Chapter 10
Ralph let himself into the apartment and put a large manila envelope filled with papers on the coffee table. He didn't know if Harry was home or not, but it didn't matter, he'd find the stuff on the table. He went through the living room and was about to enter the kitchen when he glanced through the patio doors.
Harry was home, and Harry was busy.
"Oh, my God," Ralph gasped. It was Mavis with him, or should he say, under him.
He stood and watched his brother fuck his wife. They were both naked, and Mavis was on her back on the chaise lounge, her head to one side, her eyes closed, a look of rapture on her face. Harry was on top of her, fucking hard.
Ralph thought he would be enraged at such a sight, had, in fact, always sworn he would kill any bastard that so much as touched his wife, yet he felt no anger, a twinge of jealousy, perhaps, but no anger.
Mavis had her arms around him now, and was kissing him while he pushed into her with long, easy strokes. Ralph stood motionless, watching, and realized that he had a hard-on. It pressed against his trousers with such force that it almost hurt.
"Oh, Harry, my darling," Mavis cried, lifting up to meet his thrusts, "I'm... I'm coming. Jesus, good, good... fuck hard!"
Harry pumped faster and started grunting, obviously coming himself. He lunged into her with several strong thrusts and lay still. Mavis held him tight in her arms.
"Harry, it's so good to come together," she moaned.
They lay kissing and whispering for several minutes. Ralph strained, but couldn't hear what they were saying. Ralph was confused, uncertain as to what to do. He couldn't seem to get angry no matter how hard he tried. He was turned on.
Harry and Mavis got up from the lounge and went to the hot tub and plunged in. They splashed in the hot water, kissing and hugging.
Ralph realized that he felt jealous, but deep down didn't really give a shit. It eased his own conscience, for one thing. A suppressed memory slowly crept into his mind and he vaguely remembered another time that his wife and brother had been naked in that hot tub together. He had I been pretty drunk, and the memory was hazy, but it slowly came back to him. He had known that night that Harry had fucked her, but his drunkeness had blanked it out until now.
He opened the doors and strode onto the patio. He went to the tub and looked down on the cavorting couple.
"What's going on here?" he demanded.
"Oh, my God, Ralph," Mavis cried.
"Ralph," Harry said, his voice squeaky.
Ralph unbuckled his pants and pushed them down. His shorts followed, his cock springing straight out. Mavis gasped. Harry stood with his mouth open. Ralph-sat down and quickly pulled off his shoes. He worked his way to the edge of the tub and draped his legs into the water.
"Come here, Mavis," he said.
Mavis came dumbly to where he sat.
"You did it once before, dear, do it again," Ralph said.
"Wha... what do you mean?"
"Suck it, stupid."
Mavis reached out and took his cock in her I hand. She didn't remember it getting this hard. The knob bulged like it was about to split and she could feel the veins throbbing against her palm. She started to stroke it, short strokes at first, but stretching them out until each down pull peeled his foreskin all the way back.
"Are you angry?" she said.
"Of course I'm angry."
"We were just soaking in the hot water. It's better without anything on."
"Don't he to me, Mavis. I saw you fucking."
"Oh, dear," Mavis said softly, "oh, dear me."
She gripped his pecker tightly and looked up into his face. He was lying, too. She knew what he looked like when he was angry, she'd seen him that way enough times, and he wasn't angry now. She was puzzled. Why wasn't he angry? Didn't he love her anymore? She had had some doubts about that for some time now. Maybe it was because it was with his brother.
"I kept it in the family, Ralph. He's your brother," she said.
"Oh, for Christ's sake, Mavis," he snorted, "use your mouth for something besides talking."
He grabbed her head and pulled her forward. His cock hit her mouth, then slid up against her cheek. It was wet on the end and she could taste the salt on her hps. She still held it in her hand and guided it back to her hps. The huge knob slipped easily into her mouth.
Ralph leaned back, bracing himself with his hands on the patio, and closed his eyes.
"Yeah, Mavis, suck it," he said.
Harry watched Mavis suck her husband's cock, her hand gliding softly up and down its length. It was an erotic sight and reminded him of the first time he'd fucked her. He came up behind her in the water and pressed his cock between her legs. Nodding her head, she let her legs come apart.
