Chapter 12
Marci saw the big new Caddy parked behind Helen's car in front of the house, and she idled her rig up behind the luxury sedan. California license. Neither one of them knew anyone who drove this kind of car. Some salesman, perhaps?
She left her rig quietly and moved around to the back of the house. She'd gotten through work half an hour early, and had driven right home. Entering quietly by the rear door, she slipped into the kitchen, then the living room. Ahhhh!
A bed-creak from upstairs, and a faint muffled cry of womanly delight. Marci shuddered. Helen was getting fucked! She had found some guy and had brought him home. Good for Helen! Nothing had happened for days; they had been reluctant to try fucking each other, although it was sure to happen sooner or later.
Carl Holt hadn't called or made any effort to repeat the threesome party. Of course, Helen could be getting horned by Carl, but what would he be doing over here in broad daylight? He had three choice pieces right at home.
Now the bed upstairs began creaking again. Helen and her new boyfriend were at it again! Trembling, Marci crept up the stairway and moved along the hallway to Helen's bedroom.
The door was ajar!
"Oh, I don't see how I can keep coming like this!" Helen giggled cozily.
"The more times, the better, huh?" a deep male voice replied.
"I should say so!" Helen cooed. "That's such a nice big cock! Come on now, get it ready. I'm going to come! Ohhhhh! Now! Drive it in my cuuuunt!"
The bed shook, Helen cried out sharply, and her whimpers of total rapture were like daggers in Marci's ears. Marci felt her clit harden and her nipples poked, at her bra. She wore one at work. Helen's moans faded, and a long silence followed.
Shaking with lust, Marci stepped up to the door and inched it open so she could peek into the bedroom. A big handsome, strong looking man was crouched between Helen's outflung thighs, his cock just emerging from her upcurved cunt.
"That was the best one yet, Norm!" Helen purred, staring at his cunt-wet prick. It was huge! It was as long as Carl's, and thicker! But the man was certainly not young; he had graying hair. He was surely past fifty.
But why had he drawn his cock out? Helen didn't appear to care too much. She'd just had a violent orgasm!
Then another odd thing happened. Helen began to fondle her tits and play with her cunt!
Norm watched her, grinning, his huge prick poised for another cuntal invasion . . . when Helen was almost ready to come! What a strange way to fuck! Still, a man that age had to be either a satyr or very careful with his spurts of jism.
Marci felt her cunt drooling into her panties. Her bra was too snug. She opened her blouse and unfastened the bra, letting her tits free. Ohhhh, much better! But should she just stand there, watching, or do something?
She decided she would simply not spoil Helen's fun time. Helen hadn't had much prick since her husband's death. She needed this badly. Carl, the bastard, might never ask her for another fuck. He hadn't called Marci, either.
She backed away from the bedroom door, and crept downstairs. She was so hot and flustered she couldn't think straight. But she did know one thing--she had to pop her fun gun! More bed creaking and a fierce cry of delight from Helen underlined Marci's craving.
Moving into the downstairs bathroom, she closed the door, locked it, and slid her pants and panties to the floor. She took her blouse off, got rid of the loosened bra, and settled herself down for her goodie trip. There came a time when a girl simply had to feel relief!
She angled her crotch up, spread the flesh away from her tender, tensing clitoris, and teased the stem just below the tip of her pleasure spot. Ohhhhh! How she needed this! Stings of erotic delight spread from her clit. She cuddled her tits in her left hand, one at a time. She loved to watch her nipples erect and stiffen. The nerves between her boobs and her cunt were becoming more excited. Ohhhhh, damn! She had to rush this first one! Nnnnnnn! Ohhhhhh!
Could she ever turn on for a man Norm's age? Well, he surely looked sexy enough, and he had a cock like a stallion. Some girls her age did get it on with men old enough to be their fathers. It was a fact of life in a man-shortage society. She knew one senior girl at seventeen who had married one of the high school instructors, aged past forty. They had been found fucking away in the girls' locker rooms, after hours.
