Dude Marvin heard a click at the other end of the phone line and a voice, "Bosworth Real Estate, Brown speaking."
Dude then was saying, "Mary Craig, please."
Brown again, "She just phoned from la Mesa and will be here in fifteen minutes."
"Have her call Dude, will you? I have some good news about her listing commission."
Brown replied, "Sure thing, Dude. Bye."
Dude hung up and began reflecting. What a sex filled sale that had been! Mary had listed the house for Dorothy Maxon on Sundown Street two months before. Dude sold it to a young veteran and his wife two weeks later. He promptly called Mary and had her meet him to present the "Offer to Purchase" to Mrs. Maxon, a beautiful, well stacked blonde divorcee.
Dorothy opened the door for them about 8 P.M. and Mary handed her the deposit receipt saying, "Full price, Dorothy, $19,950 on an FHA-Vet contract." She read it over, Mary handed her a pen and as she signed her name a couple of teardrops hit the contract Mary put her arm around her shoulders trying to comfort her with, "Dorothy, just think how much happier you'll be away from all these memories."
Mrs. Maxon said, "Yes, but we were so happy here for a while. Oh, well, Now don't forget you two, when the escrow closes, I'm flying the three of us to Las Vegas for a ball."
They agreed that would be beautiful.
Back then to leave the contract on Jim O'Brien's desk. They parked behind the office out of sight of the cruising police and everyone.
When they left Dorothy's house Mary's mini-skirt was just even with her crotch. Dude put his hand on her knee fully expecting her to remove it, but with no resistance he worked it up to her pussy which was covered with panty-hose. As he rubbed the lips together, Mary's left hand found the bulge in Dude's trousers and squeezed affectionately. He thought to himself, At least three guys told me Mary wouldn't screw but I've got a score here.
Dude unlocked the back door of the office of, "Jim O'Brien, Realtors," on First Street in El Cajon, California. After placing the offer to purchase on Jim's desk he returned to the car to find Mary slipping on a shoe. She had removed her panty-hose and put her high-heels back on.
As Dude slid over past the steering wheel she reached for his zipper and pulled out his bone-like, eight by two, remarking, "Dude, you have one hell of a beauty?"
As she sucked it deep in her throat his hand went past her big bottom with his thumb sinking to the hilt in her vagina and his middle finger roughly fondling her inch and a half long, very hard clitoris. This started Mary to hunching in rhythm to her sliding lips on his cock. She'd hunch forward as her mouth came up then backward as it went down. Beautiful movements! Beautiful sex in motion! Only took about two minutes for her to pop. As she moaned, her ass literally vibrated into Dude's hand, sucking harder and harder on him until he was almost to the point of filling her pretty mouth.
As she settled down, without removing his prick she mumbled, "Dude, want to fuck me now or later?"
He said, "Sounds like a good idea. Get on your knees on top of me and I'll try my best to thrill you."
Standing on one knee with the other a foot or so up off the seat, he aimed for her wet cuntlips and hunched up to slide it in. She slowly lowered herself until it was all the way in and she could feel the depths of her vagina stretching. Never had she encountered such an enormous, beautiful hunk of meat There was a little pain at first but soon it turned to perfect bliss. Her knees spread wide, she lowered her weight on his groin' as their public hairs matted together.
He pulled up Mary's sweater and undid her bra snap, lifting it to reveal those two pretty, firm, over-sized melons. Sucking one pink, inch long nipple as he worked the other between thumb and two fingers, they both bounced and hunched wildly until she started quivering all over and moaning in ecstasy.
After her second climax she asked, "Dude, want to eat my cunt now?"
He came back with, "Sure, baby, stay just like you are and I'll slide to the floor." Down he went, his knees under the dash and his face was covered by her wet, hot pussy. He sucked her big clitoris in his mouth, nibbling it lightly and it seemed she would go mad.
"Oh, Dude! Eat my pussy! Suck harder! Harder! Harder!" she cried. He did as ordered until he was afraid it would come off in his mouth. The harder he sucked the wilder she bucked, hunching forward and back as she pushed the back of his head into the car seat.
It wasn't a minute until she came again, squealing softly. "Oh, Dude! Each come is better and better."
He patted her on the butt saying, "Lift up, honey. Let's get in the back seat and have a sixty-nine. O.K.? "
"Sure," she answered crawling over to the back seat, followed quickly by Dude.
After a minute or so he raised up out of her cunt saying, "Baby, I'm about to explode. Want it in your mouth?"
She mumbled with her mouth full of pecker, "Sure big boy, Shoot that cream down my throat anytime but keep sucking until I come again." Then she really turned on the action. Sucking harder and harder, head bobbing faster and faster as she wiggled her ass wilder and wilder.
He thought his prostate gland would burst as it pumped squirt after squirt into her pretty mouth. just as the first glob hit the back of her throat she started coming, moaning, groaning and swallowing as he nibbled her clit into bliss.
All this reminiscing was interrupted by the telephone. He picked it up with, "O'Brien Realtors, Marvin speaking"
A sweet voice at the other end cooed, "Hi Dude, what's up for Mary?"
He told her then, "Dorothy's escrow closed yesterday and recorded this morning. You can pick up your check at Elison-McDuffy Escrow Company. Want to meet me in an hour at Club 21 for a celebration drink?"
"Sure," was the answer. "Have me a screwdriver ready. And how about calling Dorothy to join us?"
"Great idea. See you about two. Bye-bye, love."
He called Dorothy then, telling her she could pick up her check for $16,000 anytime and invited her to the party.
Both girls arrived about two at Dude's apartment. Club 21 was apartment 21 in the Aztec Apartments on East Madison.
They had a few drinks while watching a fifteen minute color sex film that was real wild. It had two bisexual gals and three well hung studs doing everything, sixty-nines, cunnilingus, fellatio, coitus, ass reaming. His stereo was playing soft romantic music.
They had done this several times the past few weeks. Dorothy and Mary were bisexual, both loved each other's cunts as well as Dude's cock. All were undressed by the end of the film, bare assed naked and heading for the king-sized bed.
Dude announced, "Dorothy, you're the big winner today with all that loot so this time, you be the director. What's first?"
She put her tongue in her cheek, rubbing her chin she started, "Let's start with that daisy triangle. Mary you eat my fuck loving pussy. I'll blow hell out of Dude and he'll lap you in his expert way."
That was a wiggling trio. Both girls blasted into ecstatic orgasm in about two or three minutes, then changed positions.
Dorothy commanded, "Mary, get on your back your legs up over Dude's shoulders as he stands on his knees ramming that eight inch chunk of beauty in your pretty cunt." As this got under way, Dorothy straddled Mary's face, looking toward her pussy, leaning forward watching the contact of that big cock pumping in and out as her clitoris was being entertained by a very clever tongue. When she could resist it no longer Dorothy took Dude's cock with her thumb and finger, circling it while on an out stroke, letting the rest of her hand lie on Mary's cunt. This way Dude was being thrilled by fucking two girls at once, one's pussy and the other's fingers. As he was on the out stroke she would squeeze very hard and it was a fantastic screw he was enjoying.
Both girls came soon and another shift.
Dorothy directed, lying on her back, "Tuck me Dude, standing on your knees while you kiss Mary's fascinating beauty as she stands up, astride of me."
After a minute of this Dude put a pillow at the top of Dorothy's head and had Mary sit on it. He leaned forward and stretching his legs out, he sucked her cunt as he rammed in and out of that sexy blonde's love gash. The two girls groaned a duet as they came together.
Dorothy said, "Girlie sixty-nine now and Dude you bang our brownies one after the other."
They got on their sides, lapping hungrily at each other's cunts and Dude got on his side with a jar of Vaseline greasing himself good and worked his way into Mary's anus. In about a minute he felt himself close to popping his nuts so he pulled it out, got up, had a sip and laid down behind Dorothy. After he got it all in she met his every thrust with her buttocks slapping into his loins loudly. A minute was all he could take of that without coming and as there were some other thrills he wanted, he left her and stood up just as they started vibrating again.
Next scene found Dude on his back screwing hell out of Mary who was on her knees facing his head bucking and bouncing. Dorothy was astride his face looking toward Mary and both of them leaned forward to kiss, with their tongues fighting a duel as they fondled each other's boobs. After a short time, Dorothy got up and straddled his head facing the other way and leaned forward on her elbows as Mary leaned forward and stuck her tongue deep in her asshole. This drove Dorothy out of her gourd, and she came violently a few seconds later.
A little later, as Mary gyrated and hunched into her climax, Dude could hold off no longer, completely out of control he pumped shot after shot of hot semen to the depths of her satiated cunt.
The girls sipped on icy screwdrivers as Dude showered. Then they showered together as Dude signed. He could hear them giggling and laughing, having one hell of a time washing each other and no doubt, playing with each other.
When they joined Dude again he asked, "Dorothy, what you gonna do with all that loot now? Wow! $18,000."
She thoughtfully replied, "Dude, I just don't know. I don't want another house. About a thousand will go for our trip to Vegas tomorrow. After that, I don't know, what do you think?"
Dude answered, "If I were you I'd invest it in raw undeveloped land at the edge of El Cajon. Vince came in yesterday with a ninety day X on three acres just off Granite Hills Drive for fifteen thousand cash. I've seen land sell in that area for thirteen thousand an acre. Vince is trying to figure a way of buying it himself but can't raise that much cash. Banks are very slow about loaning money on bare land nowadays.
"If you will buy it and let me take a listing on it I'll put up a 'for sale' sign on it and you might double your money in a few days, a few months at the most. Then let me find you a good buy where you can put your thirty, thousand. In five years you can be independently wealthy. How about it?"
She answered, "Sounds good. Let's go to your office and write it up, both the sale and the listing."
He told her, "Hell, let's do it here, I have deposit receipts and listing blanks. just write out a check for fifteen thousand made out to, Jim O'Brien, trustee!"
In ten minutes everything was signed and legal.
They had a repeat of their fun and games then and the girls left.
Later as he was showing O'Brien the results of his afternoon's work he remarked, "Dude, you've been a busy boy this afternoon. Here's your commission check on that coop you recorded this morning."
He said, "Man if I told you just how busy I've been this afternoon, you wouldn't believe it."
Just then Vince walked in and when he saw the offer to purchase he exclaimed, "Son of a bitch! I just a few minutes ago got a commitment from Home Federal for a loan of fifteen thousand on three of my rental houses. You asshole! What did you have to sell that out from under me for?"
He answered, "I'm sorry little buddy, but that's the way the pussy puckers."
CHAPTER TWO
Our happy trio took off from Lindbergh Field at 8:30 that evening on Western's flight 298, touching down at McCarran International an hour later. They taxied to the Fremont and checked in as Mr. and Mrs. James Lane and Mrs. Lane's sister, Ellie Schultz. One big room with two queen sized beds.
The girls took a shower together. Dude could hear them giggling and splashing around and it really charged him up to see that lovely pair enjoy each other's goodies so much.
When he came out of the shower Dorothy was on top violently sixty-nining away. By the time he was dried he had a big throbbing bone on.
He took the Vaseline from his suitcase and headed for Dorothy. Working his middle finger in first, all the way, he crooked it then and she moaned in ecstasy as he pulled it slowly out. Then his greasy purple knob made contact and with a few pushes it disappeared as Dorothy's tiny anus surrendered and engulfed his entire eight inches. She ground round and round on Mary's face and on Dude's huge beauty until in a few minutes they were all coming, oh-ing and ah-ing, spent, satiated, well, temporarily.
Then across the street to the Golden Nugget for some gambling. They all three went their separate ways, agreeing to meet at the Fremont bar in two hours.
Dude lost about fifty dollars at black-jack when he perked listening attentively to some accordion music that sounded damn familiar. He thought to himself. Could that possibly be Pete? He walked across the big room and sure as hell there he was. The sign said, "Pete Gardner and the Country jubilee." Pete had worked for him for years, back in the forties but he hadn't seen him in twenty years. His black wavy hair was still wavy but not black, more like snow white. But he was still a very attractive stud and hung like a horse -nine and a half inches long and two and a quarter inches thick. Boy! Mary and Dorothy were going to enjoy this trip!
Pete had Bessie, his girl singer, perform next and she had it all! Bumps and grinds (wow!) as she sang "Please Release Me Let Me Go." He got such a bone on he had to put his left hand in his pocket to hold it down!
They did a thirty minute show, a ten minute break and another band took over. Six or seven bands, all day and all night Dude went back stage and when Pete saw him he looked like he'd seen a ghost. He grabbed his hand, shaking it affectionately, he exclaimed, "Man! This is too much! Hell, I heard you died years ago."
Dude answered, "No, I lost my wife back in fifty-five, but I'm still kicking."
After Pete introduced him to Bessie, Dude invited them over to his room for a drink. They were glad to accept because it was three hours 'till the next show.
They found Dorothy and Mary at the bar and took the elevator up to ten-sixty-nine.
About half way through the first drink Pete surprised everyone as he blurted out, "Dude, how would you like to fuck my Bessie?"
Dude toasted, "I'll drink to that! I think you'll find my Dorothy and Mary quite interesting, too."
They all hurriedly disrobed and that was a blast watching his two girls as they saw Pete's big cock exposing itself. It was almost erect and they both went for it, on their knees. Mary sucked the big knob .in her mouth and Dorothy opened her mouth wide and slid up and down the side of it. In seconds it was like a rock.
Watching that little twenty-two-year-old sexpot, Bessie, undress was all it took to inflate his bone. If there was ever a perfect body that little redhead had it. She measured forty-one, twenty-three, thirty-nine with a pretty face, hazel eyes and a bright red pussy pelt, she was fleshly perfection, in person.
Dude picked her up in his arms and walking to the bed she cupped up one of her fits and he tried to swallow it. He dropped her on the big bed, she bounced a couple of times and Dude asked, "How you want it, baby?"
She cooed back, "Anything you say, sweetheart. Want to eat me first?"
He agreed, "Groovy, love. Let's both have lunch."
Those long red outer lips of her cunt made a delicious mouthful. Her jumping, throbbing clitoris was a delight to nibble on as his thumb screwed her vagina and the long middle finger had anal intercourse with her brownie.
She had a well trained and experienced mouth, too. Dude could tell old Pete had really taught her all the tricks. Darting tongue in the right places, high pressured sucking, lips sliding up and down about five inches of his cock so deep he could feel it touching the back of her throat She had a way of sliding the big swollen head along the roof of her mouth then to the side of her mouth, pushing her cheek out, way out!
Another trick that almost made Dude pop was when she'd take about two inches of it and alternately blow and suck, real fast and very hard. As Bessie got her jollies she damn near bucked old Dude off the bed. And he almost lost control but pulled away from her pretty face in time.
Next he spread her legs wide and on his knees walked up to where he could ram his dong deep in her pussy. Standing upright he looked down on that beautiful bouncing body, he fondled one big tit as he thumbed her clitoris. She soon came again gleefully, softly squealing.
Dude then leaned his body forward, cupping both tits, he sucked one until it was good and slimy, then moved to the other, taking the first nipple between thumb and two fingers. This put her into high gear, her buttocks pulsating and grinding faster and faster. She exclaimed, "Oh! Dude! That's fabulous! Feels like both of my girls are getting sucked. Suck harder, honey. Harder! And ram my cunt harder and faster, I'm about to pop again. Oh! Oh! Wow! Dude you sure come on with a fantastic fuck."
This spurred him on, inspiring him to give this little doll all he could of his many sex talents.
Standing back up on his knees he lifted her legs up, having her straighten them out until they were sticking straight up, with knees and feet together this made her tight little pussy even tighter. Wrapping both his arms around her knees, he lifted her butt off the bed, up and down as he hunched forward and back. Bessie told him, "Dude, fuck me hard, fast faster. Wow! That's good screwing. I'm about to come, lover. Wow!"
Watching that big joy-prong of Pete's plowing in and out of his two beauties as he screwed away on this lovely redhead, just seeing it, not to speak of the sensational thrill his cock was giving him, was a tremendous sexual experience in itself. What a picture that would make! An idea hit him then so he spread her legs, laid them flat on the bed and he straightened his legs out leaning his body down on hers in the "normal" position so he could reach the phone.
He got the bell captain and told him to send up that photographer he'd had the month before.
In ten minutes he was there shooting Polaroids, one after another until to packs were used -sixteen shots of every sex act and position three gals and two studs could dream up.
One shot was outstanding. The three lovely ladies were on their sides lapping away in a daisy triangle as Dude reamed Bessie and Pete poured it to Mary's ass. Just his knob was out of sight and the rest of the big dong looked like she was impaled on a baseball bat.
Another interesting piece of art was where Dorothy had both cock heads in her mouth with Bessie engulfing the side of Dude's throbbing mass of meat, like a dog holding a bone in his mouth, while Mary did the same for Pete.
When the photographer had finished shooting pictures and shot his creamy load in Dorothy's pussy, he left and as Dude locked the door he said, "Bessie, lay down, I've got a big serving of cream ready for your cunt. My balls are aching and I need you, now."
He got back in his original position, standing on his knees screwing her hard and sucking and fingering her tits. In about two minutes they were both relieved, completely. They were all ready for more drinking and gambling then.
Next day Dude awoke around noon, ordered breakfast and took a shower. They all put on robes while the bellboy rolled their food in, then removed them, enjoying a good breakfast totally in the nude.
Later Dude announced, "Girls, there's a whore here in Vegas who really has some tricks. Want to meet her? She's Lesbian, but she can make a guy think he's really blowing her mind."
Mary commented, "Sounds good. Get her."
Dorothy added, "Why not?"
Dude called the bell captain and asked if he could get Rita and her gadget. Said he'd see and call back. A few minutes later be called and said, "Rita is on her way. About ten minutes."
When Rita entered the door it was obvious that she was surprised to see the two nude girls. She smiled and said, "Hi Dude. What a man we have here, Wants to take on three at once. That'll be fifty bucks, Mr. Marvin." She stuck the bills in her purse and undressed showing them a voluptuous body about like Bessie's. Long coal-black hair and a very black headed pussy. She opened her make-up kit and lifted out a cylindrical shaped gadget about eight inches high and five inches in diameter with three wires attached. One she plugged into the wall socket. The other two had a strip of copper screen wire attached to the ends about two inches wide and eight inches long. "O.K." she said. "Who's first for an electronic blow job?"
Dorothy stretched out on the bed near her and invited, "Try me, honey."
Rita wrapped one screen wire around Dorothy's wrist and the other around her own, kneeling on the floor beside the bed. She started licking Dorothy's nipple as she slowly turned a knob on the gadget. She had explained to Dude before, the thing was a variable transformer. From zero to a hundred-twenty volts. As the tingling started reaching Dorothy's nipple she squealed and pulled Rita's head down in her breast. She seemed disappointed then as the tingling stopped.
Rita explained, "Our bodies mustn't make contact except with my tongue or else we are short-circuited."
Starting again then she slowly turned the knob until Dorothy was writhing in ecstasy, rolling from side to side exclaiming, "Rita, honey, do that to my clit " When Rita obeyed, that blonde damn near shit. In one minute she had vaulted into the throes of a breath-taking orgasm.
Quickly she turned to Mary for the same treatment. Then it was Dude's turn. He'd had it before so was prepared for the thrill but it seemed even better than the first time. As she got to sucking Dude she turned that knob up a few notches, mumbling with a mouthful of cock, "Say when, Dude."
Pretty soon he yelled, "When, Rita. That's it." Almost a minute later he exploded, coming, wave after wave of joy-prong juice flooding her mouth.
Next they had an electric daisy line. With the screen wire on his left wrist, he was screwing Rita doggie style on her knees on the carpet as she cunt-lapped Dorothy lying on her back. Mary stood on her knees above Dorothy's face with the other screen snapped to her wrist. He began turning the knob up and up and up until they were all shivering all over. Dude blasted her pussy full in a minute and just stood there. His prick went limp but in seconds the tingling brought it to life again and once more he rocked away. In and out, forward and back. For about five minutes Dude was high on cloud nine when he orbited out of sight with a very intense prostate pumping. His dong deflated again but he was going to stay in place until all the girls had come, when much to his surprise that damned thing began swelling. Soon it was hard as a bone so he went to work again. About ten minutes pumping at that whore and he came again, much more violently than ever before in his life. He fell back on the floor, utterly exhausted.
The following Wednesday afternoon Dude invited his two lovely playmates to Club 21 for a party including two guys he'd known a long time. Arkie was a six foot, good looking, heavily hung bartender and Off was a big, broad shouldered, Apache Indian. A guitar player of the highest caliber and a connoisseur of pussy, the greatest. He'd been playing the bars around El Cajon Valley for years and had a harem of at least twenty broads he was banging anytime he desired.
Dude began surveying the wealth of sexy beauty he had in those two lovely, nude dames lounging on his bed. Mary, the petite, auburn haired sexpot was like a dream. Her big eyes were exactly the color of her hair and her pubic mound was heavily covered with light brown, silky fuzz. Measurements were thirty-eight, twenty-two, thirty-seven, weighing one-hundred-ten pounds, thirty-three-years old (nineteen years Dude's junior), widowed in nineteen-sixty-five by an airline crash, and was wealthy from insurance settlements. Her seventeen-year-old daughter had recently gotten married and Mary seemed fun-loving and carefree.
She swore to Dude he was the first to get to her in the five years since losing her husband. But man! She was making up for lost time now!
And Dorothy, that doll! A hundred-fifteen pounds of sex. Measured thirty-seven, twenty-five, thirty-six, five foot four and did she ever love to screw! She got five hundred a month from her ex-husband and lived it up. Said she never wanted to get involved again, emotionally, with another man but she needed attention everyday.
She told Dude and Mary about this sex club she went to every Saturday night. There were twelve married couples, herself and one other single girl. She invited them to come along once and they were eager to accept -the very next Saturday.
CHAPTER THREE
Arkie was a handsome stud. Blond, wavy hair, big dark blue eyes and nine thick inches of cock that was always ready.
Gif's coal-black hair seemed even blacker when you looked into his dark brown eyes. They sparkled as he talked. He was a virile, vibrant Indian, slender as a rail but not his pussy poker -a fat ten inches when erect and damn near that when hanging limp.
They put on a marvelous performance for an hour, then Dude showed them a film he had just bought.
Flashing on the screen first was, "Full House," in big red letters on silver background. A poker hand was then spread out showing first a king, then two kings, then a third, followed by a pair of queens. First scene, Swinger Motel sign covered the screen. Panning down a row of doors, it started with 66, then 67, 68, 69, and on toward 70 then jerked back to 69 and stopped.
A stud entered then, in a blue suit with suitcase, unlocked the door and disappeared inside. A fade-out then, returning to show him nude, seated at the telephone, dialing and then picking up a color portrait of a young couple. As he admired it you could hear the buzzing of the other phone ringing. Then she was seen in a sheer negligee, hanging open revealing her charms, boobs as well as pussy, walking to the phone, picking it up and answering, "Hello."
He was then saying, "Hello lover, this is Duff."
Dottie then to Gil, "Honey, it's Duff. When did you get back in town, Duff?"
Duff replied, "Just a minute ago. You two busy this afternoon?"
Dorothy answered, grinning, "No, darling, what's on your mind, the usual?"
Duff then with, "Right, baby," as his penis was seen swelling. "I'm going to call Okie and Marie. You two come on over to the Swinger, room sixty-nine. I have a couple of fifths of Vodka, a gallon of orange juice and lots of ice. We can have a few screwdrivers and maybe a few driving screws."
Dottie then to Gil as her hand went to her pussy, rubbing up and down, "Sweetie, he wants us to come over. Marie and Okie are going. O.K.? "
Gil laughed saying, "Hell yes! We'll be there in ten minutes."
Dottie, to the phone, "Hear that, Duff?"
Duff answered, his prick sticking straight out, "Sure baby. I'll be waiting. Bye, now."
Dottie smacked her lips with, "Bye-bye, love."
Duff was then seen, very erect, dialing again and picking up a color Polaroid of Okie and Marie in the nude. A couple of buzzes were heard, then Marie and Okie were seen screwing doggie style on the living room couch. After one loud ring Okie growled, "That damn phone. Hell, I'd better answer it," as he withdrew. A close-up then of Marie's cunt lips slowly closing. As he answers the phone, Marie is seen kneeling in front of him taking about four inches of his erection in her mouth. Okie barked, "Hello!"
