Chapter 4
Sandy settled back in the chair, glad that the trio had been too busy in their passionate pleasure-seeking to notice that she had climaxed without being touched. Howard removed his limber cock from Nadine's clinging pussy and got on his back, his head near Nadine's. Sandy wasn't surprised when Marcia went down and cleaned Howard's wet organ with her mouth and tongue.
But Sandy wasn't prepared for what happened next. The blonde lifted from her husband's soft prick, got between Nadine's legs and delved her tongue into Nadine's sperm-filled vagina. Watching as the lovely woman buried her face in Nadine's crotch and hearing the loud slurping sounds, Sandy wondered if there was anything the lustful, sex-driven trio wouldn't do.
"Marcia is really a very conservative person," Howard said, sitting upright. He chuckled. "She doesn't like to waste anything, I mean and now Nadine won't have to take time out to go to the bathroom."
Realizing that the words had been addressed to her, Sandy met the horny husband's gleaming eyes. "I feel as if I were having a nightmare," she said. "I keep thinking that I will wake up at any moment and find that I've been having a crazy dream."
"My wife and I don't force anybody to cater to our desires, Sandy. That's the main reason we usually pay for having our somewhat off-beat whims satisfied. In other words, you're free to leave at any time and if you really feel this is like a nightmare, I suggest that you wait in another room."
Nadine had been hunching her ass and hips along with Marcia's oral greediness. She kept right on moving and said, "My lovely sister doesn't want to leave. Sandy isn't an overgrown baby any longer and she had a chance to change her mind before going this far. Right, Sandy?"
Sandy had been meeting her sister's dark, passion-filmed eyes. Before she could answer and admit that Nadine had spoken at least part of the truth-as she probably was behaving like an overgrown baby-Marcia lifted her head, licked her wet lips and smiled at Sandy.
"Maybe you would like for Nadine to wait in another room, honey. Maybe you're just embarrassed because your sister is here. In fact, it might be better if we both left you with my husband."
"No." Sandy said, sure that she would be even more frightened if Nadine left. "Give me a little more time, I mean and I'm sure I'll be able to do what Nadine wants me to do."
"You aren't going to get away with that," Nadine said. "You aren't going to shift all of the blame for everything over on me, Sandy."
"Don't you two beauties get into an argument," Howard said. "This is no time for that kind of foolishness." He lowered until he was flat on his back again and clasped his hands behind his head. "Take your time, Sandy. There's no big hurry that I can see. In fact, I couldn't do anything about changing your status quo or whatever now if you wanted me to."
"I guess Sandy's too basically prudish to ever make it in my profession," Nadine said. "I just thought it was time for her to learn to accept the sexual pleasures in life as a right and not just a privilege to be enjoyed with a husband she expects to have someday. Hell, it might be years before she gets married and it seems so damn sad for a single person to depend upon masturbation."
"It is sad," Marcia said. "I still resent the fact that I was taught when a youngster that all sexual pleasures were somehow evil and wicked. I was eighteen before I had my first sexual experience with a partner. The man was a friend of my father's. It wasn't exactly rape, but he did use a degree of force that I secretly welcomed."
The blonde laughed. "But I didn't mean to go into a case history of my sexual awakening!" She sobered. "I will say, though, that if I had ever been blessed with a daughter, I would have seen to it that she didn't waste as many years as I did. The same goes for a son, of course. Why should anybody be deprived of such an important part of the gift of life?"
"Moralizing hypocrites could give you many reasons," Howard said. "Stupid reasons, of course, but that's to be expected from such people."
"Tell Sandy how lucky you were," Nadine said.
"I happened to be the youngest of four children," Howard said. "The lucky part was that I had three very sexy older sisters. They were all eagerly willing to teach me all there was to know about sex. In a practical way, I mean and I think I learned my lessons well."
"I didn't have any brothers or sisters," Marcia said. "Incest has always been a fascinating subject to me, though and I can listen for hours while Howard tells about the exciting sexual experiences with his sisters."
