John felt a sharp thrill in his nuts. The fooling around on the patio had inspired his steady pieces. Watching Helene rub around on him had brought it all together. Great! He had a very cooperative young wife. He was glad now Neil had taken Cindi away, because he hated that kind of male competition.
"Hey," he grinned, watching Wendy and Ellen sway into the bedroom, flushed and excited. He had already surmised that his wife and Ellen had been getting a little together, although he had never suspected Ellen would go that route. You never really knew what went on in a woman's mind.
"We hated to let Helene get all the fun, honey," Wendy said, crawling on the bed. Her bikini was gone, and there was mischief in her eyes. "If you're through up there, Helene, I'd like to climb on."
"He's the horse and you got the saddle, honey," Helene laughed. "So ride, ride, ride."
Ellen dropped into a chair, her legs weak. This might be easy for Helene and Wendy, since they had probably been into this kind of scene before. They were California-type swingers. But Ellen was not sure she could function with so many eyes watching.
Oh, but I sure need my brother's cock! Ellen thought, her cunt drippy. When Helene went off on his prick, I almost died with envy! Now his young wife's gonna get it next. Things will be different around here from now on. I can fuck John and Wendy both! She's a doll.
Helene lifted upward and John's big pussy-wet prick emerged from the divorcee's wet-bushed cunt. She sank on her back at John's side, legs sprawled. Wendy giggled excitedly and swung her legs apart as she mounted her husband. It was like something out of a dirty movie!
"Ohhh, ohh!" Wendy gurgled, fastening her pussy onto his cockhead. "You sure got him up, Helene."
"He's like all men, honey," Helene laughed. "Strange pussy does it. They just wish they were all like Bighorn Mountain rams-shoot about fourteen times in a row."
"Those sea lion bulls fuck about a hundred females," Wendy said.
"Sure, the strongest bull," Helene laughed. "The other males don't even get a smell."
Ellen shook with new lust. She stood and slid her bikini panties to the floor, curled a finger at Helene. Wendy was taking John's prick now, giggling and squirming her pretty ass. Helene smiled, crawled from the bed, and found a towel. She held it against her cunt and wiggled over in front of Ellen.
"You want to fuck, baby?" Helene purred, looking down at Ellen's naked, puffed-out cunt.
"Let's do something!" Ellen breathed. "This is driving me crazy!"
"Well, let's get on the bed. There's plenty of room," Helene purred, dropping the towel. "I figured you might be interested."
Ellen followed the sensual brunette around to the other side of the bed, watching Wendy bounce and hunch on John's prick. She was so pretty up there! John was molding her tits, really giving them a working over. Wendy seemed no more concerned about Ellen and Helene than if the three were having a cocktail together! Only this time it was cock.
Dropping on her back, her thighs spread wide, Ellen felt Helene slide above and settle her cunt warmly against Ellen's cunny. It was just as sexy as Wendy's pussy. Their fleshed-out cunts seemed to just fit together! The two had never visited much; it had always been Helene and Wendy. This was some way to become better acquainted!
"Nnnnnn!" Helene breathed, wiggling her cunt in snugly. "Good stuff!"
"Glad you two are hitting it off!" Wendy gurgled, resting a moment.
"Getting it off is the thing, honey," Helene laughed.
"Natch," Wendy giggled. "You getting your kicks, John stud?"
"Yeahhhh!" he chuckled, watching closely as Helene began to fuck.
Sure he's having fun! Ellen thought. I know him better than any of them. I've been having his prick off and on since he was just a boy! He's no better or worse than most men. He married Wendy for her money, we all know it. She'll be out tasting some new prick one of these days-or new pussy. Ohhh, Helene is real good at this. She fucks better than Wendy!
Helene was enjoying some terrific tingles. She had not made out with any girl except Beth for ages. Ellen was going for it as if she were starved. Hot cunt would never replace a cock like John's, but Ellen felt just wonderful. Those big high tits were mountains of pleasure. She had a very strong, thick clitoris, and it was easy to see why John kept her around, even though she was older than he.
"Ohhh, come on, do it!" Ellen breathed, her eyes closed, and her face twisting with passion. Her rich thighs angled way back, as she gripped Helene's ass.
"Get your goodies, Ellen!" Wendy panted, riding John's cock at a faster clip. "I'm ready for mine!"
Ellen felt the rising need in her loins as her clit hardened. The slick intimate mash of new cunt with watching Wendy straddled over John started her climax. She was a real party pussy now! It wasn't like going off with John all alone with him; it was not even like the thing between herself and Wendy, but it was horribly wild! The fun was rushing from her cunt and clit!
Helene knew she had something special! Ellen was moaning and grabbing, her legs jerking, her ass bucking furiously. This mature hot box really went off! She made Beth seem like a rank beginner. Helene was not ready herself. The pop-off on John's cock had been a real ringer, but she was certainly enjoying the shivers and palpitations of the robust redhead with the blonde cunt-bush.
Now Wendy was getting hers. The bed was shaking, and her cute ass was flying. John had her titties squeezed into fleshy cones, while her face contorted and a girlish sharp cry rang around the bedroom. She went into her short strokes!
"Ohh! Ohhh! Eeeeeeeeeee! Ohhh!" Wendy wailed.
"Come hard, baby!" John encouraged. "Tighten your cunt!"
Wendy felt the surges shoot from her clit. Her vagina twitched voluptuously as John's cockhead seemed to be up harder and farther than ever before! Those practice sessions of clenching her cunt muscles were paying off. Her vagina was doing it all alone! That afternoon with Ellen had done something for her, too. She was breaking a real whizzer!
Ellen's violent display of passion had a lot to do with it, too. This foursome was inspiring her! Helene was hanging on. Ellen was up-fucking as if she were possessed. The bed was taking one hell Of a beating.
Wendy finished and slumped down on John as he drew his hands away so that she could squirm her titties on his chest, while his hands went to her ass. Ohhh, those pangs of relief were dream stuff! She had never made it so thoroughly, so delectably! Her cock-filled pussy was still shivering.
Helene and Ellen quieted, and the room was filled for a while with heavy breathing, gasps of feminine pleasure. Wendy loved the view of two women fucking. It satisfied a certain need deep inside her that she could not explain. Helene had not made it, but she was hanging in there, tits mashed snugly to Ellen's full breasts. Now their mouths joined, their tongues snaking back and forth. Ellen's legs wound around Helene's ass.
I know how hot Ellen is, and now Helene knows, Wendy thought. We can have some far-out parties! Maybe I can keep John at home for a while. Two cunts in the house here and one next door.
Half an hour later, after a visit to the bathroom, John had his three cunts just where he wanted them-lined up at the foot of the bed, rumps tipped high, crotches angled back for easy rear-end entrance. Fresh drinks had helped him and the girls seemed as eager for it as he was.
He had read about a wealthy Chinese importer at Hong Kong who enjoyed himself this way, often bringing four girls into the act. He gave one or two strokes of prick to each cunt, moving back and forth along the line, with a special bonus for the girl who climaxed first. But this was not Hong Kong, where pussy was cheap. This was Santa Barbara, and one of the cunts was his own sister.
"Isn't this real heavy?" Wendy giggled. She was posed between Ellen and Helene.