Banging Anna’s Ass

(FF/M+, bi, anal)

by Kysa Braswell

“Jesus H. Christ!” Anna George cried, pounding her fist on the desk top. She picked up the glossy black and white photos and started ripping them to pieces.

“You knew, going into it, that it might come to something like this,” Mark Moller said. “If you hadn’t been suspicious, you’d never have hired me in the first place.”

“I know,” Anna said, dropping the torn pictures. She stared at the DVD. The urge was strong within her to yank the disc out of the machine and stomp it with her heels. “It’s not you, and it’s not the pictures. I’m just fantasizing that I’m doing this to Roger. The son of a bitch!”

She couldn’t believe that she was actually in a detective’s office, that she had just seen photograph and videotape evidence her husband was cheating on her. She couldn’t believe she had hired the detective to get the evidence in the first place. She’d been positive, in the back of her mind, that there was some other explanation for Roger’s behavior. Even if she couldn’t imagine what it might be. Even if she had, honestly, always supposed that he was fucking someone else.

“Who is she?” Anna asked. “Who is the slut?”

“Her name is Jan Darcy,” the detective said, taking a folder from his desk. “This is the profile. She works in a law office. They handle some of the business relating to your father’s estate, and I suppose that’s how Mr. George first met her. Apparently they’ve been meeting, mostly at her apartment, sometimes at other places, for about six months.”

Anna picked up one of the torn photos. The tramp was attractive enough, she supposed, though it was hard to tell. In the picture she had a mouthful of Roger’s cock and she was sucking it with firm concentration, her eyes closed, her lips stretched by the thick hard prick that was shoved between them. The video had been even worse. Anna’s detective had gotten into Jan Darcy’s apartment and set up a camera. The result had been a half-hour disc starring Anna’s husband and his redheaded slut. Anna’s eyes filled with tears. She felt betrayed and insulted.

“He’s not getting away with it, you know,” she said, fumbling for a tissue. “The money’s mine. I just hope he and his red- haired tart can get by on what she makes as a law office receptionist. You do have duplicates of these?”

She indicated the torn photos.

He nodded. “That’s the normal reaction. Most women tear up the pictures. I can have more when you need them.”

She wiped her eyes and dropped the tissue into the wastebasket, then stood up.

“It’s not just the cheating,” she said. “Don’t you realize how this makes me feel? For Christ’s sake, am I such a goddamn dog that he’d have to go looking for another woman?”

Mark Moller shook his head.

“No,” he said, “you are definitely not a dog, Mrs. George.”

“Call me Anna,” she said. “And do you have any booze? Detectives always keep a bottle in the desk, don’t they? Jesus, I need a drink!”

There was an old-fashioned leather couch in front of a big window. Anna leaned back, holding up her plastic cup. Mark Moller poured some booze into it. He freshened his own drink and looked at her as he sipped.

“Are you staring at me?” she asked, giggling slightly. It was much too early in the day to be drinking, and the whiskey had gone straight to her head. On the other hand, it felt pretty damn good to be giddy and carefree, after what she’d just been through.

He grinned.

“Yeah, I’m staring,” he said. “You’re worth staring at, Anna.” He put down his glass. “I can’t imagine where in the hell your husband’s mind is. A man that would cheat on you probably doesn’t deserve to have a cock.”

She put down her own glass, tilting her head as she stared back at him.

“Normally,” Mark said, “I almost hope that my investigations don’t turn up anything incriminating. When you came in and asked me to check out your husband, I found myself praying I’d catch the fucker with his pants down.”

Mark Moller put his hand on Anna’s knee, just below the hem of her short skirt. She felt the warmth of him flow into her flesh.

“Age you trying to build up my self-confidence?” she asked slowly. Her eyes moved up and down his body. She saw the shape of a hard cock at his crotch, protruding a good eight inches down his left leg.

He guided her hand onto his cock.

“You’re serious,” she whispered.

He nodded.

“I hope you’re in good shape,” Anna said, squeezing hard at his cock-bulge. “I may be more than you can handle.”

She stood up, breathing hard. The taste of the whiskey was in her throat, but that wasn’t why she felt so heated up. She had led a sheltered life, with a strict and protective father. She’d only had a couple of men before Roger, and she had stayed a virgin till she was twenty-one. But she’d come to love sex and the lack of it had been driving her crazy. Masturbation couldn’t kill the fires that smoldered inside her, but she’d never have dreamed of cheating on her husband. Mark watched, idly caressing the erected length of his cock, as Anna undressed. She made a production of it, taking off her skirt first and showing her long, slim legs, the stockings and garters, the skimpy lace of her string panties. Turning, she undid her blouse, then turned toward him, exposing her tits in their flimsy silk bra. She came toward him, a little wobbly from the drinks, and she let his hands discover her body.

He really wasn’t bad-looking, she decided, thrusting her tits into his hands. With her heels on, she was an inch or so taller than he, but Mark appeared to be in pretty good shape, and he wore his body well. She eased the jacket off his shoulders while he was undoing her bra. It came loose, and her tits spilled out. “Jesus!” he gasped. She knew she had better tits than the skinny bitch Roger was fucking. She thought she was prettier. Of course, Jan had an ass that looked fantastic on her skinny frame, and Anna couldn’t quite compare in that department. And the disc proved that she had no qualms about sharing her ass with Anna’s husband. Anna had watched in shock as Roger guided his hard cock into Jan’s ass and fucked her wildly up the ass. It was something he’d suggested to Anna, but she’d never been in the mood to try it. Mark Moller took her mind off her problems quickly. As soon as her tits were bare, he started to suck them. He sucked voraciously, slobbering while he fed the big soft tits in and out of his mouth. Anna swayed while Mark mouthed her tits. She stroked his head, urging him to get nastier. She guided his hand down into her crotch and showed him what she meant. His fingers slipped inside her skimpy panties and she purred as he touched her pussy-crack. It was wet and slippery, her clit erect and yearning. His fingers were a little rough, but Anna didn’t mind a bit. She squeezed her thighs together on his hand and rocked back and forth, masturbating herself on his eager, excited fingers.

“Yes,” she said. “Oh yes, yesssss!”

He speared a finger into her cunt and she gasped aloud. She’d almost forgotten what the touch of a strange hand felt like on her cunt. He added another finger to the stirring, and he worked them in and out of Anna, making her cunt drool.

Mark pulled down her panties, and she wiggled her feet out of them. He leaned back, looking up at her with eyes full of lust and admiration.

“You’re fucking gorgeous,” he said. “A man would have to be crazy…”

He stood up, and she let her hands move up and down his body. She opened his shirt, leaning in to bury her lips in the hairs on his chest. She’d never really cared for a hairy chest before, but it was totally exciting now, nuzzling him, tasting the flavor of his flesh, the sweat that was oozing from his pores. She licked his nipples the way he’d licked hers, and she felt them harden against her tongue. Her body kept brushing his, and she shivered at the sensation of his hard cock touching her. Easing down onto her knees, she opened his pants and yanked them down, his trousers and shorts coming down together. His cock sprang out and slapped her lustfully, in the face. It was a really big prick. Anna took it in both hands and began to stroke up and down the length of his cock, purring with anticipation. He was uncut, and she played with the foreskin, sliding it back and forth over the purplish knob until his cock had grown so long and stiff and hard that the foreskin would no longer cover his bloated cockhead. She kissed the tip of his cock suddenly, pressing her lips against the drooling cockhead. She left smudges of lipstick on him, but they were hard to see with his knob so red and inflamed- looking. Anna parted her lips slightly and rubbed him with the inner sides, humming as she began to mouth his cock. He sank down onto the couch, his legs spread. She slid forward, still on her knees, her mouth glued to his prick. She was drooling a little now. Until Roger, she’d never enjoyed taking a man’s cock in her mouth, but he’d gotten her addicted to the taste of prick, and now she thirsted for it. Her mouth oval, then slid down over the end of Mark Moller’s prick. She made a gasping sound as she took him inside her mouth, and her saliva flowed down the shaft while she sucked on his cockhead.

“Mmmmmm!” she purred over and over, moving his cock in and out of her mouth in short, hungry gulps.

He sighed, letting her take control. She pulled it from her mouth, licked him up and down. She moved down, lapping his balls as well. A hair stuck to her tongue and she scraped it loose with her teeth, spitting it out and returning to his balls. Pushing them aside, she licked into the crack of his ass. Her hand was playing with his prick, and she felt it get even harder. She tongued up the length of Mark’s cock, up to the fat cockhead. Anna tongued him knowingly, spending a lot of time on the sensitive spot just below his bloated cockhead. She stroked his prick up and down while she licked it, and a little bubble of cum oozed from his slitted tip. She caught it on her tongue and savored the milky taste.

“Your cum is delicious!” she whispered. “Are you going to fill my mouth up with it?”

“You bet your sweet ass I am,” he said, putting a hand atop her head and urging her down upon his cock.

Anna smiled and sucked it back inside. She couldn’t throat-suck a cock, but she could do a damn good job, and she was determined to prove it. This man knew that her husband had ditched her for a redheaded slut. She wanted to show him that Roger was a dipshit. She gulped at his cock, pulling him deeper, massaging his hard meat with the wet warm muscles of her cheeks and jaws. Her tongue worked vigorously, and she moaned as she sucked. He was big, and hard, and his meat filled her mouth. She had never tasted anything so delicious in her life, and she had never needed to eat a cock as much as she needed it right now. Anna thirsted for his cum, and she sucked hard, urging it from his balls. Her hands were all over his body, and he was feeling her too, pinching at the stiff red points of her nipples, making her whine and squirm as she ate him.

“Oh, baby, you’re gonna get it! Gonna get yourself a mouthful!” he moaned as he tweaked her nipples and pushed his prick into her mouth.

She sucked faster, drawing her mouth in around him, and she took his prick as deep as she could manage.

“Now, bitch, here it comes!” he gasped, and grabbed her head with both hands, holding her steady while he pumped his prick into her. She opened wide and sucked it in, and the spurting gush of his orgasm began. His cum squirted down her throat. She guzzled greedily, hot for the slimy juice.

“Aaaaahhhh!” Anna groaned, eating his load. She jerked on the shaft of his cock, milking the scummy spunk out of him and into her mouth. She couldn’t taste it but it was thick and hot in her throat, and she gulped and moaned and sucked until he quit shooting.

Roger’s cock usually got soft in her mouth after it had emptied its hot load, but Mark Moller’s prick remained hard and firm across her tongue. Her blue eyes lit up with arousal, and she sucked him hard, making sure he stayed stiff.

“Now you have to fuck me,” she said, raising her face from his hard cock. “Now you have to fuck my ass off!”

He pulled her upward, his hands filling with her hot, sweaty tits. Anna climbed atop Mark Moller, grinding her excited body down upon his. Her mouth covered his. She sucked his tongue the way she’d sucked his cock, and beneath her body, she could feel his prick, as big, as hard, and as eager for her pussy as it had been for her mouth.

“You just passed one of the tests,” she whispered. “I won’t fuck a man who doesn’t want to kiss me after I’ve sucked him off!”

He kissed her again spearing his tongue into her once more.

“This should guarantee me a piece of ass, then,” he said. His hands went down to cup the cheeks of her ass. She squirmed lewdly atop him, spreading her legs to enfold him. The swollen length of his prick rubbed through her dark-furred crotch, stimulating the already-dripping lips of Anna’s cunt.

“I wanna fuck you so bad I can taste it,” Mark Moller said. “So why the hell don’t you let me taste it, bitch?”

He pulled firmly on her asscheeks, and Anna squealed in glee, sliding forward. She rubbed her wet cunt across his chest, bringing it toward his waiting face. He opened her with his thumbs, thrust his mouth upward, and began to lick the splayed coral-pink trench of Anna’s aroused pussy. She rode high and eager above him, squirming and squealing as his licking made her clit throb and twitch in response. He sucked at the hot bud, gnawing it gently with his teeth, sending white- hot jolts of sexual frenzy through the woman’s body. The tips of his thumbs moved onto the super-sensitive slickness of her cunt- slit, and one of them entered her wet pussy. He thrust as he nibbled her clit, and she screamed in growing abandon.

“Oh, fuck me, you horny bastard! Eat me, and then fuck meeeeeee!”

He fucked his thumb in and out of her, still chewing and sucking and licking and kissing her clit. She came twice, drenching his face with her juices, and he kept on eating, lapping at her steaming pussy as if he were in a contest at some rural county fair.

“Your husband ought to be strung up by the balls!” he gasped, his tongue sliding up and down her cunt-slit. “You got a cunt that tastes like peaches and cream, lady! Mmmm, and I’m gonna fill it with some hot cream of my own!”

He took his thumb out of her and sucked the juices off it.

Looking up at her, he said, “I guess you still feel like fucking, don’t you, Anna? I mean, I can call you Anna, can’t I?”

“You can call me a nasty fucking cunt, if you want to,” she said, “just as long as you get that cock inside me!”

“Okay, nasty fucking cunt,” Moller said. “Get your ass off my face and I’ll give you what you seem to need.”

Anna couldn’t remember ever being so excited about a sexual encounter.

She slid back down Mark Moller’s body.

“I’m fucking you, stud,” she said, lifting herself above his stiff cock. She rubbed the tip through her dripping pussy. “It does feel nice and horny! Let’s see how it feels inside!”

She eased the cockhead into her hungry cunt and slid downward, swallowing him with her pussy even more ferociously than she’d gobbled with her mouth. His body stiffened beneath her as she took his cock in her pussy. She strained downward, writhing above his groin. He put a hand on her tits, another on her ass, and he began to fuck hard, straight up into her cunt. He stabbed hard, piercingly, filling Anna’s pussy again and again with the swollen meat of his cock. It was hard to believe she’s sucked him to a blistering, gushing orgasm. He was stiff and eager, and she was easily as wet and eager to receive him. The knob of his cock fucked deep into her belly, stirring her cunt frantically. Anna swamped his cock with her steamy cunt, riding down to gulp him home time after time. She rocked as she fucked him, and she clutched at her tits, moaning and shuddering and coming down the shaft of his prick.

“Aaaaahhhh!” Mark gasped beneath her.

She could feel the mounting excitement throbbing through his cock-shaft. It matched the fiery arousal that bubbled inside her cunt. She met him stroke for stroke, grinding her cunt down onto his prick, eating it to the balls repeatedly. She came twice more while she rode him. She leaned forward, moving her tits across his chest. He caught them, squeezing the plush mounds, bringing them to his lips for more bites and sucks and kisses. She moaned, her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her hard, hot nipples.

“Drink me!” she moaned. “Oh, drink me!”

His cock swelled inside her cunt. It felt so fucking big she thought her pussy might rip open. But he didn’t miss a stroke, and she didn’t miss a stroke, either. The fucking wasn’t as fast, as jackhammer-like, as it had been at the start. They were down to the slow grinding phase now, but slow didn’t mean dull. The head of Mark Moller’s prick stabbed repeatedly into the lusting maw of Anna George’s pussy, and she chirped and moaned and whimpered, feeling yet another climax building inside her. She ground her hungry pussy against him, accentuating the pressure on her ready-to-bust clit.

“You son of a bitch!” she shrieked, rotating her pussy around his prick. “Oh, you’re making me cum!”

“Me too, cunt!” Moller cried, and his sudden thrust almost sent Anna into orbit. He pushed his cock to the very bottom of her cunt, held it there for what seemed an eternity, and then she felt him explode.

His cum blasted into her. He fucked her until his cock went dry. She collapsed on him, her body soaked with sweat, his hands sliding up and down her body until they settled on her quivering asscheeks. His chest hair was matted with sweat beneath her tingling nipples. She sighed, making her tits move through his moist fur, increasing the amount of stimulation that her rigid nipples already felt. Mark’s cum was oozing out of her pussy, and his cock, going soft, had just begun to slide out of her sticky-wet hole. She sighed again, squeezing with her cunt muscles, but it was too late to trap him. His prick eased out, and after it bubbled the driblets of spunk he had squirted up Anna. “You saw the tapes,” she said. “You saw my husband fuck that little red-haired cunt three times. I want a man who doesn’t know when to quit. I want a man who can fuck my mouth and my pussy and then roll me over and fuck me again. How about it? Are you that kind of man? Can you get that cock hard and fuck me one more time?”