"You aren't going to hear me do all that much talking about anything now," Howard said. "Not while I'm in a room with three beautiful females."
Sandy knew that the talk was for her benefit, an attempt to put her more at ease, but the subject matter had made her even more nervous. She hoped Nadine wasn't getting any crazy ideas. Sex between sisters would be even worse than Howard having sex with his sisters.
After a long silence, with all eyes on Sandy, Nadine said, "Let me show Sandy just how freewheeling I am where all forms of sex are concerned, Marcia. Maybe that will help her crawl out of her shell and her clothes."
Marcia stretched out on her back and Nadine turned over and began sucking on the blonde's nearest perky breast. Sandy had been expecting such a move from Nadine. She knew that a female in her sister's racket had to be willing to perform just about any kind of a sex act whether she enjoyed it or not. That was another reason she didn't want to become a whore, Sandy thought, watching as Nadine lifted and began sucking on Marcia's other small, firm-looking breast.
Straddling Marcia's slowly squirming body, Nadine walked backward on her knees, kissing and tonguing her way down to the blonde crotch. Marcia parted her long legs, Nadine got between them, propped on her elbows and parted the short, blonde pubic hairs with her thumbs. She looked at Sandy, winked, then buried her face.
Marcia lurched upward, grabbed Nadine's head and entangled her fingers in Nadine's black hair. Nadine slipped her hands around and under and grasped Marcia's wriggling ass.
"Would you mind telling me what I can expect, Sandy? I'll admit that I'm getting a little impatient with you."
Sandy pulled her eyes from her sister's bobbing head. Howard was sitting upright again. Meeting his eyes, she slowly got to her feet, deciding that she had been behaving in a childish manner far too long. After all, she had agreed to visit the couple with Nadine and she didn't think they would force her to do anything.
Maybe Howard would be satisfied to just go down on her. His penis was still soft, despite the intimate oral act they were witnessing and she had always thought that lesbianism was exciting to males. She had read that somewhere, anyhow. It was to her, that was for sure and she wouldn't resist if his wife touched her.
Sandy had been removing her clothes with trembling fingers, unable to keep from enjoying the admiration in Howard's eyes. Marcia had her eyes closed, obviously thrilling to an orgasm under Nadine's lavish attentions and the reflections in the many mirrors soon included Sandy's total nakedness.
"Come here," Howard said. "There's plenty of room on this big bed, you know."
"How lovely you are, my dear! Your body is just as gorgeous as Nadine's!"
Marcia had lifted her upper body and Nadine had lifted her head. Looking at the cunt juices glistening on Nadine's lips, realizing that it hadn't been just a job for pay to her sexy sister, Sandy walked around to the foot of the huge bed, telling herself that she would raise all kinds of hell if Nadine touched her.
Climbing onto the bed, walking on her hands and knees until she was beside Howard, Sandy got on her back. Seeing her reflection in the mirror overhead, along with the reflections of the other three naked bodies, Sandy closed her eyes. It was too late to turn back, she thought. If Howard could get his penis hard, she would let him put it in. She just hoped that it wouldn't hurt too much when what Nadine had called a worthless piece of skin was punctured by Howard's penetrating cock.
Sandy felt Howard's hand caressing her thrusting breasts, brushing lightly over her stiffened nipples, then slipping down and rubbing around and around on her trembling belly. She felt his warm breath on her left breast. His tongue flicked against the erect tip a few times, causing the familiar electric-like shock waves to ripple down along her feverish body to her loins. His warm, wet lips encircled the elongated nipple, sucked and drew the hard tip and some of the surrounding firm flesh into his hot mouth.
Thrilling to the delightful sensation, Sandy felt a movement on the bed, felt smooth fingers on her right thigh and opened her eyes just long enough to see that it was Marcia joining Howard. She felt the blonde's tongue flicking against her erect nipple, then the hot mouth engulfing a goodly portion of the spiked mound. The female lips were softer and smoother and just a little more greedy.
