Donna Allen

Wicked, willing wife

CHAPTER ONE

This was the first time twenty-six-year-old Gloria Crawford had cheated on her husband and she was overwhelmed with fear and excitement.

Charlie Bates was inside the door. He had his arms around her, and their mouths were plastered together in a deep kiss.

She could feel the bulge of his cock pressing against her belly. Charlie's hands were on her ass, and she shivered with pleasure at the way his fingers clutched the full flesh of her ass-cheeks.

Unable to help herself, she squirmed her hips to massage her belly against the stiffness of his cock. When they finally broke apart, she gasped, "Oh, Charlie, I'm frightened!"

He was the husband of one of her friends. She had never dreamed that she and Charlie would ever get together like this, but then one night at a party he made a pass and she found herself accepting his offer.

Later she was sorry, but then she thought it over and realized how dull her life was. She needed some excitement. When Charlie called, instead of telling him it had all been a mistake, she asked him if he could get away during the day and invited him to the house.

"There's nothing to be scared of," Charlie chuckled. "People do this all the time!"

He squeezed her ass again and then moved his hands up to her tits. Gloria closed her eyes and savored the feeling of his hands caressing her braless tits through the thin material of her blouse.

"I've got an hour," Charlie said. "Let's go somewhere where there's a bed before things get rushed."

His fingers toyed with one of her nipples, rolling the hard spike back and forth.

Gloria had no idea what room they should use. She hadn't thought about that at all. Now she decided she couldn't possibly take Charlie into the bedroom. She just couldn't cheat on Jim in the same bed they slept in!

Taking Charlie's hand, she led him into the living room. The sofa would have to do. Charlie seemed to understand. He smiled at her.

"It's your choice, baby. This place is as good as any, maybe even better."

Her heart pounded as she watched him remove his tie and shirt. How strange it was to have a man other than her husband undressing in the living room!

When Charlie had his shoes and socks and pants stripped away, she could see his hard cock jutting like a stiff poker under his jockey shorts. She trembled with anticipation.

Then the shorts came down and his long thick cock and large hairy balls were totally exposed. Gloria shivered. His cock was big. It looked big and ready and very capable. Faced with his dripping male-meat, she was suddenly no longer frightened by the idea of adultery.

Her husband seemed to have very little interest in her. She was a woman. She needed a man's cock. She needed the look and feel of a hard cock to tell her she was wanted. She needed a man making love to her.

She could feel the wetness in her pussy. Her cunt was now a juice-drenched swamp demanding to be stuffed with cock.

In a daze, she went down on her knees in front of Charlie and wrapped her hands around his throbbing cock. Opening her mouth, she closed her lips over his bloated cock-head, swirled her tongue over the velvety spongy knob, and then released him and rose to her feet again.

"Nice!" Charlie said. "Come on, baby, get undressed. Let me see your tits!"

He stood there naked, his hard cock swaying, as she peeled off her clothes.

"Christ, what jugs!" he said. "You've really got 'em!"

Massaging her heavy thick-nippled tits with her fingers, Gloria blushed. His wife's tits were just as large as hers. She wondered what kind of a marriage they had. She wondered if Mona was aware that Charlie played around like this.

When she finished undressing, Charlie grabbed her tits. With both hands, he squeezed and fondled the heavy globes and then lowered his face to briefly suck on her nipples.

Her tits had always been very sensitive, and the feel of his mouth on them made her quiver.

When he finally pulled his lips away, her nipples were swollen and glistening with his saliva.

"Gorgeous!" he said. "What kind of fucking do you like?"

Gloria blushed. "I don't know. I guess I'm not very experienced."

"Christ, you've been married five years," Charlie snickered. "Since we're not using a bed, how about a little doggy fuck? Just bend over and show me that pretty ass!"

His lewd language excited her. He showed her how to kneel on one of the easy chairs with her elbows resting on the back. When he moved behind her, she realized how vulnerable she was. Her cunt and ass were completely exposed to him.

She trembled with anticipation. She closed her eyes and moaned when she felt the hot head of his cock rubbing between her cunt-lips. A moment later his fuck-pole pushed into her cunt-channel with a long smooth stroke.

"Oh, Jesus!" she groaned.

Charlie put his hands on her hips, splayed his fingers out over her soft flesh, and began a slow, determined fuck. It wasn't long before the thrusting of his cock in and out of her cunt from the back like that had her mind reeling and her body vibrating.

"Oh, God, how wonderful!" she crooned.

The pace of his stroking increased, his thrusts became harder, and soon he was grunting and crying out as he began shooting his load. The feel of his rampant cock pile-driving in and out of her cunt overwhelmed her senses and quickly brought her to an orgasm.

She wailed and whimpered, moaning with pleasure at his attack from the rear, and finally convulsing in the throes of a shuddering climax.

Charlie left her draped over the back of the armchair. "Got to run, baby," he said.

She heard him dressing. He kissed her on the cheek and left the room. When she heard the front door close, she moaned and slumped down.

After dinner with Jim that evening, Gloria fixed herself a stiff drink and thought how strange it was to go through the routine of another dull evening with her husband after she had cheated on him that very same day.

The hurried rear-entry fuck at noon had left her quivering for hours. She was still not over it.

Seated beside Jim on the sofa now. She began experiencing the first pangs of guilt and remorse. Jim, after all, was her husband. Their marriage was dull, but they had known each other since childhood and she couldn't imagine living without him. Oh, God, what a mess! She thought.

She still felt the aftermath of Charlie's fucking, and this made it easy for her to think of relieving her guilt. She decided to get Jim interested in getting to bed early. They hadn't fucked in more than a week, and it would be hard for him to refuse.

Leaving, him, she peeled off her clothes in the bedroom and put on a filmy negligee she sometimes wore when she wanted to deliberately entice him. There was never any guarantee that it would work, but Jim usually got the message that she wanted some attention.

When she returned to the living room with her body scarcely concealed by the transparent negligee, Jim looked at her and smiled.

"Guess you're looking for a fuck," he said. "It's time to get to bed anyway. I'll be in right after the news."

Well, it's hardly an erotic romance, Gloria thought as she returned to the bedroom, but it was better than nothing.

Twenty minutes later Jim was on top of her, slowly pumping away in the midst of one of those dull missionary fucks that had never given Gloria an orgasm. At least he lasts, she thought. He was always careful about coming too soon.

He stroked his cock in and out slowly, but with no imagination at all and he never did anything else. In five years of marriage, Jim had gone down on her twice – the first time during their honeymoon, and the second time when she'd asked him a year later. God, how bored I am! She thought.

She managed to rock her legs enough to get some stimulation of her clit, but it was hardly enough to bring her off.

Running her hands up and down his back, she finally moved them down to clutch his thrusting ass. As usual, this made Jim speed up his pumping, and it wasn't long before he was at the point of no return.

He grunted and groaned as he dumped his load into the channel of her cunt. Gloria squirmed her hips and moaned as she faked a come. She'd been faking it for so long, it was almost automatic now. It was a way to avoid being asked and then having to say no.

Jim rolled over on the bed and was soon fast asleep. Gloria slipped away to the bathroom to clean up. She fingered her pussy, thinking about Charlie Bates, and her stiff clit was soon quivering and demanding attention.

I might as well finish it, she thought. There was no way she'd be able to get to sleep without another come. Jim's fucking had only served to turn her on.

She began strumming her poor little clit, one leg raised up on the toilet bowl to expose her crotch. At intervals she dipped two fingers into her cunt-channel and scooped out some juice to lubricate her tender passion-button.

It felt good. Playing with herself always felt good. Maybe I'm a nympho, she thought. She seemed to be thinking about sex all the time these, days. Sucking and fucking were constantly on her mind.

She continually found herself looking at people and wondering what they looked like without clothes and how they fucked. She thought once again of the lovely fuck with Charlie Bates. Oh, God, how I love to come!

It seemed unreal that Charlie had actually been in the house that day, that he had taken her from behind, fucking her like an animal and making her love every minute of it. She wondered how soon it would be before she and Charlie would get together again. She could hardly wait.

Gnarling up three fingers now, she squeezed them into her cunt-hole and began reaming out her cunt-channel with her fingers serving as a cock. It felt wonderful! The stretching of her cunt-mouth was delicious.

She was able to keep her thumb on her clit as her fingers pumped in and out of her juice-drenched hole.

Turning her body a bit, she glanced at herself in the bathroom mirror. I look like a slut, she thought. She had one leg raised up, one hand holding her ripe tit, and the other hand pumping furiously in and out of her dripping cunt.

Damn Jim! How miserable it was to be saddled with a dull husband! She was a passionate woman with a ripe cunt and she needed sex. Charlie was a lusty man who liked to fuck and she just knew there were all sorts of things they could do together.

Mona had more than once hinted that she and Charlie were very adventurous in bed. Gloria had never liked Mona that much, and she felt no guilt at all about having an affair with Charlie. Why should she? The way people talked these days, everyone was sleeping with everyone else anyway. She guessed this wasn't the only time that Charlie had strayed.

Once again she thought of his hard randy cock, of the way he had mounted her from behind and fucked her so expertly. She remembered with a shiver how his hairy balls had slapped against her thighs at the end of each stroke.

She remembered the smooth thrusting of his cock in and out of her wet cunt-channel as his hands clutched her firm hips. The fucking at noon had been brief, but so far it had been the best fucking she'd received in five years of marriage.

"Oh, God, I'm coming!" she moaned.

She pumped her fingers in frenzy as she brought herself off.

CHAPTER TWO

The next morning after Jim left for work, Gloria telephoned Charlie at his office.

"Can't make it today," Charlie said, "And maybe you'd better not telephone me here. Let me call you. We don't want any trouble, do we?"

She was angry. She realized she was learning the first lesson in having an affair – don't depend on anything.

Charlie was right about calling him at the office, of course. It was much too dangerous. Mona could make her life miserable if she found out about it.

I'm as horny as a bitch in heat, she thought. She remembered reading about women like that and thinking how unfortunate they were. Well now she was one of them. She had to do something about it, but the question was what.

The answer came less than an hour later. The front doorbell rang. When she answered it, she found a teenage boy standing on the doorstep.

"I'll mow your lawn," he said with a shy smile.

Gloria looked him up and down. Jim had cut the grass just a few days ago, but she didn't care. She had the feeling the boy had been sent down from heaven to make her day.

"How much?" she asked.

"Three dollars an hour."

She put him to work. While he was outside pushing the lawnmower, she stripped off her clothes and put on a bikini. She fixed her face, fluffed her hair, and walked out to the backyard carrying a can of beer and a cigarette.

She stretched out in the shade on a chaise lounge and waited for the boy to push the lawnmower around to the back of the house.

When he was there at last, she smiled at him and told him he needed a rest.

"How about a Coke?" she said. "You don't have to worry about the time. It's on me."

He thanked her. She laughed to herself at the way his eyes raked up and down her body. The skimpy bikini showed a great deal of tits and ass. When she brought out the Coke, she found him sitting in the sun with his shirt off.

"You've got a nice body," she said.

He gave her a shy smile. "I play football."

"How interesting," Gloria said. "Do you know anything about faucets?"

"Faucets?"

"The kitchen faucet is leaking. Maybe you can take a look at it."

He shrugged. She let him into the house and showed him the faucet in the kitchen. She stood beside him while he tinkered with it. There was really nothing wrong with the faucet, and she soon distracted him by offering him another Coke.

She opened a can of beer and they sat together in the kitchen drinking. His eyes feasted on the swell of her tits barely covered by the bikini top. Being indoors with him and half undressed was somehow more exciting than being outside.

"You're staring at my tits," she said.

He blushed.

"I don't mind," she smiled. "Would you like to see them?"

Without waiting for an answer, she pulled the top of her bikini down to expose the heavy melons of her dark-nippled tits.

"Jesus!" the boy muttered.

"Come over here," she said.

His expression uncertain, he walked over to where she was sitting and stood in front of her. His eyes were fixed hungrily on her tits.

Grabbing his hands, she placed them over her full globes and held them there. "Go on," she said. "I don't mind. Touch them."

His eyes wide, his mouth slack, he moved his hands tentatively over her swollen tits. Then he became bolder, his fingers squeezing and probing her firm flesh.

She fluttered her fingertips over the bulge of his cock, tracing the outline of his cock-shaft and the shape of his cock-head. His cock felt as hard as a rock under his jeans. He groaned softly at the touch of her fingers.

He kept his hands on her tits as she unbuckled his belt and pulled down his zipper. She peeled his jeans down to his ankles. Her hand moved quickly over the length of his rigid cock until she was cupping his balls.

She smiled at the way his jockey shorts were stretched out of shape by his up-thrust turgid fuck-meat.

His body tensed as she fingered his balls. He watched her warily, like a trapped animal. Her hand came up now and she took hold of his thick cock still imprisoned in his jockey shorts.

Breathing hard, her heart pounding, her fingers moved slowly up the length of his cock and down again. Her hand pressed against the throbbing tip of his cock while her fingers stretched downward to feel the length.

She squeezed. It was like a rock, a cloth-covered rock. Her pussy quivered. She pinched and probed his bloated cock-head. He groaned when she finally pulled his shorts down.

The hot skin of his cock-head grazed her hand as his hard cock sprang out in front of her eyes. It was big and red and angry looking. His cock-shaft was blue-veined and very thick.

Closing her fingers around his cock-shaft, she moved the skin up and down. His piss-hole opened wide and a drop of clear fluid brimmed in the slit.

He still had his hands on her tits. His fingers felt like hot branding irons. He made circular motions on each tit, paused at her cleavage, then slid up only to return eagerly to her nipples.

Stripping his cock-skin back to completely expose his cock-head, she opened her mouth and engulfed his dripping knob.

"Jesus Christ!" he moaned.

She had little chance to give him a real blow job. She stroked the ring of her lips up and down the shaft of his cock, and then suddenly he cried out and started shooting spurt after spurt of thick hot jism into her open mouth.

She had to swallow to keep from choking. Gulping and sucking, she finally drained his load and pulled her mouth off his cock to smile up at him.

"Was that nice?" she asked.

"Oh, Jesus, I'm sorry!" he groaned.

"Don't be," she smiled. "I liked it. I'm sure you can get hard again. Let's go into the bedroom and get your clothes off."

He pulled up his jeans and she led him into the bedroom. When they had their clothes off, she laughed at the eagerness in his eyes. The boy was certainly different than her husband!

He also had none of Charlie's brusqueness. He was hot for her. The way his eyes feasted on her cunt-bush made her feel as though she had a great treasure down there between her legs. She loved it!

Stretching out on the bed on her back, she pulled her knees to her chest and opened her thighs wide.

"I'd like you to lick my pussy," she said. "Have you ever done that to a girl?"

He nodded. He climbed onto the bed and went down on her. She soon found that he wasn't as innocent as he looked. He had sucked pussy before. He knew the different between her cunt-hole and her clit. He knew enough not to neglect either of them.

"Eat it!" she hissed. "Oh, God, yes, eat my pussy!"

His tongue swabbed up and down between her thick swollen cunt-lips. She gasped at the lovely feel of his hot breath on the quivering meat of her pussy.

"Kiss it lover! Suck me out! Lick it!"

The words came pouring out of her mouth as she squirmed her ass, grinding her cunt against his face.

"Good!" she groaned. "Stick your tongue in my hole!"

Obediently, he tongue-fucked her cunt-hole. Then he moved his tongue up to massage her quivering clit. Her ass flew off the bed as she came. Bucking her hips, gurgling with pleasure, she climaxed on the boy's face.

"That was beautiful!" she groaned. "Fuck me now!"

When he climbed between her legs, she ran her hand over his cock and balls and positioned his cock-head at the mouth of her cunt-hole. Grunting with impatience, he lurched forward and buried his cock inside the dripping channel of her cunt.

He was young and strong. He pumped in and out in frenzy and she held the cheeks of his ass as he pistoned his cock into her clutching hole. When she sensed his orgasm approaching, she rocked back and forth and cried out.

"Fuck me! Shoot it! Shoot it into me!"

