could take all of him. She could tell by the wild, jerking expansion of his lust-hardened shaft as it plunged in and out of her mouth, that it wouldn't he very long at all before he came to a sperm-jetting climax.
'Damn you, Charles… you son of a bitch!' Rachel screeched. 'You could have had her later… why didn't you fuck me first? I'm steaming for your cock right now, my ass is aching for your cock, you bastard…!'
But neither husband nor wife heard the vicious, spitting epithets of the voluptuous, spurned movie star, and she was left alone, crouching, watching, her hand slipping down dispiritedly to fondle her own genitalia to seek release of her billowing passion.
Lisa could feel her husband's secreting shaft batter against her larynx now, and her lips ovalled madly as she attempted to suck the hot white load of sperm from her husband's balls like a siphon to her own aching, waiting throat.
Behind her, the middle-aged actor watched the wildly lust-inciting sight of Charles Radwin fucking his big hard cock into the eagerly sucking mouth of his wife. Carpenter was driven on to crazed fucking of her vagina as he realized that the release of his incredible load of sperm was near its end, his balls throbbing like two wild things as they slapped hard against the wet, soft furrow of Lisa's cunt.
She rolled and flung her buttocks back now against Don's forward driving shaft, feeling it deep in her cunt but interested in, concentrating on, her husband's prick in the warm wet grotto of her mouth. She moaned and mewled around his lust-throbbing cock like a depraved animal, totally abandoning herself now, her hips and tightly clenching vagina swirling more wildly around Don Carpenter's shaft, her lips and tongue wildly tasting every ridge and vein of her husband's prick.
Charles was moaning in excited cadence now, staring down at his wife's slavishly working mouth around the great girth of his penis and he could see her taut, firm young breasts sway back and forth along his cock. He could see her lips clinging to the head of his immense weapon on the backstroke of her head, and he could feel the pressure of his impending cum constricting his swinging testicles painfully, the twin blocks of desire slapping enticingly off the small, sweat-covered chin of his young wife as she sucked him.
Lisa began to nibble with her sharp white teeth the rock-hard, bloated skin of his blood filled cock, sipping at it as if it were a gigantic straw and his semen was a delicious ice cream soda and she wanted all of it in her mouth, wanted him to cum, her husband, wanted to taste his hot seed as it filled her mouth to overflowing. More wildly she sucked him now, flinging and robing her buttocks back against the pile-driving weapon on Don Carpenter, caught between the two pistoning cocks as if she was a pull toy on two huge rubber bands.
And then suddenly Don's fingers dug painfully into Lisa's quivering hips, the nails drawing blood from the soft sweating globes and he began to chant crazily, his eyes rolling in their sockets. 'I'm cumming, I'm cumming… I'm cummmiiingggg!' His cock began to jerk then as he pummeled insanely forward into the young wife's anus, and Lisa suddenly felt his fire-hot semen erupt along his urethra tube from the burning cauldrons of his testicles and fill her rectum to overflowing, felt the searing liquid run down along the crevice of her churning buttocks along the backs of her thighs, and pool on the blanket beneath her flailing body.
'Aaaaaggghhhhh!' she gurgled in mindless delight around her husband's cock, the pressure of Don's thrusts as he continued to jettison more and more torrents of steaming hot seed into her anus driving her face forward so that her lips and her nose were pressed tightly against the wiry bristles of her husband's thick pubic hair, his prick all but strangling her convulsing young throat and the masculine aroma of his heaving genitals like an added aphrodesia in her flaring nostrils.
Then quickly, Charles increased his pace and the length of his stroke knowing that he couldn't last much longer, feeling the volcano that was his balls almost brimming over.
