Chapter 7
Pat wheeled into her driveway and cut the engine, patting the steering wheel happily. It was nice to have her old clunker back on the road. As soon as Ray took off again, she'd cruise around town. Go cock prowling! She had heard about a swinging bar that ran around the clock, out on the edge of Parkerville.
When she swung the front door open, she nearly tripped over Ray's suitcase. Damn! He was home early. Probably sacked out, too. She glanced at her watch-2:30. Well, why not wake him up and see if he could get it on like a husband should.
As she passed the closed door of the guest room, she heard a low, shuddering moan. Pat was still hot from the wonderful fuckfest with Don. Her nipples snapped to attention. That familiar sexy glow of heat spread up from her moist pussy.
She stood listening intently, fingering her cunt under her pulled-up skirt. Amy was really in high gear. The bedsprings creaked steadily but the sounds were coming fast-one metallic chirp right after another. John didn't fuck that way. What the hell was happening.
Pat pushed the door open. Amy was spread on the bed, her arms and legs flung out. The steady squishing of a stiff cock reaming her snatch filled the room. And Pat knew that bare ass humping between Amy's legs. That son of a bitch!
Pat moved to the foot of the bed, not making a sound on the deep pile of the rug. She leaned over and as his ass dragged his cock back, she rammed her finger up his butthole.
"Christ! That hurts! Take it easy, Amy," Ray complained. "Uh ... what the hell? Oh! Oh, shit! Hi, Pat honey."
"Hello, darling husband," Pat said sweetly. "Welcome home. I see you two are coming to know one another."
"Don't stop, Ray," Amy pleaded. "I'm almost there."
"Save some for me, hon," Pat told him. "Oh, fuck it. Relax. I'm not mad at you. But I'm going to get naked and watch you screw my sister. Let's see if you can satisfy her."
"Pay attention, Ray," Amy moaned. "Fuck me. Fuck me."
Her nails dug into his butt, forcing his cock to jump all the way into her. She writhed like a snake under him, biting his neck. Pat had never seen her sister so damn hot. She was glad she'd found them together. And now Ray was going to get it. She would see how well he held up under the grind of fucking two hot women.
Pat tossed her clothes on the floor and pushed Ray back until he was sitting on his knees with his cock just barely inside Amy's cunt. She lay down on her sister, and then came up on her knees, opening her moist hole for Ray to screw.
His eyes opened wide when he saw Pat bend her head and suck on Amy's stiff nipples. He raised up and slammed his cock into Pat's wiggling pussy and stroked hotly. When Amy whimpered in protest, he pulled back and came down a bit. His pole slid into Amy's sopping wet cunt, only to slip out after a few quick strokes and sink back into Pat's snatch.
"This is good," Ray panted. "Your cunts feel so much alike, it's kind of spooky. Inside, I mean. Oh shit ... I'm going to come."
"Come in me!" Amy cried. "In me. In me!"
Pat moved clear of their sweaty bodies and watched her red-faced husband fucking her sister's shaved cunt.
His tongue flicking over his dry lips made Pat's cunt begin to burn. She leaped up on the bed and stood over Amy, thrusting her snatch up to his face.
"Eat me," Pat demanded. "Come all you want to, but eat my cunt."
He did as he was told. Her pussy was so sensitive she climaxed the moment his mouth closed over her. His cock erupted a heavy load into Amy's grasping hole. Pat fell over, dragging him with her. Amy lunged for his spurting cock as it left her cunt and sucked crazily on him, biting and jacking his dork with both hands.
"What the living hell is all this?" John's voice boomed through the room.
Ray looked up at him standing in the doorway. Amy leaped off the bed and ran over to hug-her man.
"Get naked. Quick," she urged him, tugging at his belt buckle. "It's okay. Pat and Ray swing, too."
"I can see that," he said dryly, but he stood still and let her strip his clothes off, watching Pat raking her cunt against Ray's mouth.
Amy fell on the bed, urging John's heavy cock into her wet cunt with both shaking hands. "Move over, you two," she said. "Let's fuck. Get your cock in her, Ray. Lock your leg over mine, Pat. Yes. That way. Now, screw, damn it!"
Ray could hardly manage to keep his cock moving in his wife's wet hole. His eyes were glued to Amy's naked pussy snuggling around the thick rod that was reaming it. His cock grew harder when Amy reached over and squeezed him.
