Sandy stared in amazement at the tall, beautiful woman who was striding into the living room. She was so surprised to see a stranger, that she forgot for a moment that she, and Jeff and Harry were all stark naked. As she continued to scrutinize the lovely stranger, she realized that her face seemed familiar, and then, Sandy stifled a gasp as she realized who she was.
“M-Mrs. Green… “ she whispered involuntarily.
“You poor girl!” Ann clucked, moving over towards where Sandy was lying. For a moment, Sandy was afraid that the older woman was going to strike her, but to her surprise, she found herself being enveloped in her arms, and pressed close to her warm, feminine breast. Sandy was too surprised to raise any objection, and she found, with astonishment, that it actually felt good, being cradled lovingly like that, very safe and secure. The two men were staring aghast at Ann, Harry discomfited, his face beet red, Jeff casual and smiling.
“Well, honey, how did you get here?” he asked at last, with that curious smile still playing about his lips.
“Never mind that!” Ann snapped, her eyes glowering. “You two ought to be ashamed of yourselves, treating the poor innocent girl like that!”
“She didn’t seem to mind it,” Jeff laughed, “in fact, I’d say she rather enjoyed it!”
Ann knew that Sandy was really none the worse for wear, but she knew that Harry’s wife was very young and inexperienced, and her heart went out to her..She could sense that there was a knot of fear convulsing her deep down, that she herself probably didn’t even know about. It was obvious that Harry and Sandy had patched up, and she was glad of this, she thought, as she stroked the younger woman’s sleek blonde hair. Ann had sensed that there was something wrong with Harry when he left her so early, obviously agitated, and with her long knowledge of young married men, intuitively hit on the truth. Knowing that her husband, Jeff was already with Sandy, Ann had decided that she’d better drive over and straighten. things out, if need be.
But she admitted to herself, with a chuckle, that her motives weren’t all altruistic. She knew Jeff well and knew that he would be able to turn the scene to his advantage, and the jealous thought of her husband having all that fun by himself cinched the decision and urged her to take action. Now she was glad that Sandy apparently appreciated her presence. She really was a beautiful girl, she mused, entirely without rancor, observing the smooth gold of her chiseled features, the sculpted lines of her slender young body. She could see what had made Jeff so mad to get her, and could forgive him his headstrong action in this case. The thing that surprised her was that Harry could have shown any interest in anyone other than this lovely young creature. But she realized, as he had confessed in the beginning, that they were having marital problems, and she knew now that they were straightened out, thanks to Jeff.
Harry was staring at her in open-mouthed amazement and she stifled a laugh.
“Don’t worry, Harry,” she soothed, “I’m not going to harm your lovely wife… it’s just that she needs a woman’s comfort now!”
That’s right, Sandy thought dreamily, that’s what I need, and she raised no objection when she felt Ann’s face nearing hers, and felt the touch of her light warm lips on her own mouth.
Ann was kissing her, and she didn’t mind. In fact, she liked the other woman’s kiss… there was something sweet and undemanding and relaxing about it, after the avaricious demands of the men. Amazingly, she found herself responding, parting her lips, and allowing the older woman to slip her tongue inside. It felt good, she thought happily, I like it! A shiver rippled through her at the sudden touch of Jeff’s wife’s hands moving down her throat, coming to rest on the firm naked globes of her breasts. Her long slender fingers were brushing electrically against the hardening nipples, caressing them ever so lightly, and Sandy moaned almost inaudibly, aware of strange new feelings cascading through her. Ann’s fingers were feather soft, like velvet as they stroked the sensitive areolas, tweaked the buds of her nipples, nearly turgid again, brushed along the tender flesh of her flanks. 0h good God, how good it felt… so light, so soothing…
Jeff was staring bemusedly at the scene, not surprised at his wife’s behavior, and still captivated by his lovely protege. The wild three-way fuck had really titillated him, and captured his imagination, and he felt a sort of pride in how well Sandy had responded to the call of sensual delight. He was somewhat surprised to find himself still enraptured by her gorgeous antelope-like body, and found himself drawing near and nearer to where the two women were kissing and fondling each other.
