When Sam saw Diane come in with Jay, his first thought was that he wished his friend had left her home. Women like her had been the cause of his current fight with Helen. All he wanted was the company of a drinking buddy. Jay and Diane sat on stools on either side of Sam and he gave them both indifferent nods of recognition.
"My God, what a tacky bar," Diane said distainfully. "Couldn't you have picked a bar with little more class to get juiced in?"
"As a matter of fact, I rather like this place," Sam said, looking at the dingy surroundings and the customers. "Nobody judges you here. Everybody's the… same. There's nothing pretentious about these people."
Jay ordered drinks for the three of them, then studied Sam. He didn't like what he saw – a shattered man who, he suspected, was an unintentional victim of Jay's master plan to fuck his neighbors.
"You mean they say shit and fuck and do both?" Jay asked.
"Precisely." Sam swiveled on the stool and looked at the customers. In one booth a man and woman, both more than a little drunk, were kissing passionately. He was fondling her tit through her blouse as though they were in private, and nobody seemed to notice them. "You can do whatever you want here and nobody gives a damn!"
They took a vacant booth in a dark corner of the bar. Sam sat on one side of the table, Jay and Diane on the other. Then Sam wasn't so disappointed that Diane was there. She was wearing a mid-calf skirt that hid much of her beautiful legs, but her V-neck sweater, so tight-fitting that it hugged every contour of her tits, was cut low enough for Sam to see her tits almost to the nipple. He forced his eyes off her tits, not wanting to anger his friends.
Jay, as always the quickest one to pick upon things, saw what Sam had on his mind. Reset his drink on the table, then tugged his zipper down and brought out his limp, long prick.
"Jay, what on earth are you doing?" Diane gasped, looking at his cock, then checking to see if anyone was watching them. "Someone will see you!"
"But you like being watched, don't you, my dear?" Jay took her hand and wrapped her trembling fingers around his prick. "There's something about this seedy place that makes my blood hot," he said, giving Sam a quick wink. "Does it do the same for you?"
"A little," Sam answered, picking up on the subtle hint. "But I'm not as lucky as you are."
"Meaning you don't have a wife like I have, is that it?"
"Exactly."
"Hey, we're friends, right? And friends should share, right?"
Sam looked at Diane. He wanted to agree with Jay, but how would Diane take it? He certainly didn't want to force himself on Diane, but he did need to sink his prick in someone, and he had always lusted for the young and sensual Diane. Sam watched as Jay put his arm over Diane's shoulders and began rubbing her tit. With his other hand, though Sam couldn't see because it was under the table, Jay was feeling between Diane's legs. And the look on Diane's face – eyes closed, lips forming a smile – indicated to Sam that she was getting hot from the caresses.
"Don't worry, Sam," Jay said, a fox's grin on his face. "Diane doesn't do anything she doesn't want to do, and I don't ask her to do anything bad, either. So what's wrong with enjoying ourselves?"
"Do you really want me to…" Diane left the most important part unspoken as she looked searchingly into Jay's eyes.
"Of course, my dear. If you enjoy yourself with Sam, that could only make me happy. Besides, you're only nineteen – you should fuck a man more your own age once in a while. It'll give you some respect for my old age!"
Diane reached under the table and slipped off her high-heeled shoe, then gently put her foot out, searching. She touched Sam's knee, then slowly worked her foot between his legs until she felt his throbbing cock with her toes. A tiny giggle escaped her lips when she felt Sam's cock throb and the giggle caused her massive tits to wiggle.
"Sam, I never knew you had such a big prick," Diane said, massaging his cock into full hardness with her foot. "Of course, it's not as big as Jay's cock, but nobody has one that size, do they?"
Diane looked down at Jay's cock in her hand. Then, without giving any warning, she bent sideways and wrapped her glossy lips around Jay's prickhead, lashing out quickly with her hot tongue. Jay groaned as the warm mouth captured his knob and the tongue worked in circles. Diane sucked his prick for thirty seconds before she became afraid that someone might see her. She quickly sat upright in the booth, her face flushed with passion.
"Damn! I needed that!" Diane said, her gaze jumping from Jay's face to Sam's, then back again. She smoothed her spit over Jay's cockhead and cockshaft, stroking the rigid girth of his mighty prick. "Do you really want me to make it with Sam, Jay?"
"Whatever you want."
"Would you like to fuck me, Sam?"
"You know damn well I do!"
"DO I really turn you on? Tell me I do!"
