Chapter 8
One evening Sal invited Roy and Myrna over for the evening. The children had been farmed out to a baby-sitter and the passionate couples looked forward to having a good time together. Through the years they had never grown tired of each other's bodies.
"I have an idea," Sal said after they were all gathered in his comfortable living room. "Why don't we split up for the evening? You take Karen and I'll take Myrna and we'll separate for a few hours."
"That's a great idea, Sal," Roy answered. We hardly see each other any more. I've almost forgotten how beautifully Karen comes."
"Yeah," Karen agreed. "It'll be nice to get away from you for a few hours."
It was soon settled and the two couples retired to separate bedrooms. Sal forgot all about his wife as soon as he was alone with Myrna. She was so gorgeous and so willing that he could think of nothing but the joys of her voluptuous body.
"Wait a minute," Myrna said as he started to undress her. "I've been practicing something that I want you to see. Put on some music."
Sal did as he was told without question, knowing that Myrna would not let him down. She was so passionate and so imaginative that he was sure she would show him a good time. They had the whole evening together and there was no need to hurry.
Sal found a station that was playing slow music and Myrna nodded to him to leave the dial alone. She stood up to her full height and started to dance, slowly at first but then in double time to the music. It was obvious that the lusciously built girl was going to treat him to a striptease performance.
Sal watched with great interest as she began to peel off her clothing. Myrna had always been a good dancer but this was something else again. She had found her milieu at last and he soon found himself agreeing that she was every bit as good as a professional dancer.
"That's it, baby," he said as she unbuttoned her blouse. "I'm getting a hard-on already."
Myrna grinned wickedly and tore the blouse off her body, throwing the filmy garment into her lover's face. He pulled it away and watched her as she unbuttoned her skirt. The garment soon dropped to her ankles and was hastily kicked away.
Now Myrna was clad only in her lingerie. She cupped her hands over her low-cut brassiere and reached behind her serpentine back to unhook it. Soon it was off her body, giving Sal a good view of her magnificent tits. Familiar as he was with her body, Sal could hardly wait to see her completely naked again.
Myrna took her time about peeling the stockings off her long legs, knowing that it was driving Sal wild with lustful desire. No man could resist those legs of hers, a fact that had been proven by long experience. It gave her a feeling of power to keep him waiting.
Sal's patience was not unlimited. He urged her to finish stripping and Myrna soon obliged him. She was as hot to get laid as he. Finally, she was finished and Sal wasted no time in getting out of his own clothing, showing her an erection that had to be satisfied.
Myrna dropped to her knees before him. Sal had been such a patient and complimentary audience that she felt she had to do something special for him. She rubbed her soft lips on his prick and soon had the very heavy organ covered with smudges of her bright purple lipstick.
Then she leaned back and snaked out her tongue again and again, using it like a hummingbird gathering nectar. Sal was soon hard as a rock. He grabbed her head and pressed it against his body, making his huge cock almost disappear between her clinging lips.
"That's it, baby," he urged her. "You sure know how to keep a man happy. Someday I'm going to steal you from that bastard Roy. Just wait and see."
Myra looked up at him with bright eyes, enjoying the flattery. It made her feel like a real woman. She would give him the best blow-job of his life, one that would make him all the hotter for her passionate body. It was a pleasure to service a man like Sal.
Sal looked down at Myrna with complete satisfaction. It wasn't that he was tired of Karen, but it was nice to have a different woman for a change, especially one like Myrna who seemed to know all the ropes. He hoped that Roy was having as good a time with his wife.
Myra used every trick in the book to increase his pleasure. She took his prick all the way into her mouth until it had disappeared into the soft moistness of her throat. Her teeth rested gently on the base of his prick while her soft lips pulled at his wiry pubic hair. It had to be seen to be believed.
Sal knew that he was going to come quickly and did everything possible to delay his orgasm. It just wasn't right to come so quickly when Myrna was showing him such a good time. He owed her at least that much and probably a lot more besides.
Myrna sucked harder and harder at the big cock that was filling her mouth to capacity. It tickled her throat and made her want to vomit, but she would not be deterred. Nothing could make her stop until she had got what she wanted, a hot frothing stream of come.