He heard, "Hi! Okie, this is Duff."
"Well, Duff you old muff diver. Where the hell are you?"
Duff told him, "At the Swinger, room sixty-nine. You and Marie come on over. Gil and Dottie are coming. Let's ball it up "
Okie was seen then looking down at Marie, telling her, "Duff's in town, baby. Want to go over for a party with Gil and Dottie?"
She nodded her head rapidly and with a mouthful of cock mumbled, "Hell yes, let's go."
Duff informed him, "I heard her answer, but what's she eating?"
He replied, "Not what -who? Me, man! See you in ten minutes. Got any refreshments?"
Duff answered, "All we need. Rush it up."
A fade-out followed by Duff seen nude and erect walking toward the door, his cock swinging from side to side as the buzzer was heard. He lets in Okie all decked out in a brown suit and Marie in a red mini-skirt. The boys shake hands and Duff took Marie in his arms, hugging her close, he kissed her knees, she lifts her mini-skirt (no panty-hose -no-panties) and tongues her loudly about ten seconds as Okie fixes two drinks.
The door buzzer sounded again and Duff let in Dottie and Gil, repeating the same greeting routine as before. One drink and they all undressed.
Duff laid on his back on the queen sized bed commanding, "Marie, lower your pretty pussy on this (waving it back and forth) facing my feet. O.K. Now straighten out your legs with your feet under my arms. Now Gil, sit near Marie's face and let her ding your dong. Dottie, mount my head facing away from my feet, lean over and show Okie's prick how passionate you are."
There was frantic hunching, bucking and ecstatic groaning, then dose-ups of all four points of contact. A fade-out then returning with Marie supine, Duff standing on wide spread knees guiding his bone-like dong into her cunt. He gobbled her boobs a few seconds, with his finger in Dottie's vagina and his thumb massaging her clitoris. Then Duff straightened out his legs, kissed Dottie's clitoris, thumbing her vagina and middle-fingering her anus as she lies supine on a pillow straddling Marie's head. Gil is on his side enjoying the talents of Marie's high pressured, sucking mouth. Okie is on his knees getting the same from Dottie.
About a minute of all the action, followed by close-ups of all interesting contacts, back to full view of all, then fade-out.
Flashing back you could see the girls on their sides sixty-nining each other as Olde banged his friend's wife's brownie while Gil did the same to the other. Duff was having a drink and smoke, admiring the show.
The next shot was a blast Duff and Gil laid on their sides, facing each other, heads in opposite directions with the dames on their knees holding the pricks together, bottom to bottom, all four hands well Vaselined. Okie, on his knees screwed first Marie then Dottie. The boys hunched forward and back for a minute or so, then close-ups, etc.
Flashing back again showed all five standing sipping and smoking with Okie, saying, "Let me be the director for this next one. Gil lay on your back. Marie, astride him on your knees facing his head." They did and he continued, "O.K. Now lower your anus on to his cock and lay back on the bed between his legs. Beautiful! Now Duff, straddle Gil's tummy and screw Marie standing on your knees. Dottie, get on your side there and gobble Marie's left tit while she thumbs your cunt and fingers your asshole.
This done, Okie straddled Marie's face and she seemed to try to swallow him. Action, dose-ups, etc.
Marie's pretty face covered the screen as she announced, "O.K. Now it's my turn. Dottie and I will lay on our backs with Okie and Gil screwing us girls. Straddle our tummies and put your greased dicks between our tits as we hold them together. Duff, you have your choice of our mouths or our cants."
Duff agreed, "Wonderful, I'll try a little of all four." He did, obviously enjoying it all -then close-ups, etc.
Duff's face was next telling them, was sleeping alone last night in Tucson (believe it or not), got looped and dreamed this one up. It's a daisy chain that's a little different. I'll sit on the floor like this, Marie, stand on your knees and blow me while I fondle your pretty boobs. That's it! Now Gil, get on your back between Marie's legs and lap away while Dottie on her knees blows you and you play with her knockers. Okie on your back and suck hell out of Dottie and work yourself around in a circle here so Marie can jack you off. She will then alternately blow you and me, pumping the other . . . .
Dottie starts the next scene saying, "Duff, you and Okie lay on your side facing each other and let me suck both of you at the same time." She took a couple of inches of both pricks in her mouth, shaking her head wildly, like a dog shakes a rabbit.
Gil is supine alongside, with Marie slowly pumping his pecker as she sucks one of his nuts deep in her mouth. Much hunching, groaning and gasping follows -close-ups -more sipping.
Duff is in charge again with, "Well, kids. My nuts are about to explode. How about a blow from both Marie and Dottie at the same time while Okie and Gil slash away at your pussies, doggie style?"
Duff was on his back with Marie taking his purple knob in her mouth and Dottie taking the bottom side of his throbbing eight inches, sliding up and down the full length of it.
Okie and Gil are hunching away at those captivating cants. Close in on that coitus and finally to Duff's dong enjoying a sucking duet. A few seconds and Duff taps Marie on the head, signaling her to join Dorothy working on the side of his cock, pushing it down flat on his tummy. He exploded and the first squirt of joy-prong juice went up to his neck, the next one a little less until it was a solid line of semen from his neck to the head of his cock.
A fade-out coming back to see the girls supine, ankles locked around the backs of Okie and Gil as they hunched away on wide-spread knees, gobbling and fondling the tits. They all four climaxed together, dismounting to show close-ups of the loads trickling down over their assholes.
CHAPTER FOUR
Business had been "slow all day that bright sunshiny day. Dude had the duty -he was "up," as they say, and things really picked up about two o'clock.
Cal saw her first and whistled, saying, "Wow, men! Look at that!" She was walking across the parking lot, headed for their door and a sexier walk they'd never seen. About five-foot-two, must have measured forty, twenty-five, thirty-eight, wearing a very short black mini-skirt and low-cut blouse showing off the upper one third of two creamy, tanned knockers. Beauties!
Dude stood up saying, "Good afternoon. May I help you?"
She smiled sweetly and answered, "Hi. I'm Mrs. Marsh and would like to know about this ad in the paper." She leaned across the desk, putting the newspaper in front of Dude but his eyes were glued to those fine tits of hers. In that position he could see nearly all of them. He felt a throbbing down below and knew he'd have a hard-on if she didn't stand back up.
He finally managed to blurt out, "I am Mr. Marvin, Mrs. Marsh, glad to meet you, here's my card."
She asked where the house was located. Dude told her it was in Olive Hills, a nice neighborhood. She then surprised him with, "Think they'd take less than $26,000 for it, all cash?"
He replied, "Maybe. We'll find out, if you like. First, may I show you the house?"
"Why not?" she answered.
On the drive over, her mini-skirt was just even with her pussy. She explained that she'd just flown in from some little town in Indiana where she had been widowed three years previously. She surprised Dude with, "Would you believe that I haven't touched a man since the night before my husband's car accident? In that little hick town, everyone would have known if I had, and it would have broken my two boy's hearts. They are twelve and thirteen."
Dude thought to himself, I'm going to lay my real estate license on the line, but I'm going to try to screw hell out of this prick-starved bitch. He touched her knee and squeezed the inside of her lower thigh remarking, "Mrs. Marsh, you sure have beautiful legs."
She smiled and asked, "Would you like to see all of them?" She lifted the mini-skirt, revealing skin tight black panty-hose and his prick damn near burst through his trousers.
She noticed the bulge and as she squeezed it, remarked, "You have a problem there, don't you, Mr. Marvin?"
All he could do was groan and drive a little faster.
Soon they were at the front door and he was unlocking the lock-box. He removed the key, unlocked the door and dropped the key in his pocket. He always put the key back in the lock-box after unlocking the door but not this time. He didn't want to take the chance of another salesman coming in and interrupting something. He snapped the lock and closed the door behind them. Leaning back against the door he stood there admiring that little beauty. Not for long though, because she stepped up and put her arms around his neck and kissed him. Just warm lips at first, then her tongue darted through, moving from side to side, then suddenly she thrust it all the way in. He sucked passionately a little then rammed his tongue as deep as he could in her mouth as he fondled a boob. She reached down and grasped that iron-like erection, pumping up and down.
The place was vacant except for an old living room couch, which she led him to, commanding, "Sit down, sir." He quickly obeyed as she knelt between his knees, unzipped him and pulled it out. She exclaimed, "Wow! That's the biggest one I ever saw. Didn't know they came that big" With that she engulfed about four or five inches in her mouth. After her head had bounced a few times she looked up and said, "Want to eat my cunt, sir?"
Dude answered, "My pleasure, ma'am." Nina kicked off her shoes, peeled off her panty-hose and laid on her back on the carpet. Dude got on his side beside her. His trousers and shorts were off by now and he put her head on the inside of his thigh and they both sucked. It wasn't a minute until Nina got her rocks off moaning and gasping loudly.
Dude asked, "Ready to screw now?"
Without a word she stood on her knees, unbuttoned her blouse and unhooked her bra. Dude knew they were big but he was startled anyway, when she released them.
He told Nina, "Wow! I didn't know they made those beauties that big, either. Lay down, I want to talk to you."
She said, "Talk but don't let it interfere with the main event. I want you to fuck me, sir! Fuck me good." She laid down on her back spreading those shapely legs wide and opened the wet cunt lips with both hands. She exclaimed, as Jude was walking on his knees, aiming his cock at her red meat, "Fuck me quick, sir. You've got to make up for three years of lost time. I feel like a caged tiger that has just been set free."
Dude knew she was telling the truth because he had trouble getting it in. She was well lubricated but he still had to put spit on his cock to make entry.
As his knob disappeared, Nina moaned a little and said, "Ram it all in me, sir, fuck now like you've never flicked before. Oooooooh, that's good," as it reached bottom for the first time. Dude looked down and saw a beautiful clitoris bobbing up and down. It was bright red, an inch long and almost as big as his thumb. It soon got the caresses of his thumb and two fingers and in a minute she hunched into her second ecstatic climax. Next, he leaned forward to work on those big brown nipples. This really excited her. She groaned constantly and met his plunging thrusts with ever increasing fury. Each time she would meet him with her ass about three inches off the floor, he'd push her back to the carpet, holding it there as she ground round and round on his cock, following him back up about half way. Then as he was ready to hunch in again her butt would hit the floor ready to meet him halfway. Every minute for five minutes, Nina spasmed into orgasm.
After the fifth one Dude informed her, "I'll be with you on the next one. You're fabulous, baby!"
She said, "You're terrific, too. I've never had such a fucking. Oh! Fuck me harder! Faster!" Then she started each time they slammed together in a grunt, "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, oooooh, aaaah, I'm coming, I'm coming, ooooh!"
Dude reached for his hankie, shoving it onto her flooded pussy as he withdrew. He didn't want to leave pecker tracks on the clean carpet.
As Dude got dressed she just lay there with a warm glow on her face, stretched out in all her beauty, her feet together. Just admiring her that way he could feel his prick swelling again. He thought to himself, First time I ever made a prospect -now I've got to make the sale to my made-prospect.
Nina cooed, "Mr. Marvin, I hope this is the beginning of a long friendship."
Promptly he assured her, "Don't worry, it will be long and sweet. But please call me Dude, will you?" She answered, "Sure thing, Dude. You call me Nina."
"Glad to meet you Nina. Now that the introductions are in order, we can get started. Hey that's the first time I ever screwed a girl without knowing her first name."
She agreed it was also a first for her.
Dude went to the bathroom and washed his dong off with urine. Then washed it and his hands with soap. He didn't want to take a chance of getting a dose -never can tell about these strange broads.
On returning she told him she was ready to look at the house. He could tell she was falling for it and when they'd been all through it and out in the yard he wasn't at all surprised to hear her say, "I like it, Dude. I'll offer them $24,000 cash and if they take it, I'll fly you and me to Honolulu the day escrow closes."
They went to the office and wrote up the offer to purchase. She gave him a thousand dollar check for a deposit and he handed it to Cal, the listing salesman, saying, "Go get em, tiger." And then to Nina, "Let's go across the street and have coffee."
After a couple of sips, Dude looked in her eyes and said, "Baby, you're beautiful I'm going to have to introduce you to Club 21."
"What's that?" she inquired.
"My pussy pad, love. Want to see it?"
She patted him on the inside of his thigh saying, "I'm with you, darling."
Driving over, Dude asked her if she liked group sex and she told him, "I've never experienced it but it sounds like fun." Then he wanted to know if she ever made it with another girl. "No, I never did but all my life I've wondered what it would be like. Do you know a girl that likes it that way?"
He assured her, "Plenty of them, sweetheart. One of them invited me to a swinger party this Saturday night -hell that's tomorrow -would you like to come along?"
She wanted to know what a swinger party was and when it was explained she told him, "Hell yes! Get me invited. That should be a great way to make up for lost time, don't you think?"
They had a drink and on his king size bed repeated what they'd done earlier on the carpet.
Dude then phoned Dorothy and Mary to join the party and little Nina was initiated into the world of bisexual beauties, anal intercourse and she was ready for the big party tomorrow night.
Dorothy, Mary and Nina arrived with Dude at the big scene at 8:15 Saturday evening. It was a huge mansion -five bedrooms, three baths and a living room big as a ballroom.
It seemed everyone beat them there. Quickly counting Dude said to the girls, "Thirteen lovely nude ladies, twelve nude studs and we'll make it sixteen and thirteen. Wow! I never saw that much sex at one time."
Nina came in with, "This is out of this world! Let's get undressed."
Dude's three lovelies were the first to be chosen. Mary was first as a heavily hung six-footer asked her, "Want to sixty-nine here on the floor?" Without answering she reached for his erection and got on her back. He mounted her and they sucked and gobbled. Soon they were joined by two more couples and a pair of gals. Nina and Dorothy were already in a bedroom somewhere. The most sexy dame Dude saw was a well stacked beauty, forty-five or maybe fifty. What took his eye was her snow white hair and cunt cover.
She saw him eye-balling her and walked toward him with a highball in each hand, smiling, "Hi big stud. I'm Sue, want to screw?"
Dude said, "Hi Sue. I'm Dude. Don't want to seem crude but how soon, sweet thing?"
She took his hand and started walking, saying, "Let's have a quick dip in the pool first. That always turns me on real good."
They jumped in to about five feet of water and stood embracing each other in the warm water. Her big tits were crushed flat on his hairy chest as they French kissed, passionately. He lifted her up and put his throbbing bone between her legs letting her weight come back down it. He bent down and took a big long nipple deep in his mouth as one hand went to her clitoris, teasing it with his middle finger. She reached behind her buttocks and took his knob in her hand with a fast pulsating squeeze. Dude had always been outspoken on his belief that these older gals were better diddles than the cute young chicks. You can't beat experience.
Sue released her hold on Dude and disappeared under the water, taking his cock deep in her mouth. Dude followed beneath the surface and nibbled at her inch and a half clitoris. They were like two fighting alligators, flaying and splashing at the water until, out of breath, they surfaced, gasping for air.
Soon Sue said, That was great. One more timer Dude answered by sinking in the water sucking her big clit, moving his head from side to side as a dog would shake something in his mouth. Sue was sucking him flawlessly, fondling both his balls, squeezing them just hard enough not to hurt. Wiggles and bumps and grinds until they surfaced, breathlessly.
When she could talk, Sue told him, "Dude, I was half way through a climax when you quit and I know from previous experience that my next one will almost blow the top of my head off. Let's get on that mat over there and do this right."
Dude could feel his pecker actually going past her mouth into her throat. It was the deepest oral penetration he had ever enjoyed. She was on her back and he was on his side. She sucked harder and harder and he was afraid of choking her but she knew just how deep she could take it. She told him later that she could get a wild climax that way, with nothing touching her pussy.
When she roared into her climax she arched her body, buttocks half a foot off the mat, grinding hard as Dude flattened out his tongue on her clit, pushing down as hard as he could, ramming his finger rapidly, deep in her vagina. She rolled from side to side, moaning in such a way you could tell she was having one hell of a good time. After calming down, Dude asked, "Want to get fucked now, baby?"
She replied, "Why not, lover? I just might give you a new experience."
Dude mounted her in the "normal" position and she guided it into her well lubricated cunt. It was tight! He started a slow in and out motion and each time he was on the out direction she tightened up inside like a strong hand squeezing it. Shades of Ruth and Joan Not since his Ruth got sick had he had such an experience.
Sue put both hands on his butt, holding him deep in her, saying, "Hold it in deep and say when it hurts." Tighter and tighter she got until it actually hurt.
Dude confessed, "O.K. Sue. That's it. Ease up a little. Just hold it tight as I pull out -I'm almost there. Are your She answered, "I can come anytime."
Ten strokes and he started loading her. Time after time the muscles around his prostate contracted, pumping seven or eight wads of cream into her. A few more strokes and she had milked him dry.
Contrary to what some jerks seem to think, the load of a climax does not come from the nuts directly and the load is not simply sperm. The sperm, or eggs, slowly work their way up from the testicles, day and night, to be stored in two pouches above the prostate gland called seminal vesicles. As sexual arousal starts, the sperm is sent through ducts to the prostate where it is mixed with a creamy substance made by the prostate gland. This mixture that is discharged at climax is called semen.
The two lovers sat on lawn chairs. Sue was saying, "Dude, you're a fantastic guy. Your cock has miles and miles of experience, doesn't it? You know the pussy tightening I do I learned in 1947 at a luau near Honolulu."
Dude straightened up and wide-eyed asked, "You don't mean at AI Mosier's place, do your Then Sue perked up, exclaiming, "Hell yes! How did you know?"
Dude assured her, "I was there, baby. That was my show. Don't you remember, Dude Marvin and his Country Jubilee?"
Sue couldn't believe her ears, saying, "Hell Dude, you sucked me off that night and later I screwed that big peckered Pete."
Dude reflected, "Sue, it's a small world. I bumped into Pete a couple of weeks ago in Vegas. He's still playing the accordion and cunts "
Sue went on, "That was twenty-two years ago. I was only twenty-six working in Al's import office and banging him about twice a week. I'm on retirement from him now at $600 a month. What ever happened to that blonde who gave the twat-tightening lecturer Dude answered, "Oh Joan. She married a multi-millionaire real estate developer in San Francisco. Quite a gal, that Joan."
Sue went on, "She put on a real show that night. You know Dude, watching her take on those eight studs at once made me come in my pants. Just thinking about it gives me a creamy cunt. I've always wanted to try that but never did."
Dude told her, "Why not right here, tonight? In the living room we'll put on a show-stopping act. As you're performing, I'll take on six gals like I used to do when I had my girl orchestra." They went in and located their hostess and telling her their plan she was elated.
She picked up a, little bell and rang it loudly. When all had quieted, Annie announced, "Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Dude Marvin here, has a few words I think you'll enjoy. Mr. Marvin."
Dude started, "Thank you, Annie. Friends, little Sue here and I just had a lovely session out in and by the pool. Afterward we found out we had banged each other twenty-two years ago at a beach party near Honolulu. I had a sex show touring the world along with my country western band. Part of. the show was my girl singer engaged in sex with eight studs at the same time. Sue said she's always wanted to try that so we agreed, why not now? We need eight volunteers. And also six girls which I want to entertain after she gets started."
Three guys with erections stepped up and he told the first one to get on his back on the carpet. Sue had a jar of Vaseline and greased him good, slipping it in her anus as she sat down on him, facing his head. Then Dude lowered her shoulders to the floor between his legs. Dude then straddled the guy's tummy and worked his cock deep into Sue's slimy cunt, pulling out and standing, he told another guy to enter like he had.
With the first two in her, Sue went to work, grinding, hunching and gasping. The next cat got on his knees over her face and she raised her head to take a big mouthful. Dude handed the Vaseline to the next guy, telling him to slick up and sit beside Sue, sucking her left tit as she jacked him off. Another on her other side doing the same, with both of them pushing her big tits together. Dude then showed the next eager stud how to stick his prick between her boobs standing on his knees astride her tummy, rocking forward and back.
Dude held the jar to two others saying, "Grease up and sit at her feet. She'll push your cocks up against your tummies and give you a thrill."
With the full crew Sue really got to going. Every part of her body was in motion. About every two minutes she climaxed loudly.
The six broads stood waiting for Dude's attention. He got on his back directing a pretty redhead to sit on him facing his feet. On her knees she held his cock and guided it to the wet warmth of her throbbing vagina. Pointing to two he commanded, "Sit here at my side while I finger your pussies. And you other two sit with my feet at your cunts and I'll show you an educated big toe. When I get started on you, suck the breasts of the redhead screwing me. Now you, Nina, stand here on your knees so my tongue can get to you and my finger-fucked friends here will suck your tits. O.K., all together now." His big toes found the girls' clits and they were certainly enjoying it as they gobbled away at the fits of the broad getting his shaft and each one of them fondled one of his big nuts.
Soon as they were all in place and the wild action began, the remaining dozen or so began clapping and whistling.
Sue interrupted her sucking long enough to announce, "Gentlemen, you at my hands and feet, don't come that way. Wait until one of these other four finishes, then replace him." She then resumed and soon had polished off the guy at her pussy, one cat at her feet quickly taking his place.
The redhead got an intense climax and stood up being replaced by one at Dude's feet. Nina came and left next, replaced by the other at his foot. On and on until the six had come with his big pecker or his mouth.
Sue went on and on until she had received eight loads of cream either in her anus, her cunt, mouth or between her boobs.
After it was all over and everyone was standing around sipping on punch, Nina came to Dude and confessed, "Dude, I want to try that eight on one bit. I've got to!"
He quieted them down and told them, "Gentlemen, let me introduce to you my friend, Nina. She's been widowed three years and until yesterday had not touched a man. She's trying to make up for lost time now and wants to make the scene like Sue did. Can I see eight hands held up?" Three shot up immediately and in a few seconds eight eager hands were held up.
After she'd finished, she went to Dude, kissed him on the cheek and exclaimed, "Thanks lover. That was the greatest thrill I ever had. Just imagine! Contacting eight hard cocks at the same time!"
As Dude drove out of La Jolla heading for Club 21 about eleven that evening, Nina said, "Hey guys. This is the greatest evening I ever spent. I have received the nut popping of twelve studs tonight. I feel great!"
Dorothy confessed, "I only had four but I came twenty times, at least."
Mary injected, "Well, dear, I've got that beat. I popped five and came about the same number of times as you."
Nina next with, "Heavens I must have come thirty times. I can almost come just thinking about having eight men at once."
When they arrived at Club 21 Mary and Dorothy drove off to spend the night together. Nina and Dude went up, had a few drinks, showered and went to bed.
As they settled on their pillows Dude asked, "Want some more, tiger?"
She cooed, "No driving desire, but I can get hot if you want me."
Dude replied, "Let's wait until tomorrow." Hell he thought. I've come four times tonight. That's enough. The last session had been a blow job from the little redhead he'd screwed first in the group. It took her twenty-five minutes and she got only a few drops but it was worth it.
CHAPTER FIVE
About seven one evening Dude was cruising down Woodside Avenue and as he approached Riverview Street he started thinking about Cass and Sharon Stinson. He had sold them their house there on River-view three months before and had been dropping in on them occasionally ever since. Partly for business purposes but mostly to admire that sexy little Sharon. She was a pretty blonde, a hundred ten pounds measuring thirty-six, twenty-two, thirty-six. The night their escrow closed he took them out for dinner and dancing.
They had finished eating and had several drinks when Sharon said, "Dude, want to dance this one?"
Cass encouraged, "Yes Dude, she's a fine dancer."
When she snuggled close to him as he held her lightly, she pushed her pubic mound hard into his as they danced. He had a bone on that was pushing into her thigh and he knew she felt it. At the far end of the room out of sight from Cass she pulled his head down and kissed him, with her tongue doing wild tricks, darting all around then going deep, all the way in.
She whispered in his ear, "Dude, your cock is driving me nuts. I'm about to come." He stuck his tongue as deep as possible in her ear and she gasped, "Dude, I'm coming, I'm coming. Oh! God help me!"
When he released her after the music stopped he rammed his hand in his pocket so everybody wouldn't see his condition.
They were around thirty and very much in love. He was sure, however, she would screw him but he would never cheat on Cass. They were too good friends.
