Chapter 2
There was a new interest in Sheena's eyes as they scanned the room. Only two hours old, the party was just warming up. She knew it would last until well after midnight, when some of the more outrageous things would occur.
But nothing as outrageous as what had just happened to her in the kitchen. As far as she knew, that was a first among the small group of friends.
Alex and Lee had not yet returned to the party. The testy woman was probably reading her husband the riot act and warning him to stay clear of newly divorced women. Too late, sweet Lee. The fox has already plundered the henhouse.
Three other couples besides herself crowded the living room. Until their divorce, she and Harry had been the fifth pair of partners in the group. The close knit social circle partied together, vacationed together, and-she now knew-some of them even slept together.
That knowledge brought a sparkle to the young woman's eyes, and she looked at the group with new interest. Randy and his blond-haired friend, John, were drinking beer and playing darts in one corner, while Randy's wife, Taylor, was sitting on a sofa across from Sheena, knee to knee with the dark-eyed blonde bitch, Claudia, who had all but admitted fucking Sheena's ex-husband. The two women were thumbing through the pages of a fashion magazine, laughing together as they commented on the pictures.
A slow tune was coming from the stereo, and John's wife, April, was dancing with Claudia's husband, Bill. The birthday bash was in honor of Bill being the first member of the circle of friends to reach the big three-oh mark.
Each woman in the group would do her turn before the evening was over. Bill couldn't dance worth a darn, but he loved tits. It was harmless fun, squeezing their jugs against him and letting him rub his hard cock across their bellies while he stumbled over their feet. Bill loved it, and sometimes the ladies got a charge out of it, too.
But it never went any further than that. Claudia had him well under her thumb, and he was harmless.
Sheena took a piece of paper that lay on the end table beside her and wrote down a name, Alex, Lee's husband, and under that the name of Claudia's husband, Bill. Then she put a big check mark beside Alex's name. Yes, that one had given her much satisfaction.
But, Bill? She wondered idly while she watched the birthday boy's ass twist awkwardly to a rumba beat. As he turned and sashayed away from his partner, she glimpsed the outline of his penis, big and stiff under his skintight pants.
Oh, God, Sheena thought, wouldn't it be great to get a piece of that action ? That would be getting even with his bitch wife, and it might even be fun.
She couldn't imagine why his wife had to steal other women's husbands. Thirty wasn't old; it looked like there was still a lot of life there. He might not have the stamina of a man in his early twenties, but he probably had twice as much experience fucking as any of the other men in the group.
Yes, that had to count for something. She drew a big circle around Bill's name, then her glance moved over to the dart players.
John was beautifully posed as he carefully prepared to launch a dart at the target-breath-takingly posed, actually, if your mind was running in the same titillating channels as Sheena's. The handsome guy had an athlete's build, with rippling muscles and narrow hips, and his slacks were stretched tight around the curve of a lean ass that would just fit the delicate span of a woman's hand.
Now, he would be a hard one to get. He and April were the youngest members of the group, newlyweds, and she doubted he had even begun to get his fill of his nineteen-year-old wife's pretty pussy yet.
His companion, on the other hand, would be easier. With a perpetual smile, and a risque joke or a quick retort always on the tip of his tongue, the redhead was the life of the party. And his flirty looks kept a woman's juices pleasantly simmering.
But, until now, she had never considered Randy anything more than a good-natured tease. Surely, Taylor's sultry looks and her voluptuous charms where more than enough to satisfy his appetite. But with the taste of Alex's sperm still tantalizing her mouth, Sheena was wondering if any man was truly satisfied with the same old daily fare.
Didn't they all hunger for an occasional taste of wild pussy?
A tingle went through her body as she added the two names to her list. John.. .Randy.
Of course it was just a piece of paper; dreams-fantasies, actually, nothing more. She would never do anything about it, but it was fun to imagine.
"What's that? A dance list?"
Randy hadn't actually snuck up on her; she just hadn't been paying attention when the dart game finished. She flushed, his breath on her neck making her feel guilty for the things he had caught her thinking as he leaned across the back of the seat and peered over her shoulder. Thank God, he couldn't see her face!
"Something like that." Sheena tittered playfully, gave a surreptitious glance across at the man's wife, then scratched the risqu' words at the top of the page: SHEENA'S FUCK LIST.
"Aaaaaaaaah. A wish list for Santa." He leaned closer to her ear. "Have you been a good little girl."
