The week went well at The Spa. Abigail had gone to her husband's office and, once again, caught him fucking his personal secretary. To her surprise, it didn't bother the eighteen-year-old wife. She watched her husband fucking his prick into another woman with a kind of personal detachment that left her feeling numb.
When Abigail showed up late at The Spa on Friday, she was certain only of one thing: that she was going to fuck and fuck and fuck until she was too tired to fuck any more. She didn't say anything to Sara or Bernice about it. For the young brunette with the tight, compact body, the rage she felt was tempered only by the fact that she could play the cheating game just as well, if not better, than her run-around husband.
Abigail stepped into The Spa and checked out the men standing at the bar. Chuck and Bill were nursing beers, their bodies glistening with perspiration after a hard workout. Sara was behind the bar, waiting to bring them anything they ordered.
"Hi, boys," Abigail said, her voice a seductive purr as she sat down on the only other stool. "How's it going today?"
"Fine, just fine," Bill replied.
He looked at Abigail and didn't try to hide the intent of his wandering eyes. She was in a slinky red dress that did more to show off her fine, almost delicate curves than it did to hide them. The lushness of her ripe, young tits and the smooth taper of her crossed thighs made his prick swell in his shorts.
"Hi, Abigail," Sara said. "How come you're late?"
"I had to stop at the office. A depressing experience if ever there was one. How about a beer, eh?"
"Sure thing." Sara left to get Abigail a beer from the refrigerator. She didn't know what was bothering Abigail, but she did notice that something was definitely wrong with her. She couldn't put her finger on anything exact that was different, but the change in the teenager was unmistakable.
Abigail sipped her beer thoughtfully, talking casually with the two men. When Bill boldly reached out and squeezed her tit, Abigail simply closed her eyes and let the warm tingles of desire seep from her nipple through her body. The young brunette still hadn't fucked or sucked anybody with Sara or Bernice watching.
"How come I hardly ever see you around?" Bill asked as he rubbed Abigail's tit.
"I'm usually busy outside or downstairs," Abigail replied without opening her eyes. "And I'm usually with Tony. He's okay, but like the saying goes, there's more fish in the sea."
Bill chuckled and pulled at the bow on Abigail's shoulder. When the knot loosened, that side of her dress fell down and the swollen, cherry nipple peeked out.
"I like these," Bill said, rolling Abigail's naked nipple between his fingertips. "Nice and little. Real firm and all that sort of thing."
Sara's pulse quickened and her own nipples became throbbing little nubs of tingling flesh that protruded through the bodice of her corset. She looked at Abigail's tender young tit and was surprised to find herself wondering what the tit flesh tasted like.
It wasn't like Sara to think about sucking on another woman's tit – particularly not her own sister-in-law's tit. But there was something very soft and tender about the young brunette that made Sara want to feel her sultry flesh.
"Well, aren't you the hot little number?" Bill said, sipping his beer calmly as he tweaked Abigail's nipple. He massaged the inflamed little bud until the brunette was crooning softly on her barstool. Abigail could feel her cunt heating up, the pussy juice beginning to flow. Her panties, pulled tightly to her cunt, became moist with the slick juices of her excitement. In a conscious effort to settle down, Abigail took several hard pulls on her beer, then rubbed the cold can against her forehead.
Bill said: "What's wrong, baby? Am I getting to you?"
"You sure as fuck are!"
"Then why fight it?"
"I haven't the slightest idea," Abigail replied as she slipped off the stool and knelt before Bill. She had his shorts down to his ankle and his sock out of the tight jock strap in no time at all.
Sara leaned over the bar, straining to get a better view of the teenager. She didn't want to miss a single thing that happened.
Abigail's small hands were not exactly steady as she grabbed the half-hard prick. Abigail looked up and saw the expression of lusty anticipation on Bill's face. Then, when she saw Sara peeking over the bar, Abigail felt apprehensive.
"Are you going to watch me?"
Sara nodded her head enthusiastically, her eyes wide with excitement. She knew this was a first for Abigail – to give a blow-job with somebody else watching – and she was happy to be the one watching.
Her fingers squeezed the warm, growing tube of cock-meat. Abigail licked her glossy lips, making them even more radiant. Her lips were quivering, red instruments of pleasure – both for giving and receiving pleasure.
"Go ahead, Abigail," Sara urged, her own desire rising as she watched Abigail stroke Bill's cock into a full hard-on.
Sara did not feel Chuck's hand rest lightly on her back, touching her flesh through the gossamer material of her see-through gown. She was totally engrossed in the scene unfolding before her.
"We're going to get it on right!" Abigail purred. She never looked up again. There was no need to. She knew she had an audience, and though they made her nervous, they also excited her in a way, she had never expected. "Yes, we're going to get it on right!"
