Chapter 8
"Easy!" moaned Karen as the man's long dick drove savagely into her pussy, "Take it -- uuuugh! -- easy!"
The plump blonde who was greedily sucking on Karen's hot tits at the same time thought she was talking to her, so she softened her frenzied sucking on the nipple in her mouth, but, still her fingers continued to squeeze Karen's dangling tits with fierce lust.
Jeff's wife was hunched over the arm of their living room sofa, her lush, creamy ass jutting out, weaving lewdly as the naked man standing behind her battered his cock powerfully into her sucking cunt.
Her upper body was bent ever the sofa cushions but naked and lying beneath her on her back was the man's frenzied wife, who couldn't seem to get enough of sucking Karen's beautiful tits. She groped and whimpered and worked her lips eagerly on the luscious mounds, her naked ass making obscene fucking motions at the same time.
In their daughter's bedroom, just a few yards away, waited Karen's hard-earned reward.
She'd met the couple through a classified ad in the local underground wife-swapping magazine, and after they'd exchanged snapshots -- the usual routine -- she'd met the couple and their daughter in person. She quickly agreed to swap her own voluptuous body in return for a few hours with their bat-eyed gum-chewing daughter.
At thirty-live Karen was an extremely sexy woman, her proud tits still firm and juicy, her flesh silky and glowing, her ass tautly ripe and her legs sleek and tapered. Once the couple had seen her picture in the nude, they were almost frantic for the exchange. The daughter, a pretty plump little blonde, was by no means cherry or innocent, Karen quickly discovered.
She suspected the girl had seen more hot sex in the past few years than most women did in the course of a lifetime. With parents like this, how could she escape it?
They'd begun with the wife, a petite, hot-eyed creature, going down on Karen with a ferocious hunger, leaving her pussy numb with exhaustion. Then Karen had gone down on the husband, whose cock was thick and brutish like himself, a relentless battering ram. They were animals, both of them, but she had to admit they had a lot of sex appeal -- in a raw, lusty kind of way.
They certainly didn't fool around with formalities. The naked, barrel-chested husband was grunting savagely as he fucked Karen dog-style, his tough fingers digging harshly into her tender as flesh, his cock pounding her fiery cunt with violent excitement, bringing her quickly to a hot orgasm in spite of her dislike.
But it was the wildly sucking wife who was driving Karen crazy with her greedy burning lips and sharp little teeth. Now the wife was finished slobbering over her tits and she scrambled her naked body around on the sofa-seat in reverse, nudging her soaked pink pussy toward Karen's mouth.
She gripped Karen's head lustfully in her hands and with a long, feverish moan crushed Karen's mouth to her hotly sucking cunt. Then she started fucking the sensuous brunette's mouth in a fury of excitement, almost suffocating Karen, rubbing her boiling pussy-flesh savagely to her face.
Jeff's wife hadn't bargained for all this, had no idea they would be so gross and lusty and depraved. In fact, this was Karen's first three-way and the only reason she consented to it was her overpowering hunger for the daughter.
And she knew deep down it wasn't really the gum-chewing little nymph she wanted, that the plumply curved blonde was only a substitute for her own beautiful daughter, Cindy. But a very sexy, juicy substitute! Younger than Cindy, with burning, wanton eyes which knew a great deal more than her age warranted.
Once Karen laid her eyes on the daughter, she knew she had to have her.
And now she was paying the price for it.
"Eat it, lady, suck it!" gasped the wife, locking her hot thighs brutally to Karen's trapped face. "Unmanning, Goddamn that's good! Oooooooh, getting my rock off, yessssssssssss!"
"Good is, aaaah, right," grunted her husband who stood behind Karen's ripe naked ass, pounding his thick meat into her tight pussy with obscene relish. This one was a real looker and his wife was even more excited over her than he was. Christ, she'd sucked the stacked brunette off for almost an hour!
The couple had been swapping for years now, turning their own daughter on when she was very young. They quickly found the plump girl was a gold mine where swapping was concerned. What they couldn't get on their own appeal, the girl got every time and fast, too. So now they used her primarily for barter, and make no mistake about it, she loved it as much as they did! Took after her mother, right down to her hot little tongue!
