"You mean, your sister wants a good fucking, too?" Matt Dodson asked.
"You don't have to be so crude," Lauren Lohman answered dryly. "She's out in the car. You want her to come in?"
At first this arrangement had been a terrific idea. She had seen it used once in a college play. Girl meets sexy man; they agree to meet at a certain place on a certain date for a day or two of furious fucking; then everybody goes home. And both remain anonymous, using false names; just two married people getting it on the side. But she had never dreamed the guy would be so old. But Matt didn't look fifty-eight, no way! She was now twenty-four. Ridiculous!
But in that little bar at Huntingdon Beach she'd been so attracted to him that she had made the decision, the first pass. Both wore wedding bands, both knew it would be just a fun date. Armed with two martinis, she had let herself be talked into going with him to a motel.
There she had learned what a real man could do for her. She had received a short course in sexual pleasure so fantastically wonderful she'd had trouble believing it. He had climaxed her more than twenty times, and with her thirty-eight-year-old husband Jed she'd been lucky to make it twice before he blew his semen in her.
She had walked around in a daze for days. She had haunted the lounge until he finally showed up again. And after another whole afternoon of almost steady sex they had made the pact. They would meet once a month.
This had been going on for more than a year now. They met in a small cottage he apparently owned down near Laguna Beach. It was off the highway, in a grove of scrub pines, hidden from the traffic. Two bedrooms, two Johns, fairly modern. It appeared he brought his wife here now and then.
"Sure, have her come in," he said, frowning. "But she could blow this whole thing."
" Janni and I have always been very close, Matt. I mean, no secrets of any kind. She won't give it away, honest! You think I'd screw up a wonderful thing like this?"
He grinned, sliding his arms around her waist, and her clit was already stinging. They'd have a whole weekend. He squeezed her ass, cuddled by tight Levi pants. She arched her bra-less tits at his chest, and a sweet hot shudder passed through her whole body. What an animal he was!
"You know you can handle two girls, honey," she breathed. "I told Janni all about you. She goes for sophisticated men, too-and she's prettier than me."
"Impossible," he murmured into her thick blonde hair. His mouth took hers, his right hand went to her boobs, and he gave her the kind of kiss she craved. Lots of tongue and tittie play. He always pressed her boobs or her ass or her pussy when their mouths met-unless they were in public. He was, above all, a gentleman. Finally, their lips came unfastened.
"And don't get the wrong idea about Janni and me-we're not lezzies. Incest is out."
"Did I say a word?" he grinned, opening her shirt and toying expertly with her naked tits. "Noooo. God, that's wonderful!"
He drew back. "Well, bring her in here and lay the ground rules. You're excited about this, aren't you?"
"Yes!"she sighed, shivering. "You see, when she and I were real young we said we would both marry the same guy. We were always getting crushes on the same kid. We were always close. When guys took us out, we told each other everything."
"So you married and it didn't turn out well," he said.
"You should know, honey," she answered. "He still doesn't know shit about sex, and we even have a good business and-"
He put a finger to her lips. "I don't want to know about that. Is Janni married, too?"
"No, she's single. She takes modeling at UCLA. Wait'll you see her, stud!"
"You know what fresh young pussy does to me," he chuckled, back on her titties again. Her nipples were already stiff, her panties were juicy. On several previous dates he had rushed her into the nearest bedroom and stripped her clothes off before they had hardly said 'hello.'
Times like that, when he snugged that big thick cock into her eager, wet cunt, she went off almost instantly. He said it was only a niner, but she knew damn well he had at least ten inches. It was as thick as her wrist. But the real secret 6f his huge success was that he could fuck for just hours and not go off.
He said he had learned how to satisfy a woman somewhere in the Orient. There was even a name for the art, but she could care less about that. His hands and mouth were sheer magic; he seemed to know every tender zone on and in a girl's body.
"I guess I can wait a while," she giggled, moving away to the cottage door. She put her hand out and waved to Janni. Her sister came leggily out of her car, wiggled up the trail, smiling, her cute titties swaying inside her shirt. She was a virgin-very unusual for a foldout-pretty blonde with those long, long model's legs. Let Matt find out for himself!
Janni came breezily inside. She looked at Matt, and the expression on her beautiful face was ex8 actly what Lauren had expected-they always went for the same man.
"Well, Matt, you are something!" Janni said, her eyes flicking to his basket. "Lauren's told me so much, it's like I already know you."
"Good," he smiled. "I'm very lucky. Your sexy sister said you had it, and you do."
"Wow, isn't this something, honey," she giggled, looking at Lauren. "It's finally going to happen!" Lauren laughed. "Yes, and I can hardly wait."
