Chapter 5
BONITA WONDERED HOW LEE WAS MAKING out with Kathy. Each bedroom had an adjoining bathroom, but she hadn't had a chance or an excuse to go take a peek. The house was so well-insulated that it was almost sound-proof. For all she knew Lee and Kathy could already be in the other bedroom but she'd bet there'd been some screwing in the living room.
She turned and looked over at Walt. He was stretched out on his back and his eyes were still closed. They hadn't even kissed since returning to the bed, maybe five minutes before. She looked down and saw that his pecker was still soft. She'd let him rest for a few more minutes. There was plenty of time. It might even be a good idea to get up and turn the light out before introducing him to the more intimate sex acts.
Rather trying. Because he just might balk. He seemed to Ye even more inexperienced than she'd thought. He'd kissed and sucked on her titties. Hell, he'd started doing that just as soon as they'd gotten to the bedroom. But he hadn't done anything else except bury his pecker in her pussy and bang away on top but he'd lasted a surprisingly long time.
Five minutes, at least. Which was about twice as long as most men lasted with her the first time. His prick was about six inches, she guessed* when hard. It was really a very adequate tool.
There'd been a little awkwardness in the beginning. Right after she'd laughed at his greediness and pushed his hands and mouth away from her throbbing tits. He'd straightened uo and pulled away, his face flushed, and she'd looked down at the front of his trousers. H'"s pecker'd been poking. She'd started wiggling out of her skirt and panties and told him that maybe he'd better get naked. He'd closed the door, his Mazing blue eyes on her, and swiftly shucked his clothes.
His body was more muscular than Lee's lanky frame. There was a little more hair, too. Not much of the sandy-colored stuff, though. She was glad of that. She didn't like hairy men. She liked the feel of smooth flesh. Hair got in the way when kissing and using the tongue to stimulate.
Walt couldn't screw as well as Lee could. But that hadn't surprised her. Lee was in a class by himself, really—and she wondered if her horny husband had gotten Kathy to take his cock in her mouth yet. Lee wouldn't force her. She didn't think he would, anyhow. Just as she was fairly sure that he'd put his tongue in the dark-haired beauty's twat before he put in his tool.
Bonita closed her eyes. By damn, she'd better stop thinking about the possible meaning of Lee wanting to watch her with men and think about her own crazy thoughts. She guessed they were crazy. She could almost picture herself putting her lips and tongue on Kathy's flesh. Kathy's cunt?
She didn't know about that! Hell, she'd never really thought much about the Lesbian stuff before! But she was getting hot thinking about it now. It'd be fun to watch Lee with Kathy. She almost wished Walt wasn't there. She could go join her husband and the long-legged beauty. Join? Well, she could go take a peek, anyhow!
Maybe if everything worked out okay the four of them could screw on the same bed at the same time. The men could even switch back and forth. That would be exciting! She'd better take it easy with her thoughts and with her plans, though. Walt probably wasn't sexually sophisticated enough yet to even think too much about seeing his wife being screwed. Let alone seeing her involved in the more erotic acts.
Bonita almost laughed. Hell, she'd never even been involved in group sex. Or a foursome. Or a threesome, for that matter. Maybe she could take care of that the next day. Lee could get away from the office just about any time. For a few hours. She could have Kathy over, Lee could come home, and they'd do some fancy experimenting.
She was sure Kathy would go for just about anything. That beauty was ripe for new thrills. She wasn't so sure about Walt. She figured he'd go for her using her mouth on him, and maybe even start using his mouth on her love box that very night, but it might take longer to get him to engage in an orgy. Minor, or otherwise.
Opening her eyes, Bonita saw that Walt was looking at her face. She knew, after a quick glance down at his penis, that he'd been admiring her nakedness. His dick was pointing toward the ceiling. She smiled and sat upright. It'd been ten or fifteen minutes since they'd returned from the bathroom. He'd recovered quickly enough. He should be good for two or three minutes. If she didn't get too greedy. She didn't want him to come for a long, long time.
"Have you ever had a blow job, Walt?"
One of his hands was on her back, gently and slowly straking it. The fingers on his other hand were fondling her titties. Both hands stopped moving, but he didn't remove them from her body. They just seemed to tick on her hot flesh.
"Did my question shock you so much?" she asked after a short silence. "Kathy told me that the two of you didn't go in for that kind of thing, but I thought maybe you'd tried it with other women. The giving and the receiving, that is. To answer a possible question, and to give you a little more time to make up your mind about what you want to tell me, I'll say that Lee and I do just about everything to and with each other."
Walt had removed his hands from Bonita's body. She turned her face and met his eyes. "I've never done anything like that with a woman," he said. His face got red. "And I've never done anything to a man! When I was a youngster a man sucked me off. I've never told anybody about that before. I was always too ashamed to talk about it even if the subject had been brought up." He chuckled. "Which it wasn't, of course! Damn, but I'm nervous!"