She came as the first jets of his jism gushed into her waiting cunt. He continued pumping until she had the last of his load, and then he rolled over on the bed.

He groaned when she moved her head down to his crotch and began lapping at his cock. She licked the juice off his limp prick and then sucked it into her warm mouth.

Squeezing his balls, she sucked on him until he began to harden again. She laughed to herself at how easy it was to get a boy his age up again.

"Have you ever done it doggy-style?" she asked.

Without waiting for an answer, she knelt on the edge of the bed. He moved round to stand behind her. She was drunk on her lust. She wiggled her ass in his face, enticing him to fuck her.

"Stick it in!" she crooned.

A moment later his hard cock drove into her wet cunt like a battering ram. Her head down on the mattress, her eyes closed, her jaw hung loose as the boy began a rapid jackhammer fuck that rattled her bones.

She started coming almost immediately. There seemed no end to it. She had one orgasm after the other, and she had the feeling she could keep on going forever.

When he finally spurted his load, she slumped over on her side exhausted and dozed off.

A voice awakened her. "What's that?" she said. She realized that the boy was still there. He was dressed now.

Standing beside the bed, he looked down at her. "Can I have my money, lady."

"Money? What money?"

"For mowing the lawn, lady. Can I have my money? I've got to go."

After the boy left, Gloria got into the shower and washed herself clean. She tingled as she remembered how wild she had been. She'd practically raped that poor kid! Then she giggled. He was far from a kid. He'd given her a better fuck than her husband ever had!

Her pussy still fluttered from the memory of it.

Returning to the bedroom, she decided that one last come would really settle her down for the day. It made no sense to deny herself now. After a rousing fuck like that, she wanted to be certain she'd have some peace for a while.

Her thighs quivered with anticipation. Her pussy was wet again. Her cunt these days seemed to be constantly more wet than dry! By the time she lay down on the bed, she could feel the juice dripping down the insides of her thighs.

Opening her legs, she wiped her thighs off with the top sheet and spread the lips of her pussy. Lifting a hand to her shoulder, she slowly caressed her smooth flesh. Then she trailed her fingers down over her boobs, and scraped her fingernails across each nipple.

Her hands roamed over her body as she touched herself in her sensitive places, God, she was hot! She felt she could almost come just from touching her skin.

Rolling over, she pressed her cunt into the bed, forcing her cunt-lips open, squashing the meat of her pussy down against the mattress. She pumped her hips, grinding her crotch against the sheet.

Slipping both hands under her belly, she shoved her fingers into her cunt and held them there, not moving, feeling the heat and wetness of her cunt-flesh, and then gradually humping her cunt up and down against her hands.

Her nipples were hard. Her tits were swollen. She pushed two fingers inside her cunt-hole, slowly pistoning them in and out of her dripping hole. She rolled over. On her back again, she moved her free hand to her tits and squeezed her nipples.

She was aching for it now. There was no way she could wait any longer. She shoved another finger inside her cunt-hole, stretching her cunt-mouth, screwing the three fingers in and out like a small cock.

Groaning, she humped up and down, fucking back at her hand. Without warning, she suddenly came. She thrust her head back and pumped her hips in a frenzy as cunt juice oozed out all over her hand.

"Oh, fuck!" she cried aloud.

She clamped her thighs together, clenching her pussy shut, squeezing her cunt-meat around her fingers, savoring the thickness of her hand as she came again. God, what a fucking slut I am! She thought.

Pulling her fingers out of her cunt, she brought them up to her face. The smell of her cunt juice filled her nostrils. She stared at her juice-coated fingers, looking at them mesmerized, imagining they were a cock.

With a soft moan, she pushed her fingers into her mouth and began sucking them. When she had all her cunt juice licked off, when her fingers were clean, she pulled them out and returned them to her crotch.

Now she worked directly on her clit. She slipped her free hand under her ass and gently massaged her asshole. Spread-eagled on the bed, both hands massaging her crotch, she stroked and teased her cunt and ass until her hips were once more pumping up and down.

"Oh, dear God!" she moaned.

The final orgasm poured out of her cunt in a wave of hot ecstasy.

CHAPTER THREE

A few days later Mona Bates telephoned to invite Jim and Gloria to a barbecue. Gloria was uneasy about seeing Charlie again in his house, but there was no way they could refuse the invitation.

When they arrived at the party, it was a warm afternoon, and Charlie immediately took Gloria aside and apologized for neglecting her.

"I've been busy," he said, "But I've been thinking about you."

Gloria wondered. She'd never been any good at reading peoples' faces and Charlie's face was no easier than others.

"Listen," Charlie said. "In about a half-hour you go on up to the guest bathroom on the second floor and I'll meet you there."

"What for?" Gloria said.

Charlie grinned. "You'll find out."

Her pussy quivering, Gloria waited thirty minutes and then slipped away from the party and went up to the second-floor bathroom. She spent a few minutes fixing up her face. There were other bathrooms in the house, and she hoped no one would decide to use this one.

She was getting impatient waiting for Charlie, when there was a knock on the door and she heard him softly call her name. A moment later he was inside the bathroom, locking the door behind him, and grabbing her into his arms.

Shivering with excitement, she pressed herself against him. He ran his hands over the cheeks of her ass and hissed in her ear, "How's the pussy?"

"Oh, God, Charlie," she moaned. "We'll get caught in here!"

"I don't care," he said. "The minute I set eyes on you today, I wanted your ass! Feel it, baby. Put your hand on my cock and feel what I've got for you!"

She ran her fingers over the bulge in his crotch. His cock was hard and throbbing. She could feel the heat of it through the fabric of his pants.

She was frightened at the thought that some one might come along and want to use the bathroom. Suppose they waited outside. She and Charlie would have to leave together and what they'd been doing would be obvious.

Pulling up her dress, Charlie pushed his hand between her legs and squeezed her cunt-lips through her pantyhose and panties.

"Christ!" he fumed. "Why in hell do women wear pantyhose? You can't get at a cunt through these things."

Gloria giggled. She pulled the zipper down and fished inside his pants for his cock. It was so big and hard she had difficulty getting it out into the open.

His bloated cock-head was hot and dripping. She jacked his cock-skin back and forth a few times and smeared the juice leaking out of his piss-hole over his knob. He finally pulled his hand away from her cunt and made her sit down on the closed toilet seat.

"Suck on my cock awhile," he said. "Let me see those gorgeous lips on the banana."

Lapping her tongue over his cock-head and cock-shaft to get him wet, she gluttonously sucked him into her mouth.

"Oh, yeah!" he groaned. "That's good!" She slowly bobbed her head back and forth over the shaft of his cock. She'd always liked sucking cock. It was almost as good as fucking. How sad it was that Jim was embarrassed by it! She had sucked his cock a number of times, but it always sensed to make him uncomfortable.

"You give great head!" Charlie said. Holding onto her ears, he began fucking her face, pistoning his cock in and out of her wet lips. She remained motionless, her eyes closed, her attention focused on the hot slab of meat pushing in and out of her mouth.

Charlie groaned a few times, but he didn't come. When he pulled his cock out of her mouth, she looked up at him. "Fuck me!" she said.

"That's the general idea," he chuckled. She wondered how they would do it. Her pussy fluttered as she realized it would be the first time she had ever fucked in a bathroom.

"Lift your dress up and bend over the sink," he said.

Her knees trembling, she did as he said. She understood what he wanted. Resting her elbows on the sink, her dress rolled up around her waist, she stuck her ass out and spread her legs.

Moving behind her, he peeled her pantyhose and panties down to her thighs. He ran his hand over her hairy cunt-lips. Her pussy was sopping wet with cunt juice. Her cunt-lips were swollen and pulsating.

He reamed two fingers in and out of her cunt-hole, and then she felt his hot cock-head pushing between her cunt-lips. A soft moan escaped her lips as he lurched forward to drill the entire length of his cock into the wet channel of her cunt.

"Beautiful," he groaned.

Raising her head, she looked at her face in the mirror. She could see him behind her. He had an intense expression on his face as he began slowly stroking his cock in and out of her dripping cunt. Then she lowered her head again and rested it on her forearms. Fucking this way was delicious!

Her pantyhose made it difficult for her to spread her legs too wide, but she managed to get enough balance to be able to wiggle her ass as he fucked in and out of her cunt. Each time he drilled into her, she could feel his hairy balls slapping against her thighs.

His hands fondled and squeezed her ass-cheeks, and then she felt his fingers moving into the crack of her ass to tickle her asshole. She moaned when he rubbed some of her cunt juice over the ring of her asshole, and then a moment later she squealed when he pushed a finger inside. The double penetration of asshole and cunt-hole were exquisite.

"Have you ever had it in there?" he said.

"No," she groaned.

She had often wandered about it. The idea frightened her, and at the same time it made her legs tremble with lust. She wondered if Charlie ever fucked Mona in the ass.

"Sweet little asshole!" he grunted. "We can't let it go to waste."

She shuddered. She was apprehensive about doing it, but at the same time she wanted it. She solved the problem by saying nothing.

Reaching over her head, Charlie opened the medicine cabinet and removed a jar of Vaseline. She shivered with fear and anticipation when she felt grease up her asshole.

In a way it seemed fitting that Charlie should be fucking her in the ass. It was something she could never imagine her husband doing.

"Please be careful," she moaned.

He laughed. "It's up to you, honey. If you relax, I'll get in there without any trouble at all."

Now she felt his hot cock-head rubbing up and down the crack of her ass. A moment later she could feel his spongy knob pressing at her puckered shit-hole.

Her fear of pain kept the muscles in her ass tightly flexed, but she somehow gradually relaxed. She groaned as she pictured his fat cock-head trying to force its way into her tight little asshole.

How strange it was to be there in Mona's bathroom bent over the sink while Charlie went about pushing his cock up her ass! She would simply die if anyone ever found out about it.

At the same time she had to admit to herself how thrilling it was. The very lewdness of the act made it terribly erotic.

The tip of his cock-head slowly squeezed into the tight ring of muscle, and then suddenly the whole knob popped in.

"Oh, God!" she cried.

"Easy, baby," Charlie hissed.

His cock felt like a baseball bat driving relentlessly up her ass. He pushed the entire length of his cock into her shit-tube until his hairy balls were tickling her cunt-lips. A long wail gurgled out of her throat as he realized she had all of his cock inside her shit-hole.

"How do you like it?" he grunted.

"It hurts, but I can stand it."

"Relax your ass and it won't hurt at all."

"It's better now," she said.

"Good?"

"Yes. You can do it harder if you want. Oh, yes. That's good! Oh, God!"

He was pumping slowly now, his cock pistoning with a steady, rhythm in and out of her stretched asshole. It wasn't long before she began coming. It was nothing like coming with a cock in her cunt or her finger on her clit. She groaned and quaked through a mind-blowing deep orgasm unlike anything she had ever experienced before.

At the end of it, when he was fucking her ass with the same ramming force familiar to her cunt, she rolled up her eyes and wailed at the enormous pleasure of it.

"Fuck me!" she hissed. "Fuck my ass! Give it to me hard!"

Charlie chuckled and continued slamming his cock in and out of her spasming shit-tube. Moments later, at the peak of her orgasm, he grunted and dumped his load of hot jism into her bowels.

Her mind dazed and her ass on fire, Gloria somehow pulled herself together and returned to the party. Within minutes Mona Bates was at her side with a friendly smile and inquisitive eyes.

"We ought to see each other more often," Mona said.

"Yes," Gloria replied.

"I've always admired you, you know."

"Me?"

"Yes. You always seem so happy."

Gloria stared at her. "Life has its ups and downs."

"And you're so pretty."

"Thank you."

"I'll call you one of these days."

"That would be nice."

Gloria was terrified that Mona suspected there was something going on between her and Charlie. She was relieved when Mona finally left her to talk to some other guests.

She laughed to herself. How crazy it was to be standing there talking to a woman when the woman's husband had just fucked her in the ass!

Her asshole was still sore. Looking around, she found an empty chair and sat down. Charlie was standing with a group of people not too far away, and when she caught his eye he winked. She blushed and prayed that Jim would come along soon to take her home. She'd had enough of Charlie for one day!

Jim appeared not long after, and when she suggested it was time to leave, he readily agreed.

During the drive home, Jim seemed in good spirits. He told her there was a possibility he might change jobs and move to Charlie's company. Gloria pretended to be happy about it, but inside she felt more guilty than ever about her affair with Charlie Bates.

If Jim and Charlie worked for the same company, she could expect to see more of Charlie and Mona. She didn't like that at all. Sooner or later she would have to find a way to untangle herself from Charlie. What she needed was a way to meet men. Maybe she ought to get a job.

When they arrived home, she was mildly upset when she realized that Jim wanted to fuck. Fine time! She thought. I've just had my ass reamed out and now he wants to get his ashes hauled!

In a way it was funny. Jim was never there when she wanted him, and now that she wanted to do nothing more than sit in a hot bath he was all hot and eager to get into her pants. Thank God it was late!

She delayed getting into bed as long as possible, hoping be would be asleep. He was waiting for her, however, and within moments after the light was out he was on her like an octopus.

She played along with it. She knew she would get nothing out of it. As she expected, it was just another boring fuck, and all it meant was that at the end of it she had to get out of bed again and clean up before going to sleep.

Gloria didn't see Charlie for a few days, and then one morning he telephoned and suggested he pick her up for lunch.

He was interested in more than lunch, of course, and afterwards they drove to a motel near the airport. She felt safe there.

Charlie was very horny and he insisted on a quick fuck to cool him down. Gloria didn't mind.

He rode on top with her legs draped over his shoulders, pounding her cunt in a fury, and when he started coming she managed to squeeze off an orgasm as he shot his load.

They relaxed and talked. She talked about her marriage. She needed to talk to someone, and Charlie, after all, was the man with whom she was having an affair.

"I don't want to break up my marriage," she said.

"Who says you have to?" he replied.

"Sooner or later Jim will find out."

"Not if you're careful, baby. Anyway, how do you know Jim isn't getting a little action on the side himself?"

"I can't believe that."

"You might be surprised."

"Aren't you afraid of Mona finding out?"

"Mona and I have an arrangement, baby. She has her games and I have mine."

"But you said I shouldn't call you at the office."

"I don't like the people in the office knowing my private business. That makes sense, doesn't it?"

"I guess."

"Mona likes you."

"Yes, I know."

"Have you ever thought about making it with a woman?"

"Of course not! Why?"

"Just asking, baby. Just asking."

She was puzzled, but they had time for one more fuck and she was anxious to have it before they had to leave.

Moving her head down to his crotch, she began sucking on his cock to bring him up again. His long thick cock was soon ready. Fisting his cock-shaft, she pumped it up and down to get him as stiff as possible. "You're as ready as ever," she said. Charlie chuckled. "It looks that way. How do you want it?"

"Fuck me in the ass," she said. "That's what I want."

CHAPTER FOUR

A week later Jim's company sent him out of town for a few days and Gloria suddenly found herself very lonely. When Mona telephoned to invite her to dinner, she eagerly accepted.

Mona was turning out to be a much nicer person than Gloria had thought. She felt a little awkward going to Charlie's house without Jim, but Jim had no reason to be angry. It was just a social visit. At least that's what Gloria thought.

When she arrived at the house, Gloria was surprised to find that both Charlie and Mona were high – whether on booze or something else, she didn't know. At the moment they were drinking bourbon, and in order to be friendly Gloria had to drink along with them.

They drank all through dinner, and by the end of it Gloria realized she was as high as a kite. In a way it made the evening more pleasant. Whatever awkwardness she felt being with Charlie was much easier to handle when she was feeling good like this.

They sat in the living room drinking and laughing at Charlie's jokes. The stereo was going full-blast and sometimes Gloria could hardly hear what they were saying.

Mona and Charlie were sprawled out beside each other on some pillows on the floor, and it was some time before Gloria realized they were actually feeling each other up. Even through the fog of booze clouding her mind, she was shocked. Then she told herself with a shrug that they were married and they could really do anything they wanted to do.

Once again she wondered if Mona knew she had been fucking Charlie. Gloria tried to think about it, but the booze prevented her head from working and she had to give up.

