salacious sight of herself making love to another woman. Best to remain silent and still, she reasoned. Surprisingly, Valerie seemed neither embarrassed or ashamed. In fact, she seemed happy that Carl had suddenly stumbled upon them.
'Yes, it adds to the interest,' Carl responded, no trying to hide the surprised amusement in his voice, 'I-I hope I haven't interrupted anything!'
'Oh no, we just got started, Dr. Dexter!'
Ann looked at the stripper with wide eyes. How could she joke at a time like this? My God, Carl must be seething inside that calm demeanor.
'If you'd like to join the party, Dr., I'm sure Ann wouldn't mind. Would you Ann?'
She opened her mouth, but no words came out. My God, was this really happening to her? How could anyone be as brazen as this Valerie Barren? As if it hadn't been enough that she'd successfully seduced Ann, now she was asking Ann's husband to join in!
'Well?' Valerie's eyes teased, staring at the growing bulge in the doctor's suit pants. 'Aren't you going to join us; are you liberated enough?' she giggled.
'Damn right I am!' And with that Carl began to tear off his sports jacket, then he loosened his tie and threw it onto the ground. His tie was quickly followed by his shirt, shoes, socks, trousers and undershorts, in that order until his clothes were lying in a crumpled heap upon the grass beside the two naked women.
'W-what's going on?' Ann finally managed to stammer, her voice high and thin and weak. She'd never seen Carl so anxious to get laid in his life! Carl? Was this her paunchy, snoring Carl… fifteen-second Carl, as she thought of him on those frustrated mornings. 'What's… are you really?'
'We're just going to have a little party, that's all,' Valerie said soothingly. 'The more the merrier, as they say,' she giggled, raising her shoulders.
Carl laughed with an almost evil leering quality, his eyes now focusing on the voluptuously curved body of his research subject that he had waited so damned long to get at.
'Ann? Do you mind?' Both sets of lust hungry eyes settled on Ann in that crucial moment in her marriage. Never had she ever dreamed this would happen to her – that her husband would want to make love to another woman right in front of her!
'Go… go ahead, don't let me stop you…' She didn't want to admit it, but she felt crushed and humiliated, a fleeting emotion that did not escape their eyes.
'Remember what I told you…' began Valerie, resting her small hand on Ann's arm. 'You know, about being a highly sexed woman and all. Now this is your chance to prove it!'
'That's right, Ann, just like you and Dr. Everett in the coffee room the other day. I know you still love me, but you just couldn't help flirting, could you?'
'No… no… that's true.' Jesus, did he have eyes in the back of his head? How could he have known?
'Now let's get on with it, Miss Barren!' He was on the ground beside the two women, about to begin with the preliminaries when suddenly Valerie pushed gently against his chest and whispered in his ear. 'Your wife wants you, Dr. Dexter. I can tell she does. Make your wife happy before you please anybody else.'
He stopped, considered, stroked his chin and smiled at Ann. 'I want you, Ann. I want you first before anything else. I'm going to fuck you so you can't walk for a week!'
Ann's mouth dropped at those words, his voice seemed to crash into Ann's disbelieving ears. She looked up to see him standing there above her, his muscles seemingly tensed against his skin. The old boy had never looked so good to her! Then her eyes fell on his cock! My God, she'd never seen it so big before in her whole life! Unlike his flaccid genitals that she'd accustomed herself to over the past years of marriage, this time his balls were heavy and pendulous, already bloating with sperm at its husky base between his thighs. She saw too, his licentious grin as he began to obscenely fingerstroke the massive instrument, drawing the foreskin back over the blunt, bulbous head, thrusting his narrow hips and pelvis rhythmically around in front of her wide-open eyes in imitation of the rhythms and motions that were to come. 'Ready, Ann? Are you ready for your husband to fuck his big, beautiful cock up inside you hot little cunt?'
Ann watched in almost numbed disbelief as he lay down on the cool soft grass beside her, his long thick lust bloated cock slanting upwards toward the clear blue sky. God, this was going to be wonderful! Maybe a new start to their flaccid marriage. She knew, then that she wanted to crawl up on top of him and let him fuck her from below!
