Chapter 5
At this point Steve knew what he had to do. He would go to a bar and pick up some stud. He only hoped he wouldn't get in any difficulty. Perhaps the man at the bar who he would have to talk about having sex with this nice chick would think he was pimping. That burned Steve up. His wife did have him in a very disgusting position.
"What are you thinking about, dear?" Melinda asked him as he got ready to go out.
"I'm thinking about the pitch I'm gonna make to some character who wants to get his rocks off."
"You might tell him that I'm a very beautiful woman," she suggested, "and that I have a boundless sexy appetite. You might also add that I'm game to do anything at least once."
He didn't pay any attention to what she was saying. He finished dressing and walked out and left her.
"Well, that's pretty nice," she shook her head sarcastically, "and I've tried to be so accommodating."
From the way she looked at it he was being difficult. She could never picture it in her own mind any other way. He went to the Sunshine Bar and hoped that he could locate someone who would be interested in screwing.
He stayed there an hour and had four drinks. The waitress came over and asked him if he was looking for a girl.
"No, it's the other way around," he explained.
"Get out of here," the waitress said testily.
"I don't mean that way," he told her. "I've got this oversexed nympho chick I'm dating who insists on having more than one man."
"I've read about those dizzy creatures," she told him. "They certainly are a slimy lot. It seems they can't get enough sexual satisfaction."
"Yes," he commented.
At that point she eyed a man walking into the place.
"There's Clint," she smiled knowingly, "you ought to speak to him."
"What's so wonderful about him?"
"He has the biggest cock I've ever seen," the waitress observed. "We call him Clint the Cock. He is cunt crazy. He can't get enough women. You ought to have him connect with this chick. I'm sure they would really enjoy each other."
Clint sat down a seat away from where Steve was sitting. It didn't take long for the cocktail waitress to introduce them.
"Clint," she smiled, "I want to introduce you to- what's your name?"
"That isn't my name," Steve laughed. "I'm Steve. Pleased to meet you, Clint."
Clint extended his hand.
"You're new around here, aren't you?"
"Yes, I haven't been here many times," he admitted.
At that point the cocktail waitress whispered something in Clint's ear.
"No kidding," Clint said with a happy smile. "Yes, I'd like to meet her. She sounds delicious."
He laughed as he looked at Steve.
"She's a nice girl," he admitted candidly. "Just likes to fuck around too much. No rough stuff. Just regular screwing."
Clint bent over and whispered, "Does she give a good blow job?"
"Very good," Steve acknowledged. "As a matter of fact, she sucks so long you have to tell her to stop before she sucks the damn thing off completely."
"Wild," Clint exclaimed. "Must have been my lucky night. Sure glad I came in here. Fix me a whiskey sour, honey,"
The cocktail waitress served Clint a whiskey sour.
"You ought to tip me high tonight, honey," she whispered. "After all, I've given you a pretty cozy connection."
Clint nodded and assured her he would. They talked a few more moments and then he was ready to join Steve to go to see the sex prize he'd been talking about.
Before they left the bar, Steve thought it would be a good idea to call up his wife and explain everything. She was most agreeable and said she would slip into her black lace panties and bra.
"You never did that for me in the last three years," Steve reminded his wife.
"That's different, darling," she laughed as she hung up.
Going back to Clint, Steve told him that it might be a good idea if he followed in his own car.
"Sure, tiger," he told him. "We're gonna have a good time. I don't mind if it's an orgy. I just want to have her alone for a couple of bangs. All right?"
"Sure," he agreed. "As long as I can sit on the sidelines and watch you."
"Oh, one of those guys," he chuckled. "A voyeur. I'll show you how it's done, sonny-boy."
Apparently Clint was agreeable to experiment most any way. This pleased Steve very much.
When Steve pulled up at his house, Clint's car was directly behind him. Clint got out quickly and joined him.
"I've got to hand it to you," Clint told him. "You have a lot of guts to ask a guy to screw with your girl friend. A lot of men would want to whack her silly for even suggesting such a thing."
