Even with the rising rate of divorce, the liberalized attitude toward sex, and the common occurrence of "living together" arrangement, most surveys have shown that Americans still overwhelmingly believe in the institution of marriage. But despite that belief, the basic structure and workings of contemporary matrimony are a far cry from those of its predecessors.
Today there are more and more families in which both the husband and wife work. There also seems to be a more equal sharing of the responsibilities of home and children. And there appears to be a radical change occurring in marital sex mores.
Pete and Cathy McMahon are an average American young couple who find themselves at a crossroads-their marriage, while solid and filled with mutual respect, has grown routine. The McMahons find, however, that they are capable of great flexibility, and manage to change their situation without sacrificing their marriage. While their solution may seem shocking to some, for Pete and Cathy it proves a satisfactory outlet and uniting force.
SWAP NEIGHBORS-the story of one couple's personal attempt to make their marriage more meaningful. A mirror of our changing times. An entertaining novel with a serious message.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Cathy McMahon jammed her throbbing nipples right jp into Pete's face. She was terribly excited by the sexy movie they had watched on television. She could feel his cock pressing against her thighs and she knew that Pete was getting excited too. He was breathing hard, his breath hitting her hard nipples with hot, ragged blasts of air. Maybe he would fuck her good this time. Maybe Pete would actually break out of his rigid little shell and really fuck her!
"Ooooooh!" Cathy sighed, running her fingers through his hair. "Oh, Pete! It feels so good! Oooooooh!"
Pete was really giving her titties a workout. He licked and tongued and lapped like he had never done before. He squeezed her rock-hard nipples between his lips and bit down firmly, rolling his mouth and pinching her rigid little berries until she almost pass ed out with delight.
"Ooooooh!" Cathy moaned. "Oooooh! Wonderful!" She couldn't believe how delightfully Pete was sucking and biting her titties. He had never done that before! Perhaps tonight would be the night when he would lap her creaming, hot pussy with his tongue. Perhaps when he stuck his hard, throbbing cockshaft in her hot pussy tonight, he would be able to fuck her properly before he shot his load. Perhaps the night she had dreamed of would be tonight!
Cathy couldn't believe how incredibly hot her pussy was getting. Pete was turning her on so much that she was almost fainting. She wanted to reach out and grab his long, hard cock but she knew that he would come if she did. Pete was a quick shot and she had to be very careful that she didn't excite him too much. Still, just a touch shouldn't hurt. Just one tiny, small touch and she would stop.
Cathy moved her hand down until she found Pete's hard prick trapped between their bodies. It was like a pole. It was long and hard and very stiff. Cathy's hand trembled and she took a deep breath. Then her hand grabbed his hard cock and squeezed joyfully.
"Aaaaagh!" Pete moaned. His cock jumped and jerked in her hand. She moved her slim fingers up and down just a fraction of an inch on his rigid, throbbing cockshaft.
"NO!" Pete shouted, reaching down and capturing her hand. "You don't have to do that! I'm already excited, honey! I don't want you to do that!"
Cathy sighed in frustrated agony. No matter what she did, it was always wrong. Either she made him come too soon to satisfy her, or she acted too sexy and turned him off. Pete wanted just the right combination of horniness and propriety. She was allowed to scream out her pleasure only when she was coming, never before. Pete said that it wasn't nice for ladies to make a fuss over sex. He called it messing around and she was sure that he would be shocked if she ever said the word "cock" out loud!
Cathy sighed deeply. Something was going to give, somewhere. She couldn't walk around acting like a nun both day and night! Not a sweet, sexy, liberated girl like her! She was going to have to figure out some way of opening Pete's eyes to the wonders of sex!
Cathy jumped as the phone rang. "Shit!" she muttered under her breath as Pete hurried out to the living room to answer it. It was probably one of their weird tenants calling to complain about the noise or something. Being an apartment manager meant that not even the nights were their own.
She reached down and absently tickled her hot pussy. Some of the guys that rented apartments in the complex weren't bad-looking, though. She remembered the tall, good-looking man who had rented 5-B just last week. When he had come into the office her heart had pounded wildly. Just looking at his strong body and hard muscles had made her hot little cunt twitch. She watched him all the time he was filling in his information sheet. By the time he was through with all the questions, her tiny pink panties were soaking with hot cunt juices. She hoped that he hadn't noticed the way that she had twisted and wiggled in her chair.
Cathy grinned. Maybe he had noticed and just maybe it was a good thing! If Pete didn't start improving in the sex department, she just might have to find out what was under Mr. Stan Green's clothes. She could always go over to 5-B on some pretext or another and let nature take its course!
"Cathy? Honey? Hey, honey ... you look like you're a million miles away," Pete shouted, waving his hand in front of her face. "Honey, that was Mrs. Ellison again. She thought she heard prowlers and wants me to take a look over there. Do you want to come along?"
Cathy sighed noisily. "Why can't she just call the police if she thinks there's someone trying to get in?" she asked petulantly. "I don't want you to leave ... remember what we were doing?" She smiled seductively. "Come on, honey. Come back to bed and let's just forget the phone rang."
"Don't be silly, Cathy! Of course we can't forget. Mrs. Ellison might really have heard something this time, and besides, we can always play around later. You know Mrs. Ellison's an old lady, and it won't hurt to just check it out. I should be back here in a half hour at the most."
Cathy groaned in exasperation. She wasn't even going to mention the fact that Mrs. Ellison had called them numerous times before and each time Pete had found nothing wrong. Mrs. Ellison just wanted someone to talk to and Pete always stayed for a cup of tea with her to calm her down. Cathy rolled over. "Oh, go ahead," she blurted. "You just go right over to Mrs. Ellison's and check it out. Just don't wake me when you come back!"
Cathy's hand found her dripping pussy even before Pete closed the door of their apartment. It was too late to do anything about it tonight, but you could bet that she was going to check out 5-B tomorrow afternoon. Stan Green wouldn't stand a chance against her sexy charms! And maybe, for once, she'd get her hot pussy fucked properly!
* * *
Pete walked carefully around the pool area, the place where Mrs. Ellison thought she had heard strange rustling noises. He opened the gate to the fence and shut it silently behind him. If there really was someone there, he wasn't going to let them know he was coming. Pete had covered almost all of the pool area when he became aware of a slight noise in the back of the equipment shed. He moved silently closer. Yes! He was sure there was someone there! He could barely hear low voices and a slight giggle.
Probably just some teenagers, trying to find a quiet place to be by themselves, Pete said to himself and made his way slowly forward in the darkness. He poked his head around the equipment shed and froze in shocked surprise! There was Donna Thompson from 4-C and she was sitting on top of the long, hard prick belonging to Curt Trotter in 7-B!
"God damn!" Pete breathed, feeling his heart beat faster. He was sure that Herb Thompson didn't know that his wife was out fucking Curt Trotter. He doubted that Curt's wife, Joan, knew anything about it either!
"Ooooh, it feels so good, Curt," Donna gasped, pumping up and down on his huge cock. "Your cock feels different than Herb's. I just love swapping, don't you?"
Curt grunted happily. He looked like he was almost ready to shoot his load. "You damn right I do!" he answered, driving upward into her moist, hot pussy. "You've got a real hot pussy, Donna. I'm sure glad that you and Herb are swingers."
"Me too!" Donna chuckled. "It would be a real bummer to have to sneak around. Hey, Curt, Joan told me that you like to ass -fuck. How about it? Will you do it with me? She says you're real gentle and everything. I'd just love to be fucked in the ass , Curt!"
Curt grinned. Pete could see the white flash of his teeth as he smiled widely. "Sure enough, Donna," he agreed. "I've been wanting to get into your creamy, white ass for a long time now. Herb said he didn't know if you would, though." He reached down and fumbled on the ground. Then he held up a big jar of vaseline.
"I brought this, just in case," he admitted.
Donna giggled. "Man, you must have been a boy scout, Curt. You're always prepared!"
"Hey Donna, how about letting Joan and Herb watch me pop the cherry in your ass ? I bet they'd really get off on that! I know Joan's just dying to watch someone else getting fucked in the ass !"
"That sounds like a blast!" Donna giggled. "Why don't you run and get them and I'll just stay here and get a moon tan."
Pete ducked behind a large palm tree as Curt hurried off to fetch Joan and Herb. He sank weakly to his knees. He just couldn't believe it! Two of their nice, staid, proper married couples talking about swapping and ass -fucking! He just couldn't believe it! He didn't know what to do. He supposed that he ought to do something to break it up, but he really didn't know. Maybe he ought to just watch and see what happened. He could always tell Cathy when he got home and let her decide what to do. Cathy would know.
Pete moved carefully and quietly. He sneaked closer until he was hidden in a clump of bushes, directly in front of Donna. He had a perfect view of anything that was going to happen.
Donna moaned. She licked her lips until they were moist and slippery. Her large, pointed titties quivered and throbbed in the moonlight. She wiggled and twisted on the grassPete could tell that she was terribly horny!
"Ooooooh...." Donna groaned to herself. "I wish they'd hurry. I'm so horny I can hardly stand it. If Curt doesn't come back soon, I'm just going to have to bring myself off! Oooooooh...."
Pete could see the slick, white pussyjuice glisten on her steamy cuntEvery time she twisted and writhed, her little white ass cheeks rubbed against the grassJust thinking about Curt's long, pointed cock in her tight little ass hole made her pussy gush out more sugary cunt juice. Pete could see the wet place in the grass where all her hot cunt juice had seeped out. It lay glistening in the moonlight beneath her creamy ass , proving that she was as hot as could be!
Pete reached down and grabbed his hard cock. He groaned softly. He knew it was wrong to get excited over someone else's wife, but he couldn't help himself. Of course he thought that wife swapping was wrong, but it excited him, nonetheless. Maybe he could find out more about fucking. He hadn't even considered fucking Cathy in the assMaybe he'd learn how by watching Curt and Donna!
Pete sat very still. He heard footsteps coming down the gravel walk. He heard Curt's excited voice and then Curt rounded the corner, followedby Herb and Joan. Curt hadn't been kidding! Herb and Joan were actually going to watch Donna get fucked in the ass !
Pete shook his head in amazement. He had read about wife swapping and ass -fucking before, but he never thought that he'd actually see it. Somehow he thought that they were things that people just made up. He didn't know that they actually happened, especially not in front of ordinary people like himself!
The two women started talking so loudly that no one could have heard Pete, even if he had shouted out loud. He moved a little closer and gripped his long cock more tightly. He could feel his hot cum bubble up in his balls. Sucking and licking on Cathy's titties had gotten him all worked up and just thinking about watching Curt fuck Donna's ass hole almost made him squirt out his heavy load of cockcream. He slid his slippery cockskin back, forcing his swollen, purple cockhead to pop out. The hot night air embraced his horny cock like a sucking mouth. He pumped the skin back and forth for a moment, forgetting all about the four sexy tenants in front of him. Then, suddenly, a quick movement caught his eye. He gripped his hard prick tightly as he realized what Joan Trotter was doing!
Joan had crawled close to Donna. The flash of movement that Pete had seen was Joan's hot, grasping hand, reaching out for the jar of vaseline. Joan dipped her hand into the sticky, gooey jelly and grabbed Curt's long, hard prick. She smeared it liberally over his thick, long pole, rubbing and pulling at him, masturbating him with her greasy-coated fingers. Pete felt his balls throb and twitch just watching Joan's fingers pull and tug at Curt's prick.
"Gotta get it wet and slippery," Joan giggled. "Then it'll go in without hurting Donna's tight, pink ass hole." She giggled again. It wasn't hard to tell that she'd had her share of booze "and then some. Joan Trotter was definitely bombed. She didn't even notice when one of her lovely, large titties slipped right out of her halter and hung out in the hot night air.
Curt reached out and grabbed his wife's large, quivering globe. "Your tit's hanging out, honey," he teased her. "What would our uptight apartment managers think if they ever saw you with your tit hanging out?"
Pete gasped in anger. They were talking about him and Cathy! They didn't have any right to do that!
"Oh, fuck those two fuddy duddies!" Joan squealed. "She looks like she might be a swinger, but he is definitely a hick! He looks like he's never screwed anything except his wife. I'll bet that if I poked my pussy right up in his face, he wouldn't even know what to do with it!"
Donna giggled. "It sure would be fun to find out!" she screamed. "I can just see it! He'd probably turn dead-white and faint on the spot!"
All four collapsed on the grass laughing merrily at Pete's expense. Pete felt his face flush and burn bright red. He'd have to tell Cathy what they had said. She'd figure out some way to get even for a mean insult like that!
"Come on, Curt!" Donna wailed. "You're so busy thinking about our stuffy old managers that you're forgetting all about my hot little ass hole!" She twisted eagerly, humping up her white, gleaming ass cheeks. "Come on and fuck my ass , Curt. Please?"
Donna trembled all over. She wanted a prick in her ass hole in the worst way. She could hardly wait! She poised on her hand and knees, waiting for the fierce lunge of Curt's hard prick.
"My cock's all coated. Lucky I brought vaseline with me, hun? Now for your hot little ass hole! Open up, baby, and let me smear it all over your pretty little shitter!"
"Aaaaaah!" she gasped.
She felt his fingers slide up and down her deep pussy channel, smearing greasy globs of thick, slippery jelly all over her cunt and assHis fingers searched deep down her cleft and found her tiny, quivering bung. He smeared it thoroughly.
"Oooooh!" Donna jumped forward, almost falling down on her face. Curt's vaseline-coated finger had found the ring of her tight, virgin ass hole and dipped in partway, snaking in and rimming her lightly.
"Oooooh, Curt!" she squealed, hunching back against his probing finger. Her whole body trembled with excitement.
"Feel good, baby?" he asked, screwing his finger in a little farther. He was in past the ring of her muscle now, screwing back and forth and around and around like a corkscrew.
"Mmmmmmmm...." Donna moaned. "Oooooh ... feels good! Mmmmmmmmm!"
"Wait till you feel my hard prick up there!" Curt promised. "You're gonna love it, baby! You're gonna love it just as much as Joan does.
Tell Donna how much you love it, Joan! Tell her how big you come when my long prick is fucking your ass !"
"Oooooooh!" Joan squealed. "It's true, Donna! Just wait til you feel it! You just can't help coming with his big prick up your ass ! It's so hot and it feels so good. You're gonna love it!"
"Ooooooh, God! I can't wait!" Donna squealed, catching Joan's enthusiasm. She squirmed and hunched against Curt's probing finger, driving it even deeper into her tight ass hole.
"I can tell you love it, baby!" Curt gloated. "Your little bung's so hot, it's burning my finger!" He and Herb laughed.
"Donna's always hot!" Herb blurted out. "I married the hottest little pussy in town!"
Donna sighed hornily. Her cunt was watering fiercely, boiling hot. She felt her slippery pussyjuice flow out and drop to the grass beneath her. Her twitching cunt tingled so much that she had to reach underneath her and cup it. She felt the thick glob of vaseline that Curt had smeared on her cleft. Her fingers slipped and slid over the greasy coating made hot by her steaming cunt .
The vaseline ran on her fingers. It was all melted. Her whole pussy was slippery and terribly hot. Her fingers slid frictionlessly over her pussy and they felt like butterfly wings, brushing against her horny cunt .
"Oooooh! My pussy's so hot!" she gasped. "I can't wait any longer Curt. Do it to me now! Fuck me in the ass , Curt! Stick it in now!"
"Hey, if I stick it in you right now, I'll come right away," Curt complained. "You got me all hot and bothered, playing with your pussy that way. Cool it just a second, baby. Let me get myself together here. There! I can do it now! Oooooh! I can feel your fingers down there, playing with yourself. God damn, baby! You're so sexy you're gonna make me come too soon!"
"Hold it, Curt!" Joan shouted, reaching under Curt's legs to grasp his cock firmly. "I'll help you get in if you give Donna a real good ass -fucking!"
Curt let out a sigh of delight as Joan's fingers touched his hard, throbbing prick. Then he gasped as he felt her guide him to Donna's tight virgin ass hole.
"Here it is, Curt," Joan squealed. "Here's Donna's tiny pink ass hole, just waiting to be filled up by your hard prick."
Donna felt a shiver run through her body. She felt like pulling back but she wanted to feel Curt's prick in her shitter. She twisted and guided his cock, feeling the thick, slippery shaft buck and throb against her puckered little bunghole. She sighed again with excitement and trembled in anticipation. She raised her head and stared straight at the bushes where Pete was hiding.
Pete stayed perfectly still. At first he was afraid that Donna would see him, but her eyes were glazed in pass ion. He could see her gorgeous, huge titties bobbing and thrusting out toward him. They were like two melons with huge nipples at the ends. They were so big that Curt would have to cup both his hands around them to hold even one.
Pete felt a mighty surge in his hard cock. He rubbed his fingers lightly over his cockshaft, stroking and feeling his prick. He wished he were the one to nudge up against Donna's puckered pink shitter. He wished he could change places with Curt right now. He wondered what it would feel like to plunge his steaming prick into Donna's tight, slippery little stutter. He pulled and rolled his prick in his hand, thinking about the delights that Curt was about to experience.
Pete's cock gave a mighty lurch. He thought about Cathy and how tight her puckered little virgin ass hole must be. Maybe he could learn how to ass -fuck from watching Curt and Donna and then he could go back home and try it out on Cathy!
Pete dropped his hand from his nearly spurting cock. He had almost come, thinking about fucking Cathy's virgin shitter. He squeezed his thigh painfully, vowing not to touch his cock until he calmed down a bit. He was going to enjoy some more of this exciting opportunity before he blew his wad!
Donna gave a gasp of impatience. She could hardly wait for Curt's hard cock to fill her ass hole. Just knowing that Joan and Herb were watching made it doubly exciting. She was so glad that they had found each other. It was such a drag, being a swinging couple and not having another couple to play with. She remembered how they had found out that Joan and Curt were swingers. The memory of that day made her hornier still!
Joan had been in the laundry room when Donna had come in, carrying a full basket of laundry. Both women had nodded and Donna had filled her machine. All the while she was putting in the soap and bleach she felt Joan's eyes on her. Just remembering the feeling brought a warm flush to her face and made her twist her ass in front of Curt's prick in a totally wanton way. Then she began to relive that Tuesday, three weeks ago.
Donna sat down in one of the chairs to wait for her laundry. She felt shy at first. She wasn't sure why Joan was staring at her. She swallowed and looked up, meeting Joan's horny gaze.
"Jesus! You've got the bounciest titties I've ever seen!" Joan exclaimed. "If my husband Curt got a peek at your titties, he'd probably rape you right here!"
Donna giggled. The whole scene was so weird. She couldn't believe that Joan had actually come right out and said that. At first she felt embarrass ed, but then she giggled even harder. It was a real compliment, hearing Joan praise her titties like that. It was nice to be appreciated!
"My husband likes them," Donna replied, still a little pink from blushing at the unexpected compliment. "I guess I should really wear a bra, but it's so hot that I just can't stand it! I hate bras, don't you?"
Joan giggled. "I haven't worn a bra since I was in junior high," she confided. "I used to hate them so badly that I told my mother they were all in the wash, just so I wouldn't have to wear one."
"Oh! I know just what you mean!" Donna replied, emphatically. "Bras are a real drag! But then, so are clothes. Don't you wish we didn't have to wear any?"
Joan giggled and blushed. "You know what I've always wanted to do?" she asked, lowering her voice and bringing her luscious red lips close to Donna's ear. "I've always wanted to walk into a laundromat and start the washer and then take off all my clothes and put them in the machine! Can you imagine the expressions on people's faces if I really did it?"
Donna let out a whoop of enjoyment. "That sounds like something I'd like to do too! Too bad we can't do it right now!"
Joan turned suddenly thoughtful. "Why can't we?" she asked. "We could just close the door and lock it from the inside. If someone tries it, it would take them awhile to get the manager to open it. By that time we could be dressed."
"Let's do it!" Donna squealed. "I've always wanted to do something kinky like that. Wait 'til I tell Herb tonight. He'll probably get his rocks off just hearing about it!"
"Oooooh, hurry up," Joan urged, locking the door and pulling her sweater up over her head. "I can hardly wait to see those luscious-looking titties of yours in the buff!"
Donna could hardly wait either. She gave an excited little chuckle. To think that she and Herb had worried about moving to Winding Springs! .They had been afraid that they wouldn't find any swingers in such a small, proper community! Whew! They had been dead wrong, and Donna was certainly glad!
"God! You've got the prettiest titties I've ever seen!" Joan gasped, as Donna slipped out of her blouse, setting her huge, quivering mounds free, "are those really real or did you get a silicone shot or something?"
"Oh, they're real alright," Donna answered, stretching her shapely arms above her head. "I think Herb married me because of my big titties. All through high school he used to follow me around in the halls, trying to cop a feel. I think he'd rather play with my titties than fuck!"
Joan gave a little giggle and dropped her pants to the floor. Then she wiggled out of the filmy little lace panties she wore, her eyes never leaving Donna's face.
Donna gasped in surprise. She stared at Joan's pussy. She couldn't help it. She had never seen anything in her whole life like Joan's pussy! Joan didn't have any beaver hair at all. Where the triangle of soft cunt hair should be, Joan's pussy was beautifully bare. All Donna could see were her puffy, soft, sweet-looking cunt lips.
"Like it?" Joan giggled, parting her thighs and hunching her hips forward. She put her hands saucily on her hips and moved her legs apart.
Donna swallowed noisily. "I ... I ... It's pretty!" Donna managed to gasp. She squeezed her thighs together tightly. She could feel the tingle in her pussy become more and more intense. The sight of Joan's bare pussy was making her own sweet pussy tingle and throb with pass ion. She could feel her honeyed cunt juices start to flow and she fought the urge to clamp her fingers tightly against her aching pussy mound.
"You act like you've never seen a shaved pussy before, honey," Joan chuckled. "Don't you think it's pretty?"
"Y ... Y ... Yes!" Donna stammered. "It's ... beautiful! Just beautiful! I've never seen anything like it before ... that's all!"
"You should shave your pussy too, honey. You'd really love the feeling. It feels all smooth and bare and you'd just love what it does to the men. They all want to eat it and slurp it and lick their hot tongues all over the smooth, pink lips."
"Ooooooh! They ... they do?" Donna gasped.
Joan laughed throatily. "Just ask Curt, my husband. He'll tell you how he loves to lick and suck my pussy since I shaved my cunt hair off. He says it makes him feel like he's licking a little girl! The first time he saw my bare pussy, he almost shot in his pants!"
Joan moved one hand from her hip. She smoothed it over her flat tummy and stroked slowly down her abdomen, fingers extended, toward the top of her pink, hairless pussymound.
"See this?" Joan asked huskily. "Just watch for a minute. I'll bet you can't stop from licking and sucking my bare pussy yourself!"
Donna gulped. Her eyes were riveted to Joan's hands on her bare pussy. The sight was making her terribly hot. She felt her own hot pussy tingle in response to Joan's lightly stroking fingers.
The tips of Joan's fingers traced over the swollen cunt lips, making trails of wetness on her pussyflesh. Her fingers pulled the wet pussylips apart gently and there was a moist, sucking sound as pink folds of satiny softness appeared inside her smooth slit. She held perfectly still for a moment, watching the expression on Donna's flushed face.
Donna held her breath in excitement. Joan's pussy was the most exciting and sexy thing she had ever seen. She could feel the tingle in her fluffy pussy grow and grow as Joan parted her thighs even farther. Her pussylips spread wider and her silken hole came into view between the bright pink petals of her bare cunt .
"Ooooooo,' Donna moaned. She couldn't help it. Just watching Joan play with her pretty pussy was almost making her come.
The tip of Joan's finger traced up the oiled, glistening gap and reached her throbbing clitty. There was no hair to hide her pulsing clit and Donna could see the straining little love button peeking out beneath Joan's stroking finger. Her finger gave it a little twirl and a nudge and Joan groaned in pleasure. Her eyes closed and her finger flipped her little clitty back and forth with a smooth, practiced motion.
"Oooooh ... Joan!" Donna breathed. "Joan ... don't!"
Joan just kept right on playing with her hot little clit. "Mmmmmmm...." she moaned, opening her eyes and smiling at Donna. "Feels so good ... See?" She sighed lustily and rolled her finger around the tip of her clitty again and again.
There was no way that Donna could tear her glance from Joan's hot pussy. She watched her pussy hole widen and spread out. Her cunt hole began to leak out slippery, hot pussyjuice. Joan's pussylips puffed out even farther and separated, making even more room for her twirling finger.
"Ooooh ... Joan! Don't do that! Please!" Donna moaned. Her own pussy was in absolute agony. She didn't know how much longer she could watch Joan twirl her hard little love button before she jumped right on top of her and sank her lips around her hard little clit.
"What's the matter, honey?" Joan asked, opening her eyes and giving Donna an appraising glance. "Are you getting horny, honey? Don't you wish your finger was in your hot little cunt ? Wouldn't you like to do what I'm doing right now? Wouldn't you like to blow your cookies right here in front of me?"
