curling to lick up and down and around the short length of her tiny, fully hardened clitoris. Her body spasmed jerkily with the moist contact, eliciting a moan of ecstasy mixed with a heart-rending cry of defeat, for until the very last moment she had been determined to resist him.
Cheryl's head flailed helplessly as flashing sensations of desire seared her naked belly. Now, there was no hope for her. She was going to be fucked just as surely as night follows day! As her head rolled to the side, she saw Nancy Barber's long slim legs scissoring out on either side of Frank's cock-driving hips, and she had the impression that the woman, lying on her back, taking all of her husband's pounding cock up inside her cunt was just about ready to explode into orgasm. It was then that her fantasy-bubble burst. God! Frank's bringing her… bringing Nancy to climax! And it couldn't possibly be Frank, too, whose tantalizing tongue was down there slipping in and out of her own seeping vaginal opening… making her want to let him do anything he wanted. It was Jim! Jim Harding was the one who was doing it to her! And he's the one who's going to… fuck me! Again, she found it easy to think it. Yes, damn it! I'm going to get fucked! There's no way I can stop it, now! Perversely, then, she wanted Frank to be watching when she did… wanted to see what effect it would have on him… how it would make him feel.
And Frank Paynter, slamming his expanding cock to the utmost depths of Nancy Barber's clasping cuntal sheath was exhilarated. For the first time there was no fear in him that he would cum too soon. Christ! I feel like my hard-on could last forever! Then, he modified his thought: At least, I feel like I could keep right on fucking, until I've laid at least one other woman! He knew exactly who she would be, too: his own wife Cheryl! The sound of her voice protesting something someone was doing to her had prompted him to look back over his shoulder. In that glance, swift as it was, he saw that his wife was on the couch, her legs draped up over their host's shoulders while his voracious mouth licked and sucked at her writhing pussy. Her lovely, pixie-like face was contorted with a passion he had never seen in her before. Damn! She's really turned on! That's why he was determined to last long enough. I'll finish up with Nancy in a minute or two, then, damn it, Cheryl's going to get some real fucking!
Like a man gone berserk, he pounded deep into Nancy's quivering white belly, exulting as she thrust back at him with vigorous, countering thrusts of her own. She was moaning incessantly beneath him, urging him on, 'Fuck me hard! Shove your cock into me… deep and hard! Fill my cunt with it, Frank, darling! Make me know I've been fucked by a real man! Fuck! Fuck! FUCK! Fuck meeeeeeeeeeee!'
Then she was convulsing beneath his battering cock, her legs scissoring lewdly out around his flexing hips, her passion-contorted lips screaming her complete satisfaction. 'Oooooooooohhhhh! Oh! I'm cumming! Now! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuuggggghhhh!' He saw her head rolling from side to side uncontrollably, her auburn hair trailing in lustrous strands around her face and her green eyes glazed with the intensity of her rapture.
He stopped then, holding himself above her, while he held his rock-hard cock deep up inside her, burying it in her to feel the clasping interior muscles milk involuntarily at his massive cock-shaft. God! It was a good feeling to know that he could hold back… that the old bugaboo of cumming too soon was behind him!
Nancy's eyes were looking up at him from her sensitive, artistic face. They held a mixture of gratitude and awe, as she choked out, 'OOoohh, Frank, darling… that was just out of this world! It gets better… with you… every time!'
He couldn't suppress his grin of elation, but he didn't know what to say, so he just murmured, 'Great!'
Knowing that he shouldn't leave her too soon, he rolled to his side, clasping her tight to him to keep her in position… keep his expanding, lurching cock buried deep up in her ecstatic belly for a little while longer. From his new position, he could look across the room to the couch where his wife Cheryl was being licked to cunt-searing arousal by Jim Harding.
His tall muscular host was standing now, and was in the act of stripping off his shorts, revealing the long hard lance of his cock standing out rampantly from the hairiness of his loins, his eyes boring steadily down at Frank's wife as he said, 'You're all ready to fuck, now… so why don't you let me hear what you want?'
