“You teasing little bitch!” he gritted.
“Tch, tch! Bill! Temper will get you nowhere!” she chided. “All I want to know is… would you like to fuck me… any and every way you wanted…?.
“Yes!” he blurted. “Goddamn, yes!!!” “Good! That’s all I wanted to know!”
She came to where he lay bound on the table, reached out and pulled his pajama bottoms down, exposing his loins completely. His softly limp penis still lay there. She put her warm, smooth hand on it and lifted it, experimentally, remarking, “This must be quite a weapon… when it’s hard!”
“You’re damned right!” he grunted. “… And, when I do get it hard, again… I’m going to shove it up your teasing little cunt and fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before!”
“Oh, Darling… I hope so!”she said.
“It wasn’t quite the answer I expected! You would really enjoy being fucked that way… wouldn’t you?”
“I like it all ways!” she said. “I just draw the line at sadism!. I don’t like to be hurt!”
Bringing her other hand into play, below; she held his flaccid cock aloft, milked back the foreskin, then she toyed with the corona, before beginning to roll it between the palms of both hands. As she did this, she continued, “You realize, of course… that this little game has four players!”
Bill looked down, first at her hands where they worked his cock then up at her face. “How’s that…?”
“My husband’s a pretty virile man, too and he’s out there with your wife!”
“So…?”
“So… by this time, he’s probably got all of her clothes off… and is proceeding to get her all ready to fuck!”
“That’s a crock!” Bill grunted. “If I know Faye… nothing of the sort could happen!”
“He’s got a very educated tongue… and he just loves to use it!” She shivered. “I can just imagine how she must feel… when he takes her clitoris in his lips… then uses his tongue… just the tip of it, right on the head of it. where it’s most sensitive…”
“It’d never happen… Faye’s too inhibited! I’ve never been able to do that to her… myself!”
Vivian went right on with her discourse. “Later on… when he’s got that big cock of his in her cunt… he’ll use a finger… right up her anus! That’ll guarantee she’ll cum!”
“Hmnf!” Bill snorted in disbelief.
“Of course… he might decide to make her suck him… for a while… before he fucks her. She’ll really have a mouthful, too! My husband, Matt’s, got the most delicious cock there is… and I know she’ll just love it… as soon as she gets used to the size of it!” She closed her eyes, remembering.
“Well… if all this’s going on… why aren’t you out there doing something about it?” Bill challenged.
“Doing what..”Like stopping it! Do you let him go around fucking other people’s wives?”
“Matt and I have an understanding… Bill. He does what he wants to do… and I do the same thing…”
“Oh, real swingers, eh?” He was sarcastic.
“Call it what you want to… it’s a very nice arrangement!”
“Swapping… and all the rest, too?”
“We’re members of a nice group…”
“I don’t give a damn what you do… but I don’t want some other son-of-a-bitch fucking my wife!” he roared.
Vivian looked at him in puzzlement. “But, just a little while ago you were saying you wanted to fuck me!”
“That’s different!” he growled.
“Is it… really… Bill…?”
Swiftly, she bent over him, ovaled her lips and took the flaccid head of his cock into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it several times… Then, she felt a throb in it. There was a slow, expanding growth. His cock was beginning to get hard… erect!
Oh, God! I felt it! It’s going to get hard. again!
Even as Faye Wright, numbly, helped the doctor undress her, assisting him with the proper movements, automatically shrugging shoulders and hips, small doubts began to assail her, and she shrank from the prospect of what was going to happen. Somehow, though, it was going to help her husband to regain his manhood… but it was to be at the expense of her fidelity.
Then, she felt the rush of cool air over her now completely naked body, brushing, especially, across her throbbing breasts with their hard, erect but tiny buds exposed to him completely. She heard his little gasp of appreciation for them and felt his hands encompass the mounding globes, hotly, to knead, squeeze and caress, rolling the already distended nipples, painfully, between his fingers; all of which served to add fuel to the furnace of her rising passion, a passion induced by some exotic drug… and the doctor had told her she couldn’t resisit it… But, if I d-do it… I’d be just like a cheap tramp!
Unconsciously, she had closed her eyes to blot out the shame of her nakedness. She kept them tightly closed, not daring to look at him. It was all so confusing. What can I do?
Now, she felt his hot, moist lips on her, as they engulfed one of her pulsating nipples, his maddeningly soft tongue flicking and rolling it to produce more of the searing sensations in her loins, sensations she didn’t want to experience… with any other man but Bill, her own husband.
In like manner, his mouth paid homage to her other breast. This time, she felt him sucking strongly on it, and hot sparks of sensuality arced, achingly, in her, seeming to center at the core of her being, her throbbingly alert clitoris, still hard as it lay hidden in the secret folds of her pussy.
Blazing a wet trail, his tongue pressured down through the narrow valley that separated the satiny smooth mounds of her breasts… and Faye tensed her stomach muscles as he slithered down across the smooth, white plane of her belly, the moist tip of his tongue flicking, momentarily, into the slight depression of her navel, taunting it, while his hands, above, continued to knead and caress her aching breasts.
Then, she felt his hands leave them to move, sinuously, down along her ribs to the swell of her hips and along the longer, outside taper of her velvet-skinned thighs to her knees. Automatically, Faye attempted to press her thighs together, hard, but his stronger hands levered her thighs apart as they moved, now, up the inside course, along the soft satin of her inner thighs… up, up and up, inexorably… until she felt him there… at his goal, his firm hands rubbing over the golden, hair-covered mound. Finally, she felt his whole hand as it moved down and clasped the whole of her cunt, caressingly, his palm moving up and down with maddening regularity. She was helpless to stop him; there was nothing she could do. Nothing! God! Oh God, I-I don’t want this!
After long moments, she felt his hands leave her, and the cool air of the room washed over her heated vagina. Something perverse in her, at that moment, told her she didn’t want to be abandoned… that she wanted him to go on and on, but her rational mind… if it still functioned… rejected it.
She still kept her eyes tightly closed. There were the sounds of his clothing, the sighing cloth signaling that he must be undressing. She dared not look., It was too much for her, as she realized that, little by little, each moment that passed was bringing her closer to the time when… he’ll want to put his big, hard th-thing in me… and d-do it… to me!
“Open your eyes!” Matt ordered with a chuckle. “You’ll have to… sooner or later!”
Slowly, reluctantly, her eyelids fluttered open, as she lay back on the couch. She saw him standing there, easily, his well-muscled body in obviously good condition. He was completely naked, his face twisted in a lewd smile as he saw her discomfiture. Against her will, her eyes swept over his magnificent body, broad of shoulder, slim in the hips to his thickly massive penis, lancing out hard and erect from his lean, muscular loins, the shaft of his cock throbbing with tumescent blood. She saw that he, too, like Bill was uncircumcised. His hand moved, lewdly, to the thick rod of his rock, gripped it, and with excruciating slowness drew the heavy foreskin back to reveal the glistening, lust-inflated cock-head. It shone ‘purplish-red in the subdued light of the living room.
“From my examination of your husband I know he’s pretty heavy, hung… but it won’t match this… will it, Baby?”