“That little display we put on for your husband and Lynn didn’t seem to hurt you,” Goren said. “He seems to show a preference for my wife tonight. Would you be willing to go to bed with me again if they were? You were awfully upset yesterday.”
“Well,” Kim said with a smile, “Let’s just say I was a little shy the first time.”
“Are you now?"
Kim felt her whole moral upbringing abandon her for a second time, and the surge of sexual freedom stirred her thighs and breasts with physical desire.
“Not in the least,” she breathed huskily at him. “I want you as much as Barry wants Lynn.”
“That’s a hell of a lot,” he laughed. “Then we’ll work out something later, all right?”
“Mmmmmm, love to,” Kim replied, wrinkling her nose.
"We have two double beds, and I know Lynn won’t mind. Will your husband object?"
Kim was suddenly, painfully aware exactly of what she had so openly led herself into. She could no longer hide behind the fallacious rationale of subjugation by Goren: she was making plans with him to let him fuck her with her husband right next to them, and no amount of excuses could hide that fact from realization. She shuddered at her wild abandonment of life long principles, and she hoped that Goren wouldn’t demand too much of her, as she had never engaged in any unnatural sex acts until last night when she had sucked Barry. Yet the excitement of the occasion coursed through her, and she tingled all over with the picture of the orgy which was to happen. She lifted her glass and drank heavily, the liquor not quenching her inner fire but only making it flame still brighter.
Chapter 7
As Lynn mixed a fresh round of drinks, Barry stepped up close to her at the bar, feeling his heart pounding at the nearness of this provocative woman, his mind flashing back to the events of yesterday as he stood there. He could almost feel her butter-soft mouth enveloping his turgid cock, could almost taste the aphrodisiac which was her flowing cunt juice. Christ, he had really changed in the past forty-eight hours; if anyone had told him just last week that the events of the previous two days would take place, he would have called that person a liar. It was unbelievable; and yet, it was very real. As real as his prick now hardening in his pants at the nearness of Lynn Goren, as real as his hand which had moved, as if with a will of its own, to cup and knead one of Lynn’s firm, pliant buttocks.
“Ummmm!“ she whispered, leaning her body back against his hand, undulating her hips lightly. “That’s nice, lover. Are you getting a little hot, or am I all wet?”
“You’re all wet,” he answered. “I’m a hell of a lot more than a little hot right now!”
“Do you have a hard-on, lover?”
“Jesus, yes!“
“Let me feel it,” she said, and she put down the swizzle stick with which she had been stirring the drink she’d just built and reached her hand down to lightly fondle the now-bulging front of Barry’s trousers. “Oh, my, my, my! You really do have a lovely hard-on, don’t you?”
“Christ, Lynn, I want you!“ Barry breathed, pressing his loins against her swelling buttocks. “I want to fuck you again!“
She chuckled huskily. “I know you do, lover. And I want to fuck you, too, make no mistake.”
“I don’t know how much longer I can wait.”
“Why wait at all?” she asked. “We can go right down the hallway there and into the master bedroom.”
“But… what about Kim and Jack?”
Lynn chuckled again. “Don’t worry about them. There’s a set of double beds in the master bedroom.”
“You mean we’ll… be doing it next to each other? I… I mean, Kim and Jack will be right there…?“
“Does the idea turn you off, lover?”
“Well…“ Barry stopped, considering. No, damn it, the idea didn’t turn him off. In fact, it rather excited him. He could feel his prick jerk convulsively in his pants at the thought of fucking this seductive woman on a bed right next to where his wife was being tucked by another man. “No,” he said at length.
“No, it doesn’t, it actually is pretty exciting.”
“Isn’t it?” Lynn said rhetorically. She fondled his prick again. “Shall we, lover?”
“Christ, yes!”
Barry followed Lynn down the hallway, leaving the drinks on the bar, forgotten.
The master bedroom was large, with the two wide double beds being set close together. Lynn didn’t turn on any lights, but there was a full moon tonight and its shine penetrated the Undraped windows at the far end, illuminating the room as brightly as if there had been a small lamp lit.
As soon as they were inside, and the door had been shut, Lynn turned and began to slowly, tantalizingly, undo the belt which held her sarong closed at the waist. When she had it loosened, she drew the folds of cloth slowly apart, opening it wide to allow his eyes to feast on what lay beneath. She was completely nude, and the soft bristles of her pubic triangle seemed to glow phosphorescently in the pale moonlight. She shrugged the garment from her shoulders, letting it puddle at her feet, and her body was a thing of sheer beauty, causing Barry’s breath to spew from between his teeth hotly. Jesus, she was gorgeous! Kim was beautiful, but Lynn was… well, alluring, a seductress, a temptress as old as the world.
“It’s all yours, lover,” Lynn said, stepping backward nimbly to the bed and then lying down and stretching her body out full length, catlike and graceful, drawing her legs apart to allow him to see the glistening, already lubricated folds of her lovely pulsating cunt. “All yours, to do whatever you want. What do you want to do, lover?”
Barry’s eyes were hotly fastened to the magical entranceway to all the world’s pleasure which lay waiting between her widespread legs. “I want to suck you first!” he hissed feverishly, feeling his cock jerk paroxysmically with lewd desire. “I want to lick your cunt and tongue your clit until you cum! I want to make you cum with my mouth!”
“Then do it, lover!“ Lynn urged, rolling her hips in slow, provocative circles on the chenille bedspread, kneading her breasts with the palms of her hands in the exciting way she had. “But get naked first! Let me see that beautiful hard cock of yours! I want to look at it and hold it in my hand while you eat my pussy!“
Feverishly, his mind whirling with crazed lust, Barry tore at his clothing, throwing his shirt and trousers and underwear in a heap on the soft carpet between her wide splayed thighs, kneeling there momentarily and staring down at her surging, passion-lubricated vaginal slit as if it were some all-seeing oracle about to reveal to him all the secrete of the world. Lynn reached down and took hold of his thick, throbbing, blood-swollen cock and began to stroke it gently, teasingly, her thumb teasing the glands opening, using the lubrication which had begun to seep from it to moisten the entire head until it glistened in the pale light.
Finally, with a low moan of desire, Barry flung himself at the target which his eyes had been devouring, his mouth grinding into her wet, desire drenched cunt, his tongue driving into the vaginal opening with the force of a raping cock.
Lynn cried out softly in ecstasy, jackknifing her legs upward to encircle his neck, raising her squirming buttocks off the bed, her hand still stroking his cock with her arm between her backside and the yielding mattress.
“That’s it, lover!“ she crooned. “Ohhh, yeses, that’s nice, lover, tuck me with your tongue, ohhhhhh lover, fuck me with your long hard tongue until I cum!”
“Mmmmmmm!“ Barry groaned deep in his throat, his mouth pressed tightly to her pungent cuntal mouth, his tongue flicking in and out of her hole in wild abandon, his mind dwelling on nothing now except this magnificent woman who was his to do with as he pleased.
Sitting at the bridge table, Kim suddenly realized that Barry and Lynn were nowhere to be seen. Had they…? Well, yes of course; they’d gone into the bedroom, to… yes, to tuck. Kim trembled at the lewd images which began to pass through her mind-images which had only yesterday caused her pain and revulsion, but which were now bringing arousal to her body, hardening her nipples beneath the sheath she wore, causing fluid to flow from her vagina and dampen her panties. She couldn’t help it; she was a new woman, wasn’t she? She had been awakened, and as such she was becoming a creature of the flesh, with thoughts of sex and lovemaking having a direct physical effect on her body, making her to want loving.