Chapter 14
Rachel thought Friday would never arrive. Her hands shook as she cooked breakfast. She didn't ask Paul why he chose Don. She didn't care. What mattered was that tonight she was going to have two cocks. She thought of her evening with Anne and John. A threesome with a husband and wife was one thing. Making it with her husband and another man was a totally different ball of wax!
As soon as they finished eating, she pushed the dishes out of the way. She straddled Paul, slid her ass onto the table and spread her legs on each side of him. Her robe fell open, exposing her voluptuous naked body.
"Another surprise?" he chuckled.
"Darling, I'm so turned on, I can't stand it."
"You could jack off," he teased.
"Oh, baby, even if I used two vibrators and both hands, I still wouldn't get the job done!" She licked his lips, then kissed him.
He grinned and teased her by running his hands over the inside of her bare thighs. "You really are hot," he said. "That little thing of licking my lips is a dead giveaway. You're looking forward to Don's visit, huh?"
"Oh, Christ, darling! Don't tease me. Fuck me!"
"Are you sure you want to go through with this?"
"You're damned right I want to go through with it!" she hissed. "I've had two men, one right after the other, but never two at the same time."
"Oh? When was this?"
She leaned over and unbuckled his belt. He stood up and she opened his pants and pushed them down. Her brazen behavior, and the thought of Don's visit, was having an effect on him, too. His cock sprang out and bounced up and down as it throbbed in time with his heavy pulse.
She wrapped her hand around the stiff staff and slowly skinned it back. "Before I met you," she replied as she tugged him closer.
He shuffled forward and she rubbed the knob of his prick up and down her hot, wet slit, teasing both herself and him.
"There's so much I don't know about you," he said. "One day soon, we have to sit down and talk."
She pushed the head of his cock down to her humid hole. "I told you, darling, I'll answer truthfully any question you ask, but I won't volunteer anything." She wrapped her legs around his waist, hunched her ass, and drove the head of his dick into her dripping cunt. She put her hands on his ass and pulled him closer still, sinking the rest of his prick into her.
"You drive a hard bargain," he grunted.
"I want you to drive a hard cock!" she moaned. "Fuck me before I go out of my fucking mind!"
He paused a moment, savoring the way her superheated cunt felt around his cock. It was a feeling like no other, a feeling to be remembered forever, no matter how many times a man fucks the same woman. She tugged at him with her legs, urging him to get busy. He began to give his prick to her, his full attention focused on the way his prick felt in her hot snatch. The hot snatch that was rapidly sapping his control.
She put her hands on his shoulders and held on as she looked down at his cock sliding in and out of her cunt. She began to wiggle her ass back and forth on the table in a lascivious rhythm. An expression of pure lust covered her flushed face. She adored the way her husband's lusty cock stretched her narrow channel. His hot poker was turning her crotch into liquid fire. She began to moan and pant like the little steam engine that could. The louder she moaned, the harder he fucked her. The harder he fucked her, the louder she moaned.
"Your cock feels so good, darling," she whimpered. She reached into her crotch and began to frig her clit. "God, I love to fuck! Get it, baby! Get it good! I'm almost there!"
He increased the speed of his swinging hips, slamming his prick deep into her tight twat. He put his hands on her tits and began to tweak her stiff nipples. She came with a rush of breath and a loud roar. Her inner cunt muscles locked his probing prong in a velvet vise. Her orgasm began deep in her sex channel. It traveled up her body in lightning-fast waves and exploded into a thousand points of light in her brain.
The first wave began to ebb and he started cumming. His jism squirted against the mouth of her womb, starting her all over again. She fell back on the table, tightened her legs around his waist, and fucked with him as hard as she could. They bucked and heaved together until his cock began to wilt.
"That was quite a breakfast," he said with obvious appreciation. "Think you can put it on the menu every morning?"
"If you think you can handle it," she whispered. "I'm like the airline, darling. I'm ready whenever you are, and I've always got a seat for you."
He flicked the tip of his tongue over her prominent clit. "And I've got a lifetime ticket in first class," he said with a chuckle. He hauled up his pants and went to the bathroom to wash.
She was still lying across the table when he returned. He licked her nipples, then kissed her.
"I'm not the only one who-likes to lick things," she giggled.
"You've got a lot of nice places to lick. See you tonight, baby."
"I still haven't decided what I'm going to fix for dinner," she said.
"Don't go to a lot of trouble. Don isn't interested in eating food."
She punched him lightly on the shoulder. "Oh, you!" she said in mock anger.
She ran around nude, cleaning the house, even though she'd cleaned it thoroughly the day before. She was so keyed up, so turned on, every nerve in her body tingled all day.
When Paul came home that evening, Rachel greeted him with a big kiss and a cold martini.
"I took my bath earlier," she said. "I'll be in to dress in a few minutes."
She finished up in the kitchen and went to the bedroom. He was standing in front of his closet, naked.
"What do you think I should wear?" he asked. "Does it matter?" she laughed. She took his hand and led him to the bed. "What's up?"
"Your cock," she replied. "I'm going to suck you off so you won't be in such a hurry to cum later."
"You think it's going to excite me to watch you with Don, don't you?"
"No, I don't think it will. I know it will. You're as excited as I am. If you don't believe me, look at your cock."
