Chapter 9
Bobbie was so excited she could hardly sit still on the drive over to Ruth's house.
"Do you think Ruth will actually play the tape?" Skip asked. "I sure wouldn't want to cross Jack. Ruth must have nerves of steel if she's actually going to play it right in front of all of us."
"She'll do it," Bobbie declared. "It's the only way she can get Jack to loosen up at home. You heard what she said about Jack being too straight at home."
"I can hardly wait," Skip whispered as they rang the front doorbell.
"I hope we're not late," Bobbie whispered as Ruth answered the door.
Ruth winked at both of them. Then she raised her voice loudly. "Of course you're not late. Robin and Skip just got here."
Bobbie raised her eyebrows in a question. Ruth nodded and winked.
"We're really in for a treat tonight. I persuaded Robin to bring that tape she's been talking about. We all can hardly wait to hear it."
Skip did his best to try to keep a straight face. He saw Jack mixing drinks in the living room. "What kind of tape did you say it was?" he asked in a whisper.
"I told him Robin had a tape she'd been working on ... the best hot sounds of the year," Ruth giggled. "I can hardly wait to see his face when we play it. I'll wait until he gets good and bombed before I do, though. I want to get him so confused that he'll go along with anything I say."
Skip waited until about an hour had passed and the usual small talk and jokes had been told. He could tell that Jack had been drinking more than his share. Jack's cheeks were rosy and he looked like a drunken sailor when he walked across the room.
"Hey! Let's hear that tape of Robin's!" Skip suggested loudly. "Ruth said she brought it with her. What's that you call it Robin? Something about the hot sounds of the year?"
"Uh ... that's right," Robin answered blushing. "You can put it on if you want to, Ruth. It's just a little hobby of mine. I just love putting together a good tape."
Ruth slipped the tape on and turned the volume up full-blast. At first there was only whirring as the blank leader ran through the machine. Then Robin's voice came on. She sounded quite frightened.
"You really wouldn't turn Gary in, would you Jack?" the voice asked nervously.
"You damn right I would!" Jack's voice answered, sounding very mean. "It's just lucky for you that I haven't turned him in all ready."
Jack sat bolt upright in his chair. His face turned white and he tried to stagger to his feet to get the tape.
Gary reached out and casually put his hand on Jack's shoulder, holding him firmly down on the couch.
"This sounds really interesting," Gary said, grinning at Jack with a glint in his eye. "I think I'd like to hear the rest of this tape."
"What? What the hell's going on?" Jack sputtered, trying to get up, but finding that Gary was stronger than he looked. Gary was holding Jack down so hard that the big man couldn't move off of the couch.
"Just listen and find out," Ruth said sweetly. "I think the tape's just divine, Robin. I'm so glad you have an extra copy for us."
Jack collapsed on the couch. He knew what was coming now. If everyone had copies of the tape, he was royally screwed. There was nothing he could do but go along with whatever Ruth wanted him to do. He sat back and tried not to listen, but the tape was too loud. He had to hear every incriminating word that he had spoken.
Robin's voice came on the tape again. "You mean if I don't suck your cock whenever you want me to, you'll get Gary fired?"
"You'd better hurry up and suck it right now or I'll make that call to union headquarters right in front of you," Jack's voice threatened. "Hurry up and put it in your mouth. Come on! I haven't got all day!"
Suddenly the tape got louder. Everyone heard lewd slurping and sucking noises mixed with groans and sighs and instructions by Jack.
"Harder!" his voice commanded. "Just treat me right and nobody'll find out about that goof-off husband of yours. Suck the whole thing right in your mouth!"
There was another interval of sucking and slurping noises filled with groans and moans from Jack. Then there was the sound of someone choking or nearly drowning, it was hard to tell which.
"Was that all right, Jack? Was that good enough so you won't fire Gary?" Robin's voice asked.
"That's just fine, baby," Jack's voice replied. He sounded slightly out of breath, like he'd been running the quarter mile in one hell of a hurry.
"I won't say anything about Gary if you keep giving me blow-jobs like that."
The tape recorder clicked off and on again rapidly. There was the sound of a march playing in the background and than a voice-over that sounded very much like Ruth.