Dante whimpered painfully beside her and the young blonde saw her dark haired lover lean over to comfort him. 'Go on,' she said to Ann, 'Go on and climb up on top of your husband! He's waiting for you! Please him like you pleased me… and you know you want to! Be free!'
God, Ann was ready all right. There was no use denying how much she had screamed mentally for a cock while Dante was fucking her… no use to deny the cock craving gnawing in her cunt! Ann's wetly fierce licking of Valerie's cunt had only stimulated her into wanting desperately the real thing fucking up inside her!
Her rich, full breasts quivered as she breathed deeply and she saw Carl grinning up at her with something tremendously magnetic in his eyes that seemed to draw her almost against her will. Making love in front of another person was a new experience for her, and at first her reluctance had almost won the battle, but now that had dissolved into a whirlpool of frenzied lust as she climbed wantonly up over him, straddling him and resting on her knees with the thin vertical mouth of her blonde rimmed cunt poised directly over his soaring hard pole of masculine flesh.
'Come on, my lovely. Put it right in its place,' he grinned up at her, his face flushed with the heat of his own rampant desire.
Almost as if she were in a trance, Ann grasped Carl's long hardness and drew it smoothly up through her delicate cuntal curls to place it hesitantly at the lips of her seething hot cunt. And then, with an unexpected piercing stab of his blunt headed thickness, Carl expanded the elastically tight mouth of her moistly lubricated pussy with a furious upward fuck that nearly whipped the breath right out of her lungs! He fucked his powerful hips forward, at the same time reaching out to grasp hold of his wife forcing her downward onto his spearing rod with a loud howl of impassioned delight. A sudden pain rippled through her groin but somehow she couldn't scream… didn't want to! How long had she waited for this? She was too busy gasping for breath to utter one syllable.
Carl could feel his own breath coming faster and faster as he held her rigidly locked to his lust hardened cock and then began to bounce her up and down over his hard, deeply impaling cock, feeling it go each time ever deeper until it pounded into her cringing cunt.
'Not bad for an old man, eh, baby?' he asked, watching the hardened pink nipples on her quivering breasts which only incited his lust to even greater heights!
'Oh, baby! You're so big, oh Carl! It feels heavenly!' she cried, suddenly forgetting about the audience.
'And it'll get harder yet! Don't you worry, Old Doc Dexter wouldn't let his wife down!' He panted proudly as he felt her clenching her cuntal muscles bravely around his thickly turgid cock. She was joining his undulating movements now, fucking up and down on his rigidly swollen cock, loving every minute of her rapidly growing abandoned excitement and she thought she could feel every ridge of the hot hard cock as it fucked and fucked up into her hungrily engulfing cunt walls.
The heated secretions of her rampant desire were spilling like an overflowing dam from the inner walls of her cunt as it warmly sheathed his lunging hardness up inside of her and she could see by the flushed excitement of his face that his pleasure was no less ecstatically exquisite that her own. And Ann's moans of abandoned excitement grew even more intense as she felt his hands reach up greedily to clutch at her marble hardened nipples, squeezing them and her jiggling breasts between his strong young fingers as she ground her softly voluptuous buttocks up and down over his cock with a frantic, wildly growing passion.
Dante watched, bewildered and feeling neglected by his new lover. He could smell the distinctive odor of her female arousal and knew that to be his cue to play that very special game. And he could feel the fire of his own passion burning in his balls as he watched her beautiful naked buttocks thrust up there in the air like that… as he saw the human man's thickly inviting cuntal folds up between her thighs… the tautly puckered mouth of her anus nakedly exposed between her wide-spread ass cheeks.
Had Ann been watching Valerie's virile young dog, she would have seen him panting almost breathlessly and she would have seen, too, his long scarlet cock slipping inch by inch from its furry sheath, as his eyes focused on his nakedly pumping new found lover. But Ann wasn't watching. In fact, her eyes were closed tight as she worked frantically up and down on her husband's rod of hot, hard male flesh, although in the back of her mind she began