"Well, why don't you two find a bed and get a little, huh?" Janni giggled. "I can tell you're ready, Sis."
Lauren shuddered. God! We've talked a hundred times about sharing a real man. We watch each other masturbate, we've done that for years, having our fun together without touching. But this is gonna be SOMETHING ELSE!
She and her sister had another purpose in being here together-they were determined to find out who he was. Such a distinguished-looking man, with his sophisticated manners, had to be a wheel of some sort. Was he really married, or was that ring just a sham?
And their ultimate purpose was simple: one sister would marry him, the other would live in the same house. This once-a-month stuff was driving Lauren crazy. She wanted him all the time. She was ready to divorce Jed instantly.
True, they had a nice going business, a drugstore. Jed was a druggist, quite successful, but he was a washout in bed. Just how bad he was had not struck home until her first illuminating date with Matt. She simply hadn't lived before.
Matt had put color and verve in her life. She became much happier and more vibrant, and of course Janni, who had an apartment not far from the Lohman home in Anaheim, had seen the change in Lauren instantly. And since they shared everything, they had shared the secret.
"Do you want to watch us, honey?" Lauren asked her sister.
"I'd love to!" Janni bubbled. "That would really turn me on."
"You fox!" Lauren giggled, trembling. "Is it okay with you, Matt?" "Are you kidding?" Matt grinned. "Let's go."
Janni felt a weakness in her legs as she followed Lauren and Matt into the nearest bedroom. The girls hadn't even brought in their travel cases. Lauren was so hot her eyes were glazed, and her unbuttoned shirt revealed where his hands had been playing.
Matt had an enormous lump in his pants. Janni could hardly understand her emotions. Since she was eleven, guys had been trying to make it with her, and while some had been fun and a few had been handsome, not one had made her feel like this. And Matt was almost three times her age!
The girls' father had died young on a construction project, and their mother had remarried about the time the sisters struck out on their own. But this just couldn't be a 'father image' fascination. For her it was mostly what Lauren had said about him, and her sister had told her everything.
Janni was not going to the University this year; she just didn't have the money. So she was working in a big departmentstore at Anaheim, and modeling on the side. She adored being with,her sister as often as possible, but she hated Jed. He looked at her like a piece of meat. He was an asshole.
The sisters still got together for their 'finger fun,' usually at Janni's apartment. It had started when Janni was twelve, after Lauren had caught her playing with herself in the bathtub. From then on they had it 'together,' watching each other, trying to see who could come first.
One rigid rule was followed, however. They never touched each other in a sexual way. Watching was exciting enough. And talking dirty. Anybody who thought 'nice' girls didn't know all the erotic expressions, the fuck words, was up the wrong tree.
Inside the bedroom, Lauren and Matt began tossing clothes. Janni had never seen her sister undress so fast! It was a neat room, with a king-sized bed, connecting bath, and deep blue carpeting. Someone must have cleaned the place recently. As Lauren jerked back the covers, Janni noticed deep blue satin sheets and pillowcases.
Matt had a remarkable build for a man his age. He was well-tanned, and his belly was flat. He had iron-gray hair on his head and around his outfit, and ohhh, what a cock! So cool about it all, too. Assured, smooth. Lauren slid down on the bed, pushed a pillow 11 beneath her pretty ass, angled her legs away out and writhed her hips. Her pussy was juiced and puffy, and she was giggling like a schoolgirl. Matt climbed on the bed, resting on his knees between her thighs, and started caressing her legs and ass.
It was almost like Janni was not even in the room. They were totally absorbed in their preparations, and since the sisters had seen each other naked hundreds of times, Lauren showed no embarrassment. Surely he had been with two girls before; women had been chasing him all his life.
"Get undressed, Sis," Lauren giggled. "You can't have any fun that way."
Janni shuddered, removed her shirt, unfastened her Levi fashion pants, and kicked off her heels. Matt had his play hand on Lauren's pussy, his middle finger inside, and her expression of rapt involvement as she molded her own tits shot darts of need through Janni's bod. Lauren had never looked so beautiful!
Matt's huge, dark, thick penis looked a foot long! It was almost scary. The foreskin was taut around* the upper swell of his glans, and wetness glistened on it. He stroked his finger slowly in and out, in and out, and Lauren began to whimper, her flushed face twisting with lust.
When the girls masturbated, they never pushed anything inside their cunts. Even when they'd been virgins. That vaginal passage was 'cock country.' Besides, the clit was where it was at, and both had rather prominent 'little-girl pricks.' Janni's titties were not as large as her sister's. They were more coned, and Lauren called them 'cute.' Janni was leggier, two inches taller, shoulders a bit wider, hips slightly narrower, all of which made her more popular for modeling. Lauren had modeled some, too, before marrying Jed. But he didn't want his young wife displaying herself in front of what he called "a bunch of lesbic old broads and their queer spouses."
