Chapter 5

The force of her second orgasm was just too much for Kate, and as she collapsed forward onto the floor, she allowed her head to turn to one side and her mind to drift to some ethereal plane. Dimly, she heard voices buzzing around her, occasionally punctuated by the growl of an angry- sounding dog, but she felt so wonderful that nothing mattered to her. She lay on her heaving belly, panting to catch her breath, totally unaware that her husband had entered the' room and was followed by a lovely naked woman.

But if Kate was completely out of it, Martin was in complete command of his faculties. Mark's initial entrance had startled him, but with Siegfried coming to his aid, the young black-haired man quickly gathered his thoughts. He could see that every part of his plan had worked perfectly. Niven's lush, naked body was still carrying the warm afterglow of her recent fucking with Mark, and she gave her lover a little wink.

"Well, looks like the husband has finally found out that he can't take his wife for granted," Martin said, coming to a standing position and reaching down to pet Siegfried. He smiled as he watched Mark's fear- filled face stare at the still growling dog. "Don't tell me you're surprised that your wife let other guys fuck her to get those things she really wants."

Mark was having just a little trouble collecting his thoughts. The shock of seeing his wife being fucked in the ass by a total stranger... the nagging feeling that he had been set up... played for a patsy by the lovely blonde girl who had picked him up in the bar... the threatening massive beast that was in his apartment... everything was making it hard for him to think.

"I, uh, believe you were going to tell me what you ought to do," Martin said, staring directly into Mark's eyes and waiting for him to come around.

Mark was finally able to take his gaze away from the dog when he could tell that the huge beast was under Martin's control.

"I ought to break your neck," he said in a low, seething voice. "Just who the hell do you think you are, coming in here and fucking my wife?"

"Will you listen to him," Martin said, smiling at Niven. "He wants to know what right I have fucking his wife." Then, turning his glance back to Mark, he said, "Listen, jerk, don't you stand there with your cock hanging loose next to my naked woman and ask me about my rights. You're a married man. Suppose you tell your wife just what you and Niven were doing in my apartment. Playing strip poker?"

Mark clenched his teeth. He didn't care at that point about the dog. He was going to wring the kid's neck, and no dog was going to stop him.

"Kate," Martin said, moving his foot to the moaning redhead's cum- smeared buttocks and jiggling her. "I think it's time you woke up. You have a visitor."

"Uuuuummmm?"

"Come on, my good woman. Your husband has come home to say hello."

Hearing that brought Kate immediately to her senses, and she lifted her head, her eyes wide open.

"MARK!" she said, her pretty face flushing a bright crimson. How could she face her husband after all she had been through.

Her mouth dropped open when she saw that he was as naked as she was!

What the hell is going on here? she asked herself.

"You fucking little slut," Mark said in a cold, hate-filled voice. "The minute my back is turned, you put out for this creep here. "I never dreamed that you were nothing but a whore. I'll bet if we lived here long enough, you'd fuck every man in the building but me."

"Hold on there, buddy-boy," Martin said. "She gave you first crack at her pussy. You didn't want it, so don't go blaming her."

"You keep out of this," Mark snapped. "What happens between my wife and me is none of your fucking business."

"You two children woke me up this morning with your yelling," Martin said casually, shrugging his shoulders. "I like to get a good night's sleep and you ruined it. That pisses me off, so I decided to do something about it."

"Mark... why are you naked?" Kate asked, seeing that there were four people in the room, and all of them were naked. She didn't like the idea that Mark was accusing her of being a slut when he himself looked like he had just fucked another woman.

And that thought really hit Kate! How could he refuse to fuck her, his wife, and still find the time to fuck... fuck a child, for God's sake. That blonde girl didn't look a day over sixteen!

"That's none of your business," Mark snapped.

"It's every bit my business," Kate snapped back, pulling herself up and glaring at her husband. "You wouldn't fuck me this morning because you said you didn't have any time. You were soooooo tired this afternoon. All you wanted to do was have a drink and forget about the day. So tell me... Why are you naked now?"

All the tension in the room was really getting to Siegfried. He couldn't tell who he should be protecting from whom. He recognized his lovely mistress standing naked next to some man who was yelling at the woman whose cunt he had just licked, and the great dog decided that the strange man was the enemy of everyone else. He sat down next to Martin and kept his eyes fixed on Mark.

"Well... come on, love," Niven said as she walked around from behind Mark and stood next to Siegfried. "Why don't you tell her where your clothes are? Why don't you tell her how you just ripped them off because you couldn't wait to get into my hot little pussy? Why don't you tell her how you fucked me with that big cock of yours."

