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Subject: "Janet" (M/F F/F M/FF) Chapter Four
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Janet
Chapter Four
Janet returned to the living room, still nude. Her nipples
had lost their hardness, but her breasts were still
swollen. They swayed gently from side to side and bounced
up and down at the same time as she walked. She
unconsciously rubbed her hand over her pussy, walking with
her legs slightly apart. She knew her pussy was going to
be sore the next day, but she didn't care the least little
bit. Having Willy's monster cock shoved up her cunt was
well worth all the discomfort.
Her eyes landed on Alan. She looked around and saw that
Willy was gone. Alan's presence seemed to startle her.
"Oh!" she muttered. "Oh? Is that all you have to say?
What the fuck do you think you're doing? I work with Willy
every day and play poker with him every week. What's he
going to think of me?" "You! Isn't it the woman who's
supposed to be worried about what the man thinks the next
day? I'm the one he fucked, after all." "Don't get flip
with me, Janet!" "Listen, damn you, probably all he's
going to think is that you have a hot woman who loves to
fuck! He sure didn't seem disappointed with my pussy. You
have no right to be angry with me! The shoe's on the other
foot, buddy! You told me to be nice to your friends. It
was your idea to bet me, not mine. Well, my pussy goes
along with me. I just fulfilled a deal you made. You said
you couldn't lose, remember?" "I didn't mean for you to
fuck him! I didn't think you'd go that far!" "You're
right, dear husband of mine. You didn't think. You were
greedy for that damned poker pot. Well, you got what you
asked for. Besides, you fucked Betty--right here in my
house, right in front of me. And God only knows who else
you've fucked since we married. Anyway, it turned you on
to watch Willy fuck me." "Like hell it did! You're
crazy!" "Like a fox. If it didn't turn you on, why is
your cock so hard? It's about to rip your pants open."
Before Alan could react, Janet had his pants open and was
fishing inside for his stiff prick. She tugged it out and
grinned at him. "See? It's about as hard as I've ever
seen it." She began stroking it slowly, using both hands,
loving it tenderly. "Should I jack you off? Or do you
want to fuck me now?" "Goddam, Janet. You've just fucked
another man!" "I can suck you off, if you'd like? Yours I
can get in my mouth. Did you ever see such a big cock as
Willy's? I thought he was going to tear my poor pussy wide
open." Her voice was soft, almost crooning softly.
"Janet!" "Oh, don't fret, lover. Your cock is nice for
me. I couldn't take one like Willy's on a regular basis.
I'd stay too sore to walk." She chuckled sexily. "It sure
was fun though. Guess I can't be too angry with you for
betting me and losing." "Janet, what are you trying to do
to me?" Alan asked like a doomed man. "Get you to decide
if you want me to jack you off or blow you. You do need to
cum, you know." She stroked his cock harder. "Do you want
to cum in my mouth? You always tell me that I give good
blow jobs." "Oh, hell! No, I want to fuck you." "Goodie!
Go get the big mirror off the wall in the bedroom. THe one
on hangers. Bring it in here and stand it against the
couch." "What? Why the fuck do you want to do that?"
"Because, silly, I want to watch while I ride your cock. I
want to watch it go in and out of my hot pussy." Janet was
turned on beyond anything she'd ever felt in her life. The
idea had simply come to her out of the blue. The more she
thought about it, though, the more she liked it. And the
hotter she got.
Alan reluctantly headed to the bathroom, Janet felt her
pussy and even ran two fingers up it to see if Willy really
had stretched it out of shape. She couldn't detect any
difference from the way it had been before she'd let him
put that monster in her.
Alan put the mirror in the correct place and turned to face
Janet. She took her fingers out of her pussy, put them in
her mouth, and sucked them clean. "Now undress and play
with you cock while I watch." "You've gone completely
around the bend, you know that?" "Don't you like it? I
thought you wanted a real hot woman who'd do anything.
Well, that's what you've got. Shall we call the neighbors
and ask them to come over and have a orgy with us? Just
think of all the fresh pussy you'd get." "Stop it!"
Janet chuckled again. She saw the effect she was having on
him. He, too, was almost beside himself with desire. He
unconsciously stroked his cock, going faster and faster as
she talked. "Don't waste that. Lie down on the floor, on
your back, with your feet toward the mirror."
