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  “Wait a minute; does she know I’m here?” Gloria asked him attempting to pull her arms free.

  “No,” he said, his face buried and his hands on her arms keeping them pinned.

  “How do I know that?”

  “You just have to trust me,” he told her, sounding muffled, his mouth being full of her nipple and half of her left breast. He was lying on top of her, his body between her knees and he slipped down dragging his tongue over her skin and pushed it into her navel. “God, I could eat you Gloria Wilson!” he said.

  “And why should I let you?” she asked him, giving the struggle up...because her nipple was responding to his mouth, and his last comment...she was developing a taste for.

  “Because you’re in a far better position now, than you were, especially from my point of view, and because, now you’ve got an ally...and then there’s this...” he stood up and opened his trousers and the biggest cock in Christendom...and by far the biggest Gloria had ever seen fell out. It wasn’t pretty, no-one could say that, but it was pretty impressive.

  Gloria was still lying with her arms trapped behind her and her tits sticking up, one nipple bright red and peaking. “Whoosh!” she said, thinking his penis looked like an angry salami but getting the erotic hit straight away. “That’s what I call an argument!” She sat up, her knees opening, “Come closer,” she said, beckoning with her finger. She let his trousers down and sure enough, balls to match! Her eyes widened and a lop sided grin replaced her earlier frown. “Let’s put all that other stuff to the side for a moment...something just Don-ed on me!” she said picking them up in both hands and burying her face in them, “A girl could tone up just juggling these babies, you’re a whole new bat and ball game aren’t you Don?” and not interested in an answer Gloria manhandled the monster salami into her mouth. “Yum yum, oh yummy Mummy! This isn’t a cock you’ve got Don, it’s a fucking conger eel and I love fish! God it’s fabulous!”

  “Then let me fuck you!” Don begged.

  “What, you mean inside me? Are you mad?” she asked him laughing. “I’d never be able to walk properly again, I’d be turning circles for the rest of my life...I’d probably develop a squint and a cocaine habit!” she shrieked. “Shouldn’t you be looking for a garage to park it in - or a hanger? I mean, to be honest Don,” she continued, still laughing and shaking her head now. “It really looks like it belongs in a U-Boat pen...except it probably can’t float and the Allies would probably bomb it if it tried to sneak out!” She broke off laughing uproariously, holding his penis at the bottom now in both hands and waving it menacingly like a baseball bat. “I don’t know why,” she added thoughtfully, “But it makes me want to smash tea cups with it. There ought to be someone with an everlasting supply, lobbing them up for me to smash to smithereens with this bad-boy! Wooee! Look at me go...Babe Ruth!” she shouted, getting very animated with poor Don’s member and swinging it about from side to side at imaginary ballistic tea cups.

  “Okay Gloria, that’s a No, then! No need to rub it in.” Don said, feeling like his dick made more of an impression than he did.

  She stopped laughing and let the bomb go then lying back she lifted her bottom and pulled her pants down over her hips giving him a clear view of what he wanted so badly before pulling them off completely and opening her legs wide, showing him...then she turned her face up to his, looking surprised. “Did I say, no?” she asked him. “I didn’t say, no. I said, you must be mad...but no wonder! Carrying a schlong like that about with you all day, would drive anybody mad!” She winked. “Oh and please, rub it in, do just rub a dub dub it in as much as you like...and yes, yes, yes Don, fuck me to death with it...just take it gently at first!”

  He pulled her further down so that her bum was off the front of the couch and he hooked her legs over his shoulders. That way she was opened up to him and he could look into her rosy hole, Glistening, just like in the pictures. Oh how long I’ve wanted you! Carefully he positioned the head of his cock in her dock and tried a gentle push. She moaned and moved about, getting the angle right and opening up her hips, but she never attempted to stop him and once he felt that her tunnel was dead ahead, he gave the sub a real shove.

  “Madre Dios!” Gloria whispered, and responded by digging her heels into his back, encouraging him to follow through with a bigger push. “If there’s any more of it to go, it’ll be sticking out my mouth! It’s the first time I’ve ever fucked a guy and given him a blow-job at the same time! Can you see it yet?” she asked him opening her mouth comically, and rocking experimentally on the cock a few times. Don smiled and pushed his tongue in her mouth and the Polaris further into her pussy.

