"This beats cold hot dogs and warm beer, doesn't it?" Bill Jordan said, lazily tickling one of Irene's nipples.
Irene lay stretched out naked on the bed in Bill's apartment. She smiled when she thought about how he had come on to her yesterday at the company picnic. Her smile broadened as she realized how easily he had gotten her to his apartment and into his bed. It was true that she had always thought of Bill Jordan as a good looking stud, but Irene had never seriously imagined she would end up fucking the blond bachelor.
Bill Jordan worked with Dan and had recently received a promotion that made him Dan's immediate supervisor. Bill had a reputation, according to Dan, as the company playboy. But Irene suspected Bill's reputation was due more to the fact that he was the only bachelor among the male employees.
Bill was twenty-nine. He had curly blond hair and a lifeguard's tan and physique. At various company parties, he had occasionally flirted with Irene, but she had never taken his passes very serious. Bill flirted with all the young wives of other employees. But yesterday at the company picnic, his attentions to Irene had seemed more intense. When he had whispered his address to her and told her that he was off the next day, Irene had been surprised.
They lay back while Bill lazily played with her tits. Irene sighed happily, congratulating herself for following her impulse and taking Bill up on his proposal. She still managed to shock herself whenever she surrendered to her lusty instincts, and this was one of those occasions. After one glorious get-acquainted fuck, Irene felt like she'd known Bill for years.
"I've got a nice little surprise for you," Bill whispered.
Irene giggled. "What's left?" she chided. "You've given me all the surprises I can stand far one day."
"What would you say if I told you your husband might be dropping by a little later?" Bill said.
Irene gasped and sat up. "You wouldn't?" she asked, her heart suddenly pumping wildly.
"What's wrong?" Bill said, grinning. "Dan is a broad-minded guy. You think he'd be jealous?"
"Shit, yes," Irene snapped. "I've got to get out of here."
Irene's mind reeled. Bringing Dan into a sexual threesome with another woman was one thing, but having him walk in on his wife fucking a male co-worker was quite a different matter. Dan would be furious, she figured, and she wasn't anxious to ruin a perfectly good marriage just so Bill Jordan could get his strange kicks.
"Hey, take it easy," Bill said, pushing her back down on the bed. "We've got time before he shows up."
"Is Dan really coming here?" she demanded. Bill nodded. "He's coming after work to discuss a promotion. I've put in a good word for your hubby." Bill smiled and started stroking Irene's tits once. "I'm going to tell Dan how to handle it. He needs to know who to butter up and kiss up to. That's all. I just think it'll be nice if he sees how much his pretty little wife is helping his career by fucking the right people."
"Namely you," Irene stated flatly.
Bill snickered. "Right. Now you're catching on."
"I'm not sure Dan would appreciate this kind of help from me," Irene said.
"You worry too much," he said, moving a hand between her legs. "You and Dan have a strong manage. Have a little confidence in your old man, honey. He'll see that you're helping his career. Give him sonic credit."
He held her pussy with one hand and stroked her tits with the other. Irene spread her legs wide and let her thighs splay open. "You could have given me some warning," Irene pouted. "I just hope Dan doesn't go nuts and beat the shit out of both of us."
Bill laughed and nuzzled her tits while he stroked her cunt. "Your husband is the last of the wild men, baby," Bill said. "He'll get off on this kind of action. He knows he's got the sexiest little lady in town for a wife. I don't think he's so selfish that he won't share you. Especially, if he understands it's be for the good of his career."
Irene had to smile at Bill's remarks. She thought of how willing Dan had been to join her and Michelle in bed several days ago. The vivid memories brought a fresh glow to her lovely face and she moaned.
She reached for his prick and began squeezing his fuck shaft. She fondled his balls and felt his cock stir. She smiled again when she realized it was growing hard so soon after spurting a thick load of come into her pussy. It was great to be able to turn a man on. Irene knew she'd never get tired using her womanly charms to arouse a healthy, normal man.
"See what you do to me?" Bill chuckled, pointing to his hardening prick. "He likes you."
"He's just horny," Irene giggled, giving his thickening prickshaft another affectionate squeeze. "I think ha wants a little kiss, don't you?"
Bill smirked and winked, "I think that's a perfect idea."
She swooped down and run her tongue over the tight silken skin of big cockhead. She groaned as she tasted the manly cockflesh. She thrilled to the taste of his pre-come fluid just inside his pisser, and she used her tongue-tip deftly to scoop out the brimming juice.
Bill growled and squeezed his cock-root while she sucked his fuck-knob. She rested her cheek on his thigh while she lapped her tongue over his piss-hole, then swirled her tongue all around the mushroom dome, polishing it with his pre-come fluid and her saliva.
