Author: Frederick T.
Title: The Party
Part: 6 of 13
Universe: Adventures of Willy Tamarack - Willy Tamarack Saga
Summary:
Keywords: (M+F+ oral voy)
Language: English

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                                  The Party
                               (M+F+ oral voy)

                          A Willy Tamarack Adventure

                                      by
                                 Frederick T.

        With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S. Constitution

                               *** PROLONG ***

    This is the sixth in a series of Willy Tamarack adventures.  In it Willy 
hosts a party in his condo; starts a new friendship with one of the cronies, 
Debby, and continues a friendship with a previous one, Joyce, with a little 
added surprise.  I'm still stoked so I'm still writing.  All the stories are 
written to stand alone but are so much more fun to read together.  As always 
e-mail your comments to the usual.

                             *** CHAPTER ONE ***

    The Christmas season is upon us.  It has turned cold in Las Vegas - no 
more sunbathing on the patio in the afternoon.  Everyone is busy getting ready 
for the holidays.  Connie, the high school girl friend of my youth, called to 
say that she won't be able to visit until next year some time.  Karen, my high 
school friend from the present, and her boy friend, Paul, only visit every so 
often.  Joyce, the wife of a friend; what a ménage the two of us had with 
Connie back in November.  I still get hard just thinking about it.  Well, I've 
seen Joyce several times but always with her husband present.  We have flirted 
as usual but nothing has come of it.  All the cronies have had get-togethers 
or small parties - celebrating the holiday season.  All except Debby and I, 
that is.

    Debby is the group's divorcee and I am the single male.  I've been widowed 
for about three or four years now.  I still feel that the only reason I'm even 
invited to the parties and get-togethers is to provide an escort for Debby.  
But what the fuck, it gets me out of the house every once and a while.  So I 
owe these people a little something and have decided it's pay back time.  

    We're all in our late forties or early fifties and the parties usually 
break up fairly early so how tough can it be.  I've called almost everyone, 
Jack and Terry, Tom and Jenny; and am now trying to get a hold of Jeff and 
Joyce.  I'm waiting on Debby, mostly because I need a little courage.  We have 
not established much rapport plus she has rebuffed all my advances.  I want to 
be able to tell her that all of the group will be there.

    Joyce answers the phone, "Hello."

    "Hey ! Joyce, it's Willy. I'm planning on having a little party for all 
the cronies and was hoping that you and Jeff would be able to make it."

    We talk about the date and time.  Joyce offers to bring a dish.  I tell 
her it's not necessary as I'm doing everything myself.  She makes some remark 
about everyone better have good medical coverage and then asks if I have 
talked to Debby yet.  I say no and tell her I wanted to be sure that everyone 
else will be coming before calling her.  Joyce thought it would be a great 
idea if I asked Debby to be the hostess with me as the host.  When she was 
married she really enjoyed having people over.  Since her divorce, she has not 
entertained at all.  I tell her I'll think about it.  After hanging up, I'm 
somewhat disappointed - we didn't flirt on the phone at all.

    I call Debby and after bullshitting about this and that for about ten 
minutes finally come to the point.  I think she was expecting me to ask her 
out.  Well anyway, she would be delighted to help me host a party for the 
cronies at my place.  When I tell her that she won't have to do anything, I'll 
do all the cooking, etc., she sounds somewhat disappointed.  I outline the 
menu that I've planned and she immediately asks who is going to cater.  I'm 
beginning to think this was a shitty idea and tell her that I'm doing all the 
cooking myself.  We end the conversation by agreeing that she should probably 
come a little early to check everything out.  "Yea," I laugh, "and get a 
little head start on the group."  She doesn't return the laugh and now I'm 
positive I've made a big mistake.  Too late now - shit happens.

                             *** CHAPTER TWO ***

    The party is a great success - no shit - everyone is buzzing around my 
condo like they're teenagers.  Debby arrived about an hour early and was 
dutifully impressed with the arrangements.  I had refrained from my usual 
joint before these events as I figured I would need all my wits about me to 
bring it off.  I was doing Mexican - cheese crisps and margaritas to start; 
followed by cheese enchiladas, refried beans and tortillas for the main 
course.  I must admit that I make one fine margarita and it soon became 
evident that everyone else thought the same as copious amounts of the potent 
brew were consumed.

