Chapter 7
It was becoming more and more evident to Carla that she needed men to satisfy her lusts. She thought she ought to go back to Donna and ask her advice.
When she got to Donna's place, she discovered she was entertaining.
"You should have called me," Donna told her. "You know I've been terribly busy lately."
"Apparently you have," she quipped.
Just that moment a man poked his head out of the bedroom door.
"Ladies," he smiled, "what's all this fighting around here? Maybe somebody wants me to get into the act with both of you."
"Stop it," Donna protested. "You have no right to come out here."
But the man would not be stopped. Len's eyes focused on Carla's beautiful body.
"Hey, I'll pay you, too," he agreed. "How would you like me to stick my tongue in your pussy?"
"You're very bold," Carla told him flatly. "I am eager to get acquainted with you," he told her.
At this point he went over to her and gently caressed her breasts.
"There, there, baby," he said soothingly, "just take off your clothes. A little love and exploration will make me very happy."
At this point Donna relented.
"As long as you don't cut me out of anything, Len," she agreed, "it's all right with me."
Donna dismissed herself. "I guess I'll go read Mr. Goodbar," she told them. "I've found that a fascinating book and
I'd like to finish it. When you two have had enough of each other, let me know."
"Will do," Len laughed.
When he had Carla alone in the bedroom, he immediately told her to strip.
"I want to appreciate you all over," he told her. "I'll bet you've got a beautiful box. Is it shaved?"
Carla was amazed at his boldness.
"If there's anything I like," he told her, "it's a shaved box. Do you mind it if I shave it if it isn't?"
For a moment Carla was nervous. She pulled away from him.
"You're not some kind of a sex maniac, are you?"
"Of course I'm not," he assured her. "Baby, let's not have any more of this small talk. I want to get down there and lick your shaved, pure pussy."
When she pulled off her panties and revealed that her triangle was fur trimmed, Len instantly went to Donna.
"Donna, baby," he told her, "where do you keep your pussy shaver?"
"Would you quit bothering me," Donna complained. "Here I am in the middle of Mr. Good-bar and you're talking about shaving her pussy. It's unnatural."
Finally Donna went to the bathroom and got the shaver. Carla wasn't so certain that she'd enjoy it. For as Donna left she raised an arched eyebrow and gave her a cryptic comment, "Have fun."
She wasn't going to enjoy this she knew. Nevertheless, she watched as he shaved her pussy.
"Ahhh," he exclaimed when he'd finished, "what a gorgeous snatch you've got. I can hardly wait to lick it. Oh, honey, you're gonna be so much fun."
Len got on the bed with her. She raised her ass cheeks up in the air and his tongue quickly pivoted around her ass-hole.
"Oh that feels so good," she told him as she felt his tongue invading her warm, tight anal channel.
"Suck my butt, baby," she begged. "I love it."
Len's hot tongue plunged up her tight ass-hole. Next, he fingered her pussy. She enjoyed the feel of his finger manipulating her clit.
"Now you're doing it," she panted as his finger worked at her pussy and his tongue found pleasure sliding up her ass-hole.
Before she knew what was happening, his hands were gripping her bosoms. And he was focusing his tongue action on her behind. Finally he pulled his tongue out of her ass.
"Baby, your ass needs fucking," he told her, "and I know just how to do it."
"I'll bet you do, tiger," she nodded.
At that point he applied some KY that was conveniently close-by to his cock. Then when it was glistening, he looked at her, his eyes lust crazed and urgent.
"Honey," he told her, "all I want you to do is throw your legs up on my thighs. I'd like to finger your pussy while I fuck your ass. Doesn't that sound like fun?"
"I'm not so certain," she sighed heavily.
At this point she raised her buttocks so they were resting on Len's thighs. Then he gently forced his penis into her ass crack. She was grateful that it was slippery. Now he was fingering her pussy and fucking her ass-hole at the same time.
