As Sue mixed a fresh round of drinks, Jack stepped up close to her at the bar, feeling his heart pounding at the nearness of this provocative woman, his mind flashing back to the events of yesterday as he stood there. He could almost feel her butter-soft mouth enveloping his turgid cock, could almost taste the aphrodisia which was her flowing cunt juice. Christ, he had really changed in the past forty-eight hours; if anyone had told him just last week that the events of the previous two days would take place, he would have called that person a liar. It was unbelievable, and yet, it was very real. As real as his prick now hardening in his pants at the nearness of Sue Mason, as real as his hand which had moved as if with a will of its own, to cup and knead one of Sue's firm, pliant buttocks.
"Ummmmmm!" she whispered, leaning her body back against his hand, undulating her hips lightly. "That's nice, lover. Are you getting a little hot, or am I all wet?"
"You're all wet," he answered. "I'm a hell of a lot more than a little hot right now!"
"Do you have a hard-on, lover?"
"Jesus, yes!"
"Let me feel it," she said, and she put down the swizzle stick with which she had been stirring the drink she'd just built and reached her hand down to lightly fondle the now-bulging front of Jack's trousers.
"Oh, my, my, my! You really do have a lovely hard-on, don't you?"
"Christ, Sue, I want you!" Jack breathed, pressing his loins against her swelling, buttocks. "I want to fuck you again!"
She chuckled huskily. "I know you do, lover. And I want to fuck you, too, make no mistake."
"I don't know how much longer I can wait."
"Why wait at all?" she asked. "We can go right down the hallway there and into the master bedroom."
"But… what about Adie and Bob?"
Sue chuckled again. "Don't worry about them. There's a set of double beds in the master bedroom."
"You mean we'll… be doing it next to each other? I… I mean, Adie and Bob will be right there…?"
"Does the idea turn you off, lover?"
"Well…" Jack stopped, considering. No, damn it, the idea didn't turn him off. In fact, it rather excited him. He could feel his prick jerk convulsively in his pants at the thought of fucking this seductive woman on a bed right next to where his wife was being fucked by another man. "No," he said at length. "No, it doesn't, it actually is pretty exciting."
"Isn't it?" Sue said rhetorically. She fondled his prick again. "Shall we, lover?"
"Christ, yes!"
Jack followed Sue down the hallway, leaving the drinks on the bar, forgotten. The master bedroom was large, with the wide double beds being set close together. Sue didn't turn on any lights, but there was a full moon tonight and its shine penetrated the undraped windows at the far end, illuminating the room as brightly as if there had been a small lamp lit.
As soon as they were inside, and the door had been shut, Sue turned and began to slowly, tantalizingly, undo the belt which held her sarong closed at the waist. When she had it loosened, she drew the folds of cloth slowly apart, opening it wide to allow his eyes to feast on what lay beneath. She was completely nude, and the soft bristles of her pubic triangle seemed to glow phosphorescently in the pale moonlight.
She shrugged the garment from her shoulders, letting it puddle at her feet, and her body was a thing of sheer beauty, causing Jack's breath to spew from between his teeth hotly. Jesus, she was gorgeous! Adie was beautiful, but Sue was… well, alluring, a seductress, a temptress as old as the world.
"It's all yours, lover," Sue said, stepping backward nimbly to the bed and then lying down and stretching her body out full length, cat-like and graceful, drawing her legs apart to allow him to see the glistening, already lubricated folds of her lovely pulsating cunt. "All yours, to do whatever you want. What do you want to do, lover?"
Jack's eyes were hotly fastened to the magical entranceway to all the world's pleasure which lay waiting between her widespread legs. "I want to suck you first!" he hissed feverishly, feeling his cock jerk paroxysmically with lewd desire. "I want to lick your cunt and tongue your clit until you cum! I want to make you cum with my mouth!"
"Then do it, lover!" Sue urged, rolling her hips in slow, provocative circles on the chenille bedspread, kneading her breasts with the palms of her hands in the exciting way she had. "But get naked first! Let me see that beautiful hard cock of yours! I want to look at it and hold it in my hand while you eat my pussy!"
