Chapter 8
When Tom and Brian got back, they found the front room empty. They looked at each other, then hurried into the bedroom, which was also empty.
"Where the fuck are they?"
Music started blasting from the second bedroom then. They hurried in to see the two women standing in the middle of the room, naked, rolling their hips in time to the music, sliding their hands up and down their bodies, eyes slits, lips parted.
"Wow," Tom said.
They opened their eyes, and Erin blushed and bit her lip. Kim only frowned slightly.
"Having fun, ladies?" Brian asked, staring at Erin with unconcealed lust.
"We were. Now you're here." Kim turned and looked at Erin. "Want me to get rid of these two? It ain't like we need men for anything any more."
"Well, that's true," Erin said with a smug grin. "Women do it much better."
"That's for sure. I'd like to see Brian last as long as you can."
"You're gonna hurt my feelings," Brian said, moving forward and slipping his arm around Erin's waist.
Tom and Kim looked at each other. "You think you can do as well as your wife," she asked.
"I'll do my best," he promised.
He stripped his shirt off, then moved against her. His hands moved behind her and cupped her ass, then squeezed, pulling her in against him. A second later, he lifted up, and she gasped, hands going to his shoulders as his powerful arms bulged, raising her higher.
Erin and Brian looked on as he grunted with effort, lifting the black woman upwards, pressing her back against the wall.
"Oh, man!" she said as he brought her pussy up level with his face.
Kim let her legs slide over his shoulders, looking down at the other two, then up at the nearby roof. Tom buried his face in her pussy, slurping and sucking as she began to hump against him. "Wild!" she laughed, gripping his head, then reaching above her to grab the curtain rod where it extended out past the window. Tom held her ass up easily, his tongue stabbing into her again and again as she wriggled and laughed and humped wildly against him.
"Oh, yeah!" she gasped. "That's it, baby! That's it!"
She started swaying in and out, back slapping against the wall as her fingers lost their hold on the curtain rod. Tom eased her down to the floor, then crushed his lips against hers as she pressed her body against him.
She squeezed his crotch, then deftly undid his belt and shoved his pants down. She followed, kneeling in front of him to lick his cock. Then she took a deep breath and slid her lips over it.
Erin watched in astonishment as her lips drew in more and more of Tom's thick shaft, until her throat bulged and her lips pressed up tightiy against his groin.
Tom gasped, eyes wide, and his hands shot to her head, as if afraid she would pull back. "Oh, shit!" he cried, feeling her throat squeezing around his cock.
Erin looked on enviously as Kim eased her lips back slowly, pulling them right off his cock. Kim laughed at his delight, then sucked him in again, sliding her lips right down to the hilt of his hard cock, then pumping slowly up and down.
"How does she do that?" Erin wondered aloud.
"Deep-throating? Just takes will power, baby," Brian said. "And Kim's got enough of that."
"But how can she do it without gagging?"
"Same as sword swallowers. Practice."
He dug his fingers into her ass and smiled. "Maybe I can show you, baby."
"If anyone's gonna show her how, it'll be me," Kim said, having pulled her mouth off Tom's cock. "Come here, honey."
Erin moved forward slowly, then knelt at Tom's feet beside her, watching as she ran her hand up and down his cock.
"The thing about deep-throating is you got to ignore your instinct. You got to control your gag reflex. Forget about choking. That ain't gonna happen. All you got to do is swallow and keep swallowing. Tell yourself you're just swallowing a big piece of meat. Which," she grinned, "ain't far from the truth, now is it?"
"I don't know," Erin said worriedly.
"Watch."
She pressed her lips against Tom's cock, then slid them smoothly forward. Erin could actually see the slight sudden jerk as she took his cockhead into her throat, then could see the slight bulge in her throat as it passed down into her.
"Wow," she said, shaking her head. "You said it!" Tom gasped.
Kim eased her mouth back off then grinned. "Go ahead and try." Erin looked at the glistening wet prick, then licked her lips and took it into her mouth. She pushed forward slowly, but when it got too far, she gagged and jerked back. She tried a second time, but again failed.
"Another trick is to keep your head back as much as you can," Kim said. "That way, you have a straight line from your mouth down your throat. Come here."
She had her stand, then climb into the bed and lay on her back with her head over the edge. Erin looked at them, upside down, and watched as Tom knelt in front of her. Brian and Kim sat on either side of her on the edge of the bed, their hands stroking and squeezing her breasts at first.
