Copyright (c) 1985 by Adults Only
C h a p t e r 1
"What I'm trying to explain to you, is the I don't know
if I'd get horny or not. The only other time that I've seen
another man's cock since we got married, was when you
brought that movie projector home with the eight millimeter
films that we watched. I damn sure got horny that night! We
couldn't wait to get into bed, neither of us sleeping until
daylight. We were so fucked out we just laid around most of
Sunday!"
"Did looking at cocks before we got married, turn you
on?"
The blonde wife looked at her husband reflectively.
"Well, I guess so."
"What do you mean, you guess so?"
"I mean yes! Of course it turned me on. Is that what you
wanted to hear?"
"I didn't want to hear anything in particular, only the
truth. My point is that nudity can be sexy as hell."
"Of course it can be sexy as hell, I just don't know if
only looking at just a man's cock would turn me on or not."
Bill's eyebrows shot up.
"And that's what I'm trying to explain to you, that how
could you know how your body and mind will act unless you
experience a given set of circumstances. Sometimes,
something might sound exciting, however in the real world,
fact and fantasy might be totally different."
Lisa grinned back at Bill.
"And just what have you got planned? The last time you
started this kind of#conversation, you brought home a few
fuck movies. Now if the guy was jacking off his cock, and
if it was erect# then it just might get me all turned on!"
"And, what if he wanted you to do the jacking?" her
husba#d asked with raised eyebrows.
The pert blonde housewife grinned impishly at her
husband.
"Now I don't know who's talking about fact, and who's
talking about fantasy. Did you bring another of those films
home and if you did, let's get it out and get it on. To
tell you the truth, all this talking about sex has me just a
little turned on. In fact# it's got me a lot turned on. I'm
starting to get damp just thinking about getting it on
tonight."
"No honey, I didn't bring any film home, but if you're
serious about seeing a film tonight, we can go to that adult
theater on Alameda Street and watch one, then come back home
and make love and drink brandy again." "I don't know if I'd
rather make love, or just fuck. Actually# I think I'd
rather fuck, it sounds dirtier! Do they really#show
everything in the Adult Movies?"
"You bet your sweet ass, they show everything. It's not
any different than#the eight millimeter films I borrowed and
brought home, except they are feature length films, with
color and sound, like any other movie."
"Do couples go to those movies?"
"I think that there's more single men there, or maybe
married men on a night away from their wives, but there are
couples, and once in a while a single lady comes in."
"So, t#ey only sit there and watch the movies, getting
all sexed up, is that it?"
"Well, not always. Most of the time there are guys
jacking off in the back row, also sometimes a couple will
get so excited that they make it right there in the
theater."
"Do you mean the men actually#masturbate right there in
the theater, with their pricks out, with everything
showing?" "Sure, although it's a little dark for sight
seeing."
"But, what if someone should see them."
"So what if they did?"
"Well, I don't know, Bill, but it seems to me that they
wouldn't want anyone seeing them jack off."
"Not necessarily true, my love. Some of them may get off
on having somebody watch them jack off, while others
probably get off, on watching. Nothing like a little
voyeurism to speed up the old bodily juices."
"Well, it's speeding up my bodily juices, talking about
watching. I wonder what it would be like, seeing some guy
take his cock out and jack it off in a movie theater?"
"As much as you like my cock, you'd probably go bananas,
grabbing hold of it to help."
"I wonder how many strokes they'd let me take?"
"How many do you want to take?"
"Bill, you know me. I never get turned off, so I'd
probably want to pump on the old handle all night long.
Jesus, but I'm getting horny talking about all this illicit
sexual action." "Well then Lisa, let's get going and watch a
couple of guys jack off."
"Jesus Bill baby," Lisa groaned, "that turns me on,
thinking about seeing some guys jacking off, so much so that
I'd like to make love right here and now. All of#this
talking about sex, gets me excited, but if you want to go to
a screw movie, then why not. I'm game if you are, so give me
a few minutes to get dressed, don't want to wear these
Levi's to the show."
She spun, then turned back to face Bill.
"Do you really#think that some man would jack off with me
watching?" "If you don't get ready, you'll never find out,
now will you?" She rushed from the room, her curvaceous ass
undulating as she almost ran down the hall to the bedroom.
Stripping off her Levi's and sweater, Lisa ran her hands
over her brassiered breasts then removed her white bra. Her
luscious breasts spilled from the brassiere cups, standing
out from her rib cage, quivering pink tipped nipples firm
from thinking about screwing. After all, if she got turned
on in the movie, it would be nice#if Bill could touch her
nipples.
She quickly rushed into the shower, lathered her body
with soap suds and hot water, then just as quickly rinsed
with cold water, almost leaping out of the shower to dry,
humming while she rubbed the towel over her body until it
glowed from the cold water rinse and the towel.
It had worked again. It always worked. Even when Lisa was
a little girl, it had worked. Lisa thought about her power.
She'd found out when she was very young that if she
thought hard enough about anything that she could influence
the end result#and bend the actions of others around to her
pleasure. It was something like wishing to make it so. If
she wished, she could make almost anything happen. As she'd
grown more experienced, she had refined the techniques she
used, until now she didn't even have to think when she
practiced her power.
Distance seemed to have no effect on her power, it was
more a matter of knowing the person involved. She couldn't
cause an effect on a person she'd personally#never met, but
if she'd either seen some one in the past, or at present#was
in proximity to the person she'd met, she could make them do
almost anything within reason she desired. Even some very
foolish things. She would move her thought to what she
called her echo chamber, a hollow between the top of her
spine and the back of her brain. It was here that the
thought process generated, and when she put her thoughts
into words, she could hear an echo of those words from her
chamber.
Whenever she used her power, the lovely female was able
to get her desires met.
It didn't always work. #or instance, it didn't work on
inanimate objects. When she was in her early teens she had
tried to influence both dice and drawing cards from a deck,
but that had never worked for her even later in her life
when she'd tried. People very were easy, while men were
particularly easy for her. When she thought in her echo
chamber, the people she pictured almost always had the
thoughts that she'd projected. One of the things she could
do was make animate objects fit themselves into her whims.
Most of what she'd done in her past, dealing with animate
objects was reflected#in herself and her figure, but it took
a long time to sculpt flesh. Her own contours were a
stunning example.
Her eyes as a child were almost a china blue, it took
thinking about them for every day for a year, to change them
into their now ultra pale, ice blue eyes. The long dark
lashes to frame her eyes were easier. The rest of her body
took even longer, and she was still working on it. From
puberty, she'd worked on her breasts, tummy, thighs, behind,
and legs.
She'd read most of the books on para-psychology and none
of them seemed to cover her power. She had no psychic power,
she couldn't foretell any future event, she couldn't make
any inanimate object move, but she could influence people,
and also sculpt her own body. Another thing that she could
do, was make people do what she wanted, making them think
that it was their idea in the first place. In that she was
most successful. She'd done it early in the evening#when she
was feeling most horny, to her husband.
She'd thought, "I think I'll take that sexy wench of mine
to a fuck movie tonight, get her pussy all wet from finger
fucking, then bring her back here and fuck her brains out."
Like always, her husband Bill thought that it was his
idea and he'd maneuvered the conversation and talked all
around it, until he'd finally brought up the idea of the two
of them going to a fuck movie. It had worked again. Lisa
Williams stood nude in front of the bathroom mirror while
she applied her make up. Her mild glowing complexion
required very little aid from the few items of make up
sitting on the wash basin cabinet, however Lisa enjoyed
making the best of her looks.
A touch of blue eye shadow on the lids of her ice blue
eyes. A quick touch of eyeliner from a dark pencil outlined
her lids, a little line drawn outwards to make her already
wide extra long lashed sensual eyes look even more sensual.
A brush dusted in a pale pink blush make up, applied to
her high cheek bones brought just a highlight of color to
her pink cheeks. Carefully, the beautiful lady unscrewed
the top of her lipstick and applied the glossy color to her
full lower lip then more lightly to her upper lip.
Satisfied, she stepped back one step, looked at herself
in the mirror, turning her head first one way, then the
other.
"Not too bad for an old lady of thirty two," Lisa
thought. She had always considered her nose a trifle too
short, her lower lip just a bit too full, however, the sides
of her mouth were fixed#in a natural smile even when she
relaxed all of#her facial muscles, definitely#giving her a
most sensual look.
Her too short nose and too full lower lip had been
corrected#long ago with her power. Her nose was now thinned
down, the nostrils flaring like a mare in heat when she was
excited# She had no complaints about her thick mop of tawny
blonde hair, with a hint of a soft natural curl which made
it easy to both shampoo and brush. Her husband described her
thick mop of hair as "Mink Blonde"# whatever that meant.
Her sun tanned skin with the pale marks of her two piece
bikini, looked as if she were wearing panties and bra even
when she was nude.
She placed her hands on her hips, thrusting out her
breasts, looking at herself in the still steamy mirror. The
thick curls of fur on her pussy were exactly the same#color
and softness of curl as the hair crowning her head, the line
of hair ending at the bottom of her firm belly was so
straight that it looked as if it were shaved#by a razor.
Her breasts were another matter entirely. A shade too
heavy for her slim torso and very tiny waist. Lisa normally
wore a thirty six bra with a problem between a C cup and a D
cup. The C cup was sometimes too small and caused her boobs
to bulge out the top, the D cup was sometimes too large and
felt loose on her breasts.
One of her current projects on self sculpting, was making
her breasts just a trifle heavier, and firmer. A full D cup
would be fine. Maybe another month at the most. She had to
buy size ten or eleven blouses to fit but she could wear
either size seven or eight if she bought skirts or pants. It
caused her no end of problems when buying a dress, since the
tops were always made for someone with a smaller chest, or
the bottoms for a bigger ass.
The one part of her body that bothered Lisa, was her
nipple. The left one. It was partially inverted, sinking in
on itself. It gave her no end of problems, even though her
doctor told her that it was nothing to worry about.
When she got horny, always, it would swell up inverted,
hurting when it was inside out. Then with no warning, it
would pop out of her full breast with such force that it
always brought her to orgasm the instant it popped free.
It had been deliberate, maybe a little stupid, but Lisa
thought that she shouldn't seem too perfect and she'd
figured out that an inverted nipple might just offset the
startling beauty, so her power had been put to work on the
nipple, inverting it over the period of two years. If she
didn't like the result, she could always put it back in
normal form in a matter of a month or so.
Lisa turned around, looking at her naked buttocks and
back over her shoulder, practicing a sexy look, eyes half
closed, wetting her full lower lip with the tip of her pink
tongue. She wriggled her body at her image in the mirror,
looking at the deep cleft between the cheeks of her ass,
watching to see how firm she was. The protruding cheeks of
her ass were so firm that they hardly even quivered, even
though they stuck out almost more than she would have liked.
The last time Lisa had used a tape measure, she had a
figure that totaled out to thirty six and a half around her
chest, a very tiny twenty four even around her waist, her
buttocks were thirty five inches when measured at the
fullest part of her ass.
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C h a p t e r 2
Her full boobs, were another story. They quivered,
shivered, and jiggled like jelly any time she moved, that
being the part of her anatomy that men always looked at
hard, after staring at her face. Sometimes it became most
embarrassing when men stared at her tits, even though it did
turn her on and make her feel especially sexy. When they
looked, she would fantasize about having the person staring,
also sucking and making love to her tits.
That was if she was facing a man. If he was behind her,
Lisa knew that it was her curved ass that they liked as they
looked.
One of her favorite tricks, was to look suddenly over her
shoulder and catch some poor man staring at her ass, look
him straight in the eye and then smile. Most of the time
they got caught looking, they turned red and looked away,
but sometimes, when they smiled back, Lisa would feel the
heated moisture gather in the folds of her soft pussy.
Men had always been easy for her. Her figure had changed
when she was fifteen. She had decided on her fourteenth
birthday that she'd always be a skinny bean pole, then with
a spurt that amazed everyone who knew her, she had turned
from a skinny girl into a full woman, all by harnessing her
power over a few years.
First a thickening of fine peach fuzz on her groin then,
a thick patch of curly soft ringlets.
Her nipples grew first, then her breasts started
swelling, continuing to grow for more than two years.
She could remember that every time her mother bought her
a bra, within a month or two it was too tight. Her tits
never stopped growing until she was over eighteen.
Casting her eyes over her nude body, Lisa decided that
she was lucky that she was a beautiful woman as she dashed
from the bathroom to her closet. The power worked. She
really was a stunningly beautiful woman. She slid the
hangers in her closet to find a dress to make it easier to
have her pussy touched when Bill got turned on. She picked a
silky jersey dress with a button down front and picked a
wide black soft leather Italian belt to go with the dress.
She decided not to wear hose, letting her long slim legs
be smooth and naked under her dress, quickly finding a pair
of new panties in her dresser, changed into the new lacy
bikini bottoms that showed the curvaceous cheeks of her ass.
Slipping the dress on over her head, buttoning the top,
leaving a generous cleavage of her soft tits showing. Her
tiny waist cinched even tighter made her luscious figure
even more sensual.
At the last instant, she turned, rummaging through her
drawer full of lingerie, finding at the bottom a pair of
dark hose cutout at the top of the thigh to leave her pussy
bare. Pulling them on, Lisa snapped off her bedroom light.
Leaving the bedroom, Lisa sauntered downstairs.
"Does this look like what the well dressed wife wears out
when she goes to a fuck movie?" Lisa twirled to show off her
dress, the dark orange jersey dress swirled around her slim
legs. Her full busted tits strained against the warm fabric,
quivering with no support from a brassiere.
Bill admired her dress, patted her curved ass and grabbed
her hand.
"Let's get going sweetness, before I pull that dress off
your gorgeous body and fuck you right here on the floor."
"No Sir, No sir! You said you were going to take me to a
movie, and then make love, or maybe even fuck, which ever
comes first, and I'm holding you to that," Lisa said,
pulling Bill to the door, smiling at his compliment.
..
The theater was dark, Bill guiding Lisa to the steps that
led to the upper balcony, walking higher up the long steep
steps until they were at the back row. Peering, they both
tried to see if anyone was in the seats at the rear.
The rear row darkness was illuminated when one of the
patrons lit a cigarette with his flicked lighter. In the
flash of his lighter, they could see most of the seats in
the center of the row were unoccupied, Bill guiding and
following Lisa as they settled into the soft seats. Of the
thirty or so seats in the last row, most were empty, as they
settled back and looked at the screen.
The screen had two young women licking on the erect cock
of a young man lying on the floor of what appeared to be a
living room. Both girls slowly sucking and twirling their
wet, pink tongues around the head of his prick, while one
held his testicles, gently kneading and squeezing.
Lisa watched with interest, her initial embarrassment
being in the theater slowly leaving her, as the triad on the
screen fitted themselves into ever increasing sexual
situations, the male ran his hands over the tits of one
girl, pressing the soft flesh and pinching the pink nipple
gently, then running his hand down to slide a finger into
the wet hole of the other. The juicy cunt he was finger
fucking left a slick coating of oily lubricating wetness on
his finger.
Lisa could feel the juices from her own pussy wetting her
opening and she squirmed slightly in the seat and leaned
over closer to Bill's arm, turning to face him, whispering
in his ear.
"I'll answer your question now," Lisa purred. "Yes,
seeing a hard cock turns me on, and the pussies do too! I'm
starting to really get horny now. I can really feel my pussy
getting very juicy. wouldn't you like to feel?"
Bill caressed her thigh, running his hand over the warm
fullness of her upper leg. His fingers touching the hem of
her dress, raising it and drifting his fingers over the
smooth warmth curved of her leg. His hand drew her dress
higher, his fingers touching the silky band at the crotch of
her new panties, feeling the hot slick wetness seeping
through the silky nylon.
Lisa squirmed again, slightly spreading her thighs so
Bill's fingers could have access to her tingling cunt. Her
eyes on the screen while his finger teased at her pussy
through the wetness of her panties. Her breathing became
shorter as he stroked the length of the crevasse between her
thighs, probing and moving around in the sweet wet junction
between her legs.
Lisa sensed a movement to her right and saw a man moving
closer to them. He seated himself one seat over, leaving an
empty seat between them. Lisa started to pull her dress down
over her exposed thighs, then she realized that whatever the
man could see was no different than what he could see on the
screen.
First she felt uncomfortable with the stranger sitting so
close to her, then on second thought, she felt the sexual
thrill of his voyeurism.
She watched him, out of the corner of her eye. He was not
watching them. Not directly, but his head was turned closer
to them, than to the screen. She was sexually very excited
by the thought of that man watching her husband stroke her
pussy through the thin covering of her panties, knowing she
could turn him on even more by showing him much more of her
long slim curved legs and thighs.
She worked her power, "Look at that fantastic blonde and
the guy with her. I bet she's getting turned on with his
fingers in her pussy. I'd like to fuck her. I'd like to see
her cunt. Maybe if I move over closer, I could see better."
Lisa squirmed, sliding down in the seat, moving her dress
higher and very slowly exposing her stocking clad thighs up
to her new panties. She glanced over at the man on her
right, finding that he'd turned his head and was staring at
her legs and Bill's caressing fingers on her hot pussy,
through the thin covering.
