Sheila wasn't so sure that her husband's promotion to vice-president in charge of the trust department at First Union Bank was such a good deal.
His new position paid more money, and that was nice. She had bought a closet full of new clothes and some other things. But there were some drawbacks, too.
In the two months since her scheme had forced Hawkins to recommend Brad for the promotion, it seemed like she had hardly seen her husband. Brad was always flying off to some convention or conference and leaving her alone. Being alone so much left her bored and frustrated.
Sheila poured herself another cup of coffee and sat down in the kitchen breakfast nook and tried to concentrate on the novel she was reading. She read a couple of pages and then her mind began to wander. She thought about Brad. She had driven him to O'Hare International Airport just a couple of hours earlier to catch a seven a.m. flight to New York. The two days until he would return loomed like an eternity in front of her.
Brad told her that she should join some women's groups and take an interest in suburban civic affairs, but the idea turned her off. Meetings bored the hell out of her. Still, almost anything would be better than sitting around the house with nothing to do.
She was beginning to feel the same type of dullness in her life that she had before Marge had wised her and Brad up to putting some extra spark in their sex lives. She and Brad hadn't done any swapping for a while, and Sheila was starting to feel the urge to try something new.
For some reason, she started to get horny as hell every time Brad left on a business trip. She couldn't help wishing he were back so that they could jump into bed and fuck their brains out.
She looked up at the kitchen clock and discovered she had been daydreaming for almost half an hour. Her sexy thoughts had produced a warm feeling in her cunt, and suddenly Sheila realized she was hornier than hell. She pressed her thighs together. She wasn't wearing any pantyhose underneath her brief skirt, and the feel of one naked thigh against the other excited her.
It felt good just sitting there rubbing her thighs together and wiggling her ass against the seat of the breakfast nook. Without really thinking about what she was doing, she began unbuttoning her blouse. She slipped one hand inside her bra and cupped her tit. She was surprised at how warm the soft flesh felt. Her nipple hardened, under her touch, and she rubbed the erect little piece of flesh until shivers of pleasure rippled through her tit.
Soon the bra and the blouse got in the way of her self-induced pleasure, and Sheila shed the unwanted garments. She grabbed her tits in both hands and squeezed the luscious flesh between her fingers. It felt good, oh so good, Sheila thought to herself. She pushed her ample tits high up on her chest and licked first one nipple and then the other.
Sheila let her right hand slide down over her naked belly to her legs. She pulled up the miniskirt and caressed her soft thighs. Then she felt the wet spot on the crotch of her panties. She pressed a finger into the damp material and rubbed it over her puffy cuntlips. The panties were sopping with the juices that oozed from her pussy, and Sheila felt her clit begin to throb as her finger teased her cuntal rim.
Standing up in the middle of the kitchen, Sheila slipped out of her skirt and panties. Leaving her clothes in a pile, she went into the bedroom to look at herself in the mirror. Her nakedness excited her. She toyed with her tits and then eased her hands down over the smooth skin of her soft belly to her black cunt hair. She ran her fingers through the silky hair while she undulated her hips back and forth. Her hands went to the back of her body and she rubbed them over her, round asscheeks.
Her breathing grew heavier as she felt up her body and excited herself while she watched in the mirror. She hadn't masturbated to the point of an orgasm since she was in high school, and now she felt the joy of her own touch again. Her lusty cunt was really getting juiced up. She could feel the juices wetting the tops of her thighs.
Sheila pressed her fingers against her hardened clit and imagined she was being licked by a man's tongue. She closed her eyes and rubbed her love button with one hand while the fingernails of her other hand dug into her tender asscheeks. Slowly, Sheila lowered her nude body to the floor and lay on her back with her, legs spread wide apart.
Both hands went to her crotch, and instantly the middle finger of her left hand was entering her cunt. Deeper and deeper she inserted her finger into her juicy hole. But it didn't feel like a finger inside her, it felt like a cock. A small, thin cock, maybe, but a cock nonetheless. Sheila's other hand went to work on her clit again, and soon she was madly finger-fucking herself in a wild, sensual rhythm.
Her hips were bouncing up and down off the bedroom carpet and her finger was jabbing furiously into the depths of her cunt. Her pussy muscles spasmed as Sheila excited the sensuous flesh of her inner cunt with her finger. Her mouth was open and her head rolled from side to side as she panted and moaned under the delicious stimulation she was giving herself.
