Normal. A frequently used word, yet a word whose exact meaning is as elusive as the term perversion. What those two words imply seems to vary from nation to nation, from community to community, from person to person.
Among one African tribe it is considered obscene to expose one's back to others. In many Eskimo communities it is the height of hospitality for a man to offer his wife to a guest.
The characters in the book appear to be average Americans. Yet they behave in ways that many others would consider abnormal.
But who is to say whether these characters are normal or perverse? SHEILA SPREADS WIDE is a novel of major interest to any who hope to find and define their own standards of correct behavior. A story of one woman seeking to resolve conflicts and find happiness.
The Publisher
Chapter One
Sheila followed the porter into the hotel room. She watched him as he set down her baggage on the huge double bed. As soon as he left the room, she removed her clothing and headed for the bathroom. For the next twenty minutes she stood in the shower and let the warm jets of water massage her soft flesh.
After she dried herself, Sheila fell heavily onto the bed. She was completely exhausted. She sighed and stretched. The shower was absolutely divine, she told herself. Just what she needed. After all, it had been quite a trip. Six hundred miles in less than ten hours. And it was not quite over. There was still another hundred miles to go. Her sister lived in Las Vegas. Oh well, she thought. There's really no hurry. Linda isn't expecting me till Saturday. That's three days from now. I'll get plenty of rest today, spend the night, and head for Las Vegas some time tomorrow night.
What I need now, she thought, is a good, stiff drink. There was a cocktail lounge on the ground floor of the hotel. And a restaurant. Sheila decided to have one or two drinks and a good meal. Then she could sack out for the rest of the day.
Getting up, she opened her bags, found her hairbrush, and went back into the bathroom. She spent the next ten minutes in front of the full-length mirror, combing her long, golden hair. Occasionally, she glanced at her luscious naked body. Sheila had always been proud of her body. It was perfect, and she knew it. She reflected that she had never had a rough time with men. After she was finished with her hair, Sheila brushed her teeth and went into the other room to dress.
Five minutes later, she inspected herself in the reflection of the dresser mirror. She looked superb. She had chosen to dress casually: a tight-fitting miniskirt and sleeveless sweater. Sheila never wore a bra or panties. They were too constricting. As a result, her big, round breasts pushed boldly against the thin fabric of the sweater, and the round globes of her perfect ass were quite evident against the miniskirt.
She gave herself one more glance in the mirror before she left the room and took the elevator downstairs.
The lounge was deserted. Sighing in relief, Sheila went to the counter and sat down on the stool. She had hoped the place wouldn't be packed. She was tired, and the last thing she needed was to be surrounded by a hundred smelly, giddy, drunken men with hard-ons.
The barman was a nice, rough-looking man. He took her order and quickly returned with her drink. Sheila sipped the drink slowly. The warm liquor quickly soothed her. She relaxed and took another sip.
Sheila was beginning to feel much, much better. Suddenly something caught her eye. She turned and saw someone sitting on the stool next to hers. He was a good-looking guy in his early thirties. He was tall and well-built. He was smiling. Sheila smiled back.
"Lemme buy you a drink," he said softly, signaling the barman.
"Thank you," she said when the barman brought her the drink.
"That's quite all right," he said. "By the way, what's a gorgeous hunk of woman like you doin' drinkin' alone?"
She sipped her drink and shrugged. "My name's Lou," he said. "Mine's Sheila."
"How long are you gonna be stayin' here, Sheila?"
"Just for the night," she replied. "Maybe a little longer."
"Want some action?"
She eyed him carefully. "What kind of action?" He smiled at her. "I gotta room on the third floor."
"Thanks, but I'm pretty tired..."
"What you need is something to perk you up," he suggested. "I know just the thing."
She laughed. "I'll bet you do!"
What the hell, she thought. It had been a long time since she had accepted a pickup. And a much longer time since she had really enjoyed herself with a man. She smiled at Lou and replied: "All right. When do you..."
"Let's go right now!" he said eagerly, downing his drink in one swallow.
Sheila laughed at his enthusiasm and finished her drink. Then they got up and left the room.
Lou closed the door behind him and wasted no time. Wrapping his arms around her, he kissed her. His cock was as hard as a rock. His hands fumbled at the sweater covering her breasts. She laughed and kissed him.
"What's your hurry?" she asked. "There's plenty of time!"
"Baby, you're a real hunk!" he exclaimed, panting feverishly. He pulled her to the bed and pushed her until she was lying on her back with her long, golden legs dangling over the edge. He tried to remove her sweater, but he was having quite a time with it. Sheila sat up and raised her arms high in the air. Lou pulled the sweater off her and looked at her tits.
"They're unreal!" he gasped. He pushed her down on the bed and buried his face in their softness. He took her left nipple in his mouth and sucked eagerly. His left hand was milking her right breast.
Sheila sighed. Closing her eyes, she moaned and began to pant. Already the warm floods began writhing within her.
Lou got up and pulled off the miniskirt. Sheila's shiny golden snatch gaped at him. Once again he began to pant. He got down on his knees, spread her legs wide, and buried his face in her moist pussy. Sheila gasped and jerked on the bed. She felt Lou's tongue slapping hotly against her creamy pussy-lips. He shoved his hands underneath her ass, forced her legs wider apart with his shoulders, and attacked the pink pussy hungrily.
Soon her gash was juicy with his saliva. Her heart began racing. Lou rammed his thumb up her honey tube and rotated it in vicious circles. Sheila wailed and arched her back. She felt the hot drops climbing down her steaming slit.
Lou could no longer stand it. Standing up, he dropped his pants and tore at the buttons on the shirt. Sheila looked up and saw a long, thick cock quivering threateningly above her. God, she thought. That damned thing must be eight or nine inches long!
