Desperation controlling her now, she reached behind Martin to grasp his sperm-bloated balls with one hand and stick her middle finger up his puckering anus.
'Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa-hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!' the guttural cry rose deep from Martin's throat as he felt the first spurt of hot thick cum shoot from his aching testicles and begin its seething rush along the length of his jerking cock. An instant later, the lust-heated fluid squirted into Niven's madly sucking mouth, and every muscle and nerve in his orgasming young body exploded as wave after wave of the mind-shattering climax swept over him.
The heated flow of his semen in her mouth was just the thing that triggered the impending orgasm in Niven's own heated loins. His ear-piercing cry blasted at Niven's mind and seemed to echo again and again inside her head.
'Shhhhhhhhiiiiiiitttt… I'm cumming… cuuuuuummmmiinngg!'
'Oooohhhhhhhh! Yes… yes…' Niven chanted, her voice matching Martin's perfectly. 'I'm cumming too… aaaaaaaaggggghhhhh…'
And her hips were grinding tighter and tighter into Kate's face. It was getting hard for the young wife to breathe, and her face was covered with the copious flow of Niven's internal juices. The wanton blonde continued to suck with a mindless passion at Martin's huge jerking penis, trying to swallow every last drop of his acrid-tasting sperm, while at the same time pounding her hips and loins against Kate's trapped mouth, her breasts jiggling and bobbing like buoys at sea, until finally, her cumming was over, and she slipped from Kate's tangled head and sprawled to one side, her lips still locked tightly of Martin's shrinking penis.
Kate could now breathe freely, and her first reaction was to take a deep, shuddering breath.
'Oooooohhhhh… keep licking my cunt… keep licking my cunt…' she begged her husband, opening and closing her thighs around his tightly pressing face. 'I'm nearly there… keeeeep suckinggggggg…'
Her whole body was distorted with lust and passion, her voice hoarse with the emotions of her abandoness.
'Keep licking my cunt!' she screamed, 'I'm going to… to…ccccccccccc-uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu-mmm- mmmmmmmm-iiiiii-nnnnnn-ggggg!!!!!'
Then her body was thrashing and flailing like a belly dancer, completely out of control, her naked cunt pounding up against her laboring husband's face. Her head was tossing from side to side, her eyes open and glazed with passion. Her fingers were clutching at his brown hair, pulling strands out as she wailed again and again, and an orgasmic stream of her cum fluid cascaded against Mark's face.
'Oh…God… it's soooooooo… good…!' she gasped again and again, her body controlled completely by paroxysms of pleasure which jolted her like an electric prod.
Mark pulled his face from between her loosening thighs and looked down at her. She was laying completely still, a broad grin of total satisfaction creasing her lovely face. The young husband cast his eyes about the room and saw that Martin and Niven were also lost in the after-bliss of their orgasms.
Only Siegfried was still aware of reality, and as Mark looked at the great beast, he had to smile.
'Looks like it's just you and me, Fellow,' he said softly. 'And you look like you could use a good cunt same as me.'
While he had been sucking his wife, his own penis had swollen painfully, and he had hoped that Kate would still be somewhat conscious so he could relieve himself the way he had relieved her. Even Niven looked as though she would take quite some time to come around.
The brown haired husband knelt straight up on his knees, his massive penis sticking out from his hairy loins like a giant pink tree. The more he looked at the near-sleeping nakedness of his wife, the more excited he became, but he decided that it would be well worth the wait for her to come around.
When she finally did open her eyes, it was at the same time as Martin and Niven. For a long time, no one could say anything. Then Martin pulled himself to a standing position.
'Well… I hope the two of you can see just how foolish you've been.'
Kate lowered her eyes and smiled. Mark did indeed feel foolish, and he resolved then and there that he would never leave his wife alone when she wanted him. Hell… life was too short not to take all he could. His marriage was more important than his job, and being a little late wouldn't make any difference at all.
Siegfried began to grow more and more impatient. With the scent of two naked women filling the room, it was all he could do to control himself, and he was certain that everyone had forgotten him. He leaped down from the couch where he had been patiently waiting and snuggled up tight against Niven.
'Well… looks like we have someone here who would like another round,' the young blonde girl said with glee.
'He's such an amazing little cunt licker… Did you train him yourself?' Kate asked with admiration.
'Uh huh,' Niven answered. She told the red-haired wife how she had run away from home and was picked up by the police. Since her parents didn't want her back, she had been put in a home for runaways, and one of the women there had a dog. 'So when Martin found me, I had him get me Siegfried.'
'Ooooooohhhhhh… you've really had a bad time of it,' Kate said, feeling sorry. 'I really wish there was something we could do for you.'
'I'll second that,' Mark said. 'Kate and I… we owe you our marriage.'
'I think something could be worked out,' Martin said.
'And you would be the person to come up with something,' Mark said pleasantly. 'You're quite a bright young man.'
Martin beamed. He had known all along what he was going to do at this point. 'Suppose the three of you go into the bedroom and take care of Siegfried. I'm certain Niven will have some pretty interesting ideas in that department.'
'Good idea,' Mark said. 'But what about you?'
'I have to go to the apartment for something, I'll join you a little later,' he answered.
Niven squealed her delight and brought her arms around Kate and Mark. The three of them went into the bedroom, followed by Siegfried. Niven was already suggesting things that the four of them could do.
Martin waited until they were out of sight, and then he gathered his clothes. Slipping into his pants, he slinked through the hall to pack those things he really wanted. All the rest could be left behind. He really didn't need anything that he couldn't buy later, and he still had more than enough money to buy what he had to…
EPILOGUE
The morning sunlight streamed in through the bedroom window of the Hutchs' apartment. Siegfried who had fallen asleep on the bed sandwiched between the naked bodies of Niven and Kate, opened his eyes and looked around. It smelled like early morning to him, but he was eager and ready to get started on another day. He couldn't remember a time when he had had so much fun as the night before. He was totally exhausted from licking and fucking the two women, sometimes sharing them with the man who was still asleep on the other side of the bed. He liked the new people he had spent the night with, and he could sense he would be spending a lot more time with them. His animal mind noticed that a strong bond had been formed between the young blonde girl who was his mistress and the two people who lived in the apartment next to his. And the new man didn't mind at all sharing either of the women with him.
He got to his feet and went over to sniff at the blonde girl, his actions waking her. When Niven stirred, she woke Kate and Mark.
'Uuuuuuummmmm… good morning,' Kate said in a sleepy voice, looking at the clock and noticing that there was a good hour before Mark had to get up and go to work.
'Good morning, love,' the husband said, slipping his arm around his wife's naked waist. 'Shit, I don't think I'll ever recover from last night.'
'Where's Martin?' Niven asked, a slight panic giving an edge to her voice.
'I don't see him,' Kate said, lifting her head and looking around. 'Didn't he come back at all last night?'
'Jesus,' Niven said, pulling herself off the bed and wandering out of the bedroom into the living room. 'I thought he did, but there was so much fucking I couldn't tell which end was up.'
Kate and Mark followed her out of the bedroom, both of them slipping into their bathrobes. Even though they
