Chapter 8
"Do you feel like talking?" Susan asked.
Diane hadn't felt like talking since Susan had brought her back home. Susan had stayed downstairs while she had showered and changed into a loose-fitting nightgown. Susan had a drink waiting when she came downstairs.
Diane sipped the refreshing liquid as Susan tried not to stare.
"Do you feel like talking?" Susan asked again.
"Oh God, Susan," Diane said. "I don't know what to say. I don't know where to begin."
"It must have been horrible."
"That's just it," Diane admitted. Diane knew she was about to reveal a truth about herself, one she hadn't even wanted to admit to herself. "It wasn't horrible. I mean ... not like you think. It was rough and I'm sore, but it wasn't horrible. I think I enjoyed it."
Diane waited for Susan's gasp of shocked surprise-which never came. Instead, Susan leaned over and kissed Diane's cheek. "Whew ... I thought it was going to be one of those times when a woman never wanted to have sex again."
"It's not that way," Diane said. "I loved it when they were shooting their cum over me. It was so degrading, and yet, I don't think I've ever felt so hot."
"Are you still hot, baby?" Susan asked softly.
Diane pressed her thighs together and felt a tingle. She hadn't come when the men were fucking her, but she had felt hot. She hadn't washed the cum out from between her legs. She could feel her pussy-walls starting to moisten.
"Yes," Diane admitted, "I'm hot." no
"Maybe I should do something about that," Susan suggested. "Something to make you rest tonight."
"I've still got their cum inside me," Diane said.
Diane thought it might turn her friend off. Instead, she saw Susan's blue eyes light up with a new passion. Susan was getting off on the thought of tasting those men's cum in Diane's pussy.
"Ummmm," Susan said. "That makes it even better."
Diane was wearing nothing but her nightgown. It was no problem for Susan to pull up the hem and reveal Diane's dark hairy bush.
"Be gentle," Diane whispered. "I'm still sore down there."
"Don't worry," Susan assured her. "I'm going to give you the best licking you ever had!"
Diane moaned as her friend went down between her creamy thighs. She felt the first gentle touch of Susan's tongue on her pussylips. She shivered and squirmed into a more comfortable position on the couch.
Susan's face was pressed into Diane's moist pussy. Her tongue edged between Diane's cuntlips and began to lick at the thick cum that still filled Diane's pussy and stained her thighs.
Diane moaned and closed her eyes. Susan was right. Her tongue was very experienced and very gentle. It made Diane tremble all over. It was very nice just to lie there and enjoy. Later she would make it up to her friend, but right now she did not have the energy to do anything but enjoy.
Susan's tongue kept plunging in and out of Diane's pussy until she had licked and swallowed all of the cum in Diane's cunt. Then Diane could feel her licking at her aching clit.
"Ummmmm," Diane moaned.
Susan sucked the hard aching clitty. She seemed to realize when Diane no longer needed for her to be gentle. Now her hungry mouth was working hard on Diane's pussy.
"That feels good, Susan," Diane moaned. "Oh, you know how to make me happy!"
Her body was squirming on the couch as she started leaking hot juice into Susan's mouth. Diane could feel trembles going through her body, and she knew she wasn't going to last for long. As she looked down and saw that mass of blonde hair between her legs, she thought that she now knew how a man must feel when Susan sucked his cock. It was so damn exciting!
"I'm coming," Diane moaned. "Your tongue is making me come, Susan. Oh God, you're doing it so good! Oh Jesus ... oh Jesus ... oh God ... OH FUCK!"
Diane was pouring her cuntjuice into Susan's mouth and Susan was swallowing it as if it were honey. Susan pushed her face tighter to Diane's dripping snatch. There was nobody who knew how to suck better than Susan.
Neither of the two women were ready for the sound of Jim's footsteps in the hallway. Susan couldn't pull herself away even when they both realized that Jim was standing there watching them.
"What the hell is going on here?" he asked softly.
Diane's husband was still a little drunk, but not that drunk. He knew exactly what was going on between Diane and her best friend. His mouth dropped open in surprise.
Susan finally lifted her head. Both of them waited for Jim's next move. Diane was a little worried. She had never known her husband to be violent, but perhaps the right situation had never presented itself.
"Bitches," Jim said softly. "Sick bitches."
"Hey, wait a minute," Susan said. "You'd better watch your mouth, buster."