He nuzzled at her crotch and then stepped back, pulling on her thighs with his hands. Mavis left her feet and let her body float to meet him. She clung to the side with one hand to keep her face against Ralph's cock. Harry took his cock and pushed it slowly into her cunt.
Mavis sucked harder, the thrill of the big cock in her belly growing rapidly. It was even more thrilling than the first time. They were all sober now, and aware of what was going on. Even Ralph had his eyes open and had to know that Harry was fucking her again.
Ralph's eyes were open, but he saw only his beautiful wife's face with his big cock in her mouth. He felt his nuts tighten, and pushed against her lips, forcing his cock deeper.
His pasty jism spilled onto her palate, thick and slippery, and Mavis started coming, too. Her fist flew on his shaft, squeezing wad after wad down her throat. Ralph sighed and let himself gently fall backward. He lay sighing, his shriveling cock still in Mavis' mouth.
Mavis lay in the water, a warm glow in her belly. She let Ralph's cock slide from her mouth. She turned her head and said over her shoulder, "Let's get out on the patio, Harry, my back hurts from fucking in this Goddamn water."
Harry pulled out and she crawled onto the patio. She bent over Ralph and kissed him hard on the mouth before stretching out on a towel. Harry stood over her, his huge cock wagging. She reached up and wrapped her hand around it.
"Fuck me some more," she said.
Her legs went around his hairy body. She sucked in her breath at the feel of him going in. It was such a dehghtful feeling, one she had put off enjoying for so long.
"Goddamn, Harry, all the way," she cried. "Fuck me, baby, fuck me hard."
She was squealing and bucking under him. Maybe it was more exciting with her husband close by. It was a rehef now that it was out in the open. She had gotten over any guilt feelings she might have had. It was too good to feel guilty, but the fear of getting caught remained. Well, she was caught, so she may as well enjoy it.
"Yeah, yeah, darling... you fuck so good," she cried.
She held him tight with her legs and sucked his prick with her cunt until he couldn't hold out any longer. He came hard, grunting with deep satisfaction. His milky jism filled her snatch.
"You're the best fuck in the world, Mavis," he snorted.
Harry drained himself and rolled off. He lay on his side and wiped his gooey cock on her thigh. Mavis hadn't come and welcomed his mouth when it closed over one of her nipples. With a sigh, she closed her eyes and let him nurse on her tit.
She felt dreamy and nice when she felt a cock entering her again, and lay moaning for a couple of minutes before she realized Harry could not fuck her in his present position. She opened her eyes. It was Ralph. He fucked her vigorously while his brother sucked her tit.
It was a marvelous feeling to be fucked by one man while another nursed her tit. A magnificent orgasm heaved up from her cunt. Ralph came at almost the same moment.
He got immediately to his feet.
"Get your clothes on and come home," he said.
By the time she had dressed, Ralph had already gone. Harry was still naked and she came to him. "What do you think he'll do, Harry?" she said.
"If he was going to do anything, he'd have done it," Harry said. "It doesn't matter, anyway. You can always move in with me. I love you and I want you... and I won't give you up."
She kissed him.
"I love you, too," she said. "And I won't give you up, either. If Ralph won't share me, I'll leave him. You make me feel like I never felt before."
Driving home, Mavis could feel the jizz leaking from her cunt; it soaked her panties. She liked the feeling. She put her hand between her legs and remembered when Chris had come in her asshole. She liked that feeling, too.
Mavis thought it was in the open now, and they would discuss it, but she was wrong. She tried to bring it up several times that evening, but Ralph refused to talk. He slept in the den that night. He left for the bank the next morning before she was awake.
He called shortly before noon and told her that they would have guests for supper. A young man named Ned Bolger was thinking of moving to town. He was very wealthy and could bring a great deal of business to the bank. His wife, Sarah, had arrived that morning, and they were staying in a motel. He had invited them to dinner. He told her to have Terri spend the night with a friend.
Ralph came home early.
"I want you to look very sexy tonight, Mavis. I got the impression that Mr. Bolger is a dirty young man and liked to be around sexy, attractive women. You are a sexy and attractive woman when you want to be," he said.
"Well, thank you," she said, and added under her breath, "You fucking son of a bitch."
