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Lisa 2



She was naked, sprawled on the bedroom floor. She couldn't see me
though, because, sitting right over her face, with her back to me,
was  one of her best friends,  Lisa, bare naked. I watched for a
moment as Lisa, her red hair swaying as she moved back and forth.
I  listened as both girls moaned.  They  were not new at this. My
eyes drifted down to my sister's cunt.  I'd never really gotten a
chance  to  see  her full slit, but now,  I was watching it as it
glistened  wet.  I pulled back, not  wanting to be seen. Slowly I
creeped back downstairs. There was alot to fuel my fantasies.  As
soon  as  I was in my room, pulled  off my clothes and grabbed my
stiff  cock. It was bigger than I  had ever seen it before. I had
never had such a hard on. As I pictured the two girls in my mind,
I  stroked myself. It wasn't long before  I cut loose. I lay down
on  the  bed  and  let  my  mind wander through  all the possible
fantasies  a  15 year old can have.   I must have layed there for
half  an  hour before I realized that  I had left my bedroom door
open.  I turned my head, just in time to see Lisa step in through
the  door.   She stood there, fully  naked. Slightly wet. Her red
hair  fell,  in a light curl to  her shoulders, and a small twist
hung  over her small, breast. Her  left hand brushed at the curl,
then fell towards her pussy. That's when I noticed.  There was no
hair   covering   her  little,  slightly  plump  pussy.   It  was
completely  shaven and smooth. I had  never really seen a girl of
her  age  with  a bare cunt, and I  was kind of surprised that it
turned  me  on.  Before I could sit  up, she moved towards me and
sat  on  the  bed. She leaned over me,  and placed her hand on my
dick.  It was beginning to get very hard again.  "Did you come up
and  spy on us?" she smiled.  I could barely move. I'd never been
that close to naked girl before. I smiled, nervously, and nodded.
If  I spoke, I would probably stutter.  She smiled back at me and
began  to stroke my hard on.  Lightly, she squeezed my balls. She
lifted  my hand to her tits and  let me feel them. Still grasping
my  cock, she lay back, away from  me. She pulled her legs up and
spread  them. My hand drifted away from her tits, down her belly,
and  to her smooth cunt. Her hand guided mine as she slowly moved
my  fingers around, and into her slit.  I took the cue and slowly
began pumping her. Her juices flood between my fingers. How could
I  have been any luckier? Lisa stroked  at my cock. This was more
than  I  could  handle.   Just as I exploded,  I heard a sound of
surprise.  My  sister  was standing in the  door. She was wearing
skimpy  panties, and nothing else.   "Lisa!" "Cindy!" "Billy!" We
all  spoke  at  once. For a moment, we  all were silent.  Then my
sister  walked  over  to the bed. My  fingers were still stuck in
Lisa's cunt. Cindy pulled my fingers out and kneeled down to lick
them. Her tongue shot around my fingers, lapping up the juices of
her  friend.   "Billy, is this what  you've been looking for, all
this  time?"  she  asked.  Again, all I could  do was nod. It was
then that I noticed the warm wet feeling around my cock. Lisa was
sucking  on it.  I placed my hand on Cindy's panties, and rubbed.
She  was warm and wet. She backed  off, turned away from me, bent
over,  and  made  a  little  show of taking  off her panties. She
fingered  herself  as she slowly walked back  to the bed.  With a
little  shifting.  Cindy  lay on the bed  and pulled my head down
between  her  legs.  There,  I  lapped up her  juices.  And, Lisa
continued  to pull and suck at my dick. I felt her fingers wander
and  poke  at  my butt. Slowly she shoved  her fingers up my ass.
With a shattering breath, I exploded my cream into her mouth. She
had  to know what she was doing.  As she finished swallowing what
I could giver her, I heard her whisper to Cindy.  "I want to fuck
him."   "Me  first,"  my  sister  whispered back,  "I'm still the
virgin  here."  Cindy pulled my head up, and pulled me forward. I
climbed  on  top  of her. Lisa's hand guided  my stiff cock to my
sister's hole. Slowly, Lisa pushed me into her.  Cindy's cunt was
tight, and warm. I moved up and down, in and out. Cindy moaned as
I  slid  further  into her. I pumped  harder and harder. My whole
body  strained.   Lisa  was  still  with us. She  stayed back and
licked  at my balls, then moved up  until she was working over my
ass-hole.   I felt her tongue dart  around and try to push itself
in.

 C h a p t e r  1
 "What I'm trying to explain to you, is the I don't know if I'd
get horny or not. The only other time that I've seen another
man's cock since we got married, was when you brought that
movie projector home with the eight millimeter films that we
watched. I damn sure got horny that night! We couldn't wait to
get into bed, neither of us sleeping until daylight. We were
so fucked out we just laid around most of the day, Sunday!
 "Did looking at cocks before we got married, turn you on?"
 The blonde wife looked at her husband, reflectivily.
 "Well, I guess so."
 "What do you mean, you guess so?"
 "I mean yes! Of course it turned me on. Is that what you
wanted to hear?"
 "I didn't want to hear anything in particular, only the truth.
My point is that nudity can be sexy as hell."
 "Of course it can be sexy as hell, I just don't know if only
looking at just a man's cock would turn me on or not."
 Bill's eyebrows shot up.
 "And that's what I'm trying to explain to you, that how could
you know how your body and mind will act unless you experience
a given set of circumstances. Sometimes, something might sound
exciting, however in the real world, fact and fantasy might be
totally different."
 Lisa grinned back at Bill.
 "And just what have you got planned? The last time you started
this kind of conversation, you brought home a few fuck movies.
Now if the guy was jacking off his cock, and if it was erect,
then it just might get me all turned on!"
 "And, what if he wanted you to do the jacking?" her husband
asked with raised eyebrows.
 The pert blonde housewife grinned impishly at her husband.
 "Now I don't know who's talking about fact, and who's talking
about fantasy. Did you bring another of those films home and if
you did, let's get it out and get it on. To tell you the truth,
all this talking about sex has me just a little turned on. In
fact, it's got me a lot turned on. I'm starting to get damp
just thinking about getting it on tonight."
 "No honey, I didn't bring any film home, but if you're serious
about seeing a film tonight, we can go to that adult theatre on
Alameda Street and watch one, then come back home and make love
and drink brandy again."
 "I don't know if I'd rather make love, or just fuck. Actually,
I think I'd rather fuck, it sounds dirtier! Do they really show
everything in the Adult Movies?"
 "You bet your sweet ass, they show everything. It's not any
different than the eight millimeter films I borrowed and
brought home, except they are feature length films, with color
and sound, like any other movie."
 "Do couples go to those movies?"
 "I think that there's more single men there, or maybe married
men on a night away from their wives, but there are couples,
and once in a while a single lady comes in."
 "So, they only sit there and watch the movies, getting all
sexed up, is that it?"
 "Well, not always. Most of the time there are guys jacking off
in the back row, also sometimes a couple will get so excited
that they make it right there in the theatre."
 "Do you mean the men actually masturbate right there in the
theatre, with their pricks out, with everything showing?"
 "Sure, although it's a little dark for sight seeing."
 "But, what if someone should see them."
 "So what if they did?"
 "Well, I don't know, Bill, but it seems to me that they
wouldn't want anyone seeing them jack off."
 "Not necessarily true, my love. Some of them may get off on
having somebody watch them jack off, while others probably get
off, on watching. Nothing like a little voyeurism to speed up
the old bodily juices."
 "Well, it's speeding up my bodily juices, talking about
watching. I wonder what it would be like, seeing some guy take
his cock out and jack it off in a movie theatre?"
 "As much as you like my cock, you'd probably go bananas,
grabbing hold of it to help."
 "I wonder how many strokes they'd let me take?"
 "How many do you want to take?"
 "Bill, you know me. I never get turned off, so I'd probably
want to pump on the old handle all night long. Jesus, but I'm
getting horny talking about all this illicit sexual action."
 "Well then Lisa, let's get going and watch a couple of guys
jack off."
 "Jesus Bill baby," Lisa groaned, "that turns me on, thinking
about seeing some guys jacking off, so much so that I'd like to
make love right here and now. All of this talking about sex,
gets me excited, but if you want to go to a screw movie, then
why not. I'm game if you are, so give me a few minutes to get
dressed, don't want to wear these Levi's to the show."
 She spun, then turned back to face Bill.
 "Do you really think that some man would jack off with me
watching?"
 "If you don't get ready, you'll never find out, now will you?"
 She rushed from the room, her curvaceous ass undulating as she
almost ran down the hall to the bedroom. Stripping off her
Levi's and sweater, Lisa ran her hands over her brassiered
breasts then removed her white bra. Her luscious breasts
spilled from the brassiere cups, standing out from her
rib cage, quivering pink tipped nipples firm from thinking
about screwing. After all, if she got turned on in the movie,
it would be nice if Bill could touch her nipples.
 She quickly rushed into the shower, lathered her body with
soap suds and hot water, then just as quickly rinsed with cold
water, almost leaping out of the shower to dry, humming
while she rubbed the towel over her body until it glowed from
the cold water rinse and the towel.
 It had worked again. It always worked. Even when Lisa was a
little girl, it had worked. Lisa thought about her power.
 She'd found out when she was very young that if she thought
hard enough about anything that she could influence the end
result and bend the actions of others around to her pleasure.
 It was something like wishing to make it so. If she wished,
she could make almost anything happen. As she'd grown more
experienced, she had refined the techniques she used, until now
she didn't even have to think when she practiced her power.
 Distance seemed to have no effect on her power, it was more a
matter of knowing the person involved. She couldn't cause an
effect on a person she'd personally never met, but if she'd
either seen some one in the past, or at present was in
proximity to the person she'd met, she could make them do
almost anything within reason she desired.
 Even some very foolish things. She would move her thought to
what she called her echo chamber, a hollow between the top of
her spine and the back of her brain. It was here that the
thought process generated, and when she put her thoughts into
words, she could hear an echo of those words from her chamber.
 Whenever she used her power, the lovely female was able to get
her desires met.
 It didn't always work. For instance, it didn't work on
inanimate objects. When she was in her early teens she had
tried to influence both dice and drawing cards from a deck, but
that had never worked for her even later in her life when she'd
tried. People very were easy, while men were particularly easy
for her. When she thought in her echo chamber, the people she
pictured almost always had the thoughts that she'd projected.
 One of the things she could do was make animate objects fit
themselves into her whims. Most of what she'd done in her
past, dealing with animate objects was reflected in herself and
her figure, but it took a long time to sculpt flesh. Her own
contours were a stunning example.
 Her eyes as a child were almost a china blue, it took thinking
about them for every day for a year, to change them into their
now ultra pale, ice blue eyes. The long dark lashes to frame
her eyes were easier. The rest of her body took even longer,
and she was still working on it. From puberty, she'd worked on
her breasts, tummy, thighs, behind, and legs.
 She'd read most of the books on para psychology and none of
them seemed to cover her power. She had no psychic power, she
couldn't foretell any future event, she couldn't make any
inanimate object move, but she could influence people, and also
sculpt her own body.
 Another thing that she could do, was make people do what she
wanted, making them think that it was their idea in the first
place. In that she was most successful. She'd done it early in
the evening when she was feeling most horny, to her husband.
 She'd thought, "I think I'll take that sexy wench of mine to a
fuck movie tonight, get her pussy all wet from finger fucking,
then bring her back here and fuck her brains out."
 Like always, her husband Bill thought that it was his idea and
he'd maneuvered the conversation and talked all around it,
until he'd finally brought up the idea of the two of them going
to a fuck movie.
 It had worked again. Lisa Williams stood nude in front of the
bathroom mirror while she applied her make up. Her mild glowing
complexion required very little help.


C h a p t e r  2
 Her full boobs, were another story. They quivered, shivered,
and jiggled like jelly any time she moved, that being the part
of her anatomy that men always looked at hard, after staring at
her face. Sometimes it became most embarrassing when men stared
at her tits, even though it did turn her on and make her feel
especially sexy. When they looked, she would fantasize about
having the person staring, also sucking and making love to her
tits.
 That was if she was facing a man. If he was behind her, Lisa
knew that it was her curved ass that they liked as they looked.
One of her favorite tricks, was to look suddenly over her
shoulder and catch some poor man staring at her ass, look him
straight in the eye and then smile. Most of the time they got
caught looking, they turned red and looked away, but sometimes,
when they smiled back, Lisa would feel the heated moisture
gather in the folds of her soft pussy.
 Men had always been easy for her. Her figure had changed when
she was fifteen. She had decided on her fourteenth birthday
that she'd always be a skinny bean pole, then with a spurt that
amazed everyone who knew her, she had turned from a skinny girl
into a full woman, all by harnessing her power over a few
years.
 First a thickening of fine peach fuzz on her groin then, a
thick patch of curly soft ringlets.
 Her nipples grew first, then her breasts started swelling,
continuing to grow for more than two years.
 She could remember that every time her mother bought her a
bra, within a month or two it was too tight. Her tits never
stopped growing until she was over eighteen.
 Casting her eyes over her nude body, Lisa decided that she was
lucky that she was a beautiful woman as she dashed from the
bathroom to her closet. The power worked. She really was a
stunningly beautiful woman.
 She slid the hangers in her closet to find a dress to make it
easier to have her pussy touched when Bill got turned on. She
picked a silky jersey dress with a button down front and picked
a wide black soft leather Italian belt to go with the dress.
 She decided not to wear hose, letting her long slim legs be
smooth and naked under her dress, quickly finding a pair of
new panties in her dresser, changed into the new lacy bikini
bottoms that showed the curvaceous cheeks of her ass.
 Slipping the dress on over her head, buttoning the top,
leaving a generous cleavage of her soft tits showing. Her tiny
waist cinched even tighter made her luscious figure even more
sensual.
 At the last instant, she turned, rummaging through her drawer
full of lingerie, finding at the bottom a pair of dark hose
cutout at the top of the thigh to leave her pussy bare. Pulling
them on, Lisa snapped off her bedroom light.
 Leaving the bedroom, Lisa sauntered downstairs.
 "Does this look like what the well dressed wife wears out when
she goes to a fuck movie?" Lisa twirled to show off her dress,
the dark orange jersey dress swirled around her slim legs. Her
full busted tits strained against the warm fabric, quivering
with no support from a brassiere.
 Bill admired her dress, patted her curved ass and grabbed her
hand.
 "Let's get going sweetness, before I pull that dress off your
gorgeous body and fuck you right here on the floor."
 "No Sir, No sir! You said you were going to take me to a
movie, and then make love, or maybe even fuck, which ever comes
first, and I'm holding you to that," Lisa said, pulling Bill to
the door, smiling at his compliment.
                             ..
 The theatre was dark, Bill guiding Lisa to the steps that led
to the upper balcony, walking higher up the long steep steps
until they were at the back row. Peering, they both tried to
see if anyone was in the seats at the rear.
 The rear row darkness was illuminated when one of the patrons
lit a cigarette with his flicked lighter. In the flash of his
lighter, they could see most of the seats in the center of the
row were unoccupied, Bill guiding and following Lisa as they
settled into the soft seats. Of the thirty or so seats in the
last row, most were empty, as they settled back and looked at
the screen.
 The screen had two young women licking on the erect cock of a
young man lying on the floor of what appeared to be a living
room. Both girls slowly sucking and twirling their wet, pink
tongues around the head of his prick, while one held his
testicles, gently kneading and squeezing.
 Lisa watched with interest, her initial embarrassment being
in the theatre slowly leaving her, as the triad on the screen
fitted themselves into ever increasing sexual situations, the
male ran his hands over the tits of one girl, pressing the soft
flesh and pinching the pink nipple gently, then running his
hand down to slide a finger into the wet hole of the other.
The juicy cunt he was finger fucking left a slick coating of
oily lubricating wetness on his finger.
 Lisa could feel the juices from her own pussy wetting her
opening and she squirmed slightly in the seat and leaned over
closer to Bill's arm, turning to face him, whispering in his
ear.
 "I'll answer your question now," Lisa purred. "Yes, seeing a
hard cock turns me on, and the pussies do too! I'm starting to
really get horny now. I can really feel my pussy getting very
juicy. wouldn't you like to feel?"
 Bill caressed her thigh, running his hand over the warm
fullness of her upper leg. His fingers touching the hem of her
dress, raising it and drifting his fingers over the smooth
warmth curved of her leg. His hand drew her dress higher, his
fingers touching the silky band at the crotch of her new
panties, feeling the hot slick wetness seeping through the
silky nylon.
 Lisa squirmed again, slightly spreading her thighs so Bill's
fingers could have access to her tingling cunt. Her eyes on
the screen while his finger teased at her pussy through the
wetness of her panties. Her breathing became shorter as he
stroked the length of the crevasse between her thighs, probing
and moving around in the sweet wet junction between her legs.
 Lisa sensed a movement to her right and saw a man moving
closer to them. He seated himself one seat over, leaving an
empty seat between them. Lisa started to pull her dress down
over her exposed thighs, then she realized that whatever the
man could see was no different than what he could see on the
screen.
 First she felt uncomfortable with the stranger sitting so
close to her, then on second thought, she felt the sexual
thrill of his voyeurism.
 She watched him, out of the corner of her eye. He was not
watching them. Not directly, but his head was turned closer to
them, than to the screen. She was sexually very excited by the
thought of that man watching her husband stroke her pussy
through the thin covering of her panties, knowing she could
turn him on even more by showing him much more of her long
slim curved legs and thighs.
 She worked her power, "Look at that fantastic blonde and the
guy with her. I bet she's getting turned on with his fingers
in her pussy. I'd like to fuck her. I'd like to see her cunt.
Maybe if I move over closer, I could see better."
 Lisa squirmed, sliding down in the seat, moving her dress
higher and very slowly exposing her stocking clad thighs up to
her new panties. She glanced over at the man on her right,
finding that he'd turned his head and was staring at her legs
and Bill's caressing fingers on her hot pussy, through the thin
covering.
 Lisa squirmed around more in the seat, looking directly at the
man's face, raising the hem of her dress higher, opening her
legs to give him a better view.
 He looked harder at her legs and thighs, tempting Lisa to
give him a really good show, with her hot sexual teasing.
 Lisa whispered in Bill's ear, "Dear, I've got to go to
the bathroom, I'll be right back in a minute."
 She carefully made her way past the others in the row,
undullating down the steps at the side and, slowly moving to
see if she could catch sight of any of the men masturbating.
One man had both hands in his lap, moving, but before Lisa
could see if he had his prick out, she was past him, not
wanting to stop and look back.
 The sleek bodied housewife looked for the ladies rest room
sign.
 Leaving the rest room, Lisa walked to the top of the stairs,
slowly swinging her hips as she climbed, glancing at the men as
she passed, entering the rear row.
 The lascivious blonde haired wife looked down at the lap of
the man who had been seated to her right. She slowed as she
brushed by his knees, waited for him to stand up, pressing her
firmly curved ass against him as he stood to let her pass.
 Bill always said that her ass was her best attribute,
looking like a cantaloupe melon cut in two and glued to her
buttocks. The day that Bill had made that comment, was the
day she'd stopped sculpting her ass.
 Lisa imagined that she could feel the swelling bulge of the
man's prick against her firm ass as she slithered slowly past
squirming her buttocks over and against his groin. She paused,
pressing her ass harder against him, squirming slightly,
teasing him with the firm roundness of her buttocks, pleased
with the feeling of sexual excitement growing in her loins.
 "Thank you," she whispered as she smiled in the dim light.
 After sitting by her husband, she again looked over at the
man, noticing now that he had both hands in his lap, covering
his groin.
 "Bet he has a hard cock under those hands." thought Lisa,
"Watching those people on the screen probably has his cock
dripping and he is holding it down. I hope I made it harder
when I brushed against him."
 Bill put a hand back on her leg, fingers slipping slowly, ever
so slowly, up her soft inner thighs, reaching for her pussy.
Bill almost jumped as his fingers touched the soft ringlets of
hair around her bare cunt, his fingers feeling the seeping
moisture gathered at the pulpy slit between her legs.
 She giggled, "That's right. I took them off so you could get
a good feel! The trip to the bathroom was an excuse."
 Bill's fingers sought the wet opening when she opened her
thighs slightly wider and raised her ass to let his fingers
probe her slit.
 Lisa pulled her skirt from beneath her ass, pulling it up
until her long slim legs and slim curved tummy were clearly
visible in the dim light. Her soft and curly thatched pussy
hair clearly visible in the reflected light from the screen.
 She sent an oblique glance to the man on her right to see if
he had noticed her open thighs.
 "Look at that cunt spread her legs. My cock's so hard I think
 I'll sneak it out and flog it a little while I watch her get
finger fucked."
 Lisa echo chamber reverberated to her thoughts, deciding that
she'd try to entice the man to bring his prick out where she
could see it.
 Her face turned to the screen, but her eyes watched out of the
corner the man on her right, only one vacant seat away.
 Lisa watched, holding her breath, as his zipper drew slowly
and quietly down. His hand slithering into the opening as he
opened his fly. Lisa watched as he felt down inside, fishing
for his cock, then slowly, slowly easing it past the metal
teeth of his zipper.
 She felt moisture gush from the folded pink lips of her pussy
as he took his cock out. Sneaking it up, holding one hand over
the head, covering the rest of his cock with the other.
 He was softly and surreptitiously stroking it beneath his
hands until she turned and stared directly at his hands.
 Slowly his hand uncovered his cock, exposing his organ to her
blonde beauty and lusting eyes. Stroking his huge meaty prick
slowly, while he stared at the wet junction between her open
legs.
 Not hard, but impressive anyway, his thick floppy dick filled
his stroking hand, the upper length wobbling over his moving
fist as he stroked. The thickness, even in the dim reflected
light from the screen, was most impressive to the sexually
excited housewife.
 Lisa's already wet pussy emitted even more honey, as she
looked with unabashed glee at the semi erect organ that she'd
enticed into the open with her power.
                       ...
CHAPTER 3

