The Perfect Couple

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Mister and Mrs. North are the perfect couple. By far the most perfect couple in Pelican Cove Florida. That is if you don't count the Brennans, retired Senator Brennan and his wife Margaret who lord it over the social scene in this small but vibrant community. But they are pickled elders and don't count too much in this tale.

Jonathan North, a very succesful free lance illustrator at six foot one, with dark tanned skin, white teeth and brown honey eyes behind wire rim glasses is a handsome devil. Many of the women in the town whose juices still run hot look at him with more than passing interest, but they sigh and move on for they know they can't compete with Abby, with Mrs. North who is by far the best looking thing on two legs in the county!
Standing a wilowy five foot nine, with narrow athletic hips and finely curved bottom, breasts pert and high carried, her figure alone is worth a set of play on the tennis courts and in her bikini watering the lawn she's down right dangerous! Did I mention she was beautiful too!...high cheek bones, aquiline nose, full arched lips, eyes of greenish blue peering from long swept lashes and a cascade of deep auburn hair cut just below her shoulders. Abby spends much time in her yard and by the pool but she's often seen in town, shopping or just strolling in the park.
Neighbors wonder though at the plain brown envelopes she puts in the mail almost weekly. You know how small towns are that way.
Rumour has it that she was once a beauty queen but she's never admitted as much. In fact there is still about the Norths a faint air of mystery. They came to town 8 years ago, shortly after their marriage and although they are more than model citizens, active in civic life, charitable activities, members of the Viscaya country club and all, still they are in a way outsiders.
Perhaps it's because they are almost...well, too perfect.
When they're seen together as they often are, they seem to almost glow, exuding a wholesome, healthy, sexuality that leaves you depressed with your own lot in life.
By their enviable success, their frightening happiness in each other and their alarming attractiveness, they make us all seem less somehow.
What, many ask is their secret?


This is a closed thread for Chanaud and I. It will be played as a series of short vignettes. other players may be invited to join us as we move along...

 

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Abby North

After a rigorous workout of breaststrokes, butterflies and backstrokes, I climbed out of our Olympic sized pool and dried off. The slight feel of the towel rubbing against my naked skin reminded of Jonathan. The tingles returned making my body shudder as the memories of our last night’s lovemaking came flooding back. I checked the terracotta clock hanging on the wall. Ten in the morning and I already want him. Two more hours and he’ll be home for lunch, I told myself with a sigh. I draped a thin terry cloth robe and walked into the house, sat at my desk and opened a file in Microsoft Word.

They kissed in a heated passion. She can feel his turgid member rubbing against her aching mound sending electric shocks through her racing veins.

“Turgid member?” Crap! I’m in desperate need of new material, I thought. Last night’s episode was sweet and certainly satisfying but it just didn’t provide enough writing material for me. I picked up the phone and with a push of a memorized number, I started talking immediately before he had a chance to say hello.

Baby, I want you. Meet me at the library in 20 minutes.

 

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He watched Abby from the window of the garage apartment cum studio where he worked.
She paused at the door of the black Lexus just long enough to look up at him and wink.
What a gal!

Jon turned back to his drawing board where he was laying out the rough sketches for his monthly installment of 'The Story of Sappho...erotic of a bisexual warrior queen', which didn't bring him quite the income he recieved for his Harlequin Book covers but was a lot more fun!

There she was...Sappho, chained to a blue veined giant marble phallus. Her high firm breasts thrusting out to taunt and tease the ravening, drooling 'Wolfmen' that surrounded her...
The last deft stroke to her tight rigid nipples finished them off and he wished he could give them a lick right that minute! Jon looked at his watch, he'd be giving them a lick and a good bit more very soon! For Sappho was
the spitting image of Abby and he had a date with his luscious sexy wife in 18 minutes in the Audio Visual Room of the Pelican Cove Public Library and that Lady did NOT like to be kept waiting!

 

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I see him enter our favorite section of our town’s only library. His head whipped back and forth, neck stretched to look for me. His eyes didn’t even stop at my head. Good. He didn’t recognize me. Jonathan’s shoulder slumped in realization of being alone in the cold hidden corner. The slightest bit of noise made him jump and whip his head in anticipation. When he realized there wasn’t anyone approaching him, Jonathan made his way to the bookshelves, chose a random book and kept one eye at the entrance while he feigned interest.

