Chapter 7
It was the next day that lightning struck Joe.
He was in Del Rey Beach at the Santa Vaquita Water Company office, making sure that service was turned on in a house he had just sold.
There was a female ass worth noting just ahead of him, and he checked it automatically. Then the legs. Then the tits. Then the lightning. It was Faith Ogden.
She was almost as glad as he was. "We came back here," she said, "because Harry has a job on a small tract near the beach. Not many units, maybe forty. But big-ticket stuff. Eighty thou, up to a hundred G's. And he gets a full point." She looked at Joe and shivered. "The hell with what Harry's doing," she said, and her voice was thick. "I need a good fuck! Is that so terrible, Joey? You know I can get a man in bed, almost any man, don't you, dear? But I keep thinking of that cock of yours!"
Joe's heart raced, but habit made him go slow. "What's with Harry? His cock's as big as mine. Bigger. I've seen it."
She peered at him soberly, then laughed bitterly. "You wouldn't believe what's happened to him," she said. "He's nuts for oddball stuff. It's all right for a while. But a girl like me, well, maybe I'm old-fashioned. I dig to suck and fuck. And Joe," she said intensely, "I know how to do it!"
He squeezed her arm, wishing he could get his cock into her this very moment. He was thinking. "You used to like what Harry did?" he asked slowly.
"Yeah, yeah. It was fun, at first. But it gets old. And Harry just stays in the same old rut. He can't even get it up unless he looks at a dirty movie while he whips my ass. No girl likes that. Not as a steady diet."
Joe ran his hand over her gorgeous ass, feeling the solid muscularity of it. His cock, so used up last night, knew a stir of life.
"Just tell me how to get hold of Harry," he said.
"Why, Joe, we're back in our same house," she said. "The one you were in. And the number's in the book." Joe came home early that night. It was the end of the week. As usual, he gave Arden his "draw" of three hundred bucks.
"Savings account ought to be pretty good size, baby," he said with a smile. "If I'm ever out of a job for a couple of weeks, we can eat."
She hugged him and felt in his crotch. "You're home early," she whispered. "Do you want to fuck? Look, I'm ready!"
She lay back on the bed and raised her legs, letting her short skirt fly up around her belly. Her legs were strong and rounded, her young rump seemed very wide in this position. Her brown-haired pussy gaped open, showing the pink lining. It was wet and slick and glistening. In spite of what he had planned, Joe felt a tremor of heat in his cock.
He dropped on the bed beside her, kissing her quickly. Her tongue came wetly out to meet his and he sucked at it, then withdrew with a laugh.
"That's my hot little baby," he said. "You're in the right mood. I'm taking you out to see some friends tonight."
She was curious at first, then excited. When Joe said: "I told this guy what a wife I had and he didn't believe it." Arden bounced up and down on the bed.
"You mean you're going to make me do things to prove I love you?" She looked at once eager and doubtful. "What do we do, Joey?"
He held her close. "It's just for laughs with an old friend," Joe said. "Guy I've known for years. And his wife. He says she's a hell of a sport. But I said that my wife's a better sport than any woman in the world."
She was so excited and so eager to prove that Joe was right that she could hardly eat her dinner. And, when they arrived at the Ogden home, she tried to act very grown up, but she could hardly wait for the fun to begin. Neither could Joe.
After he had said: "Hi, Harry. Good to see you again," and: "So this is Faith. Hello, Faith. Nice to meet you," he presented the girl at his side.
"My wife," he said simply. "Arden. Isn't she something?"
Harry was a nice sort of man, Arden thought. An inch or two shorter than Joe, but heavy set and strong looking. He had the fullest, reddest lips she ever saw on a man. And his eyes were deeply set in little wrinkled pouches of flesh. And his hands were soft and warm when he took her hands and held them. Not hard, like Joe's.
"Joe tells me you're only sixteen," he said in a husky, intimate voice. "I think you look pretty grown up for sixteen." He laughed and winked at his wife, a lovely blonde called Faith. "Experience ages a woman," he joked, and Arden hugged him briefly, she was so tickled at the whole scene.
"You're a lovely chickie," Faith said, and she went farther than Harry, actually hugging Arden. She smelled so good and felt so full and soft and warm. And her hand came clear around Arden's slender body and squeezed one of her tits.
"Thank you," the young girl said. "You're beautiful."
"Joe sure brags about you," Faith said, and it reminded Arden of why they were here. Her pussy began to feel crawly, all of a sudden, and her breasts ached. There was something she couldn't explain, something in the air. Faith looked like someone who knew everything that Arden was thinking, and it made the young girl feel hot all over. Because she had been thinking of her cunt.
"Well," Joe exclaimed in a big, laughing voice, "all I said was that my wife would do anything to please me. And you will, won't you, baby?" He very boldly ran his hand down over his wife's buttocks, lifted her short skirt in the air, and goosed his way into her pussy. "Like watching me fuck some other woman!"