The man was short, almost squat and massively muscled, with so much matted hair on his chest he looked gorilla-like, which turned certain women on, especially the upper-crust ones, he'd discovered. He couldn't tell whether this gorgeous bitch liked his action or not, because his wife's cries and gasps were drowning out her moans, but she wriggled her hot naked ass as though she loved it.
Either that or she was trying to make him come faster so she could get to their wild blonde daughter sooner.
She'd given a damn good blowjob though, lots of fancy tricks, and once she'd taken the hard edge off his excitement, he could screw almost indefinitely -- as she was finding out to her dismay.
The man's wife was climaxing in Karen's mouth now, animal moans coming from her lips as she churned and thrashed her exploding cunt to the brunette's helpless mouth. She was tremendously aroused by Karen's sleek, lushly curved body, by her hot sweet tits and firm, flawless thighs, and now as she crushed Karen's head tighter to her dripping slit and swung her plump ass furiously in time to her shattering orgasm, the woman desperately wished she'd held out for an all-night orgy.
Instead, they'd agreed to a fifty-fifty split -- two hours with her and her husband and then the brunette could have two hours with their daughter, Margie. And damn if their time wasn't up soon! With an all-night session, she'd be able to really wallow in the sexy brunette's flesh, suck and bite and spank her ass, maybe get out the whip too. But Karen didn't look like the type who would put up with much of that.
The woman climaxed again as she locked her fleshy thighs more tightly to Karen's head and went into spasms of raw ecstasy. Hot loving mouth!
She consoled herself with the thought that there would be another night, because she'd already warned Margie to be good to Karen, to give her anything she wanted, no matter how kinky or bizarre. Like the one last month who poured honey all over Margie's hot little tits and pussy, then licked it up to drive the girl crazy! Or the kinky bitch, a wealthy housewife no less, who sneaked in a ten-inch dildo and almost put poor Margie in a mental ward by fucking her brains out!
This one didn't look weird, though, just hotly frustrated. Probably had the screaming cries for her own daughter and this was how she got her rocks off. They almost always wanted to swing with their daughters once they saw Margie, and the woman couldn't blame them, since the girl slept with her and her husband every night. She was a real ball of fire when it came to sex, too, unable to get enough of it.
The woman could see her husband's wild excitement as he pumped his thick rod savagely into the brunette's pussy, sweat pouring down his hairy chest. When Matt finished with her, she'd know she'd been screwed! He was a real animal, her Matt, able to keep it up all night once he got worked up. Not with her, though, just with fresh pussy.
Which was how they originally got into swapping. She knew he was playing around on the side, and it was she who suggested wife-swapping. That way, they'd all share the fun and games without worrying about him getting hung up on some hot little piece on the side and deserting her. It had worked out great, too, and the ingenious idea of turning little Margie onto sex had been hers also. How could a man desert his own wife and daughter when they gave him all the wild action he wanted?
And what they couldn't give him, they got for him, like the madly sexy brunette who was now gyrating her silky naked ass feverishly beneath Matt's brutal onslaught and sucking the woman off with ravenous hunger, getting her rocks off still again, until she was drenched in sweat and raping Karen's mouth in a frenzy of obscene excitement.
But the woman's pride and joy, her barrel chested, brutally hung husband, now found his usual stamina deserting him beneath the wild sucking of Karen's boiling pussy. He was beginning to shoot his load, grunting and heaving, holding tightly onto the brunettes' swinging ass, feeling her hotly spasming cunt draining his jism.
Goddamn, that was a juicy ball of fire she had there! Terrific to look at, fantastic to fuck! He gritted his teeth and made snarling sounds as he spurted his cream into her fiercely clasping cunt, watching his wife shudder with her own orgasm, raping the brunette's mouth with savage delight.
The man shook his head and let out a long shaking sigh as he slipped his dick out. One in a hundred, this one, maybe one in a thousand -- pussy all silk and fire and honey, ass that could drive a man bananas if he didn't pump it at least once a night!
Now the brunette was coming up for air, freeing herself from his wife's feverish thigh-lock on her head. She collapsed on the rug, panting for breath, her face smeared with pussy-juice, her gorgeous tits shiny with perspiration.
Without looking at the wall clock, Matt knew their time was up and he silently cursed his wife. She made the deals, damn her, and she should have held out for all night. He had a good mind to whip her ass with her own black whip, except that she'd enjoy it too much!