"This has been a Ruth Richards production. This tape was developed through the dedicated efforts of Robin Hansen and Bobbie Martin with no cooperation at all from Jack Richards."
The march faded off slowly and the tape wound itself to the end of the reel.
"Hey! I like that ending," Robin giggled. "You put that on tonight, huh, Ruth?"
"Yes," Ruth admitted smiling proudly. "I figured it was just the finishing touch the tape needed before I played it for the Postmaster tomorrow!"
Jack's mouth dropped open. "You ... you wouldn't do that, would you honey? He's going to fire me if he ever hears that tape!"
"Well ... maybe we can work out something," Ruth said, glaring at Jack. "It's going to be fun to see how you like being on the other end of a blackmail scheme."
"What? ... what do you mean?" Jack stuttered. His face was red and he looked like he was ready to tear the house apart with his bare hands except for the fact that he didn't dare.
"I won't turn in the tape, but you're going to have to do what I want, instead of Robin doing what you wanted," Ruth purred.
"Uh ... what do you want?" Jack asked quickly. "A new coat ... some jewelry ... any thing you want, honey."
"Heavens no!" Ruth giggled. "I don't need anything like that. All I want you to do is to lick my pussy, right in front of all these people."
"What?" Jack yelped. "You're kidding! I ... I can't do anything like that!"
"Why not?" Ruth asked, still grinning. She knew she held all the cards now.
"Uh ... Jesus, Ruth! You don't really want that! That's not something a man does to his wife, for Christ Sakes!"
"Then I guess I'll just have to play this tape for the Postmaster in the morning then," Ruth said, sighing a little in disappointment.
"No!" Jack gulped. "I'd do it, honey ... except ... I don't know how. Yeah. That's it. I don't know how to do something perverted like that!"
"Oh, is that all?" Ruth said, grinning a mischievous smile. "We can fix that in a hurry."
She turned to wink at Gary who was sitting in a chair across from the couch. "Why don't you lick my pussy a little, Gary. Show Jack how to do it.
I'm sure he won't mind. After all he made Robin give him a blow-job."
Jack's mouth dropped open. Then it closed with a snap. There wasn't a damn thing he could do about it. He was caught like a rat in a trap and he knew he had to go along with whatever Ruth wanted or she really would play the tape for the Postmaster in the morning. Ruth didn't make idle threats. She'd really do it if he didn't cooperate.
"Oh, shit!" Jack groaned. He didn't like the idea of Gary Hansen licking his wife's pussy, but there didn't seem to be much he could do about it. His eyes opened wide as Ruth slipped out of her hostess gown and stood naked in the middle of the floor.
"Come on, Gary," she urged. "Jack doesn't mind ... do you, honey?"
Jack gave a strangled sort of sound that passed for a yes. He had to agree to everything Ruth said. If he didn't agree, he'd be out of a job tomorrow morning when the Postmaster heard the tape.
Ruth stretched out on the floor, her lovely long legs spread wide, her moist pink pussy exposed to the sight of everyone in the room. She licked her lips and grinned at Gary with a sparkle in her eyes.
"Show him how to lick pussies, Gary," she urged. "Let's give old Jack a lesson he won't forget."
Gary chuckled as he dropped his pants. His cock was hard and stiff and stuck straight out in front of him. He dropped to his knees between Ruth's legs and pulled her thighs even wider apart.
"See this, Jack?" he asked, acting like a professor in a lecture class. "This is a pussy first-class and it deserves more than you've been giving it."
Ruth giggled. "Hurry up and eat me," she moaned. "I can hardly wait. My pussy's so hot I feel like it's ready to burn up."
"Watch closely, Jack," Gary said, grinning at the helpless man. "You have to learn how to do this just right if you want to please your wife. You do want to please Ruth, don't you?"
"Uh ... yeah," Jack muttered. At this particular moment he wanted to kill Ruth, not please her, but he was a smart enough man to keep his mouth shut.
"See this little bump here?" Gary said, twirling the hard little nub of Ruth's clit with his finger. "That's her clitty and you should start with that. All you have to do is tickle and tease it a little with your tongue, like this."
