Dotty could still cheat him of it and say that she didn't want his fucking, but that would have killed her. She was seconds away from coming.

She'd been needing this orgasm for three long horny months.

So she swallowed her pride and moaned, "Fuck me, Tony, please fuck me!"

"Yeah," he grinned, "that's it. Good girl. Here's your reward."

He tightened his grip on her writhing ass and started pounding his cock into her again. This time Dotty had no pride at all. She jerked her hips frantically to his movements, and she soaked his pile-driving boner with floods of molten pussy cream. She wailed her pleasure as he hammered her to the edge of orgasm.

"Ohhhhhh, God, yessss, fuck meeeee!" she wailed. "Oh, shit, I love it!"

And Tony loved her surrender. Grinning like a maniac, he went into high gear, fucking her with all the speed and strength at his command. That final volley was all Dotty needed to go flying into orbit, her cunt exploding with pleasure.

"Ahhhhhh, you did it, I'm cominggggggg!" she screamed. "Unnnnhhh, God, whaahhhhh!"

She forgot everything else for long delicious moments as the long-overdue climax ripped through her body. She bucked and convulsed and sobbed. Almost blacking out with ecstasy, she realized just how starved she was for sex with a man.

She'd been having sex with her own fingers ever since Hank died, but obviously it hadn't done much for her. It was only a temporary relief for her fiery lust. The lasting relief was in fucking a real-live partner. She couldn't do the job alone.

As she finally came down from the powerful orgasm, she felt Tony's cock still rock-hard inside her. "One for the road," he leered.

"Yes," Dotty whimpered, "yes, Tony, fuck me again!"

She was being shameless now, but she just couldn't help it. After going so long without a man, she wanted to gorge herself on all these delicious sensations. Tony's cock began to piston inside her again, and she mobbed with pleasure. She fucked back at him, jerking her hips greedily.

"Yes, yes, you big bastard, fuck my brains out!" she wailed.

Tony's eyes gleamed with lusty triumph. He growled and fucked into her harder and harder, till she thought the cot would collapse under them. If it did, she knew, they'd go right on fucking, not missing a beat. Neither of them could bear to stop now.

"Fuck it to me, fuck it to meeee!" Dotty groaned.

She screwed her eyes shut and forgot everything but the wild pleasure she was getting from Tony's huge pile-driving cock. She forgot her guilt, her vows, even Hank. She was pure animal now, her mind closed to everything but coming.

Arching her body steadily, she took Tony's mammoth boner deeper and deeper into her seething greedy cunt. She'd just finished coming violently, but already she needed more. She wondered if she could ever come enough to make up for those sexless months.

"Do it to me, Tony," she sobbed. "Make me come!"

He loved to hear her beg for it. It spurred him into even harder action. His steel-hard cock shaft jerked over her swollen clit and plowed to the sizzling depths of her pussy. It was a relentless, almost savage fuck, but that was how she craved it.

She felt a gigantic explosion of pleasure tearing through her body, shaking and rocking her.

At almost the same second Tony yelled and began jetting his thick scaring come into her womb. They were coming together in a violent mutual organ.

"Take it, baby, unnnnhhhh!" Tony bellowed.

"Yessss, cream meeeee, aaahhhhh!" Dotty wailed. "Ohhhhhh, God, so fucking good, aaaahhhhhh!"

In spite of all her struggles and protests, she hadn't hidden a thing from Tony. He knew how desperately horny she was, how much she needed a man. Dotty had to face those facts herself. She'd succumbed to the first wan who came on to her.

If she was that horny, she was going to have one hell of a time staying faithful to Hank.

CHAPTER FOUR

Dotty couldn't face Tony again, so she left her job at the cafe. A few days later she managed to get work as a file clerk in a small office. Her new boss was an attractive middle-aged man named Dick Morgan.

Mr. Morgan noticed Dotty right away, and he couldn't keep his eyes off her. The tall, beautiful blonde widow was hard to ignore. Morgan was always happening by when she was working, chatting with her, looking down the front of her blouse.

"The boss has the hots for you, Dotty," laughed Irene, the receptionist.

"I wish he didn't," Dotty sighed. "I jut want to do my work and get my paycheck. I'm not interested in romance."

"I'm afraid you can't escape, honey," Irene told her. "He's made a play for every girl in this office. But it's not really so bad. He takes you on nice dates, and he's not bad in bed, either."

Dotty blushed. "You mean…?" she stammered.

Irene wasn't embarrassed. "Yeah, I made it with Dick a few times," she said. "But you can't expect anything permanent with him. He's a human rabbit."

Dotty wasn't thrilled with any of this news. She'd just escaped one lecherous boss, and now had another. She did her best to stay out of Morgan's way, but it was no use. He was determined to come on to her. Then came the day she dreaded, when he asked her out on a date.

"How about dinner with me tonight, gorgeous?" he leered.

"No thank you, Mr. Morgan," Dotty said primly.

"Why not?" he persisted. "You're not married, are you?"

"I'm widowed," she said. "My husband died a few months ago."

"Going out with anybody else?" Morgan inquired.

"No," Dotty said. "I'm not interested in dating. It's too soon for me."

"That's silly," he said. "The sooner you start living again, the better. I'll take you to dinner and we'll go dancing afterwards. Pick you up at seven."

Dotty didn't even have a chance to refuse before he marched off. She didn't see him for the rest of the day, and she knew that was on purpose. Now he'd be coming to her apartment at seven, and they'd be alone together. The guy sure didn't take no for an answer.

Dotty didn't bother to dress up, because she didn't intend to go anywhere. When Dick Morgan arrived, he found her wearing old blue jeans and a t-shirt. She stood in the doorway and didn't invite him inside.

"Hey, what's this?" he exclaimed with a grin.

"Why aren't you dressed, Dotty?"

"I'm not going out with you, Mr. Morgan," Dotty said firmly. "I'm sorry you wasted your time, but you didn't listen to me at the office."

"Oh nonsense," he said, pushing past her into the apartment. "Now I suppose you're going to tell me that you don't find me attractive."

Dotty didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Sure, she found him attractive. Any woman would. He was tall, handsome, and had a thick shock of silver hair. He was rich, too, which didn't hurt. But she still felt she had to be faithful to Hank.

"Please leave, Mr. Morgan," she sighed.

"Oh, call me Dick," he grinned.

Then he was pulling her into his arms for a hot tongue-kiss that melted her whole body. Dotty hadn't expected him to move so fast, and she didn't have time to prepare herself. She burned with lust as his tongue probed her mouth.

It was happening to her again. She was going ape over the first man who touched her, a man she hardly knew. What in the world was wrong with her? She forced herself to push Dick away, even though she wanted the exciting kiss to continue.

"Let me explain something," she said. "I love my husband. He may be dead, but I still can't cheat on him. So you might as well leave, Dick."

"You can't spend the rest of your life being faithful to a dead man, Dotty," he replied. "The sooner I talk you out of that bullshit, the better."

He lunged for her, and Dotty fled. That was a mistake, because the only place she could run to was the bedroom. She intended to get in there and lack the door, but Dick was too fast for her. He caught up with her and dragged her over to the bed.

"How convenient," he chuckled.

"Dick, dammit, I said no," Dotty snapped. "Let go of me."

"No way," he growled, moving in for another kiss.

He rolled half on top of her, pinning her down, and then kissed her hard, cramming his big hot tongue into her mouth. With that hard male body pressing against her, Dotty almost sobbed with longing. She wished she could just let herself go and take everything Dick had to offer.

As he kissed her, her pussy swelled and steamed. Hot liquid leaked from her hungry cunt and soaked her slit. Then she felt Dick's cock swelling against her leg, and she struggled with herself, aching to grab for his cockmeat.

She kept reminding herself that Hank had been dead for only three months. Surely she could control herself longer than that? But Hank had spoiled her, too. He'd gotten her used to expert love-making every day of her life.

Dotty had had her sexual needs fully and deliciously satisfied throughout her marriage, and then suddenly one day she'd been cut off. When Hank died, so did her life. It was driving her crazy to do without it and she was proving that right now.

She was squirming, moaning ad creaming like mad as Dick gave her that sizzling long tongue-kiss. By the time he came up for air, her panties were wet with her squirting cuntal cream. She hoped he didn't see the hot longing in her eyes.

"Dotty, you're a fantastic-looking woman," he said hoarsely. "I'm sorry, but I can't keep my hands off you. And you need a man, honey, you have to admit that."

"I'm not ready yet," Dotty whimpered. "I couldn't do that to Hank."

"We'll just see about that," Dick smiled.

He pushed up her t-shirt and unhooked her bra. Dotty gasped and blushed as he uncovered her magnificent thrusting tits. He slid his hands under the full tit melons and hoisted them, testing their weight. Dotty watched her light pink nipples stiffen as he fanned them with his hot breath.

His tongue shot out, and he started licking her supersensitive nipples. Dotty couldn't stifle a little squeal of excitement, but then she grimly clamped her jaws shut. She wasn't going to let him know how aroused she was.

That turned out to be damned difficult. Dick was pretty good at what he was doing. He wasn't like Tony at all. He didn't force her or overpower her. He just used his experience, getting her more hotly turned on by the second.

He ran the stiff wet tip of his tongue around her nipples, exciting them into stiffness. He sucked one nipple, then the other, making Dotty cream in hot helpless spurts. Her tits swelled up even bigger and fuller.

It was so much fun having a man play with her tits again. Hank used to spend hours at it. She wished she could just relax and enjoy someone else besides her husband, but she couldn't get Hank out of her mind.

"Oh, please, Dick," she moaned, "Don't do this to me. I feel so damned guilty."

"You mean because I'm turning you on?" he smiled. "Why feel guilty about that? It only proves you're alive and normal."

He started kissing and licking his way down her body, from her big swollen tits, over her ribs and belly, down to the waistband of her jeans. Deftly he unzipped her jeans, opened them, and kissed the hot silky flesh above her bikini panties.

Dotty could have groused with frustration. She wanted him to go on, kissing lower and lows, till he reached ha fever-hot pussy and satisfied it. She ached to come. She felt like she'd explode with lust if she didn't get some satisfaction. If only she were free to let herself go!

Now Dick grasped her jeans and panties and started tugging them down. Dotty whimpered and tried to stop him, but he was stronger. He whisked her bottom clothing off and ogled the pretty golden triangle of her cunt bush.

"Dick, that's enough," she moaned.

"Oh, no it isn't, baby," he growled. "It's not nearly enough."

He pushed her legs apart and slid between them, his hot moist breath tickling the swollen flesh of her cunt gash. Dotty whimpered and tried to pull away, but he grasped her thighs and held her in place. His tongue shot out, and she felt a searing rush of pleasure.

"Oh, no," she sobbed, "nooooo!"

She couldn't fight that delicious feeling. Dick's tongue was racing up and down the engorged line of her slit, stimulating the neglected flesh, and it felt fantastically good to the sex-starved young widow.

She lay there limp and panting, unable to resist. Dick was a damned good pussy-eater, as good as Hank, and she'd missed it so much. Thick molten cream poured from her famished pussy, and Dick lapped it up and grabbed it.

"Honey, quit lying to me," he said hoarsely. "You need this really bad."

Dotty couldn't deny that, but she wasn't going to admit it either. She just lay there paralyzed with pleasure, and let Dick race his tongue all over her smoldering pussy. God help her, she just had to have it.

Forgive me, Hank, she thought dizzily, I can't help it.

Dick snaked his greedy tongue into the hot folds of her cunt gash, scooping out her tangy cream. The man had a real hunger for pussy juice. He rimmed the mouth of her cunt with the tip of his tongue, and she juiced helplessly, feeding him more.