His wife padded to the kitchen to get him a beer and some wine for their guest, her plump ass bouncing in coy invitation. Karen gulped down the wine, anxious to get to the daughter, deeply relieved that this part of the bargain was done with. It hadn't been all that bad, since she'd climaxed repeatedly when the wife went down on her like a voraciously hungry wolf, but having her face trapped between those burning, fleshy thighs and licking at that perfumed, dripping cunt had almost strangled her! Really, they ought to provide oxygen tanks, the savages!
The husband hadn't been that horrible either. Actually, he had a decent cock there, but the whole episode was so raw and obscene, sucking and fucking total strangers, that all she wanted to do now was get away from their greedy, smoldering eyes and groping fingers.
And run to the softly curved young daughter.
She excused herself as politely as she could under the circumstances and Karen went into the girl's bedroom.
Margie was lying quietly in the semi-darkness in bed, chewing gum. Nervous and intensely excited, Karen sat on the edge of the bed and touched the girl's naked silky tits, shivering with fierce lust. She was no Cindy, not by any means, but she was young and her skin was like hot satin and her face was utterly smooth and soft and her plump little thighs, tawny and hotly kissable, triggered sharp tingles in Karen's lips and tongue.
"I'm not going to hurt you, Margie," whispered Karen. "I promise, darling."
"I know," the girl said bluntly. Her hands reached out and gently squeezed Karen's breasts and for a minute the brunette thought she would faint with eerie excitement. The youngest girl she'd ever had was nineteen, a secretary she'd picked up in a swinging bar, and, although the swinger had been ripely curved and passionate, Karen had trouble pretending it was Cindy.
Not with this one. She didn't even think about her daughter flow, but about the girl's adorable plumpness, her darling soft thighs and sweetly curved ass.
"You're beautiful," the girl said suddenly, still chewing her gum. "Most of 'em are dogs, if you want to know the truth. My mom's got her head up her ass when it comes to women. You're nice, like those Playboy pin-ups. Bet you Mom almost sucked you to death, didn't she? She's got a mouth like a buzz-saw! How do you want it first, a blowjob? Sixty-nine? Want to go down on my hot pussy first?"
The words, coming from such a tender girl, shocked Karen at first. But they also excited her very deeply. Karen lay down naked on the mattress beside the girl, her blood singing and her lips racing with tingles of lust.
"Just lie on top of me, honey. No, on your back, so I can feel your lovely breasts and thighs with my fingers, oh yes, yessss, oh Margie, your skin, so hot and smooth, your sweet thighs! Oh God, this is exciting, aaaaah..."
The girl lay on top of Karen on her back, twining her ankles around the brunette's. Karen's tits dug lasciviously into Margie's silky back and her throbbing pussy ground to the girl's soft ass. Now Karen showered kisses on the girl's throat, one hand playing with her hot tits, the other sliding down to tease her tiny cunt-lips, juicy and pulsing to Karen's touch.
Her breath a feverish rasp in the room, Karen began finger-fucking the blonde, very gently at first, using one finger to probe the succulent flesh, teasing her little pussy with loving fingertips, tickling her clit-bud to make Margie moan and tremble.
Margie was almost thoroughly jaded with sex. She'd been sucked and raped and teased and spanked and had gone down on so many pussies and cocks herself that it was practically a mechanical ritual for her. But in spite of her premature weariness, due to a heavy overdose of lust, she was getting extremely aroused by the sexy brunette.
For one thing, no one had ever finger-fucked her in this strange position before. For another, no one had ever been this gentle or loving with her men and women both who had sex with Margie went at it like impatient animals, devouring her luscious cunt with raw greed, raping her mouth and pussy and plump buttocks with savagely selfish excitement.
But not the brunette. She was kissing Margie's throat and the nape of her neck tenderly, finger fucking her with dreamy probes of her finger fucking, tickling and loving her hot pussy in a slow, sensuous, deeply arousing ritual that was getting the girl very hot, for a rare change.
"Oh, I like the way you do that," Margie moaned, undulating her ass against Karen's hotly throbbing cunt. She twisted her head around to kiss Karen on the lips, Frenching her passionately, sobbing in her throat as her loins started pounding with feverish excitement. For once, she wasn't being ravaged or raped or brutalized -- she was being loved, and her flesh was responding joyously.
