Chapter 10
A few days later Harry found himself alone in a bedroom with Leslie Alcott. He felt dazed. The whole thing seemed like a dream.
Susan was in their guest bedroom, undoubtedly fucking Leslie's husband Roy. The whole thing seemed crazy.
Harry was forced back to earth. Leslie was pressing up against him, obviously anxious for him to fuck her.
"Don't be shy," she said.
"I'm not shy," he grunted.
He pushed all thought of Susan out of his mind. He took the blonde into his arms and soon they were locked in an open-mouthed kiss. She felt good. He liked her slinky body.
The kiss soon became hotter. Their tongues sucked and licked in each other's mouths. Their bodies pressed together more tightly. He could feel the thrust of her tits. He could feel her round little belly pressing against his hardening cock. He had an aching hard-on and he was eager to fuck her.
As her hands tightened around his back and her mouth opened wider he rammed his tongue deep into her throat. She shuddered with pleasure. His cock twitched as she began sucking on his tongue. He was sure she could feel his quivering hard-on.
She gasped as their mouths pulled apart. "Let's get with it!" she hissed.
The bed was only a few feet away and Harry was more than ready for it. Leslie's eyes glittered. She looked eager to be fucked.
He liked her looks. He always had. Now that he was about to stick his big prick into her pussy he thought she was better looking than ever.
It was damn exciting to fuck a woman he'd known only as a friend of his wife! It was also exciting that Leslie was a blonde. Fucking a blonde would be something different. It wasn't like with Muriel. Muriel had been a pickup. Leslie was someone he knew socially.
"Let's get your dress off," he growled huskily.
Leslie purred. "Take it off for me."
He stared at her. Then he reached over and found her zipper and drew it down. There were a few snaps to be loosened, and then he gathered the dress in his hands and lifted it off her body.
She wore a short slip edged with lace. Her lacy bra was cut low enough to reveal the luscious swelling of her tits. His cock throbbed at the sight of her creamy flesh.
Reaching around her, he unhooked her bra and drew the cups away. Her tits stood high and firm. Her pink nipples pointed at him like little spikes.
"Gorgeous jugs!" he hissed.
The globes of her tits jiggled with each movement of her body. She smiled at the eagerness in his eyes. Cupping her hands under her tits, she offered them to him.
He gasped as he watched her fingers rolling her nipples. Grabbing her tits, he fondled and squeezed them as she tilted her head back and closed her eyes.
"Oh, yes!" she moaned. "Play with my tits!"
Her blonde hair streamed down her back. She arched her back and squirmed her body under his caressing hands. She was going to be a hot one!
"Squeeze them hard," she hissed.
He bent down and briefly stuck his tongue in her mouth again, kissing her deeply. His hands moved to the elastic of her slip. While he kissed her, sucking thirstily at her mouth and tonguing into it, he pushed her slip down to the tops of her thighs.
Plunging his tongue in and out of her mouth, he squeezed her ass through her nylon bikini panties. When he finally released her, he looked up and discovered that he could see the reflection of her ass in the dresser mirror.
He watched his hands span her meaty white asscheeks. He kneaded and rolled her asscheeks through the transparent material of her panties. The little bikinis were edged with white lace, and the edges worked their way up to slant across her lush ass.
Her full firm thighs were milky white. His hands clutching her ass, he lowered his head to kiss her nipples.
"Oh, yeah!" she hissed. "I like that! Suck them, lover! Suck my tits! Suck me!"
Her fingers tangled in his hair, firmly holding his head, urging him to suck her harder. He licked and nipped at her stiff nipples. He nuzzled back and forth from one to the other ripe full melon. He nursed at her nipples with his lips and tongue and rubbed his face on her soft tit-flesh.
Her tits were as big as Susan's, but they stuck straight out. They weren't as soft as Susan's. They were like toy balloons, topped with hard little pink nipples. They tasted sweet between his lips.
"Yummy," she crooned. "I like the way you use your mouth. Do you suck pussy, Harry? I like to be eaten first."
