Chapter 9

"What the hell's going on?"

All three women looked up at the figure that stood looming over them. The masculine figure. The masculine figure with his hands planted firmly on his hips and a stern expression on his face.

It was Brant, Buffy's husband.

"What are you doing home so early?" his surprised wife asked.

"Never mind what I'm doing. What are you doing? Besides, it's not early."

Buffy glanced at the clock and laughed, feigning carefree indifference. "My, how time flies-"

"-When you're having fun," Sarenna couldn't help but add.

Brant gave the naked woman a withering look, then turned back to his wife.

"You haven't answered my question. What's the meaning of this?"

Having regained her composure, Buffy stood up with as much aplomb as if she had been fully dressed, and moved over to sit on a chair. "Just a girl thing," she said with a wave of her hand. "You know-"

"It looks like an orgy," her husband grunted, trying to resist the impulse to look over her naked friends. Neither seemed to have regained her composure enough to bother covering herself.

"Nonsense," chided the wife. "How could you have an orgy without men? Where do you suppose they are? Hiding behind the drapes? Don't be silly. I told you, it's just a friendly woman thing."

"A woman thing?" His anger softened. "Rollicking naked on the floor? It looks like you've been, ah-"

"-Fucking each other?" Sarenna helped out.

"Well, it does look that way."

"A typical male reaction," said Sarenna, getting up and moving to the couch.

"And just what am I supposed to think?" he sputtered.

Jillian, who had remained on the floor, leaned back on her hands and laughed. "Oh, gawd," she muttered. "How are you going to explain that, Buffy?"

"Explain it? I don't need to," she said haughtily. "Please, Brant, try not to act so outrageously masculine."

"And just how am I supposed to act? You make it sound like I'm the guilty party here."

"Well, you are, dahling, sneaking in on us like that. Have you met my friends? I think you remember Sarenna from years ago, and Jillian, here, is a friend of ours from college."

He acknowledged the introductions with a nod of his head, and his face began to redden now that he was no longer able to ignore their nudity.

"Hi, Brant. Buffy's told us a lot about you, but she never mentioned that you're cute," Jillian said with a wink.

"Cute?" His blush deepened. "You're, ah, cute yourself," he said, staring at her exposed tits and cunt.

"You have remarkable control," Sarenna complimented him teasingly. "A lesser man would have had his clothes off and been chasing us all around the room by now."

"Oh, not Brant, Sarenna dear," said Buffy with a laugh. "Brant is very, very subdued when it comes to sex."

"You don't make that sound like a virtue," he said, giving his wife a puzzled look.

"There are times when a man should tear off his clothes and start chasing people around the room," she said.

Brant looked around, confused, as all three women eyed him expectantly. "I suppose that would be a typical masculine reaction," he said stuffily. "But I have always prided myself on not reacting typically."

"Just out of curiosity, dahling, if you were to react in a typically masculine way, which of my friends would you prefer to fuck?"

"Fuck? Fuck? I can't believe you said that word-"

"Just answer the question, dahling."

This time, when Brant's eyes examined Jillian and Sarenna, there was a new interest in his expression. And a noticeable enlargement of the bulge in his trousers was the result. "Well, it would be hard to decide," he said tactfully.

"That's a good response, dear. Very diplomatic."

"It sounds to me like he'd like to fuck us both," Sarenna commented.

"Is that true, dahling?"

"Why, yes-if the truth be known," he admitted. "I'd like nothing better at this moment than to fuck all three of you."

"Oh, that is nice, my dear! You even included me-although I don't believe you for a single moment."

"It's true," he grunted. "I, ah, watched the three of you for a while before you knew I was there."

"You didn't."

"I did."

"You saw it all."

"Enough to, ah, be responsive."

"You mean, enough to make your dick hard?" Jillian helped.

"Yes."

"You poor man," she cooed sympathetically.

"And you all have such nice, ah, bodies. Breasts and, ah, you know, everything else. Magnificent, really."

Sarenna laughed. "Tits-isn't that what you mean? And pussies? We all have pretty tits and pussies."

"Well, yes."

"Then say it. There's nothing like calling a tit a tit, a cock a cock, and a fuck a fuck."

"Well, ah, yeah, I suppose so."

"And that," said Jillian, nodding toward the big bulge in his pants, "looks like it might be a lovely cock. Can we see it, Buffy? Huh? Please?"