"Ohhhhhh!" she whimpered, rubbing the root of her clit. "Ohhhhh, it's coming now. Uhhhhh! Fuuuuck!"
The throbs of her climax shook her thighs and the toilet seat creaked. Her quick uphunches, as her little girl cock went off, made more noise than she liked, but when she was into her come fun nothing else mattered!
Ohhhh, she wouldn't wait this long again. Somehow she and Helen hadn't fucked each other yet; it was a whole new thing, and maybe they needed a man to inspire them.
She cupped her cunt for the after-twinges, resting back while she played with her swollen tits. How long had Norm and Helen been fucking, anyway? Marci felt a swift rise of envy. If Helen could find some sexy guy, why couldn't a pussy Marci's age? As soon as possible she would fix herself up and visit a night club, maybe down at Beach Haven.
Or she could put on a bikini and visit the local beach. Sometimes a few college age studs showed up. Damn!
Helen was about ready to call it quits! Her brain said keep going but her cunt was about through for one day. Norm rested on his back at her right, cupping her swollen, leaking cunt, his prick still half-hard. He hadn't squirted his load! How he could hold it so long she didn't know!
"I wish you could stay right here!" Helen giggled, patting his cock. "But I have to consider Marci--"
"I understand," he smiled. "I'll check in at a motel down town, and call you later, and we can work out from there. What about dinner with me tonight?"
"Oh, I'd love it!" Helen gushed.
He started to leave the bed. She grabbed his arm. "Norm, aren't you going to--come?"
"Why not wait until tonight?" he chuckled. "If you're interested in more action."
"Oh, am I!" she exclaimed. "The more the better!"
He grinned. "You're a fine, cooperative woman, Helen . . . "
"Well, is he good?" Marci asked Helen. They were in the living room. Marci had put on shorts and halter and Helen wore the same. Helen flushed.
"I suppose you heard us--"
"Yes, I did!" Marci giggled. "Talk about coming! You just couldn't quit!"
"I never met anyone like him!" Helen said, her face still pinked. "He spread me out on the bed, and--well, I played with myself! Just when I was ready to come, he'd run his prick in! I almost fainted, every time!"
Marci laughed. "That is different. But if it's fun, why not? I sure do envy you!"
Helen sighed. "We're having dinner later. You know, I wish you could--come along, Marci."
Marci shivered. "Now, that wouldn't be fair to you."
"But he didn't even--come once!" Helen breathed. "I bet-he could take care of you, too."
"A man that old," Mara said. "I don't know--"
"You won't notice his age when he starts getting you ready!" Helen giggled. "He loves breasts. He made mine really stand up and beg!"
"Well, if you think it would be all right," Marci said, her cunt already tingling. "We sure can't expect much from Carl. I mean, it was wonderful, and we learned what we could do, but that's it. He hasn't called once!"
"I know, honey," Helen sighed. "Right now we don't need him."
The night club in Beach Haven was crowded with summer tourists and sport fishermen. Marci was terribly excited, because Norm had invited her to come along on the date! They had had dinner earlier, and now they were having a few drinks to loosen up' for the festivities ahead.
On the dance floor with Norm, she shivered as his arm tightened around her waist. She had certainly never realized that a smooth, clever man his age could stir her desires. What she had heard and seen at home had surely convinced her that he knew his way around in a bedroom!
"I'm highly flattered you wanted to come along with Helen and me," he murmured in her ear.
"Oh, I think it's going to be funnn!" she giggled, pushing her crotch in against his basket.
"I'll do my very best," he said. "Helen is a really fine sensual woman."
"She needs it and a lot of it!" Marci giggled. They were having martinis, and Marci was not used to taking much liquor. She was really floating. Her finger fun in the bathroom hadn't tamed her passion. The threesome with Carl had shown her depths of passion she hadn't been aware of before. She felt certain she could come off as many times as Helen could!
