"Stories 18+" The Seduction of Amy big monster cock C2

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Stories 18+ The Seduction of Amy big monster cock C2
Suddenly, Amy was going mad with desire. Her hips began to squirm on the marble under her ass. 

Thomas teased her to distraction. Finally, he stretched a finger over to the tiny material protecting her vagina and pulled it to the side. 

Amy grabbed Thomas's head and screamed as his mouth covered her swollen sex lips. "Ahhhhhh!!!" she moaned as his tongue sliced through her swollen lips and into her wet hole.

John was as excited as the two in the pool. He pulled his penis from his shorts and moved his hand up and down the shaft as he watched the two lovers. He could see the back of Thomas's head and Amy's hands pulling his head to her groin. Her legs were around his neck and crossed, locking Thomas between her thighs.

"Oh God Thomas, suck me! Suck my cunt!" Amy screamed, totally forgetting where she was. She gasped for breath as Thomas touched all the right places. Within seconds, she was trembling and getting close to a climax. Then, when Thomas sucked her clit inside his mouth, she went over the top. Her breath caught in her throat and her mouth was opened but nothing came out. Suddenly, her body began to convulse. 

Thomas had difficulty holding on as Amy's hips moved back and forth and up and down. Still, there was enough naked flesh between her legs for him to never lose contact with the fat lips of her vagina. 

Eventually Amy fell backward in exhaustion and had to push Thomas's mouth away from her now sensitive clit. A short while later, she sat up and looked at Thomas's smiling face. She blushed now at the view he had of her exposed crotch. She hesitated and looked at the house for the tenth time. Then she bent her head and tenderly kissed his lips. "That was... one of the best climaxes... I've... I've ever had. Thank you," she whispered.

"My pleasure," he answered. 

The telephone suddenly rang, causing both of them to jump in surprise. Amy quickly pulled the little patch of cloth over her vagina and hurried to the telephone, still topless. It was strange but the ringing telephone made her almost feel like she had been caught. "Yes," Amy said, still breathless. 

It was John. "Amy, I've got a flat tire. I'm okay but I'm waiting for AAA to get here to repair it, so I'll be another hour at least."

"Okay sweetie. I'm glad you called. Thomas and I were worried about you."

John tried not to laugh as he stood at his car down the street and talked on the telephone.

"I love you," John said.

"I love you too," Amy answered and turned to look at Thomas now sitting naked on the side of the pool.

Amy hung up the telephone and walked back over to the pool. "John's going to be another hour. He had a flat tire," she said, her face a mask of relief and lust. Slowly, she walked down the steps and into the water. She moved sensuously through the water, her breasts swinging freely, her eyes on Thomas's throbbing penis. 

He sat on the side of the pool with his hands back and his legs spread. He could feel excitement coursing through his veins as he watched the gorgeous woman move toward him. His rock hard penis was twitching on his stomach with every beat of his heart. His huge balls were squirming as they hung all the way to the cement under his thighs. There was a steady stream of clear pre-cum juice dribbling onto his stomach.

Then Amy was between his legs, like he had been a few minutes earlier. She moved in close, her hands running up and down his muscular thighs. Her eyes stared at the huge penis in front of her as if it had hypnotized her. She thought it looked like a snake-it was an angry cobra and she was the charmer. She almost giggled. Suddenly, her mouth began to salivate. Slowly, with her hand shaking, she reached up and grasped the hot shaft. Her fingers couldn't touch around the shaft. 

Thomas had to moan as he watched Amy hold his penis in her soft white hand. He had never noticed how small her hand was until now. She could have easily gotten three hands of her size on his shaft and have plenty left over. 

John watched from behind the fence again. He had his penis out again and was stroking it.

"Suck it Amy," Thomas hissed when he couldn't wait any longer.

Amy lustful expression didn't change as she slowly pulled the shaft down until she could lick the head with her tongue. She moaned when she tasted his dripping pre-cum juice. Her tongue laved the head until it was coated with her saliva. Her heart was pounding in her chest as she opened her mouth wide and forced the large crown past her lips.

There were three moans in the night air. One came from outside the fence. 

Amy began to suck Thomas's penis as her hand worked up and down the shaft. Then she added a second hand, pushing Thomas's thighs wide apart with her elbows. A whine came from Amy's throat as she swallowed his leaking juice. Gradually the speed of her hands quickened until they were sliding up and down the now slick shaft in a blur. A steady moan came from her throat, the sound squeezing out along with her saliva from the stretched corners of her mouth.

"Oh Amy... Oh God..." Thomas moaned as he neared his climax. "Here... it... comes... ahhhhhhh!!!" He grabbed her head and held her mouth on his penis as his hips lifted up. 

Suddenly Amy's mouth was filled with his thick discharge. She never considered taking the squirting head out of her mouth as she swallowed time and again, taking his sperm down her throat and into her stomach. Thomas's penis throbbed repeatedly, giving Amy all the juice she could handle. Her mouth stretched with the volume and was filled with the taste of his cum. Some of it squeezed out the corners of her mouth and ran across her fingers. She used the slick juice to coat his shaft as she sucked and pumped his shaft for more, moaning in delight the entire time. 

Thomas finally collapsed backward onto the cool cement, his chest heaving for breath. 

Amy continued to caress his penis for a long time. She used her hands to smear the creamy residue of his climax over his rapidly shrinking but still substantial penis. She held his shaft up and licked it from top to bottom, following the cum that had trickled to his still squirming balls. She kept at it until only her saliva remained on Thomas's penis, balls, and groin. 

Amy and Thomas were presentable and sitting at the patio table when John came back. 

"Well, that was quite an ordeal," he said. "I'm not sure I'm going to renew my membership to AAA after the length of time it took for them to respond. I waited all that time, then, the guy they sent out didn't have a clue." John continued his charade for a little longer than necessary. However, Amy and Thomas weren't listening anyway. Their minds were still recovering from the intensity of their climaxes.

After Thomas left, Amy and John went to bed. Amy was like a tiger again. She sucked John until he was begging for release, and then she climbed onto his penis and took him deep inside. When she finally rolled off him, her vagina was filled with his seed and she had a satisfied smile on her face.

John fell asleep almost immediately. It was the second climax for him that night. The first had been spewed against the privacy wall about the time Amy was drinking Thomas's sperm.

Chapter 5 

It was a beautiful, late Saturday morning as Amy and Jill sat on the patio of the juice bar. They had finished their exercising and were enjoying their carrot and fruit juice cocktail. Both of them had an almost silly grin on their faces, bursting to tell the other of their week.

"So how was it?" Both of them started to talk at the same time. They laughed.

"You go first," Amy said to Jill.

"All right, but you're not going to believe this."

"Oh another one of 'those' stories," Amy laughed, feeling excitement coursing through her already.

"Yep. Thursday night, I had a date with Reggie. It started out rather normal. He ate me, I sucked him and then he fucked me, all the normal stuff," she laughed. Then Jill stopped and closed her eyes and sighed. "God can he fuck."

"Come on!" Amy said excitedly.

"Well, after he had fucked me to two or three climaxes-I can't remember now-he flipped me over. I thought he was going to fuck my pussy again. But no, and this is what you won't believe, he slid his cock into my... asssss!" she whispered, drawing the word ass out and sighing. 

"Oh God Jill," Amy said, her heart suddenly pounding in her chest.

"Amy, he stretched my little ass sooooo wide. He must have fucked me for an hour. I'm still a little sore back there."

"I'll bet! That's amazing."

"Wait! You haven't heard the best part. When I got home, Bradley was waiting for me in bed. Thirty seconds later I had my clothes off and he started fucking me. I could see him looking down and I swear he looked disappointed when he saw that there was no cum on his cock. However, I could feel Reggie's cum beginning to leak out of my ass. It must have been the fucking causing it to leak out." 

Suddenly Jill stopped and said sheepishly, "Is this too gross for you?" 

"No... uh no, come tell me everything," Amy said feeling her panties beginning to soak through to her shorts. 

"Okay, but I warned you. Here's the part you won't believe-I pushed Bradley back until he was out of my pussy and I turned over onto my knees. Then, like some slut in a porno movie, I reached back and spread my ass cheeks."

Amy gasped.

"Bradley gasped like you just did. I could feel Reggie's cum bubbling out of my ass and running across my pussy. I can imagine what he saw; my little hole must have been swollen and red from the incredible pounding it took." Again, Jill paused.

Amy looked at her and said, "And?"

"I shouldn't tell you this."

"God Jill, you can be so exasperating. Tell me!"

"Amy, he bent his head to my asshole and started to suck me!"

Amy sat in stunned silence. Her eyes were as wide as saucers. "He did what?" she said before she realized how loud she was. 

