Chapter 13
Jeanette barely had time to open her eyes and she was in Bob's arms. He lifted her up so that she straddled his huge cock. Her feet barely reached the floor. His shaft was so solid and so wide that it filled the space between her thighs so that she could not put her knees together. She wrapped her hands around his bull-like neck and closed her eyes.
Bob reached behind Jeanette and held the head of his cock so that he could lift her completely as she straddled his dong.
Jeanette was overcome by the sensation of such a machine, and forgot everything but the feel of it between her legs. She sat on it and placed her feet behind his thighs as he carried her around the floor.
"Hey, what kind of dance is that?" Ed asked angrily.
"Shhh," Chi-chi whispered in his ear, biting his earlobe.
"Ohhh," he said, and forgot his jealous anger.
Jeanette was having strange erotic thoughts as she rubbed against the giant prick. She saw herself being impaled on the Washington Monument. She opened her eyes. She imagined that Ed was growing shorter and shorter. Then she realized that he was bent down sucking and nibbling at Chi-chi's breasts. This bothered her, but not too much. But when he sank to his knees and started to nibble at her cunt, it was too much for Jeanette to bear.
"Time to change partners!" she called out, and climbed off Bob's huge cock.
She pulled Ed away from the statuesque blonde and onto the couch. "Let's sit this one out, Ed," she said.
She sat down with him on the couch and placed his arm around her shoulders possessively.
Chi-chi and Bob just smiled and began to dance again. The muscleman held the globes of the blonde's ass as they danced, and Jeanette could see the head of his long prick sticking out through her legs. Bob pulled her cheeks apart, and in the dim light Ed and Jeanette could barely see the puckered brown spot of her asshole.
The couple stopped dancing and swayed, kissing each other deeply. They turned slowly and Chi-chi's long fingernails dug into the flesh of Bob's hairy ass. Their breathing was louder than the music.
Ed was massaging his own dick with his free hand and fondling one of Jeanette's breasts. She didn't feel jealous any more now that she had him in the security of her own arms.
"You do me and I'll do you," she whispered.
She took his hand and placed it between her thighs where her twat was boiling and threatening to explode. His fingers rubbed and probed at her slippery hole.
She took his long rod in her warm hand and started beating his meat for him. Ed was staring at the dancing couple, Jeanette noticed. She did the same thing and let her imagination run as wild, as she was sure that Ed's was.
Bob had lifted his wife up to his chest and was gnawing on her pink-tipped breasts. She wrapped her long legs around his torso and let her head fall back in ecstasy.
Then Ed and Jeanette noticed that Chi-chi's body was starting to slide spread-legged down toward the rigid prong of her husband. He used one hand to guide his prick toward her stretched-open pussy.
The expression on her face changed from a smile to a frown and then to an animal expression of pure lust as the big cock entered her.
Jeanette breathed heavily and forgot to frig her husband's cock as she waited to see if that huge piece of flesh would actually fit into a human female's cunt.
Chi-chi was rolling her head back and forth, moaning in pain and pleasure. She lost her grip on the big man's shoulders and was completely at his mercy as he held her on the tip of his dick.
Bob smiled and let her fall.
She screamed as she was impaled on the full length of his cock. Her body collapsed like a rag doll and only the strong hard prick held her up. Soon she regained her composure and started bucking wildly, the slippery wetness of her cunt helping her to accommodate the huge cock.
Jeanette stood up and turned around. She straddled Ed's lap and started to insert his rigid cock into her boiling box.
"Wait, I can't see," Ed said.
He shifted her over to one side and then the other side. Neither position allowed him to fuck her and watch Bob and Chi-chi fucking at the same time.
Jeanette felt frustrated but she understood his attitude. She wanted to watch too, and she was rapidly deciding that she would join in if she could. She turned around with her back to Ed and sat on his prick. Ed sat up as straight and watched the other couple over his wife's shoulder. He cupped her breasts in his sweaty hands and massaged them, flicking the erect nipples with his fingers.