He wasted no time. Kneeling between her legs, he spread them wider and shoved two fingers up her hot quim. Sheila cried out in surprise. Lou pumped her slit for a while. When he pulled his fingers from her pussy, he noticed they were sticky with slit water. He laughed and licked the juice from his fingers. Then he bent down and stuck his tongue into her cunt.
Sheila's naked body jerked on the bed. She gasped and spread her legs wider for him. Sweat appeared on her forehead and between her tits. She howled in delight and pressed her thighs against his head.
Soon Lou was finished eating her snatch. He sucked her pink clit and took it deeply into his mouth. Sheila moaned and pushed her juicy hole against his chin. Her juice dribbled from her pink crack and gathered on his chin. Lou continued to suck the hot clit. Reaching under her, he shoved his thumb up her asshole and felt it growing moist.
A few moments later, he got up. Sheila felt the head of his thick dong rubbing her twat. Groaning, she reached down between them and guided it until the enormous prick head separated the steamy walls of her quim. Her whole body went tense.
Lou reached down and rested his palms on her titties. They were hot and hard. He squeezed them, squeezed the nipples, slammed his dong deeply into her soaked hole, and felt Sheila sprinkling honey water all over his prick and balls.
He began pumping her slowly. His big reamer slid in and out of her greasy hole. Soon Sheila was soaked. She wrapped her legs around his hips and ass.
Lou pumped her harder. The base of his prick slammed viciously against her cunt and pubic bone. Her heart pounded. Lou took a thick nipple in his mouth and sucked it as he pumped her.
Moments later, she squealed and pounded her snatch against his cock.
Without warning, Lou pulled his prick out of her and flipped her ever. Spreading her legs wide, he placed his hands flatly against her stomach, lifted her up, and pressed his prick against her creamy asshole. Sheila helped him by bringing her legs up and resting her thighs against her stomach. Then she waited until he spread the cheeks of her ass wide apart before she cried out as his prick slid inside.
Lou rode her wildly, his prick filling her asshole and sending her to oblivion. He reached under her, shoved two fingers up her twat, squeezed her clit, and then went for her tits, squeezing them and driving her wild.
Sheila's pussy exploded with jism. The blonde's voluptuous body twisted and jerked frantically. Lou continued to hammer her. At the last moment, he yanked his swollen rod out of her ass, shoved it into her gushing quim, and slammed it inside her, until both of them exploded thickly and collapsed on the bed.
Half an hour later, Lou awoke to wonderful sensations. Sitting up, he looked down and saw the beautiful blonde's head moving up and down on his cock.
"You're beautiful, baby," he said, lying back down and closing his eyes.
Sheila didn't hear him. She was too occupied. Her luscious lips rode his cock hungrily, sliding up and down his greased shaft, tickling the tip of his cock with her tongue. Her fingers played with his balls. He felt her prodding and rubbing him. He sighed deeply. She was quickly bringing him around. He knew that in no time he would pop. A broad with a mouth like Sheila's could make any guy pop within seconds!
She swallowed his pork and lowered her face until the tip of his dong reached her throat. She moaned deeply. Soon he felt her lips and mouth tightening against the base of his cock. Sucking in his breath, he groaned and felt his jism bubbling up within his sac.
Just then, he felt Sheila doing something to his balls. With her thumb and forefinger, she wrapped her fingers around his balls and tightened them until his sac was smooth and swollen. He felt the result in his cock. It had suddenly grown harder. The blue veins were suddenly thicker and darker than ever before. Lou moaned thickly, closed his eyes, and waited for Sheila to continue.
She sucked his cock until he could take no more. The jism was fighting its way out, but Sheila's fingers kept it from leaving his rocks. Lou could almost hear the violent eruptions in his balls. The muscles of his body stood out in knots. Her hot breath made him shiver.
Her lips continued riding up and down his thick pole. Maintaining her grip on his balls, Sheila stimulated him by pulling his joint into her mouth, blowing on him, slapping the head of his dong with her tongue, swirling her tongue along the sensitive head of his pecker. She's gonna pull it out by the roots, he thought, his heart pounding. The damned bitch is gonna swallow the whole Goddamn thing!
She sucked him eagerly for the next minute and a half, never letting up, not even for a second. Lou jerked and thrashed violently. His heart was pumping wildly. He wondered how much longer he could go on like this. Any moment, his hot jism would be shooting out of his skin!
Her mouth continued pumping him. When her fingers finally let go of his balls, he cried out and felt his rocks spurting everywhere. His balls were on fire. The thick jism shot into her greedy mouth, making her gag. Sheila sucked every drop from him and swallowed it hungrily. The thick jolts made Lou jump on the bed. Completely spent, he groaned weakly and lay panting, his heart quivering in his chest.
Moments later, he was fast asleep.
Chapter Two
Lou slept for about an hour. When he awoke, he saw that Sheila was not in the room. Then he heard the shower going. A few moments later, the water was turned off.
She came out of the bathroom, drying herself with a towel. Her damp, golden skin aroused him once again. She looked down at his stirring prick and giggled.
"Not now, honey," she said, smiling at him. "I'm gonna need something to eat. You've given me quite an appetite!"
"Me, too, baby," he said, eyeing her golden snatch and wanting to fuck her in the worst way.
Sheila dressed and waited until he was ready before they left the room and went downstairs.
After their meal, they returned to Lou's hotel room. This time, Sheila was the one who wasted no time. As soon as Lou had closed the door, she pulled off her sweater and wriggled out of her miniskirt. Then she leaned against the door and waited for him to undress.
His prick was already rock-hard. Approaching her, he spread her legs, kissed her passionately, and rammed his thumb up her moist crack. Sheila shrieked and pressed her body against him.
She clung to him as he hoisted her up and positioned his cock against her moist twat. As soon as she felt him pressing against her, Sheila pounded her snatch against him and wailed as the big dong slid up her greasy tube.
She jumped on his cock, sucking it deeply inside her pink slit. Lou felt the hot cream sliding down his rod. He continued pumping her with short, harsh jabs. Sheila's honey juice dripped onto his balls and slid down the front of his thighs.