She didn’t give him time to answer. She grabbed his cum- slimed cock and began to masturbate it. She was forceful. Pressing her mouth against his, she slipped her tongue between his lips and checked out his dental work while she continued to jerk on his cock.

“Right here, right now!” she whispered into his mouth, still working on his prick. “I want it again! I’ve gone without for too damn long!”

He panted, and she could see concentration in his eyes.

“You’re something, lady,” he said as his prick began to swell inside Anna’s fist. He put his hands on her shoulders and sat her up, rising with her. “Okay, nasty fucking cunt, you’ve got this thing hard again, so I’ll just have to let you have it one more time.”

He was on his knees beside her now, his prick sticking up at a sharp angle. It felt a little thinner than before, as if she’d skinned off some of the fat inside her tight pussy, but it was as hard as steel, and she slid her fingertips up and down the length of it, her eyes bright with excitement. She’d never done it three times in a row before, not even with Roger, but this was certainly a day for novelties. Anna bent down to lick it. He still tasted of cum, but there was also the flavor of cunt on his prick. Her cunt. Her juices. She lapped up and down his shaft, nibbling and sucking at the hot spongy cockhead. Her lips seemed glued to Mark’s prick. She sucked it a little deeper into her mouth, momentarily unwilling to stop sucking on it.

But she raised her head, licking her lips, and her mouth glistened lasciviously as she looked up at Mark Moller. He pulled her upright and burned her mouth in a kiss, his hand automatically dropping to her pussy. She sighed into his mouth, arching her cunt into his clutching hand. His finger entered her, poking about tentatively, testing the wetness, the desire within.

“Unh-huh,” she said wriggling out of his embrace. “You saw the tapes, baby. I want the same thing that freckle-faced slut gave my husband. I never let Roger fuck me up the ass, not one time, and now I’m going to let you have my ass cherry, just for proving to me what a crap my husband is. The one thing he never got from me is yours!”

“Are you sure?” he asked, but she could see the new fire in his eyes. “Are you sure you want my big hard cock up that cute ass of yours?”

She lay face-down on the couch, looking up at him over her shoulder. One of her long legs dangled down to the floor, and her crotch was totally exposed to his eyes. She saw him staring at her, and she liked the way he stared. She also liked the way his prick continued to stick up.

“Hurry, before I change my mind,” she said. “I’m crazy with shock and I might regain my senses at any moment.”

He slid off the couch, onto his knees on the floor. He cupped her nearest tit while he leant down to lick and kiss the curve of her ass. The wet smacking of his lips sent vibrations through her ass and she began to writhe and squirm on the sofa. Reaching down, she fingered her clit as he tongued her ass, and the vibrations continued. She liked that a lot. He spread her asscheeks and licked playfully at her ass. She had a finger up her cunt by now, sliding it in and out of her wet, sensitized fuck-hole. She turned slightly so she could move her finger more freely. He followed with his head and kept on tonguing her ass. His tongue moved back and forth from her ass to the lower edge of her pussy-crack. As her finger moved in and out, he licked it too. She slipped the finger out and his tongue poked inside her cunt, stirring her juices just a little more. Then he was back at her ass. Mark Moller was eating out her ass now, and it was an incredible feeling. She’d never had a man’s tongue back there before. It had always seemed kinda dirty, sexing around with the ass, but not now. He had her asscheeks spread and her ass was dilated, and he was dipping his tongue in and out. She rocked on the sofa, pushing her ass at his face.

“Yes!” she gasped. “Oh baby, eat me where I crap!”

Her eyes got big as he replaced his tongue with his finger. She moaned when the finger began to rotate inside her ass, turning around and around. Her ass tightened automatically, but he kept on prodding it, and suddenly he entered her.

“Loosen up, bitch,” he said.

“I’m trying!” Anna panted, frigging her hot clit in desperation.

His fingertip pushed deeper, and she made a gagging sound, but the panic faded quickly, once she got used to the feel of him inside her ass.

She was tight, and he had to fight her a bit. She strained, anxious to take him despite her apprehensions and second thoughts. And then her resistance broke down, and his finger plunged all the way up her ass. He ground his knuckle against her ass-ring, rotating his finger inside her, and she whined and whimpered.

He reamed her mercilessly. But with each rotation, her ass got a little less tight, a little more excited.

He pulled out of her ass, wiping his finger on an asscheek.

“Okay, baby,” he said, “you wanted the real thing, and that’s what I’m gonna give you. Stroke my cock once more for luck, and then I’ll fuck your tight sweet ass!”

She was still frigging and fingering herself, but she took his cock in her other hand and squeezed, feeling the excited surges that raced through his stiffened meat. He felt a lot bigger than he had a couple of minutes ago.

He mounted the sofa behind her, coming down upon Anna. She spread a little wider, reaching back with both hands to open herself for him.

“Fuck me!” she moaned, “Fuck me up the ass, just like my husband fucked his little redheaded whore!”

He brought the knob of his cock to bear against her ass. She closed her eyes, feeling its blunt snout nosing her there.

“Oh, come on!” she panted. “Do it to me, stud!”

Her hole was dilated from the finger-reaming he’d given her, and he was able to get the head of his cock inside her with no trouble.

“Oooooh, it’s gonna hurt!” she whimpered.

“It won’t hurt me a bit,” Mark Moller said, and drove his cock into her.

She screamed at the force and fury of his sudden lunging penetration. The meaty shaft of his prick rammed hard and deep into her ass, and she screamed again, but she was definitely fucked, pinned to the sofa by the weight of his body and the length of his cock, and there was not a hell of a lot she could do about it now.

“Fuck me, then, goddamn you!” she snarled over her shoulder, and her finger began to fuck in and out of her cunt. She could feel his cock moving inside her ass, and it excited her. Anna stimulated herself harder, and Mark matched her stroke for stroke.

She was as tight as hell back there, but she wasn’t constipated against his assault, and the more times he prodded her with his prick, the looser her ass became. It never grew less than snug around his prick, but there were no red bursts of agony now that he was fully imbedded, and his fucking became a little gentler, and a lot more exciting.

She continued to masturbate her pussy, his hand joining hers in the effort. While she finger-fucked herself, Mark concentrated on her clit. The pleasurable sensations grew stronger, more difficult to resist. His prick fucked into her ass again and again, and she chewed her lips, enduring and enjoying.

“Oh, you fucker!” she whined. “Oh, you rotten fucker!”

But there was nothing rotten about the way he fucked Anna’s ass. She writhed and swayed, she moaned and whimpered, and she came like a bitch in heat.

She wasn’t sure if she was cumming in her ass, her pussy, or both. She only knew that it was the most intense orgasm she had ever experienced.

It seemed to last forever, building into new heights each time she thought it was ebbing. He’d poke her again, deeper, with his driving, ass-pounding cock, and she’d suck in her breath and find herself squealing out a fresh orgasm. Her fingers were dripping as they kept up the pussy attack, and her clit was so raw under his fingers that she heard herself begging him to stop.

He didn’t stop. He fucked her. It was what she’d asked for, and it was what he gave her.

Suddenly he gasped too, and she knew that he was going to cum, that he was going to splatter her crap with the discharge of his jism. She thrust her ass back against him, engulfing his prick in her tight ass, and she wiggled her ass from side to side, the muscles milking hotly at his throbbing prick.

“So this is what it’s like!” she moaned from deep in her crap, the words forced out of her by the belly-busting force of Mark Moller’s long cock. And even as she spoke, his cock vibrated within her ass and began to spit out its load of cum.

“So, what are you going to do about this?” Moller asked, indicating the torn pictures and the DVD-disc. “You’ve got the fucker by the balls. With evidence like this, he probably won’t even show up in divorce court to answer the charge.”

“I don’t know,” Anna said, hooking her bra. “I honestly don’t know what I’m going to do. But when I do figure it out, I promise you’ll be the first to know.”

When Roger came home from work, Anna met him at the door. She was freshly washed, powdered, perfumed, and she wore a lush satin robe wrapped around a shimmery sheer nightgown. The curves of her body showed through it, and as she kissed him hello, she let the robe fall open.

“Hard day?” she asked, stroking his cheek.

Roger’s job was an executive position with the company Anna’s father had created. He didn’t have to exert a muscle or a brain cell to collect his paycheck.

“So-so,” he said, easing out of her embrace.

She watched him go past, brushing her off as if she were a stray dog.

He turned at the foot of the stairs.

“Something’s come up, dear,” he said, “and I have to fly to New York for the weekend. I hope we don’t have anything planned.”

She stared at him.

Roger looked down at his watch. “Damn! I’m going to be late for the plane. I’d better grab a shower now. Sorry I can’t talk longer, but you know how it is…”

Anna went up the stairs, listening as he turned on the shower. She went into the bedroom.

She stood by the mirror, examining herself critically in the sheer blue nightgown. She wasn’t the most beautiful woman on earth, but she was pretty, and she had a decent body, with good legs, a full chest, and a slim ass. She deserved better than she was getting from her husband.

Anna opened the bottom drawer of her dresser and reached into the back. Roger didn’t even know she had a vibrator.

She went to the bed, stretching out across the pink satin sheets she’d had the maid put on it. They were smooth and cool against her skin. She felt glamorous and sexy. Too bad her husband didn’t care. She rolled the vibrator between her palms, warming it up, and then she switched it on.

She stroked herself with the thing, through her sheer nightgown, arousing her nipples to pointy erections. She squeezed her tit, forcing the nipple to push upward, and the vibrator buzzed fitfully across the arching peak. Anna began to feel warmer, more excited. She was starting to feel the way she’d felt at Mark Moller’s office.

She moved the vibrator down her belly, twisting on the bed as she continued to caress and excite herself. Her juices were flowing already, sopping the crotch of her panties, and there was an uncontrollable itching between the lips of her cunt, even before she began to work the vibrator back and forth over her pussy.

“Ahhhhh!” she gasped, clenching her thighs around the vibrator and pressing it firmly against her pussy. The bed swayed erotically beneath her, and she clutched her hard-nippled tits. She moved the vibrator against her cunt as if it were a cock, rubbing her aroused pussy until her clit buzzed like a bee and the lips drooled a sticky honey that soaked her panties, her upper thighs and the humming vibrator.

She eased down the top of her gown, baring her pointed tits. She squeezed her tits upward, her tongue extending to lap at her nipples. She flogged them hungrily. Straining a little, she was able to take a nipple in her mouth and suck it. It reminded her of the way Mark Moller had feasted on her tits this morning, and the memory sent shivers of excitement racing through Anna’s entire body. She bit into the straining flesh of her hardened nipple and her eyes welled with tears of erotic agony.

Down between her thighs, the vibrator was driving her cunt crazy with lust. She kept on sucking at her tit, reaching down with her other hand to grab the vibrator and turn it around. She pressed the point against the crack of her cunt and slid it back and forth, concentrating on the swollen button of clit-flesh.

The shower was still running, and Roger was singing.

She sat up, pulling the nightgown up over her head and tossing it to the floor. She slid out of the matching panties, flinging them aside too. Stretching across the bed again, she began applying the vibrator directly to her naked body.

Anna hunched forward and took a tit into her mouth, sucking it with love and lust, while she scraped the vibrator through her pussy-hair. The fur was matted with cunt-juice, and her cunt-lips were open, as if they were gasping for sex. She slid the tip of the vibrator into her opening and thrust, filling her pussy with the solid bulk of the buzz-stick.

She bit into the flesh of her tit, sucking away the pain her teeth caused, and she jabbed herself, poking and prodding, moaning at the savage pleasure it gave her. A little like the hard nasty fuck Mark Moller had thrown up her pussy on his office couch. But she was getting it from plastic and not from flesh, and it wasn’t the same thing, not the same thing at all.

“Oh, Christ,” she whined, pulling the vibrator out to use its wet sticky point on her swollen clit. She stretched out, arching upward as she humped the vibrator. Then she hunched once more and pressed her red lips against her aching tits.

That was when Roger came out of the bathroom.

He was in his short robe, his hair damp, a towel across his shoulder. He stopped short.

She didn’t stop, not even to look back at him. She was too deep in her lust by now, and anyway, she wanted him to see that she didn’t need him or his cock.

“Hello, darling,” she said, sloshing her tongue across a hard nipple. She gave her wrist a flip and thrust the vibrator back up her cunt, moaning and growling as it penetrated her pussy once again. Her cunt sucked wildly at the buzzing dildo, holding it so possessively she found it difficult to fuck the thing in and out of herself.

She was glowing now, she knew, as wet from sweat as Roger had gotten from his shower. She could smell her funky pussy scent, and it was intoxicating.

She’d never masturbated in front of Roger before. He stared in fascination, seeing a brand new side of his wife.

Roger took a step closer to the bed. Anna sneaked a look at him. The front of his robe was beginning to tent out, and she knew what was responsible.

She swiveled around, presenting her pussy to his staring eyes. She knew exactly what she was doing. Now he could see the vibrator fucking in and out of his wife’s cunt, see the cunt-lips spreading to make room for it, see the wetness that coated the plastic shaft as it emerged. She was fucking her cunt toward the vibrator, eating it greedily, and her clit was enormously swollen, gleaming like a pearl above her splayed pussy-lips. She reached down to frig her clit and Roger came nearer to the bed.

His robe slipped open, and his stiff prick pushed outward. He had a big cock, no two ways about it, but as far as Anna was concerned, Roger himself was the biggest dick around. She’d certainly excited him with her display, and it gave her a tingle of satisfied pleasure.

“This is so unlike you, darling,” he said.

He sat down on the bed beside her, stroking her hair and shoulders while she fucked herself with the vibrator. She bit her lip and concentrated on herself.

He took her free hand and put it on his stiff prick. She let her hand be guided, let her fingers be molded around his hard cock, but her hand was limp and loose. He squeezed the fingers down, until they clutched him. She felt the hot pulsation of lust inside his cock.

“Do me too!” he whispered, and he guided her hand up and down, moving his cock inside it.

She was in no mood to cooperate with him. But she allowed her hand to be used, and she kept on fucking herself with her hot, battery-powered vibrator.

The harder she fucked herself with the dildo, though, the more tightly her other hand gripped Roger’s cock. His hands were all over her.

“You look so wild and hot,” he said. “I can’t believe you’re doing this. It’s not like you at all, mmmmm, lean over here and kiss my cock, will you, dear?”

Anna resisted his efforts to push her face down toward his cock, and she continued to assault her pussy with the plastic prick.

But he seemed to be determined to get his cock into her mouth, and he pried her fingers loose, then brushed the head of his cock against Anna’s cheek. She felt the velvety sponginess slide across her flesh, slobbering out a trickle of pre-cum as it touched her.

The dildo was pounding in and out of her cunt, emerging from time to time to buzz her clit again, then slamming deep and hard into her fuck-hole once more. She felt her face being turned toward Roger’s cock, and she relaxed, allowing him to do what he wanted.

His prick touched her mouth, and the old familiar scent of him filled her nostrils. She sniffed, then opened up, and he thrust between her lips.

There was a certain pleasure in sucking his prick, and she rationalized that after all, he had taken a bath and washed himself since he’d been with his red-haired slut. She probably couldn’t catch anything serious from a little nibble on his dick. And God, she did still so love to suck him!

Her mouth grew wet and slurping on Roger’s cock, and he was fondling her tits and reaching low down her belly to frig her clit while she continued to fuck the dildo. He spread her cunt-lips wide, then squeezed them tightly around the dildo, increasing the pressure and the stimulation all at once.

He spread her wide again, and his finger slicked into her cunt, probing alongside the burrowing shaft of the dildo. She got very wet around him. She found herself jerking wildly with lustful responses. Her sucking grew more determined, more intense.

