Then Rachel rose to her feet and began moving towards Charles. As he began to walk similarly toward the dark-haired beauty, his prick was hammering with a fiery intensity and his balls were aching, aching with the need for release, aching with the need to take part in the obscene orgy.
Now, just a few feet from the couple on the blanket, Rachel stood before him, naked and proud, her pelvic region thrust out to him, the sun shining tantalizingly off the dark brown, thickly soft pubic hair partially hiding her wet pink insatiable cunt. Her smile was age-old, her face sheened with excitement and sweat, and she stared straight into his burning eyes. 'Hello, Charles, darling,' she cooed softly.
'Lisa… my wife…' he groaned mindlessly, his painful confusion returning momentarily.
'Yes, darling… your wife… she's enjoying it, isn't she? She's enjoying Don's big hard cock inside her…'
'Oh God… Oh God…'
'Why don't you and I do the same thing, Charles?' she droned on. 'Why don't we fuck like they're fucking… all of us fucking together, Lisa and Don, you and me… your cock is so hard, Charles. I can see that it is, wouldn't you like to have it inside my ass, honey, fucking me with your big cock while you watch Lisa…'
A low, tortured guttural sound purled from the lust-incited husband's throat and by that sound, Rachel knew that she had won. She stepped forward, pressing her hot, voluptuous nakedness against his body, her hand slipping down to cup and stroke his cloth-encased genitals. He didn't move, his eyes still fastened on his wife, and just stood there as the panting brunette unfastened his belt, pulled his trousers down and his undershorts aside, and began to stroke his naked, bulging cock, her little finger extended downward to tantalize the burgeoning sac of his balls. She pressed her naked firm breasts against his bare arm, rubbing the nipples over the hairy flesh, and began kissing him on the neck and throat with her hot, moist lips as she continued to fondle and caress his prick and testicles.
On the blanket, Lisa Radwin had begun to moan in delighted pleasure and her brain was reeling furiously, while her long silken blonde hair swirled like a soft cloud around her head. The totally abandoned, totally aroused young wife buffeted back harder and harder against the dark-haired actors pistoning shaft, feeling his bloated testicles slap harshly against her throbbing clitoris.
'Oooohhhh, yessss, Don,' she heard her voice screech, 'do it to me… harder, harder, do it, do it, uuummmmmm!'
Charles heard his desire-drugged young wife cry out, the words which she chanted so passionately, so mindlessly, words which now were tremendously exciting to the lust-delirious husband, causing his cock to palpitate with incredible pressure in the tight, hot clasp of Rachel Carpenter's fingers. Charles kissed Rachel now with his eyes wide open, watching his wife before him. Lisa's eyes were closed, her head flailing wildly, and there was such a look of wanton passion on her face that it was incredible. God damn! This is insane.
Below, his throbbing cock lurched crazily in Rachel's hand, and furiously he stabbed his tongue into the older actresses mouth to savor her sweetness. She matched his fury as she sucked back avidly and his hands were brutal now with passion, confusion and anger. For a moment, Rachel released her grip, and Charles knew what he wanted to do… her pussy, gleaming at him in the sun was like a hot molten magnet… He had to eat it, had to lick the moist hot opening to her womanhood. He grabbed one of her full mooned buttocks in either hand and his fingers dug cruelly into the soft pliancy of her flesh, which oozed through his fingers like kneaded bread dough. She moaned softly up into his mouth. At the same time he heard Lisa on the blanket.
'Oh… Oooohh! That… feeels… so… gooood!'
Charles knelt between Rachel's legs and groaned aloud as he dropped his mouth down between the satin smoothness of Don Carpenter's wife's lusciously tapered thighs. Her pussy glistened brilliantly with viscid moisture, and he could see it waiting there, so red in the sunlight, waiting for his tantalizing tongue. He poised there for a moment, and Rachel reached out, put a hand behind his neck and pulled his head down gently, but firmly. 'God… Charles…' she breathed. 'Don't keep me waiting.'
Without hesitation, then, his tongue snaked out to bore deep into the pulsating mouth of her cunt. He heard her sighing moan and felt the erotic shock of it in her body, as she greedily undulated her hips up to his face.
