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Chapter 8 by SparkyMan SparkyMan

Does Sally come right home?

Check out the action in the house.

Mark wondered what he should do. He wondered if Sally was coming back home, or if the three were going inside for more fun? In either case, Mark wasn't ready to confront her, so he dashed back outside to where he was staking the ground for the shed. Mark was confused! His head was spinning! His voyeurism led him to something he wasn't sure he liked. The orgasmic high was deteriorating, and reality was setting in. His wife was cheating on him; yet he got off watching it! Mark's bewildered mind continued swimming, until he heard muffled noises coming from the neighbor's house.

"Damn, they're going at it again;" Mark mumbled to himself. He wondered if he should spy on them again, or just go away and try not to think about it.

Curiosity got the better of him as he looked around, climbed the fence, and headed for Monica's house. He neared the patio doors, which were slightly ajar, listening to the moans coming from within the house. From the open glass door, Mark could see the three lovers. Sally and Monica were engaged in a torrid sixty-nine session on the dining room table, while their friend was sticking his rod deep into Sally's pussy.

In between gasps for air, Sally would drive her tongue into Monica, matching the tempo of the pistoning pole in her pussy. Occasionally, Sally feasted on Monica's engorged clit, causing her to squirm uncontrollably beneath Sally's weight. Sally would also grind her pelvis down onto Monica's face as the black cock fucked away mercilessly. Mark could see a fire in Sally's eyes, when she raised her head to cry out in ecstasy. She was possessed! She was truly gorgeous! And Mark was truly hooked!

His cock was again filling with desire as he watched his wife get pummeled from the black cock. Watching the threesome engaged in a sexual romp was fueling his voyeuristic habit. Despite everything that had already happened, Mark's cock was once again, begging for release.

Monica alternated between sucking on Sally's distended clit, and licking at the juncture of Sally's pussy and the ramming rod. Every so often, the guy withdrew his long saber from Sally's sheath and fed it to Monica. Monica devoured the soaked sausage, cleaning it completely before he reinserted it into Sally's snatch.

Mark watched the young, virile dude as he continued humping into his wife. Sally kept begging for more, encouraging him to not stop. His big, strong hands were gripping her hips as he continually slammed into her; her ass cheeks jiggled every time his chiseled stomach slapped against her ass. On multiple occasions, he slapped her ass, sending jolts of electricity coursing through her body, as orgasm after orgasm came crashing down upon her.

Monica was unrelenting, working Sally's clit like a miniature cock, making her orgasms longer and more powerful. Once again, Monica found her mouth filled with the juicy cock, and swallowed all that she could. She let herself get face-fucked for several minutes, while Sally lay panting atop of her. When Sally recovered, she returned the favor, suckling on Monica's clit till she hummed her orgasm around the cock stuffed in her mouth.

The two girls rolled over on the sturdy table, so that Monica now straddled Sally's face, pushing her gushing hole onto Sally's rigid tongue. Monica reached between Sally's legs, pulling them up so that Sally's knees were pinned behind her armpits. Once again, Monica's tongue laved over the sloppy folds of Sally's wet pussy. The huge cock reappeared and went back to work, assaulting Sally's hole. Sally's cries were muffled by Monica's muff, as the long lance resumed the task at hand.

Mark realized that since the young buck had already cum once earlier, that he could probably go for a while before succumbing to the pleasures of the two women beneath him. Every time Sally would scream out an orgasm, he would pull out and feed his cock to Monica. He let Monica suck him clean until Sally recovered, and then returned his dick into her volcanic depths. This went on for nearly thirty minutes, while Mark watched, his fist wrapped around his reddened rod.

Mark watched intently as the muscular stud, slowly inserted his cock between Sally's legs. Mark could hear Sally growling, but once again Monica's bucking hips covered her mouth. Monica released her lock of Sally's legs. Sally's ankles were now resting on the buck's shoulders. Mark watched his cock disappear. It wasn't until he heard Sally cry out, "Oh my GOD... MY ASSSSSS..... FUCK ME," did he realize that Sally was getting reamed anally. Mark's body spasmed, and he felt his cock twitch and pulse within his fist. He quickly looked down and realized that he was truly spent! Only a small bubble of cum dripped from his stick as he returned his gaze inside the house.

Monica scooted forward, finally giving Sally the chance to breathe between gasps and screams. Monica ground her dripping snatch on Sally's hardened nipples, and fucked each one individually, while helping their friend invade Sally's clutching anal ring. Monica's fingers dipped into Sally's honey pot pulling strands of sticky liquid from the opening, and spread it copiously around the puckered ring that was stretched pencil-thin. She also coated the thick black cock with the fluid, making it's penetration into Sally's dark depths easier.

Sally's cries were turning to pleas of encouragement, begging the stud to fuck her ass! It didn't take long before the stud was fucking her ass full-****. Sally's mouth gaped open during long cries of, "oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh!" The guy's face began twitching as his release slowly came to a boil. Mark knew by the look, that he wouldn't be able to hold out much longer. Sally cried out for him, "Fill my ass!" Monica began finger fucking Sally's hole, stroking the cock on the other side of the thin membrane. Sally convulsed into yet another gut-wrenching orgasm, clamping down onto the fingers in her pussy and the cock buried in her ass. Monica's fingers, Sally's vocal encouragement, and the clenching ass cheeks, drove the young stallion over the top as he screamed out. He pushed all the way in with a mighty thrust, pushing Sally back along the table. He held still as his pole erupted deep within Sally's bowels. Sally's eyes rolled back in their sockets as the hot liquid filled her intestines.

The three, hot, sweaty bodies remained frozen in position as their combined orgasms circulated amongst themselves. The young buck pulled his deflated balloon from Sally, despite her objections. Monica quickly engulfed the shaft and cleaned it of the unique mixture of love juices accumulated there. Sally lay like a limp rag. She looked like a racehorse... ridden hard and put away wet!

Is everyone done for the night, or is there more to come?

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