JESSICA TWO

“You know, Edith…” Jessica said one morning when the two women were chatting over coffee in Jessica’s kitchen, “I wish George and I could get along sexually as well as you and that new tenant of yours. What’s his name – Frank?”

It was a lightning bolt from the blue, as Jessie had intended it to be. Her brunette neighbor, who was 15 years older and widowed, lowered her coffee mug unsteadily to the table, almost spilling some of its contents. Her moist lips formed an O, and her dark eyes were similarly wide with shock.

Jessica smiled. “I’ve seen you from my bedroom. You know, my window isn’t more than 20 feet from Frank’s and…well, he’s real careless about closing his drapes.”

“B-but…”

“I know. Since our bedroom lights are off in the evenings, you must have assumed George and I were downstairs watching the tube. But I’ve been sitting in the dark watching you and Frank get it on. So you see, if there’s any guilt involved, I share it with you.” She felt she needed to say that to put them on an equal basis.

Edith’s expression suddenly changed, mirth lighting her eyes. “Why you little shit! So you’ve been spying on me.” It was good that she was more amused than angry.

“Yes. And envying you a lot. Frank is a fantastic lover.” As blond Jessica sipped from her coffee mug, a waft of steam curled in front of her pretty face.

“Well! So where does that leave us?” Edith studied her friend, obviously wondering why Jessie had revealed her own indiscretion in order to expose Edith’s.

“It leaves me needing help…and admiring YOU for helping yourself, if you don’t mind my saying so. And believe me, I am not making moral judgments.”

“So?” Edith sipped some coffee.

“So my problem is George. Frankly, he’s just dumb when it comes to sex. I love him, and everything else is fine between us, but his head is full of religious shall-nots, and he thinks he has to follow them or he’ll go to hell.”

“Well, we all attend the same church,” Edith replied, “but there’s such a thing as taking religion too seriously.”

“Amen,” said Jessica, “and I figure the way to convince George is to let him see how much fun he can have if he will just set some of his silly notions aside.”

“Now I’m the one in the dark, if you’ll pardon the pun. Why are you telling me this?”

“Because you can help George and me. Maybe we can all help each other. Damn it, Edie, I want us to get together for a foursome so George can learn a thing or two. Are you up for that?” Her cheeks flamed, but she had gotten it out.

“Whoa!” Edith exclaimed. “What are you going to tell your hubby – let’s go to Edie’s house for a sex party? And what makes you think he’ll agree? Anyway, I don’t want it spread all over town that I’m having an affair with a guy who rents a room from me. Jeez!”

“Don’t worry. I haven’t told anybody, and I won’t. Neither will George. What you and I need to do is just kind of…sort of…rope him in.” Jessica batted her blue eyes and gazed at her older friend hopefully. “That is, if Frank is willing…”

“Well, don’t worry about Frank. He’s a horn dog, and neither of us wants a commitment. It’s your husband I’m worried about.” Her eyes twinkled. “But you know what? I’ve always thought he was cute. Hope you don’t mind, Jess.”

“No. That’s perfect!” Jessica wasn’t afraid of skinny, middle-aged Edith pirating her man. “Look, here’s my idea…”

Two nights later, the four neighbors gathered in Edith’s living room, supposedly to play cards. And they did play for awhile. They also sipped some punch which, unbeknown to George, had been spiked with vodka. Though the men were in pants and t-shirts, the ladies had dressed provocatively, Jessica in a low-cut outfit that showed off the tops of her 36D’s while Edith wore a short skirt with a blouse that left three buttons undone, revealing that she hadn’t bothered with a bra at all. Her small breasts were still shapely so she could get away with that, and their inner slopes were exposed, quivering as she enticed the men with side views. She was hot for her 40 years, obviously coming into her own since husband Harvey died.

Jessica watched George glance repeatedly at Edith’s booby display while Frank the horndog leaned close to Jessie as they played cards. His purpose was not to sneak a peek at her hand but to appreciate the fullness of her creamy tits from above and imagine cupping and squeezing them, perhaps plucking at her nipples. She too was horny, knowing what was plotted to occur that evening, and she could hardly restrain herself from slipping a hand into Frank’s lap to see if his 10-incher had stretched out. All in good time, she assured herself, knowing Frank was clued.

Tiring of the card game, and with just enough of Edith’s hearty punch circulating in their systems, the two couples decided it would be neat to play a CD and do some close dancing. Actually, George had misgivings because dancing wasn’t approved by the church, but the vodka he still didn’t realize he had consumed was making him feel funny, muffling the admonitions of the good Reverend Smallwood. Edith succeeded in drawing strait-laced George into a warm embrace.

Feeling her stiff nipples poke him through her thin blouse and his thinner t-shirt made George think about fucking. Sex was only fucking to him and nothing more. He felt blood rush into his member and damned if he wasn’t about to get a hard-on simply from having a strange woman in his arms – skinny Edith at that!

As for the other dancing couple, Frank pulled Jessica tightly to him, enjoying the warm pressure of her generous titties as they spread against his robust chest. He also felt her tummy which was agitating slightly as they moved, seeking to tease his dick into tumescence. He let a hand glide down to brush the slowly gyrating curves of her fanny and felt panty lines, a rarity in the thong age, even in Poplar Point.

George didn’t notice how Frank was holding his wife because he was mesmerized by the warmth and sweet smile of Edith as she cuddled snugly in his arms, offering his first hint of strange nookey in a very long while. This was wrong, a small voice scolded. But it was only that, a scold. Taken by surprise, George’s body refused to reject the new pleasure which was pressed against him, literally in his grasp.

Edith had twin short couches in her living room and, when the music stopped, she drew George down onto one of them. Frank was quick to maneuver Jessica onto the other and, with that, the smooching began.

Frank was like a kid in a candy store confronting Jessica’s big rounded tits which contrasted dramatically with Edith’s flippy small ones. He kissed Jessie’s face – cheeks, chin, nose and finally her lush lips which he suctioned onto, slipping his tongue into her mouth. It was the first tongue kiss Jessie had enjoyed since meeting George when she was just out of high school. She thrilled, clutching Frank around his brawny back. Perhaps she should have felt guilty or even denied herself the pleasure of being in his arms, but she had experienced too much frustration with George and had thought too long about kicking over the traces to have second thoughts now. She returned Frank’s kiss with the caress of her own tongue, and she immediately felt moisture spring from the little well concealed between her thighs.

Frank’s kisses traveled to her neck, and he nibbled at the lobe of an ear. Jessica moaned softly, ruffling his hair as he continued lower. While lavishing moist, warm kisses on the tops of her titties, he sent a hand up between her legs which she had accommodatingly parted. He touched the silken crotch of her panties and, as he petted there, her excitement oozed through the thin fabric to moisten his fingertips.