Sheila wrapped her arms more tightly around his neck and pressed her body tighter against him. She closed her eyes and smiled as the storms thrashed about within her.
His prick climbed into her eagerly, filling her insides. When it emerged, it was saturated with hot slit juice. His jumping balls pounded her on the ass. Lou felt the strong muscles of her pussy closing around the base of his joint, sucking him in, refusing to let him pull out.
The beautiful blonde continued jumping on his cock until she went rigid. Her golden skin had turned red. The muscles in her arms strained against his neck, nearly choking him. Her mouth fell open and a thick gush of air escaped her throat. She screamed once, two times. The muscles in her hot cunt closed around his joint like a vise. He felt her heart thump. She screamed once again. Suddenly his cock and balls were saturated with thick, hot jism.
Lou carried her over to the bed and let her fall. She fell on her back, writhing and panting. Lou lay beside her. His prick was still hard, but he knew there was no hurry. A broad like Sheila needs a fuck every twenty minutes, he thought. Then he smiled. It was going to be a fantastic evening!
A few moments later, someone knocked on the door.
"Who's that?" asked Sheila, reaching for her clothes.
"Don't bother," replied Lou. "It's prob'ly Neil and Robbie. They're my friends." He got up and went to the door. Two men, about the same age as Lou, came in and stood eyeing Sheila as though in a trance.
She flushed. Then she smiled at them, knowing damned well that she loved attention.
"Christ," whispered the small, good-looking guy next to Lou. "Where the hell did'ja find such a great piece of pussy?"
"Just lucky," laughed Lou.
The other guy was much taller than Lou. He had red hair and a neatly-trimmed beard. He was already fumbling with the buttons of his shirt. "I hope she's good enough to share," he said, taking off his shirt and exposing a hairy, well-muscled chest.
"She's the best, Neil," replied Lou. "There's none better in a million years!"
"Christ," whispered Robbie. "What a great piece of blonde snatch!"
Neil picked her up easily. Sheila wrapped her legs around his waist and reached beneath them to position his cock between her pink pussy-lips.
"I'll do it for ya," said Robbie eagerly, kneeling down and massaging Sheila's moist twat with his fingers. She groaned and wrapped her arms around Neil's neck. Her jism was already dripping onto Robbie's hand. "Christ!" he shouted, bringing up his hand and licking off the pussy cream. "There's nothin' better than a blonde pussy that spurts all the time!"
Sheila gritted her teeth and sighed deeply as Neil's big dong slid up her cunt. For a moment she wondered when it would stop. The damned thing must be a foot long! she thought, shivering. He'll tear me apart!
"Want some crack?" asked Neil.
"You bet!" replied Robbie, laughing. Just then Sheila felt the other man spreading the cheeks of her ass wide apart. "Mmmm!" he remarked. "She's gotta big, juicy hole back here, too!"
Neil's forearms were holding up her thighs. Suddenly he raised them so that her ass was sticking out more. Robbie was busy playing with her creamy asshole. She felt his fingers entering her, swirling around, trying to pull out jism. In no time, she was as slippery as an eel. The other man pressed his cock against her asshole and tried to pull her ass cheeks apart. The hole widened, and the cock slid easily inside. Sheila jerked helplessly and pounded out a handful of slit juice.
The two cocks slid into her cunt and ass. Sheila's holes were hot and steamy. She began spitting out jism and jerking in their arms.
Robbie placed his hands flat against the globes of Sheila's pounding ass. He slammed his shaft into the pink hole just as Neil's cock slid out of the blonde's cunt. There was cunt cream all over the men's thighs.
Gasping, Sheila jerked and felt the waves numbing her entire body. There was thick prick in her at all times. The two cocks jabbed into her, separating the walls of her cunt and ass. Her hot, thick juices swam all over the pricks, greasing them and heating their rocks. She fell the men growing harder. Her legs lashed out, and a thin stream of her slit oil ran down Neil's thighs.
Suddenly the blonde screamed so violently that Neil had to clamp his hand over her gaping mouth. Her gash milk saturated them, spilling outwards, squirting thickly onto the carpet. The two men kept her tightly in their arms and continued pumping her until both pricks flooded her cunt and ass with hot sperm.
Sheila was still climaxing even as the two men laid her down on the bed. Lou went over to her, spread her thighs wide apart, and slid his pounding shaft up her hot, flooded slit. She shuddered, gasped, and pulled him more tightly to her. He let his cock lay deeply engorged within her crack before he began moving inside her.
The two men looked on as Lou fucked her. Neil reached out, took a big, round tittie in his hand, and began to squeeze and massage it. Robbie, laughing, took the other boob. Sheila gasped and drowned Lou's thick pork with honey water.
Grunting, he felt his balls growing hotter. His prick began jabbing her harder.
Neil and Robbie took Sheila's nipples in their mouths and sucked deeply while they fondled her big jugs. The blonde moaned and whimpered like a whipped puppy. Her thighs were completely numb. Her cunt was on fire. The men sucking her tits were setting her glands aflame. The inside of her body was hammering violently, like a volcano. She orgasmed again and again. Whimpering, she felt as though she would black out. Lou did not hesitate in his thrusts. His prick split her swollen snatch apart, filling her, making her blood boil.
The men simultaneously squeezed her swollen tits. Sheila cried out and released more honey. Suddenly her heart felt as though it would explode. She screamed again and again, until Robbie covered her face with a pillow. Her entire body thrashed and jerked helplessly as the thick juices flooded through her and down her tube. A million colors flashed past her eyes, and she did not feel the thick load of hot sperm that was saturating her swollen pussy. She came to about twenty minutes later.
The three men were smiling at her. They were drinking and smoking cigarettes.
"You squirted the whole fuckin' room!" laughed Neil, eyeing her damp golden snatch.
"When was the last time ya got that much cock?" asked Robbie.