"Oooooooh," Donna wailed. "Please ... God! I don't know what to do! I'm so horny! Oooooooh!"
"And you're going to get even hornier, honey," Joan promised, pulling Donna down on the floor beside her. "I'm going to make you so hot that you'll do anything I want," she promised. "Your pussy is twitching right now, isn't it? I can feel the heat from your hot pussy way over here."
Donna gasped and stared at Joan's beautiful pussy, just inches away from her. She could see the sharp points of Joan's titties, thrusting up from her chest. She could see the pulse of her flat, firm tummy and the soft rounding of her hairless cunt mound. Joan cupped her hand under her glistening pussyhole and caught some of her honey.
"See how hot I am, just having you watch me?" she moaned. "You've got such pretty titties, they make my pussy twitch and cream. See how I'm creaming? See all my pussyhoney?"
Joan's hips lifted and circled. Her pussy tilted up against her hand. Her wet, silky cunt fitted perfectly against the flat of her stroking, cupping hand. She gave a groan of pass ion and began shaking her hand up and down over her hot pussy wildly, while her body trembled and shook.
Donna opened up her mouth to ask Joan to stop, but nothing came out. She really didn't want her to stop. She just wanted her to do the same thing to her hot, dripping pussy. Her pulse raced and she could feel her heart beating wildly in her chest. Her titties trembled and shook on her chest, she was breathing so hard. She crossed her thighs and squeezed them together, trying to put out the fire in her hot cunt. Her pussylips flattened against each other and juice spurted from between them, running over her satiny, hot flesh. Her whole pussy was dripping hot and slippery with pass ion.
"Oooooooh! Please...." she wailed, not really knowing what she wanted Joan to do. She just knew that she was so hot, she was bound to explode if Joan didn't do something to help her soon.
Joan groaned hotly and fucked two fingers up her pussyhole. She rolled her hard little clitty with her thumb and sighed noisily. She smiled sexily at Donna and ran her tongue over her lips suggestively. "Getting hot, honey?" she asked huskily.
"Ooooooh...." Donna moaned. She was so hot she couldn't answer. All she could do was stare at Joan's beautiful pussy and swallow noisily.
The sounds coming from Joan's pussyhole were exciting too. Donna's ears were full of the sloshing and slurping of Joan's hot pussy, sucking her fingers deeper and deeper into her hot, honeyed cavern.
Joan's arms squeezed in at the sides of her titties and made the mounds thrust upward and quiver. Her nipples stretched far out from the tips of her white mounds and throbbed like ripe cherries, begging to be sucked and plucked.
Donna's eyes fastened on Joan's titties and she could feel her whole body shake with lust. She wanted to suck on those nipples. She wanted to draw them into her mouth and flip the rubbery tips with her tongue, feeling them throb between her soft, hot lips. She wanted to suck and chew the pointed nipples until Joan squealed in ecstasy and begged her never to stop. She wanted to bite down and taste the sweetness of Joan's tittie flesh.
Donna parted her lips. She licked them with her hot tongue. She moaned as she stared at Joan's quivering nipples. She was going to have to do something soon. She was so horny that she was ready to die!
"Don't you wish you had a nice fat cock right now?" Joan asked. "Wouldn't you love to have a big, fat cock sliding into hot pussy, right now?"
"Ooooooh," Donna groaned. "Ooooh, God! Don't talk like that!"
Joan turned her head so she was staring right into her pussy and left them there. She made small, tight circles with her hips, maintaining the friction in her hot pussy.
"Don't you wish that my husband was here right now?" Joan continued. "Curt's got a nice, fat cock and he'd love to poke it up your hot pussy. Curt could suck on your hot cunt and then he could poke it right up your pussy. Wouldn't you like to fuck Curt, Donna? He's got a nice, big prick to fill up your hot cunt ! I could get you all hot first and then Curt could finish you off! You'd like that, wouldn't you, honey?"
"Oh, God!" Donna gasped. "Oh, God, YES!"
Donna gasped until she thought she wouldn't ever get enough air into her lungs. Everything was going around in circles in the room. The whole room was spinning and the floor was tilting.
"Just imagine I'm Curt, honey. Think of my big, fat, hard prick. My hot prick knows what to do to make you feel good. Think of how it's throbbing and aching to fuck all the way up your wet little cunt right now! Just think of it, honey!"
"Ooooooh!" Donna wailed. "Oh, Joan! Do something! Please! I'm dying to get fucked! Get me off, please!"
"Oh, I can tell you're thinking about fucking Curt!" Joan squealed. "Ooooh, you should see your face right now! God! If I had Curt's cock right now, I'd fuck it clear to the back of your sweet, hot pussy! Oh, you'd love it, honey! You'll love Curt's prick! It's so hard and big! I'd help him fuck you, honey! You'd come like you've never come before!"
"Ohhhhh ... please! Stop talking like that! Oh, JESUS!"
"Let me feel it!" Joan demanded hotly. She reached out and almost touched Donna's shaking pussy. She let her breath out in a shuddering sigh and shook her fingers in her own pussy even harder and faster.
"Oooooh, what a pretty little pussy you have, Donna! It's all pink and golden! Oh, Curt would love to fuck his big prick up your tight, little pussy!"
"Oh, God!" Donna moaned. She whimpered, feeling all her resistance wash away with a tide of overwhelming pass ion. Her honeyed pussyjuice seeped from her sweltering cunt hole and ran hotly over her glossy pink pussy.
Joan reached out slowly. Donna watched her hand come closer and closer. She knew what Joan's hand was going to do. She could hardly wait. She sucked her breath in and her heart hammered loudly in her breast. Her cunt throbbed and twitched and sucked with hot desire.
Joan's fingers ran lightly through her damp pussy curls. They circled around her bushy, silky mound. They slid up and down the hollows of her thighs and hips, teasing her, not quite touching her hot, throbbing pussy.
Donna's hips lifted. Her breath came in hot little gasps. She moved frantically, trying to capture Joan's fingers with her hot, wet pussy.
"That's right, honey," Joan breathed. "Give me your hot pussy, honey. Let me make it all better for you. Let me bring on your cum, honey. Make your pretty pussy blast for me!"
Donna groaned loudly. She tried to say something, but no words would come to her lips. She could feel her pink pussylips puff up and separate. They unfolded like the petals of a red rose and bared the silky, slippery hole of her pussymouth, looking like drops of dew on a perfect red rose.
Joan smiled happily. Her eyes narrowed as she gazed at Donna's pretty pink pussy. She sat up and let her long hair trail over Donna's shaking thighs. Her breath was warm on Donna's hot pussy. Donna sighed and gasped as she felt Joan's hair tickling the inside of her silky thighs.
Joan's fingertips teased and tickled. They moved quickly, caressing all around Donna's quivering pussymouth.
"Are you all ready, honey?" Joan whispered. "Are you ready for me to touch your pussy now? I'm going to fuck my finger all the way into that wet, hot pussygroove of yours. I'm going to push and pull on your little hot love-button. I know just how to make you come, honey. You're going to come hard, just for me, honey!"
"Oooooh...." Donna groaned. She felt the magic in Joan's tingly fingers. A loud moan escaped her lips. She breathed hard through her nose. Her whole body quivered and jumped and then burst into a flaming pass ion.
The tip of Joan's fingers circled around Donna's clitty and drew closer and closer. When it touched the throbbing, straining little love-button, Donna almost screamed with ecstasy. Her cunt lips puffed and tingled wildly and slippery, honeyed pussyjuice poured from her spasming cunt hole.
"Ooooh, you love it!" Joan squealed. "Your pussy loves it!"
"Aaaaaah!" Donna moaned. "Don't stop, Joan. Make me come! Make me come hard!"
Joan slid her fingers down the satiny, oiled channel between Donna's wet, hot pussy lips. She squeezed three fingers together and fucked all three of them into the hot, sucking hole of Donna's cunt , ramming them in deep and pulling them back out again with a slurping, sucking sound.
Donna's thighs opened widely. Her hips shot forward. She squeezed her hips up and thrust right back at Joan's hard, plunging fingers, making them go even deeper and harder into her sucking, hungry, pussyhole.
"Aaaagh!" she squealed. "AAAAGH!"
Her pussy sucked and squeezed tightly around the fucking trio of Joan's fingers. Her pussymouth spasmed and shuddered around them as if they were the best, hugest, fattest prick she'd ever had up her tight, hot cunt .
"Fuck me, Joan!" she squealed. "Fuck me hard!"
CHAPTER TWO
Donna came back to the present with a sharp jolt. She could feel Joan's hands on her ass , guiding Curt's hard cock to exactly the right place. Then she felt Curt's soft, big cockhead nudge right up against her puckered little shitter.
She gasped noisily. She couldn't help herself. She was excited and scared at the same time. She twisted and guided Curt's cock until it was poking right in the cleft of her sweet, virgin ass hole. She could feel the slippery shaft of his cock slide down her crack. Her ass hole felt gummy and slippery at the same time from all the vaseline on it. She made Curt's wide, slippery cockhead touch her virgin bung and she felt her little shitter mouth quiver and pucker with spasms of anticipation.
Then Curt began to push gently. She could feel her little greasy shitter stretch and then it seemed like she could stretch no farther. "Oh, it isn't going to work!" she cried. "It's too big, Curt! You'll never fit!"
Curt chuckled. "Just relax, honey," he urged,, holding her tightly around the waist. "Joan didn't think it was going to fit either, but once she got itup there, she loved it!"
"It's true, Donna," Joan chimed in. "You're going to love it! I swear you will. You just have to relax and let Curt poke it up."
Donna shuddered. She didn't see how Curt could possibly get his huge cock up her tiny little shitter, but both he and Joan seemed to think he could. She tried to relax and wiggled a little against Curt's cockhead.
"Jesus!" Curt cried. "I can feel it, Donna! Your ass hole! It's all tight and hot! It's pushing in and out! It's kissing the head of my cock! Can you feel it, honey? Feel your ass hole kiss my prick?"
Donna gasped in surprise. She could feel it! She couldn't seem to stop from doing it, either. It was like her tight, puckered ass hole had a mind of its own. She felt his cockhead nudge up hard against her shitter. Then there was a steady pressure and she felt her ass hole stretch and give a little as the very tip of his rubbery prick widened it. It was going in a little! She could feel it! But only the very tip was in. How could he ever get the rest of his huge cock in her? It just wasn't going to fit!
"Oo-ooh! Please! Curt! No! That's enough! It's going to hurt! Please, Curt! Stop! No! I don't want to! No ... No ... Oooooh!"
Curt's arms grasped her tightly around the waist. He held her in the vise of hjs arms so there was no way for her to twist away. "Just relax, honey," he urged calmly, still pushing his hard cock forward against her tight, little butt. "I'll go slow, honey ... slow and easy! See? It's going in a little more! Nice and slow!"
Pete gripped his cock tightly. He could see Donna's face contort in pain. He could see Curt's face flush and he saw his cock sink slowly, slowly, farther and farther into Donna's tight, puckered shitter. He watched Curt lean forward and stretch Donna's quivering ass cheeks apart, making it easier for him to enter her. His cock throbbed in the moonlight.
Donna moaned and twisted her ass back and forth, trying in vain to shake Curt loose. He wouldn't shake, though. There was no way that she could get away. Curt was slowly and relentlessly entering her body with his huge prick and nothing she could do would stop him!
"Ooooh! Please! Take it out, Curt! It hurts! God! Curt, stop it! Don't!" she gasped.
Pete's eyes widened and he gripped his hard prick even tighter as he watched Donna's ass hole stretch wider and wider. It didn't look as if her tiny virgin ass hole could ever take the length and width of Curt's big prick, but he was slowly sinking in her hot ass hole, out of sight!
Donna clamped her lips tightly shut. Curt was holding her so tightly that she knew it wouldn't do any good to try to twist away from his huge prick. She felt as if her whole ass hole were burning up. Her eyes watered and her whole body hurt. Her poor little shitter was one raw mass of pain.
She almost screamed for Curt to stop, but then she noticed that it didn't hurt quite as much as it had just a second before. His prick felt a little softer, a little smaller ... her ass hole must be stretching to let him in!
Donna's face took on a new expression. Her pussy spasmed and gushed in excitement. Curt's cock was beginning to feel good! She pushed her ass cheeks back against his body, forcing his cockhead in, just past the ridge.
"It's in!" she squealed. "Oh, Curt! Your cockhead is in! It's going to fit! It's really going to fit! Your whole cock is going to fit in my tight ass hole!"
Joan giggled in glee. "See?" she said, poking Herb in the ribs. "I told you she'd like it, once it was in! See? She's practically coming right now! A girl can't help coming with a big, fat cock up her ass !"
"Hey!" Curt cried. "Don't squeeze it like that! You're going to make me come before I even get it shoved all the way in your shitter! Not yet, honey! Let me fuck it all the way up first! God! What a tight, hot shitter! Jesus! You're burning up, honey!"
Donna quivered and shook with pass ion. Her ass hole sucked and drew Curt's hard cock deeper and deeper into her steamy shitter. It wanted more and more of his delicious prick stuffed right up her shit chute!
Donna felt her pussy begin to contract and every time a thrill from her pussy would pass through her body, her slippery, tight ass hole would contract too. She could feel Curt's long cock buck and throb but she couldn't stop the involuntary contractions of her pussy and ass hole. His prick felt so delicious in her tight ass hole. She loved it!
"Fuck it deeper, Curt!" she shouted. "Fuck it all the way up my ass hole! You were right! I love to be fucked in the ass ! I love it, Joan! I love it, Herb! I love ass fucking!"
"Here it comes, honey!" Curt shouted. "Here it comes, all the way up your hot ass hole! All the way in! Here it is, honey! Aaaaagh!"
Curt clenched his teeth and tightened his grip on her quivering ass cheeks. He leaned forward and rammed his cock all the way up her slippery ass hole until his legs bumped up against her firm round ass cheeks.
"Here it is, honey!" he shouted. "It's all the way in, baby! Now I'm going to fuck you with it! I'm going to fuck you with my hard, long cock right up your hot ass !"
Curt plunged in and out, stuffing her tight ass hole full and then pulling out again as fast as he could. He pounded her hard, almost pushing her forward onto the grassDonna's face was a picture of complete lust. Here eyes stared at the bush where Pete was hiding, but they didn't focus on anything. Her pretty pink tongue slipped out and touched her lips wetly. Her titties bobbed and jiggled with the force of Curt's lunges and a huge, joyous smile spread across her face.
"Ooooh, I love it!" she squealed. "Oh, Curt! I'm going to come! I'm going to come with your prick in my shitter! Oooooooh!"
Donna fucked her cunt with her hand furiously, swirling it around and around, pinching and mass aging the bloated, dripping lips that pouted down from her dripping pussy. She jammed her fingers in her pussyhole and twisted them around. She wanted to be stuffed with cock. She wanted a cock in every hole! She loved it! She loved being fucked in the ass !
She moaned beneath him. She shoved her ass hole back and forth, making him plunge even more deeply into her burning shitter. She couldn't help it! She was so excited she would have taken on all the cocks in the world!
Pete felt the cum build up in his swelling balls. He was going to have to come soon. Watching Donna and Curt ass fuck was just too much stimulation for his hard, horny prick. Oh, how he wanted to rush right in and plunge his hard cock up Donna's empty pussy! He wanted to throw Curt off and stuff his own hard prick in Donna's hot, tight shitter! He wanted to fuck ... oh, how he wanted to FUCK!
Pete felt his balls twinge and his hand moved harder and faster, pulling and pushing on his hard cock. He hoped no one would hear him if he came but he couldn't stop now. He saw Donna's face blur before his eyes and then it was happening.
"Uuuuh! Uuuuuh! Uuuuuuh!" he grunted, feeling his sperm shoot out, splashing against the ground below his feet. God! If just beating off could be this good, he could hardly wait to try ass fucking the way Curt and Donna were doing. He hastily stuffed his prick back into his pants and watched Curt and Donna eagerly. He didn't know that he had been seen!
Donna gasped and moaned. She squealed and panted. She never knew that it would feel this good. She felt stuffed. Stuffed like she had never been stuffed before. She could feel Curt's hard, male prick stuff up her ass and her eyes focused on the bushes in front of her. Then she heard the unmistakable sound of someone beating off in the bushes!
Donna peered in to the bushes and made out a shadowy form crouching there. She could see his hand moving rapidly up and down on his hard cock and she tried to make out his features. Then she heard a series of grunting noises and the unknownwatcher turned his face up to the moonlight as he came. Jesus! It was Pete McMahon! The Manager!
Donna almost shouted out in shock, but the feeling in her pussy grew so intense she could no longer ignore it! She forgot all about Pete McMahon in the bushes and concentrated on Curt's lovely, big prick filling her assShe reached down and grabbed Curt's balls, jamming her finger in his hot, tight ass hole, just like he was jamming his cock into hers.
"Oooooh! I'm coming, Curt!" she squealed. "God! I feel it! Your hot cum! It's hosing right up my tight ass hole! Oh Curt! It's pumping all the way up my ass ! Ah! Aaaaagh! I'm coming, Curt! Here I come! Here it is, Curt! AAAAAAAGH!"
Donna screamed in joy. Her pussy quivered and then turned inside out. Her ass hole spasmed and clutched Curt's cock. She squeezed her ass around his thick, throbbing prick and drank up every drop of his hot, rushing jism.
She twisted and squealed, feeling like a new woman, eager for more of this good ass fucking. And while she was moaning and squealing in bliss, Pete McMahon made his silent way back to reassure Mrs. Ellison that no prowlers were outside her window.
CHAPTER THREE
Donna and Joan were having coffee the next morning when they saw Cathy McMahon pass the window with a swift stride. Both women watched her hurry toward apartment 5-B as if the devil were chasing her.
Donna gave a short laugh. "Wonder where old prune-whip is going so fast?" she mused. "Bet she didn't get any last night! Her old man blew it all watching our little scene!"
"What?" Joan gasped. "What do you mean, Donna?"
Donna giggled. "I almost forgot to tell you," she squealed. "I got so horny with Curt fucking my ass hole that I forgot all about seeing Pete beating off in the bushes watching us last night. He's really a weirdo. Can you imagine squatting in the bushes, beating off and not even trying to join the party? What a straight creep! No wonder Cathy always looks like she's eaten a dish of stewed prunes for breakfast! She'd probably appreciate a good fucking from a big, thick cock!"
"Well, she might be going to get a good fucking right now," Joan commented thoughtfully. Shelicked her lips noisily. "I wouldn't mind getting a little of that new guy in 5-B myself! He's a real doll! Do you think she's going over there to fuck him?"
"Well, I wouldn't blame her!" Donna groaned, thinking about Pete's crouched form in the bushes. "Her husband's a real dud, as far as I'm concerned!"
Both Donna and Joan sat quietly for a moment. Then Joan's eyes lit up like neon lights and she grabbed Donna's arm excitedly. "Let's turn them into swingers!" she squealed eagerly.
"Them? You mean Pete and Cathy?"
"Sure. Why not? Between the two of us we ought to be able to convince her that swinging is fun. Then she can help us work on Pete. How could he resist three sexy women?"
"You've got to be kidding!" Donna groaned. "You're talking about converting prune-whip and proper Pete to our kind of people? That sounds like a pretty big job to me! Are you sure we can do it?"
"I know we can, if Cathy will cooperate a little," Joan assured her. "I've got a hunch that Miss Prune-whip isn't quite as proper as she pretends to be! I think I'll check into her past a little. I've got a cousin who went to school with her. I'll give him a call and find out what she was like in high school."
A couple of minutes later, Joan came back from the telephone wiping tears of laughter out of her eyes. "Johnny says our little Miss Prune-whip was the hottest piece of pussy in Stan field High," she giggled. "She only turned straight when she married Pete McMahon. She's really as much of a swinger as we are!"
"Shit!" Donna gasped, starting to giggle. "And I thought she was really straight! What a blast! Let's go confront her with her past and see what she says."
"Why not?" Joan chuckled. "Let's take a little stroll over to 5-B and see what we can see through the windows. We might have even more to confront her with, if we do a little peeking first. I'll bet you ten bucks that' she's fucking Stan Green right now!"
"If she's fucking Stan Green, I'm going to break right in and join them!" Donna promised. "I've had my eye on Stan ever since he moved in. He really looks like he knows what to do with a girl's pussy, doesn't he?"
"Donna!" Joan giggled, trying to look shocked but not succeeding very well. "Just to listen to you, you'd think you had nothing on your mind except for cock!"
"What else is there?" Donna answered poking her tongue out at Joan.
"Well, there's always nice hot pussy when there's no cock around," Joan chuckled, giving Donna a sly, sexy wink. "I can think of several times you've enjoyed that almost as much as a nice fat cock."
Donna giggled. "Why Joan!" she exclaimed, reaching out to pinch Joan's hard, winking nipple, poking out beneath her halter top. "I do believe you're horny! I thought you'd had enough sex for a year after Herb gave it to you three times last night! I'm really surprised! Don't tell me that you're hungry for a little woman-love today?"
"I'm always ready for a little pussy-lapping," Joan admitted, smiling lewdly. "Let's go see if we can persuade little Miss Prune-whip to join us in some woman games!"
"Sounds like a good idea," Donna replied, standing up and stretching lazily. "Then if we catch her fucking with Stan Green, we can have some of his nice, fat cock too! This might be a really good-morning after all!"
Cathy McMahon was fuming mad. She didn't even see Joan and Donna watching her from Joan's window. All she could think about was getting back at Pete for the way he had insulted her last night.
She had really thought that Pete was going to fuck her properly until the phone rang and that snoopy Mrs. Ellison had insisted he come over and check for prowlers. Then it had taken Pete three hours to come home and when she had reached out for his cock to try to get him hard so they could fuck, he had pushed her away and said he was too tired to play games. Cathy had almost cried in frustrated rage! Pete wasn't a man at all! She finally managed to get to sleep and vowed that she would make a little trip to 5-B and get her poor ignored pussy a little attention!
Cathy's steps hadn't faltered once on her way to 5-B. She didn't really know what she'd do once she got there, but she was convinced that she would get Stan Green to fuck her even if she had to rape him to make him do it!
Cathy's hand trembled as she raised it to knock at Stan's door. She almost chickened out and went running back to her own apartment, but at the last second, she remembered her anger at Pete and the overwhelming ache in her lonely, empty pussy. Sheraised her hand with a firm gesture and knocked loudly.
"Yeah! Who's there?" a deep male voice answered.
"It ... it ... it's me ... the manager ... Cathy McMahon," Cathy answered, stammering and blushing in confusion. She was beginning to feel a little nervous about this whole thing. Her mind whirled. What was she going to say to him? What excuse should she give for knocking on his door? What if he really wasn't interested in her? What if the fire she had seen in his eyes had only been in her own imagination? Suddenly the door opened and Stan Green stood there with a towel around his waist. He smiled broadly and opened the door wider.
"Well! What a surprise! Come on in, little Miss Manager! What can I do for you, or did you come to check the plumbing?"
Stan had a very knowing grin on his face. His eyes looked right through Cathy and she was sure that he could read her mind. He looked like he knew exactly why she had knocked on his door!
"I ... I ... I just wanted to see how you liked the apartment. I mean ... Ooo-ooh!" Cathy's voice trailed off in a groan. She couldn't face his level gaze. She felt as flustered as a schoolgirl trying to get the captain of the football squad to notice her. She dropped her head and blushed to the roots of her shining blonde hair.
"Come on in, Cathy," Stan commanded, "and for God's sakes, don't look so damn embarrass ed! I know why you came over and it's not your fault at all!"
"You ... you ... you do?" Cathy gasped,blushing even deeper.
"Yeah, and I just want to tell you that it won't happen again. I just don't know what got into me! I usually don't do things like that. I guess I was just in a weird mood or something, but I'll be more careful in the future, you can bet on it!"
"What ... what are you talking about?" Cathy wailed. "I don't know what you mean!"
"You mean you didn't come over here to tell me to pull my shades?" Stan asked, his mouth dropping open wide.
"No!" Cathy answered. She looked puzzled. "I don't understand."
"Oh, shit!" Stan whooped, starting to laugh. "I thought for sure that Donna Thompson had complained because I left my shades up while I was dressing last night! Jesus Christ! Guess I put my foot in my mouth this time! I saw her looking at me and I just decided to see what would happen if I didn't pull the shades. She certainly got an eyeful!"
Stan's big laugh boomed out. He laughed so hard that his face turned red and sweat ran off his forehead. Then suddenly he sobered, and gave Cathy a strange, intense glance.
"Alright! If you're not over here because of a complaint, just why did you come knocking at my door, little Miss Manager? What did you want from me?"
"I ... I ... Oooooooh!" Cathy wailed. She couldn't meet Stan's gaze. This whole thing was turning out wrong. This wasn't the way she had planned it at all! It was just too embarrass ing for words!
She rose to her feet and turned blindly towardthe door. Her hand had already closed around the doorknob when she felt strong aims around her waist.