 She turned her head to the right, her ice blue eyes staring at
the thick prick the man was stroking.
 She felt the lusty urge to closely watch his intoxicating prick,
turning her head until she was staring at the hard erect cock being
fondled. His hand continued stroking, although his
eyes didn't leave the screen, Lisa knew he was aware of her
watching him jack off his cock. He raised his body, lowering
his arm to allow an unobstructed view of his masturbation.
 "Bill, the guy on my right has his thing out," she said.
 "What's a thing?"
 "He has his hard prick out, that's what thing!"
 "Good. You said you wanted to see a hard cock being jerked
 off, now's your chance to get a really close look."
Bill moved his head back, his finger pressing harder on her
swollen rubbery and slippery clit.
Lisa turned her head back to watch the prick being stroked a
few feet away from her eyes, while the pressure of Bill's
finger brought her to a long shuddering climax. Her damp
wetness drooled over Bill's fingers as her breathing caught in
the sheer sensuality of his fingers in her pussy and the big
hot prick being masturbated before her eyes at the same time.
Lisa became more aware of the masturbator's eyes, looking up
for a glance at his face. His eyes were fastened to the fingers
at the junction of her slim legs as he continued to raise and
lower his hand on his long prick. If anything, Lisa got more
turned on.
Spreading her legs more, her fingers slipped down to raise her
skirt still higher. Slowly, her fingers pressed the cloth of
her skirt against her smooth thighs, slowly pulling the soft
dress higher on her legs, while watching the man's face.
 "Lean forward a little and look. She's pulling her skirt up
 higher so I can see her pussy. God damn, but she's a sexy broad.
 I'd like to fuck her snatch," her echo chamber said.
He leaned forward in his seat, more closely to watch the skirt
being hiked higher on her slim legs, while Lisa wriggled with
pleasure as she continued to raise the hem to allow him an unobstructed
view of her pussy. She paused with the hemline of
her skirt just below her wet warm pussy, then squirmed on the
seat and raised the hem past the curly ringlets of her pussy,
while staring at his face.
His intent gaze was centered on the soft junction between her
long slim legs, his hand fondling his erect prick with lusty
abandon at the show Lisa was putting on for him.
Lisa continued to pull her dress higher, until her belly was
totally exposed, her whole lower torso, naked to his staring
eyes.
Enjoying the feeling of sensuality she toyed with the buttons
on the front of her dress, slowly unfastening them one by one.
When the last of the buttons were undone, Lisa shrugged her
shoulders. Her dress split down the front, Lisa slowly lifting
her fingers to the opening, pulling the soft jersy open past
the nipples of her naked breasts.
 "Look at all that pussy. I wish she's open up that blouse and
  let her big tits just fall out. Look at those fingers in her
  wet cunt," her echo chamber directed thoughts to her seat mates
  mind.
Taking a deep breath, Lisa shrugged her shoulders, spilling
her soft full breasts out of the opening, where they stood
proudly, jiggling in the reflected light of the screen.
Her mind pictured Bill, "My wife really likes watching that
guy jerk off, she'd really come if she had her hand on his cock
too. I'll talk her into it. She's so hot with my hand on her
wet cunt, she'll do anything I ask. That'll turn me on too,
watching her stroke that big prick."

Bill's voice in her ear, said, "I think you just came with a
finger in your pussy while you watched him jerk off. Did you
like having a finger in your wet cunt while you watched a hard
cock get jerked off?"
 "Oh yes.... I'm hotter than a firecracker, just watching him
  and having you feel me. I like watching him jack off."
Bill's nose tickled her ear as he whispered, "Don't just talk
about it, do it if you want to. I'll get my cock out so you can
jerk off my prick at the same time. That way you can feel two
cocks at the same time."
 "Jesus, Bill. I was just kidding. I couldn't jack him off. I
  don't even know him. What if someone should see me?" Lisa
  whispered into her husbands ear.
Her manner of faking reluctance to his suggestion, even though
she'd planted most of the thought in his steaming brain.
 "So what if they do see you," he whispered back at her. "What
  are they going to say with all of that going on up front on the
  screen? Besides, if you don't take hold of his prick, I'll quit
  finger fucking your cunt. Get on with it dear. I'd really like
  to see you jerk him off."
 "Would you really like to watch me jack off his prick?"
 "You damn right I would. It would even make me hornier than I
  am right now. I'm going to pull my prick out so you can have a
  hard cock in each hand."
His fingers left her pussy to slide the zipper of his pants,
and quickly his throbbing, erect penis was standing from his
lap like a spear.
Her fingers curled around Bill's prick, feeling the good
strong hardness and began to stroke him. Her busy brain engaged
in trying to lure the burly individual closer so she could
stroke two pricks at the same time. She slowly lowered her
right arm and hand to the empty seat between them, palm up,
fingers curling as though holding his prick as her wrist made
imperceptable jacking motions on the empty seat, as if she had
his cock in her empty hand and was fingering it.
The burly stranger looked at her hand, then her face to see
her level eyes open with invitation as she opened her naked
thighs wider for his inspection.
 "Look at her hand, she's wishing she had her fingers on my
  cock. If I move over one seat, I'll be sitting next to that
  sexy body, horny as she is, maybe she'll feel my cock."
With slow movements, he slipped from his seat into the empty
next to Lisa as she removed her arm from the seat and rested it
on the armrest between them. Her hand was hanging over the arm
rest, above and to the left of his throbbing prick.
It was too dark in the theatre to see his prick clearly unless
there was light seen on the movie screen, for a moment she
wished that she had a flashlight. The thought of herself,
holding a flashlight in the back row of an adult movie,
examining a man jacking off his cock, brought the aroused wife
to stiffled giggles. She watched his hand slowly leave his
cock, his upright hard prick wavering just inches from her
curled fingers.
Lisa moved her wrist, her fingers drooping, closer and closer.
She could feel the heat radiating from the mass of male muscle.
Just an inch away and she was hesitating.
Could she really stroke his prick, letting her fingers play
with it?
Did Bill really want to see her jack off a strangers hard
cock, or was he just kidding? Maybe she should reinforce the
power.
 "Look at Lisa's fingers hovering over his cock. Go baby, go.
  Wrap those slim fingers around that fat prick and rub it good.
  I'd better make her do it or she'll get cold feet."
 "Grab his cock baby and wring it out. You know you want to
  feel it," his whisper touched her ear.
 "Really Bill?" Her question whispered to her husband.

 "Go baby, go. I'm want to watch your fingers stroking his cock
  while you play with mine," Bill answered.
 "I'll finger fuck your pussy on this side, so maybe, he'll do
the same. How would you like to get finger fucked by two men at
the same time tonight, right here in the theatre?"
Lisa's wet cunt spasmed at his whisper, another hot wet orgasm
following closely, as her drooping fingers touched the hard
smooth slippery knob of her seatmate. His breath sucked in as
her fingertips dabbed at the slitted opening, the hole in the
knobbed end of his throbbing prick dribbling honey to moisten
her fingertips. Her exploring fingers slightly slippery now,
traced the knob, lightly moving the heavy foreskin back down
his cock. Her red tipped fingers slightly squeezing the bulbous
head of his now slippery prick.
 She was amazed at the size of him. She thought Bill was big,
but this burly individuals prick throbbing in her hand was
huge.
 "You wouldn't believe how much cock I've got in my hand."
She said into Bill's ear, "I can't close my fingers around it.
This guy is built like a fucking horse."
Bill leaned forward in the seat and turned slightly, to see
her slim fingers moving on the thick maleness. Lisa's fingers
were curled around the beefy stalk, but couldn't meet around
the huge thickness protruding from his wide open, unzippered
fly.
The head of his cock was like a small apple, deeply clefted at
the bottom of his glans and flaring sharply like a big giant
mushroom, swollen with his lusty needs, dribbling his honey
over her questing finger tips as she caressed his knob.
Just watching his slim wife's hand running all over and
touching another man's prick was turning Bill on like never
before. He could feel his own prick emitting moisture from the
tiny hole as Lisa smeared her thumb over his slippery juice.
Bill intently watched as Lisa began to fondle the big meaty
mass of her stranger's heavy prick.
Lisa tightened her grip, feeling the round heavy roll of his
foreskin slide down his cock, then rolled it back up over his
knob. Her movement gathered the skin in heavy folds, completely
covering the glans, also milking drops of juice which ran down
over her fingers. The stickiness of his juices turned Lisa on
even more, stretching out her legs, opening her thighs wider,
hoping to invite the male stranger to stroke her cunt as she
caressed his huge hard leaking male organ.
Her seatmate raised his arm resting it on the armrest, unsure
of her reactions, he made tenative motions with his fingers as
if he were stroking her. Lisa moved her thigh closer to his
resting hand.
The beautiful, turned on blonde leaned her head closer to her seatmate
on the right.  "Touch me, please," she whispered to him.
Slowly her seatmate moved his hand, letting it rest on her
thigh, his fingers just touching the curved fullness of her
upper leg.
His tenative touch on her thigh was gentle as he left his hand
stationary on her thigh to see Bill's reaction to his touching.
Her husband's reaction to the hand on her bare thigh was rapid.
Her husband moved his hand to touch the stranger's big
fingers, pulling his hand higher on his wife's leg until the stranger's
fingers brushed Lisa's exposed and throbbing pussy's
curly hair.
Both sets of male fingers touched, then began to caress her hairy wet
cunt.  The first touch of both sets of male fingers sent the blonde
wife into another long orgasm, followed by another that set her
full breasts shuddering in the the dim light reflected from the screen.
Her nipples, even the inverted left nipple, were
standing up like strawberries.
 "Stroke my tits while you feel my pussy," the aroused wife
  whispered into the beefy stranger's ear, getting even more
  aroused at the sound of her own voice talking dirty.
The stranger's other hand began to squeeze the soft globe of
her tit, rubbing her erect nipple slowly in tantalizing circles
while both male fingers explored the region of her wildly hot
squelching pussy.
Lisa lay back, relaxed in the seat, pumping both pricks and
feeling the juice at the tips coating her fingers. She wondered
briefly, if this was the ultimate turn on, stroking two pricks
and getting finger fucked by two men at the same time.
She felt the desire to taste the seeping juices, to compare
male to male and see if the leaking lubricating juices from one
cock tasted any different than another.
She moved her fingers to each bulging prick tip, to transfer a
drop of leaking cock honey from each cock to her finger tips,
then she released both cocks. The sensual blonde wife touched
first one finger, then the other to her lips, rubbing the
slippery male honey on her full lower lip where her pink tongue
darted out and licked the juice.
She smacked her lips quietly at her husbands familiar salty
wetness from one finger, savoring the burly stranger's cock
honey from the other.
The clear cock honey oozing from the meaty prick on her right
was thicker, and if anything, just a little sweeter than her
husband's sticky, salty cock juice. Just one more taste of each
prick, then she moved her hands again, dropping them to both
groins and she began to pump harder, while watching the screen.
A red haired lady was getting her pussy sucked. Her sleek
thighs wide open, as the pink tongue was thrust into the furry
opening between her legs.
 "Jesus, what a turn on," Lisa thought. "Here I am, with a hot
throbbing prick in each hand, my husband and another guy I
don't even know, finger fucking my pussy, while here on the
screen a six or seven foot pussy is being licked by a guy with
a five foot tongue."
Lisa spasmed again, her orgasm wracking her body, her active
wet cunt making squelching noises, as the fingers caressed her clitoris
spreading the soft lips of her pussy.

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 she wanted
him, and she envisioned that his cock was erect through most
of the meal.

Now, here they were, face to face in her apartment, but she
was not responding as she had anticipated.  As they moved to
her bedroom, she hoped that he would reawaken those h