Lisa squirmed around more in the seat, looking directly
at the man's face, raising the hem of her dress higher,
opening her legs to give him a better view.
He looked harder at her legs and thighs, tempting Lisa to
give him a really good show, with her hot sexual teasing.
Lisa whispered in Bill's ear, "Dear, I've got to go to
the bathroom, I'll be right back in a minute."
She carefully made her way past the others in the row,
undulating down the steps at the side and, slowly moving to
see if she could catch sight of any of the men masturbating.
One man had both hands in his lap, moving, but before Lisa
could see if he had his prick out, she was past him, not
wanting to stop and look back.
The sleek bodied housewife looked for the ladies rest
room sign. Leaving the rest room, Lisa walked to the top of
the stairs, slowly swinging her hips as she climbed,
glancing at the men as she passed, entering the rear row.
The lascivious blonde haired wife looked down at the lap
of the man who had been seated to her right. She slowed as
she brushed by his knees, waited for him to stand up,
pressing her firmly curved ass against him as he stood to
let her pass. Bill always said that her ass was her best
attribute, looking like a cantaloupe melon cut in two and
glued to her buttocks. The day that Bill had made that
comment, was the day she'd stopped sculpting her ass.
Lisa imagined that she could feel the swelling bulge of
the man's prick against her firm ass as she slithered slowly
past squirming her buttocks over and against his groin. She
paused, pressing her ass harder against him, squirming
slightly, teasing him with the firm roundness of her
buttocks, pleased with the feeling of sexual excitement
growing in her loins.
"Thank you," she whispered as she smiled in the dim
light. After sitting by her husband, she again looked over
at the man, noticing now that he had both hands in his lap,
covering his groin.
"Bet he has a hard cock under those hands." thought Lisa,
"Watching those people on the screen probably has his
cock dripping and he is holding it down. I hope I made it
harder when I brushed against him."
Bill put a hand back on her leg, fingers slipping slowly,
ever so slowly, up her soft inner thighs, reaching for her
pussy.
Bill almost jumped as his fingers touched the soft
ringlets of hair around her bare cunt, his fingers feeling
the seeping moisture gathered at the pulpy slit between her
legs.
She giggled, "That's right. I took them off so you could
get a good feel! The trip to the bathroom was an excuse."
Bill's fingers sought the wet opening when she opened her
thighs slightly wider and raised her ass to let his fingers
probe her slit. Lisa pulled her skirt from beneath her ass,
pulling it up until her long slim legs and slim curved tummy
were clearly visible in the dim light. Her soft and curly
thatched pussy hair clearly visible in the reflected light
from the screen. She sent an oblique glance to the man on
her right to see if he had noticed her open thighs.
"Look at that cunt spread her legs. My cock's so hard I
think I'll sneak it out and flog it a little while I watch
her get finger fucked."
Lisa echo chamber reverberated to her thoughts, deciding
that she'd try to entice the man to bring his prick out
where she could see it. Her face turned to the screen, but
her eyes watched out of the corner the man on her right,
only one vacant seat away.
Lisa watched, holding her breath, as his zipper drew
slowly and quietly down. His hand slithering into the
opening as he opened his fly. Lisa watched as he felt down
inside, fishing for his cock, then slowly, slowly easing it
past the metal teeth of his zipper.
She felt moisture gush from the folded pink lips of her
pussy as he took his cock out. Sneaking it up, holding one
hand over the head, covering the rest of his cock with the
other.
He was softly and surreptitiously stroking it beneath his
hands until she turned and stared directly at his hands.
Slowly his hand uncovered his cock, exposing his organ to
her blonde beauty and lusting eyes. Stroking his huge meaty
prick slowly, while he stared at the wet junction between
her open legs.
Not hard, but impressive anyway, his thick floppy dick
filled his stroking hand, the upper length wobbling over his
moving fist as he stroked. The thickness, even in the dim
reflected light from the screen, was most impressive to the
sexually excited housewife.
Lisa's already wet pussy emitted even more honey, as she
looked with unabashed glee at the semi erect organ that
she'd enticed into the open with her power.
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C h a p t e r 3
She turned her head to the right, her ice blue eyes
staring at the thick prick the man was stroking.
She felt the lusty urge to closely watch his intoxicating
prick, turning her head until she was staring at the hard
erect cock being fondled. His hand continued stroking,
although his
eyes didn't leave the screen, Lisa knew he was aware of her
watching him jack off his cock. He raised his body, lowering
his arm to allow an unobstructed view of his masturbation.
"Bill, the guy on my right has his thing out," she said.
"What's a thing?"
"He has his hard prick out, that's what thing!"
"Good. You said you wanted to see a hard cock being
jerked off, now's your chance to get a really close look."
Bill moved his head back, his finger pressing harder on
her swollen rubbery and slippery clit.
Lisa turned her head back to watch the prick being
stroked a few feet away from her eyes, while the pressure of
Bill's finger brought her to a long shuddering climax. Her
damp wetness drooled over Bill's fingers as her breathing
caught in the sheer sensuality of his fingers in her pussy
and the big hot prick being masturbated before her eyes at
the same time.
Lisa became more aware of the masturbate eyes, looking up
for a glance at his face. His eyes were fastened to the
fingers at the junction of her slim legs as he continued to
raise and lower his hand on his long prick. If anything,
Lisa got more turned on.
Spreading her legs more, her fingers slipped down to
raise her skirt still higher. Slowly, her fingers pressed
the cloth of her skirt against her smooth thighs, slowly
pulling the soft dress higher on her legs, while watching
the man's face.
"Lean forward a little and look. She's pulling her skirt
up higher so I can see her pussy. God damn, but she's a sexy
broad. I'd like to fuck her snatch," her echo chamber said.
He leaned forward in his seat, more closely to watch the
skirt being hiked higher on her slim legs, while Lisa
wriggled with pleasure as she continued to raise the hem to
allow him an unobstructed view of her pussy. She paused with
the hemline of her skirt just below her wet warm pussy, then
squirmed on the seat and raised the hem past the curly
ringlets of her pussy, while staring at his face.
His intent gaze was centered on the soft junction between
her long slim legs, his hand fondling his erect prick with
lusty abandon at the show Lisa was putting on for him.
Lisa continued to pull her dress higher, until her belly
was totally exposed, her whole lower torso, naked to his
staring eyes.
Enjoying the feeling of sensuality she toyed with the
buttons on the front of her dress, slowly unfastening them
one by one.
When the last of the buttons were undone, Lisa shrugged
her shoulders. Her dress split down the front, Lisa slowly
lifting her fingers to the opening, pulling the soft jersy
open past the nipples of her naked breasts.
"Look at all that pussy. I wish she's open up that blouse
and let her big tits just fall out. Look at those fingers in
her wet cunt," her echo chamber directed thoughts to her
seat mates mind.
Taking a deep breath, Lisa shrugged her shoulders,
spilling her soft full breasts out of the opening, where
they stood proudly, jiggling in the reflected light of the
screen.
Her mind pictured Bill, "My wife really likes watching
that guy jerk off, she'd really come if she had her hand on
his cock too. I'll talk her into it. She's so hot with my
hand on her wet cunt, she'll do anything I ask. That'll turn
me on too, watching her stroke that big prick."
Bill's voice in her ear, said, "I think you just came
with a finger in your pussy while you watched him jerk off.
Did you like having a finger in your wet cunt while you
watched a hard cock get jerked off?"
"Oh yes.... I'm hotter than a firecracker, just watching
him and having you feel me. I like watching him jack off."
Bill's nose tickled her ear as he whispered, "Don't just
talk about it, do it if you want to. I'll get my cock out so
you can jerk off my prick at the same time. That way you can
feel two cocks at the same time."
"Jesus, Bill. I was just kidding. I couldn't jack him
off. I don't even know him. What if someone should see me?"
Lisa whispered into her husbands ear."
Her manner of faking reluctance to his suggestion, even
though she'd planted most of the thought in his steaming
brain.
"So what if they do see you," he whispered back at her.
"What are they going to say with all of that going on up
front on the screen? Besides, if you don't take hold of his
prick, I'll quit finger fucking your cunt. Get on with it
dear. I'd really like to see you jerk him off."
"Would you really like to watch me jack off his prick?"
"You damn right I would. It would even make me hornier
than I am right now. I'm going to pull my prick out so you
can have a hard cock in each hand."
His fingers left her pussy to slide the zipper of his
pants, and quickly his throbbing, erect penis was standing
from his lap like a spear.
Her fingers curled around Bill's prick, feeling the good
strong hardness and began to stroke him. Her busy brain
engaged in trying to lure the burly individual closer so she
could stroke two pricks at the same time. She slowly lowered
her right arm and hand to the empty seat between them, palm
up, fingers curling as though holding his prick as her wrist
made imperceptible jacking motions on the empty seat, as if
she had his cock in her empty hand and was fingering it.
The burly stranger looked at her hand, then her face to
see her level eyes open with invitation as she opened her
naked thighs wider for his inspection.
"Look at her hand, she's wishing she had her fingers on
my cock. If I move over one seat, I'll be sitting next to
that sexy body, horny as she is, maybe she'll feel my cock."
With slow movements, he slipped from his seat into the
empty next to Lisa as she removed her arm from the seat and
rested it on the armrest between them. Her hand was hanging
over the arm rest, above and to the left of his throbbing
prick.
It was too dark in the theater to see his prick clearly
unless there was light seen on the movie screen, for a
moment she wished that she had a flashlight. The thought of
herself, holding a flashlight in the back row of an adult
movie, examining a man jacking off his cock, brought the
aroused wife to stiffled giggles. She watched his hand
slowly leave his cock, his upright hard prick wavering just
inches from her curled fingers.
Lisa moved her wrist, her fingers drooping, closer and
closer.
She could feel the heat radiating from the mass of male
muscle. Just an inch away and she was hesitating.
Could she really stroke his prick, letting her fingers
play with it?
Did Bill really want to see her jack off a strangers hard
cock, or was he just kidding? Maybe she should reinforce the
power.
"Look at Lisa's fingers hovering over his cock. Go baby,
g. Wrap those slim fingers around that fat prick and rub it
good. I'd better make her do it or she'll get cold feet."
"Grab his cock baby and wring it out. You know you want
to feel it," his whisper touched her ear.
"Really Bill?" Her question whispered to her husband.
"Go baby, go. I'm want to watch your fingers stroking his
cock while you play with mine," Bill answered.
"I'll finger fuck your pussy on this side, so maybe,
he'll do the same. How would you like to get finger fucked
by two men at the same time tonight, right here in the
theater?"
Lisa's wet cunt spasmed at his whisper, another hot wet
orgasm following closely, as her drooping fingers touched
the hard smooth slippery knob of her seatmate. His breath
sucked in as her fingertips dabbed at the slitted opening,
the hole in the knobbed end of his throbbing prick dribbling
honey to moisten her fingertips. Her exploring fingers
slightly slippery now, traced the knob, lightly moving the
heavy foreskin back down his cock. Her red tipped fingers
slightly squeezing the bulbous head of his now slippery
prick.
She was amazed at the size of him. She thought Bill was
big, but this burly individuals prick throbbing in her hand
was huge.
"You wouldn't believe how much cock I've got in my hand."
She said into Bill's ear, "I can't close my fingers around
it.
This guy is built like a fucking horse."
Bill leaned forward in the seat and turned slightly, to
see her slim fingers moving on the thick maleness. Lisa's
fingers were curled around the beefy stalk, but couldn't
meet around the huge thickness protruding from his wide
open, unzippered fly.
The head of his cock was like a small apple, deeply
clefted at the bottom of his glans and flaring sharply like
a big giant mushroom, swollen with his lusty needs,
dribbling his honey over her questing finger tips as she
caressed his knob.
Just watching his slim wife's hand running all over and
touching another man's prick was turning Bill on like never
before. He could feel his own prick emitting moisture from
the tiny hole as Lisa smeared her thumb over his slippery
juice.
Bill intently watched as Lisa began to fondle the big
meaty mass of her stranger's heavy prick.
Lisa tightened her grip, feeling the round heavy roll of
his foreskin slide down his cock, then rolled it back up
over his knob. Her movement gathered the skin in heavy
folds, completely covering the glans, also milking drops of
juice which ran down over her fingers. The stickiness of his
juices turned Lisa on even more, stretching out her legs,
opening her thighs wider, hoping to invite the male stranger
to stroke her cunt as she caressed his huge hard leaking
male organ.
Her seatmate raised his arm resting it on the armrest,
unsure of her reactions, he made tentative motions with his
fingers as if he were stroking her. Lisa moved her thigh
closer to his resting hand.
The beautiful, turned on blonde leaned her head closer to
her seatmate on the right.
"Touch me, please," she whispered to him.
Slowly her seatmate moved his hand, letting it rest on
her thigh, his fingers just touching the curved fullness of
her upper leg.
His tentative touch on her thigh was gentle as he left
his hand stationary on her thigh to see Bill's reaction to
his touching.
Her husband's reaction to the hand on her bare thigh was
rapid.
Bill moved his hand to touch the stranger's big fingers,
pulling his hand higher on his wife's leg until the
stranger's fingers brushed Lisa's exposed and throbbing
pussy's curly hair.
Both sets of male fingers touched, then began to caress
her hairy wet cunt.
The first touch of both sets of male fingers sent the
blonde wife into another long orgasm, followed by another
that set her full breasts shuddering in the dim light
reflected from the screen. Her nipples, even the inverted
left nipple, were standing up like strawberries.
"Stroke my tits while you feel my pussy," the aroused
wife whispered into the beefy stranger's ear, getting even
more aroused at the sound of her own voice talking dirty.
The stranger's other hand began to squeeze the soft globe
of her tit, rubbing her erect nipple slowly in tantalizing
circles while both male fingers explored the region of her
wildly hot squelching pussy.
Lisa lay back, relaxed in the seat, pumping both pricks
and feeling the juice at the tips coating her fingers. She
wondered briefly, if this was the ultimate turn on, stroking
two pricks and getting finger fucked by two men at the same
time.
She felt the desire to taste the seeping juices, to
compare male to male and see if the leaking lubricating
juices from one cock tasted any different than another.
She moved her fingers to each bulging prick tip, to
transfer a drop of leaking cock honey from each cock to her
finger tips, then she released both cocks. The sensual
blonde wife touched first one finger, then the other to her
lips, rubbing the slippery male honey on her full lower lip
where her pink tongue darted out and licked the juice.
She smacked her lips quietly at her husbands familiar
salty wetness from one finger, savoring the burly stranger's
cock honey from the other.
The clear cock honey oozing from the meaty prick on her
right was thicker, and if anything, just a little sweeter
than her husband's sticky, salty cock juice. Just one more
taste of each prick, then she moved her hands again,
dropping them to both groins and she began to pump harder,
while watching the screen.
A red haired lady was getting her pussy sucked. Her sleek
thighs wide open, as the pink tongue was thrust into the
furry opening between her legs.
"Jesus, what a turn on," Lisa thought. "Here I am, with a
hot throbbing prick in each hand, my husband and another guy
I don't even know, finger fucking my pussy, while here on
the screen a six or seven foot pussy is being licked by a
guy with a five foot tongue."
Lisa spasmed again, her orgasm wracking her body, her
active wet cunt making squelching noises, as the fingers
caressed her clitoris spreading the soft lips of her pussy.
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C h a p t e r 4
Both men were working as a team now. One with finger busy
slipping in and out of her cunt, while the other petted the
clit standing from the soft lips of her pussy. Lisa was coming
continuously with both pairs of male fingers fucking her cunt.
Suddenly, she dropped her eyes from the screen. The seat in
front of her was occupied, but not in the usual manner.
In fact, the owner of the seat was not facing the screen at
all.
He had turned and was staring directly between her wide open
thighs, as her feet rested high on the seat, exposing all of
her legs, her soft wet cunt, and, her curvaceous ass as well.
He was staring deeply into her opened thighs, watching as the
two busy hands and twirling fingers were fucking her squelching
wet cunt.
Her instinctive female reaction took over. Her open thighs
snapped tightly together, protecting her pussy from the man's
view, pulled at her skirt and drew it down over her pussy and
legs.
Bill insistently pulled her dress back up over her belly,
exposing her wet cunt, putting pressure on the inside of her
thigh to make her open her legs wider again. She realized that
Bill had probably noticed the newcomer before she had, knowing
he was watching her cunt. At first, she was tempted to fight
Bill's pressure on her thigh to open her legs, but than on
second thought, she relaxed and spread her legs, moving higher
on the seat to bring her hot steamy cunt closer to his staring
face.
"Wild, baby, wild!" Lisa thought, squirming her ass in small
circles, undulating her belly upwards and spreading her legs as
wide as she could to give him and unobstructed view of her cunt
being finger fucked.
She realized then, that the newcomer was black. Looking into
her pussy, his face almost between her open knees. She could
imagine how deeply his eyes were boring into her wet cunt as
she slowly raised her ass even higher to give him an open
visual channel to her pulsating cunt.
