Chapter 6
"Christ," Dennis Harper groaned, as he entered the den and dropped onto the couch. "Gloria, that was the best lamb I ever tasted."
"It was great, Gloria," Mabel responded. "I wish I could cook like that, but I can hardly boil water."
"You're sure as hell right about that," Dennis tossed at his wife.
"Oh shut up," the embarrassed young brunette spat at her young husband.
"All right ... all right, you two," Martin wheedled. "Don't get so uptight. Cooking isn't everything." He turned to Mabel. "Hey, you can help me with the after-dinner drinks."
With a defiant toss of her head, the young girl got up and followed Martin to the bar.
"Dennis, you should be more patient with Mabel," Gloria said as she sat down on the sofa beside the young husband. "She's young and sensitive."
"I'm sorry, Gloria, but goddamnit, she really gives me a bad time. I love her and all she does is make me feel like a country bumpkin." The young man stared across the room at his beautiful brunette wife as she stood staring up into Martin's face while he filled the liqueur glasses with cognac. "I'm afraid she doesn't love me."
"Don't be silly. She wouldn't have married you if she didn't."
"I don't know. Sometimes I think she only wants one thing...." Dennis sighed.
"What's that?" Gloria encouraged him to talk about it.
Just at that moment, Martin and Mabel came over to the sofa, each with two glasses in their hands. Mabel handed the glass to her young husband, and quipped drunkenly, "What are you talking about? Telling good old Gloria about my sexual depravity?"
"What's this thing about sex?" Martin asked, handing Gloria the brandy and sliding his free hand around the petite younger wife's tiny waist.
"It's nothing, darling," Gloria interrupted. "Dennis and I were just discussing what is normal, and what is perversion."
"Is there such a thing as perversion?" the older husband asked.
"Of course there is," Dennis snapped. "This so-called sexual liberation is just an excuse to try and make depraved people normal."
"I wonder if that's true, Dennis," Martin said, suddenly realizing that he almost wished that he still felt the same way the younger husband did.
"Look, Dennis, in my opinion, sexual liberation is to learn about and accept all the wonderful things about lovemaking." Gloria put her hand reassuringly on the young husband's knee and patted it, as she continued. "What do you think of swapping?"
"I think it's an easy way for husbands and wives to play around, and not have to answer for their depravity."
"Wait a minute," Mabel said, "if it's 'depraved' to fuck a woman other than your wife, then it's depraved to fuck anyone ... even your wife."
"Damnit, Mabel, you know how I feel about that. If you wanted to join orgies, then why did you marry me?"
"I don't want to do that ... I only want to do it with you...." The young wife was about to break into tears; her intake of alcohol had made her feel dizzy and a little sad.
Both the Harpers had drunk more than their quota, but they didn't want to appear too young. They had emptied every glass that Martin had put in front of them ... three martinis before dinner, something they never drank ... four glasses of a heady burgundy during dinner, which they seldom drank ... and now they were sipping glasses of cognac.
It had affected Dennis more than his wife, and he'd already begun to slur his words. When he started to stand up, he fell drunkenly back on the sofa. Gloria steadied him and added, "I think if Dennis doesn't want to make love to anyone but Mabel we should respect him for it."
When the younger husband sloppily kissed Gloria on the cheek and said, "Thanks, Gloria, I wish Mabel was more like you," Martin and Gloria nodded to each other, and they both knew it could be done. Mabel, especially, was ready for another man, and Dennis was so unsure of himself that he didn't know what he wanted.
"Come on, baby," Martin whispered to his young brunette neighbor. "Let's get some dance music on the stereo."
"Great ... I love to dance." The young wife began to rock around the room, swirling and jerking in a drunkenly lewd manner. She stood close to Martin while he found a record they both liked and then placed it on the turntable.
Together they moved out to the middle of the floor and began to sway in time to the music. Martin had put on a slow tune so he could dance close, and now, he took the young sensual woman in his arms and pressed his already excited body into her clinging warmth.
She was wearing a dress that had a very revealing bodice, and when he looked down, he could see that one thing she was not wearing was a brassiere-her fleshy, youthful breasts were almost falling out of the neckline. Abruptly, he could feel his cock beginning to harden and he grinned, knowing that she couldn't help but feel it also.