Dick was experienced with women. He knew what that helpless creaming meant. Dotty realized she wasn't fooling him at all. He could see through her protests and denials. He knew how badly she really needed his loving.

So why fight it? Dotty let her thighs fall wide open, and Dick snarled with lust. He zeroed in on the best place of all, her taut throbbing clit. He started whipping it with the tip of his tongue, and Dotty moaned in ecstasy.

"Ooooooh, God, ooooooh!" she cried.

Her face twisted with lust, and she closed her eyes tight. For a few crazy moments she could pretend she had Hank again, that it was her sexy husband going down on her. She whimpered and gurgled with delight as that stiff tongue teased and lashed the most sensitive organ of her body.

But then Dick broke the spell, as he asked hoarsely, "You love this, don't you, honey? Admit it."

She couldn't pretend he was Hank, not when he talked. "Oh, please, Dick, don't torture me any more," she sobbed. "I'll hate myself for letting you do this."

"There's nothing to feel guilty about, Dotty," he answered. "I'm just gonna go on eating you till you forget that stupid guilt."

He shoved his hands under her lustily wriggling ass and held her still. With her thighs wide open and his head between them, she couldn't escape his knowing tongue. She braced herself, vowing that she wouldn't confess her hot lust.

Dick knew her most vulnerable spot. He stiffly rimmed her pulsating joy button, making her cream huge floods of sizzling juice. He worked her clit to full stiffness, then caught it between his lips and started sucking her off.

"Unnnnhhhh, aaahhhhhh!" she wailed.

Her self-control broke, and she turned into a shameless slut. Then was no way in the world she could resist the scaring pleasure of having her clit sucked. She laced her fingers through Dick's hair and tugged at it, groaning and whimpering.

"Yesss, God, yesss!" she hissed.

So now Dick knew everything. He knew her hot need and her frantic horniness. He firmed his grip on her hot little ass and sucked steadily faster on her throbbing joy button. Dotty stopped fighting. She had to come, she just had to.

Sobbing with need, she arched her body and pressed her clit hard against his sucking lips. Each hot suck brought her closer to the relief she craved. Even Dick's obscene sucking and slurping noises were driving her wild.

"Suck me, baby, suck mew!" she howled. Those were the words she'd always used with Hank. She didn't know how to make love to any other man. She reacted just as she'd done with her husband, greedily shoving her clit against his mouth, creaming all over his face.

Now that she'd stopped resisting, it didn't take her long to come. She was like a bomb set to go off, and Dick's hotly sucking lips triggered the explosion. Her body began to convulse, and she creamed huge floods of scalding juice.

"Ohhhhh, God, yessss, I'm cominggggg!" she screamed.

Somehow Dick managed to keep his lips on target, sucking her deliciously through the long body-wracking climax. Dotty came violently, then moaned and writhed with the aftershocks. Dick finally raised his cream-soaked face and smiled at her.

"Was that so terrible?" he asked.

Dotty reddened. "It-it was wonderful, Dick," she said, "but I shouldn't have done it."

He sighed. "You still haven't learned not to feel guilty," he said. "I guess I better get back to work."

He shoved his face between her thighs again, and Dotty wept with pleasure as his big hot tongue lashed her swollen pussy. She could never get enough of that special sensation. How could she possibly give it up?

Then he started inching his tongue stiffly up her cunt. She howled and arched her body, taking the wet meat as deep as she could get it. He almost touched her womb. He began to piston his tongue up and down in her flooded cunt.

"Ohhhhh, shit, yessss!" she gasped, "do it to me, honey, fuck me with that big thing!"

She was shocked at her own words, but she couldn't control her hot passion as Dick expertly tongue-fucked her. Again she closed her eyes and submitted totally, too horny to resist. He tongued her faster and faster, working her toward another violent climax.

"Ohhhhh, shit, it's so fuckin' good!" she gurgled.

She began tightening her cunt around his plowing tongue, getting more and more hot friction. She soaked his face with her spurting cream. No way could she control her bottled up needs. They had to be released, as quickly as possible.

Dick's tongue plowed deep and hard, and that set her off. A second body-shaking orgasm ripped through her, and she threw back her head and sobbed with bliss.

"Unnnhh, yessss, you did it, whaaahhhhh!" the horny young widow wailed.

Dick tongued her steadily through her climax, making it long and hard and delicious. Dotty came as hard as she ever had in her life, and for a whole minute afterwards she gurgled and panted with satisfaction.

Then Dick rolled off her. "Honey, I think I proved my point," he said hoarsely. "Now it's time that you did something for me."

CHAPTER FIVE

Dick began to take off his clothes. Dotty stared helplessly at his tempting male body. This man was ready to give her everything she craved. She could have it all, if she could just get over her guilt about Hank.

As Dick skinned out of his jockey shorts, his cock snapped free, stiff as a board and drooling hot cream. Dotty whimpered softly. Although Dick had brought her off several times with his tongue and mouth, she felt violently horny again.

Only that thick hard cock of his would give her complete satisfaction. She juiced heavily and felt the scalding liquid soak her slit. Would Hank understand her uncontrollable lust? He should, because he'd made her that way.

Hank had spoiled her with his good loving, and now he was gone. Damnit all, honey, Dotty thought, I just have to have it.

Dick slid naked onto the bed and pulled Dotty into his arms. "Don't fight me, baby," he said hoarsely. "You and I both need this, and you know it."

He started kissing her and running his hands over her silky hot body. The temptation was more than Dotty could resist. She snaked her arms around his neck and rubbed her body against his. She felt his cock give a lusty buck against her belly, leaving a trail of hot sticky juice. Her big tits swelled up taut against his chest.

"Yes," Dick rasped, "go with it! It's gonna be great!"

He slid his hand between her thighs and rubbed the fever-hot flesh of her cunt gash. Dotty creamed helplessly, waking his hand.

There was no point in hiding her lust any longer. Dick could tell how much she needed to be fucked.

He rolled on top of her, and she opened her thighs wide. She'd worry about her guilt later. Right now she just had to take what this man offered, or she'd go crazy with frustration. She sobbed as his fat cock head plugged her juicy cunt mouth.

Dick groaned with lust as he started easing his massive hard-on into her slick and ready pussy. He went into her slowly, savoring every inch of penetration. Dotty arched her body and took his throbbing boner deeper and deeper.

"Ohhhhhh, God, yessssss!" she wept.

Why kid herself? She couldn't live without fucking. It was crazy to think she could go the rest of her life without sex. She closed her eyes and gurgled blissfully as Dick's rock-hard boner touched her womb, cramming her completely.

"There," he panted, "you got it all now, honey. I'm gonna give you the fuck of your life."

As far as Dotty was concerned, he could skip the bragging. She just wanted to be fucked endlessly. He slipped his hands under her to cup her ass, ten started sawing his rigid boner slowly and sensuously in her starved pussy.

"Ooooooh!" Dotty squealed. "Unnnhhhh!"

"You like it, baby?" Dick panted.

"Are you kidding?" Dotty moaned.

He gave a chuckle and went on slowly and deliciously reaming her boiling cunt. Dotty kept her eyes tightly closed, blotting out everything but those delicious sensations. Her cunt sucked and tugged at his cockmeat, soaking it with molten cream.

Her hips moved to his rhythm, arching up to take his cock to her fiery depths. She just wished this slow tantalizing fucking would last forever. She ground her clit against his rigid cockshaft, getting hot stabs of pleasure.

Gradually Dick speeded up his fucking, and Dotty's lustily jerking hips kept the pace, wriggling and bucking. She was creaming non-stop now, and the thick molten liquid overflowed her crammed cunt and puddled on the bed beneath her.

"You want it faster, honey?" Dick rasped. "You tell me what you want, and I'll give it to you."

It was like asking an ice cream freak if he wanted chocolate or vanilla. "Just fuck me, Dick," Dotty moaned. "Don't talk, just keep on fucking me!"

Dick laughed and speeded up his movements just a little. Dotty hoped now that he'd quit talking. His voice just reminded her that the man she was fucking wasn't her husband. She pumped her hips hard to his movements and moaned in bliss.

Dick deliberately ground his hard cockshaft over her clit and she whimpered and creamed like crazy. This guy had fucked plenty of women, and he knew just how to drive them wild. Dotty was glad of his experience. Right now she needed the best loving she could get.

Again he speeded up. They were fucking pretty fast now, and Dotty loved it. She'd always adored fucking hard. Sometimes she and Hank had damned near broken the bed. She gave a horny little growl and pumped her hips faster and faster.

"Yes, yes, do it to me hard!" she moaned. Dick snorted with excitement and pounded it to her, till their bodies smacked together loudly. His cock was making a lewd sucking noise as it reamed the hot juice from her gripping cunt. Things were getting wild now, the bed starting to shake and creak.

Dotty wished she could forget how many times she and Hank had rattled that bed. Was it so terrible of her to bring another man to their bed, now that Hank was gone? Whatever the answer, she couldn't turn back now. She had to have this guy. She had to get off or lose her sanity.

"Harder," she whined, "really give it to me!"

"You sure do love punishment, honey," Dick chuckled.

Let him think whatever he wanted. Dotty just had to get off. She jerked her hips faster, signaling the speed she wanted, and Dick gave it to her. The bed was really bouncing now. The springs were groaning, the frame shaking. Maybe that good old bed had finally met its match.

Dotty really didn't care. Let the damned thing fall apart, she'd just go on fucking. With her eyes screwed shut and her teeth bared in a lusty snarl, she took the hard pounding of Dick's stiff prick and rocketed towards orgasm.

"Unnnnnhhhhh, just a little more!" she whimpered. "I'm almost there."

"Don't worry, baby," Dick growled, "I'll get you there!"

His cock throbbed and thundered inside her as if it were about to explode. It probably was ready. The guy had been lusting after her for days. Dotty just hoped he lasted long enough to take her with him. She made her cunt tight around his hammering prick and groaned as she felt the red-hot friction.

Dick helped, too, rubbing his hard cockshaft steadily over her swollen clit, giving her a continuous buzz of pleasure. She was right on the brink of coming when she felt the first hot sting of his jism against her womb.

The sizzling rush of liquid set her off. She felt a gigantic orgasm exploding out from the depths of her twit and rattling every bone in her body. Her cunt went into spasm around Dick's cock, sucking it dry.

"Ohhhhhh, God, I'm cominggggg!" Dotty yelled. "Ohhhhh, shit, aaaaahhhhhhh!"

"Awwwwww, Christ, aaaagggghhhhh!" Dick roared.

Dotty wept in ecstasy as the hot spasms shook her body and Dick flooded her cunt with boiling jism. She enjoyed the climax more than the one with Tony, perhaps because she wasn't feeling so guilty about it. She totally let herself go.

"Unnnnhhhh, yessssss, unnnnhhhhhh!" she sobbed as the last delicious shocks hit her.

"Holy Christ!" Dick gasped, collapsing on her.

They lay there catching their breath, his cock still lodged deep in her come-filled cunt. Dotty felt wonderful. Was it really wrong for her to feel this good? Somehow, she thought, Hank would be glad for her. He wouldn't want her to spend the rest of her life feeling horny and miserable.

"Thanks, Dick," she said. "I guess I really needed that."

"You need about a dozen more just like it," he laughed. "I wish I could do it for you, but I'm a one-shot guy."

"Are you really sure about that?" Dotty leered.

She started massaging his deeply-buried cock with her strong young cuntal walls. The moment he mentioned giving her more, she wanted more. It had been a fantastic climax, but she could have gone on fucking all night.

"Hey, honey, you're wasting your time," Dick sighed. "I'm not a young guy any more."

"Just give me a minute," Dotty panted.

"You might surprise yourself."

