HOT BITCH WIVES
By Frank Harper


Foreword

It's been said that every person has some dark passion within his soul – some hidden
secret, desire, or whim that may never surface to be seen by even the closest confidante.
Such a secret can be evil and sinister, or it may be trivial and trite.
In America, such dark passions are easily submerged and hidden by the complexities of
everyday living. Yet sometimes dark passions surface – and another Richard Speck or
Lee Harvey Oswald emerges. Sometimes such passions are exposed – and another
Watergate or ITT affair hits the headlines.
HOT BITCH WIVES is a dramatic representation of women who dare to let their most
base desires and passions come to the fore. They are some of the few who are willing to
accept the consequences, be it reward or punishment, for allowing themselves to be
sexually liberated. Their story is a startling insight into the lives of people who dare to
let it all hang out.
-The Publisher


Chapter 1

Cathy Baldwin had entered the house next door without knocking many times before.
It was about the usual time she and Mona took a morning coffee break.
She moved along the hallway, her heels not making a sound on the thick carpet. She
passed a bedroom, the bathroom, then heard low moaning sounds as she approached
another bedroom.
Sure that the sounds of pleasure could only be coming from the lips of a female getting
royally fucked, Cathy stopped just before she got to the doorway, her pulse quickening.
Knowing that Mona's husband wasn't supposed to be home, telling herself that she
should turn and quickly leave the house, Cathy couldn't seem to make her feet move
backward. Excited by the sounds, curious, thinking Mona might even be finger-fucking
herself, Cathy couldn't resist the temptation to take a peek.
Cautiously moving closer and keeping her body well back from the bedroom doorway,
Cathy was shocked by the sight that greeted her eyes. Naked, Mona was sitting on the
side of the bed, her knees spread wide, her big German shepherd's cunt-lapping tongue
causing the little moans to spill from between her parted lips.
Her knees suddenly weak, Cathy pulled her face back, even though a quick glance had
told her that Mona's eyes were tightly closed. She should leave without even taking
another look, Cathy thought. She had no right to be spying on her neighbor, her
friend, and it would really be embarrassing for them both if Mona saw her.
Still, looking wouldn't do any harm. Not if Mona didn't find out. She'd just be very
careful and not get caught. She'd heard about females having sex with dogs, but she'd
never given the subject much thought. The idea of a woman doing such a thing had
turned her off, really, and she'd thought fucking around with an animal was really the
depth of depravity.
Cathy had cautiously looked again. The big dog was still lapping Mona's cunt. The
pretty, big-titted woman's entire crotch was wet and glistening with the animal's saliva.
The dark pussy hairs were plastered into a tangled mat and Mona was making little
hunching movements and squirming her ass against the mattress.
The pleasure she was experiencing was registering on Mona's face and her eyes were
still closed. Mona had put her hands on her tits and was squeezing her big knockers.
The nipples were obviously hard and the big titties jutted without any support. Mona's
boobs were no bigger than hers, Cathy thought. Her own tits jutted and rode just as
high on her chest, too.
Again looking down at Mona's dark beaver, at the dog's tongue licking and probing
deep between the slightly parted pussy-lips, Cathy felt her own passion soaring. Despite
her shock at the sight of a dog licking a woman's snatch, a warmth began to build in
her cunt and flow out in all directions as she looked at the German shepherd's cock
poking out of its sheath.
The pointed rod was red, glistening wetly, and was jerking as the big dog's hindquarters
made little hunching movements. Cathy was amazed to see how far the dog's prick
extended.
"That's the way, Willie! Lick my snatch just a little more and soon I'll let you fuck the
hell out of me!"
Cathy had ducked her head back out of sight when Mona had started talking to the
dog. Again telling herself that she shouldn't be spying, Cathy took a few steps
backward. But she heard the moans and little whimpering sounds indicating that Mona
was having an orgasm and she couldn't resist the urge to take another look.
Cathy had hesitated long enough for the scene to change. Mona had slipped from the
bed and was down on the carpet on her hands and knees. Willie was trying to mount
her, his long cock jabbing blindly as he hunched his hindquarters with short and jerky
movements.
Mona reached back between her legs and guided the dog's prick into her pussy. He
started right out pumping fast and furiously and Mona matched the swift pace. Staring,
sexy-hot because of the exciting sight, Cathy could easily tell that being fucked by the
big dog wasn't a new experience for Mona.
She fleetingly wondered if Jack Ralston knew his wife was fucking around with a dog.
Jack was a tugboat captain and worked seven days on 'and seven days off. Her own
husband, Bob, was a mechanic and he was home every night. She'd seen Mona leave
the house in the evenings, and sometimes during the day. She'd suspected her lovely
neighbor of cheating, but she hadn't dreamed that the cheating also included having sex
with a dog. Cathy could tell when the dog shot his wad. She was also sure that Mona
had climaxed. Afraid of being caught, thinking that maybe the big German shepherd
would smell her after his passion had simmered down, Cathy turned and hurried along
the hail.
In the kitchen again, she remembered to keep her heels from clicking on the tile. She
hurried out, closing the door quietly behind her, and ran across the driveway. In her
own kitchen, feeling flushed and feverish, and in her mind still seeing Mona being
fucked by the dog, she sank down on a chair. How could she face Mona and not let it
be known that she'd peeked? And why had she gotten so horny while watching an act
that had shocked her and should have left her with nothing except a feeling of disgust?
Her nipples were hard and stiff against her bra, her panty-crotch was damp, and she
didn't think she could wait until Bob got home to put out the smoldering flames that
had made her clutch at her own crotch while watching Mona being humped by the
horny dog. She wasn't ashamed to masturbate. She never had been. She'd been finger
fucking herself a hell of a lot longer than she'd been enjoying sex with her very virile
husband. Mona might decide to come over at any time, though, and it would be
frustrating to be interrupted just when she got going good. Besides, it wasn't as if she
were some kind of a nympho unable to keep herself under control. She could wait a few
minutes and see if Mona put the dog outside.
Cathy had gotten to her feet and moved to a window where she could see the back yard
and the back of the house next door. The German shepherd had a dog house on the
back of the property, where he was usually chained, and she still couldn't get used to
the idea that Mona had let the big animal suck and fuck her.
She'd seen it happening, though, and she couldn't keep from wondering how it'd feel to
have the long tongue lapping her own cunt. Not that she wanted to give it a try! Nor
did she want the dog's cock pronging her pussy! If she wanted to cheat on her husband,
she sure as hell wouldn't do it with a dog!
Bob had been the only man in her life where sex was concerned. And she supposed she
could count the guys she'd even kissed. Nineteen now, she'd just made eighteen when
she'd met and married Bob. She knew that he'd been around a lot before their
marriage. Things like that were expected of a man, though. He was now twenty-six and
he'd had to have a lot of practice to be able to teach her all the wonderful mysteries of
sex.
They'd been mysteries before she'd married Bob, anyway. She'd had wild fantasies while
still a virgin and she'd felt lucky when she'd found that sex was even better in real-life.
Bob had taught her just about everything and she'd enjoyed all the various acts. She'd
experimented willingly, too. Not only because she loved her husband and wanted to
make him a good wife, but also because she'd wanted to sample all the joys of sex she'd
only heard and read about before.
She wasn't sure that Bob had been true to her during the eighteen months they'd been
married. She'd been able to tell from his talk that he'd been quite a cunt-hound all of
his adult life even when he'd been just a kid. Habits were difficult to give up, she knew,
but as long as he didn't do anything to make her suspicious, she wouldn't quiz him.
Questions might give him ideas and he took care of his homework in the sex
department. She was really quite demanding, too, and he'd often teasingly told her that
he was thankful for having a hot-ass wife.
Wishing that her handsome husband were there with his big hard cock right then,
Cathy started to turn from the window when she saw Mona and the dog come out the
back door. Mona had Willie on a leash. He followed her back to the dog house and she
replaced the leash with the chain, then walked back towards the house.
Mona was thirty-one, but she looked much younger. Her husband was thirty-five and
they'd been married ten years. They'd been paying on their home for eight years, since
moving in, and when giving Cathy the information Mona had laughed and said the
home would be paid for in twenty-two more years.
Cathy and Bob had taken almost their last dollar for the down payment on their home,
but it was better than paying rent for thirty years, Cathy thought. She couldn't
remember having a home, as she'd lived in an orphanage from the age of three until a
couple of months before meeting Bob.
Cathy's thoughts were broken off when she saw Mona toss the leash on the small back
porch, look her way, then start towards her house. Cathy turned from the window and
put water on for coffee, wondering if she'd be able to talk to the lovely woman without
letting it be known that she'd observed her fucking with the dog.
Mona entered without knocking, the usual bright smile on her pretty face, and Cathy
managed to return the cheery greeting in her usual friendly manner.
Mona sat down at the table while Cathy made the coffee. There was the usual
unimportant small-talk and Cathy managed to keep the conversation ball bouncing,
even though in her mind she kept picturing the dog lapping Mona's cunt and humping
the woman's shapely buttcheeks.
Dressed in a skimpy white halter and tight-ass white shorts, Mona looked like a well
developed teenager. Cathy knew that she also looked good in a halter and shorts, and
she often dressed that way. She was a blonde, her skin was a kind of golden color and
she had blue eyes, while Mona had rather dark skin and coal-black eyes.
"What are you going to do today?" Mona asked after Cathy had poured the coffee and
sat down across from her at the table.
"The usual," Cathy said. "Dust, clean house, maybe do some sewing. Why?"
"I just thought you might like to go for a ride, Cathy. I might drive to the beach this
afternoon. I might even go to a cocktail lounge and have a few drinks while I'm killing
some time. It does get lonely without Jack and he'll be gone four more days."
"I'd better stay here," Cathy said, tempted to tell Mona that she hadn't appeared lonely
while sexing it up with the German shepherd. "I don't like to go anyplace without Bob
being along."
"Don't you get bored, honey? Staying around the house all day would bore the hell out
of me. Each and every day like you do, I mean."
"I manage to keep busy," Cathy said. "I don't know how it'd be if Bob didn't come
home each afternoon, of course, but I'm happy with my life the way it is."
"I'm not unhappy with my life," Mona said, smiling. "Jack and I have a new
honeymoon each time he comes home. It's just that I have trouble doing without sex
when he's away. We've never talked about such things, and I don't want to offend you,
but I am curious about your sex life. Are you and Bob as compatible as you appear to
be?"
"I suppose so," Cathy said. "We get along just fine in bed, anyway. I have no
complaints and I think he's satisfied with that part of our marriage."
"I haven't been around Bob very much, of course, but he strikes me as being a very
understanding man. Jack and I get along just fine in bed, too. Or down on the carpet!
Anyplace where we happen to make it!"
Cathy didn't say anything, again afraid that if she talked too much, she'd let it Slip
about what she'd seen just a few minutes before. She liked Mona very much and it
would probably change their relationship if Mona found out that she knew about the
fuck-action with Willie. Besides, she wasn't sure that it was right to be discussing 
sex with Mona. Not the sexual pleasures she shared with Bob, anyway.
"I guess you're wondering why I brought up the subject of sex," Mona said after a short
silence.
"I was mostly wondering why you'd be curious about my sex life," Cathy said, sipping
her coffee, tempted to say that she was just as curious about Mona's.
"Maybe it was just a way to get started telling about my own sex life," Mona said, her
dark eyes serious. "You might find out things from another source and I'd rather tell
you a few facts myself. Jack and I have an understanding. We don't feel that we own
each other just because we're married. I have sex outside our marriage and so does he."
"In other words, you cheat on each other."
Mona laughed low in her throat and took a sip of her coffee before saying, "It couldn't
very well be called cheating, Cathy. Not when we gave each other permission. We both
enjoy sex too much to go without it every other week. Not that Jack has many chances
for pussy while he's away from home. He manages to get off the tugboat long enough
to fuck a girl now and then, though. Does such blunt language bother you, Cathy?"
"No," Cathy said. "Bob and I often talk that way when we're enjoying sex. I'll admit
that I had to get used to the idea of speaking so plainly, though, and I've only done it
with my husband."
"Am I right in assuming that you and Bob practice and enjoy all the various sex acts
possible between a man and a woman, Cathy?"
"I guess your assumption's close enough to the truth," Cathy said. "I will say that my
husband taught me everything. I've never been with another man, I mean."
"I couldn't possibly estimate the number I'd laid when I was your age," Mona said,
finishing her coffee, then surprising Cathy by pushing her chair back and standing.
"I'm afraid we'll have to continue our talk another time, honey. I've got to be going."
"You have a date?" Cathy asked, immediately wishing she hadn't asked the question.
"Could be," Mona said, smiling. "Don't be jealous, though. Your handsome husband
will be home this afternoon and I have the feeling he knows how to make you very
happy. I'll see you in the morning, honey."
A wave of her hand, another bright smile, and Mona was gone. Cathy stared at the
closed door, feeling strangely disappointed. She was sure that Mona had meant to talk
more, maybe even tell about having sex with the dog, and something had changed her
mind. It couldn't very well have been shame, Cathy thought. She doubted that the
lovely, sexy-looking woman would feel shame where any kind of sex was concerned.
She wasn't ashamed of what she did with Bob, Cathy told herself, finishing her coffee.
She never had been. But she didn't think she could keep from feeling shame if she let a
dog lap and fuck her. Or if she cheated on Bob with another man, for that matter, even
if she was honest enough to admit that she was often curious about how it'd be to get
fucked by various attractive men she'd seen.
She had the feeling that Mona's husband also knew how to make a female very happy.
Jack was very good-looking, and she hadn't been around him all that much, but if she
was a cheating wife, she'd get to know him much better. Mona probably had the hots
for Bob. Maybe she'd been working up to suggesting that Bob take care of her sexual
needs while Jack was away.
Getting to her feet, telling herself that seeing Mona getting fucked by the dog had really
put crazy thoughts into her head, Cathy spent the rest of the day dusting and giving the
house a general cleaning.
Shortly after five, Cathy heard the car and met Bob at the back door as usual. Also, as
usual, they embraced and kissed before he took his shoes off. As she did quite often, she
turned the tender kiss into one of passion and shoved her tongue into his mouth to
show that she was in the mood for a fuck.
After lashing his tongue with Cathy's and gripping her butt with his strong fingers
while pulling her close, Bob broke the passionate kiss and chuckled, still holding her
crotch firmly against his.
"My hot young wife seems to have fucking or sucking on her mind!"
"Both," Cathy said, smiling, happy to feel his cock lifting into a hard-on. "I thought I'd
take a shower with you, honey. I've been in the mood for fucking and sucking most of
the day, and if we were rich, I would've called you on the phone."
"There must be something in the air that turned us both on," Bob said, grinning. "I got
a hard-on twice today while thinking of you, baby."
"Are you sure you didn't see some flashing legs and near-naked bodies and get a hardon 
because of that?" Cathy asked teasingly, slipping a hand down between their bodies
and gripping his hard cock through his clothes.
"A broad did show me her ass this afternoon," Bob said, kissing Cathy lightly on the
lips, then pulling back as she let go of his poking prick. "She wasn't wearing panties
and when she got out of her car, she took my picture with her gaping gash. I already
had a hard-on from thinking of your pretty pussy, though, and her cunt didn't look half
as inviting as your sweet snatch."
"Flattery will get you anything you want," Cathy said, watching as Bob turned and
leaned over to take off his shoes. "I'll go get undressed and adjust the spray."
"Wait," Bob said. "I'll cool you off right here. How long has it been since I had hair-pie
on the kitchen table?"
"Maybe two weeks," Cathy said, laughing and quickly bunching her dress around her
waist.
Cathy had kicked out of her sandals and perched her butt on the table by the time Bob
removed his shoes and straightened. Knowing that her husband liked to take her
panties off, she'd left the brief garment on.
After Bob hooked his fingers under the narrow waistband and pulled the panties down
and off, with Cathy lifting her ass helpfully, he pulled up a chair and sat down. She
draped her legs over his shoulders and back and he snuggled his head in between her
thighs.
He used his thumbs to part her pussylips, then blew his warm breath directly into her
cunt. She gasped and grabbed his head with her hands as he kissed, then licked her
quivering cuntlips. She tangled her fingers in his thick brown hair, thrilling to the
delightful sensation, remembering how the shepherd's tongue had lapped Mona's pussy,
deciding that she'd tell Bob about the bestial fuck she'd observed.
Cathy tugged and dug her fingers into Bob's scalp when he slithered his hot tongue
into her steaming snatch-hole and began swabbing the wails of her cunt. She moaned
and wriggled her ass against the smooth surface of the table, balanced right on the
brink of an orgasm before he went to her clitoris.
She started spasming the instant his tongue went to her erect cut and began lapping.
He got his lips around the sensitive bump of flesh, added sucking to his skillful lapping,
and she also enjoyed the slurping sounds his mouth was making as she thrilled to a
blissful and prolonged climax.


