Chapter 8
Guy Greenley felt like a fifth wheel on a wagon, sitting on the sofa with a cup of brandy-laced coffee in his hand watching the cock spurring spectacle of Paul Comstock batter the virgin teenager's cunt into a bleeding pulverized mass of sizzling, palpitating flesh . while his own naked wife groveled on the floor, squealing as Zelda masturbated her. Christ, it wasn't even noon yet!
His jaw clenched, rage smoldering in his body.
If Sonia was consciously trying to make an ass of herself, she deserved a gold medal. If the bitch was that hot she could have come to her own husband instead of being finger-fucked by another female. Like last night . `Oh, I'm too tired, Guy.' Tired, right .! She wouldn't be able to sit on her fanny for a week when he finished with her. Yet, his glistening penis jerked up between his thighs as he watched Sonia's breasts heave with lust as the sleek tanned blonde sat behind her, playing her greedy hands over his wife's flesh. Over the rim of his coffee cup he watched Zelda spread Sonia's pussy juices around the dilated lips of her cuntal slit, and all the while Sonia's eyes never left Paul Comstock's thick cock sliding in and out of Cindy's vagina. Jealousy, rage and a hundred other emotions ricocheted around in Guy's fevered brain.
Sure, he'd seen women touching, playing each other's bodies like a precious Stradivarius violin on the glossy ages of slick men's magazines, but to see his own wife cooing and squealing under another woman's fingers was too much frosting on the cake! Zelda's hands were aflutter, squeezing and hefting Sonia's breasts in her hands as she kissed the dark haired woman's throat with succulent lips and teased her maddened pussy lips. Christ, it was sop damned debauched he couldn't stand to look, though his penis began to swell and a drop of milk white cum dribbled out of the unblinking eye at the tip as his whimpering wife slid her hands along the inner flesh of Zelda's tawny thighs alongside her own outstretched legs.
Suddenly Sonia stiffened, her lower jaw dropping slack as Zelda teased her tiny swollen clitoris, rubbing a polished finger tip over the rosebud for a few polishing strokes while her other hand duplicated the lewd motion on Sonia's diamond chip nipples. Grudgingly, Guy had to credit his hostess for one thing: She knew how to arouse a fury of lust in either sex in record time. Amusedly, he wondered if there were prizes for people like Zelda. But as the purring blonde darted her middle finger into Sonia's soft pussy and his wife shuddered and jerked on it, Gus was ready to spring off the sofa and stuff his cock in Sonia's mouth . ram it right down her throat!
He would expect that Sonia wouldn't mind at all. But another, headier vengeance flashed in Guy's sizzling mind as he watched his wild eyed wife wriggle her naked ass cheeks back against Zelda's frothing pubic mound. His haughty wife had always thought her plump ass cheeks were something sacred, and Guy almost choked on his coffee with profane glee at his idea, wishing the blonde haired vixen would speed up her activity and make Sonia cum so he could plug his bitchy wife in the ass.
"Feel good, baby?" murmured Zelda in Sonia's ear, as she wormed her rigid middle finger into Sonia's pulsing cunt flesh and wriggled it around her slippery walls in a sensuous grinding motion that made Sonia's eyelids flutter like butterfly wings. Like Cindy, Zelda would turn her into a clawing maniac and leave her high and dry, curious to see what Sonia would do to gratify herself.
Zelda's wicked penchant for masturbating both sexes made her feel infinitely powerful as she controlled their pleasure and pain, playing on their genitals like a virtuoso bringing strains of passionate music from a violin.
Another finger, darling?" taunted Zelda in Sonia's ear, rolling and pinching one of her blood engorged nipples with cruel pressure. "Would you like two fingers up your juicy cunt so you can cum all over me?"
Sonia shed pride and inhibition in one word: "Yes. Yesss!" she moaned, her impaled cunt writhing on the blonde's stroking finger. The forest fire in her pussy was too far gone as Zelda squirmed her hot naked breasts into her victim's back and burrowed her own steaming pussy mound to Sonia's sensitive nether cheeks, the blonde sensualist's tongue slithering into her ear and tracing hot circles on Sonia's soft throat.
