"Naked horny wife" - читать интересную книгу автора (Logan Brad)

CHAPTER NINE

After soaking in the tub for a while, Bette was summoned by the telephone. She decided not to answer, but it rang so long she finally gave in. It was Ted. He wouldn't be coming home that night. Something had come up at the office, and he had to fly to Tucson right away.

This had never happened before, but Bette knew a lot of wives whose husbands had to be away from home often, so she couldn't complain about one night alone.

Bette made herself dinner and ate in front of the television. She could always call Jim, she thought. He was alone, too. But the idea of fucking him after fucking Del still seemed a bit too kinky. So she decided to have a leisurely evening alone for a change. Solitude and quiet would be a welcome change from her usual busy pace.

But just as she was beginning to enjoy herself, the phone interrupted her serenity. The voice of an old friend greeted her.

"June, how nice to hear from you!" Bette said.

They made small talk for a while. But Bette had the feeling there was more to this call than a chat. She hadn't seen June for a few years, and now June had called as though they had never been out of touch.

"Is there something special you wanted?" Bette asked, trying to settle her curiosity. The following silence gave Bette an uneasy feeling.

"Well, there was something," June said slowly. "I agonized about this before I decided to call you."

"What? What is it, for goodness sake?" Bette asked, worried and curious.

"Frank and I just got back from, the Roaring Lion, you know, that steak joint in the Holiday Inn in Tempe? Well, as we were driving out, I spotted your husband's car in the lot. Then I saw him climbing the stairs to a room; and, Bette, I hate to tell you this, but he wasn't alone."

Now Bette was silent. She struggled to make sense out of what June was telling her.

"Are you sure it was Ted?" Bette asked, looking for a logical explanation.

"Yes, honey. I'm sure," June said. "I recognized his license plate."

Bette felt a chill in her bones. She thanked June and hung up.

Pacing around the house, she tried to make a plan. Should she pack up and leave? Should she go fuck Jim again? Should she go to the Holiday Inn and confront Ted?

The last idea appealed to her most. Bette was not the sort of woman to hide from a battle. In fact, she loved a good fight when she was in the mood, and she was in the mood now!

Driving to Tempe, Bette kept thinking about what she was going to do when she caught up with Ted. But the memories of her own indiscretions crept into her mind, too. She hadn't forgotten those boys she and Sue had picked up and fucked. And she had fucked Jim twice, and just that afternoon she had fucked Del. Plus there was the perverted fun she'd had with Sue. Sue – she was the start of all this trouble.

Then another thought entered her mind. Suddenly she remembered that Jim had told her that Sue was away overnight, too.

That bitch! Bette was sure she would find Sue with Ted. How could she? Bette asked herself. But Bette had to admit that she had fucked Sue's husband, so if Sue was a bitch, so was she.

Bette's foot eased up on the accelerator and the car slowed. Her spirit was broken. She would get off at the next exit ramp and go home.

But when she came to the next exit ramp she didn't turn off. She couldn't help herself – she had to go to where Ted and Sue were fucking. Not knowing what she would do when she got there, Bette was compelled to confront them.

As soon as she saw the Holiday Inn sign, she felt a strange pang. When she pulled into the parking lot, she was trembling. And when she spotted Ted's car, she felt dizzy.

She parked. Looking up at the windows on the upper floor, she was strangled by jealousy to realize that behind one of those curtained windows, her husband was fucking her new friend – and her new lover.

As she climbed the stairs, she began to wonder how she was going to find which mom Ted and Sue were in. She pictured herself pacing back and forth all night, looking for, but not finding, them. She might have to pound on every door until someone opened it.

Gasping and trembling, Bette moved down the balcony of doors and windows. Only one window was unguarded by drawn drapes, but that window showed an empty, dark room. All the other windows were lit but screened by drapery, the light sifting through, teasing Bette and making her feel like a trespasser.

She found that one set of drapes was not closed completely. A slit of space between the drapes gave her a view into the room. She pressed her face close to the window and moved her head from side to side so she had a panoramic view. What she saw made her blood surge. There were two naked people on the bed, embracing and kissing.

It was clear that this was not Ted and Sue, though. The woman had red hair and the man a beard. So Bette left the window, but the effect of peeking stayed with her. Now, her lust was growing even though her jealousy still raged.

Hurrying back and forth, she checked for other rooms into which she might peck. But all the other windows were impenetrable to her gaze.

She would knock on a door and see if she recognizes the voice.

She went to the next door and knocked. The door opened, and a good-looking man dressed in a suit confronted her.

"Well, hello," he said. "Can I help you?"

"No, sorry, I've got the wrong room," Bette said and hurried away.

The man looked after her as she walked down the balcony, but when he went back into his room, Bette stopped and knocked on another door.