Chapter 2

After Cathy sagged limply and Bob had finished gulping down her cunt-cum, she
offered to suck his cock right then and there. But Bob wanted to shower first. He
picked her up from the table and carried her to the bathroom, a hand clasping her bare
ass, and Cathy snuggled her face against his neck.
He did smell a little sweaty, but it wasn't an unpleasant odor to her. The strong male
smell added to her excitement, really, but she was glad that he'd stopped her from
sucking him off. She wanted to be fucked first, then maybe go down on him until his
big cock exploded in her mouth.
They squeezed into the stall and when they were both wet, Bob turned the water off.
They soaped each other, working up a lather on both their bodies, and Cathy soon had
his nipples as stiffly erect as her own. They moved their hands lower then, she getting a
thick lather on his poking prick and heavy balls, he doing the same to her beaver and
ass-crack.
He shoved a soapy finger into her cunt, at the same time mashing his mouth to hers.
There was the faint taste of her released cunt-juice lingering on his lips, not an
unpleasant taste to her, and while they were kissing passionately and lashing their
tongues together, he pulled his finger from her clinging pussy and eased the soap
slippery digit into her asshole.
Knowing what Bob wanted to do, and suddenly eager to have his big prick plow its way
deep into her tight and sensitive shitter, Cathy hunched along with his probing finger
and broke the feverish kiss.
"Fuck me back there," she said, gazing into his blazing brown eyes.
"I thought you wanted to suck me off," he said teasingly, keeping his slippery finger
busy in her clutching asshole.
"I'll do that later," she said. "After we go to bed tonight. Unless, of course, you aren't in
the mood to stick your big beauty in my asshole.
"It'll be fast," Bob said, removing his finger from her clinging ass-flesh. "My cum's
practically churning in my balls already."
While Bob spoke, Cathy turned around. She leaned as far over as she could, tilting her
ass at what she'd learned was a perfect angle for being corn-holed while in the shower
stall. Feeling the blunt cock-head being placed against her asshole, she relaxed her
sphincter muscle and told Bob she was ready.
He applied pressure and his soap-slippery cock-head popped past the tight elastic ring
of her bung. There wasn't any pain, as he'd pronged her asshole so much it was tough
and stretched easily, but there was the familiar feeling of discomfort as he pushed his
stiff and slippery cock in until his heavy balls slapped against her pussylips.
The discomfort quickly passed, as she'd known that it would, and a pleasant warm glow
began spreading in all directions from her plugged shitter. She made a little hunching
movement to let Bob know that she was ready to be fucked. She knew that he'd been
adjusting to the clasping heat of her tight tunnel, maybe even fighting for control, and
she hoped he'd be able to last at least two or three minutes.
Slowly pulling his hard cock out until only the swollen knob remained embedded in
Cathy's throbbing asshole, Bob then slowly shoved his stiff cock in balls deep again. He
repeated the deep fuck-thrusts again and again, quickening the tempo as Cathy
hunched faster. Soon he was pistoning his prick swiftly, still pushing in all the way to
the hilt on each forward stroke, his fingers gripping her soapy hips.
Bob lasted at least five minutes before he told Cathy that he couldn't hold back any
longer. She clamped down on his throbbing cock, making her sensitive asshole even
tighter, and he leaned over her back and slipped a hand under to her cunt. He inserted
a finger and began stimulating her clitoris. She spasmed just as his big cock jerked
spasmodically and spurted hot sperm into her churning bowels.
They continued to move together until Bob's balls were drained, his cock was going
limp, and Cathy's passion had simmered down. He withdrew, she straightened, turned,
and after a brief and tender kiss, he asked if she thought the fast ass-fuck would hold
her until bedtime.
"It might," Cathy said, smiling. Then, soberly, "Am I too demanding, Bob?"
"No, honey," Bob said seriously. He then chuckled and added, "If my cock ever fails to
respond, I can always use my tongue and fingers, you know, and I'd far rather have a
slightly overly sexed wife than a frigid, pleasure-hating one. I take credit for turning
you into an uninhibited sexpot, anyway, so I'll do my best to keep you as satisfied as
possible in any way I can."
"I have no complaints," Cathy said. "You do a good job in taking care of me, and I'm
very happy." Bob just grinned and turned the water on. After they'd washed and rinsed,
Cathy left to get dinner ready.
They ate in the kitchen, as it was more handy, and after he had complimented her on
the excellent meal, Bob went to the living room. It didn't take Cathy long to wash the
dishes and clean the kitchen, and while doing the chore, she wondered if it'd be a
mistake to tell Bob about Mona and Jack's understanding and about Mona getting
fucked by the dog.
Her husband might tell her to keep away from Mona. He might not want his wife to
associate with such characters as the couple next door. She wouldn't want to go against
his wishes, but she didn't want to lose Mona's friendship, either.
Still, if she didn't tell Bob and he found out later in some way, he might think she'd
been trying to put something over on him. There was another matter to think about,
too. After Bob found out that Mona took her marriage vows so lightly, he just might
get the idea that he should do some fucking and sucking with his lovely neighbor.
Cathy was still undecided later that evening. She and Bob watched a couple of
television programs, then he got up from the couch where he'd been stretched out and
snapped the set off.
"If we're going to get some of that stuff cats and dogs and some humans fight over,
we'd better go to bed, honey. I'm supposed to go in an hour earlier in the morning. I
promised to have a car out by nine o'clock and it was either go in early or work late
today."
Cathy met Bob's eyes and got to her feet. Her robe parted down the front and his eyes
flicked up and down her nakedness.
"We don't have to make it tonight, Bob. If you'd rather get more sleep and rest, it's all
right with me."
"Are you kidding! Hell, I've been looking forward to an hour or so of sex with my
beautiful and sexy young wife!"
"You go get undressed," Cathy said happily. "I'll turn the lights out and lock the
doors."
"Maybe we should get a watchdog," Bob said, his eyes on Cathy's thrusting tits. "I
guess the German shepherd next door does enough barking to scare prowlers away,
though."
"His name's Wilhelm," Cathy said. "Mona calls him Willie most of the time. I found
out today that she's really crazy about the big animal, too."
"I don't understand," Bob said, meeting Cathy's eyes. "What do you mean?"
"I'll tell you in the bedroom," Cathy said. "I'll probably be there by the time you get
undressed."
A puzzled expression remained on Bob's handsome features, but he left the room
without asking any more questions. It didn't take Cathy very long to secure the house
for the night and when she got to the bedroom, Bob was naked and on the bed.
Slipping out of the robe, Cathy climbed onto the bed. Bob's cock was almost totally soft
and she liked to feel the tool come throbbingly alive in her mouth.
Bob's cock was a fraction over nine inches in length when completely erect. Cathy had
measured the big fuck-stick during the first week of their marriage, shortly after giving
her husband a blowjob for the first time. She'd swallowed the hot and thick jizz and
had enjoyed that experience as well as the sucking. He hadn't lost his hard-on,
explaining that the fact she had sucked his cock made him stay hot and horny.
He'd been going down on her since the second night. She'd really enjoyed the wildly
wonderful sensation of getting her cunt lapped right from the beginning. Not that she
hadn't enjoyed the delightful fucking the first night and all the times since. There
hadn't been much pain or blood when her cherry had been destroyed by Bob's big cock.
In fact, what she'd been led to believe could be a painful and even a disappointing
experience had been nothing of the kind.
After she'd thrilled to her first fuck, she'd immediately wanted to do it again, and, after
a trip to the bathroom, they'd done just that. Bob had been hesitant, as he'd also had
misconceptions where virginity was concerned, but she hadn't had a sore twat from
going at it so hot and heavy the first night.
It'd been almost two months before Bob had even brought up the subject of assfucking. 
He'd fingered her butthole and it'd felt good. A few times he'd even tongued
her bung when caught up in the heat of passion. That had felt great. She'd hesitated at
first when he'd finally asked if she cared to experiment. Curious, as well as knowing
that her asshole was very sensitive, she'd told him to try and get his big cock in the
tight, hot hole.
She'd gotten on her hands and knees and Bob had gotten his cock slippery by making a
few thrusts into her juicy cunt. There'd been a sharp, tingling pain when he'd pushed
the blood-engorged knob in her virgin shitter, then there'd been a dull ache while he'd
slowly shoved his stiff prick-shaft deep into her ass, but the warm glow of pleasure had
soon replaced the discomfort. She'd quickly learned to enjoy corn-holing and she'd been
lucky to be so tough back there. She was still lucky.
"You were going to explain why Mona's so crazy about the German shepherd, Cathy."
Down between Bob's muscular legs, Cathy had been sucking his thrusting cock. She'd
enjoyed making his prick get hard in her mouth and she hadn't been trying to make
him shoot. She liked to cock-suck even without expecting a spurting reward and she
was looking forward to a prolonged sex-session with her long-lasting husband.
She pulled her clinging lips from his hard, poking cock, keeping a firm grip on the base
of the stiff prick-shaft, and leaving the fingers of her other hand cupped around his
heavy balls. She met his passion-filmed eyes and decided she'd tell him everything she
knew about Mona, Jack, and the dog.
"I've told you about us visiting back and forth for coffee, Bob. This morning I went
over there and saw something that really shocked me."
"Let me guess," Bob said. "You saw Mona having sex with the dog."
"How did you know?"
"What else would shock you, honey? Hell, you mentioned the dog and Mona and that
you saw something that shocked you. What did she say when you caught her?"
"Mona didn't see me," Cathy said, then she went on to tell how she'd sneaked down
the hallway to peek when she'd heard the moans of pleasure.
"What was she doing with the dog?" Bob asked. He chuckled and said, "Maybe I
should ask that differently! What was the dog doing to her?"
"She was sitting on the side of the bed, naked, and Willie was lapping her cunt."
"Is that all? He didn't fuck her?"
"He did a little later," Cathy said, thinking that Bob was taking the news very calmly. "I
stayed long enough to peek and see Mona down on her hands and knees while the
shepherd pronged her like crazy. I'm sure that she climaxed when he did. I hauled my
ass for home after that. I must say, honey, you don't seem shocked or even surprised."
"Why should I be? It isn't any of my business, and Mona looks like a horny piece, the
type to need and take her sexual pleasure anyplace with anybody or anything. Besides,
I've run into this kind of thing before. I'm just as broad-minded about bestiality as I am
about any other kind of sex."
"Maybe you'd better explain," Cathy said. "When and where did you run into bestiality
before?"
"I was fifteen, honey. I knew a neighbor woman who let a Great Dane lap and bang
her. I found the sight strangely exciting, really, and I've also watched stag films
involving females and dogs."
"Then you don't think I should be ashamed because I got horny watching the dog
lapping and fucking Mona? I did, and I would've frigged myself if I hadn't been afraid
she'd come over for coffee after she finished with Willie."
"I've told you many times that shame and guilt have no place in anything having to do
with sex, Cathy. That's my opinion, anyway, and I'd think there was something wrong
if you hadn't gotten excited from watching Mona take on the German shepherd. Did
Mona come over for coffee?"
"Yes," Cathy said, still holding onto the thick base of Bob's thrusting cock, the
throbbing she could feel with her fingers indicating that his passion hadn't been
lessened the slightest – and maybe had even increased. "I didn't let her know that I'd
peeked, though. Don't you think we should delay the talk for a little while?"
"That's up to you, honey. I think I have one of my extra-special long-lasting hard-ons,
though, so maybe you should take a ride, cool off, and we'll talk later."
Saying that she thought he had a good idea, Cathy moved until she was straddling Bob
and his poking prick. He moved his legs close together and she got into a squatting
position, lowered, and speared his hard cock up into her pulsating cunt. Keeping most
of her weight on her knees and her thighs, she held her head and upper body upright
and began bouncing up and down on his ramrod-stiff prick.
Bob reached up and began fondling Cathy's thrusting and throbbing, hard-nippled tits.
They gazed into each other's eyes while Cathy slowly fucked herself on Bob's rigid tool
and she knew that her own eyes were just as passion-glazed as his.
Bouncing rhythmically, making contact with her elongated clit when she lifted and
lowered, Cathy was soon starting the delightful dash toward an orgasm. She began
grinding in little circular movements when the hard cock was buried deep in her box,
feeling Bob's crotch hairs mashing and entangling with her own, then clamping down
on the slippery shaft and swollen cock-head when she lifted.
Bob had told Cathy about some of the females he'd fucked having the ability to control
their cunt-muscles and she'd done a lot of practice on his big cock. She'd become very
good at what Bob had called snapping, and he'd told her that her efforts compared
favorably with the most educated cunt-muscles he'd ever enjoyed.
It was quite tiring, though – especially in the position she was in at the moment – and
she soon concentrated on her own pleasure. She knew that Bob wasn't ready to shoot
even if he could, so she started humping faster and within a few seconds thrilled to a
spasmodic orgasm.
Bob kept right on caressing and squeezing her taut-tipped titties and she knew that he
was getting pleasure from watching her passion-contorted features.
As soon as Cathy stopped spasming, she lifted from Bob's rigid cock, scooted lower on
the bed, then licked her cunt-juice from the glistening shaft. She went on down and
licked his balls, but Bob soon told her he was ready to talk some more.
Cathy rather reluctantly left Bob's heavy balls and thrusting cock and stretched out on
her back beside him. She wasn't sure that she liked the calm way he'd taken the news
about Mona and the dog.
"What did you and Mona talk about when she came over, Cathy? I don't see how you
kept from at least hinting that you'd seen her getting lapped and fucked by the dog."
"I was tempted, but I didn't want to admit that I'd peeked, and because she's my friend,
I didn't want to embarrass her. She did ask some questions about our marriage. She was
curious about our sex life, and I had the feeling that she was working up to telling me
about Willie."
"What kind of questions did she ask?"
"She managed to get me to admit that you and I engage in most of the various sex acts,
then I said I'd only been with you and that you'd taught me everything. She said she
couldn't count the number of men she'd had by the time she'd reached my age. She
said something like that, anyway, and now I'd like to hear about the neighbor woman
and the dog when you were fifteen."
"I've told you before that having sex with different females was always a kind of hobby
with me, Cathy. The woman was about thirty and she lived around the corner in the
same block. I started going to the store and running other errands for her when I was
thirteen."
"You started having sex with her when you were thirteen?"
"No, but I'd banged three young girls by then. She was my first older woman, and she
didn't seduce me or anything like that. For a couple of years she treated me like the kid
I was, friendly and all, but I don't think she even thought about having sex with me. I
was getting plenty of fucking from girls my own age and she was really stacked and
sexy-looking, but I had enough sense not to try anything."
"Was she married?"
"Yes, but she didn't have any children. I liked her husband. He'd always been friendly
with me and at first I felt a little guilty about making it with his wife. Anyway, that
feeling disappeared completely later when I discovered that he wanted me to fuck his
wife."
"You're joking!"
"No, I'm not," Bob said, turning over on his side, pressing the underside of his stiff
cock against Cathy's outer thigh and using a thumb and forefinger to tweak one of her
stiffly erect nipples. "I first had an experience similar to the one you had with Mona.
Only I let it be known that I'd seen the action, then left when the woman ordered me
out of the house."
"I don't understand. She ordered you out, but you eventually laid her?"
"That's right," Bob said, moving his thumb and forefinger to Cathy's other stiffened
nipple and rolling the hard, sensitive bump of flesh between them. "She'd called me in,
given me a grocery list and some money, and sent me to the store. She always gave me
at least a buck and on this particular day I was on my way to play baseball when she
called me. I wanted and needed the money and I also wanted to play ball. I made it
back in less than half the time it usually took me. She was in the kitchen and the Great
Dane was lapping her cunt when I got back."
"You walked right in?"
"I always had before. Sometimes I'd just put the groceries on the kitchen table and leave
without even seeing her. She was sitting on a chair, her dress bunched around her
waist, her knees wide apart, the big dog's long tongue really going to town on her
gaping pussy."
"Did she see you right away?" Cathy asked, getting turned on by Bob's story and also
from the way he was stimulating her nipples.
"Maybe a minute passed. I stood there with the groceries, staring, really fascinated and
excited, and she and the dog were so engrossed in their pleasure they didn't hear me.
The dog didn't even stop lapping when she noticed me and told me to get the hell out.
She didn't try and push the dog away, though. She started creaming at about the same
time she spotted me, and I put the groceries down and ran out of there with a hard-on
that couldn't wait. In fact, I almost shot off in my pants before I ducked behind the
garage and beat off a batch."
"How long was it after that before you laid her?"
"The next day," Bob said, removing his fingers from Cathy's throbbing boob and
rolling over on his back. "Do you want to take another ride?"
"Not until you finish your story," Cathy said, looking at Bob's thrusting cock, suddenly
wondering if her horny husband was just making up the story for some reason. She
didn't think so, though. He'd always been honest with her. She was so sure of that she
wouldn't even ask if he cheated on her. Because she was afraid that if he did, he'd tell
her and that would mean she'd have to make a decision. She knew what the decision
would be, though. As long as Bob wanted her, she'd stay with him, no matter what – "I
made it my business to go see her the next morning. I'd thought about what I'd seen off
and on, naturally, and I'll admit that thoughts of blackmail popped into my mind now
and then. I don't think I would've gone through with anything like that, though. I
doubt if I would've had the nerve to tell her husband or anybody else. I don't think I
could've even threatened her to get a piece of her pussy. I'll never know for sure, of
course, as she'd also been doing some thinking."
"Let me guess," Cathy said. "She offered to let you fuck her if you'd keep quiet about
seeing her with the dog?"
"You got it," Bob said, chuckling. "Only there was a lot more than fucking involved. I'd
had one blow-job before. A girl had done a half-ass job on me, anyway. She'd sucked
my cock, then pulled her mouth away at the last moment. I shot off in the air, of
course, and had to finish it off with my hand. The older woman sucked me all the way
off and swallowed my jizz."
"Don't you remember her name, Bob?"
"Sure. Her name was Rose, her husband's name was Walter, and the Great Dane was
called Saber. Now, honey, if you don't mind, I'd like to use my mouth and tongue for
something other than talking for the next few minutes."
"I don't mind," Cathy said. "The real thing's a lot better than a vicarious thrill any
damn time."


Chapter 3

Lifting quickly, Bob moved until he was straddling Cathy. He kissed her briefly, licked
her parted lips, then nuzzled his face between her jutting jugs. He licked up the side of
one firm tit, jabbed his tongue against the spiked tip, then engulfed the hard nipple and
most of the resilient mound with his hot, wet mouth.
Sucking greedily, he fondled the other poking boob while using his other hand to help
cram more of the firm flesh into his mouth. He soon trailed down into the deep valley
and up the smooth side of the other spiked tit, gave that throbbing boob the same
lavish treatment, then walked backward on his knees and traced a zig-zag path down
along Cathy's slowly squirming body.
He jabbed his tongue around and in her shallow navel while his hands went to her hips
and he put his knees between her eagerly parted legs. Kissing and licking her lower
belly, he skirted around her blonde beaver while moving lower on the bed, one of his
hands going to her crotch and his fingers plucking gently at the curly pubes.
She moved helpfully when he pushed her legs farther apart and kissed and licked down
one inner thigh to her knee. He continued his oral attentions on down to her ankle,
then moved over to her other ankle and slowly worked his way back up that long leg to
her hip.
Bob moved until his mouth was directly over Cathy's quivering cuntlips, then said,
"Tell me what I'm going to do to you now, honey."
His warm breath on her snatch made her tremble all over. She made a little hunching
movement and said, "You're going to shove your tongue in my pussy and tongue-fuck
me and then lap and suck my clit."
"You've got the sweetest pussy I've ever tasted," Bob said, his lips vibrating against
Cathy's slit.
Before Cathy could say anything, Bob snaked his hot tongue into her hot, juicy cunt.
She moaned as he probed deep, using the flat of his tongue like a paint brush to swab
the tender folds of clinging pussy-flesh.
He pushed his hands under and grabbed her ass while burrowing his face deeper, his
tongue stiffened and jabbing in and almost out of her hole like a small prick. Soon he
used his gripping fingers to tilt her cunt so it was easier for him to make contact with
her clit. She shuddered and arched upward for an instant as his tongue flicked and
fluttered against her unhooded passion-button.
Cathy was already very close to an orgasm when Bob got his lips around the throbbing
bump of sensitive flesh and began sucking. His tongue kept right on lapping as his lips
sucked greedily. Racking spasms seized control of her body. She lurched and tossed
wildly, grabbing his hair, then digging her fingernails into his scalp.
Bob lapped and sucked Cathy through an entire series of blissful spasmodic releases.
She moaned and whimpered with pleasure as the ecstatic sensations went on and on.
He finally lifted his head from her quivering cunt. He licked his wet lips and moved in
between her legs.
Cathy put a hand down to do the guiding. Feeling her husband's hard cock throbbing,
she wasn't sure whether she'd rather take his load in her cunt or in her mouth. She
hoped it'd turn out that he would want to get his gun twice before they went to sleep so
she could enjoy his spurting sperm both ways.
"Oh, that feels soooooo good," Cathy whispered as the swollen cock-head slipped into
her hot, succulent twat.
"It doesn't feel bad to me," Bob said, grinning and remaining braced on his hands and
arms as he slowly pushed the rest of his rigid prick into her quivering box. "I seem to
be unusually horny, honey, so if you like, I'll fuck you to a climax and then let you
suck me off. Later we'll blast off together with my cock in your sweet pussy. How does
that sound?"
"It sounds great, darling! I don't want you to overdo it and strain yourself, though."
"Don't worry. I'll survive!" Bob said, throwing a couple of quick fuck-thrusts in Cathy's
clasping cunt.
"Fuck me," she said. "Fuck me slow and then fuck me fast. Prong my pussy with your
big prick until I cream, cream, cream!"
"I'm really glad that I've got a hot-ass wife," Bob said, lowering his chest down against
Cathy's tingling, hard-tipped titties.
She felt her stiff nipples poke into his firm flesh. She returned his brief kiss, then put
her arms around his neck when he buried his face beside hers. He started out with slow
and steady fuck-strokes and she met him with counter-strokes of her own, wriggling
her ass against the mattress and clutching at his muscular back and shoulders.
"I can make it any time," she said. "Go ahead and slam the meat to me when you're
ready."
Bob didn't answer with words. He slipped his hands down, gripped her rotating hips,
and answered with his body and his pistoning prick. Soon he pushed his hands on
around and under, grasped her ass, and really began pounding away at her twat. She
wrapped her legs around his waist, locked her ankles, and worked on his hard cock
with her cunt-muscles without a break in her hunching.
Suddenly remembering that he meant to come in her mouth instead of in her cunt, and
happy because of it, she turned her inner motor off without stopping her own wildly
wonderful dash toward an orgasm. She knew that he sensed her rapidly approaching
climax when he quickened the tempo of his masterful fuck-thrusts.
Somehow he managed to drive his big cock even deeper into her clasping pussy. She
gripped his waist even more tightly with her legs, feeling their crotches grinding
together each time he slammed his fuck-stick in to the hilt. She cried out as she reached
the roaring crest, wriggled even more wildly before suddenly going tense, and he kept
fucking away for a few seconds after the wondrous spasms had ceased.
"I think we'd better hurry," Bob said, lifting his chest from Cathy's throbbing titties, his
eyes glazed with passion. "Stay just the way you are and I'll move up there and give you
what we both want."
Cathy didn't care what position she was in while sucking Bob's big cock. He pulled his
hard tool from her twitching twat and quickly straddled her head, his wet and
glistening rod aimed at her mouth. She kissed the blunt, juice-coated cockhead, then
parted her lips, kept her teeth back out of the way, and let him insert the blood
engorged crown before she put her hands on the slippery shaft.
She'd only been sucking for about thirty seconds when the throbbing dick jerked and
jolted under her stroking fingers. The hot, thick jism spurted and flooded her greedily
sucking mouth. She let the tasty fuck-cream flow right on down her throat, pausing in
her sucking for an instant now and then to gulp and catch her breath. She didn't lose a
drop. She kept on sucking and swallowing until his big balls were drained and his big
cock was going soft.
Bob pulled his limber dick from between Cathy's clinging lips and flopped over on his
back. They both rested in silence for a few minutes, then Bob asked Cathy if she was
ready to hear the rest of his story. She said that she was and he chuckled and asked
where he'd left off.
"You'd just told me the three names," Cathy said. "Rose, Walter, and Saber. You also
said that up until that time you'd had one half-ass blow-job."
"Rose taught me how to enjoy all the various sex acts, Cathy. Before I had a chance to
say anything that first morning, she made the first advances. She said that she didn't
want the neighbors to know about what I'd seen, then asked what she could give to buy
my silence."
"She offered you money?"
"I didn't give her a chance," Bob said. "I suppose that's what she meant at that time,
since she considered me just a kid, but I somehow found the nerve to tell her what I
wanted."
"How did you go about that?" Cathy asked, remembering that Bob had only been
fifteen at the time. "Did you just come right out and say you wanted to fuck her?"
"Not at first. I just said that I'd like to have sex with her because I thought I could give
her as much pleasure as the dog could. She laughed, said that I was just a boy and that
I'd lose my pecker in her pussy. I told her that I had seven inches, which was the truth,
and then told her that if she thought her cunt was too big for me she could suck me off.
She wanted to know if I'd ever laid a girl. I said I'd fucked a few, then told about the
girl pulling her mouth from my cock just before I shot off. She let out a little moaning
sound and dropped to her knees right there in the kitchen. She had my cock out, hard,
and sucked off in about a half minute."
"I'll bet you didn't even lose your hard-on."
Bob chuckled. "She kept right on sucking my dick for maybe a minute after swallowing
my load. Then she pulled her mouth from my stiff pecker and I told her that I wanted
to fuck her. She got to her feet without a word and we went to a bedroom, got naked,
and I pronged her to at least three climaxes before I got my gun. I'll admit that it didn't
take very long. She was like a firecracker. But I proved that I could come as close to
satisfying her as the dog or her husband could."
"How long was it before you saw her letting the dog fuck her?" Cathy asked.
"Not until the next day," Bob said. "After I fucked Rose that first time, we took a
shower together. She tongued my asshole while we were in the stall, by the way, and I
guess you know I really dug that. When we got back to the bed, and my cock was hard
again by then, she licked my dick and my balls for a few minutes, then asked if I'd ever
done any muff-diving. I knew what the expression meant, of course, and I told her that
I hadn't, which was the truth, and she asked if I'd like to try it with her."
"Then she did seduce you," Cathy said.
"I guess she did in a way, but I was more than willing to go down on her. She didn't
talk me into doing anything I didn't want to do. I started out sucking on her big
boobies and I didn't have to force myself to bury my face between her thighs. She was a
blonde. Maybe that has something to do with the reason I go for you and your sweet
pussy in such a big way."
Cathy didn't say anything, thinking it strange that she wasn't the slightest bit jealous,
wondering if she would be if her husband had been telling about a recent sexual
adventure, and Bob went on and told about how he'd remained with Rose most of the
day.
He'd visited the married woman bright and early the next morning, eager for more sex,
and he'd been the one to suggest that she make it with the Great Dane so he could
watch. This was after he and Rose had climaxed at the same time while in the sixty
nine position and then he'd dumped a second load in her cunt.
Rose had told Bob to slip his pants on and go get the dog before she washed. He'd
obeyed, and he'd watched while the big dog had licked the jism from the woman's
flooded cunt.
She'd then gotten down on her hands and knees on the floor and helped the dog mount
her. Bob had been strangely excited by the sight of the animal humping the lovely
woman and a little surprised that the bestiality hadn't turned him off. After that, he'd
often been a member of that kind of a threesome, letting Rose suck his cock while
Saber fucked her.
"That's about it," Bob finished. "Now you know why I wasn't surprised to hear about
Mona taking on Willie."
"You didn't tell about the husband," Cathy said. "How did he happen to get in on the
deal?' "Walter already knew about Rose and Saber. He approved, of course, and I guess
he was thankful for the help. Besides getting a bang out of watching the dog lap and
fuck Rose, I mean. He was a very understanding husband. He wanted his wife to be as
happy as possible and he knew that it took a lot of sex to keep her happy. Rose told
him about it a week or so later, sure that he'd approve, and it turned out that she was
right."
"I don't guess the man loved his wife," Cathy said. "Not if he was willing to share her
with you and the dog."
"He loved her," Bob said. "That's the reason he wanted her to be happy. Just because
they were married didn't mean that they owned each other. They both felt that way,
and he also screwed around on the side. In fact, they told me about sharing a woman
from time to time. Rose was bisexual."
"Was Walter bisexual?" Cathy asked, hoping that she wasn't going to find out that Bob
had experimented with gay sex.
"He was straight," Bob said. "He didn't try to touch me, and you don't have to worry
about me being bi. I've always done only what I wanted to do and that's the way it was
with Rose and Waiter. He liked to watch me fuck his wife, and I got kick out of
watching him lay her, but that doesn't mean that we were queer. She liked to take us
both on at the same time. Sucking one cock while she was being fucked by the other
made her flip her lid, but she really went wild when we threw double-fuck into her."
"Do you mean what I think you mean?"
"I'd fucked Rose in the ass before she told her husband about me," Bob said, turning
over on his side and putting a hand on one of Cathy's boobs. "I was a little
apprehensive about even seeing him after she told me they wanted to make the
threesome scene with me, but they both acted so unconcerned I managed to handle
myself right from the start. His cock was smaller than mine and about an inch shorter,
so he usually fucked her in the ass while I pronged her pussy. We really had some
wonderful times."
"I'll bet," Cathy said. "And I guess the dog was always right there to lap up the jism
you two guys shot into her cunt and ass."
"Saber usually got in on the fun and pleasure at some point," Bob said, moving his
fondling fingers to Cathy's other hard-nippled tit. "You aren't angry or disgusted
because I told you about the dog and the husband and wife team, are you, baby?"
"I'm not angry or disgusted," Cathy said. "Maybe I'm a little jealous, though. When I
was fifteen, I was finger-fucking myself. There's something I've always wondered about,
Bob. Why didn't you have sex with me before we were married? You know that I loved
you and was ripe ready, and willing. It seems to me that with all your experience, and
because of starting at such a young age, you would've wanted to try me out before we
got married."
"I can understand your question and your feelings on the subject, Cathy. I've given it
some thought since then myself. All I know is that I loved you and wanted to do what I
thought was right at the time. Sure, I've fucked and sucked many females, young and
older, but you're the only virgin I've ever had. I've refused to have sex with girls when I
just suspected that they might be inexperienced. I didn't want to be responsible for
starting any girl to doing what she might regret later. Thinking about it now, I guess
we both took one hell of a chance. It could've turned out that we weren't sexually
compatible, you know."
"I do know," Cathy said. "We were very lucky, though, as I don't think we really knew
for sure that we loved each other until after we'd screwed."
"I am a little sorry about one thing," Bob said, running his hand down over Cathy's
body and cupping her crotch.
Again hot and ready for more sex, feeling Bob's cock getting hard against her outer
thigh, Cathy waited for him to go on and when he didn't, she asked what he meant.
"I was trying to find the right words," Bob said, sticking a finger in Cathy's cunt-hole.
"You might think I'm crazy or some damn thing, but I do feel it's kind of sad that
you've never been with anybody except me. Not that I want you to have sex with
another man, of course!"
"I should hope not," Cathy said, clamping her cunt-muscles down on her husband's
probing finger. "I think I understand what you mean, honey, but I'm happy with the
way things turned out for me."
"I just know that I'd hate to go through life and only have one sex partner," Bob said.
"I feel that I might've cheated you by marrying you before you had a chance to at least
experiment a little."
"You seem to've forgotten that I had chances to experiment before I met you," Cathy
said, slipping a hand down between their bodies and wrapping her fingers around Bob's
cock. The big tool was almost completely hard. "Mona and Jack have an understanding,
Bob. She makes it with other men and he has sex with other women. What do you
think about that?"
"I think it's okay if that's the way they want it," Bob said, pulling his finger from
Cathy's clinging cunt, then moving away when she let go of his erect cock. "Are you
ready?"
"I'm always ready," Cathy said, parting her legs, eager to have Bob's big cock buried in
her box again, wanting to feel his jism spurt and flood her snatch when she spasmed.
Bob didn't speak again until he had his hard cock buried balls deep in Cathy's pulsing
pussy. Then, not moving, remaining braced on his hands and arms, his eye's not quite
meeting Cathy's, he said, "Maybe you'd like to experiment with Willie, honey. You and
Mona and Willie could probably have a lot of fun together and I don't think I'd be
jealous of a dog."
"You want me to let a dog lap and fuck me?!"
A frown flickered across Bob's handsome features, but it was quickly replaced by a
smile. "I didn't say that I wanted you to, baby."
"That's what it sounded like to me," Cathy said, suddenly wondering if she knew her
husband as well as she'd thought, telling herself that he could just be joking – or trying
to find out if she wanted to get fucked by the German shepherd.
"I guess I was just kind of thinking out loud," Bob said, meeting Cathy's eyes.
"Maybe you'd better keep such thoughts to yourself, Bob. I have no desire to be lapped
or fucked by a dog just because I got horny from watching."
"Then forget what I said," Bob said, grinning. "Hell, I just thought it might've entered
your mind to give it a try with Willie and I wanted you to know that you wouldn't have
to worry about me raising hell if you did. I do want you to be happy, you know, and if
you're satisfied with the way things are, then so am I."
"Have you ever been with two females at the same time, Bob?"
"Yes, and I'll admit that I've missed that kind of pleasure since being married."
"Have you been with anybody since we got married?" Cathy asked. "Have you fucked
another woman? Women?"
"I think we've talked enough," Bob said. "Maybe too damned much. Let's forget
everything except our own pleasure, honey, and then get to sleep."
Bob had started fucking Cathy with slow and steady strokes. Despite the knowledge
that her husband had indirectly answered her question in the affirmative, and the
sudden sinking sensation in the pit of her stomach, Cathy couldn't keep from hunching
along with his masterful thrusts.
She had the feeling there was going to be a drastic change in their marriage, in their
lifestyle, but at the moment the only thing of any importance was the pleasure she was
experiencing.
Bob lowered his chest to Cathy's jutting boobs, mashed his mouth to hers, and she
returned his feverish, tongue-lashing kiss, dimly thinking that the talk hadn't turned
either one of them off. In fact, she was as horny as she'd ever been in her life and she
sensed the same was true where Bob was concerned. Maybe he was thinking about the
possibility of watching her being fucked by the German shepherd, she thought
fleetingly, not upset at the moment because he'd given her permission to have sex with
the dog.
Humping faster and faster, with Cathy wriggling her ass and matching him thrust for
thrust, Bob pulled his mouth and tongue from Cathy's and gazed at her passion
contorted features. She tossed and lurched through a shattering climax, rolling her head
from side to side on the mattress, her blonde hair swirling, and when she finally sagged
limply, her husband's big cock was still rock-hard and plugged in her snatch to the hilt.
Lowering his face beside Cathy's, Bob only gave her a few seconds to rest before he
started fucking her again. She lifted her knees and dug her heels into the mattress as
she again picked up the rhythm and they moved together as one.
For at least another two wonderful minutes Cathy thrilled to her husband's big tool
pistoning in her succulent twat. He didn't have to tell her when he was about to shoot.
She knew by the slight expansion of his pounding prick. She matched the faster pace he
suddenly set and snapped at his swollen prick with her cunt-muscles. Then, when his
big cock jerked spasmodically and pumped scalding sperm in spurt after hot spurt into
her clutching cunt, another mind-numbing orgasm seized control of her frantically
humping body...


