Chapter 10
Violet Montrose answered the phone before it could ring the second time, feeling the hot rush of desire in her pussy as she heard Chuck Newman's voice in the receiver.
"I've checked everywhere, Vi," he told her. "They left the station together, the way they always do, and no one has seen them since."
"You said you'd checked everywhere," the woman said.
"Hospitals," he explained. "I was pretty sure it was nothing like that, but I figured I'd better do it. I even went by the station."
Vi held the phone with one hand, the other sliding down between her warm thighs to touch the tender lips of her tingling cunt. One finger slid between the moist curtains, and her voice was husky as she spoke into the mouthpiece.
"We both know where they are, Chuck," she reminded him. "I can't understand why they had to be so secretive about it. Just think how much fun we could have if we were all together right now."
The phone gave a dry chuckle. "Somehow, I can't believe Dave is going to be overjoyed to know that I've been making love to his wife."
"Not making love, darling," she corrected him with a throaty laugh. "There's only one name for what we were doing."
"Jesus!" Chuck protested. "Don't talk that way. I go on camera in two minutes, and you're giving me a hard."
"Good!" she exclaimed. "I'll watch you doing the news, and imagine I can see it. And do you know what I'll be doing?"
"What?" he demanded hoarsely.
"I'll be getting it all juicy for you, darling," she purred. "When you get here, all you'll have to do is lie down, and baby will do the rest."
She heard his deep breathing. Then he said, "I'll be there right after the telecast. Get it ready, woman!"
Violet replaced the phone and looked down at her finger, watching it slide slowly in and out of her labial lips. Her other hand cupped a firm breast, squeezing and kneading, continuing the pleasant dual massage as she moved toward the television set.
She was nude, having slipped into her robe after showering, then tugged it off again to enjoy the luxury of her aroused body, posturing before the mirror as she relived the prolonged mating with the handsome newsman.
Sitting down on the rug before the set, she watched Chuck's face stare out at her from the glowing screen. Her finger moved inside her juicy cunt, stroking and twisting, her thumb rolling the swollen button of her clitoris, and she managed three exciting climaxes before Chuck's smiling sign-off.
Exactly one hour later, she opened the front door and melted against him with a little sigh, wriggling her tongue between his teeth as his hands slipped down her smooth back to cup the quivering pads of her buttocks.
Before he could protest her actions, Violet tugged her lips from his mouth and she dropped to her knees before him, fingers working the zipper of his trousers down and extracting his rapidly swelling cock.
Chuck leaned back against the closed door, staring down at the column of hardened flesh that reared outward from his open fly, its satin knob aimed at the moist red lips of the naked woman whose hot breath bathed his prick as she opened her mouth to claim him.
For a single moment, he felt a concern for his clothing, remembering the many times he had protested against Shirley's overtures when her eager caresses threatened to disarrange his tie or leave a trace of powder on sleeve or lapel.
Then, as Violet's lips embraced his prick, and her slippery tongue began its worshipful dance about the throbbing glans, he cupped her head with both hands, easing his hips forward to push the thick roll farther into her greedy mouth.
He wondered if Shirley was doing the same thing to Dave, wherever the pair was. Or if Dave was on top of that lovely body, shafting her with his hard prong.
The thoughts made him pull Violet's head closer, forcing his own cock deeper, his hips beginning a steady hunching that sent shivers of ecstasy throughout his churning belly.
"We're insane!" he panted, fucking his cock in and out of her slurping lips. "You know that? I haven't felt like this since I was a teenager. Suddenly, I don't give a damn about anything but getting it off with you."
His prick rode over her curled tongue, the head driving far back in her throat, and Violet felt the telltale pulsations of approaching orgasm. Quickly, she clamped a finger and thumb about the base of the strutted column, pressing until he grunted in protest.
"What the hell was that for?" he demanded.
She pulled her head back, lips sliding off the engorged meat. "I didn't want you to come so quickly," she said laughingly. "I just wanted to greet you that way. You know, go down on you the minute you walked in at the door."
He pulled her back to her feet, one hand finding a cherry-tipped breast, and the other fondling her pert ass, fingers sliding into the warm crease. His prick, wet with her saliva, arched throbbingly against her belly, and his balls rolled their concealed spheres in the juicy cleft of her chestnut-haired cunt.
