openmouthed urgency he mashed his lips to hers. The tip of his tongue wriggled wormlike between her resisting lips and began insistently nudging her teeth.

'Noom!' Sue protested, speaking as clearly as she could with her teeth clenched tightly together. She pushed at his shoulders, attempting to break the kiss, but he had the back of her head cupped in his hand and wouldn't let go.

'Open up, slut,' Hub said. 'Let the nice man French you.'

Her senses reeling with shame, she opened her mouth slowly and most unwillingly, as she screamed silently, Why, damn you, Hub, why oh why are you degrading me this way! And then her reluctant oral cavity was suddenly filled with the slippery, suggestively thrusting tongue of the man old enough to be her father and then some. It caused her to feel sick at her stomach. For a moment there, Sue thought she was actually going to throw up. And she hoped she did, right in his mouth. It would serve him right.

But she didn't, and as the kiss went on and on and on, she gradually accepted the situation and began licking back tentatively at his tantalizing tongue. He must've kissed her for five minutes or longer before she heaved a pitiful little whimper of surrender and, throwing her arm around him, sucked down hungrily on his now appealing taste organ.

'There now, that wasn't so bad after all, was it?' Barker asked, when he finally came up for air.

Numbly, she shook her head, saying in a tiny dull-toned voice that was barely audible, 'No, not so bad.'

Hub laughed. 'Bad, hell. Looked to me like you was starting to enjoy it.' He drew her away from his friend and kissed her again himself.

Time stood still for Sue, because it just didn't seem real, what was happening to her. It had to be a nightmare. Surely it was impossible for her to enjoy being passed back and forth between two older men who were both giving her passionate French kisses. But there was no denying the fact that she did enjoy it. It was simply awful of her but she couldn't seem to help it. She'd had too much to drink, Sue reasoned, making excuses for herself. The alcohol had lowered her moral defenses.

They were taking advantage of her. Could she help it if she was a normal, healthy girl? And being a normal, healthy girl, could she possibly be expected not to respond to the continual stimulation of so many wet, passionate kisses? Why, they were actually making her dizzy, the way they kept turning her first to one of them and then to the other, each of them hugging her and kissing her in turn, letting her suck their sweet, wonderful tongues.

'I'll bet her snatch is sopping wet by now,' Sue heard Hub saying while she was being embraced by his nice friend. 'Why don't you reach under her skirt and check that out, Jack?'

The old devil didn't have to be coaxed. He rammed his tongue all the farther down her throat. Ignoring her piteous little noises of protest and feeble struggling to protect her virtue, he wedged his hand between her tightly clenched-together thighs and started working it up toward her groin.

'Noom… noom,' Sue pleaded muffledly into his mouth, as she struggled to protect herself. Allowing them both to kiss her was one thing, but she couldn't permit this total stranger, even if he was a buddy of Hub's, to reach under her dress and touch her where only her husband had the right to put his hand.

Sue had no choice in the matter, however, because Hub soon came to the aid of his lecherous pal. With his strength, it required small effort for him to grasp Sue's dimpled knees and spread them apart.

'NOOM!' she wailed, when Barker's hand darted under her skirt and began feeling her up.

'Man, oh, man.' Barker exclaimed.

Sue shut her eyes in mortification and clenched her small hands into fists of helpless rage as the dirty old man pawed her against her wifely will.

'She wet?' Hub asked.

'Juicy as hell. Hot, too.'

'Please,' she whined, gazing imploringly into Hub's eyes. 'Please don't go any further. You mustn't do this terrible thing to me.'

Tenderly Hub clasped her head between his hands. Her cheeks were flushed with desire. Her blond curly hair was in a state of enticingly sensual disarray. Her full pink lips were puffy with passion. Tears of shame hung at the corners of her eyes, but her eyes themselves had that glassy look of lust about them. 'You're a beautiful little hunk of fuckstuff,' Hub whispered, a split second before he drew her mouth to his and kissed her sweetly but with passion.

