The New Couple
by Carl Van Marcus


FOREWORD 

America has always been a changing, growing country of magnificent vistas, 
new frontiers and burgeoning energy. Its people, sometimes misguided, have 
done things for the wrong reasons, but out of our errors, we have effected 
changes which in their sweeping daring cannot be compared to any other 
society. 

In the last few years some changes have been effected through confrontation, 
direct action by militant groups making their stands in the streets as they 
face police lines or armed troops. Unfortunately some of these clashes have 
resulted in tragedy, both personal and national as youth, wrongly or 
rightly, has espoused abhorrence for the involvement of American armed 
forces in Southeast Asia; they have also championed conservation, change in 
the structure of the Universities and a new sexual morality. New lifestyles 
have been adopted by this counterculture which tend to identify them and set 
them apart. 

While this kind of revolution has been going on in the streets, the 
mainstream of American Westerns to roll on, unchanged, but it would be weD 
to take another, closer look. There is another revolution taking place. It 
is a quiet one, not involving any kind of violence or demonstrations, for 
this revolution is taking place in the bedrooms of America. 

People are discovering for themselves what was already known by 
psychiatrists, psychologists and sociologists: namely that man - and woman 
also - are not by nature monogamous, yet the law and the precepts of the 
church recognize only this kind of marriage. One result of the law's 
requirement is the logjam of divorce cases in the civil courts. 

Some people are beginning to realize that divorce is not the answer; 
especially in view of the fact that second and third marriages also are 
dissolved in divorce. These people recognize that their marriages are 
somewhat less satisfactory-than they would like them to be; relationships 
pall and go stale, sexual activities lose their meaning, the zing no longer 
there for them, but with the courage to see themselves in a different 
context, they are experimenting with different kinds of relationships. The 
first step is realizing that not all joy and happiness reside in being 
faithful to one mate ... that men and women are indeed polygamous, no matter 
what society, the law and the church say to the contrary. 

One answer for many thousands of Americans is the clandestine affair in 
which a few stolen hours of illicit sex burdens the parties involved with 
unnecessary feelings of guilt ... and their marriages may still founder, 
ending in bitter separation and costly divorce; however, for other 
thousands, who have had the courage or the opportunity to try, the open 
exchange of marriage partners has been another answer. 

For Paul and Nora Quinn and their good and old friends, Rita and Lee Rim, 
swapping mates was a natural solution to marital problems. It is their story 
that Carl Van Marcus tells with such gripping reality in The New Couple. 

However, as they reach outside their close-knit foursome, they discover that 
not all people who swing do so for the same reasons they do. They discover 
swappers who have no sense of commitment, who have lost their own 
self-esteem, who have no respect for the dignity of other people, and who 
may indeed have lost their own identity. Sex is just that for them; sex for 
the sake of sex ... mechanical, impersonal, is practiced in organized groups 
... and weirdos use the sex clubs for their own ends. 

The publishers are proud to put this book into the hands of American readers 
because Mr. Marcus has presented a view that shows the other side of the 
swapping picture. It can be a dangerous sex jungle for the naive and unwary, 
but this too, may be in line with the American way: We experiment. We try. 
We make mistakes ... but out of it all effective changes are made ... 
sometimes for the better. 

Looming on the legislative horizon are saner laws governing sexual activity, 
realistic divorce laws that recognize only irreconcilable differences ... 
and marriage laws that would make marriage" a contractual arrangement with 
options for renewal. It is strongly to be hoped that such laws will become a 
reality, for they mill reflect contemporary society instead of one already 
passed into limbo. The thoughtful reader will find in Carl Van Marcus's 
novel, The New Couple, some of the reasons why our present set of archaic 
laws should be changed now! 

The Publishers 

 Chapter One 

Nora Quinn was seething with anger. Her entire mind and body was consumed 
with furious jealous rage as with flashing blue eyes and a toss of her soft 
blonde curls she faced her husband, who stood on his side of their big bed 
calmly undressing. He had just removed his shirt and undershirt to reveal 
his strong muscular torso. 

"I don't care how innocent you make it sound," she stormed, " ... the fact 
still remains ... that you were kissing her!" 

"Oh hell, Nora ... get off my back, will you!" Paul Quinn growled. "I've 
known Rita ever since we were in grade school ... I even dated her when we 
were in high school ... or don't you remember?" 

"I remember!" She was sarcastic. " ... But you're married to me!" 

"Damn it, honey, you're jumping to conclusions ... it was just a friendly 
little kiss ... maybe we both had a little too much to drink ... and it was 
kind of accidental ... I ... she was there ... and the first thing I knew 
she was in my arms ... and we were kissing each other ... " Paul defended, 
his gray-green eyes troubled. He sure as hell didn't want something like 
this to get blown up into something serious, but Nora was kind of 
possessive. She always had been. He supposed she wasn't going to change now 
... 

"Some friendly kiss!" she accused. " ... Open mouths ... your tongues ... it 
looked more like a lover's kiss to me!" 

"Christ Nora! You're making mountains out of mole hills! It was just one of 
those things ... it'll probably never happen again ... " 

Indignantly, Nora went on, " ... And, you had your hands all over her!" 

She began her own undressing, sitting on the edge of the bed to unhook the 
clasps of her garter belt then rolling her nylons carefully down over the 
smooth satiny skin of her tapering thighs and the long curve of delicately 
sculpted calves. 

Paul Quinn had had just about enough of his wife's irrational accusations. 
Sure, he had kissed Rita Rim. She had been making provocative little 
innuendos in conversation all evening long ... and once or twice she had 
brushed up against him, her full breasts soft and desirable ... burning into 
him like a red-hot poker where she had touched him so lightly. 

... But, Christ ... just because he had kissed her ... felt the wonderful 
fullness of her breasts under his hands ... then let his hands roam around 
... down to the lithe tightness of her hot twitching little ass, didn't mean 
he was going to jump into bed with her! Not that the idea hadn't crossed his 
mind ... it most certainly had, but Lee Rim was his best friend - had been 
his buddy ever since they were in the ninth grade together at Roosevelt High 
School out in the valley. He wasn't about to throw away that friendship by 
humping his wife! A quick piece of ass ... then all the guilt ... the 
recriminations that could follow it ... just wasn't worth it! He had kept 
his hands off of Rita all these years ... but tonight ... Hell! She seemed 
to be just asking for it ... ! 

He sat down on his side of the bed, unlaced and removed his shoes, then 
stripped off his socks. Suddenly, he decided to stop being defensive. Nora 
had just made her indignant remark about his fondling of Rita, and his 
rebuttal was surprising. 

"She's got a tight little ass!" he said smiling lewdly over his shoulder at 
his wife. 

Nora turned and stared at him, wide-eyed and open-mouthed. 

He plunged right ahead. " ... And the most luscious pair of tits I ever had 
my hands on!" 

"Paul ... !" Nora managed, her face flaming. 

"She had her hands on me ... too!" he teased " ... or hadn't you noticed?" 

"You mean ... she ... ?" 

"She had hold of my cock!" he chortled, standing up now to strip off his 
trousers. 

Nora was standing now, facing her husband. Her face was contorted with 
disbelief. "No! She didn't ... !" 

"She sure as hell did ... and it came up pretty damned fast ... too!" 

"You got hard ... for her ... " 

"Damned right ... it did!" Paul told her. "It was one of the biggest 
hard-ons I've ever had!" Turning her back on her husband, wanting to blot 
out what he was saying and not understanding why he was saying it, Nora 
pulled her dress off savagely, as tears began to glisten in her eyes. Paul 
was tormenting her ... telling her these things ... about Rita Rim. Why, Why 
... And, he seemed to be enjoying it ... like he must have really enjoyed 
pawing her, tonight ... 

She hung her dress in the closet, then as she reached behind her to undo the 
clasps of her bra, she made another accusation. 

" ... And I suppose you liked it ... ?" she half sobbed, fighting to 
maintain control of her voice. 

"You bet I did!" her husband chuckled. 

Nora slipped her bra off, her full breasts soaring free of the confinement, 
and she felt the cool air of the room wash over them. Almost imperceptibly, 
the areolas were beginning to pucker in tiny crinkles around the base of the 
tiny, berry-like buds of her nipples. There was a strange tingle of 
excitement in her, she could never have explained. She was furious with Paul 
for his trespass, taking another woman in his arms, kissing and fondling her 
... making a complete spectacle of himself as Lee Rim and she had caught 
them in a dark corner of the swimming pool terrace ... but somehow, his 
telling her about it was having the opposite effect. Instead of making her 
more angry, she was feeling the effects of a definite sexual arousal. His 
words were making her hot! There was that burning little tingle in her 
loins, and the moistness between her legs ... 

She whirled to face him, her eyes blazing, fists on her hips with arms 
akimbo and her high, full breasts jutting out as she threw her head back to 
demand, "Paul ... darling, how could you ... ?!" 

Her husband was completely naked now. He stood on the other side of the bed, 
tall, lithe and muscular, his flaming red hair slightly mussed, looking over 
at her with a crooked, salacious grin on his face, as his eyes swept over 
the near perfection of her voluptuous body. She saw that his penis was 
beginning to throb to erection, lifting itself out and away from the tufted 
red hair of his loins. She chose to ignore it. If he was starting to get any 
ideas about making love to her, tonight ... especially after she had caught 
him with Rita Rim ... he'd better forget about it! 

"Let's stop bickering, honey ... " he placated. "I've just been kidding ... 
anyway, and it really was an accident ... sort of ... because I sure as hell 
didn't have any intention of kissing her!" 

"Then ... it was her idea ... ?" 

"Well ... sort of ... " he hedged. "She probably had one drink too many ... 
and ... you know ... she just sort of fell into my arms ... and I kissed 
her. That's all there was to it ... honest ... " 

Nora refused to be convinced. "So ... maybe next time you'll just ... sort 
of fall into bed with her ... maybe ... ?" 

She sat down, heavily, on the edge of the bed and buried her face in her 
hands, as she continued, her voice breaking with a sob, " ... And, then ... 
what happens to us ... ? Where will our marriage be?" 

Paul watched her evident emotional display with some dismay. She seemed to 
think that he was actually going to bed with his best friend's wife! 
Already, she was leaping ahead to the conclusion that their marriage would 
be endangered ... that there would be a divorce ... all only because in a 
weak moment he had held a friend's wife in his arms and kissed her. That was 
all it was ... damn it ... .just one little kiss and a feel or two! He had 
to fix it up with his wife ... somehow. The whole thing could get out of 
control ... then there'd be some real hell to pay! 

Kneeling down on the edge of the bed, he knee-walked across to her and 
smoothed his hands down across her white, velvet-smooth shoulders. He kissed 
the nape of her neck, tenderly. 

"Listen, honey ... " His voice was low and serious now, his perverse, 
kidding mood displaced. "What kind of a stupid fool do you think I am ... ? 
Lee Rim is the best friend I ever had ... and I'm not just about to crawl 
into the sack with Rita ... no matter how much I might want to fuck her! It 
just wouldn't be worth it! I think too much of Lee ... to do something like 
that to him!" 

He thought it was a reasonable argument. His sentiments were right ... and 
he meant every word he had said, however, his wife had stiffened under his 
stroking hands. Her voice was chiding. "Do you always have to talk so 
crude?" 

"No ... but I find I can say things better ... when I call a spade a spade 
... and a fuck a fuck!" he gritted, tired of her prudishness and rebelling 
against it. Christ ... he told himself, we've been married for eight ... no, 
it's almost nine years, and she still gets her hackles up when I use words 
like cock, cunt and fuck! You'd think she'd get used to it ... after a 
while! 

sHis cock had come to full erection, hard and alert, lancing out, massively, 
from his loins, and he moved in closer to his wife's back, allowing the 
underside of the slightly seeping head to rest lightly against her creamy 
satin skin. At the same time, he worked his hands down over her shoulders to 
the mounding fullnesses of her breasts, Ms fingers stroking over them with 
feather-lightness, before cupping them wholly in his hands. 

" ... And, speaking of that, honey ... " he continued, "I'd love to fuck you 
... again, tonight ... " 

"Again ... ?" she gasped. "Why should I let you ... do it to me, again ... 
tonight ... especially after what happened at the Rim's ... ?" 

"Christ!" Paul exploded. "Here we go again ... with the same old crap. I'm 
getting damned good and tired of your using sex ... like a reward or 
punishment ... or blackmail ... whatever the hell you're thinking ... I 
don't know! ... And, you weren't even listening, a while ago ... when I was 
trying to tell you why I won't crawl into bed with Rita! You were too 
concerned with my using a four-letter word that somehow offends you!" 

"I heard what you said!" Nora defended. " ... But, I'm so upset "by it all 
... I don't know whether I could ... let you do it to me ... again ... " 

Belying her words, Paul felt his wife's nipples harden under his massaging 
palms, coning out to erection in elongated berry-like protruberances. He 
never had been able to figure it out. She was always trying to deny, or 
limit, her sexuality ... making things difficult, where no problem should 
exist. Things could be simple, he thought ... if you felt like a piece of 
ass ... you went to bed ... and fucked ... but it could never be that way 
with Nora. There always had to be a big hassle connected with it! Christ ... 
would it never end? The ache in his rock-hard cock told him he wouldn't be 
put off, tonight! He was going to fuck his darling wife ... and properly. 
Anyway ... she wants it ... otherwise her nipples wouldn't be hard like 
this! 

Firmly, he gripped her shoulders and pulled her down until she was lying on 
her back; then, he rolled her over to her side, forcing her to lie straight 
in the big bed, as he lay down beside her to take her into his strong arms. 

"Well, we'll see ... " he said with some confidence. "I think you'd enjoy 
it, again ... tonight ... if you'd just let yourself go!" 

"It's already so late ... " 

"So we'll sleep half an hour later in the morning!" 

With determination, he captured her lips, silencing further talk, as his 
mouth was welded tight to hers to savor the sweetness. His tongue flicked 
out to probe into the soft moist barrier of her lips and teeth, running it 
in circles just inside against the sensitive lining, until her jaw relaxed. 
Swiftly, his tongue darted, snake-like into her mouth to search and stab 
with intense, demanding fervor. 

Paul's hand were on a quest of their own. They wandered down the smoothness 
of her back to the round fullness of her buttocks, where his strong fingers 
kneaded the pliancy of her flesh, gripping her and pressuring her loins in 
tight against his own pulsing shaft. It lay between them, long and solidly, 
pressing into the softness of her abdomen. 

Then, as his hand smoothed up over her swelling hips into the reversed curve 
of her waist and up over her ribs to find the mound of a full, white breast 
to knead and massage, his fingers rolling the pink, gently pulsating nipple 
to even harder erection, she moaned into his mouth, and her tongue joined 
his in a mutual, savoring deep kiss. 

He felt her body begin to tremble, and he hoped that this would be the night 
when he would be able to bring her to full arousal. It had happened so often 
... almost too often to count even. His wife would begin to respond to his 
ardor ... then, she would hang there, in a state of wanting, her desire 
honed to a fine edge, unable to ascend to the spiraling heights of 
fulfilling orgasm. It was as though she were a mountain climber who tried, 
time after time, to scale a peak, but was always stalled just short of her 
goal. It baffled him ... and kept Nora in a dither of frustration. 

Now, his mouth left hers, and he squirmed his body down to kiss and fondle 
his wife's breasts, reveling in their magnificent white perfection. His hand 
cupped and held while his mouth engulfed a cameo-pink nipple to suck, 
voraciously. Again, she moaned softly, "Oh ... oh, Paul ... darling ... " 

Nora felt the electric tingle of erotic sensations rippling hotly through 
her loins. She wanted it! Oh ... how she wanted it to go on and on ... until 
explosive, spasming orgasm overtook her. Oh ... that feels so good! She 
shoved her breast up tight against her husband's hungrily sucking mouth ... 
offering it ... offering herself to him and wanting it all to come to a 
complete resolution ... this time ... 

The trembling excitement in her body, her movement of giving him her breast 
... and the tiny grinding cock of her pelvis against his naked and massive 
cock that lay like a living log between them, emboldened Paul to try, again. 
He knew that if she would ever give him the chance ... he would be able to 
make her cum every time, but something perverse in her would not allow him 
to do it. I know damned well she'd be climbing the walls ... if I could just 
once get my head down there ... between her legs! 

With extreme care, moving cautiously, he began to move downward, his lips 
kissing, tongue trailing wetly, down over the flat plane of her belly. 
Pausing, momentarily, he dipped his tongue, teasingly, into the tiny well of 
her navel. 

... Then, he noticed! God damn! She's still got her panties on! I'll have to 
get those off ... first! 

Gently, he rolled her to her back, kneeled up and grasped the waistband of 
her filmy nylon panties. With a deft movement, he removed them, pulling them 
down and off. Nora's eyes were closed; her breath was coming little jerky 
spurts, and her hips undulated in grinding erotic circles under her. 
Somehow, she knew that tonight she would be the uninhibited wanton Paul had 
always wanted her to be. Her hot anger with him had left her, to be replaced 
with tender feelings of love for her -husband. Oh, God ... that feels so 
nice ... to have him take my panties off ... She shivered delicately. 
Pretty. soon ... he would be putting his big, hard penis in her ... and I'll 
cum! I just know I'll cum ... tonight ... with a real hard orgasm ... a real 
one ... and not a faked one ... like I usually do ... for Paul's benefit ... 
! With tingling anticipation, she waited for the moment he would crawl 
between her legs and enter her. 

Kneeling above her, Paul tossed the wispy nylon panties to the floor, 
carelessly; then, using both hands on her knees, he spread her lovely, 
tapering, white thighs far apart, to expose the whole of her pussy to him. 
He stared down, salaciously, seeing the delicate, coral slit of her cunt, 
and peeping out, shyly, were the inner petals of her cunt-lips, dewy-moist 
from the wetly rising secretions of her vaginal passage. 

Her face, he saw, reflected her anticipation ... her desire, while below, 
the slow, rhythmic gyrations of her hips told him of her gathering sexual 
arousal. Damn! She's really getting hot ... hotter than I've ever seen her! 

Now! Now's the time! He knew it had to be done now! God knew how badly he 
wanted to fuck his wife ... but he could wait. This was the time to do it 
... if ever there was a right time! Slowly, he slid his hands down the soft 
inner flesh of her thighs, rubbing lightly and moving ever closer to his 
hair-fringed goal. Nora kept her eyes closed, obviously enjoying the 
sensations being generated in her by his hot, insistent hands. 

Paul's massively solid cock jerked and throbbed, achingly, with the 
anticipation of what he was about to do. It was only through great effort of 
will that he suppressed the desire to ram his thick, heavy cock deep into 
her soft, puritanical little belly ... and just fuck ... fuck her with every 
ounce of energy he could muster. Slow down! He told himself. Take it slow 
and easy ... damn it! He knew that if he could get his mouth and tongue on 
her cunt just once ... Christ! I know it'll change everything ... for her 
... and me! 

Searingly, Nora felt the erotic sensations that sparked in her loins, and 
she kept her eyes closed while her husband's strong-fingered hands massaged 
the sensitive skin on the inside of her thighs. Now ... his hands were there 
... on either side of her softly pulsating vaginal lips, and she clearly 
felt it as he used his thumbs, on either side of her pussy, to part the 
sparse blonde pubic curls and expose the smoothly glistening flesh of her 
open cuntal passage. The cool air of the bedroom washed over the tender and 
highly sensitive flesh. Oh ... God ... ! He's never done it like that ... 
before ... spreading me out completely naked ... opening up with his fingers 
... all the way ... before he puts it in ... She moaned deep in her chest, 
wanting him to hurry now ... to go ahead and shove his penis in her ... and 
do it. Oh, why doesn't he put it in ... ? 

... Then, she felt something warm and moist. It was touching her clitoris. 
It was moving hotly and wetly there on her ... and she gasped aloud as a 
lightning bolt of intense, unexpected sensation flashed through her erectly 
throbbing clitoris. 

"Oooh! That feels ... soooo goo ... good ... !" 

She opened her eyes ... and looked down between her widespread thighs. 

"Oh ... God ... no! NO!" she screamed with involuntary horror at what she 
saw. 

Her husband's flame-red hair flared up above her pubic mound, his face 
buried deep up in the open angle of her thighs ... and he was ... Oh, my 
God! He was using his mouth on her. It was his tongue she had felt. It was 
his licking tongue that had caused that wild, momentary, slashing sensation! 
... But, God ... she didn't want that! It was dirty ... perverted ... 
animal-like! 

Savagely, she reached down to grab huge fistsful of-his red hair. Using his 
hair, she pulled his head away from her cringing cunt. 

"Stop it! Oh God, stop it!" She was almost in hysteria. "I don't want you 
... to do that ... to me. Oh, God ... I never thought ... !" 

Paul extricated her hands from his hair. He was grim, unsmiling, his own 
temper ready to flare out of control. 

"God damn it!" he growled. "You don't know what the hell you want! 

"I don't want that!" she groaned tearfully, struggling to sit up. 

"You're so dead set against it ... but you don't know what you're missing! 
Every sex manual says it's all right ... you know that ... because you've 
read it too ... so why the hell don't you shake loose ... and enjoy it!?" 

"I was enjoying it ... tonight ... more than I ever did ... until you 
started doing that filthy ... disgusting thing to me!" Nora complained. 

"There's nothing dirty about it ... it's an expression of love, damn it! ... 
And, I love you ... you know that!" he insisted, meaning every word of it. 

Flexing her knees, she pulled her legs up, swinging them over the side of 
the bed, and sat up. She refused to compromise her position, clinging to it, 
stubbornly. 

"All I know is ... that I think it's horrible! ... And I don't want to ... 
go on ... and let you ... " She started to stand up. Her husband gripped her 
shoulder, hard, holding her in place. "Where the hell do you think you're 
going" he questioned, roughly. 

"Let me go!" she whined. "I'm going to ... go sleep in the other bedroom ... 
I don't want you to touch .me ... or do anything to me ... !" 

Paul's red-headed temper raged out of-, control, instantly. 

"Like hell you are!" he roared. "You're going to stay right here! ... And, 
I'm going to fuck you ... God damn it! I'm going to fuck you ... until you 
can't see straight ... whether you like it or not!" 

Nora turned wide, frightened eyes on her husband, disbelieving what she had 
heard. 

"Y-You wouldn't ... ? You wouldn't ... dare!" 

"That's what you think ... Baby! I'm all ready for it ... my balls ache ... 
from waiting ... and by Christ ... I'm going to get a piece of your snooty 
little ass ... one way or another!" 

Horrified at his threat, his filthy words pounding into her brain, she tried 
to wrench herself from his grasp. She saw his rage contorted face, his eyes 
flashing a combination of anger and lust, and she knew that he was more than 
capable of carrying out his intentions. She had never seen him in such a 
terrible rage before, and she was terrified. Her heart pounded like a 
machine gun in her chest. Her face paled, visibly. 

"N-No ... please ... Paul ... " she begged in an agonized, strangling voice. 
-Please ... don't ... !" 

He knew it was wrong. First, he had been stimulated by the little sex games 
Rita Rim had been playing, all evening; then, the argument with his wife, 
facing her accusations and trying to parry them, in good humor, that had 
brought them, finally, to the beginning of what portended to be a 
satisfactory sex act ... only to have her reject him, completely, now, was 
almost too much for him. His anger flared out of control. He had made his 
threat ... and by God ... he meant every word of it! What in hell is she 
thinking about ... ? I'm all worked up ... ready to fuck her ... and I was 
only trying to make it good for her! ... Now, she's wanting to call it off! 
... Just because I wanted to lick and suck her cunt a little bit! God! I'm 
almost ready to pop ... now! I've got to fuck her ... ! 

In the heat of his all-consuming lust-rage, his ears were unhearing, closed 
completely to her pleas. He didn't care. There was only one thing on his 
mind ... 

A snarling, almost savage, animal-like sound exploded from his mouth, as he 
wrapped both muscular arms about the smooth white curves of her torso, and, 
bodily, pulled her back on the bed. He wrestled her to her back, pinning her 
shoulders down, hard to the soft mattress. 

"Oh ... Paul! Paul, d-darling ... please? You're hurting me!" his wife 
sobbed. She may as well have pleaded with an inanimate stone wall for mercy, 
as she looked up into the stony grimness of his face. Oh, God ... he really 
is going ... to do it! 

Panic stricken, now, she attempted, desperately, to free herself from his 
grasp. 

"Hold still ... God damn it ... or I'll .." 

He didn't finish the threat. Paul knew his own great strength. He didn't 
want to hurt her ... but by God, he didn't want to be forced to doit! 

Her body writhed beneath him, futiley, as he wedged himself down between her 
thrashing legs, using the superior strength of his own to spread her soft, 
tapering thighs wide apart. Scalding tears streamed from her eyes, as she 
interpreted his meaning. OOoohh ... he might hit me ... beat me! 

"D-Don't ... please, don't hit ... m-me!" 

"Then ... open your legs ... damn it!" 

"You're ... t-trying to r-rape me!" she wailed. 

"Call it that ... if you want to ... but you're my wife ... and by God ... 
I'm going to fuck you! Even a wife's got no business being a cock-teaser!" 

Nora, suddenly, had to face reality. There was no escaping it; her husband 
was going to do it. He was going to force her to have sexual intercourse ... 
whether she wanted it or not ... 

"OOoohh ... My God ... !" she groaned, her thighs relaxing slightly. There's 
nothing I can do ... to stop him ... 

He came down between her trembling, white legs, wedging his hips, solidly, 
up between them, his imposingly massive cock spearing out to make lewd 
contact with the thin coral moistness of her vaginal slit. The bulbous, 
lust-filled cock-head nestled in firmly against the quiveringly fearful 
cuntal opening, and he reached down between them, grasping the hardened 
shaft to guide it directly into her helplessly cringing pussy. 

... Then, he flicked his hips forward to gore mercilessly up into her with 
the hardened rod of his aching cock, the head of it entering her, spreading 
her cuntal lips wide to soar far up into the softness of her belly. His 
hardness sliced into her in one quick, long thrust, and thin rippling 
wavelets of her tender cuntal flesh were pushed before it, until his 
sperm-laden testicles, in their sac, smacked up hard against the round, 
smoothness of her nakedly spread buttock cheeks. 

Paul grunted with the effort. "Uugh!" Then, as he poised above her, his cock 
buried completely in her, he expanded it deep up inside her cuntal sheath. 

"Now!" he promised. "Now ... you're going to get fucked good!" 

Nora lay there, on her back, her legs spread, her husband's lust-hardened 
cock and felt nothing but loathing and shame for what he was doing to her. 
God ... oh, God ... I'll just have to let him ... d-do it. 

Suddenly, she remembered; for a split-second she had felt it ... felt that 
sudden, explosive sensation when his tongue had touched her clitoris she 
knew, dimly, that she had been a complete fool. If only she had let him go 
on ... ... But it was too late! 

With brutal, punishing strokes, her husband began to fuck into her, driving 
his hardened flesh in and out of her with insane fury, intent only upon his 
own pleasure, now. The sting of her rejection goaded him on and over and 
over, he thought: God damn her! I'll show her! She can't pull that crap on 
me ... especially ... when I know what I was doing was right! 

Machine-like, he plundered her resilient, open i cunt, his cock pistoning in 
and out of her, without mercy. He knew she would not cum - it happened so 
seldom with her - but he didn't care. She was frigid ... but the only reason 
she was, he decided was because her prudishly puritan ways wouldn't be 
compromised. She just wouldn't let herself go! I tried! I tried ... hard ... 
but she just won't see it any other way! 

Thunderingly, Paul drove toward his ejaculation, his anger hardened cock 
cleaving his wife's helplessly heaving belly cruelly, and his pounding 
strokes jarred her as every stroke bottomed in her cuntal sheath, flicking 
past her cervix to ram heavily into the far back wall of her cunt. 

Beneath her husband's frantic body, Nora lay woodenly, now, allowing him 
full access to her unresponding loins. She hadn't wanted it to be this way. 
After her first anger with Paul had passed, and she had begun to respond to 
his lovemaking, she had known it was going to be good for her. It was ... 
until he had dropped his head down between her leg ... Why did he do it ... 
and why did it ... t-turn me off ... ? 

She was beyond tears. There was nothing more to cry about; she had only to 
endure it ... wait for him to finish ... shoot his sperm into her ... for 
his own satisfaction, for she knew there would be nothing ... absolutely 
nothing for her. Tonight, she wouldn't even pretend a response she didn't 
feel, as she had done on countless other nights. There was just no reason, 
even, for that. 

Suddenly, Paul slammed his cock into her with furious strength. His body 
stiffened, and he held himself immobile in her, his back arching, as he 
strove to drive the massive shaft of his hardness the ultimate fraction of 
an inch into her, deep up into the softness of her belly ... Then, he came! 

Quick thin spurts of his hot, white semen pumped through the tube of his 
cock to spew from the slitted head in spasmodic jets. Almost unendingly, it 
seemed to him, his cum hosed through him, until after long moments, he 
relaxed and collapsed on top of his wife. He groaned with a half fulfilled 
satisfaction. 

Lying beneath her husband, pinned to the mattress, helplessly, Nora was glad 
that it was over. There was a great emptiness in her ... a feeling of 
complete meaninglessness, and now, she could only wait for him to release 
her. Consciously, she tried not to think. She wanted her mind to be as numb 
as her body. Perhaps ... tomorrow ... she would think about it ... try to 
put the pieces of the puzzle together. 

Finally, Paul rolled off her to his side, his deflated penis slithering 
wetly from her sperm-flooded vagina. He spoke, now, for the first time in 
many minutes. "Now, damn it ... that'll teach you not to try holding out on 
me!" 

"Are you through ... with ... m-me ... now ... ?" Nora asked her husband. 
Her voice was dull and toneless. 

"Yeah! Yeah ... I'm finished ... ! Why' ... ?" 

"I want to go take care of m-myself ... " 

"Sure ... go ahead ... " He rolled over to his side of the bed and pulled up 
the covers. "I'm going to go to sleep." 

Relaxed, then, she returned to their bedroom and put on her nightgown. As 
she looked down at her husband, sleeping soundly in their big bed, and the 
memory of what had happened just a few minutes, there, swam through her 
mind, she decided, impulsively, not to crawl in beside him. She slept the 
night through ... in the other bedroom. 

 Chapter Two 

That same evening as the Rims were preparing for bed, Rita Rim was angry 
too, but for an entirely different reason. The raven-haired beauty railed at 
her husband as she undressed. 

Looking down at her husband, Lee, who had already bathed, gotten into his 
pajamas, and now lay on the bed, the sheet pulled up, ready to go to sleep, 
she rained her anger on him. 

"I don't understand you ... you just stood there with a silly grin on your 
face!" she said, scathingly. "Didn't it make you jealous ... make you want 
to do something ... drastic?" 

"Like what ... -?" Lee asked, mildly, his wide-spaced hazel eyes troubled, 
as he wished she would drop the subject and let him get some sleep. Damn ... 
I've got a hard day coming up, tomorrow ... 

"Anything! Something! Tell him off ... or punch him ... maybe, even grab me 
away from him ... and ... do something to me!" 

Lee was patient with her. "What good would that do? Paul's a good friend ... 
and I don't think he'd step out of line ... and do something he shouldn't 
... " 

"What do you think he was doing ... out there? He grabbed me and kissed me 
... and pawed me!" 

" ... Well ... " Lee weighed his words. "You seemed to enjoy it ... at least 
I'm pretty sure you liked it ... " 

Rita hadn't expected that reaction from him. She was taken aback, 
momentarily. "Ugh!" she gasped, reaching back to unhook her black, lacy bra 
and stripping it off, savagely, her full, round breasts, with their slightly 
upturned nipples seeming to swell seductively as they were released from the 
easy restraint. "You're impossible! You ... just don't understand ... !" 

"I don't know what it is I'm supposed to understand ... but I know one thing 
... I'll bet you trapped Paul into kissing you ... !" 