Mabel giggled when she felt his erection pulsating against her lower belly, for her own loins had begun to tingle in lewd excitement. Oh damn, the young wife thought, I sure would like to fuck with this stud ... ooohhhhhh ... I can almost feel his long, hard cock ramming into me.
The voraciously man-hungry brunette pressed herself tighter against Martin, rubbing her protruding vaginal mound into his painfully throbbing penis, causing inarticulate moans of lust to escape his suddenly dry throat. He was just thinking about kissing her on the neck when he heard Dennis and Gloria getting up to dance.
"Mabel, you're drunk ... don't dance so close to Martin," Dennis Harper warned his wife.
"Who's drunk? You bastard! If I'd needed a father, I'd never have married you ... I'd have stayed home with Daddy," she snapped as she reached up and pulled the older man's head down and kissed him full on the lips. "So there!"
Martin and Gloria both laughed as if it was a big joke. Gloria put her arms around the young husband's neck and kissed him, and then turning to the other clinched couple, she said, "If they can do it, so can we."
And then the seductive redhead pressed her body tightly against the trembling young husband and began to rock and sway in time to the music. She was actually shocked when she felt his youthful penis begin to crawl immediately into erection. Wow, she thought, so soon? What's Mabel complaining about?
Rather than give him time to think, Gloria placed her mouth on Dennis's neck and began to nibble with her wetly heated lips. She used her tongue to trace moist, lewd circles in his ear, and then whispered, "Think Mabel saw that?"
"Shit," he said, and then he gained control of his lust-excited brain, and added, "I ... I hope not."
"Why?" Gloria whispered, "Look at her, she's letting Martin put his hand up under her skirt."
The young husband stiffened in the older woman's arms and hissed under his breath, "She's nothing but a little bitch."
And then, Gloria was left standing in the middle of the room as Dennis turned to pick up his glass of cognac and downed the strong liqueur. He stood staring at his young wife for a minute, and then as Gloria came toward him, he stepped to the bar and filled his glass again.
"I'd like some more too, Dennis," she said, as she pressed her ripely inviting body against him.
The younger neighbor husband filled her glass and together they sat on the couch, sipping the amber liquid while Dennis glared angrily at the dancing couple.
Shit, Gloria thought, they're putting it on a little thick. If I didn't know what was going on, I'd sure as hell be jealous, too. Maybe I am, anyway!
Meanwhile, on the dance floor, her husband was carried away on a stream of adulterous excitement. He was about to go out of his mind with the knowledge that if the little brunette kept rubbing the head of his cock with her grinding little cunt, he was going to cum in his pants. Hell, she sure knew how to turn a man on, he thought. Her firmly up-thrust breasts were pressed into his chest and her left hand was caressing his buttocks as they danced.
When Mabel spread her legs wide to give him even greater access to her hungering flesh, he became braver. Slowly he slid his left hand around from her fleshy hip to her thigh, and without hesitation, hooked his finger up under the tight elastic leg back of her little bikini panties.
He slowly inserted his outstretched middle finger into the wetly heated flesh of her vaginal slit, never missing a single dance step. The shock of her trembling pussy flesh almost blew the head off his painfully throbbing cock, though. Oh fuck, man, I gotta get away from this broad or be in real trouble. All I want is to throw her down on the floor and fuck the shit out of her. And if I do that, old Dennis is going to try to kill us both!
"Mmmmmmmmm," Mabel moaned in desperate hunger as she felt her slick vaginal secretions flowing down the inside of her thigh around her handsome neighbor's lewdly inserted finger. She thrust her loins out to meet the invading finger and silently pleaded for more. Her drunken brain reeled, and she was now totally unaware of her husband's presence. Suddenly she felt the older man remove his hand and push her shamelessly aroused body away from him.
"Why did you do that?" she asked, staring with glazed eyes.
"You hot little bitch," he whispered. "I'll gladly screw you, but not standing up."
With trembling hands, Martin filled his liqueur glass and then asked, "Want some more?"
"Yeessss, lover," she slurred, staggering from the alcohol as she tried to walk toward him.
Together they went to the couch and stood in front of Gloria and the glowering Dennis Harper. Grinning up at them, Gloria asked, "Well, did you two orgasm, or was that just a little foreplay?"
Mabel giggled drunkenly, "He stopped too soon!"
"Would you excuse me?" Martin asked as he headed for the open door of the den.
