Chapter 3
Lying in a tangle of slippery flesh, Caroline and Pat caressed one another quietly until both had regained their breath.
"God, but you can fuck," Pat sighed.
Caroline squeezed her pussy muscles around his limp cock. Basking in the warm afterglow of a good fuck, she realized she felt wonderful. She searched cautiously in her mind for guilt. There didn't seem to be any, nor could she find much resentment toward Doug. Now that she had gotten her revenge, it didn't seem like revenge any more.
I've been missing something, she realized. Not so much sex, because there had been a fair amount of that with Doug, although he had fucked her less and less frequently lately.
No, what she had been missing was variety, adventure. The excitingly different feel of Pat's previously unknown cock and wiry slender body thrilled her. She knew she wanted, needed, more experiences like this. Slowly she realized how boring her life had become, with her boring duties as a housewife, her club meetings, the dull routine of everyday life.
Now, her resentment of Doug no longer lay in his having fucked the babysitter. She felt angry with him for having stifled her life for so long. It didn't occur to her that she was at least as much at fault as he was.
Nevertheless, she was now ready to do something about it. Suddenly life glittered with exciting possibilities. She was going to be a loose woman, a seductress. She was going to sample every cock she could make stand up and pay attention to her.
Suddenly there was the sound of the front door opening and closing. Someone had come into the house. Caroline immediately thought of Doug. Now it was her turn to fear being caught in the act. Even though she had just been paying her husband back in his own coin, she flinched at the thought of being caught in the act. - "It's only my roommate," Pat assured the startled young adulteress.
"Hey, Pat.. . you in there?" a male voice called. Caroline nervously pulled a blanket up around her.
"Sure, Art," Pat answered. "Be right out." He turned to Caroline. "You want anything? A drink of water maybe?"
Caroline nodded. Pat got up and pulled on his pants. He went out into the living room and Caroline could hear the low hum of voices. She had no doubt Pat was telling Art what a hot piece of tail he'd found.
Caroline was staffing to get irritated, when she decided she might be able to take advantage of Art's arrival. Even though Pat had fucked her well, it had been a short fuck, and she knew her hungry cunt could take a lot more.
Wrapping the blanket around herself, completely nude underneath, Caroline went into the living room. The conversation between the two men stopped abruptly when they saw her.
"Hi," Caroline said.
Art was a somewhat short but well-built man, with longish, thick, brown hair. Caroline decided he had a very nice face. She liked him.
Pat, after a moment's surprise, hastily introduced the two. He showed signs of wanting to go back into the bedroom, but Caroline sat down on the couch. Art sat in a chair opposite her, about five or six feet away.
Caroline set out to seduce the newcomer. Right in front of Pat. Her method was simple. She taunted him with her body.
She started when Pat brought her a glass of water. "Thank you," she said. When she reached up for the glass, she let the blanket fall away from her upper body a little, baring one big lush fit.
While she drank, she let her tit stay bare, very much aware of Art's admiring stare. Only after about a minute did she act as if she had suddenly discovered her fit was uncovered. She shrugged the blanket back in place, but negligently, so that it soon sagged again, letting a little of her nipple show.
"How long have you two been roommates?" she asked Art.
She leaned forward, putting her empty glass on a small table. Once again the blanket swung loose, giving Art a long glimpse of both her lovely tits. He seemed to be sweating.
"Umm.. . about six months," he said thickly. His eyes dropped lower on Caroline's body, because she had let her legs fall open a little. The bottom edges of the blanket slipped from her thighs. She knew Art had a straight view up her crotch. She parted her legs a little more, until she was sure he could see her pussy hair.
"Well.. . I'll say one thing," Caroline said matter-of-factly. "Your roommate can sure fuck."
Art's mouth dropped open. Pat looked distinctly nervous. No doubt he wanted to take his prize back into the bedroom.
Caroline made her voice low and throaty. "Are you a good fuck too?" he purred.
Art seemed too surprised to answer. Caroline had given up all pretense of covering herself with the blanket. It draped around her only enough to accentuate her nakedness. Her tits were bare, the nipples pointed out, but Art had the impression they were staring straight at him. Up between Caroline's sleek thighs he could clearly make out her cunt. Even the pink gleam of her, pussy slit, which was still gaping open a little from Pat's recent fucking.
"Do you like the way I look?" Caroline asked.