“Oooooh!” Jessica said, more loudly because he was really getting to her now
. What a hunk he was, and what vibrance emanated from his husky form!

The sound caused George to lift his he
ad from the kiss that Edith had drawn him into. He was more than a little dizzy, not only from the effects of the vodka but also from the new sexual excitement that had blindsided him. Edie’s asp-like tongue, flickering in his mouth, had made his cock an iron bar in his pants, and alarm bells were going off. Now a siren added to his mental din as he saw his beautiful young wife sprawled against the back of the sofa while Edith’s tenant, whom George had just met, seemed to be having his way with her. He had freed her beautiful boobies from her dress and now was squeezing those satiny globes and rolling them about, turning from one to the other to take sucks from her rigid pink nipples. He pressed his face between her titties and used his hands to rub them against his bristly cheeks.

“No!” George cried and bobbed to his feet, reacting with such sudden force that Edith slid off the sofa, her short skirt bunching at her waist as she landed on her bottom on the carpet. Her legs lolled wide apart and only the black thong that she had purchased for this special occasion concealed her cookie.

“Hey,” Frank said, grinning as he looked up. “Easy, man. We’re just having a little fun here. Your lady digs it. So does Edith. Get with the game, why don’t you?”

“Game?” George yelled. “You’re diddling my wife, goddamn you!” He nearly bit his tongue when he heard the blasphemy issue from his own lips.

That sparked more confusion in his mind and when Edith lunged, latching onto his leg so that he wouldn’t attack Frank, he literally didn’t know what to do for a moment. That was all the time Edie needed to claw open the front of his pants and, anxious to save the evening, she yanked out his slumping cock which instantly reassumed rigidity in her grasp. Her mouth bathed the bulbous head of his dick in moist warmth and she bestowed upon him the thrill of being sucked for (believe it!) the first time in his life.

He shut his eyes and tilted his head back, powerless to resist the pleasure that coursed through him. Jessica saw it and realized her scheme was working. Her prudish husband had found his sensual side at last and was enjoying it. As for her, she pushed on the top of Frank’s head, urging him down. She had never known the thrill of having a man’s mouth on her pussy and she hoped this was her big chance.

Frank glided downward on Jessica, inspired by the fact that she was new stuff, and he dropped to his knees on the carpet next to the couch. He lifted her legs, causing her skirt to slide to her middle, and he looked at her pink bikini briefs which had a little scallop of lace along the leg elastics. He bowed his head and began licking the smooth and sweet-scented inner slopes of her thighs, nibbling and sucking at the sensitive flesh which made Jessica squirm.

He worked his way closer and closer to her pussy, finally mouthing the precious morsel through the thin, sleek shield of her underpants. His chomping and slobbering made her panties doubly moist, and he tasted the essence of her womanhood. Hooking her panty crotch aside, he gazed at the beauty of her exposed cunt which was puffy and slightly parted in moist invitation, honey-brown curls decorating its edges and thick at its top.

Frank inserted his tongue into Jessica’s pussy and sighted up along her body so he could watch her facial muscles contort in pleasure as he licked and sucked up her saucy juices. He stimulated all her velvety little parts with particular attention to the hot nubbin at the top of her slit which he bathed in his warm, wet mouth and teased by gently lashing it with his tongue.

Jessica’s brain was awhirl. Oh, this was what she had needed for so long, and it felt so fucking good! She moaned and flopped her head from side to side against the couch bolster, her blond hair whipping about.

George saw this through glazed eyes as he stood virtually helpless, his dick sticking out through the fly of his pants and into the sucking mouth of the neighbor lady who pumped her encircling lips forward and back on it. Her tongue circled his cock, stimulating all the sensitive nerve endings on his horny ridge. His hands fell to her sleek dark hairdo which was short, and he petted her as she gave him head.

By that time Frank had pulled Jessica’s pink pants off and flopped her onto her tummy across the edge of the couch, her knees on the floor and her head draped over the bolster. He was on his knees behind her, investigating her ass, and what a pretty ass it was, smooth, firm and delectably contoured. He pinched her pliant butt-cheeks apart and liked the look of her enticing little asshole, not to mention the fleshy split of her twat which he had just licked thoroughly, adding his saliva to the juice that her own excitement had supplied. Her velvet, hair-adorned lips were now totally wet and parted, just begging to be fucked.

But first Frank had to have his forbidden taste, and he slathered his tongue along her crack, tickling the puckered little slit of her anus as he licked up and down across it. She tasted good, prompting him to wiggle his oral probe against the place where her little puckers all converged, and he shoved his tongue up her bunghole.

“Oooooooooooh!” Jessie bellowed and bumped her rump uncontrollably against Frank’s adoring face.

Her befuddled husband watched this as Edie still knelt before him, pumping her suctioning lips on his prick, and he couldn’t help but let go. God help him, he spurted his cum into the accommodating lady’s mouth and down her gulping throat as he felt the most voluptuous sensation he had ever known. It was almost like reaching out and touching heaven!

Frank was now getting up on his knees, about to stake his claim to the treasure which his blond neighbor offered, when Edith said, “Wait a minute, baby. Let me have some of that first. You can take care of mama from behind. I need that big bone of yours!”

Shock piled upon shock as George now sat spraddle-legged on the rug, his fly agape and his well-pleasured peter curving out from it. All he could do was watch in total amazement as Edith knelt behind his wife and began kissing her bottom all over while Frank, behind Edith, yanked off her thong and loosed his boner from his fly.

George could seemingly do nothing, nor did he want to at that point while he watched the tenant insert his cock into the landlady’s shaved snatch and begin to fuck her as her dark head bobbed and twisted, her face sunk between the satiny billows of Jessica’s sweet butt. It was as if all the starch had been drained out of George, not only in a physical sense thanks to the artistry of Edith’s mouth, but in a deeper sense as well. He was seeing and experiencing a new expression of life which excited and satisfied him in a way that his narrow-minded philosophy had never known existed.

He watched Frank hump Edith while she hungrily devoured George’s own wife. Edith’s nose was in Jessie’s crack as her tongue plowed the younger woman’s sexual pasture, and it was obvious that Jessie liked it a great deal because she was gently rotating her rear against her friend’s face while panting between parted lips.

George had never witnessed such unbridled lust before, and on the part of his own dear wife and the neighbor lady whom he had always regarded as a pillar of the conservative little community of Poplar Point, not to mention a member of his own church. Man, had he been in the dark! He began to fondle his limp penis.