"The world is changing," Steve reminded him. "There's no need to be so jealous. There's enough pussy there for both of us."
"Not at the same time," Clint smiled.
Going into the house was a pleasurable experience. For he had never seen Melinda more attentive or considerate.
"Good evening," she smiled at him.
"Well, honey," he laughed, "you sure have some " wild ideas."
"Do I really?" she laughed teasingly.
At this point Clint's eyes were focused on her ripe, firm bosoms.
"You've sure got a nice set of tits, honey."
"Thank you," Melinda nodded. "It's nice to be appreciated. I can see that you're an esthetic."
"Esthetic?" he laughed. "I'm horny. There is a difference."
"As far as I'm concerned," she insisted, "you are just a man who needs some attention. And I'm eager to demonstrate my affection for you."
"Thank you too much," he laughed.
It was obvious to Clint that she wanted to expose herself.
"You're the first female flasher I've met, honey," he observed as she slipped out of her bra.
Her juicy red nipples really looked appealing to Clint. It was all he could do to control himself. His crotch bulged.
"What do you think of them?" she asked as she fondled her own bosoms.
"Delectable," he smiled happily. "As a matter of fact, they need a lot of sucking. And I'm just the man to suck them."
Steve felt lost on the sidelines. He could see what a bold female his wife had become.
"You're beautiful," he told her. "You really are."
There was no doubt in Clint's mind that she was going to be agreeable to everything.
"Baby," he told her, "let's go into the bedroom."
"Stevie," his wife turned, "join us. You said you wanted to watch me with another man and see how it's done."
"Sure, I'll teach him all there is to know about sex," Clint chuckled. "I'd prefer having you all alone, but if this is the arrangement and the only way I can get your piece of ass, I guess I'd better do it this way."
When all three of them were in the bedroom, Steve was reluctant to strip. He felt bashful and angry. However, he noticed crude Clint felt no humiliation at taking off everything. He flung his shorts on a chair and gripped his huge penis and walked menacingly toward Melinda.
"You ready, honey?" he asked Melinda.
"I sure am, tiger," she told him. "I hope your balls are full of juice. I'm dying to suck them out."
"Better get your mouth set for a good suck," he told her, "because I've got a big pecker."
As she looked at Clint's huge cock, she knew that he wasn't kidding.
"How long is that thing?" she questioned.
"Long enough," he told her, "to entertain you."
When her black lace panties had been removed, she got in the middle of the bed and boldly massaged her pussy.
"Quit playing with yourself and start playing with me," Clint objected.
He got on the bed and it did not take him long to guide his thick penis into her mouth.
"Suck it, honey," he told her anxiously. "And suck it good."
It felt good to have Clint's round ass cheeks massaging her bosoms. And as he pointed his mammoth male member at her mouth, she opened up to accommodate him. Her pink tongue tip slid along the head of his cock.
"Oh, that feels so good when you tickle my dick stick," he grinned. "Now why don't you suck on it? Build up a good suction in the head of it. Grab the shaft and hold on, honey. I'm gonna flood your face with cum."
She gripped his huge penis. She mouthed to the head of it. It was amazing how stimulating and exciting this had become for her husband. He was looking at her as if he would pop his cork just watching.
"Suck me," he whispered enticingly. "Suck me, baby. That's what I want you to do. Come on, baby, suck it. Suck it off."
Her mouth moved magnificently over the head of his penis.
"Eat it," he told her enticingly. "Come on, baby, suck it out. Get the juice."
She was sucking at a steady tempo now. Steve was getting more and more excited. He couldn't help it. He cupped his balls with one hand and he reached for his cock with the other. He enjoyed pulling on his penis while he massaged his balls.
"Suck him," he called out to his wife. "Suck Clint's big, old dick. Suck it, honey."
It pleased Melinda that he wasn't jealous. She was glad that he had discovered how much pleasure he could have watching his wife give a blow job. Melinda felt that she had come of age at last. All of the past seemed as though she had been immature. Now she was growing up. She was not jealous at all. She was delighted that he'd become this excited. She went on sucking on Clint's long cock.