She sat him on the side of the bed and knelt between his legs. She gripped his stiff cock in one hand and licked the swollen knob until it was sleek and wet. His nerves jangled as her lively tongue caressed his sensitive flesh. He took her head in his hands and held it tenderly.
"You're a good licker, baby," he murmured.
She chuckled and lowered her head. She gripped his shaft tightly and peeled the foreskin back as she took the head into her mouth. She loved to suck cock, and knew she did it well. She began to masturbate him as she sucked only the head. One cock gave her tremendous pleasure. Two at the same time was going to be four times as much fun.
He encouraged her with little murmurs of pleasure. Sensing that he was close to cumming, she began to stroke faster and suck his cockhead harder.
He stiffened and lurched and took more of his prick into her mouth. His mighty cum shot filled her mouth all at once with slippery, hot fluid. She swallowed rapidly and took the thick mass of hot jizz down her throat. He fell back on the bed and lay still as she nursed on his prick and drew out the last few drops.
They got dressed just minutes before Don arrived. She put on a red garter belt, red hose and red, high-heeled sandals with straps that wrapped around the ankles. Whore's garb and fuck-me shoes, as she jokingly called it. She had never dressed that way for her husband. She hoped he liked it. She put on a simple cotton dress that buttoned down the front and went to the kitchen.
Paul served drinks and made small talk with Don as Rachel put dinner on the table. The meal went faster and easier than she thought it would. No one seemed to care how the food tasted. She wasn't even aware that she was eating. She cleared the table and joined the men in the living room.
She felt awkward and timid as she fixed a drink and sat between the two men. She could tell that Don liked her big tits and well-rounded ass. They each knew why they were there. She was so horny, but didn't know what to do or say to get the fun started. Neither man said anything. She wondered if they were too shy to double-fuck her.
She put her glass on the coffee table. She looked at Don and smiled shyly. She turned her head quickly and kissed Paul.
He hit her ON button by putting his hand on her left tit and fondling it lightly. Both of her nipples erected and her clit tingled. She yanked his zipper down and dug out his cock. She glanced quickly at Don, then leaned over and inhaled her husband's dick.
Paul pulled her up and opened the front of her dress. She leaned her head on his shoulder and held his prick in her hand. She pulled on it like a rope of taffy as he began to play with her tits.
Don looked at her luscious tits. The sight of the voluptuous, sexy woman lying half-naked in her husband's arms stirred his libido. He slid off the couch and knelt in front of her.
She pulled her dress up and hooked the heels of her sandals on the edge of the couch. She parted her legs and fluffed up the thick hair filling her crotch, then ran her middle finger up and down her slit. Don pushed her knees further apart and looked at her long, hairy crack.
She held the long, thick lips of her pussy open and tipped her cunt up. He leaned forward between her shapely thighs and his tongue shot out. His tongue touched her wet slit, and she gasped from the electric contact. She slid her itchy clit under the tip of his tongue and gasped louder.
"Ooohhh," she moaned. "Lick my clit. Suck my cunt. Oh, damn, eat me out and make me cum."
Don covered her hairy box with his mouth, stuck his tongue way up her cunt, and began to drink her savory nectar. She tasted good. She began to moan softly and pull on her husband's dick with strong tugs. The head stood out prominently as she squeezed the shaft fiercely. The slurp of Don's tongue in her pussy assailed her ears and made her tingle all over.
She tightened her grip on her husband's dick and kissed him breathlessly. Her ass began to beat a nonstop, urgent rhythm on the couch. The muscles in her tense thighs began to flex rigorously. Don's slurping grew louder as he began to lick faster.
She rolled her head to the side and moaned, "God, this is so exciting, darling! Don is really rocking my little man-in-the-boat."
Paul chuckled. "Little, my ass!" he said. He began to knead her big tits and tweak her thick nipples. "The damned thing's as big as the end of my little finger!"
She squirmed and rubbed her succulent, hairy slit all over Don's mouth. He licked her long gash from end to end. He lashed her clit softly. He stabbed his tongue deeply onto her sopping hole and tongue-fucked her and sucked her savory essence down his throat.
"Oooooo," moaned. "I love to get my pussy eaten. It's even better when the licker has such a wonderful tongue. Suck my cunt, baby. I'm going to cum."
Don couldn't believe his good fortune. He thought he would have to troll his favorite bar for pussy, then Paul invited him over. At first, he didn't believe that Paul wanted him to fuck his wife. When Paul assured him that was exactly what he wanted, he nearly creamed his jeans. Rachel was one of the sexiest women he knew. Now, wonder of wonder, the foxy woman was scrubbing her luscious cunt in his face and urging him to suck her off!
"Damn, you sure are hot tonight," Paul muttered.
"like a fucking blast furnace, darling," Rachel moaned. "You and Don don't have enough cum to put out the fire in my cunt."
"We'll just see about that," Paul replied.
Rachel grabbed Don's head and ground her cunt into his face. "Oh, yes, suck my cunt," she moaned. "God, it feels good! Going to cum all over your face, baby! Going to fill your mouth with my cream. Eat my cunt, baby! Drink my juice!"
She whimpered and moaned and snuffled and mewled and almost smothered the poor man with her fleshy, hairy snatch as her orgasm burst over her like a tidal wave. She came down slowly, mentally wallowing in the afterglow of the much needed release.