The tableau at the couch shifted with Edith backing off from Jessica’s ass, which was very satisfied right now, and scrambling around next to Frank, who remained kneeling. She helped him pull his pants down along with his underwear, and that set his cock to waving proudly, his big balls dangling free. Edith snuggled close and coddled his nuts in her hand as she commenced to lick them all over. She tried to taste herself on his prick as well, but he was too intent by that
time to fuck the beautiful blonde from next door, and he moved right up to kiss
Jessie’s flared and juicy cunt with the tip of his cock. He shoved, sinking his ten stalwart inches all the way into Jessica. She moaned pleasurably, feeling her sex canal expand and get stuffed to its depths. As Frank began to stroke, it was sheer heaven for Jessica who had never had such a big prick in her tight and blissfully throbbing hole.

Edith was underneath him as he stroked, his balls dangling against her face as she licked them. Snuggling in even tighter, she was able to lick his shaft as it pumped in and out of Jessie, and she enjoyed Jessie’s juices as well. She was in a veritable wonderland of tastes and subtle scents as she licked cock and cunt and allowed the juices of coitus to dribble all over her face.

Watching from a short distance away, where he had a perfect view of the whole thing, George idly stroked his cock which had gotten hard again. This reminded him of his school days when he was too nerdy to get any poon-tang and had to rely on his fist as a substitute for pussy. Then some other losers lured him into the Church of the Narrow Way and he decided to substitute pie-in-the-sky-bye-and-bye for red meat here and now. At the moment he was totally confused about the menu he had selected for his life. He knew only that he felt damned good and was having more fun than he could ever remember.

Frank felt Edith’s darting tongue on the base of his pleasure piston as he pumped it in and out of Jessica and finally he pulled it from her pussy with a sucking pop so he could offer it to his landlady’s mouth. Damn but she loved to suck cock! And she was better at it than the whores of Las Vegas because she put her heart into her work.

Edith seized the head of his pecker which had just been pleasing Jessica, and it tasted better than a lollipop as she sucked the juice off it and glazed it with her own saliva. Meanwhile Frank offered a middle finger to Jessica’s mouth and she did some glazing of her own. He brought the finger back to her bum and twisted it deftly into her tight rear aperture, giving her two knuckles which made her cry, “OH!”

Frank pumped his finger in and out of Jessica’s grabby ass while Edith kept sucking his cock, and George now polished his re-invigorated boner which was lathered by fresh lubricant that had seeped from its tip. For Frank, it wasn’t long before Edie’s mouth, wonderful as it was, could no longer defeat the lure of Jessica’s backside, and he pulled his prick from his landlady’s sucking lips to place it in the little nest of puckers which he had just loosened and lubricated with his finger.

As he corkscrewed his cock into Jessie’s asshole, Edith backed off and spread herself in front of George. While she rubbed and manipulated the smoldering lips of her pussy, George stroked his tallywhacker and gazed at the lascivious sight, enjoying it greatly. He had always resisted the lure of porn but man, this was good!

Good was not Jessica’s first judgment as her virgin asshole was plundered by Frank’s big prick. Her opening was stretched very wide, but he was careful to move slowly and as his wrist-thick member worked its way in she felt as if she was stuffed to the limit in a place where she had never, ever been so stuffed before. Holy God, this was something! It hurt but not that badly as Frank went easy with her, his cock well lubricated with Edith’s saliva before he slid it into Jessica’s ass.

Once Frank had her fully penetrated with his thick, pulsating phallus, he withdrew some and slid in again, withdrew and slid in, slowly then more briskly, taking longer strokes until he was treating her hot, tight cornhole exactly like a cunt.

“Ooh God!” Jessica cried. “Sweet Jesus! Ooh, FUCK me! OOOOOH…!”

She began to move with the man, massaging his ass-penetrating piston with her tight smooth rectum. She took all he had to give as she alternately bellowed and moaned, and it hurt so fucking good that he seemed to be lifting her to the stars. In addition to having his dick up her ass, his fingers plucked and pinched her pussy. Her clit throbbed and when Frank finally jerked in her anal grip, spasming and spurting into her depths, she came in a blinding rush.

Edith, her eyes lolling between Jessica getting her ass fucked at one side and George jerking off at the other, pumped three skinny fingers in and out of her twat, then pinched down on her clitty with her thumb. “Ooh, shit!” she cried as she came, and George spurted for the second time that night…

(More to cum, provided I find the time and inspiration. Come on, ladies, let me know if you like it or hate it. Either way, I won’t bite. :-)

“You know, Edith…” Jessica said one morning when the two women were chatting over coffee in Jessica’s kitchen, “I wish George and I could get along sexually as well as you and that new tenant of yours. What’s his name – Frank?”

It was a lightning bolt from the blue, as Jessie had intended it to be. Her brunette neighbor, who was 15 years older and widowed, lowered her coffee mug unsteadily to the table, almost spilling some of its contents. Her moist lips formed an O, and her dark eyes were similarly wide with shock.

Jessica smiled. “I’ve seen you from my bedroom. You know, my window isn’t more than 20 feet from Frank’s and…well, he’s real careless about closing his drapes.”

“B-but…”

“I know. Since our bedroom lights are off in the evenings, you must have assumed George and I were downstairs watching the tube. But I’ve been sitting in the dark watching you and Frank get it on. So you see, if there’s any guilt involved, I share it with you.” She felt she needed to say that to put them on an equal basis.

Edith’s expression suddenly changed, mirth lighting her eyes. “Why you little shit! So you’ve been spying on me.” It was good that she was more amused than angry.

“Yes. And envying you a lot. Frank is a fantastic lover.” As blond Jessica sipped from her coffee mug, a waft of steam curled in front of her pretty face.

“Well! So where does that leave us?” Edith studied her friend, obviously wondering why Jessie had revealed her own indiscretion in order to expose Edith’s.

“It leaves me needing help…and admiring YOU for helping yourself, if you don’t mind my saying so. And believe me, I am not making moral judgments.”

“So?” Edith sipped some coffee.

“So my problem is George. Frankly, he’s just dumb when it comes to sex. I love him, and everything else is fine between us, but his head is full of religious shall-nots, and he thinks he has to follow them or he’ll go to hell.”

“Well, we all attend the same church,” Edith replied, “but there’s such a thing as taking religion too seriously.”

“Amen,” said Jessica, “and I figure the way to convince George is to let him see how much fun he can have if he will just set some of his silly notions aside.”

“Now I’m the one in the dark, if you’ll pardon the pun. Why are you telling me this?”

“Because you can help George and me. Maybe we can all help each other. Damn it, Edie, I want us to get together for a foursome so George can learn a thing or two. Are you up for that?” Her cheeks flamed, but she had gotten it out.