Feverishly, his mind whirling with crazed lust, Jack tore at his clothing, throwing his shirt and trousers and underwear in a heap on the soft carpet between her wide splayed thighs, kneeling there momentarily and staring down at her surging, passion-lubricated vaginal slit as if it were some all-seeing oracle about to reveal to him all the secrets of the world. Sue reached down and took hold of his thick, throbbing, blood-swollen cock and began to stroke it gently, teasingly, her thumb teasing the glans opening, using the lubrication which had begun to seep from it to moisten the entire head until it glistened in the pale light.
Finally, with a low moan of desire, Jack flung himself at the target which his eyes had been devouring, his mouth grinding into her wet, desire drenched cunt, his tongue driving into the vaginal opening with the force of a raping cock. Sue cried out softly in ecstasy, jackknifing her legs upward to encircle his neck, raising her squirming buttocks off the bed, her hand still stroking his cock with her arm between her backside and the yielding mattress.
"That's it, lover!' she crooned. "Ohhh, yesss, that's nice, lover, fuck me with your tongue, ohhhhhhhh lover, fuck me with your long hard tongue until I cum!"
"Mmmmmmmmmm!" Jack groaned deep in his throat, his mouth pressed tightly to her pungent cuntal mouth, his tongue flicking in and out of her hole in wild abandon, his mind dwelling on nothing now except this magnificent woman who was his to do with as he pleased…
Sitting at the bridge table, Adie suddenly realized that Jack and Sue were nowhere to be seen. Had they…? Well, yes of course; they'd gone into the bedroom, to… yes to fuck. Adie trembled at the lewd images which began to pass through her mind – images which had only yesterday caused her pain and revulsion, but which were now bringing arousal to her body, hardening her nipples beneath the sheath she wore, causing fluid to flow from her vagina and dampen her panties. She couldn't help it; she was a new woman, wasn't she? She had been awakened, and as such she was becoming a creature of the flesh, with thoughts of sex and lovemaking having a direct physical effect on her body, making her want loving.
She squirmed slightly on her chair, opening and closing her thighs, and looked at Bob Mason. "Sue and Jack seem to have disappeared," she said.
"So they have," Mason grinned. "And I know where."
"So do I," Adie said boldly. "I… think we should go to the same place, don't you?"
Mason moistened his lips. "I do, indeed."
Adie stood up, smoothing the sheath down over her flanks. "You'll have to lead the way."
He took her arm, feeling the heat of her hip and thigh pressed against his own leg, feeling his cock begin to harden. He led her down the hallway by the bar and opened the door to the master bedroom quietly, pushing it wide and then drawing Adie across the threshold and slightly in front of him, so that her tightly-encased buttocks were pressed hard back against his now turgid cock.
Adie inhaled sharply at what she saw in the soft moonlight streaming in through the window. There, on one of the beds, was her husband, kneeling between Sue's legs raised vertically toward the ceiling, imprisoning his head there, his mouth buried in the soft fleece-lined vagina, his tongue burrowing deep into the slippery passage. He was making low, growling sounds in his throat as he labored, and Sue was mewling delightedly at his ministrations, her hips churning wildly on the bed.
"Christ!" Mason said, moving his loins against the softness of Adie's buttocks. "How do you like that, honey? He's licking my wife's cunt!"
His words hissed into Adie's ear and she felt the prurient sensations which had gripped her body outside magnify in her mind. Her breath caught in her throat at what she was witnessing – and at the hard protuberance of Mason's cock pressing into the crevice between her soft yielding buttocks. Her stomach was churning madly now as she listened to the slurping sucking sounds of her husband as he suckled the twitching pussy of Mason's wife. And then Mason's hand slipped around to her front, slipped inside the low-cut sheath and inside her looselyfitted bra to cup her entire nipple-hardening tit as if she were a pubescent child. She gasped softly as his thumb rolled over the nipple, and pressed her cheeks back against him with a little undulating motion that caused him to squeeze her breast painfully.
Into her ear he breathed hot breath and the words: "I want to fuck you, Adie. Now, right now. I want to fuck you in the asshole! Adie I want to fuck you in the asshole!"