She squeezed his cockmeat with her greedy cuntal walls, then released it and soaked it with sizzling cream. She repeated the action again and again, steadily clamping the velvety walls around his prick and drenching it with hot juice.

"Hey," Dick gasped, "fantastic."

Dotty just grinned mischievously. She speeded up the action, and she felt his cock start to swell. This was a trick she'd used on Hank. He pretended to complain about it, saying that she was trying to fuck him to death, but he'd always cooperated.

"You like that, Dick?" she purred.

"Shit, yes," he laughed. "You're something else, baby. Your husband was one lucky guy."

"Ssshhh," Dotty said, "let's not talk about it."

Dick nodded. He understood that it wasn't easy for her to make love to anybody but Hank. He said nothing more as she gave his prick that naughty enticing massage. His cockmeat went on swelling till it filled her cunt, hard as a rock and throbbing eagerly. Dotty shivered with anticipation.

"I think you're ready," she grinned.

"I know I am," Dick panted.

"Let's do it another way this time," she said, wriggling out from under him.

Dick was delighted to find her so eager. He watched with hot lust-glazed eyes as she rolled into the doggy position. On her hands and knees with her cute little ass poked up in the air, she presented a very tempting target.

"Come on," she leered, "stick that big thing in me, Dick."

"Oh, baby, will I ever!" he snorted.

He knelt behind her and grasped her lustily writhing hips. Dotty moaned as he socked the fat hard head of his cock into her moist cuntal opening. He wasn't slow and sensuous this time. He was crazy with lust. He shoved his cock into her as far as it would go.

"Oooooooh, yessssss!" she wailed.

"Ahhhhhh, Christ!" he groaned.

He started fucking her deeply, his engorged boner filling her box and forcing out her sizzling cream. Dotty had to brace her hands against the headboard to keep from being knocked over. But she didn't mind his roughness one bit.

"Yes, yes, you big bastard, fuck it to meeee!" she howled.

Dick snorted lustily and pounded it to her even harder. Dotty gurgled in ecstasy. How had she ever imagined that she could live without fucking? She must have been crazy. She juiced steadily as Dick's pile-driving cock crammed her cunt again and again.

"Ohhhhh, yeah, motherfucker, fuck meeee!" she sobbed.

It was hard to think of anything but the wild pleasure he was giving hcr, yet Dotty realized that her guilt was vanishing fast. Somehow she just knew that Hank would understand. Hank would want her to be happy.

Well, no way in the world could she be happy without sex. She had to have it, and she wasn't going to fight her lust any longer. She gave in to it, moaning and squealing and gurgling with delight as Dick fucked her faster and faster.

"Yes, yes, that's it!" she howled. "Give it to me as hard as you can, honey! Fuck my brains out!"

She could feel Dick's sweat dripping onto her back. He was fucking up a storm, driven wild by her naughty hoarse pleading. He hammered his steel-hard cock into her, and his belly slapped loudly against her ass.

"Hard enough for you, baby?" he groaned. "God, yes," Dotty sobbed, "keep doing it to me, Dick, don't ever stop!"

Each time he slammed his cock into her, her body shuddered with the impact. Her big ripe tits swung crazily back and forth. She felt his pistoning boner forcing out her hot cream, and the sticky juice ran down her legs.

"Fuck it to me, fuck it to meeee!" she whined.

Her cunt was on fire, as hot and eager as it had ever been. She'd never imagined she could get hot for any man but Hank. It was happening, though, and she was on her way to another powerful body-rocking orgasm.

She was in no hurry this time. She knew she'd come, but she wanted the fantastic pleasure to last as long as possible. She clawed the bed and whimpered in ecstasy as Dick's huge hard boner reamed her cunt and gave her blast after blast of hot sensation. Why rush something as good as this?

Dick wasn't in any hurry, either. He had his second wind and could go a long time. He was just enjoying hell out of each hard lunge, sheathing his cock again and again in her velvety wet cunt. He and Dotty were thinking the same way, gorging themselves on this fantastic fuck.

Dotty glanced feverishly around the room, and her eyes happened to light on a photo of her and Hank which she still kept on the dresser. If anything should have made her feel guilty, that was it. But she didn't feel even a twinge of guilt. Hank was gone, and she had her own life to live. Staring at his picture, she was positive now that he would understand.

She looked away from the photo and forgot everything but the incredible fuck Dick was giving her. He was pounding his cock into her with lightning speed now, shaking her whole body with the impact, and she knew she couldn't keep from coming much longer.

"Unnnnhhhh, yesssss, I'm almost there!" she moaned. "But I hate to stop, Dick, it's so damned good!"

"I hear you, honey," he groaned, "but I'm about to come myself."

Dotty got the message. If she wanted to get off, she'd better do it soon. She let herself go completely, taking his massive cock to her hot pulpy depths, letting the pleasure build in her pussy till she could hardly contain it.

"Ooooooh, fuck, ooooooh!" she squealed. Here she was taking another man's cock and loving it. She was doing it in the bed she'd shared with Hank for ten years, doing it with Hank's picture staring at her. Now she knew her guilt was gone. She'd always love Hank, but she was free to live again.

She closed her eyes tightly and forgot everything but her deep pleasure as Dick's pile-driving cock took her over the edge and into a violent body-shaking climax. Her cunt clamped vise tight around his deep-driving prick, and the intense friction brought both of them off like crazy.

"Ohhhhhh, God, yessssss, whaahhhhhhh!" Dotty screamed.

"Take my load, baby, awwwwwww!" Dick bawled.

They rocked and groaned together for almost a minute, and then Dick flopped down on his back, panting and drained. Dotty felt totally satisfied for the first time in months.

"Thanks, Dick," she smiled. "You were right. I needed that."

CHAPTER SIX

Dotty really meant what she told Dick. She'd been married all her adult life, and she'd never fucked anybody but her husband until now. She'd never had a chance to fool around and try sex with other men. Now it was time to experiment.

Maybe some day she'd get married again. She liked being married, and she wanted kids, something she and Hank had never gotten around to doing. But for the time being, she wanted to be free, free to get it on with anybody who attracted her.

But she had to be practical, too. She had to support herself, and her job with Dick didn't pay much. She started looking for work again, and she came across a Help Wanted ad that sounded perfect for her.

The ad was for a housekeeper, and it offered room, board and a very good salary. This was something Dotty could do easily. She knew how to cook and clean. She phoned and arranged to be interviewed for the job.

The next day she drove out to the suburbs and was very impressed to find herself at a beautifully-kept brick mansion. An elderly woman in uniform let her in and ushered her to the study.

"Please wait here," the woman said. "Mr. and Mrs. Winters will be along in a moment."

Soon Dotty was joined by an attractive couple in their early forties, Frank and Andrea Winters. Frank was tall, lean and tanned, his dark hair silvering at the temples. Andrea was a slim graceful brunette.

"Dotty," Frank smiled, "you must wonder why we're offering such a large salary for this job."

"Why, yes, Mr. Winters," Dotty said. "I am curious."

"Please, call us by our first names," Andrea said warmly. "I think you may be just right for the job, but we have to ask you some questions. We need a very special person."

How could they tell she was right for the job without asking her about her qualifications? Dotty was puzzled, but she liked the friendly couple very much.

"We want a woman who's very liberated in her thinking," Frank went on, "somebody who isn't easily shocked."

"Well, I guess I'd qualify," Dotty said, recalling her wild sexual adventures of the past few weeks. "I believe in live and let live. I don't judge other people."

"Perfect," Andrea said. "You see, Dotty, we lead a kind of unusual life. We need a housekeeper who won't get uptight about it."

Dotty didn't have any idea what they were talking about, but she sure wanted the job. Did they run around naked? Did they show dirty movies on their VCR? None of that would bother her.

"I'm not shocked by much," Dotty said, "and I know I can be a good housekeeper. I'd really love to have this job."

"Okay, we'll try it out," Frank said. "You can move in today. You'll have your own room with private bath, of course."

It sounded too good to be true. Dotty moved into the lovely room they'd prepared for her. She discovered that she was to replace the old woman who'd answered the door. There'd be nobody living in the house but her and the Winters.

After cooking and serving dinner, Dotty retired to her room for the evening. She even had her own TV, so she wouldn't be bored. The only thing she lacked was a man, but she could worry about that later. She put on her nightgown and stretched out on her bed to watch television.

Soon there was a knock at the door, and Andrea Winters slipped into the room. She was wearing a see-through negligee that showed every curve of her nice body. She was carrying a couple of martinis.

"I thought you might like a nightcap, Dotty," she smiled.

"Oh, Andrea, how nice of you," Dotty exclaimed. "A drink would be great."

Andrea came and sat on the bed next to Dotty. She sat very close, so close that Dotty could feel the heat of her body and smell her nice cologne. Andrea certainly was a beautiful woman. Somehow Dotty couldn't keep her eyes off her. They chatted as they drank, and Andrea kept inching closer, till finally their thighs were touching.

"You're just what we wanted, Dotty," she said. "You're so attractive."

Wait a second, Dotty thought. What's going on here?

Maybe she was just imagining things, but it seemed like Andrea was coming on to her. That had never happened to Dotty before. She didn't know what to think. Then Andrea reached out and put a hand on her leg, gently caressing.

Dotty turned red. "Andrea, what are you doing?" she gasped.

Andrea grinned. "Dotty, you told us you wouldn't be shocked by anything unusual," she said.

Dotty turned even redder as she finally got the picture. The Winters had wanted a "very special person" as their housekeeper because apparently Andrea swung both ways. Now what to do? Dotty wanted this job very much, but could she make love with another woman?

"Easy," Andrea purred. "It can be very nice."

Dotty gulped. "I-I've never done this before," she said.

"Oh, good," Andrea said. "That's going to make it even more exciting."

She took Dotty's glass and set it aside. Then she leaned close and kissed her on the mouth. Dotty wasn't prepared for that, and she just sat there stunned as Andrea slid her hot little tongue into her mouth and probed around. To her astonishment, Dotty felt a hot rush of excitement, and she began to cream.

Andrea eased her down on her back, still wriggling her tongue in Dotty's mouth. She started running her hands over Dotty's tall curvy body, and Dotty felt another blast of desire. She'd never imagined she could get the hots for another woman.

But Andrea was so good at it. Gently but sensuously caressing her, kissing her hotly, she got Dotty worked up fast. Dotty found herself squirming with horniness in just a few minutes.

Her pussy was swollen, hot and creamy, and her heart was pounding. Finally Andrea came up for air.

"There," she purred, "that wasn't so terrible, was it?"

"No," Dotty admitted with a blush, "but I don't know how to act, Andrea."

"Just enjoy," Andrea laughed. "Whatever feels good, do it. Of course if you're really shocked, you can quit the job. We don't want someone who doesn't approve of our way of life."

Dotty thought fast. This was probably the best job she'd ever get, since she had no other skills besides housekeeping. And she really liked Frank and Andrea. Was it really so evil for two women to make love? She decided to give it a try.

"Okay, Andrea," she said, managing to smile, "show me more. Maybe it'll work out."

"Good," Andrea said huskily. "I knew you'd be right for this job."

Quickly she slipped out of her negligee. She wasn't wearing anything underneath. Dotty ogled her luscious slim body and felt another rush of excitement. She was too shy to touch her, but she wanted to. Maybe she'd get over her shyness.

Next Andrea undressed Dotty. Her dark eyes glowed with lust as she studied the tall blonde's beautiful body. She cupped Dotty's big melon shaped tits and started fondling them, and Dotty gurgled with excitement. Andrea's caresses were so gentle yet so arousing.

"Mmmmmm," Dotty murmured.

"Not so bad, is it?" Andrea grinned.