Both women looked around and saw several people look at them. "Keep your voice down," Jill said with a smile.

"I'm sorry."

"He sucked my ass. If I ever had any doubt about what Bradley knows or doesn't know, it's gone now. He sucked me for a long time and then he fucked me in my ass also, adding his cum to what was left of Reggie's."

Amy was trembling by the time Jill finished her story. She sat back in her chair and picked up her drink, her trembling hand causing some juice to spill. "God Jill!" she said and took a long drink. "I need something stronger than this."

"All right, it's your turn. What happened with you and Thomas?" Jill said.

Amy sighed. "Mine isn't half as exciting as your story now. But here's what happened..."

Amy described her evening with John and Thomas, giving her all the details. She made sure to describe it in great detail, adding descriptive words like "cunt, cock, cum." However, it still seemed a little tame compared to Jill's story.

When she was done, Jill was smiling. "So when are you going to let him fuck you?"

"You never 'beat around the bush' do you Jill?"

"Come on Amy, you know it's going to happen sooner or later."

"Maybe, but I still feel somewhat guilty about what we've already done," she said and then added, "Although, not as guilty as I should I guess. Probably because John is getting more sex than he has ever gotten. However, the problem is..." Amy said and paused.

"What's the problem?"

"Well, John and I are still trying to... you know... to have another baby. I'm not using any protection and I don't want to go back on the pill."

"Just tell Thomas to wear a rubber."

"It's not that easy. I've heard him and John joke around about that. Thomas said he would never wear one. And, frankly I hate them too."

"Then you've got a dilemma there."

"I know."

"What about the 'rhythm method.' It's worked for Catholics for centuries," Jill laughed.

"Yeah, and every Catholic family I know has six kids." They both laughed. 

At the club, Thomas and John were finishing their second beer. They had totaled their golf scores and Thomas owed John twenty dollars. Thomas had had a very bad round today. Neither during the round, nor after, did either of them mention what happened Saturday night. Thomas knew that John had been hiding behind the fence and seen everything anyway. However, Thomas's mind was not on golf today and his score showed it. He obviously had something on his mind.

"You're quiet today Thomas. What's wrong?" John asked.

"I don't know... it's just that... I mean..." Thomas hesitated.

"Come on, what man?"

"Well... it's just that... Amy is a sweet lady and I... I... somehow I feel bad about what I'm... we're doing. Like I'm being dishonest."

"Wait a minute. Have you ever fooled around with a married woman?"

"Yeah, sure," Thomas answered. "But that was different," he added when he realized what John was getting at.

"Sure it is man. And in fact, it's not near as bad in this case because her husband knows." John paused. He took a deep breath and said, "So, are you saying you want to stop?"

"No!" Thomas said quickly. 

John sighed with relief. "Listen man, Amy's enjoying herself or I wouldn't be getting my brains fucked out. So, if she can enjoy it, why can't you?"

"All right, I see your point." Thomas gave in. However, he still didn't feel much better about deceiving Amy.

John ordered them another beer. "So now what? Do you have anything in mind?"

"Well, I have an awards ceremony coming up next Friday night. I'm supposed to get an award for some charitable work I've been doing. I was planning on going by myself. However, I was wondering if Amy could go with me?"

"Like a date, huh?" John said thinking. "That has possibilities."

"I'm not sure anything could happen since I'm supposed to go with my boss and his wife in their limo."

"This is a formal thing then?"

"Yeah. It's down at the Ritz Ballroom."

"I'll mention it to Amy and act like you had a date cancel at the last minute. I think she'll go along."

Chapter 6

Amy seemed non-committal when John mentioned the awards banquet. However, John couldn't know that her heart started beating a little faster. 

"I'd have to get a new dress and shoes, not to mention my hair," Amy said.

"So you don't want to go?"

"No... uh yes I guess I could go. It's just kind of sudden."

"Well, Thomas didn't plan it like that. His date cancelled."

"All right, I guess I could get ready in time." Amy walked out of the room and almost screamed in glee. 

Thomas arrived early at Amy's house. The limo was scheduled to pick them up there at seven.

John answered the door and invited him in saying, "You look dapper tonight in your black tux."

"Thanks, but these things drive me crazy," he answered placing his finger inside the collar and rubbing. "Is Amy ready?"

"Are you kidding man. Have you ever had a woman ready when you got to her house for a date?"

"Now that you mentioned it, no," he said and they both laughed. However, thirty seconds later, Amy was walking down the stairs. The two men turned and stared.

"Wow," John and Thomas said at the same time.

Amy was wearing a red velvet dress. It fit her like a glove and was short on her thighs and low cut. Her hair was up on her head and she had little curls running down the sides. Her eyes were highlighted with mascara and her lipstick matched her dress. There was a diamond broach around her neck and a matching bracelet on her wrist.

"Do you like?" Amy said turning around in front of the two men. She could feel their eyes on her and a little chill ran through her body.

Both men stood with their mouths open. "Well, if you can close your mouth long enough Thomas, you can put my wrap on me," Amy said handing him a coordinated shoulder wrap.

"Take good care of her," John said, suddenly sad that he wasn't going out with his gorgeous wife.

As the two walked down the sidewalk together, John watched Amy swing her sexy ass in the tight dress. He felt another pang of regret but it wasn't enough to dull his excitement at the prospects of the two doing something tonight. 

Thomas opened the limo door and let Amy get in. As soon as she stepped into the stretch limo, she saw a pretty blond woman of thirty-five or so. Next to her was a much older man. He had gray hair and must have been in his sixties.

"Amy, this is Mr. Trice Rutherford, my boss, and his wife Elaina."

"Pleased to meet you," Amy said shaking Elaina's hand and then Mr. Rutherford's.

As the chauffeur drove them downtown, Amy assessed the two people across from her. It was obviously a May/December marriage. Elaina was young and vibrant, her eyes sparkling. Trice was... well old. They didn't fit together. However, Amy knew that he must have a bundle of money. 

When they reached the Ritz Ballroom, the four of them were led to a center table. Thomas was one of the guests of honor and was to be awarded the top award. Trice Rutherford was going to do the presentation. After dinner and the awards, there was a band for dancing. 

It took about two hours to eat and get all the other awards out of the way. Then Trice presented Thomas with his award. Thomas gave a short acceptance speech and the formal part of the evening was over. 

"Thomas and Amy," Trice said, "I'm afraid I'm going to have to leave you. Since I had my second heart attack, I get tired very easily. My driver, Donald, is going to take me home and then he will be available for you." Then he turned to his wife and said, "Honey if you want to stay a while, Donald can bring you home with Thomas and Amy."

"Okay sweetie," Elaina said and stood to kiss her husband goodnight.

A few minutes later, the band started to play. Thomas invited Amy out on the dance floor. 

"I feel bad for Mrs. Rutherford," Amy said.

"Why, because she's so rich?" Thomas laughed as he held Amy, moving her effortlessly around the floor. 

"No, because she's all alone tonight," Amy said. "You should dance with her too."

"Sure."

Several dances later Amy and Thomas returned to the table.

"Mrs. Rutherford, would you like to dance?" Thomas asked.

"It's Elaina. Thank you Thomas. I'd love to."

Thomas led Elaina to the dance floor. He found her to be an excellent dancer. She had obviously had lessons. She moved with grace and ease and kept up with Thomas on every song. After five or six dances, Thomas led Elaina back to the table.

"Whew, you ladies are going to wear me out," Thomas said wiping his brow with a handkerchief.

"Maybe we have to clone you," Elaina said with a meaningful smile.

"Wait a minute, I have an idea," Thomas said looking across the room. "I'll be back in a minute."

Amy and Elaina looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders.

Five minutes later, Thomas was back and had young man in tow. He was black and looked to be about twenty-five years old. 

"Elaina, this is Rodney. Rodney works for the company, but happens to also be a cousin of mine and one of the best dancers I know."

"Hi Rodney," Elaina said with a pretty smile and an appraising look.

"Pleased to meet you Mrs. Rutherford," Rodney said, returning the smile and the look.

"It's Elaina. Please have a seat until the band starts again."

For the rest of the evening, Elaina and Rodney danced, laughed, and talked with each other. They seem to hit it off from the start.

The four of them were sitting at the table when the lights dimmed. The band began to play a medley of slow songs. Thomas took Amy's hand and led her to the dance floor. Rodney looked uncomfortable as he sat next to Elaina, unsure if he should ask her to dance.

She ended his indecision by taking his hand and pulling him to the floor. 

