Chapter 4
Everybody was disappearing, John Owens thought drunkenly. Everyone is going to fuck, he thought, then downed his fourth double whiskey in less than a half an hour. Everyone but me! John Owens never gets to fuck, but he's always the first to be fucked. Married to a cold cunt ... then he peered drunkenly through the swirling amber liquid in the glass.
The young reporter sighed deeply, sort of wanting to cry, and abruptly became aware that he was far too drunk. Besides, there wouldn't be any action for him tonight. That was what Rory had explained to him. To fuck a chick, you had to contribute a chick for others to fuck. Unless someone took pity on him, and he could sure use a little of that kind of pity right now, Christ!
"Anything else, Owens, before I quit playing bartender?"
John looked up through half-closed eyes and saw his buddy staring solicitously at him. Good old Herb ... never has to worry about a thing, now, got his own column in the paper, no wife to make his life a living hell.
"Ice water," the young reporter asked, not really caring.
"Sure thing," A moment later, a tall glass was placed before him. He gulped it down thirstily.
"How about another?"
"Yeah, I guess so. I'm drunk so might as well get a lot of water down me so I won't have a bad hangover tomorrow morning."
Herb Lewis watched him sadly. The kid had troubles; no doubt about that. Ellsworth had really been pissed when Tessa finally had told him Marilee had lit out. The veteran reporter knew the storm signals when he saw them, and now he was glad Tessa had told him he could leave. It could get a bit nasty. To hell with fucking. .
Herb had just reloaded the ice bucket and was preparing to leave, when he saw a slightly rumpled looking Lisa Marks walk in from the terrace. Now there, he thought, is a real talented piece of ass, with tits that would knock a guy's eyes out. He saw the voluptuous woman spot Owens unhappily drinking down another glass of water. When she started toward him, Herb mentally grinned and thought, "Well, maybe you'll score tonight after all, kid...."
"Waiting for someone, John?"
John turned to see Lisa Marks smiling suggestively at him with one eyebrow cocked in curiosity. She was a tall willowy redhead with the greenest eyes he had ever seen. His glanced moved appreciatively down over her voluptuous body and back up again. She wore a low cut dress that seemed to be just a skirt held up by two tiny straps. Only her nipples were covered by the two narrow strips, and no imagination was needed to see the shapeliness of her full, hugely set tits and he was sure she had nothing on underneath! God, I never knew Rory Selwyn had such a beautiful sexy chick.
"Sure was ... you, honey!" John Owens said, rolling his eyes in mock surprise. "But don't you think your old man'll have something to say about it?"
"Oh, baby, you are a naive little kid, aren't you! This is going to be your lucky night, and I get the honor of breaking you in," Lisa purred into his ear, and then coyly bit his ear lobe. "In spite of the fact that your new wife chickened out! Tessa and I decided to console you anyway. Especially after she told me what a nice big prick you have in those pants!"
The young reporter's eyes a most popped out of his head and he choked as he swallowed the wrong way. "Tessa ... told?" he gasped in disbelief. "S-she told."
"Oh my yes, said you were one of the biggest young men she's met in a long time. Long and hard, thick and delicious ... mmm...."
John felt a tug at his hand and the next thing he knew Lisa was pulling him along behind her as she walked sensuously toward the door that led into the kitchen. The young reporter knew there was no turning back now, and he also knew that he didn't want to turn back. Christ, he could hardly wait to ram his long hard cock up inside the redhead's hot little cunt and munch on a mouthful of her luscious mouth-watering tits!
John let her head him into the kitchen, watched her as with one fluid motion, she slipped the straps from her shoulders and let her dress slowly fall to the floor.
He stared in shocked disbelief at the delicious sight of her succulent naked body before him. He could see her hugely pulsing tits, all soft and warm with their hardened pink nipples, and the sparse bush of reddish pussyhairs covering the narrow little slit of her glistening little cunt.
Quickly, the young husband stripped naked and threw his clothes on the floor. His hugely throbbing cock stood out boldly from his loins as it leapt to freedom from his shorts. Lying on the table impatiently waiting for him, Lisa Marks marveled at the size of his virile prick. Tessa Hayward was right, she did have reason to be overjoyed! He was already wildly aroused, and the poor bastard was so obviously horny, and he was far bigger than she had dreamed he would be! Lisa could imagine the ecstasy of that long thick hardness fucked up inside her cunt. The thought of the pleasure he would bring suddenly made her tremble, and she reached up to pull his mouth down to hers, pulling at his waist until he was lying nakedly on the large kitchen table beside her.