Sal was more than glad to oblige her. He gave up at last on trying to hold back his orgasm and just let his body do its work. His balls began to throb uncontrollably. It was obvious to both of them that he would come in a matter of seconds.
He shoved his prick into her mouth one last time and then felt his balls explode. A wave of passion ran through his limbs and coursed through his blood. Finally he shot his load, a tremendous stream of come that was impossible to swallow.
One spasm after another passed through his body and Myrna was amazed at the amount of come he could produce. She gulped down as much as she could but some of it leaked out of the corner of her mouth, running down her chin to form a sticky puddle between her heaving tits. She was glad that it was finally over.
"That's nice," she told him. "Now I want you to fuck me good and hard. This time you can take all the time you want before coming."
"Sure thing, baby," Sal told her. "Your wish is my command, especially when you want to fuck."
Myrna couldn't help but chuckle at his answer. In some ways Sal was still a tough little kid from a bad neighborhood. She found him incredibly refreshing, to speak to as well as to fuck. He satisfied her in a way that her husband never approached.
Myrna knew just how she wanted to be fucked. Flat on her back and with no imagine stuff. That was the way Sal performed best and the way she reacted most passionately. She lay down on the bed and spread her legs provocatively, knowing just how he would respond.
Over in the next bedroom, just a few feet away, Karen and Roy were getting along just as well. They knew each other so well that it was almost like having another spouse. Karen loved to fuck Roy, as he was far more sophisticated in his technique than her own husband.
"I have a great idea," Roy said. "I learned a new position yesterday and Myrna refused to try it out."
"I'm game," Karen answered. "As long as you think I can do it. Anything Myrna wouldn't do must be something else. What do you have in mind?"
Roy told her to suck his cock and get it hard which the lushly padded girl did immediately. She had a lot of self-confidence these days and knew that no man could fail to react to her caresses, especially when she used her talented clinging mouth.
Roy smiled at her and told her to stop. It was tempting just to let her go until he came in her mouth but he was actually quite eager to try the new position. Karen let him off the hook and he immediately walked over to an easy chair and plumped himself down.
He sat comfortably and told Karen to get on top of him, face to face. The agile girl followed his directions, squeezing her ankles against his hips and straddling his torso with her thighs. It was hard to hold her balance but she finally managed to succeed, wondering all the while what he intended to do with her.
Karen's big tits were right in front of his eyes and Roy couldn't resist taking a bite out of the irresistible globes. He sucked them until her nipples were red and puckered and then decided to get down to serious business. Karen, too, could hardly wait to begin.
He told her that in their position she could lower herself onto his cock so that his prick would go alternately into her cunt and ass-hole. She didn't believe it was possible at first but he urged her to try it and find out for herself.
Karen lowered herself slowly and gingerly and found that her cunt surrounded Roy's prick with ease. She pulled herself up again, holding onto his shoulders and then tried to get his prick into her ass-hole. It was almost as successful as it had been with her cunt.
"It really does work," she exclaimed. "How the fuck did you ever come up with this?"
"Trade secrets," he teased her. "I can't give them away, but if you're a good girl, maybe I'll teach you something else as well."
Karen smiled up at him and then lowered her body onto his prick. It was a great position for her for several reasons. She could control the entire pace of the bout and alternate orifices at her leisure. Also, it foreshortened her cunt and made it easier for Roy to get all the way into her.
Karen slowly lowered herself so that the big prick glided into her ass-hole. She stuck with that aperture for a while, just leaving her body lowered so that his prick was buried to the hilt. Every time he moved his body it felt like she would be shot through the ceiling.
She raised herself up again and then came right down on his big prick, which slid into her cunt. That was even better, but the position was making her rather tired. She would have to stop soon and go on to fucking in a more normal manner.
Roy sensed her discomfort and told the little sexpot to get off him. He had proved his point and was perfectly willing to fuck her in a more traditional posture. She dropped immediately down onto her hands and knees so that he could continue to choose between her orifices.
Roy wasted no time in taking advantage of the vulnerable girl. He crouched right behind her and shoved his prick into her well-lubricated ass-hole. It hurt her at first but the experienced girl was soon able to accustom herself to the deep penetration.