Dude made a right turn on Riverview and a couple of blocks farther was the Stinson's place. He rang the bell and whistled as he waited. Sharon opened the door and invited him in. She had on a micro-miniskirt with five buttons down the front and a bra made of the same material.
Cass stopped his eight millimeter film projector saying, "Hi Dude. We just started showing it. I'll run it back so you can see it all. It's the sexiest I ever saw."
It was a good one, all right. Two studs and two broads doing it all. Cass was seated at the projector with Dude behind him and Sharon was standing beside Cass.
After about five minutes Cass reached over and unbuttoned all but the top button of her mini-skirt. It gapped open showing her cunt in full view. A very small tuft of blonde fuzz covered her mound and the outer lips stuck out about an inch.
Cass put a finger inside saying, "Isn't that a beauty, Dude?"
Dude answered, "Perfect man! Prettiest I ever saw." He removed his hand to adjust the projector and pretty soon she stepped back and stood near Dude, her pussy not a foot from his face. For three or four minutes he tried to watch the movie but couldn't keep his eyes off that cunt.
Finally he blurted, "Cass, I'm having one hell of a time keeping my hands off. I'd hate to get my face slapped."
The reply was, "Dude, she's not the slapping kind."
Dude then with, "Or maybe get slugged by you."
Cass assured him, "And I'm not the slugging kind, either."
To Dude that was the green light. Go! Man! He first reached over and cupped that vulva in his hand and then rubbed the lips together a few times before putting his long finger in where it was warm and wet. His thumb found her knob which was hard as a bone. Massaging roughly, Sharon started hunching and came a step closer to him. Occasionally Cass would look back at them. Dude unzipped himself and pulled out his very hard penis and she grabbed it. He took her bottom in both hands pulling her toward his face until his lips found her clitoris. With his long finger in her vagina he nibbled and poked and she wiggled and groaned. Sharon, on her knees, sucked his pulsating member deep, deep in her mouth. He continued to work on her with his fingers and fondled her big boob with the other hand. Cass kept glancing back frequently.
Sharon stood up and said in Dude's ear, "You want to fuck me now?"
Dude whispered, "Will he let us?"
She answered, "He doesn't care."
Dude asked, "Where."
Sharon assured him, "Anywhere you say, honey."
Dude suggested, "Here on the floor?"
"Fine with me," as she spread out on her back. Just as he was about to put it in, Sharon asked, "Want to eat me first?"
By this time they were both bare-assed naked. Without a word, he moved around putting her cheek on the inside of his thigh and began to suck those long lips deep in his mouth, rubbing her clit with his fingers as she sucked him. Sharon wasn't long in reaching the high point, bouncing into his face until it almost hurt him. After her fit of fever was over Dude got up and started screwing that hot little bitch. And she was artistic about it, too. She was making two hunches to his one and he wasn't going slow.
With a loud grunt he shot his load in that babe, continuing his pumping until she made the grade again.
By then the film had run out and as Dude stood up, Cass came forward with a towel. "Turn over on your knees, baby," Cass told Sharon, and he dried her off good. As he started pouring it to her, Dude laid down on his back so Sharon could take his limber prick in her mouth and he worked his head down to where he could watch Cass's pecker pounding in and out of that fantastic pussy. That view and Sharon's fabulous blowing soon brought his deflated dong to life again.
He had never in his life had such a wonderful surprise as this. He'd had a hard on for her over three months but was sure he'd never make her, then to get it all from her while her husband watched -it was out of this world, a thrill like nothing he'd ever experienced.
Sharon blew up in a couple of minutes and Cass suggested, "Let's change positions."
Dude agreed, "That's fine with me. Sharon get on your back and let me fuck you while Cass on his knees above your head gets a blow."
Dude stood on his knees and sunk his big purple knob in that twitching little cunt moving his hips forward and back, in her and out as . she bounced up off the floor. Her head was on a pillow and Cass was screwing in and out of her pretty mouth at about a forty-five degree angle.
When Sharon had gotten her goodies once more Dude had dreamed up the next move, saying, "Sharon, my love, let's you and me sixty-nine, with you above while Cass fucks your little brownie." He laid down and they went to it. Cass interrupted that, pulling out saying he was about to come and wasn't ready so Dude kept doing his thing until Sharon floated into bliss again.
Sharon had the next suggestion. "I'll sit here on the table and Dude, lift my legs on your shoulders and you hose me while Cass stands on his knees beside me getting blown."
That was a beautiful scene.
While still screwing, Dude said, "Cass we ought to be getting pictures of all this."
Cass answered, "Great! But who'd be the photographer?"
Dude informed him, "Hell man! I have my Polaroid mounted on a microphone stand so I can adjust the height and aim it anywhere. There is a delayed-action device and I've attached a string to it so that when I pull the string, fifteen seconds later it shoots the photo."
Sharon interrupted the conversation with a loud series of gasps and spasms, then, "Wow! Each one gets better. Cass can we do this again soon?"
He patted her butt saying, "Sure lover, anytime Dude wants to."
Dude thought to himself, Wow!
Dude was pleased to hear Cass saying, "Bring that camera rig along next time, Dude. That sounds like fun"
The next scene found Cass on his back with Sharon on her knees enjoying his tongue as she blows Dude who is standing astride Cass. She pumps away with her hand on Cass's cock, pleading, "Oh! Cass! Suck me harder! Harder. Ooooh that's it. I'm coming. Wow! That about blew my mind!"
Dude said, "Well, love-birds, I'm about ready to explode again. Cass, how about you getting on your back and let Sharon fuck you to climax, on her knees, while I screw her in the ass?"
Cass agreed and Sharon cooed, "Sounds like a winner."
Those two studs poked that beauty from two directions, faster and faster -harder and harder until all three seemed to gasp off into oblivion together. They all sprawled on the floor, panting.
After he got enough breath Dude said, "Cass, I'm fifty-two years old, have probably screwed three thousand dames of all nationalities in twenty-nine countries but here today I've had, by far, the greatest sexual thrill of my life. You must have been able to tell, I've had big eyes for your wife all along but no way would I have tried to screw her. I thought too much of you and just would never have tried. But for you to let me fuck her as you watched and then both of us to bang her at the same time, there's just nothing that could duplicate it."
Cass said, "Thanks, Dude. I enjoyed it more than you could imagine. She told me about your erection and her creaming in her drawers while dancing that night. She said it was purely physical, no love just animal passion. We love each other more every day and I try to give her everything I can. I wanted to give, her your cock but if she'd have gone to a motel with you some afternoon it would have torn me apart. But this way I enjoyed having her getting fucked by you. A man who really loves his wife should give her everything he can. And you know, two heads are better than one (pecker heads, that is). I'm sure it will be reversed someday. When the right girl comes along she'll let me take on the two of them at the same time, won't you baby?"
She answered, "Of course, daddy."
Dude told them, "I've found a new doll lately that you'd love. How about it if I bring her along next time and have an orgy?"
Cass exclaimed, "That's a fucking good ideal"
CHAPTER SIX
A nine o'clock Dude entered the back door of "Jim O'Brien, Realtors," real estate office. First checking his phone, there was a note reading, "Call Lily Denton." He thumbed through his listing book and found her phone number.
He had listed her Mt. Helix home for sale about a month earlier for $39,000.
On the phone she said, "Dude, can you drop by? I want to talk to you."
Dude answered her, "Right away, Mrs. Denton. See you in ten minutes."
Driving down the freeway Dude began reflecting about Lily Denton. She had been married to a very wealthy doctor until his passing five years before. A very attractive old sister, for sixty-five years of age.
Her figure was like a girl under forty. Silvery gray hair and big brown eyes. Her big round butt ground round and round as she walked. Dude had been having strong sexual desires for her since the first day and would certainly have tried to bed down with her had she not been a client. He had a weakness for silver haired pussies, anyway.
She opened the door before he had a chance to ring, inviting, "Come in, Dude."
He walked in, shook her hand saying, "Hi! You lovely lady." She wore nothing but a filmy negligee, wrapped tightly around her. Dude thought seriously about breaking the first commandment in real estate, "Thou shalt not attempt to screw thy clients and customers, or else you could lose your license."
To get his mind off that he asked, "Is something wrong, Lily?"
"No, of course not," he heard, sighing in relief.
She went on, "Dude. I have a proposition for you but first I want your promise of secrecy, whether you accept or not"
"O.K." Dude said, "Not a word to anyone. You can depend on that." Lily continued, "Tomorrow my daughter and granddaughter will be here from New York. They are both lovely. Anna is forty and Sylvia is twenty one. At first you'll probably think we are some kind of weirdoes but don't be too hasty on making that decision. For five years now every time they visit me we have learned that it is very, very erotic and stimulating to have one guy fuck all three of us. By the time Anna has seen Sylvia get drilled she is steaming, out of her gourd. After I've watched them both get it, I'm so hot I get my first climax in ten seconds.
"Now Dude, there's a hundred bucks for you if you'll be here about three tomorrow afternoon. O.K.? "
Dude gasped, "I'll be here, baby, but won't take your money."
Lily replied, "Oh yes, honey. That's a must. It would lose some of its appeal to us if the fucker wasn't being paid."
Dude went on, "O.K. Lily, under one condition. I've had an ache to get in your pants since that first day we met. How about one now?" She stood up then, pulled her belt untied and the silky garment fell to the floor. Dude stood up as he admired the beauty standing in front of him. The biggest triangle of pussy hair he'd ever seen, silvery gray and lots of it. What a nice cushion that was going to make. The straight line at the top was almost up to her navel. Her cunt lips were long, hanging down maybe an inch and a half. Huge tits, sagging down some, but not too much.
Lily started walking, telling him over her shoulder, "The bedroom is this way." Dude unbuttoned his shirt as he followed close behind her. As she leaned over to pull the covers back her cunt stuck back like a four inch hot dog bun. Dude, unable to control his curiosity rubbed his hand over it and his eight inch rod raised up a little past horizontal.
He took her in his arms then and kissed her greedily, pulling her against him with his hands on her buttocks. She lifted one leg up high enough to get his pecker under it, lowering it again placing it just beneath her pussy.
Dude asked softly in her ear, "How you want it, lover?"
"Around the world, stud, starting with a sixty-nine," she answered, crawling in bed stretching out on her back, adding, "Eat me, Dude. Eat my pussy."
He stood on his knees straddling her head and started lowering into her mouth as he sucked about three inches of pink lips into his mouth and started nibbling. Her big throbbing clitoris began pulsating into his chin and his tongue tried to soothe its aching. Dude realized that she was giving him about the best blowing he had ever had. She had probably had fifty years experience so she knew all the tricks. She grasped the shaft with one hand pumping as she sucked it in and out of her mouth, very tight with her hand as she pulled it downward. Two or three minutes and she arched up her body holding her bottom six or eight inches off the bed as she, quivering violently, got her jollies.
Dude almost got past the point of no return too, and pulled away from her.
He asked, "Brownie banging time now?"
"Why not, lover," as she rolled over flat on her tummy with her legs spread and butt arched up slightly, enough for his hand to find her clitoris. He rubbed some of the juices from her cunt on his dong and around her anus and slowly it disappeared in her brown little hole.
As he reached a rhythmic pattern of screwing she groaned, "Oh! Dude! Faster please and harder with your fingers." She was hunching down on to his hand, sighing and gasping with each of his strokes. Soon she bombed into bliss again and he damn near did too. He had to yank it out while she was still coming but continued with his massaging fingers until she'd had enough.
He backed away from her as she rolled over, spreading her legs inviting, "O.K. sweetheart. I'm ready for the main event. Fuck my cunt with that long, fat cock of yours, big boy."
He shoved it in with, "You know it baby."
As he sucked on a long hard nipple, he realized she had a muscle-bound cunt like Sue had. On his out-ward stroke she grasped his pecker as hard as most people could have with their hand.
Dude couldn't understand why more gals didn't take those exercises. All they had to do was pucker the pussy as you would to stop urinating and hold it a few seconds -as long as possible. Repeat fifteen times and one exercise is completed. By repeating that exercise fifteen times a day, in three months they have a tight cunt. In six months they can flex so tight as to be painful.
Lily was fabulous with her grinding motions, too. Dude gave her his best punches and has to fight for control. Just as he heard her first gasp he exploded. He threw all his weight on to her as blast after blast of his worked up discharge pumped into her fine, tight vagina. That muscular beauty of hers milked the last drop from him and with a final hard tug evicted his deflating, useless pecker.
Resting on their backs, Lily remarked, "Dude, I've been sucking and fucking over fifty years and I can honestly say I've never enjoyed a man any more than you. Of course it will be much, much better tomorrow."
Dude said, "I can hardly wait," and dozed off for a few minutes.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Next afternoon at three Dude Marvin was ringing the door chimes at Lily's house on Severin Drive. As he waited, be was thinking of how great it was going to be ringing the chimes of three generations of cunts in the same session. If the others were as talented as the grandmother, he was in for one hell of an afternoon.
A voluptuous young doll dressed in a bikini and brief bra opened the door and greeted him softly, "Hi Dude. I'm Sylvia. Please come in." She offered her hand and he kissed the back of it then turned it over, licking the palm.
Sylvia giggled, "Oh! That tickles and makes my twat twitch. Come on in and meet my mother."
Sylvia had the type of body you see in beauty contests. Light brown hair, brown eyes and a deep suntan. Following her into the living room he noticed she walked just like her grandmother.
Dude was a little surprised to find the other two standing there without a stitch of clothing. His jaw dropped when he saw Anna.
"Oh!" Lily said, "Dude Marvin, meet my daughter Anna."
"Pleased to meet you, Anna," he smiled.
"My pleasure," she cooed, pulling his head to her face and giving him her tongue. He put his arms around her and crushed her big firm boobs into his chest. He could feel their firmness through his shirt. Later he learned her vital statistics were forty-one, twenty-five, thirty-nine. She had a heavy growth of pussy hair just like her mother's except the color was light brown like Sylvia's.
They offered him a glass of punch and he took a few sips and set it down, starting to undress. Lily was telling the girls, "Now you two prepare yourselves for a pleasant surprise. Dude has the biggest crock we three have ever tried, and he knows all the tricks on using it."
Sylvia had stepped out a moment and walked back in, nude. There was a thick satiny looking quilt spread on the middle of the floor and Sylvia laid down on it, on her back.
Lily commanded, "Fuck her, Dude. Give it to her good."
Dude asked, "Want me to blow one of you at the same timer She snapped back, "Not Give that sweet thing all your attention. Sixty-nine, anal coitus and then fuck her like mad."
He wasted no time. Took her the same as he had her grandmother the previous day and she knew all of her tricks.
After two minutes and her first climax, Anna commanded, "Sylvia turn over and let him fuck you in the ass."
She rolled over to exactly the same position as Lily had. Since the first, Anna and Lily were on their knees watching avidly, every move.
They kept cheering them on, "Pour the meat to her Dude! Sylvia, hunch into him harder! Ram down on to her butt faster and harder!"
That heavenly beauty soon popped again.
Lily asked, "How do you want to get fucked; on your back, your knees or you on top, Sylvia?"
Rolling over she said, "On my back, please," and she spread her lips open for him. She was great but didn't have a cunt like her grandmother's. She came quicker this time and he got close. Sylvia, he learned, was a junior in college but her lovely body had already graduated.
Dude told them, "Let me have a few belts of booze Anna, and I'll be ready for you."
"Hurry up," she replied. "I am hotter than hell," as she rubbed her vulva with her hand.
Dude put his drink down and Lily barked, "Dude, suck that gal. Suck hell out of my little baby daughter!"
Sylvia joined Lily in the rooting section and observation team saying, "Oh Dude! Suck my mother's pussy. Eat her! Eat her good. Mother take his cock in your mouth deeper. That's it! Deeper, mother! Deepen As Anna went into the convulsions of her first climax, Sylvia jumped up and down clapping her hands exclaiming, "Oh! Goodie! Goodie! Mother is coming! Come good, mother. Dude suck her harder and ram your finger faster. Oh she's getting a good one."
Around the world they went, with Dude enjoying all three of her lovely openings. Her cunt was better than Sylvia's but Lily's was the best.
When he began coitus with Lily he knew he couldn't last long and told her so. She reassured him, "Don't worry Dude, a few more strokes is all I'll need."
As they slammed their tummies together in climax, their audience clapped loudly as Sylvia said, "Oh! Grandma, milk him dry, get it all, honey."
He enjoyed the next three Thursdays, each one more than the preceding one.
A few days after Lily's girls went back to New York Dude phoned her saying, "Lily, I have an attorney and his wife who are interested in your house. They are on the way to my office now. May I bring them up and show your house?"
She answered, "Oh! It's a mess but I'll have some of it picked up by the time you get here. Dude, sell them my house. I want to move back to New York with my girls."
He assured her he'd do his best and told her to get lost as soon as he introduced them.
He drove the Fishers up Severin Drive and made a U-turn, coming back to park across the street from Lily's house. As they got out of his Cadillac Mrs. Fisher remarked, "Oh! It is beautiful."
He walked them all through the house, out to the pool and around the spacious back yard. He had felt strongly they had found the house they wanted as soon as they were in the living room when Mr. Fisher commented, "This is terrific."
She agreed adding, "My piano would be perfect near that window." They wanted to see the bedrooms a second time and he was sure he had a sale.
They told Lily goodbye and out in the front yard Dude asked, "Would you like to buy the house?"
They looked at each other, she nodded and he asked, "Think she'd take twenty thousand down and carry the balance at three hundred a month or more, at seven percent interest?"
He informed them, "There's only one way to find out. We'll write up an offer to purchase and I'll present it to her."
He took a blank from his attach� case and on the hood of the car began writing and asked, "Would you like to make a thousand dollar check as a deposit? It won't even be cashed if she refuses your offer. Make it payable to Jim O'Brien, trustee."
He replied, "That's fine but I want to offer her thirty seven five."
That is the way he wrote it up and as the Fishers waited in his car, he presented it to Lily. She carefully read it and asked, "Dude, do you think this is a good offer?"
He told her, "Yes, Lily, I do. It has been on the market two months now, and this is the first offer. Not too many people can afford twenty thousand down and three hundred a month."
She took the pen he offered her and wrote "Lily", then stopped, saying, "I will finish signing this under one condition. That you take me to Mission Valley for a few drinks tonight then spend the night with me."
He was more than happy to accept.
The escrow closed in two weeks, and they celebrated again.
A few days later, Attorney Fisher called Dude saying, "From one of our conversations, I got the idea that you are quite a swinger with the chicks. Is that right?"
He answered, "You might say that. I do get around."
Fisher went on, "There is a convention in town next week. It is an annual affair and each year after the business is taken care of, there is a group of about a hundred of us who get together for a stag show. It is my responsibility to get the entertainment this time, and frankly, I'm stuck. We have the Presidential suite at the El Mortez reserved for next Thursday but the group I had intended to get from Hollywood can't make it. They were hurt in a car accident. Do you have any suggestions?"
Dude answered, "I have some friends who might be interested. How about two dolls and three studs doing it all?"
He told Dude, "That sounds great You can earn two hundred bucks each if you'll let each chick take on a lucky ticket holder after your show."
Dude agreed, adding, "I have a film entitled, "Full House, Three Kings and a Pair of Queens" and we can copy it for about twenty or twenty five minutes. I'll check with my friends and let you know in an hour."
He called them all for an emergency meeting at Club 21 and laid out the plan. They all went over-board for it. They ran the film, "Full House" again and rehearsed for the show.
Their performance went off that Thursday without a hitch and afterwards about twenty of the audience came to Dude asking for his card and assured him he would be contacted later for future shows.
That is how it happened, too. In three weeks he had fifty letters from exclusive country clubs around the country asking for details.
Our hem selected one from a country club in a suburb of New York City and wrote telling them they were available at one thousand dollars plus five round trip plane tickets. They would do the same routine as the attorneys had seen then a drawing could be held with two winning studs screwing the girls and three winning dames getting balled by the three boys.
Three days later they phoned Dude accepting a Saturday night two weeks ahead. Dude told them to write him the terms of the agreement and he would mail back written confirmation.
Then he had a little selling job to do. He phoned the other four asking for a conference at Club 21. In a half hour they were all seated with a highball in their hand and Dude handed each one of them one of the letters he'd received.
When they had finished, Dude began, "I can book us as often as we want. You can each have fifty bucks a performance and I'll pay all expenses. I can assure you there's no thrill like screwing and blowing with several hundred people watching. Suits me fine to do three or four a week for awhile. This damned real estate business has gone to pot, thanks to the President's tight money and high interest rates. What do you think about it, Dorothy?"
She smiled and answered, "I'm willing to try it once, how about you, Mary?"
Mary said, "Sounds like fun. I'm for trying it once."
Dude looked at Gif, "Well, stud?"
He answered, "I vote for four a week starting as soon as possible."
Arkie added, "Me too."
Dude went on and told them about a week from the next Saturday they'd fly to New York and back the same night.
He was sure that once the girls tried it they'd want to continue. He was positive enough to lay out two hundred bucks to have some color brochures made up. There were eight photos taken from some Polaroid shots he'd taken and the terms were explained in detail, giving the phone number of O'Brien's answering service. He'd shit if he knew how Dude was using his answering service.
Before the New York trip, he had received and answered over a hundred letters.
On Saturday morning August 15, 1969, our happy quintet took off from Lindbergh Field at eight fifty-five aboard a United Airlines DC-8, touching down at Kennedy International at five p.m. They took a cab to the Dixie Hotel, just off Times Square. They checked in as Mr. and Mrs. Arkie Garvin, Mr. and Mrs. Dude Marvin and a single room for Gif Straight Arrow. There were two king sized beds in one big room and Gif never even unlocked his room. He and Arkie were agreed to sleep with Mary; with Dude and Dorothy slated to take the other bed.
After a quick shower they went down and had steaks.
The show was, scheduled for eight p.m. so about seven they took a cab for the forty mile drive. About thirty miles out on Merrit Parkway then another ten to the big country club.
A big mat had been placed on the stage, covered by two blue silky quilts. Two big flood lights were above. Promptly at eight the troupe walked out on the stage fully dressed and five hundred men and women applauded loudly. Our five walked to the front and as one, took a deep bow and began undressing. When Gif's ten inches was first seen the girls nearly all squealed and clapped.
They went through the whole routine they had copied from the film, except the boys didn't climax. They had to save those loads for some country club cants.
After finishing, standing in a line, they took another bow with thundering applause coming from that five hundred.
A sexy looking chic came out on the stage then with two cardboard boxes, one of which she put on the floor, announcing in a microphone at the edge of the stage, "Gentlemen, this charming blonde here is going to draw a ticket now, and the winner comes up here, undresses and screws her to his heart's content. O.K. -Dorothy, draw."
When the number was read into the mike a gray haired guy in his fifties yelled, "Hey, that's me. Wow! Get ready baby, here I come!"
Soon Dorothy and Mary were sixty-nining two cunt happy studs.
The lady took the other box then and asked Gif to draw. His cock was like a bone and as he drew the ticket she couldn't resist the temptation to take it in her hand and pump it a few times.
The number was read and a pretty redhead screamed, "I'm on my way, big boy." She pulled up her dress and laid down spreading her legs saying, "Fuck me, big boy. Wow! I didn't know they came in that size."
As his organ entered her, she moaned, "Ooooow. what a cock you've got. Shove it all in. Wow!"
Next Aride drew, then Dude won himself a fine young Italian girl -couldn't have been much over twenty-one and she gave him a wild ride. With her high heels locked behind him she frantically bounced away. She let out a blood-curdling scream and pleaded, "Oh man! Fuck me hard, I'm about to come."
Faster and faster she bounced her pussy into him and climaxed in a fit of groans and gasps saying, "Keep going you big prick, I've got to come once more." When she made it again Dude could restrain himself no longer so he shot his load deep in her pussy. He stood up with his cock rapidly deflating as she went to her knees, taking it deep in her mouth and sucked pm clean a couple of minutes and it got bard again.
The gal with the tickets came over and said to him, "Hey Dude, you're ready to go again. Want to fuck me?"
Dude commanded, "lay down, baby," and proceeded to pour it to her until she climaxed and they quit. Dude was going to save his next load for Dorothy.