It was like a blow in the face to Arden. Her mouth went dry, and a hot wave of blood flushed her face and body.
"Hey, Joe, you never said that," she protested, twisting away from him. "I thought we were all going to do, uh, something together." And she leaned against him, hiding her eyes.
But there really must have been something in the air. Because Arden began to feel hot. The crawl of cum-juice far up in her pussy tickled her so hard that she almost collapsed. She wanted to protest some more, but there were such hot pictures in her mind that she was helpless. When she could look up, she looked at Faith, and Faith was smiling. So friendly, so warm.
"You mean you're going to, uh, do it with Faith?" she asked, in a voice barely audible.
"You said you'd help me," Joe said in an excited voice. "You said you'd hold her cunt open while I slipped it in!"
"She wanted to say she had only been kidding, that it had been said in their own bedroom. That it was said in the height of her fuck-heat and wasn't meant literally.
But she was swept up in a different kind of heat. She looked at Faith, fully clothed, and saw the triangle of blonde hair on the woman's rounded belly. She saw a cunt, wet with woman-goo. With thick lips and drooling hole.
Her tongue got thick and her eyes glazed, but she could still talk. "Come on," she said, reaching for the zipper at the back of her dress. "Where's the bed?"
It seemed impossible that this was happening, and especially that she was participating.
Impossible that Joe was holding her and kissing her while the other woman was getting Joe's pants off.
And why am I so hot? she thought. It's Faith that's going to get it.
Somehow, they were all naked on the king-size bed, even Harry. And it was crazy to Arden, but so terribly exciting that she wanted something stuck inside her, into her cunt. So she could cum.
"I can't believe this," she gasped as Joe took his long, slick tongue out of her mouth. "Faith! Is this real? Are you really going to" and she had to stop talking. Because Faith was so beautiful with her clothes off.
The blonde woman was the friendliest person Arden had ever seen. "I'm, oh, I don't know what to say!" Arden cried. "I ought to be ashamed, I guess." She reached out for Faith and felt a sweep of heat go through her as their soft bodies worked warmly on each other. "But I'm not! I feelI don't knowgrown up, I guess!"
And Joe laughed and hugged her and laid down on the bed between the two of them. Harry stood at the side of the bed, laughing. He didn't have a hard-on yet, and Arden suddenly felt terribly sorry for him.
"Harry!" she cried. "Come on! Get with it!" And then all of a sudden she thought: Poor guy, maybe something's wrong with him. Because after all, he was the oldest one there, older than Joe.
So, feeling really crazy and bold, and looking up at Harry as though asking permission, she took his big soft cock in her warm little hand. And just to show she cared, she kissed the red tip of it, and at once it began to grow.
"Hey," Faith said, reaching across Joe to take Arden by the arm. "Don't forget, you're going to hold my cunt open so Joe can slip it in me, remember?"
Arden's heart almost stopped. She had never "done anything" with another girl. At least not since she was nine or ten and she and a neighbor girl had looked at each other's little hairless pussies. And now she had this wild desire burning in her body. Not just a desire to see Joe's cock go into another woman. But to see and love the cunt that Joe's cock went into.
Shi kissed Harry's large but limber cock again and rolled right over Joe, patting his face, looking at him with love. As if to say: "You see, my darling! I'll do anything for you! Anything to make our marriage a good one!"
Her breath was catching in her throat as she settled down facing Faith. The blonde, her sweet face smiling, drew the younger girl's face to her and kissed her. To her surprise, Arden's tongue went naturally into Faith's mouth.
"Gee," she whispered, "it's so exciting to do things with another girl!" And she shyly squeezed Faith's lovely tits until she remembered that she liked more force. So she really grabbed handfuls of the smooth, warm tit flesh and smashed the soft pillows until Faith gasped and kissed her harder.
"Come on now," Faith whispered. "Look at what Joe's doing to me. Do you like it?"
She lifted her top leg and Arden, getting down to the blonde's crotch, saw that Joe's hard cock was throbbing in the trough of the blonde's ass cheeks, its head near the leaking pinkness of her cunt. Her breath came in with a sharp gasp. It looked so beautiful!
"Take hold of it," Faith whispered. "Oh, Arden, I'm so hot! Put his cock into my cunt, baby! Let me cum! Put it in me, please!" She wiggled her ass when she said it, and Arden almost creamed at the sight of that beautiful blonde pussy.
She handled the throbbing hardness of her husband's cock, thrilled at the warmth and softness of the outer skin, and pressed the dark red head into Faith's drippy fuck-hole.
"Push, Joe!" she gasped. "Shove it up her! It's in, Joe! Oh, God! Shove! Oh, help me, somebody, so I can cum!"
She felt a smooth, warm hand on her ass, which was high in the air as she crouched with her nose a few inches away from the blonde pussy. She did not look back. The hand went sliding into the crease between her buttocks.