"Better than I want to be," she said with a pout.
"Why is there a check mark beside Alex's name?" he asked curiously.
"Because I've already gotten to him," she replied jokingly, as if she were simply playing a game.
"Lucky Alex." His chuckle was a sexy rumble that sent a chill up her spine. "And why am I on the bottom of the list?"
She smiled back at him. "Simply an oversight. Would you like to be next?"
"Love to."
She carefully crossed his name out and wrote it again above the others.
His breath was warm against her ear as he asked, "Just when is this delightful little experience scheduled to take place?"
"I'll let you arrange that," she replied coyly.
And he did. About five minutes later, his voice interrupted the party to announce that they were low on ice. "I'll run to the store and get some; anybody care to come along?"
Even Sheena groaned at the invitation.
"Sheena," he prompted, "didn't you need to pick up some cat food?"
"Cat food? Oh, yes!" she blurted.
"Well, come along," Randy said with a broad wink. "We certainly don't want your pussy going hungry."
Every guy in the room picked up on that and added his own pussy joke. The crude comments were greeted by groans from the women, and Sheena felt a flush of warmth. What would they say if they knew she didn't even have a cat?
The first step had been taken-a bold, giant step, she realized, as she stepped out the door with the handsome, red-headed man while his sexy wife watched without suspicion. A spark of life rippled through her from head to her toe. Would he, truly, be her second conquest from the list of her friends' husbands?
At first, she didn't think Randy had taken her seriously. He seemed to be going directly to the store. But her pulse quickened when he slowed to turn off onto an unlit side street.
"How's this?" he asked cautiously.
"Perfect," she answered.
"Do you really want to do this?" He was feeling her out, determining if she had been serious.
And she appreciated that. But, so there would be no doubt about her intentions, she dropped a hand into his lap and unzipped his pants. Her fingers slipped in to squeeze the warm bulge of his penis through the thin cotton of his under-shorts.
"Does this answer your question?" she teased, with only a slight tremor in her voice.
"Yeah, baby! Scoot closer." Driving with one hand, he reached toward her. Her bare legs slid over the seat as his muscled arm drew her close beside him. He stopped a short distance later in a clearing so deserted it might as well have been the farthest outreaches of civilization.
Which may have explained the primitive passion that rose within her.
She twisted toward him and held her breath in anticipation. Catching her hair in his hands, he pulled their mouths together for a kiss while he slid one hand between their bodies to paw at the buttons of her coral-colored silk blouse. But he was still hesitant, so she went to work, showing him what to do by attacking the buttons on his shirt with shaking fingers.
"Can't wait, can you?" he asked with a husky laugh. "Oh, shit! Neither can I! God, girl, you can't believe how long I've dreamed of seeing your tits-touching them-sucking your nipples until I've made you cum."
"You can do that?" she asked, running her hands over the thick slabs of muscle she bared as she pushed his shirt away.
"I sure as hell can try."
"Oh, yes," she breathed, leaning over and nipping at his masculine nipples while she held her arms up and allowed him to strip off her blouse. "Please do." Her head bobbed lower, and she pressed a kiss, and then her tongue, into the shadowy hollow of his navel.
He groaned. "Sheena-"
Her fingers unbuckled his belt and opened the top of his slacks while he reached behind her to unfasten her white nylon bra. They raced to strip each other, she pulling down his trousers and underwear at the same time he released her breasts from their lacy confinement. A red heat shaded her flesh as Sheena's fingers closed around the hot length of flesh that sprang from his crotch.
She froze momentarily, her eyes becoming dark beads in the dim light. "Oh, my," she said, her jaw quivering.
"Sheena, baby," he rasped, sucking in a deep breath and urging her to sit up. His hands spanned her midriff and angled her back so he could look at her. "God, you're lovely."
His eyes stared right through the darkness, savoring the full, round beauty of her breasts.. . the delicate curve of her rib cage.. .the slender flare of her waist.
His fingers brushed across her quivering mounds. Burying his chin in the valley between them, he pressed the soft flesh against his face with his hands. The slight stubble of beard on his cheeks tickled the sensitive flesh while his thumbs rubbed the rosy crests into stiff peaks.
She cooed sexily and released his cock to run her hands up and down the washboard flatness of his stomach, making his muscles ripple. His warmth, so close to her, took the slight chill out of the night air, and his musky scent blended with her own delicate perfume. The sexy smells mixed with the odors of sweat and arousal to give the air that surrounded them a spicy aroma.
