Chapter 4
"Oh, my, no, I couldn't care less," Myrna said, sipping her drink and petting the dog. "You probably think we're strange, but Sam and I have one of the better marriages around. I don't care that he has other women, and he closes his eyes to my dalliance."
The redhead looked at Jennifer pointedly. "I want you to know that I know all about you and Sam at the party at our house, and I couldn't care less. Sam told me all about it and I heartily approve. You're a lovely girl, and I like to see Sam enjoy himself with someone like you."
It was a hot Saturday afternoon and Jennifer was sitting at the Broderick pool drinking cold beer and chatting with Myrna Broderick. Sam sat in the glider next to Myrna, his eyes closed and a newspaper over his face. Harry was out of town and the redhead had invited Jennifer over for the weekend.
Now Jennifer listened as the older woman talked about her marriage. Jennifer felt somewhat uncomfortable when she noticed Myrna's fingers fluttering up and down the inside of Sam's thighs.
This is too much, she thought. Sam had fucked her cunt and ass on more than one occasion, and yet now his wife was sitting here calmly telling her that she didn't care. And she was turning Sam on right in front of her.
Jennifer had been surprised at how lovely Myrna's figure was. She had to be at least thirty-eight or thirty-nine, but she had the body of a much younger woman.
She wore a black string bikini that set off her red hair and blue eyes. Her tits weren't big, but they were well-shaped and firm, just right for her slender body. The brief top of her swim suit barely covered the curve of her titflesh, and her cunt bush peeked sexily out of the tiny crotch.
The paper fell off of Sam's face. He seemed to be oblivious to the conversation, stretched out with his face to the sun, a peaceful expression on his features.
Jennifer did a double-take when Myrna smiled at her and winked, running her fingers over the bulge in Sam's shorts.
"My husband, the stud," she giggled. "Did you know we were childhood sweethearts? Sam was the first boy to get in my pants. I wasn't his first, though, was I honey?" she purred, patting his cock through the material of his shorts.
The brunette found herself getting turned on by the conversation. Since Myrna knew all about Sam and her, there was no longer any reason for pretense. She wondered if Myrna was going to come on to her, and she found herself excited by the prospect. She had no particular desire to make it with another woman, but if invited she'd probably try it. She leaned back on her chaise, no longer uncomfortable when Myrna fondled her husband in front of her. They were all adults, after all.
Glancing over at Sam's crotch, Jennifer saw that the man had a huge hard-on. His fuckpole stood straight out, tenting his shorts in a way that made Myrna giggle.
"He's always ready," she smiled. "I'm a lucky woman. Tell me about Harry. Is he as sexy as he looks?"
Jennifer blanched. She didn't intend to confide in the redhead about her's and Harry's problems. "He's okay," she said.
"Oh, my, don't be so defensive," the redhead hissed. "Your eyes are a dead giveaway. Besides, I can tell things between you and Harry aren't so great. I've seen you two together enough."
Jennifer groaned. "Is it that obvious?"
Myrna put her free hand on the younger woman's hair. "Don't worry, dear. I'm sensitive to those things. No one else would guess."
Jennifer leaned back and relaxed. All the talk about sex and Sam's hard-on were turning her on. She felt her nipples stiffening and her pussy creaming.
"I think I'll take a shower," she said. "It's getting hot out here."
She picked up her robe and walked around the pool to the cabana. Once inside, she stripped and stared at herself in the full length mirror attached to the wall.
She twisted around to study the shape of her ass, cupping her asscheeks and squeezing her firm flesh. Sam had told her she had a great ass. Myrna's was smaller, and Jennifer felt a pang of jealousy. The redhead's slender body wasn't as lush as hers, but it was lovely and sexy in its slimness.
She thought about Harry and wondered what he was doing right now. He didn't often travel on weekends, and she wondered what he was doing for excitement. Were the Brodericks right? Did Harry monkey around on the road? She almost hoped so. At least it would show he had some interest in sex.
She trailed her fingers over her body, running her fingertips over her tits and rib-cage. Her pink nipples puckered into stiff spikes. She scraped a fingernail over each hard nub. She moved a hand down to her cunt mound, gently probing her wet gash. Her juices were flowing and her clit was stiff and throbbing.
She decided to bring herself off just once. She closed her eyes and leaned back against the wall of the cabana. She slid two fingers into the slippery gash between her cuntlips, and slowly eased into the damp channel of her pussy-hole.