The thought of a black man with his eyes on her hot wet
pussy, open and inviting, brought her to another shuddering
release, the juice cascading from the wet lips of her cunt to
pool between her thighs and soak slowly onto the seat under her
naked writhing ass, dripping down the seat bottom in a long
glistening trail.
"If he wants to see my cunt being finger fucked by two guys,
then I'll give him a good eye full," Lisa's mind murmured.
She could see the black's shoulder moving in rhythm and she
realized he was jacking off. He was staring into her pussy and
jacking off. Another orgasm twisted her body, her belly
rippling from the force, her pussy making the sound of one wet
kiss then another, as she soon started her almost continuous
series of orgasms. The image of his black cock being pumped in
his black fist was almost more than she could take.
The luscious blonde housewife's belly contracted in orgasm's
one after the other as she felt the lust being radiated by the
three men, one on each side with their fingers in her cunt, one
in front staring into her wet and open crotch, while she pumped
on their cocks with each hand.
Lisa mind spun, her heated blood roaring in her ears as she
realized how much she was enjoying this sexual encounter. Her
fingers busy fondling the throbbing slippery cocks while she
exposed her open lipped cunt to finger fucking, enjoying with
sexual abandon, the voyeur watching.
She discovered, in a flash of insight, that she loved being
looked at while she was indulging in sexual play. She liked
having her bare and naked pussy looked at by anybody, and the
closer they were, the better!
Bill's cock thudded in her hand, swelling and jumping as he
slid forward in the seat. Her hand pumped faster, squeezing
more, jacking the juice from his balls, until with a soft
groan, his prick began to spurt. The first juicy spasm sent
sperm flying high over the back of the seat in front of him,
next to the black. The second spurt jumping even higher and
Lisa could see it against the lighted screen. She began to
count under her breath.
"Three", as she felt and watched the silver sperm leap free
of his prick, "Four, five, six," the spasms pumped the juice
out. "Seven...."
After a few seconds delay, sperm again shot from his balls.
Twice more, "Eight and nine," she counted, then was amazed
as once more his prick swelled and the last juice squirted
free. This time the juice thinner, the last squirt shot almost
as high as the first two, then settled to a slow dribble of cum
oozing down his cock and over her fingers.
Her cunt again spasmed, overlaying the almost constant
orgasms she was having, when she felt the swelling and the
increased rigidity of the prick in her right hand, Lisa
realizing that her seatmate was about to cum.
Lisa slithered her hand down to the base of his huge male
organ, squeezing him hard in her hot fist, then slowly relaxing
her pressure, began to pump his cock with long strokes from the
base to the tip, trying to milk him with increasing pressure as
her fingers felt the ridge of his glans against the circle of
her closed clenched fist. Her movements became a blur as she
stared at his bulging prick, wanting to see the juice squirt.
She could feel his body writhe as he lunged upwards, driving
his cock harder into her hand, when he groaned. His cock
jumping in her pounding fist, spurted. Not squirt after squirt,
as her husbands cock had done, but one continuous stream of cum
blasting onto the seat in front, an out pouring of liquid
shooting from the bulbous head of his dick.
She wondered where he stored so much juice as his cock
gushed like a garden hose, arching high, splashing against the
seat and clinging like jelly globules to the hard slick seat
back. She could feel the pouring of the hot liquid inside the
channel of his prick, swelling the root as his juice hosed out
of the hole, when she sensed the slowing of the hot juicy
stream coming from his huge prick.
She began a long rolling orgasm, her ass undulating, her
thighs wide open to the black's gaze, as she milked the sperm
from both pricks, feeling it oiling her fingers as she watched
the slippery hot juice bubbling and slowly dripping from the
slitted heads of their softening cocks.
Her voice, soft, keening a sexual sound, repetitive and
animal like as her lust enveloped her mind, her ice blue eyes
slitted like a cat as her trim body shook with sexual pleasure.
The black rose, kneeling, his cock level with the top of the
seat, his big black hairy balls hanging from his prick, bulged
out over the seat back, Lisa realizing that he must
have pulled his pants down allowing his black cock more freedom
as he watched her being finger fucked.
The thick black veins were standing out on the knobby stem
as he slowly stroked his black thick prick, aiming it at the
apex of her hairy wet pussy as he slowly pumped.
She felt an overwhelming urge to gather the pinkish black
head of his prick in her mouth, she leaned forward to touch his
thick black prick with her tongue. Her white fingers slowly
grasped at his testicles as he continued to pump his cock.
Unable to help herself, as if mesmerized, her hands reached
for the masturbating cock. The sensuous blonde's fingers
tracing the thickened skin of his balls with her fingertips,
scratching at the rough surface of his hard and hairy
testicles, feeling his hand over hers, holding her to his
jerking prick while he still stared at her hot, wet and open
pussy.
She slid her fingers higher along the black shaft,
displacing his hand from his organ, leaning forward, running
her hot pink tongue questing over the leaking end of his knob.
His musky honey was oily on her lips as she slithered and
swirled her flickering wet tongue over the swelled and spongy
glans.
Her lips slightly opened and her head plunged forward, her
full lips gathering his big hard black prick in the emptiness
of her sucking mouth.
Her hands, free to roam, went around his body to cup his
muscular buttocks, pulling him deeper into her mouth until her
nose was pressed against the wiry hair of his belly and his
cock head slid down into the slickness of her throat.
As she withdrew her lips, sucking the hard root, twirling
her tongue, she felt him began to lunge his cock back into her
mouth, fucking her face as he came closer to shooting his hot
wet juices. Lisa's fingers touched his balls, feeling as hard
rocks, tightly pulled up against his belly, knowing that his
big cock was just seconds from shooting his cum.
One last hard suck on the swollen knob was all it took to
bring him off. Lisa released his prick from her mouth and
slumped back down into her seat, her legs splayed wide, wet
hairy pussy presented to him, breasts bare and quivering for
his cum.
The first spurt splashed onto her bare belly and stuck. The
second, perhaps better aimed, struck her wetly furred opening
full into the pink distended lips of her pussy.
Her hand darted to grasp his spraying prick, clasping it in
her fingers, opening her mouth, aiming it to her face. His
salty musky sperm shot between her open lips to cling to her
pink tongue like pudding as her hand milked, wishing for
another taste. She rolled her tongue, savoring the hot spermy
liquid as he shot his cum again. This spurt missed her face but
fell to her quivering breasts, clinging, dribbling down the
smooth softness of her chest.
Her fingers gathered some of the juice from her tits and
wiped the sticky liquid onto the soft hair of her pussy,
feeling the slickness seep into her juicy wet pink opening,
satisfying momentarily the sexual lusty feelings flooding her
feverish brain.
As Lisa was slathering the sticky slick juice into her
pussy, she noticed that the credits were advancing on the
screen, realizing that the first movie was over, the lights
would be on very quickly.
The theater lights slowly began to brighten, while Lisa
busily smoothed her skirt down over her legs, buttoned the
front of her dress, covering her sperm covered slick tits
beneath the material of her top, feeling the wetness of the
clinging sperm on her tits sticking to the material at the top
of her dark orange jersey dress, holding the cloth to her
breasts.
"Thank God, that it's wash and wear," Lisa thought to
herself, knowing the sperm stains were unmistakable to any
cleaner in the country.
Lisa leaned forward to the black seated now in front of her.
"You do have a lovely prick there, and I enjoyed sucking you
off. Thank you for giving me a nice evening."
Her seatmate smiled, his white teeth flashing from his black
face as he said, "My pleasure, Ma'am."
Looking over to her right, Lisa found that her companion
with the large prick had departed without even thanking her for
jacking him off. Without any words, Lisa and Bill began to
move from their seats to the exit.
Lisa noticed several men in the rear rows, and two couples
at the side, all with hard pricks being stroked and a couple at
one side of the theater balcony were engaging in a mutual
masturbation exhibition for the three men seated at each side,
watching.
As they left the balcony and walked through the lobby, Lisa
could feel the black's sperm, glue like, inch down one curved
thigh, until it freed itself from her body leaving a silver
spot on the carpet like saliva spat from someone's lips.
"Jesus, Bill, what a great night. My mind is blown."
Her body felt weak and her mind filled again with the sight
and fury at the sensuality she experienced in the theater. Her
pussy still slithery, both from her own juices and the sperm
that shot over the seat row and was rubbed into the soft hairy
opening.
As Bill unlocked the car door for her, Lisa felt that she
wanted to fuck Bill as soon as she got him home, also feeling
that she had to talk to him as soon as possible about what they
had experienced tonight in the theater. She used her power as
they drove home.
"I really enjoyed watching my wife get turned on tonight.
When she jacked off that guy, I got even hornier than ever
before, and when she sucked off that guy, wrapping her tongue
on his black joint, I almost came again. Boy is she sexy. I
love her so much that I want to fuck her hot snatch all wet
with cum as soon as I get home. I'd like to talk her into doing
this again.
What a sexy wife I have."
...
C h a p t e r 5
"Do you know that it's been exactly one month since we
had our adventure at the Alameda!"
They sat in the living room watching a taped movie
through their VHS video recorder. Bill had joined a video
club and after buying two adult, triple X rated movies. They
very much enjoyed watching them, and then the video club
allowed them to trade back the movies and check out two new
movies.
They now watched a couple a week, then went to bed and
screwed until they were exhausted.
"Are you thinking about jacking off pricks again?" Bill
smiled, idly rubbed the silky skin of her thigh just above
the smooth curve of her knee, then moving higher on her
sleek thigh moving towards her moistness.
"God, yes.", Lisa writhed as his fingers touched her
panty covered pubis, "jacking them off, sucking them, maybe
even fucking a few. I'm ready to go to the Alameda theater
again, any time you are!"
"You liked that little jacking off adventure, didn't you
baby? His soft voice murmured seductively, "and you dig
getting your cunt finger fucked while you jack off a big,
hard prick."
His finger pushed through the silken fabric of her moist
panties at her erect clit pushing from the lips of her cunt
against the silky fabric of her panties. Lisa began to
squirm with delight at the soft fingering of her hot pussy.
"I think we were both really turned on that night, yes,
I'd like to either do that or some other adventure with you
again," Lisa purred, I liked it when I had two fingers in my
pussy and a prick spurting cum in each hand, not to mention
the guy in front that jacked off his come all over my tits.
Now that was really a turn on for me."
"What I'd also like to do is watch you either finger fuck
another lady, or eat her, of fuck her, or something like
that. You know what I mean, have dirty sex with another
woman while I could watch, just like you watched me jack off
those cocks there in the Alameda."
"Well honey, I'd like that too. If we could figure out
how to get another lady for me, or a guy for you, maybe we
could both watch each other fucking and sucking," Bill's
soft voice submitted his thoughts to his blonde wife.
"I don't know whether I'd rather have you watch me, or me
watch you."
"Or, maybe watch each other!"
"Could be, either would turn us both on even more."
After a few minutes of silence, Lisa spoke again, "You
know that I do like these screw movies and I like to watch
them with you and then make love, but... our adventure at
the Alameda was more exciting than these movies."
Bill probed harder at her clit, his finger worming under
the elastic band of her panties, sinking into her wet cunt.
"Yes, I know. You'd like to see our adventure on video,
wouldn't you Lisa?"
"Damn right I would. We're just as good, maybe even
better than the turkeys we watch on those tapes. Why don't
we star in our own movies? We could get a camera and take
movies of us at the Alameda, then watch them whenever we
wanted right here at home.
"She squirmed as his plunging finger sent pleasure
rippling down her belly.
"Too dark. Can't take movies there, not enough light for
a video camera. Just couldn't get a tape of that black stud
squirting his cum on your belly in that darkness, or when
you kissed his cock for him, for that matter."
"Well damn it William! That's what I want to do. You're
smart about cameras, figure it out. You can if you put you
mind to work."
She began to grope his cock as his finger worked on her
clit. "But right now, let's get to bed. I want that hard
cock in me, right now!"
His feet digging into the sheets, stroking his pounding
prick into her open cunt, her legs locked around the small
of his back, ass lifting on his down stroke as she felt the
pussy juice run down the crevasse of her shapely ass.
They screwed, prick slipping wetly into her cunt as she
began the long series of orgasms with a low moan. Gripping
her plunging ass Bill pulled her tight as his cock spurted
into her clasping pussy. Lisa counted the spurts and when
they stopped at five, realized just how much more that he
had been turned on at the Alameda a month ago. Her cunt
milked the cum from his prick, she could feel it writhe over
his softening penis, while she felt her orgasm taper off
then slowly stop.
"I've got to keep him thinking about how much he wants to
see me get screwed by another guy."
Lisa's determination to make Bill think of ways to get
her fucked, occupied her mind, when she resolved to work the
power on her husband as much as she could over the next few
days.
As they drifted into sleep, Lisa felt another orgasm
twitch her body as she again thought of jacking off two
cocks, feeling and tasting the squirting black's cum on her
lips, tits and pussy. She drifted into sleep.
..
"Wait until you see it," Bill opened the big box to
reveal a color video camera.
"I've got a portable VHS unit, and a low light level
video camera. I've also bought a tripod, a remote control
switch, ten cassettes of blank tape, and a auto focus low
light lens for the video camera. You're going to be a star
baby!"
The remainder of the evening after dinner was filled with
trying out the camera, the auto focus lens and the portable
recorder. Much giggling from Lisa while the conspirators
planned just where and how they were going to shoot their
"EPIC" movie. How they were going to get some of their
friends into the movies without their friends being aware
that they were being filmed.
Bill shot about twenty minutes of Lisa undressing slowly,
lying on the bed and masturbating for the camera lens, her
soft red tipped fingernails toying with her pussy while Bill
adjusted and fiddled with the setting on the camera,
occasionally even moving the lights in the bedroom for a
little more brilliance.
Lisa demanded equal time too, playing at being both a
director and a camera man, with Bill holding a copy of
Playboy magazine and jacking off to the nude center fold
Bunny.
Lisa zoomed in as he spurted his sperm onto the fold out
page, capturing on tape the squirting silver juice from his
cock. Play back in slow motion later, the silver jets
arched out to softly splash and cling to the slick magazine
pages as her husband milked every drop of sperm onto the
smiling Bunny.
In bed later, the camera in the closet, lens fixed on the
bed, the overheated couple fucked for the camera, capturing
the action for later watching.
..
The sensual blond used her power on her husband almost
every time they were together, sometimes even sending the
power to him at work. Planting the thoughts of seeing his
lovely blond wife getting screwed and being able to watch it
over and over on the video cassette later.
She thought maybe she'd used her power too much, when it
seemed that all her husband talked about was watching her
'get the pork poured to her'.
Lisa decided not to continue using her power. Bill was
already too horny about her getting fucked by someone else.
Slow down and let nature take it's course.
Watching her make love to another man was beginning to be
an obsession with her husband.
The next week flew by, as they tried camera angles and
lighting in the bedroom. Another week and they felt that
they had solved the problems, their camera work was good,
the lighting fine, the finished product of their tests with
the units was superior to the tired old copies of the taped
movies they had rented. They were all set to shoot their big
epic movie.
Much planning went into the selection of the guests, with
three couples invited, for a total of eight for dinner
Saturday night. Polly and Harry from her office. Polly was a
free talking, very pretty lady with long black hair and big
tits which Bill admitted to Lisa, really turned him on.
Harry was the office manager over Lisa and although nothing
had gone on between then, Lisa felt his bold eyes on her
bosom and ass. His quick look at her legs when she crossed
them indicated his willingness to play, if he knew he
wouldn't get in office problems or trouble with Bill over
her.
Another couple, who lived together, but were not married,
were invited when Lisa noticed the bulge in his swimsuit
while she and Bill were over for a San Jose swim party.
His name was Bill also, but his nickname was Bull, which
tickled Lisa's fancy. His girl friend, Susan, was a petit
blonde with a wide mouth and an ass that she liked to swing
when she thought some male was looking, which was often.
Bill said "That she looked like she just got out of bed
and couldn't wait to get back in," and Lisa laughed.
Bill invited George and told him to bring a friend.
George, a professional football player who had injured his
knee five years ago, was selling insurance now. They did not
know who George would bring to the dinner.
..
Saturday evening, just before the guests were to arrive,
Lisa was modeling her outfit for Bill. Gold woven fabric,
slit from the hem to her upper thigh, a wide black leather
belt and a blouse which wrapped over the front.
When she bent over, her lovely breasts were suspended and
open to well below the nipples.
No panties, showing Bill how she could flash her beaver
at whoever was directly across from her position by sitting
demurely with her knees tightly clasped, turning slightly
and letting her thighs open, her slitted skirt falling away
from her thighs, her skirt opened, exposing her thighs clear
up to the crotch.
By moving just another inch or so, Lisa then showed Bill
her pussy.
"No power tonight, just my sexy body, and my looks to
help me lure my prey."
Lisa's thoughts were not shared with her husband, "I'll
just let things happen as they happen. If I can't get fucked
all by myself, then something's wrong."
While the guests arrived, Bill served cocktails, Lisa
admired George's date's dress, giving each of the men in
turn a glimpse of her pretty pink nipples as she served the
napkins for the cocktails.
