Chapter 12

Carla loved the feel of Wally's hands gripping her buttocks. When Wally brought his tongue over her vagina, she marveled at the erotic feeling she obtained.

"Eat my pussy," she said.

She gently eased her legs over his shoulders. Wally loved the warmth of her inner thighs as his tongue lightly traced along her shaved pussy.

"I like your shaved box, baby," he told her.

When he said that, Jan was outraged. She came over and chimed in, "I told you I'd shave my pussy if you'd suck it. But, damn it, you wouldn't."

"No, I wouldn't, dear wife," he said without humor, "because you refused to suck off my cock. Look, I believe in democratic sex. If you expect me to go down and eat your snatch, you'd better go down around my cock and lick my ass, too."

Pouting and complaining, Jan went over to fix herself another drink. But Wally didn't care. He was where he wanted to be. He held Carla's ass cheeks up in the air so he could let his tongue trace along her ass crack. When he observed how she was wiggling, he figured it might be fun to plunge his tongue right up her rectum. He gently eased his tongue up her ass-hole. She enjoyed the sensation enormously.

"Yes, yes," he panted passionately, "push your ass to my face."

She shoved her ass tighter to his face. His tongue rode up her rectum. At the same time he fingered her pussy. He could tell this aroused her by the way she was juicing.

"Eat me," Carla panted. "Tongue fuck my ass-hole. Oh, baby, eat my pussy, too."

Jan was green with envy. She had never known her husband could be such a tremendous lover. She could imagine what it would be like to have Wally's tongue plunging up her ass-hole while his fingers worked in her pussy. Vividly she remembered how Wally used to finger her pussy. She always loved it when he felt about her box.

"Eat me," Carla begged. "Suck me. Oh, baby, now you're doing it. I love it."

When her pussy was dripping with cum, he withdrew his tongue from her ass-hole. Gently he caressed her slit and finally he slipped his tongue into her pussy hole. Reaching down she held him in place. She liked running her fingers through his hair as he sucked on her.

"Yes, baby, yes," she whispered anxiously, "that's what I want you to do, darling. Love me. Love me."

The erotic fascination that he found in her thrilled her. And she pushed her pelvis up in rhythmic movements. She was watching his tongue stabs into her willing hole.

"Suck me," she told him intensely, "suck my pussy. Yes, Wally, yes."

Wally was performing expertly. But his cock was hard now. He knew that after he'd finished lapping up her delicious pussy juices, he would have to stick his cock up her ass-hole.

When he had finished devouring her delicious cum juices, he pulled away. He looked at her with lust-crazed eyes.

"I want to fuck you all over," he told her. "I want to fuck your ass-hole. I want to give it to you everywhere."

At that point his wife interjected her cryptic comment.

"Darling," she slurred drunkenly, "why don't you stick your prick in her armpit like you did me? Try it. She'll love it."

He glared at her. But he didn't say a word.

"Why not?" he smiled at Carla. "Anybody ever screw your armpit?"

"Baby doll, they've fucked everything else," she confessed, "but nobody aimed for my armpit. Go ahead. If you want my armpit, it's yours."

He wasted no time. He applied oil to his penis shaft. And then he flipped it right up her armpit. She moved her arm back and forth.

"That's what I want you to do," he told her, "move it for me."

Carla was a fast learner. Her arm moved up and down as his penis thrust forward.

"Just like that," he told her. "You're beautiful. Yes, baby, yes."

Wally continued screwing her armpit. The oil on his cock made it easy to slide inside. He liked the armpit ride she was giving his penis. Carla enjoyed observing him thrusting. She liked the sight of his swinging balls as his thick prick explored her armpit. However, when he had enough of that he told her what he wanted in no uncertain terms.

"Baby, I've been looking at your ass," he told her. "I hope you don't mind if I give it to you from behind."

"I never thought you'd ask me," Carla laughed as she got on all fours.

