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Every Inch A Nymph

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Chapter 1

With a grim look on her pretty face, Melanie Patton gulped down the remainder of her Bloody Mary and poured another from the pitcher on the patio table in front of her, trying to block the memory of her husband wanting to lick her naked pussy the night before from her mind. The voluptuous twenty-five-year-old blonde felt the cool liquid slide down her throat and suddenly turn into a glow of warmth deep within her.

"Oh darn!" she swore aloud and took another long sip from her third drink. A voice inside her cautioned she should slow down or she would be tipsy before their dinner guests arrived, but she continued to drink. The alcohol was already beginning to cloud her thinking and loosen her usually tightly controlled inhibitions, which made her angry. And that anger was directed at her husband. Tony ... and all because of SEX! Well, maybe she was a little frigid whenever he tried to fuck her. But she had good reason!

It had been so different when she and Tony had been going to the University in Tempe, he in law school, and she a music major.

She had almost let him fuck her many times--in his student apartment when his roommate was out on a date, in his VW when he took her back to her dorm at night ... how exciting it had seemed then when he had slipped his hand under her skirt and stroked the soft flesh of her thighs just below her panties! So many times she had wanted to go all the way, but her mother and Aunt Lottie had warned her that a man wouldn't want something that he could have with no trouble, so she had pulled Tony back again and again, even though her own pussy had been aching to be fucked, promising to let him fuck her when he graduated from law school and they were man and wife. And the miraculous thing, in the light of what had happened since, was that he had managed to control his sexual urges. Knowing that she did not want to let him fuck her at that moment had been enough for him, and he had stopped.

Tears came to Melanie's green eyes as she remembered how wonderful it had felt to sense his hugely bulging cock pressing into her hot, panty-clad cunt when they were dancing close. The feelings it had caused to rush through her like wildfire! Time and again she had wanted to let him strip her naked so he could look at her sensuously quivering body with his admiring, loving gaze.

Sitting on the patio of their $100,000 home outside Flagstaff seven years later, she could almost feel the delicious tingling sensations when he had slipped his hand inside her blouse and bra at the movies, in the darkness, with the fear of being seen ... it had been so exciting!

Tears were streaming down Melanie Patton's smooth cheeks now as her green eyes clouded with self-pity, for the way that wonderful anticipation of her first fuck on her wedding night had been brought to an end three months before that wedding by her lecherous old Uncle Max.

Her voluptuous young body, clothed in a short denim skirt and red checkered blouse, shuddered violently as she recalled the horror she had felt that afternoon. She had gone home to Prescott, where her widowed mother lived with Aunt Lottie and Uncle Max, during semester break. Her mother and her aunt had gone out shopping for the day and since Uncle Max was in the living room drinking beer, Melanie had decided to take a long shower and stay in her room dreaming of how romantic her wedding night would be, and wondering if fucking was as wonderful as all the girls in her school dormitory had said it was. She was lying there dreaming when suddenly Uncle Max had entered her room and saw her lying there naked on the bed. She had tried to cover herself but her robe was on her dressing table stool, and he had stared down at her exquisitely molded young body for a full minute, his drunken, lust-glazed eyes roving over the upthrust of her trembling white tittles and then down over her belly to take in the small triangle of softly curling blonde pussyhairs. Then his eyeballs had seemed to swell as they came to rest on the pink, already moistened cuntslit. between her thighs and, for the first time in her young life, Melanie had felt fear.

Suddenly everything that her mother and aunt had told her about sex had surged into her mind, putting back up all the barriers she had erected against feeling as her mother and aunt had felt about men. It had been Uncle Max's eyes! Something had been in them since he entered her bedroom, and then his whole face had taken on an expression that Melanie hadn't understood. He had looked at the slender contours of her fresh unexplored body as if her flesh were something separate from her, his nineteen-year-old niece, and merely an object that had been placed there for him to treat as he wished. "You're beautiful all naked," he had said.

"Dreaming about Uncle Max?" Then he had lurched forward, drunk, and she had squirmed back in automatic reaction to his sudden movement. But her cringing had infuriated the animal in him even further, and he had fucked her that afternoon with a brutality it would have been hard to envision beforehand. He had stormed her body as if it were an enemy fortress instead of the tender, fragile bastion of femininity that it was. She had screamed and cried for him to stop, or at least to come back, to be her sweet Uncle Max again, but lust had so overpowered him that nothing could stand in his way.

Fifteen minutes later it had ended with his heavily panting body lying prostrate over hers so that she could barely breathe, her mind shrieking with the pain being broadcast from her bruised, spent nerve-ends. All the pleasure she had looked forward to had ended in a shower of her drunken uncle's hot cum shooting heedlessly into her brutally fucked virginal pussy, and now his huge, sated cock lay deflating, thin white tendrils of cum joining it to her aching young cunt.

It had been a nightmare, and something in her that night had closed off any future possibility of experiencing pleasure from what she now considered a base animal act. That very afternoon she had packed up and driven back to the University to spend the remainder of her semester break before her mother or Aunt Lottie had even come home.

Several months later when she and Tony had married, even though Melanie realized that he could never be held responsible for her Uncle Max's actions, Melanie had remained cool to his lovemaking. She loved him more than anything, and even though he had been patient with her and had exercised all the gentleness she could have wished so that she gradually felt less and less pain, no corresponding pleasure had appeared to take its place. Instead she had felt nothing, and had continued to feel nothing until this day, nearly six years later.

Melanie didn't know whether she should feel bitter about losing her ability to experience pleasure or not. She could no longer really see how sex could ever be pleasurable anyway. All she could think of when he fucked her furred pussy was the animalistic nature of the act, sweating and moving like dogs for a few seconds' pleasure or, at any rate, excitement. Fucking disgusted her, but still she had not felt the right to deny Tony the release he received from fucking her naked cunt, and had decided it was her wifely duty to go through with it any time he wanted. She had even tried to fake pleasure when she found that he was unhappy over her inability to respond to his lewd caresses.

But last night he had gone too far. Everything had been all right as long as he had been willing to fuck her like a husband was supposed to. That she could put up with. But then, about a year ago, he had started wanting her to do things that seemed ...

perverted, like letting him lick her pussy ... or wanting her to kiss his cock. Melanie shuddered ... and she didn't think he had a right to force her to do anything like that! The worst thing was that, whenever he started to push her down on their bed she would see the same look come into his eyes that had been in Uncle Max's the day he fucked away her cherry ... a horrible leering glint that seemed to replace his normal personality with one of animal savagery.

The first time he had slid down her body and then raised his head over her nakedly spread pussy like a dog about to lick at a choice piece of flesh and relishing its triumph ahead of time, she had pulled her thighs shut quickly as a wave of nausea had flooded through her body. How could anyone be so ... sick, so perverted as to want to taste, to lick, to suck at her private place between her legs? God, at first his eyes had flared more brightly, angrily, when she had screamed at him, but then he had relented, fucking her pussy instead in a fashion more normal and decent.

But God, that night had terrified her! And then, when Tony had tried again a few weeks later to lick her curl-rimmed young cunt, she had had to start crying before he would stop. And that had been the last time-before last night.

Melanie's mind was reeling under the effect of the Bloody Marys now, but at least she felt she could pretend to be gay when Jeannie Black and her lover, Slim, arrived! She couldn't bear that Jeannie, the same Jeannie who had been her roommate in college, should see that she was unhappy. Melanie and Tony had been a twosome for so long in school that they had been regarded as the most likely to have a happy life. And Melanie was sure that they would have had if only sex hadn't entered the picture in that ugly way. But for Jeannie to see that she and Slim were happier than Melanie and Tony would be a horrible blow for the proud young blonde. Oh, if only she didn't love Tony so much! If only she didn't, then she could leave him and try to start a new life somewhere else, away from all thought of men or sex. But I do love him, she moaned to herself. I love him with all my heart!

But the problems with sex were poisoning their whole lives now, were no longer confined to the bedroom or the nighttime. Then, suddenly, a new thought came to the intoxicated young blonde.

What if all men wanted, to do such perverted things ... then how could someone like Jeannie be happy with Slim Ranito, who was certainly more crude and dirty-mouthed than Tony and must do even more filthy things to Jeannie when they were naked in bed.

Nothing was making any sense anymore! And when was Tony going to be dressed? Even though she dreaded his coldness, still she longed to see her tall, dark husband whom she could hear singing in their bedroom while he changed for their dinner guests. She had always been so proud to think that she had made such a catch, although her own looks, she thought immodestly, were nothing to be overlooked. The voluptuous, huge-titted young woman had been a beauty queen in college, and the years had only made her figure all the more alluring to men.

She decided against a fourth Bloody Mary. It was unusual for her to have more than one anyway, and they were confusing her thoughts so much that she was thinking things she never had before. What if all their sexual problems were her own fault?

After all, some women seemed to like it when their husbands turned into animals and mounted them in a lecherous frenzy. Melanie stared at her glass in puzzlement, and heard the doorbell ring.

"I'll get it!" Tony called from somewhere inside the house, and Melanie tried to pull herself together before she went to greet her dinner guests in the entrance hall. The Bloody Marys had made her tipsy enough so that she had problems even getting out of her chair.

Jeannie had come in dressed in a tight little pair of cut-

offs and a low-cut halter top that Tony had whistled at in a jokingly wolfish way, causing Jeannie to wriggle her sensuously curved ass with a sharp peal of laughter that Melanie had gaily joined in. The three of them had gone through the house back to the patio to begin their before-dinner cocktails. Then Slim, a muscular man in his early thirties, had good-naturedly refused any alcohol, instead pouring himself a glass of his own freshly pressed tomato juice. He owned a health spa outside Flagstaff and jokingly said it would be bad for business if his wealthy clients found him on skid row.

Soon they were sitting down to dinner, serving themselves salad, steaks and potatoes Melanie had prepared earlier, all of them except Slim drinking red wine freely and making the sort of conversation that can only come after years of friendship.

Melanie was so proud of the way Tony was telling jokes and drolly describing the exertions Judge Harrison had gone through with the defendant when he was presiding over one of Tony's cases, that she allowed herself to drink much more than she should have. But she saw that everyone else was doing the same and it didn't seem to matter here among friends. And, golly, it was fantastic the way a mood could change!