C h a p t e r  4

Both men were working as a team now. One with finger busy
slipping in and out of her cunt, while the other petted the
clit standing from the soft lips of her pussy. Lisa was coming
continuously with both pairs of male fingers fucking her cunt.
Suddenly, she dropped her eyes from the screen. The seat in
front of her was occupied, but not in the usual manner.
In fact, the owner of the seat was not facing the screen at
all.
He had turned and was staring directly between her wide open
thighs, as her feet rested high on the seat, exposing all of
her legs, her soft wet cunt, and, her curvaceous ass as well.
He was staring deeply into her opened thighs, watching as the
two busy hands and twirling fingers were fucking her squelching
wet cunt.
Her instinctive female reaction took over. Her open thighs
snapped tightly together, protecting her pussy from the man's
view, pulled at her skirt and drew it down over her pussy and
legs.
Bill insistantly pulled her dress back up over her belly,
exposing her wet cunt, putting pressure on the inside of her
thigh to make her open her legs wider again. She realized that
Bill had probably noticed the newcomer before she had, knowing
he was watching her cunt. At first, she was tempted to fight
Bill's pressure on her thigh to open her legs, but than on
second thought, she relaxed and spread her legs, moving higher
on the seat to bring her hot steamy cunt closer to his staring
face.
 "Wild, baby, wild!" Lisa thought, squirming her ass in small
circles, undullating her belly upwards and spreading her legs
as wide as she could to give him and unobstructed view of her
cunt being finger fucked.
 She realized then, that the newcomer was black. Looking into
her pussy, his face almost between her open knees. She could
imagine how deeply his eyes were boring into her wet cunt as
she slowly raised her ass even higher to give him an open
visual channel to her pulsating cunt.
 The thought of a black man with his eyes on her hot wet pussy,
open and inviting, brought her to another shuddering release,
the juice cascading from the wet lips of her cunt to pool
between her thighs and soak slowly onto the seat under her
naked writhing ass, dripping down the seat bottom in a long
glistening trail.
 "If he wants to see my cunt being finger fucked by two guys,
  then I'll give him a good eye full," Lisa's mind murmured.
 She could see the black's shoulder moving in rhythm and she
realized he was jacking off. He was staring into her pussy and
jacking off. Another orgasm twisted her body, her belly
rippling from the force, her pussy making the sound of one wet
kiss then another, as she soon started her almost continuous
series of orgasms. The image of his black cock being pumped in
his black fist was almost more than she could take.
 The luscious blonde housewife's belly contracted in orgasm's
one after the other as she felt the lust being radiated by the
three men, one on each side with their fingers in her cunt, one
in front staring into her wet and open crotch, while she pumped
on their cocks with each hand.
 Lisa mind spun, her heated blood roaring in her ears as she
realized how much she was enjoying this sexual encounter. Her
fingers busy fondling the throbbing slippery cocks while she
exposed her open lipped cunt to finger fucking, enjoying with
sexual abandon, the voyeur watching.
 She discovered, in a flash of insight, that she loved being
looked at while she was indulging in sexual play. She liked
having her bare and naked pussy looked at by anybody, and the
closer they were, the better!
 Bill's cock thudded in her hand, swelling and jumping as he
slid forward in the seat. Her hand pumped faster, squeezing
more, jacking the juice from his balls, until with a soft
groan, his prick began to spurt. The first juicy spasm sent
sperm flying high over the back of the seat in front of him,
next to the black. The second spurt jumping even higher and
Lisa could see it against the lighted screen. She began to
count under her breath.
 "Three", as she felt and watched the silver sperm leap free of
his prick, "Four, five, six," the spasms pumped the juice out.
"Seven...."
 After a few seconds delay, sperm again shot from his balls.
Twice more, "Eight and nine," she counted, then was amazed as
once more his prick swelled and the last juice squirted free.
This time the juice thinner, the last squirt shot almost as
high as the first two, then settled to a slow dribble of cum
oozing down his cock and over her fingers.
 Her cunt again spasmed, overlaying the almost constant orgasms
she was having, when she felt the swelling and the increased
rigidity of the prick in her right hand, Lisa realizing that
her seatmate was about to cum.
 Lisa slithered her hand down to the base of his huge male
organ, squeezing him hard in her hot fist, then slowly relaxing
 her pressure, began to pump his cock with long strokes from
the base to the tip, trying to milk him with increasing
pressure as her fingers felt the ridge of his glans against the
circle of her closed clenched fist. Her movements became a blur
as she stared at his bulging prick, wanting to see the juice
squirt.
 She could feel his body writhe as he lunged upwards, driving
his cock harder into her hand, when he groaned. His cock
jumping in her pounding fist, spurted. Not squirt after squirt,
as her husbands cock had done, but one continuous stream of cum
blasting onto the seat in front, an out pouring of liquid
shooting from the bulbous head of his dick.
 She wondered where he stored so much juice as his cock gushed
like a garden hose, arching high, splashing against the seat
and clinging like jelly globules to the hard slick seat back.
 She could feel the pouring of the hot liquid inside the
channel of his prick, swelling the root as his juice hosed out
of the hole, when she sensed the slowing of the hot juicy
stream coming from his huge prick.
 She began a long rolling orgasm, her ass undullating, her
thighs wide open to the black's gaze, as she milked the sperm
from both pricks, feeling it oiling her fingers as she watched
the slippery hot juice bubbling and slowly dripping from the
slitted heads of their softening cocks.
 Her voice, soft, keening a sexual sound, repetitive and animal
like as her lust enveloped her mind, her ice blue eyes slitted
like a cat as her trim body shook with sexual pleasure.
 The black rose, kneeling, his cock level with with the top of
the seat, his big black hairy balls hanging from his prick,
bulged out over the seat back, Lisa realizing that he must
have pulled his pants down allowing his black cock more freedom
as he watched her being finger fucked.
 The thick black veins were standing out on the knobby stem as
he slowly stroked his black thick prick, aiming it at the apex
of her hairy wet pussy as he slowly pumped.
 She felt an overwhelming urge to gather the pinkish black head
of his prick in her mouth, she leaned forward to touch his
thick black prick with her tongue. Her white fingers slowly
grasped at his testicles as he continued to pump his cock.
 Unable to help herself, as if mesmerized, her hands reached
for the masturbating cock. The sensuous blonde's fingers
tracing the thickened skin of his balls with her fingertips,
scratching at the rough surface of his hard and hairy
testicles, feeling his hand over hers, holding her to his
jerking prick while he still stared at her hot, wet and open
pussy.
 She slid her fingers higher along the black shaft, displacing
his hand from his organ, leaning forward, running her hot pink
tongue questingly over the leaking end of his knob. His musky
honey was oily on her lips as she slithered and swirled her
flickering wet tongue over the swelled and spongy glans.
 Her lips slightly opened and her head plunged forward, her
full lips gathering his big hard black prick in the emptiness
of her sucking mouth.
 Her hands, free to roam, went around his body to cup his
muscular buttocks, pulling him deeper into her mouth until her
nose was pressed against the wiry hair of his belly and his
cock head slid down into the slickness of her throat.
 As she withdrew her lips, sucking the hard root, twirling her
tongue, she felt him began to lunge his cock back into her
mouth, fucking her face as he came closer to shooting his hot
wet juices. Lisa's fingers touched his balls, feeling as hard
rocks, tightly pulled up against his belly, knowing that his
big cock was just seconds from shooting his cum.
 One last hard suck on the swollen knob was all it took to
bring him off. Lisa released his prick from her mouth and
slumped back down into her seat, her legs splayed wide, wet
hairy pussy presented to him, breasts bare and quivering for
his cum.
 The first spurt splashed onto her bare belly and stuck. The
second, perhaps better aimed, struck her wetly furred opening
full into the pink distended lips of her pussy.
 Her hand darted to grasp his spraying prick, clasping it in
her fingers, opening her mouth, aiming it to her face. His
salty musky sperm shot between her open lips to cling to her
pink tongue like pudding as her hand milked, wishing for
another taste. She rolled her tongue, savoring the hot spermy
liquid as he shot his cum again. This spurt missed her face but
fell to her quivering breasts, clinging, dribbling down the
smooth softness of her chest.
 Her fingers gathered some of the juice from her tits and wiped
the sticky liquid onto the soft hair of her pussy, feeling the
slickness seep into her juicy wet pink opening, satisfying
momentarily the sexual lusty feelings flooding her feverish
brain.
 As Lisa was slathering the sticky slick juice into her pussy,
she noticed that the credits were advancing on the screen,
realizing that the first movie was over, the lights would be be
on very quickly.
 The theatre lights slowly began to brighten, while Lisa busily
smoothed her skirt down over her legs, buttoned the front of
her dress, covering her sperm covered slick tits beneath the
material of her top, feeling the wetness of the clinging sperm
on her tits sticking to the material at the top of her dark
orange jersey dress, holding the cloth to her breasts.
 "Thank God, that it's wash and wear," Lisa thought to herself,
knowing the sperm stains were unmistakable to any cleaner in
the country.
 Lisa leaned forward to the black seated now in front of her.
 "You do have a lovely prick there, and I enjoyed sucking you
off. Thank you for giving me a nice evening."
 Her seatmate smiled, his white teeth flashing from his black
face as he said, "My pleasure, Ma'am."
 Looking over to her right, Lisa found that her companion with
the large prick had departed without even thanking her for
jacking him off. Without any words, Lisa and Bill began to
move from their seats to the exit.
 Lisa noticed several men in the rear rows, and two couples at
the side, all with hard pricks being stroked and a couple at
one side of the theatre balcony were engaging in a mutual
masturbation exhibition for the three men seated at each side,
watching.
 As they left the balcony and walked through the lobby, Lisa
could feel the black's sperm, gluelike, inch down one curved
thigh, until it freed itself from her body leaving a silver
spot on the carpet like saliva spat from someones lips.
 "Jesus, Bill, what a great night. My mind is blown."
 Her body felt weak and her mind filled again with the sight
and fury at the sensuality she experienced in the theatre. Her
pussy still slithery, both from her own juices and the sperm
that shot over the seat row and was rubbed into the soft hairy
opening.
 As Bill unlocked the car door for her, Lisa felt that she
wanted to fuck Bill as soon as she got him home, also feeling
that she had to talk to him as soon as possible about what they
had experienced tonight in the theatre. She used her power as
they drove home.
 "I really enjoyed watching my wife get turned on tonight. When
she jacked off that guy, I got even hornier than ever before,
and when she sucked off that guy, wrapping her tongue on his
black joint, I almost came again. Boy is she sexy. I love her
so much that I want to fuck her hot snatch all wet with cum as
soon as I get home. I'd like to talk her into doing this again.
What a sexy wife I have."
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g them to both
groins and she began to pump harder, while watching the screen.
A red haired lady was getting her pussy sucked. Her sleek
thighs wide open, as the pink tongue was thrust into the furry
opening between her legs.
 "Jesus, what a turn on," Lisa thought. "Here I am, with a hot
throbbing prick in each hand, my husband and another guy I
don't even know, finger fucking my pussy, while here on the
screen a six or seven foot pussy is being licked by a guy with
a five foot to


 C h a p t e r   5
   "Do you know that it's been exactly one month since we
had our adventure at the Alameda!"
   They sat in the living room watching a taped movie
through their VHS video recorder. Bill had joined a video
club and after buying two adult, triple X rated movies. They
very much enjoyed watching them, and then the video club
allowed them to trade back the movies and check out two new
movies.
   They now watched a couple a week, then went to bed and
screwed until they were exhausted.
   "Are you thinking about jacking off pricks again?" Bill
smiled, idly rubbed the silky skin of her thigh just above
the smooth curve of her knee, then moving higher on her
sleek thigh moving towards her moistness.
   "God, yes.", Lisa writhed as his fingers touched her
panty covered pubis, "jacking them off, sucking them, maybe
even fucking a few. I'm ready to go to the Alameda theater
again, any time you are!"
   "You liked that little jacking off adventure, didn't you
baby?  His soft voice murmured seductively, "and you dig
getting your cunt finger fucked while you jack off a big,
hard prick."
   His finger pushed through the silken fabric of her moist
panties at her erect clit pushing from the lips of her cunt
against the silky fabric of her panties. Lisa began to
squirm with delight at the soft fingering of her hot pussy.
   "I think we were both really turned on that night, yes,
I'd like to either do that or some other adventure with you
again," Lisa purred, I liked it when I had two fingers in my
pussy and a prick spurting cum in each hand, not to mention
the guy in front that jacked off his come all over my tits.
Now that was really a turn on for me."
   "What I'd also like to do is watch you either finger fuck
another lady, or eat her, of fuck her, or something like
that.  You know what I mean, have dirty sex with another
woman while I could watch, just like you watched me jack off
those cocks there in the Alameda."
   "Well honey, I'd like that too. If we could figure out
how to get another lady for me, or a guy for you, maybe we
could both watch each other fucking and sucking," Bill's
soft voice submitted his thoughts to his blonde wife.
   "I don't know whether I'd rather have you watch me, or me
watch you."
   "Or, maybe watch each other!"
   "Could be, either would turn us both on even more."
   After a few minutes of silence, Lisa spoke again, "You
know that I do like these screw movies and I like to watch
them with you and then make love, but... our adventure at
the Alameda was more exciting than these movies."
   Bill probed harder at her clit, his finger worming under
the elastic band of her panties, sinking into her wet cunt.
   "Yes, I know. You'd like to see our adventure on video,
wouldn't you Lisa?"
   "Damn right I would. We're just as good, maybe even
better than the turkeys we watch on those tapes. Why don't
we star in our own movies? We could get a camera and take
movies of us at the Alameda, then watch them whenever we
wanted right here at home.
   "She squirmed as his plunging finger sent pleasure
rippling down her belly.
   "Too dark. Can't take movies there, not enough light for
a video camera. Just couldn't get a tape of that black stud
squirting his cum on your belly in that darkness, or when
you kissed his cock for him, for that matter."
   "Well damn it William! That's what I want to do. You're
smart about cameras, figure it out. You can if you put you
mind to work."
   She began to grope his cock as his finger worked on her
clit.  "But right now, let's get to bed. I want that hard
cock in me, right now!"
   His feet digging into the sheets, stroking his pounding
prick into her open cunt, her legs locked around the small
of his back, ass lifting on his down stroke as she felt the
pussy juice run down the crevasse of her shapely ass.
   They screwed, prick slipping wetly into her cunt as she
began the long series of orgasms with a low moan. Gripping
her plunging ass Bill pulled her tight as his cock spurted
into her clasping pussy. Lisa counted the spurts and when
they stopped at five, realized just how much more that he
had been turned on at the Alameda a month ago. Her cunt
milked the cum from his prick, she could feel it writhe over
his softening penis, while she felt her orgasm taper off
then slowly stop.
   "I've got to keep him thinking about how much he wants to
see me get screwed by another guy."
   Lisa's determination to make Bill think of ways to get
her fucked, occupied her mind, when she resolved to work the
power on her husband as much as she could over the next few
days.
   As they drifted into sleep, Lisa felt another orgasm
twitch her body as she again thought of jacking off two
cocks, feeling and tasting the squirting black's cum on her
lips, tits and pussy. She drifted into sleep.
                          ..
   "Wait until you see it," Bill opened the big box to
reveal a color video camera.
   "I've got a portable VHS unit, and a low light level
video camera. I've also bought a tripod, a remote control
switch, ten cassettes of blank tape, and a auto focus low
light lens for the video camera. You're going to be a star
baby!"
   The remainder of the evening after dinner was filled with
trying out the camera, the auto focus lens and the portable
recorder. Much giggling from Lisa while the conspirators
planned just where and how they were going to shoot their
"EPIC" movie. How they were going to get some of their
friends into the movies without their friends being aware
that they were being filmed.
   Bill shot about twenty minutes of Lisa undressing slowly,
lying on the bed and masturbating for the camera lens, her
soft red tipped fingernails toying with her pussy while Bill
adjusted and fiddled with the setting on the camera,
occasionally even moving the lights in the bedroom for a
little more brilliance.
   Lisa demanded equal time too, playing at being both a
director and a camera man, with Bill holding a copy of
Playboy magazine and jacking off to the nude center fold
Bunny.
   Lisa zoomed in as he spurted his sperm onto the fold out
page, capturing on tape the squirting silver juice from his
cock.  Play back in slow motion later, the silver jets
arched out to softly splash and cling to the slick magazine
pages as her husband milked every drop of sperm onto the
smiling Bunny.
   In bed later, the camera in the closet, lens fixed on the
bed, the overheated couple fucked for the camera, capturing
the action for later watching.
                        ..
   The sensual blond used her power on her husband almost
every time they were together, sometimes even sending the
power to him at work. Planting the thoughts of seeing his
lovely blond wife getting screwed and being able to watch it
over and over on the video cassette later.
   She thought maybe she'd used her power too much, when it
seemed that all her husband talked about was watching her
'get the pork poured to her'.
   Lisa decided not to continue using her power. Bill was
already too horny about her getting fucked by someone else.
Slow down and let nature take it's course.
   Watching her make love to another man was beginning to be
an obsession with her husband.
   The next week flew by, as they tried camera angles and
lighting in the bedroom. Another week and they felt that
they had solved the problems, their camera work was good,
the lighting fine, the finished product of their tests with
the units was superior to the tired old copies of the taped
movies they had rented. They were all set to shoot their big
epic movie.
   Much planning went into the selection of the guests, with
three couples invited, for a total of eight for dinner
Saturday night. Polly and Harry from her office. Polly was a
free talking, very pretty lady with long black hair and big
tits which Bill admitted to Lisa, really turned him on.
Harry was the office manager over Lisa and although nothing
had gone on between then, Lisa felt his bold eyes on her
bosom and ass. His quick look at her legs when she crossed
them indicated his willingness to play, if he knew he
wouldn't get in office problems or trouble with Bill over
her.
   Another couple, who lived together, but were not married,
were invited when Lisa noticed the bulge in his swimsuit
while she and Bill were over for a San Jose swim party.
   His name was Bill also, but his nickname was Bull, which
tickled Lisa's fancy. His girl friend, Susan, was a petit
blonde with a wide mouth and an ass that she liked to swing
when she thought some male was looking, which was often.
   Bill said "That she looked like she just got out of bed
and couldn't wait to get back in," and Lisa laughed.
   Bill invited George and told him to bring a friend.
George, a professional football player who had injured his
knee five years ago, was selling insurance now. They did not
know who George would bring to the dinner.
                             ..
   Saturday evening, just before the guests were to arrive,
Lisa was modeling her outfit for Bill. Gold woven fabric,
slit from the hem to her upper thigh, a wide black leather
belt and a blouse which wrapped over the front.
   When she bent over, her lovely breasts were suspended and
open to well below the nipples.
   No panties, showing Bill how she could flash her beaver
at whoever was directly across from her position by sitting
demurely with her knees tightly clasped, turning slightly
and letting her thighs open, her slitted skirt falling away
from her thighs, her skirt opened, exposing her thighs clear
up to the crotch.
   By moving just another inch or so, Lisa then showed Bill
her pussy.
   "No power tonight, just my sexy body, and my looks to
help me lure my prey."
   Lisa's thoughts were not shared with her husband, "I'll
just let things happen as they happen. If I can't get fucked
all by myself, then something's wrong."
   While the guests arrived, Bill served cocktails, Lisa
admired George's date's dress, giving each of the men in
turn a glimpse of her pretty pink nipples as she served the
napkins for the cocktails.
   Betty was George's date, light black, ass rippling when
she walked. A beautiful lady from England with a charming
accent.  After dinner, the group sat around the living room
with coffee and brandy, Lisa across from George, tantalizing
him with flashes of her long slim legs, the slitted dress
parting.  George's glances delved into the darkness of her
thighs. Harry at her right, being treated to glimpses of her
full breasts.  Each time Harry spoke to her Lisa leaned
slightly toward him, her breasts nudging the wrapped opening
on her blouse, parting the soft material, exposing her
nipples.
   Between showing George her thighs and Harry her breasts,
Lisa was getting aroused. She could visualize the size of
Harry's prick by the swelling bulge in Harry's lap as she
watched him dart glances into the dark cleavage of her full
breasts. She enjoyed feeling the power to turn Harry on,
feeling the moisture beginning to gather on the lips of her
naked pussy.  The sensuous blonde housewife decided that she
really liked being looked at and admired sexually, and
besides looking at male buns, really liked looking at the
swelling male lap, wondering about the size and shape of the
masculine organ in hiding!
   The after dinner party slowly broke into couples, Bill
and Susan, Lisa and George, with Bull talking to Polly.
   Heading for the bar to get another brandy, Lisa took
George's hand and pulled him to the bar.
   "Would you help a girl George. I need someone to open a
new bottle of brandy, and you look like you'd be good at
uncorking and unscrewing."
   "I don't know too much about unscrewing, but I'd be glad
to help," George leered.
   "I never heard of anyone getting unscrewed."
   "I'll bet you don't know anything about unscrewing," Lisa
laughed, "what do you know about?"
  "I know about football, I know about insurance, and I do
know you're not wearing any panties. I know that you've been
showing me your pretty pussy all night, and I know that
you're the most desirable lady here tonight. I also know
that if you weren't married, I'd sure give you a run."
   George touched her hip, his big black hand lightly
caressing her flared hip through the gold fabric.
   Filling and warming the brandy, Lisa smiled at him,
touching his hand with hers, scratching at the back of his
big black hand with her fingernails while she moved closer
to the big football star, lightly pressing the tips of her
breasts into his thick arm.
   "Not only am I not wearing any panties, just so you could
see my pussy, but I'm not wearing any brassiere either. I'm
totally nude underneath this thin material. And all of it is
just for you, George."
                       ...