She stiffened for a brief instant at the vile words, at the idea of her virginal anus being rent asunder by his huge, bloated penis, but then the sight of her husband licking and slavering between Sue Mason's legs, and the feel of Bob's hard, unresisting cock in the crevice of her buttocks, sent more ripples of desire surging through her body.
Well, why not? Why not? Why shouldn't she let a man fuck her from behind? She had tasted a man's cock, Jack's cock, for the first time last night; her mouth was no longer a virgin, so why should she allow her anus to remain virginal? She was emancipated now, wasn't she? A woman of the flesh? Why not cast this last vestige of innocence to the wind as well?
She turned her head slightly and whispered, "Yes! Yes, Bob, fuck me back there! Put your cock between my legs back there. I want you to, Bob, I want you to!"
Breathing raggedly with inflamed lust at her acquiescing words, Mason pushed Adie toward the one remaining bed in the room. Once there, he turned to her to demand that she strip naked – but she was one step ahead of him. Her fingers were already drawing down the zipper at the rear of her sheath, drawing it all the way down to the base of her spine and then she shrugged out of the garment and let it fall. She stepped out of the pool, unhooking her bra, letting her lust-swollen breasts bob forth, the nipples like chips of hot rock; she pulled her panties down, and stood before Mason completely nude, her eyes fastened on the oblivious couple only a few scant feet away, hearing them moan and mewl as their lust was being fulfilled – just as hers would soon be.
Mason had stripped his own clothes from his body by then, and his huge, oscillating, erect cock jutted out like some monstrous implement of delicious torture from his abdomen. He took Adie's tiny waist in his huge hands, his breath hot on her face, and turned her, forcing her down onto the bed on her hands and knees so that she was facing the wildly twitching couple on the other bed. He knelt beside her, holding his great prick in one hand only inches from the tiny puckered ring of her rectum while his eyes fastened on the tableau of Jack Rolfe's insane licking of his wife's insatiable cunt.
Then, with his other hand, he began to stroke Jack's wife's soft white buttock mounds, teasing her rectum with the tip of his finger, enjoying the first moans of pleasure which were erupting from her throat.
Slowly, tantalizing, he inserted the tip of his forefinger into her anal opening, wiggling it around inside, drawing greater whimpers of increasing desire from Adie's throat. He released his cock then and used both hands to draw wide apart the glistening moons of her upraised buttocks, stretching the rubbery opening wide with his thumbs. He leaned forward, so that the hard, fleshy head of his blood-engorged penis rested against the tiny, defenseless hole. He moved his hips, teasing the shaft along the crevice, poising it finally at the wrinkled, slightly cringing anal ring.
Adie was trembling with a mixture of momentary fear at what was about to happen, and intense lusting anticipation of it. She could feel the huge, bulbous head of Mason's prick resting at her asshole, and she thought: It's going to hurt, Oh God it's going to hurt when he shoves all of his gigantic cock into me. But I don't care, I want it to hurt, I want him to fuck me there. God, I'm so hot I can't stand it… I can see Jack there, sucking Sue's pussy, reveling in it, sopping up all of her juices and it's making me…
"Aaaaaaaaagggggggghhhhhhh!" she screamed then, shutting off all her thoughts as a violent, shuddering pain rippled through her body. With a brutal forward thrust, Mason had bored his mighty cock far up into her tight, innocent asshole, tearing it through the membranous passage to bury it almost to the hilt. He clutched hard at her hips, flexing again as he thrust still deeper into her rectum, into the warm forbidden depths of her anal passage. The pressure pushed her forward, pushed her head down onto the chenille bedspread and prevented her from watching any longer the actions of her husband and Sue on the next bed. Mason began heaving forward with long, sawing strokes now, the rubbery walls of Adie's asshole expanding before his invading cock until, finally, with one last savage lunge he buried every single inch of his tremendously expanded penis into her warm, tight anus.
"OOoooooohhhhhh!" Adie moaned. "Ohhhhhhh God, Bob, it hurts! It hurrrrrtttsssss! Oh, I can't take it, it hurts too much!"