When his long, hard cock came to her tight, anal ring she wondered if he would make it inside. But she didn't have long to wonder. For with a savage, hard jab, Len plunged his long, hard cock right up her ass-hole.
"Fuck it, baby," he panted as he pumped it to her. "That's what I like. Now you're fucking. Oh, honey, you're beautiful."
With deep, hard strokes he went on assaulting her ass-hole. She didn't know if she could take it.
"That's the way to do it, darling," he told her. "Twist your tail. Baby, can you feel my balls?"
She nodded as he went on plunging.
"I can't stand it," she cried out passionately. "Oh, stop it. You're hurting me."
"I don't feel a thing," he told her. "As a matter-of-fact, I'm enjoying it. I'm enjoying it a lot."
He continued ramming it into her. She was so aroused at this point she was shaking.
"Ohhh, I can't stand it," she told him. "Oh, baby, it's too much. Fuck it. Fuck it off."
In and out his hot cock rode her ass-hole. She pumped her pelvis back to meet his driving cock stabs. She didn't know how much more she could take of this. It was hurting like the devil.
"Fuck," he told her. "Fuck it. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes. Now you're doing it. Oh, baby, fuck it off."
All at once his hot cock exploded. She twisted in sexual ecstasy. She kept her tail twisting. At the same time he played with her pussy. He liked seeing the excited expression on her face.
"Enjoying this, darling?" he asked her anxiously. "I know I sure as hell am."
It was true, he was enjoying it. And so was she.
"Love me," she cried out. "Oh, baby, do me."
Len's penis plunged up her ass. Then she felt him cuming.
"Carla, honey," he told her, "I'm shooting my wad. Milk my pecker. Milk it."
His hot juices flowed from the tip of his penis.
"Ohhh," he groaned as he felt his cock exploding, "does that ever feel fantastic. Yes, baby, yes. You know what I need. You know real damned well what I need."
When he had finished giving her a wild ass fuck, he pulled out. And he bent over and traced his tongue along her slit. Just then Donna came in.
"Go back to your Mr. Goodbar," Carla quipped.
Donna thought she was being deliberately shut out of the activity. She slammed the door and left them alone.
Len's hot hands gripped Carla's ass cheeks. He squeezed them as he lovingly let his tongue slip back and forth.
"Oh, baby," he groaned passionately, "you don't know what you do to me. Love me. Yes, baby, yes. That's what I want you to do with me. Play with me."
There was no doubt in her mind that he knew how he wanted it. For he was tonguing her magnificently. He flipped his tongue up and down her clit. He explored and probed with his tongue. Next, he licked her velvety vagina walls. All of the sudden she was gushing. His lips pressed tightly in a suction-cup effect as he gobbled her.
"Oh, I can't stand it," Carla cried passionately. "Lick me. Yes, baby. Now you're doing it. Just like that. Keep it up. Don't stop, honey. Love me."
Passionately his hot tongue lashed at her. She enjoyed every erotic moment of it.
"Ohhh," Carla groaned in delight, "baby, you really know how to stimulate me."
He went on sucking on her pussy until she juiced. He ate her box.
When he'd finished fucking her ass-hole and eating her snatch, he called in Donna.
"Donna, come here," he begged her.
Donna was reluctant. When she finally made her appearance, she stood in the doorway stark naked and asked him what he wanted.
"You know what I want. I want to see you fuck Carla."
"Oh, I guess I could," Donna agreed as she looked lustfully at Carla.
All the while Donna strapped on her dildo she was complaining.
"I think she looked much prettier with her pussy hair."
"Damn it, you know how I feel about that," Len complained. "I always enjoy seeing a woman's shaved box. Now don't try to annoy me."
"I'm not trying to deliberately annoy you," Donna protested, "but I think pussy hair is pretty. You ought to give her a twenty for shaving it off. It tickles when it grows out again."
All at once Carla became worried and anxious.