Her clit burned from the friction from her constantly moving fingers. She rubbed it harder and harder until the ripe organ stung with pleasure. She never knew that pain could feel so great. She reamed her cunt with her finger and pressed her thighs together to make her slippery channel tighter. Her body was lurching out of control now as she ground her hands and fingers into her cunt.
Her orgasm shot through her like a thousand thunderbolts. Her ass crashed against the floor, and her tits bounced against her chest. Sheila bit her lip as she came again and again, and then a giant wave of pleasure shook her whole body and left her completely drained.
It was early afternoon when Sheila woke up. When she opened her eyes and looked around, she didn't know where she was for a second. Then she looked down at her naked body and remembered what had happened. Slowly, she got to her feet and walked into the bathroom. She turned on the shower and stepped in.
The cool water felt good against her skin. She lathered herself up and coated her body with soapsuds. Then she let the spray rinse the soap from her body. Taking the bar of soap again, he rubbed it into her wet pubic hair. Her crotch soon became covered with the frothy suds, which she rubbed all the way back into her ass crack.
As she let the water wash the suds from her cunt hair, she adjusted the shower to make the water warmer. The warmer felt good against her swollen pussylips, and she decided to increase the temperature a little more. Gradually, Sheila realized that the warm spray was making her cunt twitch with pleasure.
She spread her legs, and then she adjusted the shower from a fine spray to a single jet like stream. She thrust her hips forward and spread her cuntlips open, exposing her clit to the jet of water. Sheila gasped as the water slammed against her cunt. She turned the faucet all the way toward hot and screamed as the searing stream of water drenched her aching clit and ran like a raging torrent into her crack.
Her pounding climax nearly made her knees buckle. She shrieked and shuddered as the hot jet of water burned her tender cunt. She wasn't even aware of turning off the shower and making her way to the bedroom where she collapsed.
Sheila wasn't sure how long the phone had been ringing by the time she came to her senses and answered it.
"Hello," she mumbled in a groggy, voice.
"What in the hell is going on over there?" Marge asked almost angrily. "I let the damn phone ring for a good five minutes."
"Uh, I, I'm not sure," Sheila replied. "It just started ringing, I think. Maybe there's something wrong with it."
"Yeah, well, anyway, Harry's gone on an office golf outing and won't be back until God knows what hour of the night. I thought maybe you'd like to come over for a cocktail and then we could treat ourselves to dinner somewhere."
"Cocktails? Now? What time is it?"
"God, honey, you must have been taking a nap. It's five o'clock. Time to get with it."
Sheila was shocked. Her orgy with herself had taken most of the day. She told Marge that she'd be over in a few minutes and hung up the phone. She quickly showered again and dressed. Somehow Marge had sounded suspicious and Sheila wanted to appear as if nothing were out of the ordinary.
"How about a gin and tonic?" Marge offered when Sheila arrived. "I've been sunning myself in the back yard all day, and I really could use something to cool me off."
They chatted on about nothing in particular as they sipped their drinks, and when the glasses were empty, Marge quickly refilled them. Sheila was glad to have someone to talk to.
"How's your swinging life going?" Marge asked without batting an eye. "You and Brad ought to be getting pretty experienced by now." Marge's ability to talk so frankly about sex still shocked Sheila a little. Sheila loved experimenting with sex, but it still seemed funny to her the way Marge could discuss fucking as though she were talking about the weather.
"I'm afraid things have been pretty quiet lately," Sheila replied. "Ever since Brad got his promotion, he's been too busy for us to set anything up."
"Too bad. You know what they say about all work and no play."
"Yeah, I know, but Brad really is busy, so I guess there's nothing we can do about it. At least for a while."
"You ought to come on a weekender with Harry and me. You'd have a great time."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, you see there's this group of us. About two dozen couples by now, I guess. Anyway, we rent this lodge out in the country. During the day you can play golf or tennis and swim and so on. At night you just sort of float around making it with anybody you like. I made it with about half a dozen different guys the last time. I even learned a few new tricks, and I thought I knew everything. Sound like fun?"
"I, well, I guess so," Sheila replied slowly. "It all sounds, well kind of out in the open."
"It is, baby. Harry and I always make sure we get to watch each other make it with somebody at least once during the weekend. It makes it all the more groovy."
"I just can't imagine Brad watching while I fucked somebody else."