  “God yes, but don’t charge at me!” she pleaded, “I feel like a log jam on Lake Superior, I definitely do not feel like Mother Superior; although, it’s her loss, not mine! Let’s try a little loving tenderness!” she said, slowly and sweetly fucking back and forth until her vagina got used to its new toy. “Mano a mano!” she intoned, heavy with feeling, “What is all this Mexican crap I’m coming out with? Are you fucking my brains out too? All I really want to say is, that cock, torpedo, jumbo jet thingy, feels absolutely wonderful and I don’t want you to stop until dawn Don, okay?”

  Don wasn’t listening, he was watching his cock sliding into her a little deeper each time and thinking it was the luckiest cock in the world. She was moaning softly with every push and he asked her if she was okay. “Okay? I’m in heaven,” she said, “God, it’s big though Don! Is it all in, maybe it should have a Plimsoll Line on it...it feels like it’s wearing one!” He told her that it still had a bit to go and she laughed and asked him where it was going to find it so he gave it a good one and she turned her head on one side and groaned and told him to pull her up onto him and sit back on his heels so that she could straddle him and push down. Sitting up on his cock with her hair falling over her face and her amazing bust bouncing rhythmically to her thrusts Gloria looked like the porn star Trish and Lisa had thought she was and Don thought she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

  “No, wait,” she said, lifting off it, watching it emerge. “I want to try it this way...Okay, I want to try it every fucking way, but this’ll do for starters!” and she knelt on the edge of the couch and leaned on her elbows.

  Don gasped at the white expanse of her arse, bent over so revealingly, presenting another opportunity. “You’re bum-hole’s begging for it!” he told her, “It’s fucking gorgeous!”

  “Not a chance!” she said, “Not without Alan Alda and the whole fucking Mash team!”

  He pushed his face into her open slit and ran his tongue and nose up and down coating himself in her moisture. “You smell like vanilla,” he said, “I love vanilla!” Then he pushed his tongue into her pussy and licked until she began to moan and; told him she wanted it now. “I’ve got to have it now!”

  “What a backside you’ve got!” he exclaimed standing up and grasping her bottom in his hands in preparation to mounting her, “It’s like a soft bap...a very, very big one...maybe just rolled and still unfired, like white dough the baker’s just scored with his knife!”

  “So let’s give it a salami filling, huh, please? C’mon Don, I’m desperate!” she told him, her hand between her legs, her fingers revolving swiftly on her clitoris. She moaned and gasped and swore softly as he slid it in, but not this time in stages, straight in...Steady as you go! All the way, until his hips flattened her soft round buttocks then immediately out again...all the way out...then back in faster - and harder, Gloria, whining and moaning, “Aw yeah fuck me! Fuck me Don!” she screamed holding on tightly to the cushions her forehead was pressed into.

  “Uh! Uh!” Don shouted pumping his cock into her like a piston, watching it, knowing he shouldn’t, knowing it would make him come too quickly but unable to look away, her cunt tight on him, rippling and squeezing on him, torturing him, “Uh! Uh!” again, feeling the pressure buil
ding, wanting to slow down, wanting to delay it...but unable! “Aw, that’s it! That’s perfect! That’s fuckin’ beautiful!” he gasped. “I’m going to come...I’m going to shoot my spunk into your beautiful hole!” he shouted as he felt the burn ripple under his balls.

  “No!” she shrieked, “Wait!” and she pushed herself up on her arms and thrust her bum back on his cock impaling herself on it, accompanying it with expletives, and groans. He was hanging on desperately, their rhythm increasing in speed and violence when his eye, catching the movement to the side in a mirror, saw her fabulous tits swinging sensationally beneath her. It was the final straw for him; he shouted a gasping apology and fired into her like a cannon, roaring and humping and banging her arse as hard as he could.