Chapter 4

The next morning Cathy couldn't keep her mind off the events of the day and the
evening before. She tried to go about her household duties as usual, but she often found
herself just sitting or standing, staring into space. She decided not to wash clothes that
day, in the back of her mind knowing that she didn't want to start anything that
couldn't be stopped on a moment's notice.
She knew that she was going to talk to Mona and to do so she'd have to admit that
she'd peeked. She felt that she had to talk to somebody about her husband's unexpected
behavior and there really wasn't anybody else she could confide in. Besides, Mona was
directly concerned, actually the reason for what could possibly be a great change in her
marriage, and to tell about her talk with Bob she'd have to tell about what brought it
on.
It was five minutes to ten when Cathy saw Mona come out the back door. She waited
to make sure Mona wasn't going after Willie, then put water on for coffee. Mona
entered without knocking and with her usual cheery greeting, and she sat down after
Cathy had told her good morning.
"I think it was your turn to visit me, Cathy, but I was kind of anxious to find out if you
still wanted to be friends after what I told you yesterday."
"If I'd wanted to call a halt to our friendship, I would've done it yesterday," Cathy said.
"I told Bob about the understanding you and Jack have, and he said it was okay with
him if that's what you wanted. I don't suppose you care what he thinks, though."
"Yes, I do, Cathy. After all, your husband's our neighbor, too, and I'm glad to hear that
he's as broad-minded as you seem to be."
The kettle started whistling and Cathy made the coffee, wondering how she should go
about telling Mona that she knew about her sexual activities with the dog. She still
hadn't made up her mind when she took the pot to the table and poured the coffee.
"How did you happen to tell Bob about the way Jack and I live, Cathy?"
"I was afraid he'd find out from another source and wonder why I hadn't told him."
"That makes sense," Mona said.
There was a long silence while they sipped their coffee, then Cathy said, "I found out
something last night that doesn't make much sense to me. While Bob and I were
talking, I asked if he'd ever cheated on me. He didn't actually admit it in so many
words, but his reaction told me that he has. I can't really understand why he'd have to
do such a thing. I give him sex any time he wants it, any way he wants it, and often
when I'm sure he'd just as soon skip the action and rest or sleep."
"Most men want a little variety now and then, Cathy. And most women, for that
matter. Knowing that isn't going to make you do something silly, is it? You aren't going
to leave him?"
"I don't want to leave him. I still love him and I'm sure he loves me no matter what he
did or does."
"I'm glad you have enough sense not to break up your marriage, honey. And to switch
an old saying around, what's good for the gander is good for the goose, so anytime
you're ready to do something, just let me know."
"What did you do yesterday, Mona?"
"After I left home? I stopped in at a cocktail lounge I often visit and made a very lucky
contact. There's an adjoining motel and I like to meet people from out of town. There
are less complications, since I'm only interested in casual sex. Would you like to hear
about my latest exciting adventure?"
"Sure," Cathy said. "I have all day, I'm not in the mood for housework, and I might
learn something that could come in handy in case I decide to follow my cheating
husband's example."
"I was really in the mood for something other than housework yesterday," Mona said,
laughing low in her throat. "When I said that I made a lucky contact, it was something
of an understatement. I let a guy pick me up and it turned out that he wasn't on the
road by himself. He was very good-looking, about thirty, very virile, and just as
uninhibited as I am. You'd never guess what happened when we got to his motel
room."
"Then I won't try," Cathy said.
"The guy's name was Phil," Mona said. "He was with his wife, Helen, and her brother,
Floyd. Helen and Floyd make it together with Phil's approval."
"The brother and sister have an incestuous relationship?!"
"That's what fucking in the same family is usually called," Mona said, smiling. "I've had
the good fortune to run into similar situations before and, as always, seeing a brother
and sister sexing it up added to my own excitement and enjoyment. Floyd was about
twenty-five and Helen wasn't much older than you are. He was handsome and she was
stacked like the proverbial brick shit house."
"Did you also have sex with the brother?"
"All kinds, honey! He had almost eight inches of throbbing meat! Phil only had about
seven inches of cock, the same as Jack, and he corn-holed me while Floyd pronged my
pussy. It'd been weeks since I'd had an opportunity to enjoy a double-fuck and I made
the most of it. Not that we didn't also enjoy various other thrilling sexual activities!"
"I can imagine," Cathy said, feeling the usual smoldering fires of passion within her
body threatening to burst into flame. She could tell that Mona was also getting horny
while remembering and telling about the orgiastic fucking and sucking.
"We made the usual group-sex scene where two couples are involved," Mona said, her
dark eyes glowing. "The two men switched around while lapping and fucking me and
Helen, and she and I shifted around when we were sucking their cocks, of course."
"How long did the party last?" Cathy asked, finishing her own coffee while watching
Mona drain her cup.
"Over three hours," Mona said. "Close to four hours, really. We weren't going at it all
the time, of course, but Phil shot off twice and Floyd got his gun three times. It'd be
impossible to try and estimate the number of climaxes I had. Helen enjoyed just about
as many, even if the men did spend more time with me because I was new to them. I'd
like to be starting the entire delightful experience all over again right now."
"I guess they've left town," Cathy said, mostly to have something to say, knowing that
it was getting closer and closer to the time when she'd be doing most of the talking
unless Mona kept right on and told about Willie.
"They left at the same time I did," Mona said. "There's something else I might as well
go ahead and tell you, Cathy. Helen was and is bisexual. She went down on me. Does
the fact that I let her lap my cunt shock you?"
"I think I'm past the point where anything would shock me," Cathy said, meaning it,
wondering if Mona was also bisexual enough to lap a cunt.
"I suppose you and Bob had sex last night, Cathy."
"More than once," Cathy said, meeting Mona's eyes. "We started right here in the
kitchen the first time and finished in the shower stall. Bob was in a talkative mood, as
well as being very horny, and in between and even during the action he told me about
an exciting experience he had when he was fifteen. Maybe you'd like to hear about it."
"I'm always interested in anything having to do with sex," Mona said. She laughed and
added, "As you already know!"
"Bob used to run errands for a neighbor woman when he was a boy," Cathy said.
"Starting when he was thirteen, I think he said, but when he was fifteen, he started
having sex with her and with her husband's approval."
"That's interesting and very exciting," Mona said. "How'd he happen to get started
telling about something that happened when he was a kid?"
"We were talking about maybe getting a watchdog and one thing led to another. The
neighbor woman had a Great Dane. Bob walked in on her while the dog was lapping
her cunt. Did you ever hear of anything like that?"
Mona's face had flushed slightly. "I guess everybody has, Cathy. What did the woman
do when Bob walked in on her and the dog?"
Cathy related what Bob had told her, going into detail where the Great Dane was
concerned, and when she finished, there was a long silence.
"Bob seems to have been very understanding even as a boy," Mona finally said. "The
part about the dog didn't turn you off, Cathy?"
"Why should it? I didn't even know Bob existed then. Besides, I feel much the same as
he does. What other people do isn't really any of my business. If the woman got
pleasure out of having sex with a dog, and I'm sure she did or she wouldn't have
bothered, why should I have objections? I don't think I could get horny enough to take
on a dog, though."
"I have some sex films at home," Mona said. "They show just about all the acts possible
between men and women, women and women, and women with dogs. Would you like
to go watch a few? It would give you an education along those lines and just might
change your mind about a few things."
Glad of the chance to delay telling Mona the truth, still hoping Mona would admit to
getting lapped and fucked by the German shepherd – and also interested in seeing the
films – Cathy got to her feet and said she guessed she needed more education where
sexual matters were concerned.
Smiling and standing, Mona led the way next door. She already had the projector set up
and the screen in place. She went around pulling the drapes over the windows, saying
that she sometimes watched the films when alone and that she and Jack often used the
erotic scenes to get them in a high state of excitement and also as an added pleasure
when they were already sexually aroused.
"Are you ready, honey?" Mona finally asked.
"I'm ready," Cathy said. "As ready as I'll ever be, anyway," she added, picking a couch
that afforded a good view of the screen. She thought she knew what to expect, but she
wasn't really prepared for the erotic scenes in living color she was soon watching with
great interest and ever-growing excitement.
There was a naked young man sitting on a couch. Two young girls, both naked and
beautifully stacked, were sitting with him, one on each side. He was fondling both girls,
mostly paying attention to their perky tits, and their fingers were caressing and fondling
his balls and cock.
The rod was only beginning to lift into a hard-on. After they'd taken turns stroking the
slowly stiffening prick, one of the girls leaned over and took most of the man-meat into
her mouth. She sucked the cock until the man had a thrusting hard-on, then lifted and
let the other girl take a turn. The second girl took the cock-head deep into her throat,
but she soon pulled away and helped the first girl sit on the man's lap and engulf the
poking prick with her pussy.
After bouncing a few times, with a close-up shot of the clinging cuntlips going up and
down on the stiff and glistening cock, the girl let the thrusting tool escape, then lowered
her ass down on the man's belly. The other girl quickly engulfed the wet, bloodengorged 
cock-head with her mouth and wrapped her fingers around the wet shaft.
"Watch this," Mona said, speaking for the first time since the movie had started. "Most
of these films show the cream actually spurting and that's one of the things I find so
fascinating."
Cathy was watching. She'd found the sight fascinating even before the girl suddenly
pulled her mouth from the cock-head and let the cream spurt. The jism splattered on
the girl's chin and lips and she kept milking the prick-shaft with her clenched fingers.
The girl licked the sperm from around her lips, the softening shaft, her fingers, then
from where it'd dribbled down her forearm. It wasn't all that dark in the room and a
quick glance told Cathy that Mona was sitting on the wide arm of an easy chair near
the projector, her eyes on the screen.
The rest of the film consisted of cock-sucking scenes, all close-up shots, the man
shooting his spunk twice more in a manner for the viewer to plainly see all the details.
Cathy assumed it was the same man, as it looked like the same cock, and she fleetingly
thought at one point that Bob's cock was much longer and a great deal thicker.
Mona put another reel on without comment, then again perched her butt on the chair
arm. This time there were two couples. The young men were naked when the movie
started, but both cocks were limp. Both girls were wearing panties and sitting on a
couch. Again there were close-up shots as the men kneeled before the girls, each
tugging a pair of panties down and off, then each licking a pair of glistening cuntlips.
"Later the girls will go down on each other," Mona said, breaking the silence for the
second time.
Cathy still didn't say anything. She was watching a male tongue delving into a cunt,
having a little trouble keeping her own ass from squirming against the seat cushion.
There was a shot of the other male tongue jabbing in the other girl's twat, then the
camera had been pulled back to show both men getting to their feet, their cocks
thrusting stiffly.
There was a short scene showing the two girls sucking the two poking pricks, seemingly
doing it for pleasure as well as for profit, followed by very close-up shots of the two
girls being fucked.
It was a wide couch and the girls were able to get on their backs, their knees lifted and
parted, while the men had their knees on the couch. The cocks could be seen pistoning
in the cunts, the balls bouncing around, the two female puckered assholes in plain sight
and seeming to wink at the camera.
"I can almost picture the cameraman using one hand to beat his meat," Mona said.
"Sometimes there's terrible editing on these films. See?"
Cathy did see. The scene had changed completely. The two girls were down on the
carpet. One was on her back, her knees lifted and far apart, her cunt gaping. The other
girl moved in and began lapping the folds of glistening inner cunt-flesh. The camera
was so close the cunt and lapping tongue covered the entire screen. Cathy couldn't keep
from squirming her ass and she had to fight the urge to clutch at her own hot cunt. She
glanced at Mona, saw the woman's smile, and forced herself to stop squirming.
"I'm glad to see I'm not the only one steaming, Cathy. Sometimes when I'm alone, I
just have to give myself relief to keep from going off my rocker. Go ahead and finger
yourself if you want to. I won't look!"
"I think I can keep myself under control," Cathy said, not sure she was speaking the
truth.
Mona laughed low in her throat and Cathy looked back at the screen. The scene had
changed again. The girls were in the sixty-nine position, on their sides, their fingers
clutching at each other's asses while they lapped each other's cunts.
One of the men got down behind one shapely female ass and placed the blunt end of
his poking cock against her asshole. The other man did the same to the other equally
shapely ass, then they pushed at the same time.
"They aren't using a lubricant," Mona said. "Not even pussy-juice."
Both cocks seemed to slip into the assholes easily enough and Cathy didn't think her
nervous system could take much more. Her panty-crotch was damp and she knew that
if she'd been alone, she would've jammed a finger into her twitching twat shortly after
the first movie had started.
The film ended with the two men furiously pumping their pricks in the two female
assholes, obviously shooting their wads, and Mona got to her feet and turned the
projector off.
"I think I'll run the reel showing the dogs fucking the women later, Cathy. Seeing an
exhibition of bestiality just might turn you off and there's also something I want to tell
you right now. I guess you remember me telling about Helen going down on me. I also
went down on her, honey, and with your permission I'd truly love to lap your pussy!"


Chapter 5

Mona had moved over and was standing directly in front of Cathy. There was enough
light for Cathy to plainly see Mona's pretty face and dark gleaming eyes. At first she'd
thought Mona was going to tell about Willie, but she wasn't surprised by the request.
She'd really been expecting Mona to admit to going all out with the gay stuff, and she
was unable to think of a logical reason why she shouldn't allow her cunt to be lapped.
If Bob didn't mind if she had sex with a dog, he shouldn't care if she made it with
another female – "Make up your mind, Cathy. I won't do a damn thing without your
okay."
"Since I enjoy Bob's muff-diving, it seems reasonable to assume that I'd also enjoy
having your tongue in my snatch, Mona. You have my permission, but we'd better
hurry. I just might come before I even get my panties off!"
Mona dropped to her knees. Cathy's dress was already hiked high on her thighs. Mona
shoved her hands up and under and hooked her fingers under the waistband of Cathy's
brief panties and tugged Cathy lifted her butt and bunched the dress around her waist.
The thin obstacle peeled down along Cathy's long legs and tossed aside, Mona just as
quickly buried her face in Cathy's crotch. Cathy lurched forward as the hot, female
tongue snaked into her quivering cunt. After just a few jabs deep into Cathy's pussy
Mona's tongue licked higher and made contact with Cathy's already stiffened clit.
Cathy melted into a much-needed orgasm even before Mona's lips encompassed her
erect clit and greedy sucking was added to the lapping. Cathy didn't touch Mona's
bobbing head while thrilling to the lavish tongue-job. She felt one of Mona's hands
leave a hip, then saw Mona frigging herself while slurping up her released pussy-juice.
It was all over in a matter of seconds. Mona pulled away from her cunt and rested a
warm cheek on one of Cathy's thighs. Cathy was far from being satisfied and she was
sure that Mona hadn't been satisfied with her quick, self-induced climax.
"I've been wanting to do that for one hell of a long time, Cathy. I hope you aren't sorry
that I seduced you."
"Why should I be sorry? It felt damned good and I don't think my husband has any
right to object. After all, he gave me permission to have sex with your dog and he
must've suspected that I might have sex with you."
Mona had lifted her head, a puzzled look blending with the passion still registering in
her dark eyes. "Bob gave you permission to have sex with Willie? How the hell did he
happen to do that?"
"I guess the time for a confession on my part has arrived," Cathy said, forcing a smile.
"Yesterday morning I came over for a coffee break before you visited me. I heard
moaning sounds and sneaked down the hall and peeked."
"And just what did you see, Cathy?"
"Enough to make me horny. I watched while Willie lapped your cunt, stayed to spy
while he humped you, then hauled ass when he got his gun."
Mona had settled back on her haunches. She continued to stare for a few seconds, then
smiled and said, "I suppose you left because you didn't want to embarrass me, honey.
That was nice of you, as I would've been embarrassed at the time. However, I don't
want you to think that I'm ashamed of having sex with Willie – and I'm certainly not
ashamed of tonguing your tasty twat. Do you want me to do it again?"
"I'm afraid it wouldn't be fair to you," Cathy said. "I don't intend to return the favor
and I don't want to feel obligated in any way."
"You don't have to worry about that, Cathy I'm not interested in getting you to lap my
cunt. I enjoy the act both ways, of course, but I still prefer a man's tongue as well as a
hard cock."
"How about a dog's tongue and cock? Do you like to have sex with Willie as much as
you do with a man?"
"If I had to make a choice, I'd pick a man, but I'd hate to have to give up the sexual
pleasures I enjoy with Willie. Would you like to see the film with the women and the
dogs? Or would you like to watch me getting fucked by my dog?"
"I could really go for a prick in my pussy right now, but I won't promise to take Willie
on when you bring him inside."
Laughing and saying the answer seemed plain enough, Mona got to her feet and
hurried from the room. Cathy had spoken the truth, even if she'd mostly wanted Mona
to feel free to take on the dog. She really wanted and needed to be fucked after the
twat-tonguing, but she wasn't sure that she wanted to be pronged by the German
shepherd – or by any other dog.
By the time Mona returned with the German shepherd on a leash, Cathy had decided
to take a turn with the big dog if she was offered the chance. She didn't know how long
the animal could last, or how many times he could shoot in any given period of time,
and she did want to watch Mona getting fucked by the dog before doing anything
herself.
Cathy soon found that the big dog was very obedient. She'd automatically lifted and
pulled her dress down over her ass and crotch when the animal spotted her. He barked,
but he shut up and settled back on his haunches when Mona ordered him to do so.
Mona removed the leash from Willie's collar, and the dog watched as she quickly got
undressed, his long tongue hanging out the side of his mouth, but he didn't make a
move toward her. Cathy also watched, admiring Mona's body even before the lovely
woman was completely naked. The first thing that popped into her mind was that Bob
would really go for the beautifully stacked woman.
Maybe that was what her husband had had in mind all along, Cathy thought, scooting
her ass out closer to the edge of the couch as Mona rather gracefully dropped down on
the soft, thick carpet. Getting on her back, her feet towards Willie, Mona parted her
legs and told the dog it was pussy-eating time.
The German shepherd got to his feet, padded forward, and began licking Mona's
crotch. Cathy had a perfect view. Mona lifted her knees and made her cunt more
accessible to the red, wetly glistening tongue. The dog lapped up and down through the
moist gash, seemingly dipping the tip of his long tongue in and making contact with
the clit, and Cathy knew that sooner or later she would let the dog lap her cunt.
Mona folded her legs back and held them against her big titties. Willie's tongue zeroed
in on her puckered asshole, then began lapping all the way from the crack of her ass
right on through her dark pussy hairs. Mona let the dog's big tongue swipe up and
down a few times, then lowered her knees and told Willie to back off.
Cathy had seen the dog's long red cock extending out into a hard-on. He'd also been
making little hunching moves with his hindquarters while lapping Mona's cunt and
asshole. He made a few more swipes with his tongue, then obeyed Mona's second
command to back off when she patted his head.
"Some men also get carried away while tonguing a cunt and have to be told a second
time to stop lapping and start fucking," Mona said, looking at Cathy, her dark eyes
gleaming. "Settle back and let me turn over, Willie. That's a good dog. Look at the knot
forming in his prick, Cathy."
Cathy was looking. Willie had settled back on his haunches, his knotted cock obviously
all the way out of its protective sheath and she judged the glistening prick to be at least
six inches in length. Mona quickly turned over and got on her hands and knees. She
wriggled her ass and told Willie to mount her.
The big dog approached Mona slowly, sniffed, then again started licking her gaping
gash and puckered asshole. Mona leaned over farther and hiked her butt higher.
Without another word from Mona, Willie lifted up and prepared to mount her. Mona
quickly put a hand back between her legs, guided the hunching dog's stiffly thrusting
cock, then gasped loudly as Willie plunged forward and shoved his pointed prick deep
into her pussy.
The big dog started right out fucking at a swift pace. Mona moaned loudly and
wriggled her ass while hunching along with the humping animal. Cathy, fascinated by
the exciting sight, steaming, seeing that Mona wasn't looking her way, slipped a hand
down to her crotch and stuck a finger into her pulsing twat-hole. Frantically frigging
her snatch, she was well on the way to a release when Mona did look at her. Cathy kept
right on finger-fucking her cunt, aware that Mona was getting a big bang out of
watching her diddle her box, dimly thinking that under the circumstances she had no
reason to be embarrassed or ashamed.
As she had the day before, Cathy could tell when Willie's pistoning prick exploded and
she also sensed by the way Mona tensed that the dog didn't blast off alone. Seconds
later she spasmed under her own frigging finger and she didn't try to keep the passion
from registering in her eyes and on her face.
"You could've gotten down here and let me finish you off, honey. Willie's cock is still
hard and knotted. Do you want him to fuck you? Get off, Willie! Show Cathy how you
like your own stuff!"
The German shepherd had started humping Mona again. While speaking the last few
words, Mona walked out from under the horny animal. She flipped over on her back,
and as soon as her legs were parted, the dog was right there lapping the jism from her
cunt.
Cathy removed her finger from her own juicy and twitching cunt, got to her feet, and
whipped her dress off over her head. She patted her hair back in place, then quickly
freed her throbbing boobs.
"You're beautiful, honey! Lord, what a truly lovely body!"
"Thank you," Cathy said. "I should've told you the same thing long before this."
"Better late than never," Mona said, smiling and pushing Willie's head from between
her legs. "Sit, Willie! Behave yourself and you might get a new and fresh piece of ass!
Right, Cathy? Just give the word and you'll be the second female he's ever fucked."
Cathy had been looking at Willie. The big dog had obeyed Mona's order and was
sitting, panting, his tongue dribbling saliva, his red knotted cock thrusting stiffly. Her
heart pounding, Cathy silently dropped down and got on her hands and knees.
Mona got to her feet. Cathy looked around long enough to see Mona take a grip on
Willie's collar. She couldn't keep from letting out a little gasp as she felt the dog's cold
nose in the crack of her ass. Then she was thrilling to the way hot, wet tongue replaced
the cold nose.
Willie began licking Cathy's gaping cuntlips and was soon swiping his saliva-slippery
tongue from her quivering pussy to her tingling asshole. Again and again the hot
tongue lapped and Cathy moaned and pushed her butt backward, eager to be fucked, as
the dog's hot breath added to her excitement and the tip of his tongue kept digging into
both sensitive holes.
"That's enough lapping! It's fuck-time, Willie! I'll do the guiding, Cathy!"
The lapping had stopped. Cathy didn't look around. There was an instant of near panic
as she felt the dog mounting her. A shudder rippled throughout her entire body as she
felt hot breath on the back of her neck. But Mona was down guiding the dog's stabbing
prick, and when Cathy felt the long and hard cock being speared into her hot and juicy
cunt, her passion quickly returned.
The big dog started right out fucking fast and furiously. Cathy hunched along with his
pistoning cock, not trying to hold back the little moans and whimpering sounds of
pleasure that began spilling from between her parted lips. All too soon she felt the
animal's prick spurt, the knot seeming to get even bigger in her twitching snatch, and
the hot jism kept shooting into her cunt in gob after gob. She cried out as she spasmed
and her own hot cunt-juice mingled with the dog's scalding sperm.
Cathy remained on her hands and knees when Willie dismounted and began licking
her overflowing cunt, the crack of her ass, her inner thighs. She wasn't all that proud of
letting the dog fuck and lap her, yet she didn't feel any shame.
"I think Willie's had enough for now," Mona said. "I'll take him out. You know where
the bathroom is, honey, if you want to take a bath or shower."
Cathy didn't answer. She remained on her hands and knees until she was alone, then
got to her feet. The dog had done a good cleaning job, but she did want to freshen
herself before putting her clothes on. Even though she briefly considered dressing and
going home for a hot bath.
Deciding to take a shower, Cathy was in the stall adjusting the spray when Mona
pulled the curtain.
"Is it okay if I join you, honey? I'll wash your back and you can wash mine."
Cathy smiled. "Why not? Since you've already had your tongue in my twat, it'd be silly
for me to stop you from putting your hands on my back, wouldn't it?"
A frown flickered across Mona's pretty face. "You sound a little bitter, Cathy."
"I didn't mean to," Cathy said. "Really. I enjoyed getting my twat tongued by you very
much, Mona, and I also enjoyed getting screwed by Willie. I'll tell Bob about Willie, of
course, but I'm not sure I'll tell him about the exciting experience with you. I'm afraid
he'd get the idea to make it with you himself. Not that he probably hasn't already."
"Most men at least have erotic thoughts about women they find attractive," Mona said,
smiling. "Jack has made a few remarks about your beauty. In fact, I'm sure he often
thinks of you while he's fucking me."
"Has Bob made a pass at you, Mona? Have you had sex with him?"
"Your husband has always been the perfect gentleman the few times I've been around
him, Cathy. I'll admit that I've flirted with him a little, honey, but he didn't take the
hint. Besides, I like you far too much to have sex with your husband without your
knowledge. Do you really mind if I squeeze in there with you?"
Cathy had been standing with the lukewarm spray of water beating down on her buttcheeks. 
She silently moved over and motioned for Mona to enter. Mona stepped into
the stall and under the spray, then closed the curtain. She took the bar of soap from the
tray and began working up a lather on Cathy's back.
Expecting the move when Mona slipped her soapy hands around and began fondling
her tits, Cathy turned the water off and impulsively pushed her butt backward. Feeling
Mona's wet beaver pressed against her ass, thrilling to the way Mona's soapy fingers
were caressing her hard-nippled titties, Cathy's passion soared again.
"I think I've met my match," Mona said, her breath warm in Cathy's ear, pushing her
wet cunt-mound more tightly against Cathy's ass and rolling each of Cathy's hard
nipples between a thumb and forefinger. "Sometimes I wonder just how much sex it
would take to satisfy me. Am I right in thinking that you've wondered the same thing,
honey?"
"It has entered my mind," Cathy said, wriggling her ass against Mona's wet cunt-bush,
then clamping her hands down over Mona's fondling fingers. "Bob likes the way I am,
though, and up till today I just depended on my fingers when I couldn't wait for him to
get home."
"Then you must understand how it is for me with Jack being away a week at a time,"
Mona said, slipping one of her hands from under Cathy's and moving it from the
throbbing boob down along Cathy's trembling belly. "Would you be jealous if Bob
made it with me?"
"I don't know," Cathy said. "I suppose I would be, though."
"I'm not jealous when I see Jack making it with another woman," Mona said, rubbing
her soapy hand around over Cathy's beaver in a circular motion. "I like to see my
husband enjoying himself, and it's just as exciting to watch him fucking as it was to
watch the dog fucking you, honey. I know you got a big bang out of watching Willie
fucking me, and I'd bet just about anything that you'd get a thrill out of watching Bob
screw me or any other woman, for that matter."
"Maybe you're right, but I'm not sure I want that kind of a marriage, Mona. It goes
against everything I've been taught and – " Cathy gasped as Mona slipped a soapy
finger into her quivering cunt-hole. "How about this, honey? Doesn't it go against
everything you've been taught?"
Cathy didn't answer and she couldn't keep from hunching along with Mona's frigging
finger. Mona had spoken the truth, she thought, and it'd never entered her mind that
she'd ever let a dog fuck her, either. She'd better stop trying to blame everything on
Bob, too. She was responsible for her own behavior and she might as well accept that
fact – "We never did watch the films of the dogs fucking the women, Cathy. Let's
finish showering and go watch them now."
Disappointed because Mona's finger had been removed from her hot, clinging cunt,
Cathy reluctantly agreed.
The two women dried themselves in silence, then Mona led the way to the living room.
Looking at Mona's jiggling ass and swaying hips, Cathy couldn't keep from wondering
how it'd be to go down on the lovely woman. She really loved to suck Bob's cock and
she'd heard her horny husband say that a cock was like a cunt turned inside out.
Cathy perched her naked butt on the couch again and Mona changed the reels. The
movie started out with two young women on a bed. They were naked and side by side,
kissing and licking each other's parted lips, their hands roaming over each other's 
firmlooking flesh.
One was a redhead and the other a blonde. They pulled their bodies away from each
other while passionately kissing and there was a series of close-up shots showing them
using their fingers to probe each other's cunts. The redhead then got on her back and
the blonde scooted down on the bed, her tongue licking the redhead's squirming body
before finally plunging between her gaping pussylips.
There was only a short cunt-lapping scene. The blonde pulled her tongue from the
redhead's puffy gash, lifted, and sat on the side of the bed. A big dog was right there,
his long tongue licking the blonde's fur-lined cunt. The redhead moved until she was
sitting beside the blonde. She also parted her knees and another big dog moved in,
sniffed, then began lapping her twat.
The dog lapping the blonde was a Doberman and a Collie was making the redhead
squirm her ass with his long tongue. Two naked young brunettes, who looked as if they
might be twins, appeared, each grabbing a collar and tugging. The dogs meekly pulled
back while the blonde and the redhead got on their knees, leaning their upper bodies
over the bed.
"Those poor dogs were either jaded or over-fucked," Mona said. Cathy silently agreed.
The two brunettes had dropped down and were stimulating the dogs with their fingers.
It didn't seem to take much ball-fondling and sheath-stroking to get the two cocks
erect, though, and soon there was a scene with the Collie humping the redhead and the
Doberman humping the blonde.
The twins had remained on their knees, each squeezing the balls of a swiftly fucking
dog, and it was easy for Cathy to tell when the dogs shot off. The females obviously
creamed at the same time and Cathy found herself wishing that Mona hadn't been in
such a hurry to take Willie outside.
After the dogs had dismounted and licked each cunt and asshole, the twins got on their
hands and knees on the carpeted floor. The blonde and the redhead each licked an
uplifted cunt and asshole before jacking the two dogs.
"Soon two men will enter the scene," Mona said while Cathy was watching the dogs
mounting the twins. "See how the dogs are humping more slowly? I don't like to keep
Willie going until he's that pooped. There the men are now. Look at those big peckers!
They must be twelve inches long!"
The camera had been pulled back from the dog-fucking exhibition and there was a
scene showing two young men standing before the blonde and the redhead, their hands
slowly stroking their erect cocks. Each stiff dick did look to be a foot long, Cathy
thought, at the same time wishing there was a hard prick for her to use and enjoy right
then.
The blonde and the redhead were on their knees, in a perfect position to cock-suck.
Cathy kept waiting for them to do just that, but they simply watched as the two men
masturbated. Each fist kept moving faster and faster on a hard cock and Cathy thought
of the great waste she was witnessing.
Then, as both cocks suddenly spurted and great globs of jizz splattered on the two
upturned female faces, Cathy fleetingly thought of the even greater waste and decided
she'd settle for Mona's tongue since there wasn't a hard cock available.
Each man kept beating his meat until his balls were drained and his cock was going
soft. The blonde and the redhead licked the gobs of fuck-cream from each other's faces,
then mashed their mouths together in a passionate kiss. The movie ended with a shot
of the two big dogs still fucking the twins. "That was poor timing," Mona said. "We
didn't get to see the dogs shooting their stuff. Do you want to see some more films?"
"If you do," Cathy said.
"After a certain point I get too frustrated to just watch sexy movies," Mona said. "When
Jack isn't home, I usually go out looking for some action when I get this horny. Would
you like to go with me? We could pick up a couple of men and have a ball or we could
just find one stud and share him."
"That's out," Cathy said. "I'm not sure I'll ever want to cheat on Bob like that, and I
know I don't want to right now. Not before I have a talk with him, anyway. I'll go
home and you can go find a man and have a ball."
Cathy had gotten to her feet and Mona had turned the projector off. Mona walked over
and stood close to Cathy. She lifted her hands and tweaked both of Cathy's stiffened
nipples.
"I'll stay home if you'll stay here with me, honey. We can go to the bedroom and have
a lot of fun and pleasure and I won't ask you to do anything you don't want to do.
How about it?"
Cathy failed to suppress a nervous little giggle, then said, "I've gone this far so I might
as well go a little further!"


