Nooner wife

CHAPTER FIVE

The Zephir was less than half full when Patty arrived. She had called Joe from Robert's hotel room, hoping that he hadn't tried to reach her at the house that morning. She need not have worried. He wasn't even in the office yet. She left a message with his secretary that she was having lunch with Marcia in town, and she would call him later.

"Hi. Sorry I'm late," Patty said, at last finding Marcia's table.

"That's okay. I just got here myself. I'm having a martini. Want one?"

"I don't think so," Patty said, and then laughed. "They make me horny if I have one in the middle of the day."

"What's wrong with that?" Marcia said, and signaled the waiter. "I'll have another one of these, and one for my friend."

"Boy," Patty said, "are you all dolled up."

"Got a little datey-poo this afternoon."

Then the drinks came and they ordered. When the waiter had left, Marcia leaned across the table, until her face was very close to Patty's. She spoke in a low whisper.

"Aren't you going to ask me who I'm going to fuck this afternoon?"

"Me, I hope" Patty said, using the same low tone.

"No such luck… this is business."

"Business?"

"Yeah," Marcia said, and then frowned.

"Shouldn't have said that. I'll tell you about it sometime." Then she changed the subject. "You didn't come home last night, did you?"

"How do you know that?" Patty replied.

"Your cat was at the station when I came in this morning. And I took the early train."

Patty pursed her lips. She desperately wanted to confide in her friend. She wanted to tell her about the wonderful, crazy evening she had experienced, and its ending that morning.

Marcia could sense it. "Want to tell me about it, honey?"

So Patty told her and ended the story by handing her friend the note. Marcia read it and looked up.

"How much was in the envelope?"

"How did you know-?"

"How much?"

"One hundred dollars," Patty said.

"Did you give him a good fuck?"

Patty giggled. "I sure did. I think I almost fucked his balls off!"

"Then he underpaid you."

"But I didn't fuck him for the money," Patty said. "I really wanted to get laid!"

"You going to give the money back, then?"

Patty thought for a moment, then made up her mind. "Hell, no I'm not. We can use it; Joe and I are so far in debt, I don't know how we'll ever get out."

"You know something, Patty, I think you're just like I am."

"How's that?"

"I think you need money… and you love to fuck."

"Well… bluntly speaking, I guess you're right."

"Then Madame Noon is your answer."

"Who the devil is Madame Noon?" Patty frowned.

"Later… I'll tell you later. Right now we're going to see a very important gentleman."

"Who?"

"Ever heard of Judge Wilpin?"

"Sure," Patty replied. "Everybody has. He's the judge who's dedicated to stamping out pornography."

"That's him," Marcia nodded, rising from the table and gathering her gloves and handbag. "C'mon… let's go!"

"What are we going to see him for?"

"To fuck him, of course."

"HI, Judge," Marcia said, preceeding Patty into the lavish apartment. "Meet Patty."

"Hello there," the judge replied, letting his eyes roam up and down Patty's luscious body in the form-fitting dress. "What's the occasion?"

"Special today," Marcia replied, removing her light wrap and gloves. "Two for the price of one!"

"Well, well," the judge said, rubbing his hands together with glee.

The judge was a tall, ruggedly built maim his early fifties, who looked ten years younger.

"Sit down, honey," Marcia said, "while the judge and I do a little business."

Patty quickly sat down in a large, comfortable sofa as Marcia and the judge moved across the room to a littered desk. She looked long and hard at the judge. She had often seen him on television, but now, in the flesh, she found that she was very attracted to his animal good looks and big rugged body.

Then they were walking back toward her.

"Good… good," the judge said, his eyes full of lust as he took in Patty's full tits in the skin-tight dress. "This is going to be one hell of an afternoon!"

"You two go ahead," Marcia said. "I'll watch, and then join in."

"But… what do you want me to do?" Patty said, still not getting the full drift of the situation.

"First of all, let's take off all of these fucking clothes," the judge said, and pulled down his fly.

"Just do as he says, Patty honey," Marcia said, sliding onto a stool at the bar and pouring herself a drink. "Take your clothes off and stand still. Maybe close your eyes. The judge will turn you on, honey. He's a genius at it."

"She's right, dear," the judge said. "Now let me help you with your clothes."

In a moment Patty was naked. Then the judge undressed himself carefully and when he, too, was completely nude she noted that he had a fine, youthful physique, tan, with well-developed muscles. He walked around the room, closing drapes, but all the time he had a magnificent hard-on.

"Now, sit very quietly, put your hands on your hips, and close your eyes, my dear."