Rita posed, provocatively, for her husband, thrusting the fullness of her 
breasts out toward him, as she spat, "Well, at least, he did something ... 
about it!" Then, with a lewd smile, she added, " ... And, he might've done 
more ... if I'd given him just half a chance!" 

"I'll bet!" Lee said, drily. 

"You don't think so?" 

"No ... I don't!" 

"Oh!" She turned her back on him and, swiftly, stripped off her black lace 
panties. 

Lee watched her, absently. He supposed that he should be getting all hot and 
bothered watching his wife undress ... exposing her beautifully curved body 
to him, as she was ... but somehow, he couldn't generate any real 
excitement; of course, there was a time, when they were first married ... 

Remembering, he mused: Damn ... Rita's a beautiful woman! She's got 
everything ... and all in the right places ... but Christ ... I can't keep 
up with her ... any more! Sometimes ... I think she might be nympho ... she 
comes on so strong ... most of the time now ... ! 

Keeping her back turned to her husband, as she picked up her dress to hang 
in the closet, Rita choked out at him, "You've missed the whole point ... 
darling!" 

"What's the point, then ... are you trying to make a mess out of everything 
... by trying to get Paul ... to take you to bed?" 

"No ... damn it ... no!" she flared. "That's not it!" 

Rita turned back to face him, her naked body inviting him, as she walked to 
the bed, her hips swaying, making her loins undulate, erotically. "It's you 
... I want, darling! I was only trying ... to make you jealous enough ... to 
... to take me to bed .. and fuck me!" 

It was his turn to be surprised. Damn! There's no telling what a woman's 
thinking sometimes! He sat up, suddenly. 

"You mean to say ... that you went through all that act ... the whole 
rigamarole ... just so I'd get all horny ... maybe ... and ... ?" 

"Y-yes ... " It was a shameless admission. 

"I'll be damned!" 

"I was getting desperate ... !" Rita half-sobbed, her tears beginning to 
glisten with droplets of tears. 

Pulling back the covers, she crawled onto the bed and crept into her 
husband's arms, her desire for him burning warmly in the depths of her soft 
white belly. 

Lee knew that he had been holding back, lately, denying himself ... and her 
as well, because he had felt pressures ... not only by Rita, but by the 
exacting demands of his job. 

... And, strangely, his reaction to his wife's heated overtures had been 
just the opposite of her expectations. He turned off! Perhaps, he was sated, 
like the new employee in a candy factory who is allowed to eat as much of 
the goodies as he wants ... at first ... There was yet another possibility 
... and Lee could not have explained it. Maybe ... just maybe, her overt 
advances were robbing him of a prerogative ... the ancient role of the male 
to be the pursuer. 

As Rita nestled her voluptuously naked body into her husband's arms, she 
lifted her lips to him to be kissed. His head came down to hers, and he 
found her lips, kissing them tenderly ... almost religiously. It wasn't the 
kind of kiss she wanted. She wanted a deep, soul kiss ... a sex kiss ... a 
kiss that would lead to something ... a long, hard, thrusting penis deep in 
her hungering vagina. 

Hungrily, her pink, moist tongue darted into his mouth to search, questingly 
... hopefully; then, as she stiffened her avid, lingual member, and stabbed 
it in and out of his mouth, rapidly, several times, she was rewarded in her 
efforts. Lee began to suck on her tongue, gently. She moaned her pleasure up 
into his mouth. Finally, he began to extend his tongue, probing, and she 
knew that he was becoming interested ... maybe even interested enough to 
want to make love to her. Ab ... it's more than that ... I want him ... to 
... fuck me ... like a real man should! 

Boldly, knowing exactly what she wanted ... and ready to go to any lengths 
to get it - even further than she had already gone, if necessary - she slid 
her hand down into the waistband of her husband's pajamas to search for what 
she hoped would be his already hardened cock. Her fingers found and touched. 
She was disappointed. 

Lee's penis lay soft and flaccid down along his thigh. Nothing she had done 
... or said, yet, had aroused him. God ... she moaned to herself, What do I 
have to do ... . to get him hard enough ... to fuck me with it ... ? 

With frantic fingers, she massaged the length of his limp shaft, attempting 
desperately to bring it to vibrant, throbbing life in her hands. Nothing 
happened! 

... Then, she knew. Her mind was made up instantly. She had already thrown 
herself at Paul Quinn, in an attempt to make Lee jealous ... and she had, 
finally, asked Lee, in almost abject humiliation ... to make love to her. 
Now, his cock wasn't responding. One thing she knew for sure: He had to have 
an erection ... or else ... Yes! She would do it! ... . But I've never 
actually done it! ... I hope I can do it ... right ... 

Strange, new sensations arced fire in her loins, and she trembled with 
excitement, at the thought of what she intended to do. She withdrew her lips 
from Lee's and shifted her position to kneel beside his naked body. Her hand 
was still holding onto the limber flesh of his lifeless cock. 

"I-I'm sorry ... darling ... " Lee apologized, not knowing really what to 
say. 

He smiled, weakly, up at her, a twinge of guilt stabbing into his 
consciousness, as he realized just how hot his wife really was ... how much 
she wanted him ... and he wasn't able to raise a hard-on to take care of 
her. Christ! I really must be getting in bad shape! 

Managing a smile with trembling lips, Rita whispered, "Lee ... darling, 
I-I'm going to do it to you ... and see if I can make it come up ... hard 
... so you can ... fuck me with it!" 

He didn't follow her meaning. "What do you mean ... ?". 

"I want to ... use my mouth ... on you ... to lick you down there!" 

Her suggestion was so unexpected his mouth dropped open in surprise, as her 
words bounced and rebounded around inside his skull. 

"Y-You want to suck my cock ... ?" He was incredulous ... but, at the same 
time, he felt a throbbing lurch in his cock. 

"Yes ... that's it! I'll do it ... because I want you ... so much!" She 
meant it ... every word of it! 

"Okay!" he agreed, readily, feeling the crawling lift of his balls, 
signaling the beginning of arousal. " ... If ... that's really what you want 
to do ... !" 

Frantically, then, she gripped the waistband of his pajama bottoms and 
pulled them down and off, while he unbuttoned the top and shed it, tossing 
the garment, carelessly. He was ready! Christ! Was he ready?! He didn't need 
a second invitiation, as he thought: God ... I should've thought of this 
before ... but I didn't know ... whether Rita would go for it. 

Lee moved over to the center of the bed, and his wife crawled between his 
legs, her trembling hand reaching out to grip the now hardening shaft of his 
cock. She held it upright in her tiny hand and looked at it, fixedly, 
seeming to fortify her resolve. She didn't change her mind. "Oh, God ... Lee 
... I want to do it right for you!" she breathed, as she worked the foreskin 
back to reveal the still pink ... and as yet, unbloated, cock-head. 

He tilted his hips up, raising it toward her, and her other hand went, 
instinctively, under him to caress the softly crinkled, sparsely 
hair-covered skin of his scrotal sac, lifting and gently massaging his 
heavy, sperm-packed testicles. 

... And then ... she began to lower her head, her lips pursed, to kiss the 
satiny flesh of the tip. Lee jerked, involuntarily, at the searing contact 
of her warmly pursed lips on the sensitive head. Instantly, more blood 
surged into it ... and it began to pulse to full erection. He looked down to 
see it throbbing there in his wife's hand, as she continued to kiss and 
fondle it. 

"God ... Oh, God ... !" he moaned. "Start sucking on it ... !" 

His wife's honey-smooth mouth came down over the smooth rubbery head, her 
ovaled lips enclosing the sensitive flesh with warm moistness. Inside her 
mouth, she used her tongue, twirling it in licking circles around the now 
throbbingly blood-inflated head. His massive cock jerked in her mouth, and 
he felt the tingling ache in his balls of complete readiness. He couldn't 
help but be amazed at the speed with which his cock had come alive in her 
mouth. God ... it felt good ... out of this world! 

Just the very thought of what Rita was doing to him, the lewd salaciousness 
of the act, almost as much as the actual intensity of the sensations that 
her mouth was producing in him, gave Lee an added feeling of erotic arousal. 

She held the rigid shaft of his pulsating cock with one hand, while the 
other kneaded his balls caressingly, her fingers feather-gentle on him; 
meanwhile, overcoming her first natural hesitancy, Rita began to suck his 
cock with a steady rhythm, her head beginning to move up and down on him, 
experimentally, as she ovaled her lips tightly around it and made of her 
mouth another hotly clinging cunt. Gradually, then, she began to take more 
and more of his length into her mouth and throat ... and she was surprised 
that she could do it ... so easily. Oh ... it's so masculine tasting ... and 
nice! ... and, except right at first, when I almost gagged ... it isn't so 
bad! I think I can ... almost take all of him ... 

Inside her mouth, her tongue swirled, wildly, on him, now, and he was aware 
that she was trying to put the tip of her tongue into the split at the top 
of his cock. Her hand that was caressing his balls was removed, and he 
wondered, vaguely, what she was going to do to him, next.. 

Tensing his loins, he thrust his cock up into her hungrily ovaled lips, 
feeling it plunge deep into her throat, and as he looked down, he saw that 
almost all of it had disappeared between his wife's tightly locked lips. He 
moaned, softly, as he began to move his hips in rhythmic counterpoint to her 
bobbing head. 

Lee was in a trance of sensual ecstasy. He had never before experienced such 
intense sexual sensations, as he lost himself in the complete enjoyment of 
his wife's voraciously sucking mouth. He felt the increase of the speed of 
her moving head and the strength of the pressure she exerted, which seemed 
to make his cock pulse, expandingly, to even greater hardness. Her tongue 
was swirling in a caressing lick of his lust-inflated, almost painfully 
sensitive cock-head on every outstroke. Damn! There's nothing like it! ... 
Her mouth's like warm, sweet butter. Then, he wondered, Is she going to ... 
suck me all the way ... until I cum ... ? He hoped she would! Christ! That'd 
feel good ... to shoot it ... right into her mouth ... and have her swallow 
it for me ... Her face, he noticed, working over him, was changed. She 
seemed to be in a sexual rapture of her own; her eyes were closed, and her 
breath was coming in short, jerky spurts of air through her nose. Then, as 
he looked beyond, downward to where her firmly rounded breasts danced almost 
lewdly beneath her, he saw that her other hand was working rhythmically at 
the darkly hair-covered triangle of her loins. She's fingering her own cunt! 
... Maybe ... she will suck me ... until I cum ... and fingerfuck herself 
... until she does too ... 

More ... and ever more intense, the overpowering sensations raced through 
him, and his wife's beautiful, shiny black hair attracted him, as it spread 
down over his naked thighs, brushing him, lightly, and adding to the 
eroticisim of what she was doing to him. On impulse, he reached out with 
both hands to take some of the long strands, using them to guide her 
voraciously sucking mouth up and down the wetly pistoning length of his 
cock; then, he began to thrust his hips even more forcefully up into her 
mouth and throat. In fascination, he watched, as a little of the soft pink 
flesh from inside her lips was pulled out, with each upstroke, then stuffed 
back in as her mouth slid over the hardened shaft to absorb him, again, on 
the downstroke. Her cheeks were hollowing in and out, as she sucked, 
hungrily, on his now angrily throbbing cock. God! He wanted it to go on 
forever ... but at the same time as he wished it, he knew it couldn't. 
Already, he could feel the searing burn of the beginning of his coming 
orgasm. 

Strangling, incoherent sounds began to come from deep in his throat. He 
could feel it getting nearer for him. It wouldn't be long before he popped 
... shooting his load of sperm deep into his wife's now greedily working, 
throat. The sweet agony of the built-up sensations in him seemed to 
concentrate in the lust-bloated head of his massive cock. He could feel it 
pulsing ... expanding and growing larger with eyery throbbing jerk, as her 
tantalizing tongue taunted it on every stroke. His sperm was battering 
against the entrance to his penile flesh, deep in his balls, demanding its 
release. 

Finally, he was able to form words. "Oh, God ... Rita, darling ... that's 
good! Keep on ... sucking ... until I cum!" 

Rita heard him. She almost panicked. "OOOooooooohhhhh!" She moaned aloud, 
the sound muffled and dim from her husband's prick stuffing her mouth full. 
My God ... have I ... sucked on him ... too long? I only wanted to get him 
ready! I've got to have his cock ... in my cunt ... fucking me ... ! 

With a boldness born of desperation, she made her decision. She had to have 
it ... and fast ... Suddenly, she, kneeled upright, her mouth coming off 
him, leaving his cock standing hard and straight and glistening wet from her 
saliva. Her sudden movement had wrenched her hair from his hands, painfully 
... but she didn't care, at that point. She hardly felt it. 

Surprised and disappointed, Lee growled, "What the hell ... " 

But, she was already moving. She flung herself forward, up over him, her 
thighs straddling his hips, as she reached down to grip the hard, throbbing 
shaft of his cock to guide it straight into her seething cunt. With wild 
abandon, she dropped her loins down on him, cleaving herself mercilessly 
down on his spearing shaft, as she forced her cunt to absorb and suck up 
inside the whole of his massive cock in one forceful plunge. 

"Oh God!" she cried out, sharply, as his cock soared all the way up into her 
to crash against the back wall of her cuntal passage. 

Her eyes were glazed with passion, her face a study in pure, animal desire, 
as she began to lewdly grind her buttocks and fuck up and down above him, 
sliding her clasping, demanding pussy up and down the steel-hard rod, 
fucking herself ... fucking him, for all she was worth. The reversal of 
roles, as she dominated her husband, didn't bother her at all. She wanted 
... and she was getting! That's all that mattered to her ... 

Faster and faster, she rode him, the wildness in her knowing no limits, as 
she stroked up and down the thick, lengthy shaft of her husband's cock, 
until he began to buck his hips up against her, attempting to match the 
tempo of her pounding loins. OOoohh! That's it! It's going up ... into my 
cunt ... even deeper ... and harder! AAaauuggh! 

And then ... she began her soaring ascent, spiraling to the heights of her 
orgasmic release. She moaned, incessantly, wanting it to cum ... but, also, 
wanting to remain on that high plateau of arousal. She was in an agony of 
sweet rapture. Her face contorted. Oh, God ... let me cum ... now! 

Suddenly, she was there! She was launched deep into a timeless space, where 
nothing mattered but the surging explosion of her orgasm. Her body spasmed, 
convulsively, as the crashing waves of her release buffeted her, carrying 
her along in its curl to deposit her, gently, oh their bed, again, where she 
had collapsed on top of her husband, not realizing where she was, as she 
heard her own voice, dimly screaming, "OOOOHHH ... My Goooooood! IlI'mmmmmm 
cuuuummmmmiiiiinnnnnggggg! AAAAaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuggggggg hhhhhhhhhhh!" 

Beneath her, her husband was stalled, unable to cum, as Rita's body stopped 
moving, and she lay prone upon him, heavily. Desperately but 
unsatisfactorily, he thrust up into her gently clasping cuntal sheath ... 
but it was no good. He had to cum! Christ! I was almost there ... ready to 
pop! 

Wrapping his arms tightly around her, using his legs for leverage, he rolled 
his wife to her back, so that he was now in the topmost position, still 
cradled between her white, firmly tapering thighs; then, he raised himself, 
above her, grasped her knees and spread them wide, pushing them back toward 
her chest, at the same time. Finally, he shoved his arms into the angle of 
her flexed knees and leaned down hard, mashing her thighs down on the 
fullness of her still orgasmically quivering breasts. The entire plane of 
her cunt was vulnerable and defenseless, now ... and he began to fuck into 
her like an insane man. 

Beneath her husband's pounding cock, Rita was overjoyed, as she knew that, 
now, she could cum again. She felt it begin for her. Oh, God ... I'm almost 
there.. -. again!" 

She began, to convulse in her second orgasm, almost at the same instant as 
Lee began to cum, his sperm jetting from the tip of his cock and ricocheting 
against the walls of her tightly clasping cunt in spurting streams. He 
slammed his pelvis against the backs of her upraised thighs for one, final, 
bone-jarring thrust, and a loud moan of satisfaction tore from his lips. 
"OOOoooh! Fuck!" 

And Rita screamed out her second release that if anything was even more 
intense than the first. "I'm going to ... cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu mmmmmmmmmmmmm 
... AAAAAA GGGGGGGAAAAAAAIINN! Oh! Oh! OOoohh! O O OOooooooaaaaaaaaa 
uuuuuuuuuugggghhh!" 

It was Lee's turn to collapse in a satiated heap on top of his wife. "Damn 
... " he groaned, his breath heavy and uneven. "You sure do come on strong. 
That was ... really something ... but a little nerve-wracking ... !" 

 Chapter Three 

The following morning, Rita Rim awakened to the early morning California sun 
streaming into their bedroom. She stretched lithely and cat-like, enjoying 
the delicious feeling of coming awake after a good night's dreamless and 
restful sleep. She was still nude. Somehow, after last night's delightful 
session ... when she had had two magnificent orgasms in succession, she 
hadn't wanted to confine her body again. She had wanted only to go to sleep 
... naked, her satiated body pressed, voluptuously up against her husband's. 
Anyway, she really preferred to sleep nude, most of the time. 

She looked over at Lee. He was still asleep, an arm thrown up over his head, 
his sandy blond hair mussed and straggling down over his forehead. He slept, 
peacefully, his handsome face serene and untroubled; then, she noticed he 
had his pajamas on. She decided he must have gotten up during the night, 
perhaps to visit the bathroom, and had put them on, then. She was a little 
disappointed. There was nothing she enjoyed more than to snuggle up to his 
warm nudity, in the morning, like this ... just as she was waking up. 

Remembering last night's wild sexual scene, she shivered with delight. Oh 
... it was so lovely ... so satisfying ... for a change. Lee was so nice ... 
and hard ... and when he finally got on top of me ... and shoved his cock 
into me ... so deep and hard ... it was just super-delicious! Then, on 
further reflection, she decided: It was better even ... than when I was on 
top of him! I was ... kind of shameless ... in a way ... but I had to have 
it! 

Unconsciously, her own hands drifted over her body, cupping her breasts and 
feeling the tingle of sexual arousal being born, anew, as she felt their 
slight swelling, and the nipples of them coning out in distended erection. 
Her reliving of last night progressed backward to the first time she had 
taken Lee's penis into her mouth ... Her face flushed with the memory of her 
wantonness. But I just had to do something ... and it worked! 

Now, her narcissistic hands roamed down across her flat belly and arrived at 
the triangle of her thighs, the mound covered with dark, pubic hair, where 
her fingers played, momentarily, in the soft fleecy curls. Her mind still 
hung onto the salaciousness of her taking his penis into her mouth last 
night. She was honest with herself: The idea ... kind of revolted me ... at 
first ... but I was so hot! And, when it seemed like Lee's ... cock ... 
wasn't going to get hard ... I knew I'd have to do it ... if I was going to 
get ... any sex ... at all! 

Down below she felt the jolt of delicious sensations of sex need, again. Her 
vaginal opening was getting all moist ... and she realized, suddenly, that 
her memories ... her thoughts about last night's fulfilling sex session and 
her own roaming hands had all worked her up to the point where she would 
have to have Lee's cock ... again! She wondered: God! Do I dare ... to try 
to get him to ... fuck me, again ... this morning? She didn't understand the 
way of it ... but she did know that her husband had been reluctant to make 
love to her, lately, seeming to hold back, for some reason. He had been too 
tired ... too sleepy ... or he didn't feel well.., didn't feel like it ... 
His excuses had been legion! 

It was strange! As Rita's interest in sex had increased, Lee's seemed to be 
constantly on the wane. Was it because he was getting older? No ... that 
couldn't be it! Why, he's only twenty-nine ... no, let me think ... he'll be 
thirty in two months! 

Experimentally, a finger slid down into the soft fleshy folds of her 
expectantly quivering vaginal slit to the already hardened little bud of her 
clitoris. It immediately caused tiny electric sparks of sexual arousal to 
course through her and she moaned with need. Oh, damn ... my cunt's so open 
and ready ... and I'm really getting hot! Should I ... ? Oh, God ... I'll 
have to! ... I'll have to wake Lee up ... and try to get him ... in the mood 
... for some more ... fucking. 

She crept over close to her still sleeping husband, raised herself up over 
him and looked down into his quiet face, the sound of his regular breathing 
audible to her. Sentimentally, she thought about how it had been with them, 
when they were first married ... and it was Lee, who was chasing her around 
the bed ... for an early-morning piece. It had been so different, lately ... 

Tenderly, she leaned down and kissed him, lightly, on the lips. She did it 
twice, before his eyes fluttered open, their gray-greenish gaze up into her 
face registering surprise. 

"Wh-What ... !?" He was still half asleep. 

She brushed his wire-like, sandy hair off his forehead and murmured, "Lee 
... darling ... would you like to ... do it, again ... this morning ... ?" 

Now, he was genuinely startled ... almost frightened ... and suddenly, he 
was fully awake. 

"You must be out of your mind, Rita!" he growled. "I've got to go to work!" 

"But ... I'm ... I'm getting hot ... and I need it ... !" she persisted. 

"Christ! Aren't you ever satisfied? You popped twice last night ... and 

"That was last night ... darling!" she cut in. " ... But ... I want you to 
... fuck me, again ... now ... this morning ... " It was a whining entreaty. 

"You must be turning into a nympho ... or something, honey ... but I just 
couldn't do it ... again ... right now!" 

She became petulant. "Most men would be happy to ... be getting it as 
regular as you are!" 

Crawling up on top of him, she ground the moistness of her cunt against the 
flaccid softness of his cock. She went, " ... if you really loved me ... as 
much as you say you do ... " 

"Hell ... Rita ... that's got nothing to do with it! I just can't fuck you, 
again, this morning! You'd better crawl off me ... because I've got to get 
up ... and start getting ready to go to work!" 

Rita didn't heed his warning ... instead, she undulated her hips, 
erotically, suggestively, pushing her pelvis out and forward to gain better 
contact with his unresponsive penis. 

"Doesn't that feel wet and good, darling?" she whispered with a thin, 
seductive smile. 

"I told you ... I'm not interested, right now, damn it!" her husband told 
her with emphasis. 

Heaving himself upward, he rolled his wife from her position on top of him, 
came to an upright position and swung his legs over the side of the bed. He 
found his bedroom slippers and worked his feet into them. 

At the instant, he had rolled her aside, Rita groaned her disappointment. 
"OOOooohhh ... ! Lee ... !" 

"Now if you don't mind ... I'm going to go start my shaving and shower!" He 
stalked toward the bathroom door. 

"You selfish bastard!" she flung after him. Lee chose to ignore the epithet, 
as he closed the door to the bathroom, firmly. He didn't have time to stop 
and argue with her. Perhaps, he wasn't very tactful in just shoving her off 
... rejecting her offer of more sex ... But Christ ... enough is enough ... 
besides I can't be dragging in late and tired at the bank! 

Feeling resentful and bitchy, now, Rita chose to stay in bed and feel sorry 
for herself, and petulantly, she decided to punish her husband by not 
getting up to prepare his breakfast. 

... And, when Lee emerged from the bathroom some twenty minutes later, he 
found her still in bed, seemingly asleep. 

"Hey, Rita ... ?" he asked, mildly, feeling better, now. "How about some 
breakfast ... ?" 

She didn't move. "Get it yourself ... or go out to a restaurant!" she said, 
her voice dripping with acid. 

To say he was surprised would be a gross understatement. He was dumbfounded 
... absolutely dismayed. I'll be God damned! 

He found his voice, after a moment. "I-I don't get it?" 

"I didn't ... get IT ... either!" 

"This is silly ... Rita!" 

"Then ... why don't you be a real man ... ?" she challenged. 

Basically, Lee Rim was a gentle man, quite slow to anger, but now, he did 
become angry; a cold, smoldering kind of anger, which burned deep in him ... 
an anger that rendered him inarticulate. With set face, grim and terrible, 
he went about his dressing, and when he was ready, he left their bedroom, 
went through the empty house to his car, started.it and headed for the 
nearest shopping center where there was a coffee shop. He had to have some 
breakfast to start his gruelling day. Damn it ... I just don't understand 
what's happening to us! One thing, he knew for sure: We're going to have to 
get this ironed out ... or we'll end up being separated ... or divorced! The 
hell of it is ... the thing's turned upside down ... with Rita wanting more 
sex ... than I do! ... But, I don't think there's anything wrong with me! I 
can function! I just can't fuck her ... as often as she wants it! 

He ate his breakfast, morosely, trying to think through the problem, but try 
as he might, he couldn't find a solution. Hell ... maybe there isn't one! 
Within a few minutes, he was at his desk in the bank's loan department ... 
as usual. He didn't particularly want to work; his mind kept wandering to 
his wife, Rita ... and the damnable situation that seemed to be rocketing 
them ... and their marriage ... into oblivion. 

As soon as Lee had driven away, Rita, still nude, got out of bed, opened the 
bottom drawer of the dresser and rummaged in the back of it until she found 
the plain cardboard box she had hidden there, last week. 

She removed the vibrator, plugged it into the wall outlet near the bed and 
lay down, again. 

Strapping it to the back of her hand, she flicked the switch to its "on" 
position. 

... Then, as she moved her vibrating hand, gently over the swelling fullness 
of her breasts and down across her smooth white belly to the moist readiness 
of her loins, she told herself ... Of course ... this's only second best ... 
Oh, God ... I wanted Lee ... to fuck me so bad! ... Maybe there is something 
wrong with me ... I just can't seem to get enough of his cock ... lately! 

She touched her clitoris, and the vibrations of the machine, transmitted 
through her hand melted her into ecstasy. 

"OOOooooohhhh!" she moaned with delight. "That feels sooooooo gooooooooood 
when I fingerfuck myself with it!" 

Nora Quinn arose, as usual, and buried herself in the kitchen, fixing 
breakfast for Paul. She called him when the crisply fried bacon, two eggs, 
toast and coffee was ready. They ate in relative silence. There didn't seem 
to be much to talk about. They, each, seemed to be reluctant to reopen any 
conversational direction, which might lead them back to last night's 
happenings. Perhaps, it was just as well, after a period of cooling off, 
they'd be in a better mood to talk ... later. 

After he had eaten breakfast and glanced through the morning paper over a 
second cup of coffee, Paul left for work. He was a salesman in one of the 
city's leading music stores. His extroverted nature served him well as a 
salesman, and his knowledge of music, his ability to perform at the 
keyboard, especially, allowed him to show off the pianos and organs to good 
advantage. 

As he drove down the street, away from their house, he observed to himself. 
Well ... I'm getting the big deep-freeze ... again! I suppose I shouldn't 
have lost my temper ... and forced her, like I did ... after she pulled that 
"don't touch me!" crap ... but I just couldn't help it! I was so damned 
worked up ... I had to fuck her! He decided not to worry about it; there was 
a big day ahead of him, at the music store. His thoughts turned to the leads 
he would try to follow up, but other thoughts kept intruding. They didn't 
involve his wife, Nora, and that's what made them so disquieting. It was 
Rita he was thinking about. Damn ... I wonder ... The way she was rubbing up 
against me ... and then, when I kissed her, she wanted a deep French kiss 
... not just a lip kiss. Christ ... I almost jumped out of my skin ... when 
she grabbed my cock! 

With an effort he tried to discipline his thought's. He couldn't allow 
himself to think about his best friend, Lee's wife that way. His imagination 
was taking him on a side-road marked PRIVATE! Hell! She's off-limits! I 
don't know why in hell I'm even thinking about her! Even if she was willing 
... to go to bed with me ... for a little fucking party ... I'd sure have to 
think twice ... or three times about it! She's still Mrs. Rita Rim! ... But, 
there's still just one question that needs an answer: Why ... did she make 
the big sex play for me? Nora had watched her husband drive away, knowing 
that he must be wishing he could stay. Maybe ... if they could just sit 
down, like the two mature adults they were supposed to be, and talk about 
their problems ... they might find some answers. She sighed. They just 
didn't seem to be operating on the same wave-lengths. Communication between 
them, she realized, was practically nil. 

She walked back through the house to their bedroom. Everything in the house 
satisfied her. They lived in a California ranch style house, in a nice 
neighborhood. There was a second car in the garage, for her use. Paul's 
commissions were adequate, and they could live in the style they had chosen 
... but there was that great emptiness in her life ... a void she didn't 
know how to cross ... or fill in. Last night's occurrences were so good 
example, beginning with Paul and Rita's little kissing scene ... and 
progressing to the final curtain, when Paul had practically raped her! It 
seemed so sordid ... 

In their bedroom, she slipped out of her dressing robe and pulled her 
nightgown over her head, flung it aside, as she remembered it should be 
washed; then, she went into the gleaming bathroom and busied herself 
preparing for a cleansing douche. She had made almost a ritual of it, in her 
obsession with cleanliness. It was always the same; there was the drawing of 
the water, washing the attachments, again - even though they were clean when 
she had put them away - filling the bag with hot water, adding the 
antiseptic powder and, finally, getting into the bathtub. She lay back to 
insert the curved, fountain syringe into her tight, fleece-ringed vaginal 
opening. There was a certain feeling of relaxation that she enjoyed as the 
hot water washed but the sticky, seminal fluid that Paul had spurted up into 
her last night. Somehow, it gave her a sense of virginal cleanliness, as she 
watched the long strings of white sperm being flushed from her, ridding her 
of the aftermath of lovemaking. It was a relief to her to see it slowly 
sucked down the drain, and in her mind, she put the life-making fluid in the 
same category as the potato peelings she put through the garbage disposal. 

Finished with that phase of her ablutions, she got out of the tub and washed 
it down, before starting to draw her bath. As she watched the water run into 
the tub, the reflection of her naked body in the full-length mirror on the 
bathroom door caught her attention. Nora knew she had a beautiful body, but 
it had brought her nothing but agony. Her figure was almost too perfect ... 
too desirable, and somehow, she was repulsed by it. Perhaps it wasn't her 
body, as such, that generated her feeling of repugnance ... but the 
sexuality her beauty represented. 

This morning, though, she studied her body, critically. She saw the smoothly 
svelte, long-legged loveliness of her, topped with golden, blonde hair. She 
was a petite five feet inches tall, perfectly proportioned. Her breasts 
mounded out, round and full, marbled just beneath the soft, satin-like, 
white skin with a faint tracery of blue veins that gave them a transluscent 
quality of depth. Her tiny pink nipples spiked out sensuously from the 
darker areolas like succulent little berries. Actually ... she mused, I 
haven't changed much ... in the eight years we've been married! Of course 
... if I'd had a baby ... I'd be a lot different, I suppose ... 

Then, her eyes ran on down over her flat belly. There was the recess of her 
navel, and below it a line of short, silky, almost invisible golden hair 
pointed, like an arrow straight at the triangular mound of softly curling 
pubic hair. 

The faint suggestion of her vaginal furrow was visible, barely peeping 
through the somewhat sparsely growing hair. Her tiny, lithe waist swelled 
out into the softly rounded curves of her hips, which led to the taper of 
smooth thighs, her daintily dimpled knees linking them to the gentle, 
reverse curves of calves and trimly turned ankles. Her feet were narrow with 
strong arches. Turning, then, she viewed the smoothly rounded fullness of 
her well sculpted buttocks. Just beneath the surface, the muscles rippled, 
lithely, and she ran her hands over them, to feel the velvety, smooth skin 
... the flesh that Paul loved to fondle so much. 

Self-consciously, she assumed a provocative pose, thrusting out her hips, 
like a high-fashion model; then, she tried a come-hither look in imitation 
of a slick, center-fold Playboy girl. 

She wished, fervently, that she could really begin to enjoy the sexual 
potential her body promised her. Oh why ... can't I let go ... and be the 
kind of wife Paul wants me to be? 

Her hands ran over her body, briefly, and as she touched her erectile 
nipples, she felt the tingle in them; then as they drifted lower, the tiny 
spark of sensation in her loins caused her to stop, instantly. The urge was 
there. She had to admit that ... she just couldn't. It's so horribly wrong 
... and I wouldn't dare ... to do it to myself! She knew why. It was the 
memory of imposed taboos and prohibitions. They were ingrained in her ... 
part of her since early childhood. 

