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The Kinky Couples, Part Two
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"Can I give you a refill, Janet. You know those men? Once they get
talking about real estate they're locked in for hours. We probably won't
see them until dinner."
"Yes, I'll take another drink," Janet said boldly, wondering if in
fact she should, two was usually her limit and this was her third and they
were rather strong into the bargain ... still, she felt bold.
She felt a little uncomfortable too, perhaps another drink might
help. Suddenly the little dress she had bought for the weekend looked so
cheap and shabby next to Julie's.
"Your husband's a very attractive man, Janet, you should be proud of
him."
"I am, only ... only ..." Janet murmured.
"Only what? He doesn't make enough money, is that it?"
"Something like that," confessed Janet.
"Well let me give you a little advice, if you don't mind. Some women
wouldn't mind that at all ... as long as they have a handsome man under
their clutches. So, don't be too mean to him, that's all."
"You think I'm mean to Bob?"
"I didn't say that, I just said, don't be, that's all."
Janet was a little confused and there was something about Julie's
tone of voice and the way her gown would fall to one side and expose her
entire naked breast that suddenly made Janet feel insecure and yet Julie
couldn't have designs on her husband ... it just wasn't possible, or was
it?
* * *
"So, what kind of fun have you two been getting into recently?" Gary
Spencer beamed across the dinnertable.
Janet was a little put out, what did he mean ... he seemed to be
implying something other than an occasional movie.
"Oh not much," she heard her husband answering his friend. "We've
been cutting down on expenses recently you know."
"Well, lots of things are fun and they don't cost money," winked
Gary, "remember what I was talking about earlier."
Janet watched her husband blush now... what's going on, she wondered,
obviously something is that I don't know about ... it's all rather
strange. I'm beginning to feel that I've been invited here for the weekend
for an experiment, or something.
Bob Howard started a little now as he felt a delicate nudge of his
leg. He looked slyly across at Julie Spencer and found that she was
staring at him quite intently. Was he imagining it, or was she coming on
to him ...
* * *
"I insist, I absolutely insist," Bob Howard heard his friend Gary
saying to his wife as he helped her into his car. "I must take you to my
special spot by the ocean to watch the moon set, it's a rare treat I can
tell you."
But what about the others," he heard his wife falter, realizing that
she was afraid to go and she was afraid to say no.
"Oh Julie will keep Bob entertained for a while believe me, this is
part of your weekend, I insist," he said forcefully.
Bob heard the car door slam and the sound of screeching brakes, he
turned to Julie Spencer. "I must say your husband is a forceful
character."
"Forceful and smart, he knows that I want to be alone with you,"
purred Julie seductively, and with that she edged over slightly on the
couch until her body was placed closely to Bob's and parting her lips
slightly, pressed them over tightly against his, thrusting her moist,
pointed tongue deep into his surprisedly gaping mouth.
Bob, was stilled, momentarily by the shock but then recovering,
countered by forcing his tongue back and slipping his into her mouth as
she sucked gently on it, nibbling with tiny sharp nips of her teeth that
sent sexual chills running the length of his spine. He pulled back for a
moment to escape the rising sensations and thought guiltily about his
wife.
"Your wife isn't giving you what you want, is she?" Julie said
directly.
"W-what ... why ... no ... as a matter of fact, she isn't. Can you
tell?"
"Of course I can and believe me I intend to make it up to you."
"But what about Gary, he's my friend."
"Of course he's your friend, why do you think he took Janet away with
him. Why don't you let me make up for what you've been missing!" Julie
purred, letting her hands travel down between their tightly pressed
bodies, coming to rest at the growing bulge in Bob's pants.
Bob could hardly believe what was happening to him as Julie began to
fumble with the zipper of his fly, slowly lowering it and then slipping
her softly searching hand inside.
"Ooooooooh ... it's so big!" Julie cooed as her fingers came into
contact with the hard rod of flesh. "It's going to feel so good inside of
me and twisting around deep in my pussy. Quick, let's get naked ... I'll
teach you some things you can take home to that wife of yours."
Bob jumped up from the couch and began desperately stripping his
clothes off. Julie merely slipped out of her gown until she was
completely naked, she wore no brassiere or panties.
