do it, take a forbidden plunge and suck another woman’s cunt.
And then her mouth was on it, covering it, her lips feeling it. She let her tongue roam, sliding the wet length of the gash, dipping deep into the slippery hole. Beth ate hungrily at the luscious cunt.
She felt Sue’s hands on her head, lightly at first, then press urgently.
Next, she felt Doc’s hands play along the deep cleft, then slip down between her legs. She shook her head affirmatively as two of Doc’s thick fingers pushed into her cunt.
She sucked harder, swallowing Doc’s cum as well as the oozing, slippery juices of Sue’s excited pussy.
Sue was moaning and lifting with her hips. She held Beth’s face tight against her pussy. “Good, good,” she moaned, “Oh, Jesus, so fucking good!”
Beth knew when she started coming and sucked harder, biting at her protruding clit. Doc had all four fingers in Beth’s cunt, all the way to his knuckles, and Beth was coming, too. The two women moaned and came off hard, Sue hunching against Beth’s face, and Beth squeezing her legs tight against Doc’s hand.
Beth’s hand had found Doc’s cock, and pulled rapidly at the thick gristle. Doc came with a loud grunt, his jizz popped out and ran down over her hand. She kept pumping until the milky sap quit flowing. She lifted her face from Sue’s cunt and brought her hand up to her mouth.
Sue lay with her arm over her face. “Goddamn, I’m exhausted,” she sighed, “but I want more. Go get another guy, Doc. Someone I don’t know. I just feel so damn horny.”
“Get me one, too, Doc,” Beth said.
Doc got to his feet and pulled on his pants. “I hope I can find two guys with a fuck left in them,” Doc said.
Beth and Sue lay silently, until Doc returned with two men. One of the men was young, the other about fifty.
“Sue, this is Jack,” Doc said, introducing the young one. “He’s already screwed my wife, but he said he could get it up again with a lush chick like you. And Beth, this is Greg. He just got here about fifteen minutes ago and is fresh. I figured you need a fresh guy.”
Beth opened her eyes and looked at Greg. He wasn’t bad looking for an old guy. “Hi, Greg. Get your clothes off. I want you,” she said.
“Jesus Christ,” Greg said.
Greg stripped quickly. Jack was naked when he came in and already on top of Sue.
Beth felt Greg’s weight come down on her, felt his cock between her legs and it was incredibly hard. She put her arms around his neck. “Put it in me, Greg. Fuck me.”
She heard Susan moaning softly beside her, felt the steady bouncing, and knew they were already fucking.
She felt Greg’s cock going in and sighed. Her cunt was wet and slick and offered no resistance, yet it felt grand. She liked sucking a cock, even eating another girl’s pussy, but fucking was where it was at, the feel of a stiff prick, any stiff prick, all the way up her cunt was what it was all about. She lifted her rump, urging his cock deeper. When he was in all the way, she settled back, her legs wide open, and let him fuck her. It felt marvelous.
She was vaguely aware that Jack had cum inside Sue and another guy was on top of her. She sighed and hoisted her legs up around Greg’s back. She’d gotten the best one. Sue was already on her second and Greg was fucking strong, showing no signs of coming. She was on the rim of a terrific orgasm, her second since Greg had climbed on, and locked her ankles tight.
“Oh, Greg, you darling, I’m coming so hard,” she gasped.
It was too much for Greg, and he came with her, spouting a huge glob of sap into her already soppy cunt. He pumped hard for another minute, draining his nuts completely, and then lay heavily, breathing hard.
They got up and sat together in a large chair watching Sue get fucked. Sue lay limp and weak as the fifth guy emptied himself into her cunt. By this time, Greg was up again and Beth was straddling him, humping furiously. Beth let Greg take her home, and sipped from a pink bottle of whiskey and smoked grass all the way. She was sky high when the car stopped in front of her house. She let him kiss her several times, then clutched his cock through his pants.
“I wish my husband wasn’t in there waiting for me. I’d like to spend all night with you.” She squeezed Greg’s prick. “Could you get it up again if I sucked it?”
Greg grinned. “Why don’t you try.”
She unzipped him and took out his prick. It was soft and wrinkly, the foreskin completely covering the head. He pushed the steering wheel up out of the way and leaned back. She leaned over his lap, and moistening her lips with her tongue, slowly peeled back the foreskin with her teeth, then wrapped her wet lips around the head, sucking, savoring. It tasted of cunt, and of cum, and of man, delicious man.
Beth held only the glans in her mouth, sucking, and felt the knob swell fat and hard. She slipped her hand into his fly, gently holding his balls, then pushing a finger into the crack of his ass. He lifted up and groaned as her finger pushed up into his asshole.
“Oh, fuck, Beth, you’re wonderful,” he moaned. “Suck it, honey, make me cum.” He stroked her silky hair, ran his fingers down her neck. “God, Goddamn, that feels good!”
She had her finger all the way in his asshole, moving it slowly, tickling him to orgasm. She felt the tension in his prick and nodded her head for him to let it go. He had an amazingly thick gob for his third time, the stuff swarming over her tongue. She swallowed, a hot glow following his sap all the way to her stomach. When she raised her head, he was gasping. She kept her finger in his ass, pressing hard. More goo oozed from his still erect prick. She wiped it clean with her tongue.
“Goddamn, Beth, that was the best head I ever had,” he gasped, “I don’t think I ever came as hard, anytime.”
Beth kept her finger deep in his ass, her other hand wrapped around his prick. “I wish we had done this the first time so you’d have had more good stuff for me. ’Course I really needed a fuck then, too.”
“Jesus, honey, can I see you again?”
“Anytime you want,” Beth answered, “Jus’ call me at ole Doc’s whorehouse and I’ll come a runnin’.”
When she was sure she couldn’t pull any more jizz out of his cock, she removed her finger from his asshole. They sat kissing for several more minutes before she finally got out of the car and went into the house.
Andy stood in the hall in his bathrobe. He was livid with anger.
“Where the hell have you been?” he shouted.
“Cocktail party. You know that, Andy.”
“Do you know what time it is?”
Beth looked at the watch on her arm, squinting. “Can’t see m’ damn watch,” she mumbled.
“You said you’d be home before twelve. It’s after two.”
“Party ran overtime,” Beth giggled.
“You’re drunk,” he screamed.
“Yeh,” Beth said, giggling again.
“And who the hell brought you home? It wasn’t Doc, he drives a Cad.”
Beth thought for a second or two. “Hmmm,” she said. “It was Molly. Yeh, it was Molly. She got a new car, a Meshadeez.” She slurred badly and congratulated herself on coming up with such a good lie so quick.
“It looked like a man from the window.”
“If Molly looks like a man to you, you need glasses, buster.”
“What were you doing so long? And don’t call me ‘buster’.”
“We was talkin’, buster.”
Andy glowered, then grabbed at her, missed and caught her skirt. It was a short skirt and revealed her nudity. “You didn’t wear any pants,” he screamed. “Or you left them at the party.”
“Didn’ wear any. Made me feel sexy.” She giggled, held her hand over her mouth.
“You filthy little slut,” he screamed, and shoved her.
She went over backwards to the floor, her skirt flying up over her hips. She lay naked from the hips down and looked up at him. His robe had pulled open and he was naked under the robe. His cock was hard.
“Andy, honey… want you. Take me. Fuck me,” she cried, stretching out her hand to him.
With a sob, Andy came down on top of her. Her knees came up and his cock went in. “Oh, Jesus, baby… I love you,” he sobbed.
