Chapter 13
Helen watched Marci have her cunt-suck and prick-stroke orgasm. What a sight, what an inspiration! Marci was shaking and whimpering, her hips thrusting upward with the beat, beat, beat of her violent climax.
"Ohhh, oh, ohhhh!" Marci gasped. "Ohhhhh, get your prick back in my cuuuunt!"
Norm grinned and slid his best finger slickly into Marci's uptilted pussy. She moaned and hunched up, up, and up again! At last her fun diminished, and she relaxed, breathing hard, staring up at Norm like he was the Master of all Cocksmen.
"You teaser!" Marci giggled. "It sure went off big!"
He smiled, pumping his finger in her cunt. "I have to save myself, Marci. You two are enough to make me be very careful!"
"Oh, I understand," Marci said, gazing at his huge, pussy-wet prick. "Now, are you going to eat Helen?"
"Oh, I like what we did this afternoon, Norm!" Helen exclaimed. "I can't think of anything better!"
Norm grinned, and moved over between Helen's opened shanks. She shot her right hand down to her cunt, and her left hand went to her tits. Norm positioned himself for the Big Stroke, and Helen began playing with her cunt and breasts.
Suddenly Marci was leaning over Helen, her eyes shining. "Let me suck your tits, honey! I want it to be real good for you!"
"Yes!" Helen breathed. "Yes, that'll make it sweeter!"
Marci's puffy red lips closed around Helen's left nipple. The soft sucks and tongue glides across her tender tit spire gave Helen a new rich thrill. Her hand moved faster on her cunt. Ohhh, she would soon be ready for Norm's huge cock!
"Play it along, Helen," Norm murmured. "Make it last. We have all kinds of time here."
"Well, I'll try!" Helen breathed. She had a finger on each side of her clit. It was tensing and quivering, shooting stings of delight all through her lower body and up to her breasts, where Marci was sucking and kissing those peaked-up mounds of flesh.
Helen could not quite understand why this masturbation ploy pleased her so much. Maybe because she'd played with her cunt so often before marriage, during it, and afterward. Her late husband surely hadn't tried to find out what pleased her! Norm had hit on the very thing that satisfied her furious cravings.
The anticipation seemed to make her want his prick even more. It was ready and waiting at the very moment of her orgasm. He was right about 'playing it along.' She had certainly learned that at an early age.
Now Marci was helping! That girl deserved her share of Norm's skill, and more. Her tit sucks and tongue coiling were just delightful! Helen was so pleased that Marci loved having her pussy sucked. Helen could think of things she liked better--and Marci could satisfy his urges to eat cunt. Some men adored it, some men didn't.
"Oh, after while let me suck your cock, Norm!" Helen breathed, inching her passion toward her climax.
"Sure, Helen. Not too much, though."
"Oh, good! Norm, I'm--ready!"
She stroked her clit faster and faster! The honey of her need began to pulse from her girlie cock, and she cried out!
Norm was ready. He came forward, stroked his huge cock swiftly into her cunt. Her first climactic throbs were pure heaven! Her flesh clasped and tightened on his driving prick! Sock, sock, jab! Her fun gun was shooting wildly, furiously.
He rammed his prick deep, soaked it there while she shook and shivered, tasting the luscious hammering throbs of her goodies. Her legs shook, her tits arched up at Marci's mouth.
Finally he drew his cock out, and sat back on his heels, smiling and caressing her inner thighs, her quaking cunt mouth.
"Oh, that was the best one yet, Norm!" she breathed . . .
Marci was feverish with anticipation. Her gun needed firing, too! Having her cunt sucked, and then fucked, had given her a pack of thrills, but it really was her turn, now.
Norm looked at her, smiled and motioned her to lie on her back, like Helen. Marci wasted no time! She moved into her pose and spread her legs. He slipped over between her thighs, gazing down at her tits, her cunt. His long thick cock tensed.
"Go ahead and make it hot, Marci," he grinned.
"It won't take me long!" she giggled, her right hand shooting down to her puffy, leaking cunt. Before she got her left hand up to her breasts, Helen was leaning over, her head lowering to Marci's tits. Tit for tit!