His cock was almost too big for Anna to suck properly, but she knew she was doing a damn good job anyway. He thrust across her lapping tongue, his cockhead pulsing into the upper end of her throat. She gagged a little but kept on gobbling.

He pulled her upper body around and started fucking deeper and faster into her mouth.

“You’re acting like a whore,” he said. “And I think I like it!”

Now she was on her knees, her head buried in his lap, her ass in the air, the dildo humming away as it protruded from Anna’s dripping pussy. She had both hands on Roger’s cock as she fed it in and out of her mouth. He reached beneath her and started to manipulate the vibrator, fucking her with it in short but passionate thrusts. He even slipped it out, as she had done, and buzzed her clit, but he gave her a couple of gooses up the ass with the thing, too!

He knew she didn’t go for any of that ass stuff! But she couldn’t help thinking of what she had forced Mark Moller to do to her today, and each time the vibrator’s tip tingled outside her ass, she felt a fresh dribble of pussy-juice trickle down her quivering, sweat-soaked thighs.

She climaxed. The orgasm ripped through her like a chainsaw and she howled around the cock that fucked her wet mouth. The humming sound set off a chain reaction in Roger’s cock, and suddenly he was squirting his cum onto her tongue.

“So,” she said, lying smug and contented with her head in his lap and his cum dripping from her chin, “do you really have to go to New York?”

“Oh, crap!” he gasped. “I almost forgot about that! I’m going to be late. Listen, Anna, this is major, and I can’t get out of it. And when duty calls, you know?”

I know, Anna thought. But it’s not duty that’s calling you. It’s a red-haired cunt.

She sat up.

“Okay,” she said. “If you have to, you have to.”

“I’d better take another shower,” Roger said. “I seem to smell like I’ve just gotten fucked.” He leaned down and kissed Anna on her cum-smeared lips. “We’ll have to try this again when I come home. Where in hell did you ever get that dildo, dear? It doesn’t seem your style at all. I like it, but it doesn’t seem your style.”

And with that he went back into the bathroom.

Anna lay on the bed, staring at him with a mixture of lust and revulsion.

“All right, fucker, you got it.” Anna said, once she heard the shower water running and the sound of his singing. “If you don’t want it, let’s find out if anyone else does.”

“You don’t want any money?” the man asked. “This isn’t some kind of weird scam?”

Anna George smiled. “No, it isn’t some kind of weird scam. I simply feel like being fucked tonight, and I thought maybe you were the man to do it. If you’re not, I can always look for someone else.”

She stood up, putting down her drink. She was wearing a red dress, tight in the bodice to show off her tits, low-cut into the cleavage, in shimmery swirls down her long, black-stockinged legs.

“Well?” she asked.

“Don’t go,” he said, putting down his own drink. Gingerly, still uncertain, he came near. Anna smiled and waited.

She had picked him up in a hotel lounge near the airport. She was on her way back from confirming that Mr. and Mrs. George had boarded a flight to New York.

That had been the clincher. If Roger could go to New York with his slut, then Anna had no qualms about going on the prowl. The Satin Lounge was the top pick-up spot in town. Anna had scored not five minutes through the door, and now they were in his hotel room.

The man was a salesman, leaving town in the morning. He was gorgeous, the kind of big blond stud Anna had always dreamed about in her school days, though she always froze up around them in real life. His name was Mark.

He put his hands on her waist and she leaned in to him, brushing her tits against his chest. Her nipples were hard through the soft clinging fabric of her dress. He couldn’t help but feel them touching him. She pushed a little more firmly, making sure he felt them. His hands moved around her waist and down onto the curves of her ass.

She squeezed closer, her belly starting to grind against his crotch.

She kissed him hungrily, her mouth wet and open. Her eagerness seemed to scare him a little, but the more she fucked her tongue in and out of his mouth, the more excited he grew. His hands cupped her asscheeks, squeezing them possessively, and now he was grinding back at her, and his prick was beginning to show some definite signs of interest.

Anna came up for air, licking her lips and smiling. She had her arms around his neck. She swayed, her asscheeks swaying too inside his cupping hands. She felt the surging energy as it flowed into his cock, stiffening him against her.

“I’m for real,” she said. “Are you?”

He didn’t say anything. She wriggled out of his grasp and took a couple of steps back, wobbling a bit on the heels. Turning, she looked over her shoulder and said, “Would you unzip me, please, Mark?”

He tugged down the zipper of her dress. She leaned forward, easing it off her shoulders and down her body. It fell to her ankles, and she stepped out of it. Under the dress she wore a pink teddy, its front laces undone, with black stockings and bright red shoes. She was sure that she looked good, and his eyes confirmed her suspicions.

“God,” he said, staring into the front of her teddy. The undone laces showed tantalizing glimpses of the curves of her tits, and the nipples protruded insistently under the smooth silk.

“Touch them, if you want,” she said, taking his hands and placing them on her tits. She forced his fingers downward. “Would you like to see them?”

He nodded, and she slid the straps of the teddy off her shoulders. It fell to her waist, where she caught it, and she confronted him with her tits, bare and tempting.

“Your body is gorgeous,” Mark whispered, his eyes alive with lust.

“Now you take something off, she said. “I bet you have a beautiful body, too.”

He did. She had to restrain a gulp as he got out of his clothes. His shoulders were broad, his chest smooth and hard- looking, his waist tapering and narrow. He removed his pants, stumbling slightly, but her eyes were on his crotch, not his feet. He wore a pair of tight bikini shorts. The lance-like shaft of his cock was protruding above the low-riding top of the shorts.

His cock was long, not overly thick, but really long, and Anna eyed him, her mouth watering for the taste of his cock.

She dropped her teddy, leaving her naked except for stockings. Her eyebrows lifted, and Mark yanked down his shorts. His cock jumped out, long and hard and ready for love.

She took it in her fists, sliding them up and down the length of Mark’s cock. He was almost long enough that she needed both hands to masturbate him properly. As it was, she could wrap two fists around his cock and there was still a little bit peeking out of her handhold. Leaning toward him, she pressed her tits, bare now, the nipples hot and stiff, against his chest.

He took her head in his hands and kissed her savagely.

“I don’t even know your name,” he said, breaking free.

“It’s Noelle,” she said, lying. What business of his was her name, anyway? The only thing that mattered between them was the swollen, raging prick she clutched in her fists. The only thing.

They moved to the bed. He picked her up like a bridegroom and carried her over, depositing her carefully on the mattress. She looked up at him, stroking her tits and pinching the nipples even harder. They were blood-red with lust, and so were her eyes.

He knelt by the bed, leaning across her where she lay. He started at her mouth and kissed his way down to her stiffened nipples. She moaned in gratification as he took them in his mouth, one after the other. He squeezed her tits together and sucked his way back and forth, munching, biting, licking, feeding the pointy-capped mounds into his mouth for hungry swallows.

One hand, meanwhile, was down between her legs. He slid his fingers up and down the puffy bulge of her cunt, stretching the taut cunt-lips, opening them, then squashing them shut again. She writhed responsively, her hands all over him, urging him to do more.

“You really do want it, don’t you?” he said softly. “You’re dripping wet!”

His finger moved through the deep pink cleft of her cunt, tickling the aroused opening. She whined and winced as he poked her fuck-hole, and then he plunged into her, his finger buried in hot tight wetness. Her body bucked and trembled as he finger- fucked her pussy and sucked at her aroused tits.

He moved his lips down her belly. He was finding spots she hadn’t even guessed were responsive, but which came alive at the touch of his mouth, his tongue. His hand manipulated her cunt in a smooth, knowing fashion, and her juices puddled in his palm.

“Eat my cunt!” she whispered. “Get me hot!”

“Christ, you must have been born hot,” he said, his mouth easing into the upper edge of her pussy-bush.

He licked down toward her cunt, opening her cunt-lips until her clit stood out.

“Jesus!” Anna gasped as he tongued her back and forth, inching slowly toward the rising button of her clit. His finger poked back into her cunt.

She reached down and found his cock. It was as hard and long as before. She stroked it vigorously while he licked her cunt.

His tongue came down onto her clit, finally, and she almost screamed at the electric-like touch of him, lapping the tingly hard button. His finger was deep inside her cunt, and she squirmed, writhed, and fucked his finger with her ravenous pussy.

“Oh, eat me, eat me!” she moaned from low in her throat. “Eat my fucking pussy!”

He spread the cunt-lips wide and thrust his face up into Anna’s hot horny cunt-gash, his tongue stabbing ahead of him to enter her as deep as he could lick.

He wiggled into her, and his tongue licked her inside out, reaming softly but provocatively around her pussy. She lifted her ass straight off the bed and she came all over his sucking mouth.

She still had a fistful of his prick, and the dryness at the back of her throat told Anna that it was time to do some sucking of her own.

“Get up on the bed!” she panted. “Let me eat that cock before I die!”

He sidehopped onto the bed with her and she spun around instantly, making for the rigid pole of his prick. She took it in both hands, marveling at the length and stiffness.

He had thighs like granite. She couldn’t get over how firm and muscular they were. She didn’t know whether to keep on fondling his prick or caress the perfection of his upper legs. His stomach was flat and hard, too, and she stroked her palm across it.

He had little body hair, other than what grew in his armpits and around his proud cock. Anna slid her hand up his thigh again, and over onto the long pole of his prick, then leaned in to suck him blind.

She extended her tongue and tickled the edges of his cock- knob with it. He shivered in her grip, and she smiled. Men really loved to have their cocks licked, and Mark was no exception.

“Noelle, baby!”

She’d almost forgotten what name she had given him.

She made her licking a little more aggressive, and he tasted as good as he looked. She coated his cockhead with saliva.

She traced the bulging shape of his cock straight down to his balls. She pushed his balls aside and licked the area beneath his sac, down toward his ass.

“You’re a dirty bitch, Noelle,” he said, patting her head. “C’mon, lick my ass, too!”

She rolled him over and took a nipping bite of his ass, then spread his asscheeks and slid her tongue up and down the crack.

His ass was tiny, but it dilated when she pried his asscheeks open, and she smiled at the way it seemed to wink back at her. Leaning down, she flicked it with her tongue, rimming the wrinkly flesh, poking into it as if she meant to fuck him orally in the ass.

“Oh, that hits the spot,” he said, but by then she was tonguing her way down to his balls, attacking them from behind.

She reached under Mark and grabbed his cock, stroking it with a growing eagerness while she kept on licking and sucking everything that wasn’t nailed down.

She got a mouthful of balls, chirping as she sucked them.

Then he turned over, and she fell on his cock with her hungry mouth, gulping him in and sucking madly up and down his prick- shaft. She couldn’t get nearly all of his long cock into her mouth, but she sucked the hell out of all she could swallow, and her saliva ran down the cock-shaft, wetting the entire length of Mark’s prick.

She came back up, concentrating on the prick-knob, and she feasted there while her fists stroked and jerked the rest of him. He was reaching for her, and she squirmed around, opening her cunt to his fingers. He speared three fingers up her pussy-hole, fucking Anna while she sucked his cock. It was pretty clear he liked what he was getting. And he wasn’t the only one.

Anna’s face lifted and she said, “Well, dude, are you going to fuck me or not?” He grabbed her by the waist and spread her on the bed. Her legs spread automatically and she reached down to spread her pussy for him. He came down on his knees, between her thighs, and she caught his cock in her other hand, bringing it to bear against her drooling cunt-crack.

She moved his cockhead in and out of her pussy, teasing herself with the promise of a full insertion till she could hardly stand it.

“Now!” she cried. “Fuck me right now!”

He nodded and thrust, and she got her fingers out of the way just before the power of his thrust would have buried them alongside his prick in her pussy.

“How’s this?” he gasped, burying his prick in her ready cunt. His belly slammed against hers, and the sparse hairs he had were in exactly the right position to rub against her clit. She opened her mouth to shriek, but no sounds came out.

Mark was propped above her, supported by his arms and knees. He was stirring her cunt with his long cock, and she tossed her head from side to side, biting her lip and murmuring.

She couldn’t remember ever having been penetrated quite so deeply. She couldn’t remember ever having been more excited by being penetrated.

“Fuck me, goddamn you!” she growled beneath him, grinding her hips and milking his cock in and out of her churning pussy. “Now! Now, now, now!”

He got the message, and he started to fuck her hard and deep, showing her cunt no mercy with his long prick. It banged to the bottom of her pussy, hitting hard, and she whined like a dog with each stroke. Her feet kicked up into the air. She alternately spread and squeezed her legs, varying the tightness of her cunt around his cock, drawing more and more pleasure from the sensation of being fucked.

Mark gasped, and his prick began to unload inside Anna.

“Noelle, baby!” he gasped, filling her cunt with his cum.

He fucked into the sticky mess, and it oozed out of her cunt each time he thrust home to give her another squirt. She was moaning and climaxing, her legs wrapped around his thighs and her hands clawing at his chest as she urged him to give her more.

He pulled his cock out of her pussy and crawled up her chest, his dripping prick protruding before him. She took it in her hands, relishing the sticky feel of cum that coated his cock, and she fed it into her mouth, sucking hard.

“Why were you so hesitant?” she asked as they shared a shower, soaping each other. “Were you afraid of me?”

“Noelle, baby,” he said, shaking his head, “a guy in my position has to be careful. I can’t just fuck anything that looks good while I’m on the road. You’re a total doll, sure, but there are some girls around who aren’t as neat and clean as you. I’m a married man, and my wife would kill me if I came home with a dose of something nasty.”

“You’re married?” she said, stiffening. Somehow that changed the whole complexion of things. “Why didn’t you say so?”

“Hey, doll, my wife is a long way from here, and what she doesn’t know can never hurt her, right?”

Anna brushed past him, out of the shower.

“That’s what I used to think,” she said over her shoulder as she picked up her clothes. “But it isn’t true at all.”

Downstairs, in the lounge, she tossed down a drink. I’m no better than Jan Darcy, she thought.

A couple of men tried to hit on her, but she wasn’t in the mood. She ordered a second drink, took a sip, and a hand brushed her shoulder. She turned and found herself looking at a pretty, petite blonde woman.

“You wanna make a quick hundred?” the woman asked. “I’m in a bind and I could really use some help.”

She thinks I’m a hooker! Anna realized, a few sentences into the conversation. She blushed, but the darkness hid her embarrassment, and the blonde didn’t notice.

“It’s an easy trick,” she said. “I’ve got this john upstairs who wants two girls, and that rotten bitch Daisy has fucking vanished on me. She was supposed to help me, but I can’t find her. She’s probably blowing somebody’s dog for pocket change. She’s such a cunt!”

She smiled and ran her fingers up and down Anna’s bare arm.

“C’mon, babe, it’s no problem. All you have to do is watch while he fucks me. He likes an audience, as long as it’s a female audience. Will ya? My old man will beat the crap outta me if I don’t come home with some cash. You’ll be saving my life and my ass. The trick is three hundred, and you get a hundred just for watching. Say yes, honey, please?”

The blonde, who called herself Shari, was snuggling up to a guy in his forties. He was bald on top, with a small belly showing under his t-shirt and a big wad inside his shorts. Another out-of-towner, probably with a wife at home who had no idea what kind of stuff her husband was up to on the road.

Shari stood up and the guy unzipped her skin-tight dress, peeling it down her body. Underneath she wore a black bra and panties. The bra pushed her tits upward, making the most of her rather small size. Her skin was pale, as if she hadn’t seen the sun in years, and the black garments were eye-catching against her milky complexion.

The guy, his name was Mel, moved against her from behind, grinding his crotch into her ass, his hands coming around to cup and squeeze her tits.

“Great as ever, Shari,” he said. Looking over at Anna, he added, “Why don’t you get comfortable too?”

Anna stood up, watching the man fondle Shari. All I have to do is watch, she reminded herself. And it might be fun. I’ve never seen anyone else fucking. Not in real life. She unzipped her dress and stepped out of it. Mel’s eyebrows lifted at the sight of Anna in her teddy and stockings, and he smiled.

“Not bad, baby. Maybe we’ll make this a threesome.”