"Why not? You'd be surprised how excited a scene like that can get you."
"Yeah, I suppose so," Sheila said hesitantly.
"Just, listen to me, honey, I can teach you a lot," Marge said as she got up and walked slowly over to where Sheila was sitting and stood in front of her.
Sheila had an idea of what Marge might be leading up to. "Like what?" she replied teasingly.
"Like this, baby," Marge purred softly as she bent aver and kissed Sheila tenderly on the lips. Sheila responded to the soft warmth of Marge's lips by pressing forward to return the kiss. They mashed their lips together for several minutes, and then Marge pulled Sheila to her feet.
Marge encircled Sheila's slim waist with her arms and their bodies eased together. Sheila's hands went to the back of Marge's neck as they kissed again. Marge felt so soft and the skin of her neck was smooth and silky. And instead of feeling her boobs being crushed against a muscular chest, Sheila felt them being met by the soft mounds of Marge's tits. The sensation of having another woman's tits pressed against her own thrilled and excited Sheila.
Their bodies swayed slowly back and forth as they tasted each other's mouths and let their tongues twist and glide feverishly together. Marge sucked Sheila's tongue deep into her mouth as she ran her hands down Sheila's back and over the smooth curves of her asscheeks. Sheila responded by grinding her cunt passionately against Marge's.
Their bodies eased away from each other after a few moments.
"Whew, you learn fast," Marge said breathlessly. "Oh, Marge, I want to. I want to!" Sheila replied. "What do you want me to do?"
"I want you to take off your clothes. I want to see you naked. Would you like to do that?"
"Yes, yes I would," Sheila said haltingly.
Marge sat down on the couch and picked up her gin and tonic as Sheila began to fumble with the buttons of her blouse. She took off the blouse and unsnapped her bra and removed that, too.
Marge took a sip of her drink as she gazed at Sheila's lovely naked tits. Sheila kicked off her shoes and unzipped her slacks. Marge looked at her longingly as Sheila eased her slacks down her slim legs and stepped out of them. Sheila's triangle of jet black cunt hair was easily visible through her sheer red bikini panties, and she let Marge stare at her for several seconds before removing the last of her garments.
"It feels so groovy to be naked like this," Sheila murmured. "Can we make love now?"
"You bet we can, baby," Marge answered. She led Sheila to the bedroom and told her to lie down on the bed. In seconds Marge was completely nude, too. Marge got into bed with Sheila and they lay facing each other with their naked thighs and tits barely touching. They kissed with wet, open mouths and slowly eased their bodies together. Sheila trembled as she felt Marge's naked skin press against her own for the first time.
Marge's hands were all over Sheila's sexy body. Marge squeezed and kneaded the shimmering flesh of her asscheeks and probed into her crack with her fingers. Sheila squirmed with delight. She couldn't believe what was happening to her. Marge's lips descended to the delicate skin of Sheila's neck and then found their way to the tops of her tits.
Sheila lay on her back and writhed passionately as Marge's hot lips planted steaming kisses on her nipples. The older woman nibbled on her tits and then sucked her hard nipples between her lips and bathed them with her hot tongue.
Heavy sighs came from Sheila's parted lips as Marge lashed at her tits with her tongue. Sheila could feel her juices oozing out of her burning cunt to soak her pussy hair and dampen the tops of her thighs. She pressed her thighs together and felt the lusty heat well up within her cunt.
"Oh, Marge, your lips feel so good," Sheila panted. "I love to have you suck my tits. Please let me suck yours, too."
Marge moved her body over Sheila's and let her smallish boobs hang directly over Sheila's mouth. Sheila licked at the underside of one of the firm, round tits and lapped at the smooth skin in a circular fashion until she closed in on the erect nipple with her moist lips. Marge's hand was between Sheila's thighs and she arched her ass to meet the touch of the other woman's fingers as she sucked the nipple between her lips.
Her soft, wet cuntlips parted and a finger eased into the hot channel as Sheila felt her lusty body probed by another woman for the first time. Sheila moaned with pleasure as Marge twisted her finger around inside her burning cunt.
Pulling her tit away from Sheila's eager mouth, Marge began kissing her way down the lovely girl's body until she came to the silky cunt hair. Marge brushed her lips through the hair and blew her warm breath over her hot cuntlips. Then Marge slithered her tongue into Sheila's waiting cunt and sent countless shivers of pleasure racing through her body. Sheila spread her legs, opening her cunt to Marge's onslaught. Marge licked at the dripping cunt hole and then found Sheila's throbbing clit. Sheila nearly went wild as she felt her clit being sucked between Marge's loving lips.
