Chapter 5
It was four in the morning when Sheena finally crawled into her bed. Her ass wiggled comfortably into the mattress, and her nipples erected as she drew the top sheet over them. It surprised her that her body could still react so, after all the stimulation it had already received that night.
She was a horny bitch, she realized, and although she had survived without loving for many months, she really needed a man to keep her libido tamed and her spirit toned. But that wouldn't be a problem for her any longer, no sirree, it certainly wouldn't.
The telephone rang.
Now who could that be, this time of the morning? She held her breath as she reached for the phone on the bedside night stand, steeling herself for bad news.
"Hello?" she answered cautiously.
A tinkling chuckle answered her.
"Hello? Who is this?"
The chuckle turned to laughter, and a female voice said, "You little twit!" "Taylor.. .is that you?"
"It sure is, sweetie."
"W-what do you want this time of night?" "An explanation.-"
Sheena's heart sank. Oh, God, Randy's wife had found out about their little escapade.
"-For something I found in our car tonight."
"What did you find?"
"A pair of panties-a torn pair of panties."
"Panties?"
"And the car reeks of that certain odor-you know the smell I mean. I know I'll find fuck stains all over the seats in the morning."
Sheena feigned surprised. "How strange."
Taylor chuckled. "Not when you're married to a guy like Randy. You wouldn't know anything about them, would you?"
"Why, they could be anybody's," Sheena choked out.
"That's what worries me. You wouldn't be missing a pair, would you?"
"Me?" Sheena croaked. "I really don't keep count-"
"Come off it, sweetie. Were you bare-assed when you went home tonight or not?"
Sheena relaxed a little. At least Taylor didn't seem too upset over the matter. "It was a little drafty between my legs," Sheena admitted with a smirk that carried over the lines. "What does Randy have to say about it?"
"Randy?" She snorted with laughter. "He's just stands there, scratching his balls, with an innocent look on his face."
"Scratching his balls?"
"He's naked, of course, and I suppose it's difficult for him to ignore it when it's all big and hard like that."
"How big?"
"Oh, God, sweetie, eight inches at least. We measured it once, but I swear it's grown since then-wait. What's that, hon?. . .Randy wants to know what you're wearing?"
Her tension easing, Sheena let out her breath and replied, "Nothing."
"He wants to know what you're doing with your hands?"
"I'm squeezing my breasts," Sheena said softly.
"I'll bet they're nice and firm." "Spongy," Sheena replied, "and my nipples are hard and erect." "Are you wet?"
Sheen rubbed a hand over her pussy. "Not yet. But I'm all hot and warm and tingly."
The woman on the other end of the line relayed Sheena's words to her husband. "Hearing that excites Randy," she said. "It's a shame you don't have a man of your own, sweetie. Would you like to join us?"
"Join you?"
"You'll have to use your imagination, of course, but we could all cum together."
"Ummmmmm.. . " Sheena tossed back the top sheet and drew back her knees. "That would be nice." Her hand slid down between her legs. "I'm listening."
"Would you like me to tell you about Randy first?"
"Yes, please do. Tell me everything."
"You know how big and husky he is? Well, he looks even more massive without his clothes. Barrel-chested, covered with hair all over. And it forms such a thick cluster between his legs."
"But you can see his prick, can't you?"
"Of course! It stands out like a big, thick pole. It's really dark-a mottled, lacy darkness, up close-and it has a fat red tip-ohhh! Now he's wiping his thumb across it, spreading the goo, making the head all slick and shiny."
Sheena shuddered. She could see that oozing prick in her mind's eye, the remembered feel of the thing returning to excite her and make her cunt lips tingle. Her breathing quickened as her hand slid over her quivering stomach, and her fingers slipped through the silky hair above her cunt to tease the rim of her snatch.
"Tell me about yourself, too," Sheena encouraged.
"Me?" Taylor laughed. "Well, I'm naked, of course, lying on my back."
Sheena shivered, picturing the lovely young woman lying spread-eagle, wearing nothing but a smile, a lusty gleam in her eyes. Seeing Claudia's smooth figure fucking John had given her an interest in women's bodies she'd never had before. "Do your tits poke right up into the air, like mine?"
"Don't I wish! No, sweetie, they're too big for that. They just roll to the sides." "But they don't flatten, do they?"
"Oh, no. They're big, round bulbs of flesh, with wide, coral-hued nipples-nice, big, round ones. I can squeeze them together and get the points real close. Ohhh!" Taylor suddenly gasped, conveying her excitement across the line.
