Chapter 7
Linda stood over the sink, washing her lone dinner plate after a quick supper. She was still a bit shaken by Bill's discovery.
At first he had turned as white as a sheet. Then a crazy laugh broke from him. It was contagious. Every one in the orgy room had already come and they joined in. Joe had rushed in with three bottles of cold, uncorked champagne in his arms and passed them around. Pandemonium had broken loose as they took turns pouring the bubbly froth of wine into each other's mouth. In no time everyone was half sloshed, including Linda and Bill.
As the party ended, Bill said to Linda simply: "You won't tell Sue, will you?" "Not if you don't," she'd agreed with a grin.
And that had been that. Bill had disappeared in a flash to wherever his clothes were. All the orgy participants had left the room except Joe and Linda.
"Now it's my time to christen this place," he'd said, grabbing hold of Linda's curvaceous ass. In seconds he was out of his clothes, his cock stiff and plunging in and out of her cunt.
It had been some day, Linda thought now with amazement. Who would have thought ... only a few weeks before.
She dried the plate, stacked it in the cabinet, took off her apron and strolled into the living room. Without much thought she flipped on the TV. Her mind flashed to Hal.
What would she do about him? Her life was becoming unbelievably complex even if it was a powerhouse of excitement. She was afraid he was the kind of boy-man-who took love-making very seriously. She approved of that, but in this case it could prove dangerous. If Herb found out that his own kid brother had made it with her, there was no telling what his reaction would be. Herb had a violent streak in him. She knew that because that was how he had won football games. Since they had been married, she supposed he'd kept it for the marketplace, undercutting the competition, grabbing orders, making money.
But if business was as bad as he claimed, news about Hal and her could possibly make him flip out. Things like this had happened before.
Well, there was only one thing to do about it, and that was nip this romance in the bud. If Hal called or came by again, Linda had to put an end to it all immediately.
Pleased at herself for taking a tough stand, she turned her attention to the TV set. The sitcom drew her attention. And when the first laugh came, she laughed with it, suspending her usual critical eye for this kind of nutty programming.
Suddenly the doorbell rang.
"Oh, no. Hal," she muttered out loud. Reluctantly she went to the door as the bell rang again. She flipped on the front porch light and opened the door. There was no one there.
The doorbell rang again. It was out back. She ran to the kitchen to answer. She was surprised since no one who used the back entrance ever rang the bell. She remembered to put on the light and latch the chain on the door before opening it.
"It's me, Linda," whispered a male voice. Linda peered out.
"Bill!" she exclaimed with surprise and relief. She unchained the door and let him in. There, perspiring on a cool night, was Sue's husband. He blinked nervously. Linda leaned back against the door and watched him silently, waiting for him to say something.
"I just had to come over," he blurted out finally, his voice wrenched from vise-tight vocal chords. He licked his lower lip with a flick of the tongue and grinned sheepishly.
"So I see," replied Linda coolly, tossing her long blond hair. Bill backed off toward the kitchen table and, finding it behind him, sat down on the edge.
"I guess I want you to know that sex . . . with you . . . well, I never . . . It was incredible, just unbelievable, and . . ." He wiped the beads of sweat off his lip on the back of his hand. His crotch suddenly appeared to have a pipe stuck in it.
Linda was surprised to note that there was a sadist in her that was delighting in Bill's discomfort, horniness, and embarrassment.
"Really?" she said with up-flexed eyebrows. "But what about Sue and the kids?" Bill turned beet red.
"That's not fair, Linda. Jesus, what about Herb? Does he know you're working in a place like that."
"Frankly, no. I doubt if he'd care," she added, though she knew he would.
"Oh, let's stop this," he pleaded. "I'm not trying to wreck your marriage or mine. But I can't see why..."
"Why what?" she asked coyly.
"You know what, Linda. I want you. I want your body. Now, even. Right now on this goddamn kitchen table. Linda, please . . ." He held his arm out toward her. His prick prodded at his pant leg like a tent pole.
Linda hesitated. It was hard for her to resist a man with a raging hard-on, literally salivating for her body. But she didn't want this to become a habit. She was so afraid of how Sue would react if she ever found out.
She felt his eyes eating up every curve of her hips, particularly savoring the full jut of her tits. She felt a melting heat rising between her thighs. Watching him still, she twitched her legs together slightly, and felt a bolt of pleasure shoot up through her in response.
"This ean't become a habit, Bill," she said slowly, straightening up from her leaning position against the door, and taking a step toward him.
"I know ... I know," he whispered hoarsely. His prick jerked visibly in his pants. Linda took a few more steps toward him. The cock jerked and expanded again.