The wonderful sensation of having both of her throbbing titties sucked and tongued at the same time soon had Sandy squirming her buttocks against the mattress. Hands were also roaming all over her body, caressing and fondling and she opened her eyes when smooth fingers stroked her moist cuntal lips. She was relieved to see that Nadine was still on the far side of the bed.
"It feels great, doesn't it, Sandy? To have both your titties sucked at the same time?"
Sandy didn't say anything. Her sister already knew the answer and a finger she knew belonged to Marcia had slipped into Sandy's quivering pussy. The blonde didn't probe very deep, however and she didn't go to Sandy's clitoris. When Sandy hunched upward the finger was removed and Marcia pulled her mouth and tongue from Sandy's thrusting, throbbing breast.
"I just have to taste you, darling!"
Sandy met the blonde's blazing eyes. She was so sexy-hot she didn't care which member of the husband and wife team tasted her twat. She just wanted a tongue shoved into her steaming snatch. Marcia was soon down between Sandy's legs doing just that, while Howard continued to feast upon one of her tingling titties. Sandy lurched upward as the hot and slippery tongue slithered into her clinging cunt. But Marcia's hot oral instrument only probed deep a few times, swabbed Sandy's clitoris.
"Your turn, dear husband!"
Howard's mouth and tongue left Sandy's spiked breast and his darting tongue traced a wet path down along her flushed body, while Marcia's darting tongue traced an equally wet path all the way down one of Sandy's legs to her ankle. Howard's tongue snaked between Sandy's pussy lips, causing her to gasp and lurch upward again, but he didn't go to her clit, either.
After swabbing the walls of her pulsing cunt, he pulled his tongue out and licked down along Sandy's other leg. As Marcia and Howard kissed, then began licking their way up her trembling legs, Sandy knew that the only reason she hadn't climaxed was because she had spasmed while sitting on the chair.
Sandy glanced over at Nadine, saw the smile on her sister's face and realized that she had cupped and was kneading her own hard-nippled breasts. She didn't bother to stop; nor did she try to stop the undulating movements of her hips and ass. After all, she thought, it was a little late to be shameful or modest in front of her hot-ass, whoring sister.
"Are you ready to be fucked, Sandy?"
"Yes, damn you, yes!" Sandy blurted, meeting Nadine's dark, gleaming eyes, not caring that she was also whoring, not giving a damn at the moment for anything except satisfying the passion that seemed to be raging like a wild beast throughout her entire being.
Marcia planted a wet kiss on Sandy's quivering gash and got back out of the way. Howard quickly positioned himself and his stiffly thrusting cock between Sandy's parted legs. He snuggled in close, one hand holding onto his erect prick and swiped the hard and velvety-smooth crown up and down Sandy's gaping cuntal lips.
"There shouldn't be much pain, Sandy. I'll just slip the head in and then you can let me know when you're ready. Usually there isn't even much blood and don't worry if you don't enjoy it right away. After you adjust to being plugged and to the idea of being plugged for the first time, it should start feeling damned good. But, as I said, don't think there is anything wrong if it doesn't. Sometimes it takes two or three or even more sessions before..."
"For Christ's sake, Howard! Start fucking before you talk yourself right out of a virgin-fresh piece of ass!"
Howard chuckled. "Keep your cool, Marcia. Sandy has waited all of her life for this moment and I want her prepared mentally for what could be a traumatic experience. Here goes, honey. I'm just going to ease the head in."
Sandy couldn't keep from flinching as Howard applied pressure with his rigid cock. But the knob slipped in easily enough and she felt a dreadful moment of panic as it flashed through her feverish mind that she was actually selling to a stranger what she had always wanted to give to a lover in marriage.
Howard didn't push his cockhead in any further and he removed his fingers from the base of his shaft and put his hand on the mattress near Sandy's side in the same position his other hand was in on her other side. She felt his arms touching her body and his eyes were kind when he asked, "Are you ready?"
