"I think you'd better take her to our room in the back of the house," Kathy said in a soft but urgent tone.
"Why, for God's sake?" Don had the head of his cock between the spread lips of Bonnie's eager cunt. His wife reached around behind, helping to guide him in, working the thick knob of his cock head up and down to rake Bonnie's clit in a way she knew would drive the woman wild.
"Because I just heard that tiller motor stop. If my guess is right, her muscle-bound husband will be knocking on our door in a few minutes."
"So?" In the short time they had known George and Ellen, Don had come to take complete sexual freedom as a perfectly normal and natural thing.
Then he remembered how up-tight he and Kathy were the first time.
"Oooh, shit – I see what you mean. Come on, Bonnie… let me show you the rest of the house."
"Aaagh!" she cried when he eased the pressure of his prick and took her by the hand. "Hurry! I can't wait. Oh, shit – you and that wife of yours got me so hot I can't stand it. If I don't get your big cock soon, my poor pussy is going to melt!"
Kathy grinned as she watched them leave the room. In a way she felt sorry for Bonnie, saddled with the boredom of a dreary marriage and monotonous, guilt-ridden sex. The poor bitch! Then Kathy sighed. A short while ago, that was her life!
A knock sounded at the door and Kathy turned expectantly, her smile growing wider as she called, "Come in!"
Ed pushed the door open just a crack and said with a slightly nervous twinge in his voice. "Er, hi… I'm Ed Wallace from across the street."
Kathy rose to greet him, blue eyes flashing, one hand brushing lightly through her long blonde hair. "Yeah, I know. I'm Kathy. I saw you running that rototiller when we pulled up."
"I… I think my wife is here," he said, eyes running up and down Kathy's young, lithe body.
"Hhhmmm," Kathy said. Not a definite answer one way or the other. "I couldn't help noticing you – your muscles, I mean. You must work out a lot."
"Er, yeah. I was really into weight lifting when I was in school." He unconsciously took a deep breath and swelled his massive, rippled chest. "I still pump a little iron to keep in shape."
"I can tell!" Kathy stood near him, tilting her hips seductively as her fingers lightly traced the curves of bulging muscles where a woman's tits would be. "I've never seen so much muscle so big and so hard! Are you like that all over?"
"Aaah, what do you mean?" The nearness of her, the boldness of her touch both put him on edge.
"I mean your prick. It is big and bulging hard too?" She slid her hand down the rock-hard flat of his belly and wiggled her eager fingers between his legs.
"If it isn't already, it will be soon," Ed muttered in astonishment. Something about her made him feel strangely ill at ease. In a way she was the answer to his dreams – a bold and exciting woman not afraid to make her desires known. But at the same time, her brazen lust flooded his mind with doubt. Could he really do it? Could he give this wanton blonde witch all that she asked for so openly?
"I… I saw another couple moving stuff in earlier," Ed said in a tight voice. He could feel his cock swelling hard, starting to ache in her teasing grasp. Nagging doubts still plagued him with uncertainty. "A guy about forty, a woman with long black hair and… and…"
"Big tits," Kathy filled in.
"Er, yeah. Really built!"
"That's Ellen and George they're friends of ours. We went together to buy this house."
"Oh, yeah? You mean you're going to share it?"
"We share everything!" Kathy said, and she gave his raging cock a hearty squeeze.
"Aaaahhh," he groaned. Any doubts he had before faded as his cock straightened itself, almost leaping out of his pants.
"Er, where's Bonnie?" he asked. Despite the furious heat of his desire, he could only think of her walking into the room while this lusty little blonde was playing with his cock.
"Don's… showing her the rest of the house," she said with only a slight hesitation.
"Oh. ooooohhhh!" She was tugging at his belt, pulling his zipper down, working deft fingers to free his massive hard-on from the cruel restriction of his clothes. Ed nearly collapsed from the wilting heat of long-frustrated desire. If only his wife Bonnie had tried to turn him on like this.
Bonnie! His eyes dropped like a pair of lead balls. "Her clothes! Those are her clothes in a heap in the middle of the floor!"
"Yes, they are," Kathy said as she sank to her knees, dropping his shorts to get her first good look at his cock. His prick loomed before her like a living, breathing thing with a life and mind of its own. His cock throbbed with violent need while the rest of Ed's body struggled vainly to hold back.