"Hey! Hey! Not so fast, honey! I still don't know why you came over here this morning and you're not going to leave until I know the reason for your little visit! Now tell me ... what did you want?"
Stan's arms tightened around her and Cathy felt a little afraid. Stan was awfully big, and she certainly didn't want to make him mad. No telling what he might do. She sighed in resignation. She guessed the only thing to do was to tell him the truth. She might as well get it over with. She took a deep breath.
"I ... I wanted you to fuck me!" she said in a weak voice. "I never would have had the nerve, but when you filled out your papers, you looked like you wanted to fuck me and ... I was mad at Pete and ... well ... I just wanted you to ... that's all!"
Tears sprang up in Cathy's eyes. They made her little heart-shaped face look almost luminous and Stan felt his heart pounding in his chest. Poor kid! She really looked embarrass ed and it really was flattering. Here she'd come all the way over here and knocked at his door, hoping that he would give her a little tumble. Jesus! That was really sweet! He reached up and wiped the tears from her eyes.
"Well, you don't have to cry about it, for God's sakes!" he sputtered. "Come here! Sit down! Jesus Christ! Why didn't you say so in the first place, anyway? I'd love to fuck you, Cathy! I've had the hots for you ever since the first time I saw you!
You've got the cutest little bod I've ever seen!What's the matter? Isn't that husband of yours giving you what you need?"
Cathy began to feel better. It was going to be alright, after all. She managed to smile up at him. "I can't help it, Stan! I need to be fucked by somebody who knows what he's doing! I need my pussy licked and sucked! I need to be fucked by a MAN!"
Stan grinned and reached out to pinch one soft, quivering tittie. He could feel his cock harden under the towel he wore. He reached down and loosened the towel and tossed it aside. "See what I've got for you?" he chuckled, holding out his stiff, hard cock.
Cathy gasped in shock. Stan had the biggest prick she had ever seen! All the while she had fucked her way through high school, she had never seen a cock as big as Stan's. It was so long and hard! The knob was red and swollen and there was a gleaming drop of cream nestled on the wide cocktip.
"Oh, God!" she breathed. "Your ... your cock! It's so big! I've never seen anything like it! It's beautiful! I want it, Stan! I want it buried in my tight little pussy!"
Stan chuckled. "Don't worry, honey, you're gonna get it." He lifted her in his arms effortlessly and moved toward the bedroom. His cock rubbed up against her smooth legs and he felt like his balls were ready to burst. It was really a turn-on having Cathy come right out and ask for a good fucking! His cock throbbed and pulsed just thinking about it!
Cathy felt a tingling in her hot pussy. She wiggled and snuggled in Stan's strong arms, pressing her pussy right up against his arm. It felt so good to rub it up against him. She wished that she didn't have any clothes on at all. That would feel even better!
As soon as Stan lowered her to the bed she threw off her clothes. She could hardly wait to feel his hard, stiff cock against her naked body. She spread her pussy with her hands and ran the tip of her hot pink tongue over her lips. She looked up at him and smiled invitingly.
Stan swallowed hard. She certainly was a sexy little piece! He could see her cunt lips bloat and spread apart. Her pink pussy quivered with hot bursts of pass ion. Her titties and tummy were incredibly silky and smooth. The fine, white skin glistened in the morning sun. She looked warm and smooth and soft and incredibly sexy. Stan felt his thick, hard cock give him a mighty pulse and he fought to keep from jumping on top of her and sinking his hard cock in her hot pussy without any preliminaries at all.
Then he couldn't help it any longer. He had to feel her silky, hot body against his. He let her pull him down on the bed and felt the silky warmth of her titties and belly. She kept her ass cheeks in motion, making her pussymound rub against the underside of his pulsing cock.
"Oh, God!" he stammered. "Jesus! You're so hot! You feel like you're burning up! Baby! You sure want to be fucked, don't you?"
"Oh, yes! Stan! Yes! I want to be fucked by your big cock! I want your fat prick in my hot pussy!"
She gasped heatedly. She put her arms around his neck, twining them and holding him down fast. She pressed her slim, firm body against him, making the space between them disappear. He felt the gap of her silky, slippery pussy slide upward along the bottom of his cockshaft and nestle there, a hot pulsing glove of burning pass ion.
Stan groaned. Cathy was so hot. He felt like he was ready to blow his load right then and there. He forced himself to calm down and not give in to the demands of his throbbing and pulsing cock. He was determined to give little Cathy the fucking she deserved.
He sucked in his breath and held it. He could feel the hot meaty glans of his cock center right down over her pussyhole, filling her silky cunt slit. Just a little nudge and he would be buried in her smoldering, silky cunt .
"Oooooh! Give it to me, Stan! Fill me up with your hard cock! Fuck me, Stan. Fuck me the way I've never been fucked before!"
Cathy was almost out of her mind with pass ion. Hot slippery pussycream seeped from her cunt tunnel. It coated her pink tissues. It bathed the spongy head of his cock. He felt her wet, hot pussy quiver with excitement and her puffy, soft pussylips surrounded the very tip of his pulsing hard cock.
"Oh! You're right there! Oh, Stan. Sink it into my pussymouth, Stan darling! Fuck me hard! Poke your hard cock in my pussy and fuck me! Please, Stan! Fuck me good!"
Stan reached down and spread her knees apart. Then he lifted her legs and looked into her open, sweltering pussy.
"Stan? What are you doing, Stan?" she gasped, watching him with startled eyes. "Ooooooh!"
Cathy was terribly embarrass ed. No one had ever gazed with open-mouthed fascination at her pussy before. Pete wouldn't allow the light on when they fucked and none of heir other lovers had ever fucked her anywhere but in a parked car or on a blanket in the darkness. She began to feel shy and she tried to reach down and cover her hot pussy with her hands.
"Oh, don't!" she squealed, feeling embarrassment and shyness well up in her. "Please! Stan! Don't!"
Stan raised his eyes to her face and smiled .at her embarrassment. "Hey! Don't get all shy," he advised. "You've got the prettiest pussy I've ever seen. It's all nice and pink and glistening. You've got nothing to be embarrass ed about. If you've got a pretty pussy like yours, you should be proud to show it off. You shouldn't be hiding it, honey!"
"Oh, Stan...." Cathy blurted out. She was flattered in spite of her embarrassment. "You're just saying that to make me feel better, aren't you?"
"No! No, I'm not, Cathy. I'll tell you what! I'll show you how pretty I think your pussy is. Just watch and I'll show you how good your pretty pussy makes me feel. I'll show you what I want to do when I see a pussy as pretty as yours!"
Stan lowered his face between her open thighs. He gasped again and again. Her pussy and cleft were so pretty, he just couldn't believe it. Her cunt lips were such a delicate pink and the pussycream clung to the beautiful pink folds like dew on a lovely rose. He stared openmouthed at her charms. He could see her little clit, peeking out beneath the lovely hot pink folds of her pussymouth and the pulsing, contracting ring of her cunt hole. She was so beautiful she took his breath away.
Stan breathed through his nostrils. He bathed her whole pussycleft with his hot, moist breath and watched her shudder in response.
"Oooh, Stan!" she gasped, her hips twitching, her thighs trembling. Her ass cheeks quivered and shook beneath his gaze. "What are you going to do, Stan? Why are you staring at me? Does it make you hot to look at me, Stan? Do you like to stare at my pussy? I can feel you breathing all over my pussy! Oh, Stan! Breathe harder, Stan! It feels so good! Like a soft, warm breeze, right on my hot pussy! Oooooooh!"
Stan opened his mouth. He licked his lips with the tip of his trembling tongue. He knew what he wanted to do and he could hardly wait to hear Cathy squeal and scream in pass ion. He breathed in deeply. He could smell the musky, heady aroma of her hot. pink pussy. It was like the finest perfume to his nostrils. He loved the exciting woman smell of her aroused cuntIt smelled like all the women he had ever known and yet the scent was uniquely hers. It made his hard cock twitch and buck, aching to drive into her pussyhole and fill her with cum.
Stan could hear the excited uneven gasps she made as she lay there waiting for his move. Then he groaned and closed his eyes. He could see the imprint of her pussy under his eyelids, indelibly burned into his memory. He dove forward the last inch.
Stan's lips spread over her whole pussy. His mouth opened wide, and his tongue fluttered forward. Sweet, tasty pussy honey flooded over his tongue. He slurped noisily, savoring her flavor and then drank deeply. It was the most wonderful drink he had ever tasted.
His tongue slithered over her pink tissues, mass aging the puffy pussylips, probing into the sweet, secret folds of her inner pussy. He made his tongue hard and flat and pressed it against her trembling pussymouth, circling the whole pussy with his lips. He sucked and slurped. He tasted and drank. He gobbled and chewed and poked in every tiny part of her hot, creamy pussy.
"Ooooooh! Oh, God! Oh, God! You're eating my pussy, Stan! Oh, I love having my pussy eaten! Oh, Stan! Eat me all up! Bit me! Suck me! Fuck your tongue into me! Ooooooooh!"
Stan's cock pulsed then throbbed. "Oh, Cathy!" he breathed. "What a wonderful pussy! You've got the best pussy I've ever tasted! It's so sweet, so delicious! God! So good!"
Cathy gasped. She looked up between her titties at him and stared. She had her quivering titties in her own hands and she was cupping them, squeezing and rolling her thumbs over her hard, pointy nipples. She was making her nipples stick up like little marble, bright red and pointing sharply.
Stan grinned. Little Cathy certainly wasn't shy now! He stared into her swimming pussy again. She was flooding with creamy, pearly, cunt juice. Her pussy was fluttering and trembling. It was shaking all over and pulsing with pass ion. He could see her pink pussymouth suck in and out, waiting for his hard, long prick to fill her hot depths.
He dropped his face into her moist pussy again. He licked all over the smooth, pink expanse of her cunt , heading lower and lower, right toward her puckered little pink ass hole. He was aiming his tongue lower and lower. He knew what he wanted to do!
Cathy kept moving her hips. She tried to keep his tongue in her hot pussy. She didn't realize where his hot, moist tongue was really aiming. She squirmed lower and lower on the bed, trying to keep his tongue in her pussy until Stan finally reached out and grabbed her hips with his hands, holding her to the bed firmly so she couldn't move away anymore.
Now he didn't hesitate. He made his tongue travel lower and lower until it circled the pulsing mouth of her tiny, pink ass hole, rimming it firmly. Then he thrust it deeply inside.
"Aaaagh!" she squealed. "Stan! What are you doing? Oh, my God! Stan! My ass hole! You're licking my little bung! You're fucking it with your warm, wet tongue! Ooooooooh! I love it, Stan! It's better than a tongue in my pussyhole! Oh, God! It's wonderful, Stan! It's wonderful!"
Stan sighed in pleasure. He loved her soft, rubbery, slippery, trembling, wonderfully-sexy ass hole. It squeezed tightly around his tongue. It sucked. It pulled his tongue deeper, and he loved it! He swirled the tip of his tongue in her little shitter like a corkscrew, feeling her jumping and trembling beneath him.
"Oh, God Stan! I'm going to come! Oh, God! Here it is, Stan! Here's my come!"
She clutched the back of his head. Her arms pressed in against the sides of her full titties and made-hem point high in the air. Her breath came in ragged, tortured gasps.
Her ass cheeks convulsed wildly. They clenched, squeezing together. They clamped tightly around his face, pulling him down even deeper into her steamy shitter. Her ass hole sucked and spasmed around his probing, fucking tongue.
His nose was touching her creaming, flowing pussy and her honey was bathing his-whole face in sweet wetness. He felt like he was drowning in the sweet river of her pussyjuice and he loved it. He swallowed and inhaled happily, relishing the scent and taste of her pussy.
Stan felt her jerk suddenly. Her whole sweet body convulsed with a mighty jolt of pass ion and he felt the force of her sweet, powerful orgasm. He pumped his tongue in and out of her ass hole, fucking her deeply with it, knowing that she loved every moment of his probing in her sweet little shitter.
Cathy squealed with the intense orgasm. She couldn't help it! She screamed and wailed. She felt a wonderful warmth shoot all through her tummy and thighs and ass cheeks, clear up into her belly and up to her titties. She felt like her whole body was seared with a wonderful fire, burning away all her frustrations and anger. It was glorious! It was the best come she had ever had!
She could feel her titties heave and swell on her chest. They throbbed and pulsed, almost as if they had a life of their own. They quivered and rolled and puffed up to twice their normal size. They felt like they were ready to explode with joy.
Cathy hadn't ever felt fucking like this before. She couldn't seem to stop coming. Her whole body trembled and twitched, and her little clit stretchedfrom the top of her pussy cleft and throbbed. It demanded attention too. It wanted something to press up against. It wanted Stan's hard cock to bump and grind against.
"Ooooh! Stan! Fuck me now! Give me your long, hard prick now! I'm ready for your cock, Stan! Fill me up with prick! Fuck me, Stan! Now!"
Cathy moaned and sighed and squealed. She knew that she would die of frustration if Stan didn't poke his big, hard cock in her hot pussy and spurt his hot sperm into her. She loved his tongue in her ass hole but now she needed something more. She needed something hard and hot and wonderful. She needed his long, hard cock in her pussy!
Stan got up on his hands and knees. He wiped the cunt cream off his nose and chin. He smiled at her broadly and licked his glistening lips. "You really came hard, didn't you, Cathy?" he asked.
"Oh, yes!" Cathy breathed, flashing a smile back. "It was so wonderful, Stan. But now I need your cock! I need it in my pussy, Stan! Will you give me cock, Stan? Will you fuck it deep in my hot pussy?"
She flexed her thighs around his neck. The backs of her knees were still over his shoulders. She moved her hands from the back of his head and brought them to her open pussy. She used her fingertips to pull her hot, puffy pussylips apart as wide open as they would go. She arched her pelvis upward and hunched her ass cheeks together to raise her up even farther.
"Oh please, Stan!" she begged. "Please give me your cock now! I'm so hot for your big, hard prick! I need it, Stan! I need it bad!"
She gasped and moaned, swiveling her hips back and forth, trying to capture his hard, hot prick with her puffy pink pussylips. She hunched up and aimed for his big, swollen cockhead.
Stan held still for a moment. He wanted to see her beg for his cock. He wanted to see just how hot he could get her before she went cock crazy and screamed for it.
She looked up between her throbbing titties. She could see all the way down her glistening body past her shining blonde beaver. She could see her puffy pussylips sticking out, swelled to twice their normal size. They looked like the petals of a rose, ready to burst into bloom. She could see the bump of her hot clitty, poking straight up and begging to be touched by the hardness of Stan's body, by the root of his big, thick prick.
Cathy watched Stan's eyes grow fiery with pass ion. She saw that he was almost at the breaking point. He would have to sink his rigid cock in her sweet pussy soon. He wouldn't be able to stand it much longer without squirting his load of hot cockcream somewhere. She could tell by the way his hard prick was bucking and pulsing, that he was close to exploding, too.
Stan ran his tongue over his lips again. He looked down at Cathy's lovely body. He stared at her creaming, hot pussy and his cock gave a mighty thrust and throb.
Cathy saw a drop of cockcream leak from the swollen hole of his huge red cockhead. It fell down to the bed, close to her hip. She reached out and dipped her finger in the hot stickiness of his cum.
Then she brought her finger to her lips and sucked like she was sucking on a pop sickle. He tasted good! Salty and musky at the same time! He tasted powerful and strong like some kind of magic potion. She loved it! His cockcream was wonderful. Sometime she would suck it all out of his throbbing, bucking cockshaft and let him spurt it down her eager throat. Right now, though, she wanted it in her hungry pussy. She wanted cock in her pussy and she couldn't wait much longer!
Stan moved up over her and poised, ready for his plunge into her hot, open pussy. She saw him trembling above her and she sucked in her breath and shook all over. Her butt rolled up from the bed and tried to meet the tip of his rigid prick.
Cathy had never felt this way in her whole life. She felt like she was split wide open. She felt naked and helpless and exposed to anything he might want to do and she loved the feeling. She was his, all his, for whatever pleasure he wanted.
Stan pressed down on her legs, mashing them against the quivering mounds of her titties. His body rested against the backs of her thighs and he was ready for that first lunge into her burning pussy.
Cathy could feel her ass hole quiver and shake in pass ion. The memory of his tongue was still in her throbbing little shitter. She wished he could fuck her both places at once. It would be good to have his tongue up her hot, pink shitter and his hard cock in her pussy at the same time. She held her breath and felt her pussy spasm, just thinking about it. "Do it!" she cried, heatedly. "Do it, Stan! Ram your hard cock in me! Fuck me, Stan! Do it!"
"Ooooooh!" Stan answered. "Here it comes, honey! Here comes my hot, hard prick to fill up your fiery pussy. Here it is, honey! Here's my cock, just for you!"
"Fuck it in, Stan! Fuck it in!" Cathy yelled. She moaned and tossed her head in agony. "Please, please, PLEASE!"
Stan came forward, entering her so slowly that she thought she would die waiting for his cock to fill her burning pussy. "Aaaaah! Now it's coming in! I can feel it! It's sliding into me! There! There! Harder, Stan! Harder ... Oooooh ... Hot! You're prick's so hot ... ooooooooh! You're pressing against my hot clitty! Oh, Stan ... Ahhhhhhhh! Oh, Stan ... I'm going to come again!"
Cathy threw her arms around his back and hugged him tightly, lifting up against his body eagerly. Her ass cheeks swung slowly back and forth, not touching the mattress. She could feel the soft, hot wetness of his cockhead mass age all over the silky pinkness of her hot pussy.
Cathy shuddered with another spasm of orgasm. Her cunt mouth quivered and sucked wildly. "FUCK ME!" she screamed, not caring that someone might hear. The only thing she cared about was being fucked by Stan's hard, thick cock and she didn't care who knew it!
Stan reached the breaking point. He couldn't hold back any longer. His cockhead nestled up in the opening of her pussymouth. The heat of it, the quivering slipperiness of her tight trembling pussymuscles were just too much for him to take. Her spasming cunt made him gasp harshly and thrust forward with all his might.
"Oh!" Cathy gasped. "AAAAGH!"
Cathy screeched. She screamed. She squealed indelight. She felt the hotness of his cockhead butt right up against her womb, battering her with its quivering tip. She felt him stuff her, filling her completely. She felt her hot pussy gush and flow with hot pussyjuices in appreciation of his long, hard prick. She shuddered wildly from head to toe and felt the spasms take over her whole body again.
"Oh, God! It's so good, Stan! You're fucking me so good! Ram me hard, honey! Hose it up me hard! Ram it all the way to the back of my pussy! Ohhhhhh! It's wonderful!"
Cathy couldn't stop coming. The waves of pleasure just got bigger and bigger, longer and longer. She felt her whole pussytunnel suck and squeeze around his cock, trying to eat him alive. She had a prick now and she wanted to keep it forever. She wanted to feel that wonderful, lovely, hard cock in her pussy forever and ever!
Cathy had never been so happy in her life! It was the most wonderful feeling in the whole world. It was that well-fucked, stuffed feeling that a hard, hot prick gave. It was the pulsing, the hot pounding, the spurting of boiling sperm against her womb that she loved! She couldn't live without cock, ever again! Now that she knew that, she would never get along without it again! Pete could put out or she would get it from somewhere else. She wouldn't ever live without fucking again!
Cathy felt a wave of delirious happiness. Stan's prick was going wild inside her hot pussy. The sudden flood of his hot, boiling sperm against her womb was pure joy. "Ooooooh!" she squealed happily. She clung to him with her legs, wrapping them tightly around his body. "Oooooooh, Stan! I love your prick!"
Stan groaned. He pressed his hips tightly into her saddle and pumped furiously. His cock bucked and throbbed and spurted wildly into her hot steaming pussy. His balls swelled up and jumped against her sweet, white ass cheeks. She was sweet and she was hot! He loved fucking Cathy!
Cathy threw her head back wildly. She stared up at the ceiling and opened her mouth wide. "I love fucking!" she shouted wildly.
Joan Trotter and Donna Thompson watched with horny expressions. It was almost as if Stan had left his curtains open on purpose just for them to see. Joan reached out and grabbed Donna's arm. "Did you hear that?" she asked. "I think little Miss Prune-whip is a swinger and she just doesn't know it yet!"
"Let's help her find it out!" Donna giggled. "Little Miss Prune-whip may have the wildest pussy of us all!"
CHAPTER FOUR
"I know he's home," Donna hissed, grinned at Joan. "I saw him unlock his apartment a couple of hours ago. I've been messing around in my bedroom for the last couple of minutes or so and he's been watching me through the window. I'm sure he saw you come in, but let's make sure. Go ahead and move close to the window and loosen that blouse of yours. Stick out one of your great big titties. Then I'll come over and suck on it. That ought to make him watch!"
Joan laughed happily. "This is the neatest plan I've ever heard for seducing your next-door neighbor," she laughed. "It's a lot of trouble, though. Why don't you just go on over there like Cathy did and ask him to fuck you?"
"Shit no!" Donna sputtered. "That's just not my style! It's too easy!" She chuckled. "Besides, this way I get to have you at the same time, and three's a lot more fun than two!"
Joan giggled sexily. Then she walked over to the window and started to unbutton her blouse. She opened the window a crack. "Let's take a shower first, honey," she said loudly, poking her titties out at Donna. She cupped them in her hands and thrust them out lewdly. "I want to be nice and clean so you can lick and suck my sweet pussy!"
Donna clamped a hand over her mouth to keep from laughing right out loud. She hadn't even thought of opening the window so Stan could hear a little bit of their sexy conversation. Joan was really on the ball this time!
"That sounds like fun!" she replied, stifling her laughter: "Do you think anyone will see if we leave the window open? It's so damn hot in here!"
"Who lives next door, honey?" Joan asked, turning to look at Stan's window and noticing that the curtain in his apartment moved shut quickly.
"That new, marvelous-looking man, Stan Green," Donna replied loudly. "To tell you the truth, I really wouldn't care if he was watching. It might make it even sexier to know that he was getting all hot and bothered over there, watching us. I hope he is watching! I'd love to make his long cock all hard and horny!"
Joan giggled. "Well, let's hurry with our shower and then we'll come back and play games on the bed right here," she suggested. "That way if Stan Green is home, he can watch us all he wants!"
"Great!" Donna shouted, running for the bathroom. "Hurry up! I can hardly wait to lick and suck your pussy, honey!"
Stan Green chuckled and patted his already-stiff cock. He wondered if those two sexy girls were really kidding about putting on a show for him or not. He grinned and laid back on the bed. Well, he had a couple of minutes to waste. He guessed it wouldn't hurt to stick around the bedroom and see if they were kidding or not. If they were serious, and were really going to put on a little show for him, he sure wasn't going to miss it! He had all the patience in the world when he thought his cock was going to get something out of it!
As he watched he saw the bathroom shad go up. Then he saw a sight that made his eyes widen and his mouth water. Donna was wrapped in a huge fluffy towel and she walked into the bedroom, heading straight for the big dresser with the mirror over it. He caught his breath in delight. Donna had the most beautiful legs he had ever seen! All thoughts of going out were swept instantly out of his mind. He leaned back against a pillow and feasted his eyes on her lovely body, hoping that her towel would soon slip off to reveal the rest of her lush curves.
Stan could feel his cock throb and pulse in his pants. He pressed one hand to his crotch and reached over and opened the window even wider with his other hand. He was ready for a sexy little afternoon show!
Donna twirled around in the center of the room. She loosened the towel and held it in front of her lovely body. The she let it drop to the floor in a heap!
Donna had the most perfect ass he had ever seen! The twin creamy mounds of flesh quivered and glistened as she moved toward the front of the dresser. They were rounded and shimmering like two bright pillows, quivering and throbbing just for him!
Stan felt his cock jerk and then harden even more as he thought about burying his face in the soft cleft between her two quivering, ass cheeks.
She certainly was a sexy little piece! He bet that if he knocked on her door with his hard cock in his hand, she would be more than happy to take care of it for him!
Donna stopped for a moment, posing before the mirror, examining her figure closely. She turned to the side and stretched, forcing her enormous titties to quiver and shimmer with the motion. Then she lifted her tits with both hands, cupping them tightly and squeezing so that her rock-hard nipples stood out and winked at her in the mirror.
Stan watched in delight. Donna should have been a stripper, she was so sexy! He was sure that she could turn on any man with her lush curves and those fantastic titties of hers! They shimmered like ripe melons on her chest, poking straight out, firm and rounded. Stan could see her pointed, pebble-stiff nipples balancing at the top of her creamy globes, winking and throbbing with desire.
Donna smiled at her reflection in the mirror, obviously pleased with it and Stan couldn't help but agree. Donna had a lovely, lush-looking body and she certainly had the ability to turn him on! His lusty cock had grown huge, just watching her pose before the mirror. It throbbed and jumped against the tight material of his pants. He thought of what it would be like to run his fingers over her smooth, quivering titties and tweak the pointed rosebud of her hard, pink nipple. He almost creamed his pants, he was so horny!
