Ron Taylor - Handcuffed housewife

"C'mere!" she said. "Oh, God, c'mere with that thing!"

She opened her mouth and Duke slammed his prick straight in, and she took his prick all the way to the balls, eating the taste of Greta's asshole off his quivering, stiffened cock.

Her lips clutched him frantically, and she tongue around and around his shit-smeared cock as he fucked her mouth with it.

"Baby, baby!" he panted, holding her head, guiding her to her work. "You sure are loosening up!"

Chaz was still behind her, still ramming the shit out of her asshole.

She sucked ravenously at Duke's cock. Despite the huge presence of Chaz's cock in her ass, she was still unsatisfied. She spat out Duke's cock and grabbed it.

"Put that thing in my pussy, you son of a bitch! I want both of you fucking me at the same time, one in each hole! I want every inch of cock you have, and I want it to make my pussy hurt! Come on! Get that cock in my cunt, motherfucker!"

Emily and Chaz rolled onto their sides, without missing a stroke of his cock up her ass. Emily lifted her leg, exposing her pussy, which was still full of her fucking fingers.

Duke reached down and pried the hand loose. "You gotta make some room for me, bitch!" he grinned. She had no control over her wrist, her fingers. She wanted his cock there as much as he wanted to put it in her, but her hand was reluctant to leave the tight rippling hot box of her cunt.

He lay down beside her, and he pushed his prick up her hot pussy hole. She screamed as he went deep, and it felt as if the tip of his cock met the tip of Chaz's prick as she got both her holes filled at the same time.

"Yes, ooohhh, fucking shit, yes!" she moaned over and over as the two cocks ravished her ass and pussy simultaneously.

Duke's cock rammed home just as Chaz pulled back for a fresh stroke, and then Chaz filled her ass while Duke primed for another thrust up her pussy. And sometimes they were both hard and deep and hot within her at the same instant, and her body felt as if it were being squeezed to death in a vise of pleasure.

"Make me come, you fuckers!" she growled. "Oh, fucking shit, that's what you're dooooing!"

Just as she felt Chaz's cock begin to squirt blistering lava-like cum into her bowels, as her womb filled with the gushing overflow of Duke's exploding prick, Emily came like she had never come in her life.

"You cut my pussy, and I'll kill your ass," Emily warned.

"In your wildest dreams," Greta replied, sliding the razor through the coating of lather that decorated Emily's crotch. She worked slowly and carefully. When she was finished, Emily's cuntal area was completely bare of fuzz.

Emily giggled. "It makes me look about twelve."

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"Eat my pussy too!" she reminded her friend. "I want you to make me come, you slut!"

"It takes one to know one!" Greta countered with a laugh.

She lashed at Emily's clit with her hot, pink, wet-pointed tongue, and her clit seemed to telescope upward, erecting along the caressing length of Greta's hot tongue.

"Owwwwwwwww!" Emily shrieked, half-squealing, half-laughing, as Greta's finger rammed all the way up her already well-fucked asshole. Greta's finger was deep inside Emily, and the heel of her hand ground hotly, hornily, against the finger-opened ring as she rotated her finger.

Her lips were on Emily's clit, sucking it savagely, and Emily creamed again, her juices gushing into Greta's burrowing face. The blonde's tongue stole into Emily's cunt, plowing into the mesh of contracting, rippling muscles, and Emily squealed in excitement, another orgasm coursing through her aroused pussy.

"Yes, yes!" she moaned. "But lemme do something to you!"

"Thought you'd never ask!" panted Greta, and she sat up, turning quickly. She threw Emily's legs open and moved her body into the fork of the woman's long slim thighs. Her fuzzy blonde cunt came to rest against Emily's shaven, wet-sucked pussy, and Emily shrieked. "Oh, it really fuckin' tickles!"

She grabbed Greta's hands, clasping them tightly, and the two women rocked against one another, cunt slamming into cunt. Emily's orgasm kept on going and the heat of her pussy turned Greta's cunt to fire as the hot, erotic contact repeated itself.

Greta strained, her cunt kissing Emily's with wet, open lips, and Emily felt the blonde's cunt lips open, the juicy wetness of the interior slice merging with the funky juices of her own pussy.

"Oh, fucking God!" Emily gasped. "I'm gonna come again!"

"Me, too!" Greta purred, "me too!"

Later they were in the shower again, lovingly soaping one another's body.

Emily could not keep her hands off Greta's tits, her fingers out of the blonde's live-wire pussy. She loved to feel Greta's tongue on her nipples or sliding in and out of her mouth. Emily kissed her friend, rubbed her tits against Greta's big, jiggly, gumdrop-nippled tits, and she felt the blonde's body heat flowing to meet her own.

She soaped her fingers arid double-washed the interior of Greta's cunt, smiling as the blonde responded hotly to her inner probings.

Greta sucked the soap off Emily's tits, chewing and biting the nipples while her own juicy cunt was fingered inside out by Emily.

"Are you sorry any of this happened?" Greta asked. "It's almost over. I guess you know that, don't you?"

"The ransom?" Emily asked, her heart leaping into her throat. "You've been in touch with my husband? You're going to send me home?"

"Maybe," Greta said enigmatically. "There's one more test you have to pass before we can trust you to leave us, though. Do you think you're up for it?"

Emily shrugged. "I suppose so. Jesus, I've changed so much since this began! I guess I was a cold, snotty bitch who was deeply in love with herself. Really, I still am! But I feel different, too."

"You feel pretty fucking good," Greta giggled, sliding her hand through Emily's shaven cunt, toying with the tingly pink pussy. "C'mon, let's get dried. I want to perfume, pamper, and powder the sweet body of yours."

Emily gasped.

"You're fucking gorgeous," Greta decided looking at her handiwork.

"I feel like a total slut," Emily countered, looking at herself. "I mean, really! Garter belt, G-string, a busier with my nipples sticking out? Black stockings, for God's sake? If I had a boa and some fingerless gloves. I could probably do a centerfold! But I feel really sexy, too. Are we gonna fuck some more, Greta, just you and me, or are you dressing me like this to turn on Chaz and Dukey."

"Something like that," Greta sighed. She tiptoed up to kiss Emily on the lips. Her hands cupped the bare cheeks of Emily's ass, squeezing lusciously, while her nude body pressed against Emily's front.

Emily sucked on Greta's tongue, drinking the warmth of her blonde friend's hot mouth. Her nipples, sticking over the lacy top of the bustle, grew hard and tingly, and she could feel excitement bubbling in her cunt, just as hot as ever.

"Oh!" she said suddenly. There was a sting, like the bite of a bee, at her ass, and she stiffened against Greta. Her body seemed to get wild, and so did her brain, and that was the list thing she remembered.

She didn't know what Greta had got into her, but her mind was clear when she awoke, and she knew that she was no longer in the apartment where such incredible things had happened to her.

Emily was stretched out on a bed. A blindfold covered her eyes. She reached up automatically to remove it, and discovered that her hands were tied behind her back. She tried to move her feet, but they were tied also. It felt as if she were bound with silken scarves. It didn't hurt, but she felt helpless.