  “Don’t stop!” Gloria screamed and screamed again with the pounding, “I’m coming, I’m coming! - Ah! Aw yes!” she shouted and ground her bum back on Don’s cock so hard she forced him to fall onto the carpet, her following to sit on top of him, still grinding and rocking and sobbing in the throes of her orgasm.

  Eventually she slowed and stopped and sagged forward on his softening penis knowing the show she was giving him. “Does my arse-hole still look good to you?” she asked him.

  “Better than that!” he said.

  “There’ll have to be rules,” she told him. “But I want it.” She lifted up onto her knees and leaned her elbows on the couch and held the position so that he could watch as his semen spilled out and filled her slit like a great white cloud rolling down a valley.

  She was watching his face from between her thighs and she asked him if he still thought her quim was beautiful, “More than ever,” he told her, “There’s nothing better than that.”

  “So take a photograph with my phone, it’s a cream bap now and I want you to fill the frame with it - so Ed can fill his guts with it!”

  ***

  After their shower, they lay together on the bed and spoke a little and fondled one another a lot until Don, once more began to lengthen. “Even soft, it’s bigger than Ed’s!” she said, “But when it’s hard...In future he’ll have to fuck me with his arm! That’s if there is a future!”

  “Don’t say that. You’re nuts about him. Yes, you’re angry, but don’t let it spoil your life. Anyway, Ed’s cock is okay, it did you fine this far...” Don said and trailed into silence.

  Gloria laughed, “Like you’ve seen Ed’s erection! Maybe you boys are playing something more than golf on a Sunday morning!” Turning she looked into his eyes and saw something there that made her smile freeze. “Wait a minute; you have seen Ed’s erection!”

  “Look, Gloria...”

  “Never mind that! How?”

  “Because, we had threesomes. Look I’m sorry but it really doesn’t change anything. Natalie wanted...”

  “Threesomes! Ed in a fucking threesome! And I think; I’m paying him back! Jesus! He’s way ahead of me! Have you fucked Natalie in my house with Ed?” But Gloria could see the answer already and she swore softly and angrily pulled herself away.

  “All right Don. I don’t suppose it does make any difference, not to you,” she said bitterly after half an hour of silence, “I came into this stupidly thinking that it was limited and controllable; that somehow, after I had shown Ed, everything would go back to normal - except there never was a normal! I was going to confront him with what he has done and tell him what I had done; even Steven! But not any longer, that just won’t do! As for you - ” and Don’s heart quailed in the ferocity of her stare, “Tell me everything, no more surprises!”

  Don held his hands out open to her, “Jesus Gloria, there’s nothing to tell, it’s just sex, you know how it is.”

  “But I don’t Don - and I want to, every detail, spit it out!” she insisted.

  “Natalie liked me to give it to her from behind while she gave Ed a blow-job - Sometimes he’d lie on the floor with her over him and sometimes he’d just stand and she’d reach up and take him. She liked me to give it to her hard - so that she banged into Ed and his cock was forced down her throat. Ed always told her she was the champion blow-jobber, he even gave her a trophy he got from some joke shop - it had; Best Head Award engraved on it, and she loved that! Just stupid stuff really Gloria, just sex,” and he reached out and picked up her breast and squeezed the nipple between his fingers.

  “Yeah,” Gloria said, “Just sex! Have you got that thing ready yet? Well give it to me - but don’t shake me, I’m sending a text!” Gloria lay back and opened her legs wide for Don to lie between. As he entered her, she keyed Ed’s number into her phone and attached the picture of Don’s semen running down her pussy, then she added the message: “Sauce for the goose!”

  Chapter Five

  Twisting the cat’s tail

  Ed didn’t see much of Gloria for the next few days. She sent him a message (from the phone he knew about) saying that her mother was ill and that she’d be back late Friday. In fact she was seizing an opportunity to avoid Ed that Leonard had afforded her, in the form of a text telling her that Lisa was away for the night and wouldn’t be back until late tomorrow and was there a chance?

  “Yes!” she sent back gratefully, not at all being convinced that she would have been able to keep up the pretence with Ed, and so; in the event, she went straight to Leonard’s from Don’s house. Leonard was so delighted to see her and surprised that his text had worked that he never questioned her, he just accepted that she was there! He must have detected something in her manner though, for he never made any advances and they passed the most pleasant evening together and eventually went to bed where Gloria at least, slept fitfully until the next morning.