The guy he'd made the deal with came around then and handed Dude a packet of twenty dollar bills, informing him, "Good show man! We sold over five hundred tickets at ten bucks each. Want to come back four weeks from tonight?"
Dude was thinking about the five thousand bucks they had made so he answered, "Man, this is our first personal appearance. We've got to have two thousand next time."
He replied, "It's a deal. We'll probably have eight hundred next time. Say, rd give a hundred bucks to screw your Mary."
Dude walked over to where Mary was dressing asking, "Mary, would you screw that cat standing over there for fifty bucks?"
"Hell yes!" she snapped, starting to get undressed.
Dude walked over and said, "Let's see the hundred." He counted out five twenties and they walked to where Mary stood, Dude introducing them, "Mary, meet John, John this is Mary."
"How do you do?", she smiled.
John shaking her hand said, "It's a pleasure to meet such a charming girl. I've had a hard-on for you all evening. Lay down and let's get acquainted."
She did and they did get better acquainted.
Another stud came to Dude and inquired, "How about Dorothy? Does she have a price?"
Dude answered, "One hundred for a straight fuck. Two hundred for around the world."
He counted out two hundred and Dude said, "Wait here." He then asked Dorothy if she'd go around the world with that guy for a C note.
Her reply, "Why not?"
By eleven they were drinking back at their room -drinking and all dancing in the nude. They changed partners every few minutes until all were hot to trot. Dancing with their erections in the girl's crotches proved to be quite erotic. Dude was dancing with his long legged Dorothy and slipped it in her pussy, still dancing. With a band on each buttock mound he held her hard against his groin, occasionally pulling it half way out and slamming back deep into her. Gif saw their actions and worked his way into Mary's steaming cunt as Arkie worked his Vaselined nine inches in her anus -still dancing.
Mary shook her head from side to side saying, "Boys, fuck me harder. I'm about out of my mind. Oh! It's good!"
Dorothy commented, "Dude, look at that lucky bitch. She's really enjoying that double fuck, isn't she?"
"Well, why not? She only has nineteen inches of fat cock in her and she's loving every inch of it!"
After Mary danced into a fantastic climax, Dorothy ordered, "Gif, come and fuck me while Dude enters my rear. That double fuck looked good to me." As they got started on her, she chanted, "Oh boys! Fuck me, ream me, fuck me, ream me. Hold them both deep in me while I twist"
They sunk in to the hilt and she did twist -from side to side, rapidly.
Dorothy cried out, "Arkie, stand here on the bed and let me blow you." She took five inches of his bone in her mouth and worked it in and out. Interrupting she exclaimed, "Look Mary, I have twenty three inches of cock in me."
Didn't take much of that to make her explode, gasping and groaning convulsively. She pleaded, "Gentlemen, please unpin me." They withdrew and she sank to the floor, out of breath.
They all had a few more drinks and Dude announced, "Next show we do, each of you will get two hundred instead of fifty. By the way, Dorothy here's your hundred for overtime and fifty for the show. Mary here's your hundred including fifty for over-time. Gif and Arkie, fifty each."
They all thanked him and Dorothy. asked, "When is the next show, Dude? I've never had such a sexy ball in my life. I could do that every night."
Dude replied, "I told you, didn't I? I couldn't book any more until you and Mary gave the green light. How you feel about it, Mary?"
"Groovy man," she answered. "I vote for six nights a week."
Dude cautioned them, "Better stick to two or three for awhile. I've had similar experiences before and it can get to be a drag."
They went to bed then and Dorothy satisfied Dude while Mary took care of her two -then deep sleep. The flight home the next day was uneventful.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Dude wrote all those he had mailed the brochure to, explaining there had been a mistake made. It was two thousand a show instead of one. In just a few days he had them booked every Friday, Saturday and Sunday until after the first of the year.
Each Friday they would fly out of Lindbergh Field and back Sunday night or Monday.
All week Dude was a respected real estate salesman with Jim O'Brien Realtors, while Mary did her thing with Bosworth Real Estate. If the commissioner should find out about those weekend excursions, their license would go up in smoke, but what the hell! He was doing thirty-six hundred and it would be hard to duplicate that in real estate the way things were loused up. People were worried. The Viet Nam "conflict" (not war), college unrest, black people pro-testing, promises, promises from Washington. It was a sad state of affairs but maybe it would be better next year. Anyway, Dude and Mary enjoyed the weekends more than their real estate offices.
December eighteenth he got the diddling dozen together. Pete and Bessie flew over from Vegas and Dude picked them up and drove back to El Cajon. He had made arrangements with his broker to use the office for a party that evening but little did he know about what kind of party it was going to be! However, he had agreed to stay away.
By the time they arrived from San Diego, all the guests were .present. Dude had covered up the glass n both doors with heavy paper, the drapes were drawn and everything was in readiness. Three desks were lined up along each of the two walls with a ten foot aisle between them. On each one, a name plate was seen. On a front one was a large punch bowl filled to the brim with bright red liquid and a dozen glasses ready to be filled with the big glass dipper resting inside the bowl. Dude and Dorothy were then dressed fit to kill, unlocking the back door. They poured a drink, unlocked the front door and each of the others, dressed in their best, all filed in and were handed a drink.
Dude's stereo tape recorder was filling the room with nice Stan Kenton music, old standards mostly.
Next, the six couples were dancing, holding each other in close embrace, kissing a lot. This only for a few seconds to be replaced by a view of Dude sitting on a desk with Bessie seated in front of him sliding her hand up and down the huge bulge in his trousers as he fondled both her boobs, inside her dress. She unzipped him, pulled out his dong and sunk it deep in her mouth. Leaning forward and back as she shook her head from side to side, he put one hand on the back of her head and pulled her in to him.
Pete had Sue sitting on the desk in front of him. His head was underneath the skirt of the tailored business suit she wore and could be seen moving, very busy. Sue pulled her skirt up then, so you could see him lapping away. She took one hand and pulled his silvery gray head in to her snow white pussy hair. She placed her legs over his shoulders, squeezing his head between her thighs.
You could then be thrilled with a view of Gif's big pecker trying to fill Sharon Stinson's mouth, as he sat on a desk. She had both hands clasped around it, jacking him off as she sucked. He unzipped the back of her dress, unhooking her bra then took her boobs and started squeezing them.
Cass and Nina were next. With her nude from the waist up, seated on a desk, her skirt pulled up, her legs wrapped around his head, she bounced up and down enjoying his talented tongue. He was sucking on her clitoris, ramming a long finger rapidly in and out of her vagina. Nina was heard to say, "Oh Cass! Suck harder. Harder, honey!"
Cal and Arkie were sitting on a divan with Dorothy screwing Cal and Arkie pouring it to Mary.
The girls were grinding round and round as those big cocks were drilling in and out, very fast.
Next, Pete was standing up, Sue's legs remaining on his shoulders as he dropped his trousers and shorts to the floor. Then Pete's nine and a half by two and a quarter-inch penis was being slid up and down the length of her slit and next the big purple head slowly disappeared in her wet, warm vagina.
As he got it all in her, she gasped, "Oh Pete, you beautiful man! Fuck my cunt with that big chunk of meat. Fuck it, hard!" A minute of that beautiful union then it went to Dude, dropping his trousers and pulling Bessie off the desk to sit on him with his cock sliding in her well kissed pussy. Her feet were on the floor but most of her weight was grinding down on him. He had her bra unfastened and was sucking hungrily on one boob, working her other nipple with his thumb and fingers. She moaned, pulling his head tight into her bossom.
Moving then to Gif, he had Sharon laying on her tummy lengthwise of the desk, feet together on the floor as his huge prick slid in and out of her slit. Out he'd come, then in all the way giving three more hunches before sliding all the way out. This to the rumba rhythm of Stan Kenton's, "Green Eyes." After half a minute he stuck his middle finger in alongside his rod and pulled it out, very wet, and shoved it out of sight in her little brownie. This was done in the same rumba rhythm. Beautiful! Then to Cass and Nina.
That beautiful raven haired doll lay flat on her back across the desk, her head resting on a book. Her shapely legs were pulled up to her boobs, knees together.
It was breathtaking watching Cass make entry. He worked the head of his cock up and down the length of her slit until it gleamed from her warm moisture. Then the beautiful union was completed as his big hard cock sank to the hilt in her charming vagina. With it all in, he hunched a couple of times, pulling her toward him with his hands on her hips. Pulling out then until a little of the head could be seen, with about an inch of her red inner lips clinging to his wet, slick prick.
Slowly at first then gradually getting faster and faster, her buttocks lifting three or four inches off the desk with each stroke.
Nina said, "Cass, you're the greatest. Please tickle my clit, honey."
He opened the folds of the upper part of her cunt to find her bone-like erect knob, massaging it roughly with his thumb. This soon brought her to a writhing, gasping climax and he kept drilling her.
Cal, Mary, Arkie and Dorothy formed a square lying on the floor on their sides, all sucking and being sucked. Cal had his face on Mary's crotch and she had Arkie's prick in her mouth. Arkie and his educated tongue were very busy between Dorothy's upper thighs and she gobbled away on Cal's dong.
They hunched and twisted in passionate bliss.
Next move started with the boys bringing in three mattresses. Side by side they almost covered the floor between the rows of desks. The girls covered them with bright blue sheets. Everyone was completely nude.
They had it all planned and in just a few seconds everyone was in place. On their sides in a circle, the girls facing the center of the circle with the boys the opposite.
Dorothy was blowing Dude with Cal tongue-diddling her. Dude had his face in Mary's pussy as she sucked on Pete who was lapping Nina. Nina taking Gif's big horn in her mouth and so on around the circle. Six fellatios and six cunnilinguses.
The dirty dozen were having lunch.
The girls were next in a circle on their sides sucking each other's pussies. The guys were all on their sides behind them enjoying anal intercourse with them.
The girls lined up, side by side, on their backs, their legs spread and knees up, feet flat on the mattress. The boys mounted them in the "normal" position, all making entry together. Then they started bucking in rhythm to the music, which was very fast. After a couple of minutes the girls started coming and groaning. From then on, every few seconds one would explode. Then one by one, the studs started coming. As the boys withdrew, they stepped aside and sipped their punch.
They balled it up about an hour, and Pete, Bessie and Dude headed for Club 21.
They were anxious to talk over old times. First Dude wanted to know what had happened to Nora, a rich three hundred pound blimp he married in the early fifties. He learned she died of a heart attack in fifty-five, leaving him a fortune plus the section of land. He bought some more land and blew the rest -half a million, during the next five years. Now the Federal Government was paying him two hundred thousand a year not to plant anything. How a civilized country could deteriorate to such stupidity, they agreed, was more than they could understand.
They drank booze and shot the shit for a couple of hours then all three hit the sack, Bessie in the middle, as she indicated shell, like a little more.
She played with both cocks for awhile then mounted Pete, guiding his over-grown dong into her cunt and asked, "Dude, would you like to fuck me in the ass?"
It was affirmative and they filled her bottom end with eighteen inches of hard cock. She loved it!
CHAPTER NINE
On their weekend flights in and out of Lindbergh Field, Dude kept busy talking to everyone he could about real estate. In this way he picked up several listings and made some sales.
Early in December on a United Airlines flight to Chicago he sat by a distinguished looking chap with silvery, wavy hair. He was broad shouldered and trim for a man of fifty-five. He was very handsome with deep blue eyes.
Dude started, "You live in San Diego, sir?"
The answer was, "La Mesa."
Dude handed him his card inquiring, "Do you happen to have a house you want to sell?"
Dude was handed a card and the answer, "No, no house, but I have ten acres I'll sell." Dude learned that he was talking to Dr. Hemby who had his office on La Mesa Boulevard.
After learning the land was off Dehesa Road, Dude wanted to know his price. "Seven thousand an acre and it's all near level."
Dude thought, Wow! I can sell that for ten thousand an acre. He asked, "Will you let me list it and pay us ten percent commission out of that?"
The doctor told him he would. Dude took a listing form from his attach� case and wrote it up on a ninety day exclusive. As he was writing, he noticed the doctor eye-balling Dorothy and Mary who were seated across the aisle.
After signing the listing as he handed Dude his pen, the doctor told him, "Those two dolls over there, I've seen them somewhere. Do you know them?"
Dude told him they were traveling together, headed for Detroit to do a show that night, and asked, "Didn't you see the show at the El Mortez during the Attorneys' Convention?"
He slapped himself on the forehead, exclaiming, "Oh! Hell yes! That's where I saw those two. What was that now, "Full House,' wasn't it? You were in that, too, weren't you?"
Dude pointed to Gif and Arkie seated across the aisle and up a couple of seats, saying, "Right. And so were those two. We're making a personal appearance out of Detroit in an exclusive country club doing just what you saw at the El Mortez. Want to come along as my guest?"
"Hell yes!" he told him, "Any way I could lay one of them?"
"No problem, doctor, after the show they take on up to ten each, two at a time, fucking one and sucking the other, for fifty bucks a go. The audience has to pay ten dollars a ticket and there are always at least five hundred. We three guys take on six girls each, the same way, two at a time."
Dr. Hemby exclaimed, "What a gas. I wouldn't miss that for anything."
"Great," Dude said, "want to come to Washington tomorrow night then balks on Sunday?"
The doctor copied off the flight numbers involved, gave it to the stewardess and had her tell the captain to make reservations for him. He told Dude, "This is going to be the swingingest weekend I ever had."
And it probably was. After the show he was the first to screw Mary. Later he asked, "Dude, how much for all night with Dorothy?" Dude told him a hundred and he paid off.
The next night in Washington, he slept with Mary, and Sunday night again with Dorothy, in Dallas. Monday morning walking away from the Delta jet, Dude noticed as Dr. Hemby walked between Mary and Dorothy, there was a spring in his step like a teenager. The girls had told Dude he required two rounds before sleeping then another before getting up. What a stud they'd found there!
He made an appointment with the doctor for lunch next day, one o'clock at the Bronze Room.
After one martini Dude unfolded a contract on the table in front of Hemby. He had obtained the legal description from Louisville Title that morning, they had rushed him out a plat map and his offer to purchase was all legal looking. A hundred dollar deposit check was attached, made out to Jim O'Brien, trustee.
The doctor carefully read the contract, seven thousand down on sales price of seventy thousand dollars. Hemby was to carry the first trust deed of sixty-three thousand at six hundred and thirty dollars a month or more, including principle and eight per cent interest. "Looks good," he commented, "Where do I sign?"
Dude was thinking, seven thousand brokers' commission, thirty percent, or twenty-one hundred, of which Jim would get so actually he would take control for only the twenty-one hundred cash because the rest of the commission would go to himself. Fantastic!
He realized he was clearing twenty-seven thousand a month on those weekend sex shows. Twelve hundred per show then a fifty-fifty split with each one on the "Overtime" screws, boys and girls, which added up to another eleven hundred. Total, twenty-three hundred a night, sixty nine hundred a week, with hotels, meals and cab fares taken out, there it was, a cool twenty-seven thousand every four weeks!
Most of it he was putting into real estate. The way things were around El Cajon Valley, you just couldn't go wrong buying land. A year and a half earlier he had sold three and a half acres on Dehesa Road, near his ten, to a guy for twenty thousand dollars and had recently sold it for him for forty-five thousand. Twenty-five thousand profit in eighteen months, with seven thousand down and one hundred and thirty a month. Not bad!
Dude had a four by eight foot sign put up on his newly acquired land reading, "For Sale by Owner. Agent, Phone 447-3871". That was his home phone and he employed an answering service to take calls when he didn't answer the second ring. In three days he had received twelve calls on the sign and he answered them all telling them the price was eleven thousand an acre.
It was in the third week when an attorney who had called the first day, called back and asked Dude to come to his office on Fifth Avenue in San Diego. Said he wanted to make an offer.
Dude rushed down Interstate 8 through Mission Valley turning off on Cabrillo Freeway and on to downtown San Diego.
Soon he was seated at Al Featherstone's desk, and the conversation started with Al asking, "Mr. Marvin, where have I seen you before? Somewhere I know, but I can't figure out just where."
Dude asked, "Could it have been the stag party at the El Mortez after the convention?"
"Oh hell yes," he exclaimed, "that was one terrific show you five put on, the most erotic thing I ever witnessed. In fact, I went home later and laid my wife twice before going to sleep. First double header we'd had for years.
"Now, Dude, here's my offer. One hundred thousand cash for the ten acres. Here is my check for that amount."
Dude looked at it sadly as if about to cry, saying, "Sorry, Al. I can't accept it. The government would be the only one profiting from that, because of the capital gains tax. No, the only way I'll sell is as I told you before, twenty-nine percent, thirty-one nine down, and the balance in two equal yearly payments at seven percent interest. Do you want it?"
Al took the check saying, "O.K. Write up an offer to purchase that way, and I'll write you another check. Make it a seven day escrow."
When everything was signed, Al remarked, "Dude, I hear you are doing all right taking that sex show of yours all around the country. Do you have any advertising literature on it?" He told him he did down in his car. Al went on, "Let me have a couple of dozen and I'll send them to friends I have around Omaha, Chicago and St. Louis. I am sure it will result in several dates for you."
Dude was happy to bring them up to him, and as he left Al assured him, "If you ever run into complications with the law on your shows, I'll take the case gratis. Some of these stupid laws on our books for two hundred years should be scrapped."
CHAPTER TEN
Every guy in the office including O'Brien himself, had a hard-on for little Trudy Thomas. She delivered documents for the title company and had brought Dude three plat maps of some property he had just listed.
Trudy looked a little more sexy that morning than usual with her very short mini-skirt and a tantalizing view of the upper half of her forty inch boobs. She was a petite hundred and ten pound blonde, twenty-two and her walk would widen the eyes and harden the dong of any red blooded male. Dude had tried many times to get to her, as had several others he knew, but she had the reputation of being a man hater. A stud she'd married broke her heart by leaving her for another bitch. She seemed to enjoy teasing and arousing men but that was all.
Dude followed her out to her Volkswagen and asked if he could sit down. She said it would be all right.
Dude started with, "Trudy, I received some fine color photos this morning from Denmark. Sexy as hell -everything in the book. Like to see them?"
She sort of surprised him by answering, "Why not? I haven't seen any sex action in six months."
Dude handed her a little book entitled "MiniPorno." On the front cover was a pretty girl with a big pecker deep in her mouth.
Trudy said, "Wow! Look at the size of that damn thing." Turning the page she saw a gal tonguing the clitoris of another cunt and across on the other page a big nine inch prick screwing a redhead who was on top of him.
Dude gently put his hand on her knee, fully prepared for her to slap it but instead she pulled it up and pushed it against her pussy. He rubbed the lips together through her panty hose.
Farther into the book she came to a guy giving cunnilingus and Dude asked, "You like that, Trudy?"
She answered, "Of course, but I like that better," pointing to the other page where a gal was on top, sixty-nining this big peckered stud.
Dude whispered in her ear, "Let's go to my pad and have a drink."
Trudy kissed him on the cheek and replied, "I only have half an hour, we'll have to hurry."
Dude handed her his key saying, "Down ,on Madison, the Aztec Apartments. Number twenty-one. Go on and make yourself at home. I'll be there in a jiffy. Have to make one phone call."
He had an appointment to show a house in half an hour but called and postponed it two hours. Two lovely hours!
When he walked back in the office, Cal, Al and Vince pointed to his bulging breeches, laughing.
Dude informed them, "Laugh all you want to, bastards! In fifteen minutes this will be sunk deep in the hot, wet pussy of Trudy."
Vince said, "Bullshit. Nobody fucks that broad."
Dude rang the bell at Club 21. Soon the door was opened with Trudy standing behind it, out of sight until he closed the door. That beautiful blonde stood there giggling, completely nude, her arms held up attempting to cover her big breasts. Dude took her in his arms in a crushing embrace, both of them kissing passionately.
Trudy had a bourbon on the rocks in her hand and one on the table for Dude. She had turned on his stereo and Segovia's guitar music filled the room.
Dude quickly got out of his clothes, picked her up and walked over and dropped her on the bed.
She grabbed his horizontal horn and exclaimed, "Heavens, Dude! I've never seen a cock anywhere near that big. Haven't seen one of any size in six months, since that no good five inch husband of mine left."
Sitting on the edge of the bed she aimed his cock at her mouth, he pushed forward and she took all she possibly could, deep inside. Ten or fifteen times she rocked forward and back and she pulled away suddenly, making a loud pop.
Flat on her back, legs spread wide she pleaded, "Dude, get on top of me and let's suck each other. Eat my starved cunt. Hurry, Dude!" She arched her back up with that enchanting blonde pussy pelt rising about six inches higher. Dude quickly straddled her shoulders and lowered into her pretty red lips, leaning forward with one hand under her butt, reaching up to help the other hand pull the long lips apart. He sucked all of them he could in his mouth and nibbled. She began pushing her pussy up into his face, raising his head six inches with each thrust.
He moved his mouth up then and found her long, bony clitoris. He rammed a finger in her vagina, then two fingers followed by a third. This started her making a humming sound deep in her throat and with one wild lunge at his face, she writhed and gyrated into a blissful climax that seemed to go on and on. She was left gasping breathlessly.
Trudy inquired, "Dude, you ready to fuck me?"
He answered, "I've been ready for six months, baby."
She instructed him, "Get on your back and I'll ride you like a bronco."
He added, "Yea, a bucking, fucking bronco."
Standing on one knee and her hands, she lifted the other knee and pointed his cock at her throbbing red meat and expertly lowered herself down on him. As the head of his penis entered her she declared, "Dude, that big prick of yours is beautiful. Fuck me, lover, give me six months of fucking. Oh! That feels good."
Her gyrating buttocks revolved with his every stroke. He pushed down onto the mattress until the head was almost out, then up hard back into her grasping loveliness.
Pulling her forward, Dude sucked the long erect nipple of one of her shapely, big forty inch boobs that was hanging down on his face, as he worked the other between thumb and two fingers, cupping it with the palm of his hand. Every minute or so he would switch tits. Those firm, over-sized globes were a delight.
In about five minutes she ordered him, "Dude ram it up in me hard. I'm about to come." He obeyed. He hunched up as hard as he could, holding himself up long enough for her to revolve four times, then down and up again, holding it. As she started her second climax her rotating doubled in speed as well as intensity. She quivered all over as the pent up emotions of six months of no sex seemed to leave her sexual organs like sparks of electricity.
After it was past, they returned to the less frantic routine that they'd had before. Trudy exclaimed, "Dude, that was the greatest climax I've ever had in all my life."
He uttered, "Good show, baby. Next time I'm going to fill you with a big hot load I've wanted to give you ever since I first laid eyes on you. You are a wonderful bed partner. Can we get together often?"
"Anytime you say," she assured him.
Another five minutes and Trudy began gasping again. Dude could feel a strong sensation, like electricity, from the top of his back bone all the way down to his glans penis, as he shot round after round of his sexual life-blood onto the cul-de-sac of her pulsating vagina. Trudy finished loudly with him, admitting, "Wow! Man! That was even better than the last one."
They dried off, got up and started sipping on their booze. Trudy told him, "Dude, I'm expected back in the office in fifteen minutes."
"Oh no!" he cried.
She went on, "What the hell! If you'll fuck me again I'll call up and say I've got a flat tire, but really you're anything but a flat tire, Dude. He's rather flat though but I've a strong feeling I can change that soon." She was pointing at his vertical, flaccid pecker.
Dude assured her, "By all means we'll have seconds and maybe thirds. Let's have a few drinks first. And say! How about me getting some Polaroid shots of you. I'll send one to Playboy and you might make $2,500." She agreed and phoned her office.
While Dude was getting the Polaroid ready, Trudy went to the bathroom and washed up. On returning he asked her to sit in the middle of the bed, showing her a picture he'd cut out of a newspaper. In just seconds she had assumed the pose, perfectly. He took the shot, pulled the film out and pushed the button on his timer. A minute later he peeled it off and they looked at a classic beauty. She was seated on the cheek of her left buttock, her left thigh flat on the bed toward the camera. The knee was bent sharply, the lower leg also flat on the bed so that her left foot was about eight inches from her vulva. Her right heel rested on her left knee with the right knee up in the air. The right arm was straight, the right hand was on her left shin. This revealed a perfect shot of her pussy pelt and the entire length of her slit, those lovely lips sticking out provocatively, almost an inch. The upper torso and boobs were at about a forty-five degree angle and leaned back a little on her straight left arm which you couldn't see. She looked straight at the camera with a cute grin, filled with mischief.
