Horny to bed wife

CHAPTER EIGHT

At the party Sally became especially good friends with Greg and his pretty red-haired wife Bobbi, and a few days later they phoned and invited her to a swingers' get-together at their apartment. Sally eagerly accepted. She was sold on the swinging life and could hardly wait to try it again.

It was just a matter of inventing another excuse to Jim so she could get out of the apartment all evening. But that turned out not to be necessary. On the night of the party, he called from the hospital to say that there'd been an emergency and he had to operate. He probably would be gone all night, he said.

So the coast was clear for Sally to have all the fun she wanted. She'd already learned that it didn't matter what she wore to a swingers' party, since she'd probably be naked most of the time. She showered, hopped into some jeans and a T-shirt, and set off for Greg's and Bobbi's place, humming happily to herself all the way.

The couple had a large apartment in a new high-rise building. Though they had no children, there were three bedrooms-for swingers who liked privacy, they explained. It was a large party, maybe fifty people, and Sally knew she'd have an excellent choice of partners. She could hardly wait to get started. She grabbed a drink from the built-in bar and began strolling through the crowd, looking for an attractive and willing man.

She didn't get very far, though, before her attention was totally riveted by one of the largest-and most beautiful-girls she'd ever seen in her life. This chick had to be six feet tall in her bare feet, and she had tits the size of watermelons-or so everybody discovered as she did a provocative striptease to the seductive stereo music that filled the living room.

Suddenly the girl was in the middle of the room, dancing and stripping, stopping all other activity cold. She had thick auburn hair that fell to her waist, luscious long legs, and a gorgeous curvy body. As she unveiled her huge firm tits, every man in the room was panting for her. Those big melons didn't sag at all when she whipped off her bra, and her large cone-shaped nipples were stiff with lust.

The big girl whirled around the floor as she teasingly inched down her lacy bikini panties. By now several guys had spilled their drinks or fallen out of their chairs as they watched her. The panties finally slithered down her long, long legs, and she kicked them high into the air. Some guy grabbed them and stuffed them in his pocket for a souvenir. Everyone gawked at the girl's large natural auburn bush.

"Some people have everything," Sally sighed to Bobbi, who'd just come up beside her.

"Tell me about it," Bobbi laughed. "That's Ginger, and she's a dancer, new in town. Every guy in the room wants to fuck her. Us ordinary girls might as well get a bridge game going."

"Oh, well," Sally smiled, "she can only fuck so many guys at the same time."

"You'd be surprised," Bobbi said. "Just wait'll you see her in action."

Naked, the six-foot auburn-haired beauty continued her exotic dance around the room, but by now several naked men were closing in on her-five of them to be exact. Sally watched with amusement, wondering who was going to win and who'd be left out. No way could one woman satisfy that many men at once. Or could she?

As Ginger saw the men approaching, she smiled invitingly and sank down on the rug. Then the men were swarming all over her, kissing and pawing and caressing. And Ginger's hands were all over them, too, rubbing hairy chests, squeezing bloated balls, and pumping stiff cocks. She was a very horny lady, and she wasn't ashamed to show it. Everybody else in the room was watching as intently as Sally. In fact nobody else was even trying to get it on.

"It's not a very swinging party so far," Sally said.

"Ginger has to leave early for a show," Bobbi explained, "so everybody just lets her go to it and have her pick of the men. Then after she leaves, the party goes into high gear. But everybody likes to watch Ginger first."

"I can understand why," Sally said.

The big girl was just as aggressive as the men who were fondling her. Pretty soon she was directing traffic, so to speak. She had one of the men, the guy with the largest prick, lie on his back. Sally shivered lustily as she studied the guy's cock. It was at least eight inches long and as thick as a woman's wrist, and it was standing up stiffly. Ginger climbed aboard and eagerly impaled her cunt on the huge slab of meat.

"Ahhhhh," she moaned.