Melanie found the steak delicious and laughed wickedly when Slim started telling some of his inevitable dirty jokes. The one thing she specifically had never liked about the wealthy spa-

owner, when Jeannie had introduced him to her shortly before they started living together, was the way he seemed to be always looking at her huge titties in a manner that reminded her of the animal gleam in her Uncle Max's eyes that horrible afternoon many years ago. But tonight that didn't seem to bother her, even though she had felt very self-conscious when he had whistled at her provocatively clad body in much the same way that Tony had whistled at Jeannie. There was something about Slim Ranito that usually made her nervous, but tonight the Bloody Marys and then the wine had put her in such a good mood that nothing could bother her for long, not even the way Tony kept flirting with Jeannie.

It was all good innocent fun, and she was happy to be able to see it for once in that light. This casual flirting had gone on ever since the three of them had known each other, long before her beautiful brunette girl friend had met Slim and Slim didn't seem to mind at all the way they would pretend to bump into each other, or the way Tony would reach past Jeannie for the hot rolls and rub his arm against her titties that were just as big and sensuous as Melanie's.

Well, maybe it did bother her a little, Melanie decided, after she noticed Jeannie drop her napkin into Tony's lap and then reach to fish it out without waiting for him to get it for her, rummaging around much more than seemed necessary to get the silly thing back. But the three of them were more or less drunk by the time they had finished their meal, and there was so much laughter that Melanie found it hard to take anything seriously. Jeannie was her best friend, and she could flirt with Tony as much as she wanted because Melanie knew she would never allow things to go too far. Even though Melanie didn't approve of her girlfriend living with a man and having sex with him without the benefit of marriage, she knew Jeannie was basically a "nice" girl.

Jeannie felt the blood rush to her face when she noticed that Melanie had caught sight of her ploy in dropping the napkin into Tony's lap. Oh God, now I've spoiled it, Jeannie fretted, her mind reeling under the combined stimulation of the alcohol and the feel of Tony Patton's huge, thickly swollen cock jerking in his pants as she grappled for the napkin. Oh God, would I like to suck on that prick of his! But we've got to be careful about this.

Just because it was easy to get Liza Smith and that sexy country friend of hers into a little group sex at the spa with us doesn't mean that Melanie and Tony will go along too. Jeannie knew Tony wouldn't be any trouble, but she was worried about Melanie's reaction to the idea. She and Slim were going to have to handle this carefully, with lots of liquor and one of those blue movies Slim had brought along with him for after dinner. Jeannie had been waiting to get her hands on Tony Patton's huge prick for simply ages, and now she could feel her panties getting all damp with the very thought of it. God, I want to run my tongue around the tip of your cock, Tony, baby, she shouted mentally, staring straight at the unsuspecting man sitting beside her at the dinner table, hoping that he could somehow see in her eyes what her mind was saying. I want you to suck my pussy!

The sun had gone down while they were eating dinner, and the twilight was darkening into a moonless night by the time they had finished the fresh pineapple pie a la mode. Jeannie told Melanie to leave their plates, she would help her with the dishes later.

For now they should bring their drinks into the den, Tony should set up their projector, and relax for a special movie.

Melanie only giggled when Slim made some joke about a dirty movie and suggested that they all watch one together for the first time, just to see what the things were like. Well, that was just like Slim, Melanie thought, but it couldn't be all that dirty if Jeannie was in on it. Melanie knew she had had too much to drink.

but she couldn't see what harm it would do to watch one of those movies she had only heard about, so she and Tony, who was wobbling drunkenly, sat together on the sofa while Slim set up the screen and the projector; then, as the lights went out, she saw Jeannie snuggling up on Tony's other side while Slim tended to the machine. In the darkness, Melanie could sense Tony's arm moving up around Jeannie's shoulders. Well, two women, she giggled to herself, that should keep him happy ... since I'm not enough for him!

"Oh! Stop that, you naughty boy!" Melanie heard Jeannie exclaim suddenly, and she was annoyed that she couldn't see in the darkness what Tony was doing to her best friend. But the numbing effect of the alcohol kept her from worrying seriously about what was going on. After all, Tony's other arm was around Melanie herself, squeezing her to him affectionately. It was good to be here with friends and to feel free to be yourself without having to worry about silly things like jealousy. It was too bad, she supposed, that people's joking revolved mostly around sex, and that Slim had to show them a naughty movie, but what was nice was that it didn't matter, it was fun! And soon enough the lights would be back on and they would have their coffee while she and Jeannie giggled about the movie, as they did the dishes in the kitchen.

In the darkened den, Jeannie picked up the hand that had poked her in the ribs and lifted it gently so that it came to rest on her right tit. Suddenly the hand was squeezing the taut, bra-

covered flesh, pinching the hardening nipple harshly. Oh God, that feels good! Jeannie sighed excitedly to herself as Tony pressed his leg hard against her thigh and continued to paw savagely at her trembling tittie. She squirmed down hard into the material of the sofa, rubbing the moistening slit of her tingling pussy, against the cushion in an effort to quench the fires that were beginning to rage there in lewd anticipation of victory and the moment when the four of them would start fucking like crazy.

And then suddenly Slim flicked a switch, and the screen was bathed in light.

Slim Ranito knew that sweet little pussy of Melanie's was going to get hotter than ever. That hot little cock-tease!

Wearing those sexy clothes all the time and making a guy's prick all hard the way she did just wasn't fair, unless she was willing to spread her legs. Thank God he was shacked up with a chick like Jeannie, sexy as Aphrodite herself, but with friends like Liza and Melanie, who were enough to make a man's cock stand to attention and then more! Crap! he didn't know what Jeannie was up to, the horny little bitch, he wouldn't be surprised if she had taken advantage of the few minutes of darkness he had given her to get her hands on Tony's prick. Slim felt his own cock jerking inside his pants at the thought of Jeannie doing that while poor innocent Melanie was sitting there not realizing a thing! Tony Patton knew the score all right, although from what Jeannie said, he had yet to be unfaithful to that juicy little wife of his. And she should know. Slim grinned lewdly to himself. God knows she's tried enough times, apparently all during college. It wasn't that she was any less a good friend than Melanie thought, but just that she felt her blonde girlfriend should share the wealth a little, a philosophy he could understand and go along with, especially if that meant he got to sample a little piece of Melanie in the deal!

It would excite him like hell to hear her begging him for his cock after the way she had always seemed to hold in contempt his earthy manners and dirty jokes. Yes, the little cold-cunt was going to get a good, healthy length of cock fucked up her, maybe even tonight! Well, enough wet dreams, he thought, it was time to start the film rolling.

Slim pressed a button and suddenly the title of the silent 8mm movie appeared on the screen before them. Melanie had been lost in a drunken reverie, but the sudden movement on the screen attracted her gaze in time for her to see the words "Candy Cane and the Professor" disappear from the screen, to be replaced by the jerkily recorded view of a chemistry lab where strange bottles, glass tubes and burners were lying on a long table. And then, suddenly, the camera zoomed in for a close-up of the blackboard behind the table.

"Ooooohhhhh!" Melanie gasped aloud when she saw that drawn on it in graphic detail was a girl being fucked from behind by a man!

Then the camera focused more precisely on one detail of the obscene sketch, the hair-fringed stumpy base of the cock where it disappeared up into the girl's lewdly spread pussy from behind!

Melanie heard Jeannie gasp and was glad that she was not the only one shocked by the lewd close-up of the wetly connected, genitals; then the camera panned away from the blackboard and jerked to the doorway to show a beautiful young blonde girl in a pink and white dress with a magazine under her arm and holding a big candy cane.

Jeannie realized that Tony must really be drunk to be taking the kind of chance he was with Melanie sitting right next to them.

The excited brunette had gasped when she had suddenly felt his hand leave her sensuously quivering titty and slide down her bare midriff and around to slip in under the waistband of her cut-offs from behind. His probing hand began wriggling along the tingling flesh of her asscheeks, quickly making its way down beneath her willingly shifting cuntband into the throbbing wet slit between them. She crossed her legs, allowing the hand to make sudden electrifying contact with the hotly palpitating lips of her curl-

rimmed pussy.

"Ooooohhh!" Jeannie moaned, with a glance at the screen to ensure that Melanie would think she was gasping in shock at the titillating goings-on that were now being portrayed there.

Melanie watched in horrified fascination as the young schoolgirl walked over to the blackboard and opened her mouth in amazement at what she saw. The girl, reaching down with one hand to rub her pussy, took a piece of chalk in the other and drew arrows pointing at the girl and man, writing "me" and "Professor."

Then the girl took the magazine from beneath her arm and opened it.

When the camera switched to a close-up of what the girl was seeing, Melanie couldn't believe her eyes. It had been bad enough to, see a sketch of such an obscene act, but to see an actual picture from a filthy magazine--of a man fucking a girl from behind!

The photograph made Melanie's pussy start to tingle hotly in spite of herself. She noticed the girl's tongue was hanging out and a glazed look of passion distorted her face--almost as if she were enjoying her debasing act!

Now "Candy Cane's" hands were flipping through the dirty magazine, which showed more people in a variety of lewd positions.

A girl sucking a man's cock, a man sucking a woman's titties while she fingerfucked her pussy. It seemed impossible to Melanie, but that was what the photos showed.

Melanie was growing annoyed with Slim now for showing them such an obscene movie. Things like this didn't excite her at all, and she didn't see how they could excite anyone who had a decent mind. Some of the pictures--especially the ones that showed them doing what Tony had wanted her to let him do in bed last night, with the older man kneeling down between the girl's nakedly spread cunt and extending his tongue far into her sparsely furred young pussy while she held on to his hair to pull him in deeper and deeper--caused strange, exciting tremors to surge through Melanie's hotly quivering cunt. She was sobering up quickly now, and hoped the film would end soon so that she could tell Slim exactly what she thought of his idea of an evening's entertainment; and she would!