She was still holding onto Joe's cock. Just one finger and her thumb around the base of it. The rest out of sight, up Faith's cunt. His balls were drawn up tightly, the hairy skin of his ball-sac wrinkled and red. She licked her lips.
"Touch my cunt, baby!" Faith gasped. "Find my clit! Rub it! Oh, my God! I have to CUM!"
She jerked her body and shot her hips toward Arden as she cried out, and Joe's cock came out of her, slick and wet with her cunt juice, angry and red from passion. The blonde's twat was open as if it had turned inside out. There the two marvelous treasures were, right at Arden's mouth. The big cock, wet and shiny. The open cunt, a rosette of sweet pink flesh bathed in its own drippings.
There was a wildness in Arden's young breast, a fire of bursting sweetness, and she made her choice. Her young mouth came down on the cunt, her tongue seeking the aching clitoris.
The strength and wild sweetness of a mature pussy in full heat was a new sort of heaven for the passionate young girl.
She licked and sucked with feverish hunger, feeling the solid body of the older woman ripple and respond with its own heat. With all her strength, she wrapped her arms around the strongly formed thighs of the belly dancer and hung on. Her face was buried in the hotly flowing slash. With every powerful suck, she was getting a mouthful of female cum. And she loved it all. The smell, the richness and ripeness of taste, the splendid lusciousness of the softly working cunt.
"Oh, Arden!" It was Faith's voice, dimly heard. "Lie on your side, baby! Let me eat your cunt! OHHHH! SUCK ME! HOW GOOD! MY DEAR, MY DEAR! You're making me CUMMMM! Open up for me.
OHHH, CUNT! CUNT! MY CUNT! OHHHH! SUCK ME!"
And then, as a sharp shove threw her on her side, Arden's leg flew up and she felt a face go between her own thighs. A pair of strong, warm hands pried her legs apart, far apart. So that her pussy popped open. But something, better happened.
The toss threw her face away from Faith's creaming cunt. Arden's mouth was open and working in supplication. Her lips were smeared with the slick cum juices out of the blonde gash and Joe could it.
He had been mildly and pleasantly shocked at the bi-sexual ferocity of this sixteen-year-old kid. Never a word about another woman or another woman's sexual charms. And here she was diving into Faith's bushy hole like a veteran Lezzie. He had watched and listened and hung on to Faith's big tits all the while. His cock was close to shooting its load. And then, as his young bride was jarred loose from the cunt she had been eating, and her mouth opened to scream her gladness, he simply thrust forward and his cock went plunging into Arden's chops.
He could feel the vibrations as the sex-mad child tried to scream her joy with her mouth full of cock. His hands were full of Faith's big, silken titties, so round and firm and proud. He could see how the blonde was curling her experienced tongue into the wide-open snatch of the younger girl, and it was beautiful. And above them all, kneeling above his wife's face and Arden's cunt, was old Harry.
The gray-haired man's face was set in happy lines. His strong, thick cock was in his hand. It was not hard, but it was jerking. It was shooting fitful squirts of thin cum onto his wife's face and Arden's crotch. One shot of it went far enough to string out on the young girl's heaving belly. There was the earthy stench of hot cunt and hot cock all around, of sweated bodies and armpits, of humid assholes and hot breath.
Joe could tell that Arden was about to cum. Probably to cum again, he thought. His cock felt so good in her busy lips. She was potentially the greatest cocksucker he had ever known. And so young! But. Faith was the greatest.
He reached down to get one hand into the blonde's cunt. His cock, thrusting into Arden's mouth, rode wetly along his knuckles. He felt the warm and oozing cunt lips and got a finger into the slick cunt. At once, Faith's body began to pump against his hand. Her entire body moved. Her tongue fell even faster, with more loving cruelty, on Arden's spasming clit. The child was really screaming now. Really giving his dick a going over with her tongue.
He looked and saw that Harry was through cumming but was trying to get his hand down somewhere into Arden's ass. Getting one of his big fingers into that tight little rectum. It would make her cum like a machine gun. He felt Faith rotating her ass on his finger. Her cunt muscles were pressing and letting go, pressing and letting go, and he shoved his finger in hard.
She must have been cumming, too, for she simply continued to pump her dancer's body back and forth, moaning and drooling into the pink slash of Arden's sweet young pussy.
He felt something explode far up in his asshole, like a dam of pleasure breaking. It was so great that it hurt him. He squeezed Faith's breast with one hand until she seemed to rise clear off the bed in pain, and jammed his finger into her as she thrashed and screamed.
His cock began to shoot its hot ropes of semen into the working mouth around it. He felt Arden's hand squeeze the base of his prick and felt her face pressing against him. She was trying again to get his cock all the way down her throat.
"Suck me, baby!" he grated, feeling the orgasm shake him all the way through. His belly was stuck to Faith's back with their sweat. His young wife was sucking his cock and giving her own sweet and juicy cunt to the lips of the blonde. There was a hammering of blood in his ears and a release as he felt the cum-juice drain all out of his balls.