Chapter 7
Jennifer was happy when Cal Harding finally called.
"This is living," he said, stretched out in Jennifer and Harry's bed.
"Why didn't you call sooner?"
"I wanted to, baby, but I've been so fucking busy. And Marcia's had an eye on me, too."
Marcia was his wife. Jennifer nodded. She understood about spouses. Harry had been looking at her rather strangely lately, too.
"I don't know if it's such a good idea for your friend to come here," she said.
Cal had suggested a friend of his join them for the afternoon, and although her initial response had been to say no, he convinced her to agree.
"You're too nervous, honey," he said, flicking one long pink nipple and massaging her titflesh. "It'll be a ball. You told me you like getting it in the back door and front door at the same time."
Jennifer blushed. She was sorry she had told Cal so much about her recent escapades. But she had, so it was too late to turn back. She'd told him all about the wild party, and without mentioning names, the afternoon with Sam and Myrna Broderick. Harry was out of town again, and it seemed to be a good time to have Cal and his friend at the house.
"What's your friend's name?" she said.
"Roger Norris."
"What time did you tell him to get here?"
"Two o'clock."
"Then we have time to fuck."
He chuckled, lazily turning to face her. "You sure are a hot little number, Jen."
"Touch my cunt," she purred, shifting her body around and opening her legs.
He moved a hand between her thighs, rubbing a finger over her cunt-bush. She pulled her knees up and opened her thighs wide to give him plenty of room. He used two fingers to open her cuntlips and rubbed the digits in her slippery wet cuntflesh. He used his other hand to caress her body, finally closing it over one big tit.
She moaned when he squeezed the big jug until the nipple stuck out between his fingers. One hand on her tingling nipple, he used the other to rub her quivering clit.
"Feel good?" he said.
"Oh, yes," she murmured.
"Don't get too comfortable," he chucked, looking down at his cock. "Get your hands on my prick."
Reaching down, she took hold of his stiff rod and began to lightly squeeze his thick cockshaft. She moved his cockskin up and down a few times, gazing at the milky-white drop of cream brimming in his pisshole.
"Suck it," he said, grabbing her head and pulling her down to his crotch. "I've been dreaming about that mouth wrapped around my dick."
Jennifer climbed onto her knees and began licking his velvet-skinned cockhead. She ran her tongue slowly up and down his blue-veined cockshaft, at intervals sucking gently at his oozing slit. She drank up his frothy fuck-cream and licked and lapped his pulsing knob.
"Oh, shit, I think I'm gonna come," he said.
She straightened up, pulling her mouth off his prick. "Not yet," she said, her eyes glittering. "I'd like to see you jerk off. Come on, jerk off for me."
"Are you crazy?"
"No, come on, I've never seen a man jerk off. Come on, do it for me! See, I do it in front of you!"
She rubbed her gaping red cuntmeat and smiled at him teasingly.
"You're a trip!" he groaned, moving his hand to his cock.
She continued toying with her cunt, moving one hand to her tits and fingering her jiggling globes. She watched him, fascinated, as he closed his fist around the thick shaft of his cock and began slowly pumping his meat. Hissing with pleasure, she urged him on.
"Jesus, I like it!" she hissed. "Don't come, though. I don't want you to come yet. I want to suck you off, so just go easy."
He closed his eyes and turned away from her, as though unaware of her presence. He moved his hand up and down on his cock, fondling his dick-meat, a look of intense pleasure on his face.
Jennifer loved it. She moved her hand from her cunt down to his balls and began caressing the little eggs. When he looked like he might blast off, she put her hand on his and stopped him.
"Let me," she purred, leaning forward and putting her lips on his cockhead.
This time she sucked his spongy knob inside her mouth and swirled her tongue over the oozing slit. She suctioned the entire bulb between her lips and bathed it in a warm pool of saliva.
He groaned, bucking his hips and tangling his fingers in her hair, pulling her more firmly against his cock.
When he started riding to an orgasm, she stopped sucking and held his pulsating knob in her mouth without moving. When he relaxed, she once more engulfed his prick, this time taking in some of his thick shaft.
She slid the wet ring of her lips halfway down his cockshaft, and then abruptly took the whole thing into her throat until his cockhead hit her vocal chords. Then she began swallowing. She opened her throat and pulled on his cockhead to get him all the way down. She'd learned a lot about cocksucking lately, and was able to take it all without once gagging.
Stuffed with cockmeat, Jennifer gasped for breath through her nose. She was thrilled that she was able to take his long thick prick all the way down her throat.
She held his snake-like prick in the cavern of her gullet, her luscious mouth stretched wide over his prong. Each time she swallowed her throat muscles pulled on his cockmeat and his crotch hair tickled her lips. She mewled and purred with lust, excited by the fact that she had every inch of his cock tickling her tonsils.