Dotty just blushed. But she didn't protest, either, as the other woman fondled her sensitive tits. Andrea worked the hot melons into tautness, then used her thumbs to tease the light pink nipples into long rigid tit buds.

By now Dotty was almost shaking with excitement. Maybe she was weird, maybe she was just starved for sex of any kind, but she was really getting off on this. Her pussy was on fire, swollen and soaked with hot sticky cream.

Now Andrea bent low over her, stuck out her tongue, and started licking her nipples. Dotty groaned and writhed. That hot wet tongue felt so damned good on her swollen nubs. She soaked her pussy with a helpless rush of sizzling juice.

"Ooooooh, Andrea, that feels so good!" she cried.

"I'll give you all you want, baby," Andrea said huskily.

Dotty wondered if Hank would understand this. She'd convinced herself that he would have wanted her to go on enjoying life, and that included sex. But how would he feel about her getting it on with another female?

Dotty wasn't quite sure how she felt herself. She was kind of shocked at how quickly she'd been turned on. She'd never felt any attraction to other women before. On the other hand, everything Andrea did to her was delicious and exciting.

Andrea was whipping her hot pink tongue around and around Dotty's swollen nipples, leaving them shining with her hot saliva. It felt so damned exciting. Dotty couldn't help wriggling and whimpering with lust. Then Andrea slid her mouth down around her left nipple and started sucking it.

"Ohhhhh, my God!" Dotty gasped.

The hoarse lusty tone of her voice told Andrea what she liked. She gasped and moaned with each naughty suck. Andrea sucked noisily and greedily, drooling all over her throbbing nipple. Then she moved to the other nipple and gave it a hot sucking, too.

"Still shocked?" she teased.

"Yes," Dotty laughed, "but very turned on."

"It's going to get even better," Andrea leered. She started licking her way down Dotty's body. Her hot little tongue teased over her ribs and belly and into her golden cunt bush. Dotty gasped and shivered as Andrea's tongue found the moist swollen flesh of her cunt gash.

"Ohhhhh, God, yesss!" she breathed.

She'd gone without any loving for about a week now, and she was ripe for having her pussy eaten. It didn't matter who did it, a man or a woman. And it turned out that Andrea was very good at it. Her naughty tongue knew all the most sensitive places, because she was a woman herself.

Dotty bent her knees and opened her legs wide, giving Andrea plenty of room to work. Andrea's juicy hot tongue tickled into each steamy fold and cranny of her cunt gash, and Dotty responded with a hot burst of tangy cream.

"Unnnhhhhh, Andrea, that's so damned good!" she gurgled.

Andrea didn't answer. She was busy gobbling all the hot musky cream that squirted from Dotty's aroused pussy. She lashed her tongue all over her hot cunt slit, licking up her juices, while Dotty sobbed with pleasure.

Then Andrea folded back the golden fur of her cunt bush and fully exposed the throbbing nub of her clit. Her tongue stabbed greedily at the shiny red button. Dotty wailed with delight and soaked her tongue with molten juice. Nothing felt better to her than having her clit licked.

"Ummmm, shit, yesss, I love it!" she moaned.

Not that Andrea needed any encouragement. The woman was pussy-hungry, and she was drooling all over Dotty's pulsating joy button. She started running the stiff tip of her tongue around and around the supersensitive bud, and Dotty clawed the bed and wailed with pleasure.

She'd never dreamed another woman could turn her on like this. But Andrea knew her secrets better than any man. She knew just how fast and how hard to tongue Dotty's eager clit.

Soon Dotty was panting and groaning, rushing toward orgasm.

"God, you're gonna make me come!" she cried.

"You bet I am," Andrea chuckled.

She caught Dotty's throbbing joy button between her lips and started sucking her off. Dotty wailed and closed her eyes tight, shutting out every other sensation. She felt nothing but ecstasy as Andrea's kneading lips took her to the very edge of climax.

Thick floods of cream poured from her hungry cunt, soaking Andrea's bobbing chin. Andrea sucked up the musky juice as it dripped from Dotty's nearly-bursting clit. A few more sucks and Dotty was launched into orbit, her body rocked by a violent orgasm.

"Unnnnhhhh, yessss, I'm comingggg!" she howled.

Andrea sucked her through the delicious climax, making her pleasure incredibly intense. Dotty came and came. She thought the hard spasms would never end. But at last she went limp, shivering and whimpering with the aftershocks. Andrea raised her cream-smeared face and grinned at her.

"Well," she laughed, "are you shocked, Dotty?"

"I guess I am," Dotty smiled, "but that was terrific."

"You're going to keep the job?" Andrea asked.

"Oh, yes!" Dotty said eagerly.

"I'm so glad," Andrea said. "I'm really turned on to you. You're going to work out much better than Mrs. Pike."

"The woman I replaced?" Dotty asked. "Gosh, you didn't get it on with her, did you?"

"Oh, no," Andrea giggled. "Definitely not my type. But she caught me and a girlfriend making out, and she gave her notice. She didn't approve of our lifestyle."

"Well, you don't have to worry about me, Andrea," Dotty said.

"I know, honey," Andrea leered. "You're just right for us. Now how about getting me off?"

"Oh, of course," Dotty said.

Andrea lay down on her back, bending and spreading her legs just as Dotty had done. Dotty crawled between her legs and stared at her luscious-looking pink cunt slit. She knew what supposed to do, but it seemed so strange to be making love to another woman. She just hoped she wouldn't seem too clumsy.

She stuck out her tongue and began lashing it all over Andrea's tasty hot cunt gash. Andrea moaned hoarsely and creamed heavily, letting Dotty know that she was on the right track. Dotty got more bold, whipping her tongue greedily over the woman's tasty pussy.

"Yes, yes, honey, that's great!" Andrea moaned.

To her surprise, Dotty was really getting off on this. She knew how hot Andrea was, so she went right for the most sensitive spot of all, her swollen throbbing joy button. As she caught it between her lips and started sucking it, Andrea arched her body and whimpered with ecstasy.

"Unnnnnnhhh, shit, yesss, suck meeeee!" Andrea shrieked.

Obviously she was dying to get off, so Dotty worked fast to get her the relief she craved. She sucked swiftly and noisily on her throbbing clit sucking up the woman's tangy juice. She felt her own lust returning in full force.

"Yes, do it to me, don't stop!" Andrea sobbed.

Dotty kept up her fast hot sucking and felt Andrea's clit swelling between her lips till it threatened to burst. Andrea was whimpering, shaking and clawing the bed. A few more sucks and she'd be in orbit.

That was when Dotty happened to glance up and see Frank standing in the open doorway. She nearly choked. How long had he been standing there, and how much had he seen?

"Ooooooh, God, honey, don't stop!" Andrea groaned. "Keep sucking, get me off!"

Somehow Dotty knew that it was vital to make Andrea come. She could worry about Frank later. This woman just had to get off or go crazy with frustration. Dotty had been in that position too many times herself, and she knew how agonizing it was.

She sucked furiously on Andrea's engorged clit and Andrea threw back her head and wailed, "Ahhhhh, yesssss, I'm comminggggggg, aaaahhhhhh!"

And Frank stood there and watched, grinning like a maniac.

CHAPTER SEVEN

"Mmmmm, Dotty, that was terrific!" Andrea sighed as she finally stopped coming. "You did great for your first time." Then she saw the stricken look on Dotty's face and added, "Why, honey, what's the matter?"

Dotty stared at the doorway. "It-it's Frank," she said in a strangled voice. "He's been watching us."

Andrea sat up and looked at her husband, who was leaning lazily against the door frame and grinning. He was wearing a bathrobe, and he looked perfectly relaxed, not at all disturbed to find his wife making love with the housekeeper.

"Why, Frank, you naughty thing," Andrea laughed.

"Honey, you know I love to watch," Frank chuckled.

Dotty stared at both of them. They acted so cool and calm, as if nothing unusual was going on. Frank had just caught his wife in an act of lesbian sex with their new housekeeper, and he was treating it like a joke. Andrea was grinning, too.

"Relax, honey," she said to Dotty. "We planned this whole thing. My job was to test you, to see if you were really right for the job."

"And I got to watch," Frank leered. "I really get off on watching, Dotty. You'll have to get used to that if you're going to work for us."

"Oh, yes, of course, sir, I mean Frank," Dotty stammered.

They both laughed. "Dotty, we can see that all this is new to you and that you're a little shocked," Frank went on, "but believe me, you're going to love this job. Just relax and enjoy it."

"I think Frank would like to enjoy you right now, honey," Andrea snickered.

"That's right." Frank said, his eyes running over Dotty's gorgeous naked body. "After watching you two, I'm as horny as a goat."

And to prove it, be dropped his robe. He stood there naked, and us big hard cock stuck out obscenely before him, bulging with blue veins and dripping hot cram. Again Dotty felt shocked, but at the same time a dizzying wave of lust rushed through her.

Making love with Andrea had been new, different, and fun, but at that moment Dotty ached to be fucked. That was the one thing Andrea couldn't do for her. Her cunt felt starved, and she couldn't help starring hungrily at Frank's engorged boner.

"Dotty," be chuckled, "I've got a feeling you want some of this."

Some of it? Hell, she wanted all of it. Frank walked over to the bed and slid on beside her, Andrea scooting to the fat side to make room a for Dotty and sailed his hands at over be sleek hot body. She whimpered with longing and soaked her cunt slit with a huge burst of molten cream. She couldn't hide her need for. Frank and his rock-hard cock.

But the scene was so bizarre. First Frank had watched his wife get it on with a woman. Now apparently Andrea meant to stay and watch her husband fuck that woman. Dotty had never dreamed she'd be taking part in such a kinky game.

"You're going to watch?" she timidly asked Andrea.

"But of course, darling," Andrea leered. "That's half the fun. Frank and I just love things like this, and we needed a housekeeper to play with. Hope you don't mind."

"Oh, no, of course not," Dotty managed to squeak.

She didn't really know if she minded or not. Things were happening so fast. Weird new things were happening to her, but she'd liked them all so far. Why not see how this turned out? God knows, she needed to be fucked, audience or not.

Now Frank was sliding his hand between her thighs and feeling the molten-hot flesh of her pussy. Helplessly she creamed all over his stroking fingers. She just couldn't control her excitement as she eyed his engorged stiff boner.

"Thanks, honey," Frank said to Andrea. "You got her nice and hot for me."

"I think you could have done that all by yourself," Andrea said.

"Yeah, but it's more fun this way," Frank replied.

He gently eased Dotty's legs wide open and ogled the luscious pink flesh of her cunt gash and its pretty fringe of blond curls. Dotty blushed, yet she shivered with horniness. She kept gawking at his stiff-standing cock, watching it drool thick rivers of hot cream. It bothered her less and less that Andrea was watching. All she could think of was taking that steel-hard boner into her famished cunt.

"Obviously you've never tried group sex before, Dotty," Frank was saying.

"No," she said. "I was married for ten years, and I only made it with my husband."

"Still, you seem cut out for this," Andrea said approvingly. "We were very lucky to find you."

Dotty only nodded shyly. She still didn't know if she was right for this strange "job", but she was going to give it a fair trial. And she had to admit to herself that she couldn't bear to leave without fucking Frank.

She kept creaming all over his stroking fingers as he expertly caressed her inflamed needy cunt gash. She was practically shaking with need. He moved to kneel between her legs, and she whimpered and clawed the bed.

Andrea and Frank could see how badly she needed to be fucked. There was no way she could hide it from them. Her eyes were fixed ravenously on Frank's rigid cock, and she was whimpering softly. Andrea drew closer to watch, lounging just a foot away from her husband and Dotty.

"Go ahead, honey, give it to her," she said, her eyes hot with lust. "She really needs it."

"Delighted to oblige," Frank leered.