The girl in the movie had set the magazine back on the bench now and was continuing to look at it slowly, flipping through the pages with one hand. The camera swiveled to her face and Melanie was astonished to see that she wasn't at all horrified by what she was seeing in the photos. Instead, her face seemed flushed and a bright light had come into her eyes; her mouth was open in a dumb excited grin, and her breath was coming faster and faster. Oh God, could she be getting excited by seeing the pictures? That was impossible!

But suddenly the camera dropped to the girl's curl-rimmed little pussy, and Melanie sucked in her breath sharply. She had pulled up her skirt and inserted her fingers under the elastic cuntband of her filmy white panties and was rubbing her clitty!

Melanie was held transfixed by the lewd spectacle of the girl wildly rubbing her hotly throbbing cunt while she leered at the dirty pictures, the angle of the peeping camera allowing the innocent young blonde to see the girl's fingers glistening with the moist cunt-juices from her hotly excited pussy as they jerked back and forth across the pinkly shining lips and throbbing clit and the sparse blonde hairs that were exposed by the pushed-over cuntband of the almost sheer panties. Melanie had never imagined seeing anything so totally obscene in her life! Yet the sight before her was causing strange sensations to awaken in her own excited cunt as she wiggled her smoothly curved asscheeks down into the cushions in sympathy with the young girl in the movie.

Tony was going out of his mind with excitement. He had managed to get his hands into the pants of that hot-pussied whore Jeannie, and was even now worming his finger forward to the point where he would be able to suddenly slip it up into her hotly throbbing cunthole. Crap, it was exciting to be sitting here with Melanie on one side of him and, on the other, the hottest little cunt in Flagstaff, just aching to take his cock to the hilt! Her sensuously gyrating asscheeks were grinding so wildly she'd be sure to cum right there if he didn't get that finger into her hot little cunt soon. And up there on the screen the sweet, young Candy was in the process of taking her panties down so she could have freer access to her hotly wriggling pussy--Jesus, her cunt was hot!

Now Candy was leaning back on a table and pinching her dress-

covered titties obscenely with one hand while she rammed two fingers of the other right up her wet, sparsely furred pussy!

>From the look on her face he could tell she was turning into a mass of raw nerve ends aching for a good stiff cock to drive her to the pinnacle of completion! Her dress was bunched up around her waist and she was writhing out of control on the table as she jammed the two fingers in and out of her wide-splayed little cunt, drawing her legs back toward her shoulders to give the pounding fingers greater access to her hotly steaming pussyhole.

Behind the projector, Slim unzipped his fly and pulled his thickly throbbing cock from the tight confinement of his shorts.

He knew what Jeannie and Tony were probably up to, but what was happening on the screen was enough to make him want to jerk off right there. His fingers clasped the thick hardness of his painfully swollen prick tightly and jerked it up and down with a rapid steady motion that sent his fingers up to squeeze the sensitive swollen cockhead in a tight ring that made him want to groan with pleasure. He looked down at his rigid hardness in the dim light and watched with quickening breath as his fingers raced back and forth along its full length. He was sure little cold-

cunt Melanie had never seen anything like it, and it made it even more exciting!

Melanie felt Tony shifting beside her but paid no attention to it because suddenly something new was happening in the dirty movie. The camera had left the startling scene of the girl fucking her fingers up into her hungrily devouring little pussy and flicked to the table where Candy had laid her candy cane down.

The young girl's hand was reaching for it and then the camera zoomed in for another close-up of the puffy-lipped pussyhole with her wetly glistening fingers fucking in and out of it at feverish speed.

Melanie was nearly choked by the sudden presence on the screen of the much larger-than-life-sized pussy seeming to suck the plunging fingers deep into their wildly squirming depths. She could see every blonde pussy hair and the glistening distended lines of the girl's gaping cuntlips!

"Oooohhh! this is so, obscene ..." the voluptuous blonde moaned hotly, but no one was listening to her, and she couldn't understand the strange, exciting fluttering sensations, that were building in her own belly under the stimulation of the lewd images in the movie. Her pussy had not been sexually excited like this in years, and so she did not realize for several minutes that she was feeling the faint beginning shudders of desire. But there was no mistaking the dampness that she noticed suddenly between her thighs, and, in her slowly increasing sobriety, her reaction was more one of embarrassment than fear. After all, her pussy had secreted her hotly flowing cunt-juices for Tony hundreds of times since they were married, even though she had felt no pleasure from the huge prick fucking into her cunt, but the idea that her body was responding to such blatant perversion as she was witnessing on the screen made her fear that the others would realize that her curl-rimmed cunt was all hot and wet. She couldn't let anyone know that her body was betraying her in this way!

Jeannie groaned hotly as she suddenly felt Tony's lewdly groping middle finger push up into the sucking hole of her juicy cunt. A shiver of pleasure caused her body to arch like a cat's as she ground her wantonly trembling asscheeks down onto the invading hand, forcing his finger even farther up into the hot, greedy walls of her pussy where it flexed, and then was suddenly joined by another, filling her cunt even more deliciously as she clenched her wriggling asscheeks, in appreciation of the two fingers fucking into her from beneath. With his three other fingers he was squeezing hard the softly quivering flesh of her asscheeks in an obscene mingling of pain and pleasure ... God, she was going out of her mind! She had to do more! Jeannie quietly unfastened the zipper of her cut-offs, giving Tony even greater freedom to wiggle his fingers inside her naked cunt. Suddenly she felt him shifting so that he could ram both fingers all the way up to the last knuckle, the palm of his juice-soaked hand pressing flat against the cleft of her squirming asscheeks.

Jeannie's mind had been distracted from the screen for a second while she unzipped her cutoffs, but now her eyes returned to it in time to see the young girl so lost in the lewd fingerfucking of her own pussy. Oh God, no, Jeannie cursed softly to herself. Slim had gone too far ... didn't he realize that this was going to be too much for an inexperienced girl like Melanie?

Goddamn that man, he was in such a hurry that he was going to spoil it for both of them!

But at the same time, Jeannie's eyes remained glued to the screen in avid anticipation of what she knew would take place.

Maybe it would spoil things for tonight, but Jeannie couldn't resist the sheer perversity of watching a young girl finger her cunt while she herself got fingerfucked, by another man with his wife sitting innocently beside them. God, the way she was going now, it wasn't going to be long before she came all over his fingers!

Melanie watched with dazed incomprehension as the girl took the candy cane and placed it up between her nakedly spread legs.

The blunt end of the red and white candy cane was now mere inches away from where the girl's fingers were fucking her pussy senseless, ramming themselves as deep as they could go into her tightly gripping cunt while the girl rocked her body back and forth in an effort to allow them even greater access. Melanie continued to watch wide-eyed as she realized for the first time that the girl actually intended to fuck her pussy with the stick of candy!

"Ohhhhhhh," the incredulous blonde sighed hotly, unable to control herself, and abruptly the camera was refocused to show the blunt end of the candy cane zeroing in to rub up the length of the girl's nakedly exposed pussy and over the excitedly fucking fingers.

Suddenly Melanie lurched to her feet and stumbled toward the screen, covering the lurid spectacle with her shadow so that pictures of the moistly glistening pussy being obscenely rubbed by the candy cane flickered across her hotly quivering young body.

"Oh God, this is disgusting! Turn it off, turn it off!" she was shouting and crying at once. For a second the film kept running as Slim hesitated, the lewdly pulsing cock in his hand burning to cum, but Melanie was sobbing uncontrollably in front of them and Jeannie knew that they had gone too far.

"Switch it, off, Slim," she called back to him. "You could have picked something a little less dirty, you filthy son-of-a-

bitch."

The overwrought blonde was grateful to hear this support from her friend and felt unbelievable relief when the film flicked out, leaving them in total darkness while Slim fumbled for the light switch.

Melanie thought she heard the sound of a zipper being pulled up, but dismissed it as the product of an overwrought imagination.

Then she heard the sound again, from farther away, but had no time to think about it as the lights suddenly came on to show Tony with a Kleenex in his hand. Tears were still streaming down her face, but she found that all her planned angry condemnation of Slim Ranito had melted into thin air with the remainder of her strength, leaving her standing there in front of them, swaying, with nothing to say.

Slim knew he shouldn't say anything, but he had been so close! He couldn't resist a dig that he hoped would lighten things and maybe get them all back on the track toward some good healthy group sex.

"What's the matter, kid, you afraid you're going to get the sofa wet or something?" he leered.

Melanie couldn't believe her ears. She was about to open her mouth and pour out all her anger and resentment, but Jeannie's voice spoke into the tense silence.

"Shut up, Slim." Then she turned to Melanie. "Sorry, honey, old lover boy over there doesn't know when to turn off."

Melanie mustered a brief smile of gratitude that Jeannie managed somehow, in the name of friendship, to answer warmly even though the cock-hungry brunette was about to go crazy with her exasperating need to be fucked.

But if Slim and Jeannie were frustrated, Tony was furious.

He was drunk and his prick was hard as a rock, but he still knew that a man had some rights in his own house with his own wife. He had been faithful to her so long, when he knew that she didn't have an ounce of sexual response in her whole cunt, that his fidelity was beginning to wear thin as a substitute for genuine passion. That was what had led him, tonight, to go as far as he had with her girlfriend, Jeannie. But now, dammit, she was the one who had gone too far. It was time that she got hurt a little for the years of self-restraint she had made him endure as long as they had been married. So, into the silence following Jeannie's kindly meant words, Tony dropped his bombshell.

"I'd love to ram my prick up a hot little pussy like that,"

he said, directing his words directly at Melanie.

"Tony!" she gasped, her eyes wide and still wet with the tears of a few minutes ago.

"I'd like to suck her cunt too, something my own wife won't let me do."

Melanie shook her head as if to clear it of things that she did not wish to believe she was hearing.

"Can it, Tony." Jeannie turned to him with flashing eyes.

"I'm not going to can it. I bet you let Slim lick your cunt and you're not even married to the bastard!"

Jeannie blushed, glancing guiltily at Melanie, who was standing shocked into stillness and staring at her husband as Slim laughed, still too horny from the movie to realize the seriousness of what was being said. "You better believe it, Tony." He leered at Melanie appraisingly. "Bet she tastes as good as Jeannie.

Blonde pussy is something else."

