Chapter 5
"Fuck her, Wally! Stick that big prick into her belly and fill her up!"
Janice sat up on the bed with one tit in her hand and watched her husband pile-driving his cock into the small brunette. She squeezed the tit and moaned, letting the fingers of her other hand fondle Bob's cock and balls.
He lay back with his ear pillowed against her other tit. The bed bounced and jiggled with the groaning efforts of the couple next to them, and Janice's nipple ran in and out of his ear, tickling it. He settled back to enjoy everything that was happening around him and let his legs fall open so that she would have easy access to his crotch.
He was swiftly losing all the inhibitions Barbara had instilled in him. He watched Wally's hairy butt pump up and down and listened to Janice's encouragement of his efforts when Sue began to moan.
There were moments when Bob thought he was dreaming it all-that it couldn't really be happening to him. Not after his starvation diet for so many years. But when Sue cried out, on the verge of coming, he looked at her face and bucking hips and knew that it was unquestionably real.
"God, look at them go, Bob!" Janice cried again, tugging on the shaft of his prick. "Look at her, she's about to come!"
"Yeah," Bob choked. "I can see that!"
"Don't you wish you were fucking her instead of Wally? She looks like a hot, twisty fuck to me. She's built for screwing her ass around better than I am. Mmm, I know what she's feeling! That husband of mine is a going fucker!"
Bob looked at her. Her eyes were bright and shining. It seemed weird that she would be in the office with him tomorrow just like every other day, sitting out in front at her desk. She ought to be somebody else-two different people. One here, holding his prick-the other there, typing his memos.
"Now you're the one who's not making nice remarks," he said, closing his lips over the nipple of the tit in her hand.
She looked down, giggled, and fed the soft cone to his mouth. "What do you mean by that?"
"What you just said-wishing you were getting Wally's cock in you instead of mine. You're giving me an inferiority complex." He wrapped his tongue around her nipple again, sucking it into his mouth.
"Don't be silly, Mr. Miller," she laughed, jerking on his prick playfully. "You were wonderful! Are you ready for more?"
"In just a minute," he said.
Beside them, Sue cried out throatily. She lifted her legs into the air and came and came, squealing and groaning around the stuffing tube of Wally's cock. They could see it running in and out of her cunt, making the muscles of her hole grip and quiver around his thick root. She shook her head on the pillow and raked his broad back with her nails, moaning anew when he kept right on banging her, forcing her to come to another peak.
Janice shook her head in wonder. "He just keeps going and going. It's marvelous, sometimes. Sometimes it drives me crazy. He'll never let me quit with just one orgasm. It must feed his ego or something. Can you make your wife do it more than once?"
Bob laughed coarsely. "Shit, I'm lucky if I can make her come at all! Once a month--sometimes twice."
"Is that all the ass you get!" She sat up straight with astonishment.
Bob shrugged, feeling ashamed. He watched Wally's pounding ass with envy. "Well, that's all she will give in to for herself."
"You mean you can fuck her more often, but she won't respond, is that it?"
"Yeah-how did you guess?"
"Oh, that's the way lots of couples are when they finally realize something's wrong and they come into the club. We soon cure that. Usually, it's the husband's fault because he doesn't know how to get a woman hot. Maybe he's too anxious and comes early, before she's had a chance to get going. Maybe he's too rough and turns her off. Sometimes they just don't know how to move right, and it hurts or just plain doesn't feel good the way it ought to."
"Which category do I belong in?"
"None of them, honest! You're a good fucker!"
Bob shook his head. "That's what I thought, too. At least I never had any complaints before I got married."
"Pardon me for asking a personal question, but why did you marry her? I mean, considering the way she is now ... didn't you try her out first, before tying the knot?"
He sneered ruefully. "Yeah. That was the problem."
"What do you mean? Tell me about it, Bob, you promised. I can't understand ... she looks so cold in that picture you have."
He put his head in her lap, letting his mind turn over the past. His fingers dabbled with her pussy lips, prying them apart, running inside the slick cleft, tangling in the curly hair. His face was close to her cunt, and he watched what his fingers were doing, and he could smell her heady aroma, too. The bed shook, and another groan filled the room as Sue exploded a second time. Wally kept driving without pause.
"There was a party," Bob said, remembering it all vividly. "It was right after I passed the bar exam. All the new young lawyers were supposed to attend, along with the old ones, the professors, and their wives. I didn't have a date."
