The wife's wild urge

CHAPTER FIVE

"I'm a little surprised at both of you," Trish said. "I didn't think you had this in you."

Lynn was startled as she looked up into the amused face of her best friend. They had been so busy they hadn't heard Trish coming in. Lynn wondered how long she had been standing there watching.

"I saw a nice show," Trish said, as if reading her mind. "A private performance. And it was very good!"

Lynn didn't bother trying to hide. She knew what she looked like. She looked wild and her face was covered with Pete's cum. There was no sense in trying to hide anything. Trish had seen everything there was to see.

Pete was a different matter. He was frantically trying to pull on his shorts. He looked almost comical pulling them up his hairy legs in such a hurry. He looked a little pale, also. Lynn felt a little sorry for but. He wasn't so sure of himself anymore.

"I wondered what happened to you," Trish said.

"I never imagined I'd find this."

"I can explain," Pete said.

"There's nothing to explain," Trish said. "I've got eyes. I know what's been going on. Lynn's husband left her so every man in the neighborhood's been hitting on her. Poor child. I don't think she was ready for all this popularity."

Lynn was looking at her friend with shock. Lynn hadn't expected Trish to behave so cool about this. Trish had always seemed to be a little prudish. But here she was looking like they were sitting in the kitchen over a cup of coffee.

"Even my husband, the bastard," Trish said. "He couldn't wait to get your panties down."

"I'm sorry, Trish," Lynn said. "I didn't mean to mess with your husband. Honest."

"Don't worry about it," Trish said. "The bastard's been after anything in panties for as long as I can remember. I don't mind. I wouldn't have married him if he had been a namby-pamby type. I like men with a little gusto."

She grinned. Lynn couldn't help feeling that there was something wrong. She had never known Trish to act like this. But perhaps she had never really known Trish. They had been friends, but not the kind of friends that shared bedroom secrets. Lynn started to realize that she had been the one who was prudish. She had just never thought to ask Trish about her love habits.

"Are you going to tell my wife?" Pete asked.

"Don't be an idiot," Trish said. "I'm not going to tell anybody. And you don't have to put your pants back on either. Not unless you really want too!"

"What do you mean?" Pete asked. "I don't have to put my pants back on?"

"I mean that I enjoyed the show. It made me feel a little randy. I thought I might join the party."

Pete's mouth dropped open. It was one thing to fuck a woman like Lynn. She had been abandoned by her husband. But this was different. It was quite another thing to think of fucking a woman like Trish.

Trish was probably the most beautiful woman in the neighborhood. She was the kind of woman that every man thought about fucking. Trish was cool and cultured. She could make a man hard just looking at her.

And she had a husband who could break logs with his bare hands.

Pete was scared. He wanted no part of this. A man could get killed messing with a woman like Trish. Yet, he found his legs wouldn't move. He could feel tension in his balls. Just the thought of making it with two beautiful women made him break out in a sweat.

"Do you mind if I join the party?" Trish asked.

Lynn was the first to speak. "You're not serious?"

"Why not?"

"You mean all of us," Pete blurted out. "You mean, you want all of us…"

"You're both acting like you're shy," Trish said.

"I would have never believed it. You weren't acting very shy when I came into the room."

"I just can't believe you're serious," Lynn said.

"I'll show you how serious I am," Trish said. "I'll show you proof in living color!"

Trish had a suggestive smile on her face. She bent over and grabbed the hem of her knit skirt. Slowly she pulled it up her body. Pete saw her long, tanned legs and then her creamy thighs. There was no longer any sense in even trying to put on his shorts. His cock had grown as hard as rock.

"Ummm," Trish said. "I can see that you're interested so far!"

Lynn couldn't believe this was happening. She watched as Trish finished peeling off the knit skirt. She fluffed her blonde hair out as she pulled the skirt over her head. She had nothing on but those sheer black panties. Lynn could almost count every blonde pussy hair through those flimsy black panties.

"My God!" she said.

"Do you like?" Trish asked.

She did a turn for them. Pete could feel his heart pounding as he ogled her creamy flesh. She was so damned gorgeous. His palms itched to take hold of her. It suddenly didn't matter if she had a husband who could kill him. Nothing mattered except getting his eyes and hands full of her hot flesh.

"You're fantastic," Pete said.

"Ummmmm," Lynn agreed. "I always knew you were built good, but I never realized…"

"Then I get to join your party?" Trish asked. "I pass inspection all right?"

"Good God yes," Pete groaned. "Your husband might kill me, but God yes!"

Trish laughed. "Don't worry about my husband. He's not going to care!"

Trish moved close to Pete. He could feel those gorgeous twin peaks pressing lightly against his chest. He wanted to grab them. Instead he put his arms around her back and pulled her close. He kissed her. Her mouth tasted sweet. He felt her I tiny, sharp tongue darting into his mouth. He just couldn't believe this was happening to him. It didn't happen to men like him.