    After dinner I had the Beatles' "Abbey Road" on the Nakamichi and the 
condo was full of loud voices and laughter.  Jack, my service buddy - the one 
who convinced me to move to Las Vegas, was telling flying stories with a lot 
of hand motions.  His wife, Terry, and Jenny, Tom's wife, were laughing in 
mock amazement at his antics.  Jeff, Joyce's husband, and Tom were conversing 
on the couch with Debby.  The margaritas were still flowing as I stacked the 
dinner dishes in the sink to be dealt with later.

    Joyce came into the kitchen offering to help clean up.  We were shooting 
the shit a bit when she casually mentions, "Jeff's going to be out of town for 
a while, starting tomorrow...."  She let's the sentence trail off.  I don't 
say a word partly because she's a little smashed and partly because I don't 
want to get my hopes up.  I'm horny as hell and would really love to spend a 
couple of nights fucking her brains out.

    "I was hoping that maybe you could drop by and have a drink or something," 
she continued.

    I can't hold back and return with, "Name the time, I'll be there.

    "Say about eight or so tomorrow night.  We're going to be leaving soon and 
had a great time, Willy.  Really everyone did.  We'll have to do this again 
real soon."

    As Jeff and Joyce started to leave everyone else seemed to get the same 
idea.  It was about ten minutes after nine and all the cronies were gone 
except for Debby.  She insisted that she help with the dishes.  She went on to 
say that she has a new baby sitter and no longer has to worry about when she 
gets home.  We soon had the dish washer loaded and were just standing around 
in the kitchen.

                            *** CHAPTER THREE ***

    "Are there any more margaritas ?"  Debby asked.

    "No, but I'll mix you one."

    She said she didn't want one that bad but I started fixing one anyway.  
She asked if I used the weights out on the patio and we talked a little about 
staying in shape.  Debby is very attractive but a bit plump to put it 
politely.  Terry says it's menopause.  She is wearing her usual, a warm-up 
suit.  It hides how big she is, but has a hard time hiding her tits - she IS a 
real big girl in the tit department.  She is quite tall, about five eight or 
nine, and wears her blond hair long, pulled up into a bun on the back of her 
head.  I surprise her by saying, "It's a date then."

    "What's a date ?"  She asks.

    "You and me and the weights and a little running."

    She starts shaking her head no but I continue to pester her until we agree 
that she'll try it "for a little while."  We continue to bullshit about when 
and how often when she tells me, "But it's not a date, a date is something 
where you go out, like to dinner and dancing, or something like that."  I 
realize that she is a little smashed.

    The Nachamichi is playing some Simon and Garfunkel so I ask her to dance.  
She doesn't move but continues to lean against the kitchen counter.  I hop off 
the bar stool and take her hand, leading her to the front room.  We start out 
dancing conventionally, something like the box step.  She keeps her distance 
hardly touching me.

    During the next song, I pull her close to me, place both of her hands on 
my shoulders and wrap my arms around her waist.  She is thick around the 
middle, hardly a waist at all.  I press my cheek against hers - we have 
stopped dancing and are now just swaying to the music - I can feel her breasts 
pressing against my chest.  I start to rub her back and shoulders.  She says 
something but I don't understand.

    I lean away from her and look into her eyes.  She starts to say something 
and I place my lips over hers and snake my tongue into her mouth.  I pull her 
closer and feel her breasts flatten out against my chest.  I can feel them rub 
against my arms - they are fucking huge.  I'm rubbing her back and feel her 
bra strap.  It feels about six inches wide and cuts some what into the flesh 
of her back.  This woman is stacked - maybe a little heavy - but real stacked.  
Her tongue starts to become active in my mouth, fencing with mine.  We kiss 
for a long time and my cock begins to grow down the leg of my jeans.  I break 
the kiss and ask her what she was going to say.  She is a bit breathless.

    "You're going to be disappointed," she says.

    "How's that ?"

    "My ex says that nobody can get it up to go to bed with me, I'm so fat."