Obviously Ginger liked big cocks, because she sure didn't hesitate with this one. Squatting right over his rigid fuck tool, she slammed her hips down greedily and took the guy's dick right to her womb in one greedy shove. As he felt his bloated cock sheathed in her red-hot cunt, the man's face flushed and his teeth flashed in a lusty grimace.

"Now fuck me," Ginger commanded hoarsely, "fuck me good and hard."

"My pleasure," the man replied.

As she squatted over him, he started hammering his huge hard cock in and out of her juicy gripping twat. Ginger gurgled happily as she felt the hard stuffing of her horny cunt, but she wasn't content for long. She had four other men to pick and choose from, all of them with steel-stiff cocks. She focused on a husky balding guy with a belly-hugging hard-on.

"Fuck me in the ass," she ordered.

Sally gasped and almost spilled her drink. Here was another kinky practice she'd never even dreamed of. The man was quite well hung, and she couldn't imagine how Ginger could take his rock-hard thick boner up her tiny asshole. Sally watched intently as the guy knelt behind her and rubbed the huge purple head of his prick in her oozing cunt cream, making the fleshy knob slick. Then he pressed it against the tiny puckered mouth of her shitter and pushed.

"Jesus, yes!" Ginger gasped.

Everyone in the room was staring as the man grunted and slowly crammed his stiff cock up her tiny asshole. Ginger bared her perfect white teeth in a wide grimace of ecstasy as she felt her shitter being stuffed full of hot pulsating meat. It didn't seem to hurt her at all, not even when he shoved all the way to his balls.

"My God," Sally whispered to Bobbi, "how can she do that?"

"Practice, practice, practice," Bobbi smiled.

Now Ginger had a bellyful of cock, one huge boner hammering in her cunt and another plowing deep in her asshole. She gurgled and squealed with pleasure as the two men matched their pumping rhythms and pistoned into her at the same time, stuffing her almost breathless with throbbing cock-meat. Sally couldn't help feeling wicked excitement as she watched. It really would be wild to fuck two men at once.

"Yessss, fuck it to me, both of you," Ginger hissed, "fuck my cunt, fuck my asshole."

There was a kind of collective moan from all the men in the room as they watched. Moaning even louder were the three naked guys still waiting for Ginger's attention. They were crouched right beside her as she took the two deep-plowing cocks in her twat and brownie, and they all had fierce cockstands, their pricks oozing thick hot streams of juice.

But Ginger enjoyed her double fucking for a few minutes before turning to the other men. "One of you on either side of me," she barked.

One guy moved too slowly, so he was left out. The other two stood on either side of Ginger, and she grinned and reached for their stiff cocks, fisting them in her large but shapely hands. She began to jack off the two panting red-faced men, her hands working in perfect rhythm. Sally felt a hot rush of lust as she watched. Two purple cock heads peeked out from Ginger's fists, both weeping big globs of hot cream.

Now only one man was left without the big girl's attention-but not for long. Once she got a good rhythm going, taking the two cocks in her cunt and asshole and pumping the two cocks in her fists, she turned to the remaining man and commanded, "Stand in front of me and I'll suck you off."

The guy looked like he'd just met Santa Claus coming down the chimney. With a big delighted grin, he stood in front of her, straddling the body of the man who was fucking her, and fisted his painfully engorged dick. Gingerly he bent it down to touch her lips. Ginger did the rest, going for it like a frog after a fly. The next thing the guy knew, his cock was buried right to the balls in her boiling wet mouth.

"Shit, yeah!" he yelped.

Ginger started sucking loudly and greedily on the man's cock. The men were panting, and so was everyone else in the room by now. Sally heard her own harsh breathing as she watched. She felt incredibly turned on by the kinky scene, half-wishing she was in Ginger's place. It would be the adventure of a lifetime-but could she do it? Obviously Ginger had had plenty of experience.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm," Ginger moaned, "mmmmmmmmmmmmm."

She never missed a stroke as she jacked off the two moaning guys at her side. Thick cocks slammed in and out of her cunt and asshole. She sucked ravenously and noisily on a fifth guy's prick, her throat muscles working busily as she gulped down his drooling prick cream. Gradually her big body became totally flushed with arousal.

