Wanda

CHAPTER XVI

After an hour or so of nuzzling and exploring each woman, Wanda realized she had to leave. She'd forgotten that her Castro Convertible bed was due to be delivered to her new apartment that afternoon.

How could I have forgotten that?she wondered. Suzy was down on her knees, licking and kissing Wanda's pretty toes, naked inside her high-heeled sandals.

"Well, it happens,” said Alice philosophically, “but the sooner you get everything organized in your new apartment, my dear, the happier you will be."

Wanda kissed Alice and Suzy goodbye after giving both their luscious, moist assholes a final kiss too.

Alice Long was bent over and her knees spread out, holding her magnificent buttocks open as wide as they would go.

Suzy giggled happily as she watched Wanda's eager tongue burrowing into Alice's asshole. Alice used her sphincter muscles to widen the precious hole for Wanda's pouting mouth.

"Oh Wanda,” Suzy cried, “you should see me fuck Alice's asshole with my fist. It's a good show!"

Alice laughed and straightened up. “It hurts like hell at first, Wanda darling, but once the pain's gone, it's heaven itself."

Wanda kissed Suzy's anus goodbye, and Suzy used her sphincter muscles too, trying to capture Wanda's little tongue inside.

"I adore things up my ass,” Suzy said after her kiss. She hugged Wanda hotly, tongue-kissing her to get a little salty taste of her own asshole.

"Well, be good, you both. Bye."

Alice and Suzy stood with their arms around each other's naked waists. Suzy was nuzzling Alice's bare breast since she was so much smaller in stature than the tall, sedate society woman who was made even taller by her spiked high heels. She would never have worn them on the street unless she wanted to create a genuine Greenwich Village scandal. They watched, wistful, as Wanda hurried down the other side of the street in the direction of her new apartment.

On the way, she ran into Mr. White.

"How much will you bet me, Mr. White, that I can guess your first initial?” she said, teasing him.

He shook his head, smiling pleasantly. His cock had leaped at the mere sight of young Wanda's lovely breasts, which were stark naked under her thin, white cotton blouse.

"You couldn't. No one knows. No one!"

"I do,” she said.

"I'll bet you your rent for the first six months that you don't know it.” He laughed so loud that people passing on the sidewalk looked around, wondering what was so funny.

"Okay,” said Wanda. “Why don't you walk me to my house. I'm expecting the Castro Convertible people to deliver."

This was an invitation Mr. White could not refuse. His prick shuddered and trembled inside his pants.

Wanda took the tall man's hand as they walked to her new place. She squeezed it, looking up fondly into his handsome eyes every block or so. He was very good looking. She pictured his cock, and the thought made her mouth water.

In the hallway of her apartment house, Mr. White hugged her tight. They kissed passionately, both using their tongues.

Wanda spit into his mouth when he asked her to. He gulped down her saliva and this made her feel very, very close to him. Wanda was thinking that perhaps she was falling in love.

"I missed you, darling,” he said.

"You did?” she asked, closer to his crotch. She could feel the outline of his cock. “Oh, it's getting hard,” she whispered.

"For you, sweetie."

"I love your cock… I love it. I want it."

"Oh God,” were his only words. Wanda was now pressing her body more urgently against his groin and his cock growing harder and stiffer.

"You know something? I want you to fuck me."

He trembled in the shadows of the hallway. “Wanda, could you unzip my fly? Reach in and take out my prick, darling."

"Won't anyone see us?"

"I hope not,” he moaned. She grasped his zipper with her fingers and pulled. He could feel her hand groping inside his underwear, finally curling around his thickened cock.

"Oh, that feels heavenly,” he groaned, pressing her closer as she scratched his shaft with her sharp fingernails.

"Want me to go down on you here?"

"Oh, Wanda, yes,” he breathed.

"I could suck you off here in the hallway."

"Oh, Wanda…"

She kneeled and looked around to see if they were safe. She grinned up at him. Then, holding his long, throbbing cock with one hand, she opened her mouth and slowly guided it onto her warm, wet tongue. Slowly, firmly, she wrapped her lips around the tip of his cock. At the same time, she reached into his shorts to grip his heavy balls. Mr. White began to fuck her mouth as if he were fucking her cunt.