Shari unsnapped her bra and peeled it loose. Her tits were small but high and firm, with nipples that pointed upward at a perky angle. She rubbed the backs of her fingers across them, then cupped her tits and offered them to Mel. She stooped slightly and began sucking at them.

Anna pulled up a chair and sat down, her legs open. One of the shoulder straps of her teddy came down, and the edge of a stiffening nipple teasingly peeked in and out around it. She felt a little strange being in this position, but she was starting to feel pretty good about feeling strange.

As she watched Mel sucking on Shari’s tit, she eased her teddy down and bared one of her tits completely. Her hand brushed across the nipple point and she felt it growing harder, hotter. She reversed her hand and squeezed at her tit, bringing her thighs together so that they pressed against the bulging bun of her pussy.

Mel straightened up. His belly protruded a little but Anna didn’t find it all that unsexy. Especially when she glanced down and saw the size of the cock that was visible inside his shorts.

Shari stole a glance at Anna, giving her a wink. She turned to Mel and thrust her hand into his shorts, taking hold of his big prick.

“Mmmmmm, honey,” she said in a silky, throaty voice, “you’ve got one hell of a cock! Were you planning on sticking that thing in me or something?”

“Mmmm-hmmm,” Mel, said, his hands busy on her fine tits. “That’s exactly what I planned on doing!”

Shari giggled and dropped to her knees, pulled his shorts down, and his prick swung outward. Anna was more than slightly impressed. It was perhaps the thickest cock she’d ever seen, tapering to a sharp-looking prick-head. It reminded her of a railroad spike.

“Some prick!” Shari sighed, stroking it with her long skinny fingers. “I think maybe I’ll suck it, just a little.”

Sucking it was clearly on her mind, but first she licked every inch of Mel’s cock, her tongue gliding wetly across the flesh. Anna had no idea what it was like to have a prick, but as she watched, she imagined that she could feel every lick Shari dished out, feel that wet tongue sliding over her own flesh. It was a crazy feeling. She squeezed harder at her tit, and her other hand began to slide up and down the inside of her thigh, between the edge of her teddy and the top of her stocking. She was very sensitive there, and her flesh began to tingle.

“Watch her,” Mel said hoarsely. “Watch her while I fuck her red-lipped mouth!”

He grabbed Shari’s head and shoved his cock into her open, willing mouth. She gulped and gasped as he pushed in and out. He was a little rough, and more than a little eager, and his long cock fucked the blonde whore with a growing energy, but it was nothing that Shari couldn’t handle. She gagged a little when he fucked too deep, but she kept on sucking and licking and eating, her hands moving up and down his chest, his belly, under the T- shirt.

Mel was far from the handsomest guy Anna had ever seen. In real life she wouldn’t have given him a second look, but this wasn’t real life, not tonight. She was walking on the wild side and all the old rules were off.

She took down the other side of her teddy, and now both tits were bare. She cupped them, making a mock-offering of her tits to Mel. He was too busy, by far, fucking Shari’s mouth, to take her up on the invitation. Anna just smiled and continued to play with her tits while she watched her new friend get fucked in the mouth.

“Are you getting excited, watching me shove my cock in her mouth?” Mel asked, holding Shari’s head while he fucked her with his cock. The blonde whore made a purry rattling noise, as if she were gargling on his cock. He thrust into her, his balls jiggling against her chin. “Is this making you hot?”

“It is, it is!” Anna gasped.

She leaned forward to lick at her nearest nipple, her tongue fluttering across the stiffened pink point. She pressed her red- painted lips to the flesh of her tit and left a big round smear of color.

Mel was watching her, and she made a sexy production of it, slipping the end of her tit into her mouth and sucking at the nipple.

She pulled the crotch of her teddy out of the way and exposed her cunt to Mel’s eyes. He smiled in approval, and she began to frig herself while he watched, her fingers stroking intensely up and down the crack of her displayed pussy. The damp cunt-lips opened, and if he couldn’t see the pink, he needed glasses in the worst way.

“Oh, yes!” Anna moaned, sliding the tip of her middle finger into her cunt.

She worked it in and out until she was wet, and then she began to caress her hardening clit with the tip of the pussy-wet finger. Closing her eyes, she purred in response, momentarily thinking only of herself.

But she could hear the greedy sucking sounds that Shari made, and she had to look again. Her blue eyes opened.

“Get up here, bitch!” Mel growled as he pulled Shari to her feet.

The cute little blonde sucked his tongue, just like she’d sucked his cock, and he ran his hands up and down her slim, small body.

“Now it’s my turn,” he said, pushing her face-down onto the bed. Her legs hung over the side, and he pulled down her panties, then spread her thighs, stooping between them.

Shari’s cunt was hairless. A bun-like cunt, sliced deeply by a long pink cleft, it looked soft and sweet. Anna pushed her finger more deeply into her own pussy and stared with burning curiosity at Mel and Shari.

The older man dropped to his knees now, pushing his face into Shari’s crotch. He was just as noisy eating cunt as the blonde had been while sucking his prick. Anna thought his attack a little more aggressive and less refined than she would have preferred for herself, but it was certainly fascinating to watch other people doing it. She’d never seen anything like it before, and it was making her hotter than she could have thought possible.

Mel kept on scarfing Shari’s pussy, shoving his face up into it. He spread her asscheeks and licked swiftly up and down, from her ass to her clit. She made squealing sounds that were too sharp to be anything but honest responses. It had never before occurred to Anna that a whore might actually get off on her work.

The man looked over his shoulder at Anna, smiling in approval when she saw the way she was diddling herself.

“Why don’t you tickle yourself with a vibrator?” he said. “The buzzing always makes my cock hard as steel.”

“I don’t have one,” Anna said, finger-fucking her pussy.

“Mine’s in my purse,” Shari said.

Anna reached into the blonde’s purse and sure enough, she was carrying a vibrator there. It looked a lot like the dildo Anna used on herself at home. She switched the thing on and began to stroke herself with it, first her tits, then her belly, then her pussy.

She leaned back in the chair, stretching her legs out as she worked on her cunt with the vibrator. Holding the crotch of her teddy to the side, she slid the point up and down the crease of her pussy, nosing it in until her cunt-hole opened and gulped hungrily at the dildo’s tip.

Mel was still eating out Shari. She writhed across the surface of the bed, alternately pulling her cunt away from his mouth and then thrusting it to meet him.

Anna couldn’t help noticing that the man was also licking and rimming Shari’s ass. He dug his fingers into the plush sponginess of her asscheeks, spreading them wide and making the hole pop open. His tongue tickled around and around the dilated opening, screwing into it while Shari cooed and sighed.

“Gonna let me fuck you up the ass, too, right, baby?” Mel asked between slurps. “Gonna let me stick that cock up your tight ass?”

“I told you no!” Shari whispered. “You’re just too thick! You’ll rip me open! I only let needle-dicks bang my ass, and your cock is just too big!”

She rolled over, spreading her legs wide and reaching down to split her cunt-gash wider still. She was as pink as a carnation inside, and a glaze of moisture gave sheen and glisten to her exposed cunt-flesh.

“Why don’t you put that cock of yours right here, honey?” she asked. “Get inside my pussy. My ass is the last thing you’ll have time to think about.”

Mel stood up, peeling off his t-shirt. He was big, and he was hairy, too. Anna knew, even without touching it, that his belly was hard, not flabby, and she found herself aching to slide her sensitized fingers through the dark hair that covered most of his upper body.

She had an inch of dildo up her cunt now, the vibrator’s tip buzzing wickedly inside her. She rotated it, accentuating the pleasure that filled her pussy alongside the inserted dildo. The buzzing stimulation prodded her clit from beneath. Wetness was oozing out of her fuck-hole. She could feel it trickling down the shaft of the dildo, toward the clutching fingers that guided the cock surrogate in and out of her excited cunt.

Mel climbed onto the bed. Shari lifted her knees as his body mounted hers, and she reached down to guide his cock into her cunt.

“Oh, yeah, fucker!” she gasped as his prick sank into her.

The big man pushed hard, ramming his groin onto hers, and the blonde whore moaned beneath him. Her legs enfolded his body and she bucked and fucked, shoving herself up to meet his descending strokes of penetration.

Anna watched in total fascination. She could see the hard length of cock that joined Mel’s body to Shari’s, see it in motion, like the bit of a drill shoving repeatedly into the blonde’s pussy. Mel strained and gasped as he fucked.

Anna shoved the dildo into her pussy, mimicking what she saw Mel do to Shari. She stood up, still fucking herself, and walked stiff-legged to the bed, weaving a little in her ungainly high heels. She wanted a closer look. She wanted to do more than just look!

Her legs tight together, the vibrator shoved halfway up her pussy and held it position by her muscular control, she leaned forward and rubbed both palms up and down Mel’s back. She caressed him as he worked his cock again and again into the blonde whore’s cunt, and her excitement grew tremendously.

Her hands moved down to his ass. She squeezed down hard, flexing her fingers on his ass while he fucked Shari’s pussy. She could feel the tension, the exertion, the passionate arousal that controlled his fucking. Carefully, she cupped his balls, squeezing a little on them.

It seemed to be a good natural instinct.

“Oh, crap, yes, baby!”

His fucking grew harder, more energetic. The bed creaked and rocked beneath Shari and her customer. The blonde moaned and sighed, and her hands were down on Mel’s ass, too, the fingers stroking Anna’s as they played with Mel’s ass.

There was something really exciting about all of it. She was touching, and being touched, by people who were engaged in an act of fucking that she was not a part of. She leaned closer, pressing her bare tits against Mel’s hairy shoulders.

Her hot nipples scraped his skin. She felt him respond. His cock fucked harder into Shari. The blonde whore moaned and whimpered beneath the big man, her legs sawing around his body as she took stab after stab from his rampant, lustful cock.

Anna slid her hand down, past his balls, onto the base of his cock. She squeezed it, locking her fingers around the base of his prick so that he had to fuck his way through the ring of fingers as he went into Shari’s cunt. She clenched her thighs, pressing the vibrator a little deeper into her pussy, and she felt weak in the knees, giddy in the head and horny in the cunt, all at the same time.

Shari’s hand was creeping up Anna’s arm. The adventurous housewife hardly noticed, until she felt the fingers slide delicately onto the swell of her right tit, making for the pink peak of her erect nipple. Anna closed her eyes, gasping in a mixture of shock and delight.

She’d never been touched so intimately by another woman before. Shari’s hand closed around Anna’s tit, and it pulsated excitedly, the nipple stiffening even more against the woman’s damp palm. Shari rubbed her hand briskly, and Anna began to shudder and throb responsively.

She reached around, past Mel, and her hand touched Shari. The petite blonde was dripping with sweat. Feeling her was like walking on ice. Anna’s hand simply skidded onto one of Shari’s small tits, and she closed down, the way Shari had taken possession of her own tit.

She marveled at the firmness of Shari’s round tit. It was small but supple, and the nipple throbbed in her palm as she squeezed it. She could almost feel steam rising through the pores of the woman’s flesh.

Shari leaned forward and kissed Anna’s upper arm, her lips wet and greedy.

Mel turned his head. He caught Anna by surprise, pressing his mouth against hers. She attempted to speak, but he was already in control, and his tongue wiggled wetly into her open mouth. She knew that the curious taste coating his tongue had come from Shari’s pussy, and she was shocked to discover that it wasn’t a nasty taste at all.

“I know you’re just here to watch,” the man said, “but what the fuck, baby, why don’t you join us? Make it a threesome? I’ll spot you an extra hundred if you’re willing.” He put his arm around her waist and kissed her again. “What do you say?”

“C’mon,” Shari said, her arm encircling Anna. She put her hand on Anna’s chin and turned her face. Her mouth came in, damp and milky-breathed, and her lips pressed firmly, wetly, against Anna’s. “Let’s all do it together!”

Anna climbed onto the bed, reminding herself that she had set out to prowl this evening. Why stop now? She’d already given herself to a stranger. Would another one hurt?

Mel slid off Shari, his long stiff prick popping out of her cunt. Anna’s eyes enlarged at the sight of it, coated in wet pussy-drippings.

“Get naked,” Shari said, helping Anna out of her teddy. She’d already done a lot of teasing exposure, but it felt fresh and kinky to be totally naked with this pair of strangers. She basked in the appreciation of their eyes, of their hands.

Anna lay back, her knees up, her body naked, and Mel removed the vibrator from her cunt.

Shari leaned down to kiss her again, her hands covering Anna’s bare, pointy-nippled tits, and Anna sighed to receive that kiss, her mouth opening to allow Shari’s tongue a little exploratory space. She wasn’t sure what kind of things whores did to other women, but she expected she was on the verge of finding out.

Mel moved Shari’s fingers aside, allowing a nipple point to swell lusciously between them. He tweaked it, making Anna giggle and whimper, and then he bent down to lap it with his tongue, taking away all the momentary hurt… Anna surrendered herself to Mel and Shari. Whatever they wanted, she was sure she could provide.

Both of them stroked her bare body. Mel’s hand cupped her cunt, squeezed it, and when he moved away, she felt the ticklish touch of Shari’s fingers moving through her pussy-hair. From the corner of her eyes, she glanced at Shari’s cunt, wondering what it would be like to feel a hairless pussy.

There was no apparent game plan from that point onward. What happened, happened.

Anna stroked her finger along the wet crack of Shari’s cunt, feeling the cunt-lips grow warmer and warmer, like sticks rubbing together to start a campfire. Shari held her wrist, guiding the hand.

“Yes, stick your finger in me!” she moaned, straightening out the middle finger of Anna’s hand and easing it into the already- fucked opening of her cunt.

She was like jelly inside, the lining of her pussy awash in sticky Cums. Anna knew what it was like to finger-fuck her own cunt, she just hadn’t ever realized that other women’s pussies felt very much like her own, once they were horny and hot and something nice was inside them.

Her finger began to move in and out, mimicking the stabs of a fuck-thirsty cock, and she felt Shari move in response, her belly undulating, her cunt rippling up and down the length of the inserted finger. Her hand ground against the mouth of Shari’s cuntgash, and she felt the stubby button of Shari’s clit throbbing each time she touched it.

Just the way her own clit was throbbing as Mel pressed her from behind. His hands caressed her big, hard-nippled tits, and the length of his cock was shoved between her legs, its shaft masturbating the exterior of Anna’s pussy. It slid aggressively through her cunt-bush and along the crack of her cunt.

Anna squeezed her thighs around the stiffness, trapping it. She moved in jerky little responses, bobbing up and down. She could feel the prick growing bigger and bigger within the grip of her thighs, and she couldn’t help wondering how much larger it might grow once she’d taken it up her pussy for some red-hot fucking.

Shari wanted more kisses, and Anna found herself growing happier and happier to give them. Their tongues fought back and forth, dribbling spit from one mouth to the other, and their lips were as wet as the inside of Shari’s cunt. Anna’s finger pushed in and out, piercing the eager-to-be-fucked muscle ring, pushing as deep into the other woman’s cunt as she could thrust.

It was a relatively snug pussy, surprisingly so, considering that Shari was a whore. Anna had expected a cunt as big as a barn. Mel mauled her tits with his hands. He couldn’t get enough of the feel of her big tits, and he milked the nipples until they seemed three or four inches long, his fingers tweaking and savaging the delicate but resilient peaks. And his cock throbbed, lustfully, wickedly between her clutching thighs, its firm back- and-forth thrusts making fresh bubbles of juice ooze from Anna’s heated cunt. She used her thighs on him, a vise-grip on his firm prick. The outer skin shucked back and forth, and he sawed in and out of her fleshy hold. She kept her finger very busy in Shari’s cunt, and she could feel the simmering stew grow hotter as she stirred it. Mel gasped and his cock began to squirt thick hot cum onto Anna, the goo pouring out of him like curdled piss. She was drenched with the outburst of his spunk. It scalded the flesh of her cunt, her belly. She basked in the ejaculation, moving her thighs to pull another and yet another gush out of Mel’s cock.

