Chapter 7
CLARISA WAS AMAZED TO FIND HERSELF sitting in the dirty, cluttered room, thrilling wildly as she watched Dick and Pam embrace. They stood next to the bed, and their mouths were locked in a deep, passionate kiss.
She knew she should have gotten up and left as soon as this started. But somehow she couldn't move. She watched the erotic display with the fascination of a small, quivering animal held in the spell of an attacking snake.
The lovers terminated their kiss, but Dick continued to hold Pam in his brawny arms. He looked at Clarisa over Pam's shoulder. She could feel her cheeks burning. Worse than that, moisture was seeping out of her pussy, dampening the nylon of her pants.
Still, she couldn't get up.
Pam turned out of Dick's arms, smiling. "Wow, what a man!" she exclaimed, looking at Clarisa. "I dare you to let him kiss you like that."
Clarisa's lip trembled.
Dick said, "We shouldn't be tryin' to get Miz Robinson mixed up in this ... that is, unless she wants to."
It was obvious that he was very interested in getting her "mixed up" in it, but he dared not say so. Pam had tipped him off late that afternoon, when she was out for a walk, that she would be bringing Clarisa over. She had cautioned him that he would have to go easy with her friend, at first.
Not wanting trouble with Fred, his first reaction had been to oppose the whole idea. But Pam assured him Clarisa was ripe for the plucking.
"She wants to screw," Pam said. "All she needs is a little nudge. And she'll never tell her husband about it. I'll see to that."
On Pam's say-so (and because his long-deprived prick yearned for the action) Dick agreed to play along.
Now both he and Pam were gazing at Clarisa, with little smiles on their faces, and it was up to her to commit herself. She did this in a strange way.
"I think I would ... just like to watch ... if that's all right."
Pam looked at Dick and he looked at her.
"Are you game?" she asked him.
"Okay," he said in a husky growl.
I must be going out of my mind, Clarisa thought to herself. But there she was; she'd agreed to stay; now she was eagerly looking forward to watching this crude, and probably dirty, man make love to her girl friend.
Make love?
Who was she kidding? They weren't going to make love. They were going to screw! And that was what she wanted to watch. She was dying to wach this rough, uncouth man screw the living hell out of her girl friend. And as he screwed Pam, Clarisa wanted to imagine him screwing her.
Dick and Pam quickly gave her what she wanted.
Pam felt no shyness about performing in front of an audience. She'd had lots of experience with group sex, both in college and afterward. She and her husband used to swap with other married couples, and frequently two or more couples would go at it in the same room ... sometimes on the very same bed.
It exhilarated Pam to show off in front of square little Clarisa. Clarisa was such a dum-dum when it came to sex. This would open her eyes.
As for Dick, he was too excited now to feel shy, for he had every expectation of being about to get into Clarisa after he'd gone a round with Pam. Then he might succeed in getting both girls onto the bed with him at the same time.
He began by taking Pam's clothes off, and neither he nor Pam paid any attention to Clarisa. She sat and stared, her eyes wide and her cunt seeping. She felt hot all over. Her nipples were so big and stiff that they seemed to be poking holes in her bra.
Pam's dress came up and was gone, then her slip slid down and her bra came away. Now she stood bare-tit-ted against the man, while his hands moved over her back, the bare tops of her thighs (above her stockings), and the blue-nylon-covered mounds of her fanny.
Clarisa could make out the evidence of Dick's passion, which was standing up in his pants, pressing hard against the softness of Pam's snuggling belly. It took very little imagination for Clarisa to feel that hard rod poking against her midsection. She wanted to writhe in her chair, but she restrained herself with an effort.
Now Dick was peeling down Pam's panties, denuding her beautiful butt. His large hand slid under the folded edge of the blue nylon and fondled her buttocks directly.
Clarisa's own buttocks burned, as if he were fondling her.
Dick let Pam go, and she sank to the bed. Her panties were folded low on her loins, and a tuft of dark pubic hair showed above the top of them. Clarisa wasn't staring at that, however. She was gazing at Dick's lower front, where his long prick fought the snugness of his shorts and jeans, trying to get free.
He didn't look at her as he pulled off his shirt, then kicked his boots away. He unfastened the top of his Levi's and peeled them down. His knitted jockey shorts were all out of shape.
He was hung about as well as Fred, Clarisa estimated, thought it was still difficult to tell. She found herself eagerly anticipating the release of his big cock into the open, so she could measure it with her eyes in its natural state-measure it and imagine it sinking into her steaming cunt.