She kissed the tip of Bill's prick and then leaned back to look at the spongy, flared prick-meat. The red imprint of her lips showed clearly on the cock-head, surrounding the slitted piss-hole. Abigail smiled and pushed her face forward again, letting the conical cock-knob slip between her lips, fucking into her ripe, hot, moist mouth.
"Mmmmmmm!" Abigail purred, curling her tongue around the resilient bulb of cock-meat. She rubbed the sensitive ridge that separated the cock-head from the cock-shaft with her tongue, squeezing the stem more tightly with her lips.
Bill stepped out of his trunks and jockstrap without uncorking his prick from Abigail's mouth. It had been a long time since his prick had been warmed and tantalized by a woman as young and sensual as Abigail. Her youthful beauty made him shudder from head to foot.
Abigail bobbed her face slowly, bringing her fist with her lips. She swallowed the cock until the tip was against the back of her mouth, then pulled away, licking slowly all the way, and turned her full attention to the throbbing prick-tip.
Sara slipped out from under Chuck's hand and stepped around the bar to get a better look at Abigail. The brunette's brilliantly painted lips were a marked contrast to the pale cock-meat. Sara watched with intense fascination as the girl sucked and chewed on the prick.
Pistoning her face faster, Abigail pivoted on the prick, letting the cock-meat contort her smooth facial features. She turned her face slightly to one side and took the thick prick between her cheek and teeth. The side of her face bulged out massively.
"Ahhhhhh! Goddamn that's good head," Bill whispered.
As she sucked on his cock, Abigail untied the other bow at her shoulder. The front of her dress fell away from her firm, jiggling tits. The areolas were a deep pink, and the nipples protruded from the rest of the quivering tit globes like small peaks.
Sara could take it no longer. Watching Abigail sucking prick was just too stimulating. When Chuck touched her naked cunt, she turned to him and kissed him hard on the lips. Her tongue probed his mouth, danced against his tongue. As she kissed, Sara pushed his trunks down and brought out his thick, pulsating cock.
"Fuck me," Sara hissed, the tone of her voice matching the intensity of her wanton need. The look in her beautiful brown eyes was one of all-consuming horniness!
When the luscious blonde slipped off her gown and rolled onto her back spreading her legs wide to expose her puffy, moist pussy, Chuck let out a low, animal-like groan. He remained standing briefly, letting his eyes drink in the extraordinary beauty of the horny woman's body. Sara's tits, freed from the constraints of her corset, were full and trembling, flattened out slightly but looking even larger because of gravity.
"What's wrong?" Sara asked, her cunt so hungry for a cock that she had no patience at all.
"I've got an idea," Chuck said, his mind spinning with a sexy, devilish plan. "Just go with the flow, Sara. We're all going to try something new."
Sara had no idea what Chuck was thinking, and she wasn't too happy with him. His big prick was standing up strong and hard and ready for her cunt – and that was right where she wanted his big cock.
Chuck positioned the people like pieces on a chess board. When he was finished, Sara was on her back with her knees raised and spread, her cunt open and vulnerable to attack. Kneeling over Sara's face, Abigail was positioning her hot, moist pussy to get eaten out. Standing in front of Abigail, Bill was pushing his cock at her mouth, waiting her to continue with the succulent blow-job that had already made the cum begin to simmer in his balls.
"I can't believe I'm doing this," Sara sighed as she wrapped her arms around Abigail's thighs, pulling the girl's torso down to her waiting mouth. Sara could smell the fragrant pussy juice. She used her long fingernails to pry apart the lips of Abigail's pussy, exposing her clit.
"Eat her pussy, Sara," Chuck said as he slipped between the blonde's thighs, rubbing his prick against her cunt. "It may be a first, but I've got a sneaking hunch you'll be a real cunt-licker before long."
When Abigail lowered her ass a little mere and felt Sara's tongue stab into her pussy, she let out a high-pitched squeal of ecstasy. Looking down through the cleavage of her tits, she could see little more than the top of Sara's head and all that honey-blonde hair. But that was enough to excite the young girl. Tilting her face up again, she pulled Bill's big prick into her mouth.
"Mmmmmm!" Abigail moaned, the sound muffled by the thick cock stuffing her mouth. She squirmed, her clit tingling from Sara's cunt lapping. When Bill pulled on her nipple, Abigail attacked his cock with her mouth.
Sara was tonguing and sucking on her sister-in-law's feverish cunt with wild, lusty abandon. After the first few moments of hesitation, when Sara had first contemplated eating a pussy, she went at the task joyously. Her tongue blazed through the hairy, lusty cunt-lips, scooping up the slick oil that oozed out.