    I pull her closer and kiss her again.  Her tongue is much more active in 
my mouth, her arms now up around my neck.  I begin to grind against her.  My 
cock is getting harder and I clench my ass, to pump more blood to it.  When 
"The Sounds of Silence" ends, I move away from her a bit and take her hand, 
guiding it to my now very hard cock.  I press her palm against my hardness and 
squeeze her fingers around it.  "Looks like your ex is wrong."  I remove my 
hand from hers and she starts to remove hers.  "Leave it there and squeeze me, 
it feels good."

    I lean forward and kiss her again, sliding my hand up under her warm-up 
jacket onto her bare back.  Her hand is sandwiched between us and I am hard as 
stone.  I tell her to keep squeezing my cock as I lick her lips.  I start to 
lick her neck, taking small bites of her.  She smells very nice.  Her hand is 
squeezing my cock and I can tell she is excited, so I slide my hand down the 
back of her warm-ups and into her underpants.  Her ass is huge, no way I can 
get half of one cheek in my hand.  I find the fattest part and squeeze.  She 
inhales - it's almost a moan.

    My tongue has reached her ear and after frenching it a bit, I whisper, "I 
can't wait to get you to bed.  I want you right now !"

    I start to move her toward the bar stool.  Both of my hands are now inside 
her underwear grabbing as much of her ass as I can, rubbing her cheeks 
together.  Her arms are around my neck, I'm grinding my hardon against her 
lower stomach as she backs into the bar stool.

    I begin to push her warm-ups down and she gasps, "We can't do it here."

    I laugh, licking some sweat from her upper lip and say, "Oh, yes we can."  
I've got her warm-ups and panties to her knees and tell her to get up on the 
stool.  "Put your rear end right on the edge of the bar stool, Debby."  I 
whisper as I pull her running shoes, warm-ups and panties off, throwing them 
on the floor behind us.  She has got her knees together and the warm-up top 
pulled down over her bush.  Her thighs are covered with a light sprinkling of 
short, blond hair.  I bend over and start licking the tops of her thighs, 
slowly spreading them apart.  I can smell her now - the somewhat cloying scent 
of an excited woman.  When I get her thighs spread about a foot I force my 
head between them and take a mouth full of her inner thigh, sucking lightly.

    "What are you doing ?"

    "I'm going to eat you, Debby."  I grab one of her ankles and push it up so 
that her heel is wedged on the upper bar stool ring.  Her smell is very strong 
now.  I can almost feel the humidity between her legs.  I trace my tongue down 
the inside of her until I run into a tuft of blond pubic hair growing on the 
inside of her thigh.  I pull a bunch of it with my lips and then continue my 
tongue toward her snatch.  She is quite hairy; a forest of thin, curly, blond 
pubic hair covers her labia.  I run my tongue through it searching for her 
slit.  He lips are fat and thick.  I part them with my tongue and burrow my 
tongue into her cunt.

    "Oh ! God ! Oh ! Oh ! My God !"  I force my tongue deeper into her.  She 
is very wet, almost sloppy.  I slide my hands between her thighs and spread 
her wider, licking up and down her cunt.  She has a very large cunt with very 
long labia.  I lick up to the top of her slit looking for her clitoris, 
spreading her lips with my fingers.  She is panting - short, quick, shallow 
breaths - almost like she's using lamaze during labor.

    Fuck !  I freak out !  Her clit is huge and hard like a pebble.  Somewhat 
hidden in the folds of her labia it looks like an uncircumcised penis.  I suck 
it into my mouth and her thighs close on my head.  I push them apart and begin 
to lick her clit, long swipes, like a dog.  Her thighs are trying to close 
again, her panting is almost a chanting and fills the room with sound; 
somewhat drowning out the stereo.  The cheeks of her ass and thighs are 
tensing and relaxing - her butt can't stay still on the bar stool.

    She is still moving when I back away and kick off my shoes.  I drop my 
pants and shorts to my knees and begin to stroke my cock.  It has lost some 
hardness but is still good to go.  Her eyes are glassy and have that far away 
look.  She has brought her thighs together and as I spread them I ask her, 
"Was that good for you ?"

