Chapter 5
Brower and Lyle sat nearby on the rug, at the opposite sides of the passionately embracing females.
Lyle could hardly believe he was watching his wife kiss June's mouth with such obvious relish. The women clutched at each other.
"Fascinating, isn't it?" Brower remarked.
Lyle nodded and murmured something inaudible as he stared.
The women pressed their bellies together and intertwined their legs. Their mouths sucked hungrily at each other. Their tongues caressed in moist embrace.
This seemed to Elizabeth a reward for everything she'd endured so far this evening. She wasn't concerned about Lyle watching her and learning she could enjoy herself with another female. He'd watched what had gone before and, judging by the look on his face, he'd enjoyed that, the bastard! Also, he hadn't hesitated to screw June in front of her. So, who was he to point a finger, anyway?
June was eagerly entering a new realm of pleasure. What had happened the other day with Elizabeth had been only an introduction, though a very satisfying one. Now she embraced the real thing, totally, and she was ready to give as well as receive. She wanted to do it all.
Her hand crept around one of Elizabeth's voluptuous, full breasts and squeezed. The sensation made June a little giddy. She'd never really felt another woman's tit before. She kept squeezing, kneading the large boob rhythmmmically. She twirled and plucked at the erect nipple.
She wanted Elizabeth to caress her tits. Responding to the excitement June was giving her, Elizabeth wasn't long in complying with the unspoken request. She slid her hand up June's front and rubbed the firm, little titties, causing them to shiver tautly. When Elizabeth began to tease one of June's nipples, the latter tore her mouth free and gasped with delight.
"Ooh, baby, that's good!" she said. "Do it some more. Suck them. Do everything with them. You have such wonderful hands!"
Brower glanced at Lyle again. The older man smiled knowingly. Lyle continued to be amazed by the bizarre behavior of the women. Elizabeth had never given him so much as a hint that she had any physical interest in women. He suddenly realized that, in spite of their eight years of marriage, he didn't know her.
She got her mouth down on June's breast and sucked at the hard, little nipple. June moaned with delight and arched herself, shoving her tingling tit more firmly into Elizabeth's mouth.
The letter's hand slid down her front and into her golden garden. Elizabeth plucked at the silken curls and raked her fingernails through them. June flung her legs wider apart. One of Elizabeth's fingers glided into her moist, fleshy socket. Elizabeth felt her own husband's cum in there.
Would she have to get her mouth down onto June's pussy and lap that stale semen? Yes! June would expect it. Anyway, Elizabeth wanted to do it. She'd just gobbled Brower's goop, so why not Lyle's, stale or not? What difference did it make? What difference did anything make now?
She started to kiss downward, along June's body, but the younger woman grasped Elizabeth's swaying tits and squeezed them hard.
"I want to suck," June stated candidly.
Elizabeth was pleased. She straddled the pretty blonde and leaned forward, dropping one of her full, luscious boobies against June's mouth. With a little groan of pleasure, June wrapped her hand around the tit and wiggled the nipple in her open mouth. She lapped at it avidly. The nipple bounced in and out as Elizabeth writhed.
Lyle continued to stare in fascination. Brower watched with interested amusement
June's pink tongue danced against the jumping tit Elizabeth writhed more, socking the nipple into June's mouth and out again. She turned slightly and gave her the other boob. This time June clamped her moist mouth around it and sucked it deeply inside. The most delectable thrills coursed through Elizabeth as the other woman nursed at her throbbing tit.
June grasped both boobs, rubbing them back and forth against her mouth. Saliva ran out and drooled over her chin.
When June finally indicated that she'd had enough tit sucking for awhile, Elizabeth climbed off and bent low on her body. She dropped a pendulous tit into June's crotch and rubbed the nipple along the lips of her cunt The firm nipple nudged June's erect clitty.
As he watched the amazing spectacle of the two women making love, Lyle felt a resurgence of desire in his own body.
Elizabeth bent farther and began to lick June's smooth, inner thighs. Her tits and hair dragged against June's skin. She wasn't long in working her way to June's wild-smelling little cunt, and she clamped her mouth onto it hungrily.
