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CHAPTER FIVE

"It's not my husband," Eileen said. She giggled, throwing herself into Ted's arms. "Besides, I don't care." She showered him with kisses, crushing him with her naked body.

"C'mon, baby," Ted groaned, "cut the shit."

Eileen laughed and rolled over on her back. "It's probably someone from the garage. You get dressed. I'll go down and answer the door."

"Sure, baby," Ted said. "Tell him I'll meet him at the car."

Eileen grabbed a robe and as she hurried down the stairs to the front door, she pulled it on. "Hi," she purred. She was going all the way. "Are you from the garage?"

Jim Fields gawked. "Yeah," he said, eyeing Eileen's lush body and beautiful face. "I got a call about a car needing a jump."

"You got the right place," she purred, boldly looking into his face. "He's upstairs getting dressed." She winked, licked her lips. "You almost got here too soon, if you know what I mean."

He grinned. "I know," he said. He stared at the creamy flesh of her partially exposed tits. "Your husband's a lucky guy."

"Oh," Eileen said. "He isn't my husband. We just met." She was flaunting it, taunting the man standing at the door. "He just stopped by to use my phone."

Ted had come down the stairs, stopping as he finished buttoning his shirt. He was staring at Eileen in the doorway, the sun shining through her robe, silhouetting her long, sexy legs.

"Whewww," Ted said. "Definitely my lucky day." Ted saw the mechanic grinning at Eileen as they talked. "Maybe his, too."

Eileen turned. "It's the man from the garage, Ted. He's here to give you a jump." She giggled and leaned into Ted as he came to the door. "I was telling him how he almost showed up too soon." She smeared her moist lips over his mouth.

With Jim ogling, Ted ran his hand down Eileen's back and cupped the cheeks of her ass. "I had a great time."

"Ummmmmm, so did I, Ted." She looked at the mechanic. "I never got your name."

"It's Jim."

"Hi, Jim. You take care of my new friend." She leaned out the door and brushed her lips against Jim's cheek. "I hope you're as good at getting things started as I am?"

"I've never had any complaints," Jim said. "I can tell," she purred. She draped herself in the doorway and watched them walk down the path to the street. "Bye." She waved, her tits swinging, almost popping out completely.

She closed the door and leaned against it for support. "Oh, God. What am I becoming?" She shook her head, shaking the thoughts from her mind. "It doesn't matter. Nothing matters… I'm a whore." She rushed up the stairs.

In the shower, the water beating against her flesh, Eileen washed herself. She rinsed her pussy, her whole body tingling, cleansing herself of Ted's thick white cum.

"Oh, God," she moaned. She leaned back against the tile, water spraying her tits, making the nipples hard. She smiled, imagining the conversation between the two men.

"Oooooo," she sighed, turning around. She parted the cheeks of her ass and enjoyed the spray against her asshole. She remembered the feel of Ted's stabbing fingers in her asshole and started to cream.

Clean, her pussy rinsed and ready for more action, Eileen stepped out of the shower. She wrapped the silky robe around her body. The silk clung to her wet flesh. Her tits and ass looked almost as if she were wearing nothing at all.

With her hair piled in curls atop her head, Eileen left the bathroom. Out in the hall, she spotted her dress. Laughing, she kicked it into a corner.

She wandered downstairs. Avoiding the living room, she went into the kitchen and found a bottle of vodka.

"Why not?" she said. "Whores can drink anytime they want." She laughed and poured a healthy amount of vodka into a glass.

"Whewwwww," she gasped, sipping the patent liquid. "Christ!"

She grabbed some ice cubes from the freezer and plunked them into the glass. A few moments later, the vodka chilled, she sipped it again. "Mmmmm, much better."

She wandered back through the living room, ignoring the mess. The doorbell chimed. Her heart skipped. Maybe it was Ted coming back for a second helping? It made her eager.

She rushed to the door, threw it open. Surprise filled her face. "Jim! What brings you back here? You have trouble getting Ted started?"

"No trouble at all," he said. "You going to invite me in?"

Eileen winked. "Your truck break down?" She stepped aside.

