Chapter 5
On the way back to their floor, Meg and Randy ran into Tom Anders. Meg greeted her husband with a big smile and introduced him to Randy. She hoped their faces didn't betray the fact that they'd just been fucking for nearly an hour.
"Have you thought about what you want for dinner tonight, Tom?" she asked.
"Oh, honey, I think I'll just skip dinner and stay here," he replied. "I've gotta work the night shift anyhow."
"All right, Tom, whatever you want," Meg sighed.
As Tom hurried away, Randy said, "He seems like a pretty nice guy."
"But very busy," Meg said bitterly, "much too busy."
"Oh, I get it," Randy said. "Well, don't worry, baby--I'll never be too busy for you. What time should we get together tonight?"
"I might as well bring over some dinner," Meg said.
"Terrific," Randy grinned.
Meg was beginning to feel like a bigamist, with one guy on duty and the other at home. Still she looked forward to being with Randy again. Even after that long, delicious fuck, she was already starting to feel horny again. After work she picked up some steaks and some things for a salad and drove to Randy's bachelor apartment.
"Hi, gorgeous," he said, "I was just opening a bottle of champagne."
"Oh?" Meg said. "Celebrating something?" - "Yeah," he leered, "I'm celebrating getting laid again. You don't know what a relief it is."
"Oh, yes, I do," Meg assured him.
After dinner they finished off the champagne in front of the fireplace, and Meg was feeling nice and loose. She started unbuttoning Randy's shirt, and he certainly didn't put up any resistance. He returned the favor by unbuttoning her dress. Meg rubbed her bare tits against his hair-matted chest and felt her pussy swelling and heating.
"Didn't you get enough this afternoon?" Randy teased.
"I don't think I could ever get enough," Meg sighed.
"Me, either," he laughed. "Let's take off the rest of our clothes, okay?"
It was pleasantly warm in front of the small fire, and the carpet was deep and soft. No need to move to the bedroom. Meg undressed lazily, flinging her clothes all over the place. When she was naked she stretched out on her back, the flickering firelight dancing over her sleek big-titted body. Randy tossed away the last of his clothes and crawled over to her, his eyes hot with lust.
Meg saw that his handsome, seven-inch cock was already stiff as a board. She was tempted to reach out and play with it, but before she could move Randy was cupping and squeezing her big, ripe tits. The heavy globes stood up round and firm even when she lay on her back, and her large, pink nipples were stiff with arousal.
"This time we don't have to rush," Randy said. "We've got all night."
"Mmmmmmm, I know," Meg purred.
They moved as if in slow motion, as if under water, Randy's warm hands gliding slowly over her tits, Meg breathing softly. It was as if they were trying to make up for that hurried fuck in his office. Even the hot, thick cream that seeped from her cunt mouth came slowly, moistening her pussy and oozing down her ass crack.
Randy bent down and caught her left nipple between his lips. He sucked the big, swollen tit into his mouth, bathing it with his hot spit, and Meg gave a little shiver of excitement. He sucked her tit, and waves of pleasure coursed down her body to her swelling pussy. When he took his mouth off her nipple, it was wet and glistening. He dived for the other one.
"Mmmmmm," Meg sighed.
He sucked her large, conical nipple all the way into his scorching mouth and gave it a hungry sucking, and Meg quivered lustily. This was the kind of evening she wished she could spend with Tom, just taking their time and doing every kinky thing in the book. Poor Tom just didn't know what he was missing. He seemed to think of nothing but his work.
Randy began kissing and tonguing his way down her body, from her tits to her flat, sleek belly and then into the soft, flame-colored curls of her bush. As he approached her pussy, she creamed more heavily. His hot, moist breath tickled her pouting mound, and she sighed and opened her legs wide. Randy's hot, slick tongue lapped at her clit.
"Oooooo, yesss," she breathed, "lick me there, Randy, lick my clit. I just love that."
"Here's something I didn't have time for this afternoon," he grinned.
He reached over to the sofa and grabbed a little pillow which he thrust under her ass. He bent her knees and eased them far apart. Then he crawled w between her legs and brought his face right up to her gleaming, pink slit. He drew apart the furry lips of her bush and isolated the hot, pink lump of her clit. She saw his big, wet tongue snake out.
"Ooooooo," Meg squealed.
He was tongue-lashing her clit almost roughly, sweeping his big, slick tongue hard over the swollen bud, and it felt terrific. Hot jolts of pleasure ripped .through her pussy, and she squealed and moaned. Except for fucking itself, nothing felt so delicious to her as a big, wet tongue whipping her horny little clit.