"She knows where they are when she wants them," she said, blowing her hot breath on the head of his cock.
"Aaaggghhh! What's… what's she doing naked?"
"What are you doing?" Kathy asked. "I've still got my God damned clothes on!"
"Hhhuuuungh!" Ed could no longer restrain himself. He didn't want to try. Neither did he want to think about his wife Bonnie naked somewhere with another man in the back of the house. He just let himself go, let his cock take command of his senses. "Suck it, bitch! Close your damn mouth on the hardest, hottest muscle I've got!"
Kathy needed no coaxing. This was the moment she'd been waiting for, the explosion of suppressed desire she'd been leading him toward. Her seething lips capped the massive knob of his cock, and she swirled his prick head hungrily with her tongue.
"Grrungh!" Ed growled, rocking his hips, muscles tense and hard as when he bench pressed hundreds of pounds. "Take it, you little gold witch. Take it all! Swallow every inch of my horny prick!"
Kathy pulsed her lips, reaching and grinding, willing her throat to relax and accept his unyielding strength. She knew now why Ellen had such a frantic hunger for fresh cock Ed's long prick throbbed with steaming fury, heaving more wildly in her throat than either George's or Don's did.
"Raaahhhh!" The grunting roar came from the back of the house; Ed and Kathy both tensed at the sound.
"That's Bonnie," Ed said. "Bonnie?"
"Mmmm-hhhm," Kathy said with humming lips clenched tight on the fearsome power of his big cock.
"She's… she's…" His lips refused to form the word.
"Fucking," Kathy said, straining to part her lips enough to speak. She tightened her grasp again, a soft pulling motion that began deep in her throat, wet suction that quickly blanked his mind.
Kathy remembered how it was with Don the first time. They had talked about it frankly several times since. Hearing his wife's erotic cries had sent shivers up his spine the first time. Then her lusting chanting began to excite him, adding greatly to his own desire, deepening his satisfaction. It would be that way with Ed… once he got used to the idea.
"Aaarggghhh!" Bonnie's next sharp cry startled them both. "Good! Unugh, yes. Yes, fuck me! Oh, fuck me hard!"
Ed looked stunned. His eyes drifted toward the long hall leading to the back of the house. It seemed to work like a megaphone and intensify sounds coming from the back room. They could hear Don's breathy grunts and Bonnie's delighted wails as clearly as if they were only inches away.
"That fucking whore!" Ed growled. "That stinking, skinny cunt!"
But for the demanding pull of Kathy's lips on his rigid cock, Ed would have run toward the sound fists balled, eyes blazing with anger. But she distracted him. "Aaaahhhh!" he gasped. She'd reached the hairy root of his cock. Her lips swarmed into the curly tangle, and her fingers coiled and milked his aching balls.
Rapid pulses began deep in Kathy's throat, tight little waves that ran up the length of his cock. They crashed against his hairy loins.
"Uuuung," he groaned. "You sure can suck cock!"
"Hhhhmmmmm," she purred, pleased with the progress she had made, thrilled with the power it gave her. He grunted and moaned in response to the tug of her lips, sounds growing louder as frantic sucking became more intense.
"Aaaaggghhhhhh!"
No doubt Bonnie heard that joyous moan.
"Ed?" Bonnie asked in hazy confusion.
"I'm Don, remember?"
"Ungh! Yeah. Ooooh, yeah! But he's here in the house," she said. "I can hear his voice. God, I can't let him see us like this!"
Don had thrown her on the bed and straddled her, pushing her knees up with his shoulders until her kicking feet pointed toward the ceiling. Now she kicked in a writhing struggle of sheer delight, drumming her heels on the hard muscles of his back.
"He's with Kathy," Don said. "She's probably sucking his cock."
"Oooooooh," Bonnie said, stunned by the fury of Don's sudden attack.
"She's very good," he whispered into Bonnie's ear. "She makes tense, smooth waves inside her throat…"
"Aaahhhh, like this?" Bonnie's cunt began a rolling motion, sleek and slow.
"Faster," Don said with a grunt. "Tighter!"
"Hhhhaaa, like this!"
"Yyyyyeah! Damn, I like your pussy!"
"Dancing tones the muscles – Uuunnnngh! – and gives you great control."