But Jim wasn't listening. His look had turned to one of hatred, and he was walking toward them. Diane had never seen him this way. She knew what was going to happen even before she saw Susan scrambling out of the way.
Susan was too late. Jim's heavy fist caught her on the side of her face and knocked her spinning. Diane was too tired to move. Jim grabbed her up by her hair and began slapping her face. She felt like she was being ripped apart. She saw Susan getting off the floor and trying to pull Jim away from her. Instead, Jim backhanded her just like he was swatting a fly, and sent Susan spinning again.
"Oh God," Diane moaned. "Please stop, Jim. Please!"
Jim slammed her onto the couch, then picked her up again. Susan hit him with something that broke apart. Jim had blood on his face. He let Diane go. He looked a little dazed as he turned toward Susan. Susan started backing away, but the anger in Jim was gone.
He was all right again. He breathed softly and sat down on the couch and buried his face in his hands. Diane felt like she'd been mauled by an ape. Every bone in her body hurt. She looked at Susan and saw that the blonde was bleeding from a cut mouth.
"You bastard," Susan said softly. "You hurt me."
"I'm sorry," Jim said. "Honest to God, I'm sorry. I never thought I'd ever hit anyone ... not a woman, anyway."
Susan seemed to realize how deeply Jim had been hurt, and she went over to sit beside him. She began to stroke his hair.
"It's all right, Jim," she said. "It's not as bad as you think. I was just helping Diane out a little. It doesn't mean she likes women or anything. We were just having a little fun. There's nothing wrong with a little fun."
Everything was spinning for Diane. She saw Jim turning toward Susan, and suddenly he was kissing her. Everything was getting crazy. Susan was kissing him back and stroking his head.
"Ummmmmmm," Susan cooed. "I think you want to have a little fun, too."
Susan leaned back on the couch. Her blonde head was almost touching Diane's thigh. Diane leaned over and kissed Susan on the mouth. Susan was undoing her own blouse, letting her shapely tits fall free.
"Come to Momma," Susan told Diane's husband. "I've seen you looking at my tits. I've always known you wanted them. Now come on and taste them. They taste good ... ask your wife."
For a moment it looked like Jim might hesitate, but then he was bending over. Diane saw his hungry mouth cover one of Susan's luscious nipples. Susan moaned as Jim drew the nipple deep into his throat. Diane leaned over and helped Susan stroke her husband's hair.
"It's all right, darling," Diane told him. "Enjoy yourself while I watch. I've always wanted to see something like this!"
Diane felt like she was there, and yet wasn't. She was watching them and feeling wicked about it. She reached one hand down and fondled Susan's free tit.
Her husband was making moaning noises as he feverishly licked Susan's creamy tits. He couldn't seem to get enough of sucking on her beautiful mounds. Diane could see Susan's nipples getting hard, and her tits were rising and falling very rapidly.
"Ummmmm, baby," Susan moaned. "You're making me hot, baby!"
Jim's hot tongue moved down Susan's trembling belly almost to her pussy. Susan quickly unzipped her skirt and pulled it down her long legs. She spread her legs and showed Jim her naked bush.
"Oh, darling," Susan moaned. "Eat me. Eat my pussy just like I ate Diane's!"
Diane saw him hesitate again. She knew it was something he'd never really enjoyed before. He would kiss Diane's cunt, but nothing more than that. She didn't know what he would do. She held her breath until Jim finally put his face between Susan's legs.
"That's it!" Susan exclaimed. "Now eat my pussy, baby. Eat it up good!"
Jim's head began to move and Diane knew he was driving his tongue in and out of Susan's cunt. Diane could almost feel that tongue in her own snatch. She got down to the carpet and moved to the other side of the couch. She reached under Jim and she found his bulging crotch.
"Ummmm," Diane moaned. "He's hard for you, Susan!"
"Oh, yes," Susan said, "be hard for me. I like it when you're hard and ready."
Jim was really getting into eating her pussy. His head was moving up and down like he was a little boy with his face buried in a cold watermelon. Diane could hear him making slurping sounds as he swallowed Susan's juices.
"Oh Christ!" Susan cried. "This is making me fucking crazy!"