There was no answer. Bette's head felt light as she imagined her husband and Sue inside, wrapped in ecstasy. She pounded on the door, rattling it in its frame.

"What is it, what do you want?" a frail voice asked.

The voice obviously belonged to an elderly woman whom Bette had terrified with her crazed pounding. Bette hurried away from the door.

Walking, dazed, along the balcony, she caught in the corner of her eye that slit of light that she had peeked into before. Even in her present state, she couldn't help stopping to peek.

Now the couple was fucking doggie-style. Bette saw the woman's tits drooping to the bed beneath her bent body. Her round ass stuck out behind her and the bearded man was slipping his prick in and out of the woman's cunt with a steady motion.

As Bette watched his cock appearing and disappearing between their bodies, she was aware of her own lust increasing. Juice seeped from her cunt. But, still, her jealousy and rage consumed her.

She'd been so interested in the scene before her she hadn't noticed footsteps approaching. By the time she did and turned to see whose they were, the man who had answered the first door she had knocked on was right beside her.

He peeked into the room, then smiled at Bette.

"We could give that a try if you'd like," he said with a warm smile.

"Leave me alone," Bette yelled, tears blurring her vision. "Leave me alone!"

When Bette heard her own voice she knew that everyone in the building had heard it too. What had she done? What was she trying to prove?

"Okay, lady! Okay!" the man said as he backed away quickly.

Doors began to open and heads peered out to see what was going on. Bette felt like a freak, a fool, a side show spectacle. She was nearly hysterical as she began running for the stairs. But before she reached them, Sue stepped out from one room and reached out for the fleeing woman.

"Here we are honey." Sue said soothingly. "In here. Come on in."

For a second, Bette didn't know whether she should pull herself from the hands Sue had fastened to her shoulders, or enter the room. Sue continued to talk to her in a gentle voice, and Bette allowed herself to be guided inside.

Ted was standing near the foot of the bed, looking scared. "I'm sorry, honey," he said.

"How could you?" Bette moaned, tears streaming down her face.

"Poor baby!" Sue said as she sat Bette down in a chair. "If I knew this would happen I never would have come here with Ted. But we didn't think you were ready to face our fucking each other."

Sue handed Bette a glass of whiskey and Bette sipped eagerly.

"Ever since you fucked Jim I've been dying to get back at you," Ted said. "I know it was childish, but that's the way I felt."

"How did you know I fucked Jim?" Bette asked.

"We saw you," Ted said. "You were standing against the wall in his living room, and Sue and I were coming through our dining room, and we could see you right through the window. If Sue hadn't calmed me down, I don't know what I would have done."

Bette was flabbergasted. It seemed incredible. Then, as she thought about it, it began to seem funny. Finally, she burst out laughing.

Sue joined in her laughter. Finally, Ted was giggling, too.

"You should have told me," Bette said.

"I told Ted to say so," Sue said. "But he didn't want to, and he made me promise to keep it a secret. I'm going to go. You two should stay. Fuck and make-up. Can I take your car, Bette?"

"Don't go," Bette said. "Couldn't we all go to bed together? That seems the best way to make up all around."

Ted and Sue looked at each other, then looked at Bette. Sue wore a sly smile, she was obviously all for it, as. Bette thought she would be. Ted, on the other hand, looked confused. His lips were drawn tight, as they were when he added up columns of figures on his calculator.

Bette was in suspense. She was dying for some action. And with Ted and Sue together, she could get all the action she needed, and then some. If only Ted would go along!

Gradually, Ted's face changed from thoughtful concentration to boyish delight. His lust was obviously taking over. Bette felt juice trickle hotly down her thighs.

"I don't see why not," he said at last. "In fact, it seems like a damned fine idea!"

Ted was wearing his pants, undershirt, and one sock apparently all he had time to put on when he heard Bette yelling on the balcony. Sue wore a black slip. Ted began undressing and Sue pulled off the slip – she had nothing on beneath it.

Bette began undressing, too. Her eyes switched from Ted to Sue. Ted, with his prick bouncing at his crotch, was a sexy sight. But so was Sue, who began massaging her own tits as she went to the bed and stretched out.

Bette was soon as naked as the others. She and Ted joined Sue on the rumpled bed, one on either side of Sue. Husband and wife moved toward each other, pinning Sue between. They kissed and put an arm around each other. Their tongues pried into each other's mouth.

Even without Sue there, Bette would have been out of her mind with lust. But with Sue's hot tits under her own and Sue's pretty face only inches away, Bette was wild. She ran a hand over Sue's stomach and onto one of her firm tits.

Holding Sue's tit while kissing her husband was a weird treat for Bette. But it got even weirder when Sue lifted her face and stuck her tongue into the tangle of Ted and Bette's tongues.

Sue also wrapped an arm around each of the others, running a skillful hand up and down their spines.