Betty was George's date, light black, ass rippling when
she walked. A beautiful lady from England with a charming
accent. After dinner, the group sat around the living room
with coffee and brandy, Lisa across from George, tantalizing
him with flashes of her long slim legs, the slitted dress
parting. George's glances delved into the darkness of her
thighs. Harry at her right, being treated to glimpses of her
full breasts. Each time Harry spoke to her Lisa leaned
slightly toward him, her breasts nudging the wrapped opening
on her blouse, parting the soft material, exposing her
nipples.
Between showing George her thighs and Harry her breasts,
Lisa was getting aroused. She could visualize the size of
Harry's prick by the swelling bulge in Harry's lap as she
watched him dart glances into the dark cleavage of her full
breasts. She enjoyed feeling the power to turn Harry on,
feeling the moisture beginning to gather on the lips of her
naked pussy. The sensuous blonde housewife decided that she
really liked being looked at and admired sexually, and
besides looking at male buns, really liked looking at the
swelling male lap, wondering about the size and shape of the
masculine organ in hiding!
The after dinner party slowly broke into couples, Bill
and Susan, Lisa and George, with Bull talking to Polly.
Heading for the bar to get another brandy, Lisa took
George's hand and pulled him to the bar.
"Would you help a girl George. I need someone to open a
new bottle of brandy, and you look like you'd be good at
uncorking and unscrewing."
"I don't know too much about unscrewing, but I'd be glad
to help," George leered.
"I never heard of anyone getting unscrewed."
"I'll bet you don't know anything about unscrewing," Lisa
laughed, "what do you know about?"
"I know about football, I know about insurance, and I do
know you're not wearing any panties. I know that you've been
showing me your pretty pussy all night, and I know that
you're the most desirable lady here tonight. I also know
that if you weren't married, I'd sure give you a run."
George touched her hip, his big black hand lightly
caressing her flared hip through the gold fabric.
Filling and warming the brandy, Lisa smiled at him,
touching his hand with hers, scratching at the back of his
big black hand with her fingernails while she moved closer
to the big football star, lightly pressing the tips of her
breasts into his thick arm.
"Not only am I not wearing any panties, just so you could
see my pussy, but I'm not wearing any brassiere either. I'm
totally nude underneath this thin material. And all of it is
just for you, George."
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C h a p t e r 6
The light grazing of nipples against the heavy muscled
arm, popped Lisa's inverted left nipple and she felt the
delightful squirm of her pussy experiencing the tremor of an
orgasm.
Lisa placed her ice blue eyes on George's face.
"I'm married George, not dead! Bill and I get along fine,
but I do what I do, and Bill does what he does. We don't own
each other."
"As a matter of fact, I think we're just leasing, that's
why I'm not wearing a brassiere either," Lisa leaned
forward, hunching her shoulders slightly, allowing George
free vision of her succulent pink nippled breasts.
"Like to see more of these?" Lisa purred, moving her
shoulders so her full succulent breasts quivered and shook
with ripples. "I'm interested, what do we do about it?" The
husky black growled.
"You've got me anytime you want me. Just whistle."
George pursed his lips, a slow long whistle emitted from
his mouth.
"Bill", she called out, "George and I are going to talk
about that insurance policy on the house. Do you want to
come along and talk about it now?"
Bill, deep in conversation with Susan waved her a
negative gesture.
"You two look, I'm busy here," his eyes devouring Susan.
Susan's infectious laughter brought giggles from the
ladies and a chuckle from Bull.
Bill knew where Lisa and George were going. Their planned
evening was working out well. He knew that Lisa would put on
an excellent show for the tape recorder and camera that they
could watch later that night, or any other night they might
choose to watch the action.
..
Lisa led George down the hallway to the master bedroom,
where the camera was hidden in the closet. The camera lens
peeked out between the clothing hung in the closet. Focused
on the bed and the mirror on the wall, to give the over
sexed husband and wife two views of her adventures with big
George.
George's hands slid up under her skirt, Lisa pulling away
from his hands.
"Not so fast, my friend. Just sit down here on the bed
while I close and lock the door," Lisa slipped the lock.
"Now, my friend I've been showing you what I've got, now
it's time to let me see what you've got. You sit down and
let little Lisa do it all for you."
Positioning the husky black male where the camera was
focused, she sat on the edge of the bed, her heel sliding to
touch the floor switch that turned on the video camera and
recorder. Lisa reached her fingers to his zipper and drew it
down, the teeth making a soft buzzing sound as she pulled it
down from his belt buckle to his crotch.
Her hand sought the opening, delving into the warmth of
his groin searching for the male bar at the opening of his
jockey shorts.
Success! Her fingers touched the soft bar and drew it
from it's hiding place. Drooping like a ripe banana, his
thick skinned male organ emerged. Soft, it hung down from
his open fly, as she pulled harder unwinding his cock from
it's stowed hiding place, drawing it out to it's full
length. It hung, semi soft, semi hard, black shafted with a
pinkish black, mushroom shaped knobby head half hidden with
foreskin.
"That feel good, honey?" She asked as she stroked his
heavy foreskin lightly back and forth over the bulbous knob
of his male black cock. She knelt between his outstretched
knees and leaned forward into his crotch.
"Better and better," was his husky low voiced answer. His
cock began to thicken as her hands fondled lovingly,
touching the silken skin lightly with her fingertips,
tracing the heavy black veins that stood from the
circumference of his mighty rod.
She began milking his black prick from root to tip,
squeezing on the pulling stroke, lightly pushing the skin
back toward his balls on the return caress, until she was
rewarded be a clear drop of honey oozing from the deep set
hole in the glans of his pecker, which welled out, a crystal
jewel of liquid sparkling against the pink blackness of his
knob.
"I really like it when a prick starts leaking!" Lisa
murmured with a lascivious lick of her red lips. "I get
turned on something fierce when I get to swallow even just a
little bit of cum!"
She traced the heavy swollen veins standing out from the
basalt blackness of the stem of his cock with one hand while
the other opened the tie at the side of her blouse, pulling
it open to bare her succulent breasts to him.
His black hand covered one, squeezing and touching the
soft flesh, finger rubbing the erect nipple, coaxing it
further.
Her quick hand now pumped his prick with increasing
pressure squeezing and pulling. Juice welling from the deep
hole in the tip, began to pearl and then to run down over
the knobby head. Bending slightly forward, her pink tongue
dipped into the juice of his honey, licking it from the
smooth skin. Her palate, rewarded, savored the sticky liquid
that spread to coat her tongue and the inner surface of her
mouth.
Pumping more, the juices began to run from his glans,
while she caught another droplet then touched the opening of
his black prick to the pink nipple of her breast.
The nipple sparkled as she coated it with the honey
welling from his cock. She ran her tight fingers to the base
of his cock milking it toward the tip, squeezing the clear
honey out to hang on his glans in a thick pearl.
She bent, squeezing more until the quivering droplet
hung, then left the dark knob to descend slowly to her pink
erect nipple.
The juice dripped to the tip of her nipple then clung,
slowly transferred from his cock to the tip of her breast,
quivering as she watched it, then dripped from her pointed
tit in one long spider web.
She caught the web thin hanging droplet on her finger,
transferring it to her mouth, savoring the coating on the
membrane of her pink tongue. She was having flashbacks of
the Alameda theater now, visualizing in fantasy the other
black prick squirting on her cunt and belly and the taste of
the black cum in her mouth. She pulled his long cock harder,
jacking him off, her hand flew on the thick black root
clutched between her grasping palm.
"George, I've always had this fantasy, of sucking off a
big black prick and swallowing the juicy cum. I'm going to
suck all the juice from your prick, and then let it slide
slowly down my throat."
The blonde wife bent forward, touched her pointed pink
tongue to the honey welling from the slitted hole in his
black prick, laving the head with her flickering tongue.
Lisa rolled his heavy foreskin out from his groin,
gathering it around the head of his prick in her mouth,
forcing her flickering tongue between the heavy folds of
soft skin and the swollen head.
She delighted in the different taste, the musky savor of
skin between his black soft foreskin and the salty taste of
the honey welling from the head of his cock.
"That's it honey. Suck me. Suck up my juicy cock. Take it
all and suck the cum right out of my balls."
His hoarse voice implored her to more suction, his black
hands and black fingers busy milking and squeezing her full
breast and coaching her nipples to stand up hard.
"Ummm," her muffled answer came from deep in her throat,
around the prick in her well stuffed mouth.
Lisa pulled back. George's black hard prick, free from
her sucking mouth, stood pounding from his groin.
"I like the taste of your cock, George. Will you let me
suck it off, and cum in my mouth? I'd like to feel your
sperm all over the inside of my mouth and tongue, and then
swallow it all. That's been my fantasy, and now will you
help me fulfill it?"
His big black hands cupped her head tenderly, drawing her
face back down over the thick black stalk welling milky
juices onto a thick glob of silver honey at the tip of his
prick.
Her sensitive tongue feeling the surges in his cock head
as the throbbing increased to a steady beat. Sliding her
mouth farther engulfing more and more of his prick, feeling
the bulbous head go deeper and deeper until her nose rested
against his belly, cushioned by the wiry black hair in his
groin, the zipper teeth scraping her nostrils.
She swallowed, her throat gulping, massaging his glans
with her throat then tight lipped she pulled back, milking
his cock with her mouth, savoring the musky juice coating
her oral cavity. Twice more her mouth forced the length of
his black prick, deep throating him, when he started to
shudder, his body tensing.
Once more her lips traveled from tip to root, then
holding his surging prick with the hand farthest from the
camera lens, she pulled her lips free and open mouthed,
aimed his prick to the opening, a distance of about five or
six inches.
She jacked and pumped the black rod, turned on by the
thought of the camera catching the juice from his balls
entering her lips, thinking of the juice spraying out from
the tip of his cock into her ready waiting and eager mouth.
The first ropy squirt spanned the space to splash into
her mouth, a glob of silver musky juice, thick as tapioca
pudding, and she leaned slightly closer to catch the second
spurted offering, trapping it with her open mouth.
As the squirting black prick spurted less sperm, she
followed with her mouth, closer now to the spitting
squirting end of his cock, until she had captured the last
of the sticky sperm in her open mouth.
Slowly her lips slid over the pink black knob and sucking
she pulled all of his still pulsing prick into her mouth,
feeling it soften. Lisa's fingers tightened at the base of
his prick, squeezing the thick shaft upwards, her fingers on
top of his rod, thumb underneath as she slowly squeezed the
sticky hot cum from his prick, watching the pearly sperm
form on the clefted black glans.
Her head slowly bent over his cock, as she began to lick
at the sperm with the tip of her tongue, swirling her
pointed pink tongue into the hole. Licking up all of his
sticky silver juice from the tip of his knob, down to his
balls, cleaning off all of the escaped wetness, then pulled
his cock back into her mouth.
Gently sucking at the lump of flesh, savoring the juices
and the feel of the softening satin smooth skin. Lisa
suckled at his sperm, catching and holding the glob of hot
sperm, then turning her head slightly to face the hidden VCR
camera, the avidly prick sucking blonde allowed droplets of
his juice to escape from the corners of her mouth, for the
camera.
Pulling his cock back, George began to draw it from her
lips, while she sucked it like a large, fat piece of
spaghetti, until it fell from her lips with an audible pop.
"Now it's my turn. My turn to suck you off, Lisa."
The husky black male leaned forward, holding Lisa's
shoulders with his big hands as he pulled he forward and up
onto the bed.
"George, I'd rather not, we've been in here so long that
someone will wonder what happened to us, and besides, when I
get a tongue in my pussy, I like to keep it there one long
time."
"To hell with the others," George growled.
"Well, at least think of my husband out there," Lisa
smiled demurely, eyes cast down, trying to look as virginal
as possible.
"I do have a marriage and a reputation to protect, but
I'd sure take a rain check for some time later, maybe even
later tonight, if this party ever gets livened up like I
think that it will, especially if you help it along by
sexing it up out there with the other girls."
"You mean you want me to help you turn this party into an
orgy?"
"Now that would be fun, wouldn't it George. How would you
like to fuck one of the girls out there? And which one would
you like to fuck, besides me?"
"Well," his brow furrowed with thought, "I've already
fucked Betty plenty of times, and you would be my next
choice, but I'd like to fuck that little blonde sexy bitch
Susan, too."
"Then why don't you help me out and let's get sexy out
there with the others until we get a full blown swinging
orgy started."
"I'll do it, let's go get the fucking started."
"Slow down now," Lisa's voice calmed down the big ex
football player, "we've got to play this cool, letting the
others warm up a little slow if we want to get a real
swinging orgy started. We might get them all a little drunk,
and relax any inhibitions they may have. Then when they are
all relaxed and happy, then bang, we fuck all of them!"
George broke into laughter at her light hearted planning,
not really sure if she was kidding him, or really planning a
full blown orgy for the group tonight.
"Are you serious, Lisa?"
"You bet your ass I'm serious, do you want to help out,
and then fuck Susan, or not?"
"Sure, I'll help. What do you want me to do?"
"Here is what we'll do, as soon as we get around to it,
later this evening, we'll ...
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C h a p t e r 7
Honey, that's the best I've ever had. "You are the
greatest," as our friend Ali say's, and I'll follow your
lead to see if we can get your party to go into a full blown
orgy."
He pulled her to her feet and planted a wet kiss on her
cum coated lips, his tongue probing and flickering where his
black cock had spurted, just moments before.
Lisa felt for the recorder switch with her heel, as he
kissed her, turning off the recorder and camera, leading
George back to the living room.
Acting very casual, George and Lisa obtained new drinks
and over George's shoulder, she nodded at her husband and
smiled, signifying that she's been filled with a male cock,
while that action between herself and her black lover was
recorded on video tape.
Bill's eyebrows came back down from his unspoken question
as his index finger and thumb made a circle to signify
completion of phase one, of their plans.
Lisa began phase two, by engaging Bull and Polly in
animated conversation, joined by George, Lisa began to warm
up Bull by almost thrusting her breasts out of her blouse.
Each time her eyes looked at Bull's, his eyes were deep
into the cleavage, lusting after the full swelling of her
tits. She let him know that she knew his eyes were on her
tits, writhing a little to set them quivering, and that she
liked to have her tits looked over.
Bull took a deep breath, still staring down the vee in
her blouse.
"Where's your bathroom, Lisa?"
"All the way at the end of the hall. Use the bath in the
master bedroom. Come on with me, since I've got to pee too,
I'll use the front bathroom," Lisa grinned at him, holding
out her hand for his hand to lead him.
They parted at the front bathroom door. Lisa letting go
of Bull's hand as she started through the door.
"I hope everything comes out all right," Bull's humorous
voice grinned at her.
"Oh, I'm certain it will," Lisa grinned back.
Lisa closed the door behind her, paused a few seconds to
allow Bull to proceed to the bathroom in the master bedroom,
then opening it to tip toe into the master bedroom. Closing
and locking the master bedroom door very quietly, and with
caution that the turning of the lock made no sounds.
Making no noise, she walked on tip toes to the door of
the bathroom, leaning her ear to the door, listening to the
noise of Bull in the toilet, the water sounds of piss
splashing into the water of the bowl issued from the closed
door, followed by the sound of the flushing toilet.
Moving quickly, Lisa drew away from the door and to the
bed, seating herself on the edge of the bed again, recorder
turned on, Lisa opened the slit in her skirt and began to
rub the clefted opening of her overheated cunt.
When Bull exited the bathroom, his hands busy fastening
the zipper on his fly, his eyes fell on Lisa sitting posed
for him, on the bed. Her skirt open, her busy finger sunk
into the top of her pussy, as her wide ice blue eyes stared
into his. Her fingers stopped moving while she sat frozen
for a few seconds looking full into his eyes, her finger
again began sliding over the wet and swollen lips of her
cunt. Parting the lips gently with her finger, Lisa moved
the tip over the erect bud of her clit. Slowly slipping into
the swelled lips of her pink pussy her finger glinted with
sticky honey.
Bull's deep voice almost cracked as he spoke.
"Jesus, Lisa. Couldn't you wait until the party was over
before you started finger fucking yourself?"
"Not really Bull," her sultry voice slow. "I just got
turned on thinking about you and decided to put my fingers
in my pussy for a little while."
"Wouldn't you rather have something else in there, Lisa?"
"Yes I'd really like something else in here. Have you got
anything in mind that I could fill this with? I do like to
have my pussy filled any time I can."
"Oh, I have something to fill it with all right, I have
fingers, a tongue or a big cock! Which one would you like,
or maybe all three."
Lisa cocked her head to the side, a parody of thought, as
if considering his offer.
"Well, let's see now. I do like to have a finger in my
pussy, and I certainly do like to have a tongue in there
too, but if it's a really big cock, then I think that I'd
really rather have it in me. Have you really got a big cock
Bull? I do know that when we all met at that swimming pool
party in San Jose, I couldn't take my eyes off the front of
your trunks."
The sudden jump of his prick was outlined by his tight
brown trousers, the fabric stretching with the quick
engorgement of blood to his cock.
Bull grinned down at the beautiful and sensuous blonde
wife.
