Three horny wives 7

Colleen Harrison and Carol Davis were good neighbors. When Colleen found the back door open, she had no hesitation about entering the Davis house. When she heard the moist, slurping sounds from the bedroom, she hesitated. She was intrigued. She called out, “Carol? Are you home?” But Carol did not hear her because Carol’s ears were muffled between Jennifer’s lush thighs. And Jennifer didn’t hear her because her head was buried in Carol’s crotch. Colleen strolled to the bedroom door. She looked in, halting. At first she couldn’t figure out what was writhing on the bed; It looked like some sinuous animal… Some mythical beast with two heads and two tails. Then it registered to her. It was Carol and Jennifer and they were sixty-nining! Colleen was stunned. She staggered and leaned against the door frame, staring in shock at the scene. All the details engraved themselves on her mind. She saw Carol’s pert ass heave as she worked her crotch around on Jennifer’s face and she saw Carol’s curly head busily munching away on Jennifer’s cunt and she saw limbs entwined and tits bobbling. Why, that’s terrible! She thought.

Then she thought, but it sure looks fun. And she stood there and watched. Carol was coming again. Her cunt was bubbling out like a spring and Jennifer was gulping it down voraciously, squealing with the pure ecstasy of swallowing cunt juice. Then she was coming, too, as if the cunt juice she was gobbling was flowing right through her torso and pouring out of her pussy at the other end … As if, sharing an orgasm, the two randy gobblers were also sharing their pussy juice. They writhed together in abandoned bliss. They slowed, finally, drained. Colleen figured she had better tiptoe away. But she was too interested. She cleared her throat, looking slightly embarrassed. Carol looked up, lifting her creamy jowls from Jennifer’s crotch like a wolf from a carcass, her jaws dripping with cunt juice and her eyes startled. Jennifer looked through the top of her thighs, seeing Colleen upside down through the vee frame of Carol’s thighs. “This is embarrassing, “Jennifer said.”We… Aren’t in the habit of doing this,” said Carol.

Colleen grinned. She said, “It looked lovely.” Jennifer and Carol looked at each other. “Why don’t you join us?” Carol said. “Bob already fucked the ass off me this morning, so I’m not really horny,” said Colleen. “But maybe, sometime.”

“Anytime,” said Carol, and then, hopping off the bed, “I’m glad you stopped by. As long as you aren’t too terribly shocked, we want to talk to you.”

“Sure,” said Colleen, who could not keep her eyes from running all over that double abundance of ass and tits.

“I’ll get some coffee first,” Carol said. She bounced out, tits bobbling. Jennifer, who really was a naughty girl when she was sexually inspired, said “Bob fucked the ass off you, huh? I’ll bet a pussy tastes lovely when it’s had a load of jism shot into it.” She looked significantly at Colleen’s crotch.

“Sometime,” said Colleen.

They had coffee in the bedroom. “What did you want to talk about?” Colleen asked.

“Oh, just a naughty idea we had.” “You mean… Like you two were doing?” “No, not that. But before we talk… You look sort of silly, wearing clothes when we’re both naked,” said Carol. Colleen hesitated for a moment. Then she giggled girlishly. She took her clothes off. The three women sat cross-legged on the bed, all three juicy cunts thereby open to display. Carol, coffee cup in hand, said; “Now … Do you still have your apartment in town?” Colleen nodded. “We wondered if we could rent it. That is, until you get a buyer.”

“Well, sure,” said Colleen, delighted. “But why?”

Jennifer said, “We want to get fucked.” Carol said, “We’ve decided to cheat on Fred and Morgan and we need a place to screw.”

“Okay. But I’m surprised. I figured both of you were happily married.”

“Oh, we are,” said Jennifer. “We don’t want love affairs; We just want to fuck some strangers. I don’t get enough from Fred, you see, and Carol gets too much, at the wrong times, from Morgan. So we decided to find some new prick.”

“How exciting!” Colleen cried. “How wicked and … Delicious! I mean, getting seduced is one thing, but to deliberately set out to fuck strangers

“I don’t suppose you’d care to join us?” Carol asked, giving Colleen a doubtful look.

