Mark Carver - Two-way wife

Only after Cindy had sucked his dwindling rod totally dry, milking every last drop with her fist and greedy lips, did she release it. She sat up with a deep sigh, panting for breath. If she ever got too old to get her rocks off with her hot pussy, she'd always have her mouth still eager and madly willing for both sexes.

She saw Jimmy still clutching Laura's ripe ass in his fingers and digging his mouth to her dripping thighs, while the feverish, moaning brunette clawed at his belly and swung her hips in slow, trembling jerks.

Then, with a wild shudder, the nurse rolled off Jimmy and over onto her back, her naked tits heaving furiously.

"Ahhhh!" she sobbed, shaking her head. "Too much! Oh Jimmy, honey, your tongue is so rough! But so nice, mmmm! Oooooh, still coming, sort of, ungh!"

"How'd you like my job?" Cindy asked Jimmy, still trying to catch her breath. "Hot enough for you, stud?"

Slowly, Jimmy sat up wiping the back of his hand at the brunette's cunt-juice smearing his cheeks. He took in deep gasps of air before he answered.

"Baby, if your little pussy is half as wild I'll marry you tomorrow."

She blinked her eyes at him in disbelief. Who in the hell wanted to get married at her age?

"I was only kidding," he added quickly, with a sheepish grin. "That's my idea of humor, dig it?"

There was a minute of silence except for their rasping breaths, and Laura's soft moans. Her pussy throbbed hotly and she rubbed her heaving tits in slow, lewd strokes of her fingers. Then she gradually sat up, smiling down at Jimmy.

"I never would have believed a big, tough stud like you could be so sweet to a girl!" she sighed. She glanced at Cindy. "You could do considerably worse than marrying Jimmy, darling. Half the girls in town have been after him for a couple of years now."

"Don't be ridiculous!" Cindy hissed, her face reddening. "I'm only a kid, for Christ's sake! I don't even know him!"

"What is all this shit, anyway?" Jimmy spoke up, looking perplexed. "Hell, that was a joke, Laura!"

"I'll get us some wine while we take a break," the brunette said quickly, wanting to get out of the room for a minute. They both watched her sensuously curved ass sway and bounce as she left the bedroom. Then Jimmy and Cindy looked at each other, cautiously now.

He had been joking, but when you took a good look at the sexy little blonde, the idea was getting downright intriguing. She'd be a ravishing knockout in a couple more years, once her cute tits filled out and she grew taller. And even though he hadn't even screwed Cindy yet, he knew with a profound sense of conviction she would be his dream fuck, his ultimate piece of terrific hot ass. You could come just looking at her, with her tawny tits panting and her wet lips parted and her adorable, tiny pink cunt all shiny with juices and framed by golden, silken curls.

A guy could go really wild over a luscious item like Cindy. Too wild. He put a cigarette between his lips and looked at her expectantly. Her blue eyes blazed with defiance.

"Hey, man, if you're waiting for me to light it," she laughed, "you might as well quit smoking! I ain't nobody's maid."

He shrugged, got off the bed and found some matches. Cindy's eyes watched him as his sleek, powerful muscles rippled in action, his long thick cock dangling down his thigh. He was really a good-looking guy, she realized. Hung like a bull. Something about his charming, easygoing manner turned her on. He was open and frank, without a lot of bullshit, which so many men thought was necessary to turn a girl on.

Laura came in with a tray and three glasses of wine. They sipped their wine and smoked in silence, all of them absorbed in their own thoughts, all of them toying with the crazy idea Jimmy had mentioned so casually.

It was Laura who'd made a big deal out of it who'd immediately leaped on it. Of course, Cindy was too young to get married. But Cindy was far older than her age in a lot of ways, especially when it came to sex. And the reason Laura had leaped on the idea was simple: to keep Cindy in town for permanent fun and games.

She knew without asking that the blonde would still swing with her even if she married Jimmy. She also sensed that their threesomes would continue on a permanent basis, getting hotter and wilder. It was a terrific idea, although much too impulsive and impractical. After all, you just didn't up and marry someone because they gave you a fantastic blowjob!

But it was a pretty good start, when you stopped to think about it.

Where her husband figured in on all these wild speculations, Laura didn't know. But if she could turn Don onto swapping – and since he'd already screwed the hot blonde and obviously loved her action – then it would solve everything for all of them!

Two brothers and their two sexy, eagerly swinging wives.

Jimmy was wondering what it would be like to be married to a wanton mink like Cindy. Not seriously, of course, just thinking about it as he eyed the blonde and sipped his wine and smoked a cigarette. For one thing, he'd have to tame the unruly little bitch and fast. That business about refusing to light his cigarette was a bad sign. She was going through her "Women's Lib" phase, also known as I-want-my-equal-rights shit and flying My-banner-of-independence.

Could she be tamed? To look at her, bold, gleaming blue eyes, pouty ripe mouth, the way she tossed her long blonde hair back in that fuck-you expression, offhand he'd say no.

But Jimmy had a strong sense about women, and he calculated with the right techniques Cindy could indeed be tamed. The right methods in her particular case were a lot of torrid sex, morning and night, lots of sixty-nine, and a firm, very heavy hand at the proper times. Like a good whacking on her beautiful little ass when she got out of line. The real question wasn't could Cindy be tamed, but was he man enough and tough enough and patient enough to tame her?

He knew he could do it, although it might take time. But what about her, fiercely passionate nature, her swinging with other girls? That was a thought that really turned Jimmy on. Cindy was cool and experienced enough to pick up girls, especially young ones. He knew that instinctively, also from the way the confident blonde handled Laura, as if she were her personal maid, her own property. And you just didn't order the crisp, efficient nurse around like that – unless you had a hell of a lot of instinct and confidence.

As for screwing other guys, that brought up certain unpleasant emotions in Jimmy. Although he wasn't the jealous type, and in fact turned an occasional girl friend onto one of his buddies who was horny, with a gorgeous loving piece like this, he could get very possessive.

But that didn't bother him too much. The idea of having Cindy pick up sexy girls and bring them home for a lusty triangle made his loins stir feverishly, and by now he had a tremendous new hard-on rising as he leaned back casually drinking wine and smoking on the bed. Screwing other guys was a different matter, one that bothered him.

Unless one of them happened to be his brother Don.

For some strange reason, that wouldn't bother him, possibly because he'd just finished sucking off his brother's hot-pussied wife, and he felt Don deserved it in return. Of course, Jimmy didn't know that Don had already given Cindy the works the night before, or that Laura had furtively spied on them while she got her own rocks off with a vibrator.

The idea of wife-swapping didn't appeal to Jimmy, unless it was with his own brother's sultry wife. That way you kept it in the family, and there would be a special warmth and closeness between the four of them. Hell, sharing your wife with your brother was like loaning him your car in a way. You could trust him to take good care of it, not like some asshole who would grind the gears and gun it half to death and treat it like a piece of junk.