"You take care of him with your mouth, Connie," Bob grunted as he patted the arm rest just above Connie's head and whistled to the dog.
"Mmmm," Connie groaned as Saber jumped up to the couch and started to climb onto her threshing body. "Turn him around," the brunette said.
Kathy watched eagerly as Bob moved the dog around until his jerking prick throbbed just above Connie's parted lips and his forepaws rested on the arm rest.
"Fuck me!" Kathy groaned as she spread her thighs as far apart as she could. Bob waited until his wife had raised her head and opened her mouth, clamping her thick lips around Saber's knotty, long red prick. Then he moved slightly and slid his head down, sticking his face into Kathy's crotch and making her cry in passion as he began to stroke her twitching reddened and throbbing clit. "Fuck Me! F-f-fuck m-m-meee!" Kathy shrieked. She couldn't wait much longer. The slurping sounds Connie was making as she blew Saber were turning her on more every second. She wanted to screech with passion.
"Unnghhhh!" Kathy groaned as Bob sank his teeth into her cunt-lips. He tugged at them, making her nerve endings send tremors through her body, Kathy could feel Bob's heavy breathing on her snatch. Then he moved down again, running the tip of his tongue along her cunt-lips and toward her ass-hole.
"Fuck me!" Kathy cried.
"Ggfffggfff!" Connie groaned, sucking loudly at Saber's prick.
"Shit, she's blown him off already," Bob said as she pushed the howling dog off the couch. Tiny drops of jizz still spurted out of the animal's prick as he jumped to the floor. "On your stomach," Bob said roughly to his wife as he reached under her and pushed her over.
"Ohhh, Godddd!" Connie cried in pain as Bob suddenly lurched between her legs and drove his cock hard against the tightly puckered shit-hole.
"Aiyhee," Connie cried out with delight and pain as his cock-head stretched her ass-hole. "GO SLOW, YOU FUCKER!" But Bob had other plans. He rammed the full length his cock into her shit-hole until its base jammed against her painfully stretched skin. He pulled back about halfway, only to drive his shaft back in again, slapping his balls noisily against Connie's trembling, white ass.
The woman's sobs of agony gradually turned to familiar groans of ecstasy, and began buck back in rhythm to Bob's plunging. Kathy watched hotly as the producer pumped his shit-slicked prick up and down, tearing at his wife's sucking, clenching ass-hole.
"Ohhhh!" Kathy cried in surprise as Bob suddenly pulled out of his wife's ass and jammed his cock into her cunt. Kathy shuddered in revulsion, knowing that his dick was probably covered with some of the brunette's shit. And now he was pumping it into her cunt. But his cock felt so good, and her cunt walls were clutching tighter and tighter around the hunching thick shaft. She squeezed and milked at the rod, trying to pump and suck the come from his balls.
"Yesss!" Kathy cried out. Bob leaned forward and sucked her nipples, bit her shoulder, and fucked his dick in and out of her squishing cunt. His breathing became heavier, then turned to irregular gasps as he closed his eyes and slammed his sweaty, hot groin against her raw cunt-lips.
Suddenly Bob yanked his cock out of her cunt drove it into Connie's ass-hole. Kathy heard about being left dry, and now she knew what it meant. The blonde had begun to feel her pussy contract, to feel a hard knot deep in her belly slowly begin to untie. Her tits were swelling and her nipples ached for relief when Bob tore out his cock and shoved it into his wife's ass-hole.
"Ahhh!" Connie screamed. Kathy sighed in relief. It sounded as if the woman the woman were shooting up to fast climax. That would mean that Bob would be back in her cunt soon and would be able to finish her up. "AIYEEE! NOO!" Connie finally shrieked as her cunt spasmed in a series of clit-shattering contractions. It was all over for her.
Bob moved quickly. In seconds he was in Kathy's cunt again. He jammed his fingers hard under her bouncing butt for her ass-hole and finally found it. Kathy felt her shitter quiver while Bob jammed two fingers in her hole, stabbing them in and out in time his cock's slamming rhythm. Kathy inhaled sharply as she braced herself for the final explosion she felt about to wrack her pussy.
"Ohhhh!" she groaned. Kathy's cunt was growing tighter all the time. She felt her pussy muscles tighten under Bob's erratic thrusts, felt them grip his cock so that it became difficult for him drive is prick in.
"N-n-nowwww!" Bob shrieked.
"Ahhhh!" Kathy screamed as she felt her pussy and ass-hole break into a simultaneous series of contractions. She bucked and screamed, nearly shoving all three of them off the couch as she felt herself floating into a world of vaporized snatch juice, come and sweat.
"Ohhhh, God!" Kathy finally managed as Bob yanked his cock out of her pussy.
"Well, I'd better get back home," Connie said smiling broadly at Kathy. "You and my husband can finish up."
"Both of you'd better go, and take Saber with you," Kathy said as she climbed off the couch after Connie. "I've got to study my part."
"Ah, yes," Connie said, pulling up her dress. "The show must go on. With this crew, it should be X-rated." Connie stroked Saber's big head and stared hotly at her husband's limp prick.
CHAPTER NINE
"Nervous honey?" Joe asked as he traced his fingers lazily across Kathy's slackening cunt-lips.
"Oh, God, yes," she said closing her eyes and trying to fight the fluttering feeling of panic that was making her stomach churn and rumble. Tonight was opening night. And even Joe's frenzied fucking a few seconds earlier hadn't been able to take the edge off.
"Well, I'll be out in the audience rooting for you," he said, kissing her lightly on the cheek before rolling off the bed and heading for the bathroom.
Kathy watched him disappear and felt a little guilty about her fucking around in the theatre. Would he understand if she told him how she'd been acting? Joe had never mentioned anything about introducing anything irregular or exotic into their love-making, although she was almost sure he was getting a little snatch on the side at his gym in Beverly Hills. Right now wasn't the time to talk about extra-marital affairs. But after the play, Kathy was sure that she'd have to come to a new understanding with Joe. She still loved her husband. But she knew that she was going to need more than just his prick to keep her satisfied.
"Better get dressed honey," Joe called out from the bathroom before he turned on the shower.
Kathy moved around the bathroom numbly, pulling on her clothes mechanically as she ran through her lines mentally. She prayed that she wouldn't freeze up on stage. There would be hundreds people in the audience. Maybe there would even be some scouts from the movie studios there. She heard that they sent people out to all the little theatre productions looking for new talent.
As she climbed into the car with Joe, Kathy dreamed of how she might be launched into a career of movies or television with this production.
"Hurry up, Kathy," Pete said as she walked into the back stage entrance of the theatre. "You're a little late," he said, looking Joe who'd walked in with her and was grinning sheepishly.
"Sorry," she mumbled nervously.
"We've got a full crowd out there. Lots of little old ladies," Pete said as Kathy turned around and smiled sickly at him.
"She's a little nervous," Joe said as he squeezed her hand. "I'll be out there, remember," he whispered as he walked away.
"Come on, Mrs. Murphy," the wardrobe mistress said as she pushed Kathy into the dressing room. "We've only got a few minutes to get you ready."
Kathy felt her heart throbbing crazily as Helen slipped on the costume and arranged her hair. She felt like a doll being directed around as she heard the call boy announce that the curtain would be going up in three minutes.