Donna gasped. The sight of her own creamy soft titties was turning her on too! She knew that Joan was watching from the doorway and she felt her pussy cream and twitch in excitement. She felt the excitement of having two horny pairs of eyes on her every movement. It was almost like she was on a stage and she loved every sexy moment of it!
Stan began to pant with excitement as he watched Donna's nipples harden still farther, her slim fingers closing tightly around them, squeezing and pinching in delight. She opened her mouth and faced the window, running her tongue over her hot, wide lips, gazing straight at the spot where Stan's eyes would be. She jiggled and pulled at the nipples on her horny titties and breathed in and out rapidly.
"Oooooh!" she moaned in a husky, sexy voice. "Ooooooh, God! I wish I had a nice hard cock to suck! Ohhhhh! I hope Stan is watching me! I'm going to play with my pussy and come just for him!"
Donna let one hand trail lazily down her smooth, satiny body, and pull gently at her curly bush of her fuzzy beaver. She breathed hard, making her titties shiver and shake. She parted her silky, curly cunt hairs and dipped her fingers inside her hot honeypot, bringing them back to her mouth slowly. She looked at her creamy fingers for a moment and smiled. The she looked straight out the window and into Stan Green's eyes again. "I want to see how my pussy tastes. I want to know how it would be for Stan if he stuck his hot tongue in my pussy and slurped up my cunt juice!"
She brought her fingers closer and closer to her ripe, full lips and opened them wide, sticking her creamy fingers inside her hot mouth. She smacked her lips around her fingers, tasting her pussyjuice, smiling and licking her lips in lusty delight.
"Oooooh! My pussy tastes good, Stan! You'd love to eat my hot pussy cream! It tastes hot and creamy arid delicious! It tastes like pearly honey! It's sweet and musky and good, Stan! I wish you were here to lick and suck my pretty pussy! See how hot I am for you? See all that good pussyjuice waiting for your tongue and lips to lick and suck?"
Stan trembled from head to toe. He couldn't believe that his ears were hearing Donna right. She was turning him on so much that his cock threatened to split out the seam of his pants. It was bucking and jerking like it had never done before, and he felt like he was going to explode with the gallons of cockcream that were building up in his throbbing balls.
He tried to watch both of Donna's hands at once. Her right hand was dipping and fondling in her creamy pink pussy, caressing her long clit eagerly. Her left hand was still pinching and squeezing her heaving titties, pulling and tweaking in a wild frenzy.
Stan's eyes traveled back and forth, catching a little of the action of her right hand in her pussy and then switching to her left, not willing to miss even a tiny bit of this exciting scene. He had never seen a woman play with her pussy in quite this open, sexy way before, and no one had ever put on a show for him like Donna was doing. His hard cock jerked and bucked in excitement, begging to be set free to fuck!
Donna stopped for a moment and opened the drawer in her dresser. Then she fumbled eagerly inside, very much in a hurry to find whatever it was she was looking for.
Stan caught his breath in pleased surprise as he recognized the object she pulled from the drawer. It was a vibrator! The kind they advertised in magazines as facial massagers!
This particular vibrator wasn't exactly like the ones he had seen in the magazines though. It was a huge one, bright pink in color, and fully eight inches long. No one could miss her intentions as she stroked the vibrator lovingly in her hands!
Donna gave another smoldering look at Stan's window and turned the vibrator on. It jiggled and jerked in her hand. Then, as he watched, she carried the huge pink vibrator over to the bed and opened a jar of vaseline she had sitting beside the bed. She ran the twisting and twirling vibrator over the tip of one perfect tittie and then the other, her nipples hardening.
Stan moaned. He couldn't help it. Just the sight of that huge pink vibrator had made his cock almost explode. He kept wishing that he could replace that vibrator with his own hard cock. He knew that he could do a better job of fucking her than a cold plastic prick!
Donna trailed the machine down her body, running lightly over her navel and down to the beginning of her thick, silky beaver. She reached down and dipped her finger in the vaseline, coating the whirring vibrator with the greasy cream, and parted her pussylips with one hand while she brought the huge vibrator nearer and nearer to her quivering cunt mouth.
Stan could see the vaseline melting with the heat of her body and it ran in greasy streaks down through her pussyhair. It seeped down through her curly pussyhair and coated the crimson lips of her pulsing cunt. He saw the grease slide lower and lower until it seeped down into her pussyhole and ran in a stream down to her tiny pink puckered ass hole.
Stan had never, in his whole life, seen anything like he had seen in the past twenty-four hours. First Cathy McMahon had knocked at his door and begged for his hard cock and now Donna Thompson was putting on a private little show for him, right outside his window! He began to be very thankful that he had moved to this particular apartment complex!
Stan reached down and fondled his hard, aching cock. He groaned in misery. He wanted to take the place of that silly vibrator! He wanted to be the one playing with and caressing Donna's shimmering, throbbing pussy!
Stan began to pant. He unzipped his pants and his hard, pulsing cock sprang out into his waiting hand. He palmed its soft head and let out an anguished moan as Donna guided the tip of the long pink vibrator right into her glistening and creaming pussyhole.
Donna held the dildo suspended over the mouth of her pussy and gave a thrust with her wrist that wedged the pink vibrator right up inside her creaming cunt. She pushed it out of sight with her plunging hand. Then she covered her pussyhole with one hand while she continued to run the other over her smooth, pulsing cunt .
Stan pictured that huge pink vibrator, whirring and swirling away inside her tiny pink pussy and he could hardly stand it! His hard cock gave a lunge upward and he began pumping his cockshaft, grasping it firmly in his fist. He pumped frantically up and down, harder and harder. He pulled and pushed his huge prickshaft, imagining that he was buried deeply in Donna's hot, steaming pussyhole.
Donna pulled and tugged at her clit, squeezing and rubbing with frenzied skill. She moaned loudly. Her mouth was open and little sighs and squeals of pass ion escaped her lips and carried on the still warm air, straight to Stan's ears, making him hornier still.
Donna's head was hanging back and she had a glazed expression in her eyes. The hand she had over her pussyhole was pushing down hard, not letting the delightful vibrator escape for even one instant as she pulled and rubbed her throbbing little love button.
"Oooooh! God! I wish your cock was inside my hot pussy, Stan!" she squealed. "Oh, my pussy's all hot for you! It's so hot, I'm almost coming! See my titties shake and shiver for you, Stan? See my ass clench and my pussy spurt out hot cunt juice? See my hot mouth, Stan? You could stuff your beautiful hard cock in my hot mouth and let me suck and lick it for you! I'd do it good, Stan! I know just how to make you feel good! Wouldn't you like that, Stan darling? Wouldn't you love to stick your hard prick in my hot, slippery throat?"
Stan was panting by now. His chest heaved with the effort of keeping quiet. He wanted to crash through Donna's bedroom window and claim her hot pussy for his huge, bucking cock! He wanted to fuck the shit right out of her! He wanted to make her as horny as she had made him!
Stan felt the first tearing throbs of orgasm as his load of cockcream reached its creaming limit and he tried to concentrate on Donna, holding off just a bit to see what else would happen. He wanted to watch the whole show and then knock on her door with his hard, throbbing prick in his hand!
Then he saw her! A sudden movement in the doorway of Donna's bedroom caught his eye and he saw Joan Trotter hurry eagerly over to the bed. Jesus Christ! He had never seen two women fuck before and he almost shot his load, just watching Joan throw herself on the bed and smile lustily at Donna.
Donna looked up lazily and smiled back. She licked her ripe, red lips and kept right on smoothing her fingers of her sweet pussy. Joan propped her head up in her hands and watched Donna for a moment, catching the rhythm of her flying, frenzied hand. Then she pushed Donna's hand away firmly, replacing it with her own. Stan couldn't believe his startled eyes as Joan's mouth met Donna's in a searing kiss!
Donna's body tensed, going completely rigid for an instant and then she trembled from head to toe, like a tree in the wind. He could hear her grunts and sighs of pleasure as she let loose flood after flood of creamy pussyjuice, soaking Joan's already damp hand with the intensity of her orgasm!
Stan groaned. He couldn't-stand it any longer. He had to shoot his load, right now! His aching balls burst and fierce spurts of creamy cockcream splattered out of his contracting prick hole. Jets of creamy hot cum spurted high into the air and landed on the bed next to him. He collapsed weakly against the pillows, breathing hard. Jesus Christ! He hadn't ever come so hard before! Just seeing the two girls kissing each other had really made him super horny.
Stan stroked his spent cock gently. Christ! He was still hard! He felt like he could come another couple of times if he had both Donna and Joan to excite him. He felt like a teenager, capable of blowing one wad after another in rapid succession.
Stan stood up and zipped his pants. Now was the time for a little direct action. He was tired of just watching through two panes of glass. He wanted to be right there, in on the fun!
He hastily ran a comb through his hair and shut and locked the door of his apartment behind him.
Stan knocked loudly at Donna's front door, chuckling at the frantic scrambling sounds he heard coming from the bedroom as the two women put on their clothes.
Stan smiled in the darkness as he waited for the two horny ladies to open the door. He unzipped his pants and held his long, hard cock in his hand. He was going to ask to borrow a couple of pussies!
CHAPTER FIVE
Pete woke up and rubbed his eyes sleepily. He glanced around the small bedroom and finally his eyes focused on the clock. Jesus! It was past nine o'clock and Cathy had already left. He wondered if she had opened the office.
Then' minutes later Pete knew that Cathy had definitely not unlocked the office this morning. There were two people waiting to complain about repairs on their apartments and Pete was kept busy most of the morning writing out repair orders for the maintenance man. When noon rolled around and Cathy still hadn't appeared, he began to worry. It just wasn't like Cathy to disappear like this.
When Pete opened the door to the apartment at noon, he was relieved to find Cathy cheerfully fixing lunch. She was in such a good mood that Pete didn't even ask her where she had spent the morning. He was just relieved that she wasn't mad at him for refusing to fuck her last night.
After lunch, Cathy volunteered to open the office so that Pete could take a little nap. Pete took her up on the suggestion eagerly. Cathy was being so sweet that he could hardly believe it.
Pete lay on the bed, unable to get to sleep. He kept thinking about Joan and Curt Trotter and how they were swapping with Donna and Herb Thompson. Even though he knew that it was wrong to fuck anyone except your lawful wife, Pete couldn't help but be curious about it. It certainly had looked like fun! His prick tingled just remembering the sexy sights he had seen last night.
Pete's hand crept to his raging cock and he pulled it up and down gently. His thoughts flashed back to when he was a little boy and how he had discovered that pussies were bad to play with.
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Pete was fourteen years old that summer. He thought he knew all about sex. He had heard his father and his Uncle Jim talking about the pieces of ass they had gotten and he was sure that he would be ready to fuck if the opportunity ever came his way. He'd listened to the older boys at school, too, and with all the things they boasted about, he was pretty sure that he knew what the score was. Not only did he listen to his father and Uncle and the boys at school, he had a willing but unknowing teacher right in the next room at home! His most important sex teacher was his older sister Nan!
He trembled as he thought of the many times that he had peeked through the bushes at his sister Nan and her boyfriend Harry. He had watched and held his breath and jacked off in the night air. He had seen Nan's titties quiver and tremble in the moonlight and heard her cries and moans of pass ion.
Then, when he had finally got up the nerve to ask her about sex, she had laughed at him and told him to go play with himself for a while until he was big enough to try it.
Pete would never forget the humiliation of that day. He had stood there, in the door of her room, hoping against hope that she would teach him about sex and girls' pussies. Instead she had giggled, and even lining him up with one of her girlfriends later hadn't helped to erase the hurt he had suffered at her laughter.
Pete remembered his first and last fuck with Nan's girlfriend and shuddered violently. The whole thing had been a complete flop. His initiation into the wonders of sex had turned into a nightmare that still haunted him in his dreams.
Nan's girlfriend Peaches had been more than willing to fuck Pete as a favor to Nan, but she let it be clear that it was only a favor. She acted as if fucking Pete was about as important as taking a shit or curling her hair. She was friendly enough, but Pete knew that she really wasn't interested in him personally and that took all the joy out of what should have been a joyful experience.
"You ... You don't really want to do this, do you, Peaches?" he stammered, staring at her large blue eyes in misery.
Peaches took pity on poor innocent Pete. She began to feel her pussy twitch a little in her tight shorts. Maybe it might be fun fucking a boy for his first time. She reached over and took his hand in hers, placing it on her quivering tittie.
"Sure, I want to," she reassured him. "It's going to be fun, just wait and see! You can get me all excited if you do everything I tell you to."
"Oh, I will!" Pete promised loudly. "I'll do anything you want me to, Peaches!"
Peaches giggled and hugged him. "Are my titties big enough for you?" she asked coyly. She knew the power she had to turn on men with her enormous soft titties.
"Y ... Y ... Yes!" Pete stammered. "I love your titties. Peaches. They're just right! You've got real pretty titties, Peaches. A lot prettier than Nan's!"
Pete clamped his hands over his mouth in embarrassment. He hadn't meant to say anything like that! He didn't want anyone to know that he peeked at Nan's quivering globes every chance he got. He turned beet-red with embarrassment. He hoped Peaches wouldn't tell Nan!
Peaches laughed out loud. "You're blind, honey," she replied, squeezing his arm. "My titties aren't nearly as big as Nan's. I'm glad you like them, though."
Suddenly a thoughtful expression crossed her face and her smooth forehead wrinkled. "Say," she asked, staring him right in the eyes. "How do you know what Nan's titties look like? Have you been peeking at her or something?"
Pete blushed even redder. He could feel the hot flush spread way out to his ears and he knew that his whole neck and face were crimson. "Uh ... Uh ... Uh ... yeah," he admitted hanging his head in shame. "You won't tell her, will you Peaches? She'd be awful mad at me!"
Peaches giggled. "Alright ... I won't tell her if you fuck me right," she bargained. "But you have to do everything I say. Is that a deal?"
"Sure, Peaches! You bet it is! What do you want me to do first?" Pete asked eagerly. He was willing to do anything to keep Nan from finding out about what he had done.
Peaches pulled away from him. She arched her back and swept her long, black, glossy hair from her back. She reached for the zipper on her one-piece shorts outfit and pulled it down with a soft purr. Then she peeled the outfit from her shoulders and smiled as she let it slip down her titties to her waist.
Pete gasped in wonder. He had never seen a woman up close like this before. His eyes bugged right out of his head. He licked his dry lips and swallowed noisily. He felt his cock throb wildly in his pants at the sight of her naked titties.
Peaches had the most exciting titties he had ever seen. They were globes of absolute perfection. They stood high on her chest, firm and proud. The little hard nipples stood out at the tips, pointed and winking at him. He couldn't believe that Peaches was showing off just for him. He felt his prick throb wildly again and he almost came right then and there in his pants!
Peaches pulled her outfit even lower and it slithered down to her thighs. Pete caught his breath at the glossy, tanned skin On her soft tummy and his eyes stared at her like he was trying to memorize every line and curve of her lush, ripe body.
Peaches giggled at Pete's horny expression. "Come on, honey," she chided. "I know you've seen a naked girl before. For a boy that's done lots of peeking at his sister, you're pretty bug-eyed about me!"
"You're ... you're ... you're beautiful!" Pete stammered, turning even redder. "It's different with you! You're so exciting and beautiful I just can't believe it!"
Peaches giggled again, a low husky sound. It was the sexiest giggle Pete had ever heard. The she hooked her thumbs in her outfit, which was rolled around her hips and twisted her hips and lovely ass. There was a swishing sound and Pete's eyes felt like they would pop out of his head.
The material slipped to the floor in a soft puddle. Peaches stepped out of it and lifted her arms high. She sighed in ecstasy and let the slight breeze caress her body. She was all golden and tan like some sea goddess. Pete let out his breath in a shuddering gasp.
Peaches lifted her thighs, parting them. She let him see the way the crotch of her blue bikini panties snuggled around her pouting, hot pussy. She put her hands on her hips and grinned at him. Her grin was both lewd and inviting. She knew what she wanted and she was going to teach him to do it!
Peaches turned around slowly, well aware of the growing bunch at Pete's crotch. She could see the hard, bulging outline of his cock and she knew that the sight of her lush charms was turning him on. She turned around slowly for him, showing him the pert thrust of her tight, rounded ass cheeks. Her blue panties hugged her ass globes like they were painted on her skin. The thin material molded over her pouting pussy and caressed her quivering pussymound. Pete could see every little curve right through them. It was like she was wearing nothing on her pretty pussy at all!
Peaches' long black hair tumbled down her smooth, glossy back. It was a shimmering ornament, showing how white her skin was. She had a perfect body and Pete could hardly believe his eyes.
"Am I pretty, Pete? You haven't said anything at all!" Peaches complained, teasing him a little. She knew that Pete's eyes were almost bugging right out of his head with lust. She felt like teasing him, though, so she put her hands on her hips and tried to look mad.
Pete swallowed nervously. He didn't know what to say. He tried to tell her how much he loved seeing her but the words stuck in his throat. He wasn't used to dealing with teasing females. He didn't realize that she was just playing games with him.
"Oh, Peaches!" he cried almost sobbing. "I love your body! You're so beautiful! I just didn't know what to say, that's all ... oh Peaches! Don't be mad at me, please! Please don't be mad!"
Peaches giggled. She like to make Peter stammer and worry. It made her feel like a really sexy woman to have him eating out of her hand. It made her feel big and important and sexy. She loved it! She loved to have him beg her forgiveness!
"Well," she pouted, tossing her head, sending the shimmering waves of her long, black hair flying. "I'm glad you decided that you liked me! I thought for a moment that you didn't think I was pretty! I wondered if you liked your sister Nan better!"
"Oh no, Peaches!" Pete gulped. "Please don't think that! You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen in my whole life! You're even prettier than the fold-outs in Playboy! You're gorgeous, Peaches! Please believe me!"
Peaches smiled happily. She decided to really give him a thrill, the poor kid was trying so hard to please her. She decided to drive him right out of his mind. She dropped to her knees before him and reached out slowly with one hand.
Pete caught his breath in his throat. He watched the movement of her slowly approaching hand. He nearly creamed when her fingers caught the tip of his zipper and worked it down with a fierce jerk. He gave a moan of frustrated pleasure and held his breath. His mind boggled from even guessing what she might be going to do. Every possibility that he thought of was so terribly exciting, he had to push it out of his mind quickly, before his hard, long cock exploded with spurting blasts of hot sperm.
Peaches' hair was trailing over his crotch. Her face was right there next to his hard cock. She was leaning forward, her lush curves between his knees. Her soft titties bounced and nestled against his thighs. He could feel her hot, pointed nipples poking right out at his legs. They felt hot right through the material of his pants.
Pete closed his eyes for a second. He felt dizzy. He forced himself to control the pounding in his hard cock. He let his breath out in a tortured gasp and took another lungful of air, trying to breathe evenly and calm down.
Peaches reached out and her fingers snaked inside his fly. Her cool, slender fingertips landed right on his pulsing prick. She wrapped them around his throbbing cock and squeezed gently.
"Oh! You've got a nice one, Pete!" she cried softly. "I love it! It's all hard and ready for me, isn't it? I'll bet you've been hard all day, just waiting to come out here and fuck me! Have you been thinking about this all day, Pete? Have you been daydreaming about how it would feel when I touched your long hard cock? Tell me the truth, Pete! Have you been thinking about it?"
Pete swallowed hard. Of course he had been thinking about it! He had beat off several times already, just imagining how it would be to fuck Peaches. He hadn't gotten any sleep last night just lying in bed imagining that Peaches was touching his prick, sucking on his hard, surging cockshaft. Pete didn't know what to say but he decided that he should tell the truth.
"Yes!" he admitted, gazing at her face anxiously. "Of course I've been thinking about it, Peaches! I've been dreaming about this ever since Nan told me that you would. Even last night, when I was in bed, I couldn't get to sleep thinking about what it would be like, fucking you!"
Peaches giggled. Her breath was soft and hot on his hard prick. "What did you do last night while you were thinking about fucking me, Pete?" she asked lewdly. "Did you touch your long, hard cock? Did you grab hold of your thick prickshaft and pretend it was my hand that was holding it? Did you jerk it up and down and shake it hard and make it spurt out and pretend you were squirting into my pussy? Did you Pete? Did you do that?"
"Yes!" Pete admitted. "Yes I did! I couldn't stop jacking off thinking about your sweet pussy, Peaches! I came and came, over and over. I would almost get to sleep and then I'd think about your hot pussy and I'd have to grab my cock and beat it again. Ooooooh, Peaches! I want you so bad!"
Peaches opened her mouth wide. Her big, soft mouth looked like the inside of a hot, boiling cavern to Pete. She licked out with the tip of her tongue, wetting her soft lips. Her silky hair fell forward and tickled the length of his hard, throbbing prick. The tip of his hard cockhead was aimed directly at her open, luscious mouth.
"Aaaaagh!" Pete groaned. It was just too much for him to bear. He had been waiting so long, thinking sexy thoughts for so many hours, that just the touch of her lips on his stiff cock was enough to make him explode!
The first, wet, hot silky touch of her warm lips around the head of his throbbing cock was enough to make him lose control. The dream he had dreamed for so many years was coming true and his cock couldn't take any more of her stimulation.
Pete groaned again. His prick jerked wildly, and his hips lurched forward. His hard, pulsing cock fucked deeply into her hot, wet mouth and he could feel her tongue slide along the underside of his rigid shaft. He felt the warmth and slipperiness of the inside of her mouth and his exploding prick filled her with lubricating jets of boiling hot sperm.
"Aaaaaagh!" Pete yelled wildly. He clamped his hands around the sides of her quivering face. He held her captive and fucked his cock deeply into her burning throat. He could feel her swallow and gulp, trying to keep from choking on his full load of burning cockcream. He couldn't help it, though. He held her tightly, forcing her to gulp down every drop of his hot, sticky cream. )
"Oooooooh!" Pete moaned miserably. He hadn't meant to do that! He hadn't meant to pump all his cum down her throat like that! He quaked and trembled in misery. He was sure that she would hate him now. He had exploded at the first touch of her lips like some dumb innocent kid and he hadn't done anything for her at all!
"Ooooooh," he wailed. "I'm sorry, Peaches. Peaches ... please forgive me! I didn't mean to come in your mouth. I'm sorry! Really I am! I meant to wait, honest! Please don't be mad at me, Peaches. Don't hate me! I just couldn't help it. It was your mouth ... so hot ... and your lips and the way you sucked them around my prick and ... Oh shit!"
Pete was beside himself with remorse. He had acted stupid! Dumb! She would probably never speak to him again and he deserved it! That was really a dumb, kid thing to do! He hadn't even tried to play with her titties and give her some satisfaction before he had shot his wad and even then, he hadn't shot it in her hot pussy! He had shot it down her throat and everyone knew that girls didn't like to do that!
Pete forced his hand to drop to his sides. The least he could do was to let her get up and scream at him. He deserved every bit of the yelling she was going to do at him! His hard cock could finish off spurting in the air. At least she would be free to stand back out of the way!
Pete's hard cock continued to spurt and spew forth his hot, unending load of cum. He expected Peaches to jerk back and get her mouth out of the way. He waited for a split second and then he realized that she wasn't going to pull her hot mouth from his hosing cock. She wasn't going to leave his spurting cock after all. She kept right on drinking his cum down in huge, gulping mouthfuls, running her tongue along the underside of his hard prick, milking every drop of cum out of his swollen balls.
Peaches' head kept right on bobbing up and down. Her tongue kept right on running up and down his hard prick. She didn't need his hands to hold her head in place. She was sucking him off willingly and she acted as if she loved every minute of it!
When it was finally over, he let out a long shuddering sigh. His heart pounded violently in his chest and his knees felt so weak he didn't know if they would support him. He stared down at the top of her head and watched it slowly pull back. She groaned once and it sounded like a groan of pleasure. He could hardly believe his ears!
Peaches finally took her lips from his spent cockshaft. She gave the tip of his prick one last lick with the tip of her tongue. She drew her head back and. her eyes met his. There was a dribble of his creamy cockjuice on her chin. She licked it up and moaned again, lifting her head up and smiling at him in contentment.
"Oooooooh Pete! You taste good! And you came so fast! You must have been building it up for months, dreaming about the day when someone would suck your cock!"
"Peaches! I'm sorry ... I didn't mean to come in your mouth ... honest! Please forgive me! I'm really sorry, Peaches! Don't be mad, please!"
"Don't be silly," Peaches smiled up at him. "There's nothing to forgive. How could I be mad at you when you came so hard and fast in my throat!" She stroked his still-stiff prick with her warm, slippery fingers and he felt the heat build up in his balls once again.
"But ... but ... but it must have tasted awful, Peaches! I know you're just trying to be nice about it, but it must have really been terrible for you!" Pete stammered.