"Brian, move around and fuck her. It'll distract her."
Brian needed no more urging and Erin felt the bed shifting and jerking as he moved, then felt her legs be pulled apart as Tom's cock pushed into her mouth.
Kim continued to squeeze and massage her breasts as Tom's cock moved forward, then Brian thrust into her just as Tom's cock hit the back of her mouth and popped into her throat. The sudden realization that she had two cocks in her at once and the flood of excitement distracted her easily, and by the time she thought to panic, Tom's cock was already buried in her throat and his balls were pressing against her eyes.
It felt very, very strange, but not totally unpleasant. She stared, as he eased back, at the sight of his cock sliding out of her mouth, distracted again as Kim pinched her nipples and Brian began to pump his cock into her.
So there was just a little discomfort when Tom's cock popped out of her throat, and after swallowing and gulping in air, she felt a wave of delicious satisfaction, and was eager to try again. Knowing she'd done it already, she felt much less worry, and eagerly reached up and pulled on his ass, yanking him forward so his prick slipped down her throat to the balls.
"That's it, baby," Kim said, one hand rubbing her breast, the other with fingers nimbly rubbing at her clitoris.
She bent and chewed on one of her nipples then as Erin began to roll and buck her hips in growing excitement. Tom started pumping his cock in her throat, careful to move slowly, and the three of them fought for possession of her big round breasts as they ravished her soft, lush body.
Brian's cock thrust into her fast and hard, his hands gripping her thighs, spreading them wide and pressing them down as he drove his prick into her belly. The sight of his wife sucking on her fat nipples made his mind thrill with delight, and he grunted with effort as he drove his hips forward.
The sight of her throat bulging with the movement of Tom's cock inside it was deliciously erotic, as well, and he felt his balls tighten and boil. Her tight pussy squeezed and sucked on him as he thrust forward, then yanked back, and he strained to keep control even as her ass started to bounce and hump up at him. And just before the orgasm hit, she thought of her colleagues at work, and how they would react if they had even a hint of how she had spent this afternoon.
Then the crackling sexual electricity tore into her body and she screamed soundlessly, her body thrashing and shaking as the hot fire of ecstasy bathed her mind and body and soul.
"You know what I was thinking?" she said later.
"How much you liked Brian's cock?"
"Don't be crude," she said primly.
"Sorry. What were you thinking?"
"I would like to have an orgy."
"An orgy!" Tom exclaimed in disbelief.
"Think about it. We could have Neil and Kelly, Brian and Kim, and Mike and Amanda. That's eight people. An orgy!"
Her eyes shone with excitement as he shook his head in disbelief. "You're turning into a real nympho."
"Think about it. When we're old and gray, wouldn't you like to look back on at least one orgy?"
"An orgy," he said, smiling. "Man, oh, man. I don't know how you'd arrange it. I mean, I can see Neil and Kelly. They'll do anything. I don't know about Kim. Brian probably would, but...and Amanda never would. She hates Kelly. Remember, we've had sex with all these people, but they're pretty much strangers to each other."
"Maybe I can get them together first," she said, "hold a little cocktail party."
"Well, it would be a good idea to have them at least meet first."
"Of course, I'd need to do a little shopping," she said thoughtfully, "some special shopping."
"Special?"
"Ever been to one of those sex shops."
"Oh, man."
"Come on. I can't go alone."
"Forget it."
"You got me started, Tommy. It's too late to back out now." Of course, before she went to a sex shop for the first time, she thought she ought to look the part. Besides, she had been intending to get a few new outfits ever since she started feeling like such a hot, erotic sexpot. All her clothes were too respectable and conservative.
The following Saturday morning, she visited some of the city's flashier and more colorful shops, and came away with some very tight tops and very short skirts.
And it was while she was modeling a tight, short, pleated skirt that she ran into Nicky Maxwell.
She was standing before the mirror, feeling a little hot and daring because of how much of her legs were visible when she heard the young woman's familiar voice behind her.
"I don't think so," she said.
She turned and frowned.
Nicole was wearing tight, hip-hugging jeans and a midriff-baring, long-sleeved green shirt that made Erin instantly jealous for how slim she was and how flat her belly.
"You're a bit old for that look," Nicky said, "though you do have nice legs."
"Gee, thanks," Erin said. "Too old?"
