Randy Mumfer is a spoiled brat. Used to nothing but the best, she can't understand her husband's approach to life.
By virtue of her rich father, they could have anything they pleased. But he refuses the offer determined to make it on his own.
But Randy can't wait for some vague future. She must live her life to the fullest this very moment. There is no need to wait.
Not when a rich life awaits them but is denied her because of her husband's insistence that they make it on their own.
She takes matters into her own hands. If he won't give her what she wants, what she feels she deserves, she'll get it her own way.
She arranges for a love-making session when he decides to go away on what she considers a needless business trip.
When he is gone, she is introduced to the former football star, Johnny Longo, who himself has come upon hard times.
But Johnny, regardless of his fallen stature, is all man. Randy becomes infatuated with him instantly. Her desires get the better of her.
And John is more than willing to please. As the weekend goes on, it turns into a full-fledged orgy including Randy's best friend.
There is a trio of professional lovers. There is Johnny and the vivacious vamp who calls herself Vanessa.
The third member is an incredibly hung black dude that sends Randy's friend Beth into a lustful state of passion.
They indulge in every conceivable sexual exercise. Randy becomes saturated with lust and the party makes her the supreme attraction.
CHAPTER ONE
Randy Mumfer was pissed off. She had it with that fucking husband of hers. What a pair of balls on him, the prick.
"You can't go' away this weekend. I've got it all planned already."
"Don't be a cunt. It's business and I have to go."
"But you promised, dammit."
"I'm sorry. I don't want to hear anymore about it."
"But.. "
"I said end it. It's settled. I'm going and that's final."
Randy picked herself up from the kitchen table and huffed out to the living room. That dirty bastard, going away again.
This was the fourth time this year he had popped news on her about going away on business without so much as a warning.
She heard him enter the room behind her.
"Look. I'm sorry. I should have told you earlier."
"Bullshit. You always do the same thing."
She started him going again.
"Well, godammit, I don't tell you because this is exactly how you act when I do."
"So big shit. You're only a coward. Excuse me.
"Randy, don't start with me. I'll let you have it."
"Oh, there he goes, the big man. Going to beat his wife."
"Shut up. I've had enough."
"Well, fuck you."
She turned on her heels and began climbing the stairs. Ralph watched her nice plump ass as it bobbed up the stairs in her designer jeans.
That fucken cunt. Always giving me a hard time. She doesn't want me to go but when I'm home all she does is nag.
"Go ahead, you spoiled brat. Be a fuck, see if I care."
He could hear her high heels clunking on the finely polished floors of the rooms upstairs as she thumped herself into a tizzy.
That's what he gets for marrying a rich broad. Her old man spoiled her rotten and left her with her fucking stuck-up attitude.
He decided to make one last play at making her understand. He mounted the stairs and prepared for her snarling remarks.
"Please, honey. Don't do this to me before I have to leave."
"What am I supposed to do while you're gone. Be a good little girl."
She had her blouse off. Ralph got a good gander at her luscious tits as she undressed to put a skirt on.
"Where are you going?"
"What do you care. You're going to Chicago, aren't you?"
"I asked you a question. You're still my wife."
She mumbled something under her breath. Her brazen attitude was working him up. He almost felt like strangling her.
"I'm going out."
"Where?"
"Nowhere. I'm just going out."
"With who?"
"None of your damn business."
The snotty remark set him off. He grabbed her by the arm and hurt her. She tugged furiously to get away and he let her go.
"Randy, be reasonable. It's important for my career that I make this trip."
"Oh, fuck you."
Her pants were off now. She was nude and her long, silky blonde hair caressed the top of her sensuous shoulders.
"Randy, I'm asking you for the last time."
She ignored him and kept rummaging in the closet for the dress she was looking for. She found her best green gown and flung it on the bed.
Ralph knew what that meant. She was going out on the town without him. What an unfeeling spoiled bitch. His head filled with steam.
"Get your paws off me."
If she wanted to play the part of the hot cunt Ralph was going to let her have it. He turned her around and looked into her blue eyes.
"I said let go. Don't touch me."
"You want to fuck. I'll fuck you, right now."
"Let me go."
He hauled off and for the first time in the two years they were married he belted her a wicked crack on her beautiful face.
"You dirty bastard, I'll kill you."
She went for a pair of scissors on the dressing table. Ralph caught her arm and they fell the the floor and he kicked it under the bed.
"There, you bitch, now what are you going to do."
He still had her arm. He looked square into her blue eyes that were twinkling in rage. Thank God he read her thought.
Because just as she was about to raise her knee and cop him one in the groin he let her arm go and backed off.
"Son of a bitch, you'll pay for that."
He slammed her down on the bed and unbuckled his belt. She immediately started to get up and he slammed her down again.
When the belt was off he dropped his pants and shorts and fell on top of her with a heavy thud. Her tiny fists beat into his chest.
"You're so worried about getting fucked. Well, I'll fuck you right now. How's that!"
He rubbed his stiffening pecker against her milky white thighs until it was hard enough to pump up her gash. He rammed it in.
He fucked her wildly and in a second or two his cock was rock hard and reaming her cunt good and proper. She looked away.
There was a nasty snarl on her face. She was purposely acting bored. Big deal, he was fucking her. What did that mean?
He drew her legs up high and whammed into her with powerful strokes. Still, nothing he did took that bored expression off her face.
Sometimes when she acted real bitchy like this it really turned him on. But now she was determined not to give in one bit.
Mostly, when he ravished her like this, in a moment she was pining for it and bouncing her cunt off his rigid cock that rammed her.
But now she couldn't be bothered. She actually let him feel like he was raping her. She didn't show a flicker of interest.
He pulled out. Normally, that was enough to get her to beg for it. But not a word came from her pouting red lips.
He turned her over on her hands and knees
"Go ahead, you brute. Fuck me, see if I care."
He stood on his knees on the bed and teased her gaping cunt with the head of his hot cock. Nothing moved her, nothing at all.
He took his rod and held it at the base. Then he slammed his prick into her wet gash and buried it up her to his balls.
He grabbed her waist and plowed his cock home inside her cunt. He felt his hard cockhead bang inside while he fingered her clit.
This would always get her going. A cock deep in her vivacious cunt, beautifully rimmed in sweet, blonde hair, made her wild.
And if he fingered her clit while doing it she was practically at his mercy. Begging him to let her eat his come and all that.
But not once did she meet his powerful thrusts with a bucking movement of her own. She was determined to ruin it for him.
He grabbed the ends of her long silky hair and pulled her head back while he kept pumping into her doggie style. Her expression was blank.
He stuck his tongue in her ear and then nibbled on the lobe. A hand caressed her lovely tits while the other strummed her clit.
Nothing moved her. He could feel his sperm boiling and he was ready to blow. Not once had she answered the summons of his maddening rhythm.
He pulled out of her and dumped his steamy load all over her marvelous, chunky ass that he always commented was the best he had ever seen.
She was a startling beautiful woman but her tantrums were uncontrollable. She was spoiled rotten and her personality was beyond hope.
But she had a fantastic body and when she wanted to fuck she was better than the most expensive whore. Ralph should know, he tried them all.
He got off the bed and looked at her luscious ass that he had just painted with sperm. She hadn't budged an inch, the spiteful cunt.
He dressed and prepared for his trip and she was silent on the bed. In the fracas they had ruined her green gown. It was a wrinkled mess.
He could tell she was planning something. She was a breathtaking beautiful broad but when she was thinking you could see her ideas on her face.
What the fuck, she never had to take care of herself her whole life. Not only was she pretty but she was rich. Men had always fawned over her.
When Ralph turned down her father's offer of a job within his organization she was pissed off. What did daddy ever do to you, she wanted to know.
"Nothing. I just want to make it in this world by myself."
"That's stupid."
"I don't like to be committed. Especially to people like your father."
"My father's rich and famous. What are you?"
"Why did you marry me then."
"Because I didn't think you were so stupid."
The nerve of her calling him stupid. Her father was a racketeer, what the hell was so smart about that! Anyone could be a crook.
As he looked at the catty expression on her face he could see the sinister ideas that were running through her head. She was up to something.
Fuck her. With or without her consent he was making this trip. Let her make a fool out of herself and get picked up in some dive.
He finished packing his bags and straightened his tie. She was lying on her back on the bed glaring at him with angry blue eyes.
"Aren't you going to wish me a safe trip."
"I hope you drop dead."
A fine good bye. When he went to leave the room she suddenly became alive. She jumped off the bed still naked and ran after him.
"You sonuvabitch, I'll get you for this. I'll tell my father."
"Yeah, like all little girls do when they don't get what they want. Grow up."
"If it wasn't for him we wouldn't have this house."
How Ralph hated to have that thrown up to his face. She always did that when the chips were down. No blow was too dirty for this bitch.
"Randy, I'm getting out of her before I snap your neck with my bare hands."
"You what!"
"You heard me. Back off."
Her face was beet red. Her chest heaved and bobbed her heavy tits from the great gulps of air she was sucking to keep her dander going.
"I hate your fucking guts."
Ralph bolted out the front door before she got him so charged he really would strangle her and then that would be the end of everything.
The door slammed behind him. There was a momentary delay and then he heard a brittle fixture bang against it and break into a million pieces.
He turned toward the house to get in a last remark.
"Thanks for the love and understanding, you spoiled cunt."
Out of the corner of his eye he could see the old and skinny frame of the nosey Mrs. Cravitz. Things were still ricocheting off the door from inside the house.
"Taking notes, Mrs. Cravitz."
The old washer woman turned her back on the man and made like she was re-arranging her garbage which she kept in clean, absolutely sparkling cans.
That old goat probably has a dossier on everyone within a mile of her. I got to get out of here before they all drive me crazy.
Ralph Mumfer kept walking down the street where he parked his car. He opened the door to his beat-up Chevy and threw his briefcase in first.
Then he climbed in behind the wheel and pumped the gas pedal a few times to get the juices flowing. He turned the key and nothing happened.
Damn, please don't do this to me, he pleaded with the dumb machine, in his head. The car was the only thing he really had that was all his.
Daddy naturally bought his little doll a brand-new Jaguar which occupied the garage. He did it to get Ralph's goat.
Well, most of all, fuck him. Ralph would make it on his own. He didn't have to be a gangster lawyer to make a good living. And he didn't need her either.
He turned the key again and the car coughed and then in another instant gave him instant relief and turned over. He put it in gear and pulled out.
If only that bastard father of hers would give him a chance he knew he could straighten her out. But he kept undermining them.
like buying her that stupid car. He did it just to make Ralph feel like he wasn't taking proper care of his daughter. And the bitch bought it.
What a stupid ass. Beautiful but stupid. That's what he gets for marrying a piece of meat instead of a real woman. He blamed himself.
In the house Randy had finally calmed herself. The entrance leading from the door to the living room was covered in broken pieces of glass.
One of her missiles missed the desired target and had broken the mirror that hung near the door. Fuck everything, the maid would clean it.
And wait till daddy heard what that fucken husband of hers had just said to her. If he ever laid a hand on her daddy would kill him.
She went back upstairs. Her dress was a crumpled mess on the bed. Did he think one measly fuck was all he had to do to satisfy her.
She was used to the best. This worrying over money was ridiculous. Her father showered them with gifts which Ralph accepted with gritted teeth.
So what? What was the big deal. Daddy was just taking care of his daughter, that's all. Ralph was the one who insisted on working like a dog.
Well, she had enough of that shit. They were millions of men who would kiss her feet if she gave them the chance. Look how damn beautiful she was.
She went to the full length mirror and eyed her voluptuous figure. She could get herself hot just looking at herself. She loved her breasts.
Ralph, and other men, had always said that her ass was her best feature. Maybe it was, but from her vantage point her tits were magnificent.
She cupped the firm globes. On contact the large silver-dollar shaped nipples rose up. She loved how big her tits were.
She tweaked the hard nubs between two red-painted fingernails of both hands and let out a heated hush. She gazed in the mirror at her blonde cunt.
The hair stopped just below the sensuous curve of her belly. It was pretty hair that was soft and curly, not kinky like most.
Was a business trip worth giving up all this? He always called her the dumb one but how smart could anyone be who left her alone for a weekend.
She was young and beautiful. She deserved the best. Men went crazy over her. That was the way it should be. She was special.
Fuck Ralph if he didn't appreciate what he had. He didn't have to work like a nigger. No, that was his idea, no one else's.
So why should she have to pay for it. Without thinking she dialed the phone. It was an automatic action because there was only one person she ever called to confide in. "Beth, this is Randy."
"Hi, how's tricks?"
"Not so good. Ralph went away for the weekend."
"What for?"
"I don't know. Some kind of business or something."
"That's the fourth time this year, isn't it."
"I'm not staying alone this time, Beth. I'm going out. Fuck him."
"Great. Great idea."
Beth was always after her ass to fuck around. She was the horniest nymph Randy had ever seen. Her wedding night was legend.
She married this giant of a man. He had blonde hair and blue eyes and a body that sent women drooling. Beth went crazy over him.
She always bragged that she had nailed him because she fucked him night and day. He fell in love with her, she said, because of her blowjobs.
They went to the mountains on their honeymoon and after he passed out and went to sleep because she exhausted him, Beth went back downstairs to the bar.
There two dudes picked her up and took her to their room and fucked the shit out of her until morning when she finally sneaked back to her husband's bed.
Everyone found out because Beth couldn't help bragging about it. She said that her husband never found out and she had gotten away with it scot free.
But a few months later he divorced her, for whatever reason. The rumor was that she got caught fucking her sister's husband.
They lived together in a split level house. Her sister's husband would sneak home in the day and fuck Beth while the sister watched soap operas downstairs.
"Well, the reason I called was to see if you were busy tonight. We could go out together,"
"Sorry, honey. I'm booked. He's rich. Wouldn't miss him for the world."
"Damn."
"Cheer up."
"I can't go out by myself."
"Exactly what did you have in mind?"
"I'm tired of Ralph. I'm going to look for somebody else."
"Do you just want to fuck or are you serious."
"I'm not sure."
"Well, if you're not sure, then just fuck first."
"But I'm not going out alone."
"Okay, listen. Call up an escort service to arrange a date."
"A what?"
"An escort service. If you like the guy you can get down with him."
"What if I don't like him."
"Well, he can at least take you out and you'll be with someone while you check out the available meat."
"Maybe that's not a bad idea."
"Look in the 'Village Chronicle'. They have all the listings."
"Okay. I will."
"And get back to me and let me know how it turns out."
"You bet. Bye."
"Bye."
When it came to men Beth was always chock full of ideas. Randy would have never thought of the idea herself. It was perfect, ducky.
She called the grocery store and ordered a few items she didn't need and told them to have the delivery boy pick up that paper and bring it with her order.
When he came she charged it to the bill that daddy would take care of and added a two dollar tip to the tab. She jiggled her tits though her clinging blouse to give the boy a thrill and just to keep her seductive hand in shape.
She rummaged though the paper until she found the listings she was looking for. In that section was a full-page spread advertising a new escort service.
The ad had a picture of a man and a woman dressed in formal attire and getting out of a chauffeured limousine. There was a caption underneath:
"For people who want to be discreet about affairs."
It sounded attractive enough. She grabbed the phone and put it on her lap. She was just about to dial when all of a sudden she started shaking.
This would be the end of her and Ralph. He had changed so much since she first met him. He wasn't the same man she fell in love with.
Hadn't she tried to work things out? It was those damn business trips that got her all worked up. He had slighted her father and that's what bothered her the most.
The words rang in her ears, those ones when he told her he would snap her neck. And the way he fucked her just before when she was so mad.
He didn't even care that she was pissed off and wouldn't get into it. He was a good lover, that was the main reason she had married him.
He always got her to come, no matter what. He was the only man that had ever done that for her. Her was domineering but gentle at the same time.
She gathered her reserves and pressed her trembling finger on the buttons and dialed the number advertised in the spread. It rang once, twice.
"Hello."
"Yes, eh, I'd like to arrange a date for this evening."
"Could you give me a description of yourself?"
Randy gave as accurate account of her body as her vocabulary would allow. The man had trouble believing her and assumed she was exaggerating.
"Okay. And what type of man are you looking for."
Ralph was on the dark side. Perhaps she would have better luck with a stud who was more in the line of Beth's ex-husband.
"I would like someone who's well built and on the fair-haired side, you know."
"Yes, I know, the Aryan type."
"Who?"
"Don't worry, I know just what you want. What time should he be there."
"Oh, I guess around eight o'clock or so."
"You guess? Don't you know where you're going."
Randy blushed and gripped the phone in her sweaty hand.
"Oh, yes, of course. I was just thinking.
That's all."
"Okay. Would you like a limo too."
"No. That won't be necessary. We'll use mine."
"And what kind of a car is that?"
She told him. He whistled.
"Okay. Everything sounds fine. May I have your name?"
She better not give her real name.
"Eh, Randy Mumf ... I mean Mucker. Randy Mucker, that's it."
"All right, Randy. Is that your maiden name by the way?"
It sounded like a strange question. She answered before thinking. "Of course not. Oh, wait a minute, I mean ... of course it's my maiden name."
"Okay Miss Mucker. I think I have everything. See you at eight."
"Yes, that's fine, eight is fine."
"Right. Your escort's name is John, got it?"
"Yes, I've got it. John at eight. Thank you very much."
"Thank you Miss Mucker. Of course, tipping is allowed over and above the normal price of fifty dollars."
"I understand. I have to go now."
The phone was practically slipping out of her hand from the sweat.
"Goodbye. Have a nice time now."
"Thank you, I will. Goodbye."
The receiver fell out of her hand before she had time to put it back in place. She couldn't believe how nervous she was. Some of those things he asked her!
What did he care if she was married or not. And then she went and blew the answer. Oh, fuck it. She wasn't going to worry.
Gee, I hope he's tall. I wonder if he's an expert lover. She had to play it cool with him though. Let him make the first move. Maybe he's got a nice cock too. Let's not worry about that now. There's only two hours to get ready. What am I going to wear?
Deep down, the guilt she was suppressing for doing her husband dirty squelched itself when she picked up her best dress that was crumpled beyond hope.
This'll fix his ass good and proper. This'll show him what I can do if he wants to be like that. This'll fix his wagon good.
She dashed to the bathroom and prepared a nice bath filled with bubbles. She kept adding soap until the tub overflowed with bubbles and drenched the bathroom floor.
She soaked her body to relieve the last vestiges of guilt.
CHAPTER TWO
"Harry, quit moving, will ya."
He was moving so much Venessa was having a hard time getting a good hold on his stiff prick with her lapping mouth. Plus the fact she was stuffed under his desk.
"One second, baby,"
He felt her succulent mouth gobble his stiff cock to the balls while he reached over to flick on the intercom switch.
"Johnny, you busy."
"No, boss."
"Come in here, please."
He settled back on the leather chair and let the lovely dark-haired beauty work her lascivious tongue all over his rock-hard cock.
This kid could suck a dick. The men who called for her always came back for a second throw. She alone had made him a small fortune.
Now with his newest stud Johnny in the ranks, things would be swinging for sure. The door opened and in stepped the former football player.
"I've got your first job."
"Great boss."
Johnny couldn't help but watch the darling Venessa work her mouth so professionally on his boss', gnarled dick. It was the ugliest one he ever saw.
In the locker room back in his playing days he had seen plenty of stud's cocks but never one as ugly as this guy's. This one took the cake.
And she was loving it like it was made of gold. Her tongue strained all the way out and ran from tip to stem and then gobbled it up whole.
She snapped on it and swallowed it down like a piece of sausage and her hands fondled his sac of balls and cupped them and gently squeezed.
It brought him back to the times women were fawning over his big dick. It was legend around the league, the size of Johnny's dick, that is.