She sipped her bourbon and watched the couple on the floor. A shiver of lust went through her when she saw Mona open Charlie's pants and bring out his cock. Gloria was jealous. She'd been fucked to a frazzle with that cock and it was almost an old friend.

Mona had been doing no more than playing with Charlie's cock, pumping it up and down, but now she leaned over and began licking her tongue up and down his cock-shaft. Gloria watched transfixed as Mona opened her red lips and engulfed Charlie's cock-head like a hungry bird.

"Oh, Jesus!" Gloria groaned.

This time even the booze couldn't prevent her from taking full account of what was happening. It seemed unreal that Mona was actually sucking Charlie's cock in front of her eyes, but there it was!

Mona slowly bobbed her head up and down, the ring of her red lips sliding from his cock-head to his crotch and back again. Charlie had a long cock and Gloria knew exactly how it felt to have his cock-head jabbing at the back of her throat. She could picture his knob tickling Mona's tonsils each time she swooped down to push her nose into his crotch-hair.

"Oh, yeah, baby!" Charlie growled.

Mona was obviously an expert cock sucker!

Once again Gloria was jealous. Then she told herself that Mona, after all, was Charlie's wife.

Maybe it's a dream, Gloria thought. It was no dream at all. It was all very real. She had no will to move now. She was totally mesmerized by the scene on the floor. She had never in her life watched people fucking and even though Mona was only sucking Charlie's cock, it was enough to make Gloria shiver with lust.

One part of her mind told her she ought to get up and leave, but the urge to watch them was too strong.

She was turned on, maybe more turned on than she'd been in a long time. She couldn't help moving a hand down to her crotch to rub her cunt mound. Charlie and Mona were too busy to notice. Anyway, she didn't really care if they noticed or not. Her cunt was steaming and there was no way she could sit there and watch them without doing something herself.

"Oh, shit, here it comes!" Charlie grunted.

Her eyes wide, her heart pounding, Gloria watched Charlie shoot his load down Mona's throat. She could see Mona's throat muscles working as she swallowed and gulped Charlie's spurting load.

Wrapping her hand around Charlie's cock-shaft, Mona pumped his prick to get the last of his cream out of him. She sucked on his juice-coated prick with obvious relish. If she was aware of Gloria, she gave no sign of it.

She gobbled on Charlie's prick without a care in the world that Gloria was sitting right there and watching every movement of her lips.

After she had Charlie's cock completely drained, Mona pulled her mouth off his cock-head and began licking up the jism that had dripped down his cock-shaft. She licked and slurped on Charlie's shrinking cock-meat, and then she finally pulled away and licked her lips to get the last drops off her mouth.

When she was finished, she turned to Gloria and smiled.

"I hope you didn't mind that, honey. I guess we just got carried away."

Moving her hand away from her lap, Gloria blushed. She had no idea what to say. She sipped her bourbon instead. Her hands were trembling. Watching Mona sucking off Charlie had been terribly thrilling. Now she was turned on, her pussy steaming, and the tension and need made her body quiver.

Then she heard Charlie chuckle, "Gloria looks like she wants some action. Maybe we ought to take care of her."

Gloria closed her eyes and trembled. She knew what was coming. She knew that tone in Charlie's voice. She knew that at this point she could refuse and go home. Instead, she sat there without moving. She had no idea what they had in mind, but whatever it was she was impatient for it.

It wasn't long before Charlie came to sit beside her. He put his arm around her shoulders and nuzzled her neck.

"I bet you expected nothing more than dinner tonight," he snickered.

Gloria shivered when he began fondling her tits. Mona was there on the other side of the room, and Gloria was conscious of the other woman's eyes on them.

She squirmed under Charlie's hands. Her pussy quivered at the lewdness of what they were doing. She groaned when he slid his hand under her skirt and ran his fingers between her thighs.

"She's soaking wet!" Charlie laughed.

He pinched and probed her swollen cunt-lips through her panties. She could hear the squishing of her cunt juice as he fondled the meat of her dripping pussy.

"Let's get her clothes off," Mona crooned. "I'm sure she'll be more comfortable that way!"

Gloria closed her eyes and whimpered as Charlie began undressing her. She shivered under the touch of his hands on her body, and for a while she managed to forget about Mona.

When Charlie had her completely stripped, he sucked on her nipples and fingered her pussy until she was on the brink of an orgasm. He teased her by pulling his hand away at the last moment to leave her hanging. She was soon pumping her crotch at his hand, urging him to give her more.

With a chuckle, he reamed out her cunt-hole with two fingers and strummed the ball of his thumb over her clit.

Moaning, she pulled her knees up to her chest and opened her crotch to him. He fucked his fingers in and out of her cunt with short strokes, never long enough to make her come, but just enough to keep her strung out like a tight wire.

"She looks juicy!" Mona hissed.

She had brought out a pink plastic vibrator from somewhere, and now she was holding it in her hands, running her, fingers over it as she watched Charlie playing with Gloria's wet pussy. Their eyes met. Gloria blushed and shivered when she realized she was completely naked and Mona completely dressed.

There was a strange look in Mona's eyes, a look of unbridled lust, the look of a bird of prey about to conquer a victim.

Charlie was tickling Gloria's asshole now, and she moaned with embarrassment when he pushed his finger inside her shitter. She trembled with pleasure at the feel of his fingers in her cunt-hole and asshole. He stroked both holes at the same time, slowly fucking her with his hand.

"Oh, God, do it harder!" she finally cried out. "Make me come!"

Charlie snickered and refused. Pulling his fingers out of both locations, he wiped his hand on her belly and flicked at her nipples with his fingertips.

Now Mona sat down on the other side of Gloria and leaned over to look closely at Gloria's cunt. Gloria still had her knees up at her chest, and when she tried to close her legs Mona laughed and pushed them open again.

"Don't be bashful, honey. It's only a pussy."

Gloria gasped when she felt Mona's hand sliding along the underside of her thigh. Soon Mona's fingertips fluttered over Gloria's swollen cunt-lips and then she pried them open to have a look at the pink meat of Gloria's pussy.

Charlie's hand went down to join Mona's, and Gloria shivered with she realized she had two hands working on her cunt. A moment later Charlie pushed a finger into her ass again. This time the pleasure overwhelmed any embarrassment Gloria felt, and her head fell back as she heaved up her crotch to get more.

Mona began massaging Gloria's clit with a deft touch. Gloria quivered and moaned at the feel of the two hands working over the sensitive tissues of her cunt and ass.

She was completely in their power. Her legs were pulled up and spread-wide. She offered her juice-drenched crotch to the two of them, not caring any longer about how crazy it was.

"Just relax, honey," Mona breathed in her ear. "I'm going to make you feel good!"

She switched on the vibrator and began playing it over Gloria's cunt-lips. Gloria moaned and trembled at the exquisite sensations flowing up from her crotch.

Mona teased her. "Would you like it inside, darling?"

"I don't care!" Gloria wailed. "Don't tease me. I can't stand it!"

Mona laughed and continued touching her cunt-lips with the vibrator. She probed and teased and probed again.

Charlie's finger continued moving in and out of Gloria's asshole, and now he shoved in another finger. Gloria shuddered at the way the two fingers stretched the ring of her shitter.

"Oh, God!" she cried. "What are you doing to me!"

"Relax!" Charlie hissed. "You're having a ball. You can't fool me!"

"She's in heaven," Mona laughed. "If we keep this up, she'll be pissing in our hands!"

Charlie's fingers moved relentlessly in and out of Gloria's asshole. Mona deliberately avoided getting the vibrator anywhere near Gloria's clit. The teasing drove her wild. She was no longer in control of herself. They were playing with her body as though it were a musical instrument. Each new touch of her fingers and hands brought a moan gurgling out of her throat.

She shuddered and quaked, her head thrown back, her mouth hanging open as she concentrated on the sensations they were producing.

Grabbing her wrist, Charlie pulled her hand to his cock and she eagerly closed her fist around his hard cock-shaft. She pumped his cock-meat, swabbed his cock-head with her thumb, and reveled in the crazy lust overwhelming her senses.

"She's a wild one!" Mona hissed. "She's delicious!"

Gloria groaned now as Mona slowly slipped the vibrator inside her cunt-hole.

"Oh, sweet Jesus!" she moaned, "Oh, dear God!"

Mona laughed and slowly pumped the plastic cock in and out of Gloria's clutching cunt. Charlie moved his fingers in and out of her shit-hole to the same tempo.

The double penetration made her crazy with lust. Her crotch was on fire. The insides of her thighs were soaked with her cunt juice. She held her tits in her hands and tossed her head from side to side, pleading with them to finish her off.

"I can't stand it!" she begged. "Make me come!"

Mona smiled as she moved the vibrator to Gloria's clit.

"Oh, Christ!" Gloria screamed. "Oh, Jesus Christ!"

She heaved and groaned and pumped her ass up and down. Mona held on, one hand holding Gloria's leg, the other hand holding the vibrator on Gloria's twitching clit.

His fingers still inside her asshole, Charlie pushed his thumb into her cunt-hole and began massaging the thin wall separating her cunt and ass. The new sensation carried her over the brink and she began coming, her cunt convulsing and her legs shaking as the spasms hit her one after the other.

When it was finally over, she heard Mona say, "Let me watch you fuck her."

In a daze, she let them position her on her knees. Charlie dropped his pants and moved in behind her. Mona remained beside her, playing with Gloria's tits and ass, getting her ready for the fucking.

"She's lovely, Charlie," Mona said. "I don't blame you at all."

Then Gloria felt Charlie's cock pushing into her cunt. Her cunt was still swollen and dripping, and his long thick cock eased into it. She groaned at the delicious sensation.

She felt Mona's hand playing in the spot where cock and cunt met. She could feel Mona's fingers squeezing her cunt lips, tightening them around Charlie's cock-shaft.

Now Mona moved her hand to Gloria's ass and put her fingers on Gloria's asshole. Gloria groaned as Mona tickled the tight hole. Charlie continued pumping his cock in and out of her cunt, stroking her cunt-channel with his throbbing fuck-pole.

"Give it to her in the ass!" Mona hissed. "I'd like to see that!"

Gloria remained crouched over on the sofa on her knees, her head resting on her forearms, her ass raised up in the air as Mona greased up her asshole with cunt juice.

She was trembling uncontrollably now, her cunt spasming endlessly as she moved from one orgasm to the next. She was aware of Charlie and Mona talking, but she couldn't make sense out of what they were saying and she didn't much care.

Then she felt Charlie's fat cock-head pushing against her tight asshole. A moment later he drilled in, sinking his long thick cock into her shit-tube.

She was soon coming again, sobbing with pleasure at the way Mona pulled at her tits each time Charlie thrust forward with his cock in her ass.

Then Mona shoved the vibrator inside Gloria's cunt and she went wild. She cried out, she sobbed, and at the end she finally collapsed on the sofa in a trembling heap.

CHAPTER FIVE

At the very moment Gloria was having her ass and cunt reamed out by Charlie and Mona, her husband was three-hundred miles away getting turned on by a happy little blonde with big tits and a round ass. Her name was Brenda.

He had picked her up in a bar and now they were back in his hotel room and Jim Crawford had no doubt that he'd be able to fuck her without any trouble at all.

He liked these trips away from home. There were things he never felt comfortable doing with Gloria that he always did with other women. He was somehow inhibited with his wife. Maybe it was his religious upbringing. Fucking Gloria was a duty. Fucking other women was a way to have a little fun.

Brenda seemed to be a girl who knew the score. She looked about twenty, but he guessed she might be younger than that. He liked the way her firm tits were outlined against the tight sweater she was wearing.

She had stretched out on the bed, and now her legs were spread out at an angle. She sipped the Scotch out of her glass and smiled at him coquettishly.

"Cheers," Jim said, raising his glass to his lips.

Brenda giggled and showed him her pink tongue.

Sitting down on the bed, Jim put his hand on her knee and ran it up a few inches along the inside of her thigh.

"You've got a great body," he said.

She purred, "I've never had any complaints."

She spread her legs a bit more, and from where he was sitting Jim had a glimpse of blue panties and a few curls of blonde cunt hair.

She wiggled when his hand moved further up her thigh. He pushed her dress up until he could see her panties. His cock twitched as the odor of hot pussy filled his nostrils.

He purred as he ran his fingertips over her crotch. Her pussy was damp to his touch. He could see the outline of her thick patch of cunt hair. She had a thick bush covering her clit mound. He'd never realized a blonde could be so hairy, and he was surprised. She's a hot cunted bitch, he thought.

Now she pushed her crotch forward, encouraging him to play with her cunt. He slipped a finger beneath the band of her panties and tickled her cunt bush. She trembled with pleasure at the first touch of his finger on her slit.

Squirming her ass on the bed, she told him in a soft voice to take her pants off. "Do my pussy, lover," she whispered.

She watched him pull off her panties through narrowed eyes. He knew what she wanted.

Putting his hands on her thighs, he pushed them up and opened them to expose her crotch. He began kissing along the inside of her thighs, teasing her, enjoying the soft moans that escaped her lips. He gradually worked his face down to her crotch until he had his mouth hovering over her cunt. Blowing his hot breath on her meaty cunt-lips, he extended his tongue and began licking her.

She draped her legs over his shoulders and used her hands to pull his face into her cunt. His tongue probed through the forest of cunt hair to get at her cunt-lips. He teased her by staying away from her clit.

He lapped the meat of her pussy, burrowing between her thick cunt-lips, and then tickled the tip of his tongue over the sensitive skin between her cunt-hole and asshole.

"Oh, sweet Jesus!" she groaned.

A gasp came out of her throat when he finally closed hip lips over the bud of her swollen clit. He sucked hard on the quivering nub. Holding her ass-cheeks in his hands, he mashed his face into the wet meat of her pussy and massaged her clit with his nose and mouth and chin.

He liked a wet cunt. He could eat pussy all day. There were times when he wondered how Gloria would react if he just pulled her pants down when he felt like it and simply started sucking her cunt. Brenda was obviously a girl who'd welcome that kind of attention any time she received it.

He stroked her asshole with his fingertip.

She squealed at the new sensation and pushed her cunt more vigorously against his face.

"Suck me out!" she kissed. "Suck my pussy!"

He gobbled and slurped, scooping out her cunt juice with his tongue and swallowing it down. He swabbed the length of her cunt with his thick wet tongue. He chewed on her cunt-lips until they swelled up in his mouth.

"Oh, Jesus fucking Christ!" she wailed. "You sure know how to give head!"

She gyrated her hips, humping her cunt up and down in a futile attempt to get more pressure on her clit.

"Oh, God, I can't take it any more!" she cried. "Fuck me! Let me have some cock!"

Jim pulled his face away from her dripping cunt, and chuckled. "Say that again," he smiled.

"I said I want cock!" she hissed.

He got up from the bed and teased her by undressing as slowly as possible. When he finally had his cock out, he fisted his cock-shaft and shook it at her.

"Is this what you want?"

"Oh, God, you're a bastard!" she giggled. "Fuck me before I scream!"

She reached out to grab him, but he backed away.

He looked dawn at her and grinned. Except for the fact that her dress was rolled up to her waist and her panties were off, she still had all her clothes on. Her wet cunt looked swollen and ready. When she saw the direction of his glance, she giggled again and opened her thighs even further.

"Come and get it!" she crooned. "Fuck that sweet prick into my box!"

He was turned on by the hot passion in her eyes. He thought about Gloria. He had seen that look in her eyes at times, but it always embarrassed him.

In a way it was strange. He accepted the lust in the eyes of this girl, but not in the eyes of his wife.

"Oh, Jesus, hurry!" Brenda groaned. "Your cock is dripping! I can see it. Get down here and fuck me!"

Pulling her legs up, she ran her hands down the insides of her thighs and framed her cunt with her fingers. Jim watched as she pulled her cunt-lips open and showed him the pink and red meat of her pussy.

"Bring it here, lover!" she purred.

When he deliberately hesitated, she leaned over to the edge of the bed and knelt in front of him. Her lips were just inches away from his cock-head. Her tongue slid out to swirl lightly over the head of his prick.

