"If anyone understands, Jane, Christ knows I do." Mona Allan stated matter of fact "I've had enough experience with this kind of thing to know you need a little support… you can depend on me.
I'll be your friend Janie… I don't really understand why you didn't trust me before.
Jane looked at Mona seated on the brown sofa across the spacious modern living room from her. Jeff Allan was in bed, thank God, and so she didn't have to explain her predicament to him. So far, she'd only told the sexy jet-haired Mona bits and pieces about what had happened after she left the party at the pool.
"It's late, and I know you want to go to sleep," Mona said, "but with all that's happened tonight I need something to calm me down."
The tall sexy brunette left the room and Jane could hear her opening doors of cupboards around the kitchen. She felt odd having called on Mona of all people, but she didn't know what else to do. She was afraid to go back to her own apartment and face Matt but what she didn't know was that Matt was this very moment in the Allan's apartment. He had come back to the Allan's apartment when going upstairs and not finding Jane he had returned once again to the party. One thing led to another and the Allan's and Matt had just been involved in a three-way of their own!
Jane's social connections with the Allans had always been rather tenuous; Matt was friendly with Jeff, and they'd all played tennis on occasion, but she'd never been too fond of Mona, whose flamboyant life style contrasted with Jane's rather reserved inhibited nature; Now, when the chips were down the pretty blonde thought to herself, Mona had shown what kind of friend she could be, and it made her feel ashamed of the prudish face she'd put on even in high school when the brunette's name came up in conversation.
"I made yours pretty weak," Mona said arriving back in the living room with two Irish coffees.
Jane met her halfway and smiled thankfully for the drink the girl handed her. "I don't know how many drinks I've had tonight, but somehow I feel very sober," she said dropping to the carpet and looking up at the darkly attractive woman. Mona sat down on the couch, sipped her hot drink and said, "You can tell me what happened if you want to."
Jane went over the confused events after she had left the party, and drew in some details of her experience in the Leyton's bedroom, leaving the more lurid parts to Mona's imagination. She figured the Allan woman had had her share of similar misadventures and in her muddled state of mind decided that the curvaceous brunette deserved to hear the general outline of the story, especially since, according to Nancy Leyton anyway, Mona was the ringleader of all the couple or mate swapping that went on.
"So what happened, Janie?"
"I dimly remember going up to an apartment in the elevator… I didn't know it was the Leyton's till later… when I came to, both Larry and Bob Weston were there… Nancy was off with someone else, I guess… anyway I don't have to tell you what happened… I don't know how I'll ever face Matt…"
"Oh, he'll get over it," Mona said, knowingly. Chuckling to herself that at this very moment, Matt was still in her bedroom.
Jane drained her glass and rose shakily to her feet. "I've got to clean up. look at me," she gestured at her disheveled appearance. "I guess you can tell why I didn't go home after the Leyton's… I really didn't want to stay there any longer.
Mona stood up from the couch. "Well, this little experience is nothing to flip out over… I'm sure you must have wanted it… Larry Leyton would never force anyone to do anything they didn't want to… by the way," she said slyly, "He's a pretty good fuck, isn't he?"
Blushing crimson, Jane mumbled, "Yes… uh.. yes he is..
"Come on Cinderella… I'll draw a bath for you… "She turned on the water faucet and gave Jane a huge Turkish towel. "Here's a robe for you," she said, handing Jane a silk robe.
"If you need anything, Janie," Mona called as she went out the door, "just give me a call… I'll be waiting for you in the bedroom."
Janie thought it a little odd that Mona was making so much noise at this time of night with her husband supposedly asleep but she didn't give it another thought as she pulled off her crumpled evening dress and soiled black panties. She stepped into the luxuriantly warm water and squirted in some bubble bath and made little waves with her hands, letting the foamy water slosh back and forth like miniature surf around her naked body. Each time she rubbed the washcloth over her firmly jutting breasts, still reddened by the tweaking and sucking the two men had given them, she felt more cleansed. Miraculously, it was as though all she'd needed was a bath to make her forget the unspeakable obscenities that she had performed and had been performed on her. There were other problems she had to face, but they could wait till morning when her mind was clearer and sleep had erased some of the guilt out of her troubled conscience.