Bill jumped away from the table and swept Linda into his arms. Hungrily, urgently, his mouth raced over her face, kissing, his nose breathing deeply the warm odor of her flesh, his fingers running through her long hair. Reaching her mouth, his lips devoured it, the petallike texture of her lips driving him wild, his tongue shooting deep into the warm wetness of her mouth and tongue.
"Linda, ooh . . . let's do it right here . . . right on the table," he panted, spinning her around so that she was backed up against the table. He pushed up her skirt, yanked down her panties, and fell to his knees. His hot mouth and tongue licked and lapped and drenched her cunt lips and clit with spittle. Then his tongue churned deep into her twat.
Linda gasped with pleasure as the prodding tongue slashed and vibrated against the walls of her vagina. Waves of pleasure shot through her. Her cunt muscles contracted in spasms. His nose and upper lip-rubbed her stiffened clit. She spread her thighs wider with a groan and began pulling at her nipples.
Bill's nimble, eager tongue fucked and licked deep into her twat as he pulled his elongated prick out of his trousers and began stroking it. Suddenly he staggered to his feet and plummeted the stiff shaft deep up her cunt. A sharp cry burst from Linda's lips as she felt her pussy being invaded by the turgid pole. She wrapped her long legs around his waist and began fingering his big balls while he fucked in and out of her cunt like a demon.
Her blouse was already open. Now Bill pulled her large firm tits out of her bra and bent down to lick and suck all over first one, then the other, while never missing a stroke.
As Bill licked up her neck from her nut-hard nipple and plunged his tongue into her mouth, there was a knock on the kitchen door.
"Oh, Jesus," gasped Bill. Before he could do anything Sue walked in.
"Oh, my God ... oh, my God . . ." gasped Sue, her hands fluttering in the air, then trembling on her breasts.
Bill pulled his dick out of Linda's pussy and stood stupidly holding it in his hand, his face white as a ghost.
"Sue, I... I..." he stammered.
Linda sat up with a start. For a split second she thought she might faint, then she got a hold of herself.
"Sue!" she exclaimed. Then seeing her girl friend's spastic, staring eyes, as well as Bill's almost translucent face, she burst into laughter. It was partly hysterical release, partly honest humor at the ridiculousness of the situation.
"Linda!" gasped Sue, "are you freaking out?"
"Me?" laughed Linda, catching her breath. "Me freak out? You should see the faces on the two of you."
"Well, good God, after all, Linda ..." replied Sue heatedly.
"Good God what?" stated Linda calmly. "It seems I'm going to have to put all the cards on the table."
"Oh no, Linda no, you wouldn't!" gasped Sue. Then, obviously thinking fast, her face lit up in a flash. "It's simple. Let's just all continue."
Bill went bug-eyed, his limp prick in his hand.
"Well, I'll be damned," he muttered.
"Oh, heavens, Bill, nothing that drastic," quipped Linda, flashing a look of argent admiration at Sue's quick thinking and steady nerves. "I think it sounds great. Let's adjourn to the bedroom where we can all be more comfortable."
"How about a drink first?" suggested Sue, obviously in need of one, now that she'd made it over the hump, as it were.
"Great idea," said Linda, kicking her panties off her ankles and jumping off the table, her tits still sticking out of her bra. Realizing her disarray, she simply removed her bra and shed her blouse and skirt. Linda sauntered out of the kitchen stark naked, her sexy rump grinding from side to side as she led them into the living room.
At the bar she turned. "Oh, this is silly. Take off your things, hoth of you. You make me feel like I'm on stage." Both complied, though with a furtive look at each other first. Side by side Bill and Sue plopped down onto the sofa.
Bill made the first move. His hand reached over and rested on Sue's thigh. She smiled back at him coyly, as if they were newly-weds. She reached over and touched his prick, which was stiffening up again after the shock in the kitchen. In seconds they were kissing and caressing each other as Linda brought over three stiff bourbons and an ice-bucket on a tray. She set it down on the coffee table before them, took her glass and plopped two ice cubes into it and stirred the drink with her index finger.
"Drink up, love birds," said Linda, "and let me in the middle." Husband and wife moved apart on the sofa, leaving a spot where Linda could sit right down, which she did, as they put ice in their drinks and sat back. "Humm, this is cozy," added Linda, putting one hand on Bill's lanky thigh and one on Sue's round knee. Bill's dick snapped to attention. He took a deep sip of his drink. Sue also took a sip of hers, then set it back down on the coffee table, and snuggled up to Linda,
Linda put her small hand on Bill's long dick and began stroking its full length gently, teasing it with her touch so that it reared and jumped. In turn he reached down into Linda's crotch and began rubbing his finger over her moist clit and labia.
With her other hand Linda stroked between Sue's legs, over her firm belly, then back down to her brunette tangle and stroked her already stiff clit. A little cry of lust escaped from Sue's tender throat. Her lips hungrily nibbled over Linda's shoulder and down onto he,r ample breasts until they held the nib of her nipple and began working on the fleshy nut with teeth and tongue.