Dude remarked, "Baby, that's a classic. Those boobs of yours drive me out of my gourd. If the best artist in the world were to sculpt a pair, they couldn't come close to yours."
"Thanks Dude. I've never had such a nice compliment. You can play with them anytime," she promised.
Dude told her, "You may rest assured that will be soon and often. When we get back in bed, I'm going to screw those two girls. How about you joining my show trouper He had to explain. then how they were spending their weekends.
She was very excited, remarking, "That sounds like a ball. I'd like to try it."
He asked if she'd like to see his newest film purchase, "Office Christmas Party." She excitedly let him know she'd love it, so he started the projector. Every few minutes Trudy muttered, "Wow! Look at that!" The film was what he and his friends had copied back in December in Jim O'Brien's office.
Half way through the film they were both hot and erect -his prick and her clit. She walked to him and without a word, watching the picture avidly, her back to him she guided his bone into her dripping cunt, sitting down on his lap. Not much screwing, just some squirming, never taking her big blue eyes off the screen.
During the last minute of the show, when the six cooks were pumping in and out together, Trudy groaned, pushed all her weight down on him and exclaimed, "Oh! Dude push up hard! Harder. Pm coming! Aaaaahhhhh. . . . " When the show was over, she dismounted, standing up to get their drinks.
As they drank, Dude explained that he and his friends had worked out a stage show following the routine in the film. He was going to mail hundreds of brochures and would soon be booking it. He added, "And I sure would like for you to come along with us. It's thrilling to have an audience watching you in sexual action. And good money, too. You'd be landing at Lindbergh each Sunday night or Monday with twelve hundred and fifty bucks."
She clapped her hands, squealing, I'll take it! I'll take it! Pm tired of that damn title company, anyway."
Dude said, "Oh no!" Don't quit your job. We all have to keep up appearances. Must have some legitimate visible means of support.
"There will be you, Dorothy, Mary and Nina -Gif, Arkie, Cal and myself."
Trudy was delighted, asking, "How soon will it start?"
The answer was, "Probably a month. But you can start going with us this Friday. I'll give you five . hundred a week until we start the next show."
She kissed him and said, "It's a deal." She went to her knees between his legs and sucked his limbering cock to rigidity and they went to the bed for seconds.
Trudy was on her back and Dude straddled her tummy working his way up over her breasts until she could take his erection in her mouth. With her head still on a pillow he moved himself forward and back, in and out of her pretty face. One of his hands found her pussy, his thumb going round and round on her hard clitoris as his middle finger jammed in and out of her twitching vagina.
He backed out of her mouth and told her to grease him up good with Vaseline and also between her knockers. He laid his dong between them and pushed her right tit into it as she pushed the other. It disappeared in that soft, delectable flesh and he began the same motion that a minute before had taken him into her mouth.
Still manipulating her cunt with his hand she soon went into a violent orgasm. On and on they went until complete satiation ruled the scene.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Dude had a brochure made up for, "Office Christmas Party". Ten by twenty inches, in beautiful color. There were nude singles of all four girls; including the Polaroid he'd taken of Trudy. In detail the terms were explained, round-trip plane tickets for eight, fifty percent of the gross from ten dollar ticket sales, with a guarantee of twenty-five hundred dollars. Up to ten guys for each girl, and six dolls for each guy in the post game show. Fifty bucks a go. There were to be four office desks, Christmas tree and decorations, three mattresses, sheets, etc. on the stage.
In a few days he started taking bookings beginning Friday March 6th. Most of them wanted dates with options on three or four more at four week intervals, so it didn't take long to book four months ahead, three nights a week.
Trudy had worked in beautifully on, "Full House." About halfway through the show, she would come up on stage from the audience, fully dressed and every-one thought she was one of the spectators. She quickly undressed.
Trudy didn't have a set routine like the rest of them, but sort of played it by ear. Anytime there was a mouth, a cock or pussy not making contact, she'd rectify the situation, and she loved it all -fellatio, cunnilingus, screwing, and she also enjoyed the "over-time" with ten strange studs for two hundred and fifty dollars. It was hard to believe that dame had recently gone six months without sex but she was rapidly catching up -making up for lost time. She was elated one night near Los Angeles when her ex-husband showed up for the "overtime" scene with her. After she'd taken his little five inches in her mouth and sucked him off she hissed, "You asshole! Not long ago you could have had that anytime for nothing if you'd had the brains to ask for it. Now, get lost -you make me sick!"
Sitting down at his desk one day, Dude found a note on his phone reading, "Call Rosa Martinez," and then her phone number.
For a few minutes he thought back to how he'd sold Jose and Rosa the house in Ellen Lane Park over two years earlier for $17,000. It was a beautiful sale. They came in with $7,000 cash and assumed a 5-3/4% G. I. loan at $98 a month. Escrow closed in two weeks.
Not only a beautiful sale but a beautiful girl. He had ached for her since they first met but he would always remember that first commandment. They were Mexican and she had long, coal black, shiny hair hanging down to her waist. Her voluptuous breasts were always two thirds showing. That dame was as well built as any model in the world. Those big brown eyes would melt him.
Dude made it a point to always drop by for a quick visit to his old customers at least every six months. The hot August day he'd last seen them, she wore bikini shorts and a bra. As he talked to her and Jose he was embarrassed because he couldn't keep his eyes from roving all over her body. He got a hard-on and had to put his hand in his pocket.
Finally, be called her and she said to come over. She wanted to list the house for sale. He asked, "Shouldn't I wait until this evening when Jose is home?"
"No," she told him, "Come on, now."
Dude pulled the file from the "Closed Escrows' cabinet and took out the old listing on the house they had bought and headed for Alveda Street.
Rosa let him in and shook his hand. She wore nothing but high heels and a ninety percent transparent negligee. Dude started to get a hard-on until he took out a listing blank and started writing, copying information from the old listing. They were offering it for twenty thousand and he knew he had a good, saleable listing. He showed her where to sign saying, "Have Jose sign here tonight and bring it to my office tomorrow, and start packing."
She smiled with a look of mischief in it inviting him, "No Dude. You come and get it."
She told Dude then about how Jose had diabetes. For three months he'd been taking shots and for three months he hadn't been able to hold an erection.
Rosa continued, "Dude, I got so nervous I went to the doctor. He told me to get an electric vibrator like barbers use for scalp massage, and hold my hand against my pussy with that thing strapped to the back of my hand. Oh! It brought along a climax but it still left me nervous." She walked over to a bookshelf and brought back a plastic gizmo seven inches long, inch and a half in diameter and tapered at one end. She placed it in Dude's hand and turned on the switch. That thing vibrated like hell and suddenly Dude got an uncontrollable desire to see her use it.
He told Rosa, "That must be terrific. I'd sure like to see you use it."
She walked over to where a jar of Vaseline was and as she greased it said, "Oh, it can make me come but its not like a cock."
She sat on the divan, spread her legs, turned it on and worked it in her , brown skinned cunt. Dude's erection was hurting, pushing so hard against his trouser leg. She put all but two inches in her vagina and began pumping it in and out a few times.
Pulling it out she handed it to Dude asking, "You want to try it on me?"
He exclaimed, "Hell yes!" and went to work on her.
After pushing it in and out a few times Rosa said, "Just hold it still, Dude and let me do the work."
She began raising off that divan rapidly until her cunt lips hit his hand, getting faster and rougher. Soon she gasped, "Oh! Madre de Dios, I'm coming. Oh! Oooh! Wow! It's much better with you holding it."
Rosa put the other vibrator on her hand then and turning it on, she reached for the bulge in his trousers. She grasped the throbbing head and held it. After half a minute she took off the vibrator, unzipped his trousers and greedily took most of the eight inches in her mouth.
After a few strokes Dude suggested, "Let's get on the carpet so I can get at you, too."
She wanted to get on top so she could get just the pressure she wanted on her vulva. Just before fellating him she pleaded, "Dude, please don't come this way. I want this big fucker in my pussy for my final come."
It didn't require long to bring her to climax for the second time and by carefully restraining himself he was able to hold off.
Still on her knees she laid over on the divan, exclaiming, "Dude, screw my pussy from the rear and really hit me hard." He did hit her hard, and fast. A loud slap could be heard each time his thighs reached her buttocks, followed by a loud grunt from Rosa. She had a terrific twist to her brown butt which infuriated Dude. Soon he was holding himself right on the brink of getting out of control, hoping she would hurry and give him an indication she was ready.
She soon did that with, "Oh! Oh! Oh!" getting louder and louder until Dude was afraid the close neighbors would hear. Blast after blast of his hot semen thrilled Rosa as she felt it squirting at the deep end of her vagina. It seemed to Dude it must have been at least a cupful he had given her. He held his handkerchief against her wet pussy as he withdrew, mopping his mess to keep the carpet from getting splattered. She took it then and dried him off, carefully.
Putting it in her pocket she whispered, "I'll wash it and give it to you tomorrow. Dude, I feel like a queen! After nothing for three months then to get the biggest prick I've ever seen, screwing me to complete satisfaction. I feel great More tomorrow?"
Fondling her fine boobs Dude softly told her, "Rosa, I've had a hard-on for you a mighty long time, and I've never had a better piece in my life. But I have a complex about the old saying, "Don't rob another man's castle." However if that man's queen would come to Club 21 I'd be more than happy to solve her problem."
She interrupted, "But I don't have a car."
He took a five spot out of his wallet saying, "This will more than cover cab fare both ways. Two o'clock?"
She nodded, he kissed her goodbye and left.
The following day promptly at two, the doorbell rang and Dude let Rosa in. She had the listing agreement rolled up with his handkerchief wrapped around it, neatly tied in a bow.
Dude remarked, "That's cute, Rosa. And you're cute, too. I love that dress." It was a Mexican style, very low cut, a flowery thing, tight around the breasts and midriff and flaring out in very full skirt to about four inches above the knees.
Dude reflected to himself, She looks good in that dress but in a minute she's going to look a hell of a lot better, out of it. And he was right.
They balled for two hours and she was even more passionate than the day before. Dude climaxed her twelve times before blowing his third load into her.
CHAPTER TWELVE
One day Dude had floor time and received a call from a Mr. Norton in Harbison Canyon, saying he wanted to sell his house. The O'Brien company had recently sold a house down the street from him and he took the phone number from the "For Sale" sign.
Dude rushed down and met Hal Norton and his charming wife Nancy who was clad in a brief bikini, so brief that at one time he could see a thin line of red pubic hair above the top of it--. Dude had a lot of trouble keeping his eyes off of Nancy's long shapely legs but finally was able to concentrate as he started writing the listing agreement. He knew it was a good listing at $17,500. Three bedroom, one bath on an acre with assumable loans so the payments would be $160 a month with $5,000 down. It did sell in a month, but not before Dude had some unforgettable experiences.
A couple of Lesbians came in the office early one afternoon. They had the want ads in their band with one circled. Placing it on Dude's desk one asked, "Where is this located?"
Dude told her it was Harbison Canyon. They wanted to know how much down and all -the terms and when he had answered their questions asked them, "Shall we go and take a look at it?"
One of the dykes cooed, "Let's go see it, baby."
Dude phoned Mrs. Norton and told her they were on their way, then started for the back door, inviting them, "Let's go. My car is parked in back."
One said, "No, we'd rather drive and follow you."
"O.K." Dude told them. "Whatever you like."
He showed them through the house. A couple of times one of them was staring hungrily at Nancy's legs as the other yanked her arm saying, "Come on!"
It wasn't what they were looking for so they left. Dude stayed and after a few minutes of small talk he blurted out, "Nancy, you have two of the most beautiful legs I ever saw."
Walking toward him she smiled, 'Thanks, Dude. I've been told they feel good, too."
She grasped his wrist and put the palm of his hand on the inside of her leg just above her knee, pulling it up almost to the crotch then around to the front of her leg and on up to cup it around one of her big heaving breasts. Those thighs were the softest and creamiest he could ever remember touching.
Dude thought to himself, Something's going to happen here, first commandment or not. She pulled his head toward her and kissed him with her full red lips sucking passionately.
She could feel his bone pushing into her thighs and grasping it in her hand she smiled and said, "Dude, you do have a problem, don't you? Like a solution?"
He answered, "Hell yes! Anything!"
She confessed, "I'm flying the red flag," and his heart sank but quickly raised again, higher than before as she continued, "But I might honk your horn. Like me to ring your chimes"
Dude exclaimed, "Hell, yes, baby! Ding my dong!" He lowered his trousers and shorts to his knees and laid on his back on the bed. She sat sideways on the edge of the bed facing his head. Leaning down until her left elbow rested on the mattress between his knees, she grasped his steel-like pecker in her hand, slowly pumping as she explained, "I had a D and C a week ago, which so far, has loused up my sex life, but I've a feeling I'm going to get plenty out of this."
Dude inquired, "What the hell is a D and C?"
Nancy explained, "Oh it's a minor operation where the doc scraped the inside of the womb. My husband used to be a medic in the Army and assisted the doctors on many such operations. They called the D and C, dust and clean." They both laughed and she went to work.
First she placed between her thighs a round, hard cushion covered with silk, about a foot in diameter, right up against her crotch. Each time her head went up and down on him she had a twisting motion in her buttocks which made her thighs slide up and down on the cushion. Her knees would go past each other a good three inches. This silky cushion, Dude figured, was stimulating the inside of her thighs. And he was right. The motion was also doing things to her clitoris because in a few minutes she pitched and arched as she obviously got a sensational climax. Dude tried to hold back and make it last as long as possible but in a few more minutes his mighty organ conceded defeat to the tickles of her long tongue and the suction of her powerful lips. He felt her draining his prostate as shot after shot of his semen filled her mouth. She swallowed it and kept sucking, getting the last drop and still continuing. She had come again, as he did. His cock was deflated, completely flaccid but Nancy kept right on, with the entire organ filling her mouth. All of it! Her lips were pushed in his pubic hair at the base of it. Several times she would raise her head until only his purple knob was in her mouth, then all would be sucked in again for awhile. Once the knob plopped out of her mouth and the totally limber thing fell to his tummy, about seven inches of useless flesh, limber as a rag.
It wasn't useless to Nancy however, because she kept coming every three or four minutes, once while he was still soft.
He unfastened her bra and began teasing a long erect nipple. The palm of his hand cupped the big beauty as his thumb and fingers rolled the nipple. It wasn't long before he could feel the blood rushing to his head -pecker head, that is. Each time her head was down, she would grasp his horn hard with her hand and raise up. This literally pumped it full of blood.
All this time it had been a flat tire, he was still enjoying it just as much as if it had been hard as a rock. She was enjoying it too and as it started hardening again she began making groaning sounds deep in her throat, proud of her accomplishment. Just as it reached complete erection she climaxed again.
With her next climax he was with her. It seemed to him he was having the most intense climax of his life. For a long time he had felt he had had every sexual experience possible, but little Nancy showed him a new one. As she would have called it; a double horn honking. A double blow job!
Just as Dude was ready to leave, Nancy told him, "Dude, I'll be all right in a day or so. Would you like to sample the rest of me sometime?"
Dude answered eagerly, "By all means, sweetheart, but not here. You come to my place next time." He handed her his card and asked, "Will you call me when you're ready?"
She cooed, "Soon honey, very soon."
As he drove back to the office he told himself, "I still haven't broken that first commandment. I didn't screw my client, she seduced me!"
When the printers who made his brochures returned Trudy's photo, Dude had a friend air-brush out the best part of it -the view of that fantastic vulva and pussy pelt so that it appeared to be covered by a shadow. He then air mailed it to Playboy Magazine.
Just a few days later he received a phone call asking when she could come to Chicago and pose. The terms were explained, $1,500 after the sitting and another $1,000 when the magazine published, with $500 to Dude for "discovering" her.
They had a date coming up on Friday, February 27, ten days away just out of Chicago with Saturday being Minneapolis, she could have most of Saturday to pose.
The man told Dude, "I don't usually work on Saturday, but that won't be work. Shooting that doll will be a delight. Can you have her at the Playboy building at ten in the morning and give me three hours?"
Dude assured him that would be fine.
Dude spent a few minutes then in deep thought. "When that tender morsel hits the Playboy centerfold she'll be getting all kinds of offers for everything, everywhere. I'd better sign her to a contract." He had his attorney draw up a document, legally binding her to work weekends for him for a year. It also contained a clause guaranteeing that anything she did other than the show, including posing, would be a fifty-fifty split with Dude.
He phoned her then, inviting her to Club 21. After a couple of drinks Dude began, "Baby, I have some good news for you but first, read this," spreading the contract in front of her.
She read it carefully and asked, "Where do I sign?" He handed her the pen and she signed.
He then ordered, "Get undressed and while I'm screwing you I'll tell you the news."
She slipped out of her things more quickly than he'd ever seen her move and said, "Lay down lover, I want on top."
He did, and as it was sunk all the way in her he took his hands and held her buttocks, stopping all motion and said, "Baby, you're all set for the Playboy Playmate of the Month."
She bounced up and back down hard on him squealing, "You got to be kidding! When?"
He told her a week from next Saturday and she doubled her speed, pitching herself down on him madly. She soon came, shivering all over. She kept getting faster and more violent and gave Dude the best performance she had ever given him.
That big Saturday they arrived on time and no time was lost getting the show on the road. Several shots were taken for the centerfold. All the time between shots a guy was asking her questions, all about her life. Where and when she was born, her childhood, education and finally her present job. She told about her title company employment but, of course, not about her part-time, weekend job. All the time a girl was taking everything down in shorthand and it was being recorded on tape. About thirty shots were taken, dressed, half dressed and nude. In a little less than three hours they were back in the hotel.
As Dude sat down at his desk early one morning there was a note from him reading, "Call Rosa." Oh Hell! he thought to himself. It's too early to lock horns with that sexpot. Better call though, anyway.
On the phone she asked him if he could come down right away. She had to talk to him. No sex, just talk. He agreed and in a few minutes was seated in her living room.
She wore a terry cloth bathrobe this time, obviously not trying to arouse him as before. She began, "Dude we have a hell of a mess here. Ours and two other families are about to break up. That's why we are selling the house. I guess it all started at your Christmas Party last year."
Each year he'd throw a big dinner party for all his old clients and customers. Last year he had it at the Bronze Room with fifty guests. It was a "Square" party -no sex, just dinner and dancing to a trio called, "Art, Bait and Fargo."
Rosa continued, "You introduced us to Cass and Sharon Stinson, also Hal and Nancy Norton. We six hit it off nicely, right from the first. We danced with each other all evening, actually none of us danced with anyone else at all.
"Well, ever since, we have all gone out honky-tonking every Saturday night, dancing and drinking until 2 A.M. I'll confess, I had hot pants for Hal right from the first. Every time we danced he'd get a big hard-on and that made me hotter than hell. Every time, I would damn near come. When he suggested a rendezvous in the Molinesian Motel one Saturday afternoon, I was delighted. We did it all for two hours. It was my first time to step out on Jose and I felt like a tramp the first time but since then, each time I feel good about it. After ten years of nothing but Jose, Hal seemed so romantic and exciting.
"Dude, last night Cass called and said he'd caught Jose and Sharon coming but of the Swinger Motel. They confessed to him it had been going on over three months, so you see it wasn't the insulin shots that had slowed him down, it was the semen shots he'd been blasting in that Sharon every Sunday afternoon when he was supposed to be golfing.
"Cass relieved their minds then (and mine, too) by confessing he had been banging Nancy Norton about the same length of time. I called Hal and told him the news but he already knew and Nancy knew he did.
"So Dude, as they say, the cat is out of the bag and we're all talking about divorce."
Dude replied, "No, Rosa. That can't be. Never! You all have two youngsters each, under ten and it is not fair to them. I started it by introducing you and I know how to stop it. Tomorrow night you and Jose be at Club 21 at six for dinner."
They had all agreed to join him for dinner and so had Sue Foster his silver haired swinging friend he had met at the party.
By ten after six they all had a martini half consumed and the conversation was pleasant. They all seemed to like Sue, very much. As she was taking her second martini she announced, "Joke time. Does anyone know how martinis are like girls' tits?" They all shook their heads and Sue told them, "One is not enough and three is too many."
Promptly at six thirty, the catering service arrived and served a beautiful prime rib dinner with all the trimmings. By seven thirty it was all over and the group sat around sipping brandy and coffee.
Dude broke the ice with, "Now everyone here knows all about the situation that exists with you six, and Sue and I are going to show you how it can all be straightened out. Sue, front and center."
Sue stood up and began her speech. "You have all heard the old saying, "Cunt's cunt if it's on a cow." Some say pussies are all alike. Now that's probably true in the case of you girls. However, mine is different, thanks to Dude and a gal friend he had twenty-two years ago."
She carefully and quickly explained about the exercises and went on, "Now let's all get undressed and first I want all three of you philandering studs to screw me about half a minute. Come on Cass." All four boys had on a good erection. Sue got on the bed and spread her legs revealing her fine, silver haired vulva. Cass eagerly worked it in her and started pitching. A few strokes and she flexed her mighty muscles and Cass screamed, "Sue, you're hurting me." She quickly released him and began flexing and relaxing with each stroke he made.
She interrupted him with, "O.K. Cass. Let Jose have it next." Cass got up exclaiming. "Wow! That's the damnedest thing I ever heard of!"
Sue gave Jose the same treatment then Hal got the works.
Sue got up, directing, "Now you adulterous sextet, we're going to have a switch. Cass, you have left your Sharon's bed for Nancy. Now let me show you that Rosa is just as good a screw as Nancy and you might admit that neither one is better than Sharon."
Cass' favorite position was doggie style so away they went. Before he got it in, Sue continued, "Jose, you've had ten years of Rosa and several samples of Sharon so how about you trying Nancy?" He laid on his back and she mounted him. Sue went on, "Finally, Hal see if you don't agree that Sharon can fuck as good as Rosa. Now all three of you studs keep going until you're almost ready to pop, and we'll change partners. Dude lay here, on the floor on your back and I'll break the bronco."
The three couples on the bed were really rocking that old king size mattress. All were enjoying the view of seeing two other couples pounding each other. Each guy was getting a strange piece of ass as he watched his wife get screwed by someone she'd never had before.
All four of the dames had climaxed at least once, some twice, when Cass backed out of Rosa with a loud plop, stood up, had a drink and cigarette.
In a few more minutes they had all reached that point of no return, so Sue stood up and announced, "Now ladies and gentlemen, that was good, wasn't it?" They all agreed and she went ahead, "This time we'll have some lover flicking and spouse eating. Cass, on your back, please while Nancy screws you from above. Sharon, straddle your husband's head, facing Nancy and let him savor your snatch while you watch him screw his clandestine lover.
"Rosa, on your knees beside them. Hal, make a rear entry and give it to her good. Jose, lie on your side with your cock in her mouth while you watch Hal's prick pumping in and out of your wife. Now boys, only to the point of coming and we'll switch again. Dude, ray down, my cunt is hungry. I want to pop your nuts." After a few up and down pitches Sue stood still, her muscular pussy grasping and releasing, grasping and releasing. Every ten seconds or so she would grasp it very tightly and raise up once then down and back to grasping.
She whispered, "Dude, tell me when you get close so I can come with you."
He assured her he would and that it wouldn't be long. In a total time of about two minutes, Dude said, "Baby, I'm close."
She pushed her butt toward his feet forcing his cock to ride against her clitoris and began shoving it in and out of her, very energetically. He popped and arched his body up half a foot off the carpet, groaning with each squirt. Sue made a lot of noise coming, too.
By the time they had dried off, the other boys started withdrawing. She then ordered them to switch so that they were spouse fucking and lover sucking, only to the point, for the boys. It took only a couple of minutes that time.
When all action had ceased, Sue directed, "Now, in your very favorite position gentlemen, screw your wives. Later, we'll have a lovers' screw."
Cass took Sharon dog fashion. Alongside was Jose on his back with Rosa giving him her charms from above as he sucked her tits.
Hal mounted Nancy in what is commonly called the "normal" position. Jose and Rosa were the last to finish, in less than two minutes.