She looked up at her blonde-haired reflection in the mirror. There was an unfamiliar sensuous cast to her facial features she wasn't accustomed to… it was as though she were looking at a different person, and she shuddered when she remembered how she had sucked voraciously on one of her neighbor's pricks while another had excitedly watched her perform the lewd oral copulation..
"Sorry to break in on you," the bathroom door swung open and the sexy Mona was walking toward the bathtub.
"That's okay… I was just thinking about something!" Jane said drawing. herself up in the tub.
"Just stay there," Mona smiled, "Let me look at you. I know you must think it strange, but I've always wanted to see you completely naked… not just half naked like at the party… somehow, it makes me feel I know a person better to see them naked."
"It's okay with me," Jane said sinking back into the bubbles.
Mona sat down on the edge of the tub, leaning so Jane could see the rosebud nipple of one large, perfectly formed breast pressing through a sheer black nightgown. "I like to see nude bodies… Jeff and I often go the nude beach down at Devil's slide… I get really horny when I see them… of course, with my fair skin I have to stay in the shade… but..
"Don't you feel embarrassed, I mean, it's one thing to show yourself to your husband, and another to parade around without any clothes on in front of strangers!" Jane exclaimed, prudishly.
Mona dropped her hand and gently splashed some water against the upper exposed portions of the blonde woman's breasts. "If you recall, that's exactly what you and I were doing tonight," Mona said in her soft, throaty voice.
The blurred recollection of Mona, naked except for a pair of tiny bikini panties stuck in her crotch, gyrating down at the pool came back to Jane. Then turning crimson red, she recalled what she'd done, remembered untying the ties of her halter neck and showing herself with breasts bobbing nakedly to their friends and neighbors.
"God, I'd like to blot that right out of my mind," Jane said to the brunette's reflection in the mirror.
"I'm not ashamed to say I loved it… I got a big charge out of all those men drooling over my tits… and then jumping into the warm pool water was just heaven… cocks and tits everywhere." she giggled.
"It's like a nightmare to me, all of it," Jane sighed. "And yet, there must have been a reason for my doing it. I guess I wanted to be outrageous in front of Matt… after all, he did yell at me the other night to find a lover if I wasn't satisfied with him… I must be crazy!"
"You were jealous of me, and I know it! But it doesn't make any difference. Just because I pay attention to Matt, doesn't make any threat to your marriage. you don't have to worry about old Mona… as long as she gets enough she's happy. Mona ran her fingertips across Jane's sun-bleached hair.
The exhausted young wife rested back against the edge of the tub, sensing something maternal in the other woman that was gently comforting. Mona Allan was rather brazen at times, but she was also someone from whom you could expect total honesty. She might decide to seduce someone but she'd be the first to tell you what she was doing.
"I guess we all have our vulnerable spots. The only thing I don't like is losing control, the way I did tonight," Jane studied the raven-haired face of her former classmate in the mirror.
Mona's hands slipped to Jane's shoulder and brushed softly through her cascading golden hair. The naked woman let out an uncontrolled sigh as the fingers massaged the tensed sinews of her back and moved down to her shoulder blades.
"This is just what you need. A nice massage to make you feel better… get all the knots out. I love it when someone does it to me, I never feel so uptight afterwards," she whispered, and continued the caressive magic, lower now, touching the small of her back above her rounded buttocks that were just below the water.
"I'd better get out," Jane suddenly stood up, and stepped gingerly from the tub, refusing to face the other woman.
"I'll dry you. I'm sorry you didn't like the back rub," Mona said, sincerely.
The naked blonde woman flushed; she didn't want to insult her friend. "You're wrong, Mona, I loved it. I was just thinking about falling asleep. You made me feel so relaxed I just about faded out of the picture."
