Chapter 7
"I think the show was a great success, darling," Wanda said when she and Don Ryder were finally seated in her beautiful red toned living room.
"Yes ... you were fabulous," Don assured her as he poured the drinks. Wanda had told him in advance the new act she and Blaze had been working on, but somehow he had thought it would never come off. Now that it had, and he'd seen it, he confessed inwardly to mixed feelings. Not that he considered himself a prude ... far from it. He just didn't like to think of his mistress being involved with another woman. He often wondered if the relationship between Wanda and the redhead was more than a working one. But he refrained from asking, because Wanda resented strongly when he tried to keep tabs on her. She was not even slightly possessive with him and lately, in fact, he was beginning to think that she was getting tired of him.
He still saw as much of her as he possibly could but he was sure that the story he'd given June about working overtime was just about strained to the utmost limit. And when the time came for the big bonus check that he'd told her he was getting for overtime, he really would have to face the music.
"Let's take our drinks into the bedroom," Wanda suggested as she lead the way into the opulently furnished room. A thrill of anticipatory pleasure rippled through the young husband as he followed his glamorous mistress. Maybe she wasn't getting tired of him after all ... maybe the affair could continue the way it had for the past three weeks.
Don sometimes thought that he didn't have much to offer the beautiful experienced older woman. She could have her pick of any man at all ... yet she was interested in him. For the moment anyway. But much as he wanted them to, he knew things couldn't go on indefinitely like this. He was sure that June would explode and tell him she wanted a divorce if she ever found out. This last week though, a change had come over her and she seemed imbued with a new energy and interest in life. He just couldn't figure it out ... far better to let sleeping dogs he.
Wanda was already stretched out on the bed, wearing a soft pink robe. She had loosened her shining blonde hair and looked completely sensual and enticing ... the way she always did as far as Don was concerned. He could feel his stirring cock growing to blood-hardened tumescence, and neglecting his drink, began hurriedly to strip off his clothes. He kept his eyes glued as much as he could to his lovely blonde mistress and watched with growing excitement as she parted her legs slightly, allowing the edges of the robe to fall away. He could see the smooth expanse of her milk-white inner thighs and the first straying wisps of golden pubic curls. At last he was completely naked and clambered up on the bed beside the waiting woman.
Wanda's body was taut with pent-up sexual energy. The stage act with Blaze had just sharpened the edge of her appetite and now she was ready for a lot more. She wanted to let herself go completely, to wallow in the flood of her unleashed passion and she hoped that Don was in the same kind of mood.
"Darling," she said, smiling up at her naked lover, "I'd like you to lick my pussy first ... the way Blaze did not so long ago. I'd like to cum that way again...."
A shiver of excitement shuddered through Ryder as he began to untie the belt of her robe. He gasped with apporval when he revealed the full naked length of her voluptuously sculpted body, as beautiful and fresh to him as it was the very first time he'd ever seen it, on stage that first night. The knowledge that the flamboyant blonde star of the Oasis Club was his mistress was a source of unending pride to Don and he only wished that he could stand on a roof top and shout it loud. But he had to keep the magnificent secret to himself for fear of being found out.
Now the idea of kissing and licking her pussy the way the lovely redhead had done less than an hour before titillated his depraved instincts in a new and exciting way and he was trembling with suppressed pleasure as he placed a hand on each velvet-soft thigh. He could see the moist pink cuntal furrow fluttering slightly, still damp from the secretions of her wild orgasm on stage. The flushed and swollen little bud of her clitoris was barely visible peeping through the golden tangle of pubic curls as he lowered his head and reached out with his eagerly searching tongue.
"Oh yessss, your tongue feels good on my cunt, darling," Wanda sighed as she spread her thighs even wider for him and revealed the full expanse of her hungrily waiting cunt. She arched her back and flexed her hips forward, pressing the desire ridden mound of her vagina up hard against her lover's frenziedly darting tongue.
"Mmmmmmm yes, lover ... lick and kiss my pussy the way Blaze did."
The naked stripper's obscene words of command urged Don on as he bent wholeheartedly to his task. His tongue raced expertly along the wetly trembling slit, dipping and probing, drawing out the tiny drops of her cuntal juice which were already gathering on the soft velvety folds. He found the turgid nub of her clitoris and heard her sigh ecstatically as he trapped it gently between his teeth. He could feel the hot blood pulsating through it as he stroked it with his tongue, making it surge into burgeoning life.
He continued to play his tongue wetly around the quivering pussy-flesh, circling the clutching hole of her eagerly receptive vagina. He lapped at the passion-flushed outer lips, drawing them into his mouth as her exotic vaginal fragrance permeated his nostrils. Then without warning, he furled his tongue and plunged it headlong into the writhing orifice of her helplessly aroused pussy.
"Aaaaaaaagggghhhhh ... yessss ... suck it ... suck it ... it's even better than Blaze."
The heated inner walls of her churning cunt closed in tightly on his tongue, entombing it in the darkness of her passionately vibrating depths, while her buttocks ground rhythmically down into the bed.