"Hush! You're being really silly now, Pete! Of course it didn't taste awful ... it tasted salty and good! I love the taste of your creamy hot cockcream. I wanted to suck your cock off, Pete! I wanted to do it! I love drinking your hot cum down my throat. Next time, though, Pete, hold out a little longer. You didn't give me enough time to really give your cock a good sucking. We're going to have to teach you to wait longer before you come. Of course, this being your first time and all, I guess it's pretty hard to control it, isn't it?"
"Yeah," Pete breathed, gulping. "I'm sorry, Peaches. I'll try not to come so fast next time. If I try, I know I can hold out longer. Do you want to do it again, Peaches? I'll try really hard not to come too fast! I promise!"
Peaches chuckled deep in her throat. She liked the way Pete was eager to do everything right. He was fast, though. That could be really bad news. He had to learn to control his hair-trigger cock. She hoped he could do it. A guy that came too fast wasn't any fun to fuck ... any girl knew that!
Pete gasped as he felt Peaches' hand on his belt buckle, undoing it. She opened his pants all the way and lowered them to his ankles. Then she helped him step out of his pants and shorts, hugging him tightly. After she'd unbuttoned his shirt, she urged him to get out of it while she cupped his balls and squeezed them gently. She grabbed his still-stiff prick and jacked it back and forth slowly with a dreamy expression on her face.
"I'm surprised you haven't tried to fuck Nan yet, Pete," she mused, giving him a sharp glance underneath her long, sweeping eyelashes. "Nan is always hot for good cock. Haven't you tried?"
"Nan's not interested in fucking me," Pete answered sharply, his cock beginning to wilt with the very thought of being rejected by his sister, Nan.
Peaches was a smart girl. She knew that she had stumbled on a real problem and she knew that if she wanted more cock from Pete, she had better get him thinking about something else besides his sexy sister. She jacked his cock thoughtfully for a moment and then rose to her feet.
Peaches reached for her panties and pushed them quickly down her hips and off her feet. She stood before him with her pussy thrust forward, letting him see everything, all at once.
Pete gulped. His mouth watered and his chest heaved with his labored breathing. Peaches had the most beautiful pussy he had ever seen. Except for Nan's once, it was the only pussy he had ever seen, but that didn't make any difference. He had looked at plenty of pictures of nudes and Peaches could beat any of the. She had the most beautiful pussy of them all!
Peaches preened in front of him. She saw his cock begin to harden again and she knew that she had taken his mind off his sister. She saw the fire in his eyes and the lust written all over his face and she felt an answering tingle in her hot, wet pussy.
Peaches' fl iffy beaver was the same color as the hair on her head. It was dark and glossy and curled in tight ringlets. Her pussylips were puffy and swollen with excitement. He could see the pink, glistening inside of her pussyflesh between her soft, wet cunt lips.
Pete groaned. Peaches had a lovely pussy. The dark hair made a sweet little triangle above her split cunt slit. It was neat and fluffy. It wasn't overgrown and matty like some of the pictures of beavers he had seen in the men's magazines. It was just a touch of light, silky fur, a triangle of sweet hair that he longed to touch and tug at and run his horny fingers through.
Peaches could practically see the thoughts run through his mind. His face took on an adoring expression and she could tell that he was dying to touch her sweet pussy with his aching fingers. She was getting hot just watching the lust on his face and she felt her pussy begin to gush creamy pussyjuice, lubricating her whole cunt tunnel.
Peaches began to breathe faster. Her thighs quivered as she stood there. They turned outward slightly, opening her knees and bringing her sweet pussy even more into view. Now Pete could see the sweet shadow of her round ass cheeks, and his prick began throbbing and pulsing, aching to bury its horny head deep in her steaming depths.
"Ooooooh," she groaned. "You're really getting hot aren't you, Pete? You'd really like to fuck your prick all the way up my pussy! Your prick is so hard, it looks like a long pole. I'd love to feel it inside my pussy, Pete. Do it, darling. I'll help you. Fuck it all the way up my sweet, wet cunt !"
Peaches shivered all over. She lifted one leg and put it on the cushions of the couch, straddling his hips. She pushed him down until he was sitting on the couch with her leg over his shoulder. She moved closer to him, knees on either side of him. Her pussy was almost touching his face. He could see everything clearly.
Pete gulped. He was looking straight into the hot, steaming depths of her pussy! He stared into the silky, red, wet depths of his first cunt and his eyes almost popped out of his head. He could feel his prick near to exploding again and he forced himself to maintain control.
He saw the muscular ring of her pussymouth. It quivered and sucked in and out. He thought of what it would be like to put his soft cockhead right there, surrounded by the ring of her pussymouth and let her muscles pull his hard prick right in. He groaned in agony.
Pete saw her puffy pussylips swell even more and spread apart even farther under his hot, horny gaze. He swallowed frantically. His hands seemed to have a will of their own. They lifted up and cupped around the tight, glistening swells of her quivering ass cheeks and held them.
He kneaded the firm flesh of her bouncing ass cheeks until she thought she would explode with pass ion. She thrust her chest out and made her firm titties thrust toward his face. Her pointed little red nipples almost brushed against his cheeks. She moved slightly from side to side, and poked them into his face, running them over his lips with her movements.
"Suck them, Pete!" she urged, hornily. "Suck my hard little nipples. Take my big titties into your hot mouth and chew on them. Lick them, Pete. Suck my pretty titties!"
Pete opened his lips. He moved forward just a fraction of an inch and his teeth scraped against her tender, swollen tittie flesh. He grabbed her nipple like he was bobbing for apples and chewed down fiercely.
"Oooh! Not so hard, Pete! Don't chew so hard! Suck them, darling. Suck them gently! Don't chew that hard!"
Pete looked crestfallen. He had goofed again. She didn't like to have her titties sucked that roughly. He had made an ass out of himself again!
Pete hung his head. His cock drooped. He couldn't help it. He really didn't know the right way to fuck her.
"I ... I'm sorry Peaches," he managed to say. His voice sounded like he was ready to cry. "I didn't know how ... I mean I want to do it right but ... I'll do it better next time, I promise!"
Peaches sighed. "It's alright, Pete," she reassured him. "Just be gentle with my titties. They're really sensitive, you know. You wouldn't like me to bite and chew on your balls, would you?"
Pete shook his head emphatically. He had the urge to cover his balls with his hands.
"See?" Peaches explained. "I don't like my titties chewed on too hard either. Just do it gently and it'll feel real good. Go ahead and try it again, honey. I'll help you until you get it right. Try the other one, darling. Suck the other one. Gently now darling! Ohhhhh! Suck my tittie gently! Ummmmmmm! That's right, Pete! That's just right! Oh! That's perfect lover! Ummmmmm!"
Peaches moaned in pleasure. She tossed her head back and groaned with pass ion. Pete was going to do fine once he learned everything, but teaching him was a real bother. She wished he already knew how to fuck. She just wasn't patient enough to be a good teacher!
Pete tried hard. He slipped the sweet nipple between his lips. He sucked on it as gently as he could. But it was hard for him to know just how hard he was sucking. He'd never sucked on a girl's tittie before, gently or otherwise. He closed his eyes and imagined that he was sucking on a fragile egg, careful not to break it. He sucked greedily but gently.
"Ooooh! That's perfect, Pete!" Peaches moaned. "That's just lovely. Oh, honey, now give me your prick! Plunge it into my pussy, Pete! Fill my hot pussy up with your cock!"
Peaches settled down on his cock slowly. She wiggled her smooth soft ass cheeks and pushed her hips forward. She moved from side to side and back and forth at the same time. Her hips swiveled in complicated circles.
Her slippery, swollen pussylips found the throbbing knob of his cockhead and enveloped it. He felt like he was surrounded by a hot, sucking mouth. The heat and moisture and slickness of it was incredible. He couldn't believe that it was actually happening to him. Peaches was really sitting on his cock and fucking it up her pussy!
"Ooooooh! Peaches!" he yelled. He had dreamed about fucking before but never in his wildest dreams had he dreamed that fucking could feel like this! Her pussymouth was eating his cockhead alive! It was sucking him right up into her burning pussy!
His prick throbbed wildly. His hands pulled down on her ass at the same time his hips thrust upward. His bucking shaft lunged into her pussy, sinking into a pool of hot, burning pussyflesh.
"Take it easy, darling," she urged. "Not so fast, darling! Make it last! Let me come, too!"
"AAAAAAAAGH!" he yelled.
His balls rattled against the root of his bucking, throbbing prick. His cockshaft swelled to giant proportions and stretched straight to the back of her squirming hot cunt. He felt the pumping, spurting jets fly out through his tortured glans hole and he let out another bellow of joy and anguish combined.
Pete's cock spewed and hosed into her honeyed pussy, sending his burning sperm deep into her burning cunt. Her whole pussytunnel was terribly slippery. It felt like a glove of oiled silk.
"AAAAAAGH! I'm coming again!" he screamed.
"Ooooooh!" Peaches wailed. "Not yet! Hold on, Pete! Not yet! I'm almost there! Too fast, Pete! You're coming too fast for me to get off! Slow down! Don't come yet!"
Peaches tossed her head back and forth in frustration. She whipped her ass in tight circles, squinching it up against his cock. She moved in wild, frenzied circles, trying to get herself off before it was too late. She moved urgently over his cockshaft, shaking and screwing and circling, making her pussy pull and suck and writhe around the root of his exploding cock.
Peaches' frenzied motions made Pete's exploding cock into a blazing fire of pass ion. It throbbed and pulsed until it was almost painful for him. He didn't know if he could stand any more of her hot pussy grinding against his sore cockshaft. He gritted his teeth and forced himself to stay inside her until he almost died with the effort.
Peaches pumped back and forth and bounced up and down on his cock. She pumped and gasped and strained, trying to bring herself off. It was no use, though. She could feel Pete's cock wither and droop inside her burning pussy and nothing she did brought on the wonderful spasms she craved.
"Ohhh! You came too fast!" she accused. "Pete! I told you to wait! Now you've got me all frustrated! Oh damn! Why do you have to come so fast! Don't you know any better? Can't you wait for me to get mine, too?"
Peaches was almost in tears from frustration. She glared at Pete angrily, watching his cock melt down and wither, and not caring a bit.
"You shouldn't have come so fast the second time," she spat out. "That's why I sucked you off the first time! Can't you do anything right? Here I am, all frustrated and you've had a good orgasm, twice! It's not fair! Damn you quick-coming kids, anyway! I need a man!"
Suddenly Peaches realized what she was saying. She began to feel a little ashamed at the way she was ranting and wailing at Pete. She didn't have to be so hard on him, for Christ sakes! It really wasn't his fault. He just hadn't had enough practice yet, that was all. She reached out and put her arms around his drooping shoulders.
"It's okay, Pete," she apologized. "I shouldn't have gotten so mad at you. I know it's your first time and all, and I'm sure it'll be just fine with a little practice. I'm just horny, that's all."
Pete gritted his teeth, trying not to cry. He knew that he had disappointed Peaches again. He didn't know what to do about it, though. If he could only figure out a way to make her come, then everything would be alright. He quickly sucked her tittie in his mouth, but he did it too hard again and she pulled back, shoving his mouth away from her hard, thrusting nipple.
Pete didn't know what to do. He felt like such a fool. His perfect chance to have his first pussy had been a total disaster thus far. He'd blown it all to hell and back again and Peaches would probably never speak to him again unless he figured out some way to redeem himself in her eyes.
Peaches stiffened her thighs and lifted her pussy from his throbbing, sore prick. Her cunt mouth pulsed and nipped at his soft knob as it popped free and he sucked in his breath when the air hit his sore, raw cock. He felt like he had beat off a million times, his cock was so sore. He wondered if he could even do it again.
Peaches had her mouth open. Her eyes were staring at his face. She panted loudly, moaning at the same time. He wanted to say something to her to make it all right, but he didn't know what to do or say. He glanced down at her pussy and saw his sperm bubbling out of it in glistening threads.
"God! I've got to do something! I've just got to come! I'll go crazy if I don't get off, Pete!" She shook her head wildly back and forth. "I'm so horny right now that I can hardly stand it!"
Pete felt himself wither before her steady gaze. He knew that she had said it was alright, but her expression told him something very different. She had tried to be nice to him and he had failed her miserably. He had given a clumsy performance, shooting his rocks off twice and not letting her come even once. He wished he knew what he could do for her.
Then Peaches took pity on him. She saw how miserable he was and her expression softened. "It really is alright Pete," she soothed. She put her hand up and patted his cheek. "I know you tried, honey," she said, "It's alright. I know you're all excited because you've never fucked before and you can't help coming quickly. But that doesn't help me any. You've got to help me come, Pete! I've got to come! I've simply got to! Will you help me, darling? Will you help me come?"
"Yes!" Pete promised, biting his lips. "Anything, Peaches! I'll do anything to get you off! Just tell me what to do! I promise I'll make up for it! I'll do anything! Anything!"
"Alright, Pete," Peaches nodded. "I know you'll really try this time. Do you think you can keep that hot prick of yours under control until I tell you to come? Can you try, honey? Just for me?"
"Oh, yes! Yes, Peaches! I'll try hard! I'll do it, Peaches! I'll do exactly what you tell me to! I won't come until you say! I promise to be good, Peaches! Promise!"
Peaches sighed deeply. She still wasn't sure that Pete would perform well this time either, but she-didn't seem to have any other choice. It was either Pete or her finger, and she would sure rather have cock than her own fingers!
Peaches put one leg up. She fell forward on the couch until she was on her hands and knees, doggy-style. She turned her head and craned her neck around until she could see his face. She smiled, encouraging him to try his best.
Pete stared at her creamy white ass cheeks. Her titties jutted down from her chest. They poked right out and pointed toward the couch. Her hair fell down in a glistening show of cascading lights. She had the most beautiful ass he had ever seen and her back sloped down gracefully right into the gentle curve of her firm, milky-white ass globes.
Pete drew a little closer to her glimmering ass cheeks. He drew so close that his face was pointing right at her quivering ass cheeks. Peaches saw the expression on his face and knew that the sight of her lovely ass was turning him on.
Peaches spread her knees on the couch. She wiggled her butt a little and saw his eyes trace the slim, curving lines of her thighs and follow them up to her pouting, pink pussy.
Pete felt his cock harden with a little stinging gasp. He stared at her puffy pussylips. He saw the deep, shadowy cleft between her tight, firm ass cheeks. He wondered what she had in mind this time. Whatever it was, he was ready. The way she was writhing and swinging her firm ass cheeks from side to side, he was ready for anything she wanted!
Peaches smiled at him over her shoulder. She could see his cock hardening and the lustful expression in his eyes. She was going to get fucked right this time, she was sure of it!
Pete watched closely as she swung her butt back and forth. He could see the puckered pink mouth of her ass hole winking at him from the cleft between the two twin creamy mounds of her soft ass cheeks.
"Do you know what I want this time, Pete? Do you have any idea how I want your hard cock?" Peaches licked her lips and smiled widely. "I want your cock in my ass , Pete! I want you to fuck your prick up my hot ass hole! You have to go slowly so you don't hurt me. If you fuck me slow and careful, I'll come for you! Do it, Pete! Fuck me upmy hot little ass !"
Pete's mouth dropped open. He couldn't believe his ears. Peaches had asked him to fuck her up the ass ! He had heard her! It was hard to believe, though. He couldn't imagine her tiny, puckered little ass hole stretching open enough to ever let his big, hard prick in. She must know what she was saying, though. She wouldn't have told him to do it unless she was sure that it would work. He was sure willing to try if she really wanted it that way, but he didn't see how he could do it without hurting her.
Pete's head spun around. His thoughts whirled. Peaches didn't know how many times he had seen her walking down the street and thought about sinking his hard cock in the crack of her lovely quivering ass cheeks. But to actually stick it up in her tight ass hole was another thing altogether. It was even more exciting! Ass fucking was something he'd read about, but he didn't really think that he'd ever get the chance to do it!
Now Peaches was ordering him to stick his hard cock up her tight little bung! He just couldn't believe it!
"Peaches!" he gasped. "You don't really mean it, do you? You don't really want me to stick my cock up ... up ... up your ass ! Do you?"
Peaches giggled. "Of course I do!" she squealed. "I want you to! I love cock up my assI always come if somebody sticks a hard cock up my tight little ass hole! That's a sure way of making me come, Pete! Oooooh! I need it, Pete! I need you to ass fuck me! Do it! Please! Stick your hard cock up my ass and fuck me!"
Pete gulped. He dropped to his knees behind her. His cock was throbbing and pulsing like it was on fire. He slid his cock forward and almost touched her with his flaming cockhead. He sucked in his breath and held it, staring at her pretty, puckered little shitter.
Peaches reached behind her with one hand and pulled her ass cheeks apart. She wiggled her tight little butt and tipped it up, giving him a clear view of her pulsing, throbbing little shitter. She moaned noisily. "Hurry!" she squealed. "Poke it in, Pete! Push gently! Do it, Pete! Now!"
Peaches felt her pussylips spread wide apart. They pouted down beneath her crotch and quivered with moist, creamy fluids. Juice seeped from her hot cunt , making her whole pussy slippery and wet. It trickled downward and dripped out onto the couch below.
"Are you sure, Peaches?" he asked again, a little afraid of hurting her ass hole. "Are you sure you want it up there?"
"Yes!" Peaches hissed. "Up my ass , Pete! Put your cockhead against my shitter and fuck it right up inside me!"
Pete inched forward. He could feel her thighs trembling against the fronts of his legs. He aimed his prickhead right at her puckered little ass hole and pushed up against it.
The moment that his hot knob touched her ass hole,-Peaches let out a muffled little shriek. "Push it in gently!" she ordered. "Give it to me, Pete! Push!"
Pete pushed. He pushed carefully and gently, just like she asked him to. He tried to do everything just right. He could feel her shitter suck and pull at his cockhead, trying to suck him right into her hot ass .
"Yes! That's it, Pete! A little harder! Just a little! Farther, Pete! Gently now! Gently!"
Pete did exactly what she told him to. He pushed gently and steadily. He watched the tip of his hot cockhead nudge into her little shitter. He felt the way her ass hole contracted, pulling him inside. He saw the way her fingertips pulled at her ass cheeks, spreading them out for him. He watched her ass cheeks quiver and throb and then he saw her tight little ass hole begin to give under the relentless pressure of his cock.
"Ooooh! Wait! God! You're too dry! Stick it in my pussy once to get it wet and then stuff it in my shitter! It'll go easier that way! Do it, Pete! Do it!"
Pete nudged his prickhead downward, nosing into the tunnel of her pussy. Her pussyslit was puffy and slippery. He could feel her hot slick cunt lips surround his cock and suck at it, drawing it into her hot pussy.
"Oooooooh, Jesus!" he gasped. "You're burning up, Peaches! So hot!" He could feel his hard cock jerk and jump in pass ion.
"That's enough!" Peaches ordered. "Now stick it up my ass , darling. Do it! Now!"
"Just a little longer, Peaches! Please! I promise I won't come in your pussy! Just let me stay a little longer, pleeeeeease?"
"Oh, alright! But don't you dare come in my pussy, Pete! I'll really be mad at you this time if you come in my pussy! Ooooooh!"
Peaches gasped. Pete's cock really felt good in her hot pussy. Her cunt lips writhed and sucked around his hard cock, holding him fast in her hot depths. She could feel his balls bang against her little shitter and just knowing that he would soon be fucking her there drove her to new heights.
Pete gasped again and again. He drove into her hot, pulsing pussy with all of his strength. He almost knocked Peaches over on her face with his fierce lunges. He leaned against her firm, hot ass cheeks and pressed his thighs up against the backs of hers. His balls snuggled into the warm fullness of her puffy cunt lips and became coated with her hot, creamy pussyjuices. They spanked against her ass cheeks and made smacking sounds that excited him even further.
Peaches felt his long, hard cock jam up into her hot pussy. She quivered and her pussy gushed out more and more creamy fuck juice. It felt like his cock had grown even longer since the last time he had driven into her pussy. Now his cock seemed to be made of tempered steel, hot and rigid, filling her little pussy and banging against the back of her slippery tunnel, nudging right up against her soft, spongy womb.
His prick was bathed and milked by her writhing pussy. Sensations shot through him that were beyond his wildest dreams. Fucking her this time was different. Her pussy was wetter, tighter, hotter than before. He could feel her pussylips clamp down around his cock and squeeze him like millions of tiny, grasping fingers. No wonder she had been mad at him for coming too soon. If it was as good for her as it was for him, he wouldn't have missed it for the world! Now he knew why it was important not to come too soon. It was just that much more wonderful if a pussy was all nice and warmed up and the only way to get it like that was to fuck for more than a couple of seconds!
"Oh, God!" Peaches squealed. "It's wonderful, Pete! So wonderful! Oh! It's so much better than the last time! Oh, do it back and forth slowly. I want to feel everything this time. Ooooooh! That's the way, Pete! That's the way I love to be fucked!"
Pete followed her instructions to the letter. He did everything just the way she asked him to. He drew back and fucked her slowly, even though his balls felt like they were going to burst with the effort of making his strokes slow and gentle. He was rewarded for his efforts, though. He heard her sigh and moan in pleasure and her whole pussy rippled and churned around his stiff cock.
Pete could feel himself begin to get to the point of no return again. He gritted his teeth and tried to think of something else. He tried to concentrate on school, his father's hardware store, his mother's cooking, anything except fucking Peaches' hot, wonderful pussy! It was a losing battle though. He knew the sighs and he knew for sure that he wasn't going to last very long fucking her like this. He was going to have to do something drastic or he would explode again, before he could make her come.
"Stop!" Peaches ordered breathlessly. "Put it in my ass now, Pete! Fuck it up my ass hole! It's wet enough to go up now! Fuck my puckered little shitter, Pete! Poke your cock right up my hot ass !"
Pete jerked back quickly. He felt his cock throb wildly and he pulled it out of her pussy and just in the nick of time. His prick sprang from her tight, contracting pussy with a sucking noise. It trembled and pulsed. He drew a long shuddering breath of relief. Thank God he'd pulled out in time! He'd nearly blown it again and this time Peaches wouldn't have been, so understanding. He knewthat he had to make her come this time or she would never bother to fuck him again!
Pete knew what to do next. He aimed his bulging, jerking cockhead at the tight, puckered ring of her pink ass hole. He pushed against it, applying a gentle pressure and not stopping. He was going to get it in this time! He was ready to fuck her in the ass !
Peaches moaned in glee. It was going to happen now! Pete's long, hot cockshaft was going to drive right up her tight, hot ass. She was going to come! It wouldn't be long now! She could feel the excitement build up in her creaming pussy and her little ass hole spasmed around his big cockhead. She jerked her head up. He was almost inside! Almost!
Pete gasped as he felt her incredibly tight ass mouth part and suck up his wide cockhead. He felt like he was being drawn into a hot vacuum. With a groan of utter bliss, his cockhead sank out of sight into her tight, pulsing shitter!
"Yes! Oh, yes, Pete darling! Push it all the way up my ass ! Poke it all in, darling! I love it! I love to be fucked in the ass ! Give me all of it, darling! Sink all of your hard cock in my shitter!"
Pete's head whirled. He had never dreamed ass fucking would be like this! It was a whole different sensation and he loved it! It was naughty! It was new! It was something most girls wouldn't do and a lot of men would miss out on all their lives. There was something kinky about it that set his balls on fire. Her ass hole was tight and her ass ring squeezed him so tightly that it was almost painful. He could feel her ass hole puckering and pulling him deeper. He gave a groan of pleasure and felt his whole shaft sink into her dark tunnel. He was in heaven! If he could only hold off shooting his load until Peaches had gotten herself off!
"Oooooooh!" Peaches moaned. "It's wonderful Pete! I love your cock up my ass ! Oh! Reach your hands around and play with my nipples! Squeeze them the way my ass hole is squeezing your hard prick!"
Pete reached around and grabbed her nipples, squeezing and rolling them between his fingers. He thumbed them gently and then clamped down harder and harder as her ass hole squeezed his prick with increasing pressure. He heard Peaches sputter and moan in pleasure. He knew that he was doing it just right. Peaches was breathing hard and she seemed on the verge of orgasm.
"Play with my pussy! Twirl my hard clitty with your fingers! Quick! I'm almost ready to come!" Peaches demanded.
He obeyed. He pressed up against her flaring ass cheeks, feeling the warm, firm pillows cushion his upper thighs and belly. Then he reached down and tried to reach her hot pussy. He fucked inward with his prick at the same time and almost reached her hot pussy when he felt it start to happen.
Pete might have been alright if Peaches hadn't moaned and rocked her ass up, gobbling up his hard cock, quivering and gasping. He felt his balls sink into the steamy wetness of her pussy cleft and it was more than he could endure.
"Aaaaaagh!" he choked.
"No! Don't come yet! Just a little longer! No! NO!"
His cock didn't listen to reason. His balls steamed. His prick grew even harder and longer and he tottered there, on the brink of orgasm for an incredibly long moment, trying desperately not to give in to the wonderful ecstatic feeling in his churning nuts.
