Chapter 6
"I swear it's true, Cassie," said Vicki. "I watched. I even masturbated while I watched them fucking on the hill floor!"
The other woman in the bridge club hardly knew if they should believe Vicki or not. She had one hell of an imagination and usually gave them the best thrill with her wild fantasies. But her voice carried a conviction this time that made them think it could be true.
"Eleanor, is she making this up?" asked the dark-haired Mn. "I can't believe you would do something like that!"
"I did," said Eleanor, blushing at the thought. Then she straightened up. "I did it! And I enjoyed it!" It took incredible courage for her to admit that she had enjoyed fucking the mailman. "He was so strong and virile. And that scar! I almost come from just thinking about it."
She had never asked the man how he had gotten the scar. That would take away from the mystery, the allure. He had probably been in a car accident or something even less romantic. She preferred to think he. had gotten it in a fight over a lady-an elegant, beautiful French woman in Paris. Or perhaps he had been in Hong Kong and been caught up in the middle of a Tong war. Or any of a dozen other ways that lent excitement to her dull housewife's existence.
The others around the table simply stared. Eleanor basked in the attention. They thought she might be lying. They thought Vicki might be making it up, but they weren't sure.
But Eleanor knew. The warmth from the fucking still reminded her of that huge boner and how it had made her come totally alive if only for a few minutes. She wouldn't have traded that for anything in. the world! And the idea that she'd had an audience made the memory all the more potent. Vicki had been watching and getting off on it. Eleanor's mind turned the entire scene over and over, examining every possible aspect of it. What would the man have done if she had asked Vicki to come over and sit on his face so he could eat her out while she was fucking herself on his prick? She didn't know, but it would have been fun finding out.
The idea of making it with a man and having Vicki as a co-conspirator in the fucking turned her on in a way entirely new to her. She had never been into the idea of group sex. But wasn't that about what fantasizing fucking in front of an audience was? The only' real difference was that the audience joined in the fun and did more than just watch.
Her tits rose and fell more heavily as she thought of all four members of her bridge club joining in a group-grope. Lovely Vicki with the blonde hair and trim body would make an erotic sex partner for any man-or woman. Cassie's brilliant red hair and probing green eyes would add a sparkle of color. Eleanor couldn't help wondering if Cassie's bush was the same color. And Mara! She was easily the most beautiful one of them all. Her raven-black hair and trim body, firm tits and womanly hips-she could pleasure any man. It seemed such a loss that her husband, Its, didn't appreciate her more.
It was a waste of femininity that all their husbands didn't realize what they were missing out on by driving them out of their heads with frustration. Not a one of the women had a happy sex-life with her husband. Eleanor had discovered that she was bolder than she'd ever thought possible with men and could take her pleasure when and where it was offered.
"I fucked him and I liked it." She made it a statement and not a challenge.
This convinced the others that Eleanor wasn't putting them on. An excited rush of questions almost overwhelmed her. She had to answer them slowly, one at a tune.
Finally: "I'll show you all how. easy it is. Men want the same thing we want. All you have to do is find the right one."
"I sure picked a clunker of a man," sighed Cassie. "But then, I guess we all did."
"I've certainly tried everything I could to get Les interested in some good fucking again," said Mara. "Nothing's worked."
Eleanor shook her head. If Mara turned on the charm, she didn't know how any man could resist for long. Les wasn't the hermit type, either. But marriage did that. That was why they were all so horny and uptight much of-the time. They just weren't getting enough to keep them happy.
"Let's go to the shopping center. I'm certain we'll be able to find a man there.
"Sure, Eleanor," said Vicki, "there are men all around. But what good'll that do any of us?"
"I'll show you how to get a man," Eleanor said more confidently than she really felt.
She had to show them that she wasn't lying about the mailman by fucking a man almost in public. A shopping center seemed the best to her. Just the idea of getting a man to fuck her there made her hot and itching in the pussy.
In the shopping center, the four wandered up and down, window shopping, swapping gossip and keeping their eyes open for likely men. They all studied the crotches and tight perky asses, but it did nothing for them except build up their desires to the point where they were ready to rip off their clothes and rape someone.
"You said you'd show us how to get rid of our horny feelings. Hell, I'm randier by the second," complained Cassie.
"Don't sweat it. If Eleanor says she can do it, she can," said 'Vicki.
Eleanor looked into a furniture store and saw two young men, hardly out of their teens, standing and looking bored. This was perfect. Two studs just waiting for something interesting to come by, beds all over the place, and the possibility of being discovered by other customers who might come into the store after they'd begun fucking.
Eleanor got hot just thinking about the situation.
"Who'll join me in fucking those two?" she asked.
"I will," said Cassie, almost breathless. "God, the shorter one looks so much like my brother! I always wanted to fuck my brother, but he always put me down and wouldn't take me seriously."
This was perfect. It added the right element of spice to the prospective fucking for the other woman to get her into the spirit.
