Kitty was in seventh heaven.
Shy, withdrawn Ethel had a mouthful of her tit, sucking for all she was worth. Big Edith was between her legs, her massive tongue lapping at her juice-filled cunt, plunging deep into Kitty's tingling pussy.
James was standing beside her bed, his cock hard, ready to plunge it in the instant Big Edith had her fill.
Harold had been told the front door was open, to just walk in, which he did, freezing the instant he took in the scene in the bedroom. He didn't know what to say or do – or even think.
But he knew he didn't have to think. Kitty did all the thinking now. He just did as he was told. When she called, he was about to go out to dinner with Sarah, plans that had to be cancelled. When Kitty called, Harold jumped.
This time he was surprised to find that Kitty was not alone. He was even more surprised to see Big Edith going down on her. He had tried to lick her pussy exactly as Kitty had instructed him, and he was getting better.
But after watching Big Edith for just a few seconds, he knew he'd never measure up to her. Her tongue flicked at lightning speed, then plunged in like a dagger, only to come out flicking again, lapping the hard little clit in Kitty's cunt back and forth like a punching bag.
"Pay close attention, Harold." Kitty ordered. "You might learn something!"
As Kitty began writhing in orgasm, the only thing Harold learned was he was watching a real pro at work.
"My ass, Harold!" Kitty screamed, swooning to the soft feel of Big Edith's tongue, the savage bites of silent Ethel's face, her ass in the air.
"Now, Harold!" Kitty shouted. "My ass is on fire! Get it in my ass. Now damn it!"
Harold looked at James, then at the three women on the bed, and finally at Kitty's round ass sticking up in the air, waiting for him.
"Move, Harold!" Kitty ordered.
Harold meekly dropped his pants and crawled up on the bed, on his knees, rubbing his cock up, easing it into Kitty's lovely ass.
"Not that!" Kitty shouted. "Warm it up first with your tongue!"
Harold obediently withdrew his cock and bent his face into her ass, his tongue flicking like he had seen Big Edith's tongue operate.
"That's good, Harold!" Kitty screamed with delight. "You're finally getting it!"
He licked her asshole again and again, then eased his tongue in deep, feeling her muscles relax and moisten.
James kept watching Big Edith, his cock already hard and ready.
"You had enough yet, Big Edith?" he asked.
"Not yet," Big Edith replied. "You just play with yourself a while longer. I love this sweet pussy."
"Faster, Harold!" Kitty commanded, feeling her senses exploding in all directions.
Harold's tongue moved faster as her asshole opened to receive it all.
"That's good, Harold. That's it!" Kitty screamed happily.
Kitty closed her eyes. It was one hell of a bunch of compromises she'd had to make, deals she'd had to swing, but she'd done it. And she had it.
And damn how she loved it!
She leaned over the side of the bed, taking James' waiting cock in her mouth. Now she had it all, everything a woman could ask for!
The phone started ringing. Kitty was ringing too, so deliciously she waited until her multiple orgasms were spent before she answered it, holding Harold's head into her ass and fondling James' now-limp cock as she reached for the bedside phone.
It was Doris, steaming. "I've had this horrible fucking day! I've got to have some action, Kitty! You've got to line Clyde up for me!"
"All right, Doris, all right. Settle down. Can you meet him halfway, around Prescott."
"Shit, I'll go to Flagstaff if necessary."
"That's impossible. He's got a business to run, you know. Get your ass up to the Four Acres Motel. I'll have Clyde meet you there."
She immediately called Flagstaff.
"She'll take it in the ass tonight, Clyde. She's so damned hot she'll take it in the ear it you insist."
"In the ass?"
"Every Goddamned inch of it, Clyde! I've never seen her so hard-up for cock."
Clyde hung up without even replying.
"All right, you guys," Kitty said to her horny group. "The party's over for the night. It was good, damn. It was good! We'll get together again damn soon, you can count on it."
They all left but Harold, who lingered in a corner. "Kitty," he said meekly. "I'd like to talk to you."
"About what?"
"Sarah. She's…"
"You made your bed with her, Harold," Kitty said.
"I know, but…"
"Goodnight, Harold. You're getting better with that tongue. Are you practicing on Sarah, like I told you?"
"Sometimes."
"You need a lot more practice, Harold. Now go on back to Sarah where you belong."
"Yes, Kitty."
Kitty took a shower and perfumed herself all over, then sat before the mirror brushing her hair until the phone rang again.
"I know, Mayor," she purred. "I feel the same way, alone and hurting… of course I'm free. I'm always ready to serve my Mayor, you know that."
She crawled into bed smiling, her pussy still tingling with the memory of Big Edith's tongue, her ass content with the efforts Harold exerted. He really was getting better.
She heard Tim's key in the front door and clicked on the small overhead light that cast a mere twilight over the bed.
"Tim!" She sighed as he entered the bedroom, removing clothing as he walked. "I've missed you, darling."
"You sweet lying pussy!" He smiled, stripping down nude and crawling into her arms.
"Really, darling! I've done nothing all day but think about you, dreaming about this." She held his lips.
"Hurry!" the Mayor said. "My cock's dying for you!"
Kitty touched the tip of his cock playfully with her tongue. Then opened her mouth wide.
She smiled. It was the end of a perfect day, one of many perfect days she had experienced lately.
There was no better way to end it than to fall asleep with a hard cock going off in her mouth.
She gobbled it hungrily as the Mayor sighed in sensuous bliss.