I stretched in my seat and allowed my cold nipples to point to the ceiling while I released a dramatic yawn. It was just then Jonathan noticed my presence. He tried to be discreet while he admired my dark nipples to stretch out my tight white tank shirt. With my blonde curly wig covering my eyes, I smiled at him. His eyes diverted back to the entrance again.

“Are you waiting for someone?” I called out to him with a perfect southern drawl.

“Ermmm…yes. My wife.” How cute! He’s shy. Still I notice he couldn’t keep his eyes from the front of my shirt. I turned my body towards him and allowed my legs to reveal a dark shadow leading to a deep hollow area. His eyes traveled down…”She was supposed to be here five minutes ago.”

“It looks like she’s late. Will I do?” I stood to my full height, legs slightly apart, hands on hips, almost daring him.

 

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The blonde had a saucy way of angling her hips that drove Jon wild!...and reminded him of someone.
Looking around the AV room quickly he spied the rotund figure of Mrs Dalrymple the minister's wife jacked into a set of Koss earphones listening to
old Cheiftan's albums and tapping her foot with Gallic devil may care. She was safe...

"Yes. You'll do nicely."
Without another word he picked the winsome floozy up off the floor and carried her like a new bride into one of the claustrophobic many windowed listening rooms and kneeled at her feet...toasty brown feet in snow white deck shoes which he promptly removed in order to run his tongue between her toes.

"Oh M'gosh! that tickles Mister North!"
Kissing his way up her ankles and well turned calves the color of milk caramel, he ran his hands right up her thighs, over her well articulated hips and into the waistband of her tight white shorts.
Blondie looked out the windows into the library with a flush of aprehension and something else...

"Don't worry baby,"
He said as he stripped pants and panties all the way down her long legs with one smooth motion.
"Just look very studious and reserved. Here..."
he handed her up a Swann's Catalogue of Classical Music that someone had left on the desktop.
"Hum something to me while I play..."

His tongue felt soft yet firm as it warmly licked it's way in lazy patterns up her thighs and plunged into the folds of her steamy sweet sex.

 

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Hum something? Is he kidding? The only song I could think of at the moment was Beethoven’s Fifth Symphony, so I started humming the first few bars. When his tongue plunged deep into silken folds of my passion, my hums turned into deep guttural moans. I almost lost my balance as I threw my head back. I leaned back on the hard wooden bookshelves and parted my legs further, letting Jon work his tongue from my ass all the way up my slit, slowing for a brief moment at my burning center to gather the excess moisture and up my peeking clit.

“Oh yesssssssss..” I couldn’t help crying out between bars, as the tingles raced through my veins to my flushing face and back down to my center, causing a waterfall on Jon’s eager tongue and down my inner thighs. This encouraged him. He continued on eagerly making me gasp for breath. My heart was pounding in my head. I looked down at him and saw his deep espresso eyes looking at me watching my face contort with lustfulness.
I grabbed a fistful of his soft wavy hair and twisted it hard.

I growled at him, “Now suck my clit. That’s it. Take it between your teeth and pull on it. Ahhhhhhhhhh…Yessssssssssssssss.”

 

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Amazing how that little nub of pearly passion could make Abby go crazy!
He sucked it in his lips, teased it with his tongue and shook his head like a sheepdog.
Pieces of the Swans Catalogue fell on him like snow and were soon followed by the catalogue itself which gave his head a nasty thump.
But he kept on suckin'...relentless in his passion to please he added two long tanned fingers to the play and soon she was writhing onto them, losing her tune completely and indeed her composure as well.
When Jon's digits began stroking her "G" spot she almost lost it entirely and only the somber presence of Miss Dalrymple on the other side of the glass kept her from crying out like a banshee!
It was at that point that Frank Finster the Chief Librarian and long an admirer of Abby's good looks walked by, paused and smiled at the somewhat disheveled, perspiring face of his favorite
'reader'.