  “Thank you Leonard. You were immensely kind last night. I know you must have wanted more than you received but you never complained or pressed me, thank you.”

  “No need darling Gloria; I’ve had a wonderful time! First I got to speak to you all evening, then I got to go to bed with a naked you all night! Have you any idea at all how abused your poor defenceless body has been as you slept?”

  Gloria laughed richly, “Oh I think I might have wakened up Leonard!”

  “No really, I’ve cuddled you all night, and held your breasts and smelled your hair and shielded you from imaginary foes - I’ve had a great time! Not slept a wink though, but - I can sleep when Lisa gets back right?” and they both laughed at the unintentional cruelty of the remark.

  “You certainly can’t sleep now...”

  “Why’s that?”

  “Because I need you to lick me - you’re the best in the business Leonard and my poor pussy is desperate for your tongue - after I’ve come a few times, you can fuck me all morning. How does that sound to you?”

  Leonard only heard as far down as; “lick me,” after that he was too far down to hear the rest and only a little after that, he was too far gone to care

  ***

  Gloria left it till late on Friday night before she ventured home. Ed had food in the oven for her and he was most solicitous around her, even asking how her mother was. In the old days, before any of this had happened, Ed would have been beside himself with worry that she had stayed at her mother’s on a whim, without a change of clothes and just sent him a text message to inform him; but not now. Now he didn’t ask questions or make complaints. That was guilt and that was Natalie’s fault...and his. He didn’t know how much Gloria knew, but he was pretty sure she knew something and he was still hoping that somehow, he could shelter from the approaching storm. But you can’t Ed, you left it too late!

  And of course, he hadn’t mentioned the photo she’d sent him; not to Gloria at least! She was pretty sure he wouldn’t know yet that it was from her - of her; but if he had told Natalie about it, She certainly would! Maybe she likes cumulonimbus...All in all; Saturday would be an interesting day.

  ***

  “So,” Gloria exclaimed when Ge
rry opened the door to her, “A slide show!”

  “Come on in Gloria, I haven’t seen you in ages! Yes I believe so!”

  “What do you mean, you believe so? They were addressed to you weren’t they?”

  “Yes...of course,” he said blushing. “Natalie’s in the lounge I’ll just go boil the kettle,” and he was off to the kitchen, shutting the door behind him.

  “Unless Gloria would like a glass of wine...” Natalie said appearing. “Hi! C’mon in...Gerry!” she shouted after her husband. “I’m sure you’ve never seen anything like these before Gloria, not very nice I can tell you!”

  Gerry reappeared at the door but didn’t venture any further in. “What would you like?” he asked her. “I’ve a decent Cote du Rhone or there’s a Riesling?”

  “Oh wine please, red...I don’t know what it is, but the white just seems to make me pee!” Gloria said laughing and winking at Gerry who smiled broadly on his way back out. Natalie invited Gloria to sit down beside her and immediately she lifted her handbag from beside the couch and extracted a sheaf of pictures. Instead of handing them to Gloria however, she held the first one up to her.

  “Have you ever?” she said.

  “Oh, lots Natalie, especially recently!” Gloria laughed. Just then Gerry returned with the wine and Natalie stuffed the photos back in her bag with the speed and precision of a card shark.

  “I’ve only seen one so far Gerry,” Gloria said smiling her thanks for the drink up at him, “I imagine you must have thought it was your lucky day when they dropped through the door? If it had happened to Ed, we’d probably have retired to the bedroom for a couple of hours! Ha, ha! Not that he’d have told me - you were so good to tell Natalie, weren’t you? I bet you made copies first though, ha, ha, c’mon did you?” she asked him, taking the drink and swallowing half of it at once. “Let’s see the rest while Gerry’s here Natalie; it’s always good to get a man’s opinion when it comes to matters of the rug...they’ve seen more of them - closer up!” and Gloria burst out laughing again and had another swig of wine but Natalie shook her head like an old school spinster.