Chapter 14
Refizzo rolled off of Ann, and she thought to herself that the ordeal was over. A tall balding man jumped on the stage, clasping his hands over his head, letting everyone know he was going to be next. Ann, seeing him, ought to have been horrified, but she was a slave to her passion-wracked body, and as the man undressed on the stage, displaying an erection that wasn't quite as large as her husband's, but still large enough, she knew she wanted it. He walked over to where she had risen to her knees on the bed, his cock pointing at her face, and Ann, without thinking pressed the phallic stem against her cheek, her fingers running up and down his hairy thighs, caressing his balls. Ann had become totally wanton at this point. It would be a night she would never forget, for she would be fucking like crazy, and it would stay in her memory for a lifetime, because it would be her last night of infidelity. Nothing mattered to her at the moment save to enjoy this new throbbing cock as the aphrodisiacs she had ingested burned full force inside her. Squeezing the rigidly pulsing spear, she kissed it with her lips and washed the throbbing tip with her tongue.
The hard cock was fiery and twitching, alive with need. It ached to be burried somewhere inside her. The swollen head of the cock eased between her parted lips, brushing the sharp tips of her white teeth. Ann wondered if all the man wanted was for her to wet his cock so he would shove it in some other part of her body as Refizzo had done. The pulsing of her own vagina made her feel the shuddering urgency in the throbbing cock, and she knew she wanted to suck it. Little by little the penile penetrator sank ever deeper into her mouth, filling it to capacity, for it was both long and thick enough to do so. Her saliva coated the penis trying to cool it off, but she only succeeded in inflaming him that much more. She sucked the rigid hardness again and again, listening to the balding man gasp as she sucked.
His hands pressed down on her lovely head as he slid onto the bed beside her, their profiles in full view to the audience. He was trying to jam the entire phallic muscle into her gullet. Ann knew this cock was both thinner and shorter than her husband's, yet she had no desire to feel this man attempt to strangle her with it, so she grasped the base with curling fingers and eased her head back a little. Then she began sucking and licking the inflamed head, bobbing her own head up and down that much faster.
Her lips tightly gripped the pinkish-red head, sucking the dripping colorless juices with the heat of her wet mouth. Her tongue licked against the underside of the phallus, enlarging the turgid flames in the shuddering man. Ann felt herself capable of sucking for hours.
Now she became determined to suck the entire length into her mouth. Her hands reached beneath him and gripped his buttocks, digging her nails into his asscheeks. Abruptly, she felt the mighty pole thrust itself upward, the head pushing into her gullet, and her cunt screamed for satisfaction. But satisfaction was denied her this time as the man bellowed, "HHAARRGGHH AANNEEEHH NNNNUUU GG-HHAAAA RRRRIIHH!" and fired a huge wad of white semen down her throat. She swallowed thirstily, trying to drink more, but she emptied him all too soon.
The furnace between her thighs became so hot, all else was blotted from her mind. Her eyes squeezed shut and she began rubbing fingers against her vagina. She was insane with the need for more satisfaction.
"Next!" the bald-headed man shouted, and Ann first realized what she was in for, but her excited body craved it.