Amy snuggled into Thomas as they slow danced around the room. Amy didn't realize it but Thomas was slowly leading her to a dark corner. She had her head on his shoulder and her soft breasts pressed to his chest as they swayed to the soft music. Suddenly, Amy could feel Thomas getting excited. When she looked up in surprise, his lips came down to hers. Amy would have pulled away but she had been longing for a kiss all evening. She knew that it was much too public a place for her to be kissing someone. However, the wine, the music, and Thomas's strong arms made her throw caution to the wind and melt into his embrace. Their bodies gently swayed together as their tongues dueled. She could feel Thomas's hands slip down to her velvet covered ass cheeks. A little moan escaped her lips when his strong fingers pressed into her flesh and she responded by pressing her groin into his. 

"Oh my," they heard and pulled their lips apart quickly. When they looked around, they saw Elaina and Rodney smiling at them.

Both Thomas and Amy were embarrassed. 

"Uh... uh... we were just..." Amy started to say.

"I could see what you were 'just' doing," Elaina said but there was a smile on her face.

Just then, the band took a break and the four went back to the table. 

"Amy, would you like to join me in the powder room?"

"Sure," she said and followed Elaina.

The two of them went into the restroom. When they were standing at the mirror fixing their makeup, Elaina spoke. "You and Thomas seem to have a very close relationship," she said.

"Uh... uh... yes, we're very good friends."

"I can see that," Elaina said with a laugh. "He's quite handsome, but then so is his cousin Rodney."

"Uh... yes," Amy said, clearly uncomfortable.

Elaina could sense that and changed the subject abruptly. "I guess you're wondering what I'm doing with such a... a... well, an older man?"

"It's none of my business," Amy said.

However, Elaina obviously felt she needed to explain. "Well, Trice has been very good to me. I met him when I was thirty, recently divorced, and down on my luck. He was almost sixty then but still very vibrant. We've been married almost ten years. Two years ago, he had his first heart attack. Then he had another about six months ago."

"I'm sorry Elaina. But you really don't have to explain anything to me."

"I know, but I'm sure you were wondering."

Amy looked at her and smiled. "Yeah."

"So what's the story with you and Thomas?" Elaina said, returning to her original subject. " I mean, I see you have a wedding band on and I know Thomas isn't married."

Amy felt her face flush. "Thomas is a good friend," she repeated in a non-committal fashion.

"I have to say he looks like more than a 'good friend'." However, there wasn't any accusation in her voice. "Listen Amy, I'm not judging you. I sometimes wish I had a friend like Thomas."

Amy smiled. "Rodney seems like a nice fellow," she said trying to change the subject back to her.

"Yes he is." Then out of nowhere, Elaina said, " Amy, Trice has been impotent for several years; primarily because of the medicine he has to take. I'm not saying I made a mistake marrying him-it was the best thing that ever happened to me, but a woman has her needs."

Amy was a little surprised that Elaina was sharing all this with her and she must have shown it.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't be laying all this on you. After all we just met." Then she laughed. "Let's just have some fun tonight." 

"I'm for that," Amy answered, relieved that the conversation was over. Amy didn't notice that the corner of Elaina's pink panties was hanging out of her purse as they walked out of the ladies room.

They went back out and found Rodney and Thomas waiting for them. The band was playing another medley of slow songs. The two men pulled the women back on the floor. As they danced, Amy looked over at Elaina and saw that she was plastered to Rodney's body. Amy smiled and pulled Thomas tighter. 

Thomas began to kiss Amy's neck, bringing chills to her. His hands slowly worked down her back until he was holding her ass cheeks. Then they were kissing again. The room began to spin around Amy as the kiss went on and on. They were no longer moving but standing motionless, except for their lips and Thomas's hands. 

When Amy finally pulled away breathlessly, she looked over and gasped. Rodney and Elaina were kissing. She looked around the room to see if anyone else noticed the boss's wife and the young man kissing. She saw that only a few people were left and they were mostly drunk. She watched as Rodney's hand slid down the back of Elaina's blue gown until he was grasping her ass like Thomas had done to her. 

"Rodney's a fast worker huh?" Thomas whispered into Amy's ear.

"Yes," she whispered. Then she watched with wide eyes as his hand moved to her breast. Slowly, his large hand slid down and into the top of Elaina's gown. She heard Elaina moan but she made no move to stop him. Amy could feel her juice filling her panties as she watched Rodney's hand move under Elaina's low cut gown. 

"We had better get out of here before someone sees them," Thomas said.

"I think you're right," Amy answered excitedly.

Minutes later, the chauffeur was in the front of the building waiting. Thomas told the driver to pick them up and then drive around for a while. 

It was apparent that Elaina had had a little too much too drink as Rodney helped her into the limo. Amy and Thomas climbed in behind them. As soon as they were seated, Elaina was on Rodney, her lips searching his.

Amy gasped as she watched the rich "older" woman make out with the young man. Amy didn't watch for long because Thomas turned her to him and his lips captured hers. Soon the inside of the limo was filled with the moaning of four people. 

There was a loud moan from the seat across from Amy and she pulled away and looked. Another gasp escaped her lips when she saw that Rodney had his hand between Elaina's legs. Amy felt her blood begin to boil. Her panties were soaked and she could feel her sex lips quiver as she watched the two across from them. 

Elaina moaned and pulled Rodney until he was half lying on top of her, his hand buried between her thighs. Her legs slipped apart, giving the other couple a clear view of Rodney's hand paying with her vagina. Elaina had obviously taken her panties off at some point in the evening, or she had never worn any. Amy thought it might be the former.

Thomas pulled Amy to him and kissed her. His hand came up and cupped her barely concealed breast. 

Amy moaned as his hand went inside of her top and pulled the soft flesh out. Then his head dropped and he took the nipple into his mouth. "Oh God Thomas," Amy moaned as he sucked her hard nipple. She looked over and saw that Rodney had pulled Elaina's top down and both breasts were bared. His mouth was locked to one as he played with the other. Elaina's eyes were closed and her head was back, her hand holding the boy's head to her breast. 

As Thomas sucked on Amy's breast, his hand slowly slid up her thigh. He heard Amy moan and felt her open her legs. A second later, his fingers found her swollen sex lips barely concealed under her wet panties. He pushed the gusset aside and slid two fingers into her wet hole.

"Ahhhhhh!!!" Amy moaned.

Elaina opened her eyes and looked over to see Thomas fingering Amy. She felt her vagina throb as her lover did the same. Elaina's skirt was up to her waist now and her top was down, baring her breasts. 

Rodney thought she was going to stop him when she pushed him back and sat up. Instead, she reached for his zipper. 

The noise from Rodney's zipper caused Amy to open her eyes. She watched with wide eyes as the pretty woman opened Rodney's pants. Then, with diamond-covered fingers, she reached inside. A moan escaped the woman's lips as she wrapped her hand around his hard penis. 

Elaina struggled for a bit until she pulled his throbbing black erection from his pants. Another moan escaped her lips, then her head moved down, and without any preliminaries, she sucked him inside her mouth.

Now both Thomas and Amy were watching the two lovers across from them. Thomas reached over, took Amy's hand, and placed it on the tent in his pants. 

Amy caressed Thomas almost absentmindedly, her eyes never leaving the woman across from them. It was obvious that Elaina loved oral sex. She was doing an excellent job on Rodney. His hips were moving up and down and he had his hands on her head. It was his turn to put his head back, close his eyes, and moan in pleasure. "Oh God baby, suck me," he hissed. "That's it, use that tongue," he said.

Suddenly, Elaina pulled away. Her eyes were wild with excitement. "Oh God, I can't stand it. I want you to fuck me!"

Thomas and Amy gasped.

Elaina leaned back on the seat and spread her legs.

Rodney smiled over at Thomas and began to strip his pants off. He already had his jacket off and his tie had disappeared somewhere in the ballroom. Suddenly, he was naked and crawling between the woman's legs.

"Wait! Do you have a rubber?" Elaina asked.

Rodney looked at her like she was crazy. "Don't use no rubbers. That's like 'taking a shower in a raincoat'," he laughed. 

"I'm not on anything," Elaina said in a panic, looking over at the astounded couple across from them.

"Sorry babe. I don't carry them anyway," Rodney said and began to pick his pants up. Rodney had been through this routine before. Most women came around before he got his pants on.

"No wait!" Elaina said quickly, panic in her voice. Then she looked over at Thomas and Amy again. She bit her lip with indecision. "Uh... maybe it'll be alright one time. Oh Christ, I've got to have it," Elaina said and pulled Rodney back to her.

"Whatever you want baby," Rodney said and began kissing her again, fitting himself between her spread legs.

Amy sat stunned as excitement coursed through her like an electric charge. She knew exactly how the woman felt. Her vagina throbbed and she could feel a river of juice pouring out of her. Her eyes never left the couple as Rodney prepared to enter her. She saw Elaina grab his penis and place it at the entrance to her vagina.