Randy was very good at it, too. His tongue worked as tirelessly as his cock. He whipped the thick meat back and forth over her supersensitive clit, making an obscene, slurping noise that only added to her wicked excitement. Her cunt wasn't creaming a trickle any more--now it was a thick, steaming flood.
"Ahhhhh, yeah, baby," she moaned, "lick my clit good. Mmmmmm, that feels nice."
Randy could feel her pea-size clit swelling and stiffening under his whipping tongue. The little bud was getting its own tiny hard-on. As it swelled, her clit throbbed more and more rapidly, and her gleaming, pink slit became beaded with pearly drops of cunt juice. Her breathing was rapid and excited. No question about it, this beautiful girl was achingly horny.
"Unnnhhhhh, yes, Unnnhhhh," she whined.
Randy's tongue was hot and slick on her tender, engorged clit, and each hungry lash gave her a dizzying rush of pleasure. Now the thick, hot cunt juice was rushing right down the cleft of her ass to puddle on the rug. She was getting more crazily aroused by the second. It would be so easy to come, but she wanted to prolong the delicious sensations she was getting.
He began to tongue her faster and harder, and she almost flew right off the rug. She didn't know how he'd found the time during the hard, long years of medical school, but he'd sure as hell learned a lot about pussy-eating. Meg gurgled and squealed in ecstasy as his tongue lashed hard and tirelessly over her swollen love bud.
"Ahhhhhhh, Randy, it's so damned good," she moaned. "You're gonna make me come real quick."
She wanted to hold out, to prolong those wonderful sensations forever, but she was just too achingly horny. Randy didn't help, either, when he suddenly clamped his lips around her clit and started to suck it. She felt blasts of pleasure that made her scream. The room echoed with the obscene, wet sounds of his hungry clit-sucking.
"Unnngghhhh, you're doing it to me," Meg gasped, "I'm coming, Aaaahhhh."
Randy didn't have to be told. He felt a sudden flood of sizzling come-juice wetting his face, and then Meg's luscious, tall body began to buck and writhe. She screamed shrilly as the violent pleasure-spasms shook her, and wave after wave of pearly juice flooded from her little cunt mouth.
"Unnnnnhhhhhhh, I'm coming so good," she groaned.
Randy drew back to watch her, hotly excited by the sight of her big, wobbling tits and helplessly creaming pussy. Her lovely face was twisted in a big pleasure-grin, her eyes screwed shut in ecstasy. At last her convulsions began to pass, and she opened her eyes and gave him a frank leer.
"Randy, that was terrific," she sighed. "Where'd you learn to eat pussy like that?"
"Sorry," he grinned, "but I don't eat and tell. Want some more?"
"Mmmmmm, I sure do," Meg said greedily.
He nosed into her steaming pussy, and she felt his slick tongue tip swirling around and around in the juicy little pit of her cunt mouth. She squealed with excitement and fed him a big, steaming rush of musky cream. He lapped it up and ate it noisily, a lewd, slurping noise that made her even more wildly aroused.
"Oooo, yeah, lick me," she squealed.
She could tell Randy really got off on pussy-eating. He didn't just go through the motions. He snorted and gobbled and sucked and licked, exploring the hot, little hollow of her cunt mouth and greedily lapping up her tangy juice. She could feel him literally drooling onto her pussy. Then he suddenly crammed his big, thick tongue hard into her cunt.
"Ahhhhh," Meg wailed, "shit, yes, baby, get that big tongue into me."
She let her bent legs fall as far apart as she could, completely opening herself to him, and Randy managed to plow his stiff tongue almost to her womb. It was an incredibly delicious sensation for Meg, as if her horny, little cunt was being stuffed by a great, big, slippery cock. She could feel the hot meat pulsating against every inch of her cunt walls.
"Unnnhhhh, Randy, that feels fantastic," she sighed.
He started to tongue-fuck her, jerking the slick meat fast up and down in her seething, little pussy hole. Meg howled with excitement and clawed the deep shag rug. She knew she must be drenching his face with her flooding cream, but she couldn't stop that heavy helpless rush of juice. His thick tongue made a loud sucking noise as it reamed her box.
"Uhhhhh, yeah, fuck me with that big oF tongue," she moaned, "I love it, Randy, I love it."
She tried to imagine having a scene like this with her husband, but the image wasn't very convincing. Not once in their marriage had Tom ever played with her pussy, let alone go down on her. Now she was glad she'd cheated on him. If she hadn't, she'd never have known the ecstasy of having her horny, swollen pussy licked, tongued and sucked.
