Although Alistair McPherson came into Leona's life very suddenly, the affair with him lasted much longer than she expected. At the end of that first wild afternoon of sex in his office, McPherson made Leona promise to return a week later. He said she still had "problems to work out". She knew better, of course. McPherson was interested in fucking, and not much else. Leona thought about it most of the week, and finally she decided to go back. Visiting McPherson's office once a week would be a perfectly discreet way to have an affair, and McPherson seemed fully capable of giving her the sexual relief she wanted. She felt that between her husband and McPherson, whatever sexual tensions she had would be adequately drained.
McPherson's fucking was deliciously exciting. Leona never knew what to expect when she visited his office each Wednesday after noon. He had kinky tastes and lewd preferences. She was sometimes puzzled by them, but always turned on. She now had orgasms with his cock in her pussy – provided she had a finger working her clit – but she still liked ass-fucking best of all. McPherson was an expert at it. She loved the feel of him fucking her ass. She loved his hard fat cock forcing its way into her tight little hole. She thrilled each time he dumped his load of hot jism in her bowels. She discovered she liked ass-fucking even when it was brutal and deep. She even liked the pain at the moment of penetration. At the finale, she always seemed to come endlessly, her mind and body reeling through a series of marvelously shattering orgasms.
One day McPherson told her that if she wanted to make him happy she ought to wear a garter belt and stockings instead of pantyhose.
"Pantyhose were invented by a fool and should be worn by nuns!" he growled.
When Leona arrived the following week dressed as he wished, she was pleased to see the lust in his eyes.
"This time we'll do whatever you want," he said. "What would you like?"
She thought a moment and then smiled shyly. "Tie me up and fuck my ass," she said.
McPherson chuckled. "Are you sure? That doesn't do much for your problem, you know."
"Of course, I'm sure," Leona said. "That's what I want."
She decided to turn him on and get his motor running. Slipping off her panties, she held her dress bunched up at her waist. The dark stockings and black garter belt sensuously framed the dark hair of her pussy. Enjoying the effect she was having on him, she turned and showed him her ass.
"You're a juicy piece!" he bellowed. "A real hot fuck!"
"Where do you want me?" she purred.
"On the couch," he said. "Just kneel on the cushion and get that gorgeous ass in the air! I'll rope you up like a calf so you won't be able to move a muscle!"
She climbed onto the leather sofa and knelt on the edge, parting her thighs and pushing her, plump ass out. McPherson hauled yards of clothesline out of a drawer and proceeded to tie her up so securely that she was very completely immobilized. Moving behind her, he spread open her hot asscheeks, lowered his head and pressed his face into the damp crack of her ass. She knelt silently, her head down, her back arched, as he kissed and licked her asshole. She shivered as she felt his tongue press into the opening to wet her down as much as possible.
Now McPherson straightened up and fondled the smooth white globes of her asscheeks. "Would you like some grease?"
Sometimes she needed cream or Vaseline. This wasn't one of those times. Her ass felt as big and open as a cunt. "No," she said. "Just get started."
A moment later, she felt the fat knob of his cock moving between her spread asscheeks to press against her asshole.
You've come a long way, Leona, she thought. A year ago she'd have fainted at the mere idea of ass-fucking.
The pressure of his cock-head gradually built up until it became an ache. The ache turned to pain and suddenly erupted into sharp agony as the broad head of his cock popped in to her tight hole. Pushing ahead relentlessly, he drove his thick cock into the dark heat of her meaty ass.
"Oh, God!" she groaned. She gritted her teeth and held her breath as he completed the penetration. McPherson was not the first man to fuck her ass, but for some reason his cock always hurt more than the others. The pain had been an agony the first time he'd done it, but now she was used to it and even welcomed it. She knew that afterward the organ would be tremendous.
McPherson's thick cock pushed into the hot rubbery tube of her ass until his crotch-hair pressed against her satin-smooth asscheeks and his dangling, wrinkled ball-bag tickled her pouting cunt-lips. Then there came the first painful withdrawal, the tender membrane lining the inside of her asshole clinging to the meat of his cock as he drew back for the next thrust.
The tight tube of Leona's shit-hole gradually lubricated until McPherson was able to fuck her ass almost as easily and as fast as a cunt. From then on, the pain was gone and there was nothing but excruciating pleasure.
McPherson held her full hips and Leona rocked with him. She pressed back each time to get his hard cock deep into her hot ass.
"Christ you've got a tight butt!" he groaned. "I could fuck this delicious hole for a week!"
"I don't think I could stand that!" Leona gasped. "You'd kill me for sure!"