A profound orgasm was building up in Margie's pussy for the first time in more than a year. Crying and panting, she turned over so that she was facing the naked brunette. With Karen's finger still stroking in and out of her trembling cunt, the girl folded her knees under her and spread her dripping thighs wide, craning her neck down to suck on one of the brunette's lush tits, beginning to come feverishly all over her hand, her squirming pussy fucking Karen's finger faster and harder.
Intense thrills shot through Karen's nipple as Margie sucked furiously, then rammed as much of the brunette's burning tit as she could get into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it lewdly. It was sheer heaven for Margie to suck on a beautiful woman's tits for a change, to be finger-fucked so lovingly, and wild cries rose in her throat as she began spraying hot cunt-juice over Karen's fingers, pumping her hips rapidly, wanting to go down an her partner eagerly now, to show her what she could with her wanton lips and tongue.
"Unnnnng! Jesus, I'm coming again!" sobbed the blonde, swinging her ass as Karen caressed her naked cheeks with one hand and rammed a second finger into Margie's gushing cunt with the other. For ten minutes, the girl cried and squirmed and sucked lustfully on the brunette's lush tits as she came profusely over her hand, wild spasms of hot joy racing through her pussy.
And the feel of a passionate, sweet young pussy trembling and dripping over her fingers, burning wild lips sucking fiercely on her tits, the girl's plump silky ass swinging eagerly in her hand sparked a maddening excitement in Karen.
She desperately wanted to eat the girl now, but before she could even open her mouth to suggest it, Margie was sliding downward, kissing her belly, licking hotly at her widespread thighs, teasing her for a minute of agonizing suspense.
And then Margie began the most shattering, thrilling experience of Karen's life. It was one thing to be eaten by a girl who was obscenely aroused, Karen knew.
But it was a totally different ecstasy to be sucked off by a young girl whose mouth was pure fire and passion, who knew more breathtaking tricks about lustful pussy-eating than experts twice her age.
The moaning girl began by Frenching Karen's trembling cunt, using her long feverish tongue like a whip of pleasure. Then she went into her dazzling repertoire of tricks, surprises that left the brunette crying with fierce excitement, dazed with numb, depraved joy.
Slipping a finger up Karen's burning asshole to slither it lustfully around, Margie lapped in a fury of greed for a minute, then abruptly shifted to sucking tenderly on Karen's hot clit. She rubbed the sensitive button with her tongue while she sucked, until the brunette went into spasms of unbearable ecstasy. And then the girl was rubbing her nose into Karen's pussy, using it like a wriggling soft tease while she snaked her burning tongue up Karen's ass hole for a series of delicious lewd thrills.
Margie's sense of timing was flawless. No sooner was the moaning, jerking brunette on the verge of a spine-tingling orgasm when she purposely slowed down her pace to prolong Karen's breathless pleasure. She licked her asshole with hot eager strokes of her tongue while she tickled Karen's fiercely sucking pussy with a teasing finger. Then she kissed the brunette's steaming thighs in a tantalizing circle around her soaked pussy, then abruptly resumed her cunt-sucking with hotter passion than ever.
While Margie usually went down on a woman with mechanical and mostly feigned lust, when she did go all out she gave the most exciting and delicious blow job possible. And because Karen had been so tender and kind to her, affectionate while she finger-fucked her, Margie was pouring her soul into her lascivious pussy-eating, trembling with joy as the brunette came all over her face and dug her bare heels into her shoulders, swinging her beautiful ass to a mad rhythm of lust.
And all the while the girl pretended this sexy, lovingly passionate woman was her mother, not the crude blonde who ate her every night with brutal greed. This beautiful brunette, who'd kissed her so sweetly as she finger-fucked her with tenderness, this voluptuous, sensitive stranger whose cunt was utterly delicious and wildly exciting with its silken hot spasms of ecstasy and gushes of fragrant honey in her mouth.
"Oh, God, Margie -- Oooooooh! -- sweetheart, bring it aver my face, I want to eat you too! Hurry, darling, aaaah!"
The girl hurried to obey, shifting around with her mouth still hungrily locked to Karen's sucking slit. Seizing Margie's hot, plump ass in her hands, Karen tugged down urgently and showered feverish kisses on her juicy cunt, her hands rubbing in a frenzy of lust over Margie's naked butt. Moaning wildly, Karen sucked on her tiny hot pussy, plunged her tongue deep up Margie's boiling asshole, kissed her silky cheeks for a minute, lapped once more at her succulent crack, so violently excited, at the taste and scent of tender young pussy and ass she felt dizzy with bliss.