The water pouring into the bathtub was the right depth and temperature, and 
she stepped hastily into it, bathed quickly, got out toweled herself dry, 
not daring to look at her naked loveliness in the mirror, again. Even as she 
was denying her sexuality, she wished things could be different. Tonight, 
I'm going to try ... to make up with Paul ... and maybe I could start trying 
to be a better wife to him ... in bed ... The memory of how she had 
discovered Rita Rim in his arms and Paul's taunting admission that he had 
enjoyed it rather worried her; of course, he had denied any real interest in 
the other woman, but there was the possibility ... Oh, God ... I'd just die 
... if Paul was unfaithful to me ... ! 

It had been a slow, frustrating morning for Paul Quinn. He had fluffed, 
badly, on one piano demonstration, failing to close on it; then, luckily, 
from among the lookers, he had been able to place an electronic organ for a 
home demonstration. He knew he could sell it, but it would be at least a 
week before he could write the contract. A couple of the leads he had 
followed-up outside the store had failed to be productive, and he felt 
discouraged. His usual optimistic attitude toward his selling ability seemed 
to be missing. 

At about 11:30 he collected the contracts written by the other three 
salesmen. There were a couple for television sets, one for a Hi-Fi console 
and one for a smaller model of their electronic organ line. He surveyed 
them, glumly, his disappointment even more acute, as he realized, he could 
have written one for that spinet piano ... if he hadn't allowed his mind to 
wander ... Christ! 

One of his chores was to deal with the bank. Each day, he took the contracts 
that had been written over to the loan department where Lee Rim worked. The 
bank discounted the paper, and it was, usually, Lee who handled the 
transactions. Afterward, the two old friends would go out to lunch together. 
Today was no exception. 

They were seated opposite each other in a back booth of one of their 
favorite eateries. Orders had been placed, and as they waited, Lee observed, 
"You're not your usual disgustingly optimistic self, today ... something 
wrong?" 

"Are you kidding ... ? You know damned well something's wrong ... beginning 
with last night!" Paul grumped. " ... And I ought to start off ... with an 
apology ... because I sure as hell didn't have any intentions of making a 
play for Rita ... It just happened ... !" 

"Yeah ... I know ... " Lee said, "but you don't have to apologize. We've 
been buddies for too long ... " 

"I appreciate that, Lee! I just wish Nora would drop it, too ... but she was 
still sort of upset about it ... this morning. She'd hardly talk to me ... 
!" 

"Did you have a fight ... last night?" 

"Yeah ... she was on her ear ... but I kept telling her it was just one of 
those things ... almost like an accident ... and that nothing would ever 
develop. Rita just had one too many drinks ... and ... " 

Lee regarded his friend, levelly. "It was no accident ... Paul!" 

"What the hell do you mean by that ... ?" "Just that!" Lee told him, firmly. 
"It was planned out ... by Rita. She wanted you to grab her and kiss her!" 

Paul stared in incredulity. "How do wu know that?" 

"She told me! She did it ... to make me jealous ... so that I'd take her to 
bed ... " he looked around, lowered his voice, "and fuck the hell out of 
her!" 

The tall redhead was confused and mystified. He heard what his friend was 
saying ... but the meaning escaped him. 

"But ... why? That's crazy ... ! Why should she want to do that ... involve 
me in her scheme ... didn't she realize how much trouble it could have 
caused ... ?" 

"She said she was desperate ... that I wasn't giving it to her enough!" Lee 
was morose. 

"Well ... aren't you taking care of her ... ?" Paul smiled, lewdly. 

"I'll level with you ... old buddy ... the answer is a simple no! It seems 
like the more she wants ... the more I get turned off!" Lee said, his face 
troubled. " ... And the hell of it is ... I don't know why I should ... !" 

"Are you ... getting impotent?" 

"Hell no!" Lee spat. " ... But, according to Rita ... I'm somehow less of a 
man ... the last thing she said to me this morning ... after she refused to 
get my breakfast was, Why don't you. be a real man?" 

"That must've hurt ... " 

"You can say - that, again!" Lee agreed. " ... But, you know, me from a way 
back ... you know it isn't true ... when we were out chasing broads, 
together ... before we gave up being bachelors ... Hell ... I could fuck all 
night ... and all day ... for that matter ... but Rita comes on so strong, 
sometimes ... I guess it scares me ... or something ... Christ! I don't know 
what's wrong! ... I just don't know!" 

The waitress brought their food, and they occupied themselves with eating. 
Both of them were silent ... thinking. 

As Paul started on the last section of his club sandwich, he looked over at 
Lee and queried, "Would you and Rita like to come over, tonight ... maybe we 
can get things patched up between the two girls ... ?" His mind had been 
racing, ideas piling in On him, one after another ... and he knew that 
somewhere in them was a solution ... Damn ... why didn't I see it like this, 
before ... ? Maybe I didn't have all the pieces of the puzzle ... to play 
with: .. but from what Lee's been saying ... it's plain to see! He and Rita 
... aren't getting along too well ... in the sack ... and Nora and I've got 
our problems ... Hell ... maybe we can work something out ... among us ... 

He wasn't sure how they'd work it out ... but if he had a little time to 
think about it ... he knew he'd come up with something; then, all he'd have 
to do is sell it ... to Lee and Nora! 

Answering his question, Lee hedged, "I don't know ... Paul ... how 
pissed-off did Nora get ... about last night?" 

"She was pretty hot under the collar ... " Paul admitted. " ... But, I think 
I talked her out of it ... anyway ... we all ought to sit down ... and get 
it out in the open ... especially for Nora's benefit ... since she was 
thinking that I had the hots for Rita ... " 

"Don't you ... ?" 

"Don't I what?" 

"Have the hots ... for my wife ... ?" 

"Don't be ridiculous, Lee!" Paul lied. "I wouldn't do that ... to a. friend 
... like you!" 

"I'm glad you said that, Paul ... it eases my mind ... " Lee told his 
friend. " ... But, we both know, now ... that Rita's ... not being taken 
care of ... properly!" 

 Chapter Four 

Paul had two days to think about it,.. and to prepare. Nora was reluctant to 
get together with the Rims ... right away. "I'd probably scratch her eyes 
out!" She was vehement. 

"She hasn't done anything to hurt you!" 

"No?! She's trying to ... to break up our marriage!" 

"Nonsense! Anyway I'm going to invite Lee and Rita over for tomorrow 
evening! We've got to get this thing straightened out!" Paul was adamant. 

He knew that he was striking out into unknown territory, but he decided to 
try it. Very carefully, he collected the things he would need to set the 
stage; additionally, he made sure that there was an adequate supply of 
liquor. 

Everything had fallen into place, in his mind, after Lee Rim had told him 
about Rita's almost insatiable sex appetite. Hell ... old Lee'll probably be 
thanking me for it ... afterwards! 

Rita Rim would be satisfied ... because he, Paul Quinn, was going to see to 
it that she was. I know damned well she'll buy it! She just hasn't thought 
of it, herself ... yet ... ! Man! She's got the most luscious pair of tits 
... and the tightest little ass I've ever wanted to get my hands on ... and 
she's ready for a different cock ... mine! 

There was no telling, in advance, what Nora's reaction would be. She'll 
probably try to blow the whistle on it ... but I'll just have to depend on 
Lee! ... After he gets the idea ... and if he buys it ... I think it'll go 
as smooth as clockwork! 

... Of course, Paul realized that he was taking a dangerous chance. The 
whole scheme he had outlined could backfire ... blow sky-high, right in 
their faces, but he was willing to take that risk. He reviewed all he 
planned to do, making sure that he hadn't missed anything. If it works ... 
and I'm confident it will ... it could change everything for the better! 
Christ ... I can hardly wait! 

There was a chilly politeness among the four people gathered in the Quinn 
home. It was there, just below the surface, and Nora didn't help it any. She 
hadn't wanted to continue seeing the Rims ... at all, only agreeing to 
entertain them at Paul's insistence.' 

Paul served double scotches on the rocks. There was a stack of Hi-Fi records 
on the stereo console, the lush, romantic music furnishing a relaxing 
background that he hoped would put them in the right mood. 

"Oh ... I just love that record!" Rita bubbled, leaning back on the big 
couch, kicking off her shoes and curling her legs back under her. She had 
worn a short mini-sheath that revealed her beautifully curved legs to good 
advantage, and she had some difficulty in remaining decent, as she sat 
there, the hem of her skirt barely covering her nylon-clad thighs. She held 
her drink in a well-manicured hand, her dark eyes smiling over at first Paul 
then Nora. "I've got some better ones ... for later on!" 

Paul promised. 

"Oh ... good!" Rita enthused. "What are they?" 

"You'll see ... !" he grinned, his eyes hooded as he watched her. Damn ... 
she's just oozing sex! 

Nora sat in her chair, primly, her not too short skirt exposing only her 
knees. She sniffed to herself: Rita's really showing off ... what she's got 
... and I still think she's trying to get Paul! 

"Did you get something new ... that I didn't know about?" Nora asked. 

"Yeah ... I picked them up, today ... at the store ... " Paul answered, 
off-handedly. 

Lee Rim sat back on the couch, next to his wife. He was a little worried ... 
somewhat apprehensive, so far, he hadn't been able to second-guess what Paul 
was trying to do. He sipped his drink, absently, as he watched Paul who was 
having trouble keeping his eyes off Rita, I wonder ... he thought, He's too 
damned interested in Rita ... regardless of what he says! ... And I've known 
him long enough to know ... he's got something up his sleeve! 

Paul decided to get things moving. 

"Lee ... I heard a good joke, today ... " 

"All right ... let's hear it ... " 

"Is it one of your dirty jokes?" Nora interposed. 

"No ... it's not dirty ... maybe just a little risque ... " 

"Let's hear it, Paul!" Rita smiled her interest. "Well . . . there were 
these two newlyweds ... who wanted to fly United ... but the stewardess 
wouldn't let them!" 

Rita giggled, "That's cute!" 

"That's Okay!" Lee laughed, then following Paul's lead, he added, "But I'll 
bet you can't top this one!" 

"Shoot ... old buddy!" 

"It goes like this. Martinis, dear girl, are deceiving! Take just two ... at 
the very most. Take three ... and you're under the table! Take four ... and 
you're under the host'!" 

Paul laughed loudly ... but the point was not lost on him. Damn ... old 
Lee's pretty sharp. That's right on target! 

Rita liked it, too. Laughingly, she leaned toward Lee and asked, "Do I dare 
ask our host ... for the second drink?" She held up her empty glass. 

"That's up to you, Rita ... " 

Paul got up, took her glass and built a fresh drink.."Anybody else ready?" 
he queried, looking around. He took the glass Lee held out, then lifted his 
own to drain it. Nora was still working on the first one. 

Nora had smiled, self-consciously, as the jokes had been recounted, but now 
she was appalled, as Paul stopped the record that was playing, selected a 
different one and put in on the turntable. 

"Here's-one of those records I picked up ... " He smiled a crooked smile of 
lewd anticipation, as he re-started the machine. 

The voice was instantly recognizable. The man was a well-known night club 
and T.V. entertainer. His routine started off mildly enough ... but he was 
soon launched into telling the filthiest jokes imaginable, complete with all 
the four-letter obscenities. She listened, firmly tight-mouthed for a few 
moments. Paul, Rita and Lee were howling with laughter, now, but she 
couldn't stand it. Her nerves were jarred ... and the words shattered her, 
as they ricocheted around inside her skull, each Cock, Cunt, Prick, Pussy 
and Fuck seeming to pierce her like a flaming arrow. 

Finally, Nora had had enough. "Paul ... ?" she asked, coldly, "Do we have to 
listen ... to this ... filth?" 

"Relax, honey ... everybody else is enjoying it ... " 

She would have fled ... but something kept her in her seat. What in the 
world is Paul doing this for ... he knows I detest those words ... and all 
such filth ... ?! I just can't help it ... it's too much a part of me ... 
And, how can Rita like it ... ? She's laughing almost as much as the men ... 
! The record ended. 

"That was fun!" Rita Rim enthused. "Do you have any more ... like it?" 

"Yeah ... I've got a couple more ... for later on ... " Paul grinned. " ... 
And, you'd never believe ... " He left it hanging. He produced some printed 
brochures and a copy of an underground newspaper. 

"Have you ever seen ... any of these ... ?" Paul handed the newspaper to 
Lee. 

Rita leaned over to read it also. She was wide-eyed. "It's pretty wild ... 
isn't it?" 

"I've seen them, before" ... Lee remembered, glancing rapidly through the 
several sheets, an inkling of what Paul was up to sparking through his mind. 

"Did you notice the ads ... on the back pages ... ?" Paul queried. 

His friend's question confirmed it for him, as Lee Rim thumbed through the 
newspaper to the ads, his eye running down the columns, rapidly, until he 
found one of interest. 

"You mean like this one ... ? Couple 28-30 would like to meet discreet 
couple or singles interested in parties, boating, sunbathing, etc. Will 
exchange photos. Write P.V., Box 1520, Hermosa Beach, California'." 

"Yeah ... that's a good one!" Paul agreed, looking at Lee for his reactions. 
Hell:.. I hope he catches on! 

Rita, looking over her husband's shoulder, began reading aloud, "How's this? 
Uninhibited couple, under 35, wants to meet like-minded couple who swing. 
Write or call Jes ... " 

"What is this all about ... ?" Nora demanded. 

The room was silent. 

Paul turned to face his wife. He handed her one of the printed brochures. 
"Swinging!" he said, laconically. 

Nora tQok the sheet and examined it. There were pictures of nude women in 
provocative poses. She read a caption at random: Real swinging gal, 
38-26-38, half of a fun-loving husband and wife team with modern interests. 
We can travel ... or have weekend guests. Lots of privacy in mountain 
community. Write: She slopped reading. The address was in Crestline. 

"Swinging ... ? I don't ... understand ... " She looked around the room at 
each person for in answer. 

Paul Quinn knew that both Lee and Rita knew the score! Hell! It was only 
Nora who was the dark. He'd have to fill her in, now. He was th nervous and 
elated. Christ! This is it! 

"Swinging ... means ... that people, usually i couples agree to trade 
partners ... -" he instructed. 

She gasped, her face flaming in instant confusion and embarrassment. "You 
mean ... like those crazy sex clubs ....?" 

"I think some people call it swapping ... " Lee added. He looked Paul's wife 
over carefully. Not until a moment ago, had he ever entertained any idea of 
Nora Quinn ... as more than Paul's wife. Now, he looked at her ... as a 
woman. Damn! She's really some woman ... nice big tits ... and legs that 
don't stop! I've always liked to look at her ... but she's been taboo ... 
just because she is Paul's wife! I wonder if he's really serious ... or is 
he just talking ... bringing up this swapping idea? ... Actually ... it's 
not a bad idea ... at all ... but I'd like to know more about it ... 

"Y-You're not suggesting ... ?" Nora asked, her voice trembling, fearful of 
her husband's answer. 

"I'm not suggesting anything ... " Paul told her. "I'm just throwing out the 
idea ... so maybe we can kick it around a little bit!" He rose and collected 
the glasses for refills. 

"Well ... it can stop ... right now! I don't want anything to do with it!" 
She was furious. It was a monstrous idea as far as she was! concerned. 
Looking over at Lee Rim, she could see him only as an old friend of her 
husband's. I-I couldn't stand for another man ... to touch me ... even Lee! 
It seems so ... so sordid ... and wrong! 

Rita had been examining one of the brochures Paul had passed over to her. 
She looked up to ask, "Do they really have regular clubs ... fori swapping 
purposes ... ?" There was a tingle of arousal in her, as she considered som 
possibilities. God ... what would it b like ... to get as much ... sex as I 
wanted ... from two men ... or a lot of different men ... ? She shivered as 
the idea gained maturity in her mind, hardly hearing Paul's answer. 

"Yes ... there're regular ... organized groups." 

"Let's drop the subject!" It was Nora, who stood to her feet, glaring at her 
husband. "I don't want to hear any more ... about it!" 

"Suit yourself ... " Paul was amiable. He brought back fresh drinks for all. 
"How'd you like to hear another record?" 

"Okay!" Lee agreed. 

"Wonderful!" Rita exploded. "Is it anything like the other one?" 

"No ... it'll be more fun ... if you let it be a surprise!" Paul grinned, 
his hot, salacious look at Rita barely disguised. 

"If it's another dirty one ... I don't want to hear it!" Nora turned to 
stalk from the room, indignantly. 

"You can be a party-pooper ... if you want ... "Paul grunted, "but don't 
forget ... the Rims are our guests!" 

The firm crispness of her husband's voice rurned her back to take her seat, 
again; besides, he was right. She would have been making a horrible mistake 
to leave ... on two counts: Good manners dictated that she stay ... And ... 
It'd be foolish to leave ... as long as Rita's around ... ! Especially ... 
with all this talk about ... sex! Ugh! She picked up her drink and sipped 
it. 

"Carry on ... darling ... !" She was bitterly sarcastic. 

Paul shot her a glowering look, went to the Hi-Fi console and put on the 
record he had promised them. 

"Listen closely!" He warned. " ... Because, like I said before ... you'll 
never believe it ... at first!" "Goddamn it ... Nora's being her usual 
prudish self! But maybe this record'll loosen her up! I think both Rita and 
Lee ... are just about sold! He took his seat, quickly; he wanted to watch 
Rita's every reaction. Somehow, he knew that it wouldn't take much more to 
make her start climbing the walls. 

The record began. All four listened, carefully. Paul, of course, had heard 
it, before but his anticipation was running high. He was curious and excited 
to know what the reaction would be to it. 

A slow, rhythmic bongo-drum beat came softly through the speakers, gaining 
in intensity and volume then fading to become a background. There was a gasp 
of sharply indrawn breath, followed by deep throaty breathing that started 
to come faster and faster. Then, there was a slightly liquid sucking sound, 
accompanied by a rumbling thump at regular intervals, interspersed with a 
complaining squeak. Gradually, the tempo increased ... 

Rita was first to recognize what it might be. She gasped aloud, "Paul ... is 
that really ... what I think it is ... ?" 

"Well ... what do you think it is ... ?" he countered. 

"Oh, God ... I'm not sure ... !" She listened, excitement rising in her, as 
she realized she had been right, for now, a woman's voice had murmured: "Oh 
... that feels sooo gooooood!" 

"Oh, no!" 

"Is it ... real? A-Are they actually doing it ... on the record ... ?" 

"Sshhh!" Lee hissed. "Let's listen!" He knew what it was, too! Christ! It's 
a recording,.. of two people fucking! He felt it begin ... unbidden. The 
contracting lift of his balls, first, then the surging, tumid growth ... as 
wild blood was pumped into his penis and trapped there. 

Watching Rita Rim, closely, Paul saw her obvious discomfort, as she began to 
squirm on the couch. Her breath was a little jerky. The fullness of her 
breasts under her dress rose with her breath, fighting the material for 
release. He grinned to himself. Damn me ... if the record and the liquor 
isn't working! She's getting hot already! His cock was hard and ready inside 
his pants, and he could feel the slippery fluid exuding from its slitted 
head to be absorbed, wastefully, in the cloth of his shorts. 

Nora was shocked almost beyond reason. It really is a recording ... of ... 
of somebody ... making love! It's all so realistic ... it couldn't be 
anything else! She didn't want to listen. Consciously, she tried to filter 
it jout ... but the persistently driving rhythm could not be ignored. 

Now, coming clearly, through the speakers was the unmistakable sound of 
nakedly slapping flesh on flesh, and Nora could imagine the woman's upturned 
buttocks, her widespread legs cradling the man who was driving a huge penis 
deep up into her belly. Then suddenly, in spite of her conscious revulsion, 
she was aware of the rising itch of sexual arousal. Her vagina up between 
her legs was moist ... and she didn't want it. God! She didn't want to be 
aroused ... now ... with the Rims there! What kind of games is Paul playing 
... He couldn't be serious ... about that ... horrible idea he was :liking 
about ... !? 

Lee Rim shot a quick glance at his wife, Rita. 

Her breathing was quickened, and he saw that her glazed eyes were locked on 
his friend, Paul Quinn. He followed her gaze to where Paul's pants were 
bulged out. There was a big cock hidden there, just waiting to be used. 
Instantly, Lee knew this was a solution! Hell ... it's one way ... at least! 
Rita's almost too much for me! I might as well be honest with myself ... she 
needs more than one man ... to keep her satisfied! ... And ... from the way 
she's looking at old Paul there ... she's about to make that decision for 
herself! 

He switched his gaze to Nora Quinn. She was sitting there, primly ... but 
there was the slight telltale signs of uncontrolled breathing. Likewise, he 
thought he detected a slight, almost unconscious undulating movement of her 
hips ... And, then ... that leaves me ... and Nora! Paul keeps saying that 
she's a cold fish ... that he can't seem to get her aroused ... to the point 
where fucking her is any fun ... for him ... or her! ... But maybe he hasn't 
tried too hard ... Christ ... that'd be fun ... trying to find out what 
would make her fuck willingly! He began to watch her ... looking for a clue. 
Anyway ... this seems to be a watching and waiting game ... like we're all 
waiting for somebody else to make the first move! 

Faster and faster, the tempo increased, the bongo-drums accenting the 
rhythm, sharply, and the speakers began to swell in volume, filling the 
living room with the obscene sounds. Suddenly, the woman's voice spoke, 
plainly, "Fuck me! Oh, God! Fuck me ... harder!" Then, the tempo increased. 
Faster and faster, the slapping sounds of naked flesh on naked flesh came 
through the stereo speakers ... and there was the ragged and raspy sound of 
labored breathing, as the anonymous couple drove toward their climax. 

Then ... it was there. The woman screamed, "Oh, My God! FUUUUUCCCCCKKK 
MEEEE! AAAARRRRRDDDDAAAAAGGGGHHHH!" 

Each person in the room, including Nora ... was vicariously there on that 
unseen bed as the unknown woman came wildly to a vagina bursting orgasm. 

"Christ!" Lee spoke first. "That's almost too real!" 

Rita leaned back against the arm of the couch, her legs stretched out ... 
and her own hand was stealing downward toward her pubic mound ... Her 
breathing was raspy in her throat ... and she moaned, "Oh ... ! I can't 
believe ... what it's doing to me!" 

"Turn it off!" Nora demanded, her voice strident. "This is crazy ... 
absolutely insane!" 

Paul didn't look at his wife. He was watching Rita and. Lee on the couch; he 
made no move to turn off the stereo, as the record continued, the woman now 
gasping, "God ... that was good ... !" 

The tension in the room was almost unbearable. Nora saw that Rita's hand had 
tfolen down to the slightly curving rise of her own pubic mound ... and that 
her eyes were locked almost hypnotically on the throbbing bulge in Paul's 
pants. Paul, in turn, seemed oblivious of everything else ... except SRita 
... Then, she realized that Lee Rim was staring at her, a salacious glow in 
his eyes. God ... what's going on? They can't really be thinking ... about 
... about switching partners ... 

No one spoke. 

The record kept spinning. A different couple ... on another bed began to 
make love, the sound boosted, so that the slithering sounds of caressing 
hands were audible; then a man's voice came through the speakers, "Suck it 
... good ... baby!" Against the background of the drums, there was the 
obscenely lewd sounds of a moistly sucking mouth. 

"Goddamn ... that's unbelievable!" Lee groaned. 

Paul knew it was time. It was now ... or never ... 

"Well ... Lee ... what do you think? Do you want me to ... try to satisfy 
Rita ... for a change? She looks like she could use a good ride!" 

Suddenly, Lee Rim realized that the burden of decision was going to be his. 
Christ ... I didn't figure on this! 

"You mean ... switch wives for the night ... Paul?" 

"Yeah ... that's what I had in mind ... and the way I figure it ... we're 
all sort of mismatched sexually! By what you've said ... I gather Rita wants 
more ... than you can give her ... and Nora's just the opposite with me ... 
I never can seem to get enough fucking from her ... so it makes sense 
doesn't it ... to get matched up ... ?" 

It was impossible! Nora heard ... but couldn't believe. To her, it seemed as 
though her marriage ... the very sanctity of it was being bargained away ... 
and she was not even being asked. 

"Paul! Wh-What are you saying ... ? 

That's ... monstrous!" 

Her husband turned his head, slightly, toward her, still keeping one eye on 
Rita. "I know exactly what I'm saying ... and it's nothing but the realistic 
truth!" He swiveled back to regard his friend, Lee. "What do you say to 
giving it a try?" 

A quick agony of indecision knifed through Lee Rim. He frowned and his 
gray-green eyes looked out and around at them, almost painfully. 

"Damn ... I don't know, Paul ... I think it's got to be agreeable to 
everybody! I can only speak for myself ... in a way ... and I'm for it ... 
if everybody else is ... " Lee knew he was hedging ... But God ... I don't 
want to make a decision like this ... if I say yes ... that's okay ... for 
Paul and Rita ... But what about Nora ... she's against it ... it seems ... 

"I'll n-never agree ... to something like this! It's sordid ... and cheap!" 
Nora insisted. God! She had to stand her ground ... protect herself ... her 
marriage! 

Rita had been following the conversation only partially. She was listening 
to the inner, sexual workings of her body ... and it was her body in control 
... that spoke and acted for her. She knew what her body wanted: It was 
Paul's big cock! She flung herself down the couch toward her husband, her 
arms going tightly around him, holding him close. 

"Lee ... darling ... " she choked, "you know how much I love you ... but all 
of a sudden ... this seems right ... for me ... for us! I want to ... try it 
... and see if it'll ... " 

A great, wracking sob burst from Nora's lips. She was on her feet, her face 
contorted with helpless anger. 

"Not with m-my husband ... !" She was almost hysterical. Her wild eyes bored 
into her husband's. "Paul ... darling ... you really can't mean it ... ?" 
she sobbed. 

His answer was quick and honest. "I most certainly do mean it ... every word 
of it!" 

"Lee!" Rita, threatened. "I'll do it ... anyway ... whether you say it's 
okay ... or not!" She looked at Paul Quinn through her mounting passion and 
added, " ... That is ... if Paul wants to do it to me!" 

"You know I do ... baby!" Paul declared. 

"But ... what about Nora ... ?" Lee asked. "She's still ... against it!" He 
knew what he wanted, too ... but if they were going to go into this, he 
wanted it to be a clean swap. Hell ... it'd be no good ... unless Nora's 
ready and willing! 

"She doesn't know what she wants!" Paul ground out. He was getting tired of 
waiting ... and talking. What he wanted was action! 

"Then ... to hell with her!" Rita shot out. "I know what I want ... and I'm 
going to get it!" 

The dark-haired wife of Lee Rim came off the couch, fast, crossing the 
short, intervening space to where Paul sat ... waiting. She went down to her 
knees in front of him, her trembling hands reaching out to his crotch. 
Swiftly, she worked the zipper of his fly, reached in and brought out his 
hardened, massive cock; then, holding it in her tiny hand, her fingers not 
able to encompass its girth, she claimed it for herself. "And ... here it 
is!" She threw down the challenge. 

Wide-eyed, completely disbelieving what she saw, Nora gasped aloud, as she 
moved, cat-like, now, toward the other woman. She was ready to fight, 
physically, to preserve her marriage. "Why ... you ... !" 

At that instant, Lee grabbed her, holding her tight, to keep her from 
attacking his wife. 

"Let me go!" she wailed. "I'll scratch her eyes out!" 

As he turned her, away, he grunted over his shoulder at Rita and Paul, "This 
is crazy ... and stupid ... but you two had better clear out of here!" 
Christ! There'll be no stopping them! They're like a pair of rutting animals 
... and they'd be fucking each other in the middle of the floor ... right in 
front of us! 

Rita scrambled to her feet and made for the hallway, leading to the bedroom 
wing of the house. Paul followed. Looking back, he told Lee, mournfully, 
feeling a twinge of conscience at leaving his friend in such a situation, 
while he went off to a bedroom ... to fuck that same friend's wife ... 
"Damnit ... Lee ... it wasn't supposed to work ... like this ... !" 

"Get the hell out of here ... before I change my mind!" Lee growled. 

"The little ... b-bitch!" Nora screamed. "She doesn't have any right ... to 
... to my husband!" 

Paul disappeared into the hallway after Rita, and Lee Rim gripped Paul's 
beautiful, blonde-haired wife by the shoulders and shook her, soundly. She 
was crying a full stream, now, hysterically. 

"Listen, Nora!" he gritted. "We can't do anything to stop them! They 
would've been on the floor ... in about two minutes!" 

Her sobs began to subside, and he led her to the couch, keeping her tight in 
his encircling arms, the long playing record was still going. Again, the 
sounds of wetly slapping flesh, the groan of the bed and the moans of the 
participants came through the speakers to them. 

"W-Will you please turn that off ... Lee?" she asked. 

"Yes ... if you really want me to ... 

"I don't want to hear ... a-any more ot that awful thing!" she choked. "It's 
horrible! 

 Chapter Five 

Rita Rim's husband asked with a grin, "Did it arouse you ... ?" 

"N-No!" she lied. 

"I was hoping it had, because you know what's going to happen ... don't 
you?" 

She shook her head, negatively, forgetting, temporarily, the position she 
had been forced into, as her husband, Paul, and Lee's wife had gone off to 
occupy a bed, together. 

"It's very simple! Your husband is fucking my wife ... and I'm going to ... 
fuck you!" 

"N-No ... you can't! I-I won't let you!" 

"You don't have a choice ... you know!" he said with firmness. 

Lee took her, solidly, in his arms, his lips finding hers, soft and 
delectable, salty from her tears. He kissed her hard, his tongue forcing its 
way through the barrier of her lips and teeth, then darting inside her mouth 
to probe and savor. She tried to escape him, attempting to squirm her head 
aside ... to draw her head far back, but he followed, keeping his mouth 
tightly welded to hers. She wanted to scream. It was impossible. Futilely, 
she struggled in his arms, but he held her immobile and helpless. 

The inexorable sounds of recorded sexual intercourse still came booming 
through the speakers, the increased tempo telling of another climax coming 
to the unseen couple. Nora couldn't help hearing it. She couldn't filter it 
out ... neither could she deny her building sexual arousal. It was there ... 
a reality in her! Sharp, searing sensations slashed, mercilessly, at her 
unwanting loins, and she could feel the warmth of the moisture that exuded 
from her pussy's readying walls. 

Gradually, against her will, his lips and tongue ignited a slow fuse in her; 
it became erotic, the sexy sensations pervading her whole body, as now, his 
hands began to roam, caressingly, over her svelte curves. Then, one of his 
hands found the fullness of a mounding breast, and she felt the tiny, coral 
nipple come to erect hardness under his taunting fingers, through the 
fabrics of her clothing. 

She was a mass of sensual feelings, now. It was true that she was angry ... 
hurt and jealous . . . because of Rita's actions ... practically stealing 
her husband from her; however, there was something else: Rita's exultant 
claim of Paul's hard penis ... the bold, wanton way she had done it was sexy 
in the extreme ... and she was a little envious of the other woman's honest 
approach to her needs ... Then ... there was that sex record, still dinning 
in her ears. She couldn't seem to escape it ... as the couple, whose sex act 
had been recorded, came to explosive orgasm, the woman, again, screaming out 
her release. Unconsciously, Nora was there with her, on that unseen bed ... 
and her own breath became jerky ... uncontrolled. All of it ... the jokes, 
the sex record ... the discussion about swapping, , the argument she had 
lost ... and now, Lee's voracious, deep-kissing tongue and mouth, his 
caressing hands all combined to throw a net over her ... and she was trapped 
in a seemingly unbreakable web of ecstatic sensations that coursed, 
chargingly, through her, promising her complete rapture. All she had to do 
was follow the dictates of her sexually aroused body ... But I can't ... let 
him ... just do it to me ... ! If I give in ... I'll be no better than Rita! 
She's shameless ... the little bitch! 