Mona wrapped the large velour towel around Jane's ripe young figure and began shimmying it over her long lithe legs, drawing the fluffy softness up to the juncture of sparse pussy hair nestled up between her thighs. "This is the part that needs real tenderness," Mona said in a soft whisper. "That little pussy of yours has seen a lot of action this evening."
Jane jerked backwards against the wall as the towel slipped back and forth over her cuntal mound. A sharp tingle of hotly pleasurable sensation boiled up between her legs into her taut little belly, and she felt suddenly weak as a kitten.
"Don't get yourself all worked up, sweetie," Mona's hardened nipples pressed intimately against the naked blonde's hips as she kneeled to give her tender pussy lips a soft caress before drawing the towel up to Jane's firm pliant breasts.
Jane felt another shudder of erotic pleasure pass through her. She became immediately aware that there was something more than an affectionate massage and toweling being done to her, but for a number of too obvious reasons she didn't want the other woman to stop!
"Sometimes I think I'm a purely sexual animal… do you know what I mean?" Mona laughed and drew the towel away from the young blonde's body.
Jane pulled the silk kimono robe Mona had laid out for her around her shoulders. "You're no different from any of us," she forced a smile. "Perhaps you're just a little more honest. Maybe you understand your own feelings about your body better than most people."
The two women went down the hall and Mona showed Jane into the guest room. The room contained only a large double bed and a small white dresser.
"Lie down, Jane, on the bed, I'll try to do a better job this time of massaging you," the brunette's eyes were lust-glazed, and her full moist lips glistened in the indirect lamp light.
"I don't know… maybe I should just get into bed and try to go to sleep," Jane said nervously, unsure of her own emotions.
Mona came beside her, pushed her gently but firmly toward the bed. Jane was on her stomach a moment later, with the kimono thrown over the bedspread, and Mona Allan straddling her naked rounded buttocks. The brunette's thighs were spread apart, and Jane could feel her warm vaginal mound scraping against the back of her leg.
"Massage is a real art, you know. You have to apply just enough pressure to do the job without injuring the muscles or the nerves… I'm not hurting you, am I?" Mona asked.
"Oh, no, it feels… great," Jane tried to push aside any thought of the forbidden, the obscene from her mind.
Mona's fingers slowly worked their way down Jane's naked back, her palms widespread as she massaged and caressed the smooth taut flesh.
"After what you've been through, I bet you're really tense up here," she said, lifting her weight and sliding her hands quickly over the twin white cheeks of Jane's ass.
"God, it does feel good," the trembling young blonde answered, tensing and relaxing her buttocks as the brunette plied and kneaded their rounded softness. A low groan of unwanted lust bubbled out of her throat.
Suddenly, without warning, Mona was pushing her over on her side and stroking her tautly quivering breasts, pausing to taunt her nipples into hardness with a knowing feminine touch. Then she was trailing fingers down her ribs as she shifted position until they were lying on their sides facing each other.
Jane stared wide-eyed in the pinkish light of the voluptuously curved body of this woman whose intimate touches were both exciting and sending a tremor of confusion through her body. The two emotions combined effect left her bereft of any power to act.
"I… I don't understand," Jane stammered as the dark-haired woman's strong, slightly taller body quivered hotly and pressed with a licentious directness against her own.
"Sssssshhhhhhhh," Mona whispered, and undid her sheer black nightgown, then dropped it to the floor. "Just relax and let me make you happy… very, very happy… the way that only a woman can."
Her hand came and touched Jane's cheeks. The young blonde lay still while fingers ran down over her lips and moved gently along them, and then over her chin to her long smooth neck. She shivered from the delicately tracing fingertips.
"Jane, you're such a pretty girl, a beautiful woman. I've thought so ever since we were in high school when we took showers together in the girls gym. I always wondered how much you fucked around, whether you made it with many boys before you got married."
The question jolted the blonde girl. At first she didn't know how to answer, or if she should answer at all "Did you?"
"No, not really," Jane stuttered finally, not really knowing what made her answer the question.
