"Oh, dear God!" she moaned.
The final orgasm poured out of her cunt in a wave of hot ecstasy.
CHAPTER THREE
A few days later Mona Bates telephoned to invite Jim and Gloria to a barbecue. Gloria was uneasy about seeing Charlie again in his house, but there was no way they could refuse the invitation.
When they arrived at the party, it was a warm afternoon, and Charlie immediately took Gloria aside and apologized for neglecting her.
"I've been busy," he said, "But I've been thinking about you."
Gloria wondered. She'd never been any good at reading peoples' faces and Charlie's face was no easier than others.
"Listen," Charlie said. "In about a half-hour you go on up to the guest bathroom on the second floor and I'll meet you there."
"What for?" Gloria said.
Charlie grinned. "You'll find out."
Her pussy quivering, Gloria waited thirty minutes and then slipped away from the party and went up to the second-floor bathroom. She spent a few minutes fixing up her face. There were other bathrooms in the house, and she hoped no one would decide to use this one.
She was getting impatient waiting for Charlie, when there was a knock on the door and she heard him softly call her name. A moment later he was inside the bathroom, locking the door behind him, and grabbing her into his arms.
Shivering with excitement, she pressed herself against him. He ran his hands over the cheeks of her ass and hissed in her ear, "How's the pussy?"
"Oh, God, Charlie," she moaned. "We'll get caught in here!"
"I don't care," he said. "The minute I set eyes on you today, I wanted your ass! Feel it, baby. Put your hand on my cock and feel what I've got for you!"
She ran her fingers over the bulge in his crotch. His cock was hard and throbbing. She could feel the heat of it through the fabric of his pants.
She was frightened at the thought that some one might come along and want to use the bathroom. Suppose they waited outside. She and Charlie would have to leave together and what they'd been doing would be obvious.
Pulling up her dress, Charlie pushed his hand between her legs and squeezed her cunt-lips through her pantyhose and panties.
"Christ!" he fumed. "Why in hell do women wear pantyhose? You can't get at a cunt through these things."
Gloria giggled. She pulled the zipper down and fished inside his pants for his cock. It was so big and hard she had difficulty getting it out into the open.
His bloated cock-head was hot and dripping. She jacked his cock-skin back and forth a few times and smeared the juice leaking out of his piss-hole over his knob. He finally pulled his hand away from her cunt and made her sit down on the closed toilet seat.
"Suck on my cock awhile," he said. "Let me see those gorgeous lips on the banana."
Lapping her tongue over his cock-head and cock-shaft to get him wet, she gluttonously sucked him into her mouth.
"Oh, yeah!" he groaned. "That's good!" She slowly bobbed her head back and forth over the shaft of his cock. She'd always liked sucking cock. It was almost as good as fucking. How sad it was that Jim was embarrassed by it! She had sucked his cock a number of times, but it always sensed to make him uncomfortable.
"You give great head!" Charlie said. Holding onto her ears, he began fucking her face, pistoning his cock in and out of her wet lips. She remained motionless, her eyes closed, her attention focused on the hot slab of meat pushing in and out of her mouth.
Charlie groaned a few times, but he didn't come. When he pulled his cock out of her mouth, she looked up at him. "Fuck me!" she said.
"That's the general idea," he chuckled. She wondered how they would do it. Her pussy fluttered as she realized it would be the first time she had ever fucked in a bathroom.
"Lift your dress up and bend over the sink," he said.
Her knees trembling, she did as he said. She understood what he wanted. Resting her elbows on the sink, her dress rolled up around her waist, she stuck her ass out and spread her legs.
Moving behind her, he peeled her pantyhose and panties down to her thighs. He ran his hand over her hairy cunt-lips. Her pussy was sopping wet with cunt juice. Her cunt-lips were swollen and pulsating.
He reamed two fingers in and out of her cunt-hole, and then she felt his hot cock-head pushing between her cunt-lips. A soft moan escaped her lips as he lurched forward to drill the entire length of his cock into the wet channel of her cunt.
"Beautiful," he groaned.
Raising her head, she looked at her face in the mirror. She could see him behind her. He had an intense expression on his face as he began slowly stroking his cock in and out of her dripping cunt. Then she lowered her head again and rested it on her forearms. Fucking this way was delicious!
Her pantyhose made it difficult for her to spread her legs too wide, but she managed to get enough balance to be able to wiggle her ass as he fucked in and out of her cunt. Each time he drilled into her, she could feel his hairy balls slapping against her thighs.
His hands fondled and squeezed her ass-cheeks, and then she felt his fingers moving into the crack of her ass to tickle her asshole. She moaned when he rubbed some of her cunt juice over the ring of her asshole, and then a moment later she squealed when he pushed a finger inside. The double penetration of asshole and cunt-hole were exquisite.
"Have you ever had it in there?" he said.
"No," she groaned.
She had often wandered about it. The idea frightened her, and at the same time it made her legs tremble with lust. She wondered if Charlie ever fucked Mona in the ass.
"Sweet little asshole!" he grunted. "We can't let it go to waste."
She shuddered. She was apprehensive about doing it, but at the same time she wanted it. She solved the problem by saying nothing.
Reaching over her head, Charlie opened the medicine cabinet and removed a jar of Vaseline. She shivered with fear and anticipation when she felt grease up her asshole.
In a way it seemed fitting that Charlie should be fucking her in the ass. It was something she could never imagine her husband doing.
"Please be careful," she moaned.
He laughed. "It's up to you, honey. If you relax, I'll get in there without any trouble at all."
Now she felt his hot cock-head rubbing up and down the crack of her ass. A moment later she could feel his spongy knob pressing at her puckered shit-hole.
Her fear of pain kept the muscles in her ass tightly flexed, but she somehow gradually relaxed. She groaned as she pictured his fat cock-head trying to force its way into her tight little asshole.
How strange it was to be there in Mona's bathroom bent over the sink while Charlie went about pushing his cock up her ass! She would simply die if anyone ever found out about it.
At the same time she had to admit to herself how thrilling it was. The very lewdness of the act made it terribly erotic.
The tip of his cock-head slowly squeezed into the tight ring of muscle, and then suddenly the whole knob popped in.
"Oh, God!" she cried.
"Easy, baby," Charlie hissed.
His cock felt like a baseball bat driving relentlessly up her ass. He pushed the entire length of his cock into her shit-tube until his hairy balls were tickling her cunt-lips. A long wail gurgled out of her throat as he realized she had all of his cock inside her shit-hole.
"How do you like it?" he grunted.
"It hurts, but I can stand it."
"Relax your ass and it won't hurt at all."
"It's better now," she said.
"Good?"
"Yes. You can do it harder if you want. Oh, yes. That's good! Oh, God!"
He was pumping slowly now, his cock pistoning with a steady, rhythm in and out of her stretched asshole. It wasn't long before she began coming. It was nothing like coming with a cock in her cunt or her finger on her clit. She groaned and quaked through a mind-blowing deep orgasm unlike anything she had ever experienced before.