That really did get his wife green with envy. For time and again he had tried to invade her ass-hole with his cock. She had always refused as she said it was a perversion. But as far as Carla was concerned, it was something she enjoyed. That was the only way she could look at it. For she knew she loved having a long, slippery cock sliding smoothly up her ass-hole.

At this point Carla was bending over. Wally looked at her bare ass cheeks. He gently squeezed them with his hands. Next, he flipped his slippery cock between them. With a forceful plunge forward, he rammed it right up her hot, tight rectum.

"Fuck it," he told her, "fuck. That's the way to do it. Fuck it off."

With powerful penis stabs he rammed it into her. She loved every erotic movement.

"Now you're doing it," he told her excitedly.

"Oh, baby, fuck it. Fuck it off."

With determined cock strokes he continued thrusting. She became more keenly excited.

"Yes, baby," he told her, "that's what I want you to do. Fuck it. Fuck it off."

He thrilled to the sensation of his cock being pulled up her tight ass-hole like quicksand. He enjoyed pulling it out and watching it disappear.

"Fuck," he told her. "Come on, baby, fuck it. That's the way to do it. Fuck."

He was really aroused at this point.

"Baby, you're beautiful," he told her. "I really love screwing you."

Bending over he reached for her breasts. Cupping them in his hands he squeezed them.

"Screw me," she begged him anxiously. "Fuck my ass and fuck it good."

His powerful penis plunged up her ass-hole. His hairy big balls bounced against her bare bottom.

"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Now you're fucking. Come on, baby, fuck it off."

The keen pleasure that she felt as his rigid cock invaded her tight ass-hole kept her twisting and grinding for his pleasure. She enjoyed the feel of his hands manipulating her breasts. She liked it when he used one hand on both bosoms and reached down with his free hand to her pussy.

Slipping two fingers into her vagina, he entertained her.

"Do you like it both ways?" he smiled at her eagerly.

"Yes, yes," Carla cried passionately. "Fuck me."

His wife couldn't hold back any longer.

"If you think I would permit that," she told him, "you've got another think coming. I'd like to shove a broom stick up your ass-hole. That's what would be fair. To let you know how awful it is."

He was paying no attention. He went on ramming it into Carla's willing, twisting ass-hole.

"Keep fucking me," Carla begged him anxiously. "I want it. Oh, baby, you're beautiful. Fuck. Fuck it all the way."

With determined penis stabs, he went on thrusting. He could tell from the way his fingers were wet in her pussy she was almost there.

"Yes, baby, yes," he begged her, "that's what I want you to do. Fuck it off."

It wouldn't be much longer until she was cuming. At the same time his thick prick rammed up her ass. His balls bounced against her buttocks as she wiggled for him.

"I love it," he cried passionately. "Now fuck. Fuck it."

With determined cock stabs he went on thrusting.

"Oh, baby," he told her, "twist your tail. It's tight up there. I love it."

Carla enjoyed it, too. As she bent over farther, it made it possible for him to plunge still deeper up her willing ass-hole.

Finally he realized he was closing in on a sticky white climax. He plunged in as deep as it would go. His hot, white juices shot up her ass.

"Oh, baby," he told her, "you don't know how good that feels."

She enjoyed every jab of his long, hard cock. She was stopping for nothing now.

"Ohhhhh, baby, keep fingering me," Carla panted. "I love it when your fingers play with my pussy."

Ramming his cock in up to the hilt, he felt his balls tingling that second before he shot his hot, white spray up her ass.

She wiggled, gripping his penis tightly and squeezing all of the cream out of his cock.

When he had finished getting his rocks off, he slowly eased off her.

She looked at him adoringly.

"Hey, baby," she told him, "you really know how to screw."

His wife was looking at him with so much rage in her heart she couldn't think of any words.

"Why are you so quiet, Jan?" he asked as he fixed himself a drink.