His mouth moved to her nipples. He caught one pebbled tip between his teeth and stretched it, then licked around it with his tongue. "Oh, yes, " she gasped, need filling her as he nursed on her tits. She whimpered impatiently. "Hurry, darling, hurry.. . "
But he took his sweet time. His mouth moved from one breast to the other, getting to know her fully as he sucked and nibbled on her straining nipples. Gradually, his hand stroked lower, moving across her bare belly until it encountered the barrier of her skirt.
A shiver went through her as his fingers plucked at her zipper. The beautiful divorcee let his eager hands tug the loosened skirt down her wiggling thighs. Hooking his hands in her panties, he yanked them away with a loud rip.
The naked woman rose unsteadily on her knees while he gaped at the thick cap of dark curls that crowned the juncture of her legs.
"Oh, baby," Randy whispered, closing his arms tightly around her.
She murmured a response and stroked his lips with hers as she molded herself against him. While the soft hair on his chest tickled her titties, his thick tongue filled her mouth so full she could hardly breathe.
His hands slipped between her thighs and parted them. She moaned as they found the swollen, wet lips of her sex slit in the darkness. He gripped her crotch as he would a bowling ball, his thumb pressing into her frothy cunny and one long digit wiggling into her anal opening while his remaining fingers clutched her ass cheeks.
"Ohhhh, you're such a nasty man!" Sheena squealed, glorying in the feeling of fingers stroking both her secret openings at the same time. She squirmed upward in the cramped car and urged his head down, hoping the scent of her randy cunt folds would encourage him to ravish her further.
Randy took the bait, and his tongue began whipping hard against her throbbing clitoris. It slipped inside her and twisted and turned between the slick walls of her cunt. Sheena threw back her head and gurgled with excitement as filthy pleasure bubbled through her veins.
"Awwwoohhhh.. .yessss, that feels so wonderful!" Sheena's head wagged from side to side, her crotch churning with lascivious pleasure.
The sound of the lovely blonde's growing passion spurred Randy to action. He pulled her naked body tight against his so they could both feel the hot length of his erection rubbing between their bellies. The finger at Sheena's rectum made her squeeze even closer. She almost screamed as turmoil roiled her loins.
Randy clamped his hand around the back of the blonde's neck and brought her mouth to his pussy-wet lips. A shudder ripped through her as she tasted the flavor of her own sex in the kiss.
"How are we going to do it?" she asked, breathless with anxiety.
"Where there's a will, there's a way," he said with a throaty chuckle. He lifted her with his powerful arms, stretched his legs across the seat underneath her, then lowered her again onto his lap. "How's that?"
"Great," she murmured against his lips, feeling her crotch snuggle around the upward-thrusting cylinder of flesh that angled away from his crotch. Sheena caught her breath as her wiggling caused her cunt lips to open and settle against the hairy base of his cock. Its rigid length wedged into the length of her split and rubbed against her burning clitoris.
His hands cruised the length of her back, teasing her spine before fastening around her hips. "This is going to be so good, Sheena.. . "
"Oh, yes!" she agreed, letting his strong grip position her. The plump head of his dong nudged the dripping mouth of her cunt, coaxing the lovely blonde to arch forward and give the sharp, downward push that joined their bodies. She uttered a soft cry of pleasure as the slick instrument of his sex moved slowly into her, the slide eased by her own flowing juices, until the hair at the bases of their crotches was tangled in a single mesh.
Sheena gasped for breath and gurgled happily, "Ohhhh! Randy, you're so big!"
"Bigger than Harry?" he asked, making two or three quick strokes to thoroughly grease his stiff pole.
"Oh, yes.. .much bigger."
He grunted, the compliment adding steel to his upward pushes.
"Easy, darling," she breathed, the juicy lips of her pussy licking his thigh-splitting length. "Easy.. . "
"Sure, baby. Let's enjoy it."
"Oh, yes, that's nice." She twisted and turned her tight sheath around his stout pole. "I think you found my G spot-my H, I, J and K spots, too! That's the way, Randy," her passion-rich voice encouraged. "Fuck me, honey.. .fuck me.. . "
The wantonness of the unlady-like demands that flowed in a steady stream from her mouth enhanced the thrill of the fat knob plowing through her soggy tissues.. .teasing her depths.. . the thick, velvety sex finger scratching her long-neglected itch.. .satisfying enough to be sinful.
