“Did you really?”
“Really,” she assured him.
He reached down and pulled her easily to her feet. “Now let’s see what you’ve got on under this,” he said.
The particular uniform that Carla had chosen was one that zipped down the front. Len pulled the zipper down and pushed the white nylon off her shoulders. The uniform fell to the floor.
Carla put her hands on his big shoulders to balance herself and stepped out of the puddle of nylon at her feet.
“Wow,” he said softly. She smiled and turned around.
Nervously, he unhooked her bra, sliding the straps apart, and she let them slide down her arms.
She turned back to him and he grabbed her full tits in both hands, massaging them and kissing the perky nipples.
“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to do this,” he said.
“About as long as I’ve wanted you to,” she said. “Hurry, take off my panties.”
He slipped his thick fingers under the delicate lace waistband of her white panties and pushed them down in one quick motion. Her beautiful blonde bush took his breath away. He stared at her hips and wet his lips.
Carla laughed, “I want that big cock of yours right there, and I want it now.”
“And oh, are you going to get it!” he said.
Five minutes later he was pounding the hell out of her cunt, his thick cock spreading her smooth, wet cunt lips wide with each animal thrust. It had never been quite like that for either of them and by the time they reached a climax they were screaming into each other’s ears and not hearing a thing.
When they finally pulled their soaking crotches apart they were hoarse. They lay snuggled against each other, reliving the experiences in their minds.
If only Rita would suck me, he thought. I suppose Jim is pretty used to it, being married to Carla and her talented mouth. I just hope he’s not disappointed with my wife or he may not want to do any more swapping.
But Jim Campbell was far from disappointed with Len Russell’s wife. Rita was the best fuck he’d ever had, and that included Carla. At that very moment he was lying on the bed next to Rita Russell and she was playing with his cock.
“If we can get this thing up again,” Rita said, “I’ve got a little surprise for it.”
“Kiss it,” Jim said. “That always works.”
“I’d rather not,” she said. “I hope you don’t mind, but I just can’t bring myself to do that.”
Jim knew, but he and his niece had talked over an idea and now was the time to get started.
“I don’t think I’ll get hard again if you don’t,” he said.
“We’ll see,” she said. “Len says I’m very good with my hands.”
“I bet,” he said, “but it’s been tried and it usually doesn’t work. I’ll tell you what, though, you’ll go along with me I think we can get another erection out of it—maybe two.”
“What do you have in mind?” she asked warily.
“Come with me.”
He got up off the bed and taking her by the hand, led the way to the bathroom.
“Okay, you’ve got a little mental problem about sucking dick, and I’m not going to force you into anything,” he said. “Just go along with me until you feel you honestly can’t go any further. But I want your promise that you’ll really try, not just give up.”
“I’ll promise,” she said, “but don’t expect miracles.”
“First off, I want you to wash my cock,” he said. “Get it just as clean and fresh as you can.”
“And by doing it myself I’ll be sure it’s sanitary,” she said.
Rita lathered a wash cloth and, over the sink, carefully washed and rinsed Jim’s soft meat. And she did a hell of a job.
That done, he opened the medicine cabinet and said, “Pick your favorite perfume.”
“I really don’t mind the scent,” she said.
“But I’m after something you really like,” he said.
“That’s down here,” she said, opening a drawer in the dressing table and pulling out a tiny bottle. “I suppose this goes on your cock?”
“A bit sensitive there,” he said. “How about a drop in the bush and one under my balls?”
“Just right,” she said, depositing a drop in each place.
“Now it’s back in the bedroom.”
He led the way and they stretched out next to each other on the big bed.
“Ready?” he asked.
“Just what do you want me to do?”
“I’m only partly hard, so why don’t you start at my chest and work your way down. I’m sure the anticipation will do the rest.”
Rita started with his chest, finding it not as big as her husbands and not quite as hairy. She worked her way down, kissing and tonguing him until she arrived at his thick thatch of pubic hair. She looked at his cock. The long stalk was standing straight up from her belly.
“Try,” he said. “I won’t force you. I promise not to move a muscle.”
She took the cock in her hands and pulled it down toward her lips. She kissed it once.
“Very good,” he said.
She tried again, this time slipping her tongue out and running it over the small area of the long cock.
Really, she thought, I could get to like this.
“Think you could take it in your mouth,” he asked, “just for a second.”
She nodded. Opening wide she lowered her head over the end of his cock. But just as she was about to clamp down she felt it jerk in her hand and drew back.
“Don’t worry,” he said, “It’s just excited.”
“I was afraid you were going to come.”
“I’ll give you plenty of notice,” he promised.
She tried again, and this time made it. Her lips closed on him and the head was in her mouth. She didn’t move.
“Go ahead and lick it,” he urged.
Rita hesitantly applied her tongue to the cap in her mouth. It tasted surprisingly good.
“Try some more,” he said.
She inched her way down, getting almost half of the long dick in her mouth before stopping. In a moment her tongue resumed licking him.
“Ah, very nice,” he complimented. “Your mouth is very soft and warm.”
She licked some more, unsure what to do next. Jim figured out her problem and suggested she move her head up and down.
“Just let it slip in and out of your mouth. Keep your teeth out of the way, and keep your lips wet and tight.”
She nodded and started sucking him.
It was her first cock ever, but she was doing such a good job that her sucking—combined with the knowledge that he was getting a virgin mouth—made him too excited too fast.
“Better stop,” he said tensely. She quickly sat up.
“You didn’t have to take it out,” he said.
“I thought you were going to come,” she said for the second time.
“I’ll let you know. It was just getting a little too hot down there and I needed a second to cool off.” She nodded and looked at his cock. It was now swollen and slick. A bit proud that she had made it that way, she resumed sucking on him. More and more she was forced to admit that she liked it. She liked having his manhood in her mouth, even though she couldn’t get it all in. She liked licking and sucking on the warm meat log. Jim no longer had to lead her. Enthusiastically she chomped on him, running her tongue over the hot flesh, caving in her cheeks as she sucked.
“Now you’re going,” Jim cheered. He reached over, running a hand along the white stockings to Rita’s slit.