"Jerk me off for a while," he whispered, his voice urgent.
"Really?" she said, surprised by the request. "You've got my mouth and my pussy, but you want my hand?"
"Baby, I want every part of you," he laughed, taking her right hand and guiding down to his prick. "Jack me off nice and slow. Yeah, grip it tighter. That's it! Yeah, that's good!"
Irene watched her handiwork with a lopsided grin, pumping his thick cock in her fist. She marveled at how his cockshaft swelled and bloated inside her fingers. His fuck-knob seemed to balloon as she stroked his prick. She loved the way it throbbed and jerked inside her hand. It was really something to see!
"Now you do it," she suggested, the wild idea suddenly forming in her lusty mind. "I want to watch you jack off for me. I'll pose for you, Bill. It'll be a real kick watching a guy beat his meat in front of me."
Bill snickered and playfully pinched one of her nipples. "I wonder what other wicked little thoughts you're keeping in that active mind of yours," he said with a lewd wink. "AU right. Stretch out and spread your legs. Show me lots of cunt. I need some inspiration."
The blush on her face deepened as she complied with his wishes. She licked her lips sexily and flashed her blonde-covered pussy for his inspection. "How's that?" she murmured.
"Good, but it can be better," he said, already pumping his cock in his fist. "Finger yourself. Spread those wet lips and show me how much it excites you watching me beat off."
She was timid at first but that feeling soon passed. She edged a fingertip along the hairy edges of her cunthole, rubbing the slippery pink pulp until she felt electrical jolts of pleasure beneath her scooting finger. Soon, Bill was stroking his prick faster and harder, and Irene was plunging a single stiffened finger in and out of her syrupy cunthole.
Finally, he grabbed her hand and moved it over his balls. She rolled around on the bed and took his cock out of his hand. "That was fun to watch, but I think it should be my job," Irene said softly, her hot eyes riveted on his swollen cockhead and veiny cockshaft.
She bent down and sucked his engorged prickknob into her warm, moist mouth. She swirled her tongue rapidly over his cock-dome, then swished down the underside of his prickshaft.
"Damn, Dan should keep you chained to the bed at home," Bill blurted breathlessly. "If you were my wife, I think I'd retire and stay in bed with you all the fucking time."
Irene giggled as she continued to clog her mouth and throat with his fuckmeat. She loved the flavor of his prick and she made that obvious as she nibbled and munched and licked on the towering, jerking cock. She fondled his meaty balls, milking them with her fingertips, then rubbing gingerly with her palms.
"That's enough teasing," he snapped suddenly. "Suck it some more. Gobble it up, honey."
She clamped her lips over the swollen cockhead and started to suck. He grabbed her head as she slid the moist ring of her lips halfway down his fuckmeat. He held her tight and then plunged forward until his cockhead hit the back of her throat.
His cock-bush tickled her lips. She pulled back and released half his cock. She sucked his cockhead into her cheeks and then released the fat head and began licking his balls.
Bill's cock was totally hard and glistening with her saliva. As she touched his balls with her tongue, his cockshaft wobbled obscenely above her, enticingly and invitingly. Suddenly, Irene wanted the glistening slab of fuckmeat crammed into her juicy cunt cavern. She moaned and panted as she licked on his hairy ball-sac and wiggled her ass suggestively. Soon, he seemed to read her mind and reached down for her.
"Get up here on my prick before your lucky husband comes," he said huskily. "We've got time for a quickie before he gets here, I hope."
Irene, gasping for breath and flushed with erotic fever, hurried into position. She straddles his lap and pushed him down flat as she mounted his tall prick. She lowered her juicy pussy straight down on the engorged fuck-knob and squealed as the fleshy cockhead wedged itself between her puffy cuntlips.
Irene shrieked as she dropped her full weight down onto the sturdy fuckmeat. His prick pushed straight into her cunt tunnel, filling her pussy as her wails of pure joy rang through the apartment. She moved up and down on his cock, picking up the pace a she went along until her movements were a blurred frenzy of fucking.
Irene was in the middle of her ecstasy when the doorbell rang.
"Shit," Bill said, pushing her off. "That's got to be your hubby. It'd be rude keeping him waiting on the porch while I finished fucking his wife."
Irene had to snicker even though her frustration was severe. Her pussylips continued to quiver as Bill climbed off the bed and made his way to the front door, wrapping a robe around his nude body.
Irene felt a sudden wave of panic slip over her and quickly jerked the bedcover up over her naked body. Her mind reeled at she waited for her husband to enter and find her in bed. Fresh doubts clouded her mind. She could only wonder how Dan would react as Bill guessed he would.