As they were all drinking and smoking, Sue told them, "I belong to a sex club in La Jolla. Every Saturday night, twelve married couples and two of us stag girls get together in one of our homes. Every twelfth week it is in my home. We ball it up for three or four hours, until everyone is conked out. I usually lay from four to six guys and come about twenty times. Most of the men come three times. It's like a public dance. If some guy asks a girl if she'd like to play, it's up to her to answer yes or no. If he doesn't appeal to her, there are no hard feelings. There is nothing wrong, either, for her to ask some guy to take her to bed. If he refuses, she isn't offended. How would you kids like to come as my guests next Saturday?"
They all readily agreed.
Dude asked, "Will you all be my guests next Wednesday for a repeat of tonight?" That was agreed on, also. Dude continued, "Every Wednesday night for awhile and I'm sure we'll all quit talking about wrecking three homes."
Dude ran two fifteen minute sex films then. As he was getting ready to start the second one Sue said, "Now I suggest that anytime you're ready, you should start playing with your playmate. I can see you boys are ready and I'm quite sure you babes are, too."
Before the film was over, Cass was on his back sixty-nining Nancy, soon joined by Jose and Sharon, Hal and Rosa, making the same scene. Later they switched to coitus and Dude and Sue had one more.
Sue phoned Dude Monday morning and said our problem children had thoroughly enjoyed the swinging party. Each of the girls had four or five guys and none of them were their "lovers." The guys had banged and sucked four or five broads and each one came three times. She finished with, "They are coming again next Saturday so I think our trouble will soon be over."
After their third Saturday night, Dude phoned Cass and said, "Why don't you guys come to Club 21 this Saturday and try swinging, just the six of you? It might be more fun for you. At least, try it once. I'm always out of town weekends and you're welcome to my key."
Cass agreed and said he would come by next day and pick up the key. Dude phoned Jose and Hal and they also agreed.
The next Monday, Rosa phoned Dude, saying, "Thanks lover, for a ball Saturday night. We all had more fun than ever in our lives before. We switched every way possible. Us girls even had a queer triangle, at the urging of the boys, while they had anal intercourse. I came twice that way. Once with Hal reaming me and another time with Jose. It was all great and we are so grateful to you for getting us off that horrible hang-up.
"We have all six agreed that any one of us can have any of the others, anytime, as long as one spouse is present.
The boys were told that you screwed all three of us and have agreed you can have anything you want from us as long as the husband is present. But under no circumstances will there be any hanky-panky, no secret rendezvous.
"We also agreed that each one of us would be happy to be a stand-in for your cast on the weekend shows. Anytime one of your girls wants some time off, please let me be first. That would blow my mind, Dude."
Dude told her, "By timing the pill, they all menstruate beginning on Monday but they might miss some time. They might, for some other reason just want off once. Same with the guys. I'll tell them all and no doubt you will all be worked in before long."
Rosa added, "When I go, Jose will go and sleep with Cass and Sharon. When Jose goes, I'll sleep with Hal and Nancy. Oh, I hope I can go soon. I get creamy just talking about it.
"Dude, you wouldn't believe it. Jose treats me like a queen now. He screws me to sleep every night except Friday so we can rest up for Saturday. I've never been so happy in my life and I love Jose much more than ever, even when we were first married."
Dude told her how glad he was and she finished with, "Drop by and see us anytime, Dude, and I'll give you my best. Jose gets home from Astro at four thirty." He assured her he would, and soon.
That week he phoned the other two girls and they had about the same story.
Dude's theory was, "Sex is for giving."
Swinging? Don't knock it until you've tried it. Three homes were caved by it.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
One Tuesday afternoon Marvin received a phone call from Dr. Hemby. "Dude," he started out, "To show my appreciation for that weekend I enjoyed with you, I'm inviting you to my yacht party tomorrow. We sail at noon from the Broadway pier on the 'Lonnie May.' You'll enjoy a couple of tender morsels, my receptionist and my housekeeper. Bring Dorothy and Mary."
Dude said, "Fine doctor. I'd also like to bring another friend you haven't met named Sue Foster. The doctor replied, "Great, Dude. Bring anyone else you want to. There'll be plenty of champagne and food aboard."
Dorothy, Mary and Dude met Sue in the parking lot a few minutes before twelve and walked up the gang plank of the snow white yacht. There was some blue trimming that made the "Lonnie May" a beautiful, hundred foot boat.
The doctor had on shorts and tennis shoes, with his captain's cap cocked to one side. Beside him were two black beauties, identical twins, wearing white transparent shifts, barely long enough to cover their crotches.
Dr. Hemby introduced them as Stella and Mella, which was short for Melony. Their boobs looked like cantaloupe halves. Dude measured them later showing forty-two, twenty-five, forty. They stood five-seven and finer specimens of physical beauty he had never seen. Pretty, red lipped faces, too.
Dude introduced Sue then, and doe hit it off with her immediately.
At noon they shoved off, out into San Diego Bay, around North Island and past Point Loma, heading for the Coronado Islands. A couple of miles out, Stella and Mella removed their shifts, showing two bald, fat little pubic mounds, smooth shaven.
Both the girls wore black, frosted wigs.
The girls and Dude undressed then and he had a complete erection. He took the two Negroes by the arms and led them toward a mattress near the fantail. Lying on his back he waved his bone at Stella saying, "Sit on this, baby," and to Mella, "Sit on my face, doll and let me savor. your charms."
Stella deftly spread her cunt lips with two fingers of one hand, revealing the bright red vestibule of her vagina. Slowly she lowered her body until she was sitting on him. For the first couple of minutes she didn't go up and down, only round and round.
As Dude nibbled on Mella's clit she went around the same way on his face. It was not long before both girls started groaning then they squealed to where you could hear them all over the yacht.
After they had quieted, Mella suggested, "Let's switch now, dear. I can't wait to get that white meat in me. Never saw a white one that big, did you, Stellar She replied, "No, never, and he knows how to use it, too."
The switch was made and our happy trio continued to thrill each other. As the two twins squealed the next time, Dude's purple knob belched forth a two days' accumulation ,of love juice, blast after hot blast as he appeared to be trying to buck her off. When the vibrant sensations had subsided, Mella began raising off his softening penis, covered her pussy lips with her hand just as they parted. She laid back on the mattress with her legs spread and Dude avidly watched his white cream trickle down over the black crack of her ass to make a puddle on the mattress. He then took his handkerchief, dried her cunt, his own deflated organ, mopped up the mess on the mattress and tossed it overboard.
They anchored a mile or so off the Coronado Is-lands and tried some fishing. Dorothy caught a nice Yellowtail and Mary caught an enormous Sea Bass. The doc gaffed them and helped to land them.
Dude and the black dolls lounged in the bright sun on the mattress. He broke several minutes of silence with, "You girls said you never saw a white one big as me. How about black ones?"
Stella exclaimed, "You wouldn't believe what our cousin, Randolph, has. It's exactly a foot long and that big around," making a circle with thumbs and first fingers of both hands, over two inches across.
Dude inquired, "Can you two take him?" Mella answered, "Hell yes! He got both our cherries when we were all thirteen. He wasn't near that big then. He fucked us every few days and by the time we were sixteen he was a foot long. We all sort of grew up together, I guess."
Dude was very impressed and wanted to know where Randolph was at the time.
Stella told him, "That black mother is at home in Logan Heights. Just about getting up now. He's a night shift bartender."
Dude remarked, "I'd sure like to see that stud. Would he come out here if I could figure out a way?"
Mella answered, "He'd love it. Nothing pleases him more than fucking white broads."
Dude had Dr. Hemby get on the radio and call him on the telephone. Stella talked to him and he agreed to come. She had been instructed to tell him to drive to Lindbergh Field and find "Chopper Charter."
Dr. Hemby then called the charter company and told them to warm up, Randolph Jones would be there in a few minutes. He gave them his location. They were told to send the bill to him, at his office.
In less than half an hour, Randolph was being lowered in a sling to the deck of the "Lonnie May". He was a handsome, big Negro, built like a football player. Dude was already dreaming up a stag show with him and the twins and maybe Dorothy. Then, he'd book them on screw balling shows. He could hardly wait to see that stud screwing something!
One sip of champagne and Randolph began undressing. He had an avid audience of three white girls and two blacks, watching his every move.
When his huge genitals first appeared, three mouths flew open. It hung limply down almost a foot, and two very large testicles were dangling half way to the head of it. Mary and Dorothy knelt in front of him and began kissing, licking and sucking, as each girl fondled a nut. Only seconds and that shiny, black hose was full grown and throbbing up and down with each heartbeat.
Randolph announced, "I love blondes. Dorothy will you be my guest on the mattress there?"
She answered, "I'll try, but take it easy. I doubt if I can take it all."
She hit the mattress and spread her legs, guiding that horse cock into her. There was no trouble getting it in and he hunched in and out, going a little deeper each time.
When it was about ten inches deep Dorothy exclaimed, "Real easy, now. You're about to the bottom."
"O.K. baby," Randolph consoled her, "I sure hope you can take it all. Blondes are my favorite fucking."
She pulled on his buttocks and .he slowly disappeared in her, until his black, kinky hair blended with her blonde fuzz.
Dorothy declared, ""Wow! What a cock. Pour it to me Randy boy. Fuck me, man, like I've never been fucked."
Dude snapped a Polaroid shot of that from between Randolph's feet as he was almost a foot up off of her, the black head of it just barely showing. About thirty strokes and Dorothy's shriek filled the ocean breeze as she violently climaxed.
Mary tapped him on the shoulder then, inviting, "Let me try you now, big boy." She stood on her knees and elbows alongside Dorothy and Randolph made entry from the rear. Slowly he sank it all in her and she groaned softly. Dude got another shot of that from the side as it was nearly all out, gleaming in the sunshine.
Without developing the picture he got Stella on her knees beside Mary and went to work in rhythm with Randolph. That almost blew his mind, watching that combination of black and white sexual flesh in motion, in and out, forward and back. Fabulous!
After popping Mary, the big black man crawled on top of Sue. When he had worked it in and started pulling out she nailed him, but good. His blood-curdling scream pierced the air which could have been heard a mile.
She eased off as he asked, "What the hell you got there, lady?"
Sue smiled up at him saying, "Muscles, baby, muscles."
He pumped away as he informed her, "I've made many a dame scream but that's the first time anyone ever made me scream."
She flexed and relaxed as he pistoned in and out until he soon shot his load a foot deep in her, deeper than she had ever been penetrated.
After Sue had a few sips of champagne, Dr. Hemby asked her, "Ready for me now, baby?"
She cooed, "My pleasure, sweetheart," and walked to the mattress.
Starting with a sixty-nine, those two silver haired fun-lovers did it all and Dude photographed it all.
As the doe started coitus Sue whispered, "Tell me if it starts to hurt, honey,"
Slowly flexing tighter and tighter. He told her it was starting to hurt so she relaxed a little and started her artistic job of screwing him. He began pumping his load in her, just as she went into a frantic climax.
Dude got the three Negroes together and over sparkling glasses of champagne, they discussed his plan.
Dude started, "Now, if you three, along with Dorothy, will let me teach you a sex routine, in about six weeks you will be making a grand a week. Two grand if you want to work six nights a week. You'll be flying all over the country and around the world. How about it?"
Randolph answered, "Two grand a week for fucking that pretty blonde and my cousins? Are you kidding? I'd make it seven nights a week and love every minute of it."
Stella remarked, "Maybe we should start with weekends like you're doing. I'd like to keep my job with Dr. Hemby. He's been awfully good to us."
Mella agreed, "Yes, he has been wonderful. He brought us into the world twenty-two years ago. Three years ago, when Mrs. Hemby passed away, he took us in and we've worked for him ever since. What do we do first?"
He handed each of them his card saying, "Be at Club 21 next Tuesday at one p.m. and prepare to spend two hours. I have a film to show you, then I'll rehearse you, showing you how to copy it. O.K.? "
They agreed.
Dr. Hemby told Dude as they pulled into San Diego Bay, "We make this scene almost every Wednesday, Dude, and you're welcome anytime. Think we better have Randolph come along, too. I didn't know about him until today. Wasn't that terrific, watching that enlarged penis invading those dames? And by all means, invite Sue. Think I might be falling in love with that girl. We just might get married someday."
Dude told him, "Doc, I was sure you'd like her. She is a sharp cookie. Get her to invite you to her sex club. She goes every Saturday night. It's a wonderful experience," he explained it to Dr. Hemby.
"That's great. I'll talk to her now. Thanks, buddy, for bringing her along today. Isn't that vagina of hers a delight?" the doctor exclaimed.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
The following Monday, Dude received a call from the doctor. He was bubbling over about the Saturday night party.
"Never had such a ball in my life," he exclaimed.
Dude asked, "Did the twins tell you about our plans for tomorrow?"
He was told he knew all about it and, "Dude, that will be a wonderful break for them. Nobody could deserve it more than those two. I have already agreed to give them Fridays off when the road show starts."
On Tuesday the performers were all on time. Mary, Dorothy and Nina were there to observe.
The anxious group were comfortably seated with a drink to sip on, all fully dressed, when Dude started the projector. Big red letters covered the screen, "Big Rudolph and His Three Pussy Cats". Getting off to a roaring start, the screen was a bright red, with a close-up of Daisy's pussy being spread by two of her fingers. Her blonde pelt showed at the top of the picture and her erect clitoris pulsed up and down. She was on her back, in the middle of the king size bed; white, high heeled clad feet flat on the white sheet.
The three black beauties walked to the foot of the bed, Rudolph and his erection in the middle, with an arm around each girl, cupping a tit with each hand.
On reaching the bed he released the twins, walked on his knees until the big black knob was touching Daisy's slit. With his hand he waved it up and down from her pubic blonde curls to where the cleavage of her creamy buttocks touched the sheet. A few trips this way and he shot tend the movement to just the slit, with about half of the head of his cock submerged in her vestibule. She put her hands on his butt then and pulled. A close view then showed the knob disappearing in and out, a little deeper each time, until she was enjoying the full twelve inches.
Sandra had a foot ruler in her hand and as Rudolph pulled himself all the way out, she held the measuring stick up to the shaft. Exactly one foot long!
He stood there on his knees pushing all the way in, then pulling back until the cleft of his prick head could be seen from below.
The twins laid on their backs, one on each side of Daisy as they spread their legs and began sucking her nipples. Rudolph's long fingers entertained their cunts as they bounced up and down into his big hands. This action was seen for a good two minutes, with a variety of views from all angles, and several close-ups. One was of Daisy's face, biting her lower lip and rolling her head from side to side, obviously in ecstasy. After a few seconds her mouth flew open and she groaned as she climaxed. The twins joined her and there was a fade-out.
Next they saw Rudolph on his back with Sandra standing on her knees, aiming that black meat at her red pussy lips. When she had lowered herself about four inches on him, Rudolph suddenly arched his back and lurched up, sinking it all the way in her. She faked a loud groan, as if it hurt, then started moving her bottom around in a circle.
Mandy was on her knees straddling his head, facing Sandra as he gobbled her goodies. The twins fondled each other's boobs as they both ground round and round.
Daisy sat alongside Rudolph, facing his head with her right leg stretched across his tummy, her left spread wide as he fingered her frantically. She was then seen poking her middle finger rapidly in and out of Sandra's anus. Rudolph was giving the same to Mandy as he lapped her.
About two minutes and the girls made the climax scene again. Old Rudolph was hanging right in there, hard as a rock and no problem with getting close to climax.
As the next scene opened, Daisy was walking on her knees to the middle of the bed. Sandra sat on a big thick pillow in front of her and laid her head back on the bed as Daisy sucked in a mouthful of black outer cunt lips. Sandra raised her legs and locked her ankles behind Daisy's shoulders. By then, Rudolph had begun sliding his organ up and down the length of Daisy's slit as he stood on his knees behind her. He got it well lubricated and eased it into her. As he started his motion, Mandy stood astride Daisy's waist, legs opened wide. Rudolph found her big red clitoris and nibbled as she put both hands on the back of his head pulling him tightly as she hunched into his face. Each stroke, she arched her back, making a very erotic view. That scene ended about the same as the previous ones, fading out.
The next episode began with Daisy standing beside a table, her buttocks to the camera laying her upper body flat on the table. On either side of her, thighs against hers, were the twins. Standing there with those high heels flat on the carpet you got a marvelous view of those slits. Rudolph knelt behind Sandra and licked his tongue the length of her black pussy a half dozen times, then smacking his lips a few times, he moved to give Daisy the same. He was slowly pumping the length of his cock with his big hand.
After giving Mandy his tongue be stood up and began intercourse with Daisy. His thumbs were in the vaginas of both his black beauties and his long fingers prodded at their clits. In about half a minute he left Daisy and proceeded to invade Sandra. Each time his cock sank deep in her, she would stand on tip-toes, raising her butt up. Down again then, as he pulled away, then back up as he reentered. They got this routine going pretty fast and Rudolph was getting close to coming so he suddenly jerked it out and after fingering Mandy and Daisy a half minute or so, he poured it all into Mandy's wet pussy. She took up Sandra's up and down routine and they began going very fast.
Rudolph said, "Woooooooow," as he pumped his first squirt of semen into Mandy, and jerking it out, his second one hit the crack formed by Mandy's and Daisy's thighs. Rudolph got it in Daisy for the next shot, then into Sandra for the last few. He pulled out then, still erect but sagging a little, as the three girls' pussies could be seen puckering and forcing the discharge out to trickle down their legs.
As "The End" appeared, everyone applauded loudly.
Dude then put them through the paces, directing them. Randolph played Rudolph's part, Mella played Mandy, Stella played Sandra and Dorothy did Daisy's part That stud, Randolph, had really done a job! He kept that enormous erection just like a rock for more than an hour.
Nina asked Randolph, "Think you might be interested in giving me a go after awhile? I understand all the other girls here have had you, and they recommend you very highly."
Randolph replied, "Yea, baby, I'll be ready for you shortly."
When Randolph got started on Nina, Dude screwed Dorothy to a climax for her and switched to Stella, then to Mella, and she got his load.
That big Randolph made Nina come, then Mary and seconds for Dorothy and she got his second discharge.
On Friday, March 6th, the cast of "Office Christmas Party" took a PSA flight to Oakland. Dude rented a Hertz limousine and drove about thirty miles to a luxury motel near the exclusive country club where they were to appear.
They had reserved two rooms, with two king size beds each, and registered as four married couples, all fictitious, of course. A fine steak dinner at six left them with an hour to relax before heading for the country club.
The auditorium was packed as they entered the stage at eight o'clock. Roars of applause from eight hundred people filled the room. They got off to a quick start like the movie, except very little dancing. In fact, Dude and Trudy didn't dance at all but went right into their oral love scene. They gradually undressed and the show went on about twenty minutes, much the same as the film. The boys faked a climax. They each had a rubber ear syringe filled with white gook made from flour and water. Out of sight of the audience they squirted a wad in the vaginas, at least twice as much as the largest load a man could produce. After the audience had seen it, the girls quickly dried it off as it ran down the inside of their thighs.
Then for the post game show! Each girl had ten guys waiting and they took them, two at a time. There were six broads ready for each of the four boys and they fixed them without climaxing. They were saving that load for their sleeping partner.
After it was over, they were having a drink from the punch bowl when the club manager came in and handed Dude a neatly wrapped package with the words, "7,200 in twenties. Signed Hank Dumas," written on it He asked, "Want to count it?""
Dude replied, "No, you were right the other time. I trust you."
Hank went on, "Dude, that show was out of this world. I'm going to send off a hundred letters to managers I've met at conventions. Guys from all over the world. Don't worry, you'll be busy."
Dude thanked him, booked a return engagement in four weeks and the happy octet headed for their motel.
That night Dude slept with Trudy, to his (and her) delight. He had banged her a lot but never actually slept with her. In the room with them were Gif and Mary. Next door bedded down were Arkie and Nina, Cal and Dorothy. They slept until noon and prepared to leave for Seattle.
The show went over there, too. Eight hundred customers and a return engagement in four weeks. For sleeping, they all switched partners.
On to Denver on Sunday and more of the same, switching bed partners again.
Sunday night after taking a non-stop Western Airlines flight, they landed at Lindbergh about midnight and Dude drove with Trudy to Club 21.
On Monday, Dude went to the bank with thirteen thousand dollars. The girls had earned twelve hundred and fifty each, the boys seven fifty, with six hundred for expenses, that left an even thirteen thousand.
The teller asked, "Dude, hit the mother load?"
He answered, "Yea, baby, the mother!"
By the middle of March, he had "Randolph and his Three Pussy Cats" booked solid, three nights a week until Labor Day, with lots of prospects left over, but he didn't want to book any farther -something. more lucrative might turn up.
Dude was paying Dorothy seventeen fifty a week, an extra five hundred for being the manager. Friday, March 27, was their opening night, near Oakland, where Dude had been three weeks before. They made the same circuit -Seattle, Denver and home. They had entertained nine hundred on the Oakland show, seven hundred at Seattle and eight hundred at Denver.
Dude replaced Dorothy on "Office Christmas Party," the first week with Rosa Martinez. She performed like a trouper with years of experience. She slept with Dude each of the two nights. She told Dude later it was the greatest thrill she had ever had. She was followed by Nancy Norton.
On the Monday after their opening, Dorothy met Dude at Club 21, counting out for him eleven thousand, six hundred and fifty dollars in tens and twenties.
She explained, "I paid Randolph one thousand, the twins twelve fifty each and took seventeen fifty for myself. Dude, you are fabulous! I must invest some of this in real estate."
He agreed and informed her, "I have sixty acres near Lake Moreno for thirty six thousand, with ten thousand down. You can't go wrong on it."
She exclaimed, "Write it up. I'll take it sight unseen," and wrote out a check to "Jim O'Brien, trustee," for ten thousand dollars.
The owner of the land was a charming widow, about forty-five, voluptuous and pretty, who had a shop where, of all things, she repaired sewing machines. When Dude brought her Dorothy's signed "Offer to Purchase," she was elated.
She signed and said, "Come back here and let's drink to it."
Dude replied, "Baby, I'll drink to anything you say "
She inquired with a look of mischief gleaming on her face, "Anything?"
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
That week on Wednesday, a very sharply dressed chap came in the office and asked for Dude Marvin. Dude stood up and shook his hand, giving him his card. He had a strong feeling he was Mr. Bad News, the fuzz, tax man or something. As it turned out, he was very wrong.
Marty Malone asked, "Where can we have a few words in private?"
Dude suggested they go across the street and have coffee.
As the waitress brought their order to the booth, Malone began, "Dude, I've been a fight promoter most of my life. Have a long term lease on a five thousand seat arena in a suburb of San Francisco. I saw Randolph and the girls last week and it gave me an idea that should prove to be very interesting to you. Bring that quartet up next Wednesday night and we can pack the place for two shows at eight and nine. Just the twenty minute show -no prostitution, they'd knock us over for that.
"We will all be arrested, no doubt, but that's what we want. I have a multi-millionaire friend who is devoting the rest of his life and all his fortune, if necessary, to repealing all laws about sex, pornography, and obscenity. He hires a lobbyist both in Sacramento and Washington.
"You see man, he has a complex about all that shit. Years ago when he didn't have a pot to piss in nor a window to throw it out, his only son was almost ready to graduate from Berkeley. One night he had a chick in the back seat of a car eating her pussy when this smart-assed young rookie cop shined his flashlight in on them. He was arrested, tried and sent to the big Q for a year. On release, he never went back to school but became a ass instead. He died three years later in a drunken brawl on skid row in San Francisco, a knife in his back. This man's wife soon died of a broken heart, so you can see why Mr. Tammany is bitter, very bitter.
"He has started a foundation to help accomplish his desire. Did you see his half page ad in "Playboy," recently. It started out 'Join F. U. C. K. today -Foundation for Unencumbering the Country's Kicks.'
"It went on to explain how, with a dollar donation, they would be sent a button reading, 'I have donated to FUCK.' Hope you get arrested because any day in court or jail the foundation would pay one hundred bucks. Also any fines or bails.
"One case has already been thrown out of the state Supreme Court. He is receiving an average of five hundred donations a day.
"When I told him about your show he insisted I fly down and try to book Randolph's act for next Wednesday.
