"Christ, I can hardly wait to get into you," he sighed.
"Then do it, darling, do it," Gloria said with an impish grin.
Lying on her back, she wantonly spread her legs as wide as she could, bending them back at the knees, showing Jim every inch of her moist scarlet pussy with its dainty fringe of auburn curls. Hungrily he eyed the bright red lump of her clit, the little shadowed mouth of her cunt, and the dainty wrinkle of her brownie.
Then he was moaning and climbing onto her, clumsily jabbing the big hard head of his cock against the tender red flesh of her slit. He was too eager to take proper aim, so Gloria reached down, grabbed his hard throbbing dick, and jammed the fat drooling prick-head into the snug moist mouth of her cunt.
"Fuck me, Jim, fuck me," she panted.
"Oh, Christ, will I ever," he sighed.
Slowly he pushed his thick hard meat into her, and Gloria squealed with pleasure as she felt the throbbing cock stuffing her eager little twat. She arched her body to take him in, pushing and sighing till his big knobby cock-head butted her womb. She creamed heavily around his meat and dug her nails into his bare shoulders.
"Ooooooo, it feels so good," Gloria whined.
"I'll go along with that," Jim moaned. "You're the best damned lay I ever had, baby."
He began to ball her in hard deep lunges, and Gloria wailed blissfully. It was just the kind of near-savage fucking she needed right now, a prolonged brutal balling that made her forget all her anger and frustration. She forgot everything but the blinding pleasure of having her horny little cunt stuffed again and again with his thick hard meat.
"Ohhhhhhhh, I love it, I love it," Gloria whined. "Fuck me hard, Jim, HARD."
In her hot excitement she threw her legs up around his waist and locked them there, taking his pounding cock as deep as possible into her boiling little twat. Gloria and Jim closed their eyes and humped away furiously, oblivious to everything around them. Theft moans and sighs and yelps drowned out every other sound in the house.
"Oh, God, I'm going to come," Gloria squealed after a few minutes of frantic balling. "Yes, yes, darling, just a little more. Ahhhhhh, yes."
"MMMMe, too," Jim gasped. "Awwwwwww."
Gloria gasped.
As the body-wracking climax shook her, Gloria felt Jim fucking her harder than ever – and then the delicious sizzling bath of his come flooding and overflowing her nipping cunt. They writhed together a few more moments, moaning and sighing, till his cock finally went limp and slipped out of her drenched little box.
"Oh, Jesus, that was good," Jim sighed.
"It was marvelous," Gloria agreed, "fantastic."
"Looked pretty good to me, too," said a third voice.
Gloria and Jim gasped and jerked their heads around toward the door. There stood Stan Wells grinning like a fiend. It was pretty clear that he'd been standing there for some time watching them, and that they'd been too carried away to notice him. Jim quickly slipped off Gloria's body and swung his legs over the edge of the bed.
"Jesus, Stan," he said, pale with shock, "what the hell do you think you're doing?"
"The johns downstairs were full," Stan said lazily, "so I came up here. I couldn't help hearing you. You two were really fucking up a storm. Good thing nobody else came upstairs."
"Oh, Christ," Jim moaned, clapping a hand to his forehead. "I don't have to tell you how important it is that Helen doesn't find out. I mean it would wreck my career."
"Oh, I understand," Stan said, starting to grin, "and I can guarantee no one will hear a thing about it, if you do me just one little favor."
"Sure," Jim said quickly, "what is it?"
Stan gazed hungrily at Gloria's flushed naked body and said, "I want a turn with her. Right now."
Jim turned pale, but Gloria blushed red all over. She knew this was the price she had to pay for turning Stan down earlier that evening, but it seemed wicked and perverse to her. She'd never dreamed of balling two men, one right after the other. She gave Jim a pleading look, hoping he could somehow get her out of it.
But Jim said, "Gloria, I'm sorry, but you know I have to do what he wants. My whole future is on the line."
"Of course, Jim," Gloria said dully.
Stan grinned and began to unknot his tie. "You better run along before your wife misses you," he told Jim with a wicked smile.
Jim dressed as fast as he could and got out of the room, too ashamed even to look at Gloria. She lay there humbly, wondering how she'd gotten herself into such a predicament. All she'd wanted to do was make friends, and now she was going to have to service Stan like some kind of whore. She didn't bother trying to cover her nakedness. She knew there was no way out of the situation.
"You're really hot tonight, aren't you?" Stan said as he undressed. "Or were you just faking it with Jim?"
"That's none of your damned business," Gloria snapped. "How much did you see, anyhow?"
"The whole thing," Stan chuckled. "I didn't just happen along by accident like I told Jim. When I saw both of you were missing from the party, I put two and two together. I got up here just when you started balling."
"You mean you did it on purpose, to get to me?" Gloria gasped.
"You got it, baby," Stan said. "I don't like to be turned down."
He stripped off his clothes and started for the bed. Gloria felt contempt and anger for him, even though she still admired his body. He was tan and hard and heavily muscled from years of tennis playing, and his cock was fully ready, stiff and fat and hugging his belly in a fierce hard-on. She might have been turned on if she hadn't been so furious at him.
Stan slipped onto the bed and pulled her into his arms. He pawed her lovely silky-skinned body, but Gloria stayed stiff and still. "Jesus, woman," he said, "loosen up. We've balled before, and you liked it. Hell, you loved it."
Gloria reddened and said, "That was when I wanted it, Stan, not when I was forced into it."
"In other words you don't want me?" he said with a snarl. "Well, I'll fix that, baby. I'll make you want it."
He shoved her roughly onto her back, knocking the breath out of her, and before Gloria could recover, he was forcing her legs wide open, bending them back at the knees, fully exposing the red flesh of her gash. She braced herself, expecting the brutal hard thrust of his cock into her unprepared cunt. Closing her eyes and gritting her teeth, she waited.
But it didn't happen. Instead she felt something new and strange, a light feathery tickling sensation along her inner thighs, and then something hot and moist fanning her sensitive pussy. Puzzled, she opened her eyes and looked down, Stan's silver head was between her thighs.
"W-What?" she gasped.
It didn't take long to discover what he was up to. Gloria saw him stick out his wet red tongue and apply the very tip to the moist red button of her clit. He began to lick her little joy-bud, and instantly she felt the most stunning and delicious pleasure of her life. She flopped back onto the pillows, gasping and quivering, not knowing how to react.
She'd read about oral sex but had never experienced it. Often after Eddie's quick and unsatsifying love-making, she'd lain beside her snoring husband and wondered how it would be if he went down on her. She'd imagined it would feel rather nice, but not till this moment, with Stan, had she realized how really fantastic it was to have her pussy eaten.
Stan pressed his hot slick tongue-tip more firmly against the supersensitive button of her clit and tongued it faster and harder. Hot blinding pleasure ripped through her belly, and Gloria simply couldn't control herself. She moaned loudly, and her aroused cunt gushed a big flood of sticky juice all over Stan's chin.
"Ahhhhhh, God," she wailed.
She forgot her anger toward him, forgot everything but the incredible pleasure of having her clit tongued. As far as she was concerned, he could do anything with her now. She whimpered and writhed and moaned steadily as his expert tongue lashed and tickled and massaged her horny little love-bud. Her cunt-cream rushed out to soak his whole face.