Gary bent down over Ruth's creamy pussy. He fingered the plump furry lips of her coppery-haired pussy and pulled them gently apart until her clit stuck out, cherry-colored and stiff. He placed his tongue on it and began to tickle it, gently but insistently.
Ruth felt the hot little flicks of excitement sweep through her pussy at the touch of Gary's wet tongue on her clit. Fierce pleasure rocked her body and her pussy started creaming helplessly.
"Lick it!" she squealed. "Ooooooh, that feels so good. Lick my little joy button, Gary ... lick it good!"
Gary licked until he felt Ruth's body tense up for an orgasm. Then he pulled his head up and grinned. "Don't let her come right away," he advised, grinning at Jack, thoroughly enjoying his position as an expert pussy-licker. "When she gets ready to explode, pull your head up like I did and start playing with the rest of her pussy with your tongue."
Jack blushed bright red. He was still mad, but he felt something else too. He was beginning to get tremendously excited by the sight of Gary licking Ruth's watering pink cunt. Just watching Gary do all those shameful things with his tongue was making Jack's cock hard and throbbing. He almost wished that he could push Gary out of the way and lick his wife's pussy himself.
Gary flicked his horny tongue lower on Ruth's flooding hot cunt. He ran his tongue wickedly around the creaming mouth of her cunt, rimming and circling the dark red opening.
"Yes!" Ruth moaned lustily. She curled her fingers in Gary's hair and pulled his head even closer to her glistening soft pussyhole, trying to get him to put his stiff tongue inside the spasming hole.
Gary grinned. "When she gets hot enough, you can put your tongue right up her cunt just like a little prick," he advised, bending down to do exactly that.
"Ooooooh!" Ruth gasped as Gary's tongue jammed forcefully up her flooded, spasming pussyhole. She felt his tongue dig deep into her fiery pussy, plunging deliciously in and out. He fucked her with his hot tongue until she was shuddering and gasping and then he pulled his tongue out again with a wet plop.
"Now you can go even lower and start working on her cute little shitter," he said, grinning at Jack's shocked but horny expression. "Horny women like Ruth just love to have a hot tongue up their bunghole. Isn't that right, Ruth?"
"Yesss!" Ruth squealed. "Do it, Gary! Hurry up ... I'm so hot I'm burning up. My cunt feels like a forest fire."
Gary lifted Ruth's gleaming, quivering asscheeks in his hands. He held her right up off the floor and spread her asscheeks apart with his fingers. Jack could see Ruth's winking, pink asshole flutter as Gary got closer and closer to the little puckered hole with his tonguetip.
"Ooooooh," Ruth moaned. "Hurry up, Gary.
Ream your hot tongue in my ass ... hurry! I can't stand to wait anymore!"
Gary stuck out the tip of his tongue. He placed it right on the little wrinkled orifice and pressed forward gently.
"Aaaaah!" Ruth squealed. She tensed her body in anticipation and her ass wiggled lustily in Gary's hands. "Do it!" she squealed. "Ram it in, Gary ... pleeeeeease!"
Jack's mouth dropped open. Ruth had never acted that horny when they fucked. Maybe there was something to this pussy-licking after all. Something he'd never even considered doing with his wife. Maybe he should have been fucking Ruth better. She sure seemed to like it when Gary did it.
Ruth squealed again as she felt the tip of Gary's tongue slide into her asshole. She relaxed her muscles and let his tongue slip right in all the way to the root.
"Yesssss," she moaned. "Make it wiggle, Gary. It feels just like a hot, horny snake. Ooooooh, that's so good!"
Gary reamed Ruth's hot, winking asshole until she howled, plunging his tongue in and out faster and deeper with each lunge. He waited until she was just on the edge of coming and then he slipped his tongue out again, making her horny cunt gush cream all over his face.
Ruth thrashed and moaned on the floor. She was so frustrated she felt like she was going to die. She tried to pull Gary's face back down to her pussy again, but he stood up and held out his hand to Jack.
"She's all ready for you," he said, pointing at Ruth. "You'd better get down there and practice a little. Ruth wants to see how well you've learned your lessons, don't you Ruth?"
"Yes!" Ruth moaned lustily. "Get down here, honey. I want you to lick my hot, creamy pussy."