"Come on, Mark," Martin taunted. "It's been so long for her that I'm sure she's forgotten."

And then Kate took a position next to Niven, and the three of them, plus Siegfried, were all staring at him. Mark couldn't believe that he was all alone. Was there no sanity in the world? Was everyone against him? Didn't anybody understand?

"I'll tell you something, Niven," Martin said after a moment of silence. "I've never seen such children as these two, and I've seen some pretty stupid people doing some pretty stupid things."

"And I'll tell you something lover," Niven said almost absentmindedly. "Mark really fucks pretty good. I would think that Kate could hold off for his cock. I really can't blame her for weakening to Siegfried. She did weaken, I gather."

"Are you kidding? All he did was touch his tongue to her cunt and she was off and running."

"MARTIN!" Kate was shocked. Up to this point, she had been feeling very self-righteous. Twice her husband had walked out on her after she had tried her best, and seeing him naked with another woman had made the young wife feel totally justified that she had let Martin fuck her in the ass. But now her husband knew about how she had let Siegfried lick her to orgasm.

"You mean... you and... and that dog..." Mark couldn't believe that his wife would actually do something like that. What had happened to that meek, almost shy woman he had married?

"Oh, knock it off, will you?" Martin said, his voice betraying a great deal of boredom. "You and that wife of yours love each other. Otherwise, the two of you wouldn't be so shocked by what the other did. Niven and I set this whole thing up. I figured that the two of you needed a little outside help, for God's sake. I was right. Now don't go pissing everything away by worrying about what happened less than an hour ago. The time has come for the two of you to make up."

"After what she did..." Mark started.

"After what he did..." Kate said at the same time.

"Mark... why don't you just suck your wife's cunt?" Martin suggested. "I have a sneaking suspicion that if you gave her what she really wants, you won't have anything to worry about with her fucking all the men in the building."

Both husband and wife were shocked by the blatancy of his words. "You mean... right here... now... ? Suck my wife's pussy... with everyone watching?"

"That's exactly what I mean," Martin said." I set this whole thing up because I wanted to see the two of you get back together, and I'm not going to leave until that happens. Of course, if you don't want to supply your wife with the fucking she needs, I'd be more than willing to stand in for you."

Martin meant every word of that. He never bluffed, and to prove it, he reached out and ran his hand lightly over Kate's right breast, letting his fingers open and close around the succulent flesh of her passion- swelling orb.

"You keep your hands off her," Mark said quickly. "I... I can take care of my own wife."

"Then prove it," Martin said. "Get down and suck her. This I have to see."

Kate and Mark looked at each other, not exactly knowing how to start. Mark had licked Kate's cunt before, on the honeymoon. But that had been when they were all alone in the hotel room. Doing something like that with so many people watching...

"Get down on the floor, Kate," Martin instructed. "Make it a little easier for him. Shit, woman, you were complaining that he didn't fuck you. What the hell are you waiting for?"

"Well... there's you and..."

"Just do it and quit bitching," Niven said, looking at Mark for a moment and then returning her attention to Siegfried, who was watching the proceedings attentively. There were two naked women in the room, and his sense of smell could tell that both of them were aroused. He wondered which one he would get a chance to fuck!

Seeing that there was really nothing to stop her, Kate took the incentive. She lowered herself and stretched out languorously on the floor, her soft round buttocks digging into the rug, her arms stretched high above her head. Mark fell to his knees beside her, and after regarding her for a moment, he let his hands begin to roam hotly over her exposed body. He felt like such a fool for running out on her like he had. The more he thought about it, the more sense Martin made. Why shouldn't he lick his wife's cunt with other people watching? It was pretty obvious that there were no secrets among the little gathering, not after all he had seen. In a moment, he managed to mold his wife's body into twitching desire.

Kate felt spasmodic jolts of pleasure ripple through her as the air of the room played over her feverish flesh. She felt Mark's strong hands close over her buttocks from underneath, then slip up to her thighs, drawing them apart, lifting up the plane of her pubis like a lascivious chalice. His fingertips slid freely into the red jungle of her cuntal mound, and he wormed them into her willing vagina, sending her into further spasms of delight. She was responding to him, her whole body twisting and jerking as he teased her lovingly between her wide-spread thighs. It suddenly made no difference that there were two other people in the room. She had her husband back, and that was all that mattered.