Chapter 6

Mona put her arms around Cathy and pulled their naked bodies close together. Cathy
enjoyed the sensation. The firm female flesh pressed tightly against her own added to
her horniness. She put her arms around Mona and slipped her hands down, clasping
Mona's sleek ass-cheeks in the same way Mona's fingers were clasping her own buns.
She also returned Mona's little grinding movements with her own crotch, thrilling to
the way their erect clits made contact.
Cathy was startled when she felt Mona's soft, smooth lips being pressed against her
own, but she soon parted her lips and admitted the hot female tongue. Seconds later
Cathy was returning the tongue-probing kiss, losing herself in passion, even becoming
aggressive with her tongue and mouth while straining against Mona's smooth, warm
body.
Breaking the feverish kiss, her dark eyes gleaming, Mona whispered, "Let's get on a bed
before I tongue your sweet pussy, honey!"
"I think I can wait that long," Cathy said, dropping her hands and allowing Mona to
pull away. "I'm not sure I want to return the favor, though."
"It won't be necessary," Mona said, patting Cathy's cheek. "Tonguing a twat compares
favorably with sucking a cock and I'm also willing to do that even when a man doesn't
reciprocate for one reason or another. I'll even lick your asshole if you can enjoy that
form of pleasure without it turning you off."
"Bob and I do just about everything to and with each other," Cathy said, following as
Mona turned and hurried across the room. "We tongue each other's assholes, but I do
it more to give pleasure than to receive it."
"I think that's true of most people," Mona said without slowing her fast pace or looking
back. "I enjoy the sense of power involved. Just as I do when sucking a cock or lapping
a cunt, of course. I'll admit that it was just as easy for me to develop a taste for pussy
juice as it was for me to learn to like the taste of jism. In fact, I lapped a cunt before I
sucked a cock. I was twelve at the time, and the girl was just a little older. We started
out fingering each other, but it didn't take long for us to experiment further. Did you
ever use a vibrator?"
Mona had entered a bedroom, stopped beside the bed, and turned to face Cathy. Her
passion having soared higher while watching Mona's jiggling ass and while
contemplating the pleasure when the lovely uninhibited female's tongue again probed
he r steaming pussy, Cathy walked around Mona and climbed onto the bed. She was
interested in hearing what Mona had to say, but at the moment she was far more
interested in what Mona meant to do.
"I've never used anything except my fingers," Cathy said as she got on her back and
parted her legs. "I've seen pictures of cock-shaped vibrators, though. Do you have one?"
"I'll show you later," Mona said, her eyes on Cathy's blonde crotch. "I'll use it on
myself after I cool you off enough to keep your lovely ass from squirming."
Mona had been climbing on the bed. Cathy stopped squirming her ass against the
mattress even though she knew she'd start squirming more heatedly when Mona started
lapping her cunt. But Mona didn't go directly to her snatch. She straddled and
suspended herself over Cathy, her big boobs swaying from side to side, lowered her
face, and tongued Cathy's hard nipples, each in turn.
Soon she started sucking the taut-tipped mounds, one and then the other, and Cathy
figured there'd be quite a delay before the actual cunt-lapping started. Bob often gave
her a tongue-bath before either lapping or fucking her and she sensed that Mona meant
to go through the delightful kissing and licking routine.
Mona lavished her oral attentions upon Cathy's sensitive titties just as greedily as Bob
had ever done, managing to get a surprisingly large amount of each firm and springy
jug into her hot mouth. Cathy enjoyed the experience tremendously, deciding that
she'd be willing to at least do the same for Mona. She could always stop if she found
she didn't like it – and the same was true of anything she might try with Mona.
Finally leaving Cathy's throbbing knockers, Mona trailed downward, leaving a wet, zig
zag trail with her moistly parted lips and darting tongue. Then, after jabbing the tip of
her hot tongue into Cathy's shallow navel, Mona traced intricate little designs on
Cathy's lower belly.
Cathy had started squirming her ass again by then. She wasn't surprised when Mona
skirted around her blonde beaver while getting between her legs. Licking Cathy's inner
thighs, one and then the other, Mona put her hands behind Cathy's knees and lifted.
Remembering Mona's words having to do with ass-tonguing, Cathy moved helpfully as
Mona folded her legs back until her thighs made contact with her spiked boobs. Mona
began kissing and licking around on Cathy's totally exposed buttcheeks in eve r smaller
circles. Soon Mona spread the cheeks of Cathy's ass wide and licked up and down the
crack.
Cathy didn't try to suppress a little moan when Mona's hot tongue zeroed in on her
asshole, jabbing insistently, and she relaxed enough for the stiffened oral instrument to
penetrate her tiny bung.
Cathy moaned again as Mona's tongue jabbed deep into her pulsating asshole. She
writhed passionately, enjoying to the utmost the bung tonguing but she was glad when
she was allowed to lower her legs and Mona lapped up between her gaping pussylips.
Having her asshole tongued felt great, but she really preferred to have her cunt lapped
and her clit sucked.
Mona snaked her tongue into Cathy's cunt, but she only made a few deep probes into
Cathy's hot and juicy twat and she didn't make contact with Cathy's erect clitoris. She
began nibbling and sucking on the puffy outer labes, one at a time, but soon her mouth
was covering almost all of Cathy's quivering gash. Her surprisingly strong fingers
gripped Cathy's ass and tugged Cathy's crotch and cunt even closer to her burrowing
face and mouth.
Mona's greedy mouth sucked Cathy's inner cuntlips, then the tender folds of flesh deep
within Cathy's steaming pussy, while Cathy lurched and bucked and clutched at
Mona's bobbing head and swirling, silky-soft hair. Cathy gasped and moaned, dimly
wishing that Mona would go to her throbbing clit and end what was threatening to
become near torture.
When Mona did finally encircle Cathy's stiffened clitoris with her lips and started
sucking and lapping, Cathy immediately spun off into a shuddering orgasm. Mona kept
right on sucking and lapping for a few seconds after Cathy had stopped squirming and
the spasms had ceased.
Removing her clutching fingers from Mona's head, Cathy decided that she might as
well go ahead and eat Mona's pussy. She was sure that she'd give it a try sooner or later
and it couldn't possibly be any more wanton than letting herself be lapped and fucked
by a dog.
"I'll get the vibrator, honey. It's either that or finger-fucking myself," Mona said as she
lifted up a smooth and flushed cheek from where she'd been resting it on Cathy's left
thigh.
"I want to go down on you," Cathy said.
"Are you sure, Cathy? It really isn't necessary, and I'd always be sorry if you happened
to get completely hooked on cunt-lapping. The experience could turn you completely
away from sex with Bob or any other male and–"
"I'll take my chances," Cathy cut in. "Maybe it'd serve Bob right if I did get hooked on
cunts and dog-cock."
Mona lifted from between Cathy's legs and got on her back without another word
being exchanged. Cathy hesitated for a moment, then quickly straddled Mona's body,
deciding she'd tongue and suck Mona's big titties before going on down and tasting her
twat.
Cathy soon discovered that she enjoyed lavishing oral attentions on the firm, hard
nippled jugs. Part of her enjoyment was caused by the knowledge that she was giving
pleasure, but it was strangely exciting to be kissing and tonguing and sucking on
Mona's gorgeous knockers.
"I hope you don't get angry with me if it turns out that lapping a cunt turns you off,
honey."
Cathy had worked her way down to Mona's belly-button, jabbed her tongue around
and in that indentation, and had reached the mat of curly black pussy hairs. She didn't
say anything or look up. She put her hands behind Mona's knees and she felt no
resistance as she folded Mona's legs back until the thighs were pressing against the big
spiked boobs.
Kissing and licking around over the sleek female butt-cheeks, Cathy decided that her
husband's ass was just about as smooth. Bob didn't have much hair on his body, and
his butt was just as hairless as Mona's.
Her eyes on the puckered asshole, Cathy licked closer and closer to the tiny bung. She
wasn't hesitating. She just wanted to come as close as possible to giving as much
pleasure as she'd received.
Up until that point Mona had been squirming from time to time. Now she was holding
herself perfectly still. Cathy licked up between the ass-cheeks, digging deep into the
crack, and heard a little gasp escape from between Mona's lips. She centered the tip of
her stiffened tongue, felt Mona relax, then managed to get at least an inch of her
slippery tongue into the woman's hot, tight asshole.
Cathy tongue-fucked Mona's shitter until she sensed that the passionate woman's
nervous system couldn't take much more. She lowered Mona's trembling legs, then
experienced a sudden feeling of doubt as she stared at the gaping pussylips. She'd
tongued an asshole before, but now she was getting ready to delve her tongue into a
cunt. What if she didn't like it? More important, what if she did get completely hooked
on that kind of sex?
The fragrance of Mona's cunt was pleasant to her senses, though – and she'd gone too
damn far to turn back. She could always stop at any point and it wouldn't be fair to
Mona or even to herself if she didn't at least take a taste of the other woman's snatch.
Only a few seconds had passed while Cathy had been staring at the wetly glistening
cunt-flesh and the various thoughts had been flashing through her mind. She lowered
her face, mashed her mouth against Mona's gash and shoved her tongue into the hot,
wet clinging pink folds of flesh in one swift motion.
Mona began wriggling her ass and making little hunching movements as Cathy began
swabbing the walls of her cunt, trying to do so in the manner she liked to have her own
cunt treated. Cathy found that she enjoyed eating out a pussy very much. There wasn't
really anything mind-numbing about the erotic act, though. Not for her, anyway, and
she guessed she was lucky. She was like Mona. Cunt-lapping was just an extra added
pleasure to enjoy and it wouldn't detract from her basic desire to fuck and suck with
Bob.
Or with another man or even with other men, Cathy thought, deciding that her
husband had asked for anything that might happen. She wished that she had a stiff
cock pronging her right then while she was tongue-fucking Mona. That would
undoubtedly be wild, way-out fun and the same would be true if she could suck a hard
cock while getting fucked by another cock equally as hard – "I'm just about there,
honey! You know what to do!"
Cathy had been gripping Mona's rounded hips. She did know what to do. She slipped
her hands on around and under, clasped a firm ass-cheek with each one, tilted Mona's
crotch at what she knew was a perfect angle, then went to Mona's clitoris with her
tongue.
Lapping the stiffened passion-button that seemed longer than her own, Cathy thought
it was like making contact with a slippery mini-pecker. She burrowed deeper and got
her lips in on the erotic act and it seemed that she could feel the hard b ump of flesh
vibrating.
Mona didn't grab Cathy's head, but she bucked and lurched while she spasmed and
Cathy missed the spurting finish she'd always enjoyed when sucking Bob's cock. The
released cunt-juice was tasty, though, and she swallowed while keeping right on lapping
and sucking. She kept going for a few seconds after Mona had sagged limply, then
pulled her hands from under Mona's ass and lifted her head. "It's obvious that you
enjoyed yourself," Mona said, smiling. "You did a damn good job, too."
"I'd still prefer sucking a cock," Cathy said, licking her wet lips, glad she felt no shame
after assuming the aggressive role in gay sex.
"That's good news," Mona said. "For you and for me. I've never wanted to introduce
anybody to lesbianism, really, and I've always sought out experienced females when I
was in the mood for gay sex. Are you horny? I'll eat you now if you are."
"I'm in no hurry," Cathy said. She laughed, then added, "I can wait for a couple of
minutes, anyway! What I'd like right now is a good fuck, really, and I don't mean by a
dog. I enjoyed being lapped and fucked by Willie, of course, but I like little loving with
my fucking."
"So do I," Mona said. "I just like to have Willie around for some extra pleasure I use
him as I do my fingers and a vibrator."
"How did you happen to get started having sex with a dog?" Cathy asked, moving from
between Mona's legs and getting on her back, her head beside Mona's.
"The first time was when I was a kid," Mona said, rolling over on her side, facing Cathy
and cupping her crotch with one hand. "Do you want me to take the time to tell about
it?"
"Sure," Cathy said.
"My father bought me a fox terrier when I was twelve," Mona said. "I was already
masturbating by then. Nothing really happened with Skippy for a couple of months. He
sniffed around now and then, including my crotch, but I didn't really give any thought
to messing around with him."
"He didn't get a hard-on?"
"Oh, I often saw his pecker creep out, especially when I gave him a bath, but I really
don't think I thought much about it. I was having a great time with my fingers, as I
said, and I was seldom alone with him during the first few weeks, anyway. My mother
didn't let him stay in the house. She didn't like dogs."
"Maybe she thought you might start fooling around with him," Cathy said.
"That could've been on her mind," Mona said. "Mom's always been prudish, and if she
knew what I do now, she'd probably have a fit. I know she used to hold out on Dad
and I didn't blame him for staying away from home a lot even then. He probably had a
hot-ass woman on the side, because from eavesdropping I knew that Mom didn't give
him enough sex."
Cathy didn't say anything and Mona caressed her pussylips, then pulled her hand away.
"I won't take the time to go into all the details, honey. I was home alone one afternoon
and I let Skippy into the house. We were romping around the living room and soon he
started sniffing my crotch whenever it was handy. My panties were thin and I could feel
his hot breath and his hot, wet tongue.
"I got horny, which wasn't unusual for me, of course, and then got the idea to let him
lick my bare skin, my pussylips. I pulled my panties off and got in a kneeling position
where he could easily get at my cunt and my asshole. I'd never experimented enough to
find out that my bunghole was also very sensitive.
"The horny little rascal managed to get the tip of his tongue into my asshole as well as
in my cunt and I guess you know it really turned me on. It didn't take much lapping
and licking to really have me steaming. I stuck a finger in my snatch and frigged myself
until I creamed. I let him lick my finger and after that, he slurped the juices directly
from my cunt.
"After that, we went through a similar routine at every opportunity. I saw his cock get
hard each time, of course, and I guess it was about the fifth time when I jacked him off.
I got a big kick out of watching the jism spurt and I wasn't really surprised when the
little dog ate his own stuff.
"I'd heard talk and read about fucking and other sex acts, of course, and after seeing
Skippy shoot off, I decided to see if I could get him to prong my pussy with his stiff
cock. It worked out great the very first time.
"He was too small to hump me from behind. When I was on my hands and knees, the
horny little animal couldn't reach my cunt with his jabbing prick. With a little
experimenting I discovered that if I sat on a couch or in an easy chair and kind of
leaned back with Skippy facing me and in my lap, he could fuck the hell out of me. I
could hold onto his humping hindquarters and hold him in place and we got so we
fucked up a storm every chance we had.
"I was friendly with a girl down the block. She wasn't much older than me. Soon I just
had to tell somebody about the fun I was having with Skippy. I told Sylvia and she got
all excited and wanted to watch. It turned out that she'd been fucking her brother for
over a year. His name was Earl and he was fifteen.
"One thing led to another and soon Skippy was also lapping and fucking Sylvia and I
had my first sex with another human. Earl taught me how to suck his cock not long
after he fucked me the first time. It went on for over a year like that. I was getting
banged by Skippy and by Earl. He also went down on me, of course, and it really
turned me on to watch the brother and sister having all kinds of sex together.
"I liked to watch Skippy lapping and humping Sylvia, too, and the four of us had some
wonderful times. It excited Earl to watch the dog banging his sister and me. Many
people, both male and female, are fascinated by bestiality, I guess, even if they don't
engage in such activities themselves. That's about it. Except that Sylvia taught me the
gay stuff and I've liked to eat pussy since the very first time I put my tongue in her
twat. As I've already proved to you and am eager to prove again and again!"
"Your parents never found out anything?" Cathy asked.
"No. We were very careful, honey, and there's only one sad thing I have to tell. After
about a year and a half Skippy was hit by a car and killed. I cried like a baby, I guess
you know, and now I think I've talked enough. Maybe too much. How would you like
to try a sixty-nine? Then I'll get the vibrator and make you wonder why you waited so
long to give one a try."
Cathy didn't have a chance to answer with words, because within seconds she was
returning Mona's passionate, tongue-probing kiss and hunching along with one of
Mona's probing fingers. She inserted a finger in Mona's hot cunt, enjoyed that new
experience, then soon found that she enjoyed being locked with Mona in the classic
lesbian embrace.