She melted all over him. Emitting a sigh of submission to this man who had physically abused her and was now apparently going to share her with his friend, she flung her arms around his neck and allowed him to suck in her will as well as her tongue.

Shivering with the licentiousness of such wicked goings on, she clung to Hub and kept up the tongue-entwined kissing as he, too, began feeling her up. Tremulously she spread her nylon-clad legs and allowed the two men to stroke and caress her as they would. And what a thrill it gave her – once she quit resisting – to have two men at once running their hands over her thighs and rubbing up against the narrow strip of sheer, secretion-soaked nylon which was the only thing protecting her private portal from them now.

She could feel them working their fingers in under her panties. First one then another fingertip found the elliptical opening of her slippery slot and they both started probing into her at the same instant.

'Ohh,' she sighed, her lips breaking free of Hub's lips as she gave in to the sensation of melting weakness and let her head loll back against the couch. 'What are you two doing to me? I've never felt this way before. Mmmm… oh, it's so wicked… so ni-nice!'

They each had a finger inside her vagina. She squirmed her bottom voluptuously for them. It felt so different, but very good indeed, as the two men finger-fucked her simultaneously. Sometimes they stroked in unison but most of the time one knobby-knuckled finger was sliding into her as the other one was being pulled out, and getting both the push and the pull sensations at the same time was enough to drive the poor girl out of her mind.

'Like it?' Hub asked.

'Uh-huh!' Sue breathed. 'It's wild. Oh, daddy, kiss me quick because I'm co-coming! Nnnn… oohhhh!'

They took turns kissing her as they double-masturbated her through that orgasm and a couple more that followed in rapid succession. Before they quit, each of the men had two fingers in her, stretching her blond muff to the point where they had her whimpering with the pain of the rough treatment being given her tender pussy. When they finally pulled their fingers out of her and left her alone momentarily, Sue just sat there panting for breath and trembling all over.

'Look at them lips,' Jack Barker said. 'She didn't get lips like that from eating bananas.'

Hub said nothing.

'I said I'll bet she didn't get lips like that from eating bananas.'

'Probably not,' Hub agreed, reaching for his drink. He took a sip.

'What are you hinting at, Jack?'

'You know,' Jack laughed nervously. 'A little suckie-suckie?'

'Maybe. If you play your cards right. How about it, Suzy, you want to go down on old Jack here?'

Sue shook her head no. She wished they couldn't talk about her that way. It made her feel cheap and vulgar.

'Then show him your titties,' Hub laughed.

She didn't know if he was serious or not.

'Go on,' he said.

She didn't want to but supposed it wouldn't really make any difference, since he'd already seen and felt her loins. Leaning forward, she reached behind her back and unbuttoned her blouse. Hub helped her off with it. She unhooked her bra and Jack Barker removed that garment of intimate apparel from her. She sat between them naked to the waist, with her skirt shoved up to her hips, and she couldn't help feeling ashamed.

'God, what a set of knockers,' Barker said with obvious admiration.

Sue's breasts were large and firm without a bit of sag. In fact, they were sort of upswept and came to twin points in her perfect pink nipples the shape of pencil erasers with the edges just slightly rounded off.

'Run your grubby paws over them beauties,' Hub invited.

'Hell right, don't mind if I do,' Barker said, as he reached over and weighed Sue's nearest bust by cupping it from below and lifting up. He let out a squeal of delight and started bouncing her tit up and down.

'Goddamn, Hub, how'd you like to run barefooted through a whole field of 'em just like this 'un?'

Вы читаете Her Sensuous Search
Добавить отзыв
ВСЕ ОТЗЫВЫ О КНИГЕ В ИЗБРАННОЕ

0

Вы можете отметить интересные вам фрагменты текста, которые будут доступны по уникальной ссылке в адресной строке браузера.

Отметить Добавить цитату