    Not getting an answer I step between her spread thighs and enter her in 
one quick thrust.  She is very sloppy now.  I pull her other leg up, wedge it 
in the upper bar stool ring and begin to fuck her.  She is totally spread for 
me and our bodies are slapping together as I piston my cock in and out of her.  
I lean over to kiss her, her mouth is open and she is breathing very heavily.  


    "Take your hair down, Debby."  Her hands come up behind her head and I 
stop pumping and reach for the zipper on her warm-up top.  I slide the zipper 
down as her blond hair cascades around her shoulders.  She is a very 
attractive woman.  I spread her warm-up apart and am greeted by the largest 
pair of tits I have ever seen.  They are encased in a plain white bra that has 
to be at least a "D" cup.  Mounds of her tit flesh escape over the top of the 
cups.  I begin to fuck her again and watch them move about on her chest.

    We have been fucking for some time now.  I've got one of those hardons 
that you wish you got every day.  I've drank just enough that I'm somewhat 
desensitized.  Right now I feel like we could fuck all night, but I do want to 
cum and I don't think I'm going to be able to do it here.  I pull out of her 
abruptly and help her off of the stool.  She hasn't said a word.  I lead her 
into the bedroom  and sit her on the edge of the bed.  "Get naked, Debby."

    She pulls the warm-up over her head, catching some of her hair in it.  She 
finally gets free and reaches behind her to take off her bra.  As soon as it 
is un-strapped the cups of her bra sag.  I pull her knees up so that she is 
lying on her back and put her ankles around my neck.  I'm back in and fucking 
her like shit.  Her tits are all over her chest but still partly covered by 
her bra.  "I want to see your tits, Debby."  She pulls the bra aside and 
slings it onto the bed.

    Oh ! Jesus, what tits.  They have flattened out on her chest and slid to 
her sides - huge globs of flesh.  With every thrust they jiggle - that's not 
true - they don't jiggle - they move, like the ground during an earthquake.  
These huge mounds of tit are topped with the largest areolae I've ever seen, 
like the painted nose of a blimp.  Their color is the lightest brown, almost 
unnoticeable and in each center is a nipple the size of a nickel.

    I tell her to squeeze them together and when she does, put my arms on 
either side of her shoulder and bend her in half.  I am now pounding her like 
crazy and starting to feel my orgasm coming on.  I lean forward and suck as 
much of her left tit into my mouth as I can and begin to lick her nipple.  She 
has started to throw her head from side to side, digging her finger nails into 
my shoulders.  Here I cum, shouting and yelling - I think I scared her as she 
tries to get up off of her back.  I keep pumping spurt after spurt of jizzim 
into her cunt.  She is so sloppy now that I slip out of her cunt.  I reach 
down put myself back in her and continue fucking her.  I am moaning and 
groaning.  The bedroom is filled with the sounds of our bodies slapping 
together.  I finally come to rest, exhausted.  I look down at her and she is 
staring into my face.  I can hardly catch my breath.

    "Are you ok ?"

    "Never felt better."  I return.  I kiss her open mouthed and let my tongue 
play over her lips and teeth, finally entering her mouth searching for her 
tongue.  I slowly disengage from her and lay next to her.  We are very wet and 
it becomes somewhat cool on the bed.  I reach over and grab the bedspread and 
pull it over us.  "I'd say your ex didn't try hard enough."

    "Oh ! God, I've never done the nasty like that."

    "The nasty ?"

    "Yea, that's what I used to call it when he wanted to do it but it's never 
been like this.  You were real nasty."

    "Yea, that was kind of nasty.  Want to do it again ?"

    "You've got to be kidding.....Oh ! Shit, what time is it ?  I've got to 
get home."  She starts to get up and I pull her back down.  I roll on top of 
her and tell her I'm not going to let her go.  I'm going to turn her into my 
personal sex slave.  She is struggling a bit, but is starting to laugh.  I 
remind her about her new baby sitter and go on trying to convince her that we 
need to shower and start over again.  She says that we couldn't possibly do 
that again.  I say we can.  We're both laughing now.