"Where are you going, lover?" the young brunette teased.
"Gotta find a sandbox," he grinned.
"Me, too. Can I come with you?"
Certainly. I'll show you where the little girl's room is."
Martin and Mabel stepped into the hallway, arms around each other, their heads together intimately as the young wife staggered beside him.
Dennis sat on the sofa glaring after his wife, but when he tried to stand to follow her, he felt his head swirling and almost fell from the dizzying effect. "Wow, Gloria, I've had too much to drink."
"Aw, come on, honey, you've only had a couple. You don't look very drunk to me," Martin's wife wheedled. "Have another."
"Okay, one more," he grinned drunkenly, as he laid his head back on the sofa and stared at the older woman's voluptuous body, her short miniskirt barely covering her smoothly rounded asscheeks.
While Gloria was getting another cognac for Dennis, her husband was standing in the bathroom of their bedroom staring at the young brunette neighbor wife as she sat on the toilet, "You'd better hurry, or I'll wet the floor," he grinned.
"All right, you can have it now," she giggled as she watched him unzip his pants and whistled in admiration as his erection popped out.
She stood up and just as the young brunette was pulling her little white panties up the naked flesh of her thighs she felt Martin standing behind her, pressing his naked penis into her warm pulsating crevice. She bent forward and placed her hands on the top of the sink, her head reeling from the effects of the alcohol, and moaned as she felt him sliding his long, hard cock back and forth in her moistly heated vaginal slit. "Oh ... Martin, fuck me. I need it so badly. Please!" She wiggled her naked young asscheeks back at him, spreading her feet as wide as possible with her panties around her knees.
"You wait until I'm through there, and I'll do just that," he whispered as he pulled away from the lust-provoking feel of her fevered cunt flesh.
Mabel dropped her bikini panties and stepped out of them, leaving a rumpled pile on the bathroom floor. She stood swaying drunkenly while waiting for the older man, all the while staring in undisguised hunger at his desire-swollen rod of flesh. The young girl could feel her vagina clasping and unclasping in anxious need. She had to have that massively thickened penis up inside her cock-starved cunt. She had to ... she was burning up.
Martin turned and stared at the crumpled white nylon on the bathroom tile and, grinning, he dropped his own trousers, leaving them on top of her bikini panties. Then, he slid his jockey shorts down his long muscular legs, and they fell on top of the obscene pile.
Then, as he began removing his knit shirt, he saw that Mable's eyes were glued to his long, hard cock standing up at an angle from his loins. When he bent down to remove his shoes, the brunette wife jerked into action, and with one smooth motion, she ripped her dress up over her head and tossed it aside as though it were a rug. She stepped out of her thong sandals and stood transfixed as Martin took her by the aim and then led her to the huge bed in the adjoining room.
The older man and his neighbor's naked young wife fell across the bed, kissing hungrily, passionately, not even taking time to remove the satin bedspread.
"Ooooooohhhhhh," Mabel moaned, returning his kiss greedily, sparring with his probing tongue.
Martin's hands were moving over every part of the girl's sensually quivering body. Oh shit, he thought, I'm too excited. Slow down, old boy ... cool it. Slowly he pulled his mouth away from her lips and stared down into her lust-contorted face. Already her hips were undulating impatiently on the bed, and he could feel the trembling urgency in her love-starved body. She was acting like she hadn't had a good fuck for a year. "Hey, baby, you're really something," he groaned, his painfully throbbing penis pressed into the warm hairless flesh of her inner thigh.
"Oh God ... ooohhhhhh," she moaned incoherently. "Oh yes ... yesssss...."
Quickly, the older husband moved his saliva-filled mouth downward toward the firmly ripened breasts of the moaning brunette. He ovaled his hungry mouth around each of her tiny erect nipples in turn, and encouraged by her lust-provoked moans, began to suck voraciously. He moved from one luscious mound of soft warm flesh to the other, sucking and kneading, causing the young girl's nakedly writhing body to go into an even greater frenzy.
Slowly, he slid his right hand down over her passion-taut belly and then to the sparsely curling pussy hair up between her thighs. Using his outstretched middle finger to part her wetly throbbing cuntlips, he felt the warm outpouring of her slick vaginal secretions, and it was only then that he realized the full extent of her desire. Mabel's body was silently begging to be fucked ... she needed fucking more than any woman he had ever known.