Anna grabbed his prick with her free hand and squeezed on it, coating her fingers in his cum. She rubbed the sticky juice onto her belly, into her cunt-bush. Her thighs clenched around him and she sighed, feeling his cock remain super-stiff where it touched her flesh.

“I thought somebody was gonna get fucked, or something,” she said. “Was that just a lot of bullshit?”

“Show you from bullshit, bitch,” Mel said with a wicked grin. He yanked Anna around and laid her out on the bed. Her finger came out of Shari’s cunt, and she was a little sorry. She lifted her knees, wiggling her body in a lewd invitation.

“Come on and fuck me, then!” she panted. “If you think you can handle it!”

He climbed board, and she eased his cock into her fuck-hole. All the watching had made her slick and wet inside, and he plunged straight into her pussy with surprising ease. The end of his cock pierced her pussy-lips and then the fattened shaft reamed her a little more widely.

His body came down upon hers. He was a big man, the heaviest she’d ever fucked, and she strained a little beneath him. She could almost feel the breath being crushed out of her body. But the rapid sawing thrusts of his cock, opening her pussy, stab after stab, frictioning fiery life into the snug hot walls of her cunt, more than made up for the discomfort.

“I’m fucking you, baby!” Mel gasped, thrusting his cock. “You see what I’m doing to her?” He looked at Shari. “Can you see my big hard cock fucking this sweet tight cunt?”

“I see it, baby,” Shari said, sliding around to rub her petite but exciting body against his.

She reached down to caress his prick as it moved in and out of Anna, and she got herself a few feels of pussy too.

Her fingers made straight for Anna’s clit, and she tweaked it. Anna began to shudder and tremble, aware that she would be climaxing before too much longer, slightly afraid that Mel might fuck her crazy before she could enjoy her orgasm.

Mel fucked her hard and deep, his belly and crotch grinding passionately against hers while his cock stirred around and around inside Anna’s pussy. She had her feet in the air, kicking them around, and she was panting and moaning.

Shari leaned down to kiss Anna, and it was an exciting kiss. The lips moved down Anna’s face, onto her chest. Shari intended to suck some tit. Anna leaned back, lifting a tit toward the blonde’s puckered lips, and she sighed in gratification as the other woman took the nipple into her mouth.

Anna climaxed suddenly, eruptively, without warning. Her cunt spasmed around Mel’s thrusting cock, but the big man didn’t miss a stroke. He just kept pounding her with his savage prick. She folded her legs around him and fucked her heart out.

He pulled out of her cunt while she was still cumming, and she hardly noticed. She frigged her pussy and her clit, shoving two or three fingers in her pussy to take up the slack left by the departure of his prick.

“Oh, fuck!” she gasped. “Oh fucking crap!”

Shari was on hands and knees, her ass up in the air, her thighs spread. She opened her cunt and Mel fucked in behind her, his prick sticking out and up. He angled the knob downward, to the invitation of her open pussy, and she pulled him in. He thrust, filling the blonde whore. She wailed, gleeful and horny, and he started to fuck her mercilessly.

His body hunched over hers as he filled her pussy with the meat of his cock. Anna watched drooling, her fingers busy on her cunt, but she couldn’t watch forever. She wanted to be involved.

She ran her hands up and down Mel’s back, stroking his ass, reaching between his legs to tickle his balls. She felt the shaft of his cock thrusting savagely into Shari’s cunt, and she felt the sticky juice that was oozing from Shari’s fuck-hole. Mel’s cock was so wet Anna could hardly hang onto it.

Anna moved around to Shari’s front and lifted the blonde’s sweaty face. She came in, her tongue out, and she lapped the salty perspiration from Shari’s skin. The threesome was shaping up as the best fun-fuck Anna George had ever experienced.

She straightened up and brought Shari’s face to her tits. The blonde slut was only too eager to start eating them. Anna gasped as Shari bit down on a stiff nipple. But her tongue felt so good, tickling around and around, that Anna didn’t even mind the pain.

“Let me eat you,” Shari said. “Let me eat your pussy while this dude fucks my ass off!”

Anna sat down, her legs spread. She pulled Shari’s face down into her cunt and felt, for the very first time, another woman’s mouth on her pussy. It was unlike any licking Anna had ever gotten from a man. Shari seemed to know instinctively where all the really hot spots were, and she lapped them thirstily, her tongue moving in and out of Anna’s pussy before it returned to its frenetic stimulation work.

“I know!” Shari panted. “Why don’t you get underneath me? Then I can eat you out and you can lick me and Mel while he fucks me! You wanna do it like that? I bet our customer could really get off watching us sixty-nine while he creams my pussy with that big hard cock!”

“Yeah,” Mel said, driving his cock hard and fast into Shari. “I’d really like to see you gorgeous little whores sucking each other off!”

Anna wasn’t sure she was ready for this, but she was too deeply involved to say no. She got on her back and slid underneath Shari until Mel’s thighs blocked her way. That left her face directly underneath the woman’s cunt. She looked up and saw Mel’s cock fucking Shari’s splayed, shaven pussy-lips, and her mouth began to water with anticipation.

“Suck on her, bitch,” Mel said throatily. “Suck her while I’m feeding her pussy with my cock!”

Anna lifted her face up ward and her tongue began to work, awkwardly, it was true, on Shari’s shaven cunt. She tasted the honey-like juice that was dripping from the crack. She put her hands on Shari’s waist and started to lick in earnest.

Shari, meanwhile, was head-down in Anna’s cunt, and there was nothing shy or tentative about the way she gobbled that gash. She’d obviously done this before, and she was very good at it. Her tongue seemed fixated on Anna’s clit, and she slurped it raw. The telltale pulsation down there alerted Anna to the fact that she had certainly not gotten her climax quota tonight. Another orgasm was definitely in the cards.

Mel’s balls kept slapping against her forehead as she kept on licking Shari’s cunt, and she tilted her head back until the balls were flopping across her open mouth. She sucked on them while Mel fucked Shari, her tongue drifting up to the base of his prick as it moved in and out of the blonde’s hairless pussy.

She was sure she’d never have been able to lick Shari if it hadn’t been for the razor job. She couldn’t imagine shoving her face into a hairy pussy. But the more she licked Shari, the more she felt that the hair might not make that much difference.

Mel’s prick came skidding out of Shari’s pussy on an off- stroke, and it rammed straight into Anna’s mouth. She gagged at the sudden thrust that filled her. It was the first time she’d had him in her mouth and he thrust three or four times, as if he were making up for lost opportunities.

She sucked hard, showing him that she knew her way around a stiff cock, and the taste of pussy that coated his length, the taste of Shari’s hot wet cunt, was almost as intoxicating as brandy. Anna George was beginning to feel like a total slut, and she had to admit that the feeling was not so bad.

“Lemme fuck her again,” Mel said, yanking his cock out of Anna.

She surrendered it gracelessly, nipping with her teeth as he slid out. She’d been getting very much into the swollen cock sliding across her tongue, and she resented losing it now. But as her mouth emptied, she smelled the arousal of Shari’s cunt, and she moved upward, ready to eat some more pussy.

She had her fingers in the game now, spreading the blonde’s slit to expose the scarlet wetness within. She tongued into it, paying Shari back for what the blonde was doing to Anna’s own cunt.

Mel fucked back into Shari’s cunt, and Anna followed him with her tongue. She licked his cock each time it slid out for a fresh stroke, and when he was fully buried in Shari, she was either slurping his balls or tonguing Shari’s straining clit.

She’d been astonished, at first, that Shari could have mistaken her for a whore, but now that she was into it, she was beginning to feel that maybe the blonde slut hadn’t been too far off the mark. She’d sensed a kindred spirit all right, except that Anna wasn’t doing it for money. She was only here because her husband had betrayed her and she wanted to avenge herself in the most dramatic way possible.

Taking a breather for a moment, allowing herself to bask in the glory of what Shari’s mouth was doing to her cunt, Anna watched in rapt fascination the way Mel’s cock pounded into Shari’s fuck-hole. She’d done her share of fucking, but she had never observed it from such an up-close, see-it-all, angle before.

She stared, licking her lips, at the jiggling sway of Mel’s balls, the slightly off-center way in which he fucked his cock into Shari, and the way Shari’s hairless crack spread open to receive him, then snugged close around his fully-buried prick, like a mouth puckered to be kissed. She could hear the squishy noises as the long hard cock moved again and again into the receptive, wet cunt.

Anna was starting to think that maybe a woman knew more about eating pussy than any man could ever know. And she was growing convinced that she’d have to try this again, like really soon! She didn’t know when, or how, or with whom, but those were small problems. If she wanted it badly enough, she’d find a way and a partner, and the more she got eaten, the more positive she was that she would need it again.

Anna climaxed all over Shari’s mouth, and the blonde buried her face in the wet explosion, giggling as she ate up Anna’s girl-cum.

Mel took his cock out of Shari and slid its small, pointy tip back and forth through her cunt-slit. He teased her clit with it. He slapped her pussy with his stiff, wet prick, and he moved it up to tickle lasciviously at the little bud of her ass, too. He made a teasing, tentative thrust, as if he meant to stick his cock up her ass.

Shari coughed and shivered, raising her face from Anna’s pussy.

“Unh-uhhhh!” she groaned, looking back. “I told you, that cock of yours is too thick to take up my ass! If it was all as skinny as the knob, I’d give you a try, but not even for money, man!”

Anna reached up, her hand on Mel’s balls. She squeezed them gently, feeling the heaviness of the load that they contained, then her hand slid up onto the cock-shaft. “Oh, what the hell, dude! You wanna stick it up somebody’s ass, why not try mine?”

Anna didn’t have much time to consider it. Everyone was rolling around, and she was suddenly on her knees, in exactly the same position Shari had been in a few minutes ago. Shari was lying beneath her, scarfing her cunt and sliding her tongue through Anna’s hot dripping cunt-slit, while Mel was behind her, poking her asscheeks with the stiff rod of his cock.

“You got a skinny ass,” Mel said, his hands stroking over her asscheeks and her upper thighs. “But I bet it fucks tight as a goddamn drum. Right, baby? You got yourself one tight little ass? But it won’t be nearly as tight when I’m done with it!”

He worked the edge of his hand up and down the crack of her ass, pressing in hard. She felt his knuckles against her ass, and she gulped.

“Lemme get her ready!” Shari panted, thrusting her face up into Anna’s crotch. She snapped at the pussy-lips, humming as she nibbled them. She thrust her tongue straight into Anna’s open cunt, spearing it deep and wiggling it like an eel inside the startled woman.

Removing her tongue, she spread Anna’s ass, baring her small ass. She kissed it, smacking her lips, then licked it until Anna began to shriek. Shari pulled the ass cheeks wider, stretching the ass far enough for the tip of her tongue to penetrate.

“Aahhhhh!” she husked, poking with her tongue. She held onto Anna’s asscheeks for dear life, leaving fingermarks that, Anna was certain, would not come out of the flesh till sometime next week.

Anna whined and strained, fighting back a little but not really fighting. Each time she lurched forward, dragging her ass away from Shari’s tongue, she ended the motion by thrusting it right back the other way, straight into Shari’s hungry face.

She felt very dirty, having her ass licked by this turned-on blonde slut, but she also felt very, very good, and she was beginning to drool at the thought of having Mel’s stiff cock rammed up that same tight hole.

“Oh, eat my crap, you cunt!” Anna moaned, squeezing her tits while she force-fed her ass to Shari.

Then the licking was interrupted, and she felt the long thick weight of Mel’s prick sliding through her crotch. It parted her meaty pussy-lips, stroked the wet slickness of her pussy-slit, the tip scraping back and forth over the hot bud of her aroused clit. Mel slid his cock back and forth, coating it in her ooze of fuck- juices.

He pushed his cockhead into her pussy, soaking it in Anna’s wetness. She moaned, feeling him inside her again.

“Oh, fuck me!” she cried. “Fuck me deep and hard!”

But he was only in her pussy on a visit, just getting his cock lubed for the real job.

“I’ll give it to you deep and hard in a minute, bitch!” he growled. “But first I have to get good and wet so I don’t rip your ass open.”

The coarse voice tone, the ugly, nasty words, they thrilled her unbelievably. He was going to use her like a piece of meat, and she could not have been happier if he’d eaten her crap.

“Fuck me!” she moaned. “Fuck me in the ass!”

Shari was playing with Anna’s pussy and ass, using her fingers to make Anna even more excited, if that was even possible. She pulled Anna’s ass open again, and this time she attacked it with her finger, not her tongue.

Anna bit her lip as the blonde corkscrewed the tip of her finger into her ass, twisting it around and around as if she meant to drill her way straight into Anna George’s crap.

The finger slammed into Anna’s ass, the nail long and sharp. Anna screamed. She was still goddamn new to this sort of love-play, and the sudden penetration of the finger made her skin crawl. As Shari began to work it in and out, Anna’s skin kept on crawling, but it was a nice kind of creepiness.

Her ass was tight but willing. It fit snugly around Shari’s finger, milking at the length of the digit while it pushed in and out. Anna gasped and shivered, her ass lifting and falling. She held onto her tits very tightly, the nipples rigid and long between her squeezing fingers. It was a toss-up which was harder, the bones in the fingers or the boneless palpitating points of her nipples.

“I think she’s ready, stud!” Shari panted, easing her finger out of Anna. The muscles clenched at it, reluctant to let go. “Now fuck her! Fuck her ass with that big long sweet cock of yours, baby! Let me see you stick it in her!”

She stretched out again, teasing Anna’s cunt with her sexed-up fingers. From time to time she would lick upward, tickling the clit or molesting the drippy-wet cunt-lips. But the main action was going to take place a little further back, and Anna trembled, waiting for Mel to fill her with his big stiff prick.

He was behind her, on his knees, and she could feel the heat of his body even though he wasn’t touching her, except now and then when his stiff cock bumped against her trembling ass. Shari’s tongue was all over her cunt, her clit, and she was about to crawl out of her tingling skin.

“Oh, goddamn you,” she said throatily. “Will you fuck me? I can’t stand the suspense!”

He took her at her word. The head of his cock suddenly poised itself against her ass, and he shoved, testing the waters. She wasn’t as tight as she might have been, since Shari had had a finger or two reaming her ass for several minutes. The small, pointy tip of his cock entered her ass with almost ridiculous ease, nosing its way into Anna’s taut ass.

And then he shoved, a bit harder, and the shaft of his cock pushed itself through her snug ass-ring.

“Aaaahhhhh!” Anna shrieked.

She’d had him in her pussy, but it wasn’t quite the same thing. Her cunt was snug, but not nearly as tight as her ass, and she could feel every pulsation in Mel’s cock as he continued to slowly fuck his cock in. He wasn’t trying to bust her ass, but he was determined to accept the ass she had offered him.

Shari’s wet tongue made the initial pain a lot easier to bear.

Shari kept on licking. Anna couldn’t believe how wild it felt to have another woman’s tongue on her pussy, inside her pussy, licking her inside-out. It was so much different from the way men ate cunt, and as she enjoyed the frisky slurps and licks and kisses, she could feel an orgasm boiling in her bloodstream.

“Uhhhh!” Mel grunted, thrusting the full length of his cock into Anna’s ass. She rocked and rolled her ass against him, absorbing the feel of his cock, the incredibly stuffed sensation of being totally full of him. Her ass was so tight she didn’t know how he expected to fuck her. Just getting the thing in her was miracle enough.

He pulled back, and it felt like he was yanking her crap out along with his retreating cock. He pulled maybe half his cock out of Anna, and then he shoved it straight into her. It felt like a fence post had changed its mind halfway out her ass and was crawling back up her ass.

“Oh, fucking jesus, it hurts!” she growled. “But don’t goddamn stop it!”

He didn’t stop. Neither did Shari. She seemed to have a definite pussy fixation, eating her way thirstily into Anna’s cunt, using her fingers up the hot wet hole while she nibbled and sucked the clit. Anna heard Mel grunt, and somehow she knew Shari was also tonguing his cock as it fucked in and out of her ass.