"What will my husband say?" she asked earnestly.
"Tell him I shaved it off," Len laughed.
"You may think that's funny," she quipped quickly, "but my husband may not."
"These husbands can be so difficult," he told her sincerely.
She realized that he was a very demented man. For he was sitting there with his hand on his cock and pumping away as Donna straddled her and guided the dildo.
"Now push your pussy up to meet my dildo," Donna demanded.
Carla shoved forward. The dildo slid in. At this point Donna's big bosoms brushed over Carla's breasts.
"Oh, that feels so good," Donna told her.
"I just love the feel of your titties. Especially when the nipples are erect."
At this point the two girls were lustily kissing and fucking.
"Fuck me," Donna begged. "Fuck me. I want to feel it. That's the way. Oh, baby, now you're screwing. Fuck me."
Passionately they continued making love to each other.
"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Oh, baby, you're beautiful. Fuck. Fuck."
Their lusty desires were building to a focal point.
"I want it," Donna demanded. "Fuck."
Len well knew what he was doing. For he had learned long ago how fascinated Donna was at using a dildo. And if there was anything he liked, it was watching. When his cock reached a certain point of firmness, he applied some KY. Looking out of the corner of her eye, Donna spied him.
"What are you gonna do, Len?"
"What do you think?" Len asked as he mounted her from behind.
Gripping her ripe, ready ass cheeks, he eased his slippery cock between them.
"I'm gonna fuck you," he told her, "and fuck you real good."
Plunging his rock-hard cock into her ass-hole, he watched her wiggling. She became more and more aroused.
"Ohhh, baby," she panted as he went on ramming it into her, "does that ever feel fantastic. Now you're screwing. That's the way I like it. Fuck, baby, fuck."
With determined cock strokes he continued thrusting. The two women were finding just how pleasurable and exciting their intercourse act could be.
"Oh, yes," he cried anxiously, "now you're fucking. I want it. Oh, baby, fuck."
She enjoyed the way Len threw his cock into her ass. He spared nothing. Glancing in the mirror, she could see Len pulling his long, slippery penis out of her ass-hole and ramming it back in. She enjoyed the sight of his hairy, swelling balls bouncing against her bare curvaceous ass.
Now she was getting her kicks. For her mouth was pressed on Donna's mouth. Donna opened her mouth as Carla let her tongue slip inside.
"Why don't you suck on Donna's tongue?" Len smiled as he watched the two women kissing and fucking.
"That's it," he told her. "French her tongue."
Carla understood what Len meant. She was picking up the sexual language easily. She sucked on Donna's tongue. It was true, it felt good. That coupled with brushing her bosoms back and forth across Donna's bosoms and feeling the dildo slipping rhythmically into her pussy provided all of the sexual pleasure she could stand. She made it a point to glance out of the corner of her eye just to watch Len's long, shiny penis plunge into her twisting ass-hole.
Now Len was coming closer to his climax.
"Fuck it off," he panted as he pushed it in. "Fuck, baby, fuck."
With determined cock stabs he brought his cock to climax. She loved the delicious sensation of his long, shiny penis ramming in her ass-hole.
"Don't ever stop fucking me," she begged.
She shoved her ass back and twisted for him. All of the sudden his hard cock exploded.
"I'm cuming," he exclaimed excitedly. "Oh, baby, milk my pecker. That's what I want you to do. Get all the juice out of it."
His hot cock shot its wad. She twisted around. Her ass muscles seized Len's cock. She twisted her butt around.
"Yes, yes," Len cried eagerly as he went on ramming his long, slippery penis up her hot ass.
When he'd finished fucking her ass-hole he slowly eased off. Now the two women were closing in on a juicy splashdown.
"One more time," Donna panted as she pumped it into Carla's pussy.
Carla shoved up to her. Then Donna got her love juices flowing. The two women kissed as their pussies merged and they juiced on target.