"Tonight, I know you must have enjoyed it when Larry and Bob did those things to you. Did you suck anyone's cock? Why don't you tell me everything you did?"
Jane lay unable to move, as though it were impossible for her to believe what was taking place; she had heard of women who were this way, but she had never knowingly been in one's presence. But with Mona it was different. There was something essentially hedonistic in her nature, that absolved her from any taint of being 'perverted'.
Again, Jeff s wife's hand dropped to one lushly formed breast and her face moved closer. Then… her lips closed over her own, gently at first, so that Jane could feel the sharply delineated imprint, and then more eagerly Jane felt her own lips rigid in the beginning, relax slowly under the pressure. Then as the tongue slipped wetly into her mouth, she seemed to give in completely and let her body follow it up, rubbing her sensually aroused cunt hard against the brunette's.
Mona's hand continued to massage her tingling breasts with a woman's knowledge while Jane, dazed from the events of earlier in the evening, her young body still smoldering with the erotically aroused embers kindled deep inside her found something tranquilizing in the other woman's attentions. She closed her eyes and began to tremble from head to toe, all alive with crazy flames dancing across her nerve endings. The teasing fingers raced over her most sensitive flesh like butterfly wings, taunting her to the point where any resistance would soon disappear.
"Wow, you're really fine!" Mona sighed, holding on tight and rubbing her naked body against Jane's so that their lust-hardened nipples met and the soft warm breasts of one crushed voluptuously into the other.
Jane felt Mona Allan's thigh raise and her long tapering leg twine about her until the soft mat of jet black pubic hair brushed warmly against her own wetly heated pussy. Abruptly, Mona's hand was on Jane's involuntarily squirming buttocks, pulling them apart, and slipping her fingers between. The naked blonde wife jerked forward, her breasts squeezing against Mona's softly trembling mounds, as the other woman caressed her tightly puckered anus with an extended middle finger. A moment later, Mona was slithering down her responsively quivering body, rolling her own to her back and crawling up between Jane's widespread trembling thighs.
Jane dropped her hands to her own insanely pulsing cunt and held her breath, trying to keep from making any sound. She could feel Mona's soft hand running over her sensitive inner thighs, caressing them in a soft sensuous way, lingering over the insides and then gently trailing up to where Jane had drawn her hands over her vagina.
"You didn't need to do that," Mona gave a little tug at the blonde's fingers which remained cupped at the moistened threshold of her femininity. Then, smiling softly, she added, "It won't do you any good to hide it, Janie. I'm a woman, too, and I know what turns us on. And you're turned on."
She tried to pull Jane's fingers loose, but the trembling young blonde clutched all the harder, pressing her own fingers into the soft flesh of her cunt, inadvertently separating her desire-swollen cuntal lips in an effort to protect herself from this lesbian seduction.
Jane's whole body jumped as she felt Mona's heated wet tongue licking moistly on the inside of her straining thighs. She tightened her hands over her throbbing pussy, making a soul-rending moan. She could feel her clitoris becoming large and erect as it swelled under her finger. Mona's tongue licked on and on, attempting to force its wet way between her fingers and causing little electric thrills to sizzle up and down her spine.
The more the tongue probed, the harder Jane resisted, realizing with a moan, that her struggling was causing a greater, more uncontrollable excitement within herself Mona's tongue began darting around, probing for an opening, relentlessly searching out a weakness. Jane, in order to prevent her, kept moving her fingers. The desperate defensive movements only served to intensify her lewd pitch of arousal. Her hotly moistening cunt was now dilating around her fingers; her weakly protesting moans increased as Mona's burrowing tongue found the one unprotected corner of her wetly quivering vagina and slowly forced Jane's fingers to the side. A second later she was licking lustfully while Jane gritted her teeth, fighting with what little moral force she had left not to give in!