C h a p t e r  6
 The light grazing of nipples against the heavy muscled arm,
popped Lisa's inverted left nipple and she felt the delightful
squirm of her pussy experiencing the tremor of an orgasm.
 Lisa placed her ice blue eyes on George's face.
 "I'm married George, not dead! Bill and I get along fine, but
I do what I do, and Bill does what he does. We don't own each
other."
 "As a matter of fact, I think we're just leasing, that's why
I'm not wearing a brassiere either," Lisa leaned forward,
hunching her shoulders slightly, allowing George free vision of
her succulent pink nippled breasts.
 "Like to see more of these?" Lisa purred, moving her shoulders
so her full succulent breasts quivered and shook with ripples.
 "I'm interested, what do we do about it?" The husky black
growled.
 "You've got me anytime you want me. Just whistle."
 George pursed his lips, a slow long whistle emitted from his
mouth.
 "Bill", she called out, "George and I are going to talk about
that insurance policy on the house. Do you want to come along
and talk about it now?"
 Bill, deep in conversation with Susan waved her a negative
gesture.
"You two look, I'm busy here," his eyes devouring Susan.
 Susan's infectious laughter brought giggles from the ladies
and a chuckle from Bull.
 Bill knew where Lisa and George were going. Their planned
evening was working out well. He knew that Lisa would put on
an excellent show for the tape recorder and camera that they
could watch later that night, or any other night they might
choose to watch the action.
                           ..
 Lisa led George down the hallway to the master bedroom, where
the camera was hidden in the closet. The camera lens peeked out
between the clothing hung in the closet. Focused on the bed
and the mirror on the wall, to give the over sexed husband and
wife two views of her adventures with big George.
 George's hands slid up under her skirt, Lisa pulling away
from his hands.
 "Not so fast, my friend. Just sit down here on the bed while I
close and lock the door," Lisa slipped the lock.
 "Now, my friend I've been showing you what I've got, now it's
time to let me see what you've got. You sit down and let little
Lisa do it all for you."
 Positioning the husky black male where the camera was focused,
she sat on the edge of the bed, her heel sliding to touch the
floor switch that turned on the video camera and recorder. Lisa
reached her fingers to his zipper and drew it down, the teeth
making a soft buzzing sound as she pulled it down from his belt
buckle to his crotch.
 Her hand sought the opening, delving into the warmth of his
groin searching for the male bar at the opening of his jockey
shorts.
 Success! Her fingers touched the soft bar and drew it from
it's hiding place. Drooping like a ripe banana, his thick
skinned male organ emerged. Soft, it hung down from his open
fly, as she pulled harder unwinding his cock from it's stowed
hiding place, drawing it out to it's full length. It hung,
semi soft, semi hard, black shafted with a pinkish black,
mushroom shaped knobby head half hidden with foreskin.
 "That feel good, honey?" She asked as she stroked his heavy
foreskin lightly back and forth over the bulbous knob of his
male black cock. She knelt between his outstretched knees and
leaned forward into his crotch.
 "Better and better," was his husky low voiced answer. His cock
began to thicken as her hands fondled lovingly, touching the
silken skin lightly with her fingertips, tracing the heavy
black veins that stood from the circumference of his mighty
rod.
 She began milking his black prick from root to tip, squeezing
on the pulling stroke, lightly pushing the skin back toward his
balls on the return caress, until she was rewarded be a clear
drop of honey oozing from the deep set hole in the glans of his
pecker, which welled out, a crystal jewel of liquid sparkling
against the pink blackness of his knob.
 "I really like it when a prick starts leaking!" Lisa murmured
with a lascivious lick of her red lips. "I get turned on
something fierce when I get to swallow even just a little bit
of cum!"
 She traced the heavy swollen veins standing out from the
basalt blackness of the stem of his cock with one hand while
the other opened the tie at the side of her blouse, pulling it
open to bare her succulent breasts to him.
 His black hand covered one, squeezing and touching the soft
flesh, finger rubbing the erect nipple, coaxing it further.
 Her quick hand now pumped his prick with increasing pressure
squeezing and pulling. Juice welling from the deep hole in the
tip, began to pearl and then to run down over the knobby
head. Bending slightly forward, her pink tongue dipped into
the juice of his honey, licking it from the smooth skin. Her
palate, rewarded, savored the sticky liquid that spread to coat
her tongue and the inner surface of her mouth.
 Pumping more, the juices began to run from his glans, while
she caught another droplet then touched the opening of his
black prick to the pink nipple of her breast.
 The nipple sparkled as she coated it with the honey welling
from his cock. She ran her tight fingers to the base of his
cock milking it toward the tip, squeezing the clear honey out
to hang on his glans in a thick pearl.
 She bent, squeezing more until the quivering droplet hung,
then left the dark knob to descend slowly to her pink erect
nipple.
 The juice dripped to the tip of her nipple then clung, slowly
transferred from his cock to the tip of her breast, quivering
as she watched it, then dripped from her pointed tit in one
long spider web.
 She caught the web thin hanging droplet on her finger,
transferring it to her mouth, savoring the coating on the
membrane of her pink tongue. She was having flashbacks of the
Alameda theatre now, visualizing in fantasy the other black
prick squirting on her cunt and belly and the taste of the
black cum in her mouth. She pulled his long cock harder,
jacking him off, her hand flew on the thick black root clutched
between her grasping palm.
 "George, I've always had this fantasy, of sucking off a big
black prick and swallowing the juicy cum. I'm going to suck all
the juice from your prick, and then let it slide slowly down my
throat."
 The blonde wife bent forward, touched her pointed pink tongue
to the honey welling from the slitted hole in his black prick,
laving the head with her flickering tongue.
 Lisa rolled his heavy foreskin out from his groin, gathering
it around the head of his prick in her mouth, forcing her
flickering tongue between the heavy folds of soft skin and the
swollen head.
 She delighted in the different taste, the musky savor of skin
between his black soft foreskin and the salty taste of the
honey welling from the head of his cock.
 "That's it honey. Suck me. Suck up my juicy cock. Take it
all and suck the cum right out of my balls."
 His hoarse voice implored her to more suction, his black hands
and black fingers busy milking and squeezing her full breast
and coaching her nipples to stand up hard.
 "Uummm," her muffled answer came from deep in her throat,
around the prick in her well stuffed mouth.
 Lisa pulled back. George's black hard prick, free from her
sucking mouth, stood pounding from his groin.
 "I like the taste of your cock, George. Will you let me suck
it off, and cum in my mouth? I'd like to feel your sperm all
over the inside of my mouth and tongue, and then swallow it
all. That's been my fantasy, and now will you help me fulfill
it?"
 His big black hands cupped her head tenderly, drawing her face
back down over the thick black stalk welling milky juices onto
a thick glob of silver honey at the tip of his prick.
 Her sensitive tongue feeling the surges in his cock head as the
throbbing increased to a steady beat. Sliding her mouth farther
engulfing more and more of his prick, feeling the bulbous head
go deeper and deeper until her nose rested against his belly,
cushioned by the wiry black hair in his groin, the zipper teeth
scraping her nostrils.
 She swallowed, her throat gulping, massaging his glans with
her throat then tight lipped she pulled back, milking his cock
with her mouth, savoring the musky juice coating her oral
cavity. Twice more her mouth forced the length of his black
prick, deep throating him, when he started to shudder, his body
tensing.
 Once more her lips traveled from tip to root, then holding his
surging prick with the hand farthest from the camera lens, she
pulled her lips free and open mouthed, aimed his prick to the
opening, a distance of about five or six inches.
 She jacked and pumped the black rod, turned on by the thought
of the camera catching the juice from his balls entering her
lips, thinking of the juice spraying out from the tip of his
cock into her ready waiting and eager mouth.
 The first ropy squirt spanned the space to splash into her
mouth, a glob of silver musky juice, thick as tapioca pudding,
and she leaned slightly closer to catch the second spurted
offering, trapping it with her open mouth.
 As the squirting black prick spurted less sperm, she followed
with her mouth, closer now to the spitting squirting end of his
cock, until she had captured the last of the sticky sperm in
her open mouth.
 Slowly her lips slid over the pink black knob and sucking she
pulled all of his still pulsing prick into her mouth, feeling
it soften. Lisa's fingers tightened at the base of his prick,
squeezing the thick shaft upwards, her fingers on top of his
rod, thumb underneath as she slowly squeezed the sticky hot cum
from his prick, watching the pearly sperm form on the clefted
black glans.
 Her head slowly bent over his cock, as she began to lick at
the sperm with the tip of her tongue, swirling her pointed pink
tongue into the hole. Licking up all of his sticky silver juice
from the tip of his knob, down to his balls, cleaning off all
of the escaped wetness, then pulled his cock back into her
mouth.
 Gently sucking at the lump of flesh, savoring the juices and
the feel of the softening satin smooth skin. Lisa suckled at
his sperm, catching and holding the glob of hot sperm, then
turning her head slightly to face the hidden VCR camera, the
avidly prick sucking blonde allowed droplets of his juice to
escape from the corners of her mouth, for the camera.
 Pulling his cock back, George began to draw it from her lips,
while she sucked it like a large, fat piece of spaghetti, until
it fell from her lips with an audible pop.
 "Now it's my turn. My turn to suck you off, Lisa."
 The husky black male leaned forward, holding Lisa's shoulders
with his big hands as he pulled he forward and up onto the bed.
 "George, I'd rather not, we've been in here so long that
someone will wonder what happened to us, and besides, when I
get a tongue in my pussy, I like to keep it there one long
time."
 "To hell with the others," George growled.
 "Well, at least think of my husband out there," Lisa smiled
demurely, eyes cast down, trying to look as virginal as
possible.
 "I do have a marriage and a reputation to protect, but I'd
sure take a rain check for some time later, maybe even later
tonight, if this party ever gets livened up like I think that
it will, especially if you help it along by sexing it up out
there with the other girls."
 "You mean you want me to help you turn this party into an
orgy?"
 "Now that would be fun, wouldn't it George. How would you
like to fuck one of the girls out there? And which one would
you like to fuck, besides me?"
 "Well," his brow furrowed with thought, "I've already fucked
Betty plenty of times, and you would be my next choice, but I'd
like to fuck that little blonde sexy bitch Susan, too."
 "Then why don't you help me out and let's get sexy out there
with the others until we get a full blown swinging orgy
started."
 "I'll do it, let's go get the fucking started."
 "Slow down now," Lisa's voice calmed down the big ex football
player, "we've got to play this cool, letting the others warm
up a little slow if we want to get a real swinging orgy
started. We might get them all a little drunk, and relax any
inhibitions they may have. Then when they are all relaxed and
happy, then bang, we fuck all of them!"
 George broke into laughter at her light hearted planning, not
really sure if she was kidding him, or really planning a full
blown orgy for the group tonight.
 "Are you serious, Lisa?"
 "You bet your ass I'm serious, do you want to help out, and
then fuck Susan, or not?"
 "Sure, I'll help. What do you want me to do?"
 "Here is what we'll do, as soon as we get around to it, later
this evening, we'll ...
                      ...

 C h a p t e r   7
 Honey, that's the best I've ever had. "You are the greatest,"
as our friend Ali say's, and I'll follow your lead to see if we
can get your party to go into a full blown orgy."
 He pulled her to her feet and planted a wet kiss on her cum
coated lips, his tongue probing and flickering where his black
cock had spurted, just moments before.
 Lisa felt for the recorder switch with her heel, as he kissed
her, turning off the recorder and camera, leading George back
to the living room.
 Acting very casual, George and Lisa obtained new drinks and
over George's shoulder, she nodded at her husband and smiled,
signifying that she's been filled with a male cock, while that
action between herself and her black lover was recorded on
video tape.
 Bill's eyebrows came back down from his unspoken question as
his index finger and thumb made a circle to signify completion
of phase one, of their plans.
 Lisa began phase two, by engaging Bull and Polly in animated
conversation, joined by George, Lisa began to warm up Bull by
almost thrusting her breasts out of her blouse.
 Each time her eyes looked at Bull's, his eyes were deep into
the cleavage, lusting after the full swelling of her tits. She
let him know that she knew his eyes were on her tits, writhing
a little to set them quivering, and that she liked to have her
tits looked over.
 Bull took a deep breath, still staring down the vee in her
blouse.
 "Where's your bathroom, Lisa?"
 "All the way at the end of the hall. Use the bath in the
master bedroom. Come on with me, since I've got to pee too,
I'll use the front bathroom," Lisa grinned at him, holding out
her hand for his hand to lead him.
 They parted at the front bathroom door. Lisa letting go of
Bull's hand as she started through the door.
 "I hope everything comes out all right," Bull's humorous voice
grinned at her.
 "Oh, I'm certain it will," Lisa grinned back.
 Lisa closed the door behind her, paused a few seconds to allow
Bull to proceed to the bathroom in the master bedroom, then
opening it to tip toe into the master bedroom. Closing and
locking the master bedroom door very quietly, and with caution
that the turning of the lock made no sounds.
 Making no noise, she tip toed to the door of the bathroom,
leaning her ear to the door, listening to the noise of Bull in
the toilet, the water sounds of piss splashing into the water
of the bowl issued from the closed door, followed by the sound
of the flushing toilet.
 Moving quickly, Lisa drew away from the door and to the bed,
seating herself on the edge of the bed again, recorder turned
on, Lisa opened the slit in her skirt and began to rub the
clefted opening of her overheated cunt.
 When Bull exited the bathroom, his hands busy fastening the
zipper on his fly, his eyes fell on Lisa sitting posed for him,
on the bed. Her skirt open, her busy finger sunk into the top
of her pussy, as her wide ice blue eyes stared into his. Her
fingers stopped moving while she sat frozen for a few seconds
looking full into his eyes, her finger again began sliding over
the wet and swollen lips of her cunt. Parting the lips gently
with her finger, Lisa moved the tip over the erect bud of her
clit. Slowly slipping into the swelled lips of her pink pussy
her finger glinted with sticky honey.
 Bull's deep voice almost cracked as he spoke.
 "Jesus, Lisa. Couldn't you wait until the party was over
before you started finger fucking yourself?"
 "Not really Bull," her sultry voice slow. "I just got turned
on thinking about you and decided to put my fingers in my pussy
for a little while."
 "Wouldn't you rather have something else in there, Lisa?"
 "Yes I'd really like something else in here. Have you got
anything in mind that I could fill this with? I do like to
have my pussy filled any time I can."
 "Oh, I have something to fill it with all right, I have
fingers, a tongue or a big cock! Which one would you like, or
maybe all three."
 Lisa cocked her head to the side, a parody of thought, as if
considering his offer.
 "Well, let's see now. I do like to have a finger in my pussy,
and I certainly do like to have a tongue in there too, but if
it's a really big cock, then I think that I'd really rather
have it in me. Have you really got a big cock Bull? I do know
that when we all met at that swimming pool party in San Jose, I
couldn't take my eyes off the front of your trunks."
 The sudden jump of his prick was outlined by his tight brown
trousers, the fabric stretching with the quick engorgement of
blood to his cock.
 Bull grinned down at the beautiful and sensuous blonde wife.
 "Big, and long and hard besides. Just look here at what you do
to me when you play with your pussy, like you're doing now."
 Lisa looked where Bull was pointing. His finger indicated the
bulge in the front of his trousers, the bulky outline of his
male sex swelling the fabric of his slacks, turgid and filled
with lust.
 "I only believe what I see, and so far all I see is clothing,
I don't see any big cock yet. You might have a potato stuffed
in there for all I can tell from here."
 "Watch closely, and I'll let you be the judge, and the jury
too, if you want, as to whether it's a potato, or more cock
than you can handle."
 "I really don't think that there is such a thing as more cock
than I can handle, and I want it. I really want. Right now, I
want to see it."
 Lisa purred, her fingers still probing the softness of her
cunt. The oily wetness from her lubricating juices coating the
red nail polish at the tips of her fingers.
 Her eyes dropping to stare at his groin as he drew his zipper
from the top catch to the bottom of his fly.
 Lisa's eyes widened as his prick came out, and came out, and
came out. George's cock looked like a banana, but Bull's prick
looked like the handle of a tennis racket. So long that it
drooped under it's own weight. His cock stood out from his
belly straining to hold itself erect. Lisa's pussy spasmed just
looking at the awesome handle on the man.
 "Gawd! Now I know why they call you Bull. The name fits your
cock. You're built like a god damn bull!"
 He stepped forward, his cock bobbling, until it was level with
Lisa's eyes.
 "Try it, you'll like it."
 "If I lick it, will I like it better?"
 "I don't know if you'll like it better, but I'll like it
better if you'll lick it!"
 Lisa giggled up at Bull, still staring at his lusty prick. Her
hands grasped and held his huge prick, fondling the heavy
weight of meat. Stroking and pumping, she felt it expanding
under her caresses until the glans, swollen and seeping with
moisture, gleamed with engorged blood.
 His foreskin, lay in thick and heavy folds surrounding the
neck of his prick. Lisa's soft fingers moved the heavy folds
of wrinkled skin up to almost cover the glans, them back slowly
over the neck of his cock until the head was uncovered and
throbbing in her hands. Each time she covered and uncovered his
lusty cock with his foreskin, a small seepage of honey
emitted from the slitted opening.
 For all the length of his cock, the glans head was small and
almost flat, tapered at the bottom but straight at the top.
Rounded and spongy to her touch, responsive to the suggestive
caresses her tender fingertips traced over the smooth slick
surface.
 It was much larger than her husband's root, or even George's
prick. Lisa thought and compared the other four cocks she'd
had. This one beat them all in length, maybe even a little in
thickness. The hole in the head was a long slit instead of the
dimple she was familiar with, seeping honey that oiled the
slippery glans beneath the foreskin as she pumped on it.
 Softly running her hands over the massive organ, Lisa weighed
and marveled at the weight, hefted the hairy testicles hanging
with bunched wrinkled skin below the hardened shaft, slowly
moving her fingers from testicles to glans, tracing the blue
veins swelling and pulsing under the skin.
 Again, moving from root to tip, the sensuous blonde wife
squeezed harder at his shaft, milking it and bringing a soft
groan from Bull's lips.
 Her milking motion brought a pearl of honey lubrication
juice welling up on the long slitted opening. Each time the
sensuous blonde housewife pumped the heavy foreskin on his
prick, another small pearl of honey emerged to perch on the
slitted opening.
 Lisa's pink tongue, slipped from between her red lips, pointed
at the slit as she brought her face closer and closer to his
cock.
 "That's it baby, go ahead and suck it all," Bull's macho voice
intoned at her.
 "That's me, just call me Suzi Spermbreath, because I love to
suck cocks!" Lisa giggled.
 Her tongue darted into the slippery slit at the head of his
cock, into the gooey liquid pooling there, to retract back into
her hot mouth with the viscous liquid clinging to her tongue.
Savoring the sticky wetness clinging to her tongue, the
sensuous blonde wife scraped her teeth over the head of his
purple headed spongy prick, letting him feel the edges of her
sharp white teeth on his organ, bringing another groan from his
lips as his hips moved slightly trying to slide more of his
cock into Lisa's questing mouth.
 "Suck it harder, let me feel your teeth again, and I'll coat
your tonsils."
 Lisa pulled back, looking up at Bull standing by the bed.
 "I don't want you to come in my mouth, silly, I want you to
come inside my pussy. Some other time I'd love to suck you
off, but right now I'd rather just fuck you."
 "Just one more quick suck, and then I'll fuck your brains
out," Bull's voice turned even more macho.
 Lisa moved her mouth quickly over the swollen head of his
cock, her flickering tongue covering the head, laving the
smoothness of his pounding cock with her tongue, applying even
more suction to the slitted opening, pulling the slippery juice
out of his prick into her mouth.
 With one more deep penetration, Lisa moved her head slowly,
allowing his cock to slip from her questing lips until slick
with the excess saliva from her mouth coated his glans and half
of the shaft of his oversized organ.
 "You're going to have to take it easy when you put that thing
inside my pussy Bull. That's some awesome piece of machinery
you have, and it's a lot bigger than the finger I have in my
cunt now. Stand back just a minute while I get ready for
you. She paused and looked at him again.
 "Would you mind fucking me dog fashion? I'd really like that,
and we wouldn't have to get undressed for it."
 Bull's head nodded.
 "Any way you like it, sweet lady. It'll be my pleasure to fuck
you any way you want, just as long as I get to fuck you."
 Lisa moved up off the bed, twirled and flinging her skirt up
over her waist, bent over the edge of the bed, watching in the
mirror to get just the correct computed angle for the camera,
and presented her bare ass and curly tufted cunt to him.
 Holding to the edge of the bed with her arms, bent over at
the waist, her cunt was at the same level as his huge cock.
 Peering into the mirror at the reflection of the camera lens in the closet, Lisa pivoted slightly, hoping to get the best
camera angle, knowing the camera was going to get the rear view
of his ass and her cunt.
 "Can you drop your pants, dear, I want to feel your balls on
my ass, and I can't do that if your pants are on."
 Bull's trousers sunk down his legs to the floor.
 His meaty organ hanging down at a forty five degree angle, the
head lower than the lowest part of his hairy testicles,
bloated, as his hand grasped his thick foreskin, jacking off
his cock to keep it hard. Filling rapidly, stiffening until the
bluish veins stood out and the glans turned dark purple.
Holding and caressing her curved buttocks, Bull moved a step
closer until his cock touched her curved, clefted ass.
 He centered his cock head, slippery with honey and Lisa's
saliva to the slitted opening she presented. The sensual
feeling of exposing herself to the men in the other room, the
blow job she'd given to Harry's black cock, and now the sight
and licking of Bull's male organ had lubricated her loins until
the juice welled from the tight swollen lips coating even the
soft blonde curly pussy hair.
 Bull stepped close behind Lisa, his prick nudging at the
curved flanks, dipping lower until it centered at the hairy
opening she presented with her ass waving slightly.
 Bull leaned his weight against the hot blonde housewife, the
head of his prick slid into her opening like butter, smoothly
sliding inside her belly, the narrow head of his prick an arrow
for his root to follow.
 He gently pressed his length into her wet cunt as she moaned
her pleasure, wriggling her ass the help him insert the entire
log deep in her cunt. It slithered into her womb, a serpent of
lusty dimensions. She put one hand between her legs, groping
for his balls, delighted to feel how much of his organ she had
captured on the first stroke. Sucking George's prick had made
her wet enough with lubricating juices that Bull's tennis
handle cock slipped into her womb without pausing or forcing.
                         ...