"What's happening?" Sheena demanded breathlessly.
"He's kissing my tits, licking them. His tongue can get both spikes at the same time. Oh, God, the whiskers on his chin are rough and ticklely-now he's sucking on them, nipping the tips."
Sheena rubbed a hand over the creamy smoothness of her own breasts. She squeezed and manipulated them as she imagined a tongue fluttering back and forth between her sensitive nipples. While her imaginary lover lapped her tits and sucked on her nipples, her own hand worked between her splayed thighs, tickling and massaging her cunt lips and the stub of her clitoris.
Her skin prickled.
She probed delicately and found her opening warm and juicy. One long finger eased into the hot, moist hole. Ohhh, yes! She was squishy inside. Her ass began to move, rotating in tight circles as she finger-fucked herself.
"Do you have your fingers inside your pussy?"
"How did you know?"
Taylor chuckled. "How many?"
"One."
"Do another."
"Ohhh!" It felt marvelous. She held her cunt open with one hand so that the inserted pair of digits could easily stir her creamy interior.
"Are you enjoying yourself?"
"Immensely. And you?"
"Ummmmm," she murmured, "you'd better believe it, sweetie. His hands are all over my body. They're moving down.. .right through my muff.. .tweaking my cunt lips. Oh, God, he's stroking my crack, all the way from my asshole to my bellybutton."
"Ohhhh.. .I'll bet that is nice," Sheena purred. She dug her heels into the bedding so that she could twist her ass while her slippery fingers rubbed her clitoris. God, she was getting hot!
"I'm spreading my thighs so that he can get up on his knees between them. Oh! He's massaging my cunt, sliding his fingers through my slit. My pussy is twisting and pulsing-everything's pulsating."
"I'll bet you're drenched."
"Oh, yes! Warm juices are trickling down, tickling my asshole. He's finger-fucking me--hey! You can do it, too! Here, talk to him, sweetie!"
Taylor's delicate panting was replaced by a deep, masculine gulping for air, and Sheena knew the phone had been pressed to Randy's ear. "Oh, Randy, baby," she gushed, "are your fingers way in there?"
"Yes," was his gasping reply.
Sheena cooed. Her body was on fire; her nipples, sharp points. Her fingers pistoned in her pussy-hole, driving deep into her slippery, steamy depths.
"I'll bet she's hot in there, and really, really juicy."
"She's soaked."
"She says she's pulsing. Can you feel her?"
"Yeah. Her pussy is trying to squeeze the life out of my fingers."
"Mine, too," Sheena purred. "Can you remember how nice it was? All tight and warm and juicy?"
"Yeah, baby! I remember. Christ, you have a snug snatch!"
Sheena purred at the compliment, and her cunt muscles hugged her probing fingers a little tighter.
"Can you make her cum?"
"Yeah, if I diddle her clit."
"Then diddle it," said Sheena. "Play with your wife's pretty pussy. Make her cum--like you did me, with that big, stiff prick of yours, in the car."
He responded with a heavy grunt. Then, suddenly, Taylor's lady-like squeals of arousal were back on the line. "He's making me cum, sweetie!"
"Me, too," said Sheena, her own arousal rapidly approaching completion. She tried to concentrate on what was happening between Taylor and Randy, but the tingles of ecstasy running through her own body could no longer be ignored. Her insides turned to jelly as her fingers became a thick, stroking cock.
"I'm cumming!" Taylor yelled into her ear.
Sheena joined her in a loud gasp as her cunt muscles began to contract. A jolt of electricity shot from her pussy and shook her from end to end. Her ringers plunged in and out of her cunt, driving her pleasure, until the shivering and shuddering gave way to feverish exhaustion.
"Ah, yes.. .that was so nice," she sighed.
"That was just for starters," Taylor said. "We can go on all night long."
Sheena sighed. "Not me. I've had it."
"Did fucking Randy take that much out of you?"
"Fucking Randy?" Sheena laughed. "Taylor, you don't know the half of it."
"Maybe sometime you'll tell me about it." "Maybe I will."
"G'night, Sheena. Sweet, sexy dreams."
"G'night, Taylor. Be a dear, will you, and give Randy my love."
Taylor gave her husband a sexy smile as she hung up the phone. "Sheena sends her love."
