She loves to orgy

CHAPTER ONE

Linda stretched and then squinted at the red numbers on the bedside clock. It was exactly seven minutes before Joe would wake and perform his brief morning ritual and then leave for work.

His naked body felt warm against her as he snored softly on his back. His body felt warm but huge, his six-foot-two frame dwarfing her five-foot-four.

He's big all over, she thought, but he's fast. It feels great when it goes in, but it's all over in a flash. While she waited for him to wake, she drew the hem of her nightie up past her waist and ran her fingers down on her hip. The skin was smooth and very warm and the curves were all full and firm. Brushing her fingertips over her short cunt-hairs made little shivers go over her skin.

Her fingers paused at the outer fold and felt the moist, hot flesh inside. It was moist but it wasn't slippery. When her fingers probed at the inner fold of her cunt-lips, they met the slit, small and tightly closed with her legs together.

She bent her right leg out and probed deeper. Her middle finger pushed through the coot-lips and slipped inside, probing farther. She stiffened convulsively when she touched the nub of her clit, then she withdrew.

Unable to do otherwise, she brought her finger back to her clit and felt her hips jerk.

Feeling ashamed, she drew her hand away from her cunt and wiped her fingers on the nightie.

Two minutes ahead of schedule, Joe stopped snoring. He stretched and looked at her in the dim light of early morning. His smile was pleasant and his hand was gentle on her hip when he reached out and grasped her.

He ran a hand up on her waist and under her nightie and squeezed a tit. It tingled a little in his huge hand as he kneaded the firm flesh. Then he ran his hand down and squeezed her little blonde mound just above her cunt.

Wishing to prolong any kind of foreplay, she reached out and took his cock in her hand. It was already stiff and hot and felt impossibly big. She squeezed it and ran her hand over the eight-inch length of it and wished it could stay this big and this hard forever.

Without a word, he moved farther down under the covers and got on his knees. She slipped her left leg out where he'd been, spreading her coot for him. He put his hands down on each side of her and braced himself in position between her legs.

His cock shoved hard in her crotch, pushing into the soft hair-lined flesh beside her cunt. She took his cock in her hand again and worked the head into her open outer cunt-lips, rubbing it against the closed inner flesh.

As she worked the cock-head up and down on her tender moist flesh, she felt the inner cunt-lips start to open from the force. Then she moved her hands up on his hips as he started to press inward.

There was the quick stab of pain as his cock drove in, stretching the cunt-lips wide. She gasped softly at the feel of the thrusting, stretching force. He pushed his cock in a couple of inches and stopped and the pain left her, the cock-head now inside. Her tightly stretched pussy muscles throbbed and tingled as they pulsed around his prick, squeezing and releasing, squeezing and releasing.

Joe slipped one arm under her waist and the other under her back as he settled the weight of his chest on her tits, squashing them flat. He pushed his prick the rest of the way inside her and settled his groin against her mound.

He slipped his cock back. Her pussy muscles started to close on the exiting cock-head, then he thrust back in her all the way. She tingled as she arched her body to meet him midway, and then her ass dropped back to the sheet while he withdrew, then she arched back up against him, again and again.

His strokes became faster. She responded in kind. Their bellies slapped together, harder and harder, faster and faster.

Her breath started coming faster and she found herself whining softly each time he withdrew. His breath came in gasps and he snorted, hot against her face. She clutched his shoulders tighter and sought his lips with hers. His rhythm slowed slightly and his strokes became harder. He pulled his head up and clenched his teeth and drove deep into her. Then he stopped, his hips writhing slightly.

His jism spurted hot in her cunt. Each spurt was less than the one before.

The tingling in her cunt stopped. His cock slowly softened and slid back. It slipped out and she felt her cunt muscles close. He kissed her lightly and pushed up and rolled off on his side.

Linda fought back tears as she took the towel he handed her after wiping the cum off his big drooping cock. It was always the same. He lasted just long enough to get her hot, then he shot off in her and climbed off and left her horny. She tried to recall how long it been happening this way. Last month they'd been married two years, and it had always been the same.

She tried to compose herself while Joe was in the shower. Lying in bed, she stifled her impulse to cry. She would try to be nice to him and be a good wife, even if she was mad as hell.

Joe came in, wearing shorts and tee shirt, and picked out shirt and slacks. He dressed and was putting on his tie when Linda couldn't remain quiet any longer.

She sat up in bed. "Honey, I didn't enjoy that very much."