"You two watch out-or just watch," said Eleanor. "Come along, Cassie, and let me show you how normal men are."
The two women walked boldly into the store. The way the two clerks perked up and smiled winningly told the women that they were halfway to their goal.
"What can we do for you lovely ladies today?" said the taller of the two.
"We've decided we want to look at beds. Large ones."
"Right this way," said the shorter of the two.
Some sort of magnetic attraction pulled him in Cassie's direction. That was fine with Eleanor. She wanted to see how good a fuck the taller one was.
They went to the back of the store. Once, Eleanor looked over her shoulder to see Vicki and Mara trailing along, eyes wide in approval. That spurred her on to be even bolder.
"What we really want is a bed large enough for four," Eleanor said.
"At the same time?"
"Sure, why not? You're a sophisticated young man, aren't you?" she asked.
He smiled and studied her. She basked in his admiration. When she saw the way his cock was straining to pop free of his pants, she knew that everything was going to work out just fine.
"Sure, the four of us," said Cassie, moving closer to the man who looked so much like her brother. She rubbed up against him like a cat rubbing against a piece of furniture.
"How's this big round one?"
"Looks sort of small to me," said Eleanor. "Why don't we lie down on it, Cassie, and see."
They lay side by side in the huge bed, but Cassie shook her head, sending spills of golden red hair in wild disarray around her shoulders.
"It's much too small for four."
"You're kidding," said the taller man. "It's roomy enough for six if you wanted to get that many in one bed."
"Too small," agreed Eleanor. "Come on over and lie down here. We'll show you."
The two men exchanged glances, then smiled slyly. Their cocks were no doubt paining them. This was the perfect way of relieving their tension. So what if they were discovered? The worst that could happen to them was being fired. And it looked like it would be worth it if they could really fuck two such pretty women.
"There's plenty of room," said one man, "as long as all you want to do is just lie here. I don't know if there'd be enough room for more active pursuits."
"Let's find out," said Eleanor, her voice already husky with the promise of a good fucking.
The man didn't answer verbally. He let his hands roam across Eleanor's shoulders, down her arms and over to the huge mounds of titflesh lurking under her blouse. When she shoved her chest forward to get even more of her jugs into the palms of his hands, he knew he had her pegged right.
"Fondle my tits good," she breathed heavily. "I love it when a real man does that."
She wiggled closer, her tits tumbling out of her blouse and rubbing naked and needy against his hand. He immediately took one cherry-red nipple between thumb and forefinger and began rolling the tiny bead of erectile flesh around in a tiny circle.
"No," she said, "suck my tits. Don't just fondle them, suck them as hard as you can!"
He moved over, his weight causing the springs of the bed to protest slightly. Eleanor rolled onto her back so that she could see what else was going on.
The four of them were on the bed in the semi-secluded area in the back of the furniture store. Cassie's eyes were clamped tightly shut in joy as the man with her started licking and sampling her ample tits. His destination was obvious as his agile tongue flashed between her knockers, leaving a saliva trail behind as he worked lower and lower. By the time he got to her cuntal bush, Cassie was thrashing wound on the bed, lost in the throes of fantasy.
"Keep going!" Eleanor urged her man. "I love having your lips and tongue and teeth on my boobs."
She arched her back and tried to ram her entire tit into his mouth. The man opened his mouth a little and allowed about half of her snowy white tit in. His tongue raced around the coppery disc surrounding her nipple, stimulating and teasing. When be began to suck, Eleanor almost lost her mind. She cried out in pleasure, her entire body as taut as a guitar string.
"Don't eat my pussy," she protested as the man started moving down the trim plane of her belly. "I want your cock. I'm ready for it. Feel and see if I'm not!"
She pulled his hand to her cunt. Juices leaked out of her cuntlips and drenched his hand.
"Goddamn, I knew this was going to be a dynamite day when I came to work! But I didn't think it would be this good!"
"It'll get even better-for both of us!" she promised.
The man's hand explored her cunt until she got off. His middle finger drove in and out other tight cunthole until she was writhing in mindless ecstasy.
But no finger could match the wondrous feel of a real man's prick in her tight fuck-tunnel.
The idea that she and Cassie were both in bed with two clerks in a public place made Eleanor sob and moan even louder. She couldn't control her body. The excitement hit her like a sledgehammer blow to her pussy.
She came and came! The man's finger doubled in size. He added a second and a third fucking finger up her cunt. At the same time, he managed to stimulate her clit to the point where she was reduced to a quivering blob on the huge bed. She shuddered and sobbed and cried out in abject delight.
"Fuck me good!" she demanded. "I want to feel that goddamn fucking cock of yours all the way up my cunt. Give it all to me!"
She tugged hard at the man's hard-on, bodily dragging him toward her inviting pussy. The man had two choices-he could let her yank his cock out by the roots or he could oblige her and fuck her cross-eyed.
He decided the latter would be the most fun for all concerned.