“Whoa!” Edith exclaimed. “What are you going to tell your hubby – let’s go to Edie’s house for a sex party? And what makes you think he’ll agree? Anyway, I don’t want it spread all over town that I’m having an affair with a guy who rents a room from me. Jeez!”

“Don’t worry. I haven’t told anybody, and I won’t. Neither will George. What you and I need to do is just kind of…sort of…rope him in.” Jessica batted her blue eyes and gazed at her older friend hopefully. “That is, if Frank is willing…”

“Well, don’t worry about Frank. He’s a horn dog, and neither of us wants a commitment. It’s your husband I’m worried a
bout.” Her eyes twinkled. “But you know what? I’ve always thought he was cute. Hope you don’t mind, Jess.”

“No. That’s perfect!”
Jessica wasn’t afraid of skinny, middle-aged Edith pirating her man. “Look, here’s my idea…”

Two nights later, the four neighbors gathered in Edith’s living room, supposedly to play cards. And they did play for awhile. They also sipped some punch which, unbeknown to George, had been spiked with vodka. Though the men were in pants and t-shirts, the ladies had dressed provocatively, Jessica in a low-cut outfit that showed off the tops of her 36D’s while Edith wore a short skirt with a blouse that left three buttons undone, revealing that she hadn’t bothered with a bra at all. Her small breasts were still shapely so she could get away with that, and their inner slopes were exposed, quivering as she enticed the men with side views. She was hot for her 40 years, obviously coming into her own since husband Harvey died.

Jessica watched George glance repeatedly at Edith’s booby display while Frank the horndog leaned close to Jessie as they played cards. His purpose was not to sneak a peek at her hand but to appreciate the fullness of her creamy tits from above and imagine cupping and squeezing them, perhaps plucking at her nipples. She too was horny, knowing what was plotted to occur that evening, and she could hardly restrain herself from slipping a hand into Frank’s lap to see if his 10-incher had stretched out. All in good time, she assured herself, knowing Frank was clued.

Tiring of the card game, and with just enough of Edith’s hearty punch circulating in their systems, the two couples decided it would be neat to play a CD and do some close dancing. Actually, George had misgivings because dancing wasn’t approved by the church, but the vodka he still didn’t realize he had consumed was making him feel funny, muffling the admonitions of the good Reverend Smallwood. Edith succeeded in drawing strait-laced George into a warm embrace.

Feeling her stiff nipples poke him through her thin blouse and his thinner t-shirt made George think about fucking. Sex was only fucking to him and nothing more. He felt blood rush into his member and damned if he wasn’t about to get a hard-on simply from having a strange woman in his arms – skinny Edith at that!

As for the other dancing couple, Frank pulled Jessica tightly to him, enjoying the warm pressure of her generous titties as they spread against his robust chest. He also felt her tummy which was agitating slightly as they moved, seeking to tease his dick into tumescence. He let a hand glide down to brush the slowly gyrating curves of her fanny and felt panty lines, a rarity in the thong age, even in Poplar Point.

George didn’t notice how Frank was holding his wife because he was mesmerized by the warmth and sweet smile of Edith as she cuddled snugly in his arms, offering his first hint of strange nookey in a very long while. This was wrong, a small voice scolded. But it was only that, a scold. Taken by surprise, George’s body refused to reject the new pleasure which was pressed against him, literally in his grasp.

Edith had twin short couches in her living room and, when the music stopped, she drew George down onto one of them. Frank was quick to maneuver Jessica onto the other and, with that, the smooching began.

Frank was like a kid in a candy store confronting Jessica’s big rounded tits which contrasted dramatically with Edith’s flippy small ones. He kissed Jessie’s face – cheeks, chin, nose and finally her lush lips which he suctioned onto, slipping his tongue into her mouth. It was the first tongue kiss Jessie had enjoyed since meeting George when she was just out of high school. She thrilled, clutching Frank around his brawny back. Perhaps she should have felt guilty or even denied herself the pleasure of being in his arms, but she had experienced too much frustration with George and had thought too long about kicking over the traces to have second thoughts now. She returned Frank’s kiss with the caress of her own tongue, and she immediately felt moisture spring from the little well concealed between her thighs.

Frank’s kisses traveled to her neck, and he nibbled at the lobe of an ear. Jessica moaned softly, ruffling his hair as he continued lower. While lavishing moist, warm kisses on the tops of her titties, he sent a hand up between her legs which she had accommodatingly parted. He touched the silken crotch of her panties and, as he petted there, her excitement oozed through the thin fabric to moisten his fingertips.

“Oooooh!” Jessica said, more loudly because he was really getting to her now. What a hunk he was, and what vibrance emanated from his husky form!

The sound caused George to lift his head from the kiss that Edith had drawn him into. He was more than a little dizzy, not only from the effects of the vodka but also from the new sexual excitement that had blindsided him. Edie’s asp-like tongue, flickering in his mouth, had made his cock an iron bar in his pants, and alarm bells were going off. Now a siren added to his mental din as he saw his beautiful young wife sprawled against the back of the sofa while Edith’s tenant, whom George had just met, seemed to be having his way with her. He had freed her beautiful boobies from her dress and now was squeezing those satiny globes and rolling them about, turning from one to the other to take sucks from her rigid pink nipples. He pressed his face between her titties and used his hands to rub them against his bristly cheeks.

“No!” George cried and bobbed to his feet, reacting with such sudden force that Edith slid off the sofa, her short skirt bunching at her waist as she landed on her bottom on the carpet. Her legs lolled wide apart and only the black thong that she had purchased for this special occasion concealed her cookie.

“Hey,” Frank said, grinning as he looked up. “Easy, man. We’re just having a little fun here. Your lady digs it. So does Edith. Get with the game, why don’t you?”

“Game?” George yelled. “You’re diddling my wife, goddamn you!” He nearly bit his tongue when he heard the blasphemy issue from his own lips.

That sparked more confusion in his mind and when Edith lunged, latching onto his leg so that he wouldn’t attack Frank, he literally didn’t know what to do for a moment. That was all the time Edie needed to claw open the front of his pants and, anxious to save the evening, she yanked out his slumping cock which instantly reassumed rigidity in her grasp. Her mouth bathed the bulbous head of his dick in moist warmth and she bestowed upon him the thrill of being sucked for (believe it!) the first time in his life.

He shut his eyes and tilted his head back, powerless to resist the pleasure that coursed through him. Jessica saw it and realized her scheme was working. Her prudish husband had found his sensual side at last and was enjoying it. As for her, she pushed on the top of Frank’s head, urging him down. She had never known the thrill of having a man’s mouth on her pussy and she hoped this was her big chance.

