We rise early the next morning and eat a slow breakfast. I have a small headache but it doesn't matter. Armand says that he has to go away for awhile but that he'll be back about noon. He leaves without kissing me but I know that there is feeling between us. Already it seems as if I have been living with him for days, weeks, months.
I take a bath, do the dishes and wait for him. The sun is warm coming through the window and after tidying the room I sit in a chair letting the light soak into my skin.
Armand brings some beer back with him when he returns. It is hot in the room but the beer is refreshing. We talk for awhile, telling each other something about ourselves. He asks about my husband, whether we had trouble in bed.
I smile. "Not trouble really… but it didn't really mean much to him. It all never lasted more than a few minutes with us. I always felt stranded… you know, wanting it to be something more."
He shakes his head. "That's not good," he says. He looks up. "Have you been with many men?"
"Not as many as you think probably." I laugh. "Jumping into bed like I did with you is something new to me. It really started only with Eric. And that was just one time. Oh there were a few men before I was married boys really but I've been an honest wife until just a few days ago. You don't believe that? No matter. But I did daydream a lot I guess… thinking about how it would be with someone besides Graham – that's my husband – always trying to reach out to find something… that's what I'm doing now I guess."
"And now that you have, are you sorry?"
"No.
"You want to now?"
"Mmm hmm." I laugh again. "In fact I've been thinking about it all morning. I even took a bath so I'd be nice and fresh. It's good with you. Let's work up to it nice and slow again like we did the first time yesterday. I liked it like that."
He smiles. "We have the whole day," he says.
We undress each other. It excites me when he undoes my bra. His hands rest cool for a moment against my breasts, making my nipples stiffen. He pulls my panties down over my hips. I undress him and draw out his warm cock. I press the tip against my stomach, feel a trace of wetness trail against my skin.
We sit cross-legged, facing each other on the mattress. We are both naked now. Armand fondles my breasts. He presses my nipples in gently with his fingers. He moves his hands to my knees, then slides them very slowly up along the insides of my thighs. When the tips of his fingers are but an inch from my pussy, he stops.
"Come on, don't tease," I say laughing. "… not that slowly. Touch me there… feel me." I reach out for his prick. I pump it, make it big. I rub my thumb over the moist, sticky tip.
Armand presses his hand to my cunt, slips a finger between my swollen cunt lips. He kisses my neck, my breasts. He kisses me all the way down the length of my body. My ribs. My stomach. I lie back. He buries his face in my pussy. He eats me. I cum with a shudder as his tongue dips in deep. He draws my clitoris into his mouth. Sucks it. When I cum again he stops eating me and rests his head against my thighs. He runs his finger lightly over the outer folds of my pussy.
My eyes slip open and focus on the heavy thickness of his prick. I want to eat him too. I swing around on the mattress and press my lips to his cock. I stroke it, kiss the tip. The size of it makes my hand seem small. I hear a sudden sound at the door and sit up abruptly. I turn and see a young man and a girl walking across the room toward us. I am startled and embarrassed to be seen naked like this. But Armand just glances up casually at the others and says hello. He keeps rubbing my thighs and cunt.
The young man and girl stand above us. They chat for a minute with Armand. The man is quite tall and slender with longish blond hair that creeps over his shoulders. The girl has a good figure. She is wearing white lipstick. She has attractive features but there is a rather coarse look about her face. I avoid looking directly into their eyes but it excites me strangely to have them standing there while Armand caresses me.
"… want us to leave and come back later?" the young man asks.
"No… you're here now… stay," Armand says. "You don't mind do you, Carrie?"
I shake my head without looking up.
"These are friends of mine," Armand.says. "Hal and Lorraine… Hal stays here with me off and on. He's been in Texas the last few months."
I manage to look up and smile. "Hi…" I say feeling awkward. They smile back and say hello. The two of them don't seem to pay much attention to my nakedness and my initial embarrassment begins to disappear.
"Sit down with us…" says Armand. "… there's room. Can I get you some coffee."
"Don't bother." Hal says. "We've just finished eating. Maybe we'll have a cup later."
They sit down. Armand and I move over on the mattress to make room for them. He doesn't stop petting my pussy. I suddenly realize that I am holding his cock again. I begin to stroke it lightly, feel it swell in my hand. I see Hal glance at Armand's hand on my cunt. Lorraine looks our way too. My forehead gets hot as I thrill to the sensation of the two of them looking at us. All the time Armand caresses me he talks with Hal. They use the names of people and places I've never heard of. I hear one of them mention Eric but they don't say anything about him that I understand.
