Chapter 8
By Thursday night I was more than ready for a night out since Jack seemed to have lost interest in me. When he got home Tuesday night he was too tired, on Wednesday he wasn't in the mood, and when he arrived home Thursday, the first thing he mentioned was how tired he was. I told him I was playing bridge and to go to bed early and get a good night's sleep. I should have asked him who he was fucking, but I didn't.
When I arrived at the hotel, Tony was already there standing beside his car. It was already dark, and I got quickly out of the car and went around to him and threw my arms around his neck. "God, I love you so much, Tony," I sighed and kissed him.
"I love you, too, honey," he said after the kiss.
"I'm so hot for you and it's dark and I'm not wearing panties, do you want to fuck me right here standing up?" I said.
I then heard Vera's voice from the back seat of Tony's car. "Aren't you going to say hello?" she said.
"Oh, I didn't see you, Vera," I said to Vera. I whispered to Tony, "I didn't know she would be along."
"She has a guy with her," Tony said. "Do you want to go into the hotel and have a drink?"
"No, let's go someplace else," I said, sulkily.
I got in the car and Vera introduced me to Larry. He was a real stunner-young, handsome, and muscular. I sat next to the door smoking while Tony drove to a little bar at the edge of town. It was a dark little place that had dancing. Tony ordered a round and then I danced with him.
"I wish they weren't along," I said.
"Me, too, but we can ditch them after a couple of rounds. I couldn't get out of it. Vera insisted," he said.
Our drinks were waiting when we got back to the table and I quickly tossed mine down. We had a couple more and I sat very close to Tony, squeezing his cock under the table. I didn't miss the looks Larry kept giving me across the table. They had, I want to fuck you, written all over them. He was so open about it that it made me blush. God, he's a good-looking devil, I thought, feeling the heat in my cheeks-upper and lower.
It took almost an hour for me to loosen up and realize I was really having a good time. We'd put away quite a few drinks when Larry finally asked to dance with me. Tony and I had already danced several times, kissing and feeling each other up, and I was ready for the change.
Larry took me in his arms and pulled me close.
God, he's so strong and hard, I thought. He had to be ten or fifteen years younger than I.
"You look like one hot lady, Jan," he said.
"I am one hot lady," I said, and let him kiss me.
We danced very close and his hands slowly crept down my back until he was holding an ass cheek in each. "It feels like you're naked under that skirt," he said.
"I am," I said.
"I like that," he said.
"I never would have guessed," I said, feeling my skirt creep slowly up the backs of my thighs. "Don't pull my skirt so high, Larry. Someone will see."
"You don't really care if they do," he said.
"No, not really-but don't, anyway," I said.
I had my arms around his neck, my body pressed against his. I nuzzled his neck with my nose, kissed his cheek and then his ear. I felt hot and sticky between my legs.
"You know, of course, that Tony is in love with you," he said.
"Yes, I know."
"Are you in love with him?"
"Sometimes."
"How about now?"
"No, not right now."
We danced slowly, barely moving our feet. Larry was still feeling my ass, pressing me tight, and I felt his stiff cock against my thigh. I moved my leg back and forth against the hard thing. It felt nice and big. no
"That feels nice," I said. "Yeah," he said, "but I know where it would feel nicer."
"No. It would feel too fucking good there to be nice."
The music stopped and I pulled away and said, "We better go back to the table."
"Why?" he said.
"This is getting out of hand," I said, and headed back.
Tony and Vera were into a heavy discussion when I slid back into the booth. They stopped talking the instant I sat down.
Tony looked at me, shrugged. "We're having a little disagreement, nothing serious. Do you mind if I dance with Vera?" he said.
"She's your wife," I said.
"Well, we may be a little while."
I took his hand and kissed it. "Go ahead, darling; I don't mind."
Larry slid in beside me and said, "What's that all about?"
"They're having a family fight."
"Swell," he said, "let's have a drink."
"That's why I'm in a bar," I said.
Larry ordered drinks and then kissed me. He held me in his arms and kissed me for a long time. He was still kissing me when the drinks came; he had his hand under my skirt, too. I smiled at the waitress and let my legs move open under the table. I felt pretty tight and didn't care if we were in a public bar because his hand felt good on my cunt.
"That feels good," I whispered.
"I can make it feel a lot better, too," he said.
He pushed his finger into my cunt, but didn't leave it there. "You're good and wet," he said, and pushed back in.
"I get that way when I'm excited," I said, and tipped up my drink. I held it to my lips until it was empty.
He finger fucked me for a few moments, then spread my cuntlips and squeezed my clit. I almost jumped out of my skin. He kept after it until it was hard and I was tingling from head to toe.
"I'm going to play with you until you come," he said.
"Well, that won't be long."
"No, don't come too quick. Try to hold off." He kissed me again, his fingers busy between my legs. "Do you jack off much?" he asked.
"Not much," I said, "I like fucking better."
"It is better, but jacking off can be pretty terrific if you do it right. You might need it sometime when you can't get fucked."
"I don't often run into that problem."