All of Bette's jealousy and anger was forgotten. As her tongue writhed with Ted's and Sue's, she had no room in her mind for any emotion other than lust.

After thoroughly massaging Sue's tit, Bette moved her hand down to her crotch. She slipped her fingers into Sue's pussy hair and into her cunt. But when her fingertips arrived at that steaming pussy, she found Ted's fingers already there so she dipped her fingers into Sue's cunt along with Ted's fingers, giving Sue a super sensation.

Sue pulled her hands from behind Ted and Bette and reached for their crotches. She clutched Ted's prick and Bette's cunt mound.

Bette finally left the three-way tongue lashing and bent her head to Sue's chest. Lightly, she brushed her lips over an erect nipple and then opened her mouth and sucked it inside. Bette sucked hard while she kept her fingers swimming along with Ted's in Sue's cunt.

Bette didn't know if Ted knew about her lesbian affair with Sue. She hoped not, only because she wanted him to be shocked when he saw her slip between Sue's legs and suck her pussy – which she did next.

First with her face poised at Sue's cunt Bette watched Ted's fingers stirring Sue's pussy. She loved the way Sue's plump cunt wiggled about as Ted massaged the interior.

Then Bette grabbed her husbands wrist and pulled his fingers from the juicy cunt she was so eager to suck. As soon as the way was clear, Bette pressed her mouth to Sue's stretched and swampy pussy. The warm fluid of Sue's cunt wet Bette's face and filled her mouth as she began to lap.

Bette looked up from Sue's crotch to see Ted's reaction. Now she knew that Sue hadn't told him about their perverted secret. Clearly, Ted was amazed to see his wife eating Sue's pussy – amazed, and impassioned. Ted had never looked so dazed!

Watching his wife eating Sue's cunt made Ted hungry for the same meal. He left Sue to attack Bette's cunt. Almost diving. Ted grabbed Bette's hips and twisted them, bringing her cunt within range of his face.

"Let me suck you!" Sue cried, grabbing for Ted's legs.

So Ted wiggled into a position where he could suck Bette's cunt and give his prick to Sue's watering mouth. The three of them formed a triangle on the bed.

Now as Bette licked and probed Sue's cunt with her tongue, she could look up Sue's body, past her high tits, to Sue's face, which was pierced with Ted's fat cock.

"Oooooo!" Sue moaned as she moved her head back and forth, sliding Ted's prick between her stretched lips.

What a thrill, Bette thought! She had sucked a lot of cocks in her time, but now she found that watching a blow-job was almost as much fun as giving one. And with her tongue traveling about in the slimy folds of Sue's cunt, her pleasure was profound! The stimulation coming in through her eyes and tongue made her almost oblivious to Ted's tongue in her cunt. But as he increased the pressure on her opened pussy, she could no longer ignore it.

Ted was a good cunt-lapper, she'd always said so. And now Bette realized that Ted's improved interest and performance was due to his fucking Sue.

"Nffff! Mmmmmm!" the suckers moaned, their mouths full of juicy flesh.

"Mmmmmm! Mmmmmm!" Bette began to cry into Sue's cunt as Ted's tongue fluttered over her clit.

Sue looked down at Bette, summoned by the desperate moans she was moaning as she neared an orgasm. Sue kept sucking Ted's prick, but she had to watch Bette come!

Bette's eyes were closed. She kept her tongue roaming in Sue's pussy, sliding up her cunt and dragging over her clit. As her orgasm consumed her, she added her nose and chin to the massage her tongue was giving Sue's cunt, too blissful to know what she was doing.

Ted kept his tongue on his wife's clit, knocking that little bud from side to side and grinding it down. As long as Bette's thighs continued to shake and as long as he could hear his wife's wanton wail, he would keep working on her clit.

When Bette regained her senses, dizzy from the intensity of her orgasm, she focused her cunt-lapping on Sue's clit. Since her face was completely soaked, Bette realized she had been trying to crawl right into Sue's cunt. But now Bette stuck the tip of her tongue against Sue's clit and wiggled it.

Sue, still holding Ted's prick in her mouth, began crying like a lost pup. Her head jerked back and forth unevenly, taking Ted's prick into her throat! Sue's eyes were also tightly shut.

Bette gave Sue a wonderful climax. And as she enjoyed it, Sue kept sucking Ted's cock.

By the time Sue's climax was over, Bette's tongue ached. Having done a good job, Bette lifted her wet face from Sue's pussy and crawled up beside her to get a better view of the blow-job she was giving Ted. Since giving Bette an orgasm, Ted had been licking her cunt lightly, and Bette didn't mind losing that stimulation. At the moment, an erupting cock was much more important.

Snuggling up to Sue, Bette embraced her and gave her moral support. She even reached out and stroked Ted's thighs as Sue sucked him.