After a few minutes Lorraine snuggles up to Hal and starts kissing him. They stop that and quickly take off their clothes. Hal's body looks lean and hard. His ribs are prominent. His skin is exceptionally tan. Even his prick is sort of a golden brown. It is slender but looks very long even though it is only half-erect. I watch it stretch out as Lorraine plays with it. At full-length his cockhead has a very smooth, perfectly rounded look. I feel a sudden twinge in my cunt as I watch Lorraine begin to rub it against her thigh.
Hal lies back and Lorraine climbs over him, her slim white buttocks pointing toward me. She settles down on him, spears her cunt with his prick. Armand and I watch them screw. Hal's prick looks slick and wet as Lorraine rides up and down on it.
Armand keeps rubbing my cunt. I pump his cock. It is big and thick now, the firm head swollen and slightly purplish. I want to eat him now, as I was starting to before the others entered. I just keep rubbing him while I watch Lorraine and Hal fuck. Hal's tan skin begins to glisten in the sunlight as the beads of sweat gather on his body. He bucks up harder against Lorraine. His cock shines wet. They pump faster. Then their bodies start to shudder as Hal spurts into her. I feel myself cuming too.
I pull Armand's hand tighter against my pussy. I see the rivulets of Hal's cum trickling down Lorraine's thighs. She flops forward over him, his softening prick still inside her. I feel Armand's prick throbbing in my hand. It is hard.like iron. I want him to fuck me now. I want to feel him pushing deep into my cunt. I know that the others will be watching just as we watched them. But I don't mind that at all. The thought of it excites me. Hal and Lorraine are resting on their backs now. Hays prick looks beautiful lying soft and sticky against his thigh.
Armand turns to face me. My knees are drawn back and up. My ankles dig into the mattress next to my buttocks. Sitting like this spreads my pussy lips wide and I can feel the wetness trickling out. I pull Armand's prick to me, rub it against my thigh just a few inches from my cunt. His balls hang big and heavy against the mattress.
I run my fingertips along the underside of his cock. I stroke him. His prick swells until the taut skin at the tip looks as if it is about to split. Hal and Lorraine are sitting up now, sharing a joint and watching us. Hal leans over and hands me the joint. I thank him and puff it twice, then hand it back to him. The taste is strong. I am bursting with passion. I feel that I could fondle Armand's cock forever.
I pump it harder now, milk the clear drops out the tiny hole at the tip. I want to lick up the wetness. I get up to my knees and lean forward and take the head of his prick into my mouth and start to blow Armand.
After a minute I sit back on my haunches and get the joint again from Hal. I puff it once, then bend forward and start eating Armand's cock again. I feel as if I am drifting. Armand's prick feels enormous in my mouth. My mouth feels enormous. I pull his hand to my cunt. I want him to eat me now. to fuck me. "Why don't you screw me now?" I say. "… or eat me?"
"Which?"
"Eat me first… just for a minute."
I lie back. I wait for the touch of his tongue. I close my eyes. I cum almost as soon as his mouth touches me. I can feel his mustache scratching me. I open my eyes again. Everything in my pussy is hot and wet. I can see the others smoking and looking down at us. I pull Armand's face tighter against my cunt. I can feel his nose, his lips, his teeth against me there. But I can't get enough of him this way now. I need his cock inside me. I push back on his shoulders. "Fuck me now… screw me…"
He gets to his knees and pushes into me. He fucks me hard.
I strain up against the thrusts of his prick, reach for his balls, try to get them up between my buttocks. I am conscious of the others watching us but I don't look up at them. I cum again.
He pushes deeper into me now, and I know that it is almost over. I feel myself begin to peak again. I hold back, waiting for him. Then I feel his prick erupt inside me and his lips crush down on mine.
His scum shoots into me. I feel the spasms deep in my cunt. I lock my legs around his back and hold him deep inside me.
The four of us sit naked on the mattress, sharing another joint. I don't take much of it. I am too full of everything already. The men's cocks look good to me lying limp between their thighs. Armand puts his big arm around me. I lean against his chest and shut my eyes. I feel very warm and comfortable. My cunt feels as if his prick is still inside it.