Jed liked to sprinkle his conversation with long words, which were supposed to make him appear more 'educated.' But at college he had almost flunked English. The dumb prick. Lauren said his cock was barely five inches long. But he did know the drug business and merchandising. "Ohh, Matt!" Lauren cried, her face contorting.
"Come, baby, come hard!" he urged, stroking his finger faster. Her hands squeezed her breasts very firmly. Her coral nipples stiffened, her pretty thighs trembled-and she had her goodies.
As often as Janni had watched her sister climax, this was a whole new dimension. She was coming harder. Her hips buckedjier head tossed from side to side, and a fierce mewling sound came from her throat. His finger-plunges slowed, she softened, her legs dropped, and an expression of sheer delight and satisfaction touched her sensitive features.
"Oh, God, that was beautiful, honey!" She breathed unevenly, staring up at him like he was Man personified. "You're improving," he smiled. "Devil!" she giggled cozily. "I come with everything I've got."
Janni dropped into a chair, her legs weak. She still wore her sheer black mini-bikini panties- nothing else. She was almost afraid to show her pussy; it was swollen and her panty crotch was sopped. Her nipples were as tumid as if she were starting into an orgasm! Her clit ached.
She hated to masturbate in front of them, and if she ran into the Johnnie, they would know she was using her fingers. She was caught between a rock and a hard place. She could not remember when she had been so frantic for her good stuff.
"Get it over here, honey," Lauren giggled, looking fondly at Janni. "Extra pillows in the closet. He wants you to have your goodies."
Janni nodded, moving-in a kind of trance. She brought two fat pillows to the bed, crawled down at her sister's left, fit a pillow beneath her ass, finally remembering to skin out of her panties. As she swung her long legs apart, Matt assumed a pose between them-but he didn't touch her pussy right away.
He came forward, shoulders high, and kissed her on the mouth. She whined, drove her tongue up into his mouth and angled her legs back sharply. Her steaming cunt touched the underswell of his cock and, shaking with need, she wound her legs across his ass. He was going to fuck her! His chest brushed her nipples, he pumped his tongue swiftly into her mouth. She tried to find his cockhead with her pussy-and missed! She had never cheated her boyfriends entirely. If they were smooth enough and good-looking enough, she let them fondle her titties, her legs; and if they were really hot, she jacked out the load, making sure it didn't splash on her crotch. She had her fun later at home.
With Matt there was no problem. Lauren had assured her he'd been sterilized years before. Now she was dying for his cock, and he was not even trying to put it in! But she was coming anyway, having her goodies with her pussy jiggling up against the root of his prick.
She squealed as the honeyed pangs of her orgasm raked her loins. Just as he mashed his weight down on her, his cock squeezed against her belly, her titties arched up to his chest. Panting and whimpering, she seized him around the neck while the searing juices poured from her clit.
"Ohhhh, oh, oh, ohhhh!" she gasped, softening. The after-pangs were almost painful. She had waited so long for it!
He kissed her throat, rolling his chest at her tits. Her legs sagged to the bed, a luscious weakness touched her body, her senses. If only he would get his cock in her now! "Very nice," he murmured.
"Why didn't you just go ahead and fuck me?" she breathed.
He laughed softly and rolled away from her. Lauren had already made room for him. His left hand cupped Jannii pussy, his right settled down on Laurent.
"Honey," Lauren giggled, looking over at Janni, "sometimes he doesn't get it in me for hours.
I told you." "And I didn't believe it!" Janni laughed.
"Believe it," Lauren cooed, reaching over to caress his big, hard cock. "When you do get it, you'll flip clear out!"
ThatS his secret, Janni thought. Sis told me. I still have trouble with it. He wants to see how many times a girl am come. His pleasure is in pleasing THEM. It's the most wonderful and unselfish thing I ever heard of.
"You've had two girls in bed before, haven't you?" Janni asked, snuggling up close.
"Sis, one thing we don't do is ask questions," Lauren said. "I'm sure he% seen about everything to do with sex. 'Nfe're here to enjoy."
"Okay!" Janni giggled. Which one of us has fun next?"
"You," Lauren answered. "I should bring in the luggage and food." She slipped off the bed and wiggled into the bathroom. Matt turned to Janni, she reached for his cock, and his play-finger slid juicily into her cunt. He stopped, exploring her flesh. "I'll be damned," he said. "Surprise!" Janni exclaimed. "You get to tear it."
"In this day and age, incredible," he chuckled. Oh, he was pleased, his cock tensed. "Such a young, long-legged, sexy fox. This is going to be a special weekend."