Ralph saw Terri walk to her room in the hallway.
"I thought I told you to have Terri stay somewhere else tonight," he told Mavis angrily.
"She is. She just hasn't left yet," Mavis retorted.
"Good," Ralph said.
Mavis made herself a very strong drink and went up to take a bath. She sat at her dressing table in the nude later. She carefully applied her makeup. Ralph walked in in his shorts.
"Is this sexy enough?" she said.
"Too sexy. Get dressed," Ralph said.
She reached out and slipped her hand into his shorts.
"You have a nice cock," she said.
"All the better to fuck you with, if we have to be vulgar," he said with a grimace.
"That's what I wanted to talk to you about."
"We'll save it for later."
"I could use it now," Mavis said. His cock was growing in her hand. "And it looks hke you might, too."
"I said later."
He didn't move away, though. He stood and let her masturbate him to full erection.
Terri stood at the door watching. She was impressed with her daddy's cock and felt a sharp tingle in her pussy. She walked into the room.
"I'm leaving now," she said.
Ralph quickly turned away.
"Goddamn you, Mavis," he muttered.
"Be a doll and get me a drink before you leave," Mavis said.
"Sure mom," Terri answered, and left.
"Have you lost your mind, Mavis? What are you trying to do, corrupt the girl?" Ralph said.
"Just knock it off, Ralph. I didn't know she was watching." She turned back to the mirror and reached for a cigarette.
Terri returned with the drink. Mavis was still naked, but her father had put on his pants.
"I'm going now," Terri said, and added with a twinkle in her eye, "have fun."
Ralph growled. "That's your second, Mavis, don't get drunk before the company even gets here."
"Fuck off, Ralph," Mavis said.
Mavis decided against a bra and put on a silk blouse. Her large nipples were quite prominent. She decided against panties, too, and dropped her floor length skirt down over her head. She was adjusting her belt when the doorbell rang.
"Get it, Mavis. I'll be right down," Ralph said.
Sarah was an attractive young woman, not voluptuous like Mavis, but slim and petite. Ned had a difficult time keeping his eyes from the front of Mavis' blouse. When Mavis excused herself to finish dinner, Sarah offered to help.
"Oh, I guess you could toss the salad," Mavis said.
In the kitchen, Sarah was hke a fish out of water. She confessed that she didn't know how to toss a salad.
"I'm not very domestic," she said.
"Just watch," Mavis said, "everything else is ready, anyway. Ralph tells me you're going to move here."
"Yes, but I can't imagine why he wants to live in a little dump like this."
Mavis raised her eyebrows. Little snob, she thought.
"You're looking at the Brownlee house, I hear."
"Ned bought it this morning," Sarah said. "Do you have a cigarette?"
Mavis felt hke telling her to buy her own, but didn't. She was jealous, and knew it. She had had her eye on the Brownlee place for a long time. Ralph said they were asking too much. She gave her a cigarette. Sarah held it up like she expected a hght. Mavis tossed a book of matches on the table. Control yourself, dear, she thought.
"I think we're missing out on the martinis," Mavis said, hoping Sarah would take a hint.
"I'll go get us a pair," Sarah said.
She returned with two chilled glasses.
"Your husband said the cook didn't need any before dinner, but I insisted."
She might be okay, Mavis thought, and took the drink. She quickly drained the glass.
"What does Ned do?" she asked.
"Nothing, really, except maybe chase girls. He's a lazy shitass."
"Oh," Mavis said, a little shocked.
"He's a spoiled little rich boy. His parents have scads of money. I wouldn't have married him if he had been poor. He's really a dull, boring person."
"You don't love your husband?"
"I love his money."
She lit another cigarette.
"He's really quite stupid, and so unpredictable. One day he's an overbearing egocentric asshole, and the next a pussycat wanting to be dominated. Today, unfortunately, he's an overbearing asshole."
Mavis smiled. Sarah is an outspoken little witch, she thought.
"He's been trying to get his hand in my pants all day," Sarah said. "Watch out for his boyish charm, Mavis. He'll be trying to lay you before the evening is over. Goddamn rich kids, think every girl they see wants to fuck."
She snuffed out her cigarette and lit another. "I need another martini."
"Dinner's ready, Sarah," Mavis said.
