Chapter 10
They were sitting in their own living room, halfway through a bottle of wine and Charlie mellow and smiling. "Get the Vaseline," he said.
A week had passed since the party, since Charlie's discovery of Susan. He'd claimed her from Helen and Marvin and brought her back home. But things were different now. It was almost like they had a new marriage, like Charlie was someone else, like she was someone else. Charlie knew everything about her, he'd made her tell him every detail, even the nasty things. He'd been amused. He'd looked at her and smiled and said he never knew she had it in her. Then he did all the nasty things to her himself and Susan realized she could get from Charlie whatever she'd had from the others.
She went for the Vaseline. She carried it back to the living room and Charlie said, "Grease your ass-hole. Do it here so I can watch."
He hardly ever fucked her pussy, nearly always her ass. She didn't mind. She loved it in the ass now. Her ass-hole was much more sensitive than her pussy and she loved having his thick cock sliding in and out of her butt and then ramming hard when he came. He said she now had the biggest ass-hole he'd ever seen on a woman, but he said it was great for ass-fucking because she could still make it tight by clamping down.
Turning her back to him, she knelt on the rug, raised her skirt over her ass and pulled her panties down to her knees. Then she opened the jar of Vaseline, scooped some of the grease with her fingers and brought it to the crack of her ass.
She slowly rubbed her fingers up and down in her asscrack and dabbed some of the Vaseline inside her ass-hole. Charlie was right about her ass-hole. She could slip two fingers inside without any trouble.
"What are you doing?" Charlie said. "I didn't tell you to jerk off."
"I'm not jerking off, Charlie. I'm just putting some Vaseline inside."
"Did they make you do that?"
"Sometimes. Usually someone else did it."
"You really got off on that guy Gordon's big prick, huh?"
"I thought we weren't going to talk about that any more."
"Answer the question, cunt."
"Yes, it was nice."
"Show me three fingers in your ass."
"I don't know if I can."
"Go on, do it before I get mad."
She looked over her shoulder at him. She was disappointed because he didn't have his cock out. Probing her ass-hole again, she bunched three fingers together and began working them inside her shitter.
He chuckled. "There you go."
"It's too much..."
"The hell it is. Loosen it up, work the grease around while I get ready. You want my cock up your ass, don't you?" "Yes!"
"Then keep fucking yourself."
She closed her eyes and concentrated on the feel of her fingers churning inside her ass-hole. It felt good, not as good as a cock would feel, but good enough. She waited for him. She wanted his hard cock reaming out her shittube. It was strange how everything had changed in their lives.
Charlie finally dropped his pants and shorts and went down on his knees behind her. He was too turned on to play around any more. Watching her finger-fuck her own ass-hole had made his cock as hard as iron and he was ready to fuck. He pushed her hands away from her ass and went to work.
A deep groan came out of her throat as Charlie's cockhead slid easily inside her shithole.
Oh, yes, indeed, she thought. There was nothing like it. She clamped down just enough to feel him stretching her shitter, and then she spread her legs and lowered her head to the floor and begged him to fuck her.
"What's your hurry?" he teased. "Let it soak a while."
"Please, Charlie..."
He chuckled and began a deep fucking of his cock in and out of her wide open ass. He liked her like this, still dressed, nothing but her lush white ass exposed, her gaping bunghole sucking at his sliding dick. She was all his now. Last night he dropped a pile of shit on her tits and she loved it. This morning when he woke up he found her sucking his nuts.
"Something special, tonight," he said.
"What's that, Charlie?"
"I've asked some friends to come over about nine o'clock. Bill Stewart and his wife. Her name's Doreen. They know all about you."
"Oh, Charlie, why did you do that? Why did you tell them?"
He smacked her ass a few times with the flat of his hand. "Because I felt like it, that's why. And you'd better be nice to them."
"I don't know them."
"You'll know them tonight. Now tighten your ass, bitch, I'm getting close."
He came soon after that. He grunted and squeezed her ass-cheeks and dumped his load in her ass-hole. She spasmed as soon as she felt his spunk-enema in her bowels. She tightened her ass-hole and sucked the hot cream out of his balls.
After that Charlie left the house to take care of some business. Susan went upstairs to shower and when she was dry again she stretched out on the bed and wondered what kind of an evening she had in store for her. These days Charlie could be mean and unpredictable. She had to admit that now she liked him that way, but she did feel afraid. She had no idea who Bill and Doreen Stewart were and she knew she'd feel uncomfortable with them if they knew that much about her.