Closing his fist around his cock-shaft, he rubbed the knob of his cock against the side of her face. "Eat it!" he said. "Suck on it a little!"

She crooned with delight as she curled her fingers around his thick cock-shaft. When she attempted to pull his knob into her mouth, he laughed and stopped her by moving away.

"Take your clothes off," he said. "Strip everything off if you're going to suck me, I want you naked!"

She hurried to obey him. She quickly stripped all her clothes off and lay back on the bed. Her tits were fantastic. They were firm and full and her pink nipples were tight and hard with passion.

She was totally uninhibited. Moving one hand to her tits, she slipped the other hand between her thighs and began fingering her open gaping cunt.

"If you don't want to fuck me, I'll do it myself!" she teased.

He slowly pumped his cock as he watched her masturbate. She was a wild young thing. Someday she would settle down and get married. She would raise a house full of kids and get fat. Now she was horny and pretty, and the only thing she had on her mind was her craving for cock.

He grunted with approval as she pushed two fingers inside her cunt-hole and then pulled them out slick with her cunt juice. With a soft moan, she rubbed her cunt juice over her nipples and then returned her hand to her pussy.

"You're getting yourself all worked up," he teased. "I thought you wanted some cock!"

She moaned as she rapidly pumped her fingers in and out of her stretched cunt-hole.

"Oh, God, I'm so hot!" she cried.

He climbed onto the bed. Crouching over her, he straddled her chest and eased his weight down slowly so that his cock was nestled in the valley between her tits.

"I'm going to fuck your tits!" he said.

"Oh, yes, do it! Fuck them hard!"

He began gently however. He eased his cock-meat through the deep crease between her tits, feeling the soft flesh against his hairy balls. He pinched her nipples as he humped her tits, tugging and twirling the pink points until she moaned with pleasure.

Putting her hand on his ass, she pulled him into her, driving his cock harder between her tits. He held back. He wanted to tease her. He had an idea that teasing turned her on.

Her eyes were on the dripping red knob of his cock as it slipped in and out of the groove between her big firm melons.

"Oh, God, I like this," she groaned. "How does it feel?"

"It's almost as good as a cunt," he snickered. "You've got hot tits! Only a woman with hot tits can give a good tit fuck!"

"Don't come!" she wailed. "I want your cock in my cunt!"

He continued stroking his fuck-pole back and forth between the warm globes of her tits. He had never done anything like this to Gloria. He had thought about it, but he couldn't imagine that Gloria would ever go for it.

The cock juice dripping out of his piss-hole had now made the groove between Brenda's tits slippery. He squirmed his balls against her wet skin as he pumped his cock in and out of the velvety channel. It was good. A long time had passed since he'd fucked a pair of tits as pretty as these, and he had a yearning to drag it out as long as possible.

The yearning soon changed to a yearning to come. He knew she was hot to have his cock in her cunt, but he decided that what he really wanted was to shoot his load in her face. Fuck her! He thought. If she were afraid of getting a load of jism in her face, she would have stopped the tit fucking a long time ago.

He began speeding up his pumping, stroking his cock quickly in and out of the hot channel between her tits. She soon realized his intentions. Instead of pushing him away, she kept her eyes fixed on his sliding bloated cock-head and opened her mouth.

He looked down at her and shivered with lust. She hg her chin dawn as far as possible, her mouth open, and a look of hungry expectation on her face.

He soon felt the hot come begin to rise in his balls as they slapped down on her heaving tits. He groaned as he suddenly began spurting. The first gob of hot jism splashed on her forehead right above her eyes, and dripped down over her nose and cheeks.

The sight of his cream on her pretty face soon had him pumping in a frenzy to drain his balls. Each time he shot off, her tongue reached out to slurp up his thick come.

He sprayed her with his cock juice until his balls were drained. He watched her as she licked up the sticky juice with her pink tongue. The lovely sight kept his cock hard as a rock.

Easing his weight off her body, he ran his finger over her face and smeared his jism over her lips and mouth. She licked up his cream like a starved little kitten.

She reached under him to fondle his balls and cock. She still wanted his cock, but he denied it to her.

"Give it to me!" she moaned. "Stick it into my cunt!"

He laughed, getting up on his knees and looking down at her. Crouching over her, he rubbed his cock over her face.

"Suck it a little to keep it hot!" he said.

"I want it in my pussy!" she pleaded.

"Suck it! Take it in your mouth!"

She finally opened her mouth and sucked in his throbbing cock-meat. She began tonguing his cock-head, sucking with a skill born of long practice.

He could feel another load of jism beginning to build inside his balls. As she sucked his cock, he moved his hand behind and found her hard little clit with his fingers. She moaned arid squirmed to encourage him.

"Just keep sucking!" he said.

He rocked his hips gently back and forth in rhythm with her eager sucking. His cock made a slurping sound as it pistoned in and out of her wet mouth. Her lips were still slippery with his jism. Her hand tickled his hairy balls, urging him forward.

She was an expert at giving head. She kept her lips curled over her teeth to keep from nicking the sensitive skin of his cock. She was able to take his big cock all the way down into her throat without gagging. She obviously was an experienced cock-sucker.

"Keep at it!" he said. "You're doing fine!" He was pumping now, fucking her face with a steady rhythm, shoving his cock furiously in and out of the wet ring of her lips and gazing down at the junction of mouth and cock.

"Suck it, baby! Suck it all out!"

She was aware now that he was going to shoot his load into her mouth. She obviously wanted it. She nodded her head wildly up and down, urging him on.

"You like the taste of hot come, don't you?" he hissed.

She answered by pressing her lips more tightly around his cock. Her hand slid up from his balls and stroked his wet cock-shaft each time it came out of her clinging mouth. There was anticipation in her eyes. She was waiting for the fresh load of cock juice that he would send pouring down her throat.

"Soon!" he groaned.

He grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her head back and forth to make her speed up the rhythm of her sucking. She loved it! As her eyes clouded with a mixture of pain and pleasure, he pumped his bursting cock deep into her throat and started coming.

Spurt after spurt of cock juice jetted into her eager mouth. He kept his cock moving until he had drained his balls. She panted, gasping for breath, and when it seemed as though she might choke on his jism, he pulled his wet prick out of her dripping mouth and rolled over on the bed.

"You're a hot-cunted bitch!" he groaned. "Suck it hard again and I'll fuck your pussy!"

It didn't take long. She sucked his cock with her ass sticking in his face, and the sight of her lovely white ass-cheeks soon had his prick stiff again.

He made her kneel on the edge of the bed with her ass in the air. Standing behind her, he rammed his cock into her drenched cunt without any delay. She needed no further priming. Her pussy was aching for his cock.

Holding her ass-cheeks in his hands, he pushed his cock in all the way to the hilt with one thrust. She groaned with pleasure. A guttural wail came out of her throat.

"Fuck me! Give it to me hard!"

"Say pretty please!"

"Pretty please!"

"Okay," he chuckled.

He began ramming his cock in and out of her frothing cunt. She was soon grunting, making the same guttural sounds she'd made before, her nails clawing the sheet. He pumped her with smooth hard strokes until she began coming.

When he felt the spasms in her pussy, he let go and gave her his last load. He shuddered as he spurted into her cunt. He could feel the rattling in his balls. With a loud grunt, he rammed his cock into her pussy one last time and then slumped onto the bed and closed his eyes.

CHAPTER SIX

"Come one inside the office," the man said. His name was Luke Arnold. He was a big man with big hands and a big cigar in his mouth. He owned a place called the Cavalier Club. Gloria had seen the ad in the paper for a cashier, and she was anxious to get the job. She was fed up with Charlie and Mona Bates. It was too dangerous playing games like that with people who knew Jim. What she needed was a way to have some fun on her own. Jim said he wouldn't mind her working at night as long as it wasn't on weekends.

"You're too pretty to be a cashier," Arnold said.

Gloria blushed. "Thank you."

"I've got a better-paying job for you, if you want it."

"Oh?"

"I run a private little poker game on Monday and Thursday nights. I need a girl to take care of the booze and order sandwiches. I'll pay you a hundred bucks a night."

"Oh, wow!"

He laughed at the look of astonishment on her face. "You go topless," he said. "That's the catch."

Gloria paled. "I can't do that."

"Why not?"

"I have a husband."

"So what? The game is very private. These guys are big shots. Your husband doesn't have to know a thing. You'll make good money and the work is easy. There's no rough stuff. Nobody lays a hand on you. The last girl who had the job had a husband and two kids. I was damn sorry to lose her, but her husband got transferred or something. I don't like young kids in that job. There's too much going on. I need someone who knows the score."

He chewed on his big cigar and raked his eyes over her tits and legs.

She was tempted. Her pussy creamed at the idea of exhibiting herself like that to strangers. She'd wanted a job to have some fun, and this was certainly one way!

Arnold saw her hesitation and smiled. "You don't have to fuck anyone – not unless you want to."

"All right," she said, "I'll try it."

"Good!" he smiled. "Why don't you take your clothes off and let me have a look at that you've got."

She froze. Then she realized it made sense. He intended to pay her a hundred dollars a night to show her body, and he had a right to see what she looked like. It was business. It was no different than being a model.

She stripped off her clothes without any attempt to tease him, but by the time she finished undressing down to her panties, her pussy was wet and she was turned on by the lust in his eyes as he looked her over.

"Nice tits!" he said.

She trembled when he put his hands on her shoulders. She knew she ought to protest, but she remained motionless while he ran his fingers over her ass and hips and finally closed his big beefy hands over the melons of her tits.

He chuckled when she moaned. "You like to fuck, don't you?"

"Yes," she whispered.

Moving away from her, he quickly stripped his clothes off. He opened the convertible sofa to reveal a bed. His big red cock throbbed. He pulled her down onto the bed and went to work on her.

He leaned over her and began licking her swollen tits. He sucked and chewed on her hard nipples until they glistened with his saliva. Moving his head down over her belly, he nuzzled his face into her cunt-hair. She writhed at the sensations made by his mouth and nose in her crotch.

"Oh, yes!" she groaned. "I love to have my pussy licked! Eat me!"

She moved her legs apart. He slipped his head between her thighs, sniffing the aroma of her cunt, his tongue fluttering over her thick wet cunt-lips.

He probed the hot rim of her cunt-mouth. He licked around the opening and then pushed his tongue inside. She quivered as he briefly tongue-fucked her cunt-hole.

Then he pulled his tongue out and moved it up to her turgid clit. He massaged the swollen little button until cunt juice gushed out of her cunt-hole in a flood.

Her legs pulled back, her thighs opened, she marveled at the strangeness of it all. Just a short time ago she hadn't even known this man. Now his face was between her legs and he was sucking voraciously at her pussy!

He sucked like an expert. He knew how to use all of his face to massage the steaming hot swamp of her cunt. His nose vibrated against her clit while his thick tongue pistoned in and out of her cunt-hole.

He draped her legs over his shoulders and held her thighs in his big hands. Occasionally she craned her neck to look down at his head. She loved the feel of a man's head between her thighs. She loved the feel of a man's mouth sucking her oozing pussy. The feel of his tongue pumping in and out of her dripping cunt-hole was exquisite.

She squirmed her ass, bucking her hips, grinding her cunt in his face. They soon found a common rhythm. He sucked and rubbed and chewed to the same tempo as the movement of her thrusting hips.

"Roll over!" he grunted.

He made her kneel on the bed with her head down and her ass up in the air. She wiggled her hips. She thought he was going to fuck her, but he had something else in mind.

Crouching behind her, he began running his tongue over the smooth skin of her ass-cheeks. She groaned when she felt his wet tongue running into the crack of her ass.

His tongue fluttered over the sensitive stretch of skin between her asshole and pussy hole. The sensation was incredible. The crack of her ass was soon soaked with his saliva.

His tongue gradually worked its way closer and closer to the tight puckered ring of her asshole, and soon he zeroed in on it. He licked around the rim. He massaged the muscle. Then he stiffened his tongue and pushed it forward until it slithered inside her clenched shit-hole.

A wail came out of her throat as he began pistoning his tongue in and out of her quivering bunghole.

"Oh, Jesus!" she moaned.

Her hips gyrated and deep groans came out of her throat. He continued pumping his tongue in and out of her asshole, and then he suddenly pulled it out and rammed his finger into the hot grip of her shit-tube.

"Sweet little ass!" he hissed.

She thought he was about to fuck her in the ass, but instead he pushed her over on her back again and straddled her chest. The swollen head of his cock dangled directly over her face.

He grinned down at her. "Open up honey!"

She gobbled up as much of his cock as she could into her mouth. She swirled her tongue over his bloated cock-head. She tickled his piss-hole with the tip of her tongue, licking up the cock juice oozing out.

He began rocking back and forth, slowly pumping his cock in and out of her mouth as she continued sucking and slurping on his turgid fuck-meat.

"You're a juicy fuck!" he grunted. "I could tell the minute I laid eyes on you!"

She moaned in response. Shifting forward, he began driving his cock more deeply into her throat. She could feel the swelling and throbbing of his cock-shaft. She could feel the pulsating in his cock-head. Waves of lust rolled over her body as she sucked on his swollen prick.

He tangled his fingers in her hair. Reaching behind him, he squeezed and pulled at her jiggling tits. A wheeze came out of his throat as he looked down at her sucking lips.

"You're good!" he said. "You're very good!"

His cock plunged in and out of her face relentlessly. She wanted him to pump a load of jism down her throat, but she also wanted to be fucked. The ramming of his cock in and out of her mouth made her tremble with lust. Her clit demanded attention.

She clutched the meat of her pussy with her hand, probing her yawning cunt-hole with her fingers and strumming her stiff clit with her thumb. A flood of cunt juice oozed out of her pussy as his cock pounded in and out of her sucking lips.

Her crotch was soaked. She had juice covering her cunt and leaking down to the crack of her ass. There was a puddle of it on the sheet under her body. God, how I love this! She thought. She was getting as much out of it as he was!

Her heavy tits bounced like ripe grapefruit as he shot his fuck-pole in and out of her throat. She could feel herself moving closer and closer to the brink of an orgasm. She could feel the rippling of her cunt-walls. She mewled with delight when she felt the cock-head in her mouth swell.

He rammed harder and then suddenly his cock exploded. His jism blasted out in thick jets. She had no choice but to swallow it. Again and again she swallowed in order to avoid choking. A river of jism washed over her teeth and tongue and flowed down her throat. She drank him down in great gulps.

"Suck it! Suck it, baby!" he hissed. "Suck it all!"

She sucked and swallowed and slurped, draining his balls, milking his fat cock-head until there was nothing left. When he finally pulled his cock out of her mouth, she was astonished to see that he was still hard.

"You want some fucking?"

"Oh, God, yes!" she groaned.

He crawled between her open thighs. She closed her hand around the thick shaft of his cock and positioned his cock-head at the mouth of her brimming cunt-hole. She rubbed his knob against the juicy hot meat of her cunt-lips.

With a lurch forward he drove his throbbing cock into her juice-drenched fuck-channel. A moan of pleasure came out of her throat. She bucked her ass up as he slid further into her cunt-hole.

She squealed as her cunt-lips closed tightly around the hard thick shaft of his cock. His cock was big and thick and it felt marvelous. Her hands clutched at his ass as his fat cock-head reamed into her cunt-channel. Her pussy felt deliciously stretched.

She could feel his jism-bloated balls tickling her ass. In a moment she was completely penetrated by his long, thick fuck-pole. She loved the feeling of being impaled by a big thick slab of cock-meat. She loved the feeling of having her hot fuck-hole stretched around a throbbing cock-shaft. Her cunt felt stuffed!

He had worked her up to a fever pitch, and now she was ready for the hard fucking she knew he could give her.

With a grunt, Arnold began screwing his big cock around and around. Gloria squirmed from side to side, grinding her pussy against his cock-meat. She could hear the squishing of her cunt juice as he moved his prick in and out of her wet hole.

