Jeff was harboring the perverted feeling that his balls might burst open at any moment and the bitch beneath him would be denied her erotic pleasure of drinking his load… instead, it would gush out into her face, blinding her, clogging her nose and strangling her. But of course, that was just wishful thinking wasn't it? He was about ready to come apart inside, blow his sperm right into her gullet, which was exactly what she was waiting for as she sucked him like some kind of machine, her lips brushing against the hair of his groin, his cock plunging to the very depths of her throat with every
Oh God, Karen… where are you? Help me shed this lascivious witch who is draining the very life from my soul and body. God, when I saw your lovely, delicate pureness I realized what I had given up blindly. Please… please… for God's sake, darling, come back to me!
"Oh… Oh…" he blurted aloud.
He gaped down at her rounded lips clenching hungrily around his throbbing prick as his loins grew hot and he felt the sweat oozing between his legs. The pressure building in his balls that were slapping against her chin as she worked in a near hypnotic state, was excruciating… unbearable, and his cock seemed to inflate and lengthen.
He thought: I've got the condominium contract, darling. Please… please come back to me!
"Mmmmmm," Muriel hummed up at him, her eyes widening excitedly with what she knew was coming.
At that moment, it happened! There was a jerk in his loins and nothing in the world could have stopped the seething liquid white flow as he jerked his cock from her mouth, holding the heavy shaft back so that its swollen, lurching head was inches from her wide open mouth… and then, it began squirting its streams of white hot sperm in lengthy jets into her gaping mouth, filling it to the brim in the manner she liked, and he watched her swallow it away time and again until his loins pumped and nothing came… She'd sucked him completely dry…
Jeff pulled his deflated prick from her still sucking mouth and climbed off her. He rolled to the side of the bed and sat there. Momentarily, he sat with head bowed, then reached for a cigarette on the night stand.
Muriel moved toward him. "What's wrong, lover?"
"Nothing's wrong."
"Oh… I think there is," she replied softly. "I… I have the feeling your lovely ex-wife is reaching
you."
"So…?" Jeff said, standing and moving directionlessly around the room. "Is that so damned strange?"
Muriel rolled onto her back. "Perhaps," she said. "Perhaps, it is, darling. How do they say that? A lot of water has passed under the bridge…?"
"Never mind your philosophy. Let's get things straightened out between us," Jeff snapped. He walked back and forth, smoking. "Frankly, Muriel, I've had it… right up to here."
"Ooohhh…? Well now, I suppose those things do happen, don't they? Handsome young husband gets look at beautiful divorced wife and wants to start all over again…" She laughed as she got from the bed and went to the mirror. "Well, darling, if that's the way you feel… fine. But first, there's a little something I think you should see… Come here."
He'd truly had it. Might just as well get it over with now. These scenes were never good at their very best, but regardless, there could never be anyone but Karen… and that had been proven to him when he had laid eyes on her earlier this evening. So, she was frigid… Good God, he had since learned that there were worse things. He loved her with every fiber of his being, and given half a chance he was going to tell her. Momentarily, he had seen reciprocal love in her lovely eyes tonight… before whatever the hell it was that had happened; but he was certain, she loved him as much as he loved her… and he would almost bet she was still a near virgin…
"Come here," Muriel persisted, standing before the mirror that looked into Nathan's quarters. She extinguished their own lights.
Jeff walked around the bed angrily. Well, he ought to know all of the intricate devices in this house. He'd seen to their installation, and now she was eavs-dropping on her husband again. He came up beside her, looked… and froze, a heavy tremor of revulsion surging through him as he stared in disbelief.
Good God almighty! Beyond the mirror, lying on the couch only a few feet away lay Karen, naked, with Nathan Brendell between her widespread thighs, her beautiful face twisted in ecstasy as the huge man fucked his giant cock into her golden, virginal pussy!
He couldn't believe it! It was impossible! My God… not Karen, of all people! Why… why, she was a human icicle… and who should know better than he…? But… but, there she lay, nevertheless, her whole body twitching and writhing beneath the huge body of Nat Brendell…
Quickly, Jeff pushed Muriel to one side and fumbled with the panel controls beside the mirror, turning up the volume of sound, immediately picking up Karen's incessant groans as she moaned up into the moistness of his mouth, and Jeff visualized her thrusting her tongue with complete abandon deep into his throat. Low hums of passionate, servile surrender were coming in torrents from deep in her chest, her face contorted with lewd desire, as her mouth worked, her neck strained, and her nostrils flared, a light film of perspiration covering her forehead under her disheveled, soft blonde hair.
