Chapter 7

She didn’t quite have the nerve to just walk in on them; the shock might have been too great for all concerned. Regina had wanted to do it, very much. She had balanced for a ragged moment upon the precipice, needing to just leap naked into a tangle with Stella and Bill, and to drag in Chuck, also.

But of course, that wouldn’t have worked at all. Not yet. There could have been complications—guilt and shock and embarrassment. Backing away, she had saved them all that, spared them the agonies of indecision.

“Come on,” she hissed to Chuck, and still holding him by the prick, led him tiptoeing past the collapsed pair on the living room floor. Since she knew their house almost as well as her own, Regina steered Chuck into the nearest bedroom, one right off the hall where they could peep out at their spouses and not be seen themselves.

“Lie down here with me,” she said softly. “I’ll put one leg over you and we can lie here side by side, screwing while they recover their strength. Since they didn’t hear us come in, and since your wife knows I’m fucking you, she won’t be worried about the length of time we’re gone. Of course, we’ll have to break up this good screwing before all the kids come home, but there’s hours until then.”

With the head of his prick at the wet entrance to her pussy, Chuck Baker said, “Stella knows I’ve been laying you?”

“Sure—that’s how she and I set you two guys up tonight.”

“That’s sneaky,” he said, and gave a sudden thrust that forced his cock inside her damply willing cunt.

With an answering wiggle of her crotch, Regina said, “So is that. Let’s just lie here and fuck quietly, until they get it on again out there. They will, before too long; they’re just getting to know each other—like we did, in the beginning, remember?”

Chuck worked his shaft inside the clinging hotness of her well- lubricated pussy. “That was only a couple of days ago, baby. Hey—they’re beginning to stir around; Stella’s climbing off him now, and man—look at his cock, all slick and gleaming—still some come drops on the head of it, too.”

Regina watched every move of the other couple, wishing that they could be side by side, even touching. A shudder rippled through her then, as she imagined the wildest thing ever—all four of them fucking happily away, and changing partners back and forth.

Her cunt gripped Chuck’s prick and massaged it; rolling her hips, she pulled his thrusts deeper into herself, grinding her pelvis into his while he fondled her ass, while he nuzzled her throat.

He said, “She’s kissing him, lying on top of him and playing with his cock. Stella does that sometimes, usually when she hasn’t been entirely satisfied and means to go down on me—on him, now. Man, man; that’s it! She’s going to eat your husband’s prick.”

“How nice,” Regina said, squirming on his prick. “This will be another first for Bill—he’s never been eaten by another woman. In fact, he’s only been eaten once, by me; but he’s learned to like it.”

Chuck stroked into her, his cock hard and long, bigger around than her husband’s tool, bigger and longer than his son’s penis. Guiltily, she remembered Carey and the boy’s sex hunger for her. And maybe for someone else, she recalled, but put that out of her mind for the moment. There were too many things going on right now for her to be dwelling on future possibilities. One way or the other, young Carey Baker would get all the fucking he could handle.

Chuck said, “He’ll have to eat her cunt, too. My wife really digs doing sixty-nine. Has he ever gone down on you, Regina?”

“Yes,” she said, “just once, and I had to practically force him into doing it for me then. But once he got going, Bill stopped being uptight about eating pussy and did a great job.”

She fell quiet then, watching the tableau before them, seeing the attractive darkness of the other woman, the small and sexy body that was so determined to swing with her husband all night. Stella was busily kissing down Bill’s belly, and he was arching his back, trembling visibly at her caresses. It wasn’t until she had reached his pelvic area that she crawled around with the lower portion of her trimly rounded body and poised astraddle his head.

“There she goes,” Chuck breathed. “I knew she couldn’t just go down on him without getting in on the goodies herself.”

There was an entirely different feel to it, Regina thought, lying there and being fucked by one man, while watching another woman kiss the shaft of her husband’s cock. It was far more stimulating to see sex and to feel it at the same time, and when the watched sex was someone she loved, the sensations were heightened considerably.

She saw Stella’s black-haired crotch, dripping from its fucking, lower to cover Bill’s face, and a sharp stab of rapture flashed through her. Her eyes were half-glazed, and she used them to see Stella’s hungry mouth cover the head of Bill’s cock. Stella’s ivory cheeks dipped in as she sucked on the knob, and Bill’s ass rolled against the carpet in a new ecstasy.

“They’re sucking each other off,” she murmured. “They fucked, and now they’re eating each other.” She gave a twist of her pelvis that made Chuck’s slowly thrusting cock rub more violently against her sensitive clitoris.

“Beautiful,” Chuck said, ramming his prick home a little harder, a little faster. “Never thought I’d get a kick out of seeing my wife’s lips wrapped around another man’s prick, but I do—I sure as hell do. Look at her sucking him—look how he’s eating up into her hot pussy!”

“Uh!” Regina grunted. “Oh—uh!” It was so good, so thrilling, knowing the slide of his prick in her pussy, watching his wife and her husband do a sixty-nine.

She fought to hold her eyes open, when they wanted so much to close in rapture, and she ground her pussy savagely onto Chuck’s lunging cock while she pressed her tits hard into his chest, rubbing the nipples back and forth to further stimulate him, and herself.

It was wild and it was intense, and the orgasm burst madly within her vagina before she knew it was coming. Regina shuddered and heaved, snapping her cunt down on Chuck’s pounding shaft as she came. It was terrific, a pinwheeling of hot flashes and a strobelight scattering of feelings both violent and tender. Her ass trembled, and she felt the gentle intrusion of Chuck’s little finger, without remembering when he first started prodding softly at her asshole.

That tickled, too, and Regina bucked crazily in the throes of her climax, slammed her crotch against the pole that was fucking, fucking into her blazing cunt.

Chuck said aloud: “Oh! Oh baby—coming, coming—COMING!”

The come blew from the end of his imbedded cock, hissed hotly into the gulping of her hole, spewing its thick and creamy boiling liquid throughout her vagina. His balls jerked against the crack of her ass, and his fingertip slipped into the tight little ring itself.

Gasping, Regina dug her nails into his back and rotated her pelvis furiously against his hairy crotch. Then she sighed in completion, rocked gently with the subsiding waves of warm love that flooded her being. Her eyelids fluttered, and with an effort, she focused upon the two naked people in the other room.

She saw something different. She watched in amazement as Stella lifted her siphoning mouth from Bill’s upright prick, just at the moment of ejaculation. Stella had fingers wrapped around the thick base of the cock, and was fondling it, but her mouth backed off at the very second he began to come. But she didn’t lose a drop, Regina saw; she caught all the spurting white stuff as she would drink from a squirting fountain, letting it spit up into her open lips.