He had been on top of the world up until last year. Women couldn't get enough of his cock and he let them take as much as they pleased.
But everything changed after the bust. The commissioner had thrown him out of the league for carrying cocaine across state lines.
His name was splattered all over the papers. "Johnny Longo Busted For Coke." One sportswriter who had it in for him had a field day.
That was because once before he had clocked out the little twerp because he had written that if Johnny Longo spent more of his time on the practice field instead of the bedroom the Titans would be a better team.
"She just called. She sounds like a real lark."
Harry Lance was speaking but Johnny's eyes were glued on Venessa's bobbing head as she swallowed the mangy dick down her sweet throat.
"Johnny, are you listening to me."
"Oh yeah, boss, go ahead."
It really irked him that he had to take orders from the little twerp. Why, Johnny could crush him with one hand if he had the notion.
"She's obviously a married dame out for a wild fling. Think you can handle it?"
Johnny was licking his lips in tune to Vanessa's incredible snapping mouth. She swallowed the cock, drew it out, and then snapped her big mouth right back on it.
"Johnny!"
"Yeah boss, obviously married. Gotcha."
"You' pick her up at eight. Here's the address."
He flung a piece of paper in his direction which Johnny snapped up without looking. Vanessa had the cock embedded down her throat and was sucking like a milk pump.
"Her name is Randy. Forget the last name, it's a phony."
"Randy, yeah. Got it boss."
"She has her own car so you'll have to get there by yourself."
By myself, yeah."
He couldn't concentrate because of the sucking vamp. How the hell did the old goat keep his cool? She was jerking him off with her mouth on the tip ready to eat his load.
Johnny turned to go. He couldn't take any more.
"And remember. Let her make the first move. We don't need any lawsuits."
"Anything you say, Harry."
Harry Lance watched his prize stud leave the room. Geez, I hope the numbskull doesn't blow it and attack her. He concentrated on the bitch.
Whew, what a cocksucker! Look at her love that thing. It took Harry a full moment to realize that the gnarled monster belonged to him.
Life hadn't always been so good to Harry. No one had ever been wild about Harry. Always pushing him aside, treating him like dirt.
If his friends could only see him now, with a young, well-stacked tart biting on his hard cock, and begging him to stay still so she could suck it better.
What a mouth. It was the biggest mouth he ever saw. Perfect for what she did best. When she swallowed him whole there was still room inside there.
She sucked that cock like a popsicle. He could see and feel it poke out her dark cheeks that were heavily painted a fiery red blush of rouge.
The kid was good for about four or five bills a day. The phone never stopped ringing for her. He had trouble getting the other girls work.
He watched her snap her mouth on his dirty cock like it was a delectable dish. She treated it like it was a live thing, purring at it and lightly brushing it with her hand.
Then she snapped on it burying it in her cavernous mouth to the balls, letting go of it real fast and making it bob, then snapping back on and repeating the maddening rhythm.
"Vanessa, spread your legs on the desk."
Instantly she popped up and her tits sprung up. They were fabulous fleshy specimens. His cock hurt because it was so bloated.
She lay her meaty flanks on the desk. She was dressed in garters and high-heeled red shoes. The desk was the perfect height for him to wail into her gash.
He held her legs spread apart by the lovely shoes and rammed his pecker home. She squealed in delight and grabbed his waist with her claw-like, red-tipped fingers and pushed him into her and he almost tripped over his pants that were around his ankles.
She sucked his cock up her with her unbelievable cunt that always begged for action. She was a red-hot panter whose big black eyes seemed to be swimming in sperm.
When the head of his bloated cock banged into her womb she gushed in pleasure and began a fearful pumping motion that almost knocked Harry Lance clear off his little feet.
Harry was thinking back to the days when he wasn't a pimp, but a race track tout that had to scrounge around for meal money by the name of Harry the Hat.
They called him Harry the Hat because he was always begging for money about a sure thing that couldn't miss. Some of his horses are still looking for the finish line.
But he had always been horny. But he was so ugly and puny that he had to marry a woman that people joked had come in third at Santa Anita.
In a fit of desperation he had walked into an unemployment office and applied for a job. It was there that the person attending him gave him the idea.
"You look like just the sort of man I'm looking for."
"Really?"
That was the first time anyone had ever said that to him.
"Yes, I have this idea for an escort service."
"You want me to be an escort?"
"No, but how would you feel about running it?"
"Why don't you run it."
"I haven't got the time. Besides, my wife's a shrew and she bag me quick as a cat."
"But what do I know about escorts."
"Well, they wouldn't really be escorts."
It was then Harry started to catch on. He smelled the man's drift. He accepted the job and in a few months had managed to weasel the man out of the business.
A-few anonymous phone calls to the shrew of a wife had done the trick. Now Harry the Hat was Harry Lance and had bought the whole business for a measly 500 bucks.
Vanessa was drawing his cock up her twat like she wanted to suck in his entire little body. As it was, she was almost twice as big as him and half his age.
Of course, Harry's mind was exaggerating a bit. But looking at her awesome figure writhing on his desk and riding his mangy cock nearly made him pop a vein.
"Oooooo, Harry, give me all of that thing."
He gave her everything he had but the vixen could have taken two more cocks on very easily. He rammed her with his whole 130 pounds of old flesh and bones.
How old was she? Eighteen, nineteen, twenty tops. The kid was a born slut who was in love with the idea of being a whore. Harry couldn't tell but her dark skin suggested that she was perhaps Spanish.
He found her in a bar on Nassau St. She was a topless maid and her big tits had the men drooling and paying seven-fifty a drink. He asked her how much she made.
"Five hundred a week with tips. Plus all the cock I want."
He knew she was full of shit about making that much.
"I tell you what. I'll give you three bills working for me with a bonus at the end of the year."
"No thanks, kimosabbee."
"And all the clothes you want plus a chauffeured limo."
"Now your talkin' Daddy."
"Call me Harry."
That was about a month ago and he couldn't remember her being dressed in anything but her garter and heels the whole time. She was in the limo maybe fifteen minutes a week when you counted it all up.
But the atmosphere was much better than at the bar. It was better than fucking dudes on the dirty floor in the back room. This way she was in plush apartments and houses and met a better clientele.
She was sweaty and writhed her slippery body on the gleaming table top and directly into Harry's cock which her cunt snapped on with the ferociousness that her mouth was capable of in similar circumstances.
Harry began to think about the time she took on three dudes at the same time right in front of him. She fucked and sucked like a wild demon.
Three businessmen called and said they were on a trip. Could they order a girl? Also, they needed a place, the hotel room wasn't too cool. The boss was with them.
Harry, of course, had a back room especially for such an occasion. He told his girls to dress so they could make their pick. When they saw Vanessa the jig was up.
They only wanted her. The whore was so proud of herself she smiled and strutted her stuff into the back room. Luckily, Harry had taken the precaution of installing a two way mirror and watched the show with bulging eyes.
He thought she would insist on taking them on one at a time. So did the clients. But she unbuckled all their belts and then took off their pants.
They stood above her while she was on her knees and the cocks encircled her head . She grabbed the two at each end then buried the one in the middle down her luscious throat.
She strummed, sucked, jerked and pulled and traded off the cocks from hand to mouth until all three were bone-hard and the men were ready to attack her.
She rubbed the hard cocks on her pretty face while one bloated member slid in and out of her big mouth and she snapped it up to his balls.
She took a second cock and mashed that into her trap too, and sucked the dudes together. Harry remembered looking at himself in the mirror at that point and his bald head was glowing red.
She was mad for cock and tried like hell to stuff that third on in but there was just no room. Incensed with herself she stretched on the floor like a dog.
She bent on her hands and knees and arched her back so that her bulbous ass was raised to the wind. She took her red-tipped hands and stretched her ass cheeks to the max.
She palpitated her ass-hole in their direction which made their bloated cocks twitch and rise to an unheard of zenith. Her fingers feverishly strummed her swollen clit.
One of the men slipped underneath her and she slammed down on his cock and mashed her cunt on it and swayed on top of his balls and screeched like a mad woman.
Another went to her face and she sucked his huge pole up to the balls and practically swallowed it down her throat.
The next man raised her ass a little and brought his swollen cock to bear on the rim of her budding ass-hole. A few good pokes and the tip was in.
Her grabbed her fabulous ass cheeks and proceeded to stab her guts by driving his hard rod up her chute until his balls touched the man underneath.
While Harry was watching he had to remove his hard pecker because it was becoming numb from being stuck in his pants in that condition.
All that could be seen was the sweet, dark, writhing body of the nymph Vanessa and three pairs of balls dangling from her tan frame.
The three cocks impaled her to the max and she gobbled them in her holes until she was satisfied that her body couldn't take another inch.
And the men were wild with passion because she started a flame within them from her wanton submissiveness to their deepest desires.
The men were beside themselves with passion and ripped into her lascivious body which only had the effect of stirring her to the brink of passion.
Her lustful shrieks were muffled by the cock rammed all the way down her throat and Harry could see her snapping snatch clutch the cock up her cunt.
And her fine ass was raised to the wind to allow the man up her ass-hole to have free play and dive his red-hot pecker into her accepting poop chute.
Harry was beside himself. Not only during the lurid event but anytime it happened to come to mind, which was always because the bobbing Vanessa was always around as an eyeful reminder of the event.
As his dick kept getting swallowed up her magnificent snatch the thought of the three men reaming her shot in and out of Ms fevered brain.
He could never get enough of the bitch and besides that he loved to watch her fuck because she so obviously enjoyed it and she lived for love.
"Ooooo, Harry, I love that dick of yours."
If only he could answer. He'd tell her that if he had met her twenty years ago he would be a dried-up prune of a man by now from her furious love-making.
But as he pumped her, or rather she engulfed him, the memory of those three dudes on top of her burned in his brain.
How that guy up her ass pumped the shit out of her! It was a sight that would've set Caligula on fire from the mere sight of the submissive wanton whore.
She wriggled her ass up to the man even though she was pinioned by two other cocks in her teeming holes and loved that cock in her guts.
And the man was so passionate that he reamed her with everything he had and she took every thunderous blow like it was manna from heaven.
Of course, the dude in her ass was the first to blow from the tightness of the fit that gripped his cock and made a perfect form for his plunging dick. She murmured in heat from the feel of his scum inside her hot body.
In another second the dude in her cunt let loose with a bevy of sperm and she was drenched in baby batter and worked on the cock in her mouth with fabulous fury.
She gobbled his staunch tool completely down her ample throat and sucked like a demon to get at that come she wanted to taste so bad.
And when he pumped his sperm into her mouth she opened wide so he could see his charge landing on her tongue and her swallowing down every drop.
The thought of the lovely whore covered with sperm was bringing the veins out on Harry's temple and he was getting ready to paint her with another load of sperm that would rival that of the three dudes.
But he was determined to keep his cock buried up her pole hard until the very last and controlled his fabulous passion that Vanessa was bringing to a boil.
So he thought of other things that would help him keep his load so he could more enjoy the fuck that he was leveling into the horny bitch.
She lived for cock. A born whore. And that was just ducky to Harry because he had never had anything so beautiful in his entire life.
It had taken him almost fifty years to get a piece of tail like this on the end of his dick and he made every orgasm a momentous event.
He took his time and let his turgid cock nestle inside her vacuumous cunt but it was no go. She had a cunt that literally swallowed your prick.
He thought of that pea-brain Johnny Longo and hoped that he didn't botch his first assignment. God, he was the dumbest thing Harry had ever seen.
Of course, the women were wild about those types. They loved charges that seemed to be so dumb. It meant that their cocks were that much more powerful.
Randy Mucker, indeed. Where the hell did she dream up a name like that. And to think she fell for the line about it being her maiden name.
Oh well, there was some sucker of a husband walking the street while his wife was going to get dorked good and proper by the well hung ex-football star who had thrown away a marvelous career because of tarts and drugs. Difficult for Harry Lance to keep his pecker quiet.
Finally he had to draw it out for a while, which was no easy effort for the damned tart fought like a clam to keep it buried inside her hot snatch.
But he managed to pull his rod to safety and entertain himself by running his hot shaft on her luscious cunt lips and watch them spasm in delight.
She was moaning and gyrating like a fired-up whore and her pleas to be fucked were enough to make Harry blow a copious load right then and there.
With a tremendous effort of will he sustained his charge and then raised her legs as high as her heavy frame would let him and made his way to her pert, brown hole.
When he darted the cockhead in that beautiful hole the whore gasped in untold pleasure and his balls boiled to let loose his steamy load. '
He tried thinking of baseball and football and horses and his ugly wife that he ran out on so that he wouldn't come so soon.
But Vanessa's beautiful ass-hole drove him wild. And she was holding tight and sucking his hot, hard cock up into her fiery loins and pumping.
His heart was beating like a time bomb and he felt that if he held his load any longer he would surely have a heart attack and that would be a helluva way to go.
Once again his thoughts flashed back to the three dudes that worked her over and how she seemed to be swimming in sperm when they blasted her with their hot batter.
What a friggen tramp! She writhed in heavenly pleasure when she had drawn out every inch of their big loads and they had drenched her in their warm goo.
Harry took a deep breath and tried to hold his powerful blow for one last moment to enjoy the full flavor of the fabulous tramp writhing underneath him.
My God, she must have been fucked dozen of times already today and she was still pining like the devil for his ugly cock and begging him for her to have it.
He didn't even have to move his rigid pecker inside her. Her mammoth convulsions from her spasming insides was enough of a rhythm to keep him on the verge.
She spread her legs like a horny bitch in heat. Her gaping cunt made a magnificent sight as his cock remained buried bone-deep up her vivacious, palpitating, sweet ass-hole on his rigid cock and get different kinds of views of her lovely red gash.
What a cunt! It begged for cock just from the mere sight of it. You could tell that it was one of those kind of snatches that was born to fuck constantly.
It was no use. He couldn't hold his blow a minute longer. So her bent on top of her plump, dark flesh and took a good hold on her tits.
Naturally, she only squealed in delight as he tore into her fleshy bulbs as if to rip them off and start a feverish rhythm with his dick in her ass.
Her eyes were rolling in her head like she had been in the army six months without getting fucked the whole time. If it had been fifteen minutes since her last charge that was all it could be.
She begged him like a hot tramp to pour his cock deep inside her.
"Harry, gimme it. Gimme more!"
He couldn't talk and concentrate on pulverizing her at the same time. The beads of sweat were running off his brow and his glasses were fogged.
What an unbelievable twat this one was. He didn't know whether to curse his luck or bless himself for finding such a wanton whore.
She would either kill him or make twice as old as his forty-nine years in a matter of months. She would never die, this one, she'd live forever.
Oh, her body would die, of course, but her spirit never. It would merely be passed on to another body and someone else would take up her cudgel.
She was right out of the Garden of Eden. If this was what Adam had to confront it was no wonder the race was doomed to a fiery holocaust.
He was plunging his dick way up her ass and then withdrawing it to the tip to give her a full feel of his ramming pecker that sought to split her in two.
But there was nothing that could split this bitch. Her body was clay-like and pliable and could probably entertain a horse cock without any trouble whatsoever.
So Harry held onto her tits for dear life with her ass raised to the sky and belted her bowels with every last inch of his ugly pecker.
And her ass-hole clutched it. He came oodles of sperm that was merely sucked up her writhing body like it was just a small drop. He had to rest to stop from having a seizure.
CHAPTER THREE
Randy was so frantic to answer the bell before that nosey Mrs. Cravitz could get a good look at her guest that she nearly tripped over her dress and fell down the stairs.
Damn, her heel was caught in the back of the dress and had nearly torn a nice gash in her sexy red outfit that made her hot just to look at herself.
One last look at herself in the upstairs mirror to check that she hadn't disheveled herself in the near tumble. Yes, what a sight.
Her red dress went perfect with her lovely complexion and hair. Her long, blonde locks rested on her shoulders right on top of the red straps.
It was a seductive outfit that had been suggested by the lusty Beth. When it came to enticing a man with clothes or foreplay she was an expert.
It was low-cut on a diagonal slant that gave way to a slit that went the entire length of the garment down to her silver high heels.
The slash was held in place by darling pieces of red cloth that opened up at the waist to bare both legs and barely drape one thigh.
Her big tits jutted out of the sheer garment and her pert nipples were clearly visible through the light fabric and showed off all her charms.
She had worn no bra, just a scanty pair of panties. Her red lipstick was full and glossy and her made-up face was slightly whorish.
Her contemporary styling of herself turned her on. The deep green eye shadow that framed her fantastic blue eyes complemented well with her flaming red rouge which she had amply applied to her cheeks.
And the finishing touch had been the shiny, slick nail polish she had liberally applied to her nail that made her look vivacious even to herself.
She straightened up and brushed a piece of lint off the fine, red garment and made her way slowly down the stairs to answer the door.
She hoped this suitor was as handsome as he was cracked up to be. Randy was used to nothing but the best and he better be up to snuff or there would be hell to pay. It might have been Robert Bedford at the door. She stood there with her jaw agape.
"Aren't you going to invite me in?"
Johnny Longo stood there with a huge grin on his handsome face and his hand brazenly on the point of his hip. He knew what that look meant.
"Why, of course, come right in."
She was hypnotized by his beauty already. This whore would be a lark, he thought. Her eyes were lost in that dreamy, come-on daze already.
"I'm Johnny Long. The agency sent me over. Am I too early?"
"Why no, you're right on time."
This hunk of flesh could never be too early. God, what a beast. He looks famous. I know I've seen that face before. Look at that bulge in his crotch!
"Excuse me, but haven't I seen you somewhere before."
"Eh, you might have. I used to play football."
"You don't mean to say you're Johnny Longo the football star."
"The one and only."
Holy shit-what luck. This'll fix Ralph's wagon for sure. Look at those muscles. And that wavy blonde hair and blue eyes. And that bulge in his crotch! Wow..
"Well, are you on vacation or something."
Randy never read the papers. She watched a lot of TV though. That's where she saw his face. Was the football season over? She didn't know.
John Longo took a chance she was a dumb slut.
"No. I'm retired now. It was in all the papers."
"Oh, I see. Well I'm ready. Are you?"
What a succulent dish, thought John. A lot like the cunt he was used to getting when the owners were begging for him to sign with them and ordered the best cunt for him to taste and then make up his mind who to sign with.
"Yes, I hope this tux is fine for the occasion."
Randy eyed his fabulous form that shone through the magnificent tuxedo that framed his fantastic body. This hunk was fine for any occasion.
"Yes, just perfect. Shall we go?" He picked up her mink stole and draped it over her creamy, white shoulders. He accidentally on purpose brushed his bulge on the hump of her ass.
"Yes, a Jaguar. It's in the garage."
"Shall we go."
"Yes, of course." As they walked out the door and over to the driveway. Randy could feel her blonde cunt start to get wet from the mere sight of the well-hung handsome dude.
What was it the agent had called him? An Aryan man? What the fuck was an Aryan man? Well whoever he was there should be more like him in the world.
Look at the size of his neck! And those muscles in his arms and thighs. My God, what a lovely fuck this guy must be. I can hardly wait.
Longo could tell this bitch was putty in his hands. Nice house, nice clothes. She was used to the best of everything. Pity the poor sucker of a husband who paid for it all.
Yep, the poor jerk. He paid through the nose while Johnny got his rocks off fucking the shit out of his wife. Harry had said to let her make the first move.
She pressed the button after turning the lock and the electric door to the garage lifted open to reveal a silver metallic Jaguar that glistened in the moonlight.
This bitch had her own car too. Another gift from the hubby that Johnny would be luxuriously taking advantage of this evening. Some men were born suckers.
He opened the door for her and she slunk in like a snaky vixen and purposely bared both of her tender legs and pantied crotch for him to get a perfect look at.
