It was nearly a week later when Mary and I were sitting in front of the TV set watching a newscast when the phone rang out sharply. I told her I would answer it, went to the instrument and removed the thing from its cradle.
"Hello," I said.
"Hello, Mr. Horton," a female voice replied.
I recognized it as belonging to Miss Nora Doans.
"Is that you, Mr. Horton?"
"Yes, who is this, please?" I knew damned well who it was but asked the question just to give me time to think. I hadn't as yet told Mary about Miss Doans, though I knew she wouldn't mind. We have that kind o a groovy marriage, you see, but still I needed a bit of time to think about how I would handle this situation.
"Nora Doans, don't you recognize my voice?" Nora giggled over the phone, which made me suspect she had been drinking a little.
"Oh yes, will you hold the phone a moment, please?" I said to her. I cupped the transmitter and briefly told Mary about the trio session we had had, Jill, Nora and me. I explained how Nora had come here to the house previously looking for a room to rent. Mary never said a word, she just looked at me, grinned, and winked, so I knew it was all right, just as I had thought it would be. I turned back to the phone and spoke into it. "Miss Doans, why don't you come up to the house? My house, that is. My wife, Mary, would like to meet you… just as Jill did."
Nora Doans gasped slightly. "You mean your wife is just like Jill? She likes women, too?"
"Not necessarily. Let's just say that well, you come up. Maybe we can find something to do. Would you like that?"
"I'd love to, Mr. Horton."
"Fine. We'll look for you. Anytime."
"I'll be there in ten minutes, dear."
"Good," I said and hung up.
Turning to Mary, I told her that the woman was coming to the house, that she sounded as if she had been drinking. "Are you set for some hot sex stuff, honey" I asked.
"Who? Me? What on earth do you mean?"
Mary asked, looking puzzled, or appearing to look puzzled, perhaps I should say, for I suspected that Jill had already told Mary about the three-way session Jill, Nora and I had had. Women are funny creatures. They like to pretend sometimes.
"Oh come off it, honey. You know what I mean. This Nora Doans is a wild one once you get her worked up. She'll go for anything sexy once she has the juices flowing inside of her."
Mary looked at me blankly. "Whose juices? Yours or hers?"
I laughed. "Her own, honey. Wait till she gets going. You'll see what I mean."
Mary tapped her upper teeth with a fingernail. "You mean I'm supposed to tongue her box when she gets here, honey?"
"Only if you think you want to. You know that. You don't have to do anything, ever, if you don't want to. I just thought it might be something different for you to try."
Mary was sitting cross-legged in a chair and she was wearing a very short skirt. It was only now that I noted she had on no panties. As she moved her legs to a more normal position I saw her bare cunt, saw the redness of it, saw the wetness of it, or at least I supposed I did. My cock became hard immediately – Mary always had this instant effect on me – and because it protruded she couldn't help but see it – the outline through the cloth of my trousers, I mean.
"Hey, honey," she said. "You got hot pants for this chick?"
I laughed. "My hard-on is due to seeing your bare pussy, not to the schoolteacher gal."
"Would you like to come here, get down on your knees and ram your hard-on up my slit, honey? I'd be much obliged to you if you would."
"I'd like nothing better, honey, but that woman will be here at any moment I can't very well be fucking you when she comes to the door and knocks."
She pursed her lips and put her feet on the floor. "I suppose not. Oh, well, what's one fuck, more or less. I'll get your cock later, probably, if this schoolteacher doesn't drain all the sap out of you."
I laughed again. "You know something, honey? You're quite a gal."
"Seeing your prick sticking out that way makes me quite a hot gal, honey. Unzip your pants and let me see that ram-stick of yours."
I unzipped my pants and took out my stiff cock. She leaned forward, touched the end of it, whistled and ran her lips nervously over her full lips. "Does it make you that hot, honey?' I asked, astonished.
She glanced up at me with her green eyes while at the same time brushing her red hair away from her face. "You think maybe we got time for me to suck your cock before your schoolteacher friend arrives?"