She moved her body backward so that her ass pressed against her lover's hairy midsection while his balls swung against her cunt. It hurt the sensitive skin of her buttocks but also turned her on intensely. She could hardly wait for her orgasm.
Roy looked down at the gorgeous piece of ass beneath him and blessed his good luck. His wife was woman enough to keep any man happy, but Karen was something else altogether. Between the two of them he could be kept happy for the rest of his life.
He reached around her and began to rub Karen's big tits with his hands, cupping his fingers over her broad pink nipples. The rosy stars soon became hard and puckered under his insistent ministrations and he could feel the cunt honey dripping onto his balls.
He gave her a playful slap across the buttocks and Karen couldn't help but giggle. Every man she had ever fucked had done that to her. It was a fact of life that she had learned to live with and enjoy. Now it really turned her on.
Roy reached for her cunt and had no trouble locating Karen's clitoris between the folds of her labia. He squeezed the tiny pink organ between thumb and forefinger and worked it over until his hands were soaked with pussy juice. Then he plunged three fingers into her cunt, which made her go to the verge of orgasm.
Roy could feel his own prick through the narrow wall of flesh that separated Karen's cunt from her ass-hole. It was like jerking off at the same time he was buggering her. He soon had to stop, however, for it was an uncomfortable position that was difficult to maintain.
It was a question of who would come first and Roy took his time intentionally, hoping to celebrate a mutual climax with his love partner. He slowed down the pace and then switched his prick from ass-hole to cunt, knowing that it would make her all the hotter.
That was all that was needed to get Karen moving. Her ass-hole had dried out and become sore and she was glad to take it in her snatch once again. She began to buck her hips backward and Roy knew that she would shoot her load in a few seconds.
Roy too was just about ready to fire his wad. He worked harder and then knew that he could come whenever he wanted to. Karen exploded at last, spraying her juices all over his prick and balls and Roy responded with an orgasm of his own, equally powerful and intense.
He filled her with come and then withdrew his prick reluctantly. It was almost time for him to rejoin his wife and he knew that he had little left. As usual Karen had done a good job of draining him and he wanted nothing more than a few hours of relaxation.
Back in the other bedroom, Sal and Myrna were still busily fucking. Sal was absolutely tireless and Myrna had begun to watch the clock, waiting for their time together to expire so that she could get a well-deserved rest. Sal was simply too much for her.
Sal told her to lie flat on her back. He loved fucking her in that simple position, preferring to save the imagine stuff for Karen, who had a greater imagination. Myrna was more than happy to service him in that manner as it allowed her to take it easy.
"Come on, Sal," she encouraged him. "We only have twenty minutes left. Do you think you can do it?"
"Are you kidding?" he asked her, falling for the bait. "I'll fill you with come and still have ten minutes left over for another blow-job. Let's get moving."
Myrna sighed aloud and parted her legs. Sal leaped on top of her once again and shoved his still-erect prick into the inviting slit. He could always keep it up for a woman, even if it was one he was used to. Myrna was so good-looking and talented that in her case it was particularly easy to do so.
Sal got onto her and shoved his prick directly between her juicy labia. It went in easily despite its enormous girth and she sighed with lust as he began to fuck her. Sal was hard to satisfy but he certainly had all it takes to keep a woman happy.
Myrna decided that she really liked to do it this way. When she fucked Sal in her husband's presence she couldn't help but be competitive with him and with Karen. Alone with Sal, she could really enjoy herself and fuck for the sheer joy of the thing.
Sal didn't think about the matter in those terms. All he knew was that his idea had been a complete success. He had no idea of what was going on in the other bedroom but the sounds of passion he could hear told him all he really needed to find out.
Karen was good enough to take care of any man and he hoped that Roy had taken full advantage of her talents. It was nice to have a wife who didn't care how much you fucked around, particularly when it was with her own gorgeous and passionate friends. In some ways Myrna was an even better lay than her friend.
He shoved his prick all the way in and then lowered his head to bite into her nipples. It was something he had done a million times with Myrna but every time it was like doing something new. She always seemed so surprised and appreciative.