"Now, darling ... now, darling ... let me suck your cock ... I want to lick your prick while you're kissing my cunt!"
Wanda's words were hoarse ragged gasps, coming from the very depths of her being. She loved having her vagina kissed by her lover, only an hour after Blaze, her lovely redheaded co-performer, had done it, but she felt empty as well. She wanted the taste and feel of a hard masculine cock between her lips, to make her feel complete. She wanted to give pleasure in the same degree as she was receiving it.
Ryder needed no second urging. His earlier erection had died, but had left a gnawing in his balls. Now at Wanda's words, urgent life began to stir through the semi-awakened rod of flesh and it began to pulse with new intensity. Without losing his frantically sucking contact with his mistress's wet writhing cunt, he maneuvered his naked form around on the bed, until his hotly jerking penis was only inches away from Wanda's pouting lips.
"Mmmmm, I'll soon make it nice and hard," she promised him, "and then you can cum in my mouth at the same time as I cum from your sucking!"
He moaned pleasurably into the steaming slit of Wanda's openly presented pussy as he felt her ruby red lips close in around his burgeoning cock. It seemed to expand at once inside her mouth, and he could feel the hard rubbery head flaring from the gentle pressure of her lewdly flicking tongue.
Immediately, her mouth began to work at his cock in rhythm with his own tongue sucking and thrusting between her legs and he found his hips flexing against her face, just as her buttocks were tensing and untensing as she drove her tingling vagina up against his greedily sucking mouth.
His eyes closed in complete ecstasy as he gave himself over to his obscene task and relaxed his body so that it blended fluidly against hers. Her full pounding breasts were pressed against his abdomen and he could feel the hardness of the spear-like little nipples as they dug into his flaccid flesh. He pushed his face harder against her pulsating pussy, plunging his tongue in as far as it would go into the hot, churning passage of her wildly dilating cunt. Wanda sucked hungrily on his fully distended cock, taking it almost completely into her mouth, until the spongy head was touching the back of her throat and he thought she would choke. They sucked and licked together in perfect unison, mouth clamped on pussy and lips glued around cock, oblivious to everything but the quickening pace of her accelerating passion.
"Look, they've gone into that apartment building!"
A cold shiver of apprehension hurtled through June Ryder at her lover's words. The distraught young wife's eyes blurred from watching the two figures disappear through the outer door and a flurry of disappointment clutched at her stomach. She wanted to follow them completely ... to find out just what they were up to. She and Harry had trailed her husband's car all this way ... now they were going to be outfoxed.
"Maybe we can get in anyway," Harry suggested, noticing her mood. "Maybe they left the inner door open!"
Disconsolately, June followed her lover across the street and entered Wanderly Apartments with him. Mixed feelings were causing a tumult inside her. What was Don doing with that blonde? But even as she asked herself the question, she was afraid of the obvious answer. All those impossibly long hours of overtime, Don's evasive answers as to the exact nature of the job, no overtime money ... it was all adding up only too accurately.
But June couldn't bring herself to accept what her brain was telling her. Don just wouldn't ... he wouldn't be unfaithful to me! But you are unfaithful to him ... why shouldn't he have an affair too?
"We're in luck-the door's open!" Harry whispered excitedly as he held it open for her. It was certainly lucky to find the inner door ajar ... but where did that lead?
"She's on the top floor. Now that we're in, we might as well go up!"
June followed her lover up the stairs with a heavy heart. The whole evening was just proving too much for her. First the incredible double female act, then the shock of discovering that her husband had been watching it too. Now the realization that he had gone to her apartment with the blonde star of the obscene show! And now....
"Well, this is it," Harry said, looking at the door of Wanda's apartment. "But I'm sure it's locked."
He was enjoying this new development to the evening. He was intrigued to find out about Ryder's relationship with the blonde, and was not a little jealous of the lucky sonofabitch!
"Try it anyway," June insisted, feeling if they had come this far, they might as well go whole hog.
"How do you like that? It's open!"
June's heart was hammering fast as she crept silently into the semi-darkened apartment. Oh God, what are we doing? Maybe they're just sitting in the living room, having a drink and behaving perfectly innocently! What will they say ... what will Don say when he sees us?
At that moment she wanted to turn back and forget their whole stealthy errand. It was low and underhand to be sneaking into the apartment like this ... they shouldn't have done it!
"They're in the bedroom," Harry told her in a whisper.
Immediately June forgot all her misgivings. In the bedroom....
"C'mon, let's take a peek...."
June followed him as he tiptoed towards the half-open door into what was obviously the bedroom. Her heart was in her mouth and her throat was dry and chalky. She could hear some kind of strange sibilant sounds, but her brain refused to function, to try and register what they were. Oh dear God, what was she going to see?
"Man oh man, get a load of that!"
Cameron's excited words branded themselves on her brain and tremulously she stepped into the bedroom and peeped ahead.