"Big, and long and hard besides. Just look here at what
you do to me when you play with your pussy, like you're
doing now."
Lisa looked where Bull was pointing. His finger
indicated the bulge in the front of his trousers, the bulky
outline of his male sex swelling the fabric of his slacks,
turgid and filled with lust.
"I only believe what I see, and so far all I see is
clothing, I don't see any big cock yet. You might have a
potato stuffed in there for all I can tell from here."
"Watch closely, and I'll let you be the judge, and the
jury too, if you want, as to whether it's a potato, or more
cock than you can handle."
"I really don't think that there is such a thing as more
cock than I can handle, and I want it. I really want. Right
now, I want to see it." Lisa purred, her fingers still
probing the softness of her cunt. The oily wetness from her
lubricating juices coating the red nail polish at the tips
of her fingers.
Her eyes dropping to stare at his groin as he drew his
zipper from the top catch to the bottom of his fly.
Lisa's eyes widened as his prick came out, and came out,
and came out. George's cock looked like a banana, but Bull's
prick looked like the handle of a tennis racket. So long
that it drooped under it's own weight. His cock stood out
from his belly straining to hold itself erect. Lisa's pussy
spasmed just looking at the awesome handle on the man.
"Gawd! Now I know why they call you Bull. The name fits
your cock. You're built like a god damn bull!"
He stepped forward, his cock bobbling, until it was level
with Lisa's eyes.
"Try it, you'll like it."
"If I lick it, will I like it better?"
"I don't know if you'll like it better, but I'll like it
better if you'll lick it!"
Lisa giggled up at Bull, still staring at his lusty
prick. Her hands grasped and held his huge prick, fondling
the heavy weight of meat. Stroking and pumping, she felt it
expanding under her caresses until the glans, swollen and
seeping with moisture, gleamed with engorged blood.
His foreskin, lay in thick and heavy folds surrounding
the neck of his prick. Lisa's soft fingers moved the heavy
folds of wrinkled skin up to almost cover the glans, them
back slowly over the neck of his cock until the head was
uncovered and throbbing in her hands. Each time she covered
and uncovered his lusty cock with his foreskin, a small
seepage of honey emitted from the slitted opening.
For all the length of his cock, the glans head was small
and almost flat, tapered at the bottom but straight at the
top.
Rounded and spongy to her touch, responsive to the
suggestive caresses her tender fingertips traced over the
smooth slick surface.
It was much larger than her husband's root, or even
George's prick. Lisa thought and compared the other four
cocks she'd had. This one beat them all in length, maybe
even a little in thickness. The hole in the head was a long
slit instead of the dimple she was familiar with, seeping
honey that oiled the slippery glans beneath the foreskin as
she pumped on it.
Softly running her hands over the massive organ, Lisa
weighed and marveled at the weight, hefted the hairy
testicles hanging with bunched wrinkled skin below the
hardened shaft, slowly moving her fingers from testicles to
glans, tracing the blue veins swelling and pulsing under the
skin.
Again, moving from root to tip, the sensuous blonde wife
squeezed harder at his shaft, milking it and bringing a soft
groan from Bull's lips.
Her milking motion brought a pearl of honey lubrication
juice welling up on the long slitted opening. Each time the
sensuous blonde housewife pumped the heavy foreskin on his
prick, another small pearl of honey emerged to perch on the
slitted opening.
Lisa's pink tongue, slipped from between her red lips,
pointed at the slit as she brought her face closer and
closer to his cock.
"That's it baby, go ahead and suck it all," Bull's macho
voice intoned at her.
"That's me, just call me Suzi Spermbreath, because I love
to suck cocks!" Lisa giggled.
Her tongue darted into the slippery slit at the head of
his cock, into the gooey liquid pooling there, to retract
back into her hot mouth with the viscous liquid clinging to
her tongue.
Savoring the sticky wetness clinging to her tongue, the
sensuous blonde wife scraped her teeth over the head of his
purple headed spongy prick, letting him feel the edges of
her sharp white teeth on his organ, bringing another groan
from his lips as his hips moved slightly trying to slide
more of his cock into Lisa's questing mouth.
"Suck it harder, let me feel your teeth again, and I'll
coat your tonsils."
Lisa pulled back, looking up at Bull standing by the bed.
"I don't want you to come in my mouth, silly, I want you
to come inside my pussy. Some other time I'd love to suck
you off, but right now I'd rather just fuck you."
"Just one more quick suck, and then I'll fuck your brains
out," Bull's voice turned even more macho.
Lisa moved her mouth quickly over the swollen head of his
cock, her flickering tongue covering the head, laving the
smoothness of his pounding cock with her tongue, applying
even more suction to the slitted opening, pulling the
slippery juice out of his prick into her mouth.
With one more deep penetration, Lisa moved her head
slowly, allowing his cock to slip from her questing lips
until slick with the excess saliva from her mouth coated his
glans and half of the shaft of his oversized organ.
"You're going to have to take it easy when you put that
thing inside my pussy Bull. That's some awesome piece of
machinery you have, and it's a lot bigger than the finger I
have in my cunt now. Stand back just a minute while I get
ready for you. She paused and looked at him again.
"Would you mind fucking me dog fashion? I'd really like
that, and we wouldn't have to get undressed for it."
Bull's head nodded.
"Any way you like it, sweet lady. It'll be my pleasure to
fuck you any way you want, just as long as I get to fuck
you."
Lisa moved up off the bed, twirled and flinging her skirt
up over her waist, bent over the edge of the bed, watching
in the mirror to get just the correct computed angle for the
camera, and presented her bare ass and curly tufted cunt to
him. Holding to the edge of the bed with her arms, bent
over at the waist, her cunt was at the same level as his
huge cock. Peering into the mirror at the reflection of the
camera lens in the closet, Lisa pivoted slightly, hoping to
get the best camera angle, knowing the camera was going to
get the rear view of his ass and her cunt.
"Can you drop your pants, dear, I want to feel your balls
on my ass, and I can't do that if your pants are on."
Bull's trousers sunk down his legs to the floor.
His meaty organ hanging down at a forty five degree
angle, the head lower than the lowest part of his hairy
testicles, bloated, as his hand grasped his thick foreskin,
jacking off his cock to keep it hard. Filling rapidly,
stiffening until the bluish veins stood out and the glans
turned dark purple. Holding and caressing her curved
buttocks, Bull moved a step closer until his cock touched
her curved, clefted ass.
He centered his cock head, slippery with honey and Lisa's
saliva to the slitted opening she presented. The sensual
feeling of exposing herself to the men in the other room,
the blow job she'd given to Harry's black cock, and now the
sight and licking of Bull's male organ had lubricated her
loins until the juice welled from the tight swollen lips
coating even the soft blonde curly pussy hair.
Bull stepped close behind Lisa, his prick nudging at the
curved flanks, dipping lower until it centered at the hairy
opening she presented with her ass waving slightly.
Bull leaned his weight against the hot blonde housewife,
the head of his prick slid into her opening like butter,
smoothly sliding inside her belly, the narrow head of his
prick an arrow for his root to follow.
He gently pressed his length into her wet cunt as she
moaned her pleasure, wriggling her ass the help him insert
the entire log deep in her cunt. It slithered into her womb,
a serpent of lusty dimensions. She put one hand between her
legs, groping for his balls, delighted to feel how much of
his organ she had captured on the first stroke. Sucking
George's prick had made her wet enough with lubricating
juices that Bull's tennis handle cock slipped into her womb
without pausing or forcing.
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Bull began to long cock her cunt. His prick withdrawing
until only the head was nestled between the outer lips of her
pussy, then in one long smooth stroke, he slid it back inside.
Her busy fingers caressing his testicles, rolling them
gently, marveling at the softness of his skin, feeling the
stones beneath the smooth outer covering, exploring the root of
his cock and discovering almost three inches still left outside
her lusty loins.
She began to buck her ass, arching her back lower,
presenting a more direct line into her belly for his prick to
follow, delighted to feel another inch sink into her streaming
cunt, leaving only a couple of inches or less still outside her
hot pussy.
She bucked back harder feeling another inch as his glans
banged into her cunt both deeper and harder, starting a wave of
orgasms to ripple her soft belly, and juice to run from her
filled cunt and drip onto his balls. She wanted to be able to
take him all, every inch of his meat into her pussy, crying out
to him.
"Just ram it all up my pussy. I need it all, right now!"
She bucked her ass harder to suck more of his cock in her
belly. He withdrew his prick again until his cock just parted
the full wet lips of her cunt, bringing a drool of her wet
lubricating juice with it, then slammed the vibrant length to
the hilt in her pussy, his balls swinging high to bang hard
against her crotch.
His violent move slammed the head of his prick against her
cervix, causing both pain and extreme pleasure at the same
time. Each time he slammed home, the pain lessened and the
pleasure grew, when her body started the familiar waves of
orgasms. One long, continuous orgasm, rippled her belly, the
clenching of her tight cunt like a fist gripping his prick,
squeezing and milking. He gripped her hips tightly with both
hands, holding her writhing bucking ass as his cock slithered
back into her hairy opening.
His lunges against her backside slapped his belly against
the full curves of her rounded ass, setting off ripples in the
flesh that spread almost to the small of her back. Like a stone
thrown into a pond, the ripples returned only to be started
again with each of his thrusts.
His hairy testicles banged against the top of her pussy with
each lunge, caressing the smoothness of her thighs then with a
gentle slap, tapping her swollen clit.
Her fingers toyed with his testicles, gently brushing as
they moved freely in between her spread legs, as she felt them
tighten. They pulled up higher to the base of his cock with
each thrust. Lisa's panting grew more animated and her quick
frenzied movements grew faster as she felt his hard balls swell
in her fingers. She moved her hand to her nipple, caressing the
hardened nub, tweaking and fondling as his cock thudded into
her slippery slit.
Lisa heard Bull snort, his heavy breathing almost stopped
as he withdrew his cock until the glans was just outside the
tight ring, then his cock thundered full length into her soft
belly, holding stationary as she felt him cum.
His hose, tightly pressed to her cervix, pulsed and spat his
male sperm, squirting his sticky juice into her belly, against
the deepest part of her pussy. The gushing juice, stoppered by
his cock, filled her cunt, expanding spurt after spurt, into
her soft pink vagina.
The hot wetness spurting deep within her, caused Lisa
extreme pleasure, pressing her curved buttocks tightly against
his belly, sinking his spurting cock even deeper so that she
could feel the pulsations as the spermy liquid leaped from the
slitted opening, into her slippery cunt.
Lisa moaned, feeling the hot gushing creamy juice fill her
cavity, marveling at the warmth of his ejection and the
sensitive pressure he was putting so deeply inside her writhing
belly.
The feel of his fire hose shooting intensified her orgasm,
wildly she bucked her hunching ass as she slipped her finger
over the erect nub of her clit, rubbing it to heighten the
effect.
Sated, and softening, Bull could still feel the rhythmic
pulsations of her soft curly haired pussy milking his cock as
he slowly withdrew and let his prick release from her cunt.
Sperm still dribbled from the tip as it shrunk and tightened
toward his belly.
He wiped the juices from his cock with his hand, squeezing
it, root to tip, transferring the juices to her upraised ass,
massaging the wetness into her skin as her bucking stopped, her
motor dying, lust temporarily sated.
...
She squatted on the toilet and pee'd while Bull wiped his
cock on a towel from the rack. Drying her wet slippery pussy on
the toilet paper, she watched Bull drying his prick on the
towel, amazed still at the awesome length left, even though
he'd climaxed only moments before, deep inside her writhing
belly. "Bring that thing back over here," Lisa demanded from
her throne on the toilet seat.
Bull moved to stand in front of the sitting lady, his cock
still not dangling down, but instead hanging over his balls in
a curve.
Her hand tenderly touched his meaty organ again, her tongue
darting out to capture a stray drop of juice that welled
suddenly as she squeezed his cock fondly.
"Enough, we must get back before my husband misses us, or
your girl friend misses you," Lisa jumped from the toilet, her
skirt falling to cover the shape of her legs as she stood.
She held and kissed Bull, her arms clasped around his neck
to nuzzle tenderly at his neck, then pulling away, led him to
the bedroom door.
She straightened her skirt and blouse and unlocked the door
to leave.
She was startled to come face to face with Susan, standing
just outside the bedroom door.
"Oh shit!", thought Lisa, "now the trouble starts."
Susan's tiny body sparkled with anger as she hissed at Bull.
"And just what do you think you're doing in there with the
door locked Bull?"
Bull just raised his eyebrows, starting a lame tale to
explain, his voice falling silent as he realized there really
wasn't anything he could say. He pushed by Susan to return to
the front room. Susan pushed past Lisa into the bedroom and
closed the door behind them.
"Don't say anything, Lisa," Susan's voice was tight with
anger.
"I know he fucked you, I can tell by his sappy look just
after he gets screwed, so, I want you to know that more than
two can play at that game. I don't expect him to be an angel,
but, God damn it, not while I'm in the other room wondering
what he's doing for twenty minutes and where the hell are you
at the same time!"
Her voice shook as she grabbed Lisa's arm.
"I know you've got a pussy full of his cream and I don't
like it one bit. I saw you tonight showing your cunt and tits
to all the men, getting them all worked up, and now you'd
better listen to me ....."
Lisa's resolve not to use her power departed at the anger in
Susan's voice. Lisa's echo chamber started the compulsion in
the petit blond's mind.
"She got fucked and I didn't. She fucked my lover, and
probably George too. The only way to get even is to fuck her
husband. He's so sexy, that I'd love to have his cock between
my legs. There's not anything much she can say. Turn about is
fair play. She fucks my lover and I fuck her lover. I need to
get fucked, I really need to get fucked right now. My pussy's
so hot now and it's getting wetter as I think about getting
Bill's prick up my hot wet pussy. I need to get fucked right
now, I can't wait, I can't wait at all. I like Lisa, and I'd
like to be good friends with her, but I've got to get fucked by
her husband."
Susan's voice was still tinged with anger, but her body
compulsions made her lower her voice as she acted out the
suggestive compulsion planted by Lisa's power.
"I don't intend to go home to a fucked out cock and be pissed
off at Bull for weeks about this. I'm sure you fucked George
tonight, so what I'm telling you is this, I'm going to fuck
your husband to get even, so I don't carry this load of
resentment with me out of here. I'm going to get my pussy
filled with your husband's cream until I drip when I walk, and
then you and I are going to kiss and make up with no hard
feelings again, ever."
"Now, I don't care how you do it, but I want Bill back here
behind a locked door with me, so I can fuck his brains silly,
and if you give me any more trouble in my soul, I'm going to
march out there and announce that you've fucked half of the men
here after dinner and just see what happens then."
Lisa's voice was low as she spoke to Susan.
"I'm sorry Susan. I just got horny and I didn't think. I
never meant to hurt you, or Bull either. You are right, and I
was wrong. Let me have a few minutes to talk to Bill, Gawd
knows how or what I'm going to tell him but he'll be back here
with you in a few minutes. Come out with me to the living room
now, and you'll have Bill in a little while"
They walked back into the living room arm in arm. At Bill's
look, Lisa made head gesture to the kitchen and left. Bill
followed her in a few seconds.
"Something go wrong, or did he see the camera? What's
happening Lisa, you look all shook up"
"Nothings wrong with your camera, but I just got caught
fucking Bull and Susan's pissed off. She says she wants a belly
full of your cream and she wants it now, and that's the only
way she's going to forgive me.. So, buster, this was all your
idea,"
Lisa spoke with anger and female logic, forgetting how she
had also planned and executed the seductions.
"You just get back there with that little blond bitch and
fuck her silly so she'll be off my back!" Lisa was close to
crying as she pushed Bill from the kitchen toward the living
room.
"And one more thing, just you make sure that you fuck her in
front of the camera because I want to watch her get fucked
later!"
A few minutes later she sighed while talking to Harry, as
she saw her husband following Susan down the hall. She also
noticed Susan's ass twitching back and forth, almost announcing
to the world at large that she was about to get fucked, by
another woman's husband.
"Well shit," thought Lisa, "at least I got a prick in each
end before the shit hit the fan. Maybe, just maybe, things are
going to get better, 'cause they can't get much worse."
Realizing that there wasn't anything she could do about her
problem except let Bill take care of Susan's needs, she leaned
forward a bit to give Harry a little better view of her tits as
she waited. After all, the evening wasn't over yet by a long
ways, and she might even get laid again if everything went the
way she'd planned.
She squirmed a bit, setting her full globes to quivering,
and was rewarded by Harry gulping, Adam's apple visibly moving
on his throat as he stared at the pink nipple and shadowed
opening that the sexy blonde housewife what so blatantly
offering his staring eyes.
"You know, Lisa, I'd not want to offend you, but I'd sure
like to make love to you sometime."
"You know, Harry, I'd not want to offend you either, but why
do you think that I'm showing you my breasts, if I not trying
to seduce you?"
"I didn't know that you were trying to seduce me, I thought
that maybe you had a case of hot tits and were trying to get
them out into the air to cool them off," Harry chuckled.