"You bastard." Jeannie got up and walked toward her friend, who was trembling and looking pale as a sheet. "They don't know what they're saying, honey. Just ignore them."

Jeannie was getting angry now. It was all right to try to maneuver her best friend and her husband into a position where they might want to have sex, but it was quite something else to push a scared girl around because she wasn't interested in going along with the idea, and Jeannie would have no part of it.

"Hey girls, why don't you show us some pussy," Tony called out drunkenly.

Jeannie shot him a blazing stare as Slim reached for the zipper of his pants.

"Have fun with yourself, lover-boy," she said icily. And with a swish of her hips she turned and guided the sobbing Melanie from the den into the kitchen.

"Oh, Jeannie, I just don't know what I'm going to do!"

Melanie cried, and began to sob out a tale of sexual problems that were far more serious than Jeannie would ever have guessed from outside appearances. She had known that Tony was much more willing to enter into a group sex arrangement than Melanie, but she had not realized how deeply Melanie had been wounded by the long talks her mother and Aunt Lottie had given her about men when she was just becoming a woman--and that vile uncle of hers, she could have cut off both his balls. And when Melanie finally confessed that she had not felt a trace of sexual pleasure ever since, her voluptuous girlfriend cursed the bastard again.

It was clear that Melanie had been traumatized by one afternoon's terror into accepting everything her mother and aunt had ever said, despite evidence to the contrary in Tony's case since then.

Jeannie was barely able to keep herself from laughing out loud when Melanie told her of the "horrible thing" that Tony wanted her to do to him down between his legs, especially since the sensual brunette had been hoping to suck on Tony's cock this very night if things had worked out better. But it was no laughing matter to see her best friend locked into such a psychological quandary, and Jeannie swore as she listened to the shame-wracked woman that she would do everything she could to free her of her sexual hang-ups and restore the marriage to the ideal bliss they had all envisioned for it back during their college days.

"Oh, Jeannie, what can I do? Whatever can I do? I love Tony so much, so very much!" Melanie moaned, drying her tears.

"Honey, you just take it easy. Everything will work itself out in time," the beautiful brunette comforted the trembling blonde. "You still haven't gotten over your Uncle Max fucking you."

Melanie flinched at the dirty word "fuck," but Jeannie continued. "Didn't you ever tell anyone about it? At least your mother?"

"Oh, no, I just couldn't!"

"Well, dear, that's all in the past anyway. For now you must think about your future. Yours and Tony's future together."

"If we even have one!" Melanie exclaimed, beginning to cry again.

"He just had too much to drink tonight. I'm sure he'll be ashamed of himself tomorrow morning, and I'm sorry about Slim. He goes a bit overboard sometimes. That man, all he ever thinks about is body-building, his spa, and sex! But I love him!"

"Do ... do you ever ..." Melanie lowered her eyes and blushed.

"Do I ever let him lick my pussy?" Jeannie continued for her embarrassed girlfriend. "Oh, yes. And I love it! There's nothing dirty about it. And yes, I suck his cock too. It's wonderful. I have no words to describe the feeling a woman gets after her man has shot his hot cum deep down in her throat."

Melanie gasped.

"One of these days, dear, you'll know that feeling," Jeannie said, and kissed her tenderly on the cheek.

"Oh, I never could!"

"What you two need is to get away," Jeannie said, ignoring her. "Slim's brother has been itching to get down to Mexico and Slim promised he'd go on up to the spa and take over until he gets back. We were leaving tomorrow and you two could come with us."

"I don't think I could ..."

"Nonsense. It'll only be for a few days. You can relax, get lots of rest. Meet new people. It'll be good for you. Besides, with the hangover Tony is going to have tomorrow, the mineral springs will do him a world of good. It will give you a whole new outlook." I'll make sure it gives you a whole new outlook, honey, the brunette said inwardly.

"But ..."

"We'll pick you up tomorrow afternoon. No buts. Bring your bikini and something fancy for tomorrow night. Slim's throwing a party."

"At a health spa?" Melanie asked.

"You betcha. This is a special type of spa, Melanie."

Chapter 2

Early the next evening, Melanie and Tony were unpacking in their assigned bedroom at the Sunshine Spa, located about fifty miles north of Flagstaff.

One of the first goals in Slim's private little party had been the serving of drinks, and by the time Melanie and Tony had found the "recreation room" the laughter had grown more raucous and more relaxed as the excitement of a "healthy" weekend at the spa combined with the stimulation of the alcohol that was being served in exotic fresh fruit punches.

Jeannie and another girl, Liza, were going out of their way to liven things up by wearing see-through halters without bras and flirting loudly with the other men. Melanie had started drinking too and had to laugh at the crude jokes told by a tall cowboy called Sam Pickford who was apparently staying at the spa with Liza, and she didn't mind at all when someone refilled her punch glass. When Sam patted her affectionately on her ass, she was embarrassed but managed to say, "Shame on you," just as Jeannie and Liza were having to do whenever one of the men walked past them for something on the hors d'ouvres table and accidentally brushed the tips of their titties. She was surprised that she could see Jeannie's nipples hardening almost as clearly as if they had not been covered at all, but everybody seemed to be having a good time and so was she, even if she was worried that she had taken a little too much to drink.

There was an expensive sound system set up and the soft slow music made Melanie feel like wriggling her ass and dancing. She looked around for Tony and found that he was already dancing with Jeannie, but Sam was there and she slid into his arms. It alarmed her a little that he pulled her so tightly against his body that her huge, voluptuous tits were pressed nearly flat against his chest, but the music soothed her and she closed her eyes and let herself move in rhythm with the handsome cowboy. It was good, friends dancing with each other far from the city in the desert, in the soft light of candles. Melanie wondered where the other guests were and was about to ask, but her thoughts for some strange reason turned to sex. Sam Pickford grinned quickly to himself as he took in the scene behind the back of the big-titted blonde he was dancing with. Over by the "Health Bar" ... Jesus!

Jeannie was tonguing Tony's ear and he had his hands all over that mankiller ass of hers. Sam swiveled his gaze and felt his thickly throbbing cock respond with a jerk to the sight of Slim massaging Liza's billowing tits through the thin blouse while she ground her cock-hungry cunt provocatively into his in the sexiest dance he had seen in a long time. God, it was going to be a wild night!

And this little babe in his arms didn't seem to be minding at all the way he was dancing so close to her, although Liza and Jeannie had warned him not to expect too much. Don't worry girls. I won't expect too much. He laughed softly to himself. I'm just going to fuck this pretty little blonde like she's never had it before! It couldn't be long now before the action really got going, and his cum-laden balls were aching for it!

Without warning, Sam slid his hands caressingly down her supple back and over her sensuously curved asscheeks, and he was happy to hear her gasp and stiffen a little, then relax as his hands remained still for a second to allow her to get used to their presence there. A few minutes later he felt the contraction of her ass muscles right through the cotton skirt as they clenched involuntarily under the sudden pressure when he started slowly massaging and then abruptly gave the yielding orbs a playful squeeze.

"Oh!" Melanie gasped; opening her eyes at the same moment as the rhythm of the dance sent them turning in a broad curve. And it was then that she saw the other two couples, dancing completely oblivious of her shocked gaze.

At first she did not understand what she was seeing. Their bodies were jammed together tightly as if they had melted into each other. They were moving slowly, almost imperceptibly, as if the music seemed even more sensuous to them than it did to her.

Liza's arms were wrapped around Slim's neck as he hunched over her, while Tony had pulled Jeannie's voluptuous body tight to his own by reaching down and grasping her sensuously wriggling asscheeks through the thin material of her shorts!

Melanie's vision seemed to be clearing now, even though the recreation room appeared to be drifting from the "special" health drinks she had drunk, and she perceived a slight motion that she had not noticed at first. Oh God, it couldn't be!

Slim had reached up under Liza's halter and was excitedly rubbing her naked tittie under the revealing blouse, squeezing and pulling at the hardened nipple as Liza seemed to be struggling to get away from him. But no. Her hips were grinding up into his!

Suddenly Melanie was afraid that either Jeannie or Sam would see what was going on and all hell would break loose. But there seemed to be nothing she could do about it since Tony and Jeannie were slowly turning, and the sexy brunette was bound to observe what was taking place at any second. As her astounded gaze started to swing back to the lewdly caressing Liza and Slim, her eyes detected a motion that pulled them back to where they riveted on Tony and Jeannie.

Tony's large groping hands were kneading rhythmically at the firmly yielding flesh of Jeannie's asscheeks! Her own husband and one of her best friends! Oh, God, this was horrible. There was never any telling what he would do when he was drunk, but poor Jeannie was probably as embarrassed as she was and was very likely upset by what was going on between Slim--who had always been a crude and lecherous man--and Liza.

With a sudden jerk, Sam pulled up on Melanie's smoothly curved asscheeks, crushing her clothed young pussy up against the hard protuberance in his pants. It was a move well timed to surprise her into submission, and he had the pleasure of hearing her exclaim "Oh!" without making any effort to escape him. He had her body curved backwards under his ardently close figure, and it wouldn't have done her much good to try to get away, for he had her firmly pinioned against him as he guided her in a slow, sensuous rhythm, rubbing his bulge harder and harder against the sensitive cunt.

Melanie was taken by surprise, but soon found herself grinding her now wetly twitching pussy back against him, dancing despite the embarrassing awareness of his huge hardness lodged right up between her thighs, pushing the flimsy material of the skirt before it.

Trying not to be too obvious about it, Melanie attempted to draw her thighs together, but the need to keep dancing kept her legs in constant motion so that gradually the pleasant intrusion, accompanied by persistent pressure of his hands kneading her softly trembling asscheeks, made its way even farther up between her loins. Melanie felt, as she had the night Slim showed the movie of the young girl fucking her pussy with the candy cane, strange fluttering sensations pulsing deep in her blonde cunt, reminding her of the times she had experienced sexual pleasure with Tony before her Uncle Max had raped her virginal young cunt.

It came to her with shocking clarity--what she had not realized the night of the sex film. For the second time in years she was experiencing traces of genuine sexual desire! And not with her husband, but with the lover of another woman!