"That's about the sickest, most demented sexual performance I've ever witnessed," she shook her head.

"And considering all of the orgies we've been to," Wally laughed, "that's saying a mouthful."

Jan got to her feet.

"Just a couple swap sessions," she lamented, "but nothing sick like this. I'm sorry that I agreed to such a ridiculous triangle."

"Get the fuck out of here," Wally told her. "If you can't stand it, get out."

She got dressed and left. When he was alone with Carla, he apologized for his wife's conduct.

"She's always giving me a rough time of it," he admitted, "and it really bugs the hell out of me. It isn't fair. She expects me to be loyal to her. Yet, she doesn't want to satisfy me."

"I understand," she told him frankly. "A lot of women are like that. It really is disgusting."

"You bet your ass it is," he told her. "A guy has to get his kicks one way or another. It isn't fair for a woman to be like that."

He looked at her now anxiously.

"You know, there's one thing I've always wanted to do," he told her, "and I wonder if you'd let me try it with you."

"What is it?" she asked him.

"I like to fuck a woman standing up."

"What's so exciting about that?" she asked him curiously.

"I don't know," he admitted, "but just the idea of doing it standing up appeals to me."

"It appeals to me, too," she said.

She wrapped her legs around him.

"Fuck me," she cried out.

He could tell from the way her pussy was moistening that she was really enjoying it.

"This really feels super," he cried out. "I love it. Fuck, baby, fuck."

Finally he fingered her ass-hole. She thrilled to the sensation of his finger slipping up her rectum.

"Now you're doing it," he whispered. "This really means a lot to me, baby. Fuck. Fuck it."

With powerful, passionate cock stabs he went on thrusting. She knew that it wouldn't be much longer until his cock exploded. She was eager for that moment of climax.

"Yes, baby, yes," she pleaded passionately, "give it to me. I want it. I want it, baby."

All at once his cock exploded.

"Ohhh," he cried out, "fuck off. Fuck off."

She was really milking his penis for him now."

"Just like I like it," he told her. "Baby, you're beautiful. Fuck me."

With deep, hard cock stabs he continued thrilling her.

"That's what I needed," he told her. "Just like that, sweetheart. Oh, baby, fuck me."

She continued exercising her well-trained pussy muscles on Wally's long, thick penis. At last he shot her the juice she wanted. She squeezed all of the cream out of his long, slippery cock.

When she had finished thrilling him in this manner, he eased off. She removed herself from him.

"I wish we could fuck this way all the time."

"For God's sakes, don't propose marriage," he exclaimed. "That's the last thing I want."

"Don't worry," she assured him, "I'm not asking you for that."

It was obvious to him that she was thinking of something and he was thinking of something else.

"Oh, baby," he gasped, "I loved screwing you."

She looked at him with adoration in her eyes. And he was looking at her lovingly.

"We're gonna make it again, baby," he smiled, "I just know it."

She went over to the dresser and poured herself a drink. She was trying to drown her guilt with liquor.

"You don't feel guilty about screwing, do you?"

"I got your wife uptight," she apologized. "I'm sorry."

"Don't worry about the bitch," he told her. "We enjoyed each other. That is what is important."

"Do you really mean that?"

"Of course I do," he told her. "Why wouldn't I?"

It was obvious he was serious.

"Oh, all right," she agreed, "I guess I shouldn't feel that way. Forgive me."

She felt satisfied now. For she knew that she had done her best to make him happy.

"Look, sweetheart," she told him, "I want to ask you something. Will you make sure we get together again?"

He nodded.

She went back home and to her amazement her husband was waiting for her.

"Where have you been?" he asked her casually.

"What's it to you?"

"We're not completely divorced yet," he told her. "I've just filed the papers. It isn't final."

"As far as I'm concerned, it is," she told him.

He looked at her. He knew something was bothering her.

"Do you want to tell me?"

"No, damn it, I don't want to tell you," she said quickly. "You're getting me angry. Do you understand?"