The smell of her perfume filled his nostrils. His knees were weak with lust. He liked the way she smelled and he liked the way she tasted.
He lowered his body now, sinking to the carpeted floor in front of her. He pulled her slip down and helped her step out of it. He ran his hands back up to her panties and fondled her asscheeks.
The scent of her perfume was even stronger now. He could smell it between her thighs. Leaning forward, he nuzzled her belly through her panties.
"Oh, yeah, Harry," she purred.
Her hands caressed his hair, urging him to use his mouth on her. He rubbed his face over her nylon-covered cunt mound, sniffing and massaging her bush of blonde cunt hair.
"I always thought you'd be interesting in bed," she said. "The first time I saw you I wondered what it would be like to fuck you. Do I turn you on, lover?"
He didn't answer but playfully bit the plump flesh of her cunt mound. She squealed with pleasure. She squirmed her ass against his hands. She tickled his ears and ran her fingertips lightly around his ears and neck and hair. She pulled his face more tightly into her crotch.
"Go to it, baby!" she cooed. "I love it!"
He had a real hunger to eat her cunt. At the same time he wondered what Susan was doing. It suddenly occurred to him that Roy Alcott might be going down on Susan at this very moment! His marriage to Susan was something crazy now, but at least it wasn't dull!
He began licking and nibbling at her thighs.
Her flesh was firm and warm and sweet. He kissed his way up and down her thighs and along the insides, nibbling and licking at the tender flesh.
She crooned and moved her legs apart. She stood there with her hands on her hips and watched him running his mouth over her inner thighs.
"That's nice," she purred. "That's very nice."
She rolled her hips, rubbing her thighs against his face. He swabbed up and down the insides of her soft thighs with his tongue. She moaned now. She squatted down a bit so he could work the flat of his tongue all over. He gradually worked his tongue up the insides of her thighs to her crotch.
He licked around the edge of her panties, pulling with his teeth on the stray blonde cunt hairs that peeked out under the elastic. She mewled with delight.
"Pull my panties off!" she hissed. "Get them off! Quick!"
He straightened up and rested on his knees. He felt lightheaded and giddy. He grabbed the waistband of her bikinis and pulled them down enough to expose her round little belly.
"Down!" she hissed.
She was impatient to have his mouth on her cunt. She gyrated her hips now, squirming her crotch in front of his face.
He pulled the top of her panties down, moving with deliberate slowness. Soon her blonde bush was exposed. She impatiently stepped out of her panties and kicked them away.
She shoved her cunt mound towards him, gasping and whimpering with excitement. He gazed with lust at her puffy cunt mound. She had a thick bush of cunt hair, but her cuntlips were visible and he could see the wet pinkness of her slit.
His cock throbbed wildly in his pants. It was so hard it threatened to burst through the cloth. He could smell her pussy. The mixture of cunt smell and perfume nearly drove him wild.
He wondered why he hardly ever went down on Susan. It didn't make sense. He liked pussy and had never had any problems about cunt-lapping. He liked it, yet with Susan he was inhibited. Well, they would have to change all that. It was time they had more fun in life!
"Do you like my pussy, Harry?"
"It looks delicious."
"Are you going to eat it?"
"What do you think?"
"I don't know. Some men don't like to eat pussy."
"Well, I'm not one of them," he grunted.
Gripping her thighs, he guided her backward to the edge of the bed. She sat down and then lay back. She splayed her thighs open to expose all of her cunt.
He could see her glistening pink flesh framed by her bush of blonde curls. It was a luscious pussy. It was a cunt made for sucking.
Leaning forward, he reached under her ass and grabbed her plump asscheeks. He raised her crotch up and lowered his head to feast on her wet pink pussy.
"Oh, yes," she cooed. "That's good! Eat me, Harry! Eat my pussy! Suck me out!"
She pulled her knees back to her chest to open herself as much as possible to his mouth. He teased her by first kissing and nibbling at the insides of her thighs again. He trailed his hot wet tongue down one thigh, across her crotch, and up the other thigh.
She shivered at the wonderful sensations produced by his wet tongue. He blew his hot breath against her cuntlips. His head twisted and turned in the warm valley of her thighs.
