Getting Marilee to the house turned out to be no problem at all. She knocked on the Gilimans' front door soon after Lanore got out of bed Gill was sleeping late, as he usually did, because of working the swing shift. And he would probably sleep even later today, weary after fucking his wife most of the night.
Lanore was still blury-eyed when she answered the door, fetchingly gowned in a filmy black covering.
"Oh, hi," she said sleepily.
"Don't oh hi me, you little bitch!" Marilee pushed into the house like a raven haired Goddess of wrath. "Al talks in his sleep," she said curtly, kicking the door shut behind her. "And last night all he did was talk about you!"
"I'm not responsible for your husband's dreams," Lanore said defensively.
"He did more than dream, you bitch! We fucked before going to sleep and he hardly had any cum at all. I know the lawn mower was off for a long time yesterday afternoon. He was over here, wasn't he? My husband fucked you right after yours went to work!"
"Marilee, how can you even think such a thing?"
"Because I've seen the two of you making goo-goo eyes at each other every time we get together. That's how!"
Marilee pushed forward aggressively, and Lanore could only stumble back. Her neighbor was six feet tall, only an inch shorter than her husband and Gill – a towering beauty with long black hair.
She wore a tight pair of silky black pants that made her long, shapely legs look even more elegant, and a snow-white halter top that hugged her jutting tits.
"Fess up, he did it, didn't he? Al finally got into your pants, he's been wanting to do it since we moved in!" Marilee's voice was close to being a scream.
"Yes, God damn it! Keep your voice down. Gill is trying to sleep!" she said with muted urgency.
"Does he know?" Marilee demanded, not lowering her voice the least little bit.
"Yes, he tanned my ass with his belt last night and finally got it out of me."
"Well, that's not the only tanning your ass is in for." Marilee lunged and grabbed a handful of long blonde hair, whipping Lanore around before she could even make a sound.
She was being pushed forward toward the couch. Lanore tripped over the coffee table, lunged forward and hit her head against the wall. Marilee came right along with her, still yanking hard on her long hair.
"Al kept mumbling something about hand cuffs," the black-haired beauty said. "Where are they?"
"Ungh, damn it, stop pulling my hair! They were on the coffee table until you pushed me over it. I was getting Gill's things together for work this afternoon."
"Yes, here they are!" Marilee held Lanore's golden hair in a twisted, vise-like grip with one hand while she groped around with the other. "Be glad I didn't find his gun first, because I might have blown those brains out!"
Marilee was much stronger than Lanore. She pushed the struggling blonde face down on the couch and wrenched both arms behind her. She snapped the cuffs on with startling east and locked them tight.
"What are you going to do?" Lanore gasped weakly.
Her neighbor laughed coldly and yanked off Lanore's blonde hair again, flipping her onto her back and spreading the front of her filmy black covering. "Now, first I'm going to suck all the cum that Al couldn't give to me last night."
"Gill fucked me three or four times after that. There won't be anything left from what Al did," Lanore moaned.
"So much the better. Gill's cum might taste better to me. I've always wanted to fuck him, but he was so blindly devoted to you."
"Yes, I know," Lanore moaned. She had never thought that others might share her restless desires.
Marilee was bending over Lanore's blonde furred pussy slit, anxiously slathering her tongue over tightly drawn lips. Lanore's eyes widened in disbelief. "You're a lesbian!" she cried. "No wonder Al was so anxious to fuck me. You can't satisfy a man!"
"No, that's not it. I've never had any complaints from either sex." Marilee chuckled and kissed Lanore's cunt. "Men are still my biggest thing, but you can't work a chorus line for five years with fifty of the world's most beautiful women and not acquire some taste for cunt!"
Lanore's neighbor burrowed into her crotch, probing and thrusting with a tongue that shocked her more than the sting of Gill's belt. The ravenous raven-haired witch parted her cunt lips deftly and circled Lanore's cunt.