"You might someday. I'll show you some things."
I leaned back and let him play. Goddamn, did he ever show me some things! It was like discovering jacking off for the first time. My mouth hung open, my eyes were glassy and I started bucking.
"Not yet," he said, and stopped.
I cooled off a little, my body screaming to come, and then he started in again. He had my clit standing out like a hard pea, bigger than ever.
"I wish I could bend down and suck it," he said, "Or better yet, shove my cock into you right now," he said.
"Yesssssss," I hissed, "fuck me right here!"
"We can't, so go ahead and come!" He pressed my clit hard.
I came violently, shuddering and almost starting to cry. It was so hard that it hurt.
"Oh God," I moaned, and slumped down in the seat.
"Don't pass out," he said.
"I won't-not before you fuck me, at least. I want you to fuck me, Larry. You sure earned it. God, where did you learn to jerk a girl off like that?"
"Practice, lots of practice. When I was a little kid, I jacked off my older sister all the time. She taught me how and had me do it to her every night. She enjoyed it more than fucking."
"I can see why," I said.
"Yeah, it can get to be a fetish. She's married now, has three kids, and still does it all the time. I'll bet she does it at least once every day, even on the days her old man fucks her. She still likes for me to do it to her. I go down on her more now, though. She likes that, too."
"God, Larry, you're getting me turned on again. Let's get out ... oh shit, here come Tony and Vera."
They didn't sit down. "Look, uh, Jan," Tony said sort of hangdog like, "Vera and I have had
... well, you might call it a reconciliation. We, well, hell, I can't make it easy, Jan; we decided to try not sleeping around anymore. I...."
I reached up and touched him. "It's okay, Tony. In fact, I think it's wonderful. Give Larry and me a lift to my car and I'll drive him home."
Tony seemed greatly relieved. Vera seemed smug, the fat bitch. I really felt sorry for Tony because I knew it wouldn't last long; Vera is a whore at heart-a fat, oversexed whore. I realized at that instant that I'm not much different-not really. I squeezed Larry's cock through his pants. It felt nice and big.
Larry and I necked in the back seat all the way back to the hotel. We got out without saying goodbye and Tony drove away.
"Where to?" I asked.
"Let's go to my place," Larry answered.
"Sounds wonderful." I handed him the car keys. "You drive-you know the way."
I sat against the door and smoked while he drove. I wanted to reach into his pants and get his prick out, but decided it was making me hotter just thinking about it. I imagined the feel of his hot, red knob forcing my cunt lips open and pushing up inside me. It really turned me on.
When we got there, he pulled me close and kissed me long and hard. "Goddamn, I really want you, baby," he said.
"Not as much as I want you," I said.
We got out and he caressed my ass under my skirt while he kissed me some more. I pushed my belly against him and said, "Let's go inside where we can get comfortable."
There was a light in the apartment when he opened the door. "Shit, Toby must be here," he said.
"Who's Toby?"
"My fucking roommate," he snorted.
A big guy was sitting on the couch with his feet on the coffee table. He wore a bathrobe and his legs were bare. He looked up from his book when we came in. His eyes widened when he saw me.
"Hi, Larry. Date fizzled out so I came home." He grinned weakly and said, "Sorry."
"It's okay. You didn't know I was coming back," Larry said with little conviction.
"I can go in the bedroom to read," he said, then grinned again-a dirty grin. "Or I can stay out here if you and the lady want to use the bedroom."
Larry shot him a look that could kill, yet chose to ignore the remark. "Toby, this is Janet Kelly," he said.
"Hi, Toby," I said. He was bigger than Larry, but not nearly as good looking. I wondered if his cock was bigger.
"Hi, Janet Kelly," Toby said, leering.
"Get your ass in the fucking bedroom," Larry growled.
"I'm going, I'm going," Toby said, jumping up from the couch. He was a lot bigger than Larry, but obviously not braver.
"Fucking sonofabitch," Larry snorted.
"Don't be mad, honey. I'm all cooled down-get me hot again."
Larry grinned. "I'll get us a drink first," he said.
He came back with two tall drinks and sat beside me on the couch. We clinked glasses, took a long pull, and then kissed.
"Turn me on, Larry. I want to be turned on," I hissed.
Larry started playing with me like he had in the bar.
"Not too much, honey; I don't want your fingers to bring me off this time-I wanna fuck," I said.
Larry was an obliging young man. He slowly undressed me, kissing each part of my body as it was uncovered. I was on fire by the time his lips pressed against my cunt.
"Ooooooh, darling, that feels divine, but I want you to fuck me," I said, pressing his head between my thighs. "Kiss it, kiss it ... then fuck me. Oh, shit-fuck me, Larry!"
He stood up and peeled off his pants and shorts. His cock stood straight out from his hairy crotch. I stared at the lovely thing, watched it jerk and throb, and finally reached out and grabbed it. I could feel the thick veins pulse against my palm. There was a drop of jizz hanging in the hole and I wiped it off with my thumb. He closed his eyes and let me slowly pull back and forth on his prick.