Pete clung to her titties with his hands and gasped loudly. He gritted his teeth and hung on frantically but it wasn't any use. His hard prick had to explode. It just wouldn't obey him when Peaches' ass hole was sucking and pulling at him to spurt his hot jism up her shitter!
"No!" Peaches screamed. "Don't you dare! No! God! Not yet! Just a little longer, Pete! Just a little...."
Peaches felt Pete's hard cock begin to pulse and jerk in her tight little bung. She knew that she might as well save her breath. Nothing she could say would make a bit of difference now!
Pete yelled. He yelled as loud as he could. He had done his best, but his hard cock just wouldn't obey his commands. There wasn't a thing he could do to stop the powerful bucking and pulsing of his hard cock. His cock was going to explode and he was powerless to stop it!
Spasms racked through his body. His hips ground against her firm ass cheeks. His hard, jerking prick sank even deeper and deeper into her little puckered shitter. He could feel her whole body jerk and jump with him as his cock started to pump out his hot sperm into her flaming bowels.
Peaches tried to keep from falling on her face. Pete was pushing her right down on the couch with his fierce lunges. Every time he lunged forward, she scooted down a little farther until her cheek was pressed against the rough fabric of the couch. Her gleaming ass was still poked right up in the air, taking the heavy punishment of his rough lunges "Aaaaah!" Peaches groaned. "Oh, Pete! Too hard! Take it easy, huh? Don't push so hard! Damn it, Pete! Take it easy!"
Pete knew that he was lunging too roughly. He knew that her little shitter was tender and he shouldn't be plunging and hosing into her tiny ass hole with such force. He couldn't help it, though. He just couldn't control himself. It was just too exciting. Ass fucking had turned him on too much!
"Ooooh! Damn it! You're killing me, Pete! Stop it! Stop it right now!"
"Oh, God! I'm sorry, Peaches," Pete choked. "I really couldn't help it! I'm sorry, really!"
"Get off, Pete!" Peaches squealed. "For God's sakes, get off!"
Pete heard Peaches' anguished cry and then he watched her face turn white with shock. Her mouth hung open and her eyes widened in disbelief. She stared at the doorway and little gurgling sounds came from her throat.
Pete turned around and looked at the doorway. What he saw almost made him pass out with fear. Standing there, looking like he was ready to kill both of them, was Peaches' father!
"Pete McMahon!" he sputtered. "What the hell do you think you're doing? Get your clothes on and get the hell out of here! Your father is going to hear about this!"
He turned to his daughter who looked as if she wanted to sink through the floor. "And for you, you dirty whore! You're going to get the beating of your life!"
Pete had run all the way home. He had locked himself in his room and tried to calm down but nothing did any good. He heard his father's curses and his mother's soothing voice downstairs. Then he heard his mother crying and the next day he was shipped off to a military school to finish his education. Nothing was ever said about Pete's abrupt exit from the household and when he came home on vacation, things appeared to be as they had always been. Yet there was an undercurrent of hostility and Pete never felt comfortable at home again.
When Pete married Cathy, he had tried to start fresh, with a new slate. He hadn't ever told her about his incident with Peaches and he didn't intend to. He was going to be straight if it killed him! He knew how much trouble casual fucking could cause him! He wasn't about to experiment with sex again!
Pete sighed and roused himself from his memories. It was time to get back to the office and help Cathy close up. Then they could come home and try to spend a quiet evening at the apartment. He hoped that Mrs. Ellison wouldn't call again tonight. Watching couples wife-swapping wasn't good for his peace of mind!
CHAPTER SIX
Stan Green was having the time of his life. Joan and Donna had been delighted by his visit, especially when they saw what he had for them. Both of them had stared at his long, hard prick with lust in their eyes. Donna had swallowed noisily and then let out a shrill giggle.
Joan had stared and stared, her eyes drinking in every long inch of his pulsing rigid cockshaft. Then both girls pulled him into the apartment, shutting and locking the door.
If Pete and Cathy McMahon had seen what was going on in Donna's apartment, they would have wondered what kind of place they were running!
Now Stan rolled over on his back as Joan's slim fingers mass aged his tired muscles gently. Her hands were rubbing lightly over the curly black hairs on his chest, pulling and tugging at them gently. He sighed in satisfaction and reached out to fondle Donna's huge tittie gently. God! He must be in heaven! He never dreamed that he would end up in bed with both Joan and Donna! This was turning into the afternoon of his dreams.
Donna moaned slightly and sat up on one elbow to gaze at his face. "Getting horny again, honey?" she asked in her low, sexy voice.
"I don't know how I could be!" Stan replied, pulling her close to him and kissing her moist, soft lips. "I think you two drained every drop of cockcream out of me!"
Joan laughed merrily. "Well, why don't you just relax honey, while Donna and I put on a little show for you." She winked at Donna lewdly. "I'll bet you'll change your mind about being horny in just a few minutes!"
"I'll be right back," she told them, and rushed from the room, in a great hurry to get something. Her ass cheeks bobbed as she hurried off.
Stan looked puzzled. "Where in the hell did she go so fast?" he asked, throwing up his arms in consternation. "One minute she's promising me a show and the next she's disappeared!"
Donna giggled. "I'm not really sure," she answered, "but knowing Joan she went out to get something we'll both like! She's the sexiest woman I've ever known!"
They could hear Joan rummaging around in the living room. Then they heard her cry of delight. "Oh! There it is! I knew it was in here somewhere!"
When Joan rushed back into the room both Stan and Donna gasped in delight. She was carrying a huge white object in her hand. It was a dildo, but it was the strangest dildo they had ever seen!
The long, thick cylindrical prick had a head at both ends. It was at least fifteen inches long and just looking at it imagining what it might do filled Donna with tremors of pass ion. Leave it to Joan to come up with something kinky!
Joan held the huge cock aloft, laughing sexily. "It's a double-headed cock!" she shouted in glee. "This is especially built for two very hot ladies who want their pussy filled with the same cock at the same time!"
Donna couldn't help moving closer to get a good look at the strange cock. Joan twisted the dildo in the middle and it started whirring and vibrating, jiggling in her hand so much that she could barely hold onto it.
"Oooooooh!" Donna exclaimed, a drop of saliva running down her glistening lips, so intently was she staring at that strange, wonderful cock that would satisfy both her and Joan at the very same time.
She licked her lips and trembled all over. She could feel the tingle start in her nipples and go all the way down to her throbbing, pulsing cunt. "Put it in me!" she cried lustily. "I want to get off! I need to COME!" Stan's head whirled in time with the vibrating dildo. He just couldn't believe that all this was happening to him! He had been pleasantly surprised by Cathy's visit and then delightfully shocked by Donna's little sexy show, but Joan's exciting, kinky dildo was almost too much for him to handle. His eyes lit up with the beginnings of lusty desire as he watched Joan hold out the huge dildo to Donna. He could feel his drained prick start to revive once again. He had thought that nothing could make him horny again, but Joan's kinky dildo was doing the trick!
"Get on your side, Donna," Joan commanded. Donna didn't wait for a second invitation. She wanted that beautiful, kinky vibrator in her hot little pussy. She hurried to do what Joan ordered.
"This beautiful, big cock is going to give real pussy-thrills to both of us," Joan promised, as she helped Donna push the huge white cock in position.
Donna was almost out of her mind with desire. She could feel her little pussy cream helplessly, just looking at the huge cock. She wondered if it would actually fit in her small, hot pussy. For a second she was actually afraid, but her pass ion wiped out her fears. She didn't care what she had to do to get it. That big, beautiful, kinky dildo was going to fit in her pussy if she had to get both Joan and Stan to help push it in!
"Help me push it in!" she squealed, licking her lips and grabbing Stan's hand. "You and Joan both push it in my hot pussy! I've got to have it! I need that big monster cock buried in my pussy right now!"
Stan and Joan put their hands on the huge cock. The positioned it carefully, aiming it directly at Donna's creaming, hot pussyhole. Then they pushed, firmly and relentlessly.
At first it seemed as if the huge dildo wouldn't fit into Donna's tight cunt. The head of it stuck in her wet pussymouth and wouldn't go in any farther. No amount of pushing would make it slide in her hot pussy.
Joan looked puzzled. She hadn't had any trouble fitting it into her own pussy so she figured that Donna's pussy would accommodate it too. She was stumped. She really didn't know what to do to stretch Donna's tight, hot pussy.
"I don't know what to do!" she wailed. "It just won't fit! Damn! Now we can't have any fun!"
Joan was almost in tears. Her lovely surprise wasn't turning out the way she had planned. She just hadn't counted on Donna's pussy being so tight!
Then Stan snapped his fingers. A huge smile broke across his face and he patted Donna's arm reassuringly. "I know what to do," he promised. "Just leave this little problem up to me!"
Joan sat back. She let Stan take over. She didn't know what he had in mind, but she was willing to watch. Donna looked relieved. The sweat was standing out on her forehead and she was biting her lips. She had done her best to accept the big cock but it was just too large for her tight, swollen pussy. She didn't know what Stan had in mind either, but she was willing to try anything. She wanted that huge cock in her pussy and she didn't care how he accomplished it as long as it went in!
Stan held the big cock in place with one hand. Then he gently parted Donna's puffy pussylips with the other. He gasped as he saw how swollen and puffy her cunt slit was. No wonder the huge dildo wouldn't go in! Donna was so swollen and so scared that she couldn't relax and let her juices lubricate her tight little pussyhole! This was going to be an easy problem to solve. Stan was an expert at getting his big cock into tight pussies and this was no different! He would just have to get her pussy nice and relaxed and wet. Then the huge dildo would push in easily.
Stan drew closer to Donna's hot, throbbing pussy. He rubbed his fingers over her hot cunt lips. He followed the line on her swollen, puffy pussy slit up until he felt the hard, little nub of her throbbing clitty. God! She really had a big one! Her hard, pulsing clit was almost like a miniature cock, sticking up and peeking out from the top of her hot red cunt lips!
"Oooooooh!" Donna squealed, as Stan's fingertip touched her tight, throbbing love button. "Ooooooh! Feels so good!" She could feel her tight, throbbing pussyhole shoot out a fountain of creamy pussyjuice. She was getting so wet that she was almost dripping!
Stan kept up a steady pressure on the giant dildo. He tweaked and rubbed Donna's hot little clit. He buffeted it back and forth with his fingertip and pressed it down with his thumb.
"Aaaaaah!" Donna sighed. She could feel her pussy beginning to loosen up. Every time Stan touched her hot clit, her whole pussy contracted and sucked inward. If it sucked in hard enough it would draw that huge dildo right into her hot cunt mouth.
"Aaaaaagh!" she squealed. She felt a burning touch on her clit! It was Stan's hot, probing tongue and he was circling all around her little clit.
"Oooooh! Suck my clitty into your mouth, Stan!" Donna hollered. She shuddered and trembled in ecstasy. She could feel the rushes of orgasm begin to shake her body and the steady pressure of the giant cock at her tight pussymouth was making-them even more intense.
"Make me come, Stan!" she squealed. "Make me come hard! If you make me come, I'll suck that big cock right up my pussy!"
Stan rubbed the flat of his hot tongue across her clit. He sucked it into his hot lips and gummed it eagerly. He flicked it with his tongue so fast that she thought his tongue was going to fall off!
Donna gasped and choked. She was almost there! Just a few seconds more of Stan's expert pussy licking and she would come! She felt the heat building up in her pussy. She could feel the tremors of orgasm begin to shake her body. "Bite it!" she screamed. "Bite my clit and push that big cock in at the same time!"
Stan fastened his teeth around her hard clitty. He gave her sweet little button one last flick with his twirling tongue. Then he bit down with increasing pressure!
Donna's whole body contracted. She felt her pussyhole spasm in and out. Her whole pussy began to explode and she felt the giant dildo sucked slowly into her hot, spasming cunt ! Tears rolled down her cheeks and she muttered little unintelligible sounds. It was in and it felt wonderful! Her whole pussy tunnel was contracting and spasming around the huge rubber cock and she almost pass ed out-with delirious joy! It was the best orgasm of her whole life!
Donna spread her thighs wide. She laughed loudly. Her face was a picture of complete delight. She loved having Joan's monster dildo in her tight little pussy!
Stan felt his prick buck and throb. He gazed eagerly at Donna's joyful face. He turned her toward Joan so she could see the delighted, horny expression on Donna's pretty face.
Joan shuddered. Watching her friend get fucked by the huge rubber cock was a real blast. She could hardly wait to get in on the action herself.
Joan reached out and grabbed the middle of the huge prick. She turned it on. The effect on Donna was startling. It was like someone had started her orgasm ah over again. Her body twitched and jerked with pleasure. Her face mirrored the delicious sensations that were running rampant through her lush body. She was in absolute heaven!
Stan and Joan watched with horny interest. The delicious shuddering and whirling of the huge dildo was making Donna's wet pussy snap and contract with waves of pleasure. She tossed her head back and forth and squealed out her joy.
"You get it, too!" she screamed. "Get it quick, Joan! I'm almost ready to come again! Hurry! I want to feel your big titties against mine when I get off! Hurry!"
Joan laughed in delight. "Are you hot, Donna?" she asked, knowing the answer. "Are you so hot you can't stand it? This big double cock will suck that sweet pussyjuice right out of your tiny throbbing cunt !"
"Ooooooh!" Donna screamed. "Hurry, Joan! I'm so hot my pussy is on fire! Hurry!"
Joan reached for Donna's hard nipples. They hardened in her fingers and she squeezed and nipped at them. They stuck out like little marbles, rosy and round.
"Oooooh!" Donna screamed again. She pulled Joan toward her, putting her arm around Joan's lovely bare pussy and tugging her close.
Joan giggled, a low sexy sound. She straddled the horny girl and began to cover the end of the vibrator with her own snapping, steamy pussy. She pulled and twisted at Donna's perky nipples while she positioned her hot, sucking pussymouth right over the head of the huge double cock!
Donna was completely out of her mind with no pass ion. She had forgotten Stan completely. It was like he didn't exist. All she could think about was the delicious whirring prick in her throbbing cunt and Joan's soft mammoth titties pressing closer and closer to her own hard tits.
"Aaaaah! Aaaaah! Aaaaah!" Donna sighed as Joan's huge soft titties came so close to her rock-hard nipples. She could feel the heat from Joan's burning titties. It swept over her sensitive nipples in waves.
Donna thrust her own titties upward. They quivered and trembled and finally they made contact with Joan's long nipples. She threw her arms around Joan and crushed her own titties up against hers. Both girls shuddered and trembled and pressed their hard nipples together in delicious abandon.
Stan was breathing hard. He could see Joan and Donna's titties mash together. It was like a soft, billowing pillow-fight with titties instead of feathers. The sight of titties on top of titties excited him uncontrollably. His long cock twitched and grew. He felt it throb and pulse and take on a life of its own. He would have never believed it could happen but it was true. He was ready to fuck again!
"Rub your clit against mine!" Joan demanded. Donna gasped. She hunched her hips forward until she felt her little love button scraping right up against Joan's. It was like touching a red-hot fire. Shudders ran through her body. This was the best sensation she'd ever had! It was great!' It was delicious! It was a trip, straight to heaven!
Donna couldn't hold off her climax much longer. The twirling, whirring vibrator was working its delicious delights in her creamy, snapping pussy. She shuddered every time Joan pushed her hips down on hers, rubbing the tips of their long, pulsing clitties together.
"God!" she screamed. "Hurry, Joan! Hurry and get off! I've got to come! I can't hold off any longer! Come with me, Joan! Come with me! Hurry!"
"Go ahead, honey!" Joan shouted. "Let it come! Let that little pussy of yours cream all over my double cock. Come on, honey! Give me that nice hot pussycream of yours. Shoot it all over my twitching clitty! Give it to meeee!"
Joan felt her own orgasm start, sending delicious shivers through her body. She was delirious with the waves of pleasure that washed over her. Just knowing that Donna was feeling the very same wonderful feelings drove her wild. It was double fun!
Donna felt Joan's love button begin to pulse rhythmically and the whirring cock inside her twitching pussy was shaken by the contractions of Joan's spasming pussy muscles.
"Aaaaagh!" she cried in delight! Joan's climax was going to make her get off, too! Her pussyhole tightened around the double cock. She felt the intense quiverings of Joan's orgasm and it sent her up, up, to the very heights of pass ion.
"Ooooh! I'm commmming!" she shouted. Shudders and ripples of joy raced through her slender body and she almost pass ed out with delight.
It seemed as if the girls would never stop coming. Stan stared at them in delighted intensity. He had never, never, never seen anything quite so sexy!
Both girls were thrashing and tossing around in complete abandon. Their thighs and pussies were clenched tightly around the double dildo. It looked as if they would never let go of that fantastic double cock!
Stan watched their titties shake and shiver in pass ion. Their nipples were sticking straight out like hard little pebbles, indenting each other's soft tittie flesh. Stan gulped. He wished that he had a camera so that he could remember this sight forever!
Stan sighed at the beautiful, sexy sight. Donna's silky beaver was pressed tightly to Joan's smooth, bare pussy. He couldn't decide which pussy was prettier. Joan's bare pussy made his mouth water and his cock jump, but Donna's lovely blonde beaver was beautiful too. He was glad that he didn't have to make up his mind which girl was sexier!
Stan licked his dry lips and then he felt the ache in his swinging balls. He looked down and gazed at what he thought wasn't possible. His huge prick was standing upright, begging to be right in the middle of that incredibly sexy scene!
Stan groaned happily as he crawled toward the two girls. Boy, did he ever have a surprise for them!
CHAPTER SEVEN
Cathy stripped off her clothes in a hurry. She had promised Joan Trotter that she'd come over for coffee and she had only an hour before it was time to go.
Cathy didn't ordinarily socialize with the tenants, but Joan Trotter was an exception. Joan had dropped into the office yesterday and they had started talking about all sorts of things. Cathy was surprised to find that they had a lot of things in common.
Joan didn't work and she was at home all day, alone. She invited Cathy over for a cup of coffee and Cathy accepted eagerly. She really missed the companionship of other women and Joan seemed like a perfect friend. Cathy could hardly wait to visit Joan's apartment this afternoon.
Cathy turned the shower on full force and adjusted the temperature. She took a quick shower and was just ready to step out when it happened! Cathy raised one leg to step out of the tub when the spray of water hit her hot little clit!
Cathy stood still. She felt the rushing stream of water buffet her pulsing little love button and it felt fantastic. Why hadn't she thought of doing this before? It was wonderful!
Cathy shook her head. What in the world was she doing? She didn't have time to stand in the shower and play with herself. She had to dress and take a nap so she would be all ready to go to Joan's.
Cathy reached out and shut off the water with a snap of her wrist. Really! The way she'd been acting lately was really disgraceful! Ever since she'd gone over to Stan Green's apartment, she hadn't been able to keep her hands away from her pussy.
Cathy wrapped herself in a fluffy towel. She combed out her long shining hair. Then she loosened the towel and looked at her reflection in the mirror.
She had a good body. Her eyes traveled up and down from the top of her head to the tip of her toes. Her body was as lush and beautiful as anyone's in the complex. Her titties weren't quite as big as Joan's, but that was alright. She made up for it by the gently rounded, full curves of her gorgeous, shimmering ass cheeks. Cathy knew that she had a beautiful assAll of her boyfriends in high school had told her that!
Cathy's gaze lingered on her nipples. They were hard and pink and rubbery. They hardened as she looked at them. She felt like reaching up and fondling them, but she stifled the impulse.
Her gaze moved to her waist and the sweeping curve of her hips. She turned sideways and struck a model's pose. Yes! Her quivering firm ass cheeks were gorgeous. Her boyfriends hadn't lied. Looking at her lush rounded globes made her proud.
Cathy's gaze traveled lower still and she stared at her fluffy beaver. She saw the way her wet pussyhair hid nothing of her charms. Her pussyhair just served to enhance her lovely pussy. The puffy lips showed clearly through the shining hairs and they began to swell apart and puff up even more as she watched them. She could see them actually swell up and part, revealing more delights inside.
She stared at the point where her thighs met and she felt the tingling sensation of heat throb through her body. She couldn't help thinking of Stan's hard cock and how it must have looked buried snugly in her wet, clinging pussy. Her pussylips must have clamped around his long cockshaft and clung to the sides. It must have been a beautiful sight. She wished that she had the chance to do it again, right here, in front of the mirror where she could see everything in broad daylight!
Cathy noticed her sexy, wanton expression and shivered. She looked like a slut. Pete would just die of embarrassment if he walked in and found her undressed looking at her body in the mirror. She giggled. Maybe it would do him some good if he did happen to walk in. Something or someone was going to have to teach him something about sex. He just wasn't willing to do something new. He was a wham, bam, thank you ma'am man, and Cathy deserved something better than that! She deserved a real man!
Cathy wondered why Pete was such a prude when it came to sex. She had tried to ask him about it once, but he had gotten mad and refused to talk about it. She shrugged her shoulders. She didn't really care how he got that way, she just wanted him to get over it!
Cathy closed her eyes and imagined Stan's hard cock. She thought about how big it was and how wonderful it had felt filling up her hot pussy. Her pussy began to tingle and itch. She felt like she was going to come, just thinking about fucking with Stan. Her desires were running wild again and she didn't know what to do about it!
Cathy felt her hand move. She pretended it was Stan's hand that was moving toward her creaming pussy. It slid along her inner thigh until it met her silky pussyhair. Then it cupped her soft, silky beaver and squeezed. She moaned slightly and parted her moist red lips.
Just thinking about Stan's eager fingers made her nipples throb. They swelled up and pointed stiffly. They felt like little burning points of fire and they darkened and rose to stick out like ruby raspberries on the tips of her creamy titties.
Cathy held her breath. She tried to make her hand return to her side. She tried to stop the wonderful sensations that were running through her lush body. It didn't do any good, though. She couldn't stop it. Her pussy was hot and wet and nothing was going to stop the ache in her creamy cunt tunnel unless she came. Coming was the only solution!
Cathy sighed deeply. Her whole body shuddered and trembled. It was no use. She would have to play with her hot pussy until she came! There was no alternative!
She saw the reflection of the huge bed in her mirror. She thought about how nice it would be to stretch out and play with her pussy and bring herself off. She kept her hand on her pussy and walked to the bed. She stretched out, feeling the smooth, satin spread beneath her tender ass cheeks. She closed her eyes. Her hand was still clamped between her hot thighs.
Cathy arched her spine. She made her titties thrust out and point. She tossed her head from side to side and imagined Stan's hard cock. Then a picture came into her mind that she hadn't tried to imagine. It was a message straight from her subconscious. It was something her lush body needed, but she didn't know it yet. It was a prediction of delights to come ... a message from the future!
Cathy pictured Stan's prick. It stretched out in front of her, big and hard. The knob at the head was red and pulsing. She could see his glans hole open and close and shiny drops of cum were hanging at the very tip.
She tried to see more and his balls came into her mind. They were tight and rounded, nestled up under the root of his long, pulsing cock. She could see it jerk and throb with a heavy load of cum, just for her hot, aching pussy.
Then Cathy saw the exciting part, the part she hadn't imagined before, the part that would become a wonderful part of her life. Stan's huge, throbbing cockhead was entering her body. It was pushing forward, plunging wetly into her lush body. It was lunging and jerking, sinking up to its very root in her hot, steamy body. It wasn't dipping and plunging into her hot pussy, though. It was enjoying another wonderful part of her body. Stan's cock was buried up to the hilt in her tiny, pink, puckered ass hole!
Cathy tossed her head and cried out in surprise.
She didn't know where that idea had come from. Pete had certainly never suggested ass fucking her and it was something she had read about but never tried. She didn't think she wanted to until this very minute. Now she knew that ass fucking was the very thing she had been needing. Just thinking about it started the deep tremors of orgasm rippling through her pussy.
Cathy slid the tip of her finger up and down her cunt slit. She could feel how hot and horny thinking about ass fucking had made her. Her silky, hot pussyflesh sucked and popped with her creamy cunt juices. Her pussy was so hot and horny that she was sure it was steaming!
Cathy lifted her hips high and trembled. She clenched her luscious ass cheeks tightly, feeling her rubbery ass hole contract and spasm in pleasure. Her fingertip tickled and explored. It couldn't keep still. It covered her pussy, nudging into every nook and cranny, making delicious shivers run through her.
Cathy's finger ran over the puffy flesh of her pussylips and nosed through the hot wetness of her honeyed cunt juices. She could feel her hot cream flowing out of her tight pussyhole. It felt like oiled satin. She could feel the rim and all the slippery hot honey coating it heavily.
She sighed happily and felt her fingertip travel higher up her pussyslit. Her clitty was straining from the top of her cunt cleft and her fingertip nudged it gently. She gasped.
Cathy felt like she had been jolted with electricity. She jerked and let out a squeal. Her clitty was so sensitive she didn't know if she could even touch it again without coming.
Cathy groaned. Her hips rolled and ground into the bed. Her pussy muscles squeezed and spasmed. She shoved her ass downward and jerked her thighs wide apart. She covered the whole area of her pussy with her hand and squeezed hard. The tingling in her clitty just got worse.