Janet got over him, facing the mirror, and reached down to
grasp his cock. "I'm really going to enjoy this. Think of
some way we can arrange mirrors in the bedroom so you can
watch too."
She squatted over him, her feet flat on the floor, her
strong legs supporting her weight. She fit the head of his
cock into the entrance of her cunt, then moved her hand out
of the way so it wouldn't block her view. She lowered
herself slowly, letting her hot, well-fucked pussy swallow
his stiff rod, delightful inch by delightful inch, staring
into the mirror as she eased her ass down. She intently
watched as his prong disappeared into her magic box.
When the cheeks of her ass were resting on his groin, she
paused, savoring the sensation his dick gave her. His cock
wasn't nearly as thick as Willy's, but it was every bit as
long, reaching far into her depths. It felt just as good
as Willy's meat had. She marveled at the way a pussy could
change shape to accommodate whatever was in it. "Does it
feel good for you too?" Janet whispered. "Do you like
your cock stuck way up my pussy?" "It feels wonderful,
baby. Where did the idea of doing it this way come from?"
"Out of my mind. There are lots of things in there you
don't know about, just waiting to come out." "Yeah, so I'm
finding out." "Does my pussy feel as good as Betty's?"
"Janet, don't!" "Answer me, dammit! I want to know."
"Yes. Better. You don't have to . . ."
Janet didn't want to listen to the rest of his comment.
"Is Willy married?" "No. Why?" "I just wondered. If he
was, his wife would have to stay at home all the time if he
fucked her every day. She'd be too sore to walk!"
Janet sat up very straight and began moving up and down,
fucking herself and Alan's long, hard love muscle. Her
eyes never left the mirror. Her first opportunity to
observe a cock sliding in and out of her pussy was more
exciting that she had imagined. She moved up and down
faster. Her big tits began flopping around, going up and
down and swinging from side to side.
The sight she beheld in the mirror was a surreal scene;
almost as if she was watching someone else fucking herself
on a live cock. She and Pam had fucked themselves with
vibrators while the other one watched, but this was
different. The salacious spectacle staggered her senses.
And made her hotter than ever! She had initiated the
action to appease Alan for having fucked Willy. Then she
discovered that the fuck she'd gotten from Willy hadn't
diminished her own hunger one iota. Having one man right
after the other was terribly stimulating!
She reached into her crotch with one hand and began
fingering her clit. Alan put his hands on her ass and
began caressing the smooth, tight skin. He ran a finger
along the crack of her ass and touched the base of her
anus. Janet quivered and smashed her pussy down. The cock
injected a new heat into her clit. She was so well-greased
with hot excitation that the love lance moved easily inside
her. The force of the prick pulled at the lips of her
pussy and rubbed them over her clit. She grunted with
pleasure as she felt the tip of his hard spike prod at the
opening of her womb. "Alan . . .darling . . .I love to
fuck," Janet panted in a loud whisper. "Your cock going in
and out of my pussy looks so pretty."
Alan grunted in reply. What could he say? The way his
wife was acting, her words weren't necessary. She had
always been compliant and satisfying, but never so wild as
she was now. He wondered what else he could find out about
her.
He moved his finger down her cunt, wet the tip, then put it
back on her anal opening and pushed. Her little rosebud
opened enough to admit the end of his finger up to the
first knuckle.
Janet jerked, paused, then began fucking him again. His
hand rode her ass up and down. "Ooooooh," she moaned.
"That feels good! Keep your finger there. You've never
done that before. I like it."
The prong probing between the walls of her cunt made her
tingle all over. Her inner flesh stretched pleasurably.
As she lowered her ass, the prick was sucked up into her
heated vacuum. When she was all the way down, her strong
cunt muscles closed tightly around the organ, making Alan
groan.
She ran both hands into her crotch, feeling his prick as it
slid in and out, then smoothing the thick hair around her
pussy. "You like all the hair around my pussy, don't you?"
You don't want me to trim it away, do you?" "I like it
just the way it is, darling. Now stop worrying about
things that don't matter."
They did matter. To her. He had yet to find out just how
much! "Uh-huh. It's a good thing, because I won't cut
it."