"Wait till she gets here and you can do it while she watches. Wouldn't you enjoy having another woman watch you suck off your husband, baby?"
Mary's eyes glistened. "Might be a good kick at that. Hey, I think you've got something there. Do you think it would shock her if I asked her to stand by and watch me go down on your prick?"
"I don't know. Probably. But she gets over being shocked. I've seen her shocked before, badly, but she always gets over it."
"How many times have you fucked this broad, Bull?" she wanted to know.
I scratched my head. "Damned if I know. Three or four, maybe more. I never keep track of such things."
"Has she ever sucked you off?"
"Yes, I think so." The truth was, I couldn't remember at the moment if Nora had sucked me off or not.
"Honey," Mary said quietly, "you aren't giving me a line, are you?"
"Hell no, you ought to know me better'n that, baby."
"I thought I did," she said. Her face was impassive.
I studied her. "Are you angry about something?"
"Nope, just curious."
"I haven't done anything to or with this Nora Doans gal that I haven't told you, nothing I can recall at the moment, that is."
"I would hope," she said again quietly, "that you weren't lying to me."
"I'm not," I said earnestly. "I swear it. I just don't remember if she sucked me off or not. Maybe it'll come to me."
Much to my relief, she laughed. "Speaking of come, I'd still like to suck yours out before she gets here."
There was no time for further talk, for at that precise moment a knock came on the front door. I looked at Mary and she looked at me.
"Answer the door, honey," she said gently.
"I promise to be nice to her." She smiled at me nicely and I knew she meant what she had said.
"Are you willing to go far out with this gal, Mary?" I asked as I moved toward the door.
"I'll do anything, baby. Don't worry, I won't spoil your fun. I'll try to add to it."
I could have kissed her, but there wasn't time. I instead opened the door and smiled at Nora Doans. "Hello, Nora. Come in, my wife has been looking forward to seeing you."
Nora looked fine in a brown suit, the skirt of which wasn't as long as some of her outfits I had seen previously – two of them, to be exact. Her dark eyes were aflame, her dark brows perfectly even above her eyes, her teeth white and flashing. She entered the room and I introduced the two women, feeling rather odd at introducing someone I had screwed to my own wife, but this feeling passed almost immediately.
"My, but you're pretty, Mrs. Horton," Nora told Mary. "I just knew you would be pretty, but I never dreamed you would be so very pretty."
Obviously, this pleased Mary, for she already had gotten to her feet, all smiles, and now she graciously took Nora's coat and hung it up before I could offer to. "I do hope, Miss Doans, that you're as hot and bothered as Bull and I at seeing you, I mean," Mary said to her quietly. "I've heard quite a bit about your session with Jill Burns and my husband, and it thrills me just thinking about it."
Nora looked dubious but only for a moment. She obviously knew Mary was sincere because when Mary is sincere she is extremely sincere, if you know what I mean.
"I-er-feel just a trifle 'er embarrassed, Mrs. Horton. Are you sure you aren't angry at me for-having-er-intercourse with… well, you know who?"
Mary patted her cheek. "Of course not, my dear. I hope you enjoyed him." Mary coughed. "He does have such a nice one, don't you think. So hard and big and well, I'm sure you know what I mean. As for me, I could fuck or suck him every minute if it were humanly possible. Don't you feel that way about his cock, too, Miss Doans?"
"Er-yes indeed, but won't you please call me Nora. May I call you Mary?"
"Certainly. We should be on a first name basis inasmuch as both of us have sucked Bull's prick and swallowed his come." Mary laughed at this and moving away from Nora Doans, poured three quick drinks for us. She handed a glass to Nora and one to me. She lifted the third one. "A toast," she cried. "Here's to bigger and better cocks. May they grow so hard they' hurt everyone including the owners of them."