"Oh no!" she gasped audibly, thinking that she was going to faint. The world seemed to stop in that instant when the horrified wife saw her husband locked in a lascivious embrace with the voluptuous blonde strip-star. She just couldn't believe it! It couldn't be her husband lying there, his face buried in the blonde's openly writhing pussy, while she sucked hungrily on his jerking cock! It couldn't be Don who was so lewdly sixty-nining with the blonde!
But it was!
June wanted to scream, to rush in there and separate them, to cry out her jealousy and misery. But she couldn't. She was rooted mutely to the spot and if the ceiling had suddenly caved in, she couldn't have moved. She was transfixed by the obscene evidence of her husband's infidelity with the glamorous striptease queen.
All the fears and doubts she had tried to banish on the numbing journey in pursuit of her husband and his mistress came agonizingly into one stark reality that couldn't be denied.
"Jeez, he's a hell of a lucky guy," Cameron whistled. "I wouldn't mind changing places with him."
June was suddenly irritated by her lover's words. He didn't seem to realize her predicament. It was obvious he didn't care at all that they had discovered her husband with another woman. All he was interested in was what was happening on the bed and wishing that it was he himself who was sixty-nining with the salacious blonde.
Tears stung at the unhappy brunette's eyes. Don didn't care about her anymore. How could he, with a beautiful dish like Wanda as his mistress. She was sorry she had come ... she wished that she had never discovered the spectacle of her husband's infidelity with the strip-club performer. She could have cherished her illusions about things eventually turning out right between them. But what about yourself? You're not so very innocent either....
Yes, it was true. She was just as bad as her husband was. She too had jeopardized their marriage by her affair with the tricky salesman ... was it worth it?
Her eyes drifted again to the nakedly writhing pair on the bed. To think that only an hour before she had been admiring the blonde's statuesque beauty while she was watching her perform abandonedly with the redhead.
Now she was watching her own husband kissing and lapping at the moistly clinging vaginal flesh, just as Blaze had done earlier, while the lascivious blonde sucked and pulled on Don's blood-hardened penis. She could catch glimpses of the pulsating red flesh as it disappeared between Wanda's shapely lips ovaled lovingly around it. The adulterous blonde was taking it almost completely into her mouth, so that just an inch or so was left at the base and the shocked young wife could see her husband's dark wiry pubic hair grazing against his mistress's smooth-skinned face.
June noticed that the blonde was cupping Don's sperm-laden balls in her palm and was kneading them convulsively, all the while grinding her openly receptive cunt against his frantically working mouth.
"What are we going to do about them, honey?" Harry whispered, his lust-widened eyes never leaving the tangled pair on the bed.
Do? What can we do? Nothing except stand here and watch!
Misery swept in a crushing weight over the distraught brunette. We should go away and pretend we never saw what happened.
"Look, baby, Wanda's going to cum!"
Automatically, June's eyes flicked back to the writhing blonde on the bed, and saw instantly that her body was spasming uncontrollably and that her slender thighs were jerking wildly against Don's imprisoned face. In spite of her deep-down revulsion, June felt a lurid fascination as she stared at the lovely blonde's uncontrollably twitching body. Her full breasts were heaving and her face was flushed and moist as she continued to suck and lick on the distended cock between her lips. June thought she could hear her muffled moans of pleasure, and detachedly she remembered that she was actually watching her husband's mistress reaching a climax from his lascivious cunnilingus!
"Christ, I'm getting a hard-on just watching them," Harry whispered urgently beside her and at the same moment she felt his hands creeping up to encircle her palpitating breasts.
Angrily she pulled away, shocked and upset by his touch. He had no idea how she was feeling, didn't realize how shattered she was by the visual evidence of her husband's infidelity, even though she was witnessing it with her own lover!
"Oh God, Wanda darling, keep sucking it ... keep sucking hard on my prick...."
June was jerked back into reality at the sound of her husband's impassioned words. Looking up, she saw that his wet reddened face was finally freed from the hungrily gripping columns of the stripteaser's thighs. He was staring down at the blonde's obscenely bobbing head as she worked slavishly over his expanded penis, desperately trying to wring the anticipated life-giving nectar from it.
At that moment more than any other, June wanted to rush in and confront her adulterous husband. She wanted to tangle her hands in that flailing blonde head and pull it away from Don's pulsating penis. And ... what? Did she want to suck and lick it herself? Did she want to feel her husband's big hard cock in her mouth? Yes, she did ... she did and it was her right! Not that blonde bitch's ... it should be she, June Ryder, sprawled on the bed between her husband's thighs. Oh God, she couldn't take it any longer.
"Aaaaahhhhh ... oh God, I'm cumming!"
June was immobilized by her husband's gasp of supreme pleasure and stared with glazed eyes as she saw him pumping furiously against Wanda's hungrily gulping mouth. She was drinking his sperm! She was milking greedily on his jerking cock and taking every drop of his sticky male cum!
A flush of anger and jealousy cascaded over the dumbfounded wife. That cheap slut was draining her husband dry, with his spurting penis thrust far back into her throat! It was too much to endure ... she couldn't stand it a moment longer....
"You goddamn lying cheating sonofabitch!"