He began to move his hips forward, using a flowing motion that drove her wild with lust. He seemed to have not a bone in his body as he fucked her and every muscle seemed to have a life of its own. Sal was a real natural who had known how to suck since the age of eleven.
Myrna responded by grinding her ass into the carpet and shoving her body against Sal's chest. He was so hairy that it tickled her at first but soon the wiry hair increased her passion to the breaking point. There was no doubt in her mind that she would come this time.
Karen and Roy had retired to the living room where Karen had mixed a pitcher of martinis in anticipation of her husband's return. If she knew Myrna as well as she thought she did he would need something to revive him after two hours in her company.
She was slightly jealous about the whole thing and would have preferred for all of them to have fucked in the same room. Still, the memory of the good time she had with Roy was so fresh in her mind that she could make no objection to the new arrangement.
Upstairs, Sal was still pumping away, realizing for the first time just how tired he was. He knew that he was getting a little older but resented the fact that his boundless energy had disappeared. He would have to start conserving what was left of it and fuck at a more reasonable pace in the future.
He reached under Myrna and cupped his hands beneath her jiggling buttocks, holding her close against his body. His finger gravitated to her ass-hole and he explored it at length, thinking that the next time he got her alone she was due for a good cornholing.
Myrna moaned with passion and encouraged him to go deeper with his finger. It felt so good to lie there completely helpless, not knowing what he would do to her body next. It always turned out to be something completely pleasant.
Sal removed his finger from her ass-hole after a few minutes. It was hampering his movements and he wanted to step up the pace a little. He held it up to her face and Myrna wasted no time in licking it clean, relishing the salty taste of her own ass-hole.
She responded to every one of Sal's supple movements with gyrations of her own agile pelvis. There was nothing he could do that she couldn't match, no stroke that was too difficult to imitate. It was a kind of friendly competition as to who would come first.
Myrna looked at the clock and realized that they would have to go down as soon as they were finished. She thought of her own husband and hoped that he wouldn't want to fuck her again that night. She couldn't ever refuse him but this time she was simply too tired to go through with it again.
She rubbed her tits all over Sal's chest and knew that she was turning him on. His face was covered with sweat and he was breathing harder and harder, almost like a drowning man. Their bodies were glued together with a film of salty sweat.
Sal was just about ready to come. He thought about his past and realized that he was finally happy and relaxed. Karen and Myrna could supply his every need and his financial worries had vanished in the breeze. He would never have to hustle for a living again.
He shoved his prick in for the last time, just as Myrna was about to come. She surprised him with the violence of her orgasm but he had little time to think as his own balls were making their presence felt. The two of them had a perfectly satisfying mutual orgasm that left both too tired to move.
"Let's go downstairs," Sal said, withdrawing his prick reluctantly. "Time's up."
"Don't you want another blow-job," Myrna teased. "I promised you and I hate to break a promise. Come on, we can do it quickly."
"Forget it," Sal grinned. "You women are all the same. No respect for a man at all. I ought to take you over my knee someday."
"I think I'd like that," she answered smilingly.
"I'll bet you would," he replied wearily. "Karen makes me spank her all the time. I used to think I was punishing her but I finally got wise."
Myrna had to laugh at his innocence. Suddenly she was glad to be married to Roy, who certainly had more on the ball in an intellectual sense. Sal was a great lover but it would have been awfully difficult to live with him on a permanent basis.
Sal pulled on his clothing quickly and led the way to the living room. The other couple was there already and the two of them slumped down on the couch, looking totally exhausted. Sal grinned at Roy, as if to tell him that his idea had been a complete success.
Roy and Myrna hung around for a couple of hours but then decided to go home for the night. Both had to get up early in the morning and wanted at least a few hours sleep. It was just as well, since the baby-sitter was due to return with the kids at any time.
After the children were put to bed Sal led Karen upstairs to the bedroom. She undressed quickly and got right into bed, but he had a surprise waiting for her. Tired as he was, Sal always had a little something left over for his wife.
Karen took one look at his huge erection and sighed with a mixture of weariness and passion. Well, she thought to herself, there's only one way to get him to sleep. She threw back the covers and parted her legs invitingly. Sal grinned at her and hurried to turn out the light.