Chapter 12
Barbara's emotions ran wild. She was riding a big, fat cock that reached all the way to the bottom of her cunt, a cock that didn't belong to her husband, and it felt truly smashing!
In a way, it was similar to getting herself off with her vibrator and fantasizing about a faceless stranger fucking her. Except now she had a real live, pulsating prick powered by muscles stuck up her cunt, and not a piece of plastic that ran on batteries. This one didn't hum, but she would take the real thing any day!
Since her husband wasn't interested in her pussy, she had thought about asking another man to fuck her, but guessed it would be one of her friends, not one of Hank's who would stick a huge cock up her belly and goad her up the golden stairs to nirvana. She looked at Suzanne sitting there with dried cum on her lips, smiling broadly, as she humped her foxy ass up down, spearing herself on George's cock, and her passions soared a little higher.
"Ooooohhhhh, this is so fucking wild," she muttered.
Suzanne took Barbara's face in her hands and caressed the hot young blonde's cheeks, then unbuttoned her blouse and ran her hands over the smooth flesh of her shoulders and across her bare chest.
Barbara looked at Suzanne, her eyes cloudy with passion. "Oh, your hands feel so good," she grunted, her voice wavering from the force of George's cock hitting the bottom of her cunt.
Suzanne's eyes sparkled with joy as she unfastened Barbara's bra and licked her nipples, then cooed, "I'll bet George's cock feels better than my hands."
"Ummmmm," Barbara murmured, "George's cock feel absolutely marvelous."
Suzanne caressed Barbara's shoulders and neck and tits, and reached over to Curt's lap and grasped his limp cock in one hand. Barbara's eyes followed Suzanne's hand, and she gazed intently as Suzanne idly squeezed and pulled at the flaccid tube of meat.
"Oh," Barbara breathed, "this is so fucking wild."
George's finger moved faster, skimming lightly over Barbara's erect love bud as she fucked herself on his stiff rod, and her murmurs of pleasure grew louder and her inner muscles instinctively milked his prick. She had practiced with her vibrator to strengthen her muscles so she could show her husband what her cunt could do to his cock, but since he didn't seem to care, another man was getting the benefit of her exercises. She shuffled her feet back so she had better control of her movements, and her ass lurched up and down a little faster.
"Oh, Suzanne.. . " she whispered.
"I know, honey," Suzanne replied softly, "I felt the same way the first time I rode his beautiful cock." She kissed Barbara on the lips, lightly and quickly. "I love to watch you fuck, honey. Are you going to cum real hard for us?"
"Ohhhhhh, fuck, yes," Barbara hissed, altogether caught up in the eroticism of the unique situation.
Her wild behavior was far from what she had imagined her first fuck with another guy would be like. She felt like a closet hussy on a double date who had suddenly lost all of her inhibitions. She had never fucked in a motel, much less in one like this, and she wondered why. Riding a cock and staring at herself in those mirrors made her feel so damn kinky, and doing it a group was something else!
George put his other hand under Barbara's ass and fondled it as his finger massaging her clit became more aggressive. Her labored breathing and frantic humping told him her orgasm was only moments away, and he wanted her to cum so well she would eagerly come back for seconds, and thirds, and.. .the only trouble was, her dynamic cunt muscles were breaking down his control, and he didn't know how much longer he could hold back.
"I can feel his cock swelling," Barbara muttered between moans of pleasure. "I'm going to cum, Suzanne, I'm going to cum so good!" Excitement tightened her vocal cords, deepened her voice nearly to a growl. She never dreamed she could be so lascivious, could feel so smashing cheating on her husband, and couldn't have expressed the way she felt if she had tried.
"Of course you are, darling," Suzanne murmured. "Why ride a gorgeous cock if you don't cum? Don't worry about George, he can take care of himself. Just get his cum, baby, make him fill your tender little pussy to the brim with his sweet cream."
