He lowered his hand covering her breast. It went directly to her inner thigh to stoke it until she was moaning. She moved, slightly, enough to elevate her hips so he could draw her panties down below her knees until she was naked and he stared at her – her rounded ass, the soft curvature of her thighs, the secrets of her pulsing pussy leaking out its slow stream.
Then suddenly he moved, his body suspended on his knees, hovering above her. Her brain was swimming in want, her eyes closed, her mouth curled in that slow, blinking sex smile, which both denies and admits what is going on below.
His arms slowly unfolded her as he plunged that big, delicious cock deeper and deeper into her body. He nudged the thick, throbbing meat further until it moved inside her all the way. With even rhythms, he began to fuck her. He opened his mouth on hers and she sucked his tongue into her, reveling in the taste as well as the feel.
Her tits swelled up against his hairy chest and there was a tearing, zooming sound in her head as she felt herself come.
Then, without warning, the cock was gone. But it was quickly replaced by his hard wet tongue. Oh, shit, it's good, she thought. He's never taken long enough with sex to eat me before, and it's wonderful, beautiful!
Harvey buried his face between her heated thighs. His tongue found the wet lips of her pussy and split them. Then the long, probing tip was fucking in and out of her hole, his upper lip pressed hard against her erect clitoris.
"Oh, yes… oh, Jesus, yes," she cried. "Suck my pussy… eat it!"
"Is it good? Do you like your cunt tongue-fucked, Meg?"
"I love it. I love it all!" she cried.
He had lifted himself up. "Just close your eyes, Meg… that's it. Close your eyes and relax while I eat and suck your pussy."
And then the tongue was back again, harder and more expert than before. She realized that the beard didn't scratch any more, but she thought nothing of it because she was so caught up in the thrill that the tongue gave her body.
She groaned with joy as she jerked and lifted her buttocks in an effort to relieve the intense pressure that was building in her clitoris. The tongue was now going up and down her wet furrow.
Then his cock was forced between her lips. She heard his voice above her: "Suck my cock, Meg… oh, God, suck my cock!"
She sucked as he continued to urge her on. And then she realized that his voice was above her. He wasn't eating her pussy. Her eyes flew open and she looked down between her raised legs and widespread thighs.
My God, she thought, it's Paula. It's his wife, Paula! She's eating my cunt while I'm sucking off her husband's cock!
Still groggy from the need for sex, Meg pulled her mouth from his cock and tried to wriggle away from Paula's vise-like grip on her thighs.
"What are you doing… Jesus, stop!" she cried.
"You're beautiful, Meg… I've wanted to do this ever since I first saw Harvey fuck you."
A scream erupted from Meg's lips, and she began sliding upward on the bed, trying to get away from the mouth that was glued to her widespread vagina.
"Oh no! Don't do that!"
"Why not?" Paula grinned up at her. "You love it!"
"You mustn't," Meg wailed. "Leave me alone! Let me go!"
"Didn't it feel good? Didn't you like it?" Harvey said from beside her on the bed, pulling on his tock with one hand and fingering Paula's pussy with the other.
"Yes, but…" Meg was confused, frightened.
"Suck on my cock a little, Paula, honey," he said, "I'll try to explain to little Miss Goody Two Shoes."
Paula gleefully rolled over and sucked the full length of Harvey's shaft down her throat. "Jesus!" Meg gasped.
Harvey smiled. "That's right. My lovely wife sucks cock just as good as she eats pussy. And once I found that out and accepted it, we saved our marriage."
"You're crazy… filthy," Meg said.
"Are we, Meg?" Harvey replied. "You ended up a frustrated divorcee, didn't you? Well, Paula likes sex with both men and women. But then she brought home a straight girl one night who wouldn't swing with her. She got me to turn the chick on and eventually she came around. We ended up having a wild threesome that made everybody happy. Now Paula and I always swing together. C'mon, you'll like, it… believe me."
"No… no… I won't," Meg cried, unable to take her eyes off the appearing and disappearing cock. She couldn't believe all that meat was actually going down Paula's throat. It was fascinating.
"No… it's disgusting!"
"It's beautiful," Paula said, lifting her lips from Harvey's cock, and smiling up at Meg. "Yes, it's so beautiful." She gently swayed the rigid pole of Harvey's cock back and forth before Meg's eyes like a pendulum.
"No."
"Suck my cock a little, Meg. Put your lips around the head and suck."
"No… please… not with both of you," Meg pleaded. But she was powerless to stop Harvey's hand as he gently pushed her head down to his belly. She had to admit it. She liked it. She liked his cock and she had loved the tender, expert way Paula had eaten her pussy.
Then she couldn't stop, even as she felt Paula's hair fluff against her stomach, her tongue leaving a wet trail toward her pussy. She was kissing Harvey's stomach, then his belly button. Paula's tongue nuzzled her clit and her hands went around the cheeks of Meg's ass, pulling her cunt into her face.
Meg thought of her daughter, Sada, and how revolted she would be if she ever found out her mother's true lust. She shuddered with the knowledge of her own carnal desires, desires that overcame her morality to the point of having sex with another woman.
But the thoughts were too far beneath layers of lust, and fingers of sexual need forced them down and strangled off their voices.
Cock… cunt… suck… fuck! Those were the only important things at the moment.
She looked at herself and at Paula in the tall mirror beside the bed. The two women were beautiful, with huge, hot tits, perfect bodies, beautiful faces, hairy cunts that seemed to pulse with desire.
Meg's lips and tongue worked between Harvey's legs and gently over his balls as Paula thrust her tongue as far as it would go into her vagina. The tongue and lips worked her clit while she sucked cock. Her hands worked around and massaged the solid cheeks of Harvey's ass.
"Don't play with it, Meg honey," Harvey groaned. "Suck it! Take my cock into your mouth and suck it till it juices. Paula… Paula, baby…"
"Huh?"
"Move around here so I can suck your cunt at the same time."
Meg felt the other woman move on the bed without ungluing her mouth from her cuntlips. She felt the tongue caress her, slit from clit to anus. When at last Paula had settled her own pussy over Harvey's face.
Meg kissed the base of his bouncing cock, letting her lips slide along the shaft. Then her mouth went over the head of his prick.
They sucked loudly on each other until both the women came. Then curiosity and lust got the best of Meg.
"Oh, Jesus, Harvey, fuck me! Fuck me with your cock and I'll eat Paula!"
Meg rolled on top of him and clawed at Paula's hips until the woman was standing in a half-crouch in front of her face. Paula rubbed the wet lips of her cunt over Meg's face as Meg reached between her legs and groped for Harvey's cock.
Meg moaned. It was an involuntary sound reflecting her own suddenly craving desire. Beneath her hand, Harvey's rigid, pulsating prick jerked like a harnessed animal eager to begin its journey home to her pussy.
"I gotta fuck you, baby," he moaned, "fuck you right now!"
"Yes… yes, do it!" Meg's eyelids fluttered and she clenched her thighs, scraping them together and feeling the sensual delights of her own heated smooth flesh rubbing against heated smooth flesh all the way from trembling knees up to her feverishly moistened cuntlips.
"Oh, God… put it in… put it in," Harvey groaned, his lust enhanced by the sight of Meg's mouth gorging itself on Paula's pussy directly above him.