Jim was still trying to lick her pussy, but Susan smiled as she pushed Jim back up to the couch and bent over him. Her nimble fingers helped Diane to undress her husband. The two women revealed Jim's hard throbbing cock. It nearly jumped up in their faces. Susan bent her blonde head over his cock and began to lick the crimson tip. Jim groaned as her wet tongue moved over his hot aching prick. Susan raised her head and kissed Diane on the mouth, and Diane tasted her own husband's cum.
"Oh shit!" Jim gasped. "Oh Jesus, it feels good!"
Susan was back at his cock again. She opened her mouth wide and took the entire throbbing cock between her lips. She held it gingerly in her mouth for a few minutes before she spit it out.
"It's your turn," Susan told Diane.
Diane bent her head and kissed her husband's cock. It quivered as she took the purplish head into her mouth and began to stab her tongue at the tiny hole. Jim's hand stroked her head.
"My God, Diane," he groaned, "you're doing me a job. You're making me feel so good!"
Diane raised her head and it was Susan's turn again. Diane knew that they were driving her husband out of his mind. Already his cock was leaking thick drops of cum.
Susan began to lick down the side of his cock, licking away the escaped droplets of cum. Diane put her lips back against the bloated tip once again.
"Oh Christ!" Jim gasped. "I've got to fuck somebody. I've got to have some pussy!"
"Fuck him, Susan," Diane told her friend. She could feel a throbbing excitement at the thought of Susan fucking her husband. "Go ahead and fuck him. I want to see it!"
Susan smiled at her friend as she pushed Jim back and climbed up his body. Jim was trying to ram his cock into her cunt. He was so damn excited that he couldn't seem to get his body working right. Diane had never seen him so excited.
Diane reached between their two bodies and found Jim's cock. She held it gently and guided it to Susan's hot cunthole. It gave Diane a sense of wonder to put her husband's cock into her best friend's burning pussy.
"Oh yeah," Jim said. "That's what I want. I've got to have some good pussy!"
Jim rammed his stiff cock to the hilt into Susan's wet snatch. Susan screamed as her cunt took the full thrust of his cock.
"You're so big!" Susan exclaimed. "Oh God, your cock feels so fucking good!"
Diane had never thought of her husband's cock as big, but Susan seemed to be loving it. She began to bounce up and down on his stiff cock, and Diane could feel her own juices flowing. She put her hand between them and felt Jim's tense belly.
"You feel so good ... so fucking good!" Jim screamed.
Jim was trying to ram his cock deeper into her pussy, but he couldn't get the rhythm he wanted. He rolled Susan off the couch and ended up on top of her. He began to savagely slam his fat prick into her pussy.
"Bitch!" he gasped. "Cocksucking bitch!"
Diane was surprised by her husband's savage mood. She had never seen him like this before. He was slamming his stiff cock into Susan like he had never given it to her. Susan was fucking back at him with the same degree of violence.
"Oh God, yes!" Susan screamed. "Fuck me like that! Give it to me good!"
Susan's long legs locked around his back as he fucked her faster and harder. Diane could hear the noises his cock made as he thrust into her. It was really exciting her. She slipped one finger into her own pussy but found that she was too sore to play with. She jerked her finger back out again.
This wasn't going to be her night, but there would be plenty of other nights when she would close her eyes and remember the exciting fucking she was watching her husband give Susan.
"Oh Christ," Susan moaned. "You're going to make me fucking come. Oh Christ, baby! OH FUCK!"
Susan's ass was squirming hotly, and Diane could imagine the sweet pleasure that was shooting through the lush blonde's body.
Diane closed her eyes and remembered the sweet feelings Susan had given her just a few minutes before.
"Oh God," Susan moaned. "That was fine, baby ... so fine. Now you give me your cum! Shoot in me!"
Diane moved behind her husband and began to finger his balls. She felt him moving his ass faster. She had never done this before, but she dropped her head and began to lick his balls and the crack of his ass while he was fucking Susan. Diane couldn't help herself. She wanted to make her husband happy.
She found his little puckered asshole and began driving her tongue into it. She felt her husband jerking with savage pleasure. His cock was really ramming into Susan's hot cunt.
"Oh fuck," he moaned. "Nobody's ever done that to me before. It makes me crazy. Shit, I'm going to shoot a ton of cum in your pussy. I'm going to fill Susan's pussy! Oh fuck, it feels so fucking good!"
Diane drove her tongue into her husband's asshole one last time and felt him quivering. She knew he was shooting her friend's pussy full of cum.