For a naive young woman like Melanie this was a horrifying realization that affected her almost like a physical blow. Yet every second brought a continuation of the rhythmic prodding of Sam's thickly throbbing cock into her hotly quivering pussy, where little teasing tremors of delight continued to build in a way she had not experienced for years. She wanted to run from the room, and from herself, if this was the kind of person she was. In her drunkenness her mind reeled at the idea that only a pornographic movie, and now the exciting presence of another man's cock rubbing so hotly against her pussy, could give her the kind of pleasure that other women could enjoy and did enjoy. Oh God, what was happening to her? It had been her dream for years to feel sexual pleasure, but did it have to come this way, this horrible perverse way? What kind of a spa was this? And what if Tony were to realize that at this very minute she could feel a dampness up between her thighs as her cunt responded excitedly to the stimulation of this handsome cowboy moving her willing asscheeks in powerful little circular motions centering on the delicious demanding probe of his thickly pulsing cock?

Hot rushing waves of shame flowed through her, seeming to swell in proportion to the increasingly powerful surges of pleasure exploding outwards from the center of her wantonly moistening cunt. Her mind was in a frenzy as the fluttering sensations caused by the rubbing of Sam's fiercely protruding prick grew in intensity and showered up through her body like fireworks. She had never felt anything like it in her life, and the temptation was strong to let her body take over from her befuddled mind, to let this strange man who was not her husband fuck her pussy as he wished as long as the growing stream of pleasure-inducing ripples never came to an end!

Once again the other couples came into view as Sam guided her around, and Melanie was jolted by the sight of Tony's hand working its way under the tight waistband of Jeannie's pants. Melanie felt a small knot of fear catch in her throat as she watched the hand slip deftly down under the material over the other woman's sensuous asscheeks, the fingers perfectly outlined by the clinging cloth as they continued to rub and knead the malleable flesh.

Melanie was so astonished and frightened by what she was seeing that she made no move to object as Sam brought his lips to poise excitingly over the delicate whorls of her ear, his hot breath sending swirls of maddening pleasure careening down all the way to her madly quivering pussy. While Melanie was staring in horrified fascination at the impossibility of what she was seeing, at the hand outlined by the tightness of Jeannie's shorts and now, not content with the rounded globe of the right buttock, moving toward the central valley between the hotly clenching moons of her asscheeks. Oh, God, it was like a nightmare!

Tony's middle finger was moving up and down as if it were pressing against the concealed outer ring of Jeannie's asshole through the outlined material of her panties ... oh, God, it couldn't be happening!

Suddenly Jeannie's passion-thickened voice drifted across to her. "Oooooh, Tony, oh yes, do it like that ... rub your finger just like that ..."

Now Melanie was more confused than ever. It was almost as if Jeannie, were encouraging him to finger her asshole. But maybe that was because she was jealous of what was going on between Slim and Liza, who were no longer even bothering to keep up the pretense of following the music. They had their mouths locked together and Melanie could see their cheeks moving as their tongues drove in and out while they rubbed their bodies against each other. The couple suddenly turned a half circle in the heat of passion and Melanie had a clear view of Liza rubbing the obvious bulge at the front of Slim's pants with her small, teasing fingers.

Instead of reacting to such a lewd sight in the way she would have expected, Melanie felt an exciting thrill coursing through her pussy at the very idea of doing such a thing right out in public. Melanie's body was turning into a bundle of raw emotions and sensations that she could no longer control, and tears sprang to her eyes as she fought in vain to quench the pleasure that was raging like a holocaust through her hot juicy cunt. It shamed and degraded her to feel that her pussy was sopping wet as the result of having another man's cock rubbing against her, and she was afraid that at any second the moisture was going to seep through to darken the material of her skirt where it was pushed up tight against her curl-rimmed pussylips by the intruding hardness of Sam's prick. Then they would all know the kind of person she really was, and Tony would hate her for allowing her pussy to become excited by another man's cock, when it never had with his!

Suddenly Sam's tongue flickered out into searing contact with her ear and Melanie, struggling within herself, tried to jerk away from him. But somehow she only managed to maneuver herself into a position of even more exciting contact with the insistently rubbing prick as for the first time his ridge rubbed directly against her hotly tingling clitty through the flimsy layers of cotton.

"Ooooooh," she moaned involuntarily as raw concentrated pleasure exploded through her cunt. Oh God, we have to stop it, she realized through the haze of alcohol and pleasure that was numbing her brain. All of them were getting carried away into something they would regret the next day, and no one seemed strong enough to get hold of himself and bring it to an end. It would have to be up to her. But it felt so good! The other half of her cried, seizing command long enough to allow her body to wriggle obscenely against the protruding head of Sam's pussy-exciting prick in an effort to force it against the sensitive nub of her clitoris again and again.

"Ohhhh, ohhhh!" she cried when sudden blinding contact was made and the white brilliance of sparks shot up once more through her nerve ends. "Ooooohh, yessss ohhhh ... like that!"

With an embarrassed blush, Melanie realized that her words had fallen jarringly into the silence surrounding the end of the song. She saw Tony jerk his head away from his kissing of Jeannie and look at her in a puzzled fashion, the frown forming on his face suddenly changing into a blush of his own as he realized that, from where she was standing, Melanie had a perfect view of his hand stuck down the back of Jeannie's panties! In the awkwardness of the moment, he pulled the hand out from its hot nest and stepped back from the brunette beauty as if he expected Melanie to be angry with him for what he had been doing.

Melanie was desperate for some means of taking advantage of this break in the growing erotic atmosphere. In a second the music would be back on and then there would be no escape. Sam had deftly disengaged himself from her arms and hurried over to the stereo, but Liza and Slim were completely oblivious of any change in the room, and the sight of them continuing to behave in such a lewd, degrading fashion made Melanie all the more anxious to somehow get herself and Tony out of the room. Her body was trembling, weak with unfamiliar sensations, as she self-

consciously pulled down the skirt that had ridden halfway up the panty-clad cheeks of her ass under the excited manipulation of Sam Pickford.

Jeannie was surprised by Tony's move in backing away from her, and she knew that something was going wrong, but she had been so confident that Melanie was coming around under the influence of the erotic behavior taking place on all sides of her that it was hard now for her lust-dazed mind to comprehend how strong the inhibitions of a girl like her naive friend could be. Melanie had seemed to be enjoying herself, which was in itself a victory of sorts, but Jeannie could not hide her disappointment when the young blonde abruptly walked over to Tony and invited him to go for a walk around the grounds of the Sunshine Spa.

Tony seemed almost relieved to have the excuse to leave the recreation room. Perhaps he had expected wrath rather than a simple invitation. Jeannie was sure he wanted to fuck her, wanted her to suck him off and allow him to do to her all the things that Melanie would never permit. As she watched the young couple leave the spa, she turned to Sam and rubbed her shamelessly hungering cunt blatantly against him in lewd invitation. This was only the first night Melanie had been at the spa, and it was no good getting depressed because her plan hadn't worked the first time around. After all, she giggled to herself, eyeing Sam's excitedly gyrating body, there was more than one way to suck a cock. And more than one cock to suck around the Sunshine Spa!

Chapter 3

Her pussy still twitching hotly, Melanie stood in silence by her husband. Above them, the stars twinkled brightly in a moonless sky, and the young couple listened to the sounds of the desert without speaking. Both of them were confused by what had been happening in the recreation room of the spa, but the widening gulf in communications between them left no way of telling each other what they felt deep inside.

Melanie was frightened by the intensity of the lewd sensations still raging in her cunt. The troubled young woman had not expected ever to experience such pleasures again, and was now ashamed of what she had felt. It was dirty and perverted for her pussy to get so excited from the touch of any but her own husband's cock! What confused her was the way her body had almost soared completely out of her control. In another few minutes she might have done something that would have driven Tony away from her forever.

Melanie turned her head shyly to glance at his handsome upturned profile, and a wealth of tenderness for him sprang up in her. She was understanding with sudden clarity how frustrating their sexual life must be for him, since for the first time in years she was becoming convinced that most women did, after all, experience physical pleasure from having a man's cock fuck into their pussies. At the same time, she found herself hoping that he would want to fuck her that night. There was a burning sensation deep in her belly that could be put out by something thick and long and hard ramming far up into her moistly gripping cunt.

Suddenly tears of happiness welled up in her big green eyes as she stood there in the darkness beside her handsome husband. For the first time in years, she wanted him to fuck her! But some embarrassment or restraint kept her from reaching out to him at that moment. There was still too great a distance to be crossed between them.

Tony stared as if hypnotized at the pinpoint stars seemingly so much brighter out in the desert, yet he was not seeing them.

His drunken mind was swirling in a confusion that was quite different from that felt by Melanie. In order to sort things out, he tried to go over everything that had happened that night. They had flirted casually with each other, and then the music had started and he had begun dancing with Jeannie. Somehow an erotic atmosphere had taken over the rec. room and he had been caught up by it, had started doing things that should have gotten him in-

deep trouble with Melanie. But they hadn't, and that was one of the things that puzzled him. All the time that he had been dancing with Jeannie, he had wanted to throw her on the floor and fuck her, but he had been too aware of his wife's presence to expect that he would be allowed to do so. Instead, he had hoped to get Jeannie hot for it tonight, and then carry out his plan of catching her in the steam-room or some other place tomorrow. But suddenly he had heard his own virtually frigid wife's voice ring out, crying, "Ooooh, yes!" and Tony had glanced over and, to his shocked amazement, had seen her rubbing up against Sam Pickford for all she was worth while his hands massaged her sensuously wriggling asscheeks. And she had been enjoying every single bit of it! The sudden jealousy he had felt made him pissed as hell at himself now because it was so unfair. After all, if he could be there with his hand stuck down inside the pants of another woman, then why couldn't she be doing the same with another man? Yet he had never imagined it actually happening, since Melanie was so unresponsive in bed. And it didn't make him feel good at all.

For the first time he began to worry that some of the trouble in their sex life might be his fault.

Turning to Melanie, Tony saw that she was looking at him with tears in her eyes. But strangely, a nervous smile was playing across her lips.