                             *** CHAPTER FOUR ***

    We are back in bed after showering.  She called the sitter and everything 
is cool.  I talked her into having a joint with me before going to shower so 
we were both pretty stoned.  The shower was kind of neat as we spent quite a 
bit of time in mutual masturbation.  She claimed she had never beat off a guy.  
I told her I'd rather eat her pussy.  While drying her off I started to eat 
her ass, spanking her a bit to get her to bend over in front of me.  She 
finally ran into the bedroom and I chased her - finding her under the covers.  


    I climbed in from the bottom and started licking and kissing up her legs 
until I ran into her bush.  Her legs were spread and I dove right in, sucking 
her cunt lips and tongue fucking her like there was no tomorrow.  I shoved 
three fingers into her cunt and began to suck on her clit, pumping my fingers 
in and out of her as quickly as I could.  She got wet real fast.  Her orgasm 
surprised me.  "Aaahhhh.  Oooh ! God," is all the sound she made.  My dick 
never made it hard again but I did eat her for what seemed like hours.  The 
last thing I remember is her saying, "See, I told you we couldn't do the nasty 
again."

    I asked her what we had been doing and she said, "We're doing the 
nastiest, that's better than the nasty."

    I arose early as usual and shaved because I had plans to do the nasty 
before she left.  I got stoned, cooked some bacon and called her sitter saying 
that we were going to breakfast and would be home about noon.  I told the 
sitter that she would get double what Debby would pay her and I'd even give 
her a ride home.  She laughed and said that she lived in the same complex.  I 
laughed and said I'd walk her to her door.  I wandered into the bedroom.

    Debby was still asleep.  She rolls over and one of her gigantic breasts 
exposes itself.  I start to become hard and lower my shorts to the floor.  I 
am stroking myself when her eyes open.  She quickly gets up against he head 
board and brings the sheet with her, covering her breasts.  Her eyes are wide 
open and staring at my cock.  "What are you doing naked ?"  She continues 
with, "What am I doing here ?"

    I look at her skeptically and say, "You don't remember last night, when I 
chased you around the front room, tearing your clothes off - making passionate 
love to you on the bar stool ?"  I go on to tell her that we spent most of the 
night in bed together doing the nasty and the nastiest.  She keeps shaking her 
head back and forth, stating that she has to leave and telling me to please 
bring her clothes.  I point to the chair - her warm-ups and underwear are 
folded neatly on the seat.  She says she can't dress in front of me.  I say 
she'll have too.

    I go on to tell her that I've called the sitter.  The boys are fine and 
she is to be home by noon.  "I figured that we could shower, do the nasty and 
eat breakfast before I take you home."

    She's still shaking her head, saying, "No way."

    I move toward the bed and she wants to know what I think I'm doing.  "I'm 
going to convince you to do the nasty."  Her eyes get real wide and she keeps 
denying that anything happened last night.  I start to pull the sheet down 
toward the foot of the bed.  She tells me to stop.  I tell her it's my bed.  
She tries to get up and I push her down and mash my lips against hers, pulling 
the sheet away from the top of body.  I didn't have to force my tongue into 
her mouth.  She kisses back energetically.

    When I broke the kiss she was blushing and blurted out that she remembered 
everything and was so embarrassed.  She continued to tell me that she had 
never done anything like last night before.  "Good, then it won't be so hard 
this morning," I said as I began trailing kisses from her chin to her mammoth 
breasts.  I continued beyond her breasts toward her belly and below.  When I 
reached her bush, her legs parted and I began to suck and lick on her large 
labia.

    "Oh !  Yes, please do that."  I stopped and asked her if she wanted me to 
eat her.  "Yes, Please."

    "Tell me to eat your cunt, Debby."  I kept teasing her labia, pulling her 
pubic hair with my lips.  "Come on, Debby, tell me to eat your cunt."  I 
spread her thick lips and took one swipe at her clitoris with my tongue.

    Her hips came up off the bed and she yelled, "Don't stop, yes, please 
Willy, eat my cunt, please eat my cunt."  I started to chow down, fucking 
three fingers in and out of her cunt and sucking her clit until she cums in an 
explosive orgasm.