"Ahhhh, Randy, that's so damned good," she moaned. "I'm gonna come. Just a little more, baby, please."
Randy responded by hammering his big, wet tongue even faster and harder in her seething, little fuck hole. That pushed her right over the edge. She hovered for a few, delicious moments on the very brink of orgasm, and then she felt a huge blast of pleasure deep in her cunt. She cried out hoarsely as her body began to convulse.
"Unnnggghhhh, I'm coming," she groaned, "Uhhhhhhhh."
Randy felt her strong, young cunt walls gripping and squeezing his tongue almost flat. He imagined that kind of action around his stiff cock, and his balls felt ready to explode. True, they didn't have to hurry tonight, but he couldn't wait much longer to get his rocks off. He waited till Meg went limp and gasping, then whipped his cream-soaked tongue out of her fiery-hot pussy.
Rising to his knees, he leered, "How about it, lady? You ready for a good, hard fuck?"
Meg couldn't make up her mind. She always enjoyed a good, stiff fucking, but right before her lust-hot eyes was his gorgeous, hard prick, and she was drooling just from looking at it.
"Could I suck your cock first?" she grinned.
"Uh-uh, later," Randy chuckled. "Right now I want that nice, hot pussy of yours."
"All right, Randy, you're the driver," she laughed.
It didn't make any difference anyhow-they had the whole night, and she figured eventually they'd get around to doing everything. She lay there with her ass propped up on the cushion, her legs bent and widely spread, pearly juice dribbling from her aroused cunt mouth and trickling down the crack of her ass. Randy ogled the sight for a moment, then wedged the big, hard head of his cock into her tight cunt mouth.
"Mmmmm, yes, put that big cock in me," Meg sighed.
He caught Meg by surprise when he seized her legs and draped-them over his broad shoulders. He gave a lusty snort and plowed into her, cramming his rock-hard cock right to her womb. She felt stuffed breathless, his engorged cock throbbing against every inch of her tight cunt tunnel, his coarse-haired balls scraping her tender slit.
"In far enough for you?" he leered.
"Any farther, and it'd be coming out my mouth," Meg grinned.
He laughed and started fucking into her, slow, deep, sensuous strokes that completely filled her horny little cunt with cream-slick meat. Meg threw her head back and gurgled with pleasure as she took the granite column of flesh deep into her clinging fuck tunnel. It was a delicious change from Tom's quickies.
"Mmmm, yeah, fuck it to me," she moaned, "fuck me forever, Randy." "I wish to hell I could," he sighed.
Her box was deliciously tight, slick and hot around his plowing prick. Each time he sank his engorged cock into that slippery squeezing tunnel, he felt a ripple of pleasure that stung right into his balls. It felt fantastic to fuck her, and it was a powerful turn-on to watch her, too. Meg didn't hide the hot pleasure she was feeling as she took the steady plowing of his big cock.
"Oooo, yeah, Randy," she squealed, "you're fucking me so good."
He watched her pretty face flush with arousal, and he saw her big, full tits quivering, nipples stiff and rosy. He watched his thick, blue-veined cock plowing in and out between the swollen, wet lips of her cunt. Each time he thrust into her, Meg squealed with excitement and soaked his cock with molten juice.
"Unnnnhhhhhh, yeah, don't ever stop fucking me," she whimpered.
He just couldn't get into Tom Anders' mind. How in hell could a guy prefer to be looking into a microscope or examining a patient when he could be fucking this luscious, tight-cunted chick? But that's just what had happened to the Anders marriage, and Meg was obviously starved for cock. Well, he was more than delighted to help her out.
He started ramming his lust-bloated cock harder and faster in her sweet, little fuck hole, too excited now to be slow or gentle. Meg responded with shrieks of pleasure, and he felt her thick molten cream soaking his hammering cock. His engorged balls slapped loudly against her creamy slit, and his ass knotted and jerked with lightning speed.
"Take it, baby," he growled, "take my cock."
"Unnnhhhh, yeah, give it to me," Meg howled, "fuck the living shit out of me, honey."
That slow sensual fucking had been pleasant and arousing, but this was even better. His pile-driving cock was driving her wild with pleasure. She needed to be fucked hard, as hard as possible, to relieve the lust she'd been storing up for two years. She growled and humped right back at him, slamming her thirsty cunt up and down the rock-hard slab of his meat.
"Too hard for you?" he panted.
"You can't fuck me hard enough," Meg snarled.
"Oh, yeah? Let's find out," he leered.