"Sheena?" Randy was lost in concentration, his attention centered on his wife's pussy-hole. Moisture was oozing from her muff, teasing his vision. "Oh, yeah.. .Sheena."
He drew a circle along the pink edges of her hair-lined cunt lips with his finger, then pushed it back between them, working deep into its liquid core.
The young brunette smiled and spread her thighs wider. She wasn't worried about Randy. She knew he strayed every chance he got. But she didn't begrudge him that, because he always returned.
She had what he really wanted.
She shoved her ass forward. His finger began pumping her cunt lips again.
In fact, she envied his casual attitude toward sex. She'd had several lovers before marriage, but not one since, and she missed the variety. Maybe someday.
She cooed encouragement as the thrill mounted again. Her butt cheeks scrunched, and her hips began bouncing rhythmically against the penetrating finger. She reached down with her own hand and ruffled the inflamed extension of her clitoris.
Taylor gasped. "Eat me!" she uttered in a strained voice. "Eat my pussy!"
Grabbing her knees with her hands, she pulled her legs back against the swelling mounds of her tits to expose her throbbing snatch prominently, making it a feast for his hungered eyes. Even the pink bud of her asshole gave him an inviting wink.
Randy gave a grunt and dove right in. His head dipped, his whiskery cheeks brushed the backs of her legs, and his tongue began licking away the trails of moisture that soiled the hollows of her inner thighs. Leaving the smooth flesh glistening with saliva, his tongue flicked across her pussy lips, making her shiver and moan.
"Oooooo," Taylor whimpered.
"Baby, you smell sexy as hell," Randy said with his face buried in her crotch. Deep, sucking gasps of air filled his lungs with the heady perfume of her cunt.
"Does Sheena's pussy smell as nice?"
"Sheena? God, baby, I don't remember." He began kissing and sucking her pussy, and his tongue wiggled wildly inside her.
"Ooooo, yes! That's the way, baby-you know what I like."
Randy's tongue pierced her quivering twat with short, piercing jabs. Taylor's ass jerked, and her head rolled from side to side. His tongue sank deep into her juicy slot.
"Ohhh, baby.. .you're such a good cunt-licker! God, you do it well," she cried with rising passion. "Lick me, baby.. .yes, yes.. .tongue my pussy-ohhh!"
His tongue had slipped from the clutching confines of her greedy cunt and was licking around her asshole. The tip teased the constricted pucker for a few moments, then worked right into the tight butthole and he began tongue-fucking it as smoothly as he had just done her pussy.
Desire boiled wickedly inside her. He was an expert at playing her body, knowing just where to touch, what to tease, and how to get the maximum excitement out of every opening she had. Not just her asshole, her cunt opening, and her mouth, but he had fucked between her tits, her legs, her armpits, even cumming once with his prick shrouded in the long, silken strands of her hair, and he thought nothing of spraying cum over her face, or her navel. He'd fuck every pore in her body if he could.
"Now!" the aroused brunette rasped in need, her asshole burning as hotly as her cunt walls. "Make me cum. Please, baby, please.. .now.. . "
His mouth moved smoothly from her asshole to her cunt, his lips and tongue kissing and licking every centimeter of the sensitive flesh that lay between. He separated her pussy lips with his fingers and dipped his tongue into her creamy interior.
Unable to keep her ass still, she writhed and twisted and ground her throbbing snatch against his face. His tongue slithered into her very soul, and she shuddered. While he sucked her juices, his nostrils bumped and dragged across her clit.
She groaned and bucked her ass with fierce abandon. The moist slap of her cunt flesh against his chin mixed with her mewls of joy.
"Eat me, Randy! Eat me! Faster.. .faster.. .oh, God, baby.. .I'm cumming.. .ohhh, I'm cumming . . .ooooo.. . oooooo.. .ohhh!"
Her husband's tongue danced and played deep inside her pussy, making Taylor shriek and shudder with the excitement of her climax.
"Yes! Yes! I'm cumming, baby.. .I'm cumming!"
One powerful contraction after another jolted her steaming cunt. Her legs stretched into a wide vee, and her toes arched high into the air. With his face jammed into her spasming pussy, he pushed the sensations until they would have driven her insane with ecstasy if the storm of the turbulent orgasm hadn't finally subsided, leaving her with an exhausted, but contented cunt.
"Did I do you good, baby?" he asked, rubbing his cheek over her tingling mound.
