Chapter 2
Kathy was trembling as she listened to the rest of that filthy tape. She wanted to stop it, to get the obnoxious detective out of her front room while she listened with her own ears to Al's cheating. Not only his cheating, but his adultery with a teenaged girl. She'd suspected all along he was playing around. That's why she'd hired Barnett. And then she'd hoped and prayed that Barnett would prove that he really had been too tired to plunge his penis up her slippery hole.
Sex to Kathy was not too nice. It was wicked and sinful, but she had had to admit to herself that she needed it often. She tried not to be per. verse. She'd never licked her husband's cock or let him tongue her vagina. But she still needed his penis rooting around in her sexy furrow and when his ardor had waned, her need had grown.
Kathy didn't even notice the detective sit down beside her nor his hand when it seemed to rest comfortingly on her knee. She was too engrossed in her own self pity.
She wanted to cry, to let the tears wash her soul clean. But the licking and the slurping on the tape stopped and she was instantly alert. Al had finally gotten his tongue out of that two timing Glenda's snatch. She imagined in the silence that followed, that Al was sucking Glenda's little clitoris. Kathy was listening so hard, imagining so much, that she didn't even feel Barnett's hand as it moved from her knee to the smooth, warm naked flesh of her thigh.
"Ready, baby?" There was the squeaking of the bed and Kathy could visualize her husband getting on his hands and knees between Glenda's outspread thighs.
"Ready, darling." Glenda's words were followed by a sigh and Kathy almost came in her panties. The sex charged voice sent goose bumps crashing through her body. It was easy for her to imagine Al climbing on top of Glenda and settling his huge, gnarled cock in her blonde fringed sex slit. Then, Kathy knew, her husband would push it in with the weight of his body. The sigh was Glenda's signal that his prick was pressing into her cunt.
"Ooooooh, ahhhh, uh, uh, uh!" Glenda's voice pitched and wavered and Kathy knew Glenda was feeling Al's huge cock pressing into her tight slit, forcing its way up her hot squeezing sex tunnel.
In her mind's eye, Kathy could picture the two of them together. Glenda sprawled on her back, her blonde hair tousled around her head on the pillow while Al knelt between her golden, smooth thighs. His balls would be hanging down around his thick penis and the purplish head would be rutting around in Glenda's blonde, hair fringed slit. Kathy knew how the younger woman's face could shift and twist when she was emotionally excited. And Kathy was sure she was excited about having Al's huge prick rammed up her pussy.
"Ooooohhhooooo."
Almost jumping off the couch, Kathy knew what that sound meant. Al had hit bottom. He had fed his meat into Glenda's hungry maw of a cunt and rammed against her throbbing uterus. She'd made that sound herself when he shoved his massive, bulbous prick into her slit and spread her grossly open. It hurt, but felt good too. It was almost always painful anymore because Al fucked her so seldom she was always too tight for him and he had to batter his way into her pussy whenever he wanted a piece of ass.
"Fuck me fuck me fuck me hard," Glenda moaned. The bed was groaning with the punishment their two bodies meted out as they flailed up and down on the old mattress and box springs.
Kathy shivered. She was burning with a perverse lust. There was a heavy weight on the top of her thigh. It was hot through the thin material of her dress. She tried to pull her leg away as she realized that it was only Barnett's hand. But his fingers persisted and wrapped themselves around the soft roundness of her leg.
"Aaaaaah," she suddenly moaned. Barnett's fingers were sliding under her dress up her thigh toward her crotch and Kathy felt powerless to resist him. Each of his fingers was a tongue of flame and when his hand finally pressed firmly against her snatch, Kathy's butt arched off the couch as if he had touched a hidden spring that activated her body.
The tape recorder droned on, but Kathy wasn't listening anymore. She concerned herself solely with the probing finger that pressed through that sheer nylon of her panties into the juice lubricated lips guarding her sex hole. She spread her legs and didn't object when Barnett pulled her skirt up around her waist and exposed her crotch. She looked down and was mortified by the sight of her pink panties clutching her narrow waist and then molding over her soft lower belly. The nylon pulled taut as if conformed to the puffy swell of her sex mound. The dark pubic hairs showed through as a black shadow guarding the entrance to her sex hole.
Her mind was enveloped in a feverish heat. She stared at Barnett and realized his eyes were glued on the soft spread of her crotch. His tongue flicked out and touched his lips and he looked into her eyes. She imagined there was a hint of amusement in his gaze, but then dismissed it from her head. His hands were still caressing her body, moving from her knees to the juncture of her thighs, his fingers rubbing over the nylon until they were centered over her throbbing clitoris. Her quivering nubbin of flesh seemed ready to leap through her panties because she was so turned on.