Wave after delightful wave of building sensations shimmered through Lisa Radwin like summer heat lightning, as she lay there naked in her own backyard, while Rachel's husband fucked into her cunt from behind. She was so involved with the ecstatic enjoyment of what was happening to her that she was only casually aware of someone else's presence in the yard. All she wanted was to be fucked and fucked until she exploded like Mount Vesuvius.
Don's mammoth cock was driving her absolutely wild with rapture. 'Fuck… fuck… fuck… fuck,' she cried wildly as his balls were dancing insanely on the sensitive head of her clitoris.
Kneeling between Rachel's thighs, his own tongue plunging in and out of her moistly warm vagina, Charles heard his wife's plea to Carpenter. The obscene sounds made by the man's fucking cock came clearly to him from just a few feet away. God damn! As much as jealousy still tore at his heart, it was still the most incredibly erotic situation he had ever found himself in.
And then he heard Don Carpenter's wife whispering to him: 'God! Charles… lick my clit… keep licking… don't stop!'
Shifting his mouth upward then, he did as she bade him, and she moved her hips in tempo with his darting, licking tongue. 'Oh, that's it! That's it! Ooooohhhhh!'
Lisa hadn't cared that there was someone else in the yard… until the words she had just heard penetrated her consciousness. Charles! Oh God! Was she crazy… Who else could it have been? And Rachel was demanding that Charles lick her clitoris…?
She looked over in the direction of the sound and saw Rachel with her legs spread, her naked husband kneeling between her smoothly tapering thighs… his mouth pressed tight to her loins. It was Charles! Oh Godd! This is awful… this is insane! She moaned aloud pitifully then, a mixture of anguish, shame, jealousy… and sexual arousal, as a flashing light caromed around inside her skull.
And then the truth came to her in a flash… so many things she had read and heard about in the last few years… freedom… sexual freedom… It was alright, it was good… this was what it was all about… and she could enjoy it… she could love it… and God! She hoped she could make Charles understand how wonderful it was to be this liberated.
Then, dimly through his own lust, Don heard Rachel's lewd obscene urgings and his eyes opened, blinking and he turned his head to see who she could be talking to. Then, his face going pale with shock and surprise, the middle-age actor poised with his cock held on the outstroke, only the throbbingly swollen purplish head sunk between the widened sweating thighs of young Lisa Radwin. Son of a hitch, he thought. It's her husband… and… holy shit… he's turned on by what we're doing and he's eating my wife like she was an ice cream sundae… What a kick… what a wild fucking kick…
The knowledge of the presence of Lisa's husband and of his joining in their orgiastic pursuits sent new waves of burgeoning passion through the dark-haired actor now that his first fears of reprisals had been banished. Ale thrust his powerful cock brutally forward, far up into the blonde's cuntal channel, harder and faster, deeper and deeper, abandonedly reveling in the slap of his loins against the trembling white moons of Lisa Radwin.
Rachel was panting wildly now, and she began to whine crazily: 'Charles… Oh God… Charles… Enough… I've got to… have your… cock… in my cunt… fucking me…'
But once again his mind was playing havoc with his passions and suddenly the sound of her words drove him bark to the unacceptable reality that his wife was being fucked by another man, and Lisa's wild cries of pleasure were driving him mad now. He couldn't stand it any more! Don Carpenter was not going to have Lisa to himself.
'Goddamnit, what are you going, Charles?' Rachel Carpenter shrieked as Charles' head jerked up between her hands, pulling away from her wet, widely parted thighs. 'Don't leave me now… Oh… Jesus… not now!'
But he struggled upwards, putting away from her hands sliding down his arms. The wet liquid noises Lisa was making and Don's heavy excited breathing had incited the young husband almost to the point where he was hardly aware of what he was doing. He was a wild uncontrollable animal and all he knew was that he wanted nothing more than to ram his cock into his own wife, ram it into her anywhere, into the first available opening. Quickly he moved toward them. He stood before his wife's passion contorted face now, rubbing his cock against her lust-moistened lips until she opened her mouth to him and took the satin-smooth throbbing cock's head into her mouth. Lisa began to suck on Charles' cock greedily, while he began to thrust wildly into her mouth. He kept her lips clamped tight over the hardened shaft of his cock, while at the same time relaxing her throat so that she
