Chapter 1
Cindy Gregory's eyes lit up as she walked out of the shower. She moved her shapely ass as she walked toward the bed where her husband, Jim, sat nude. She could see that his eyes danced from her firmly formed young breasts to her thighs, where her forest of curly blond pubic hair covered her cunt. Jim smiled at her.
Cindy enjoyed the look in his eyes, as if he were thinking that she as a woman would be something juicy and delicious. She sat down on the bed and spread her legs so that he could see her naked cunt. She saw arousal in his cock as he gazed at its pink lips.
Jim smiled again and then grabbed her and kissed her. As they kissed, his hand went down between her thighs and he spread the lips of her twat, then found the little knob of her clitoris and tormented it
Cindy broke the kiss. "I'm getting hot," she told him. "Oh, I'm warming up."
He got off the bed and Cindy sensed immediately that he was going to go down on her before he fucked her. Most of the older men did that. The young men got hard-ons and shoved their peckers right up her, but the older guys seemed to like to eat a girl and they also liked being sucked off later.
She watched as he felt her thighs and then parted them wider, then his hot tongue moved around the lips of her pussy. She wanted to grab his head and shove his tongue in her. The slow teasing was driving her crazy.
Then she felt his tongue go up her and she lay back. He shoved it up her and inched it in and out like a sturdy prick.
Before they were married, she had known that he was hot for her and she had started borrowing money from him. He never refused. Strangely enough, Jim was the first in the office to make her. Everyone knew that he also fooled around with the bookkeeper, Gloria Duncan, and that Gloria liked it up her ass.
Gloria had got wind that Cindy was sleeping with Jim too, and had told her that she had better keep her hands off. Cindy replied that Jim was fair game and told Gloria to fuck off.
Jim ate her and sent thrills through her. From time to time, he would take his tongue out of her cunt hole and tweak her clit with his tongue.
"Oh, that cream-cheese pussy," he sighed. "I have to rim your ass," he said, as he stopped muffing her.
Jim's tongue groped between her ass cheeks and then tickled her asshole. She had never had it that way before. Then he played with her twat as he licked her ass.
Finally he returned to her pussy. His tongue kept hitting her clit while he moved his finger in and out of her asshole. Then she looked down and saw Jim's big hard prick. She centered her gaze on the red, wet head. She grabbed for his cock, but he stopped her.
"Not yet," he said.
She watched him get the lubricant and then she felt the thick head at her asshole. He lunged and she felt the head of it slip into the tight ring of her rectum.
"Take it easy, baby. Think of me as a powder puff, not a driving range," she said.
She shivered as she thought of that same cock going up into Gloria's ahole. Gloria had a beautiful round ass. Cindy was straight, but she couldn't help but admire a nice ass on a woman.
He inched the cock in and played with her cunt as he did it. That big hard cock was halfway up her asshole, when he said huskily, "Can you take it-the whole thing?"
"Yeah, why not?" she answered.
She felt the lunge and then she felt his balls knocking at the curve of her buttocks. He fucked her ass as she moved with him. He put his ringer in her cunt and excited her there. He exploded and his creamy sperm flooded her ass.
"Ooooooooh baby, I hate to stop now," she said.
She was turned on and they went to the shower together. She bathed him and played with his cock until it was hard, and then she went down on him in the shower. She took his cock, that had also filled her asshole, in her mouth. She pushed it in and out of her mouth. She felt it throb and jerk and she enjoyed the salty taste of it. Just as her mouth muscles tired, she felt him squirt her in the mouth.
They went back to the bed. He stuck his darting tongue in her juicy cunt. She rolled sideways and looked at Jim's cock. It was stiff and it was long and thin. It was funny how all men seemed to have different-looking pricks, she said to herself.
She arched as she felt herself near a climax and his tongue slithered in and out of her more quickly. Her pussy lips were wide open as she came.
Jim got up and Cindy reached for the cock and gripped it. Jim let her lead him to her and mounted her.
"You better put that thing in me," she said, "and put out the fire that you started, baby."
He shoved his dick into her.
"Ohhhhhh, ooooohhhhh," gasped Cindy. Jim put his hands under her ass cheeks and lifted them.
He sucked her nipples and kissed them as he fucked her. He kept saying, "Oh, I wanted you so bad tonight. I really dreamed of doing this."
Cindy felt his hard, throbbing cock in her. She snickered to herself. She was getting fucked again. It seemed that she was some sort of sex machine and all men wanted to fuck or suck her.
She moved her hips up to meet his thrust. She felt him cup her ass cheeks as he lifted her buttocks and drove faster. She was about to climax, but wondered if he had any juice left inside him.
Jim slid his prick out of her.
"Hey, what the fuck are you doing?" she demanded.
"Take it easy. Roll over," he commanded.
Jim started fucking her dog fashion with his cock in her twat to the hilt.
"Move that ass, baby," he urged. "Move that big ass."
Cindy looked up and saw in the mirror the reflection of their two smoldering bodies.
She got a lot of feeling and then she had a climax, and he was gasping, "Oh, darling, I'm going to go off any minute."
Finally, they both couldn't hold back and they came together. She felt his hot juices flooding her cunt and then they lay back, breathing hard.
"Let's fuck every different way there is, Jim," she said.
Cindy had a ball with sex. It was a big part of her life. She was a sex machine and she had played it fast and loose, but she liked it that way. She didn't have to have him in her bed. No one forced her, except the sex itch.