"I do have hot titties, but I also have a case of very hot
pants, too. Why don't we sit here and discuss just what you
might be able to do to temporarily cure a case of very hot
pants, while I show you a little more of my hot boobies."
"Well, how hot are your pants, since from what I could see
earlier, you weren't troubled by panties at all. Unless my
tired eyes deceive me, you're bare as it's possible to be bare
under that skirt and blouse."
"That's so you can have a good time looking, Harry. Tell me
what you see, and how you like it. Maybe if you have time, you
might even tell me how you'd like to fuck me," Lisa giggled as
her skirt slipped open again, giggling again as Harry's hand
slithered between the silken smoothness of her full thighs.
Lisa parted her thighs slightly, looking around the room to
see if they were being observed, and since nobody seemed to be
paying them any attention, the blonde housewife let her thighs
relax even more, creating a slim crevasse for Harry's searching
hand to caress.
...
C h a p t e r 9
When the bedroom door clicked shut, Susan turned the lock
in the center of the knob and with a hard, tight voice said
to Bill.
"Your hot assed wife just got finished fucking my boy
friend in here, and I don't want any conversation from you
at all. I'm still mad as hell, and the only thing that's
going to make up for it, is for you to fuck me, or me to
fuck you. I don't care which, but, I'm going to have one
whole load of your slippery cream in my cunt before we leave
this room!"
"Now get your clothes off mister. I want your naked body,
and I want it now!"
Susan skinned her dress high over her head, her body clad
in a brassiere, panties that just covered her tiny full
hips, a garter belt holding up her thigh high stockings.
Bill hadn't seen a woman wear a garter belt except in the
fuck movies, for years, delighted by her tiny figure.
While he kicked of his shoes and peeled off his socks, he
watched her reach behind her back to get the catch on her
bra, unfastening it to spill her pert titties from the wispy
silk covering. Her breasts were full for her slight figure
and as she pulled her panties from her tiny flared hips the
chestnut brown curly ringlets of her cunt peeked from the
vee between her legs. Shirt, trousers and shorts gone, Bill
stood by the bed, bare, his heel touched the recorder switch
and slipped it on.
"Do you want to fuck me, or have me fuck you?" Susan
asked, still clad in the garter belt and stockings. I don't
care, just as long as I get fucked."
She stood, hands in fists on her hips, looking delightful
to Bill's eyes. His cock, dormant, began to fill and raise
from his testicles.
"Well, how about you fucking me. That seems only fair
under the circumstances," Bill lay on the bed, careful to
make sure he was positioned correctly for the camera lens,
crossing his hands behind his neck, watching her tiny body
as she crawled onto the bed.
"You know Susan, it's not really all of Lisa's fault that
she wanted to fuck Bull. He's a sexy guy and knowing my
wife, she got turned on and without thinking, just got it on
with your boy friend. Hell, I've wanted to fuck you ever
since I first saw you."
She grabbed his cock roughly, skinning the foreskin back,
pumping him like she was pounding corn in a bowl.
Her anger turned Bill on even more than his thoughts
during the evening when he knew Lisa was making some good
fuck scene movies for them both. Her tight body tensed with
effort as her titties quivered with the movement of her hand
jerking off his cock.
"I wanted to fuck you too, and I am," her voice softer
now, "I'm about as turned on as your wife was. Let's quit
talking about fucking, and start fucking!"
Moisture began to appear at the head of his cock, wetting
the foreskin and her fingers as she pumped him hard. The
sensation of his hard cock in her hand and the excitement
soon dampened her anger, her stroking became more loving
than hating.
When he extended his hand and cupped her quivering
titties, she sighed, bold now that his other hand began to
caress her flanks and hips, fondling her ass.
Now both hands at his groin, Susan stroked more softly,
then swung one silky leg across his body to straddle his
hips, her slippery hot pussy near his cock.
..
Harry's hand surreptitiously moved over the silken flesh
of Lisa's upper thigh in the living room, while her husband
was getting ready to slip his hard prick into Susan's
waiting pink cunt in the locked bedroom.
"Harry, don't put your fingers up too high there,
somebody might see."
"If you'd get the lights a little lower in here, no one
could see anything," his petulant voice murmured at her.
"How about just flickering fire light, would that help?"
Lisa grinned at her office manager.
"That would help fine. Let's get a fire going!"
"I know where you'd like to get a fire going, but are you
enough fireman to reel out enough hose to put the fire out
later?" Lisa giggled at Harry.
Harry's hand grabbed Lisa's, pulled it to his lap,
pressing her fingers against his groin.
The sensuous blond's fingers wiggled, feeling the hot bar
of Harry's sex, swollen and hard.
"That's feels like enough hose to put out the Chicago
Fire, and have a little left over. Now let's get a fire
started, in the fireplace."
The two moved to the fireplace, Lisa squirting liquid
fire starter over the kindling at the base of the oak logs,
striking a long match, applying the match to the fireplace.
Quickly the fire started, the flames sweeping to envelope
the small oak logs, setting off a crackling sound as the
flames turned the kindling to red coals under the logs.
"Oh goodie, a fire," buxom Polly said to the group as she
left Bull to sit on the carpet in front of the fireplace.
"What we need is some brandy, and to sit and watch the
fire. Don't you love to see the flames when the fireplace
is full of hot coals and burning wood?" Lisa asked Polly.
"I always love a fire, it's so romantic," Polly's sultry
voice announced.
"I really get turned on sitting in front of a fire,"
George's deep male voice joined in the fireside banter.
"I'll get the brandy while you all get cozy in the
firelight," Lisa moved to the kitchen, quickly placing a
bottle of brandy and eight glasses on a tray, returning to
the group now huddled in front of the fire.
George poured brandy into each glass, handing the half
filled glasses to the watchers.
The two remaining glasses on the tray attracted attention
to Bill and Susan's absence.
"Where's Bill and Susan, Lisa?" Bull's query startled
Lisa.
"Oh, they're in the den, Bill's showing Susan his new
home computer, they'll be out soon. Let's drink up all the
brandy so they'll miss out if they don't hurry up."
The bigger logs in the fireplace were actively burning
now, casting the amber and red flames over the bark surface
of the wood, lighting the room in dancing shadows.
"Somebody turn off the lights, and we can sit in just the
firelight," Harry moved over to sit by Lisa.
The lamps in the living room turned off, the group
sprawled on the carpet, Polly lying with her head with her
head on Bull's lap, Betty lying on her stomach facing the
flames kicking her slim legs in the air behind her. Her
curved rump quivering
each time her legs moved.
"Bull?" Polly looked up at his face as she moved her head
in his lap, "is that your wallet in your front pocket, or
are you just glad to see me?"
"My wallet's in my back pocket, that's me you're rolling
the back of your head on, and I am glad to see you. I'd be
gladder to see more of you."
"What's this gladder, is that the past tense of glad?"
Betty laughed, "sometimes I don't understand American
slang."
"What part of Polly are you interested in seeing, Bull?"
Lisa giggled at him.
Polly squirmed again on Bull's lap, "Yes Bull, what parts
are most interesting?" She moved her shoulders, quivers
running over her full breasts, the voluptuous ebony haired
lady smiled up at Bull.
"Tell her the truth, Bull!" George's deep voice laughed,
"don't bull shit her."
"Give me another shot of that brandy, and I'll tell
everyone." Lisa moved to lean over and grab the bottle,
pouring a healthy glass for Bull, quizzing the rest,
"Anybody else?"
"Here, if you please," Betty moved her glass out, and was
replenished, along with Harry.
Polly drew her glass up, raised herself from Bull's lap
and drained her brandy glass, "I'll take another since we
all seem to be intent on getting drunk tonight."
Lisa poured another glass for her sensuous black haired
friend, then moving to fill the rest of the glasses again.
"Whoa, lady. Are you trying to get me loaded?" Bull's
voice questioned Lisa.
"Your already loaded. I can feel the shot gun from here,"
Polly giggled up at him, "and you didn't answer my
question." "What question?"
"What part of me you'd like to see more of!" Polly
giggled again, the alcohol and the warmth of the fire
suddenly acting on her inhibitions, her full breasts
quivering on her chest as she laughed, "if you can't say it,
you can't see it."
"Not it, them," Bull laughed.
"You don't mean that you like to look at Polly's tits, do
you man?" George laughed.
Certainly I'd like to look at her tits, wouldn't you?"
Bull turned to Harry who was laughing at Polly's direct
question.
"Sure would, Polly, show Bull your tits," Harry grinned
at her as she first frowned then laughed at the men looking
down at her.
"I'll show him my tits, if I get to see what I'm laying
on." Polly giggled.
"My, but you Americans beat around the old bush," Betty's
English accent giggled, "at home in London, if I was at a
party having this much fun, I'd have a finger or two up the
old twat."
"Well, the evenings not over yet, you still might get
your wish," Lisa giggled back at her English guest.
..
In the bedroom, Susan straddled Bill, holding the hard
pulsing warmth of his cock in her hand, while the bantering
group in the living room waited to see Bull's reaction to
Polly's invitation.
Susan drew the oozing head of his cock up against her
pussy, using the glans to transfer his slippery juice to the
opening of her cunt. The rosy glans of his cock parted the
soft hair covered opening and rubbed against the pink, tight
lips of her vagina, opening the lips more until his glans
was tucked into the cleft of her cunt, raising her ass and
guiding his cock, sliding it deeper into her cunt by raising
and lowering her tight pussy gently until his prick started
the juices flowing from her.
Worming his cock deeper into her belly, Bill could feel
the tightness of her pussy get wetter with their combined
juices, and his cock inched deeper with each movement of her
ass. He arched his loins, driving his cock the last distance
left to go, feeling the soft hair on her cunt tickling his
belly.
With his cock now fully inside her pussy, Susan began a
rocking motion, rubbing her clit against the hairy mound
above Bill's prick. Her motion was almost automatic, with no
change in rhythm, Bill savoring her tight cunt.
He gripped her ass with both hands, helping, his arm
motion and hip pulling coincided with her rocking. He kept
his body still, content to let her fuck him, just helping
her establish the rhythm.
Her blond hair swung with her motions, her body flushed
in the light, turning pink with a thin sheen of moisture as
she started perspiring. Drops of perspiration running,
forming a channel between her quivering tits, down her tight
belly to gather in the hair around her pussy. Drops soon
formed and using the pink nipples of her tits, were flung
out by the exertions of her steady rocking torso.
..
"You show me your's first," Bull laughed, "then I'll show
you mine."
"I'm too tired to reach the buttons, and too drunk to
fiddle with them," Polly giggled.
"I'll do all the hard work then," Bull announced, his
fingers moving the top of her blouse, opening three buttons
and working on the fourth before Polly realized that his
hands were about to have her boobs out of her blouse.
"What are you doing?" her voice indignant.
"He's going to look at your tits, then he's going to show
you his cock!" Betty's English voice broke up in laughter.
"The hell I am," Polly's voice giggled.
"The hell you're not," Harry laughed at her, "You can't
renege now after you already laid out the rules, besides, I
want to see your tits, too."
"Everybody always want to see my tits. Well, hell, look
at them all you want to," Polly moved her hands down from
their protective covering over her chest, "but we all get to
see your cock, too!"
"That's the spirit, Polly," Lisa leaned over her, "let
'em all hang out."
..
C h a p t e r 10
Bill could see Susan's ass clenching in the mirror,
framed by the garter belt, her shivering curved ass cheeks
started
Bill's prick pounding even harder, the pulsations
matching
her rocking rhythms.
He ran his fingers over the cleft of her ass, enjoying
the feel of her full buttocks under his palms, touching the
bud opening of her ass.
Like she had been goosed with an electric cattle prod,
Susan jumped, her rhythmic rocking halted, as his finger
rubbed gently at the puckered opening. He rubbed his finger
in a circular motion as he felt her body loose it's
rigidity, then her rocking motion picked up again, at a
slightly faster pace, perspiration droplets spraying from
her quivering tits.
Bill felt the oily liquid swishing from Susan's cunt,
dipping a finger, transferred her cunt juice to her asshole,
rubbing it into the puckering bud.
His finger dipped again and again into the oily juice of
her cunt, until her asshole was dripping wet with slime from
her pussy, then with one last dip into her cunt, he wet his
finger to the second knuckle, pressing it against her
asshole. His finger wormed inside to the second joint and
Susan went mad.
Her body rocked with frenzy as she tried to grind her
cunt tighter onto his prick, her cunt hair matting against
his belly, while her ass poked back as she arched her back.
His wriggling finger up her ass while his cock filled her
cunt started her shivering. He pressed harder, his palm flat
to her bottom, his finger thrust the last inch into her ass
and he rotated his hand, his finger deep in her puckered
asshole.
His palm rubbed the smooth round globular cheek of her
ass, his forefinger deep into her asshole, his middle finger
dipping into the channel of her ass, feeling his own prick
slithering up her cunt.
Her resulting orgasm was so intense that he could not
only feel her cunt writhe around his cock, milking it, but
her asshole also convulsed tightly around his deep sunk
finger.
"Ohhhh.... Ohhh... Ohh," her voiced raised higher and
higher as she gushed juices from her cunt, her orgasm
shaking her tiny trim body.
..
Betty giggled, "Well, Bill may have been showing Susan
his computer in the den, but that's the sound of fucking,
and I think Bill's done showing her his computer, and now
he's showing her his prick, don't you know."
Lisa laughed at Betty, "If he's showing her his prick,
then she's showing him her pussy. Too bad nobody here want's
to see mine, because for two cents, I'd show it."
Harry's hand drew two bright shining pennies from his
pocket and tossed them on the carpet in front of the
sensuous blonde housewife.
"Here's two cents."
"I'll wait for Polly and Bull first, then I'll show you."
..
At the peak of Susan's convulsions, Bill's cock began
spurting cum, squelching in her pussy, shooting jet after
jet of thick creamy juice into her belly, triggering another
orgasm from her tense body.
"OH OOOhhhh...," her voice almost screamed her
satisfaction. Her body shuddered again, then collapsed over
Bill. Her lips soft against his as she nestled to him as he
caressed her silky back and ass.
..
Bull's fingers triggered the last three buttons opening
Polly's blouse to the waist, pulling the ends of the
material from her skirt, pulling the blouse off over the top
of her head, her arms raising to help him rid her of the
clothing.
Polly's boobs, rose from her chest in twin peaks, encased
in a beige colored brassiere, truly awesome in size. Bull
lifted her upper torso slightly, fumbling in the back for
the catch, his attempts to open the hidden catch were
obstructed by Polly's giggles and wriggles.
"I don't know what you're trying to do Bull, but my bra
is fastened in front," she giggled at his thick fingers
trying to find a catch in back.
"Why didn't you tell me before?" Bull said, disgustedly,
finding the catch at the front of her bra, releasing the
material covering her mounds.
The catch open, Polly's huge tits sprung free from her
bra, standing proudly from her rib cage, nipples the size of
Bull's thumbs peaking the soft mounds.
"Hooray," George cried, "them's what I call tits!"
Bull's fingers slowly moved to caress the softly moving
mounds, this thumbs moving over the crinkled skin of her
nipples, drawing the skin tighter and making each erect
nipple swell and grow harder with each touch, while Polly's
head moved in his lap slowly, pressing her ebony hair
against his over heated groin.
After a few seconds, Polly spun over on her tummy, her
weight resting on her elbows as her hands darted to his belt
buckle.
"My turn now," Polly giggled impishly, "Now I get to see
what's been poking me in the back of my head."
Her fingers flew to his buckle, drawing the leather through
the metal, opening the metal catch at the top of his slacks,
fumbling with the zipper, drawing it down full length.
Her hand dove into the opening, wriggling inside his
shorts, grasping and pulling at his cock, pulling it free to
stand in his lap.
"My Gawd," Betty's awed voice exclaimed in her very
British accent, "no wonder they call you Bull. You're hung
like a big Spanish steer. Are you sure you don't have a
little black blood in you, brother?"
Lisa giggled at Betty's open mouthed stare. Her own hand
busy caressing Harry's male member through the material of
Harry's slacks.
"George," Betty looked at her date, "if you had a cock
like that, I'd marry you! They don't have anything like that
in London!"
Betty," George replied, "if you'd show me your English
ass, my cock would get even bigger than that."
"Oh goody," Lisa giggled, "show and tell time folks. You
tell what part you want to see, and the person has to show."
"In that case, if I have my choice, I'd like to see
Betty's English ass. It sure looks good, all curved up and
over, with her lying there on the floor," Harry's voice
almost shouted.
..
The two lovers in the bedroom, lay entwined, legs
sprawled over the bed, breathing slowing after their sexual
session.
"I never had anyone do that to me before," Her muffled
voice whispered into his ear, "I got off like a skyrocket. I
didn't know if I liked it or not when you started rubbing me
there, but when you had your finger inside my ass and
wiggled it, I started coming like a buzz saw."
"At least I'm not mad at anyone anymore. I'm just glad I
got my belly full of your hot cream... and I'm so relaxed
now, not uptight at all. hank you, Bill. I'm going to thank
Lisa too, and tell Bull I'm not mad at him anymore."
..