"Go ahead," Buffy said, sounding bored. "Brant actually has a nice-looking penis-or rather, cock, I suppose, if we're down to calling a spade a spade. Show it to them, dahling."

"I most certainly will not-"

"Fuck!" exclaimed Sarenna. "Come on, let's get him, girls."

Brant backed away as Sarenna and Jillian advanced on him. Then his naked wife joined the nude pair. Women weren't supposed to act this way. "Hey!" he yelled as the three naked females piled on him and started tearing at his clothes. "Easy!"

But the women ignored his pleas. Acting like a trio of sex-starved Amazons, they tore off his shirt and tie. His trousers caught on his knees, making him stumble to the floor. They pulled them away. His hands clutched defensively at tits, asses-any parts of female anatomy that he could get a grip on. But it was no use. His undershirt came away, and then his shorts disappeared. His cock, when it was exposed, was hard and throbbing.

"Are you all satisfied!" he spit out, forcing himself up into a sitting position once they had him naked.

No one immediately responded. Two pairs of eyes were staring in amazement at his blue-veined cock while the third pair, his wife's, beamed proudly in the background.

"I had no idea it would be so big," Jillian said, reaching out to touch the long, thick shaft.

"What I want to know," said Sarenna as she watched Jillian gingerly stroke the big, red dong, "is whether or not he can get it up three times in a row."

"It takes a while for the third one," Buffy admitted with a sigh.

"Then I'll just take seconds," Sarenna said, grinning.

"I get firsts!" Jillian declared. "So be it," Buffy agreed. "Hey!" Brant pouted. "No one asked me."

"Yes we did. Remember? You said you wanted to fuck us all. You were serious, weren't you."

"Ah, yeah. But-"

He watched as Jillian's hand slipped lower and came back up with his balls. They overflowed her delicate hands. Gripping the purple-flushed head delicately between two fingers, she held the shaft back and leaned over and started licking his big balls.

He groaned and rested back on his arms, spreading his legs enough to make his prick available for the woman's enjoyment. "Yes," he admitted, "I was serious."

"Go on," Buffy encouraged, nudging Sarenna.

"There's room for both of you."

And so there was. Sarenna knelt across from Jillian and started kissing and licking Brant's hairy thigh. Working on opposite sides of his tall-standing cock, they licked it up and down and wiggled their tongues into the soft bulk of his ball sac. Every now and then their tongue tips touched, and that caused them both to giggle.

This was a new experience for Sarenna. Sharing a man with another woman. The fact that the wife was watching even added to the excitement.

Jillian moved her head over the top of the cock and took the throbbing shaft into her mouth. Her head bobbed, and she started sucking it with as much gusto. While Jillian's mouth stroked the shaft, Sarenna's lips sucked on his nuts. Her tongue found the hard little nuggets inside and swirled them about.

"Oh, God!" Brant sighed deeply, clutching a woman's head in each hand. He had died and gone to heaven. His fingers combed through their hair, and it felt like he was stroking the heads of angels. "Ohhhh, yes...yes...this is great. Suck my cock. Eat my prick. Yes, yes!" And then, afraid that he was about to cum, he asked sharply. "Who's first?"

"Me!" Jillian exclaimed, pulling away quickly.

"On your hands and knees," he ordered. "Quick!", "Yes!" she agreed, pressing her tits to the carpet and pushing her pretty ass up into the air. Brant scooted toward her on his knees. Taking his cock in one hand, he moved his other between her legs and found her wet cunt. He pushed forward, driving his hard dong into her hot hole.

Kneeling behind her, he grasped her waist and began to thrust strongly into her. He grunted as his long pole plowed the length of her pussy, and they all saw the shudder that shook her body. His uneasiness finally disappeared, and a smile came over his face as he settled into fucking the sexy woman. As his strokes became easier, his hands explored her smooth skin and slipped underneath to fondle her nicely shaped tits.

Knowing that her turn was coming soon, Sarenna grew more excited with each stroke that she watched. This was interesting, watching a friend fuck. And Buffy seemed just as excited to watch her husband screwing her girlfriends. She wondered if she could ever be so generous with her own husband. Yes, she decided, she wouldn't mind sharing Jim. As long as it was with friends-women who she knew wouldn't take him away from her.

She shook her head, pulling her attention back to the sight of the cock sliding in and out of her friend's pussy. This was more interesting than watching those sex movies that she and Jim often enjoyed. The panting and the moaning, the squishy sound of the fuck, the scent of sex... it all combined erotically and gathered in her pussy, making her wet and tingly inside.