"Baby," she replied, "I never got that much cock in my life!"
The four of them laughed.
Sheila got lip, took a long swallow of whiskey from Lou's glass, and walked to the bathroom. To her surprise, she found that she had no trouble walking. As a matter of fact, she felt sensational. Lou had been right. He had found the perfect thing to perk her up!
She stepped into the shower and got the water going. When it was the right temperature, she stepped beneath it and stood under it as the warm water fondled her tense, exhausted body. She was just about to step out of the shower when the door opened.
She turned and stood looking at Neil. He was smiling. Before she could say anything, he covered her mouth with his own mouth. Moaning, she moved her tongue against his and slid it into his mouth. He closed his mouth on her tongue and began sucking on it. She gasped and when she reached down to massage his cock she found that it was already rock-hard and pounding with hot juices.
Sheila got down on her knees and rubbed the head of Neil's cock against her cheeks and lips. Neil grunted and leaned back against the shower wall. He sighed deeply and let her do as she wished.
Wetting her lips, Sheila licked the head of the thick reamer and let her tongue swirl around the tip. She cupped his balls in her hands and squeezed them gently. Neil's prick immediately got harder. Moaning, Sheila opened her mouth and swallowed the giant cock in one greedy gulp.
Neil spread his legs wider and looked down. The sight of the beautiful blonde sucking his cock was fantastic. Despite himself, he felt his cock growing so hard that it was becoming numb.
Sheila sucked and played with his cock as though she had all the time in the world. Her lips slid up and down the length of him. She pressed her lips against the base of his prick, driving him wild. A thick blue vein caught her eye. She took it between her lips and tried to suck it deeper into her mouth. The hot blood pumping angrily within it aroused her, making her grasp the base of his prick with both hands and swallowing it whole.
The warm water splashing down upon both of them tantalized their flesh. Neil saw Sheila raising his cock and inspecting the tender underside. A tight clump of flesh clinging just below the head soon caught her eye. She tickled it with her tongue and lips. Neil groaned and pressed against the shower wall in an effort to escape her touch. Sheila rubbed her lips against the clump of flesh and felt his prick pumping with blood. He felt his bean racing. It would only be a matter of time.
Once again the gorgeous blonde swallowed the entire joint. Her hot breath saturated his prick and balls. He felt her tongue brushing along the side of his joint and he resisted the urge to cry out and tell her to stop.
Her lips closed around his joint. She grabbed his sac with one hand and squeezed gently. With her other hand, she tickled the flesh of his inner thighs and rammed her thumb up his moist asshole.
The shower door opened and Lou and Robbie entered and watched them. A few moments later, Neil's cock burst with hot semen. Groaning, Sheila swallowed every thick jolt, squeezing his balls until there was nothing left.
Without a word, Lou and Neil picked up Sheila and, grasping her by the stomach, held her upside-down.
"What the fuck are you two doing, for Chrissakes?" she asked, wriggling in their arms.
Robbie went to the shower head and made a few minor adjustments. Moments later, the warm water jolted downwards in one thick stream.
Neil and Lou spread the blonde's legs wide and moved closer to the shower. A moment later, Sheila felt the sizzling result as the water flooded down onto her cunt and slit. She wailed and howled, struggling in their arms.
Her pussy was flooded with slit cream. She felt someone's fingers working her cunt, separating the walls of her slit, pulling her wide open so that the warm water thundered into her snatch. Her jugs bouncing, she jerked and writhed helplessly.
Just then Robbie, came into view. Sheila's head was only about a foot and a half from the floor. Laughing, Robbie reached up and covered her bouncing boobies with his hands. Then he squeezed. Sheila shuddered and twitched uncontrollably. He squeezed them again. She gasped and whimpered. The shower smelled thickly of jism.
His hard cock was only a few inches from her gaping mouth. Moving closer, he gasped as her hot breath sizzled his flesh. Sheila licked her lips and pulled his warm rod into her mouth. Robbie gritted his teeth and pushed his cock toward her, until the tip of it lodged against her throat.
The water continued to splash down upon her cunt. Neil suddenly bent over and covered her gash with his mouth. He tasted the warm honey cream. He rammed his tongue into her pussy and his teeth rubbed against the lips of her quim.
Lou looked on. Just then, he pulled her leg toward him so that she was spread even wider apart. He tried pushing his thumb into her asshole, but he found that he couldn't. His index finger slid right inside, making the blonde jerk in surprise. The two men played with her pink holes as the water poured down on all four of them.
Robbie continued to fuck the blonde's face with short, eager jabs. His hands were still at her breasts, milking them, rubbing them vigorously, squeezing the nipples and making Sheila jerk and writhe in ecstasy. Sheila reached down and covered Robbie's balls. They were hot and tight. He grunted and closed his eyes. It was not long before his jism jolted thickly into her mouth.
Neil and Lou refused to let go of the struggling blonde. They kept her imprisoned in their arms, her legs spread wide apart, her milky gash exposed to the thick jet of warm water. Robbie remained kneeling in front of her. His hands would not leave her bouncing titties.
Just then, Neil reached down and turned the cold-water tap. The jet of water instantly turned ice-cold. Sheila screamed uncontrollably, twitching and gasping. Her body went berserk. Her heart tried to leap through her chest. The pink pussy hole flooded slit water for the next two minutes. Then she went limp in their arms.
Neil turned off the water. Lou opened the shower door and the naked foursome left the shower and stood dripping on the tiled floor. The three men lowered the throbbing girl slowly. Soon she was sitting on the floor. Neil and Robbie dried her off as Lou held her up. Then they dried themselves off and carried the groaning blonde into the bedroom.
Sheila soon passed out on the bed.
Chapter Three
When she came to, she saw that Lou was the only person in the room. He was sitting on a chair, watching her, a drink in his hand.
She sat up and stretched. Her whole body ached. She felt as though she had just run five miles. Her thighs were numb. Her cunt still throbbed. She smiled, knowing that she had not felt this good in a long time.