He pressed the engorged purple head of his prick against Dotty's juicy cunt mouth, spreading her pussy lips wide. Dotty wept with need and soaked the hard fleshy knob with squirts of sizzling juice. The Frank started pushing his meat into her, and she threw back her head and sobbed with relief.

"Ohhhhh, yes, yessss!" she howled.

Andrea started panting, and Frank snorted with excitement. Slowly but steadily he eased his stiff cock into the horny widow's juice spurting pussy, savoring every inch of penetration. He stayed on his knees so his wife could watch.

"Yes, yes, baby, give her all of it!" Andrea panted.

Dotty whimpered and moaned with lust as Frank continued his delicious slow penetration of her starved pussy hole. At last she felt his thick cock head touching her womb and his big hairy balls grazing her cunt slit.

She was fully crammed with hot throbbing cock meat, and she sobbed with ecstasy. She soaked Frank's prick with blasts of pussy cream, and the pearly juice overflowed her cunt and ran down her ass crack. Andrea watched the hot flood and licked her lips, her eyes glowing with wicked arousal.

"Fuck her, honey!" she rasped, "fuck her good!"

Frank grasped Dotty's shaking thighs and steadied them. With a lusty snort he started sawing his thick hard boner in and out of her juice squirting cunt. Dotty clawed the bed and moaned with delight. She was way overdue for a good fucking.

"Yes, yes, fuck it to me, Frank!" she moaned. "I need it so damned bad!"

"We can tell, honey," Andrea said hoarsely, "and you'll get all the loving you need if you stay with us."

Talk about fringe benefits! Dotty now had a job that offered room, board, good money, and all the sex she could handle. Of course the sex was a little kinky, but so far she'd loved every second of it. She was especially loving Frank's, hard-driving cock.

He started out slowly, but gradually he fucked into her harder, giving her the hot friction she craved. She responded lustily, her hips jerking to his rhythm, her thick hot cream spurting out around his plowing prick.

"Ohhhh, shit, yessss!" she hissed. "Fuck me forever, Frank, I can't get enough!"

Andrea and Frank exchanged a quick glance and an approving nod. Clearly they were very pleased with their new housekeeper. As for Dotty, she wondered if she was dreaming. She was gorging herself on sex, first with Andrea and then with Frank.

Most bizarre of all, she was fucking another woman's husband while the woman moaned encouragement. Andrea wasn't a bit jealous. In fact she seemed highly aroused as she watched her husband hammering his cock in another woman's cunt.

"Yeah, give it to her, baby, fuck her good!" she panted. "Let's make sure Dotty loves her new job."

No problem there. Frank was one hell of a good fuck. Dotty was in ecstasy as she took the steady deep pounding of his big hard prick. She was juicing like crazy, and her hips jerked frantically to his hard rhythm.

"Ohhhhh, God, I love it!" she moaned. "Fuck me hard, Frank, as hard as you can!"

"You heard the lady," Andrea leered.

Frank growled lustily and fucked even faster into Dotty's steaming greedy cunt. She closed her eyes in total bliss and felt herself flying effortlessly towards orgasm. Frank's thick boner scraped and crammed every inch of her starved pussy, and that delicious hot friction felt fantastically good to her.

"Unnnnhhh, yeah, I'm gonna come!" she whined.

"Give her a good send-off, Frank," Andrea grinned.

Frank reached down and caught Dotty's hot swollen clit between his thumb and forefinger. He started kneading the little button, doubling her pleasure. Now both her clit and her cunt blazed with hot sensation. She exploded into a body-rocking orgasm, convulsing violently.

"Uhhh, yesss whaahhh!" she screamed. She could hear both Frank and Andrea breathing heavily as they watched her come. They really got their jollies from watching. They were a weird couple, but Dotty wasn't complaining. She was having a fantastic orgasm.

"Oooooh, God, oooooh!" she squealed.

At last she went limp and panting, and she opened her eyes again to find her new employers smiling at her. She could hardly believe what she'd just done, fucking Frank in front of his wife, but her cunt felt deliciously satisfied.

"Well, Dotty, what's your answer?" Frank asked. "Do you want to stay on with us?"

"Yes, I do," Dotty said, her voice husky with satisfaction. "It might take me awhile to get used to it all, but I think I can handle it."

"Honey, I know you can," Andrea laughed. Then she looked at Frank and said, "Got any goodies left for me, lover?"

"You bet I do, baby," Frank growled.

His cock was still stiff as he pulled it out of Dotty's smoking cunt. Andrea gave a horny gurgle and moved toward him. Dotty clanged places with ha, moving out of the way. Andrea gave Frank a playful push onto his back, the eyed his magnificent rock-hard boner and licked her lips with anticipation.

"Mmmmmm, just what I need," she gurgled. She climbed aboard, straddling him with her dripping pussy right over his rigid cock. Teasingly she rubbed her inflamed cunt slit back and forth over his fat cock head, making him shiver and growl with lust.

"Sit on it, baby," he rasped, "take it."

Leering shamelessly at him, Andrea started sliding down his cock. Dotty watched breathlessly as the woman's pussy lips opened wide to take the thick column of cock meat. Andrea slid lower and lower, till only Frank's huge hairy balls were showing.

"Uhhhhh, shit, yessss!" she gurgled.

Frank grasped her trim waist and started fucking her. He began slowly, as he had with Dotty, savoring each deep thrust into her searing-hot juicy cunt. Andrea let her head loll back, and she gurgled with delight.

"Ohhhh, yeah, honey, fuck it to me!" she moaned. "Fuck my pussy good!"

Dotty felt a little funny about watching another couple fuck, but at the same time she was fascinated and very excited. After all, they wanted her to watch, or they would have asked her to leave. So why not get all she could out of the experience?

As they slowly and deliciously fucked, Frank and Andrea kept glancing at Dotty to catch her reactions. She realized that this was part of their fun. They not only loved to watch, they loved to be watched. They were an incredibly kinky couple.

"Does this turn you on, Dotty?" Frank grinned.

Dotty reddened but admitted, "Yes, it really does."

"Good," Andrea leered. "We like an audience."

Dotty's embarrassment faded fast. Her eyes were glued to Frank's thick blue-veined boner as it plowed up and down in Andrea's dripping cunt. She felt almost as aroused as if she were being fucked herself. Her pussy boiled with lust, and she creamed heavily.

This was a whole world of sex she hadn't known about. She never would have discovered it if she'd stayed married to Hank. Her sex life with Hank had been wonderful, of course, but she was excited about her new scene, too.

Now Frank was fucking Andrea faster and harder, and she rode his pistoning cock with squeals and moans of delight. His thick boner made an obscene sucking noise as it reamed out her juice, and that noise added to Dotty's mounting arousal. Suddenly she had a mad urge to play herself.

As if reading her mind, Andrea glanced at her and said, "Go ahead and beat off if you want, honey. That makes it all the more fun. You know anything goes with us."

What the hell, Dotty thought, why not?

She had nothing more to hide from this couple. Her lust was at the ball, and she needed relief. Still watching Frank and Andrea, she crammed her middle finger into her cunt and began finger-fucking herself.

"Mmmm, shit, yesss!" she moaned.

"Oh, Christ, Dotty, you're perfect for us," Frank groaned.

"Yeah, go for it, honey," Andrea panted. "Get off with us."

Strangely, Dotty didn't feel at all self-conscious or shy as she pistoned her finger stiffly in her hot little pussy. It was just part of the fun. She worked her finger to the exact rhythm of Frank's cock as it hammered up and down in Andrea's juicing cunt.

"Ohhhh, shit, Frank!" Andrea moaned, "I'm so horny, I can't stand it. Fuck me crazy, honey, get me off!"

Frank grinned maniacally and started pounding his prick as fast and hard as he could in his wife's smoking pussy hole. He kept glancing at the gorgeous blond housekeeper, watching her as she masturbated. In turn, Dotty got wildly excited from watching the fucking couple.

She'd come a long way in just a few weeks, from a shy and inexperienced widow to a participant in this crazy little orgy. Here she was watching another couple fuck and playing with herself, something she'd never dreamed of doing. But she didn't regret it one bit.

Andrea's head lolled back, and she screamed hoarsely, "Unnnhh, Frank, baby, you're making me come! Unnhhh, shit, unnnhhh!"

"Ahhhh, Jesus, aaaggghhh!" Frank roared, jetting his load into her sucking cunt.

"Oooooh, God, whaahhhh!" Dotty howled as she brought herself off violently.

The three of them rolled all over the bed as they came and ended up tangled in each other's arms and laughing. It was the craziest thing Dotty had ever done in her life. She felt that all her inhibitions had melted away, gone for good.

She just loved her new job, and she could hardly wait to see what happened next.

CHAPTER EIGHT

Dotty was alone most of the next day, while Frank was at work and Andrea went shopping.

But things got busy again in the evening. The Winters were having a party.

"It will just be us and two other couples, Dotty," Andrea explained, "so you won't have to work too hard."

"No problem," Dotty replied. "This is my job."

She fixed up a buffet table and made sure there was plenty of ice in the built-in bar. When it was time for the guests to arrive, Dotty, wearing a frilly maid's uniform, let them in and took then to the living room. The guests were all very attractive people.

The two couples, Harry and Ginger, and Don and Joan, were in their thirties and appeared to be old friends of Andrea and Frank. Dotty kind of wished she could stay and join the party, but that wasn't part of her duties, so she drifted off to her room to watch TV.

After about an hour she felt hungry, so she decided to sneak down to the kitchen and grab a snack. There was a special back stairway for the hired help, and she wouldn't be seen by the Winters and their guests.

Dotty couldn't resist taking a peek at the party. A narrow door let off the stairs into the living room, and she opened it just a crack and peered in. Then she clapped a hand to her mouth to stifle a gasp of shock.

The Winters and all their guests were sitting around naked.

Dotty blinked and looked again. She seemed to have sex on the brain lately, and maybe her eyes had deceived her. But, no, it was for real – nobody in the room had a stitch of clothes on. They were chatting away like it was a perfectly normal party.

Naturally Dotty had to stay and spy. She was dying to know just what kind of party this was. Everybody finished their drinks, and then Frank got up and walked over to Ginger, a well-built redhead.

"Want to get this party rolling, Ginger?" he asked.

"I'd love to, Frank," she smiled.

Frank pulled her to her feet, and they walked hand-in-hand to the center of the vast living room. Meanwhile Andrea dimmed the lights a little and put some sensuous music on the stereo. Everybody looked at Frank and Ginger with great interest.

Dotty innocently thought they were going to dance, but something far more exciting happened. Frank and Ginger began to kiss and run their hands over each other's body. Right there in front of everyone, they were starting to make love.

"Oh, my gosh," Dotty breathed, her love starved body tingling with arousal.

Ginger sighed and bent her legs, opening her thighs wide. Now everybody could see the glistening red flesh of her gash, and they could see what Frank was doing to her. He was easing his middle finger into her cunt.

"Ununnhhhh, God!" she gasped.

Leering at the pretty redhead, Frank glided finger into her cunt as deep as it would go.

Ginger clawed the rug and gurgled. He started finger-fucking her in quick urgent strokes, and she jerked her hips to the same rhythm.

"Yeah, honey, that feels great," she moaned. Dotty became aware that her molten pussy juice had waked through her panties and was running down her thighs. She couldn't go twenty-four hours without sex, and the time was up. She ached to trade places with Ginger, enjoying Frank's expert love-making.

But she had to face the fact that she was only the housekeeper and couldn't expect to party with her employers. Frank and Andrea would be making love to her a lot, she knew, but she wasn't included in their social life.