"Yes, kiss them, honey!" Marci breathed, pushing her boobs high for Helen. Helen began to kiss and suck Marci's nipples, and Marci started her pussy play. Norm watched and smiled. He'd been with two or more girls before, surely. He was so smooth and sophisticated.
Shivering, Marci fondled her cunt. Staring at his prick while she played with her clit and pussy was a terrific fun trip! Helen's sips and sucks on Marci's nipples increased the suspense. Ohhhh, her passion was climbing swiftly! She tried to delay it, the way Helen had, but the craving was too strong! Her hand moved faster, her clit tensed!
"Ohhhh, hit me, Norm!" she whimpered. "I'm coming offff!"
He swept forward, his huge prick stroked with unerring accuracy into her shivery, coming cunt! The sudden jar of his cockhead at her tender cuntal deeps, the twitch of her prick-famished cunt around his cock, soared her into fun land! Her entire body seemed to palpitate and respond to his virile presence. His dangling nuts added to her thrall! She shouted as her throbbing orgasm surged through her body, pound after luscious pound . . .
Helen, a nipple in her lips, felt the twang of Marci's cunt as she had her goodies. Ohhhh, how Marci could go offff! This young, sweet pussy was just what she and Norm both needed! Helen drew her head back and watched as Norm fed his prick to Marci's uptilted, eager cunt.
His face looked taut. He was not drawing his cock out! His nuts were pulling up! He was going to squirt his rusty load in Marci's young, fresh cunt! He surely deserved it after all the pleasure he had brought Helen and Marci!
"Yeahhhh!" he uttered, stroking faster. Helen shook with envy and passion. Her right hand shot to her cunt. She was going to make the scene when Norm did! If Marci missed the good stuff it would be her own fault! But Marci was fully aware of events, and she was getting drilled, but good! Her rich, rounded thighs drew away back, her cunt angled higher. The rhythmic slap-slap of Norm's cock root against Marci's leaky, swollen cunt mouth was the kind of bedroom music that Helen loved!
"Ohhhhh, it's coming!" Marci cried, her face twisted with lust. "Shoot your load, stud! Fill my cunt with jism!"
Norm muttered thickly, his ass lurched, his back arched and suddenly he was into his short strokes, the hard, jarring hunches that would draw his semen.
Helen whipped her hand on her cunt. She was having her fun, too! Yesss! Ohhhh, right on! Her clit pulsed, her hand-fondled tits arched high, and the throb, throb, throb of her gun fun shook her whole body . . .
Marci felt the power of Norm's attack, and her cunt responded with delicious cuntal clenching! Carl had aroused a storm in her deeps, he had made her climaxes very intense and satisfying, but Norm was better! His virility stirred her in a way that Carl's hadn't.
The waves of delight that swept her loins and her breasts were totally wonderful! Her legs dropped as the sugary after-fun pulsed through her crotch, her cunt, her breasts. This was what a fuck was all about. She had drawn his load! She was on the high pillow, and her cunt knew it . . .
Norm rested on Marci's young, fresh body, his cock socked in deep. Damn! Getting his nuts cracked after holding back so long was a hell of a change. Helen would have to forgive him for dumping his big load in Marci's fresh young cunt. It was simply too tempting! But Helen understood, she was reaching over and patting him on the ass.
Women her age could not be too damned particular.
"Oh, you two really come good together!" Helen giggled. "I just adore watching you!"
"You'll get the next big load, Helen," he said.
"Yes, I want you to, Helen!" Marci breathed. Her thighs squeezed him, she curved her tits up more snugly to his chest. He let his meat soak a few more delicious seconds, and lifted up. Both of his bedmates stared as his prick came slowly out of Marci's swollen, leaking cunt.
"Oh, that's sexy'! ? ', Helen murmured, her face flushed with new passion. "You sure shot a big gob of jism, Norm!"
He chuckled, resting back on his knees, cunt juice and semen dribbling down his still half-hard prick. Helen handed him a towel she had brought to bed.
Before the towel touched his prick, Helen blurted.
"Let me lick it, please!"
"Hey, go ahead," Norm said . . .
Marci watched as Helen moved over and lowered her head to Norm's cock, streaked with her pussy juice and white come globs. Marci felt certain that Helen had never done anything like this in her life! But if she craved prick in her mouth, with flavors of pussy wetness and jism, let her have her fun!