Frank glided downward on Jessica, inspired by the fact that she was new stuff, and he dropped to his knees on the carpet next to the couch. He lifted her legs, causing her skirt to slide to her middle, and he looked at her pink bikini briefs which had a little scallop of lace along the leg elastics. He bowed his head and began licking the smooth and sweet-scented inner slopes of her thighs, nibbling and sucking at the sensitive flesh which made Jessica squirm.

He worked his way closer and closer to her pussy, finally mouthing the precious morsel through the thin, sleek shield of her underpants. His chomping and slobbering made her panties doubly moist, and he tasted the essence of her womanhood. Hooking her panty crotch aside, he gazed at the beauty of her exposed cunt which was puffy and slightly parted in moist invitation, honey-brown curls decorating its edges and thick at its top.

Frank inserted his tongue into Jessica’s pussy and sighted up along he
r body so he could watch her facial muscles contort in pleasure as he licked a
nd sucked up her saucy juices. He stimulated all her velvety little parts with particular attention to the hot nubbin at the top of her slit which he bathed in his warm, wet mouth and teased by gently lashing it with his tongue.

Jessica’s brain was awhirl. Oh, this was what she had needed for so long, and it felt so fucking good! She moaned and flopped her head from side to side against the couch bolster, her blond hair whipping about.

George saw this through glazed eyes as he stood virtually helpless, his dick sticking out through the fly of his pants and into the sucking mouth of the neighbor lady who pumped her encircling lips forward and back on it. Her tongue circled his cock, stimulating all the sensitive nerve endings on his horny ridge. His hands fell to her sleek dark hairdo which was short, and he petted her as she gave him head.

By that time Frank had pulled Jessica’s pink pants off and flopped her onto her tummy across the edge of the couch, her knees on the floor and her head draped over the bolster. He was on his knees behind her, investigating her ass, and what a pretty ass it was, smooth, firm and delectably contoured. He pinched her pliant butt-cheeks apart and liked the look of her enticing little asshole, not to mention the fleshy split of her twat which he had just licked thoroughly, adding his saliva to the juice that her own excitement had supplied. Her velvet, hair-adorned lips were now totally wet and parted, just begging to be fucked.

But first Frank had to have his forbidden taste, and he slathered his tongue along her crack, tickling the puckered little slit of her anus as he licked up and down across it. She tasted good, prompting him to wiggle his oral probe against the place where her little puckers all converged, and he shoved his tongue up her bunghole.

“Oooooooooooh!” Jessie bellowed and bumped her rump uncontrollably against Frank’s adoring face.

Her befuddled husband watched this as Edie still knelt before him, pumping her suctioning lips on his prick, and he couldn’t help but let go. God help him, he spurted his cum into the accommodating lady’s mouth and down her gulping throat as he felt the most voluptuous sensation he had ever known. It was almost like reaching out and touching heaven!

Frank was now getting up on his knees, about to stake his claim to the treasure which his blond neighbor offered, when Edith said, “Wait a minute, baby. Let me have some of that first. You can take care of mama from behind. I need that big bone of yours!”

Shock piled upon shock as George now sat spraddle-legged on the rug, his fly agape and his well-pleasured peter curving out from it. All he could do was watch in total amazement as Edith knelt behind his wife and began kissing her bottom all over while Frank, behind Edith, yanked off her thong and loosed his boner from his fly.

George could seemingly do nothing, nor did he want to at that point while he watched the tenant insert his cock into the landlady’s shaved snatch and begin to fuck her as her dark head bobbed and twisted, her face sunk between the satiny billows of Jessica’s sweet butt. It was as if all the starch had been drained out of George, not only in a physical sense thanks to the artistry of Edith’s mouth, but in a deeper sense as well. He was seeing and experiencing a new expression of life which excited and satisfied him in a way that his narrow-minded philosophy had never known existed.

He watched Frank hump Edith while she hungrily devoured George’s own wife. Edith’s nose was in Jessie’s crack as her tongue plowed the younger woman’s sexual pasture, and it was obvious that Jessie liked it a great deal because she was gently rotating her rear against her friend’s face while panting between parted lips.

George had never witnessed such unbridled lust before, and on the part of his own dear wife and the neighbor lady whom he had always regarded as a pillar of the conservative little community of Poplar Point, not to mention a member of his own church. Man, had he been in the dark! He began to fondle his limp penis.

The tableau at the couch shifted with Edith backing off from Jessica’s ass, which was very satisfied right now, and scrambling around next to Frank, who remained kneeling. She helped him pull his pants down along with his underwear, and that set his cock to waving proudly, his big balls dangling free. Edith snuggled close and coddled his nuts in her hand as she commenced to lick them all over. She tried to taste herself on his prick as well, but he was too intent by that time to fuck the beautiful blonde from next door, and he moved right up to kiss Jessie’s flared and juicy cunt with the tip of his cock. He shoved, sinking his ten stalwart inches all the way into Jessica. She moaned pleasurably, feeling her sex canal expand and get stuffed to its depths. As Frank began to stroke, it was sheer heaven for Jessica who had never had such a big prick in her tight and blissfully throbbing hole.

Edith was underneath him as he stroked, his balls dangling against her face as she licked them. Snuggling in even tighter, she was able to lick his shaft as it pumped in and out of Jessie, and she enjoyed Jessie’s juices as well. She was in a veritable wonderland of tastes and subtle scents as she licked cock and cunt and allowed the juices of coitus to dribble all over her face.

Watching from a short distance away, where he had a perfect view of the whole thing, George idly stroked his cock which had gotten hard again. This reminded him of his school days when he was too nerdy to get any poon-tang and had to rely on his fist as a substitute for pussy. Then some other losers lured him into the Church of the Narrow Way and he decided to substitute pie-in-the-sky-bye-and-bye for red meat here and now. At the moment he was totally confused about the menu he had selected for his life. He knew only that he felt damned good and was having more fun than he could ever remember.

Frank felt Edith’s darting tongue on the base of his pleasure piston as he pumped it in and out of Jessica and finally he pulled it from her pussy with a sucking pop so he could offer it to his landlady’s mouth. Damn but she loved to suck cock! And she was better at it than the whores of Las Vegas because she put her heart into her work.

Edith seized the head of his pecker which had just been pleasing Jessica, and it tasted better than a lollipop as she sucked the juice off it and glazed it with her own saliva. Meanwhile Frank offered a middle finger to Jessica’s mouth and she did some glazing of her own. He brought the finger back to her bum and twisted it deftly into her tight rear aperture, giving her two knuckles which made her cry, “OH!”