Jim brushed by her, his arm bumping into her tits. "Nice place."

"Thanks. I was just having a drink. Care to join me?"

"Sure." He followed her through the living room, leering at her ass swinging beneath the clinging robe. "Whewwww," he said when he spotted the messy living room. "What happened here?"

Eileen poured him a drink. "We had a party last night. Things got carried away."

He took the drink. "Looks like you had an orgy."

"I wish," she said, leaning against the counter. "It was fun though." She stared at him, imagining him shoving his cock up into her pussy. The thought made her dizzy.

Jim sipped his drink, his eyes flowing over her lush body. He fixed his gaze on her tits. Beneath the robe, they looked delicious, the nipples outlined erotically. "Ted told me you're a real friendly lady."

"I can be," she said, her violet eyes holding his gaze. "It depends."

"On what?" Jim said.

Eileen smiled hotly. "Oooo, a lot of things." She walked by him and went back into the living room.

"Like what?" He was anxious. Ted's story had given him a raging hard-on.

Eileen plopped down on the couch. She crossed her legs, staring at his crotch. "You want to be my friend?" She flicked the tip of her pink tongue over her lips.

"I sure do." He gaped at her legs. The robe had fallen away, exposing all of her creamy thighs. "I got something here that wants to get real friendly with you." He rubbed his crotch and saw the gleam in her eye.

"You make it sound so interesting," she cooed. She felt dirty and wallowed in it. "Why don't you introduce me?"

She set her empty glass down. Her tits spilled out of her robe and she didn't bother closing it. It would have been a waste of time. She leaned back, her tits on exhibition.

Jim stared, unable to take his eyes off Eileen's voluptuous tits. He gulped down the rest of his drink. "Why don't you introduce yourself?" He stepped in front of her, his bulging pants stuffed with his aching cock.

"Why not?" She sat up, played with his zipper. "I hope it's big," she mewed. "I like 'em big and thick."

"You won't be disappointed." He groaned as her fingers found his shaft. "Unnnn, take it out!"

Eileen did. "Mmmmm, it is big… thick too!" She stroked it, feeling it throb to her touch.

"Ted said your husband won't be home today. You sure?" Her fingers were caressing his shaft.

"It wouldn't matter anyway," she sighed. She jerked the skin up and down his shaft. "My husband doesn't care."

"He might – if he walks in while I'm fucking you," Jim groaned. Her fingers were squeezing his shaft. "Unnnnn… I'm not looking forward to having some husband shoot me in the ass while I'm fucking his wife."

"Oooo, don't worry about Craig," Eileen said. She squeezed his prick. A pearly drop of jizz seeped from his pisser. She licked it up, making Jim shudder. "You like that?"

"Yeah, but I don't like fucking while I'm looking over my shoulder at the front door."

Eileen dropped his prick and stood up. She rubbed her tits against his chest. The coarse material of his shirt irritated her sensitive flesh. "Mmmmmm, you're such a worry wart."

She moved back and let her robe slip off. It pooled around her ankles. Swinging her hips, she walked to the center of the living room. "Last night," she said. "My husband watched me fuck a man right here. He came back early after fucking the man's wife. My husband doesn't care. Stop worrying and fuck me."

Jim ogled her lush, naked body. His prick was hot, the blood surging through his shaft bubbling at the boiling point. Seeing her naked was too much. He no longer cared about her husband. All he wanted was to empty his load in her body. He rubbed his prick, anticipating the tightness of her cunt.

"C'mon, Jim. Didn't Ted tell you I like the action hot and fast?" She rolled her hips lewdly. "I'm soaked. I can't keep my eyes off your prick." Drooling, she stared hungrily at Jim's long, fat, blood-gorged cock.

"You don't have to wait any longer, sexy." In a flash, Jim was tearing at his clothes. Leaving them in a pile on the floor, he grabbed Eileen by the wrist. "C'mere!"

"Mmmmm, you're so forceful." She melted into his arms, rubbed her naked flesh against his hard body. "Mmmmmm, you feel good."

"So do you," he groaned. He kneaded her body, exploring her sizzling flesh. "How do you like getting fucked in the ass?" His fingers sank into the pliant meat of her ass cheeks.