"Yeah. Those pleated minis are all male fantasy material to make you resemble uniformed cheerleaders."
"Really?" She turned and examined herself in the mirror again.
"I think I look nice."
"You look okay. Just lose the skirt."
"Right here?" Erin asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Knowing this place, it probably wouldn't create much of a fuss," Nicky said, looking around casually.
"You're awfully young to be so cynical."
"Comes with a high IQ."
"Which you'd tell me about if you weren't so modest."
"Yeah." The young woman smiled smugly. "If you're looking for the slutty look, you should go for leather."
"You have a lot of leather stuff?"
"Meow," Nicky said with a smirk. "I don't have much leather. It's too obvious. Anyway, it costs too much."
"I thought you were rich."
Nicky shook her head. "My grandfather is rich. My father is rich. I'm poor."
Erin went back into the dressing room and changed, then emerged in her old, longer skirt. "Parents not willing to give you an allowance?" she asked.
"They can't stand me," Nicole said. "Their money is based on my doing what they want."
"What a coincidence. My family is the same."
They walked together towards the door, where Erin stopped. "Say, how'd you like to go someplace with me?"
"Another ride?" Nicky asked with a smirk.
"I want to go to a sex shop. Know a good one?"
Nicky raised her eyebrows. "Of course."
"So, let's go."
"You looking for anything in particular."
"Lots of stuff. Anything that seems interesting."
"Got money? That stuff is expensive."
"Got enough."
"Got a car?"
She nodded, and led the way.
Twenty minutes later, they were walking into a sex shop that was simply enormous. Erin had expected a small, dark, grotty little shop, but the place was like a supermarket. Entire aisles were devoted to the kind of slutty clothing she had been looking for earlier.
"I should have come here in the first place," she said, running her fingers over a lacy, see-through skirt.
"Trying to turn hubby on?"
"Oh, that's never been a problem. Let's just say I'm tired of all the conservative outfits."
"Well, you won't find any of that kind here."
"No. I have to try some of this stuff," she said, grinning. She tried on a number of outfits, and became more and more daring with each new one. Then, bored, and wanting some fun of her own, Nicky began to try on a few outfits too.
"Now, this I like," Erin said, posing in a tiny red plastic miniskirt, with huge square cutouts along both hips and a tight matching top, which was so low-cut her nipples almost showed. The plastic glistened wetly in the overhead lights.
"How about this?" Nicky asked.
She was wearing black plastic short shorts and a black plastic top that squeezed her breasts in, leaving the sides bare. She was also wearing thigh-high plastic boots with tall heels.
"That's sexy," Erin said admiringly.
"Sure would get us lots of attention walking up the street like this."
"This skirt sure is tight, though," Erin said. "I can hardly walk in it."
"You diink these pants aren't tight? They're squeezing my pussy, too."
"I always like my pussy being squeezed," Erin said with a grin.
Erin set several outfits aside, then the two began looking through the huge display of lingerie. Again, she was eager to try some on, and to pose for Nicky. This time, she invited the woman into the dressing room.
"What do you think?" she whispered.
"Nice," Nicky said, looking her up and down.
She was wearing a lacy red teddy that was quite sheer in all the right places.
"I don't like teddies myself, because they're hard to get out of," Nicky said.
"G-strings?"
"They feel funny, but, yeah, they look good if you've got a nice ass."
"And you do."
Nicky looked up, then down at Erin again. "You know, the woman at the counter has a TV that connects to that camera up there?"
"Yes, I suspected as much."
"Wonder if she's waiting for us to do something...nasty."
"What do you think she'd do?"
Nicky smiled coyly, but didn't reply.
Erin slipped the teddy down and off, baring her big breasts. Nicky leaned against the wall, looking at her casually. Beneath the teddy, Erin had her own G-string on, since the stores didn't like you trying clothes on without them. She turned her behind to Nicky and grinned.
"Yeah, your ass will do," Nicky said with a lazy grin.
Erin dressed again, taking the teddy and some other lingerie back out and piling up what she intended to buy with the leather and lace skirts and tops she'd already selected.
The two then moved on to more interesting parts of the store, pausing before an entire shelf filled with dildos. "A nice selection," Erin said with a grin.
"None of that one-size-fits all shit around here," Nicky replied.
"Now, this is impressive." Erin picked up a 14-inch monster that was almost as thick as her arm.
