Chapter 5
For Connie, the dinner party was a total success. She had allied herself with Dr. Parker Evans as her co-host, and she had decided to use the evening to say goodbye to a few old friends.
She was going to get the doctor if it were the last thing she did.
She had decided to invite Lola, who had not told her about her bondage session with the doctor. She wanted to see what Lola's reaction would be. Lola, as far as she could determine, was more or less indifferent.
That eased Connie's mind somewhat, because she would rather keep Lola for a friend than lose her because of their mutual competitiveness. And part of saying goodbye, as far as Connie was concerned, was indulging in a few farewell fucks with some of her ex-lovers.
Before Parker had even arrived, Tad Philbrick had made his appearance, half an hour early.
Usually Tad did the honors as co-host, and he almost always arrived early, which allowed Connie a bit of coital pleasure before dinner.
She had fucked him furiously, abandoning herself wildly to the pleasure he had to offer. His date arrived about half an hour later.
During the course of the evening, she also managed to fuck Freddie-just because he was Lola's date. She knew about him, but she had never met him before, and then she turned her attention to Paul Braden, who had been her favorite lover for years.
She waited until Parker's attention was drawn to a young, bright couple who were sitting in a corner. They attracted a small crowd who soon were talking animatedly.
She walked up to Paul, and smiled at him.
"How have you been?" she asked. Paul winked at her.
"Homy," he said, subtly tweaking one of her nipples. Connie was wearing a soft green silk dress which was so constructed in the bodice that she didn't need a bra. It showed her fabulous cleavage to magnificent advantage.
"Would you like to come into the library with me?" she asked.
"Is that an invitation to read?"
"Not really. It's just private."
"A few moments ago, it was locked."
"I know. Randy and Joan were in there. But, as you can see, they're now talking with Sylvia and John, and my co-host."
Paul's eyes veered to the doctor. Connie studied his face, trying to determine if he were jealous. But with Paul, it was always hard to tell.
Paul turned and smiled at Connie. "Nice-looking guy. How did you meet him."
"He's my new gynecologist. Lola recommended him to me."
"Is he good?"
Connie hooked her arm through Paul's arm, and steered him toward the library.
"How do you mean that?"
"Sweetheart, if he weren't good in bed you wouldn't be bothered with him. I was referring to his professional expertise."
Connie laughed.
"He appears to be good, quite thorough."
"Hmmm!" Paul mumbled, and then he laughed.
Connie locked the door to the library, and then put her arms around Paul, brushing her lips against his.
She rubbed her muff against his crotch, feeling the bulge growing, getting harder.
Paul pulled her into his arms, and his lips crushed hers, his tongue insinuating itself into her hot oral cavity.
"Mmmmm!" Connie moaned, sucking his tongue even deeper into her mouth. Her silk panties started to get soggy with the cream which flowed from her pussy.
Paul walked backward, until the back of his legs hit the couch. He broke the kiss and sat down, pulling Connie onto his lap.
With an expert motion, he unzipped the back of her dress, and slipped it off her shoulders.
Connie stood up, partially, and let the dress slide down her legs to the floor.
"Beautiful," Paul said, caressing her fabulous jugs.
She removed his tie, and unbuttoned his shirt, as he caressed her tits, kneading her pink little nipples until they were stiff and tingling with hot excitement.
She started to breathe heavily as her excitement built. The excitement was a combination of anticipation with regard to Parker, and the pleasure of feeling Paul's hands caressing her tits.
Her body quivered and seemed to swell with passion. She slipped Paul's jacket off, and then his shirt. She caressed his powerful, hairy chest, and then leaned her breasts against his chest, loving the way the soft hairs tickled her warm flesh.
Paul's hard-on was now bulging from his crotch. She could feel it throbbing against the crotch of her come-stained panties.
She stood up and removed her panties, looking hotly at Paul as he braced his feet on the floor, arched his hips up, and removed his pants and jockey shorts.
His hard-on throbbed, fully-erect, and pulsating with the impassioned blood which had engorged his fleshy rod.
She knelt on the couch, her knees straddling his thighs, and moved up until her pussy was close to his prick.
She grasped his massive prick at the base, and aimed it at her drooling hole.
"Ohh!" she gasped, when his cock head pressed against her sensitive, throbbing sex flesh.
She started to lower herself on his prick, feeling her tunnel becoming distended as Paul's fat prick stuffed her tiny twat.
Her thighs trembled as she lowered herself onto his prick, feeling his cock slither deeper and deeper into her creaming cunt.
"Nice," she gasped.
Paul's face flushed with his growing passion. He placed his hands on her waist to steady her as she lowered herself onto his prick.
Finally, she felt his hairy loins rubbing against her sensitive sex flesh. Her pussy lips had swollen and they throbbed hotly with the blood which bloated the delicate flaps of flesh.