Bob lay down beside her, dragging her closer to him on the soft furry
carpet. He moved one hand down the smoothness of her buttocks and cupped
them strong in it. They were beautifully shaped and sinewy as he had
expected them to be. Her body was warm and soft against him and she
raised her face to his, locking her mouth tightly to him as her hand
searched down between them for the hardness of his penis. He gasped as
the coolness of her fingers closed around his rigidity. He pressed his
head forward and kissed her nakedly curved back. Her lips were soft and
she crushed the full length of her body against his and ground her pelvis
tightly into him before suddenly twisting her hips around and pulling him
over on top of her, opening her legs wide to take him between them.
Bob was breathing hot moist air all over her and with all his weight
on her, Julie had some trouble breathing for just a moment ... she didn't
mind, she knew that in moments she would be writhing in the wild throes of
sexual ecstasy beneath her husband's friend and she wanted to hasten the
time as she felt his heavy legs pressing against her now and pulsing near
her belly, the fiery length of his long, lust-hardened penis.
Her hands came down between them and circled around Bob's excitedly
throbbing cock, guiding it between the lips of her hot, desire moistened
cunt. Bob groaned above her as he felt her move up and down between her
legs, parting the soft silky hair of her vagina with the pulsating, blood-
filled head. They grazed teasingly against it, forcing it into a greater
hardness until it ached from the maddening pressure.
Bob couldn't stand it for another second. His hands went underneath
his friend's wife's legs, drawing them up so that they splayed outward and
her calves rested up on his back, her heels digging into the muscles of
his buttocks for support. He let his desire-swollen prick insinuate
itself into the incredible wetness that surrounded the quivering entrance
to her pussy. Suddenly, he flicked his hips forward with a sudden cruel
thrust that drove it with a flesh splitting crash into the gaping hot
mouth of her cunt.
" Yyyyyeesssssss ..." Julie hissed beneath him as she felt her warm
elastic sheath slip wetly over his engorged penis. It entered with a
slight pop and his long prick raced up her cunt to the full depths of her
belly, warm and tight at first, then easier as the wetness of the passage
surrounded him, lubricating the way.
Julie felt herself being pressed into the floor, but instead of being
crushed under his weight she pushed up against him and felt herself being
transported by him.
Then Bob's balls slapped hard against the rounded upturned cheeks of
her ass. Julie let out a low animal-like scream, twisting slightly to
escape the unexpected pain, and then let out another cry of pain. She
felt as though her cunt lips were being split apart by the enormous hard
circumference of her husband's friend's penis. But ignoring her cries,
Bob thrust into her even harder, grinding his pelvis tighter into her
loins so there was no escape for her. She was skewered good and lay for a
moment to allow the pain of the sudden entry to subside, proud that he
could hurt the aristocratic beauty and make her squeal this way. The
tenderness of her inner pussy wrapped itself elastic-like around his
churning prick as he rocked his full weight against her, splitting her
legs wide apart and hooking his cock upward inside her. He could feel her
legs flailing out in the air on either side of his driving hips but he
could only grab onto the nakedness of her smooth cushiony buttocks and
pull her entire pelvis up still higher to meet his prick.
"Ohhhhhhhhhh, Julie ... JULIE, BABY!!! I'M GONNA FUCK YOU GOOD!!"
Bob worked his hips up, kneeling above her helplessly held body and
using her long trembling legs like a wheelbarrow. He was sweating
profusely and big drops fell from his forehead onto her hotly quivering
stomach. Julie was stunned at the way she seemed to have lost control of
the situation as Bob ground his pelvis into the squirming flaccid flesh
beneath him. Julie strained back under him, arching her loins up at him,
lifting them both a few inches off the floor. She moaned ceaselessly
beneath his pounding body, opening and closing her legs around his hips as
she worked her open pussy desperately up and down his rhythmically
pistoning cock, her mouth gaped open wide, her head flailed from side to
side on the rug, again and again in wild abandon, she shrieked out her
pleasure.
Bob's rigid cock was touching every pore of her deeply impaled belly,
filling her with heated male flesh as she had never been filled before.
Looking down at his beautiful conquest, Bob felt like a God. Before
he was through, he would have her begging for more. He thrust into her
moistly contracting cuntal passage with a loud grunting noise, kneading
the smooth full moons of her jiggling white buttocks in his nervous
cupping fingers. She was being skewered hard down into the floor now,
helplessly impaled by his ramming prick. He could feel his cock growing
and expanding inside her until it felt as though it were going to burst
from the exquisite pleasure building in his testicles as they slapped
heavily against her buttocks below.