Of their own volition, Sandy’s hands had reached up and unbuttoned the older woman’s blouse… they were searching inside her bra… withdrawing the full mounds of her cream-white breasts. She wanted to show Ann how much she appreciated her kind caresses, her exhilarating kiss… she wanted to let Julie feel the wonderful sensuality of female hands on her breasts, just like she herself was feeling them. She found the soft flaccid flesh and ran her fingertips along the smooth surface, searching deeper until she found the hard berries of her nipples, awakening eagerly at her touch. They felt firm and resilient, and new thrills excited Sandy as she continued to stroke and massage Ann’s full, ivory globes…
Harry stared uncomprehendingly at his wife, his eyes blinking in disbelief. He couldn’t believe, at first, that she had actually accepted the other woman’s kisses and caresses, but now, what was even more astounding, was the fact that she was willingly stroking Ann’s breasts, obviously enthralled by the whole idea. He was conscious of a feeling of deflation almost, at the knowledge that there was obviously a side of his wife that he didn’t know about… a side which Jeff must have uncovered… which he, her husband was unable to do. Peeved as he might be over that, he had to admit that he was glad it was uncovered, no matter what the reason, and he could scarcely believe that this lovely exotic creature was his wife. She had amazed him by responding to his cruel, bad-tempered fucking, and he had been flabbergasted when she had accepted Jeff at the same time, finally reaching a climax from the two way fuck. Now she was revealing another side of her personality, and Harry felt a strange lurid thrill of excitement as he watched the unusual scene, conscious of a rising force of lust.
Sandy was cocooned in bliss, enraptured by the new sensations she was feeling, carried away by the seductive charms of the older woman. She was oblivious to the two men who had taken her so forcefully a few minutes before, so she was somewhat shaken when she felt her thighs being gently spread apart.
She stifled a gasp of surprise, when glancing down she saw that Jeff was hovering between her knees, and she vaguely, in her all-female euphoria, wondered what he was doing. In the back of her mind, she felt that she wanted to be left alone, left to enjoy Ann’s soft, feminine embraces, but at the same time…
She drew in her breath quickly when she felt the hard familiar nudging of a thick, again hardened cock at her tender vaginal flesh, still tingling and wet from her husband’s flooding semen. Jeff’s turgid cock was urgent and insistent and Sharon flinched from the enticing contact. His hands were crawling over her thighs, twisting her pelvis around so that she felt his breath hot and moist on her smooth- silky buttocks. She couldn’t suppress a moan of disappointment as he began to urge her upwards, coaxing her to her knees, and she knew a shudder of fear as she felt the touch of his desire-hardened member against her tender flesh. She trembled, clinging to Ann as Jeff guided the hotly pulsating head towards the thin, vertical mouth of her vagina, positioning it at the tingling entrance to her body.
His hands reached out and clutched voraciously at her thighs, steadying her in place, and then with a grunt, he heaved forward, and the smooth rubbery tip penetrated the outer folds of her warmly quivering pussy, slicing wetly through the thin softly curling tendrils of pussy hair and on into the openly receptive vaginal walls beyond.
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh… uuuggghhhnnnnn…” Sandy sighed as she felt the urgent penetration, felt the heavy, blood-bloated member surge through her heated vaginal sheath, plunge onward until it came into titillating contact with the mouth of her womb.
‘‘Oooooooohhhhhh… mmmmmmmmnnnn…” she gasped as Jeff flexed the hardened rod of flesh deep up inside her, and her throbbing interior muscles responded with a fluttering quiver. Her cuntal sheath throbbed around and closed in like a velvet glove on his deeply imbedded cock, trapping it up inside her eager depths, teasing it to swell into even thicker proportions.
Sandy’s head was fuzzy and she couldn’t think straight. Her senses were dimmed from the curious combination of being kissed and fondled by Ann while Ann’s husband fucked her from the rear, dog fashion. Jeff slowly began to withdraw, his hard, swollen cock pulling slowly out and Sandy found her cuntal sinews contracting, eager to keep the welcome fullness of it inside her. But he rammed forward again, almost lifting Sandy up off her knees from the force of his lunge, burying his hardness deep up inside her, feeling the cheeks of her smoothly rounded buttocks flattening back against his stomach. He closed his eyes, engrossed in the ecstasy of the act, his fingers clutching at her velvety flesh, exalting in the soft womanliness of her voluptuously curved young body.