"You don't have to be ashamed or nervous around me," she said. "All of sex have an aura of beauty in my eyes. With one or two exceptions. The back door stuff turns me off just thinking about it, because I'm afraid of all types of pain, I guess. Extreme sadistic and masochistic activities also leave me cold," she winked. "Even if I do get kind of wild sometimes when I'm climaxing."
"I'm not sure that I could return any intimate favors, Bonita. I've thought about it a lot, of course. I suppose just about everybody thinks of it at some time or other, whether they do anything about it or not, but..."
"Who said I was going to do anything like that?" Bonita broke in. "I just asked if you'd ever had a blow job, that's all. Did you like it when the man went down on you?"
Walt frowned. Then he saw that she was smiling, to let him know that she'd been kidding, he grinned. "Physically, as I vividly recall, it was out of this world. Do you take Lee all the way like that?"
"Sometimes. As well as other men, I should add." Bonita leaned over and placed her parted lips close to his mouth. "Do I disgust you? If so, honey, then we'd better call it quits right here and now."
Walt answered by putting his arms around Bonita's neck and pulling her mouth to his. They kissed, lashing their tongues together, and she started sucking on his tongue. He grabbed her ass and seemed to be trying to pull her on top of him.
She pulled her mouth away and whispered for him to stay on his back while she taught him a few groovy tricks. He dropped his hands to his sides and said that he'd bet that he'd be the most willing, student she'd ever had.
Getting on her hands and knees she straddled him,, then darted her tongue all over his muscular chest. Settling her lips over a little nipple she jabbed her tongue until the tip was hard. Then she trailed, jabbed and sucked until the other little nipple was extended into a small stiff spike.
She raised her head. "Lee's nipples are just about as sensitive as mine. If you'll work at it a little bit you'll find that stimulating yours will add greatly to your pleasure. You can make them very sensitive, I- mean. So many men don't realize the pleasure possible with that erogenous zone on themselves."
"It wouldn't be very manly to always be playing with my nipples," Walt said. "Even if that also feels great!"
She'd balanced on one hand and started rubbing a forefinger back and forth across one of his elongated nipples. "What the hell do you mean by not being manly, Walt? You've beat your meat, haven't you? What's the difference in playing with your nipples and playing with your prick?"
"None, I guess," he said, lifting one hand to her hanging titties. "Move higher so that I can suck on these big beauties."
"Later," she said, wondering if she should go ahead right then and position herself so that they could do a
sixty-nine. Or so she could see if he would put his mouth and tongue on and in her cunt. "Don't you want me to go down on you now?"
"I don't think I want you to finish me like that," he said, closing his eyes. He chuckled. "Meaning, of course, that I'm afraid that I'll be unable to get another erection!"
"Is twice your limit in one evening, Walt?"
"I jacked myself off earlier," he said. "While showering I got an erection, thought I might have a chance at you, and shot off a load as a kind of preparation."
Bonita didn't bother asking why he hadn't screwed Kathy. She suspected that he'd jacked off so much during his life that he got just about as much pleasure that way as with a partner. Maybe she could change that. She wouldn't put her crotch where he could get at it, though. She'd wait and let him start kissing and sucking on her tits and then put a little pressure on his head.
While thinking these thoughts, she'd trailed her parted lips and darting tongue down past his belly-button. She skirted around the curly brown hairs, and the poling prick, then tongued the muscular thighs. As yet, she hadn't touched his thrusting tool even with her fingers.
He'd squirmed his well-built body excitedly while she trailed downward. But now he was tense. A quick glance told her that his eyes were still closed. She moved even lower on the bed, using her hands to let him know she wanted him to part his legs. She wanted to get him so hot that he'd become completely carried away with passion.
She wasn't all that cool herself. But she wasn't in any danger of losing control and spearing his hard dick into her hot flesh. Her main problem, once she'd engulfed his hardness with her mouth, would be to keep from lavishing her attentions too long. Too long being until he came.
She liked it that way. Sometimes she thought it'd be grand to have three or four or more hard cocks waiting to be serviced in that delightful manner. She was afraid that Walt would be too physically pooped and mentally cool to even attempt to reciprocate if she finished him like that, though. And she did want to help him lose his inhibitions.
For Kathy's sake, more than for her own, because she enjoyed having a cock rubbing against her clit just as well as she did a lapping tongue. She was sure that Lee would successfully introduce Kathy to the pleasures of cunnilingus and fellatio, and if she didn't do the same for Walt the marriage would really be out of balance.