Mmmmm-mmm, what a dish. And that look in her eyes! A lustful twinkle if he ever saw one. He hopped in beside her and turned the key.
The engine softly purred into action and he put it in gear while smiling at her with his blazing white choppers that left no doubt as to how he felt about her.
Randy could feel her wet gash as she moved in her seat.
"So tell me, what made you retire so young."
And she ran a red-tipped hand through his soft, blonde locks that begged him to bare his soul and everything else he had to offer. She was willing.
"Oh, just that there are easier ways to make a living."
"But the money. You know, what about that?"
"I saved enough to keep me in the swing." She seemed to gobble up that answer without nary a doubt. Didn't this dumb bitch ever read a paper. Probably didn't care about anything but her clothes and possessions.
"By the way, where are we going?"
"Oh, to Carnegie Center, there's a jazz concert tonight."
While she answered him a lovely hand groped its way to his enormous crotch and gingerly scratched it with her long, red-glistening fingernails.
Well, there it is, the first move. It was all downhill from here. She was putty in his hands. Just the sight of him was enough to get her steam flowing.
"Do you mind terribly?"
"Why no. You paid for an escort and my wish is your command."
"May I take it out?"
"Don't let me stop you."
She couldn't take it any longer. Ralph's frantic fuck was still with her even though she didn't give him the satisfaction of blowing.
She had to have a look at that massive instrument that felt like a small mountain inside her clutching fingers and slightly pulsed. She unzipped the fly of his fine dress pants. She placed a hand inside and gasped when her mind sensed the enormous tool and encircled its thickness.
It was huge. Its width alone brought her pert nipples to a bloated max. She pulled it from the confines and the snake rose from the pit.
Her face was beet-red as she viewed the incredible size of the thick prick which one of her pretty, red-tipped hands could not grasp completely around.
Johnny kept his eyes on the road and relaxed behind the wheel. This was an exercise he was used. It was normal for him, one event in a long career.
Women were jerking and sucking him at the wildest times and places. They loved his dick because its massive size brought out the beast in them. They couldn't control the lusty appetite.
So he let them play whenever they got the urge. He was always ready. His cock was the biggest limb on his body and he let it do the thinking for him. Every time she assured herself that it indeed was her heart would beat wildly and her lust was beyond control.
As it stiffened in her clutches she jerked it as hard as she could and it barely moved the foreskin. She jerked it harder and brought another hand around.
Johnny was looking at the road. This had to be at least the hundredth time that a woman had given him head while he was driving.
He pushed the car faster. It was an exercise he enjoyed. As he sped faster the woman had to go even crazier on his cock. There was something natural about it.
Randy was mad over that cock. Two hands jerked it like a demon. He eyes were bulging out of her head and her cunt was soppy. What a man.
She had no idea a cock could be this huge. She was dying to see what it would look like when it was full erect. She pulled the tight foreskin.
Johhny eased his foot down on the accelerator and looked at her lusty eyes through the side mirror that were glued to his magnificent cock.
She rubbed the bulging cockhead on her fine, sheer red fabric careful to rub her hard nipples on the mushroom tip.
She had lost all sense of time and space. She had no idea where she was but could feel the speed she was hurtling at. The cock was growing and she gasped.
It was at least nine-and-a-half or ten inches already and had not stopped filling up with blood. She pulled on it to tear it off but the foreskin barely moved.
She jerked harder and nuzzled the enormous head between her bare tits which she removed from the dress with an easy cupping and brushing aside.
Johhny could barely feel her frenzied work. Often, two or three worked on his fabulous cock in tandem. This was a breeze. He sped faster.
Randy was determined to see the full size of his erection before stuffing it in her mouth. She had to see how big it would get.
Now that it was hard it was impossible to get one hand completely around it. She clasped it with two hands and gushed with excitement.
Johnny looked down to see how things were getting along. Her beautiful, red-glossy fingernails looked fine on his handsome, flesh-colored dick. Mmmmm!
She cupped those huge balls and marveled at the size of the sac. It was a fabulous prick. It was a pity all men weren't born with such stupendous talents such as Johnny.
It was the grand-daddy of all cocks. She had heard that some men were well-endowed. Particularly the blacks, she'd heard. But she'd never get down with a 'nigger' because if Daddy found out he'd cut her off.
It was in full flower and driving Randy crazy just at the mere sight of it. Her senses were gobbling it up and she didn't know whether to please her eyes or take that sweet snake in between her succulent, red-painted lips.
Suddenly, in a rush of passion, she could no longer resist the sweet taste of its meat and swirled her head in a seductive motion and grabbed his humungous balls.
Then her mouth snapped the enormous mushroom in between her soft lips and dragged the pecker into her mouth and lodged her tongue around the stately rim.
It felt like a live monster inside her warm mouth. She sucked on the head with a fervor that showed she adored the prick and jerked the hard staff meanly in her pretty hand.
Another hand groped at his huge balls and felt their tremendous size individually. She wanted to eat it alive, to devour it with her senses, to enjoy the delectable treat.
She was in love with the man. He could do anything he liked with her and she would gladly relent. She would kiss his ass and adore his cock forever.
She was crazy with lust and she knew it. She basked in the feeling of being fully alive for once in her life. It was a dream from which she never wanted to awake.
Johnny passed the accelerator past eighty and was easing the soft-purring car to a hundred which it could handle without jarring the car a millimeter.
Randy was a hungry wolf on his prick but still he could hardly feel her fondling. Some women could raise his cock to almost a foot long their actions were so feverish.
This bitch was having a go at it but she was no where near some of the fabulous cunts he was used to having strum the come out of his cock in incredible bouts of love-making.
Women bared their ass-holes to impress him to consider their charms before those of another. They worshipped his cock to gain his approval.
He would ignore their most brazen efforts. This would make them wilder to excite him but nothing they did would shake his stance one iota.
This was all a ploy, of course, to get them to impress him more with their lustfulness. He would fuck two and three bitches at a time.
It was, in a way, his blessing and his cross at the same time. Women were constantly begging him to perform and he had to adhere to their demands because his ego demanded it.
But they never complained. Often he was dry as a bone from hours of fucking on end and they could barely walk and still they would beg for more.
So he had to oblige. He fucked every one of their holes with his mammoth cock and they never complained for fear they would lose favor in his eyes.
As this beautiful cunt worked him over he hardly noticed her most loving and obscene gestures. She had taken off her scanty dress and was totally nude sitting next to him.
Her whole body was working his massive dick over. Her big tits were rubbing over the huge staff and her mouth wouldn't take itself off the head of his cock for a million bucks.
Johhny inched the accelerator down and was determined to hit a hundred-and-twenty in another few seconds. The purr of the two cats was getting his balls to ring.
Randy was mad for the cock. She stripped and threw her whole fantastic body on it and wrapped herself around it while twirling it in her hands and keeping the bulbous head in her mouth.
The stud seemed to be barely fazed by her frantic sucking. He had hardly batted an eye through the whole obscene affair. She worked harder to get his attention.
The Jaguar hit one-twenty when Johnny could feel the slut trying to mash his enormous cock down her puny throat. Her hands had never stopped jerking him and they wanted his come real bad.
She was making little cat-like squeaks. She was out of control and her whites only were visible underneath her green-shadowed lip
She was on her hands and knee' and her lovely cunt bared open and she could feel the lapping wind from the open window that rustled her long locks.
Johnny wanted one-hundred-and-fifty-per real bad. His foot pressed inexorably down on the pedal and Randy sucked his big tool like a mad woman.
He had to admit the chick was giving him a good suck. She seemed to sense how to turn on his marvelous engine. Her squeaking like a satisfied pig helped to bring him to a boil.
The car zoomed into the night as Randy fell on that snake for all she was worth. She had lost all notions of decency and sanity and was drooling over the beast.
Johnny didn't have to move his cock a blessed inch. The way the cunt was loving and mouthing it was enough rhythm to start the spasm rising in his balls.
She jerked the staunch pecker like she was milking a stubborn cow. She pulled on the staff with all her might, with two hands she pumped it.
She had to taste the sweet spray of his boiling lather down her throat. She didn't know if her tight cunt could hold the prodigious member. Anyway, she had to taste it.
Her mouth sucked on the bulbous tip to draw the come out of it. She jerked like a demon on the pole and made purring sounds from her wanton lust.
At one-fifty Johnny kept the magnificent vehicle perfectly still and gripping the road as his balls tightened and his shaft spasmed and he could feel his geyser letting go.
Randy felt the rod spasm and became crazy in her motions to draw that sperm into her mouth. Her lips rimmed the fabulous tip and she sucked on the shaft-hole.
The first bevy of spray painted the roof of her mouth and she moaned like a lusty whore when the sweet-bitter taste rolled around her tongue.
She kept a hand on the palpitating staff and clutched his balls with the other and squeezed hard to draw out all the come embedded there.
She sucked in between spurts to make sure she cleaned each load to the max and finally the scum leaked out of her lips and she lapped harder to swallow every last drop down her sweet throat.
Still she pulled on his rigid member to keep his orgasm on the rise so that she would pump clean his spasming balls and enjoy the full flavor of his load.
There was scum drooling out of her eager mouth and his shaft glistened in the moonlight from the bevy of scum he had unleashed at one-fifty per.
She let the huge snake out of her mouth when she was so full with sperm her stomach felt bloated and then the pecker spurted heavy shots on her whorish, made-up face.
Her face and mouth and his cock and balls were doused with gleaming scum and she lapped like a maniac to get all the goo into her mouth and down her throat.
Johnny was riding the wave of his great speed and felt the wind dry his dripping load almost as fast as her tongue worked to lick it all up before it was gone.
He held back his smile as he always did when a woman went crazy over his cock and made like nothing happened, or rather that it happened all the time.
No matter how women slaved over his prick, Johnny never let out the fact that he was enjoying himself. On the contrary, he always made it appear that he was bored stiff.
Actually, most of these women drove him out of his skull with their frantic fucking but he never let on. When they saw he was barely touched by their wildest efforts they did even crazier things.
Randy went to down on the stupendous staff that was barely starting to show signs of wear and begging to lose tautness. She sucked him clean as a whistle.
There was absolutely nothing to show that Johnny had unleashed a pail of come down her luscious throat. His cock was totally clean.
She was reveling her senses in his fine cock.
Even while beginning to grow limp it had an incredible appearance that drove her to the brink of passion.
She couldn't stop sucking it and nibbling around the fine foreskin that seemed as soft scales on his snake-like instrument that was driving her nuts.
His balls were a fabulous bag of clay-like globes that radiated a glowing warmth from the after-fire of his steamy load that she had gobbled up.
When the cock was limp enough for her to swallow deep down her throat she engulfed the huge pecker and made love to it with her succulent tongue.
It was a delectable piece of meat that she couldn't get enough of and she rested on his lap murmuring like a cat with his cock stuffed down her sweet throat.
What a man, what a cock ... she kept repeating to herself. Her mind was drugged with his scum that had made her wicked for another taste.
Johnny eased back down off the accelerator and concentrated on evening out his breaths and recovering his senses that the cunt's sucking had made him take leave of.
He slowed to one-twenty, then one-hundred, then still back to the legal limit. His cock was still engulfed by the sex-drugged woman and he let her play.
The cock had lost most of its luster and was receding from her sucking lips. Still, it filled her mouth to the brim and that fact alone kept her going.
She wanted to say something but changed her mind at the thought of letting go of the fabulous snake that she twirled in her mouth and dare not let go of.
She mumbled something that Johnny perceived but couldn't make out fully. The hum of her sweet voice felt good on his cock. She hummed a little more.
"Mmmmmmff, mmy plathmmmmm...."
"What."
She hummed another bar and her tongue vibrated on his prick.
"Oh, I get ya. Head back to your place. Sure, sure.. "
And he turned the well-greased machine about and began the short trek back home where she undoubtedly wanted to fuck the night away. Just look at that brazen slut go!
She was nude as the day she was born. Her fabulous tits were being mauled by one lovely, red-tipped hand that tweaked each nipples, while another cupped his massive balls and her mouth ate his cock alive.
She had a great body, there was no doubt about that. She was one of the most beautiful women he would ever fuck. Yet he was used to three of these kinds of beauties going wild on his cock.
Johnny's problems were most men's dreams. Perhaps, that had been his downfall. A man of unbelievable talents relegated to an 'escort agency'?
It didn't make sense to him or anybody else. Look at the way she was loving his dick, the little whore-the way all women loved his massive member!
And he had to take orders from a man like Harry Lance. Damn, the reporters always said his only problem was that he was dumb. Other than that, the man had all the talent in the world.
An Aryan man. The blonde-haired, blue-eyed beach ass was an Aryan man. That's what that damned reporter had wrote. Bah, the little twerp was probably jealous, that's all.
He settled into his seat and Randy's sluttish slurping sounds as she washed his dick down her throat filled the car as it jetted through the purple night.
CHAPTER FOUR
Johnny whipped the car into the garage barely in time for the door to open which he did by pressing a switch underneath the dash. Perfect timing.
He lifted the mouthing cunt off his stately prick and looked her dead in the eye.
"This'll cost another hundred bucks."
"I'll give five hundred if you'll stay the night."
The thought of having that cock work on her through the night made her livid with excitement. She had to have it, it was driving her wild.
She stepped out of the car totally naked except for her darling, silver heels that clinked on the stone-hard floor of the garage. Rather than dress, she made her way to the back door.
Johnny watched her voluptuous frame recede into the dark night. Her bouncing, beautiful tits led the way as she jiggled in her high heels.
He hadn't answered her question about staying the night. He would take the five bills, no mistake about that.
But she would have to prove to him that she was worth his company through the night. After all, Johnny had fucked countless woman, sometimes three at a time.
She would have to be very impressive to keep his interest up the entire night. Frankly, as lascivious as she was, he doubted that she was up to the task.
He would fuck her in every hole until she was unable to walk or think straight. He had balled many girls to distraction in his day and she looked like another mark.
That shameless bitch is walking through her backyard without any clothes on. She's trying to impress me, to show all her charms if I give her the chance.
He followed the shine of her gleaming body and went in the back door. She was waiting for him and lead him over to the kitchen table and flicked on the light.
She took his cock out and bent to shove it back in her mouth. Johnny knew the game well. He forced her mouth off it and gave her a hearty slap across her pretty face.
She gushed in pleasure at his massive domination of her. He could snap her neck between two fingers if he had the mind. And that cock of Jus could split her in two!
She looked around for something to appease him. He took off his pants and sat on the table dangling his trunk of meat. She couldn't take her eyes off it.
She went to the refrigerator and found the perfect item. A can of whip cream. She hurried back over to him bobbing her big tits whose nipples were bloated.
There was scum still caked to her painted face that the wind had dried before she could lap it off. She bent in front of the dangling meat and sniffed, kissed and loved its huge size.
She placed the nozzle of the plastic tip at the upper-base of his fine cock and ran a line of cream right to the mushroom tip.
She ran her tongue from top to bottom and filled her mouth with the sweet cream and looked at him with big flashy blue eyes and white flecks in the corners of her red-painted mouth.
Now she covered his balls in the creamy spray and eagerly lapped up every precious drop of the gooey lubricant and bagged both big balls in her cushiony mouth filled with cream.
Now she painted the entire snake in a bevy of cream and went wild lapping it off him. Her mouth was filled with cock and cream and she couldn't get enough of either.
When she licked off the last of the cream his cock was showing signs of springing to life and she gushed in pleasure at its magnificent length in front of her once again.
God, she was mad for this cock. Had she really pranced through her backyard totally naked to let him in the back door? She was beside herself and acting crazy.
On the table next to her hanging leg was a loaf of bread. She darted a claw up to it and removed two fresh pieces.
She molded the dough around his meaty member and made herself a Johnny Longo sandwich. It was incredible. It was awe-inspiring. She bit into it.
The soft dough mixed with the juices from her salivating mouth and she bit into the delicious meat sandwich that was Johnny's heavenly cock.
The bitch was certainly being original. Just look at her. She's eating me like a sandwich and chewing every morsel of my luscious dick that she's mad about.
Randy was squeaking like a contented cat at the pleasure of ravaging the massive hunk. It began to get definitely hard from her insane mouthing and biting.
It was raising itself again. How her cunt twitched when she saw it become alive like that. It was the dirtiest thrill imaginable to see it take root.
She was trying to swallow the huge rod that was still rising up and losing resiliency by the minute. It would be rock hard soon and she sucked hard and gasped.
She tired to leverage herself underneath him so she could slink her mouth up the long tool and possibly swallow the tip since it was still soft.
She choked but kept swallowing down. By concentrating hard she stopped her gagging and proceeded to gobble the snake down her throat.
There were pieces of bread hanging out of her lips as she took more and more of his flaccid but rising cock down her sweet throat that seemed to engulf it.
To Johnny it looked like her whole body was trying to engulf it through the avenue of her mouth. He doubted she could do it, but let her try.
Her eyes bulged, and then the pretty blue irises became lost up her head and only the while showed through under her green-shaded lids. She was trying her best.
She wanted to swallow it whole. It was a wild feeling of being lanced by a monster. Except she was forcing it down her throat herself, willingly.
She really wanted to see how much of it she could get down. Her insane actions were making it hard and in a moment she wouldn't be able to do it.
Because then the staff would swell up with blood and the entire member would impale her and spread her mouth in a wicked contortion.
At that point she wasn't sure she could remove it so she worked like hell to swallow it whole while she still had the chance. She rose her mouth into it.
There were barely a few inches to go. The vein at the base she teethed while she could feel the hot tip down her throat and the shaft stiffening between her teeth.
She grabbed his muscular legs and jammed herself upward and with a last straining snap of her luscious, red lips gulped the last of his rising tool into the sweet embrace of her mouth.
She stood there lost in a daze of lustful pleasure reveling in the feel of that long, fat snake swallowed whole down her throat and mouthing it.
Johnny was fairly impressed himself. He was getting a fairly big bone-on now, there was no doubt about that. Her warm tracts were making his cock hard.
It felt like she had swallowed a sword, except that this monster was a live thing. When she felt it twitch inside her throat she spasmed from its pulse.
It was gorging inside her and she cupped his balls to help the blood surge into the staff and burn the insides of her throat with its fiery fury.
It was rising every second and she writhed her body up and down on its hardness by way of her mouth and kept her hands clasped to his nuts.
Johnny grabbed two hanks of her pretty hair and pulled his bloated, mushroom cockhead from its prison in her throat and her head jolted off it.
He lay the tip of his massive prick inside of her worm mouth and her tongue worked on the head with a relentless fury that stiffened his staff to full attention.
He ran his cock in and out of her slippery mouth and she jerked his pecker as if to rip it off and once again it barely moved the tight foreskin.
It was almost bone hard to the max, but not quite. She blew him like a demon completely adoring his cock and dreaming of ideas to turn him on.
She stood up strumming his prick with a hand and with the other opening the refrigerator door. There was a jar of peanut butter and a knife on the table.
She opened the lid and finally took a hand off his cock to reach for the butter knife to smear the gooey appetizer over his tasty dick.
Johnny watched her apply the sticky spread with long, ample strokes of the knife loaded with it. She painted his cock until it was saturated with it.
The feel of the spread plus the sensuous way she applied it drew more blood into his pulsating cock and gave it another jolt. She began licking it off.
Her mouth bite into the side of his stupendous cock and snapped off the butter with gnarling snaps that made his cock jump and jerk.
She was wild as she went to the tip and mashed it in her mouth and tried swallowing it down again. He tongue lapped off the sticky goo.
She went to the other side of his member and licked this side clean and continued her incredible mouthing until there wasn't a drop left and his cock was purple hard.
She gasped in pleasure at its enormous length and sturdiness. She felt its rock hard texture and ran two thumbs on the bloated cockhead.