Harry stared in mounting astonishment at the scene. Ann and Jeff Green had taken over his wife, leaving him on the sidelines. He was dumbfounded at Jeff, pulling his, Harry’s wife, to her knees casually and then with equal ease, fucking into her from the rear, while his own wife continued to kiss and caress her from the front.
He became aware of his own growing desire by the clamoring in his distended cock… it had risen to full erection as he watched the two girls, and now a feeling of being left out combined with frustrated anger and lust as he watched Jeff’s casual approach to his wife. With an angry growl, he moved towards the trio, roughly shouldering Ann aside in his blind outburst. Ann smiled to herself, not surprised by his behavior, and allowed him to position himself beside his wife.
Sandy was astonished by what was happening, and she suffered a pang of disappointment when she felt Ann’s warm hands being torn away from her eager breasts.
“Sandy… Sandy…”
Sandy opened her eyes to see her young husband lying beside her, his huge prick bobbing before him, held aloft between his thumb and forefinger.
"Harry…" she mumbled dumbly, her eyes dropping to his livid erection, her face already flushed with the pleasure from Jeff’s screwing.
“I want you to suck my cock…” her husband rasped hoarsely, his eyes wild with lust, “suck it in your mouth… just like you did Jeff’s…”
A quiver of fear convulsed Sandy as she remembered how Harry had burst in and caught her having sucked Jeff to completion and she wondered if he wasn’t just throwing her infidelity back at her. But it was obvious, from the desire evident in his face and his pleading voice that he wasn’t, and she glanced again at the huge tumescence of his cock.
Yes, yes, I’d like to suck it… just like I sucked Jeff’s … I’d like to taste my husband’s cum … know the feel of it in my mouth… then I’d really have gone all the way …
As if in a trance, her hands reached out for the long, blood-engorged shaft, her fingertips grazing along the burning surface. Harry sighed from the coolness of her touch, and Sandy could feel it pulsating easily in her hand. She gently rotated it between her fingers and her palms, eliciting moans of passion from her tongue and licked it along the throbbing length, feeling the pounding heat of it under her teasing organ. Her hand steadied it at the base, circling it with thumb and forefinger, deep down among the curly wisps, and with almost torturous slowness, guided it towards her waiting lips.
Harry jerked back as if stung from the sudden contact between her soft, moist lips and his hot, fiery prick, and moaned as he felt her mouth grasp it eagerly, felt the gentle pressure of her teeth on the webbed underside, felt her tongue dab tentatively at the pounding granite-hard head.
“Oh God, Sandy, that’s it…” he moaned through clenched teeth, as his fingers tangled in her hair and he pushed her face down onto his jerking member. Sandy trembled from the sensation of having her mouth filled at last with her own husband’s passion-hardened cock, inhaling the strong male odor of him, tasting the living warmth of his masculinity with her aroused lips. Joyfully, she began to lick and suck at it, swirling and laying with her flowing salival juices, dipping her tongue into the tiny glans opening at the tip. Her hand dropped from the wiry base and began to massage the squirming sac of his balls, churning the roiling sperm into tumultuous activity. Her eyes closed in ecstasy as she gave herself up to sucking her husband’s penis while Jeff screwed into her from behind in long, hard, even strokes.
Ann observed the strange trio with growing desire. Her hands crept surreptitiously to her naked breasts, cold and lonely now that Sandy’s slender fingers weren’t caressing them. She felt their palpitating warmth, and was aware of a surge of excitement rippling through her. Eagerly, she stripped away her skirt, and eased down her panties, revelling in the freedom of being nude. Determined now not to be left out, she moved over to where her husband and the Pitts were engrossed in their three-way act.
Completely aroused now, she positioned herself on the floor beside Harry, spreading her legs wide, offering him the tempting opening of her heated pussy.
Harry was startled by this new development and stared unblinkingly at the moist pinkness of her lusciously gleaming vaginal furrow, provocatively displayed for his benefit. His hardened penis was on fire and felt as if it was expanding by the second in Sandy’s warm, caressing mouth, and his body was convulsed with delicious quivers of pleasure. The nearness of Ann, now, aroused him even more, and without further thought, he lowered his head and drank in the intoxicating odor of her femininity. He lashed out with his tongue and swept it along the throbbing vaginal slit, his hands tightening on her thighs, pulling her closer to him. His tongue agilely dipped into her soft, hair-fringed folds and crevices, drawing out her heated female juices, searching the creases and crevices of her openly presented cunt. She was moaning freely, already impassioned, her body squirming against the rug, her knees drawn up, her own hands kneading furiously at her excitedly palpitating breasts.