The first stretching of her cunt mouth was always delicious. She plunged the fingers in to the last knuckle and gently rocked back and forth. Moaning, she pulled the fingers out and sniffed them. She smiled at her wantonness, and decided not to come just yet.
She walked into the shower stall and in a moment had a cascade of cool water washing over her body. Her hair was combed in one long thick braid down her back, and the water felt lovely running over her head. She reached for the soap and was about to start lathering her cunt bush when the shower door opened and Sam and Myrna squeezed in beside her.
"Oh, Jesus!" she said.
Initially she was shocked. She stared at the couple, eyes wide and mouth open. Then she caught Sam's eye and they both started laughing. In a moment all three of them were giggling, their naked bodies sliding against each other, fondling and squeezing and pinching.
Sam lathered up his hands and rubbed them over Jennifer's tits. He massaged her heaving globes, her big jugs quivering under his fingers. She leaned back against the wall of the shower stall and moaned at the sensations flooding her body.
Her eyes widened when he handed the soap to Myrna. The brunette bit her lip and held her breath. Knees shaking, the younger woman stared at the sexy redhead. For the first time she noticed Myrna's large nippled tits and thick dark crotch hair. The older woman was grinning at her, and Jennifer smiled back.
"I'll wash your back, honey," Myrna purred. "Turn around and let Myrna do you."
As though in a daze, Jennifer turned around and faced the wall. Her tits tingled from Sam's fingers and her clit throbbed with excitement. Breathlessly, she waited for the first touch of Myrna's hands on her back. Instead of washing her back, the redhead pressed up against Jennifer's back and assflesh and whispered in her ear.
"We're going to have such a good time," she purred. "Don't be nervous, honey. You'll love it. You'll see."
"It's just that I've never done anything like this," she whispered.
"Do you want to call it off?"
"No," Jennifer murmured. "No, I want to do it."
Myrna smiled and ran her lips over the brunette's neck. She nibbled and licked the younger woman's ear and licked and lapped down to her titflesh.
Jennifer moaned, crying out when she felt Myrna's hands caressing her plump asscheeks. The redhead squeezed and fondled Jennifer's soft assflesh, her lips pressed against the younger woman's hair.
"Such a lovely ass, my dear," the redhead said. "So firm and smooth. Sam, dear, she's a dream."
She moved one hand inside Jennifer's asscrack, running her fingers down the moist crack, finally grazing the brunette's cunt hair. Jennifer groaned and pushed back, shoving her ass against the redhead's hand.
"Shall I touch you there?" Myrna whispered. "Shall I touch your cunt, dear?"
"Yes!" Jennifer hissed. "Touch me! Oh, God, yes, touch me!"
Slowly and gently the redhead pushed a finger inside the slimy folds of Jennifer's cunt. She found the brunette's pulsating cunthole and slid the finger inside. Jennifer gasped and clamped her cunt muscles around the digit.
Sam leaned against the wall, water cascading over his shoulders, watching his wife caress the younger woman. He pumped his prick, mesmerized by the sight of the two women he'd been intimate with.
Using a corkscrew motion, Myrna was fucking in and out of Jennifer's cunthole. Jennifer twisted and squirmed, gasping for breath.
"I'm coming!" she hissed. "Oh, Jesus, I'm coming!"
"Let it out, baby," Myrna said. "Come! Come! Come!"
Wailing, Jennifer closed her eyes and climaxed on the redhead's hand, slumping against the wall and groaning.
The younger woman shuddered, her body spasming again and again as the redhead pressed against her, licking her neck and ear.
"She's hot as a firecracker," she giggled at Sam. "A real hell-cat!"
She gently turned the younger woman around and purred in her ear. "Such a hot baby," the redhead whispered. "So beautifully responsive."
Jennifer faced her now, blushing at her strong response to the older woman's caresses. She smiled when she saw Sam staring at them, leaning against the wall and beating his meat.
"Oh, Jesus, I'm so embarrassed," the brunette said.
Sam fisted his cockshaft and pointed it in the direction of his wife. Myrna gazed at the big rod and chuckled. "I think that's for me, isn't it, honey? I could use it right about now. I'm turned on. You don't mind if Sam fucks me, do you?" she asked Jennifer.
"No, of course not," Jennifer murmured, but she was jealous. She wouldn't mind having Sam's prick jammed up her cunt right about now. Being finger-fucked by Myrna was nice, but it had only served to make her hot for a cock. Well, she'd just have to be patient. She knew from experience that Sam could get hard again very quickly.