Sandy nodded and gritted her teeth. Howard pushed in until the blunt end of his cock made contact with her hymen. Then, gritting his teeth, he made a hard, quick thrust. There was only a sharp, tingling moment of pain as the stiff organ plowed through the thin blocking membrane.
Howard's momentum carried his hard cock right on in until he was balls deep. Sandy saw the surprise registering in his eyes because the penetration had been so easy. She was pleased and thought how much time she had wasted worrying about being hurt. She was also disappointed. It felt good to finally have a cock buried in her cunt, but so far she could feel nothing all that great about it.
After a few seconds Howard slowly pulled his cock almost out, then just as slowly pushed it all the way in again. Sandy, seeing his ass in the ceiling mirror and Marcia and Nadine staring, obviously waiting for her to say something-or maybe to start hunching through an orgasm-almost laughed. God, what a letdown!
"How do you feel, Sandy?"
Sandy looked at her sister. "To tell you the truth, I don't feel much of anything. Physically there's little more than a numbness, mentally there's more than a little sadness and a hell of a lot of shame."
"That sounds like a lot of feeling to me," Nadine said. "The wrong kinds, I know, but I also know that the numbness will soon turn into the most glorious feelings you have ever experienced. As for the sadness and the shame, those mental feelings will work themselves out after you begin to feel the physical joy of fucking."
Marcia laughed. "What a speech just to say that the lovely young girl hasn't gotten adjusted either physically or mentally to' having a cock in her cunt for the first time!"
Howard had left his hard cock buried and a pleasant glow had started to replace the numbness in Sandy's vagina, Grinning and saying that there had been too damn much talking and thinking, Howard lowered his broad and almost hairless chest onto Sandy's thrusting titties and slipped his hands down to her flaring hips.
He began making slow in and almost out thrusts, his stiff cock sliding easily and a pleasurable sensation began to spread throughout Sandy's body. His fingers gripped her hips more firmly, he buried his face next to hers and as he continued his slow strokes the pleasure increased for Sandy. She even started to enjoy watching his humping ass in the overhead mirror.
Soon Howard raised his head and mashed his mouth to Sandy's mouth. Her lips had already been parted and his tongue jabbed past her teeth and deep into her mouth. He quickened the tempo of his thrusts, riding high and making contact with her clitoris and she began rotating her buttocks and hunching along with his powerful strokes. She also began returning his tongue-probing kiss.
He suddenly pulled his mouth and tongue from hers and they both gasped for breath. She had put her arms around his neck. The wonderful sensations caused by his pistoning prick made her forget shame, sadness and guilt. She felt that she might cum at any moment and bit at her lower lip to keep from crying out with pleasure.
She felt a muscle deep in her heated cunt begin to contract. He began to fuck her with faster thrusts and she matched the new pace. She suddenly felt every muscle in her clinging cunt go taut in one great convulsive contraction and clamp down on Howard's hard cock. Her nipples were poking into Howard's chest and they felt stiff and swollen enough to burst.
Her hands had been clutching at his back and shoulders. She slipped them down to his tense buttocks and she wriggled her own ass wildly as she felt herself beginning to melt. She dug her fingers into his firm ass-cheeks and he slipped his hands around and under and grasped her buttocks. He pronged her faster and she cried out as she exploded into the most intense climax she had ever had. The wondrous pleasure lasted and lasted and Howard kept right on pumping his stiff cock until she had sagged limply.
"Don't tell me you didn't like that, Sandy!"
Sandy didn't look at her sister. She didn't even open her eyes. She had closed them while thrilling to the delightful orgasm. Howard had again buried his face beside hers, his breathing loud in her ear and she was glad he hadn't ejaculated. His hard cock felt wonderful there in her quivering pussy and she hoped that he would soon start fucking her again. She was still very passionate and she wanted to feel his sperm shooting into her steaming snatch.