What on earth was wrong! Was the AC malfunctioning?
He tapped the glass and Abby turned towards him with an odd glazed and distracted look...
Jon now added his other fingers to the delightful melange and she found herself spread, rubbed and penetrated in both her nether orifices.
"Are you all right?" Mister Finster mouthed.

"Ohhhhhh...Ohhhhhhhhh....YES!...YESSSSSSSSSSS!"
She seemed quite emphatic about it. So with a coy look and a wave the librarian rushed away to the employee bathroom where he dropped his pants and masturbated imagining himself in one of the listening rooms giving Abby North the cunnilingus of her life.

 

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Since Miss Dalrymple was a wife of one of our religious orderlies and the biggest gossip in town, I kept my eye on her. She looked up periodically and smiled sweetly followed by a wave of her heavy fingers. Returning the same smile, I prayed she wouldn't want to discuss the previous Save the Loggerheads meeting. If she wondered why I was standing there redfaced, perspiring and breathing heavily, she didn't give any indication while she continued to read her periodical.

Jon continued to work his magical tongue and fingers. He knew from my continual squeeze of my inner walls, I was so close. Oh yes, soooo close...

"Oh myyyyyyyyyyy Gooooooooooood..."

Miss Dalyrmple looked up and frowned.

"Are you ok, Abby?"

"Oh yesssssssss....I'm connecting with sweeeeeet Looooord Jesus!"

Miss Dalyrmple nodded in appreciation. This is exactly how Mr. Dalrymple gets when spends his hour in his private sanctuary.

"Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeessssssssssss...Don't stooooooooop.."

Jon was licking frantically bringing me to a body wretching explosion....

 

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Jon grabbed her tight by her round firm derrier and went into overdrive, his tongue grew three inches longer and he played his fingers on her sex like Jerry Lee Lewis.
Abby moaned, shuddered and tore out a small clump of his hair as she went over the edge and released a delicious light cream of joy into his waiting mouth.

"Ymmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..."He mouthed into her steamy sex.

"OHHHHHGODDDDDDDDDDD...." She moaned, eyes uplifted.

"Amen!"...Cried Mrs. Dalrymple and gave Abby a smile, a high sign and returned to her purusal of the Lost Gospel of Judas Chastitus.

When she looked up next she was surprised to see Mister North had taken his wifes place. He smiled at her and licked his lips with obvious relish.
She blushed and dropped her eyes...what could he be thinking!?

"Your turn stranger...watch the zipper."

 

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I was more than happy to return the favor as I eagerly dropped to my knees.

Ziiiiiiiippppppppp

His cock sprung freely and bobbed before me. My tongue snaked my lips preparing them in anticipation. My fingers wrapped tightly at his base as I guided his cock into my mouth and took him in one delicious inch at a time.

Jon’s fingers played with my hair as he gasped for each breath. His cock seemed to have enlarged and grew thicker filling my mouth. When I felt his spongy head hit the back of my throat, my cheeks squeezed his thickness. Jon thrust with delight. My eyes watered as I gagged. Taking control, I relaxed my throat allowing him to thrust in deeper.

His fingers were now twisting in my hair. I looked up to see his head thrown back and gasping for air. Encouraged by the pleasaure I was bringing him, I continued to work on his length. Up and down. Up and down. My swinging hair tickled him as I moved fast and furiously like a piston. My tongue snaked his underside and pressed on his throbbing veins. Sounds of slurping filled the air. The taste of his precum brought a fresh wave of tingles. My moans vibrated through him making him thrust forward. His fingers grabbed the back of my head as he took control…

 

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Abby was a liitle shocked but highly stimulated when she heard him roughly whisper...
"Suck my cock slut. Suck it and squeeze my balls till I cum in your mouth."

She hesitated only a moment before taking his thick throbbing rod even deeper and cupping his loaded jewels in her palm, rolling them together and gently squeezing.
She new how it turned him on.

Just like being called a slut turned her on.
It broke down the middleclass barriers and she could live the part of a two bit whore, the kind she wrote about so often.
With her free hand she encircled his thick pumping meat and began following her lips with a squeezing stroke of her fingers that sent uncontroled shivers of utter pleasure through his body.
He braced his tanned muscular legs wider to give her full access to his rampant erection and straining balls.
His hands held her gorgeous face steady and drove it down his pistoning shaft.