He held her head, squeezing her ears, and thrusting his cock deeply into her. He felt his balls slapping against her chin. Mr. White threw his head back and let out a low grunting sound.

Wanda was taking his huge cock all the way down her throat, just as she'd taken Alice's entire fist into her cunt.

She loved the pressure of his enormous cock as it filled her mouth. It made her cheeks billow and felt huge as it tickled down in her throat.

She kept squeezing his balls and began to finger his anus. This made Mr. White thrust even harder. He began to pump in a different rhythm, much slower. “Yes, oh yes,” he said. “Slide your finger up into my ass, Wanda. I like that, dear."

Wanda knew he liked it. When she inserted yet another finger into his tight asshole, she could feel it moistening up. Wanda wiggled them up inside his ass like Angela in the book had done.

It was wonderful. Her cunt was on fire. The pressure in it mounting, driving her on. Still, she wondered if this was the time to let Mr. White fuck her cunt and take her virginity.

She pulled his cock out of her mouth and it dripped in her hand. She quickly opened her blouse and hugged his thick wet cock to her bare breasts, rubbing the hard, hot tip all over her nipples.

Wanda loved the wetness of it as it slid around her breasts and hardened nipples. She looked up at Mr. White with love in her eyes as she fondled his balls and fingered his asshole with her free hand.

"Oh, Wanda, my darling, you look so sexy down there on your knees… so perfectly lewd with your blouse open and your breasts hanging out. I love it… I love you darling."

Wanda took his cock back into her warm mouth. What he had just said sounded almost word for word like the real estate agent in the story of Angela, she thought.

She continued to suck as he urged her on. “Bite it, Wanda, suck hard, bite down with your teeth.” She toyed with the idea of positioning her own spiked heel below her cunt. She could kneel down until it pushed through the crotch of her sheer panties and fuck her own heel until she came, all the while sucking on Mr. White's cock.

Oh, the idea of sucking cock in a Greenwich Village hallway with the real estate agent of the building and fucking her own cunt with her spiked high heel was simply astonishing!

"Wanda… Wanda could I come into your mouth?” he asked in a weak voice. Mr. White was trembling.

She took her mouth off his cock and studied it. “You'd drown me."

"Oh no, I wouldn't… I'd be careful."

"Well, I'd rather you did it up my ass or in my cunt,” she said. Just then, a wild fear shot through them both as the front door was suddenly flung open!

Instantly, Mr. White fell to his knees to both disguise the fact that his enormous cock was thrusting through his open fly. “We'll find that key, yet, Miss Jones.” he exclaimed brightly. His eyes signaled Wanda to make some effort at closing her blouse.

As soon as the tenant passed, looking down with suspicion in her eyes, Mr. White stood up and helped Wanda.

"That was quick thinking."

"Thank you, my dear.” In the sudden shock, all his lust had evaporated and his prick had softened.

"Well, I suppose we might get on upstairs so we can be ready for the Castro delivery people."

Wanda's passions had also cooled at the intrusion.

"Yes,” she replied gently. She smiled and took his hand as they climbed the stairs together.

At her floor, Wanda saw that her door was open and there, she could see, was the brand new Castro, all nicely arranged in the front bedroom. She shouted with glee, hugging herself.

Mr. White entered the apartment and looked around. He'd once lived in this apartment himself. It had access to many windows. He couldn't even remember all the free bohemian sex shows he'd seen while lying in bed just where Wanda's new Castro was.

This apartment was a peeping Tom's paradise and for an exhibitionist, it was better than Macy's windows. There were dozens of apartments from which one could look and see into Wanda's windows.

But now, with no rug and no curtains, it looked bare. He'd have to do something about that.

"Wanda,” he said evenly, taking her into his outstretched arms, “if you tell me what my first name is, what the initial stands for, I'll have the whole place painted, the floors sanded, a new electric kitchen put in and even bookcases made for that alcove over there."

Wanda almost collapsed. These words were like those in that Mary Love novel.

"I will say it,” she said, but first she kneeled down. She took out his throbbing cock, kissed the tip sweetly and then looked up into his gleaming, bright eyes.

"It's Homer."