Helen lapped and sucked and finally took Norm's cock in her mouth. She moaned with pleasure, her head moving up and down as she mouth-fucked his prick.
The three of them had so many sexy things they could do together. She did owe Carl Holt, but she had paid for her 'music' lessons several times over; she had given him her cherry. After losing it she realized that a maidenhead did have some value in some places. But it was gone now, and good riddance! She could fuck and not worry about it.
"Hey, that's enough, Helen," Norm said, easing Helen's greedy mouth from his prick. "I do need a rest. Why don't you girls have a little fun while I recuperate?"
Marci remembered the threesome with Carl, and she giggled, looking over at Helen:
"Let's do it, Helen!"
"If our big stallion wants it, why not?" Helen laughed. "But I think we ought to freshen our cunts, first!"
Marci nodded. She and Helen left the bed and wiggled into the bathroom. As the door closed they swept together, tit to tit and cunt to cunt. Their mouths clamped, their tongues dived back and forth. Marci shuddered. It was like before, only better! She was glad now they hadn't tried fucking with no stud present.
We need a man to stir our passions, Marci thought. That's the right stuff, too. I would never want to get 'hooked' on just pussy! Once we get going, though, it's really far out! She's smearing his jism all around on her cunt, she's hunching at me like she's ready to get her goodies!
Oh, she watched Norm pump his load in my cunt, and she's ready to rumble! Ohhhh, come, Helen! Come good and hard!
Marci backed up against a vanity bench, spread her thighs, and gave Helen plenty of room to finish her cunt fuck. Helen stroked and stroked, breathing hard, her face taut with lust.
"Ohhh, that's nice pussy!" Helen breathed. "Don't move, Marci. It's coming! Ohhhhh, I just have to get one! Uhhhhh! Ohhhh! Here it comes! Owwwww! Ohhhhh, OHHH!"
Marci felt the sweet twitch of Helen's coming cunt, and her own cunt began to respond! The swift jiggle of Helen's cunt, the sticky joining, the lingering aroma of spent semen, all blended into a luscious togetherness. The vanity table creaked as Helen drove swiftly to her orgasm. Ohhh, those last hard, vivid strokes started Marci's cunt thrills!
Suddenly the bathroom door opened and Norm peered in, grinning. His cock was angled up high again.
"Go for it, girls!" he chuckled. "Go big!"
Marci was too far along to stop-, anyway! She cried out as the lancing stings of delight shot down her thighs, up to her pulsing clit, and on up to her quivering, swollen tits.
She gripped Helen's ass and stroked her own crotch. They panted and strained together. It was a wonderful moment. They had so many long summer days to get better acquainted! Norm would show them new ways to enjoy their sex.
A few days later Marci noticed that the big Holt house was vacant. She hoped all four of them eventually would find what they were seeking. Her piano lessons had proven quite productive! From now on her 'lessons' would be in the bedroom, with Norm and Helen.
Norm leased a comfortable house across town. Marci still had her job to consider, and after all, Helen had been a very proper widow for years and years. What happened at night, when Norm came to visit, was their business.
"Here he comes now!" Helen whispered to Marci.
They stood near the front door of their home, wearing only bikini panties. It was nine-thirty, the appointed time for Norm's arrival. He hadn't visited in several days; he had gone down to Oakland on business. Marci and Helen were ready for a party!
Marci heard him move onto the front porch. The doorbell rang. Lights in the living room had been dimmed. Where they stood they made silhouettes against the radiance farther back.
"Come in!" Helen called.
The door opened. Norm stood there a moment staring.
"I'll be damned!" he exclaimed. He wore summer clothes. The day had been warm.
"The man who enters here is going to get fucked!" Helen exclaimed. "Get your cock out and prepare yourself!"
Norm laughed. He closed the door. Marci watched, trembling, as he unzipped his pants and hauled out his big, long thickening cock. It was so beautiful!
"All right, big stud, take your pick of pussy!" Marci giggled. "Then we're going into a bedroom and screw up a storm!"
Norm stepped forward. He reached out. Marci shuddered, her cunt already turning wet . . .