"Wow!" Sally exclaimed. "Have you ever tried that?"

"Not that many guys," Bobbi said, "but I did three once."

"How?" Sally asked eagerly.

Bobbi whispered to her, and Sally's eyes got wide. She wasn't sure it was something she wanted to try, but she was eager to make it with more than one man like she'd done at Phil's party. She just didn't think she'd ever be in a class with Ginger. She couldn't imagine herself satisfying five men at once without missing a beat.

"Uummmmmm," Ginger loudly moaned.

It was apparent that the big-titted girl was coming. Her tall body shook and shuddered, and her eyes rolled shut. She gave loud muffled moans of ecstasy, her mouth still crammed with bloated cock. Then the guy she was sucking off gave a bellow and started fucking hard at her mouth, filling it with steaming jizz. Ginger eagerly gulped down his load as she came.

Then it seemed like everybody was coming at once, the men groaning and howling and shooting thick jizz in every direction. The two guys Ginger was jacking off shot their wads onto her tits and belly, and the other two guys filled her cunt and asshole. Sally felt insanely excited and almost came herself just from watching. She rubbed her thighs together and felt scorching pussy juice soaking through her panty crotch.

At last the six performers rolled apart, and everybody gave Ginger a big round of applause. Her lust satisfied, she turned out to be a rather shy and quiet type. "Hey, thanks, everybody," she said, "I gotta run."

Ginger scrambled into her clothes and was gone, leaving her partners exhausted and everybody else horny. Sally was more anxious than ever to find a suitable partner. Many people started stripping off their clothes, and she did, too, wanting to be all ready for any action she encountered. She saw a man looking at her across the room, a big hairy-chested guy with a thick mustache.

Sally smiled and strode toward him. She was far too horny to feel shy about making the first move. As she approached, the big man broke into a grin, and he eagerly watched her big round tits wobbling as she walked. Then his eyes darted to her pretty little triangular bush, and his stiff cock gave a horny lurch. It was a huge cock, about eight inches long and very thick. Sally creamed as she got close to it.

"Hi," the man said hoarsely, "I'm Mitch."

"I'm Sally," she beamed, "and I'm very, very horny."

"Then you came to the right guy, Sally," he growled.

It all happened so fast, she didn't know quite how he did it, but the next thing she knew, she was being fucked in a very strange position. Mitch was standing up, cupping her ass, and pressing her against the wall. Her legs were wrapped around his waist-she must have flung them there instinctively when he lifted her off the ground. His enormous rock-hard cock was plowing hard to her womb.

"Uhhhhhhhh!" Sally gasped.

"Take it, baby," he growled, "take every inch of my cock."

It was a kind of brutal position. Pressed against the wail and held there by his superior weight, she couldn't escape the massive deep blows of his big hard cock. Luckily, she didn't want to escape. She craved that kind of animalistic fucking, a thorough stuffing and reaming of her hungry little cunt. She slumped back against the wall and gurgled with pleasure as she took Mitch's jack-hammering cock.

"Ooooooh, yesssss! Fuck it to me! Fuck it to meeeeeee!" she whimpered.

"You like it hard?" he leered.

"I love it," she moaned. "Fuck me, Mitch, fuck the living shit out of me!"

The last thing she saw was his flushed leering face as she screwed her eyes shut in ecstasy. With his big body in the way, she couldn't see the rest of the action in the room anyway, and she wanted to concentrate just on the blinding ecstasy she felt as she took his steady hard fucking. Each savage deep lunge of his cock gave her exquisite sensations.

Still she wasn't completely cut off from the rest of the party. She could still hear everything that went on, and some of it was pretty wild:

"Come and sit on a happy face, doll."

"Unnnhhhh, yesss, stick your finger up my ass.

"Aaaggghhhhh, dammit, shove your ice cubes somewhere else."