Jack's mouth opened wide. How could he lick Ruth's pussy in front of all these people? He just couldn't do it. He couldn't ... but if he didn't, Ruth would turn the tape over to the Postmaster.
Jack dropped down to his knees. He had to do it.
As Jack's head came closer and closer to Ruth's watering pussy, he felt a strange desire shoot through his body. His prick began to throb and jerk in his pants and his mouth started watering wildly. He could smell the hot, sweet scent of Ruth's pussy and he inhaled deeply, enjoying the spicy, musky smell of her hot cunt. He was a little embarrassed at having to do this ... this depraved thing in front of everyone, but he was horny too. His cock lurched so hard against the front of his pants that he thought the zipper was going to tear right out.
Jack placed his hands on Ruth's hot pussy. He spread her legs widely and then he took a deep breath.
Ruth gave a hoarse moan as Jack's tongue shot out, licking up the slippery hot channel of her pussy, sliding between the puffy lips of her cunt and twisting up until he came to the throbbing, straining button of her clit.
"Aaaaagh!" she yelled. "That's it, baby! Lick my pussy good and I won't use the tape. Come on, honey ... lick it just the way Gary showed you!"
Jack's tongue swirled over the steamy tissues in Ruth's flowing cunt. He -rimmed and teased the sensitive scarlet bump of her clit and flicked it back and forth, just like Gary had done. Then he gave an excited moan of surprise. This wasn't bad, after all. Ruth's pussy tasted good and he found that he was enjoying licking her steamy, watering cunt. As his tongue slipped and whirled over her straining little love button, he sighed deeply. Maybe he should have done this long ago. It certainly was a lot of fun. Perhaps he should have been doing these kinky things with Ruth, instead of with the secretaries in the office.
Ruth's body shook and trembled as Jack's tongue swirled faster and faster. She was climbing right up the pinnacle of passion. She could feel the sweet thrills in her pussy getting more intense with each flick of Jack's wide, hot tongue. Jack was licking her pussy just fine.
Ruth moaned a little and twisted her hips up so that Jack's face was pressed tightly between her soft thighs. His tongue was feeding the fire in her already-burning pussy, making it flame up even hotter until she was afraid that her whole body was going to be consumed by the hot, sweeping thrills of passion.
"Aaaagh!" she helped. "Aaaaaaaagh!"
Jack remembered what Gary had said, just in time. He dipped his tongue lower in Ruth's spasming pussy and headed straight for the deep red hole of her cunt, lapping and swallowing her gushing pussycream all the way.
Ruth gave a sharp cry of frustration. She had been almost there and Jack had stopped licking her straining, throbbing clit. She almost wished that he hadn't learned his lesson quite so well from Gary. She was dying for an orgasm, but Jack was following Gary's directions to the letter. He was heading straight toward her flooded pussyhole and the tip of his hot tongue sent even larger thrills through her pussy.
"Ooooooh, yes!" she moaned. "Fuck me with your tongue, honey! Fuck my cunt with your big, hot tongue."
Jack's tongue teased and -rimmed the hole in Ruth's quivering pussy. He did just what Gary said. He -rimmed the gushing hole of her pussymouth with the tip of his tongue and then he jammed his tongue right in, burying it to the root in her flooding cunt.
"Aaaaagh!" Ruth squealed. She was so hot she didn't know what to do. Jack's flying tongue was sending tingles through her whole body and she just couldn't hold still. Her hips wiggled in a circle and she rubbed her naked asscheeks against the rug, feeling the long shag tickle her asshole as she squirmed and rolled.
"Oh, yes!" she moaned again. "Harder, honey! Tongue-fuck me good ... make me come honey, I'm almost there!"
Jack gave another big lunge with his tongue. Then he grinned and pulled his tongue back with a snap. Ruth was ready to come. He could tell. Now he had only one more thing to try and he was going to do that, too.
At first, when Gary had thrust his long tongue in Ruth's quivering asshole, Jack had been shocked. He didn't think he wanted to do that. Now he was beginning to change his mind. He wanted to try all sorts of kinky things with Ruth. He wanted to ream out her asshole with his tongue. He wanted to get his prick all slippery and wet and plunge it into the depths of her hot little shitter. He wanted to try every kinky thing he had ever imagined and he wanted to do them all with Ruth.