The words spewed effortlessly from her mouth as she stormed into the bedroom, leaving her flabbergasted lover standing open-mouthed in the doorway.
Don looked up, horror and shock mingled plainly on his face with overwhelming guilt. A dull crimson suffused his cheeks as he stared horrified at his rampaging wife. He was frozen into position, his hands still clutching Wanda's golden tresses, his rapidly deflating penis still clinging wetly between her lips.
"You dirty bastard, I saw everything! I know you were at that filthy show, watching this slut ... I followed you all the way here and caught you ... I saw it all ... you licking her cunt while she sucked your cock...."
Her eyes were blazing and she was grotesquely transformed with rage.
"Honey, please, let me...." Don began helplessly, wishing the ground would open and devour him. He felt rather than saw Wanda stirring beside him and was grateful that at least his cock wasn't still buried between her lips.
"I don't want any of your bullshit stories," June raged wildly, moving threateningly towards her shame-stricken husband.
"Now wait a minute, sweetie...."
It was Wanda who had spoken and June turned loathingly towards her.
"You shut up, you scheming bitch, or I'll tear every hair from that goddamned peroxide head of yours...."
Wanda's eyes narrowed as she scrutinized the ranting young brunette.
Then without warning, she turned to Harry who was still rooted wordlessly in the doorway.
"What brought you here? You don't look like a telegram boy to me!
For the first time, Don noticed the figure by the door, and confusion mingled with his other shattering emotions.
Wanda noticed June's quick change if color and shrewdly summed up the situation.
"Just who are you and what are you doing here in my apartment?"
"I ... I came with June!" For the first time in his life probably, the traveling salesman was at a loss for words. He was astounded by his own mistress' aggressive action and realized now that he was clearly implicated.
"So you watched the show, too?"
Cameron didn't answer.
There was a long silence and then Don was the first to recover his equilibrium.
"What were you doing at a nightclub with him, June?"
His voice was hard and demanding, and his flustered wife couldn't meet his gaze. Oh God, I've really put my foot in it now ... I shouldn't have lost my temper with him....
"It's pretty obvious I'm afraid, Don dear," Wanda went on. "No guy would take a married gal to a show like that unless he was on pretty good terms with her!"
"Just what the hell do you mean by that?"
"Oh don't be so naive darling. Remember you left your cute little wife along a hell of a lot! Why shouldn't she amuse herself with a smart young guy like this fella?"
A terrible premonition gripped the hapless husband and a quick look at his humiliated wife confirmed his worst suspicions.
"You ... you cheap little slut!" he choked, rage burning his throat. He still couldn't believe it! His wife ... his own June, having an affair with ... with that young punk! He'd kill her ... he'd strangle her with his bare hands!
"Goddamn cheating whore! I'll teach you!"
"JUST A MINUTE!"
Wanda was getting irritated. She was sick and tired of the younger couple's accusations and histrionics and she was determined to put a stop to it all.
"Why don't you two just forgive and forget? You're both in the wrong if you want to look at it like that. Personally I think you're making a mountain out of a molehill. Just chalk it all up to experience and kiss and make-up!"
No one said anything.
"C'mon, stranger," she called to Harry, "come and help me get some drinks going in the living room."
Cameron dumbly followed the lovely blonde as she sauntered casually, still stark naked out of the bedroom.
For a long moment after they left, neither Don nor June said anything.
Finally June spoke.
"Darling, I'm sorry ... I know it was wrong, but ... "
Her abject apology softened her husband's reserve.
"As Wanda says, I guess neither of us is an angel."
"I wouldn't have ... I never would have got involved with Harry if you hadn't ... hadn't...."
"Fucked you in the ass? I know that was a real bad thing to do, but I was so guilty ... that was the night I met Wanda!"
"On ... on our anniversary?"
Ryder nodded dumbly.
"But why?" June was desperately afraid to ask the question because she was terrified of the answer she'd receive. That he was in love with the blonde ... that he wanted a divorce....
"Well, I guess you were right about me," Don explained humbly. "I suppose I'm still a college boy at heart, hooked on the idea of having someone like Wanda for a girl friend. You know, a strip star and everything. It's screwball, but it's the truth. But actually, Wanda's a fantastic person, and as you can see, she's quite a looker! A real star, in fact."
June was a little envious of his glowing praise of the older woman, but she was also touched by his sincere confession of his weakness ... something she would never be able to do, she was sure.
"B-But you don't love her?"
"Of course, I don't. At least, not in the way I love you!"
"You really mean that?" June gasped. "I mean, after Harry, I thought you might...."
Don felt his anger reawakening. Every time he thought of that young bastard, he wanted to punch him in the nose.
"Are you trying to tell me that you 're in love with ... with that young punk?"
June suppressed a smile at his words, recalling that her lover was only a few years younger than her husband, but was overwhelmed by the evidence of Don's jealousy.
"No, I don't love him ... How could you even think that for a moment?"
Then they were in each other's arms, trembling with relief and brimming with newfound hope.
"Well, I'm glad to see you two have finally got some sense!"