There was no doubt Art did. His cock was swelling inside his pants. His eyes fucked over Caroline's exposed body, back and forth between her tits and cunt. From time to time he glanced nervously at Pat, who was shifting his weight nervously from foot to foot a few feet away.
Caroline suspected there was considerable turmoil going on in Art's mind. His desire to fuck her was obvious. But he didn't want to move in on his roommate's woman.
Caroline was feeling wonderful. She loved the way these two men so obviously wanted her, both of them. Her pussy tingled as she realized what power she had over them. Now it was up to her to make things happen. Art and Pat would continue frying to face one another if she didn't step in.
"I'd like both of you to fuck me," she said simply. "How about it, Pat, do you mind?"
There wasn't much Pat could say, except a rather grudging yes.
"How about you, Art?" Caroline purred.
Art glanced at Pat. "You're sure it's really okay?" he asked nervously. Pat shrugged. By now, Art was so turned on, staring at Caroline, knowing she wanted him to fuck her, that he was ready to take any encouragement at all.
He got up from his chair and came over to sit down next to Caroline. He started touching her. First her tits. His hands glided gently over the silky mounds.
"Mmmmmm," Caroline sighed. Feeling completely wanton, she helped guide his hands toward her nipples. He cooperated, tweaking the little nubs until they were standing up, hard and swollen.
As much as she liked having her tits fondled, it was Caroline's cunt that needed attention. She took one of his hands firmly and put it between her legs. As she felt it touch her pussy, she shivered and clamped her legs tightly wound his head, shoving it against her pussy-lips.
For a few seconds Caroline was a little out of control, rubbing her cunt against the back of Art's hand. Then she could tell he wanted to shove his fingers up inside her, so she parted her legs.
One of Art's fingers slithered up into her snatch. It went in easily, because she was still wet and slippery from her fuck with Pat. And open enough so that very quickly Art had shoved two more fingers up her grateful twat.
"Oooohhhhh," Caroline sighed happily.
She settled back, her head lying on the couch-back, her eyes half-closed and dreamy. Her legs lewdly parted, she encouraged Art to shove his fingers in and out of her cunt. She was so wet that she could feel the juices squirt each time he finger-fucked his hand in and out.
"Mmmmmm," Caroline whimpered as Art bent down and started sucking on her tits. Combined with his finger work up inside her cunt, Art was heating up Caroline's entire body. She was ready to fuck, but his clothes were still on.
There was another problem. Pat was still standing in the same spot, a sullen look on his face.
She knew she'd have to get him involved in this, too, or there could be trouble.
"Let's get naked and all three get on the floor," Caroline said. She was panting so loudly from what Art had been doing to her tits and cunt that it was hard to get the words out But Art and Pat got the message. Art stripped his clothes off and followed Caroline eagerly down onto the carpet. Pat pulled his pants off and joined them, somewhat reluctantly, not wanting to be left out.
Caroline started paying particular attention to Pat. He was squatting on his heels next to her. She lay on her back on the soft thick carpet and began stroking his cock. As her hand glided gently over his relaxed prick, the tense look on his face began to diminish. Smiling, Caroline felt his cock slowly swell. He was getting interested.
Meanwhile, Art was lying don by Caroline's legs, beneath her. He was staring straight up her cunt, and he couldn't resist shoving his fingers up the juicy tunnel.
"Aaaaahhhh," Caroline sighed. She was feeling wonderful, particularly when Pat Waned forward and started caressing her tits. She was thrilled to think that two men were crouched naked next to her.
Art's cock was standing up straight and stiff. He stared at his fingers as they shoved up into
Caroline's cunt. He parted them, spreading Caroline's pussy opening. Her slit was running with moisture. He watched her pussy-hale clamping tightly around his fingers.
What the hell was he doing this for when he could just as well stuff his cock up that same sweet hole?
Leaving Caroline lying on her back, Art squirmed in under her legs, so that they lay bent across his body. He rolled on his side, working his cock up toward Caroline's cunt. With his body lying at right angles to Caroline's, it was an easy matter to shove his hard prick up into her ready gash.
Caroline quivered as she felt Art's swollen rod press slowly up into her cunt. "Ooohhhh . . . feels so wonderful," she moaned. "Shove it in ... shove it in all the way!"
She spread her legs wide, letting them drape over Art's body, opening herself so that he could have complete access to her shuddering cunt. Her hips ground slowly, rocking up against his loins, helping him work his cock around inside her hot pussy-hole.