Slowly pulling back, his fat cockhead slid out of her throat. Her eyes glittered and saliva ran out of the corners of her mouth. She stared at his glistening cockshaft, finding it hard to believe the huge slab of male-meat had been stuffed into her mouth.
Purring with lust, she swooped down on him again, this time fucking his cock with her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down, sliding her lips over his rigid cockshaft. She fucked his prick steadily with her hungry mouth and lips and teeth, her cheeks suctioned in as she slurped and sucked on his cock.
Cal grabbed her head and began fucking her face. He groaned, moving his prick in and out of her mouth, eyes closed and breathing ragged.
Jennifer felt his balls jump against her chin. She moved a hand to his ball-sac and caressed the bloated nuts. His eggs were full and she knew he was about to come.
Deliberately pulling her mouth off his cockhead, she closed her fist around his cockshaft and began pumping his throbbing cylinder of meat.
He humped up off the bed and in a moment she had a blast of jism shooting onto her face. She clamped her mouth down on his exploding cockhead, gulping down the streams and streams of cock-cream. His fuck oil exploded against her tongue and teeth and palate, and she swallowed it all, loving the taste and feel of his ropy cream.
At the end she crossed her legs tightly and shuddered through the exquisite sensations of her own orgasm. Pulling her mouth off his cock, she rolled over onto her back.
At exactly two-oclock, the doorbell rang.
Cal's friend was tall and thin and smoked a pipe. He had intelligent eyes.
Jennifer and Cal had gotten dressed, and now the three of them were sitting in the Parker living room sipping white wine and discussing a book they'd all recently read.
Roger seemed a little shy, and Jennifer found that appealing. Nowadays most men were so bold. She caught him staring at her now, and he looked away, blushing.
His shyness made her more confident. She had been somewhat nervous about fucking two men in her own house, one of them a total stranger, but now that she'd met him she felt more in control of things.
She went to the kitchen to refill their glasses. She'd hardly been there a moment when Cal walked in and put his arms around her.
"What do you think, baby? Nice guy, huh?"
She shrugged. "He seems okay."
She walked down the hall to the master bedroom, Cal on her heels. She put some fresh lip gloss on, and then giggling, got down on her knees and unzipped Cal's fly.
"Oh, shit, you can't get enough, can you?" he chuckled.
Licking her lips, Jennifer scooped out his stiffening cock and clamped her mouth over his bulbous cockhead. She began sucking and licking his juicy knob, while Cal groaned and bucked his ass at her face.
He clamped his fingers around her head and began driving his prick vigorously in and out of her mouth. Gurgling with lust, she pulled away and looked up at him. Her eyes widened when she saw Roger walk into the room.
"Did you forget about me?" He smiled.
"Shit, no," Cal snickered. "Join the party."
He pulled Jennifer's mouth back over his cock and the brunette began sucking him with gusto. Roger's eyes were glued to her mouth as it slid up and down his friend's fuckpole. He stood rooted to the floor, his mouth open and his eyes glittering.
Jennifer finally pulled her mouth off Cal's cock and casually turned to face Roger. She extended a hand and invited him over. He moved quickly across the room and stood next to her. The brunette reached up to unbuckle his belt and began to unzip his fly.
He took over what she started, and in a minute his pants and shorts were peeled down to his knees and then off his feet. He stood there wearing only a shirt and tie. Jennifer giggled. He looked cute like that, half undressed, with his long thin cock swaying in the breeze.
He had a mushroom-shaped cockhead and a blue-veined cockshaft. She pulled him closer and ran her fingers lightly up and down his shaft. She squeezed his cockshaft and he moaned, closing his eyes. She caressed his balls and ran her hand lightly over one ass cheek.
Cal moved aside and sat down on the edge of the bed to watch. Jennifer fondled and squeezed Roger's bloated balls. She formed her lips into a ring and moved close to his prick, taking the entire length of his cock into her mouth.
Roger grunted as the grip of her mouth moved up and down on his fuck-pole. She purred as she smelled his male-aroma. She decided that all men had their own distinctive male aroma.
She concentrated on his cock, licking her tongue over his pulsating knob and suctioning his fuckpole into the ring of her lips. He tangled his fingers in her hair and gently fucked his cock at her face.
He had a sweet touch, not quite as rough as Cal. He ran his fingertips over her cheeks and throat and hair. Moaning deep in his throat, his cock suddenly erupted and a load of jism boiled up from his balls.
In a moment soupy thick fuck oil was exploding down her throat. She drank it up and sucked him dry, reveling in the taste and smell and feel of his syrupy cream.
She swallowed and gulped and swallowed again, licking up every drop and holding tight to his fuckpole. He finally had to pull his prick out of her mouth.
He leaned back against the bed, his eyes closed and his cock limp and long against his leg. She moved over and gave him one final swipe of her tongue. He groaned and chuckled, opening his eyes and smiling at her admiringly.
She ran her tongue over her lips and wiped up every trace of jism clinging to them. She smiled up at him from the floor, her eyes teasing.