Beginning gently all three soon grew wild with the excitement of a threesome. Linda held Sue's head in her two hands and began kissing her small tender mouth passionately, tonguing deep into its hot, moist recesses. Bill, his prick abandoned, gobbled his way down into Linda's crotch, spreading her thighs wide so that he could begin eating her cunt. His dick jerked free in the air until he grabbed hold of it and began stroking it.
Sue moved away from Linda's mouth and, slipping onto her side, joined her husband in eating Linda's clit and pussy lips and licking the soft flesh of her inner thighs. Linda slid down the back of the sofa, spreading Sue's legs and plunging her hungry mouth into the woman's crotch.
With abandon, they luxuriated in each other's body. Sue's and Bill's lips met as they mutually ate Linda's cunt, taking turns plunging their tongues into her vagina. Linda's cunt gushed and began contracting with excitement. Sue and Bill licked up the juices and tongued into each other's mouth over Linda's erect clit.
Linda plowed her tongue now into Sue's pussy, churning it around, sucking her lips down on the thick labia, her lower lip rubbing and smacking at Sue's clit, which was becoming amazingly long and fingerlike.
Sue and Bill continued kissing passionately as Linda drew away from Sue's cunt and reached across to the coffee table for her drink. She took a sip, watching the two of them kissing, oblivious of her.
She began to have second thoughts. Maybe she should leave the two of them alone and go no further with this kinky little sex escapade. But just as she had decided to bow out, they stopped kissing each other and looked up at her, grinning. Then each of them took one of Linda's full-blown tits and began sucking hungrily all over it, finally going down on her red nipples, eating, chew^ ing, gnawing and tugging on the stiff nuts of flesh. Linda gasped with pleasure, grew so crazed with it that she began fingering her own twat, plunging two fingers deep up her.
With a smack, Bill, then Sue finished exciting Linda's tits, coming up for air, as it were.
"Take a nice cold sip of your drink and do that some more," suggested Linda in a low, seductive voice. Obediently and with smiles, both of them did as she asked.
When their mouths came back down on her already aroused tits, the cold tingle of their tongues and teeth shot shivers over her breasts and throughout her body.
Still cool, they turned their horny mouths back to Linda's crotch. The cool tingle of their tongues and lips excited her so much that she grabbed hold of both their heads and pushed them down on her cunt.
"I have an idea . . ." Linda finally said, hoarse with lust. She lay back flat on the sofa, steering Sue's cunt down over her mouth. Bill didn't need any directions. He threw Linda's legs over his shoulders and jammed his prick deep into her twat. Linda moaned loudly, reached up and pulled Sue's muff down on her face and inserted her tongue into the folds of her pussy. Sue let out a yelp and ground her groin down on Linda's hungry mouth, then brushed it back and forth, loosening and exciting the folds of her labia. Linda's tongue pushed inside Sue's vagina and skimmed and churned about her cunt walls, licking out the juices that were beginning to gush from deep inside her.
Bill continued fucking with abandon. He leaned forward so that he could fuck Linda's cunt and kiss and tongue into Sue's mouth at the same time. Sue moaned with pleasure over and over, sticking on her husband's nervous tongue, and grinding her cunt lips over Linda's mouth and chin while Linda's tongue churned and licked inside her.
She was the first to come. With a sharp cry she peaked, gushing pussy juice over Linda's gulping, sucking mouth. Wild with the excitement of eating Sue's twat and having Bill's long prick ramming in and out of her slippery cunt, Linda was next to come, bucking her crotch up against Bill's balls and groin.
Bill fucked faster and harder as he watched both women writhing in orgasm. Wordlessly he reached a crazed, fast-fucking pitch, and shot a load, splattering it deep into Linda's cunt, his long rod flexing in spasms, until he shot another load and then another. Bill had never shot off so many times. As the last spurt shot out of his fuck-pole, he collapsed, exhausted, on top of Linda and sucked her tit into his mouth.
They lay all together in a warm heap of flesh and bone, enjoying each other's close animal warmth, then gradually, one by one, sat up and began finishing their drinks.
Linda got up and went into the kitchen to collect her clothes. Suddenly the doorbell rang. She peered out the back. No one. This time it was the front, and she bet she knew who it was.
She rushed into the living room. Sue and Bill were scrambling into their clothes. Silently she pointed toward the kitchen. Sue started to say something, then stopped.
The doorbell rang again, and then again. Sue and Bill had to leave, otherwise it would be difficult to explain why it had taken so long to answer the bell. Thinking quickly, Linda ran upstairs and, rather than dressing, got into a frilly negligee.
When she got back downstairs, Bill and Sue were gone. She opened the front door.
It was Hal.