The thought boggled her mind. "I… don't know," she gasped. "I haven't been fucked in the ass since my honeymoon." The idea was beginning to intrigue her. She rubbed tight against him, scratching her nails over his skin.

"You'll love it," he said.

"Ummmmm, could be," She nibbled on his chest with her teeth. "Will you be gentle?"

"Sure. I have a knack for it."

"Sounds good." She was willing to do or try anything. She reached between thew and grabbed his cock. "God, will it fit? My asshole isn't my pussy, you know."

"It'll fit," he groaned. "Tight… nice and tight."

She wriggled out of his arms. "You want me on my hands and knees like a dog?" She rocked on her feet, her tits swaying.

"Over the couch." His prick was throbbing. "Turn around."

A dirty smile decorated her face. "Wanna see what it looks like, huh?" She turned around and spread her legs. Stiff-legged, she bent over, wiggling her hips to give Jim a fantastic view of her ass. "How's that?"

"Over the couch," he groaned. His eyes were bulging. Eileen's hands had parted the cheeks of her ass, exposing the reddish-brown wrinkled hole. "C'mon."

Eileen straightened up, paraded around the room, and stopped at the couch. "Get it wet in my pussy first. I'm soaked." She leaned over and got comfortable. Legs spread, ass exposed, she waited.

Jim came up behind her, his lumbering prick swinging between his legs. He caressed her ass cheeks, teased his finger at the entrance to her crack. "It's gonna be a nice tight fit."

Eileen swooned. The room was spinning. "Get it juicy first," she panted, a twinge of panic gripping her. "Get it wet and gooey."

"I know what I'm doing," Jim groaned. He grabbed the base of his cock and lugged it up through the overheated ooze of Eileen's cunt. The temptation was there. A simple thrust and he would have his prick buried in her pussy. But he fought the urge. She was willing and her ass was too gorgeous to pass up.

"Unnnn," she hummed, feeling his prick soaking in her buttery cunt juice. "Ooooo, get it all gooey. All of it."

Jim plunged deep, coating his entire shaft in Eileen's juicy pussy. He groaned as he hauled it out. It was drenched in creamy white ooze.

"Ooooo, Jim. Why did you take it out?" She was trembling.

"Because I want your ass." He shoved the slippery head of his cock against her wrinkled ass hole. "Don't move."

Eileen's breath hissed out. She felt the pressure against her crack. "Slow, Jim. Christ, don't ran it!" She was quivering, waiting.

Jim pushed and the head of his prick slipped into her ass. He groaned as the tight-ringed muscle of her ass closed around his cock, trapping his prickhead. "Unnnn, God, you're tight!"

"Aaaaa," Eileen moaned. "Ooooo, you're stretching me." She squirmed, her tits swinging beneath her.

Jim gripped her hips, easing forward. Hard, slippery inches of his thick prick disappeared inside the tight, narrow channel of Eileen's shitter. Then he stopped. His entire prick was buried. His groin was flush with the cheeks of her ass!

"Ahhhh," Eileen cried out. Her insides felt strange. The throbbing of his cock seemed to vibrate through her entire body. "Ooooo, Jim!" She snapped her head back and stared into his face. "Oooooo, it hurts so good!"

Holding her hips tight, he eased back, then lunged forward. He reveled in her moans. He eased back again, then slammed forward. Her squeals told him she was enjoying herself to the fullest.

"I knew you'd love it, baby," he panted.

"I do! I do!" she cried out as she shoved back, gobbling his cock up inside her. It was hard, fat, and stretching her ass until it hurt.

She loved it.

"It feels heavenly," she sobbed loudly. "So fabulous." She wiggled her hips. "Go deeper."

Jim leered, enjoying the way she was wriggling. He watched his prick enter, split her wide, then ease back out until only the head was inside her hot steamy asshole.

"You're even better than Ted had said," he growled. "Ten times better."

Eileen turned her head. "Ted said I was a good fuck?"

"The best." His eyes were ablaze. Her asshole looked fantastic.

