Peter Grinberg - Every inch a nymph

Tony seemed almost relieved to have the excuse to leave the recreation room. Perhaps he had expected wrath rather than a simple invitation. Jeannie was sure he wanted to fuck her, wanted her to suck him off and allow him to do to her all the things that Melanie would never permit. As she watched the young couple leave the spa, she turned to Sam and rubbed her shamelessly hungering cunt blatantly against him in lewd invitation. This was only the first night Melanie had been at the spa, and it was no good getting depressed because her plan hadn't worked the first time around. After all, she giggled to herself, eyeing Sam's excitedly gyrating body, there was more than one way to suck a cock. And more than one cock to suck around the Sunshine Spa!

Her pussy still twitching hotly, Melanie stood in silence by her husband. Above them, the stars twinkled brightly in a moonless sky, and the young couple listened to the sounds of the desert without speaking. Both of them were confused by what had been happening in the recreation room of the spa, but the widening gulf in communications between them left no way of telling each other what they felt deep inside.

Melanie was frightened by the intensity of the lewd sensations still raging in her cunt. The troubled young woman had not expected ever to experience such pleasures again, and was now ashamed of what she had felt. It was dirty and perverted for her pussy to get so excited from the touch of any but her own husband's cock! What confused her was the way her body had almost soared completely out of her control. In another few minutes she might have done something that would have driven Tony away from her forever.

Melanie turned her head shyly to glance at his handsome upturned profile, and a wealth of tenderness for him sprang up in her. She was understanding with sudden clarity how frustrating their sexual life must be for him, since for the first time in years she was becoming convinced that most women did, after all, experience physical pleasure from having a man's cock fuck into their pussies. At the same time, she found herself hoping that he would want to fuck her that night. There was a burning sensation deep in her belly that could be put out by something thick and long and hard ramming far up into her moistly gripping cunt. Suddenly tears of happiness welled up in her big green eyes as she stood there in the darkness beside her handsome husband. For the first time in years, she wanted him to fuck her! But some embarrassment or restraint kept her from reaching out to him at that moment. There was still too great a distance to be crossed between them.

Tony stared as if hypnotized at the pinpoint stars seemingly so much brighter out in the desert, yet he was not seeing them. His drunken mind was swirling in a confusion that was quite different from that felt by Melanie. In order to sort things out, he tried to go over everything that had happened that night. They had flirted casually with each other, and then the music had started and he had begun dancing with Jeannie. Somehow an erotic atmosphere had taken over the recreation room and he had been caught up by it, had started doing things that should have gotten him in deep trouble with Melanie. But they hadn't, and that was one of the things that puzzled him. All the time that he had been dancing with Jeannie, he had wanted to throw her on the floor and fuck her, but he had been too aware of his wife's presence to expect that he would be allowed to do so. Instead, he had hoped to get Jeannie hot for it tonight, and then carry out his plan of catching her in the steam-room or some other place tomorrow. But suddenly he had heard his own virtually frigid wife's voice ring out, crying, "Ooooh, yes!" and Tony had glanced over and, to his shocked amazement, had seen her rubbing up against Sam Pickford for all she was worth while his hands massaged her sensuously wriggling asscheeks. And she had been enjoying every single bit of it! The sudden jealousy he had felt made him pissed as hell at himself now because it was so unfair. After all, if he could be there with his hand stuck down inside the pants of another woman, then why couldn't she be doing the same with another man? Yet he had never imagined it actually happening, since Melanie was so unresponsive in bed. And it didn't make him feel good at all. For the first time he began to worry that some of the trouble in their sex life might be his fault.

Turning to Melanie, Tony saw that she was looking at him with tears in her eyes. But strangely, a nervous smile was playing across her lips.

"I love you," she whispered, but under the questioning force of his gaze, she could not manage to tell him – that she wanted him to fuck her right then, under the stars, in the desert.

"Let's go to bed, honey." He smiled. "I'm tired and I've had too many of Slim's health drinks."

"Me too." Melanie giggled, thinking he meant to fuck her when they got back to their assigned room and feeling the burning glow up in her cunt begin to catch fire again.

When they stepped back into the spa, they found the music still playing in an empty room. Melanie was glad the others had gone to bed, since that would save any embarrassing explanations and she and Tony started walking down the hallway to their room. As they passed the last room on their right, the sound of Jeannie's raucous laughter could be heard, and a bright light was streaming in a thin line from the bottom of the door, but they thought nothing more about it.

Once in their room, Tony fell fully dressed onto the large bed, his muscular body completely relaxed as he lay on his back staring at the ceiling, his limp prick occasionally twitching in his pants as he thought about the things Jeannie would be doing in the other room with Slim. She would probably let him do anything he liked, and Tony had no trouble imagining Slim's tongue buried deep in Jeannie's widespread naked cunt, the lucky bastard. As a shutter clicked in his mind, he changed the picture to that of himself down between her legs, and he knew that he wanted to fuck, not tomorrow, but tonight, even if it had to be with his own wife, in the simple, normal fashion she preferred.

He watched her hips swaying in a sexy fashion as she disappeared into the bathroom and then allowed his mind to drift off into other erotic fantasies while he listened to the sound of the running water.

Melanie washed her face quickly, in the process removing most of the light eye shadow and mascara she wore. Then while she was drying her face with a fluffy yellow towel, she heard more of Jeannie's giggling through the door that led into her girlfriend's adjoining bedroom. She stopped to listen, realizing that the door must be very thin, for she could hear their hoarse voices occasionally as they spoke to each other. But oddly, she thought she heard more than two voices, and none of them seemed to be Slim's. There were other sounds that she could not place and, feeling a little like a nosy eavesdropper, she moved closer to their door and put her blonde head against the wall.

At first she heard a strange sound, as if someone were sucking and slurping rhythmically on a piece of candy. It was very loud, and now Melanie heard Slim's voice.

"Suck it in deep, you little bitch, suck it hard!" She listened to him moan as if in ecstasy.

Melanie's mind recoiled from the sudden realization as she remembered the times that Tony had tried to push her mouth down on his hugely throbbing cock… Jeannie must be taking his… prick… into her mouth! Oh, God, how could she bring herself to do it? Melanie tried, even though revulsion swept through her, to imagine what it would be like to have such a huge hot prick jammed in between her lips!

Melanie covered her own mouth protectively, letting the lewd vision of Jeannie's widely ovalled lips clasped around his thick glistening cock form itself in perfect detail in her mind, but her lewd thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a voice whose identity was unmistakable, the girl called Liza! "Oooooh, lover, lick it good, eat me, eat me!" Melanie's mind reeled as she tried to understand what was happening, but the obvious answer seemed just too incredible. Jeannie, Slim, the cowboy and Liza were all fucking in the same room at the same time! What kind of a health "spa" was Sunshine Spa? Oh God, it was more depraved and shameless than she had ever imagined. How could they stand to have anyone else watching while they did those nasty things with their mouths on one another's cocks and pussies! Shocked as she was, Melanie couldn't pull her head away from the door, her eyes opening wider as she understood the reasons for all the sucking sounds and soft moans. The very same man who had been rubbing his hotly throbbing cock all over her cunt, while they had been dancing, was now burying his face in Liza's naked pussy and slithering his tongue obscenely up the welcoming walls of her hungrily devouring cunt. How could the elegant, intelligent brunette allow him to do such a lewd thing to her pussy?