"Where'd your friends go?" she asked.
"They're downstairs," he replied. "Havin' a few in the lounge. Ya thirsty?"
She smiled and nodded. "Very much."
"Good. Let's go."
Lou waited for her to dress. Then they went downstairs.
This time, the lounge was pretty crowded. Nearly three-fourths of the tables were occupied. When Lou and Sheila entered the room, every man in the lounge turned to gape at her. They watched her attentively as she crossed the room to where Neil and Robbie were sitting, near the wall.
"It's about time," laughed Robbie, pulling out a chair for her. "We thought you were dead!"
"You must be out of practice," suggested Neil. "I know a lotta broads that can take more humpin' than you just did."
"Give me time," she said. "Then I'll show ya just how much humpin' a girl can take!"
The waitress came to take their order.
"How 'bout a party?" asked Robbie eagerly. "It's still early, ya know."
Sheila lit a cigarette and eyed the three men. "Who's having a party?" she asked, interested.
"I am," replied Neil. "I only live a few miles from here. How 'bout it, baby?"
She just looked at him. "What kind of parties do ya have?"
Robbie and Lou laughed.
"Orgies," replied Neil, lowering his voice to a whisper. "Everything goes. There'll be food, drink, dope -- anything you might want. How 'bout it?"
"You must be rich," she said.
He sighed. "I get by."
"How 'bout it, honey?" asked Lou, sipping his drink. "There's nothin' better than a party at Neil's to get the fuckin' kinks out."
"All right," she said, enthused. "When's it gonna start?"
"As soon as you finish that drink," replied Neil, smiling at her.
She smiled and quickly finished her drink. The men finished their drinks, left some bills on the table, got up, and followed the luscious blonde out of the lounge.
It was already growing dark. The foursome left the hotel and crossed the parking lot to where a brand-new, shiny Cadillac awaited them.
"You must be rich!" gasped Sheila, getting into the back seat with Robbie.
Neil and Lou got into the front.
Moments later, the car left the parking lot.
Ten minutes later, Robbie slid closer to her in the seat. Reaching down, he cupped her snatch with his hand and laughed when he felt the hot dampness of her excited sex.
"You're always horny, ain'tcha, baby?" he asked, kissing her on the cheek.
She sighed deeply and watched him as he lifted up her short skirt and spread her thighs. "Shut up and eat me," she replied, shifting in the seat so that she was lying down and exposed to him.
Robbie lifted her legs and spread them wider. In the darkness, the blonde's warm juices glistened brightly. He groaned. His cock was already climbing up his leg. Bending down, he wet his lips and suddenly lapped her in the wet quim with his tongue.
Smiling, Sheila closed her eyes and shuddered as his hot breath enveloped her. She felt his hands sliding beneath the round globes of her ass. She raised her ass slightly to help him. Moments later, he returned to her wet crotch.
Robbie's tongue went to work on the blonde's throbbing clit, tickling it, rubbing it vigorously, pressing against it until it began to swell. Sheila squirmed beneath him, moaning thickly. He took her clit between his lips and sucked it into his mouth. She felt his tongue rubbing and pressing against it. Her heart began to race.
As he sucked her hot clit, he pumped her pink slit with his fingers. Sheila rubbed the cheeks of her ass against the seat. Her breathing was deep and labored. She squealed. Robbie laughed as the fresh cunt-juice splashed in his face. He removed his fingers from her tight hole and licked the honey cream from them. Lowering his face, he pressed his mouth against the pink pussy lips and sucked her dry.
The blonde's lovely body began squirming in spasms. Her gash lips closed over Robbie's tongue and sucked him into her flooded well. He let his tongue lie inside her, enjoying the hot dampness, saturating himself in her thick love juice. He began squeezing her throbbing clit with his thumb and forefinger. The blonde bucked in the seat, her long, silken legs thrashing in the air.
Robbie paused only to pull down his trousers. Before Sheila knew what was happening, she felt the hard prick sliding into her saturated cream tube. Her heart thundered, and Robbie's cock was laced thickly with twat cream. He waited for the blonde to relax before he began pumping her.
"What the fuck's going on back there?" asked Lou, who had been watching the struggling twosome for some time. "You bastard! Save some of that cunt for the fuckin' party!"
Neil laughed and kept glancing in the rearview mirror as he drove the car. "It's only twenty more minutes till we reach the house," he said. "Can't ya wait, for Chrissakes?"
"Fuck both of ya," growled Robbie as he pounded his meat into Sheila's writhing quim. "You're just pissed off 'cause I'm tearin' off a piece!"
Lou and Neil laughed and continued watching the two naked, grinding bodies in the back seat.
The sounds of Sheila's shrieks and screams hurt their ears. Her pussy was drowning in quim cream. Raising her legs in the air, she brought them down and locked her ankles around Robbie's waist. She pulled him so roughly against her that he nearly choked.
Reaching beneath her, the giggling blonde found the dancing balls. She squeezed them and pressed them roughly against her snatch. Robbie gritted his teeth, gasped, and tensed his whole body. His jism jolted into her flooded pussy, making her kick and scream and grind out three quick orgasms.
Robbie rolled off her and relaxed in the back seat. He was panting heavily and muttering something.
"Stop the car," said Lou, who had been ready for the blonde's twat for the last five minutes.
Neil shook his head. "C'mon, Lou. For Chrissakes! We're gonna be..."
"Stop the car," he repeated angrily.
"Oh, for Chrissakes!" Neil brought the car to a stop and waited for Lou to switch places with Robbie, who was still panting and heaving in exhaustion.
Lou wasted no time. He pulled down his pants and positioned the beautiful blonde so that she was on her hands and knees. He spread her thighs and reached between them. She giggled as he tickled her soaked crack. Then she moaned and gyrated her hips sensuously.