Lisa felt the awful emptiness in her unfulfilled vagina now and desperately reached back with her own finger to continue what Don had left unfinished. Now the desperately aching husband was slamming into his wife's mouth with increasing force, drawing his swollen cock nearly out of her tight, moist lips clasping at it hungrily, then plunging in again until his swollen testicles slapped hard against her chin. The pressure was mounting, mounting, in his billowing scrotum, and his head swam wildly with the impending knowledge of his cumming, of his filling his wife with torrents of rushing, hotly burning seed…
'I'll do it for you… I'll do it… Oh Don… darling… eat me while I suck on Lisa.' Rachel's voice reached the blonde wife's ears as if from a great distance, and then she felt something warm and sharp piercing her cunt… the other woman's tongue, while at the same time Rachel pushed Lisa's own hand away.
Lisa began now to toss her head in frenzied abandoned ecstasy, impaled on the other woman's tongue while her mouth was impaled on her husband's rock-hard shaft. Her mouth was fastened to his cock and she sucked still harder, trying to milk it, as her pussy was trying to milk Rachel's pistoning tongue.
'I'm almost… there…' Charles shouted in mindless ecstasy and she was almost there herself, as was Rachel, whose own steaming cunt was now being expertly manipulated by her own husband's tongue and mouth.
Charles increased his pace even more, deepening his thrusts as she writhed wildly beneath Rachel, grinding up and down on her tongue with incredible fury, her legs twitching wide, her toss curling as she lurched her legs wide and upwards. He knew that both women were near orgasm now and he pounded deeper, deeper into Lisa's throat.
'Ooooohh, ohhhh, ooohhhhh,' Lisa chanted around his cock as she felt her orgasm climbing to the very pinnacle.
And then she convulsed between her husband and Rachel, as her pussy walls began to secrete their warm gushes of wet sticky fluid around Rachel's tongue. She was cumming, cumming… And then Rachel too, felt her own orgasm approaching and suddenly the two women were groaning wildly, uncontrollably at the same time as their orgasms hit simultaneously.
And Charles could hold back no longer as his own hot churning sperm was about to race through his cock to fill his wife's mouth. He jerked wildly, spasming, her mouth sucking at him feverishly, and then his orgasm struck fully and his balls erupted burning fire from within them, causing his body to tremble in palsied motion. His juices spurted from the opening in his prickhead far into the waiting throat of his wife's still moaning mouth… a never- ending flow which almost choked her as she furiously worked to swallow every last drop of his wonderful cum… Until finally he collapsed, spent and satisfied.
But now Don Carpenter's cock was erect and excited once again and he was moving towards Lisa with the idea of fucking her still once more.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Suddenly Charles was alert again. 'All right you bastard… You and you're lesbian slut of a wife have had your fun here… Now get the hell out… before I kill you.'
'Hey,' Don said, in his deep rich baritone, trying to sound both calm and authoritative a ridiculous contrast to his quickly wilting penis. 'Don't get the wrong idea Radwin! She's done all this of her own free will.'
Charles looked at Lisa. The pleasure of her orgasm had receded and on her face now was a look of total confusion and anxiety. 'Did you do all this of your own free will or did they drug you again… The truth Lisa… I want the truth…'
'I… I don't know… I can't remember…' Her mind was still vague and fogged from the Vin Mariani.
'You'd better remember baby… you'd just better…'
Rachel looked imploring at her husband. 'Come on love… let's get out of here… We just gave this guy what was probably the best time of his life and he's angry… People…! Well it takes all kinds…'
'You're not going anywhere…' Charles said and something he his tone stopped them cold… 'Until I find out exactly what went on here this afternoon.'
Lisa looked so helpless and confused now that Charles tried a new tack with her. He went over and gently began to run his fingers through her long blonde hair in a comforting way. 'Now just think about it honey… what happened…'
'Well, Rachel came over to visit… and I offered her coffee… and she asked me to try this liqueur…'
'What kind of liqueur… where's the fucking bottle…'
'In the kitchen…'
'Okay…' he said rushing to his feet and running into the house. The bottle of the Mariani was on the table…
