The men gawked at her, then at each other.
“Both, of us?” Roger said at last. “What do you mean, honey? You can’t possibly ball both of us at once.”
“Oh, yes, I can,” Penny said with a mysterious grin. “You just do as I say, and everybody’ll get off. Okay?”
Roger laughed and shrugged. “I guess,” he said. “I mean, like Harry said, we don’t have much choice.”
“I’m game,” Harry said. “I’ll try anything once.”
“Then take off your clothes,” Penny purred, “both of you.”
While, the men undressed, Penny quickly skinned out of her clothes for the second time that evening. Again it didn’t take very long. The tight jersey went off over her head and sailed into a corner, leaving her thick chestnut hair tousled and her huge milky-white tits wobbling. She eased out of her stretch pants and kicked them aside, then quickly drew down her panties, uncovering her lush glossy brown bush. She flopped onto Harry’s big bed. She was ready.
“Jeeze, you guys are slow,” she said.
With a lazy yawn, she stretched and relaxed, letting her long legs go wide apart to reveal her wet shining scarlet slit. Karen, looking with fascination through the keyhole, could see her oozing cunt mouth, the bright red button of her clit, and the fringe of brown curls around her whole swollen wet pussy. Penny’s gash was glowing, rich and mature.
Roger was the first man to join her, but his long slim pale prick was completely limp, flopping lazily against his thigh as he climbed onto the bed. Penny frowned at the doughy pale dick, and Roger looked down at it with a sheepish grin. It went to sleep on his belly as he lay down.
“Sorry about that,” he said, “but you know once a day is my speed, honey.”
“I’ll take care of that,” Penny said grimly. “You just lie back and relax, darling, and I’ll have you hard in no time…”
She bent low over him, and then Karen could hear lewd wet sucking noises. From her angle she couldn’t see what Penny was doing, but it was quite obvious that the lush-bodied brunette was sucking her husband’s cock. Her head bounced up and down over his lap, she was making loud slurping and sucking sounds—and Roger was going out of his head with pleasure.
“Ahhhhh, Christ, yeah,” Roger yelped. “That feels great, honey.”
Meanwhile Harry had finished undressing and was watching the scene with some amusement. His cock, too, was limp and useless after the furious orgy on deck. He wandered over to the bed, prick wagging, and climbed on beside Roger. His grin widened. He seemed to get a kick out of watching Penny blow her husband.
“Hey, doll,” he said, “I hope you got time for me, too.”
“Uhmmm,” Penny muttered.
Karen’s heart locked. So Penny hadn’t been kidding. She really did intend to take on both men at once. The idea excited Karen hotly. In her brand-new career of adultery, it was something she hadn’t even considered yet—making love to more than one man at a time. It made her pussy go all hot and wet and swollen just to think about it. Of course it was a very wicked thing to do—and she could hardly wait to see how Penny did it.
After a few moments of slurping and sucking and gurgling, Penny raised her head from her husband’s lap, and his cock slipped from her mouth, spit-wet and gleaming and thoroughly stiff. It pointed right up at the ceiling, wagging heavily. Penny permitted herself a grin of triumph. Then she rolled over onto her back, huge pale tits jiggling.
“Okay, Harry, your turn,” she said with a naughty grin. “You kneel over me—yeah, like that and I’ll suck your dick. Roger, while I’m blowing Harry, you ball me, okay?”
The two men began to chuckle. At last they understood how Penny intended to carry off her boast. Harry quickly straddled her mountainous tits, his butt just brushing her boobs, and he laid his soft pale peter on her lips. Penny teasingly licked it with her shiny pink tongue while Roger got into position, kneeling between her legs.
Roger gingerly bent his swollen meat till the engorged dark head was touching the bubbling little mouth of his wife’s hungry cunt. He wedged the fat cock-head inside, penetrating her about an inch, and Penny gave a squeal of excitement. With both men mounted over her, she was about to take cock in two places, just as she’d said she would.
“Okay, I’m ready,” said Roger.
“Then do it to me, honey,” Penny moaned, “fuck me. Oh, yeah, yeah, ohhhhhh.”
She moaned blissfully as Roger thrust his rigid pale dick into her, and Karen, watching raptly at the keyhole, saw the long white sausage quickly disappear between the fat pink lips of Penny’s cunt. Then Penny opened her red-glossed lips and sucked Harry’s limp dick into her mouth, taking it clear to the balls. She began to suck on it loudly and ravenously.
“Awwwwww,” Harry yelped. “Christ, Roger, your wife sure knows how to eat cock.”
“Yeah, she does,” Roger panted, “and she’s got a damned hot box, too. Ohhhhh, man!”
Karen felt big streams of hot pussy juice running down her legs as she watched the three-way scene on Harry’s bed. She wanted very much to be in Penny’s place, to take two stiff cooks at once. Well, maybe some day she would. Soon she was going to have to have a talk with Phil about their unsatisfactory marriage, and if he didn’t shape up, there’d be a divorce. She’d be free to do whatever kinky thing she wanted.
But she didn’t want a divorce. She just wanted Phil to gel better in bed. She wished he could share her excitement at watching other couples balling, learning new things. Maybe Luann was teaching him something new. Maybe with Luann he could finally get over his hang-ups. She prayed it would happen, that their marriage would be saved.
Sighing, horny and envious, Karen knelt and watched through the keyhole, watched the two stiff wet cocks zipping in and out of Penny’s mouth and cunt—and then suddenly Karen felt a hand going up her dress. She almost fainted with fright. She was about to scream when another hand clamped over her mouth.
“Quiet,” Manuel whispered. “No need for us to alarm anyone. Just come with me.”
She didn’t have much choice. With one hand on her tender pussy, he pressed hard and had her walking on tiptoe. The other hand stifled her cries of alarm and protest. He guided her quickly down to the end of the corridor and into his private cabin. Only then did he take his hand off her mouth.
“My God,” Karen gasped, “you didn’t have to be so rough. And you didn’t have to scare me to death.”
Manuel chuckled as he switched on a small bedside lamp. “Sorry. I just wanted to be sure I got you here. I didn’t want any arguments.”
“Wells, I’m here,” Karen said with irritation.
“Now what do you want?”
He grabbed her wrist and pulled her over to him, pressed his body against hers, and began to kiss her face and neck, wet little kisses that involved the tip of his tongue. Karen felt her body starting to melt. She simply couldn’t resist the handsome steward.
“I’ve seen you spying before,” Manuel chuckled. “I’ve seen you looking through keyholes and watching others make love.”
“Oh, my God,” Karen gasped, blushing with shame.
“No, no, it’s all right,” he said quickly. “You’re just curious, and if they don’t know, it won’t hurt them. But the thing is this, Karen—no matter how much you watch or how many different things you see, there’s no substitute for experience. Some things you can only learn by doing.”
“I see,” Karen said dryly. “And you propose to teach me something?”
“Yes,” said Manuel, running his strong hands up and down her, curvy body. “Your education isn’t complete yet, Karen. There are still some things to learn, interesting games to teach that boring husband of yours.”