Thomas had a wide grin on his face. This couldn't have worked out better. Elaina's indecision and ultimate surrender might help him with Amy, he thought.

"Ahhhhhh!" Elaina moaned as Rodney's large black cock slid into her very wet hole. Her legs came up and wrapped around his waist. Her expensive dress was a wrinkled mess at her waist. Their lips locked together as her hips began to buck into the young man. "Oh God! Oh God! Oh God!" Elaina hissed.

"Oh Jesus," Amy said as she watched Rodney's black ass move up and down, plunging his long cock in and out of Elaina. 

Suddenly, Thomas slid off the seat. He began to kiss up Amy's thighs.

"Thomas what are you doing?" Amy whispered.

"I'm going to eat you while you watch them."

"Oh my God," she moaned and let her legs slip apart. Her movement pushed her dress high on her thighs. She grabbed Thomas's head and led him to her sopping vagina. "Oh God Thomas, suck me!" she moaned as he pulled the gusset of her panties aside and his tongue began to lick her. She could feel his tongue everywhere on her pulsing sex. 

Thomas licked her swollen inner lips, then the smooth outer ones. Then he pushed her legs even further apart and slid his tongue deep into her throbbing hole.

Amy worked hard to keep her eyes on the couple across from her. She moaned as she watched the sophisticated lady acting like a total slut.

Elaina and Rodney paid no attention to Amy or Thomas. Elaina's face was a mask of lust. Her eyes were closed and her cheeks were flushed as her hands squeezed Rodney's buttocks, pulling him forcefully into her. Her legs were wrapped around his waist and her hips bucked upward to meet each downward stroke. 

Rodney's naked body almost covered the small blond woman. He lifted her legs and placed them on his shoulders, bending her almost double, and giving him the leverage to force himself deep into her. His hips moved in powerful strokes, pushing his penis as far as it would go into the older woman. 

Amy had a great view of his black penis splitting her stretched vagina. She could see the black skin becoming shiny with Elaina's juices. As she watched, she pushed her hips up into Thomas's mouth and moaned.

"Oh Jesus, I'm going to cummmmmmmmmm!!!" Elaina moaned as her legs locked around Rodney's neck. Suddenly, her body tensed and began to shake as she began to convulse in pleasure. Little whimpers came from her open mouth and her breasts heaved as she tried to get enough oxygen. Each time it appeared that she was done climaxing, she would start again. The sloppy sound of her vagina being pounded relentlessly by Rodney echoed throughout the limo. 

The assault went on and on until Rodney moaned that he was going to cum. Now, it was Rodney's body that tensed in pleasure and he moaned, "Oh that's it baby. Take it! Take my cum!" Rodney pushed hard into Elaina. Then he froze and he bellowed like a bull, his penis buried as deeply as it would go, and his churning balls touching her ass. 

He's cumming into her unprotected pussy, Amy thought as she saw his white cream start to appear on his black shaft. God, she's taking his seed into her and risking getting pregnant. Suddenly, Amy's vagina throbbed. "Oh God. Ohhhhhhh!!!" she moaned as a climax rushed through her. She pulled Thomas's sucking mouth to her climaxing hole.

Several minutes later, the limo was quiet but for the heavy breathing of the four people. 

Elaina finally sat up. Her hair was a mess, her makeup smeared and her dress was bunched around her waist. Her legs were spread and strings of sperm began to drip from her stretched hole. She looked embarrassed at losing control, but her face was still flushed with excitement. 

Suddenly, the car stopped and the driver announced that they were at Amy's house.

Quickly Amy and Thomas straightened their clothes and said goodbye to Elaina and Rodney. As they exited the car, Amy turned around and saw Rodney crawling over a very willing Elaina again.

Amy heard that Elaina and her husband were the proud parents of a baby boy nine months later. 

Chapter 7

It was almost two o'clock and John had been restless all night. He wanted desperately to know what Thomas and Amy were doing. When he heard a car door close, he rushed to an upstairs window. He saw the limo pulling away and watched as Amy and Thomas walked up the sidewalk. He could see that Amy was leaning heavily on Thomas.

By the time the front door closed, John was at the top of the stairs in the dark. He could see the lower half of the two as they stepped into the foyer. Thomas was pressing Amy to the wall and it looked like they were kissing. He had to see more. Quietly, he moved down several steps. Then he gasped. Now he could see that Thomas was kissing Amy and he had a breast out of her top. His large hand was caressing her breast as he continued to kiss her. Then he watched as his hand moved down her body until it was under her skirt. 

Amy moaned as Thomas slid a finger into her saturated hole. However, the moan was one born more of frustration then excitement. She wanted something bigger in her. She reached down, pulled Thomas's zipper down, and worked his large tool out of the opening.

John watched from the stairs as his wife caressed Thomas's penis. Then he saw Thomas push Amy against the wall and lift her leg, moving between. Suddenly, John was gasping for breath. He could see that Amy's panties were stretched to the side, baring her swollen sex. He suddenly held his breath as Thomas brought the head of his penis to Amy's swollen lips. He's going to fuck her right there in our foyer, John thought as the blood pounded in his head.

"Oh God Thomas, noooooo!" Amy moaned as the head touched her hole. Her body started to tremble all over. In spite of her reluctance, she needed him bad. Her mind was in a whirl of indecision. Without her conscious control, she opened herself wider and pushed her hips downward. "Ohhhhhhh!!!" she hissed as his large penis began to slide into her. The wide shaft stretched her as inch after inch went into her body.

She's doing it, John thought. I never would have believed it. She's fucking Thomas.

Suddenly, Amy realized what she was doing. "No, Thomas, please," Amy gasped, pushing him back, forcing his penis out of her. Suddenly she felt empty as her hole throbbed with need. She could feel the sex juices stirred up by Thomas's shaft dripping down her thighs. 

She's come to her senses, John thought as he saw Thomas's wet penis slip out of his wife. Then he watched as his pretty wife slipped to her knees. He saw her eagerly lick the throbbing tip of Thomas's penis, laving the head with great care. She fisted his penis and licked his black stick like it was an ice cream cone. John could feel his own penis pulsing in his shorts. He pulled it out and began to run his hand up and down the length, careful not to get too excited.

Amy parted her lips and sucked the large head inside her mouth. She smiled and worked harder as she heard Thomas moan. Still, her swollen vagina felt empty, but as much as she wanted his penis inside her, she knew it was far too dangerous. Instead, her lips and tongue worked on Thomas, giving him pleasure in the only safe way she knew.

Thomas was only slightly disappointed. He knew there would be other opportunities. However, right now he was enjoying the blowjob immensely. He held Amy's blond head in his hands, directing her lips on his tool. He pulled her forward, forcing his penis to the back of her throat. When he heard her gag, he eased the pressure. 

Amy pushed back hard, trying to relax her throat muscles. However, she could take no more than half his penis into her throat. She made a mental note to practice that on John. Right now, she wanted Thomas's cum. Her hand began to fly up and down his shaft and her mouth sucked hard. Thomas's hips were moving so fast that several times his penis slipped out of her mouth.

"Oh God baby, suck it!" Thomas cried as he felt his balls tighten. Suddenly, his legs tensed as excitement rushed through him. "Ohhhhhhh!!!" he moaned as his hips moved at lightning speed. Just as he felt his cum rushing up the shaft, his penis slipped from Amy's mouth. He desperately tried to get it back into her mouth but it was too late. 

The first blast hit Amy on the chin, splattering down to her still exposed breast. She tried to pull his penis back to her open mouth but before she could do it, the giant head pulsed several more times, coating her face and lips with his thick discharge. Finally she captured the spitting tool in her mouth again and swallowed what was left of his climax. However, Amy's face was covered with his white cum. It dripped from her lips and chin. 

When Amy stood up, Thomas looked at her sheepishly. "Sorry," he said when he saw her messy face.

Amy smiled and whispered, "No problem, I hear sperm is good for your complexion."

They both laughed quietly.

"You'd better go," Amy said. 

"Thanks for going with me," Thomas said. 

"It was my pleasure," Amy answered and kissed Thomas's lips gently.

He pulled her to him and pressed his mouth to her cum wet lips. They both moaned as his tongue went into her mouth.

Amy pulled away, breathing heavily again. "I'll talk to you soon," she said and practically pushed him out the door. Then she rushed upstairs. She had to walk through the bedroom to get to the master bathroom. As she did, she stopped and looked down at her sleeping husband. For a second she thought about crawling into bed with him. However, she knew that it was crazy-her face was still covered and dripping Thomas's cum. She turned and rushed to the bathroom.