Sheila grabbed for Marge's naked hips and pulled them toward her. "Let me eat you too. Please, Marge, I want to eat your cunt."
Marge quickly allowed herself to be pulled toward Sheila's face, and soon they were lapping and sucking each other's cunts in fervent passion.
The taste of another woman's cunt sent Sheila's mind reeling. She mashed her lips against the soft, wet flesh and slid her tongue into the depths of. Marge's slot. Sheila screwed her tongue into the delightful cunt as though she were actually fucking it. Then she licked her way over the entire opening of Marge's twat until she found the little folds of skin that hid her cunt.
Carefully, Sheila peeled the protective layers of skin back with her fingers and teased the throbbing little love button with the tip of her tongue. Marge thrust her hips forward, banging her clit against Sheila's teeth. Both girls were moaning and writhing in wanton pleasure as they licked each other's curds.
Sharp stings of pain and pleasure raced through Sheila's body as she felt Marge dig her sharp fingernails into her asscheeks. Sheila licked at Marge's cunt until her tongue was raw and sore. They bucked their hips and moaned as they started to come.
The juices gushed from Marge's cunt as she came and drenched Sheila's lips and face. Sheila felt her own climax rip through her as Marge continued to suck on her clit. For several minutes their bodies spasmed as they drank the juices that flowed from each other's cunts.
When it was over, they lay together in each other's arms. They kissed tenderly, softly, tasting the juices of their own cunts on each other's lips.
It was several weeks later before Sheila got up the nerve to tell Brad about her affair with Marge. As had been the case recently, Brad had been so busy that they hardly had a chance to take it easy and talk things over.
Finally, things slowed down at the bank, and they started to lead a more normal life again. Brad began to come home at dinnertime, and they found time to enjoy each other. Then one evening Brad brought home a couple of new swingers' magazines and Sheila saw her chance to tell him about her cunt-lapping session with Marge.
"I thought maybe we'd find ourselves some new friends," Brad said with a grin as he loosened his tie and took a sip of the martini Sheila had ready for him when he walked in the door.
Sheila sat down next to Brad and they began thumbing through the magazines.
"As long as you're interested in new friends, maybe you'd like to hear about my new friend," Sheila said.
"Your new friend? Who? What do you mean?"
"I mean my new friend, Marge," Sheila said.
"Marge? We've lived next door to her for two years," Brad said in an annoyed tone.
Sheila decided to quit trying to be cute and blurt it out. "Well we may have been neighbors before, but never lovers. Marge and I made love the other day." She looked at Brad and waited, wondering what he would say.
Brad put down the magazine and looked at her. "You what?"
"You heard me," Sheila said defensively. "Marge and I made love. We sucked each other's cunts and we came together. It was groovy as hell."
Brad took a big gulp of his martini. "Are you handing me a line of shit or what?"
"Oh, don't pretend to be so shocked. You've read about bored housewives and all that. Well, a few weeks ago when you and Harry were both gone, Marge and I were sitting around sloshing down some booze. We started to get horny and there weren't any men around. One thing sort of led to another and we ended up in bed together."
"Well, I'll be damned," Brad said softly as he poured himself another martini.
"Don't be mad, honey," Sheila begged. "I wouldn't have had to tell you. I just don't like having any secrets, you know."
Sheila was relieved that Brad wasn't furious. She had been afraid to tell him, but now she was glad she had. She told him exactly how it had happened, and Brad pressed her for every detail of her session with Marge. He seemed immensely interested and even a little turned on by her story.
"Would you like to do it again?" Brad asked.
"Again?" Brad's question surprised her. "Yes, I think I would. It really excited me in a weird sort of way."
Abruptly, Brad changed the subject, but a couple of days later Sheila found out that he was still interested. He got out the swingers' magazines and began browsing through the Chicago ads.
"Here's one that looks interesting," Brad said, and he pointed to an ad as he handed the magazine to Sheila.
"Girl, mid-twenties. Attractive and sexy. Wants to meet singles or couples for swinging parties. Loves threesomes."
Sheila turned the idea over in her mind. It did sound interesting as hell. She knew she wanted to try it.