"Do you ever greet Dave like this?" he asked, nostrils flaring at the faint scent of his own jism on the moist lips that reached for his kiss.
"God, no!" she giggled. Then, with a quick frown, she added, "You're right, Chuck. We are crazy. I've wanted to meet Dave just like this, and I know he would have loved it. But, I wouldn't. For some stupid reason, I couldn't."
He touched the tip of his tongue to her lower lip. "I know," he said softly. "It's been the same with Shirley. I guess we're afraid to really let our hair down with the person closest to us."
She kissed him, a long and industrious fusing of lips and tongues, their teeth scraping lightly as they sought an even closer contact. There were no words when she pulled away and led him into the bedroom, undressing him with an eagerness she carried to the big bed.
"Oh, god!" she gasped as his prick slid into the pulsating lips of her hungry snatch. "That cock is driving me mad! That's all I could think about while you were gone."
Chuck forced the last throbbing inch into the slippery nest, and worked his hips in an easy circling, loosening the sleeve before beginning the action they both knew would be all too brief, and Violet's ass wriggled in a counter-motion that increased the delightful massage of hardness against pliant vaginal tissue.
"Would you believe that I did the entire newscast with a hard?" he said tensely. "All I could think of was the things I want to do to you."
She stared into his face with excited eyes. "What, Chuck? What do you want to do? I'll do anything, darling! Anything you want me to!"
He hesitated, lips pursing. "You won't think I'm being selfish?"
"Be selfish!" she exclaimed, her hips jerking for emphasis, shoving the mouth of her cunt tightly about the base of his hilted prong. "I want you to! Use me, darling! Manipulate me!"
"By god!" he grunted. "I will!"
He hauled his cock out of the mushy channel, and rocked back on his heels. "Roll over, baby," he said in a deeper tone, "and slide one of those pillows under your belly."
Violet's body arched and twisted, bouncing as she dropped onto the bed, then bouncing again when she stuffed a fluffy pillow beneath her middle, elevating the rosy cheeks of her shapely ass.
Chuck inserted a knee between her legs, and she spread them wide apart as he mounted her, fitting the head of his prick between her buttocks. He found the tiny circle of her anus, and rubbed the slippery tip of his tool against the sensitive aperture.
Her body tensed, but she held her hips steady as he began pushing, grunting with effort as the powerful sphincter resisted the threatened invasion. Her fingers clutched the sheet, gripping it with clawing motions as the hardness expanded the delicate entrance. Her toes wiggled against the bed, legs straining and quivering.
She grunted as the big knob snapped through the elastic ring, forcing itself into the oily embrace of her intestine, throbbing and flexing as Chuck worked it deeper. Her hips lifted, pushing her straining anus farther onto the thick shaft, and her ass began a sensuous grinding of encouragement.
His cheek pressed against her shoulder, Chuck murmured, "Jesus! I love it this way!"
Violet tightened her colon about his prick. "So do I, darling! I can feel it better! It hurts a little, but it's good!"
Chuck had half his length implanted in her tightly stretched asshole, and he pushed his torso up with both hands to examine the nexus of their passion. It seemed impossible that the tiny anus could contain the thick column that jutted from his hairy crotch to disappear in the infolded lips. A wave of lust washed through his belly, and he drove another inch into the yielding flesh, watching her ass cheeks being tugged inward by the sheer bulk of his prick.
Violet groaned at the increased packing of her tight channel, but it was a groan of pleasure. The frictioning of her sensitive tail sent shivers of delight through the adjacent channel of her cunt, and both passages exuded a flow of hot juice, the oily output of her well-filled colon bathing the throbbing cock and enabling it to slide even farther into her chute.
"Fuck me, Chuck!" she whimpered, grinding the slickened grip about his prick and flexing the powerful muscles of her rectum to squeeze the delightfully hard shaft. "Fuck my ass! It's yours, darling! Everything! My pussy! My mouth! My ass! They're all yours!"
With a savage groan, Chuck pulled his tool back through the undulating passageway, feeling the slippery walls caress his cock in hot convulsions. Then, with another sharp exclamation, he rammed the prick deep and began hunching it in and out, fucking the moaning Violet with deep, satisfying thrusts.