If Suzanne thought her shy girlfriend was going to suddenly stop riding George's cock, she was dead wrong. Her voracious sexual hunger kept her from even thinking about such an outlandish idea. She was going to ride George's cock until she came, no matter what. Her snatch slid effortlessly up and down the hefty lance impaling her, her ass pirouetting and rocking back and forth as it lunged up and down.
George's finger dancing swiftly over her clit would have brought her off. His hard cock stuck up her cunt, ready to squirt her full of male cream, would have done the job equally well. Together, they guaranteed she would cum.
Suddenly, she stopped humping and corkscrewed her ass frantically as an orgasm started so deep inside her, so intense she lost all sense of time and place. She had never cum so hard in her life. Her mouth popped open, and wails of rapture poured out, nearly rattling the mirrors on the walls.
Euphoria inflamed her mind, and she was aware only of the chaotic sensations tearing through her, of the blazing lust saturating her body. Her eyes were wide open, but she didn't see. Suzanne was still caressing her, but she didn't feel it. She felt only the violent explosion that started in her cunt and instantly spread over her body.
She passed her peak, began to taper off, then George's cock erupted, the first hard spurt ricocheting off the mouth of her womb, setting her off again. Her body jerked and twisted and heaved and bucked as she rode his cock without being aware of what she was doing, humping recklessly, milking the cum from him in delirious movements, draining his prick completely.
She fell back against his chest with a deep sigh of satiation, wiggled her ass a few times, then went limp, let her head fall back on his shoulder and closed her eyes, her energy gone. He held her tits lovingly and kissed her neck and bare shoulders and nibbled her ear lobe, licked behind her ear, then inside the delicate shell.
She took his hands and kissed his palms, then sat up. "Well, back to the bathroom," she said. "I'm going to wear out that bidet."
"We hope so," Curt quipped.
Her mind careening wildly, Barbara hurried to the bathroom. She didn't bother closing the door. What was the use, after what she'd just done? She tucked her skirt up around her waist and gently washed her pussy, got her thoughts under control and considered what she'd done.
"Well, girl you really did it," she said to her reflection in the mirror, "fucking one of your husband's buddies in front of Suzanne and another of his buddies. You ought to be ashamed of yourself." She rubbed her hand over her pussy and grinned. "Nah, I don't feel the least bit of shame. Why should I? If Hank doesn't want to fuck me, why shouldn't I give someone else the pleasure? Hell, Suzanne has been doing it for years, and lightning hasn't struck her. Watching her blow Curt then riding George's big cock while she watched was really exciting. I'm going back out there with my head held high and really enjoy myself!"
She took a deep breath and marched out of the bathroom with her head held high and a bright pink glow in her cheeks.
Suzanne was leaning over in front of George with her tits dangling in front of his face, and he was playfully tweaking her nipples. She clucked her tongue and grinned. "Naughty boy. Can't keep your hands off them, can you? You know Curt gets to fuck me first. But you'll get your turn, unless Barbara fucks your cock off." She straightened up and looked at Barbara. "Honey, why don't you take off your skirt and get more comfortable? We can probably charm the guys out of their clothes without trying very hard."
"Well, I would," Barbara said coyly, "but George stole my panties, then took advantage of me. If I take off my skirt, I'll be completely naked."
Suzanne chuckled. "I wondered why you ran into the bathroom so fast. George really pumps out a big load. Without panties, it was running down your legs, huh?"
"Yeah," Barbara said, "I barely caught it before it reached my ankles."
"I've got your panties in my pocket," George said with a laugh. "Want them back?"
Barbara giggled and gave him a big wink. "So I can put them on while you watch? That's a switch, isn't it? I thought you guys preferred your girls naked.
George thought Chad and Hank were a couple of nerds, so it didn't surprise him that they neglected their wives, and fucking them was ironically gratifying. Hell, if he was married to either one of them, he'd be home all the time, getting his nuts off every way he could think of.