Pat stared down to where his friend's cock was shoving slowly in and out of Caroline's cunt. He couldn't actually see it sliding in, but 'he could see the thick base of the meaty rod disappearing up into the girl's thick pubic hair.
And he could see the way she was reacting. God, but it must feel good to her! Caroline's face was flushed with pleasure, her lips swollen, her eyes dazed. Pat found he wasn't jealous any more, as he had first been when Caroline set out to seduce his roommate.
As he watched the two fucking in their unusual position, he began to grow very excited. His cock lurched fully erect. Caroline still had her fingers wrapped around it, but she was concentrating so much on Art's cock up inside her cunt that she wasn't doing much of anything with the big rod.
By God, he had to fuck her too, Pat decided. And since Art had staked a claim to her lower body, the only hole available to him was her mouth.
Scooting forward, Pat shoved the tip of his cock into Caroline's face. For a moment she didn't seem to know what was happening. Then her eyes focused on Pat's cock, so close that they had to cross as she stared down the fleshy tube.
Then her mouth opened eagerly. Pat shoved his cock into the warm wet depths. "Ohhhh," he groaned as Caroline's lips closed around his throbbing rod. She started to suck gently, her eyes focusing on nothing, hot with passion.
Art was fucking strongly into Caroline's cunt. Caroline's pelvis pumped powerfully, gyrating around his big cock. Sensing the increasing passion of the, other two, Pat started literally fucking Caroline in the mouth, sliding his cock in and out of her face. Caroline didn't seem to mind, even though she gagged a couple of times when the tip of his cock rammed into the back of her throat.
Caroline couldn't believe this was happening to her. Being fucked by two men at the same time. She loved it.
She knew she was going to cum several seconds before it happened. Art's cock was pounding rhythmically up into her cunt. Her mouth was full of Pat's thrusting meat. She began to suck hard, her lips stretching around Pat's thick prick. Her cunt was driving upward to meet Art's pounding cock. She hung a moment, then let go.
"Uuuummmppphhh," she moaned around the cock stuffed in her mouth.
Spasms rippled through her cunt and lower belly. Gasping and moaning, she knew she had to find a better way to breathe. She spit Pat's cock out of her mouth and drew in a long shuddering breath.
"Aaaaaiiiyyyy!" she wailed, her body convulsing. She wondered if Art was going to cum. She hoped not. She hoped both these well-hung men would keep their cocks hard and fuck the hell out of her. Again and again.
Which was just Art's intention. When he felt the spasms dying down inside Caroline's convulsing cunt, he drew out his cock. It left Caroline's snug twat regretfully, but he knew he owed it to his roommate to have his turn next.
"Why don't you fuck her for a while, Pat," he said, rolling out from underneath Caroline's legs.
There was obviously nothing Pat wanted to do more. "Get up on your hands and knees," he urged Caroline. "I want to fuck you from behind."
Thrilled to hear the men discussing the ways they were going to fuck her, Caroline shakily rolled over and crouched on all fours. Head down, she waited, trembling, as Pat knelt behind her. She felt his hands on her ass, touching her excitedly. Then his cock was sliding between her thighs.
Pat kneaded the soft flesh of Caroline's lush ass. God, but she was built! One hand dipped down to play with her pussy, gliding up into the hot wet center slit. His cock was already in between her thighs. He rocked his hips forward, his fingers guiding his prick up toward the quivering woman's pussy hole.
The tip caught. Fucking his hips forward, Pat buried his cock to the hilt up inside Caroline's cunt.
"Uuummmppphh!," the girl grunted, driven forward by the force of Pat's entry into her snatch. She almost lost her balance, but Art had moved around in front of her. He helped steady her body.
"Oooahhhh," Caroline moaned, her cunt throbbing with pleasure. 'Fuck me hard. Fuck me dog-style!"
Which Pat was already doing. Holding tightly to her ass, his fingers digging into her soft flesh, he screwed his cock steadily in and out of her slippery cunt. Art, sitting in front of the madly humping couple, watched, big-eyed.
Both Pat and Caroline seemed to be staring at nothing. Their faces were blank, dreamy, flushed with passion. Slowly' Caroline's expression changed. Her face tightened as she became more and more excited. Her teeth sank into her bottom lip.
Art moved closer, reaching underneath Caroline to fondle her tits. They hung heavily in his hand, the nipples no longer small and hard, but soft and swollen. The nipples of a woman close to cumming.
