David Crane - Three horny wives

The girl turned, lurching drunkenly, as the men approached. She greeted them with delight. "Well, hi! You're just in time to buy me a drink."

"Ruby," the bartender snarled, "I've told you before, no bumming…"

Morgan cut him short, "That's okay, Jack," he said. "We came to see Ruby anyway."

Jack grunted.

Joe Henry edged closer.

Morgan ordered a round of drinks.

"So, you came back?" said Ruby. She looked down to Morgan's crotch, which was bulging as usual. "Guess you want your dick sucked again, huh?"

Joe Henry's eyebrows shot up under his Stetson.

Morgan looked abashed. He said, "Er… hem, well, yes… that is, my friends and I were hoping maybe…"

"They want me to blow them, too?"

"Hush, not so loud," said Fred, looking around uncomfortably.

Bob seemed to be stunned into silence.

Morgan said, "Well, er… not exactly. You see, I told them what a great girl you were and we thought maybe, if you had a couple of girl friends we could all have some fun together, if you know what I mean?"

Ruby looked at Fred and Bob, she said, "He told you I was great, did he?"

"The greatest," said Fred.

"Fantastic," said Bob.

Ruby flushed happily. She pushed her glass across the bar for a refill. She said, "I'd like to help you guys out, but thing is, I don't have any girl friends. Every time I make a friend my old man fucks her, and that's that."

The three looked disappointed.

Joe Henry's eyes gleamed.

"That's a shame," said Morgan.

Ruby was a goodhearted girl. She said, "Gee, I'm sorry, guys, nice fellas like you didn't ought to be running around with hard cocks." She took a slug from her drink and went on, "Tell you what. If you like, I'll be glad to blow all of you in the back room."

Bob, Fred and Morgan were silent for a moment, then Fred said, "I see no cogent reason why we should not take the lady up on her kind offer."

"Me neither," said Bob.

"All right," said Morgan. He placed a twenty-dollar bill on the bar and beckoned to the bartender. "Jack, we're going to the storeroom with Ruby for awhile, okay?" he said.

Jack eyed the money and Morgan winked.

"I guess so," said Jack. "But you know the rules."

"Rules?" Bob asked.

"Don't go shooting spunk all over the beer crates," said Jack.

"Certainly not," said Bob.

"The idea!" said Fred.

"Don't worry, Jack, I'll swallow it all," said Ruby.

Joe Henry watched as Bob, Fred and Morgan, with Ruby weaving between them, walked up the bar. He ordered another drink, lit a cheroot and settled down to wait.

In the storeroom it was decided that Ruby would first suck two cocks together and afterwards the other. Fred, having only a short while ago fucked his secretary, graciously offered to wait his turn.

Bob and Morgan sat on a row of beer crates, their pants around their ankles. Both their cocks were erect and the men attached to them looked at Ruby expectantly.

Ruby hitched up her tight skirt, exposing a large expanse of white thigh, and crouched before them. She cupped a hand under both sets of hairy balls, squeezing gently. Then she closed her fist over both stalks. The cocks responded immediately, growing fatter and longer and harder. Always eager for a mouthful of cock-meat, Ruby gazed from dick to dick, her tongue slipping along her lower lip and her face contorted, eyes narrowing with invaginate urges.

Bob's cock was thick and gnarled, capped by a triangular knob. Morgan's cock was not as fat, but it was long and tapered.

Ruby was perfectly randy now, inspired by her double handful of pecker. She gazed rapturously at the two big pricks right in front of her and out of the corner of her eye she could see Fred, swinging his dick around. Fred's organ was every bit as big as either of the two in her hands – perhaps not quite as fat as Bob's and a fraction shorter than Morgan's, but still a formidable tool.

Ruby's tongue glided to and fro and it was evident that her mouth was watering for dick. She was ready to begin, but was having trouble deciding which cock to sample first.

"Gee, this dick is fatter and this dick is longer… I don't know where to start," she said.

Fred was becoming impatient, "C'mon, get on with it," he said. "I want my turn."

"All right, all right," said Ruby.

Her tongue was already hanging out. She leaned closer and ran her hot tongue all the way up Bob's tackle, from balls to knob, with one long, moist slurp. Bob moaned and thrust his hips forward; his thighs trembled. Ruby was pleased at the reaction her tongue had brought from him.

Leaning to the other side, she repeated the lingual caress on Morgan's stalk. Morgan trembled and jerked and his breath wheezed out as if his throat had become as vibrant as his pecker.

Ruby licked Bob again and then Morgan. She was aware that Fred had moved closer, but she was far too interested in what she was doing to worry about him at the moment.

She rose up slightly, fitted her lips over the head of Bob's dick and, slowly and snugly, fed the full length into her mouth. She sucked on it. Her cheeks hollowed inward as she sucked, then pushed out as his flaring knob filled them both with expanding cock-meat. She withdrew inch by inch, sucking adoringly all the way up the stalk, paused to lave the knob with her tongue, and then drew her lips away and switched to Morgan's quivering quill.

She repeated the process, taking his prick as far back into her mouth as she could. When his knob was firmly lodged in her throat, there was still a length of tasty stalk between her lips and his balls, like a rivet that was bolting her face to his loins. The exposed shaft was steaming. Her cheeks hollowed then bulged slightly, making her look like a chipmunk with a mouthful of nuts.

She withdrew from Morgan's dick.

"Which one tastes the best?" said Bob.

"It's hard to decide," said Ruby.

"I'll bet you ten bucks, Bob, that mine's the best," said Morgan.

"You're on," said Bob.

"They both taste the same," said Ruby, "There's only one way to decide." She waited for a moment, teasing them then she said, "Whoever gives me the most spunk is the winner." She licked her lips at the prospect.

Bob and Morgan rolled their eyes toward each other.

"Done!" said Morgan and Bob nodded agreement.

Ruby gazed up at them. Their cocks thundered in her hands. She ran Bob's pecker into her mouth and then drew away, her lips pulling like a tight boot being dragged off and her nimble tongue crisscrossing back and forth on the underside of his stalk. Moving laterally she did the same to Morgan. She began alternating between them, feeding first one and then the other of the succulent wands into her mouth. The men groaned. There was a point of honor involved here; not knowing that she would choose to switch back and forth and they both sought to shoot first as a point of potency.

Fred could not bear being uninvolved any longer. Kneeling behind Ruby, he quickly exposed her back-thrust haunches and found himself confronted with her asshole. He wrapped his fist around the root of his organ and fitted the knob to her tight anal bud. He pushed against her.

Ruby wiggled. She knew what he intended but made no attempt to avoid him for, although she was faithful to her old man as far as fucking was concerned she figured that her asshole was hers to do what she wanted with. In fact, she rather liked the idea of getting buggered while she sucked the other two men off. She pushed her ass back, arching her back and allowing him an unhindered approach.

Fred pushed his dick into her asshole.

There was a momentary resistance, but then her anal bud yielded and the head of his cock slipped up her shitter. Her sphincter closed behind him, encasing his cock-head in her moist track like a Venus flytrap closing its petals around an unwary insect. Although he was no longer shoving the pork to her, her ass seemed to be dragging him in. The snug hole hugged him with a concentric caress, working up his shaft in a series of tightening rings. Fred whimpered with the feeling. Her ass hiked higher. He began to fuck into her ass with spasmodic thrusts and then, steadily, he fed his cock to her, his balls slapping against her crotch and his belly banging on her up-thrust buttocks.