Frank pumped his finger in and out of Jessica’s grabby ass while Edith kept sucking his cock, and George now polished his re-invigorated boner which was lathered by fresh lubricant that had seeped from its tip. For Frank, it wasn’t long before Edie’s mouth, wonderful as it was, could no longer defeat the lure of Jessica’s backside, and he pulled his prick from his landlady’s sucking lips to place it in the little nest of puckers which he had just loosened and lubricated with his finger.

As he corkscrewed his cock into Jessie’s asshole, Edith backed off and spread herself in front of George. While she rubbed and manipulated the smoldering lips of her pussy, George stroked his tallywhacker and gazed at the lascivious sight, enjoying it greatly. He had always resisted the lure of porn but man, this was good!

Good was not Jessica’s first judgment as her virgin asshole was plundered by Frank’s big prick. Her opening was stretched very wide, but he was careful to move slowly and as his wrist-thick member worked its way in she felt as if she was stuffed to the limit in a place where she had never, ever been so stuffed before. Holy God, this was something! It hurt but not that badly as Frank went easy with her
, his cock well lubricated with Edith’s saliva before he slid it into Jessic
a’s ass.

Once Frank had her fully penetrated with his thick, pulsating phallus, he withdrew some and slid in again, withdrew and slid in, slowly then more briskly, taking longer strokes until he was treating her hot, tight cornhole exactly like a cunt.

“Ooh God!” Jessica cried. “Sweet Jesus! Ooh, FUCK me! OOOOOH…!”

She began to move with the man, massaging his ass-penetrating piston with her tight smooth rectum. She took all he had to give as she alternately bellowed and moaned, and it hurt so fucking good that he seemed to be lifting her to the stars. In addition to having his dick up her ass, his fingers plucked and pinched her pussy. Her clit throbbed and when Frank finally jerked in her anal grip, spasming and spurting into her depths, she came in a blinding rush.

Edith, her eyes lolling between Jessica getting her ass fucked at one side and George jerking off at the other, pumped three skinny fingers in and out of her twat, then pinched down on her clitty with her thumb. “Ooh, shit!” she cried as she came, and George spurted for the second time that night…

(More to cum, provided I find the time and inspiration. Come on, ladies, let me know if you like it or hate it. Either way, I won’t bite. :-)

“You know, Edith…” Jessica said one morning when the two women were chatting over coffee in Jessica’s kitchen, “I wish George and I could get along sexually as well as you and that new tenant of yours. What’s his name – Frank?”

It was a lightning bolt from the blue, as Jessie had intended it to be. Her brunette neighbor, who was 15 years older and widowed, lowered her coffee mug unsteadily to the table, almost spilling some of its contents. Her moist lips formed an O, and her dark eyes were similarly wide with shock.

Jessica smiled. “I’ve seen you from my bedroom. You know, my window isn’t more than 20 feet from Frank’s and…well, he’s real careless about closing his drapes.”

“B-but…”

“I know. Since our bedroom lights are off in the evenings, you must have assumed George and I were downstairs watching the tube. But I’ve been sitting in the dark watching you and Frank get it on. So you see, if there’s any guilt involved, I share it with you.” She felt she needed to say that to put them on an equal basis.

Edith’s expression suddenly changed, mirth lighting her eyes. “Why you little shit! So you’ve been spying on me.” It was good that she was more amused than angry.

“Yes. And envying you a lot. Frank is a fantastic lover.” As blond Jessica sipped from her coffee mug, a waft of steam curled in front of her pretty face.

“Well! So where does that leave us?” Edith studied her friend, obviously wondering why Jessie had revealed her own indiscretion in order to expose Edith’s.

“It leaves me needing help…and admiring YOU for helping yourself, if you don’t mind my saying so. And believe me, I am not making moral judgments.”

“So?” Edith sipped some coffee.

“So my problem is George. Frankly, he’s just dumb when it comes to sex. I love him, and everything else is fine between us, but his head is full of religious shall-nots, and he thinks he has to follow them or he’ll go to hell.”

“Well, we all attend the same church,” Edith replied, “but there’s such a thing as taking religion too seriously.”

“Amen,” said Jessica, “and I figure the way to convince George is to let him see how much fun he can have if he will just set some of his silly notions aside.”

“Now I’m the one in the dark, if you’ll pardon the pun. Why are you telling me this?”

“Because you can help George and me. Maybe we can all help each other. Damn it, Edie, I want us to get together for a foursome so George can learn a thing or two. Are you up for that?” Her cheeks flamed, but she had gotten it out.

“Whoa!” Edith exclaimed. “What are you going to tell your hubby – let’s go to Edie’s house for a sex party? And what makes you think he’ll agree? Anyway, I don’t want it spread all over town that I’m having an affair with a guy who rents a room from me. Jeez!”

“Don’t worry. I haven’t told anybody, and I won’t. Neither will George. What you and I need to do is just kind of…sort of…rope him in.” Jessica batted her blue eyes and gazed at her older friend hopefully. “That is, if Frank is willing…”

“Well, don’t worry about Frank. He’s a horn dog, and neither of us wants a commitment. It’s your husband I’m worried about.” Her eyes twinkled. “But you know what? I’ve always thought he was cute. Hope you don’t mind, Jess.”

“No. That’s perfect!” Jessica wasn’t afraid of skinny, middle-aged Edith pirating her man. “Look, here’s my idea…”

Two nights later, the four neighbors gathered in Edith’s living room, supposedly to play cards. And they did play for awhile. They also sipped some punch which, unbeknown to George, had been spiked with vodka. Though the men were in pants and t-shirts, the ladies had dressed provocatively, Jessica in a low-cut outfit that showed off the tops of her 36D’s while Edith wore a short skirt with a blouse that left three buttons undone, revealing that she hadn’t bothered with a bra at all. Her small breasts were still shapely so she could get away with that, and their inner slopes were exposed, quivering as she enticed the men with side views. She was hot for her 40 years, obviously coming into her own since husband Harvey died.

Jessica watched George glance repeatedly at Edith’s booby display while Frank the horndog leaned close to Jessie as they played cards. His purpose was not to sneak a peek at her hand but to appreciate the fullness of her creamy tits from above and imagine cupping and squeezing them, perhaps plucking at her nipples. She too was horny, knowing what was plotted to occur that evening, and she could hardly restrain herself from slipping a hand into Frank’s lap to see if his 10-incher had stretched out. All in good time, she assured herself, knowing Frank was clued.

Tiring of the card game, and with just enough of Edith’s hearty punch circulating in their systems, the two couples decided it would be neat to play a CD and do some close dancing. Actually, George had misgivings because dancing wasn’t approved by the church, but the vodka he still didn’t realize he had consumed was making him feel funny, muffling the admonitions of the good Reverend Smallwood. Edith succeeded in drawing strait-laced George into a warm embrace.

