Chapter 4
Rob groaned out loud, Jo-Jo chuckled again, and the soft vibrations from her vocal cords lashed his cockhead, and he groaned again, louder.
She lifted her head and looked up at him with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. "This is the way you like a girl, isn't it, on her knees with her mouth open?" Her tongue flashed out and laved the tip of his organ.
He chuckled and tousled her hair.
"Does Andrea suck you this way?"
"Every girl has her own technique," he replied, cutting her off so she wouldn't start making comparisons and try to compete with his wife.
"I'm an excellent cocksucker," she whispered.
Her tongue made another swipe at his prick, traveling from the base to the head along the underside. She gripped his cock tightly with her hand just below the knob and her lively tongue flashed over the bare head and curled all the way around it. His cock got so hard, it almost hurt, and he wished she would hurry and take it into her mouth.
She jerked him gently as she licked, gripped the knob loosely in her fist and spent several drawn-out, agonizing minutes licking the shaft, then gripped the shaft just behind the head again and dribbled saliva on the naked knob, then stroked with an exaggerated movement, slipping her hand up around the head, then going all the way to the base.
"Playing with your cock is fun," she said softly. "Am I making it feel good?"
"Fuck, yes," he exclaimed. "You're very good. Your hands are so soft and your mouth is fantastic."
"Thank you," she said, giving him a sweet smile. Determined to give him as much pleasure as she knew how before she let him cum, she closed her left fist around the bare cockhead and squeezed gently while jacking him with her right hand. "Does that feel good?"
"God damn, girl," he yelped.
"Then you should really like this."
She replaced her left hand with her mouth and he gasped with delight as her hot mouth covered his cockhead, her lips closing tightly around the shaft just below the knob, then engulfed his prick, going down slowly, very deliberately, and he felt the radical difference when the head passed into her throat. She swallowed all of his-joy stick, then paused for a moment, holding his cockhead just in her throat, and tightened the muscles in her throat, applying exquisite pressure on the knob.
He thought she was going to pull the end of his prick off and swallow it! The anticipation was only slightly less excruciating than the pressure of the knot of cum building in his groin. She pulled back slightly and held his shaft with two fingers and her thumb and stimulated him with short strokes, twisting her hand around and around.
His body vibrated like the large string on a bass fiddle, his ass twisted and bucked, he gnashed his teeth and fought to keep his eyes open so he could watch the amazing girl fuck her phenomenal mouth with his cock. She pulled her head back further, holding just a couples inches of his cock in her mouth and wrapped her whole fist around the shaft. She held her head still and her mouth became a powerful vacuum pump as her hand slid up and down his shaft in a blur, tightening ever so slowly.
His body stiffened, lifting his ass off the chair, and his cock erupted with a turbulence that warped his mind and awe registered fleetingly on his face, replaced at once by an expression of sheer ecstasy.
She held her head steady, letting the head of his cock slide in and out of her throat as his ass jerked up and down. She tightened her grip on his throbbing tool and stroked faster, jacking him off rapidly, and he bellowed with pleasure as his hot juice poured down her throat in dense gobs. His body strained and flexed and writhed and lurched and his cock squirted profusely, the nerve-wracking rapture reducing his body to putty.
She lifted her head and licked the head of his cock, cleared her throat a couple of times and swallowed hard to purge the clot of cum from her throat, then stood and smacked her lips loudly and smiled and planted a sloppy kiss on his mouth.
"Do you have a private bathroom?"
"That door right over there," he said, motioning with his head.
She came out of the bathroom with a big smile, and he watched her walk seductively toward him.
"Your tits jiggle so enticingly," he said softly.
"Do I have to leave now?"
"Stay as long as you like. Edith will take care of my calls and fend off any visitors."
She sat on the couch and smiled a captivating smile and crooked her finger at him. "Come here and lick me, darling," she said, earthy invitation lacing her voice, "I love to cum on a tongue."
"I think you just like to cum," he teased.
"Of course, darling," she chuckled. "Can you think of anything nicer?"
He got up and came around his desk slowly, taking time to ogle her foxy naked body. "The first time you came, you barely moved, and I thought you talked a better game than you played."
"I was pretty uptight about fucking my best friend's husband, even though she set it up and I knew I had her permission. I'm just fine now."
"You sure are," he laughed.
She leaned back and scooted her ass forward and put her feet on the front edge of the cushion, and he went to his knees and kissed her on the mouth. His tongue flashed into her mouth, and her tongue met his with equal zest. He licked her chin and neck, then fluttered the tip of his tongue lightly over the very tip of each tit, barely touching the bloated buds.