He gave out a lusty laugh. His hands moved to her tits and he teased and stroked her long rubbery nipples. He massaged the soft flesh of her belly. Probing between her fleshy thighs, he found the fat nub of her swollen clit and pinched and pulled until the deep sensation in her crotch mushroomed out to suffuse her sweating body.
Now his turgid cock rode smoothly in the heat of her ass, his hands under her, one hand stroking her soft belly, the other hand masturbating her stiff protruding clit. She rode with him, rocking back on her knees as he moved masterfully into her. She felt the throbbing of his thick cock and speeded up her movements to make him fuck harder.
"Now!" she cried. "Shoot it into me! Give it to me!"
His rampant cock buried to the root between her asscheeks, he suddenly bellowed out a roar and released the hot enema of his jism deep into the wet heat of her bowels. Shock waves of ecstasy tore through her body as she felt his cock pulsing in her ass. Thick jets of hot jism squirted up her shit-hole as her finger frantically rubbed her spasming clit. The ecstasy mounted until she finally fell forward onto her face, shuddering with pleasure and exhaustion.
McPherson cleaned up his cock, lit a cigar, and offered her a drink. "I want you to meet my wife," he said. "It's time for a little party."
Maude McPherson was a tall blonde woman of forty. Her fine-boned, face was smooth-skinned except for a few lines at the corners of her hazel eyes. She was elegant and beautiful and she kept her nose in the air.
"So glad to meet you," she said.
Leona was unsure of herself. McPherson had told her his wife's bark was worse than her bite, but after Leona met Mrs. McPherson she wondered if she ought to find some excuse to leave. At the end of an hour, however, Leona felt better. Maude drank a great deal of wine and she gradually warmed up.
They were seated in the large, sun-filled McPherson living room talking about the escapades of a well-known movie star, when Maude smiled casually at Leona and said: "Alistair tells me you're a lovely fuck."
Leona blushed. "Oh, Christ!" she said softly.
"Don't be upset," Maude chuckled. "I know all about it, darling, every little detail. I don't mind Alistair having his fun with you. And this afternoon we'll all get to know each other much better, won't we?"
McPherson pulled his beard with one hand and held up his drink with the other. "It's time!" he boomed. "Let's unveil the goodies!"
"No, not yet," Maude said. "You promised you'd let me direct this."
"What then?"
"Her dress is so pretty, I'd like to see her do something with her clothes on. Maybe she ought to suck you. Yes, why not that? She has a sexy mouth."
Leona shivered. They were treating her like an object, a body to be used for their pleasure. She was experienced enough now not to be surprised by the effect it had on her. The simple fact was that the idea of being used like this turned her on.
"Okay," McPherson said. "Let's get on with it. Leona?"
The knowledge that Maude would be there watching everything made Leona tremble with excitement. She knelt down on the rug between McPherson's opened legs. Unzipping his pants, she searched for his cock and brought it out of his fly. It dangled there like a fat, blue-veined sausage. She kissed the rapidly swelling head with a feathery touch, and then wrapped her lips around the meaty shaft. His cock was hardening now, growing long and thick, swelling up to its full strength, the fleshy pole rising up out of his crotch vibrating with impatience. She blew her warm breath on it to excite him. A sigh of pleasure escaped his lips and he leaned back with a groan.
"Get his balls out!" Maude said.
Leona slipped, her fingers into his open fly and carefully scooped out McPherson's heavy, hairy balls. She raised up the wrinkled sac and tickled the sensitive skin underneath it. She gazed at his throbbing cock and licked her lips. It was hard to imagine that not too long ago the idea of sucking a cock had revolted her. She wondered if Maude ever sucked her husband's cock. The image of Maude's elegant mouth stuffed with McPherson's pulsating cock-meat was exciting.
Parting her lips, Leona captured the bloated head of McPherson's cock and drew it into her warm mouth. Her tongue slurped down the underside of his shaft. She positioned herself between his open thighs and made ready to exhibit her talents.
"Don't move," Maude said suddenly. "Let me have a look at this." She perched on the arm of McPherson's chair and gazed down at the junction of Leona's mouth and her husband's cock.
Keeping his cock in her mouth, Leona raised her eyes and looked at Maude. The older woman smiled and reached down to run her finger tips over the stretched contour of Leona's lips.
"You do have a sexy mouth," Maude said. "It's even nicer this way. He's just about the right size for you, isn't he, dear? But you have to be careful with Alistair he has a tendency to run away with himself. Go on, darling, give him a good suck."
Leona could feel the warm juice oozing out of her cunt to wet her nylon panties. She began sucking McPherson's throbbing cock. She started slowly and sensually, making her mouth wet and loose, and then at intervals tightening up and applying strong suction. Her fingers rolled his large balls and tugged on the wrinkled skin that covered them.