Abby could feel his load coming...a shuddering tensing up of every muscle in his body. His cock stiffened and jerked wildly in her mouth. When he held her face tight against him, pushing into her as hard as he could, she dropped one hand between her legs and began to rapidly friging herself to yet another orgasm.

"Jeeeesus Chriiist!...I'm cumming!"
He moaned way to loudly.
Mrs. Dalrymples, "Amen Brother, aren't we all!", was lost to both of them in the pounding crescendo of release that sent rockets of steaming cum straight down Abby's waiting throat!

 

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As quickly as I came on to Jon was as quickly as I left him but not before I winked at him and whispered, “Don’t forget darling, we’re having dinner at the Dalyrymple’s tonight.”

I knew Jon was watching me with utter amazement so I sashayed by ass for him. I stopped before Mr. Dalyrymple and gave him a bear hug and a kiss on the cheek.

How are you Clyde, dear. I haven’t eaten a thing all day for I am saving up for your lovely wife’s award winning meatloaf.

Clyde was beside himself. His nostrils flared as the waft of my excitement consumed his nasal passages. His senses were alive for the first time in 25 years. A tent started forming in his pants.

“Ermmmm…yes…dinner…meatloaf..." Was all he could manage.

I gave him a low sultry laugh as I continued to sashay out the library. Jon just stood back and observed the whole interaction with an amused satisfying smile.

 

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The library interlude had been delightful and they carried it through to the very end, parting as strangers without even a wee peck on the cheek.
Jon watched his lovely wife walk out to the parking lot and slip into her car. She was probably on her way to the grocery store or the yacht club where she often sat in a dark cool corner to compose her erotic stories.
He managed to slip by Dalrymple without being seen and went out the side door.

As the afternoon went by with Jon unable to concentrate on his sketches he made a call to the Club.

"Abby why don't you just stay there and I'll join you for dinner. Afterwards maybe we'll go out dancing at the Tropicana...
No, no...don't worry I'll bring you something very nice to wear."

He had a very broad grin on his face when he hung up the phone.

 

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A quick apologetic phone call and a donation of $500.00 to the Women’s Guild excused us from dinner at the Dalyrymple’s. I smiled with elation for we haven’t been out dancing in a long while. And Jon was the only man in town who doesn’t have two left feet. I continued on my stories. One after another, I was finishing them in record speed. As soon as Jon finishes the illustration, they will be ready for mail.

When I hit the save button on my laptop, a wicked thought came to me. Checking my watch, I noticed I had an hour before Jon’s arrival. I hopped into my car and sped out of the parking lot. My plan consisted of driving to the next town for stuffy ole Pelican Cove doesn’t have a ‘Frederick’s of Hollywood’.

The salesgirl guided me to the appropriate rack. When I modeled the new outfit for her in the dressing room, she couldn’t help licking her luscious lips. I shivered with the cold making my nipples strain against the tight lace bodice. The blonde saleslady wasted no time showing me how easily the snap to the crotch opens. I knew I didn’t have any time, plus I wouldn’t dare do anything without my beloved Jon. When I backed away, the salesgirl straightened up with obvious disappointment. I had to smile when I saw her turn and sniff her fingers. The sight sent a gush of wetness to my crotch. With a sigh of regret, I told her to charge it to my account and don’t worry about wrapping the new purchase. I’ll just wear it under my dress.

I walked in the club’s dining room to find Jon sitting at the bar, discussing his latest golf outing with a few of his cronies.

 

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Jon was sitting at their corner table with Erik Chandler, the tall blonde golf pro from the club and Sal Trafficante a new arrival that all Pelican Grove had gossipped into being the New Orlean's Mafia Don's nephew.
He was.

All three rose from the table at Abby's arrival and Sal even went so far as to bow his handsome face over her outstretched hand for a continental kiss.
"Enchanté dear madam."

Mrs. North blushed charmingly,
"Why Mister Trafficante, you have the wrong language, can't you say it in Italian? That so turns me on..."

Jon interrupted quickly,
"Of course he can dear, and I think we should all be on a first name basis here, don't you?"
She winked at Erik as she sat in the seat he'd pulled out for her. She and Chandler had been on a VERY first name basis more than once.