"Ooooohhhhh ... aaaggggghhhhh...." Mabel groaned in delight as she felt his middle finger massaging the hardened bud of her erect little clitoris. "Oh fuck ... fuck me. Martin, fuck me! Now...." The pleasurable sensations had completely overpowered her, and the erotic thrill surging through her quivering body was creating a whirlpool that threatened to suck all of her reasoning down into the whirling maelstrom of lust.
Martin wormed his outstretched middle finger deep into her wetly clasping pussy, and began gently fucking in and out of her heated flesh while his thumb and forefinger teased her vibrating clitoris. The hopelessly aroused young wife was jerking her pelvis up against the invading finger in complete abandonment now, moaning in uncontrollable lust as surge after surge of wild, wanton excitement rippled outward from her loins.
Martin felt her hungry lunges upward, and he could hardly keep his body under control ... but he had to give Gloria a chance to get this little girl's husband interested in her. But, right at the moment, it was all he could do to keep from ramming his long, hard cock into the tender pulsing flesh up between this hot little bitch's lewdly spread thighs. His outstretched finger thrust harder and harder into the tight mouth of her wildly writhing cunt, while he rolled the nub of her clitoris into mind-blowing hardness between his thumb and forefinger. At the same time, his hungering mouth was glued to the warm, succulent flesh of her breasts.
"Oooohhhhhh...." she moaned continuously, her lust-swollen cunt feeling as if it was on fire. "Oh, Martin. Please! Don't make me wait any longer. You've got to fuck me!"
He listened, not really believing it could be so easy. Jesus! She was one frantic little pussy, bouncing up and down like a maniac. Well, here's hoping Gloria's ready, he thought. I can't wait any longer ... I have to fuck her or cum on the bed....
Using his knees to lever her impatiently trembling thighs apart, he knelt between her widespread legs, and without hesitation, aimed his lust-swollen cockhead at her moistly quivering pussy. Her naked body jerked in excitement as his heated male flesh touched the sensitive lips of her hair-lined pink cunt. Guiding his thick, rigid penis to her wetly gasping vaginal opening, Martin thrust forward, forcing the angry red tip of his rock-hard flesh through her outer pussy lips.
"Aaaagggghhhh ... oohhhhhhhhhh...." she moaned. "Soooooooo big!"
Martin felt the tight pulsating lining of her cunt passage nibbling at his overexcited cock-tip, and, with a low groan of hunger and pleasure, he thrust his hips forward, feeling his hardened thickness sliding down through her wetly clasping warmth until his sperm-filled balls slammed into the narrow naked crease of her asscheeks.
At the sound of her loud moans, Martin held his wildly throbbing cock motionless, knowing it completely filled her wide-stretched cunt passage. He could feel her soft moistened flesh ensheathing his throbbing penis like a velvet glove. Jesus God, he thought, is she tight ... the tightest little cunt!
"Feel good?" he asked, his voice hoarse with lust.
"Ooohhhhhh yes ... yeesssss...." she mumbled mindlessly, her eyes unseeing as she stared up into his face.
A rapturous feeling gradually permeated the young girl's nakedly writhing body as the tight elastic mouth of her cunt adjusted to the long, hard penis lodged way up inside her belly. Without volition, a low animal-like groan of passion gurgled from her lips as she felt the older man begin moving his wedge of hard male flesh in and out of her ecstatically twitching pussy.
Martin stared down at the shamelessly aroused young woman. Goddamn, but she was a hot little number, all right. Suddenly, he wanted to tame her ... fuck her until she begged for mercy. Rapidly then, he began fucking like a madman in and out of her tightly pulsating cunt as his overpowering passion took control.
The beautiful petite brunette groaned in guttural pleasure as his thick rod of hot throbbing flesh rammed into her. She lifted her hips eagerly to meet his every stroke and flailed her head from side to side as she slid her hungering little cunt up and down in unison with his pistoning cock.
"Oh honey ... fuck me ... fuck me hard ... ooohhhh honey, it's so good ... so big ... fuck me!" she begged, as his jackhammering hips slammed downward, driving his long rigid shaft up into the depths of her hotly clasping belly. Mabel gyrated wildly and with lust-starved hunger as her tight vaginal lips nibbled up and down his madly plunging cock with an uncontrollable fury. All she could feel now were the pleasurable sensations filling her erotically aroused body.