Chapter 7

Looking at her husband stretched out on the couch, his eyes on the television screen,
Cathy told herself that she'd have to stop being so damn wishy-washy. One moment
she wanted to tell Bob everything that had happened during the day, then the next
moment she didn't want to talk to him about anything.
Before leaving Mona, and after getting her pussy thrillingly probed by the vibrator,
Cathy had promised to have a talk with Bob and then accept anything that be agreed to
do. Mona wanted to get it on with Bob, including having Cathy there for a threesome,
and Cathy had found the idea exciting. She still did, Cathy thought, looking from her
husband to the television screen, seeing that the somewhat silly situation comedy was
about over. Suddenly making up her mind, she got up, snapped the set off, and met her
husband's eyes.
"Don't you think we should finish the talk we started last night, Bob? I could tell from
your reaction to my question that you've screwed around on the side since we've been
married, and now I guess we're even."
"You made it with Willie?"
"And with Mona," Cathy said, returning to the easy chair and sitting down. "I enjoyed
myself very much with both of them and I promised Mona I'd have a talk with you. I
did some bragging about you and your big cock and she wants to have sex with you."
"What was your reaction when she told you that?" Bob asked, averting his eyes, his
handsome features becoming slightly red.
"I told her that we'd have a talk and reach a decision together. You would like to fuck
her, wouldn't you?"
"I see a lot of females I'd like to fuck," Bob said, grinning and meeting Cathy's eyes.
"Why don't you tell me all about what happened today and then we'll decide what to
do?"
Cathy gave a detailed description of the exciting events of the day. Bob listened with
obvious great interest, not interrupting, and Cathy saw the front of his pants poking
out long before she finished. Talking in such a manner, along with the memories still so
vivid in her mind, also made her horny. She also told Bob about the fox terrier,
including the brother and sister getting in on the sexual pleasures with Mona.
"That's about it, Bob. Your permission for me to make it with the dog made me go a
little wild, I guess, but I'm not sorry. I enjoyed tonguing Mona's twat very much and I
don't intend to stop having that kind of pleasure. I still prefer to suck your cock, a fact
that pleased Mona, and I see no reason why I should stop having sex with the dog. Do
you want me to call Mona? I imagine she's anxiously waiting to hear the verdict. Maybe
with a finger up her snatch."
Bob laughed and it didn't sound forced to Cathy. "I love you, of course, but I'm liking
you more all the time, honey. Liking a person is just as important as love, you know,
and I hope you still feel the same about me. I want you to be happy and I've been
selfish. That's the reason I wanted you to give it a try with Willie. Because I've messed
around outside our marriage, I mean, and I didn't think I'd be jealous of a dog."
"How about another man?" Cathy asked.
"I don't know about that," Bob said, sitting up and swinging his feet to the carpeted
floor. "I guess I was hoping you'd be satisfied to settle for the dog."
"How about Mona, Bob? Did you feel any jealousy when I told you about lapping her
cunt? Do you feel any jealousy now?"
"No, honey. I've watched females making it together. In fact, I've been a member of
that kind of a threesome a few times. I'm not bisexual, and I can't even understand the
gay stuff where females are concerned, but I'm not turned off by thoughts of you
making it with Mona. It's even exciting to think about watching the two of you going
down on each other. Not that I'm sure what my reaction would be if I actually was a
witness, of course."
"I feel the same way when I think about you sexing it up with Mona," Cathy said,
getting to her feet. "Maybe we should find out a few answers right away."
"You could do me a favor," Bob said. "You said you bragged about me and my cock
and I imagine you mentioned my ability to last a long time. Even if you didn't, I'd like
you to give me a quick blow-job. It'd be a little embarrassing if I shot off too quickly.
Besides, my balls are already beginning to ache a little."
Cathy had started towards the telephone. She stopped, turned, and moved towards her
husband, happy to have the opportunity to suck his big cock all the way to a spurting
finish before Mona arrived. She'd been wanting to give him a blowjob ever since going
down on Mona, unable to keep from wondering if licking a cunt would somehow
detract from the pleasure she'd always gotten from sucking Bob's cock.
Bob had scooted his ass to the edge of the couch and fished his stiff cock out in the
open by the time Cathy got to him. She dropped to her knees, snuggled in between his
eagerly parted legs, and grabbed the base of the hard prick-shaft with one fist. She laved
the flat of her tongue over and around the swollen knob while reaching in and cupping
his heavy, sperm-laden balls with her other hand.
Opening her mouth wide, she engulfed the blood-engorged crown. As always, the
delightful sensation of enclosing her husband's hard cockhead in her mouth sent little
shivers of lustful pleasure spreading throughout her entire body and she was thankful
for the fact. Lapping Mona's hot cunt hadn't decreased the pleasure of cock-sucking the
slightest bit and now she was free to enjoy both kinds of oral sex.
Curling her tongue around the broad cock-head and licking the most sensitive places,
Cathy began bobbing her head. Her tongue pressed the big, satiny bulb into the roof of
her mouth at first, as she didn't want the pleasure – for either one of them to end right
away, but she soon got carried away and started taking the knob deep in her throat.
Bob put his hands on Cathy's head and began stroking her hair. Remembering that she
was going to call Mona just as soon as she finished Bob off, and suddenly eager to see
her husband fucking Mona, Cathy began sucking cock greedily. She milked the exposed
part of his pulsating prick-shaft with her fist, at the same time using her other hand to
squeeze the heavy balls to urge the waiting sperm up through the throbbing cock and
into her hungry, sucking mouth.
Digging his fingers into Cathy's scalp, Bob said, "I'm going to pop my wad much faster
than usual, honey!"
Cathy was already well aware of that fact. A moment before hearing her husband's
words she'd felt the tell-tale expansion of his cock-head. She sucked furiously on his
dick and he thrust in as far as her hand would let his big cock go. The throbbing dong
jerked spasmodically as hot, thick fuck-cream spurted into her mouth and down her
throat. She kept on sucking and swallowing until his big balls were drained of every
drop of jizz.
"The gay stuff sure didn't ruin your talent for cock-sucking," Bob said, removing his
hands from Cathy's head and hair. "Do you want me to lap your cunt before you call
Mona?"
Cathy let her husband's limber cock slip from her mouth and lifted her head. "I can
wait until later," she said, licking her sperm-wet lips and smiling. "I've had a hell of a
lot of sex today, you know, and I'm also eager to see you putting the prick to Mona."
"I hope we aren't making a mistake," Bob said, a serious expression on his face and in
his eyes. "There won't be any turning back once we take the step, you know."
"It seems to me that we've already taken the most important step," Cathy said,
removing her hands from his limp cock and his drained balls. "You seem to've decided
you wanted a totally wanton wife, and I want to please you."
"I want you to please yourself, honey. I don't want anything to end our marriage, and if
you have any doubts, I want you to say so right now."
"There's no way to keep this whole deal from being a gamble," Cathy said, getting to
her feet. "All you have to do is tell me not to use the telephone."
They gazed into each other's eyes for a few seconds, and Cathy was relieved when Bob
didn't say anything. She knew that things had progressed too far for them to stop – just
as she knew that neither one of them wanted to call a halt to what they'd both started.
"It'd be a little sad if you didn't get a hard-on," Cathy said, smiling, turning, then
hurrying to the telephone.
"What did she say?" Bob asked after Cathy hung up.
"She'll be right over. Should we take her to a bedroom? Or should we stay right here in
the living room? You could fuck her on the couch or down on the carpet. Are you
going to lap her cunt? I know that she'll want to suck your cock."
"You seem to be taking all this very calmly, Cathy. You're surprising me more all the
time."
"I guess I'm just talking to cover up my inward nervousness," Cathy said, again sitting
down in the easy chair. "Maybe it'd be better not to make any plans. I suppose we
should just kind of play it by ear and accept things as they happen."
Before Bob had a chance to say anything, the front door opened and Mona entered. She
closed the door behind her, smiled, glanced at Bob, then looked at Cathy and winked.
"You told Bob everything, Cathy?"
"I don't think I left anything out," Cathy said. "Nothing of importance, anyway, and we
were just trying to figure out how to handle things."
"It's natural that there'd be a few awkward moments in a situation like this," Mona
said, swaying over and sitting down beside Bob. "I think the best thing to do is just
kind of barge ahead with talk and let things happen without forcing them to happen.
I'm almost sure of one thing, though."
"What's that?" Cathy asked, her nervousness going away as she thought of the pleasure
the three of them would undoubtedly soon be enjoying.
"I'd bet just about anything that you two had some type of sex before I was called. Bob
was probably afraid he'd be too fast. I know Jack would've reacted that way, at least."
"You'd win your bet," Cathy said. "I gave Bob a quick blow-job just before I dialed your
number. Part of the reason was because he was getting a stomachache, though, due to a
hard-on he got while listening to me tell about my recent sexual adventures with you
and Willie."
Mona looked at Bob. "I'm glad it didn't turn you off when you first heard about me
letting a dog fuck me, Bob. And I'm even more glad that you were understanding
enough to give Cathy the okay to give it a try. Jack likes to watch Willie bang me.
Mostly because he likes to see me enjoying myself, I suppose, but he seldom fails to get
a hard-on while watching."
There was a long silence and Cathy wished that Mona would stop mentioning Jack. It
would just remind Bob that when the lovely woman's husband found out about the sex
party they were about to have, he'd undoubtedly expect to get in on the deal. She
wouldn't mind, Cathy thought. In fact, she wanted to make it with Mona's husband
when he returned home. It was only fair that she should be fucked by Jack if Bob
fucked Mona.
"I tried to be true to Cathy," Bob said, speaking for the first time and not looking at
Cathy or at Mona. "I've been thinking for a long time that it wasn't really fair for her to
go through life without experiencing sex with anybody except me. When she told me
about seeing the action next door, I figured it was a chance for me to let her know how
I felt. Everything has happened so damned fast, though. I don't want her love for me to
turn to hate and I'm suddenly afraid it might if she sees me making it with you."
Bob had turned his head and was looking at Mona. "Why don't we leave it up to
Cathy, Bob? What do you want to happen, Cathy? Tell us and put your husband's
mind at ease. I know how he must feel. He's afraid of losing you and I sure as hell
don't blame him for that. If you've changed your mind, of course, I'll haul my ass out
of here without another word."
Cathy had been meeting Mona's eyes. "I haven't changed my mind," she said. "I want
you both to get naked and stay right here. I've already pulled the drapes and I want to
watch while you suck his cock, while he laps your cunt, and while he fucks you."
"You heard your darling young wife," Mona said, patting Bob's knee and getting to her
feet. "Later I want to watch while you two make it together, of course, and I just know
that we're all going to have a wonderful time."
Mona had been kicking out of her high heels. Her long and lovely legs were bare. She
whipped out of her dress, patted her hair back in place, and asked Bob what he was
waiting for. Bob leaned over and quickly removed his shoes and socks. Mona freed her
big boobs while Bob was getting to his feet. He stared at the thrusting mounds of firm
tit while removing his shirt. He wasn't wearing an undershirt. He dropped his pants
and shorts while Mona quickly peeled her brief panties down and off.
Cathy saw that her husband's cock was lifting into a hard-on. She was glad, even
though she knew that the sight of Mona's poking titties and dark beaver had caused the
arousal. She really did want him to be as happy as possible and she didn't feel any
jealousy as Mona moved forward, dropped to her knees, and planted a kiss on Bob's
swollen cock-head.
Mona steadied the base of Bob's stiff cock with a thumb and forefinger and began
fondling his balls with her other hand. She licked the swollen knob a few times, then
took the crown into her mouth. Bob gasped and Cathy glanced up and met his glowing
eyes.
"Are you jealous now, honey?"
"No," Cathy said, meaning it, knowing that she wouldn't be jealous no matter what
Bob and Mona did, already looking forward to joining them in a three-way orgy.
Lowering her gaze again, Cathy was glad that she'd sucked Bob's big cock all the way
off before calling Mona. Because she knew that he wouldn't have lasted long under
Mona's lavish oral attentions. Mona had already started taking the cock-head deep in
her throat, burying her nose in Bob's crotch hairs on each forward movement, and
Cathy started to tell Mona that her jaws would get damned tired if she tried to keep
sucking long enough to make Bob's big cock explode.
Mona soon seemed to sense that fact, or else she was eager to have her cunt lapped by
Bob, because she pulled her clinging lips from his rigid prick and quickly got down on
her back on the carpet. Bob followed Mona down, not looking at Cathy, and Mona
lifted her knees. Bob stared for a few seconds, then mashed his mouth against Mona's
gaping pink gash. Mona lurched upward and Bob slipped his hands under and grabbed
an ass-cheek with each one, his fingers gripping tightly.
Cathy, already steaming, her panty-crotch getting damp, began to wonder if she should
wait before turning it into a threesome. Bob could easily fuck her while he was going
down on Mona; or she could just as easily settle her cunt down over Mona's face and
mouth and be lapped to and through a much-needed release.
While Cathy was still debating with herself, Mona bucked and lurched through an
orgasm. Bob kept his face buried in her box until she sagged limply, then quickly
moved in for the penetration. Mona grabbed his stiff, saliva-coated cock and guided it
between her glistening pussylips.
Watching her husband's big prick disappearing into Mona's welcoming snatch, Cathy
kicked her fluffy house shoes off and got to her feet. She was sure that Bob could last
long enough to also fuck her and she couldn't remember when she'd last been so eager
to be fucked. She quickly stripped herself naked, not missing much of the heated
action, glad she didn't feel any jealousy when Bob and Mona began kissing passionately
while they fucked fast and furiously.
Mona suddenly pulled her mouth from Bob's, moaned loudly, and hunched and
wriggled wildly through what Cathy was sure extended into an entire series of orgasms.
Bob kept right on fucking after Mona sagged limply and Mona looked up at Cathy,
smiled, and playfully slapped Bob's humping ass.
"Your lovely young wife's naked and eager to be fucked, Bob! Get down here beside me
and let your handsome husband shift his big beauty over to your sweet snatch, Cathy!"
Bob had stopped pumping. As soon as Cathy was in position, her legs parted eagerly,
he withdrew from Mona's twat and moved over to fuck Cathy. He plunged his slippery
cock balls deep into Cathy's clinging and clutching cunt with one swift movement, and
she wrapped her legs around his waist.
Remaining braced on his hands and arms, Bob began fucking Cathy with slow and
steady thrusts. The fact that Mona had lifted and was watching added to Cathy's
excitement and to her pleasure. Cathy met her husband's masterful thrusts with
counterthrusts of her own, sure that his big cock would still be hard and loaded after
she'd melted into a blissful release.
"What a beautiful sight it is when two beautiful people are fucking," Mona said.
"I thought the same thing while watching you and Bob fuck," Cathy said, looking at
Mona, then meeting Bob's passion-filmed eyes. "I think everything's going to work out
just fine, honey. Don't you?"
"Yes," Bob said, leaning over and briefly kissing Cathy's parted lips without faltering in
his strokes. "I have the feeling we gambled and won. It's a good thing you got a load
before our lovely and sexy guest arrived. I'll be able to last a long time now and you
two lovely, hot-assed gals might have a little trouble getting my next load."
"That's the kind of trouble I like," Mona said. "It might sound strange, but I want you
to dump this next load in Cathy's sweet pussy."
"I think I understand," Bob said.
Before Cathy could say that she didn't understand, Bob quickened the tempo of his
fuck-thrusts. She matched the new pace and started the wonderful dash toward a
climax. She'd been holding back, able to do so mostly because of the talk, but partly
because Mona was there. Having a witness had somehow enabled her to prolong the
glorious fucking leading up to the final blissful moments. She wasn't bashful about
having Mona see her orgasm; it was just that a third person being present seemed to
cause enough detraction to increase the pleasure and at the same time prolong it.
Dimly thinking that maybe her thoughts weren't making much sense, caught up as she
was in the throes of sexual ecstasy, Cathy blurted out that she was just about to come.
Bob began pumping his prick faster and mashed his mouth to hers. She returned his
passionate, tongue-lashing kiss and milked his cock with her cunt-muscles, suddenly
wanting to feel his hot sperm spurting and spraying her spasming snatch.
But Cathy wasn't really disappointed when her husband's big cock remained hard and
loaded after she'd ceased all movement. She let her legs fall from around his waist when
he pulled his mouth and tongue from hers. Bob grinned, withdrew his stiff cock from
Cathy's juicy cunt, then moved over between Mona's parted legs as she lowered her
back and shoulders to the carpet.
Cathy sat upright and watched as Mona let Bob guide his cock-head to her open twatlips. 
Again observing her husband's glistening prick-shaft slowly sinking into another
woman's welcoming pussy, Cathy silently gave thanks for the fact that she'd so easily
accepted the drastic change in her marriage, her lifestyle. She hoped her husband would
adjust as easily when he saw her going down on Mona, being fucked by the German
shepherd and eventually being fucked by another man.
It took all of three minutes for Bob to prong Mona to and through another orgasm. She
cried out and rolled her head from side to side, her dark hair swirling, and immediately
after they'd both stopped all movement, she informed Cathy that Bob's cock was still
hard and loaded.
"I'm not surprised," Cathy said. "Even when my darling husband isn't trying to hold
back, he sometimes lasts as long as half an hour."
Bob had lifted his chest from Mona's big boobs and was braced on his hands and arms,
his cock still buried balls deep in Mona's cunt. He looked at Cathy and said that he was
only good for a couple more minutes.
"I want him to finish off in your pussy," Mona said, also looking at Cathy. "I don't like
to see anything wasted, honey, and that's especially true where sperm's concerned. The
idea doesn't turn you off, does it?"
"No," Cathy said, at the same time thinking that scooping up jism from a cunt might
be just a little too messy for her to enjoy.


Chapter 8

Bob lasted all of three minutes after he moved over and started fucking Cathy. She
coasted, then let herself go when he began his final drive. She spasmed just as his big
cock jerked and jolted and sprayed her twitching twat with jet like spurts of hot jism.
They continued to kiss and move together until his prick started to go limp. Mona was
right there when he withdrew and she took the time to lick the cum from his limber
tool before mashing her mouth to Cathy's flooded cunt.
Bob stretched out on his side next to them and fondled Cathy's hard-nippled tits while
Mona greedily slurped down the mingled sperm and cunt-juice. Mona's tongue made
contact with Cathy's unhooded clitoris now and then, but Cathy didn't get horny
enough to have an orgasm, even though she enjoyed the cunt-lapping very much.
After Mona pulled her tongue and lips from the inner folds of clinging cunt-flesh, she
licked Cathy's puffy pussylips clean before lifting her head.
"I think I did just as good a job as Willie could've done," Mona said, licking her lips,
removing her hands from Cathy's hips, then settling back on her haunches. "Would
you like to see my dog lap our cunts and fuck us, Bob?"
"Maybe later," Bob said, sitting upright. "Not until after the three of us have
experienced a lot more pleasure, anyway, and I'm not all that much of a nut on
cleanliness, but I don't have a desire to taste my own stuff."
"I can take a hint," Cathy said, also sitting upright, then getting to her feet. She looked
at Bob's soft cock, then met Mona's eyes. "I don't think my husband will need any help
from a dog or any other male when he starts working on his next hard-on."
"I didn't mean to imply that he would," Mona said, smiling. "I just thought he might
like to see an exhibition."
"I do," Bob said. Then he chuckled and added, "But only after I've had my way with
you two lovely girls."
Saying that she'd be right back, Cathy hurried to the bathroom, freshening herself at
the wash basin. When she returned to the living room, still drying her crotch with a
towel, Bob and Mona were still in the same positions they'd been in when Cathy had
left.
"We thought you might not like it if we touched each other without you being with
us," Mona said.
"I can't see that it would make any difference," Cathy said. "After all, it wouldn't be the
first time Bob had sex without his wife being a witness. Right, honey?"
A frown flickered across Bob's handsome features, then he grinned and said, "I haven't
really cheated on you all that much, Cathy. Hell, you've kept my ass humping most of
the time and I only took what was tossed my way. I hope you aren't bitter. If it'll make
you feel any better, I'll promise not to touch another woman without your knowledge
or without you being present."
"I don't think this is the time to talk about any arrangements we might make," Cathy
said. "I'm not bitter, though, and I like the way things are working out. Do you think
it'd help you get a hard-on to watch me go down on Mona?"
"It always has before," Bob said. "When I've been with two girls like this, I mean.
However, I won't ever expect you to do anything you aren't in the mood to do."
"I'm in the mood to do anything and everything," Cathy said, dropping to her knees
near Mona. "Let me show Bob what I've learned to do and like, Mona. Get on your
back and let me lap your cunt while my darling horny husband watches."
Mona quickly complied with Cathy's wishes and Cathy just as quickly got into position
to bury her face between the eagerly parted female legs. The delectable aroma of cunt
filled her nostrils, causing her excitement to soar, but she fleetingly thought that she
still preferred the delightful odor of Bob's crotch.
Clasping Mona's firmly rounded hips, Cathy lowered her face and blew her breath on
the moist pussylips. She enjoyed the little gasp that drifted down from Mona's lips. She
licked up through the wet split, vividly aware of her husband's eyes upon her, the fact
that he was watching giving her an unexpected thrill.
When Cathy snaked her stiffened tongue between the hot cuntlips and probed deep
into the wet folds of clinging cunt-flesh, Mona moaned, lurched upward, and grabbed
Cathy's hair and head. Feeling the fingers digging into her scalp while happily tongue
fucking the lovely woman, Cathy experienced an exhilarating sense of power similar to
that she always felt when sucking Bob's hard cock.
Mona began squirming her ass and Cathy moved her tongue higher to the stiffened
clitoris. While lapping the sensitive and slippery bump of flesh, she suddenly wished
that Bob would shove his tongue or his cock into her own steaming cunt. But before
she could stop and make the suggestion and see if Bob had another hard-on Cathy
heard Mona blurt out that she was almost there.
Cathy had gotten her lips around the elongated passion-button and started sucking. She
lapped and sucked greedily until Mona's body went limp, and she gulped and
swallowed the salty-sweet cunt-cum until Mona's clutching fingers fell from her head
and hair.
Suddenly in no hurry to be lapped or fucked, as she knew there would be many
opportunities to have many orgasms before the evening was over and wanting to put on
a good show for her husband – Cathy lifted her face and trailed her lips and tongue
upward, right through the curly black beaver to Mona's belly-button. She then worked
her way on up to the big mounds of firm and springy tit-flesh, using her fingers to
caress and mold the poking titties while she tongued and sucked each hard nipple in
turn.
Mona soon pulled Cathy's mouth to her own. They kissed passionately, using their
tongues to probe deep into each other's mouths, and Mona slipped a hand down
between their squirming bodies and inserted a finger into Cathy's quivering cunt. Ca
thy broke the feverish kiss and rolled over on her back. Bob's blazing eyes were right
there, meeting hers, and she gave him a quick smile before looking down and seeing
that his big cock was thrusting stiffly.
Still finger-fucking Cathy, Mona had followed as Cathy rolled over. She trailed her
licking tongue down along Cathy's writhing body and Cathy heard the little popping
sound as the finger was pulled from her clinging cunt-hole. But Mona's finger was
quickly replaced by her hot and slippery tongue and Cathy began hunching along with
the skillful tongue-fucking.
Cathy began moaning with pleasure as Mona started lapping and sucking her stiffened
clit. Bob moved closer and mashed his mouth against Cathy's. She returned her
husband's feverish, tongue-lashing kiss while hunching along with Mona's lavish muff
diving. She began spasming within seconds, lurching and wriggling wildly, sucking
Bob's tongue deep into her mouth, digging her fingers into Mona's scalp as the blissful
orgasm gripped her body.
Bob pulled his tongue and mouth from Cathy's sucking mouth and looked down at
Mona. Cathy heard the faint slurping sounds as Mona greedily gulped and swallowed
her released cunt-juice. When Cathy went limp and removed her clutching fingers from
Mona's head and silky-soft hair, Mona pulled her mouth and tongue from Cathy's
twitching cunt and rested a warm cheek on one of Cathy's thighs.
Bob had been fondling Cathy's hard-nippled boobs. He removed his hand and she told
him that he should've fucked Mona. He grinned and told her that they had plenty of
time to do everything there was to do.
Mona kissed Cathy's thigh, lifted her head, and told Bob that they should both work
Cathy over. Bob said that was a good idea, then began sucking on Cathy's nearest hard
nippled jug. Mona moved up and started sucking on Cathy's other spiked tit. The two
greedy mouths soon had Cathy's passion soaring again. She used her own hands to
help get more of her tingling and throbbing titties into their hot mouths, mentally as
well as physically excited by the lavish oral attentions.
Bob Soon trailed his tongue and lips lower on Cathy's flushed body, kissing and
licking, then Mona followed with her licking tongue and kissing lips. Bob had often
given Cathy a tongue-bath, but she wasn't quite prepared for the wonderful sensation of
having two hot tongues working her over. She knew that if she hadn't had an orgasm
so recently she would've been begging for a tongue or Bob's cock to be shoved into her
steaming snatch.
As it was, she was able to enjoy the licking tongues without starting a mad dash toward
a climax, safe in the knowledge that her hot cunt would be tongued or fucked or both
when her nervous system could no longer take the delightful oral stimulation.
Mona and Bob both skirted right on around Cathy's cunt, one going one way and one
going the other, and Cathy moved her legs helpfully as they licked her inner thighs.
They continued right on down her long legs and nibbled at her toes and licked the soles
of her feet, then worked their way back up towards her crotch.
But when they were again near her cunt, they used their hands to flip her over on her
belly. She again moved helpfully and was soon thrilling to the way the two hot tongues
were licking her neck, her shoulders, and her back.
Bob and Mona licked Cathy's butt-cheeks and down along the backs of her legs. They
continued to take their time, not missing a square inch of her firm and smooth flesh,
and her nipples and her pussy throbbed against the soft carpet. After they'd worked
their way back up to her butt, they took turns licking up through the crack of her ass.
Cathy couldn't keep from hiking her buns higher, wanting her asshole and her gash
tongued, but they flipped her over on her side before delving with their tongues. She
gasped as Mona jabbed the tip of her hot tongue against her asshole, then gasped again
as Bob slithered his tongue in between her pulsing pussylips.
The two probing tongues soon had Cathy almost out of her mind the wondrous
pleasure was so intense. She hunched forward and backward, moaning and
whimpering, clutching at Bob's head with one hand, reaching around and clutching at
Mona's head with the other.
It didn't take long for the two hot tongues jabbing in the two hot holes to make Cathy
shudder through a shattering, mind-numbing orgasm. The rippling waves of ecstatic
delight went on and on and both her cunt and asshole continued to tremble and twitch
after the double tongue fucking finally stopped.
"We'll give Mona the same treatment as soon as you recover," Bob said shortly after he
and Mona had pulled away and Cathy had rolled over on her back. "If you want to,
that is, as since this is your first threesome experience, we feel that we should
concentrate on pleasing you."
"We talked while you were in the bathroom," Mona said, running a hand over Cathy's
belly. "I can wait for the special treatment if you'd rather have Bob fuck you know."
"I want to do as Bob said and I've already recovered," Cathy said, sitting up. "After Bob
and I work you over, I want the two of us to work him over."
"I had the same thing in mind," Bob said, chuckling and following Mona as she got on
her back.
Cathy watched as Bob clamped his mouth down over a goodly portion of one of
Mona's thrusting titties, then she did the same to the other poking, taut-tipped jug.
Cathy got a big bang out of helping Bob give Mona the same lavish oral treatment
Mona and Bob had so recently bestowed upon her body. She followed the wet path her
husband left with his licking tongue part of the time, at other times blazing her own
wet trail on the smooth female flesh.
Skirting around Mona's dark beaver and moist gash, Cathy and Bob each licked a long
and lovely leg all the way down to a dainty foot. Cathy hesitated for a few seconds
before nibbling at the toes, but she didn't find the act distasteful, and she didn't start
back up towards the dark crotch until Bob started the upward journey on Mona's other
leg.
Cathy also enjoyed licking Mona's neck, shoulders, and back after she and Bob had
helped the lovely woman get over on her stomach. She started the downward journey
first, giving one sleek ass-cheek a good licking while Bob did the same on the other side
of the deep crack.
After they'd worked their way down the backs of Mona's shapely legs and back up
again, Cathy licked up through the crack of Mona's ass, then pulled away and let Bob
take a turn at the crack and the puckered asshole. Then, sure that her husband would
prefer to tongue Mona's twat, Cathy told Mona which way to turn and jabbed her
stiffened tongue against Mona's relaxed shitter just as Bob began tongue-fucking
Mona's horny cunt.
Cathy managed to get the tip of her tongue at least an inch into the hot and tight
asshole. Mona spasmed within thirty seconds, hunching backward and forward,
moaning loudly, clutching at Cathy's head and hair – and Cathy was sure that Mona
was also digging her fingers into Bob's scalp. Cathy could also hear the slurping sounds
as Bob gulped down Mona's released twat-honey. She kept on tonguing Mona's asshole
until the brunette went limp and Bob pulled away.
"Don't keep stalling around until your balls start aching," Cathy said, meeting her
husband's gleaming brown eyes and smiling.
"I'm okay," Bob said, getting on his back, his ramrod-stiff cock jutting towards the
ceiling. "I haven't had my nipples tongued and sucked at the same time in one hell of a
long time and you know how sensitive they are."
"Jack's nipples are also very sensitive," Mona said, sitting up. "I've stimulated his nubs
long enough a few times to almost make him shoot off without having his hard cock
touched. Your big beauty is two inches longer than my husband's pecker, Bob, but he
really knows how to use what he has."
"The size isn't all that important," Bob said. "I've had many females tell me that,
anyway, and I have enough sense to know that if a tongue can satisfy a woman, a
smaller prick can do the trick."
Not interested in a discussion concerning the size of cocks at the moment, Cathy began
tonguing and sucking her husband's nearest nipple.
Mona got into position and started tonguing and sucking Bob's other nub. Cathy felt
Mona's hair against her cheek and knew that Bob's other nipple was just as stiffly erect
as the one she was orally stimulating.
Cathy soon left Bob's saliva-coated nipple and began licking her way down towards his
poking prick. Mona followed, also licking with the flat of her tongue, and they both
skirted around his thrusting cock and his body-hugging balls. He moved his legs so
they could get at his inner thighs and they kissed and licked down to his slightly lifted
knees.
Mona started back up towards Bob's cock and balls, so Cathy did the same, eager to
take a turn sucking his prick and also looking forward to having her husband's big cock
buried in her quivering cunt. Mona licked up one side of Bob's stiff shaft and Cathy
licked up the other side. Their tongues made contact now and then as they laved the
swollen cock-head.
When Mona went down and began licking Bob's balls, Cathy took the swollen, darkred 
knob into her mouth and began sucking. She didn't try to make her husband pop
his wad, knowing that he was a long way from a climax, and when Mona licked back
up along the underside of the rigid prick-shaft, Cathy pulled her clinging lips from the
blood-engorged crown.
As soon as Mona began sucking Bob's cock, Cathy went down and started licking his
saliva-wet balls. She then used her hands to let him know that she wanted to get at his
asshole. He moved enough for her to tongue his puckered shitter and she saw that
Mona had started taking his cock-head deep into her throat.
After a minute or so Mona stopped sucking Bob's cock and asked Cathy if she'd like to
change places. Before Cathy had time to even remove her probing tongue from her
husband's tight, clinging asshole, she heard him tell them to take turns bouncing on his
tool.
Mona told Cathy to go ahead and take a ride on his cock, and she didn't argue,
knowing that Bob would at least last long enough for them both to bounce to and
through an orgasm. Straddling Bob, facing his head, Cathy squatted, keeping her
weight on her knees and folded thighs, and used one hand to place his blunt cock-head
on target.
She lowered, spearing his hard cock deep into her trembling pussy, then humped up
and down a few times while Mona was settling her crotch down over Bob's head in the
same manner, facing Cathy. Their faces close together, Cathy and Mona began kissing,
using their tongues, at the same time using their hands to fondle each other's hard
nippled titties.
Bouncing rhythmically on Bob's stiff cock, knowing that he was lapping Mona's cunt,
Cathy was soon well on her way to a release. From the way Mona kissed, Cathy sensed
that they would be spasming at about the same time. She broke the feverish, tongue
lashing kiss and told Mona that they should try to make it at the same time.
"Anytime, honey! I'm holding back now!"
"I'll speak for Bob," Cathy said, gazing into Mona's passion-glazed eyes. "He won't
shoot off, but let's go right now!"
And now it was. Cathy creamed around Bob's throbbing cock and she could tell by
Mona's passion-contorted features that Bob's tongue was lapping up the brunette's
tangy cunt-cum. They both recovered quickly and just as quickly switched around.
They went through the entire delightful routine again, Cathy spasming on Bob's
expertly lapping tongue, and she didn't have to be told that his cock was still hard and
loaded when Mona stopped bouncing.
"How should we go about finishing him off, Cathy? I thought Jack was a long-lasting
stud, but I'm not sure he could last this long no matter how many times he'd climaxed.
Not when he's with a female for the first time, anyway, and with me helping out."
"I'll let you have Bob's load in any way you wish," Cathy said, lifting her wet cunt from
Bob's face and swinging away. "In your mouth, in your pussy, or up your ass."
"It just might take all three ways and in that order," Bob said, grinning and pulling
Cathy's face down to his.
Cathy licked her husband's wet lips, then watched as Mona dismounted and began
sucking his jutting and wetly glistening cock. Cathy and Bob both watched until Mona
finally stopped sucking his prick and said that her jaws were getting a little tired.
"Let him fuck you dog-fashion," Cathy said, thinking that if Bob didn't make it in
Mona's cunt, they'd be in position for him to corn-hole her.
Mona got on her hands and knees and Bob quickly shifted and got behind her uplifted
ass. He shoved his stiff cock into her gaping gash and started slow and steady fuck
thrusts. Mona hunched along with his pistoning prick and told Cathy she liked to eat
pussy while she was being fucked.
"I also like to suck a cock while I'm being pronged like this," Mona said as Cathy
gladly got on her back and scooted on her ass until her crotch was directly under
Mona's face.
Cathy didn't say anything, even though she felt like informing Mona – and Bob – that
she'd very much like to suck a cock while being fucked by another one. She wanted
Bob to be the first to mention that it was only fair for Mona's husband to get in on the
pleasure as soon as he returned home.
Mona slipped her hands under and clasped Cathy's ass and tugged while burying her
face in Cathy's crotch. Cathy had thrilled to so many orgasms she was able to enjoy
Mona's expert cunt-lapping without starting on a mad dash toward a climax. She also
enjoyed gazing into her husband's eyes while he pronged Mona's pussy.
When Mona began hunching faster, Bob really began to pour the meat to her. Cathy
could tell by the way Mona's tongue and lips became even greedier that Mona was well
on the way toward a release. "Is she using her cunt-muscles?" Cathy asked, telling by
Bob's expression that he wasn't nearing the point of no return.
"She has a snapper," Bob said, not faltering in his swift fuck-strokes, his fingers
gripping Mona's hunching hips more tightly. "Are you going to make it, honey?"
"I think I'll just keep on coasting," Cathy said. "I've had so many orgasms I'm afraid I'll
be too weak to walk if I don't start taking it easy."
"Nobody will ask you to walk," Bob said, grinning. "I'll bet Mona's tongue-fucking you
in time with my pumping prick."
"You won your bet," Cathy said, smiling.
"Do you think you'll want to make it again after you shoot off this time?"
"I'm sure I will," Bob said, still pumping away in Mona's pussy. "I want the party to
continue after I blast off in her asshole, anyway, and it might take a lot of time and
effort for me to shoot off again, but I'll give it a damn good try."
Mona pulled her tongue from Cathy's gooey cunt and lifted her face away, but she
didn't stop hunching along with Bob's masterful fuck-thrusts. Cathy felt that she knew
what Mona was going to say before the passionate woman spoke.
"Let's save the corn-holing for later. Jack can always make it while pronging a tight and
hot asshole when he can't make it any other way, and I'd like to take Bob's load in my
mouth this time."
"That's up to you and Bob," Cathy said. "You're very close to a climax now, aren't you,
Mona?"
"Yes," Mona said. "How about fucking me through a climax and then letting me suck
you off, Bob?"
"Your wish is my wish," Bob said, quickening the tempo of his thrusts even though
Cathy had thought he'd already been fucking as fast as possible.
Mona moaned loudly, wriggled wildly, then shuddered violently while again mashing
her mouth to Cathy's juicy gash. Mona's frantic tonguing and sucking made Cathy
melt into a blissful release once again. Bob left his hard cock buried deep in Mona's
cunt while she and Cathy recovered, then withdrew and got on his back.
Quickly following, Mona licked the juices from Bob's jutting cock before taking the
enlarged knob into her mouth and sucking furiously. Her cheeks expanded and
hollowed fishlike, her clenched fingers worked rapidly up and down on the stiff rod,
and Cathy kissed Bob while his big cock jerked and jolted and shot hot sperm into
Mona's greedy mouth.
Bob returned Cathy's passionate kiss while Mona was draining his cock and balls, and
Cathy hoped that her husband would accept the sight of her getting fucked by Willie as
easily as he had accepted seeing her sexing it up with the big dog's lovely owner.