"I want to watch you suck my cock," Sam said slowly. Diane was playing the role of a spoiled rich girl and that role was altogether pleasing to Sam. Sure, she was begging for compliments, and Sam would give them to her – right up to the time when he had his cock stuffed in her mouth.
A bored-looking waitress came over and asked if they wanted another round of drinks. When she saw Jay's big prick sticking out of his pants, her jaw dropped open.
"That's the biggest cock I've ever seen," she hissed, obviously not displeased with what Diane was doing. "It's huge!"
"I know," Diane replied, feeling lucky for having a husband with a ten-inch prick. "Makes your mouth water, doesn't it?"
"Shit," the waitress growled, seeing a customer waving to her. "Hey, how long are you folks going to be staying here tonight? I get off at closing."
Sam jumped in. The idea of fucking Diane was definitely fantastic, but he didn't want to start fucking around with every sleazy waitress in the world. He owed Helen more respect than that, he figured.
"Sorry, but we won't be here that long," Sam said. "Maybe some other time."
"You mean to tell me you ye got them both?" the waitress exclaimed, now seeing Diane's foot rubbing Sam's throbbing prick.
"That's right!"
Shaking her head, the waitress walked away mumbling about her lousy luck. Diane, her ego now soaring, grabbed Jay's prick, running her fingers lightly over his cockshaft.
"Poor girl probably hasn't had a good fucking in ages. And here I sit, two lusty, virile men with cocks as hard as baseball bats, just waiting to fuck me." Diane giggled again, looking at Jay's quivering cock. She bent down and planted a quick, wet kiss on the prickhead.
"Listen, I can't take any more of this," Sam said, grabbing Diane's foot and putting it on the floor. "If I don't get some action soon, I'm going to come right in my fucking pants."
"Then let's go!"
"This is ridiculous," Jay groaned, looking at his cock. His prick was hard and long and there wasn't any way in the world he was going to be able to get the big bastard back in his pants. "I can't walk out like this."
Sam looked the bar over, quickly and spotted a back exit. "We'll go out the back door. Just make a beeline for the door and Diane, you stay right behind him. We'll hide his cock as best we can."
They walked as a group to the back door and left as the waitress called out for them to come back again as soon as possible. Once out the back exit, the three found themselves in a dingy alley littered with broken bottles and newspapers long since turned yellow with age. "Why the fuck did you choose this neighborhood to get drunk?" Diane picked her way carefully through the debris, heading toward the main road where her car was parked. "It's smells of cheap booze and piss here."
"I wasn't drinking in the alley," Sam said, defending himself.
Jay grabbed a handful of newspapers and folded them up, using them to hide his prick which was still rock-hard and jutting starkly out of his pants. They decided to take just one car back to Jay's house, leaving Sam's car near the bar so Helen wouldn't know where Sam was should she come looking for him. Little did they know that Helen was at that very minute working up the courage to ask George to fuck her.
During the drive to Jay's, Sam and Diane kissed passionately, sucking on each other's tongue. Sam's hand was up Diane's blouse and he fondled with her massive tits. The size of them, Sam concluded, made Helen seem flat chested though his wife certainly had a fine pair of tits.
The three dashed inside, with Sam hoping like hell that no nosey neighbors saw him go in the house.
Once inside, there was a mad scramble to get rid of their clothes. Helen peeled out of her clothing as she went to the stereo. Turning on the radio, she began gyrating her hips as she worked her skirt down her legs. Sam and Jay, both completely naked by this time, watched her as their cocks grew steadily longer and harder.
Diane's thirty-eight-inch tits, her areolas a rich brown and very large, were herky-jerky as she made her way slowly toward the men. Her hips, so firm and wide, jerked one way, then the other. Diane cupped her tits in her hands and held them out in front of her, offering them to the hungry, lusty gaze of the two men. She rolled her nipples in her fingers, tossing her head back and moaning above the music. Once she reached the men, Diane dropped slowly to her knees, kissing Sam's chest and stomach on the way down.
"Jay, this is the nicest present you've ever given me," Diane murmured. She kissed Jay's cockhead, letting her tongue flick out over his prickhead. Jay moved closer and she gave his balls an affectionate squeeze before she started jerking on his prickmeat.
Diane raised Sam's cock and buried her face between his legs, licking wetly on his balls as she pounded on Jay's quivering tube of cock-meat. She sucked one of Sam's balls into her mouth and rubbed her tongue over the hairy sac.