"Ohhhh, Sheena!" he muttered, his body shuttering. "What a pussy! Harry was a fool for turning up his nose at this."
"Do you.. .really.. .think so?" Her gasps kept time with the deep, upward-driving lunges that jarred her frame, each thrust making her head thump harder against the headliner of the car.
"Shit, yes, baby. Damn, this is the tightest, the hottest, the juiciest-"
Fiery lust rose inside her, and it was all she could do to keep from screaming out her excitement. Reacting wantonly, she raked at his back gently, leaving marks he would never be able to explain to this wife. Her hips wagged, and her rounded ass cheeks ground against his hairy thighs, winding her tight vagina around the hot roll of man meat as it stuffed her to overflowing.
"Aggghhh!" Sheena panted. "Awwwuuuggg!"
The intense exertion in the muggy closeness of the car made sweat weep from her pores. The wet lips of her vulva twitched and throbbed as he lifted her buttocks up and down, encouraging her efforts to stroke his pole. Up and down.. .in and out.. .around and around.. .up and down.
Working as one, the pair strained against each other, banging and screwing their crotches together, his huge cock a stiff pinion in her twisting socket.
"Fuck me, horny man," she shouted. "Do it!
Make me cum! I want it! Now!"
Driving up hard inside her, he leaned forward and captured one of her bobbing nipples. He sucked it. Hard. And then his teeth nipped the end of Sheena's tit.
She let out a shriek of joy.
It was joined by his own cry as his thick shaft began to jerk and twitch in her yearning opening. Hot sperm flooded her clutching sheath.
Sheena gasped and began to cum. Excitement tore through her from end to end, the climax that strained her nervous system threatening to tear her frail body apart.
But even her rapid bouncing over his fat cock couldn't extend the thrill forever. Too soon, his potency began to die between her foamy sex lips. And then it was all over, and she collapsed against him with a faint groan of completion.
Cuddling Sheena in the shelter of his arms, he brushed kisses over her temples and into her hair until her fluttering heart eased its pounding.
"You okay?" Randy's deep, masculine voice asked, cutting through the silence of the night and sending a shiver through her.
"Ummmmm," she purred, stretching her tongue out to lick one of his nipples while she rubbed her cheek against his furry chest. "Nice try, darling, but I've still got a buzz on."
Laughter rumbled in his chest. "Never let it be said that the mighty Randy ever left a chick unsatisfied."
He untangled their bodies and pushed her back down on the seat. Bending her knees and spreading her thighs wide, he let one of her legs flop to the floor of the car and hooked the other over the seat back. The position stretched her pussy lips, and the cool night air licked her heated interior.
Looking up in the darkness she saw his shadowy form positioned in the wide vee of her legs. His eyes flashed, seeming to draw all the light that was available. She shivered expectantly.
"God, that looks tasty," he said, crouching low over her pussy.
"Ohhhh, honey," she sighed, wiggling her cunt and cooing encouragement, "eat my pussy-please!"
Randy's mouth closed over her hairy split. She tilted her crotch toward him and thrilled as she felt his tongue stroke her pleasure points. He licked her heated pussy lips and slurped up the juices that had leaked to the hollows at the tops of her thighs, then stiffened his tongue and shoved it between her inner walls.
"Oh, yes, honey, that feels so good." Wrapping her fingers in his hair, she closed her eyes and threw her own head back to enjoy the sensations. "No one has ever stuck their tongue that far inside me, Randy, honey. Only you."
He murmured a response, then cupped her ass cheeks and swirled his tongue inside her hot hole. Feelings of ecstasy washed over her, and her belly tightened. She was going to have yet another climax-oh, yes, she was!
"Oh, Randy! Honey! Baby! Eat me, darling! Eat me!"
His tongue flicked her clit, and her thighs jerked upward. As he continued strumming her senses, her legs straightened and her feet arched. The toes of one foot pressed against the dome light while the others wrapped around the door handle.
"I'm cumming, Randy darling-oh, God, I'm cumming!"
Her hips arched up off the seat as her sweet juices began to flow, bathing his lips and his mouth. His tongue stretched deep inside her, trying to share the excitement of her shooting orgasm. He was rewarded by the delicate spray of feminine warmth, all around his tongue.
"How about it?" he finally asked. "Satisfied now?"
"Immensely," she breathed. "Immensely." And she still had two more cocks to go.