"I have two hundred bartenders who sell fight tickets for me. I'll send each of them fifty tickets along with a few color photos of that black and white action. I'll guarantee your fifty-fifty cut will be fifty thousand dollars."
Dude was sold, saying, "Let's go back to my office and draw up a contract"
Dude and his integrated quartet took a non-stop PSA jet to San Francisco International and were met by Marty. In his Cadillac they drove about twenty-five miles to the Arena and entered the dressing room at 7:30.
As they were undressing, Marty got Dude aside and asked if he could have one of the twins then, before the show.
Dude asked, "Which one of you twins wants to give Marty a quickie, now?"
Stella answered, "We'll flip for it."
Mella gave Marty a two minute thriller.
As Marty had predicted, there were two packed houses.
Dude brought along five thousand, eight by ten color photos of the group in action. Marty had twenty topless, mini-skirted dolls walking all over the place selling them for a buck a piece, before each show started.
They were all sold out ten minutes before the second show and probably could have sold another thousand.
After the last show a half dozen policemen came to the ring with Marty, located Dude and arrested the six of them, hauling them off to headquarters. Mr. Tammany and his attorney were there waiting for them. They were booked, with a thousand dollar bail each. The attorney took a stack of bills out of his brief case and counted out for the sergeant six thousand bucks and they all left. Outside on the steps, Marty introduced everyone. Then the attorney drove them back to the Arena and Marty drove them to the airport.
On the flight back to San Diego, Dude handed each of the performers an envelope containing two thousand dollars. Two times four makes eight, fifty-five minus eight leaves a mere forty seven thousand dollars for our struggling real estate salesman, for one day's work.
Marty had booked the "Office Christmas Party" for two weeks later -same deal.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Two weeks before Easter Dude phoned his sister, Aleene, in Arkansas telling her he was coming for a visit. She got all excited and wanted to know when.
He told her, "Meet me at the Texarkana Airport at ten o'clock Monday morning, March thirty-first."
She informed him, "You can bet I'll be there. How long can you stay?"
"Until Friday the fourth. I'm playing near Dallas Sunday the thirtieth and off until Friday when I fly to Toronto."
She inquired, "I thought you were selling real estate, Dude. Do you have a band again?"
He answered, "Yes, part-time, but I'm still in real estate. I'll tell you all about it when I get there."
She was four years his senior and had always been his favorite of the large family. Dude had two plus a half dozen in his family -two girls and a half dozen boys. He was the youngest. There was an older, widowed sister, Myrtle, living in a town about ten miles away. Both of them were artistic cooks and he knew he'd put on about two pounds a day but what the hell -they cooked the food he liked.
At ten o'clock that Monday, Dude held his silver haired sister in his arms and kissed her. He looked behind her and was startled to see a familiar face.
"Well," Dude exclaimed, "What do we have here? This couldn't be Sally Lou, could it?"
She put her arms around his neck, saying, "You know it, dream boy," and this kiss was quite a contrast to the little peck he'd given Aleene. Deep tongue twisting, passionate, going on and on until Aleene pleaded, "Come on up for air, you two. Tune for that later."
Dude inquired of his sister, "You playing cupid there, little one? What will her husband have to say about this?"
Sally Lou promptly answered, "Oh! He passed away over a year ago."
Dude lied, "Tm so sorry. I didn't know."
Dude had visited his sister and Joe when he was sixteen, during the summer vacation. Sally Lou was her very best friend and they sang duets beautifully. Dude had recently learned to play the guitar and was able to accompany their songs pretty good. In this little oil town of Norphlet, they performed at parties and once at church, and became quite popular.
Sally Lou sang and yodeled all of jimmy Rogers' songs and this flipped Dude. Soon he was deep in his first love affair. She had a steady boy friend but broke off with him a few days after Dude arrived.
On several occasions they had a chance to be alone and Dude tried his best to get in her pants but she wouldn't go. He could kiss her like bell, fondle her boobs outside her dress, put his hand on her knee and that's all. She would get so hot Dude figured she would come in her pants because every so often she'd cool off and want to talk awhile.
She explained to him one night, "Dude, just before my mother died, I promised her I would get married as a virgin, and I will."
The next summer both her family and Aleene's had moved to Camden. They were renting a big house, divided in the middle by a long hallway. Dude and his lover had written and he was getting deeper and deeper in love, although he was screwing one of his blonde classmates four or five times a week.
He loved her fine sex but Sally Lou had his heart.
That summer, Dude made his first radio appearance, accompanying the duet on three songs on a local, five watt radio station. But it was a start. All that winter, every Saturday he made five bucks playing a thirty minute show with a hillbilly band on KTHS Hot Springs, Arkansas. That was five plus three cents a mile gas mileage. With that he bought and paid for a 1925 Model T roadster, fifty bucks total, ten dollars a month.
For three months Dude tried every way possible to screw that dame. She was built like a dream, the biggest brown eyes he'd ever seen, big bulging boobs, she had it all. One night they were lying on some pine needles on a cliff overlooking the Ouchita River. They were on their sides kissing and embracing passionately. He began hunching into her and after a few minutes she was bunching, too, and Dude popped his nuts! Creamed in his drawers!
He walked a few feet away behind a big pine tree, lowered his pants and cleaned it up the best he could with his handkerchief. He took a leak then and walked back saying, "Well, doll, I still haven't screwed you but you can chalk up. a nut-popping. I came in my pants."
She said, "Oh! Dude, I'm sorry."
He came back angrily with, "Sorry, hell! I'm not sorry. I feel like a guy should feel after petting his sweetheart half an hour!"
She confessed then, "Dude, I came, too. I'm sorry I can't give myself to you until we are married." He replied, "Yea, so am I."
The next night, they took the same stroll. A big orange colored moon was coming up and the breeze made sweet music whispering through the big pines. After petting awhile Dude whispered in her ear, "Baby, I have a rubber. Please let me put it on and stick it between your legs up against your pussy. Keep your legs together so you know I can't get it in. That way we can both get our jollies and you'll still be a virgin."
She didn't say a word so he unbuttoned his fly (before the day of zippers ), pulled out his aching erection and placed her hand on it.
She squeezed once and jerked it away saying, "Oh! Dude!"
He put a lot of saliva in the rubber and rolled it on. Then he rolled her over on her back and mounted her whispering, "Spread your thighs until I get it in place."
She complied whispering, "Oh! Please! You won't put it in, will you?"
He assured her, "I promise."
After it was in place, she held her knees tightly together and began pitching up, meeting his downward hunches. After a few minutes she began gasping, pulling him down flat on her bosom, "Oh Dude! I'm coming. Oh Cod!"
He was soon following her, loading that condom. After cleaning himself up and throwing the half filled rubber in the river he said, "Up at Tobin that's what we call a dry-fuck."
The next morning he and Sally Lou were sitting in the porch swing, she singing and he strumming the guitar.
After finishing, "Gambling Polka Dot Blues," she whispered, "Dude, you don't know how close I came last night, to spreading my legs for you and letting you fuck me right."
Dude whispered back, "Tonight, sweetheart?"
She nodded her head and Dude got a hard-on.
That afternoon she whispered, "Sorry about tonight. I'm flying a red flag." They had both been brainwashed to believe sex mustn't happen in that period.
Dude had to go back home the next day, so that was that. Before Christmas, Sally Lou wrote him she was marrying a painting contractor and moving to Chicago.
As they got under way on the highway Aleene said, "Dude, there's no moonshine available around Tobin. Right after the twentieth of January, when that damn tricky Dickie took over, the heat went on. There's a liquor store up ahead and if you want any booze we'd better stop. Pike county is dry, you know."
They pulled in and Dude brought out a case of Vodka, asking, "They do have orange juice in Tobin, don't they?"
As they got started again, Dude wanted to know, "Where's Joe? How come be is not with you?"
Aleene replied, "Oh he is up in the mountains hunting wild turkey. He got one last week and we'll roast it while you're here. He doesn't spend much time with me since he sold out the welding shop and retired, last year. Even when he is here he doesn't do me any good. He has been totally impotent for two years."
Dude replied, "Oh, you poor dear. How do you stand it?"
She surprised him then, "Well, I get along. We have a flock of ducks on our pond and I watch them screwing awhile, get hot pants and find my favorite cucumber and retire." That tickled hell out of Dude and Sally Lou.
When they got to Tobin, Dude stuffed himself on a fine lunch of fried chicken, gravy and biscuits. That southern cooking flipped him. It was just like he grew up on and he had not found it in Southern California.
After coffee, Dude asked, "You girls like to see a sexy film?"
They were elated, so he set up his screen and started the projector, showing "Full House." He kept his eyes on the girls more than the screen.
They were squirming and fidgeting and every time the scene would change they would exclaim something like, "Wow! Look at that," or, "What the hell! I never heard of anything like that!"
When it ended Aleene said, "Dude, take your old flame to the back bedroom and let her make up for over a year of lost time. She swears she hasn't had any all of this time. Go on now, I'll find my cucumber."
Dude went to his Samsonite bag and took out a plastic vibrator like Rosa had used and put it in her hand, with the motor running.
Aleene gushed, "That's out of this world! That will drive me nuts!"
Dude went to the bedroom and Sally Lou to the bathroom. She came out wearing a thick bathrobe, pulled the shades and commanded, "Dude, turn off that light."
He inquired, "Why baby, can't I see your She informed him no man had ever seen her nude, so he turned off the light and she crawled between the sheets. After a little kissing and boob fondling, he took her hand and placed it on his throbbing bone. She jerked it back and said, "Dude, that time in Camden when I touched yours was the only time in my life I ever touched a man there."
Dude couldn't believe his ears and asked, "And I suppose you have never had one in your mouth, either?"
She answered. "Oh! Heavens! No! But those scenes we saw on the film gave me hot pants."
Dude squeezed a handful of vulva then, and asked, "Have you ever been kissed here?"
Her answer was a quick, "Never!"
Dude asked, "Sweetheart, how would you like a crash course in sexology?"
She whispered back, "I have loved you Dude, all these thirty-six years. Night after night while my husband was taking me in the dark I imagined it was you. I have always regretted not letting you take me without a rubber and knocking me up, so somehow we would have been married. Why are young people so foolish? I only married to get away from my nagging stepmother. Teach me sweetheart, give me that crash course!"
Dude flipped around then, got his face in between her thighs, with her on her back, her right cheek resting on the inside of his right thigh. His tongue found her clitoris, his thumb invaded her vagina and his middle finger her anus. She sighed loudly as she took his erection in her hands and licked the glans several limes. Then a loud moan as she sucked it deep in her mouth and they both began a rhythmic, gyrating motion, pushing into each other.
Maybe it was her first fellatio but she was hungry. She performed like an expert. Her clitoris was enjoying his nibbling and licking, too, he could tell because her bottom was making short, hard jabs at his face. She vibrated into her climax and Dude shifted to his favorite position of coitus, on his knees screwing as he sucked her tits, one and then the other. A few minutes and she came again and Dude kept pouring the meat to her.
That lovely, sweet thing began pulling his butt into her and grinding around and around into him, saying, "Oh! Sweetheart! Take me! Take me! Give me thirty-six years of sex now. Right now! Oh Dude! It's so good!"
As she started quivering into her next climax, he poured it to her, a load he'd been waiting a long, long time to give her.
As they lay there resting she said, "Dude that was fantastic, by far the best I ever had. That was my first time to climax more than once. Each one was better and better. The last one, wow!"
They slept together that night and he introduced her to anal intercourse. She loved it!
The next day after lunch he broke out the projector again and showed them, "Office Christmas Party." When the Lesbian daisy chain, anal intercourse scene came on, those two went wild.
Dude asked Sally Lou, "Ever try that, baby?"
She answered, "No, but I've always wondered what it would be like."
Aleene surprised them then as she remarked, "I tried it once with a girl, as a teenager and it was great."
After the film was over Dude suggested, "You two get undressed. Aleene, take a pillow off the divan and sit on it here on the carpet. Sally Lou, get on your knees here and while I screw you, savor the goodies of my sister!"
After both the girls had come, Dude ordered, "Now, on your sides, in a sixty-nine while I ream my Sally Lou." Both girls climaxed, Dude unloaded in Sally Lou's ass and they settled down to screw drivers.
After half an hour, Aleene announced, "I'm getting the hots again. What's next?"
Dude went to his suitcase and brought back a dildo with several straps attached. He said, "This is an exact reproduction of my eight inches: There's a lady in San Diego with a thriving business making these. When I learned about her, I went to her one day and she asked me what method I wanted to produce an erection and hold it. I told her if I could eat the pussy of her office girl out front I could stay erect forever. She called her daughter in and had her sit on a desk in front of me and I sucked that babe.
"The lady told me to lay on the floor on my side, sucking her daughter as she held a box of plaster of paris underneath my dong, covering over half of it. She had Vaselined it good and when the plaster had hardened, she pulled it out. Then she had me roll over to my other side and got a molding of the rest of it. The finished product was a hard rubber cock with a sponge rubber head and a one eighth thick layer of very soft rubber all over the shaft. In the dark you couldn't tell it from the real thing. She makes them free for movie stars, big name singers and musicians, then sells copies for twenty-five bucks apiece."
Dude went to the kitchen sink, screwed out a plug from the dildo and filled it with warm water. He then strapped in on Sally Lou and said, "Sweetheart, fuck my sister and I'll bang your brownie." Aleene got on her knees and took the dildo in her cunt and Dude corn-holed his sweetheart.
That fake cock was designed so that the base of it stimulated the clitoris and six inches of it curved into the vagina of the girl who had it strapped on. After a few minutes the girls came again and Dude pumped another load in that beautiful anus.
Sally Lou remarked later, "Well, Dude you have just gotten another cherry of mine. Hell, my husband got only one -my pussy. Here you have taken three -my hands, mouth and now my fanny."
Dude declared, "You have another one I will enjoy next timer Wide eyed, she inquired, "Where is it?"
He replied, "It is one of the most attractive parts of your body. I'll show you in this next film."
He ran the first film he'd ever made, twenty-two years earlier, "Dude Marvin and the Country Jubilee."
It came to a scene where Dude was astride the tummy of a blonde, sawing his pecker forward and back between her boobs as they were held together. Sally Lou exclaimed, "Oh! I see! That's my next cherry, huh?"
That night in bed Sally Lou agreed to leaving the light on. The afternoon nude orgy had broken down another of her inhibitions. She also agreed to another new experience, fellatio to climax as she received cunnilingus.
He started by screwing her tits awhile, then shifted to the sixty-nine position. When he had shot three drops in her mouth she started coming and kept going half a minute. From the sounds she was making, Dude couldn't tell if she was sighing or crying.
She admitted later to Dude that she swallowed it and liked it.
They were cuddled close later when Sally Lou asked, "What you going to teach me next, lover?"
Dude answered, "You've learned a lot in two days. In fact, you know all my tricks already. How would you like to take on two guys at once?"
She assured him, "That would be great It looked real groovy in the movies."
Dude wanted to know if Joe appealed to her.
She explained, "Very much, ever since the first time he tried to make me. I would never have cheated on Aleene but the four. of us -that would be different with him screwing me while Aleene watched us. He is coming home tomorrow, you know."
Dude continued, "With him gone most of the time why don't you move in here with Aleene. You two could ball it up and enjoy each other. Didn't you enjoy sixty-nining with her?"
"It was a blast," she assured him. "And I enjoyed screwing her with that statue of your dong, too. We could have lots of fun."
She began pumping his semi-hard prick, slowly, remarking "I enjoy this, too. Isn't it strange to think of all I have missed out on, all my life? Sexually, I haven't really been living, just existing. Oh, I love you so much for what you've taught me in such a short time."
Dude said, "Sweetie, let's go have a shower together before we get another piece."
She gasped, "Oh! I've never done that."
Dude commanded, "Come on. It's part of the course."
They went in and lathered each other all over and washed each other's genitals. Sally Lou rinsed off his erection, got on her knees and sucked about half a minute. Dude did the same for her, as she put her hands on his head, pulling him in tight as she pushed and jabbed into him. They dried each other off, got back in bed and did it all again.
After breakfast Dude said, as they had coffee, "Aleene, why don't you ask Sally Lou to move in with you? She could sell her house in El Dorado and you two could solve each other's problems."
She gleefully replied, "That would be the greatest thing I could think of. We have always loved -each other but now that we have become acquainted sexually, we are in for lots of pleasure."
Sally Lou told them, "I was offered ten thousand for my place a few months ago but wasn't interested, but now.. . . "
Dude offered, "I'll give you ten thousand for it, sight unseen, right now."
She declared, "I'll take it. It's a deal." Dude wanted to know if it was clear, and it was, for ten years. He wrote her a ten thousand dollar check and they shook hands on the deal, followed by a passionate kiss. Joe pulled in about noon, a two weeks growth of beard covering his face. After he showered, shaved and had lunch, Dude started showing, "Full House." He whispered in Aleene's ear, "We are going to heal an impotent man, watch and see." Then announced, "Let's all get undressed." Dude kept watching Joe's flaccid six inches slowly swell. About halfway through the film, Dude got Sally Lou on her knees and hosed her from the rear. As she bucked into her first climax, Dude noticed Joe's cock was almost rigid.
He pulled out and whispered, "Sally Lou, go blow Joe." She crawled over between his legs and went to work on him as he exclaimed, "What the hell! Aleene, don't you mind?" He was assured she didn't mind. After a minute he was rock hard and Dude entered Sally Lou again, from the rear, ordering, "Move around now and suck his wife." Aleene was flat on the carpet, knees up, legs spread waiting for her. Dude directed, "Now Joe, on your knees over Aleene. She can probably suck just as good as Sally Lou." Later he agreed. In the forty years of their marriage, he had never received her favors in this way. The girls got their climaxes and Dude suggested, "Joe, get on top of my sister and screw her while you suck my sweetheart's cunt."
Sally Lou was laying on her back straddling Aleene's head. He got in place and lapped hungrily, as he screwed away on his wife. Dude found a comfortable place, kneeling over Sally Lou's face, as she sucked him in deep. Several times Joe raised his head to watch Dude, never missing a hunch on his screwing. In a few minutes Joe gasped as if he were dying. He groaned and emptied a large accumulation of semen into his wife. She came with him and was soon followed by Dude, filling the pretty mouth of Sally Lou.
They all stood up then, and Aleene embraced Joe, kissing him and whispered, "Oh honey! That was so good! You're going to be all right, I know you are. Dude has taught us a lot of tricks. How would you like to see Sally Lou fucking me with a rubber cock? Or she and me sucking each other off? And how would you like to fuck Sally Lou? You've tried before, many times. She always told me. But now, Daddy, you can have it, while I watch and cheer you on."
They watched, and Joe was ready to take on Sally Lou. Dude got some nice Polaroid shots as he sipped Vodka on the rocks.
While eating breakfast, Aleene told Joe, "Dude wants to drive down to Camden and spend tonight. Let's go along and spend the night with the Larch-woods. I knew you had a hard-on for Vestal all those years. She told me you got a hard-on every time you danced, and tried to get her in bed. You never made it, did your He grunted, "Hell no! But I tried, that hot little prick-teaser."
Aleene went on, "Andy, that bastard, tried to screw me on the dance floor one night. He tried for years to get me in bed but he didn't score. Now, honey, let's go down and take them, like Grant took Richmond!"
They phoned and told Vestal their plans and she was elated.
They left about eleven and drove ten miles to Delight, and had a marvelous lunch with Dude's other sister, Myrtle, who was a widow of two years.
They'd had a few drinks after lunch when Aleene declared, "Joe, you've tried for forty years to get in my sister's pants. Myrtle would you like him to fuck you while he laps my cunt, as Dude screws Sally Lou?"
Myrtle was amazed, asking, "What the hell has happened to you folk's?"
Aleene exclaimed, "Dude has taught us a few things. Yesterday Joe fucked me for the first time in two years and it was hard as steel. Later he laid Sally Lou, very successfully. My man is not worn out, he just got bored with my drudgery. Let's all get undressed."
Myrtle locked the doors and laid on the carpet, commenting, "I'll admit, I've had creamy drawers for Joe all along. But Td never screw my sister's husband, however, this way, it's different. Come fuck me, you old fart!"
He did, and lapped Aleene as he had Sally Lou the day before.
Alongside, Dude took his sweetheart around the world -sixty-nine, anal intercourse, and finally screwing her from above . . . nibbling nipples. Joe put on a flawless performance.
About three, they headed for Camden in Joe's white Cadillac. Through Prescott, Bluff City, Chidister and on to South Main in Camden. They found a motel near their target; where Sally Lou and Dude checked in as Mr. and Mrs. Boyd from San Diego.
Joe and Aleene drove to the Larchwoods. The "Boyds" had dinner and relaxed until dark.
Dude rolled up a blanket from the bed and they strolled down to the spot on the cliff beside the Ouchita River.
It had changed a lot. Where the welding shop stood that Joe had worked at, there was a supermarket. But the main line of the "Cotton Belt" railroad tracks were the same, and the big pine trees on the cliff still stood.
There was a thick blanket of pine needles where the lovers had been so many, many years before. Dude spread his blanket on top of the pine needles. Those things can prick you!
Dude told her, "I want to take you exactly as I wanted to that other time. No oral love this time, just play with my prick, yea, that's the way, while I finger your cunt, like this."
She cooed, "Oh Dude, I'm so sorry we didn't do this thirty-six years ago, when we were both seven-teen. Oh! I love you!"
In a minute or so he got it in, slowly drilling it in and out. He was determined to make it last a long time, so he took it slow and easy.
He said softly, "Sweetheart it is now the summer of 1933. I have just got your maiden head after trying for more than a year and you are the second girl I've ever screwed. Little blonde Veda got my cherry a year and a half ago but I never wanted her like I have ached for you. I love her body but that's all. Only you, I really love and now that I have your body too, my cup runneth over. But next week I'll be in my senior year in high school, screwing Veda every night, imagineing that it is you in my arms."
Sally Lou whispered, "Oh Dude, I'll miss you so much. Surely you can come back before Christmas, can't your "Sure," he answered. "I'll hitchhike down at least once a month. Let's throw this rubber in the river and if you get pregnant we'll get married somehow. We'll be married anyhow, next June after I graduate. Joe has promised me a job in the welding shop. O.K.? "
"Sure," she said. "Take the damn thing off." He pulled out and went through the motions of jerking off a rubber and tossing it away. Back in again and she started her mind-blowing movements, meeting each of his thrusts with a short, hard jab of her bottom end, very hard.
Dude said, "There now, baby, isn't that much better?"
She sighed and admitted, "Oh heavens! Much, much better." Each time she climaxed she tripled the speed of that jabbing -it was fantastic!
She had come twice and Dude kept his reciprocating motion going, very slowly.
He inquired, "Sweetheart, are you enjoying your very first diddle?"
"Oh Dude!, " she sighed, "It is out of this world. If rd have known it was this good, you would have scored the first time you tried, last year."
She wrapped her legs around his back, locking her high heels together, pleading, "Kiss me again darling."
After a long tongue twisting kiss, Dude stuck the tip of his tongue deep in her ear.
She gasped and said, "Baby, you have just taken another cherry. I have never had that before, isn't it thrilling?"
She then did the same for Dude and they went on and on.
After half an hour he informed her, "Lover, you are just about to get your first load of love juice deep in your pussy. Get ready."
She replied, "Heavens, Dude. I've come four times and just about ready for another one."
When Dude started shooting, he pushed down hard on her and remained there. They both groaned and gasped as she jabbed up at him even faster than before.
Dude dismounted, took his handkerchief, dried her off good, then cleaned himself up and tossed the soggy cloth in the river.
They laid there on their sides embracing and in a few seconds Dude noticed tears were flowing out of her eyes. He asked, "What's the matter, baby? Why the tears?"
She began weeping then, uncontrollably sobbing, as she hugged him tighter, with her face on his shoulder. He took another hankie and dried her tears, trying to console her, "Don't cry sweetheart, you know I love you, don't you? We are going to be very happy from now on. We'll get together often, real often. Please stop crying."
