Chapter 8
Billy showed up the next day alone. Herman had a job interview and couldn't join them.
"You know, I've enjoyed our little sessions," Barbara told him. "Even though I wasn't too crazy about the way it all started."
Billy chuckled. "At least you enjoyed yourself."
She nodded. "I have a lot to thank you for. But like a lot of things, all good things must come to an end."
A puzzled look crossed his face. "What do you mean?"
"It means the honeymoon is over. No more playing around! We have a few days left and
I want to make the most of it with you," she told him.
"I don't understand!" his face was still screwed up in bewilderment.
"My husband and I are going away on a vacation. After that, we may move from here," she lied. Actually, it wasn't a real lie. She was projecting her future plans. While the plans weren't finalized, she intended to see that they came to fruition.
"Oh!" Billy said. Disappointment registered in the simple exclamation.
"I have a big favor to ask of you!" Barbara said.
"Sure! Do you want me to buy some more of those gadgets?" he asked.
She smiled. "No! I have enough toys now to keep me happy. Can you get about a half a dozen of your friends up here about 9:30 Thursday morning? It's important to me. Especially, the time element."
He gave her a big grin. "You're looking for a gang bang! Jee-zus! You're really a hot piece of ass!"
Barbara returned his grin. "I owe it all to you, you big hunk of sex appeal! No! I have something else in mind."
She related her problem with Mel Tyler. Once and for all, she wanted to teach the bastard a lesson! Her plan was a simple one. Billy and his friends would be waiting, hidden, when Tyler came into the apartment.
When Tyler made his play, the boys would attack him and hopefully, subdue him. After that, Barbara hoped to discourage him from further annoying her.
Billy nodded. "Sure! No sweat! But after the guys work over this Tyler creep, they're gonna expect some kind of payment! You know! One hand washes the other!"
Barbara bobbed her head. "Don't worry! I understand perfectly. If this works, I'll be very happy to accommodate your friends."
Aside from the anticipated revenge, Barbara looked forward to Thursday morning. When Billy and Herman screwed her simultaneously, the erotic rapture had been twofold. She wondered what it would be like with a gang bang! Maybe she would take on three studs at a time! A cock all over!
Just the crazy thought of it gave her goose pimples! So was the sex exercise she planned for that morning making her cunt sweat a little.
She wore an abbreviated kimono-type robe. She leaned over to pour Billy a cup of coffee. It parted and partially exposed her heavy laden boobs. He looked at her tits and she smiled.
"Don't worry! I'll let you have a taste of them later!" she said lighting up a smoke.
It was during these clandestine moments that she allowed herself the luxuries of self-indulgence.
"You got something special going down?" he asked.
She grinned lewdly. "Yes! You and I doing a sixty-nine!"
He shook his head. "I didn't mean that! I mean do you have something planned!"
Barbara laughed. "I know exactly what you mean! It so happens I do have something special in mind."
"How about letting a guy in on your plans? You've been coming up with some wild scenes lately!" he said.
"Would you like to take a shower with me?" she asked.
Billy studied her, mulling over the question. "Yeah! I think that would be something! Sure, let's go!"
She stood and hurried to the bathroom, shucking off the robe on the way. Her tits bounced with a lascivious looseness and her ass cheeks jiggled with a voluptuous wiggle as she moved.
Billy paused for a moment and quickly stripped. He followed behind her. Her move was unexpected. She turned around and embraced him.
One arm encircled his shoulder. The other hand slipped down to his partial hard-on. She bowed her head to reach his face. Her mouth fastened against his lips.
Their mouths fused together. They kissed deeply. Her tongue passed into his open mouth to meet with his in a lingual embrace. The contact started erotic butterflies fluttering in her stomach. They kissed hard and passionately. Barbara made murmuring sounds of ecstatic pleasure.
"Mmmmm! Mmmmm!" Her murmurs vibrated against his tongue.
She gently tugged on his cock, encouraging its growth and hardness. Barbara made certain she didn't tease his prick too much. There was no point in having him cum now and wasting a lovely orgasm. She wanted to feel his cum in her mouth or filling her cunt. Shifting her attack, she began to caress his balls.
Billy had one hand encircled about her waist. He was busy massaging her cunt with his other hand. They stood in the center of the bathroom, locked in each other's embrace. Their bodies swayed as their mouths made crooning sounds of erotic ecstasy.
She released her hold on his cock and gently pushed him away. "It's time for fun and games!" she announced.
Reaching for the knobs, Barbara adjusted the water to a comfortable temperature. She stepped into the tub and invited him after her. After he got in, she closed the curtains.