"Hell, I'm not shy, I'm just drunk and horny," Betty
giggled, "anybody want's to see my English ass can see my
English ass anytime they ask!"
Her sleek body rose to a sitting position on the carpet,
her hands to the hem of her dress, skinning it up and off
her body to toss it to the side. The black beauty wasn't
wearing a bra, and only her wispy panties covered her highly
arched ass.
"But I don't take my own panties off at a party, I always
let somebody else do it for me. Harry, will you do me the
honors, since you're the gentleman that want's to see my
ass?"
Harry's large hands grasped Betty's filmy under pants,
pulling them over the richly curved mounds of the cheeks of
her ass, and down her slim legs, to toss them by her
discarded dress.
Betty lay face down again, the strong muscles in the ass
writhing under the skin in the light from the fireplace.
"After that, I don't see why any of us are wearing
clothes, let's get this party going!" George grinned at the
others, his fingers busy stripping his clothes from his
body, to lay naked next to Betty, face down on the carpet.
Lisa followed, her blouse and skirt tossed on the
discarded clothing pile, while Harry and Bull followed her
lead.
The three couples sprawled out on the soft carpet, naked,
drinking brandy and moving their hands lovingly over each
other's bodies. Soft sounds of contentment and an occasional
gasp as one of the group touched a particularly sexual part
of another's body.
..
Bill patted Susan's fanny tenderly as she swung her leg
over his body to dismount. Her matted pussy, pink lipped an
open, swished and juicy cum dripped on his belly. She cupped
a hand under her pussy and went to the bathroom to freshen
herself. When she returned, Bill was just finishing with his
shoes, and he sat watching her dress.
I'm going to leak all night from the load you put in my
belly, Bill."
He grinned, his hands cupping her ass as he pulled her to
him for a kiss.
"My pleasure, Susan, shall we join the others?"
..
Bill and Susan, hand in hand returned to the living room
to find the other three couples sprawled naked in front of
the fire, drinking brandy.
"Its about time you two came out of the bedroom!" Lisa
giggled, you were about to miss all the fun. Your brandy is
right there on the tray. Get your clothes off again, and
join with us."
Susan's dress went flying, Bill a little slower, trying
to undress with a glass of brandy in his hand.
..
Harry chuckled, "Looks like everyone but Polly, Betty and
me has been in the sack tonight. Come on girls, it's catch
up time."
The three joined arms and headed down the hall, leaving
the bedroom door open. Bill remembered that he had forgotten
to turn off the recorder and grinned....
After the remaining five had discussed Harry and the two
girls a short while, George stood.
"I guess I'll go see it the stud needs any help with the
lady from England. I'll show her a little of Yankee Doodle's
dandy!"
Seconds later the others followed, leaving Bill and Lisa
alone in the living room. They quickly got caught up on the
evening away from each other, both admitting they were too
fucked out to join an orgy, but would enjoy watching it on
tape sometime later.
When female moaning started up in the bedroom, curiosity
drove them to go and watch.
Harry lay on his back, Polly astride riding his cock
while Betty's black slim English body knelt over his face
and busy tongue. Polly was doing the groaning and moaning as
she screwed her cunt on his cock.
Bull stood on the bed, his huge cock in Betty's mouth,
slowly fucking his prick in and out of her pink lips, her
hand busy jacking him off as she sucked.
George, prick in his hand was slowly masturbating, his
glans against the Polly's full breast. Susan lay with her
head on Harry's belly, her eyes inches from Harry's cock
fucking Polly, her fingers dipping into her own pussy,
slowly finger fucking herself.
Bull pulled his cock from Betty's mouth, spraying sperm
over her upraised face, the silver liquid running down to
her tits, as he rubbed the residue into her black breasts.
The sight of Bull's cock shooting started George pumping
his prick faster and Polly's had grabbed it and stuffed it
in her mouth, greedily sucking as he shot his cum.
Harry continued pumping his cock into Polly's cunt,
faster and faster, until he too squirted his juice to fill
her willing cunt. Susan scrambled closer to Polly's cunt,
and as Harry pulled his cock out, Susan fastened her lips to
his still oozing meat, sucking him dry while finger fucking
her own cunt until she came again.
Bill and sensual wife sat on the bed, caressing and
stroking the fucking couples, until Bill's prick stood from
his naked loins, throbbing and pounding with lust. He pulled
his cock with his hand until it stood leaking at the tip,
moving over the bed to kneel behind Betty, still getting her
cunt sucked by Harry's eager mouth.
Bill's hard cock nestled up to Betty's richly curved
English ass, pressing against the clefted opening between
her full buttocks, until she raised her ass higher, her
pussy leaving Harry's questing mouth as she crouched on
hands and knees.
Bill's hard prong slid into her over heated, pouting wet
cunt like butter, filling the jagged pink lipped opening to
the hilt, his balls touching her slim curved thighs as he
began to fuck the sexually aroused lady dog fashion.
Lisa, sexually excited by the sight of her husband
fucking Betty, moved up onto the bed, her slim sensual body
writhing into the huddle of warm bodies, her hands running
over the plenitude of hot flesh, touching wet and sticky,
the sexual organs of the orgy participants.
The lovely blonde, lying on her back, watched her
husband's thick cock sliding into the thick pink lipped
opening between Betty's thighs as her ass bucked back onto
him.
After a few minutes of hunching, Betty's moans became
louder as she commenced her orgasm, her groans shuddering
her swinging pert titties, her belly knotted with passion.
Bill drove his cock deep into the black girl's cunt,
spraying his hot sperm into her wildly swinging hot pussy,
while he clutched her writhing ass with both hands.
Moments went by, then with a groan of satisfaction, he
withdrew his sticky prick from her leaking pussy, and stood
by the bed in exhaustion.
Bill stepped on the switch, shutting off the recorder and
went back to the living room, waiting for the others.
..
Later, gathered together over coffee, the group laid
plans for the next party, not quite understanding Bill and
Lisa's insistence that they have it here again. After some
small arguments, all agreed to have another dinner at Bill
and Lisa's. With much patting, kissing and loving touching,
the party broke at two a.m. with the guests laughing as they
left for their cars.
...
C h a p t e r 11
The sexually aroused couple had watched their "Epic
Movie", many times, marveling at the quality of the tape,
even though the video camera had been hidden in the closet
of the master bedroom, and it's ability to capture on tape
the sexual antics of the eight of them during their party.
Lisa's busy mind has continually worked on her husband.
She'd enjoyed the dinner party and the fucking and sucking
following, beginning to direct her sensual thoughts into
Bill's mind at every opportunity.
They tried the Alameda theater again, but it was a bad
night and they were not able to entice any patrons to join
them. Lisa watched a thin man at the end of their row jack
off, but he was evidently not aware of her raised skirt and
Bill's fingers in her pussy, or else was too shy to join
them.
They discussed their next "Adventure", talked over each
others fantasy's, but neither of them came up with a way to
get their dreams on tape, while they still were two weeks
away from the next dinner.
Lisa's next door neighbor, Penny, was talking to Lisa
about vacation time, and that she would have to put her
Great Dane in the vets for her two week vacation. Lisa liked
the gentle big dog and offered to take care of him and feed
him while Penny was away.
"It's no trouble at all, I'll feed him in the morning
before I go to work and play with him at night when I get
home. Don't worry, Penny, it's dumb to leave him at the vets
when he'll be happier here."
..
Bill, working at the office Saturday when Penny left on
her vacation, Lisa deciding to take the dog for a walk.
Excited about the walk, Dumdum, short for Sir Dumwald of
Dumcourt, pranced and licked Lisa, his tongue lolling from
his huge mouth.
Walking Dumdum was a pleasure. Lisa had unsnapped the
lead and let him walk with her unattached, when she found he
would obey her commands.
Rather than take Dumdum home, Lisa kept him for company
the rest of her morning. His cheerful and clownish behavior
keeping her laughing at him. He watched every move she made
while she cleaned up the house and washed dishes. Lisa kept
up a steady one sided conversation with the dog, enjoying
his company.
"I'm going to take a shower, Dumdum," she crooned at him,
"so you'll just have to amuse yourself."
"I wonder if my power would work on animals? I don't ever
remember ever trying to make any animal do what I wanted,
but maybe it could work on Dumdum."
She got the echo chamber working, "She's a nice lady, I
like her. She rubs my ears nice, she talks to me, and likes
me. If she were a bitch dog I'd fuck her. She smells good, I
like her, I like the way her pussy smells. I'd like to lick
her between her legs. I'll go into the room where she is and
lay down on the floor."
Lisa stood by the bed, directing her thoughts to the
animal, watching the door, waiting to see if the animal
would obey her mental commands.
..
Bill's office was practically deserted, with a small
staff still working on Saturday, catching up the paper work
still not finished at the normal end of the working week.
His secretary, Angela, in the outer office, typing up a set
of office memo's while Bill worked on the new budget for his
staff.
Angela, married but sexually very desirable, even though
Bill had coveted her on occasion, he had kept their
relationship on a business only basis.
Bill leaned back in the high backed chair at his desk,
hands behind his head, propped his feet on the desk and
relaxed for a few minutes, thinking about his lovely sensual
blonde wife's sexual adventures of the past few weeks.
First the movie theater, then the party. It almost blew
his mind to find how much fun it was having sex and games
with his blonde wife, including their casual sexual
conquests.
He'd found that he was thinking more about sex now than
ever before, even planning how to get into sexual situations
with others, including his wife in the actions.
Thinking about the party, brought his cock to attention,
hot and throbbing in the tight confines of his slacks,
glancing at the closed door of his office, regretting that
the office had no lock on the door, but hearing the
typewriter clattering outside the door, Bill opened his
slacks, pulling his cock free.
Slowly moving his hand up and down the turgid length of
his shaft, masturbating while thinking and day dreaming of
the orgy at their home, Bill's fist moved over the swollen
length of his erect and leaking cock.
..
Dumdum entered the bedroom door, his broad muzzle pushing
at the door, opening it to his entrance. Lisa puzzled with
wonder. Had the animal really read her thoughts, or had he
come into the bathroom to be near her.
They walked in the bedroom, Dumdum happy to be with her,
Lisa also pleased with his happy antics. She talked to him
as she started to remove her clothing. When she reached
behind her back to unfasten her brassiere, in that graceful
and yet awkward movement women use, Dumdum was looking at
her breasts. Lisa looked at his big brown eyes and told him
that dogs are not interested in tits, however, when she
rolled her panties down, Dumdum stared at her pubic region,
with a hungry look, his great jaw has snapped shut as her
pussy came into view, his level stare centered on her cunt.
Lisa tilted her pretty head to one side, speaking to the
big dog.
"Well, Dumdum. Do you think I have a good figure? Are my
tits good enough for you? If you don't care for my titties,
maybe you'll like my pussy instead. Do you like pussy
Dumdum?"
Lisa moved her hand to entangle the curls framing her
pussy, running them through her fingers, head tilted,
watching the big dog watching her.
"That's her cunt, where she has her front paw. It's just
like a bitch cunt. I'd like to lick it."
The Great Dane jumped, his eyes level with her, then
began prancing around to jump around upon her freshly made
bed, tail wagging, body bouncing.
"Get off that bed this instant!", She scolded the dog, as
he jumped down with a woe begone expression, down on his
fore legs, his rump high in the air, he lay looking at her
sadly. "All right clown, I'm not mad at you, come here and
I'll love you."
Dumdum laid his head in her lap while she sat on the edge
of the bed, his rolling eyes looking up at her as she hugged
the huge head. His tongue lapped at her thigh, dog kisses,
then lowering his head snuffled at the curly hair of her
crotch, his nose deep pressed to her pussy, his tongue
lapped at the opening.
..
Bill's fantasy was building, his cock pounding in his
slowly moving hand, his mind a million miles from the
office, when he suddenly realized that he was not alone! A
figure stood inside his office door looking at him, watching
him jerking off.
..
Lisa jumped at the hot, wet tongue and pulled his head
away, losing the battle of strength as he again pushed his
nose deep into her crotch. His pink tongue swathed a furrow
over her cunt leaving sticky saliva glueing the hairs on her
pussy together. The feeling was undescribable, she didn't
want Dumdum licking her pussy, yet it felt so good.
She experimented by opening her thighs a little wider,
while Dumdum took advantage of the movement to lap even
harder at her cunt.
"OK Dumdum... So now we both know that you're a great
cunt lapper. Does that taste good?"
Dumdum's tail wagged at her voice. His busy tongue
licking steadily at her box. Her pussy aroused at the gentle
licking, and Lisa opened her thighs wider until she had
spread her legs wide for his tongue. As her thighs pulled
apart her pussy split open, pink lips visible, while her
clit rose to be licked by the dog's long pink tongue.
His lapping opened her cunt and his tongue slithered into
the wetness, licking her from the bottom of her pussy to the
clit at the top. Lisa shuddered as his cold nose touched her
clit, but felt an orgasm building. Pulling his head tight to
her cunt, she spasmed and came, holding his huge head
centered at her thighs.
She let go of his head and lay back on the bed, as she
felt him bound up onto the covers. Smiling, she decided not
to make him get down this time, while his head went again to
her cunt. She placed her feet flat on the bed, knees
raised, legs apart, watching his pink tongue lap at her
pussy.
She placed her fingers to the sides of her pussy, opening
it wider to feel more of his tongue, when she noticed his
big prick.
..
Angela, Bill's secretary, stood, staring.
Bill froze, his fist holding his pounding throbbing cock,
not even attempting to hide it, he was so shocked at the
sudden appearance of his secretary catching him in his act
of jerking off his cock.
Her voice broke the silence.
"I finished the office memo's Mr. Williams, Is there
anything else you want me to do?" her voice shaky, her eyes
glued to his erect throbbing prick.
"Uh, I'm sorry Angela, I didn't know you'd come in here,
and I was just carried away with a fantasy. Please excuse
me."
"It's all right Mr. Williams, I'm your secretary, I'm
supposed to do anything to help you in the office. I could
help you now, if you'd like."
Her lithe figure moved catlike around his desk, stalking,
her eyes fastened to the wet end of his prick, her hand
moving to rest on the edge of the desk only inches from his
throbbing leaky cock.
..
Lisa lay on the bed, looking up at the dog's hard cock.
Red and angry looking, it protruded from the furry sheath.
She had never seen a dog's hard cock before, at least not
this close up, while she stared at the pink pointed prick as
he licked her pussy.
It stuck out of the sheath of skin and fur at the base of
his belly, his balls tight and black were about the size of
tennis balls, and just as fuzzy. His cock was a pretty shade
of pinkish red, wet with the secretions of his sex.
His veins stood out just like a man's prick. The extended
sex organ did not have a mushroom headed glans, instead, it
came to a pointed tapering tip. Thick at the base, it grew
thicker in the middle with a fascinate bulge, then smaller
to the beveled slitted end.
She watched as a drop of fluid gathered at the tip,
clinging and wobbling, to detach itself and drop on her
shoulder. She dipped a finger in the spot on transferred it
to her lips. It tasted just like any other cum, salty and
sticky, with an oily base, turning her on more.
She lazily raised one hand and cupped his balls, then ran
her fingers down the tapered length off his prick, feeling
the slickness of his juices and the hardness of his prick.
Her fingers tested the bulge in the middle of his dog's
cock, and she liked the feeling of the wetness and
smoothness as she moved her upper torso to get her head
closer to his cock and the next drip fell onto her nipple,
causing it to erect instantly. She rubbed it into her skin
then squeezed his cock for another drop, rubbing it into her
other nipple.
Grasping his slippery red cock, she began so slowly pump
and milk it's tapered length, watching the drops of viscous
fluid gather at the slitted tip and drip to her breasts.
Drop after drop splattered on her full titties, to form a
pattern of wet raindrops.
..
Bill sat, mot moving, embarrassed as his secretary,
Angela leaned her buttocks onto the top of his desk, almost
in front of him, resting her body as she leaned forward,
looking into his eyes.
"It's a shame to waste it, Mr. Williams! Why don't you
let me take care of it."
"Angela, the office door doesn't lock, somebody else
might barge right in here. If we were caught making it in
the office, we'd both get fired, and it's not worth it."
"Mr. Williams, just move back from the desk a little,
I'll climb underneath the desk, and nobody can see me while
I lick your cock for you. A good secretary is always trying
to please her boss!"
"You see Mr. Williams, my husband, Herbert, won't let me
suck his cock, and I do love to suck, so I get what I want,
and you get what you want, too!"
Her fluid movements had her body under the desk and his
chair pulled up tightly before his mind had a chance to
react. Her hands rested on his thighs, pulling them slightly
open, her fingers unfastening his slacks and pulling his
underwear down to completely free his still throbbing prick.
He felt her soft lips touch the head of his cock,
smoothly engulfing the slippery glans to slide down the
erect shaft, tongue twirling on the spongy flesh.
..
C h a p t e r 12
DumDum moved over her clutching fingers, his hind
quarters were undulating and hunching as he drove his red
cock through the hole formed by her fingers. Watching the
red rod inches from her eyes turned her cunt to mush,
exciting her. She began tickling his cock with the tips of
her fingers, holding him and milking the juicy honey from
the slit at the end of his
tapered cock.