Howard lifted his upper body, braced on his hands and arms and Sandy met his passion-glazed eyes. "You were lucky, Sandy. Your hymen was very thin, I mean and I'll bet you don't feel any soreness at all."
Sandy didn't feel any soreness, but she didn't say anything. She wished that Nadine and Marcia weren't there staring at her. She was so sexy-hot she knew that there wasn't anything she wouldn't try if the slightest pressure was applied, either physically or verbally and she also knew that afterward she would be sorry. It was abnormal enough for Marcia to go down on her. She would really be abnormal if she did it to the blondeand to have any kind of sexual relations with her own sister really would be the depths of degradation.
"Are you going to be able to cum, honey?"
Howard looked around at his wife. "Are you kidding! I'm fighting for control in this hot, tight pussy right now!"
Marcia laughed. "Hold off long enough to give the young beauty another good fuck, Howard. And spread your legs enough for me to do what I love to do!"
"Don't forget that Sandy was a virgin," Howard told his wife. "I don't think there was much blood, but you had better take that into consideration before you do what you love to do."
"I love to do many things," Marcia said, laughing again. "I'll just tongue your bunghole and hope that I'll get a chance to lick your pumping prick and her pretty pussy lips at some other time. Go, dear husband, go! Pour the meat to the darling ex-virgin!"
Howard began to fuck Sandy again and she moved along with his deep thrusts. Marcia got down behind her husband. Just before Howard glued his mouth to hers, Sandy saw the reflection of Marcia spreading his ass-cheeks and burying her face in the crack. Sandy dimly wondered how the wanton wife could hold onto the humping ass, then forgot everything except the wondrous sensations that were again surging throughout her entire body.
Soon Sandy was well on her way toward another spasmodic orgasm. She wrapped her arms around Howard's neck, returned his tongue-lashing kiss, dug her heels into the mattress and met him thrust for thrust. There was nothing in the world except the ecstasy she was experiencing.
Howard suddenly pulled his mouth and tongue from Sandy's and loudly announced that he was just about to blast off. He began pumping even faster and Sandy matched the new pace, rushing toward her own climax, all of her senses seeming to be centered in her clasping cunt and his pistoning prick.
She felt his cock jerking, seeming to expand even more and then felt hot jets of semen spurting and flooding her cunt. The spasming cock exploding its hot jism triggered her into a blissful orgasm and she bucked and bounced her ass and clawed at his back with her fingers.
They stopped moving at the same time and the sperm soothed Sandy's tender tissues. Howard lifted his face from beside hers, smiled, kissed her lightly on the forehead and told her that he had enjoyed himself very much. She returned the smile, but only let her eyes tell him that she had also enjoyed herself.
Marcia had moved from between their legs. She got a towel from under the mattress and handed it to Howard. Sandy saw that Nadine had swung from the bed and was walking toward the bathroom. Howard withdrew his limp organ, wiped it and shoved the towel between Sandy's legs. Marcia got of the bed and also went to the bathroom.
Holding the towel firmly in place, Sandy sat up and scooted her ass across the bed until she could get her feet on the soft, thick carpet. Howard remained on the bed, on his back and Sandy felt very awkward walking to the bathroom with the towel clutched between her thighs.
She didn't like the reflections in the many mirrors, but most of all she didn't like what she had become. It was bad enough to lose her virginity to a man she didn't love, it was really depraved to be paid for it. Well, she thought, she would just tell Nadine to keep the money and jam it deep.
Nadine and Marcia had drawn a tub of water. Smiling, they started to help Sandy into the tub. She tossed the towel aside, noticed there hadn't been much blood and told them she wasn't an invalid. Her tone was sharp and they dropped their hands to their sides.
"Don't be bitter," Marcia said. "Just think about the pleasure you had and can have from now on, dear."
"Let's leave the big baby and let her soak by herself," Nadine said, frowning. "Maybe she will also soak some of the silly stubbornness out of her beautiful head."