"You didn't go out with girls?"
"I did, but not much. There isn't time for that when you're studying hard. I guess that was the problem. I'd gotten too horny, and then the pressures of the big event...."
"Barbara was there, wasn't she?"
"Yeah. She sure was."
"Don't tell me. You fell like a ton of bricks."
He laughed. "Something like that. Anyway, she dropped the old guy she was with. I never understood that part of it--he was ancient enough to be her father, but the way he was patting her ass and leering at her tits, he couldn't have been that. She escaped, and the next thing I knew, we were running out of the house for my car."
"Go on. This is getting interesting. I think I know already."
"Well, I guess I thought I was pretty important right then. New degree, full of idealism and talking about how rich I was going to be-I did a little bragging, I guess. We wound up in a motel." He shrugged. "What's to say? She gave me the works, and I was ripe for it."
"What did she do?"
"Everything."
"Say it--tell me!"
"We fucked like crazy at first. When I ran my hot, long-deprived prick into her, I thought the top of my head was going to come off. After that, she sucked my balls dry. I'd never had anything like it until you did me just now. Then she had me fuck her ass, and I nearly flipped."
"You liked that?"
He grinned. "You know it."
"What else did she do?"
"She ate me."
"You mean your cock again."
"No, she ate my asshole! She ran her tongue in and then sucked on my anus with her lips. While she was doing it, she jacked me off with her hand and made me come all over the bed. It was fantastic!"
"Ooo!" Janice squealed, shivering. "I've never done that! I'll bet it's great! Would you like me to try it with you? I'll do you if you'll do me afterward. You can flick my clit."
His prick jumped in her fingers. Wally's buttocks clenched together tightly, and he bore down into Sue's gyrating body, groaning and yelling hoarsely. Janice and Bob stopped talking long enough to watch his ass tremble and buck as spurt after spurt of his jizz shot hotly into Sue's cunt and came bubbling out around the root of his big prick. She writhed and twisted under his weight, making him come very hard. Then she yelled in his ear for the third time and climaxed with such force that she farted.
This sent Sue into peals of laughter and giggling. Wally groaned and pulled his prick out, starting to laugh himself.
"I think I need a beer on that one," he said, puffing. "You guys want to join us?"
"In a minute, Wally," Janice smiled, wiping his cock off with her hand. It was all slippery with his and Sue's hot cum. "Bob's telling me his life story right now, and I don't want him to stop."
"Oh! Well, we don't want to interrupt that scene." He smacked Sue on her full butt with the palm of his hand. "Come on, Windy, let's see what's in the kitchen. Maybe Janice was a good wife and didn't eat her cucumber. You'll dig that!"
When they'd left, giggling and hugging each other, Janice spread herself out on the bed. She stretched grandly, arching her spine up so that her tits and cunt shoved up toward Bob's face. He kissed her body from top to bottom, pausing to delve his tongue into the slit of her pussy and make her moan with pleasure. She gripped his head and pushed it away from her twat.
"None of that," she said. "Not until you've told me everything. What else happened in that hot motel room?"
Bob settled down beside her, playing with her belly button. "Everything," he said. "Variations on what I've already told you. And then I asked her to marry me."
Janice groaned. "Oh, no-o-o!"
"What?"
"You! Trapped like a big bear in the pit of her cunt!"
"Yeah, I guess so. I thought that fucking would go on forever, but it didn't. Oh, there were other things, too, besides that. It wasn't just sex. You know when you're going to hit it off with somebody. Trouble is, those other things got lost someplace when the sex left."
"When was that?"
"Right away. It was never that wild again. Now ... now it's like fucking a corpse. Except that a corpse can't look at you and make you feel guilty all the time."
"Guilty?"
"Yeah."
"Of what?"
"Nothing!"
She looked at him, raising her head to search his face. Then she plopped back down again. "Bullshit," she said.
"What do you mean, 'bullshit'!" His voice was edgy. He was suddenly her boss again, unwilling to tolerate such an accusation.
"Don't get stuffy, Bob; I can see it all over you. Your hands are shaking again. What did you do, dick somebody on the side?"
"No." "You mean I'm your first?" "I didn't say that." "Boy, are you an ego builder!" "But you are," he said.
"Hell, now I don't believe you," she pouted. "And I thought I was kind of busting your cherry or something."