"I love you," she whispered, but under the questioning force of his gaze, she could not manage to tell him--that she wanted him to fuck her right then, under the stars, in the desert.

"Let's go to bed, honey." He smiled. "I'm tired and I've had too many of Slim's health drinks."

"Me too." Melanie giggled, thinking he meant to fuck her when they got back to their assigned room and feeling the burning glow up in her cunt begin to catch fire again.

When they stepped back into the spa, they found the music still playing in an empty room. Melanie was glad the others had gone to bed, since that would save any embarrassing explanations and she and Tony started walking down the hallway to their room.

As they passed the last room on their right, the sound of Jeannie's raucous laughter could be heard, and a bright light was streaming in a thin line from the bottom of the door, but they thought nothing more about it.

Once in their room, Tony fell fully dressed onto the large bed, his muscular body completely relaxed as he lay on his back staring at the ceiling, his limp prick occasionally twitching in his pants as he thought about the things Jeannie would be doing in the other room with Slim. She would probably let him do anything he liked, and Tony had no trouble imagining Slim's tongue buried deep in Jeannie's widespread naked cunt, the lucky bastard. As a shutter clicked in his mind, he changed the picture to that of himself down between her legs, and he knew that he wanted to fuck, not tomorrow, but tonight, even if it had to be with his own wife, in the simple, normal fashion she preferred.

He watched her hips swaying in a sexy fashion as she disappeared into the bathroom and then allowed his mind to drift off into other erotic fantasies while he listened to the sound of the running water.

Melanie washed her face quickly, in the process removing most of the light eye shadow and mascara she wore. Then while she was drying her face with a fluffy yellow towel, she heard more of Jeannie's giggling through the door that led into her girlfriend's adjoining bedroom. She stopped to listen, realizing that the door must be very thin, for she could hear their hoarse voices occasionally as they spoke to each other. But oddly, she thought she heard more than two voices, and none of them seemed to be Slim's. There were other sounds that she could not place and, feeling a little like a nosy eavesdropper, she moved closer to their door and put her blonde head against the wall.

At first she heard a strange sound, as if someone were sucking and slurping rhythmically on a piece of candy. It was very loud, and now Melanie heard Slim's voice.

"Suck it in deep, you little bitch, suck it hard!" She listened to him moan as if in ecstasy.

Melanie's mind recoiled from the sudden realization as she remembered the times that Tony had tried to push her mouth down on his hugely throbbing cock ... Jeannie must be taking his ... prick ... into her mouth! Oh, God, how could she bring herself to do it?

Melanie tried, even though revulsion swept through her, to imagine what it would be like to have such a huge hot prick jammed in between her lips!

Melanie covered her own mouth protectively, letting the lewd vision of Jeannie's widely ovalled lips clasped around his thick glistening cock form itself in perfect detail in her mind, but her lewd thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a voice whose identity was unmistakable, the girl called Liza! "Oooooh, lover, lick it good, eat me, eat me!" Melanie's mind reeled as she tried to understand what was happening, but the obvious answer seemed just too incredible. Jeannie, Slim, the cowboy and Liza were all fucking in the same room at the same time! What kind of a health "spa" was Sunshine Spa? Oh God, it was more depraved and shameless than she had ever imagined. How could they stand to have anyone else watching while they did those nasty things with their mouths on one another's cocks and pussies! Shocked as she was, Melanie couldn't pull her head away from the door, her eyes opening wider as she understood the reasons for all the sucking sounds and soft moans. The very same man who had been rubbing his hotly throbbing cock all over her cunt, while they had been dancing, was now burying his face in Liza's naked pussy and slithering his tongue obscenely up the welcoming walls of her hungrily devouring cunt. How could the elegant, intelligent brunette allow him to do such a lewd thing to her pussy?

Melanie found herself wondering what it would feel like to have a hot tongue flick up into her cunt and run wickedly along the sensitive inner flesh. At the same time she slowly became aware of a slight fluttering sensation spreading out through her trembling loins from the sudden remoistening valley of her cunt as she continued to listen to the lewd slurping sound and then Jeannie's abrupt cry of "Oooooh, you taste gooooood, you big cock!" her voice garbled around the invading presence fucking in and out of her mouth.

Melanie was mortified by her uncontrollable bodily reaction to the obscene visions her mind was conjuring up to explain the wet licking sounds from the next room. The noises were now increasing in volume, the springs of the bed making telltale bouncing and squeaking sounds as the cries and groans of passion made it sound as if they were rushing together headlong toward a group orgasm. But it just wasn't possible!

Again a thought that should have revolted her instead sent a sudden flood of heated pussy juices flowing from the inner walls of Melanie's now hotly throbbing cunt, adding to the dampness of the narrow white cunt-band covering the tender pussylips between her tight-clenched thighs. Oh God, it was horrible! But it was making Melanie's wetly steaming pussy burn out of control. She needed to be touched; her pussy needed to be touched!

Involuntarily her, hand made its way up under her skirt and rubbed hard at the soft dampness of her hotly tingling pussy, her delicate fingertips brushing her tiny clitty and sending waves of delicious sensation racing through her body. Oh God, it was wrong, she had to stop! It was insanely perverted to be standing here with her fingers probing excitedly at her cunt while she listened to the horrible obscene things her friends were doing in the next room. She felt the little knob of her clitoris springing to hard erection under the thin nylon, and knew she had to have something hard and long inside her pussy or she would just scream!

Melanie slipped her fingers timidly under the tight cuntband and felt delightfully wicked as she delved her fingers into her own wetness, noticing the slight scratching of the moistened blonde hairs as she drove two fingers at once up her desperately needing cunthole.

"Aaaaaahhh!" she moaned, her mind in a frenzy as she shoved the fingers in and out of her wildly throbbing cunt in time to the squeals and cries of pleasure mingling with the lewd sucking and wet licking sounds in the next room.

At that moment, Slim's deep voice grunted hoarsely and then shouted out words that drove their meaning unavoidably into Melanie's shocked brain: "Jesus, baby, I'm going to cum! Ooooohhh God, suck it harder! I'm going to make it! Eat it all, eat it!"

Oh God, no, it couldn't be! Slim was going to shoot his hot white cum deep into Jeannie's hungrily sucking mouth, spurting the hot, viscous cock-juice deep into her throat while she swallowed ravenously in order to avoid losing even a single drop! Melanie's mind swirled with the pleasure deriving from the fingerfucking of her own hotly quivering cunt and the realization of the sheer lewdness of her act, while listening like, some kind of voyeur to what was happening, and suddenly she was jealous of Jeannie and Liza because they were getting to see what was happening instead of having only to listen to it. But she didn't have time to think any more about it because suddenly Slim's voice was erupting again.

"Ohhhh! I'm cummmmming ... Jesus! ... Ohhh, suck it!

I'mmmmmmmm cuuuuuuummmmmmiinnngggg!" His words turned into moans and groans of straining bliss and suddenly the eavesdropping blonde heard hungry, juicy, smacking sounds as Jeannie welcomed his surging warm cum into her mouth.

By now Melanie was desperate; she had to see it! She had to know if Jeannie was really swallowing and eating his hot sticky cum. Her passion-glazed eyes caught sight of the keyhole down to her right and she abruptly lowered her head to find that she had a perfect view of the two couples together on the double bed in the next room, but Jeannie wasn't sucking on Slim's cock at all ... he had his hands tangled in the hair of a woman and was jerking her head up and down like a rag doll along the length of his wildly cumming cock, but the hair was brown and not black. It was Liza!

Her mouth was clasped firmly around the thick glistening base of his exploding prick, her throat muscles gulping greedily to suck in all of the fountaining hot cum! Oh, God, Melanie couldn't believe her eyes, for there on the other side of Slim, Jeannie was bobbing her head in a smooth rapid motion over Sam Pickford while Sam had his face pressed sideways deep up inside Liza's legs and was licking ravenously at her hair-rimmed cunt, his whole face gleaming in the low light from the wetness of her nakedly spread cunt.

The dazed young blonde stared in horrified fascination, her mouth hanging open in dumb amazement, at the tangle of gyrating flesh on the bed, her eyes focusing for long seconds on Liza's head being jerked up and down around the still wildly pumping slick cock fucking ruthlessly up into her open mouth. She kept expecting to hear Liza gag and protest against the rough treatment as the warm waves of foam-like cum streamed continuously into her mouth, but instead Liza was moaning and sucking as if she were enjoying it. Melanie's own excited body reacted by unexpectedly coming alive in every jangling nerve when she heard Liza's sudden increase in evident pleasure as the delicate brunette began grinding her curl-rimmed cunt even harder against the teasing cock-like tongue of the cowboy flicking into her naked pussy below.

Melanie jammed a third finger into her own hot, juicy cunt but still it wasn't enough, so she grasped at her panty-covered clitty with the fingertips of her other hand, pinching and rubbing the hard little, cock-like bud through the nylon while her eyes remained glued to the stimulating spectacle of group sex taking place right under her bright-eyed gaze. Her breath was coming fast now, in short, panting gasps, and she could feel her cum building deep in her cock-hungry cunt for the first time in her life. All thought of the repulsion she should feel had been driven from her mind by her madly rubbing fingers in her cunt;

nothing remained now but the need to continue the exquisite pleasure assailing the deliciously hot wet pussy flesh that surrounded her lewdly working fingers.

Melanie slipped her fingers from her cunt and without thinking stuck them into her mouth, sucking at their salty flavor in order to know what Sam was tasting, while she slid her tongue sensuously between her fingers. Then she rammed the fingers back up her wildly throbbing cunthole with a sudden shove that brought a moan of mindless pleasure from her lips that were burning with the taste of her own hotly steaming pussy juices ... and they tasted so good!

Tony Patton stood in awe in the doorway, staring down at his oblivious wife and feeling his cock jerk excitedly in his pants at the sight of Melanie fingerfucking her hot little cunt, and then sucking all the pussy-juice off them, moaning with pleasure. He heard giggles and shrieks of excitement coming from the room beyond the door where his blonde, lewdly bent-over wife was peering through the keyhole, and suddenly he understood why his wife was fingering herself in a daze of lecherous intensity. The little bitch was watching their friends fucking in the next room!