She managed to work one hand beneath her belly, wriggling it down until her fingers found the dripping entrance of her empty cunt. Two of them slipped between the pulsating labia, stiffening to provide a substitute cock upon which she could bounce as Chuck's hammering pushed her down with each powerful insertion.
His arms went about her, hands palming her big breasts and massaging the swollen nipples as he stroked in and out of her ass, banging his scrotal bag into the gaping lips of her pussy where her fingers teased the responsive tissues.
Faster and harder, he rode her wriggling ass with vicious thrusts, his prick driving into the juicy channel and dragging the oily lubricant back to form a slippery puddle about the expanded circle of her bunghole. He was panting with effort and excitement, and his cock jerked inside her, signaling the approach of his orgasm.
"Come in my ass, Chuck!" she cried, shoving her rump higher and working it in a rapid circling. "Let me feel that big prick spurt!"
Chuck was unable to answer. Already, the roiling sperm was surging through his pistoning lance, swelling the ventral ridge in quick pulsations, each one an ecstatic convulsion that sent a helpless quivering through every muscle. With a muffled cry, he rammed the exploding prick to the hilt.
"Oh, damn!" Violet screamed, her body threshing beneath him. "I can feel it! Hot and wet! Oh, darling! I'm gonna come! Ohhhhhhh!... UUUNNNNGGGHHHH!" Her impaled ass chewed and sucked as her vagina flexed and shuddered in answering climax, pouring its hot juices about her busy fingers. In her greedy ass, Chuck poured wad after wad of his thick, ropy come.
Much later, as they lay side by side, still panting from the frantic efforts of their mutual orgasms, Violet said, "I just had a silly and wonderful idea."
He kept his eyes closed as he answered, "If it includes screwing, you'll have to count me out." He laughed softly. "I think I left one of my balls in your tail."
Violet wriggled her way down to peer between his spread legs, planting a wet kiss on each of the leathery spheres, her tongue teasing and bold.
"They're both there, darling," she announced. She rested her cheek on his belly and twisted his chest hair in her fingers.
"Want to know what my idea was?" she purred.
"Yes, damn you," he grinned down at her. "That mouth of yours would give an erection to a eunuch!"
"I was just thinking how it would feel to have you and Dave in me at the same time," she said in a near whisper.
His eyes narrowed. "My god!" he breathed. "Dave would never stand for that. I can see where he might go in for a little swapping around, especially after all that's happened. But I don't think he'd do that."
"Like you said," she argued. "After what he and Shirley have done, he can't very well refuse. We both know they're screwing like crazy." She tapped a fingernail on his chest for emphasis. "Doesn't that make you jealous, darling?"
He hesitated before answering. "It might," he said, "if we weren't doing the same thing. Now that all this has happened, I think I'd like to see those two in action."
Violet's face registered understanding. "Shirley's a lovely woman," she murmured. "Incredibly lovely."
"Hey!" Chuck protested laughingly. "You sound really interested."
"Suppose I was," she answered. "And suppose she felt the same way. Would that be so terrible?^ "Christ!" he gasped. "You're really serious! You and Shirley!" His prick was stiffening against the base of her neck, and she raised her head to watch its slow swelling, encouraging it with a wet flick of her pink tongue across the slitted tip.
"Girls are not as squeamish as boys about things like that," she reminded him. "But you didn't answer me, darling. Would you mind seeing Shirley and me like that?" She opened her mouth wide and took the head of his cock inside, massaging it with her tongue and beginning to suck the throbbing hardness.
Chuck drew a shuddering breath. "Yes!" he cried, hips pushing upward to increase the depth of his insertion in that greedy mouth. "I'd love to see you two in action!" He watched her head bob up and down, lips sliding on his engorged meat. His own mouth was suddenly and ravenously hungry.
"Work that juicy snatch around to where I can reach it!" he groaned, panting as the woman wriggled about, refusing to release her tasty prize. She straddled his head and lowered her wet crotch onto his parted lips, whimpering when his tongue slid inside her pussy.
There was no further need for words. The long-denied lust of their writhing bodies was in complete control.