Lanore hated the idea of having sex with another woman, but Marilee was an expert cunt sucker. She did quick and clever things that Gill had never thought of. She brought Lanore to a climax before the blonde could even catch her breath.
Then she did it another way, thrusting and wiggling her tongue deep into the blonde's slit, then drawing back to sweep around her cunt between strokes. The silky magic of Marilee's tongue made Lanore buck and writhe despite the pain of her cuffed wrists.
Lanore climaxed again. She hated being under the control of another woman and made to enjoy it.
While Lanore's body still quaked with the shuddering spasms of her second lesbian climax, Marilee stood up and untied her halter top to bare her tits. Then she pulled down her [missing text].
Marilee's cunt hair was a narrow wedge of coal black that dipped between her long legs. Dense and thick, the dark muff completely concealed her pussy slit. "This time you're going to suck my cunt while I eat yours!"
"No, I don't want to!" Lanore made an awful face. "I don't want to touch another woman that way."
"And I didn't want another woman fucking my man!" Marilee said. "You're so damn hot for Al's cock, maybe you can get a taste of it in my pussy. He fucked me this morning just before he left for work."
Lanore moaned, wincing in disgust.
Marilee was straddling Lanore's head, facing her feet, bending down to eat pussy again.
"Dig your tongue into me," Marilee said. "Wiggle my cunt out and suck on it like this!"
"Aaaaggghhh!" Lanore gasped. Marilee was sucking on her clit, lashing with her tongue and nibbling softly with her teeth. The sensations of lewd pleasure were almost more than she could stand.
The blonde probed timidly with her tongue, slowly parting Marilee's busy black-furred cunt. Her eyes watered from the pungent odor of female musk. Her lips and tongue cringed when stung by the bitter-sweet tang of fuck honey.
In the softly furred lips of Marilee's slender cunt slit, Lanore found something that shocked her even more – a cunt much larger than her own. It was as big around as her thumb tip and over an inch long.
Marilee's fascinating bundle of tender nerve ends swelled and throbbed as soon as it was touched. It reminded Lanore of a small cock, swelling and throbbing in response to her reluctant tongue caresses.
"Don't just tease it," Marilee said sharply. "Suck it hard. Whirl it with your tongue! Make me cum with you!"
"Ungh," Lanore moaned, detesting the idea even though the size and pulsing vigor of Marilee's cunt was strangely intriguing. She circled her lips and pulled, stroking her tongue around, the cunt.
More tangy honey from Marilee's spread cunt flowed and dripped as her excitement increased. Lanore felt the warm, creamy drops on her cheek and her chin. She had never realized how wet and strong a horny woman's cunt can be.
Lanore spread Marilee's slender cunt lips and wiggled her tongue in with trepidation. The taste was stronger inside, the aroma more pungent. And Lanore could feel the briny slickness of cum rolled up by Marilee's anxious actions.
"Fuck me with your tongue. Like this…"
"Hhhooa!" Lanore gasped, arching her back, partly in joy and partly to relieve the pressure on her cuffed wrists. Marilee's tongue was fucking in and out of Lanore, and Marilee reached back to feel the blonde's lush tits.
"You've got a great body!" Marilee said, coming up for a breath of air. "I'm not surprised that Al wanted to fuck you, but I'm still pissed!" She went back to Lanore's cunt.
Lanore's breath came in ragged gasps, muffled by the cunt spread over her sensuous lips. She attacked Marilee's pussy with a fevered hunger as her own passions swelled toward another lewd crest.
Sex with a woman's wasn't so bad after all, Lanore decided. Marilee pumped her hips up and down, thrusting her cunt forward and drawing it back. Lanore clung to Marilee's bulging nub and caressed it with swipes of her tongue.
They both gasped sounds of joy. Their bodies tensed, writhing and twisting with delight. Wet gurgles came from their warm lips. Tongues raced back and forth and made slobbering sounds as lust churned more damp fuck honey and cum from their cunts.
Gill awoke yawning in the bedroom at the back of the house, uncertain of what had disturbed him. Then he heard Lanore's voice. She babbled muted cries of excitement, her voice straining as her pleasure increased.