"You are hard, and ready," Trish said, as she wiggled closer. "Your cock feels like it's going to poke a hole in me."

He tried to push her down on the bed but she put both hands against his chest and held him back. "Whoa. We don't want to rush things. I'm ready, but we wouldn't want to leave Lynn out."

Lynn was shocked a second time. Trish turned and jumped onto the bed beside Lynn. She felt Trish's warm, vibrant lips brush against her shoulder and then her mouth. At first Lynn was cold. She had never been kissed by another woman before. She felt like there should be something wrong with it, something dirty.

Then she felt Trish starting to lick her face just like a friendly puppy. It took Lynn a few moments before she realized what Trish was doing. Trish was licking away Pete's cum.

"Ummm," Trish said. "Your cum tastes good, Pete. I'm going to have to taste some of you first hand!"

Trish put her sweet mouth back against Lynn's. Lynn tasted the salty flavor of Pete's cum. She tasted Trish's fiery little tongue darting into her mouth. Suddenly she didn't want to be cool anymore, but she didn't know how to respond. She felt shocked and pleased at the same time.

"Let me show you what feels nice," Trish said. Lynn was startled as she felt Trish's soft lips against her neck. She felt Trish's lips sliding down her body. She felt the first burning touch of those lips against the gentle slope of her tit. She kept thinking that it was wrong to allow another woman to do this, but she didn't try and stop her. She could only sigh in pleasure as she felt Trish's wet tongue making little circles on her nipple.

"Oh Trish," Lynn cried out. "Oh, that's nice!"

"You have sweet tasting tits," Trish said. "So deliciously sweet. I love them!"

Trish knew what to do with her mouth to make Lynn feel deeply aroused. Lynn felt her creamy globe being sucked into the hot, liquid tightness of Trish's mouth. She felt Trish's sharp little teeth biting gently on her flesh. She felt Trish's tongue still making those shivery little circles on her nipple.

"You're making me feel so hot," Lynn cried out.

Trish moved her head from one of Lynn's tits to the other. Lynn could feel Trish's silky soft hair brushed her excited skin. Lynn no longer thought of right and wrong. Her pussy was dripping juice and she could only think of how good Trish was making her feel.

She pulled at Trish's hair and this time she kissed Trish back on her open mouth. She pushed her tongue at Trish's and wiggled against it. She felt shiverish. She'd never realized kissing another woman could make her feel hot. Trish pressed closer and she could feel Trish's big firm tits against her arm.

"Don't you want to do something nice for me, now?" Trish asked.

Trish rolled over on her back and she grabbed Lynn by the hair. Trish only had to exert a slight pressure before Lynn was dropping her head. Lynn took a long look at the hard red nipples before she put her mouth against one of them. She felt Trish squirming as she sucked the nipple into her mouth. Lynn wasn't sure what she was doing, but she tried to do everything Trish did to her.

"That's the way," Trish moaned. "You're doing nice. You have a sweet mouth!"

Pete had watched long enough. He felt like it was time for him to get into action. He climbed onto the bed with the two women. He lowered his head to Trish's free tit. He could see Lynn's mouth sucking as he started kissing Trish's tit.

"Oh God," Trish moaned. "This is nice. Both of you sucking on me is so nice!"

Pete pressed closer and he could feel his cock pressing against Trish's soft thighs. He moved his head from her tit. He kissed her throat and then her lips. He felt her tongue in his mouth again. There was something both innocent and wild about her kisses. He felt her hand grabbing for his cock.

"You've got a nice big one, Pete," she said. "I like a man with a big cock. It feels good!"

He felt her hot fingers lacing around his big prick. He felt her slim hand moving up and down. He gave a low groan. He felt his cock cream leaking out and dripping over her fingers. He watched her as she put her fingers in her mouth and sucked them dry.

"Ummm," she said. "You sure do taste nice!"

She put her hand back on his rigid flesh again. He felt two hands and he looked down to see that Lynn had reached over to fondle him also. He noticed that Lynn had painted her fingernails red. The effect of seeing her fingernails against his aroused flesh was startling. He could feel his cock growing harder. He could feel more of his jism leaking from the tip. He wanted to cram his cock into something.

"Ummmm," Trish said. "He's so hard. I think we should do something to make him feel better."

"Oh yes, let's," agreed Lynn.

Pete was really surprised by what happened next. He had never, in his wildest fantasy, imagined that anything like this could ever happen to him. He watched both of the beautiful women holding their hair back from their faces as they bent over his cock. He felt the delicious touch of two hot tongues.

"Oh Jesus!" Pete cried out.

Lynn took his prickhead into her mouth. It was like putting his prick into liquid lava. He felt that hot, wet tongue again. She was doing things to him. He fucked her mouth. He drove his prick deep into her throat and heard her gag.