Patty did as he was told; suddenly she felt the judge's fingers probing the lips of her cunt. He moved his fingers into her deftly and deliberately. He let his fingers stroke up and down the swollen lips of her pussy and felt it grow wet and hot with his expert stroking. On each stroke, he allowed his fingers to brush past the budding, growing clitoris, and each time he did, Patty gyrated her hips a little in answer to his ministrations.

"Feel good, honey?" he chuckled.

"Y-ye-yeah, yeah."

To her side, Patty could hear Marcia giggling.

"Don't worry, honey," her friend said. "Little ole Judgey-poo gets his kicks that way. He loves to tease a pussy to death before he fucks it. Just hang on."

Patty heard and felt the judge get down on his knees in front of her. With both hands he pushed her knees apart and plunged his face into the dripping, sweet pussy. He pushed the lips apart with his fingers and studied the pink insides.

The clit was growing now, a miniature prick, rising out of the folds of the, luscious slit. He bent down and placed his mouth among the mounting juices and the swelling clit. Taking the little bud into his mouth, he sucked on it gently, moving his, head back and forth, letting his lips brush the roughened walls at the base of the cuntlips. Her pussy juice flowed freely down his chin.

He tasted and smelled the delightful musky cunt-flavor.

Patty, meanwhile, was beginning to lose her composure. Each time the judge's head brushed past her clit. she wanted to grab hold of it and push it against her twat, to force his tongue deeper and deeper inside her. It was becoming harder and harder to concentrate.

Her nipples grew hard and erect, and her breasts screamed to be sucked. She wanted to feel the judge's hot prick up her snatch, to feel the pressure tearing the walls of her cunt apart. But still she held on.

The judge was not immune either. As the cunt juices flowed over him, his cock grew hard and ready. The cunt he was sucking was long past the point when it would willingly take his cock whole, and in his mind he too could feel those cuntwalls milking him dry. The blood rose in his cock until it was the most magnificent hard-on he had ever had. He could feel it bulge and lengthen until it seemed to be not a part of him, but rather something outside of his body with a mind of its own.

The scent of her dripping pussy was driving him insane. But still he kept on sucking her gooey cunt, swallowing more and more of her pungent Juices as they formed a sticky river flowing from the pink, gaping wound of her cunt.

A tremendous moan rose in Patty's throat. She could Lake it no more. She found it impossible to hold back.

"Me, too!" she cried out at last. "Give me your cock at the same time!" Her eyes popped open and she pushed back on the judge's shoulders. As he fell to the carpet, she cried out again, "Your cock… God, I want your cock! Let me suck you while you play with my pussy!"

He ended up on his back on the floor, with his cock in full, glorious erection.

It jutted straight up from his hairy groin like a red-tipped spear.

Kneeling astraddle him with her ass toward his face so that he could play with her cunt when she leaned forward, and at the same time feel her legs with his hot hands, she lowered her face to his rampant cock. Just for a moment she hesitated, and then she opened her lips and took, the cockhead into her saliva-filled mouth.

He was gripping the backs of her thighs, just below the swell of her ass cheeks, as he started to slowly undulate his loins up to her face. She knew when he did this she had to keep her head still. She had to let him use her mouth as he would have used her cunt… pushing inward, withdrawing, then plunging in again to the back of her throat.

His cock was thick and hard and she loved it. She could already feel it splitting the lips of her pussy after she sucked him until he would be able to stand it no longer.

"Oh, yeah, yeah… God, can you suck a cock! Suck! Suck!"

He lunged upward and Patty swallowed more of his massive prick, letting it see saw back and forth between her ruby lips. She was given a close-up view of the dark wiry bush of his pubic hair every time he thrust his cock hard into her mouth. Now and then he thrust so deeply that those hairs at the base of his cock brushed and tickled her face.

"Oh shit… oh shit, I'm going to blow… I'm going to blow like hell, honey!" he cried. "You want it in your mouth?"

Patty pulled her mouth off his thick, jerking cock and rolled over onto her back. She threw her legs into the air and scissored them open.

"No!" she cried. "Pour your meat to me! Put it all up my pussy!"

"My, my… you are some hot cunt, honey," the judge rasped as he nibbled at the inner walls of her pussy lips and drank deeply of her flowing juices.

Then he slid quickly erect, stroking his tongue up the entire of her body as he rose. When he reached her breasts, he took one entirely into his mouth and with his free hand he grabbed the nipple of the other.

Patty moaned deeply and slid her hands down the length of the judge's back, reaching his ass and cupping the cheeks, pulling him dose to her moist, hot pussy and rhythmically moving her hips. Her sweet cunt moved up and down the top of his cock and he felt the cum already beginning to build in his balls.