"... yes ... yes ... yes ..." Julie chanted over and over, her eyes
rolling up into their sockets in a dazed state.
Bob's face grew redder and redder from desire as with long even
strokes he continued the glorious fucking of this rich beautiful woman,
the wife of his best friend. This was forbidden fruit, forbidden pussy
and by God, he was going to enjoy it!
Great tides of desire rose and fell within Julie as she writhed
beneath his powerfully grinding loins. His inflamed and swollen prick
reached the farthest depths of her defenselessly open cuntal passage. The
lewd smacking noise of his swinging, spermfilled testicles slapping
rhythmically down against her wet, nakedly exposed buttocks filled her
ears combined with her own deep groans and sighs of wildly careening
passion.
Bob could tell that her tightly clinging cunt was near cumming as she
gripped him tightly between her desperately straining thighs, opening and
closing them around him in time to his hard, long thrusts into her. She
gurgled beneath him, the sound came from deep within her throat as though
she had no control over it. He knew she was near and he continued his
relentless fucking between her wildly flailing legs with all his strength.
"OOOOOOOHHHHHHH ..." Julie sang out, feeling her lover's heavily
perspiring body pressing down on her now while the tautly stretched moons
of her buttocks split wide, her legs gangling in mid-air as her cuntal
muscles began to vibrate with urgency and then to contract wildly. A
series of spasms took hold of her as the driving cock sped ever upward
into her, pushing the trembling folds of her vaginal walls steadily back,
massaging them internally with each fuck of it in and out. He withdrew
his huge hardness all the way out of her, leaving just the head at the
entrance and then with all his might, rammed back into her hotly steaming
pussy. "Oooooooh God! I'm cumming ..." she gasped, her mouth gaping wide
in ecstatic abandon. "I'm cumming ... cumming ... cumming ..." she
mumbled on, almost incoherently until the sounds coming from her throat
were a mass of jumbled unintelligible syllables whose meaning was known
only to herself. She pulled back her thighs tighter, her knees touching
her nipples, until the whole of her hungrily sucking and clenching vaginal
slit was presented up to him to fuck into and use as he wanted. Her
ankles locked over his shoulders, her crotch squirming beneath him in a
wild, uninhibited dance of abandoned-ecstasy. Her mouth hung open wide,
unseeing eyes gazed wide at the ceiling.
"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" she screamed out again, bucking up against
his savage thrusts. Bob crooned with delight knowing she was beginning
the real part of her orgasm. Gasping for air, he fucked mercilessly deep
into the soft confines of her cunt, watching as he did so the way his cock
appeared and disappeared into the hungrily clutching mouth of her
strainingly bearded pussy. His balls ached painfully and as she continued
to grunt steady words of encouragement to him, he knew that he too was
going to cum. His huge prick seemed filled with a hundred hot sparks, and
he felt a total exhilaration as he totally dominated the wealthy,
aristocratic woman. His sperm seemed to be crying out from within him,
begging for release into the hot steaming pit of his best friend's wife's
womb.
A low wail suddenly formed on Julie's lips as her nostrils flared and
she screwed her cunt desperately up on Bob's wildly thrusting cock and
locked herself to him with all the strength of her thighs, while her loins
jerked spasmodically against his belly. Her entire body arched beneath
her lover's powerfully thrusting hardness, her face almost unrecognizable
in its passion distorted state. A steadily wailing scream spewed forth
from her wide open mouth and she clung to his back with both hands and
heels doing an odd sideways dance with her climaxing pelvis. Her raging
hot vagina clung to the enormous hardened rod that filled them so entirely
while gushing sparkles of light seeped through her, throbbing wildly
through every pore of her body.
"OOOOO AAAAAHHHHEEEEE ..." she screamed out in mid-air for several
seconds while Bob quickened his pace, ramming into her with short, hard
strokes that triggered her inner explosion and kept it going for long,
delicious moments when suddenly a great gushing stream came rushing out of
him in hot, thick spurts, filling her belly until it couldn't hold no
more.
"Yessss ... Oh God! YESSSSSS!!!" Julie cried as she felt the great
shooting jet of his hot, scalding sperm ricocheting around inside her
wildly contracting cunt like a great flood of undammed volcanic lava.
She held her breath for what seemed an eternity, and then expelled it
as though hit in the stomach by a solid fist, her body collapsing limply
down into the floor. She lay still, except for the uncontrollable
quivering of her pussy still locked tightly around her husband's friend's
deeply imbedded penis. They lay quietly now, breathing deeply, their eyes
closed in ecstasy.