Lynn spit his prick out but immediately Trish was on top of him. He had never had deep throat like Trish gave it to him. She drew the entire length of his throbbing cock all the way into her throat. He had never felt so much of his cock in a woman's mouth before. She started bobbing her head slowly, while her tongue worked on his steamy flesh.

"I've never felt anything like that before," he groaned. "Never! What a sweet sucking mouth! Jesus!"

Her blonde head bobbed faster. He could feel Lynn's fingers brushing teasingly across his heavy balls.

He wanted to come in her mouth but he wanted the sweet feeling of her pussy even more. He finally had to pull at her head. She raised up with a smile on her lips.

"Don't you like that?" she asked.

"Oh yeah, baby," he answered. "I like it a lot. A little too much!"

"I think he's afraid he's going to shoot all that sweet jism into your mouth instead of your pussy," Lynn said.

"You said it, baby," Pete agreed.

"Mmmmm," Trish said. "That just wouldn't do."

Trish sat back on the bed. She spread her legs so that Pete could get the full view of her pussy. He could see the pink lips of her gash even though she still had on her black panties. He felt his palms getting itchy again.

"Is this what you want?" Trish asked.

"Goddamn right," Pete answered.

Trish grinned and spread her legs even wider. Pete heard the flimsy panty rip and it aroused the beast in him. Suddenly he was throwing himself on top of Trish. He shoved his hand down the front of her panties and covered her blonde mound.

"I'll show you a good time, baby," he told her. "I'll show you a fucking good time!"

He heard her sigh as he pushed a finger inside her wet box. She began to wiggle underneath him. She acted as if she was trying to escape but he knew that wasn't true. He started jabbing his finger in and out of her cunt.

"Oh yessss," she cried. "I like to be finger-fucked! I like that!"

"Let me take your panties off, Trish," Pete said.

"Hurry," Trish panted.

Pete took his hand out of her panties. He grabbed the tops of the wispy material and he ripped it down her cream colored thighs. He spread her legs again and looked into her pink gash. God, she had a sweet looking pussy. He wanted to put his mouth there first. He bent his head and pressed his face against her wet pussy.

"Ooooh, honey," Trish gasped. "That feels nice. That feels so nice!"

Pete stabbed his tongue between the luscious lips of her cunt. He felt her shiver as he tasted her pussy juices. He pushed his tongue in farther. He felt her ass jerking around on the bed. She put her hands on the back of his head and pulled him closer.

"Baby," she cried. "Eat me! Eat my cunt!"

He moved his tongue around in her hot wetness until he found her hard little clit. He sucked it between his teeth and bit down gently. She started going out of her mind. She was humping up and trying to make him bury his face in her pussy.

"I love it!" she screamed. "I love your cunt! God, I love it!"

Lynn was stretching out beside Trish. Pete could see her long raven hair falling around her face as she put her lips against Trish's. Pete had never seen two women kiss until today. It excited him. It made him want to suck Trish a little harder.

He was aware when Lynn started kissing Trish's big tits, although he could no longer see anything. Trish had pulled him tightly against her wet snatch and he was eating her frantically, feeling the shudders that went through her each time his tongue worked.

"I want to be fucked," Trish groaned. "I want your big prick in my pussy! I need it!"

"You're going to get it, sugar," Pete promised.

Pete moved up her luscious body, resting his chest on her big, round tits. There was nothing that could ever feel as good as those two creamy globes pressing against him. He could hear the beating of her heart and he knew she wasn't pretending. She was just as excited as he was.

"I'm going to fuck you silly," he said.

"Don't talk so much," she groaned. "Put it inside. Put that big cock in my cunt!"

Pete spread her soft thighs. He put his dick against the entrance to her tight fuck-hole. He could feel excitement going through his balls. He wanted that sweet pussy bad. He pushed forward and he felt the restriction of her pussy lips.

"Push hard," she groaned. "Stuff that meat in me! I'm tight, so don't worry. Just push! Aieeee!"

He pushed hard. His hot meat filled her fuck-hole with one stroke. He could feel her tight walls grasping at his flesh. He pulled half out of her and slammed his cock back into her again. He slipped his hands underneath her soft ass and lifted her up. His big knob was sliding deeper into her belly.

"That's the way," she cried. "Fuck me. Fuck me hard!"

He gave it to her as hard as he could. He could hear the loud sounds of his cock going into her cunt. He fingered the crack of her ass and then jammed a finger into her asshole.

"Aieeeee," she moaned. "You're making me crazy! You're making me crazy all over!"

"Fuck her good," Lynn said. "Fuck her like that!"

Lynn had never seen two people fuck before. Now she realized why so many men found dirty movies exciting. She felt weak and tingly all over.

She wished she had his big dick in her own pussy. She felt Trish fingering her titties. She felt a wet tingling in her cunt.