Raising her knees, she slipped a hand into her crotch and fingered her pussy. Charlie had fucked her ass beautifully, but she needed something in her pussy sometimes.
She sent the other hand under her ass to deal with her ass-hole and she began strumming her clit.
My stiff little clittie, she thought. She pictured Charlie's cock sliding in and out of her ass and it wasn't long before she began shaking and shuddering and groaning.
When the Stewarts arrived at nine o'clock that evening, Susan was surprised at how nice they were. Or at least they seemed nice, certainly polite and laid back enough to make you feel comfortable. She was surprised Charlie had friends like this, but then she'd come to realize she didn't know all that much about Charlie, the way he didn't know all that much about her.
Bill Stewart was short and stocky, with a smiling face and black hair on the back of each hand. Susan thought he looked sexy. She imagined his body was covered with black hair, all over his chest and belly and around his cock. She couldn't look at a man these days without picturing his cock. She guessed Bill's cock would be short and thick and powerful-looking.
Doreen Stewart was tall and blonde. She had long lovely legs and narrow hips and small tits. She kept crossing and recrossing her long legs as she sat on the sofa, and more than once Susan caught a glimpse of bare thigh flesh. Susan wondered what Doreen's pussy was like. A long time had passed since she'd been near another woman and she was beginning to miss it.
They sat in the living room drinking and talking and getting to know each other. They had some good music on the stereo, and after a while Charlie and Doreen got up to dance. Bill moved over to sit next to Susan and he put his arm around her. "You're very attractive," Bill said. Susan smiled. "Thank you." "Do you like Doreen?" "She's very nice."
"She's already told me she wants you to suck her pussy. She said it as soon as we walked in."
Susan blushed. "Well, I..."
"She thinks you're a knockout."
Then Susan noticed that Charlie and Doreen were dancing close. Charlie had both his hands on Doreen's ass. Bill noticed it too and he chuckled. His arm tightened around Susan's shoulders and he fluttered his tongue inside her ear.
When Charlie and Doreen stopped dancing, Charlie looked at Susan and said, "Doreen's dying to have a look at your tits. Come on, honey, get up here and show us some skin."
Charlie made Susan get up, and then he and Doreen sat down next to Bill on the sofa.
Susan looked at Charlie and blushed. "Charlie, I..."
"Do it," Charlie growled.
She told herself she had no choice. A thrill ran through her as she slipped the spaghetti straps of her dress off her shoulder. The top of her dress dropped to her waist and her big thick-nippled tits were suddenly bare.
"Christ, look at the knockers," Bill said.
Doreen smiled. "Beautiful, just beautiful."
Susan was into it now. She moved her body, swayed to the beat of the music and slid her hands under her tits to hold them up. She rolled her thumbs over her nipples, slapped the hard tips back and forth to bring them out even more.
After a while it seemed natural to peel her dress off, push it down over her ass and drop it to her ankles. She stepped out of it, and then she bent over with her tits hanging like balloons to pick the dress up from the floor.
She was naked now. She still wore a garter belt and nylons and high-heeled sandals, but all the essentials were exposed, including her bald pussy.
The Stewarts went wild over her pussy. Charlie made her show it from both front and back. Then he made her bend over so they could get a good look at her ass-hole. The way they talked about her ass-hole made her tremble. Someone even touched it. She felt a fingertip stroking the rim of her bunghole. She thought it was Doreen's finger, but she wasn't sure.
Then Bill said he had to go to the John and Charlie ordered Susan to go along with him.
Susan wanted to hide in a corner somewhere when she saw Doreen's mocking smile. Doreen knew everything, all right. Doreen knew and Bill knew and there was nothing she could do about it. Maybe she wanted it. Maybe this was what she'd been waiting for all her life. She was standing there naked while all the others were dressed and now she'd been ordered to go to the John with Bill.
She went along. Bill made her walk in front of him so he could watch the wiggle of her ass in her garter belt and nylons and high heels. She led him to the upstairs bathroom because it was larger, more room to move around. She had no idea what to expect from him. She knew what Charlie liked, but Bill was almost a total stranger.
When they were inside the bathroom, Bill slipped his arm around her waist. "You're a cutie. Do you like cock?"
"Well, yes, I guess so..."
His hand dropped from her waist and moved over her ass and between her ass-cheeks. She found herself spreading her legs to let him get his fingers inside her pussy from behind. Then he nuzzled her ear.