Then, in a surprise move, Mona darted her head lower and her tongue found the soft unprotected crevice of Jane's tightly clenched buttocks. God, what on earth was that! Jane's mind seethed as the tantalizing tongue licked lasciviously while Mona's fingers worked to part and widen her defenseless ass-cheeks. Jane gasped, moaned, and tossed her long golden hair from side to side while the brunette woman worked her hands under her nakedly squirming buttocks to cup them and tilt her hips up ever so slightly. Then… oh God! Jane shuddered in ecstasy and shame as she felt the brunette's tongue tip flicking hotly over the sensitive mouth of her tiny puckered anus. Then it was slithering in!
"Aaaarrrhhh!" Jane groaned, "no, you can't… please… "Never before had she felt anything so lewdly exciting; it was dirty, perverted, forbidden. She had to stop Mona… stop her before it was too late.
She moved her hand to push the other woman away, but before she could realize or react, the brunette's mouth and tongue were working gluttonously on her unprotected cunt! Jane twisted and turned in a futile effort to escape, but her frantic squirming suddenly lapsed into an undulating motion, a lewd and greedy upthrusting designed to get that long worming tongue deeper up between her hungrily pulsating pussy lips.
Her nakedly besieged cunt was tingling with each delectable lick of Mona's flicking wet tongue along her vagina furrow. It was too good, too warm and exciting to resist anymore. The young blonde wife's mind flew back to what had been done to her only hours before, and instead of cringing with shame and humiliation at this additional assault her long trembling legs drew up and she wrapped her thighs around the other woman's head in an effort to bring that beautifully probing tongue deeper into her insatiable little pussy.
The shamelessly aroused blonde didn't see the door to the bedroom open, nor did she see her husband Matt standing there, – nor did she hear Jeff Allan pad softly across. the floor. The two men had been standing there outside in the hall for quite some time now watching the two women. Matt did not want Jane to be aware of his presence but Jeff Allan had no such compunctions. He now announced his arrival with a sharp grunt. He stood at the edge of the bed, his monstrous cock head in obscene readiness in one hand.
Jane felt his other hand touch her forehead, and looked up to gasp, "Jeff!"
"In the flesh, honey… "Jeff leered down at her, jerking his lust-inflated penis back and forth in his hand.
With a fogged vision, Jane gazed up at him and moaned. For the second time that night she wondered why she hadn't anticipated something like this happening to her. But suddenly, it just didn't matter! She coursed her eyes over Jeff s thickly distended cock, held like a red-hot poker in his hand, and swooned with rapture at the deftly licking tongue bringing a wild happiness to her cunt. Let him watch us, she thought. Let him watch everything!
The other viewer of the scene, Matt Lange, was staring in amazement as his wife writhed on the bed with the other woman's tongue licking her cunt. He tried to imagine how Mona's tongue felt in his wife's cunt as it flicked in and out. Fantastic, from the look of Janie. God, she was in a state writhing as the tongue of Mona found its way deep inside her cunt.
Mona pulled herself up from between Jane's legs and crawled on top of the beautiful blonde so that their large melon breasts were crushing each other. Mona ground her upraised buttocks, then thrust them down, rubbing her black-haired pussy against Jane's quivering young cunt exciting the blonde to an almost mindless peak of passion.
"Split those legs, baby," Mona writhed knowledgeably on top of her. "Open them as wide as you can!"
Jane moaned with savage pleasure as Mona continued to rub cunt against heatedly aroused cunt. The two lesbianically crazed women ground against each other in relentless, erotic repetition as Jeff crawled nakedly onto the mattress beside them. He sat down at the head of the bed and brought his hips on a level with their heads, rubbing his long pulsating cock back and forth, just inches from their gasping lips.
"Yesss… Jeff, your prick's good and hard again… let's do it… "Mona grinned at his lust-swollen penis and took it in one hand.
With her other hand on the back of the young blonde wife's head, she forced Jane's mouth toward the visibly throbbing shaft of rigid flesh. Jane trembled as another lewd tingle of desire drove up through her thighs and into her sensuously heaving breasts. She didn't need much urging. Her trembling wet lips parted, taking in the entire blood-engorged head, then closed softly around it.