Changing his approach, Mark withdrew his hands, then slowly, gently, drew them over the flat plane of her abdomen, kneading the smoothly pliant flesh as though he were exploring her for the first time, before descending once more into the ever-moistening red curls of her pubic fleece. He stretched out his middle finger and teased it along the length of her moistly welcoming cuntal furrow.

"Oooooohhhhh... aaaaahhhh..." Kate moaned in a long, soft abandoned manner. She groaned again, her body slowly jackknifing under his caressing. Pinwheels of light flashed in the backs of her eyes.

Mark looked for a moment away from the glistening slit of his wife's cunt, his eyes pleading with Martin to leave, so he could be alone with his wife. There were so many things that had to be said. He could fuck her later, he reasoned, after the air between them had been cleared.

Martin seemed to know what was running through Mark's mind, though, and he merely smiled, his own penis getting larger and swollen. Absent mindedly, he reached out and circled his arm around Niven, pulling her blonde nakedness tight against his powerful frame.

Seeing that Martin and Niven were going to be staying around until he finished with his wife, he returned his attention to Kate. He gazed at her nakedness as though he were in deep meditation. His thumbs moved against the swollen outer lips of her pussy and slowly pressed the soft, hair-fringed lips apart. He studied the ragged delicate edges of the moist pink flesh as though he were seeing it for the first time as they trembled to the pulse-beat of her aroused desire. He could see the burgeoning knob of her clitoris, palpitating to an anxious rhythm between the fleshy protective lips. Below it was the pale star guarding the entrance to her seething velvet passage. His mouth hung loose as he gazed with increasing interest at his wife's eagerly awaiting pussy. How could he have been such a fool, he wondered? Not even Niven's sweet pussy, with all its blonde beauty and experience, could match the delightfulness of the vagina of the woman he had married.

Then he rose up and suddenly enclosed one delicate bud of her breast in his mouth, licking and savoring its passionate hardness and swirling it around and around with his tongue, bringing moan after moan from Kate. He removed his mouth and smiled lovingly at her, wanting her to know that he would forgive her if she would forgive him. She was not looking at him though. She was already letting her body become lost in the glowing pleasures her husband was finally bringing her. Seeing that she had already forgotten about his one transgression, he enclosed the other breast nipple in his mouth and teased it to the same hardness as the first before trailing his lips down along the flat stretch of her torso between the deep-clefted valley of her luscious mounds. He stopped for a lingering moment at her navel to probe and stab the tiny aperture with his darting tongue. Then he moved lower still until he was poised over her moist, quivering cuntal mound.

Kate was tense with excitement. This is what she had wanted him to do this morning... and this evening when he had come home from work. Even though she knew she was being watched, she didn't care. She was going to have her husband back, and that was all that mattered to her. Even the wonderful cunt-licking Siegfried had given her vanished from her mind as she closed her eyes and gritted her teeth with ecstatic anticipation.

Mark settled down on his knees between her smooth widespread thighs, his fingers opening and closing in the flesh of her trim, shapely legs, his eyes fixed on the dripping pink blossom of her cunt. He too was smiling in anticipation.

And then he darted out with his tongue, giving her a clean, searing swipe all along the quivering slit of her shivering vagina.

"OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH... !" she moaned as his long tongue slapped at her, probed and searched in her trembling slit. There was no doubt in her mind. Even with two total strangers watching, her husband's tongue on her cunt was wildly exciting. Visions of the time they had spent together in their honeymoon room flashed through her brain, and she knew that she was going to relive those pleasures.

Mark's lingual assault gathered in intensity as he sensed that she no longer cared about the audience. His tongue began long, slow sweeping strokes along the juicy split of her greedily pulsating cunt. His lips were nipping and pulling at the stray wisps of her flaming pubic hair, bringing moan after passionate moan from her parted lips. He thrust his tongue into the smooth membrane of her deepest secret folds, teasing at the soft, fleece- rimmed lips that guarded the burning channel of her cunt. His teeth inserted themselves through the swollen pussy lips and bit at the warm wet layers inside while he inhaled the deep heady aromas of her flowering womanhood.

He continued to slaver ecstatically at Kate's hungering pussy, wringing a delirium of incredible sensations from the electrified zone of her loins. This was no cheap pick up, as Niven had been. This was his wife... the woman he loved, and he could see now that he had been acting like a child that morning.