He looked puzzled. "Enjoy what?"

"When you fucked me."

"Why? What's wrong?"

"Well, you came before I could."

His expression started turning belligerent. "There isn't much I can do about that, is there?"

"Oh, honey, I'm not blaming you," she said, "but I wish you'd let me get you hard again so you could make me come."

"How? How could you do that?"

"Well, I could suck your cock to get you hard."

"No!" he thundered. "You think I'm some kind of pervert?"

"Don't get mad, honey. It's just a thought.?

“Well, get those ideas out of your head," he said. "I'm not gonna be a party to unnatural sex acts. We've been through that before. Now, I've gotta go open the store. See you tonight."

He brushed her lips lightly with his, turned, and left.

Dejected, Linda got up and went in the bathroom. She stripped off her nightie and ran the shower. The hot needle-point spray seemed to wash away some of her dark mood as she lathered and rinsed repeatedly. Finally, she toweled herself dry and started the hair dryer blowing over her long blonde hair.

She slipped on a fresh nightie, wrapped a terry robe around herself, and stepped into a pair of high heeled shoes.

Two cups of coffee didn't make her feel any better. If anything, her mood darkened even more. Feeling the need for someone to talk to, she thought of her friend, Margie, two apartments down the hall. She dialed the number from memory.

When Margie answered, Linda said, "Hi, Marge, it's Linda. You decent for a visit?"

"Come on over, honey," Margie said.

Margie opened the door at her knock and greeted her with a smile. Two fresh cups of coffee were on the dinette table. Linda sat down.

After sipping the brew quietly, Margie said, "You don't look very happy, honey. What's the matter?"

"Oh, it's Joe," she said. "He did another one of his wham, bam, thank you ma'am numbers on me. Damn but it makes me mad. I was just getting hot to go with him when he shot off in me and that was that. "

"That used to be the story of my life, back when I was married to George." She sighed slowly, apparently reminiscing. "I was really pretty damn fond of the bastard, but he made me so mad. Good for about three minutes."

"I didn't mean to pry into your private life," said Linda.

"No, that's all right," she said. "It's all history now." Linda sipped her coffee and felt herself slipping back into her dark mood.

"I don't know. Maybe it's me. It takes me so long to get turned on."

"You called it, honey," Margie said. "That's the way it is with women. We're all pretty much the same. That's why it's the only way I make it anymore. "

"You mean… "

"You got it, honey. I'm a les. I just make it with the girls. Saves a lot of complications that way."

"I had no idea. I mean, I never_"

"Don't give it another thought, honey. I used to be a closet les. Now I don't care who knows." She looked at Linda more closely. "Y'know, honey, you should try it sometime."

Linda felt revulsion at the idea.

"No… I don't think so, Margie. I just want it with a man."

"Don't knock it if you haven't tried it. At least I wouldn't leave you hot and horny at the end."

"You mean you really… "

"That's it, honey. When I'm finished, you're finished." Linda felt her face go hot, embarrassed. "Well, I don't think so."

"What've you got to lose?" Margie asked.

Linda thought for a moment. She didn't have anything to lose. Forcing a little smile, she said, "Okay, Margie, I'll try it with you."

Margie stood and took her hand" pulling Linda to her feet. She led her to the bedroom.

"Now you just lie back here, honey, and let me do the work to start," Margie said, gently pushing Linda back on the bed.

Linda lay back, wondering how to start. Margie untied her own robe and shrugged out of the sleeves, stark naked. She kicked her slippers off and crawled up on the bed beside her.

Margie ran her hands up Linda's legs and played with the sash of her robe. She slowly untied it and parted the two sides, spreading the robe to its full length. She slipped it back off her shoulders and then helped her sit up while she peeled the robe all the way off. While Linda still sat up, Margie took her nightie by the hem and pulled it up over her arms and tossed it aside.

"Say, you've got some nice tits there," said Margie.

"They're little," Linda said. "Not like yours."

"Oh, I've got a pair of thirty-eights, but they sag a lot. Yours stick right out. You're just a cute little number, honey. Let's get it on."

Linda looked more closely at Margie. She was a tall woman, about five-foot-eight. Her tits were big and they hung down quite a way. Her hips were big as well but her waist was tiny. Her cunt-hair was black and coarse, not too long, just thick enough to almost hide the front of her cunt-lips.

Margie said, "Now you just lie back there, honey. Since you like men so well, think of me as a man."