The sensible thing would've been for Kathy and Walt to experiment together, of course. But so many married couples seemed to always go about things in the wrong way. Just as she and Lee had done. They should've been completely honest with each other right from the beginning. With their desire to have outside sex, that was. They'd practiced the intimate erotic acts on their honeymoon.
"That could turn into torture, Bonita!"
Bonita had been fondling and kissing Walt's heavy balls. She'd always been fascinated by the way testicles slipped around so easily in their loose-skin sac. When she heard Walt's words, she lifted her face enough to see that his eyes were open.
"I think you need a lot of practice in prolonging the various types of sex acts, Walt. Popping off into a blistering climax should only be a part of the pleasure."
"I know," Walt said, clasping his hands behind his head. "I guess I was just fishing to see whether or not you were just teasing me. You do seem to be hesitating."
She grasped the thick base of his rigid rod with one hand, and clasped his balls with the other hand. She lowered her face and blew her breath on the dark red knob. He gasped. She flicked her tongue against the hard flesh a few times and he gasped a few more times.
Then, opening her mouth wide, she slowly engulfed the entire stiff shaft. Holding the pulsating prick deep like that for a few seconds, she managed to look and meet Walt's blazing blue eyes. She winked and he lurched upward. Expecting the move, she lifted with his lifting cock and brought her mouth on up until only the head was enclosed. She liked his dick very much.
She swirled her tongue around and around, while working her clasping lips in short up and down motions. She moved her hands to his hips, then slipped them around and grabbed his buttocks. His firm ass was surprisingly smooth. She kept on with what she knew was an expert blow job until she knew that if she didn't stop, the throbbing manhood would explode within a very short time.
His fingers had gone to her shoulders, and then had entangled in her hair. But he didn't t»*y to keep her from lifting her head. As soon as he'd removed his fingers, she quickly got on her back beside him. He just as quickly scrambled to his hands and knees, his stiff shaft swaying and glistening- with moisture. She'd raised her knees, and brought them together before he could get between them.
"I thought you wanted to suck my tits," she said. "This is a good time to start practicing prolonging the activity, don't you think?"
"I'm trying not to think too much," he said softly. He stared at her pussy, and for a few seconds she thought he was going to bury his thrusting tool without another word. But he grinned weakly and met her eyes. "I'm not sure that I can do what I know you want me to do, Bonita."
"I only want you to do it because of Kathy," she said. She laughed. "That's the most important reason, anyhow. Lee, as you must know, will teach her to enjoy what she'll then expect you to do."
"That was one of the things I was trying not to think about. Strangely enough, though, I don't really feel jealous. I'm g'ad of that. Partly because I told Kathy not long ago that jealousy was a sickness and a sign of insecurity. Do you think she'll take Lee's penis in her mouth?"
"I'd be surprised if she didn't. Would it make you angry to find that she had?"
"I hope I wouldn't be that foolish. I don't think I would. I knew what I was letting myself and Kathy in for when I came to this tedroom with you."
"Why did the two of you go four years without doing what you both must've wanted to do?"
"Because of the fear of being scorned. On my part, anyhow. Along with a general lack of communication, I suppose. It does take a special knack or some damn thing to be able to discuss sexual desire freely."
"I know," Bonita said. "I think it's a sad-ass shame, too. I resent the way people try to make something dirty and wrong of something as natural and beautiful as sex. And any kind of sex is natural and right when both participants are willing, Walt."
"You just about have me convinced," Walt said, moving and falling forward, burying his face between her thrusting titties.
She trailed her fingers over his back and shoulders. He'd grabbed a tit in each hand. This caused his body to be fully upon hers. The underside of his hard cock was flush against her belly. She could feel it throbbing. Her pussy was doing a little throbbing too by then.
Her titties were throbbing even before he lifted his face from the deep valley and started sucking on her small pebble-hard pink nipples. One, then the other, then back to the first one again. She liked the way he gave that kind of pleasure. She was sure that he'd be a quick learner when he did go lower.
Soon, and without any encouragement, he started the downward journey. He kissed and tongued his way down across her flat belly, leaving nis squeezing fingers on her big breasts. His tongue darted around and then into her button. At that point his hands left her taut-tipped breasts, moved to her sides, then molded her body down to her rounded hips.
When his parted lips and trailing tongue reached her short blonde pubic hair, he paused for a few seconds, then plunged right on down through the soft mat to the soft and smooth crevice. She failed to suppress a little gasp. She hadn't expected him to go to her cunt so quickly.
He shoved his tongue in, japbing wildly and much too low. She wasn't sure that she wanted to give him instructions. She hated to take a chance on hurting his feelings. But she did want to teach him how to go down on a female. Didn't he know that he was supposed to stimulate the clitoris? Didn't he know where that sensitive organ was located?
She put her hands on his head. He kept right on delving deep and low. She wiggled toward the foot of the bed. When his tongue touched her clit, she stopped wiggling lower on the bed and lurched upward.