She rocked her hips back and forth, bracing herself by putting her hands on Paul's naked shoulders. She caressed his smooth skin and then ran her sweating palms down over his pectorals, teasing his nipples.
Paul brought his hands up and buried his fingers in the fleshy wealth of Connie's fabulous tits. She shivered as she felt him pulling at her nipples, pinching them between the thumb and forefinger of each hand.
Her resilient flesh gave with the pressure of his pulling, making her breasts slightly conical.
She started to rise and fall on Paul's prick, feeling his hard throbbing shaft massaging her itching pussy walls.
She closed her eyes, and moved up and down faster and faster on Paul's powerful cock, as her excitement built.
"Oh, I love your cock," she gasped, her voice guttural with her raging lust.
"It suits your pussy fine," Paul gasped. He started to buck upward, jarring her body as his hairy loins slammed against her nether flesh.
She moaned and gripped his shoulders more tightly as she felt the heated pleasure building in her lust-besotted body.
She moved up until only Paul's cock head was lodged in her quivering quim, and then she slithered down slowly, her hips gyrating lasciviously as she sucked Paul's pulsating cock into her creaming snatch.
She felt as if her cunt were a seething cauldron of delight as his massive shaft spread her walls wide when she slithered down on his prick. As she rose up off his huge rod, her pussy walls closed in on each other, rippling with the erotic excitement which seethed through her womanhood.
Her juices flowed heavily downward, lubricating Paul's prick, and making a slimy pool in his hairy pubes.
As she slid downward on his pole, impaling herself deeply on his powerful rod of lust, she ground her pussy meat against his hairy loins.
Her clitoris popped out of its fleshy sheath and became inflamed with pleasure sensations of its own as his slimy-wet hairs caressed the little love button sensually.
Paul's hands moved all over her body now. She felt him hefting her fabulous breasts, and then felt his hands caressing her back, as she moved up and down on his pulsating prick faster and harder.
Her cuntal walls started to tingle hotly with growing ecstasy, and her blood seemed to boil in her veins. Her body glistened with a thin patina of sex sweat, as the heat in her body built to a feverish pitch.
She lowered her head and rested her forehead on Paul's shoulder. His hands moved softly up and down her back, kneading her rippling muscles as she continued to ream out her pussy by bouncing up and down on Paul's prick.
Paul, his feet braced on the carpet, bucked up against her, his upward motions meshing with her downward thrusts, as he felt his balls swelling and then contracting as his loins sought to churn up a seething load of gism.
"Ohh, coming!" she gasped, her hips moving up and down faster and faster, as she felt the scintillating shafts of pleasure piercing her sex flesh and then radiating outward, driving her insane with lust.
Her juices flowed faster and more copiously from her well-stuffed snatch, as Paul continued to buck up into her, driving his cock head deeper and deeper into her seething womanhood.
Connie felt his cock swell and lurch in her pussy, and her motions became frenzied as the waves of passion built higher and higher.
She let out a loud groan, as the convulsions of her climax surged through her, gripping her entrails and seeming to turn her body inside-out.
"Ahh!" she gasped, as her orgasm peaked. Her ears rang, and for a moment, she felt light-headed as the waves of ecstasy rolled through her like a tidal wave, inundating her consciousness and turning her into a wild, rutting woman.
The convulsions gripped at her inner sex flesh rhythmically, and Paul slammed into her harder and faster, his cock making wet sucking noises, as he plugged her overheated twat with increasing fury.
At the height of her orgasm, she felt his come cream spraying into her pussy, the convulsions getting stronger and stronger as his massive prick wreaked its hot, carnal devastation in her overheated snatch.
She squealed with delight as her orgasm started to fade away, slowly. Her body was wracked with delicious mini-spasms as she came down.
Paul emptied his balls into her pussy, and then he relaxed, as Connie writhed downward from the delicious delirium which had possessed her.
When the sweet spasms had subsided, she smiled at Paul and then kissed him, her moist lips caressing his lips, her tongue flicking into his mouth, teasing the tip of his tongue.
Paul continued to caress her, his prick lodged, semi-erect, in the soggy swamp of her lust. Connie was quite content to rest, impaled on his prick. She squeezed her pussy muscles against his throbbing fuck muscle, and felt his cock lurch in her tunnel of love.
Paul was apparently game for another go-round, and Connie was more than willing to oblige.
In the bathroom, several people had come to the door to use it. There was no harm done, since there was another bathroom at the other end of the apartment, near the library.
Parker laughed as he saw the handle jiggling, and then heard a woman's voice in muttered complaint: "For God's sake, in the bathroom yet! With all the other rooms in this house."
The woman's feet faded away.