"Fuck me in the ass, lover boy," Myrna purred at Sam. "Lather up my bung and stick it in my shit-tube."
Jennifer couldn't believe her ears. It was one thing for them to be involved in an orgy, if you could call three people an orgy, but quite another thing to engage in what she still considered kinky sex.
When Sam began lathering up Myrna's asshole, the redhead stopped him. "Let Jennie do it," she purred. "I want Jennie to lather up my bung."
The brunette didn't know how to get out of it, so she accepted the bar of soap from Sam's outstretched hand.
She slowly lathered up her hands. She watched as the redhead bent over and offered the younger woman her ass. Her heart pounding with excitement, Jennifer ran her soapy hands over the firm cheeks of Myrna's ass. She cupped the firm flesh in her hands, squeezing and fondling the smooth skin. Finally, the brunette pulled the older woman's asscheeks apart and stared in at the little grommet winking back at her.
Myrna's little asshole was brown and wrinkled and cute. Below it the plump outer folds of Myrna's cunt pouted open. The redhead's cunt was pink and juicy and delicious looking, and Jennifer found herself turned on by the slimy folds of flesh.
She ran her hands lightly over the redhead's cunt meat, finally moving the ball of her thumb over the older woman's shitter. No longer nervous, but incredibly excited, the brunette pushed her thumb inside the ring of muscle.
Myrna squealed and pushed back at Jennifer's hand. "That's good, Jennie!" she giggled. "She catches on quick, honey," she smiled at Sam.
Jennifer beamed at the compliment, glancing at Sam and enjoying the lust on his face. She looked down at the hang of Myrna's tits and she couldn't resist running her fingers over the redhead's big stiff nipples.
"Stick a finger in my cunt!" the redhead hissed.
"What about Sam?" Jennifer said.
"Sam can wait, can't you honey?"
Sam nodded, and Jennifer immediately drilled two fingers inside Myrna's cunthole. Then on second thought, she plunged in a third, until she had three fingers reaming Myrna's fuckhole.
"Fuck me with your fingers," Myrna gurgled. "Give it to me, honey!"
Jennifer looked at Sam for permission. Again he nodded, a look of lust on his face. Turning back to the redhead, the younger woman began fingering her cunt and ass, holding the writhing woman like a bowling ball.
She kept her fingers stiff and pumped them in and out of Myrna's asshole and cunthole. She twisted the fingers around at the end of each stroke, gasping for breath and moving her free hand down to her own cunt and rubbing her clit.
"Don't stop!" the redhead wailed. "I'm almost there! Oh, Jesus, I'm coming! I'm coming! I'm commminnnngggg!"
Her mouth slack and her hips gyrating, the redhead shuddered and climaxed, cunt juice pouring out over Jennifer's hand.
The brunette didn't stop fingering the older woman's cunt and ass. She brought her down gradually, finally sliding her fingers out of the woman's spasming holes. Myrna moaned and leaned against the younger woman's body, nuzzling against her neck.
Without thinking, Jennifer ran her hands over the redhead's slim curves. She caressed and fondled the older woman's assflesh, and then she whispered in her ear.
"Sam must feel left out," she purred. "Maybe we should go in the house so he can fuck your ass."
Myrna looked up and glanced at Sam. "We've got a bed here in the cabana. Do you feel neglected, sweetie?" she mewled. She reached over to fondle his balls. "Mmmmm, nice and full. Well, we'll just take care of that."
They got out of the shower. Jennifer laughed when Sam flipped open the sofa to reveal a queen-sized bed. All three of them scrambled onto the mattress and Myrna promptly clamped her mouth over Sam's cock. With a grunt, he pumped his prick at her face and then pulled out, telling her to get on her hands and knees.
"Grease me up, hon," she trilled, on all fours now, her hips swaying and her asscheeks jiggling.
"Here," Sam said, handing the jar of vaseline to Jennifer. "We don't want Jennie to feel left out."
In a moment Jennifer was greasing up Myrna's tight little brownie and forgetting about all her past inhibitions. She loved the feel of the redhead's shit-tube on her finger. It was exciting to touch another woman in all her intimate places. She looked at the tight little shitter, amazed that the little bung would be able to take Sam's cock.
She glanced over at Sam. He had greased up his fuckpole and looked ready to go. She took her hands away from Myrna's crapper and fingered Sam's bloated cockhead. She squeezed a gob of fuckjuice out of the tiny slit and brought it up to her lips. She loved the taste of his fuck oil. She liked the lewdness of sucking it off her fingers as he watched. She wished it were she bent over on all fours on the bed about to be ass-fucked by Sam's poker-stiff fuck-tube.