Cathy began shaking her pussy up and down. She tugged at her silky pussyhair and pounded her palm against her hot cunt. Her finger poked out and found her clitty again and rubbed over its head, hard!
She flicked her little love button with her fingertip. She felt her pussymouth spasm and sugary thrills shot through her whole body. Her cunt mouth was aching, begging for something to fill it and Cathy looked around wildly.
Her eyes rested on a hand-lotion bottle and she smiled. She reached out and unscrewed the cap. Then she tipped it up and shoved it into her hot, aching cunt!
"Mmmm!" Cathy moaned. She felt the creamy lotion dribble out of the imbedded bottle, little by little. It was cold-but her pussy soon warmed it up. She shoved the bottle all the way up her pussytunnel and sighed happily. It felt just like a cock and she could pretend it was Stan's. That ought to make her come fast!
Cathy found her throbbing little clitty with her finger again. It was red and throbbing. She touched it gently and saw the lotion bottle tip drastically in her pussy.
"Ooooh, God!" she shuddered. Her pussymouth was still contracting and spasming and the lotion bottle leaked even more as it was tipped from side to side.
Cathy reached down with her other hand and touched the rim of her hot little shitter. She poked at the tight ring while she played with her clit. Then she shoved her finger against the tight rubbery ring of her virgin ass hole.
It hurt! Cathy felt the tears come into her eyes. If the tip of her finger felt that painful, she would never be able to stand a big hard cock up her ass !
She shivered. Suddenly a new feeling came over her. She wet the tip of her finger and ran it around the rim of her little shitter. She played and probed until her ass muscles were all relaxed and loosened. Then she poked the tip of her finger right up her hot, puckered ass hole!
"Aaaah!" she cried loudly. It still hurt, but not as much. It even began to feel rather good. She could feel the tight mouth of her virgin bung spasming around her finger and every time she touched her hard, fiery clit, her ass hole spasmed anew. It was beginning to feel really good!
Cathy felt the waves of orgasm take over her body. She trembled and quivered. Her breath came in uneven gasps. Her ass hole clenched and unclenched in slow rhythmic contractions. The bottle of lotion dripped faster, bathing her pussy in a cold stream of perfumed lotion. Her clit strained and bucked and her ass hole sucked hard. It sucked so hard that she couldn't control it anymore.
"Aaagh!" she screamed as her tight shitter pulled her finger all the way up her hot, pulsing shitchute!
"Ah! Ahhhhgh! Ohhhh, GOD!" she screamed. It was like all the lights in the world blinked on and off. She was bathed in a cold shower of slippery lotion and a hot bath of boiling cunt cream. It was lovely, delicious, wonderful! She was in heaven! Nothing could beat this but the real thing and she was determined to try it at the next opportunity. She was going to try a hard, hot cock up her horny ass if it killed her!
CHAPTER EIGHT
Cathy knocked at Joan's door at precisely three o'clock. Her face was a little flushed, but that was the only clue to what she had been doing only minutes before!
She was all settled with a cup of coffee in her hand when Curt walked into the room. He was wearing nothing but a thin silk robe and he stopped short when he saw Cathy.
"Whoops! Sony...." he apologized. "I didn't know you had company, Joan." He turned to leave the room.
"Honey?" Joan called him back. "What did you want, dear?"
Curt flashed Joan a grin of pure lust. "Uh ... Never mind, hon. I guess later will be alright."
"Wait just a minute:" Joan commanded. "Did you want what I think you wanted?" She smiled at her husband sexily and Cathy saw the front of Curt's robe tent out in front as his cock instantly hardened.
"Uh ... yes. Yes! That's exactly what I wanted Joan, but I don't think it's exactly the time, right now...." Curt's face took on a new look. Heglanced at Cathy eagerly and then back at Joan. "Or is it? TH bet that Cathy wouldn't mind if you gave me what I needed right now. She could even watch! That ought to be fun, right, Cathy?"
Cathy turned red. She would have to be a fool not to know what Curt was talking about. She was on the verge of getting up and leaving in a huff, when she had second thoughts.
She smiled at Curt and giggled slightly. "Well...." she answered slowly. "I don't know if I should stay or not! That depends on how interesting it is for me! Just what did you have in mind, Curt?"
Joan shot Cathy a startled glance. Where had Miss Prune-whip disappeared to? Cathy was acting like she might be a swinger after all. Her voice was low and sexy and she seemed to be playing along with Curt's bold suggestion. Joan had trouble believing her own ears!
"Cathy!" she squealed. "What in the world's gotten into you? I thought you'd be shocked! Don't tell me that you're a swinger!"
Cathy giggled. "Let's just say that I had second thoughts, Joan," she replied. "All of a sudden I realized that I've been missing out on a lot of fun around here and I want to be in on it from now on!
She turned to Curt, who was grinning widely. "Well? You promised me a show ... where is it? Aren't you two going to fuck so I can watch?"
Both Curt and Joan started laughing. Cathy was much more liberated than they had thought!
Curt reached out and squeezed Joan's ripe titties. She sank her hand to the crotch of his robe and pressed against his straining cock. The sight almost made Cathy cream her pants.
"Ooooh! That's just what I need, honey!" Joan breathed. "And you need it too! I can tell! You must have been horny all afternoon from the size of that cock! Lord, Curt! It's as big as a pole!"
Cathy felt her cunt lips swell and spread apart inside her panties. Joan's sexy voice was turning her on, too!
"Oh?" Curt replied. "You think that's big? Just wait until you stick that long prick in your mouth! Then you'll see what big is!"
Cathy took a deep breath and held it. She tried to keep quiet. She felt like panting and moaning and pressing her hand to her creaming pussy. She knew that her face was red with pass ion. Joan and Curt would know just how horny she was, if they looked at her.
Cathy bit her lips to keep quiet. She wanted to beg to join in on Joan and Curt's fun but she was still a little too shy for that. She would have to settle for watching and wishing. She made a slight sound and Joan turned to look at her.
"Ooooh, Cathy!" Joan exclaimed. "Look at Cathy, Curt! See the expression on her face? Cathy'd like to be in my place right now, wouldn't you Cathy? You'd like to have your hand on Curt's cock, wouldn't you?"
Cathy didn't know what to say. Her face got redder and redder. She was afraid to be honest. Most women would be mad if another woman lusted after their husband, Cathy knew that! She didn't know whether she should be honest and admit it, or lie and say that she wouldn't.
Joan giggled. She nudged Curt. "Look at Cathy.
She doesn't know what to say. She thinks I might be jealous! Isn't that a blast?"
Curt laughed amusedly. "Don't worry about Joan being jealous, Cathy. Joan loves to see me fucking good-looking women. She shares all her friends with me and I share all my friends with her. We're swappers!"
Cathy's mouth dropped open. "You mean you swap partners!" she gasped. "You really belong to a wife-swapping club or something?"
Joan laughed right out loud. "Honey, we don't belong to one...." she quipped. "We ARE one! We started the wife-swapping in this whole complex! Donna and Herb do it. Stan and his girlfriend just started doing it. We're always looking for more members. The more the merrier. How about it Cathy? Wouldn't you and Pete like to join? We have a lot of fun!"
Cathy's eyes gleamed with lust. "You bet I want to join!" she squealed. "It sounds like an absolute blast! I've always wanted to do something kinky like that! Wow! I never dreamed that there was a wife-swapping club right here in the complex!"
Cathy looked like she was ready to cream her pants just thinking about wife-swapping. She looked excited and happy. Her snooty expression had completely disappeared. She looked human ... well, she looked better than that, really. She looked beautiful! Joan had never seen her look so pretty.
Then it happened. Cathy's face fell. Her lower hp quivered and tears sprang up in her eyes. She wasn't going to be able to join the wife-swapping club, after all. She had just thought about Pete!
"What's the matter, Cathy?" Joan asked, noticing Cathy's abrupt change of expression. "Don't you want to do it anymore?"
"Oh! Yes! I want to, but I don't think Pete will ever go along with it! Pete is a stick-in-the-mud when it comes to sex! I'm sure he'll never want to swap wives. He's just too hung-up to do anything like that!"
Stan laughed. He patted Cathy's head. "Don't worry about a thing," he advised. "You won't have to say anything to Pete. Joan will take care of that, won't you Joan?"
Joan's face lit up. She sprouted a sexy grin. "You mean you want me to give him the works?" she asked, squirming a little. "You want me to seduce him and loosen him up a little?"
"Yes!" Cathy cried out. "Please, Joan! Do you think you can do it? Do you think you can loosen up Pete so he'll agree to swing? Oh, please Joan! Do you think you can?"
Cathy war squirming and jumping up and down, she was so excited. Everything hinged on Joan's ability to turn Pete on. Cathy had already noticed Joan's big titties and luscious ass. Joan would turn anyone on. It might just work, if Pete was a little drunk or something.
"How are you going to do it?" she asked. "How are you going to seduce him, Joan?"
"Just wait and see," Joan promised, licking her lips lustily. "Just tell Pete that we're all going out dancing tonight. Then I'll think of something to get Pete to bring me back here. I'll loosen up Pete, just wait and see!"
Cathy gazed at Joan in wide-eyed fascination. Then a huge grin took the place of the skepticism written on her face. "You know, I really think you can do it, Joan!" she laughed. "I really do!"
"Hey," Curt said, reaching out and grasping his wife's firm tittie. "Joan can turn on anybody! You wait and see! I just wish we could watch her in action!"
"Why not?" Cathy gasped. "Isn't there some way Curt and I could watch you seduce Pete? I'd love to see it! That would be one of the most exciting sights in the world!"
"I don't see why you can't watch!" Joan answered. "That would be a real turn-on for me too! Why don't you give me fifteen minutes or so to let me get Pete warmed up and then you two can come in and hide in the bedroom. You can sneak right into the closet and watch from there. I'll figure out some way to get Pete's attention so he won't see you!"
Cathy looked happy again. She could hardly wait. This was going to be a real ball! "I'm going to go right on home and tell Pete that we're invited out for the evening," she squealed. "My hot pussy can just wait until tonight. If everything goes well, I'll be ready to fuck and suck all night!"
"Hold on just a second, honey," Joan called out. "Curt and I wouldn't want you to go home frustrated, would we dear?"
"Hell no!" Curt replied. "Why don't you just slip down those pretty little panties and let Joan and I take care of you before you go?"
Cathy shivered all over. She hadn't really expected this, but it sure sounded good. She reached up and rolled her filmy panties down around her hips. Then she wiggled her ass cheeks and they slithered to the rug.
Joan was right beside her by this time. She rolled up Cathy's sweater and ran her fingers over her protruding, pink nipples. "Ohhhhh! You've got pretty little titties!" Joan gasped. "Look at those nipples Curt ... all hard and throbbing. I'll take care of them if you take care of Cathy's hot pussy!"
Curt grinned. He pulled Cathy down on the couch and spread her creamy white thighs. He could see her puffy pink cunt lips poking out beneath her silky, golden pussy. "Just hold still now, Cathy, and we'll give you a thrill that ought to last you until tonight," he breathed.
Cathy's breath came in quick little gasps. She watched Joan's head nearing her hard, pulsing nipples. She felt Curt's hot breath on her throbbing wet cuntIt was almost too much for her to bear. She held her breath and shuddered all over.
"Oooooooh! Hurry! Please! Hurry!" she gasped. "Oh! Get me off, please!"
Joan's hot lips reached her nipple at the exact same time Curt's tongue probed out and licked the expanse of her throbbing pussyslit. Cathy jerked and jumped like an electrical charge had jolted her. Her body doubled up and her eyes popped open wide. She gurgled happily. This was the way she should be treated. This was heaven!
Cathy could feel the waves of orgasm build up in her tight body. Curt's tongue knew just where to probe and lick. His mouth was incredibly hot and it covered her whole pussy and licked eagerly. She had never felt such expert cunt lapping.
"Oooooooh! Don't stop, Curt! I'm almost there! Oh! Bite my nipple, Joan! Bite it hard while Curt sucks on my hot pussy! Ooooooh! Do it! Make me come! Pleeeeeeeeease!"
Cathy's body shook with stored-up pass ion. Her titties quivered and throbbed. Her hard little nipples stuck straight out, begging for the electric caresses of Joan's tongue and teeth.
She could feel her inner thighs trembling. Curt had her legs spread so widely that she felt split down the middle. His head was buried snugly in the vee of her hot crotch and he was licking her cunt slit with long laps of the flat of his tongue. She felt like some giant animal was licking her pussy, and it made her even hotter.
Curt's tongue moved lower. It touched the rim of her tight little ass hole and circled the edge. Then it drew back and curled into a thick tube. Cathy squealed in delight. She knew what Curt was about to do and the anticipation made her hot pussy cream helplessly. She reached down and grabbed Curt's hair. She could hardly wait.
Curt's thick curled tongue shot forward. It probed Cathy's virgin shitter. Then it pushed right at the center of her tight ass ring. Cathy could feel her quivering little ass hole clench and unclench spasmodically. Curt's tongue felt so good! She had never felt anything like it in her whole life.
Joan watched her husband's every move. She saw his tongue lap the outside of Cathy's tight little shitter. She knew what he was about to do and she timed it just right. When Curt curled his tongue and probed up Cathy's tight little ass hole, she bit down sharply on Cathy's hard, rubbery nipple, chewing and gumming it between her sharp little teeth.
"Aaaaaagh!" Cathy exploded. She thought of how it would feel to have Curt's naughty tongue replaced with his long, hard prick and the first hard waves of orgasm ripped through her body. She thrust her nipples up into Joan's face.
"Ooooooh! God! Ass fuck me with your tongue! Harder, Curt! Ass fuck me harder! Oooooooh! Oh! I'm going to come! It's coming! Here it is! Aaaaaaaaaaagh!"
Cathy's hot, steaming pussy exploded with burst of creamy juices. She felt her pussycream gush out and fill Curt's sucking mouth. She felt her tight little shitter clench and squeeze his thick, hot tongue. Her whole body shook like she was being buffeted around by high winds. It seemed as if she would never stop the unconscious spasming of her pussy and ass hole. It was marvelous, wonderful, super-exciting! She vowed to beg Curt to fuck her in the ass hole as soon as Joan seduced Pete. Ass fucking was just what she had been needing. She knew it now!
Cathy threw back her head and let out a gigantic laugh. She felt marvelously happy. Everything was going to turn out alright, after all!
CHAPTER NINE
Joan stood before the mirror with nothing covering her body except a pair of super-sheer pantyhose. They did absolutely nothing to hide her sexy charms. It was like looking at her body through a thin veil. She could see the rounded swell of her smooth, bare pussy and the sheen of her gleaming ass cheeks. The thin covering of gauzy nylon just added a little tan to her body, making her legs and ass cheeks shine with a soft glow.
"God! You're really a knockout, baby," Curt said, swallowing hard. He was standing in the doorway, watching Joan get ready for their evening with Cathy and Pete. He felt his huge prick throb and jerk, rising to mammoth proportions as a compliment to Joan's sexy charms.
Joan turned to look at him and gasped as she saw his hard cock rising like a flagpole. "Isn't once a day enough for you, darling?" she purred, tossing her head and parting her luscious red lips. She looked thoughtful for a moment and then shook her head negatively.
"We'd better save it for later," she advised, glancing at the clock. "We're supposed to meet Cathy and Pete at the Dunes in just fifteen minutes. I have the feeling that what you have in mind would take a hell of a lot longer than that!"
Curt patted his prick. "You're right, honey," he agreed, looking wistful. "It's just that bare pussy of yours. Every time I see it my prick gets harder than a rock and I want to get on my knees and lick it!"
Joan giggled. She stuck the tip of her tongue out at her husband. Then she reached for the dress she had decided to wear. It was a bright yellow, low-cut, slinky mini-dress. She slipped it over her head and pulled it down over her full titties. The she wiggled her hips to slide it down farther. She reached down and tugged at the hem, trying to pull it down into place. The she tried to zip it up. It was impossible. The dress was so tight that she couldn't reach far enough behind her to reach the zipper. She struggled ineffectually for a moment and then gave up.
"Will you zip me, Curt?" she asked, backing toward the bed where he was lying.
"Sure, just a second ... Wow! This is really tight! There ... just a little farther ... There! It's done!"
Curt breathed a sigh of relief. Zipping Joan's tight dress had been a real chore. "Turn around, honey, and let me see how you look."
Joan turned around slowly, letting out her breath. She had been holding it so Curt could zip the tight dress.
"God damn, honey! That dress is really something! It's ... it's ... well ... it's really sexy! God! If you don't turn on Pete with that dress, then there's no hope for him at all!"
Joan giggled, thrusting out her hard, pointed nipples. The punched out in hard little bumps against the silk material of the dress. It looked like Joan had painted her body with yellow paint, her dress was so tight. Not one little bit of her sexy charm was hidden!
"I can see I'm going to have to fight off every guy we meet tonight," Curt sighed, winking at her. "If that dress was any sexier, you'd get locked up for indecent exposure!"
Joan wiggled her butt. She ran her tongue across her little white teeth and smiled lustily. "Do you think it's too tight, Curt? I noticed that you had trouble zipping it."
"Sure, it's plenty tight alright. You know, I don't know if you'd better wear it or not, honey. I'm a little afraid that if you sit down it'll pop the zipper right open."
"Oh! I hope so!" Joan replied, laughing at the shocked expression in her husband's eyes. She started to explain. "If I break the zipper on my dress I'll have to come home and change. Of course, you'll be busy dancing with Cathy and I'll ask Pete to run me home to make a quick change. Then...."
"Then you'll let him get a good look at your naked pussy and Cathy and I will have to follow you a couple of minutes later if we want to get in on the action. Right?"
"Exactly! I think it'll work, don't you, honey? I do look sexy, don't I?"
Curt stood up. He rushed out of the room, heading for the front door. "Hurry up!" he called out. "The faster we get your little plan into action, the quicker I can bury my cock in your pussy! If we stick around here much longer, I'll rape you!"
Joan took one last look at herself in the mirror. Fine! She looked sexy enough to turn on any man. She could hardly wait to tease Pete. She was going to give him a super come-on.
She leaned over and let her titties push a little farther out of the low-cut neck of her dress. There! Now she had more tittie outside than inside. That ought to stir Pete's cock into instant life!
* * *
Joan had been giving Pete little hints all evening. She had glanced at him and rubbed up against him in the bar. She had leaned against him when he lit her cigarette and brushed her nearly-nude tittie against his arm. From the glances that Pete had returned, it looked like seducing him was going to be a snap!
Several times during the evening Pete had met her bold gaze and then dropped his eyes in embarrassment. Joan was sure that he was definitely interested. All that she needed to do was to get him alone.
Before they had finished their next drink, Joan had Pete on the dance floor. That was a definite advantage, because now they were away from Curt and Cathy. Pete should feel a little freer about responding to her flirting as long as he knew that Curt and Cathy couldn't see him.
The music was slow, giving Joan an excuse to snuggle up in Pete's arms. She rubbed her hard, pointed nipples up against his chest.
"I just love to dance, don't you, Pete?" she asked innocently. Then she nestled even closer against him.
"Uh ... YES! Yes! I love to dance, Joan!" Pete replied, obviously aware of the way that her nipples were pressing against his chest. He unconsciously slipped one hand to her quivering, silk-clad ass cheeks. Then, as soon as he realized what he had done, he pulled it back as if he'd been burned.
"Oh! Leave your hand there, Pete," Joan begged, pressing closer. "Dancing close like this makes me feel so sexy! Does it make you feel sexy, Pete?"
"Uh ... yes! It sure does, Joan! You bet it does!" Poor Pete was turning red. He looked like he was ready to sink through the floor.
"Ummmmm," Joan moaned. "Feels so good!" She put her arms around him so that her hard, swelling nipples were crushed against his chest. Then she ground her hips against his!
Pete jerked. His cock sprang into life. It throbbed and pulsed and grew longer and harder with every beat of the music. He had a colossal hard-on! Joan could feel it right through his pants! Now was the time to spring into action!
Joan took a deep breath. She made her whole chest swell up. Then she hunched her shoulders forward, putting a heavy strain on her flimsy little zipper. She threw her arms around Pete and heard a loud popping sound. She'd done it! Her zipper had burst!
"Ooooooh, no!" she wailed in mock alarm. "Oh, Pete! My zipper broke! Quick, let's go back to the table. Walk in back of me so no one else can see!"
Joan knew that the long smooth lines of her back were exposed. She felt Pete's breath quicken when she wiggled her butt and he saw the very bottom of her split seam ending right at the crack of her lush ass cheeks. Pete was flushed. He looked like he was ready to pass out with lust!
Just minutes later, Pete unlocked the door to Joan's apartment. "Come on, Pete," Joan urged him toward the bedroom. "You have to help me with the zipper. It's still holding on up here at the top, and I can't get out of this unless you break it open or something."
Pete's hands trembled so badly that it tookanother five minutes to get the zipper undone. He looked like he was ready to run. He was terribly uncomfortable.
Joan turned around to face him, smiling broadly. "Oh, thanks, Pete! I never could have done that alone!" She pulled the top off her shoulders and uncovered her firm, perky nipples for just an instant before covering them up with her hands quickly.
"Oh, goodness!" she said. "I shouldn't be undressing like this in front of you. Turn your head, Pete, and don't peek!"
Pete turned his head. Now he couldn't see Joan face to face, but he could still peek at her reflection in the mirror if he wanted to.
What Pete didn't realize was that Joan could watch him, too. She could see the way his expression changed when she let her dress fall in a satiny pool on the rug.
He raised his eyes slowly to her titties. He gasped in shock. He had never seen such beautiful titties, not even in pictures! Her titties were like two mounds of creamy ice cream, perfectly formed and peaked with little red-brown marbles.
Pete gulped nervously. His mouth watered and the twitching and burning in his hard prick grew worse. He wished he could think of something to say to tell her how beautiful she was, but he wasn't even supposed to be watching!
Joan giggled. She stared straight at him in the mirror. "I see you, Pete!" she called out. "I know you're watching! You might as well admit it!"
Pete was speechless. He didn't know that Joan could see him. He had been caught! There was nothing to do but face the music. He turned around slowly. He opened his mouth to apologize but nothing came out. Joan was holding up her titties with the palms of her hands, offering them to him. "Come on over here and get a closer look!" she suggested. "I'd like you to look at my titties, Pete!"
Pete crossed the room. He dropped to his knees in front of her. "I ... I ... I'm sorry, Joan," he apologized. "I didn't mean to peek, but you're so beautiful!" He stared so hard at her quivering titties that he thought he might go blind. He stayed there, on his knees, barely daring. to breathe, waiting for her to tell him it was alright! He was completely won over by her lustful beauty. He would do anything she asked him to. He was so ashamed at peeking at her, even though she didn't seem to mind one little bit!
Joan trembled slightly. Pete's eager gaze was making her titties hot. They quivered and shook under his hard gaze. She smiled at him. This was working much better that she had hoped! Pete was her for the asking. She knew he would do anything to make up for peeking at her. Her mind whirled at the exciting possibilities. But ... if she asked for too much at once, it might make Pete come and then all her horny fun would be spoiled! She would have to go slowly and keep Pete from blowing it all at once!
"Come on a little closer, Pete," she invited huskily. "Don't be afraid. I know exactly how you're feeling right now. You're wondering whether you should turn and run, aren't you? You don't know if it's right to stare at my titties. I've felt that way too, Pete. I felt that way the first time I ever saw a man's cock! Is that how you're feeling, Pete? Are you a little scared and excited?"
Pete nodded. He kept his eyes lowered as soon as he realized that they were on the exact same level as Joan's pussy. He was afraid to raise his eyes. Staring at her titties was one thing. Staring at her pussy was a lot worse!
"Come on, Pete. Raise your eyes and do what you're dying to do! Go ahead and stare at my pretty bald pussy! I'll bet you've never seen a bare pussy before, have you?"
Pete gulped. Bare? What was she talking about, bare! He raised his eyes in spite of his better intentions. His hand flew to his mouth. It was true! Joan's pussy was bare!
Joan wanted to throw herself in Pete's arms and fuck right then, but she knew that doing that would only scare him off. She had to be very careful. She had to treat him like a nervous virgin and seduce him that way. If she did it well, she could break through all those hang-ups he must have gotten as a young boy!
Pete stared up at her bare pussy. He could see the puffy pink pussylips and the moist delights inside. Nothing was hidden from his eyes. He couldn't believe how horny her bare pussy made him feel. It was like fucking all over again for the first time. It was the most exciting pussy he had ever seen! It made him think of peeking at little girls' pussies and the naughty thought excited him almost unbearably. He could feel his cock jerk and throb in his pants.
Pete moved forward slightly, and Joan smiled warmly in encouragement. "Just a little closer, darling," she murmured. She wanted him to get dose enough to touch her pretty bare pussy. She wanted him to smell the scent of her excitement and feel the heat radiating from her swollen, pink pussylips.
