She also wondered how Vicky was making out with Frank. She hoped he hadn't been as hard to seduce as Don. But she knew her friend, and Vicky would eventually get whatever she wanted. She just hoped Vicky was having as much fun as she was.
"Mmmmmmm, baby, that's so good," she gurgled. "Fuck me a little faster now, okay?"
His hot sweaty hands were kneading her hips, keeping the same pace as his cock. He speeded up, and Joan gasped with excitement. His slow fucking had been wonderful, but this was even better. The harder, the better, she thought.
"Yeah, yeah, give it to me!" she panted. "Fuck the living shit out of me!"
Don's thick cock was making an obscene sucking noise as it reamed the hot cream from her pussy. The molten liquid was running down her thighs. Joan hadn't creamed so hard in years, but then she hadn't been this aroused in a long time.
For the first time in months she knew she was going to get off. She knew she was going to get all the fucking she needed. If only she could feel that way with her husband! But luckily she had this sexy neighbor who was willing to give her everything Frank denied her.
"Unnnhhhh, that's great, honey," she moaned. "you're fucking me so damned good!"
She wondered how Frank would react if he walked in right now. She imagined him opening the front door and seeing his beautiful blonde wife on her hands and knees, taking his best buddy's stiff cock. She creamed furiously.
Yes, she really was turning into a dirty-minded lady. All kinds of kinky ideas turned her on. She loved to picture Frank fucking Vicky. She wanted Frank to watch while she fucked Don. She was a regular sex maniac.
"Harder," she panted, "fuck me as hard as you can, Don!"
"You sure you can take it?" he growled.
"Try me," she gurgled lustily.
He gave it everything he had, fucking into her so hard that she was almost knocked over. She grasped the rug and moaned. His belly slapped loudly against her hot ass. It was an almost brutal fucking, but she loved it.
"Yeah, that's it," she wailed, "fuck me hard, baby, don't stop!"
Don groaned and pounded his cock into her, bringing both of them to the brink of orgasm. Joan hovered there, gorging herself on the delicious sensations. Then she felt the first hot sting of his jizz against her womb, and she started coming like crazy.
"Unnnnnhhh, God – whaahhhhhhh!" she screamed.
"Awwww, Jesus – aaaaggghhhhh!" Don yelled.
Joan sobbed in ecstasy as she took his hot jetting load. The boiling juice overflowed her cunt and gushed down her legs. She came violently, her spasming cunt sucking every last drop of come from his hammering prick.
"Mmmmmmmmm, I loved that," she gurgled. Then she pricked up her ears. "Oh – oh, here comes Frank."
She heard her husband's steps on the porch. She and Don grabbed their clothes, streaked to the kitchen, and got dressed just in time. They looked a little flushed when Frank walked into the kitchen, but he didn't seem to notice.
"Hi, Don," he grinned. "Vicky says to tell you your dinner's waiting."
"Uh, yeah, thanks," Don blurted as he hurried out the back door.
CHAPTER NINE
During the week that followed, Don kept finding excuses to go over to Joan's house, while Frank always seemed to be hanging out with Vicky. The two young wives found it very funny, not to mention very exciting.
"I'm sure glad we had this idea," Joan said to Vicky one day. "I haven't been this well laid in years."
"Me, either," Vicky replied with a grin. "But I think I've got an even better idea. What if we let the guys in on our secret?"
Joan began to laugh. "You mean, tell them that we set them up?"
"Right," Vicky chuckled. "I think that would make them even more horny. Our own husbands might even get excited about us again."
"You may be right," Joan said. "I love making it with Don, but Frank's always been number one for me."
"And I'd love Don to have the hots for me again," Vicky said. "So how about it? We could have a little party Saturday night, just the four of us."
"You're on!" Joan grinned.
When Vicky told Don that they were going over to their friends' place that Saturday night, he didn't looked very thrilled, and she could guess why. He'd much rather have been alone with Joan. But he put on a suit and came along kind of grumpily.
Frank didn't seem very pleased, either. When Vicky and Don arrived, he was slouched in his chair, frowning. He shot Vicky a look which told her what he really wanted. Vicky could hardly keep from laughing.
She went into the kitchen to help Joan make drinks. "Well, everything's set," she said. "This is gonna be a very interesting evening."
"Yeah," Joan laughed, "the guys will never know what hit them. Come on, let's get started."
They took in the drinks, and Vicky said, "Gosh, it's a warm night. I think I'll take off my clothes."
The men laughed, thinking she was just joking, but their laughter changed to astonishment as Vicky began to strip. Very calmly, as if there was nothing unusual about it, she removed her dress, shoes and pantyhose. She started to unhook her bra, when Don bounded out of his chair and grabbed her.
"Vicky, have you gone crazy?" he cried.
"Don, let go of her," Joan said with a smile. "She's got a good idea. I'm gonna take off my clothes, too."
"The hell you are!" Frank cried.
But Joan started stripping, and she was down to her bra and panties before Frank could get to her. The men stood holding their half-naked wives and looking totally freaked. Joan and Vicky exchanged grins. Soon it would be time to tell their husbands the truth, but not quite yet.
"What's the big deal, Frank?" Joan laughed. "You've seen both of us without our clothes before, haven't you?"
Frank turned red. "Uh, what are you talking about, honey?"
"I'm talking about the fact that you and Vicky are having an affair," she said. "But that's okay. Don and I have been getting it on, too."
Now Frank and Don were gawking at each other. "You've been fucking my wife?" Don bellowed at his buddy.
"Seems like you've been fucking my wife," Frank growled.
"Now, boys, don't fight," Vicky said. "It's all right. Joan and I planned the whole thing."
"That's right, guys," Joan giggled. "We set it up that first day. We decided to seduce each other's husband – and it worked really well, didn't it?"
Frank and Don just stood there with their mouths hanging open, so the women proceeded to take off the rest of their clothes. Then they changed partners and began undressing the men. Joan removed Don's suit, and Vicky stripped Frank.
"Mmmmmmm, you guys have gorgeous bods," Joan sighed.
"Yeah, aren't they sexy?" Vicky agreed.
Suddenly Don snorted with laughter. "You're not putting us on, are you? You really did plan this whole thing. But why?"
"Honey, that should be obvious," Vicky said. "You were bored with our sex life. We wanted to create some excitement."
"Frank was bored with our sex life, too," Joan explained, "but he sure as hell isn't bored with Vicky. See, we just wanted to get you guys interested in sex again."
"Well, you sure succeeded!" Frank grinned.
Now they were all naked, and Joan drew Don down on the rug and started kissing and pawing him. Frank and Vicky joined them, just a few feet away. The plan had worked.
The men were obviously very aroused at the thought of exchanging wives openly. They wanted to make it with each other's woman, with everybody in the same room. Joan and Vicky found it hotly arousing also. Everybody was flushed and panting.
Vicky grabbed Frank's cock, started pumping it, and felt it mushroom in her fist. It pushed her fingers wide apart, and it grew long and thick and rigid. Vicky squealed with excitement and pumped his cock-meat faster.