Parker, standing at the farther end of the tub, had watched Lola squirm and struggle in her bonds furiously. Then he had watched her as she started to shiver.
The water, as it ran on her soft, white flesh, got colder and colder, and now her lips were turning blue. Her fluffy, curly red hair hung in lank strands, and goose flesh had formed on her smooth white skin.
"If you'd stop mumbling behind that gag, you'd hear what I was saying," Parker said. The water had made his feet cold, but he had a lot more to put Lola through, and he wasn't going to back down.
He couldn't possibly have been as cold as Lola was.
"Mmph!" Lola said, her huge green eyes misty with tears, still flashing some remnants of the anger she had felt.
"Mmph, indeed!" Parker said. "You stood me up. I think it's time you grew up, and apparently the only way you become docile enough to listen to someone is when you're tied up!"
Lola's hands clenched in her bonds-a linen table napkin which Parker had been thoughtful enough to stuff in his jacket pocket before he followed Lola to the bathroom.
Lola's shaking became stronger and stronger. Now she was whimpering slightly behind the bond, so Parker was sure the lesson had been learned.
He reached over and turned off the cold spray, slightly shocked at how cold it really was.
"Now, are you listening to me?" he asked the luscious redhead.
She nodded her head vigorously.
"When you make a date with someone, you're supposed to keep it. That's the mature way to relate to other human beings. If something comes up, you call and apologize. Do you understand?"
Lola nodded, her eyes wide with awe.
"Good."
Parker reached up and with some difficulty removed the linen bonds which held Lola's swan-like arms over her head. But Lola wasn't going to get off as easily as Parker had let her off the last time.
"Sexuality is a very sensitive area in human life," Parker said, now binding her arms behind her back. "You hurt my feelings and wounded my male ego. And don't think for one minute that I didn't know you were with another man."
"Mmph!" Lola protested behind the gag.
"Don't lie to me!" Parker demanded as he forced Lola to her knees. He almost relented. Lola was shaking like a leaf, the tremors wracking her body. Her skin was ice cold and covered with goose flesh.
Parker would stroke her later. Right now, however, since his cock was fully erect, he intended that Lola was going to stroke him-with her mouth.
He pulled the gag out of her mouth, somewhat cautiously. Lola licked her lips and looked up at him, her expression not far from a child's wounded expression when. a kind, much-loved parent has punished it.
"You-you-you're m-m-meaaaannnnn!" she said, the words drawn-out because of her chattering teeth.
"No," Parker said firmly, looking straight into her tear-filled eyes. "You're mean. At your age you should know better than to play with a man's feelings the way you did! Now, you can suck me off."
"I won't!"
"All right, back under the shower again!" Parker said, attempting to stuff the gag back into Lola's mouth.
"No!" she shrieked, the shivering getting stronger. "I-I-I'll d-do it!" she gasped.
She leaned forward, opening her rosebud lips wide, and encased Parker's prick in her hot oral cavity.
She drove her tongue against his piss slit, stimulating Parker so that he almost came right then and there. He winced, as he felt the silken-soft membranes of her mouth closing in around his prick, massaging his hot shaft.
Her tongue lashed against the sensitive underside of his prick, as she moved down on his prick. Parker had a huge prick and never expected any woman to take the whole thing into her mouth, but the way Lola was working, she acted as if she intended to get the whole thing buried in her mouth.
She moved downward with little bobbing motions, her tongue never still as she laved the throbbing sides of his shaft.
Then Parker heard her starting to gulp noisily as his cock head butted against the entrance to her throat.
She moaned against his prick and the vibration shot through his body, lodging somewhere in the depths of his teeming loins, where it tingled like electricity.
He grasped thick hanks of her wet hair gently, as her mouth moved downward on his fabulous prick.
Lola was not about to renege on her cock-sucking, but she was determined that the doctor was going to learn just how good she was at it.
Confident of her skills, she lashed her tongue around his throbbing, magnificent prick, determined to take it deep into her mouth, to suck in all of it.
She started to gulp as she felt his cock head butting against the roof of her mouth, against the entrance to her throat.
Slowly, she took more and more of his prick in, feeling her throat walls stretch.
The saliva started to dribble out of the corners of her distended mouth as she took in more and more of Parker's prick, her overstuffed mouth unable to cope with it. It trickled in a gleaming trail down the corners of her chin.
Parker felt his prick swelling even more as he looked down at her trembling white back and the twin rounds of flesh of her buns, as she knelt and serviced his cock with her mouth.
His face flushed with his passion, and his mouth got dry, as he watched his prick disappear into her soft little orifice.
She took all of his cock into her mouth and then felt his hairy loins tickling her nose and throat.
She started to move up and down on his prick, taking deep breaths as his cock moved out of her mouth, until only his cock head was lodged in it. Her face became red with her efforts, as she moved up and down on his prick.
