Chapter 11
"Oh! I say!" the startled man remarked.
The girls did not hear him. Their ears were muffled between thighs, their faces buried. Jane was on top, her trim ass moving above Bonny's face, her own face grinding between the up-thrust pillars of Bonny's legs.
Charles could hear the juicy mouthing and the whimpers those mouthing caused.
It was evident that his receptionist was having a much tastier lunch than he had had.
Charles was slightly tipsy from cocktails and wine and he felt a twinge of jealousy that his paid employee should dine so well-and on company time, to boot!
His cock began to grow.
Charles hesitated, torn by indecision.
God knew, he had tried to avoid adultery!
He had even gone so far as to hire a lesbian, so that evil temptation would not arise-and his scheme had backfired! He was confounded by his own good intentions, hoisted with his own petard! To his credit, he hesitated-but what man can resist, when confronted by the sight of two adorable women eating each other out with such gusto?
"Sorry, Gloria," he whispered.
And he opened his fly and hauled his massive prick out, balls and all.
Jane had never been fucked by a man.
She had been fucked by a dildo and fat female tongues, so her cunt was not inexperienced of penetration, but never had she had a meaty prick up her.
Her head was buried in pussy, and she wasn't aware that her boss had knelt down behind her grinding, up-thrusting ass.
He placed his cockhead against her frothy hole.
Jane felt it. She thought that Bonny had started to use her fingers.
And Bonny became aware of an intruding cock at the same moment. Her eyes had been closed as she relished her feast, but when she felt a set of bloated balls dragging across her face, she looked up.
She gave a little gasp.
She pulled her tongue out of Jane's cunt and gave that hairy sac a lick.
Yes, it was a pair of balls, all right. No doubt of that. But where had they come from?
She tilted her head up and saw the cock that was attached to those balls, the big head just starting to push up Jane's flooded pussy.
Well, it was all a mystery.
But Bonny was not about to look a gift horse in the mouth. She gave a little shrug and began to lick and suck on cock and cunt at the same time.
Charles whacked his meat home.
It startled Jane.
Fingers had never felt so wonderful.
She raised her face, drooling, out of Bonny's crotch and looked back over her shoulder.
Her eyebrows flew up when she saw Charles kneeling behind her and realized that she had a prick up her pussy.
Charles grinned sheepishly.
"I don't like men!" she cried.
Charles fed her a slow, rippling stroke.
Her pussy felt as if it had burst into flame.
Her eyes misted, her mouth gaped open.
"At least-I didn't think I liked men
Charles began to pour the pork to her, his ass corkscrewing as he stroked up her cunt.
"Why-I love men!" cried Jane, in amazement.
And she dropped her face back onto Bonny's cunt and began sucking again, enjoying cunt and cock at the same time, and fully aware that a drastic change had been wrought in her life-and quite happy about it!
Bonny had tilted her face to the side and parted her lips, so that Charles' massive stalk could run through her mouth en route to Jane's cunt. It pulled out, soaking with cunt juice, and pushed in, coated with saliva. Bonny's tongue flew about and she wailed with joy as she feasted on the rare combination of prick and pussy and found that the whole was greater than the total of the parts.
Charles blew a heavy load of jism into Jane's twat, slamming in and pouring the geyser to her savagely.
Bonny sucked his cum out of Jane's pussy.
Jane, vibrating all over, came with him, adding her cunt juice to the flood that Bonny gulped down hungrily.
When Charles pulled his mighty prick out of Jane's cunt, it was as hard as it had been when it went in. He grabbed Jane by the hips and turned the coupled girls over, rolling them together so that they did not have to pause for a moment in their merry sixty-nining.
Kneeling behind Bonny, he slipped his cock up the redhead's cunt, in turn.
Bonny, like Jane, became suddenly aware that she loved men. Bonny had had cock before, but only cocks of callow youths-now she realized that men were of a different quality.
She thrashed her juicy ass back against his belly as he banged the cock to her cunt.
Jane, with her face right on the scene, took a tentative lick of cockmeat.
Why-it tastes every bit as good as cunt! she thought, thrilled by the revelation.
Why had she wasted so many years confining herself to one-dimensional sex?
Jane became bisexual on the spot.
So did Bonny, as she ground her wet pussy around on Charles' massive cock and gobbled Jane's flooded snatch and knew the dual joy of sexuality.
Bonny intended to fuck plenty of men and suck plenty of women in the future.
But never again would she waste her time with a callow youth like Jack Turner!
When Charles shot his creamy wad into Bonny's smoking cunt, Jane greedily sucked his cum from the redhead and then popped his cockhead into her mouth and drained the dregs out of that flaring slab, her head flashing back and forth between cock and cunt in frenzied hunger, while her own pussy creamed once more in Bonny's busy mouth.
Afterwards, Charles thought to ask who Bonny was.
"Oh, I forgot. I guess it doesn't matter now, though. But I am-was-Jack Turner's girlfriend. And I came to tell you that Jack intends to seduce your wife."
"Aw, I knew that," said Charles.
"You did?" Bonny asked, wide eyed.
"Sure. Gloria told me the boy had the hots for her. We laughed about it."
Bonny realized once more that there was a great difference between men and boys.
She said, "But-suppose he did fuck her?"
Charles grinned and said, "I rather hope that he does. Gloria and I got so horny, talking about the idea in theory, that I'd love to have her tell me about it really happening."
But then he frowned slightly.
He remembered that he had just committed adultery-with two women!
Charles, fine fellow that he was, felt guilty. Although he loved the idea of having his wife fuck someone else-as long as she told him about it-he felt ashamed of himself. He figured that he had better rush home and explain to his wife what had happened, being perfectly honest.
He figured that she would forgive him.
He also figured that it would make her horny as could be, and that they could spend a wonderful afternoon sucking and fucking and talking about his indiscretion.
He put his pants on.
Bonny and Jane were sitting side by side on the couch, fingering each other's cunts and sort of expecting Charles to join them again.
But he said, "I'm going home now. You may take the rest of the afternoon off, Jane." He grinned meaningfully. "I'm sure that you have things to do," he added.
Charles, eager to tell his sexy blonde wife about his wonderful experience, departed.
Bonny turned into Jane's arms, kissed her on the lips, and ducked down to lap at her tits.
She said, "Shall we suck each other off all afternoon, darling?"
But Jane, as much as she relished that prospect, frowned slightly.
She said, "I thought maybe-we might go out together and pick up a man."
"I thought you didn't like cock?"
"I do now!"
"Well-okay. But let's pick up a real man, huh? I mean-I don't want no young boy like
Jack Turner." She never wanted to see Jack again. And she didn't.
But she saw plenty of men in the" near future. The lives of Bonny and Jane were both changed greatly from their fiery experience, and the lives of a great many men were enhanced as, unable to believe their good fortune, they were picked up and sucked and fucked by two gorgeous women.