Sally was kind of sorry to be missing some of that kinky action, but she was really glad she'd run into Mitch. Mitch had no talent, no finesse, no subtlety-he just wanted to fuck her brains out. At this point, after watching Ginger and her five partners, Sally was so horny that she really craved a steady brutal fucking. So Mitch was just the right partner for her.

"Unnnnnhhhhhhh! Arrrggghhh!" Mitch growled.

He was fucking into her faster and faster as his arousal grew, cramming her juicy little cunt almost to bursting with his wrist-thick eight-incher. Each deep shove spread her delicate cunt lips enormously, and then he plowed all the way to her womb, his huge balls slapping her wet slit. His hairy nut sac hit her pussy with a loud spanking noise, and his reaming cock made an obscene sucking sound as it forced the thick hot cream from her twat.

"Ahhhhh, God, it's so good," Sally moaned.

"Glad you like it, baby," Mitch panted. "Some chicks think I fuck too hard."

"You, Mitch? Impossible," Sally said dryly.

He took that as a compliment and fucked into her even harder and faster, making her whole body shake and shudder. She expected her teeth to start rattling at any moment, Her big ripe tits jiggled obscenely against his hair-matted chest, and his flat belly smacked loudly against hers. It was the most savage animalistic fuck she'd ever had in her life, and she was loving every second of it.

"Oooooo, fuck me, you big bastard! FUCK!" she wailed.

"Hey, you're my kind of chick," he grinned. "I could go on fucking like this for an hour."

Sally wondered if she'd ever be able to walk again after that. She dug her nails into his broad sweaty shoulders and moaned with ecstasy as she took the deep ramming and pistoning of his massive fuck tool. It was just like fucking a horse, she thought.

Pretty soon she started to come, and it seemed like she couldn't stop. That had never happened to her before-one hot blast after another, like a string of firecrackers. Mitch's tirelessly pistoning prick just wouldn't let her stop climaxing. For the first time in her life she was able to absolutely glut herself on orgasms.

"Oooooo, Mitch, you're doing it to me! I'm coming!" she shrieked.

Five minutes passed and Sally was learning the meaning of the expression "fucked out." She'd come until she couldn't come any more, but Mitch was still panting and plowing away as if he were a machine plugged into an outlet. She glanced up at his face and saw a vacant blissful look in his eyes. He hadn't been kidding-he'd obviously be content to go on fucking for hours.

Well, she could hardly complain. She'd been fantasizing about a fuck like this for years. She slumped back against the wall and let Mitch do the work. Though she couldn't see anything but his big hairy chest, she could hear new sounds-someone was arriving late at the party. Bobbi had gone to the door and was greeting someone. Sally didn't catch the name, but the voice was male.

"Sorry I'm late," he said, "but I got hung up at work."

"No problem," Bobbi replied, "the party's still going strong."

"So I see," he chuckled.

The voice somehow sounded familiar. Sally made a real effort to raise herself and peer over Mitch's shoulder, but by then the newcomer had faded into the crowd. She was going to ask if they could turn around when suddenly Mitch gasped, stiffened for a moment, and then started fucking into her like a pile-driver gone out of control. Her body was battered against the wall, her cunt brutally crammed.

"Awwwwwwwwww, fuck, shit! I'm coming!" Mitch bellowed.

To her astonishment, Sally came right along with him, a body-rocking orgasm that almost made her pass out. She couldn't ever remember being so well and thoroughly fucked in her life. Mitch hammered his load into her, and it seemed like he shot a gallon of the stuff. It overflowed her crammed twat and dripped onto the rug. At last the big man staggered backwards and lifted her off the thick impalement of his cock.

"Hey, that was terrific," he grinned, "just the way I like it. If you want more later, baby, just look me up."

"I'll keep that in mind, Mitch," Sally said, wincing a little as she walked away to get another drink.

One horse-fuck an evening was enough, as far as she was concerned. Now she needed something more gentle and sensuous. She made herself a tall cool vodka and tonic and strolled around taking in the action and looking for a likely partner. Then Bobbi came hurrying over to her, naked, her pretty tits wobbling. Nobody in the room seemed at all self-conscious about being naked.