"All the way again," she whimpered. "All the way!" She twisted her head. "Ooooo, yeahhhhh… like that." She was moaning, her asshole fully stuffed and stretched.

Eileen swiveled her hips. Taking his cock slowly, she whimpered, her eyes hungry, glazed with lust. "Ooo… I feel you. You're in so deep!"

Jim's hips picked up speed. His balls slapped against the back of her thighs. He used his thumbs, keeping her ass cheeks parted. Long, deliberate slow strokes filled Eileen's asshole. He groaned, his nuts rumbling for same faster action.

"Yes," she wailed ecstatically. Her eyes widened the same time her asshole loosened to accommodate Jim's giant cock. "Unnnnn, don't stop, Jim. Don't ever stop!"

Jim humped. Long quick strokes kept his cock reaming out, her shitter. Tight muscles clung to his shaft, massaging it. "Goddamn! Your ass was made for fucking. Damn!" He was ramming her tiny asshole down to his balls.

"Oh, Jim. My pussy is jealous. Oooo, I'm creaming."

With his prick buried deep, he jerked his hips from side to side. "Feel that?" he groaned, making his cock throb. "You got it all, every fuckin' inch. Now ride it!"

Gurgling, her mouth drooling, her ass humping, Eileen rammed herself on Jim's thick piece of rock-hard cockmeat. Deep growling moans came from her throat. She fucked herself into a state of euphoria, her ass clinging to the cock that was giving her so much pleasure.

She squirmed, her fingers digging into the arm of the couch. She slammed back again and again, her tits swinging beneath her. "Unnnnn! Fuck me!" she panted. "Fuck me! Fuck me." It was a hoarse, desperate request.

"Tired of riding, huh?" He grinned.

"Yes," she sobbed. "Fuck me!"

"Whatever you say, hot bitch. I'll fuck you. I'll cream your asshole too."

Hearing what he said made her jerk wildly and moan incoherently. She fucked herself blind on his raging hard-on. She gobbled on his cock. With it stuffed, her ass cheeks rubbing into his groin, she went into spasm.

Jim was amazed at her twisting hips and wild gyrations. His grin spread, turning into a mask of lust. Grunting, he took over, slamming his cock violently into her asshole. Hard thrusts had his balls swelling and Eileen screaming.

"Oh, Christ, it feels good…" Saliva dribbled from her mouth. Her eyes rolled. Her hips jerked frantically. She shoved back to meet his thrusts. "Aghhhhh!"

Jim's prick grew thicker. He ground his hips in a tight circle. His prick was in deep, twisting inside her tight, narrow hole. He kept her cheeks stretched apart, leered at her tiny puckered asshole around his embedded cock. The pinkish-brown ring was twitching.

"Fuck me!" she screamed. Her creamy body bucked wildly. She was in a frenzy.

Moaning, leaning into the couch for support, she reached under, found her oozing cunt. "I'm so wet… unmmm!" A finger swirled around her wet, slippery, bloated clit. "I want to cream."

His large hands grabbed at her fleshy hips. His fingers dug into the resilient meat. He pounded. Her ass cheeks jiggled as they collided with his groin. His cock, a spear of thick meat, split her asshole wide with each lunge.

"Ohhh, Jim," she gurgled dreamily. "You're killing me." Her pussy overflowed, soaking her fingers as she pinched and mangled her pulsing clit. "I want to cream! I want to cream!"

The exquisite blend of pain and pleasure from his drilling cock made her delirious. She swayed, her fingers still squeezing, pinching, rubbing her clit. "Ooo! Ohh! I'm going to…"

"Yeah. Cream while I fuck your asshole!"

Eileen rocked her ass. Her face was flush against the back of the couch. Drool oozed from her panting mouth. She creamed.

"I'm cuming," she cried as each violent lunge and powerful drive of Jim's cock cut into her asshole. She shoved back, reveling in having her asshole stuffed with cock. "I'm cuming! Creaming!"

Orgasms bombarded her as Jim ripped into her ass. Defenseless against his brutal attack, she wallowed in it, seething in the depravity of having a stranger fuck her like an animal. Her ass muscles contracted around the bulky width as her cunt milked an empty hole.

