He'd never seen anything so exciting in his life as the naked, sensuous brunette fucked the beautiful blonde's mouth in a wanton frenzy.
And he was hard again in seconds, his prick aching for action.
He climbed on top of Linda's helplessly bound body. He guided the head of his throbbing dick inside Linda's fiery cunt and she screamed and gripped it savagely. He began fucking her with deep massive thrusts, sucking in his breath at the juicy tightness of her slit. With his head just above hers, leaning on his elbows, he had a close-up view of her orgy of pussy-eating which triggered his excitement to an even hotter pitch.
And as Linda worked her velvety burning ass to his groin each time he plowed deep into her feverish cunt, he had to grit his teeth from shooting off in seconds. Her asscheeks were terrifically hot from her whipping, slippery with sweat, silky mounds that were driving him crazy with excitement.
He knew what he had to do.
He quickly slipped his gorged prick out of her trembling pussy. Linda stiffened and wailed protest, muffled by Violet's boiling crotch. A moment later she stiffened as he poised his knob directly against her tiny helpless asshole. Than he plunged with brutal force.
Linda bled out in pain, her mouth temporarily suspended against Violet's squirming cunt.
"Eat!" the brunette hissed, on the verge of another wild orgasm. "Eat, dammit, suck my pussy! Deeper and harder!"
Violet crushed the blonde's face mercilessly to her thrashing slit, then let go to bring her hands up to her own panting tits, which she squeezed and pinched with unashamed lust, coming in spasms of ecstasy.
"Wild ass," Lee groaned, driving his thick rod deep into her slippery tunnel. Linda was over the initial shock now, eagerly meeting his pumping strokes and writhing her asshole frantically on him. Her husband's cock was bigger than this and she took it happily between her cheeks whenever he got the urge. She'd learned to climax when hot come spattered in her bowels, a tingling sensation that tickled in her ass a long time afterward.
Again the three of them were coming at the same time, the brunette clawing Linda's shoulders in her frenzy, and raving obscene praise. Linda's entire face was covered with cunt-honey and she felt as if she might suffocate from Violet's steaming thighs but she couldn't stop lapping.
Lee groaned as the blonde's asshole eagerly I spasmed on his bursting prick, gripping his rod so tightly he winced in pain. He quickly slipped his chafed cock out, to safety.
The three of them stopped at almost the same moment, all of them heaving for breath, their naked bodies shrouded in perspiration.
"You did, whew, wonderful, darling," Violet panted, stroking Linda's hair. She leaned down to kiss her, tasting her own pussy-juice on the sobbing girl's cheeks. She was learning to eat pussy like a pro. And why not? Violet told herself. Hell, she had the best teacher in town.
"Untie me now," Linda gasped. "My wrists and ankles hurt like hell."
They untied her and she rolled over on her back, gratefully accepting the drink and cigarette Violet handed her. Her asshole, her pussy and her mouth all glowed with contentment at the same time, a peculiar flew sensation for Linda.
And she suddenly wished it was Mike here with them instead of Lee. Violet would love the idea, she knew. And the best way to persuade Mike was to let the hot, sexy brunette persuade him. She'd suspected Mike of screwing around on the side for some time now, but she wasn't jealous as long as he didn't fling it in her face. He had enough for at least two women anyway.
And the idea of watching her own husband screw her girlfriend sent tremors of excitement racing through the blonde's blood. Mike would love Violet's tight, madly sucking pussy, Violet would be crazy about his big cock, and Linda was already wild about both Violet's sweet hot cunt and Mike's huge thrilling prick.
She'd wondered earlier if Violet would make it with a man, but after seeing her in action with Lee that question was answered beyond a doubt.
"Oh, Lord," she said suddenly, sitting up. "What time is it?"
"It's almost four-thirty, Linda," Violet told her. "You can stay just a few minutes longer, can't you, darling?"
She wanted to tie the blonde down on her back this time and rape her and tease her ferociously with the giant dildo.
"No way," Linda said, moving quickly to get dressed. If Mike was awake – or if he woke up when she got in – she'd have a hell of a lot of explaining to do. She felt awkward kissing Lee goodbye. Once upon a time, when she was in her naive teens, she thought he was the greatest, slickest stud in the world. Now he struck her as a cheap hustler, still sexy and charming, but no match for Mike. Or Violet.
The brunette gave her a passionate goodbye kiss, promising to see her tomorrow night and asking her forgiveness for whipping her lush ass.
"Let's just say I owe you one," Linda grinned. Then she was gone in a click of high heels and a seductive bouncing of her ripe ass.
Naked, the brunette turned to Lee thoughtfully. She could toss him out now, but she decided against it for two reasons. First, it'd been a long time since she spent a whole night with a man, and while his cock wasn't ready, to be cast in bronze yet for immortality, he could get her off a few more times.
And second, for some strange reason, she felt she might be able to use him somehow. It was just a faint stirring in the back of her cunning mind, not clear yet, but she'd keep him on the string for a few days and see.
He quickly accepted her offer to spend the night, but before he had time to congratulate himself she had him stiff and throbbing and was fucking him strenuously.
More than an hour later as Violet lay peacefully sleeping, he was still trying to catch his breath. He didn't mind earning his keep, but Jesus Christ, her sex-crazed pussy would put him in the hospital if he wasn't careful.
Still, a hospital had nurses and a jail didn't.
She woke him an hour later for a violent quickie, leaving his rod chafed, raw and desperately exhausted. After that, he slept on her living room sofa.
CHAPTER FIVE
The redhead got on Mike's bus at her usual stop at one the next afternoon. She sat directly behind the driver's seat. She leaned close to his back and talked in a very low voice, hoping the other passengers wouldn't hear.
"Going crazy," she whispered. "Christ, Mike, can't you see me for an hour after work? Just an hour?"
Mike maneuvered the huge bus expertly through the downtown traffic, resisting the urge to slam into a double-parked car. Linda's little sister had left such a hot glow in his loins he actually stopped his bus at a crosswalk for two little old ladies.
"Can't do it," Mike said tersely. Actually, he could but he'd rather save his energy for Terry. The divorcee could have his leftovers once Terry was gone.
Unless he went with her to Los Angeles.
"Just one time," the redhead pleaded, aware that other passengers were staring at her curiously. Screw them! She'd picked up a guy in a bar last night and they went to a motel. The selfish bastard had come in three minutes flat, leaving her high and dry and furious. "Just for thirty minutes, Mike. Please?"
"Keep your voice down," Mike muttered, thinking. She sounded desperate and he couldn't figure out why. A sexy, lushly curved, plump-assed divorcee like Sally shouldn't have the slightest bit of trouble getting laid. Possibly she'd picked up a dud the night before.
"Can't," Mike said flatly.
"Well, Goddammit!" hissed Sally, and Mike gritted his teeth. Her voice was rising, and the temperamental bitch was going to create a public scene. She had a redhead's temper, an Irish explosion that built up slowly but ominously.