"You did, Janice!"
She looked at him again, studying him. "Then it's something that happened before you got married. That's it, isn't it!"
She punched her finger into his ribs, and he broke away with a yell. He couldn't stop from grinning.
"All right," she demanded playfully, "what's the horrible secret? Screw your sister?" "Don't have one."
"Your mother? Grandmother? It happens, you know." "Of course not!"
"How about a guy? A little pricky-suck?"
Bob swallowed. His mouth felt suddenly dry.
"That's it?" she asked, screwing up her face. "Is that all? My God, don't go around hung up over a thing like that! Hell, everybody goes through that stage at one time or another!"
He blinked at her. "They do?"
"Sure! You just saw Sue eyeing up my pussy, didn't you? She's no Lesbian. And you wouldn't say I was a rampant butch, would you?"
"Hell, no!"
"All right, then! But if Sue wants to eat out my cunt, I'm sure not going to stop her. And if I'm horny and there's nowhere else to go, then I'll fuck with her just as hard as with you. You saw Wally just now. He likes a little bisexual action now and then himself, and you know what a virile, cunt-banging son of a bitch he is!"
Bob nodded, looking at her as if for the first time. "You make it all sound so simple," he said.
"Honey, it is simple- she's the one making it difficult! If you ask me, she ought to get her cunt eaten raw and her ass reamed out by my big toy, and then she'll quit holding it over your head."
Bob thought of what Miss Prissy-Pussy would look like with Janice's blonde head bobbing between her thighs or Sue's plump butt bouncing up and down on her ass, cramming her cheeks full with a rubber prick. He had to laugh.
"That would put an end to it, wouldn't it!" he cried happily.
"It sure would!" she grinned. "Then maybe she'd come across more often for you."
The thought raced through his mind. How simple the solution would be. The only difficult part was to get her into the position where she would willingly have another woman eat her black-haired cunt. Shit, he couldn't even get at it himself.
"I told you, honey," she said, gripping his limp cock in her hand again, "just get her to one of our swap parties. I've never seen a reluctant woman go away horny yet!"
"Speaking of horny ..." he said, watching her fingers play with his prick.
She laughed and kissed him. "You want to make up for lost time, huh?"
"Yeah," he said. "Don't look now, but you're making my little thing get all stiff again."
She put her face into his groin. "Ooo, I think you're right, sweetie. It isn't little any more. In fact, it's getting bigger and bigger. What do you suppose it's trying to say?"
"I think it wants to fuck," he grinned.
She opened her mouth and captured the tip of his prick between her soft lips again. She sucked on it until it was fully erected and throbbing at the tip. He groaned and pushed gently at her head.
"Not.. . wait... I want something else!"
She lifted her head off, sucking her lips hungrily.
"What, honey? What do you want? After the way you've been suffering all these years, you deserve whatever you want. You want Wally, maybe? I think he likes you enough to--" "No, I want you!"
"Me and Sue? Two girls at the same time? All men want that!" "Maybe later. Right now, though, just you." "How?"
"Well ... in your ass?"
"Sweetie, don't ask! Just say it! And you can say that any time, because I love it Greek!"
She switched around on the bed and rested on her elbows and knees. She pushed her ass into the air and opened her thighs wide. Bob looked at the crinkly ring of her anus and saw it quiver with excitement. Underneath her crotch, he saw the puffy lips of her pussy and the curly golden hairs trying vainly to cover it.
"Come on, baby!" she moaned, weaving her butt sideways.
"I'm looking!" he said. "Just feasting my eyes on your pussy and ass!"
"Oh, you poor, starved man-tell me what you see!" She wiggled again.
"Your cunt just opened up when you did that," he said. "Oh, now it's starting to drip! Here it comes!" "Catch it!"
He put his hand under her twat. A string of hot juice settled into his palm. "What should I do with it?" "Anything you want to--smell it, lick it off your hand, smear it over my ass-anything! That's how it's done, big boss!"
He looked at the shiny fluid. He lifted his hand to his nose and inhaled deeply. He grew dizzy from the heady smell of her sex. His cock throbbed. He smeared her cum on the tip of it and felt it jerk in his hand.
"What are you doing now, playing with yourself?"
She was looking at him upside down through the double vee of her dangling tits and spread thighs. He jerked his hand away and looked at her sheepishly.