    "Uuuugh, Oooooh my God, Aaahhhh, Oh shit, I'm cuuuming....really cuuming."

    I tell her to roll over and begin to lick and kiss her ass.  I straddle 
her legs, licking her crack, then rub my hardon up and down the crack of her 
ass.  "I'm going to fuck your brains out, Debby, and you're going to cum 
again.  Get up on your knees."  She obeys and I waste no time entering her.  
Jesus, she is wet, sloppy wet.  I start to pump - real slow - all the way in 
and almost all the way out.  "Want me to go faster, Debby ?"  I push all the 
way in and just grind against her ass, reaching out and fondling her tits.  
"Come on, Debby, tell me what you want."

    It was a scream, "Oh ! God, come on, Willy, please fuck me.....fuck me 
fast.....fuck me hard......please fuck me !"  I did.  Pounding her down onto 
the mattress, forcing the air out of her lungs.  I didn't last too long, and 
pumped an explosion of hot cum into her belly.  Yelling, "fuck"  over and over 
again.  Her orgasm came shortly after mine - not as explosive as her first one 
but longer - quick little jerks of her body - pressing her ass back against my 
thrusts.  The pillow smothered her cries.  We laid still for a long time.

    The shower was anti-climatic but breakfast was a treat.  She buttered the 
toast as I finished the eggs.  We chatted about a lot of things but avoided 
the subject of sex.  Debby was in a very good mood when I walked her out of 
the condo to her car.  I had dressed to run and was going to run back from her 
apartment - about two miles or so.  As we're getting into her car, Jenny, her 
best friend, drove by the condo.  Debby and I waved as she drove quickly by 
after spying us.  "Well I guess it's no longer a secret," she said.

    "You could always tell her that we just got back from breakfast," I 
countered.

    "Yea, and fat girls get all the dates too."

    Yea and pigs fly; I was thinking.

                             *** CHAPTER FIVE ***

    I awoke to the ringing of the phone.  It was five-thirty and I had been 
asleep about four hours.  It was Joyce and, still groggy with sleep, I was 
afraid she was going to cancel out on this evening.  She just wanted to make 
sure that I was going to bring some of that "awesome" grass that I had.  I 
assured her that I never left home without it.  She also wanted to know if I 
could make it earlier ?  Her husband was trying for an earlier flight.  I 
could. 

    I showered and shaved for the second time that day, then spent a while 
driving around Joyce's neighborhood - just checking things out.  It always 
pays to be careful especially when you're planning to boff some other guy's 
wife.

    She greeted me wearing a white terry cloth robe.  It was belted around her 
waist but the top had spread so that I was getting a great view of her 
cleavage.  I figured she was naked beneath the robe and followed her into the 
den.  She asked if I wanted some wine and left towards the kitchen when I said 
ok.  I sat in the easy boy by the patio doors.  She said something in the 
kitchen that I didn't hear, came back with the wine and sat on the arm of the 
chair.  I had thoughts of pulling her onto my lap...Then my face as I was now 
sure she was naked under the robe.

    "Let's get stoned, Willy."

    That sounded good to me so I torched up a joint and handed it to her.  As 
we were passing it back and forth, she mockingly asked me, "I hope Debby 
didn't tire you out too much last night ?"  I told her that we went dancing 
after the party and then to breakfast this morning.

    "Uh huh," is the only response I got.  She left the arm of the chair and 
headed for the kitchen and more wine.  When she returned the terry cloth robe 
was gone and she was wearing a black lace apron that barely covered her tits 
and ended just below her bush.  I could just make out her areolae and the 
triangle of her of her dark bush beneath the lace.  She stopped in the middle 
of the room and asked if I liked her outfit.

    My cock was starting to get hard and I adjusted it in my jeans.  "I think 
it's getting the expected response," I said.  She laughed, put both of the 
glasses on the end table and leaned down in front of me.  The top of the apron 
fell down and I could plainly see both of her tits.  Nice apple size tits 
topped with light brown areolae and nipples the size of pencil erasures.  They 
were erect.  I could smell her perfume.  I reached for her breasts and she 
backed away.