"Jesus, Janie, I didn't know you liked to do stuff like this," Jeff groaned. "Matt never said you went in for sucking cock."
With the other woman lying on top of her, Jane began sucking harder, wanting to get more of Jeff s penis in her mouth. At the same time, she felt Mona slipping down her body again until the brunette's tongue was again fucking rapturously in and out of her hungry young cunt. Jane responsively drew in her cheeks, holding the base of Jeff s rigidly pulsing cock with one hand while she bent her knees and split her long slender legs as wide as possible for his wife licking up between her thighs.
"Mmmmmm," she moaned around Jeff Allan's lust-thickened hardness.
The nakedly squirming blonde could feel the beginnings of orgasm rushing upon her, but just before it arrived, Mona broke off and crawled on top of Jane again, pressing her warm voluptuous body down against Jane's and supporting herself on her elbows. "My turn," the brunette hissed at her husband. Jane felt Jeff pulling away from her, felt his cock's hot thickness slip from her lewdly ovalled lips and watched as he offered it to Mona's sensual mouth.
Meanwhile, Jane's husband, Matt, watching over by the doorway was nearly going out of his mind. He fantasized his wife's warm soft mouth sucking on his penis as she had never done before. He was too excited by watching and too worried about what would happen if he entered the room to do anything but ogle the lewd spectacle in the bedroom and jerk his aching cock up and down with his own hand.
"Oh, oh… " Jane sighed in excitement as she watched the raven-haired woman's mouth scant inches from her own, hungrily suck on the thick lust engorged penis.
She waited as right over her face, Mona began pulling her ovalled lips back and forth over the long fleshy cock. Unable to resist, Jane began licking and gently biting the lower exposed half of Jeff s glistening wet shaft. The young husband groaned and slipped his eagerly throbbing hardness out of Mona's mouth and back into Jane's setting up a rhythm of moving from one soft warm mouth and then into the next. Back and forth he went, his hips moving gently from one woman to the other, with both Mona and Jane each greedy now to draw her lips hungrily around him. One would suck him while the other would alternately kiss his long thick maleness and then kiss the other young woman's cock-swollen cheeks.
With a guttural sound, Jeff broke free of the two wildly excited women and. crawled around to the foot of the bed. Jane grunted as his additional weight in the center sagged the bed under their feet. Mona's face became blissful and she closed her eyes to moan, "Oh fuck me… fuck me!"
The dark-haired woman rolled over on her back, and a moment later, Jane saw Jeff eagerly fucking into Mona beside her, could see his sperm-laden balls slap down hard against her friend's upturned asscheeks. Mona groaned, lurched sideways, and kissed the young blonde wife deeply on the mouth, her tongue running and squirming deep into Jane's passionately willing throat.
Jeff withdrew his wetly glistening prick and shifted his weight until he was between Jane's legs. She could feel his hot impatient cock slowly parting her saliva-matted pubic hair and pressing against her pulsating cuntal lips. Now it was her turn to be fucked, she thought, almost delirious in her happiness and desire. Mona slipped to the side, giving adequate space to her husband who made one smooth thrust which rammed his long thick cock far up into Jane's warm clasping vaginal depths.
"Good God, what's happening… fuck me.. Jeff, fuck me… I'm going crazy… fuck me!" Jane screamed, cupping her friend's husband's tight-clenched buttocks and pulling him deeper into her cock-hungry pussy while Mona kissed her hotly on the mouth.
Mona's husband fucked both of them, alternating between their nakedly gyrating pussies for what seemed to be a blissful eternity. The orgasm that Jane had been expecting seemed past her now, as if the excitement was so profound that she had been driven to a point beyond climax.
The night seemed to go on forever.
Now it was Jane watching Mona get fucked, staring across at her passion-drenched face as Jeff skewered into the brunette's wildly fucking pussy. And watching all of them was Jane's husband. In the confusion the Allan's had completely forgotten about Matt – and Jane, well, she didn't even know he was there.