Wanda padded into the bedroom, carrying two Tom Collinses, followed by Harry, who also held two glasses.
The Ryders, still sitting close together on the bed, accepted a drink gratefully.
"Whew, I'm glad that little domestic scene is over and done with," the outspoken blonde went on. "If there's anything I can't stand is a husband or wife making a fuss over a teeny little affair. It's such an antiquated reaction ... one I'm sure our friend Harry here wouldn't have!"
"Hell no! Live and let live, that's my motto!"
Don and June exchanged secret sly glances which spoke volumes. Those two didn't understand, because they weren't married ... to each other or any one else! They couldn't possibly know what it was like and how important marital fidelity was!
"If the pair of you are going to start acting like love birds, you might as well go whole hog!"
Wanda had observantly noticed their exchanged smile and decided to try and press things a little further. She was getting bored with all this talking and sitting around and was ready for some action.
"What do you mean, Wanda?" Don asked, sensing his mistress's restlessness.
"Go right ahead and fuck ... Harry and I won't mind, and after all, we're all old friends now!"
June found herself blushing at the older woman's suggestion and to her surprise saw that Don was looking at her speculatively. Surely he wasn't thinking of doing as she advised?
"What do you think, honey? Would you like to make love?"
The surprised wife stared at her husband. Did he really mean it? Did he want to make love to her in front of his mistress and her lover? More important, did she?
A little tingle of perverted pleasure rippled through her as her thoughts began to conjure up images ... lewd lascivious images of herself and Don fucking, with Harry and Wonda watching. Why not? After all, they had all watched Wanda sixty-nineing with another woman, and then she and Harry had watched Don suck the blonde's pussy while she licked June's husband's penis! Why stop now? Don was already naked ... she would just have to pull her clothes off and....
Harry was beside himself with excitement. He never thought the evening out that he had planned with Mrs. Ryder would culminate in these wild happenings. That Wanda sure is a winner, he thought appreciatively. Maybe I can get my hands on that tight little ass of hers a little later....
"I'd like to fuck you now, baby ... I don't care who's watching!" Don was aware of the growing turbulence in his awakening cock as it began to stir into new life. He was beginning to see his wife in a new light. He had never dreamed that she'd ever have an affair. Now he wanted to discover for himself what sort of a change had come over her, because he knew without a doubt that she had changed-she had to have changed or else she would never have embarked on an illicit relationship with a traveling salesman ... not the June he knew!
"Come on, honey, let's not waste any more time."
His hands were ready pulling down the zipper of her dress and she allowed herself to be stripped, her reeling brain still refusing to make a decision.
"Don't be shy, sweetie," Wanda encouraged her as she sat back on the one easy chair in the bedroom. Her initial anger at the abusive young wife had faded and she now regarded the pretty brunette with a certain amount of sympathy and understanding. She knew that the shocked wife's vitriolic words earlier were the result of trauma and consternation and not really meant personally.
June felt warmed by the blonde's encouraging words as she sat there on the bed, wearing only her brassiere and panties. Don had already rolled down her stockings and discarded her dress and now he was unclasping the hook on her brassiere.
"Now, honey, let me take off your panties," he urged passionately, his eyes roaming lustfully over her nearly naked body. Obediently she leaned back and raised her hips as he eased down the flimsy white nylon.
"Mmmmm ... you didn't tell me your wife was such a doll, Don," Wanda praised appreciatively as she gazed at the quivering brunette.
June's embarrassment and awkwardness faded completely when she saw the look of reverence and desire in her handsome husband's eyes. What did it matter who was watching them? They had nothing to hide! Don wanted her and loved her as much as ever ... just as she desire him! Why hold back just because her lover and her husband's mistress were in the room?
"Oh darling, I'll make it up to you ... I promise!" Don whispered as he bent down and pressed his lips wetly to her waiting mouth. A thrill of pleasure surged through her and she returned his kiss, her tongue darting eagerly into his mouth, finding his and whipping up a lewd dance of frenzy. She pressed her lush naked body against his, feeling the growing hardness of her nipples as they tensed against his strong-muscled chest. Unconsciously her thighs parted and she strained her trembling pussy mound against the rigid length of his hard, fully erect cock.
Don's mouth trailed passionate love bites all over his wife's smooth white neck and throat and June found herself mewling wantonly from the tremors of exciting sensations which tingled through her. A deep yearning suffused her palpitating body in a way that it never had with Harry, and she was thrilled by the knowledge of her awakening response to her own husband.
"Grab his prick, June! Stroke it and make it a bit harder before he puts it in!"
This time the amorous brunette didn't flinch from the older woman's crude words. Instead, she slid her hand down between their churning bodies and her fingers came into searing contact with the hard throbbing rod.
"Yes, darling, hold and caress my cock. I want to feel your hand on it...."
She closed her hand around the hotly pulsating circumference and began to slide her hand up and down the rigid blood-filled length. She was sure she could feel it growing and expanding under her touch, and all at once she wanted to make it as big and hard as she could before it entered her waiting vagina.