C h a p t e r  8
 Bull began to long cock her cunt. His prick withdrawing until
only the head was nestled between the outer lips of her pussy,
then in one long smooth stroke, he slid it back inside.
 Her busy fingers caressing his testicles, rolling them gently,
marveling at the softness of his skin, feeling the stones
beneath the smooth outer covering, exploring the root of his
cock and discovering almost three inches still left outside her
lusty loins.
 She began to buck her ass, arching her back lower, presenting
a more direct line into her belly for his prick to follow,
delighted to feel another inch sink into her streaming cunt,
leaving only a couple of inches or less still outside her hot
pussy. 
 She bucked back harder feeling another inch as his glans
banged into her cunt both deeper and harder, starting a wave of
orgasms to ripple her soft belly, and juice to run from her
filled cunt and drip onto his balls. She wanted to be able to
take him all, every inch of his meat into her pussy, crying out
to him.
 "Just ram it all up my pussy. I need it all, right now!"
 She bucked her ass harder to suck more of his cock in her
belly. He withdrew his prick again until his cock just parted
the full wet lips of her cunt, bringing a drool of her wet
lubricating juice with it, then slammed the vibrant length to
the hilt in her pussy, his balls swinging high to bang hard
against her crotch.
 His violent move slammed the head of his prick against her
cervix, causing both pain and extreme pleasure at the same
time. Each time he slammed home, the pain lessened and the
pleasure grew, when her body started the familiar waves of
orgasms. One long, continuous orgasm, rippled her belly, the
clenching of her tight cunt like a fist gripping his prick,
squeezing and milking. He gripped her hips tightly with both
hands, holding her writhing bucking ass as his cock slithered
back into her hairy opening.
 His lunges against her backside slapped his belly against the
full curves of her rounded ass, setting off ripples in the
flesh that spread almost to the small of her back. Like a stone
thrown into a pond, the ripples returned only to be started
again with each of his thrusts.
 His hairy testicles banged against the top of her pussy with
each lunge, caressing the smoothness of her thighs then with a
gentle slap, tapping her swollen clit.
 Her fingers toyed with his testicles, gently brushing as they
moved freely in between her spread legs, as she felt them
tighten. They pulled up higher to the base of his cock with
each thrust. Lisa's panting grew more animated and her quick
frenzied movements grew faster as she felt his hard balls swell
in her fingers. She moved her hand to her nipple, caressing the
hardened nub, tweaking and fondling as his cock thudded into
her slippery slit.
 Lisa heard Bull snort, his heavy breathing almost stopped
as he withdrew his cock until the glans was just outside the
tight ring, then his cock thundered full length into her soft
belly, holding stationary as she felt him cum.
 His hose, tightly pressed to her cervix, pulsed and spat his
male sperm, squirting his sticky juice into her belly, against
the deepest part of her pussy. The gushing juice, stoppered by
his cock, filled her cunt, expanding spurt after spurt, into
her soft pink vagina.
 The hot wetness spurting deep within her, caused Lisa extreme
pleasure, pressing her curved buttocks tightly against his
belly, sinking his spurting cock even deeper so that she could
feel the pulsations as the spermy liquid leaped from the
slitted opening, into her slippery cunt.
 Lisa moaned, feeling the hot gushing creamy juice fill her
cavity, marveling at the warmth of his ejection and the
sensitive pressure he was putting so deeply inside her writhing
belly.
 The feel of his fire hose shooting intensified her orgasm,
wildly she bucked her hunching ass as she slipped her finger
over the erect nub of her clit, rubbing it to heighten the
effect.
 Sated, and softening, Bull could still feel the rhythmic
pulsations of her soft curly haired pussy milking his cock as
he slowly withdrew and let his prick release from her cunt.
Sperm still dribbled from the tip as it shrunk and tightened
toward his belly.
 He wiped the juices from his cock with his hand, squeezing it,
root to tip, transferring the juices to her upraised ass,
massaging the wetness into her skin as her bucking stopped, her
motor dying, lust temporarily sated.
                          ...
 She squatted on the toilet and pee'd while Bull wiped his cock
on a towel from the rack. Drying her wet slippery pussy on the
toilet paper, she watched Bull drying his prick on the towel,
amazed still at the awesome length left, even though he'd
climaxed only moments before, deep inside her writhing belly.
 "Bring that thing back over here," Lisa demanded from her
throne on the toilet seat.
 Bull moved to stand in front of the sitting lady, his cock
still not dangling down, but instead hanging over his balls in
a curve.
 Her hand tenderly touched his meaty organ again, her tongue
darting out to capture a stray drop of juice that welled
suddenly as she squeezed his cock fondly.
 "Enough, we must get back before my husband misses us, or your
girl friend misses you," Lisa jumped from the toilet, her skirt
falling to cover the shape of her legs as she stood.
 She held and kissed Bull, her arms clasped around his neck to
nuzzle tenderly at his neck, then pulling away, led him to the
bedroom door.
 She straightened her skirt and blouse and unlocked the door to
leave.
 She was startled to come face to face with Susan, standing
just outside the bedroom door.
 "Oh shit!", thought Lisa, "now the trouble starts."
 Susan's tiny body sparkled with anger as she hissed at Bull.
 "And just what do you think you're doing in there with the
door locked Bull?"
 Bull just raised his eyebrows, starting a lame tale to
explain, his voice falling silent as he realized there really
wasn't anything he could say. He pushed by Susan to return to
the front room. Susan pushed past Lisa into the bedroom and
closed the door behind them.
 "Don't say anything, Lisa," Susan's voice was tight with
anger.
"I know he fucked you, I can tell by his sappy look just after
he gets screwed, so, I want you to know that more than two can
play at that game. I don't expect him to be an angel, but, God
damn it, not while I'm in the other room wondering what he's
doing for twenty minutes and where the hell are you at the same
time!"
 Her voice shook as she grabbed Lisa's arm.
 "I know you've got a pussy full of his cream and I don't
like it one bit. I saw you tonight showing your cunt and tits
to all the men, getting them all worked up, and now you'd
better listen to me ....."
 Lisa's resolve not to use her power fled at the anger in
Susan's voice. Lisa's echo chamber started the compulsion in
the petit blond's mind.
 "She got fucked and I didn't. She fucked my lover, and
probably George too. The only way to get even is to fuck her
husband. He's so sexy, that I'd love to have his cock between
my legs. There's not anything much she can say. Turn about is
fair play. She fucks my lover and I fuck her lover. I need to
get fucked, I really need to get fucked right now. My pussy's
so hot now and it's getting wetter as I think about getting
Bill's prick up my hot wet pussy. I need to get fucked right
now, I can't wait, I can't wait at all. I like Lisa, and I'd
like to be good friends with her, but I've got to get fucked by
her husband."
 Susan's voice was still tinged with anger, but her body
compulsions made her lower her voice as she acted out the
suggestive compulsion planted by Lisa's power.
"I don't intend to go home to a fucked out cock and be pissed
off at Bull for weeks about this. I'm sure you fucked George
tonight, so what I'm telling you is this, I'm going to fuck
your husband to get even, so I don't carry this load of
resentment with me out of here. I'm going to get my pussy
filled with your husband's cream until I drip when I walk, and
then you and I are going to kiss and make up with no hard
feelings again, ever."
 "Now, I don't care how you do it, but I want Bill back here
behind a locked door with me, so I can fuck his brains silly,
and if you give me any more trouble in my soul, I'm going to
march out there and announce that you've fucked half of the men
here after dinner and just see what happens then."
 Lisa's voice was low as she spoke to Susan.
"I'm sorry Susan. I just got horny and I didn't think. I never
meant to hurt you, or Bull either. You are right, and I was
wrong. Let me have a few minutes to talk to Bill, Gawd knows
how or what I'm going to tell him but he'll be back here with
you in a few minutes. Come out with me to the living room now,
and you'll have Bill in a little while"
 They walked back into the living room arm in arm. At Bill's
look, Lisa made head gesture to the kitchen and left. Bill
followed her in a few seconds.
 "Something go wrong, or did he see the camera? What's
happening Lisa, you look all shook up"
 "Nothings wrong with your camera, but I just got caught
fucking Bull and Susan's pissed off. She says she wants a belly
full of your cream and she wants it now, and that's the only
way she's going to forgive me.. So, buster, this was all your
idea,"
 Lisa spoke with anger and female logic, forgetting how she had
also planned and executed the seductions.
 "You just get back there with that little blond bitch and fuck
her silly so she'll be off my back!" Lisa was close to crying
as she pushed Bill from the kitchen toward the living room.
 "And one more thing, just you make sure that you fuck her in
front of the camera because I want to watch her get fucked
later!"
 A few minutes later she sighed while talking to Harry, as she
saw her husband following Susan down the hall. She also noticed
Susan's ass twitching back and forth, almost announcing to the
world at large that she was about to get fucked, by another
woman's husband.
 "Well shit," thought Lisa, "at least I got a prick in each end
before the shit hit the fan. Maybe, just maybe, things are
going to get better, 'cause they can't get much worse."
 Realizing that there wasn't anything she could do about her
problem except let Bill take care of Susan's needs, she leaned
forward a bit to give Harry a little better view of her tits as
she waited. After all, the evening wasn't over yet by a long
ways, and she might even get layed again if everything went the
way she'd planned.
 She squirmed a bit, setting her full globes to quivering, and
was rewarded by Harry gulping, adam's apple visibly moving on
his throat as he stared at the pink nipple and shadowed opening
that the sexy blonde housewife what so blatantly offering his
staring eyes.
 "You know, Lisa, I'd not want to offend you, but I'd sure like
to make love to you sometime."
 "You know, Harry, I'd not want to offend you either, but why
do you think that I'm showing you my breasts, if I not trying
to seduce you?"
 "I didn't know that you were trying to seduce me, I thought
that maybe you had a case of hot tits and were trying to get
them out into the air to cool them off," Harry chuckled.
 "I do have hot titties, but I also have a case of very hot
pants, too. Why don't we sit here and discuss just what you
might be able to do to temporarily cure a case of very hot
pants, while I show you a little more of my hot boobies."
 "Well, how hot are your pants, since from what I could see
earlier, you weren't troubled by panties at all. Unless my
tired eyes deceive me, you're bare as it's possible to be bare
under that skirt and blouse."
 "That's so you can have a good time looking, Harry. Tell me
what you see, and how you like it. Maybe if you have time, you
might even tell me how you'd like to fuck me," Lisa giggled as
her skirt slipped open again, giggling again as Harry's hand
slithered between the silken smoothness of her full thighs.
 Lisa parted her thighs slightly, looking around the room to
see if they were being observed, and since nobody seemed to be
paying them any attention, the blonde housewife let her thighs
relax even more, creating a slim crevasse for Harry's searching
hand to caress.
                             ...

C h a p t e r    9
 When the bedroom door clicked shut, Susan turned the lock in
the center of the knob and with a hard, tight voice said to
Bill.
 "Your hot assed wife just got finished fucking my boy friend
in here, and I don't want any conversation from you at all. I'm
still mad as hell, and the only thing that's going to make up
for it, is for you to fuck me, or me to fuck you. I don't care
which, but, I'm going to have one whole load of your slippery
cream in my cunt before we leave this room!"
 "Now get your clothes off mister. I want your naked body, and
I want it now!"
 Susan skinned her dress high over her head, her body clad in a
brassiere, panties that just covered her tiny full hips, a
garter belt holding up her thigh high stockings. Bill hadn't
seen a woman wear a garter belt except in the fuck movies, for
years, delighted by her tiny figure.
 While he kicked of his shoes and peeled off his socks, he
watched her reach behind her back to get the catch on her bra,
unfastening it to spill her pert titties from the wispy silk
covering. Her breasts were full for her slight figure and as
she pulled her panties from her tiny flared hips the chestnut
brown curly ringlets of her cunt peeked from the vee between
her legs. Shirt, trousers and shorts gone, Bill stood by the
bed, bare, his heel touched the recorder switch and slipped it
on.
 "Do you want to fuck me, or have me fuck you?" Susan
asked, still clad in the garter belt and stockings. I don't
care, just as long as I get fucked."
 She stood, hands in fists on her hips, looking delightful to
Bill's eyes. His cock, dormant, began to fill and raise from
his testicles.
 "Well, how about you fucking me. That seems only fair under
the circumstances," Bill lay on the bed, careful to make sure
he was positioned correctly for the camera lens, crossing his
hands behind his neck, watching her tiny body as she crawled
onto the bed.
 "You know Susan, it's not really all of Lisa's fault that she
wanted to fuck Bull. He's a sexy guy and knowing my wife, she
got turned on and without thinking, just got it on with your
boy friend. Hell, I've wanted to fuck you ever since I first
saw you."
 She grabbed his cock roughly, skinning the foreskin back,
pumping him like she was pounding corn in a bowl.
 Her anger turned Bill on even more than his thoughts during
the evening when he knew Lisa was making some good fuck scene
movies for them both. Her tight body tensed with effort as her
titties quivered with the movement of her hand jerking off his
cock.
 "I wanted to fuck you too, and I am," her voice softer now,
"I'm about as turned on as your wife was. Let's quit talking
about fucking, and start fucking!"
 Moisture began to appear at the head of his cock, wetting the
foreskin and her fingers as she pumped him hard. The sensation
of his hard cock in her hand and the excitement soon dampened
her anger, her stroking became more loving than hating.
 When he extended his hand and cupped her quivering titties,
she sighed, bolder now that his other hand began to caress her
flanks and hips, fondling her ass.
 Now both hands at his groin, Susan stroked more softly, then
swung one silky leg across his body to straddle his hips, her
slippery hot pussy near his cock.
                           ..
 Harry's hand surreptitously moved over the silken flesh of
Lisa's upper thigh in the living room, while her husband was
getting ready to slip his hard prick into Susan's waiting pink
cunt in the locked bedroom.
 "Harry, don't put your fingers up too high there, somebody
might see."
 "If you'd get the lights a little lower in here, no one could
see anything," his petulant voice murmured at her.
 "How about just flickering fire light, would that help?" Lisa
grinned at her office manager.
 "That would help fine. Let's get a fire going!"
 "I know where you'd like to get a fire going, but are you
enough fireman to reel out enough hose to put the fire out
later?" Lisa giggled at Harry.
 Harry's hand grabbed Lisa's, pulled it to his lap, pressing
her fingers against his groin.
 The sensuous blond's fingers wiggled, feeling the hot bar of
Harry's sex, swollen and hard.
 "That's feels like enough hose to put out the Chicago Fire,
and have a little left over. Now let's get a fire started, in
the fireplace."
 The two moved to the fireplace, Lisa squirting liquid fire
starter over the kindling at the base of the oak logs, striking
a long match, applying the match to the fireplace.
 Quickly the fire started, the flames sweeping to envelope the
small oak logs, setting off a crackling sound as the flames
turned the kindling to red coals under the logs.
 "Oh goodie, a fire," buxom Polly said to the group as she left
Bull to sit on the carpet in front of the fireplace.
 "What we need is some brandy, and to sit and watch the fire.
Don't you love to see the flames when the fireplace is full of
hot coals and burning wood?" Lisa asked Polly.
 "I always love a fire, it's so romantic," Polly's sultry voice
announced.
 "I really get turned on sitting in front of a fire," George's
deep male voice joined in the fireside banter.
 "I'll get the brandy while you all get cozy in the firelight,"
Lisa moved to the kitchen, quickly placing a bottle of brandy
and eight glasses on a tray, returning to the group now huddled
in front of the fire.
 George poured brandy into each glass, handing the half filled
glasses to the watchers.
 The two remaining glasses on the tray attracted attention to
Bill and Susan's absence.
 "Where's Bill and Susan, Lisa?" Bull's query startled
Lisa.
 "Oh, they're in the den, Bill's showing Susan his new home
computer, they'll be out soon. Let's drink up all the brandy so
they'll miss out if they don't hurry up."
 The bigger logs in the fireplace were actively burning now,
casting the amber and red flames over the bark surface of the
wood, lighting the room in dancing shadows.
 "Somebody turn off the lights, and we can sit in just the
firelight," Harry moved over to sit by Lisa.
 The lamps in the living room turned off, the group sprawled on
the carpet, Polly lying with her head with her head on Bull's
lap, Betty lying on her stomach facing the flames kicking her
slim legs in the air behind her. Her curved rump quivering
each time her legs moved.
 "Bull?" Polly looked up at his face as she moved her head in
his lap, "is that your wallet in your front pocket, or are you
just glad to see me?"
 "My wallet's in my back pocket, that's me you're rolling the
back of your head on, and I am glad to see you. I'd be gladder
to see more of you."
 "What's this gladder, is that the past tense of glad?" Betty
laughed, "sometimes I don't understand American slang."
 "What part of Polly are you interested in seeing, Bull?" Lisa
giggled at him.
 Polly squirmed again on Bull's lap, "Yes Bull, what parts are
most interesting?" She moved her shoulders, quivers running
over her full breasts, the voluptuous ebony haired lady smiled
up at Bull.
 "Tell her the truth, Bull!" George's deep voice laughed,
"don't bull shit her."
 "Give me another shot of that brandy, and I'll tell everyone."
 Lisa moved to lean over and grab the bottle, pouring a healthy
glass for Bull, quizzing the rest, "Anybody else?"
 "Here, if you please," Betty moved her glass out, and was
replenished, along with Harry.
 Polly drew her glass up, raised herself from Bull's lap and
drained her brandy glass, "I'll take another since we all seem
to be intent on getting drunk tonight."
 Lisa poured another glass for her sensuous black haired
friend, then moving to fill the rest of the glasses again.
 "Whoa, lady. Are you trying to get me loaded?" Bull's voice
questioned Lisa.
 "Your already loaded. I can feel the shot gun from here,"
Polly giggled up at him, "and you didn't answer my question."
 "What question?"
 "What part of me you'd like to see more of!" Polly giggled
again, the alcohol and the warmth of the fire suddenly acting
on her inhibitions, her full breasts quivering on her chest as
she laughed, "if you can't say it, you can't see it."
 "Not it, them," Bull laughed.
 "You don't mean that you like to look at Polly's tits, do you
man?" George laughed.
 Certainly I'd like to look at her tits, wouldn't you?" Bull
turned to Harry who was laughing at Polly's direct question.
 "Sure would, Polly, show Bull your tits," Harry grinned at her
as she first frowned then laughed at the men looking down at
her.
 "I'll show him my tits, if I get to see what I'm laying on."
Polly giggled.
 "My, but you Americans beat around the old bush," Betty's
English accent giggled, "at home in London, if I was at a party
having this much fun, I'd have a finger or two up the old
twat."
 "Well, the evenings not over yet, you still might get your
wish," Lisa giggled back at her English guest.
                    ..
 In the bedroom, Susan straddled Bill, holding the hard pulsing
warmth of his cock in her hand, while the bantering group in
the living room waited to see Bull's reaction to Polly's
invitation.
 Susan drew the oozing head of his cock up against her pussy,
using the glans to transfer his slippery juice to the opening
of her cunt. The rosy glans of his cock parted the soft hair
covered opening and rubbed against the pink, tight lips of her
vagina, opening the lips more until his glans was tucked into
the cleft of her cunt, raising her ass and guiding his cock,
sliding it deeper into her cunt by raising and lowering her
tight pussy gently until his prick started the juices flowing
from her.
 Worming his cock deeper into her belly, Bill could feel the
tightness of her pussy get wetter with their combined juices,
and his cock inched deeper with each movement of her ass. He
arched his loins, driving his cock the last distance left to
go, feeling the soft hair on her cunt tickling his belly.
 With his cock now fully inside her pussy, Susan began a
rocking motion, rubbing her clit against the hairy mound above
Bill's prick. Her motion was almost automatic, with no change
in rhythm, Bill savoring her tight cunt.
 He gripped her ass with both hands, helping, his arm motion
and hip pulling coincided with her rocking. He kept his body
still, content to let her fuck him, just helping her establish
the rhythm.
 Her blond hair swung with her motions, her body flushed in the
light, turning pink with a thin sheen of moisture as she
started perspiring. Drops of perspiration running, forming a
channel between her quivering tits, down her tight belly to
gather in the hair around her pussy. Drops soon formed and
using the pink nipples of her tits, were flung out by the
exertions of her steady rocking torso.
                           ..
 "You show me your's first," Bull laughed, "then I'll show you
mine."
 "I'm too tired to reach the buttons, and too drunk to fiddle
with them," Polly giggled.
 "I'll do all the hard work then," Bull announced, his fingers
moving the the top of her blouse, opening three buttons and
working on the fourth before Polly realized that his hands were
about to have her boobs out of her blouse.
 "What are you doing?" her voice indignant.
 "He's going to look at your tits, then he's going to show you
his cock!" Betty's English voice broke up in laughter.
 "The hell I am," Polly's voice giggled.
 "The hell you're not," Harry laughed at her, "You can't renege
now after you already laid out the rules, besides, I want to
see your tits, too."
 "Everybody always want to see my tits. Well, hell, look at
them all you want to," Polly moved her hands down from their
protective covering over her chest, "but we all get to see your
cock, too!"
 "That's the spirit, Polly," Lisa leaned over her, "let 'em all
hang out."
                            ..