His mouth dived into her cunt, making loud sucking noises that seemed to fill the entire apartment. Kate's hands were already clutching at his hair, the way she clutched there when he had first done this to her. She was pulling his head tighter and tighter against her pulsing, throbbing clitoris as she shrieked out in unabashed joy as he surrounded the tiny knob with his teeth, holding it delicately. He ran the tip of his agile tongue round and round, over and under the near bursting organ, causing her to shake and flail her legs with the massive tremors sweeping through her body.

This was better than she could have hoped. Even though there were no words passing between them, Kate knew what her husband was thinking. This was his way of telling her that he forgave her for letting Martin fuck her in the ass. He was bringing her so much pleasure now that he couldn't be telling her anything else. And he was also telling her how sorry he was for leaving her alone when she wanted him... needed him.

Mark stretched his mouth down, sticking his tongue along the smooth lubricated furrow to the throbbing delicate opening of her vagina. He began to orally fuck her in earnest, harder and faster, slipping the hot stiffness of his tongue into her voraciously clasping hole, relishing the excitedly flowing pussy juices, hearing her whimpering as he swirled his tongue labial member around the velvet-lined chamber of her cuntal orifice. His hands slipped beneath her desperately pumping thighs and pulled them farther apart until they were flung high over his hunched down shoulders. Her entire pubic area was leaning towards his churning face, a soft, seething offering to his passion. Kneading the doughy white buttocks, he strained them apart as he thrust his invading tongue once more in the melted flesh of her cunt.

Kate's demented screams of animal joy echoed through the room, blasting at the ears of Martin, Niven and Siegfried, who was certain that any moment now he would get a chance to mount the passionately squirming woman.

"GOD! OOOOHHH GOD!" she wailed again and again as her husband's lashing tongue whipped and seared like a hungry child's between her open thighs.

Then his tongue left her burning cuntal channel and trailed downwards toward the tiny puckered ring of her anus. Her breath was ragged now. She fought for air in great gulps, moaning in rapture. She rocked her pelvis up against his rattling tongue as high as she could bring it, forcing it into searing wet contact with her still-cum flooded anal passage.

Kate's body danced and shook uncontrollably now under his lascivious assault. Torrent after torrent of wild unleashed sensual joy ran riot through her entire being.

Mark drooled and licked and sucked, worming his saliva- slicked tongue far up into her now rhythmically flexing rectum, reveling in the gyrations of her lust-contorted body. He knew that she had passed beyond caring that there were people watching, just as he had. She was drawing near a mind bending climax, and he was proud that he was the one bringing it to her.

"Oooohhh... MARK! MARK! Your tongue... it's driving me crazy. I love it licking my cunt and shoved up into my asshole!"

He began to establish an insistent rhythm, driving his tongue deeper and harder... deeper and harder into the tiny clenched lips of her rectum, and then suddenly pulled it away to return to her glistening, soaking vaginal slit and the wispy soft hairs around her pulsating cunt lips.

Looking up momentarily, he saw her sweat-drenched breasts framing her beautifully grimacing face, her mouth flung open in distorted passion. Dropping his head, he returned his tongue to its task, and he knew that he was driving her out of her mind from the oral fucking he was giving her.

Still standing and watching them, Martin and Niven were also aroused by the sights and sounds of the cunt sucking Mark was giving his lovely wife.

"I think it's about time we taught the two of them just a little more, don't you?" Martin said, looking at Niven's lovely nakedness. He could see that her breast nipples had become hard and distended, and his cock was jutting out from his dark haired loins at a painfully acute angle. His heavy balls were aching from the load of semen forming there, and he knew that he would have to do something about that... and fast!

"What did you have in mind, love?" Niven asked.

"Something that can take care of the both of us," he told her. "Suppose you get that cunt of yours over Kate's face. There's no reason why she and her husband should have all the fun, now is there?"

"No reason that I can think of," Niven grinned. She took the several steps toward Kate's face, followed closely by Siegfried.

"You stay out of this one," she cautioned her dog. "There's more going on here than you'll ever understand."

Even though his animal loins were aching, the fucking he had given Kate a little while ago had left him somewhat satisfied, and he did as his mistress told him.

Niven glanced at Martin and shrugged her softly rounded shoulders. He indicated that she should get on with it.

Kate writhed on the rug, mewling incessantly, tossing beneath Mark's insanely slobbering tongue until she was certain she would lose her mind from the sheer sexual pleasure. Her hungry, greedy cunt lips crawled and nibbled over his liquid-smeared face. Her thighs clamped tight on his wet skin, holding his head in her vise of hotly demanding flesh.