Anthony Hammond - Hot Mouthed Nymphos

"Well, how do you like them apples? This dude was no intruder but an honored guest of the house, in more ways than one. Sonovabitch! And just when I was beginning, or thought I was beginning, to really know my husband.

"Please to meet you, Gerald,' I said, thinking again of his tongue and feeling my clitoris give a little jump. 'My name's Monica, in case Wen hasn't already told you, and I do have to admit that you have a very long and talented instrument there in your mouth.’

"Then you're not really sore at me for the way I barged in and helped myself?' he responded. Actually the guy had a nice, gentlemanly air about him. And on top of that, he was rather handsome with a youthful face and trim, athletic build. And his pants bulged nicely at the fly, providing evidence of a king-sized cock. I liked him.

"No, of course I'm not mad,' I said. 'A friend of Wen's is always a friend of mine.’

"There, I told you my wife was a real livin' doll, didn't I, Ger?' Wen cut in. 'Now what're we waiting for? Sweetheart, you lay back down and spread your beautiful legs, then Ger and I will take up where we left off with our eating. Okay?’

"Okay by me,' Gerald said, licking his chops again and wearing an eager smile as he eyed my pussy.

"Alright, I guess that makes it unanimous,' I chimed in, at the same time laying back down on the polar bear rug, spreading my legs and lifting my right foot to Wen. 'Come and get it, boys. Dinner is served.’

"Then I woke up, about half way, enough to lose my dream.

"Wen was shaking my shoulders, and he kept right on shaking until I was completely awake. Damn! how I hated to lose that dream, the best I'd ever had. Oh sure, it was great when my husband ate me all over but two mouths and two tongues sucking and fucking me at the same time… WOW! And I remember that in my dream I was looking forward to eating both of them, too getting into a sort of three-way daisy chain with them. You know, several people going at it at once. I'd heard about that from some of my girl friends, and read about it, but never had done it myself. In fact, I never thought I'd ever want to until that wild dream.

"Of course, Wendell wanted to know what in the hell I'd been dreaming about to make me moan and squirm so much that it woke him up. And I told him, every little detail, even the part about Gerald and what he'd done to my cunthole with his long, snaky tongue.

"Then my darling, understanding husband had something of his own to say. 'Damn it, sweetheart,' he said, 'dream or no dream, I know I felt your mouth around the head of my cock before I woke up. And all that wet in your cunt right now sure isn't perspiration it's too thick and creamy. You must've gone down on him, too, in your dream. And you must've had a big, shootin' orgasm from him going down on you. So it wasn't exactly a nightmare, was it? You must've enjoyed the orgy.’

"I hesitated for a moment, thinking about what he said, a little afraid to admit that some other guy could turn me on with a long tongue. Then I said, 'Yeah, baby, I guess I did enjoy it. I guess I did have an orgasm. I'm sorry.’

"But, of course, I wasn't really sorry, and, as it turned out, neither was my darling, understanding husband. He was wonderful, just wonderful about it, and he made me love him more than ever. Do you know what he said to me then? He said, 'No reason to be sorry, sweetie… because I sort of dig a three-way party too. In fact, I think your dream had a lot of ESP in it, because it just so happens that there is a friend of mine named Gerald and he is quite a cocksman. I mentioned him to you several months ago, but I guess you'd forgotten until your dream tonight.’

"Seemed to me then that Wen had mentioned some friend of his a while back by that name. Hopefully, a little hesitantly, I said: 'Really, baby… do you really dig three-way parties?’

"In reply he gave me a big hug and some nibbles around my neck and ears, then murmured, 'Yeah, sweetheart, I do. I'd really like to see how excited you would get with two guys' tongues completely at your disposal, one of them licking your tits and belly and toes while the other fucks your cunt hole.' And I could tell that Wen was sincere, not just testing my response to see how faithful I was to him, because he was breathing hard and trembling a little getting real turned on with the idea. And it got me hot, too, thinking about that little vicarious trip he was on, realizing that it was up to me now to say the word and it would happen for real.

"Okay, baby,' I said, feeling the juices welling up in my pussy, already anticipating, 'I'm willing if you are. You can invite Gerald over some evening soon and we'll give it a try.’

"Beautiful! Beautiful! I'll invite him later today,' he said, then fell to sucking my tits and finger-fucking my pussy with great gusto, as though saying thanks.

"But I felt that I should be the one expressing the thanks, because, from the picture he'd painted, I would be the one who'd get most of the thrill. So I pushed Wen off me, gently but firmly rolling him over on his back, and commenced to give him the best head job ever. By now his giant cock was full grown, hard as a brick and throbbing like crazy. A bead of honey had already formed on the tip of his great cock-head, testifying to the boiling heat in his balls, and I drank it off immediately, savoring its sweetness. Then I shifted into second gear and really went to Suck Town.

"His cock-head stretched my lips as it slipped into my mouth, but I loved it and started fondling his balls, trying to generate even more heat, if that was possible. Then, in one big, downward thrust of my gaping mouth, I took that horse-shaft clear down to my tonsils, wrapping my tongue around it while sucking furiously and pumping it in the steady, rhythmic fucking motion that excited him the most. The swelling and throbbing increased until I thought I would choke, but I kept up the tempo, eager to feel that explosion of come in my throat. And to speed up the volcanic eruption, I slipped a finger up his asshole and pumped there, too.

"That did it! A split second later the eruption came, putting Vesuvius to shame if you don't mind me getting a little poetic. And there must've been a gallon well, not really of that hot lava surging in a torrent down my throat as I sucked on and on, determined to drain his balls dry. I owed him that much. After all, he was going to bring me another cock later this same day, and another set of balls and another long tongue for my pussy.

"Finally, Wen couldn't take any more. 'Stop, you fuckin' bitch!' he cried out as he suddenly pulled himself out from under my dripping mouth, a pained, appreciative smile on his face. 'You're sucking all of my insides out!' Which was about the best compliment he could've paid me. I usually said the same thing to him when he was sucking my cunt and I was on the tail end of a big orgasm-a big, wonderful, EXPLOSIVE orgasm that literally takes everything out of you. 'Really, sweets, you've got to leave something in me for later today,' he added.

"Of course, I knew what he meant. My pussy knew what he meant, too, for it gave a little twitch and dripped a little more pussy juice. 'Okay, doll,' I said, kissing him on the mouth, giving him a healthy taste of his own come, 'I wont drain you completely dry. I'll leave you some of your strength in case Gerald shows up.’

"Oh, he'll show, alright;' Wen said. 'He wouldn't miss an opportunity like this for anything… and, truthfully, neither would I.' What a husband! I wouldn't trade him for a thousand Clark Gables.

"Yep, sure enough, Gerald showed up at the house that same evening in all his glory. And I do mean glory. The guy was no young buck, like in my dream, but middle-age forty-two, I found out later. And he was extremely handsome, in a rugged sort of way, with a mod, long hair-do framing his features, slightly greying at the sideburns. And, best of all, his build was trim, athletic exactly like in my dream and bulging nicely at the fly again, exactly like in my dream. Wow, I thought, what a specimen! Now if he will only produce in the sex department like in my dream.