"I'll do you first," she told him. "Just to give you an idea of how it's done. Then you can do me! Turn around!"
He stood with his back to her. Barbara picked up a washcloth and soaped it heavily. She began the ablution by lathering his shoulders. The washcloth scrubbed his back and moved downward to the croup.
Barbara gave perfunctory swipes to his buttocks. She scrubbed the back of his thighs and calves. Without warning, the soaped washcloth moved into Billy's crotch. His hips jerked at the contact. The muscles on his buttocks tensed and the cheeks closed briefly. He relaxed as her hand brushed along his perineum and up the crack of his ass.
She scrubbed his ass hole. Dropping the washcloth, Barbara squeezed her finger past his tight sphincter. Inside the puckered hole, her finger twisted and turned in erotic play. He wriggled his ass as she frigged his hole. Briefly, she indulged in this foreplay. She removed her finger and had him step into the shower spray. Her hand splashed water over his entire back, removing the lather suds.
"Turn around!" she ordered.
Barbara repeated the ritual. The washcloth scrubbed his neck and chest. It skimmed over his flat stomach and rubbed his pubic hairs. She rubbed over his thighs and shins avoiding his crotch. His stiff prick protruded, rigid without any visible support. The soap suds partially covered his cock in splotches with open patches of skin visible.
The washcloth covered his dick. She rotated the rough soapy cloth about his prick. The rough texture of the material added an exciting friction to the touch. Twisting the cloth about his prick, round and round, she stimulated the sensitive nerve endings of his penile skin.
"Ohhhhrrrr!" he groaned in rapturous erotic approval.
"Let me know when you're gonna cum!" she said.
He nodded as he rocked his hips in cadence with her tactile teasing. His thrusts increased in frenzied tempo.
Barbara didn't have to be notified he was going to pop his nuts. Billy's movements telegraphed his oncoming orgasm.
She removed the washcloth, exposing the reddened prick. The friction had deepened its color. Her palm cupped his balls, feeling the shifting of his nuts, heralding his climax. Her free hand closed over the head of his cock.
She gripped it tightly, feeling the deep contractions. The glutinous cum spurted into her palm. Barbara felt the sticky fluid spilling into her hand. Billy groaned. "Hunnnrrr!" His ejaculations were quick strong bursts. After the fourth one, the force of the penile spasms and discharge died down.
Barbara held her hand under the water spray and washed off the sticky cum. Billy stepped under the shower and let the refreshing water rinse his body.
"Here! It's your turn to do me!" she told him, handing him the washcloth.
Turning around, Barbara presented her back to him. She found this ritual exciting. The idea came to her after reading one of the sex novels.
Billy started the same way she did. He lathered her back and shoulders. His hand glided down to her shapely rump. He briefly lingered on her buttocks. The washcloth passed along the thighs and calves. He repeated the frigging sequence. His exploring finger dug into her anal sheath.
She felt the coarse material skim over her flesh. The contact was exciting. She anticipated the eventual frigging of her ass hole. Barbara waited expectantly for it to happen.
Although she was expecting it, Barbara's hips jerked in a reflex action as Billy pushed a finger into her ass. His finger was thrust deep into the erogenous orifice. Her ass wriggled as he massaged the sensitive muscles of her rectum.
Tiring of the play, Billy removed his finger. Barbara stepped under the spray and washed away the soapy scum. She turned around for him to work on her front.
The coarse cloth soaped her twin ivory mounds. Her small nipples hardened as the washcloth scrubbed across the tips. She felt a tingle spread from the tips of her tits down to her cunt. Her cunt started to salivate while her ass was being frigged. The flow increased with the stimulation of her tits.
Billy soaped her rib cage, her hips, and the flat of her stomach. He completely avoided the slit that gaped expectantly. He finished her thighs and lower legs. Returning to the cunt, Billy scrubbed away. His sweeping motions scraped at her clitoris and the mouth of her vagina.
The friction of his scrubbing kindled the embers of an erotic flame. She took a deep breath of ecstatic rapture. Her inhalation was a sigh of rapturous bliss.
"Fuck me, fuck me!" she urged. "Use your finger, your cock, anything! Hurry, hurry!"
Billy looked at the soap dish. A small nail brush was suspended in the wall soap dish. He picked it up and shoved the handle into her quim. She felt the hard plastic handle probing inside her pussy. Her hips rocked and with a writhing pelvis, Barbara moved in tempo with the frigging phallus.
The orgasm that suddenly erupted wasn't as strong as the others she experienced. Nevertheless, it left her with a contented feeling.
"Stop, stop!" she ordered. "Everybody out of the pool!"