"Just… relax, honey… just relax and… fuck back," Mason panted his instructions. Numbly, Adie obeyed, grinding her buttocks back against his sawing cock. And suddenly, Mason's predictions came true, her anal passage grew accustomed to the great monster imbedded there, and she was overwhelmed in a sudden burst of desire. Yes, yes, she was beginning to like it! She was beginning to enjoy this lewd, bestial sodomizing of her private, secret passage. Her head flailed from side to side and she buffeted back harder and harder against Mason's pistoning prick, feeling his bloated testicles resound as his belly smacked wildly against the upturned cheeks of her lovely, cream-white buttocks.
"Ohhh, yesssssss, Bob, you were right, it's goooooooodddd… oh Bob, fuck it, fuck it harder, fuck my asshole harder…!"
And Mason began to fuck it harder as he was bid, his balls filling, filling with his impending load of hot, steaming cum, his eyes still lewdly feasting on the salacious sight of his wife and Adie's husband on the adjoining bed…
As he lay cradled between Sue's imprisoning thighs, his face buried in the pungent, fervent moistness of her lusting crotch, his tongue and his lips sucking and licking the juice of her flowing cunt, Jack was only dimly aware of the bedroom door opening, of the entrance of someone. He heard the whispered voices, but Sue's moans of pleasure drowned out the words; he wouldn't have been able to concentrate on them anyway, didn't care to hear them anyway. All that mattered for him at that moment was the delicious hair-lined pussy which was splayed open to his questing mouth, the hot piquancy of Sue Mason's lovely sex which was his for the moment, his alone.
He knew of course that Adie and Bob had come to join them, but he didn't care; he didn't care that his wife was about to be fucked by Bob Mason, and the total lack of concern amazed him to some degree. Only yesterday, he had almost gone off the deep end at the sight of Mason burying his huge cock into the soft folds of Adie's pussy… and now, he was passively condoning it. Only yesterday, he had been afraid of what Adie might say if she knew he was fucking and sucking Sue Mason … and now, he was doing it right before her eyes, with full knowledge of her presence. Strange, he thought as he drew his tongue the length of Sue's magnificent, drooling slit, how one's life can change in a matter of just a few hours, how you can become a different human being with different outlooks and viewpoints in just two short days…
He heard the springs of the adjacent bed squeak, and he knew that Adie and Bob were on it now, were probably completely naked, were probably fondling and kissing one another. The thought sent ripples of venerous desire shooting through him, and he wanted to raise his head, wanted to see what they were doing as they had been able to clearly see what he and Sue were doing upon their entrance. But Sue's hands were wrapped in his hair, and her thighs were like a vise around his neck, preventing him from moving his head at all except in an up and down motion as he licked and nibbled and tongued her beautiful cunt, as he brought her closer and closer to orgasm.
I hope she cums soon, he thought. I want her to cum so I can shove my cock in her mouth, deep in her mouth. Christ, I want to be sucked, I want to be sucked so damned bad my balls are aching for release. I want to be sucked while I watch my wife getting fucked silly by another man, that's what I want. I want to see the depraved sight while I shoot my sperm into another woman's throat and belly…
"Aaaaaaaagggggggh!"
The sudden scream of tortured agony made Jack freeze, his tongue buried deep in Sue's vagina, his teeth nibbling at one of the petal-like cunt lips. That had been Adie… Christ, what the hell was Mason doing to her? Jack wanted again to raise his head, but Sue's hands were urgent in his hair and she was moaning for him to continue the torturous slavering of her pussy, moaning that she was nearing her climax, moaning for him to hurry, hurry, hurry!
Jack resumed his tonguing of her open vagina, and then: "Oohhhhhhhhhhh!
Ooohhh God, Bob, it hurts! It hurrrrtttttss! Oh, I can't take it. It hurts too much!"
And then Mason's harsh, panting words reached his ears: "Just… relax, honey… just relax and… fuck back! It'll… stop hurting … in a little… while…"
Damn it, Jack thought, what the hell were they doing? Fuck back, Mason had said. Was he giving it to her dog style? He had tried to get Adie to do it with him that way once, but she had steadfastly refused. And now she was doing it canine fashion with a man she hardly knew – Again, Adie's voice screamed at his ears. "Ohhh, yessssss, Bob, you were right, it's gooooooooddddddd… oh Bob, fuck it, fuck it harder, fuck my asshole harder…!"
