Carl Van Marcus - The watching husband

Sam had told her earlier that he wanted them to go down to the cave, so Kate knew that that would be where her adventure with Craig would take place. The thought of making love with this man in the very place where she had accidentally discovered Tim with Dot sent a shiver of perversion through her. It would be like getting her revenge!

After a few more minutes at the table, she and Craig got up and started for the downstairs playroom.

She was ready for whatever came next, she told herself. Her courage had grown since dinner… the wine, the soft lights and the music that Sam had been playing, all had contributed to her mellow mood. When they had left the dining room, Craig put his arm around her and they walked toward the stairway that led to the cellar. Before they entered the room, Kate watched Craig reach toward a switch near the outside of the door. He flicked it, suddenly the room was filled with the loud rock music that typified what was playing in most discotheques.

"You've been here before…" Kate said.

"Oh, yes… many times…" Craig answered, leading her inside, "but seldom in such magnificent company!"

They stepped into the darkness and their ears were bombarded by the music… Kate could hardly make out a thing in the room, but Craig led her straight across the room to the far side where he clutched her to him without ceremony. His tongue probed moistly beyond her lips and into her mouth while his hand began to run up and down the flanks of her trembling body. The stranger's kiss excited her. The unfamiliar mouth sucking gently on her tongue made her breasts and stomach become tense with anticipation. She could feel his prick stiffening against her belly.

"I want to feel your legs wrapped around my neck…" he whispered hotly into her ear.

Kate felt something akin to the fear she had felt when it had become clear that Tule Hasan and his agent were going to violate her. But this time, she was in control of the situation. It was quite different. She let herself mold to Craig's body as though she were made of flexible plastic and when he lowered them both to the couch next to the wall she felt a wonderful sense of wickedness. So this was what freedom was like!

For a brief instant she thought of Tim, wondering where he had gone off to with Molly. Well, anything he could do, she could do better!

"Come on, baby, light my fiy-ah!" the music built and built in the confines of the room as Craig's hands searched salaciously under Kate's skirt in the darkness. He pulled down her panties, slowly and deliberately, while his tongue sought out the depths of her willing mouth. Kate knew from the way Craig handled her that he was going to satisfy her wonderfully. It was marvelous to be able to look forward to that.

Soon she was completely nude, the cool air of the room sending little chills across her naked skin. Craig had removed his clothes too and his slender hips were pressing against the fullness of her thighs, his big prick sticking up obscenely between their close-pressed bodies. Then she was over on her back and Craig had begun to kiss her, lowering his head to her stiffening nipples, where he grasped them with his teeth, playing back and forth from one to the other with his mouth. Kate could feel her loins go hot and wet from the wet ministrations of Craig's tongue. She started pushing her hips up impatiently toward his growing cock. Its hardness was driving her crazy! She had to feel it in her…

"Quick! Quick!" she said… moaning softly. "I want you to fuck me with it!" She reached down, caught in a hopeless turmoil of lust, and grabbed onto Craig's rigid prick pulling it toward her until the thick head slipped slowly between the tight hair-lined lips that guarded her vagina. Craig pressed into her and, with one grunt, rammed his cock all the way into her squirming belly.

"Uuuuuuh!" she moaned tossing her head from side to side, as the wonderful prick brought sweet magic into her longing cunt. Her eyes rolled back ecstatically in her head and she abandoned herself to his plunging rhythm.

"Ooooooooooh!" Molly gasped as Tim's tongue performed a perfect circle in the smooth pink mouth of her pussy. He was holding her legs up, one thigh resting on each of his shoulders, and driving his tongue deep into her pink-lipped vagina.

"God, what a cunt!" He wished that there was some light so that he could see if her pussy hair was the same fiery color as her shoulder-length tresses.

He was panting hard, holding himself back from fucking her. He wanted to prolong this as much as he could! She was screaming and howling under him, but now the music was so loud that he could scarcely hear what she was saying.

Faster and faster he ground his whole mouth down into her burning pussy, while her hips twitched crazily, fighting toward a climax.

"Hot little number… sweet little cunt!" Tim was thinking to himself… "Oh, God I want to suck you until doomsday!"

They both had been startled when the music had started, but it had not deterred them more than an instant from their hurried exploration of each other. They had no idea that Kate and Craig were sharing their sex room with them.

Molly clawed up at Tim's arms, pulling him ever closer to her hungry sex. He had gone right for her warm, seeping wet pussy, slipping his long flat tongue deftly between the folds, flicking smoothly about until she had thought she would go mad.

"Aaaaaaaa… Ooooooooh," she shrieked ecstatically as his head shook back and forth like some savage dog's, his hair flying all over his head. Molly was ready to explode with the incredible sucking that burned at her over-excited cunt.

"Oh, honey… suck me, suck me… I… I'm cumming, baby, love me, oh, babeeeee!"

She bounced and jerked beneath his lust-crazed attack, spouting forth a steady stream of nonsense words… her quick orgasm overtaking her lovely body completely.

"More… more… I want more…" she groaned out to him as the orgiastic spasms finally subsided.

The tapes of music suddenly stopped. The automatic rewind had somehow fouled up and the discotheque cave was immediately flooded with an overwhelming silence punctuated only by the violent love cries of its inhabitants.

"Oh yes… Craig! Fuck me… oh you're fucking me so good… fuck harder… fuck me… Oh your cock is wonderful!" Kate bucked so hard under Craig Soames that he thought she might toss him off.

God, he thought, Sam sure did know how to pick 'em!

Tim's long cock had just sunk deep into the quivering cunt that had just known his tongue so thoroughly. But when the music stopped and he heard his wife's voice screaming out obscenities that he didn't even know she knew, he stopped with a crushing suddenness.

Kate! In the same room and being fucked by that bastard Craig. She can't know we're here! He searched wildly in his head, wondering what course to take. Listening to his wife being screwed while he was making love to another woman was the most absurd thing he had ever experienced.

"Oh Tim… honey! Don't stop! Don't stop!" Molly yelled out under him… and at first he wanted to clamp his hand over her mouth. But he could tell by the startled silence across the room that it was too late. They had heard. But Molly was pulling him into her, lifting her tight, aching cunt up to his dipping cock, twisting her smooth round buttocks beneath his hands, wrapping her legs up and around his neck. He drove furiously into her. That cunt, Kate!

"Aaaaaaaah!" Molly squealed as his cock's head buried itself in her. One finger explored into the crevice of her ass, spreading into the tiny ring of her anus. He fucked her like a bull, fury and passion mingling in his blood and all the while he could hear Kate, his own wife, crying out beneath Molly's husband, for their lovemaking had resumed almost immediately.