There was a desperate burning between her legs now and a warm growing moistness there, and the young wife recognized the sensations as carnal desire-pure animal lust for her husband! She continued to massage teasingly the pounding rod of flesh in her hand while the involuntary churning of her hips seemed to quicken and intensify.
"Put your prick in, Don. Put it into her cunt now. I can tell you're both good and ready!"
Wanda was watching the loving couple with rapt interest and couldn't refrain from throwing out her explicit instructions. It gave her a vicarious thrill of pleasure to observe the reconciliatory love-making and she enjoyed whatever part she could take in it.
Harry Cameron too was entranced by what was happening a few feet away from him, aware too of twinges of jealousy as he watched the loving union between his mistress and her husband. His cock was like a length of lead pipe between his legs and his balls felt ready to explode. But still he couldn't take his eyes off the lascivious scene.
"Mmmmmm ... my pussy is on fire, Don darling, and I'm going to guide your lovely hard cock into it now." June guided the hard rubbery head towards the moistly waiting split of her eager pussy, spreading her milk-white trembling thighs as far apart as she could. She winced when she felt the first contact between delicate cuntal flesh and hard unyielding cock-flesh, and instinctively began to rotate the blunt, blood-filled head around the damp outer folds, moistening it in her free-flowing vaginal juices.
"God, honey, I can't wait any longer ... I've got to fuck you now." The hungry urgency of her husband's voice excited the aroused brunette even more and she shivered with anticipatory pleasure. Her husband was going to make love to her now, right here in Wanda's apartment in front of her lover and his own mistress!
Don flicked his hips forward and drove his rock-hard penis straight at the small petal-shaped opening of his wife's cuntal mouth.
"Aaaaahhhhh ... ooohhhhh," June gasped as she felt the flesh-parting entry of his lust-engorged cock as it sliced up through her tender vaginal flesh. She felt her inner walls give way willingly before his demanding cock-head and she was filled with an indefinable sensation of completeness and submission.
"Mmmmmmmnnn, yesssss," she moaned as her receptive cunt flowered eagerly open to accept her husband's driving desire-hardened cock.
"Shove it all the way in, Don ... Bury your prick right up to the balls!" The blonde stripteaser was happily immersed in her new role of promoter. She was concentrating fully on the copulation taking place between her lover and his wife and had forgotten all about Harry who was also aroused, but in a different way.
He had surreptitiously pulled open his fly and had extracted his palpitating cock from the tight confines of his pants. His hand slid up and down its ponderous length as he stared fixedly at the Ryders. He was lewdly excited at the sight of his mistress being fucked by her husband, and he wished with all his heart that he was in Don's place, just as he had wanted to be when he had seen the husband sixty-nineing with Wanda. It didn't matter to him now that Wanda was free and probably willing-at the moment he wanted only his mistress. But June was completely engrossed in her husband.
"Nnnnnngghhhh ... aaaahhhmmmmm," she moaned as Don finally hit bottom, slapping hard against the tender cushiony tip of her cervix. He had sunk his lengthy penis to the hilt in her clasping vaginal depths, just as his mistress had instructed him to! For a long moment he held it there, reveling in the tight clinging feeling of her gently pulling inner cunt as it closed in on his lust-swollen cock. His sperm-burdened balls fitted snugly in the clenching crevice of her shapely little buttocks and he could feel the scintillating response which was beginning deep inside her.
This was so new and wonderful for him. For so long he had dreamed of having a truly responsive and loving wife, and the dream had died a sickly death. Now it was being resurrected and was coming true! He could hardly believe it!
"All right, start fucking her now!" Wanda instructed, still not aware that Cameron was edging closer to the lovingly united husband and wife on the bed.
Don pulled out with a slow, drawn-out movement, feeling his wife's soft warm vaginal flesh cling tantalizing to his withdrawing shaft. When just the spongy head was still enclosed tightly by the elastic cuntal ring, he surged forward once more. This time he glided easily all the way into her greedily grasping passage. The inner channel felt as if it was lined with velvet, a soft viscous velour that cushioned and stroked his plunging cock with the feathery touch of a million tiny hands.
"Oh darling, oh darling, it's fabulous," June moaned as she gave herself over to the free-swinging rhythm being established by her husband. Her entire body felt light and liberated and for the first time in her married life she felt truly happy and fulfilled. This is what life is all about, she told herself ecstatically ... nothing with Harry could ever compare to this!
Across the small room, June's lover couldn't help himself. His eyes were bulging and his breathing was becoming rapid and ragged. He was inflamed with uncontrollable lust and of their own volition, his hands began to strip off his pants first and then his shirt. Cameron was governed by an ulterior force which made him obey the demands of his libido no matter how crazy they were-nothing in the world could stop him from edging closer and closer to the oblivious couple thrashing about obscenely on the bed.
Don couldn't believe his luck! June certainly had changed! She was a new woman entirely, and she had changed for the better! He could hardly believe that the full-blooded voluptuous woman fucking back freely beneath him was his wife. His dream certainly had come true and in a way that surpassed even his most erotic imaginings.
"Christ, darling, you're a fantastic fuck ... I never dreamed you could be like this...."