There was a few moments of silence from the stereo console, as the automatic 
changer cycled, and the record began over, again, at the beginning. Oh, that 
horrid record ... it's starting, again! The sounds beat against her ... and 
became a part of her. She was that unknown, unseen woman, who lay beneath a 
man, taking his cock deep into her cunt ... while sound engineers made a 
recording of all that transpired ... 

Then, she was kissing Lee Rim back; her tongue was a live snake in his 
mouth, as she darted it between his lips, now, to search, probingly, 
savoring the sweet-sour taste of his mouth. She began to relax into his 
arms, and her tongue flicked in and out of his mouth in subconscious signal 
to him of her readiness, as uncontrollably, her desire flamed higher and 
higher, with each passing moment. 

Her high-held principles ... all the things she had believed in, were being 
wrenched out of place, as her body began to dominate her completely. 

Maneuvering her body around, Lee laid her down on the couch. He looked down 
at her and hissed, "You're changing your mind ... after all, I see ... !" 

She looked around, surprised to find herself stretched out, on her back, 
with Lee looking down at her with lewd anticipation. 

"No ... oh, no ... let me up!" She struggled to rise. 

"You know ... maybe Paul's right ... " he smiled crookedly at her, "you 
don't know what you want! Maybe ... it's time you got the full treatment!" 
He pushed her back down onto the couch, none too gently. " ... And we'll 
start by getting your clothes off! They get in the way!" 

"N-No ... I won't ... !" 

"Then ... I'll just have to rip them off!" He said it mildly enough, but 
there was a certain steely quality in his voice that stopped further 
objection. 

She tried, once again. "You ... wouldn't ... ?" 

"Try me ... and see ... !" He reached for the front of her dress. 

"I'll ... d-do it ... " she choked, shrinking away from him. 

Lee Rim chortled to himself. Damn! It's working! He had only played a role, 
and she, somehow, had believed that he meant it! Maybe ... that's what she's 
needed all along ... somebody to dominate her ... and just not physically 
... her mind has to be directed ... too! 

Docilely, she submitted to being undressed, her garments coming off, one by 
one, until she was completely naked, her beautiful body exposed, to his 
lewdly avid gaze. 

"Damn me ... you're absolutely luscious!" His eyes roamed over her, almost 
raping her. Then, he ordered. "You can' get my clothes off ... now!" 

Nora hastened to obey. She didn't know why she was doing his bidding ... but 
there was something in his masterful way he went about it. Somehow, it 
excited her ... made her want to do it ... and all the while, in the 
background, persistently, was the record spinning on the stereo console, its 
sounds of raw sex seeming to permeate her whole consciousness. 

Now, only his shorts remained, and she hesitated, her eyes locked, 
staringly, at the huge bulge in them. She didn't want to take that final 
step toward releasing his penis; it meant she was just that much closer to 
the time he would ... Oh, God! She didn't want to think about it ... as 
momentarily, her rational mind functioned, again. What am I-I doing .. ? 

"Strip my shorts off ... too!" he told her firmly. 

She did it! 

Her eyes widened in disbelief. She knew her husband, Paul, had a big one ... 
long and thick, but Lee's lanced out massive and solid from his lean belly 
... longer and thicker, yet! His hand went down to it to stroke back the 
heavy foreskin, revealing the shiny, blood-filled head. 

"You'll know you've been fucked ... when I shove this in your tight, little 
cunt ... !" he taunted. 

"Oh ... !" she gasped. "No!" 

Nora knew she was trapped. There didn't seem to be any way out for her. In a 
few minutes (as she visualized it), Lee would be on top of her, kissing, 
biting, fondling, caressing ... and shoving that monstrous thing into her, 
as she lay under him, helpless ... defenseless ... but she would resist him, 
every step of the way. He could do what he wanted to do with her ... but she 
wouldn't have to like it! It was her last vestige of rational thought. 

She had never been so wrong! 

The completely unexpected happened! Lee hadn't planned it ... or even 
thought about it; he did it on the spur of the moment ... and Nora was 
caught by surprise. 

Standing on the stereo console was a vase in which there was a clutch of 
vari-colored, fluffy, decorative feathers. He removed one, held it in his 
hand behind him and came back to the couch. 

"Lie down ... and relax, doll!" he told her. "Your treatment's about to 
begin!" 

She obeyed, keeping her thighs clamped tightly together. 

Then, her body jerked, involuntarily, at the light, tickling touch of 
something that moved, inch by tormenting inch, up the smooth, sensitive 
groove, between her tight-pressed thighs. She gaped down to see that Lee 
held a bright red feather in his hand. It was that she had felt. 

He grinned down at her, lewdly, as he continued to tease her with the soft, 
curling tip of it, dragging it ever so slowly along the ivory columns of her 
trembling thighs. Instinctively, one of her hands darted to her genitals to 
protect them. She knew, instantly, the havoc that feather would play with 
her. If it ever touched her there ... My God! 

"I thought you'd like something different!" he growled, catching her hand 
and holding it away from his target in his own strong-fingered hand. 

"It's like a ... torture!" she moaned. "Please ... d-don't do it ... to me!" 

"Not really ... it'll be more like rapture ... so you might as well enjoy 
it!" he asserted. "Now ... open your legs!" 

"No! I-I won't ... let you ... use that ... on me!" 

"Oh! You like things the hard way ... then?!" 

Lee released her hand, and with both his hands on her knees, he forced her 
legs wide apart, forcefully ... rather enjoying the hard, cave-man role in 
which he had cast himself. 

"Okay ... you little bitch! If that's what you want ... to be forced ... 
I'll force you! You're going to get fucked so hard ... you'll remember it 
... from now on!" 

Holding her quivering, softly smooth thighs apart with one hand, he began, 
again, to titillate her naked flesh with the tormenting feather. Nora moaned 
in humiliation, as a feeling of helplessness overcame her. She clapped her 
hands over her face, covering her eyes, to shield herself from having to 
watch, as she was so ashamed of what was happening to her. 

Nora groaned aloud as the tantalizingly light edges of the feather in his 
hands traced tiny circles on the satiny, sensitive skin of her inner thighs, 
going, briefly, into the hollows on either side of her delicate, fleshy cunt 
lips. She wanted to scream in objection to the tormentingly erotic torture 
he was committing ... but Lee's seemingly sudden change to meanness and 
dominating "force frightened her. She didn't want him to become violent! He 
might hurt her! She stifled the scream as it was born in her throat. Oh! 
OOOoooh! My God! 

If he had just crawled on top of her ... and started pounding his big cock 
into her, she could have coped with it;.. by denying it ... denying herself 
... but the feather! That was something else ... and he had hardly touched 
her, otherwise ... . yet, her rising passion spiraled ... out of her 
control. 

The feather, in his hand, moved, relentlessly, and now it was going into the 
pulsating, coraline furrow of her pussy, until it was between the golden, 
softly hair-ringed lips of her cunt. She gasped, involuntarily, as it 
generated powerful, electric sensations that arced, flashingly, in her 
unwanting loins. , He twisted the fluffiness of the feather around and 
around, dipping it every now and then between the throbbing, inner petals, 
which had begun to flower open with the engorgement-of trapped blood; as he 
watched, he saw them quiver with excitement and begin to turn to an even 
darker hue of purplish pink. Her body cringed and shivered with lewd 
excitement ... and she tried to screw her hips down into the soft cushions 
of the couch to escape it. Never ... never had she experienced such a lewd, 
sexy ... sensually exciting sensation! OOOOooooh! That feather ... ! He'll 
drive me ... cr-crazy ... with it! 

Panting, now, in short, sharp gasps, she could feel it, clearly, as he 
thrust it, twirlingly, in and out of her sensate cuntal passage, igniting 
ecstatic fires of desire she had never known. The sensations leaped and 
flared in her nerve endings like a forest fire, racing out of control before 
a gale-force wind, destroying everything in its path. She was sure that the 
innocent feather he wielded was a devastatingly destructive tool of cruel 
torture ... and that it would be the source of her complete moral collapse. 
Then ... there'll be nothing left! 

She tried to fight back against the rising tide of excitement in her loins, 
attempting to deny the existence of the rapture she was feeling ... just as 
she had learned to deny the presence of a rapacious cock plundering her 
cunt. 

But she was helpless in the face of that relentless feather. Unconsciously, 
uncontrollably, her hips began to undulate under her, inscribing tiny, lewd 
circles of salacious desire. Suddenly, she became acutely aware of the 
heated moisture in her cunt. Viscid fluids exuded, copiously, from the 
readying walls of her vagina, oozing in droplets of moist slipperiness into 
the pink, throbbing slit of her womanhood. Nature had prepared her, 
generously, for the entrance of a long and thick, ecstasy-producing cock ... 
one not her husband's but his best friend's ... No! God no! I don't want 
that! I-I can't go through with this! It's horrible ... insane! 

"Oh, My God ... Lee! P-Please! I can't stand ... any more! Pleeeeeeaaasse!" 
she begged in utter humiliation. 

But, Lee wouldn't stop ... yet; he twirled the feather farther up through 
the furrow of her cringing cunt, the teasing tip of it sliding, finally, 
upward through the sparse, golden ring of pubic hair to the erect, throbbing 
clitoris that peeped out from its protective crevice of flesh. He brushed 
it, tormentingly, up and down the short length of -the miniature phallus, 
concentrating on the sensitive triangle of its tumescent head. 

Again, Nora choked back a scream ... but this time it was a scream of utter 
rapture she stifled. No! She wouldn't allow him the pleasure of knowing ... 
that he had won ... that he had subjugated her with a tiny, insignificant 
fluff of a dyed feather! 

It played there for only a few moments, then as quickly as it had come to 
her nerve-rich clitoris, the lust-inciting feather was gone, and she felt it 
dragging, lightly, up through the silky, softly curling golden hair of her 
genital triangle, on up across her abdomen and over her flat belly to dip, 
twirlingly, playfully, into her navel. Then, reversing itself, it moved out 
on a diagonal to the hollow of a groin. With a broad sweep, it was suddenly 
on her breasts, orbiting them in a figure-eight pattern that grew smaller 
and smaller as it moved up the mounding contours of her smooth, white 
breasts ... up and up to the crowning cones of her cameo-pink, erectile 
nipples. Oh! OOOooohhh ... that feels so good ... but I won't be able ... to 
hold out. much longer ... or I'll go mad! God ... why doesn't he just shove 
his big ... cock in me ... and start fucking me with it? Then, she realized 
what she had thought. She had never, consciously, spoken those words, before 
... even to herself ... but they had come, readily, to her mind ... just 
now! Why ... Why ... did I do ... that? I've never ... 

Mewlings and whimperings of fully unleashed desire began to come from her 
lips, in an unceasing stream of unintelligible throat-sounds, as the feather 
in Lee's hand, still damp from the moistness of her cunt, spun in ever 
smaller circles, until it revolved around only one of her hardened nipples, 
playing on the areola, first, then on the pink, erect column of the nipple 
itself. Her breasts tingled and swelled with the lascivious sensations that 
burned in them ... seeming to spread, warmly, through her whole body. 

Her shame and humiliation was almost too much to bear. There was yet another 
feeble attempt to fight against what was happening to her, as her mind 
issued a warning ... but it was too late. Her body had won; its wants and 
desires had triumphed over her reasoning mind ... and she moved her 
shoulders to jiggle her breasts, lewdly, against the tantalizing torment of 
the feather. She wanted more and more of it. The battle was lost! The 
question really was: who would win the war? 

Even as she fought against it, expending the last of her reasoning mind's 
ammunition, she was aware of the painfully throbbing ache in her loins ... 
an ache that she knew, now, had only one cure. The moisture there in her 
cunt made her even more expectant, anticipation rising, excitedly, as she 
thought of the relief that would be hers in the thrusting plunges of Lee's 
lust-hardened cock. Every fibre of her being was screaming for fulfillment 
... for release in a soaringly complete orgasm. There was no question in her 
mind, at that point, as to whether he would fuck her or not. She wanted him 
to do it ... and the sooner the better! 

Pride, self-respect and reason had battled, ineffectually to gain control of 
her sensuously writhing body ... and had lost; now, she was forced to see 
herself as she really was. The image she had finally drawn was of a young, 
middle-class housewife, starved for love ... for sex, without knowing it, 
because she denied her own sensual, vibrant body its true sexuality ... a 
body that wanted love and life but never exposed to either. Then she was 
catapaulted, suddenly, into a situation with which she couldn't cope ... and 
before she knew what was happening to her, she had been thrown into the arms 
of her husband's best friend ... 

Now ... she lay on her own couch ... while a feather in Lee Rim's hand was 
teasing, sensually, at the taut nipples of her full, swelling breasts, a 
slave to him ... to her building passions. He was torturing her, erotically, 
arousing her to full sexual response, subjugating her to his will as lewdly 
obscene fires flamed in her loins. 

She had fought it ... but her mind had deserted the field, leaving her body 
the victor. So ... why struggle ... against a gift freely given ... the gift 
of wanton, uninhibited sex pleasure? Come! Enjoy to the fullest, she was 
bidden ... and suddenly she realized the foolishness of further struggle. 
The rewards for not struggling were the greater! 

Caressingly, her hands drifted to the magnificently sculpted mounds of her 
breasts; not knowing why, she cupped them upward, kneading and massaging and 
involuntarily pressing their beautiful firm ripeness upward from her 
quivering body, offering the demanding flesh to be taunted and tantalized 
with yet more of the lewd, exciting sensations to which she thrilled. Her 
erect, sensitive nipples throbbed with delight ... wanting more and more ... 
of everything! 

As Nora's confused mind retreated, releasing her body from conscious control 
... liberating her to the total, depraved enjoyment of the sensual yearnings 
of her love-starved body, she was disappointed to feel the taunting tip of 
the feather leave her throbbing, aching breasts ... but it was a short-lived 
frustration, as she felt it trace a sensuous path down through the gently 
perspiring valley between the white, full mounds of her breasts. It moved, 
inexorably downward, down, down, and down, until it arrived, again, at the 
pulsatingly expectant furrow of her cunt. 

She gasped with sheer rapture, as it brushed, lightly, through the golden 
curls of her pubic triangle, pausing, momentarily, to pirouette up and down 
the short length of her hotly pulsating clitoris. She almost screamed with 
frustration when it didn't stay there; instead it danced on down to the 
moist, palpitating portal of her cunt, where it probed, in and out, 
experimentally. With uncontrolled abandon, her hips undulated her loins 
against the curling, fluffy tip of the feather ... and she was sure that 
there was nothing in the world to equal the fiery, slashing sensations it 
produced ... until it moved on ... down farther, to run in tight circles 
around the brown, nakedly exposed ring of her anus! Her full, rounded 
buttocks jerked convulsively, as the tip of the feather nestled in against 
the clasping, rubbery flesh of her rear passage. 

"OOOOOOoooooohhhh!" she moaned, ecstatically. The sensations the feather 
produced were unbelievable. "Oh, God! Stop! Lee ... please ... stop! I-I 
can't take any more of it!" 

Lee paid no attention. He crouched over her loins plying the red feather, 
watching as she raised her hips up to it, her anus, seemingly, wanting to 
claim the teasing feather for its own. Goddamn! She's really getting hot ... 
! Almost hot enough to fuck! ... I can hardly wait to get my cock into that 
cute little cunt ... but I want to make sure she's ready ... for anything 
... ! 

His big cock throbbed, achingly, and he was aware that it had been jerking, 
spasmodically, squeezing a tiny rivulet of clear, viscous lubricant from the 
slitted tip. It wasn't necessary to hold her legs apart, now, as she was 
spreading them wider, herself, her loins searching upward, undulantly, for 
the feather in his hand. 

It was her brain, feeling the overload, that craved release from the 
torment, demanding relief of the frustration of an ecstasy sustained for too 
long a time ... but her lust-crazed body demanded more and yet more of the 
erotically sadistic tantalization of her loins. 

Letting go of her legs, Lee reached down with his free hand to grasp the 
shaft of his throbbing cock. He milked the foreskin back, revealing the 
purplish, lust-inflated cock-head. With his thumb, he spread the viscid 
lubricant over the broad tip ... while his other hand kept the feather 
moving, as he searched out her clitoris, again. Her super-charged nerves 
could take no more of it. 

"Stop! OOooh, God ... STOP! S-T-O-P!!" she screamed. "No more ... please? NO 
MORE!!!" 

"Do you want me to ... fuck you ... now?" he asked with a chuckle. 

"Y-Yes ... oh yes ... please! I'll do a-anything ... you want ... but please 
... I-I can't take any more ... of that feather!" Nora moaned. 

Lee grinned his satisfaction. She is ready ... to do anything ... 
everything, now! I can do whatever I want to to her ... and she wouldn't 
object! 

The agonizing torment was suddenly gone from her frustrated cunt, leaving 
her breathless ... and she slowly relaxed down into the cushions of the 
couch feeling a flooding sense of relief that it was all over ... finally. 
The sadistically teasing feather had raised her to the highest pitch of 
sexual excitement she had ever experienced ... now she began to wallow in a 
depressing sense of shame, as she realized that in her desperation she had 
told Lee that he could do anything he wanted to her. God! I've crossed ... 
completely, to the other side ... I-I actually agreed to ... to let him ... 
my husband's best friend ... fuck me! And, that's what I really want! I want 
him to shove that beautifully hard cock of his ... in my cunt ... and fuck 
me ... ! And this time, she was somehow no longer horrified ... as she 
thought of it in basic terms. 

Lee tossed the feather aside; it had served its purpose! 

"But, you did like it ... didn't you?" 

"Like it ... ?! It was horrible ... frustrating!" she moaned in complaint. 

"So ... now you're ready ... for anything ... and I've just decided not to 
fuck you ... yet!" 

A bombshell of disappointment and frustration exploded inside her. After all 
this ... he's not going to .,. fuck me! Oh ... no! He can't mean it! 

Nora groaned aloud, and she ground her hips, undulantly under her. "I-I 
can't wait ... any longer, Lee, darling! I've got to have it ... now!" 

"Not yet, doll! I told you that I was going to give you the full treatment 
... remember? Well ... the best part's yet to come!" His lewd smile spread 
across his face as he anticipated his next humiliating ... degrading act. 

Standing to his feet, suddenly, he grasped her ankles and hauled her, 
bodily, down the couch, until her hips rested on the low, sloping arm. As he 
positioned her, he grunted, "Grab that throw pillow and put it under the 
small of your back!" 

She did his bidding, quickly. 

Then, he knelt at the end of the couch, his head dropping down, until it 
hung just above her softly pulsing vaginal opening. Grasping the under sides 
of her knees, he spread her thighs wide and draped her knees up over his 
shoulders. Damn! He'd never seen a cuter, tighter ... or lovelier little 
pussy. Avidly, he gaped down at the pink, narrow slit. Viscous moisture 
oozed in tiny rivulets from her open cunt lips. God! She's more than ready! 

Nora looked down at him, through the narrow valley of her full, mounding 
breasts, her eyes crazed with a lust she had never known. She could feel the 
palms of his hands, hot against the quivering, tender flesh of her inner 
thighs, as he held them wide apart. 

Suddenly, she knew his intentions ... and she wanted it ... too! She had the 
insane desire to open her legs even wider, to allow him full access to her 
throbbing pussy. After the agony of the feather ... to be licked there ... 
would be a piece of pure heaven. It's crazy! Everything's turned upside 
down! To think ... I've never let my own husband do it ... and now I'm ready 
... and willing ... to let Lee ... I-lick me ... or suck me ... or whatever 
he wants to do! 

Watching him, she felt a fascination tinged with exultant anticipation ... 
and a small dash of horror. She was actually going to let him do it! Her 
mind had still not accepted the treason of her body. Everything she had 
believed in was being destroyed. Slowly, Lee Rim's sandy-blond head came 
down over the golden-haired mound of her loins ... and she moaned with the 
ecstasy of her joyful anticipation. She wanted it! God! How badly she wanted 
it! 

"AAAaaauuuuugggh!" she moaned, and her body jerked, uncontrollably, as his 
moist, heated lips made searing contact with her hotly pulsating vaginal 
orifice. Images were blurred ... sounds were muffled ... and her heart 
pounded out of control, as he planted lewd, moist kisses on the tingling 
opening of her sensation-filled cunt. 

Still playing on the stereo was the record Paul had started. The second 
couple was on, now, and the man's recorded voice had just ordered the woman 
to suck his cock. Dimly, Nora thought about it: OOooh ... I wonder ... if 
Lee's full treatment ... means he'll make me do that ... suck on his ... his 
cock? Somehow, the prospect of it was almost attractive. Oh God, I couldn't 
do that! Then, she forgot it, as she became totally involved with what was 
happening to her ... there ... down below ... between her open legs ... 
where Lee's mouth was causing all those wonderful sensations ... 

Her own hands moved with sensual knowledge up over the twin mounds of her 
swelling, white breasts, her fingers teasing the erect, throbbing nipples, 
for a moment, before they slipped, slowly, down over the flat plane of her 
belly, coming to rest, at last, in her groin, on either side of Lee's 
slaving mouth. 

Caressingly, her fingers stroked herself there, from the flexing hollows of 
her inner thighs upward to the fleshy, hair-ringed lips of her sensate 
piissy, kneading and massaging all around them ... until she could wait no 
longer. Slowly, then, wanting more than anything else in the world to do it, 
she spread the pink, moist lips of her cunt with her fingertips, pulling 
them to either side to allow his voracious mouth the complete liberty of her 
most secret being. It was something she felt she had to do! She wanted to 
give all of herself ... to him ... now! ... And ... she wanted everything 
... in return! 

She was moaning, incessantly, with desire. She pressed her elbows in tight 
to her ribs as she reached down to pull her cunt's lips apart for him. Her 
blonde hair was in moist disarray, her head flailing from side to side, 
helplessly. She experienced unbridled rapture, as his agile, searing tongue 
darted out, its soft tip searching for her palpitant clitoris. 
Tantalizingly, she felt his lips suck the tiny, erectile bud into his mouth, 
while his tongue licked at it maddeningly ... without let-up ... no mercy. 
Unashamedly, now, she groaned out her ecstatic pleasure, mewling and purling 
with each new searching exploration of his tongue on her overheated cunt. 
Slowly, he worked his mouth up and down the narrow length of her moist, 
sex-hungry furrow, starting at her lower belly and moving with steady, 
licking pressure on down to the flowered out opening of her hungrily 
clasping vagina. He stabbed his long tongue into her and moved it in circles 
just inside the thin, vertical mouth, for several long moments, before it 
traveled down, again ... down into the crease of her hollowing buttocks, 
stopping to probe, teasingly, at the tight puckered ring of her anus. Her 
hips ground, wildly, into his face, begging for more of the same. 

"Oh! OOoohh! OOOooohhh! Myyyyy Gooooooddd!" she moaned. "Don't ... do ... 
that ... to meeeee!" 

Nora's constant moans only drove his tongue faster and faster. He wanted her 
begging to be fucked ... when he was ready to shove his big, aching cock 
into her. She was already more than ready, he knew ... and he wanted her 
that way ... practically ready to cum; then, he would be able to bring her 
to a multiple orgasm. He liked it that way! She will ... too! 

Suddenly she reached out to entangle her fingers in Lee's sandy-blond mop of 
hair, guiding his mouth directly to the palpitating portal of her cuntal 
passage. She pulled him in tight between her widespread thighs, in close 
contact. 

Obligingly, he plunged his long tongue into the moist, heated vaginal 
opening, flicking his tongue in and out, then withdrawing it to trace, 
erotically, around the ragged, coraline edges. 

With lust-crazed strangth, she pulled him in closer, yet, pressing his mouth 
tight to the throbbing, demanding hole. His lips ovaled to cover the 
clasping, palpitant orifice, and his tongue began to thrust deeply into her 
in imitation of a fucking cock. A low, animal-like moan came from deep in 
her heaving chest, as her warm, trembling thighs closed, convulsively around 
either side of his head. 

He could feel the moist, satiny flesh of the walls of her cunt as they 
slipped, moistly, around his extended tongue, and the lining tissues of her 
vagina seemed to clasp and unclasp in a tiny, sucking action of its own, as 
though her cunt were attempting to pull his lingual member deeper and deeper 
into its moist, warm depths. Her heels dug in hard against his crouching 
back to push him down harder into the fleshy "V" of her wide-splayed thighs. 
Christ! He could just barely breathe! His nose was mashed tight to the 
erectly quivering bud of her clitoris, above, and his tongue, below, drove 
into her, wildly. Goddamn! It was inciting his cock to a throbbing hardness 
that told him he couldn't wait much longer, himself. Never before had he 
been able to hold himself back this long. He had to get into her pretty soon 
... or he would be spewing his spunk all over the whole damned place! 

Paul's wife's body was lost ... consumed in the fires of her desire that 
raged, sensuously, in her. Every fiber of her being was attuned to the 
sex-sensations that arced, blindingly, flashingly across her nerve endings 
... And her muscles strained and tensed, as she shoved her hips, undulantly, 
up toward the excitation of the maddening probing of his tongue into her 
demanding cunt. It was magnificent! It was beautiful beyond compare ... 
beyond her wildest imagination. It was from out of this world: First, the 
tantalizing feather ... and now, his licking tongue ... his sucking mouth 
was bringing her sex-pleasure she had never known existed. 

Uncontrollably, Nora writhed and squirmed under the insanely licking tongue 
of Lee Rim, until she thought she would go mad from the sheer ecstasy he was 
inciting in her love-starved cunt. Her heart was a run-away trip-hammer in 
her chest, pounding there beneath her breasts, as she watched him, her 
fingers laced behind his head, now, trying to pull the ecstatic torment of 
his tongue even deeper into her flowered-open vaginal orifice. 

God! It had gone on and on ... for too long ... and she hoped it would never 
stop. Suddenly, it did. She looked down at Lee in surprise, as he pushed 
himself back and away from her, breaking the grip of her hands laced across 
the back of his head. 

"Okay! Honey, I'm ready to fuck you!" It was a statement of fact. 

For Nora, it was her moment of truth. She had known it was going to happen 
... that it had to happen ... but now, was the time; it had arrived, and 
there was a fragment of reserve resistance left to her. She lay there as if 
paralyzed, her eyes staring at him, trying to understand, as his obscene 
statement ricocheted, s excitingly, inside her skull. There had to be one 
shred of her integrity left her! 

"C-Can't you just keep licking m-me ... ?" she suggested. 

"No! You're going to take my cock in your cunt ... now!" Lee said firmly, 
standing to his feet and coming over her, where she lay with her hips 
elevated on the arm of the couch, his hips sliding into the acute angle of 
her thighs. "So ... take it in your hand ... and put it in that hot, little 
pussy of yours!" 

She groaned at what she thought was the final degradation. Her body quaked 
with both need and shame ... but her hand reached out, in uncontrolled 
obedience to his words, to pause only an inch away. She stared in dismay at 
the monstrous shaft of hardened flesh, the cock-head fiery red and 
glistening ... and she balked, her head shaking, her unwillingness to go 
that final distance. 

"Do it ... Goddamn it! Take my cock in your hand and put it in ... now!" he 
roared. "OOoohh ... God!" she moaned. "I can't!" "Now ... I said!" She did 
it! 

Her hand grasped Lee's long and thick cock, and she guided it to the moist, 
throbbing hole of her cunt, using the bulbous cock-head to part the full, 
fleshy lips of her pussy. She reeled with both fear and anticipation. 

Flexing his hips, as he stood leaning over her, Lee drove his aching cock 
straight into her with one long, slithering thrust. It gored into her with 
the force of a rutting bull. 

"AAAAAaaaaaaoooooouuuuuugggh!" Nora screamed, as his thick, blood-engorged 
prick speared up into the tight, resilient sheath of her pint, the full 
length and breadth of it racing far up into her belly, until she felt his 
heavy, sperm-laden balls, smack, heavily, up against the soft, upturned 
cheeks of her fear-clenched buttocks. Oh ... God! He's bigger than I-l 
thought! A lot bigger than Paul ... ! She didn't dare move. He might split 
her in two with it! He had stuffed her full of cock ... and her vagina felt 
raw from the brutal force of his entry. She thought she could feel every 
wrinkle in the surface skin of his massive cock as it lay sunk deep in her 
belly like an unpeeled log. 

For a moment, he held it in her, immobile, as his breath came raspy in his 
throat; then, deep inside her, he flexed it hard, his cock lurching deeper 
into her another fraction of an inch. 

He held himself above her, not moving yet, as Paul's wife began to mewl, 
helplessly, beneath him, and he asked her, "Do you want me ... to fuck you 
... now?" 

"Oh, God ... y-yes! I've waited so long ... !" 

Nora stared up at him in utter disbelief. This was the final humiliation, 
then! Her hips were already grinding up to him, wanting his big cock to 
start pounding in and out of her ... but he was withholding it ... making 
her beg for it! 

"Please ... do it ... to me ... Lee!" she pleaded. 

"Not that way! Ask me to fuck you!" he ordered. 

She wanted it ... needed it! Nothing else mattered ... now! 

"OOoohh! Y-yes! I-I want you ... to fuck me, Lee! Please ... fuck me! I've 
got to have your cock in my cunt ... fucking me ... now!" she moaned, 
feeling herself completely subjugated. There was nothing left ... no pride 
... no morals, nothing but the thick pulsing cock of Lee Rim sunk deep up 
inside her now hungrily demanding vagina. 

As he began to rock above her, using short smooth strokes, Nora's body 
reacted of its own free will. Her complete surrender to the lewd pleasures 
of sex caused further thrills of salacious excitement to spiral the length 
of her body, from the tips of her toes to the crown of golden hair on her 
head; then, as she felt the easy tempo of his thrusting cock, she moaned 
wetly up into his mouth and ground her buttocks hotly up to him, countering 
him, fucking him back, with all her strength. Her lovely face was contorted 
with the sweet agony of her passion, as wantonly, she tried to give back as 
much as she was getting. 

Suddenly, her body convulsed, and she began to climax. Waves of spasmodic 
ecstasy swept over her, and she lay quietly, under him, as he continued to 
plunge in and out of her. 

"AAAAAAaaaaaauuuuuugggggghhhhhh!" she screamed. "I'm cuuuummmmmmmmiiiii 
nnnnngggg!" 

Lee grinned with satisfaction. "That's the first one!" he grpnted, 
increasing his pace and the length of his stroke. " ... But, I'm just going 
to keep on ... fucking you ... and you'll just keep cumming!" 

Then, he began to slam his cock into her with demon force, goring her with 
it and showing no mercy, tie was drawing his thick, heavy shaft out of her, 
almost all the way, then shoving it home in the moist sheath of her cunt, 
until his bloated balls smacked up hard against the sensitive, puckered 
orifice of her anus, in the crevice between her hollowing buttocks. His 
testicles ached with the mounting pressure ... the need to cum, and his head 
was light and dizzy with ever-increasing lust. Christ, I've got to cum ... 
pretty soon! 

He searched for one more erotically inciting thing to do to her. He had to 
do something to make her cum one more time, at least ... before he came 
himself. He found it. She'll get almost the full treatment! 

Slipping his hand down over the smooth skin of her lasciviously gyrating 
buttocks, he used his finger to search out the tiny, crinkled hole that 
nestled there, unprotected. He felt the sharp intake of her breath and the 
involuntary jerk of her loins, as he found it, his finger circling it, 
teasingly. Moistening his finger in the rivulet of warm, viscous fluid that 
seeped from her cuntal opening, he taunted her tiny, sensitive rectal , 
mouth, sadistically, before making his move. 

"Now ... I'm going to shove my finger in your asshole!" he grunted, 
hoarsely. 

Nora had already divined his intentions. She struggled with her breathing, 
as vibrant, ecstatic sensations were born in her anew ... and she wanted it. 
She wanted to be subjected to his every lewdly vile whim. The very thought 
of it caused her to shiver with delight. 

"OOOOOooooooh, Y-Yesssssssss! I want it! I want you to shove your finger in 
me ... there!" 

"Where? Goddamn it! Where do you want it?" 

"I-In my ... asshole!" she trembled. 