“Oh, I guess not. I mean, it sounds like fun, but Bob gives me all the hot pecker I can handle.”

“I’ve got another really wicked idea, too,” Jennifer said.

“Oh, what’s that?” said Carol.

“It might be thrilling to eat each other out with strange men watching.”

“Ooooh!” Colleen squealed, thinking how delightfully depraved it would be for Carol and Jennifer to sixty-nine while men observed.

“It might be even more fun if there were three girls…” said Carol. She looked at Colleen suggestively.

“I… I wouldn’t mind,” Colleen said.

Colleen was horny. All this talk of fucking strangers had inspired her lust. “The only thing is,” said the sweet newlywed, “I’ve never sucked a cunt … Maybe I won’t like it.” She looked at Carol. Carol grinned. “There’s only one way to find out,” she said. Never in her life had it occurred to Colleen that she would some day suck a cunt. But that, she figured, was the fault of her imagination, for she saw nothing wrong with the situation. She knelt on the bed, between Carol’s legs. Before she went down on Carol, she smiled at Jennifer. She said, “Don’t feel neglected, Jennifer. I have an idea that I might be a slow learner and I’ll need plenty of practice.” Jennifer’s pussy twitched in expectation. She began to finger her cunt, to get it hot and juicy, while she waited her turn on Colleen’s head. Colleen went down on Carol. She began slurping away as if she had been eating pussy all her life. Her ass bobbled about as she squirmed on her knees, her head buried like an ostrich in Carol’s crotch. “Ummm,” she purred… “I like it, it’s good!”

Her hot tongue flared up Carol’s wet hole and her sweet lips sucked avidly at the fount. Carol was charmed by the eager manner in which the newlywed went about tonguing her out. She arched her back. Her thighs closed softly around the girl’s busy face and her belly heaved up. She looked down the arched bridge of her willowy belly. Colleen was staring up at her. Colleen’s face was buried to the nose in Carol’s crotch but her eyes and forehead were sticking up from the gentle roll of belly and thigh. The two women gazed into each other’s eyes, their vision passing between Carol’s thrusting tits. Colleen’s eyes were wide open, as though she were startled by what she was doing–or by how much she enjoyed it. Carol’s eyes were narrowed in passion. The newlywed’s tongue delved and dipped, sliding as far up the slippery slot as it could go, while her lips kept up a steady sucking at the flooded slot. Carol, her voice husky, said, “I’ll try not to come too soon, honey. Colleen whimpered at the prospect of enjoying a nice long, leisurely feast of pussy.

Jennifer grimaced. She was impatient to get her legs wrapped around that blonde head and her crotch clamped onto those sweet lips. She began to finger fuck herself more quickly. But then she thought: Why not join in? I don’t have to just sit here and wait. There’s lots of unattended cunt and mouth in that cluster of flesh. The two of them are linked together and I can be a sort of roving tongue, a wandering pussy, a random factor in the permutation. Jennifer moved behind Colleen. Colleen’s ass was lifted to the highest point of her body. She was like a tripod, supported on her knees and head, with her juicy bottom wriggling out at the apex. Jennifer gazed at that lovely trim ass. Her head swayed as she followed the lateral squirming of Colleen’s pelvis. She leaned in and ran her tongue up the crack of Colleen’s ass, giving that nether cleavage a long slurp. Colleen gasped into Carol’s hairy cunt as she felt this new sensation. Jennifer placed her hands on the girl’s taut buttocks and spread the cheeks apart. She began to lick her asshole and to push her tongue right up that trim hole.