"It sounds fantastic," Sheila said after a couple of minutes. "I'll write to her tomorrow."
"Send her our phone number and tell her to call right away," Brad instructed her. "I don't want to wait forever to set this up."
It was just over a week later when Sheila was reading a book one afternoon and the phone rang.
"Hello, Sheila Tomlin?" The voice sounded young and soft. "This is Cindy Atkins. I got your letter. You and your husband sound like my kind of people. When can we meet?"
Sheila quickly arranged for Cindy to visit them the following Saturday evening, and then she phoned Brad to tell him.
Sheila and Brad had just finished dressing when they heard a car stop out in front of the house. Sheila hurried to the window and saw a cab driver opening the rear door of his taxi. A blonde, rather delicate-looking girl got out and smiled at the driver as she paid him and started up the walk.
As Cindy neared the front door, Sheila realized that the girl wasn't at all what she and Brad had been expecting. Instead of looking hard and sexy, Cindy looked fragile and shy. Her skirt came down almost to her knees, and her rather loose blouse was buttoned up to the neck. Sheila couldn't really tell whether the girl had much of a figure or not.
Maybe it wasn't her, Sheila thought as the girl rang the doorbell.
"Hi, I'm Cindy," the girl said rather meekly as Sheila opened the door.
"Come in. I'm Sheila and this is my husband Brad," Sheila responded just as Brad walked into the room. Brad was equally surprised at Cindy's appearance and he was a little dumbfounded at first. She reminded him of a librarian he had once known.
Brad almost felt guilty offering the girl a drink, but she surprised him by casually asking for a Scotch on the rocks. They ate dinner without a word about sex. Both Brad and Sheila felt almost too embarrassed to bring it up. Cindy told them she was twenty-three and worked as a receptionist in a dentist's office. She seemed impressed when Sheila volunteered that Brad was a bank vice-president, but she didn't ask him what bank he was with, nor did she seem interested in finding out anything else about her host and hostess.
After dinner they went into the rec room where Sheila put on some music and Brad poured them some brandy.
"I'm glad you answered my ad," Cindy said shyly as Brad handed her the glass. "I like you both already." Her voice was soft and almost childlike.
They sipped their drinks and then Cindy asked where the bathroom was. She took her large leather purse and followed Sheila down the hallway to the bathroom.
"Thanks," she said. "I'll only be a minute."
When Cindy came back to the rec room, she was wearing a powder-blue baby-doll outfit consisting only of a shortie top and a pair of matching bikini panties. Both items were made of see-through material, and the super-brief panties only covered a small portion of her ass.
Her tits were surprisingly large for such a small girl, and her legs, though slim, were exquisitely shaped. Her round asscheeks jiggled a little as she walked.
Cindy noted the expressions of approval on her hosts' faces as Brad and Sheila admired her lovely body. Without saying a word Cindy began dancing to the slow, sexy music coming from the stereo. Her body swayed and her curvy hips undulated to the sultry tempo.
She turned her back to them and, while swaying her hips in time to the music, tugged her panties upward until she had pulled the back of them into the crack of her ass. Turning around, she did the same thing in front. Cindy kept puffing the thin material upward until the crotch of her panties was nothing more than a G-string.
The tight feeling of the material against her cunt and asshole excited her as she began dancing again. She loved having people look at her and she loved turning them on with her sexy body.
Although Brad had gotten a hard-on almost immediately, it was Sheila who was getting turned on the most. She started undressing, and by the time Cindy was finished with her sexy dance, Sheila was down to her bra and panties. She felt the moisture that had seeped out of her horny cunt, and she knew Cindy's curd must be juiced up, too.
Brad took Cindy by the hand and pulled her to him. Willingly, she let her body melt against his as he cupped her naked asscheeks in his hands and pressed his mouth against hers.
"Hey, ladies first," Sheila complained as she grabbed Brad by the shoulder. "How about getting us another drink?"
Cindy giggled as Brad let go of her and went out to the kitchen to get the bottle of cognac. The bottle was nearly empty, so he had to go down to the basement for a new bottle. When he got back to the rec room, the girls were gone.
Puzzled, Brad walked down the ball and noticed a light on in the bedroom. He pushed open the door and stared in amazement.
There, totally nude, were Cindy and Sheila lying together on the king-sized bed. Cindy was lying on top of Sheila, and their mouths were locked together in a wet, sensuous kiss.