Maybe she shouldn't even be spying, because it was just sweet torture for her. But she couldn't tear herself away. No matter how urgently horny it made ha, she had to find out what really went on at a swingers' party. As long as she wasn't caught, no one would really be hurt.

Frank's stiff finger pistoned furiously in Ginger's dripping cunt, and the lovely housekeeper writhed with pleasure. Her face was contorted into a lusty mask, and she was clawing at the shag carpet. She seemed to be right on the verge of coming, when Frank suddenly withdrew his finger.

"Frank, you shit," she groaned.

Frank just laughed. "Don't worry, honey," he said, "I've got something much better for you."

He sure did. Dotty almost mowed with longing as he rose to his knees and she saw his ironhard cock. He moved between Ginger's splayed thighs and pressed the enormous purple head of his prick to her cream-oozing cuntal opening.

"Oh, baby, yessss!" Ginger hissed.

Leering broadly, Frank started casing his stiff cock into her aroused and hungry cunt. He went into her slowly, just as he'd done with Dotty last night. Dotty could have howled with frustration and longing. She ached to feel that big hard boner stuffing her hungry little pussy.

"Mmmmm, yeah, deeper, honey!" Ginger whined. "Give me every inch of that big thing." Dotty wasn't the only one getting wildly turned on. The others started moving in closer for a better view of the action, leaving their chairs and sitting on the rug. The other two men, Don and Harry, had hard-ons, and Andrea and Joan were flushed and breathing hard as they watched Frank gliding his cock into Ginger's cunt.

"Unnnhhhh, more, more!" Ginger sobbed. But Frank just took his time, moving into her with maddening slowness. Her thick cuntal juices boiled out around his prick and flooded down the crack of her ass. The woman was shaking with need as she waited for full penetration.

"Frank, you're doing that on purpose," Andrea scolded.

"You bet I am," he laughed.

"He's sure getting Ginger hot," Harry chuckled.

No question about that. Ginger was frantically clawing the carpet and whimpering with need. At last Frank's boner touched bottom, and nothing showed but his engorged hairy balls. He paused to catch his breath.

"There," he said, "you got it all now, Ginger. Was there anything else you wanted?"

"Frank, you bastard!" Ginger groaned. "You know damned well I want you to fuck my brains out."

"Good old Ginger," Harry grinned. "She always lets you know what she wants."

But would Frank give it to her? Dotty felt just as frustrated as Ginger. Frank held his position, his cock fully buried in Ginger's smoking cunt, not moving. Ginger writhed and jerked her hips, signaling her hot need, but Frank just knelt there grinning like a maniac.

"Frank," Andrea said, "you're being a naughty boy."

"Yeah, Frank," Joan chimed in, "give her a break."

"Oh, all right, if you insist," Frank said.

He lifted Ginger's legs and draped them over his shoulders. That way his audience could see everything that happened. They all focused lustily on his long rigid cock as he began sliding it in and out of Ginger's juice-slick pussy.

"Ohhhh, shit, yesss!" she moaned.

Frank wasn't moving very fast, but at least he was moving. Dotty shivered with longing.

She'd have given anything just then to be in Ginger's place, feeling that rock-hard boner moving in and out of her fever-hot cunt.

She reminded herself to keep cool and not whimper with need. The Winters would be furious if they caught her spying on their party, and she didn't want to lose this job. But no way could she stop spying. It drove her crazy to watch, yet she was fascinated.

"Fuck it to me, fuck it to meeee!" Ginger whined.

She was moving her hips to Frank's slow sensuous tempo, and her pretty face was twisted with horniness. Each time his cock hit bottom, she moaned and creamed. Then very gradually Frank increased the speed of his fucking, and Ginger moaned with delight. The faster he did it to her, the more aroused she got.

"Oh, yeah, faster, honey, faster," she wailed. Harry watched his wife getting fucked by another man, and his nostrils flared with lust. He fisted his thick hard boner and pumped it. Dotty eyed his cock, then Don's rigid prick, and wished she could enjoy even one of those magnificent hard-ons.

At least she wasn't the only horny, frustrated woman in the room. Andrea and Joan were getting pretty hot, too, as they watched Ginger having all the fun. Andrea shamelessly started rubbing her clit, playing with herself as she watched.

That looked like a pretty good idea to Dotty. If she couldn't join the party, at least she could get some relief from the burning horniness she felt. She slipped her hand up under her nightie and felt the scorching wet flesh of her cunt gash.

Just her lightest touch felt great. She started sawing a stiff finger over the burning folds of flesh, reminding herself not to make the slightest sound, no matter how good it felt. Soon her finger was dripping with her oozing cunt juices.

Meanwhile Frank was fucking Ginger even faster and harder, and the big-titted redhead was going out of her mind with pleasure. She jerked her hips frantically and impaled herself again and again on the long steel-hard shaft of his pistoning cock.

"Oooooh, yeah, motherfucker, really give it to me!" Ginger howled. "Fuck the living shit out of me, Frank!"

Harry pumped his prick even faster as he watched his wife taking Frank's hard-driving fuck tool. He didn't look jealous, but he was insanely aroused. Andrea was sawing her finger furiously over her clit as she watched her husband's cock plowing in another woman's cunt.

Frank glanced at her and leered. "How am I doing, honey?" he panted.

"Fantastic!" Andrea groaned. "You're a Goddamned fucking machine, Frank."

He really was. He went on and on, tirelessly hammering his dick in Ginger's smoking cunt, as if he'd never need to come. Dotty just wished he'd fuck her like that. She could use half an hour of relentless fucking. But right now her only source of relief was her own fingers.

She rubbed the swollen cream-soaked flesh of her cunt gash and struggled to keep from moving with need. She slid her finger forward till she was rubbing the most sensitive spot of all, the engorged and throbbing bud of her clit. It wouldn't take her long to come that way.

Feverishly she watched Ginger moaning and squealing with ecstasy as she took the hammer-like action of Frank's tireless hard cock. The woman was practically cross-eyed with pleasure, and her thick pussy cream was puddling on the rug beneath her. Ginger was ready to explode, but Frank looked like he was just getting started. "Hey, buddy, don't fuck her to death," Harry said hoarsely. "Leave something for me."

Frank just chuckled and went on pounding his dick in Ginger's squirting pussy. Harry stopped pumping his cock. He had to be close to coming, and he probably wanted to save that hard-on for something better. But he was in an agony of lust.

Dotty could relate to that. As she rubbed her stiff finger over her swollen clit, she was just about to burst with need. She could have brought herself off easily, but she didn't want to miss a second of this exciting scene.

Andrea looked ready to explode, too. Her face was red with lust, her eyes hot and glassy, as she pistoned her finger over her clit and watched Frank fucking Ginger. Thick pearly cream seeped from her cunt and ran down her thighs.

"Frank," she said hoarsely, "you're incredible. Just don't wear poor Ginger out."

"Oh, honey, don't worry," Ginger moaned, "I love it."

Tell us about it, Dotty thought feverishly. She ached to be in Ginger's, taking that merciless long fucking, but there was no chance of that. Maybe tomorrow Frank and Andrea would get back to her, but tonight she was on her own.

Now Ginger was sobbing with bliss and aching to come. She arched her body till her ass left the floor, frantically rubbing her hot swollen clit against Frank's pile-driving cockshaft. Her eyes rolled crazily, then closed tight.

"Make me come, honey!" she whimpered. "PU go crazy if I don't come."

Grinning, Frank hammered his cock into her even harder. Dotty noticed the beads of sweat on his forehead and rallied that he was a lot more horny than he let on. He was putting on one hell of a performance, more like a robot than a man.

Just then Andrea gave her clit a long slow squeeze and got herself off. "Oooooh, shit, fuck, oooooh!" she howled.

That got everyone's attention. Frank and Ginger even stopped fucking for a moment to watch Andrea rolling around on the rug. She frantically massaged her clit, giving herself blast after blast of intense pleasure, before she finally went still.

"Sorry to interrupt," she gurgled, grinning. The sight of his wife beating off was just too much for Frank. He lost his cool and threw himself down on top of Ginger, fucking her like crazy. His trim ass knotted and jerked, and Ginger wailed with ecstasy. Her engorged clit was deliciously massaged by his hammering cockshaft, and that hot friction sent her into orbit.

"Ahhhh, shit, ahhhh, I'm cominggg!" she wailed. "Unnnhhh, fuck aaahhh!"

"Awww, Jesus, aaaggghhh!" Frank roared. Wildly aroused as he watched them coming, Dotty forgot to be cautious. She rubbed her clit furiously and felt a delicious explosion. It ripped through her body, relieving her burning lust and making her cry out in ecstasy.

"Ohhhh, God, yessss, whahhhhh!" she screamed.

She toppled forward, against the door, and found herself tumbling into the living room, where all the party-goers stared at her.

"Why, Dotty," Andrea drawled, "how nice of you to drop in."

CHAPTER NINE

Dotty reddened with mortification. There she lay, her nightie up around her waist, her finger still greedily caressing her throbbing clit, while the Winters and their guests stared at her. She could have died.

"Oh, Andrea, I'm so sorry," she cried. "I didn't mean to spoil your party. I-I just couldn't help watching, and then I guess I got carried away."

She waited for the Winters to tell her she was fired, but instead everybody burst out laughing.

"Hey, you guys, what a fantastic surprise." Don grinned.

"Who is she?" Ginger asked. "She can't really be your housekeeper."

"Oh, yes, she is," Frank said. "Aren't we lucky? Dotty's not only beautiful, she loves to get it on."

"I was thinking of asking her to the party," Andrea added, "but she showed up on her own."

Dotty tugged her nightie back in place and said, "You were going to invite me? You aren't going to fire me for this?"

"Are you kidding?" Frank exclaimed. "You're perfect for us, Dotty. The six of us have been partying for a long time now. We need a new member, somebody to liven things up."

"Yes, Dotty, join us," Andrea smiled.

Dotty breathed a sigh of relief. She wasn't going to lose her job after all, and her employers weren't mad at her. But she still felt a little uptight about joining the party. She'd never done anything like this before.

Shyly she got up and moved over to join the group. The men were ogling her tall big-titted body, and the women scorned turned on to her, too. But then Joan frowned.

"Wait a second," she said. "Dotty isn't dressed right for this party."

"Yeah, baby," Don leered, "take off that nightgown."

Andrea smiled and nodded at Dotty, who turned red again. She was going to have to strip for all these people. Still she didn't want to make her bosses mad, so she drew her nightie off over her head and tossed it away.

"Fantastic," Harry exclaimed.

"Great body," Don leered.

Dotty managed a smile. She wondered what she was supposed to do, besides being looked at. She sat down and resisted the urge to cover her big melon-shaped tits. Harry crawled over to her, and she couldn't help staring at his massive hard-on.

"How about getting it on with me, honey?" he grinned.

Dotty blushed, but Andrea laughed and said, "It's okay, Dotty. We all share around here."

Dotty looked at Harry's wife, and Ginger leered back at her. "Yeah, go ahead, Dotty," she said. "I'm fucked out right now, so do Harry a favor."

Harry didn't wait for Dotty's answer. He just drew her down on her back and started fondling her big hot tits. Dotty shivered with excitement. She really needed a man right now, and Harry was hung like a horse.

Ginger scooted closer to watch, not looking a bit jealous as her husband fooled around with the beautiful blond housekeeper. Dotty was going to have an audience again. But she'd gotten used to it last night, and she could do it again.

She'd get used to anything, she thought, if it meant a good fuck. As Harry squeezed and molded her silky tits, she ogled, his wrist-thick boner and creamed furiously. Her shyness was fading fast as she thought about taking that enormous hard fuck tool into her seething cunt.

Meanwhile Don crawled over to Andrea and started running his hands over her sleek trim body. Andrea gurgled with, excitement and grabbed for his stiff prick, pumping it in her hot little fist. He slid his hand between her thighs and played with her juicy hot pussy.

