all Wen needed. He'd been on a fishing expedition, so to speak, and he'd hooked a good one.
'Golly,' she exclaimed when she saw me, 'you're beautiful! Wendell sure knew what he was doing when he married you.’
'Well, maybe she's okay, I thought at the time. At least she's courteous and friendly. And so what if she does call my husband by his first name? Hell, they work together every day, don't they? And the atmosphere there at the office is generally very informal. Like Wen, I hate business places that are formal and stiff.
'Then Wendell dropped the facade, or maybe I just imagined it was a facade. He said to me: 'Peggy's very beautiful, too, don't you think, sweetheart? Look at those tits and that ass. I can hardly wait to get her clothes off so we can see her in the raw. She's a real swinger, sweetie, and she digs three-way parties the same as you and I.’
'How nice. How very nice,’ I said, trying to hide my true inner feelings for Wen's sake. After all, he'd been a good sport when I wanted sex with two guys, so I owed it to him to be a good sport when he wants an orgy with two gals. I guess I must've done a pretty good job of hiding my feelings because she only increased her friendliness by giving me a hug and a kiss on the cheek. It wasn't exactly a platonic hug and kiss, either. That gal was anticipating. By her flushed cheeks, I could tell that she was already hot from thinking of eating cock and pussy and being eaten all over by us two.
'This time there weren't many amenities -just the wine. Then, in a flash, Wen was showing Peggy my bare tits and begging for a comparison between mine and hers which he soon got. And she had a couple of beauties, I will have to concede that. And a hot second later when we all three had our clothes completely off, I could see that there wasn't any fakery about that ass of hers, either. It was the sexiest female ass I'd ever seen, full and smooth with cute little dimples in just the right places. Also, she had a pussy to match, very meaty with a sparse amount of corn-silky hair like a twelve-year-old. And the hairs close to the crack, I could see, were glistening wet.
Yeah, Peggy was hot all right hotter than a bitch dog in heat. And the sight of her voluptuous sexiness was getting me hot. And getting Wendell hot so hot, in fact, that he had me down flat on my back on the polar bear rug as quick as you can say, Fuck me, daddy, eight to the bar. I don't think I had ever seen his prick so big and hard as he hovered over me, inviting Peggy to dine on me between my wide-open legs, his huge balls dangling right above my face.
'But the cock and balls above my face was really just a tease, to break down all my inhibitions. He let me reach up and fondle them for a few seconds; even bent down and let me feel them brushing across my eyes and mouth; but then instead of letting me take them deep into my cock-hungry mouth, he scooted down behind Peggy who by now was on her hands and knees, preparing to eat away at my cunt. The next thing I knew, Peggy's educated tongue was licking and sucking all up and down the inside of my juicy slit, and I could hear other slurping sounds that could only come from Wen eating away at Peggy's buxom cunt from behind.
'Oh, honey, you're so delicious and so fragrant!' Peg gasped as she increased the tempo of her lustful licking and sucking. 'Your pussy is like… like roses… sweet, sweet roses.’
'You fuckin' well right it was like roses thanks to that douche I'd given myself for Gerald. Gerald: why wasn't he here instead of Peggy? I thought fleetingly. But then Peg really wasn't half bad not bad at all. Ooooooooo… how that girl could eat pussy! Actually better than Gerald. Better than Wendell, even. Better than anybody in the whole cotton-pickin' world. 'Oh, suck me, Peggy!' I begged her. 'Suck, suck, suck! Put your tongue in… deep… deep!’
'I couldn't help myself, encouraging her on like that. She was so good, so expert she had to know how much I loved and appreciated it.
'Then I came… exploded! I could see roman candles and pinwheels rocketing behind my eyes, and lightning, thunder, avalanches, earthquakes… then a downpour of champagne drowning me in sweet, effervescent bubbles of euphoria.
'I could just see a glimmer, ever so faintly, of my husband lying down on his back, and Peggy moving around to him, taking his giant cock eagerly in her hands, sucking it hungrily into her mouth. I felt my passion returning. Impulsively I gathered up my tits, one in either hand, and started to milk them, squeezing hard and pulling up toward my hard, erected nipples, trying my damndest to bring up a rush of milk, but in vain.
'Then I glanced down at the other two again and looked straight into Peggy's great, bulging, beautiful cunt. For she was on her hands and knees, facing away from me as she sucked furiously on Wen's dick. The sight of that luscious-looking female love nest did strange things to me for the first time in my life. I know that I have no lesbian inclinations in me… but, geez! I really got turned on, pulled toward it. Like a magnet.
'Maybe I just felt a sudden, very strong compulsion to reciprocate for what she'd done for me, I don't know. After all, she'd made me come, gloriously, and now she was making my husband come too. It was extremely unselfish of her. Someone had to do the same for her to make everything equal and fair. And I was handiest. Besides, I wanted to… needed to.
'In the next instant, I was there behind that big, beautiful, dimpled ass of Peggy's, spreading her legs farther apart, shoving my face in between the delicate, pink, dripping folds of cunt lips. Desperately, with every ounce of the tremendous passion I was feeling, I licked up and down, concentrating on her hard, erected, throbbing clitoris, lapping up all of her sweet, sweet juices that were pouring out in greater and greater amounts with every one of my hot, sweeping licks. Shit oh dear… how that girl loved what I was doing! I could feel her big ass quaver and push back hard, HARD, against my face, pleading for more and more and more.
'And I gave her more, not just because she wanted it but because I wanted it. Wanted it hell… I absolutely had to have it, or I'd die. I was that passionate. So passionate that I gave up my licking and sucking and jammed my tongue, every inch of it far into her hot, welcoming cunthole.
'Furiously, with all of the strength I could muster, I pumped my tongue in and out, thrusting it in so far I thought my tongue would tear lose at the roots, I wanted to reach bottom. Wanted to convert my tongue into a huge, long man-cock. Wanted to give her the double thrill of being tongue-fucked and cock-sucked at the same time. Wanted to give her such a great, explosive orgasm that her come juices would shoot out in a tremendous hot flood, drowning me.
'Then I got my wish. She exploded. She started trembling and bucking her ass with mounting excitement until I could hardly keep my tongue in then she blasted away in my face with more heat and jizz than I ever thought one woman could possibly generate. Her delicious fluid did, for a fact, come out in a flood, swamping my face. And what I couldn't drink up I just let spill over me.
'Damn! maybe I really do have some latent lesbian tendencies, after all; though I'm inclined to believe that it was something else: the heat of the occasion, perhaps, or my determination to be as good at three-way sex as Peggy, or both.
'Peggy's great surge of heat made her suck Wendell's cock with all the more gusto, naturally and soon he was coming, too, writhing all over the bear rug in ecstasy, shooting a tremendous stream of his cream down her throat as she gulped it down, every drop of it. Then we all fell prostrate, utterly, completely spent.
'Yes, I thoroughly enjoyed that party with Peg. But listen, hey… I couldn't take any more. Not with her or any other broad. I knew that Wendell would want more three-ways with a female for the third person, even if I didn't because I couldn't bear the thought of him being fawned over by other females. So I left him. Left him for permanent. A couple of months later I had my divorce and you know the rest of the story.
'Now I got myself a new husband, a real drag who makes me miserable with his square ways. But I can't afford to cut him loose. You know that. I'm getting too damn old. A gal my age, with no professional talents, has got to look out for her security.
'That's life, I guess. I've learned the hard way that you can't have your cake and eat it too.