If only she could stuff that hard pole down her throat now. But it was impossible for she could hardly get the enormous mushroom head even halfway in her mouth.
She was frantic from its enormous size and jeked it like made to get it to come again. She had to see it come and taste it once again.
Johnny reached down and picked her right up off her high-heeled feet and in one motion got off the table. Then he threw her on the top like a slab of beef.
"I'm going to have you for dinner."
"Oh, oh, oh, ah, oh...."
She was running a fevered hand on her cunt lips. Then the beautiful blonde, her blue eyes dazzling with lust, spread her legs wide like a slutty whore and bared her cunt to Johnny.
She was writhing on the table with her ass raised up as her heels dug into the table top to lift her. Her red-tipped fingers gaped her cunt open and a delicious finger strummed the dangling clit.
Longo gazed at her split-open gash and laughed to himself at its pert, little size. He had seen women's cunt even smaller that that and they withstood his massive tool.
Besides, before the night was done he was going to ram his meat up her ass. On top of that she would beg for it, spread her cheeks by herself and wriggle her ass-hole in his face.
He knelt on the table and played with her gaping cunt lips and dangling clit with his throbbing mushroom head and teased her with it.
She was panting for it real bad, groping for it with her hands to plunge it up her fucking hole that was stretched out and begging for it with twitching lips.
Johnny measured his attack and brought the head to bear on the little hole and pushed fiercely into her to imbed the head up her gash.
She jolted and gasped but lurched forward to grab his cock in her cunt and laid two hands on the hard shaft to ram it up her.
She was squealing like a stuck pig and wanted it real bad but Longo gave it to her slow but hard. He bolted the pole into her and let up to watch her contortions.
She was pulling her own hair and biting her lip to keep herself in place. It hurt like hell but she knew that once they got going she'd be out of her mind in pleasure.
About halfway in Johnny pulled out to grease the shoot. Her cunt was contorted open and he played with the rim of the tip in and out.
Half his cock was glistening from being caught in her wet trap and her lips palpitated to draw the snake back inside her and she writhed like a panther.
He jolted his cock half in and she squealed like a stuck pig. He used her big hot tits as handles and gripped them and whammed his cock home.
Her eyes completely buried themselves inside her head and her mouth gaped open like she had just been harpooned. He still wasn't all the way in.
Her legs were spasming around him and her cunt walls dilated around his huge cock and sent mean vibrations of pleasure rocketing through his loins.
He let out an ecstatic-ahhhhh--that made Randy squeak from the knowledge that her spasming cunt had brought a lightning jolt of pleasure to his precious instrument.
He backed off to half way out and began a rhythm that was slow but tore her in two nevertheless. It felt like a horse had mounted her.
She let him ride her and plunge as far up as her splitting cunt would allow. Each time it made its way in further up her clutching canal.
She wanted all of it. The pain was dying down to be replaced but a mighty feeling of uncontained passion. Her clit was tingling like it was plugged in.
She split her cunt lips. She strained them open with her red-tipped fingers to allow his blows to pierce deeper. She wanted all of the cock.
Her walls were greasing themselves to accept his giant tool. She could almost feel his dangling balls brush her ass with that last thrust.
She strained her legs to the max. He gripped her flanks and broke her bones practically as he split her cunt open to widen the gap for his plunging prick.
She strummed her clit. She groped for his balls to draw all of his cock up her. She held him around the neck and whammed herself into him.
Her tongue flew out of her mouth and she let loose with such a sex-induced, ear-piercing, blood-curdling scream that Johnny's cock, which had finally embedded itself bone-deep in her wet cunt, took on its full growth of one-foot even.
She was out of her mind from his dick buried up her and that made his prodigious cock as hard as a fucking rock. Her body gripped around it and pulled in.
He sucked both nipples into his mouth. He bit them hard. They were swollen and bloated and she forced them into his mouth and he bit harder.
She was fantastically riding his cock underneath him. But her sliding in and out from her sweat on the table would leave his cock not-wholly lodged.
So he jolted into her with his powerful muscles and re-buried his monster deep in her womb and she shuddered through countless orgasms which he rode through his cock.
He could feel all the energy in her body directed to her cunt and her vibrations drove through his staff and made his massive nuts glow in sensation.
She was a good fuck. She was totally unabandoned in her fucking. No inhibitions. The chick knew how to get down and Johnny ate her up.
Knowing that she loved his cock splitting her in two, she knelt up on the table and ran his cock from tip to stem out of her gaping gash.
As the huge monster contorted the opening with its incredible width she kept squealing in high-pitched shrieks and watched him do it.
Her legs were still sread-eagled open and her half-closed eyes were absorbing the sight of that big snake darting in and out of her.
Even though she was watching it she couldn't believe it. She could feel that mighty shaft plunge up into her stomach and then his enormous sac of balls slap into the bottom of her ass.
She felt down and her ass cheeks were flaming hot from his balls slapping into her. He was slapping her and fucking her at the same time and the thought made her spasm.
She came in three or four jolts. Not once did he stop his fearful pumping of her insides and his cock reamed in and out of her at a terrific pace.
She was banging her fists on the table making animal-like grunts that only increased his passion and made him plunge up her harder than before.
She was wild and begging him to fuck the shit out of her, that it felt like she was being split in two pieces and wanted it to go on forever.
It was just another piece of gash for Johnny Longo. No big deal. Other times had seen a woman sucking his balls while he did the same thing.
And sometimes a third would suck his ass, and a forth would plant her cunt on the writhing mouth of the cunt he was lambasting with his prick.
Ahhh, what a life. A life of cock, cunt, come and juice. He thought back-it must be thousands of women, tens of thousands, easy.
He had to have fucked that many women. They all wanted to take care of him too. He could go back any time and ream anyone of their holes.
But he got bored of them fast. He had seen and done everything and it took one helluva cunt to keep him satisfied, or two, or three.
As his cock rammed in and out of the vivacious blonde and he watched her strum her clit, fondle his balls, stroke his moving staff, and tweak her fabulous tits and nips, he thought of the time he had lived with three women.
They were the perfect slaves. One would bend over and he sat on her ass while the two others ate his cock at the same time.
They absolutely loved him to death. But they were jealous and would fight over him. They would go crazy when he came and lap it up like birds.
But a man was suffocated by them. They were out of their minds and didn't even know what they were doing. They were all trying to impress him.
They wanted to show him that they would do anything for him if he would only make one of them his forever. Deep down they knew it was impossible.
He had stopped long ago trying to figure it out. Look at this writhing bitch underneath him. She was bleeding from fucking him so hard but wouldn't stop.
Was that his fault. Oh, well. Better get on with it. Let's fall on her and pull at her big tits and wham her to kingdom come and see what she says.
Johnny does exactly that and begins a long rhythm where he brings out his bloated cockhead full out and then reams her to the hilt right up to his balls.
He grabs her nice big tits and digs the nipples into both palms and claws the meaty flesh and pulls fearfully.
"Oh Johnny, fuck me. FUCK ME HARDER!"
He raises her up by her ass cheeks and pounds every inch of his massive pecker home. She lets out choking gulps as if it is stuck clear up to her throat.
Her hands are on the table and she digs them in to meet his thrusts with a bucking of her own and her stretched-open gash is clutching and sucking up his monstrous snake.
She can think of nothing except that cock ravaging her. She would sell her soul to keep it in her for an eternity. Longo gives her everything he's got.
"Johnny, you're killing me. I love it. More, MORE!"
The slaps are echoing off the kitchen walls and making her ass glaze a gleaming red mixed with the shine of their sweat. Johnny is watching her eyes.
There is drool coming out the corners of her mouth. There are no beautiful blue globes anymore, just pieces of her blood-shot whites peering out through tiny green slits.
She is on fire and vibrating with one tremendous orgasm after another. Johnny stops his fearful pumping to hold her spasming body a little off the table while it rides his bone-hard cock.
Her legs are pumping by themselves. She has no control over her convulsions. She is a vibrating mass of flesh and the charges register in his dick.
He could feel his sperm boiling up his balls. He's about to release a stupendous blow of come inside her sucking walls until he pulls out.
He drags his demon of a cock up her writhing frame and it pokes against her bobbing tits and flicks the hard nipples. Her hands grope for it and catch it.
When she feels the tremendous power of its stiffness in her hands she lets out a moan from the gut and attacks it with her mouth.
She stretches her jaws wide determined to snap the bloated, rock-hard mushroom head into her succulent mouth and squeeze it with her lapping tongue.
She does this just in time to feel the spurt of his first shot bang into her throat and nearly snap her neck back. She swallows and prepares for the next.
But Longo whips out his cane and paints her face with the next two loads. Randy hold her mouth open wide to try and get his splashes in her eager mouth and down her throat.
A big, hanging gob of gism mixed with spit precariously dangles off the underbelly of his enormous prick and he directs it toward her gaping mouth.
The tongue strains out in eager anticipation of that sweet goo that will soon plop itself on her tongue so she could taste it and savor it down her throat.
After a long, moaning moment, the gob is free and lands dead center in her wide-open mouth and she hums in pleasure and smacks her lips at the delectable taste of Johnny's come.
He wrings his prick out on her face and now she is squirming the thick goo with frantic fingers into her mouth that is dying for more.
Cleaning her face with wiping hands and lapping tongue she makes her way for the wet prick that promises more vestiges of his tremendous load.
Johnny is off the table and sitting on the chair, his deflating dick still a prodigious size and dangling between the legs on the chair.
Randy falls to the floor to worship the heavenly snake and licks the glistening come off the fleshy rod mouthing.
She is lost in a world of Johnny's cock and come and her senses are filled with the dirty thrill of cleaning him off with her lapping mouth.
His eyes are closed and he's half asleep. The woman is going mad on his dick and Johnny Longo hardly notices the insane mouthing.
It is old hat for Johnny, the fallen football star, the man who has had the most beautiful women in the world pining over his dick.
She is engulfing the softening member down her luscious throat. She is drunk with his come and wild as a cat and still ready to fuck the night long.
Johnny yawns. His cock is buried down her warm throat once again. She is mouthing frantically to get the monster back up but he is bored.
She hardly notices and continues to go wild on his stately dick. She must get it up again. She must have more of Johnny Longo.
Gone are the thoughts earlier in the day when she had told Ralph to go fuck himself. She was having a ball, fuck him.
What a man. What would Daddy say to her bringing Johnny home. Would he go for it, divorce Ralph for Johnny, that is.
And Johnny dozed in a rather peaceful sleep, not too worried about Randy or how he would make his exit. He let her play to her heart's content.
Until he would get bored, that is.
CHAPTER FIVE
Randy couldn't help herself. Never before had she felt so totally under the control of a man. No one, that is, except her father. No one had ever quieted her spoiled, bitchy spirit like Johnny Longo had just done. It made her wild to think she had him right here.
And she still had her mouth on that fabulous cock. Whenever she opened her eyes she gasped in realization of how big it really was.
She actually had to keep her eyes closed from the powerful rush of excitement that would exhaust her every time she lay eyes on it.
Desperately she wanted to get it back up again. It was to the point where she could get her whole mouth around it and bring her lips to his balls.
She kept doing this until Johnny got up. Then she followed him around the kitchen with her mouth clamped on his dick.
Then Johnny had enough and smacked her off. This only made her more livid with passion and she groped for it with clawing hands.
"Cut it out. Hear me!"
"But Johnny, you're so beautiful, I can't...."
"I don't care. Cut it out."
"All right. I'll try."
"Do you have my money?"
"Oh yes, here, wait a minute. I'll get it."
"Well, hurry."
He watched her bobbing flesh as she clicked out of the kitchen. He followed her out the door and plopped on the sofa.
Nice dump. Looks like I'll be here a while. He removed the rest of his clothes-and when Randy rushed downstairs he was completely naked.
"Here, here's five hundred and a two-fifty bonus, if you'll stay the night."
Johnny looked at her heaving, big tits whose nipples were still stuck brazenly out. Her cunt lips were in full flower and juice dripped out the hole.
She was still hot as a fire cracker.
"I tell you what. It'll cost you another thou on top of the five bills to keep me here right now. After that I can't promise."
"But Johnny, I only have another fifty in cash on me."
"Well, I guess I'm leaving."
He got up and swung his massive body around to put his clothes back on and his well-hung rod swayed and bobbed like mad.
Randy had her eyes glued to him. She was worried stiff.
"No wait! I'll find something. Hold on."
She dashed out of the living room and back up the stairs. Her luscious boobs and globes kept bouncing from her frantic actions.
He really didn't care about the money. There wasn't enough money to get Johnny back in the game which was what he really wanted.
But he did like watching her squirm. Yes, it was a thrill to get back at these cock teasing bitches that constantly drove you crazy with their charms.
This bitch was getting a lesson she deserved. The way her old man took care of her she had some nerve cheating on the bugger like this.
Well, she had opened the kettle of fish and if it stank it was her doing, not his. She was the one who called to be fucked.
And now she was paying top dollar for the best fuck in town and running through the rooms to she what she had that was worth the price of such a tremendous fuck.
He had really leveled her with his big dick. She had squealed like a stuck pig and had enjoyed every minute of it, the tramp.
He could hear her scurrying about upstairs looking for that valuable piece of merchandise that would convince him to stay.
Let's see how creative she was. Also, there was Harry to consider. It looked like he could soft soak this bitch into paying for a wild orgy this weekend.
His cock lurched a bit when he thought of that fireball Vanessa and this beautiful blonde bitch together. They'd make a nice pair.
She came scrambling down the steps and nearly tripped on her high heels.
"I've got it. Look."
She came over to him.
"They're diamond earings. They're worth at least fifteen hundred."
Johnny eyed the merchandise and grabbed them out of her pretty paw.
"They're good aren't they Johnny?"
Her eyes were pleading for him to please accept her offer. The only other thing she had that was worth more was the wedding ring Daddy insisted he buy for her.
"Okay, I'll stay a while."
"I thought you said the night?"
"I said I'll stay a while, period."
"Please, Johnny, I love you so."
And she bent on her knees and captured his swaying prick between her red lips and sucked it into her mouth with loud slurping sounds.
"We'll see."
He settled back on the couch and let her wok on his flaccid cock. She nestled it in between her magnificent boobs and sucked the tip.
Her body was all over his huge stanchion. This was a sight Johnny was used to seeing. Usually two women administered to his mighty prick.
It would take her a while to get his snake full again so he settled back into a reverie that was inspired by Randy's insane antics.
Yes, he had fucked them all in his day. It made him sick to think how many women had crawled on their feet and begged him to be dorked by his big dong.
There were so many women, of so n many ages and types it made his head spin. There had been non-stop orgies for days on end where women simply adored his pecker.
Meanwhile, Randy was still entertaining thoughts of possibly seducing this hunk of a man. She wondered how many women he had in his day.
A hundred, maybe two. If Johnny could have heard her thoughts, he would've died laughing. Could it be more, she wondered?
Could it have been thousands? The thought of it made her work on his limp prick like a maniac. It was all the way down her throat.
"Hey, I have an idea."
"Mmmmmmff.. "
"Why not have an all day orgy tomorrow?"
The thought of having his cock all day was enough to convince her regardless of the price. She nodded her head with a mouthful of cock.
"Good. I'll set it up when I go."
The thought of him leaving made her work on his cock with a fever. She had to keep him here as long as possible. She loved that dick.
Johnny would tell Harry about this hot number. She acted like she was sex-starved. On the other hand, women always acted that way with him.
That time the quarterback, Milt Rentzel, had set them up with those two teenagers. Oh yeah, that was a day he'll never forget.
Neither will Milt. By the time they were done those girls were fucked cockeyed and they were branded whores for the rest of their lives.
When they had gotten a gander at his big fish, they nearly passed out. They were double-sucking Milt when he pulled it out.
They were absolutely gleeful at the sight of it and rushed over to touch it to make sure it was real. They rubbed their faces on it.
One of them was about fourteen and had big tits for her age. The other one was her sister and looked like she had her first period just last month.
The older one went crazy on the cock. She was an expert head artist but there was no way she was getting that big lance in her throat.
As it grew from both their mouths running all over it from tip to stem, they became more heated and frantic and started to scream in utter delight.
Milt grabbed the little one and gave her a first fuck. She bled and squealed but as he lit into her she kept mouthing Johnny's big cock.
The older one with the ample tits was out' of her senses. She tried to gobble the cock down and wrest it from her sister but it was no go.
They fought like hell for his cock while Milt reamed the little one and the older sister strummed her gaping cunt at marveling at the hugeness.
She was getting as much pleasure from looking at it and fondling its hardness as she was from the taste of the meaty tip.
She lay on the floor like a dog and begged Johnny to fuck her with that thing. He hopped on her with his full weight and prepared the tip.
Her cunny was wet and ripe and her lips flowered open. Johnny tried like hell to get the tip of his enormous cockhead inside it but it just wouldn't go.
They tried a variety of positions but each one didn't work and now the girl was more frantic than ever to get that dick in her now that it wouldn't fit.
When he laid the instrument on her belly she gasped as the head nuzzled itself between her globes while the thick shaft lay on her writhing stomach.
She rubbed, jerked and pulled and managed her trembling body all over the massive snake all the time working herself up the more.
Then she straddled on her hands and knees and shook her ass up at Johnny squeaking like an animal for him to try it this way.
Her grabbed her tender globes and once again tried like hell to break her box with his huge tool but it just wouldn't go in.
He poked her at a distance bringing squeals of pain and delight out of her hot body but there was just no way that big cock could make it in.
So Milt had a ball darting his pecker in and out of all four of their holes while Johnny stood in front of them waving his dick.
Milt fucked them all the way around the floor. The older one with the tits straffed his staff with two hands while her mouth sucked on his sac of balls.
She was able to mouth a whole one in her succulent mouth and play with the second while Milt lay the other from the rear and she went to work on Johnny's staff with a hand or two and her lapping tongue.
He was bone-hard from watching them being dorked to the max by the rock-hard Rentzel and the way the girls were frantic over his own dick.
When Milt had fucked them silly and they were drenched with come, he came once on each and their asses glistened in sperm, they attacked Johnny.
They rubbed their pert, young bodies all over his fabulous lance. The both of them stuck it between their legs and strummed it.
Johnny was standing up and they rode his cock along their gashed-open cunny lips and irritated his bloated pecker.
They were getting him to a state that he would have to fuck one of them even if it meant killing her and ripping her in two.
They kept licking his massive, bone-hard cock with their flicking tongues all the while moaning and seething with pleasure.
Johnny Longo had scores of women in his day. It had been that hard a few times before but the work of those two girls was memorable.
His cock hurt and was bloated purple from the heat those crazy girls had managed to get him in. They made love to his bone-hard cock.
His balls were taut in their large sac. His cock rose to a fantastic length which kept driving the girls to their wit's end of passion.
All they could do was rub every part of their flesh on his bloated member and lick and flick and lap with their little, eager tongues.
The three of them were livid and out of their skulls with lust when Johnny finally grabbed the big-titted minx and threw her on her hands and knees.
Milt watched the whole show while the littlest of the darlings spread her sister's ass cheeks to the straining point to totally bare her cunt.
Johnny measured the hole and greased the tip with some of her sweet cunt juice and poked meanly into the little hole.
The girl bucked backwards no matter how hard Johnny plunged. Her sister kept the cunt gaping wide so Johnny could have full play.
With a tremendous effort on both parts, Longo managed to get the huge, bulbous mushroom tip of his massive cock firmly in her snatch.
That was all it would go and the girl's eyes bulged out in a spasm of rapturous pain and pleasure. The other one was frantic from the sight.
And what a sight it surely was. Johnny's massive cockhead was embedded up the little gash and had it stretched out and contorted into a new shape.
The little one gasped in amazement as the rest of the foot-long, bone-hard pecker stood out of her sister like a harpoon.