Nadine and Marcia left and Sandy stepped into the tub of hot water. She did soak for a few minutes before standing again and working up a soapy lather on her body. She paid particular attention to her crotch, probing with her fingers, glad there wasn't any soreness, thinking the stories she had heard about a lot of pain being involved when losing one's virginity had really been misleading in her case. She felt that she could take a lot more pronging right away and she had always thought there had to be a certain amount of time for recuperation after the first fucking session.
Sinking back down into the water, she rinsed the soap off, then got out of the tub. There was a handy towel and while she was drying, Howard entered the bathroom, his soft cock and heavy balls dangling. He just smiled and stepped into the shower stall.
Sandy drained and cleansed the tub, hesitated, then left the bathroom. She had thought about speaking to Howard, maybe telling him that she appreciated the way he had been so considerate when he hadn't really had to, but she had decided not to say anything. He had gotten what he had paid for, or was going to pay for and she might as well keep things strictly on a business basis.
Nadine and Marcia were on the bed, turned end for end, locked tightly together in what Sandy knew was the erotic embrace called a sixty-nine. Telling herself that she wouldn't have anything to do with lesbian activities, Sandy quickly gathered up her clothes and hurried from the mirrored room.
In the huge living room, Sandy hesitated again, not sure whether or not she should get dressed. She didn't want to make Nadine too angry, or knock her out of the fee and she really wouldn't mind having another session with Howard. It was too late to change anything and she might as well go ahead and enjoy herself..
Seeing Howard entering the room, still drying himself with a large towel. Sandy tossed her clothes on a nearby chair. She returned his smile, walked over to a couch, sat down and crossed her legs.
Howard draped the towel over his shoulder and walked over to the bar. "I think I could use a drink, Sandy. How about you?"
"Yes," Sandy said. "I think a highball would really hit the spot. Not that I drink very much."
Preparing the drinks, Howard chuckled, then said, "You haven't been doing much of anything very much, have you, Sandy? Are you ashamed because of what happened?"
"Shouldn't I be? After all, I just turned my first trick as a whore, didn't I? I read that expression somewhere, but I never had the slightest idea that it would ever apply to me. Just a short time ago I would have sworn that my sister wasn't a prostitute. Or a call girl, as she prefers to call herself and now I find myself in the same racket."
Howard brought the drinks over, handed Sandy one and sat down a couple of feet from her. He put the towel beside him on the couch, they sipped in silence and Sandy wondered if the good-looking man meant to have sex with her again. He didn't have a hard-on and he wasn't behaving as if he even had sex on his mind, so maybe he just wanted to keep her company while waiting for Nadine and Marcia to get their fill of gay sex.
"You shouldn't condemn your sister for doing what she wants to do, Sandy. She's happy and that's all that really matters, isn't it?"
"That's no reason for her to try and hook me in on what she calls her profession."
"I didn't see her twisting your arms," Howard said. "How did she talk you into coming here?"
"I talked myself into it, I guess. I wanted to pay back some of the money she has given me over the years. Besides, she called me a baby and I wanted to prove that I'm not."
"You did that all right," Howard said. "In a physical way, anyhow. Someday, in a truly enlightened society, whoring will be a respected and respectful profession, Sandy. Women capable of adjusting mentally to all the talents involved and required serve a very useful and necessary purpose and need. As do men in the profession of satisfying the sexual desires of women, of course. I've had a great deal of experience along those lines."
"I'm not sure that I understand what you mean."
"Before I married Marcia, I worked for an escort service," Howard said. "About ninety percent of the women wanted sex. That's how I met Marcia. On a date through the escort outfit, I mean."
"She said you love each other," Sandy said.
"We do, Sandy. There are many kinds of love, you know. You're still young enough to believe in the romance stuff and I'm not knocking it, but to me love is when two people understand each other completely, enjoy being with each other and want each other to be happy. That includes sexual happiness, as so many married couples seem to forget and just because my wife happens to be bisexual, why should I try and cut her off from sex with other women?"
