Steve Forest - The wolf wives

As if in response to Jay's moan, Linda bit gently at each nipple and then pulled her mouth away. She continued to rub the oil around and around on his chest. She placed her lips next to his ear and blew gently as her hands massaged his body. "Do you like it?" she asked softly. Then, before he could answer, she thrust her tongue into his ear and licked softly, following the convolutions of his ear with her tongue, working it slowly inside.

"Oh…" Jay moaned. "It feels wonderful."

"That is only the beginning," Linda said. "I'm just getting started. Wait 'til I get to your cock. You're going to love it."

Jay found himself becoming even more aroused by her use of the word "cock". Now Linda's hands were working at his belly again, and his cock was pulsating madly with anticipation. She poured some more oil onto his belly, filling the indentation of his navel as if it was a cup. Then she dipped two fingers of each hand into the puddle of oil and stroked two long streaks that began at his belly and traveled down the length of his thighs to his knees.

Then, working with both hands on one thigh, she began to rub the oil gently into his skin. She moved her hands from side to side, working her way up from the knee. As she came closer to his balls, she gently pulled his legs further apart. Jay was wild with anticipation. He watched as Linda took the bottle of oil and uncapped it, holding it over his balls. She tipped the bottle slowly, letting just a few drops of the warm scented oil trickle out and drip onto his wrinkled scrotum. But then she returned to his thigh again, letting the oil soak slowly into the skin of his sac of nuts.

She quickly moved her hands to the other thigh and repeated the trip from knee to crotch. When she reached his balls, she again stopped and let a few drops trickle from the bottle onto his scrotum. Then, as Jay watched, she poured oil onto her hands and cupped them. She moved toward his nuts, and Jay felt his cock expanding still more. It felt as though it was about to explode. She moved her hands to within an inch of his scrotum, and stopped. Then with a giggle, she moved lower and began to rub the oil onto the soles of his feet. Her teasing was driving him mad.

Linda could feel the tension building in Jay's muscles. She didn't want him to pop his nuts too soon, like he had done last time, but she didn't want to give him a case of blue balls either. She knew that she would have to stop her teasing soon or the poor boy would go out of his mind. But watching him squirm with desire was arousing her in a perverse kind of sadistic way, and she wanted to prolong it just a little more. While she rubbed his feet, she began kissing him on the inside of his left leg. She moved her face along the length of his leg, kissing higher and higher until she was only millimeters away from his balls. She hovered over them for a moment, breathing her hot breath on the sensitive skin of his scrotum. Then she moved her mouth to his right leg and kissed her way back down to his foot.

But she had decided to torment him no longer. Linda again poured oil onto her hands. This time, however, she held his scrotum softly in both her cupped oily hands. At the touch, Jay let out a long low moan of relieved pleasure.

"Ooooh, I thought I would go mad before you got to it," he sighed. "But it was worth waiting for."

"Don't worry," Linda said. "I'll give you your chance to get even. Later."

Linda moved her fingers rapidly, one after the other, spreading the warm oil over the whole of his wrinkled scrotum. The sensation was exquisite. Jay was conscious of his whole body writhing and squirming in uncontrollable pleasure as she stroked his aching balls. This woman was sensational, he thought. He watched her as she licked her lips seductively. He had never even imagined that a woman could take so much pleasure in pleasing a man. Linda Wells was so different from his own wife that they were like two different species of animal.

He felt her fingers slipping around his balls as she spread the warm oil over his sac. His cock was pulsating madly, and Linda let the tips of two of her oily fingers stray upwards stroking the base of the throbbing hard-on. Jay could see her huge round tits moving around inside her diaphanous gown. Her nipples were hard and pointy and rubbed against the soft material.

"Why don't you take off your gown and let me see all of you?" he asked, his voice hardly more than a croak.

"I'll have to let go of your balls to do it," she said teasingly. "Are you sure you can stand it?" Then, with one quick motion, she stood and pulled the gown over her head, revealing her naked loveliness to Jay's hungry gaze. As her arms moved upwards, pulling at the gown, her tits were uplifted, until the nipples pointed up toward the ceiling. Then, she tossed the gown away from her and dropped her arms to her sides. Her tits bobbed and rolled around as they dropped back into place. Jay followed the movement with his eyes, fascinated by the way the huge globes were animated with a life of their own.

Linda rubbed her oily hands quickly over her tits, caressing the pebble-hard nipples with her palms. When she took her hands away from them, they were shiny with oil. Then she rubbed her hands quickly, one after the other, across her furry pubic mound. She fell to her knees once more at the side of the waterbed and went back to rubbing Jay's balls with her oily hands. She bent forward, bringing her mouth close to his swollen cock. Jay knew what she was about to do, and the thought of her blowing him made him feel as if he would come within seconds. But he resolved to give a better showing than he had last time. In the bedroom, Henry Wells hung up the phone and rubbed his hands with glee. It wouldn't be long now. Things were going exactly according to plan. Karen Burns would be on her way over to see him and to hear what he had to tell her. He knew that, even in her wildest imagination, she could not have any idea of what she would be hearing and seeing. And, he hoped, what she would be doing. By now, he was sure, Linda and the Burns boy would be hot at it. Jay Burns would be oblivious to everything else that was going on in the house. Henry was dying to peep in through the one-way glass to see what Linda and Jay were up to, but he had one piece of business to attend to first. Just a little insurance to guarantee that Karen would be in the proper frame of mind. He got up off the bed and headed for the living room. He went to the portable bar and took out a bottle of vodka. From his pocket he removed a vial of white powder: Sure-breed, as it was known to zoologists. Sure-breed was a chemical given to laboratory animals when their keepers wanted to be sure that they would reproduce. As its name suggested, the white powder acted like an aphrodisiac to insure that the female would be receptive to any sexual advance made by the male. Henry's friends in the biology department had told him that they could see no reason why Sure-breed wouldn't be as effective on humans as it was on white mice. In any event, it couldn't harm the recipient. Henry smiled as he emptied the contents of the vial into the bottle of vodka. At first the liquid clouded, but then, as the powder dissolved, the vodka became clear again. No way to tell what had been added. Henry smiled lewdly as he put the bottle back into the cabinet. He couldn't wait to get his hands on those big beautiful round tits of his naive young student. He returned, quietly, to his bedroom.

Once inside the bedroom, Henry shut the door. He removed all his clothes and tossed them idly on a chair. Then, thinking better of it, he rolled them up and threw them onto the floor of his closet. He didn't want to spoil his dignified image. With any luck at all, the young Mrs. Burns would be seeing the inside of this room tonight. Couldn't have her thinking that he was a slob. He took a pair of white pants from the closet and laid them on the bed. Next to it he put a purple smoking jacket and a purple silk scarf. Perfect.