Damn, Martin thought, the action inside her wetly rippling cunt is unbalancing. It felt as if his blood-inflamed cockhead was going to explode. He needed to cum ... but where in the hell were Gloria and Dennis? His lust-thickened penis seemed to be expanding even more as the unbearable tension in his sperm-churning testicles mounted. He detoured his mind to the den and his wife. Was she being successful with the young man? Surely Dennis was curious about their long delay in the bathroom. Just then, he heard the bedroom door opening and heard voices. Pretending to be unaware of their presence, Martin began to piston his lust-throbbing cock in and out of the young wife's madly thrusting pussy with bone-crushing blows, deliberately riding high now to scrape the ridges of his cock over her sensitive little clitoris.
"Aaaagggghhhh ... fuck me, lover ... harder ... fuck me with your big handy-dandy cock," she groaned mindlessly, pushing upwards to absorb every bit of his rock-hard member.
"You slut ... you bastard...." Dennis gasped, his overpowering anger, plus the staggering effects of the alcohol he'd consumed, blowing his mind.
"Go away ... you impotent square ... get out of my sight!" the lust-filled wife spat. "I'm gonna fuck ... fuck Martin until I die."
"See what I told you, Dennis?" Gloria said knowingly, "I knew they were fucking."
"I'll kill her ... I'll break her dirty little neck...." the outraged young husband rasped, staring with lust at the lewdly writhing bodies of his wife and his next-door neighbor displayed nakedly on the bed. But what really shocked him most was the realization that he himself was getting an erection!
"Let's get even with them, Dennis ... you can make love to me," Gloria whispered seductively.
"Yes ... that's it ... I'll show the little bitch ... and your son-of-a-bitching husband ... we'll give them something to think about." Dennis forcefully grabbed the older woman's arm and led her to the other side of the bed. "Take off your clothes."
Together the drunken young husband and Gloria undressed, tossing everything to the floor in a rumpled heap.
Standing in front of the naked woman sitting on the edge of the bed, Dennis ordered, "Lie down. I'm going to do it right here so they can see-see ... everything!"
Gloria suddenly had an idea. Before he could move, she reached out and took the reeling man's erect penis in her hand and guided it to her moistly ovaled lips. And then, slowly sliding her soft, warm lips up the full length of his lust-hardened cock, she nibbled at the trembling flesh.
"Aaaaaggggghhhhh ... don't do that ... it's ... it's...." Dennis gasped, and stiffened, but he made no effort to pull away from the wet tantalizing heat of her mouth. "Ooohhhhh ... oh God!" he continued to moan as Gloria used her tongue to swirl around the sensitive tip of his long, rigid penis.
Martin and Dennis's wife stared at the unbelievably salacious sight of his cock disappearing deep inside Gloria's wetly rounded mouth and then appearing again accompanied by the obscene slurping sound as the redheaded girl hungrily sought to pull his sperm up from his desire-tightened balls.
Mabel was hypnotized by her husband's lewdly contorting body. Christ, how could he allow Gloria to do this to him when he had almost slapped her for trying to do the same thing? Still, though, there was no doubt he was really digging it, although he'd asked her not to do it so many times.
"Oh God ... you'd better stop, Gloria ... I...." Dennis protested feebly, but at the same time, his hand reached out and his fingers entangled in her long red hair to pull her face in closer. Almost viciously now, he slammed his wetly glistening cock in and out of Gloria's hot sucking mouth with such force that it gagged her.
"Oh fuck me, honey ... Martin, fuck me harder ... it's so goooood!" Mabel suddenly groaned. The sight of her husband slamming into their own neighbor's lewdly ovaled mouth had excited her to the point where she was sure she would cum ... now. "Ooooohhh ... oohhhhh...." She continued to moan out a never ending river of indistinguishable vulgarity.
"Oh shit, you little bitch ... oh fuck it ... I like your pussy ... warm ... tight ... cunt...." the older man raved, as he skewered into the young girl's tightly clasping cunt passage.
Suddenly, he heard Gloria mumbling, and turning again, he stared at her puffed-out cheeks, and then he looked up at Mabel's young husband's face. A square? Shit, that boy was really turned on to Gloria's cocksucking. But then, what normal man wouldn't be? He could see Dennis's eyes were closed, and his face was an ecstatic grin of wanton pleasure. He had taken control and now he was doing the fucking.