He gently moved her hand away from his fuck meat and positioned his cockhead at the entrance to his wife's shit-tube. "Open up, baby," he chuckled. "Daddy's here."
Fascinated, Jennifer watched the couple on the bed. She stared transfixed as Myrna's puckered little asshole opened up like a flower to accommodate Sam's fuckpole. His big, dripping cockhead pressed against the little bung and suddenly it popped inside. He gripped her hips with his hands, pulling out just slightly and then pushing in again, this time sinking his cockshaft all the way inside her shit-tube.
Myrna groaned, tossing her head back and forth and crying out for him to fuck her brains out. He pulled out slowly, and then pushed back inside, stroking in and out now with ease.
Jennifer could see Myrna's shit-tunnel suck at his cockshaft with each stroke. She was totally turned on by the sight of Sam's big prick reaming his wife's shitter. She moved a hand down to her cunt and began rubbing her clit to the same tempo as Sam's cock pumping in and out of Myrna's asshole.
When Sam threw his head back and emptied his balls into his wife's shitter, Myrna climaxed along with him and Jennifer managed to squeeze an orgasm out, too.
Later, sitting in the den in the house, they drank coffee and chatted as if what had just happened was the most natural thing in the world. Jennifer didn't think anything of it when Sam excused himself and said he had a business appointment downtown. She felt mellow and relaxed, and anxious for anything that might happen.
Right now Myrna was sitting on a lounge chair with one foot up and her cunt completely exposed. Jennifer couldn't help but stare at the redhead's matted cunt hair and wet mushy-looking cuntlips. She realized for the first time that Myrna trimmed her cunt hair into a neat little triangle. She wondered how her own cunt bush would look trimmed and shaped.
Myrna noticed that Jennifer was staring at her cunt, and she smiled. She didn't put her foot down, but moved her legs farther apart to give the brunette a better look at her cunt flesh. Then the older woman chuckled and boldly pried her cuntlips open with her fingers.
Jennifer's heart pounded. There was no doubt about what the redhead had in mind. The brunette couldn't help smiling. Her life had changed so much in the past few weeks. A month ago she'd have been shocked at the sight of another woman's pussy lewdly exposed like this. Now instead of being shocked she got up from her chair and crouched down in front of the older woman's crotch.
Myrna shifted her cunt mound around and pushed it toward the younger woman's mouth. Jennifer had never been this close to another woman's pussy before. The lush ripe flesh overwhelmed her senses. The redhead's cunt meat glistened with cunt juice and her little clit popped up hard and throbbing like a little nipple. The brunette had an urge to suck the redhead's cunt meat, but instead she touched the older woman's cunthole with a fingertip. Then with a little cry, the brunette moved a juice-drenched finger up to her mouth and sucked in Myrna's cuntjuice.
"Oh, baby," Myrna hissed. "That really turns me on!"
Jennifer ran her fingers over the redhead's cunt flesh. She rubbed the older woman's quivering clit with one finger and her pulpy inner cuntlips with another.
Myrna was moaning softly now, her face flushed and her breathing heavy. She looked at Jennifer through lidded eyes, pumping her pussy at the younger woman's hand.
Jennifer ran one wet finger over the redhead's asshole. Myrna shuddered and Jennifer mewled. She continued rubbing the older woman's asshole with a circular motion while Myrna writhed on the chair. Then the brunette slowly extended her tongue and began licking the redhead's cuntmeat.
She took to it like a duck to water. She licked her tongue over the patch of skin between cunthole and asshole. She tickled the sensitive area with her tongue-tip, instinctively knowing where to lick and suck and rub. She was a woman, wasn't she? She knew what felt good.
She ran her tongue over Myrna's inner thighs, loving the taste and feel of the older woman's firm flesh. She ran her tongue back to the redhead's cunt and zeroed in on the older woman's gaping wet cunthole. She dragged her tongue up to the redhead's clit and flicked it back and forth over the little bean. At the first touch of her tongue on the quivering bean, Myrna shivered and cried out.
Her own clit throbbing, Jennifer closed her lips over the pulsing red bean and sucked it between her teeth. Myrna gasped and wailed as Jennifer began a rhythmic suction of the inflamed little nub.
Myrna raised her ass up in the air and wailed out her ecstasy. Shuddering through a series of spasms, her head flung back, she rubbed her cunt meat on Jennifer's mouth and convulsed in a gut-wrenching orgasm.