The darling ran her sweet lips up and down the shaft and tried to jerk the taut foreskin that gripped the cock like leather.
She reached a hand underneath to cup his sac of balls which protruded fully out from the hardness of his full erection.
The impaled girl could hardly catch her breath between squeals, but this didn't stop her from reaching her hands in back to keep her cunt lips stretched open.
The other minx kept jerking, mouthing and fondling the rigid staff and his taut sac of balls going crazy from the insane sight of just a portion of it buried in her sister's little gash.
Johnny grabbed her twitching ass and pushed hard into the tiny opening which refused to budge an inch. The other one lapped like mad.
Finally the sperm was blowing up his balls. His cock was on fire and the shaft stiffened and bared the veins to view.
The force of his first spurt knocked the tip of his prick right out of the tight little snatch and the sister clamped her sweet mouth on the hole on his cockhead.
Her mouth was filled with scum and the big-titted one whipped herself around in time for her sister to plant a shot in her mouth.
They were like little tweaking birds as they chirped for more batter and traded off with their hands the spasming cock.
There was a load of sperm over his orgasming cock that drenched their little hands which refused to let it go or perish first.
Their faces were covered in sperm. It was in their eyes and hair and their mouths snapped open and revealed full loads painting the insides of the cheeks and tongues.
They were dizzy and drunk from his sperm and they had gotten him so hard his cock refused to deflate after it had dropped its tremendous load.
They licked his cock clean of come. They sucked off every drop and when that was finished they cleaned each other's faces of the gooey scum.
They were crazy for his load and they lapped his balls to make sure not a drop escaped their straining tongue and they squeezed the shaft hard.
A last heavy gob came out of the tip and they snapped on it with eager tongues and then tongue kissed each other with scum dripping out of their young mouths.
It was an incredible sight that finally managed to elicit the last drop of come from his prodigious member and it finally started to go down.
They squealed in frantic displeasure and hopped back on his cock with both their yearning mouths to keep the snake alive and hard.
As it limped back inside its skin they kissed and loved it all the more and left it spanking white and clean and searched for more sperm they might have missed.
Milt Rentzel was awestruck at the way they loved his prick to death. He had seen Johnny in action many times before, never like this.
Those girls were wild for his cock and didn't let up one instant. As the blood came out of it they went wild to give it life again.
As Randy the luscious blonde pressed her dainty hands into his pelvis to give his cock more lift so she could strum her head on it, Johnny remembered how the two cherubs searched for his scum on the floor and then lapped that up too.
Now that was power and respect. And to think that little twerpy sportswriter had the power to take it all away from.
He would have been sick from the thought but Randy was going to town on his cock keeping him thinking sexy thoughts rather than revenge.
It was difficult to think straight when your cock was being straffed with girls' mouths and cunts most of your life.
So what! Other men would give all their limbs for just a day in his life. He grabbed hold of the lovely blonde's head and forced the back of her throat on his cock.
He pumped her head with his own fearful rhythm and she groaned in delight that she was able to finally get his attention. Her jaws hurt from sucking.
She slurped in spit that was mixed with his previous two comes and licked his balls dry of the gooey-sweet mixture.
She didn't care how much her jaws hurt. She kept sucking and telling herself that it wasn't a dream, this great cock was between her lips.
Did this spoiled bitch think she could compare with the way those two little whores had loved the shit out of his dick.
Johnny could feel that this hot number was a stuck-up bitch. Probably thought she was movie-star caliber or something.
It wasn't that she wasn't delectably beautiful. It was that he had a number of such chicks at once and that dulled her attraction.
His goal for the evening was her tiny, dark brown hole. If she could take that she would win him for the rest of night.
He would see how hot a bitch the slut was. Look at her go to work on that cock! Damn, she was damn beautiful-those big tits and blue eyes. Vavoom, what an ass!
She sat on his lap. His rubber snake of a cock rubbed on her cunt lips and she thumbed the big cockhead in both hands as she gyrated.
She squeezed her tender, meaty legs around it and felt the thick, spongy flesh between her loins and strummed up and down with her body.
She straddled him with her legs and with her high-heeled feet on the couch ran his tool up and down her gaping cunt lips all the time squealing.
He knew the feeling she was experiencing. He saw it many times and with many women. He cupped and pawed her big tits.
She bent over and he released his grip and she sucked the tip of his stanchion with the shaft still rubbing on her gaping cunt and irritating it.
She loved the feel of the giant, fish-like thing on her bare flesh. She loved playing with it between her tits and did that.
She kept her meaty globes around the cockhead keeping her hot cunt on the thick staff while she mashed her creamy globes around it.
She danced and jiggled on his cock and rubbed her fresh cunt all over it. He stuck two fingers up her gash and tore in.
She moaned and squealed and rode his fingers while she brushed the tip of the monster on her bloated clit that was hot and swollen.
She knew where she had to put that thing. She had felt it in two holes and had to get it in the third no matter how much pain it caused her.
How she was going to manage that fabulous pole she had no idea. She knew that if she made him and enough with pleasure he would find a way.
He was playfully pushing her off his cock with strong thrusts of his muscular arm to get her worked up and begging for it.
She dove back on the cock and with both hands latched onto it stuffed it back in her hot mouth and sucked and lapped wildly on it.
She took her long, lovely hair and wiped her locks over his fabulous prick and cupped his balls while sucking and running the sac in her hair.
She hopped back on the couch and then in a wild motion stuck her gaping cunt in Johnny's face and he grabbed her supple waist.
He held her cunt in his mouth and sucked the lips of her sweet gash and then slipped the swollen clit in and out of his mouth and teethed it.
She had that cock in two hands and jerked the staff with as much of the tip in her mouth that she could suck in without choking.
He had her waist and pumped her gash on his steady tongue and also guided her mouth up and down his stiffening pecker.
She was jerking it like a bandit giving her all to get it back up again hard as ever while banging her cunt into his lapping tongue.
He nuzzled his face in her cunt and his cock was covered in her dribble which she used to grease the shaft with both strumming paws.
Her mouth was now too small to hold that rising hose between her lips and she had to give it up and rub the pole on her hot face.
He threw her off and she went at his cock with abandon. She swirled her beautiful head all over it with mouthing and tonguing it fiercely.
The bitch was getting him back up again. I hope she knows what she's getting herself in for for this pole is going one place and one place only.
He pushed her off and lay on the floor and instantly she was back sucking it like a frantic whore who was high on Spanish fly.
Her whorishly painted face was beet-red and aglow in heat as she mashed that cock of his into her too-small mouth and dribbled all over it.
He thought of the two little girls working his dick over and his truncheon lurched and a rush of blood signaled it was getting hard.
She jerked him for dear life with both hands. That she raised herself up and hovered above him to wipe her cunt lips on his rising cock.
She idly spread her lips and played with the cock head in her wet hole. It was getting harder by the second and she was breathing hard.
He got on his hands and knees and arranged her-likewise. She was braying like an animal in heat who knew what was coming.
He rubbed his erect prick on her hot cunt lips and doused it with her juicy dew that was streaming out her pink gash.
He ran the enormous cockhead on her open cunt and the crack of her ass, then poked a probing finger up the brown hole.
She lurched and gasped but then quickly recovered to bounce her ass back into his thrusting finger and grip it with her ass.
In and out he tore into her tender hole which was just a prelude to the violation he was about to give it that would make her mad with pain and lust.
They always wanted his huge snake up their ass eventually. No matter how much it hurt it was just the idea of that thing slashing into their guts.
He took his finger out and she stretched her hole by grabbing her beautiful ass cheeks and splitting them as wide as they could go.
His cock was wet and glistening from her spit and cunt juice which drenched his hard staff and slowly he made his way to the pert hole.
He drew the huge cockhead on her cunt lips, then rubbed it on the hole that was beginning to bug out from his heated probing.
The cockhead looked massive next to her little, brown entrance and that made him hotter and more blood flooded into his turgid cock.
He pressed the tip and watched the ass walls splatter open and accept the big snake with great reluctance but grim determination.
Every muscle on her beautiful body was taut and straining through her flesh but she had to feel that thing up her ass or die trying.
With a hearty belt he plastered the tip of the massive head inside her chute and she couldn't help squealing like a stuck pig from his brutal entry.
He kept relentlessly surging inward with the pole that was stiffening harder by the second and she gritted her teeth and moved backwards.
"God, it feels like you're breaking my backbone."
As the hard tool made its way inexorably in her teeming hole, one could indeed hear the snap of something cracking and give way to his lance.
He was separating tendons in her flanks that had never been separated before. He stopped a moment to inspect his fearful penetration.
Her ass cheeks were cushiony and bloated to a new curve from the power of his ramming cock. The ass-hole was enormous.
The rim of it gripped his pulsing cock and formed a sheath around it that nearly made him blow his load right them from the spasming palpitations.
He stood up on both feet and began the final drive home that would either leave her dead or his forever and till the end of time.
As she felt that snake tear into her loins and pierce and brand her she momentarily passed out now and then.
Then she would come back to her senses and the realization that his cock was still burying itself inside of her ass and had more to go.
With a powerful heave of his muscular thighs he jolted his cock in the small stretched-out hole and she cried a fearful howl into the night.
Her ass was twitching beyond her control. A hand stretched her cheek open while another played with her swollen clit to keep the spasms coming.
She was writhing in convulsive orgasms that gripped his thick snake and he shoved it home until he felt his balls resting on her twitching cunt lips.
He reached under her belly and held her in place and breathed ecstatically as every one of her nerve-endings sang a song on his cock.
She felt around to his balls to make sure there was no more of that pole that had to be embedded up her ravaged ass.
It felt like a red-hot poker the size of a horsecock was buried up her loins and she was impaled on it with her body twitching around it.
She felt him pull about half way out and her guts almost went with him. Then he rammed into her hard and his balls slapped into her cunt.
She wanted to talk but it was impossible. The words shaped themselves and her lips moved but no sound was heard. He withdrew further out. .
She noticed that her ass was raised to the wind and she held it there brazenly high for him to ram that poker of death inside her
She strained up with her bare ass and he whammed a wicked crack with his pole into her flaming ass that knocked her off her knees.
He picked her up like a wet rag and settled her back in place. Now he began a tremendous rhythm where she passed out continuously from the pain.
Her face was on its side lying on the floor with her mouth open and drool dripping out her juicy, red lips. Her face glowed like a red beacon.
He was cleaning her insides out with his hot poker and she was paralyzed in place. She never felt more alive than at that moment.
The pain was excruciating but her tingling clit began an orgasm through her sensitive parts that seemed to settle directly in her ravaged bowels.
When she came she felt her brown hole become like clay from the heat of his pumping and form around the giant intruder.
He rammed and whammed with powerful force until he could remove his entire monstrous dick and then bury it up her ass to his balls.
She was out of her mind with pain and pleasure. He cracked into her blow after blow. She spasmed again when he spurt in her bowels.
It was a hot washy spray that never stopped coming. Her guts were bathed in sperm and it felt like an explosion had gone off in her flanks.
Her insides were soppy with goo and that monster kept delving into her and her ass twitched and convulsed until she finally she fell down in one last, exhausted heap.
When she plopped the fish pulled out of her with a couple of tugs. She couldn't open her ass and her loins were boiling.
A few last jolts of his cock cleaned out the last of his charge and they landed on her reddened ass cheeks that glowed from the power of his thunderous fuck.
Randy bit on her wedding ring and knew she would have to give it up.
CHAPTER SIX
Randy opened her deep blue eyes that were drugged with sleep and the sexual exercises of the day before. It was getting late.
That bastard, oooo, that lover, left right after that brazen ass fuck her delivered the horny blonde bitch. Left her right there in a heap on the floor.
The phone rang.
"Miss Murfet?"
"Yes."
"This is Harry Lance."
"Who?"
"You know, Harry. From the escort agency."
When Randy heard that she was all ears. She knelt on the bed and her heavy tits bobbed up in gleeful excitement at his news.
"Oh yes, Harry. Thanks for calling."
"Are you satisfied about last night?"
That hunk of meat had taken her for almost fifteen bills, clean.
"The price was a bit much. But did Johnny tell you about this afternoon?"
"Why he certainly did. May I ask how many couples you prefer?"
"Let's see. Johnny'll be there of course."
"Of course."
"I guess another couple should do it."
"Any preference as to nationality or creed?"
"If they're built like Johnny, that's enough of a creed for me."
"Fine. The price, you know, is fifty an hour."
"Very reasonable. Could you be here for twelve."
"This afternoon you mean."
"Exactly."
"Can do. See you then Miss Mucker."
"And give Johnny a good breakfast."
Hmmmmm, Harry thought. Sounds like Longo did a cracker jack job last night.
"Vanessa, is Longo here yet?"
The crackle of the intercom died out and Vanessa's hoarse voice slid over the inter-office airwave.
"Yes, boss, he just came in."
"Send him in will you?"
"Mmmmmmffff...."
Vanessa had been cupping Johnny's bulging crotch. As she was talking she pulled out his dick and stuffed the snaky head in her big mouth.
"Vaness, off his cock you mangy bitch, and send him in."
She smiled and gulped the monster down her vacuumous throat and then slowly let the fleshy rod out of her voluptuous mouth and thumbed the massive tip.
Johnny pulled it from her and housed the member back inside his roomy pants. What the fuck was on that twerp's pea brain?
"Longo, what did she pay you last night?"
He slammed the door to voice his displeasure with the question.
"The standard fifty, why? Did she complain?"
"No, not exactly. Skip it. Are you ready to go this afternoon."
Harry stared with envy at Johnny's muscular crotch that housed the tool that legend had it that had pierced thousands of women.
"Always ready, boss. Relax."
"Now remember, the bitch is probably married. Don't get bagged."
"What's the difference. She signed the contract didn't she?" Right before he left and she was begging him to stay by making like a demented chimp and baring her ass-hole for him to fuck again, he whipped out the contract.
"Sign this."
He flashed her a pen and she tried to sign the paper while keeping her mouth on his prick. He looked at it now and it was mere scribble.
"You'll be taking Vanessa and Patrice with you."
"You mean the Jamaican dude?"
Johnny knew him. He was a bit of a legend himself. He had made his reputation in the red light district as a male fucker live on stage-porno movies even.
"That's the one."
Johnny welcomed the competition. It reminded him of his playing days when it was his job to bowl over six-foot-six human trees on the offensive line.
He was anxious to see the dude in action. Between the both of them they'd drive that slut clear out of her skull. God knows what
Vanessa had burning in her brain.
"The appointment's for twelve. The price is fifty an hour, got it?"
"Got it, boss. See you later."
Damn, thought Harry, he had to clear at least a clean hundred as a tip for dorking that whore last night. Harry should know about the diamonds!
He'd have popped his gourd. Fifteen hundred for a fuck would've blown one of his varicose veins. He settled back behind his desk.
Randy was running through the rooms of her house to prepare for the spectacle that was about to take place in her lovely estate.
Two couples sounded like a splendid arrangement. She could barely wait for Johnny to show his massive hunk of meat again.
Whoever the bitch was would have a hard time pulling Johnny away from her lusty paws. She intended to keep him all to herself.
What an evening yesterday had been. She dreamt of cock all night and she doubted whether her nipples had cooled the entire night.
Even now as she looked at herself radiant and stark nude in the full-length mirror her nipples were swollen and bloated and ready for action.
She ran a hand down to her hot, blonde cunt and rubbed the open lips that were flowering out in anticipation of the fantastic lover.
She had made up her mind that he couldn't possibly have fucked merely hundreds of women. It had to be thousands, perhaps tens of thousands.
Her body shook in a spasm of delight as she thought of all the women that must have been split in two on that monstrous snake.
He had probably seen and done everything. Ralph was right. She was a spoiled bitch. Anyone who could think that she could have that regal rod to herself had to be spoiled.
That wouldn't prevent her from trying her damnedest to eat that friggen thing alive. The thought of last night's events kept ringing in her bean.
She gazed at her trembling lips in the mirror as the events ran through her mind in obscene flashes of yesterday's sordid images.
Three times she had taken that pole of love deep in her body. She had swallowed it, fucked it, and reamed her intestines out with it.
She almost passed out from the memory of that snake ripping into her guts and leaving friction blisters inside her ass-hole.
What a magnificent cock. What a wonderful man. In many ways he was a freak of nature but what a delightful mutant he was indeed.
He was born to fuck women, that was the only possible explanation. She sat down on the ruffled bed and contemplated in heat Johnny Longo.
She had to dress seductively and brazenly to win the fire of his passion immediately upon seeing her voluptuous appearance. She busied herself.
But not before taking one long, last look at her vivacious frame in the mirror. His insane fucking had made her exquisite this morning.
She was a new woman. She even thought differently. Her cunt and heaving tits were the center of her consciousness today. She burned lust.
She felt healthy and alive and a helluva lot less surly than usual. As she took her eyes of her bulbous tits and made her way to the bathroom she swooned.
It was impossible to walk straight. She had been blasted in both holes and her body was bent out of shape. She steadied herself and walked slowly.
She took a hot bath which seemed to ease her battered frame and set the bones back in place and then primped herself up.
She had to dress outrageously. She put flashy glitter on her lids as a seductive eyeshadow, She found the perfect color polish and lipstick.
It was a deep, shiny and glossy green that provided an excellent whorish attraction that was sure to catch Johnny's educated eye.
If it were possible she wanted him to lose himself in her attraction. He had seen and done everything and that was no easy task.
She couldn't blame him the least bit from being a might bored with her after the scenes he probably had lived through. But she would give him a good run.
Now was the chance to prove to herself exactly how beautiful she thought she was. To Johnny, so far, she was just another run-of-the-mill cunt.
She applied the green cosmetic on her nails and mouth full and thick. When it dried she added another coat. The glossy green gleamed off her.
Her lips were especially vivacious. The thick green lipstick looked absolutely outrageous with her fishy blue eyes. She added a lot of red rouge on her cheeks.
She looked like an expensive tart. The kind that specializes in hundred dollar blowjobs and thousand dollar fucks. Her nipples were still swollen.
She cupped her big, firm tits. They were glowing and ready for action. She set out to make her lovely blonde hair more tramp looking.
She took the blow dryer and ruffled her hair in a messy array that danced over her lovely face and stuck up all over the place.
She looked so lustful that she had to sit down on the tub to catch, her breath. Her own sight was getting the best of her and she swooned in heat.
Her cunt was sprouted open. She felt the air hit the spreaded lips and cool her hot slice. It had been like that from the moment he left.
She saw her crumpled green dress and knew it wouldn't do. She took off the fine sash and bound it around her waist leaving a dangling end.
It brushed her thigh. She searched in the closet for her highest pair of heels and found the perfect pair of red, open-toed shoes with one strap.
Shaking like a leaf from her continuing spasms she laced on the seductive shoes and eyed herself in the full-length mirror. She gasped in heat.
She looked like the lowest whore on earth who could give the Pope a hard-on from a mere glimpse: If this didn't get Johnny her ace was gone.
She decided to meet them at the door exactly in the heated condition she was in and without a stitch more of clothing that would ruin the effect.
She teetered downstairs and her marvelous flanks jiggled in anticipation of her carnal lover that had been the first man to bring her down to earth.
First she heard the ring of her chimes on the wall clock. Then she heard the doorbell ring and she spasmed again from the knowledge that he was here.
She bucked herself up so as not to seem to anxious and put on a false air of being in control while prepared to be the most gracious host.
She opened the door and Vanessa was the first one to dart herself in the door. Immediately she gave Randy a full, loving tongue kiss deep down her throat.
She was looking for Johnny but the vamp was already groping at her buns and making her crazy considering the fevered state she was in already.
The bitch had the largest tongue she had ever been kissed with. It filled her mouth to the brim and laced her teeth and delved down her throat.