Len applauded as he walked back and forth, watching them.
When Donna pulled her dildo out of Carla, she laughingly told her that she wanted to finish reading her book.
"You don't have much feeling when you fuck, do you?" Len asked Donna curiously.
"Sure I have a lot of feeling when I fuck," she told him. "How do you think I stay in this competitive business? I keep my pussy muscles trained. And I mean trained."
She laughed as she reached up to slap his bare ass.
"I ought to make you lick it."
Donna shook her head.
"Hey, do you want to fuck my ass?" Len suggested.
"Right now?" she asked as she looked at the dildo dripping with cum juice.
"I can't think of a better time," he nodded.
Len walked over to the sliding glass-mirrored doors. He knelt before them and bent way over.
She gripped his firm round ass cheeks. Slowly she slipped the pussy-cum-coated dildo right up his rectum. He loved the sensation.
"Keep shoving it," he told her. "That dildo up my ass-hole feels good."
Looking at Carla he suggested that she get underneath him.
"You can blow me while she fucks me," he suggested.
Carla thought it might be fun to perform with the threesome. She went over to him and crawled under his legs. She reached up to grip his huge, long cock. She pulled his thick prick to her mouth. She began licking him.
"Oh, yes," he told her, "that's the way to do it. Come on, baby, suck it. Now you're doing it. Just like that. Oh, baby, suck it."
With hard, deep thrusts he rammed it into her. She enjoyed the delicious sensation. Now the three of them were going at it. She was sucking his long, hard penis and it tasted good to her. At the same time she could see what was happening in the mirror. It was exciting to see her girl friend thrusting the big, slippery dildo right up his hot ass-hole. He wiggled his butt as the dildo massaged his prostate gland.
"Suck me," he insisted. "Suck my cock good. That's the way. Suck me, suck me."
Passionately he went on fucking. It was interesting to see him thrusting his cock down one woman's throat while another woman shoved a dildo up his ass.
"This is really screwing," he told Carla. "Oh, baby, I love getting a blow job and getting my ass fucked. They say a prostate gland massage is good for the old balls. Keeps them shooting."
It wasn't going to be much longer before his balls exploded. Carla could tell this. They were swelling now as he fucked her face. She enjoyed the aroma of his crotch. She liked the feel of his slippery, long penis gliding down her throat. He was doing it gently.
"Oh, you cock eater," he exclaimed, "that's what I like. Now you're doing it. Just like that. Keep it up. Yes, yes, that's it, honey. Faster. More, baby, more."
When she had finished sucking and swallowing his cum load, she looked at him adoringly.
"You really know how to do it," he told her.
A moment later Carla pulled off his cock. Then Donna pulled the dildo out of his ass-hole. The three of them laughed and joked. Donna went to get drinks. After Len had gone and she was left alone with Carla, she revealed a few things that were troubling her.
"I'm getting hooked on sex," she confessed. "It's like a drug. I can't get enough of it. I want to suck and fuck every man I can find."
"And every woman, too?" Donna asked, spreading her legs and patting her pussy.
It was an open invitation to suck her crotch. Carla wasted no time. She slid her hands under Donna's ass cheeks. She let her tongue slip along her slit.
"Now you're doing it, darling," she told her. "Just like that. Oh, baby, you're beautiful. Suck me. That's the way I like it. Suck me."
Passionately the two women went at it.
"Yes, baby, yes," she panted as she pushed forward.
Carla was eating Donna's box. And how Donna loved it.
"Slide your finger up my ass-hole," Donna insisted.
Carla went on tonguing her and soon she eased a finger right up her lover's rectum. Donna wiggled on the finger..
"Oh, finger fuck my ass-hole, eat my pussy. Do it at the same time, darling. Get the rhythm. Oh, baby, this is beautiful. I love it. Just like I like it."
The two women were going out of their minds with the erotic delight that they were experiencing. Donna juiced some more.