He fucked her with a steady rhythm, his muscular ass pumping up and down as he pistoned his cock back and forth in her hot dripping cunt. He plowed her sucking pussy. The delicious feeling of it drove her wild. She trembled and quaked with the force of each thrust. His hot cock-flesh rubbed against her tingling cunt-flesh. The slurping sound of cock sliding in and out of cunt filled the air.

His balls smacked lustily against her ass. Cunt juice gushed out of her to smear the cheeks of her ass and soak the sheet.

"Oh, sweet Jesus!" she groaned. "Oh, how lovely?"

She screwed her juice-filled cunt up and down on his cock. "Fuck me hard!" she groaned. "Give it to me!"

He screwed her with long hard strokes. The bed creaking, her body shaking, she pumped her ass furiously to fuck back at his plunging cock. Her long stiff nipples rubbed against his chest. Her ripe heavy tits jiggled. Their wet bellies slapped noisily together.

The wild tempo of their fucking soon brought her to the brink. She tossed her head wildly from side to side, urging him on.

"Fuck my cunt!" she hissed. "Ram it in!" Her legs waved crazily in the air as he continued pounding his cock with piston-like thrusts in and out of her juice-filled hole. Each savage thrust made her body quake. She wailed and groaned as his cock and balls pounded her crotch.

Now she could feel her climax approaching. She drew her knees back. She pulled her legs up and draped them over his shoulders.

"Fuck me harder!" she screamed.

Her thighs slid down and she pounded her heels into the crack of his ass, beating his ass with her feet. She was like a wild animal in heat. He battered her cunt without mercy and still she wanted more.

Her legs were up high. Her knees were now pulled back against her shoulders. The saddle of her crotch was open to him. She offered him the full length of her hairy juice-drenched cunt.

Again and again, he lurched forward to bury his cock in her hairy slippery hole. The pounding thrusts made her body shudder. Her grasping sucking cunt fucked up and down over the thick length of his hard cock-shaft.

"Oh, God, I'm coming!" she wailed.

Her lips pulled back in a grimace of lust as her face contorted with pleasure. The orgasm was overwhelming. Her cunt exploded. Her hips grated as she ground her pussy up and down on his pile-driving cock.

A moment later he grunted as his thick hot jism began gushing into her spasming fuck hole. They clung frantically to each other until they were drained. When Arnold finally rolled off her, he tickled her lightly and chuckled.

"I knew you were a juicy fuck!" he said.

CHAPTER SEVEN

Gloria's first night as a hostess at Luke Arnold's private poker game occurred a week later.

She trembled with apprehension when the day arrived. She had stage fright. She wondered how she'd ever have the nerve to go topless in front of strangers. It was crazy. She was certain that after five minutes of it she would lose her cool and have to quit the job.

But it turned out to be easier than she expected.

Luke Arnold was there, and that reassured her. At least with Luke there the men would keep their hands away from her tits.

The fact was that the first time she came out with her bare tits jigging, they hardly looked at her. They were there to play poker. They were used to having bare-titted girls in the room, and she quickly learned that they considered her tits less interesting than a good poker hand.

She was relieved, but deep down she was a little peeved. She had expected more attention.

Luke had made her wear a mini-skirt with a garter-belt and black stockings, and he told her she looked sexy as hell. She felt that way. The crotch of her black lace panties was soaked five minutes after she put them on.

It made no difference. At the end of the first hour of the poker game, she had resigned herself to being nothing more than a pair of hands bringing booze and food to the table. Even Luke ignored her. He was too busy playing the game.

At the end of the second hour, Luke left the game and came into the kitchen to find out how she was doing.

He hefted her naked tits in his hand and told her the men thought she was a real looker. She was pleased. At least they'd noticed!

She thought Luke would fuck her right there in the kitchen, but he did no more than stick his finger in her pussy. When she asked for more, he chuckled and told her that two of the men wanted to see her after the game broke up at midnight.

"I couldn't do that," she said.

"Why not?" he insisted. "Think it over."

She thought it over. She knew the men wanted to fuck her. Their names were Garrett and Malone. They were local politicians. They were men used to getting what they wanted and she shivered at the idea of getting fucked by two of them. Maybe they would fuck her at the same time. Imagining that brought a gush of hot cunt juice out of her pussy.

At the end of the third hour she whispered to Luke that she'd be willing to go with the two men when the poker game ended.

"Good little girl!" Luke snickered. He patted her ass and playfully pinched her nipples.

Garrett was a tall thin man with rimless eyeglasses. Malone had a red face and stocky body. They smiled when Gloria told them she had to be home by two in the morning. Her husband would fume if she got home later than that.

"Don't worry your pretty little head," Garrett said.

The way his hands fondled her ass, she was sure he had no interest in her head at all.

They took her to a motel. By the time they were inside the room, she was trembling with eagerness.

When Malone went out to get a bottle of bourbon, she moved into Garrett's arms. His hands fondling her ass-cheeks, Garrett grinned.

"You're a hot little piece!"

She could feel his cock growing stiff. She rubbed her tits back and forth across his chest. Her nipples were long and hard, and now they tingled from the friction. She pressed her belly against his hard-on and wondered briefly if he was married.

"I had my eye on you all night," he breathed, his fingers clutching the cheeks of her ass.

"I was sure you didn't notice me," Gloria teased. She began unbuttoning his shirt.

"You first," he snickered. "Let me have a look at those tits again!"

When she peeled off her blouse, he smiled at the way her dark nipples showed through the transparent material of her bra. This time there was no poker game. She had all his attention and she loved it!

Teasing him, she unhooked her bra slowly and let it fall away to expose her heaving boobs. He put his hands under her tits, hefting their weight and lifting them up.

Lowering his head, he took a hard nipple between his lips. He sucked her tit gluttonously. She moaned as his teeth scraped over the nipple. He held the globe of tit-flesh with both hands and stuffed it into his mouth.

He swabbed his tongue back and forth, exciting the turgid knob even further. Then he moved from one tit to the other and continued sucking until both nipples were red and swollen.

Malone entered the room with a bottle of bourbon in his hands and his eyes wide at the sight of Garrett working over Gloria's tits.

"I've got two!" she said playfully. "Why don't you come over and help?"

How lewd she was! She knew she was acting crazy, but the idea that she would soon be fucking both of them drove her wild.

A big grin on his face, Malone locked the door. When he turned around again, their eyes met. She licked her lips suggestively. He leered and began loosening his belt.

A moment later his pants dropped down around his ankles and she could see the bulge of his cock in his jockey shorts. She licked her lips again, her fingers running through Garrett's hair as he continued sucking on her tit.

Malone peeled his shorts down and exposed a thick dripping cock.

"Oh, I like that!" she hissed.

Garrett's greedy sucking was making her pussy quiver. He had one of his hands under her skirt and his fingers were climbing between her thighs to her crotch. Her legs trembled what his fingertips began stroking her wet pussy.

Now be peeled he panties dawn and she stepped out of them. She could feel the heat in her cunt. It felt almost as though steam were escaping from her cunt when she opened her legs!

Malone was holding his thick red cock-shaft in his hand and slowly jerking it up and down. She watched him with fascinated eyes. He stroked his cock with a slow deliberate motion, his eyes fixed on her stiff-nippled, swaying tits.

"You want to suck my cock?" Malone asked.

"Yes!" she hissed.

Garrett rose up and the two men finished stripping off their clothes. Then Garrett came to stand behind her. He reached around and held her tits in his hands. He pressed his hard cock against the checks of her ass. Then he worked at the zipper of her skirt and let it drop down so that she could step out of it.

The three of them were naked now. "Come on, baby!" Malone said, waving his cock at her. "It's waiting for you! My prick wants to fill that pretty little mouth of yours! Come and get it!"

He stood where he was, taunting her to come after his cock. She gazed with lust at his muscular body and his thick throbbing prick.

Her tits heaving, she moved to him and leaned down, bending at the waist, bringing her lips to the head of his bloated cock.

She teased him by blowing her hot breath over his spongy cock-head. She could see a clear drop of cock-juice brimming in the slit of his piss-hole. Extending her tongue, she touched her tongue-tip to the drop of juice and slurped it up into her mouth.

Then she smacked her lips, opened them again, and engulfed all of his swollen cock-head into her mouth. At first she just held his cock there, not moving her lips or her tongue. Then she began swabbing her tongue over the tight skin of his cock-head. She reveled in the slightly salty taste of his cock-meat. Thick juice oozed out of her cunt as she sucked on his prick.

Garrett was standing behind her naked, bent-over body. He crouched down on his knees and began kissing the checks of her ass. She squirmed with pleasure, wriggling her ass against his face.

She knew that bending forward as she was, her cunt and ass were completely exposed to him. She could feel him sniffing at her. The lewdness of it made her tremble. The tremble became a shudder when she felt his wet tongue spearing her tight asshole.

Malone's cock muffled the mewling sound which came out of her throat. Garrett's tongue was driving her crazy! She opened her asshole to give him entry, and a moment later his tongue slithered inside like a hot eel. She moaned at the way it wriggled inside her shit hole.

She had her asshole filled with a tongue and her mouth filled with a cock. The pleasure of it was exquisite. She continued sucking Malone's cock as Garrett's tongue explored her ass. He soon had his tongue pistoning in and out of her shit-hole, reaming out the puckered ring.

She threw her ass back at his face to encourage him. She rocked back and forth, forcing his tongue to move in and out of her asshole like a pile-driving cock.

At the same time she bobbed her mouth up and down on Malone's hard prick.

Reaching out now for Malone's balls, she rolled his nuts around in her hand and then snaked a finger behind his ball-bag to his asshole. He grunted as she tickled the rim of his brownie.

Garrett continued lapping eagerly at her bung. Then he nuzzled her wet asshole with his nose and lowered his head to get his tongue inside her pussy.

She mewled and quivered as he began driving his tongue in and out of her cunt. It wasn't long before she shuddered and came.

"Oooohhh, yeah!" she wailed.

Wave after wave of spasms shot through her. She quivered and trembled, pumping her ass back at Garrett's face.

He continued licking the outside of her cunt, slurping up her cunt juice, until she started coming again.

"Uunnngghhh! Oh, God!" she wailed. "Sweet Mother of God!"

Malone's cock dropped out of her mouth. She straightened up. "My back hurts," she groaned.

She lay down on the bed with her legs spread. Malone crouched at the lower end of her body and gazed at her wide-open gaping cunt, hair matted with cunt juice.

Garrett climbed onto the bed behind her with his crotch hanging over her face. She opened her mouth, inviting his cock. He dropped his hips and a moment later she had his fat cock-head inside her pulsating lips.

As she sucked on his bloated prick, she felt Malone pulling her cunt-lips completely open. She pulled up her knees to better expose her crotch to him. He moved in between her thighs, and a moment later she felt his thick cock push forward into her cunt-channel.

Now she had two cocks inside her. Malone buried his cock to the hilt in her cunt, and Garrett buried his cock to the hilt in her mouth.

She had Garrett's balls resting on her nose and Malone's balls resting on her ass.

Her clit quivered and throbbed as Malone's thick cock-shaft scraped against it. She arched her back, asking for more.

Garrett pumped his hips, fucking her mouth with his cock as though her mouth were a cunt. Both men played with her tits.

She thrashed around hungrily. The feeling of being stuffed with cock fore and aft was incredible. She writhed and squirmed on the bed. How lovely it was to have her cunt filled at the same time as her mouth was filled with lovely male meat!

She knew the friction of Malone's cock against her clit would soon bring her off. They were moving to the same rhythm now, pumping her cunt and mouth in unison.

"Christ what a slut!" Malone hissed.

His words thrilled her. Yes, she was a slut! Damn her husband! She had two cocks in her now, and she loved them both!

Garrett's fat cock-head rammed mercilessly into her throat each time he lurched forward. She rolled her hips to get more of Malone's prick in her cunt.

Slurping noises came out of her cunt and mouth as she sucked hungrily at the two cocks at the two ends of her body.

"Oh, Jesus!" Malone grunted. "Baby, here comes a hot load for you! Oh, fuck!"

Gloria felt spurt after spurt of Malone's thick jism shooting into her cunt. She loved the slippery feel of it. Her pussy flooded with his white cream and the excess dripped out, running down her thighs and soaking the puckered rim of her asshole.

She trembled as she started coming again. Her tits heaved. She clamped her mouth down on Garrett's cock as her body convulsed, and then he started coming. The first blast of his jism shot directly down her throat. She caught the second on the side of her face.

He quickly aimed at her mouth and soon filled it with his thick hot cream. She swallowed and licked and swallowed again.

The two cocks finally slipped out of her body. Her cunt and mouth were slippery with cunt-juice and jism. Licking her lips, she rolled over and closed her eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, Garrett and Malone had gone. She groaned. She wondered what time it was, then decided she didn't care. It would do Jim good to worry about her.

She'd spent the evening fucking and sucking two men as a result of his neglect. I can't go on like this, she thought.

She knew that if she continued working for Luke Arnold, she would soon be fucking every man in the poker game and only God knew who else.

She had to stop it. As much as she wanted the sex, this was no way to get it. She was destroying herself. There had to be another way. And she was determined to find it.

CHAPTER EIGHT

Gloria withdrew from the world. She wanted nothing more to do with either Charlie Bates or Luke Arnold. She stayed in the house as much as possible. She watched television day and night.

Jim realized there was something wrong, but when he asked her about it she told him she was just down in the dumps and that it would pass.

What she really needed was a chance to talk to someone. Her next-door neighbor was a woman named Margie Nelson. Margie was about ten years older than Gloria. Margie was mild-mannered and kind. She was active in one of the local church groups. Gloria had always thought Margie was a sympathetic soul. She decided that if she had to talk to someone, she would talk to Margie. Margie would understand.

And so one day Gloria got up in the morning resolved that this would be the day she would pour her heart out to Margie Nelson.

She put it off as long as possible. She powdered and primped and waited an hour trying to decide what to wear. She finally realized she was just delaying things, and she threw on a pair of slacks and a jersey top and crossed the yard to the back door of Margie's house.

There was a milk truck parked in the Nelson driveway. Gloria knew that Margie's husband was out of town at some religious convention. She tried to remember if anyone in Margie's family was a milkman. It can't be! Gloria thought.

Then she heard a moan coming from one of the back windows, and her heart pounded as she realized what was going on.

She hesitated, torn between the urge to see and the knowledge that it would be wrong. The urge won out.

She moved as quietly as possible to the kitchen window. There was enough space between the curtains so that she was able to peer into the room.

Margie was on her back on the kitchen table. A man was facing her, holding her legs in his arms, and slowly but thoroughly fucking her.

Gloria restrained a gasp. She had never imagined Margie capable of anything like this. The man certainly wasn't Margie's husband. Even if he were, Margie just wasn't the sort of woman that anyone would expect to find fucking on a kitchen table!

Mesmerized, Gloria stared at the milkman's pumping ass. How thrilling it was to watch them! Gloria's legs trembled as she realized how turned on she was. The heady excitement of watching people fuck drove her wild.

The couple in the kitchen shifted their positions a bit, and now for the first time Gloria was able to get a good look at the junction of cock and cunt.

She held back a giggle when she saw that Margie's pussy was shaved. Margie was certainly full of surprises! It was difficult to believe that the moaning squirming woman being fucked on the kitchen table was actually Margie Nelson.

Gloria mused over how difficult it was to know what people were really like. She had always thought Margie was a prude. She'd never once heard Margie mention anything about sex. Now here was Margie having her bald little pussy worked over by the milkman!

Gloria could see the milkman's swinging balls slapping against Margie's ass.

"Oh, Jesus, give it to me!" Margie groaned. The milkman began pumping more vigorously, pumping his cock in and out of Margie's hairless cunt.

Gloria remained transfixed, her eyes wide, her heart pounding with excitement. The milkman ran one hand over Margie's belly, fingering her tits and then her ass.

When his fingers moved underneath into the crack of Margie's ass, Margie moaned. The moan turned into a grunt when he suddenly drilled a finger into her tight asshole.

"Oh, yes!" Margie hissed. "Diddle my ass!"

"You like that, huh?" the milkman rasped.

"I love it!"