Barnett slipped off the couch in front of her and bent his head. His lips lingered on her kneecap and Kathy quivered all over. He's going to kiss my cunt, she thought. She tried to squeeze her knees together but Barnett wouldn't let her. His lips touched the velvety inside of her thigh and Kathy almost peed in her panties. She went rigid and put her hands out, locking her fingers in his hair.
Barnett didn't seem to mind. His wet, chilling lips slid up the inside of Kathy's thigh and hesitated at the soft, pale juncture of her crotch.
"Nooooo," Kathy groaned. "We can't do this. It's evil. Perverse." In the background, her husband's voice droned on as he instructed Glenda in new things to do, new ways to please them both. Kathy tried to shut that perverse noise out of her head. But she couldn't.
"Your husband did it is doing it," Barnett said softly.
"It's not the same thing. It's ... It's..." Kathy stumbled and seemed to lose her train of thought. Barnett's lips had slid onto the nylon of her panties and it was as if an electric shock ran through her body and she couldn't talk any more. His tongue had found the hot fingerlet of her clitoris. and stroked it. A fluttering feeling of pleasure engulfed Kathy's body. Her vagina was pouring off juice that was wetting her panties. She was ashamed of her lack of control. Yet she was so happy from the sparks of sexual feeling racing through her whole system that she couldn't say it.
"Do you want me to take your panties off?" Barnett asked.
Kathy was powerless to answer. She wanted to say no. But that was impossible.
Barnett smiled. Gently he slid his fingers under Kathy's buttocks and then pulled her panties off. It was so slick, she didn't realize what he was doing until they were gone and she felt the cool air fanning her overheated cunt. Kneeling between her legs, Barnett's eyes were level with her swollen cunt lips, his eyes probed her pink labia and the tiny hole where her sex was hottest. Kathy was so embarrassed that she couldn't speak. It was shameful that he would look at such a thing.
His face floated toward her crotch. His lips brushed like butterfly wings along the inside of her thigh. His cheek rubbed like wet satin against her skin, and then her cunt burst open in a spasm of joy. Barnett's hot lips had connected with her throbbing cunt and her essence seemed to run out between her legs.
"God, you're silky and soft," Barnett said. His tongue lashed out and ran up the length of Kathy's sex slit collecting the moisture that was seeping uncontrollably out of her.
"Ooooooo, pleeease stop," she moaned. His tongue was a flame pushing against her sensitive sex hole. It drilled relentlessly into her crotch, rubbing the silky smooth skin until it trembled with anticipation. And then his tongue lapped over the hard knob of her clitoris. "Eeeeeyowwweeee." Kathy clamped her legs shut on Barnett's head. Her hot thighs held his face poised directly over her burning twat and her fingers curled in his dark hair. She pulled his face down, down into the swampy wetness of her excited vagina. Her hips bucked up and down as his tongue lanced deep inside her.
Faster and faster Barnett drove his tongue up her quivering slot. Each time it forced its way deeper into her crevice gathering the tasty moisture that was running out of her cunt. Barnett was wild for her sex juice. His cock was hard in his pants as he tongue fucked her. His tongue pushing through the tight gate of her vagina started electricity flashing through her crotch.
"Give it to me. Oh, tongue fuck the shit out of me," Kathy moaned. She was out of control. She had never experienced sensations to equal what Barnett was doing to her quivering cunt and the words spilled unbidden from her ruby lips. "Fuck it, dear," she groaned. "Oh, God, that feels so good. Your tongue is like satin. It's so hot in my cunt I can't stand it. Shove it further. Further. FURTHER!"
As he mouthed Kathy's burning slot, Barnett fumbled with his belt and the fly on his pants. Awkwardly he stripped while keeping his mouth fastened on Kathy's cunt. His tongue flicked forcibly in and out of her hole until he had kicked his shoes and pants off. Finally, he was wearing only his shirt and socks. His bulbous cock stuck straight out from his groin and he had put one hand between his spread thighs to hold it. Slowly he began pumping it as he drove his tongue in her satiny pink sex hole. His teeth nibbled lightly around her cunt and his tongue filled her cunt to the tip. His lips bumped against her sensitive clitoris as she writhed and twisted impaled on his probing tongue.
"I'm going to cum," she groaned. "I'm going to cum..."
Suddenly Barnett pulled his face away from her crotch. He stood and Kathy was entranced by the sight of his thick, corded prick filling his hand completely. "Don't stop," she whimpered.
"You want it to go on?"
Kathy nodded. Her eyes were glued to the movements of his hand on his penis as it stroked the skin back and forth. She licked her lips as she saw how swollen it was.
"We'll do a sixty nine, then, baby." Barnett smiled coolly at her. "You give me some and I'll give you some. Okay?"