Feeling her stiff nipples poke him through her thin blouse and his thinner t-shirt made George think about fucking. Sex was only fucking to him and nothing more. He felt blood rush into his member and damned if he wasn’t about to get a hard-on simply from having a strange woman in his arms – skinny Edith at that!

As for the other dancing couple, Frank pulled Jessica tightly to him, enjoying the warm pressure of her generous titties as they spread against his robust chest. He also felt her tummy which was agitating slightly as they moved, seeking to tease his dick into tumescence. He let a hand glide down to brush the slowly gyrating curves of her fanny and felt panty lines, a rarity in the thong age, even in Poplar Point.

George didn’t notice how Frank was holding his wife because he was mesmerized by the warmth and sweet smile of Edith as she cuddled snugly in his arms, offering his first hint of strange nookey in a very long while. This was wrong, a small voice scolded. But it was only that, a scold. Taken by surprise, George’s body refused to reject the new pleasure which was pressed against him, literally in his grasp.

Edith had twin short couches in her living room and, when the music stopped, she drew George down onto one of them. Frank was quick to maneuver Jessica onto the other and, with that, the smooching began.

Frank was like a kid in a candy store confronting Jessica’s
big rounded tits which contrasted dramatically with Edith’s flippy small ones. He kissed Jessie’s face – cheeks, chin, nose and fi
nally her lush lips which he suctioned onto, slipping his tongue into her mouth. It was the first tongue kiss Jessie had enjoyed since meeting George when she was just out of high school. She thrilled, clutching Frank around his brawny back. Perhaps she should have felt guilty or even denied herself the pleasure of being in his arms, but she had experienced too much frustration with George and had thought too long about kicking over the traces to have second thoughts now. She returned Frank’s kiss with the caress of her own tongue, and she immediately felt moisture spring from the little well concealed between her thighs.

Frank’s kisses traveled to her neck, and he nibbled at the lobe of an ear. Jessica moaned softly, ruffling his hair as he continued lower. While lavishing moist, warm kisses on the tops of her titties, he sent a hand up between her legs which she had accommodatingly parted. He touched the silken crotch of her panties and, as he petted there, her excitement oozed through the thin fabric to moisten his fingertips.

“Oooooh!” Jessica said, more loudly because he was really getting to her now. What a hunk he was, and what vibrance emanated from his husky form!

The sound caused George to lift his head from the kiss that Edith had drawn him into. He was more than a little dizzy, not only from the effects of the vodka but also from the new sexual excitement that had blindsided him. Edie’s asp-like tongue, flickering in his mouth, had made his cock an iron bar in his pants, and alarm bells were going off. Now a siren added to his mental din as he saw his beautiful young wife sprawled against the back of the sofa while Edith’s tenant, whom George had just met, seemed to be having his way with her. He had freed her beautiful boobies from her dress and now was squeezing those satiny globes and rolling them about, turning from one to the other to take sucks from her rigid pink nipples. He pressed his face between her titties and used his hands to rub them against his bristly cheeks.

“No!” George cried and bobbed to his feet, reacting with such sudden force that Edith slid off the sofa, her short skirt bunching at her waist as she landed on her bottom on the carpet. Her legs lolled wide apart and only the black thong that she had purchased for this special occasion concealed her cookie.

“Hey,” Frank said, grinning as he looked up. “Easy, man. We’re just having a little fun here. Your lady digs it. So does Edith. Get with the game, why don’t you?”

“Game?” George yelled. “You’re diddling my wife, goddamn you!” He nearly bit his tongue when he heard the blasphemy issue from his own lips.

That sparked more confusion in his mind and when Edith lunged, latching onto his leg so that he wouldn’t attack Frank, he literally didn’t know what to do for a moment. That was all the time Edie needed to claw open the front of his pants and, anxious to save the evening, she yanked out his slumping cock which instantly reassumed rigidity in her grasp. Her mouth bathed the bulbous head of his dick in moist warmth and she bestowed upon him the thrill of being sucked for (believe it!) the first time in his life.

He shut his eyes and tilted his head back, powerless to resist the pleasure that coursed through him. Jessica saw it and realized her scheme was working. Her prudish husband had found his sensual side at last and was enjoying it. As for her, she pushed on the top of Frank’s head, urging him down. She had never known the thrill of having a man’s mouth on her pussy and she hoped this was her big chance.

Frank glided downward on Jessica, inspired by the fact that she was new stuff, and he dropped to his knees on the carpet next to the couch. He lifted her legs, causing her skirt to slide to her middle, and he looked at her pink bikini briefs which had a little scallop of lace along the leg elastics. He bowed his head and began licking the smooth and sweet-scented inner slopes of her thighs, nibbling and sucking at the sensitive flesh which made Jessica squirm.

He worked his way closer and closer to her pussy, finally mouthing the precious morsel through the thin, sleek shield of her underpants. His chomping and slobbering made her panties doubly moist, and he tasted the essence of her womanhood. Hooking her panty crotch aside, he gazed at the beauty of her exposed cunt which was puffy and slightly parted in moist invitation, honey-brown curls decorating its edges and thick at its top.

Frank inserted his tongue into Jessica’s pussy and sighted up along her body so he could watch her facial muscles contort in pleasure as he licked and sucked up her saucy juices. He stimulated all her velvety little parts with particular attention to the hot nubbin at the top of her slit which he bathed in his warm, wet mouth and teased by gently lashing it with his tongue.

Jessica’s brain was awhirl. Oh, this was what she had needed for so long, and it felt so fucking good! She moaned and flopped her head from side to side against the couch bolster, her blond hair whipping about.

George saw this through glazed eyes as he stood virtually helpless, his dick sticking out through the fly of his pants and into the sucking mouth of the neighbor lady who pumped her encircling lips forward and back on it. Her tongue circled his cock, stimulating all the sensitive nerve endings on his horny ridge. His hands fell to her sleek dark hairdo which was short, and he petted her as she gave him head.

By that time Frank had pulled Jessica’s pink pants off and flopped her onto her tummy across the edge of the couch, her knees on the floor and her head draped over the bolster. He was on his knees behind her, investigating her ass, and what a pretty ass it was, smooth, firm and delectably contoured. He pinched her pliant butt-cheeks apart and liked the look of her enticing little asshole, not to mention the fleshy split of her twat which he had just licked thoroughly, adding his saliva to the juice that her own excitement had supplied. Her velvet, hair-adorned lips were now totally wet and parted, just begging to be fucked.