"I can cum in multiples when I have a woman lick me like you do, darling," she told her flatly.
Reaching down, Donna's hand gripped her tightly. She held her in place.
"Keep licking, baby," she told her. "The well won't go dry as long as your tongue continues sliding around inside of me."
Carla went on licking her anxiously, eagerly. She was enjoying every delicious drop of her pussy juice.
When she had finished sucking her snatch, she withdrew her tongue and looked at her adoringly. Now Carla had the desire to strap on the dildo. She wanted to discover for herself what it would feel like to be the dominant partner in the sexual performance.
"Would you mind very much, Donna," she asked meekly, "if I slipped into that dildo and screwed your ass?"
"Sure, baby, sure," she agreed.
She got off the bed and went over to the dildo and fondled it as if it were an actual penis.
"Honey, it's not the real thing," Donna reminded her.
Carla laughed as she strapped it on.
"But it looks so authentic," she said happily, "and it always stays hard. It's the original repeater peter."
Once she'd strapped it on, her girl friend suggested that if she wanted to she could put on a small rubber bladder bag. "What on earth for?"
"You see, dear," she told her, "this is a special model. It has tubes. It fits snugly right into the side of the penis. And when you press this button it'll squirt. How about that?"
"You're kidding," Carla giggled.
"No, I'm not," she told her. "Let's go into the kitchen. I'll break some eggs and show you."
When they got into the kitchen, Donna took out a large bowl. Opening the refrigerator door she pulled out an egg container. Then she separated the egg yolks from the whites.
"You see, dear," she told her, "this sticky egg white is a perfect substitute for cum. I'll show you."
Filling up the bladder bag, she then told her to go back into the bedroom. Carla couldn't help laugh at herself as she walked across the living room. She could see her reflection in the mirror. There she was, with the big plastic cock pointing out.
As Carla plunged the plastic penis into Donna's pussy, she watched in the mirror. It did seem strange to have the tubes extending from the bladder bag to the plastic cock. Nevertheless, if it worked it certainly was a good imitation.
"Fuck me, tiger," Donna begged.
She spared nothing. She drove the dildo into her pussy with hot, eager movements.
"That's the way to do it, darling," she told her. "Oh, baby, that's beautiful. I love it when you do that. Just like that."
The two women clasped and embraced. Their bosoms brushed against each other. Donna's hands reached for Carla's buttocks. She squeezed her ass cheeks as she felt the big, slippery dildo jabbing rhythmically into her hot pussy.
"Sure feels good," Donna exclaimed. "Like the real thing. Oh, baby, that's what I want you to do. Fuck me. Fuck me good."
All of the sudden Donna wanted the hot sperm to shoot into her. She told her girl friend what to do.
"Press the button," she exclaimed. "Shoot it in there, honey. I want to feel it. Bathe me with it."
Quickly the button was pressed. And the bladder bag emptied its contents into the long, hard dildo. Out of the tip of the dildo Donna got what she wanted.
"Yes, yes," she exclaimed excitedly, "that's what I want. Now you're doing it. Yes, baby, yes. I need it. Fuck it. Fuck it."
Carla got a big charge out of watching the dildo exploding in Donna's pussy.
"Oh, it's beautiful," Donna panted as she pushed up to get some more. "Shove it, honey, and let me feel it."
The two women were obviously enjoying themselves enormously.
After the two women had parted and Carla had gone home, she discovered that her husband was already there.
"Where the fuck have you been?" he demanded angrily.
He was looking at his watch.
"I'm tired of being neglected," he told her.
"Hold on, honey," she told him. "If you carry on any more, I'm gonna have a trial separation."
"As far as I'm concerned," he told her tightly, "that might be the best thing."
It really bugged her that he acted this way. He picked up his clothes and left her. Now that she was alone, she had a lot of time to think. And it bothered her. She couldn't stand it. She thought it would be best to go out to a bar.