Their wild hungry kisses rapidly grew more urgent as they felt the desperate heat of each other's bodies, she delighting in his pulsating hardness pressing hotly against her leg, he, in the incredible softness of her hotly aroused tits.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmm...." Lisa groaned as she felt his hands on her tits, kneading them and massaging their soft fullness and then rolling her sensitive nipples between his fingers until they tingled with a vibrant desire. Up between her legs, she felt the gathering warm moisture in the hole of her hot little cunt and knew she could hardly wait for John to fuck her with his thick prick! His cock was there, pressing huge and warm against her naked thigh, and there was a heated wetness seeping from its tip and smearing on her naked skin.
And then, John wasn't kissing her full sensual lips any more. She didn't want him to stop, she wanted him to do more! Slowly he dropped down along her neck and began kissing her titties, taking her erect little nipple into his mouth to suck, and causing more of those delicious sensations to ripple through her impatiently undulating nakedness.
But John wasn't content with just sucking her tits. He continued slithering down over her lushly ripened body, his mouth trailing hot wet kisses down over the flat plane of her belly until his tongue dipped tantalizingly into her navel, and then moved teasingly on, after a moment, until his face was there, just over her frantically trembling redheaded cunt!
With his fingers on either side of her curl-rimmed pussylips, he slowly drew them apart to expose the fevered pink slit of her cunt to his lust-glazed eyes. Then with a low groan coming from his throat, he drove his tongue into the sensitive pulsing slit, parting her passion-drenched cunthairs to lick at the excitedly palpitating bud of her clit. Lisa wrenched her naked cunt up against his face, shrieking in pleasure, "Yes ... yes ... oh yes, lick my pussyyyyyy!"
Shuddering sensations knifed through him with soul-searing force, more powerful than any he had ever felt before.
John had tried to do this with Marilee several times, but she had always refused him, saying it was dirty, and perverted. Now tasting his first pussy ever, he had to have more of the warm succulent flesh or he would blow his mind. He used both hands to spread Lisa's hotly trembling thighs wide apart, and with goading urgency dropped his head between her legs, groaning low in his throat. Then, his tongue snaked out to plunge straight into the soft, hair-fringed lips of her pussy.
"Oooooohhhhh ... oooohhhhh!" he moaned as he felt the first erotic shock of it in her lower body and the satisfying roll of her hips up to meet his face. Thrusting in and out several times, setting a tempo, he was surprised as she matched his every movement. And Lisa, feeling the electric sensations of the lewd dance of his tongue as it moved up toward her clitty and then licked along the sensitive length of the wildly pulsing little bud, was lost in her passion ... everything went out of focus! Her eyes were glazed, her ears unhearing. There was nothing in the world but the ecstatic sensation surging and churning in her belly. "Oh! Oooooohhhhh ... lick it, lick my naked pussy!" she groaned hotly. And she knew she had to have more!
Her hands went out to his short dark hair, her fingers tangling in it, as she strove to pull his mouth in tighter to her hotly burning cunt-mouth. And then the writhing redhead thrust her hips up at him, wildly now, and he rammed his tongue again and again in the moistly quivering cunthole, orally fucking the moaning redhead for all he was worth. Her nakedly voluptuous body and her wanton shrieks of pleasure were setting him on fire. He had to fuck her now, this minute, or he was going to spill his hot load of cum against the soft flesh of her churning thighs before he ever got inside of her sweet-tasting little cunt!
"Oooooohhhhhhhh ... Joohhnnnnnnn ... fuck my pussy now...." Lisa cried as she felt his mouth vacate her cunt passage. "Please fuck my pussy!"
And that was all he needed!
The young reporter slithered upward between her widespread thighs and used the thick rubbery cock-head to part her wetly quivering pussylips. The first electrifying contact of his hotly throbbing cock against her pussy sent spasms of new and even more powerful pleasure surging through Lisa's lust-contorted body. Then, above her, he pushed his mighty prick against her fevered little cunthole.
"Oh ... oohhhhh ... your cock is huge!" she gurgled admiringly. "So huge!"
His eyes glazed with lust, and his face dripping perspiration, John thrust again, and this time the enormous lust-swollen cock-head forced its way into her tightly quivering cunt. Furiously with one smooth forward motion of his ass, he drove his now wildly jerking cock straight up into Lisa's more than willing pussy.
"Aaaaaaiiiiiiii! Oooooooowwwweeeeeeeeee!" she screamed in pain and rapture when she felt the resilient flesh of her little pussyhole finally give way as he fucked into her deeply, the huge head of his cock sending tiny ripples of her cunt-walls ahead of it until with a loud smack, his pelvis crashed into hers.