His gut clenched into a knot. He thought she was fucking again, or maybe sucking some man's cock. But then he heard Marilee's joyous squeals. As their mutual climaxes soared to a peak, both of them screamed.
A grin curved his taut lips. Lanore had kept her promise. She hadn't just gotten Marilee in to the house, she'd also gotten into her pants. They were back at it again, licking and sucking their way to another all-female orgasm.
Gill slid out of bed and walked naked toward the closet, his flaccid cock already starting to swell. He found it exciting to hear the two women eating each other's cunt. And, by the way Marilee was gasping in ecstasy, he knew that she would be wet and ripe for fucking by the time he got there.
He took out tie pair of handcuffs from his spare duty belt and started down the hall. Lanore and Marilee were too absorbed in their own pleasures to notice when he entered the living room. Gill stood by the door for a moment and just watched.
Marilee's long black hair gleamed and swirled as her head bobbed up and down. He couldn't see her face because that was smothered in his wife's wet cunt, but Gill could hear the happy slurping sounds she made. His cock twitched and stirred, puffing itself half erect.
Marilee's slim, shapely ass bobbed up when her head went down. A fringe of her black cunt hair ran back almost to her shithole. That puckered rim was seething with motion, and Gill recalled the lewd pleasure of fucking his wife's ass for the first time last night. His cock strained fully hard and began to throb.
He approached them quietly, sniffing the scent of two heated cunts. Gill loved to suck and eat pussy, but he liked watching the two women do it almost as much. He stood watching, only a foot away.
All he could see of Lanore's head was her fan of golden hair. That swayed and gleamed brightly as she rocked her head up and down. Then both women tensed and began to shudder.
Marilee threw her head back and let out a lewd cry of delight, pressing her cunt down hard on Lanore's face. "Good, you little bitch! Aaahhh, that's the best you've given me yet!" She twisted and squirmed with shoulders thrown back, writhing in rapture.
As her voice pitched into a scream, Gill reached out and took hold of her left arm. Marilee was so entranced that she hardly noticed when he drew her back. Then he caught her right arm and drew them together. She moaned a questioning sound, but her eyes were clenched shut in blind delight.
Gill slapped the cuffs on her with hands deft from lots of practice. Marilee reacted then, but it was too late. She felt the firm, cold jaws click shut around, her wrists.
She wrenched her arms under the long fall of coal black hair and screamed hysterically, "Lanore, how did you get out of the cuffs and put them on me?"
He stepped forward then and said, "She didn't. I've got two pairs. And two pussies now!"
"You son of a bitch! Take them off of me this instant!" Marilee leaped off the couch, graceful and quick considering that her wrists were steel-bound in an awkward position behind her back.
"Not yet, Marilee. We have a little score to settle."
"I do, you mean! Your slut wife seduced my husband!" The towering beauty wrenched her arms again, helpless, frustrated and raging.
"And your horny husband was only too happy to give in," Gill replied with a twisted grin. "I guess he's been wanting to fuck her as much as I've been wanting to fuck you."
Marilee backed away from him, around the upset coffee table and into the middle of the living room.
Gill came after her, his hardened cock twitching wildly. Marilee's face paled into a stricken look. She backed up again, eyes flared wide in panic. Gill came forward confidently.
Marilee launched a vicious kick at his balls. Training as a dancer made her dangerously quick, but Gill leaped back and turned. Her spike heel hit his thigh and drew blood. "Ungh," he grunted, more surprised than hurt.
"I haven't done a high kicking routine in years," she said, "but if you come another step closer, you're going to find the heel of my shoe where your front teeth used to be."
He circled her warily, Lanore sat up and watched, her blue eyes shifting between them, intrigued and excited by a contest unlike anything she'd ever seen before.
Watching Gill subdue their proud neighbor would be as exciting as watching him fuck her. And Lanore had no doubt that Gill would do both. But then Marilee surprised them.