Savagely, Jim speared her to the hilt. His eyes flowed up and down her shaking, quivering body – full hips; slender back; gorgeous ass. Watching her cum while his cock was plunging into her ass enraged him.

"Keep creaming, bitch. Keep creaming!" Feverishly, he plunged. His cock went jamming into her tiny hole again and again and again.

"Oooooo… fabulous… heaven!"

She was panting, her tongue flicking over her lips. Her face was flushed with her unleashed passion and her muscles tingled as if they were on fire. Wave after wave of exquisite orgasms washed her over spastic body. She quivered, trembling out of control. She twisted her clit, screaming as her asshole gobbled greedily on Jim's drilling cock.

With his cock fucking away at Eileen's asshole, Jim felt his load of jizz surging in his balls, ready to be jettisoned. He was ready.

Prick throbbing, balls swelling, he was going to cream her gorgeous ass. He bellowed in a wild rage, every muscle in his body tightened.

"Cum!" she screamed, sensing his approaching explosion. "Cum!"

Jim's balls erupted and his cock spewed thick wads of white-hot jizz into the tight narrow canal of her asshole. "I'm cumming," he roared, his voice blending with her high pitched screams. "I'm cuming!"

Eileen felt the jet streams of hot cum fill her, flood her. "Ooooo, you're drowning me! Ohhhh!" His cock, greased with his cum, moved faster. She felt each squirting wad as it splattered deep in her asshole. "Oh, God… Keep cuming! Keep creaming!"

Her body twisted and jerked. She shoved back. A steady flow of cum gushed from her empty pussy, drenching her fingers as she clawed her clit. She lost control. Totally enveloped in her lust, she surrendered herself to Jim's skewering cock.

Jim lurched forward. His groin smacked into her jiggling ass. Hot white cum spurted into her asshole and he felt the muscles of her ass tighten. "Aghhhhh… God!"

Jim's squirting, exploding prick carried Eileen into another series of orgasms. To keep from crumbling, she gave up destroying her clit. Clinging to the couch, her tits bouncing, she went into convulsions. His cock was turning her brain to mush. She jerked back, moaning, sobbing, unable to do anything but absorb the tremendous volley of Jim's ass-splitting stabs.

She sobbed hysterically. The spurting cock emptying its load in her ass had her insane. She crashed forward. Twisting, she kept herself from toppling over the arm of the couch. Her body became limp – a ragdoll – jerking against the cock boring into her.

She turned her head. Through eyes glassy with lust, she stared at the man behind her, slamming his spurting cock into her asshole. She felt each thrusting stab, each hot load of cum.

"Ooooo, I'm still cumming!"

"We too," he howled. "Jesus!" She was tight, greasy, wet.

Her head snapped back, her black hair tumbling down, slashing over her scarlet face. Her arms collapsed. She was being beaten with his pounding body and ass-filling cock. She crashed over onto the couch, the arm of the couch hitting her in her groin. Her ass was still stuffed with his prick. Her face smacked into a cushion, her screaming voice now muffled.

Jim emptied the last of his gooey, thick cum into her ass. He stopped pumping and stared at her crack. With her panting breath echoing in his head, he watched the cum dribble out her crack. He jabbed forward, then pulled back. Her ass felt warm and creamy. She was great, just like Ted had said.

Eileen moaned and blinked. She felt his cock begin to shrink inside her body. Soft sighs escaped her mouth as she twisted her head, bringing her face out of the cushion.

Jim eased his prick from her cunt. "Christ, baby," he said, "you're terrific!"

Eileen curled up on the couch. Her asshole was empty. It felt strange, all squishy inside. She looked up dreamily. "So were you, Jim. I loved getting my asshole reamed."

She squirmed, getting comfortable. What she needed now was a nap. Having taken on two men one after the other had drained her completely. "Make sure the door's closed when you leave." She closed her eyes and drifted into a light, sated sleep.

With his cum buried in Eileen's asshole, Jim dressed quickly. "See ya," he mumbled, but she was asleep. Quietly, he let himself out of the house.