Then, Jillian's body began quivering wildly. Brant's hips beat rapidly against her ass cheeks. He let out a shout and the sound of their union took on a liquid note. Sarenna could almost feel the shooting of his prick as she watched the way his body jerked. And then he pulled away from her with a gasp. As he flopped down onto his back, the last little bit of cum oozed from the tip of his dick.

Sarenna immediately dropped over his crotch and covered his prick with her mouth to claim the last little bit of manliness that leaked from the hole in its tip. Mmmmmm, it was good. Then, her tongue began playing with the organ, never letting it return completely to its limp state.

Brant groaned and stretched out on his back. He'd never been treated to such erotic attention. The fact momentarily crossed his mind that he was being seduced, rather than the other way around. It was an interesting twist to the old sex game. Yes, an interesting twist.

"Suck my cock," Brant hissed.

Sarenna chuckled as she licked and kissed his masculine flesh. And when the hardness returned, she grasped the stiff pole in her hand and squeezed and rubbed it. She wiped the leaky tip against her chin, then moved her mouth close so that her warm breath could wash over it.

Her fist worked up and down the rigid prick, and she opened her lips wide and took the head of the prick into her mouth. The throbbing man meat was flavored with the juices from Jillian's pussy. Sarenna hummed around it and thrilled to the feel of its strong pulsing as her cheeks tightened against its fat sides. Her sucking drew fresh juices from its tip.

Twisting and turning, her mouth worked its way down the prick. The organ's rubbery head pushed against the roof of her mouth, moving toward her throat. She took a deep breath to stop from gagging, then eased down some more until her nose was buried in his cock hair and her lips were stretched around the fat base of the prick.

"Mmmmmfff," she moaned. Her throat muscles alternately tightened and relaxed, sucking and squeezing the huge cock. She could feel its strong throb, its pulsing readiness.

Brant twisted her around until they were in the sixty-nine position. Excitement fluttered inside Sarenna as she prepared herself for what she knew would be his next move. But she didn't let the anticipation distract her from her own efforts. Her mouth kept stroking up and down his cock.

Brant's tongue stabbed her cunthole. It pushed deep inside her, then came back out and swirled around her stiff clit. Sarenna released his prick and threw back her head in a feral cry. It was wonderful, but it wasn't exactly what she wanted. She wanted him to cum in her pussy.

She got a tight grip on his big cock. It was hard and strong, and throbbing with readiness. She turned back around until she was facing him. She straddled his hips on her knees and grinned at him while she rubbed the head of his dick against her pussy lips. Then, with an upward lurch, she caught his prick and eased down upon it. The pulsing hardness inside her sent thrills rumbling through her fevered flesh.

"Ohhh!" Brant groaned and winced as if he were in pain. But his pain was pure pleasure. He grabbed her tits and held on to them as she rode his stiff prong. "Oh, yes, yes!"

Sarenna worked slowly, tantalizing him with long cunt strokes that wiped the length of his dong. Her pussy lips tried to grip it as it slipped between them, but they were only successful with retaining a soft hold on its throbbing head.

"Do you like this?" she asked him. "Do you like being fucked by another woman while your wife watches?"

"Oh, God, yes!" Brant gasped. "I love it." His hands squeezed her tits and his fingers pinched her nipples. "I love fucking! I want to fuck you all-I want to fuck everybody!"

Sarenna couldn't help but laugh. She, too, was having the time of her life. And there was nothing serious involved-it was just good, clean, adult fun. God, wouldn't it be great to fuck all of her friends' husbands?

But a sharp pinch on her nipples brought her out of her dream and back to reality. "Oow!" she yelled. As if she were trying to punish him, she rode his cock harder and faster. Her buttocks slapped against his thighs each time she pounded downward. But the "punishment" was only filling him with more delight, and he just groaned and pinched harder.

"You sonofabitch," she gasped. "I'm going to make you cum."

"Yes!" Brant cried eagerly

"Right now."

"Yes! Yes!-oh, God, yes!-I'm cumming!"

Sarenna made one last descent on the pole, twisting her way down it and tightening her cunt muscles around it. Suddenly, she felt a rush of warmth surging into her. Her eyes rolled, and she let out a shout.