"I ... I couldn't." Kathy shook her head and stared at that awful prick. She knew what he wanted. He wanted her to take it in her mouth and suck on it and kiss it and probably even play with his sweaty balls. She knew she couldn't do that.
He leaned forward and pressed her down on the rose colored couch. She wanted to resist, but she couldn't She just lay on the couch and let him lift one of her legs up on the back of the couch and put the other on the floor. He had spread her naked crotch wide open and it felt obscene to Kathy and she knew she had to do something about it. And then he touched her twat .with his hand and ran his finger up and down it and she felt her juices pouring over his finger. The excitement was so intense she couldn't speak. She wanted him to stick his finger in her so deep it wouldn't go any further. She wanted something rammed up her swollen cunny. She needed it. Dammit, she needed it.
When he knelt on the couch with his knees straddling her head she didn't complain. She needed it. She shrank back only a little bit as his cock descended toward her mouth. But only a little bit. Timidly she opened her lips and stuck her tongue out.
"That's the way, baby." Barnett knelt over her, his hand still wrapped securely around his knotted prick as he steered it toward her reluctant lips. It touched her tongue and a spark of electricity jumped into her mouth and her lips opened wider. The purplish head of his penis slid into her mouth and Kathy was only dimly aware of how it tasted because at the same moment, Barnett had leaned forward and fastened his mouth over her turgid sex hole.
"Mmmmmmph," she said. Her lips tightened around his fat prick and her tongue lashed and swirled around it. But she couldn't keep her mouth still. She sucked and caressed his throbbing cock while her hips bucked and fought.
He was tearing her apart with his tongue. It searched and pushed all over her cunt, like a blind man's finger. He traced the tender curtain of flesh that guarded her sex hole. His tongue wiped her labia clean and then scrubbed the outside of her cunt. His tongue jabbed in and out of her twat and slid down on her bouncing crotch and stroked lightly across her hot ass-hole.
Kathy's spread legs arched her hips up so Barnett had a better access to the tender rounded flesh of her buttocks and the pink rosy bull's-eye of her ass-hole. Her hands feverishly clutched at his waist, pulling his cock down into her mouth. One of her small hands found his swollen balls and began squeezing and playing with them. She bobbed her head desperately up and down on Barnett's prick feeling his cock banging against the hot insides of her mouth. But she couldn't stop.
Barnett's tongue had found the tender target in her rear. It shoved and drilled into her ass and the more Kathy felt her ass-hole being spread the less she could resist. She battered her swollen clitoris against his chin. She rubbed her feverish cunt against his face as his tongue hotly filled her trembling, twisting ass-hole.
"More," she moaned around the succulent mouthful of cock. Her quivering lips tightened around his prick. Her tongue swirled around it in her hot mouth, lashing it, battering it, exciting it beyond belief. Her hands milked his heavy balls. Her head rode up and down and his cock plunged into her burning mouth only to come out again shiny wet with her saliva. She plunged her hips up and down and his tongue snaked from her drooling vagina to her pulsating ass-hole, diving into each and stroking the insides until she couldn't stand another moment of it.
"Oh, God," she cried. "Stick your tongue in me. Push it up my twat. Harder. HARDER. Tongue fuck meeee. Fuck, fuck. fuck. I'm going to cum. I'm glad to cummmmmm.
In her frenzy, Kathy fastened her lips again around Barnett's heaving, bucking cock. She thrilled to the feel of it sliding in and out of her mouth. His prick skin was slinky on her lips. It was like rubbing silk and velvet together and when the bulbous head threatened to pop from her lips she sucked it back in her mouth.
Her crotch was in flames. She couldn't contain the heated feelings that engulfed her ass and her crotch. Liquid fire seemed to ooze from her cunt and the cooling touch of Barnett's tongue licking her juices off the tender, swollen mounds of her pubes only added sparks of electricity to her unbearable excitement.
She felt her sex tunnel caving in. It was squeezing his tongue, embracing it while hot and cold chills lanced through her body. She sucked harder on his prick. She could taste the hot, heavy flavor of his sperm and even as she was revolted by it, she was turned on more.
"Mmmmmmmph." She couldn't help herself. She sucked as if she wanted to turn him inside out. Her hands stroked his hot balls and slid up and down the slippery wet shaft that wasn't in her mouth. His cock seemed to swell bigger, get harder, and the very end jiggled and quivered between her lips.
She felt her vagina exploding, tearing apart and lacing her body with stingers of pleasure. She was flying on a cloud of sensual sparks and she wanted to cry out and tell the world about it. But Kathy couldn't.
Barnett's hose like cock had stiffened in her mouth and she was being inundated by a solid flow of searing hot cum juice. It was hot and musky and she swallowed blissfully as her body 'throbbed and pulsed in the mellow aftermath of the first completely satisfying orgasm she had ever experienced.