She shivered with rapture and sparks of carnal delight ripped through her. Her tits swelled even more, and her hard nipples felt as if they might burst. "Lick my tits and play with my pussy," she murmured.
He surrounded one areola with his lips and tickled the area with the tip of his tongue as his hand wandered down her flat, smooth belly and into the thick bush covering her prominent pubic mound. Her brown fleece against his palm rivaled silk for smoothness. She caressed his cheeks and squirmed and moaned softly as his finger parted the meaty wings of flesh at the top of her slit. He nursed one fat nipple and rolled her clit under his finger, and her hips churned and humped.
He dragged his tongue down her body to her bellybutton and darted his pointed tongue in and out of the small cavity, and she moaned louder and tiny shivers coursed through her. He went lower on her elegant body, leaving a trail of wetness across her belly, paused at the top fringe of her abundant brown muff and rubbed his nose back and forth through the soft curls.
"Lick my cunt," she whimpered, pushing down on the top of his head.
He ignored her urgent plea and leaned back, parted the fleshy lips of her savory snatch and gazed lustfully at the sumptuous sight. "Your pussy is so pretty," he said softly. "I love the way your inner lips stick out, and your clit is so big."
"Lick it," she begged desperately, his deliberate dawdling nearly driving her over the edge. The stupendous ache in her pussy made her head swim and she had to cum soon or she would go crazy! "Don't tease me this way! Lick my cunt!"
His tongue danced lightly over her hard clit, scarcely touching it.
"Ohhhhh, fuck," she whimpered. She dug in the heels of her sexy sandals and levered her ass off the couch, grabbed his head with both hands and buried his mouth in her juicy quim.
His tongue flew out and slithered up and down her saturated slit.
"Ooohhh, yessssss," she moaned, "lick my clit!" Her head rolled from side to side on the back of the couch and her ass humped and twisted. "Get me off!"
His lips cupped her swollen love stud and his rapidly moving tongue flicked avidly, with just the right pressure. Her moans grew louder as the flames of frenzy licked at the borders of her brain, his licking pure torture, but torture of the most exquisite kind.
She grabbed her tits and twisted and rolled her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers until they pulsed in delicious torment. The pleasant ache in her tits and the electric shocks from his tongue on her clit swamped her with ecstasy and she barreled toward orgasm, the cheeks of her ass lifting higher off the couch with each energetic lunge.
Her pussy literally flowed, her ass lunged up and down and gyrated turbulently, and he had trouble keeping his mouth on her sultry snatch. Her orgasm started, so intense it drew her vocal cords tight, and she stuffed her fist in her mouth to cut off her frantic scream as her climax built to a crescendo.
"God, you've got a wicked tongue," she whispered hoarsely.
He stood, and she became terribly excited when she saw his prick standing straight out. She grabbed it and jerked it frantically.
"Stick it in me," she said, her voice hoarse with excitement. "Shove it up my cunt and fuck my brains out!"
She flopped onto her back and spread her legs wide and he got on the couch and knelt between her splayed thighs. He leaned down and licked her hot slit, then straightened up and aimed his cock at her tight little honey hole and eased the head in. She yanked on his hips, threw her cunt at him, and his long, thick shaft sank into her depths.
"God, you're a horny little thing," he grunted.
"I'm the hottest little bitch you've ever fucked," she blurted.
"Yeah," he said, granting her point, "you just might be at that."
"Then enjoy me, darling," she cried. "Fuck me like a real bitch!"
She put her hands behind her shapely thighs and pulled her knees back until they touched her nipples, tipping her cunt high for jousting with his cock.
"Move your knees so I can suck your tits," he said. "I love to suck big tits."
"Yes, oh, yes!-" she moaned, moving her knees to the side. "Suck the damn things off! I don't care, I'm so fucking hot, a hot fucking little bitch who loves cock!"
He shook with lust and flames of erotic fervor burned through his entire body. He leaned forward and caught a big fat nipple in his lips as he shoved his hips forward, pushing his cock into her expanded sheath, pounding her titillating twat until he hit bottom.
"Oooooo, God," she hissed, "fuck me, fuck me hard!"
"You're a great fuck, baby," he said hoarsely, "a fabulous cunt!"
"I'm all cunt, darling! Fuck it hard! I love your cock! I love to fuck! Make me cum!"
"I'm going to make you cum so much you won't be able to walk," he growled.
"Just throw me out the window when you're through with me," she wailed.
He caught on quickly how she wanted him to fuck her and pumped his prick in and out vigorously, pausing on the backstroke, teasing her, then shoving back in as hard as he could, his mind turning cartwheels of joy as he watched his prick plow her fertile furrow.
