Frank turned to her left nipple and sucked it, too. Vicky caressed the back of his neck, wriggled her juicy tongue in his ear, and ran her fingers through his hair. It was so wonderful to be held and loved again.
There was no reason to rush, either. According to their plan, she and Joan would keep each other's husband for at least three hours, even if it meant hog-tying them. They wanted to allow plenty of time for seduction and fun.
Frank sucked her nipples into throbbing wet nubs, and then Vicky decided it was time to return the favor. Grinning, she slid off his lap and onto her knees before him. She tugged at the zipper of his pants, working it over the big hard bulge at his fly.
"Jesus," he said hoarsely, "I wonder if we should be doing this? I mean, Joan and Don are right next door."
And fucking up a storm, I hope, Vicky thought.
But she said soothingly, "Don't worry, honey. It'll take Don hours to do that wiring job. We're perfectly safe."
"I hope so," Frank sighed. "I mean I don't want to do anything to hurt Joan."
Oh, no? Vicky thought.
The guy had a lot of nerve. Just an hour ago he'd been over at Shelly's, cheating on his wife. Now he was about to make it with her best friend. But Vicky quickly forgot these things as she pulled his pants down.
His jockey shorts were bulging with his massive hard-on. She gave a little moan of lust as she caressed the hot lump. Then she grabbed his shorts and pulled them off. Wriggling between his legs, she fisted his engorged prick and started pumping it.
"Awwww, Jesus," Frank groaned.
He looked down at her with lust-glazed eyes. She was pretty sure what he was thinking. He was wildly aroused, of course, and he was probably gloating over the idea of taking his buddy's wife to bed. Little did he know!
At that very moment, with any luck, Joan would be taking Don to bed. Or maybe they were just having fun, making out, like Vicky and Frank. Vicky didn't feel a bit jealous. She didn't mind the idea of her best friend fucking her husband.
After all, there was plenty in this scheme for her, too. She discarded Frank's shorts and ogled his magnificent hard cock. It was the same size as Don's, long and thick and rock-hard. She ran her hands up and down the blue-veined column of cock-meat, creaming furiously.
"Mmmmmm, Frank, you have a gorgeous cock!" she gurgled. "I love playing with it."
Frank grinned happily. He must have forgotten his worries the moment her hot little hand closed around his prick. Now as she pumped his cock-meat, he began breathing hard, and he got flushed all over. She was getting him as excited as Shelly had.
And that proved her and Joan's theory – all their men wanted was a little novelty, a different woman to fuck. It didn't have to be Shelly. Vicky and Joan could cut Shelly completely out of the picture. They could save their marriages and have a ball while they were doing it.
Vicky bent lower, stuck out her tongue, and started lashing it all over the fat purple head of Frank's cock. He snorted with excitement, and big thick globs of cream began to ooze from his piss-hole. Vicky went for them eagerly, spearing them up with the pointed tip of her tongue.
"Mmmmmm, mmmmmm," she moaned.
"Holy shit!" Frank gasped. "I can't believe this is happening!"
It was pretty strange, Vicky had to admit. She and Don had lived next door to Frank and Joan for five years, and she'd never dreamed of putting the make on her best friend's husband, not until today. In fact till today she'd never made love with anybody but Don.
Well, things had to change. And Vicky liked the change. She hungrily gobbled Frank's cream, rolling it around in her mouth and savoring it, hotly aroused to be making it with somebody besides her husband. Don had been overdue for cheating. Now she realized that she was ripe for it, too.
She opened her mouth and slid it down around Frank's hot throbbing prick. He groaned and fed her more thick rivers of salty cream. She took in more than half his huge cock, drew in her cheeks, and started to suck.
"Oh, Jesus, yeah!" Frank yelped.
Vicky drooled all over his cock-meat. She loved giving blow-jobs, but Don never seemed to have time for them any more. All he wanted was a quick fuck, and then he'd roll over and snore. At last she was able to give all the hot loving she'd stored up.
She sucked faster and faster on Frank's wildly pulsating cock, drinking up his juice as fast as she could get it. Frank slumped back red-faced and glassy-eyed, thoroughly enjoying himself as he watched his buddy's wife sucking hungrily on his prick.
"Fantastic," he groaned. "Outrageous!"
But he was soon beyond words. Snorting and groaning, he lost control of himself and began pistoning his stiff cock over her slick tongue, fucking her mouth. Vicky drooled heavily as she waited for a steaming mouthful of his come.
"Uuuuummmmmm," she moaned.
Frank's eyes rolled back in his head and closed. He stiffened for a second, then gave a deep groan and began hammering his jizz into her mouth. She let it collect, letting her cheeks bulge out till they felt ready to burst. Then she gulped down the whole hot thick load.
"Unnnhhh, shit – aaaggghhhh!" Frank yelled.
Vicky had really enjoyed sucking him off, but it hadn't done much for her hungry hot pussy. While he was still shivering with the aftershocks of his climax, she stood up and wriggled out of her jeans and panties.
She moved forward, straddling Frank's legs and practically shoving her dark little cunt-bush in his face. Her fever-hot eyes and heavy breathing told him what she wanted. He grinned and cupped her ass, drawing her even closer.
She saw his tongue flash out, big and red and gleaming. Then she felt exquisite pleasure radiating from her pussy as he began to rake his tongue up and down over the puffed and creamy flesh.
"Oooooh, yeah, Frank, lick meeeee!" she wailed.
How long had it been since her own husband had gone down on her? Vicky couldn't even remember. Don had no time for foreplay any more. She was starved for a hot knowing tongue on her pussy, and at last she was getting it.
"Ohhhhh, Frank, I love that!" she moaned. "It feels so fuckin' good, honey!"
Frank really knew what he was doing. He was a world-class pussy-eater. Don was pretty great at it, too, except he didn't do it any more. Vicky gorged herself on the delicious sensations, hot cream overflowing her famished cunt and running down her legs.
Then Frank zeroed in on the most sensitive place of all, the engorged and throbbing button of her clit. He whipped it with the stiff tip of his tongue, giving her jolt after jolt of pleasure. Vicky sobbed in ecstasy.
"Ohhhhh, God, baby, I love it!" she wept. "Don't stop, Frank, get me off!"
Frank knew just how to do that, too. He caught her pulsating clit between his lips and started sucking it. Vicky almost flew through the roof. Pussy-cream gushed down her legs, and her pretty face twisted with ecstasy.
"Yes, yesss, suck meeee!" she wailed. "Keep doing it, I'm almost coming!"
She closed her eyes tightly and forgot everything but the pleasure she was feeling, the best love-making she'd had in years. This was the way Don used to get her off, when he was still interested in making it with her. She'd missed this kind of attention. She was starved for it.
She felt the gigantic climax bursting from the base of her clit and thundering through her whole body. She threw back her head and screamed in ecstasy. Frank sucked hard and fast on her squirming clit, making her orgasm long and intense.
"Unnnhhhhh, God, I'm comingggggg!" Vicky sobbed. "Unnnhhhhh, yessssss – whaahhhhhh!"
She almost blacked out with pleasure. She adored having her pussy eaten and being sucked off, and it had been far too long since she'd enjoyed that special treat. It was almost a full minute before she stopped coming.