Impulsively, Brad stripped off his clothes, but then instead of joining them, he pulled the dressing table chair over close to the bed and decided to just watch for a while.
Sheila noticed him sitting there, and she smiled at him as she began kissing Cindy's neck and running her hands over the young girl's smooth, white asscheeks. Sheila glanced at Brad as he sipped his cognac with one hand and gave his cock a few strokes with the other.
Cindy parted her lips and licked her way down to Sheila's tits. Sheila arched her chest upward, offering her hard, red nipples to her lover. Brad watched as Cindy licked at the succulent flesh buds and nibbled them with her teeth. Sheila was squirming with pleasure. Pleasure that she got from being kissed and fondled and pleasure that she got from displaying her lust in front of Brad.
As her lips rolled over Sheila's burning nipple, Cindy slid on one knee between her lover's legs and nestled it against her soft cunt. Sheila groaned with delight as the girl pushed her knee harder against the wet opening of her pussy.
"Do you like it?" Cindy whispered. "Do I make you feel good?"
"Oh, yes, yes," Sheila panted, "it's wonderful. I love it."
"Do you want me to kiss your cunt? I'd like to kiss your lovely cunt and have you kiss mine, too. Do you want to do that?"
"Oh, I can't wait to have you kiss my cunt, Cindy. But let me kiss your tits, first."
Brad could hardly believe what was going on. His wife was making love with a woman and brazenly planning to eat her cunt! And right in front of him!
Cindy rolled over on her back. Her tits stood up firmly from her tiny body, and Sheila's hand trembled, as she reached out to touch them. Sheila eased her mouth slowly down to Cindy's waiting tits and licked them with her wet tongue. As Sheila bent over Cindy, the young girl reached between Sheila's legs and found her wet cuntlips. Quickly, Cindy's fingers began fondling Sheila's clit, sending shivers of delight through her cunt.
Slowly, Sheila began kissing her way down the girl's soft belly until her mouth brushed against the soft pussy hair. Sheila licked the inside of Cindy's thighs and then licked her cuntal rim. She snaked her tongue into the open slot and then Cindy twisted around to get her head between Sheila's legs.
Brad was pumping his cock faster now as he watched his wife locked in an incredible sixty-nine with Cindy.
Sheila flicked her tongue at Cindy's swollen clit and felt it quiver with pleasure. At the same time, Cindy's tongue darted into Sheila's slippery snatch, and soon Sheila felt as though she were being fucked by a small soft cock. The action of Cindy's tongue lifted Sheila to new peaks of sexual bliss. It was fantastic.
Furiously, Sheila licked at Cindy's throbbing clit until neither girl could stand it any longer. Their cunt muscles flexed as they felt each other's orgasms explode in their faces. They pumped their bodies back and forth in a wild frenzy as they climaxed together.
After a few minutes, Cindy pulled her pretty face away from Sheila's cunt and looked at Brad. His rigid prick stood straight up from his crotch. Her face still wet with Sheila's juices, Cindy slid from the bed and knelt in front of Brad.
Resting her hands on his muscular thighs, Cindy leaned forward and planted a light kiss on the base of his big cock. Sheila turned to watch as Cindy began licking Brad's bulging balls and kissing them with her wet lips. Cindy's lips were an absolute delight. They were soft and warm, and they felt like velvet against Brad's hard prick.
Cindy opened her mouth and slid her moist tongue up the length of Brad's cock as though she were licking in ice-cream cone. Her tongue licked at the tiny opening at the end of his cock. She loved the taste of his cockhead as she sucked it into her mouth.
Suddenly Sheila wasn't content with just watching. She got up and eased herself between Brad's legs along with Cindy. While Cindy massaged the head of Brad's cock with her lips, Sheila licked at the lower part of his rigid shaft.
Brad was in heaven as the two naked women knelt in front of him and stroked his cock with their horny tongues.
Cindy sucked at his prick and swirled her tongue around the tip until Brad felt as though his cock were going to explode. Then Cindy cased his cock out of her mouth. Instantly Sheila joined her in licking at the tip of his prick and soon they both were swirling their tongues over the purplish flesh of his cock like a dozen fireflies.
They felt Brad's cock throb violently and licked him faster as his cum jetted from the tip of his prick. His first spurt of hot jism hit Cindy's lips and then Sheila moved in to catch the remaining gushes with her tongue.