C h a p t e r  10
 Bill could see Susan's ass clenching in the mirror, framed by
the garter belt, her shivering curved ass cheeks started
Bill's prick pounding even harder, the pulsations matching
her rocking rhythms.
 He ran his fingers over the cleft of her ass, enjoying the
feel of her full buttocks under his palms, touching the bud
opening of her ass.
 Like she had been goosed with an electric cattle prod,
Susan jumped, her rhythmic rocking halted, as his finger
rubbed gently at the puckered opening. He rubbed his finger
in a circular motion as he felt her body loose it's rigidity,
then her rocking motion picked up again, at a slightly
faster pace, perspiration droplets spraying from her quivering
tits.
 Bill felt the oily liquid swishing from Susan's cunt, dipping
a finger, transferred her cunt juice to her asshole, rubbing it
into the puckering bud.
 His finger dipped again and again into the oily juice of her
cunt, until her asshole was dripping wet with slime from her
pussy, then with one last dip into her cunt, he wet his finger
to the second knuckle, pressing it against her asshole. His
finger wormed inside to the second joint and Susan went mad.
 Her body rocked with frenzy as she tried to grind her cunt
tighter onto his prick, her cunt hair matting against his
belly, while her ass poked back as she arched her back.
 His wriggling finger up her ass while his cock filled her cunt
started her shivering. He pressed harder, his palm flat to her
bottom, his finger thrust the last inch into her ass and he
rotated his hand, his finger deep in her puckered asshole.
 His palm rubbed the smooth round globular cheek of her ass,
his forefinger deep into her asshole, his middle finger dipping
into the channel of her ass, feeling his own prick slithering
up her cunt.
 Her resulting orgasm was so intense that he could not only
feel her cunt writhe around his cock, milking it, but her
asshole also convulsed tightly around his deep sunk finger.
 "Ohhhh.... Ohhh... Ohh," her voiced raised higher and higher
as she gushed juices from her cunt, her orgasm shaking her tiny
trim body.
                         ..
 Betty giggled, "Well, Bill may have been showing Susan his
computer in the den, but that's the sound of fucking, and I
think Bill's done showing her his computer, and now he's
showing her his prick, don't you know."
 Lisa laughed at Betty, "If he's showing her his prick, then
she's showing him her pussy. Too bad nobody here want's to see
mine, because for two cents, I'd show it."
 Harry's hand drew two bright shining pennies from his pocket
and tossed them on the carpet in front of the sensuous blonde
housewife.
 "Here's two cents."
 "I'll wait for Polly and Bull first, then I'll show you."
                         ..
 At the peak of Susan's convulsions, Bill's cock began spurting
cum, squelching in her pussy, shooting jet after jet of thick
creamy juice into her belly, triggering another orgasm from her
tense body.
 "OH OOOhhhh...," her voice almost screamed her satisfaction.
Her body shuddered again, then collapsed over Bill. Her lips
soft against his as she nestled to him as he caressed her
silky back and ass.
                            ..
 Bull's fingers triggered the last three buttons opening
Polly's blouse to the waist, pulling the ends of the material
from her skirt, pulling the blouse off over the top of her
head, her arms raising to help him rid her of the clothing.
 Polly's boobs, rose from her chest in twin peaks, encased in a
beige colored brassiere, truly awesome in size. Bull lifted her
upper torso slightly, fumbling in the back for the catch, his
attempts to open the hidden catch were obstructed by Polly's
giggles and wriggles.
 "I don't know what you're trying to do Bull, but my bra is
fastened in front," she giggled at his thick fingers trying to
find a catch in back.
 "Why didn't you tell me before?" Bull said, disgustedly,
finding the catch at the front of her bra, releasing the
material covering her mounds.
 The catch open, Polly's huge tits sprung free from her bra,
standing proudly from her rib cage, nipples the size of Bull's
thumbs peaking the soft mounds.
 "Hooray," George cried, "them's what I call tits!"
 Bull's fingers slowly moved to caress the softly moving
mounds, this thumbs moving over the crinkled skin of her
nipples, drawing the skin tighter and making each erect nipple
swell and grow harder with each touch, while Polly's head moved
in his lap slowly, pressing her ebony hair against his over
heated groin.
 After a few seconds, Polly spun over on her tummy, her weight
resting on her elbows as her hands darted to his belt buckle.
 "My turn now," Polly giggled impishly, "Now I get to see
what's been poking me in the back of my head."
Her fingers flew to his buckle, drawing the leather through the
metal, opening the metal catch at the top of his slacks,
fumbling with the zipper, drawing it down full length.
 Her hand dove into the opening, wriggling inside his shorts,
grasping and pulling at his cock, pulling it free to stand in
his lap.
 "My gawd," Betty's awed voice exclaimed in her very British
accent, "no wonder they call you Bull. You're hung like a big
Spanish steer. Are you sure you don't have a little black blood
in you, brother?"
 Lisa giggled at Betty's open mouthed stare. Her own hand busy
caressing Harry's male member through the material of Harry's
slacks.
 "George," Betty looked at her date, "if you had a cock like
that, I'd marry you! They don't have anything like that in
London!"
 Betty," George replied, "if you'd show me your English ass, my
cock would get even bigger than that."
 "Oh goody," Lisa giggled, "show and tell time folks. You tell
what part you want to see, and the person has to show."
 "In that case, if I have my choice, I'd like to see Betty's
English ass. It sure looks good, all curved up and over, with
her lying there on the floor," Harry's voice almost shouted.
                       ..
 The two lovers in the bedroom, lay entwined, legs sprawled over the bed, breathing slowing after their sexual session.
 "I never had anyone do that to me before," Her muffled voice
whispered into his ear, "I got off like a skyrocket. I didn't
know if I liked it or not when you started rubbing me there,
but when you had your finger inside my ass and wiggled it, I
started coming like a buzz saw."
 "At least I'm not mad at anyone anymore. I'm just glad I
got my belly full of your hot cream... aand I'm so relaxed
now, not uptight at all. hank you, Bill. I'm going to thank
Lisa too, and tell Bull I'm not mad at him anymore."
                          ..
 "Hell, I'm not shy, I'm just drunk and horny," Betty giggled,
"anybody want's to see my English ass can see my English ass
anytime they ask!"
 Her sleek body rose to a sitting position on the carpet, her
hands to the hem of her dress, skinning it up and off her body
to toss it to the side. The black beauty wasn't wearing a bra,
and only her wispy panties covered her highly arched ass.
 "But I don't take my own panties off at a party, I always let
somebody else do it for me. Harry, will you do me the honors,
since you're the gentleman that want's to see my ass?"
 Harry's large hands grasped Betty's filmy under pants, pulling
them over the richly curved mounds of the cheeks of her ass,
and down her slim legs, to toss them by her discarded dress.
 Betty lay face down again, the strong muscles in the ass
writhing under the skin in the light from the fireplace.
 "After that, I don't see why any of us are wearing clothes,
let's get this party going!" George grinned at the others, his
fingers busy stripping his clothes from his body, to lay naked
next to Betty, face down on the carpet.
 Lisa followed, her blouse and skirt tossed on the discarded
clothing pile, while Harry and Bull followed her lead.
 The three couples sprawled out on the soft carpet, naked,
drinking brandy and moving their hands lovingly over each
other's bodies. Soft sounds of contentment and an occasional
gasp as one of the group touched a particularly sexual part of
another's body.
                        ..
 Bill patted Susan's fanny tenderly as she swung her leg over
his body to dismount. Her matted pussy, pink lipped and open,
swished and juicy cum dripped on his belly. She cupped a
hand under her pussy and went to the bathroom to freshen
herself. When she returned, Bill was just finishing with his
shoes, and he sat watching her dress.
 I'm going to leak all night from the load you put in my
belly, Bill."
 He grinned, his hands cupping her ass as he pulled her to him
for a kiss.
 "My pleasure, Susan, shall we join the others?"
                              ..
 Bill and Susan, hand in hand returned to the living room to
find the other three couples sprawled naked in front of the
fire, drinking brandy.
 "It's about time you two came out of the bedroom!" Lisa
giggled, you were about to miss all the fun. Your brandy is
right there on the tray. Get your clothes off again, and join
with us."
 Susan's dress went flying, Bill a little slower, trying to
undress with a glass of brandy in his hand.
                               ..
Harry chuckled, "Looks like everyone but Polly, Betty and me
has been in the sack tonight. Come on girls, it's catch up
time."
 The three joined arms and headed down the hall, leaving
the bedroom door open. Bill remembered that he had forgotten
to turn off the recorder and grinned.... 
 After the remaining five had discussed Harry and the two
girls a short while, George stood.
 "I guess I'll go see it the stud needs any help with the
lady from England. I'll show her a little of Yankee Doodle's
dandy!"
 Seconds later the others followed, leaving Bill and Lisa
alone in the living room. They quickly got caught up on the
evening away from each other, both admitting they were too
fucked out to join an orgy, but would enjoy watching it on
tape sometime later.
 When female moaning started up in the bedroom, curiosity
drove them to go and watch.
 Harry lay on his back, Polly astride riding his cock while
Betty's black slim English body knelt over his face and busy
tongue. Polly was doing the groaning and moaning as she screwed
her cunt on his cock.
 Bull stood on the bed, his huge cock in Betty's mouth, slowly
fucking his prick in and out of her pink lips, her hand busy
jacking him off as she sucked.
 George, prick in his hand was slowly masturbating, his glans
against the Polly's full breast. Susan lay with her head on
Harry's belly, her eyes inches from Harry's cock fucking Polly,
her fingers dipping into her own pussy, slowly finger fucking
herself.
 Bull pulled his cock from Betty's mouth, spraying sperm over
her upraised face, the silver liquid running down to her tits,
as he rubbed the residue into her black breasts. The sight of
Bull's cock shooting started George pumping his prick faster
and Polly's had grabbed it and stuffed it in her mouth,
greedily sucking as he shot his cum.
 Harry continued pumping his cock into Polly's cunt, faster
and faster, until he too squirted his juice to fill her
willing cunt. Susan scrambled closer to Polly's cunt, and as
Harry pulled his cock out, Susan fastened her lips to his
still oozing meat, sucking him dry while finger fucking her
own cunt until she came again.
 Bill and sensual wife sat on the bed, caressing and stroking
the fucking couples, until Bill's prick stood from his naked
loins, throbbing and pounding with lust. He pulled his cock
with his hand until it stood leaking at the tip, moving over
the bed to kneel behind Betty, still getting her cunt sucked by
Harry's eager mouth.
 Bill's hard cock nestled up to Betty's richly curved English
ass, pressing against the clefted opening between her full
buttocks, until she raised her ass higher, her pussy leaving
Harry's questing mouth as she crouched on hands and knees.
 Bill's hard prong slid into her over heated, pouting wet cunt
like butter, filling the jagged pink lipped opening to the
hilt, his balls touching her slim curved thighs as he began to
fuck the sexually aroused lady dog fashion.
 Lisa, sexually excited by the sight of her husband fucking
Betty, moved up onto the bed, her slim sensual body writhing
into the huddle of warm bodies, her hands running over the
plenitude of hot flesh, touching wet and sticky, the sexual
organs of the orgy participants.
 The lovely blonde, lying on her back, watched her husband's
thick cock sliding into the thick pink lipped opening between
Betty's thighs as her ass bucked back onto him.
 After a few minutes of hunching, Betty's moans became louder
as she commenced her orgasm, her groans shuddering her swinging
pert titties, her belly knotted with passion.
 Bill drove his cock deep into the black girl's cunt, spraying
his hot sperm into her wildly swinging hot pussy, while he
clutched her writhing ass with both hands.
 Moments went by, then with a groan of satisfaction, he
withdrew his sticky prick from her leaking pussy, and stood by
the bed in exhaustion.
 Bill stepped on the switch, shutting off the recorder and
went back to the living room, waiting for the others.
                          ..
 Later, gathered together over coffee, the group laid plans
for the next party, not quite understanding Bill and Lisa's
insistence that they have it here again. After some small
arguments, all agreed to have another dinner at Bill and
Lisa's. With much patting, kissing and loving touching, the
party broke at two a.m. with the guests laughing as they left
for their cars.
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 The sexually aroused couple had watched their "Epic Movie",
many times, marveling at the quality of the tape, even though
the video camera had been hidden in the closet of the master
bedroom, and it's ability to capture on tape the sexual antics
of the eight of them during their party.
 Lisa's busy mind has continually worked on her husband. She'd
enjoyed the dinner party and the fucking and sucking following,
beginning to direct her sensual thoughts into Bill's mind at
every opportunity.
 They tried the Alameda theatre again, but it was a bad night
and they were not able to entice any patrons to join them. Lisa
watched a thin man at the end of their row jack off, but he was
evidently not aware of her raised skirt and Bill's fingers in
her pussy, or else was too shy to join them.
 They discussed their next "Adventure", talked over each others
fantasy's, but neither of them came up with a way to get their
dreams on tape, while they still were two weeks away from the
next dinner.
 Lisa's next door neighbor, Penny, was talking to Lisa about
vacation time, and that she would have to put her great dane in
the vets for her two week vacation. Lisa liked the gentle big
dog and offered to take care of him and feed him while Penny
was away.
 "It's no trouble at all, I'll feed him in the morning before I
go to work and play with him at night when I get home. Don't
worry, Penny, it's dumb to leave him at the vets when he'll be
happier here."
                          ..
 Bill, working at the office Saturday when Penny left on her
vacation, Lisa deciding to take the dog for a walk. Excited
about the walk, Dumdum, short for Sir Dumwald of Dumcourt,
pranced and licked Lisa, his tongue lolling from his huge
mouth.
 Walking Dumdum was a pleasure. Lisa had unsnapped the lead and
let him walk with her unattached, when she found he would obey
her commands.
 Rather than take Dumdum home, Lisa kept him for company the
rest of her morning. His cheerful and clownish behavior keeping
her laughing at him. He watched every move she made while she
cleaned up the house and washed dishes. Lisa kept up a steady
one sided conversation with the dog, enjoying his company.
 "I'm going to take a shower, Dumdum," she crooned at him,
"so you'll just have to amuse yourself."
"I wonder if my power would work on animals? I don't ever
remember ever trying to make any animal do what I wanted, but
maybe it could work on Dumdum."
 She got the echo chamber working, "She's a nice lady, I like
her. She rubs my ears nice, she talks to me, and likes me. If
she were a bitch dog I'd fuck her. She smells good, I like her,
I like the way her pussy smells. I'd like to lick her between
her legs. I'll go into the room where she is and lay down on
the floor."
 Lisa stood by the bed, directing her thoughts to the animal,
watching the door, waiting to see if the animal would obey her
mental commands.
                               ..
 Bill's office was practically deserted, with a small staff
still working on Saturday, catching up the paper work still not
finished at the normal end of the working week. His secretary,
Angela, in the outer office, typing up a set of office memo's
while Bill worked on the new budget for his staff.
 Angela, married but sexually very desirable, even though Bill
had coveted her on occasion, he had kept their relationship on
a business only basis.
 Bill leaned back in the high backed chair at his desk, hands
behind his head, propped his feet on the desk and relaxed for a
few minutes, thinking about his lovely sensual blonde wife's
sexual adventures of the past few weeks.
 First the movie theatre, then the party. It almost blew his
mind to find how much fun it was having sex and games with his
blonde wife, including their casual sexual conquests.
 He'd found that he was thinking more about sex now than ever
before, even planning how to get into sexual situations with
others, including his wife in the actions.
 Thinking about the party, brought his cock to attention, hot
and throbbing in the tight confines of his slacks, glancing at
the closed door of his office, regretting that the office had
no lock on the door, but hearing the typewriter clattering
outside the door, Bill opened his slacks, pulling his cock
free.
 Slowly moving his hand up and down the turgid length of his
shaft, masturbating while thinking and day dreaming of the orgy
at their home, Bill's fist moved over the swollen length of his
erect and leaking cock.
                               ..
 Dumdum entered the bedroom door, his broad muzzle pushing
at the door, opening it to his entrance. Lisa puzzled with
wonder. Had the animal really read her thoughts, or had he
come into the bathroom to be near her.
 They walked in the bedroom, Dumdum happy to be with her, Lisa
also pleased with his happy antics. She talked to him as she
started to remove her clothing. When she reached behind her
back to unfasten her brassiere, in that graceful and yet
awkward movement women use, Dumdum was looking at her breasts.
Lisa looked at his big brown eyes and told him that dogs are
not interested in tits, however, when she rolled her panties
down, Dumdum stared at her pubic region, with a hungry look,
his great jaw has snapped shut as her pussy came into view, his
level stare centered on her cunt.
 Lisa tilted her pretty head to one side, speaking to the big
dog.
 "Well, Dumdum. Do you think I have a good figure? Are my tits
good enough for you? If you don't care for my titties, maybe
you'll like my pussy instead. Do you like pussy Dumdum?  Lisa
moved her hand to entangle the curls framing her pussy, running
them through her fingers, head tilted, watching the big dog
watching her.
 "That's her cunt, where she has her front paw. It's just like
a bitch cunt. I'd like to lick it."
 The great dane jumped, his eyes level with her, then began
prancing around to jump around upon her freshly made bed, tail
wagging, body bouncing.
 "Get off that bed this instant!", She scolded the dog, as he
jumped down with a woe begone expression, down on his fore
legs, his rump high in the air, he lay looking at her sadly.
 "All right clown, I'm not mad at you, come here and I'll love
you."
 Dumdum laid his head in her lap while she sat on the edge of
the bed, his rolling eyes looking up at her as she hugged the
huge head. His tongue lapped at her thigh, dog kisses, then
lowering his head snuffled at the curly hair of her crotch, his
nose deep pressed to her pussy, his tongue lapped at the
opening.
                             ..
 Bill's fantasy was building, his cock pounding in his slowly
moving hand, his mind a million miles from the office, when he
suddenly realized that he was not alone! A figure stood inside
his office door looking at him, watching him jerking off.
                             ..
 Lisa jumped at the hot, wet tongue and pulled his head away,
losing the battle of strength as he again pushed his nose deep
into her crotch. His pink tongue swathed a furrow over her cunt
leaving sticky saliva glueing the hairs on her pussy together.
The feeling was undescribable, she didn't want Dumdum licking
her pussy, yet it felt so good.
 She experimented by opening her thighs a little wider, while
Dumdum took advantage of the movement to lap even harder at her
cunt.
 "OK Dumdum... So now we both know that you're a great cunt
lapper. Does that taste good?"
 Dumdum's tail wagged at her voice. His busy tongue licking
steadily at her box. Her pussy aroused at the gentle licking,
and Lisa opened her thighs wider until she had spread her legs
wide for his tongue. As her thighs pulled apart her pussy split
open, pink lips visible, while her clit rose to be licked by
the dog's long pink tongue.
 His lapping opened her cunt and his tongue slithered into the
wetness, licking her from the bottom of her pussy to the clit
at the top. Lisa shuddered as his cold nose touched her clit,
but felt an orgasm building. Pulling his head tight to her
cunt, she spasmed and came, holding his huge head centered at
her thighs.
 She let go of his head and lay back on the bed, as she felt
him bound up onto the covers. Smiling, she decided not to make
him get down this time, while his head went again to her cunt.
She placed her feet flat on the bed, knees raised, legs apart,
watching his pink tongue lap at her pussy.
 She placed her fingers to the sides of her pussy, opening it
wider to feel more of his tongue, when she noticed his big
prick.
                             ..
 Angela, Bill's secretary, stood, staring.
 Bill froze, his fist holding his pounding throbbing cock, not
even attempting to hide it, he was so shocked at the sudden
appearance of his secretary catching him in his act of jerking
off his cock.
 Her voice broke the silence.
 "I finished the office memo's Mr. Williams, Is there anything
else you want me to do?" her voice shaky, her eyes glued to his
erect throbbing prick.
 "Uh, I'm sorry Angela, I didn't know you'd come in here, and I
was just carried away with a fantasy. Please excuse me."
 "It's all right Mr. Williams, I'm your secretary, I'm supposed
to do anything to help you in the office. I could help you now,
if you'd like."
 Her lithe figure moved catlike around his desk, stalking, her
eyes fastened to the wet end of his prick, her hand moving to
rest on the edge of the desk only inches from his throbbing
leaky cock.
                               ..
 Lisa lay on the bed, looking up at the dog's hard cock.
 Red and angry looking, it protruded from the furry sheath. She
had never seen a dog's hard cock before, at least not this
close up, while she stared at the pink pointed prick as he
licked her pussy.
 It stuck out of the sheath of skin and fur at the base of his
belly, his balls tight and black were about the size of tennis
balls, and just as fuzzy. His cock was a pretty shade of
pinkish red, wet with the secretions of his sex.
 His veins stood out just like a man's prick. The extended sex
organ did not have a mushroom headed glans, instead, it


