And later it was Jane, on an animal impulse, kneeling over Mona's eagerly arching vagina and lowering her head to lick the woman's erect little clitoral bud while Jeff urged her on. She sank her face down into Mona's hungrily writhing cunt and licked and sucked for all she was worth. Behind her nakedly kneeling body, Jeff grabbed the young blonde's swaying ass cheeks and thrust his long thick cock far up into her wetly welcoming cunt again. She felt its searing tip soar up through her spasmodically working vaginal walls until it struck the tip of her cervix. It was all too much!
The thought of behaving in such an animal way, of being so whorish, drove Jane out of her mind with joy… things she had always wanted to do and have done to her… and there was absolutely nothing she wouldn't do. Jeff fucked her from behind, forcing her face down between his wife's widespread thighs, while Mona seized Jane's long, blonde hair and ground her hips up, enveloping Jane's cheeks and neck in a torturous thigh-hugging embrace that buried the woman's tongue to the depths in her wildly undulating cunt.
Jeff began fucking into the kneeling young blonde's tight little pussy with body-jolting thrusts. Suddenly, like a crack of thunder, Jane came! It was abrupt, and after all the time she'd waited, it rocked and convulsed in a pleasure so sweet and intense her body turned to liquid, became limp and, with a long expiring groan, she collapsed… only to be resurrected.
It wasn't over! Jeff was breathing hard, his face contorted as he continued fucking the young blonde wife even harder now that he had made her cum once.
"That's it, do it, Jeff! Fuck Janie… fuck the daylights out of her… she needs it… poor baby!" Mona urged her husband on.
Then both women's voices were chanting, driving him on to new heights of fucking. The ravaged young blonde had become a little more than a sex machine after the night's nonstop orgy, and even though morning light now seeped through the windows to the guest room, she found herself wildly excited again!
Dawn announced itself with a growl from Jeff, as though the sun rising on the California coast had coaxed the young blonde man into demonical release. He roared and held Jane so tight she felt she couldn't breathe. Then she felt his hot gushing sperm splurge deep into her hungrily milking cunt.
Still it wasn't over!
It was Jeff who now lay watching as Mona licked Jane's lust-ravished cum filled pussy. It was Jeff who said, "Do it… Mona, eat it… suck it… suck her cunt!"
They became wilder and wilder. None of them cared what they did, and half the time Jane couldn't tell who was doing what to whom. Moreover… she didn't care. She felt no shame, only an all consuming lust. No longer did they have to tell or even urge her on to suck Jeff s cock or lick Mona's cunt… all that was left was her own imagination to find new, more lewdly forbidden things to do to each other.
Finally… she found herself kneeling erect on the center of the bed. Jeff was hunched up behind her, his ramrod cock pressed hard against her smooth fleshed buttocks. His hands reached around from behind and cupped her obscenely dangling breasts while Mona, kneeling in front of her, was licking and sucking her hardened nipples like a child savoring two delicious ice cream treat's. Jeff s hotly throbbing cock probed at the tight puckered ring of Jane's anus, but didn't enter. He pressed his rubbery cock-head at the tiny anal mouth, pushing back and forth ever so slightly while Mona reached under to saw her fingers in and out of Jane's sperm-drenched cunt. With a feeling of disappointment he realized the orgy had momentarily taken its toll; his prick was still hard enough to fuck a passion-drenched cunt, but not hard enough to push through Jane's tight little anal ring.
"Later, baby, later!" he promised her and himself
Jane was relaxing, enjoying everything. Never, not even in the Leyton's apartment with Bob and Larry, when she had cum, had she experienced such an all-consuming, lascivious passion. Her eyes were closed and tiny moans of delight escaped her trembling lips Bright sunlight poured through the guest room, issuing in another day, new beginnings that were heralded by the naked perspiring figures on the bed who groaned as they approached a state of utter, sensual collapse. And another figure, Matt Lange, picked himself up from the hall floor of the Allan's apartment and surreptitiously went back to his own empty apartment.
CHAPTER SIX
Jane didn't wake up the next day until the early afternoon. She was alone in the Allan's apartment when she awoke and was thankful for this small mercy. Matt, too had gone to work by the time she arrived at her own apartment. She was still exhausted but strangely stimulated from the debauched evening she had spent, first with Larry Leyton and then Bob Weston in one bed, followed by the orgy with Mona and Jeff Allan.
Her only worry now was facing Matt. Jane had no idea that Matt had crouched in the hallway of the Allan's apartment and watched as the three of them had lowered all the barriers of Jane's sexual inhibitions gradually getting to a place where Jane needed no help from the Allan's. Her sex-starved imagination went to work overtime.
She went over several stories that she could make up because she was expecting that he would hold an inquisition when he got home from work. She was wandering around the apartment in a panic when the telephone rang.
"Hi, Janie… it's Nancy."
Jane's heart sank. Was Nancy going to accuse her? Oh, God, how horrible, I could just die, she thought. How am I ever going to face seeing any of my neighbors again.
"Hi, Nancy," she said cautiously.
"You feeling okay today? What I'm calling for is to tell you that you left a gold bracelet over here last night.
"Oh, thank you very much, Nancy," she said relief flooding all over her.
"I understand you had a pretty wild night last night… welcome to the club!"
"You're not angry or anything, Nancy?" she asked hesitantly.
"Good God, no… I went off with our family doctor last night… I was serious when I told you yesterday that we do this all the time… I'm glad you got into it… maybe we can have a four-way one night with you and Matt..
"Frankly, Nancy, Matt doesn't know anything about it… he was home in bed while I was whoring around… I have no idea what I'm going to tell him. what if he wants a divorce????"
"Don't be so melodramatic… what makes you think he was home guarding the home fires anyway?"
"Well… where else would he be?"
"Janie… I'm not going to tell tales out of school but don't let him get self-righteous on you… or I'll tell you a thing or two..
"What are you talking about?"
"Listen, I'm sure at sometime, Matt is going to tell you exactly what occurred last night… it's none of my business… I just don't want you to worry or have any guilt feelings about what you did last night… I hope it was a satisfying experience for you
"It certainly was that… satisfying I mean…1 never knew anything could be so wonderful… oh, God… but how am I going to face Matt?
"I don't think… as I said before… that that's going to be any problem at all… just cool it… don't go making any dramatic confessions or anything like that… just let it come up naturally… he's not in any position to make accusations."
"Okay, Nancy, whatever you say, thanks for calling… I'm going to try and get myself together before he gets home from work… see you later, bye.."
Matt Lange's mind kept drifting back to last night with every spare moment at work. Mona. Allan had been just what the doctor ordered for Matt. There was an incredible, bursting energy to the woman plus an honest quality that told him she was only interested in having fun… sharing her bed for some casual sex… and nothing more.
Walking over to pick up some canvas for the sail he was working on, his mind raced over the events of the previous evening. One of his work mates asked for a tool and he passed it to him without looking up. He recalled how the exotic dark-haired Mona had seized his cock in her tiny little hand when she had pulled him into the swimming pool. And later in the Allan's bed in their apartment she had again held his cock tight and then drawn it to her lips, and sucked, and sucked until he thought he'd orgasm like a fire-hose into her pretty heart-shaped face. But he didn't… Christ, his old problem with Jane of getting so goddamn hot and bothered that he'd cum before he'd even begun to get his partner aroused seemed to have vanished… cured, either by the magically sucking sexy Mona, or by something mysterious within himself