He sucked her lit hard and fast, taking all of it inside his mouth, letting it slowly come out and then quickly, almost brutally, sucking it in again. She felt the flood pound in her head and the lights slowly go out She moaned and every muscle in her body stiffened at once. She threw back her head and shook it violently while she came and came, the cum dripping over the judge's prick and onto the fine shag rug on the floor.

The judge had all he could do to keep from shooting his wad right then and there, just from watching her incredible orgasm.

"My God," he groaned. "When you come, baby, you really come!"

"That's because I love it, you asshole," Patty said, tired of his teasing and fucking around. "Now, fuck me… fuck me, you bastard! Cock my pussy!"

The judge lifted her up and carried her to the sofa. He gently laid her down and let his eyes drink in her beauty. He swept the length of her, up the firm, muscular thighs of the long, bronzed legs, past the dripping pussy to the firm belly, to the firm, large, heaving breasts and to' the beautiful, doll-like face, now with the elves dosed, and the pink tongue bathing the lips, the tousled, sweaty blonde hair. In a minute he was on top of her.

"Do you want cock?"

"Yes… dammit, yes!"

"Say fuck me!"

"Fuck me!"

"Louder!"

"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck meeeeeee!"

He shoved the full length of his rigid pole up her twat until his hairy pelvis mashed against hers.

Just as he had thought it would be, Patty's pussy was ready. It was also tight and hot, and from the very moment of entry, the sensation was as though he was just about to come. She lifted her legs up and onto his shoulders and spun her hips in a circle. His blood began to boil and rise within him.

She could only think of the cock within her. She searched out his mouth and kissed him hungrily, tasting her cunt in his mouth, smelling her pussy all over his face.

She came again and again. Never had she been fucked by such a masterful cocksman before. She had had young studs of all types in her pussy in her life, and just a few hours before, with Robert, she'd had the largest cock imaginable. But never before had she had a man who seemed to know exactly what she wanted, and exactly how to do it. No wonder this man was famous and powerful, she thought.

"Oh, God," she cried, "can you fuck… can you ever fuck! Harder… pour your fuckmeat to me harder… harder!"

The older man shortened his strokes until he was hardly inside her at all, just teasing her pussy with the head of his cock. Her cunt lips wrapped around the head of the prick, the pursed lips of her pussy trying to suck the cum from his cock. Then he plunged deeply into her.

She yelped and clutched at his ass, gyrating her hips wildly. Her feet kicked in the air as if she were riding a bicycle. He continued his rhythm. With each of the strokes, Patty reached up and kissed him, and snaked her long fingernails down his back. Then she would yelp and scream as he plunged all of his meat back into her hungry hole. Her legs waved in the air behind his gyrating ass as she rode to her climax on the massive prick that methodically split her in two.

She responded to his fuck as if they were actually one body. Then she remembered how she had used her cunt muscles on Robert, how she used to do it for Joe, before he got too tired to fuck her.

The judge suddenly felt something on his cock that made him break his rhythm for a moment, and a look of ecstasy crossed his face. They both lay there, hardly moving, while Patty manipulated the walls of her cunt to pass along his cock all of the pleasure that he had so willingly given to her. Though he did nothing to bring it on, the inner movements of her pussy drained his balls of every ounce of jam that they could produce, and sent it streaming up his prick until it felt as though it was about to explode.

"Patty, Patty," he moaned. "I've never felt anything like…,oh, my God… your cunt feels like… oh, my God!"

Suddenly he began to move wildly inside her, his careful rhythm gone. She felt his cock stiffen and grow even larger as it filled with his hot cum. Then, with a cry, he raised himself on his arms and shot a wad of hot, sticky cum that seemed to split her apart.

The judge kept up his wild undulating, and with each thrust he would shoot another stream of hot jism until it dribbled out of her and onto the couch.

Finally, with a gasp, the judge spent the last of his wad and crumpled in a heap on top of her.

They lay panting for a few moments, and then the judge rolled off of her. In seconds, Marcia's head was between Patty's thighs, licking up the jism from Patty's creamy pussy. The dark haired girl sucked and spooned the combined mixture of his cum and her friend's juices with relish.

On and on Marcia ate as the judge watched. Then the two girls sixty-nined and brought each other to several climaxes. By the time they were finished eating and sucking each other's pussies, the judge was roaring to go again.

He grabbed Marcia by her fleshy ass cheeks and yelled, "That's what you said, honey! Two for the price of one!"