Joan watched the others for a moment, then crawled over to Frank, who was resting after his long hard fuck with Ginger. He lay lazily on his back, and Joan wrapped her fingers around his cock.

"Let's see if I can bring you back to life, Frank," she leered.

"I'd be delighted to have you try," he chuckled.

Joan started giving him an expert hand job, her fist pumping his meat eagerly. Frank reached out and slid his hand between her thighs, rubbing the fever-hot flesh of her cunt gash. Joan gurgled with excitement and creamed all over his fingers.

"Mmmmm, yesss, nice!" she sighed.

Andrea and Don were going at each other shamelessly, she pumping his engorged prick while he rubbed her dripping pussy. Except for Ginger, who was taking a rest, everybody in the room was getting it on. Dotty didn't feel so bashful now.

Harry leaned down, pushed her tits together till the nipples met, and slid both tender buds into his mouth. He sheathed her nipples in the wet heat and began to suck, and Dotty almost flew off the rug.

"Oooooh," she squealed.

Then she blushed. As she started squealing, everybody in the room looked at her. She told herself not to be silly. Part of the fun was watching. Hell, she got off on watching them, so why shouldn't they watch her?

Gradually her inhibitions faded as Harry worked her into a boiling fit of lust. He sucked her sensitive tits till her nipples were rigid and throbbing in his mouth. Then he released them and kissed and licked and sucked his way down her body into her soft golden bush.

"Oh, God, yesss!" she gurgled.

Her urgent need overpowered her shyness, and she bent and spread her legs for Harry. He shoved his face between her hot thighs, and she saw his big red tongue lash out. Then she wailed with pleasure as he began expertly licking her starved steaming pussy.

"Yes, yes, lick meeee!" she wailed.

She saw Andrea winking at her, and she reined totally. She was doing just what her bosses wanted, and it happened to be what she wanted, too. She lay there with her thighs wide open, moaning and whimpering as Harry tongued her cunt gash.

Nothing could feel better than that. His hot juicy tongue raced back and forth over the lust engorged folds, giving her the most delicious sensations. She creamed steadily and helplessly, and Harry gobbled up the tangy cream like it was candy.

"Mmmmm, unnnhhh," Dotty moaned, "so damned good."

Now Frank was winking at her. He and Andrea were making it clear to their new housekeeper that she was doing a great job. Dotty lay there enjoying hell out of Harry's greedy tonguing, and she added to her wild excitement by watching the others get it on.

Andrea and Don had masturbated each other into a panting frenzy, and there was only one way they could go from there. Andrea rolled into the doggy position, on her hands and knees with her cute little ass sticking up. Thick pearly cream was pouring from her eager cunt and running down her thighs.

Don snorted with lust and knelt behind her, grasping her hips to steady himself. He socked the fat purple head of his cock into her dripping little cunt mouth, and Andrea groaned and clawed the carpet. As he pushed into her, he spread her delicate cunt lips wide.

"Oh, fuck, yes, honey!" she panted. "Stick it in me, give me all of that big thing!"

Dotty watched Don's thick boner gliding into Andrea's cunt, and she creamed all over Harry's face. He snorted with excitement and gobbled up the musky hot juice. Harry couldn't seem to get enough of her pussy, and that was just great with Dotty.

While Harry ate her pussy and Don fucked Andrea, Joan, was licking Frank's semi-hard cock. She lashed her tongue all over the blue veined cock meat, and Frank snorted with excitement. Then she fisted his prick and started feeding it into her hot juicy mouth, and Frank groaned happily.

"Yeah, Joanie!" he cried. "Give me one of your famous blow-jobs."

Joan hardly needed any encouragement. She stuffed his whole cock into her hungry mouth and started sucking it like she was starved. Frank shuddered and groaned. His cock came to life, thickening and pushing her sucking lips wider and wider apart.

Now just about everybody in the room was engaged in some kind of sex. It was getting wild.

Harry noisily ate Dotty's eager hot cunt gash. Don lustily fucked Andrea from behind. Joan's head bobbed furiously up and down as she sucked Frank's mushrooming cock.

The only one left out was Ginger. She sat close by her husband and Dotty, glancing around and watching all the action. Obviously she was getting hot again. She squirmed and rubbed her thighs together, and pearly juice glistened on her pink cunt slit.

Dotty was concerned for her. She'd been in that position herself, watching everybody else have fun, and she knew how hard it whs. Besides, she was hogging Ginger's husband. Maybe that wasn't polite. Dotty wasn't sure of the rules of the game.

"Ginger," she panted, "if you want Harry, just say so."

Ginger laughed. "Honey, we all trade around," she said, "and when you're left out, you get off on watching. Don't worry about it. Just enjoy."

Dotty gurgled with relief. No way did she want to give up Harry, not when he was giving her this fantastic head job. He really was great at it. His big hot tongue was everywhere, driving her wild with excitement. It would kill her to stop now.

"On the other hand," Ginger said, "maybe there is something you could do for me, Dotty."

"Sure," Dotty moaned, "just tell me."

Instead of telling her, Ginger showed her. She straddled Dotty's face, her glowing pink cunt slit just an inch from her mouth. Dotty saw thick cream leaking from the woman's aroused cunt and heard her breathing heavily.

"Lick me, Dotty," Ginger begged hoarsely, "get me off!"

Of course that got everyone's attention, and Dotty heard Andrea call out, "Go for it, Dotty, you can do it."

Dotty felt like she didn't have a choice. Ginger was practically sitting on her face. Besides, she felt sorry for her because she'd been left out of the fun. She'd gone down on Andrea, and she could do the same for Ginger.

She snaked out her hot tongue and started lashing it back and forth over the swollen folds of Ginger's cunt gash. Ginger moaned with pleasure and fed her steaming juice. Dotty gobbled the stuff as she worked the woman into a frenzy.

"Ooooh, honey, yessss!" Ginger squealed.

It was crazy, Dotty thought. She and Harry and Ginger were all connected by lashing tongues. She'd never dreamed of taking part in something so wild. But she was part of it now, and her excitement was growing by the second.

She directed her tongue to Ginger's swollen throbbing clit and gave it a wet whipping. Ginger whimpered and creamed even more heavily. At the same time Dotty was whimpering as Harry's big hot tongue lashed her clit. The whole room echoed with moans and whimpers and hoarse growls of lust.

Out of the corner of her eye Dotty could watch Joan sucking Frank's thick rigid cock. Joan's mouth seemed tireless. She zipped her wet lips up and down his iron-hard boner, making it gleam with her hot spit, while Frank lay there red-faced and panting.

"Jesus, yes, Joanie!" he groaned. "Suck me, baby, that's just fantastic!"

Joan gurgled in response and sucked even faster. Her cheeks were sharply drawn in, and her throat muscles were busy as she suctioned the salty cream from Frank's piss hole and gobbled the stuff as if she was starved for it.

"Mmmmm, ummmm," she moaned.

"Christ, honey," Frank called out to his wife, "you oughta take cock-sucking lessons from Joan."

Andrea grinned and shot back, "Maybe you should take fucking lessons from Don, honey."

But it was all said in a joking tone. Not a single person in that room seemed jealous or upset about swapping mates. Don's wife was going down on Frank, and Joan's husband was fucking Andrea, and of course Ginger was sharing Harry with Dotty. Dotty felt dizzy as she tried to straighten out all the combinations.

"Faster, honey!" Ginger moaned. "Lick faster!"

Dotty stopped trying to figure out who had exchanged with who, and she just concentrated on getting Ginger off. Now, she caught her throbbing joy button between her lips and started sucking, and Ginger wailed with pleasure.

"Unnnhhhh, Dotty, you're fantastic!" she cried. "Yeah, honey, suck me off!"

"Good going, Dotty," Frank called.

Dotty couldn't answer. Her mouth was busy. Besides, Harry was driving her so wild with his tongue that she couldn't have spoken anyway. She felt him shoving the thick wet slab of meat into her boiling cunt, and she groaned in ecstasy.

As if all that wasn't exciting enough, she could watch Don fucking Andrea. Kneeling behind her, he hammered his steel-hard cock into her squirting little pussy, shaking her whole body with the impact. Her small but gorgeous tits wobbled crazily.

"Ooooh, shit, oooooh!" she howled. "Fuck it to me, Don, fuck my brains out, baby!"

Don's eyes were rolling, and looked about ready to come. But he kept plugging away, determined to get Andrea off, too. She was clawing the carpet and whimpering as he pounded her to the very brink of orgasm.

"Unnnhhh, shit, that's so damned good!" she moaned. "Just a little more, I'm almost there."

"Mmmmmm, Dotty, I'm almost there, too!" Ginger whimpered. "Fuck me with your tongue, honey, make me come!"

Dotty crammed her tongue stiffly into Ginger's tangy-tasting fuck hole and worked the wet meat to the rhythm of Harry's plowing tongue. But then she felt Harry withdraw. She began to whimper with frustration, but it turned into a whine of bliss as she felt his huge hard cock cramming her cunt.

"Unnnhhhh!" she groaned.

The situation was even wilder now. Harry was fucking her hard while she tongue-fucked his wife. Just a few feet away Don was pounding his cock into Andrea, doggy-fashion, and Joan was sucking ravenously on Frank's cock.

Something had to give. Dotty realized it was going to be her. Harry had fucked her less than a minute when she felt a huge blast of pleasure in the fiery depths of her cunt. His big hard cock was getting her off explosively.

"Unnnnhhh, unnnggghhh!" she groaned. "Awwwww, Jesus, awwww!" Harry bawled. "Ooooooh, Dotty, you did it, ooooh!" Ginger squealed.

The three of them were all coming at the same time, Harry flooding Dotty's sucking cunt with an enormous load of boiling jism, while Ginger came in Dotty's face. And the ethers weren't far behind them.

"Ohhhh, shit, you're making me come, ohhhhh!" Andrea yelled.

"Ahhhhh, Christ, take my load!" Don roared.

They rocked violently together, and then Frank bellowed, "Eat it, baby, aaagghhh!"

"Unnnhh, ummmmm!" Joan moaned as he pumped her mouth full of hot thick jizz.

Dotty heard all this as her own powerful climax went on and on. She could hardly believe she'd just taken part in this incredible orgy. At last she and Ginger and Harry rolled apart, exhausted and panting.

That was when she learned that the party had just begun.

CHAPTER TEN

"Break time!" Frank called out. "Jesus, I'm wrung out. Let's have some drinks."

"I'll get them," Dotty said, jumping to her feet.

"I'll help," Andrea said.

The two shapely women went over to the bar and got to work. "I guess I don't have to ask if you want to keep this job, Dotty," Andrea chuckled.

"No," Dotty laughed, "you don't have to ask. I just hope I'm not too much of an amateur, Andrea. I don't have the experience you guys have."

"Hey, honey, you have natural talent," Andrea assured her. "You're doing great. But there's something I better tell you about."

"Oh-oh," Dotty said.

"What's that?"

"Well, I hope you're over your shyness," Andrea went on, "because we're gonna want to watch you perform. I mean, you're gonna be the star tonight."

"I am?" Dotty gasped.

"You're flew, Dotty," Andrea smiled. "Everybody's curious about you. They want to know just how far you'll go. But don't worry about it. It'll be lots of fun."

"I sure hope so," Dotty said nervously. They delivered the drinks, and everybody sat around recuperating. "How you find Dotty?" Joan wanted to know. "She seems too good to be true."

"Yeah, she does," Frank grinned. "It was fuck. She answered our ad, and she was just right."

"Did you do this kind of thing before, Dotty?" Ginger asked.