"That's a question I couldn't attempt to answer," Sandy said. "How about the fact that you have sex with other females right in front of your own wife? That isn't normal, either."
"It is for us," Howard said. "What is normal, Sandy? Rules for conduct put out by so-called experts? Who gave them the right to tell other people how to live? Whatever a person does is normal for that person, isn't it? It's normal for Marcia to live and have sex as she does, it's normal for me the way I live and I guess it's normal for you to feel as you do because of your upbringing. You have a mind of your own, though and you will just have to try and live the life that will make you happy. Just don't let me or anybody else influence you too damned much. Figure things out for yourself and don't worry about making mistakes."
"That last part is mostly what bothers me," Sandy said. "I worry about making serious mistakes, I mean and maybe you can tell me how to keep from doing that."
"You're asking the impossible," Howard said, getting to his feet and smiling down at Sandy. "Everybody makes mistakes in many things besides sexual matters and all I can say is that you will just have to kind of feel your way through life like everybody else. I think I can get another hard-on if you're in the mood. Maybe you think having sex with me again would be a mistake."
Sandy looked at Howard's cock. The organ was lifting into an erection and she did feel a surge of excitement. She was alone with the kind man and maybe she should do some experimenting while there weren't any witnesses. His words had made a lot of sense. What if she did try sucking his cock and found out she had made a mistake ? She could always stop!
Sandy uncrossed her legs, but before she could lift her hands to Howard's expanding cock, he dropped to his knees before her. He pushed her legs further apart and began kissing her inner thighs, one and then the other and she squirmed her naked ass against the soft seat cushion.
Howard licked up through Sandy's slit and plucked at her curly pubic hairs with his teeth. She scooted her buttocks out closer to the edge of the couch and he snaked his tongue into her tingling twat. But he only jabbed into her quivering channel a few times, went to her unhooded clitoris, flicked his tongue a few more times, then pulled his head back.
"That was just to get you passionate enough to do what I'm sure you want to do," he said, putting his hands on her knees and pushing himself to his feet. He grabbed the base of his hard cock with one hand and waved the thrusting organ from side to side. "You do want to take a taste, don't you?"
Sandy just stared at the blunt end of the poking prick. She wasn't sure she could get the big knob in her mouth, suddenly not even sure she wanted to try. She might gag. She might even get sick and mess up the couch and the carpet.
Howard put his other hand behind Sandy's head and tugged until her lips were only a fraction of an inch from the swollen glans. The exciting male odor filled her nostrils and she felt a choking sensation in her throat.
"I'm not forcing you, Sandy. I'm just giving you what I think is a little necessary encouragement. If you do decide to give it a try, though, please remember to keep your teeth from scraping my pecker."
Sandy didn't know if Howard was kidding or just being sarcastic. Not that it made any difference, she thought. He had accomplished his purpose. He had helped her make up her mind. She wanted to be completely uninhibited with a husband of her own someday and she might as well get some practice sucking a cock while she had such a perfect opportunity. Because even if it turned out that she didn't like it, she wouldn't refuse to suck her future husband's cock if he wanted to receive the intimate oral attentions. She would want him to go down on her. She would insist, really and she would have that understood before the wedding.
These thoughts flashed through Sandy's feverish mind as she was opening her mouth wide. Howard had removed his hand from the back of her head. He didn't thrust forward. He also let go of his thick shaft and put both hands on his hips. She leaned forward and the big, hot, hard, velvety-smooth crown slipped into her mouth very easily.
The bland taste was pleasing, as was the sensation of having her mouth crammed full of throbbing male flesh and just the idea that she was sucking a cock was exciting. Because she had started sucking, drawing a little more of the rigid organ into her mouth, lifting her hands to steady the thrusting, throbbing shaft.
"Let's get more comfortable," Howard said, pulling his cock from Sandy's mouth and clinging lips.
Sandy stared at his glistening, saliva-coated cock as Howard dropped to the carpet and got on his back, then she slipped to her knees, eager to recapture the delightful cock with her hungry mouth.