"Oh Lord ... I ... I ... oh no!" the two women and Martin heard the younger man's gasp of surprise. And then, they couldn't believe their eyes. "No ... no more ... I'm about to cum ... no more." He jerked his pulsating rod of flesh from Gloria's greedily sucking mouth and growled, "Get on the bed. I'm going to fuck you shense-senseless," he slurred, "just like your husband is doing to my wife. Get up there."
Gloria didn't argue. Her vagina was on fire and she wanted her young neighbor to ram his thick, rigid penis all the way up inside her hungrily throbbing cunt. She moved up on the bed and was still crawling up into position, when the lust-filled young man grabbed her hips and held her in place. "That's good enough," he rasped and giggled, his voice almost inarticulate. "We'll do it like dogs do it!"
Mabel heard her husband, and she couldn't believe it. He'd never fucked her any way but flat on her back, even though she'd asked him to. But now....
Gloria spread her thighs wider and moaned with desire as she felt the young man's hotly pulsing hardness pressed into her passion-soaked pussy slit. Then she gasped with erotic pleasure when she felt his long, hard cock slide easily up into the clasping wet depths of her belly. "Ooohhhhh ... oohhhhhh...." she moaned as Dennis's thick thrusting penis fucked in and out of her warmly welcoming cunt passage.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaggggggggggghhhhhhhh...." Dennis groaned, as he began to slam his virile young cock into her with demon force, goring her with it and showing no mercy. He was drawing his thick shaft out of her, almost all the way, and driving it home in her moistly clasping pussy until his bloated balls smacked hard against the nub of her sensitive clitoris. His testicles ached with the mounting pressure, and the need to cum made his head light and dizzy with ever increasing lust.
Gloria could feel the young man anxiously fighting to control his ejaculation, but she, too, was close to the finish. She writhed and flailed her head in a wanton dance of lust, feeling her own orgasm building up inside her hotly palpitating vagina. "Ohhhh ... yesss ... fuck me!" she gasped as the young man's rampaging cock pistoned in and out of her subserviently kneeling body.
Beside her on the bed, Martin stared at his naked young wife's jerking hips as she was being fucked by the mild-mannered Dennis Harper. He thought momentarily that he should be jealous, but he wasn't! Dennis fucked like a punk kid compared to his own lovemaking, and he knew that their young neighbor would never be able to keep Gloria happy ... not with his inept style.
But, Martin thought with amazement, Dennis really had changed, if what Mabel said was true. He'd really turned on to Gloria. Shit, he was fucking into her like a maniac, as if he were trying to drive her right through the headboard.
And then, Martin wasn't thinking of his wife any longer. He could barely contain his lust. His sperm-bloated balls were aching so that he knew he couldn't wait any longer. Furiously he began to fuck into Dennis's wife's hungrily upthrust pussy.
And she, in turn, was writhing beneath him like a bitch in heat, and her nibbling emit sheath was clasping his long sawing cock like a second skin. He had now reached the point where he would go mad if he couldn't let go! God! It had to be now. But the little brunette bitch wasn't ready yet ... she was hot all right, but stared down to where his wetly sliding cock was thrusting smoothly in and out of her pink cunt flesh, concentrating on the feel of the soft, hair-lined folds of her clasping passage.
Desperately, he tried to slow his boiling body, but was out of control. He increased the tempo and rammed deeper into her wildly squirming body beneath him, grinding up into her hot little pussy with a feral rutting lust, while her legs jerked up and out to the side. Suddenly, he knew she was there!
Harder and harder he buffeted her, until she coughed, gasped, and gurgled, "Ohhhhhhh ... aaggggggghhhhhhh ... Martin ... I'm cccuumnmiming ... ccccuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmmming...." The intensity of Mabel's wild passion had contorted her face into an unrecognizable mask of lust.
Martin groaned and grunted, fucking hard and deep in his effort to ram his painfully swollen cock as far into her as humanly possible. He wanted the young girl to remember this fuck ... his cock ... for the rest of her life. His long, rigid penis thrust and retreated in a runaway rhythm, and then he was cumming too. Deeper and harder he pounded his cock into the hot cum-flowing depths of her tight young cunt, using all of his strength ... and he felt her lurch under him, her pussy beginning to spasm wildly, milking and sucking at his lust-bloated cock-head just as he began to ejaculate.