Sam's fogged brain had a difficult time grasping what was really happening to him. Sam watched as Diane slowly licked her way from the base of his prick to his cockhead, then curled her tongue around his sensitve pricktip as she gnawed tenderly on the knob with her lips. Diane's beautiful features were made all the more beautiful in Sam's mind as he watched her lips spread, sliding wetly over the crown of his prick. She was taking more and more of his cock into her mouth. He felt the wetness and warmth of her mouth and felt her tongue sliding here and there over his prick, working him into a frenzy.
"Don't stop," Sam said when his cockhead pressed against the back of Diane's throat. "Keep going."
But Diane couldn't. She loved sucking cock, but unlike Helen she couldn't deep-throat.
Pulling back so that only the extreme tip of Sam's cock was still between her lips, Diane flicked her tongue sideways, pleased when she felt Sam tense up from the sensation. She uncorked Sam's prick from her mouth, then tugged on Jay's cock until he moved close enough for her to capture his throbbing prickmeat with her lips.
"She's one hell of a cocksucker, isn't she?" Jay said. "Just look at the way she completely adores my prick. Sort of makes your balls just ache, doesn't it?"
"It sure does. It sure as hell does," Sam whispered, hardly hearing Jay. He was content to think about Diane's tiny hand sliding wetly over his bulging cockhead and down his prickshaft. She had lubricated his prick completely with her spit and now her hand traveled with little resistance, except for the most erotic kind.
Diane sucked both their cocks until they were hard and quivering with lust, then they left the livingroom to enjoy themselves in the bedroom. Entering the room, Diane took a few quick steps then jumped on the bed, her huge tits bouncing. She slid to the middle of the king-sized bed and patted her hands on the mattress, indicating she wanted the men to be on both sides of her.
Sam sat down and pulled Diane close. They fell backward on the bed with Sam's hand rubbing over her large, hard nipples. Diane kissed him fiercely, her tongue slithering between his lips.
Jay grabbed Diane's knee and raised it, then he positioned himself between her legs and began tonguing her hot, dark-haired pussy. His tongue pushed between her cuntlips, tasting her salty fuck juices as he squeezed her firm asscheeks in his hands. Jay's tongue slid up and down her hot, pungent, pink cunt crease until Diane was a quivering mass of cock hungry flesh.
"Ohhhhhhhh! Jay, that's so gooooood!" she moaned, pushing Sam's hungry mouth from one nipple to the other. "I love the way you eat my cunt!"
Sam nipped Diane's tender nipple with his teeth and she twitched all over. Yeah, he thought to himself, this is the kind of action I like. Nothing like a teenager to really make your cock head.
"S-Sam… let me… let me!" Diane moaned, trying to force the words from her throat. The jolts of hot passion coming from her fiery cunt made clear speech impossible. "Put your cock in… my… mouth!"
"You want to suck my cock, Diane? Coming right up," Sam said, laughter in his voice. He straddled Diane's massive tits with his thighs and watched as she opened her lips wide for his prick.
With her arms at her sides, pinned down by Sam's legs, Diane had to wait for him to shove his cock in her mouth. But Sam had other ideas. He pushed her tits together and rubbed his cock between her plump tit mounds several times before leaning forward and plunging his prick into her mouth.
Sam's mushroomed cockhead split Diane's lips and bulged out her cheeks. He pushed down, driving his prick into her mouth until he felt his prickhead push against the opening of her throat. Her tongue danced over his cockmeat, sliding along the underside of his cock while her lips chewed on his prickshaft. The salty come that trickled from his cocktip delighted Diane and she sucked harder on his prick, wanting Sam's full load of jism to splatter against her tongue.
Jay gave Diane's pussy one last quick tongue-lashing, then sat on his haunches and rubbed the head of his prick against her pussylips. His cock, stretching out from his body, was rigid. The skin over his prick was pulled tight and his cockhead seemed ready to burst with passion. Jay readied himself, then gently eased his large pricktip into Diane. At first her pussylips protected the invasion, puckering inward and resisting Jay. With a little more pressure, the massive girth was expanding Diane's cunt as his cockhead drove deeper and deeper into her.
"Mmmmmmmmmm!" Diane moaned, tightening her lips around Sam's prick as she felt Jay's cock being rammed into her cunt. She couldn't move her head and had to rely on Sam to give her the prickmeat she craved. Lying on her back, Diane opened her mouth as wide as she could and happily accepted Sam's cock.
"You sweet-looking bitch!" Sam hissed, looking down at Diane's face between his legs with his cock contorting her features. "I'm fucking your damn face!"