John almost moaned in frustration. He had seen Amy's face in the dim bedroom light as she stood next to the bed. There was no mistaking the shiny residue on her lips and chin. He had watched Thomas put it there a few minutes before. He was almost disappointed when she turned and went into the bathroom.

When Amy looked into the mirror, she almost gasped. Her face was a sticky, cum covered mess. Thomas's sperm was literally dripping from her chin in a long string. She reached up and caught it on her finger and brought it to her mouth. You slut, she thought as chills ran up and down her spine. Then she scooped more off her face and with a shaking hand brought it to her still swollen vagina lips. She hesitated for a moment before she began to rub fingers through her lips. Then, she moaned and her legs almost buckled as she slid her fingers into her throbbing hole. An incredible climax rushed through her. She had to grasp the counter with her free hand to keep her from collapsing to the floor. 

When Amy came out of the bathroom a few minutes later, she woke John. He was very happy to take care of her, filling her with his seed.

In her mind, she imagined Thomas pumping her full of his potent sperm as she climaxed repeatedly.

Chapter 8

John called Thomas on Monday to find out what had transpired during the charity event. Thomas filled him in, telling him about the ride in the limo. He described what Rodney and his rich lady had done and said that he and Amy watched as they had their own fun. He figured that John had seen what happened in the foyer so he didn't describe that. However, John brought it up in the conversation.

"So, it looked like you made it pretty far with Amy."

"You saw that huh?" Thomas said.

"Didn't miss an inch of it," John laughed. "Technically you accomplished your goal I guess but I'm afraid that I can't declare you a winner yet." 

"I think I need a little more time alone with Amy. She's a tough one," Thomas said with a smile not ready to declare victory yet either.

"Well, this is very unusual for our game of 'Who can seduce Amy,' but I guess I'll give you another chance. Actually, I was thinking of going to Pittsburgh for a day or two next week. I can tell Amy that I asked you to look after her. How does that sound?"

"Great!" Thomas said excitedly. "If I don't accomplish my objective then, I never will."

"Do I detect a little loss of confidence?" John said in jest.

"Nope, I just need a little quality time with her."

"All right, I'll go on Wednesday morning so you will have Wednesday and Thursday night."

"Okay," Thomas said trying to hide his excitement. He paused and added, "Are you still sure about this?"

"Thomas, Amy seems happier than she's been in several years; even before the miscarriage. If everything works out, the three of us will be very good friends for a long, long time. Go for it man!"

"All right," Thomas said with a wide grin. Then he added, "I have to tell you John, you have one hell of a woman there. I don't know why, but she loves you a lot."

"I know. Thanks Thomas."

"I should be thanking you."

"All right, enough of this stuff; this is getting too mushy," John laughed. "Okay, so it's settled, next Wednesday will be the big night. By the way, why don't you come over Friday night? I'll pick up a movie and we can watch it on the big screen in my clubroom. It'll be another opportunity for you to soften up Amy," John snickered. 

"That works for me too. What time?"

"Eight should be good."

Amy felt so naughty as she stood in the kitchen preparing snacks for the three of them. The little flowered sundress she had on barely covered her body. She hadn't worn it in years and it didn't quite come to the middle of her thighs. The top was cut too low and was tight across her bust. The thin spaghetti straps strained to hold the material over her otherwise bare breasts. The fact that she hadn't worn panties made her face flush with excitement. The high heel sandals she wore emphasized her long and sexy legs. 

Thomas walked to the kitchen and whistled, leaning against the door jam. "Pretty sexy, lady," he said.

Amy looked at Thomas and blushed. "Where's John?" she asked. She saw that Thomas was wearing one of those sleeveless muscle shirts and a pair of baggy exercise shorts. Her eyes scanned his strong chest and arms and then went to his groin. She saw a prominent bulge tenting the leg of his shorts. She turned back to the counter where she was placing some chips in a bowl and her hands began to tremble.

"Down in the clubroom fooling with the VCR," Thomas said as he walked slowly over to Amy. He stood behind her, placing his hands on her shoulders. Gradually, he pushed his groin into the cheeks of her soft buttocks as his hands slid slowly down her bare arms. When his lips touched the crook of her neck, he felt her shiver and little goose bumps appeared across her soft white skin. A little moan escaped her lips as she turned her head to the side, letting him tickle her neck and shoulder with his tongue.

"Thomas," Amy said in admonishment when she felt his penis begin to harden. Yet, her hand reached back and touched the half-hard shaft under the leg of his shorts. Another moan escaped her lips when she felt the cotton covered head of his penis in her hand. She closed her fist around it and leaned back into Thomas's arms.

"Oh God Amy," Thomas moaned. "Did John tell you that he was going out of town next week?" he whispered as his hands left her arms and moved to her now heaving breasts.

"Yes," she gasped.

Thomas wasn't certain the yes was the answer to his question or her reaction to his hands on her breasts. It didn't matter anyway. He began to knead the soft mounds in his hands and pressed his now fully hard penis into her squeezing hand. 

Amy moved her hand down to the leg of Thomas's shorts until she found the bottom opening. Her head fell back on his chest and her hand slid upward until it touched his rapidly swelling penis. She moaned as her fingers wrapped around the hot bare skin of his shaft. "Thomas," she moaned again as she felt his hand reach down and slowly pull the bottom of her dress up. However, she didn't stop him as he pulled it to her waist, leaving her lower half bare from her waist to her sandals. 

Thomas turned Amy around and his lips captured hers. His penis was outside of his shorts now and pressed to her stomach. He centered himself between her legs, his penis dripping his pre-cum on her soft skin.

"Thomas, we can't," Amy sighed. She pushed him back and looked through the opening in the kitchen to make sure John was still downstairs. Suddenly, she felt pressure on her shoulders. It was obvious what Thomas wanted. She looked through the opening again and bit her lip in indecision. Then she slowly slipped to her knees, her head sinking below the counter. A little moan escaped her lips when she saw his large tool in front of her face, throbbing and leaking juice. Her hand was trembling as she brought the swollen head to her lips. 

"Oh Amy," Thomas moaned as she took it into her mouth.

John walked up the steps and stopped when he saw Thomas through the opening in the kitchen. He looked like he was standing there staring at nothing. He called over to Thomas, asking, "Where's Amy?"

Amy jumped and tried to pull away. One of Thomas's hands held her head to his penis. Amy held her breath as she heard Thomas respond to John.

"She had to go upstairs for a minute," he said but his eyes looked down, showing John where Amy really was.

John felt his heart skip a beat when he realized that Amy was just below the counter, probably sucking Thomas. Excitement began to course through his veins as he watched Thomas close his eyes and saw his body move slightly. 

"Well, the movie's ready. I'll be downstairs," he said but stood at the top of the stairs for a minute more. He watched as Thomas moved his other hand to Amy's head. Suddenly, he could see the very top of Amy's head. A quiet moan escaped his lips as he watched her head move up and down. It was almost more exciting than actually seeing her sucking him. 

Amy assumed that John had gone back downstairs, as she began to suck again, moaning around Thomas's penis.

"Jesus," John whispered under his breath as he heard the sucking sounds of his wife's mouth on his best friend's penis. His own penis was throbbing in his shorts now. He was almost tempted to take it out but hesitated. Finally, he turned and walked back downstairs. 

Thomas watched as Amy sucked his pulsing shaft. Her eyes were closed and her lips bulged with the width of his wide shaft. He almost gasped when Amy pulled his penis from her mouth and then slid the dripping head around her cheeks lovingly. 

Amy groaned as she felt the swollen shaft touch her warm cheek. She could feel his pre-cum juice smear across her cheek. Then she pulled her head back and used her tongue to lick the dribbling juice until only her shiny saliva remained. Her mouth opened again and she took him back inside.

Thomas moaned and his hips began to move back and forth, sliding in and out of her willing mouth. Suddenly he felt like he might climax. Quickly, Thomas pulled his penis from Amy's mouth. It made a "pop" as Amy tried unsuccessfully to keep it. 

Amy looked up at Thomas with lust filled eyes.

"I think we had better get downstairs," Thomas said pulling Amy to her feet. He could see that his juice shining on her cheeks. 

"Uh... yes... uh... I'll bring the... uh snacks down," Amy said, her voice shaking with excitement. "You get the beer." 

"Gladly," Thomas responded and picked up a six-pack of beer. He pushed his penis back under his shorts and watched as Amy swayed her sexy buttocks as she left the room with the snacks. He waited for a minute, hoping his erection would fade. Finally, he gave up; figuring the beer would cover his "problem" until he could sit down. 

John had all of the lights out in their comfortably furnished clubroom, leaving only the light from the TV to light the room. The large wood paneled room had a pool table, a bar, and a large screen TV with a sofa and large chair in front of it. 

