Jeremy Baker - The Harlot Seed

"Oh damn," Chuck muttered, but allowed her to lead him into his own yard and up to the back porch. She felt his resistance there, and he still hung back a little as she dragged him to the doorway of the living room.

Her breath caught in her throat as he saw them in the lighted room, saw their naked bodies intertwined in the embrace of love. She'd been right; they were a beautiful couple.

Stella was straddling Bill, and her back was to them as they stood transfixed and watched. Regina could see the polished red shaft of her husband's cock sliding in and out of the black-haired cunt lips, see the slow movement of his balls. Mostly, she could see the spread thighs and rounded ass cheeks of Stella Baker.

Regina felt Chuck's hands clench hers so tightly that she was hurt, but she made no sound that carried over the muffled beating of her heart.

She knew what Chuck was feeling, for the same violent emotions were racing through her own head, her own body. They were both seeing their mates fucking someone else, actually witnessing the frenzied screwing of a man and woman who meant so much to them.

But Stella was grinding sensuously upon Bill's upright prick, and Bill was stroking her hips gently as they fucked, so Regina could not help but feel the love that flowed from the interlocked bodies. The sex was strong, too-the lust and lasciviousness that hung about the fucking pair like an aura.

Regina had never been so turned on, and she felt every pore of her body, each hair and crevice and tender part of skin and flesh and tissue. Her eyes were wide and a pulse beat insanely in her throat as she stared at the man she loved and the woman who was her best friend.

Stella lifted her ass and the greasy rod was exposed; she lowered it gently, twisting, and the long cock was buried in her richly-haired pussy.

Beside her, Chuck whispered tensely: "Look at her ride his cock. She fucks slow like that, grinds and squeezes her tight pussy on a prick; she's still almost as tight as a girl, and she loves to fuck. You can see that she really loves to ride his meat."

As quietly, she said to him in turn, "Does it bother you, seeing another man's meat in your wife's cunt?"

"Yes," he said, "but not the way I always figured it would. It's-it's kind of like his cock was mine, and like I want him to see and feel and know what a wonderful fuck she is. I'm proud of my wife, and how else can my friend really know how wonderful she is, unless he fucks her?"

Regina nodded and let go of his hand so that she could reach to find his prick, hidden in his slacks. It was rock-hard and bulging, even though he had released a tremendous load of semen only minutes before.

She caressed his cock, zipped down his fly and took it out into her fingers, cuddling its velveted iron warmth.

"That's right," she said, "I feel very much like that, as if I was sharing something very precious. Not losing anything, but enriching it through the sharing."

His hand lifted from around her waist and cupped her tit. "She's giving him a long, slow fuck. The inside of Stella's cunt is like hot satin now, all slippery and slidy around his prick."

"Yes," she breathed in answer. "And by the way she's shaking that lovely little ass, she's close to coming. Bill, too-if you watch how his balls are beginning to jerk up and down."

"Wow," Bill murmured, "a guy's prick just about to go off inside my wife's sweet pussy. I may cream in your hand, Regina."

She stopped masturbating him. "Save it, darling. Oh look-look!" And then they both fell silent because the others were talking.

Stella Baker cried out: "I'm coming, Bill! Oh you nice hard bastard-I'm coming!"

And Bill Abbott answered, "D-darling-me, too! My prick is letting it go-here comes my cream, Stella. I'm coming in your hot snatch-pumping you full of my come!"

They blurred together then, twisting and hunching, and Regina heard the slap-slap of her husband's balls as they bounced up to bang into the gyrating crack of Stella's polished ass. Bill's fingers dug into her waist, and his mouth lifted up to suck in the dangled offering of her tit. Sloshing noises rose from their crotches, and their moans were background to the liquid pounding.

Regina squeezed hard on Chuck's stiff cock; together, they watched their mates shudder to completion, his wife and her husband in the throes of orgasm, coming grandly and in wild spasms. It was beautiful, she thought; it was lovely.

She didn't quite have the nerve to just walk in on them; the shock might have been too great for all concerned. Regina had wanted to do it, very much. She had balanced for a ragged moment upon the precipice, needing to just leap naked into a tangle with Stella and Bill, and to drag in Chuck, also.

But of course, that wouldn't have worked at all. Not yet. There could have been complications-guilt and shock and embarrassment. Backing away, she had saved them all that, spared them the agonies of indecision.

"Come on," she hissed to Chuck, and still holding him by the prick, led him tiptoeing past the collapsed pair on the living room floor. Since she knew their house almost as well as her own, Regina steered Chuck into the nearest bedroom, one right off the hall where they could peep out at their spouses and not be seen themselves.

"Lie down here with me," she said softly. "I'll put one leg over you and we can lie here side by side, screwing while they recover their strength. Since they didn't hear us come in, and since your wife knows I'm fucking you, she won't be worried about the length of time we're gone. Of course, we'll have to break up this good screwing before all the kids come home, but there's hours until then."

With the head of his prick at the wet entrance to her pussy, Chuck Baker said, "Stella knows I've been laying you?"

"Sure-that's how she and I set you two guys up tonight."

"That's sneaky," he said, and gave a sudden thrust that forced his cock inside her damply willing cunt.

With an answering wiggle of her crotch, Regina said, "So is that. Let's just lie here and fuck quietly, until they get it on again out there.

They will, before too long; they're just getting to know each other-like we did, in the beginning, remember?"

Chuck worked his shaft inside the clinging hotness of her welllubricated pussy. "That was only a couple of days ago, baby. Hey-they're beginning to stir around; Stella's climbing off him now, and man-look at his cock, all slick and gleaming-still some come drops on the head of it, too."

Regina watched every move of the other couple, wishing that they could be side by side, even touching. A shudder rippled through her then, as she imagined the wildest thing ever-all four of them fucking happily away, and changing partners back and forth.

Her cunt gripped Chuck's prick and massaged it; rolling her hips, she pulled his thrusts deeper into herself, grinding her pelvis into his while he fondled her ass, while he nuzzled her throat.

He said, "She's kissing him, lying on top of him and playing with his cock. Stella does that sometimes, usually when she hasn't been entirely satisfied and means to go down on me-on him, now. Man, man; that's it!

She's going to eat your husband's prick."

"How nice," Regina said, squirming on his prick. "This will be another first for Bill-he's never been eaten by another woman. In fact, he's only been eaten once, by me; but he's learned to like it."

Chuck stroked into her, his cock hard and long, bigger around than her husband's tool, bigger and longer than his son's penis. Guiltily, she remembered Carey and the boy's sex hunger for her. And maybe for someone else, she recalled, but put that out of her mind for the moment. There were too many things going on right now for her to be dwelling on future possibilities. One way or the other, young Carey Baker would get all the fucking he could handle.