When he had finished coming, the two girls turned to each other and kissed. They smeared Brad's sticky, white jism against each other's lips and licked it out of each other's mouths with their tongues.
As the girls stood up finally, Sheila grabbed Brad's half-limp cock and gave it a playful squeeze.
"We'll have to do something about that, won't we, Cindy?" Sheila teased.
"Don't worry, baby, I'll be ready any time you are," Brad shot back.
"Okay, super-stud, you'll get your chance," Sheila said as she took Brad's nearly empty brandy glass and sipped the rich liquor.
"I could use a shower," Cindy sighed. "Why don't we all take one together and then we can start all over again?"
"Great idea," Brad agreed enthusiastically.
They all crowded into the shower together and Brad turned on the water. Soon Sheila and Cindy were soaping him up, and he responded by lathering their bodies, paying special attention to their glistening tits and their cunt hair. Cindy spread her legs wide apart and let Brad soap her ass crack and her cunt with his hands.
"Umm, feels good," she purred.
Meanwhile, Sheila soaped up his cock and washed it off. Finally they stepped out of the shower and dried off.
Brad's cock was good and hard again as they strolled back into the bedroom. Now it was his turn to take the lead. He took Cindy in his arms and pulled her close to him. Her warm skin felt good against his hard prick as their mouths crushed together. Instantly her tongue was in his mouth, probing, licking and exploring. Brad clutched her little asscheeks and squeezed the supple flesh.
Then Brad felt his wife's naked body pressing against his back. She kissed the back of his neck and ground her hairy cunt against his ass. Her tits felt soft against his hard back.
Still clinging together, the three of them fell onto the bed. Brad sucked one of Cindy's tits into his mouth. Their passions were mounting again as they pressed their naked bodies together. While Brad sucked on Cindy's nipple, Sheila kissed her on the lips. Then, with the girls lying side by side, Brad began fingering their cunts as they kissed each other.
Brad went down on Cindy first. She opened her legs, giving him easy access to her dripping snatch. Brad buried his face in Cindy's twat while he jammed his finger into his wife's hot cunt. Sheila wiggled her ass against the sheet as Brad stroked the walls of her slick cunt with his finger.
Cindy gasped as Brad's stiff tongue found her clit. The burning sensation in her cunt was driving her wild as Brad sucked at the core of her sex. She pumped her hips as Brad worked at her delicious twat. Brad's tongue set her aflame, but she had to have more than just a tongue-fucking.
"Brad, fuck me! I wanted your cock!" Cindy cried.
Without hesitating, Brad lay on his back and guided Cindy over his crotch. She moaned as she lowered her cunt to his waiting cock and felt herself impaled on his rigid tool. She trembled as his big cock stretched her cunt walls and filled her completely.
Spasms of joy rippled through Cindy's cunt as she worked his cock deeper and deeper into her eager slot.
As Sheila watched Brad's cock slide into Cindy's pussy, Brad reached out and pulled his horny wife aver his face. Sheila willingly positioned her snatch over Brad's mouth. She was facing Cindy and could watch as Brad rammed his cock into the delicate girl's body.
While Brad speared her cunt with his tongue, Sheila leaned forward and kissed Cindy's tits. Soon the two girls were sliding their tongues in and out of each other's mouths while Brad took, care of their cunts.
As Brad began to jab his cock into Cindy with greater fury, Sheila bent all the way over and licked at his shaft each time it emerged from Cindy's twat. Then Sheila licked at Cindy's clit as Brad's cock slid back and forth past her wet lips.
The room was filled with the sounds of their orgy. Cindy was panting and moaning as she felt Brad's big cock fuck her cunt. Their bodies heaved and pound together as they raced toward their orgasms, each blinded to everything except their sexual gratification.
Cindy screamed as Brad speared her tender cunt with his prick and Sheila licked at her quivering clit. Sparks ripped through Cindy as Brad drilled his cock into her. Then Cindy felt Brad shoot his hot stream of cum into her cunt and she climaxed with him, her cunt burning with sheer pleasure.
Brad sucked at his wife's clit as he emptied his load into Cindy and he felt Sheila's cunt shudder with her orgasm. Sheila kept licking at Cindy's clit, and then eagerly lapped up some of Brad's cum as it trickled out of the girl's cunt.
Exhausted, they disengaged their bodies and lay side by side on the bed. One by one, they drifted off to sleep, their orgasms still warming their bodies.