Now he pulled his briefs away, and his big beauty flipped fully erect, thrusting out and slightly upward, soaring proudly from the tangled bush at his loins. The foreskin still covered the head of it, with only a pink tip peeping through.
Dick was a huge, lean, marvelously hairy man. Clarisa's cunt got hotter and hotter as she gazed at him. It was awash by now. Her panties were sopping.
She felt the petals of her inner pussy flaring in anticipation of the entry of a rod. Dick's rod.
She couldn't keep from squirming on the chair. Her ass was so hot and damp, she could hardly continue to sit on it.
Dick lowered himself to the bed, stretching out full-length beside Pam and taking her in his arms. They began to kiss and pet, their hands touring each other's bodies, and they moaned and murmured passionate little endearments.
God! Oh, Jesus! Clarisa wanted to get down there with them.
She watched Pam's deft and sensitive fingers caress Dick's lean rump, his hips, then dig down between their bodies to fondle his hairy nuts and stroke his long, rigid cock. She stripped the foreskin back off the head of the cock and tickled the huge, swollen knob.
He was grasping and kneading her plump thighs. Now he released a garter strap, then another. He began pushing the loose stocking down. He couldn't carry it very far without changing position, however, so he gave that up and slid his hand into her hot crotch where he petted the fleshy split of her pussy, pressing her thin panties into it. The moisture from Pam's cunt caused the nylon to stick there and saturated it completely, making it all but transparent. Dick began to slide downward along her body now, browsing over her hobbling titties, stroking them, plucking at the rigid nipples, licking this rough, erected flesh.
Clarisa's tits burned. God, how she wanted to get them out of her bra and blouse and roll them in her hands!
Dick kept moving downward along Pam's luscious form, licking and kissing her every inch of the way. When he encountered the top of her white garter belt, he tried to pull it down by hooking a finger over its rim, but he discovered he would have to unfasten the garment at the back. He gently but firmly rolled Pam over so that her pretty bottom was mounded in front of him, and he opened her garter belt. He also pulled her panties the rest of the way down, drawing them along her legs and taking them off.
She was delightfully disheveled now-her garter belt lying open, one stocking loose and hanging low on her leg, the other stocking still gartered to the slack belt. Her ass was beautifully bare. From her angle, Clarisa could see a wisp of black hair sticking out just below Pam's buttocks.
Now Dick placed his large hand across Pam's pert, springy buttocks. He rubbed those buttocks back and forth, up and down, and in rotation. He gave them a light, quick slap and chortled as they quivered all over. Then he pushed himself toward the foot of the bed and got his face down to her ass. Holding her buttocks tenderly at their outer sides, he began to lick and kiss them all over.
Clarisa thought she would melt away with delight at watching this. Fred had kissed her pussy a few times when he was very hot-but he'd never kissed her on the ass. But there was Dick, licking and slobbering over Pam's plump, pretty butt as if he were a dog. Now he got down to the tops of her thighs and licked them all over.
Pam squirmed gently against the bed, moaning and whimpering with delight.
Without even thinking of what she was doing, Clarisa ran her hand up underneath her skirt and touched her cunt through her sopped panties. Oh, God! She had never been so hot!
Dick now pulled Pam's buttocks apart and licked along the crack between them. Her ass bobbed as his hot tongue flickered and swabbed at her ass-hole. He bore in with a vengeance, and his tongue breached the first sphincter, actually sinking into her ass!
Clarisa pulled her panty crotch aside and petted her pussy directly. Two long, slender fingers went between the hot, clammy lips and pressed deeply into the channel of her cunt. They stroked her clitoris on the way out, then caught that throbbing little tip between them and rolled it as she thrilled to the shocking scene before her.
Now Dick was pulling Pam's stockings completely away. He pulled her garter belt out from under her and tossed it to the side of the bed. She sat up and pushed him down onto his back on the mattress. Aiming her split ass right at Clarisa, she straddled one of Dick's legs, and bent to the bristling majesty of his loins. She caught the knob of his swaying cock between her lips. She lowered her head farther until she had the cock-head fully between her jaws, and she began to chew on it as she jerked her head from side to side, as if she were a dog with a particularly tasty bone.
Clarisa leaped to her feet. She was nearly out of her mind with lust. She quickly tore her clothes off-her blouse sailing one way, her skirt another, her bra hooking over the back of a chair. She wore no stockings. With her white briefs still plastered to her crotch, she fell onto the bed beside Dick, moaning hungrily.