"Oh, gosh, no," Dotty laughed. "I was happily married for ten years. I never made it with anybody but my husband till after he died."

"Nobody else?" Joan exclaimed. "Wow, you had a lot of self-control."

"Not necessarily," Andrea said. "Ten years is how long Frank and I waited before we started to swing. We still loved each other, but we wanted some novelty."

"Right," Joan said, "but Don and I only waited five years."

"Hell," Harry laughed, "Ginger and I didn't wait at all."

Dotty listened to all this and wondered if she and Hank would ever have become swingers. They'd still had a very hot sex life when he was killed. But they were both such horny people, it seemed possible that sooner or later they'd have been interested in a scene like this.

She just wished Hank was here tonight to check it out. She knew he would have loved it. She imagined him fucking Ginger or going down on Joan, and she didn't feel jealous. Yes, she and Hank would have fit right in. She was going it alone, but she sensed that Hank would have approved.

"Hey, Dotty," Don said, "you're daydreaming. Isn't this party exciting enough for you?"

"Oh, sorry," Dotty smiled. "I was just thinking about my husband and wishing he was here to enjoy this."

"Well, you have to start thinking about the future, honey," Ginger said. "I'm sure we can keep you entertained. How about it, fellas?"

"Yeah," Harry grinned, "we can keep her entertained, all right."

"We'd better tell Dotty what we're talking about," Frank said. "You see, Dotty, when new people join our group, we ask them to put on a special show. Now it's your turn."

Dotty blushed. "Gosh, what do I have to do?" she asked.

"Just have fun and let us watch," Frank smiled. "I'll get you started."

He took her hand and led her to the center of the room. Dotty still had no idea what was expected of her, and she just hoped she wouldn't make a fool of herself. But when Frank drew her down on the carpet and started kissing and fondling her, she began to get the idea.

She and Frank were supposed to get it on while all the others watched. Dotty would be the only woman performing. That made her feel a little self-conscious, but Frank's expert touch soon lulled her, nervousness. His hand slid between her legs, and she gurgled with pleasure.

Frank's knowing fingers found her clit and grasped it, gently but sensuously kneading. Dotty flushed with excitement and soaked his fingers with hot spurts of cream. All around her people were watching, but it mattered less and less.

"Mmmmmm, mmmm," she gurgled.

She relaxed more and more, letting her legs fall wide open and exposing her wet pink cunt slit to everybody's eyes. She just didn't care who looked, as long as Frank kept up that exciting finger play. He kneaded her clit faster, and she moaned with delight and creamed all over his hand.

"Ohhhh, yesss!" she breathed. "That feels so good, Frank!"

Everybody was smiling, nobody was upset. Dotty realized that she could do any crazy thing she wanted, and it would be okay with this liberated group of people. Anybody could work out any sexual fantasy he wanted, and nobody would be upright about it.

She began to pant, and her cream poured out thick and hot, running down her ass crack and puddling on the rug beneath her. She writhed with pleasure as Frank kneaded her joy button faster and faster. Before long she was teetering on the edge of orgasm, yet reluctant to have the good sensations end.

Frank seemed to sense that. He used his fingers to take her right to the brink, then stopped just before she came. It was fun at first, but soon it got to be a little frustrating. Dotty writhed and whimpered with need, aching to come. She was almost there again, but Frank let lose of her clit.

"Oh, don't stop, Frank," she moaned, "get me off."

"No, honey," he leered, "you have to do that yourself."

"What?" Dotty gasped.

"That's the whole point, Dotty," Andrea said gently. "This is your initiation to our group. Every new person has to show how he or she masturbates."

"Oh, my gosh," Dotty cried.

So that was it. In front of all those people, she had to beat off. She had to show them the most private and personal sex act of all. Dotty didn't think she could do it. She lay there blushing like crazy.

"Come on, Dotty," Don coaxed, "it's not so terrible. Hell, you just fucked in front of us."

"You just ate Ginger's pussy," Joan reminded her.

They were right. She'd done just about everything in front of them except play with herself. And it was clear that she wouldn't be invited to any more of their kinky exciting parties if she didn't pass this initiation.

"Okay," she said nervously, "here goes."

People started drawing closer to watch, and of course that didn't help. Dotty was blushing as hard as she ever, had in her life. But she wanted to be part of this group, and she wanted to go on working for the Winters, so she had no choice. She slid her hand down between her widely parted thighs.

"Yes, honey, you can do it," Andrea whispered.

Dotty closed her eyes. There didn't seem to be any rule against that. She tried to pretend she was alone, in her room, aching to play with herself. She stuck out her middle finger and made it stiff, then rubbed it up and down over the hot slick folds of her cunt gash.

That felt so nice. It felt nice even when she had an audience. She rubbed faster and faster, getting well juiced up, and she heard her audience breathing harder. Frank had gotten her so horny, she really did need to beat off.

She rubbed her steaming slit till it was soaked with ha oozing cunt juice. Then she grasped her clit between her thumb and index finger and started kneading it just as Frank had done. That felt even better, and she couldn't suppress a littie squeal of pleasure.

"Oooooh, oooh!" she cried.

"Yeah, baby, go for it," a male voice rasped. Dotty had to accept the fact that people were going to say things. She couldn't pretend she was alone any longer. But it felt so damned nice to rub her clit between her fingers, and ha pleasure was mounting by the second. The better it felt, the less shy she was about playing with herself.

She firmed her hold on her throbbing joy button and massaged it faster. Hot stabs of pleasure ripped through her pussy, and she felt sizzling cream spurt from her cunt and soak her hand.

She rubbed her clit faster and faster, getting wildly turned on.

"Ummmm, this is getting me so hot," a woman said.

Was she in a room full of perverts? If so, she was a pervert herself, and she really didn't care. This party was the wildest fun she'd ever had. She bared her teeth in a lusty snarl and allowed herself to moan out loud.

"Unnnhhhh, unnnhhh!" she cried.

"Excellent, Dotty." She recognized Frank's voice, hoarse with excitement.

She realized, too, that these people had seen everything. Each one of them had gone through the same initiation. She had nothing to be bashful about. And if she passed the test, she'd be admitted to all their kinky fun.

She rolled her clit between her fingers till the hot little nub was almost bursting. She could have gotten off pretty easily, but she decided to give the crowd a really good show. She'd prove that she was as kinky as anybody else in the room.

She let go of her clit and eased her middle finger into her cunt. She heard moans and panting. She eased the finger deeper, as far as it would go, and started finger-fucking herself. Her finger made a lewd little sucking noise as it reamed out the thick hot cream in her boiling cunt.

"Oh, Christ, Dotty, you're driving me crazy," Andrea groaned.

Dotty was glad she was pleasing her audience, but it was more important now for her to get off. Her lust was at the boiling point, and she'd die if she didn't come. She sawed her finger faster and faster in her juice-spurting cunt.

"Unnnhh, shit, aaahhh!" she moaned.

She still had her eyes tightly closed, but she knew she was having a powerful effect on her audience. People were panting loudly now, and she heard moans and gurgles of excitement. Somehow that aroused her even more. She pistoned her finger with lightning speed in her smoking cunt.

Still, something was lacking. She realized that what she really craved was a big hard cock hammering in her cunt. Her finger seemed tiny compared to the prick she wanted. She tried easing a second finger into her twat, and that was better, but still not big enough.

She stuffed a third finger into her greedy pussy hole, and that was just right, the exact thickness of a nice hard cock. Feverishly she pistoned the bunched fingers deep and hard in her famished cunt, bringing herself to the brink of climax.

"Do it, honey!" Andrea moaned. "Get off!"

"Don't hold back, Dotty," Frank rasped. Hold back, hell. She wasn't holding back. She was gorging herself on the most kinky experience she'd ever had. Now it was driving her wild to masturbate in front of an audience. Her deepest and craziest lusts were being revealed.

She finger-fucked herself furiously, groaning with pleasure, her lovely face contorted and flushed. Had she always been this naughty? Maybe so, but it was only coming out now. She hammered her bunched fingers in her insatiable cunt and listened to her audience, moan and pant.

She couldn't hold out much longer. She felt insanely horny, and she couldn't avoid coming. She plunged her fingers as deep as she could into her fiery depths and felt a gigantic explosion of ecstasy rip through her body.

"Ahhhh, God, unnnhhh, whaahhhh!" she screamed.

She forgot there was anybody else in the room, and she pounded her fingers in her exploding curd and came and came. Almost a minute passed before she went limp and panting. She withdrew her dripping fingers from her pussy and gurgled happily.

"Did I pass?" she asked dizzily.

Everybody laughed, and Andrea said, "You sure the hell did, honey. At least you passed the first part."

"The first part?" Dotty exclaimed, sitting up. "You mean I have to do something else?"

"Just one more thing," Frank said, "but I have a feeling you'll love it."

He stretched out beside her on his back, and she saw that his prick was hard again. It stood straight up, thick and stiff and ready. She ogled it and gurgled with desire. Frank leered at her.

"Climb aboard, baby," he said.

Dotty didn't need to be asked twice. Playing with herself was always fun, but she liked a cock much better. She straddled Frank and quickly let herself down on his rigidly standing cock. She slid down it with a howl of delight.

"Oooooh, yessss!" she moaned.

Frank snorted with lust as she sheathed his swollen cock in her velvety wet pussy hole. He grabbed her waist and started fucking her in quick urgent jabs, and Dotty moaned in bliss. She didn't mind that all the others were sitting close by, watching him fuck her.

"Oh, yeah, Frank, fuck it to me," she gurgled, "fuck me good."

Then she noticed that Harry was moving up to stand in front of her. He trailed the drooling head of his hard cock over her lips, and she stuck out her tongue and greedily licked up the tasty cream. He pushed his thick cock head harder against her mouth.

"Open up, baby, suck it," he growled.

Dotty was beginning to get the picture. She was supposed to take on every man in the room. That was to be her final initiation test. Well, she didn't mind one bit? She opened her mouth wide and let Harry slide his huge boner between her lips. She drew in her cheeks and began sucking loudly and greedily on his meat.

"Mmmmmm, mmmmmm," she moaned. But then she thought, hey, what about Don?

She felt Don sliding up close behind her, and then his hard cock was spreading the tiny puckered mouth of her asshole. Dotty moaned with surprise. Carefully but steadily Don filled her ass with his big throbbing boner.

Now she had two cocks in her belly, working side by side, and one big tasty cock in her mouth. A woman couldn't take more cock that that. She creamed hard as the two stiff pricks reamed her depths, and she sucked hungrily on Harry's drooling prick.

"Ummmm, mmmmm," she moaned.

"Honey," Andrea chuckled, "you passed the test."

That was nice, but Dotty wasn't ready to quit. She sucked on Harry's cock faster and faster, and Don and Frank fucked into her with increasing speed, reaming her ass and cunt. She was getting insanely excited, her body shuddering with pleasure.

When her orgasm came, it was the most powerful she'd ever experienced. It seemed to explode out from somewhere between her twat and her shitter, and it rocked her body violently. She gave a muffled scream of ecstasy.

Then the men were coming, too, filling her mouth and cunt and shitter with more come than she'd ever taken. Dotty almost blacked out with pleasure and excitement. She gulped Harry's steaming load till his prick was drained.

Only now could she totally accept the fad that Hank was gone and that she'd started a new life. He'd prepared the way for her, turning her on to sex when she was only a teenager, building her appetite till she was ready for an incredible adventure like this.

Thanks, Hank, she thought, I won't forget. But she wouldn't dwell on the past any longer, either. She rolled away from her partners and laughed, "Okay, I passed your little test, folks. Now let's get on with the party."

Content

Nick Eastwood
Widow on the make

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

CHAPTER NINE

CHAPTER TEN