"Jesus, lady, you really know how to make it feel good," Larry said.
"God, Larry, it's beautiful. I want it so," I moaned, and leaned out and took the cockhead into my mouth. I sucked for only a few seconds-just long enough to clear away the strong, salty man-taste that I love so much. Then I let it go and lay back on the couch.
"Fuck me, darling-I have to have it between my legs. Push it all the way into my cunt and fuck me," I moaned.
Larry came down on top of me and I gasped with utter delight when I felt the big knob push up inside me.
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, Larry. Make me come, darling. I love it, I love it!" I cried.
"You bitch, you hot bitch," Larry snorted, "I knew you'd be good the minute I laid eyes on you."
I drew my knees up and pressed my thighs against his hips to make it tight.
"I won't last long like this," he said, lunging into me with a wild fury.
"Yes, yes, you bastard-it's okay," I hissed. "I'm almost there, honey. Fuck me, fuck me! Go ahead and come inside me-fill me up ... oh, darling, I'm coming!"
I brought my legs up and wrapped them over his back, locking my ankles, bucking up with every stroke he made. I was coming so hard that I didn't feel Larry's cum spurt into me, but I knew he was coming, too. He jerked stiffly and gasped for breath, his prick brick-hard and stuffed in me to the hilt. I held him in tight with my legs to prolong my orgasm.
My head lolled to one side and I saw Toby Standing by the coffee table, watching. His robe hung open and his cock was in his hand. He had a huge cock and stood stroking it slowly. I tried to call out to him not to come because I wanted his cock, too, but nothing came from my mouth. I was coming so hard that I could only gasp.
He came around the coffee table, his cock still in his hand, and still long and hard. It was inches from my face.
"You ... you didn't come?" I said, and let my legs fall from Larry's back.
"What do you think, baby?" he said, and slid the sticky-wet cockhead across my cheek and lips.
Larry raised up, his cock sliding from my sheath, and gasped, "Jesus, what a fuck-what a terrific fuck!" He got up and sat on the edge of the coffee table.
"You wanna suck it, baby?" Toby said, pressing the cockhead against my lips.
"No ... fuck me, fuck me," I gasped.
I glanced at Larry to see what he would do, but he wasn't even looking.
"Don't worry about him, hot pants. Larry doesn't mind if I fuck his broads after he's finished," Toby said, getting between my legs.
"How did you know I wouldn't mind?" I said.
"It was obvious, lady. I knew you were an easy fuck the minute you walked in here."
"Does it show?"
"Lady, it shows. Like neon lights." He slid into my cunt and had it buried all the way before I could say another word. It almost took my breath away because he was so much larger than Larry.
"Oh, oh, fuck me big guy," I cried.
He held his body up over mine and slammed his cock in and out.
"Oh, shit, that feels nice," I sighed. "Did you really think I'd let you fuck me when I walked in on Larry's arm?"
"Shit, baby-you're a fuck, an easy fuck. You look like a fuck. Your smile, your eyes said, 'Fuck me, Toby, I want you to fuck me.' Goddamn, you're tight."
I thrilled at his words. I tightened my cunt around him-held him, sucked him. I was really going to make him come good. I lost control then because I was suddenly on the verge of coming again. I opened my thighs wide and let him go all the way in, all the way to his balls. I could feel them against my ass.
"Sweet shit!" he bellowed and started squirting his cum into my already soaked pussy.
I was coming, too-coming hard-and quivered excitedly under the big man. I relaxed then, and let him milk himself out in my cunt. Each stroke of his big cock sent a shiver up my spine.
After he got off, I lay with my eyes closed, feeling good all over. I was glad Tony had made up with his wife; it meant I got two fucks instead of one. I felt well-fucked and happy, my body still tingling from my marvelous orgasm.
Larry brought me a drink so I sat up. I could feel the cum between my legs, all thick and sticky, and I squeezed my thighs together to keep the jizz from leaking all over the couch. Larry suggested a toast to promiscuity, and I promptly drained my glass. Larry quickly got me another.
The three of us sat naked on the couch, drinking and necking. I don't know why it seemed more exciting to have two men fondle me, but it did. I enjoyed having a cock in each hand, too, even if they were soft at first.
The booze got to me and I don't remember too much after that. I do know that I sucked both their cocks and that Larry came in my mouth. I drank his sweet jizz and wanted Toby's, too, but Toby stopped me before he came and fucked me again.
When I got home, it was very late and I was very drunk. Jack was sound asleep. I snuggled up to him and wondered how he could sleep so soundly when I wanted him to fuck me. It would have been perfect for him to have me after what I had done.
I wondered if he really was so stupid that he didn't know what I was doing. No one could be that dumb; he had to know. It excited me to think that he knew I was out getting fucked and still wouldn't say anything. He had to be fucking someone else, too. I rolled onto my back and imagined Jack fucking another woman. It excited me and I wished that he would bring someone home and let me watch him fuck her. . I let my hand slide between my legs and I realized just how messy I was down there. I was full of cum. I'd had a wonderful night-simply wonderful.