Lou stuck two fingers into the blonde's pussy and his thumb up her pink asshole. Her pussy and ass muscles closed around his fingers in an attempt to suck them in deeper. She was getting wetter and hotter. He pumped her until she popped her rocks twice. Then he spread her thighs apart and stuck his hot prong up her creamy honey hole.
Sheila responded urgently, wriggling her hips, panting, and pressing her snatch against the base of his joint. It didn't take Lou long to get good and hard. His prick soon filled her greased canyon. It was so thick that it threatened to split her apart. Sheila sighed deeply and began gyrating her hips in sensuous circles. It was sensational to have her match stuffed with hot pork, and she relished every moment of it.
Lou's strokes were long and slow and delicious.
She groaned and purred in delight as the long hunk of meat slid all the way up her snatch, staying there a few moments, and then sliding slowly out again. The blonde arched her back in an effort to get the prick at a better angle. It worked, for she felt it sliding another precious inch up her gash. She closed her eyes. The storm within her was raging angrily. Her skin stood out in gooseflesh. It was as though a million tiny needles were stabbing her all over. A hot cloud enveloped her and, before she knew it, her pussy was spitting hot cream.
Lou increased his pace. His prick slid up her gash and immediately back out. His joint was dripping with honey. He bent over and rested on her writhing back. Reaching underneath her, he covered her big boobies and cupped them in his hands. Sheila moaned in delight and arched her back even more. Lou squeezed her tight breasts. The blonde, squirming and shuddering, squeezed out more jism.
His fat prick slammed into her, tearing into her quivering canyon and pulling out streams of honey water. Sheila writhed, twisted, and bucked. Her body was on fire. The smell of slit cream was thick in the car. So thick, as a matter of fact, that Neil and Robbie opened the windows to let in fresh air.
The blonde began panting and groaning helplessly. Her body was all over the back seat. Reaching outwards, she grasped the armrest on the door and held on for dear life. Her right leg dangled from the edge of the seat. Raising it, Lou pushed it toward the front seat. Robbie grasped her ankle and held it so that the blonde's legs were widely spread.
As soon as Lou had done this, Sheila felt the fat prick sliding even deeper into her soaked quim. She cried out and ground her snatch against the base of his joint. Her ass was hot and tight. It slapped him in the stomach. Sheila buried her face in the seat and screamed as the slit juice filled her hot well and completely saturated Lou's cock and balls.
He slammed his prick into her and smiled when a warm spray of honey caught him on the thighs. He drove harder and harder into her. Sheila gasped and whimpered each time the dong slammed into her throbbing pussy. She felt herself growing weak. She let go of the armrest and fell limply to the seat. Lou did not give her a break. His prick continued to split apart her hot, wet insides.
Soon she went crazy, her body exploding into orgasm. Hot, thick jets of fluid filled her insides. Her skin was flushed. She wailed and wailed until she was too weak to cry out. Her cunt cream continued jolting out of her throbbing hole. Lou sprayed her with prick juice, but she hardly felt it. Her body continued jerking and writhing until she was bone-dry.
A few moments later, they were pulling up the long, paved driveway that led to Neil's house.
Chapter Four
The house was a large, modem type with lots of windows. Sheila noticed other cam parked in the driveway. Since some lights were on in the house, she saw at least a dozen naked people running around.
"It's an orgy, all right," she commented as she got out of the car. Excited, she followed Neil into the house.
There were bodies all over the living-room floor. As soon as they entered the house, Neil, Lou, and Robbie began removing their clothing.
"Take off your clothes," suggested Neil, "and find someone to fuck. That's what an orgy is for!"
Sheila shrugged out of her clothes in a flash. It didn't take long for someone to catch sight of her lovely naked body. Before she could react, a strange man picked her up from behind, carried her to the middle of the room, and set her down in the middle of the naked, squirming throng.
She soon saw an unused cock to her left. A man was lying on his back, his stiff joint throbbing toward the ceiling. A shapely brunette was sitting on his face. She was squealing and slamming her moist gash against his lips.
Kneeling down, Sheila swallowed the entire hunk of meat and made the unsuspecting guy cry out in surprise. The man who had picked up Sheila was already positioning himself between her parted thighs. He rubbed her clit and gash, thrust three fingers into her creamy pussy, and stuck his thumb up her asshole. He worked her for a few minutes before he shoved his cock up her wet tube.
Sheila sucked the hot meat eagerly, pumping the base of it with her hands, tickling the tight balls and slapping the enormous prick with her tongue. The prick grew longer, filling with blood and semen. Sheila vibrated the heart-shaped head with her lips and made him squirm in ecstasy.
The other man was busy, slamming his stiff pecker into her greasy hole Sheila squirmed and arched her back. The cock slid in deeper. She groaned and, without removing the cock from her mouth, wriggled her hips and slapped the man in the stomach with her ass. Her throbbing clit danced along the side of his pork.
Neil and Lou were busy fucking the same girl. She was tall and slender, with small, round tits, long black hair, and a thick, triangular patch of pubic hair between her legs. At first she resisted them, but they were too much for her. Picking her up, they thrust their throbbing pricks up her cunt and ass and slid them all the way up her tubes. Squealing, the brunette kicked and danced on the thick joints.
Robbie had had no trouble finding a mate. The redhead he was butt-fucking had big, round boobs and long, slender legs. She cooed breathlessly as his greased joint entered her wet asshole. Then she lashed out and, whimpering, jerked out a series of climaxes.
In no time, Sheila had made the man she had been sucking, come thickly into her mouth. She swallowed the hot jism and drained his balls for more. Afterwards, she lowered her head and rested her face on the carpet. The man fucking her snatch pulled out his cock and slammed it violently into her asshole Sheila cried out and orgasmed thickly. The honey juice swam down her inner thighs.
The brunette jerking between Neil and Lou had just screamed in ecstasy. The pricks jumping inside her did not cease. The men's thighs were wet with jism. They continued riding her mercilessly. Her arms and legs thrashed everywhere. She looked like a puppet dancing helplessly on berserk strings.