"Oh, we do," he said, "that's why we want you to take off your skirt."
"Right on," Curt added, "I didn't get to see anything when you were fucking George, because your skirt was in the way."
Barbara looked at Suzanne, then at George. "I will if you will," she said boldly. "I'm not the only one with something to show. You've either seen or handled just about everything I've got anyway, but I haven't even seen your cock."
George grinned and nodded, and Barbara unhooked her skirt and let it fall, acting more courageous than she felt. The thought of fucking both guys provided all the incentive she needed.
"Just look at her, guys," Suzanne said. "Isn't she gorgeous?"
"Outstanding," George agreed, "and her skin is as smooth as silk." He laughed. "Well, her ass is anyway."
"Wow," Curt said softly, his eyes roving greedily up and down Barbara's magnificent, voluptuous body. "Suzanne's right, you do the world an injustice by hiding such loveliness under clothes."
Their praise puffed Barbara up with cockiness. She posed for them, arching her back a tad to lift her tits, and pushed them out, standing with her legs spread slightly and one knee bent, the thick lips of her alluring pussy peeking through the nest of blonde hair in her crotch.
"Well, I don't know about the world," she said, her voice strong, "but I'm glad you like what you see."
"Magnificent," Suzanne said quietly, "half the guys in town would give their left nut for the chance to fuck you."
"Thank you," Barbara said, looking at George and Curt. "Come on, guys, don't leave a girl standing here naked all by herself."
Suzanne stripped off her panties and threw them in Curt's lap, then spread her legs and fluffed up her muff and laughed gaily. "Let's sit on the couch and give them a little encouragement, honey," she said.
Barbara frowned, not sure what Suzanne meant.
Suzanne took her hand and led her to the couch. "We'll just sit here and play with our pussies," she explained. "You know, tease them with a little pink, show them what they're going to get." She sat down, spread her legs, and fingered her clit.
Barbara had never played with her pussy while a man watched, not even her husband, but Suzanne's bawdy behavior spurred her on. She sat down, hesitated a moment, then spread her legs and slid the tip of her finger into her slit.
Suzanne reached over and lifted Barbara's leg over hers. "Give them a good show, honey," she said. "Guys like to watch a girl play with her pussy."
Barbara looked at Suzanne, let her eyes wander slowly over her girlfriend's naked body, and had to bludgeon the exceptionally vibrant temptation to ignore the guys in favor of tasting Suzanne's luscious flesh. "When are we going to do each other?"
"After a while, honey," Suzanne replied, "after we drain the guys completely and they need stronger inspiration to get it up again."
Anxious to give both girls all the cock they could handle, George and Curt stood and hastily stripped off their clothes.
Barbara rubbed her clit slowly and looked from George to Curt, comparing their cocks. Curt's cock was about the same size as her husband's, but George had a jumbo dick, larger than Curt's or Hank's, significantly longer and thicker, even half hard. "Terrific," she said, her voice shaky with lust. "I see why Suzanne chose
Suzanne chuckled sexily, deep in her throat. "I chose George, honey, and he chose Curt. I didn't know any more about him than you did until he got here."
"I don't want to jack off," Barbara said. "I want one of them to do me."
George got on his knees in front of Barbara, pulled her ass to the edge of the couch and lifted her feet, spread her legs wide apart and put her feet on the cushion.
Barbara let him spread her open, then looked down at her lewd posture. God, I look gross, but George wouldn't have put me this way if he didn't like it. I look kind of sexy, though, in a perverted way. But what the hell, why not be a little kinky? My husband never lets me do anything out of the ordinary. Boy, my pussy really stands out. At least somebody-likes to look at it.
George loved to look at and eat a pretty pussy, and Barbara had him so revved up, he would have settled for that alone. Her enchanting box looked positively scrumptious, and he licked his lips in anticipation. He wanted her to experience the full range of his oral talents, wanted to give her something to remember him by.