Below, his cum-bloated balls swung lewdly up into the hairless crease between her full round asscheeks and another low animal-like groan of passion emerged from Lisa's lips as the young reporter's long thick cock rammed all the way up into her wet, warmly-pulsating cunt. The pain was not overwhelming, naturally, since her cunt had been stretched moments before in one of the bedrooms, but she had never suspected his cock would be quite this big, and for a moment she experienced severe discomfort, wriggling and twisting to escape this unlooked-for sensation. But these frantic movements of her sleek voluptuous body only excited the hard-driving young husband further, and he thrust into her twice, pinning her softly yielding loins to the table with his hips so that there was no hope of her wriggling away from him.
John realized that he had taken her a little by surprise, and he was proud of the fact. This chick had told him she was going to give him pleasure, well that may be, but he would show her precisely who was boss. He continued to fuck into her with an uncontrollable passion enjoying the power he had won over the wild young redhead.
Lisa Marks moaned continually as he fucked mercilessly into her, flailing her legs out to the side and then wrapping them instinctively around his pounding plunging ass, using the muscles in her thighs to force him even further into the depths of her nakedly straining pussy.
"Oh, John, come on ... fuck my cunt! Fuck it real hard!" she begged, as his jackhammering hips drove his cock with increased speed and depth far up into her hotly clasping cunt. Beneath him she gyrated wildly and uncon trollably as her tight young pussy nibbled its way up and down his thick plunging cock with unbelievable fury.
The action inside her wetly rippling cunt was unbalancing to the young man. It felt as if a hundred fingers were playing, teasing, caressing his aching cock-head. He had to cum soon, his long lust-thickened cock seemed to be expanding to the bursting point as the tension in his cum-churning balls mounted to an almost impossible crescendo.
Lisa's breath grew labored and harsh like a runner nearing the end of a race, and her legs were jackknifed up as far as humanly possible, almost touching her hugely quivering tits, her naked body nearly bent double as he fucked wildly into her. She was visibly straining for the end, the effort showing on her passion-contorted face, and her eyes rolled back in her head as her mouth fell wide open, gasping for air. She moaned continuously as she fought to cum around the deeply fucking prick.
"Oh, fuck me, fuck me as hard as you can," she screamed, as she felt the first spasming jolts of her cum rippling in her unbelievable excited cunt. She pulled her thighs back so tight against her hotly straining tits, that he could see the entire naked slit of her wetly pulsating pussy naked and open offered up to him like a sacrifice to fuck and abuse as much as he desired.
"I'm cumming ... aaaaaaauuuuuuuugggggghhhh! I'm cuuummmiiinnnggg," she screamed again, spitting out the words like an obscenity between bared teeth and rotating her asscheeks beneath him with the kind of uninhibited ecstatic abandon he had only dreamed about with other women.
For a moment, John thought Lisa was going to break him in half as the churning cock-juices built up in his balls and her convulsing young cunt milked his wildly jerking prick ... and then it all became too much for him! He could hold back no more, and there was no reason to any longer!
As her scream split the air, his cum-bloated balls suddenly grew warm and then intolerably hot, and the steaming white jism geysered up through his madly ejaculating cock, jetting into her clasping pussy and filling her to overflowing with his white-hot cum.
Their cum never seemed to end, and the two of them groaned savagely into each other's mouths like two animals fighting to the death, while her fingernails carved long red trails of lust across his powerful shoulders and back.
"Aaaaaaiiiiiiii! John groaned and then stiffened, holding himself rigid and unmoving above the voluptuous redhead, his wildly spewing cock still fucked deep up in her warmly gripping cunt, as the final spurts of cum streamed from him. Then he fell on top of her naked body, gasping for breath and enjoying his own release to the fullest. He knew that he was satisfied as he had never been before.
After long minutes, John finally rolled over on the large table in the kitchen to lie exhausted beside the dazed redhead. For a few seconds, the guilty recriminations of his conscience came into his mind but they rapidly evaporated in the euphoria of his satiation.
Walking back and forth across the room and seething with anger and indignation, Marilee Owens thought about what she would say to her new husband when he got out of the shower. How dare he leave her alone at that horrible party-exposed to the lecherousness of Perry Ellsworth and that awful Rory Selwyn! What was taking him so long! He had no consideration for her. Obviously, the only person he cared about was himself, and sex, sex, sex!