June moaned and shivered with delight. As Elizabeth sucked and tongued the pussy, she aimed her bottom toward June's face. At precisely the right moment, while plunging her tongue deep into June's vagina, she threw a leg across June's body and backed up a little more, thereby positioning her own cunt just above June's face.
The pretty blonde gazed up at it. This was the first time in her life that she'd seen another woman's twat at such close range and in circumstances which invited her to make use of it. She took her cue from what Elizabeth was doing with her snatch. She grasped Elizabeth around the ass and pulled the meaty, hair-bordered cunt down to her mouth. Her tongue leaped up, parting the moist, slightly sticky lips and sinking into the channel of Elizabeth's twat.
Groaning into June's fragrant meat, Elizabeth ground her own pussy against her partner's loving mouth. At the same time, she lapped deeper into June's cunt. She sucked up the girl's honey, mingled with Lyle's cum. She swallowed it and went for more.
Elizabeth's rich juice dribbled into June's mouth as the younger woman fluttered her tongue in the pliant, velvety labia. June worked her tongue back and forth across the nub of Elizabeth's clitty. The latter gripped June's thighs harder and sucked more ardently at June's precious twat. The little pussy spasmed with pleasure. June's honey flowed in greater volume.
The women writhed and twisted, clutching each other as they ate each other's cunts.
Lyle's cock was up. Brower remained relaxed outwardly, and the slight smile clung to his lips. Lyle could restrain himself no longer. He had to get down on the floor, where the action was.
He sprawled across his wife's body, gripping one of her tits and one of June's. He began to kiss ardently, along his wife's back.
He was completely carried away by the utter wantonness of what was happening, and by his own reborn desire, which had become needle sharp. He petted Elizabeth's billowing buttocks, rubbing them this way and that. He kissed down to diem and didn't stop - his wet lips and flickering tongue worked over one rich buttock, men the other. It stabbed into the satiny crack between the restless mounds.
Feeling this, Elizabeth lapped at June's cunt all the stronger. She assumed it was Brower atop her. Lyle had never kissed her this way before. Brower hadn't either, but she felt he was capable of anything.
As the man's tongue struck at her asshole, the little orifice tingled and its muscles contracted spastically. Now that Lyle had begun tonguing her there, he didn't want to stop. He was in the grip of some erotic demon.
He tongue-washed his wife's anus thoroughly, then licked deeper until his tongue fluttered against June's tongue. They both worked on Elizabeth's juicy, soft pussy flesh. f
Brower gained more and more sardonic amusement from what was taking place. It was amazing what he had brought about. But, in another way, he wasn't surprised. As a realist, he knew the human animal was capable of anything. All that was required was the right set of circumstances and a little nudge in a given direction.
Lyle busily licked over the soft folds of his wife's cunt, then managed to nudge June's tongue out of die way sufficiently to insert his own tongue in Elizabeth's vagina. He withdrew it and slid it into June's mouth. She continued to lick the other woman's pussy.
Lyle ran his tongue down his wife's plump thigh and under the rim of her tightly drawn stocking. He licked along, underneath the stocking, to her garter, and traced it upward to the belt at her waist. He fluttered his tongue up to her armpit, licked and sniffed around there, and dived alongside her head into the redolent valley of June's widespread thighs.
Only then did Elizabeth realize it was he who'd been giving her this added stimulation, but she didn't offer any acknowledgement or stop what she was doing. She kept tonguing the juicy pudding of flesh between June's legs.
Lyle found he couldn't get at June's cunt from that direction, so he licked his way around her thigh and went at the pussy from underneath. This brought him face-to-face with his wife. Still she gave no sign and kept lapping at the strawberry-colored twat - stroking her tongue in and out of the gaping channel and up, across the tense clit.
Lyle hunkered into June's fragrant crotch and went to work, licking as much of the pussy as Elizabeth wasn't using at the moment. When she moved slightly to take possession of the portion he'd been kissing, he slid his tongue down between June's firm, satiny buttocks and proceeded to lap at her asshole with as much ardor as he'd shown toward Elizabeth's, earlier.
