Unknown: Party Nympho

Cass Porter sat at the table and read the letter from her older sister again. Then she handed it to her husband, Jack.

"She makes no mention of why she is sending Jess here beyond the fact that she wants to be here in Los Angeles to get away from the company she is associating with in Omaha," she said.

"I thought a teenaged girl would have found more of the company your sister wants her to have in Nebraska than in California," Jack said.

"Well, we'll see," Cass said, going around to her husband and pouring him another cup of coffee. "It just means that our activities will be a bit restricted when she arrives the day after tomorrow."

"Pity," Jack said. "It's just as well I arranged for the new PE teacher to come around tomorrow evening to meet you-" he blew gently down Cass's neck between her billowing tits as she bent to pour the coffee "-and to meet those."

Cass thrust her tits forward proudly.

"That's Guy Marriott. You say he's a real titman."

"And ass," Jack said, stroking her ass, "and pussy."

Cass grinned and parted her legs to let him play. "We were sitting together having a break the other day and he went through the whole female staff giving me his assessment of them by what he could see of their tits."

"Well maybe he's got something to go between these," she suggested, holding her blouse aside and letting her husband see well down her cleavage.

"There'd be no doubt about that. I reckon he'd be equipped like a bull."

Guy Marriott didn't look anything like a bull. Cass decided when he arrived next evening. He had the physique one would expect of a physical education teacher-broad, muscular shoulders, slender body, strong limbs-and he was tall and good-looking.

Cass took to him immediately.

"I've heard so much about you from my husband," she said when they were seated on the lounge. "I believe I know you already!"

"Same here," Guy said with a laugh, glancing over to where Jack was pouring drinks. "Your husband talks about you all the time, and from what I can see he has every reason to be proud."

As Guy took his drink, he looked at Cass with a grin, his eyes resting on what he could see of her tits.

"My husband tells me you are an expert tit man," Cass said.

She gave Guy a slinky smile.

"And thighs," Guy said, dropping his eyes to Cass's legs.

"And tummies, and pussies," Jack put in.

"In my job, one has to know all about anatomy," Guy said.

Cass glanced down at his crotch. If what was hidden there was as good as the rest of him, Guy was quite a man.

Jack had already told Guy that Cass was fond of cock. Already her pussy was simply flooding with fuck-juice.

"I want to make a phone call in the other room," Jack said after a few minutes. "You two get to know each other! She's yours to try out if you both agree, Guy."

"What an understanding husband you have," Guy said as he put his arm around Cass's neck and drew her to him.

Cass looked into Guy's handsome face as he drew her near. Her lips were parted and moist, and Guy could smell the delicate exotic perfume she was wearing.

He kissed her throat and kissed his way down to her tits. Then he drew her face to his and kissed her luscious, pouting lips.

His tongue brushed the inside of her lips and her teeth. That first kiss lasted fully a minute. Cass's tits rose and fell with excitement. Guy withdrew for a moment and licked his lips.

"That lipstick tastes very nice," he declared. "I must have more of it."

He kissed her again and his tongue went deep into her mouth, stroking her tongue and darting around her teeth. His free hand caressed her neck and throat and his fingers probed her cleavage.

Cass pushed her hand inside his shirtfront and rubbed his chest. They clung together, their close contact feeding their passions.

"God, they feel beautiful," Guy said, pushing Cass's dress down, releasing her tits from her brief, black, lacy bra.

Guy's eyes opened as he saw her tits balloon out with their full, dark-red areolas and ripe-strawberry nipples. In an instant he was down on one nipple, sucking it into his mouth and slobbering it with his spit. He went from one to the other, sucking, licking, nibbling, and slurping.

Cass held his head against her and looked down at him.

"My god, Jack said you were a tit man but I never thought anyone could treat tit-sucking as an art!" She giggled. "Be my baby, suck, suck, suck!"

Her tits were throbbing with so much heat she did not feel Guy's hand moving up her thigh until with a shock she felt his fingers touching her cunt-lips. She parted her knees and she felt him sticking his fingers into her cunt.

Then he withdrew his hand, his fingers covered in sweet fuck-honey. He ran his dripping fingers around each of her nipples until they were wet with cunt-juice and he bent down and sucked them hungrily.

"I love the taste of cunt and tit," he murmured between sucks.

Cass was lying with her head back and her eyes closed. She felt down his body to his cock and fumbled with his zipper.

"Let me see your cock," she appealed.

Guy disengaged himself and stood up. He unfastened his belt and let his trousers down, then he eased down his jockeys.

"Oh ye gods!" Cass gasped as his cock sprang out.

His cock looked enormous. Its purplish head and the thick blood vessel running up the length of it pulsated rhythmically as though it was eager for action.

Jack, who had come back into the room, crossed to Cass.

"Come on, darling," he said. "That's what you've been waiting to see."

He held his hand out to her and helped her stand up. Then he peeled off her frock. Guy, in the meantime, was down on his knees peeling off her black bikini panties.

Guy stood up and stuffed her panties into his mouth. He sucked avidly on the wet crotch.

"Ummmm," he said as he tasted Cass's sweet fuck-juice. "I love the taste of lace panties all hot and wet just off a juicy cunt."

Jack had his arm around Cass and let his hand fall to her ass-cheeks. He pushed his fingers into her ass-crack and urged her on.

"Go for his cock, darling," he urged. "He'll love it."

Cass dropped to her knees and put her hand around the massive shaft. She licked the throbbing head and tasted the juice oozing from the slit at the end of it.

"It's so big and lovely!" she gasped.

She put her hand under his balls and licked them greedily, then ran her tongue along the full length of his cockshaft to its sensitive head. His cock felt so hot, so silky smooth and so steel-hard that she put her cheek against it and nuzzled it, before again slobbering along the shaft with her tongue.

Cass took a tit in her hand and pressed it against his balls, then she let the nipple tease the length of Guy's cock. She circled the head with it and pressed it into his piss-slot.

"Christ, Cass my prick loves those tits of yours. I'd love to cum all over them."

Although Guy had only been acquainted with Cass for an hour or so, she felt she knew him intimately. A man who would stand and let her play with his cock like this was her type.

There was no embarrassment between them. She was quite willing to let him see and feel her cunt and he was just as willing to let her do what she liked with his cock and balls. A good long play with each other meant that when they got around to fucking they would both enjoy it to the fullest.

Nor did either of them feel the slightest bit inhibited by Jack being there-indeed it added to the spiciness of the occasion. Jack had already given Guy the full details of Cass's sex life and her likes and dislikes.