Chapter 9

After Cathy pulled her mouth from Bob's, and Mona pulled her mouth from his limber
cock, the three of them remained flaked out on the carpet for all of five minutes before
Bob finally sat up and broke the silence.
"I need a beer. How about you girls?"
Mona laughed low in her throat, then said, "I'm not exactly a girl, but I could use a
beer."
"Me, too," Cathy said. "I'll go."
"I'll get the beer," Bob said, getting to his feet, his soft cock flopping from side to side
as he hurried from the room.
"You have a very nice man for a husband," Mona said. "Aside from his obvious virility
in the sex department, I mean, and I think you're a very lucky girl."
"So do I," Cathy said. "I also think it goes both ways. He's lucky to have a wife willing
to go along with what he so obviously wants."
"You're right, honey, and I'm also lucky to be at the right place at the right time.
Meaning, of course, that if you hadn't caught me making it with Willie, I wouldn't be
here now. I do have to ask a very important question. I don't keep any secrets from
Jack, and after I tell him about this, he'll really have the hots for you. Are you willing to
make it with my husband?"
"Yes," Cathy said, meeting Mona's eyes. "I think it only natural that I'd want to have
sex with your husband after you've made it with mine. I'd rather wait and let Bob bring
up the subject, though. If I look too eager, he might think I had something like this in
mind all the while, and that simply isn't true."
"I understand," Mona said. "Jack won't be home for a couple of days, honey, so we'll
just let things ride until then. Maybe Bob will make the suggestion and you or I won't
have to."
Bob entered with three cans of beer just as Mona finished speaking. He wanted to know
what kind of a suggestion Mona had meant. Mona glanced at Cathy, took the offered
beer from Bob, then told him that she and Cathy had been wondering if he was ready
to watch them get fucked by Willie.
"As ready as I'll ever be," Bob said, handing Cathy a beer and sitting down on the
couch. "Let's drink up and then I'll make the suggestion you horny broads seem so
eager to hear."
Cathy sipped some beer, not really liking the taste, but liking the warm glow that soon
was the result in the pit of her stomach. Mona got up from the floor, sat beside Bob,
and asked if he'd ever seen a dog fuck a woman.
Bob told her about his youthful experience with Rose, then asked, "What does Jack
think about you liking to be fucked by a dog, Mona?"
"He wants me to be happy and he gets a big bang out of watching," Mona said. "He
also likes for me to be happy by having sex with other men. He's felt that way all
during our marriage, and it goes without saying that I approve of him screwing other
women."
Bob drained his beer and got to his feet. "I'll put on a robe and go get Willie," he said,
not looking at Cathy. "Unless you think your dog will give me trouble, Mona."
"He knows you well enough," Mona said. "Willie isn't a mean dog. You'd better use the
leash, though. It's just inside the back door and I left the light on. I could go get him,
Bob."
"I'll make it okay," Bob said, hurrying from the room.
Cathy got up and sat beside Mona. "It was easy to tell that he didn't want to hear about
Jack or any other man, Mona. Maybe this isn't going to work out, after all."
"Don't worry about it," Mona said. "I just think he hates to admit to you and to himself
that he really wants to see you getting it on with another man."
"He'll have to admit it sooner or later," Cathy said. "I hope he doesn't think I'm going
to be satisfied with just letting Willie fuck me. Hell, he admits he's fucked other women
since we've been married, he made it every which way with you, and–"
"Don't get all worked up," Mona cut in, putting a hand on one of Cathy's knees. "I
thought we were going to let things ride, honey."
"I guess I'm just nervous about letting Bob see me with Willie."
"Don't forget that your husband gave you permission to make it with my dog, Cathy.
Just be patient and I'm sure he'll give you the okay to have sex with Jack. We don't
want to do or say anything to ruin what we've already gained, do we?"
Before Cathy could answer, Bob entered with Willie. Bob had the big German shepherd
on a leash, and Willie barked and immediately started towards Mona, almost pulling
the leash from Bob's hand.
"Sit!" Mona said sharply.
Willie immediately settled back on his haunches, panting, his long tongue hanging out
the side of his mouth. Parting her knees and scooting her ass out to the edge of the
couch, Mona told Bob he could remove the leash from Willie's collar.
"He's very well trained, Bob. You don't have to worry about me not being able to
handle him. Come here, Willie."
Freed, the big dog got to his feet, padded over to Mona, and began licking her exposed
cunt. Bob stared, obviously fascinated by the sight.
Finally Mona pushed Willie's head and told him to back off and sit.
The big dog obeyed and Mona slipped from the couch and got on her hands and knees,
her ass pointed towards Willie. The German shepherd hopped her when she told him it
was fuck-time, and she reached back between her legs and guided his jabbing prick into
her pussy.
Watching the dog humping Mona at his usual fast pace, Cathy felt renewed passion
stirring in her own body. She glanced at Bob and saw that his eyes were fixed upon the
dog's swiftly moving hindquarters, then looked lower and saw that his cock was already
lifting and pushing his robe out.
Knowing that Willie wouldn't last long, and sure that the dog wouldn't lose his hard-on
after popping his wad in Mona's twat, Cathy wondered if she should ask Bob if he still
wanted to see her getting fucked by the dog. Then, as Willie's hind quarters jerked even
more erratically, and Mona hunched faster, Cathy decided to let her husband call a halt
if that was what he wanted.
Mona ordered Willie to back off, at the same time walking out from under the big
animal on her hands and knees. The dog waited, his cock still hard and knotted, until
Mona flipped over on her back, spread her legs, and told him it was pussy-lapping time.
While Willie was lapping up his own jism from Mona's cunt, Cathy got down on her
hands and knees. Bob didn't say anything and soon Mona helped the big dog mount
Cathy.
Thrilling to the way the dog's slippery knotted cock speared into her cunt, Cathy
moaned and began hunching along with the swiftly pistoning prick. Since the German
shepherd's cock had exploded so recently in Mona's pussy, Cathy had plenty of time to
start the race toward an orgasm. She did so, then told her husband that she'd like to
suck his cock while getting fucked by the dog.
Bob slipped out of the robe, got on his back and scooted on his butt until his poking
tool was in position for Cathy to suck. Without slowing her answering thrusts to the
dog's pronging cock, Cathy grabbed Bob's hard, thrusting cock with both hands,
opened her mouth wide, and engulfed the swollen, purpled crown with one swift
movement.
Sucking greedily, even though she knew that she couldn't possibly make Bob shoot off
at the same time Willie's knotted cock spurted and sprayed her cunt, Cathy told herself
that in the near future she was going to experience the pleasure of having two cocks
shoot off at the same time in the two different places.
Cathy spasmed when the German shepherd's cock jerked spasmodically and flooded
her twitching cunt. The big dog dismounted without being told and Cathy pulled her
mouth and hands from Bob's stiff cock, then quickly rolled over on her back. She
parted her legs and Willie was right there, lapping her flooded cunt and scooping up
his deposited jism with his long tongue.
"I guess Willie's just as bisexual as you girls," Bob said.
Mona had gotten the leash and was fastening it to Willie's collar. "I'm not so sure of
that," she said. "I think he's mostly eating his stuff to get at the pussy-juice. Come on,
Willie. I think you've had enough sex for now."
"I haven't," Bob said, as Mona tugged the dog's head from between Cathy's thighs. "I'm
still horny. I'd like for you girls to take a shower, of course – and I'm not so hot on the
idea of having Willie here watching."
"We can put Willie in the kitchen until Mona's ready to go home," Cathy said, getting
to her feet. "Unless you want to spend the night, Mona."
"I don't think anybody would get much sleep if I stayed all night," Mona said,
laughing.
Bob took Willie to the kitchen while Cathy and Mona showered together, but the two
women did no more than caress each other now and then while soaping themselves.
After they'd rinsed and were drying themselves, Mona said that she wouldn't mention
Jack again.
"I thought after actually seeing you being fucked by Willie, Bob would bring up the fact
that my husband should be brought in on the deal, Cathy, but now I don't know what
to think."
"We'll give him a little more time to bring up the subject," Cathy said. "I think
everything will work out okay. He did accept the action with Willie and I'm not going
to push him for an okay to make it with another man. At times I'm not even sure I
want to have sex with anybody except Bob."
"Not even with me or with Willie?"
"You know what I mean," Cathy said, laughing. Mona didn't say anything else, and
Cathy led the way to the living room. Bob was again down on the carpeted floor, on his
back, his hard cock poking towards the ceiling.
Mona dropped to her knees on one side of Bob while Cathy dropped to her knees on
the other, her eyes also on his stiffly thrusting cock. "You first, Mona," Cathy offered.
"Go on and start sucking."
Mona laughed low in her throat, not lifting her eyes from Bob's big cock. "My
pleasure!"
Cathy leaned over and started tonguing Bob's balls when Mona began sucking his
blood-engorged cock-head. They soon shifted around, taking turns as they had earlier,
sucking until they had to rest their jaws.
Bob asked Mona if she liked to be fucked between her tits. Mona answered by getting
on her back. Cathy got out of the way and Bob straddled Mona, lowering his ass and
balls down on her belly and placing his saliva-wet cock between her poking titties.
Mona used her own hands to push the big jugs against and around his stiff shaft,
forming a tight sheath, and he started making little hunching movements. Mona
opened her mouth and Bob began thrusting far enough for the crown to be engulfed.
Sucking for a few seconds on the forward thrusts, Mona wriggled her ass against the
carpet and Cathy took the hint. She went down and snuggled her face in between
Mona's rounded thighs, licked the puffy pussylips, then slithered her tongue in to
Mona's succulent, pink-lipped cunt. She swabbed the hot and clinging folds of inner
cunt-flesh, then went to the erect clit. Cathy didn't get a chance to lap and suck long
enough to make Mona spasm, because she soon heard Bob say that it was time they
shifted around. Cathy and Mona did change places, and Cathy enjoyed being fucked
between her boobs and taking the head of her husband's cock into her mouth when he
thrust forward. She also hunched along with Mona's skilled lapping and sucking and
managed to thrill to an orgasm before Bob said that he was ready to do some fucking in
a hot cunt.
Since she'd just finished spasming, Cathy told Bob to fuck Mona first, then watched
with great interest and excitement as Bob and Mona enjoyed a prolonged fuck-session.
They got into just about all of the various positions and after Mona said she could use a
little rest, Cathy thrilled to a similar prolonged session with Bob.
The three of them then rested for a short time, Bob's big cock remaining hard and stiff,
but soon Cathy and Mona again took turns cock-sucking. They also took turns
bouncing up and down on Bob's ramrod-stiff prick, each settling her cunt down over
his face while the other took a ride, kissing each other, and Cathy spasmed once in each
position. She was sure that Mona also had at least two orgasms.
Again the three of them rested for a short time, in silence and still pressed tightly
together; then Cathy and Mona again worked Bob over with their lips and tongues and
fingers. They gave him a tongue-bath, never letting too much time pass before
returning to his thrusting cock, and he finally said that he was ready to try some cornholing.
Cathy told her husband to plug Mona's bung, and Mona got on her hands and knees.
Bob chuckled while he was getting behind Mona's lovely, uplifted butt-cheeks and said
that he just might last long enough to also give Cathy what he knew she wanted.
Remaining silent, even though she felt like telling her long-lasting husband that what
she really wanted was to enjoy two hard cocks at the same time, Cathy watched as Bob
shoved his stiff cock into Mona's pussy and made a few thrusts. He then withdrew and
asked Mona if she'd rather he used a lubricant other than cunt-juice.
"I think your big whanger's slippery enough," Mona said, resting a cheek on the carpet.
"Just take it easy going in and..."
Mona let her words trail off as Bob placed the blunt end of his glistening prick against
her asshole. Cathy got closer for a better view. Bob pushed and Mona groaned as the
cock-head popped past the tight ring. Re put both hands on her hips, hesitated, then
slowly pushed his big cock on into her ass, inch by inch by inch.
Staring, fascinated by the way her husband's huge dong was slowly disappearing into
Mona's butt, Cathy felt her own asshole twitching. She began hoping that Bob would
last long enough to also corn-hole her, but she soon decided that it'd just been wishful
thinking on her part.
Because after Bob had thrust in, let his cock soak balls deep until Mona wriggled her
butt and told him she was okay, then started slow fuck-thrusts, he said that he was
already having to hold back. Mona began hunching along with his slow thrusts and said
that she was ready and wanted to feel his jism spurt.
"Go on and climax," Cathy said. "We'll have many more sessions, Bob, and this could
be your last chance with Mona."
Bob thrust his cock to the hilt in Mona's shitter, left it there, then looked at Cathy.
"What do you mean by that?"
"I mean that you're mistaken if you think I'm going to settle for a dog's cock," Cathy
said, meeting her husband's passion-filmed eyes.
"We'll discuss it later," Bob said, averting his eyes.
Mona had also stopped all movement. Cathy was sorry that she'd spoken. She hadn't
meant to spoil Mona's pleasure – or Bob's, for that matter. But she made up her mind
right then to get laid by Mona's husband even if Bob objected.
Bob began pronging Mona's tight butthole again when she wriggled her ass. He also
leaned over, slipped a hand around and under, and inserted a finger into her cunt-hole.
Cathy put a hand on her husband's humping ass, caressed the smooth flesh, then
squeezed his body-hugging balls as he tensed and shot his wad in Mona's quivering
asshole.
Cathy handed Bob a towel when he withdrew his limber cock from Mona's flooded
shit-chute. He wiped in silence, not looking at Cathy, then got to his feet and said that
he'd better shower and get some sleep. He hurried from the room, taking the towel
with him, and Mona used the other towel while getting to her feet.
"I need to soak in a tub of hot water, Cathy."
"I know," Cathy said, looking up and meeting Mona's dark eyes. "I think we'd better
stay here until Bob goes to bed, though. It might be better if he and I wait until another
time to talk about the matter he said we'd discuss later."
"That's a good idea," Mona said. "I sure as hell don't want to be mixed up in a possible
family squabble."
"I'm not going to argue or fight with Bob," Cathy said. "I've told him how I feel and
the rest is up to him."
"I still think things will work out okay," Mona said. "I don't think Bob would've let
things go this far if he hadn't meant to go all the way."
"I'm not going to worry about it," Cathy said. "He fucked you and Jack's going to fuck
me. When will Jack be home?"
"The day after tomorrow," Mona said. "Some time in the afternoon if the relief crew
makes it to the tugboat on time."
"Let's plan on a sex party in the evening after your husband gets home, Mona."
"Even if Bob doesn't approve?"
Cathy hesitated, then said, "That's right. With or without Bob's approval. If he doesn't
want to make it a foursome, I'll go over to your house and join you and Jack."
"I know that Jack won't want any trouble with Bob," Mona said. "Nor do I, honey."
"We'll let things drift along until your husband gets home," Cathy said, getting to her
feet. "Bob should be out of the bathroom now."
Cathy took a shower while Mona was soaking in a tub of hot water. After she'd dried
herself, she dropped to her knees and washed Mona's back. She also worked up a soapy
lather on Mona's big boobs, toying with the erect nipples before rinsing her hands and
standing.
"You don't have to be backward about being greedy for more sex," Mona said, looking
up at Cathy's face and smiling. "I told you we'd still be going strong when Bob called it
quits, didn't I?"
"I seem to remember words to that effect," Cathy said. "I'll go check on Bob. He might
want a light snack before going to sleep."
Bob was in bed. He'd turned the light out and was facing the wall. Cathy went to the
living room and waited for Mona. She wasn't sleepy and despite all the sex she'd had
and enjoyed to the utmost, she was still in the mood for more. She thought about
Willie, but she decided to wait and see what Mona wanted to do.
Cathy soon found that Mona was also in the mood for more sex. They got down on the
carpet, glued their lips together, and kissed passionately, using their tongues, their
hands caressing and clutching each other.
Soon Mona broke the feverish kiss and shifted around until they were in a sixty-nine.
They took it slow and easy, enjoying the giving and the receiving, working each other
up to a glorious finish. After they had lapped and sucked each other's cunts to a
spasmodic climax, Mona swung around, kissed Cathy's wet lips briefly and tenderly,
then wanted to know if they should take time for another fuck-session with Willie.
Cathy answered by practically jumping to her feet and going after the big dog. She
again enjoyed being humped by the German shepherd, but in the back of her mind
there were exciting thoughts of being fucked by a man other than her husband.


