He tugged off her clothes as they both stumbled toward the bedroom. Brad grabbed her from behind and squeezed her naked breasts, rubbing his stiff bobbing cock against her naked jouncing buttocks.
“Oh, quick, quick!” Amy gasped.
But as they lurched through the bedroom door, both of them were thrown back by surprise, as if struck by a bomb blast.
“Oh my god!” Amy cried out.
“What the…?“ Brad said.
Curled together and half-asleep, though now, suddenly, wide awake, were Tom and Shari, both totally naked.
“Oh my god!” Amy repeated. “My god, my god! Tom, how could you!”
It took her about thirty seconds to remember that she herself was as naked as a jaybird and headed for the bed for a thrilling fuck-fest with Brad. She only realized it when she saw both Tom and the strange e girl staring at her body.
“Oh!” she shrieked. “Oh god…“ she wailed as she ran from the room.
During all this, Brad looked at his naked wife with a mixture of sadness and amusement. He quickly realized what was going on because Shari had done it before. Whenever she realized that he was fucking one of his door-to-door girls, she tried to fuck the girl’s husband.
It had worked several times. He now wondered how he could have been such a fool as not to be ready to catch her trying to fuck Amy’s husband.
“Hello, Shari,” he said, wryly.
“Hello Brad, darling,” she purred. “How nice of you to drop by. What happened to your date?”
“She’s my wife,” Tom said awkwardly. “I mean, that’s why she’s so upset and everything.”
Tom looked from Shari to Brad and back again. He knew this was a great shock to Amy and to him. He couldn’t understand how these two could be so calm and sardonic under the circumstances.
He wanted to get up off the bed and go find Amy and try to explain to her what had happened. To comfort her. But he realized the absurdity of that. He didn’t know what to do.
“I’ll try to find her,” Brad said, turning and leaving the room.
“I should be doing that, not him,” Tom said, still bewildered.
“Ummmmm, you let him do it, sugar,” Shari said, coiling her warm body around his once more. “You fucked me so good. Don’t you want to fuck me again? Hm?"
Tom could scarcely believe his ears, considering what had just happened. Wasn’t she ashamed to be caught by her husband in bed with another man?”
Meanwhile Brad found Amy in the living room, scooping up her clothes from the, floor where he had scattered them in his haste. He grabbed her from behind and began kissing and stroking her, running two fingers up and down in the wet groove of her open pussy.
“Now, now, don’t get so upset, Amy baby,” he murmured. “That’s my wife in there with him. Believe me, she seduced him into it. He didn’t have a chance.”
“I don’t even want to talk about it!” Amy said.
In truth, she was so confused that she really didn’t know what to say. After all, she couldn’t blame Tom for fucking Brad’s wife. The girl did have an absolutely stunning body. And she herself had been headed for the bed with Brad, with nothing but his big wonderful cock on her mind.
If anything, she was more angry with Tom for preventing her and Brad from fucking than for cheating on her. But right now she didn’t know what to do.
Brad's clever lips found her nipples and toyed with them until they were stiff and throbbing.
“Ohhhnnnn god, I wanted you to fuck me so bad!” she moaned softly, stroking his hair.
“We still can,” he murmured back.
“Oh, not after this!”
He took her hand and put it on his stiff throbbing prick. While she held it and stroked it, he pushed her slowly back until she was standing against the living room wall. Then he bent his knees and Amy guided the large pulsing shaft into her dripping pussy-lips.
“Aaahhhrmnnnn!” she moaned as he rode up into her.
Brad fucked her slowly, letting his large prick slide in and out of her, scraping the ridge of it along her clit. Amy shuddered with intense pleasure.
“I’d forgotten how big it is,” she gasped, clinging to him.
The pleasure was so intense that she let it help her forget the scene in the bedroom. But suddenly something happened to remind her of it.
“Shame on you,” she heard Brad’s wife’s voice. “Keeping her all to yourself.”
Amy felt fresh hands on her body. She felt Shari’s naked body squeezing between her and the wall, Shari’s arms encircling her from behind. Shari’s hands were on her breasts, her sleek belly, dipping between her thighs. She felt Shari’s fingers toying with her clit and touching the thick stalk of Brad’s prick as it climbed in and out of her wet cunt.
Shari was kissing her back and shoulders, and masturbating her clit rapidly. It drove Amy into a frenzy of excitement.
“Don’t you think we should take her into the bed and enjoy her together?” Shari murmured to Brad.
“I guess we might as well,” he responded. “What about her husband?”
“Leave him to me,” Shari purred. “I think I can get him to join in.”
Brad removed his cock and the two of them pulled the aroused Amy toward the bedroom. She didn’t resist, although she was appalled by what was happening, and by her reaction to it.
After the events of the past few weeks, it seemed to Amy that she would probably let the whole U.S. Army fuck her if they happened to barge in the door one morning and ask to. She couldn’t understand how she could have changed so much.
Through her lust-glazed eyes, she looked around for Tom as Brad and Shari pulled her down on her back on the bed. She saw him standing by the closet, his eyes wide, his mouth hanging open with shock. She tried to plead with him to understand with her eyes. I can’t help it! Her eyes said to him. I just can’t help it! I want to be fucked! It feels so good!
And it did, too. Both Shari and Brad began swarming all over her soft quivering body.
“Ohhhnnnnn!” she moaned, writhing and arching her back instinctively.
They kissed her neck, her throat her shoulders. Each of them scooped up one of her breasts and began tormenting the throbbing nipple with teeth and tongue.
The pleasure made Amy shudder and whimper.
Both of them were sucking her at the same time. She thought she would explode with lust. The sensations in her hot pulsing breasts were unbearably intense.
“Oh god, it’s good! Oh god, it’s good!” she panted wildly. “Suck hard, suck hard!”
They sucked her breasts so passionately that Amy thought she might die of the pleasure. She held their heads in her feverish hands and arched her back, pushing the full throbbing mounds into their faces. A river of molten lava seemed to shoot from her nipples to her runny cunt. She couldn’t keep her hips from bucking and thrashing with fuck-motions.
“Fuck me…” she panted softly. “Oh god fuck me.”
But they weren’t going to fuck her yet. The way they seemed to use her body made Amy briefly wonder if they had done this before. They seemed to share her without greed or competitiveness. Brad straddled her shoulders and lowered his huge bobbing prick into her face. Shari slipped down her squirming body and quickly began stroking Amy’s clit with her-tongue.
“Ohhhh yessss!” Amy gasped.
She opened her mouth and took Brad’s prick into it, feeling her whole body suffused with warmth as she recalled gulping down his cum a few hours back. It was al agonizingly tender and sweet. There was no rough violence to this fucking.
Slowly Brad fucked in and out of her clinging lips, holding her head gently with both hands, probing her throat with his long tool And Shari ate Amy’s pussy with soft deliberate skill. Her tongue explored the soft folds of Amy’s cunt-lips, occasionally dipping deep into the flowing slit.
She flicked Amy’s swollen clit several times rapidly with her tongue. But when the sensations got so intense that Amy’s hips quivered and jerked helplessly with sexual need, Shari would move away from her clit and begin tongue-fucking her.
Amy was in seventh heaven. Her body was completely theirs. They could do anything to it that they wanted to, and every caress made her die of pleasure.