Pam raised her head from his pecker and grinned at Clarisa who writhed and rolled against him.
"Get her first, Dick," Pam said. "Get her first."
Pam backed away, and Dick, with a happy growl, rolled on top of Clarisa, pulling her panties down at the same time. He got them off her legs and slid warmly up between her spread thighs.
"Oooh, God!" she cried. "Give it to me quick!"
She got it nearly as soon as she had uttered the command. His wonderfully hard cock entered her cunt and slid up inside her, going deep ... deep ... all the way into her throbbing chasm.
She moaned ecstatically as she felt his pubic hair grind into hers, his heavy balls plopping against her crotch. He was just as deeply into her as a man could go-at least as deeply as Fred had ever gone-and he felt different from Fred. His body, atop her, was more wiry, and he had a pungent smell compounded of sweat, beer and tobacco. His cock was thinner than Fred's and bonier-feeling. But God, it was hard!
"Do her, Dick!" Pam cried hoarsely. "Give her everything you've got!"
"Ooh, yessss!" moaned Clarisa in reply. "Give me everything!"
It was a high point of Clarisa's life. It changed her life. After six years of marriage-of knowing only her husband in a carnal way, without ever having known another man before-she finally was beneath a strange male, feeling his cock inside her, his balls bouncing against her, his belly bumping hers.
He was different in bed from Fred. He started right in very fast with her, rapidly pistoning his thin, steel-hard prick in and out. She loved that, because she had
Without even thinking of what she was doing, Clarisa ran her hand up underneath her skirt and touched her cunt through her sopped panties. Oh, God! She had never been so hot!
Dick now pulled Pam's buttocks apart and licked along the crack between them. Her ass bobbed as his hot tongue flickered and swabbed at her ass-hole. He bore in with a vengeance, and his tongue breached the first sphincter, actually sinking into her ass!
Clarisa pulled her panty crotch aside and petted her pussy directly. Two long, slender fingers went between the hot, clammy lips and pressed deeply into the channel of her cunt. They stroked her clitoris on the way out, then caught that throbbing little tip between them and rolled it as she thrilled to the shocking scene before her.
Now Dick was pulling Pam's stockings completely away. He pulled her garter belt out from under her and tossed it to the side of the bed. She sat up and pushed him down onto his back on the mattress. Aiming her split ass right at Clarisa, she straddled one of Dick's legs, and bent to the bristling majesty of his loins. She caught the knob of his swaying cock between her lips. She lowered her head farther until she had the cock-head fully between her jaws, and she began to chew on it as she jerked her head from side to side, as if she were a dog with a particularly tasty bone.
Clarisa leaped to her feet. She was nearly out of her mind with lust. She quickly tore her clothes off-her blouse sailing one way, her skirt another, her bra hooking over the back of a chair. She wore no stockings. With her white briefs still plastered to her crotch, she fell onto the bed beside Dick, moaning hungrily.
Pam raised her head from his pecker and grinned at Clarisa who writhed and rolled against him.
"Get her first, Dick," Pam said. "Get her first."
Pam backed away, and Dick, with a happy growl, rolled on top of Clarisa, pulling her panties down at the same time. He got them off her legs and slid warmly up between her spread thighs.
"Oooh, God!" she cried. "Give it to me quick!"
She got it nearly as soon as she had uttered the command. His wonderfully hard cock entered her cunt and slid up inside her, going deep ... deep ... all the way into her throbbing chasm.
She moaned ecstatically as she felt his pubic hair grind into hers, his heavy balls plopping against her crotch. He was just as deeply into her as a man could go-at least as deeply as Fred had ever gone-and he felt different from Fred. His body, atop her, was more wiry, and he had a pungent smell compounded of sweat, beer and tobacco. His cock was thinner than Fred's and bonier-feeling. But God, it was hard!
"Do her, Dick!" Pam cried hoarsely. "Give her everything you've got!"
"Ooh, yessss!" moaned Clarisa in reply. "Give me everything!"
It was a high point of Clarisa's life. It changed her life. After six years of marriage-of knowing only her husband in a carnal way, without ever having known another man before-she finally was beneath a strange male, feeling his cock inside her, his balls bouncing against her, his belly bumping hers.
He was different in bed from Fred. He started right in very fast with her, rapidly pistoning his thin, steel-hard prick in and out. She loved that, because she had been almost ready to pop when she climbed onto the bed. Now he was going to finish her quickly ... thrillingly...