The orgasm that sped through her matched the intensity of his. Their bodies pulsed together in furious bursts of excitement.

Brant breathed a long sigh when it was finally over. His prick pulled away from her body, nothing more now than a limp, sticky lump of flesh.

"You enjoyed that one entirely too much," his wife said grumpily as she took Sarenna's place beside him.

"Ah, yes, my love," he said, turning and running his hands over his wife's body. "I may have been doing it with your friends, but my mind was always on you, my love."

She chuckled pleasantly. "Liar."

"No, it's true. You have always been the one in my fantasies."

She purred contentedly as he pulled her into his arms. "Dahling, it was such fun watching you fuck. I've never seen you so spirited."

He grunted a reply and pressed his lips to hers. Ignoring the others, he sucked hungrily at her mouth for a moment, then he gently rolled her onto her back on the floor.

"Oohhh my, yes, dahling," she purred dreamily when she felt him begin to slide down her body.

"You are such a wonderful man."

His mouth ran over her tits and he nipped and kissed each nipple, bringing them both to stony hardness. When he started moving farther down her body, she raised and bent her knees and spread her thighs wide.

He crouched between her legs and stared hungrily at her fluffy-haired trimmed muff. "Honey, you have a pretty, ah-"

"Pussy," Sarenna helped out.

"Yes. A pretty pussy, indeed."

"Oh, Brant, dahling, what a nice compliment," she purred in delight.

Brant dropped his mouth to her pussy and Buffy slid her fingers around his head. When she felt his tongue on her sensitive lips, she arched her hips up toward him.

"Oh, yes, dahling," she purred, grinding her wet pussy into his face. "Ooooo...down and dirty-eat me!"

Brant couldn't ever remember his wife being so turned on. But he wasn't complaining. He cupped her shapely ass cheeks in his hands and held her steady as he licked her tasty cunt split. He had explored her only a few times this way before, and each time had been a delight. His tongue ringed her cunt lips, making them twitch, and then flicked against the tip of her clit. Her hips jerked in a hearty response, and her moans become more demanding.

"Ohhh... yes... yes... yes... dahling...eat me, Brant, honey, eat me." Then she gasped, and her body stiffened. "Oh, God! I'm cumming!"

An orgasm crashed over her.

Brant held her jerking body as shudders wracked her frame. As her excitement passed, he licked away the sweet juices that had suddenly filled her delicate, pink-lipped opening. Then, he lowered her hips to the floor and slid up on top of her.

"Fuck me!" she gasped. "Fuck me, dahling! Fuck me!"

"I'm trying," he muttered, guiding the swollen head of his blood-stiffened cock toward her churning opening. He caught it and slowly pushed in.

She let out a long sigh as she felt his immensity fill her. "Ahhh, yes, Brant, honey. That's wonderful!" She moaned and rolled her hips around him as his big cock began making long, powerful strokes in her cunt.

Brant began to huff with the effort as he steadily rammed his cock deep into his wife's pussy, pushing it all the way in and pinning her squirming ass to the floor. The two naked women who had already been fucked watched silently while their hips pumped and ground together, the urgency steadily increasing.

. "Oh, baby! This is a great, ah."

"-Fuck."

"Yes! A great fuck. Honey, you have the most wonderful pussy!"

Brant's features tightened as he tried to hold back what would be the final climax of a truly memorable fuck session. And, feeling the familiar folds of his wife's hot, wet pussy cuddling him tightly, he knew that this would be the biggest and the best. A truly mind-blowing experience.

"Ohhhh, honey! Fuck me, Brant! Fuck me!" his wife moaned, expressing her desire in words he had never heard her use before. "Fuck me!"

Buffy let out a sudden shout. Her legs shot out straight upward and her hips arched off the floor. Her climax broke.

"I'm cumming, honey! Oh, God, Brant! Fuck me, dahling! Fuck me-make me cum big!"

Grant puffed, stroking hard, as wave after wave of white-hot ecstasy wracked his wife's body. She moaned and thrashed, with her hips jerking against him.

And then, his release came. Cum spewed from his dick, thrilling him while he sent his wife into a second surge of ecstasy. His hips pounded fast and furiously as he pumped her greedy hole full of his creamy lust.

While they cuddled together, kissing and sucking on each other's mouth while their shudders slowly subsided, their watchers smiled and reached for their clothes.

"Great party," said Sarenna.

"Yeah," Jillian added happily. "When can we do it again?"