He finger-fucked her ass to the same tempo as the pistoning of his cock in her pussy. Margie's ass-cheeks glistened with her cunt juice.

Holding her breath, Gloria watched the pumping of the milkman's cock in and out of Margie's juice-drenched pussy.

"Coming soon?" he grunted.

"Yes!" Margie wailed. "Shoot it into me! Give it to me! Fuck me hard!"

Holding her legs in his arms, he began ramming his prick in and out of her cunt-channel in frenzy. The table shook under his thrusting.

Margie's big titties vibrated like jello. She wailed and moaned and quaked at the jackhammer thrusts of his fuck-pole.

"Oh, shit!" he cried out. "Uunnnggghhh!"

Her pussy quivering, Gloria imagined the spurts of his come jetting into Margie's hot pussy. She watched the flexing of his ass cheeks as he drained his balls.

Margie groaned and heaved up her body as she received his hot load. When he finally pulled out, Gloria was shocked to see him suddenly crouch down and plaster his mouth against Margie's jism-filled cunt.

"Oh, God, yes!" Margie groaned. "Suck me out! Eat me!"

With a grunt, the milkman began slurping up the cream he had so recently deposited in Margie's feverish cunt. He slurped and sucked until Margie spasmed in another come.

Resting on her elbows, her neck craned up so that she could look down at him, Margie began pumping her crotch at the milkman's face as he continued sucking, their combined juices and jism oozing out of her cunt-hole.

When it was finally over, Gloria was breathless. She leaned against the house a moment to recover her senses. Then she care fully stole away.

By the time she entered her own house, she was trembling with excitement and need. Her cunt was on fire.

She went directly to the bedroom and stripped off her clothes. Stretching out on the bed, she pushed three fingers inside her cunt hole and began a furious masturbation.

Her knees pulled back, her teeth clenched, she finger-fucked her pussy with a rapid rhythm. It was no good. She had a small orgasm, but it wasn't enough. She needed more. She needed a cock.

With a frustrated shudder, she pulled her hand out of her cunt and left the bed.

She decided to dress and go out. Somewhere in town there must be a place where she could pick up a man who would fuck her with no questions asked. She needed fucking so bad she would die if she didn't have it soon!

"My name's Floyd," he said.

She found him in a hotel bar. He was young, maybe twenty-two or twenty-three. He had a deep tan, muscular arms, and a lazy knowing look. Ha told her she could rent him out for fifty bucks.

"You're kidding!" she said.

He shook his head and smiled. "No, I'm not."

"You mean you want me to pay you to go to bed with me?"

The more she thought about it, the more she liked the idea. This was certainly one way to have a man without any strings attached.

She had the money in her purse. She was tempted. "Are you any good?" she asked.

"I've never had any complaints!" he said. She lacked the nerve to take him home. Instead, she drove him to a motel. Halfway there, she reached over and put a hand on his cock. She squeezed and probed the bulge of his crotch. I'm paying for it, she thought. "I can't believe I'm really doing this!" she said.

He snickered, "You want my cock out?"

"Oh, Jesus!" she breathed.

Her eyes shifted back and forth between the road and his crotch. He soon had his cock out. His fuck-pole swayed with the movements of the car.

He spread his fly open so that she could see his balls. His ball-bag was dark colored and covered with a thick patch of hair. The skin of his sac was wrinkled and ridged. His balls looked rock-hard.

She gaped at his cock. His cock-head looked as smooth as velvet, the skin tight and glistening. The knob was bloated. A bead of clear fluid brimmed in his piss-hole.

"Oh, God, put it away before someone sees us!" she hissed.

He chuckled. He seemed totally unconcerned about the passing cars. She wondered if anyone could see anything.

She gasped when he put his hand on her thigh and then moved his fingers up to press the bulge of her cunt.

"Stop it, please!" she moaned. "I can't drive like this!"

With a deep laugh he removed his hand from her crotch and stuffed his cock back into his pants.

"You're right," he said. "It's better to wait. I just wanted to give you a preview."

She could feel the wetness on the insides of her thighs as they drove up to the motel.

After registering, at the desk, she hurriedly drove the car around to the room.

Once inside, she locked the door and faced him. He grinned at her. He moved forward, closing his arms around her, pulling her against him.

His mouth came down on hers and his tongue probed between her lips. She accepted the kiss. His hands moved over her back, kneading her flesh. Then one hand came, around to her tit and cupped it gently, squeezing it.

She groaned, and arched her body forward, pressing her belly against his hard cock. She could feel the bulge of his cock through the material of his pants.

They wriggled against each other, the outline of his prick sliding back and forth across her belly.

Fondling her clit with one hand, he moved the other hand down to her ass. His fingers gathered up her skirt, bunching it until her ass was exposed.

Slipping her panties down, he grabbed a full ass-cheek in his hand and squeezed it. "What would you like?"

She looked at him and quivered. "Suck my pussy!" she hissed.

He smiled. He began to undress her slowly.

He stripped her clothes off piece by piece, and each time a new part of her body was exposed he covered it with wet kisses.

Then he made her stretch out on the bed on her back with her legs pulled up. Kneeling down, he began kissing the insides of her thighs, gradually working his way towards her steaming crotch.

She groaned and trembled as his mouth approached her cunt. Her hot pussy had turned into a swamp of cunt juice.

"Suck it!" she crooned. "Lick my pussy!"

He nuzzled in. He swabbed the flat of his tongue up and down, pushing open her thick cunt-lips, tickling the rim of her cunt-hole, and fluttering over her stiff little clit.

She spread her legs as wide as possible, shivering with delight. Whimpering sobs of pleasure came out of her throat. Her back arched up each time his tongue found her clit.

Her legs trembled and she humped her ass up at him to meet his sucking mouth. A wail of pleasure came out of her throat when his finger touched her asshole.

He looked up at her and grinned. "You like it in the ass?"

"Fuck my pussy!" she moaned. "But do it from behind!"

She watched him strip his clothes off. She knelt on the edge of the bat with her head down and her ass in the air. Reaching back with her hands, she pulled open her ass-cheeks in invitation.

"You've got a gorgeous ass!" he said, "How come your husband doesn't take care of you?"

She groaned. "How do you know I'm married?"

"You're wearing a ring," he laughed.

Now she felt his bloated cock-head probing between her wet cunt-lips. She squirmed and wriggled her ass back, trying to capture him. He teased her awhile by rubbing his cock-head over the mouth of her cunt-hole.

Then he finally shoved forward to drill the length of his throbbing cock inside her hot clutching fuck-channel.

He was an expert. If there was anything he didn't know about fucking, she couldn't imagine what it was. Within moments he had her in a delirium, moaning and quaking with pleasure.

His fingertip tickled her ass again, and this time he pushed his finger inside to ream out her shit-tube.

"Oh, God, I'm coming soon! Oh, sweet Jesus, don't stop! Please, don't stop!"

He kept his cock stroking in and out, long smooth strokes that rattled her bones.

"Oh! Oh! Oh! Uunnaggghhh! Oh, God! I'm coming!"

It seemed endless. She came again and again. "Keep fucking me!" she sobbed. "Don't stop fucking me!"

How wet she was! A flood of cunt juice had gushed out of her pussy to wash over her thighs and soak the bed. His balls slapped loudly against her wet ass with each stroke of his plunging fuck-meat.

She mewled and crooned in wanton abandon. It was perfect! It was the perfect fuck! She knew nothing about him except his name, yet there he was behind her drilling big fat cock in and out of her fuck-hole like a well-oiled fucking machine.

He kept fucking her and fucking her. She imagined his cock getting bigger and bigger, stretching the mouth of her cunt-hole more and more as he pumped.

He wiggled her ass, encouraging him. "Fuck me! Fuck me, you sonofabitch! Give it to me!"

He began speeding up his strokes now, and she realized he was about to come. She wanted it. She wanted his hot cream squirting into the channel of her cunt.

His hands clutching her hips, he fucked in and out forcefully.

"Christ, what a beautiful fuck!" he hissed. "You've got a gorgeous big ass!"

He suddenly began spurting his jism, grunting in rhythm with his spurts. She thrust her ass back at him, fucking back at his cock, sucking up his cream with her hungry cunt.

How marvelous it was! She had a cunt full of erupting cock. It was lovely!

When he finally pulled his dripping prick out of her cunt-hole, she was totally exhausted. She rolled over and quivered, her thighs closing to squeeze her completely satisfied cunt.

CHAPTER NINE

Gloria visited Margie Nelson the next day. This time the milkman was nowhere in sight.

Gloria found it difficult to talk about her troubles with Jim, but Margie was clever enough to finally drag the whole story out of her.

"People don't like to talk about these things," Margie said with a smile.

Gloria nodded. "Yes, I guess so."

"I have a confession of my own, dear."

"You do?"

"I know you saw me and the milkman yesterday."

Gloria blushed. "Oh, God!"

Margie patted Gloria's arm and chuckled. "Don't be upset, dear. I don't mind. His name is Frank and my husband knows all about it. It's one of our little secrets. Did you see everything?"

"Yes," Gloria whispered. She was dumbfounded. Margie was turning out to be something quite unexpected!

"Frank is a very competent fucker, isn't he?" Margie smiled. There was a faint flush on her milk-white cheeks, as if she were remembering her last session with the milkman. Then she said, "You can share him, if you like."

Gloria stared at her. "Share him?"

"Yes, dear. Let's have some lunch and I'll tell you what I have in mind."

What Margie had in mind was a threesome, and then maybe something more than that when Margie's husband returned home from his convention.

"It's better to do these things with people you know," Margie said.

Gloria agreed. Picking up strange studs was dangerous. Charlie Bates was a pain in the neck and Luke Arnold was selfish.

She was also excited by the idea of fucking together with sweet Margie Nelson. She remembered Mona Bates. It could be fun! Gloria had a momentary fantasy of sucking on Margie's hairless cunt but quickly dismissed it.

Frank, the milkman, turned out to be an easygoing guy with an endless supply of funny stories.

Gloria found herself jealous of Margie's contentment. The woman seemed so at ease with herself!

They were now sitting in Margie's living-room and Gloria's pulse raced as she watched Margie taking Frank's hard cock out of his pants. First she pumped her hand up and down on his long thick prick. Then she leaned over to place her mouth directly above his crotch.

Grasping his cock-shaft in one hand, she placed her mouth over his fat red knob and with a quick motion slid her mouth up and down on his cock-shaft two or three times.

Gloria thought it was much more exciting than watching Charlie and Mona Bates. She'd always thought Margie Nelson was so sweet and innocent. Margie had always reminded Gloria of a nun and now here was Margie leaning over to suck the cock of the milkman!

Abruptly pulling her mouth away, Margie said, "Let's get all our clothes off!"

Gloria watched the others as she stripped. She felt strange removing her clothes in front of Margie and Frank, but at the same time it was terribly exciting.

Her eyes feasted on Frank's big cock and bloated balls. He was hairy. She'd always found hairiness sexy. She quivered with lust.

Margie's heavy tits were luscious. Her wide pink nipples reminded Gloria of ripe strawberries. The most interesting thing of all, of course, was Margie's hairless cunt!

Margie also had a nicely shaped ass. Gloria hadn't seen too much of her ass the last time, because Margie had been stretched out on the kitchen table. No doubt about it, her sweet neighbor was in great shape!

"I know you've seen this before," Margie chuckled, her hand rubbing her hairless cunt mound. "Were you surprised?"

Gloria nodded. "It's cute!"

"Frank loves it," Margie said. "Don't you, Frank?"

Chuckling, Frank extended his tongue and swiped it over his lips.

God, my pussy is so wet! Gloria thought.

They all sat down again, and in a moment Margie's mouth was once more moving up and down on Frank's cock. Saliva drooled out of her mouth and down over his cock-shaft and balls.

"She's a great cock sucker!" Frank hissed.

Margie mewled and tickled his balls. Gloria watched with amazement as Margie's head bobbed deep into his crotch to take Frank's cock far down into her throat.

She was conscious of Frank's eyes on her cunt. Blushing, Gloria opened her legs to show him her pussy.

"That's the way!" he said.

Sliding both hands down over her belly, she fingered her cunt lips open.

"Oh, Christ, what a cunt!" Frank laughed. Gloria loved the attention. Margie was on her knees now, her head down over Frank's crotch as she continued sucking him.

Unable to resist the impulse, Gloria got down behind Margie and ran her hands over Margie's plump ass-cheeks. She fondled her neighbor's hanging tits and then slipped her fingers between the older woman's thighs to finger her bald cunt-lips.

Then she trailed her fingers up the crack of Margie's ass and tickled Margie's asshole. Margie wiggled her hips to show Gloria she liked what she was doing. How strange it was to touch another woman!

Once more she probed Margie's cunt. This time she pushed her fingers inside. Margie's cunt-meat was hot and wet. Using two fingers, Gloria began finger-fucking Margie as Margie continued sucking Frank.

Margie finally pulled her mouth off Frank's cock. "I need fucking!" she said huskily. Scrambling to change her position, Margie straddled Frank. She fisted his cock-shaft, pulling it up and down, and then she positioned his cock-head at the mouth of her cunt-hole. She groaned as she eased dawn to impale herself on his rampant fuck-tube.

"Oh, sweet Jesus, that's heavenly!" she moaned.

Gloria moved behind Margie, putting her arms around her, lifting Margie's tits in her hands. She marveled at Margie's lust. The older woman was so different than the woman she'd thought she knew!

She wondered about Arthur Nelson. She wondered what it would be like to fuck him.

Pinching Margie's nipples, she pressed her cunt bush against Margie's back.

Margie giggled. "I can never came this way, but I love it!" Soon she slipped off Frank's cock. "Take me from behind!" she hissed.

Frank's cock was red and dripping. He got up, one hand holding his balls. Margie kneeled on a big hassock, leaning forward to rest her head on her arms. Her ass was up in the air, big and inviting.

Frank moved behind Margie now. Putting his hands on her ass, he squeezed her flesh, his cock swaying back and forth, his cock-head dripping juice. Leaning forward, he fingered Margie's tits, teasing the large pink spikes.

Then he fisted his cock and swabbed it up and down between her cunt and her ass. His fat fuck-pole probed between Margie's cunt-lips. At last he found her fuck-hole. He pushed forward with a grunt and plunged his cock into the hilt with one slippery stroke.

Gloria moved behind him. Running one hand over his ass, she grabbed his balls with her other hand. She gently squeezed his nuts, pulling on his ball-bag as he began pumping his fuck-meat in and out of Margie's cunt.

Gloria's thumb found Frank's asshole and she massaged the ring of his grommet, finally pushing it inside his shitter.

"Oh, fuck!" he groaned.

Impaled on his cock, Margie squirmed her ass. "Oh, Jesus, fuck me hard!"

Frank grunted as he pumped his cock in and out of her juicy fuck-channel.

Gloria fingered her cunt with her free hand. Wild with need, she pushed two fingers inside her cunt-hole and rapidly pumped them in and out.

"Oh, God, what a cock!" Margie groaned. "Keep fucking me! Don't stop!"

Frank gasped. Gloria felt his balls jump in her hand. He suddenly cried out and began driving his cock with piston-like strokes in and out of Margie's hungry pussy.

"Oh, fuck, I'm coming!" he rasped.

His balls jerked and swayed as he began shooting his load. Gloria loved the feel of his nuts. She shivered, her hand clutching his ball-bag, as he filled Margie's cunt with his hot cock-cream.

When he finally pulled his cock out of Margie's cunt, she turned over on the hassock with her legs spread wide. Gloria could see Frank's jism oozing out of her neighbor's pussy.

With a soft moan, Gloria knelt down between Margie's legs and plastered her mouth against Margie's wet cunt. She sucked and licked, lapping up Frank's thick cream, sucking Margie's petal-like cunt-lips until Margie moaned with delight.

At last she pulled her mouth away from Margie's juice-drenched cunt and finger fucked herself furiously until she came with a deep guttural wail.

Afterwards Gloria sucked Frank's cock to get him hard again. Her lip formed in a tight ring, she bobbed her head up and down, sucking at his prick. It wasn't long before his cock began to thicken. She could feel his cock-meat throbbing in her mouth.