"We can handle one more."
She got to her feet.
"I'll get them and then I'll help you carry all this stuff in."
Mavis felt a little drunk, already, but she had no intention of turning down another martini. She was sure she would need it before the night was over.
"Ned tells me they bought the Brownlee place," Ralph said, as he finished his salad. "Beautiful place, a real buy."
Ralph, you hypocritical cocksucker, Mavis thought.
"How do you like our fair little city, Sarah?" Ralph asked.
"It's lovely, Ralph. I'm sure we'll adore it here," she said.
"Have you met anyone else?"
"The Brownlees, of course, and that fat little jerk at the real estate office," Ned said before Sarah could answer. "And his secretary or bookkeeper or whatever she is. Nita I think her name is. She's a real doll."
"She lives across the street with her teenaged son. She's a tramp," Mavis said.
"Now, Mavis, don't be catty," Ralph said.
Sarah said nothing.
After they finished dessert, Ralph pushed back his chair and patted his tummy. "Excellent meal, dear. Leave this mess until later and we'll all go in the den and have a drink. It's not the season, but I'll start a fire in the fireplace."
Sarah was a different woman around her husband. She spoke only when spoken to, and then very politely. She didn't pass up a drink, though, Mavis noticed. Ned was loud and a bragger. Ralph was ingratiating.
They made Mavis sick, especially Ralph. His greed was showing badly. Mavis had never seen him kiss ass like this. Of course he usually wasn't around people who had a lot more money than he did. They were a bunch of phonies.
Ned was sitting beside Mavis on the couch, directing most of his bullshit at her. He was having a hard time keeping his hands at home and kept touching her on the arm or the hand and occasionally her cheek. Sarah sat in a big chair pouring down the booze and despising her husband.
Sarah suddenly sat up in the chair, her eyes glazed. "Oh, my God, I feel sick," she cried.
"Shit, I knew she was drinking too much," Ned said, then to Sarah, "I suppose you want to go home."
"No, I'll throw up if I get in a car. Can I just lie down somewhere?"
"Of course," Mavis said.
She helped the unsteady woman up the stairs and to her bedroom. Sarah collapsed in a heap on the bed.
"Are you all right, Sarah?" she said.
"Yeah, yeah," Sarah mumbled, and passed out.
Mavis got a light blanket and covered her, then went back to the den. She sat on the couch and Ned slid close beside her.
"She always does that. One drink too many and wham, out she goes," Ned said.
He laughed.
"She can't hold her booze like us."
He had his arm on the back of the couch behind Mavis and let his finger tips trace along her neck. "You have a very beautiful wife, Ralph. If she wasn't already married to you I'd grab her."
"Yes, she is a beautiful woman," Ralph said, grinning.
"I can't take all this bullshit without another drink," Mavis said, holding up her empty glass.
"I'll get you one," Ralph said.
He went to the bar.
"Out of Scotch. I'll get another bottle."
He left the room.
"You really are a beautiful woman, Mavis," Ned said, his arm slipping off the couch onto her shoulders.
"I know I am," Mavis said.
Ned put his fingers to her cheek, turned her head towards him, and kissed her. She didn't resist so he kissed her again.
"I've been wanting to do that since the moment I saw you," he said.
Mavis didn't answer. She was feeling kind of drunk, and though she hadn't particularly wanted him to kiss her, she didn't particularly mind, either. She let him kiss her again.
Ralph came back in the room and they pulled apart. If he had seen them kissing, he made no indication. He brought Mavis her drink and sat on the couch beside her. Ned still had his arm around Mavis, but Ralph didn't seem to notice, or mind if he did.
Ralph jumped to his feet again when Ned indiciated his glass was empty.
"I'll get us another round," he said. He waited while Mavis drained her glass.
The minute Ralph turned to go to the bar, Ned kissed her again, quickly this time, but long enough to dart the tip of his tongue between her lips. He brought his hand up and felt of her tit.
"Jesus," he whispered, "magnificent."
Mavis realized her heart was beating faster. She wondered how far Ralph would let it go and suddenly didn't really care. "Do it again," she whispered.
He kissed her again, and she brought up her hand and held his head. She felt his hand on her breast. They were still kissing when Ralph came back with the drinks.