She had hardly noticed that the third member of the crew was a black man. When she did see him she almost lost her nerve. It threw her stance.
Then the idea of a black man present began to grate on her fevered state. It seemed doubly obscene now, and twice as enticing.
All the rumors she had heard about the virility of the species filled her noggin with a bevy of cliches. She began to like the idea.
Vanessa still pawed at her massive tits and she could see Johnny and the buck out of the corner of her eye as the tongue worked her over good.
It was the first time that Randy had ever kissed a woman before. It was a pleasurable experience, to say the least, though she doubted any other woman had a tongue like this one.
My God, she's as hot as I am. I must remember this agency in the future. Nothing but professional lovers. What a cast of characters.
The thought struck her that if the black dude had as much of a length between his legs as Johnny she would go crazy and take a shit or drop dead on the spot.
The vamp pulled away from her.
"Hello, Randy. I'm Vanessa and this is Patrice, and of course you know Johnny."
Randy got a look at her for the first time. She was a stunning whore. She was dark skinned and her face and mouth were blushed and painted red.
She had deep, black eyes that were huge in her large, white sockets that seemed to be swimming in sperm. Her lids were a lovely blue.
She was wearing an open-vee blouse that practically bared all of her ample tits. Her long and chunky legs were painted in a skin-tight red leather pair of slacks.
All her nails were a fiery red and her outfit was accented with a heavenly pair of open-toed high, black heels that made her large appearance even more awesome.
Her hair was long, black and full and swept off her head like a blue streak. Her hot nipples showed through the tight blouse and she was ready to go.
Keeping her eyes glued to the vivacious Vanessa she made her way toward the casually dressed Johnny and had to get at that prick.
Johnny let her grope at his roomy crotch and then pull down the zipper and with shaky, sweaty hands pull his massive member out of its nest.
She had only seen the snake a few hours before but still she gasped at the feel of the sturdy flesh and the sight of the obscene tool.
Vanessa was smiling and making her own way toward the blase. Patrice who was acting interested and aloof like he had been through this a million times before.
Randy was running the flesh through her anxious, green-tipped fingers. But one of her eyes was watching the writhing Vanessa as she took her blouse off.
She had a startling beautiful body that made Randy gush and work harder on Johnny's tool. Then she saw a red-tipped claw search inside the black man's pants.
When Randy caught sight of the big, fish-like cock of the black Patrice she had to do a double take. Vanessa's big mouth snapped on it instantly.
By straining her fabulous gape wide open she was able to take most of the black prick into her cavernous mouth and wet it good and proper.
Randy bent low and did-likewise while Johnny dropped his pants to the floor and unbuttoned and removed his shirt.
Vanessa had managed to gulp the black instrument down her throat and was teasing the balls with her big lips and cupping them with her pretty hands.
Randy was sucking on Long John's dick and getting an eyeful at the professional lovers off to the side of her. Her green fingernails scratched Johnny's ass.
She would be drunk with cock and come before this day was over. She didn't even want to think of the two tremendous sized cocks for she'd lose concentration.
And she wanted to impress Johnny. And she wanted to have a good go at that black fish before the day was up too. And the lovely
Vanessa had turned her on.
Slowly the two sucking couples inched their way to the center of the room and were finally standing side by side. The women were slobbering over both stately cocks.
Vanessa was on her haunches with her two, high-heeled feet firmly on the floor and she attacked the black prick. Her cunt gaped open and her ass-hole was bared.
Randy was on one knee so she could be in a good position to watch the couple in front of her while sucking like a maniac on Johnny's rising prick.
She hummed and murmured when she felt the stupendous shaft stiffen and begin to grow to that magnificent size. Vanessa had her prick gobbled down her throat.
But when she finally let up for a second and let it out of her mouth, Randy gasped at the realization that the cock was bone-hard.
It was just that you couldn't see it because Vanessa had it buried deep-throat style down her cavernous throat. She snapped it back down.
Both women's nipples were bloated to the max and now Johnny's cock joined the legions of surging blood by making its way to a zenith.
Vanessa let the huge pole out of her mouth so her tongue could lap every inch of it and then suck both big balls into her spacious mouth.
When she bared her teeth to bite the staff, they were gleaming and darling, the most marvelous set of even choppers Randy ever lay eyes on.
But she was busy mauling Johnny's dick all over her face, mouth and tis and scratching his tail and ass with her luscious fingernails.
Vanessa paused to watch Randy's green painted lips encircle the tremendous staff and revel in the sight of the lusty color on the hard, white cock.
She went back to Patrice's dick with a vengeance and gulped it whole. Slowly she sucked between her lips the last few inches and just his balls dangled free.
She licked it bone-dry of her spit and left it bobbing in the air and teasing it with kisses and scratches of her long, red nails.
The sight of the two tremendous and bloated cocks were driving both women mad with passion and the lusty men began to play with them.
They pulled them off their dicks and refused to let them have it. The object was to get the two women to make love to one another.
And they reacted in a flash. Unable to get their hungry mouths on those delectable cocks they went at each other with a passion.
Standing up they met in the center of the room and bashed their big tits together and the nipples met head on and irritated one another.
Vanessa let Randy stick her lusty tongue clear down her throat and groped with a dainty finger for her flowery cunt that was dripping wet.
When Randy felt her finger delve into her hot hole, she let Vanessa fall back on the floor and she attacked her tits with her ravenous mouth.
She sucked on the nipples and let them pop out of her mouth with heavy, loud snaps of her green lips and Vanessa writhed like a slut.
She spread her legs wide and her fabulous cunt showed through the tight, red leather pants and she strummed her clit through the garment with straffing runs of her red-fingered claws.
Randy moved her head down to the laminated cunt and licked, lapped and sucked on the gash through the tight garment. Vanessa spread wider.
She turned about. She reached under and made sure her flowered cunt lips were fully spread for Vanessa to mouth by splitting her gash open with her lovely fingers.
Vanessa's big tongue gulped her cunt and then darted up the hole and Randy's hair stood on end from the fabulous lapping vibration.
She kept her pretty face buried in the red crotch and worked on her gash with mouth and hands through the tight, red leather.
The men came over and rubbed their hard dicks on Vanessa's face and Randy's flanks. Then the black stud came in front of Randy and stuck his bloated prick in her mouth.
She moaned in delight and jerked the tough foreskin of the black snake while her mouth sought to engulf the tremendous mushroom tip.
It was impossible, so she licked every inch of his member with quick flecks of the tongue and mauled and bit the staff with her hot mouth.
Vanessa kept playing with her cunt with that luscious tongue of hers and was working a red-tipped nail inside her ass-hole and wriggling it up.
She was getting into that state of pure bliss where she had no idea what she was doing. All she knew was that she was dying for fucking.
The three professional lovers were driving her clear out of her mind. Johnny came in front of her and when she saw both massive cocks for her pleasure she nearly passed out.
like a demon she worked on both tools. It was impossible to mouth both at the same time. She darted from one to the other like a lizard and jerked both staffs like a mad woman.
Imagine both of these cocks in me! I would die, simply die. And that whore up my cunt is driving me crazy with that tongue of hers.
Randy could feel those big, red lips of hers grab onto her swollen clit and suck it between them with a fabulous pumping that made her wild.
She was moaning and slurping on those two cocks. Vanessa had a death grip on her hot clit and was sticking a finger in her gash plus the one up her ass.
"Ah, aaaaaaaaa . ... "
That was number one, she thought. There would be plenty to follow. Patrice was burying his tool in between her big tits and she had both Johnny's balls firmly in her mouth.
Vanessa pulled herself out from underneath the frantic threesome and writhed out of her tight pants and went to Randy's ass.
While the two cocks were massaging her tender face and tits, Vanessa split the luscious ass cheeks and darted her big tongue up Randy's ass-hole.
Randy jolted and panted and when she felt Vanessa's tongue, making its way in she went to town on both cocks, slurping and sucking them in tandem.
She arched her ass up and Vanessa spread the cheeks to the breaking point and wriggled her face in the crack of her ass and drove Randy up the wall.
She pulled on both cocks and switched off sucking the massive heads. They were glistening with spit and semen and she wet their balls shiny.
Randy didn't know where she was. All she knew was that there was a tongue worming its way delectably up her hot ass-hole.
And that there were two massive, hot cocks, one black, the other white, bobbing from their twitching hard-ons and her crazy maniacal sucking.
That was all she knew. Vanessa had a pretty finger running up, down, in and out of her steamy gash.
She was pistol hot.
She was building up to another blow. The two giant cocks in front of her were hard as poles and their foreskins were taut as leather.
They were driving her wild with their love-making. Well, wasn't that what she was paying for. Indeed, it wasn't hard to find good help these days.
That fucken slut Beth. Leave it to her to find the best fuck in the city. She should have asked her sooner about such things.
Her ass-hole was bared to the, wind. It gaped and stretched open because Vanessa's loving tongue had budded it and greased its walls.
Her cunt was stuffed with fingers and her clit was being twitched between two pretty, red nails and Vanessa now buried her long middle finger up Randy's ass.
The charge of her obscene penetration, plus the two bone-hard cocks bouncing off her mouth and face between groping hands made her blow again.
"Ooo, ah, ooo, oh, ah, aaaaaaaaaaaaaa....."
Her body was beet-red. The contrast between her lobster, lusty, wanton shade together with her green gloss made her an obscene spectacle of depravity.
Her knees wobbled and a spasm shook her clear down to her red high heels. The orgasm even rang through the vivacious curve of her dainty foot.
She was made for that black cock She pulled on it to tear it off but the force of her tugging barely registered on the massive monster.
Johnny was slapping her pretty face with his hard pole, banging it on her nose and ears and poking her head with it.
He ran it through her slutty, disheveled hair and she felt the hot shaft on her scalp. Her head was buried in cock and her senses reveled.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Vanessa ran her tongue from the tip of Randy's clit, along the crack and hole of her pussy, and didn't stop until her lips plastered themselves on her gaping ass-hole and sucked.
"Gaaaaaaaa . ... "
Randy held Johnny's cock and together with the black monster and futilely tried to bash both of them in her wild, snarling mouth.
She was livid and beside herself in neat. She was lost in a dream of lust. Her ass was being sucked out by a beautiful woman.
When were these two dudes going to fuck her! She was crazy for them. That black beast was driving her wild. Just look at it.
They moved back a foot or two so she had to make up her mind whether she wanted to keep eating their cocks or let Vanessa play with her bush and suck her ass out.
She was wild and crawled on the floor to get her hands and face back on those dicks but keep Vanessa working on her tender underparts that were blazing.
But when she moved an inch or two Vanessa wouldn't follow her. She had to lunge backward where Vanessa mauled her beautiful buns and set her tongue back to work.
Her big tits swayed back and forth and her nipples were an incredible bloated sight. Still, the men would not come forward.
Finally she decided that the cocks were too big a price to pay no matter how fabulously the ravishing Vanessa worked her tender parts.
She dove for those cocks, and now the men kept inching backward to keep her at bay from their magnificently swollen poles of pleasure.
Johnny looked at the writhing bitch who was glowing alternate shades of red and green from the delightful way she had made herself up.
Together with Vanessa they made a heavenly pair of lusty whores that had Johnny and Patrice's peckers bloated to the max and surging.
Patrice's bone-hard member was the first he had ever seen that matched the vigor and size of his own stately monster. He marveled at the sight the both of them made.
Together with the two writhing sluts they were a scene right out of hell. Botn women were crawling over to them with their heavy, bobbing tits whose nipples were hot and bursting.
Randy went directly to the rigid black fish and went to work on it with her massive tits that buried the shaft while her hands fondled his balls and her mouth slurped up the fiery cockhead.
Vanessa, a more controlled slut, and used to the insane scenes, licked Johnny's feet with her lascivious tongue and writhed her hands up nis legs with snake-like twirls.
He watched Vanessa swirl her swept-back hair over his loins and in a sensuous encirclement that made her tits bob capture his luscious dong in between her incredible lips.
Then slowly and with great laps of her tongue around the hard shaft her mouth began to swallow his huge snake whole. He watched in a trance.
His tool was being buried. It was bloated to the max, almost a foot long and her mouth was still gobbling it up. Her lips kept moving forward.
like a pump she sucked him down and Johnny's eyes rolled in his head. It was the hottest, lustiest and most obscene display of sucking he'd ever seen.
He had women do him over in groups. But nothing matched the sensuous way this not slut was gobbling up his foot-long, bone-hard cock down her sweet throat.
Just when he thought she had hit rock bottom, that her tract had enough, she braced herself for more and kept those lips sucking up his shaft.
There was drool flowing out the sides of her mouth that only made her look more voluptuous than ever as the tool kept being sucked inexorably in.
She looked at him with sex-drugged eyes. There was a mere two inches left of his massive cock that her cavernous mouth hadn't fully buried.
He grabbed her swept-back black and shining hair and balanced on his feet for leverage. Then he harpooned his dick in.
For a minute her eyes bulged out like she was being strangled and in trouble Then her fabulous body molded around it and she murmured like a devil.
There was nothing left but his big set of heavy balls. Her big, red lips were sucking with fish kisses on the thick base of his massive cock.
He could feel the walls of her throat pulsing against his rock-hard tool and making him spasm in short-semen oozing convulsions.
She was content to let it sit there and rest deep down her throat as her tongue lapped the shaft and her teeth and lips nibbled at the base.
Her hands squeezed his balls hard. Then they kneaded his sweet ass and her pretty nails found his ass-hole and played with it and it budded.
Randy was on her back being titty-fucked by the Jamaican superstar who had made his name in every snow house in the red-light district.
Added to his collection of white women now was the head mobster's daughter who many times before had actually been his boss.
Of course, unbeknownst to Randy, her father had made his fortune as the kingpin of such illegal acts as porn shows and movies.
In fact, her father had even had a piece of Vanessa. The bar that Harry Lance had stolen her from belonged to him. There was a price on Harry the Hat's head.
But as Patrice laid his hot shank between her meaty tits, daddy was the last, thing on the writhing slut's mind. She mouthed the cockhead whenever it came her way.
Her head bobbed up to get a taste of the semen rushing out the bloated tip whenever a jerking jolt brought his staff near her eager, green lips.
Johnny watched the fabulous sight of her whorish-colored mouth against the ebony black texture of Patrice's monster as she clamped her big tits around it.
Together with those nails against the dark pole, it made quite an alluring contrast that stiffened his cock a little more inside the vacuumous opening of Vanessa's incredible mouth.
Finally, Johnny felt his balls tighten and knew that if he stayed buried up to his balls down her throat he'd blow his whole show.
With two or three fantastic jerks he extricated his cock from the warm prison and Vanessa feverishly clutched at it as it dribbled streams of her spit.
Patrice was also well-versed in the art of driving women past the brink of passion and he pulled off Randy in a flash and left her panting and groping.
Vanessa dived on top of the writhing woman and kissed her full on her green lips and drove her seamy tongue down her hot throat.
Randy held her close and tried to mold her to her body as each of their sensitive parts mashed against the others and fueled their lust.
Vanessa kept working her way down the blonde's beautiful body and then picked up her dainty hands and sucked the green tips in her voluptuous mouth.
Randy watched her and squealed and then Vanessa cupped her tits and dove in. She squeezed them roguishly and brought the nipples full out.
She sucked one, then the other until Randy's eyes rolled in her head and took both nipples which her cavernous mouth nearly sucked off.
Randy couldn't believe how Vanessa worked her breasts over. Both nipples were teethed and sucked till breaking at the same time and she gasped.
Slowly she worked her tongue down her heaving belly and paused at the naval to make love to that with her sweet, thick, long tongue.
Randy knew she was going to dive on her gash in a moment. Her breaths were hard with anticipation and then Vanessa snapped her mouth on her bloated clit.
Her movements were quick as a cat's and even though Randy was expecting it the swiftness of the attack on her open gash took her by surprise.
Her face, tits, ass, and cunt were on fire. They glowed red. She caught the heels of her red shoes and spread-eagled her cunt to the wind so Vanessa could have full play.
After clamping on her clit and sucking and gently teasing it until she was wild, she chewed her succulent cunt lips and drove Randy up the wall.
In another quick maneuver Vanessa plopped her luscious ass globes on Randy's lovely, whorish face and dug her cunt into it with heavy slapping sounds.
Randy was desperately trying to get her mouth on that vivacious gash but the bobbing vamp wouldn't keep still and she became frantic.
She let go off her heels but kept her legs obscenely spread to breaking and steadied those luscious globes in front of her face and lashed her tongue inside the writhing whore's cunt.
Vanessa let out a blood-curdling howl of delight, then went back down to work over good and proper Randy's dangling clit which she parted open with her luscious red nails. The men watched them appease one another and ran their dicks over their fiery bodies to kept the staffs taut and sharpen their creative edge.
It was the first time Randy had ever tasted cunt and she was wild over it. Vanessa's huge hole was awe-inspiring She must have been fucked constantly since puberty.
Randy made love to that gash and licked it clean of every succulent dew drop that pooled in the spacious gash and dripped out.
Her juice was delectable and Vanessa swirled her sensuous hips so that her cunt could feel every inch of the fire of the probing tongue.
She attacked Randy's bloated clit. She sucked on it constantly and never let it out of the pull of her vacuumous mouth.
The men had enough of the hot display and took their places. Patrice took his pole-like whang to Vanessa's face.
His object was Randy's gaping cunt, but as soon as the whore sensed its presence those magnificent jaws snapped on it with a passion.
He pulled her shank of black hair and pushed it away long enough to get the tip of his ebony bone in the spread-eagled cunt of the slut she had been mouthing.
When Johnny brought his staff in front of Randy's lapping face, she groped for it like a bitch in heat. He let her jerk the tight skin.
Randy directed it into Vanessa's teeming hole that she had just sucked out. She could feel the black dick making its way up and splitting her insides.
She panted, hushed and gushed but kept her legs spread to the max and with lovely green-tipped fingers and flushed red face directed Johnny's tool home.
Her hand gripped the metal-like shaft and plunged it in with a darting stroke that made Vanessa squeal yet buck back to get more of the hot cock.
Randy gasped in pleasure and amazement as she had the perfect bird's eye view to watch that huge lance spear the writhing whore and burrow relentlessly in.
Vanessa was gasping and writhing and Randy's eyes bulged out watching Johnny's cock keep burying itself up that snapping snatch and never stop.
She was in a trance from the spectacle when a tremendous jolt from the cock up her gash banged itself halfway home.
She was trying to concentrate on both cocks at once. Patrice held her legs gaping apart and prepared for the final plunge that would bury his monster in her womb.
Johnny's cock was still incredibly making its long way in Vanessa's deep snatch. Another few inches and he'd be buried up to his balls.
Slowly his cock sawed through Vanessa's cunt like a burning poker and then finally came to rest when his balls dangled against her twitching cunt lips.
Vanessa was breathing hard enjoying the full flavor of the magnificent dick buried inside her womb as her whole body sucked it in.
The next thing Randy felt was her cunt break open from Patrice's last plunge that hit paydirt. The head banged in her womb and his big balls brushed her cunt lips.
Both women were impaled to the limit. Their bodies were buried in cock and all they could do was let their mouths gape open and wait for the spasms to die down.
When they did, Randy licked the giant set of balls that brushed her nose and mouth and licked them in a fit of passion brought on by the cock up her gash.
Vanessa was running her luscious tongue on the top of the black staff as it made its way in and out of Randy's gulping snatch.
Both women were immersed in cock and snapped with their mouths as well as their torn-open gashes to revel in the taste of meat.
Johnny was working a slow motion on the writhing Vanessa exactly because she wanted it harder. She bucked backwards but his strong hands on her dark, meaty ass kept her in check.
Randy, on the other hand, had the smaller of two cunts, so that was the one that was chosen to be reamed out good and proper by a thundering cock.