Joan's slick cunt creamed hotly in response to his forward movement. She reached down and spread her wet pink pussylips. She framed her hot pussy with the fingers of both hands, smiling all the while. "Come on, honey," she whispered sexily. "Touch my hot pussy. It's all wet, just thinking about you. Touch me right here. I want you to touch me. Please, Pete! Touch me!"
Something seemed to snap in Pete's mind. The fearful, nervous expression on his handsome face was replaced by one of eager horniness. He reached out eagerly, and touched the silky inside of Joan's hot pussy. It was incredibly hot and slippery!
Pete could feel a flush of desire originate in his balls and spread upward to the very tip of his throbbing and pulsing cock. It throbbed mightily. It was so hard that Pete didn't think it would ever go down! "Oh, God! You're so hot! Just like a burning furnace!" he breathed. "You're so hot and wet! I can see all your hot pussyjuice, running out! God, Joan! You're so wet! What makes your hot pussy so wet, Joan?"
Joan covered his trembling fingers with hers and pressed his hand flat against her throbbing cunt. "You should know why my pussy is so hot," she answered softly. "It's all hot and wet because of you, Pete! You didn't know that you could make my pussy so hot and wet, did you?"
"Uh ... Uh ... Uh ... no! No, I didn't!" Pete gasped. He tried to tell Joan how excited he was getting but the words just wouldn't come out of his throat. He was too horny to even talk! All he could think about was Joan's hot pussy and his raging, hard cock. All he cared about was how hot and soft her pussy was, and how much his bursting nuts ached from touching her silky hot cunt !
"Isn't it hard for you to see in that position?" Joan asked, twisting slightly. "Don't you wish that you could see better?"
"See?" Pete asked incredulously. "You mean you want me to see your pussy? You really want me to look at it?"
"Why, of course, silly!" Joan answered. "It's much more fun if you can see what you're doing. Half the fun is watching!" She lowered her quivering ass cheeks to the couch and spread out her hot, slippery cunt lips so that he could see better.
"There! Now isn't this better?"
"Uh ... Uh ... Yes! Yes, of course it is!" Pete gulped. Poor Pete was in absolute agony. He didn't know what to say. His eyes were almost popping out of his head and his face was a deep, red color. "Oh, God!" he gasped. "I just can't believe this is happening to me!"
Joan saw Cathy and Curt wave at her from the doorway. They were waiting for her signal to hide in the closet. Joan made a motion for them to wait. She would manage to find a way to rivet all Pete's attention on her, so he wouldn't notice Cathy and Curt sneak into the closet.
"Oh, it's happening alright!" she replied in a low, husky voice. "Why don't you touch me again if you don't believe it's real? Sink your fingers right in my hot, creaming pussy. Do it, Pete! Frig me with your fingers!"
Joan reached out and grabbed Pete's arm, pulling him forward, making him lose his balance. He toppled forward, falling against her nude pussy.
"Ooooooh!" he groaned as his face pressed right up against her smooth, silky thighs. "Ooooooh! Your pussy's right there! Oooooooh! I'm so horny!"
Joan felt Pete's mouth press up against her inner thighs and she thought she would go crazy with lust. Her pussy was creaming and pulsing wildly. She felt the stirring of orgasm deep in her slick pussy and she had the urge to press his face right down in her burning cunt ! She sat quietly for a moment, letting him drink in the scent of her honeyed cunt. She felt the blasts of his hot, ragged breath on her wet pussy and she almost came just thinking about how good his long, hot tongue would feel in her horny pussy!
She gave a signal with her hand. She saw Curt and Cathy silently sneak through the door. She grabbed Pete's head and pressed it closer until she was sure he could see nothing except her hot, horny pussy cleft.
"See?" she questioned, holding his face in place. "A pussy is fun to look at, isn't it? Some men never get the chance to look at a pussy. They always fuck in the dark. They really don't know what they're missing. You like to look at my pussy, don't you dear?"
"Yes!" Pete answered emphatically. "It's so pretty!" He gulped in fascination and excitement. He couldn't stop staring at her beautiful wet, pink pussy spread out right before his hot eyes. He could see that it made her hot when he looked at it. He saw all the creamy pussyjuice soak her hot, shiny tissues. He could feel the heat building in her throbbing cunt .
Pete began to pant in agony as he stared at her pink, slick pussy. He wanted to reach out and part her hot, wet pussy lips, but he was frozen in place, staring. Then Joan did something that almost made him come in his jeans! She reached down and parted her crimson cunt lips, exposing her hot pussy completely!
"Oh, God!" Pete gulped as he saw her wet, slick pussy and the hard, throbbing knob of her sexy love button above her pulsing pink cunt channel. He couldn't believe what she was doing.
Joan liked to have Pete stare at her hot pussy. She could feel her pussy get wetter and wetter. She decided to really give him a thrill and let-him watch her play with her pussy.
Joan heard the huge closet doors roll quietly closed until only a small crack remained. Curt and Cathy were safely hidden away. Just knowing they were watching made this whole seduction doubly exciting for her. She reached out and pinched her long, shiny clitty, moaning deep in her throat.
"Do you want to make me feel good, Pete?" she asked, continuing to pull at her rock-hard love button. "Do you want to give me some really sexy thrills?"
Pete gulped and then swallowed noisily. He nodded swiftly. "Sure!" he gasped. "Anything you want Joan! I'll do anything!"
Joan smiled lewdly. She heard Cathy's soft gasp from the closet. She bet that Cathy had never gotten Pete this horny. She smiled at Pete sexily. "Will you do something that will make me come, darling?" she asked. "Would you like to hear me squeal and cry with pleasure?"
"YES!" Pete yelled. "Just tell me what it is! I'll do anything you want! Anything!"
"I want you to lick my pussy, darling," Joan demanded. She pushed his face down into her steaming pussy cleft. "Just stick your long tongue in my cunt ! Here! I'll hold it open to make it easier for you!"
Joan went wild as she felt Pete's hot face touch her open pussy. She pressed his face down until it was nestled right up against her creamy, musky pussy. She forced his face right down in her gaping cunt and gasped as she felt him rub his nose up against her jerking clit. Pete was going to lick her cunt and she was going to teach him how to do it well. She would make him into a first-class cunt licker!
Pete went wild as she pressed his face down. He buried his nose in her incredibly hot pussy and smelled the heady, wild scent of her arousal. He almost creamed in his pants as he thought of what she was letting him do! There he was, Pete McMahon, kneeling right in front of Joan's hot pussy, pressing his face against her hot, wet cunt. He had never, in his wildest dreams, imagined such a thing could ever happen to him!
"Do it, darling!" Joan squealed. "Eat my pussy! Lick my little clit and stick your tongue in my hot cunt ! Do it, Pete! Eat me!"
Pete did! He did what he was told and then some! He flicked out his long tongue and ran it up and down the length of her burning, wet pussy. The taste of her musky sweetness drove him even wilder and he began lapping and sucking with a frenzy. Her hot pussy tasted sweeter and sweeter by the moment! He sucked greedily, trying to drink up every bit of her sweet pussy cream. He just couldn't get enough of her wonderful-tasting pussyjuice!
"Ooooooh!" Joan squealed. She almost fell off the couch with the electric thrills his hot tongue was giving her. Thrills raced through her quivering body and she shook uncontrollably. She felt tongues of flame rushing around and around inside her body, building and building in a crescendo of pass ion. Her whole body felt like it would be consumed with the fires of her lust!
"Ooooooooh! Oh, yessssss!" she shouted. "Suck it! Suck it hard, darling! Suck my little love bud! Bite it a little, dear! Nibble my hard, hot clit! Oooooooh ... God ... you're so good, Pete! You're the best pussy eater I've ever had! Oh, Pete! Don't stop darling ... don't stop ... I'm almost ready to come! That's right, darling! You're bringing it on! Here it comes, Pete! Here!"
Pete couldn't believe that he was making her so horny. Her squeals and screams of pass ion made him lick and suck even harder and faster. He was going to suck her so good that she would go out of her mind with joy. He pressed his lips against her pussy and sucked. He tugged at her hot little clit with his teeth.
"Ooooooooh!" Joan squealed. "That's it, darling! Aaaaaaah! Stick your hot tongue right up there. Prong me with your tongue. Use your tongue like a stiff little prick and fuck me with it! Fuck me with your hot, rough tongue. Yesssss! That's it, darling! Stick it right up there! Ooooooh! That's right! That's wonderful! That's ... OOOOOOOOOOOOOH!"
Joan threw her legs up around his shoulders, holding him desperately in place. She wanted to keep his hard, horny tongue in her hot pussy forever. She ground her heels against the bed and screamed out in pass ion. She would never get enough of his hard, hot tongue. She wanted him to stay right there and eat her pussy until he dropped from exhaustion. She had never felt anything like it. Cathy had herself a first-class pussy licker and she hadn't even known about it! It had taken her help to bring out Pete's hidden assets.
"Oooooh!" Joan moaned. She had never been so excited. Pete was driving her right up the wall with his hard, hot tongue and his sharp nibbling mouth! Now he bit down sharply on her hard, throbbing cut and she felt her pussy gush creamy juices down his hot throat. She was almost there! Just a little bit longer and she would explode. Just another few laps of his marvelously hot tongue and she would be there. Just a little more ... just a little ... Uh ... Oh! There! Almost!
"Oooooooh!" she moaned. "Oooooooooh! Ah!
Pete! Pete! Don't stop! Here! Just a little....
AAAAAAAAAAGH! Here's my cum! AAAAGH! Oh! Darling! Marvelous! OOOOOOOOH!"
Pete struggled a bit against her flooding pussy. He felt like he was drowning in her hot, tasty juices. It was hard to catch his breath. Her legs were wrapped tightly around his neck and her pussy was welded to his driving, flicking tongue. He made a valiant effort to swallow all of her creamy cunt juice. He drank and drank. He licked and licked. He lapped and lapped until her pussy was squeaky clean and dry. Then, at last, he let her go.
Joan fell back on the bed. She was gasping like a fish out of water. Her face was bright red and her pussy was still clenching and unclenching in spasms of intense orgasm. She struggled to catch her breath. Long moments pass ed and finally she had herself under control.
"My, God! Pete! I just can't believe it! You're the best cunt licker I've ever had! Jesus! I made it so fast! I just can't believe it!"
Pete looked shocked. "You mean you made it?" he gasped. "You really came when I was doing that?"
"Of course I did!" Joan exclaimed. "What's the matter, Pete? You look absolutely shocked!"
"Oh, poor Cathy!" Pete moaned. "I didn't realize that you could come just from doing that! I could have done that to her and she could have come! Oh, Jesus! I feel so stupid! I bet there's a lot of things I could have done to make Cathy come, and I haven't done any of them! God! I wonder if she'll ever forgive me! I've been so worried about coming too fast that I never thought of licking her pussy and making her come first! Jesus! I've been a terrible fool!"
Joan giggled. She looked toward the closet. She wondered if it was time to let Pete in on the little surprise. She was almost ready to say something when she changed her mind. She decided that Pete needed one more lesson. That was one thing she knew how to do well. She was going to teach him to get his hard cock sucked without coming right away.
Joan reached out and unzipped his pants. "Don't worry about it now," she advised. "Just burn that bridge when you come to it! Right now you've got another lesson to learn and it's going to be exciting! You have to promise me one thing, though."
She drew out his long, bucking cock and gasped in pleasure. He really had a nice long one! She could hardly wait to bury it in her hot throat.
"What's that?" Pete asked. "I'll promise anything, Joan. You've done so much for me already! I'll do anything you ask!"
"Just tell me if you feel ready to come," she demanded. "You must promise to do that! I'm going to do something terribly exciting to your beautiful cock. You have to promise to tell me if you're going to shoot! Is that a promise, Pete? Will you do that for me?"
"Sure!" Pete promised. "Of course I will!"
He watched Joan staring at his cock. The he noticed the adoring expression on her face. He almost shot his load as he realized that she really loved his cock!
Joan was staring at his prick like a drowning man stares at a lifeboat. There was complete adoration on her face. She stared at his jerking shaft for a long moment and then touched him gently with her fingers. She traced up the length of ms huge cock and softly rubbed the huge, swelling head. She slipped her finger up to his glans hole and swept up the drop of pearly cockcream that dripped from the end of his jerking prick. She held her finger up to her mouth and slowly opened her pink lips.
"Mmmmm!" she moaned. "You taste good, Pete! I love the taste of your cockcream! Can I have some more now? Can I suck your hard cock now?"
Pete shuddered violently. She liked the taste of his creamy cockjuice. He gasped out a tortured answer, hardly able to speak. "Yes!" he finally managed to say. "YES!"
"Now hold on, Pete," she said cautioning him. "I know it's going to be terribly exciting when I stick your cock in my mouth. I don't want you to come, though. I want to suck and lick you for a long time before you come. Will you promise to stop me if you feel like you have to come? Will you promise that, Pete?"
"Yes!" Pete promised, not knowing how long he could stand her sexy talk before he came right there in front of her face. "I promise, Joan! I'll tell you if I feel that I'm going to shoot!"
"That's fine, darling," Joan murmured. "Just let me know, Pete, and I'll stop in time! The longer you can hold out, the longer you can feel my hot mouth sucking your prick!"
Pete watched her hot lips come closer and closer to his throbbing and jerking cockshaft.
She opened her mouth wide and plunged it down until his soft, throbbing cockhead touched the back of her throat. His cock tasted salty and the few drops of cum that oozed from his tortured glans hole made her throat slippery and slick. She heard his low scream of delight as she started to suck and swallow, moving her mouth up and down on his jerking prickshaft.
"Aaaaagh!" Pete groaned, doing his best to think about something else besides the delicious sensations her sucking mouth and nipping lips were creating in his near-bursting cock. He had never felt anything like it! Then, suddenly he couldn't stand it any longer! He had to come! He had to! He just couldn't take one second more of the sexy, delicious agony!
"Stop!" he screamed as he felt his balls throb in agony. "STOP! I'm going to come, Joan! If you don't stop, I'm going to come in your mouth!"
Joan pulled her mouth away from his cock with a sudden smacking sound. "Did you like that, darling?" she asked.
Pete gasped and tried his best to answer, but he had lost his voice. All that he could manage was a nod and a groan.
"Oh, you poor darling!" Joan exclaimed, noticing the tortured expression on his face. "That must have been terribly hard for you, stopping me like that! You were good, though, telling me when you felt like coming. Now, I'm going to give you a nice surprise for being so good and stopping me. It's a surprise I know you'll love! Would you like a surprise, Pete?"
Pete grinned. He didn't know what Joan had in mind, but he imagined that whatever it was, it would be fun. "Sure! I like surprises!" he answered eagerly. "What is it, Joan?"
"Just go open that closet Pete! There's something there that's just for you! It's your prize for being such a good cunt licker! Go ahead!"
Joan pushed Pete off the bed. She motioned toward the closet. Pete looked puzzled but he tugged at the closet door and slid it open. What he saw almost made him faint in shock. Sitting in the closet, watching everything eagerly, were Curt and Cathy, and they were both smiling at him!
CHAPTER TEN
"Jesus! Cathy!" Pete gasped. "What ... what are you ... My God! How long have you been ... Oh, GOD!"
Cathy giggled. "Relax, Pete," she said softly. "I've been watching ever since you started licking and sucking on Joan's hot pussy! Wow! You're really fantastic, Pete! You almost made me come, just watching!"
Pete looked like he was ready to sink through the floor. He felt like he had been caught with his hand in the cookie jar, until Cathy's words sank into his whirling brain.
"You ... you mean you're not mad?" he gasped. "You ... you don't mind that I sucked Joan's pussy?"
Cathy threw her arms around him. "Why should I mind, darling?" she replied. "It was a lot of fun to watch and Joan's one of my best friends! You wouldn't mind if Curt lapped on my pussy, would you? It would be alright as long as you could watch, wouldn't it, darting?"
Pete looked shocked. Then a light went on behind his eyes. He started chuckling and soon all four of them were laughing so hard they were holding their sides.
"You set me up, didn't you?" Pete choked, wiping the tears of laughter out of his eyes. "You three set me up! I should be mad but I'm not. I'm really glad you did. That was really a blast, and I didn't come right away! I made Joan come and I didn't even shoot yet!"
Joan hugged him. "I'm proud of you, Pete," she said. "I really am. I don't think you'll have any problem coming too fast, ever again. I think the whole thing was in your head. You were so afraid of shooting too soon that you did. What do you think, Cathy?"
"Well, there's one way to find out!" Cathy giggled. "We can always see how that lovely cock of yours behaves when you dip it into my hot, creamy pussy. How about it, Pete? Want to do that?"
"Yes!" Pete cried emphatically. "I'd love to do that!"
He looked at Curt and Joan. Then he smiled widely. "But I'll only do it under one condition."
"What's that?" Cathy asked, gazing up at her converted husband with lust in her eyes.
"I'll only fuck you if you'll do something for me," he replied, winking at Joan and Curt.
Cathy licked her lips. She was so horny from watching him lick Joan's pussy that she would agree to anything. "I'll do it," she promised. "I don't care what it is, I'll do it."
"Are you sure?" Pete asked, teasing his horny wife. He pressed his hard cock up against her moist pussy and wiggled it back and forth.
"Anything," Cathy promised. "Anything at all, Pete. Anything to get your hard cock in my hot pussy. Anything!"
Pete grinned wickedly. "Alright," he said gravely. "I'll hold you to your promise. You said you'd do anything, is that right? You heard her didn't you, Joan? And you, Curt? You heard her too, didn't you?"
All three nodded. Joan and Curt were beginning to smile. They had an idea that whatever it was, it involved sex. They could hardly wait to hear what Cathy had to do for Pete's big cock.
"Tell me, Pete!" Cathy begged. Her fiery pussy twitched and throbbed in excitement. She was burning up with lust. "What do I have to do for you to sink that long cock in me and fuck me?"
"You have to let Curt ass fuck you!" Pete yelled. "And Joan and I get to watch!"
Cathy gasped. It was like Pete had read her mind. It was asking her to do the very thing that she had been dreaming of for the past ten hours. And even better, he wanted to watch! Her beautiful, sexy husband wanted to watch! She couldn't believe her ears! It was too wonderful to be true!
Cathy threw her arms around her sexy husband. She raised her wet, hot lips to his and kissed him deeply. She was so happy, she thought she was going to cry for sheer joy. Pete had turned out to be a swinger, after all.
"Fuck me, honey!" she squealed. "Fuck me right now and then I'll let Curt fuck my ass hole. I want your big, hard prick in my pussy. Give it to me, Pete. Hurry! Fuck me! I need your big cock right now! Give it to me, pleeeeeeease!"
Cathy's eyes were blazing with lust. Her cunt was blazing too. She was trembling so hard that she almost fell down. She had never been this horny in her whole life!
Pete threw himself on top of her lush body. He tore her dress off and rolled down her panties. Then he dove for her horny little pussy, shimmering in the light.
Cathy gasped. Pete's hot tongue was heading straight to her hot pussy. She almost came right then and there. She knew what Pete was going to do. He was going to suck and lick her horny pussy. She could hardly wait.
Cathy squealed as Pete's long, hot tongue lapped a wide swath across her pussy cleft. She squirmed and moaned. Her whole body jerked as he licked and sucked her sensitive hot pussy.
"Aaaaaaaagh!" she sighed, grinding her pussy up into Pete's face. "Oh, darling! So good! Oooooooh! Oooooooooh! OOOOOOOOOOH!"
Cathy was too horny to hold it for long. Her pussy started clenching and unclenching on Pete's long tongue. She could feel the tremors of orgasm start building in her horny cunt and she reached down and grabbed Pete's hard cock in her hand.
"Fuck me!" she screamed. "FUCK ME NOW!"
Pete twirled his body around. His hard cock nudged right up to the entrance of her spasming pussyhole. He held it there for a long moment, feeling her cunt lips shivering and throbbing against his soft cockhead.
"Now, Pete! Poke it in, now! Hurry, darling! Hurry! Do it right now!"
Pete smiled down at her. He was in no particular hurry. It was wonderful to see her go crazy with lust like this. Before, he had been the one who was in a hurry. He had been the frantic one. Now the tables had turned and Cathy was the one in a hurry! She was the one that could hardly wait! She had lost control, not him!
"Please Pete! Give it to me now!" Cathy squealed. "Shove it in! Fuck me darling! Fuck me hard!"
Cathy shrieked and moaned as she felt Pete's cockhead begin to enter her hot, jumping cunt. She screamed at the top of her lungs and trembled wildly as Pete lunged forward, plowing his hard cock right up her throbbing cunt .
"Aaaaaaagh! Your cock feels so wonderful! Oh, darling! You've got the best cock in the whole world! Ooooooh! Fuck me hard, Pete! Fuck me hard! Make me come! Make me cream all around your beautiful hard cock!"
Pete lunged forward again and again. Every time he plunged into her hot pussy, she moaned and screamed. He could feel her quivering ass cheeks rub against his aching balls.
Cathy's pussy felt wonderful. It was so hot and juicy. His cock was almost ready to explode. His mind whirled in circles. He felt his hard cock being sucked right down to the very bottom of Cathy's burning pussy. It felt like she was squeezing the cum right out of his balls.
Cathy's pussy throbbed and twitched. She could feel Pete's cock getting harder and harder, longer and longer. It battered up against her soft womb and sloshed deep in her pussy tunnel. He was fucking her fast and hard, just the way she loved it. She was almost there ... so close ... almost coming.
Pete could feel the heat build in his balls and he knew that he was almost there. He pumped faster and faster, grinding his hard prick into her slick, hot pussy with a violence he had never felt before. It was savage! It was wonderful!
"Are you ready?" he growled, biting her neck in lust. "Are you ready for my hard, hot cum?"
"Yes!" Cathy screamed. "I'm ready, darling! I can feel your cock getting bigger inside of me. It's filling me up, darling. It's choking my pussy. Drown me with your hot cum, darling! Flood my pussy with your cockcream! Do it honey! Do it hard! Do it to me, right now! Shoot my pussy full!"
Cathy dug her fingernails into Pete's back in ecstasy. She felt the thrills run through her body. It was almost more than she could, stand. She felt like her whole body was exploding with the force of her orgasm.
"Oh! Here it is, baby!" Pete yelled as he felt the hot cum build up in his swollen balls. "Here it is!"
"Come in me, Pete! Shoot out your hot cum! I'm coming too! Can you feel me coming! My pussy is coming all around your beautiful, hard cock!"
Pete plunged his cock into her hot pussy again and again, harder and harder, growing wilder and wilder at every lunge. Her pussy worked against the shaft of his bursting cock, sucking and gripping him with millions of grasping fingers. His balls slammed up against her creamy ass cheeks with every lunge and he felt the cum boil up in his hard cock. Her sharp fingernails scraped the skin of his back and suddenly it was all too much for him! He had to come!
Pete felt his cock begin to explode inside her hot, sucking pussy. His balls blasted off between his legs. His hot, shooting cum hosed and blasted out of his prick, thrilling him beyond belief. He thought he would never stop jetting into her pussy. He had never come so hard or so long!
"Aaaaaaaaagh!" Cathy screamed as she felt his cock explode into her spasming pussy. Sugary thrills tore through her body like a cyclone, swirling her around and around in ecstasy. She seemed to come again and again, her pussy muscles going crazy squeezing and contracting around Pete's hosing cock. She could feel his hot cum jet into her, filling her aching pussy full of hot cockcream. She heard herself screaming, but she couldn't stop. She wanted to come forever and ever. It was the sort of fuck she had always prayed for!
Cathy heard Pete panting on top of her. She knew it had been as good for him as it was for her. She felt her hot pussy contract one last time around Pete's trembling cock. Then she hugged him tightly.
"Get ready for a night of fun, Pete!" she giggled, patting him affectionately on the head. "We're going to learn all about wife-swapping from the experts!"
Pete rested on his elbows. He looked at Joan and he felt his drooping prick begin to twitch with new life. He could hardly wait to see Curt fuck Cathy in the ass. Then he and Joan could do it, too. He had a feeling he was going to love wife-swapping! Then he had a thought that made him roar with laughter!
"The next time old Mrs. Ellison calls me in the middle of the night, I'm going to invite her to a wife-swapping party!" he chuckled. "The poor old lady is probably just horny!"
He watched Joan and Curt collapse with laughter. Cathy was laughing so hard that she made his whole body jerk up and down. "Don't laugh!" he warned her, squeezing her tittie playfully. "If the four of us work it right, we could convert the whole apartment complex into a giant club for wife-swappers!"
"Sounds like fun," Curt laughed. "Well have to plan it all out. With your two managing the apartments, maybe we can restrict the tenants to swingers only."
"Great!" Cathy agreed. "That would be simple for us to do. That's all in the future, though, and I don't want to think too far ahead. I don't want to think any farther than how it's going to feel with your hard cock in my tight little ass hole, Curt! How about it? Are we members of your wife-swapping club?"
"You're damn right you are!" Curt exclaimed, unzipping his pants. "Come on, honey. It's going to be nothing but fun, from here on in!"