June quivered with delight and began to bite at Elizabeth's soft, moist pussy, This gave the latter such a thrill that she clamped her lips around June's clit and waggled her tongue briskly against the sensitive point. Both women surged toward a climax. Lyle helped propel them to the pinnacle by fastening his mouth around June's asshole and sucking deliriously. The women bucked and heaved, causing Lyle to lose the tasty target several times, but he kept returning to it, and finally he jammed his tongue at the sphincter. His tongue popped into June's ass, she bit Elizabeth's pussy hard, and the latter responded by sucking so sharply on June's clit that the younger woman had a second climax on top of her first.
The women moaned and writhed, clutching each other so hard that their fingers sank deeply into the flesh. Their entire bodies blossomed with wondrous, throbbing warmth.
As their mutual climax finally ebbed, they fell apart, Elizabeth rolling onto her back.
Now Lyle leaped between June's thighs and ran his stiff-as-steel prick up her pussy. She hardly felt it because she was so blissfully sated at the moment. She didn't object.
Lyle began to stroke his cock briskly in her moist and very open cunt.
Brower had a hard-on by this time, and he couldn't resist the lure of Elizabeth's wide-flung thighs, with the stockings and garters still clinging to them. He dropped into the saddle and began to fuck her.
The two men screwed in a startlingly different way. Lyle pumped briskly in and out of June's hot little cunt, while Brower stroked his prick in Elizabeth's pussy with a slow, steady rhythm, interrupted occasionally by a grinding rotation of his rod.
Elizabeth stirred. As great as her orgasm with June had been, she still preferred being fucked. And Brower, with his long, stiff prick and his skilled way of using it, fucked better than any man she'd ever had before.
Moaning, she began to grind her hot cunt around his stroking, reaming tool. Brower bore down more, but didn't increase the tempo of his humping.
"Fuck me, fuck me!" she cried, digging her sharp fingernails into his back. She lifted her stockinged legs around him, crossing them at the ankles.
Lyle finished, driving deep into June's cunt and letting go. His warm cream flooded her for the second time that evening.
Brower and Elizabeth kept screwing, screwing. His mighty cock stirred the deepest nerve ends of her vagina and kept all the nerves around its mouth tingling with his incessant stroking and twisting. The hard shaft bent and pressed her clit so intensely that she nearly went out of her mind with delight.
"Ooh, what fucking!" she screamed. "God! Ooh, Jesus! Screw me, screw me! What a wonderful prick you have! Ooh, lover ... darling .. . how you're fucking me!"
Lyle, still lying atop June, watched his wife and Brower. He noted the impassioned expression on her face and listened to her lustful language. She'd never talked just that way to him when he screwed her, even in the early days of their marriage.
She was a whore at heart, he concluded, preferring an illicit copulation, whether with another man or even a woman, to the love he gave her. Well, that was all right. He'd discovered this evening how much fun could be had in an orgy, and, since Elizabeth enjoyed it too, there was nothing to stop them from orgying all the time.
He felt he should thank old Brower for opening his eyes.
His boss continued to fuck Elizabeth on Lyle's bed, stepping up the tempo now, driving for a climax. She came with a whoop of joy. He speared deeply into her cunt, and his iron-hard pecker jerked. She felt his hot semen spurt deep inside her, and she went into another paroxysm of orgasmic delight.
She shivered and moaned, her cunt muscles milking his cock until it had twitched its last and begun to soften. Gradually she quieted. He petted her face and kissed her on the eyes and lips.
He pushed himself off her sated body, his long, wet prick swaying.
"Peterson, I'm afraid June and I must be leaving," he said. "Thank you for an interesting evening."
"Thank you, sir," Lyle replied. The older man laughed. June couldn't help but join him in smiling. It was certainly true that a good time had been enjoyed by all. But Lyle was such a worm, June thought. He didn't deserve a woman like Elizabeth.
As June left the Petersons' home with Brower, she found herself wondering when she and Elizabeth could get together again ... and looking forward to the time.