Cheryl only moaned something unintelligible and Jim went to the couch and scooped her petite, elfin body up in his strong arms. Carrying her a few steps closer to the fireplace, he put her down on her back; as he did, her softly sculpted thighs spread invitingly wide and her pelvis undulated up suggestively toward him as he lowered himself over her, wedging his slim hips down between her widespread legs. 'Well?' he urged, leering down into her passion contorted face.
'Oh, God, Jim… just go ahead and do it… t-to me!'
Again he coaxed. 'Do what, darling?'
His chunky cock-head went down into her cuntal-slit, the huge blood-filled smoothness of it in electric contact with her throbbing clitoris. Slowly, his hips flexed and he rubbed it teasingly against the throbbing little bud.
Frank's wife was so far gone, so thoroughly aroused and desperate that she was ready for almost anything, but somehow the humiliation of asking to be fucked was something at which she balked. Soft mewling moans issued from her throat, and a desperate hand slid down between them in an attempt to grasp and guide his hotly pulsating male-flesh to the yearning portal of her cunt.
Catching her hand, Harding forced it back even with her shoulders; for good measure he gripped her other hand the same way. 'Do you want me to fuck you…?' he asked her harshly then.
'Y-Yes! Oh, God, yes! Don't torture me by making me wait!' Cheryl moaned.
'Then say it!' he insisted.
'All right!' she flung back, throwing everything away for her great need. 'Fuck me, damn it! Shove your cock into my c-cunt… and fuck me! Hard! I want you to fuck me! Right now!'
She surprised Jim, but one listener was even more taken aback. Frank had never heard his wife say those words. It was almost as though she were saying them to him, instead of to their host. Deep inside Nancy's now subsiding cuntal sheath, his cock lurched with desire. Goddamn it! I've got to fuck her! Now! He eased his throbbing cock out of Gene Barber's wife's cunt, and she stirred languorously, asking, 'What's wrong, Frank? Don't leave me… now…!'
'I've got to!' he explained. 'I'm going to fuck my wife!'
'Then… you didn't cum inside me…?'
'No! Couldn't you tell?'
'Oh, I was too involved!' Nancy told him. Then, watching Jim Harding there on the floor with Cheryl, she said, 'It looks like she's already spoken for!'
Flaring out angrily, he grated. 'She's my wife! I'll fuck her if I want to!'
'You may have to share her with Jim, darling!' Nancy suggested gently.
'We'll see!' he barked and crawled the short distance across the floor. 'Cheryl!'
His wife looked up at him through vision-dimmed eyes. 'Frank!' she gasped. 'You're here!'
'You're damned right, I'm here… and I'm going to fuck the ass off you!'
Confused, she looked from her husband to Jim Harding, who had just driven the enormous shaft of his cock deep into her vagina, where it lay buried like a great log, expanding lurchingly against the tight sheath of her forever stretched cunt. It felt so deliciously filling after she had adjusted to its huge presence. Now, with an anticipation, she had never felt before, she was waiting for him to begin his virile thrusting in and out of her… the real beginning of the coupling for her. Below, her hips rotated demandingly, saying as clearly as her words of but a moment before, 'Let's fuck! Now!'
'Oh, Frank! I–I hoped you would!'
His voice remarkably controlled, Jim said, amiably, 'No chance, right now, Frank! She's mine… but I'll let you do whatever else you want to!'
'But, she's my wife!'
'True… but this's a swinging party… and she's one I haven't balled yet!'
Cheryl tried to follow their conversation. The only solution she could think of was to take them both.
'Jim! Frank!' she cried. 'I–I want both of you… t-to fuck me!' She didn't really know how it could be done, but that's what she wanted.
'Okay, Cheryl, baby… if that's what you really want.' Harding grunted, wrapping his arms around her and turning agilely to his back, bringing her easily into position above him, her petite body no heavier for him than a couple of sacks of flour. 'Your husband can fuck you in the ass!'
At that moment, Charlotte voiced her coming climax, and Cheryl's head swiveled toward her, to see Jim Harding's black-haired wife gored from behind by Gene's battering cock in her rectum.
'Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuggggh!' Charlotte screamed. 'Fuck it! Hard!'
The pudgy lawyer drove deep up into the soft sponginess of her rectum for his final effort, for he, too was