"Play with my ass while you're eating my prick," Clint insisted.
Reaching around, she caressed his ass cheeks. She could feel his sperm now about to unload. She enjoyed gripping and grasping his firm ass as she sucked on his long, slippery penis.
"You can taste it now," he smiled happily. "Just keep sucking. That's what I want you to do. Suck me. Suck me off."
She was sucking on his cock now at an even tempo.
"That's the way I want you to do it," he told her. "Eat it. Gobble it."
She sucked hard. She knew that it wouldn't be much longer until his hot, sweet sperm exploded in her mouth. That was the moment she was waiting for. Parting Clint's ass cheeks, she eased a finger right up his rectum. Clint enjoyed getting his prostate gland massaged while he was getting his cock sucked at the same time.
"Eat my pecker," he pleaded passionately as he went on feeding his cock to her face.
When he got so excited he couldn't hold back any longer, he rammed it roughly down her throat. But at the strategic moment of climax when his sweet sperm load would shoot in her mouth, he pulled back. He let his hot sperm spill in her mouth so she could swallow it.
As she sucked the cream out of Clint's cock, her husband was watching. It really got him excited to see how she could accommodate him. He wanted her to blow him now.
"Eat my pecker," Clint panted. "Suck the cream out of it. Oh, baby, now you're giving me a blow job. Suck. Suck it all out."
The hot, white cream tasted good to her. She gulped hungrily. She couldn't get enough of Clint's cock.
Slipping out at last she looked up at him.
"I enjoyed that."
"I did, too," Clint smiled. "Now if you'd please take your finger out of my asshole."
She'd become so carried away with his hot, sweet sperm and how good it tasted to her, that she forgot her finger was still in his rectum.
Withdrawing her finger from Clint's asshole, she laughed.
"I'm sorry," she grinned up at him.
At this point Steve walked over to her.
"Baby, I'm next. Get set for another suck."
Clint got off the bed. He waited for Steve to mount Melinda. He had no idea, however, that Steve was married to her. He had concealed everything very well.
"Now, Melinda baby," Steve smiled, "you're gonna get another mouthful."
Melinda nodded. "I hope you shoot me as much cum as Clint did. He sure gave me a good time."
Clint was proud of himself. He went over to a chair, lit a cigarette and watched. It did excite him to see Steve slipping his long, hard penis into Melinda's mouth.
Melinda gripped Steve's ass cheeks. She squeezed them as she sucked on is penis tip.
"Suck my cock," he ordered her. "Every inch of it. That's it, suck it good. Come on, baby, suck. Show me what a good cock sucker you are."
He held her head in place as he vigorously fucked her face. She liked the feel of Steve's fingers on her head as he plunged his penis rhythmically in and out of her willing mouth.
Steve was getting rather rough now. For he was plunging it down her throat. She gulped nervously as he went on sliding it to her.
"Suck it off," he begged her. "Suck. Get every drop of it."
She continued sucking. All at once his hot, white cum exploded.
"Oh, I can't stand it," he exclaimed. "Eat it, baby. Suck it out."
Passionately she mouthed him. She got every drop out of his thick, long penis.
Releasing her grip on his ass cheeks, she eased her mouth off his cock. At this point Clint was determined he was going to have some more fun.
"Baby, why don't you let me slip it to you from behind. I'm an ass man."
Glancing at Clint's quivering, long cock, she wasn't so certain that she could accommodate his carnal lust for her backside.
"Maybe you should use my pussy," she suggested.
"No way," he told her. "I want it up your ass."
"On one condition," she told him. "If you will make sure you have plenty of Vaseline on your cock, I might let you slip it into me."
"All right," he agreed.
Melinda got a jar of Vaseline from the bathroom. Coming back to the bedroom, she sat on the edge of the bed and motioned for Clint to come over and sit beside her. When he sat down beside her with his huge cock still standing up, she reached for it. She applied the slippery Vaseline to his penis.