I laughed so hard I could barely swallow the contents of my glass, which I soon discovered was straight whiskey. I got it down all right and poured out three more for us, which we drank, the women trying desperately, I thought, to swallow the stuff as quickly and effortlessly as I was doing. Then we had another drink and still another and by this time I was getting high. So were the women and this was very obvious from the way they were behaving. Mary had her hand up Nora's leg and Nora was kissing Mary's titty. I simply stood there in the middle of the room, my cock hard and dripping and wanting to get into the act somehow. The next thing I knew Mary and Nora were shedding their garments as fast as possible. They both removed everything, strangely enough, but their stockings and shoes. The two of them walked from the living room into the large front room where there were no lights turned on. The only light in that room came from the living room, but I could see them well enough. They dropped to the carpeting, one facing in one direction, the other facing the opposite one. Mary was on her back and Nora lay down on her tummy-tummy. The two of them then, regardless of my presence, began tonguing each other's cunt.
They would squirm this way and that all the better to get their tongues in more deeply while their arms were flung about each other's body in a strange lovers' embrace. The way those two females went at one another was something else. I nearly blew off in my pants simply by watching their extreme passion. I felt somewhat left out of things, but the pleasure, I was obtaining from viewing the scene more than made up for any feelings of resentment I may have had, if I had any. I walked into the large room unnoticed by either Mary or Nora and removed my pants. Then I took off my under shorts and stood over the lipping, tonguing, gasping females, my cock dripping sap down onto their bodies. Neither of them paid any attention to me, as I have said, but I stood there having one small blow job after another, the come from my dick falling and striking them in the faces and breasts. Once I saw Nora remove her tongue from Mary's twat and run her hand over her face scooping up a bit of my, come. She put her fingers in her mouth quickly and cleansed them and then, still without noticing me, returned her face fiercely to Mary's crotch where she again began to tongue off my wife. Mary was having just as much of a passionate time of it as was Nora.
Mary's face was red, she was breathing very fast, little moans escaped from her throat from time to time and once I saw her use her two forefingers to separate Nora's cunt widely so she, Mary, could get her tongue in farther. It was, on the whole, a wildly exciting scene and if I hadn't known that eventually I would be included in the session I would, have felt very, bad indeed.
The first I knew one of them had seen me standing over them was when Nora grabbed me around the legs and squealing like a little piggy, drew me down on top of them. They reversed positions – I couldn't figure out why for a moment – and the next moment Nora was kissing my mouth passionately while Mary was sucking my cock. I wanted to blow off quickly, but I knew it was better to cool it, to hold back.
"Oh… baby…" I moaned, thrill after thrill passing up and down my spine.
I didn't say anything more for a very good reason. Nora had reversed her body again and her wet cunt was actually slapped against my mouth as she writhed her hips suggestively, wanting me to lip her off. I darted my tongue into her slit, enjoying it immensely while out of the corner of my eyes I saw her pull Mary's hips about until she, Nora, could reach my wife's box with her lips. Her head seemed to disappear between Mary's legs, while during all of this Mary continued to suck my dick, going all the way down on it with every "stroke" of her head.
Nora stopped lipping long enough to say something. "I've been such a fool…
I've been missing out on all the fun in life… believe me, I'm not going to miss out any longer." Immediately, she began darting her tongue into my wife's cunt, almost without dropping a beat.
While she was doing this, I was, of course, kissing her box and running my tongue over her slit, every now and then darting it up inside her far enough to cause her to stiffen and grasp my hair and pull. She pulled my hair so often and so hard during that entire session that I later wondered if the soreness would ever leave my scalp. Her cunt was sweet and wet and had a fleshy scent to it that was maddening. What made it especially nice, I supposed, was the knowledge that it had never been tampered with until I came along and did so. A virgin cunt or one that is almost a virgin, cunt, is the most delicious of all to lip and tongue. It is a physiological thing, of course, but just the same it is there-there in your mind, and you enjoy lipping and tonguing a twat you know hasn't been penetrated by another man's prick. At least, I felt this way now, and believe me, I gave her cunt a working over she wouldn't soon forget. At the same time Mary was sucking my dick with such reckless abandon I wondered how I ever stood it so long without squirting my sap into her mouth. It must have taken a super human effort of will on my part, because Mary's mouth enveloping my rigid penis felt marvelous, and "marvelous" isn't by any means a strong enough word. It was maddeningly wonderful. A three-way fest is terribly exciting, even as a four-way fest or even a five-way can be. I made up my mind that sooner or later, and hopefully sooner, I would arrange to get Jack, Jill, Mary and Nora together in one room, and along with myself we would have one hell of a daisy chain in operation.