"No," he shook his head, "I don't understand at all."

It was obvious to him that Carla was disturbed. Finally she walked over to him. For she felt a strange compulsion suddenly to entertain him with her mouth. She unzipped her husband's fly. She reached in and pulled out his long, hard penis.

"It's all yours, baby," he told her willingly. "That is, as long as we get together. I don't want to give you up. Do you understand?"

She nodded and looked at him.

"Yes, I do understand," she admitted. "If you want me so bad, I'm willing to be yours."

It pleased him that she spoke to him this way.

"You don't know how much you mean to me," he told her. "You really don't."

At this point she was willing to go along with anything he wanted.

"Baby," he told her, "I'm crazy to screw you. Just get down there on your knees and worship my pecker. That's what I like. A woman who appreciates a man's cock."

She proved that she could. For she pulled his long, thick penis to her mouth. She sucked smoothly on it as he rode her.

"Eat it," he told her. "Suck my pecker. Go ahead, baby, suck it off. That's what I want you to do. Suck me."

She sucked on his penis smoothly. He enjoyed the sensation of her mouth slipping back and forth across his cock.

"I like it," he exclaimed. "Just like that. Now you're doing it, darling. Suck. Suck it."

Her mouth movements appealed to him. He enjoyed the sensation she was providing. All at once his cock exploded. His hot, white cream shot down her throat. She gulped joyously.

"Eat it," he told her enticingly. "Every drop of it."

She finished him off. Then looking up at him through tear-dimmed eyes she told him the truth.

"I've been hustling," she confessed. She got to her feet and turned away from him.

"You don't want me," she said sadly. "I've been a no-good wife, damn it." He shook his head.

"Baby, it doesn't mean a thing," he told her. "Not if you really care about me. We can forget what happened. Sure, I used to play around. I'm ashamed of myself, but I did."

"All right," she said, "forget it."

Now they were closer than ever before.

"Baby, you're beautiful," he whispered enticingly. "You don't know how much you mean to me."

She wrapped her arms around him. And then he reached for her pussy.

"You sucked me," he told her, "and now I'm gonna show you that even the king can get on his knees."

He got on his knees. And then he reached up and pulled off her panties.

"Take off your skirt, too," he told her. "I want to lick you."

When she was totally nude, he let his tongue slip gingerly back and forth across her vagina. She loved the sensation of his tongue licking at her pussy.

"That's the way to do it," she told him. "Oh, baby, keep it up."

Passionately his tongue moved back and forth across her pussy. She was getting more and more excited.

"Oh, baby," she told him, "that's what I want you to do. Lick me. Lick me like that."

It wasn't going to be much longer before she came.

"Yes, yes," she told him intensely, "I love it. Just like that. Now you're doing it. Come on, baby, love me."

He got excited. And she was thrilled, too.

"Oh, honey," she told him. "Now you're doing it. Yes, baby, love me."

Their passionate lovemaking continued. It wasn't going to be much longer now.

"I want you," she told him. "I need you."

His tongue whipped into her pussy. His hands gripped her ass cheeks. He sucked her tightly. His tongue licked up and down her clit. Even though he was not as skilled as some of the men she had made it with who had eaten her pussy in a spectacular way, she didn't care. For her husband was giving her the best demonstration of affection she had ever known. Many times he had insisted that she go down on him. She had rejected it. Then she got so she wanted it. But he didn't want to try anything different. Now they had met. With mutual, lusty desires they were not afraid to explore their bodies.

"Eat me," she begged him. "Suck me, darling. Just what I want. Just what I need. Yes, yes."

Passionately he went on licking and sucking her. She could hardly stand it.

Now she was juicing. His hot tongue swept inside of her and he ate her. All his inhibitions were. lost. He had forgiven her for playing around. And he was appreciating her. At last they were meeting sexually as they should have done when they first got married.