"Ah.. Dumdum. You like that, don't you?" she talked to
the hunching dog, watching him hunch harder into her
clutching fingers, driving the red tapered cock dripping
fluid, fucking her hand while he lapped furiously at her
saliva wet cunt.
His hot tongue slithered deeply into her pussy, not
directly inside as a prick would, but over the pink lips and
between them, spreading them with the force of his licking.
Each lapping, starting at her asshole and traveling
through the hairy wet opening, to end with his long tongue
titillating her clitoris. Her hips and ass wriggled as she
undulated her body into the licking, coming almost
continuously now.
She ran her slippery fingers over his cock exploring the
slit at the tip, squeezing gently the pointed glans of his
cock, feeling the swelling cock increase in size and
hardness.
Two large lumps began to form at the base of his prick,
one on each side, his tongue hanging and dripping saliva, he
raised his huge head from her loins, his cock began shooting
his animal sperm. It squirted in a thin stream to splash on
her upraised thigh, again he spurted, then once more, the
viscous liquid clinging to the flesh of her leg, then slowly
running down to pool at the junction of her leg to her
belly.
Much less viscous than the cum she had experienced
before, the squirting juices hit, then ran quickly, not
sticking to her leg. She dipped her fingers into the almost
clear juice, to rub her fingers around, coating her hand
with the cum of his animal sperm, rubbing and laving it into
her skin, then sucked the residue from her fingers....
Dumdum flopped on the bed, his ungainly long legs tangled as
he began to lick his cock of it's juices.
..
Bill's hands tenderly cupped Angela's face, feeling her
cheeks hollow as she moved her soft wet mouth smoothly over
his prick, licking and tasting, lovingly and slowly giving
her boss a blow job.
A quick knock at the door brought Bill upright again,
sitting close to his desk as the door opened to his boss,
and his Boss's secretary.
"Bill I need a minute of your time."
"Come in Sam, what can I do for you?"
"You can relax. You're looking like you're about to face
a firing squad, and also you can tell me who you think
should go to Chicago to the school for the new computers
that the office is getting."
Bill felt Angela's soft wet tongue encircle his cock
again, her pointed tip delving into the wet slit bubbling
with his honey.
Trying to take his mind off the pink tongue teasing his
cock, he looked at Sam's secretary, Marian. That was a
mistake. He knew that Marian and Angela were good friends,
often hearing office gossip and changes that were to take
place from Angela, long before Sam released the information.
Marian had seated herself on the couch, lower than any of
the other chairs in his office, and was staring at the base
of his desk.
Bill's mind went blank, wondering what she was staring at
so intently, when he saw her suddenly smile a Cheshire cat
smile. Her face looking like a cat with a bird in her
mouth, traveled up from the bottom of his desk to stare into
his eyes.
Bill knew that she knew that Angela was under his desk!
..
Slowly the Great Dane's tapered prick drew back into it's
hairy sheathed covering.
Lisa had the urge to lick his animal prick, however, she
resisted the urge, not sure how Dumdum would react to her
tongue on his organ.
Dumdum lay on the bed while Lisa showered. Her mind full
of the adventure, while her body was lathered with hot,
soapy suds. Her fingers slipping over her slippery skin as
she rinsed off the animal sperm from her legs, and the
saliva and pussy juice from her cunt, delving a finger deep
inside her, then tasting it. It tasted sweet and clean,
fresh and just a little like soap.
She wondered if Dumdum's prick had spurted in her cunt,
if it would still taste the same.
Lisa spent almost an hour in the bathroom, putting on her
makeup, drying and brushing her hair, just lazily fixing her
body to look it's best.
Dumdum was not on the bed when Lisa came from the bath,
and the covers on the bed were straightened and smoothed as
she picked up in the bedroom.
..
Marian stared into Bill's eyes, then slowly her left eye
lid drew down in a ribald wink, letting him know that she
knew what was going on under his desk, and wouldn't tell.
Slowly, with great poise, Marian crossed her legs,
exposing a great expanse of creamy thigh to Bill, still
level into his eyes. Her eyes flickered down to the bottom
of his desk, then up to his hidden groin, then up again to
his eyes, when her pink pointed tongue appeared licking her
lips in a most obscene and fluid movement.
When her tongue vanished back into her full lips, she
sent his cock a silent kiss, out of Sam's sight, a
lascivious lewd facial movement, then giggled silently at
his discomfort as she opened her spiral ring notebook and
nibbled on her pencil as if it were a tiny prick, while she
waited to put his thoughts on paper.
Angela's tongue, now exploring the rubbery foreskin of
his wet cock, moved to flicker at the clefted underside of
his glans, tickling and tasting the juicy honey flowing over
the top of his throbbing cock.
"We've got several choices for the classes, and I want
your thoughts on who to send first," Sam interrupted Bill
thoughts. Bill tried to concentrate. With Angela licking at
his cock under the desk, with Marian smiling lustily him, it
was impossible to think at all!
"Quite obviously, we need to send the manager's, so
that's four," Bill ticked off the numbers on his fingers,
"and we should send at least two of the secretary's, that's
six." Angela's tongue ceased it's torture on the end of his
dick, and instead he felt her sharp white teeth scraping the
head of his cock with gentle bites, followed by her hot
breath as she blew on the wet end of his prong.
Bill took a deep breath, "and I think that we should send
both of the communication's people, since we need both as
experts in sending and receiving reports on the computers,
and that's eight."
"Let me think now... " Bill's voice trailed off, not
thinking about the school at all, but instead, about
Angela's hot mouth which was madly sucking on the head of
his dick, while Marian silently giggled at his discomfort.
Sam jumped to his feet, pacing the office floor, then
stopped to look out the window while Bill wrestled with his
facial muscles, trying to control feelings of intense
pleasure Angela's hot wet mouth was giving him.
Bill was doomed when Angela's mouth deep throated his
cock once, then with one hand scratching at the skin of his
balls, the other gripping the stalk of his prick tightly,
Bill felt her start a rapid jerk off, licking and sucking at
the leaking head of his cock at the same time.
He could feel the fire of sperm surging in his testicles,
when he glanced at Marian, Sam's back turned at the time.
His boss's secretary glanced at Sam's back then pulled
her skirt up high enough to show Bill more of her warm
thighs, opening her legs to let Bill see her wet soaked
panty crotch, smiling lewdly at him.
It was too much for Bill. His cock leaped, sending
spurting jets of hot sperm into Angela's suckling mouth, as
Sam turned away from the window and approached his desk.
Bill felt the thudding of his cock's pulsations, his jets
of sticky cum flowing freely from his dick into his
secretary's mouth as Sam spoke to him.
"Don't forget that both you and I, and our secretary's
need to go too. By the way, where is Angela right now?"
Marian's glance went under the desk as Bill blandly waved
his hand, feeling Angela's wet pink tongue busy lapping at
the head of his prick, tasting the residue of cum still
oozing from his cock, using his prong like a lickable ice
cream cone.
"She's doing an errand for me now. She'll be done in a
few minutes and I'll have her call Marian when she's free."
"Fine," Sam's voice boomed in the office, "you know Bill,
what I like about you is your ability to concentrate on a
problem. When you were thinking there about who to send to
the school, you're face looked like it was a million miles
away. I like that in a man, that he can really concentrate
on the problem at hand, excluding everything else around
him."
Bill wondered briefly what Sam would say if he only knew
that two of his employees were engaged in a sex act, almost
before his eyes, and what Sam had taken for concentration
was his dick spurting hot cum into his secretary's mouth.
"Get a list from Bill, and then come back into my office,
Marian," Sam busily strode out the door, closing it behind
him.
"Come out, come out, where ever you are," Marian's
contralto whisper reached Angela under the desk.
Bill's brunette secretary stuck her head out, then
swiftly rose to giggle at her friend. "Boy was that fun. I
never had so much fun in my whole life. I guess it really is
a sexual turn on when the danger of getting caught is
present!"
"I almost died when I saw your shoe under the desk, and I
knew what you were doing!" Marian laughed evilly.
Bill zipped up, shrugging his shoulder, tucking his shirt
back in place in his slacks.
"Oh, it was good, it was really good," Angela almost
sang, her smiling face turned to Bill, "and now it's back to
work for us slaves."
"Bill," Marian commanded, "I demand equal time, sometime.
I want to do a little under desk dinner, too!"
"And I may just demand equal time, too, with you under my
desk," Angela lewdly grinned at Bill, "not only doesn't
Herbert let me suck his cock, but he's never, ever, eaten my
pussy."
"I'm sure Mr. Williams would be only too happy to eat
your pussy Angela, and maybe even mine too," Marian giggled,
"though hopefully not at the same time."
..
Lisa thought about her adventure, glad it wasn't on tape,
and wondered what Bill would think of her if he knew that
she had masturbated Dumdum to orgasm and had Dumdum lick her
pussy 'til she came. She half decided not to tell Bill about
Dumdum's talent in pussy licking, keeping it a secret
between Dumdum and herself. She also decided that the next
time she was alone with Dumdum she was going to give the
animal a blow job. The thought of his prick in her mouth,
started her pussy gathering moisture again, while she looked
forward to sucking the dog.
A cold ham sandwich and a bowl of Campbell's soup, along
with a tall glass of skim milk, satisfied her for lunch,
afterwards brewing a hot cup of tea, sipping and talking to
Dumdum. He lay at her feet, sprawled out with his head on
his forepaws.
"You're not much of a stud, Dumdum." She chided the dog,
"one pop and you're pooped. Too pooped to pop, too pooped to
pop."
She got up and began dancing around the room, acting
silly and singing to Dumdum, who leapt to his feet and raced
around the room as she sang in a little girls voice.
"He's too pooped, he's too pooped, he's just too pooped
to pop. Lick a pussy, lick a pussy, then he's got to stop."
She sang the refrain over and over again, laughing while
she sang to Dumdum. She laughed and spread her arms wide in
a parody of a stage singer at the end of a song, and Dumdum
took it as an invitation, standing on his hind legs, his
forepaws clasping and going over her shoulders. Lisa
staggered at his weight, then hugged him close, his head
higher than hers, his foolish tongue lolling from his mouth.
She petted his sleek fawn colored coat, patting and
petted him telling him that he was a 'good dog,' then
dropped her hand to pet his soft belly and explore his male
sheath. She could feel the bony animal cock hidden inside
the furry foreskin and by stroking and milking, felt it
harden a little while the pink tip emerged to be tickled by
her finger tips. His weight, forepaws on her shoulders, was
almost too much for Lisa, pushing him down, took him home,
fed him and waited for Bill to get home.
..
"Anything new at work, Bill?"
"Not a thing, sweetheart, just the same old grind, how
about your day, anything exciting happen around the old
homestead?" "Well, except for taking Dumdum for a walk,
nothing new around here either."
...
C h a p t e r 13
"If you want to go, then I want to go with you," Lisa said,
"there's no conceivable reason why I can't go!"
The discussion was about peep shows, the quarter booths that
were featured in the ADULT movies stores and shops all around
the bay area. Bill had said something about going to an adult
stag shop, and Lisa wanted to go with him.
"OK, OK... Get your jacket and let's go," Bill gave in with
resignation to her plea. Heading up for San Francisco on
highway 101 in the car, Lisa petted Bill's thigh as they drove
into the city to park in the downtown area. Neon signs flashed
and glittered with bar and cocktail lounge names in lights.
"Funny thing is, almost all of the Adult Book stores with
the quarter peep shows are painted yellow. I don't know where
it came from but, there was a movie called, "I am Curious
Yellow", some years ago. Maybe the color of the stores came
from the movie," Bill remarked.
They picked an Adult Book store on the north side of the
street and entered. Lisa was amazed at the color magazines of
fucking and sucking that covered the walls, and selections of
vibrators, creams, jellies, and various other sexual aids were
in racks, counters, and stands around the room. At one end of
the room, a sign '.25 Movies' hung over the door. As Bill got
quarters from the change machine, Lisa looked at the magazine
covers.
One of the books had a German shepherd dog frolicking with a
nude blonde haired girl. Lisa thought about Dumdum and her day,
until Bill took her arm and headed under the sign.
A framed window with advertisements of the movies available
in each booth was dimly lit just inside the entrance as they
stood, pouring over the available selections. A number above
each advertisement indicating in which booth the movie would
show.
"Pick a number, any number," Bill chanted under his breath,
sounding like a circus shill at a roulette game.
Lisa laughed at him, "Let's try booth twenty one, since
we're both adults and over."
Bill laughed as the looked at the numbers on the doors to
find booth twenty one. Lisa noticed how many men were just
standing around, slouching against the dark walls, looking at
her as they sought the number.
Everything was painted black in the exhibition hallways.
Recessed dim lights in the ceiling lit the narrow hallways as
they wound around the corners until the found booth twenty one.
Lisa had noticed red lights above each door, some on, some
off as they had walked the hallways, and understood the lights
to mean that the booth was occupied if illuminated.
Closing the door, Bill found a slide lock and slid it to the
door, effectively preventing unwanted intrusions. It was pitch
black in the booth, with only two dim neon lights by the coin
slots of the quarter machine.
Bill inserted a quarter in a slot and the movie started. The
reflected lighting lit the booth enough to allow them to see a
bench wide enough for two, and they sat, Lisa rubbing Bill's
cock through the fabric of his trousers.
Two girls were making love on the small two foot by three
foot screen in front of the bench, sucking each others pussy's
in a sixty nine position, and Lisa wondered how it would feel
having another woman suck her. Might be softer than a man, but
she didn't know if she could handle the thought of her sucking
another girl's cunt. The idea didn't turn her on all that much.
Lisa saw light at the side of the booth they were inside,
coming from the next booth through the six inch circular hole
opening cut in the wall.
"Jesus, Bill.", breathed Lisa, "I could look right into the
next booth, through that hole."
"That's what it's all about, baby. You can satisfy your
voyeurs instinct and look in either booth, there or there."
Bill indicated the hole in the other wall.
"Wow. I think I'm going to like this. You mean that I get
down on my knees and just watch what the person in the next
booth is doing?" Lisa giggled.
"Right on.." Bill whispered in her ear, "Just peek in the
hole. That's why these are called peek shows!"
Lisa leaned forward, peering cautiously, her eyes
approaching the opening, looking into the next booth, to see an
elderly grey haired, obese male, fat stomach hanging, trousers
down at his ankles, pulling at his limp cock while he watched
the show in his booth. His hand was busy stretching his prick,
which was obviously refusing to cooperate to his stimulation.
The other opening must be more promising Lisa thought, and she
lowered her eyes to it.
A young male, prick in his hand, busy pumping his prick, was
seated in that booth. He looked hard at the hole Lisa was
peering through, and began to pump harder at his erect rod. In
seconds, his hand pumping furiously, his prick spurted cum.
Jetting out from his loins, his sperm described an arc to
splash on the floor at his feet between his shoes.
"What a waste, "thought Lisa. "I could have had his cum in
my pussy, my mouth, over my tits, in my hands, or anywhere
except on the cold cement floor."
The young man produced a handkerchief from his back pocket
with the cloth in his hand, began to wipe the dribbles of cum
from his organ, milking big drops from the end the wiping his
shrinking cock dry. Throwing the handkerchief under the bench,
and without even looking at Lisa's peek hole, he opened his
door and left the booth. Lisa whispered to Bill what she had
seen through the hole. She described watching the man jack off
and cum on the floor, and his wiping of his cock on the white
handkerchief.
"If he does much jacking off, he's going to spend a fortune
on handkerchief's," Bill commented at the end of her
dissertation. This struck Lisa so funny, she almost howled
with suppressed laughter, her body quivering as she tried not
to make too much noise in the booth. She sat next to Bill and
watched Bill feeding quarters as the movie automatically
stopped, until they had watched the short film to conclusion.
Lisa occasionally peeked into the next booths, but they were
not occupied.
"Let's get out of here and get a drink," Lisa said at the
finish of the short movie.
They left, strolling arm in arm, entering a cocktail lounge
in the next block. Sipping her drink, Lisa got the giggles
again, thinking of the young man with a high stack of
handkerchiefs, busily masturbating his cum in each one.
"You know, darling, I'm finding out that I really get turned
on each time we get involved in another sexual scene. Don't you
think that there's something strange about a happily married
woman, wanting to fuck all the time?"
"I don't think you want to fuck all the time, for instance,
sometimes you want to suck, and sometimes, you want to get
sucked," her husband laughed at her.
"You know what I mean. Until only a month or so ago, I was
perfectly content with only you sexually, and then you started
talking about fucking and sucking and orgies all the time. The
next thing I knew, we were sitting in an adult movie and I was
getting into all kinds of strange sexual experiences."
"Does that mean that you're not enjoying your sexual
adventures with me?" her husband asked.
"You know that I do. But, I wonder what you must think of
your sweet, virginal blonde wife now that you've watched me
with cocks in my mouth and pricks up my cunt, fucking like
crazy!"
"I think that you're a sexy, turned on blonde, that's a
little cock crazy, and, I love it. It really turns me on too,
watching you get turned on, and well satisfied."
"Bu