As she moved downward, she gulped noisily, furiously, letting his cock slither into the depths of her throat. Then, as she pulled off his prick, her soft cheeks became concave as she sucked on it during her upward motion.
Parker started to fuck her mouth, his strokes shallow at first, and then increasing in strength and depth, as he realized that she could take in all of his massive manhood.
He felt his asshole become inflamed with sympathetic excitement as the fires in his loins spread outward, until his whole body trembled with desire.
Still gripping the sides of her head, he rocked his hips back and forth. As his excitement grew, Lola's hard-working mouth moved faster and harder. She sucked furiously on his prick as it started to swell. Between her tongue and the roof of her mouth, she felt his prick throbbing with increased intensity.
She closed her eyes, hoping that he would reciprocate. Her pussy lips had swollen and tingled maddeningly as she serviced his prick. Her breasts swelled and throbbed, as she inhaled the musky aroma of his aroused manhood.
Her mouth moved with increasing fervor over Parker's magnificent manhood. She reached under his powerful penis, and grasped his balls, and started to knead them, savoring the feeling of the hard nuts encased in his twin sacs of flesh.
Parker's grip on her head tightened still more, and he started to fuck her mouth with increasing fury, making his strokes quick and deep, and pulling out quickly, so that he wouldn't strangle her.
He felt the sucking pressure increase, as Lola moved up and down on his prick, kneading his over-full balls.
They contracted, and he growled, the sound deep in his throat, as they churned up their seething load of come cream.
Lola quivered with excitement, as she felt his prick get hotter in her mouth, felt the throbbing getting stronger.
Then his come cream exploded in a thick, warm geyser from his piss slit. She started to gulp even more strongly, as his thick cream poured into her throat. She felt it slithering down her rippling throat, and then welling up in her mouth.
It mixed with her saliva and started to pour out of the corners of her mouth, making a slimy trail down her chin, and dropping in viscid gobs on her tits which jiggled with her motions.
Paul was enthralled and wild with the pleasure of his ejaculation. He had seen her slip her wrists out of the bonds in which he had placed them, and had thought nothing of letting her play with his balls.
It wasn't his intention to hurt her, merely forestall any funny tricks. He closed his eyes, and slammed into the depths of her throat again and again as he emptied his balls into her hard-working mouth.
When he had spent the last of his load, Lola moved her mouth off his prick, and licked it clean.
She still had one hand under his prick, hefting his hairy balls.
"Ouch!" he barked, his body stiffening.
Lola, irrepressible as always, and not in the least bit daunted, had pulled hard on his fleshy sacs, and not content with that dirty trick, she then pinched some of his hairs and yanked them out of his wrinkled skin.
The pain shot through Paul's body and jangled in his ears.
Very roughly, he grabbed her wrists-both of them. Lola attempted to tighten her grip around Parker's balls, but Parker's grip was so tight that she couldn't articulate her muscles sufficiently to grip him with any strength.
"That was a dirty, nasty trick," Parker said, as he reached down and picked up the linen napkin. Once again Lola found herself with her arms bound behind her back.
She looked up at Paul.
"No dirtier than your tying me up!" she retorted.
"You know why I tied you up."
"For nothing!" Lola exclaimed.
Parker shook his head and clucked his tongue.
"You haven't learned your lesson yet," he said, stepping out of the tub. His cock was getting hard again, as he looked at Lola, kneeling in the bathtub, her arms tied behind her back. The bound position of her arms made her fabulous, melon-shaped jugs more prominent.
Her nipples were stiff and puckered, and the little pink nubbins of flesh stood out on her rounded fleshy orbs like fresh new erasers on the tip of a new pencil.
Before her awed, and somewhat frightened gaze, he picked up his pants and pulled his belt from the loops.
Outside the door, the party was getting noisier. People were still trying to get into the bathroom, but more and more infrequently. Word spreads fast at a party, and by now it had probably got around that a couple had chosen that bathroom to fuck in.
"What-what are you going to do?" Lola gasped, her eyes widening as Parker swung the belt around a few times and then snapped it in the air.
"So you want some rough stuff, do you? One good turn always deserves another, you know."
"I'll-ril scream, Parker! You can't do this to
"Why not? Do you think your nasty trick is forgivable?"
"But you tied me up!"
"Because you stood me up!" Parker barked.
He reached down and picked up the gag and stuffed it back in Lola's delectable mouth. It was a bit of an effort, because he was more tempted to kiss her.
Then he swung the belt through the air. It landed with a loud crack on Lola's still wet ass. She flinched and squealed behind the gag, and Parker's prick again reached full dimensions as he watched the red welt appear on her ass.
He had every intention of giving her a sound spanking for her mischief!