"Oh… honey," Mary murmured. "Heavenly this is… so… " She broke off and returned to her cock-sucking chore, if it were a chore, which I doubted very much. It was a pleasure for her I could tell.
I tried not to think of the sensation of Mary's cock-sucking and my own cunt-lapping at the same time. I found that doing this gave me a "divided mind," that I didn't know which to enjoy, to concentrate on pleasure wise.
Finally, I decided that Mary would have to take care of her own sucking, that I would concentrate on Nora's pussy, which I began to do almost exclusively. The hair around her box was, of course, dark brown, the same as her head hair, and there wasn't much of it. I don't care to lap a female's cunt when she has too much hair there. The damned stuff gets between your teeth and becomes a bother.
At any rate, Nora didn't have that much and as I spread her legs as far as I could and bore in on her slit, the hole suddenly became much wetter.
I stopped lipping. "Are you in trouble?" I asked her, scarcely knowing what I was saying.
She giggled and pulled my hair. "Just a discharge, Mr. Horton. Pay no attention. Can you get your tongue up me a bit farther, please. I don't think you're touching the little… sensitive spot some of the time. I do so love to have you touch me there with your tongue. It makes me, as you say, very, very hot, sir. How is… your wife doing?… Her cunt tastes very good to me. I do hope she'll forgive me if I do it awkwardly. I've never had any experience in going down on people. Oh, I've been such a stupid fool all of my life."
"Please, Miss Doans," Mary said, a touch of irony in her tone, "don't make long speeches, suck and tongue me off."
"Oh, I'm terribly sorry, Mrs. Horton. You must think me a terrible… boob.
I'm really quite an… ass, you know."
I grinned and patted her behind. "Yes, you are, baby. You're quite an ass all right. I think I'll try to kiss it right now." I stretched my head and got my face in back of her and kissed her asshole with feelings of positive delight.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Mrs. Horton, for talking again, but that felt so marvelous, Mr.
Horton. Could you run your tongue up my… you know?"
"So you want your asshole reamed with my tongue. Well, my dear, I'm afraid we'll all have to change positions because a tongue isn't the best asshole-reamer there is. My cock will serve the purpose much more efficiently.
Do you mind, Mary?" This meant, of course, that Mary would have to give up my cock and stop her sucking on it."
Mary, being the dear girl that she always is, beamed and kissed my cheek quickly as she half threw her body over mine. "Bull honey, if our guest wants you to ream her asshole with your prick, then by all means do so. It would be terribly unkind of us not to do it, me for not stopping to suck It, and you for not ramming it up her ass. Come now, turn around, Miss Doans. Perhaps you'd better get up on your hands and knees. I know my husband. When he corn-holes a woman he likes to at least start from that position. There now. Are you comfortable, Miss Doans? Don't be unduly concerned about the pain of it at first. The pain leaves after a time, or perhaps it's that you become so hot you don't notice it till, later. At any rate, I see Bull is ready… just look at that long, hard ramrod of his, Miss Doans."
Miss Doans got up on her hands and knees, a look of lust on her face, the like of which I had never seen before. "Stick it up my asshole, Bull Horton," she rasped. "Ream my ass out good. Hurt me. Hurt me terribly. I don't care. I feel like I need to be hurt. My, what a long, big cock you have, Mr. Horton. I hope you shove it up my ass as far as you can get it… baby." Miss Doans giggled, but I had a feeling it was because of her use of the word "baby." What a strange female she was, I thought as I moved around in back of her and placed the head of my cock against her asshole… and shoved like crazy. She screamed with pain and (I think) pleasure as I systematically began to ream her a-hole.
She clutched at Mary and drew her down in front of her. Miss Nora Doans began to run her tongue hotly over Mary's ass, while I kept on corn-holing until, finally, of course, I increased the speed terrifically and blew off in her ass.