But first Frank had to have his forbidden taste, and he slathered his tongue along her crack, tickling the puckered little slit of her anus as he licked up and down across it. She tasted good, prompting him to wiggle his oral probe against the place where her little puckers all converged, and he shoved his tongue up her bunghole.

“Oooooooooooh!” Jessie bellowed and bumped her rump uncontrollably against Frank’s adoring face.

Her befuddled husband watched this as Edie still knelt before him, pumping her suctioning lips on his prick, and he couldn’t help but let go. God help him, he spurted his cum into the accommodating lady’s mouth and down her gulping throat as he felt the most voluptuous sensation he had ever known. It was almost like reaching out and touching heaven!

Frank was now getting up on his knees, about to stake his claim to the treasure which his blond neighbor offered, when Edith said, “Wait a minute, baby. Let me have some of that first. You can take care of mama from behind. I need that big bone of yours!”

Shock piled upon shock as George now sat spraddle-legged on the rug, his fly agape and his well-pleasured peter curving out from it. All he could do was watch in total amazement as Edith knelt behind his wife and began kissing her bottom all over while Frank, behind Edith, yanked off her thong and loosed his boner from his fly.

George could seemingly do nothing, nor did he want to at that point while he watched the tenant insert his cock into the landlady’s shaved snatch and begin to fuck her as her dark head bobbed and twisted, her face sunk between the satiny billows of Jessica’s sweet butt. It was as if all the starch had been drained out of George, not only in a physical sense thanks to the artistry of Edith’s mouth, but in a deeper sense as well. He was seeing and experiencing a new ex
pression of life which excited and satisfied him in a way that his narrow-minded
philosophy had never known existed.

He watched Frank hump Edith while she hungrily devoured George’s own wife. Edith’s nose was in Jessie’s crack as her tongue plowed the younger woman’s sexual pasture, and it was obvious that Jessie liked it a great deal because she was gently rotating her rear against her friend’s face while panting between parted lips.

George had never witnessed such unbridled lust before, and on the part of his own dear wife and the neighbor lady whom he had always regarded as a pillar of the conservative little community of Poplar Point, not to mention a member of his own church. Man, had he been in the dark! He began to fondle his limp penis.

The tableau at the couch shifted with Edith backing off from Jessica’s ass, which was very satisfied right now, and scrambling around next to Frank, who remained kneeling. She helped him pull his pants down along with his underwear, and that set his cock to waving proudly, his big balls dangling free. Edith snuggled close and coddled his nuts in her hand as she commenced to lick them all over. She tried to taste herself on his prick as well, but he was too intent by that time to fuck the beautiful blonde from next door, and he moved right up to kiss Jessie’s flared and juicy cunt with the tip of his cock. He shoved, sinking his ten stalwart inches all the way into Jessica. She moaned pleasurably, feeling her sex canal expand and get stuffed to its depths. As Frank began to stroke, it was sheer heaven for Jessica who had never had such a big prick in her tight and blissfully throbbing hole.

Edith was underneath him as he stroked, his balls dangling against her face as she licked them. Snuggling in even tighter, she was able to lick his shaft as it pumped in and out of Jessie, and she enjoyed Jessie’s juices as well. She was in a veritable wonderland of tastes and subtle scents as she licked cock and cunt and allowed the juices of coitus to dribble all over her face.

Watching from a short distance away, where he had a perfect view of the whole thing, George idly stroked his cock which had gotten hard again. This reminded him of his school days when he was too nerdy to get any poon-tang and had to rely on his fist as a substitute for pussy. Then some other losers lured him into the Church of the Narrow Way and he decided to substitute pie-in-the-sky-bye-and-bye for red meat here and now. At the moment he was totally confused about the menu he had selected for his life. He knew only that he felt damned good and was having more fun than he could ever remember.

Frank felt Edith’s darting tongue on the base of his pleasure piston as he pumped it in and out of Jessica and finally he pulled it from her pussy with a sucking pop so he could offer it to his landlady’s mouth. Damn but she loved to suck cock! And she was better at it than the whores of Las Vegas because she put her heart into her work.

Edith seized the head of his pecker which had just been pleasing Jessica, and it tasted better than a lollipop as she sucked the juice off it and glazed it with her own saliva. Meanwhile Frank offered a middle finger to Jessica’s mouth and she did some glazing of her own. He brought the finger back to her bum and twisted it deftly into her tight rear aperture, giving her two knuckles which made her cry, “OH!”

Frank pumped his finger in and out of Jessica’s grabby ass while Edith kept sucking his cock, and George now polished his re-invigorated boner which was lathered by fresh lubricant that had seeped from its tip. For Frank, it wasn’t long before Edie’s mouth, wonderful as it was, could no longer defeat the lure of Jessica’s backside, and he pulled his prick from his landlady’s sucking lips to place it in the little nest of puckers which he had just loosened and lubricated with his finger.

As he corkscrewed his cock into Jessie’s asshole, Edith backed off and spread herself in front of George. While she rubbed and manipulated the smoldering lips of her pussy, George stroked his tallywhacker and gazed at the lascivious sight, enjoying it greatly. He had always resisted the lure of porn but man, this was good!

Good was not Jessica’s first judgment as her virgin asshole was plundered by Frank’s big prick. Her opening was stretched very wide, but he was careful to move slowly and as his wrist-thick member worked its way in she felt as if she was stuffed to the limit in a place where she had never, ever been so stuffed before. Holy God, this was something! It hurt but not that badly as Frank went easy with her, his cock well lubricated with Edith’s saliva before he slid it into Jessica’s ass.

Once Frank had her fully penetrated with his thick, pulsating phallus, he withdrew some and slid in again, withdrew and slid in, slowly then more briskly, taking longer strokes until he was treating her hot, tight cornhole exactly like a cunt.

“Ooh God!” Jessica cried. “Sweet Jesus! Ooh, FUCK me! OOOOOH…!”

She began to move with the man, massaging his ass-penetrating piston with her tight smooth rectum. She took all he had to give as she alternately bellowed and moaned, and it hurt so fucking good that he seemed to be lifting her to the stars. In addition to having his dick up her ass, his fingers plucked and pinched her pussy. Her clit throbbed and when Frank finally jerked in her anal grip, spasming and spurting into her depths, she came in a blinding rush.

Edith, her eyes lolling between Jessica getting her ass fucked at one side and George jerking off at the other, pumped three skinny fingers in and out of her twat, then pinched down on her clitty with her thumb. “Ooh, shit!” she cried as she came, and George spurted for the second time that night…

(More to cum, provided I find the time and inspiration. Come on, ladies, let me know if you like it or hate it. Either way, I won’t bite. :-)