Wanda stared with satisfaction at the completely aroused couple. She was glad that things were going right for them. Don wasn't really her type, although it had been a ball while it lasted. But she had known it couldn't go on forever. Now she was really happy that things were working out this way, because they seemed to be a couple of nice kids. June, especially, was far too nice to be mixed with the likes of that leering salesman. She got his number right away, and didn't like him any the less for it. In fact, in a way he was her own type devil-may-care ... world-wise and basically with his own motives in view all the time. In fact, for the first time, she noticed what the salesman had been up to. She had been lost in thought for a few moments and in that short space of time, he had sidled up to the writhing pair on the bed. Wanda saw with some surprise that he was completely naked, and she couldn't help but see that he had a hell of a hard-on!
"Harry, what are you doing?" she whispered urgently, beckoning to him.
But he didn't seem to hear her, even though she was only a few feet away from him. He was moving like a man in a trance, with his intention fixed immovably in his lust-dazed brain.
June was sure she had found heaven on earth. Their two bodies were moving together with perfect tempo, every powerful instroke of her husband's hard-driving cock carrying them both a step higher on the ladder of sensual pleasure. She had forgotten completely about Wanda and Harry. No one existed for her but her own husband ... she would never need anyone else again.
That was why her heart nearly stopped when she felt the hands crawling insectlike over her hips.
"Oh God, what...." she gasped, afraid to turn her head.
Don's eyes were closed and he didn't seem to notice anything, and for a second June wondered if it wasn't her imagination at work.
"It's me, Harry ... don't you remember your lover?"
June's eyes looked back over her shoulder to Cameron's passion-distorted face and a ripple of fear coursed through her. What did he want? Was he going to try and separate her from her husband? What would Don say?
"Harry, what do you want?" she pleaded fearfully, hardly daring to breathe. His hands were insistently stroking her trembling flesh. But the strangest thing of all was that Don didn't seem to notice. He kept on fucking rhythmically between her legs, seemingly unaware of the incredible interruption.
"Roll over, doll ... I want to get me a piece of the goods too!"
Oh my God, no! June thought desperately, not really knowing what he was talking about. All she did know was that the nightmare was beginning again. Why couldn't he leave her alone? Why did he have to spoil things between herself and Don?
What the hell is that guy doing? Wanda wondered as she observed what was happening. She had heard his coarse command to his mistress to 'roll over' ... but what was he intending to do? And the amazing thing was, Don was turning over on his side ... onto his back ... and lifting June so that she was straddling him! This was really getting sensational!
June's brain was whirling and she fought inwardly to control her confusion. She still didn't know what her lover wanted, but she was astonished by Don's apparent obedience to Cameron's lewd order. But what was going to happen now?
Once again she felt her lover's hands on her trembling body, this time on her tensely clenched ass-cheeks. Her buttocks were still flexing forward and down as Don fucked up into her widespread cunt without losing a single stroke. But when she felt Harry's hands pulling and straining the flaccid cheeks apart, a cold quiver of fear nudged at her thudding heart.
"Don't worry honey," Cameron rasped leeringly, "Ol' Harry's got a special treat in store for you!"
Oh please help me, someone, she pleaded silently, torn between the desperate apprehension which was gripping her and the quivers of pleasure which still tingled through her carnally aroused body.
Cameron stared at the cringing dark crevice of her white uplifted buttocks, and of its own accord, his middle finger moved unhesitatingly towards the hairless spincter nestled in the forbidden split. He jabbed at it experimentally, testing its resiliencey and then suddenly insinuated the tip of his middle finger into the elastic ring.
"Aaaahhhh ... oh God, stop," June sobbed as a sharp pang of pain assaulted her back passage. She felt him screwing his middle finger farther and farther into the resisting anus, and wondered if the whole thing wasn't a sordid nightmare. This couldn't be happening, it couldn't be possible! It would spoil everything between her and Don.
My God, he's got his finger in her asshole! Wanda thought, shivering vicariously at the thought of his unnatural impalement. Curiosity was too much for her and she finally left the comfort of her chair and moved over to the bed.
She was just in time to see Cameron withdraw his finger from the defensively clenching brown opening and to hear June's sob of relief. But moments later, it was the blonde stripper's turn to gasp in disbelief....
June felt the hard granite-like head of Harry's cock nudging its way between the rounded cheeks of her buttocks and panic gripped her. He couldn't be thinking of anything like that ... he just couldn't!
"Harry, please don't...." she whimpered suddenly, unable to stop herself.
"Take it easy, baby, take it easy and just relax," her lover cautioned as he began to press his lust-flared cock-head against the small hairless opening of her anus.
Wanda watched in mute horror and excitement as the salesman strained his massive, blood-engorged penis against the minuscule orifice. He wants to fuck her in the ass ... he'll split her in two with that huge thing, she thought, feeling a surge of pity for the helpless girl. But still she didn't make a move to help her. II her own husband doesn't mind, why should I?