Margie reached inside Linda's knees and gently spread her legs apart. Linda looked down between her own tits at her short blonde cunt-hair and the front edge of her cunt-lips, just starting to part. Margie's long dark-brown hair hung down as it brushed her thighs, nearly hiding the view of her pendulous tits.

Margie's cheek was soft on the inner surface of Linda's thigh as she gently slipped her face along the sensitive skin. It made a nice shivering feeling when Margie stopped and kissed the skin as she worked her face from her knee inward.

When Margie reached Linda's cunt, she spread the lips slightly and kissed them. Then she went to the other knee and started rubbing her cheek up that leg.

Margie's hair was soft on her thighs while she rubbed her face on the smooth skin. Finally, she reached the fringe of short blonde cunt-hair and stopped, looking at her cunt-lips.

"You've got a pretty little cunt; honey, but it's almost too little for me to work on. Help me out and "Spread yourself a little more."

With the weight of Margie's hands on her knees, Linda let her thighs go straight out to the side and down flat on the bed. She felt totally relaxed with Margie's long, curly hair brushing her legs.

Margie's lips were soft and moist as they worked up on her thighs. Then she kissed her cunt lightly and looked up, smiling.

"Like I said, honey, us women are a little slow to get turned on. I'll get you warmed up gradually."

Margie got up on her knees between Linda's legs and reached down. She ran her fingertips over her outer cunt-lips, starting a slight warm tingling feeling.

"Just look up if you want to see how pretty you are," said Margie.

Linda looked up at the ceiling for the first time and was startled by the large mirror. The image she saw was of a small blonde-haired woman with legs spread apart, outer cunt-lips open wide, the lips being flexed by Margie's fingers. Her pink inner cuntlips were a closed slit.

Margie worked her fingers down on the inner lips and slipped the tips of two fingers slightly inside. Holding the inner lips each between thumb and forefinger, she started rubbing the tender flesh up and down, all the way from the back edge of her coot up to where the inner lips grew together in front.

Her massage set up a nice tingling in Linda's coot. While Margie worked her hands rhythmically, Linda found herself gently rolling her hips in time to the movement, rocking her ass against the direction Margie rubbed. It was relaxing to just lie back with her hands under her head and watch Margie's ingers work, enjoying the tingling warmth.

Margie picked up the pace of her massage as she slipped her thumbs a little farther between Linda's cunt-lips. The tingling warmth changed to a hot throbbing feeling as Linda found herself rocking her ass a little higher each time. She tried pressing the sides of her knees down on the bed and found she could raise her ass up off the bed. Holding her ass up, she rocked her hips back against Margie's fingers, thrusting her cunt up whenever Margie rubbed down.

Then Margie took her hands out of her cunt and lay down between Linda's legs and put her mouth over her cunt, working her lips inside Linda's outer coot-lips. She kissed her cunt and then went to work, sucking hard on the inner lips.

Linda tried to lie quietly but found her ass rocking whenever Margie pushed her tongue into the slit of her inner lips. Finally, her tongue thrust all the way inside and started licking all the way around the inside of her cunt, lapping. slowly back toward the slit.

After lapping all the way around in slow strokes, her tongue started sliding just under the inner lips, sliding up toward the clit.

"Oooh!" Linda moaned as she bucked her hips up off the bed. The stabbing flash of heat faded as Margie drew her tongue back. Her tongue ventured out again.

"Oooh! Oooh! Oooh!"

Margie's tongue stabbed into her cunt time after time, sending sharp pulses of heat through her cunt. With each tongue-stroke, Linda convulsively rocked her hips up, jerking Margie's head up with her.

Then Margie ran her tongue forward, just inside her cunt-lips and stopped with her tongue pressed back gently on her clit. She slowly lapped her tongue back over the sensitive nub, sending waves of hot, tingling energy through Linda's cunt.

"Oh!" Linda breathed quietly as she rocked her ass up lightly.

Margie's tongue lapped down a little harder.

Linda pressed the sides of her knees down hard, heaving her ass high.

Again and again, Margie tongue-lapped her clit while Linda heaved her ass up higher and higher, undulating her hips up like the motion of a wave. Margie's head tossed with her movements.

Then Linda felt the waves of heat all flow into one, hotter and hotter as she undulated higher and higher. Then the wave of heat crested and Linda arched her back and flung her hips up and held her ass up off the bed.