Their sixty-nine came to a swift mutual climax, their hot tongues sucking frantically, hands stroking and squeezing everywhere. They paused to rest in the same position, exploring each other's thighs with tongues and lips, teasing each other's ass cracks, gently kissing and biting soft ripe mounds of thigh and butt flesh.
It was a slow, smoldering and deeply sensuous orgy for both of them until their sixty-nine resumed its earlier lust-crazed tempo, the feverish brunette and the child-like blonde rolling on their sides, ending up with Karen riding Margie's eager face and digging her mouth ravenously to her juicy little cunt in a frontal assault.
The attraction they held for each other was deeper than sexual, although Karen's ripe, sultry curves turned the girl on as much as Margie's budding soft girlishness. In Karen, the girl found -- at least in her wistful fantasy -- the beautiful, genuinely affectionate mother she'd never had, while for Karen the plump-assed blonde fulfilled every lustful and obscene promise Karen yearned for her own say daughter to lavish on her.
Panting furiously for breath, they finally released their faces from each other's steaming thighs and did nothing, but moan and gasp for five minutes.
"Delicious," sighed Karen, stroking Margie's heaving tits. "You were utterly delicious, sweetheart."
"I loved it, too," panted the blonde, hugging her face to Karen's silky hot tits. As soon as she got enough money together, hustling tips secretly from satisfied partners, even fifty-dollar tips sometimes from housewives who went crazy over her sweet pussy and husbands who found her tighter and hotter than anything they'd ever had, Margie planned to run away from horn a.
She was tired of being used so grossly by her parents and getting nothing in return. She wanted to be free of them, their sordid surprises sand endless raw lust -- her mother's reedy, sandpapery tongue and her father's savage grunts in her ear while he rammed his thick cock violently up her tender ass, hugging and crushing her soft flesh between their naked bodies all night. They assaulted her mouth and pussy and asshole any time they felt like it, whether she protested or not. All these smoldering grievances had built up steadily over the past couple of years until Margie now seethed with violent resentment.
She had no idea what would become of her when she ran away but she wasn't worried. Having learned what turns on both sexes to a white-hot pitch, Margie knew she'd make out all right.
Without even asking, Karen sensed the blonde's deep unhappiness with her parents and hugged her maternally to her tits, the motherly feeling quickly giving way to urgent passion as the girl sucked on them excitedly.
She began by masturbating Margie, and then the blonde was darting her fingers down to Karen's pussy and soon both of them were moaning and coming over each other's hands, jerking wildly on the mattress.
And their two hours was up. When she began dressing, Margie quickly asked Karen for her address and phone number, saying she might just give her a call sometime -- without her parent's knowledge, of course. Karen gave it to her eagerly.
But when she tried to give Margie a twenty dollar tip, the blonde flatly refused.
"I ought to tip you, I had such a terrific time," she grinned. "Besides, you might be hearing from me soon."
Long after the brunette left, exhausted but glowing with the strange contentment only sex with an eager young girl could give her, Margie lay wide-eyed in bed. She'd told her parents she wanted to sleep alone tonight, because she felt sick. She said she felt like she had the flu, which always worked, because her horny mother was terrified of getting sick herself.
Margie dreamed impossible dreams that night without ever closing her eyes. She was thinking it would be cold out there in the streets. She would be homeless, on the hustle. There were creeps and pimps and all sorts of weirdo's lurking out there.
But Karen lived only twenty-five or thirty miles away in the beach town of Bascom Bay. She wondered if Karen had a daughter and what she would be like. Very often Margie yearned for a sister, for a real home and family instead of these Goddamn animals, as she secretly referred to them.
It might just be worth a try.
Karen had been very affectionate and even motherly toward her, in spite of their hot wanton sex. Maybe, just a chance in a million, but maybe Karen liked her enough to...
Margie slept fitfully, yearning and praying and sometimes crying in her sleep.
She knew she had enough money to run away, if she really wanted to -- more than three-hundred dollars in cash, stashed in her closet in an old pair of shoes.
The only thing she needed was the courage, and you couldn't buy that. But Margie would get it, somehow.
Along with a beautiful new family, if she played her cards right...