John Friday - Willing wife swappers

Soon, Ellen thought behind her sultry smile. Soon you and I will share more than Don's beautiful big cock!

George stood naked behind the bar, deep in thought. He splashed more champagne into the long-stemmed glasses and returned with them on a tray. "I have a great idea!" he said as he knelt beside the lounging trio.

Don groaned in pretended agony and said, "I don't give a damn what it is, George – right not I'm too tired. I haven't got strength enough to fuck your wife or mine right now… I'm just going to lie here and see which one can get me hard again first."

"You bastard!" Kathy said with a leering grin. "I might just let Ellen have your withered prick and see what I can do with George. I was so timid the first tune… but not any more."

"Or," Ellen said, "Kathy and I could each suck the other's cunt and let both your damn cocks drool with envy."

Kathy felt a tingle of forbidden delight. Though still basking in glowing rapture from wild new sexual thrills, the idea of another woman's mouth closed warmly on her little blonde pussy slit stirred some untouched nerve. She never would have thought of such a thing herself, never would have dared to suggest it if she had… but somehow she knew her trembling legs would part gladly to feel the gentle writhing of Ellen's long, silky tongue.

And, Kathy thought as her own tongue darted around in her mouth, I might like eating cunt too! Especially if Don had just fucked Ellen. Kathy had discovered the sensuous jay of sucking hot cock cream. She savored the sticky aftertaste and now could hardly wait to gulp down another of her husband's gushing loads. It would be a double thrill if she lapped cum from the musky hollow of Ellen's black furred pussy.

George read the gleam flashing slyly in Kathy's eyes. "There's almost no end to what the four of us can do," he said with a smile as he passed the wine around.

Don's mind sank into the gloom he'd felt when they first met. "We can't buy a house," he said in a sullen drone.

"We can't, Ellen and me – not and have enough money left to enjoy life. You and Kathy can't either," he agreed. "But we could buy a house the four of us together."

Kathy looked at him strangely, still toying with Don's cock and stroking the back of Ellen's hand while she cupped and fingered his balls. "Two couples in one house?"

"Why not?" Ellen asked. She jiggled Don's balls excitedly with her fingertips and smiled as his cock began to swell in the grip of Kathy's anxious hand. "Those are big houses. We'd have more room than we do now… and more fun too!"

"Sure!" Kathy said. "And the house and yard work would only be half, because we could share it!" Kathy set down her glass and reached boldly for the long cock resting thick and warm in George's lap.

She felt a reaction like an electric shock. With Don's growing prick in one hand and George's in the other, it was like touching two jolting live wires. The silent energy of two pricks shot through her lithe body, causing her head to sway in a dreamy circle as her eyes drifted shut.

Two cocks! One in each hand. The tingling jolt was almost more than she could stand. Sweet juices began to flow in her downy cunt slit, Ellen caught the scent and the hungry look in her half closed eyes. Wetting her lips, she moved closer to the slender blondes inviting little pussy slit.

Don felt the increased tension in Kathy's grasp. Her coiled hand pumped faster on the long shaft of his cock, thumping on its hairy base, jarring his balls still gripped in the soft stroking magic of Ellen's wavering fingers.

"It's crazy," Don said at last. "Two couples can't buy the same ho… aaaagh!" The double hand job was driving him wild. He spread his arms and reached impulsively, one toward Kathy on the left, the other toward Ellen on the right.

"I don't see why not," George said. "Partnerships are arranged in business all the time." His voice remained business-like despite the tangled display forming before his eyes.

Don capped one of Kathy's perky, well-formed tits with his left hand, one of Ellen's creamy, softer tits with his right. Don loved to squeeze tit, but never had he felt anything as wild as this mismatched pair. Both women squealed sharp cries when he thumbed their nipples in tight spirals.

"The fucking bank would never go for a deal like that," Don said sadly. The idea appealed to him already, having two eager but very different females under one roof.

"Banks suck money like I suck cunt," George said, sounding little like a businessman now. His eyes flashed from Ellen to Kathy and back, wondering which one to take first – the restless, still slightly shy golden-haired cunt or the soft and sultry dark pussy slit fringed in a collar of black fur.

Why not both? George downed the last of his champagne, licked the delicious tart taste from his lips and then reached out with both hands – his long middle fingers extended.

"Uuungh!" Kathy groaned. Then she shivered as she heard Ellen's echoing cry. At home in their small apartment with its paper-thin walls, she had at times heard another woman's anguished cries. It excited her, listening to the low, soft moans of pleasure that filtered into the room or to the tense wails that seemed to rip right through the wall. But never had she heard another woman's hot breathed responses so near and so alive.

"Do you really think we could do it?" Kathy asked. Having two hot cocks and Ellen's sultry lips all hungry for her cunt at once, it seemed too good to be true!

"I'm sure we can," George said, tensing with delight as he probed two cunts at once with his wiggling fingertips. Kathy's snug little pussy hollow shivered tightly. Ellen's grip came sleek and warm, muscles rippled in rolling waves.

"I know the vice president in charge of mortgage loans at the bank," George said. "I'll call first thing in the morning."

"Ooooh," Kathy moaned in squirming joy.

"Good!" she heard Ellen say with an anxious grunt.

Ellen leaned toward Kathy, slowly so as not to disturb Don's nipple ringing grip on her tit or dislodge George's plunging finger from her slinky cunt. One of Kathy's sharply coned tits hung free, and the raven-haired woman felt a surging hunger deep in her throat.

"Aaaah," Kathy gasped, assuming it was one of the men feeding hungrily on her shapely tit. "Hhhoooo!"

The sweeping tongue strokes were more subtle and restrained than anything George had done, and still somehow they were wilder and more voracious than Don's anxious demands. "Ellen?" she gasped.

She nodded her head, tugging on Kathy's taut nipple with lip-shrouded teeth, twisting her nipple slowly before she pulled away. Ellen's inky-black hair swept down to cover Kathy's quaking pussy mound and brush the back of the hand George kept twisting and driving into her cunt.

"Ooooh, shit!" the little blonde screamed. Don held one firm tit in his demanding grasp, milking her tit as he swirled the bulging nipple. George dove to seize the other tit while it still sheened from the lash of Ellen's tongue.

Ellen's flicking tongue followed the silky brush of her long hair, down Kathy's heaving belly to the soft pad of blonde cunt fuzz gleaming wet and bright beneath George's hand. He cased to one side, twisting and hooking his finger in Kathy's pussy, clearing a path of Ellen's grinding lips that marched down on the nub of her clit.

"Aaaagggghhhh!" Kathy roared. The three of them all attacked her at once, mouthing and probing until her shattered nerves began to scream and clang the sound of ringing joy in her ears. "I… I can't stand it!" she wailed, "Not three of you at once!"

She sagged back on the fleecy rug, and that added a fourth sensuous tingle. "Hhhgggh," Kathy groaned, losing her grip on Don's cock… fingers limp and fluttering.

Something like the pack instinct of wild dogs seized them all. With excited growls and gnashing teeth, they all swarmed at once on their willing victim. Kathy could only, whimper and moan with raging joy, stunned and shaken by the intensity of their triple attack.