Chapter 10

It was almost noon the next day before Cathy finished washing and drying clothes. For
the first time in their marriage she didn't get up to fix Bob's breakfast and see him off
to work. She heard the alarm, but she pretended to be asleep when her husband got up.
The fact that he didn't call her seemed to prove that he was equally as reluctant to have
the discussion they'd have to have sooner or later.
She hadn't changed her mind about anything. She'd remained in bed for almost two
hours, remembering the exciting events of the day and evening before, finally deciding
that no matter what had happened she still had the household chores to do.
She'd just finished eating a ham sandwich and was sipping a second cup of coffee when
Mona opened the door and entered the kitchen. She returned the lovely woman's bright
smile and motioned towards the coffee pot. Mona didn't speak until she'd gotten a cup,
filled it, and was sitting across the table from Cathy.
"How do you feel, honey? Did you have a talk with Bob?"
"I feel fine and I haven't spoken to Bob since before he went to bed last night. Are you
going someplace?"
"I thought I'd drive down to the beach. Would you like to go?"
"You aren't going to look for a man?"
Mona laughed low in her throat, then said, "I don't spend all of my time looking for
sex partners, honey! Why don't you go to the beach with me? It'll do you good to get
out of the house."
"All right," Cathy said.
It didn't take Cathy very long to get ready, and Mona backed out of the driveway as
soon as Cathy was sitting beside her. Cathy found herself wishing that they were going
to look for sex partners.
It was fifteen miles to the lake. No words were exchanged until they were out of the
traffic and on the highway. Then, mostly to have something to say, Cathy told Mona
that she was a good driver.
"Thank you," Mona said, glancing at Cathy and smiling. "Did you see those two young
guys hitchhiking back there?"
"Yes," Cathy said. "They looked like kids."
"They must be at least sixteen," Mona said. "They must be trying to get to the beach. It
looked as if they had swim trunks in their hands. Do you want some company? They
looked harmless enough and we might have some fun with them."
Mona had slowed the car. Cathy thought of the fact that Bob had screwed around
outside their marriage even before making it with Mona. He'd have no right to
complain about her going to the beach with a couple of boys – and he didn't have to
know about it.
"I'm with you, Mona. Whatever you want to do is all right with me. It can be
dangerous picking up hitchhikers, though."
"We'll talk to them before we let them in the car, honey. Besides, what can a couple of
kids do to us that we don't want done?"
Mona had pulled off on the shoulder and was waiting for a chance to make a U-turn.
Cathy looked back and saw that the two hitchhikers were still trying to flag a ride.
"They could try and rape us," Cathy said.
"Maybe they should be worrying about us," Mona said. She laughed. "Me, anyway,
since I could really go for a young pecker!"
Cathy didn't say anything, even though she felt a surge of excitement, and Mona soon
had plenty of time to make the turn. She drove back to where the hitchhikers were
standing, slowed down, then managed to make another U-turn after driving another
hundred yards or so.
"I'll leave it up to you, Cathy. If you don't like their looks, we'll haul ass out of here."
Mona had pulled off on the shoulder about a hundred feet beyond the two boys waving
their thumbs. Cathy had looked them over while passing by. Each young guy was
wearing faded blue jeans and a white T-shirt. One had black hair, the other was a
blond. Both were very good-looking and they appeared to be in their early teens even if
they were quite tall and muscular.
"They're almost here, Cathy. What do you think?"
Cathy had also turned and was watching the two youngsters hurrying towards the car.
"They don't look dangerous," she said. "As I said before, anything you want to do is all
right with me."
"Hi! Did you stop to give us a ride?"
The blond had leaned down and spoken. Cathy returned his smile, but she waited for
Mona to do the talking.
"We're on our way to the lake. Hop in if that's where you boys are going."
"Thanks! Come on, Ray!"
Both boys quickly got in the back and as soon as the door was closed, Mona pulled out
on the highway. The boy called Ray said that they'd been waiting for a ride for over an
hour.
The blonde said, "My name's Pete and it was nice of you girls to pick us up."
"Thanks for the compliment, Pete, but Cathy's the only girl in this car. My name's
Mona and we're glad to give you a ride. Right, Cathy?"
"Sure," Cathy said. "How old are you guys?"
"We're both sixteen," Pete said.
"Almost seventeen," Ray said.
"You guys aren't dangerous, are you? Cathy was a little worried about picking you up.
She was afraid you boys might try and rape us."
"We wouldn't do anything like that!" Pete exclaimed.
"Relax, guys," Mona said, laughing. "Cathy and I just wanted some company. We're
both married, but we have very understanding husbands. Right, Cathy?"
"I guess so," Cathy said. "Yes, we do. In fact, our husbands are so understanding they
don't care if we date other guys. Do you have a girl friend, Pete? Ray?"
"We kind of play the field," Ray said.
"I have an idea," Mona said. "The beach is so crowded I'd rather go to a more secluded
place. I know a spot by a river. It isn't far and we can be there within ten minutes. Any
objections to going there?"
"Not from us," Pete said.
Mona looked at Cathy. "How does the idea sound to you, honey?"
"I have no objections," Cathy said, meeting Mona's eyes and returning her smile.
"Then it's settled," Mona said, looking straight ahead again, then dropping her right
hand from the steering wheel and placing it on Cathy's lower thigh. "Don't get
nervous, honey. I'm sure that Pete and Ray won't try and rape us. We really had a
great time with your horny husband last night, didn't we? I've been to the secluded spot
by the river a couple of times. I've had a lot of fun there and I'm sure this time won't be
any different."
Cathy didn't say anything. She knew that Mona was talking mostly to get a reaction
out of Pete and Ray, and she figured they were smart enough to know the score.
There was no response from the back of the car, however, and Cathy decided not to
turn around. She put her hand over Mona's and squeezed, thinking that it'd be a joke
on them if the young guys failed to perform for some reason.
Mona pulled her hand from under Cathy's and put it back on the wheel. "We're almost
to where I turn off towards the river, guys. I guess you know what Cathy and I want, so
if you aren't in the mood for sex, you'd better get out and–"
"We're in the mood!" Pete cut in.
"I'm always in the mood!" Ray exclaimed.
"Have you boys had much experience?" Mona asked. "Just talking about sex turns me
on and we have a few miles to go."
"I've made it with a couple of girls," Pete said. "I'm not all that experienced, but I'm
willing and eager."
Ray said, "I've fucked three girls. I'm sorry! I guess I goofed by using that word!"
"There's nothing wrong with the word," Mona said. "We're all the result of a fuck, you
know, so why should it be shameful to use the word or to perform the act?"
There was no answer from the back seat and Cathy didn't say anything. She was getting
more sexually excited all the time. Mentally, as well as physically, and her panty-crotch
was getting damp.
She started to turn around and see if the two young cocks were hard under the faded
blue jeans, but she decided that she could wait until they arrived at the secluded place
Mona had mentioned.
Mona broke the long silence by saying that they'd soon be at the river. She slowed
down, turned off on a side road, then drove fast again. After about a mile they came to
the river. It looked more like a creek to Cathy. She mentioned that fact as Mona pulled
the car under a huge oak tree and parked.
"The water's deep enough for swimming," Mona said. "Should we take a dip first? Or
should we all enjoy a little sex first?"
"I hope to hell you aren't just teasing us," Pete said.
Ray laughed nervously and said, "If you are, then I just might have to beat my meat!"
"I've never teased anybody in my life," Mona said, opening the door on her side.
"Spread that blanket on the grass so I can park my ass and I'll prove it."
Mona got out and closed the door. Cathy heard Pete and Ray getting out of the car and
she opened the dour on her side. Slipping from the seat, standing, her legs feeling weak,
she watched as the two boys spread the blanket on the ground. Their cocks were
thrusting against their jeans. She felt Mona walk up beside her and pat her ass.
"If you don't want to go through with it, Cathy, I'll take them both on. Cathy's never
made it with any man other than her husband, boys. And I think I used the wrong
word! You look like men to me!"
Pete and Ray were standing there staring, their faces flushed, their cocks straining for
freedom. Cathy said that she wasn't about to miss out on the action.
"I think we'd better start right away," Mona said, moving forward and dropping to her
knees before Ray. "I only picked Ray because he happened to be a little closer, Pete. I'll
sample your cock later if you like. Have you ever had a blow-job, Ray? You can fuck me
later. You both can if you're up to it. Right now I think we'd better finish you both off
before your jism spurts out on the blanket."
Mona had been opening Ray's jeans and pulling his erect cock out. She stroked the stiff
prick-shaft with one hand while pulling his balls out into the open with the other. She
laved her tongue over the swollen cock-head, then slipped her lips over the glistening
man-meat and began sucking.
Cathy and Pete had both been staring. Cathy moved towards Pete and he had his cock
out before she dropped to her knees. She grabbed the base of the stiff dick with one
hand and fished his surprisingly heavy balls out into the open with her other hand.
Pete's cock was about the same size as Ray's tool, Cathy thought, watching as a bead of
pre-cum formed in the blunt cock-head's eye.
Darting her tongue, Cathy scooped up the drop of clear fluid, then engulfed the swollen
knob. Pete gasped and hunched forward. Cathy allowed the dark-red crown to plow
deep into her mouth and down her throat, then pulled back and sucked on the knob,
knowing that the throbbing prick would be spurting within a matter of seconds.
Cathy heard Ray groan and knew that Mona was gulping down hot sperm. Seconds
later Pete's prick was jerking and jolting in her greedily sucking mouth. The hot, tasty
fuck-cream spurted with jetlike force. She kept on sucking while swallowing, at the
same time milking the thrusting prick-shaft and squeezing the heavy balls.
Pete's cock remained hard and stiff after Cathy had sucked out and swallowed all of the
jism he had to offer. She pulled her clinging lips from the rigid rod and saw that Ray's
cock was also still erect.
"You didn't answer my question, Ray. Is this the first blow-job you ever had?"
"Yes," Ray said.
"I thought so," Mona said. "Have you really fucked before?"
"Oh, yes! I never did last very long, but I wasn't as fast as I was just now!"
Cathy looked up at Pete's face, still stroking his hard cock. "How about you, Pete? Is
this your first time to have your cock sucked?"
"A girl kissed it once, but I shot off before she could get it in her mouth."
"Let's fuck," Mona said. "You guys should be able to last long enough to fuck us both
before shooting off again."
While speaking Mona had gotten to her feet and kicked her sandals off. Cathy let go of
Pete's poking prick, stood up, kicked her sandals off, then also followed Mona's
example and began stripping herself naked. Pete and Ray quickly shucked out of their
clothes and were naked shortly after Cathy and Mona were down on their backs, their
legs parted invitingly.
Pete hadn't put his hands on Cathy's head while she'd sucked his cock and she'd
missed the fingers digging into her scalp. She was steaming, and had been even before
sucking his cock. While Pete was dropping to his knees between Cathy's legs, Ray got
into position to fuck Mona.
Cathy did the guiding and Pete plunged his hard prick deep into her quivering cunt.
He left it buried there and lowered his chest down against her hard-nippled jugs. He
placed his head beside hers and began pumping.
Within seconds Cathy was racing toward a climax. She could feel Mona's hip against
her own, racing along in the same tempo, and she was glad she'd already drained Pete's
balls. It'd be almost impossible for him to shoot so quickly – and the same was true of
Ray. She wanted the other boy to last long enough to fuck her and she also hoped to
have a chance to suck his cock before the sexual adventure ended.
Cathy didn't try to suppress the little moans and whimpering sounds when she melted
into a blissful orgasm, nor did she try to control the wild movements of her body, but
she did refrain from using her cunt-muscles. She was enjoying Pete's pistoning prick so
much she didn't want to take a chance on starting him racing toward a climax.
Mona also moaned and whimpered while wriggling wildly under Ray's pounding cock.
Both boys stopped pumping at the same time, left their hard cocks buried, and braced
on their hands and arms.
"I guess it's shifting time," Mona said. "Unless you young studs are too inhibited to do
so."
Ray and Pete shifted without saying anything. Cathy thrilled to Ray's fucking just as
much as she had Pete's, and she gave him just as good a ride, but she didn't even try to
spasm. She was learning that she could have just about as much pleasure by coasting –
and the knowledge that she could enjoy an orgasm at any time added to her ecstatic
happiness.
After Ray and Pete had been fucking for a few minutes, Mona asked them if they'd like
to try another position. They both stopped all movement and so did Cathy.
"There's no big rush," Mona said. "Cathy and I have all afternoon. Pull out and let us
get on top and bounce for a while."
Ray and Pete quickly complied with Mona's wishes. Cathy also liked the idea. When
she saw Mona go down and start licking Pete's wet and jutting cock she did the same to
Ray's equally wet and jutting tool. She also licked Ray's balls when she saw Mona
licking Pete's slightly heavier sac.
When Cathy felt Ray's hands on her head, she licked up along the underside of his
poking cock, twirled her tongue around the blood-engorged knob, then began sucking
his rod. The fingers clutching at her hair and head added to her plea sure. She opened
her throat and it was very easy to take all of the throbbing tool on each downward
movement.
Cathy sucked cock for a couple of minutes, eyes wide open, and she could also hear the
slurping sounds Mona was making as she sucked Pete's dick. Pete was also clutching at
Mona's bobbing head. When Mona pushed up against Pete's digging fingers, stopped
sucking, then said that it was time to take a ride, Cathy stopped sucking Ray's stiff
fuck-stick and he let go of her hair and head.
Moving just as quickly as Mona, Cathy straddled Ray, lowered, and speared his saliva
coated cock into her twitching twat just as Mona's cunt engulfed Pete's thrusting,
saliva-wet prick. Bouncing rhythmically, in the same tempo Mona was fucking herself
on Pete's hard cock, Cathy soon reached the highest of all peaks.
Seconds later Cathy heard Mona groan as she, too, rocketed off to an orgasm.
Sighing with satisfaction, Cathy lifted from Ray's hard cock and settled back on her
haunches, noticing that Mona had also gotten off Pete's thrusting prick.
With a smile, Mona reached over and gave Cathy's nipple an affectionate tweak, then
said, "Let's finish these young boys off so we can all take a swim, Cathy. Have you any
objections to corn-holing, Ray? Pete? You both know what corn-holing is, don't you?"
Ray said, "Yes, and I don't have any objections to trying it!"
"I'm willing to do some ass-fucking," Pete said.
"Come on Ray," Cathy said, moving until she was on her hands and knees.
Ray lifted and got behind Cathy. Mona got on her hands and knees and Pete got
behind her hiked-up butt-cheeks. Cathy leaned over and rested her forehead on her
crossed forearms. Cathy heard Mona tell Pete to go on and plug her asshole, that his
cock was already slippery enough from pussy-juice.
"The same's true of your cock," Cathy told Ray, feeling like telling the boy that after
taking her husband's big cock so many times, she could probably easily take his smaller
prick up her tight asshole without any kind of a lubricant.
Cathy heard Mona's little moan blend with the groan from Pete as he shoved his cock
into her tight asshole. She told Ray to hurry, then relaxed as much as possible when she
felt him place his wet cock-head against her puckered shitter. She told him to push, he
did, then groaned as his blood-engorged crown popped past the tight elastic ring.
Ray stopped with his cock-head buried up her butt and Cathy knew that he was trying
to adjust to the terrific heat. She didn't move, afraid he'd lose control before giving her
a good ass-fucking, and soon he began pushing again.
Ray shoved his cock on into Cathy's asshole and his balls slapped against her pussylips.
After a few seconds she made a little hunching movement. He took the hint and began
fucking her clinging, clutching asshole with slow, steady strokes.
Soon Ray quickened his thrusts and Cathy moved with him. She felt his fingers grip
her hips more tightly and felt his bails banging against her drooling cuntlips. She heard
Pete blurt out that he was about to come. Mona told the boy to put his hand under and
finger her cunt and cut.
Ray started thrusting faster and Cathy lifted her head and told him to finger-fuck her.
He slipped a hand around and under and inserted a finger into her swollen, juicy cunt.
She clutched at the blanket with her fingers and hunched along with his pistoning
prick, clamping down with her ass muscles, sure that she could make it even if the boy
wasn't wise enough to diddle her clit with his probing finger.
Cathy did melt into a blissful orgasm as Ray suddenly tensed, his cock jerked
erratically, and she felt the hot sperm gushing into her churning bowels. He pulled his
finger from her wet, trembling pussy and she clamped down on his cock as he pulled
that rapidly softening tool from her sperm-flooded asshole.
"I think they'd both be more uninhibited if they weren't together," Mona told Cathy as
they watched the boys hurrying towards the river. "I hope you aren't having regrets
about cheating on your husband, honey."


Chapter 11

Cathy and Mona were still on their hands and knees. "Why should I have regrets,
Mona? I've already cheated on Bob with you and with Willie. The only difference is
that this time I didn't wait to get his permission. Maybe we'd better not tell him about
this, though. Not until after we see how he reacts when I have sex with your husband,
anyway.
"It really isn't necessary to tell Bob anything," Mona said, getting to her feet. "He hasn't
been telling you about his sexual adventures, you know, and he might not be like my
husband. Jack'll get a big bang out of listening to me give a detailed description of our
session with the two kids. Come on, honey. Let's clean ourselves and see if these guys
are capable of getting their cocks hard again."
Cathy stood up and followed Mona, thinking that her horny husband might like to
hear about her fucking and sucking activities with the two boys. It wouldn't surprise
her. Not after observing his reactions the night before – and she'd enjoy hearing about
his sexual activities with other women.
The water was cold. Pete and Ray had only waded out waist-deep and were obviously
doing a good job of washing their cocks. They both grinned as Cathy and Mona
entered the water and Mona said that it was too damned cold for swimming. Cathy
silently agreed, and after she was also waist-deep, she spent just enough time in the
water to remove the deposited sperm from tingling asshole.
Mona was just as fast, whispering to Cathy when they were out of the cold water that it
was a good thing she hadn't taken on a big cock or she might have a sore tail. Again
Cathy silently agreed, having learned from her many experiences with her husband that
it was always wise to soak in hot water after being corn-holed.
The sun was hot and Cathy and Mona remained out of the shade of the trees to let
their bodies dry and get warm. Pete and Ray soon joined them, wiping the water from
their muscular bodies with their hands, their cocks and balls shriveled from the cold
water.
There wasn't any touching and both boys kept their backs turned most of the time,
seemingly not wanting their shrunken tools to be seen, but Cathy noticed that they
kept casting admiring glances at her and at Mona's beautifully stacked body. She also
thought, as Mona had said, that the boys would've behaved differently if they hadn't
been together. It didn't seem natural for them not to even do any tit-sucking, and she
figured they both had the idea that it wasn't manly to do anything other than fucking.
Cathy was also sure that having their cocks sucked so brazenly had surprised the boys,
and she knew that they'd been shocked by the ass-fucking. She felt a little sorry for the
bashful boys, but she didn't know how to put them at ease without sounding
patronizing and causing them even more embarrassment.
Mona finally broke the long silence by asking the boys what grade they were in at
school. They were both going to be in their last year that fall, Pete said, and Ray
volunteered the information that they played football. Cathy didn't pay much attention
to the chit-chat that followed, knowing that Mona wasn't really all that interested,
either, and she was glad when Mona said the sun was getting too hot for comfort.
Cathy led the way back to the blanket, again horny, deciding that if the boys wanted to
call it quits, they could walk back to the highway and she and Mona could enjoy a
cunt-lapping session before leaving. She sat down on the blanket, not caring if she did
expose her twat, and Mona sat down beside her. Pete and Ray hesitated, then sat down
where they had a good view of both puffy, bright-pink gashes.
"You guys really should learn more about the female body," Mona said. "If you did, it
would help you make a better hit with the girls. You did okay with your finger in my
cunt when you were corn-holing me, Pete, but I'm sure you touched my clitoris by
accident. How did Ray do, Cathy? Did he make contact with your passion-button when
he was finger-fucking you?"
"No, but I still managed to climax. Don't embarrass them, Mona. They already think
we're a couple of nymphos, and they're probably right, but there's no need for trying to
force them to do something they don't want to."
"I'm not trying to force them to do a damn thing," Mona said. "I just thought they
might like to take the opportunity to learn a few things. See that bump of flesh, boys?
That's my clit. It's unhooded, as you can see, and it's very sensitive. You know how you
like to have your cocks licked and sucked. Well, a female gets just as much pleasure out
of having her clitoris lapped and sucked."
Mona had used her fingers to part her bloated pussylips. "I know," Pete said, his eyes
not lifting from Mona's elongated clit and wet, rosy folds of inner cunt-flesh. "I've read
about it, I mean."
"So have I," Ray said, also staring at Mona's gaping cunt and erect clit. "I don't want to
be a muff-diver, though, even if I have had crazy thoughts about giving it a try."
"I'm glad I'm not the only one with crazy ideas like that," Pete said, laughing nervously.
"I think you guys would like to try the game without having the name," Mona said,
lowering her legs and stretching out on her back. "It's up to you, though. If you're able
to get a hard-on without any help, you're welcome to fuck us again. Right, Cathy?"
The two cocks were already about half-hard and Cathy was sure it wouldn't take much
help to have them both thrusting stiffly again. She was more interested in being fucked
than she was in having her cunt lapped, but she wanted to go along with whatever
Mona wanted to do.
"I understand that most men like to suck on titties," Cathy said, smiling at the two
boys, then lowering her legs and lowering her back and shoulders down on the blanket.
"I've never known a man or a boy without the desire to tongue and suck boobies,"
Mona said, cupping her own big knockers.
Ray was closer to Mona. He straddled her lovely body without saying a word and began
feasting upon her thrusting titties. Pete straddled Cathy a moment later and began
lavishing his oral attentions upon her poking, taut-tipped jugs. Cathy looked at Mona
and Mona smiled and winked as she used her hands to apply a little pressure on Ray's
head.
Seeing Ray start trailing his lips and tongue lower on Mona's squirming body, Cathy
decided she might as well give Pete some physical encouragement. But before she could
get her hands on his head, Pete pulled his sucking mouth from her left boob and began
kissing and licking her trembling belly.
Cathy lifted her head enough to see that Ray had skirted around Mona's dark beaver
and was licking her inner thighs. Pete also skirted around Cathy's blonde beaver,
seemingly following Ray's example, and along with the usual pleasure from having her
sensitive inner thighs kissed and licked, Cathy got a special thrill out of the fact that
Pete was a novice. As Ray was, of course, and Cathy didn't think she and Mona were
doing the boys any harm. She felt that Pete and Ray were lucky, and s he was sure
they'd make much better husbands at some future date because of this experience.
It wasn't long before Pete and Ray lost all their inhibitions where cunt-lapping was
concerned. Ray buried his face in Mona's crotch first, and an instant later Cathy was
lurching upward as Pete jabbed his tongue into her juicy pink pussy.
Pete grabbed Cathy's hips and began swabbing the walls of her drooling cunt with the
flat of his tongue as if he'd eaten pussy many times before. By the way Ray's head was
bobbing, and the way Mona was wriggling, Cathy figured that Pete's buddy was also
doing a very good job of muff-diving.
"That's right, Ray! Tongue my clit! Lap it! Get your lips around my mini-pecker!
Burrow deeper! That's the way! Oh, you're doing great, Ray! Wonderful!"
Cathy, hearing Mona's loud words of encouragement to Ray, thought dimly that it was
as if she'd said the same thing to Pete. Because that young boy had burrowed his face
deeper in her cunt, encompassed her elongated clitoris with his lips, and was lapping
and sucking like crazy. He'd also slipped his hands under and grabbed her wriggling
ass. She bucked and lurched through a delightful release and he kept right on sucking
and gulping after she was sure that he'd gotten just about all the cunt-cream she had to
offer at the moment.
"That's enough for now, Ray! Let me catch my breath!"
Hearing Mona's loud words, Cathy knew that Ray was doing the same as Pete. Or had
been doing the same. Because he quickly lifted his face from between Mona's rounded
thighs, licking his wet lips, and a moment later Pete pulled his mouth and tongue from
Cathy's clit and cunt.
"I've caught my breath," Mona said. "I think I can also speak for Cathy, since we're
both horny broads. We'll let you change places if you'll both admit one thing."
"What's that?" Ray asked.
"You'll both have to say that you like to eat pussy."
Ray grinned. "I think we just proved it, but I don't mind saying so. Do you, Pete?"
Pete also grinned. "No, but I'll break your neck if you say one word about this to
anybody!"
"It's strange that so many males are reluctant to admit that they're cunt-lappers," Mona
said. "We don't mind admitting that we like to suck cocks, do we, Cathy?"
"No," Cathy said. "Not that I've sucked all that many or care to go around advertising
that I'm a cock-sucker. I can understand a reluctance to admit certain things."
"I read you loud and clear," Mona said. "Are you guys going to change places? Or are
you just going to keep on staring at our cunts?"
Pete and Ray quickly exchanged positions. Cathy coasted along as Ray lapped at the
juicy pink folds of her open cunt, and she was aware that Mona was doing the same
under Pete's lips and tongue. After a couple of minutes Mona told Pete to swing around
and she'd suck his cock. Pete kept his face buried in Mona's crotch while he walked
around on his knees and straddled her head. She grabbed his poking prick with both
hands, told him to roll over on his side, then took his cock-head eagerly into her
mouth.
Cathy told Ray to swing around so she could suck his cock. She figured that he'd been
waiting for the invitation, because he immediately walked around on his knees and
straddled her head. He didn't stop tongue-fucking her gushing box and she grabbed his
thrusting cock with both hands while telling him which way to roll. She also took his
swollen, dark-red knob into her mouth while they got on their sides in a more
comfortable position.
Sucking Ray's hard cock until her jaws started to get tired, Cathy spasmed just before
she heard Mona say that it was time to take a short rest. She pulled her mouth from
Ray's stiff prick and he immediately pulled his head from between her thighs,
apparently glad to take a break.
"I'm ready to do some more fucking," Pete said after the four of them had rested in
silence for a few minutes.
"So am I," Ray said.
Mona asked Pete and Ray how long they thought they could last. Both said they didn't
think they could fuck for more than three or four minutes before climaxing. Each boy
still had a hard-on and Mona asked Cathy if she was willing to be fucked missionary
style. Cathy had heard the expression and said that it didn't make any difference to her
how she was fucked. A little later she found out the main reason Mona wanted the
young boys to be on top.
"You aren't going to ask us to make a choice, are you? You've both treated us so good I
wouldn't want to have to pick the one I fuck all the way to a finish," Ray said.
Pete said that he felt the same way. It didn't make any difference to Cathy, as she knew
that she'd enjoy being screwed just as much by one as by the other, but she was glad
when Mona settled the matter.
"You're closer to me, Pete. Climb on and in, and Cathy and I might have a surprise for
you and Ray after you've both shot off. You don't really mind, do you, Cathy? I do hate
to see anything go to waste and the guys might as well learn something else that could
help them in their future sex life."
Cathy didn't answer, not really caring if the boys did know about her intimate
relationship with Mona, and Pete and Ray didn't seem to be paying any attention to
Mona's words. They were too busy climbing on and in – and Cathy was pleased when
Ray mashed his mouth to hers while he was burying his hard cock balls deep in her
eagerly welcoming cunt.
Ray began fucking Cathy with slow and steady deep thrusts. She moved with him while
returning his passionate kiss and when he jabbed his tongue into her mouth, she
answered it with her own. Suddenly eager to feel sperm spraying her cunt, she began
working her inner muscles in the manner she'd so often done while her husband fucked
her with his big cock.
Breaking the tongue-lashing kiss, his eyes blazing, Ray said, "I've heard about snapping
cunts, and about how good it felt, but I didn't realize that it'd feel so damned good!"
Pete jerked his mouth from Mona's. "I guess my cock's getting the same wonderful
treatment!"
"It takes a lot of determination and practice," Mona said. "I'll stop now so that you
won't shoot off too quickly, then I'll give you some more of the same when you do get
your rocks off!"
Pete started fucking Mona again and buried his face beside hers. Cathy turned her
motor off, as snapping did take a great deal of effort – and she didn't want Ray to blast
off too quickly, sure that both boys would be too pooped to fuck again. He began
pronging her snatch again, burying his face beside hers, and she answered with eager
counterthrusts.
Cathy and Ray fucked long and blissfully, as she knew Mona and Pete were doing, and
when Ray got his gun, Cathy was right there to join him. She milked his rapidly
softening cock even after she stopped spasming, using her educated cunt-muscles to
skillfully drain the last drop of his surprisingly big load of hot jism.
Cathy soon discovered that Pete had also dumped a surprisingly big load in Mona's
snapping pussy. Because just as soon as the boys had pulled their limp cocks from the
two flooded cunts, and while Mona was quickly moving to go down and lap Cathy's
sperm-filled twat, Cathy made up her mind to delve her tongue in Mona's cumdrenched pussy.
Seeing the startled looks in the eyes of the two young on-lookers, but not caring what
they thought, Cathy told Mona to swing around. Mona quickly complied, settling her
gooey crotch down over Cathy's face just as she shoved her tongue into Cathy's
dribbling pussy.
Cathy's first thought was that she'd been right about the act being a little messy, but
that didn't bother her at all. She quickly became just as greedy as Mona, lapping and
sucking cunt eagerly, and the orgasm she experienced while making Mona spasm was
just as thrilling as any she'd ever had.
"You can't say that wasn't a queer act," Pete said, shortly after Cathy and Mona had
pulled away from each other.
"It's called Lesbianism," Ray said. "It sure as hell isn't a normal sex act."
"It is for us," Mona said, sitting up. "We happen to be bisexual and our husbands enjoy
that fact."
"Are they also queer?" Pete asked. "Bisexual, I mean."
Cathy sat upright. "My husband isn't and I hope the same is true where Mona's
husband is concerned."
"Jack doesn't have any gay tendencies," Mona said. "It might sound strange coming
from me, but the thought of two males making it together turns me way the hell off."
"If I ever have a wife, I won't want her to eat pussy," Pete said.
"I feel the same way," Ray said.
Pete and Ray were standing. Their cocks were hanging limply and were dry. Cathy
figured that they'd cleaned themselves with a handkerchief or something while she and
Mona had been going down on each other. She also figured that the young boys
weren't interested in any more sex at the moment, so she wasn't surprised when Pete
said that he and Ray were going to walk to the highway.
"We can hitch another ride to the lake," Ray said. "The river's really too cold for
swimming, anyway, and–"
"We aren't trying to stop you from leaving," Mona cut in. "I don't think you have any
more to offer, anyway, so you might as well get dressed and run along."
Their faces turning red, the boys quickly put their clothes on, then hurried away
without another word being exchanged.
"You didn't have to talk to them like that," Cathy said.
"I did it for their own good," Mona said. "They might've soon been good for another
fuck or suck, but they would've probably asked if they could see us again. This way it's
over and done with. We all had a good time and that's that. I am sorry about one thing,
though. I meant to let you take them both on at the same time, honey, but I guess I
was just too greedy to make the suggestion."
"I at least still have that to look forward to," Cathy said, smiling. "What now? Are you
ready to go home?"
"Let's wait until the boys have time to get a ride to the lake," Mona said. "Do you see
what I see, honey?"
Mona whistled right after asking the question and Cathy looked and saw a dog running
towards them. Except for being a little lighter in color, the big animal looked like
Willie.
The dog sidled up to Mona, wagging his tail, and licked her cheek when she put an arm
around his neck. She put a hand under the German shepherd and announced that he
was a male. Cathy had already noticed that fact.
"Sit," Mona said. The big dog immediately obeyed. "He seems to be well-trained,
Cathy. I wonder–"
"I hope you aren't thinking what I think you're thinking," Cathy cut in. She laughed
nervously. "Did my words make sense? Anyway, he has a collar and he doesn't look like
a stray. His owner might pop out from behind a tree at any moment."
"Then maybe we'd better get dressed," Mona said. "We wouldn't want to get raped,
would we? Maybe his owner is a beautiful female. Look at him. Our naked bodies are
turning him on."
Cathy had been looking. The dog's red cock had started creeping out of its furry sheath.
She wasn't surprised when Mona got on her back, lifted her knees, spread them far
apart, and used her fingers to part her pink pussylips.
"Let's see if he's been trained, Cathy. Come on, boy! Lick my cunt!"
The big dog barked once, got on all fours, and sniffed Mona's crotch. Then, as his long
tongue began lapping Mona's glistening gash, Cathy decided that the animal probably
had been trained by some female dog-lover. She looked all around, afraid the owner
would appear at any second.
"This is crazy, Mona! We could be arrested! I thought of that when we were sexing it
up with the boys. That would've been embarrassing enough. I sure as hell don't want to
go to jail for making it with a dog!"
"You just keep your eyes and ears open, honey! I'm sure that he's been trained to go all
the way and it won't take long to let him bang me!"
Mona had been pushing the dog's head from between her thighs. He backed off
willingly enough and Cathy was also sure that he'd been trained to fuck a human
female. She again glanced around as Mona got on her hands and knees, then looked as
Mona patted her own uplifted ass and told the dog to climb on and in.
The German shepherd understood the meaning, if not the words, and quickly mounted
Mona, jabbing his erect prick with obvious impatience. Mona reached back between her
legs, cupped her fingers in a kind of trough, and the stiff and knotted cock slipped into
her waiting pussy. The animal started right out humping, as Willie had always done,
and Mona matched the swift pace.
"His cock's practically the same size as Willie's, Cathy. The knot feels a little smaller,
but he's a damn good fuck. He's coming! Hump it, boy! Slam it to me!"
The big animal was already humping and slamming the prick to Mona. Watching,
forgetting that she was supposed to be acting as a look-out, Cathy hoped that the dog
wouldn't lose his hard-on after shooting his sperm in Mona's snatch.
Mona suddenly walked out from under the German shepherd on her hands and knees
and flipped over on her back. As she would've done with Willie, Cathy thought,
remembering to look around to see if they were being observed. The owner could be
peeking from behind a tree, she fleetingly thought, watching the dog's tongue lapping
away at Mona's sperm-drenched, rosy cunt-flesh.
"Is his cock still hard, Cathy? It was when I pulled away."
"It's hard," Cathy said, glad of that fact, hoping that a possible searcher for the horny
dog would stay away just a few minutes longer.
"That's enough," Mona said, pushing against the dog's head with both hands. "Sit, boy!
Do you want to take a turn, Cathy?"
"You'd better believe it!" Laughing, saying that she'd help, Mona got to her feet. Cathy
didn't think she needed any help getting the dog's stiff prick in her quivering pussy, but
she got on her hands and knees without saying anything. Mona was more experienced
and Cathy was eager to be fucked so they could get dressed an d get the hell away from
there.
Mona told the German shepherd to mount Cathy, then did the guiding as the big dog
obeyed and jabbed his prick in an effort to find his goal. Cathy moaned as the dog's
knotted cock penetrated her cunt-hole. The knot was what really made it worthwhile
being fucked by a dog, she thought, hunching along with the big animal's swiftly
pumping cock.
Since the German shepherd had shot off so recently, Cathy had plenty of time to make
it when he did. She spasmed just as the hot sperm spurted, then eased out from under
the big dog and his softening cock when Mona told her that maybe they had better
hurry.
"You were right when you said the dog's owner might show up at just about any time,
Cathy. The thought of going to jail has been going through my hot little mind and has
made me nervous."
Cathy was suddenly even more nervous than she'd been in the beginning. But she
insisted upon letting the dog do a fairly good job of cleaning her cunt and crotch before
she and Mona quickly dressed and drove away.