His cock was so big and hard and long, stretching her cunt almost as far as it would go, and the head scraping her G-spot felt absolutely peachy keen. She climbed rapidly toward her orgasm, her moans and shivers and body movements dramatic as her tight twat ate his hefty shaft, drawing the full length into her sheath.
"It's here, baby," she whimpered. "Oh, God, yes, it's here! Fuck me, baby, fuck me!"
He fucked her harder, giving her deep thrusts, rocking her body with the force, and she locked her legs around his neck and wiggled and humped and twisted, fucking with him with her whole being.
"Give me a good cum, darling," she panted.
He rode high in the saddle and rubbed the upper side of his prick over her love button, and felt her cunt cling to his cock, pulling at it, holding it tight, the swift, hot shaking of her ass, the juicy slap of her cunt clear signals that she was going to have one hell of an orgasm!
His plunging prick jangled her nerves and her labored panting turned into a deep moan of wild delight and her cunt tightened and vibrated in concert with her body, her sex gun cocked and ready to fire.
"I'm going to cum," she panted, her voice wavering. "Fuck me, darling, fuck me good!"
She whooped and her orgasm came on strong. His muscles strained as he slammed his cock up her channel with all of his might, fulfilling his promise to fuck her hard, and he felt his own orgasm stirring deep in his belly. He clenched his teeth and held it back, holding onto her thighs and pounding away at her cunt, fucking her through her orgasm.
She bucked and jerked and twisted, aware only of the splendid sensations washing over her body. Fucking her best friend's husband in his office made her feel so wanton! She loved to feel, and be, wanton.
She came and he fucked, and her next orgasm rolled over her, pushing her back to the glorious heights. Before she came down from that one, the next one began, and one after another, the glorious, mind-bending sensations ripped through her.
He blew a load of cum into her that jolted her into a harder orgasm. He didn't even slow down, cumming and fucking and grunting, determined not to quit until she cried uncle.
Finally, she did, reaching the point where she couldn't cum any more. He had indeed given her a genuinely superb fucking, wringing all of the energy from her.
"How about it," he growled, "is that enough?"
"Yes," she said faintly, then giggled, "for now."
He sat down and looked at her dripping pussy. "Once you get started, you really give a guy a workout," he panted.
"You give as good as you get, darling." She felt of her pussy and signed. "I'd better get rid of your cum before I stain your couch." She jumped up and hurried into the bathroom.
He was still sprawled on the couch when she came back and picked up her skirt. "Darling, I love the way you fuck. Can we do this again, maybe with Andrea next time?" She stepped into her skirt and fastened it, then looked around for her jacket. "I want her to watch you fuck me, and I'd love to watch you fuck her."
"Well, well, an exhibitionist and a voyeur," he chuckled.
"Aren't we all," she chuckled, "at least to some extent?" She found her jacket and put it on and buttoned it slowly, reluctant to admit that the fun was finished and she had to leave. His cock probably wouldn't get hard again for hours, but there wasn't anything wrong with his tongue. Besides, she simply liked being with him, and she would love to nurse on his cock until it got hard again. "How about it, do you think Andrea would go for a threesome with me?"
"I'll take care of it," he said. "Got any plans for Friday night?"
"If I did, I would change them without blinking an eye," she replied happily.
"Come over about six," he said, "and we'll go to dinner."
"Darling, I can go to dinner by myself," she laughed.
"Dinner is only a prelude, honey. We'll load up on calories, then burn them off."
"Now you're talking my language! Are you going to tell Andrea everything we did?"
"Do you want me to give her all the lascivious details?"
"Yes, I want her to know that I didn't let her down." She gave him a tender kiss and patted his cheek. "Don't tell Andrea, but I love you." She kissed him again and hurried away before he could respond.
Jo-Jo closed the door behind her and saw Edith looking at her and smiling coyly.
"Ah, the glow of sexual satiation on a girl's face is unmistakable," Edith said. "Here, take this."
Jo-Jo took the slip of paper without looking at it. "What is it?"
"My address, honey. Come to dinner tonight, about seven."
"I don't do girls," Jo-Jo replied.
"Sex isn't the only reason girls visit each other, honey," Edith replied. "I want to talk to you about Rob, and this isn't the time or place."
Jo-Jo wasn't so sure about that, but if she could fend off unwanted advances from a guy, she could certainly fend them off from a woman. Even a woman nearly old enough to be her mother. She folded the paper and put it in her jacket pocket. "Okay, I'll be there, and just to show you that my heart's in the right place, I'll bring a bottle of wine."
"Flowers would be better," Edith said. "I have all the wine I need, and I love flowers."