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 DumDum moved over her clutching fingers, his hind quarters
were undulating and hunching as he drove his red cock through
the hole formed by her fingers. Watching the red rod inches
from her eyes turned her cunt to mush, exciting her. She began
tickling his cock with the tips of her fingers, holding him and
milking the juicy honey from the slit at the end of his
tapered cock.
 "Ah.. Dumdum. You like that, don't you?" she talked to the
hunching dog, watching him hunch harder into her clutching
fingers, driving the red tapered cock dripping fluid, fucking
her hand while he lapped furiously at her saliva wet cunt.
 His hot tongue slithered deeply into her pussy, not directly
inside as a prick would, but over the pink lips and between
them, spreading them with the force of his licking.
 Each lapping, starting at her asshole and traveling through
the hairy wet opening, to end with his long tongue titillating
her clitoris. Her hips and ass wriggled as she undulated her
body into the licking, coming almost continuously now.
 She ran her slippery fingers over his cock exploring the slit
at the tip, squeezing gently the pointed glans of his cock,
feeling the swelling cock increase in size and hardness.
 Two large lumps began to form at the base of his prick, one on
each side, his tongue hanging and dripping saliva, he raised
his huge head from her loins, his cock began shooting his
animal sperm. It squirted in a thin stream to splash on her
upraised thigh, again he spurted, then once more, the viscous
liquid clinging to the flesh of her leg, then slowly running
down to pool at the junction of her leg to her belly.
 Much less viscous than the cum she had experienced before,
the squirting juices hit, then ran quickly, not sticking to her
leg. She dipped her fingers into the almost clear juice, to rub
her fingers around, coating her hand with the cum of his animal
sperm, rubbing and laving it into her skin, then sucked the
residue from her fingers.... Dumdum flopped on the bed, his
ungainly long legs tangled as he began to lick his cock of it's
juices.
                               ..
 Bill's hands tenderly cupped Angela's face, feeling her cheeks
hollow as she moved her soft wet mouth smoothly over his prick,
licking and tasting, lovingly and slowly giving her boss a blow
job.
 A quick knock at the door brought Bill upright again, sitting
close to his desk as the door opened to his boss, and his
Boss's secretary.
 "Bill I need a minute of your time."
 "Come in Sam, what can I do for you?"
 "You can relax. You're looking like you're about to face a
firing squad, and also you can tell me who you think should go
to Chicago to the school for the new computers that the office
is getting."
 Bill felt Angela's soft wet tongue encircle his cock again,
her pointed tip delving into the wet slit bubbling with his
honey.
 Trying to take his mind off the pink tongue teasing his cock,
he looked at Sam's secretary, Marian. That was a mistake. He
knew that Marian and Angela were good friends, often hearing
office gossip and changes that were to take place from Angela,
long before Sam released the information.
 Marian had seated herself on the couch, lower than any of the
other chairs in his office, and was staring at the base of his
desk.
 Bill's mind went blank, wondering what she was staring at so
intently, when he saw her suddenly smile a Cheshire cat smile.
Her face looking like a cat with a bird in her mouth, traveled
up from the bottom of his desk to stare into his eyes.
 Bill knew that she knew that Angela was under his desk!
                          ..
 Slowly the Great Dane's tapered prick drew back into it's
hairy sheathed covering.
 Lisa had the urge to lick his animal prick, however, she
resisted the urge, not sure how Dumdum would react to her
tongue on his organ.
 Dumdum lay on the bed while Lisa showered. Her mind full of
the adventure, while her body was lathered with hot, soapy
suds. Her fingers slipping over her slippery skin as she rinsed
off the animal sperm from her legs, and the saliva and pussy
juice from her cunt, delving a finger deep inside her, then
tasting it. It tasted sweet and clean, fresh and just a little
like soap.
 She wondered if Dumdum's prick had spurted in her cunt, if it
would still taste the same.
 Lisa spent almost an hour in the bathroom, putting on her
makeup, drying and brushing her hair, just lazily fixing her
body to look it's best.
 Dumdum was not on the bed when Lisa came from the bath, and
the covers on the bed were straightened and smoothed as she
picked up in the bedroom.
                            ..
 Marian stared into Bill's eyes, then slowly her left eye lid
drew down in a ribald wink, letting him know that she knew what
was going on under his desk, and wouldn't tell.
 Slowly, with great poise, Marian crossed her legs, exposing a
great expanse of creamy thigh to Bill, still level into his
eyes. Her eyes flickered down to the bottom of his desk, then
up to his hidden groin, then up again to his eyes, when her
pink pointed tongue appeared licking her lips in a most obscene
and fluid movement.
 When her tongue vanished back into her full lips, she sent his
cock a silent kiss, out of Sam's sight, a lascivious lewd
facial movement, then giggled silently at his discomfort as
she opened her spiral ring notebook and nibbled on her pencil
as if it were a tiny prick, while she waited to put his
thoughts on paper.
 Angela's tongue, now exploring the rubbery foreskin of his wet
cock, moved to flicker at the clefted underside of his glans,
tickling and tasting the juicy honey flowing over the top of
his throbbing cock.
 "We've got several choices for the classes, and I want your
thoughts on who to send first," Sam interrupted Bill thoughts.
 Bill tried to concentrate. With Angela licking at his cock
under the desk, with Marian smiling lustily him, it was
impossible to think at all!
 "Quite obviously, we need to send the manager's, so that's
four," Bill ticked off the numbers on his fingers, "and we
should send at least two of the secretary's, that's six."
 Angela's tongue ceased it's torture on the end of his dick,
and instead he felt her sharp white teeth scraping the head of
his cock with gentle bites, followed by her hot breath as she
blew on the wet end of his prong.
 Bill took a deep breath, "and I think that we should send both
of the communication's people, since we need both as experts in
sending and receiving reports on the computers, and that's
eight."
 "Let me think now... " Bill's voice trailed off, not thinking
about the school at all, but instead, about Angela's hot mouth
which was madly sucking on the head of his dick, while Marian
silently giggled at his discomfort.
 Sam jumped to his feet, pacing the office floor, then stopped
to look out the window while Bill wrestled with his facial
muscles, trying to control feelings of intense pleasure
Angela's hot wet mouth was giving him.
 Bill was doomed when Angela's mouth deep throated his cock
once, then with one hand scratching at the skin of his balls,
the other gripping the stalk of his prick tightly, Bill felt
her start a rapid jerk off, licking and sucking at the leaking
head of his cock at the same time.
 He could feel the fire of sperm surging in his testicles, when
he glanced at Marian, Sam's back turned at the time.
 His boss's secretary glanced at Sam's back then pulled her
skirt up high enough to show Bill more of her warm thighs,
opening her legs to let Bill see her wet soaked panty crotch,
smiling lewdly at him.
 It was too much for Bill. His cock leaped, sending spurting
jets of hot sperm into Angela's suckling mouth, as Sam turned
away from the window and approached his desk.
 Bill felt the thudding of his cock's pulsations, his jets of
sticky cum flowing freely from his dick into his secretary's
mouth as Sam spoke to him.
 "Don't forget that both you and I, and our secretary's need to
go too. By the way, where is Angela right now?"
 Marian's glance went under the desk as Bill blandly waved his
hand, feeling Angela's wet pink tongue busy lapping at the head
of his prick, tasting the residue of cum still oozing from his
cock, using his prong like a lickable ice cream cone.
 "She's doing an errand for me now. She'll be done in a few
minutes and I'll have her call Marian when she's free."
 "Fine," Sam's voice boomed in the office, "you know Bill, what
I like about you is your ability to concentrate on a problem.
When you were thinking there about who to send to the school,
you're face looked like it was a million miles away. I like
that in a man, that he can really concentrate on the problem at
hand, excluding everything else around him."
 Bill wondered briefly what Sam would say if he only knew that
two of his employees were engaged in a sex act, almost before
his eyes, and what Sam had taken for concentration was his dick
spurting hot cum into his secretary's mouth.
 "Get a list from Bill, and then come back into my office,
Marian," Sam busily strode out the door, closing it behind him.
 "Come out, come out, where ever you are," Marian's contralto
whisper reached Angela under the desk.
 Bill's brunette secretary stuck her head out, then swiftly
rose to giggle at her friend. "Boy was that fun. I never had so
much fun in my whole life. I guess it really is a sexual turn
on when the danger of getting caught is present!"
 "I almost died when I saw your shoe under the desk, and I knew
what you were doing!" Marian laughed evily.
 Bill zipped up, shrugging his shoulder, tucking his shirt back
in place in his slacks.
 "Oh, it was good, it was really good," Angela almost sang, her
smiling face turned to Bill, "and now it's back to work for us
slaves."
 "Bill," Marian commanded, "I demand equal time, sometime. I
want to do a little under desk dinner, too!"
 "And I may just demand equal time, too, with you under my
desk," Angela lewdly grinned at Bill, "not only doesn't Herbert
let me suck his cock, but he's never, ever, eaten my pussy."
 "I'm sure Mr. Williams would be only too happy to eat your
pussy Angela, and maybe even mine too," Marian giggled, "though
hopefully not at the same time."
                            ..
 Lisa thought about her adventure, glad it wasn't on tape,
and wondered what Bill would think of her if he knew that she
had masturbated Dumdum to orgasm and had Dumdum lick her
pussy 'til she came. She half decided not to tell Bill about
Dumdum's talent in pussy licking, keeping it a secret between
Dumdum and herself. She also decided that the next time she
was alone with Dumdum she was going to give the animal a blow
job. The thought of his prick in her mouth, started her pussy
gathering moisture again, while she looked forward to sucking
the dog.
 A cold ham sandwich and a bowl of Campbell's soup, along
with a tall glass of skim milk, satisfied her for lunch,
afterwards brewing a hot cup of tea, sipping and talking to
Dumdum. He lay at her feet, sprawled out with his head on
his forepaws. 
 "You're not much of a stud, Dumdum." She chided the dog,
"one pop and you're pooped. Too pooped to pop, too pooped to
pop."
 She got up and began dancing around the room, acting silly and
singing to Dumdum, who leapt to his feet and raced around the
room as she sang in a little girls voice.
"He's too pooped, he's too pooped, he's just too pooped to
pop. Lick a pussy, lick a pussy, then he's got to stop."
 She sang the refrain over and over again, laughing while she
sang to Dumdum. She laughed and spread her arms wide in a
parody of a stage singer at the end of a song, and Dumdum took
it as an invitation, standing on his hind legs, his forepaws
clasping and going over her shoulders. Lisa staggered at his
weight, then hugged him close, his head higher than hers, his
foolish tongue lolling from his mouth.
 She petted his sleek faun colored coat, patting and
petted him telling him that he was a 'good dog,' then dropped
her hand to pet his soft belly and explore his male sheath. 
 She could feel the bony animal cock hidden inside the furry
foreskin and by stroking and milking, felt it harden a little
while the pink tip emerged to be tickled by her finger tips. 
 His weight, forepaws on her shoulders, was almost too much
for Lisa, pushing him down, took him home, fed him and waited
for Bill to get home. 
                           ..
 "Anything new at work, Bill?"
 "Not a thing, sweetheart, just the same old grind, how about
your day, anything exciting happen around the old homestead?"
 "Well, except for taking Dumdum for a walk, nothing new around
here either."
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C h a p t e r   13
 "If you want to go, then I want to go with you," Lisa said,
"there's no conceivable reason why I can't go!"
 The discussion was about peep shows, the quarter booths that
were featured in the ADULT movies stores and shops all around
the bay area. Bill had said something about going to an adult
stag shop, and Lisa wanted to go with him. 
 "OK, OK... Get your jacket and let's go," Bill gave in with
resignation to her plea. Heading up for San Francisco on
highway 101 in the car, Lisa petted Bill's thigh as they drove
into the city to park in the downtown area. Neon signs flashed
and glittered with bar and cocktail lounge names in lights.
 "Funny thing is, almost all of the Adult Book stores with the
quarter peep shows are painted yellow. I don't know where it
came from but, there was a movie called, "I am Curious Yellow",
some years ago. Maybe the color of the stores came from the
movie," Bill remarked.
 They picked an Adult Bookstore on the north side of the street
and entered. Lisa was amazed at the color magazines of fucking
and sucking that covered the walls, and selections of
vibrators, creams, jellies, and various other sexual aids were
in racks, counters, and stands around the room. At one end of
the room, a sign '.25 Movies' hung over the door. As Bill got
quarters from the change machine, Lisa looked at the magazine
covers.
 One of the books had a german shepherd dog frolicking with a
nude blonde haired girl. Lisa thought about Dumdum and her day,
until Bill took her arm and headed under the sign.
 A framed window with advertisements of the movies available
in each booth was dimly lit just inside the entrance as they
stood, pouring over the available selections. A number above
each advertisement indicating in which booth the movie would
show.
 "Pick a number, any number," Bill chanted under his breath,
sounding like a circus shill at a roulette game.
 Lisa laughed at him, "Let's try booth twenty one, since
we're both adults and over."
 Bill laughed as the looked at the numbers on the doors to find
booth twenty one. Lisa noticed how many men were just standing
around, slouching against the dark walls, looking at her as
they sought the number.
 Everything was painted black in the exhibition hallways.
Recessed dim lights in the ceiling lit the narrow hallways as
they wound around the corners until the found booth twenty one.
 Lisa had noticed red lights above each door, some on, some off
as they had walked the hallways, and understood the lights to
mean that the booth was occupied if illuminated.
 Closing the door, Bill found a slide lock and slid it to the
door, effectively preventing unwanted intrusions. It was pitch
black in the booth, with only two dim neon lights by the coin
slots of the quarter machine.
 Bill inserted a quarter in a slot and the movie started. The
reflected lighting lit the booth enough to allow them to see a
bench wide enough for two, and they sat, Lisa rubbing Bill's
cock through the fabric of his trousers.
 Two girls were making love on the small two foot by three foot
screen in front of the bench, sucking each others pussy's in a
sixty nine position, and Lisa wondered how it would feel having
another woman suck her. Might be softer than a man, but she
didn't know if she could handle the thought of her sucking
another girl's cunt. The idea didn't turn her on all that much.
 Lisa saw light at the side of the booth they were inside,
coming from the next booth through the six inch circular hole
opening cut in the wall.
 "Jesus, Bill.", breathed Lisa, "I could look right into the
next booth, through that hole."
 "That's what it's all about, baby. You can satisfy your
voyeurs instinct and look in either booth, there or there."
 Bill indicated the hole in the other wall.
 "Wow. I think I'm going to like this. You mean that I get down
on my knees and just watch what the person in the next booth is
doing?" Lisa giggled.
 "Right on.." Bill whispered in her ear, "Just peek in the
hole. That's why these are called peek shows!"
 Lisa leaned forward, peering cautiously, her eyes approaching
the opening, looking into the next booth, to see an elderly
grey haired, obese male, fat stomach hanging, trousers down at
his ankles, pulling at his limp cock while he watched the show
in his booth. His hand was busy stretching his prick, which was
obviously refusing to cooperate to his stimulation. The other
opening must be more promising Lisa thought, and she lowered
her eyes to it.
 A young male, prick in his hand, busy pumping his prick, was
seated in that booth. He looked hard at the hole Lisa was
peering through, and began to pump harder at his erect rod. In
seconds, his hand pumping furiously, his prick spurted cum.
 Jetting out from his loins, his sperm described an arc to
splash on the floor at his feet between his shoes.
 "What a waste, "thought Lisa. "I could have had his cum in
my pussy, my mouth, over my tits, in my hands, or anywhere
except on the cold cement floor."
 The young man produced a handkerchief from his back pocket
with the cloth in his hand, began to wipe the dribbles of cum
from his organ, milking big drops from the end the wiping his
shrinking cock dry. Throwing the handkerchief under the bench,
and without even looking at Lisa's peek hole, he opened his
door and left the booth. Lisa whispered to Bill what she had
seen through the hole. She described watching the man jack off
and cum on the floor, and his wiping of his cock on the white
handkerchief.
 "If he does much jacking off, he's going to spend a fortune on
handkerchief's," Bill commented at the end of her dissertation.
 This struck Lisa so funny, she almost howled with suppressed
laughter, her body quivering as she tried not to make too much
noise in the booth. She sat next to Bill and watched Bill
feeding quarters as the movie automatically stopped, until
they had watched the short film to conclusion.
 Lisa occasionally peeked into the next booths, but they were
not occupied.
 "Let's get out of here and get a drink," Lisa said at the
finish of the short movie.
 They left, strolling arm in arm, entering a cocktail lounge in
the next block. Sipping her drink, Lisa got the giggles again,
thinking of the young man with a high stack of handkerchiefs,
busily masturbating his cum in each one.