Chapter 12

Cathy was back home in plenty of time to take a leisurely bath before starting the
evening meal. She wasn't sorry for anything she'd done during the afternoon, and she
told Mona that before they parted, but she also made up her mind not to make a habit
of taking such chances.
Bob was a few minutes late and Cathy didn't meet him at the door. She was sitting at
the table and she didn't look up while he was taking off his work shoes. He said that
he'd gotten in a traffic jam and she didn't say anything, having decided to let him bring
up the subject she knew was foremost in both their minds.
"I guess I've really fucked up our marriage, Cathy."
"Maybe we'd better talk later," Cathy said, meeting her husband's serious eyes.
"Everything's getting cold."
"Will you answer one question? I've been worried all day. Do you still love me after
what happened last night?"
"It's possible that I love you even more," Cathy said. "Knowing that you apparently
want me to enjoy the kind of sexual happiness you've been enjoying all the time
certainly didn't turn my love to hate, Bob. Go wash your hands so we can eat. You can
shower while I'm doing the dishes and then we'll talk."
Bob hurried from the kitchen without saying another word. When he returned, and
while they were eating, Cathy decided that she wouldn't tell about the sexual
adventures she'd had that afternoon. She'd wait until some future time, after they'd
become adjusted to the new lifestyle she hoped her husband wanted to continue as
much as she did.
There wasn't much small-talk, even though they took their time eating, and when Bob
got up from the table, Cathy told him that she'd meet him in the living room and
they'd have their talk and hopefully get everything settled.
"Do a good job in the shower," she added with a smile. "We might invite Mona over
for another threesome session."
Bob smiled for the first time since getting home, then hurried from the room. Cathy
took her time doing the kitchen chores. She knew that she was going to have to take
the lead in the talk she was going to have with her husband, and she was getting more
nervous all the time. It was possible that he'd change his mind when he was faced with
the fact that she was going to fuck Mona's husband.
Most of Cathy's nervousness had faded away by the time she reached the living room.
Bob was stretched out on the couch. He sat up and swung his feet to the floor when
Cathy turned a couple of table lights on. She sat down in an easy chair across from him
and made a little production out of clearing her throat.
"You had a damned good time last night, didn't you, Bob?"
"You know I did, Cathy."
"So did I, honey, and I want to keep on enjoying myself like that from time to time. I
want us both to enjoy ourselves that way, and now there seems to be only one
important thing to get settled."
"I agree," Bob said. "I've been doing some thinking and I guess I acted like a stupid jerk
when I went to bed last night without putting your mind at ease. I know I did. Anyway,
I'm sorry and I have things straight in my mind now."
"Meaning?" Cathy asked, knowing that her husband's answer would mean either that
their marriage would continue or that it would end. Because they couldn't possibly go
back to the way things had been before – and she wasn't going to let Bob talk her out
of fucking and sucking with other men.
"My original idea had to do with both of us having outside sex, Cathy. That's the idea I
got when you told me about the dog, I mean. Then, last night, I got to worrying. I was
afraid you'd turn against me if I came right out and admitted that I was willing for
another man to fuck you. I also got to thinking that I might be jealous if you actually
sexed it up with another man. I've decided that even if it turns out that I am jealous, I
don't have the right to be selfish."
"In other words, you're telling me that it's okay for me to have sex with another man?"
"That's about it," Bob said, averting his eyes. "I would like for you to be kind of
selective and..."
Bob let his words trail off as the telephone started ringing. Cathy, glad that one
important step was over and done with – as well as happy because of Bob's words –
hurried over and picked up the receiver.
"Cathy? Is Bob where he can hear?"
"Yes, Mona. We just had a very enlightening talk."
"Did you bring everything out into the open? Did he agree for you to have sex with
other men?"
"Yes, he did."
"Good! Was Jack mentioned?"
"No," Cathy said. "Your husband will be the first, though, and I'm already looking
forward to it."
"Jack's home, Cathy. The tugboat's in dry-dock so he got off a day early. He's taking a
shower now. I guess you know we were sexing it up like crazy within a few minutes
after he arrived. Is it okay if we come over? I told him just about everything and he was
willing to wait until Bob made up his mind one way or the other."
"Bob has made up his mind," Cathy said. "We'd be glad to have you come over."
"We'll be there in a few minutes, Cathy. Don't hang up. There's something else I want
to say. The reason I wanted to know if Bob was listening. I didn't tell Jack about our
escapade this afternoon. I didn't really have time and I also wanted to wait and see if
you'd told Bob. Have you? Just say yes or no."
"No," Cathy said.
"Then I'll wait until some other time to tell Jack. He might let it slip and it might not
be such a good idea to spring too much on Bob at once. Do you agree, honey?"
"Yes," Cathy said. "I'll try and have Bob prepared, Mona."
"I'll keep my fingers crossed," Mona said. Then she laughed and added, "And I hope I
don't have to keep my legs crossed!"
Cathy heard the click and replaced the receiver. She turned and looked at Bob, knowing
that he'd been listening with great interest. She told him that Mona would be right
over, then went back to the easy chair.
"Do you want me to give you a quick blow-job?"
"I don't think that'll be necessary," Bob said. "After all that action last night, I don't
think there'll be any danger of me shooting off too fast. You mentioned preparing me
for something."
"Jack's home," Cathy said. "It looks as if you're going to face an important test right
away."
Bob didn't avert his eyes and Cathy felt that everything was going to work out all right.
"How about Willie? Are they going to bring him along?"
"Mona didn't mention the dog," Cathy said. "I imagine you men will need some help
later, though."
"I wouldn't doubt it," Bob said, grinning. "Did you horny girls make it today?"
"We didn't bring Willie in on the pleasure," Cathy said. "Do you want me to get you a
beer?"
"I don't want to drink anything now, Cathy. Maybe later."
There was a knock at the door. Before Cathy could stand, the door swung inward and
Mona entered, followed by Jack. The happenings during the next few minutes were
always a little confused in Cathy's mind. Bob got up and took Jack's outstretched hand,
which seemed a little odd to her, as she'd never seen them shake hands before.
Mona was her usual cheerful self, saying something about how glad she was that Jack
had gotten home a day early, and Cathy tried to keep up her end of the small-talk after
the four of them were sitting. Soon, knowing that somebody had to make the break,
Cathy got to her feet, looked at Jack, and asked if he'd like to go with her. Then,
without waiting for an answer, Cathy hurried from the room, knowing that Mona's
husband was right behind her.
In the bedroom, the light on, Cathy faced Jack and said, "I thought it'd be wiser to at
least start out like this. Maybe it'll make it easier for Bob to adjust to the idea."
"I hope so," Jack said, looking Cathy up and down. "There's nothing much worse than
a jealous husband or a jealous wife. If Mona hadn't been so confident that Bob would
go along with this, I wouldn't be here."
"That's not very flattering," Cathy said, smiling.
"I didn't mean it to sound as if I don't want to sample your many charms, Cathy. I've
had a secret yen for you since the first time I saw you. It's just that I prefer to avoid
trouble whenever possible."
Cathy didn't answer. She could picture Bob and Mona already naked and going at each
other. She stepped back and began taking her clothes off. Jack stared with very obvious
admiration as she revealed her body. When she was down to her panties and bra, her
excitement building as she contemplated the pleasures ahead, she smiled and asked Jack
if he was going to do anything besides look.
Jack smiled and silently began shucking out of his clothes. But Cathy noticed that he
managed to keep his hot eyes on her most of the time while she was freeing her tits and
peeling out of the brief panties.
She was naked first. She sat on the side of the bed and did some looking. She liked
what she saw. She didn't think Jack was as handsome as Bob, and she already knew
there was no danger of becoming emotionally involved, but he had a very well-built
body. She was a little disappointed when she saw that he didn't have a hard-on, though.
She didn't think that was very flattering, either – and she said so in a joking manner.
"I'll admit to being slightly jaded," Jack said, his eyes on Cathy's blonde beaver.
"However, you must know that my sexy wife took some starch out of me not long ago."
"She told me on the phone," Cathy said. "Maybe she did it on purpose. I sucked Bob
off before he made it with Mona the first time."
Jack moved forward and dropped to his knees on the carpet. He parted Cathy's knees
with his hands, stared, breathed deeply, then planted a kiss on her moist pink pussylips.
She moved her ass closer to the edge of the mattress to make her juicy cunt more
accessible.
After licking Cathy's outer cuntlips, Jack slithered his tongue into her swollen pussy.
She knew right away that he was an expert at the art of cunt-lapping. Just as her own
husband was, she thought, stroking Jack's thick dark hair, unable to keep her ass still as
the hot and slippery tongue swabbed the tender and sensitive folds of inner cunt-flesh.
But Cathy wasn't disappointed when Jack only tongue-fucked her for a very short time,
flicked his oral instrument against her erect clit, and pulled his head from between her
thighs when she removed her stroking fingers. She wasn't in any hurry to climax,
knowing that she'd have plenty of chances to thrill to an orgasm, and she wanted to
suck his cock for a while before being fucked.
"Mona was right," Jack said, looking up into Cathy's eyes and licking his wet lips. "You
have a very sweet snatch, her words, and I'm glad you don't have any inhibitions. So
Mona told me, anyway."
"Stand up and I'll prove it," Cathy said.
Jack got to his feet. His cock was thrusting stiffly. Cathy cupped his hairy balls with one
hand and stroked the hard shaft with her other hand, seeing that the knob was also
smaller than her husband's cock-head. She laved the flat of her tongue over the swollen,
rose-colored knob, then slipped her lips over the hard man-meat and began sucking.
Cathy enjoyed giving blow-jobs, as she had with the two boys, and she tried to prove
that she was an expert at the art of cock-sucking, but she knew that she'd always prefer
to suck her own husband's big cock. Jack stroked her hair, but he didn't dig his fingers
into her scalp or do any hunching. She took the cock-head deep into her throat a few
times, then removed her mouth from Jack's throbbing tool when he stopped stroking
her hair.
"I'd like to suck you all the way off, Jack, but I have the feeling you'd rather fuck me
now."
"I've been day-dreaming about fucking you for a long time, Cathy. As well as having
exciting thoughts about the various oral pleasures, of course. I may appear very calm,
but I'm actually quite nervous. Partly because of this being a new experience for you
and for your husband, but mostly because a man always wants to make a good showing
the first time."
"I think we're both trying to put on an act instead of just being ourselves," Cathy said,
stretching out on the bed. "I also think we're having too many thoughts about our
mates in the other room. Why don't you just climb on and in and stop worrying about
shooting off too fast?"
Jack climbed onto the bed and got between Cathy's legs. She did the guiding and
moaned with pleasure as his stiff cock eased into her wetly clinging cunt. She pulled his
mouth to hers when he started fucking her, forgetting everything except the pleasures
of the moment, wrapping her legs around his waist and answering his masterful thrusts,
quickly starting on the glorious journey to a blissful release.
Cathy spasmed within thirty seconds around Jack's pistoning prick. He broke the
passionate, tongue-lashing kiss and gazed into her eyes, not faltering in his powerful
fuck-strokes, and his cock was still hard and stiff when she went limp.
"You are a firecracker," Jack said, grinning. "Just like Mona said, and..."
Jack let his words trail off and groaned as Cathy began working her cunt-muscles. He'd
left his hard cock buried deep in her juicy hole while bracing on his hands and arms.
Cathy milked the throbbing prick for a few seconds, then stopped.
"Let's finish with a sixty-nine, Jack. I want to hurry and see how Bob and Mona are
making out. I also want to face my husband and find out if he's jealous."
Jack silently withdrew his stiff cock from Cathy's juicy pussy. They turned end for end,
on their sides, and Cathy took most of Jack's wet dick into her mouth just as he shoved
his tongue into the swollen, rosy folds of her cunt. He went directly to her stiffened clit,
sucking as well as lapping, and she sucked his cock furiously, wanting to make him
blast off when she spasmed.
They did climax simultaneously, each gulping down the other's cum with an equal
greediness, and they only rested for a couple of minutes afterward. Cathy left the bed
first, saying that she'd enjoyed herself very much, and Jack said he hoped there'd be
many more enjoyable sessions.
Glancing at Jack's limp cock, Cathy smiled and said that maybe it was a good thing he
had a big horny dog chained in his backyard. Grinning, Jack said that Willie was a
great help in keeping Mona reasonably satisfied, then added that he was a long way
from being finished for the night.
"I was just kidding," Cathy said. "Bob isn't jealous of Willie, he likes to see me make it
with Mona, so he shouldn't be jealous when he sees me making it with you."
"There's only one way to find out," Jack said, his eyes on Cathy's thrusting titties.
"We'd better get the hell out of here before I push you back on the bed and start
feasting on your truly beautiful boobies!"
"I'm sure there'll be plenty of time for that and many other thrilling things," Cathy
said. "I've already made up my mind that it's just Bob's tough luck if he happens to be
jealous."
Jack didn't say anything and Cathy led the way to the living room. Mona was sitting on
the couch and Bob was down between her legs, his fingers clasping her ass, his face
buried in her crotch. She had her head back, her fingers fondling her big jugs. Bob's
cock was only about half-hard and Cathy knew that he'd already climaxed, probably in
Mona's mouth.
Apparently hearing Cathy and Jack, or sensing that they were nearby, Mona opened
her eyes. She smiled and kept on fondling her thrusting boobs. She glanced at Bob's
head, then winked at Cathy.
"We peeked, Cathy. Actually, Bob did most of the peeking. We started watching when
you were fucking, then I started sucking his big beauty shortly after you shifted into a
sixty-nine. He blasted off at the same time you two darlings made it. So he said,
anyway, and he's already told me that he doesn't feel any jealousy."
That's good news," Jack said, as Bob pulled his hands from Mona's ass and lifted his
juice-smeared face from between her thighs.
Cathy found herself staring into her husband's passion-filmed eyes. She knew right
away that Mona had spoken the truth. She returned Bob's smile and sat down on the
couch beside Mona, saying that she'd still like to hear what Bob had to say.
"That's no problem, Cathy. I'm not jealous and I hope you haven't changed your mind
about anything."
"I haven't changed my mind," Cathy said, glad things were finally settled, sure that she
and Bob would be even happier now that they fully understood each other's needs and
desires. Mona suggested that she and Cathy put on an exhibition to help arouse the
men. Cathy willingly went along with the suggestion, hoping that before the session
was over, she could experience a double-fuck.
Mona got down on the carpet, on her back, and Cathy got on top and pressed their
cunts together. They kissed passionately while grinding their crotches together and
going through fucking motions, their erect clits making contact, but Cathy shifted
around before either one of them had time to climax. She liked having sex with Mona,
but she enjoyed herself with a hard cock much more – and she was eager to take on
two hard cocks at the same time.
Cathy sixty-nined with Mona until they both spasmed, though. Once she got started on
the mad dash, she couldn't stop, didn't want to stop, and she temporarily forgot all
about the two cocks she'd hoped would be hard and ready.
Shortly after she'd pulled her mouth and tongue from Cathy's clit and glistening cunt,
Mona said that she thought Cathy should be allowed to call the shots during the rest of
the party. Cathy, giving Mona's swollen gash one last swipe with her tongue, pulled
away, saw the two stiffly thrusting pricks, laughed, and said that she couldn't agree
more.
"What do you want to do, honey?"
Cathy met her husband's eyes. "I'd like to be fucked in the cunt and ass at the same
time."
Bob smiled. "Then that's what you shall have. Right, Jack?"
"Right," Jack said. "I think I'd better take the back door while you take the front,
though. Your cock's bigger – " he chuckled – "damn it!"
Bob also chuckled. "Cathy has no trouble taking my dick up her ass, but we can try it
the other way another time."
"Just how do we go about it?" Cathy asked, looking from one stiff cock to the other, her
passion soaring just thinking about taking on both hard pricks.
"There are several ways to go about getting both cocks in," Mona said. "However, since
I'm here to make Jack's cock slippery, why don't you get down on your back and let
Cathy sit on your big cock, Bob? Then you can get on your sides and let Jack slip the
meat into your darling wife's lovely asshole."
And that's the way they did it. Cathy could feel the two stiff cocks as they stroked each
other through the thin membrane separating her cunt and asshole. The sensation was
truly delightful. She kissed her husband and told him so. He smiled, made a hunching
movement, and told Jack to start pronging.
Bob and Jack both began fucking her and Cathy thrilled to the glorious sensations of
having two throbbing cocks screwing her at the same time. It was wildly wonderful and
she was soon wriggling and hunching through an entire series of spasms.
Both cocks remained hard. Bob kissed Cathy's parted lips, then asked Jack if he was
about ready. Jack said that he'd been ready. They started fucking Cathy again. She
moved with them, moaning and making little whimpering sounds, and soon she felt
Jack's cock jerking and shooting his hot jism into her clutching asshole. An instant later
Bob's cock jerked and shot his hot fuck-cream into her clasping cunt and she thrilled to
still another series of shuddering spasms.
As Cathy's passion slowly simmered down, and the two cocks began to go soft in her
over-flowing cunt and asshole, she heard Mona say that she was going after Willie.
"We'll stay together no matter what happens, won't we?" Cathy asked, gazing into
Bob's eyes.
Her husband kissed her lips tenderly and told her what she wanted to hear. She
believed him.


THE END