Bette studied the motion of the blow-job Sue was giving Ted. She watched her husband's fat prick pistoning into Sue's mouth. Watching the veiny shaft slide, lubricated with Sue's saliva, Bette wished it was in her mouth instead, wished it was her mouth that would be flooded with jism when Ted came.

"Uhhhhh!" Ted gasped.

This was it, Bette knew. He was going to come! And Sue seemed to be ready for it. Her eyes were now open wide as her head increased its motion.

Bette's mouth watered in envy. She wanted a share in the bounty. Then, suddenly Sue withdrew her face from the spewing cock and coughed. She had taken a squirt down her throat when she hadn't meant to.

Bette immediately took over. Sue still held Ted's prick shaft in her hands, but Bette fastened her mouth to the spitting head. Ted's cream was still pumping out with force when she caught some. But Bette didn't want more than her share. After a few hits of jism, she took her mouth away.

"God, oh!" Ted gasped.

Now Sue was ready to catch the last of Ted's cum. She slurped it down then began to lick his prick. Now Bette joined in again, adding her tongue to the clean-up operation.

The two chicks dragged their tongues over the wet prick until the taste of jism was gone. But they noticed that the flavor still lingered on each other's tongue so they left Ted's shrinking prick and began sucking each other's tongue.

Soon the women were completely ignoring Ted, but he didn't mind. The sight of these two chicks kissing and groping was easily as exciting as anything they could do to him.

As they kissed and sucked each other's mouth, the women grabbed each other's tits. Red marks appeared when their nails sank into the tender flesh. But if there was any pain, it wasn't apparent. All Ted could see was pleasure and lust.

The chicks got themselves into a position in which they could suck each other's tits simultaneously. They each held onto the other's tit tightly and crammed its tip into their mouth. Ted loved it!

Before long, they were holding each other's cunt. Ted saw that each of their middle fingers had disappeared into the other's pussy. The vigorous motion of their wrists showed that they were busy giving each other pleasure, all the while kissing deeply.

With his prick standing, Ted enjoyed the show. It was impossible to tell which moan and sigh belonged to which chick. Ted, of course, was familiar with Bette's sounds of passion, but none of these cries were like the ones he remembered from their own bedroom. Maybe lesbian sex produced different sounds, he thought.

In any case, the women were both writhing vigorously now. Their wide hips bounced on the mattress as their ass cheeks wobbled. Their tits were shoved together and they jiggled as one.

"Mmmmmmmxnm!" one of them moaned wantonly.

"Mmmmmmmm!" the other answered with equal lust.

Their arms moved with frantic speed as they worked on each other's pussy. Then, as each woman reached her climax they let their bodies fall away from each other. But they kept their hands on the other's cunt, rubbing and scrubbing.

Now Ted had a tremendous view of female ecstasy. Bette and Sue both lay with their mouths open, gasping and panting. With the cum, their tits shook each set with its own rhythm.

The chicks were still clutching each other with their legs to keep within cunt-rubbing range of each other. But Ted had a good view of their cunts. He saw how his wife's cunt was spread wide by Sue's fingers as they speedily massaged Bette's clit.

Bette had a different method of cunt play. She held Sue's pussy lips open with her thumb and ring finger while she tickled Sue's clit with her index and middle finger.

Suddenly Sue's hips gave a mighty heave. Her orgasm was like an earthquake. After the initial heave, she shook with wild desperation!

"I'm coming!" Sue gasped happily.

In her ecstasy, Sue increased the pressure of her fingers on Bette's cunt and soon Bette joined her friend in orgasmic bliss.

Ted was spellbound by the sight. But, although he shared the chicks' joy, just by watching he was eager for them to finish with each other so he could fuck one – or both – of them. He was hornier now than he'd ever been!

"Eeeeee!" the women continued wailing.

After what seemed like an eternity to the horny spectator they gradually slowed their writhing and lowered their voices.

They got into the spirit of the game, giving Sue the chance to be really creative. At one point, Ted stopped pumping, letting his prick soak in Bette's cunt. Then Sue grabbed his prick shaft and began moving it about in Bette's cunt. Then Sue pumped the skin of Ted's cock back and forth as though jerking him off while his prick was stuck up his wife's cunt!

Finally, with Sue's help, Ted and Bette came. Now Sue lifted her fingers from the lovers' crotches to her mouth, licking the mixture of sex from them.

It seemed like their fuck would never end, but finally it did. Then the three of them lay quietly, resting and glowing with the pleasure of kinky sex.

"Maybe we'd better get home before we all fall asleep," Sue said.

"But Jim doesn't expect you at home," Bette said. "He came over and told me you were away for the night."

"He only said that because he wanted to fuck you," Sue said.

"You mean he knows you're here with Ted?" Bette asked.

"Sure! Jim and I have no secrets."