She slid down a little, so that his skinny, vigorous strokes were right on the button of her clitty, and then she let her hips bob with him. Her hot cunt reached for every penetrating thrust, completely enclosed it, let it go, and reached up again. She cried and writhed.
Her mind was a total blank. She didn't want to think. She didn't have to think. All she wanted to do was to feel, and what she was feeling was luscious! She ground her stiff-nippled titties against the curly, coarse hairs on his hard, lean chest. She moved wildly with him.
She gasped. She cried aloud. She screamed.
Then she had it-a magnificent explosion within her, which sent warmth spreading over her entire body like a bath of hot oil, her mind blissfully numb as pulsation after pulsation of purest joy throbbed through her being. She felt Dick's semen squirt deep into her cunt, again and again.
It felt, at that moment, as if she had never been screwed before and had never before climaxed with a man.
This was the greatest of them all!
Knowing that Clarisa was bound to suffer a reversal of feeling in a very few minutes if the euphoria was permitted to drain away, Pam snuggled down beside her and began to caress her intimately, fondling the wet, warm pocket which Dick had just slipped his cock out of.
"Stay with her!" she hissed at the man. "Pet her. Kiss her all over."
Clarisa was all but unconscious then. She felt as if she were gliding on some wondrous magic carpet, far above the world, completely weightless, being wafted by a smooth and gentle breeze.
Gradually she became aware of the fingers which were manipulating the sticky, wet lips of her pussy, tickling her clitoris and slowly, rhythmically invading her filled-to-overflowing cunt. She was aware of a warm sucking mouth fastened to one of her nipples and a thumb and forefinger working pincers-fashion against the other one, rolling and pulling at it.
"Noooh ... noooh..." she murmured. "I don't want ... any more..."
But she got some more, whether she wanted it or not. She got a lot more. And after a very little while, she found she did want it. Her excitement was once more on the rise.
Both Pam and Dick petted her at the same time-up and down her legs, along the split of her vagina, over her belly, across her tits-and they kissed, sucked and licked at her, also. She moaned and writhed back and forth on the mattress. Her entire body was rekindled into flame.
Pam's own desire was in urgent need of satisfaction, but she was willing to postpone that a little longer. Clarisa had to be carried to the point of complete exhaustion first, so that she wouldn't have the energy to berate herself (or Pam) for what had happened. Pam glanced at Dick's penis. It wasn't resurrected yet, though it was showing signs of getting ready to rise-it was fatter than it had been a couple of minutes ago.
"Sit up, honey," she purred to Clarisa, and the other woman obeyed.
"You lie down," she breathed at the man. She gave him a little shove, and he fell onto his back.
"Do him," Pam told Clarisa, "the way you watched me do a little while ago."
Clarisa's head was reeling; she was hot all over; she wanted him in her again. But to put her mouth on his prick...
"I can't," she moaned. "Oh, God, I can't do that."
"You have to," Pam said and moved her into position.
In the back of Clarisa's mind, there was an itching, illicit desire to try it, just to see what it would be like. But she dared not give in to the urge. To mouth a man's cock was filthy ... and it would taste bad ... and it would make her one of the lowest things in the world. Only a terribly cheap slut would do it.
Pam was trying to force her head down to Dick's loins as he watched in fascination. His cock fattened more and began to lift as Clarisa's face approached it.
She continued to say, "Nooh ... noh ... nooh..." but weakly, and she didn't resist very strongly Pam's pressure on her head and shoulders. Suddenly Clarisa's face was only a couple of inches from Dick's cock and balls. The wild scent of sweat, come, and pussy-juice drifted thickly into her nostrils, causing them to dilate. She gazed at the red, slimy head of Dick's cock.
"No!" she said. "No..."
But then her open mouth was on that cock, Pam giving it a final downward thrust, and Pam continued to hold her head and shoulders down, so that all
Clarisa could do was to move her lips against Dick's pecker, even as she protested.
A strange thing happened in Clarisa's psyche. Her attitude toward cock-mouthing did a complete about-face. She had inhaled the scent of Dick's used penis; she had tasted it with her lips and tongue; she had her mouth right against it now, and she was discovering that the sense impressions she derived weren't unpleasant. In fact, they were alluring.
Suddenly she gobbled up his come-coated, plushy glans, wrapping her mouth completely around it, and she began to suck wildly as she groaned deep in her throat.