He dabbed with his tongue at the writhing hole of her eager little pussy, teasing it gently, before stiffening forcibly and then ramming headlong into the hungrily accepting orifice.
“Oooooohhhhhhh… aaaaahhhhhh…” Ann moaned ecstatically, her tongue running along her dry parched lips, her face a mask of contorted lust. She was grinding her crotch against Harry’s mouth, her passion dripping cunt flowering open to rim his nose and mouth and draw his tongue farther into her churning depths.
Sandy was aware of the movement as she continued to enclose her husband’s warm, pulsing cock in her mouth and for a second, assumed that Harry was just shifting position. But Ann’s loud moan of pleasure assailed her ears, and opening her eyes she choked back a gasp when she saw that her husband was licking Jeff’s wife’s cunt. She felt a twinge of jealousy when she recalled that Ann was her husband’s mistress, but it was forgotten in the surges of delight which continually rippled through her body. She could see the smooth wet pinkness of the older woman’s hungrily throbbing pussy, she could see the petal-shaped opening contracting wetly around her husband’s tongue, see the visibly pulsating head of her aroused clitoris.
Her own pleasure was rising by the second as her body thrust back against Jeff’s raging penis and she timed her own delirious tonguing with his passionate rhythm. She felt a new growing excitement at the thought of the lascivious four-way event she was involved in. She derived a lurid thrill from the thought that she was being fucked from the rear by another man, while she sucked her husband’s cock, while he in turn kissed and licked the other man’s wife’s pussy. She had never in her wildest dreams imagined that she would be involved in anything resembling this, and yet, here she was, enjoying it like crazy, satisfying and being satisfied, her body a volcano of fiery sensations. She could feel the pressure for release mounting steadily in her body and knew that she couldn’t hold out much longer. She wanted the wild act to last for as long as possible, but the end was in sight for her, and for the others, too, she knew. She could tell by the quickening tempo of their furious sucking and fucking and licking, and her pulsebeat throbbed in hedonistic anticipation.
Jeff was the first to cum, gasping and grunting like a bull, his pile-driving prick pistoning into her vagina with dynamic, buttock whacking strokes, nearly knocking her off balance.
“Hump your ass back… Move… Aaaaaarrrggggggg…” he yelled out, his body shaken like a puppet as torrents of pleasure washed over him, making his cries incoherent, drowned out in the cacophony of the wetly sluicing fucking sounds that reverberated in the room. He battered brutally against her buttocks, and with amazing suddenness, Sandy felt her whole body go tense and knew that the moment had come for her.
She groaned and cried out but her sighs were muffled, around Harry’s wildly jerking cock, as she twitched and churned in delirious release.
Her body quivered and shook and was jolted by exquisite flashes of fiery heat, leaving her breathless and excited. Through the daze of her own cumming, she was aware of a tautness in Harry’s body, and then her mouth was filled to overflowing with a hot lava of heated white liquid which gushed unchecked into her choking throat, flooding her completely, making her gulp greedily in a futile effort to swallow it all. She wanted to take every drop of it, this, her husband’s sperm which she was tasting for the first time, but some of it managed to trickle lewdly down the corners of her mouth to her chin. Still the flood continued, as never ending as the flood which poured into her vaginal sheath and belly from behind from the unsatiable Jeff, and she felt the two liquids commingling hotly once more in the depths of her hungrily welcoming stomach. From far, far away, she heard Ann’s cries of tumultuous orgasm.
“Ooohhhh! Oooohhh! Ooooohh!” she sobbed wildly, “I’m there! I’m… I’m… Aaaaaagggghhhhh…” And she was cumming too, grinding her greedily gushing pussy against Harry’s cunt mashed lips and nose, releasing a mist of warm, female moisture onto his perspiring face.
It seemed to Sandy that the four of them experienced one long orgasm which started with Jeff and worked its way along the lascivious serpent to Ann, ending there. At last, it was quiet, the air sounding only with the heavy breathing and deep satiated sighs of the two couples as they clung lovingly to each other in perfect contentment.