With one powerful fuck-lunge, Chuck plowed his big, heavily veined cock full length into Sara's cunt. He couldn't see her face, but that didn't bother him. The luscious, pale mounds of Abigail's ass as they squeezed down Sara's tits were enough visual stimulation to satisfy him. Besides, Sara's cunt was kneading and contracting around his prick, and that alone was enough to keep him more than interested.
Sara jabbed at Abigail's cunt with her tongue, wanting to bury the slithering, pink thing in her pussy as deeply as humanly possible. She was mouthing the dewy cunt crease with as much energy as she had sucked cocks in the past.
"Mmmmmmfft!" Sara moaned loudly for Abigail's benefit. She wanted the teenager to know that eating pussy was fantastic.
As Abigail chewed on Bill's undulating fuck stick, she reached down and toyed with a silken strand of Sara's hair. The multitude of emotions going through her senses was driving the girl ever closer to the absolute brink of ecstasy. Sara's tongue was tantalizing her pussy just the way she liked it, and it was especially erotic that a woman was eating her cunt. Also, the pounding prick that ovaled her lips was making her thirsty for a heady gulp of fuck cream. And Bill's fingers were manipulating her throbbing nipples, which added even more hot bolts of pleasure to the feverish teenager's body.
"Ummmmg! Ummmmg!" Abigail slurped, chewing on Bill's prick.
Her fist twisted around the cock-shaft, pumping hard and fast on the prick. Abigail could feel the energy rising in her body and knew that she wouldn't be able to hold her pussy juice back much longer. The excitement she felt was just too great to remain calmly sane.
Chuck was reaming Sara's juicy pussy with long, smooth, measured fuck-strokes. The wet sounds of his cock stabbing hard and deep into her cunt excited him. He held his upper body up, his arms straight down, flexed in a push-up position.
"Eat her pussy, Sara," Chuck groaned, fucking her luscious cunt with his prick. "I want to hear you eating her pussy!"
"Mmmmmmmmmmm! I love it! I love eating her pussy!" Sara cried, her face still trapped between Abigail's thighs. She caught the throbbing clit between her lips and nibbled on it. When Abigail squirmed, mashing her pussy down harder on her face, Sara knew that she was doing things right.
Bill felt certain that his cock was on fire. In Abigail's mouth it felt so hot his prick had to be burning up. As those strange thoughts flickered through his head, Bill's balls pulled up tightly to his body. He gasped, his orgasm catching him by surprise.
"Suck meee! I'm cumminggggg!" he howled, stabbing the brunette's willing mouth with his cock.
Abigail's fist kept Bill from forcing his cock-meat down her throat. When the eruptions started, she swirled his cum around in her mouth with her tongue, not wanting to miss a single drop.
The slick jets of cum blasted against Abigail's pink, slithering tongue. Cum gushed against the roof of her mouth. When Abigail's cheeks were billowing outward to hold all the cum, she finally swallowed.
"Mmmmmmm!" Abigail moaned, her sound a low, passionate sign of approval as she sucked on Bill's prick. She refused to let the cock slip from her mouth, even after he had pumped out all the salty fuck cream he had to give her.
Sara's mouth, cheeks and chin were wet with pussy juice. She writhed on the carpeted floor, tightening her cunt around the impaling cock that fucked eight inches into her fuck hole. A moment later, as a flood of girl-cum gushed from Abigail's cunt, her pussy was deluged with Chuck's jism.
Gasping, almost drowning on the girl-cum, Sara was shaken by her own climax. She sucked greedily on Abigail's pussy. Every nerve in her body was jolted as she tossed and turned, her ass-cheeks getting burned on the abrasive carpet…
"I can't believe. I actually did that," Sara said, smoothing a strand of Abigail's hair away from her face. She was stroking the teenager's head in her lap as they sat on the couch in the bar area.
Chuck and Bill had both dressed and left The Spa.
"You were wonderful," Abigail replied, turning her face aside to kiss Sara's nylon-encased thigh. "When you started licking my pussy, I thought I was going to die. And then when I started cumming, I didn't think I was ever going to stop."
"We've got to get Bernice turned on to this," Sara said thoughtfully. "She'll really blow her mind. Funny we should do it first. She's the wild one if you really stop and think about it."
Abigail twisted on the couch, resting on her front now. San's silky, creamy tits were near her face and he kissed one nipple. Then, closing her eyes and moaning softly, she caught the nipple between her lips and began sucking on it, very much like a child nursing.
Sara watched Abigail's red glossy lips moving slowly as she sucked on her tit. She closed her eyes and let a warm, satisfied feeling take complete control of her senses.