She soon regained control of herself and surprised Dude with, "Well, daddy, you have just broken your own record. That was the best sex action I ever had. That acting we were doing, turning the calendar back all those years had a lot to do with it I actually felt like and believed we were seventeen again. Then when we had finished, it was as if I had awakened from a beautiful dream, back to reality. Dude, please take me to Toronto with you tomorrow. I'd love to see that show. The next night let me substitute for one of the girls. You think I look too old?" He answered, "Hell no! You're not too old. And hell yes! You can go with me to Toronto, then to Winnipeg and on to Minneapolis. Why don't you go with me every weekend? You could fly back each Monday and stay with Aleene all week and meet us at the Friday date. How about it, sweet? You'd be making twelve hundred and fifty dollars a week." She assured him, "I'll take it, daddy. You've just hired yourself another whore." He slapped her butt saying, "Oh! Don't say that. I've hired myself an actress and a fine one. You know, Sally Lou your figure is better than at seventeen. Your knockers are bigger and prettier. What do you measurer She told him, "Forty, twenty-six, thirty-nine. And thanks for the fine compliment. It's the best I ever had." Dude went on, Baby, tomorrow I'm going to buy this spot and have a chain link fence thrown around it with a padlocked gate. We must visit this place every chance we get." She thought it was a wonderful idea. Next day he bought three acres along the river. He ordered a ten foot high fence with two strands of barbed wire at the top. As they headed home next morning, Dude picked up Joe's flat top Martin guitar, strummed a few chords and suggested, "You two gals sing a song. You remember the first song you ever sang on the radio and the first I ever played?"
Neither one of them remembered, so he began playing and singing, "She sleeps beneath the daisies, Away up on the hill.
I think of her at evening, When everything is still."
"Come on sing it."
They sang in perfect harmony, prettier than when they were young.
Dude spoke up after they had finished, "You know the hit record I had in 1948 when I had my girl orchestra, "Blue Ouchita? That spot we visited last night was what inspired me to write it." He began strumming and singing, 'Way down 'long the Blue Ouchita, That wends its way through the hills of Arkansas I'll never forget those heavenly nights When we sat there dreaming, 'Neath the pine trees in the moonlight.
We'd listen to the call of the whip-poor-wills Telling of a love just like our own, But now she's gone.
Gone away and left me But I know we'll meet again 'Way down 'long the Blue Ouchita. There wasn't a dry eye in that Cadillac. They brushed them away and Sally Lou consoled Dude by unzipping him and sucking his flaccid organ to a throbbing beauty.
Aleene looked back and tapped Joe's shoulder saying, "Look at those two lovers."
He looked back and said, "Well, I'll be damned. Suck that thing Sal, take it all in." Aleene pulled his out, he moved the seat back a little and she took him in, with the steering wheel rubbing her cheek. "How many times have I tried in vain to get you to do that?" Joe asked. She mumbled, without taking it from her mouth, I'm sorry, honey. I was a prude." As Joe hit the brakes to miss a cow strolling across the highway, Aleene sat up. Looking back she saw Sally Lou on her knees straddling Dude, her butt facing front swaying from side to side with Dude supplying the up and down movement. Aleene told Joe to look and he took a long look, until a wheel ran off onto the shoulder. The next side road they came to, he pulled on to it and found a place out of sight in a bunch of oak trees. Joe remarked as he lowered his pants to the floor, "That looks like a good position for screwing in a car. Let's try it. Crawl on, baby." They banged and banged and he had no trouble keeping a hard-on. Frequently he would look back at the action. Aleene never took her eyes off it. Joe produced two climaxes for her before he popped. They resumed the drive then and our lovers in the back seat continued several miles before exploding. Aleene complimented Joe, "You're doing all right, Joseph. Wednesday you fucked me and Sally Lou and yesterday Myrtle. Three times you screwed Vestal last night or did you get another one when you got her in bed?" Joe confessed, "No, but we blew each other. She sucked me dry. I'm sure glad Dude came along to get all this started. Think of the people we know we can ball with. Hell! There's dozens of dames I had a hard-on for, for years."
Aleene admitted, "Yea, me too. That's four times with Vestal and another one with me just now. Aren't you about caught up?"
She was surprised to hear, "Hell no! How about you leaving me with Myrtle this afternoon while you drive those honeymooners to the airport at Hot Springs?"
She answered, "Why not? You have a lot of catching up to do."
As they drove out of Glenwood, winding through the foothills of the Ozarks, Aleene suggested, "Dude you drive and let Sally Lou and me make the back-seat scene."
"O.K. pull over," Dude agreed.
When they got going, on their sides, Dude adjusted the rear view mirror and spent more time watching it, than watching the road. After they had satiated each other, Sally Lou crawled over the seat to join Dude.
They arrived back at their hotel in Toronto, making a thirty mile drive after a very successful show. Dude and his "bride" had a few drinks and crawled in bed.
Sally Lou gushed, "Dude, that show is unbelievable! Never have I enjoyed watching anything so much in my life. I damn near popped in my pinkies. Who can I replace tomorrow?"
Dude answered, "You can take Rosa's place, permanently."
He explained how the three girls rotated every three weeks.
In Winnipeg, Sally Lou had a new, thrilling experience. She performed like an expert on the show, then finished off her ten studs in twenty minutes, never coming herself. Dude didn't either. They wanted to save that for each other.
The same happened Sunday night, and as they got in bed in Minneapolis, Dude commented, "Well, baby doll, you have had your crash course in sexology and passed it with flying colors. You get an A-plus, sweetheart. Just think, this time last week you had never held a man's cock in your hand, never let a man see you naked, never sucked a cock, never had your cunt chewed, nor your ass reamed, never fucked a dame with a dildo, never sixty-nined a dame nor a man, never screwed a man with his wife and your sweetheart watching, never had your boobs screwed, never showered with a man nor had your ear tongued. Wow! You've come a long way in a week. Let's see, you had Gif on the show for a diddle and a blow, the ten studs on the post game screw ball, so already you've had tonight, six guys in your pussy and six in your mouth. In a few minutes I will make it seven."
"Groovy," she cooed, "I feel great! Those other guys have just been erotic foreplay for me. Now for the real thing. Come get me, my sweet."
And he got her. Again next morning before getting up, too.
They kissed goodbye at the airport as she boarded a Braniff jet to Hot Springs and he took a non-stop Western Airlines jet to San Diego. He was a happy, contented man for the first time since he learned his wife had a terminal illness.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
When the cast of 'Office Christmas Party' played Marty's arena it was a huge success. Two sell-out performances and seven thousand photos were sold.
After the last show, here came the police again. As they filed up the aisle on their way out, a long haired hippie yelled as he waved his photo, "Hey pig! How about this pornographic picture. You gonna take us all in?" Thousands of others waved their photos. A cop made his way to the hippie and told him, "We can't take you all in, but we're taking you. Come on."
As Marty drove back to the Arena from the police station, he told Dude, "Mr. Tammany wants us to get arrested in as many states as possible. Get me fifty prints of 'Rudolph and His Pussy Cats' film. I know fight promoters all over the world. I'll send them the movies, they will let bar operators have them to show their customers, and soon they will be clamoring for tickets when they learn about the show. I want them every Wednesday for at least three months. I'll take a ten percent booking fee off the top and you and the promoter split fifty-fifty. Many of the arenas are larger than mine. They will average six thousand each."
They agreed and later a contract was signed.
The following morning in the office, the mailman handed Dude another fifty more letters wanting personal appearances from "Randolph and company." Something must be done, he realized. An idea hit him like a flash. Form a second troupe!
He called Randolph, got him out of bed and told him to rush out at once. In half an hour that big red Cadillac pulled into the parking lot. It had every extra on it that money could buy. Randolph entered, dressed fit to kill. Brooks Brothers suit, alligator shoes, he must have been wearing a thousand dollars worth of "threads," as he called clothing.
Dude stood up and invited, "Let's walk over to the coffee shop. Hungry?"
"Yea man," he answered, "Its before breakfast for me."
Randolph ordered ham, eggs and biscuits. Only coffee for Dude. He started out, "Randolph, do you know of another Negro, anywhere that has a cock like yours?"
His eyes widened and he said, "Hell, yea! Man. Willie Brown back in my home town in Texas, is exactly the same size. He is my cousin and we used to jack off together, making little bets on who could come the quickest. Why you ask, Dude, you gonna replace me?"
"No, of course not stud. You have a two year con-tract, remember? I'm starting another group to do personal appearances on 'Randolph and His Pussy Cats.' Know a blonde that could double for Dorothy?"
"Do I?" He exclaimed, "Man, there's a whore in Logan Heights that has a cunt like Sue's. She charges fifty bucks for a quickie and a hundred for around the world. Most of the others around there go for twenty or twenty-five. You want some chicks to take the twins' place, too?"
Dude answered, "Sure. Can you help me?"
He was told, "For a thousand a week I could get you a train load. In fact, I don't know a dame anywhere that wouldn't latch on to that."
Dude went on, "O.K. After you finish eating, we will go to Club 21 and call Willie. You feel that he would go for a grand a week?"
After gulping a mouthful of food Randolph answered, "You got to be kidding! That black mother is making fifty bucks a week in a lousy gas station, taking a lot of shit from the white owner. What do you think? Hell, he'd be tickled to death to do it for a hundred a week"
Dude assured him, "No. It will be a thousand. I want everybody to have an expensive wardrobe."
Randolph got Willie on the phone and began, "Willie, baby, I have you a good job out here. I'll wire you a plane ticket. Look it over and if you don't want it, I'll fly you back."
Willie replied, "No dad. No way. Billie Jo and I got married last week and bought a house. No man, I got a ten dollar a week raise and we are settled down."
Randolph interrupted, "Hold it stud, just a minute. Is that Billie Jo Washington? Doesn't she have a twin sister named Millie Flo?"
"Yea man," he replied, "That's the one. What a doll and what a fuck!"
Randolph continued, "Listen you black mother! I've been making one grand a week for two months and you can do the same."
He heard the phone click a few times on the other end, then, "Let me shake up the receiver on this antique telephone. It sounded like you said a grand a week. Say it once more."
Randolph repeated, "You heard right, a grand a week for four nights' work. One thousand skins."
Willie exclaimed, "What the hell do I have to do? Hold up banks?"
He went on, "No, nut! There will be three plane tickets waiting in Dallas at Delta Airlines reservations desk. Bring the twins and come out tomorrow. That's an order!"
Willie informed him, But I don't even have gas money for the fifty mile drive to Dallas. We took a two day honeymoon trip to Mineral Wells and came back flat busted."
He was assured, "There'll be fifty bucks waiting for you at Western Union in an hour. Start packing, you bastard and get those twins packing. O.K.? "
Willie ended with, "O.K. Prick. See you tomorrow."
Dude had Randolph phone Louisa in Logan Heights, telling her to take a cab to Club 21 for a hundred buck hit After screwing Dude she again did the dance of love with Randolph. After she saw the film she signed a two year contract with Dude-one thousand a week.
Dude and Randolph met the trio at Lindbergh International the next evening as they arrived at 9:05 P.M. on Delta's flight 821, non-stop from Dallas. Willie wore tennis shoes, blue jeans and a T-shirt. The twins wore micro-mini skirts and blouses, cheap looking but emphasizing well rounded figures and outstanding knockers. Willie was built about like Randolph, maybe an inch taller.
They rushed out Interstate Eight to Club 21 and rolled the film, sipping on gin on the rocks, Willie's favorite drink. Dude watched the two girls twisting and fidgeting and saw Willie pushing his erection around, trying to find a comfortable place for it.
After stopping the projector and starting the film rewinding, Dude stood up and asked, "Would you three Texans like to do that, four nights a week, twice on Wednesday for a thousand bucks a week?"
Willie, mumbled, "A thousand divided by three, that's three hundred and thirty apiece. Hell yes! We'll do it."
Dude corrected him, "No, that's a thousand each."
Billie Jo injected, "But Millie Flo has never fucked a man. Only last week Willie got my cherry. Want to take it, Millie Flo, baby?"
She answered, "I've never heard of such a fabulous opportunity. Dude, have you ever had a black cherry? They are very rare at age twenty-one, black, white, or you name it!"
Dude answered, "No sweetheart, I never had one, but I'd be delighted. Nudify yourself." He came back from the bathroom with a jar of Vaseline.
With Millie Flo on her back in the middle of the king size bed, he rubbed a big glob of Vaseline all over her vulva and worked his middle finger in her vagina, with great difficulty. He sucked her big black nipples until he could feel the lubricants flowing in her cunt, and spreading her perfectly molded legs he patiently worked himself into her.
Meanwhile, Randolph was receiving the favors of his cousin's wife's mouth as Willie screwed her doggie style.
Dude had enjoyed three cherries before, in his time, but this was something else. She gasped and grunted, jabbing frantically, savagely, up into him and reached climax in half a minute. That gal had been saving up for many a year. She wanted to get on top then and she bucked and reared like a wild stallion.
She climaxed again and dismounted, pleading, "Oh! Dude! Eat my pussy and let me suck your cock. Oh! This is so thrilling!"
She straddled his head and they went to town! Her enthusiasm spurred Dude on, and he gave her a banging! She came again, pushing. his head deep in the coil springs of the mattress.
She then said, "Fuck me again, sweetheart."
This time he got her on top and sucked her big tits as she performed like a veteran of many years. What a jewel he had discovered here!
Dude counted them out five hundred dollars apiece explaining. "This is an advance on your salaries. Randolph, take Willie and show him how to spend all his money on threads. Go by Dr. Hemby's house tomorrow and pick up one of the twins to help these dolls here select some new outfits. Willie, you and your girls spend the night at Dr. Hemby's and get acquainted with Stella and Mella. You'll love them. Tomorrow you start on the payroll and you will all fly to Baltimore. Watch the shows very carefully and next Wednesday you will have your own show. This weekend you will go along also, to observe the action in Montgomery, Atlanta and Miami. Each night as soon as you arrive at the clubs, get tickets for the post game shows. "The following weekend, you will be on your own."
Dude got Marty on the phone and when he heard. the news, just about flipped. He knew Mr. Tammany would be pleased and would certainly have an attorney ready to bail them out. He told Dude that the case against Randolph and crew had been thrown out of the state supreme court and that would surely swing some weight with other states. Mr. Tammany's dollars were working and no doubt, some idiotic laws would soon be repealed.
Dude assured him, "Willie is built just like Randolph and hung exactly the same. The two girls are like two peas in a pod and pretty as a peach. The blonde, Louise is a dynamic sexpot of extreme beauty. They are all signed to two year contracts."
Marty told him he would phone him the next morning to tell him where their first arena show would be.
One of the weekly photo magazines had a reporter and photographer on hand when the arrests were made in Baltimore and the next week Dude got about a million dollars worth of free publicity. It brought out Mr. Tammany's crusade against the worthless sex laws. The article also told about the seven previous arrests and prompt bail-outs. Also the story about Mr. Tammany's son and wife. The week after the magazine came out Dude raised the admission price to fifteen dollars, and they still played to nothing but packed houses.
The evening of the Texan's third day in town, Dude threw a stag party. He felt they needed a rehearsal and he might as well invite his friends to Club 21 to see a good show. Dr. Hemby, Jim O'Brien and all his fellow salesmen, Al, Vince, Mack, Eddie, and Paul. Also Cass Stinson, Jose Martinez, and Hal Norton.
He laid in a good supply of booze of all kinds.
At eight it all got started with Dude showing his old film, "Dude Marvin and the Country Jubilee," after he had announced, Now friends, this flick will show you what I was doing back in the post war forties. This film got me started on my way to making a fortune. It is a little warm in here so we might as well undress."
His friends -and himself -had hard-ons from watching the twins and Louisa do their strip.
Everyone enjoyed the film and particularly, the Texas friends. They laughed and clapped loudly when something funny came on.
When the film ended, before Dude started rewinding, Louisa found her place on the bed, and the show started. They had it down perfect, exactly like they had seen Randolph and his crew do the night before in Baltimore.
Dude's friends enjoyed the show. Most of them were on their knees avidly watching, all around the bed, not missing a thing.
After the crew finished and took a bow, the boys all clapped -they liked the show but they were glad it was over, because those throbbing erections were anxious to receive attention. The girls took them, two at a time and in ten minutes it was all over.
They drank for awhile and the girls danced most of the time with some eager beaver who was anxious to get at them again for seconds.
It was about half an hour before Vince had Billie Jo on her knees entertaining him doggie style. Dr. Hemby was next, pouring his meat to .Louisa. They were then joined by Jim letting Millie Flo ride him from above as he gobbled her big black globes.
After those three guys were finished, Dude told the girls, "If you three dolls will go to the bathroom and clean up, three of my friends would like to sixty-nine you."
They seemed pleased and were soon back making out fine with Al, Mack, and Eddie. Eddie came first and Billie Jo took on Paul.
Dude didn't have his second one then but later, he slept with Louisa and had a delightful time, getting his second, third and next morning, fourth.
Randolph was right, she had a muscle bound vagina just like Sue's, Joan's -and Ruth's, his deceased wife.
As they embraced on their sides after his second climax, Louisa kissed him and said, "Dude, I'll be forever grateful to you for giving me this job. Oh! I've been doing all right, averaging a hundred bucks a day. But hell! I've been doing it for seven years, since I was fifteen. I was madly in love with the bastard I married at fifteen. He wouldn't work and three months later he was pimping for me. It all started when he got me drunk one night and talked me into fucking his best friend. Later that same night while I was still drunk he sold me to a bartender for ten bucks. The next day I was so disgusted with myself, I didn't care. A couple of weeks later, I squealed on him to the police and a plainclothes man nabbed him, caught in the act of pimping. He got two years and it was easy to get a divorce while he was in Big Q.
"All that traveling we'll be doing is one thing that thrills me. Would you believe yesterday when we flew to Baltimore, it was the first time I was ever out of San Diego County?"
They made the scene again and slept the sweet sleep.
The first case to reach the U.S. Supreme Court was from Oklahoma. It was Randolph's second appearance and the courts found them guilty. They appealed it and in just a few months it had been ruled by the high court that by arresting these actors, their civil rights had been invaded and that the state laws against fellatio and cunnilingus were unconstitutional and recommended they be taken from the books.
Dude was putting every dollar he could into Southern California real estate.
With fifty thousand down, he bought an office building in downtown San Diego. He liked bare, raw land better. He read somewhere that California land, the entire state, was going up at the rate of seventy-one dollars a second, so he latched on to all he could. He already had over a thousand acres and before the end of the year he would be a millionaire, for the second time in his life.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
After a session in bed with Nina the following Tuesday, Dude remarked, as they were resting in bed, "Just think, Nina. In two weeks I'll be fifty-three years old."
She asked him what he wanted for a birthday present.
He announced, "I'd like to have a party like I've dreamed of for as long as I can remember. I want a harem party and dress like a sultan with lots of girls dressed like the harem gals you see in the movies.
"I have a list of twelve dames, including you, that I want present. First we'll have roast pheasant and champagne, then more champagne and sex. I want to have intercourse with each girl after I give her a blow job." He told her then all about Sally Lou.
Nina said, "How very romantic. I had a torrid love affair in high school. I wonder what ever happened to him. Think I'll go back and look for him, someday. Dude, let me make up the invitations. I'm good at such things. They will read: Sultan Dude Marvin requests your presence at his birthday party at 2 P.M., Thursday, April twenty-fourth. It will be a harem party, twelve lovely girls and it all will happen. You will be furnished with a harem girl costume. There will be pheasant and champagne served at 2:30 followed by much fun and games. RSVP -APDQ (answer pretty damn quick). "How does that grab you, darling?"
"Great. When can you have them?"
"Tomorrow," she replied.
He slipped her a fin and said, "Get the finest envelopes and paper they have. And oh yes, add to that, "After the fun and games there will be a brief wedding ceremony between Dude and Sally Lou, his high school days sweetheart: He saw her last month for the first time in thirty-six-years "
The next day he mailed an invitation to Mary, Dorothy, Bessie, Sharon, Rosa, Nancy, Trudy, Stella, Mella and Sally Lou. It was a proposal as well as an invitation to Sally Lou. They had briefly talked about marriage some day, but no mention of when.
Thursday morning the phone woke Dude up at nine. It was Sally Lou and she was bubbling over. She started, "Oh Dude! You've made me the happiest woman in the world." She coyly asked, "You don't have in mind a confining marriage, do you?"
She was told, "Definitely not, darling. I have who I want, you have who you want, anytime."
She replied, "Oh, I'm glad. Aleene and I have had a ball this week. Joe left Tuesday but we had a scorcher Monday night. She and I did all right last night, too. I hope to continue this way, for awhile anyway."
Dude assured her it would be fine and added, "See you tomorrow at the Sherman Hotel in Chicago about five. Goodbye, sweet."
She said, "Bye bye love," a smack and they hung up.
At two o'clock on Dude's birthday the party got under way. He and Sally Lou had greeted each guest at the door and they were handed a goblet of champagne as he introduced Sally Lou.
Dude's costume was red transparent nylon trimmed in white. The big baggy pants had elastic at the top and around the ankles. A little vest hung open, revealing his hairy chest. A baggy beret hung to one side of his head.
All the girls had on different colored pants like Dude's. Their pubic hair could easily be seen. Brief bras barely covered the nipples, hiding little. They wore veils, the top of which were just below the eyes, hanging down to the shoulders.
Dude had hired two girls to play the music, a harpist and a flutist, who played standing alongside the seated girl playing the big golden harp. They wore the same costumes the others wore.
When the food was served by the catering service, the girls removed their veils. Everyone had a whole, golden-brown pheasant, roasted to perfection. A champagne bottle was constantly being passed around.
The musical duo were filling the room with beautiful music.
Before starting on the food, Dude stood up and announced, "I propose a toast. Here's to all you lovely ladies who are letting me realize a life long ambition with this party. And especially to my Sally Lou, a girl I have waited thirty-six years for." They all drank to it and began eating.
When the caterers left, Dude ordered the girls to become topless, including the musicians.
They drank coffee and brandy for awhile and Dude announced, "Ladies, you are in for a treat now. Sally Lou is going to sing for you, a song she used to sing for me when we were in high school. Baby, give them 'Side By Side.'"
The harpist played a glissando and Sally Lou started, "Oh we ain't got a barrel of money, maybe we're ragged and funny . . . "
She did the bumps and grinds like the finest professional stripper and when she finished, everyone applauded. They wanted her to do another, so Dude asked her to do a yodel song, "Dear Old Southern Home." She did; showing her versatility with a completely different type song from the previous one.
Following this, Dude announced, "Now ladies, time for me to be the sexual glutton I've dreamed about so long. I'm going to have cunnilingus and coitus with each one of you. You all have your number so don't keep me waiting. When the girl I'm screwing gets her goodies and leaves, the one I'm sucking takes her place, and the girl next in line mounts my face. I will climax with Nina, number six. There will be a short coffee break and we will resume with me coming finally with Sally Lou. All of you except Bessie, form a circle around her and me. Make a daisy chain as we sixty-nine a minute, then number two join us. Play us some fast music, girls."
After a short time, Dude got on his back, with Bessie rocking on his cock as Stella knelt over his face. On and on until he shot his wad in Nina.
They had an intermission then, and the happy gang drank champagne awhile until Dude was ready to proceed. Things went on as before. He screwed Trudy as he sucked his bride and finishing Trudy, he gave Sally Lou his undivided attention. As she got her first climax, he could hold off no longer, so they both had a blissful union together.
Dude phoned die bar down the street where the justice of the peace had been waiting, and told him they were ready.
Sally Lou changed into her wedding outfit which was a white, transparent lace miniskirt. A veil wrapped around her hair and trailed down to the floor. Immediately after the J.P. arrived and took his place in the corner of the living room, the girls started playing, "Here Comes the Bride." As the man read from his book they played softly, "Mendelssohn's Wedding March", until he said, "I now pronounce you man and wife."
Then they played, "Because," until the party was over.
Just as the J.P. left, Sally Lou announced, "Ladies, it is now time for Dude to open his birthday gifts."
He started opening them, and wow! Every one cost at least five hundred bucks. His well-paid employees had gone all out for him. A diamond ring, wrist watch, a thousand dollar electric guitar -on and on.
He made a little speech then, thanking them from the bottom of his heart. They had one more drink and began leaving.
That night, they flew to Las Vegas for a four day honeymoon. They had arranged for substitutes on the personal appearances, Dr. Hemby and Sue Foster. Two happier newlyweds had never lived.
