Chapter 6

Vern dried himself, then ran a brush through his thick brown crew cut and pulled open the door between the bathroom and the bedroom. Leona was in bed, waiting for him, propped up against pillows and reading one of the books Sheila had provided for her. Vern grinned as he dropped down onto the edge of the bed beside her and pulled back the covers to slip in beside her.

"Well, what do you think about variety in lovemaking now?"

Leona chuckled and closed the book as she looked over at him.

"I guess I was pretty puritanical, wasn't I?" Her smile faded as she dropped the book onto the bedside table to her left and looked back at him.

"Seriously, it was fabulous. I've never experienced anything like it before; it was so powerful that it frightens me a little."

Vern rolled over onto his side to face her as she pushed the pillows down and snuggled near to him.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it, honey; there's nothing to be frightened about. It was fabulous, and having you see it my way means a hell of a lot to me."

He stroked his hand along her side, bringing it up to cup one of her full breasts. He fondled it gently for a second while his eyes met hers.

"You feel up to getting a little from the old man?"

She closed her eyes and smiled. "Mmm ... do I!"

He bent his head and let his lips capture the mate to the nipple that pulsed firmly against his palm, and his tongue moved back and forth over it slowly as he began to suck gently. The evening of sexual release had left Leona hot for more, and she moaned softly as she thrilled to the feel of his muscular body pressed tightly against hers. Her body began to tremble just from the touch of his fiery, unhooded cock throbbing hotly against her thigh.

Lola's body was still tingling with excitement from the blissful sensations it had thrilled to during the evening. She lay on her back, staring up at the dark ceiling.

"It was really wild, wasn't it?"

Ray smiled to himself and turned to face her, pressing his body against hers.

"Yes ... I think both of us got rid of a lot of frustration. I know I did. I don't feel penned in any more; I don't feel that I have to perform. It came naturally, and I really enjoyed it."

Lola nodded, moving her head into the crook of his arm.

"I know what you mean. There were no strings attached; it was just pure fun."

Ray leaned into her, pressing his stiff cock against her hot flesh.

'T want you ..."

Lola's arms slipped up around his muscular torso and pulled him down to her. Their lips met, and their tongues thrashed together passionately. The sessions they had had before had built a strange, wild need in them for each other, and Lola moaned lustily as she dug her fingernails into his back.

Ray groaned huskily, then lifted his lips from hers and knelt between her spread legs. He held himself tightly against her, moving his hands over the length of her lush body. He palmed first one breast, then the other, thrilling to the feel of the nipples as they grew hard and began to pulse with lust-filled blood. His hand slipped down between them, brushing across the wiry hair of her mound, cupping and caressing the open, flowing slit below; then with a groan of deep desire, he lifted his hips and reached for the thick, meaty shaft of his throbbing cock.

Lola whimpered softly and took it from his hand, guiding the massive, pulsing knob between her moist, open cuntlips; then she arched herself upward off the bed and filled her palms with his buttocks, pulling him down to her.

Ray gave forth a husky groan and drove his hips forward, pushing his massive prick into her.

Sheila cuddled in close to Marty, and he slipped his arm around her.

"We sure as hell struck gold with the sixsome idea; I never figured it would go as well as it did."

Sheila nodded her head, brushing her lips across his chest.

"Yes; from what I saw, I fully expect they'll all be ready and raring to go when we get to Ray and Lola's tomorrow night."

"You want to believe it. When I suggest we get together again, they were fighting for a chance to set it up. We'll have to make it a real orgy, no pairing off, just a free-for-all in the living room."

Sheila chuckled huskily.

"God, that sounds wild; I can hardly wait until tomorrow night."

This was something Vern had been working for ever since the day he got married, and he intended to make it good, and to make it last. He fully meant to leave Leona wanting more of the same.

He worked on her slowly, savoring the sponging, throbbing nipple he held between his lips for a long time, tonguing it, sucking on it until she was whimpering with desire and twisting her lush body against the perspiration-dampened bed below; then he lifted his lips and began to kiss his way downward, trailing his hot, damp tongue over her tingling flesh, teasing it, making it quiver in anticipation of what was to come.

When he reached the glistening mat of hair on her mound, he slipped his hand between her thighs and urged them apart gently. Leona wanted it just as badly as he did. She let out a low, guttural moan and spread them for him, and Vern covered her swollen, flowing slit with his mouth.

He began to eat her slowly, taking his time, enjoying the hot, musky smell of her heated loins, savoring it as his tongue and lips worked. He used every trick he knew, building her upward toward readiness, kindling the lust in her body; then he spun around into a sixty-nine position, straddling her. He tongued the stiff bud of her clitoris as he lowered his body downward, and he felt a surge of indescribable pleasure as the molten orifice of her mouth welcomed the tip of his throbbing cock.

Leona knew how important this was for him, and she was determined to make this first time together unforgettable for him. She had made him wait a long time for it, and she was going to make it worth the wait. Her hands moved to his hips, holding him there for a second as she brought her hands into play against his big, thick knob, polishing the dark, heart-shaped head; then she moved her hands and let him shove his hips downward to bring the pulsing knob deep into her mouth. Vern rocked with pleasure at the feel of it. He groaned deeply and began to move his hips in a slow, rhythmic fucking motion as Leona gave him what he wanted, working on him with her tongue.

Ray felt none of the hesitancy or uncertainty that had plagued his lovemaking with Lola for months. It was different now; he was sure of his ability from the wild session during the night, and he knew he could fuck her and make her love it.

He worked his cock into her slowly, savoring the feel of her cunt.