Janet bounced up and down rapidly, her mouth agape, the tip
of her tongue darting over her lower lip. She groaned with
delight as Alan's cock filled her pussy and the tip of his
finger probed at her tight little back door. She felt his
cock growing inside her, swelling to its fullest extent in
preparation of releasing a load of hot jiz into her hungry
pussy. "Are you ready to cum, darling?" she asked
needlessly. "Let it go, baby. Give me a big load. I want
to feel it squirting into my hot cunt. It's so hungry for
you cum, darling." "You're going to get it! I can't hold
it back any longer." "Oh, don't even try, darling. I want
you to cum. I'll blast off with you. I'm about ready,
too."
Wanting to increase the friction and bring Alan off really
hard, Janet twisted on his stem as she rode it vigorously.
Her ass flashed up and down in a white blur. Her violent
lunging caused Alan's finger to penetrate farther into her
anus. The alien intrusion kicked her over the edge.
Janet's shrill scream of orgasmic joy rent the air and
lashed the walls. She quivered and twisted wildly, her
cunt muscles clamped like a vise around Alan's cock.
The cream from Alan's cock flew out in a mighty glut. The
heat of his cum was like a match set to the depths of her
cunt. The fuse tore up her belly, finally exploding deep
inside her. Her up and down motions lessened, but her ass
twisting, cunt stretching sideways motions became more
pronounced and more vigorous.
Janet bumped and ground her ass in imitation of a stripper,
teasing the last few squirts of his jism from his cock.
And the last precious tingles from her own orgasm.
She looked back over her shoulder at her husband. His eyes
were shut, his mouth hung open. She returned her gaze to
the mirror. His cock had softened rapidly and had slid out
of her pussy. And no wonder! The load he had pumped into
her was the largest she'd ever gotten from him. She
brushed the wet organ with the palm of her hand; lifted it
and fondled it. "That was some load, baby. My pussy's
over-flowing."
Her sexual hunger was still raging, only partly abated by
Alan's cock. Janet dismounted and knelt at his side.
"Change ends, darling, and put your head toward the
mirror."
Alan opened his eyes to regard his wife at some length.
"I'm tired. Aren't you?" "No. And you aren't either.
You lasted a long time with Betty. You can give me another
shot." "Am I going to hear about that forever? You're
being a damned nag, you know." "We'll talk about my
shrewishness and Betty later. We have other, more
pleasurable things to tend to right now. Turn around."
Alan heaved a deep sigh of resignation and changed his
position. Janet scrambled over his body, one leg on either
side of his chest, and scooted forward until her pussy was
over his mouth. She leaned forward and supported herself
with her hands on the floor so the top of her snatch would
be easier for him to reach. "Lick my clit, baby! I want
to cum on your tongue. I love to cum that way!"
Alan stared up into the junction of his wife's thighs, his
eyes drawn to the puffy pink cunt lips that were still
dripping with his last shot of cum, and were waiting
eagerly. They were fringed with curly wet hairs. He
stroked the smoothness of her inner thighs with gentle
fingers. The little hollows on each side of her pussy had
always fascinated him. Not every woman had them. Without
conscious thought, he compared Betty's more slender body to
Janet's; remembered that Betty didn't have those little
indentations. He also compared the ardor the two women
exhibited. Until tonight, he had thought that Betty was
hotter and more eager to fuck. Now he had to revise that
opinion.
Janet looked into the mirror, then down the front of her
body to his face. "Darling," she said in an excited
whisper, "have you ever kissed a naked pussy? One that's
been shaved perfectly clean?" "No. Have you?" He asked
the question in a devilish way, expecting an immediate,
vehement denial.
What he got in reply was a mysterious, sexy chuckle and
another question. "Would you like to? Have you ever
thought about it? Betty doesn't have much hair left around
her pussy. How does it feel when you kiss hers?" "Janet!
Can't you let . . ."
She cut him off by the simple act of lowering her ass and
putting her cum soaked pussy on his mouth. A deep thrill
raced through her, precipitated by the sensuous contact.
She hoped she would never have to chose between having her
pussy eaten and having a cock stuck up her cunt. She'd die
of indecision. "Maybe you should grow a beard," she
whispered. "I like the way it tickles the inside of my
thighs."
