Lynn mashed her mouth against Sheila's wet cunt. She felt her own blast coming on, sparked by the sudden come of her friend.
"More!" Lynn shouted, her voice muffled by the hot, mushy cunt. "I want more! I want to come, too!"
Sheila was coming down from her orgasm. She heard Lynn's pleading and wanted her friend to come. The older woman backed her ass away from Lynn's head.
"Come, darling!" Sheila encouraged her friend. She crawled around so that she could sit next to the fucking woman. Her hand reached under Lynn to play with her hanging, bouncing tits.
"Let it happen, Lynn!" Sheila moaned. "Let my husband get you off! Let his cock make you come, baby! Fuck back, baby! Fuck back! Fuck that wet pussy back on his big hard prick! Enjoy it, honey! Come! Come!"
Lynn went wild. She bit her lip and fucked back hard. The pressure that was building in her cunt was about to make her lose consciousness. Her mind seemed to leave her body. She could vividly see herself being fucked. She could see Doug's thick cock as it drove into her cunt.
"He's making me come, Sheila! My cunt… is… coming! It's wonderful! Yes! Fuck meeeee! Doug! Fuck me hard! Fuck me good! Fuck me forever! Forever! I don't want to ever stop fucking! Come with me! Give me your cum!"
"Here it is, baby!" Doug groaned when his jizz left his balls. He couldn't speak after that. He drove into her with one final, deep plunge. His hands locked her hot hips in a motionless grip. His cock was in her squeezing pussy as far it could possibly be.
"I feel it!" Lynn screamed. She could actually feel the powerful spurts of hot cum as they hit the walls of her blazing pussy.
She seemed to have a new explosion each time one of his cum-shots hit her. She flung her head from side-to-side. Her long hair whipped the air. She gripped the embedded cock with all the strength she could find in her cunt.
Sheila watched her husband and her friend come. She continued to caress Lynn's jugs. Her other hand reached between Lynn's legs to grab Doug's balls.
After a while Doug started to pull his deflating cock from Lynn's juicy cunt. He was certain that he had given her enough time to come down from her intense blast.
"Don't put it out yet, Doug," Sheila whispered. She put her hand on his ass and pushed him back into Lynn's wet cunt.
Sheila knew how wonderful a cock could feel in a woman's cunt, even after coming. She wanted Lynn to have plenty of time to savor Doug's big prick.
Lynn squeezed his softening cock for a long time. Though she had stopped coming, she still enjoyed the warm, wet sensations in her stuffed hole.
"I can't find words to describe how wonderful that was, you two," she whispered. Very slowly, she eased her tender cunt off Doug's cock. She curled up on the bed and waited for her trembling legs to relax.
"We have a lot of things we're going to show you, darling," Sheila smiled. She rubbed Lynn's ass and massaged her legs.
Doug squatted next to the women.
"If you're ever feeling horny, honey," he said as he rubbed Lynn's sweaty back, "you just come down to see us. We'll be happy to take care of your itch."
Lynn got up and hugged Sheila. She kissed the pretty woman and squeezed her tits. She then turned to Doug. Sucking his tongue into her mouth, she reached for his limp cock.
"Ill be coming down a lot," she grinned, "but for now I have to go. My husband should be home."
When Lynn got back to her apartment she was surprised to find that Brad still wasn't home. She wondered why she wasn't worried. It was unusual for him to be out so late without at least phoning her, but she seemed to sense that he was okay.
The tired woman took off her clothing and crawled into bed. Her hand covered her wet cunt. She let her mind go, and slowly drifted. Before she slept she saw images of Brad fucking another woman.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Lynn wasn't in one of her better moods. She looked at the clock in her small reception area. She frowned as she wondered why she even bothered worrying about the time. Though it was almost time to go home, she wasn't crazy about having another argument with Brad.
She had been so exhausted that she didn't even know what time her husband came home the night before. When the alarm went off he was snoring beside her.
She had become angry when he evaded her inquiries about his activities the night before. He muttered something about stopping for a drink with one of the guys in the office. One drink led to another and he forgot about the time.
Lynn didn't believe him, but there was little time to find out the truth before going to work.
The troubled wife couldn't quite understand her anger and jealousy. She certainly had no reason to be angry with Brad after what she had done. Regardless, she couldn't shake the feeling that something was seriously wrong with her marriage.
"Hello, beautiful! I've got another package for you," the male voice interrupted her thoughts.
Lynn looked up. It was Mike, the messenger boy.
"Hi, Mike!" she smiled sweetly. She liked Mike for some reason. He was cute. His longish hair and casual way of dressing was an interesting contrast to all the men she saw in business suits.
She took the package and signed the slip.
"Thanks, Mike," she said as she gave him the slip.
"You'r welcome, beautiful!"
Lynn almost laughed at his awkward attempt to be flirtatious. She did have to admit, though, that he was an attractive young man.
"You wanna come to a party tonight, Lynn?" Mike blurted suddenly. His expression became serious as he waited for her to answer.
Lynn almost automatically said no. She didn't quite get the words out, though. She thought a moment before she answered.
"I… I guess you think my crowd would be a little young for you, huh?" Mike said as he shuffled his feet.
"No, Mike," Lynn smiled. "I think it would be very interesting to be around a younger crowd for a change."
"You mean it… I mean, you really want to come?" the beaming boy asked.
"I mean it!" Lynn said. She had quickly decided that it might be just the thing to cheer her up. She would go to Mike's party without telling Brad. It would serve him right for not calling her the night before.
"Hey! That's really cool, Lynn! I gotta go check in at work now, but I'll give you the address and you can meet me there!"
"Let's have it!" Lynn grinned. She was excited as she wrote down the address of the party.
"See you later, doll!" Mike happily called out as he left the office.
Lynn tucked the piece of paper in her purse and anxiously looked at the clock. She wouldn't have long to wait.
During the cab ride down to the party Lynn wondered if she should have called Brad.
"Fuck him!" she said aloud.
"What was that, lady?" the driver asked. "Oh… It was nothing," Lynn said, trying to keep from giggling.
The building was in the Village. Lynn got out of the cab and gave the driver his money.
She looked at the old building for a while before going in. She was a little uneasy about the place. It wasn't in the best neighborhood.
"Well, girl, you wanted adventure," she said.
She walked through the old doors at the entrance and looked at the name board. The apartment was on the third floor, and she would have to walk up.
By the time she reached the apartment she was out of breath. The noise of the party could be heard clearly through the door. She gave hermeif a moment to catch her breath bcfore she pressed the buzzer.
"Welcome, stranger!" a very young and pretty girl said when the door opened. "Come in and enjoy yourself!"
Lynn stared for a moment at the fresh beauty of the girl. The dark-haired girl was wearing a Mexican peasant blouse that left her shoulders bare. Her long skirt was one of the old-fashioned kind that seemed to be popular with so many young girls. Lynn stared at the girl's large tits, and noticed that they were braless.