"There," she whispered, digging her fingernails into his bobbing scalp. "That's my passion switch, honey! Hey, you sure learn fast!"
Which was the truth. Because he'd immediately started lapping furiously, at the same time moving his hands under and grabbing her ass, tilting her quivering cunt so that he could get at her tingling clit better.
She didn't try to suppress the soft little moans of pleasure that began spilling from between her parted lips; nor did she try to check the race toward fulfillment that his surprisingly expert tongue-lapping had started her on.
She began hunching in harmony with the pleasure-giving caresses. She could tell that he was enjoying himself tremendously. She was glad of that. It wasn't right for a person to do anything as just a kind of duty.
She hoped Kathy would enjoy oral sex. And if it turned out that the beauty did go for that delightful type of pleasure as much as Walt did there'd really be some fancy erotic scenes at the- Blanchard home in the future!
"I'm coming!" she blurted, arching and going tense as the inner spasms gripped her. "Oh, awwwwwwww—"
Part of the loud, drawn-out moaning was for Walt's benefit. Not that she wasn't thrilling to the spasmodic climax. But she did make more noise than was her custom, knowing that men liked to know that their attentions were being appreciated, and wanting to impress upon Walt the fact that he could give a woman tremendous pleasure with his tongue.
He kept right on going until after she'd removed her fingers from his head. Even then he wasn't in any hurry to release her moist butt and lift his face. His wet lips were parted in a broad smile, and his passion-filmed blue eyes were free of embarrassment.
"I've wasted a hell of a lot of time over the years," he said, still not making a move to mount her. "I wish I'd lost my inhibitions for the first time with Kathy, but I'm not going to worry about that or anything else at this late date."
"It's always foolish to worry," she said, smiling and wriggling her ass. "Let's have another screwing session and then fo see how our spouses are making out."
"I don't think I'll ever be sophisticated enough to want to actually watch my wife having sex," he said, moving until he was poised for the penetration. "I think the four of us had better make some rules about things like that, don't you?"
Bonita had grabbed his hard cock with the ringers of one hand. She spoke before making a move to guide the smooth hardness. "Rules are made to be broken, Walt. Aren't we breaking our marriage rules or vows. Why not just take things as they come and enjoy the fun
and pleasure without any foolish worrying? Didn't you just say that you weren't going to worry about anything?"
Walt pulled back until he was sitting on his haunches. He moved so fast that she was left with her fingers clutching thin air. It was a good thing she hadn't had a tight grip on his pecker, she thought. Had she said or done something was going to ruin everything?
"What's wrong, Walt?"
"Things have happened so damned fast, Bonita. I was just getting used to the idea-of swapping my wife, and screwing you, when you went down on me. Then, before I could get used to the idea of having my face buried between your legs, you said we should go see how our spouses are making out. It all kind of hit me right between the eyes all of a sudden, I guess. Next you'll be suggesting that we all get together and have a orgy!"
She arched her eyebrows. "And why not? If things were to work out that way, what would be the harm? You're excited by the idea, honey. If you weren't, you wouldn't still have that stiff hard-on. Now why don't you put it in my pussy or in my mouth and stop feeling guilty just because some shitheads taught you that a monogamy relationship with the man always on top was the one and only normal way of having sex?" She laughed. "End of long-winded speech!"
"You're a character," Walt said, chuckling and moving into position again. "I think I'll bury my cock in your cunt this time—" he groaned as she guided him in "and then I'll let you suck me off all the way!"
"That's more like it," Bonita said, throwing her arms around his neck. "I'm going to make a free-wheel~ ing swinger out of you yet."
Walt didn't say anything. He just crushed his wet mouth to hers, probed with his tongue, and pumped his pulsating prick in and out of her clasping cunt.
He lasted and lasted. Long enough for them to roll over on their sides and go at it from that position. Then she suggested that she get on top. He readily withdrew and got on his back. She mounted him and bounced up and down on his rigid rod for several minutes.
Then she climaxed. He was still stiff and strong so she suggested that he prong her from behind. He was eager to try that. She made sure that he didn't make a mistake, accientally, or on purpose, and he really slammed it to her while squeezing her hanging titties.
She showed him how to put his hand down and use his finger to caress her clit while screwing her dog fashion. When he finally shot his load, filling her with his hot sperm, she was launched into a series of shuddering spasms.
While resting afterward, they talked quite freely, but Bonita was afraid to tell Walt that Lee wanted to watch. That, she decided, would have to be worked out by the four of them.
She got Walt's cock hard again, and suggested that they try the sixty-nine position. He eagerly agreed. But even while thoroughly enjoying the thrilling sensations of that wild erotic act, Bonita remained aware enough to wonder how Lee and Kathy were making out.