"Charlie says you like piss."
Susan's heart pounded. "Sometimes Charlie talks too much."
"Go on, take my cock out, I'll give you a mouthful."
"If we're going to do that, we can do it in the bedroom."
He chuckled. "You mean because you won't spill any of it?"
She blushed and walked out of the bathroom and he followed her. She sat on the edge of the bed and when he came up to her she pulled his zipper down and struggled with his underwear to get his cock out.
Finally his prick was out of his fly. It was like she'd expected, a short thick cock with a fat knob almost purple in color. His cock was soft, but even so it was thick enough to be interesting. Opening her mouth, she lifted his prick with her fingers and sucked his cockhead between her lips.
She wet his cockhead with her saliva and then she pulled her mouth off and looked up at him. "Don't do it all at once," she said. "If you do it all at once I might spill it."
His face was flushed and his breathing heavy. "Don't worry, cutie. Go on, take it in your mouth again and we'll play the Lady and the
Fireman."
She smiled at him. She liked him. He was nicer than some of the other friends of Charlie's she'd met. She slurped his cock into her mouth again and as soon as she had the knob of his cock well behind her teeth he started pissing.
He gave it to her in spurts and because of that she was able to get all of it without losing a drop.
She loved it. It turned her on now to suck the piss out of a cock, especially when the cock was warm and fat like this one. She pulled every drop of piss out of his prick, and when he was finished she continued sucking and soon had his cock stiff and throbbing and ready for fucking.
"Fuck me in the ass," she said. "Would you like to do that?"
He curled his fingers around his prick and pulled his foreskin back and forth over his cockhead. "Show it to me. Show me your ass-hole again."
She knelt on the bed with her ass in the air while he unbuckled his belt and dropped his pants and shorts to the floor. He ran his hands over her ass, tickled her smooth hairless cunt lips and then circled the rim of her ass-hole with a fingertip.
"I'll fuck your pussy first," he said. "Okay, but stick it in now, stick it in and fuck me."
Later, when they went downstairs to the living room, they found Charlie fucking Doreen on the floor in the same position they'd been using upstairs on the bed.
Susan sat down and watched Charlie slowly fuck his cock in and out of Doreen's ass.
Susan thought Doreen was gorgeous, even better naked than dressed. Sometimes when a girl was thin she looked better with clothes on, but not Doreen. She was built like a thoroughbred, small pink-nippled tits, long legs and a firm little ass. Charlie seemed to have no trouble getting in and out of Doreen's ass-hole and Susan suspected the blonde got plenty of it from Bill.
Then Charlie looked at Susan and said, "Come over here, bitch. Get underneath her and work on her twat."
Susan was more than willing. She slid on her back, pushed herself between their legs until she had Doreen's blonde pussy over her face. She asked Bill for a pillow, reached out to grab it and slid it under her head. This brought her face closer to Doreen's crotch and now she was able to go to town.
She licked up and down in the juice-drenched gash of Doreen's cunt. The blonde had a lovely little clit and a succulent cunthole. A steady stream of thick white cuntslime oozed out of Doreen's cunthole to drip on Susan's fluttering tongue.
Suddenly Char he called Susan's name and told her to get some saliva on his dick. When Susan pulled her mouth off Doreen's pussy, Charlie's cockhead dropped down on her lips and she gobbled it up.
It thrilled her to have his cock in her mouth. She could taste Doreen's ass. She worked up a load of saliva and covered his prick with it. Then Charlie pulled his cock out of her mouth and pushed it back inside Doreen's ass.
Finally Charlie shot his load. He humped Doreen's ass as the jism spurted out of his cock to fill her shitter. Susan worked on Doreen's clit and the blonde got off at least twice before Charlie finished.
When they finally broke apart, Doreen was still kneeling on all fours on the rug and Susan had a good look at the blonde's ravaged ass. It turned Susan on to see Charlie's jism slowly oozing out of Doreen's gaping ass-hole.
Charlie snickered. "Go on, suck the shit out of her ass. Later we'll put the leather on you. Doreen says she wants to tie you up and whip your butt. Go on, bitch, suck the lady's ass-hole."
Susan shuddered and moved forward with her lips pursed and her tongue wagging. She had a new life now. She wondered how badly Doreen would treat her. Would she be as mean as Helen? Susan shivered with excitement as she slowly worked her tongue inside Doreen's tight little ass-hole.