Don fucked into her deep and hard, spurred by the kicking of her feet. Thick hair around the base of his prick thumped on Bonnie's thinly padded crotch. She bucked and twisted, thrusting her hips to meet each jolting stab of Don's thick cock.
The tightness of her cunt amazed him. Her snug pussy lips clawed at the root of his prick while deep inside she squeezed his bulging knob with slithering coils of soft friction. Wild fuck motions began at her shoulders pinned beneath his arms and ran down her spine with the force of a runaway truck. He could feel rigid bone under thin bands of seething muscle.
"Aaaggghhh!" Don cried. Cunt like hers was too good to keep pinned. "Get on top! Dance on my cock!"
He held her shoulders and pitched over on his side, dragging her with him, rolling until he lay on his back with her limber body on his, speared like a fish.
"Oooooh, I like it here!" she moaned. "Now I cm really fuck your cock!"
Don threw his head back, arching himself as she screwed down feather-light on the upraised length of his prick. He stilled his demanding jackhammer thrusts and decided to let her do all the work.
Bonnie leaned down, extending her lips toward his. Don felt his cock slipping out of her wet and slow until just the thick-ridged knob remained in her grasp.
"Kiss me," she said. "Give me your tongue and I'll fuck it too!"
Her lips clamped on his while her pussy turned like a screw.
"Gruuuungh!" Don said, shooting out his tongue. She met his thrusting tongue with hers, dueling. She stabbed at him one moment and sucked hard the next. Don gave a howl of delight and felt his eyeballs sinking into his skull.
Bonnie reared back, squirming on the long spike of his cock. Their lips pulled apart. Her tongue flicked wildly in the empty air and her cunt became a seething vise of raw pleasure.
"You said, dance on your cock…" Her eyes fluttered shut and her long, lean body began to sway above, him. "What kind of dance do you want? A waltz, all dreamy and slow?"
She moved her hips in wide, sweeping turns. "Or maybe a samba?" Swift vibrations followed. "Or how about some good old time rock and roll?"
"Yeah!" Don liked them all. His cock whipped back and forth like a palm in a tropical storm fluttered by gentle breezes one minute, torn by hurricane winds the next. "Shit!"
She braced her long arms on his chest, fingers spread and hooked into his muscle strands. Her slender thumbs rested on his taut, dark-red nipples and she began to tease them with the same motions that sprang from her pussy.
"Aaaaggghhijh!" Don growled. Sparks flashed before his eyes.
"Do my tits too," she said. "Twist them, turn them, make my little pussy dance anyway you want!"
Her pointed, jutting tits were firm, crowned by taut little nipples hardly larger than his. The slightest touch sent her pussy into rhythmic spasms of sheer delight. Dan set the tempo of her moves by how he worked her tits – slow to enjoy sleek friction, faster to feel the quaking pulse from deep in her loins, faster still to swim in writhing joy.
"Aaaaah," he moaned. "Aaaahhhh! Hhhhhaaaaaa!"
Shit, what is she doing to him? Kathy wondered. She was seasoned enough not to feel jealousy when she heard her husband's anxious cries, but the wildly different sounds did spark her curiosity.
"Bonnie was a dancer," Ed explained. "She can do wild things with her cunt… incredible control."
"Gruuuaaahhh!" they heard Don cry.
Ed gave a shudder and said, "I damn near forgot how good her fucking cunt can be!"
That was something strange Kathy had discovered about sharing sexual pleasures. Instead of weakening the bond between two people, it seemed to make it more intense. The young blonde already felt eager to grab Don's cock and stimulate the varied pitch of his wild cries with the magic working of her own cunt. But first she had to show Ed how good she could be!
"Muummmmph," she moaned, diving for the root of his cock.
"Oooooh, shit!" Ed had never felt such frantic suction. She tugged with her squirming lips and snaked her fingers around his balls. One ball she brushed lightly with a touch as sleek as fur and the other she gripped and twirled as tightly as he could stand. Contrasting jolts of shocking pleasure rocked Ed's powerful body one way then the other. He began to shiver like a frail reed in a windstorm.
"I'm going to cum!" he said with a savage grunt.
The pull of her lips told him to go ahead, the quaking spasm from deep in her throat told him she was anxious to drink hot jism.
"Bonnie doesn't like it," he groaned. "Can't stand the greasy taste!"