"Aaaagggggghhhhh ... shit ... you fucking bitch...." he groaned and gasped as the burning stream raced the full length of his burgeoning penis to spew far up into the deep recesses of her vaginal passage, bringing him in almost overpoweringly sweet ecstasy as she ground her wonderful little cunt up tight to him, absorbing him completely as she moaned her delight in delirious lewd phrases.
Martin's wife and Dennis, kneeling alongside the wildly climaxing couple, jerked and fucked toward their final explosion, the young man's right hand working at Gloria's sopping wet vaginal slit in unison with his wildly plunging cock. Dennis heard his wanton wife moaning beneath his neighbor, and then his eyes moved downward to where he could see her jerking hips subsiding in satisfaction.
The young husband's anger returned now, and all he wanted to do was make Mabel suffer for cuckolding him. He fought to control his body, but it was useless. Abruptly, all his humiliation and his feelings about perverted behavior were second in his mind. There was only one thing he wanted ... one thing he had to have. His sperm was making the run toward the tip of his wildly thrusting cock when he groaned loudly, "Oh goddamn ... I'm ccumming!" He thrust his pelvis forward, grinding his wildly jerking cock deep in past her soft, fleshy asscheeks.
Gloria heard his gasps of pleasure at the same time she felt Dennis's hotly spewing seed fill her vaginal passage, flooding her cervix in a warm sensual tide and it triggered her own orgasm!
"Oh shit ... fuck me harder ... fuck me ... aaaggghhh ... oh ... ohhhh ... OHHHHHH GOD! Beautiful!"
Gloria almost screamed with rapture as her thighs trembled and her lewdly kneeling body quaked with the sweet pleasure he was spurting into her, so gloriously filling the convulsing channel of her pussy. She tossed her red head shamelessly as the euphoric waves of release flooded through her shuddering body, relaxing her entire nervous system as Dennis Harper slowly removed his fingers from her softening clitoral nub.
The older woman knew she had been fucked ... and fucked good ... by another man ... not her husband ... and she loved it. She stared with slitted eyes at her husband and the naked young brunette collapsed beside him, and she knew that he too had loved fucking yet another woman. His eyes were closed and his breathing had slowed to a natural rhythm, but his legs were flung wide in satisfaction.
Gloria felt Dennis's softly deflating penis pull from her cunt with a lewd, wet, slurping sound, and then she felt the heated flood of his exploded sperm flowing down her quivering thighs to her knees and onto the bedspread. Exhausted, she collapsed forward with her neighbor's nakedly satiated body falling on top of her. She lay pressed into the bed, unable to move.
And then, she felt Dennis's body slide to the bed beside her. Turning to face him, she whispered, "That was good, lover. You were wonderful."
"Yes ... yes...." he sighed, his voice still lust-hoarsened.
"How'd you like it, doll?" Gloria continued.
"Good ... I liked it fine...." he mumbled, his eyes closed.
"Now, isn't it fun to swap?" Gloria asked, smiling at the naked young man lying beside her.
"No...." Dennis gasped, "I couldn't ... not ever again!"
"Whaaaaaat?" Gloria was surprised at his evident shame.
"Oh, fuck him, Gloria," Mabel interrupted the conversation as she came out of her climactic stupor.
"Well, did you like it, Mabel?" her young husband asked, hesitantly.
"Oh hell, yes ... it adds a whole new depth to fucking."
"I don't know ... I don't think I could do it unless I was drunk, or angry," Mabel's husband went on.
"I wouldn't bet on that, Dennis," Martin smiled, then continued, "I never thought I'd do it, either, but now I think it's really great."
"Well ... we'll see...." Dennis said, sounding unconvinced.
"Don't you worry, Dennis," Gloria said, feeling sorry for the young man who evidently loved his beautiful brunette wife very much. "If it makes you unhappy, then forget it. It may work for some couples, but I don't think it would for everyone ... I think liberation is being free."
The young redheaded wife stared at the naked girl in her own husband's arms, and for a moment, she felt as if Dennis might be right in not wanting to get involved in swapping. She swallowed and, unaccountably, felt a lump in her throat.