Anna looked down. She was staring into Shari’s crotch. The blonde’s legs were open, and the wet slick pink of her cunt was showing, the lips parted as if they wanted to be kissed, little beads of moisture oozing slowly from within the blonde whore’s body.

Anna lowered her face and started to lick Shari’s belly, her tongue edging downward to the cunt itself. The smell of pussy filled her nostrils, and saliva filled her mouth. She slobbered her drool onto Shari’s smooth, hairless crotch and began to massage it into the flesh with her lapping tongue.

Mel kept fucking her ass with his cock. He was fat and lustful, and she was tight and cockful. He was still having a hard time moving in and out, but he fucked her in short strokes that jolted and jarred her entire body and made her ass spasm in response.

She was sobbing now. It really hurt. Each stroke was a new kind of agony. Anna had been raised in gentility, with all the pampering money could buy. This was the first time she had ever known a real pain. The cock reamed her tight ass, fucking mercilessly as Mel got into the thrill of fucking her ass, and there was not a goddamn thing she could do about it except take it.

Anna George was learning things about herself that she had never before guessed. The degradation and pain of being fucked up the ass were turning her on like crazy. This man thought she was some slut, some whore, and he was fucking her like a whore. His cock cared only about its own pleasure, the sweet hot tightness of being crammed up her ass. And she was wiggling and writhing and urging him with the gyrations of her body to keep on fucking her just that way.

Even more wild, she was nose-deep in Shari’s pussy, lapping the sticky crack and sliding her tongue into it for a more lingering taste of the blonde’s cunt-cream, and her tongue tingled and burned with a growing urgency, a blistering frenzy of arousal.

Her own cunt was full of Shari’s tongue, and she knew that she was coating it with a big helping of her Cums. Anna’s clit twitched and vibrated under the attack of Shari’s fingers, and she licked at Shari’s engorged pink button too, feeling within herself each spurt of pleasure that her tongue gave to Shari.

Mel kept his cock busy, but Anna’s ass was enlarging now, accommodating itself to the thickness that filled her. He could get almost a full stroke, and he was taking advantage of it. His cock emerged from her ass, only the knob still wedged within her tight ass-ring, and he plunged home with a driving downstroke that made Anna scream into Shari’s pussy. But it was a scream of pleasure, and the tears that still bubbled down her cheeks were becoming tears of joy.

“Oh, fuck me!” she moaned, her head shaking so frenetically she could hardly find the time to lick Shari’s cunt. “Fuck my ass with your big hard cock!”

She was only sorry now that she had always rejected Roger when he’d suggested this act. She wished she’d tried it long ago.

She spread Shari’s cunt wide, exposing the carnation-pink of the interior, eating it with her eyes as well as her tongue. There was something truly beautiful and mysterious about the texture of the pussy that filled her gaze.

The slickness of the flesh tempted her tongue. She fucked through with her tongue, pushing it deep into Shari, relishing the funky cunt-taste that she found within. She drew her tongue out and dribbled the juices onto Shari’s hard clit, feeling it throb beneath the caresses of her tongue.

Her anal tightness yielded dramatically as Mel’s prick fucked in and out of Anna. She was still a snug fit around the swollen barrel of his cock, but he penetrated her again and again with virtually no problem, except when he went too deep and his pointy cockhead banged into her crap as if he wanted to spill his load amid the remnants of what she’d had for dinner.

He worked her legs as he fucked her, sliding her slick thighs around his body and squeezing them around himself. It made her ass clench even more tightly on his cock, and the enhanced sensations made Anna whimper and shriek.

She felt the unmistakable tremors of orgasm shooting through Shari’s pussy. Anna began to lick faster. She was aware of the action in her ass, but it took a back seat for now to the struggle to get Shari off. She tongued the woman’s pussy, poking in and out, worshipping the other woman’s clit.

The blonde bounced and shook and moaned. Her body was so frantic that she drove Anna upward again and again, each convulsion making Anna bang more hotly into the cock that plugged her ass. Shari wasn’t doing much cunt-eating right now, but that was okay. Mel’s cock was providing all the stimulation Anna could handle.

She drank the juices that oozed from Shari’s fuck-hole, and she tongued into her cunt, hungry for more.

Beneath her, Shari was moaning and giggling.

“Oooooohhhh, I’m cummmmming!” she squealed. “Make me squirt, baby! Lick that cunt! Eat my goddamned clit! Mmmmmmm, get me offfffff!”

Mel yanked his cock out of Anna’s ass and shoved it straight into Shari’s mouth. She sucked at it, gagging as it went too deep, but she didn’t stop sucking, and Mel gave her three or four heartfelt thrusts before he freed his cock from her lips and slam-dunked it up Anna’s ass once more.

The sensation of having him inside her again was all that Anna needed. Her head jerked upward and she said, “Oh, you motherfucker! You’re making me cum, too!”

Mel kept fucking Anna, and she screamed with each thrust. Shari had a finger or two up her pussy, and Anna squirmed back and forth, alternately impaling herself on the cock and the digits. She was holding a tit with one hand, Shari’s cunt with the other, and she shuddered as her ass refilled, time after time, with the horny stabs of Mel’s prick.

“I’m gonna cum!” Mel panted from behind her.

Anna was in the throes of a big orgasm, but she couldn’t miss his words, and she jerked forward desperately, disengaging her ass from his prick. Turning around, she saw him already shoving his prick into Shari’s mouth.

“Don’t be a hog, cunt!” she gasped, throwing herself down upon the sweat-soaked blonde.

Her tits lay full and firm upon Shari’s, and her pussy was shoved into the blonde’s crotch, her dark hair gritty and ticklish on Shari’s shaved cunt. She forced the blonde whore to release Mel’s prick, and she sucked it into her own lips, pursing them around the thick throbbing shaft as she took it in.

She sucked wildly, crazily, gnawing and pressuring his cock. Shari was moaning and scratching and whining, and Anna allowed the blonde another suck or two before she took it back into her own mouth.

Her mouth watered as she watched Shari sucking, and then it would be her turn, and she took him in greedily, until the unspoken plea in Shari’s brown eyes inspired her to share.

Her body still tingled from her orgasm, and the constant rubbing of her pussy against Shari’s kept her fires blazing high. She wolfed the cock, surrendering it reluctantly, waiting for the moment it would enter her mouth once more.

Mel’s balls hung in Shari’s eyes. It wasn’t a great angle for Shari to suck from, but it was a perfect shot for Mel’s tool into Anna’s mouth, and she took advantage of it.

Her tongue caressed him whorishly, licking the hot hard shaft of cock as he thrust in and out, and if he had any complaints about the value he was getting for his money, he didn’t mention them.

But he’d had a hell of a workout, and she knew he couldn’t last much longer. He had his eyes shut, and his prick was trembling spasmodically as it worked in and out of their mouths. Anna tasted the cum already oozing from his knob, and she sucked more desperately, anxious for him to empty his balls down her throat.

“Give me some!” Shari gasped, grabbing for his cock.

Anna moaned in disgust as she had to release it, and she watched Shari suck the knob into her mouth, closing her lips tightly around it.

She made a kissy-face at Anna, gurgling as she sucked the end of Mel’s prick. Her tongue was working feverishly, to judge from the way her cheeks jiggled. She rolled her eyes in delight and she kept on sucking.

Anna stroked his cock-shaft up and down while Shari nursed his prick-knob. Shari made gulping sounds of pleasure and gluttony, and then her mouth opened wide and the cock came bouncing out, slapping Anna in the face. As it touched her nose, it started to squirt.

“Yes!” Mel shouted. “Oh, eat my cum, you fucking whores!”

He came a gusher, the cum boiling out of his balls. It splattered both women’s faces. Anna was still holding him, and she shucked the shaft, milking out his load. The women were kissing, licking one another, drinking the cum that puddled on their skin.

Anna got the end of his prick between her lips and took his last squirt square on the tongue, savoring the slime as it oozed down her throat. Then she bent down and resumed lapping the spilled-out cum from Shari’s face.

Still breathing heavily, Mel dressed and went out.

“You girls get cleaned up if you want,” he said. “I’ll be back in a little while. After that workout, I need a drink.”

Shari took a roll of bills from her purse. She peeled off five hundreds and handed them to Anna, who stared at the money, not quite believing that it was actually being offered to her.

“You were great,” Shari said. “Really great.”

Anna took the bills, uncertain what to do with them.

“I mean it,” Shari said. “I think that was the best ever. You were worth five hundred, and more. Listen, is there a number where we can get in touch with you? Mel and I are in town three or four times a year. We’d love to see you again.”

Anna stared.

Shari laughed.

“Oh, don’t you get it?” she asked, taking Anna’s hand. “Mel’s my husband. We like to play games. One of our favorites is two whores on a john. I mean, I’m not putting you down or anything, don’t get me wrong! I like you. I like you very much. And I would come up with another hundred if you’d let me show you how much.”

Anna George was truly shocked now. Shari was rolling her all over the bed, sliding her mouth up and down Anna’s body. She covered Anna’s mouth in a tongue-scorching kiss, while her body insinuated itself between Anna’s thighs, and she rubbed her cunt insistently against Anna’s crotch, sighing as her hairless pussy stroked Anna’s cunt.

She pressed her bare tits, with their still-hard nipples, onto Anna’s chest, her own hands full of the other woman’s tits. She dug her fingers into the spongy tit-flesh, squeezing until the nipples stiffened. Her drool flowed into Anna’s mouth, and her tongue was as fuck-crazed as a stiff cock, poking in and out. She thrust it deep and she made it wiggle like a snake.

“Mel loves to fuck two women at once,” Shari whispered, bubbles of spit frothing on her lips and sticking to Anna’s mouth. “I like a little one-on-one. He left so we could have a little privacy. Let’s make the most of it, darling!”

She moved downward, making for the points of tit that her eager fingers had teased to erection. Looking up, excitement gleaming in her eyes, she licked the nipples until they glistened, then sucked them into her mouth. She squeezed the tits together so that her mouth didn’t have to travel so far, and she worked her head back and forth, biting one tit and then the other.

Anna lay back, opening her legs a little wider so Shari could ease her body even closer. The friction of their cunts was creating a vibrant, exciting heat in Anna’s crotch. She slid her hands up and down Shari’s back while the bare-cunted blonde fed on her tits.

“Yes, yes, keep on licking me!”

Shari had no intention of stopping! She bit and chewed at the hard nipples, eating them until Anna gasped and moaned. Anna rocked back. Her legs curled around Shari’s and she used her thigh muscles to pull her new lover in closer still, increasing the hot contact of their aroused pussies.

She pulled Shari’s face up and kissed the drool off the blonde’s wet lips. This time it was Anna’s turn to get aggressive. She put her hands on Shari’s cheeks and forced her lips open. Shari giggled and played reluctant.

Anna pressed with her tongue until the blonde’s mouth opened and Anna’s tongue thrust inside. Then Anna rolled Shari over and mounted her hot body.

She was all over Shari. She moved down to the tits, licking them until they were so wet her tongue couldn’t keep from skidding on the small but firm mounds. Her hand was down between Shari’s thighs. Shari gasped and bucked.

She wiggled her finger in and out of the woman’s wet cunt, wiggling it deep inside just for the pleasure of watching Shari squirm. She’d already tasted her pussy, but she was hungry to taste it again. She left off sucking tit and kissed her way down Shari’s belly, toward the spot where her cunt-hair used to be. It was impossible to miss that location.

She pushed again, as if she meant to stuff her entire fist up Shari’s fuck-hole. The blonde squealed and writhed and spread her legs wider, opening her cunt to the attack. Anna’s face was down between Shari thighs now. She bit and chewed the insides of them, leaving teeth-marks in the blonde’s creamy flesh.

Shari’s hands combed through Anna’s hair.

“Oh, yes, eat my pussy!” she moaned. “You do it soooo good, baby!”

Anna took her finger out and offered it to Shari. The giggling blonde sucked it into her mouth as eagerly and earnestly as she’d sucked it up her cunt. She seemed to like the taste of her juices. She wasn’t the only one.

Anna pushed her nose into Shari’s crotch, sniffing. The pussy muscles sucked at her nose. All she could breathe was the flavor of the blonde’s arousal.

Shari lifted her knees and her cunt seemed to gape open. Anna replaced her nose with her tongue, poking it up the hole until she could advance no farther. She licked the hole inside- out, smacking her lips in pleasure. She grew more and more positive that she was going to be eating a lot more pussy in the future, though she had no idea right now where she was going to find any more pussy to eat.

The more she licked, the wetter Shari got. She was starting to get the distinct impression that the petite blonde was a lot more interested in women than men.

Her hands were under Shari’s ass, pulling the blonde’s pussy up into her face. She had a firm, supple ass. It was a tactile pleasure just to have her fingers on it. As she sucked pussy, she alternately spread and compressed the woman’s asscheeks. Shari’s heels were braced on the mattress, and she had her ass completely off the bed. Anna was up on her knees now, angling into the ecstatic cunt.

She moved her tongue downward, onto the tiny opening of the blonde’s ass. It was so snug and delicate Anna couldn’t help wondering how in the fuck Shari ever managed to squeeze a turd out the hole. Even when she licked it and diddled the tight ring with her tongue, it remained tight, sealed, almost reluctant to get involved.

Shari was whining and moaning. Not much doubt she enjoyed having her ass licked. Anna smiled, a nasty idea coming to her. She let Shari sag down onto the bed and then she rolled the quivering blonde onto her belly. She opened her thighs again and crawled between them, face pushing onto Shari’s pussy from the rear.

The blonde moved up on her knees, her ass lifting, and Anna followed its rise with her tongue. She was licking Shari’s pussy from back to front, her tongue sliding onto the hot pink clit from underneath. But she kept bringing her tongue back to the ass, ravishing it again and again.

She could feel the little hole getting more relaxed. She poked with her tongue, and the ring yielded a bit, allowing her momentary shallow penetration.

“Oh, you’re so dirty!” Shari giggled. “I like that in a girl!”

Anna bent slightly and brought her tits into play. She caressed the blonde’s pussy with them. She even spread the cunt- lips and guided the peak of a nipple into the woman’s pussy. She thought it might make Shari feel good, and she was inclined to think it might make her feel good too. She was right on both counts. The woman’s pussy mouth sucked at her nipple.

She tried her nipple on Shari’s ass, too. Much tighter, but just as much fun to tit-fuck. Slobber ran from her mouth and down her chin, spilling onto the curves of her tits.

Glancing about, she saw, still lying on the rumpled bed, the vibrator she’d used on herself in the encounter with Mel. The batteries had been almost drained, but she thought there might be a little life still in them. She grabbed the thing and flipped it on. The buzzing was weak, but it was enough for what Anna had in mind.

“Let’s play with this toy,” she said, buzzing Shari’s pussy with the vibrator. “Bet you’ve had it down there a few times, right, baby?”

“Mmmmm, right!” Shari moaned. “Slide it in and out of me, not too deep, just in and out! And tickle my clit, too! I really like that!”

She worked the tip into Shari’s cunt-hole, easing it gently in and out, just as she had requested. The blonde began to throb and whimper, obviously getting deeper and deeper into her sexual possession.

Anna took the initiative, shoving the vibrator a little farther into her friend’s cunt.

“Ohhhhhhhhh!” Shari moaned. “Not so deep!”

But she took it, and Anna smirked in satisfaction. She took a tighter grip on the base of the dildo and pushed it until her fingertips were flush against Shari’s ass-crack. The blonde moaned again. Anna rotated the vibrator inside her.

“Fuck me, oh, fuck me, baby!” Shari groaned, her voice as hypnotic as the muted buzz of the vibrator.

Anna fucked her.

There was an incredible sense of power, of control, in the act of working the dildo in and out. She was beginning to understand, for the first time, how a man must feel shoving his cock up a woman’s cunt. As she used the dildo, she was busy with her tongue on Shari’s ass, continuing the arousal she’d already begun there.