Quickly, she put on her dressing gown and waited for him to come into the bedroom. She would let him know right now that she didn't like him staying out all night, and that she was not about to put up with it!
Guiltily, John had gone straight into the shower when he tiptoed into the bedroom, hoping that Marilee wouldn't wake up and look at him with those big, innocent blue eyes. She made him feel guilty even when he was innocent, and now, what would she make him feel like! The young husband had stripped and stepped into the bath, lathered himself all over with soap and scrubbed his body clean, lingering over his cum-smeared prick and balls. John doubted if he could ever go back to trying to get Marilee's cold cunt all hot for his cock ... especially after experiencing the way a real woman appreciated cock! He could feel his cock lurch just from thinking about fucking!
But he knew he had to face Marilee and explain his actions. After all, if she offered any part of herself at all sexually, he wouldn't have to turn elsewhere for pussy!
Tip-toeing quietly toward the bedroom with his pajama bottoms on, he thought, I'll try to be sweet to her, and if that doesn't work, to hell with her cold cunt!
"Hi baby! You should be getting some sleep, honey," he said in a false joviality as he quietly entered the room.
"How dare you! Sleep, hell! If you think you can stay out all night and then come home like nothing is wrong, then you are a fool. I'm not going to stay married to a man that plays around with other girls and goes to wild orgies! And when I wanted to leave, you didn't even come home with me! All you wanted to do was to stay with those ... loose women!" she screamed, her face red with anger.
It was too much for John. Without thinking about what he was saying, he began shouting. "Well, if you weren't such a frigid fucking cunt, afraid to even let me see your naked tits, then maybe I'd want to come home and fuck you!"
Then seeing the hurt look on her beautiful face, his voice lowered and he uttered almost in a whisper, "I love you, Marilee, but I just can't go on like this any longer. I've tried to be patient, but you make no effort to change. Fucking is something dirty to you. Well, it isn't to me ... and if I can't fuck a wife who wants me to, I'll find another woman."
Marilee was shocked to hear him put into words all of her deepest fears. Suddenly, all the anger drained out of her, and she began to cry softly, wishing with all her heart that her pussy longed for John's cock, because she did love him. Her shoulders shaking with sobs, she stood staring down at the floor as he left the room. The young bride wept disconsolately until she heard him say, "I'll be at the paper if you want me. I think you'll be better off without me bothering you. I'll dress in the living room."
Not really believing John would actually go, Marilee watched him leave through the window as he hailed a cab and drove off. Still crying loudly, she fell across the bed and cried until she was interrupted by a loud knocking on the front door. The pretty blonde was tempted not to answer it, but maybe ... John had repented his earlier harsh words and had come back to apologize!
Jumping up, she decided she would forgive him for what he had said. Quickly she buttoned the front of her long pink robe to cover her naked young tits and went into the living room. Excitedly, she opened the door, but her hopeful smile was abruptly erased from her features when she saw a woman she barely knew, Lisa Marks standing there.
"Good morning," the voluptuous redhead said smilingly. "Could we have a little talk?"
The pretty young blonde didn't want to see anyone, except John. Her whole world was falling apart and she needed to think clearly about what she could do to put it back together again, but all her problems seemed to stem from the paper and this woman's lover's employer, Perry Ellsworth, so she would have to be nice to her. Perhaps, perhaps, if she could make amends, that would be the beginning of becoming a better wife to John! Marilee really didn't care for Lisa Marks, and it would be hard to even be polite to the woman ... still, there was no bitterness in her voice as she opened the door the rest of the way and said, "Come on in, Lisa. Can I get you some tea?"
Lisa followed her into the kitchen and sat quietly at the table while the young blonde put the water on the stove. Like some fascinated cat watching a very small bird, Lisa inspected the handsome young reporter's bride. God, she is so beautiful ... so vulnerable, she thought. A babe, really, just a babe, but those lovely tits and lips. Christ, she's sexy! She's obviously terrified of cock; well, let's see if she's afraid of another woman! Lisa felt a restless hunger stirring in her hot juicy cunt as she thought about what good girlfriends they could become if it were handled properly! The poor blonde needed someone to talk to! Her lovely blue eyes were red and puffy-the result of hours of crying and she knew the reason for the tears, for she had resolved to make her move today. She and Perry had sat up until about seven discussing ways of getting the girl involved in group sex. They both knew that Marilee would have to be handled carefully or everything would be ruined! Patience was not ordinarily one of Perry's attributes, however. He was horny as a satyr, lusting after the pretty blonde pussy and Rory Selwyn was going out of his mind.