From the sound of it, all four of them were in there having one helluva orgy. Tony's thickly throbbing cock wanted to burst out of his tight confining pants at the obscene vision of sheer lust being presented up to him by his wife's beautiful panty-

covered asscheeks wagging wantonly in the air, her fingers pushing past the tight elastic of the cuntband into her accommodating pussy while she kept her eyes pinned to the tiny hole in the door.

Her breath was coming in short gasping pants that told him she was about to cum for the first time in their marriage, and this knowledge inflamed him more as he stepped boldly up behind her and placed his hands firmly on her wriggling asscheeks.

"Oh!" Melanie shuddered at the sudden contact and jerked her head around in a continuing daze of sexual frenzy to see Tony standing above her. Then she saw that his eyes were focused almost straight down and, with a sudden warm blush of shame, Melanie realized he was staring at the fingers that had continued with a life of their own to, plunge in and out of her hotly squirming cunt! Hurriedly she pulled them out with a slight wet popping sound and started to stand up, her confused brain searching for some way to explain her presence at the door without letting him realize what a perverted woman she was becoming, but Tony's hands transferred quickly to her back and held her down in her lewdly bent-over position.

"You don't want to quit watching just when your pussy's getting all hot, do you?" Tony asked quietly.

Oh God, he knew ... how would she ever be able to look him in the face again? Nothing that he had ever wanted to do to her body was worse than this shameful voyeurism. Even with the fires burning out of control deep in her belly, she had to preserve some portion of her self-respect if she could.

"Please let me up," she said in a forcefully cold voice, staring around up at him.

A hard glint came into his eye. "You keep watching, baby.

I'm going to fuck you but good."

Melanie's resistance wilted under the dominating power of his voice, her eyes flicking down from his flushed face to focus hungrily on the hard bulge in his pants. She wanted him, wanted his cock fucking into her hungrily, but why couldn't they go back into the bedroom instead of doing it here on the hard bathroom floor? She wouldn't be able to see what was happening in the bedroom anyway!

Then, as his hands reached up under her furled skirt to catch hold of the elastic waist-band of her soft flimsy panties and began pulling them deliberately down over the creamy-white curves of her sensuously upturned asscheeks, a bright light of animal lust coming into his eyes as the full flower of her hotly glistening cunt was exposed to the air, it dawned on Melanie's stunned brain what he had in mind. He was going to fuck her from behind! He was going to pump his prick into her aching little cunt like a common dog! He wanted to take advantage of having caught her fingerfucking her own pussy and force her into an unnatural act with him while she stared voyeuristically at the lewd orgy taking place in the next room!

Melanie was shocked to find that the sheer perverseness of the thought was sending strange obscene tickles of pleasure through her body as the maddening need in her hotly inflamed cunt continued to grow. It frightened her to find that her body was almost completely out of her control, and she knew that if she didn't stop Tony now, she was never going to be able to face herself ever again.

"It's perverted--we can't! That's nasty ..." she began, again trying to, raise up but finding that his hands were against her back in such a way as to keep her firmly down. She continued straining up against them in vain.

"Be quiet, love." Tony smiled, adding sarcastically, "You wouldn't want Liza and Jeannie to know you've been watching, now would you?"

Suddenly all the fight rushed out of her, because his tone made it clear that he would be perfectly willing to tell them she had been watching their obscene sexual antics if he had to.

Nothing she could say or do was going to prevent him from doing whatever he wished with her, and now her very helplessness was beginning to infuse her wantonly bent-over pussy and ass with tremors of animal desire. God, it wasn't her fault if he made her do things that were wrong, and maybe ... they ... would feel delicious!

Everything had been quiet in the other bedroom for a few minutes and for a second Melanie was afraid that the others had heard her and Tony talking through the door. She would just die if that had happened. Maybe her friends had been doing things they shouldn't, but her watching had been worse than anything they had done. She even had the taste of her own pussy-juice lingering in her mouth from the moment when her voyeuristic passion had reached its height, when she had wanted to know what Sam had been tasting while he licked Liza's wantonly undulating pussy.

"Anybody eating cunt?" Tony asked, sensing his victory over her and releasing his restraining hold on her back in order to finish tugging her panties down over the lovely full curves of her firm thighs and trim calves. Leaning down to leave them furled around her ankles, Tony's face was only inches away from her wetly gleaming cuntlips, and their sweet female scent wafted to his nose, sending shivers of hungry lust racing throughout his body.

He was hypnotized for a moment by the lascivious sight of her lewdly spread cuntlips as he hovered down there behind her, his eyes picking out the tiny droplets of pussy-juices clinging to the softly curling blonde hairs and catching sight of the pinkly erect clitoris at the bottom of her glistening cunt valley.

Melanie did not realize what was taking place behind her because she was obeying his order to stare again through the keyhole and what she saw there was sparking little thrills of prurient fascination, making her grind her hips slightly in sympathy with what she was witnessing.

"Liza and Jeannie are kneeling on all fours beside each other on the bed. And Slim and Sam are rubbing their ... you know, with their hands ... back behind them, standing up," she whispered, titillating stabs of perversity racing through her taut muscles, strangely excited even more by telling Tony what she saw than by the admittedly stimulating vision of two men lining themselves up behind two women and manipulating their still-glistening cocks into a flushed state of erection while staring down at the obscenely turned-up asscheeks of the women.

Melanie's thoughts were cut off by a feeling softer than any she had ever experienced, a sensation at once warm and gentle that seemed almost not to exist and yet was incredibly delicious.

Tony's lust-glazed eyes had been unable to detach themselves from the luscious vision of Melanie's slightly spread cuntlips moving in tiny motions as she ground her smoothly curved asscheeks in sympathy with the two women in the other room as they wagged their nakedly upturned asses up at the hardening cocks of the men in lewd invitation. The incredulous young husband's face had been drawn forward as by a magnet until his quickening breath had caressed her sensitive pussy, causing it to quiver slightly in responsive appreciation. Now he gathered breath in his lungs and suddenly released it in a warm stream of air directed right at the nakedly exposed inner flesh of her tempting cunt.

"Ahhhhh," Melanie moaned as the tickling softness sent billows of pleasure floating through her body. Involuntarily she allowed her asscheeks to part a little more so that her softly palpitating pussy flowered wider before his lewdly leering gaze until suddenly it was completely open and the moist inner cunt flesh came into tantalizing view. It was reddish-pink and gleaming wetly, the moisture from her hotly flowing cunt juices clearly visible, smeared and glistening on the tender, naked inner thighs.

Melanie's head swung slowly around to smile her gratitude for the wonderful sensations that were being lavished on her by the incredibly soft caresses, but her mouth fell open and her eyes went wide with shock when she saw Tony's face poised only inches from the naked exposed flesh of her obscenely upturned pussy. His tongue was nervously circling his lips in hungry preparation for the feast of hotly twitching cunt.

"No, please, Tony. Don't lick my pussy," she pleaded, but it was as if he could not hear her past the loud drumming of his heartbeat. Without warning, he placed his palms flat against the lower cheeks of her shamelessly trembling ass, his thumbs resting on the soft pink flanges of her curl-rimmed cunt. Then with a slow torturing movement that Melanie was frightened to resist for fear that he would suddenly open the door and prove to Liza and Jeannie that she had been watching like some common slut, Tony pressured outward with his thumbs, drawing the moistly quivering pussylips slowly apart and exposing the gleaming pink slit to his merciless gaze!

For a frozen moment of time, Tony watched the slightly throbbing cunt greedily and then, with a passionate groan, he dropped his head forward and ran the full length of his slippery probing tongue deep up into the hot juicy depths of her pussy.

"Oh, not my pussy ... Noooo, ooooh!" she whimpered under the force of his depraved attack, her body prevented from jerking forward by her humiliating entrapment between his skewering tongue and the keyhole. Her sensuously trembling asscheeks clenched and unclenched as if trying to escape by closing off his access to the maddening rape of her secret inner recesses. Tony's obscenely teasing tongue was circling around ravenously inside her, the tip flicking against the raw nerves of the warm moist walls of her curl-rimmed cunt and sending spasms of indecent pleasure rippling through her belly.

"Ooooohhhh ... ohhhhhhh ... ooohhhhh!" she moaned as she surrendered to the delicious prodding of his tongue. Her dazed mind could see no way of escape, and she began writhing her smoothly curved asscheeks back hard at the wetly buried face, trying to glean as much of the forbidden sensation as she could.

Chapter 4

Melanie Patton knew that only a wanton whore could become so aroused by the obscene licking and sucking sounds she had heard coming from the other room, yet something in her was allowing Tony to perform this lewd act on her nakedly quivering pussy with his mouth and tongue. Something in her had wanted it, and the shame that tried to rage through her was quenched by the rising flood of rapturous ecstasy ... she wanted it, wanted his tongue to fuck her cunt forever!

Melanie jerked and wriggled back to meet the searing contact in complete abandon, her head lolling forward slackly, her tongue hanging out as she panted like a bitch in heat under his oral ministrations.

"Ohhhhh!" A long moan of delight escaped from deep in her throat. "Do it more, lick it! It's soooo gooood! Lick my pussy!"

She chanted the words out without thinking that they might be heard in the next room as his chin rubbed wetly against her clitoris buried deep in the steaming forest of blonde cunthairs at the top of her pussy, and his nose jammed itself against the tiny puckered ring of her asshole. It was as if he were trying to press his whole head into her excitedly steaming crevice, his face slipping and sliding in the moist frothing valley as he endeavored to thrust his long teasing tongue deeper and deeper into her clasping passageway.

Tony worked hungrily, feeling her soft wet pussyhairs grazing enticingly against, his smoothly shaved cheeks. His hands reached down to stroke the smooth plane of her quivering belly, where her skirt was bunched, and then farther up to fondle her huge, sensuously throbbing tits through the thin barrier of her blouse and white lace bra, his fingers tweaking the achingly stiffened nipples to heighten her arousal. He labored passionately as his mouth and tongue worked like a starving animal's between the open lips of her shamelessly pulsating cunt, his eyes wide open and pleasure-glazed, glimpsing, over the rounded moons of her nakedly wriggling asscheeks, the seemingly agonized contortions of Melanie's face now twisted back around and staring at him, a slack smile coming over her working lips as he caught her eye.