Her body, after that first orgasm, had descended to a lower level of arousal 
... but now, prurient sensations soared in her, again ... and she knew that 
she would be able to cum, again! Never would she have thought it possible! 

Her head screamed with lustful exhilaration, as she accepted his final 
degrading act.,.. and his hardened, aching cock felt as though I would 
explode, before he ever squirted his curr into her cunt. With unnatural, 
mounting excitement, his finger fumbled, thrustingly, at the tight puckered 
ring of her anus, before he found it and pushed his finger into it, brutally 
... recklessly, feeling the soft, spongy walls give way rubberily before his 
assault. His finger had gone deep into her rectum, clear to the palm of his 
hand, in one forceful thrust. 

"OOOOOoooooohhhhh!" Nora gasped, painfully, as she was skewered by his 
finger and pounded, mercilessly, by his rampaging cock. 

Goddamn! He'd never had a fuck like this one! He was stimulated beyond all 
reason, his cock seeming to expand and grow harder with each passing moment. 
As she forced her heated cunt up and down his jack-hammering shaft, he 
rotated his finger in her back passage, then began to move it in and out in 
concert with his thundering cock. 

Beneath him, she moaned almost incessantly. Never had she felt such 
exquisite pleasure-pain in her whole life. Pain seemed to permeate her whole 
rectum from his finger moving inside the deep, rubbery warmth of it ... even 
as unbelievable rapture filled her belly. Then, the painful agony of his 
rectal entrance began to lessen, as she adjusted to its obscene presence, 
which suddenly added to the rapturous pleasure spiraling through her. She 
lifted her loins, undulantly, attempting to screw her throbbing anus back 
onto his finger, at the same time as she tried to absorb all of his 
wonderful cock into her pulsating, demanding cuntal sheath. 

Lee could barely contain his lust any longer. His balls ached with his need 
to cum, and he rammed into her upthrust pussy with insane fury. She had 
accepted his hotly worming finger in her back passage with-delight. He 
grinned, lewdly, as suddenly, he pulled his finger out, and instantly, 
thrust in two fingers, together. She screamed beneath him. That's what he 
wanted! He squirmed both fingers around deep inside the warm, spongy depths 
of her rectum, feeling his own cock plunging in and out of her through the 
thin tissues separating the twin passages of her loins. Slowly, then her 
first whimpers of pain subsided to be replaced by mewling moans of pure 
pleasure, as her rear entrance became accustomed to the lewd, unnatural 
invasion there. 

She had never known such insane ecstasy before, and now Nora began writhing 
and squealing in outright, wanton abandon under his double ravishment. She 
was so wild with desire she thought her mind would snap. 

Lee Rim, pounding into his best friend's wife, had reached the point where 
he feared he would go mad ... if he couldn't cum ... soon! God! It had to be 
..: now! He looked down to where his big cock was slipping smoothly in and 
out of her delectable cunt, concentrating his mind on the feel of the soft, 
hair-lined folds of her clasping passage as it seemed to cling to his 
furiously rampaging prick that was thrusting into her with pile-driving 
force. 

Desperately, he tried to think of something else he could do to her ... 
something that would humiliate and subjugate her even more ... and at the 
same time spur him on to completion. He couldn't think of anything to do ... 
unless they stopped. Hell ... there's no stopping now ... come hell or 
highwater! ... So, he snaked a hand down between them to the lips of her 
cunt and fondled them, bringing forth further moans from her, and he could 
feel the clutching muscles of her vagina as it sucked and massaged around 
the base of his steel-hard cock in its voracious desire to swallow all of 
his outsize length and breadth. 

With superhuman effort he tried to increase the tempo and deepen his 
jack-hammer thrusts, as she writhed and squirmed, wildly, beneath him, 
grinding up at his cock with feral, rutting energy, her legs jerking out to 
the side, her toes curling ... and he knew that she would come to her second 
orgasm ... soon! 

Harder and harder, he buffetted her, suddenly pulling his fingers from her 
back passage with a moist, obscene hissing sound. He came down on her, 
pressing her knees back, brutally, to bring the table of her magnificent 
loins higher and wider open to his almost inhuman plunges into her 
completely flowered open cunt. Damn! No woman's ever taken all ofme ... like 
she is! 

"Oh! OOoohh! oooooOOOOO hhhhhHHHHH!" Nora began to chant under him, her 
lovely face contorted with the intensity of her wild passion. 

Lee groaned and grunted, grinding hard and deep, in his effort to ram his 
giant staff as far into her as was humanly possible. His cock ached for 
quick release. Now! Now! Now! Beneath him he watched, as her breasts heaved 
and quivered, seeming to swell before his eyes, the nipples coning out into 
hard pink buds, drops of perspiration forming on her breasts to trickle into 
the valley between ... and there was a pink blush of passion on her 
alabaster breasts. 

... Then, suddenly, she was screaming, under him, as her body convulsed in 
orgasm for the second time. 

"OOOoooooh ... My ... God!" Her voice had an other-worldly quality of 
unreality. "I IIII IFmmmmmm cuuummmmmmmiiigggg ... again! 
AAAAaaaaaaauuuuugggghhhhh!" 

Deeper and faster, he pounded his cock into the moist depths of her cunt, 
using all of his strength ... and he felt her lurch under him and begin to 
spasm, wildly, the walls of her clinging, clasping pussy milking at his 
cock's head, feverishly, her breath coming in raspy, short gasps. 

He sensed the beginning of his ejaculation. The burning stream racing the 
full length of his cock to spew far up into the deep recesses of her vaginal 
vault, bringing him an almost never-ending, sweet ecstasy, as she ground her 
cunt up tight to him to absorb his length completely. 

Nora moaned aloud with her rapture. Her thighs quivered, and her belly 
quaked with the sheer pleasure he emptied, spurtingly, into her, filling the 
tightness of her hotly constricting belly to the brim. She had never known 
that such joy ever existed. She let her legs fall limp, shamelessly, as the 
euphoric waves of her release flooded through her body relaxing all of the 
built-up tension. I-I came ... twice ... 

Now, suddenly ... all of the shame ... the humiliation was second in her 
thoughts. She had been fucked ... and fucked good ... by a man who was not 
her husband ... and she had loved it! 

Lee Rim collapsed on top of her with a moan of satisfaction. "God ... that 
was good!" 

Nora agreed: Yes ... it was out of this world! ... But what ... now? She 
didn't know. He raised his head, slightly, and asked, "How'd you like it ... 
doll?" 

"I-I liked it., .fine ... Lee ... " she murmured. 

"This swapping thing's going to be a lot ol fun!" 

"Oh, God ... I-I don't think I could ... " 

"Could what ... ?" 

"Doit ... again!" 

"I wouldn't give odds on it!" Lee laughed. "Now that you've really learned 
to fuck ... to really respond to a man ... you'll be changing your mind ... 
about that!" 

"I doubt it!" Nora was emphatic. 

"We'll see!" 

The stereo console was mindlessly beginning to repeat the recorded 
intercourse disk, again. The obscene slap of flesh on flesh was pale, now, 
as compared to what had just happened in Nora Quinn's living room, as Lee 
Rim had fucked her like she had never been fucked before, bringing her to 
two complete climaxes. 

"Lee, darling ... will you turn that record off ... now, please?" she asked, 
languidly. 

"Okay ... we sure as hell don't need it now ... . do we?" 

"No ... Lee ... we don't ... need it ... any more ... " 

 Chapter Six 

Much later, that evening, sexually satiated, dressed again, the two couples 
said a belated goodnight, not daring to look each other in the face, their 
conversation limited and somewhat reserved, each seemingly not knowing how 
to handle the new relationship, which had suddenly developed among them. It 
was awkward and highly embarrassing. 

As Lee Rim drove along, heading for their home, farther up in the valley, he 
was quiet and reflective. He was thinking about Nora Quinn, the way she had 
responded to his lovemaking ... her spasmodic, orgasmic eruptions, and he 
wondered what the future would bring, as he realized that, together, the 
four of them may have opened a Pandora's box, for which they may very well 
have to pay dearly. Hell ... not that it wasn't fun ... but where does it go 
from here ... ? 

Rita had sat beside her husband, quietly, for some time. She, too, was 
sorting out her thoughts ... her feelings, trying to put things in 
perspective. To say that she had been satisfied, sexually, this evening, by 
Paul Quinn, would be begging the question. He had brought her to one soaring 
orgasm after another, as he had fucked her with mindless animality ... but 
sex, she decided, was not the same as love. She was still very much in love 
with Lee. I always will be! 

Suddenly, she moved over closer to her husband. She had to talk to him ... 
let him know that nothing between them would ever change ... except for the 
better. Maybe ... the stimulation ... of making love to a different woman 
... will make him want to fuck me ... more often ... 

"Lee ... " she said, her voice serious. "I've been thinking ... about 
tonight ... and I'm glad we did it!" 

"Yeah ... you were really turned on ... by that record ... " 

"It wasn't just that ... " Rita said, thoughtfully, "I think ... it was the 
whole idea of ... doing it ... with somebody different!" 

"Well ... no matter how much fun it was ... I think we're making a mistake! 
We're playing around with pretty powerful stuff! It could foul us all up!" 
Lee pointed out. 

"But darling ... I still love just you! I'm sure Paul'll feel the same way 
about Nora!" 

"It's a good point!" Lee agreed. " ... If we can keep it that way!" 

"What about her ... and you ... ?" she queried.. 

"It was great!" he enthused, remembering. " ... But, she was really holding 
back ... until I used a feather on her ... " 

"A-A feather ... ?" Rita shivered. "I never heard of that!" 

"Neither had I ... but it worked! She almost jumped out of her skin!" 

"OOhh ... you'll have to do that to me ... sometime ... " 

"Okay ... I will!" he promised his wife. 

"Did you lick her ... too?" 

"You bet ... and she came twice!" 

" ... And did she like it ... ?" 

"I should say ... I think it was the first time ... for her!" 

"Probably ... Paul said ... she'd never let him do it!" Rita added. 

Unaccountably, she began to feel aroused by her husband's recounting of his 
sexual exploits with another woman ... and she wondered whether or not he 
felt the same way. She decided to find out. 

"Do you know what I discovered, tonight ... darling?" she cooed. "No ... 
what ... ?" "That I kind of liked to be made to do things ... !" 

"You mean ... Paul forced you ... ?" "Not exactly ... but he made me do 
things ... the way he wanted!" she murmured. "Then ... you mean ... he 
dominated you!" "Yes ... that's it!" she shivered. "He made me suck on his 
cock ... too!" 

" ... But you ... already ... " Lee started. 

"I know ... I know ... but he didn't know that ... and I didn't tell him any 
different ... so he had to make me do it ... don't you understand!" 

"Not exactly ... " He was mystified. "Well ... by his having to make me do 
it ... it seemed to bring out something in him ... a kind of masterful thing 
... and that sort of turned me dn more!" 

Lee remembered the tough-guy role he had played with Nora, and he began to 
understand. "Yeah ... I'm beginning to get it ... because I had to do that 
with Nora ... otherwise she would've never gotten hot enough to fuck! She 
responded to being treated rough!" 

Below, he felt the involuntary lurch of growing sexual excitement. I'll be 
damned! I'm getting hot, again ... fust talking to 

Rita ... about fucking Nora! I don't get it ... !? 

... Then, he felt his wife's hand on the inside of his thigh, as she began 
rummaging in his crotch, stimulatingly ... And she is, too! She's going to 
want me to fuck her ... again ... tonight! However, it was a delicious 
prospect ... and he began to look forward to it! 

After he had parked the car, and they were inside the house, Lee took his 
wife into his arms, solidly, and whispered in her ear, "How'd you like to 
have a little sixty-nine?" 

"Is that what I think it is ... ?" Rita asked, just before Lee captured her 
lips. 

"It is ... " he mumbled around her tongue that had come snaking into his 
mouth. 

"Oh, God ... Lee!" she said after a few moments of deep kissing and mutual 
caressing. "Let's get into the bedroom and get naked!" 

The following morming, as usual, Paul brought a sheaf of contracts to Lee 
Rim's desk in the bank. He found his friend somewhat glum and worried. 

"Did last night get you down ... somehow, Lee?" He asked with real concern 
as he saw the other man's long face. 

"Last night's got nothing to do with this!" Lee assured him. "I had to get 
up the plane fare for Rita to fly to St. Petersburg. She's leaving just 
about now! His gray-green eyes consulted his watch. 

"Did something come up real fast?" 

"Yeah ... her mother called ... early this morning ... her father's had a 
stroke ... and there was nothing else but she had to go ... you know how it 
is ... ?" 

"I understand ... " Paul said, sympathetically. "Naturally ... she'd want to 
go ... " 

"Well ... her mother insisted ... " 

"That's understandable ... " ... But Paul didn't quite understand himself. 
He knew Rita had to go ... family ties were important ... but he had been 
looking forward , to the next time with his friend's wife. Christ! He'd 
never had a woman quite like her. She treated sex like each time ... was 
going to be the last time. She's the wildest little mink ... I've ever 
fucked! 

They were silent for a few moments. Paul broke the awkward interlude by 
saying, "About last night ... old Buddy ... I guess I didn't figure out all 
the details ... in advance ... " 

"You came on pretty strong ... without enough groundwork ... that's the way 
I figure it!" Lee analyzed. "You threw it out too fast ... especially for 
Nora!" 

"I take it, though ... that it worked out all right ... ?" 

"Yeah ... it was real great fun ... but where do we go from here? Have you 
figured ahead on it?" 

"Well ... if you were all agreeable ... we could do some more swapping ... 
maybe even join one of the clubs ... and swap with some other couples ... " 
Paul explained. 

"Do you think Nora'd go for that ... ?" The tall redhead thought about it 
for a moment. "I don't know ... " 

"Even last night ... after I ... after it was over ... she wasn't very 
enthusiastic about the idea ... !" Lee told him. 

"Yeah ... I know ... she didn't do much talking to me ... last night ... but 
I got that message, loud and clear!" 

"Didn't she say anything ... about what happened?" 

"Not a word!" Paul answered, his eyes worried. 

"She didn't?!" 

"Nope!" 

"She came twice!" 

"Are you bragging ... Lee?" Paul smiled. "She very seldom has a real orgasm 
... with me!" 

"I guessed that!" 

"Christ! She ought to be glad ... then!" 

"You just haven't found the right buttons to push!" 

"Maybe you should teach me ... ?" 

"Hell ... I just might have to ... at that!" Lee kidded. " ... But, 
according to Rita ... you don't need any instructions!" 

"Did she tell you ... about last night?" 

"In detail!" Lee grinned. 

"I'll be damned!" 

" ... And, it got us both so damned hot ... " we had another session ... 
after we got home!" 

"You're kidding!" 

"No ... I wouldn't do that, Paul!" Lee told him. "It was just ... very 
stimulating!" 

"All right ... I'll buy it!" Paul concluded. "Now ... tell me ... how long's 
Rita going to be gone?" He had been itching to ask that question. 

"Four, five days ... possibly a week ... " Lee told him. 

"I see!" Damn! I was hoping I'd be able to get her, again ... in a couple of 
days! He smothered his disappointment, and went on, "Well ... since you'll 
be batching ... why don't you plan on coming over to dinner with us ... ?" 

Lee considered his suggestion. "All right ... but not tonight ... maybe in a 
day or two ... Okay?" 

"Okay ... but tonight'd be all right ... I could call Nora and she'd have an 
extra plate on ... " 

"Really, Paul ... I don't think I should show up there ... so soon ... I 
think Nora needs a little time ... to think about last night ... " 

"Are you thinking she'd be embarrassed ... ?" 

"Maybe ... but I think she'd be mighty uncomfortable . . . having two men 
... around ... !" 

"What do you mean ... Lee ... ?" 

"I don't think she's ready ... for that ... ?" 

Rita Rim called her husband the next day. She told him she'd probably stay 
for a week ... her father was getting along, quite well ... but he wouldn't 
be out of danger for at least five more days. 

On the fourth day of his wife's absence, he accepted Paul's invitation to 
dinner. It was against his better judgment, because he knew that his need 
for sex was high. The stimulation of being near Nora, after not having a 
sexual outlet for those four long days - and nights - might be too much for 
him. She was so damned desirable ... he might do something- he shouldn't ... 
and with Rita not being home, there'd be no swapping ... unless Paul were 
willing to share her ... 

It was an idea that had crossed his mind several times during the last four 
days; however, each time he had rejected it. Hell ... it just wouldn't work 
... and Nora sure as sin isn't going to buy something like that ... ! Then, 
too ... there was the possibility of moving in on Nora ... when Paul wasn't 
around, and try to get an affair started on the side. It might just work, 
too! ... But, damn it ... I couldn't sneak around behind Paul's back ... 
especially since he's the one who kicked off the whole swapping idea! No! 
It's got to be above board ... and agreeable to everybody ... and I'm still 
not sure that Nora's buying the package ... 

Lee Rim appeared at the Quinn home, at Paul's urging, around 6:30, for 
before-dinner drinks. He had made up his mind that he would do nothing to 
alter the existing situation, deciding to play things by ear, as it were. 
Almost everything depended on Nora ... and her attitude. Christ! She may not 
want to have anything to do with me! ... Except ... I wouldn't be going to 
dinner ... if she didn't want me! 

He was "met at the door by Nora, fresh and beautifully frilly, in blouse and 
skirt, her luscious body shown off to best advantage. Her golden, blonde 
hair was freshly set, her make-up perfect in every detail. His eyes swept 
over her appreciatively, as she smiled her welcome. 

"Come in ... Lee ... I'm so glad you could come!" 

He suppressed a desire to take Paul's ravishingly beautiful wife into his 
arms and murmured polite amenities, answering her questions about Rita's 
father, to the best of his ability, according to the information Rita gave 
him almost daily on the telephone. 

She ushered him in, seating him on the couch and pouring well-chilled 
martinis for them. He sipped. It was good. 

Paul was nowhere to be seen. Lee looked around and asked, somewhat 
uncomfortably, "Where's Paul ... ?" 

"He called ... a little while ago and said he'd be a little late ... " she 
explained. "He's working on a sale of one of the large, concert organs ... " 

"That sounds great ... he'll pick up a healthy commission on that!" he 
enthused, barely able to keep his hands off her; instead, he used his eyes 
to drink her voluptuous beauty, his gaze concentrated on the lovely contours 
of her legs ... and thighs. She sat opposite him, her legs crossed, 
prettily, and he could see half-way up her nylon-clad thigh. Remembering the 
warmth of her smooth, white flesh ... the sex things he had done with her 
flashing through his mind caused him some discomfort, as he felt the 
familiar surge of hot blood into the flaccid tube of his penis, while below 
it, involuntary muscles contracted and pulled his testicles up tight against 
his body. Damn! She's delectable ... but I'm still not going to do anything 
... I'd be sorry for ... later!' 

He crossed his legs in an attempt to hide from .her the growing bulge of his 
erection inside his pants. Christ! What's holding Paul up so long ... ? I 
wish he'd hurry up and get here ... so I wouldn't be so damned tempted! It 
wouldn't take much ... 

Nora's deep blue eyes regarded him, levelly, as she remarked, "I imagine you 
miss Rita ... quite a lot, .. ?" 

"Yes ... Yes, as a matter of fact ... I do ... !" he told her. His voice was 
a little more fervent ... more charged with longing than he had intended. 

She caught the emotion in his words. "I guess ... it's harder ... for a man 
... to be separated from his wife ... ?" 

"Yeah ... I suppose so ... " Lee tried to be casual. 

Lee looked at her questioningly, sipping from his martini ... and wondering 
what in the world she was driving at ... the point she was trying to make. 

"She's ... so ... you know ... sexy ... !" Nora supplied, answering his 
wordless question. 

"Yeah .-.. she's really turned on ... to sex ... " 

"That's what Paul says ... too ... " 

There was something wistful in her words. He tried to divine her meaning. 
Was she, somehow, attempting to draw a comparison between himself and Rita? 
Did she want assurance of her desirability? I don't get it! She's fishing 
for something ... or trying to tell me something ... ! 

Suddenly, she was on her feet. "Oh, I almost forgot ... I've got to finish 
making the salad! I was just starting on it when you came!" She seemed to be 
a little flustered, and she was obviously trying to change the subject, 
using her kitchen as an excuse. He had to know what it was she was talking 
about. 

"What are you trying to say ... Nora?" He was on his feet, too, blocking her 
escape into the salad making. His martini glass was still in his hand. One 
long gulp drained it, and he stooped to set it down on the long, low coffee 
table. 

"Nothing ... " she trembled, beginning to edge around him. "I was just 
curious ... " 

As he straightened up, again, he saw her eyes flick, briefly, over the 
bulge, his erect penis made in his pants. She didn't want to look ... but 
her eyes were drawn back to it, magnetically. Then, her face flushed, pinkly 
... prettily. 

He reached out to hold her, lightly, by the elbows. "Were you, maybe ... 
comparing yourself to Rita ... and wondering how you stack up ... as far as 
I'm concerned ... ?" It was only a guess, Lee knew. 

"N-No ... that's not ... " 

"You're terrific!" He went on, talking fast, now. "And so's my wife ... but 
in a different way! I think it would be out of this world ... to just go 
right on ... being able to make love to both of you!" 

It had been the farthest thing from Lee Rim's mind to make a pitch like that 
to Paul Quinn's wife ... but it just came blurting out of him. 

She tried to free herself from his grip, as tears began to glisten in her 
eyes. 

"Paul ... was saying the same thing ... b-but I ... I just don't know ... 
yet! It's all so confusing!" 

"You're trying to fit it into a neat little package of morality ... aren't 
you?" 

"Yes ... I suppose ... but please ... let's talk about something else ... 
and I've got things to do ... in the kitchen!" she pleaded. 

"That can wait!" Lee told her with emphasis. "The thing you can't deny ... 
is that you liked it ... when I fucked you ... last week ... isn't that 
true?" 

"Oh ... God ... please ... ?" "Answer me! Didn't you like it?" 

"Y-Yes ... " 

"Then ... you'll like it, again ... and again!" "No ... I won't! It's not 
right!" "As a matter of fact ... you'd like it ... right now ... wouldn't 
you?" he hissed. 

Nora stared at him, in disbelief. "No ... that's impossible! Paul ... " 

"It's not impossible ... because I think you're already hot for it!" he 
enfolded her in his strong arms, solidly, pushing his hips forward and 
reaching down to the fullness of her rounded buttocks, to pull her loins in 
tight to his hardened penis. She felt it hot and stiff against her abdomen. 
Her body slumped against him. Strangely, she did not feel like resisting him 
... and it was true, she had to admit to herself, there had been a vague 
feeling of anticipation working in her. She hadn't been able to identify it 
for herself ... until she had seen that he had a full erection; then, it had 
struck her ... God ... did his wanting me ... the fact that I saw him 
sticking out ... big and hard ... inside his pants ... do something to me? 

She didn't want to give in to it. That other time ... so many things had 
worked against her ... -to make her vulnerable ... but tonight ... she had 
had only one martini ... there was no sex record blaring in her ear. If she 
did do it ... there would be no one to blame but herself! 

Then Lee Rim's lips found hers. He kissed her long and hard, his tongue 
probing between her lips and teeth, tantalizingly. Oh! She loved his kisses 
... and she could feel his hands on her buttocks, kneading carressingly, 
while he pulled her in tight to his hard cock. She closed her eyes, as she 
felt the initial spark ignited in her loins. Then, like previews, fragments 
of scenes flashed before her eyes, jogging her memory ... about the other 
time ... memories of his kisses ... his hands on her ... the agonizing 
stimulation of the feather ... the licking and sucking of his hotly swirling 
tongue ... and finally ... the marvelous feeling of his massively solid 
cock, as it had thrust into and out of her ... bringing her to not one ... 
but two marvelous climaxes ... and it was all so sexy ... ! 

"OOoohh!" she moaned, unable to contain it any longer. Things are so ... all 
changed around ... now! I don't know what I believe ... any more ... ! 

Deliciously exciting sensations began to flare in her loins, and she was 
torn by two conflicting thoughts: The first was a strong desire to break 
away from him and run, fast ... the second one she contemplated was more 
explicit: she wanted to strip herself naked ... and taunt him, sexually, 
until he raped her! She did neither! 

His hands were on the magnificence of her breasts, cupping them, kneading 
and massaging with masterful knowledge, until they tingled, and she felt the 
nipples spiking out, alert and erect inside her bra. Oh! It feels so good 
... 

... Then, unresisting, she was allowing Lee Rim to lead her across the 
living room, down the hallway and into her and Paul's own bedroom. Somehow, 
it seemed natural ... and all right for him to do that. She looked around at 
the familiar things in the room, realizing that she had come there of her 
own free will,.. and that she was there for only one reason. She was going 
to let her husband's best friend make love to her ... again, because, this 
time, it was what she wanted. Yes! She wanted it! She wanted Lee ... to. 
fuck her! Reflecting on it, momentarily, she had known it would happen ... 
from the time he had arrived, this evening, so why had she been surprised? 
Why had she tried to deny it? ... But, more importantly, where were her 
former moral guidelines? Were they no longer operative? Had she become 
dissolute ... willing to commit adultery ... almost any time the weakness of 
her body willed it ... ? 

Truthfully, she didn't know any answers ... not any more! There was only the 
promise of joy ... the pleasure that Lee's hardened cock could bring her! 

As she stood there sorting out her thoughts, trying to find answers that 
were not there ... and arriving at the same tenuous conclusion, Lee began 
unbuttoning her blouse. She helped him, shrugging her shoulders at the right 
time; her skirt followed, and as it fell to the floor, she stepped out of 
it, kicking it, carelessly, aside. Next, he unsnapped her bra and removed 
it, her breasts bursting forth from their confinement to stand out, proudly, 
from her chest in full orbed splendor. His mouth was on them, instantly, 
kissing and licking at the erectile nipples that stood out berry-ripe from 
their crinkling areolas. 

She was disappointed when he left her breasts to rid her of her panties. 
They came off in one sweep, as he pulled them down over the curve of her 
hips, the smooth taper of her thighs and the svelte length of her calves. 
Uncaring she stepped out of the wispy nylon garment to stand nude, lovely 
and desirable before him. 

"You'll be glad you changed your mind ... !" Lee promised. 

"Maybe ... " she murmured, "it's more like making up my mind ... " Her voice 
was throaty and low. She was committed, now ... and she wanted to move ahead 
to the next phase, as she added, "Now ... let's get your clothes off ... 
quick!" 

Together, they stripped his clothing from him, and in a matter of moments, 
he was standing naked beside her, his fully erect cock spearing out, hard as 
granite ... mighty in its awesome length and thickness. Nora's eyes locked 
on it, hypnotically, and another gust of erotic sensations whirled through 
her. She gasped, "Oh ... Lee, darling ... it scares me!" Flattered, he 
grinned his satisfaction. "It shouldn't ... you took all of it up in your 
cunt ... last time!" 

Nora flushed, remembering, as he put his arms around her and moved her to 
the bed. They sat on the edge, and he took her into his arms, again, to kiss 
her, deeply, his tongue probing, avidly, into her mouth. She kissed him 
back, her own tongue jousting and entertwining with his. Slowly, then, he 
pressed her smooth white nakedness back on the bed, until they were lying 
straight in it, side by side, his body pressed in tightly to her. His 
rampant, hard and throbbing cock was trapped between their bodies, and she 
could feel it jerk against the softness of her abdomen. She noticed that his 
sandy blonde hair had a wiry texture to it that made it unruly; there was a 
cowlick standing out from his head, and she reached out to smooth it down. 

"Very touching ... and very sexy ... too!" It was Pauls voice. Her husband 
stood in the doorway of their bedroom, surveying the scene. Neither Lee Rim 
nor Nora had heard the crunch of tires or the sound of his car's engine as 
he had arrived home. Not until he had walked through the entire house and 
found them in the bedroom were they aware of his arrival. 

Nora tried to rise, her heart in her throat, but Lee held her close, not 
allowing it. "Paul!" she gaspsd. Her face flamed crimson with shame. She 
hadn't even stopped to think that Paul might come home earlier than 
expected. Her eyes were frightened, staring orbs of anguish. She didn't know 
what to expect from him. 

"Hi, Buddy ... " Lee greeted him. "It looks like we got caught in the cookie 
jar ... and it's my fault! I couldn't keep my hands off of her!" 

The honest explanation surprised Paul. He was silent, thinking, for a 
moment, as he took a step into the room. Damn ... I should've known ... but 
I'm the one who brought it on! I suggested the swapping thing ... and it 
probably serves me right ... for Lee to try getting a piece of Nora's ass on 
the side! 

"Hell ... I would've been doing the same thing ... with Rita ... I guess ... 
if I'd had half a chance!" he rationalized. 

"That's generous of you ... " Lee observed. 

"Well ... I suppose I'm sort of responsible for the whole thing ... that's 
the only reason I'm not playing the irate ... wronged husband!" 

Nora listened to the two men, full of fear and disbelief. They seemed to be 
discussing the situation as dispassionately as they would a business 
statistic, and she coouldn't understand it ... at all! 

"Paul!" she moaned. "I didn't ... think ... " 

"Yeah ... I know ... it just happened ... and you couldn't help it ... is 
that right ... ?" he asked. 

"Y-Yes ... but I-I ... " 

"Okay! Okay!" her husband growled. "Now ... something's going to happen you 
can't help ... either! This sexy little scene's made me so damn hot ... I'm 
going to crawl in there with you ... and fuck you, too!" 

His words struck her like a thunderbolt. They arced and flashed in her 
brain, as she struggled to understand what he had said. 

"B-Both ... at ... at the same t-time ... ?" 

"Sure! Why not ... ?" 

Paul began to tear at his clothes to get them off, fast. 

"N-No! You can't! It's ... not possible!" 

Nora wailed. 

"The hell it isn't!" 

"Lee!" she pleaded, turning her agony-filled face to him. "Y-You ... 
wouldn't ... ?" 

"Hell ... you're Paul's wife! If that's what he wants ... I don't have 
anything to say about it!" 

"B-But ... but ... " 

" ... And, that's the way it's going to be!" her husband told her, flatly, 
stripping off his shorts to release his big-hard cock to her horror-stricken 
eyes. Both ... of them!? Paul ... and Lee ... together ... at the same time? 
Oh, My God ... ! 

Stepping around the bed, Paul lay down on it, stretching out to his full 
length, on the other side of her, his warm, lean and muscular body pressed 
up tight against her back, the hardened shaft of his cock pressing deep into 
the soft, dimpled smoothness at the base of her spine. 

The sudden turn of events was almost too much for her. She couldn't believe 
that it was really happening, and she worked, desperately, to filter her 
thoughts and emotions for understanding. Her mind was in a whirl; it 
wouldn't function, properly ... and there were no reasons ... no rationale. 
She felt trapped in shifting quicksand ... as she felt herself sinking into 
complete depravity. 

Then, Paul reached over, grasped her by the shoulders and turned his wife to 
her back, his mouth capturing her lips. Snake-like, his tongue darted into 
her mouth to taste and tantalize. She lay on her back between the two virile 
men, their naked cocks, on either side, pressing in against the smooth, 
tapering flesh of her trembling thighs. His hands roamed, at will, over her 
body, seeking and enjoying, again, all the marvels of her luscious nakedness 
... and against her will, she began to respond o him. After all ... he is my 
husband ... and I'm still ... very much in love with him! ... And, he's got 
every right ... to make love to me! 

Momentarily, as she thrilled and tingled to her husband's kiss, his warm, 
caressing hands sending little, anticipatory sensations surging to her 
readying loins, she had forgotten that Lee was lying there on her other side 
... until suddenly, she felt the heated moistness of his lips on her 
sensitive breasts. 

She lurched with surprise, trying to withdraw her breasts ... not wanting 
him - the second man, now - to do anything to her. Lee took his mouth away, 
for a moment, and Paul, her husband, told her, "Damn it ... I told you ... 
we're both going to fuck you ... so just make up your mind to it!" 

