"Goddamn, Mandy, I never had so much fun in all my life," Charlie said breathlessly. He leaned against the doorjamb of the house, holding his sides and laughing. "Why haven't we done this before?"
Candy looked at the man who was her temporary husband. Thoughts of that fleeting relationship raced through her mind. Why not switch for good? She didn't think Mandy would really mind being saddled with a dud like Stan. And she was certainly enjoying life with Charlie. The man had a joy of life that made her own life brighten immensely. After all the dreary evenings spent with her real husband, this was like a breath of fresh air to the green-eyed blonde.
"I don't know, Charlie. Why haven't we?" she asked coyly, running her hands up and down the front of his suit. Her fingers moved under the lapels of his jacket and she pulled him closer.
For a moment, they stood still, staring into one another's eyes. Then their lips met. Once again, Candy could feel the need billowing up inside of her. The sexual tensions were almost more than she could bear.
Her tongue flicked out and drove between the man's lips. He resisted for a second, and this only made her all the more daring. Her tongue slithered into his wet mouth and sought out his tongue. Finding it, she swirled her own around the tip, teasing, promising much more to come.
The kiss deepened, and their hands sought out each other's bodies. She felt her tits begin to heave as her heart, hammered in her chest, making her keenly aware of how turned on she was.
The dancing had done part of it. The simple act of moving out on the dance foot to the sexy disco music had gotten her started. Then she had allowed him to toe-fuck her. Only the two of them in the entire crowded disco had known what was going on under the table. She couldn't have stopped herself from leading him off to the women's john then. Her fantasies had overtaken her.
Candy was not the least bit disappointed in acting out her fantasy of fucking in a public restroom. She had loved every second of it. She had felt more alive and turned on than she had in years, in more years than she cared to remember. Even her honeymoon hadn't been on par with that emotional pitch. Perhaps the first time she had fucked might equal it, but she doubted it.
Fantasies were powerful, and she had lived hers out. But she had others, and didn't think that Charlie would mind living them out too. He would be willing to indulge her and treat her with the respect she wanted. He would also give her all the hard, long prick she could stand.
She broke off the kiss and said hotly, "I've always wanted to go on a big game hunt. Why don't you be the hunter and let me be the tiger?"
"What?" asked Charlie, still thinking more of the softness and passion of her lips than anything else. "What do you mean?"
"I got turned on at the disco. Let's keep going. I don't want to go to bed right now, not like this."
"What do you mean, 'not like this'?"
She pulled his hand down to the crotch of her dress. A good-sized spot had wet her dress where her pussy had leaked out its surplus of cunt juices. There was no mistaking what she meant.
"Goddamn, Mandy, you never wanted to fuck more than once a week before. Something really changed you. You… you're sex-starved now!"
"Don't you like it, stud?"
"I love it!"
"Then let's do something about it. Mighty hunter!"
She slipped away from his arms and dashed off into the darkness of the house. Candy hoped he wouldn't turn on the lights. It would be all the more exciting if he stalked her in the dark. She dropped to her hands and knees and began prowling through the hallways. Coming back into the front room, the woman was surprised to find the man was gone.
"Grrrrr!" she roared. "The mighty beast of the jungle is hungry! She's hunting for dinner!"
As she worked her way through the living room, she slowly stripped out of her clothes. She tossed aside the expensive gown as if it meant nothing to her. Candy knew her twin sister would shit if she saw her callous disregard of expensive clothes. To her, it meant nothing compared to the promise of fucking later on. A million dresses couldn't compare to one great fucking.
She was totally naked, and her bare white skin flashed in the darkness of the front room. She edged out into the hall again, wondering where Charlie had gone. She began waving, her ass in the air as she crawled on hands and knees to the bedroom. He wouldn't have gone there!
But he had. She found his shirt laying on the floor. She bent down, picked it up with her teeth, and tossed it onto the bed. This simple act made her feel even lustier than before. She was becoming a tiger, but not just any tiger. She was a tiger in heat, a savage beast of the jungle, looking for a kill.
"Where is my prey?" she called out. She roared to lend authenticity to it, then listened. She heard sounds coming from the kitchen. Still an her hands and knees, she raced through the house and to the kitchen.
Empty.
She found the man's trousers dangling over a chair. This was evidence that he was playing the game too, and her pussy began to churn and boil with need. Charlie was in the spirit of the game now. He was stripping for hot and heavy action, whenever they happened to find one another.
"Hungry for meat! A man's meat!" she called out.
The only response was a slight shuffling noise from the living room. She crawled there, fast.
She could see nothing. Moving from side to side, she explored the dark room. Stopping for a moment, she listened. She could hear the man's light breathing, which was becoming heavier as he anticipated what was going to happen. He was turned on by the game, too.
She crept up on him, when he least expected it.