"Ooooh yes, yes… fuck it hard, darling, fuck it hard!" she was begging, gasping in abandoned welcome to the punishing prick sinking deep into her tightly clasping cunt.
Jeff gaped as Nat's big hands slipped under the white rounded moons of her buttocks, raising them and at the same time, straining his cock forward into her with all the strength of his hips and thighs. She was moaning incoherently as hungrily she wound her long smooth legs up and around his hips and he thrust deeper into her. Jeff could see the soft, pink folds of her vagina clinging to his cock as it withdrew from her, squeezing tightly around his rigid column, and he found himself wagering that she could feel every inch on that huge elephantine prick fucking into the small tight virginal cunt he so well remembered and loved so much.
Good God! He couldn't stand it! He was going in there and… and…
"Wait a minute, lover," Muriel caught hold of him as he started for the door. "Where do you think you're going?"
"I'm going to kill that goddamned husband of yours!"
"Oh? And for what?"
"For what he's doing to my wife, that's for what?" Jeff barked at her, jerking his arm free.
"Your wife? Aren't you just a bit mixed up, lover?" she said, speaking in that soft, smoky, never riled, voice of hers. 'Don't you think you better give the whole thing a moment of cool-headed thought… eh?"
Enraged though he was, Jeff paused long enough to let her words register, and that was sufficient to restore a measure of rational thinking once more. Suddenly, he felt very stupid… standing there naked with this woman who was calmly in the process of lighting a cigarette. Slowly, he walked back to the bed and slumped down on the edge. She was right, of course. There wasn't a damned thing he could do about it… except blow his whole future by creating a scene. Maybe, he'd blown it already with Muriel… God almighty… his own sweet, beautiful Karen being fucked like a bitch in heat on the other side of that wall… He just couldn't believe it…
Muriel came over to stand before him. She dragged at her cigarette and let out smoke in the semi-darkness, the light from the next room showing through the mirror as the sounds of Karen's and Nathan Brendell's violent lovemaking continued to come to them clearly.
"It might interest you to know, lover, that your ex and my husband were watching us just a few minutes ago," she said calmly.
Jeff looked up at her. "What the hell did you say?"
Muriel laughed lightly. "Why so surprised? You know that's the routine at my parties… a bit of voyeurism for stimulation. Best aphrodisiac I know of."
"Oh God…" Jeff moaned. He might have guessed that had he used his head at all. The thought sickened him… that his Karen had watched this woman sucking his prick… and… and the way he had licked her cunt… My God, there was nothing he could do! He'd lost her for certain this time… for certain and forever… Momentarily, he thought he was going to bawl… like a baby… but a sudden feminine moan of erotic pleasure filled the room, and he leaped to his feet, going back to the mirror.
Brendell was working feverishly over her and Karen was tossing her head from side to side as she moaned ceaselessly from her open mouth. He had lengthened his strokes, bringing his cock nearly all the way out of her clasping vagina, then plunging forward into her uplifted buttocks, his balls slapping harshly against the unprotected crevice and her tight little anus. Jeff stared and saw the big man's hand trail down over the tight smooth skin of her ass and one of his fingers find the small puckered hole cradled defenselessly there. He even felt his own prick jerk as Nathan's finger pushed into it with a sudden movement and he saw the soft, rubbery flesh yield before his attack.
"Ooohhh," Karen gasped, the mixed sound of pain-pleasure tumbling from her lips.
Jeff held his breath, watching the finger sink deeper into the hairless little ring of flesh.
"Ohhh God!" she groaned again as it dug further into her defenseless asshole; but Brendell didn't stop and Jeff's prick gave another lurch when he saw the way the big man was working the thick digit around inside, stretching her rubbery softness wider and wider as he ground into her. And then, Jeff's mouth fell open when he saw him insert a second finger.
God! He wanted to smash in there and tear the filthy bastard off her… beat him within an inch of his life for violating her soft, white flesh! But he knew there was nothing he could do… and then, he felt Muriel beside him taking hold of his own hardening cock, its unwanted rigidness incited the more by the deep guttural moans of pleasure coming from Karen's chest as she skewered her rectum back onto Nat's fingers probing around in the soft rubbery depths of her back passage. He had her hopelessly impaled between his hard throbbing cock in her vagina and his fingers shoved tightly in her asshole, and she was moaning and mewling beneath him, twisting and whimpering in wanton abandon under the double ravishment of her loins.