Paul had never spoken to her, before, with such finality in his voice. She 
started to say something, thought better of it, as she decided, there was 
absolutely nothing she could do to change his mind. Her course had been laid 
out for her ... and she had had no choice! Again, his mouth captured hers, 
his tongue probing her mouth and throat, voraciously, while below, she felt 
the warm moistness of Lee's mouth on her sensuously quivering breasts. Her 
nipples were hard and spiky, and the areolas puckered up erotically at their 
bases as he sucked each, in turn. 

The spark of passion ignited by her husband's hands on her body and his 
searching tongue in her mouth was being fanned into the tinderbox of her 
loins ... nurtured to glowing life by the seeking mouth of Lee Rim on the 
voluptuous mounds of her satin-smooth breasts. There was no resisting the 
heightening flames that began to flame through her loins. 

Pressing her thighs close together, desperately, she tried to deny the 
desire that surged through her inflamed body ... for even though Paul had 
insisted that both men would make love to her ... fuck her ... she didn't 
know how they could do it. She had only one vagina ... 

Then, Paul's mouth left her lips, and he squirmed his body down, until his 
mouth had leap-frogged Lee's, who kissed and carressed her tingling breasts 
... and her husband was now kissing her belly, his tongue dipping into the 
shallow dimple of her navel, teasingly. With inexorable slowness, his mouth 
searched lower, until it was just above the soft, golden, down of her pubic 
mound; his hands reached down to part her legs, gently, but firmly. There 
was no doubt in her mind what his intentions were. He was going to lick and 
suck at her ... down there. Then, she realized that it was her own husband 
who was going to .do it ... do the very thing she had denied him so long ... 
and somehow, she welcomed it, as she remembered, guiltily, that only his 
best friend, Lee, had done it to her ... that last time ... 

Above, Lee's mouth left her breasts to weld itself to hers, while his hands 
continued to knead and massage her gently throbbing breasts, rolling the 
hard-coned nipples between his thumb and forefinger. Then, after a few 
moments, he broke the deep, French kiss to use his mouth, again, on her 
breasts, as he took them, alternately, between his lipsvforcing the coral 
nipples to move back and forth, rapidly, while simultaneously maintaining 
strong suction on them. It was a breathtakingly sensual feeling, and she 
moaned aloud with the pleasure of it. 

Then, she reached down to cup her breasts up to him, offering them, almost 
as a sacrifice ... and wanting more of the same. Suddenly, she realized that 
she was responding to both men ... and that she did want them both! The only 
problem was ... she was so inexperienced, sexually ... that she didn't 
really know ... yet ... how she could make love to both at the same time. 
How are they ... both going to ... fuck me? Unless ... they ... She 
shuddered, inwardly, unwilling to finish the thought. 

Paul spread her quivering, unresisting legs apart, his head following, 
delving into the angle of them, his mouth and teeth taunting the soft, 
smooth "flesh of her inner thighs. He nipped, gently, with his teeth, his 
mouth warm and alive on her, as his lips followed, kissing her sensate 
flesh, hungrily. 

... Finally, his searching lips found the pulsing furrow of her pussy, moist 
from the dews of her vaginal walls ... and his tongue moved there, with 
avidity, up and down the narrow, female slit, stabbing, experimentally, into 
her trembling cuntal opening. Unbidden, her hips began to gyrate, undulating 
in tiny circles under and telling, plainly, of her mounting desire. Oh, God 
... I'm getting all moist ... down there ... and it feels so good! Their 
mouths'll drive me ... insane ... ! Shifting his lanky body, her husband 
moved to kneel between her legs. With a thumb on either side of her sparsely 
golden-hair ringed cunt, he parted the fleshy, outer lips of her pussy to 
expose the inner portal to the core of her being. Secretions on clear, 
viscous fluids formed there in tiny.droplets, a trickle of it beginning to 
run down the inner side of her thigh. 

His mouth came down, now, his long, agile tongue blazing a passage that soon 
- she hoped - the rest of him would follow. Deep inside her cuntal lips, his 
lingual member rotated in circles, teasing and tantalizing her already 
over-loaded nerve-endings with lewdly prurient sensations. A mewling moan of 
pleasure emitted from her lips, as she thrust her loins up toward his face 
... and her head began to flail from side to side with the intensity of her 
building passion. 

Paul pushed his face down tight into the undulant angle of her loins, his 
tongue lashing, excitedly, into his wife's open, pulsing cunt, the strength 
of her upward-thrusting hips telling him that she was fully aroused ... 
almost ready to fuck ... Damn! This is different! It's the first time I've 
ever done it to her ... and she's hot for it ... like she'd been getting it 
... all the time! Of course ... Lee must've broken her into it ... good! 

He inhaled deeply of the heady perfume of her loins and lost himself in 
savoring her sex juices, the pungent flavor inciting his waiting cock to 
bone-hard readiness. Deeper yet, he thrust his tongue into her pulsating 
vagina, as moans of pure pleasure came from deep in her chest, almost 
unceasingly, her hips moving, now, in rhythmic counterpoint to his probing 
tongue that lashed deep into the coraline depths of her cuntal passage. 

Without let up, showing her no mercy, he plunged his long, agile tongue, 
into her, pausing to nip, now and then, at the tender flanges of her cuntal 
orifice, with his teeth ... But it was his thrusting tongue - a make-shift 
cock - that brought her to even higher levels of ecstatic desire, for now, 
she was a blazing inferno of passion. The raging fire in her belly could be 
extinguished in only one way: She had to have a cock in her cunt ... now! 

She couldn't stand to wait any longer. She had to have it! Both of them 
wanted to fuck her ... and that's what she wanted, too! Suddenly, she heaved 
her hips up from the bed, forcefully, mashing her demanding loins hard into 
her husband's face and moaned in anguish, "Oh! Yes ... ! Yes! Yessssss! 
OOOooohhh!" 

Paul leaned back away from her, his tantalizing tongue leaving her 
lust-incited pussy, momentarily, as his face crinkled into a smile of 
satisfaction. 

"Yes ... what ... ?" he" asked. "Don't you know the words ... now?" 

Nora remembered the sexual litany Lee had forced her to use ... and Paul, 
her own husband was insisting on the same thing! For answer she could only 
moan in humiliation. 

"Do you want to be ... fucked? Is that it?" he probed. 

" Y-Yes ... but, please, Paul ... darling ... I-I ... " 

"Then ... all you have to do is ask ... the right way!" 

All right! She had done it before ... when Lee insisted on it! She could do 
it, again ... use those terrible, but lust-inciting words ... beg if she had 
to ... but only because it was the only way she could get what she wanted 
:.. what she had to have ... more than anything else in the world. Nothing 
else mattered! 

"Oh, Paul ... " she whined, "Fuck me, darling! Please ... f-fuck me!" Her 
voice was unreal to her; then, surprised at herself, she went on, "I-I want 
both of you ... , to fuck me! I want your big ... hard c-cocks ... in me ... 
fucking me ... hard and long!" . 

"Okay ... Nora Baby! You're going to get it ... just like you want it!" Paul 
assured her, a lewd light shining in his eyes. Then, his face dropped, 
again, to her pulsating, ready cunt, his tongue this time going directly to 
the tiny, erect bud of her clitoris to lick at it, maddeningly. She felt 
herself slipping into insane, agonizing pleasure, as the crashing surf of 
the sensations buffeting her belly began to build into a tidal wave of 
desire. Uncontrollably, her hips moved in tempo to her husband's licking 
tongue, and she thrust her breasts upward into Lee's face ... wanting more 
and more of everything. 

She was becoming a glutton ... , for sex! 

She knew that it was only a matter of a few moments ... until she would 
explode in a frenzy of orgasm; yet ... neither of the two men had touched 
her with their massively solid cocks. They were both ready ... their virile, 
potent pricks stood out, rock-hard and rampant ... and she wanted them ... 
now! Oh, God! How badly she wanted them! Why ... are they making me ... 
wait? 

Surprisingly and disappointingly, Paul and Lee were trading places, their 
bodies sliding along the length of her body, one on either side. God! She 
had wanted Paul ... her husband to start it. His mouth on her aroused 
genitals had gotten her so moist and ready for him! It was a frustrating 
feeling ... as though they were teasing her ... keeping her guessing ... and 
she was in no mood for games. Why didn't they get started ... on the real 
fucking part? 

She couldn't help the delicious sigh that escaped her, as she felt Lee's 
hands move, light as a feather, over her cunt, his fingers tracing and 
teasing at her erotically; then, he inserted two ... and finally three 
fingers into the mqistly warm passage, moving them in and out, gently, her 
cuntal orifice stretching to receive the breadth of his fingers with ease. 
Oh ... that feels so nice ... but I've got to have his ... big, hard cock 
... in me ... 

Meanwhile, her husband was kissing her. Instinctively, she knew that the 
tangy pungency of his mouth was the essence of herself remaining on his 
tongue, as he probed deep into her throat. She liked it ... and she took 
Paul's tongue fully into her mouth and then sucked on it, gently and slowly 
at first, then ever more violently, while his hands caressed and kneaded the 
soft, melon-like mounds of her throbbing breasts. In a few moments he forced 
a trade, as he sucked and nibbled on her tongue. It was all maddeningly 
tantalizing; her ecstasy was building almost to the breaking point ... and 
she was poised on the brink of her orgasm, full of agonizing, erotic 
tension. In her imagination, she felt almost like a space explorer, sitting 
high atop a rocket ... waiting to be blasted off into deep space ... into 
ecstatic rapture ... with the two men who were arousing her almost beyond 
endurance. 

Lee's strong hands parted her helpless and unresisting legs, and he wedged 
himself, solidly, between her thighs, his hands now running, caressingly, 
over the satin smoothness of the perfectly sculpted columns; then he reached 
down to fondle his massive, rock-hard cock. His encircling hand on its shaft 
worked the foreskin back and forth several times over the pulsing, 
blood-swollen head. A few drops of the viscous, preparatory fluids spread 
over the fiery, silk-like sheen of his cock's head, and when he took his 
hand away, his prick stood out, bulkily, rampant ... and ready, its rigid 
length and breadth pulsing, wildly, with his excited heartbeat. He was 
ready, now, to fuck his best friend's wife. 

Fascinatedly, he watched Nora's hungrily grinding loins, as he held himself 
poised over her; her cunt was flowered-open, moist and gently throbbing. It 
seemed to beckon to him, bidding him enter, and he knew that she was more 
than ready to receive him. Damn ... she's really hot ... hotter even than 
the first time I fucked her! 

Sliding both hands under her gyrating buttocks, he felt the warm, softness 
of them, the lithe muscles working in his palms, as his hips spread her 
trembling, expectant thighs wide apart; then he was in position over her, 
his lust-inflated cock-head brushing, teasingly, at the pink slit of her 
cuntal opening. She moaned out her need to him. 

"OOOooohhh! Now! Fuck m-me ... ! Now!" 

Her obscene words spurred him. He lifted her hips, pulling them up toward 
him, easily, the bulbous head of his hardened cock going into the moist 
warmth of her vaginal opening, the elastic flesh of the vertical little 
mouth stretching, to take it. He allowed only the vast head to go into her, 
for the time being, as he stopped short, holding himself immobile over her 
straining loins. He felt the undulations of her hips as she tried to absorb 
more of his lustfully throbbing shaft into her hotly seething, cuntal 
sheath. 

Lee, squeezed and massaged at his friend, Paul's, wife's hips and widespread 
thighs, while at the same time, he shoved His fully erectile cock into her 
with slow, even presure, ranging ever deeper and deeper ... and he felt the 
contracting ring of muscles in the walls of her vaginal passage sucking at 
him, tantalizingly. It generated sparks of sensation in the length of his 
prick that drove him almost to distraction. 

With a final flick of his hips, he drove his cock the final few inches deep, 
deep into her writhing belly, the head of it nudging her cervix to lodge 
right up against the back wall of her cunt. He flexed it, then, expandingly 
inside her and was pleased to feel her countering contractions. The walls of 
her pussy clasped him, caressingly, and he could feel it the full length of 
his pulsingly sensate cock. It seemed to him her cuntal sheath fit him like 
a pair of gloves. Damn! She's really nice and tight! 

Incessantly, his hands caressed and massaged at her quivering, white thighs, 
her smooth, flat belly, his thumbs tracing down into the flexing hollows of 
her groin; finally, he slipped a hand down over the rounded smoothness of 
her moon-like buttocks to search in the crevice between for the secret, 
puckered hole that nestled there, defenslessly. 

Moistening a finger in the viscid liquid that trickled down, copiously, from 
her vaginal orifice, he sought the tiny, brownish ring of her back passage. 
He found it and pressed into its warm sponginess, slowly and tenderly. There 
was none of the haste with which he had done it to her that first time. Her 
body jerked, convulsively, once, then her trembling loins screwed back on 
his finger, absorbing it, fully, until his palm was pressed flat and hard 
against the working muscles of her softly quivering buttocks cheeks. He 
heard her groan both of pain and satisfaction, coming to him muffled, as she 
exclaimed up into her husband's mouth, "Oh! OOOOooooohhhhh! That's ... 
g-good!" She didn't undersanad it; it hurt ... but it felt so sexy ... and 
so wonderfully wicked and forbidden! 

Nora's mouth worked up against Paul's with the ecstasy of her passion. She 
felt everything Lee was doing to her, below; while above, her husband's 
mouth and hands were driving her insane, his tongue in her mouth almost 
imitating Lee's cock in' her seething cunt. Her breasts, under the 
manipulations of his hands, seemed to be a mass of exposed, sexually aroused 
nerve-endings. They were inter-connected to all parts of her body, 
transmitting sex sensations along super-charged synapses. Their intensity 
was building to the point where she was sure she would faint ... if it 
spiraled any higher. Uncontrollably, she moved her breasts up against the 
hard, lean muscles of his chest, and her arms went around him to pull him 
close to her, her taloned fingers tearing and scratching at his back in 
wanton fury of unreasonable sex-need. 

Every fibre of her being was responding to the two men. The fires that had 
been ignited in her loins were now roaring out of control, threatening to 
consume her ... goading her to complete submission. 

Suddenly, she couldn't stand it any longer. She had to have more! She had to 
have Lee's cock in her cunt, surging in and out of her recklessly, the hard 
length and breadth of him fucking into her, relentlessly. Oh, God, I've got 
to have it ... , got to have his delicious cock fuck me ... hard ... and 
deep! 

She could have died from the pure joy of it, when she had felt Lee's 
ponderous cock entering her, spreading and stretching her cunt-lips, then, 
it had paused, momentarily, before worming deep up into her waiting belly. 
Now, the sensations of his expanding and contracting hardness elicited 
involuntary movements of her own, her vaginal walls acting on their own, it 
seemed to suck up his full, hardened length into her now greedily quivering 
belly. 

Then, as his warm hands had swarmed over her, they had brought her body to 
vibrantly full arousal, his finger slipping into her anus, bringing her both 
welcome pain and pleasure ... at the same time. The thought flashed through 
her mind: Oh! it feels so good ... and I want it! I've learned so many 
things ... so fast ... it makes my head swim! The pain of the unnatural 
entrance made her jerk, involuntarily, and she bit Paul's lips, her tongue 
pushing deep into his throat ... and she had hung on for dear life, 
trembling from head to foot with salacious anticipation. Her greed for them 
... for the pleasure their big cocks would bring her, rose up in her like 
monster snake coils, taking over her body-mind to control her completely. 

Lee knew that she was ready to accept his lust-inflated cock into her, 
poundingly ... that she wanted him to rock her, plumb her depths and bring 
her to the dizzying heights of pure rapture. He was ready ... too! God! He 
was more than ready, for the painful ache in his blood-swollen cock was 
almost more than he could stand. 

Beginning, then, with long, smooth strokes, he began to fuck, smoothly, in 
and out of her moist, clasping vaginal passage. He didn't ram or grind into 
her; it was just a steady stroking movement that didn't hit all the way to 
the bottom of her cunt ... yet. He didn't want to rush her ... or hurry 
himself too much. As he pumped his cock in and out of her, he was waiting 
... waiting for her response that he knew would come pretty soon ... then 
... he would give her everything he had! ... But, not yet! Wait! It'll be 
more fun ... that way! 

Her eyes were becoming glazed, and her breath came in shallow pantings, as 
the sensations in her loins became a raging, unquenchable fire. The only 
thing that would put out that fire was a soaringly ecstatic orgasm. Her hips 
began to thrust upward to him, her cunt slithering up the shaft of his cock, 
attempting to take the whole of it deep up into her trembling belly; then, 
she ground her hips back into the mattress on his up-stroke, until his penis 
came out of her cuntal sheath almost all the way, just the head of it 
remaining just inside her vaginal portal. 

This was it! Now was the time! She was responding to him ... fucking back, 
and Lee was glad of it. He couldn't wait any longer, himself! 

Just at the instant Lee was gathering his body to ram his cock deeply into 
her, Paul broke the kiss to keep passion and scrambled to his knees. 

He glanced at his friend, where he was cradled between Nora's legs, and 
said, "Let's get her up on her knees ... so you can fuck her from the rear 
... while she sucks me off ... !" 

Concentrating only on the pleasure sensations of her body, Nora was not 
aware of what her husband had said ... or what he planned to do. 

Lee understood, immediately; he was disappointed at having to withdraw right 
then, but he did it ... knowing that he had to cooperate. Quickly, then, the 
two men hauled her into the new position. She rested on her knees and 
elbows, the luscious moons of her buttocks waving nakedly in the air behind 
her. She felt frustration and annoyance at the interruption, but she smiled 
her satisfaction as Lee Rim knelt behind her, grasped her hips, hard, and 
drove his massive cock, powerfully, into her gratefully accepting cunt, 
ramming with all his might, until his ball-laden scrotum smacked up tight 
against her loins and his pubic bone crashed painfully into the bones at the 
base of her spine. He poised there for a moment, as he savored the 
delightful sensations in her loins and heard her mumbled protest. 

"Oh ... what are you doing ... to me ... now ... ?" 

Her husband, Paul, was lying down, again, athwart the bed. He could see her 
breasts, hanging pendulum-like, now dancing prettily beneath her kneeling 
body as Lee began plunging deep into her belly, the shocks of it making her 
jerk and sway ... then she was grinding her hips back at him, countering him 
in his animal-like lunges deep into- her clasping cuntal passage. 

Paul was stretched out in front of her now, and as he reached out to her 
head, his hand going behind it, as he forced her head down toward his 
rampant, hardened prick. Nora opened her passion-glazed eyes to look 
directly at her husband's long, thick, lust-inflated cock. In spite of her 
own needful lust, she tried to turn her head aside. Oh ... My God ... ! Paul 
isn't going to make me do ... THAT?! 

Instantly, she knew what it was he wanted, but as she tried to pull away, he 
held her head firm in his hand and moved his loins up to press the blood 
inflated head of his cock against her lips. 

"Nora ... !" he told her, firmly, "You're going to learn to suck cock, now!" 

"No ... Paul!! No!" she wailed. "My God ... no! I couldn't!" 

" ... But, you will!" he grated. "We've both licked your cunt ... so now 
it's your turn ... to suck cock!" 

"That's different ... !" she tried to argue. 

She was revolted by the idea. 

Paul looked at Lee Rim, who slaved away behind her, caught his eye and said 
meaningfully, "You'll suck it ... or we'll both stop ... rightnow!" 

The prospect ... the very real fear that they might carry out such a threat 
... leave her in a limbo of extreme arousal when she was just on the verge 
of fulfillment, gripped her hard, and she groaned, "Oh, no . . . not now ... 
p-please ... I-I'm ... I'm almost ... " "So ... you suck my cock ... Okay 
... ?" her husband ground out at her. "Roll your lips over your teeth ... 
and take it in your mouth!" Shoving his hips up at her face, the shiny, 
smooth-as-silk head of his bloated cock brushed against her firmly pursed 
lips. Nora opened them, reluctantly, not really knowing whether the two men 
would actually carry out the threat Paul had made. She didn't want to find 
out! 

He flexed his hips to enter the soft, spongy head into the moist cavern of 
her mouth, and she ovalled her lips to receive it. Heeding Paul's 
instructions, she folded her lips over her teeth, as it went into her mouth; 
it was a huge presence that made her feel like gagging ... and the revulsion 
at what she was doing suddenly slashed through her. This was something she 
had never expected! 

... But, she would have to do it! With an effort, she controlled her 
feelings and licked at the desire-hardened shaft of flesh, then she swirled 
her tongue around the smooth head of it. The pungent masculine flavor was 
different ... but there was nothing horrible about it. Behind her, Rita's 
husband was still grinding his cock in and out of her passion-inflamed 
cuntal passage. That was all that mattered. The delicious sensation drowned 
out all else ... and then she decided she could do it ... after all. Then 
she even tried a few experimental sucking motions ... But, God ... don't let 
it stop ... ! 

Lee Rim, behind her, rammed into her extra hard. Her body was driven 
forward, and without warning, her whole mouth and throat was filled with her 
husband's pulsing cock. She closed her eyes and sucked, desperately, while 
Lee gored her with furious strokes. The wonderfully huge, hard cock he drove 
into her seething cunt almost overwhelmed her with fiery pleasure. Faster 
and ever deeper, he plunged in and out of her, his massive, hardened shaft 
moving in and out of her cuntal sheath with the ease and power of a 
well-oiled piston. It was pure pleasure for her, as she felt herself filled 
up, almost beyond reason, by his rhythmically fucking cock. 

As he thrust, wildly, into Paul's wife, Lee used his hands on her hips to 
pull her in tight to him with each insane plunging stroke. The fiery dam in 
his balls would have to break soon. He could feel his nearing ejaculation. 
The ache in his balls was becoming almost unbearable. 

Looking down, he watched her slaving buttocks, fascinatedly, as she pushed 
back at him, the hardened shaft of his big cock cleaving the furrow of her 
cunt, coming out ivory-white and glistening with moisture. It was vibrant 
... pulsing with life, as it slid in and out of the coral moistness of her 
cunt, then it was buried to the root in her until none of the shaft could be 
seen. Glancing up, he saw that she had her husband's big cock in her mouth, 
and that she was actually sucking on it. Damn! She learns fast! 

Paul pressed his cock deeper and deeper up between her roundly ovaled lips. 
The delicious, tingling -sensations in his balls incited him ... and he 
thrust his lust-filled prick into her mouth, until it had disappeared, 
completely. He looked up to watch, as the massive shaft of it slipped far 
back into her throat to the very root, her lips creeping over his length, 
eating him ... devouring him ... and his hairy loins were pressing against 
her chin. It was all in her mouth. Christ! That feels good! I should have 
made her suck my cock ... a long time ago! 

Nora gagged. There was too much of him. She tried to twist her head aside to 
force him to withdraw it, but he held her head, tight and straight to keep 
his aching cock deep in her thoat. Plainly, he could feel the swallowing 
motions of her throat, and the sensations it generated were wild ... out of 
this world! Then, Paul knew that he would be coming to spewing orgasm ... 
soon! The burning sensation at the root of his cock demanded it. He had to 
do something else ... something more! 

Holding his wife's head in position over him, he began to plunge in and out 
of her mouth, fucking her there, as though it were another cunt. 
Unconsciously, he matched the tempo that Lee had established, as his friend 
knelt behind her and savagely rammed his cock in and out of her overheated 
cunt. 

Suddenly, Nora gave in to the lewd sensations of the double ravishment. She 
tried, consciously, to relax her throat muscles, so that she could accept 
all of her husband's hard-driving length into her mouth with ease. 

Her feeling of revulsion, at first, when Paul's cock-head had entered her 
mouth, almost made her feel ill. It had been hard for her to breathe. She 
couldn't think straight. The fear that they really might stop had goaded her 
to try, then with the growing excitement in her loins as Lee had plundered 
her voraciously moist cunt from behind she had begun to take more of Paul's 
huge cock into her mouth; finally, she had been able to accept all of it 
deep into her throat. 

To Nora, it was a paradox ... completely unexplainable. She didn't 
understand it. Those things that had revulsed her ... being fucked by 
another man ... having her cunt licked ... and sucking cock, she was 
accepting ... yes! ... even liking - maybe even loving ... and wanting. Oh, 
God ... I'm changing ... , I'm not the same woman ... at all! 

Dazedly, she began to wonder whether or not the two men would tear her apart 
as they thrust with ever more powerful strokes into two of her bodily 
orifices: Lee Rim, behind her, ramming with all his strength into her 
demandingly hungry cunt ... and her husband, Paul, thrusting his massive 
length up into her mouth. Two men ... at the same time ... I just can't 
believe it's ... really happening ... to me ... ! ... Then, to Nora, the 
mounting rapture at the very core of her being began to explode inside her. 
Her orgasm was beginning. It would be soon! 

Dimly, she was aware that Lee, also, was ready to cum spewingly into her 
hungrily clasping cunt. He gripped the smooth rounded nakedness of her hips 
tight to him, and was pounding up between her widespread buttocks with 
jackhammer force. Hp was out of control, his long, thick, hard cock was 
buffetting into her open pussy with a power she had never yet known. 

She hadn't even thought about it ... in advance, but had she considered the 
possibility, she would have been instantly revulsed and sickened; as it was, 
she didn't have the chance to think about it ... until it happened. Her 
husband's cock erupted, suddenly, in her mouth, jetting scalding cascades of 
viscous, white sperm far back against her unexpecting tonsils, which forced 
her to swallow, again and again, to clear it from her throat and be able to 
breathe. 

... And, almost at the same time, she was helpless to do anything, out of 
control, herself, as she came to her own release, soaringly, her orgasmic 
rapture dimming her eyes and muffling her ears. At that instant, in space 
and time there were no other realities for her except the cocks of two 
virile men: One fucking her cunt ... the other fucking her mouth as though 
it were another vagina ... And ... she was cumming! 
AAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaauuuuuu uuuuuggggggggh! 

Heaving her hips back against Rita's husband, squirming and jerking 
expectantly against him, her body quivering, she waited for the moment when 
he, too, would shoot his hot, boiling sperm inside her. Faster and faster, 
harder and longer, Lee slaved away behind her, his cock pistoning in and 
out, smoothly, until suddenly, he was there. With a loud groan of 
satisfaction, he slammed into her, as his cock hosed his hot, viscid cum 
deep into the depths of her cuntal passage, to splash, forcefully, into the 
depth of her hotly contracting belly. He held himself rigid, his back 
arched, as his cock-pumped it out, wildly ... and all of his ecstasy was 
there in the insane jetting of his wildly jerking cock. 

Within mere seconds of each other, all three came to their orgasms; the two 
men greedily clutched her to them, caressing, massaging and smoothing her 
with their hands, as their cocks bored into her, until finally, they 
released her sperm-filled body. The euphoric, relaxing waves of orgasm 
washed over them, leaving them satiated, their virile cocks pulsing less and 
less and slowly becoming softer and softer. 

Behind her, Lee Rim pulled his deflating penis from her and flopped down on 
the bed, with a groan. 

When he was prone on the bed, Paul shifted to he straight and parallel and 
Nora stretched out between the two men. 

"Christ,! I thought I'd never stop cumming ... !" Paul exulted, his hand 
trailing, languidly, as he traced the marvelous contours of one of his 
wife's full-mounded breasts. 

"You were great!" Lee complimented. " ... And ... you sure as hell learn 
fast!" 

Nora was too emotionally and physically exhausted to say anything. She was 
still overcome ... enjoying the delicious sensations of the aftermath of an 
electrifying sexual experience. Never ... Never, in her wildest dreams would 
she have thought she would have intercourse with two men ... at the same 
time; have both their heated sperms mingling together at once deep down in 
her stomach! 

"You know ... " Lee mused, "My wife, Rita ... would really go for something 
like that ... i" 

"If you do it ... just don't leave me out ... !" Nora warned. "Four at one 
time should be real fun!" 

 Chapter Seven 

There was no doubt in Nora Quinn's mind afterward; she had changed. A whole 
new world of sex was opened to her, and she was ready to explore it, 
enthusiastically. 

Two days later, when Paul told her that he had made telephone contact with 
some people down in one of the beach cities where they were going to buy a 
beach house, and that they were invited to one of their swinging 
get-togethers for the following evening, she agreed to it. 

There was only one thing that bothered her. She told Paul about it, then. 

" ... But, these people are all strangers ... !" 

"That's true ... " Paul agreed, "but Mary ... she's the woman I talked to 
... said that people there are not strangers ... for very long! Anyway, 
they'll be our new summer neighbors and this, as she put it will be our 
neighborhood initiation!" 

"Well ... there could be some kooky ones ... then what ... ?" 

"Mary says she knows all of them ... but I suppose ... if we didn't like the 
way things were going ... we could just leave!" Paul reasoned. 

"I'd feel better about it ... if Lee and Rita could go with us ... !" 

"Rita isn't back yet ... its just couples ... " Paul explained. "I asked 
about bringing Lee ... and it's no go ... " 

"Okay ... we'll go, then ... " Nora agreed. 

"It'll be new and different ... and a lot of fun ... I think ... " Paul 
enthused. "Mary said they have a big house ... right on the beach ... and 
most of the people are about our age ... " 

Woman-like, Nora asked, "What should I wear ... ?" 

"Something that comes off easy!" Paul grinned, lewdly. "Whatever you wear 
... you won't have it on very long!" 

Jack and Mary, the host and hostess, took charge of Nora and Paul, upon 
their arrival. Drinks were pressed into their hands, and they were 
separated. Mary showed Paul off, introducing him around to everyone, on a 
first-name basis only. She explained that no one used last names ... unless 
they wanted to do so. 

Big, raw-boned, Jack, whom she immediately took a dislike to, did the honors 
for Nora, making her acquainted with everyone in the room. There were four 
other couples present ... but she had no way of knowing who was married to 
whom ... they were not introduced as couples. It was only Paul and Nora who 
were introduced in that way, because they were the last to arrive. Also, 
there was a huge German shepherd that Mary lovingly called "Terry" that 
frightened her somewhat but he did seem friendly. 

From the beginning, Nora was claimed by Jack and Mary attached herself to 
Paul. A second round of drinks was served and things began to loosen up, as 
boisterous jokes were told, the laughter and conversation flowing easily 
around them. 

Nora sat beside Jack on a long couch, his arm resting easily around her, his 
fingers touching and stroking her upper arm, casually, as he explained that 
most of the people there were professional or semi-professional people. 

"I'm a highway engineer ... and Henry ... who's sitting with Bonnie is a 
computer technican ... " he told her. 

Looking across the room, she saw the Scandinavian type beauty, named Bonnie, 
who was enfolded in the arms of a tall, dark-haired man, one of whose hands 
was up under her dress. From what Nora could see, she would have guessed 
that the woman had no panties on under her mini-sheath. 

Her host was calling her attention now to a couple lounging on soft cushions 
near the big fireplace. "That's David ... he's in insurance ... an executive 
of some kind ... " 

The short, stockily built man cuddled a petite redhead. Her blouse was open, 
revealing full, white breasts, seemingly over-bounteous for her tiny body. 
David's pudgy hand was fondling them, his fingers rolling her nipples to 
erectile little spears. Going on, Jack said, "That's Virgie, David's playing 
with ... she's a dental assistant." 

Nora looked away in embarrassment, when Jack pointed out the third couple. 
The man called Chris was seated in a soft, overstuffed chair. His fly was 
open ... and the raven-haired woman with the full, statuesque body knelt 
before him, her hands fondling and caressing the massive penis she had just 
pulled from his open pants. The man was a rangy, good-looking blonde with 
deep blue eyes. "Those two ... over there are Chris and Claudi ... Chris's 
in advertising ... and Claudi's a Registered Nurse ... " 

"And ... " Jack went on, " ... my wife's there by the bar with your husband, 
Paul! Mary works with mentally retarded children ... " 

She knew why they were there, but she was surprised to see sexual things 
going on so openly. It could have been a little more circumspect and 
discreet, she thought ... especially when she saw that Mary, Jack's wife, 
was plastered up against Paul her hips undulating, provocatively on the 
bulge of his erection inside his pants ... and Paul's hands were on the 
rounded fullness of her buttocks, pulling her up to him, closely and firmly. 