The man, was crouched near the end of the sofa. Candy came up from behind, saw his balls clanging limply under his ass, and dived for them. Her mouth fastened over the hairy sac as she began to suck, lick and tease with the tip of her tongue.
The blonde thought the man was going to come right then and there. He screamed with surprise and leaped up. His prick had been hanging limply between his legs, but her brief tonguing made the prick snap to rigid attention.
"Gotcha!" she cried.
"Is that any way for a tiger to talk?" he asked, turning and dropping to his knees beside her. They were both gloriously naked, and ready for anything, he saw.
"I got my prey. Now I claim my prize."
"Which is?"
"Meat!" she cried, shoving her face into his crotch.
Her tongue raked along the entire length of his prick, just like a feline sampling a tasty morsel of meat. She made lewd, noises as she gobbled the cock, licking and kissing and sucking on it. The hot musky taste aroused her even more. She truly felt like a savage beast as she tongued his balls and the hard shaft of his pocket.
"Ummm, I like it when I'm being eaten like this," he said. "I give myself over to the tiger, willingly!"
"What?" she cried her surprise. "The hunter is giving up so easily?"
"You've got my gun. I'm helpless now."
He rolled onto his back, his prick jutting straight up from his crotch. It was apparent that he wanted her to continue giving him head. She clawed savagely at his leg with her fingernails and drew blood.
"Hey, watch it! I… ohhhhh, shiiiiiit!" he cried.
The pain mixed pleasurably with the suction she applied to the head of his cock. Her tongue snared the dancing prick and pulled it in between her ruby lips. Blonde hair falling down and tickling his balls and belly, she began to suck for all she was worth. She knew that her sister hated giving men blowjobs. To her, it was a chore that should be avoided.
Candy felt differently, a lot differently. The idea of having a man's prick in her mouth excited her. She felt so near to the center of a man's being that way. She could control him, make him jump, and give infinite pleasure at the same time.
"Ummn, God! Why didn't I take up tiger hunting earlier?" Charlie moaned. "This jungle is dangerous. The jaws! I love them!"
She made gobbling noises as she took his entire cock into her mouth. The rubbery tip bounced off of the roof of her mouth, then lodged in her throat. She had to hold her breath to keep from gagging, but it was worth it to her. The feel of his cock pulsing hotly in her throat excited her even more. She thought she might come then and there. She concentrated on the intensely pleasant feelings growing in her belly. She wanted to come like she had never come before. Nothing less than total, soul-searing orgasm would do for her now. Living out her fantasies demanded that she attain higher and higher levels of arousal each time, or she would be disappointed.
Candy wasn't going to be disappointed this time. Finally, after tightening her throat around the most sensitive part of the man's cock, she had to back off. She was getting dizzy from the lack of air.
"Shit, baby, where'd you learn to suck cock like that? You never went down on me before like that!" Charlie exclaimed loudly.
"I'm not your baby," she said sternly. "I'm a dangerous jungle animal about to leave her prey." She turned and rushed off into the darkness on hands and knees, making sure that her perky white ass wiggled in the air enough to entice the man to follow her. She wasn't finished with that delightful prick, not yet. Not until it was buried deep in her cunt.
"Damnation!" he cried. "The hunter has to go after the tiger in the densest forest around. But that's all right. He's expert when it comes to sticking his gun into a bush."
She shivered when she heard his words. He was going to encourage her even more by acting out the fantasy for her! She scrambled away and found herself trapped in the den. No matter where she turned, he was there, caging her, preventing her from escaping.
Strong hands gripped her slim waist. He pulled her back and she felt her knees leave the floor. He was pulling her up around his waist.
She felt his cock brush her cunt lips. A shudder shot into her body, and she almost came. Only through immense control was she able to use the fleeting touch of his cock to add fuel to her inner fires, rather than trigger her come.
"The vicious beast attempts to escape!" she cried, thrashing around. She wrapped her long, slender white legs around the man's waist. He held her like a wheelbarrow, gripping her hips. She had to support her weight on her arms to keep her face from being shoved to the floor, but the effort only made her even hornier.
The feel of his prick pressing on the lips of her wet cunt turned her into a beast. She twisted her hips, driving herself backward to get that prick into her cunt.
"Fuck me!" she demanded. "Don't do this to me. I need that prick so bad!"
"Ha!" he laughed. "I'll bet you do, my savage tiger bitch! But this hunter is going to explore new terrain. I'm going to have to shove my gun ahead to make sure it's safe territory."
He relaxed his hold on her hips a little, and she slipped forward. The woman instantly knew what the man was going to do to her. His prick slid past her cunt hole and worked its way up between her asscheeks.
He was going to fuck her up the ass!
"Butt fuck me!" she sobbed. "Give it to me up the behind!"
"God, I never thought I'd hear you say that. This is my lucky night!"