That's exactly what he was doing – fucking Diane's face. He moved back and forth slowly, watching as the ridge of his cockhead popped through Diane's hot, pink lips. When she turned her face a little to one side, his prick slid against the inside of her cheek, bulging out the side of her face massively.
Diane was in heaven. Her mouth was completely filled with Sam's hard cock and Jay, her husband with the massive prick, was very slowing pushing ten glorious inches of cockmeat into her cunt. Diane worked her hand over her side and finally reached her cunt. She rubbed her middle finger over her clit while Jay fucked her. The two-fold pleasure, compounded by having a cock to suck on at the same time, was a new thoroughly wild sensation for her.
"Mmmmmmmmm!" she moaned again, squeezing Jay's prick with her cunt muscles. Diane rubbed her clit with her finger, using a circular motion, just like Jay did when he wanted her to come like skyrockets. Her large, dark-brown eyes were glassy as she looked up at Sam. She noticed how his stomach muscles were knotted and how powerful be looked from that angle. Diane, right then and there, wanted nothing more than to taste his conic. How fabulous it would be to have a friend shoot his creamy jism in her mouth while her husband was fucking his gargantuan cock up her cunt!
"She gives good head, Jay! You're a lucky man!" Sam said, pulling his cock almost completely out of Diane's mouth to let her use her tongue on his pricktip.
"That I am, my friend. That I am." Jay said in a friendly manner. "Maybe some day I'll have my cock in Helen's mouth while you're fucking her!"
"All we can do – Oh, suck it, Diane is trying. But she won't even fuck me with you watching, so I'm pretty doubtful that she'll get into wife swapping."
As they talked, Diane's body began to quiver. Pinned down as she was, she could hardy move as her stomach turned in flip-flops and pussy juice flooded from her cunt. Jay, in fact, wasn't even aware that his wife was having an orgasm until he noticed her legs twitching in the fashion they always did when she came.
Jay grinned and continued to fuck his throbbing cock into her cunt. Moments after Diane came the first time, she came again, the second time with nearly the force of the first. When her pussy contracted even tighter around Jay's cock, his balls began to tingle.
Yes! Yes! Yes! Jay's mind screamed, this is exactly the way it should be! First we'll fuck my wife, then we'll fuck yours, Sam! Yes! I'll watch your honey-haired wife sucking my cock, just as my Diane's sucking your cock!
As these thoughts were spinning through Jay's head, jism welled in his balls, then spewed forth. The frothy foam erupted from his balls and pumped into Diane's hot, slick cunt. She climaxed yet a third time when she felt her pussy being splashed with her husband's fuck cream, twitching uncontrollably as Sam continued to fuck his cock through her hot lips.
Diane, having come three times, was exhausted. She craved Sam's jism like a madwoman. It would be the perfect after-come drink for her, and she was determined to get it.
She tossed her head up at Sam as best she could, taking his cock as deep into her butter soft mouth as she could. She pulled hard on Sam's prick with her lips, her cheeks caving in with the suction to form a perfect seal around his throbbing, driving prick.
"Ohhhhhh! Take it, Diane!" Sam hissed, watching his cock sink deep in her mouth. "Suck on that fucker!" Sam pulled back so the head of his aching cock was between Diane's lips, then he grabbed his prickshaft and began jerking. He couldn't ram his cock dawn her throat like he could with Helen, and being afraid that in the delirium of orgasm he would do just that, he decided to take the safe route. His hand was a blur on his prick as he fisted his split-slick cockmeat. Diane, for her part, was sucking hard and rubbing her tongue around and over his hard-but-soft cockhead.
"Here it comes, baby! Arrrggghhhhhh!"
"Mmmmmmmmmm!" Diane moaned, accepting Sam's jism greedily into her mouth. Diane almost cried with joy as his thick, pungent, hot jism rocketed from Sam's cock into her mouth. His spunk shot against her fast-moving tongue and filled her mouth. Diane gobbled down the jism as a little of the fuck juice trickled from the corner of her mouth and down her cheek.
When Sam's ballss had been thoroughly spent, he could do little else but stay arched above Diane, staring down at her with bulging eyes as she continued to suck and lick his quivering prick. Then, summoning up the last of his strength, he raised himself off Diane and fell heavily to the bed.
"Wasn't that fabulous, Jay?" Diane said, holding her arms out to her husband. Jay slipped into her arms and flicked his tongue into her ear.
"My beautiful baby wife," he whispered with great tenderness. "My lovely teenage wife."