Chapter 7

As Sue mixed a fresh round of drinks, Jack stepped up close to her at the bar, feeling his heart pounding at the nearness of this provocative woman, his mind flashing back to the events of yesterday as he stood there. He could almost feel her butter-soft mouth enveloping his turgid cock, could almost taste the aphrodisia which was her flowing cunt juice. Christ, he had really changed in the past forty-eight hours; if anyone had told him just last week that the events of the previous two days would take place, he would have called that person a liar. It was unbelievable, and yet, it was very real. As real as his prick now hardening in his pants at the nearness of Sue Mason, as real as his hand which had moved as if with a will of its own, to cup and knead one of Sue’s firm, pliant buttocks.

“Ummmmmm!” she whispered, leaning her body back against his hand, undulating her hips lightly. “That’s nice, lover. Are you getting a little hot, or am I all wet?”

“You’re all wet,” he answered. “I’m a hell of a lot more than a little hot right now!”

“Do you have a hard-on, lover?”

“Jesus, yes!”

“Let me feel it,” she said, and she put down the swizzle stick with which she had been stirring the drink she’d just built and reached her hand down to lightly fondle the now-bulging front of Jack’s trousers. “Oh, my, my, my! You really do have a lovely hard-on, don’t you?”

“Christ, Sue, I want you!” Jack breathed, pressing his loins against her swelling, buttocks. “I want to fuck you again!”

She chuckled huskily. “I know you do, lover. And I want to fuck you, too, make no mistake.”

“I don’t know how much longer I can wait.”

“Why wait at all?” she asked. “We can go right down the hallway there and into the master bedroom.”

“But ... what about Adie and Bob?”

Sue chuckled again. “Don’t worry about them. There’s a set of double beds in the master bedroom.”

“You mean we’ll ... be doing it next to each other? I ... I mean, Adie and Bob will be right there...?”

“Does the idea turn you off, lover?”

“Well...” Jack stopped, considering. No, damn it, the idea didn’t turn him off. In fact, it rather excited him. He could feel his prick jerk convulsively in his pants at the thought of fucking this seductive woman on a bed right next to where his wife was being fucked by another man. “No,” he said at length. “No, it doesn’t, it actually is pretty exciting.”

“Isn’t it?” Sue said rhetorically. She fondled his prick again. “Shall we, lover?”

“Christ, yes!”

Jack followed Sue down the hallway, leaving the drinks on the bar, forgotten. The master bedroom was large, with the wide double beds being set close together. Sue didn’t turn on any lights, but there was a full moon tonight and its shine penetrated the undraped windows at the far end, illuminating the room as brightly as if there had been a small lamp lit.

As soon as they were inside, and the door had been shut, Sue turned and began to slowly, tantalizingly, undo the belt which held her sarong closed at the waist. When she had it loosened, she drew the folds of cloth slowly apart, opening it wide to allow his eyes to feast on what lay beneath. She was completely nude, and the soft bristles of her pubic triangle seemed to glow phosphorescently in the pale moonlight. She shrugged the garment from her shoulders, letting it puddle at her feet, and her body was a thing of sheer beauty, causing Jack’s breath to spew from between his teeth hotly. Jesus, she was gorgeous! Adie was beautiful, but Sue was ... well, alluring, a seductress, a temptress as old as the world.

“It’s all yours, lover,” Sue said, stepping backward nimbly to the bed and then lying down and stretching her body out full length, cat-like and graceful, drawing her legs apart to allow him to see the glistening, already lubricated folds of her lovely pulsating cunt. “All yours, to do whatever you want. What do you want to do, lover?”

Jack’s eyes were hotly fastened to the magical entranceway to all the world’s pleasure which lay waiting between her widespread legs. “I want to suck you first!” he hissed feverishly, feeling his cock jerk paroxysmically with lewd desire. “I want to lick your cunt and tongue your clit until you cum! I want to make you cum with my mouth!”

“Then do it, lover!” Sue urged, rolling her hips in slow, provocative circles on the chenille bedspread, kneading her breasts with the palms of her hands in the exciting way she had. “But get naked first! Let me see that beautiful hard cock of yours! I want to look at it and hold it in my hand while you eat my pussy!”