Candy's mind tumbled and twisted wildly. She realized she wasn't acting in character. Her twin sister would never allow a man to stick his cock up such a dirty place. That act would seem worse to her than murder or treason.
It was stark heaven for Candy, though. She loved the feel of a man's cock reaming out her butt. Stan never did it. He thought it was depraved. Obviously, Charlie had other, better, and exciting ideas about fucking. His prick pressed hard on the tight ring in her ass.
"Drive it in! Give me every Goddamn inch of that fucking cock!" She tried to get her hips into position so that he could fuck her more easily. As long as he held her in this wheelbarrow fashion, she was at his mercy. She didn't have much freedom of motion.
"Such language," he chided. "But I agree. I'm gonna get it in as soon as you relax a little."
"Fuck that!" she cried. "I'm too uptight to relax. Just drive, it in. I need it so!"
"Hell, can't do that. Feels like a hangman's noose to me. Might get my old friend chopped off at the balls. Slow and easy will turn the trick!"
He applied a tad of pressure to her asshole. She felt the thick head of his cock slowly parting the tight muscles of her ass. The more the woman tried to relax, the more excited she became. And the more aroused she was, the tighter her asshole seemed to clutch at his hard cock.
But the man knew exactly what to do. He didn't rush into her in a way that would rip her to bloody ribbons. The cock pressed into her ass in a way that would rip her to bloody ribbons. The cock pressed into her ass lightly, then paused for what seemed an eternity. She felt the hot cockhead throbbing against the walls of her rectum.
"Fuck meeee!" she demanded. She was lost in the land of lust now. Her entire world centered around her tightest passage. The burning sensation of his prick driving into her asshole spread like wildfire throughout her belly. Soon, she was sobbing with passion. Only a good ass fucking would turn off the flames that were licking away at her ass.
His prick worked its way into her ass one slow inch at a time. She was panting, gasping for air by the time she felt his balls slap against her pussy lips. He was all the way up her ass, she knew.
Tensing and relaxing her muscles, she felt thick cock buried all of the way up her ass. He stretched her butt to the breaking point. She was weak inside, hardly able to keep her face up off of the floor. His supporting hands gripped feverishly at her hips, but did nothing to keep her face and tits away from the den floor.
She had to get more of that sweet prick into her ass. She curled one leg around the man's back and pulled as hard as she could. The cock shot another full inch into her ass.
She screamed as she came. She couldn't help herself. The feelings had mounted to the point where she was a quivering raw mass of flesh. "Aieeeee!" she cried.
Her entire body trembled with release. She felt the rhythmic motion of his fucking begin. He slid back from her clinging asshole and paused for what seemed a lifetime. In reality, his cock was only outside of her ass for a few heartbeats before he rammed it all the way up her ass. "Yessss!" she hissed. "That's the way I want it. Long and hard and fast! Burn me up inside with your cock!"
"You're going to burn my cock down to a nubbin," he told her. "I never thought it would be this tight. Feels like a Goddamn glove all around my prick. And hot! Goddamn, your asshole's burning hot! Like a fucking blast furnace!"
Her leg curled around his waist again. She pulled his cock even more powerfully into her ass. She felt her buttocks mash flat against the hardness of his belly and upper thighs.
The man was muscled in the ways she loved most. He could fuck all night long and never tire. She wanted to feel that prick fucking her for ever and ever!
"Gotta get my rocks off soon. You… you're milking my balls with that squeezing asshole of yours. Like a body stocking on my cock! Ummm, wow!"
He went wild and drove his prick mercilessly into her tiny brown hole. He drilled deep, moved his prick around like a spoon in a mixing bowl, then pulled out at the same speed he had used to fuck into her body.
The friction along the entire length of his prick lit the fuse of his desires. Slowly, he pulled back. He fought it as long as he could, but he just had to come.
He wanted to butt fuck her all night long. His body was responding in ways it never had before. He felt the tenseness in his balls. His nuts lurched and tumbled with a thick stew of his jism. Then the fuse burned down the entire length of his cock and ignited the powder keg-like nut sac dangling under his cock.
He creamed her asshole, giving her the sexiest enema she had ever received. He kept up the frantic pace as long as his prick was hard. All too soon, his cock went limp and popped out of her asshole amid a gush of his come and her shit.
Charlie laughed. This was so stinking perverted, and he loved it!
Candy loved the warmth still filling her belly. The walls of her ass had quivered under the fucking of his cock, and would continue to throb for hours to come. A good ass fucking was just the thing she needed to help release the pent-up emotions in her body. They fell to the floor, panting.
And Mandy had given him up! Candy laughed and snuggled up close to Charlie, pulling her face down so she could properly kiss him. It wasn't long before his prick stirred again and he did what she'd thought was impossible.
He showed her a brand new position in which to fuck!