Anna kept the dildo busy, and she kept her tongue busy, too. Shari’s ass didn’t taste particularly shitty. Anna probably wouldn’t have stopped even if it had. Her tongue was prodding the little hole, and the little hole was expanding a bit more each time it got licked.

Now it was time to use her finger.

She straightened up, keeping the vibrator moving, and she began to push at Shari’s ass-ring with her middle finger. Shari squealed at the feel of a finger attacking her ass, but she didn’t ask Anna to stop, and Anna wouldn’t have stopped even if she’d been asked.

The finger entered Shari’s ass. The muscles gripped her finger in a wet, sticky, almost greasy, heat. Anna prodded a time or two, and then it seemed that the blonde’s ass took over the work. Anna could feel her finger being drawn in and out.zzz

“Oooohhhhh!” Shari gasped. “You’re gonna make me cum if you don’t stop that! And if you stop, I’ll rip your tits off!”

Anna smiled. She felt very smug and self-satisfied right now. But she had one more ace up her sleeve. With a wrench of her wrist, she yanked the dildo out of Shari’s cunt, then lay down on her back, beneath the blonde’s uplifted crotch. Her finger came out of Shari’s ass, and she moved the dildo up to the finger-dilated hole while her tongue began to move up and down the slick wet crack of Shari’s pussy.

“Oh, you dirty bitch!” Shari cried. “You’re not gonna,”

Anna put the tip of the vibrator square against the blonde’s ass and gave it a stabbing thrust. Her finger had reamed the tight ass to some extent. It was still as tight as hell, but the opening wasn’t nearly as snug as it had been, and the end of the vibrator entered Shari.

The vibrator pushed its way up Shari’s ass while Anna feasted on the blonde’s sloppy cunt. Anna was squeezing her own thighs together, massaging the bun of her own pussy, and she could feel heat building dramatically inside it. Shari wasn’t the only one with a wet cunt.

She kept on tonguing the woman’s clit and the cunt while she moved the dildo in short thrusts up Shari’s ass.

If she’d kept at it long enough, she could probably have shoved the thing so far up Shari that it came out her mouth. But Shari climaxed long before that point, and, to her own surprise, Anna’s orgasm came only a moment or two later. The power and the sex, and the scent of raw pussy sent her hurtling over the edge, though, and the two women collapsed into a sweat-soaked heap of flesh.

Shari pulled Anna up, kissing her thirstily.

“God, that was fantastic,” she said. “You’ve gotta give us your number! Even if Mel can’t make it, I’m gonna come back for some more of that sweet hot cunt of yours, baby! Oh, you’ve earned your money tonight!”

“I just try to keep the customer satisfied,” Anna said.

With the money, six hundred dollars, tucked into her stocking top, Anna George felt like a satisfied whore. She was ready for something different.

For one thing, she was a little hungry, and she remembered, from her college days, an all-night deli that served absolutely delicious pepperoni rolls. She had two with all the trimmings and, as she was driving away, she saw a lighted church. A few people were entering for midnight mass.

Anna took the money out of her stocking top. She hurried into the church and dropped five hundred dollars into the poorbox. She kept one hundred. The car would need gas before she got home, and she wasn’t carrying her credit card. She’d regained her nonprofessional status. She was no longer a whore, just a fun fuck.

Anna drove around a bit, with no real destination in hand. She just wasn’t quite ready to go home yet. And she was still trying to decide what to do about her husband and his treachery.

Maybe it was partly her fault. Maybe she’d been a little conservative in bed. Maybe that’s why he’d taken on another woman. From what she’d seen on Mark Moller’s videotape, it was obvious that Jan Darcy was not at all conservative when it came to sex.

The little redheaded slut had giggled with glee at the prospect of taking Roger’s cock in her pussy, her mouth, her ass. She’d even wrapped her tits around his cock and let him squirt off in her freckled face.

But Anna didn’t feel very conservative now, considering what she had done today. She found herself thinking about the crinkly patch of red hair around Jan’s cunt. Roger appeared to enjoy nuzzling his face in it. Anna wondered if she would find it just as tasty.

She passed a telephone booth and, on an impulse, stopped the car. Although she knew what the result would be, she needed to be sure. She dialed Roger’s hotel in New York and waited for the switchboard to ring his room. A woman answered. She had a soft voice and identified herself as Mrs. George. Anna apologized for getting the wrong number and hung up.

She was near a warehouse belonging to Schroyer Electronics. Anna parked on the street and climbed up the loading dock. She entered the building as if she owned the place.

Actually, she did. It was one of the businesses whose controlling interest she’d inherited from her father, though she didn’t take part in any of the operations.

The place was stacked high with boxed televisions, VCRs, microwaves, stereos. Miners had a chain of discount stores all over the state, and this was the main warehouse.

She heard music coming from a room to the side, and she went in that direction. The door was open, and she saw three guys sitting at a table, playing cards, sipping whiskey, and shooting the crap.

The men didn’t notice her, which gave Anna a moment to look them over.

Two of them were young, probably fresh out of high school, one a greaser type with slick hair, the other a sandy-blonde, both wearing jeans and sleeveless t-shirts that showed off their well- developed biceps. The third man was older, perhaps in his mid- thirties. His face was turned away, but there was something familiar about the shape of his head.

“You better have a royal flush,” said the younger of the two studs, taking a bill off the stack of dollars in front of him. He put it down in the center of the table and then poured himself a drink. “If you don’t, I’m going home a rich man tonight.”

The other stud filled his own paper cup. He was out of the hand.

“I’m going home a horny man,” he said. “Sarah Ann’s on the rag. There’s no fuckin’ justice.”

Anna cleared her throat.

“Hey,” she said, leaning against the doorpost, “who do I have to fuck to get a drink around here?”

They all turned, and Anna’s jaw dropped when she saw the face of the third man. It was Mark Moller, the detective who’d gotten the goods on her husband.

Moller’s expression didn’t change as he stared back at Anna, though it was obvious he recognized her. He laid his cards down and he looked at her calmly.

The guy who wasn’t going to fuck Sarah Ann stood up.

“You could always start with me,” he said, picking up the bottle and holding it out.

“Good a place as any,” Anna said, moving toward the table.

Mark Moller leaned back in his chair. He had a cigarette in one hand, a paper cup in the other. He tilted his head to one side and watched Anna through narrowed eyes. What the bell was he doing here? she wondered. Was the snoop business so bad he had to take a warehouse job at night, just to make ends meet? But by that time, the dark young greaser with the athletic build was standing in front of her, and she reached for the bottle he held in his hand.

“Cheers,” she said, tipping it and pouring a shot down her throat. She wasn’t much of a drinker, never had been.

No one was playing cards now. The other young guy was on his feet, his thumbs hitched in the belt loops of his jeans. His T- shirt was skin-tight, and he had the most gorgeous body Anna had ever seen in her life.

Anna’s eyes drifted downward, checking out the front of his tight jeans. The bulge of his cock was plain to see. The corners of Anna’s mouth lifted in a smile. She took another drink and said, “Well, I suppose you want to be paid for the whiskey, right, dude?”

She put the bottle down on the card table and went to the man who had handed it to her. She pushed herself against him, first with the tits, then coming in at crotch level. He was about Anna’s size, and she stared into his eyes from an inch away while she stroked his body with her own. Her mouth was open, the tip of her tongue showing between the lips. She slid her tongue along her lips, moistening them, and her eyes sparkled a challenge.

“Man, I don’t fuckin’ believe this!” he gasped, grabbing her ass and squeezing her body tight against his.

Her legs spread, and she surrounded him with them. She thrust her cunt vigorously, massaging his crotch until she felt the spirit beginning to flow life into his cock. It hardened inside his pants as she kept her body in action.

He fondled her ass excitedly, grinding her ass in his hands. She pushed herself into him, moving her crotch up and down against his cock and balls. She could feel the length of his prick in there. Her tongue fucked into his mouth and her drool merged with his.

Her hands encircled him, and she cupped his ass. She stroked up and down, feeling the ripples of his muscles. She pushed her hands down inside the top of his pants, inside his shorts, hungry to feel bare flesh under her fingers.

She opened her mouth for a kiss. His breath tasted of whiskey. So did hers. She was starting to feel the booze at the back of her head, a tingling buzz. She could feel her teddy crotch getting damp, and there was a throbbing at the point of her hardening clit.

He turned her around, backing Anna up against the edge of the table. She parked her ass on the side, and he lifted her skirt. His hand moved on the insides of her thighs, back and forth, his fingertips brushing across the crotch of her teddy. Suddenly he thrust his hand inside the leg opening and got himself a fistful of her wet cunt.

His finger entered her pussy after scraping the hard bud of her clit, and she spread her legs, the muscles automatically drawing him deeper into her fuck-hole. She squeezed with her cunt, milking his finger, coating it in the wetness that was already flowing like piss from her pussy.

“Oh, crap,” he said. “This bitch is primed and ready!”

He brought his hand out and waved the fingers in front of his buddy’s face. The other guy sniffed and grinned. Mark Moller still sat on the other side of the table, sipping at his paper cup of whiskey.

They were both on her then, getting her out of her dress and sliding down the straps of her teddy to bare her jiggling tits. Each of them took a tit in hand, pinching the nipples to make them stand up even bigger and stiffer. One of them leaned down to take a wet-mouthed suck. Anna stroked his head while he fed at her tit, and she gurgled in satisfaction.

The other guy was pulling the teddy downward, then off her feet. Now she was naked except for her shoes and stockings.

“What are your names?” she asked throatily. “Introductions are civilized.”

“I’m Ed,” said the one who had struck her as the hunkier of the two. He was rubbing his hand across her belly, just above the upper edge of her pussy-bush. The bulge in his tight jeans had become enormous.

“And I’m Jeremy,” the darker one said, licking drool off his lips as he raised his face from Anna’s wet, slobber-coated tits.

“The old fart over there is Nick Krikorian,” Ed said. “I think he’s too old to get excited. Holy crap, baby, what’s this? Don’t you have a purse?” He touched the upper edge of her stockings and the hundred dollar bill that was folded inside it.

“Shut up and take out your cock,” she said. “You’re getting for free what the last guy paid a thousand dollars for.”

She slid down off the edge of the table. She dropped to her knees, the two young guys facing her from either side, and she waited for them to unzip. They got the message, hauling their semi-hard cocks out. Anna smiled, took one in each hand, and began to stroke them with a sensual rhythm. They weren’t entirely hard yet, and that was good. She enjoyed the feel of a prick getting stiff in her hand, or inside her mouth. She caressed them a few more times, then leaned toward Ed and stroked her tongue across the end of his prick. It throbbed on her tongue. She pulled it into her mouth, sucking like a guppy in little thirsty swallows that moved his cockhead in and out. His cock stiffened quickly, until the fatness of his cockhead almost gagged her. She sucked it across her tongue, making it wet, and making him horny. “Another one over here, baby,” Jeremy said, and she turned quickly, releasing Ed’s cock and sliding her moist lips down over the tip of Jeremy’s. They were pretty well-hung for such young guys, and their cocks pulsated with the freshness and vitality of youth. Her mouth slid lower and lower down the rising shaft of Jeremy’s cock. It expanded between her lips, across her tongue, beginning to simmer with the heat of lust. She was playing with Ed’s prick while she ate Jeremy’s, but she ached for another taste of him. Anna turned again, and opened her mouth to Ed’s prick, purring as it slid home. Her fist moved erotically on Jeremy’s cock, making sure he stayed good and hard.

She got a glimpse of Mark Moller. Nick Krikorian, the boy had called him. Why was he using a fake name? Oh, God, she thought, he must be on a case! Undercover! But what would he be doing at the Miners Electronics warehouse? She didn’t really have time to worry about it. She was eating two hot hard cocks, one after the other, her head bobbing back and forth from one prick to the next. They glistened with her saliva, and their taste coated her tongue. She squirmed a bit where she knelt, bringing her thighs together so they could squeeze against the excited bun of her pussy, and she felt wetness down there that compared to the drool she had spilled on Ed’s and Jeremy’s cocks. As she sucked, she rocked herself up and down, accentuating the pressure on her pussy. “Shit, what a mouth!” one of them sighed, fucking deep into Anna. She gagged at the thrust of his cock, but she made her throat open, and suddenly she was gulping him straight to the balls. She made gasping, throaty noises around his prick as it began to fuck in and out quickly. Anna gagged again, hardly able to keep up with him but too horny now to make him stop. It was Jeremy. He had a long, fairly thin cock, but it felt and tasted gigantic as it fucked her throat. She eased her face out of the way and let her tongue slide up and down on his prick as it swished back and forth before her mouth.

“Get your fucking pants off, I wanna suck your balls, too!” she gasped, taking Ed’s cock in both hands and lapping like a hungry dog at the bulbous tip.

He wasn’t circumcised, and she played with the foreskin while she licked on him.

“Now you get naked, too,” she said, releasing his cock and turning her attention to Jeremy, who was stripped to his socks and t-shirt. He had a really slim waist, and a skinny ass, and his prick stuck out like a pipe. His balls were huge, and Anna went straight for them. She leaned down, turning her face upward. He opened his legs, standing straddled, his hands braced on her head. She nibbled his balls, pulling the hair with her teeth. Her fist was full of his prick, and she masturbated him energetically while her tongue slid around the base of his balls, up into the crack of his ass, then down again. She licked his hard cock, moving up and down the shaft. Coming to the cockhead, she kissed it wetly, then slapped it with her tongue. Precum was already oozing from his cockhead. She scooped them up with her fingers, smeared them down the shaft, and licked them away. Her lips fitted over the helmet-like knob of his prick, and she sucked it juicily, purring while she slid it in and out in short swallows. She used her tongue furiously, sliding it around the edges of his cockhead. Her hand clutched his balls.

“Don’t do that, baby,” he said, “you’re gonna blow my balls off!”

Still on her knees, she turned quickly. Ed was out of his jeans and shorts now, and his erect cock bobbed toward her, but she evaded it with a giggle. She wasn’t finished with Jeremy yet. She grabbed one of the paper cups from the table. It contained perhaps half an inch of whiskey. She swirled it, her hand still busy on Jeremy’s prick, and she moved toward him with the cup.

“Squirt in here,” she said. “I want to see the cum flying from your prick!”

She angled his cock downward and held the cup just beneath his cock. Leaning down, she licked his cockhead with abandon, stroking up the shaft.

“Cum, baby!” she whispered, her lips fluttering against his cockhead. “Cum for me!”

“Ah!” he sighed, and his cock quivered in her hand. Her eyes lit up as she saw the gushing eruption of jism. The thick white goo shot into the whiskey at the bottom of the cup.

She worked him until he had gone dry, and then she cleaned his cock with her tongue, licking away the last dripping gob of spunk as it emerged from his cockhead.

“Now it’s your turn,” she said to Ed, crawling toward him on her knees. She had the cup in one hand and she was licking her lips.

He held his prick out, and she covered it with her mouth, sliding down almost to his balls in one hungry swallow. He fucked into her mouth. He was obviously on the verge of cumming, too.

She could feel Mark Moller’s eyes on her from the rear. She hoped he liked what he was seeing. She knew he had liked what she’d given him in his office.

“You gonna cum for me?” she asked Ed, looking up at him. “You gonna fill my cup with your milk, baby?”

He stuck the end of his cock into the top of the cup and said, “Oh, crap!”

His prick bounced around inside the paper cup, almost knocking it out of Anna’s hand. She grabbed his prick and finished milking it.

He was dry, but he was still hard, and Anna smiled. She rocked back on her heels and looked up at the two young men. “Cheers again, guys!

She swirled the mixture of cum and whiskey in the cup until it blended, and then she poured it all down her throat in one hungry swallow.

“Now,” she said, standing up, “since you guys are still hard, and I mean hard, I suppose you’d like to fuck me!”

“On the other hand,” Anna said, stepping back, “a couple of big horny guys like you, maybe you might want to do all kinds of wicked things to me. Like a gang-bang, or maybe even both of you fucking me at the same time. You wouldn’t have anything like that in mind, now, would you?”