After drinks were ordered, Jon slid his package across the table to her...
"There you are lover. A new evening gown, maybe you could model it for us. I'm sure the boys wouldn't mind."

They all assured her that they wouldn't mind a bit!

A few minutes later, Abby emerged from the Ladies lounge, dressed in a cranberry red satin gown that hugged her body like thin paint.The neckline was high but compensated by a plunging dip behind that revealed her tanned and lovely back all the way down to the swell of her derriere.

"You like it guys?"
They all nodded vigorously as she let a long beautiful leg slip through the slit skirt and rubbed it sensuously against Jon's thigh.

"Honey I bought something too. Would you like me to model it for you and the boys?"

"Oh hell yes!...we can't wait!"
His sentiments were echoed by the other two and as Abby walked through the dark interior of the Club to the lounge an idea for a new story was forming...
An x rated fashion show for three special buyers...

 

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I hoped up on stage and walked behind the velvety emerald green curtains. Jon was calm as ever. Sal and Erik were downing their drinks at record speed as they waited anxiously for what was in store for them. After a few long moments, Jon reached in his pocket, pulled out a silver vial and offered two oblong shaped pills to the others.

“What are these?” Sal’s Brooklyn accent was more pronounced after each gulp of his J&B.

Jon palms were in his face. “It’s a surprise for Abby. Just take them. It won’t hurt you.”

Erik, the adventurer grabbed a pill and swallowed it with his Gin and Tonic. Sal hesitant at first followed Erik’s lead. There was no way he will allow Erik the preppie to overshadow him. He grabbed the other pill and swallowed it one quick gulp. Jon swallowed two pills.

The lights dimmed.

“What the fuck?” Sal’s voice echoed in the empty lounge.

I walked out wearing the same dress and stopped in front of the microphone. All six masculine eyes were on me. My nipples were already hardening from the attention of three attractive males and what was about to come. Soon a beat started playing. Slowly, my hips started swaying and quickened with the sultry beat of Fever by Peggy Lee.

 

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"Damn I ain't heard that tune since I was a kid."
From the way Sal was staring at every move Abby made, Jon new his mind wasn't on Peggy Lee but he had a fever allright.
So did Erik and so did Jon, a raging burning fever in their loins which was turning their erections to aching, throbbing monters as their minds were filled with lust!

Damn Horace but these were primo pills!
Horace Bland the mild mannered, balding Revco Pharmacist who in his spare time concocted designer drugs for certain clientele had made these to order fo Jon. Modeled on the infamous and now illegal Wiagra they were doing their work magnificently.
Abby had never had a more appreciative audience!
So far all she'd done was slink out of her gloves, show a shapely leg and let down her hair but already Erik had released his pale cobra and was stroking it in time to the sultry beat,
Sal was pounding the table with one hand and had the other engaged otherwise beneath the table if it's rapid bouncing was any indication...
"SHOW US YOUR TITS BABY!"

Jon grinned. It was a good thing that a side effect of the drug was
a total loss of memory regarding ones actions under the influence.
These boys might be embarassed tomorrow.
He of course was every bit as aroused as they were...he'd taken two pills afterall!
But after a year of frequent usage Jon was getting a bit used to them. He popped a third...

"HELL YES LOOK AT THEM SWEET THINGS!"

Abby had finally released the twin temptations that would turn them all into ravening beasts!

 

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All six eyes bulged out at the sight of my twins being released. My dusty rose areolas pulsated from the fresh air and the excitement of the attention I was getting. I knew they were enjoying the show. And of course, dear Jon made sure they wouldn’t remember this the next morning so I was able to live out my fantasy.

I pranced around stage as the tempo quickened. Every sway and bump played tribute to Peggy Lee’s sultry voice.

“Take it all off!”

Sal’s demanding voice made me smile. He leaned back in his chair and was waving his cock in the air making sure its head was following me on stage. I arched my back and threw back my head allowing my breasts to extend out towards them like a 3D movie.

Someone grabbed me making me squeal in delight! I opened my eyes and smiled deep into Erik’s lustful baby blues. His angry cock was beating against my stomach. I grabbed his head and lowered it. His tongue followed down my neck and lifted my nipple before covering it with his hungry mouth.