From the moment he heard Cameron's lascivious words, Ryder knew what his wife's lover had in mind. But he didn't care! That was the crazy thing. He knew what Cameron's obscene intentions were and he wasn't doing a thing about it! He didn't really know why himself, but he thought that he was subconsciously looking on it as a final punishment for his cheating wife. Yes, let her own lover punish her for her transgressions, he thought sadistically, she deserves it!
June thought she'd die when she felt the flesh-splitting pain behind. She felt as if she was being torn in two, rent asunder by a red-hot pole rammed up her anus.
"AAAAHHHHHHH ... OH GOD, STOP!"
With brutal force, Cameron pressured the rubbery sphincter incessantly until it at last gave way and he was able to insert his lust-stiffened cock into the dark secret passage.
Wanda couldn't believe it when she saw the huge thickness disappear into the small opening. She didn't believe it possible, but obviously it was. This Cameron is a real brute of a guy, she thought, not without a trace of pleasurable interest.
June felt the rampaging hardness of her lover's cock as it forced its way unnaturally into the forbidden channel of her rectum. Tears stung her eyes and she felt herself to be utterly abandoned. Why doesn't Don do something? Or Wanda? Why are they letting him do this to me?
"Please, Harry, don't...." she whimpered again, unable to suppress her plea. He had managed to screw his penis all the way into her sorely stretched rectum and now he was beginning to withdraw, bruising her lacerated passage once again.
"Just relax, baby ... and it will be all right!"
Relax! How could she relax when he was tearing her apart with his huge cock? How could her own husband keep quiet and let her suffer like this?
Don heard his wife's gasps of pain and was beside himself with new feelings of cruel pleasure. She was getting her just deserts for what she had done. She had cheated on him and now she was being castigated for her infidelty. Her salesman-lover was fucking her in the ass, just like he himself had done not so long ago. Only this time she was sandwiched between the two of them, her husband and her lover!
June could hardly believe that the racking pain was beginning to clear as Harry established a slow steady rhythm of driving into her tender anus with one long hard sweep and then pulling out again just as smoothly. Drops of premature sperm lubricated her sorely tried passage and helped her nether channel adjust to the unnatural sensation of being so cruelly skewered.
Wanda would have liked a cigarette but she couldn't draw her eyes away from the lascivious three-way fucking going on right in front of her, on her own bed. She was magnetized by the depraved act that she was witnessing and her entranced eyes followed every movement of the two hard plunging cocks as they buried themselves simultaneously in both June's widely stretched passages. She saw the brownish edges of the brunette's anus pull out as it clung to the pounding hardness of Harry's penis, and the tiny coral petals of her outer vaginal flesh nibbling hungrily at her husband's sawing cock.
And then the voluptuous blonde saw something that she could hardly believe at first. Her experienced eyes saw at once the very moment when pain turned to pleasure and the buffeted young wife began to enjoy the debauched act. The older woman sensed June's total subjugation even before the young brunette herself realized it.
At first June was shocked when she realized that little wisps of arousal were curling around deep in her loins. Oh God, what kind of a whorish woman have I become? she wondered frantically as she tried to blank out the insidious signals of desire.
But it was no use. The wisps grew into flurries and soon her trembling body was engulfed with sensations of unbelievable pleasure. There was no doubt about it now ... she was beginning to respond fully to the lewd double-fucking. She was starting to enjoy being sandwiched between her husband and lover, and to enjoy their two lust-thickened cocks driving together into her helplessly dilated passages.
"Yes, yes ... oh yesssss ... oooohhhhhh...." She began to swing her flaring buttocks backward to receive her lover's downward plunging penis and then to flick her hips forward to welcome all of Don's wonderful cock into her hungrily receptive pussy. All at once she felt totally free ... liberated from all mental and moral restrictions and she was able to drift with the overwhelming tide of passion which was carrying her along. Oh Lord, this is what heaven is all about, she thought dizzily, lurid chills thrilling her from head to toe. She was enveloped in a swirling miasma of sensual pleasure and it was unlike anything she had ever experienced before. Poor Wanda ... all she can do is sit and watch me being fucked half to death by two men at the same time! For once, I'm the lucky one!
The movements of their three lewdly linked bodies were perfectly synchronized and June felt as if she could go like that forever. It was such a safe secure feeling, she would never be afraid again after this. This indeed was the ultimate, and her sensually tingling flesh was experiencing new heights of tantalizing pleasure. Nerve endings simmered with erotic excitement and she felt as if pure sensuality was emanating from every pore of her body.
"Well, darling, are you happy now? You've got two guys all to yourself...."
Don's words were gasped out as he continued to thrust into her from below, feeling Cameron's long rangy cock brushing against his through the thin dividing membrane deep inside her.
"Yes ... yes ... it's fabulous ... and I'm going to cum from the lovely double-fucking...."
Everything went blank then for the lecherously aroused young wife as she was overcome with feelings of pleasure so intense that she couldn't sustain them. She was only aware of the uncontrollable lurching of her dangerously excited body and the rasping grunts of the two men beneath her and behind her, and then she dropped into a heavy lust-drugged daze.