Thomas sat the beer on the coffee table, took one, and handed one to John. John had a bottle of wine chilling for Amy. The three of them sat on the sofa, with Amy in the middle.

"So what's the movie?" Thomas asked as if he cared.

"Star Wars, the hundredth generation I think," John laughed and hit the play button.

The three of them sat back to watch the movie. Within a few minutes, Amy had snuggled next to John with her legs curled up on the sofa. Her feet were touching Thomas's thigh. John had intentionally set the air conditioner to a lower temperature. He figured Amy would want to use the afghan he had left on the coffee table.

When they were settled in, Thomas looked over at Amy's position. The way she had her legs situated, he could see most of the back of her thighs. Another couple of inches and he would be able to see her bare ass. He knew that she didn't have panties on. His penis, which had settled down, began to swell again. 

Amy drank her wine as they watched the movie. About halfway through the movie, the bottle was empty and she was feeling lightheaded. As she snuggled closer to John, she could feel Thomas's eyes on her. She shifted slightly and felt her thin dress move higher on her hips. She wasn't sure what she was exposing until she heard a little gasp and felt the cool room air on her exposed buttocks. 

Thomas acted like he was watching the movie, but his eyes were on the backs of Amy's thighs. When she shifted, he sucked in his breath. He could see her soft buttocks but more importantly, he could also see the puffy lips of her sex squeezed between her legs. In the dim light of the room, he was certain that he could see her shiny juice on her thighs. His heart was pounding in his chest as he slowly moved his hand to the sofa, creeping closer to Amy's curled legs. When he touched the skin of her calf, he felt her tense.

Suddenly, Amy sat up. "I'm getting chilly," she said, reaching over to pick up the afghan and spreading it over her lower half. Then she curled up in the same position next to John. 

Almost immediately, Thomas's hand went to Amy's leg again, this time it was hidden by the afghan. He rubbed her leg for a little while and then began to move higher. Again, he could feel Amy tense and then she trembled as his fingers reached the back of her thighs. Inch by inch they moved closer to her center. 

A little whimper came from Amy's lips and she coughed to cover it up. Thomas's fingers had almost reached her swollen sex lips.

Thomas moved his fingers gently on the silky skin just below her throbbing sex. He could feel the wetness on the tips of his fingers. Pretending to stare at the TV, Thomas slowly inserted his middle finger into Amy's wet hole. He could feel her body tremble as his finger went in to the first knuckle. Then he pulled back until just the tip was in the hole. When he felt Amy's hips push toward him, he moved his finger back inside, all the way this time. 

Amy bit her lip hard as she tried to control her reaction. Thomas was driving her crazy by slowly moving his finger in and out. While she was successful in controlling her trembling on the outside, on the inside, her vagina was throbbing and squeezing Thomas's finger like a vise. Just when she thought she would go mad, she felt Thomas's index finger touch her between her ass cheeks. Suddenly, she felt the tip of the finger on her little nether hole. He wouldn't! Amy thought. However, she felt Thomas's juice covered finger begin to enter her rear hole. She wanted to scream but instead, she tried to relax her muscles.

Thomas was breathing heavily. He knew he was taking a big risk because he wasn't certain how Amy would react to a finger up her ass. However, he grew bolder when he felt Amy push gently toward him. A smile came to his lips and he pushed hard. Suddenly, his middle finger was in her vagina and his index finger was all the way into her ass.

Thomas and Amy's hearts were pounding in their chests as they both sat frozen, staring at the TV.

John was very much aware of activity on the sofa next to him. However, there was no way for him to know for sure what was happening. He was confident that Thomas had one or maybe two fingers in Amy's vagina because he could feel Amy struggling to remain still.

Amy's head was spinning so much that she thought she might pass out. She had never had anything up her ass before. Now, she could feel one of Thomas's fingers in her ass and the other in her vagina, separated only by a thin membrane of skin. She knew that at any second, he was going to begin to move his fingers. She was on the verge of climax.

Thomas slowly began to pull his fingers out of Amy's holes. When just the tips were inside, he pushed back in and felt her quiver. Then he began to slowly move them in and out. He loved the contrast between the two holes; one was wet and slick, the other tight and warm.

Amy knew that she couldn't last long if Thomas kept this up. She fought desperately to keep her hips still. Her thighs quivered and suddenly she was fighting to control her rapidly approaching climax. It was a losing battle. Amy thought she was going to lose consciousness as fireworks started to go off in her head. She bit her lip and squeezed her eyes tight as electric shocks rushed through her center. She had never felt anything like it. The act of holding her body still and fighting to stop a climax intensified her pleasure tenfold. 

Suddenly, Amy's vagina and anus grew so tight that Thomas could barely move his fingers. He could feel his middle finger become drenched with juice and her inner walls throb. He smiled when he realized that she was climaxing. He felt her two holes sucking his fingers as he kept moving them until he felt the muscles relax. Then he slowly pulled them out.

A few minutes later Amy stirred. She got up and went to the bathroom, leaving John and Thomas alone. 

John turned to Thomas with a wide grin. He could see his friend grin back at him. Then he held his hand out and Thomas slapped it. John almost gasped as his fingers came in contact with Thomas's very wet hand. On impulse, he took the hand into his and shook it, watching the conspiratorial smile from his friend. 

Amy was still trembling as she wiped the juice from her dripping hole. She looked at herself in the mirror and couldn't see any difference. She had been certain that her face would give her indiscretion away. Yet, there was no change. Her hair was a little messed and her neck and chest had a red flush but otherwise, she just looked like a very satisfied woman. She took a deep breath and rejoined Thomas and John.

When Amy returned, she noticed that John and Thomas were whispering something. She saw that they had pulled the afghan over their legs. John lifted it up and let Amy get between the two of them again.

Amy sat with her feet on the floor this time but still leaned into John. Several minutes later, she tensed when she felt John's hand on her thigh. Almost as a reflex, she opened her legs, letting his hand caress her bare skin. She could see a smile on his face in the flickering light of the TV. Then, suddenly Amy jumped. Thomas's hand had touched her other leg. She felt him pulling her leg toward him. John was doing the same and both of them began to move upward. She was in a panic now. What if their hands touch? she thought. She knew that she had to do something. 

Thomas was moving slowly up Amy's thigh when he felt her grab his hand. She pushed it away and reached over to touch his thigh. A smile came to his lips as her hand began to slide up his thigh until it slid under the baggy leg of his shorts. He tried not to gasp as her warm hand circled his hard penis.

On the other side, Amy pushed John's hand away and did the same as she had done to Thomas. Her heart was pounding in her chest when she found that he already had his penis out of his shorts. She wrapped her hand around it and squeezed. Suddenly, she was sitting between her husband and his best friend with their penises in her hands. She had to smile as she glanced at each of them and saw them staring at the TV like nothing were happening. Her own vagina began to throb again at her naughtiness. In her wildest imagination, she would never have thought she would be holding two stiff penises in her hand at the same time. Yet, here she was holding one black and one white one. Since she couldn't move her hand up and down without one or the other noticing, she began to squeeze them rhythmically. She felt each of them throb in response.

Thomas and John sat quietly as Amy gently worked on their erections, her hand squeezing one penis then the other. Each of them fought to keep their hips still. However, Amy was driving them to distraction. Time and again she would squeeze her hands hard, forcing the shafts to respond with a throb. Soon, she could feel their slick juices running down to coat her hands. Without moving her arms, she would slide her hands up until she held each swollen head in the palm of her hand. Then she would tease the head with her fingers, rubbing the sensitive spot just below the crown before sliding up to circle the dripping hole with her fingertip. She could tell by the throbbing that both men were getting very excited. Suddenly, she smiled as she thought of having a little contest to see which one squirted first. She had to suppress a little giggle as she began to squeeze their shafts again; first the one in her right hand then the one in the left. A vision of a farmer milking his cows came to her mind. Then she did giggle, but fortunately there was a funny point in the movie.

John was ahead of Thomas and could feel his balls begin to tighten. As much as he wanted to hold back, he found it impossible. Each time his penis would pulse, Amy would respond with a squeeze. Suddenly, he squeezed his thighs together and held his breath. It seemed like time was standing still. He fought to hold his sperm back but it was a losing battle. Suddenly, he felt it rushing up the shaft. 

Amy almost squealed when she felt it. Her hand slid up and covered the head as the first blast shot out. It hit her hand, squirting between her fingers. She used the thick juice to coat the head, forcing more to squirt out. Each pulse sent a new blast into her hand. However, even before John was finished climaxing, Amy felt Thomas's penis pulse. Suddenly, she had two squirting rods in her fists. She squeezed her own thighs together as a little climax rushed through her. By the time she recovered, she had two limp and very wet penises in her fists. 