"Mmmmm . .. you are sweet," Bob murmured.
"So are you," giggled Julie, her long blonde curls gently flailing
from side to side. "That was quite a ride we took .. . I want you again
you know," she purred seductively rubbing her hands sensitively up and
down his passion-drenched body.
"Now," he grinned weakly.
"No ... we can wait a while, and anyway we have the whole weekend
long, we can arrange some little excursion or something. Would you like
that lover," Julie smiled lewdly.
"You know I would Julie, as long as Janet doesn't get hurt."
"Oh, we'll be very careful about Janet. Maybe she'll open up a
little too, who knows," she smiled mischievously as she thought of her
husband, whispering inwardly to herself. If Gary can't melt her, no-one
can!
Chapter 4
Janet Howard wasn't exactly sure what was happening that she didn't
know about, but something was. Gary Spencer had been very attentive to
her the first night, taken her out to see the moon set, even put his arm
around her, until she had edged away sharply, but now ... she was alone.
It was the second time she had been left alone and she didn't like it.
Julie Spencer and her husband Bob seemed to be hitting it off just
right. She liked to play tennis, so did Bob, Janet hated tennis. She
liked to sail, so did Bob, Janet hated sailing. Gary had some business to
take care of in the house, it was the maid's day off and suddenly Janet
found herself once again alone.
The sun was shining however and so she took advantage of the day and
the sun's rays. One thing Janet did like was to be brown as a berry. Now
stretched out sexily in her white bikini, her skin looked almost ebony ...
little did she know how seductive and alluring she looked, especially to
Gary Spencer who could see her clearly from his study window. He could
see Janet but she couldn't see him because of the willow tree between them
but Gary could see just enough through the branches to know that he still
desired Janet's hot little body, even though he knew she was a touch on
the cool side he felt he could melt the ice a little. I'll just give her
a little time, he decided.
Janet sipped her gin and tonic and sank back into the comfortable
wicker chaise, relaxing into its soft pillows was the best thing she'd
done for herself all day, she thought sleepily to herself. She felt the
sun sinking into her body and she felt invigorated. She started to drift
off and suddenly she found herself thinking about the previous evening in
bed with Bob. It was the first time in months that he hadn't tried to
fuck her, she couldn't understand it, it was so unlike him. He just
didn't seem interested in her body at all. She found herself, even in bed
and especially now feeling sexy. It was almost as if because he didn't
want her, she wanted him.
She felt her nipples begin to respond to her lewd thoughts too and
tiny rivulets of perspiration were beginning to gather under her arms and
down the inside of the finely curling chestnut pubic hair nestling snugly
between her legs. She pressed her legs together as if in an effort to
quell the salacious feelings that were gathering there then realizing that
this was only causing her to feel even more seductive she opened them. A
little rush of air up her legs however increased her feelings even more.
"Mmmmm!" she sighed as the air sent a small tingle of pleasure rippling
through her loins. "Ah, now that feels good!"
Suddenly she knew what she wanted to do ... no-one could see her,
Gary was in the back of the house somewhere reading work lists or
something. She wanted to be naked ... naked in the sun, it really
appealed to her. I can't imagine why I'm having such lewd thoughts, Janet
mused to herself, but I haven't been having much fun this weekend, if
being nude in the sun makes me happy, I don't see why I shouldn't indulge
myself.
Funny how sexy I feel though, she thought. Janet wasn't used to such
feelings, at least not in a long while. It was almost as if Bob's
voracious appetite for sex hadn't allowed her to have one at all. He
never gave her the chance to want him because he always wanted her first.
Janet tentatively slipped out of her bikini now, looking around
furtively just to make sure no-one was looking and then she was free,
completely naked and she felt wonderful. She felt the little bud of her
clitoris quivering wildly as the air fully hit it and almost without
thinking she let her hands roam freely over the swelling curves of her
breasts down her tapering waist until they came to rest on the slightly
rising mound of her naked vagina. Her fleecy chestnut pussy pulsed slowly
with a rising moisture ... her face glistened with the natural oils of her
body and she caught her breath as her middle finger reached the prickly
sensitive folds of her pussy. She felt a sharp thrill rush through her
entire body now as the tender surface of her pussy was exposed to her
quietly little manipulations. The feeling rose from her pink and coral
pussy up across her trim little belly where it lingered before rising
higher still to reach the taut protrusions of her breasts, large and ripe
and melon-like.