Pat was hot, but she had come so many times that she relaxed and lay next to her naked sister with her arms stretched up over her head and just let him fuck, turning on more from the erotic sounds of two cocks fucking than from the familiar feel of Ray's dick probing into her squishy hole.
The words were right on the tip of Pat's tongue. She had to say them. Smiling sweetly up at Ray, she murmured, "Your old cock feels almost as good as John's did."
He flushed a dark red, and jerked away from her. Without warning, his open palm whipped across her face. Pat yelped in pain, but a moment later she screamed even louder. He flipped her over and roughly dragged her up on her hands and knees. His cock slammed into her asshole.
"How do you like that, Betty?" he growled. "Yeah, Pat baby. This is how I fuck her. Up her ass. And she loves it! It's too good for you, but how do you like it, you little bitch swinger!"
"Hey, you two. What is this?" John asked. "Take it easy on her."
"Fuck me, John!" Amy demanded. "Let them work out their own problems." She was half out of her head from all the screwing she'd had with Ray. She giggled and cooed, "Do me up my ass, too, John."
She grunted when his heavy dork rammed up her butt. Pat's steady moaning buzzed through the slow fucker's mind. His hands tightened around Amy's waist. His strokes matched Ray's. The two men fucked the women with deep thrusts. Both Pat and Amy went off together, moaning and clenching their fists.
When he felt Pat go limp under him, Ray jerked his cock out of her ass and staggered to his feet. He left the room without a word.
"See you later," Pat told her sister. She went after Ray. The shower was running. She pulled the door open and slipped under the spray with him.
"I didn't come in here to fight, Ray. I came to apologize. I've been a real bitch. Can't we kiss and make up?"
He growled at her, "You are just afraid I'll belt the livin' shit out of you." But there was no real edge to his voice. "Okay, hon. Fuck it all. We try to live together happily. You get yours, and I'll get mine. Somewhere...."
His tense face suddenly relaxed. He pulled her into the circle of his arms and held her tightly to him. She sighed and brushed his wet hair back from his eyes.
"We'll get along," she said. "I'm going to dry off and get dinner. Put something on, and come down."
When she called them all to eat, Amy sat down very gingerly. John grinned at her.
"Where is Penny?" Pat asked.
"Oh my goodness! In all this excitement I forgot about her. She and Bobby went bike riding. Do you suppose we should go look for them?"
"Right after we eat," Pat told her.
The night air was a little cool. Bobby lived one street over, in a small tract house which was dark when they arrived.
"Let's go around back. I think he has a gym out in a shed in the back yard."
As they approached the little house, they heard a high girlish giggle. And a strange squeaking noise.
"Ooooh, Bobby! That feels so good!"
The women peered in through a side window. Pat clapped her hand over her mouth to suppress her quick laugh.
"Look at those two!" she told Amy. "That's right out of a dirty post card. Those crazy wild kids!"
Penny was swinging back and forth with her legs pushed through two iron rings hanging from chains on the rafters. Her skirt was pulled up around her stomach and her bare cunt was wide open. Bobby was standing holding his hard cock with both hands. Every time she'd swing toward him he'd shove his dick into her bare little cunt. Back and forth. Back and forth. Penny's face was as red as her pussy and she was quivering happily and laughing at the same time.
"Now there is a real flying fuck for you," Amy smiled, shaking her head. "Well, at least they're luvvin'. Not fighting. Oh, I'm sorry, Pat."
"That's all over," she told her sister. "Well, let's go back home and see what hell we can raise ourselves. But we won't top them!"
When they walked into the living room, Ray was setting up an odd-looking screened box on a card table. He smiled and waved them toward the sofa.
"No popcorn, but we've got some neat home movies to watch. I hope. This is something pretty new. Polavision. Instant and private. Hit it lucky, too, Pat. Heard about a guy right in town who turns out neat fuck films. Stopped off and bought one on the way home today."
"I've never seen what I think I'm going to see. Not on film," Amy said. "Are your game for this, John?"
He put her hand on his cock. "Roll 'em," he grinned at Ray.
The cassette fit neatly into the top of the box. Ray pushed a button and flipped the floor lamp off. He sat down beside Pat and pulled her close to him. When the screen lit up and the film began to unreel, Pat sat straight up in shock!