Jeanette clipped his cock nicely with her tight cunt as he made slow up and down motions on the springy couch. He was glad of the confining position they were in. He knew that if he could lunge freely in and out of her cunt that he would come right away, and he wanted to prolong the excitement as long as he could. He also wanted a good hard dick to present to Chi-chi if things worked out and he got the chance to fuck her.
He nibbled on Jeanette's neck and imagined that it was Chi-chi's. He ignored the prominent projections of Jeanette's big-tipped boobs and pretended that they were the small-budded mounds of Chi-chi's tits. He fantasized that Jeanette's full womanly body was the thinner, almost skinny big-boobed body of the other girl.
Jeanette had her own fantasies going, although it took a longer stretch of the imagination to pretend that Ed's prick was Bob's. Ed's was nice and long, but nowhere near the size of the monster Bob was now plunging in and out of his moaning wife.
Chi-chi was holding onto Bob's neck for dear life, and she was gnawing at his earlobe. He was bucking her up and down on his huge prick without relief. He never seemed to tire as he stood holding her up on his rod as he lifted her and shoved the hard thing deep into her belly. He loved an audience and tonight he had an enthusiastic one. Bob felt Chi-chi's lightness on his prick. Of course, every woman was tight to him. They didn't make women big enough to be loose when they were plugged with his big plunger. He laughed out loud. He loved it. He loved fucking. He loved being big and strong and manly. He loved the mingled looks of fear and desire that crossed the faces of every woman who saw his cock. He carried Chi-chi over to the long couch on which Ed and Jeanette were sitting. She lowered her body so that she lay with her head almost touching the other couple's thighs. Then he placed himself between her open legs, his prick still deep in her cunt.
Then he started to do some serious fucking. He pounded away at her and she soon began to whimper and cry out. He kept his heavy body raised from her a little so that he could really plunge his prick into her body. He sensed the nearness of the other couple. He was fucking for himself, for Chi-chi, and for Ed and Jeanette. He knew watching the act was the best aphrodisiac, and in his case, the best advertisement for his own skill.
He wanted Jeanette more than he had wanted any woman since he had first met Chi-chi. There was a newness and innocence about Jeanette that really turned him on.
Chi-chi began to jerk. He knew she would soon and he pounded away with renewed vigor.
Chi-chi felt like she was diving into a bottomless pit. But she was well aware that her pussy was not bottomless. She felt the first wave of orgasm wash over her, and then another. Her cunt exploded and white clouds of pleasure filled the darkness of her mind. Then the clouds passed and it was clear sailing to come number two. It was stronger than the first and she cried out, quivered, bit her lips till they bled. Number three was barreling down the pike and she knew it was going to be like the impact of a Mack truck, but as soon as it got to her it turned into jelly and enveloped her. She moaned and groaned, unaware of where or even what she was. Soon she relaxed but the pounding kept up. She was helpless to resist, and she let her husband continue to his own reward.
Bob loved bringing a woman to orgasm. Then he knew he had done his work and was deserving of his reward. Plus he knew he was in complete control. He felt the film of sweat streaming over his body but his breathing was even. His jagging kept his wind good and he could fuck all night and still run around the block. He was not, however, a big enough fool to go running around the block with a warm woman in his bed.
His thoughts returned to the powerful sensation of Chi-chi's passive body and her tight pussy sucking at his cock. Heat burst from him and he snarled and gritted his teeth. He felt the huge wads of cum roar up the tube of his cock and out into his wife's womb. The thick fluid tilled what little space there was in the churning box and slipped around the edges of his cock as he pumped her.
Chi-chi felt the cum ooze out of her and down the crack of her ass. She wished that she had another lover waiting there to cram his own lubricated prick up her asshole. She was a glutton for punishment as long as it felt good.
The air rushed out of her lungs as her husband collapsed on top of her. She stroked his sweaty back and held him in one of the few tender moments that they shared in the midst of their gung-ho healthy lifestyle.