Billy removed the brush handle. She stepped under the water, letting the spray wash off the lather.
They stepped out of the tub. Each took turns in drying the other off. After towelling each other dry, they returned to the bedroom. It had been the scene of several orgiastic memories. They had a leisurely cigarette together. Barbara was giving Billy an opportunity to recover from his first orgasm.
"I said we would do a sixty-nine! I'd like it better if we did each other separately," Barbara said. "Is that okay with you?"
"Sure!" Billy replied. "Do you want me to do you first?"
She shook her head. "No! I'll do you first!
Stretch out!"
He obeyed her command. Kneeling between his legs, Barbara's mouth encircled the reddish knob of his tumescent prick. With a strong suction, she vacuumed the vibrant dong past her lips, almost absorbing it completely in her oral embrace. With a kind of lustful abandon, she subjected the hard-on to a sensual lingual attack. Her wanton desire was due partially to the lascivious anticipation of having her cunt sucked off later.
Her soft lips encompassed his shaft, gently pressing down. Her supple tongue swiveled around the rim of the corona, along the underside of his cock. With skillful lingual technique, Barbara tantalized the sensitive swollen skin.
His back arched, pressing his prong deeper into her throat. Billy's hips started to buck, his ass cheeks bounced against the mattress. Her salacious tongue continued to tease his prick.
She grasped the loose flesh of his scrotum. Her fingers fondled his balls as her oral hold on his cock covered the shaft with erotic kisses.
Removing her mouth and releasing the captive cock, Barbara started to nibble his prick. Starting at the base, she worked slowly upward. Her teeth were sheathed by her lips. Using tiny nibbles, she worked her way upward back to the crown of his dick. His cock disappeared back into her oral cavern.
Her tongue and mouth resumed their tantalizing urgings. Billy started to bounce his hips on the mattress, fucking her voluptuous mouth. His legs jerked as he bucked back and forth.
Barbara grabbed the base of his prick to prevent him from burying it deep into her throat. She knew the pressure was building up. Any minute the safety valve would release the force behind it.
"Ahhhrrrrggg!" He made a raspy grunting noise as her talented tongue induced his orgasm. The thick milk-like fluid geysered into her mouth.
He made a final heave in an attempt to shove his erupting prick as far as he could in her mouth. His body was frozen; his back arched and suspended itself rigidly in mid-air.
She made little sucking sounds, absorbing his cum. She swallowed it freely. Her lips pressed against the flesh as it lost its stiffness. She drained out the last drops of his cum. Satisfied she had drained him, Barbara released her oral hold. Billy's body fell back against the mattress.
"It's my turn to have fun!" she declared. "Make it good!"
Billy assumed a kneeling position between her thighs. He slipped his hands under her buttocks, pulling her pelvis upwards. With her crotch close to his face, Billy licked the shaved puffed lips of her pudenda. His tongue slithered down to the clitoris. He lingered there briefly and moved towards the cuntal lips. .
First, one labia was treated to strong lingual caresses, then the other. His tongue was a fleshy drill that burrowed into her lascivious slit. It made little twisting motions as it scraped against the meatus.
Barbara arched her back slightly and pushed her crotch harder against his teasing sensual mouth. She wanted his tantalizing tongue to drive all the way into her eager twat.
His hand slid over the solid cheeks of her ass. One of his fingers lambently circled the puckered perimeter of her ass hole. The digital caress of her rectum sent little shivers running up her spine. Her crotch pushed into his face as her hips jerked. His insinuating finger caused the involuntary movement. Billy's finger began to massage the anal sheath as he continued to mouth her cunt.
A sigh of erotic pleasure escaped her lips. "Ahhhhrrrr!" It was a groan of ecstatic rapture. Barbara discovered that having her cunt eaten evoked a thrilling erogenous sensation. It was too bad that she never shared this pleasure with Frank.
Her hands capped Billy's head. She pressed his face closer to her throbbing snatch. He responded by licking her slit with renewed effort. With his mouth ravenously occupied, Billy had a little difficulty breathing. He breathed heavily through his nostrils. As he exhaled, the warm air filtered over her clitoris. It caressed the venereal papule, evoking more piquant thrills.
Barbara twisted her hips sensuously, grinding her cunt into his face and her ass on his finger. The gentle rumbling of an orgasm started deep in her loins. It was like the soft laps of water upon a shore. She wanted to feel the fury of a raging storm within her. That was what the multiple orgasms were like! The violent rage of a storm!
"Suck me, suck me! Harder, harder!" she urged.