Janet could hardly believe that she was touching herself this way,
she hadn't done it since she was a little girl but she couldn't help but
admit to herself that it felt good ... really good.
"Ooooohhhhh ..." she gasped as the deliciousness of the sensations
caused by her fingers grew more and more acute. It was just like when she
was a little girl only more acute. Her fingers slipped into the moistly
moving crevice between the softly fringing outer pillows of her exposed
cunt, sliding across the delicate hidden tissues of her genitalia. Across
the jumbled screen of her mind flickered several different imagines ...
Bob, her husband ... Gary Spencer ... and then her fingers were rubbing,
teasing, churning feverishly inside the ripeness of her vagina as she
remembered how wicked she was being. She fell back onto the chaise now,
her fingers never stopping their tender ministrations for one moment,
deeper and deeper her fingers plunged into her hungry pussy, her long legs
stretching out, scissoring back and forth as her orgasm came crashing down
around her, battering around inside her then rushing out to meet her
invading fingers. Giant sparks exploded inside her head and great waves
of flashing colors blinded her vision as her vaginal walls contracted
wildly around her slim tapering fingers still churning deep up inside her
virgin pussy.
"Yessss ... I say yessssss ..." Janet hissed softly to herself as her
body's pulsations slowed down, until she was merely undulating up and down
on the chaise, her fingers still deeply imbedded inside her wetly
moistened pussy. And as the wetness of her orgasm crept between her
fingers, alternating hot and cold chills ran up and down her body as the
moist fruits of cumming gushed forth in a steady stream of warmly seeping
vaginal secretions. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH HHHHHAAAAAHHHHH ..." she
screamed out, now totally unaware that her cries could possibly be heard
by Gary Spencer. She was beyond caring, now all she cared about was the
climax she was experiencing, a feeling she had desperately needed for so
long, cutting off from her husband so often she never experienced the
fullness of orgasm and now as she rose and fell with her gently writhing
body.
She could hardly believe that she had just masturbated and yet she
didn't really feel guilty ... she had enjoyed it too much to feel guilty.
Serves Bob right for not fucking me properly, she groaned to herself, it's
not my fault if he leaves me unsatisfied, I do my best.
* * *
Gary Spencer smiled broadly to himself as he watched Janet Howard
thrashing up and down on the chaise in his garden, impaled on her own
fingers.
"So, she is a hot little cunt, after all," he grinned lewdly.
Whoever would have thought it. Well now, if that's the case then she'll
get the treatment before the weekend is out, can't let that little number
slip by me untried, that would never do. Besides, Julie is having so much
fun with old Bob, I deserve a little too. Better watch out little Janet
sexy pants, I'm on your case now, you won't get away from me easily ...
not easily at all!
Chapter 5
Janet Howard had removed her chaise to the far end of the garden, she
had had enough of the sun now and wanted to lie in the shade and read.
No-one can see me here, she mused to herself. I'm safe and sound, here
all alone.
She felt good, her masturbation of earlier in the day had fulfilled
her and she had been riding on a cloud since. She felt sure that if Bob
made love to her like that, she would never be mean and bitchy to him but
she wasn't sure about that. He still needs to make some money in the
world, I don't want to live in that dump all my life, she thought.
Her face was creased now as she thought of her house, the house they
rented, compared to the house the Spencer's owned, plus a sailing boat,
two good cars and a maid. Oh dear, Bob will never be that successful she
cried wistfully to herself, I'm almost sure of it.
Janet settled back into the cushions of the chaise with her book,
propping the pillows behind her head she allowed her thoughts to
concentrate on the page.
She couldn't help her mind drifting back to her husband Bob though
and how short and sharp he had been with her the evening before. He just
didn't pay me any attention at all she whined to herself, I wonder why
not, it's so unlike him. Usually he's all over me and I don't want it ...
I wonder if he's going to be nice to me tonight - I do hope so. He seems
to be paying a lot of attention to Julie though, strange Gary doesn't
mind. I'm not sure that I like it, come to think of it, I don't like it
at all!
* * *
Julie Spencer and Bob Howard had arrived back from their sail a
little early.
"Hello everyone," called out Julie as soon as they entered the house,
"anyone home?"
The adulterous couple listened for sounds of their respective wife
and husband but none were forthcoming. "Well Gary's probably at the
office and Janet, well, maybe she went out for a walk, or something,"
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