At their front door, when she had her hand on the knob and was ready to turn it, Wayne put his hand over hers and stopped her. He was standing close behind her, and through her blue wool skirt she could feel the hardness of his cock digging into the cheeks of her plump little ass. She wiggled her rump against his prick and smiled back over her shoulder at him.
"Honey, when I said I wanted you back on any terms, I meant it," he said, pressing his cock even harder against her ass while reaching around with one hand to feel her tits. "Before we go in, I'd better explain that to you. I've got a surprise for you."
The look on his face gave her a warning of what to expect. She reached back with one hand to feel his hard prick, and said, "This is the only cock I want now," but even as she said that she realized that he was determined. She listened to his hasty explanation.
He had decided that she was right and he was wrong. A couple could be bored to death by fucking only one another. There was no harm in having a little strange pussy or cock now and then. No harm at all. He had begun to realize that, Wayne said, when he told Jim and Karen Cartwright the reasons behind their separation and learned that the Cartwrights were into swinging. They claimed that it had strengthened their marriage, and they were in the house right now, waiting.
"If you're sure that's what you really want, Wayne," she said when he was finished. "I just don't want it to cause any more trouble between us. But I'll do any kind of fucking you want me to do."
They went into the house.
Jim Carpenter was naked on the sofa. He lay sprawled with his back resting in the curve of its arm. He had one leg extended on the sofa and his other foot resting on the floor, so that his legs were spread wide. His wife Karen was kneeling over him on the sofa, with her naked ass toward the door, and she was bending down to suck his cock. Kathy saw it slide deep into her mouth as they entered.
"Hey, Kathy! Glad you could make the party," Jim grinned and waved a hand at her, as casually as if he were welcoming her to dinner. He was a year older than Wayne, slim and dark, with black hair that now fell across his forehead. "Karen, think you can stop sucking cock long enough to say hello to our hostess?"
Karen Carpenter was a petite redhead, with small, sharply pointed tits and a boyishly round ass. She was wearing a man's dress shirt, unbuttoned; and nothing else. Kathy could see the lips of her cunt pouting out between her thighs as she bent to suck the cock of her husband, and for a moment it appeared that the redhead intended to ignore them and go on sucking. Then she lifted her head and smiled at Kathy.
"It's a damned good thing you got here," she said cheerfully. "Otherwise, these two studs might have fucked me to death."
She was not joking, Kathy realized. One look at her was all that was needed to know that she had been fucking and sucking both men, and probably for some time. And the house had its own story to tell. Bottles and glasses littered most surfaces, the ashtrays were filled to overflowing, and a large space had been cleared in the center of the floor, a space big enough for group fucking.
"Here comes old Kathy to the rescue," she said, and she began to undress.
By the time she had stripped to her panties and was hooking her thumbs in their elastic to tug them down, Wayne was out of most of his clothing and she could see his hard cock pushing against the front of his underwear. She tossed her panties into a pile with the rest of her clothing and reached down his shorts to clutch at his cock.
"I don't give a damn about the rest of it," she told him, "Just as long as I get fucked by your cock. You'll never know how much I've missed it."
"You'll get all the cock you can handle," he said, shedding the shorts and then pulling her close, holding her so that her plump little tits were mashed against his chest and the head of his cock was warm against her belly. "From now on, I promise you, you'll be getting plenty of cock."
With his one hand holding the round under curves of her ass and his other hand cupping her tit, he kissed her on the mouth. Then, as she began to suck at his tongue and her fingers became frantic on the thick hardness of his cock, he moved his lips down to her tit. He was tugging with his lips at the puckered nipple when she felt Jim moving up behind her.
"Not to interrupt the reunion," he said, laughing softly as the head of his cock touched Kathy's ass and his hands reached around to feel of her tits, "but you've got this old boy so hot he's about to bust his nuts from watching. Kathy, I've wanted to fuck you for at least five years. I don't think I can wait even five minutes longer. Man, what tits and ass!"
He continued rubbing his cock against her ass and stroking her tits with his hands as Wayne moved toward that cleared space in the center of the floor. As they sank to the carpet she kept her hand on Wayne's cock, but she allowed herself to be turned exactly the way he wanted. And what he wanted was soon clear.
"Get down over me and blow me," he said, his hands urging her into a kneeling position over his cock as he sprawled out on his back. "God! You'll never know how I've missed having you suck my cock!"
As she smiled at him and lowered her head to kiss the tip of his cock, Kathy felt Jim shifting about behind her. His knee was between her own, his hands lightly holding her tits, and she could feel his cock searching blindly for the entry to her cunt. She parted her lips and settled them over the head of her husband's prick.
It was the thickest cock she had ever sucked, so large in circumference that her jaws ached as she forced them wide to take it in her mouth. It seemed twice as thick as the cock she now felt parting the lips of her cunt, and she could barely wait until this scene was over and she was being fucked by it. She began sucking it in a way that she hoped would show how much she loved and needed it. She lapped, licked and sucked at it with all her skills.
"Man, what a pussy! What a tight little pussy!" she heard Jim chant from behind her, driving his cock at her cunt in a series of quick, choppy strokes, and only then did she dimly realize that she had begun to roll her ass in front of him. His prick plunged so deep that she could feel his cock hairs teasing her ass, and he grunted, "Baby, this pussy is as good as I always knew it would be!"
"And this pussy is hotter than it's ever been before," she heard Karen say. "Wayne, baby, I think you'd better eat it and cool it off before we catch the house on fire."
With her hands clutching Wayne's cock and balls, and Jim driving his prick at her cunt with strokes that came faster and faster, Kathy raised her head and looked up the length of her husband's naked body. She held his cock tight as she watched.
Karen was squatting above his face. The shirt she wore hung open to reveal her red-tipped, sharply pointed tits. Her smooth thighs were spread wide and the brownish pink lips of her pussy glistened wetly in the center of the coppery hair surrounding it. Wayne had his powerful arms around her thighs and was holding her easily as he raised his head to lap at her cunt.
Kathy could actually see his tongue licking at the dewy cunt. She could see it darting between the glistening lips, and she could hear Karen sighing happily as her pussy was eaten. She turned away and once again began sucking her husband's cock.
Now she held the head of it between her lips and licked it with her while using the fingers of one hand to slowly jack it off. With the fingers of her other hand she lightly caressed and squeezed his hairy balls.
"Faster! Jack me off just a little faster!" Wayne cried, his voice muffled. "And keep your lips around it so I can come in your mouth!"