"Oooooooh," Ruth moaned, thrusting her quivering asscheeks up toward Jack's face. She knew what he was going to do now. Jack was doing everything just perfect. He licked her pussy just as well as Gary had. She could hardly wait to feel his big tongue in her narrow little shitter. That would really be great.
Jack licked down the crack of Ruth's ass. He spread her quivering asscheeks out with his hands and licked right over the little puckered hole of her bung.
"Push it in!" Ruth gasped. "Come on, honey, don't stop now. I've just got to feel your tongue in my ass!"
Jack groaned. He couldn't wait to try it. He slid his tongue right in the middle of her puckered shitter and started to push.
Jack moaned in surprise. Ruth's asshole fluttered around his tongue, sucking him right in. His tongue was disappearing into her gobbling, sucking asshole and he didn't even have to push it in. Ruth was sucking his tongue right into that hot, narrow channel in her ass.
"Aaaagh!" Ruth moaned. "Put your finger in my cunt, honey. Finger-fuck me at the same time. I can feel it, honey ... I'm going to come! I can feel my pussy starting to come!"
Jack reached down. He found the grasping, spasming hole in her pussy and rammed his finger in, squishing deeply through the hot, shaking flesh of her pussy and sliding right up her trembling, burning pussytunnel.
"Aaaaagh!" Ruth squealed. "That's it, honey ... more! Put another finger in my cunt. I want you to stuff my pussyhole with your fingers."
Jack added a finger to the first that was already plunging and dipping into Ruth's fiery pussyhole. She seemed to like it so much that he added another until he had three fingers, lunging and sliding up her creamy, flooding pussyhole.
"Oooooh, that's perfect honey. Now ... stick your tongue in my asshole again ... make it go hard and fast. If you tongue-fuck my little shitter, my pussy's going to come around your fingers."
Jack reamed Ruth's hot gripping asshole with his wide, hot tongue. He made his tongue go so deep that Ruth writhed and howled in passion. Hot cream gushed from her spasming pussyhole, soaking his fingers with her burning juices.
Suddenly Ruth's body arched. Her little shitter trembled so hotly Jack felt like he was reaming a volcano out with his tongue. He felt Ruth's pussy shudder and wrap itself around his fingers, squeezing and throbbing with the intensity of her orgasm.
"YESSSSSS!" Ruth screeched. "OOOOOOH!" So good! Aaaaaaaaah!"
Jack was so intent on savoring his wife's hot gripping asshole and. her horny, clutching cunt he wasn't even aware that people were moving in the room behind him. He didn't hear the sound of clothes being unbuttoned, unzipped and undone. He didn't notice that Skip and Bobbie crawled closer. He didn't see Robin and Gary circle around on his left, either. He was only aware of Ruth's spasming, watering pussy and the way her tight asshole squeezed around his plunging tongue.
"Ooooooh," Ruth moaned, pushing Jack's head back gently. "That was fantastic, honey. I think you've learned your lesson now. Do you promise not to fuck anyone else unless I'm in on the fun, too?"
"I ... I promise," Jack groaned, shaking his head groggily. He pulled his fingers out of Ruth's tight pussyhole and then he looked around at the other four naked guests, all watching his every move.
"What ... what's this?" he gasped, his mouth dropping open in surprise.
"Ruth invited us over for an orgy and I think the party's just started," Bobbie said, giggling excitedly. "You did such a good job on Ruth's pussy that Robin and I want some too, don't we Robin?"
"We sure do!" Robin chuckled. "You sure learned the right way to lick pussies, Jack. I can hardly wait for you to try mine."
Jack looked at Ruth doubtfully. She flashed him a big smile. She didn't seem surprised at all.
"You ... you mean you'd let met lick Bobbie's pussy?" he gasped, swallowing hard. "And Robin's too?"
"Sure," Ruth giggled. "Just as long as I can watch you and get in on the fun."
"Jesus!" Jack groaned, shaking his head in wonder. "I just don't believe this. It's like a dream come true."