Ralph said nothing.
Mavis turned to her husband.
"Kiss me, Ralph," she said. Ralph kissed her. She dropped her hand onto his lap and was surprised to find he was half hard. Their little game was turning him on.
"Mmmm, nice," she sighed, and squeezed his cock.
She pulled away and turned to Ned.
"Now you kiss me, Ned," she said brazenly.
When their lips met, she dropped her hand to his lap. He was more than half hard, and she realized their little game was turning her on, too.
"Mmmm, very nice," she said, and squirted her tongue into his mouth. She held the kiss a long time, her hand busy rubbing his hard-on.
"Let's have a toast to Ned's success in our little city," Ralph said.
"Won'erful idea," Mavis mumbled.
She leaned forward and took her glass from the coffee table. They clinked glasses and Mavis took half her drink without stopping. She almost dropped it, then put it on the coffee table.
"Jeeeeeeesus Christ," she squealed, "I'm drunkern' a fuckin' skunk."
Ralph put his face close to hers.
"Play with my cock, Mavis," he said, and kissed her. He held the kiss while she rubbed his crotch.
"Take it out," he mumbled. She struggled with his zipper until he reached down and pulled it open. She brought it out. He was bone hard.
"Play with Ned's, too," he said.
She reached for Ned's fly and found it already open. She hauled it out and held a cock in each hand. Ned's wasn't as big as Ralph's, but it was plenty hard. With a sigh, she leaned back and started stroking both.
Ned was circumcised, and she quickly decided that she enjoyed masturbating Ralph's the most. It was an added thrill to slowly peel a thick foreskin down and watch the fat, glistening head come into view. He seemed to get more sensation, too, when she peeled the thing all the way down. He would jerk a little each time as the skin bumped over the ridge. She wondered which would feel best in her cunt.
Ned had one arm around her shoulder and a hand under her blouse. He cupped both breasts, then played with the nipples with his finger tips. They swelled fat and hard under his stimulation.
"God, you've got the biggest nipples," Ned said.
"Keep playing with them; it excites me," she said. "You want me excited, don't you?"
Ned kissed her hard while she continued to stroke both cocks. She stuck her tongue deep in his mouth, swabbed around, then jabbed it in and out rapidly.
"I'm getting so hot," she cried, and let go of both cocks and got to her feet. She unbuckled the belt at her waist and pulled the zipper down in the back of her skirt. It floated to the floor and she was naked from the hips down. She sat back down, took hold of both cocks, and draped one leg over Ned's lap.
"Play with something else, Ned, and see how excited I get."
Ned's hand went between her legs and dug at her cunt. She moved one leg to get herself more open. Her cunt was already wet, and accepted his probing finger. She made a little sound when it went in, and then another when the second finger went in.
"You must have something better than your finger to put in there," she said. She turned her head and looked at Ralph.
"Slide down to the end, Ralph, so I can lie down."
Ralph slid to the end of the couch without a word. Ned got to his feet and Mavis unbuckled his belt and pulled his pants and shorts down before she spread out on her back. She looked up at Ned.
"Fuck me, I need it," she said.
Ralph sat watching while Ned got on his wife and settled between her wide spread legs. He heard her moan a little when Ned pushed in. His own cock stood hard as a board.
"Good, feels good in there," Mavis sighed, and brought her legs up. She picked up his rhythm and matched his bobbing ass with her hips. He was in her cunt to the nuts.
"Aw, shit, Mavis, this is good," he cried. "Jesus, you can really fuck. You're gonna bring me off quick like this."
"Just relax, honey. Fuck a little slower and make it last a while. Mamma wants to come, too."
"Can't... can't hold it off, baby. Gotta come, gotta come."
He was bouncing wildly.
"Ung, ung," he grunted, "Shit, can't hold it. I'm coming, lady, I'm coming!"
His come squirted into her cunt. He jabbed a couple of times and lay still. Mavis let her legs fall from his back. It had felt good, but he came too quick for her.
"You came too damn quick," she said.
"Sorry, baby, couldn't help it. Shit, you really made me blow my nuts. Good fuck, good fuck."
She felt his cock slide out and his weight leave her body and knew there was no use to try and hold him on. She always came fast, but this fucking kid had popped before she even got started. She had started to raise up when she saw Ralph pushing down his pants. She stretched out her arms to him.