"Oooohhh!" she screamed, holding herself high, her ass quivering, while Margie held her tongue on her clit. Her cunt-juice flowed hot as it left the lips of her pussy and ran into Margie's waiting mouth.

Linda slowly settled back to the bed, Margie's lips following her down as her ass quivered slower and slower.

After a time, Margie took her lips from her cunt and knelt between her legs and took her cunt lips in her hands, massaging the tender, overheated flesh. Linda lay back and rocked her hips in time to the fingers.

Her cunt became less demanding and her hips rocked slower and slower. Margie rubbed slower as well. Then all motion ceased. Margie took her hands out and lay down beside her.

Linda turned on her side and nestled her head on Margie's shoulder while Marge drew her close, her huge soft tits pressed over Linda's sharp-pointed ones. Margie was soft and comfortable and warm against her.

When Linda's breathing had slowed, she said, "I never thought it could be like that. Thank you, Margie.?

“What are friends for? Anyway, that was just the first act. Rest as much as you need to. When you're ready, we'll go again."

"Let me do it to you," Linda said.

"We'll do it to each other. I'll go on top."

"Okay," said Linda. "I'm ready now."

Margie got up on her knees and straddled Linda's shoulders while Linda turned on her back. Linda spread her legs straight out and down flat on the bed. As Margie spread her knees and settled her cunt down on Linda's mouth, Linda slipped her lips inside the outer fold and against Margie's inner cunt-lips.

Linda ran her tongue into Margie's cunt and lapped all the way around as Margie had earlier done, running her tongue back to her cunt-lips from each direction. Then she turned her tongue down and slowly reached it forward, just inside Margie's cunt-lips.

Margie gasped and jerked her hips down hard on her face when Linda touched the clit. Linda drew her tongue back and, when Margie stopped quivering, ran her tongue back again. She jerked down again, harder than before.

Linda felt Margie's tongue push hard through her cunt-lips and slowly thrust inside. Her tongue ran back just inside her cunt, slowly reaching for the nub of her clit.

Linda jerked when the tongue touched her clit. At the same time she ran her tongue out and touched Margie's, and felt her ram her cunt down, the coarse hair hard against her face.

They tongue-lapped each other again and again, hitting each others clits at the same time as they jerked against each other. Linda felt her hips rock up higher with each tongue-stroke as she heaved her ass up farther off the bed. Margie's cunt pushed harder against Linda's face while her big tits mashed down over Linda's hard-pointed nipples.

Again the pulses of heat changed to searing waves in Linda's cunt as Margie lapped her faster and harder. She matched Margie's tongue-strokes in kind.

Then she tensed and arched her body up hard against Margie's face just as Margie tensed and slammed her cunt down. They quivered together while Linda swallowed the hot cum, feeling hers flow into Margie's waiting mouth.

They stayed together, swallowing cum until both bodies stopped quivering. Then Margie turned around and lay close on her side.

Linda held Margie's head on her shoulder while she caressed her big tits. Margie rested that way until her breathing slowed, then she started rubbing Linda's tits lightly.

Linda said, "That was nice, Margie. Thanks again.?

“Well, I sure like doin' it with you. What do you think of the les scene now??

“Well, it was good to come with you twice. There's something missing though."

"What's that?"

"I miss being with a man. I want to be little and cute and be handled by a big strong man. Guess that's what I miss most."

"Well, that's something I'm not," said Margie. "I'm not a big strong man but I don't shoot my wad in three minutes either and just leave you hot."

"Maybe there's a way a big strong man could fuck me and make me come with him.?

"Honey, there ain't many like that. There is one guy, though. We used to make it together before I went totally les. You interested?"

Linda felt her face flush. Making it with a woman was one thing. Making it with a man would be better, but that would be cheating on Joe. Still, Joe had been cheating her, coming so fast without any consideration.

"Do you still know this guy?" Linda asked.

"I see him every once in a while," said Margie.

"Rest your cute ass for a minute while I make a call"

When Margie left the bedroom, Linda lay back and studied herself in the mirror. She hadn't really noticed how cute her tits were before. They weren't bad. Her waist was really tiny and her hips flared out just right. Maybe someone would really appreciate her.

When Margie came back, she sat on the bed and smiled.

"You're in luck, honey. Dave's still working swing shift at the mill. He's up now and he's just dying to take you to lunch. Meet him out at the old Mill Creek Inn at eleven-thirty. If you two hit it off, it's my loss. I sure liked making it with you. Good luck."