Jeff Collins: Blackmailed swingers

It took three months for Bob to set up the photo job with his firm and the apartment and the car.

But when he called Melissa, she was more than ready to go.

Watching her remove her clothes, Bob decided that if he ever did decide to stick with one woman, Melissa would probably be his choice. Her fantastic body, plus her ability and rampant desire for fucking, made her truly a woman among women.

"Let me grab a quick shower," she said, tripping from the room.

"Hey!"

"Just a quick one," she laughed.

While she was gone, Bob took the time to get rid of his clothes. He was naked and hard when Melissa returned to the bedroom with a towel around her beautiful body.

She started for him, then hesitated. She cupped her hand under one tit, sensuously making the nipple pout outwards. The hornier he gets, she thought, the better the fuck!

And she was already hot and horny herself from seeing his hard cock waiting for her. She wanted that prick inside her belly. She could feel the all too familiar itch deep inside her pussy.

Carefully, she adjusted the big bath towel around her body so that it revealed her without really exposing her. Just the thing to drive him really crazy! The towel came down far enough to conceal her cunt, but just barely. From the rear, he just got a glimpse of the white skin of her plump, ripe ass cheeks. She squeezed her big tits together and made them bulge out of the top of the towel.

"Just what the fuck are you doing?" Bob chuckled.

"Getting you hot, darling," she giggled. "How am I doing?"

"Fantastic."

Very, very slowly the towel was slipping down her body, exposing more and more of white flesh, still glistening from her shower.

The towel slipped over her breasts, revealing them in all their pink-tipped glory. Her tits never failed to thrill him. Her quivering tits were creamy white, the large nipples topping them a deep pink. He relished the si ht of her big globes and he felt his balls tighten with cum.

The towel was slipping farther now, over her belly, and Bob braced himself for the sight of her hairy cunt.

"Getting hot enough, darling?"

"I'm gonna rape you if you screw around two more seconds!" he groaned, fisting his dick.

Then she turned around so that her ass pointed toward him. She knew this striptease had to be making him hot, and she was determined to draw it out until he could stand no more. It was turning her on, too. The tremors she felt inside told her that her cunt was more than ready to be filled by his hard dick. She wouldn't be able to take the ache of desire much longer.

Then she turned around to face him. She dropped the towel to the floor. The spectacle of her body was revealed as she walked toward him, her tits jiggling delightfully little droplets of water from her shower caught in her pubic fur.

When she came to him, he sat up on the bed, reaching for her wet, soft body, yearning to touch her flesh, to nuzzle his face in her tits. But all of a sudden she stopped just beyond the reach of his arms and cupped her tits in her hands, tantalizing him with the sight of her hard nipples.

"Does my body turn you on, darling?" she murmured, her voice thick with excitement.

"Yeah," he gulped, his voice cracking as he squeezed his tortured cock.

"Do you like my tits?" she whispered, slowly caressing them, enjoying the feel of her own palms rubbing the pulsing nipples. "Do my tits make you hot?"

"Yes, yes! Your tits are fantastic, baby! Please, let me feel them!" For a second he thought she was going to stop teasing him and come into his arms. She started to come closer, then stopped, just an inch from his grasp.

She ran her hand down between her legs and stroked her pussy. "And my cunt? Are you hot for my cunt?"

"Yes! Yes!"

She pulled open the lips of her cunt so he could see the moist flesh inside. She saw the pleasure and lust in his eyes, and his cock was twitching so hard it was almost coming.

"I want your prick in me!" she panted. "I want your prick in my cunt!"

"Why the hell are you doing this?" Bob gasped. Melissa's voice softened. "Because, my darling Bob, I want to get us both to the top. I want the first time out here to be the best yet!"

Before he realized it, she swung her leg up to the bed and her body toward his face. Bob was staring at her gaping cunt.

The pubic hair around her pussy was almost pure blonde, and it gave her pussy the appearance of being larger than it was.

The inner lips of her cunt protruded slightly, and from them flowed thick streams of glistening pussy juice. Bob gasped when he looked down a bit farther and saw that her cunt hole gaped wide open, beckoning to him. He could actually see where the pink walls got darker as they disappeared up her cunt. The downy hair around the hole was at least three inches thick and heavily matted. It glistened with the clear flow of her cuntal juices.

He looked up between the mountains of her tits and his eyes met hers. She seemed to be able to read his thoughts. She took three fingers of her right hand and ran them smoothly up her slit. They dripped with cunt juice as she studied them for a moment and then popped them into her mouth. She sucked them dry and smiled at him.

"Eat it, darling," she cooed. "Suck my sweet pussy!"

"Goddamn, honey, you sure have changed since the old days!" he gasped.

"So have you, Bob. Both of us have changed – for the better. Want my meat?"

Without waiting for an answer, she moved her cunt, inch by inch, closer to his face. She pressed her inner thighs so hard against the side of his head that he thought she would crush him.

"Oh, lover," she moaned, squeezing his head, "I want your tongue – I want it a lot!"

Then she was there, and Bob was suddenly aware of a honey-sweet sensation coursing through him. She rubbed her clit roughly against his face until cunt juice dribbled down onto his chin.

He wanted to suck her, wanted to drive his face up into her sweet pussy. Suddenly she screamed in joy as she felt his long, hot tongue drive deep into her wildly quivering cunt. Soon both were moaning almost continuously and their bodies writhed in wanton abandonment as the delicious sensations built up to an intolerable pressure in their throbbing loins.

Bob's cock was burning, aching to be sucked, too. But all his attention was riveted on her cunt. His tongue shot up into her hole. His tongue rolled lovingly between the hungry cuntlips. His lips made slopping sounds as he sucked her cunt, her hips going up and down as she fucked his clinging mouth.

He felt her body twist above him. She came, burying his chin in her pussy hair. Soon he felt it grow even damper. Her juice had seeped in waves out of her cunt. Her hair became matted with it.

But suddenly she was gone. Bob opened his eyes and saw her standing beside the edge of the bed.

"You want to put it in me, don't you, lover?" she smiled. "You'd like to shove that hard cock of yours right up into my cunt, wouldn't you?"

"You know I would," he rasped.

"Then do it, darling! Fuck me! Shower me with love and split my pussy with your, hard meat at the same time!"

Bob thought he, would go out of his mind with lust. He couldn't hold back any longer. He grabbed her and drew her into a tight embrace, covering her sweet mouth with his. The moist lips parted, quivering under his assault. Her tongue wrestled with his tongue, accepting, then claiming his wet lips. She was smothered against his chest. He could feel her ripe, heaving tits burning into his bare flesh.

Moaning with desire, he gently cradled her into his arms. She stared up at him with her writhing body hot and ready to fuck.

H dropped his head and smothered one tit in his lips, his hand cupping and kneading the other. Under the maneuvering of his hand and tongue, the tips of her tits rose hard and taut. He heard her groan and felt her voluptuous body shivering, the smooth skin tensing with a heady excitement.