"Oh, honey, come to Mavis, give her the fucking she needs," she cried.
Ralph didn't delay, and the instant he came down on her, she grabbed for his cock and guided it in. The knob went in in one lunge, the rest he pushed in slowly.
"Aw, honey, so good. Your so much bigger, feel so much better," she cooed.
"Do it slow, Ralph, make me come. Aw, yeah, good, honey. You're the best, Ralph."
"Better than Harry?" Ralph said.
She hesitated a moment.
"You're the best, Ralph," she said.
She sensed that Ralph was hotter than usual and wouldn't last long, either. He usually lasted a long time. She was getting close, though, and wouldn't take too much more.
"Just a little longer, honey. I'm getting close. Yeah, fuck hard now... I'm gettin' there, baby... fuck,fuck!"
She was lunging under him, twisting and bucking. She felt her cuntlips quivering around his shaft and the thrill started to rage deep in her cunt.
"I'm coming... ung, feels so good. Fuck me, Ralphy, fuck me hard, make it sweet. Oh, shit, I love that feeling. I'm coming, I'm coming!"
Ralph was right behind her, and pumped his stuff into her with long, squirting strokes. He fucked until there was nothing left and then lay still.
"You're the best, Ralph," she cooed, stroking the back of his head. "You made me come so good. These young punks just don't know what it takes to satisfy a girl."
Ralph finally got up and sat on the couch. Ned was sitting in a chair. He had his pants back on. Mavis reached down and grabbed her skirt and wadded it between her legs.
"I'm leaking," she said with a giggle. "I could use a drink."
"You still have some left," Ralph said.
She sat up and picked up her half-filled glass. She emptied it quickly.
"I gotta go pee," she said, and struggled to her feet.
The two men watched her walk carefully from the room. She staggered, caught herself on the banister, and went upstairs.
After she relieved herself, she stopped at the bedroom door to look in on Sarah. Sarah sat up with a start.
"Who's there?" she said.
"It's okay, Sarah. It's Mavis."
"Oh, you frightened me. Come here a minute."
Mavis walked over to the bed. Sarah's hand went to her mouth.
"You're... you're naked," she cried.
"Not completely," Mavis said. "I still have my blouse on."
"Did Ned try to get in your pants?"
Mavis sat down on the bed.
"No," she giggled, "I wasn't wearing any."
"Did he... "
"Yes," Mavis said, "he did."
"Oh, you poor darling," Sarah said, half sobbing. "I imagine it was awful. He isn't very good, is he?"
"No, he's not."
Mavis felt Sarah's hand touch her thigh, then start to slowly stroke her. Her hand felt good on her thigh, sending little shivers up her spine.
"What are you doing, Sarah?" she asked.
"You poor, poor darling," Sarah soothed, "lay back and rest."
She pushed Mavis back on the bed, her hand still caressing her thigh.
Mavis felt very drunk. She knew what was happening, but couldn't seem to stop it.
"Don't Sarah, I'm not like that," she whispered.
Sarah had her blouse up and bent down and took a nipple into her mouth.
"Poor darling," she sighed, and sucked at the nipple.
"Sarah... please, don't."
"Let me make you feel good," Sarah said, and moved to the other breast. Her hand was a scant inch from Mavis' cunt now.
"Let Sarah make you feel good. Lay back and enjoy. You're so beautiful, Mavis."
She cupped Mavis' cunt.
"You're so wet. You feel so nice."
Mavis was horrified. She wanted to struggle, but she couldn't, her whole body felt weak, powerless to move. Her legs moved slowly apart. It felt so good. Sarah's hand was so much nicer in her cunt. Her body tingled with anticipation.
Sarah's mouth went back to Mavis' nipples while she softly petted her cunt. Her touch was so delicate, so much in just the right places, so different than the harsh thrusting fingers of her husband. She stroked between the hps, gliding back and forth against the silky flesh, twirling gently around the clit.
Mavis was breathing faster, her heart pounding, her whole body tingling. Her nipples stood hard and felt hot, excited. The fire grew in her cunt, tiny sparks shooting up into her belly. She had never been felt up so good before, never before brought to such a pitch of excitement with only a hand caressing her cunt.