"Uh... uh... excuse me," Thomas said as he rustled around under the afghan and then got up. "I need to use the facilities."

As soon as he left the room, John turned to Amy and kissed her passionately. She moaned as his tongue went into her mouth. Without thinking, she moved the hand covered with Thomas's sperm over and captured John's wet penis. John realized what was happening right away and he began to get hard again. 

"My but you're horny tonight," Amy whispered as she ran her hand up and down his growing erection. The sperm from Thomas mixed with John's as she caressed his now hard penis again. Suddenly, Amy dropped her head and before John could stop her, she took his cream covered penis into her mouth. She moaned deep in her throat when she tasted the mixture of the two men's sperm.

John pulled Amy's head from his now pulsing penis and covered himself with the afghan a second before Thomas returned. 

"Well... I guess I'll get going," Thomas said. He stepped over, kissed Amy's cheek, and said goodbye to John. They shared a conspiratorial smile.

"See you tomorrow at the course," John replied.

"See you tomorrow," Thomas smiled and headed up the steps. 

Thomas was barely at the top of the stairs when John was pushing Amy onto her back. She opened her legs and grasped his hard shaft. She directed his penis into her more than ready hole. Just as he slid into her, she realized that John still had some of Thomas's sperm covering his penis. She wrapped her legs around her husband and began to climax as his penis went all the way into her throbbing hole.

Chapter 9

On Sunday afternoon the telephone rang at the Slater household.

"Amy! Thomas is on the phone," John yelled with his hand over the mouthpiece. "He was wondering if you wanted to go out to dinner on Wednesday night since I won't be home?"

Amy was in the kitchen when she heard John call out his question. "Uh... uh... I uh," Amy stuttered.

"It's fine with me Amy, I told Thomas to look after you," he added with a smile.

"Well, I... uh... I guess it's okay. If... if it's okay with you." Suddenly, Amy's heart was pounding with excitement. However, she also felt a little pang of dread. She knew that it was going to be very difficult to be alone with Thomas.

John removed his hand and told Thomas, "Yeah man, Amy said she would love to have dinner with you."

Wednesday night...

Amy stood in the bedroom staring into the mirror. She had on a sexy black chiffon dress. It had tiny spaghetti straps holding up the slinky low cut top. The bottom was full and hung sexily from her hips. Underneath, she had on a pair of black thigh high nylons. She bit her lip in indecision then reached over and picked up a pair of black silk panties. A little sigh escaped her lips as she pulled the tiny panties up her thighs. Before they covered her crotch, she looked one last time at her smoothly shaven sex lips. John always wanted her to shave but she had refused until now. She wasn't sure what had gotten into her tonight but when she was trimming her pubic hair, she couldn't seem to stop until everything was gone. Now she sighed and let the dress fall. She turned and started to walk away from her dresser, then stopped. Her hand was trembling as she picked up the little bottle of perfume Thomas had given her. She slipped her hand under her dress and sprayed two sprits of the sweet smelling liquid onto her thighs. 

Amy had been nervous all week. She was looking forward to tonight with excitement but her conscience was still bothering her. She knew that all the things she and Thomas had done were very wrong but somehow she justified it because they hadn't gone all the way-besides, John hadn't suffered at all.

Now she was going to be alone with him in an empty house. The temptation was making her stomach do flip-flops. She knew that she had to make a decision. If she let her libido lead her, she would be in the bedroom in a couple of hours with Thomas between her legs. She was in a quandary. Amy had even gone so far as to ask Jill what she should do. However, she hadn't been much help-she kept saying, "Just go for it." Amy sometimes thought that Jill would feel better if someone else did what she was doing.

The chiming of the front doorbell startled Amy. Her heart started to race as she walked down the steps. When she opened the door she saw Thomas's handsome face and her racing heart fluttered. He was wearing a gray sports coat, blue turtleneck shirt, and black slacks. He had one red rose in his hand.

"Hi!" he said in a half-whisper, handing her the rose.

"Hi," Amy answered almost shyly. "Thank you."

"You ready?"

"Uh... yeah... sure," Amy said, feeling like a high school girl again.

Thomas took Amy to a fancy restaurant where they had a wonderful meal. Thomas was a gentleman all through dinner. When they finished their second bottle of wine, he asked her if she wanted to go to a nightclub. 

Amy thought that was a great idea-she was okay with anything that delayed them being alone in her house.

Thomas took her to a quiet downtown nightclub that was famous for jazz. It wasn't crowded on a Wednesday night so they got their choice of tables. They found a booth in a quiet corner near the dance floor. When the band started playing, Thomas took Amy to the dance floor. The lights were low and there was a large reflecting ball refracting colorful rays around the almost deserted dance floor.

"This is so nice," Amy sighed as she held Thomas tight.

"Yes it has been," Thomas answered as he pulled her tightly to him. He bent his head and kissed her neck.

"Thomas," Amy breathed and shivered. She could feel him becoming excited. Her own groin began to heat. Suddenly, their lips were together and she was welcoming his tongue into her mouth. 

Thomas moaned and slowly slid his hands down the open back of her dress to the swells of her buttocks. He moaned again as they slid over the silky material of her dress and then pulled her into his groin, his hands squeezing her fleshy cheeks. 

The room was spinning almost out of control for Amy. She held Thomas tightly, her arms around his neck, her chest pressed to his. When their lips parted, they were both breathing heavily. 

Thomas led Amy back to the booth. He let her slide in and moved over close to her, putting his arm around her back. Almost immediately they were locked in an embrace again. 

"Um... um..."

Amy and Thomas pulled apart and saw a pretty waitress looking at them. 

"I'm sorry to disturb you two but would you like another drink," she said with a smile.

"Uh... yes, another rum and Coke for me and a wine please."

When the waitress left, Thomas turned to Amy and smiled. "You've gotten me very excited lady."

"Really? I never would have guessed," she said with a smile and then looked down at the tent in his expensive slacks.

Thomas saw her eyes and smiled, pulling her back to him for another kiss. "Thomas, mmmmpppphhhh," she moaned as he covered her mouth with his.

When they pulled apart, Thomas whispered, "Are your panties wet?"

Amy's face flushed and she looked down shyly. She paused, her mouth suddenly very dry. "Yes," she finally whispered in reply.

"Let me see."

Amy looked up with wide eyes.

"Take your panties off. I want to see how excited you are."

Suddenly, Amy's heart was pounding in her chest. "Here?" she asked, glancing around the room.

"Yes. There's no one around."

Amy looked around again and saw that they were quite alone. Her hands began to tremble as she lifted up slightly and reached under her dress. Slowly, she slid her panties down her thighs. Then she held them out to Thomas, refusing to look into his eyes.

Thomas took them from her hand. Then he opened them so that the crotch was exposed. He almost gasped when he saw the clear sex juice covering the gusset. 

Amy turned to Thomas. Her eyes couldn't have gotten any larger as she watched him bring the sodden cloth to his lips, stick his tongue out, and lick them. She felt her swollen sex lips pulse with excitement and squeezed her thighs together. "God Thomas," she sighed.

Thomas laid the panties on the table and brought Amy to him again for a kiss. 

As the two lovers kissed, the waitress returned with their drinks. She stopped suddenly as she started to place their drinks on the table. At first she thought her eyes were deceiving her but there was no doubt-on the table was a pair of panties lying open and the crotch was shiny with juice. Her breathing increased and her heart started to beat hard. She had been watching the couple since they arrived. She had seen them kiss and fondle each other on the dance floor. Now she stood in front of them and her knees felt weak as she stared at the black panties. When she looked back at the kissing couple, she saw them part and look at her. She stood frozen, unable to move. 

Thomas smiled at the shocked waitress then turned back to Amy. He kissed her lips and heard a moan from the young girl as his hand went to Amy's thigh. He pulled her leg toward him, making her dress slide up her thighs.

A little gasp escaped from the waitress's lips as she stared at the black hand moving up the soft white thigh of the woman. Then she moaned as she saw the woman's bare, swollen sex come into view. She couldn't believe that she was standing here watching this. Yet, her legs wouldn't move. Now her breathing was coming in great gasps as she watched a finger slide into the wet hole.

Thomas smiled to himself when he felt Amy's soft sex lips with no hair anywhere to be found. She was ready, he thought.

Amy moaned and lifted her hips from the seat. She opened her eyes as Thomas continued to kiss her and saw the waitress still watching them. An electric shock of exhibitionist pleasure ran through her and she spread her legs a little further apart. She felt like such a slut but she couldn't help herself. A moan escaped her lips as Thomas added a second finger.