"Hey, it isn't that bad," Ray kidded her.
Pat bit her lip. Her round eyes stared at a very familiar apartment living room. All the walls were covered with pinups of curvy naked females. The camera showed a nude blonde lying on a couch, smiling expectantly. The lens was blocked for a moment, and then it revealed a long cock jutting out over two tight balls, as a man walked over to the couch.
"My God!" Pat muttered. It was Don! Now she remembered his camera leaning against the wall in his room.
"That boy is really hung," Ray said.
"Just wait," Pat said. He glanced sharply at her, but his eyes returned to the screen.
Now the girl was lying on her back and Don's cock was trailing over her open lips. It dipped and then eased down into her open mouth.
"I need a drink. A strong one," Pat said firmly.
"Hell, it's just a fuck flick, Pat," Ray told her. "You won't see anything you haven't done yourself."
She muttered to herself, "How right you are, sweetie."
When Pat came back with her scotch, she saw the blonde wildly fuck Don all over the couch that she'd had under her own hot butt that very morning. Don had unearthed a hot bitch somewhere. The girl couldn't have cared less if there had been ten camera eyes watching her screw. She reached down to pull her legs up to her tits as she rocked her hips, taking one hard cock stroke up her cunt and then the next up her tight dark asshole.
Pat flicked a glance at Amy. She was lying with her head on John's lap, licking his cockhead and peering intently past it at the chick getting balled.
Pat wanted to watch, but she didn't. Not really. The film hit too close to home for her. She jerked Ray's cock out of his fly and fell on him, costing her eyes to shut out the movie.
The front door swung open, and Penny breezed happily into the living room. She switched the lamp on and stared at the four people on the sofa.
"Hi, babe," John called out. "Have a good time today?"
Penny took the suck scene in stride. Her eyes held on Ray's cock pushing in and out of Pat's mouth.
"Oh, sure, Great! But I really need a bath. I'm smelly and sweaty. Had a super workout in Bobby's gym."
Her skirt slid down her legs and her sweater came up over her head. Pat felt Ray's cock grow harder as he stared at the lovely figure of the young girl. His eyes tracked her little round butt as she trotted up the stairs.
"She's one cool kid," he said. "Didn't bat an eye when she walked in on all this." He looked curiously at John, who avoided his eyes.
"We are going up to bed," Pat announced, tugging on Ray's dick.
After they got into bed, he fell on her cunt and licked her hot clit, but he slowed down when a slim shadow fell across their bed. Penny was toweling her hair dry and standing watching them.
"O.K. if I peek?" she giggled.
"Je-sus. Today's kids," Ray muttered, but he didn't stop probing into Pat's pussy with his long tongue. And he didn't stop when Penny walked over and climbed into bed with them. He jumped, but kept steadily sucking on Pat's flowing pussy when Penny's small hand wrapped around his hard dick. She jacked him up and down, very slowly, watching with a burning, intent gaze as his foreskin rolled back and forth over his red cockhead.
He groaned a moment later. "This is a bit much for me. Do her folks know she sucks cock like a real pro? What if they waltz in here?"
Pat held his head tightly between her legs. "It's O.K. Ask no questions, get no lies. Just keep sucking. Let her do her thing. What the hell do you care?"
She was so close to getting off she'd have held his face in her tight grip if the house had caught on fire. But she watched Penny licking his twitching cock. Aha! Bobby had taught her a few tricks with her teeth and her tongue. Ray was ready to blow off any second!
"Can't make it," Pat said. "I need a cock in me. Penny, go to bed. Hear me? Get to bed, damn it."
She pushed the girl away and slid under her husband, grunting as his rod whipped into her tender box. He fucked her like he'd just picked her up in a bar and didn't even know her name.
"You should try that on a set of flying rings," Penny giggled. "It's super fantastic!!"
"Get lost, Penny," Pat panted. "This is adult sex night. You got yours today. I saw you fucking on those rings."
"I'll get some more tomorrow, too," Penny replied saucily. "And I've decided I'm not going to fuck my daddy anymore."
"Oh, Jesus," Ray groaned. "The world is going straight to hell."
Pat wrapped her legs around him. "Let it go. Fuck it. It will go, no matter what you do. I have three big comes in me. Keep count. See if you can screw them all out of me, lover man. Keep count, now!"
He did. She was wrong. There were five!