Nick Eastwood - Widow on the make

Meanwhile Frank was fucking Ginger even faster and harder, and the big-titted redhead was going out of her mind with pleasure. She jerked her hips frantically and impaled herself again and again on the long steel-hard shaft of his pistoning cock.

"Oooooh, yeah, motherfucker, really give it to me!" Ginger howled. "Fuck the living shit out of me, Frank!"

Harry pumped his prick even faster as he watched his wife taking Frank's hard-driving fuck tool. He didn't look jealous, but he was insanely aroused. Andrea was sawing her finger furiously over her clit as she watched her husband's cock plowing in another woman's cunt.

Frank glanced at her and leered. "How am I doing, honey?" he panted.

"Fantastic!" Andrea groaned. "You're a Goddamned fucking machine, Frank."

He really was. He went on and on, tirelessly hammering his dick in Ginger's smoking cunt, as if he'd never need to come. Dotty just wished he'd fuck her like that. She could use half an hour of relentless fucking. But right now her only source of relief was her own fingers.

She rubbed the swollen cream-soaked flesh of her cunt gash and struggled to keep from moving with need. She slid her finger forward till she was rubbing the most sensitive spot of all, the engorged and throbbing bud of her clit. It wouldn't take her long to come that way.

Feverishly she watched Ginger moaning and squealing with ecstasy as she took the hammer-like action of Frank's tireless hard cock. The woman was practically cross-eyed with pleasure, and her thick pussy cream was puddling on the rug beneath her. Ginger was ready to explode, but Frank looked like he was just getting started. "Hey, buddy, don't fuck her to death," Harry said hoarsely. "Leave something for me."

Frank just chuckled and went on pounding his dick in Ginger's squirting pussy. Harry stopped pumping his cock. He had to be close to coming, and he probably wanted to save that hard-on for something better. But he was in an agony of lust.

Dotty could relate to that. As she rubbed her stiff finger over her swollen clit, she was just about to burst with need. She could have brought herself off easily, but she didn't want to miss a second of this exciting scene.

Andrea looked ready to explode, too. Her face was red with lust, her eyes hot and glassy, as she pistoned her finger over her clit and watched Frank fucking Ginger. Thick pearly cream seeped from her cunt and ran down her thighs.

"Frank," she said hoarsely, "you're incredible. Just don't wear poor Ginger out."

"Oh, honey, don't worry," Ginger moaned, "I love it."

Tell us about it, Dotty thought feverishly. She ached to be in Ginger's, taking that merciless long fucking, but there was no chance of that. Maybe tomorrow Frank and Andrea would get back to her, but tonight she was on her own.

Now Ginger was sobbing with bliss and aching to come. She arched her body till her ass left the floor, frantically rubbing her hot swollen clit against Frank's pile-driving cockshaft. Her eyes rolled crazily, then closed tight.

"Make me come, honey!" she whimpered. "PU go crazy if I don't come."

Grinning, Frank hammered his cock into her even harder. Dotty noticed the beads of sweat on his forehead and rallied that he was a lot more horny than he let on. He was putting on one hell of a performance, more like a robot than a man.

Just then Andrea gave her clit a long slow squeeze and got herself off. "Oooooh, shit, fuck, oooooh!" she howled.

That got everyone's attention. Frank and Ginger even stopped fucking for a moment to watch Andrea rolling around on the rug. She frantically massaged her clit, giving herself blast after blast of intense pleasure, before she finally went still.

"Sorry to interrupt," she gurgled, grinning. The sight of his wife beating off was just too much for Frank. He lost his cool and threw himself down on top of Ginger, fucking her like crazy. His trim ass knotted and jerked, and Ginger wailed with ecstasy. Her engorged clit was deliciously massaged by his hammering cockshaft, and that hot friction sent her into orbit.

"Ahhhh, shit, ahhhh, I'm cominggg!" she wailed. "Unnnhhh, fuck aaahhh!"

"Awww, Jesus, aaaggghhh!" Frank roared. Wildly aroused as he watched them coming, Dotty forgot to be cautious. She rubbed her clit furiously and felt a delicious explosion. It ripped through her body, relieving her burning lust and making her cry out in ecstasy.

"Ohhhh, God, yessss, whahhhhh!" she screamed.

She toppled forward, against the door, and found herself tumbling into the living room, where all the party-goers stared at her.

"Why, Dotty," Andrea drawled, "how nice of you to drop in."

Dotty reddened with mortification. There she lay, her nightie up around her waist, her finger still greedily caressing her throbbing clit, while the Winters and their guests stared at her. She could have died.

"Oh, Andrea, I'm so sorry," she cried. "I didn't mean to spoil your party. I-I just couldn't help watching, and then I guess I got carried away."

She waited for the Winters to tell her she was fired, but instead everybody burst out laughing.

"Hey, you guys, what a fantastic surprise." Don grinned.

"Who is she?" Ginger asked. "She can't really be your housekeeper."

"Oh, yes, she is," Frank said. "Aren't we lucky? Dotty's not only beautiful, she loves to get it on."

"I was thinking of asking her to the party," Andrea added, "but she showed up on her own."

Dotty tugged her nightie back in place and said, "You were going to invite me? You aren't going to fire me for this?"

"Are you kidding?" Frank exclaimed. "You're perfect for us, Dotty. The six of us have been partying for a long time now. We need a new member, somebody to liven things up."

"Yes, Dotty, join us," Andrea smiled.

Dotty breathed a sigh of relief. She wasn't going to lose her job after all, and her employers weren't mad at her. But she still felt a little uptight about joining the party. She'd never done anything like this before.

Shyly she got up and moved over to join the group. The men were ogling her tall big-titted body, and the women scorned turned on to her, too. But then Joan frowned.

"Wait a second," she said. "Dotty isn't dressed right for this party."

"Yeah, baby," Don leered, "take off that nightgown."

Andrea smiled and nodded at Dotty, who turned red again. She was going to have to strip for all these people. Still she didn't want to make her bosses mad, so she drew her nightie off over her head and tossed it away.

"Fantastic," Harry exclaimed.

"Great body," Don leered.

Dotty managed a smile. She wondered what she was supposed to do, besides being looked at. She sat down and resisted the urge to cover her big melon-shaped tits. Harry crawled over to her, and she couldn't help staring at his massive hard-on.

"How about getting it on with me, honey?" he grinned.

Dotty blushed, but Andrea laughed and said, "It's okay, Dotty. We all share around here."

Dotty looked at Harry's wife, and Ginger leered back at her. "Yeah, go ahead, Dotty," she said. "I'm fucked out right now, so do Harry a favor."

Harry didn't wait for Dotty's answer. He just drew her down on her back and started fondling her big hot tits. Dotty shivered with excitement. She really needed a man right now, and Harry was hung like a horse.

Ginger scooted closer to watch, not looking a bit jealous as her husband fooled around with the beautiful blond housekeeper. Dotty was going to have an audience again. But she'd gotten used to it last night, and she could do it again.

She'd get used to anything, she thought, if it meant a good fuck. As Harry squeezed and molded her silky tits, she ogled, his wrist-thick boner and creamed furiously. Her shyness was fading fast as she thought about taking that enormous hard fuck tool into her seething cunt.