Jennifer was thrilled by the utter depravity of what she was doing, the dark charm of degradation. She tongue-fucked Colleen’s asshole lovingly, and then slid down to work on that golden twat. Colleen creamed immediately. Her cunt juice tasted subtly different than Carol’s and Jennifer figured that was due to all the thick jism that her husband had been pouring up that love-box. Jennifer was filled with a renewed thrill as she realized that, by proxy, she was drinking Bob Harrison’s cum–drinking it out of his wife’s cunt. Colleen came, whimpering. But her orgasm did nothing to slake neither her thirst for cunt juice nor her hunger for pussy and, despite her climax, she continued to suck on Carol’s crotch, her lips spread around the box like a suction cup clamped to a wall, held fast by the vacuum of her desire. Jennifer slurped away until she was sure that she had swallowed every precious drop of that sweet, delicious joy juice. Now it was time to get her own box drained again. She gave Colleen’s pussy a final, loving slurp then moved up the bed and threw her knees across Carol’s upturned face. Carol sighed with happy expectation. Her mouth opened, like a baby bird waiting to be fed. Her hot tongue came out, lapping at the air. Jennifer slowly settled her cunt down onto that questing tongue and over those unfurled lips.

Carol creamed in Colleen’s eager mouth. A second later, she renewed the bodily fluids she had spilled as, gulping voraciously; she drank the heavy flood from Jennifer’s pussy. Drinking Jennifer’s cum, Carol felt herself coming again, her orgasm following only seconds upon the one before, so that Colleen, sucking away so attentively, did not even realize that she was drinking a second load, but thought that it was the same climax, prolonged, that wracked Carol’s loins. Her chin thrust out like a shelf as she ravenously sucked all the pussy juice up and swallowed it down. It seemed as if an eternal spring were flowing from Carol’s cunt as she went off like a machine gun, burst after burst, her creamy discharge coming in an extended rope. It seemed as if Carol, refilling herself from Jennifer’s flooded gash, was going to come forever. As soon as her own loins emptied, she renewed her vigor, quaffing up a new load of nectar from Jennifer. Carol wanted to come forever. She sucked furiously on the juicy bowl that was pulsating in her upturned face, hoping that Jennifer would come and come and come so that she, in turn, could come endlessly. But then Jennifer moaned; her loins drained. She slipped away, collapsing on the bed.

Carol was so hot that for a moment she did not realize that the feast had been taken from her and she continued to tongue and suck at the empty air. Then she settled down to work off the terminal spasms of her own climax. She tilted her pelvis up, like a chalice from which Colleen was drinking. Colleen went up with her, fairly inhaling her cunt juice as it poured forth. Then Carol, too, was drained and she sank back, trembling, while greedy Colleen finished up by licking the bowl clean. All three good neighbors satisfied, for the moment, cuddled together on the bed, smiling happily, sighing, and gazing lovingly at one another. No one’s cunt was hot at the moment, but they had gotten into this pussy sucking so deeply that any one of the three was more than willing to go down on either of the others again…. More than willing. They were all eager, for although cunts could be temporarily satiated, the hunger for cunt was constant. It was an emotional lust, rather than a physical need, and they regarded one another with open speculation, wondering who would be the next to get horny and require some loving tongue. Colleen, gently feeling Jennifer’s fat tit, said, “When shall we go to town?”

“Friday will be a good day,” said Carol. “Morgan and Fred usually have a boys’ night out.’

“What about Bob?” said Jennifer? “Maybe you can get him to go with them, Colleen.”

“I’m sure he’d love to but we… We don’t have much money.

“You’re forgetting, you’re our landlady now,” said Carol. “I guess we’d better pay our first month’s rent, eh, Jennifer?”

“Yes, of course,” said Jennifer.

“Okay, so Friday night it is!” said Carol.

And then, excited once more because their plans were definite now, the three horny wives got squirmy and wriggly and did a little titty sucking which led, in turn, to another cluster suck. It was a memorable day for the suburban residents of Black heath. Jennifer, Carol and Colleen had entered in to a lesbian alliance. Never again would they have to spend a day in a state of frustration, for among the three of them there would surely be an avid tongue available at any given time. Colleen had the added bonus of respite from her financial problems and Carol and Jennifer had made definite plans to seek strange dick. And, even as the three over-sexed wives were sucking each other off with gusto, the husbands were being less than chaste and faithful. Fred Foley was putting the pork to his secretary. Morgan Davis was getting his cock sucked in a dingy bar storeroom. But what of Bob Harrison?

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