Oh God, Nora thought, as she watched her husband and a heavy flood of 
jealousy swept over her. I just can't do it ... I just can't go through with 
it. 

"Well ... everybody's here for just one thing," Jack smiled, his eyes hooded 
as he looked at her with a suddenly lewdly gleaming twinkle in his eyes ... 
"and that's fucking ... plain and fancy." Nora groaned inwardly, God, they 
didn't even know these people, and here they were putting themselves 
completely in their hands. The fear that there might be some kooks present, 
including her partner, Jack, had not been dispelled ... but the open 
uninhibited mood that prevailed in the room had not yet caught her up in it. 
She trembled slightly and started to rise to go after her husband Paul, but 
stopped halfway up from her seat when she saw him laughing and disappearing 
drunkenly down the hallway with Jack's wife. She knew now that it was too 
late. There was no way that she could back down. Her bed had been made and 
now she must lie in it. 

"May ... I have another one?" she asked with a slight quiver in her voice. 

"Certainly ... " he went to the bar and built a drink for each of them. 

Handing Nora the full glass, he looked down at her with a twisted smile on 
his big blunt face and told her, "We don't have any fancy programs in this 
group except that everyone must do what the master for the evening says. 
Bonnie," he nodded his head toward the blond Scandinavian girl, "is 
tonight's master and all of must do her bidding." 

"But ... but what if you don't want to do what she says?" Nora asked, hoping 
the woman would leave her alone tonight. 

"I'm afraid you have no choice, my dear," her host answered meaningfully. 
"She carries a large black cat-o-nine tails with her and is authorized to 
use it on anyone who disobeys her. Your husband knew all that. He was very 
well informed when he agreed to attend our party." "Oh God!" Nora groaned 
inwardly. She couldn't believe that Paul, even though they had had several 
evenings with friends of theirs, would agree to such a thing. God only knew 
what they would make her do before the night was over. Her hand trembled 
visibly as she lifted her third drink of the evening to her lips and drank 
heavily. She noticed a slight musky difference in the taste of the drink 
relative to the others she had had, but it didn't matter. She was going to 
need all the help she could get to carry her through the evening ahead. 

"Another thing," the host smiled at her again as though sensing the doubt in 
her mind, "Big Jack the senior member, always gets the first crack at any 
new pussy ... so let's you and I go to one of the bedrooms." It wasn't a 
request, it was more like an order. She looked up at him, startled, sipped 
from her drink and stood shaKily to her feet ... even as she wondered why 
she did so. Oh, God ... I can't let him think I-I'm ... frightened! ... 

"Why not finish . ..our d-drinks ... first ... ?" she asked, stalling for 
time. 

"We'll just take them along ... Okay ... ?" Jack took her by the elbow, 
firmly, and led her from the living room, down the hallway to a bedroom. 
Nora knew that this was why she and Paul had come to this place ... but her 
heart was pounding in her chest like a trip-hammer; after all, Jack was a 
perfect stranger. It wasn't at all like it had been with Lee Rim, whom she 
had known for years. 

The room had no other furniture but a king-size mattress on the floor. Jack 
closed the door and stood before it, looking her up and down, carefully, 
that same twisted smile on his face. "Well ... you can start shedding those 
clothes, baby. Daddy wants to see how tight that hot little cunt of yours 
is!" 

Nora lifted her drink and slugged half of it down. I'll need it! She told 
herself it would be all right to go along with his domineering way and 
vulgarity ... But the alcohol will help. She set the glass down on the 
floor; then, demurely, turned her back and began to lift her skirt up her 
thighs and over her full, rounded hips. Behind her she heard the sigh of a 
zipper and the rustle of cloth. He was disrobing, too! Oh God ... things are 
moving too fast! He hasn't even ... touched me ... yet! She dropped her 
dress again, retrieved her glass and swallowed the rest of her drink. 

"Hey ... baby ... I can't fuck you if you don't take those things off." The 
big man growled, coming up behind her, his hard hands going around, under 
her arms to capture the rounded fullness of an alabaster breast in each. 
Purposefully, he kneaded and caressed the satiny smoothness of them, and she 
felt the hairiness of his chest pressed up against the nakedness of her back 
... and below, the hard heat of his nakedly erect penis brushed the small of 
her back. It was beginning. She couldn't believe that she was actually going 
to do it. 

And suddenly she knew that even though she had come this far, she couldn't 
go all the way with this complete stranger even though her own husband was 
fucking this man's wife right now. "Jack, I just can't go through with it," 
she whimpered tearfully and tried to push away from him. But his arms 
tightened more intensely around her naked body. 

"Sorry, baby, but the rules are quite clear. Once you've committed yourself, 
you go all the way or you can get the rest of us in trouble." 

"But ... but I just can't, I just can't go through with it. I've never done 
it with a strange man before and I - I love my husband." 

Jack snickered slightly and, smiling down at her upturned face, said, "Baby, 
if you could see him in the next room now with my wife, Mary's long white 
legs locked around his back and his cock fucking up in her hotly, sucking 
little pussy you'd change your mind fast." 

Nora dropped her head helplessly to his naked chest, freshly gushing tears 
rolling from her eyes. She knew beyond a doubt that what he was saying was 
perfectly true and that she had no choice. She was going to have to give 
herself to him and let him. do as he willed with her helplessly naked body. 

"That's it, baby, now you're coming around," Jack spoke softly into the 
softness of her hair. "Come on, let's get on that bed and try it out." 

Nora moved dreamlike toward the huge rectangular mattress, hoping against 
hope that Paul would change his mind and come back and save her from the 
horrible adultery she was about to commit with this total stranger. 

Jack, a lewd expression of rising expectancy playing visibly across his 
lips, pushed her voluptuously curved young body fully clothed down on the 
bed. 

"Here, baby, take another sip of this. I don't know if you've noticed the 
difference in the two, but this one is designed to put a little fire up in 
your pussy." 

"W-what do ... do you mean?" Nora stuttered, raising the glass to her lips 
and taking a long, deep swallow, without waiting for his answer. 

"One of our members is on the staff at the university medical research 
laboratory, and they have been experimenting with a whole new family of 
aphrodisiacs for stud farming, and we're doing a little unofficial human 
research ourselves." 

"Y-you mean that's what we've been drinking?" Nora looked up at him, a 
shocked expression on her face. 

"That's right, baby, in the last one, anyway. And in about two minutes 
you're going to find that hot little cunt of yours trying to eat up the 
furniture in this room." 

"Oh, God!" Nora moaned helplessly and turned her head to the side to avoid 
his mockingly arrogant smile. It was bad enough that she was going to be 
subjected to the shame and humiliation of a strange man doing it to her 
while her own husband was doing it to the same man's wife in the next 
bedroom was too much to bear. Oh, God, God, if only Paul would change his 
mind and come and save her! But deep in the back of her mind she knew that 
it was completely hopeless. She could only submit, and submit her body 
willingly, hoping that the man kneeling nakedly above her would drop between 
her open legs and do it quickly, quickly before her tortured mind rebelled 
and she ran screaming from the room. But even as the thoughts ran hazily 
through her tortured mind, she could feel a faint swirling dizziness coming 
over her, and the dimly glowing lights of the room faded slowly into 
nothingness, her body relaxed and her arms and legs collapsed almost 
lifelessly at her sides. 

The big man sitting on the edge of the bed grinned lewdly and pushing her 
dress up to her panties, began stroking the sofe white roundness of her 
thigh. It was always like this - the potion knocked them out for three to 
four minutes and when they came to again they were more than ready, but 
maybe, just maybe, she hadn't had quite enough for what they had in store 
for the innocent little bitch later on in the evening. They were always so 
goddamn innocent, these young couples that came to their swap parties, that 
they were easy prey for any perversion the group had in mind for them, and 
this one was the prize of them all, by God. He had arranged it with Bonnie 
that she would bring Terry, the German shepherd, into the room later after 
the little bitch was really turned on and man, what an exhibition they'd 
have! Just to make sure that she would be amenable to Terry's advances, 
perhaps he should give her just a taste more of the lust-inciting liquid 
with which he had earlier spiked her drink. 

"Drink it ... More ... take more," a masculine voice ordered and Nora, 
dazed, found herself trying to obey. 

Her head and shoulders were being raised and supported by a strong arm; she 
let her eyes flicker open and slowly the whirling room began to settle down 
before her focalizing vision. She felt nauseous and was lying outstretched 
... on a bed ... Someone ... a man was sitting on its edge beside her, 
holding her up. She glanced at him; there was something familiar about his 
face. His gaunt hand held a glass from which she had drunk ... and its 
contents had caused her tongue to tingle; there was a pleasant, mild burning 
at the base of her stomach. 

"Wh-what happened?" she questioned feebly, trying to sit upright. 

"You fainted," Jack told her. "You better drink the rest of this. It's 
bourbon." 

Nora pushed his hand holding the glass away and swung her legs around 
slowly, letting her feet touch the floor. It was then that she realized her 
dress was raised almost to her hips ... and that the man beside her was 
someone called Jack, and she was supposed to make love with him. Oh God! 
Quickly, she tugged at her skirt, covering herself, a flush of shame 
sweeping over her. She said, "I'm sorry ... I-I never fainted before in my 
life ... it's ... it's all coming back now ... " 

"Here," Jack said, holding the glass to her lips. "You ought to drink the 
rest of this, Nora." 

She took the glass from him and drained it, the amberish colored liquid 
immediately causing further stimulation in her belly. It felt good, God 
knows, she needed it's welcome fortification. She put one hand on her 
skirt-covered thigh and his big one came down over it. The unexpected act 
caused her heart to leap in her chest, seeming to bolt upward as if to lodge 
in her throat. Her breath caught and she gaped at him, then, she eased 
backwards, squirming into the corner of the bed. He grinned, his face 
struggling for tenderness, but the tiny lecherous explosions sparkling in 
his eyes belied him. 

A tremor rippled over her as she felt his hand that had been on top of hers 
resting on her thigh, move suddenly to her flat, tense stomach, then inch 
around her waist as he slid closer to her, until his face was mere inches 
from her own. Yet, as horrified inwardly as she was, what amazed her was 
that the touch of his hand and it's warmth through the material of her 
sparse clothing sent an unwanted tremor ... a near-thrill to tingle over her 
cringing flesh. Good God! Had Paul denied her that much sexually? She had to 
keep her wits! Had to ... ! 

"Stop! Please ... stop it!" she snapped, writhing from his grasp and 
stumbling to her feet, but not too steadily. "I've got to leave now!" 

Jack arose, confronting her, his hardened face set determinedly. "Leave? 
Leave, hell!" he hissed, his carnal eyes devouring her. "I'm going to fuck 
you, sweetheart ... willingly or otherwise ... It makes no difference to 
me!" 

Nora stiffened as if she had been submerged naked in a snow bank. Her mouth 
fell loosely open and her eyes widened in sheer disbelief, his use of the 
vile descriptive word knifing into her as she truly sensed her helplessness 
against him. Then, as she stood there near-petrified, she felt his hands 
slipping around her slender waist again, and the strength of his powerful 
arms drawing her tightly against him, his one hand moving down to encompass 
the rounded full spheres of her buttocks, while the other one lumped against 
the small of her back. She felt the blood rushing to her cheeks in the shame 
of his coarse hand moving intimately over her tensed, fear-stricken body. 

"S-stop! Stop it, do you hear? I'll scream for help!" she cried desperately. 

"You little bitch! You make one sound and I'll beat you within an inch of 
your life!" he spat at her in warning, clutching the soft resilient flesh of 
one buttock in his hand brutally. "Understand? Goddamn you, answer me!" he 
snarled, his panting breath full in her face as he drew her tighter against 
the rising bulge at his loins. 

"Oh ... oh, my God!" she whimpered, her sickened, pain-filled and horrified 
brain racing madly in phrenetic circles. Paul! Paul! Help .me ... ! My God, 
where are you? Wh-what am I going to do? He's mad! Mad! Oh ... oh, his huge 
thing ... it's grinding right into me ... ! 

Once more, she struggled in his arms, trying to free herself, but she was 
helpless against his might, and slowly he lowered his head until his wet, 
bloodless lips completely smothered her soft, trembling mouth, his tongue 
smashing lustfully between her lips and against her small, white teeth. He 
hugged her close, his big hands hot and moving as they pressed into the 
round, full orbs of her buttocks to force her pelvis tighter against him, 
his height playing the throbbing bulge of his cock hard against the softness 
of her belly, and an unreasonable and uncontrollable tremor rippled over 
her. 

Something ... something absolutely impossible was happening inside her! She 
was actually experiencing wild little sensations of excitement to contrast 
those of shame and repulsion at his vile assult on her helpless body ... and 
although she was desperately resisting him, her mouth gave way to the rape 
of his tongue and she sensed herself going limp against him as he forced her 
back down on the bed, his big hands covering her erect, full breast now, 
sending further unbelievably lewd fermentations spiraling through her. 

"Oh ... oh ... no ... no ... stop ... !" Nora groaned as he lifted his head 
to grin evilly down at her. 

"Getting to you now, eh, Nora?" he hissed, his hands roving over her 
exploringly. He chuckled lewdly. "And you know why ... ? As I said before, I 
laced that liquor good. A mighty potent aphrodisiac! It only takes a little 
to drive you right out of your skull ... set that tight little cunt of yours 
on fire ... makes you beg for a cock to fill it ... but don't worry, I'm 
going to fill it for you, eh?" he went on, leaning above her and playing 
with her beautiful, tormented face with his wet, probing tongue. 

His filthily modified statements ricocheted off the walls of her mind as she 
struggled to fathom their meaning. She was truly coming alive with 
overpowering, impossible sensations. His hands, his tongue, his body had 
kindled her aflame with desire almost immediately. Never ... never before 
... even with Paul ... had she felt so overcome with sheer sensual craving. 
My God, she had to gain a hold on herself! What was happening to her ... 
that she could come to relish the lewd caresses of a perfect stranger ... ? 
Oh, Paul ... Paul! Help me! Help me! 

Then, his huge hands were on the satiny, naked flesh of her leg ... moving 
upward ... upward to her thigh ... the soft, warm flesh of her inner thigh 
... and God Almighty! She wanted it there! Oh God ... ! 

"Baby, baby ... you beautiful, luscious bitch!" Jack babbled down at where 
she lay stretched out beneath him, while his hands smoothed up the silken 
flesh of her trembling thigh, moving higher with each stroke, until he let 
them brush to the very peak of the delightful juncture, instigating the 
sensation of contact as they pressed gently against the golden fleece 
covered lips of her panting, pink-slitted little pussy. Nora groaned and 
jerked to the slight pressured touch against her naked, tingling genitals, 
her brain desperately fighting to seize control from her rapidly 
overpowering physical senses. Oh Lord, what had come over her? Oh ... . 
somehow ... somehow, she had to end this horrible teasing she was allowing 
her body to be submitted to! 

"No! No! You've got to stop this ... I can't be unfaithful to my husband 
again ... Don't you see?" Nora cried, rolling her head back and forth, her 
eyes squeezed tightly closed in her shame. "Damn you, stop, I say! He'll 
kill you! Paul'll kill you for this ... !" 

Oh God! her mind was a whirlpool of confusion. If only she could think 
straight! If only she could run from the room. Maybe if she played along a 
little ... Yes! Yes! She must play along ... humor him ... and be thankful 
that he had doctored her drink with whatever it was! At least, that would 
make it easier ... Yes, that was it ... play along ... humor him ... until 
she got her chance ... to run from the room if she ever did ... 

"Damn you ... damn you! You're beautiful, Nora!" her host half-whimpered. "I 
could eat you alive! You know that!" he went on, interrupting her thoughts 
as he gently stroked her thighs, brushing her golden hair-covered vaginal 
lips up between her legs at the apex of every stroke. 

Nora felt her arms move upward and around his neck while her legs opened to 
him uncontrollably, as if manipulated by a separate brain of their own, 
while her tongue suddenly trailed across his lips, little mewls of helpless 
submission emitting from her throat. 

It happened then! She felt his thick long finger tracing the thin, 
pink-furrowed line of her exposed cunt and she writhed and squirmed beneath 
it intractably. Her hands caught at his powerful shoulders, their lacquered 
nails gouging into the muscular flesh through his clothing. A quick moment 
of repulsion swept her up at her own response, even as the prurient spasms 
of unwanted desire raced through her loins and belly, while slowly he parted 
the wisps of soft sparse pubic hair and wormed his middle finger between her 
warm vaginal lips exploringly ... at last, worming it deeper and deeper up 
into her moist, excited channel, sending shocks of insane delight soaring 
through her. 

"Oh ... ooohhhhh ... Paul ... Paul!" she whimpered brokenly in mounting 
passion. "Hurry, darling ... hurry ... and come after me before it's too 
late!!" 

Nora tossed her head and whined throatily in her emotional torment and 
unprecedented craving, a stimulating shock playing along the smooth, exposed 
flesh of her legs, and she twitched and squirmed her buttocks down into the 
softness of the bed, her whimpers changing into an incessant, helpless 
series of groans as Jack's fingers taunted the sensitive slit between her 
thighs, gently thrusting and probing into it, parting the silken, blonde 
pubic hair and making a sudden, electrifying contact with the tiny throbbing 
center of the undesired passion that had swept over her. It lewdly saturated 
her whole being, and she chewed at her lips to hold back to moan of sheer 
delectation mounting ecstatically in her sensuously quivering breasts. 

Oh ... Oh ... it was so wicked and evil ... terribly, terribly wrong! Oohhh 
... she had to stop him from doing these forbidden things to her ... while 
there was still time ... but how? How? Oh, Paul, Paul, darling, why don't 
you come ... . ? Ooohh ..... 

And then, momentarily, she tried to struggle against him, but he held her as 
if she were a child, snickering triumphantly down into her beautiful, 
shame-contorted face. Then, she again relaxed her struggling, the incredible 
horror of her complete helplessness ... of the entire abominable situation 
slowly but indelibly impressing itself upon her mind. Dear God! She was 
hopelessly trapped! There was nothing she could do but lie there in 
defenseless subjugation while this demented man lewdly felt of, and 
explored, her soft secret body at will ... taking any and all indecent 
liberties with her that he pleased. There was absolutely no way she could 
stop him ... and even if she could, she would lose in the end, for her 
husband, Paul, might be angry with her for not letting this man do it to her 
... ! 

Oh ... oohhhh ... if only she could cry, vent herself some way of the vile 
repugnance she felt for herself at that very moment ... for in all shame, 
she knew that her betraying body was reacting with unwanted desire to the 
maddening play of his fingers in her vagina, her hips actually responding of 
their own volition in rhythm to his tantalizing fingerfucking in the moistly 
aroused split between her legs. 

"Now ... that's it, baby," he hissed at her. "That's better ... don't try to 
fight me. Enjoy it, baby ... like that ... You see? Your tight little cunt 
is getting nice and wet ... and pretty soon you're going to beg me to fuck 
you ... now, aren't you, Honey?" 

Nora couldn't catch her breath. She tried to speak but her words stuck in 
her throat, the sensual shock of his thick fingers teasing around her now 
hotly quivering clitoris causing her to writhe her buttocks down into the 
bed in a vain effort to escape the frenzied spasms coursing over her soft, 
vibrant flesh. 

"Oh ... oh," she moaned helplessly while he continued his clitoral teasing, 
at last, pausing to draw an answer from her. 

"Well ... am I right, Baby? You want me to fuck you, eh?" 

"Oh ... yes ... yes ... anything you say ... "only ... don't hurt me. 
Please, don't hurt me ... ?" she begged, breathless from his assault, her 
lovely face a grimace of the lewdly rising pleasure deep up in her tortured 
belly. 

"I won't hurt you, Nora. Just fuck ... fuck me back hard and good, eh?" 

Again, the sound of the lewd, obscene word caused her to react inwardly, but 
oddly enough it was with a sense of strange excitement as he uttered it and 
she rolled her face away from him. "Yes ... oh, yesss ... I'll try ... " she 
whimpered between tightly clenched teeth, trying desperately not to show the 
effect his fingers were having on her. 

Jack gloatingly moved up over her, forcing her face back to him with his 
hand behind her head. He kissed her wetly, his tongue sliding deep into her 
mouth while his thick long finger began to teasingly massage her cunt once 
more. 

Nora groaned beneath him, fighting to keep control of what mental facilities 
she still possessed as the convulsive little twinges of delight began to 
race involuntarily through her loins and belly again. 

"Let's get our clothes off, Baby," he whispered. "Help me ... sit up ... " 

She didn't struggle, only closed her eyes when he raised her up, refusing to 
think unless she screamed out in pure fright, assisting him subconsciously 
to strip her completely naked; then, she felt the cool rush of air against 
her throbbing breasts with their hard, distended pink nipples as they became 
completely exposed to him ... and his sharp intake of breath, his big hand 
clutching them hotly ... kneading, squeezing, rolling the nipples painfully 
between his fingers, until finally his warm, wet mouth encompassed one, his 
tongue flicking and worrying the tiny nipple maddeningly ... and then the 
other in the same manner, the long wet tongue at last trailing down through 
the deep narrow vale that separated them ... her stomach muscles tensing as 
it slithered down her, dipping momentarily into her navel ... taunting it 
while his hands continued to caress and stroke her aching breasts ... and 
then his hands left them, and he was pressing her thighs apart. 

Once more, she felt a cool gush of air, but this time to brush against her 
warm, damp thighs and loins ... still refusing to allow herself a single 
thought ... her eyes clenched securely shut, she felt the pressure on the 
bed while he raised to his knees and she could hear him taking another drink 
from his glass by the bed. 

Oh God ... dear God in heaven! What's going to happen to me? I'll never be 
able to look Paul in the face again! I'm lost ... lost forever ... ! For a 
long time, but she couldn't reason how long, she lay there in the darkness 
of her mind, lost in the torment of her thoughts ... until his voice reached 
her: "Come on, Nora baby ... open those beautiful eyes and see how it looks 
to you, eh?" 

She did, agonizingly ... and she saw him kneeling erect between her open 
legs that he had forcibly and obscenely spread open to him, completely naked 
now, his face twisted in a lewd grin, and she let her eyes trail downward 
over his muscularly powerful torso to the thick, hardened penis standing out 
from his lean loins. Her eyes began to widen in mounting revulsion and 
fear-stricken disbelief, while his licentious smirk broadened and his hands 
lustfully stroked the heavy uncircumcised foreskin back and forth over the 
hard, blood-engorged head. 

"Look at it, Baby? A beauty, eh?" he taunted proudly. "Think it'll fill that 
luscious cunt of yours?" 

But Nora hardly heard his obscene words; she was more shocked with the sight 
of his huge, already pulsating organ, icing her inside to the point of 
almost destroying any erotic sensations that had possessed her. Yet, she 
couldn't help but gape at the massiveness of his penis ... its length and 
thickness causing her to stare in awe ... while the sight of her own naked, 
obscenely spread-open thighs filled her with miserable, degrading shame as 
once more the helplessness of her situation dwelled in her drug-fogged 
brain; then, it further registered that he was sadistically enjoying this 
almost brutal debauchery he was subjecting her to, the gleam in his eyes 
bordering on sexual insanity. 

Still, she stared, her eyes seemingly fixed on the inhuman-sized, fleshy 
instrument he was still holding and stroking. Its thickness was terrorizing! 
Good God ... ! No woman could take it! It would rip her ... split her open! 
There was no question ... she could never take it! Never in God's world! 

He laughed obscenely. "Bigger than your husband's, eh, Nora? Bigger than any 
you've ever had, right?" he mocked. "So ... maybe you'd like to play with it 
a little while ... suck on it or something ... or would you rather have it 
rammed right up in that hot little belly of yours?" 

Nora tore her eyes away from the massive penis, rolling her head to one side 
as he continued to torment her, watching with salacious delight the 
horrified expression of fear that she knew was contorting her face. 

Once more, she prayed that tears would dribble from her eyes to help relieve 
the ball of agony in her throat ... but to no avail ... just as she knew 
that it would be useless to appeal to this man. She had to steel her senses 
for what she knew was to come, and she hardly heard his vile utterances and 
filthy implications any longer; her brain was too occupied with the 
hopelessness of her position and the horrifying dread of knowing there was 
no escape; she must endure his assault, for certainly he was going to rape 
her defenseless, cringing body, no matter how much she begged him not to. 
There was nowhere to turn; she was utterly alone and completely subject to 
his ruthless lust. Dear God, why? Oh, why did this have to happen to me? 
What did I ever do except marry Paul, the man I love? 

He dropped his weight upon her then, forcing the breath from her soft, white 
body with a gasp, the hardness of his thick, pulsating cock crushing into 
the tender flesh of her belly, his huge hands once more squeezing her firm 
full breasts so viciously that she cried out with the pain. And then, 
suddenly, his mouth was smothering hers, his tongue plunging deep into her 
throat in his mounting lust. 

"You hot fucking little cunt!" he hissed, jerking his head up to glare at 
her. "I'm going to make you beg me to fuck you before I'm finished. You'll 
never be happy with Paul again when I'm done with you, Lady," he spat, the 
realistic portion of his brain taking control momentarily. "Yeah ... you're 
going to beg me to bury my cock in that snobbish little cunt hole of yours 
... so fucking deep up your cunt that you'll taste it! Damn your stuck-up 
ass!" 

Nora said nothing, only tried to deafen her ears to his abuse. Dear God, he 
wasn't really to blame! He- was sick! Sick! And then, he was moving down her 
body ... slithering downward ... down ... until his face was even with her 
loins, mere inches above them, and the repugnant shock of what he intended 
to do caused her to recoil in utter horror. 

"Wh-what are you ... ? My God! No! Oh no ... no, please! You can't ... not 
that! Stop, you can't!" she half screamed as he placed his palm against the 
soft inner sides of her thighs, pressing them apart even more open to his 
lust-inflamed eyes. She moaned aloud, raising her head to stare down between 
her erect, up thrust breasts and see him, mouth open, tongue out, poised 
between her widespread legs. "Oh ... oh no, please ... I beg you ... don't 
do that to me ... " 

Wedged strategically between the soft white thighs, their warm inner flesh 
pressing against him, Jack gazed greedily at the tight pink slit fringed 
enticingly with its flaxen, golden hair, eyeing the two tiny glistening 
pearls of moisture that dampened the little tonguelike pink petals peeking 
out at him from the thin, vertical mouth; and as she lay seemingly rooted to 
the bed beneath her, eyes pleading, humiliation nearly complete, she watched 
petrified as with deliberately slow and decisive movements he placed his 
thumbs delicately on the sensitive, fleshy lips of her cunt, spreading the 
soft, blonde pubic curls as the flanges parted almost glutinously, flowering 
open the moist, coral flesh to his desire-filled sight. 

In utter degradation, Nora felt the hot wisps of his rapid breathing taunt 
her sensitive vaginal flesh and she moaned in shame, her head still upright, 
her eyes almost refusing to acknowledge the lewd scene they were beholding. 
Then, abruptly, her own breath nearly choked her as she watched his face 
lower into the vee of her naked vaginal slit ... and felt the full length of 
his long, hot tongue slip wetly, up into her shocked and quivering pussy. 

Her lovely, soft, naked body recoiled through reflex, jerking convulsively, 
a loud whimper bursting from her lungs while her buttocks ground vainly 
downwards in her useless effort to evade the perverted outrage he was 
committing upon her defenseless genitals. Her stomach lurched and churned in 
spasmodic confusion and she moaned loathingly while his tongue slithered in 
and out of her hopelessly exposed cunt in warped animal-like frenzy. 

"Oooooooohhhh ... ooohhhhh ... stop ... don't ... please ... oohhhhhh!" She 
groaned incessantly in her debased degradation, her head beginning to flail 
from side to side, negatively as she held it raised in humiliated, shameful 
horror, gaping in disbelief at his obscene licking down between her 
widespread thighs. It wasn't happening! It couldn't be! A horrible and lewd 
nightmare ... that was all! She tried to reason it away, but his tongue 
reassured her as it raced in a liquid torrent up into her unwanting .'.. and 
yet, rapidly dilating, cunt. 

"Ooohhh ... God ... God ... stop! My God ... you can't do this to me! Please 
... please ... stop it!" she hissed between tightly clenched teeth in her 
defilement, while at. the same time tiny, unwanted spasms of lewd delight 
were coming alive within her whole being from his demented and depraved 
tonguing of her moist, palpitating cuntal slit. 

Then, his hand moved caressingly up over her smooth white belly to! the 
pulsating, firm flesh of one hard-nippled breast, cupping and tormenting it 
with sadistic delight while his mouth and tongue sucked and thrust into the 
widespread split of her loins with wet, obscene sounds that filled the 
bedroom, and she realized that his dull-gray eyes were locked in twisted 
pleasure on her abased, humiliated face, until suddenly it struck her that 
he was waiting for the complete and total destruction of her pride and 
morals, as well as her traitorous body. He would settle for nothing less! 

Damn him! she thought. No! No! Never! and she clenched her small hands into 
fists, her arms clinging helplessly and tightly against her sides, her whole 
fervent body forcibly endeavoring to temper itself against the degrading 
abuse he was compelling her to endure. She had to fight him ... had to! 
Paul! Paul! Where are you, my darling? Please ... please help me? But even 
as she waged the feeble attempt, in the back of her brain she knew it was 
useless; she was ensnared! Paul was fucking this man's wife and there was 
absolutely nothing she could do ... Lust was rapidly overcoming her ... 

Oh God ... Oh God ... God! Wildly, her brain raced in its struggle against 
his obscene attack, while he continued to suck and lick insanely at the 
damp, hairline slit between her open legs, and she fought desperately to 
keep her wits from melting into the hot, liquid ravishment that was creeping 
up from her loins to completely engulf her, its delight telegraphing 
unbelievable, enraptured sensations in maddening excitment through every 
tiny vein, muscle and sinew of her subjugated body. 

Damn! What a godamned gorgeous, innocent little bitch she was! He raised his 
glazed eyes to fix them on her beautiful, contorted face as he unceasingly 
kept up his wild tongue-thrusts into her tightly clenched vagina. He read 
the completely subjugated expression on her face with ruthless enjoyment. 
Shit, it was beautiful ... the way she was trying to fight it ... . that was 
what made it good. Fight it, stuck-up cunt! Fight it! That'll make it all 
the better when you collapse ... won't it, darling? Eh ... ? Won't it? 

Then, his lips probed and explored until he found the erectile, pulsating 
button of her clitoris. He heard her gasping moan of agonized pleasure as he 
sucked the tiny, pulsating nub between his teeth, and clutching it tightly, 
laved his tongue over and around it in a series of rapidly increasing 
circles, until eventually he opened his lust-hungry mouth wider and sent his 
tongue downward, back through the velvet moistened slit to the hot, 
throbbing opening of her vaginal channel. 

Nora realized that she could hardly, if any longer, control herself at all. 
Whatever it was he had put into her drink had completely disarmed her, and 
the erotic sensations had reached beyond her physical or mental powers of 
counteraction. She had become overwhelmingly enraptured with his vile, 
lust-filled tonguing of her cunt ... unwantingly so in the beginning but 
surely lost to its satanic delight now. Her own brain had become a turmoil, 
and her feeble power to fight had so diminished that it was hardly even a 
memory. She found herself flailing her head wantonly from side to side as he 
orally fucked her, lashing and plunging his long hot tongue up intg her 
receptive and not hotly clasping vagina, while she listened as if from 
another world to her own mewling and whimpering sounds, while he continued 
to swirl and thrust his tongue into the warm velvety confines of her moist, 
passion-charged cunt. Abruptly, then, he was raising her legs high, slipping 
his arms beneath them until they were wedged underneath her thighs, pressing 
them relentlessly up until they draped over his broad shoulders, then he 
maneuvered his hand and wrist skillfully beneath the quivering orbs of her 
buttocks, pulling them up to his mouth with captive authority. 