Sal couldn’t stand it. He too jumped up and took over my other free nipple. My almond eyes peered over their heads and watched my dear Jon stroking his cock in rapid speed before I threw my head back with a growing moan.

 

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Watching Abby having her breasts mauled and sucked by two virile men always turned Jon on and now under the influence of a double Wiagra he was fit to burst and did!
His cock was barely out of his pleated cotton pants before it erupted in a fountain of hot white spend whose delicious drops his pretty wife did her best to catch on the tip of her little pink tongue.
This was quite a trick since Erik and Sal were now controling the action as they attempted to struggle out of their own clothes while tearing the red dress off her undulating body and continuing their sucking grip on her pulsing nipples... it was a wonder they were all still upright!
Jon wrapped an arm around Abby and kissed her long and deep. He could feel her quivering with pleasure as two mouths ravaged her breasts and two naked cocks beat against her thighs.
Jon slipped behind her and completed the strip tease by pulling the skin tight red dress over her derriere and down her legs until she could step out of it, then running his hands up her thighs he began kissing the backs of her long toned gams all the way to the curve of her ass, which he spread wide and began licking with practiced strokes of his stiff fat tongue.

Abby was shaking under the triple oral onslaught....
Her taught tingling nipples thrusting deep in the two mens mouths while they squeezed and fondled her breasts and Jon's tongue licking and tasting everything she had in her secret places while his hands dug in and spread her pretty buns wide as could be!

 

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I felt my ass tear from being pulled wide but soon his hungry tongue soothed it. His tongue played and licked my ass making me thrust back. Jon’s tongue soon left my ass and plunged deep into my canal and gave it a good swirl. My head was swooning with delirium I had to have something in my mouth.

“I need a….cock in my mouth!”

Soon both cocks were pressing between my rosy lips. I backed up pushing back on Jon’s fevered tongue.

“One at a time boys! I ummppffff…”

Sal was quicker. His fat sausage made its way between my teeth all the way to my throat in one quick thrust. He released a heavy gasp as he felt his cock raked by my teeth. Erik was determined to not being left out. He stroked his cock and rubbed its head all over my perfect face leaving trails of shiny precum.

My mouth worked on Sal’s cock sucking it fast and furious. From the sounds of deep moans, he was enjoying it immensely. My tongue was swirling around his veins as it guided it further down my throat. Meanwhile I was grinding back practically fucking Jon’s tongue.

Erik couldn’t hold back any longer. A loud scream emitted from his throat as he released streams after streams after streams of jism all over my face, neck and shoulder.

 

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Erik's cum erupted all over Abby's pretty face and swaying tits as she continued to deep throat Sals fat cock.
John felt her pussy spasm and contract on his sensitive tongue. She ground her swollen petals on his face and he did his best to lick his way into her womb.
His hand snaked between her legs and found her sensitive pearl.
He pinched it and began rubbing it fast with his fingers while his thumb sank into her pussy joining his mouth in it's tantalizing play.
He kept one hand free for masturbation of course and was about to let himself go all over the back of her thighs when he felt her shudder and tighten...a wave of warm creamy juice suddenly filled her passage and she groaned with intense pleasure as she spent heself in Jon's hot mouth.

Sal saw her body go tense and new she was cumming. He grabbed at her hair and rammed his cock as far down her throat as he could, releasing the pent up load he'd been building since she first appeared in the slinky red dress.

Unable to contain the flow and lost in the midst of her own orgasm, Abby released Sal's gushing cock and took the last of his
cum all over her face and parted lips, a second glistening coat added to Erick's, as she continued to grind her dripping pussy into her husbands hungry mouth.

 

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I knew my first orgasm wasn’t the last for the wonderful homemade drug lasts for hours. I remained on all fours enjoying the feeling of my body soaking the protein from the Sal and Erik’s cum. Jon stood up and parted my legs wider. Without allowing my mind-blowing orgasm to recede, he thrust quickly and forcefully until he was buried to the hilt.