Robbie's cock spat thickly into the redhead's pink asshole. Reaching beneath them, she took his balls in her hand, squeezed, made Robbie cry out in agony, and felt another gush of hot fluid finding its way up her throbbing ass. Giggling, she drained him dry. As soon as he had pulled his limp cock out of her, she immediately went looking for another mate.
Then she saw Sheila, who was still being butt-fucked.
"Turn over, honey," she said, giggling and eyeing the blonde's perfect naked body.
The man fucking her butt immediately pulled out and waited until the blonde had flipped over on her back. As soon as Sheila had done this, he spread her thighs, slid his cock up her milky crevice, and resumed his pumping.
The redhead wasted no time. Straddling Sheila's face, the gorgeous woman lowered herself until her wet gash was pressing against Sheila's lips. The blonde licked the creamy slit. Then she tasted the woman's honey water and some of Robbie's come that had dripped out of her asshole.
The blonde licked the redhead's snatch until it was bone-dry. Then she went to work on the throbbing clit that was sticking outwards. The redhead, whimpering, rubbed her pink snatch vigorously against Sheila's mouth and chin. The pink clit was drenched with jism. Sheila swallowed every drop and sucked the woman for more.
Neil and Lou had just finished with the brunette. Their pricks had exploded simultaneously into the helpless woman's cracks. She had gone berserk, kicking and squealing helplessly. Then she went limp, and the two men pulled their spent joints out of her, carried her over to the couch, and laid her down gently.
Sheila wailed as the thick prick splashed her pussy with hot jism. She emptied the thick stream of pussy water and, closing the muscles of her tube around his spending pork, squeezed him dry. She relaxed only for a moment before she returned to the redhead's cunt and slit.
The blonde's lips and tongue worked on the other woman's clit. She squirmed and pressed her juicy twat against Sheila's mouth. Then she cried out. Sheila had thrust three fingers up her hot canyon. Rotating them around, she drove the woman wild. The jism ran down her fingers in thick, criss-crossed patterns. Sheila licked her fingers dry and went back to work.
The brunette who had been double-humped by Neil and Lou did not have time to relax. Before she knew what was happening, someone had grabbed her by the wrists, pulled her arms back and over her head, and pressed her arms tightly against the arm of the couch. She tried to resist, but the man's entire weight was an her. When she looked up, she saw the man grinning down at her. His prick dangled only a few inches above her mouth. He lowered himself and slid his cock into her gaping lips. When he began his motions, all she could do was let his cock slide in and out of her mouth. She moaned thickly, and the cock in her mouth suddenly got harder and longer.
It was not too long before someone took advantage of the brunette's helpless, exposed cunt. Robbie, who was once again hard and stiff, climbed onto the couch, spread the brunette's thighs apart, and fitted his thick reamer into the quivering pussy hole. The brunette nearly gagged on the big cock in her mouth. Robbie slid his prick slowly up her quim, and she soon relaxed.
As Sheila was sucking the redhead's cunt, someone knelt between the blonde's parted thighs. Sheila felt someone playing with her pink slit. Two fingers slid into her soaked snatch. She groaned and saturated the redheads pussy with her hot breath. The redhead squealed and pressed her twat against Sheila's face. The blonde closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensations. The fingers filled her hot crack and slid in and out. Warm, wet lips nibbled on Sheila's quivering clit. The blonde squirmed uneasily and spread her thighs wider. She felt her clit being sucked deeply into a warm, hungry mouth.
Just then, the blonde felt a warm prick separating the tender walls of her pink pussy. She gasped, wiggled her hips, and pushed her twat toward the entering prick. The huge dong entered her easily, climbing into her greasy tube, stopping here, filling her completely, resuming its journey, and stopping when the base of it rubbed against her pussy-lips. She pressed the cock with her gash lips and sucked him inside her so that it was hard for him to pull out.
He fucked her with long, delicious strokes. The inside of her cunt grew hotter and hotter. Suddenly it was red-hot, soaked with slit water and stuffed with thick, hungry pork. He could feel her clit throbbing against the base of his cock. It slid along the side of him as it left her pussy, dancing happily along the side of him as it went back inside.
Sheila moaned and squeezed out four long, delicious orgasms. Then she went to town on the redhead's cunt and clit, her mouth and lips hungry, her fingers prodding, rubbing, pumping. The redhead jerked and twitched. The hot juices slid out of her canyon and onto Sheila's awaiting tongue.
Two men, seeing the blonde's beautiful tits, knelt down on either side of her and took her nipples in their mouths. The result was startling. The blonde jumped frantically, nearly hurling the redhead to the side. Her pussy juice splattered the man who was fucking her in the cunt. He smiled and felt the inside of her cunt growing hotter.
The two men sucking Sheila's nipples grasped her big boobs and began squeezing and rubbing them vigorously. More jism flooded the blonde's thundering quim. It jolted outwards, heating the man's prick and sending his balls in an uproar.
Sheila had forgotten the redhead's cunt. Her body was writhing in uncontrollable spasms. She groaned thickly, squealed, then orgasmed. Her titties were hot and tight. The men pressed them harder and continued sucking them. Sheila squealed. Her slit jolted again and again.
The man in her cunt would not yield for even a second. His prick was hot and hard and thick. The blood pounding inside it made him hammer on and on. He jabbed her feverishly, watching her writhe beneath him in oblivion.
The other two men continued sucking her nipples and squeezing her titties. The redhead still straddled her face. She rubbed her clit vigorously against the blonde's gaping lips and giggled brightly when she felt the hot cream sliding down her tube. Reaching down, she inserted two fingers into her quim, rotated them around, removed them, and licked the sweet juices from her fingers, giggling and squirming deliciously.