"Sally, there's some guys who are just dying to meet you," she said.

"More than one?" Sally asked with a mock shudder.

"I know," Bobbi giggled, "you just fucked Mitch. But you'll recover, believe me, and these guys are lot more gentle. I think you'd have a really wild time with them."

Sally couldn't resist. Her longing for novelty and adventure had been bottled up for so many years that she couldn't help satisfying it now. She laughed and nodded, and Bobbi took her hand and led her over to three attractive men sitting on the couch. They all looked like models for beer ads-tanned, rugged, and very handsome. And sure enough, they were all drinking beer.

"Here she is," Bobbi grinned.

"Hi, Sally," one of the guys said, "we've been watching you, and we're really interested in getting it on with you."

As she'd learned before, this was not an average cocktail party. Nobody was uptight, nobody was embarrassed, and nobody was offended. She was new at swinging, and she felt a little strange about accepting a blatant proposition from three guys at once-but what else could she do? There was no percentage in being coy.

"That sounds like fun," she smiled. "Just what did you have in mind?"

"First you should sit on my lap and finish your drink," said the guy who was apparently the leader of the trio.

He pulled her gently down on his lap-or rather on his hot stiff cock. Sally lustily wiggled her ass against the hard throbbing meat and felt his prick juice leaving sticky trails on her ass and thighs. While she sipped her drink, the young man introduced himself as Gil and his friends as Ben and Roger. They all looked alike to Sally-deeply tanned, sun bleached hair, rugged hairy bodies. And they all looked very sexy.

They chatted about swinging, and Gil caressed Sally's tits, gently squeezing and massaging. There was nothing rough about his touch, but within a minute her tits had responded, swelling up taut with arousal. He ran his thumbs over her soft conical nipples, and they mushroomed into long stiff buds. Sally creamed all over his hairy thigh.

"I feel you getting wet for me, baby," Gil chuckled. "Am I right?"

"You sure are," Sally sighed. "It won't take me a second to finish this drink."

She poured down the last of her drink and set the glass aside. Gil drew her down on the couch, his friends helping, until she was stretched out naked over all their laps. It was strange and exciting to feel three stiff cocks poking against her. Gil kept on fondling her big engorged tits, while Roger, at the other end of the couch, started doing something kinky and exciting with her toes. Ben, in the middle, got to play with her pussy.

"Ohhhhh, my God," Sally moaned.

She'd never felt anything like it, but then she'd never had three men playing with her body at once. Roger was massaging her toes one at a time in a way that made her wild with arousal, and Gil was bending low now to whip her stiff sensitive nipples with his hot wet tongue. Ben had slid a stiff finger between her legs and was rimming the tight-ringed mouth of her cunt. She creamed furiously and whimpered with pleasure.

"Oh, wow, you guys are getting me so turned on!" she cried.

"This is just for openers," Ben leered. "Wait till the main act."

Sally gurgled and moaned, dizzy with pleasure, as they expertly played with her toes, pussy and tits. She was creaming all over Ben's finger and thighs, but there was nothing she could do about it-she was just too insanely aroused. When her body was flushed and shivering with lust, the men gently laid her down on the rug.

Gil joined her, pushing her legs open and lowering himself between them. Sally whimpered with need as he wedged the big hard head of his stiff cock into her drooling little cunt. She moaned hoarsely as he slowly pushed into her, filling her greedy twat with thick throbbing meat. He pushed until his bloated balls pressed her slit.

"Unnnhhhh, yes, get into meeeee," she whined.

"Her cunt's nice and hot," Gil eagerly told his buddies. "Jesus, it's hot."

Sally felt his thick boner butting her womb, and she drenched the throbbing meat with molten pussy cream. Gil shivered lustily as he felt the scalding bath. He shoved his big hands under her hot little ass, got a good grip, and began fucking into her slowly, deeply and sensuously. It was just the opposite of Mitch's savage fucking, and Sally needed the change. Her pretty face twisted in a grimace of ecstasy.