With a feeling of complete domination, Tony heard her release husky groans from deep in her throat as the hot searching tip of his tongue suddenly began working its way up and down the length of the tightly gripping pussy, starting at the base of her belly and wriggling its way upward over the pink-edged opening of her hungrily squirming cunthole and into the juice-moistened crevice of her responsively clenching asscheeks.

Then, his voice distorted with passion, Tony spoke into the hot, slippery flesh. "What are they doing now, Melanie? I want to hear all about it."

Melanie barely heard him through the raging holocaust of sensation burning in her pussy. But she was afraid Tony would stop the delicious eating of her cunt if she disobeyed his least wish, so she fought to control herself enough to bring her eye to the keyhole where she felt the cold pressure of the metal on the sensitive skin around her big, lust-glazed green eyes.

Without warning, Tony's wickedly teasing tongue darted out and swabbed the raw nerve-ending of her pinkly quivering clit, causing another upsurge of pleasure, so it was a moment before her reeling mind cleared and she was able to see the huge, throbbing cocks of Slim and Sam standing straight out from their bellies, the pulsing tips swaying lewdly in the air only inches from the obscenely thrust-up cunts of Jeannie and Liza! In just a matter of seconds, the men would be fucking into them from behind, humping them while the two wanton women bucked their nakedly quivering asscheeks back at them like bitches in heat.

Incoherently, the spying young blonde described in a hoarse whisper what she was seeing while Tony continued working at her desire-inflamed cunthole, again and again driving his skewering tongue deep into the warmly throbbing depths of her curl-rimmed pussy, rewarded by hearing her lewd voyeuristic recital interrupted by low guttural groans as she writhed and twisted in response.

"Slim ... is rubbing his huge prick fast ... ooohhh! And God, the tip of it's so big ... he's got it pushed up against her down there! Liza's on her knees with her ... fanny, oh, God, her bottom is pushed up against him ... Oh Tony, lick my pussy, lick my pussy deeper!" Sam had his lust-swollen cockhead lodged in the soft outer folds of Jeannie's wantonly widespread pussy, and suddenly Tony and Melanie heard a voice from the other room. It was Jeannie, pleading with her teasing tormentor.

"Fuck my cunt, you son-of-a-bitch! I'm going crazy! Stick your cock up my cunt!"

Then Melanie heard something that made her think that she must be the one who was going crazy, because no one could possibly want that. It was Liza shrieking, "In my ass! Ram it up my asshole, you bastard!"

Oh God, how could anyone take a cock the size of the one that Melanie could see through the keyhole, Slim's monstrously throbbing prick, in her tiny asshole ... How could it possibly fit? But already Melanie could see Slim responding by sliding the tip of his prick smoothly upwards along the wildly squirming valley between her asscheeks until it was poised at the tiny puckered asshole!

The lust-crazed Tony, his mouth full of the sweet female taste of Melanie's cunt, also heard Liza's inciting cries, and was inspired to remove his hands from where they had been massaging Melanie's ecstatically pulsing tits and use them to pull wide apart the upturned cheeks of her naked ass, stretching it cruelly as he felt her begging for more. And suddenly he dropped his obscenely lashing tongue to the little puckered asshole and thrust the tip hard against the tight, resisting opening until he felt it begin to give slightly, allowing his tongue to enter a fraction of an inch while she squirmed under the lewdly exciting invasion.

"Tony! Ohhhhh! Oh God ... don't stop ... tongue my asshole, tongue my asshole!" She bucked and writhed as the searing hot tongue teased mercilessly at the virgin opening. "Don't stop tonguing my asshole!"

Through the keyhole Melanie could see Slim begin to apply forward pressure until suddenly his throbbing cockhead slipped with a jerk past the tight outer ring of Liza's anus.

"Aaaaaaaggghhh!" Liza cried out. "It hurts! No, don't, I don't want you to touch my ass!" But Slim only laughed triumphantly as he drove the cock forward another cruel half-inch.

"Aaaaaaaggghhh!" Liza was whimpering now in horrible pain, her struggles to escape from the painful stretching of her rectum which she had invited in a daze of foolish excitement made useless by the determined grasp of Slim's muscular hands on her nakedly trembling asscheeks.

Meanwhile Sam's heavily pulsing cock had slid smoothly into the lewdly offered depths of Jeannie's hungrily waiting cunt, and the two of them were watching with undisguised sadistic delight the spectacle of the little brunette being painfully fucked by the thick glistening cock now stuck part way into her distended virginal asshole. Sam was fucking into Jeannie with long pummeling strokes that were driving them both out of their minds with pleasure as they surged toward cumming with the aid of the added perverted thrill of seeing Liza getting what she had begged for and now doubtless regretted having wanted. Then, with a sudden, monstrously powerful twitch, Slim plowed the rest of the way into the brunette's tightly gripping asshole, deeper and deeper until his pelvis flattened the trembling cheeks of her naked ass with a sudden loud smack that was almost drowned by the noise of Liza's horrendous shriek of pain-pleasure.

Tony moistened the tip of his extended middle finger in the hotly flowing pussy juices of Melanie's cunt and then pressed it to the tiny asshole in the crack between her widespread white asscheeks. At the same time, he slid his mouth back down along the steaming smooth flesh of her blonde pussy as far as her clit, nibbling the erectly tingling little bud as he suddenly thrust forward with his finger, sinking it in to the first knuckle inside her tightly sucking asshole.

"Uuuuuuuuggghhh!" she gasped in pain and fear, unable to worry whether they could hear her in the next room. She couldn't let him stick his finger up her asshole--it was too wicked--and she swung her head around away from the tantalizing scene in the next room in order to beg him to stop, even though the nibbling of her clitty was sending counteracting explosions of pleasure raging through her helplessly aroused cunt.

But with a sadistic grin hidden in the wet burning folds of her cunt, Tony paid no attention to her pleas, thrusting his middle finger in up to the second, thicker knuckle.

"Uuuuugggghhh! Tony, it hurts! Take your finger out of my asshole!" she whimpered as she thrashed wildly under the maddening combined pleasure and pain coming from her now pulsing clit and violated anus. But Tony still held his finger where it was as he again shoved his slithering tongue deep up into her greedily gripping cunthole in an attempt to divert her attention from the unnatural invading presence probing her rectal depths.

Melanie held still, keeping her breathing to a bare minimum and her mouth wide open, her lips drawn back tautly over her teeth. Tony began to lick and suck in earnest now, rotating his finger around and around in her asshole, stretching it wider with each thrust until the pain in her ass mixed and mingled with the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her hot juicy cunt, and she began voluntarily jerking her curved asscheeks back up onto his finger, skewering it into herself in rhythm with the endless lashings of his tongue.

Again her eye found the keyhole and she saw to her amazement that Liza was no longer whimpering with pain, but instead her head was hanging limply, swaying from side to side, and her tongue lolled loosely from her open mouth as she bucked her nakedly upturned ass back at each pumping thrust of Slim's plunging cock.

She was loving being fucked in the ass! Oh God, she couldn't be!

Yet Melanie could begin to understand it in a strange way, because a masochistic wildness was now possessing her own young body as she stood lewdly bent over, helplessly impaled between Tony's tongue and his middle finger, grinding her trembling white asscheeks in abandoned frenzy hard back up against the dual probing into her hot steaming loins.

Nothing mattered to Melanie now but the sweet agony of the lovely swirling sensations raging over every inch of her naked flesh, and even under the restraining nylon of her bra as her erect nipples raked in titillating friction against the flimsy cloth. Nothing else in the world existed as she writhed and twisted beneath Tony's lust-crazed ravaging, all the obscenities known to her tormented and anguished mind burbling over her crazily working tongue. She realized dimly that she had somehow lost control because of the unusual amount of alcohol that must have been in Slim's "Sunshine Punch" she had drunk earlier that evening, but that was no excuse for the wantonness with which she was now responding to Tony's depraved assault on her lewdly exposed pussy and asshole. Yet nothing mattered except her growing need for something larger to be shoved up her cunt in order to fuck her till her pussy came while she continued to watch the four naked bodies in the next room screwing in a mass of sweating, churning flesh.

Jeannie and Liza had the two men's cocks fucking into them and Melanie needed one too if she was going to cum for the first time in her life ...

"Oh Tony, stick your thing in me! I want you, I want your prick to fuck me!"

Tony knew it was time because his painfully jerking prick felt about to cum in his pants, so he stood up quickly and dropped his pants and shorts, drawing his thickly pulsing cock out while Melanie twisted her head around to watch with a bright glaze of pleasure in her eyes. Now that she was watching, he moved with a deliberate slowness, tantalizing her by slowly clasping the fingers of his right hand around the huge thickness of his prick so that she could see the pearly drop of cock-juice that was oozing from the tip of the heavily pulsing hardness.

Then he stepped close behind her, holding the hotly throbbing prick tightly between his fingers with the large cockhead poised at the beckoning elastic opening of her blonde, furred cunt. He watched Melanie's wetly aching pussy with lecherously glimmering eyes as her gleaming wet cuntlips contracted and throbbed enticingly before him. He ached all over from the thought of the lovely young woman bending over in front of him in abject servitude to be fucked in any way he liked, completely conquered by the uncontrollable desires and passions set loose in her body.

But if he could manage to delay for a few seconds, she would become crazed with need in a way that would be all the more pleasurable to satisfy, he thought excitedly.

"Tell me what you want, you horny little blonde," he said, with deceitful gentleness, rubbing his cock teasingly up and down the curl-rimmed crevice of her hotly twitching cunt.

It humiliated Melanie to be called horny, but the emptiness in her aching little pussy needed to be filled! She squirmed her naked asscheeks back at him in a desperate effort to catch the tip of his huge hard-on in the greedy clasp of her tight cunt, but he stepped back deftly and spoke again.

"What do you want Tony to do to your pussy?" he repeated, knowing that this would be the final surrender, a step that she would never be able to overcome, to flee back into her role of snow-queen as she had ever since they had been married.

Melanie's confused, desperate

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