Alan couldn't answer. His mouth was full of hairpie. His
tongue flicked out automatically and parted the thick lips
of Janet's superheated pussy. The moment to tip of his
tongue touched the clit, Janet gasped and arched her back.
An electrifying thrill coursed through her body as his
tongue expertly, tenderly, lashed the big, swollen bud. It
was slightly tender from Willy's fucking, but nothing she
couldn't deal with. Especially if it meant getting off on
Alan's tongue. "Oh, darling," Janet moaned, "I love having
a tongue in my pussy. It's such an exquisite feeling. You
eat me so well."
Alan curled his warm arms around her thighs and put his
hands on her dangling tits. Her view of the scene was
blocked, so she shifted her gaze from the mirror and stared
down between her legs. Alan rolled her taut nipples
between his thumbs and forefingers. Janet shuddered from
head to toe.
Janet screamed and trembled hard. A beautiful orgasm had
suddenly come calling on her. She hadn't expected to cum
again so soon. Alan shifted his hands to her ass, dug his
fingers into the tender flesh and used his lips in
conjunction with his tongue. He clung to his squirming
wife and increased the tempo of his kisses, immersing
himself completely in the sweet, succulent tenderness of
her quim. He pressed Janet's burning thighs closer to his
cheeks by tightening his arms around them.
Again and again Janet twisted convulsively as Alan lashed
out his tongue to give her an endless chain of shattering
orgasms. Her undulations of pleasure beat against the four
walls. She pulled her body erect so she could look into
the mirror and watch herself. All she could see of Alan
was the top of his head. Her pussy covered his face and
hid his tongue. Watching herself was stimulating enough,
though. For as long as she could hold her eyes open. The
better her orgasm got, the harder that was. Finally, she
had them squeezed shut, shutting off her view.
Alan applied himself with an artistry he didn't know he
possessed. Janet's ardor was infectious. The more she
came, the harder he clung to her twisting, sweating body.
He probed her pussy gently at times, a tantalizing circular
exploration of his wife's pussy with his tongue. Then he
gave in to his fierce desire to please her totally by
covering her cunt and clit with savage kisses.
Unconsciously, he was competing with Willy, showing Janet
that he could provide her all the satisfaction she could
stand.
More than twenty minutes passed before Janet's sexual
hunger, and Alan's determination to reestablish his
position with her, began to slacken. With a final,
passionate kiss, he released Janet's body and let her
topple over.
Janet lay on her back, gasping for air. Her body trembled
from exhaustion. All the time she was cumming, she had
mauled her tits and pulled at her nipples. They now stung
as the blood began to flow through them again. "Baby, that
was incredible! I thought I would go out of my mind.
You've never eaten my pussy like that." "Well, if you
don't like it, I won't do it again." he teased. "Don't
even think such a thing! I'd just have to cut out your
tongue so I could use it on myself. What prompted you to
do it that way?" "You. The way you were acting. Guess I
just got caught up in your passion." "The only trouble
was, I couldn't keep my eyes open all the time. Maybe we
should get one of those VCR cameras so we can make a movie
of ourselves fucking." "Maybe we should ask someone to
come around and run the camera for us." He tried to be
sarcastic, but failed.
Janet ignored the attempted sarcasm and chuckled sexily
again. He had a better idea than he knew. "Well," she
mused, filing away all the information for future use.
"Let's see if you have another shot left for me." She
pushed at his hip. "Turn sideways to the mirror so you can
watch while I suck your cock." "I don't think it'll do any
good. You drained me when you fucked me." "Yes, it will.
I'll see to it. That was a huge load, but you've got some
more." Janet felt devilish. Am I not a good little
cocksucker? Don't you like my blow jobs?" "Oh, God,
Janet!" His protestation was false. Her mouth on his
prick would feel good, whether or not he came. He moved.
"Janet got between his legs on her knees, bent over and
lifted his dick in both hands. She pursed her lips and
kissed the tip. "It needs some attention," she moaned,
"because it got left out while you were eating my pussy.
We could have done a 69, but I didn't want any distraction
while you ate me."
She slid her hands down, causing the knob to pop out of the
covering foreskin. She liked it bare. She used her tongue
all around the head, leaving it shiny with her saliva.
