"God," Randy said. "Don't forget about me. I'm about to come!"
Judy didn't want him to come. Not yet. She motioned to Trish to stand up and they walked to the couch together. Randy was cursing as he came after them.
"No." Judy held up her hand. "Stay there and watch. We're really going to make you hot."
"Jesus!" Randy moaned. He stood still. Judy pushed Trish down on the couch and she started running her tongue over Trish's titties. Trish's titties started swelling with lust. Judy ran her tongue down Trish's tender stomach making Trish's hot flesh quiver.
Judy wondered how much Randy could stand and she got her answer soon enough. Barely had her lips touched Trish's pussy before she felt Randy joining them.
"I've got to have you," he said. "I can't wait any more. I've got to fuck."
Judy felt his stiffness at the entrance to her pussy and then she gasped as he plunged into her hot cunt with one hard stroke. He paused only a second and then he began to slam his hard cock into her.
"Oh yes!" she groaned. "Do it to me. Slam that big hunk into me."
She was stretched out on top of Trish and Trish was grinding her cunt against Judy's each time Randy stoked her. It was like being a human sandwich. She would have liked it better if she had been facing Randy but it didn't really matter.
She protested as Randy came out of her cunt and then Judy felt Trish jump. Judy realized what Randy had done. He had pulled his cock out of her and slammed it into Trish's cunt. Then his cock was slamming into Judy again.
It was hard to believe but Randy was fucking both of them!
"Oh Randy, baby!" she groaned. "Oh Randy, that's nice! Your cock's so nice!"
It was unlike anything she had experienced.
"Ummmm," Trish said, as his cock slammed into her again. "I think I'm going to come! I can't wait any more. I'm going to come! Oh Jesussss!"
Randy gave her a few more strokes as her juices flooded against him and then his cock was back in Judy. Judy realized he was getting excited and so was she. It was getting near the time for both of them to climax.
"Give it to me," Judy cried. "Give it to me hard! Oh God, I'm coming. I can feel you squirting. You're filling me up! It's nice! How nicccceeee!"
The three of them collapsed together as their juices mingled.
"That was fantastic," Randy said.
It was great but Judy still wasn't satisfied. She wanted to taste cum and so she pushed Randy down to the floor. She put her head in his lap and kissed the head of his cock.
"I want to eat you, Randy," she said.
"Sure, baby," he said.
She opened her mouth and sucked his cock into her throat. It was small at first but she felt him stirring. She also felt Trish's fingers touch her titties.
"Suck him," Trish said. "Suck him until he comes. I want to see his come in your mouth."
Randy let Judy do everything and that was the way Judy wanted it. She ran her mouth rapidly up and down his stiff prick until she tasted his lubricating fluid.
She didn't know why she loved the taste of his cock so much but she did. She was already mentally tasting his thick cum. She wandered if Bill would have the same taste. Her thought of Bill gave her a guilt feeling but it only lasted a moment. She had to quit thinking of Bill.
Her guilt made her work all the harder on Randy's prick. She wanted to do a good job. She wanted him to have the best blow that he'd ever gotten.
"Jesus," Randy groaned. "You're killing me. You're killing me!"
His cock-head opened up and his thick juice poured into her mouth. She swallowed the first spurt and then she allowed some to escape the corners of her mouth. At his last spurt she turned her head to kiss Trish.
Trish licked the cum juice from Judy's lips as their mouths came together.
"God!" Randy said. "God that was good!"
CHAPTER TEN
The guilt feelings grew in Judy for the next few days. She couldn't help but feel that she was wrecking her marriage, but she couldn't keep her hands off Trish and Randy. Randy was enjoying himself too much to notice that something was bothering Judy. But Trish noticed. Trish asked Judy about her pained expression a few mornings later.
"It's hard to explain, Trish," Judy said. "I'm having fun doing new things the last few days, but I feel like I'm doing Bill wrong."
"But you are enjoying the sex?" Trish asked.
"Hell yes," Judy said. "The last few days have been the most exciting for me since I came to this silly farm."
Trish laughed and kissed Judy on the cheek. Trish allowed her hand to caress the swell of Judy's ass through the tight jeans Judy was wearing.
"Stop that," Judy said. "I'll be dragging you to the bedroom."
"I wouldn't mind that," Trish said.
"I wouldn't either," Judy admitted. "But I promised Bill I'd go with him to town this morning. Maybe later."
"Later," Trish agreed.
Judy was bored to tears that day. Bill took her around to the different stores introducing her to some of the people she hadn't met. Still got tired of talking about the farm crops or answering questions about how she liked life on the farm.
The only high point in her afternoon was when Bill took her out to eat.
As she sat across from Bill, at the restaurant table, she remembered why she had married him. He was a good-looking man and he fit in any kind of company. He was strong and virile-looking, the kind of man that caused women to turn their heads and look twice at him. She was proud to have him as a husband.
She was also plagued by her guilt feelings.
"Did you like that?" Bill asked as they started home.
"Yes, Bill," she said.
"I thought you might want to get away from that farm for a while," he said. "Listen, baby, I know it's been hard on you but I promise that things will get better when we get the crops in. Ill be able to spend more time with you."
Again she felt ashamed. Why couldn't Bill be a non-caring husband instead of the kind, sympathetic man he was. It was hard to go on hurting a man like Bill.
Judy came to a decision. There was only one thing to do. She couldn't go on hurting him and yet she couldn't go on living with him. She had found a new world that Randy and Trish had just showed her glimpses of. She had to find out more. A divorce was the only answer. It would be messy but it was the only way out.
She wouldn't have to tell Bill the complete truth. She could just tell him that she bated life on the farm so much that she couldn't spend another moment there.
She was trying to think of the best way to tell him when they got back to the farm.
"Bill," she said, touching him on the arm.
"Won't you come into the house for a few minutes?"
"Make it later, honey," he said. "I've still got some stuff to do."
"But I need to talk to you," she said. "It's important."
"It'll wait," he said. "There's just too many things to do this afternoon."
She sighed as he walked across the yard toward the barn. She wondered what could be so Goddamned important that he didn't have time for her.
"Damn," she said savagely.
"Is something wrong?" Trish asked.
Judy jumped at the sound of the girl's voice. She gave Trish a hollow smile.
"Not really," Judy said. "I've decided to ask Bill for a divorce."
"Oh no," Trish said sympathetically. "I didn't realize things had gotten that bad."
"They have," Judy said.
"Well," Trish said. "I guess when you stop loving a man there's nothing much you can do."
Judy gave her a shocked look. The thought of love hadn't entered her mind. Of course she still loved Bill. She would always love him.
"Love has nothing to do with it," Judy said.
"You mean you still love him?" Trish asked.
"Yes."
"Then why in the hell are you getting a divorce?"