Feverishly, his mind whirling with crazed lust, Jack tore at his clothing, throwing his shirt and trousers and underwear in a heap on the soft carpet between her wide splayed thighs, kneeling there momentarily and staring down at her surging, passion-lubricated vaginal slit as if it were some all-seeing oracle about to reveal to him all the secrets of the world. Sue reached down and took hold of his thick, throbbing, blood-swollen cock and began to stroke it gently, teasingly, her thumb teasing the glans opening, using the lubrication which had begun to seep from it to moisten the entire head until it glistened in the pale light.

Finally, with a low moan of desire, Jack flung himself at the target which his eyes had been devouring, his mouth grinding into her wet, desire drenched cunt, his tongue driving into the vaginal opening with the force of a raping cock. Sue cried out softly in ecstasy, jackknifing her legs upward to encircle his neck, raising her squirming buttocks off the bed, her hand still stroking his cock with her arm between her backside and the yielding mattress.

“That’s it, lover!’ she crooned. “Ohhh, yesss, that’s nice, lover, fuck me with your tongue, ohhhhhhhh lover, fuck me with your long hard tongue until I cum!”

“Mmmmmmmmmm!” Jack groaned deep in his throat, his mouth pressed tightly to her pungent cuntal mouth, his tongue flicking in and out of her hole in wild abandon, his mind dwelling on nothing now except this magnificent woman who was his to do with as he pleased...

Sitting at the bridge table, Adie suddenly realized that Jack and Sue were nowhere to be seen. Had they...? Well, yes of course; they’d gone into the bedroom, to ... yes to fuck. Adie trembled at the lewd images which began to pass through her mind - images which had only yesterday caused her pain and revulsion, but which were now bringing arousal to her body, hardening her nipples beneath the sheath she wore, causing fluid to flow from her vagina and dampen her panties. She couldn’t help it; she was a new woman, wasn’t she? She had been awakened, and as such she was becoming a creature of the flesh, with thoughts of sex and lovemaking having a direct physical effect on her body, making her want loving.

She squirmed slightly on her chair, opening and closing her thighs, and looked at Bob Mason. “Sue and Jack seem to have disappeared,” she said.

“So they have,” Mason grinned. “And I know where.”

“So do I,” Adie said boldly. “I ... think we should go to the same place, don’t you?”

Mason moistened his lips. “I do, indeed.”

Adie stood up, smoothing the sheath down over her flanks. “You’ll have to lead the way.”

He took her arm, feeling the heat of her hip and thigh pressed against his own leg, feeling his cock begin to harden. He led her down the hallway by the bar and opened the door to the master bedroom quietly, pushing it wide and then drawing Adie across the threshold and slightly in front of him, so that her tightly-encased buttocks were pressed hard back against his now turgid cock.

Adie inhaled sharply at what she saw in the soft moonlight streaming in through the window. There, on one of the beds, was her husband, kneeling between Sue’s legs raised vertically toward the ceiling, imprisoning his head there, his mouth buried in the soft fleece-lined vagina, his tongue burrowing deep into the slippery passage. He was making low, growling sounds in his throat as he labored, and Sue was mewling delightedly at his ministrations, her hips churning wildly on the bed.

“Christ!” Mason said, moving his loins against the softness of Adie’s buttocks. “How do you like that, honey? He’s licking my wife’s cunt!”

His words hissed into Adie’s ear and she felt the prurient sensations which had gripped her body outside magnify in her mind. Her breath caught in her throat at what she was witnessing - and at the hard protuberance of Mason’s cock pressing into the crevice between her soft yielding buttocks. Her stomach was churning madly now as she listened to the slurping sucking sounds of her husband as he suckled the twitching pussy of Mason’s wife. And then Mason’s hand slipped around to her front, slipped inside the low-cut sheath and inside her loosely-fitted bra to cup her entire nipple-hardening tit as if she were a pubescent child. She gasped softly as his thumb rolled over the nipple, and pressed her cheeks back against him with a little undulating motion that caused him to squeeze her breast painfully.

Into her ear he breathed hot breath and the words: “I want to fuck you, Adie. Now, right now. I want to fuck you in the asshole! Adie I want to fuck you in the asshole!”

She stiffened for a brief instant at the vile words, at the idea of her virginal anus being rent asunder by his huge, bloated penis, but then the sight of her husband licking and slavering between Sue Mason’s legs, and the feel of Bob’s hard, unresisting cock in the crevice of her buttocks, sent more ripples of desire surging through her body. Well, why not? Why not? Why shouldn’t she let a man fuck her from behind? She had tasted a man’s cock, Jack’s cock, for the first time last night; her mouth was no longer a virgin, so why should she allow her anus to remain virginal? She was emancipated now, wasn’t she? A woman of the flesh? Why not cast this last vestige of innocence to the wind as well?