Nora's whimpers of ungovernable, if, involuntary pleasure filled the room as 
he burrowed his hot tongue deeper and deeper into the simmering fluid depths 
between her thighs. She tossed about jerkily beneath him and he watched her 
hands fight a losing battle with one another ... until suddenly they were 
clenching at his hair in desperation, lewdly struggling to press him further 
and further into her loins. 

Her whimpers became moans, then outright cries of rapture as he continued to 
plunge his tongue deep into the searing, pleasurable depths of her delighted 
cunt. 

What little control she had managed to exercise had disappeared, Nora 
realized. Now her buttocks were jerking and convulsing of their own accord 
beneath his thrusting tongue that was shooting erotic jolts of 
never-before-known-sensations through her unfulfilled body. And then ... and 
then ... she felt his tongue flick from her vagina downward toward the 
secret, tiny, puckered little hole of her anus! She wanted to scream ... but 
instead, she moaned in erotic bliss at the sudden, wet, seething contact of 
his pleasure-giving tongue with the forbidden, sensitive opening. She closed 
her eyes and licked at her lips in sensual enchantment. 

"Oh ... oooohhhh ... ooooooohhhhhhh," she chanted ecstatically. "Y-you ... 
you filthy ... filthy man ... oooohhh ... no ... " she moaned, even as she 
rolled her hips and tried in helpless abandon to screw her tormented rectum 
back up onto his stiff probing tongue. 

Jack couldn't contain his lewd laughter, and she opened her eyes wide as he 
thrust against the snug, rubbery opening, raising gooseflesh on her 
quivering belly and heavy breasts. 

"Oh ... ooohhh ... my God!" she coughed, dropping her head back and letting 
it flail from side to side, her helplessness and debasement still actively 
strong within her, even as her buttocks jerked and writhed at the delicious 
sensations racing wildly through her whole being. "Ooohhh ... " she gasped 
further, again raising her head to gape down at his evil, distorted face 
licking so hotly between her upraised thighs. 

"Please ... oh please stop ... Don't ... don't ... " she begged, the 
horrifying realization dawning upon her that the words tumbling from her 
lips were false ... for she did not want him to stop! 

And he licked on at her open wet loins while her soft white body trembled 
and spasmed uncontrollably beneath the overpowering assault at the raw nerve 
ends of her pulsating cunt; her clenched teeth, fists and determination 
could no longer do anything to hold back the wanton throes of sensual bliss 
that had seized complete domination over her. There was no fight left in her 
... he was bringing her intense rapture, the likes of which she had never 
before dreamed! Her voluptuous, sensitive body had secretly cried out too 
long for fulfillment! 

"Oooooohhhh ... Ooohhhh, dear God! Y-yes ., . Yes ... ! Do it ... do it! 
Lick my' cunt! Suck it ... please ... do things to me ... ooohhhh!" she 
moaned lewdly, her shamelessly aroused flesh quivering and twitching beneath 
his long, hot tongue. She raised her hips to him, her wet, squirming loins 
submitting in complete servitude. Her hands clutched at his hair as she 
cried out from the very depths of her soul, all else but the bliss of the 
moment finally obliterated from her mind as she tried to pull his face in 
tighter to the throbbing, widespread hole between her legs while the 
near-insane delight of lust-filled enchantment captured compelte charge over 
her. 

"Goddamn, you hot little bitch!" Jack rasped, raising up suddenly, while 
Nora looked dazedly upward into his leering, now wetly glistening face 
from-where she lay beneath him, stripped, naked and helpless in her 
degrading, obscene position. "It's fucking time now, baby ... time to stuff 
that luscious cunt of yours with this throbbing prick of mine, eh? Yeah, 
baby ... you're going to get the fucking of your life!" 

Reality was slowly creeping back over her, but she couldn't move; it was 
almost as if she were hypnotized, with her thighs raised and spread wide 
apart to him, her swollen breasts heaving as she breathed in short gasping 
breaths and her belly quivered and cringed while her eyes locked upon his 
long, thick cock spearing angrily out from his hairy loins. 

And then, he was crawling up over her and she started to plead once more, 
but before she could get the words out, another voice ... a feminine voice 
said: "That's far enough, Jack! Now, get off her before I whip your ass 
bloody!" 

Then, a heavy panting sound reacher her, accompanied by a fierce animal 
growl. Jack swore aloud violently, struggling to get off of her ... "Goddamn 
it, Bonnie, I was just ready to throw a good fuck in her. She's turned-on 
enough now to take on the whole house." 

"That's tough, you bastard! It's time for a little exhibition and you had 
just better have her hot enough for Terry here to finish her off. Now get 
off the bed and let's let him have a little fun." 

With that, she reached behind her and motioned out the door. 

Nora could hardly believe her eyes as all the people she had seen in the 
living room came trooping smilingly in to crowd excitedly around the bed. 
For one brief moment she had thought she might cry, she was that happy to be 
saved from the brutal ravishment she knew was coming from the man named 
Jack. Yet, instead of crying out to the others for help, she had in her 
shocked surprise not moved a muscle. She remained in her obscenely spread 
position with her legs up to her chest as if fastened there. It had all 
happened so fast that her drugged mind could hardly comprehend its meaning 
... and then, she saw that the massive animal had moved forward and raised 
up with its forepaws on the bed, its great head between her legs, and a new 
shudder of horror and shame rippled through her. 

In utter fear, Nora started to lower her legs and roll from the bed, but 
when she saw the huge German shepherd bare his vicious teeth and heard him 
growl his warning, she dared not move, only continued to lie there with her 
thighs still spread and knees drawn up to her breasts, while the beast 
lowered his head and began sniffing at her saliva moistened vagina, his 
bushy tail wagging, his haunches beginning to tremble noticeably. 

"Oh! Oh my God! Help me! Somebody, help me, please ... ?" Nora whimpered to 
the naked crowd in cringing terror. 

Bonnie laughed then, not only at her words, but at the lascivious sight 
before them, a spectacle that also struck her as quite humorous. The 
powerful dog was sniffing at the beautiful woman's naked vagina as if she 
were a bitch in heat! "And the woman ... Nora, her husband had called her 
... she was moaning in near terror as the brute's cold nose suddenly rubbed 
wetly against her tiny cringing anus. 

"My God! Please! Somebody! Call him off me, I beg you!" Nora pleaded in her 
horror. 

"You see?" said Bonnie, turning toward the others, "I told you Terry had a 
preference for fair-haired girls. The wonderful old lecher ... " 

Nora, in her shocked, cringing terror, couldn't believe what was taking 
place. Dear God, they all were standing there naked, their faces actually 
twisted in glazed lust, watching the vile, abominable things this horrible 
beast was doing to her, with obviously no intentions of helping her at all! 
Mother of Christ! Had the whole world gone insane? 

She jerked spasmodically then, hardly daring to realize that the animal's 
tongue had snaked out to lick wetly up and down the crevice surrounding her 
snug little rectum, the tip burrowing slightly into the outer fleshy anal 
ring. 

"Oh God ... Oooooohhhhhh!" she whined aloud, then, momentarily decided to 
try and squirm away, but the powerful animal raised his head, growling 
menacingly as he began to lap with greed at the narrow pink slit between her 
thighs. 

He ran his tongue wetly the full length of it, from the tightly closed 
little anus up over the fluted pink edges of her cunt to the tiny still 
erect bud of her clitoris. His thick tongue spread through the soft 
fleece-sprinkled flesh like a warm knife slicing through butter. It laved 
relentlessly between her widespread legs, pausing only sporadically to lunge 
in a curl deeply into her vaginal passage. She spasmed convulsively as she 
writhed helpless under the dominating beast's tongue, all of the wild 
sensations she had known only a short interval before being quickly revived 
to sweep ungovernably over her once more. 

And then, all of a sudden, her fear became a secondary emotion within her, 
sensual pleasure racing to the forefront! God.-, .oh God! She didn't care 
anymore! It ... it was too wonderful ... too beautiful to ignore or fight 
against! Soft mewls of delight erupted from her and suddenly, she found 
herself placing her hands on the massive dog's ears bravely, and with a deep 
animalistic groan of her own, kicking her legs back further over her head, 
pulling his nose forward into her moist, throbbing vagina that was presented 
up to him now like a naked feast. 

His great tongue shot up the velvety channel to depths that Jack had never 
reached, ravishing her upthrust crotch mercilessly, and she couldn't hold 
back the babbling whines of licentious delight that streamed crazily from 
her lips. 

Paul Quinn, fucking heavily between the tightly locked legs of his hostess, 
was interrupted by a heavy pull on his shoulder. 

"Come on, man, the show's just beginning! You two can fuck all night later!" 

It was all he could do to pull himself from her nakedly writhing body, but 
Mary beneath him, though also groaning out her own disappointment, insisted. 

"Come on, honey! We can't miss this! It's the initiation ceremony for that 
sweet little wife of yours." 

Christ! thought Paul. What the hell are they going to do to Nora? He was a 
bit worried, and yet at the same time masochistically excited by the thought 
of watching others fuck his naked wife ... but ... Paul Quinn in his wildest 
dreams could never have imagined the sight that would greet his eyes as he 
walked through the door and into the room filled with nakedly and excitedly 
grinning men and women. Jesus Christ! There was the husband of the woman he 
had just been fucking standing naked by the bed, his prick standing 
rock-hard and erect like a flagpole, watching Nora - his Nora - her naked 
crotch completely exposed to the huge dog that was ... was ... Christ 
Almighty! The fucking German shepherd was licking her cunt and Nora looked 
as if she was going out of her mind! Or ... or was it he that was blowing 
his head ... ? 

Paul gawked at her in stark amazement. Christ, it was absolutely 
incredulous! Either she had flipped or she was higher than a bird on 
something ... all of them were ... and maybe he wasn't so far from being 
right at that ... the looks on their faces ... Nora whimpered then, and he 
swung around to see Terry raise his great head from her wildly throbbing 
vagina and begin to nudge at her with his nose, as if he were trying to roll 
her onto her stomach ... 

"Turn over! Turn over!" Bonnie ordered. "He wants you over. Get up on your 
knees! Hurry ... !" she was instructed excitedly, and to Paul's 
astonishment, Nora was complying like some trained, drugged slave, the 
expression on her beautiful young face a loose wantonness the likes of which 
he had never seen before. "Like that, like that!" exclaimed Bonnie. "Raise 
your ass high!" And Nora did, onto her knees as commanded, moaning 
passionately as she obediently lifted her lovely buttocks into the air. 

Paul gulped aloud, staring in shocked awe while Nora twisted her rounded 
white buttocks back toward the animal lasciviously, reaching with her 
slender white hands back to spread the cheeks of her ass open as if to give 
the brute full access to her tiny, puckered anus, and his brain whirled 
wildly when he saw the powerful beast's animal tongue lash wetly up and down 
through the smooth, hairless crevice, his own prick giving a desperate, 
unwanted lurch in his pants at the depraved, primeval sight. 

"Oohhh ... ooohhhhhh ... " Nora chanted while Terry splayed his long thick 
tongue wetly, through the length of her hotly quivering cunt lips from 
behind. Then, she found herself trying to widen her knees even further in an 
effort to open the pink gap more to him. His animal tongue- thrust up the 
moist coral furrow, penetrating the deep dilated passageway as it ravished 
her crotch in never ceasing mounting bliss. She moaned gutturally in this 
never before ecstasy as she twisted her head and with blurred eyes thought 
she saw her husband, Paul, beside the bed ... but it was all unimportant ... 
nothing else mattered only the enchanting sensations that were taking place 
back between her upraised ass cheeks' ... 

Then suddenly, through the haze of her ever increasing passion, Nora felt 
the huge German shepherd mount her, his soft furry genitals crowding toward 
her trembling buttocks, his forelegs clutching tightly at her hips in the 
manner of a male human. The beast's lashing tongue had rekindled the flame 
in her loins even more so than the man named Jack's vile ministrations, and 
as she turned her head she caught the entire reflection of their obscene 
depravity in the tilted mirror that hung behind the bed; the salacious sight 
of the great animal mounting the licentiously spread moons of her own soft 
rounded buttocks, plus the lurid reflection of Bonnie and the others lewdly 
appreciative eyes coursing over her nakedly writhing body, sent wildly 
insane and lascivious sensations of lust-incited rapture racing through her 
still drug-fogged mind and body. 

She saw the image of Terry's unbelievably, glistening, coral penis shoot 
forth from its long fleshy scabbard, wet and hard, the tapered end slipping 
and dancing like a beveled, scarlet length of raw meat in the damp open slit 
of her cunt, and she felt his strong animal body jerk against her in his 
effort to penetrate her vagina with the pointed, thickening shaft. 

"Reach back under your cunt and help him, dammit! Help him!" Bonnie 
commanded, as both she and the crowd watching in lewd fascination now, while 
they caressed each other's breasts, cunts, and cocks hungrily. 

With an unrestrained moan, Nora shifted her round nakedly upraised buttocks 
in a searching effort to capture the dog's ever-swelling prick, the heated 
passion within her building toward the mind-shattering stage. Oh God, she 
wanted the long slippery organ inside her! She had to have it before she 
went mad with her constantly growing need! She reached back, grasping the 
wet shaft and causing Terry to half-whimper, as she guided the pointed tip 
toward the now hungrily sucking mouth of her desire-flushed cunt, and 
immediately he thrust, rammed, and thrust again, spreading her cunt hole 
open wider and wider as he entombed his long animal cock deep up inside her 
hot pulsing passage. 

Bonnie watched in sensuous absorption, gaping as the thick flame-hued rod of 
animal flesh slithered forward with a wet charge until it was sunk to its 
hilt, the hairy, sperm-laden balls smacked hard beneath Nora Quinn's damp, 
golden, hairlined pussy curls. 

"Oh! Oh, my God!" Nora blurted, her eyes wide and glazed as the beast, 
grunting heavily, fucked searingly into her from behind while she stared 
over at a man's finger moving sleekly in and out of a blonde girl's lovely 
pink cunt. "Oh, oohhh, ooooohhhhh," she grunted in heavenly relief while she 
began to move backwards rhythmically to meet Terry's powerful, long strokes 
plunging deep into the greedily welcoming depths of her belly. 

Paul Quinn discovered that he was holding, then releasing his breath 
spasmodically, as was his hostess as with gaping eyes they were watching the 
massive dog bucking frenziedly at his now moaning wife's lovely, trembling 
buttocks, attempting to skewer her onto the last remaining inches of the 
still growing shaft of his hard, glistening prick. And to his sickened 
amazement, Paul felt his own cock jerk with unwanting lust at the depraved 
sight of the huge beast fucking forward, burrowing his giant rod of animal 
flesh, wet and shining from Nora's cunt juices, deep up into the squirming, 
clasping pussy of his helplessly kneeling wife. 

"Fuck! I never saw anything like that!" Jack exclaimed. "Look at the little 
bitch fuck back ... she's coming unglued!" 

Paul, in spite of the rising hardness of his penis and the softly teasing 
hands of Mary, the hostess, caressing his firm, sperm bloated balls, felt at 
the moment like leaping to the bed and ripping the dog from his helplessly 
kneeling wife's body. But instead, he suddenly found himself being pulled 
toward the bed by the blonde whip-wielding Bonnie. He was beyond resistance 
at this point, and she pushed him roughly down on his back on the bed next 
to the widly fucking German shepherd and his wife Nora. Then, throwing her 
whip to Mary the hostess, she was straddling over him with her back to him, 
her white rounded buttocks poised teasingly above his lust-incited cock. He 
started to speak but got nowhere. The lovely young blonde had clutched his 
prick and was working its rubbery head into the tiny, gaping mouth of her 
visibly clenching little asshole! 

Paul wanted to struggle, but he couldn't. The very idea of what she was 
doing was too much for him. The lust derived from the mere sight of her hand 
manipulating his rock-hard cock-head into the tiny- puckered hole of her 
anus . :. manipulating her breathtaking buttocks the way she was ... 
squirming her tight young asshole down onto his throbbing shaft ... all of 
it was too much! And then ... she was working her ass with undulated 
movements down onto his pulsating cock, absorbing it right up into the 
tight, velvety constricting depths of her back channel! 

"Oh ... ooohhhh ... ooooohhhhhh!" she cried aloud in obvious pain-pleasure. 
"Daddy! Daadddddyyyy! Fuck my ass, darling! Let me lay back on top of you 
... yes ... yes ... and you fuck my ass, daddy, darling!" 

Paul couldn't cope with what was taking place. He lay back flat with the 
lovely physical presence of her on top of him, his aching rod thrust to its 
entirety up the beautiful blonde girl's asshole ... beyond any sexual quest 
he had ever dreamed of ... and he'd had nothing to do with it! Shit! He was 
going to lose his mind! Even knowing the truth now ... about swap parties 
... about Jack ... about the whole fucking world ... he was lost! Fuck, he 
was lost! His loins were hammering in their desire for release! He might 
lose his mind! And ... and his wife, Nora! There she was ... Christ 
almighty, there she was! Getting fucked to death by a dog! She was losing 
her wits, too! Her face ... his beautiful Nora ... he loved her ... she was 
going wild ... oh ... oh, shit ... it was all too much! 

Nora hung as if suspended on an imaginary level of unbelievable bliss. At 
first, the vicious invasion had nearly blinded her with the unexpected agony 
of the massive animal shaft bursting into her, pushing the velvety, 
resistant flesh of her tight vaginal passage before it, until in seconds he 
had thundered it in its entirety deep up inside the warm constricting depths 
of the waiting channel. And as he continued to piston into the softness of 
her upthrust buttocks, she could feel his animal balls swing hard in 
taunting rhythm down against the quivering bud of her clitoris below. She 
was impaled to the hilt on his ever growing cock and suddenly reveling 
masochistically in its bestial possession of her needing cunt. 

She breathed a moan from her lust-contorted mouth and she began to move in 
tempo backward to meet Terry's superb, panting thrusts. His forelegs clung 
to her rounded white hips like powerful furry arms and she undulated her 
body, rotating her buttocks in lewd, concentric circles, abandoning herself 
to the ecstatic pleasure of the animal-fucking this beautiful dog was 
pounding into her from behind. She wished she could see it better ... 
clearer than the mirror's reflection was affording her ... see it up close 
as it disappeared inside her ... but she had to be content with adding 
visionary pictures, and the mere thought of their unnatural coupling sent 
licentious exultation soaring through her maddenly aroused body. In the 
mirror, she saw her large, taut breasts dancing tightly beneath her 
writhing, perspiring torso, moving in cadence with the delightful, 
rampaging, animal prick that continued to grow, grow, grow ... ever growing 
inside her entire cuntal passage up to her belly. She visualized it sliding 
deeper, deeper into the forever stretched mouth of her welcoming cunt from 
behind, a relentless, steaming rod of shimmering flesh lunging into her. 

In her half-drugged state, Nora no longer felt human. She was a quivering 
mass of sweating, lust-deranged flesh that wanted to be subjugated. She was 
reveling in the humiliation of being fucked by this splendid panting beast 
and she ground her buttocks back against his hairy, hammering body like 
another animal. Never ... never had there ever been anything like this! It 
was sheer ecstasy ... and ... and there before her lay her husband, Paul, 
naked, with the lovely blonde girl on her back on top of him, her beautiful 
long white legs spread wide and drawn back to her full, erect breasts ... so 
that her golden, hair-lined cunt was completely exposed to her ... and ... 
and Paul's long, hard cock was shoved right up her asshole ... ! 

The beautiful girl's tight young pussy looked up at her invitingly, its long 
pink slit trailing down to her buttocks where Nora could see Paul's 
wonderfully hardened cock splitting them ... holding them apart ... its 
thick length buried to the hilt up her obscenely stretched anus, and her 
husband's heavy balls pulsated before her. Something unbelievably possessive 
surged through her and she couldn't, had she wanted to, contain herself as 
she nuzzled her face downward and into the soft, sweet-smelling cunt before 
her face, while the while sensations continued to race over and permeate her 
whole lust-filled being. She started her tongue from the tip of Paul's 
balls, taunting the exposed half-inch of the underside of his prick not yet 
swallowed into the girl's anus, through her quivering and open cunt and 
upward, finally sucking the innerlips and clitoris into her mouth 
simultaneously. 

The voluptuous young blond, Bonnie, had never stopped raising her hips and 
plunging them up and down Paul's plundering cock and as she continued the 
action she pressed her moist pussy that had flowered open with her splayed 
legs against Nora's wildly sucking mouth. Furiously, Nora lashed her tongue 
about the sweet, delicious tasting cunt, her own yet unsated passion 
mounting and mounting ... 

Paul Quinn had given up trying to fathom the basic reason that had brought 
them to this debauched orgy, or how in God's name he could bring it to an 
end; he had only to look at the expression of wantonness on his beloved 
Nora's face to know that even if he could, to interfere with the animal 
fucking she was getting would be to drive her out of her mind. She had to 
climax, to be truly fulfilled for the first time in her life, or she'd be 
forever sexually lost ... but Oh God, how he wished it was his cock that was 
going to bring her that moment of rapture ... And Christ almighty, she was 
licking Bonnie's cunt as he fucked her in the ass ... going right out of her 
mind ... just as he himself was losing all control! 

He couldn't contain the groans of pleasure escaping him as he felt the warm 
soft flesh of Bonnie's full, flattened buttocks pressing tightly against his 
loins. He thrust upward with her every stroke, into the obscenely stretched, 
tightly puckered mouth of her back passage; his eyes locked on his hardened 
shaft disappearing into the tight, wide-stretched pink oval opening between 
the twin white mounds of her quivering, self-punished buttocks. He moaned 
again and watched her raise off from it, gaped with bated breath at the 
tender coral flesh pulling out with it and then being thrust inside as she 
slammed her ass down upon his prick once more. His breathing increased, 
incited by the lewd, lascivious spectacle, and suddenly she began to squirm 
and writhe upon its lengthy thickness in a hotly rolling cadence that made 
her cunt more available to his wife's hungrily sucking mouth, and he felt 
the sudden grumbling in his balls announcing the beginning of the end as his 
cock-head began to throb violently deep - up inside the warm clasping 
channel of her rectum ... 

Bonnie had watched Nora as if hypnotized, her long fingers pummeling her own 
moist, dilated pussy as the beautiful flaxen-haired girl's husband thrust 
his long thick cock beautifully up her ass in the same manner that her own 
husband often did, while her eyes remained fixed on Nora's passion-contorted 
face, sensually enraptured by the absolutely magnificent fucking Terry was 
rendering her from behind. She watched the young beauty's lovely, taut 
breasts, dancing and swaying beneath her writhing body, keeping tempo with 
the dog's lust-hardened cock skewering deeper and deeper into her from the 
rear, a merciless piston of glistening animal flesh sinking to its full 
depth far up into her soft white belly. 

Then, Nora had lowered her head meaningfully, moving her face downward 
toward her tingling pussy, and Bonnie had entwined her fingers in the long 
silken hair, pressing the beautiful desire-filled face in toward her 
genitals, immediately feeling Nora's hot, wet tongue, of its own volition, 
begin to lick the moist velvety flesh of her cunt ... the roundness of her 
soft flesh sucking feverishly at her clitoris ... the length of her tongue 
darting up into her vagina to slash, swirl and lave ... hot breaths coming 
in tight gasps against her flushed, sensitive cuntal flesh as she rotated 
her buttocks and crotch furiously on Paul's impaling cock, just as Nora was 
grinding her ass back against the animal shaft fucking wildly into her. 

The lewd, erotic sight was more than Bonnie could bear to watch any longer; 
her climax was about to erupt inside her from the beautiful mouthing of her 
cunt that Nora was administering along with the ever growing and sodomizing 
prick that was now pulsing furiously with its building sperm up in the 
depths of her delighted rectum. She threw back her head against Paul's 
chest, wailing deeply as the bubble burst and waves of pleasure raced 
through her loins and belly, causing her legs to jerk out spasmodically on 
either side of Nora's lovely head buried hard in her suddenly er-upting 
loins. 

She heard Paul choke out a gasping oath beneath her and felt his pumping rod 
begin spewing its white hot load deep up into her bowels in jets of fiery 
sperm that splashed obscenely around inside her, while Nora began to utter 
muffled whimpers. Suddenly, Nora raised her face from her hot spewing cunt 
and Bonnie saw her glazed eyes grow round and wide as she began to moan. 

"Ooohhh ... oooohhhhhh, my God, I'm ... I'm going to, I think! Some ... 
something is happening! Yes ... Yes! I-I'm going to cum! I am ... God 
Almighty! I am! Oooooooohhhhhhh ... now ... ooohhh ... I'm cuummiinnnggg ... 
!" Nora wailed until her voice died in a strangled mixture of sob and sigh, 
her long flaxen hair twisting from side to side, her head flailing wildly as 
she began the first delightful spasms of orgasm, screwing her smooth, 
rounded buttocks back onto the thickening, driving animal cock with 
abandoned frenzy. 

Paul could see in the tilted wall mirror the reflection of Terry, the huge 
dog's tongue hanging loosely from the mouth of his great head, panting and 
dripping its saliva onto the smooth white flesh of Nora's back while he 
fucked into her salaciously undulating buttocks with feral fury. Then, Nora 
shrieked once more, slamming her ass back against the dog prick with a 
frantic jerk as simultaneously he thrust forward and his massively swollen 
cock began to squirt its hot animal sperm deep up into her belly in long, 
hard, jet-like streams. Again, Nora screamed, and her buttocks began to 
contract convulsively while both Bonnie and Paul watched the mirror to see 
the combination human-animal, thick, white orgasmic liquid nearly explode 
from the swollen lips of her tightly locked cunt that was still clasping and 
squeezing Terry's long thick prick, thin rivulets of the sticky, white fluid 
running down the satiny white columns of her soft inner thighs in wetly 
cascading quakes ... 

Oh, God, she had never had an orgasm like this in her whole life. It felt as 
though a volcano were gushing the whole of its warmly flowing lava deep up 
into her almost bursting belly, and then, as quickly as it began, it was 
over. Somehow the dog, Terry, had pulled himself from her and leaped from 
the bed; and then another stranger was rolling her limply over on her back 
and was crawling between her widespread thighs and had begun driving his 
lust-hardened cock deep up into her animal-sperm-filled vagina. How long it 
lasted she didn't know. There were faint momentary seconds of consciousness 
when she could hear her own voice pleading to the naked group of men around 
the bed to fuck her more, four of them at one time, and then would come 
darkness again with the heavy perspiring weight of another nakedly eager 
body falling between her welcomingly spread thighs. 

Paul had long since disappeared into another room, and it wasn't until 
later, much later, and God only knew how many different men, that he 
returned and lifted her sperm-flooded body from the bed, dressed her quickly 
and carried her to the car and home ... 

 Chapter Eight 

Rita Rim had returned from Florida. Her father had been pronounced out of 
danger, and the prognosis for his recovery was very encouraging. 

She and Lee were visiting the Quinns. All of her news had been exhausted, 
and the four sat sipping their drinks. They had decided not to tell the Rims 
about the dog, Terry, but had agreed to tell them the equally bizarre story 
that had occurred to them afterwards. 

It was Lee who brought up the subject by asking about Paul and Nora's 
experiences with the swap' club they had visited down at the beach. 

There was silence for a moment; neither Nora, or Paul, was willing to start 
an explanation. 

"Was it something less than you expected ... ?" Lee quieried. 

"Well ... " Paul said, looking uncomfortably at Nora. "It was pretty wild 
... a lot wilder than we thought it would be!" 

"How many couples were there?" Rita asked, a glow of interest in her eyes. 
It was the first she had heard of it. 

"There were five couples ... including us ... " Nora volunteered. " ... And 
they all went for ... sex in groups!" 

"You mean ... everybody ... all doing it at the same time?" Rita asked. "Ten 
people ... ?" She tried to visualize such a scene. 

"No ... not exactly like that ... !" Paul corrected. "It was two groups ... 
!" He stopped, not quite sure how to explain it. 

"What he means ... " Nora said, taking it up, "Four of the women ... were 
with Paul ... and ... " 

"And ... four men ... for you ... ?!" Rita gasped, seizing on the idea, 
quickly. 

"Y-Yes ... that's the way it was ... !" Nora answered. 

"Well ... what happened ... ?" Lee wanted to know, sitting forward on the 
couch. 

"It was wild!" Paul grinned. 

"It was horrible ... at first!" Nora grimaced, remembering herself with the 
giant German shepherd before it happened. 

Rita exploded with, "Horrible ... ? It should have been out of this world! 
Imagine ... ! Four men ... at one time! It makes me all tingly ... just 
thinking about it!" 

"You would!" Lee observed, looking hard at his wife; then turned back to 
ask, "You said ... at first ... what do you mean ... ?" 

Nora's face flushed, as she remembered coming to full consciousness for a 
while during the evening and what had happened. "Well ... four men coming at 
you with ... big hard ... c-cocks ... is sort of ... well ... frightening, 
to say the least. They're only a certain number of places ... " 

Lee understood, at once, but Rita wasn't sure. She queried, "You mean ... 
they used ... all your openings ... ?" 

"Y-Yes ... " she faltered. 

"And ... afterward ... ?" Rita probed. 

"Well ... I got used to it ... and it was ... all right!" 

"She's understating it!" Paul added. "The way I heard it ... she really 
flipped ... after a while ... but what worried me was that ... she might 
have gotten hurt ... !" 

"Are you going back?" Rita asked, breathlessly. 

"Well ... I don't ... " Paul started. 

Nora cut in. "No!" she said with emphasis. "It was wild ... all right ... 
but it wasn't my idea ... of sex fun! Those four men ... practically ... 
r-raped me!" 

"She was gang-fucked!" Paul explained. 

" ... Well ... what about the four women?" Lee wondered. 

"Naturally ... it was different with them ... they did a lot of lesbian 
things, together ... " 

"Did you ... fuck all four ... ?" 

"Yes ... " 

Lee smiled, dubiously. "I don't believe it!" 

"You don't have to ... Old Buddy!" 

Rita had been thoughtful during the exchange between the two men. "I think 
it'd be fun ... to do it in a group ... some of the time!" 

"We've got our group ... right here!" Paul told them. "And what I think ... 
and I agree with Nora on this ... that it'd be better ... if we stuck with 
people we really know!" 

Lee was right with him. "You mean ... like we could start our own group ... 
and just invite people we know and like already ... . ?" 

"That's the idea!" Paul assured him. 

"You don't get any kooky ones that way!" Nora added. 

"Oh, that's wonderful! A great idea!" Rita enthused. "Let's get started ... 
right away!" 

"Let's take some time to think about it ... and who we'd like to have ... 
but right now ... I'd like to make a suggestion." Paul smiled. 

"Okay ... " Lee agreed. 

"I've got the beginnings of a good hard-on coming on ... and I'd like very 
much to put it to work!" His eyes were glued to Rita Rim, drinking in the 
loveliness of her body, revealed through her see-through blouse. 

"Paul ... darling!" Nora reminded him. "I'm your wife ... remember ... and I 
have something to say about that!" 

The tall redhead looked over at her, startled, wondering what she was 
objecting to, now; after all, it had been pretty well established among the 
four of them ... that what he had suggested would be acceptable. He would 
take Rita ... his old friend, Lee, would make it with his wife, Nora. 

"I don't get it ... ?" Paul queried. "What's wrong ... with my wanting to 
take Rita to bed?" 

"Nothing!" Nora smiled at her husband. "Just take me ... too!" 

"What do you mean?" 

"It's simple ... you said we had our group ... didn't you?" 

"Oh, you mean ... all four of us ... right now ... ?" 

"Of course, darling ... what else?" Nora smiled, rising and going to where 
Lee Rim sat. She re-seated herself beside him, and he took her into his 
arms, solidly. He murmured, questioningly, "Are you sure ... that's what you 
want?" 

"Yes ... Lee ... I'm very sure! All four of us rolling all sweaty and naked 
together in one great big bed ... !!" 


End