He took her legs down from his shoulders, laying them flat, and sank down onto her, her stiff nipples poking into the thick hair mat of his chest. He got a good grip on her grinding ass, cupping the squirming globes in his palms, and started fucking her like a stallion. Their bellies smacked loudly together, and Meg gasped for breath.
"Uhhhh," she cried, "that's it, you big bastard, now you're really fucking me."
He was surprised that his unrestrained fucking didn't hurt her, but she seemed to love every second of it. She dug her nails into his shoulders and fucked right back at him, meeting each savage lunge of his stiff cock with a hungry upward thrust of her hips. His rock-hard cock head battered her womb, and his balls smacked loudly against her wet slit.
"Ahhhhh, Jesus, Awwwww," he bawled.
"Fuck it to me, fuck it to me," Meg wailed.
With his thick, hard shaft sawing back and forth over her sensitive clit, she was quickly hovering at the brink of orgasm. She arched her body up to get even more red-hot friction between cock and clit, and she tightened her cunt around his ramming meat. In seconds she felt the fiery blast of pleasure deep in her belly.
"I'm coming," she gasped, "ahhhhh, I'm coming so damned good, Randy, Whhhaaahhh."
Randy just barely kept from shooting his load as Meg's helplessly spasming cunt squeezed and released his prick in a long series of powerful convulsions. Her cunt was hot as a blast furnace around his cock, and her body bucked and shuddered beneath him. He could feel the thick, steaming flood of her come-juice drenching his cock.
"Now's the time to suck my cock," he growled.
He whipped his big, stiff prick out of her spasming cunt and leaped up to straddle her, his ass grazing her stiff nipples. At the sight of his cream-soaked cock, Meg opened her mouth wide and he stuffed the engorged meat inside. She closed her lips around the thick base of his cock and started sucking like crazy.
"Mmmmmm," she moaned, "Mmmmmm."
"Shit, yeah, baby," Randy cried hoarsely, "suck that meat."
It was a pretty kinky thing to be sucking his cock while she was still coming. Randy must have been part acrobat, because he put one arm behind him ¯ and managed to find the hotly throbbing lump of her clit, giving it a steady kneading that magnified and prolonged her climax. In her excitement she sucked strongly and noisily on his prick.
As her spasms finally started to fade, he released her clit and crouched over her, his handsome face flushed and his eyes hot and lusty. He licked his lips as he watched her suck his cock. She could feel the thick meat throbbing violently on her tongue, and she knew he was very close to coming. She sucked even harder, and he gave a yelp of pleasure.
"Jesus, yeah, suck me off," he bellowed.
Meg was drooling all over his cock as she anticipated a big, steaming load of his come. He began to fuck her mouth, jerking his engorged meat in the slick flesh of her tongue and in-drawn cheeks. His big, coarse-haired balls slapped her chin, and his hard, knobby cock head rammed into her throat. Meg drew back just a little to keep from choking on it. "She drooled again as his salty prick juice dribbled onto her tongue.
"Get ready," he panted, "I'm gonna come. Awwwww, fuck, yes, aaaaaaggghhhhh."
His thick jizz splattered into her throat and filled her mouth till her cheeks bulged. Meg let the delicious juice collect till it was dribbling from the corners of her lips, then gulped it down greedily. Randy whined and humped at her mouthy jetting thick streams of come that quickly filled her mouth again.
"Shit, I'm coming good," he groaned.
Meg gulped load after load of delicious cock juice before Randy finally shuddered to a halt and caught his breath. She waited for him to pull out, but he just sat there with his prick shoved deep into her mouth. She grabbed the chance to suck it some more, making a lewd, wet, slurping sound as she cleaned his cock of come-juice.
"That's it, baby," Randy leered, "don't quit. I got a nice surprise for you."
The surprise wasn't long in coming. As Meg sucked loudly and greedily on his tasty prick. She felt it starting to grow and stiffen. She gave a lusty gurgle and sucked even harder on the ballooning meat. To her delight, it was less than a minute before his cock was as long and hard as ever. He drew back, slipping the stiff meat from her lips, and leered at her.
"Ready for that nice cup of tea and a good hot game of checkers?" he asked.
"Nope," Meg grinned.
"Gee, you're hard to please," he said. "What do you want to do?"
"I want to fuck," Meg said, rolling over onto her hands and knees and sticking her luscious, little ass high in the air.
She heard Randy chuckle, and then he was grasping her hips and cramming his steel-hard prick into her hungry little fuck hole. She moaned and creamed all over his deep-plunging cock. This really beat sitting home alone and watching TV!