"How long have you been saving up that load?" she giggled.
He blushed. "Well, it's been a while."
"Did you like the way I sucked you off?" she asked.
Roger looked at Cal and the other man chuckled. "She's very open and honest. She really wants to know if you liked it. She's a great chick, huh?"
"Shit, yeah!"
He turned to Jennifer. "It's the best blow-job I ever had."
She smiled. "That's a lovely compliment."
Moving over to Cal, Jennifer tugged at his pants until he got the hint. He pushed them off his legs, and in a moment, he, too, was naked from the waist down.
The brunette began fondling his cock and balls, still chatting with Roger about the blow-job she'd just given him.
"All women are the same, aren't they?" she said.
"Shit, no," he said. "Some women don't like it at all. It's wonderful to find a woman who really loves cock."
"Get your clothes off, Jen," Cal said. "It's time Roger got a look at that gorgeous body of yours. I've told him you have the best tits in town."
She rose up from the floor and slowly removed her blouse and bra. She deliberately jiggled her tits and flicked her nipples in Roger's face. She smiled when she saw his cock begin to harden again.
When she had the rest of her clothes off, she stood in front of the two men with her legs wide apart and her fingers playing with her cuntmeat.
She told them to get the rest of their clothes off, and they quickly obeyed. When they were all naked, she scrambled onto the bed with the two men, and in a moment she was squatting over Roger and riding his cock.
"Your cock feels so lovely in my cunt!" she squealed, bouncing up and down on his ramrod-stiff poker.
She fucked away at his long stiff prick, squirming her hips and gyrating her ass with abandon. She was thrilled at how uninhibited she'd become. God, if only Harry could see me now! she thought.
She realized that Cal was watching her from the edge of the bed as her ass moved up and down on his friend's prick. She knew that eventually they'd both fuck her at the same time. She wondered which one would plug her ass and which would plug her cunt. She didn't care, as long as she had both holes stuffed with their turgid meat.
She squealed when she felt Cal's fingers on her asscheeks. She shivered with excitement when he gripped her firmly by the hips. He moved up behind her and in a moment she felt his belly press against her ass.
Frantically bouncing up and down on Roger's prick, driving it deep inside her cunt-channel, she pulled out until only his cockhead was inside the wet cave of her cunt.
Her bouncing tits grazed his face when she leaned forward, her nipples tickling his nose and cheeks and chin. She knew that this position would give Cal plenty of room to get at her asshole.
Sure enough in a moment she felt Cal's cockhead pressing at the ring of her shitter. Her hungry cunt clutching Roger's fuckpole, she held her breath and waited for the first stabbing of Cal's cock inside her puckered shit-tube.
Roger bucked his ass up off the bed, fucking his cock into her grasping cunthole. Cal relentlessly pressed his cockhead against her asshole as she bobbed wildly up and down on his friend's prick.
Her tits bounced wildly around as she fucked up and down like a well-oiled fuck-machine. She cried out when Cal's cockhead popped inside her asshole and slid up her shitchute.
She had two cocks in her now, one all the way up her pussy, and the other slithering up her asshole. She was sandwiched between two male bodies and she was in heaven.
She no longer thought about Harry or her marriage. All she thought about was the male meat stuffing her holes. When she felt Roger slowly pull his prick part way out of her shitter, she felt as though she were shitting a brick.
She shuddered with pleasure as he slid his cockshaft out of her shit-tube until only his cockhead remained inside the ring of her bung. She sat still now, Roger's prick all the way up her cunt-channel. Her cuntlips mashed down on his crotch hair.
His cockshaft rasped against her clit, flooding her crotch with delicious sensations. When Cal pushed his prick back inside her shitter, she moved up off of Roger's prick until only his cockhead was inside her cunthole. She bounced in tandem between the two thrusting pricks, moaning with delirium at the sensations flooding her body.
She slid slowly and sensuously down on Roger's prick, taking him all the way up her gash as Cal's cock came out of her asshole. She felt like a giant hole, screaming to be filled with hard male meat.
She moved faster now, picking up steam and slamming her ass up and down between the two stiff fuckpoles. Hot waves of pleasure engulfed her, warming her tits and surging through every nerve ending in her body.
She cried out, wailing and sobbing, her cunt spasming on Roger's prick and her ass muscles clamping down on Cal's thrusting cock.
She convulsed in one orgasm after the other. The men didn't come yet. They both pulled their cocks halfway out of her holes and then abruptly impaled her at the same moment. She found herself suddenly slammed between their two fuckpoles, skewered like a slab of meat on a spit.
They fucked her in perfect harmony. They reamed her out as she crooned with joy and began pulling up to another climax.
Roger came first, his cock spurting jism like a geyser, flooding her cunt with thick foamy cock-cream. Cal exploded next, blasting a load of fuck oil into her shitter. The two loads of hot lava sent her over the brink into another spasm of pleasure.