"Oh, God!" she moaned, as his tongue began swabbing her slick meaty gash. He licked up and down, nibbling with his lips and tongue and teeth. He finally clamped his mouth squarely over her pussy and pushed his tongue into her juicy cunt-flesh.
"Oh, Jesus, that's good!" she squealed.
She grabbed a pillow and put it under her head so she could watch him. He mashed his face against her wet oozing cunt. Thick musky-smelling cuntjuice gushed out of her cunthole. He lapped it up gluttonously.
Now his tongue reached deep into her cunthole, twisting around, probing and searching. His nose mashed into her clit, bending and rolling the hard little passion-button.
"Oh, Christ, Harry, that's good!"
Her body arched up off the bed but he held her down firmly. Well, he thought, now I've been introduced to Leslie Alcott!
It seemed crazy to him that he was down here with his face in her crotch. He'd never even thought of the possibility. He'd always felt just friendly towards Leslie, but nothing more.
He turned his attention back to his cunt-sucking. He liked it. What he liked even more was the prospect of fucking her. He tongued her pussy, flipping her clit, nuzzling her cunthole, and lapping up her cuntjuice.
"Oh, Christ! Keep sucking, Harry! Keep sucking!"
When he finally pulled his face away from her crotch and rose up on his feet, Leslie's eyes were wild with lust. She looked almost ready to come. She was primed.
"I want cock, Harry!" she wailed. "Fuck me!"
Susan had told him that Leslie was bisexual. Looking at her now, it seemed hard to believe.
Fuck it! he thought. He didn't care one way or the other. Whatever she was, at this moment she had a ripe cunt ready for fucking!
"Oh, God, Harry!" she groaned. "Get your clothes off and fuck me!"
Gazing down at her wide open thighs and exposed cunt, he quickly stripped his clothes off. She leaned back on the bed with her legs apart. She looked vulgarly sexy. He could see the white film of cuntjuice on the slick meaty petals of her pussy. Her blonde cunthair was matted down and darkened with her sticky cuntjuice. Her pink inner lips looked swollen.
Her nipples were spiked and hard with desire. Her eyes smoldered as she stared at him now that he was naked. He fisted his hard cock and looked down at her, unmoving.
"Come on!" she hissed. "Get over here! Fuck me!"
"You look like you're about ready to go up in smoke," he chuckled.
Groaning, she slipped a hand down to her cunt and fingered her wet cuntlips. She pried them apart to show him her oozing cunthole. The sight of her gaping wet cunt made it impossible for him to delay any longer.
Climbing on the bed, he dropped on top of her. His cockhead found its way to the dripping and hungry mouth of her cunthole. When he had his cockhead resting at the entrance to her cunt, he rammed forward and plunged his prick into her pussy with a single deep stroke.
"Lovely!" she moaned.
She lifted her legs high over his back. He began fucking her now. He fucked her long and hard and deep. She was soon squirming her ass on the bed and pumping her cunt furiously back at his cock.
She pulled against his back with her legs, grinding her wet hot cunt against his crotch.
"Oh, yeah!" she wailed. "Oh, yeah!" '
Again and again his hard cock battered her pussy. He knew he wouldn't last long. He was too keyed up. The excitement of getting his cock into a new cunt made it impossible for him to hold out.
"Oh, God, I'm coming!" she cried.
The moment he felt the spasms of her cunt walls it was all over for him. He grunted, heaving his body as he fucked faster and faster. His cock suddenly twitched and began flooding her with his cream.
"AH! AH! AH!" he grunted as shot after shot of hot cock-cream spewed out of his cockhead, splashed into her cunt, and gushed out again. His balls made a slapping sound as they slammed into her ass.'
He felt her fingers on his balls and in the crack of his ass. No, it couldn't be her fingers. Leslie had her hands on his shoulders. He turned his head and saw Susan. She smiled at him. She clutched his balls and drove a finger into his asshole.
"Tell me you love me," Susan said.
Harry groaned. "I love you, Susan!"