"You'd never get it all inside you, though," Nicky said. "And that's so frustrating."
She picked up a 12-incher instead. "This one, you could probably swallow."
"So to speak."
"Yeah."
"Look at this one," Erin said with a laugh.
She picked up a dildo that was close to two feet long, with cockheads at both ends. It was stiff, but flexible.
"This is for using with a friend," Nicky said with a smirk.
"A friend?"
"You slide half into your pussy, then your woman-friend slides the other half in hers, and you kind of rock and roll."
"Oh. Oh! Cool!"
"You have any...uh, friends like that."
"A couple," Erin said with a leer. "Tom didn't strike me as all that...wild a guy."
"He didn't used to be. He's kind of changed of late. So have I."
She picked up another dildo, this one with straps attached to the end. "For friends?"
Nicky nodded and their eyes met for the longest time before the younger woman looked away.
Erin took several dildos, and two of the big double-headed ones, as well as two strap-ons.
"Planning a party?"
"Maybe," she said with a smirk.
She chose a half-dozen strings of love beads, as well, though again, Nicky had to explain their purpose, then they moved on to the vibrators.
"The plug-in ones are the best. Uhm, or so I've heard."
"Do these things really work?"
"Well, they're supposed to. I haven't actually used one, though." There were several with batteries and Erin turned one on as they both giggled and flushed a little. She looked around, then, grinning, lowered it and pressed it between Nicky's thighs, rubbing it up against her denim-covered pussy.
"Erin!"
They giggled as Nicky grabbed her wrists, but Erin managed to keep the vibrator pressed up against Nicky's pussy for long seconds before the woman breathlessly pushed it away.
"Think it's strong enough?" Erin asked.
"I, uh...I guess," Nicky said breathlessly.
"I can't really try it myself with this long skirt."
She picked up a second one as Nicky looked around to ensure nobody was near, then turned on the second one and turned to Nicky. Before the woman could react the vibrator was pressed against her pussy while the first vibrator was rubbing up and down between her buttocks, then pressing at her ass-hole.
"Erin!" she gasped, wriggling in place as the older woman giggled.
"Tell me which is stronger?" Erin asked.
Nicky pushed her hands back, gasping, face flushed red.
"Can I help you ladies?"
They both turned to find a blonde-haired woman there. She had powerful arms and a crew cut, and had a smirk on her face.
"Ah, my friend here was just trying to test these to see which was more, uh, which felt better," Erin said, blushing.
"Me? You were the one."
"We prefer our customers not do things like that out in the open," the woman said. "I'm Morgan, by the way. Why don't you two come with me. We have a little...testing room."
Erin shrugged at Nicky's open mouthed look of surprise, then grabbed her arm and pulled her after as she followed Morgan.
"I don't want to test anything!" Nicky hissed desperately. "Of course you do," Erin said.
The "testing room" turned out to be a small room, where Morgan turned and looked at Nicky with undisguised hunger. Nicky looked uncertain and anxious, but there was also a definite sexual gleam in her eyes.
"You can't really get the right feel for things in those jeans," Morgan said. "Let me help you."
Her hands went to the front of Nicky's jeans, and the woman looked down, stunned, as she undid her belt, unbuckled her pants, then unzipped them.
She turned Nicky around and placed a hand between her shoulder blades, bending her over a box as she yanked her jeans down.
Nicky gasped and her legs shook, but she made no effort to cover herself as her jeans and panties were lowered to her knees and her softly furred mound was displayed.
"This is the way to test them," Morgan said, clicking on one of the vibrators and pressing it against Nicky's pussy.
Nicky gasped and jerked violently, then groaned as Morgan rubbed the buzzing sex toy back and forth against her pussy slit. "How does that feel?" she asked.
"Nice," Nicky gasped.
Morgan moved the thing upwards and pressed it against the rosebud of Nicky's ass-hole, and the woman gasped anew, her ass bucking violently as she started to come.
Morgan slid two fingers down between her legs and roughly stroked and rubbed at her clitty as she came, smiling cat-like at the sight of the shapely ass bobbing and jerking and bouncing "See how effective they can be?" she said.
Nicky groaned and sagged on the box, gasping for breath, and Morgan turned off the vibrator, then unbuttoned the back of Nicky's shirt, lifting her up off the box as she slid it back over her shoulders. Nicky stood on rubbery legs, body flushed as she looked at the woman, letting her undo her bra and slide it off.