 "You know, darling, I'm finding out that I really get turned
on each time we get involved in another sexual scene. Don't you
think that there's something strange about a happily married
woman, wanting to fuck all the time?"
 "I don't think you want to fuck all the time, for instance,
sometimes you want to suck, and sometimes, you want to get
sucked," her husband laughed at her.
 "You know what I mean. Until only a month or so ago, I was
perfectly content with only you sexually, and then you started
talking about fucking and sucking and orgies all the time. The
next thing I knew, we were sitting in an adult movie and I was
getting into all kinds of strange sexual experiences."
 "Does that mean that you're not enjoying your sexual
adventures with me?" her husband asked.
 "You know that I do. But, I wonder what you must think of your
sweet, virginal blonde wife now that you've watched me with
cocks in my mouth and pricks up my cunt, fucking like crazy!"
 "I think that you're a sexy, turned on blonde, that's a little
cock crazy, and, I love it. It really turns me on too, watching
you get turned on, and well satisfied."
 "But, Bill, do you think that I'll just get worse and worse,
looking for another cock all the time to satisfy me? How will
you feel when you come home some day and find the milk man
fucking your wife in the kitchen?"
 "In the first place, there are no more milk men, you have to
buy it in a supermarket, and in the second place, even if you
could find a milk man to fuck you in the kitchen, and I came
home and caught you, I'd just take out my prick and join the
fun! There's always another place for another prick."
 "Well, it kind of bothers me. I'm just getting hornier with
every one of our adventures, and I'm wondering where it's all
going to lead us."
 "It's going to lead us to more fun, and more games, and more
adventures. You're going to enjoy yourself and have a good time
with sex. Sex is supposed to be fun, not a guilt trip, like
some people like to make it."
 "If you say so darling, then I'll go along with you, and enjoy
what ever, or who ever, comes," Lisa giggled at her handsome
husband.
 "Lisa, you know that you're a very strikingly beautiful woman,
and you radiate sex. You look like you have the words "fuck
me", branded on your forehead. You are also blessed by having
the lusty lewd intentions to do something about your sexuality,
so don't hold back at all. What I'm telling you is this, if it
feels good, sexually, then do it. I'll always understand."
 "Does that mean you also enjoy fucking beautiful women?"
 "You bet your ass I do! I really enjoy making it with a
healthy and sensual lady that knows just what she wants, and
how to go about getting it," her husband nodded.
 "Next thing I know, you'll be fucking Angela at the office."
 "She's married!" he stated, as if the act would be impossible,
and felt the very same guilt he'd just told his wife, Lisa to
avoid. It was a bit uncomfortable, talking about banging Angela
when less than twelve hours ago, Angela had his cock in her
mouth.
 "She's married, not unavailable! I've watched her swing her
ass at you at the office. She's a walking piece of dynamite,
and I'm sure she'd love to use you as one of her fuses."
 "How do you know that she hasn't already used me as a fuse?"
 Lisa grinned lewdly at her husband, taking hold of his arm
with a loving gesture, "honey, if Angela ever gives you a
chance to get into her panties, and you turn it down, I'll
never speak to you again."
 "Princess, if either Angela or Marian offer, with your
permission, I'll accept."
 "Boy, not only do you want to fuck your own secretary, now you
want to fuck Sam's secretary too!" Lisa giggled lasciviously
at her husband, "Go get 'em tiger, fuck 'em all, and if you get
a chance, call me in to either watch, or participate."
"That's enough talking about getting me laid, let's go and get
you laid," Bill adroitly changed the uncomfortable subject.
 "I can get myself laid, thank you, however, it would help if
you'd take me back to where the action is. I'm getting horny
again after all this talking about you fucking both Angela and
Marian." Lisa swung off the bar stool, standing with her hands
on her hips, hipshot on one leg, pelvis thrust forward, a very
provocative pose for her husband.
 "Good, let's go get you fucked."
 Walking the street, Lisa putting a little more swing in her
ass, looking in the store fronts, examining the merchandise and
generally enjoying themselves. They rounded a corner and saw
another Adult Movie Peep Show, also painted yellow.
 Give me some quarters," Lisa wheedled Bill. "I want to go in a
booth alone and see what happens when the peepers find lady
masturbating next door."
 Bill handed her a handful of quarters.
 "Tell you what, princess. Why don't we split, you go in first
and I'll follow in a few minutes. No one will know that we're
together, and it'll blow their minds."
 Lisa laughed and her voice took on a raunchy, lewd cast.
 "It's not their minds I'm going to blow It's their cocks!"
 Bill chuckled as they parted, Lisa striding into the peep
show and going directly to the opening for the movies. Pausing
at the now familiar directory, noticing some of the movies were
two men fucking and sucking. She sensed Bill standing at her
side, looking at the menu, but he quickly walked away.
 Lisa was aware of the males looking at her as she left the
directory, striding with her provocative ass swinging to number
fifteen, the booth she had picked. The familiar light was
illuminated over the door as she arrived, then went out. The
man gave her a startled look as he left the booth.
 She slipped the door latch, fumbled a quarter into the slot,
sitting on the bench. She could see by the light passing
through the cutout holes on each wall that the other booths
were unoccupied now. She thought it would be funny if she was
here to watch or be watched and nobody came, but decided that
sooner or later someone would enter and be her neighbor in
lust.
 On the screen, a couple fucked dog fashion, the camera looked
like it was just inches from their sexual organs, and Lisa
wished Bill could fix their camera to take close up shots like
that, however it was impossible to fit a zoom lens on their
video camera that would work when nobody was there to move the
lens settings.
 The Hole on the right suddenly darkened and Lisa knew someone
had entered the next door booth.
 Her screen went dark as the machine used up her quarter.
 Lisa however could see light reflected from the screen in the
other booth and knelt to peek at a bearded, hairy man standing
in the next booth, his eyes on the screen. He kept rubbing his
groin, but his organ was still inside his pants, bulging the
front, but not visible. Lisa wanted to see his cock.
 She sat back on the bench, fed a quarter to her hungry sex
machine, and thinking about the cock next door while watching
the movie, started her hands under her tight skirt. She pulled
it high around her waist, rolled her panties down, leaving them
at her knees, her lower body naked. She tried opening her legs,
but found her panties bound her legs, and pulled them to her
ankles.
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C h a p t e r  14
 Looking at the hole again, she could faintly see the bearded
man's face peeking at her. Smiling to herself, Lisa raised her
leg and turned slightly to the hole in the wall, spreading her
thighs until the opening of her cunt was readily visible to the
man, stroking herself.
 "This is like playing Doctor. I'll show you mine if you'll
show me yours," thought Lisa, determined to put on a show
better than the show on the screen. Parting the lips of her
cunt slightly with her fingertips, putting one finger in her
mouth to moisten it, she began to softly rub her pink clit.
 Alternately licking her finger and then rubbing her pussy,
Lisa found she liked the sweet taste of her slightly musky
pussy, and was getting hotter with each stroke. She could see
the "beard" as she thought of him, pressing his face to the
hole and she looked directly at the hole and slid one finger
inside her cunt, slowly finger fucking her pussy.
 The slick juice from her hot pussy covered one finger, looking
directly at the hole, Lisa wiped her pussy from bottom to top,
gathering more of her lubricating juice on her finger, then
extending her arm out to the hole, offered the "beard", a taste
of her cunt. His mouth pressed tightly against the hole and
Lisa slid her finger into his open mouth as he sucked and
licked her finger.
 She alternated hands, offering fresh drops of cunt juice to
the hairy mouth at the hole, teasing him by holding the finger
out of his reach, then letting him taste her finger a few
seconds later. Finally, she sat back, her legs wide, fed
another quarter to the machine as the booth went dark, then
raising her eyebrows, she looked as him, using her sexual
power.
 "I'll put my cock through the hole and she'll suck on it. I've
got to do it now, I've got to let the blonde suck my cock," it
took him only seconds to get the message that she was silently
sending.
 He realized what she wanted and his face disappeared for a few
more seconds, then a movement as he offered his prick to her
through the hole.
 His male root, advanced slowly through the opening, a tentacle
of his manhood, offered to her in return for the show she had
given him. He stood close to the opening, but, ready to draw
back if he was refused.
 The sensual blonde housewife softly touched the drooping semi
hard offering, lightly tickling with her fingernails, the skin,
then the hot bulbous head. After her first touch, he pressed
tighter to the hole letting all of his cock into her booth, and
his ball hung inside her cubicle. Lisa held and weighed then
tenderly, heavy sacks of sperm, hairy and wrinkled, they moved
under her soft caress. Large and very hairy, they excited Lisa
and she bent forward to peer at them in the dim light.
 Beginning to move the foreskin from over the head of his
glans, Lisa realized that he was not circumcised. This was the
first uncircumcised male she had experienced, and she was
sexually excited at finding that his foreskin closed over the
head of his prick.
 Lisa grasped his cock at the end, holding the heavy foreskin
tightly, began to skin him like a snake.
 The skin smoothly slipped back from the slippery bulb of his
knob, gathering a thick fold of skin just behind his glans. His
purple glans, slippery with honey, was flat at the tip, as if
he had run into a wall at one time.
 It had no curve, just a flat surface with a slit oozing some
crystal clear juice.
 She played doctor with the thick fold of skin, toying with
him, feeling the lubricating juice of his honey welling out
from the knobby head of his prick each time her fingers covered
and uncovered his glans.
 The movie stopped again, Lisa fumbling a quarter to the slot,
then returning to her delightful play with the beard.
 She placed her hand and arm through the opening to feel his
belly. The man was a bear. His skin was covered with a dense
mat of fur, thick and heavy.
 She ran her hand over his balls, to touch and tickle, stroking
his prick and milking the foreskin until it assumed a full
erection, then she dropped his cock and stepped back. His
questing prick throbbed in the opening, then disappeared and
his hairy face came back. Holding her tight skirt high she
pushed her pussy to the hole.
 His tongue went to her wet slit and began to flicker the soft
pink bud of her clitoris like it was a nipple on her breast.
Lisa spread her legs wider, pressing tightly against round
opening, feeling his tongue delve into her hot slit, sucking
and licking her juicy wet box.
 She wished that she could hold his head in her hands as his
tongue slithered around inside her, but the size of the cut out
opening in the wall defeated that idea.
 She found that she could use her hands to caress her tits as
his flickering tongue delved deep inside her saliva coated
pussy, moving slowly and deliberately over the smooth pink
slickness of the tender membranes inside her cunt.
 The housewife moved her hips slowly, thrusting her hot wetly
coated pussy against his mouth as her belly writhed in a long,
extended orgasm, pressing her now mushy cunt hard against his
lips.
 He'd forced his questing tongue deep into her belly when the
movie stopped again.
 Quickly pulling her skirt down, Lisa scooped her panties into
her purse, opened the door and slipped out, leaving him still
on his knees by the hole. Quickly, she entered a dark booth
across the hall and closed the door.
 Lisa slipped the door latch, started to drop a quarter, and
thought about looking in the adjacent booths first. Neither
were occupied, so she inserted her quarter and pulling up her
skirt, sat and began to play with her soaking pussy again until
it was even wetter than it had been. She idly watched the movie
through two quarters, then noticed that someone was watching
her through the left hole.
 The face was back from the opening and indistinct, but peeking
at her all the same. She raised her leg again and began to
finger fuck her wet pussy with increasing rapidity.
 While she carefully watched the opening, a prick came out of
the hole spattering cum on the floor of her booth.
 Lisa watched, enthralled as it swelled again and spurted
another silvery jet of male sperm, then dribbled cum slowly
from the slitted opening. The sperm slowly oozing from the tip,
clinging and overflowing, to slowly run over the clefted glans
and then flow in long sticky strings to the floor.
 As the prick slowed to a dripping, it withdrew, and Lisa saw
light through the hole as the prick's owner left the booth.
 "Too bad," thought Lisa, "I could have sucked his cock and let
him lick my cunt, maybe even fuck it if he hadn't left in such
a big hurry."
 "Well, back to finger fucking."
 Both next door cubicles were filled at almost the same time,
as Lisa played with her cunt, getting hotter and hotter. She
saw both holes occupied with eyes, and quickly knelt to each
hole in turn.
 "Quick, come into my booth and I'll let you fuck me and I'll
suck you off," the randy housewife whispered into each hole.
Seconds passed until she heard scratching on the door. She
quickly opened the door and both men slipped in.
 She pushed the first man over to the bench, whispered to him
to show her his cock. He pulled his erect penis from the fly of
his trousers as she leaned over him.
 The over sexed blonde housewife grabbed his standing prick,
leaking and slippery on the tip, moving to stand between his
outstretched knees and bending down straight legged to take his
cock in her mouth. She flipped her skirt up over her naked ass,
and presented it to be fucked by the second, still standing
man.
 Quickly engulfing the cock in her mouth, Lisa thrilled to feel
a hot prick slide into her cunt from behind, slipping into her
belly until his balls hung between her thighs.
 Sucking madly on one hard cock, while getting fucked standing
up, soon brought her to orgasm, her belly writhed with the
force of her orgasm. The cock in her cunt pounded in and out
feverishly, his hands holding her hips and drawing her back
onto his cock as he thrust into her wet cunt. Her tits were
being squeezed by the seated man getting his cock sucked, pink
nipples hard, Lisa bucked against the hard cock up her cunt.
 Lisa came a second time, then quickly dropped the cock from
her mouth.
"Change places," she ordered. Quick movements followed and
almost before she had time to bend down to take the hot cock in
her mouth, she felt the other saliva slickened prick pressing
at her pussy. Sucking, she tasted the juices from her cunt on
his cock, savoring the mixed juices, laving her tongue around
the head of cock. She felt the prick being withdrawn from her
pussy, to slide up the crack of her ass, centering on the
rosebud opening of her anus, now wet from his saliva and pussy
juice covered joy rod. He pushed his cock tighter to her
puckered opening.
 "No, not there. Don't put your thing there," Lisa said over
her shoulder in a whisper.
 He pulled his cock from her puckered asshole, and slid it
back into her cunt, and she relaxed, but the cock was pulled
back, slick with lubricating juice from her pussy and again
pressed to her asshole. One push of the slick cock and his
bone was head deep into her ass.
 "I said No... Did you hear me?"
 Lisa moaned, but the cock continued to press into her rump.
As she tried to stand up to push him away, the man getting his
cock sucked grabbed her head and held her to his lap while his
companion held her hips tightly shoving his cock deeper into
her asshole. It hurt and Lisa almost bit the cock she had
between her lips, but realized he would probably hit and hurt
her if she did.
 The hard cock in her asshole, made another lunge and forced
it's way up her back passage. Soon, balls deep into her hot
rectum, he began to saw it in and out.
 The pain slowly turned to partial pleasure and Lisa sucking
hard on the knobby head of a leaking prick, began to move her
curved ass around and around feeling the cock violate her
virgin asshole. She put her fingers in the wetness of her hot
cunt. Suddenly, her mouth was filled by hot, salty cum,
spraying her tonsils, and the bucking cock thudding into her
asshole swelled and shot sticky cum.
 The taste of sperm and the strange feeling of the slick juice
shooting up her ass brought Lisa off, her orgasm triggered
another as she sucked and bucked against the twin cocks. Before
she could cum again, the cock left her ass, leaving a
pleasurable void and she heard the door latch being drawn. The
man whose cock she had sucked pushed her roughly away from him
and also left, leaving her alone in the dark booth.
 Lisa sat quietly, feeling the pain in her ravaged asshole
subside, deciding not to tell her husband of her getting a
stiff cock up her back door, deciding that he would get all
excited about her safety and not let her have more adventures.
 She left the booth, and after wandering about in the hall
for a time, found Bill, and went into a booth with him.
 She told him of the 'beard'. Bill got so horny he sat on the
bench with his cock out and had Lisa sit on his lap facing the
screen, while he slipped his hard cock up her cunt, while they
were fucking, Lisa could see faces at the holes watching them
fuck.
 Twice cocks being jacked off were thrust through the holes,
and both times, sperm hit the cement floor, once splashing on
her ankle. After Lisa had an orgasm, her husband came, his hard
prick spurting inside her slippery pussy.
 His mouth pressed to her ear, "Princess, fucking your wet and
slippery pussy after you've been both eaten and fucked, really
gets me off."
They left the Peep Shop, had a couple of drinks at a lounge and
were in bed by 1:00 am sunday morning. Lisa falling into deep
sleep as soon as she had showered.
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