She looked down between her splayed tits and across her moistly glistening pussy bush into his expectant eyes. The hunger there, the animal desire, thrilled her.
"You did," she said with a throaty chuckle. "Now, come here, baby," she cooed, stretching out her arms and urging him to slide up over her waiting body. "Fuck me."
Balancing on two arms, Randy stretched his mighty torso above her and let her reach between their bodies for the shaft of his hard cock and guide it to her drooling cunt. He lowered his hips so that she could seat the head into her opening, then he penetrated her fully with a single, hard lunge.
"Aggghhhh!" Her jaw gaped, and her eyes rolled back into her head at the suddenness of his immensity stretching her cunt walls to the limits. But her muscles quickly relaxed and cuddled snuggly around him. "Ummmmm.. .yeah, baby, yeah! That's great!" she gasped, drawing her long, shapely legs up against his sides.
The spade-like point of the cock began to move deep inside her. Taylor felt her cunt walls spread, and her swollen lips stretched to accept its wide base. Their stomachs bumped as he began to pump, and she reached her arms around him and cupped his hairy butt cheeks in her hands.
"Shove it to me, darling. Oh, yes, Randy, please, fuck me, fuck me," she whined.
Randy's cock bored into the scalding hot, wet tunnel of her sex and began pumping. Her tissues clung to him greedily, and she moaned her pleasure as his cock speared her and his balls slapped across her gaping love oval.
"Taylor," he groaned, "damn if you don't have the greatest fucking cunt in the entire world!"
They moaned and groaned together while his hips worked steadily, speeding to a blur as their passion rose. One tiny climax after another shook her, causing her to wail with wild excitement. Her hips arched upward as his cock swelled.
Suddenly, Randy's body jerked and his cock spit fire into her heated hole. He rammed hard against her again, then held still and let his pumping cock fill her with creamy wetness. She groaned as his passion emptied into her, flooding her senses with sweet ecstasy.
They collapsed together as their mutual climax left them in blissful exhaustion. He kissed her and stroked her cooling flesh with his hands. His fingers dipped into her hole and drew out cum to spread over her throbbing mound.
The lovely brunette sighed. The delicious tingles her husband's playful fingertips rose set her mind on an obscene course. She stretched her rounded body and a slow smile crept across her features.
"Come here," Taylor said. Her pink tongue darting out and licking teasingly around her parted lips, she reached down to clutch his sticky penis. "Give it to me."
"Ohhh, baby! You're the greatest!" he said with a wicked smile as he began to slide up over her body.
She gave his soft cock a tug that stretched it, and it slipped right into her mouth.
"Ummm," she purred. "Delicious." Her nostrils twitched at his heady scent as she sucked the cum from his cock.
"Oh, yeah, baby." Settling his knees around her face, Randy gripped the back of his young wife's head and held her sucking mouth to his prick. Her tongue thrilled him, working around and around and bringing new life to its soft length.
Taylor moaned, delighted by the taste of her own juices as she licked his balls, and she slipped a hand between her legs to ruffle the watery folds of her vacant cunt.
"Damn it, baby! Suck my hot cock!" he cried, fighting back the urge to jam his whammer all the way back in her throat.
"Oooooo, yesss." The tousled brunette stroked herself more rapidly as she sucked on his firming tube of flesh. She was eager for the taste of his hot, sexy cum, and her clit-strumming fingers were going to make sure she came right along with him when his balls splashed into her throat.
"Jack it, baby! Jack me off! I'm going to cum!"
The naked brunette pulled the slippery length from her throat and stared at its swollen head while she whipped up and down on the long probe. A few seconds later, she was rewarded by the sight of a white blob spitting from the slit and splattering her mouth.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Taylor shuddered and pressed the tip of her finger hard against her straining love bud. Heavy jets of sperm spewed directly into her throat, the warmness pooling in her belly.
The sensations built until, suddenly, another orgasm shot up and down her spine. Her empty pussy contracted, and hot juices bubbled from her cunt lips.
Later, with her sleeping husband cuddled beside her and his heavy breathing warming her breast, Taylor had a deep feeling of contentment. She knew she didn't have to fear Sheena taking away her own lover. A man's memory seldom extended beyond his last fuck, and she had certainly given him enough to dispel any fond recollections of his intimacy with the cheating divorcee.
"Taylor, you don't know the half of it." Sheena's statement echoed in Taylor's mind, piquing Taylor's curiosity.
Now, just what had that wicked women been up to all night long?