Her asshole! My God, Jack thought, he's fucking her in the asshole!
Suddenly, he had to see it; he simply had to see this vile, depraved attack on his lovely, defenseless wife. His hands came up to pull Sue's clasping legs from around his neck, oblivious to her cries of "Lover, for God's sake… don't stop… now… don't stop, I'm almost… there!" He pulled his head from between her legs, bracing himself upward, his eyes swivelling to the opposite bed.
What he saw there – Mason's huge, pummeling cock disappearing, drawing part way out, disappearing again in the tiny puckered opening that was his wife's naked rectum – caused Jack's cock to jerk convulsively, wildly, almost as if he were about to cum. He stared in lust-perverted rapture at his wife's flailing head, her madly undulating buttocks jerking back against Mason's driving prick, her full, firm breasts dancing below her chest as she writhed and twisted and bucked every which way under the impossible assault.
God, he thought, Oh God, I wish that was me! I wish that was my cock in her asshole right now, thundering in there! Jesus, my balls are going to explode! I've got to put my cock in Sue, but I want it in my wife … wait! I can still have it in my wife! I can still put it in Adie! I can fuck her mouth! I can have her suck my cock, milk it dry like I've always wanted her to do! And I can do it while Masons cock is buffeting her asshole!
The sudden, debauched thoughts were like an electric shock to Jack's hot, sweating body. He pulled away from Sue, left the bed to stand before the other one, his cock throbbing and jerking before him like some crazed entity which was parasitically attached to his loins.
Adie's head was pressed against the bedspread, her eyes tightly shut; behind her, Mason heaved forward like a rampaging bull, his eyes likewise squeezed tightly together, his fingers clawing at the soft white moons of Jack's wife's buttocks.
In a choked, barely audible voice, the result of his ever-increasing lust, Jack said, "Adie, raise your head. Raise your head and open your eyes."
"Jack…?" Her voice came in a ragged gasp, almost a mewl, as Mason ripped mercilessly into her tight, expanding rectal passage.
"Yes, Jack," he said. "Raise your head, damn it, and open your eyes!"
Adie levered her body on her forearms, raising herself and opening her eyes to look up at him. The first thing she saw was his huge cock, held lewdly in his hand now, seeming to sway hypnotically before her gaze.
Her tongue came out to moisten her lips as she stared at the unseeing eye dripping fluid in the huge, purplishly swollen glans.
"I'm going to put it in your mouth, baby!" Jack whispered hoarsely. "I want you to suck me!"
Adie began to tremble with a renewed surge of fire. The idea of sucking her husband while Bob Mason ripped and tore at her backside was wild and somehow appealing. Yes, yes, it would be just what she needed, to have her anus and her mouth filled with the hot flowing cum of two men, one her husband whom she loved deeply and the other the man who had opened the gates to her new life as a full-blooded woman. It would destroy the woman she had once been completely and totally…
"Yes!" she breathed. "Yes, darling, let me suck it! Give it to me now, darling Jack, put it in my mouth and let me suck all the cum out of it, let me suck it dry, darling, darling Jack…!"
With a groan of sheer animal lust, Jack moved forward, guiding his palpitating, seminally-moist cock to her parted, waiting mouth. She tasted the bittersweet flavor of his lubrication against her lips, felt the heavy bloated head resting against them, and then she opened her mouth to accept the offering. She was acutely aware of Mason's piledriving cock burgeoning into her now expanded, now accepting anal passage, enjoying the heaving thrusts now; and she was dimly aware of Sue's voice saying, "Damn you, Jack, why didn't you wait until I climaxed before you left me? Damn you, you could have let me suck you afterwards, or I could have done it myself! Damn you, damn you, damn you, now I've got to make myself cum with my hand while the three of you have all the fun! But wait, you just wait until later…" But the only thing which was important at that moment, really important to Adie, was her husband's hardened throbbing cock.