Muriel had begun to milk Jeff's shaft, moving the heavy outer layer of skin back and forth as she stood close to him, her arm around his waist, watching wild-eyed the lascivious performance in the next room.
"Oohhh," she breathed heavily as she saw her husband's free hand move down the rounded cheek of Karen's ass to where his cock was sliding wetly in and out of her blonde pussy and fondle the contracting lips where he entered her, raising further moans of sensation from her. Suddenly, Muriel couldn't stand to watch any longer and swiveled around in front of Jeff, her back to him, bending over, her legs wide apart, until her hands touched the floor. "Fuck me," she hissed. "Hurry… now!"
Jeff tore his eyes from the mirror to look down at Muriel's warm stretched buttocks presented obscenely for his use. Her vagina was loose and moist, waiting for his thrusting prick just below the puckered little ring of her anus. His cock had swollen into rack-hardness at the foul sight of his own exwife, Karen, being fucked half silly by another man, even as his embittered hate for her was growing in leaps and bounds inside him. As well, was he filled to the brim with disgust and revulsion for this woman who was bent over in front of him like some slave-girl waiting to be taken by her master, and as the head of his cock made electrical contact with the soft pubic hair covering the tender folds of flesh at the mouth of her vagina, he felt her fingers grasp his shaft, move it up and down for a moment then draw it into her, the warm moist flesh of her opening popping teasingly over its head.
He held himself only a moment while Muriel waggled her buttocks back toward his fleshy rod,: then he rammed forward, his cock bursting into her exposed, defenseless cunt with hate-filled fury, smashing and tearing everything before it as it plunged deeper and deeper until his loins smacked against her upturned ass.
"Aaggghhh!" Muriel grunted, and he caught tight to her hips at the tops of her thighs and held her fast, beginning immediately to surge into her with long deep strokes while she began to rotate her ass, pushing back at him so that she was nearly lifted from her feet when he rammed forward. He swung his head from side to side as he battered deeper and deeper into her stretched and open cunt in his rage, then, through the mirror he saw Nathan Brendell rip his fingers from Karen's rectum and heard the wet hissing sound come through the speaker.
Jeff stared and fucked into Muriel simultaneously, watching as Brendell pressed his hands behind Karen's knees pushing them back hard until they touched the couch beside her shoulders, making the plane of her beautiful crotch wide open to the jack-hammer thrusts of his loins as he smacked cruelly into her.
"OH oh, oh, oh, oh," Karen began to cough, her face twisted in an unrecognizable grimace of pure lust.
Brendell grunted loudly and quickened his stroke, grinding hard and deep so that his cock bored far up into the secret, never before touched recesses of her womb. Jeff saw her full breasts heave and quiver up against the pressure of his heavy chest… and suddenly she began to convulse and shiver beneath him.
"Oh Gad… Oh my God! I'm cumming! Yes… yes… I'm cumming! Ooohhhh!" she half screamed.
Jeff couldn't believe it! She was actually cumming! He gaped in awe at the warm gushes of wet sticky liquid flooding from the lips of her cunt around Brendell's wildly thrusting cock hammering into her. Vile hatred soared ragingly through him and he felt hot tears streaming down his cheeks as he plunged his own vengeance-filled cock as deep as it would go into Muriel Brendell's insatiable cunt.
Suddenly, she moaned and began to babble unintelligible sounds from the floor in front of him, and at the same time he felt a flood of warmth around his prick inside her pulsating vagina, and her juices foamed whitely out around the edges of his deeply imbedded prick and down into the softness of his swaying testicles.
She groaned out her release the moment his sperm began to churn and erupt, spurting wildly from the end of his hammering cock and shooting deep inside her. He gritted his teeth and in his hate he ground his pelvis unmercifully into her, digging the inflated head of his shaft into the snail-like mouth of her womb painfully. She whimpered, her own orgasm passed and tried to move forward from him, but he held her secure in his effort to inflict the limit in agony and subjugation on her.
Finally, it was done and he backed out of her as the light on the other side of the mirror was extinguished. He staggered backwards and heard Muriel drawing the drape over the mirror before she turned on their lights.
For a long moment, they stared at one another, as if letting their eyes get used to the sudden brightness. Then, Muriel said: "You're leaving me, aren't you lover?"
"Yes."
"Tonight?"
"Now… Right now."
Muriel shrugged and smiled. "Well… I suppose it had to come sooner or later. Friends, darling?"
"Friends."
"Good… And… and what about your ex…?"
"She can go to hell," Jeff said bitterly. "Right straight to hell… the goddamned little whore!"