Sal and Erik stood back watching with intensity. Their eyes were fixated on the lovely sight of my swollen lips stretched and accepting Jon’s thick member as he arched his back and fucked me long and hard. Sal and Erik stood on the sidelines stroking their meat back to its full size and cheered Jon on.

“That’s it! Give it to her. Look at the way her cunt is loving it.”

“That’s right, fuck her hard. Oh yeah, make her take it.”

Jon couldn’t hold out any longer. After a few quick grunts and encouragements from his compadres, he thrust in one last time and spilled his pent up seeds and fell on my back.

He pulled out dripping his cum down the back of my thighs.

My eyes blazing with lust as I turned to Sal and Erik. “Who’s next?”

 

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"Me!"
Erik pushed Sal out of the way and rammed his cock into Abby's twitching sex. She groaned and collapsed on her elbows raising her pretty ass even higher in the air.
Sal was standing right beside her breathing heavily, his fists balled tight...
Erik had her by the hips and was thrusting his ravenous 'hardon' into her with fanatic determination.

"Are you enjoying this Honey?"
Jon knelt down and stroked her hair.
"UmmmmmmHmmmmmmmm...."
She managed to get out and wiggled back further on the blonde Adonis' glistening pole.

Her fingers dug into her husbands forearm...
"I'm gonna cum Jon."
She whispered through clenched teeth. And she did...
Her body thrust back and went rigid on the plunging rod.

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!"
Jon raised her chin and ran his tongue into her mouth as she shuddered through another orgasm.

"My turn ass hole"...he dimly heard.

But Erik showed no sign of quitting.
"Hang on ...Sal...I havn't...."

"Oh yeah you have!"

Smack!

Erik disengaged himself straight backwards, his cock spouting cum high into the air as Sal's fist connected on his chin!

"You sonofabitch!"

Jon wrapped an arm around his still quivering wife.
"Come on baby, time to go."

Behind them they could hear Sal and Erik taking the place apart...

 

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What a relief! Thank God, they won’t remember a thing in the morning. Though the thought of Sal and Erik waking up to black eyes and blank memory banks made me giggle like a schoolgirl.

Just before we jumped in our appropriate vehicles, Jon called out. “Follow me.” I nodded and grinned. The gleam in his eyes told me we wouldn’t be going straight home.

After driving a short distant, Jon’s red Miata made a quick turn into a dark winding road. When I recognized a familiar entrance sign, I shivered with delight. Lake Manatee was well known to the younger generation. It’s where they all go to make out.

Jon was waiting for me as I pulled my car next to his and jumped in the passenger’s seat.

“Hey babe…remember this place?” His soft voice made me shiver with delight.

I nodded and my hands reached out to cup his face. My palms pulled him closer allowing our kiss to meet softly. Our kiss grew into a deeper passionate embrace. Our breathing turned ragged. The car windows were steaming up. Our hands were everywhere. Jon pulled me off his lips. He grabbed the back of my head and nudged it down.

“I want your lips on my cock, babe.”

My eyes fell to see a large lump pointing upwards. The lust clouded my eyes making me bat my eyes innocently.

“Oh why Jon, you know I don’t do that sort of thing.”

He smiled at my coyness. Playing the virgin was one of my favorite pastimes….

 

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"Baby..."

She looked up wide eyed and innocent.

"Maybe we should wipe the cum off your cheek before you say that."
He grinned, flipped out his shirt tail and cleaned the residues of passion from her pretty face.
"You were wearing a red plaid skirt the night you first gave me a blow job. I remember it vividly."

Abby looked at him coyly under long lashes.
"I wore that skirt with all the boys I gave blow jobs too darling...surely you can't expect me to remember every one."

"Hmmmmm...your right, that's asking to much.
Here..."
He unzipped his fly and released his pale stiff cobra.
"Maybe if you look at it closely you'll remember."

Abby scooted up on the seat, tucked her long legs under her and poked it.
"Ewwww!...very resiliant!"
She wrapped her fingers around the thick base, squeezed and slowly pulled the soft skin upwards over the steel hard shaft within.
Her thumb was rubbing the sensitive tip, massaging precum into it...
"Gee Jon, I'm trying hard to remember."

"OhhhhhhhGOD!...baby just hush and suck my cock...PLEASE!"