Her heart was pounding wildly when Dan finally did enter the bedroom. She looked at he husband over the bedcovers which she had pulled up ever the lower half of her face. She felt instant relief when she saw his sheepish grin.
"I think you two knew each other," Bill said, chuckling as he stepped up to the bed and glanced back at Dan. "You're a lucky man, Dan. Your lady really wants you to get that new promotion. I think she deserves a reward for her services on your behalf."
Dan smiled slowly, then nodded as he nonchalantly began stripping. Irene watched speechless as her husband got naked and climbed onto the bed.
"I think this is a pretty good reward," Dan said, gesturing toward his jutting prick. "Here, baby, wrap your lips around this thing."
Bill joined them on the bed, slipping in on the other side of Irene. He chuckled as he started fondling Irene's big tits. "Sounds like a wonderful idea to me," he said just as Irene leaned forward and sucked her husband's cockhead into her hot mouth.
Dan moaned as he slowly sank onto his back. His wife moved right in on top of him, her mouth glued to his rock-hard prick. She started sucking gluttonously on his fuckmeat, savoring the familiar cock as she gobbled his prick deep into her throat.
Bill sat nearby pumping his cock. He moved even closer to continue fondling and massaging the blonde's ripe, heavy tits. At that moment Irene pulled her mouth off Dan's prick sucked Bill's cock into her lips. She went from one to the other, giving both cocks equal attention with her lips, mouth and tongue. She rested on her knees between the two men and held a cockshaft in each hand.
Her mind finally caught up with her actions and she suddenly realized what she was doing. She shivered with excitement as she realized what a lewd image she must be presenting. God, I've turned in to a real slut! she thought.
A wicked grin spread her lush lips as another idea sizzled through her mind. She decided to tease the men by releasing their cocks and putting on a show for them. She sat back on her haunches and ran her hands over her huge, upthrust tits. She searched both men's faces as she fondled her own tits.
She used her long fingernails to tickle and tease her pink nipples as both men stared and pumped their cocks. She loved the way they panted like hungry dogs while watching her play with herself. Her own excitement mounted steadily and she felt her fluttering pussylips dampen with slick fuck juices. Her active little clit jerked and twitched as her arousal grew, and Irene knew she couldn't wait much longer for the men to go into action.
"Okay, you sexy bitch, it's our turn!" Dan rasped just as both men rushed her onto her back and grabbed her.
Irene shrieked joyously as one of the men sucked her tit and the other buried his face against her wet pussy. He opened her cunt flaps and flicked his tongue over her clit. She didn't know which one was doing those wonderful things, and she didn't care. The excitement of having two horny men stroking and licking her was driving her crazy with lust.
The man sucking her tits worked tirelessly on her massive tit-globes. He squeezed her big tit melons and sucked her nipples. She writhed around on the bed and the other one swirled his tongue back and forth over her swollen tit.
"Oh, oooohhhh!" she cried, thrashing beneath the clawing, sucking men. "Fuck me! Please, fuck me!"
Suddenly she felt herself being pulled up onto her knees and hand. She wagged her ass and craned her neck just as her husband moved behind her.
"You fuck her, Dan," Bill said. "I'll stick my cock into her mouth and give her something nice to chew on while you ream out her pussy from behind."
Irene squealed with excitement, but the sounds were immediately blocked by Bill's fuckmeat. He forced his prick into her throat while she swayed her hips back in Dan's face. She sucked hungrily on Bill's cock while Dan buried his cock deep inside her hot, grasping pussy.
Her husband fucked his prick in and out of her pussyhole. He fucked her with deep thrusts. He was rapidly building the pace of his fuckstrokes, leaving Irene's cunt cavity burning from the wonderful, searing friction of his pistoning fuckmeat in and out of her fuck tunnel. Her spasming cuntwalls shuddered violently and automatically.
Her overcharged desire allowed her mouth and pussy to churn furiously, milking the two invading pricks. Overwhelming ecstasy flawed through her and the lusty blonde wailed as she climaxed.
Suddenly Bill's cock exploded and sent a load of thick hot jism into her mouth and throat. She choked as he flooded her mouth, but after a moment she regained control and swallowed hungrily.
She continued ramming her cunt back at her husband's prick. He held her assflesh while he fucked his cock in and out of her upturned pussy. The last thing she remembered was his cock splitting her in two while he came. After that everything was a blur.
Irene gladly received the dark peace of total satisfaction, relishing the sensations of boiling spunk filling her milking pussy and, at the same time, sliding down her throat.
What else could a girl ask for? she thought just as she drifted into blissful unconsciousness.