Quick motions of her lips signaled Kathy's desire. She hungered for the taste of cum. She wanted to feel him spurt deep in her throat.
"Oooooooh!" Ed gasped. He could not mistake the message that sparked from her churning lips. "You want it, don't you little witch? You want your mouth fucked full of creamy cum!"
"Yyyaaaah!" she gasped, bobbing her head faster and faster, fluttering her enticing golden hair.
Ed gazed down on dancing waves of gold. He clasped his hands in her hair, running his fingers through the silky mass until he had her head locked in a vise-like grip. "Okay, sugar lips… you asked for it. Hot damn, I'm going to really fuck your pretty face. I'm going to beat on your lips until you're black and blue!"
"Mmmuuumph!" she cried. He jerked her head back and forth to meet the mouth-ripping thrusts of his massive cock.
Kathy's vision blurred and she blinked her eyes, dizzy from the speed of grinding delight. She knew what he must be feeling – wild desire too long held back. It surged inside him now like a vicious beast straining to burst free.
If she had struggled against him or tried in any way to resist the brutal strength of his massive cock, the frantic push and pull of his powerful hands might have snapped her neck. But she let herself melt with the heat of his wild desire and she flowed with him, her whole body pitching and tossing like a twig in a raging current.
"Mmmuuugh," she groaned. It was the most thrilling face fuck she'd ever known. She loved his crushing strength and savored the heat of his searing cock.
Ed sensed her spans of shocking joy. His thrashing body strained, and he pulled tense, uttering a high-pitched squeal as the whole length of his great cock began to twitch. He clenched his teeth, grinding them and forcing himself to hold back. He could not.
Kathy shuddered from the shock of his first wet burst. Cum gushed from the driving piston of his cock, hitting the soft wall of her tight throat where it splattered and stuck like thick glue.
She gulped to get his jism down and braced for another jarring shock. She loved it – loved the power, loved the bitter-sweet taste that lingered between explosive bursts.
Bonnie heard Ed's squeal of extreme delight, a cry as piercing as a siren wail. She shivered in response and sent rippled waves down Don's throbbing cock.
Then she caught the rhythm of his explosive grunts. Her cunt pulled tight with each one, milking Don's prick… silently begging him to cum as she knew Ed was now.
Her impulsive demands made Don squirm in rapture. This was the most exciting rhythm yet. Her fuck-crazy cunt went wild and clawed at his cock with jealous waves. She knew Ed's big prick was gushing cum, and she wanted to feel jism spurt even if it had to gush from another cock.
"Cum, damn you! Cum!" She twisted down, snapped back up and dropped on him again. His cock sank deep in her seething pussy. Her soft brown cur is spiraled down on his thick mat, her slender cunt lips squirmed and her clit began to tingle.
"Fuck!" she cried, "You're doing it to me! You're going to make me cuuuummmm!"
That's what he'd been waiting for. No cunt is better than one burning out of control. The first tremors of approaching orgasm caused tense shivers, then jolts of grinding joy. Bonnie rocked back her head, arms braced behind her. Her eyes were clamped shut and her lips were spread wide as a scream of passion erupted from deep in her chest.
Don kept one thumb spinning wildly around a tit he could hardly reach. The other hand slid down her limber body, feeling the mounting tension that made her muscles flex like steel.
He pawed her thick muff of cunt hair and tugged at the tightly curled strands, then his finger dipped into her juicy pussy slit. Leaning backward thrust out the nub of her clit. He caught her clit between his thumb and third finger and twisted back and forth.
"Oooooh, God! Oooh,shit!" Grinding pressure on her clit sent blue-white sparks shooting through the lids of her tightly closed eyes.
Don's first finger settled on the dented head of her clit while he kept twisting below. "Fuck!" Bonnie cried in a pleading voice. "FUCK! FUCK!"
He stabbed upward with his cock, bucking so hard and fast that he nearly threw her off. She groaned and spiraled down on him just as his cock began to spurt.
Ellen heard passionate grunts even before she opened the door. In the living room, she saw Kathy down on her knees, playfully licking the last drops from the cock of a barrel-chested man she'd never seen before. From the back of the house, Don's voice wailed familiar sounds of savage delight.
George stepped into the room behind her. "Looks like they're having a house warming," he said.
"Some nerve!" Ellen said, "Damn them for starting without us…"