"Don't be ashamed of that," she said. "My God, you're hung up!"
"I ... I ... do you play with yourself too? I mean, is that all right to do?"
She grinned at him. "Sure it is! I do it sometimes. Why not? It feels good, doesn't it?"
"Do it!" he said excitedly.
"Play with myself? I thought you wanted to fuck my ass."
"Do it for a minute-no, stay like that, I want to watch your fingers!"
She grinned at him and rested her weight on her forehead. Her ass went up higher, and blood rushed to her face, making it red. Her hands cupped her dangling tits, and she squeezed them for him.
"Oh, your pussy lips are fluttering open! Does that make you hot, feeling your own tits?"
"What happens to you when you feel your prick-the way you did a minute ago? I saw it jerking."
"Pricks are more sensitive than tits. Is that all you're going to do?" She didn't answer. Instead, she put one hand at her crotch. She spread her thighs wider, letting him see her ass completely. Fingers peeped out from between her legs. Then she drew them back up, running one of them into her cunt.
"Ohhh!" she moaned. Her mouth fell open. Her butt started moving. Her finger went into her hole up to her palm, and he watched it happen.
"God, do something!" she cried. "I'm getting hot! Do you want me to waste a good come on a damn finger?"
His prick trembled with his heat. He put his palms on her meaty buttocks and growled, getting to his knees. He pressed up behind her, and she raised up higher, reaching under her pussy to grab his dick. She angled and cocked her butt and stuffed his prick into her cunt.
"Arrrgh!" he groaned. "I don't want it there!"
He pumped in and out of her pussy, feeling her buttocks press tightly against the fronts of his thighs. She made up-and-down motions with her pelvis and fondled his balls with her fingers as they dangled and swung between his legs.
"Just for a minute," she said. "Just long enough to get your prick good and wet so it'll go in easier."
"A minute's going to be too long!" he gasped. He felt the tight pressure of her ass cheeks squeezing around the very root of his cock, and his balls began to lift and tighten in her fingers.
She jerked forward, and his prick slipped out of her pussy. She looked around the side of her hip at him, and her eyes were liquid and hot. She wriggled her ass, seeing the slippery cum shining on the shaft of his cock.
"Now!" she cried. "Plug my asshole, boss! Stick it in like I've seen you wanting to do every time I bend over my desk! Plug it! Stick it in deep!"
He whined like an excited puppy and palmed her ass cheeks apart. She gripped his cock from beneath her pussy and guided the tip of it toward her asshole. The throbbing glans probed around in the soft crack between her cheeks and then caught in the puckered brown mouth.
"Mmm, push! No, wait ... there! Now! Slower. . . hnnnh, oh, yes! Oh, God, what a prick!"
Bob felt his cock gripped by strong muscles. He groaned and pulled back on her hips, skewering her ass on the lance of his cock. A dark, clinging warmth enveloped his shaft. His groin pressed against the fleshy globes of her ass and felt them clamping around the root of his starved, throbbing, shuddering prick.
"Faster!" she cried.
He pulled back, moaning over the way her butt gripped his cock tightly, nearly pulling it off his belly. He pressed in again and made her gurgle in her throat. He leaned across her back and reached under her body, cupping her tits and rolling them in his hands. He touched her pussy with his Fingers and found the coiled ball of nerves at the top of her slit. He rubbed the hooded clitoris until she whimpered. His thumb slipped hotly into her cunt, and he felt the rounded tube of his dick pumping in and out of her ass through the thin membrane separating the two canals.
He was doing it! He'd dreamed of doing it to Barbara again for so long! He watched Janice lift her head and bleat loudly with passion, and his balls swelled.
"Gaaah!" she cried. "Fuck me, you big-pricked fucker!"
Bob rammed into her ass, making her whole body rock and jerk forward with his punishing onslaught. The bed started banging into the wall, he was fucking her so hard. He was getting terrible close, and he thought about what would happen when he came-the way his cum would squirt up into her rectum and foam inside her belly.
"Hey man, what's this beautiful scene?"
Wally's voice startled him. He looked around sheepishly, but he couldn't stop what he was doing. What a hellofaway to be caught fucking another man's wife!
But Wally wasn't sweating it. He passed his hand over Bob's driving ass and sat on the bed to watch. He grinned and reached under Janice's chest to fondle her tit.
"How's he doing, honey?" he asked. "Is he learning?"