    She was backing across the room toward the couch.  I got up and followed, 
taking off my shirt, kicking off my shoes and undoing my jeans as I went.  She 
pushed the coffee table aside and pulled the apron off over her head.  My 
pants and shorts were off and now we were both naked.  She sat on the couch 
and brought both heels up under her ass then spread her knees giving me a 
great shot of the curly black hair that surrounded her cunt.  I moved closer, 
stroking my cock.

    She was staring at it and said, "Eat me first, Willy."  I dropped to my 
knees and dug my hands under her ass.  God, she has a great ass, a little 
plump but a great shape.  I lowered my face to her cunt and she smelled great, 
freshly washed.  I began to lick through her curls and found her lips slightly 
spread.  I lanced my tongue into her slit and started to lick the entire 
length from cunt to clit,  stopping every third or forth trip to suck on the 
small pebble.  I eased my thumb into her cunt and slid my fingers down the 
crack of her ass, sliding the hand back and forth which forced my thumb in and 
out of her and rubbed the knuckle of my hand over her anus.  She was starting 
to pant as I started to tease her clit with the tip of my tongue.  When her 
hips came up off the couch, I sucked the nub of her clitoris into my mouth and 
pumped my thumb in and out of her cunt.

    "Oh ! Shit, Willy, I'mmmm cuuumming....Oh ! God, iit's sooo gooood !"

    After her movement subsided, I stood, sucking the thumb that had been in 
her cunt and stroking my cock with my other hand.  "Suck my cock, Joyce, make 
it nice and wet like your pussy."  I held out my hand and she rose a bit and 
rubbed her hands up my thighs, her mouth about three or four inches from my 
dick.  I could feel her breath on my cock and guided her mouth to it.  Her 
mouth was dry but she quickly worked up some saliva and was soon pumping her 
lips up and down my shaft.  I started to rock my cock back and forth with her 
movement.  As much as I wanted to blow my load in her mouth, I wanted to fuck 
her worse.  I pulled out of her mouth and told her to get on her knees.  She 
scrambled into position and I moved behind her.

    "Spread your ass, Joyce."  I rubbed my dick up and down the crack of her 
ass from her anus to her cunt, letting a bit of my cock enter her cunt on each 
trip.  Her hands are spreading her cheeks.  I could see the pelt of black 
pubic hair surrounding her cunt and followed it as it trailed off to a light 
sprinkling of black hair around her asshole.  I was tempted to force my cock 
in her asshole but instead slammed it into her cunt and began to fuck her like 
crazy - pumping my cock in and out of her as fast as I could.  I knew I 
wouldn't last long but didn't care she had already cum and I was dying to 
shoot my load in her cunt.

    "Here it comes, I'mmm cummming....Oh ! Fuck."  I kept pumping long after I 
was done and grinding my cock around inside her.  From the way I felt I was 
sure I could get it up again....and the phone rings.

    Joyce leans forward to pick up the phone and breaks our connection.  My 
cock is coated with our juices and I spread the cheeks of her ass and see our 
cum dribbling out of her cunt onto the couch.  She looks back at me as she 
calmly talks into the phone.  I don't realize until now how stoned I am.

    She hangs up the phone and says, "Shit, Jeff is on the way back - he 
couldn't get out."  I'm terrified now and jump off the couch.  I'm wiping my 
dick with my handkerchief and notice that she hasn't moved, her ass is still 
sticking up in the air.  I start to laugh and she asks if I can let myself 
out.  I'm almost dressed and say sure.  She still hasn't moved.

                             *** CHAPTER SIX ***

    I'm now on the sidewalk, just casually strolling toward my car.  It's 
parked about a block away.  I'm no longer paranoid - I'm away clean - but the 
whole scene doesn't make any sense to me.  I keep walking, what the fuck, I'm 
stoned - then I remember the drapes and turn back toward the house.  The side 
gate to the yard is not locked and I ease in, grateful that the gate doesn't 
make any noise.  I creep around the corner of the house and up onto the patio.  
The sliding glass door on the patio is open and I can hear the sounds of 
fucking drifting out onto the patio.  Joyce is moaning and groaning, egging 
her husband on, "Come on, Jeff, fuck me, harder !  Yea, come on, honey !"