"Delicious!" Maude exclaimed. "Is your pussy dripping, darling? I bet it is. Your mouth looks just like a pussy now. It's lovely!"
McPherson groaned and tried to push his cock deeper into Leona's mouth. He leaned forward and ran his hands over her neck and the back of her head. He reached under to massage her tits through the thin material of her dress and bra, his thumbs causing her nipples to harden and tingle.
"Sit back and relax, Alistair," Maude said. "Give the poor girl a chance. Maybe you ought to get some of your clothes off."
Leona helped McPherson get rid of his shoes, socks, pants and shorts. Leaning back again, McPherson slipped his ass forward and offered his crotch. She took his cock in her mouth once more and began bobbing her head. His swollen prick now stretched her mouth, forcing her lips into a tight ring. She rubbed the soft palate at the roof of her mouth back and forth over his hot spongy cock-head. He had a tasty cock and she always enjoyed sucking it. Sometimes she thought she'd like to suck it for hours. It was really kinky to be sucking a man's cock while his wife sat there and watched it all. She plunged her mouth firmly down the length of his shaft until his cock-head jabbed at the back of her throat. Then she felt Maude's hand stroking her neck.
"Lovely!" Maude crooned. "You've almost taken all of him!"
Leona slipped her mouth off McPherson's cock and gave his satin-skinned cock-tip a nip with her lips. She held his saliva-coated shaft and gently pumped the silky skin up and down the hard cylinder of fuck-muscle. His cock throbbed under her fingers and she could see the fluid oozing out of the slit.
"He's leaking!" Maude chuckled. "How nice!" She leaned over and took hold of her husband's balls, lifting them and testing their weight. "You're full, Alistair. I suppose you'd like to come. But we're doing things my way, aren't we?"
"Yes!" McPherson croaked. "But let her keep sucking, damn it!"
Maude giggled softly. "Of course, darling. But promise you won't come in her mouth. I don't want that. I want to watch you fuck her. Do you promise?"
"I promise!" McPherson hissed impatiently.
She patted his cheek and turned to Leona. "Just a little more sucking, darling. I know you're dying to have it, but we'll wait, won't we? Try doing his balls, or maybe even lower down. Have you ever had your tongue in his ass? I'd like to see that. You don't mind, do you?"
"No," Leona said. She was sorry now that Maude was there. If she had McPherson alone they'd be fucking by now. Her glance rested briefly on the pouting thrust of Maude's small breasts. Maude chuckled when she saw the focus of Leona's interest, and beg fingers began undoing the buttons of her blouse.
"Yes, why not?" Maude said. "I think it's time we were all more comfortable."
McPherson suffered to have his cock abandoned while the women undressed. Intrigued by the revelation of Maude's body, Leona kept her eyes on Maude as she stripped off her clothes.
Removing her skirt, Maude tossed it on a chair. She peeled off her blouse and her small braless tits swung loose, big rose-colored nipples poking rigidly from the girlish white orbs. Leona was fascinated by the contrast between Maude's long, fat nipples and her small breasts.
Maude's eyes raked up and down Leona's nude body and finally came to rest on the brunette's heavy, pear-shaped breasts.
"I'm not a lesbian," Maude smiled, "but you do have luscious tits!"
"And an ever more luscious mouth!" McPherson bellowed. "Enough of this bullshit! Leona, get down here and suck my cock!"
Instead of sucking his cock, this time she sucked his balls. Then she released his ball-bag lathered with her saliva and slithered her tongue underneath to his asshole.
"Oh, fuck, that's good!" McPherson groaned. "Look at her, Maude! Have a good look at what the bitch is doing to me!"
"I'm looking!" Maude hissed. "I have eyes, haven't I?"
Leona drilled her tongue into the puckered, pulsing mouth of McPherson's asshole. Groaning again, McPherson pulled up his legs and tilted up his crotch to give her more room. The clear fluid oozing out of his cock-head dribbled down on Leona's hair. Her tongue reaming his musky shit-hole one last time, she finally pulled her face away and looked at Maude with pleading eyes.
Maude smiled. "Yes," she said. "It's time, Alistair. Take her on the rug. Fuck her from behind. Mount her like a dog, like the dripping bitch she is. Show me her cunt split open by your cock!"
As Leona maneuvered herself, kneeling down on the rug, she felt drops of sweat rolling off her body. Her mind was in a haze. Fingers were soon probing her cunt-hole and asshole, but she had no idea whose they were.
Then she felt the first touch of McPherson's cock-head at the opening of her greedy cunt-mouth, and she no longer cared.