Sarah's mouth started moving downward. She kissed and licked the swell under Mavis' heavy breasts, trailed down her belly, around her navel, down to the fringe of thick, dark hair. Her hps moved at the edges of her cunt hair, kissng lightly at her thighs, closer and closer until at last her hps and tongue caressed her cunt.
Mavis sighed softly as her orgasm rippled through her body. She felt warm and soft as it oozed through her. It was as pleasant and satisfying a come as she could remember, yet it had only begun.
Sarah's mouth was gentle, yet demanding, searching, relishing the feast of cunt. Her tongue probed the hole, ravished the clit. Sarah hungrily ate her helpless prey.
Mavis felt so wet, knowing she was leaking a great deal of her own juice as well as the come of the two men that had just fucked her. She had already had her second orgasm and the third was upon her before the last had subsided.
Sarah was lying with her feet towards Mavis' head and she thought Mavis just might be worked up enough. It was certainly worth a try, but she would have to act quickly before Mavis came down from her high. She reached down and pulled up her skirt; she wore no panties, and inched her body closer.
She was lying very close and felt Mavis' cheek brush her thigh. They were about the same height and she knew all she had to do was inch up a bit and her cunt would be in line with Mavis' mouth. Once in position, Sarah rolled over on top of her, a leg on each side of Mavis' face.
Mavis recoiled, but there was no place to go. She was staring into Sarah's open cunt.
"Oh, no, no," she muttered, as Sarah wiggled her pussy against her mouth.
It smelled strong and rank, and it was wet. It pressed against her lips and the taste flooded her mouth. She had no choice, she started to suck. Aware of what she was doing, she started to imitate what Sarah was doing to her. The thrill of what she was doing increased her own pleasure.
The two women came together—Sarah in a jolting, hard orgasm, and Mavis into a blissful glow that was magnificently satisfying.
Mavis remembered the woman rolling off and getting up. Sarah kissed her on the hps, a deep soul searching kiss, before Mavis passed out.
Mavis awakened the next morning still lying on the bed, still wearing her blouse. She didn't feel too bad and sat up. She was trying to recall everything that had happened when Ralph came in.
"I'm sorry about last night," he said. "It got out of hand."
"It's all right," Mavis said.
"No, let me finish before you say anything. While you and Sarah were in the kitchen, Ned made it clear how taken he was with you. He pointed out how much money he could bring to the bank if he was happy here. He didn't say so in so many words, but it was obvious that he was interested in a httle hanky-panky, maybe even swapping if his wife hadn't passed out.
"I really didn't like the idea, but I didn't reject it, either. A httle harmless fun wouldn't hurt anyone. I was going to let him flirt around a httle, that's all, but when I came back with the scotch and he was kissing you... "
Ralph looked away from her eyes.
"Well, I got a hard-on. It got worse as it went along, and I suddenly realized I was going to let him fuck you. I wanted him to fuck you."
Mavis reached for a cigarette.
"I enjoyed it, Ralph. I liked it when he fucked me. You were better, though."
"Did he say his wife as to be taken care of, too?"
"What do you mean?"
"She likes girls."
"You mean she's a lesbian?"
"Yes, Ralph, that's what I mean. When I came up to pee, she went down on me; she ate my cunt. I liked it."
"Oh, my God," Ralph cried, and fell to his knees beside the bed. "Where will it end?"
He was sobbing and buried his face in her lap.
Neither was sure how it happened, but the sobbing stopped and he was eating her. She let her legs go up over his shoulders and opened herself to his mouth. She came quickly and was ready and willing when he came up over her. His huge cock sunk into her in one motion.
"Yeh, Ralph, baby, fuck me, fuck me good," she moaned.
And he did. In fact, it was the best fucking Ralph had ever given his wife. Maybe it was the thought of the possibility of a foursome with Ned and Sarah. Or the idea of watching Ned's lovely wife eating Mavis' cunt. Whatever, sex had never been so good for Ralph and Mavis, and it looked like things were going to get even more interesting if they worked it right.
And as their daughter Terri watched them from the hall, it occurred to the horny girl that her daddy might just be a pretty fair fuck—maybe even better than Uncle Harry.