And later it was Jane, on an animal impulse, kneeling over Mona's eagerly arching vagina and lowering her head to lick the woman's erect little clitoral bud while Jeff urged her on. She sank her face down into Mona's hungrily writhing cunt and licked and sucked for all she was worth. Behind her nakedly kneeling body, Jeff grabbed the young blonde's swaying ass cheeks and thrust his long thick cock far up into her wetly welcoming cunt again. She felt its searing tip soar up through her spasmodically working vaginal walls until it struck the tip of her cervix. It was all too much!
The thought of behaving in such an animal way, of being so whorish, drove Jane out of her mind with joy… things she had always wanted to do and have done to her… and there was absolutely nothing she wouldn't do. Jeff fucked her from behind, forcing her face down between his wife's widespread thighs, while Mona seized Jane's long, blonde hair and ground her hips up, enveloping Jane's cheeks and neck in a torturous thigh-hugging embrace that buried the woman's tongue to the depths in her wildly undulating cunt.
Jeff began fucking into the kneeling young blonde's tight little pussy with body-jolting thrusts. Suddenly, like a crack of thunder, Jane came! It was abrupt, and after all the time she'd waited, it rocked and convulsed in a pleasure so sweet and intense her body turned to liquid, became limp and, with a long expiring groan, she collapsed… only to be resurrected.
It wasn't over! Jeff was breathing hard, his face contorted as he continued fucking the young blonde wife even harder now that he had made her cum once.
"That's it, do it, Jeff! Fuck Janie… fuck the daylights out of her… she needs it… poor baby!" Mona urged her husband on.
Then both women's voices were chanting, driving him on to new heights of fucking. The ravaged young blonde had become a little more than a sex machine after the night's nonstop orgy, and even though morning light now seeped through the windows to the guest room, she found herself wildly excited again!
Dawn announced itself with a growl from Jeff, as though the sun rising on the California coast had coaxed the young blonde man into demonical release. He roared and held Jane so tight she felt she couldn't breathe. Then she felt his hot gushing sperm splurge deep into her hungrily milking cunt.
Still it wasn't over!
It was Jeff who now lay watching as Mona licked Jane's lust-ravished cum filled pussy. It was Jeff who said, "Do it… Mona, eat it… suck it… suck her cunt!"
They became wilder and wilder. None of them cared what they did, and half the time Jane couldn't tell who was doing what to whom. Moreover… she didn't care. She felt no shame, only an all consuming lust. No longer did they have to tell or even urge her on to suck Jeff s cock or lick Mona's cunt… all that was left was her own imagination to find new, more lewdly forbidden things to do to each other.
Finally… she found herself kneeling erect on the center of the bed. Jeff was hunched up behind her, his ramrod cock pressed hard against her smooth fleshed buttocks. His hands reached around from behind and cupped her obscenely dangling breasts while Mona, kneeling in front of her, was licking and sucking her hardened nipples like a child savoring two delicious ice cream treat's. Jeff s hotly throbbing cock probed at the tight puckered ring of Jane's anus, but didn't enter. He pressed his rubbery cock-head at the tiny anal mouth, pushing back and forth ever so slightly while Mona reached under to saw her fingers in and out of Jane's sperm-drenched cunt. With a feeling of disappointment he realized the orgy had momentarily taken its toll; his prick was still hard enough to fuck a passion-drenched cunt, but not hard enough to push through Jane's tight little anal ring.
"Later, baby, later!" he promised her and himself
Jane was relaxing, enjoying everything. Never, not even in the Leyton's apartment with Bob and Larry, when she had cum, had she experienced such an all-consuming, lascivious passion. Her eyes were closed and tiny moans of delight escaped her trembling lips Bright sunlight poured through the guest room, issuing in another day, new beginnings that were heralded by the naked perspiring figures on the bed who groaned as they approached a state of utter, sensual collapse. And another figure, Matt Lange, picked himself up from the hall floor of the Allan's apartment and surreptitiously went back to his own empty apartment.