Margie helped by holding his balls while Gloria slurped steadily on his hardening cock. Soon his fuck-pole was back in working order again. Then she eased back, sucking only his cock-head. Saliva ran down from her lips and over Margie's hand. Frank had the women sit on either side of him. He played with their tits while they worked on his cock and bills. His fingers wandered down to Gloria's pussy. She opened her legs and he was soon probing between her cunt-lips, shoving two fingers into her cunt-hole, pumping them in and out.

Margie slipped off the sofa. Gloria gasped when she felt Margie's head burrowing between her thighs. She pulled one leg up, exposing her crotch, and soon Margie had her mouth attached to Gloria's wet cunt.

Margie sucked gluttonously at Gloria's brimming cunt-hole and then moved up to massage Gloria's clit with her tongue. The trio finally broke apart.

"I want to watch him fuck you again," Gloria said.

Margie laughed. "I should think you'd want some of it yourself, dear."

"Not yet. Let me watch you again."

This time Margie lay down on the rug with her legs pulled up. Gloria sat back and fingered her cunt slowly as she watched Frank mount Margie. He draped Margie's legs over his shoulders. He pushed forward and rammed his cock deep into her cunt.

Kneeling down beside the couple on the floor, Gloria bent forward to get a close look. She was excited at the sight of his cock slapping in and out of her friend's dripping pussy!

She ran her hands over Margie's ass and finally moved her fingers into the junction of cock and cunt. Margie's cunt juice streamed over Gloria's fingers. Gloria rubbed Frank's pistoning cock-shaft as it plunged in and out of her neighbors cunt-hole.

Pulling her hand away, Gloria lowered her head and managed to get her mouth fastened half on Margie's cunt and half on Frank's ramming prick. She sucked and licked the hot fuck-meat. The lewdness of what she was doing made her tremble. How thrilling it was to have Frank's cock sliding back and forth past her lips as he fucked Margie.

When she finally removed her mouth from the wet slippery junction, she moved up and dropped one of her tits onto Margie's face.

"Oh, yes!" Margie hissed. Opening her mouth, she began sucking hard on Gloria's fat nipple. Then she pulled her mouth away and looked at Gloria.

"Let me have your cunt!" Margie hissed. "Sit on my face!"

Gloria groaned as she moved to do Margie's bidding. She positioned herself over Margie's face, squatting over her head, and gradually eased down until she had her cunt plastered on Margie's waiting mouth.

"Suck me!" Gloria hissed. "Suck me out! Suck my pussy!"

She sat down on Margie's face. She began rocking gently up and down, then with more force, grinding her cunt into the woman's upturned face. It was wonderful! She massaged her crotch, rubbed her cunt-hole against Margie's chin, frictioned her quivering clit against Margie's nose.

Oh, God, I love this! She thought. How delicious it was to have her cunt mashed down on someone's face!

Margie's hands were clutching Gloria's ass-cheeks, and now Margie pulled Gloria forward until Gloria's ass was over Margie's mouth. Gloria gasped as she felt Margie's tongue tickling her asshole.

A moment later Margie's tongue slithered inside Gloria's asshole and began fucking in and out. The feel of Margie's wet tongue fucking her little brownie drove Gloria wild.

"Mmmmmm! Oh, Jesus, that's good!" she crooned. "Oh, God, yes! Oh, God, she's got her tongue up my ass!"

Frank laughed and suddenly pulled his cock out of Margie's cunt. "Come on, Gloria," he growled. "Let me have some of that hot pussy!"

Trembling. Gloria fell forward on her hands and knees. Margie quickly got out of the way.

Frank scrambled behind Gloria, his hands holding her ass, his cock-head bouncing into the crack between her ass-cheeks. A moment later Gloria groaned as his bloated knob stretched the mouth of her cunt-hole and drilled forward to ream out her fuck-channel.

Squirming on the rug, Margie slipped underneath Gloria until her face was under Gloria's hanging tits. Gloria shivered and lowered herself to drop a nipple in Margie's open mouth.

Now Frank was fucking her without mercy, pile-driving his cock in and out of her drenched cunt. Each thrust made her quiver and moan. Her tits wobbled against Margie's face.

Then with a grunt Frank pulled his cock out of Gloria's cunt-hole and he pressed his cock-head against her tight asshole. She held her breath, determined to relax, her body quivering and her mind reeling as the milkman pushed forward to ram his cock up her ass!

"Oh, shit, what a hot ass!" he groaned.

He rammed his cock home to the hilt up Gloria's shit-tube. Margie squirmed again under Gloria's body, this time positioning her face under Gloria's crotch.

"Uunnggghhh!" Gloria cried, when she felt Margie's mouth on her cunt. She had a man's fat cock up her ass and a woman's soft mouth on her pussy! Throwing her head back, she cried out her lust and convulsed in a shuddering orgasm.

CHAPTER TEN

As the weeks passed, Jim noticed a change in Gloria, but he had no idea what it was all about. She seemed to be spending a great deal of time with Margie Nelson. Jim couldn't understand that. Gloria had always claimed that Margie was sweet but dull. It was difficult to believe that they'd suddenly become friends.

Jim shrugged it off. If Gloria wanted to be friends with Margie, that was her business.

Arthur Nelson, Margie's husband, always talked a great deal about the Bible, and considering all the time Gloria was spending at the Nelson house, Jim wondered if one day Gloria would announce a new interest in religion!

One afternoon when Gloria was in town, Jim was surprised to receive a call from Margie inviting him over to taste a new apple pie she had just made.

When he arrived at the house, he learned that Arthur was away at a church meeting. He and Margie had never been alone like this. She was wearing a skimpy halter and tight shorts, and he couldn't help but notice her big tits and curvy ass. He wondered what she was like in bed. Was she as dull as she seemed?

It wasn't long before he realized that she had more in mind than apple pie. She was being deliberately seductive. He was shocked at first but he was also flattered.

His eyes continued raking over her body, and it wasn't long before his cock grew hard inside his pants. Sweet and prudish Margie Nelson suddenly seemed as sexy as hell!

He imagined himself getting her into bed and fucking her blind. He imagined her fingers under his balls tickling his asshole. He imagined the shaft of his cock sliding between her lush tits. He imagined her tongue licking his cock-head.

Would she suck him off? He thought of his cock sliding in and out of her warm mouth and then pulling away from her lips dripping with her saliva and ready for a good hard fucking.

Margie seemed to recognize the lust in his eyes, and it wasn't long before she was smiling and pressing herself against him.

"I think you're interested in more than my apple pie," she said.

He knew she could feel his hard-on pressing against her belly. He grunted and pushed closer to her, rubbing his cock against her belly.

"Oh, that feels lovely!" she crooned. Then she looked up at him. "Don't get any wrong ideas about this," she said. "I love my husband, but sometimes it's nice to play with someone else. Are you interested?"

"You can't tell about people," Jim said.

"No you can't!" she laughed. "Gloria says you're a little shy about sex. Is it true?"

His face reddened. How strange it was that this woman who had always seemed too prudish was questioning him like this.

"Try me," he said gruffly.

Laughing softly, she took him by the hand and led him to the couch. They sat down and she leaned over him. She kissed him, mashing her lips against his, plunging her tongue into his mouth.

His cock throbbed as he began moving his hands over her body. His fingers slipped inside her halter-top and cupped the mound of one tit. He fondled the heavy globe, pinching the berry-like nipple.

"Let's go into the bedroom!" she whispered.

In a daze, he followed her into the bedroom, his eyes fixed on the full mounds of her ass. His cock was as hard as a rock.

Inside the bedroom she turned and came into his arms. Once more their lips fused in a hot kiss. Once more she thrust her hot tongue deep inside his mouth.

He groaned and pressed his body closer to hers. She seemed wild with passion. Her earthy response turned him on. They fell onto the bed, their arms and legs entangled.

"Let's get undressed!" she hissed in his ear. "I'll do you first!"

He stretched out and watched her. She rose up on her knees, leaning over him. His eyes feasted on the swell of her tits. He held back, resisting the urge to suck a pink nipple into his mouth.

She unbuttoned his shirt, peeling it off his shoulders and pulling it away. Bending forward, she licked his chest lightly, nibbling at his nipples with her teeth. He groaned.

"Christ, you're a hot bitch!" he said.

Smiling, she worked on the buckle of his belt. Her fingers moved swiftly and expertly and soon she had his pants and shorts pulled down to his ankles. She slipped them off his feet and pushed them away.

Leaning over him, she cupped his cock in her hand. "My, what a lovely prick!" she said.

The glitter in her eyes drove him crazy. Now she stripped off her halter-top and shorts. Her tits tumbled free. They were like ripe juicy melons, large and heavy.

He gazed at her smooth thighs and then down at her crotch. His eyes widened when he saw her hairless pussy. She giggled and opened her legs to him. He could see the glistening of her juices in her cunt.

"Oh, Jesus," he groaned. "I want to suck that lick me suck that cunt!"

Mewling with approval, she moved forward and straddled his chest. He stared at her gaping pussy, at the pink pulsating meat of her cunt. He could see the river of juice oozing out of her cunt-hole. He could see everything!

His cock hardened and trembled in response. He pulled at her ass-cheeks, trying to get her cunt over his face. She laughed and pushed her pussy forward.

He lashed out with his tongue, swabbing up and down between her cunt-lips and lapping over her clit. She pressed down, forcing his nose into her cunt. The musky fragrance of her pussy overwhelmed him.

She held his head gently, rubbing her cunt up and down over his nose and lips, her dripping cunt-hole mashed against his mouth. Then suddenly she pulled away from him.

Turning her body, she straddled him again, this time with her cunt over his face and her mouth over his cock. Her thighs were spread wide. Her fingers took hold of his cock and began pumping his cock-skin up and down.

She lowered her wet pussy mound to his face. He opened his mouth wide, his tongue fluttering. When her cunt mashed down against his mouth, he began sucking.

He pulled and chewed at her cunt-lips. He flicked his tongue back and forth over the knob of her clit.

"Yes! Yes!" she cried, "Oooohhh! Yes! Yes!"

She wiggled her ass over his face, bearing down hard, rubbing back and forth to increase the friction of his sucking.

Her hand pumped his cock. He bucked his ass up. He wanted her mouth on his cock. He wanted the feel of her lips moving up and down his cock-shaft.

His mouth filled with cunt, he groaned and pressed his cock up at her head.

Now Margie gasped. "Please suck me!" she begged. "Suck me harder! I'll get to your cock in a minute, but please suck me!"

His cheeks and chin dripped with her hot cunt juice. He thrust his tongue in and out of her cunt-hole faster and harder. The muscles of her fuck-channel grabbed at his tongue, squeezing it, pulling at it.

His hands probed the cheeks of her ass, pinching and fondling her plump flesh. His tongue swapped up and down the crack between her cunt-hole and asshole.

He wondered why he and Gloria never did things like this. It seemed crazy that here he was with their next-door neighbor doing all the things he wanted to do with his wife.

Now Margie convulsed in a wrenching orgasm. "Oooooohhh!" she wailed. "Oh, sweet Jesus!" He felt her cunt muscles contract around his tongue.

After a moment Margie lowered her face. He could feel her hot breath against his cock. Then suddenly she clamped her mouth over his cock-head and he gasped at the warm pussy-like feeling of her mouth.

Holding his cock-shaft in her hand, she licked her tongue all over his velvety knob. She made a tight ring of her lips to massage his cock as she moved her mouth up and down over his throbbing fuck-pole.

Her hand slowly pumped his cock-shaft while she sucked. Her tits hung heavily on his belly. Wriggling her ass, she clamped her thighs around his head till he could no longer hear the sinking sounds she made as she slobbered over his meat.

He felt her lips nibbling on his cock-flesh. He felt his cock-head rubbing against the back of her throat. Then her throat suddenly seemed to open and his cock shot forward even deeper until her throat muscles clutched his cock-head.

His ass backed up off the bed at the incredible pleasure of her sucking. Her fingers tickled up and down the sensitive stretch of skin between his balls and his asshole.

He had his cock in her throat! The tightness of it blew his mind. She sucked and pulled on his cock in a way he had never experienced before.

He sensed that she wanted his load down her throat. Momentarily pulling his mouth any from her cunt, he cried out, "Oh, Jesus, fucking Christ!"

She pushed her pussy down again on his open mouth. Then she shifted forward until he found his lips covering her asshole and his chin digging into her cunt, crazy with lust, he stiffened his tongue and pushed it into the tight ring of her brownie.

A moment later he could feel her finger working around his own asshole and finally pushing in to ream out his shit-tube.

Christ, what a slut! He thought. What a fucking hot bitch!

Working his hand under his chin, he squeezed his thumb into her hot cunt-hole. She was bobbing her head up and down on his cock now, fucking him with her mouth, sucking his cock-meat to the same tempo as the grinding of her hips against his face.

A flood of cunt juice squashed out of her cunt-hole to stream over his face and hand. Her asshole quivered and sucked around the root of his tongue. He felt her shuddering, and then suddenly she was again spasming in an orgasm.

He bucked upward, his balls rattling, his jism blasting hotly out of the tip of his cock. He pumped spurt after spurt of his hot cream against the back of her throat.

She sucked and drank, her tongue fluttering over his cock-head as she drained the load out of his balls. She carefully licked up every drop. They finally rolled apart, gasping. "Oh, Jesus!" he croaked.

Margie bent over him and laughed softly. "Your face is all wet with my cunt juice," she teased. "What would you like to do next?"

"Christ!" he rasped. "I'm not ready yet."

"You will be!" she smiled. "Don't worry about that. What would you like?"

"Do you like it in your ass?"

"I like it anywhere," she replied. "I'd love that! Does Gloria like it in her ass?"

"We don't do very much in bed," he said. She smirked. The look in her eyes told him that she knew more about his married life than he'd realized.

"Why not?" she said. "Maybe you ought to try. You might be surprised at Gloria."

He wondered how much she knew. She was right, of course. He really ought to try.

"What I need now is a good long fuck!" she said. "I want that gorgeous cock in my cunt!"

Rolling over onto her back, she pulled her knees up and spread them wide apart. He sat up and looked down at her. His eyes feasted on her wet cunt.

She squirmed her ass on the mattress, taunting him with her juicy pussy. Then her hands moved down and she pulled her cunt-lips open with her fingers.

He stared at the gaping hole, at the pink and red meat coated with cunt-juice. His cock was growing again. She looked down at it and laughed.

"My cunt is turning you on," she said. Holding her arms out to him she crooned. "Come on, honey! You can have my ass later. Right now I want my cunt reamed out. I want that big cock in there." Moving into her arms, he fit himself into the saddle between her thighs.

"Stick it to me!" she hissed.

She gripped his cock in her hand and guided his cock-head to the mouth of her cunt-hole. His fuck-pole slid smoothly into the slippery wet swamp of her cunt.

She moaned at the first thrust. She raised her hips off the bed to take as much of his cock as possible. Grunting with excitement, he stuffed his throbbing cock-meat into her soft fuck-pole.

God, how wet she was! She pulled her legs up, and began rocking them back and forth with a slow motion that drove his cock in and out of her pussy.

"Oh, yeah!" he breathed. "That's good! Keep that up!"

"Fuck me!" she groaned. "Give it to me!"

He could feel her cunt muscles clasping his cock, sucking inward, trying to pull him into her body.

"Oh, Christ!" he croaked.

"Do you like that, honey?"

"It's marvelous!" he gasped.

Her cunt was a wide-open, hungry hole trying to swallow him up. She twisted her ass, churning her cunt on his cock, pumping her pussy up and down on the slab of fuck-meat, stretching the mouth of her cunt-hole.

"I'm fucking you!" she laughed. "Are you going to come soon?"

"Almost!" he rasped.

"Let it come!" she crooned. "Squirt your jism! Shoot it, baby, shoot it!"

Her feet flew up and down, her heels slapping into the crack of his ass. Her cunt sucked at his cock. Her hips gyrated and twisted as she squirmed the meat of her pussy on his fuck-pole.