"They can also feel really nice on the nipples," Morgan said, turning on the second vibrator and pressing it against one of Nicky's small, pointed nipples.
Nicky closed her eyes and her head drew back slowly as Morgan rolled the vibrator around and around her nipple, then turned on the second one and used it against her other nipple.
Morgan turned and looked at Erin appreciatively. "The thing women with smaller breasts have over women like us," she said, "is their breasts tend to be more sensitive."
Nicky was gasping softly, her hands cupping her breasts as she sat back against the box, legs spread as far as the pants-now around her ankles-would allow.
Erin moved forward alongside Morgan and slid her hand between Nicky's thighs. She cupped her sopping wet mound, then eased two fingers up inside her, pumping them in and out as the woman sobbed in pleasure and began to jerk and shudder in pleasure. She brought her thumb down against her clitty and began rubbing it, and Nicky came again, arching her back and bouncing on the edge of the box.
Morgan laughed softly, watching the slim young brunette jerking and shaking in pleasure, then eased one of the vibrators down her body and nudged aside Erin's fingers, pressing the rounded nose against the woman's pussy, then sliding it up inside her. Nicky's legs jerked against her bunched up jeans and she fell forward into Erin's arms as the long, thick vibrator was pushed deep into her tight, quivering pussy.
Morgan laughed at the reaction, then slid the other one down, rubbing it back and forth against her clitoris. Nicky came again, then again. In fact, she seemed unable to stop coming.
She fell back across the large box, shaking and writhing in the grip of multiple orgasms, back arching violently, repeatedly, mouth wide as she gulped in air, head rolling back behind her as her feet jerked spastically. "Wow," Erin said.
One of Nicky's shoes flew up and off as her legs continued to shake, and the woman rolled from side to side, humping up at the vibrator as her arms flailed wildly beside her.
Morgan pulled the vibrator back from her clitty, rolled it around the base of the other one sticking out of the her taut pussy lips, then pushed it against her anus, jabbing again and again, until it began to slide up inside her.
She pushed it up until Nicky's ass-hole sucked in the last small piece and then closed, then helped the young woman onto her feet. Erin held Nicky up while Morgan tugged her panties up, then her tight jeans, fastening them and doing up the belt.
Nicky was sweating, still gasping for breath, face flushed. Her body twitched and jerked as the effects of the still buzzing vibrators kept her in a constant state of high heat.
"I take it, you'll be taking them?" Morgan said. "Yup. And, uh, by the way, I'm throwing a little party later on tonight. Maybe you'd like to attend."
"Not much for parties."
"Me and Nicky and a few other women. I thought we'd have a little testing session with some of these new toys I'm buying."
"Now, that does sound interesting."
Without the vibrator pressing directly against her clitty, Nicky seemed able to control herself, at least enough to follow them out of the room. Erin had to hold her arm for support, though, as they brought everything up front and paid for them. And her hips kept jerking and humping and twitching.
At the counter, she pressed her muff against the corner and spread her legs, clenching her teeth as she rubbed herself into another orgasm.
Morgan smiled at her in wicked delight then turned to Erin. T hope she's not driving."
They both laughed as Erin led the shaking young woman out of the store and back to the car.
The moment she was inside, Nicky grabbed her pussy with both hands, and by the time Erin had gone around and gotten in the other side, she was humping and squeezing wildly, head rolling against the backrest as another climax assailed her system.
"Oh, God! Oh, God!" she gasped.
"A religious experience, are they?"
"Oh, God! You have no idea...what it feels like...God!" Her hands fumbled with her belt as Erin pulled out into traffic, then she yanked the zipper down and pulled down her pants and panties.
Her fingers rubbed furiously at her clitty as she came again, ass slapping and jerking on the seat. Then she slumped down and eased the first vibrator out of her pussy with a groan.
It was glistening wet, and small droplets of pussy cream dripped from her slick pussy before it closed softly.
She grunted and eased the second dildo out of her anus, then dropped both on the floor of the car, squeezing herself softly as she breathed in deeply. "I think Morgan liked you."
"Man, those fucking things are powerful," she groaned. "I thought my whole body would shake apart."
"I'll bring you back to my place. You can relax there."
Nicky turned her head and looked at her through bright eyes. "Relax? I don't think that's what you have in mind for me." Erin grinned.