Finally the waitress took one of the drinks and set it on the table. When she put the second one down, she almost spilled it, clinking the glasses.

Thomas pulled away from Amy, leaving his fingers inside her as he looked at the waitress. However, instead of leaving, the waitress stood there. "Oh," Thomas finally said and pulled his fingers from Amy's dripping hole. He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a twenty-dollar bill. He held it out to the waitress. As she took it, Thomas rubbed his wet fingers across her palm. "Kept the change," he said with a smile.

The waitress stood for another moment, staring at the shiny juice on her palm. "Uh... uh... thanks," she muttered and then rushed off.

She was probably running to the ladies room to masturbate! Thomas thought. Then he turned back to Amy and began to kiss her again. When his hand went back to Amy's thigh, he felt her open her legs wide. Slowly he kissed up her neck until he was at her ear. "Let's get out of here," he said.

"Thomas," Amy breathed. "I... I... don't know what to do. I'm scared."

"Amy, you know I would never do anything to hurt you," Thomas said.

"I know. I'm not afraid of you Thomas; it's me that I'm afraid of."

"I'll tell you what. Why don't I take you back to your place and I'll eat you."

Amy sucked in her breath, not sure she had heard Thomas correctly. "What?" she said.

"Listen Amy, I know you're worried about going all the way with me. If you're not ready, then that's okay. We can just go back and I'll eat you."

Amy's could feel her swollen sex lips quivering at the thought of Thomas's mouth on her. "Okay," she whispered.

"Okay what?" Thomas asked, knowing what she meant but wanting to hear her say it.

"Okay, you can... you can take... take me home and... and eaaaaatttt me!" Amy hissed in nervous excitement.

"Well, since you asked real nice, let's get out of here," Thomas said with a smile, pulling Amy out of the booth. They walked out of the club, leaving Amy's panties on the table.

Chapter 10

Thomas broke a few speed laws on the way back to Amy's house. Fortunately, he didn't get any tickets. When they were finally inside the door, Thomas pulled Amy to him and kissed her passionately. Their bodies pressed together tightly. Suddenly, Thomas pulled away.

"Are you sure about this sweetheart?" he asked.

"Yes... uh... you're just going to... to, you know, eat me right?"

"If that's all you want, yes."

"Okay," Amy said as she looked into his eyes and trembled. Then she took Thomas's hand and led him toward the living room. When she got to the foot of the stairs though, she looked into the living room and then upstairs. She looked at Thomas and then at the stairs again with indecision. With a sharp intake of breath, she turned and began to walk up the stairs, pulling Thomas behind her. 

Thomas wanted to scream, "Yes!" but instead, he followed quietly, watching Amy's sexy butt as it swayed in front of him with each step. His half-hard erection was now fully hard. His heart was pounding and he felt like he was in the biggest football game of his life. The score was tied and his team was on the one-yard line with thirty seconds left on the clock. He had four downs to score. The game was over.

Amy led Thomas into her and John's bedroom. She flipped on the bedside lamp, turned to Thomas, and practically melted into his arms. The two of them kissed for a long time, enjoying each other's mouths, and delaying their ultimate pleasure.

Thomas pulled away from Amy and reached his hands up to the thin straps across her shoulders. He heard her moan as he slowly pushed them from her shoulders and let the dress fall to her feet. 

Amy gasped when she stood naked in front of Thomas. She had never been totally naked in front of him before. Somehow, she felt even smaller standing in front of his large frame. He loomed over her, his hands gently touching the soft flesh of her arms. She trembled.

Thomas bent his head and kissed Amy again, pulling her naked body to him. When their lips parted, he pushed Amy back until she was sitting on the bed. Slowly, he took his jacket off and placed it across a chair. Then he pulled his top up, exposing his rippled stomach and then his strong chest. He added the shirt to the jacket on the chair and then pulled his shoes and socks off, leaving only his slacks. His eyes locked on Amy's as he slowly unbuckled his belt.

Amy's breathing was coming in gasps as she watched Thomas strip in front of her. She was shaking with excitement as he opened his pants and let them drop to his feet. She gasped when she saw the large tent in his white boxer briefs. She wanted to reach out and grab it but she was afraid that he would see how much her hands were trembling. Then she held her breath as Thomas hooked his thumbs into the waistband and pulled his shorts down. A moan came from deep in her throat as his large penis sprang out. 

Thomas could see Amy's eyes burning with lust as he slowly moved closer, his penis swinging gently back and forth. His own heart was beating rapidly as he moved ever closer. He watched as Amy tentatively reached out her trembling hand and wrapped it around his pulsing tool. It was his turn to moan. 

As her hand held the throbbing tool, Amy could imagine the large head in her mouth. Unable to control her actions, she reached her other hand out to steady the long shaft, and then she bent forward and closed her lips around the head. She moaned and heard Thomas join her. Her hands began to move up and down, squeezing the hot shaft in her fists as saliva dripped from the stretched corners of her mouth.

"Oh God Amy," Thomas moaned. He was as excited as he had ever been. Sure, he had been with plenty of women in his life, but none were like Amy. He had adored her since the first time John introduced them. Now, to be standing naked with her in her bedroom was like a dream come true. The fact that John knew about it and was, in fact, encouraging it, made it sweeter. 

Thomas could feel his sperm boiling in his balls as he watched the pretty woman make love to his penis. It was almost more than he could take. The last thing he wanted to do was cum in her mouth. He had a far better place for his sperm tonight. "Amy... God... let me eat you," Thomas hissed.

There was a loud pop as Thomas pulled his penis from Amy's sucking mouth. She looked up, startled. She was so focused on sucking him that she hadn't heard his words. Then she moaned as he pushed her back on the bed and lifted her legs. Then she watched him go to his knees. Her head fell back and she moaned when she saw him place her legs on his strong shoulders.

A gasp escaped Thomas's lips when he saw Amy's dripping sex. He had never seen anything so beautiful. Her large outer lips were smooth and shiny. The inner lips were swollen and very wet. He could see a tiny river of clear juice running from her pulsing hole, trickling down and disappearing between her cheeks. With an animal like moan, Thomas opened his mouth and sucked her flesh inside.

"Ahhhhhhhh!!!" Amy screamed when she felt Thomas's mouth close over her sex lips. Her hips bucked up as his tongue began to lave the entire area of her wet sex. Her legs wrapped around his neck and she grabbed his head, pulling it into her vagina. She felt like she was going to pass out when his large tongue split the lips and forced itself deep inside her. His tongue was alive inside her body-it was squirming, rotating, and licking her trembling walls. 

Thomas would have smiled if his mouth had not been full. It was a dream come true. He had her all to himself with no one to stop him. He could feel his penis pulsing almost painfully as he made love to Amy's swollen sex. As he continued to suck, his hands moved to her breasts. He pinched the hard nipples and squeezed the soft flesh. Amy moaned as a floodgate opened and her juice came pouring out. Almost immediately, Thomas's chin was dripping with her juices and he knew that she was very close to climax. However, before he could capture her clit, he felt her hands on his face, lifting it up. He drew his mouth from her sex and looked up with a question on his face.

"Oh God Thomas, I've got to have you," Amy hissed as she looked between her legs at his wet face.

Thomas stood up, his penis bobbing with his excited heartbeat. He looked down at Amy and saw that her legs were spread, baring her very swollen sex to his gaze. She was breathing heavily, her chest heaving; she looked almost out of control with lust. "Are you sure Amy," he said, already knowing the answer.

"Will... will you... will you pull out before you... you cum?" she gasped.

"Yes, if that's what you want."

"Oh God Thomas, I have to have you. Please fuckkkkkkk me," Amy said, almost crying with excitement.

Thomas moved Amy to the center of the bed and crawled between her knees. He paused, looking down at her as if he was going to give her another chance to change her mind.

Amy was beyond any rational decision now. The wine, the dinner, the teasing had all conspired to muddle any rational thought she might have had. She was alone with Thomas now. No one was there to stop them. "Please fuck meeeee!!!" Amy moaned as she opened her arms to Thomas.

With a growl of victory, Thomas leaned forward over Amy. He bent his head and kissed her lips as he held his weight on his arms. "Put me in," Thomas whispered.

Amy's hands were shaking so much that she had difficulty grasping Thomas's rod. She used both hands to steady it, pulling it almost harshly toward her waiting hole. Amy thought she would climax when the large purple head touched her lips. She fitted it into her small hole and pulled. "Ahhhhhh!!!" she moaned as the head slipped inside with a little help from Thomas. 

Thomas almost swooned when he felt his penis cross the goal line. Score!!! his mind screamed. Yet, he didn't force himself into her. He looked down and saw that he had about two inches inside of her. He wanted to wait for Amy. (next Chap 3)
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