There was a break in the music, and Norm led her back to the corner booth. It was in deep shadow, and he slid in between Marci and Helen. Marci pressed her leg against his, trembling. She was ready! And she could tell from Helen's actions that the widow was primed for fun, too.
"Isn't it time we went to your motel, hunk?" Helen giggled. "I'm so horny I can't sit still!"
"Whatever you girls want," Norm said, returning the leg press Marci was delivering. She and Helen wore summer frocks, with a bare mini-mom underneath--panties. Casual dress was the norm at Beach Haven. Some girls present wore shorts and halters.
Out in Norm's big car, Marci sat next to him. Her skirt hem was back, almost to her crotch, and the deep "V" of her frock top- displayed her thrusting tits alluringly.
Marci felt a sharp, wild excitement. Carl Holt had shown she and Helen what a threesome was like, they'd had oceans of fun, and now she was ready for an all-out fuck effort! Norm was smooth, sophisticated and, above all, experienced! Following her afternoon of erotic discovery, Helen had taken a nap; now she was ready to fuck up a storm!
When Norm pulled up in front of a luxury motel unit, and escorted the girls inside, Marci knew this would be a night to remember. A portable bar, with liquor, ice and mixers had been brought in from the adjoining lounge; there were two queen sized beds, two bathrooms. Music played softly in the back-ground.
"A drink, girls?" Norm said grandly.
"I'm already ready!" Helen laughed, rubbing herself against Norm, her jutting breasts almost ready to push out in sight. Her décolletage was even more daring than Marci's, "Later, then," Norm grinned, drawing Helen down on the rim of the nearest bed. He lifted her tits out of the deeply cut vee and kissed her on the mouth.
Marci mixed herself a highball, vodka and soda. Watching him play with Helen's big, shapely boobs sent flurries of need up and down Marci's bod. He was good with Helen's tits, just as she had said. He made a ceremony of fondling, shaping and teasing Helen's jutting boobs. Helen's whine of pleasure was loud and definite. The tent in Norm's dress pants was definite, too. He was hung even more generously than Carl, which was saying quite a lot!
Marci sat her drink down, lifted her tits out of the top- of her frock, and sat down at Norm's right. Giggling, she shaped the cock bulge in his pants. Ohhh! Her cunt was wet, she was dying for her share of this big stud's prick!
Okay, he was going to continue enjoying Helen, so Marci unzipped his pants and reached inside. His boxer briefs gave her access to bare cockflesh, and she worked it out in sight. Nummmmy! The thick, virile pillar seemed to burn her eager fingers! The spicy aroma from his nuts was like a strong drug in her senses . . .
Helen was living! Here he was again, juicing her cunt with his tireless fondling of her achy tits. God, how he loved a good set of knockers! Her nipples were stiff and tender, poking far out as he 'milked' her swollen breast tips. His tongue in her mouth was arousing delicious responses. She relaxed, letting him enjoy his tit play.
Marci had his prick out! She wouldn't miss a chance to get her hands on his meat! Marci hadn't had any cock since the party in the cabin at the back of Holt place. Norm would take care of her prick hungers, and a lot more!
At last Norm lifted his mouth from Helen's puffing lips.
"Marci, what are you doing with my cock!" he chuckled.
"Getting acquainted with it, stud!" Marci giggled.
Helen shivered .with naked lust. Her cunt was drooling into bier bikini panties, and she wished Norm would get his hand down where the action started, where it counted--in her cunt!
But instead he chuckled, drew away and stood beside the bed. He removed his shirt and got out of his trousers and shorts. Helen stared at his high-slanted prick, and so did Marci. They moved from the bed and lifted their frocks over their heads.
"Now, that's better," Norm smiled, gazing at Marci. Sure, she was fresh and young, the 'new' pussy.
"Panties off, too!" Helen exclaimed. She slid her wet-crotched panty to the floor and Marci did the same. Their shoes had been removed earlier.
"Now what?" Marci laughed. She couldn't keep her eyes off his rigid prick.
