cum right out.
'Ooooooh! Here it comes!' he yelled. His cock stiffened and stretched out. Then his glans hole opened up and his balls pumped wildly. Great splashes of cum shot out of the tip of Allen's cock and soaked the inside of Nita's shuddering cunt. It was so good that it seemed to go on and on forever, all three of them coming again and again.
'Wow!' Sally Jean giggled, slipping to the rug. 'I never thought pussy licking would be so good!'
Her face fell as she realized that Roger would never do anything like this to her, even if he did know how good it would make her feel.
'I sure wish Roger would lick my pussy!' Sally Jean wailed. 'There's just got to be a way to change him.'
'I think there is,' Nita answered slowly. 'I want you two to listen to a little plan I just thought up. If it works, Roger will be a changed man.'
CHAPTER NINE
'Now remember,' Nita explained, 'it may look pretty strange to you but we've all agreed that we want to help Sally Jean.'
Miriam nodded gravely. She wasn't sure that she liked Nita's plan but she couldn't think of anything better.
'I think it might just work,' George declared, slipping an arm around Miriam's shoulder. 'I sure didn't ever think I'd be part of an orgy, though. Are you sure you don't mind, Miriam?'
'Don't be silly,' Miriam said. 'You know I'd do anything to help Sally Jean. Besides, it might just turn out to be fun.'
Janice and Bill glanced at each other. Then Janice broke the silence by giggling. 'I think it's a great idea!' she said. 'It'll serve Roger right!'
Bill laughed. 'That means you'll go along with it, right, honey?'
Janice giggled. 'I'm just glad that Nita invited us,' she said, smiling at Bill and squeezing his hand. 'It might be a real blast – especially if it works.'
'I'm positive it'll work!' Allen exclaimed, grinning at everyone. 'Old Roger'll be pretty pissed off, though. We're going to have to make sure that we tie him up good and tight.'
A loud knock sounded on the door. Nita jumped to her feet and went to answer it.
'Just remember to act natural,' Allen hissed. 'We don't want Roger to get suspicious.'
They waited until Allen gave him the high sign. Roger was working on his third drink and he looked pretty plastered. Now was the time to act.
'Hey – I've got a good game we could play,' Bill suggested. 'One of the guys at the center told me about it. It's supposed to really liven up a party.'
'Great!' Nita exclaimed. 'You tell us how and we'll all play it. A good game's just what we need.'
'First thing I need is a blindfold,' Bill said.
'Have you got something we could use, Nita?' Nita ran into the bedroom and came back with a scarf. 'How's this?'
'Fine,' Bill said. 'Now we need somebody to be it. Who's the best game-player here?'
'Roger's pretty good at games,' Sally Jean said. 'Why don't you volunteer, honey? I'm too shy.'
Roger couldn't resist showing off. 'Sure,' he offered. 'What do I have to do?'
Bill pulled a straight-backed chair into the center of the room. 'Just sit here,' he said, motioning to Roger. 'You have to have the blindfold on for this.'
Roger swayed across the room and sat down. 'Go ahead,' he said. 'I'm as ready as I'll ever be.'
Bill tied the blindfold securely around Roger's eyes. Then he turned around and motioned to Allen and George who were waiting with a length of nylon cord.
'Now just put your hands around and clasp them in back of you,' Bill instructed. 'I'm going to have to tie your hands for this game too.'
Roger frowned. This wasn't like any game he'd ever heard of. 'This is silly!' he protested. 'Boy! It'd really better be good!'
Bill smiled. 'It's the best game I've ever heard of,' he said. 'I have a feeling you're never going to stop talking about this game.'
Bill checked Roger's hands quickly. They were nice and tightly tied. There was no way that Roger could get out of his chair unless someone let him go.
'Now I want you to listen carefully,' Bill said a hint of laughter in his voice. 'You have to identify every sound you hear.'
Roger tilted his head. 'I don't hear anything,' he answered, looking puzzled.
'I'll tell you when to start listening,' Bill said. 'We're not quite ready yet.'
Sally Jean shivered a little as she slipped out of her clothes. This had better work. Roger would kill her for sure if it didn't. She stretched out on the floor and giggled a little, waiting for Allen, Bill and George to go into action.
'Do you know what that was?' Bill asked, grinning at Sally Jean and kneeling between her legs.
'A giggle,' Roger answered slowly. 'I think it was Sally Jean's giggle.'
'Right!' Bill said. 'Now listen for a minute and tell me everything you hear.'
Bill bent his head down and snuggled between Sally Jean's legs. He gazed at Sally Jean's pussy and then he stuck his tongue out, lapping right up the moist quivering slit of her cunt.
'Aaaaaah!' Sally Jean moaned. 'Ooooooh, yes!'
Roger looked puzzled. 'That was Sally Jean's voice,' he answered. 'She was, well, it sounded like she was moaning or something.'
'Listen again,' Nita continued. 'Maybe it'll be clear this time.'
George and Allen dropped to the floor. They bent down at the same time and sucked the tips of Sally Jean's rosy titties right into their mouths. Then they began to chew and flick her nipples with their tongues.
'Aaaaagh!' Sally Jean groaned. 'Harder! Ooooooh, that feels so good!'
Roger's face started to turn red. He was beginning to get the message. 'Hey!' he growled. 'I don't know what you're doing but I don't think it's funny. Get this blindfold off me!'
Nita clicked her tongue. 'For shame, Roger,' she chided. 'We just can't believe you couldn't recognize the sound of Sally Jean having a good time. What's the matter, Roger? Doesn't she ever sound like that when you're fucking her?'
Roger's face turned bright red. 'Take off this damn blindfold!' he shouted. 'This isn't a bit funny!'
'Oh, I'll take off the blindfold but I don't think you're going to like what you'll see,' Nita giggled. 'How's this?'
She whisked the blindfold from Roger's eyes and watched his mouth drop open with amazement. His mouth opened and closed soundlessly. He blinked a couple of times and then he let out a bellow of rage.
'You rotten two-timing whore!' Roger sputtered. 'Untie my hands! I'm going to kill that lousy whore!'
Nita giggled. She was glad that the boys had used heavy nylon rope. If Roger could have broken the rope he'd probably end up killing them all.
'I think you'd better rephrase that, Roger,' she said calmly. 'Sally Jean's only doing what comes naturally. After all, what do you expect from a good, loyal wife who's been cheated on?'
'Wh-what?' Roger sputtered. His voice had lost a little of its rage. Not only that, the color was rapidly fading from his face.
'Sally Jean knows all about the little games you play with Joy,' Janice chimed in. 'And you never let her act like a woman in bed. What's she supposed to do? Spend the rest of her life in a convent?'
Roger's face was white by now. All the steam had gone out of him. Confronted by the truth, he was defeated at his own game.
'You-you know?' Roger stammered. There was fear in his eyes. He cast a quick glance down at Sally Jean