"Ooh, Jeee-zuss, baby..." Dick bawled. His intense pleasure was mingled with apprehension. "Don't bite it off!"
He didn't have to worry about that. She didn't want to bite it. She only wanted to suck it, lick it, and love it until she went out of her giddy mind. It quickly grew to perfect stiffness, and the huge glans filled her mouth, but she kept sucking and running her tongue all over the tasty thing.
New moisture was running out of her pussy, washing Dick's first load of come down her thighs. Pam, behind her, gazed at that, and Pam was so hot that she got her face down between those satiny, slick thighs and began to lick the sliding, slippery goop all up.
Dick was rocking up and down on the bed, groaning and growling, bumping his prick against the roof of Clarisa's mouth and into the hollow of her throat. Finally he grasped her by the hair and pulled her head off him. She fell onto her side.
Pam raised her head, drunk with passion after swallowing the heady mix which had seeped from Clarisa's pussy. She wanted his prick in her. Nothing less than that would do ... and yet, what would happen to Clarisa?
Pam had the answer.
"Dick, you eat Clarisa out while you screw me."
"How in the heck can I do that?" he wondered aloud, as he sat up.
"Lie down on your back again," Pam directed. "Let Clarisa squat over your face, and I'll straddle your hips."
"Okay, babe!" Dick exclaimed. "The way I feel right now, I'd do most anything!"
He lay down. Clarisa was writhing on the bed with her eyes closed, rubbing her own pussy and breasts. Pam's instructions to the man hadn't gotten through to her.
Now Pam gripped her by the shoulders and shook them. "Come on, hon. Dick's gonna eat you good. Get up and straddle his head, hm?"
"Ooooooh, I want him in me!" she wailed. "Dick, please get in me!"
"You had that once," Pam argued. "This will be different, even better. Come on ... get up and climb onto his head."
Slowly, with Pam's help, Clarisa obeyed. Dick gazed up, wide-eyed, as Pam guided Clarisa's leg over him and pulled her forward until her hairy, wet cunt was poised just above his mouth. He stared up at it and inhaled its strong fragrance. He watched the split grow wider and wider. It was red and slick, with little gobs of semen hanging to its inner membranes. The mouth of her channel was nearly round with excitement and was visibly palpitating. A thick drop of come slid out of it and splatted against his chin. He gripped her hips and pulled her juicy twat down against his face. Groaning, he wiggled her hips to settle her flesh pudding more fully over his mouth. His lips worked to achieve a suction, and his tongue shot up into her passion hole.
Clarisa shrieked joyously and began to writhe and bounce atop his face, but he managed to restrict her motions sufficiently with his hands on her hips so that he could keep his mouth where he wanted it. Her hair swung as she tossed her head. Her titties leaped and bobbed and quivered. She rode Dick's head like a kid on a hobby horse.
Pam mounted his lower body and, holding his cock straight up, let her cunt down on it. The rigid pecker opened her slit, entered smoothly, and filled her slick vaginal channel with well over seven inches of horny manhood. Pam screwed herself up and down on his cock-slowly, smoothly, feeling every inch of that glorious rock-hardness in her pussy and against her clit. At first, Dick didn't move. He was concentrating on the excitement of Clarisa's cunt, which was grinding and smearing its flavorful wetness all over his face. He gulped rapidly, swallowing all the honey, and his tongue drove her wild with its incessant stroking in and out of her channel.
Finally, however, Pam's cunty presence around his cock-sliding up and down, up and down-vied for its share of his attention, and he began to bump up into her as his tongue continued to flutter in Clarisa's cunt. With Clarisa grinding and bouncing merrily against his face, and Pam posted on his prick, he was as deeply immersed in the joys of sex as a man could be.
The cot creaked and groaned beneath the weight of the three lovers. Its metal legs chattered against the plain wooden floor. Miraculously it held up, even when the tempestuous gyrations of the women became intense, and Dick flopped up and down beneath them.
Clarisa shrieked at the finish and collapsed fully against his face. For a moment he couldn't breathe. But he managed to twist his head and get his nose in the clear, and he continued to pound his prick upward into Pam's bouncing pussy until he felt her tighten and clutch at his cock with her cunt muscles. That was when he let go, geysering into her convulsing depths.
The three erstwhile lovers collapsed in a shapeless heap, and they couldn't have cared less about anything for the moment. The shack could have caught fire and none of them would have noticed.