She felt cool air upon the sphincter of her ass as he withdrew his finger. Billy shoved his finger into her box. His mouth moved to her clitoris and captured it. A shower of electrifying sparks exploded inside of her. He subjected her clitty to an oral abuse. His lips and tongue sucked and licked the tiny turgid piece of flesh. At the same time, Billy shoved his digital prick in and out of her wet cunt with frenzied strokes.
Her body was a study in animation. She was held in the throes of voluptuous erotic passion. Her head swung from side to side on the mattress. She arched her back, stiffening her body in mid-air. Barbara's hips bucked in the violent thrusting shakes of a hard fuck. Her pelvis writhed against the pummeling finger in her snatch and the rapacious mouth on her clitoris.
She felt the turbulence of the raging storm now. The orgasm was building up like a crashing crescendo. Any moment, the clashing cymbals would sound and the orgasms would engulf her. Her body would shake with the exquisite erotic rapture of voluptuous bliss.
"Oh, oh! It's cumming, Billy, it's cumming !" she announced. "Now, now!" It was a hoarse cry of urgency. "Frig me, frig me! Harder, harder! Oh, suck that lovely cunt! Suck me! Drain me dry! I'm cumming, I'm CUMM-MINNNGGGG!" she cried out in delirious rapture.
Barbara was conscious of the sensual voluptuousness that permeated her nervous system. She had a feeling of erotic well-being. The orgasm continued in a never-ending tide. Over and over, the climactic convulsions shook her body.
Her body trembled in quivers of lascivious pleasure. Billy continued to maintain the erogenous fire that burned inside of her. His finger and tongue sustained its efforts prolonging the orgasmic thrills for her.
She continued to twist and writhe in cadence with Billy's stimulating efforts.
Barbara's pussy was saturated with her cum. It overflowed and trickled down the sides of her thighs. She was aware of Billy's mouth lapping up the juices.
"More, more!" she insisted. "Fuck me, fuck me!"
Her ravaged cunt was suddenly deserted. His finger vacated the cunt. Her clitoris was no longer teased. She was ready to protest.
Billy's truancy was temporary. He placed himself in the hollow of her thighs. His prick slid easily into her slippery canal. The change in occupancy sent new erotic chills up her spine.
Billy used his cock as a battering ram. His ass rose and fell as he slammed his shaft in and out of her vaginal tunnel. She raised her legs and locked them over his back.
Barbara felt his virile cock digging into her snatch. Their bodies shook as they fucked in frenzied abandon.
The thrilling throbs of the multiple orgasms were still pulsating in her cunt.
"Fuck me, fuck me!" she urged him. "Oooo! That's good! That's goo-oood! Harder, harder! I'm still cumming! It's shooting out of me."
She felt his strong young prick scraping inside her box. Her vaginal throat was coated with the heavy emissions of her orgasms. The strong friction of a prick scraping along the walls of a cunt was absent. Yet, her quim was vibrantly sensitive and responsive.
His plunging sex piece suscitated her sweating twat. She tightened her legs about his hips. Both of them were perspiring from their efforts.
"Fuck me, fuck me!" Barbara grunted. "More, more! Just a little . . . more!" she gasped. "Oh, you fucker!" she cursed him in a fit of passion. "It's pissing out of me! I'm shooting another load! Here it cummmmsss!" she growled in a long hiss.
Each of them made the final thrusts as they simultaneously experienced a climax. Their bodies fused tighter as their sex organs released the viscous fluids.
Barbara felt his throbbing prick shaking with paroxysms of orgasmic pulsations. His thick cum mixed with the heavy effusions sloshing in her cunt from her emissions.
Billy collapsed from the effort. His head was cushioned on her heavy tits. Her legs were still entwined about his hips. Both were breathing heavily from the labor of the play.
They remained coupled this way for several minutes. Finally, they separated.
Barbara reached for a cigarette and lit up. She exhaled a cloud of smoke.
"Whew!" she exclaimed. "That was some fuck!" she declared approvingly. "That's the best I've had for some time."
"You've got plenty of stamina. I'm beat! I don't know how you do it!" Billy said.
"I found out that fucking is fun! And I'm making the most of it!" she answered.
"You should have a ball with the crowd I'm bringing Thursday," Billy said. "Which reminds me! I hafta start rounding them up now!" He began to dress. He shook his head in admiration. "You're a real fucking machine!"
"Yeah!" she said, her eyes shining. "And my parts don't wear out!"
He nodded his head. "I can believe it! I was gonna tell you to keep your box ready for the gang on Thursday! But that's stupid! That cunt of yours is always ready!"
"You better believe that!" she said with a touch of braggadocio. "Ready, willing, and able! Very able!"
He nodded in agreement. "Too fuckin' able!" he said and left.