"Hurry up," he told her. "I want to slip it to you from behind. You need it and you know it."
She agreed. Now he was prepared to give her a fuck she would not forget.
He mounted her as she got in the middle of the bed and bent over. Grasping her firm, round ass cheeks, he slowly eased his slippery cock between them.
"I'm gonna fuck you and fuck you good," he told her as he thrust forward.
At first she thought Clint's manhood would split her in two. She shuddered as his thick, long penis drove up her rectum.
"Doesn't it feel good?" Clint asked as he bent over.
"It feels dreadful," she told him. "Ohhh, brother, I'll be glad when you finish."
"I'm enjoying it," he told her.
"You would," she shuddered.
When her ass muscles were stretched so she could accommodate his thrusting penis, the pain disappeared and the pleasure commenced.
"Fuck," she begged. "Come on, baby, fuck it. That's the way I like it. Fuck it."
With determined cock stabs he went on ramming into her.
"Why don't you get underneath me, Steve?" she suggested. "You could eat my pussy while he fucks my asshole."
Even though he didn't like to share her with Clint, he figured he might as well get in on the action this way. Steve nodded and when she raised her leg, he slid underneath her. Reaching up, he gripped her bare ass cheeks. His tongue found her pussy. As he flipped his tongue into her vagina, he could feel Clint's mammoth male member driving up her asshole.
"I love having both of you screwing me," she told them. "Ohhh, I feel so rich having the two of you. Fuck my asshole. Eat my pussy. Love me."
Passionately Melinda moved her buttocks. This increased the pleasure that Clint was experiencing. He loved the sensation.
"Fuck it," he told her. "Twist your ass for me. Now you're doing it. Oh, doll, I love that."
With hard, deep thrusts, he was giving her a fuck she would not forget.
"Yes, baby, yes," he gasped as he rammed hard into her.
She knew that it wouldn't be much longer until Clint got his rocks off. She could feel his hairy, swelling balls bouncing on her ass cheeks as he thrust forcefully.
"Feel better now?" Clint asked curiously.
"It's all right," she whispered.
Feeling that he could fuck her still harder, Clint drove his penis deeper into her asshole.
"Fuck it," he whispered excitedly. "Fuck. That's the way to do it. Now you're screwing. Fuck it."
With determined cock stabs he went on ramming. All at once his gun exploded.
"I'm shooting, baby," he told her. "Grab it with your ass muscles. That's the way I like it. Fuck it off."
Her ass muscles clamped on his long, slippery penis.
"Yes, baby, yes," he told her, "now you're doing it. Just like I like it. Fuck off, fuck off!"
She was excited. Even though she hated to admit it, but this painful ass fuck had been a pleasure. She enjoyed having her clit tickled with Steve's tongue. Steve's hot tongue went on twirling around inside of her pussy.
"Eat me," she panted as she pushed her muff all the way over his mouth.
She was juicing now. He sucked her and ate her.
"Eat me," she gasped in a frenzy of passion. "Suck my pussy. Yes, baby, yes."
Steve sucked her moist, hot, delicious pussy juices. When he had finished devouring her, Steve smiled in satisfaction. He now withdrew his tongue. He was determined that he was going to get her so sick of orgy-style sex that she would never make such a bizarre request again.
Steve was a bit startled however, when he noted how she seemed to take to this hot sexual activity.
"Did you enjoy it?" she asked Steve point blank.
"Sure," he said quietly.
At that point she introduced him to Clint.
"Steve is my husband," she laughed.
"What?" Clint asked angrily. "You mean you pulled me into a marriage situation? I don't dig this scene."
"I'm sorry, I didn't mention it before," Steve apologized.
"I'm getting out of here," Clint said. "I was trapped in a marriage scene once before. Some guy said I could screw his wife. Then he got jealous. Came at me with a butcher knife. Sorry, folks, this is where I came in."
It didn't take Clint long to get dressed and get out of there.