"Let's have a drink and talk it over," Norm grinned.
"Pussy teaser!" Helen laughed. But there was plenty of time, and he had to be careful about spreading his prick around at random! They moved to the refreshment table . . .
Norm felt like he'd just won a big lottery prize. Instead of money he had two willing, eager cunts. He hadn't horned a girl as young as Marci in a long time. He ran into a lot of opportunities in the under-twenty age bracket, but it was usually a case of fresh, pretty puss trading her cunt for favors.
Marci was table pussy. The twist of her limber ass when she walked, her long full thighs, the hot gleam in her eyes when she stared at his prick, gave him the clues he needed. Before the night was over he might gobble Helen's cunt, too--but that fresh young pussy was tastier.
"How do you like oral, Marci?" he asked, slyly.
"To tell you the truth, nobody ever gave me a real good cunt suck!" Marci giggled. She didn't mention what she and Helen had done; that was their business.
Norm's cock tensed. He sipped at his drink and grinned at Marci. "About time I gave you one, huh?"
"I'd adore it!" Marci cooed, reaching down to hold his cock.
"Oh, I want to watch this!" Helen giggled.
"Well, both of you spread out on the bed, and you never can tell what will happen," he smiled.
The girls put their drinks aside and moved quickly onto the nearest bed. The aroma of cunt drifted into his nostrils. He moved to his knees between Marci's fine, full thighs. Her puffy cunt already showed pink, inner flesh. It was ready, man. Her tits stood high. He would enjoy them later.
Marci trembled with anticipation. Somehow she knew that Norm would be a master craftsman in the cunt-eating department! Helen hadn't mentioned any oral; she had been too entranced with the ploy of fondling her cunt and letting him run his meat in lust as she went off.
One afternoon's fuck session didn't have to include everything!
Norm leaned his head down and scooted his hands beneath Marci's ass. His eyes gleamed, his fingers dug into her butt. Helen rested on her left side, watching intently. As His lips touched Marci's cunt, as she arched it up for his attentions, she reached for her tits and began playing with them. He grinned.
His tongue darted between her eager labia. Stings of need whirled across Marci's loins, her clit began to ache. He sipped at her pussy, licking up her cunt juice! A real 'gash hound!' He lifted her ass slightly, she angled her crotch higher, and his tongue snaked into her cunt!
"Ohhhh!" Marci whined. "Ohhhh, that's where it's at!"
"Mmmmmmm!! " he said, his voice muffled. His probe stroked deep again! More fun sensations raced through her crotch and up to her hand-held tits. His tongue was so long! In and out, in and out! The cling of his lips to her expanded cunt lips, the sucking action, surged her passion higher. Her nipples hardened, she started to fondle them.
Suddenly Helen was leaning over Marci! Helen's head came down, she sucked a tender nipple up in her lips. Ohhhh, it was so damn good! Marci reached under and fondled Helen's boobs. Now Norm was sliding his mouth up to Marci's clit. his lips closed on her tender sex bud, and more nuances of pure delight swept through her pelvis.
"Ohhhhh!" Marci whined. "Ohhhh, I'm coming!"
Her lovers couldn't answer. Oh, but they were doing it instead of talking, and that was the important thing! Norm lipped Marci's clit into luscious hardness and just as she started her come throbs, his mouth lifted, he rared forward and drove his huge hot thick cock into her palpitating cunt!
The swift, erotic invasion of her cuntal deeps, the ram of his big knob at the center of her passion, brought a fierce cry from her throat! Her cunt was coming, coming, coming! Her tits heaved! Helen had drawn away when Norm mounted Marci, and now it was his show, entirely.
His hard, virile thrusts at her depths sent waves of come fun all through her being!
"Damn!" he muttered. He hunched one more hard time and drew out! She hated that--but she was coming off so beautifully she didn't care! He'd been in her cunt long enough to ignite a hot, erotic blaze in her deeps!
"Ohhh, ohhh, ohhhh!" she cried, as her fun gun went offfff!