Letting the head slid into her mouth, she sucked his cock
up and down, from root to tip, lapping her tongue back and
forth across the bare head. Up and down her head went,
lips squeezing tight around his cock, soft moans of
pleasure gurgling out around his meat. The shaft inflated
and thickened rapidly. She pulled her mouth away suddenly
and met his gaze, her eyes twinkling. "Now I know why it's
called a blow job. See, it's gotten bigger, just like
blowing up a balloon."
Janet took an inch or two of his cock back into her mouth
and held it there. Then she moved her tongue around. She
took it out of her mouth and looked at it. Her tongue
flicked out and licked the head round and round. Then her
lips, like the lips of a tight pussy, pressed around it.
She let it sink in a little way, drenching it with saliva.
She took it out of her mouth again, resting her lips
against the tip. In it went again, farther this time,
filling her mouth. Her tongue curled around the head. Out
once more--slowly--and in . . . making her mouth into
another cunt, pressing her lips around his shaft, pushing
her tongue against it with just the right pressure;
creating a slight suction at the same time.
Alan watched her in the mirror. He pictured each suck,
each lick, in his mind. The sight in the mirror of his
stiff cock disappearing into her mouth made his blood boil.
Her mouth was almost as good as a cunt. He could tell by
the sounds she was making that she was really into sucking
his cock. She was on her knees, gripping his shaft with
both hands as she sucked. Her large breasts hung straight
down from her chest. Her nipples had thickened and
hardened again.
Janet twisted her hands on his shaft. At the upper end of
his prick, her mouth was alive. Everything that could
move, from her lips and tongue to her cheeks, were employed
in the act of sucking him, licking his wet tube of rigid
love meat, pleasuring him.
He couldn't hold back any longer. He pushed his hips up,
driving his cock almost into her throat.
She surprised him by taking her mouth away suddenly. She
moved one hand from his shaft. Her remaining hand gripped
his cock with just the right amount of pressure and began
going up and down rapidly. "Come on, baby, cum for me!"
she groaned, starting at the tip of his cock, her hand
stroking him expertly.
Alan let loose a tremendous burst of semen. "Ohhhhhh, wow!
Look at it fly!" Janet squealed gleefully.
The first spurt hit her dangling tits. The next one hit
her lips as she opened her mouth and lowered her head to
take his prick back into the pleasurable warmth of her
mouth. The rest of his load sprayed against the back of
her throat as if pouring from a fire hose. She couldn't
keep up with it. For every swallow she took, his cock
would fill her cheeks with more and more until it flowed
from her lips and ran down his shaft.
Every thick swallow sent his hot cream oozing down her
throat. She could feel its heat from her mouth to her
belly. She could actually hear the squirts as his cum shot
against her cheeks and tongue. As if to help him, she
continued to jerk on his shaft with one hand. At each
pull, he grunted and unloaded another hot wad.
As Alan's orgasm slowed, Janet was able to hold the semen
in her mouth, savoring it on her tongue, letting it coat
the lining of her mouth. Her swallows became long and slow
and loving. Little by little, his spasms tapered off.
Finally, he sighed and relaxed, stretched out flat on the
floor on his back.
Janet squeezed the last drops of male essence from him.
Then she let his cock slid way into her throat, going down
on it until her lips were in his pubic hair. She shifted
her head slowly, letting his cock slid out into the open.
She licked his balls and lapped the jism from his shaft.
Her lips and chin were white, dripping with his warm
liquid. She gathered up the last dregs in her mouth and
tasted them, rolling them around, coating the roof of her
mouth. Then in one grateful gulp, she swallowed them down.
"Damn, Janet, I've never seen you so wild!" Alan said
huskily. "And I've never seen you pump out two big loads
like you did tonight. You really were turned on." "Yeah,
I guess I was, Guess you did it by holding me off after you
caught . . ." He clamped his mouth shut when he realized
that he was about to mention
Betty. That was a subject better left alone. "Uh-huh.
Then again, maybe you were turned on by watching Willy fuck
me. You wanted to join us, didn't you?" "You're a damned
witch!" "I would have liked that, you know. Didn't you
know that having two men fuck a woman at once is a common
fantasy? Just like a man dreams of having two women at the
same time. You'd like that, wouldn't you?" "Janet!
What's come over you? Damn!"
Janet chuckled knowingly. She had his number now.
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