"Ohhhhh, yes, Gil, fuck me!" she whimpered. "It feels so good, fuck me forever."

"I'll sure as hell try," he leered.

Sally forgot everything else as she took his slow steady reaming of her cunt. Each sensuous deep glide of his cock gave her a prolonged and delicious wave of pleasure. Her gushing cream soon overflowed her stuffed twat and dribbled down the crack of her ass. Her cunt got hotter by the second as she drifted towards climax.

"Fucking you good, baby?" Gil asked hoarsely.

"Mmmmmm, I love it," Sally sighed.

"Great," he said, "I'm gonna roll you over now so Ben can get in on the fun. Just hang onto me."

Sally wasn't sure what he meant, but she did as he said, convinced it would be fun. She clung to his big hairy body, and he rolled over, taking her with him. Now he was on his back and she was sitting on him, riding his slowplowing prick. She knelt there and gurgled with pleasure, her thick pussy juice flooding down her thighs and soaking his balls and lower belly. Then she felt someone grasping her hips from behind.

Startled, she whirled and saw Ben kneeling behind her, straddling Gil's outstretched legs. He was grinning broadly. She felt him rubbing the engorged hard head of his cock between her legs, dipping and smearing it in her slippery cunt cream. Then he pressed the huge fleshy knob against the tiny puckered mouth of her shitter.

"Oh, my God!" Sally gasped. "Ben, I don't know if I can take it. I never did that before."

"No problem," Ben said from behind her, "I'm an expert. You just relax, honey, and I won't hurt you a bit."

Sally did her best to relax, and Ben very slowly and gently wedged the knobby head of his dick into her pencil-slim asshole. As he'd promised, he was very careful, inching into her shitter ever so gradually, and soon she was panting with excitement. It was an incredibly exciting sensation to have two cocks in her belly. As Ben eased his prick up her ass, Gil kept fucking her slowly and sensuously.

"Oooooooh!" Sally squealed.

"See, I told you you'd dig it," Ben chuckled.

Sally felt his big coarse-haired balls come to rest against her brownie, and she gave a lusty shudder and a big sigh. She'd taken every inch of his thick throbbing prick in her tiny shitter, and she'd loved every second of it. She was stuffed breathless with rock-hard cock, one cramming her greedily gripping cunt, the other crowding her red-hot little asshole. Ben and Gil began to fuck her with exactly the same rhythm, and she groaned in ecstasy.

"Ohhhhhhhhh, my God, that's fantastic," she whined, "I just love it."

Roger was still standing by, but it was obvious where his stiff cock was going. As soon as Gil and Ben were steadily and rhythmically fucking her ass and cunt, Roger stood in front of her and straddled Gil's body, and Sally eagerly opened her mouth to take his rigid drooling dick. It glided over her tongue and touched the back of her throat, and she closed her lips around it and began to suck greedily.

"Jesus, yeah, suck," Roger groaned.

"Mmmmm, uuummmrnm," Sally moaned.

It was hard to believe she was taking on three guys at the same time, when only a week ago she'd been a faithful and frustrated wife. A week ago she wouldn't have dreamed of fucking anybody but Jim, let alone taking three cocks at once. She felt dizzy with excitement as she sucked ravenously on Roger's tasty cock and took Gil and Ben's hard-plowing boners in her cunt and asshole.

As with Mitch, she started coming and she couldn't stop. With each body-rocking spasm she got more excited, sucking the hot jizz right out of Roger's violently throbbing cock. Her ass squeezed Ben's prick almost flat, and her convulsing cunt suctioned the come out of Gil's bloated balls. They were all coming at the same time, moaning and writhing.

"Mmmmmmm! Uuummmmm!" Sally moaned.

She was getting hot jizz from every direction. It was filling her mouth, her cunt, her shitter. She came violently, almost passing out, and nearly a full minute passed before her final climax faded away. Then she opened her eyes, glanced around, and saw her husband, Jim.

Sally gasped. It was Jim, all right, standing no more than a few feet away staring at her. He was stark naked-and he looked mad as hell.