Randy didn't care if they ripped her in two. As long as she could get her hot rocks off she was happy. She spread her legs wider.
When Patrice's cock was buried bone-deep, Vanessa mouthed the swollen clit in front of her pretty face and teethed and sucked it real hard.
Randy's cunt lips were spasming. A terrific blow was building up inside her. Johnny was still working that crazy, slow fucking motion on Vanessa.
Randy ran her tongue from the base of his fabulous balls, along the rock-hard shaft, and then when it buried itself inside the hot cunt she snapped on Vanessa's stretched out clit.
The wave struck Randy and her spread-eagled legs tightened up and the muscles strained through the fabulous flesh of her beautiful body.
She meanly bit Vanessa's clit and Johnny started to pump harder. Then he let go of her bulbous buttocks and gave the slut free play.
When Vanessa felt his hands leave her butt she went crazy on that dick. She whammed into him with all her ample weight while Johnny stood his ground.
Patrice was laying into Randy with everything he had, stretching her cunt walls to breaking and contorting her cunt into a new shape.
She begged for him to give it to her harder. "Oh, fuck me Patrice. Fuck me hard, do you hear."
She waited for his response. His strokes were long and full of speed. The tip of his massive cock came all the way out and then he buried it to the balls
But Vanessa was fucking like a wild woman and her juices were spraying all over Randy and making her livid. Then Johnny stood on both feet.
Vanessa shot her ass up and spread her cheeks with her lovely hands. Johnny took dead aim on her gash with his fabulous pecker and fired home.
He whammed into her with terrific force that made her dark flesh jiggle and her big tits bounce and flail out in every direction. It was wild.
Patrice took his wet dick out of Randy to make Vanessa more crazy by having her clamp her big, hot, risque-red mouth on the turgid tool.
"NO! Give it back to me you bastard ... you NIGGER!"
That was the cue Patrice was waiting for. He slapped her cunt with his big paw which nearly drove her to close her spread-eagled legs.
But nothing short of a vise grip could've done that. He waved his bone-hard black fish that was glistening from juice and spit and pierced back.
He drove his pole right through Randy. Her eyes were back in her flashy lids and the whites showed through small slits. Her mouth was drooling.
Up above Vanessa was having her pipes cleaned by one thunderous blow after another. The mighty whore fought for leverage so she could bounce back into the blows.
The four were fucking like wild demons. They were lost in a reverie of lust and the four of them were about to blow the roof off the stately house.
Each cock came totally out of the hungry snatch it was embedded in only to plunge back in with a great slapping blow of the heavy sac of balls against gaping cunny lips.
The women shrieked as the cocks banged inside their wombs. Then they let out air when the men withdrew only to shriek once again when the monster plunged back in.
It was a wild scene that fogged up the large picture window in the living room and even the windows of the French doors off to the side.
But all Mrs. Cravitz had to do, the nosey next door neighbor, was rub the sleeve of her-housedress against the window fogged by her bated breath and she could still see in.
She was aghast at the spectacle of human lust, though a little tingle of excitement could not help but burst in her clit and shoot through her dried-up cunt.
My God, so this is what she does when her husband's away on business. The poor man, no wonder why they argue day and night.
But back inside the room, the thoughts running through the boiling Randy's fevered head were not those of her poor husband, indeed.
She was being mashed to death by a whale of a cock while she sucked on the swollen clit of the vamp writhing on top of her.
Her ass was red from the whacking Patrice was giving it as he whammed his cock up her splitting gash and burned her womb to fragments.
When Vanessa took hold of her bloated clit in her luscious mouth, she exploded in a writhing orgasm that made her body become a piece of clay and grip around the cock that was reaming her.
Her spasming cunt clutched his dick and she tried to suck it up her though her legs were spread to the wind and were paralyzed in place from her pleasure-racked vibrations.
Vanessa could see her cunt lips twitch in orgasm and sucked her clit like a wild woman and nearly bit it completely off.
Patrice didn't let up a second with his thunderous blows. Her orgasm was now in her belly and in a tremendous bolt covered her tits in a flaming aura.
Her body was shaking uncontrollably and she rode it through and flew into ecstasy on the cock that was playing her body like an instrument.
She grabbed hold of Vanessa's meaty ass and pulled it down so that her vibrating mouth could engulf her swollen clit as Johnny rammed her mercilessly.
She felt her twitching buttocks and gripped harder. She mashed herself against Johnny's dick and came in short, trumpet-like blurts. Her cunt dilated and jolted.
Johnny pulled out his massive instrument and darted the wet tip into Randy's straining mouth. She felt his gism on her tongue and her mouth welled-up with scum.
She kept swallowing but her mouth couldn't accept the full charge and oodles of sperm dripped out of her fiery, green-painted lips and onto her face and neck.
Johnny took his pole-snake out of her clutching jaws in time to dump a few ferocious loads of batter on her pretty eyes and cheeks.
Her face was drenched in sperm and her mouth filled to the brim as he wiped his big dick on her soppy face and she gasped, swallowed, lapped and sucked.
Vanessa pulled clear off them. She wrested Patrice's cock from Randy's sucking cunt and put her head on the floor.
She strained her mouth open as far as it would go. Her long, thick tongue dried in the wind as it probed as far as it would come out.
Patrice dangled his bone-hard, ebony pole right above her gaping mouth and took aim at the huge target that awaited his steamy load.
His first shot missed the mark and landed across part of her nose and upper lip. Randy brushed the come from her eyes to view the spectacle.
Vanessa dare not move her tongue to lap up the precious load for another full-loaded charge burst forth from the mushroom tip.
This one fell directly into the cavernous opening of her mouth. Still she did not move a muscle and Patrice edged closer to her.
He stood with his pulsating dick now right above her straining mouth and emptied bevy after bevy of hot scum into her lovely mouth.
It seemed like it would never stop. Vanessa's big mouth was teeming with white goo and it actually was filled to brimming.
Randy was beside herself from the obscene discharge and crab-like crawled over to witness the event from a closer vantage point.
Her big mouth was totally filled with sperm.
Randy dove on the giant, twitching black snake and licked off the heavy gobs that had formed on the underbelly.
Vanessa snapped that big mouth closed and staring everyone dead in the eye, swallowed the copious load down her throat and flicked at the corners of her mouth with a sperm-painted tongue.
Everyone was amazed at the succulent display. The charge that had missed her mouth and hung off her nose was now put away by that fabulously thick, snake-like tongue.
Randy cleaned Patrice's prick which she was able to mouth now that it had deflated a little from the tremendous blow and savored every bitter drop.
Vanessa sucked on Johnny's wet pole and kept it buried in her steamy mouth like a popsicle until she was sure there was no more scum to be had.
The men strutted about with their whippy, half-hard mammoth pricks that were clean as a whistle inside and out.
Vanessa went to Randy and tongue kissed her hard. Her tongue probed inside like she was looking to draw out some vestiges of scum.
Randy fell to the floor and let the lascivous bitch work her face and mouth over with that powerful tongue that seemed to lash her.
The men watched and sat down on the couch next to one another to give their fiery cocks a rest and watch the antics of the writhing women.
Vanessa's wonderful tongue was working Randy back up into a fit and soon she was groping for the heavy dark jugs whose nipples were still bloated.
She clasped the slinky whore to her and met her kisses with hot probes of her own tongue and each mauled the other's tits.
The room was covered in the dank odor of their hot flesh and the bitter residue of the pails of sperm they had lapped up.
The windows were completely fogged. There was no chance anyone could ever see through them now, no matter how curious.
Which was just as well you see. Because Mrs. Cravitz would have found it hard to view anything even if she had been blessed with telescope eyes.
She had watched the entire show. Her eyes had bulged out so they almost stuck to the glass. But now they were closed and she rested peacefully.
Because Mrs. Cravitz had passed out. The moment Vanessa had gupled down Patrice's gallon of come she saw stars and her knees buckled.
The women kept loving one another until they seemed as one beast burning up in a fiery lustful glow that kept the men warm.
The women's frantic love-making was incredibly raising their tools back to working order. The blood lurched and jolted their spent cocks.
Perhaps Vanessa's claw-like fingers digging into Randy's spread gash was bringing them to boil. Or maybe it was the way she ran a long finger in and out of that ass-hole.
No matter, Randy was just chewing on the lovely, dark boobs that were nestled in her face. Her green-tipped fingers cupped and mauled them.
Randy rolled over on the satin sheets that daddy had bought her for the luxurious king-sized bed and smiled while rubbing her tits.
It was eight o'clock in the morning of a radiant Sunday and she felt in tip-top shape, the best shape in her life.
She reached over and turned about and felt the soft fluff of the downy pillow as it mashed her tender, fluffy bulbs.
Aaaaaaaa ... What a feeling! To be well-fucked with rabid cocks like those two had to offer was the only life worth living.
She grabbed the phone with her green claws and dialed the number of her best friend, Beth. She had to tell her what happened.
The phone rang a good ten times. She was probably out cold.
"Mmmmmphmmf..who..who is it?"
"Beth, it's me Randy."
"Hi doll. What gives?"
Randy heard her yawn and then the grunting questionings of the man in bed with her.
"Got company I hear."
"You didn't call me to tell me my habits, did you."
"No, of course not. Remember the escort the other night?"
She could feel Beth practically roll out of bed and hear the plop of her heavy, bobbing silicone tits.
It wasn't long before she had dropped the dude. She was fascinated by the call of men her new form had attracted.
"How did it go? Tell me all about it."
Randy ran through the first part. The part when Vanessa had swallowed Patrice's huge load of come that drenched her luscious mouth.
She told her about what happened after that. When the two dudes had dorked them around the living room by holding them.
She had a death grip on the black cock with her loins. Patrice held her off her high-heeled feet and dorked her in mid-air. She clutched him close with her lovely legs.
He had a fierce grip on her luscious ass with his big, powerful black hands and laid into her with his stalk.
Johnny was pulverizing Vanessa in the same fashion. The two studs dorked them clear up the stairs and into the bedroom.
Where they carried on in front of the mirror and their eyes could drink in the fabulous sight of their fucking.
They could see the cocks delve into them and feel the bone-hardness bury itself deep in their sucking wombs.
They brought the two women back to back and laid into them with the full weight of their strokes-boom, BOOM!
. Vanessa reached her writhing mouth around and with that fabulous tongue looked for Randy's face so they could kiss and fuck.
They kissed and watched one another through the mirror and the fine contrast of the dark and white fucking bodies.
Combined with the whorish paint that covered the women's hands and faces, they made a fabulous display in front of the mirror.
Randy could see that black tool spread her red cunt lips and lose itself in the creamy white flesh of her thighs.
Also, Johnny was reaming Vanessa good and proper while using those gorgeous ass globes for a human handle.
His bloated pecker wormed its way inside her tender body and the vamp went crazy on the tool like it was her first fuck.
It could only be one of a thousand for that bloodthirsty harlot. Both could see the huge sacs hanging from them.
Their cocks buried them to the hilt and they held on to the muscular frames for dear life and squealed like stuck pigs.
The sight of them in their high-heels made both the men and women more livid and they bounced and fucked around the room.
Vanessa was begging Johnny to split her in two. That's when the craziest thing of all happened and she edged closer to the phone. "Tell me, Randy, what did he do?"
"He took a running leap...."
"Yes, go on."
"And landed on the bed with her."
"Oh God.. "
"And her head snapped back.. "
"Yes, yes, go on."
"And only the whites of her eyes were showing."
"OH God, more. MORE!"
"And he whammed into her like an animal...."
"Oh, oh.. "
"And she begged him to fuck her ass."
"Don't tell me she let him do it?" Randy held her trump card for last."
"You're damn right. He did it to me the day before!"
"Oh God. I think I'm spasming." The man in her bed, Randy could tell from his remarks, was fiercely interested.
"Beg off, Frank, I'll be with you in a minute."
"What's with him?"
"He's getting worked up and pawing my tits."
"Do you want to hear the rest."
"Please. PLEASE!"
"They're coming over today for another go 'round. Want to be here?"
"Don't kid with me, love. You're serious."
"Sure am. Can you be here at twelve."
"On the button."
"Bring the dude next to you. Okay."
"You bet."
This was a day that was sure to get even the promiscuous Beth Mazelle panting in heat.
That is, once she got a good look at Johnny.
Randy herself was still queasy from yesterday's activities. She felt like she had been in a sexual training session.
Yes, that was it. It was like being schooled in the art of sex by three masters who had written the book on the subject.
They were all young, horny and eager. What better combination could better serve to fuel their creative love-making.
Her thoughts drifted to how that black buck had played her body like it was an instrument or something with his massive prick.
She had wrapped her legs around him with such a fierce hold that he had trouble finding enough slack to ream her properly.
But to feel his huge whang buried up her womb was enough of a delight. She looked down at her ravaged pelvis area.
The soft blonde hair of her snatch was fresh and fluffy. She felt inside her gash. It was sore and still soppy.
She eased herself out of bed and made her way to the bathroom to draw a hot bath that would help to take the sting out of her wounds.
She was slightly bruised around the shoulders and waist from whfro the powerful Patrice had gripped her.
Though the bruised areas were sore they were nonetheless a pleasant reminder of the previous days insane fucking.
She eased into the warm water and let out a sigh of delight as she felt the soothing wetness lap at her cunt and heal it. She expected Johnny, the black stud, Vanessa, her best friend Beth, and of course her mate or whomever she decided to bring.
The would make six people. She was still in a fury of lust and intending to have her best day yet. Sunday her soul would shine.
Her three paid lovers would have to be sharp because she was dishing out dough and they were forced to put out.
Beth and her man would drift into the orgy, she was sure, with a cool ease. Her friend was no blushing maid when it came to sex .When they came, the three women would surely freak out.
The thought of the three couples fucking was getting Randy excited. The images flashed in her head and her nice nipples rose up.
She controlled herself to keep her strength for the days activities. She relaxed her muscles and her arms floated.
She was dreaming of the future. Her spent body was a charged nerve tingling with anticipation. How could she seduce them today?
Her green nails would have to go. Perhaps, purple or red. She groped in her mind for the perfect color combination.
To keep in step with her lovers required a different approach every day. They were professionals and demanded different roles. Under such conditions her whole body was a pleasure tool. The key was in dressing properly and with the right touch.
She dried herself and walked into the bedroom and pulled out the bottom dresser drawer. She found the garment she was looking for.
It was a pair of black garters. Along with her silvers heels it would make a delightful combination. Then an idea came to her.
Why not keep her fingernails green and her toes red. Then apply green rouge to her cheeks and color her lips a flaming red.
She would switch the color combination to a new orchestration. Each part of her outfit would be a running theme.
Some of it would represent the events of the last two days. The garters would be the new addition and a symbol of further wanton behavior. In truth, the men had come to expect her complete co-operation in any of their endeavors. She was a willing partner.
In everything. They made her wild for their hard cocks and she lost her identity. She was a sex part of incredible power.
Her pleasure was in being the slave of those mighty snakes. They were unbelievable manifestations of her primitive lusts.
They brought out the beast in her. And the fact that they were aware of their power made the attraction even more powerful.
It was as if they knew they were gods and acted accordingly. It was their talent and they played it to the hilt.
They were modern satyrs. They were born to fuck and make women their slaves. The women willingly submitted. It was destiny. She dressed herself in the outrageous garb she had imagined and slinked downstairs to the living room to await their arrival.
The bell rang and like a well-trained reflex her clit tingled. That sound meant that the show was about to begin. Her passion mounted.
She made it to the door with heavy breaths and paused a second to enjoy a quick spasm of delight. She tore the door open.
Johnny wore a tight pair of cut-down jeans that gripped his muscular thighs and molded around the huge bulge of his incredible penis. He was wearing an open vest that showed off his magnificent chest. His muscles rippled under the garment.
She took her eyes off of him only to dare a glance at the barbaric Patrice. He wore a tight pair of jeans and Western boots.
A leather vest flapped open and slapped against his bronze flesh. Randy knew then that the sight of Vanessa would be mind blowing.
The whore teetered on high white heels and an Afro-style haircut framed her startling face, her black eyes twinkling like a cat's.
She wore a purple gown made of satin that whispered in the cool breeze and barely covered her brazen body.
With her hips thrust out, the diagonal slash running from bust to knee practically bared one breast and the nipple was hard.
Randy dropped her hand from the door knob and in a trance-like state allowed the three of them to brush past her.
Vanessa closed the door. Randy was riveted in place. The sight of the three of them, knowing what they meant, paralyzed her.
Now the fucking could begin. Nobody as yet had said a word. It wasn't necessary because they each read one another's minds perfectly.
She was paying them to fuck her. It was strictly business and they knew how she liked it. One more duty to perform.
That attitude made her feel more like a thing than even the way they fucked her. Her body glowed in flames of anxiety for the three of them.
Vanessa was all smiles and approached her. Her fabulous teeth were rimmed in the glossy glow of her white lipstick.
Her eyelids were done in the same white gloss. It contrasted voluptuously with her dark complexion and made her mouth look bigger.
She put her arms around Randy's neck and rubbed her nose against hers while pouting her lips and brushing her exposed nipple against Randy's tit.
Randy strained her mouth open so that Vanessa's mouth and tongue had clear play down her throat when she kissed her.
Vanessa took her face away from her and wriggled her body up and down Randy while keeping her arms on her neck.
Then she attacked Randy's mouth with her big trap and swept her juicy tongue in and out of the gap while her body writhed.
Randy was incensed with Vanessa's brazen maneuver. She ripped off her dress in one fell swoop and groped for her tits.
Her palms played with the dark tips and her green claws scratched and mauled the meaty flesh and dug in.
That tongue was all the way down her throat and choking her. She pulled Vanessa to her and forced their faces together.
As yet, the men hadn't taken off their clothes. They were sitting on the couch content to watch the woman make love.
Vanessa kept leading Randy backwards to the lounge chair. She tumbled her on it and writhed down to Randy's cunt.
Licking her belly and creamy thighs, she teethed the garters and snapped them against the flesh. Randy opened wide.
She threw her legs out and strained them up into the air. She raised her ass up and split her cunt with her hands.
The men watched her writhing motions which were designed to entice them. Her gaping cunt pointed towards them.
Then Vanessa snapped her mouth on the gash and it was hidden from view. Randy squealed a high-pitched shriek.
She knew it was coming but that fabulous mouth had always had a way of fooling her. It swallowed her cunt lips.
Then she bobbed her head and lapped the entire length of the beautiful blonde's cunt pausing to flick at the clit.
Her mouth encircled it and sucked in the nub and then quickly drew it out again. Playing with it like that made Randy livid.
She was shaking her ass and slapping her gash into Vanessa's pretty face. The woman licked her slice with relish.
Vanessa turned her over and directed her ass up. Randy stretched open the crack of her ass baring both holes.
Her cunt budded open from the sucking and now the vamp worked on her ass-hole. That tongue played with the rim.
Then Vanessa took to it like a bear takes to honey and lapped the budding rim and darted her tongue up it.
She took a good grip on Randy's two ass flanks. Four hands strained the hole open. Vanessa's tongue kept darting in and out.
Randy wanted to say something but she couldn't. Her lips formed the words but nothing came out but hot gasps.
She was being cleaned out by the lascivious vamp that ate her hole with such passion you'd think she was being paid a million dollars for it.
It was worth fifty bucks a minute, much less fifty an hour. Vanessa's tongue was buried in her ass and two fingers up her cunt.
The men could see Vanessa's mouth rim the stretched-out hole that was stuffed with her luscious tongue:
The blood began to stir up in the men and their cocks lurched from the vivacious vamp's fevered sucking of Randy's ass-hole.
She was moaning from the pleasure which made Vanessa increase her efforts and dig her tongue even deeper into Randy's hole.