Her hot, wet mouth seized what it needed so desperately – her husband's member, an integral part of the man she loved – and she began to suck him slowly, agonizingly, running her tongue wetly around and around the slippery head, easing the tip of her tongue into the open slit of the glans. Her head pumped abandonedly to and fro, slavishly licking every inch of the thick shaft, sucking harder and harder, her tongue twirling faster and faster, and Jack's buttocks began to flex forward, adding his own movement to her pistoning head so that mouth and cock were fucking together, working together, like a perfectly tuned machine.
Adie could feel the dripping shaft batter against her larynx, but she made no move to cease the intense ramming pressure there, her lips ovaling maddeningly as she attempted to suck the hot white load of his sperm from his balls like a syphon.
She rolled and flung her buttocks back against Mason's forward-driving shaft, feeling it deep in her belly, her mouth working harder and faster on Jack's cock; he moaned and thrust desperately into her mouth, a wailing gasp tearing from his throat as the moment of his climax neared. Adie was mewling and moaning like a depraved animal, totally abandoning herself to the wondrous feelings of two cocks sunk deep within her either end, about to flood her, drown her, consume her with gushing semen. Her hips swirled more wildly around Mason's prick; her lips swirled more wildly around Jack's, and her own orgasm was building, building. It wouldn't be long now for any of them, it wouldn't be long now…
Suddenly, Jack emitted a loud, grunting sigh of release and he jammed his hips forward, burying his cock deep in his wife's soft, warm mouth.
Her throat tightened and untightened as torrent after torrent of his burning fluid gushed from his wildly jerking rod, swallowing desperately to keep from choking on the frothing sperm, her cheeks bloating and hollowing as the cavern of her mouth filled and emptied, filled and emptied…
And then, behind her, Mason's fingers dug painfully into her hips, the nails drawing blood there, and he began to chant crazily, "I'm cumming, I'm cumming, I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" His cock began to jerk then, as Jack's was doing in her mouth, and she felt the fire-hot semen erupt along his urethra tube from the cauldrons of his balls and fill her anus to overflowing, felt the searing liquid run down along the crevice of her churning ass cheeks, along the backs of her thighs, and pool on the bedspread beneath her flailing body.
"Keep sucking, keeeepppp succckkkiiinnngggggg!" Jack howled, convulsively spasming forward. "Suck all of it, suck all of itttt!"
"Ooooooohhhhhhh!" Mason wailed behind her.
And then, as if their mutual cries of delight were the final trigger of her own coming orgasm, Adie felt the beginnings of wild, rapturous, kaleidoscopic release take hold of her own body. She gurgled and squealed around Jack's prick, still swallowing his seemingly neverending flow of sticky-hot sperm, trying not to lose a single precious drop of his seed. She reached a pinnacle of pleasure she had never known existed in the world, a height so unbelievable, so dizzying, that her mind threatened to burst from the sheer physical pressure of the pleasure-pain…
Finally, after a long, long time, she collapsed forward on the bed, the two bliss-giving penises slipping from her mouth and her forever stretched rectum with loud, wet, simultaneous plopping sounds. In her stomach there was a pleasant burning, and she thought in her satiated state that it was the blending of Mason's cum and Jack's and her own, all the juices having flowed there from whence they were pumped into her, or from her own secreting glands.
It's beautiful, she thought, it's so beautiful… Oh God, I've just seen heaven, and now I'm back on earth… but not for long, for I will visit it again and again and again now that I've known what it can be like, what it is…
She felt her head being lifted, and then lowered again onto a warm, hairy thigh. Her husband's voice began whispering soft sweet words of love to her, his soft, gentle hands stroking her hair, and she moved her head around on his thigh until her mouth located his now flaccid cock cradled in the wrinkled sac of his spent balls. She flicked out her tongue, licking his still-warm cum from the spongy member and from the pungent scrotum in grateful adulation…
And then, in that moment, a strange and amused male voice said from the bedroom doorway: "Hot damn, it looks like we've got one hell of an orgy going on here! One hell of an orgy that's going to get even better once everybody joins in!"