"Oh God," she moaned. "Fuck her, Pete! Harder!"

Trish's fingers slipped down between Lynn's legs. Trish knew exactly what Lynn needed. Trish's long, slender fingers probed between Lynn's legs. Lynn felt the fingers going deep into her cunt. She sighed. Trish started moving her fingers in and out of Lynn's pussy with the same rhythm that Pete was fucking her with.

"God, I need it different," Trish said. "I want it different!"

Lynn didn't understand what was happening as Trish made Pete move back. Pete didn't like it but Trish had command. Trish was turning over on her stomach. She got on her hands and knees like a dog and moved over to the edge of the bed.

Pete was standing up, now, and he was going to stuff his prick back into her pussy.

"No," Trish said. "That's now where I want it. Fuck me in the ass! That's where I like it!"

Pete looked stunned, then brutally excited, he spread apart Trish's pretty asscheeks and pressed his cock against her tiny puckered hole. He seemed a little hesitant.

"Put it in," Trish urged. "Go ahead. I've had it in the ass before!"

Pete shoved hard. Lynn could see the look of lust that came to Trish's face as Pete pushed his bloated cock into her asshole. Lynn expected her to cry out in pain. Instead, Trish pushed backward and took all of the length of his amused cock into her ass. Lynn felt her blood racing wildly as Pete fucked her.

"Come here, honey," Trish groaned.

She grabbed Lynn by her head and pulled her toward her. Lynn wasn't sure what was going on until she felt Trish trying to pull her underneath her crouched body. Then Lynn knew. Trish wanted Lynn underneath her, wanted her lips and tongue to work while Pete fucked her ass.

Lynn wasn't sure she wanted to do anything like that, but she allowed herself to be pulled. She slipped underneath Trish. Trish's big, firm tits rubbed her face.

"Take one in your mouth," Trish moaned. "Suck on it!"

Lynn opened her mouth and sucked one big nipple into her lips. She bit down on it gently. She felt Trish pushing more of her big tit into her mouth. She sucked on the hot, creamy flesh and used her tongue. She couldn't help feeling excited. She wanted to suck on Trish's tits. She wanted everything. All the exciting things she had never done before.

"Yes," Trish moaned. "Yes, I like that. But get down a little, baby. Go down more!"

Lynn had to slip off the bed as she went lower. She found herself looking up into the pink lips of Trish's cunt. She could see Trish shivering each time Pete stabbed his cock into her ass.

"Eat me, Lynn," Trish begged her. "Eat me while Pete fucks my asshole!"

Lynn raised her head and put her lips against Trish's cunt. She could smell the strong masculine smell of her cunt, where Pete had been fucking her.

She could also smell the sweet tingly smell of Trish's cunt juices.

She pushed her face into the hot, squirmy cunt of her best friend. She lost control of herself. She ground her face tightly against the sweet pussy. She started stabbing her tongue between the meaty lips, and feeling Trish shiver each time she did. She found Trish's clit with her tongue and she pulled it between her lips. She began to chew on it.

"Christ," Trish cried out. "Oh God, fuck me! I'm getting it now! I'm getting it hard! Oh fuck meeeeeee!"

Lynn tasted the juices of her best friend flooding her mouth. She started swallowing quickly to keep from choking. Suddenly she was tasting cum also. She realized that Pete had taken his cock from Trish's ass and his cum was dripping down her crack and into Lynn's mouth. She drank Trish's juices and Pete's cum as if she was drinking fine wine.

"Ummm," Trish moaned. "That felt, good. Good!"

Lynn was burning hot and she didn't know how she was going to be satisfied. Trish settled that question easily. Trish pulled Lynn back up on the bed and buried her blonde head in Lynn's muff. Immediately Lynn felt Trish's tongue snaking inside her pussy. Lynn had never had her pussy eaten this way before. Trish seemed to know how to chew on the moist parts of Lynn's pussy. It was because Trish was a woman and Trish knew what felt good.

"Oh Pete," Lynn moaned. "Suck on my tits, please! Come up and suck on my tits!"

Lynn felt hot and squirmy and Pete added to her excitement. He immediately put his face against her big tits. She felt his hot breath blowing on her aching flesh, then she felt his lips closing over one of her rubbery brown nipples. He sucked hard. Her flesh went into his throat as deep as it was possible. He started playing with her other tit with his free hand.

"I'm going to come," she cried. "I'm going to come! Dear Jesus, I'm coming! Coming! Cominggggggg!"

She bucked wildly as the spasms of pleasure went through her. She cried and scratched at Trish's back with her fingernails. She had never felt such a powerful orgasm.

"Hmmm," Trish said finally. "I guess we better be getting back to the party. People will start to wonder."

"I could never move," Lynn said.

"Try," Trish said. "Who knows? You night even get another chance with John before the evening is over!"