Anna gulped it down happily.
And, as usual, drinking cum made her horny.
She looked hopefully at Harris' dick, but it had started to droop following his come.
"Damn it, Valerie," she wailed. "I got to have some head and I got to have it right now!"
She crawled over to the desk and slid up beside Jayne, stretching out beside her and entwining their adjoining thighs together. This action brought their twats close together – and transported cunt-hungry Valerie to Seventh Heaven! If one cunt was bliss, two were unspeakable ecstasy. She began to alternate between the two pussies, her head ducking into one crotch and then the other. She gave Jayne's blonde cunt a tongue lashing, then switched across to drive her head into Anna's dark-haired pussy. Her whole face was awash with turn juice.
Gurgling like a glutton at a feast, she slurped and nicked with absolute joy.
She made Anna come.
She swallowed her cunt juice and concentrated on Jayne once again. Anna could hear the moist, loving sounds that she was making in that sodden snatch and it, made her horny again. It was making Harris horny again, as well, as he leaned over and watched the oral action with fascination.
Jayne came in a creamy deluge.
Valerie drained her lovebox, licked it dry and, insatiable cuntsucker that she was, started to work on Anna once more.
Anna and Jayne, although neither of them were lesbians or even bi-sexual, had started to play with each other's tits just for the hell of it. They kissed, swapping tongues, and rubbed their hot-tipped titties together.
And lesbians or not, they enjoyed the hell out of it.
Then Harris, with a brand new hard-on, knelt down behind Valerie and slipped his prong up her sodden and wide-open gash, plowing in to the hilt.
Valerie gasped.
She had never had a cock up her cunt before, although she had fooled around with an odd dildo, having been a lesbian from her earliest experiences. She stiffened and started to demand that he withdraw from her. She expected to hate the sensation. She had always imagined that she would hate having her pussy stuffed with pecker.
But, with her mouth already open to protest, she faltered in amazement.
Why… it feels wonderful! she realized.
And then, because her mouth was already wide open, she cramped it back onto Jayne's flooded cunt and began to suck with hearty appetite.
And Harris poured her first-ever fuck into her and changed her future sex life.
From then on, although she still sucked a cunt whenever she got the opportunity, Valerie Parker also fucked every man she met and learned how to suck a cock expertly – for what was a cock, really, but a huge clit? Her past experience was very useful in learning the art of blowing dicks – and her sex life was stimulating, to say the least.
Anna, being Anna, was totally unaffected by the cluster fuck-suck at the office party and continued to fuck every man she could and to let a few select women eat her out.
But Jayne was astounded at how much she had enjoyed being sucked off by a woman and, also, how thrilling it had been to kiss Anna and to play with her tits.
She had forgotten all about her husband's infidelity.
She remembered it again, as she sat in the back of the taxi, on her way home after the party had ended. But she was no longer distressed or hurt or jealous. In fact, she was glad that it had happened. If she hadn't learned that he was cheating on her, she might never have known the joys of infidelity or the ecstasy of having a woman go down on her.
She decided she wouldn't mention it to Jonathon.
If he brought the subject up, she would just laugh it off as one of those things that happen. But Jayne was wondering about something else.
She could not have failed to notice how much pleasure Valerie had derived from the sucking of pussy and Jayne was intrigued by it. She had never thought about doing a thing like that, before.
Now, she was curious, eager – and hot – to do some cunt sucking herself.
She wasn't at all sure if she would enjoy it. But she was damned sure that she wanted to find out.
The problem was in finding a girl on whom she could go down. She didn't know any lesbians other than Valerie, and she didn't dare suggest it to any of her friends or neighbors. She was too timid to go to a lesbian bar and make a pick up, so she foresaw a great deal of difficulty in finding a snatch that she could. And she knew that she was going to be a bundle of frustration until she sucked a cunt.
Jonathon was wondering where in hell his wife was and why she had not come rushing home.
He was also fucking Shirley up the ass.
They had already fucked in all of the normal positions and done plenty of sucking, and only buggery remained. Shirley was keen on the idea and Jonathon, who had never stuck his cock up an asshole before, was curious.
He'd placed his cockhead against her ass.
"Are you sure this won't hurt?" he asked, solicitously, supposing that she, too, was new to the game.
"Hell, no," said the nymphette. "I've had miles of prick up my asshole… get on with it!"
Jonathon slipped his cock up her ass. It went in easily and fluidly. He had a momentary qualm as he speculated on what effect digestive juices might have on a dock, but that passed as her tight asshole began to suck on his dick. It was tighter than her cunt, and thrilling.
He pounded the prick up her ass with vigor. He had just spilled another load of cum into her – the first in that particular hole, but the last of many – when he heard the taxi stop out side.
Thanking his lucky stars that he had already shot his wad, he yanked his dick out of Shirley's asshole. She yelped as he almost turned her shitter inside out. A trickle of cum ran from her asshole down into her crotch.
She hadn't heard the taxi stop.
Getting buggered had been enjoyable, but it had meant that her pussy had been vacant far a few minutes. Because she was that sort of girl, that meant she was randy again.
She said, "Still got a hard-on? Or are you gonna give me some more head?"
But Jonathon was already dashing to the closet.
"Don't forget what you have to tell my wife!" he cried, as he drew the door closed, leaving it slightly ajar so that he could hear what was said and know that the nymphette was telling the proper lies.
Shirley was distraught.
What a prick he is, she thought. I let him suck the shit out of my asshole, then he leaves me without so much as a lick! Her cunt was frothy and steaming. She rolled onto her back and raised her knees and gazed down, watching the steam rise from her overheated crotch. I'll have to jerk off, she thought. She knew it would be an awkward situation if his wife walked in and found her playing with herself, but she couldn't be worried about that. She had to come and that was what mattered. Anyhow, it would add credence to her story. If she was finger fucking herself, it would seem as if Jonathon hadn't been fucking her – to a stranger who did not know how voracious her sexual appetite happened to be.
She began to play with her pussy with both hands, rubbing the clit with one hand while she finger fucked her creamy gash with the other.
And that was the sight that presented itself to Jayne when she walked into the bedroom.
"Don't bother me now," Shirley said, desperately clawing at her pussy.
Jayne looked around the room.
"You must be Shirley," she said.
"Yeah. Well, I can explain about that… but let me finish this handjob first, okay?"
"Where is my husband?"
"He ain't here. He's gone out."
A strange light came into Jayne's eyes. She stared at the frantically masturbating nymphette speculatively.