"Not yet." Zelda smiled to herself as she pulled her middle finger free and switched her assault to Sonia's pulsing clitoris. The housewife polka-dotted with goose-bumps and moaned in her arms, her slender naked body twitching as the oozing hot liquid of her empty cunt flowed uselessly out between her thighs, glazing them.
Zelda's darting eyes fell on Guy Greenley sitting pouting on the sofa. About time that insipid bastard takes control and puts his trampy wife in place.
Oozing with lust, Zelda gawked at her husband and the thrashing girl on the rug, noticing with a twinge of concern that Paul's strokes were slower and heavier while Cindy swung her ass cheeks and squealed ecstatically. Poor boy is getting on in years, thought Zelda with genuine sadness. If only he would let himself cum so she could have her deflowered angel all to herself. Sometimes promises, like husbands, got in the way of pleasure .
"Fuck meee," wallowed Sonia, crushing Zelda's hand to her wetly throbbing pussy, shivering all over with the need to cum, "Please, Zelda . fuck me harder!" Her voice was gilded with irritation. Smirking confidently, Zelda adjusted her timing to Paul's pumping loins. Fantastic! He was going to cum soon! Zelda wormed two oily fingers slowly up into Sonia's sucking pussy and the housewife hunched on the stiffly fucking digits, her buttocks churning against Zelda's sopping cuntal hairs.
"Oh . I'm . going to cum, Zelda!" Sonia squealed shrilly.
That's what you think! grinned Zelda in silence. Quickly, she wrenched her dripping fingers from Sonia's mouse trap cunt and the housewife stared at Zelda's dripping fingers in horror, shaking her head violently, gasping. "What's wrong? Oh, Gawd, you've got to make me cum!"
"Just hang on, hang on ." Her oily fingers went to work tweaking Sonia's nipples as if to unscrew them. "I want to watch my husband cum first."
A few feet away, oblivious to everything except for the meaty cudgel battering into her seeping cunt, Cindy jolted against the electrical spark of her second orgasm spreading fire in her loins. Paul's rubbery cock head hammering against the cushiony tip of her cervix deep inside her fluttering belly was the match that set it off. Her oiled belly smacked against his tight abdomen and she squirmed to impale herself with every ounce of strength in her. God, but fucking was wonderful! Every creamy inch of her thrashing body tingled with joy as Paul's cock plunged deeper and harder into her deflowered little cunt as his cock tip swelled to rock hardness with his threatening cum.
Frantically, Cindy locked her slippery calves up around his neck and milked his heavy balls in her hand, her twitching cunt flesh wriggling in ecstasy on his thick penis as the full fury of her second climax rippled through her cunt.
God, if he fucked any deeper, her insides would turn to Jell-O!
"NOW, NOW . AAAAGGGGHHHH! I'M CUMMING!"
The sperm boiled and seethed in the steaming cauldron of his testicles and Paul's hands jerked her squirming ass cheeks up tighter against his grinding hips as he burrowed his hardness up to her cervix. Her animal grunts stung his ears as her pussy sucked at his cock. Zelda's husband stiffened and moaned as Cindy gushed her secretions to meet his sperm.
Cindy slammed her heels into his back as if trying to crack his ribcage, tremors racing through her stinging belly, rocking back on the rug and squeezing his balls with her fingers as scalding spurts hosed into her pussy and dribbled down her glazed thighs.
Tension crackled in the air as Paul pulled free his withered tube and unlocked her shuddering legs from his shoulders, spreading them on the floor as he struggled to sit up. Damn . he wiped the sweat from his forehead, grinning at his wife and shaking his head in silent concession that he wasn't the stud he'd once been. Reverently, he knelt between Cindy's thighs, staring at the red threads of virginal blood mingling with his milky sperm on her inner thighs. Her pink cuntal lips pulsated like a tiny throbbing heart. The girl had a soul down there in her cunt . she sure did.
Paul felt someone tapping him on the shoulder and he looked up to see his wife's wet-lipped mouth.
"My turn now, darling," said Zelda, staring down at the still squirming ex-virgin. Behind Zelda sat Sonia Greenley on the floor, her eyes glazed with anger and frustration, her teeth nibbling anguishedly at her pouting lower lip.
"Dammit!" she spat. "Of all the dirty tricks ." For the first time she openly glowered at Zelda, letting her discontent be known. Behind her, Guy snickered, his erection bloating happily at the thought of his perfect vengeance.