She turned her head slightly and whispered, “Yes! Yes, Bob, fuck me back there! Put your cock between my legs back there. I want you to, Bob, I want you to!”

Breathing raggedly with inflamed lust at her acquiescing words, Mason pushed Adie toward the one remaining bed in the room. Once there, he turned to her to demand that she strip naked - but she was one step ahead of him. Her fingers were already drawing down the zipper at the rear of her sheath, drawing it all the way down to the base of her spine and then she shrugged out of the garment and let it fall. She stepped out of the pool, unhooking her bra, letting her lust-swollen breasts bob forth, the nipples like chips of hot rock; she pulled her panties down, and stood before Mason completely nude, her eyes fastened on the oblivious couple only a few scant feet away, hearing them moan and mewl as their lust was being fulfilled - just as hers would soon be.

Mason had stripped his own clothes from his body by then, and his huge, oscillating, erect cock jutted out like some monstrous implement of delicious torture from his abdomen. He took Adie’s tiny waist in his huge hands, his breath hot on her face, and turned her, forcing her down onto the bed on her hands and knees so that she was facing the wildly twitching couple on the other bed. He knelt beside her, holding his great prick in one hand only inches from the tiny puckered ring of her rectum while his eyes fastened on the tableau of Jack Rolfe’s insane licking of his wife’s insatiable cunt.

Then, with his other hand, he began to stroke Jack’s wife’s soft white buttock mounds, teasing her rectum with the tip of his finger, enjoying the first moans of pleasure which were erupting from her throat. Slowly, tantalizing, he inserted the tip of his forefinger into her anal opening, wiggling it around inside, drawing greater whimpers of increasing desire from Adie’s throat. He released his cock then and used both hands to draw wide apart the glistening moons of her upraised buttocks, stretching the rubbery opening wide with his thumbs. He leaned forward, so that the hard, fleshy head of his blood-engorged penis rested against the tiny, defenseless hole. He moved his hips, teasing the shaft along the crevice, poising it finally at the wrinkled, slightly cringing anal ring.

Adie was trembling with a mixture of momentary fear at what was about to happen, and intense lusting anticipation of it. She could feel the huge, bulbous head of Mason’s prick resting at her asshole, and she thought: It’s going to hurt, Oh God it’s going to hurt when he shoves all of his gigantic cock into me. But I don’t care, I want it to hurt, I want him to fuck me there. God, I’m so hot I can’t stand it ... I can see Jack there, sucking Sue’s pussy, reveling in it, sopping up all of her juices and it’s making me...

“Aaaaaaaaagggggggghhhhhhh!” she screamed then, shutting off all her thoughts as a violent, shuddering pain rippled through her body. With a brutal forward thrust, Mason had bored his mighty cock far up into her tight, innocent asshole, tearing it through the membranous passage to bury it almost to the hilt. He clutched hard at her hips, flexing again as he thrust still deeper into her rectum, into the warm forbidden depths of her anal passage. The pressure pushed her forward, pushed her head down onto the chenille bedspread and prevented her from watching any longer the actions of her husband and Sue on the next bed. Mason began heaving forward with long, sawing strokes now, the rubbery walls of Adie’s asshole expanding before his invading cock until, finally, with one last savage lunge he buried every single inch of his tremendously expanded penis into her warm, tight anus.

“OOoooooohhhhhh!” Adie moaned. “Ohhhhhhh God, Bob, it hurts! It hurrrrrtttsssss! Oh, I can’t take it, it hurts too much!”

“Just ... relax, honey ... just relax and ... fuck back,” Mason panted his instructions. Numbly, Adie obeyed, grinding her buttocks back against his sawing cock. And suddenly, Mason’s predictions came true, her anal passage grew accustomed to the great monster imbedded there, and she was overwhelmed in a sudden burst of desire. Yes, yes, she was beginning to like it! She was beginning to enjoy this lewd, bestial sodomizing of her private, secret passage. Her head flailed from side to side and she buffeted back harder and harder against Mason’s pistoning prick, feeling his bloated testicles resound as his belly smacked wildly against the upturned cheeks of her lovely, cream-white buttocks.