“Who, us?” Ed said, bouncing one of her tits. He pinched gently at her pink nipple, lengthening it between his fingers. Anna sighed and shoved her tit into his grasp. “Would we do anything like that to a babe like you? You got us all wrong! We’re gentlemen!”

“Right,” Jeremy said, fingering her pussy once more. He worked into her wet hole, sliding his digit in and out. Anna felt the delicious friction, and her cunt began to moisten a bit more, her clit pulsating with desire. “Just because you walk in off the street and suck us both off, it doesn’t mean we’re gonna treat you like some kind of wild slut!”

Mark Moller was still watching, a fresh cigarette between his lips. He lit it and then took a sip of whiskey.

The room was not designed with orgies in mind. The floor was concrete, both rough and cold, and there was nothing remotely resembling a bed anywhere. The card table was too rickety for fucking, so it had to be the floor.

“I’ll be on top,” Anna said. She tapped Jeremy on the chest. “You were the first to squirt. You should be recharged by now. On your ass, stud, and let me have that prick of yours!”

He put his jeans under his ass and lay down on them. His cock wasn’t entirely stiff, but it was pretty close. Anna squatted above him, using both hands to work his cock. She felt it stiffening between her frictioning palms and smiled.

“That’s what I want,” she said. “Let’s fuck!”

She moved the tip of his prick through her sopping wet pussy- hair. She hadn’t realized how wet she was until she heard the squashing noise his cock made. He thrust upward as soon as he felt her succulent wetness on his prick. His cock entered her, shoving, but she lifted upward, not quite ready to swallow him yet. She wanted a fucking, but there was an element of tease in her character she had never known was there before, and she was rather enjoying the sensation. Anna slid up and down, just lipping his prick with her pussy. He was breathing hard, thrusting as best he could, but she controlled the action and she only let him go as deep into her cunt as she wanted. The promise of his hard prick up her pussy made her skin crawl with anticipation, but it was nearly as much fun teasing and tantalizing herself as to do it to him. She came down slowly, engulfing Jeremy’s cock without warning.

“Oh, baby!” he gasped, shoving up to meet her. The bulging meat of his cock spread the snugness of her pussy walls, and the wetness flowed down her cunt to moisten his progress.

She sank down until she could drop no farther. Her cunt was stuffed full of his cock.

Anna rocked atop him, relishing the feel of his cock in her pussy. His hands were all over her body. He really seemed to like her tits. She really liked the way he liked them. Leaning forward, she fed them to the kid. He sucked like a baby starved for milk, and she was sorry as hell she couldn’t let him have any.

“Gimme another drink of that whiskey,” she said, and Ed handed her the bottle.

She slopped the booze into her mouth, some of it spilling down her chin and onto her tits. She felt warm and wild and willing.

“Now I want your cock,” she said to Ed, returning the bottle.

He was quick to give it. She sucked him in, blowing wetly around his prick while she fucked Jeremy’s cock in and out of her dripping cunt.

His cock fattened inside her mouth, and she moved back and forth on it in long thirsty swallows. Now that she’d actually done it a few times, she found that it wasn’t all that tough to deep-throat a cock, even a big one like Ed’s.

“How about you, dude?” she called to Mark Moller. “These guys say you’re too old to get it up. You don’t look so old to me. Bet you have one big prick in those pants. Why not come over and show it to me?”

“Nah,” he said. “I really am too old. Anyway, baby, I think you’re much too wild for me. Us old guys have to take it easy, you know? I think I’ll just watch.”

“Your loss,” she said, going down on Ed’s prick again. She took the bottle from his hands and poured some booze on his cock, slurping it off the skin.

She was bouncing hard on Jeremy’s cock now, getting a sweet hot ride from it. She took him deep, her cunt grinding against his balls. She wished she could open her cunt wide enough to suck his balls up her cunt along with his long cock.

She squirmed, making her clit throb as it scraped his cock- hair, and she felt fresh oozes of wetness down the channel of her pussy. His cock kept fucking in and out of her, and she kept gulping it with the muscles of her aroused cunt while she fed on the engorged length of his friend’s prick.

“Mmmmmm!” she moaned, licking her lips and rubbing Ed’s cock all over her face. “I thought you guys said something about double-fucking me!”

“You serious?” Ed asked. “Oh, crap, baby, I knew I had the right instinct when I didn’t call in sick tonight!”

He came around behind her as she continued to fuck his friend. He felt her up from the rear, and she sat upright, easing herself back against him. His hands were full of her tits, and he was chewing on her neck, her ears, her shoulders. She could feel his strong hard cock bumping against her ass. Anna had no idea if she could actually take on two guys at the same time, but she was too drunk and too excited to care.

“Fuck me in the ass while Jeremy rams my cunt,” she said to Ed. “I want that cock of yours stirring my crap!”

He cupped her ass and hefted the cheeks, seeking her ass with his finger. She was bouncing so hard on Jeremy that it was difficult for him to get a grip, but suddenly he was there. His finger speared straight into her ass!

Anna yelped and almost jumped straight off Jeremy’s prick. She’d been fucked in the pussy tonight, and she’d been fucked up the ass, but never simultaneously, and even the feel of Ed’s finger in her ass, thrusting along with the slam of Jeremy’s cock up her cunt, was a shocking surprise.

She leaned forward, raising her ass, slowing down her rhythm on Jeremy’s cock.

“Jesus, you’re tight!” Ed gasped. “I figured a whore’s ass for being as big as a barn door! Don’t feel like this baby’s ever been used for anything but farting!”

He fucked her, spreading the tautness, and she swayed and moaned in response.

He moved his finger vigorously, prodding as deeply into Anna’s ass as he could thrust, rotating the fingers as he moved them in and out. She bit her lip and squirmed atop Jeremy’s pussy-piercing prick, and she gasped when Ed added two more fingers.

They didn’t feel quite as big as Mel’s cock, but they were impressive as hell, and she writhed under their steady, relentless attack. She moved forward and back, keeping Jeremy’s prick busy inside her snug cunt. Looking back over her shoulder at Ed, she said in a defiant voice, “Well, dude, are you just gonna play with it, or do you intend to fuck it too?”

“I’m gonna fuck it,” Ed said. He pulled his fingers out, and before her ass had had time to contract, he thrust his cock into the dilated opening.

She couldn’t keep from screaming when his cock pierced her. Even though he’d reamed her with his fingers and gotten her ass ready, there was no way she could have been prepared for the sudden stabbing plunge of his prick up her ass.

He was fat-cocked, and his prick was a lot bigger than his fingers.

The pressure of Jeremy’s cock in her cunt made her ass even tighter than it was by nature, but Ed was totally intent on fucking Anna’s ass, and he just rammed her with his cock until it was fully imbedded. Jeremy paused momentarily beneath her, just marking time with his prick, allowing Ed the full pleasure of splitting Anna’s ass.

But it wouldn’t have been human for him to be motionless beneath her forever. Ed was fucking hard, and Anna rocked before his savage ass-busting attack. Jeremy grabbed Anna’s swaying tits and started to fuck her pussy, really pouring on the cock this time.

She was pinned between them, the slave of their desires. Ed hunched over her from the rear, his strong arms encircling her while he fucked her ass, giving her all she had asked for and more. Jeremy slurped and bit her tits, squirming to shove his prick up her cunt again and again, matching his buddy stroke for stroke.

Maybe it was the whiskey. Maybe it was the fucking. Maybe it was just the fact that she knew Mark Moller was sitting over by the table, watching everything the guys did to her! Anna couldn’t hold back her orgasm. It hit her like a tank and she screamed, exploding between the two hard-fucking boys.

They didn’t stop. They kept on pounding her with their savage cocks, filling her pussy again and again.

“Ohhh, you bastards!” she moaned. “You dirty, assfucking, pussy-fucking bastards! Make me cum! Make me cum all over your hard cocks! Shoot me full of your cum! Fuck me till your cum runs out of my goddamn ears!”

Ed’s only answer was to shove his prick so far up her ass that she could almost taste it on the back of her tongue. He rabbit-fucked her ass in a series of almost savage thrusts, each of them sending Anna over the edge in a brand new way. Jeremy kept pushing his cock up her cunt, but he was simply keeping the stewpot bubbling while Ed finished the bitch off.

“Here it comes, baby!” Ed growled. “Put your fingers in your ears!”

She felt his cock balloon inside her ass as it prepared to squirt, and she knew it was gonna be a blasting orgasm. She rocked hard, banging his groin with her ass, the jiggle of her asscheeks against his belly urging him to let his cum fly.

He shoved his prick all the way into her, and it went off like a depth charge. She stiffened and endured the ecstatic eruption of his cock, allowing the emotions to merge with her own and bring her orgasm to even higher levels.

Then Jeremy’s prick gushed inside Anna’s pussy, and she collapsed, the two boys equally limp above her and beneath her, their bodies melting into a heap on the floor.

“That was something else, baby,” Ed said to her as she got into her clothes. Anna was wobbly on her feet, but she felt fantastic. Even if she was still pretty drunk. “Mmm, that fucking was worth more than a drink! Hey, I know! Come on, guys!”

The four of them went out into the warehouse, Mark Moller following. Ed posed grandly, pointing to the stacks of boxed electronic appliances.

“You got a DVD?” Ed asked. “You want an extra one? Got a warehouse full of the fuckers. Take one. On me. Lemme get you one.”

Jeremy grinned. “Right, man! And how about a TV so you can watch stuff on the DVD? There’s a Sony over here that’s great. I got one at home myself. Or would you rather have a microwave?”

Anna wasn’t that drunk.

“You can give this stuff away?” she asked.

“Sure,” Jeremy said with a wink. “It doesn’t cost us a fucking cent. All comes out of overhead. Just our way of saying thanks for a sweet fuck, baby. This job gets boring late at night, and you really made it swing. C’mon, Mark, you got to watch. What are you gonna give the lady?

“I think I better give her a ride home,” Mark Moller said. “She’s too fucking drunk to drive. Hell, she can hardly stand up!”

Anna protested, but he led her outside anyway. Jeremy and Ed tailed them, carrying boxes from the warehouse. Anna got in, and Moller slid behind the wheel.

“I’ll be back a little later,” he said to the boys as they put the boxes in the rear. “Cover for me if the foreman comes along.”

“Jesus,” Anna said, soaking in the tub. Moller sat on the toilet seat, smoking another cigarette. “You’re investigating employee pilfering, right?”

“I can’t make a living just by catching husbands who fuck the wrong woman,” Moller said.

“What happens to the guys?”

“I turn in my report. Now I have you as a witness. But it’s not the first merchandise they’ve ripped off. If they’re lucky, they only get fired. Maybe jail.”

Anna shrugged. A good fuck was one thing, but after all, those ripe young guys were stealing from a company she owned. They’d just have to take the cards that were dealt them. She’d leave it up to the board at Miners Electronics.

She stood up, water running down her body. He handed her a towel and she wiped it lazily over her body as she stood on the rug by the tub.

“What about you?” he asked, putting out his cigarette. “I gather you’ve been out getting a little revenge on your husband.”

Anna smiled. That was one way to describe it. She moved past Moller. He caught her by the wrist and turned her around.

“What do you plan to do about him?”

“Who knows? He’s in New York with that slut,” she said. She knotted the towel around her body. “Why didn’t you join the guys? We could have had a four-way. Maybe I could have blown you while they fucked me. I’ve never tried it with three guys at once.”

“I don’t go for orgies,” he said.

He stroked her tits with the back of his hand. Anna smiled. It felt pretty good.

“I met a couple tonight,” she said. “They had a strange way of spicing up their marriage. It got me thinking about me and Roger. I guess I still love him. I wouldn’t be so pissed off at him if I didn’t care. When he gets back from New York, I think I’m going to show him the evidence, then we’ll just have to reach an understanding. Do you know, I even ate pussy tonight? I never did that before. I liked it. I think I could enjoy eating the pussy of that redheaded slut my husband’s been fucking around with. It might just save our marriage.”

She undid the towel and let it slide down her body. Her quivering tits seemed to leap out at him.

“You know,” she said, “maybe it would help me, with Roger, I mean, if I also showed him some videotapes of me. Getting fucked by some guy and loving the crap out of it. Just to let him know that if push comes to shove, I can find another guy with no trouble! Even if I’m no raving beauty, I don’t seem to have much trouble when I apply myself.”

Moller smiled.

“I could get you some video. But it would probably look a hell of a lot better if we maybe rehearsed a little first, you know?” He gave her a playful slap on the ass. “Okay, baby, why don’t you take a douche and an enema and gargle a little. I’ll be waiting for you in the bedroom. No time like the present for rehearsing, is there?”

When Anna came into the bedroom, all shined and powdered and fresh as spring, Mark was lying on the bed in his boxer shorts. The tip of his cock was showing through the slit at the front. Anna remembered how good it had tasted, and how good it had felt fucking her. She smiled and eased onto the bed alongside him.

He moved down her body with hands and mouth, arousing every part of her. As he fed on her tits, her belly, as his mouth worked down to the pouting slice of her pussy, she began to understand that, at the very least, Moller seemed to have a bit of a crush on her. There was a distinctly romantic twist to the way his tongue flicked her stiffened clit and dipped into the puckered mouth of her cunt.

He got his finger into her pussy, fucking it slowly in and out while he nibbled on her cunt. It was a sensuous and sensitive approach, and she could not resist. Twisting around, she took his cock in her hands, then started to lick it.

Her mouth stretched open, the lips red and moist and willing. She sucked him inside, loving him friskily with her tongue as she moved the cockhead in and out. His tongue was deep in her pussy now, his cunt-wet finger stroking softly over the hardened button of her clit. Each caress sent fresh shivers of delight racing through Anna.

Her hands worked on the shaft of his cock while her mouth nursed at his knob. She wanted to feel his cum squirting across her tongue, but she also craved to feel that hard firm cock thrusting hotly and wildly inside her pussy.

“Oh, let’s fuck,” she said, raising her lips from his cock. “I really think I need to be fucked again.”

“That makes two of us,” Mark Moller said. He turned, sliding up against Anna, his eager hands all over her body.

She opened herself to his caresses, covering his hands as they fondled her tits. She made him pinch the stiff nipples, and he lifted them to her face so she could lick and suck at them too. Their tongues dueled over the points of her tits.

She guided his fingers down to her wet cunt, easing them into her fuck-hole so she could milk them with her cunt muscles and prove just how ready and excited she really was.

He turned Anna over onto her side and pushed against her from the rear. She threw a leg back over him, then reached down between her legs to trap his prick in her hand. She stroked it, adoring the firm strength of his cock, and then she pulled it to her waiting pussy. Anna groaned as his stiff prick sank home.

“Oh, fuck me now!” she whispered, her body pulsating to the rhythm of his driving cock.

He fucked into her, picking up speed.

Moller held her tits. She leaned her face back to kiss him, moaning into his mouth as the frenzy of his stabbing cock grew more and more irresistible. She frigged her pussy while she received his prick, and her clit swelled under her briskly rubbing fingers. Cum oozed from her cunt, soaking his prick as it moved in and out.

“Just for old time’s sake?” she said, sliding forward, her cunt pulling way from Moller’s cock. She lifted her leg and spread her asscheeks, baring her ass. He smiled, guiding his prick in the direction she wanted.

She was getting used to assfucking now, it seemed. He fumbled a moment, but her ass-ring quickly sucked him in, and she gave a howling cry of joy as her ass was filled with his throbbing cock.

He was the first guy who’d ever fucked her ass. She’d always have a soft spot for him. His cock pumped energetically into that soft spot, and Anna kept on squeezing and flicking her clit, soaking her fingers in the cum that leaked from her pussy. Her world had fallen apart just this morning, but with her ass full of Mark Moller’s cock and her cunt boiling beneath her fingers, she felt safe and secure and confident once again. It didn’t matter what happened when Roger came back from New York and she confronted him with the truth. Anna had looked inside herself, and she was pleased with what she had found there. Another orgasm was simmering in her cunt, and it looked like tomorrow would be a very nice day.

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The End

© Kysa Braswell

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