They were more enticing, more stimulating, more arousing than the ones he'd seen at Auto Circus yesterday! He hadn't thought it possible, but his cock shot to its fullest extremity, filling his underpants to the bursting point, making him all but leap from the couch and attack his wife with utter abandonment on the spot! And all the while, as he passed one after the other of the lewd, carnal snaps to first Cindy and then Howard, Ralph gave a running commentary.
"We made these like a progressive story, just for some added interest. See? This first one just shows Norma with her underpants down. Her dress is still on and everything. God! I had a hell of a time not ripping off everything right then and there! Isn't that a nice rear end she has, Howie? Tight, warm — makes you want to grab it with your hands!"
Howie did — but somehow he controlled himself.
Ralph continued. "Here, this one. Norma's got her sweater up over her breasts. You can see her nipples are hard; a sure sign she wants to get laid. She has fine breasts, doesn't she? And look at her, isn't she enjoying sucking my cock? Brother, did I have a hard-on that night." He smiled at Cindy, who sat staring at the photo, amazed at the size of his cock as he stood beside his squatting wife, who had hold of the base of his instrument, her eyes closed, and her tongue out and licking the head of his mammoth, red penis. Cindy groaned inwardly, and involuntarily the secretions of her vagina began to flow, making her close her thighs tightly together. It only seemed to spur on the hot tendrils of quickening sex-passion which were beginning to surge through her.
"Here I took Norma while she was lying on a table. Her legs are in the air, and you can see her cunt lips stretching around it as I put my cock into her. One of my better shots, if I do say so." He passed that picture, and then told about the next: "And here is a full length view, taken while she was spread out, her legs wide, and the camera aimed up her legs, past her cunt, and to where she was sucking me off again. Notice how her pussy is all wet with excitement, and how her fingers are on her little clit and one in her cunt. She likes to beat off; finds it relaxing. This one was taken on the table also. She's putting my cock in her cunt with her hand. You can really see how nice and sweet her asshole is. It's not in this set, I'm afraid, but in another one, there's a great shot of me sticking my prick in her anus. Boy, does she love that!"
"This one is one of my personal favorites," Ralph went on to explain. "I'm licking her cunt, spreading the lips of her cunt with my fingers and really digging in. You can make out her hole clearly in this one, the whole beautiful cavern where I stick my cock. I'm sorry that she didn't have her legs wider, or you could make out her asshole in this one, too."
Howard was overwhelmed, lost in the wild frenzy of seeing his boss's wife in full color, more intimately displayed in naked, close-up detail than he would have been able to see even as a casual lover. His hands quivered as he viewed the shot of her widened cunt, his breath drawing in sharply. He hardly noted his wife's own heavy, palpitating reaction to seeing Ralph's great and magnificent rod sliding in and being sucked in by Norma.
"… and this is the last one, folks. I came, shooting my cum all over Norma. She held her mouth open, and I aimed for it but you know how those things can go. I missed, and so the camera got her with my cum all over her face. You can see the droplets of sperm on her hair and eyelids, heh, heh. Some even got on her nose. Too bad; she loves the taste, too."
The last picture was indeed the crowning shot. She was crouched by his thigh, obviously anticipating the flow of his orgasm, and again, her eyes were shut. But just as obvious as her desire was the way Ralph had spewed forth his climax, covering her with a thick film of his cum. Howard trembled, dreaming of cumming the same way over Norma; Cindy moaned, a bundle of excitement and trepidation at knowing the same was in store for her tonight. She had to please her husband. She just had to!
The lovely young wife, totally oblivious to all that lay in store for her at the hands of the Taylors, was first shocked incomprehensibly by the appearance of the pictures. But she forced herself to look at them, to drink in Ralph's lewd words, and willed her mind to forget its training and become as the others: emancipated. She waited in anticipation and nervous fear of her own emotions to see how she would react, and she snuggled against her husband, determined to follow through with her new-found commitment.
She became fascinated almost immediately, captivated by the salacious scenes of her host's giant penis and her hostess's quivering, pink rimmed vagina. Shivers of revulsive curiosity tingled through her and goose pimples erupted on her sensitive skin and she felt strangely cold. She took repeatedly large swallows of her cuba libre in between handling the photographs, shuddering from the building sexual stimulation that indulging in something forbidden gives.
Cindy's breath came in tight gasps and the burning sensation which bubbled in her stomach grew in maddening intensity with each moment she watched the salacious depictions of lovemaking. Her body began to perspire and her forehead was covered with tiny beads of sweat.
Beside her, Howard was breathing heavily, squirming down on the couch. He moved closer to his wife and dropped one hand to her leg, slipping it up toward the fullness of her thigh. Cindy froze from the unexpected contact, then placed her own hand on his, stopping further advance, gradually forcing his hand away from her tightly clenched pussy… but then another picture seemed to excite him to the point where he overcame her hand and he dipped between her legs, his fingers rubbing openly the vee of her smooth silky panties. Cindy hesitated, not knowing what to do. If she moved to push him away, to once more gain her composure and modesty in front of the Taylors, the struggle would only attract attention, and anything she might say would be overheard.
Slowly she dropped her free hand to cover his; Howard continued to tease her vaginal area, probing her moist slit through the thin, unprotesting layers of cloth. She blushed and gasped as sudden waves of indecent pleasure washed over her, overcoming her desire to resist. Howard's hand became bolder as he sensed her tacit surrender. Cindy bit her lip and glanced at Norma and then Ralph to see if they showed signs of awareness, but they did not. Her husband's fingers moved in tiny teasing circles and up and down, titillating addition to the depraved pictures, and she didn't think she could stand another moment! Cindy was ready to crawl the wall to quench the fire raging through her involuntarily contracting vagina! Something had to give!
It did. Ralph collected the pictures, saying, "Well, that's all there are, kiddies. I hope you enjoyed them. I know we did — both while making them and seeing them again."
"Boy," Howard said, removing his hand from Cindy's pants, "those were some hot shots. Did you see the way Ralph was pumping Norma in that one on the table? Did you Cindy? Wow!"
"Y-yes," the wife replied. She looked guiltily at Norma as though she had been spying on the other woman, but Ralph's wife looked back with pride beaming on her face. Then Cindy glanced at her husband and at Ralph, and by their expressions she realized that she was the only one out of step, that everybody else openly and without shame had enjoyed the pictures.
Swaying from the effects of the snapshots, Cindy got to her feet. She could feel the moistness generated by Howard's fingers in her vaginal area, and before things went any further, she wanted a chance to calm down, to sort things out. So much had been happening tonight, so many new things to absorb — it was too much!