    I stand in the open door way and watch.  Joyce doesn't appear to have 
moved and Jeff is fucking the shit out of her doggie style.  Jesus !  He's 
hung.  He is pounding, what I think is about eight or nine inches, in and out 
of her like a mad man.  I don't have long to wait and shortly, am greeted with 
both of their orgasms.  Joyce looks back at him and says, "God, Jeff, that 
was.....Oh ! Shit."  She notices me.  "Oh, my God," she cries but nobody 
moves.  Jeff finally disengages from her, his very long, thick cock, slimy 
like mine was no more than ten minutes ago.  Joyce has buried her head in her 
arms and slid to her stomach on the couch.

    "How about throwing me my robe, Willy ?"  Jeff asks.  I toss it to the 
couch and pick up the wine that Joyce brought me earlier.  Joyce gets up and 
runs from the room as Jeff puts on his robe.  What the fuck, I torch up a 
joint.

    "Well, you caught us, I guess."

    "Turn around is fair play, I guess."  I return.

    I offer Jeff the joint and he accepts.  We both hear the shower go on up 
stairs.  I sit and we both look at each other.  He says that he likes to watch 
his wife fuck other guys.  So after what she told him about what went on with 
Connie several weeks ago, they were both dying to set me up.  He almost 
apologized.  He went on to say that this was only the second time that they 
had been able to set it up.  The first time was with a young associate of his 
at the office several years ago.

    I waved him off and said, "Hey, shit man !  You don't have to explain 
anything to me.  I'm as perverted as the next guy and really get off on 
watching too."  We fall silent for a moment and then I ask if Joyce is pissed 
off.  Jeff says no, just embarrassed.  Her affair with the associate became 
almost common knowledge when all of them almost got caught by his wife.

    I said, "The three of you ?"

    "Oh, no," he said, "the wife came to the house one night when the two of 
them were getting it on and I was watching."  He went on to say that he saved 
the evening by saying that the associate was over to do business, but the 
young man then knew that Jeff had been watching all those times and then 
fucking Joyce after he left.

    "Then I suppose it's out of the question for us to go up stairs and cheer 
Joyce up a bit ?"

    "Both of us ?!"  He asks.

    "Sure, why not ?  She really got off with Connie and I.  And that was two 
girls !  She'll probably get off more with two guys."  Who the fuck am I 
kidding ?  But being stoned does have it's advantages.

    We sat on the couch for a few minutes, neither of us saying a word. 
Finally he got up and exclaimed, "I'm a player !"  We dropped into the guest 
bathroom down stairs and washed our cocks.  Why ?  I really don't have a clue 
other than Jeff thought it would be a good idea.

    He brings up Debby.  I shrug it off.  He insists saying, "I've always 
thought she would be a hot piece of ass and have often thought of doing her 
and Joyce together."

    I laugh and say, "Well, last night was pretty cool, but I'm sure she's not 
ready for something like this."

    He laughs and says, "They all are, given the right circumstances."  We 
leave it at that and bounce up the stairs.

    Joyce is in bed with the lights off when Jeff bursts in the door and 
exclaims, "Hope you're still horny, honey !"

    The lights go on, Joyce sits up and blurts out, "Oh ! Jesus !"  We both 
pile on the bed, one on each side of her.  I torch up another joint and we 
start passing it around, flicking the ashes on the floor.  I'm real stoned by 
now and they are catching up.  We just giggle and laugh a lot, talking about 
Debby and me.  I feel picked on so I reach over and pull Joyce's top over her 
head.  Her nipples are erect.  She leans over and kisses me and it starts.  
She is soon as naked as we are.  I'm between her legs eating her bearded clam 
and Jeff is up on his knees getting his cock sucked.  She wants to get fucked 
and Jeff is quick to get her on her knees and into her doggie style.  I slide 
around on the bed and present her with my cock - she starts gobbling and now 
she has both of us.  From the sounds filling the bedroom this is going to be 
another long night.  Let me see, what do I have to do tomorrow.......?

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