He could hear the slurping noise made by his cock as he pistoned it in and out of her slippery pussy. He pounded up and down against her crotch, driving his cock all the way in and then pulling it out again until he had only his cock-head inside the mouth of her cunt.

His cock-shaft mashed against her clit. She groaned with pleasure at the end of each stroke, her heavy tits jiggling as his balls slapped against her ass.

"Fuck me, lover!" she cried, bouncing her ass up and down. "Fuck me good!"

She mewled in rhythm to his bucking hips, tossing her head from side to side, moaning, urging him on. He thrilled at her response. He and Gloria had never yet had a wild fuck like this.

"Fuck me, honey! I'm coming!" she cried out.

A wild yelp came out of her throat as he began ramming his cock in and out of her cunt. Her ass shook and quivered. His cock bucked up at her faster and faster and then his jism was spurting again, filling her cunt-channel, gushing out of his cock-head to splash against the spasming walls of her pussy.

He pumped and groaned. He held her ass in his hands. His cock jerked and twitched. Her thighs clasped around his waist. Her tits burned into his chest.

He had never fucked like this before, not with anyone!

"Oh, Jesus fucking Christ!" he gasped.

She arched up against him, pumping back at his cock, trying to wring the last of his load out of his balls.

As he slumped down, he heard a feminine giggle behind him and then a man's voice.

"Well, well," Arthur Nelson said. "What do we have here?"

His heart caught in his throat, Jim turned and looked behind him. Gloria was standing beside Arthur Nelson. She giggled again.

"I think they're fucking," she said.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

The first time someone suggested they tie her up, Gloria resisted the idea and then finally yielded.

A month had passed since Gloria and Arthur had walked in on Jim and Margie. The whole thing had been planned by Margie. Jim was a bit angry at first, but then he calmed down.

He was excited by Gloria's new sexuality. He quickly learned to relax his inhibitions with her. After that it was only natural that the Crawfords and Nelsons get together frequently for evenings of fucking.

It was obvious to Gloria that Jim and Margie really turned each other on. She didn't care. Things were so crazy now! There were even times when Frank the milkman joined their orgies.

Now they wanted to tie her up!

"I think you'll like it!" Margie whispered.

Gloria shivered. The idea of being tied up and helpless while they worked her body over made her legs tremble and her pussy gush cunt juice.

They decided the Nelson's four-poster bed was ideal. They made Gloria remove her blouse. They tied her wrists to the bedposts.

Arthur snickered as he ran his fingers over her ribs. She shivered as she imagined the lewd picture she made. She felt helpless. Her tits bulged out of her bra.

In a way she was frightened. They could do anything they wanted to her, and there would be no way for her to resist. They would be able to tease her until they drove her wild.

Arthur had his hands on her tits now. He squeezed each globe lightly, now and then his fingers pressing into her flesh. He kneaded her tits as if they were two mounds of dough.

Jim knelt beside her, his hands stroking her under her skirt. He lightly fondled her ass and her clit. Her body spasmed at the tantalizing touch of his fingers.

Margie climbed onto the bed. She unbuttoned her blouse, slipped it off, and tossed it away. Her heavy wide-nippled tits jiggled as she removed her bra and tossed it aside as well.

She pulled on her nipples, rolling them between her fingers. Then she shifted forward on her knees and leaned against Gloria's back.

"How are you doing, honey?" she smiled.

She unhooked Gloria's bra so that Arthur could get his hands on her bare tits. He leaned forward to kiss and suck her nipples. Gloria gasped at the feel of his wet mouth on the sensitive spikes.

Margie's hands joined her husband's on Gloria's heaving moist-tipped globes. Four sets of fingers mauled and squeezed her trembling flesh. She moaned and whimpered with the pleasure of it.

Arthur finally pulled away with a leer.

"Play with her while I get my clothes off," he said to his wife.

Gloria watched him strip away his clothes. She was eager for fucking now. How wicked it was! She breathed heavily as she watched Arthur tear off his clothes.

The first time she'd fucked Arthur, he'd turned out to be a complete surprise. He was lusty, even more than Margie. His obsession with religion didn't seem to interfere with his craving for fucking.

Arthur said God gave people cunts and cocks to use them. Now his cock was jutting upward, his circumcised cock-head glistening, his piss-hole brimming with juice.

A network of prominent blue veins covered his thick cock-shaft. His ball-bag hung down like a leather pouch from the base of his cock. She could see the outline of his low-hanging nuts.

Gloria's cunt tingled with hunger. Her knees trembled, cunt juice running down her thighs. She wiggled and squirmed with pleasure and anticipation.

Now Jim probed his fingers between her cunt-lips. Margie's hands were on Gloria's tits and she massaged them slowly, teasing Gloria's nipples with her fingertips and nails.

Gloria pressed back against Margie's body, excited by the feel of Margie's tits against her skin. She rubbed herself against her friend's nipples.

She loved the erotic contact with another woman. She'd been surprised at how stimulating it could be.

Jim ran his hands up and down her thighs. He rubbed her cunt juice up and down the insides of her firm white thighs. He squeezed and kneaded her ass-cheeks. His fingers dipped into the heat of her cunt.

"Mmmmmmm!" Gloria moaned. She pushed her crotch forward, asking for more.

The sensations produced by all the hands working on her body overwhelmed her. Moans of pleasure escaped her lips. Head tossing, hair flying, her breath came in gasps.

Laughing, Margie whispered in her ear. "It works, doesn't it, honey?"

Gloria's response was another moan. Arthur was unzipping her skirt now. He stripped off her skirt and panties and pulled them down and off, tossing them away.

She looked at Jim. He had his clothes off. His cock seemed bigger and heavier than ever before. He was obviously turned on by having sex tied up like this. She could see the excitement in his eyes.

As if in a dream, she watched Jim and Margie come together on the bed. Margie clasped Jim's hips between her thighs.

Gloria clamped her own thighs together as Arthur tickled her crotch-hair. Then she spread her legs apart.

"That's the way, baby!" Arthur snickered.

Before she realized what he was doing, she found her legs tied to the bed. She was spread open wide. She could feel the coolness on her cunt. Her pussy gaped hungrily.

His eyes glittering, Arthur stood back and looked her up and down. He reached down and squeezed her tits. He stroked her belly. His fingers toyed with her cunt-hair.

Then he ran both hands into her pussy. He held her cunt-lips between his thumbs and forefingers and pulled them apart. He stretched and tugged her thick pussy-lips until she moaned.

Now he slipped his finger inside her cunt hole, probing at her fuck-channel.

"Oh, Jesus!" she moaned.

Her hips pumped back and forth as she attempted to fuck his hand.

Once again Margie moved under Gloria. Her thighs wide apart, she snuggled her pussy against Gloria's ass and pressed her tits flat against Gloria's back. Her arms encircled Gloria's waist. She held Gloria immobilized as Arthur knelt down and pressed his mouth into Gloria's cunt.

"Uunnggghhh!" Gloria shuddered and bucked her ass up to Arthur's fluttering tongue.

Arthur was an expert at sucking a cunt. He thrust his tongue in and out of her steaming fuck-hole and then moved it up to tease her clit. He licked up and down, swabbing the thick tip of his tongue over her quivering little button.

"Oh! Ooooohhh!" she moaned. "Oh, my God?"

She wailed. She twisted with pleasure. Margie continued pressing her cunt bush against Gloria's ass and playing with Gloria's tits. Cunt juice gushed out of Gloria's pussy to soak the insides of her thighs. She was hot! They were turning her into an animal!

She pumped her hips back and forth frantically, pressing her ass against Margie's belly and pushing her pussy against Arthur's probing tongue.

Her face contorted with lust, her forehead beaded with sweat, she wailed and moaned with excitement. She was sandwiched between husband and wife. How glorious it was!

Now Arthur's tongue forced back the quivering hood of her clit. He closed his mouth over the tiny knob and began to suck.

"Oh, dear God!" Gloria moaned. "Make me come! Please, make me come!"

Arthur sucked steadily. Jim was standing nearby, watching as Arthur sucked at his wife's pussy. Gloria quivered and trembled at the craziness of it, at the freaky way in which her husband was watching two other people work her over.

Then Jim crawled on the bed and maneuvered himself behind Margie. His hands slipped under Margie's ass to fondle her cunt. Margie squealed and wriggled her crotch on Jim's fingers.

He pushed three fingers into Margie's cunt and with a rapid movement pumped them in and out.

"Oh, you fucker!" Margie hissed. "That's good!"

She reached back to catch his cock in her fist. Her hand pumped up and down on his cock-shaft. Gloria turned her head and caught the motion of Margie's hand on her husband's cock. She groaned. How exciting it was to watch another woman fondle her husband's prick!

She pumped her crotch, snapping Arthur's head back and forth. Arthur finally looked up at her and grinned.

"You're really getting into it aren't you, baby?"

"Oh, God!" Gloria wailed. "I want somebody to fuck me!"

Arthur rose up now. His cock pushed into her belly. She gazed down at his bloated cock-head, brimming with a whitish fluid. She gyrated her hips, grinding her belly on his pulsating fuck-meat. Snickering, Arthur bent down now to untie her ankles. His hands moved around to clutch her ass-cheeks. He pulled her forward. She raised up her knees and wrapped her legs around his hips.

She squirmed as he positioned his cock-head in her cunt-hole. A moment later he plunged his cock into the hilt, ramming her cunt with his hard fuck-pole until her cunt-lips were jammed up against the base of his prick.

He stroked in and out with rapid-fire strokes. Her tits bounced and swayed. She opened her mouth and groaned at the pleasure of his hard fucking.

She squirmed as he slammed against her pussy. A wail came out of her throat as he plowed his hard cock in and out of her wet fuck-channel.

Jim was on his back now. Margie was straddling him, her fuck-hole sliding up and down on his cock. She bounced her ass and giggled, swallowing up his cock to the balls and then pulling up to his cock-head.

Her clutching fuck-channel moved up and down the length of his wet fuck-meat. Her tits jiggled and swayed. Loud grunts came out of her throat. Each time she came down, Jim's hips surged up to meet her downward stroke.

His knees rocked from side to side as he pumped his cock up and down on her clutching cunt. Her meaty ass squirmed as she ground down on his crotch. Her ass-cheeks quivered as the walls of her fuck-channel spasmed.

At last Arthur pulled his cock out of Gloria's cunt and they untied her. She wanted more fucking.

"Oh, God. Fuck me again!" she cried.

Arthur chuckled and pushed her back on the bed. Lifting up her thighs, he draped her legs over his shoulders and sank his cock deep into her pussy.

"Juicy little pussy!" he hissed.

He stroked his cock in and out a few times and then he pulled out. Jim replaced him. She groaned when she realized she was being fucked by her husband.

"Your cunt feels good!" Jim grunted. "You can still turn me on."

Gloria shivered. Turning her head, she watched Arthur fucking Margie. The two women lay side by side on the bed, their legs draped over the shoulders of their husbands, their asses squirming as the cocks pistoned in and out of their wet cunts.

As if on signal, the men pulled their cocks out of the dripping pussies and ordered the women to suck them.

Hurrying to obey, the two wives sat up and capped their mouths over the rampant cock-heads. Jim's bloated knob throbbed in Gloria's mouth. She sucked and slurped on his cock-meat.

Then they switched partners and Gloria found herself sucking her lips up and down on Arthur's thick cock-shaft. The frantic face fucking drove her wild.

Pulling her mouth off Arthur's cock, Gloria groaned and scrambled of the bed to kneel on the floor on all fours. A cackle came out of Arthur's throat as he crouched down to kneel behind her.

"My ass!" Gloria moaned. "Stick it up my ass! Loosen it with your fingers first!"

His lust-crazed eyes gazing down at the deep crack of her ass, Arthur scooped some cunt juice out of her pussy and swabbed it over the tight ring of her asshole.

Margie was not to be outdone. In a moment she was kneeling on the floor beside Gloria. Jim moved down behind her and swabbed his cock into the crack of her ass.

Arthur was pushing his cock-head against Gloria's asshole now, and a moment later his fat knob popped into the elastic ring.

All the ass-fucking Gloria had experienced during the past months had widened her asshole. Arthur's cock entered her shit-tube with ease.

She mewled with joy. "Oh! Oh! Oh!" she crooned.

She squealed and hissed as each inch of his cock advanced into the hot grip of her shitter. She could feel the throbbing of his cock in the channel of her shit-tube.

Arthur grunted, pumping his meat in and out with long smooth strokes. He started coming.

"Uunnnggghhh!" Arthur grunted.

Gloria spasmed as his hot cream splashed into her bowels. She hissed as he pumped in and out of her bung. Her face was contorted with lustful pleasures.

Looking over at Margie and Jim, she watched Jim pumping his hips as he drove his cock in and out of Margie's brown grommet. She looked at Margie's face. Their eyes met. They smiled at each other.

Jim suddenly grunted and stiffened. He cried out as he began shooting his load into Margie's rubbery shit-tube.

Afterward they made a daisy-chain. They fell down together on the bed. Jim's cock was in Gloria's mouth while Arthur sucked her pussy. Margie sucked Arthur's cock while Jim licked Margie's cunt.

They sucked and slurped and slobbered over each other's crotches until the four of them began spasming together.

Later that evening, when Gloria and Jim were back in their own bedroom, Gloria asked Jim if he still loved her.

A smoldering look came into his eyes. "Of course I do," he said.

He was lying in bed. She came over to him. Looking down at him, she slipped a hand below her belly and massaged the lips of her pussy. His eyes were glued to the movements of her fingers.

She probed into her cunt-hole, pumping her finger in and out, and then pulled it out glistening wet with her cunt juice.

Jim fondled his limp cock. "Get it hard for me," he said.

Gloria mewled with pleasure. There was nothing more delicious than a nightcap fuck after a wild evening with the Nelsons.

She climbed onto the bed and knelt over Jim's crotch. Her fingers curled around his soft cock. She rubbed his pink cock-head against the lips of her cunt.

His cock was soon hard enough, his bloated cock-head glistening wetly with her cunt juice.

Bending down, she closed her lips over his hot knob. She slowly slipped the ring of her lips down his cock-shaft until she had his cock-head jabbing at the back of her throat.

The feel of his throbbing cock-meat stuffing her mouth was exciting. It almost made her come. She sucked on him, gluttonously slurping.

"Christ, you really know how to suck a cock!" he hissed.

He held her head in place, and began pumping his hips to work his cock in and out of her mouth. Finally she pulled her mouth off his cock and rolled onto her back.

Lifting her knees, she hooked her forearms behind them and pulled her legs back. Her pink cunt gaped at him.

With a smile, he positioned himself between her legs.

"You're ready for a hot fuck, aren't you?" he snickered.

"Oh, yes!" she hissed. "Give it to me!" Fisting his cock-shaft, he probed his cock-head between her cunt-lips until he found her cunt-hole. A moment later he lurched forward to drive his fuck-pole deep inside her fuck-channel.

"Oh, God, yes!" Gloria cried. "Fuck me! I love it!"

Her hips bucked up, and she was soon writhing against him, holding her legs high and gripping her knees. Her ass gyrated in circular motions as she fucked back at his cock.

His balls slapped heavily at her asshole with each stroke.

"Fuck me!" she moaned. "Fuck me hard!"

He grinned as he pounded her pussy. His cock stroked in and out, his thick cock-shaft slurping in the juice drenching her cunt. Her body trembled with each forceful thrust of his rampant meat. A cry came out of her throat each time his bloated cock-head jabbed at the end of her fuck-channel.

"Oh, God, give it to me!" she crooned. "Fuck meeeeee!"

He snickered. Whatever troubles they had had in the past no longer mattered. They were as one now. Her cunt was stuffed and rammed by his cock and the future would bring them nothing but happiness. All the fucking she had done had served only to bring them closer together. Groaning once more, she rammed her finger up his ass as he began shooting his load of hot jism into her quivering cunt. She came with her fuck-channel spasming as it received his gushing fuck-cream.

Content

Donna Allen
Wicked, willing wife

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

CHAPTER NINE

CHAPTER TEN

CHAPTER ELEVEN