Norma Egan - Cheating Spouses

“Go with it, Carol,” Lucie urged. “Dig it!”

“We know it feels great,” Amy said. “There’s nothing to be ashamed of.”

“Let yourself go, baby,” Tom said eagerly. “We want you to.”

Carol was embarrassed by their attention, but most of her mind was captured by the stunning pleasure she felt. Brent managed to suck her whole slippery little clit into his mouth, bathing it with his boiling saliva, tickling it with his tongue, sucking ever faster and harder. Carol opened her eyes briefly and saw the room spin. Then all at once, she was coming, and she couldn’t stop it.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” she wailed. “Ohhhhhhhhhhh!”

Mercifully, for long moments she was aware of nothing but the blinding pleasure rocking her body and Brent still sucking steadily on her clit, magnifying her delicious sensations. She bucked, moaned, and creamed all over his face. It was marvelous, but all too soon it was ending. She opened her eyes and blushed furiously.

They were smiling at her. They’d all watched her come. She felt deeply ashamed of herself. Her lust was so powerful, so long stored-up, that she’d been unable to control herself even now. She’d behaved exactly as they wanted her to, forgetting all pride and decency, forgetting her marriage vows. She quivered with mortification.

“Way to go, Carol,” Lucie grinned.

“We knew you’d like it,” Tom said happily.

“Now we can get on to even better stuff,” Amy said with a wicked grin.

Like what? Carol thought dizzily. And then she felt it. Brent’s thick rigid cock pushing into her cunt. She gawked down at him. When he’d first started eating her, his cock had been limp and drained, because he’d just gotten off with Amy. But the excitement of going down on Carol had given him another huge hard cock-stand. His prick felt like a pillar of steel going into her.

“Brent, no!” Carol gasped.

She tried to wiggle away, but the others held her firmly in place. Brent was on his knees, grinning insanely as he worked his swollen prick into her juicy snug box. Everyone could see the action, Brent’s pale meat slipping between Carol’s blonde-fringed pussylips. He slid his hands under her writhing little ass and lifted her, pushing his cock right to her womb.

“Oh, my God!” Carol moaned.

“Take it easy, darling,” Lucie said. “Brent’s a fantastic fuck.”

I know that, Carol thought miserably.

No way would she be able to control herself if he started balling her with that magnificent big cock. But she couldn’t stop him. He began to fuck her excitedly, working his rigid prick deep and hard and fast. It felt fantastic. Her whole pussy was instantly aflame with need, even though she’d just come.

Something in her seemed to snap. Maybe it was her old-fashioned morality, all her past hang-ups. But suddenly, she didn’t care if she had an audience, didn’t care if she was fucking someone besides her husband. It seemed foolish to deny herself pleasure, insane to fight the ecstasy she felt as Brent feverishly humped her. To hell with tomorrow. She was going to enjoy tonight.

Her body went relaxed and willing. Her legs fell wide open. She arched her eager pussy up to meet the powerful thrusts of Brent’s cock, and she slammed her hips in time to his strokes. Her sizzling cunt-cream boiled around his dick, and she began to claw the rug and moan. Brent glanced down at her with a pleased and knowing smile.

“You can let go of her now,” he said.

“Good,” Lucie replied. “I’m ready for some fun.”

The others released their grip on her arms and legs. Carol stayed just as she was, moaning and working her needy pussy around Brent’s slamming dick. Then, not two feet away from them, Tom and Amy and Lucie went at each other like lusty animals, growling and snarling with lust. Dizzily Carol watched.

Tom rolled onto his back, his cock rigid and ready again, pointing stiffly at the ceiling. Almost instantly Lucie was kneeling between his thighs and bending low over his stiff drooling dick. Her dark head bobbed down, her red-glossed lips parted, and she took Tom’s cock clear to the hilt in her mouth. She began sucking on it greedily.

“Jesus, yes,” Tom moaned. “Suck my dick, baby!”

That was all he got to say, because Amy leaped up to straddle his face, bringing her luscious little pink pussy right down on his mouth. Tom gave a muffled laugh, then stuck out his gleaming red tongue and began to lash and tickle his wife’s fragrant hot slit. Amy gave a shrill squeal of delight.

“Oh, darling, yessss!” she cried. “Eat my pussy!”

Carol felt hotly excited by the whole scene. Her inhibitions seemed to have vanished the moment Brent thrust his wonderfully hard cock into her. She loved his fucking, and she loved watching the happy trio next to her. Now it didn’t shock her at all to realize that she was taking part in an orgy.

Maybe the others were right. Swinging might be the answer for her and John. She couldn’t get through to him, but a few parties like this would teach him everything he needed to know about love-making, and it would blow his Victorian morality all to hell. The only trick would be to get him started in the first place.

Forget it, Carol thought.

John would never buy it. She dismissed him from her mind and went back to enjoying the bizarre and exciting swinging session. Brent’s thick steel-hard cock pounded steadily in her eager little box, and she got a free show as well. Amy was bouncing happily over Tom’s face, his gleaming tongue lashing her pussy, and Lucie was noisily bobbing up and down over Tom’s cock, sucking, slurping, and swallowing his oozing cock-cream.

Carol tossed caution to the wind and threw her legs around Brent’s sweaty heaving back. That way she could take his marvelous thick cock clear to her womb with each deep thrust. She gurgled with pleasure and dug her nails into his broad shoulders. It was great to let herself go completely, to be as uninhibited as her swinging friends.

“Good for you, baby?” Brent panted.

“Oh, my God, yes!” Carol moaned. “Keep fucking me, Brent, I just love it. Ahhhhh… ahhhhhh!”

She felt herself starting to come, and she let the stunning pleasure wash over her freely. The others paused to watch. They saw her blue eyes roll back in her head, her teeth flashing in a horny grimace. They saw her lovely body rocking violently. Brent managed to stay in the saddle, furiously balling her into a howling climax.

“Ohhhhh, my God… so good!” Carol wailed. “Ohhhhhhh!”

Her thick steamy cunt-cream gushed out around the base of his deeply-lodged cock, soaking his balls and her thighs. Her twat contracted in a violent spasm, gripping his meat and squeezing it in a fiery juicy nest. That was too much for Brent. He howled and began to shoot his load into her.

Dizzily Carol heard the others applauding. When her spasms finally died away, Brent got dizzily off her, and she was left panting, still gushing come and cream from her satisfied box. They were all looking at her, but this time she felt no shame. She just felt friendliness and gratitude. These people had helped her break through all her remaining hang-ups about sex.

“My turn,” Tom said eagerly.

Lucie and Amy laughed and let him go. He hurried over to Carol and eased her onto her hands and knees. She quickly got the idea and stuck her pert little ass high in the air. Tom dropped to his knees behind her and worked his iron-hard cock deep into her fiery-hot soaked cunt. Though she’d just come, Carol was already eager for more.

“Ummmmmm, yes!” she gasped. “Do it to me, Tom!”

“With pleasure,” he chuckled.

As Tom started balling her in rough quick jabs, Amy and Lucie took Brent aside and whispered something to him, then broke away in giggles. Brent grinned and hurried over to kneel in front of Carol. He help up his limp wet prick and tickled her lips with it. Carol gawked at him.