Randy strummed her own clit while the two fingers ran in and out of her gash. Her parts were tingling. She was ready to blow.
First her voice rose up and then it stopped short. Her orgasm stuck in her throat and issued in short trumpet blasts.
"Eiiiiiii, eih, eih, eih,eih, ah, oh.. "
Johnny had never heard such a lustful snort of pleasure and he had heard them all. Vanessa's tongue drove her wild.
Her flanks convulsed while her cunt lips twitched and formed around the two pumping fingers ferociously digging in.
Her ass-hole was hidden from view and Venessa's cheeks were drawn in as she sucked the beautiful blonde's ass clean out.
Patrice was definitely showing signs of getting a bone-on. He moved in his seat to take some pressure off his swelling cock.
Vanessa whisked her mouth off Randy's wet ass-hole and plunged two fingers deep and suddenly down the brown shaft.
When Randy felt the two claws play and tear inside her ass she drooled and groaned a crazy howl of pain and delight.
Vanessa was incensing the men by ripping into that hole with such force. The sight of the tender area being treated like clay made them livid.
Randy was being strummed like a plaything to the delight of all present and the air took on a lusty atmosphere.
The windows were fogging again. The room was filled with Randy's grunts of joy and Vanessa's soothing utterings.
"That's it, Randy, pump into me. Wiggle it."
Randy's moan were hoarse and raspy. Her voice was scratchy from her high-pitched shrieks and had lost its edge.
Her flanks were spasming beyond her control from the swift penetration that had caught her off guard. . She was pierced.
Her gaping gash twitched in excitement from the rear entry. When her spasm stopped Vanessa plunged deep, in and out.
To the men it seemed like a fluffy piece of dough was being kneaded and poked. But it was Vanessa's claws digging into a raw ass.
Randy regained enough control of her spasming rectum to pump back into Vanessa's probing fingers and ride them.
The vision of of her obscene lust, wanting her hole clawed out like that, was a powerful jolt of energy that raised Johnny Longo's cock.
It came to life quickly like that when exposed to wanton states of passion, the kind the two women were exhibiting now.
Three fingers tore into the vulnerable hole and Johnny took out his prodigious cock. It was rising from the mere sight.
Without laying a finger on it, the snake rose up from the brazen display of the lust-driven women playing with themselves.
Patrice took Johnny's cue and removed his own surging rod that gleamed in ebony glow, like a fine tusk.
Randy turned her head and saw Vanessa's fevered face as she mauled her tender insides with three brutal fingers.
She caught sight of the rising snakes that were jumping from the pants of the two studs and her eyes squinted like a cat.
She was controlling them at a distance through her wild show of passion. She enticed them more by straining her ass up.
Vanessa kept tearing into her ass with three straffing red-tipped claws, and Randy brought her green-painted nails and rubbed them on her hot, red snatch.
She looked Johnny dead in the eye while she did it-as if to say, 'this is meant for you'-and pursed her lips.
He stood up and took of his pants and Randy lowered her head while keeping her eyes glued on him and gushed with excitement.
Vanessa tore in with reckless abandon. The sight of the two stanchions, and one of them approaching, fueled her lust.
Johnny brought his still-rising tool over to the split-open ass-hole. Vanessa removed her fingers to guide it in.
Randy felt the bloating mushroom tip massage her open hole. Vanessa mouthed the head and her ass-hole rim to grease the chute.
She spit heavy gobs of saliva on the two main organs and prepared Randy's ass for the fearful entry about to sting her.
Vanessa jerked the meaty staff of John's prick to keep the blood surging through it and get him hard as a rock.
When it was like that it was nearly a foot long. Always the object was to get John as hard as possible so one could enjoy it.
For he could fuck the shit out of a woman with half a cock as well. But women went wild on his prick so that was rarely the case.
They yearned to see exactly how big it was. It appeared that if a woman could be creative enough it would never cease to rise.
Johnny wondered often to himself whether anyone had ever gotten his cock as hard as it was possible for it to be.
The two sluts were really giving a good go at the record now. He had never risen to such a length so quickly.
With reckless abandon powered by all his weight that had made him the best tackle in the game he plunged his dick in.
Her hoarse cry of pain and delight lustfully filled the air and he kept shoving the monster in and piercing her.
He stopped about three quarters in only because her spasming insides rippled like waves on his truncheon and almost caused him to blow. !
That was the last thing he wanted to do. He had to keep control of his passion to enjoy the full flavor of this fuck.
The spasms stopped in her canal but her jiggling globes were still twitching of their own accord from the forceful entry.
Vanessa grabbed his ass and the both of them harpooned the willing, writhing whore to the balls with his massive cock.
She was frozen on the spot. Her ass was paralyzed in position and she felt if Johnny started to ream her in and out she'd flipped her lid.
It was unbelievable how much his cock filled her. It seemed to stretch so far inside her that she could taste it.
Much how like a drug hits one. It was like being injected with cock and being turned on to its fabulous power.
Neither one of them could move. They were bound in a magnetic attraction as their sensitive parts made electric love.
Johnny was a beast. Her clay flesh was at his command. He couldn't resist pile driving into her tender loins.
His snake filled her up the ass. Her hoarse cries became insane pleas for mercy but Johnny pumped harder when he heard that.
He impaled her from tip to stem. He made sure that all of his rock-hard cockhead came all the way out of her torn hole.
Before he plunged back in with a wicked thrust that brought every bit of air rushing out of her battered body.
Now she was pleading for him to do it harder.
"Johnny, harder, please. Harder, HARDer!'
He couldn't smash her any harder than he was. Every time his foot-long cock plunged in it banged with such ferocity he thought he surely split her.
But the bitch kept moving back into him. She wanted more of his cock. She couldn't help herself and gave way to the beast.
She sucked that hard pole into her ass by contracting her torn walls around it and gripping it into her.
There was a certain bone crunching she could feel whenever that monstrous pecker banged home to the hilt right up to his balls.
She swore she was being broken in two, like a wishbone. She was dizzy, out of her skull with cock, and imagined that Johnny wanted to do just that.
Split her in two while making a wish. Her insides were becoming a soppy mush. His snake had mashed her sensitive parts.
The burning glow in her ass began its inexorable move along the crack of her ass-hole and then settled on her swollen clit.
A thunderous orgasm worked itself up within her. Bells were ringing in her head and she knew she had found her man.
Wherever she was she would be married to Johnny Longo. like many others, he had driven her to an untold height of passion few ever have the fortune to experience.
Those were real bells that were going off. When that cock pulled out of her it felt like her soft insides were coming out with it.
Those bells kept ringing. Her cunt was an aura of pleasure. His lance had plugged her bowels sending her underparts on fire. And those bells kept ringing and ring....
CHAPTER NINE
Beth kept ringing the bell and noticed the steam on the windows. She didn't make the connection until she saw the nude Vanessa answer the door.
She greeted the two guests into the house with a wave of her hand that indicated the area of the living room.
It was obvious why they had taken so long to answer the bell. Beth's knees buckled at the sight of the fucking couple.
A huge bone was ripping into Randy. Was that in her ass. By God, yes! It surely was. Look at Randy's beet red face.
In fact, every bulb on her body was lit up in the same red glow. Her tits were flaming and her ass globes blazed.
She was being turned on by a monstrous snake that whipped out to the stupendous mushroom tip and then whirled back in.
Randy's ass cheeks were split open. Her fleshy ass was a gooey dough that molded around the stately dick that speared her rectum.
Beth's blouse was open and she went to unbuckle her designer jeans. Her man, Frank, grabbed the vivacious Vanessa and kissed her long.
Without even saying hello. They went to work. Johnny was smiling at her. He winked and waved behind him to where Patrice was standing.
The black dude brought his weapon to bear and Beth rushed her pants and blouse off. The cock didn't look human.
Beth was partial to black dudes. But she had to watch her step in the nosey apartment building. Reputations spread fast.
Neighbors loved to hear stories about hot Jewesses that were mad for black cock. Every degenerate in the neighborhood would knock on her door.
On vacations to the Bahamas and such she had made sure that she latched on to a few black cocks to satiate her lusts.
Frank had a nice cock and he used it well. But nothing to compare to that hard black bone that swooped out at her.
It was pointing at her. Beckoning her to attend it. She kept flashing her eyes in amazement at its stupendous size.
She went toward it all the time crouching lower and lower as she made her approach. She fell on it.
She scratched the hard shiny black surface. The underbelly was bone-hard and made the huge tip curve at a small angle.
It gleamed in front of her. She knew it was too big to put in her mouth and she was frantic from not knowing what to do with it.
She brought it to her nose and sniffed it. She rubbed her painted face and played with the shaft with her red-tipped fingers.
The sharp and glossy glow of the fire red color contrasted with deep black shade of his cock's skin as her fingers played.
She felt like she was blowing into a flute and her hands were playing a tune. She strained her mouth and gulped down the tip.
Her tongue flicked on the huge head then she ran it up, down, over and around the staff until it was sopping wet.
It gleamed even blacker with her spit shining over it and both hands strummed the bone by sliding up and down.
Frank had the dark tramp draped over the back of the couch and was mashing his hard cock inside her gaping cunt hole.
Whenever the whim struck him he dove his pole up her ass for a stroke or two and then bolted back to her cunt folds.
It was a marvelous cunt. One of the best he ever fucked. It was big and spongy inside but the walls sucked you in.
That other dude looked familiar. He was dorking that gorgeous blonde with his big prick right up her luscious ass.
Frank took his cock out of Vanessa's sweet gash and concentrated on her bunghole. He rammed her with great strokes.
The flesh slapped together from both men ravaging the two women's ass-holes. They let them have it long and hard.
Beth had that fabulous tool drooling with her spit and getting it ready for her flowering gash that budded open.
like a horny animal she rolled over onto her hands and knees and grunted for the stud to slam his cock home.
She wriggled her ass up and spread her cunt with her red-tipped fingers to stretch her hole for the tremendous whang.
She felt the bloated member run up the crack of her cunt. It poked at her clit and the hot staff's top rubbed her lips.
It found her eager hole, that Frank had already reamed out various times during the previous night, and bored into her.
It filled her insides and she gasped. It became comfortable instantly and her lapping cunt drew it up her.
He stood on his feet and whammed the bone home. She groped underneath for his balls and cupped and fondled them.
She intended to draw as much come from them as they had to offer. She engulfed all of that black cock inside her.
Johnny was playing mean mind games with Randy. He took his cock all the way out and dangled the head on the palpitating hole.
Her hands groped back to force it back up her. Then Johnny took his time reentering her and eased in half way.
Her white ass formed around it and pumped to suck it in. John felt her spasms draw on his cock and pulled out. , He watched her hole convulse. It dilated. It was expanding and contracting at will begging him for his scepter of pleasure.
When it gaped open he stuck the lance back in and felt it rim his big cockhead and send thrills through his staff.
Her whole consciousness was in her ass. Her body was straining for the snake to roost itself back up her loins.
Her bones ached for it. The staff had become a long lost limb that she had finally discovered in the person of Johnny.
He played with her, drove her to the brink, threatening her with not getting his cock, leaving the big tip in.
To ease her frustration he dove halfway in and watched the flesh bulge around his massive cock like two pieces of clay.
A few strokes like that and he had incensed himself enough to pierce her to the limit and grab underneath for her big tits.
Beth saw nothing but his huge balls at that point. His weapon was lost in the sheath of Randy's ass and totally hidden from view. When he pulled out to fuck her with his pole, the full effect of the brutal penetration came home to the beholder.
Randy was trying to look around and look at her attacker. But her head would inevitably bend downward.
Her big tits flopped against her nose and her hair flew out in every direction. Her eyes were white slits.
Patrice kept his eyes on the luscious spectacle while he reamed out Beth. Frank could see both of the fucking couples.
The sight of their fabulous cocks boring holes in the two women made him go crazy on Vanessa. She pumped back into him. He began beating her ass with his hands. She let out a fierce howl and increased her rhythm to a fearful tempo. Frank slapped harder.
The three couples fucked like demons. Vanessa was acting like a demented chimp and Beth let out a moan of surrender.
She buried her head in her arms and raised her ass to the wind. This gave Patrice full access to her eager gash.
He pulverized her with heavy strokes. Beth put her hands on her tits and tweaked the nipples hard while pulling.
Randy was paralyzed. Johnny was ramming her and buckling her knees. In a flash he pulled out and spread the hole with his hands.
His First spurt went right in her gaping ass-hole. So did the second and the third until the canal began to fill up.
It dribbled out in gooey streams. His hot goo continued to pump in heaving spasms painting her hot loins.
The come oozed out the hole and down the crack of her cunt. A giant gob settled on her bloated clit. Beth began crawling over.
Keeping his dick buried bone-deep in her gash, with crab-like motions he inched the bitch over to the drenched Randy.
The gob was hanging precariously off, threatening to fall to the plush carpet and get lost in its fluffy folds.
Johnny hovered above Randy's come-scarred ass and squeezed his cock while jerking the elicit the last vestiges of his come.
Both Randy's holes were spasming as the warm goo plastered itself to her hot loins and streamed down her crack.
Beth groped her tongue to straining and captured the elongating string of scum that dangled off Randy's swollen clit.
The heavy gob fell on her eager tongue and she snapped the steamy elixir into her hot mouth and tasted its bitter sweetness.
She brought her face up and lapped Randy's flowery cunt of its bevy of sperm and dug out every drop.
Randy was still paralyzed in her brazen stuck-up-ass position. She was powerless to move. Her muscles and bones were riveted in place.
Beth tongued her hot snatch clean of come and then went to her sensitive ass-hole that was dilating of its own accord.
There was plenty of come bubbling out of the red opening. Come ran out of the budded hole and Beth licked it up.
Her tongue probed the ravaged hole. Every time it bolted in it came out with a load of come and eagerly swallowed it down. The tonguing made Randy spasm in one continuous vibration that kept her hole pumping out oodles of come into Beth's mouth.
When the tongue darted up her ravaged hole the walls gripped around it and pulled to suck it in. It wriggled deep inside her.
Beth was determined to drink every last drop of the sumptuous scum if she had to poke her tongue clear through to the bowels.
She left Randy to draw John's wet prick between her lips. She cleaned his still-hard shank clean of come.
She bolted up! There was a crazy thing happening to her. The black truncheon was making its way up her ass!
It was halfway up and her walls were wrapping around it before she realized what was happening. She had been drunk with come.
It had acted like a drug and relieved her from her senses. The pain was at first a warm glow no different from the the tingle in her clit.
But now as that pole threatened to split her in two the pain was clear as a bell. The violent penetration rang in her ears.
She dropped her mouth from the cock. She hung her head and her sweaty brown hair whipped at her face.
She raised her head and turned just long enough to get a living glimpse at the owner of the monstrous cock that was killing her.
It was all the way in her. She gasped in pain and amazement. The hard huge tip burned into her guts.
She swore she heard and felt a crack of bone somewhere along the line of the black snake's worming entry.
He was moving his hips from side to side. His cock was so bone hard that it didn't budge. Beth, on the other hand, was swept back and forth.
That cock was bouncing from side to side. It was making room, drilling into her so he could stretch it open and start pumping.
He sat on her ass and rode his pole that was stuck well-deep inside her. She arched her back in the proper position to accommodate him.
Frank was watching his trampy girlfriend taking it willingly up the ass by a horse-hung buck nigger black as the night.
What a fucken whore. He pulled Vanessa's curly hair, grabbing a hearty shank of it, while dicking her up the ass. Randy had managed to sit up on the couch. She sucked John's fish-like spent dick while eying the fucking couples.
Beth looked completely out of her mind. Patrice was twirling on her ass, bobbing up and down in different directions.
Now that the poker was buried in her loins, Beth's bowels were on fire and she bent her knees up to give him good support.
She was obsessed with it. She was desperate to see how much of it could go up her and how much of it she could take.
Without taking out his cock, Patrice turned her around and sat her standing on her head. Her own cunt stared her in the face.
As it gaped at her contorted out of shape from the stud's invading prick, she watched the ebony bone bore into her ass.
She played with her cunt and strummed the clit. She stretched open the hole with her fingers and she could barely see inside. Because with his cock up her ass from this position, the walls of her cunt mashed together by way of that rear canal.
To drive her to the brink of passion, Randy slithered to the floor and clamped her mouth on Beth's throbbing nub.
She gasped when Randy's tongue played with it in her mouth while the buck cleaned out her ass-hole with stupendous strokes.
Randy took the cock out of her ass so she could mouth it. She was incensed enough to clean the shit off it and reveled at the cock's hardness. It felt exactly like the piece of bronze it looked like. Every now and then she poked the big tip in Beth's gaping ass-hole.
She licked both the hole and the shaft and fondled Patrice's bloated balls while cupping them in her hand and enjoying their weight.
He bent over her so that his cock bore straight through the hole. He stabbed her insides with his rock hard lance.
Randy scratched at Beth's inflamed clit. She tore into the contorted cuntopening with two green claws, then dug her fingers deep.
Through the membrane she could feel the invading black shaft. The hard mushroom tip passed her fingertips and bored its way in.
By leaning over the couch Vanessa was able to latch onto John's re-surging cock and jerk it in her pretty hands.
Frank had his dick buried up her ass. He was popping veins at the sight of Beth and her friend acting like wanton whores.
The black dude pulled his shaft out of the hot canal. Both women jumped to attention to worship it.
Vanessa dove over the back of the couch to get at John's prick. Her big jaws swallowed the monstrous snake-like tip.
She was deep-throating it again, getting the big shank of meat deep down her tract and gulping it down whole.
John watched his stiffening member recede from view and blew out air from the moving effect of her lapping tongue.
His cock was fully buried to the balls and she played with his big sac of balls that her white lips encircled at the base of his cock.
Frank went to the vivacious blonde who willingly stuck her ass up to accept his prick while still mouthing the black cock.
She and Beth Were running their open mouths on the sides of his stately cock and joining lips at the center.
They ran their lapping tongues up and down the shaft and paused to deliver each other long and tonguing kisses.
Frank flew up into her shanks with full fury. Her ass eagerly accepted his dick and he rammed her with everything he had.
Both whores were trying desperately to draw the come out of Patrice's cock and kept on lapping and tonguing it.
It was covered in spit for a moment. Their mouths worked frantically to lick up t the spit and make it dry as a bone.
They jerked it with both their hands to draw out that come. They had to have. They were furious from waiting.
Vanessa turned her head without losing an inch of cock in her mouth to eye the spectacle about to unfold.
John felt his cock begin its inexorable rise back to hardness inside Vanessa's deep throat as his eyes remained glued on the passionate scene.
Frank kept his bone buried well-deep in Randy's ass and he too paused to witness the great event that was just about to transpire.
The black stud grunted, then grabbed both whores by the hair and kept them in place in front of his boiling cock.
Each had a hand on his balls and were squeezing them hard to draw out a load of come. His cock strained and pulsed hard.
The women felt the jerk in their hot hands that jerked the ebony staff and Beth put her mouth on the bulbous cockhead.
A spurt of come jolted her head back and a second bevy filled her mouth to the brim. Randy snatched it from her.
They squeezed his balls and they pumped oodles of sperm down his bone-hard shaft that landed in Randy's eager mouth.
Her straining tongue was drenched in sperm. Beth swallowed her load and went back for more of the heady elixir.
The women drank his come together. His seventh and eight spasms brought with them promise of more scum to come.
The women were beside themselves. No matter how much they swallowed, his balls surged and another spurt of lava boiled out from the tip.
Frank could no longer hold his load and pulled out of Randy's gripping ass and brought his palpitating to cock to bear in front of their come-scarred faces.
Patrice's cock was finally beginning to die out. Randy had forced the slippery cockhead between her red lips.
Beth turned her head just in time to clamp on the throbbing cock and catch its first thick and bitter spurt of come.