"You wanted this, so here it is!" he tried, rolling on top of her.
The feel of his body crushing her firmly into the bed pushed her lust to the breaking point. This was the way Jack always fucked her, but this was different.
Everything was different-excitingly so! He rammed forward, her hand guiding him directly between the dewy lips of her pussy. He spread her cunt and plowed on into her. She felt his cock deeper up her pussy than any man had em lucked. The woman opened her eyes and tried to focus. Somehow the clerk had gotten one of her legs up and over his shoulder. This spread her enticingly open to his hard-fucking prick and allowed his cock even deeper entry into her well-greased pussy.
She didn't know what was happening. Her mind refused to concentrate on anything but the joyous bliss spreading through her body like wildfire. The warmth puddled in her belly, then exploded up her spine. She arched and began to thrash around, screaming as she came.
"Not so loud," he panted, not wanting any casual customer to see what was going on.
But the woman was too lost in the glory of her orgasm to hear him. She screwed out her passions, her leg over his shoulder adding to her arousal.
Eleanor came again when she felt wet sucking lips on her nipple. She looked down and saw a gorgeous red cascade of hair falling all over her creamy tits.
Cassie what are you doing?" she managed to gasp. The feel of the cock up her cunt kept her breathless, on edge, almost ready to climax again. The added stimulus of the woman sucking on her nipples was almost more than her tender body could stand.
"Love to do this. Never done it before," the red haired woman said. "Wondered if I would like it. Always did in my fantasies. God, you have tasty nipples! And they're so tight and hard!"
The woman stopped talking and went back to licking and caressing Eleanor's jugs. Eleanor saw that Cassie was on her hands and knees. This allowed her to hungrily devour the scrumptious mounds of titflesh. And behind the redhead was the other clerk, holding her waist, fucking in and out of her from behind.
"You . . . you're being fucked like a bitch in heat!" exclaimed Eleanor.
She didn't hear the answer. Everything came crashing in on her again in a teeth-rattling orgasm. She was getting her tits sucked by one of her friends while the clerk continued to fuck her with long, strong strokes. She could hear lewd squishing noises coming from her cunt. The woman knew she was juicy, but the sounds added to her arousal.
Everything built her up for another come. The feel of the cock reaming her out sent burning lances of desire into her belly. Molten lust spread from there throughout her loins. And again an electric orgasm blasted up her spine to blow her mind apart.
Eleanor tried to keep her eyes open this time. Sex-dazed though she was, she saw Vicki and Man standing nearby, obscene grins on their faces. They were getting off almost as much as she was, just by watching. They were actually applauding her performance! Eleanor came again!
The four on the bed continued to roll around, stroking and gripping whatever they could find that would add to their pleasure. The brunette woman succeeded in finding Cassie's cut. She stroked up and down on the erect little spire until Cassie shook repeatedly with orgasm.
Eleanor added to her own delight when she moved back a little along the woman's cuntal gash and found her cunthole filled with cock. Every time the man stroked forward, Eleanor would run her fingers up Cassie's cuntlips. This made it seem as if the woman's cunt was closing in on his prick.
The man fucking Cassie gulped but kept fucking. Eleanor smiled. She loved the feeling of power she bad. Her groping fingers worked even farther back until she found his dangling balls. Cradling them in the palm of her hand, she bounced them around, feeling the lurching and tumbling of the balls trapped inside his hairy sac. The heavy stew of his balls demanded to be released.
As he grunted and began pumping his fiery cum into Cassie's eager cunt, the man shoved forward hard.
Cassie collapsed onto Eleanor's chest, her mouth sucking and chewing on one of the hard buttons of nipple.
Eleanor wasn't able to hold back her own come. She didn't even try.
Everything was too intense for her. The man fucking her tight pussy had speeded up, and friction between cock and cunt burned through her. The warmth lit hidden fuses and set off the powder keg of her desire. As her powerful cunt-muscles clamped down on the buried length of cock drilling deeper and deeper into her pussy, she felt the first tremors signaling the man's readiness to come.
"No, no!" she pleaded. "Don't come yet! Fuck longer! I want to fuck all day long. I need it soooo!"
Her pleading fell on deaf ears, for the man's body had taken control. He slammed harder and harder into her softly yielding cunt. And then his prick blew apart like a stick of dynamite. She came as she felt the swift rush of his pearly white jizz into her cunt. He whitewashed her convulsing pussywalls and then went limp.
Cassie continued to suckle her tits for a few more minutes, but her man had gone limp, too. They were four sweaty, tired people in the middle of a huge bed.
"I guess you were right," said Eleanor to the clerk idly stroking the insides of her thighs.
"About what?"
"About there being enough room for four on the bed. But I have another question."
"What?"
"Is there room for six?"
"Six?"
The man turned in surprise and saw Vicki and Mara for the rust time. He gasped in astonishment when he realized the pair had been watching every intimate detail of the fucking.