Getting more and more excited himself, Art caressed Caroline's belly, feeling it quiver and jerk as Pat fucked harder and harder up into her snatch. His fingers reached her pubic hair, pressing into the soft flesh of her upper cunt.
Searching out her clit, he began, to rub the tautly swollen. little mound.
"Oooohhhh. . . you're driving me crazy!" Caroline sobbed. Art could feel Pat's cock sliding underneath his pummeling finger. The top of the rigid organ was slippery with the girl's cunt-juice.
Afraid that he might be making Pat nervous, Art pulled his hand away. A second later, Caroline gave a short, sharp cry and came again. Quivering, she shoved her ass back against Pat's loins, filling her cunt with his hard, driving prick.
Trembling a moment, every muscle in her body rigid, Caroline let her orgasm race through her body. This one was different-quicker, shorter than the other two. It was over in seconds.
With a happy little moan, Caroline collapsed. She lay with her face on the carpet, tremors shaking her body. Well-fucked, glowing all over, Caroline was ready to relax for a while.
But she had not reckoned with the hard cocks of the two men crouching naked next to her. Neither had cum yet. Art, particularly, had built up a head of steam that he knew he had to blow off up inside. Caroline's cunt.
"Roll over.. . come on ... open up your legs," he panted, struggling with Caroline's limp body.
Almost reluctantly she let him position her- until she caught sight of his hugely swollen cock. It jutted menacingly from underneath his belly. Hard and ready, she knew it was going to plow back up into her cunt.
As she stared at the huge prick, Caroline's reluctance faded. She knew, as long as there was a hard cock around, she'd be willing to take it on.
"Oooohhhh. . . lover.. . shove it all the way up to my tonsils," she moaned.
Spreading her legs, she held up her arms to Art. He fell on her eagerly. Before she knew what was happening, his cock thundered up into her cunt like a runaway locomotive.
"Fuck me.. . oh, yesssss . . . fuck me!" Caroline panted. She was nothing but a wild animal now, a hungering cunt. She sensed she had one more orgasm in her. Art's plunging cock dug deep into her already well-fucked cunt, driving her to new heights of passion. Her legs wound around his waist, urging him on.
Pat hovered near the madly-fucking couple, his cock still rock-hard. He could tell both of them were going to cum soon. He wanted to join them.
Kneeling next to Caroline, he started to jack off. He concentrated on her face, captivated by the sheer lust written all over the girl's contorted features. From time to time he reached down with his free hand and dug his fingers cruelly into her tits.
Pat came first. Thick jets of semen shot out the end of his bloated cock and sprayed over Caroline's face and throat.
Caroline gasped. Then the hot slippery feel of Pat's semen on her skin made her burn with excitement. Her hips twisted upwards, nearly throwing Art off her writhing body.
Pat kept pumping on his spouting prick. More and more sperm sprayed over Caroline, splashing on her tits now.
Art stared down at the thick creamy gobs running over Caroline's face and body. One blob trickled from her right nipple and pooled in the deep valley between her tits.
"Oh, Jesus," Art moaned. Watching what Pat was doing to the girl he was fucking was just too much. He felt the pressure rising in his balls. "AAAAHHHHH!" Art moaned loudly as the first blat of sperm shot out the end of his cock, jetting into Caroline's tightly-clasping cunt.
"Aaahh... spray your hot jism all over me... fill my cunt with it!" Caroline wailed. "I love it . . . I love it!"
Once again she was cumming her strangest orgasm so far. Writhing and moaning, she felt as if she was floating in a sea of boiling sperm. Art's bard, spouting cock up inside her cunt seemed to be reaching all the way up into her womb. She bucked so hard that several times Art was certain he wouldn't be able to hold on.
Both cocks finished spewing their sticky loads. Caroline was lying relatively still, whimpering softly with pleasure, the three sprawled in a tangle of sweating, cum-slippery flesh.
"Oooohhhh, that was wonderful," Caroline sighed. She kissed Art, who was still lying on top of her, and squeezed Pat's shrinking cock. Her body throbbed with pleasure.
The men moved apart a little, obviously a little tense with one another. It had all happened too fast, Caroline realized, but she didn't care.
All that mattered was the way she had been fucked. Two men at once. Past her wildest dreaMs. Lying, staring up at the ceiling, the lovely young brunette realized she had found a new hobby.
Fucking.