They had some drinks and Jim told her about Clay Morse and Clay's wife, Janis, and how he had once spent the weekend with them. Clay and he took turns being blown by Janis, who was a swapper. He fucked her while she sucked Clay's prick. Then he confessed, "One time, I had it up her ass as she titty-fucked her husband. It was wild."
They talked more about swingers and then Jim interrupted her. "I've got an idea. Why don't I call up Clay and Janis? We could play some really good games."
"Okay with me, but can you take it? You've been screwing all night," she asked.
"Sure, I'm made of steel," he laughed. "Don't worry about me. When I get a chance to swing, I take every advantage of it. But let me warn you about one thing, I think Janis swings both ways."
"There's always a first time for everything. Don't worry, I can take care of myself."
Jim made the phone call. Janis told them to come right over.
"I think I'll call a cab and leave the car here. I may not be in shape to drive back," he laughed.
The cab came in about fifteen minutes. It drove them to a nicer part of town to a home worth about $50,000.
"Boy, this is some place," Cindy exclaimed.
"Wait until you see the inside. It was done by a professional decorator. He was a fag, but they're the best, you know."
The door opened and Janis answered. She was really gorgeous. Cindy couldn't wait to see her figure that was hidden by her robe. She was sure that it matched her face.
"Come on in. Clay's in the den," she said.
'This is a nice place you've got here," Cindy exclaimed.
"Thanks, we like it," Janis said.
"What's Clay doing?" Jim asked.
"Oh, he's getting a few last minute things together. We're going up to Old Mineral Springs this weekend. Hey, if you two aren't doing anything, why not join us?" Janis asked.
"That sounds great," Jim exclaimed. "How about it, Cindy, are you game?"
"Sounds great!" Then Cindy hesitated, said, "What about that sex maniac that was in the headlines. Didn't he knock off three girls there? Has he been caught?"
Janis shrugged. "He-if it is a he-hasn't been active in two months. Clay called to ask about him last night when he made reservations. The word is he's no longer a danger."
"Come on, Cindy," said Jim. "Even if he comes to life again, why would he pick on us? We can mind our own business and have a ball."
Cindy gave in. She patted her husband's fly and said, "Well, if he does come, you can club him to death with your spar."
"That's my Cindy," said Jim approvingly, as Janis broke up over Cindy's joke.
Clay walked in, said, "Greetings, group. Did I hear you say you're going to make the scene with us?"
"Right on," said Jim.
"Why don't you two go home and pack what you need and get back here?"
"Hey!" said Clay. "Give them a break, Jan. They just got here. Let's have a drink."
"Too early," said Jim. "How about calling a cab for us? I left the wheels at our house."
"In that case," said Clay, "why don't Jan and I finish packing. Then well drive you...
Clay and Janis were ready in no time. They drove quickly back to the Gregory home. It took Jim only about five minutes to get his clothes together.
While Cindy was still packing her clothes, Jim got his car off the main street and parked it around the corner. "All I need is for some drunken sot to smash into it while I'm gone," he told Janis.
"Tell me, does Cindy know that I'm double-gaited?" Janis asked.
"Well, I sort of insinuated that you might be. I told her that I wasn't sure. I really didn't know if you wanted me to bare your whole story to her," Jim said.
When Cindy came toward the car, Janis got out.
"Why don't you two boys sit in the front? Cindy and I will get better acquainted." Before anyone could reply, Janis ushered Cindy into the back seat and slid in next to her.
"I'm glad that the car is air-conditioned. It's going to be a hot trip," Cindy said.
"Have you ever been up there before?" Janis asked as the car edged toward the freeway.
"No, I've always wanted to go, but never had the opportunity. I hear that it is very expensive and that only the cream of the crop go up there."
"Well, that's one way to put it," Clay laughed.
The trip took about an hour and a half. Clay was asleep in the front seat when they arrived. Jim had switched places with Clay a short time back.
Janis sat very close to Cindy throughout the whole trip. From time to time, Janis would let her hand slip on Cindy's leg.
"Here we are, Cindy," Jim said. "Is it what you had expected?"
"Sort of," she replied.
She was glad to get out of the car and stretch her legs. She was always ill at ease with other women. She felt that they competed with her sexuality. She was very conscious of it. She had been told over and over again by men that what men wanted from women was sex. She knew that every woman had the same equipment and could give sex to any man. It was elementary.
Cindy studied Janis. She was a sleek-looking woman with a big ass. She had small breasts. Small breasts gave Cindy the idea that a woman was not what she called "bovine female." In her lifetime, she had found that big-titted women screwed a lot. Their tits were sensitive and when they were sucked on it aroused other nerve ends.
The big ass was another matter. The core of all women was pussy. Her pussy was more sensitive than her breasts or her nipples. Once a man got his finger in her pussy and tormented her sex bud, her clitoris, she gave in.
She laughed when she recalled that someone had said that Jim was a strong, honorable man. She couldn't swallow that about any man. Jim, like any man, she believed, would fuck a snake if someone Yield its head.
She was prepared for a weekend of sex and fun and games. She was sure that Janis was, too. She had been thinking a lot about fucking on the way up. She wanted to see a man sweat and groan and be deep in her. She wanted to hear him beg her not to stop.
Janis smiled at her. "There'll be a hot time in the old town tonight," she laughed.
"There always is," grinned Jim.