The man fucking Sheila suddenly felt his cock gushing thickly. He cried out, tensed every muscle in his body, and buried his prick deeply inside her swollen snatch. His prick spat eight thick jolts of sizzling male juice into her throbbing, steamy tube.
A moment later, he pulled out of her.
The man sucking Sheila's right tit wasted no time. He got up, positioned himself between her wet thighs, and guided his thick prick up her hot, greasy slit. Sheila started in surprise. Her cunt was so swollen and sensitive by this time that she would have felt practically anything.
He jabbed her in short, quick strokes. The blonde began growing weak and pale. She merely whimpered and watched the man as he slammed his hard dong into her hot, flooded sex. The man began growing hazy before her eyes. She strained to clear her vision, but it was no use. With a deep sigh, she fell backwards and lay still.
Sheila was out cold.
Chapter Five
Sheila woke up in a strange room.
Sitting up, she surveyed her surroundings. She was lying in a big double bed. The moonlight filtering into the bedroom told her that it was some time during the night. A naked girl lay sleeping on the bed, beside her. She lay on her right side, her long brown hair dangling over the edge of the bed. The girl had a beautiful body -- big tits, small waist, long legs. Despite herself, Sheila began to feel slightly aroused at the sight.
Sitting up, she pushed the sleeping girl so that she was lying on her back. Then she reversed her position so that her face was only a foot above the other girl's brown twat. Spreading her legs, she wet her lips and began to lick the moist cunt slowly and deliberately.
It didn't take long for the sleeping girl to stir.
Sighing, she opened her eyes. Above her swayed a beautiful, golden crotch. Moaning, she wrapped her arms around Sheila's waist and pulled her downwards until the blonde's wet slit rubbed against her lips.
The girls worked each other eagerly. The sounds of lips slapping against wet cunts were loud in the room. They moaned simultaneously and fingered each other. Sheila lapped up the other woman's cunt juice with her tongue. The jism was warm and sweet. It dribbled out of her hole in a long, thin stream.
The other woman stuck three fingers into Sheila's cunt and two fingers into the creamy asshole. She pumped them quickly and licked the slit cream from her fingers. The blonde shuddered and gasped. Her pussy flooded.
It wasn't long before the two beautiful, naked bodies were writhing and squirming on the bed. The brunette tensed her body, wriggled her hips, and pounded out pussy juice. Sheila licked every drop and thrust her tongue into the warm, pink lips in an effort to find more. Another batch of cream dribbled out of her tube. Sheila also licked this and then took the brunette's writhing clit between her lips.
The brunette was humping Sheila's cunt with three cream-soaked fingers. She felt the blonde's slit muscles tightening and loosening. Sheila spread her thighs wider apart. When she felt the woman entering her asshole with two fingers, she ground her teeth and felt her canyon filling with hot juices. The brunette pulled apart the hot pussy lips, pressed her mouth tightly against the wide crack, and sucked the hot slit juices hungrily.
Suddenly the door opened. Lou entered the room and took in the lovely sight. Smiling, he crossed the room and climbed onto the bed. The girls did not notice him; they were too busy with each other's cunts and clits.
Lou knelt behind Sheila's exposed ass. There was not enough room for him to enter her pussy. The brunette was working it eagerly. Her arms were wrapped round the blonde's tiny waist.
Lou placed his palms flat against the globes of the blonde's ass. Slowly and deliberately he pulled them apart. The creamy pink hole soon came into view. He pressed the head of his joint against the tiny aperture and pushed. Sheila gave a start. She cried out and sprinkled jism all over the brunette's mouth and chin, which the woman eagerly lapped up with her tongue.
Sucking in his breath, Lou separated the globes of Sheila's ass and slid his throbbing pole deeply inside her pink asshole.
The blonde shuddered, jerking in spasms. Gasping, she rocked her hips and rubbed her sore twat vigorously against the brunette's gaping lips.
Lou humped her slowly, his prick jabbing her asshole thickly. He felt her respond by moving with his thrusts. She tightened her muscles around his joint and grew hotter inside. He heard her panting and groaning as he fucked her hole. Suddenly she went tense, pulling his joint inside her ass tube and keeping it engorged inside her. She moaned deeply. The shit water ran out of her inflamed hole and filled the brunette's hungry mouth.
Increasing his thrusts, Lou pounded her asshole viciously. The blonde writhed and bucked and twitched with each thrust. Her jism washed the brunette's face. The blonde cried out arid arched her back. Lou felt her going tense again. The strong odor of her jism and her sweat told him that she was going to pop the big one.
And she soon did. She went berserk, lashing out and pounding her ass brutally against Lou's joint. When it flooded her ass with thick sperm, she screamed and fell heavily onto the unfortunate brunette.
Lou lay down beside the two women, his chest heaving.
"That was a thick one," Sheila gasped, her voice low and husky.
"I never drank so much pussy juice in my entire life!" laughed the brunette, sighing.
"What time is it, honey?" asked Sheila.
Lou glanced at his watch. "Two-fifteen."
Sheila shook her head. "No wonder I'm so fuckin' tired!" Then she closed her eyes.
"How's the party doing?" asked the brunette.
Lou shrugged. "Mostly everyone's sleepin'. There's two or three couples still bangin' away downstairs, but they'll soon be sackin' out, too."
The brunette squealed in delight and got up from the bed. "If someone still has a hard-on," she said, "I'll be damned if I'm gonna just lie here and let it go soft!" She crossed the room and went downstairs.
Sheila and Lou fell asleep.
They awoke at ten o'clock in the morning. "Hungry?" asked Lou.
"Famished," she replied.
"Let's go downstairs and fix us something to eat," he suggested.
They went downstairs.
There were naked bodies lying everywhere. People were stretched out on the steps, on the living-room floor, on cocktail tables, sofas, chairs -- even on the hi-fi cabinet. Lou and Sheila went into the kitchen. Robbie, the redhead, and another girl were in the room, having breakfast.
"Where's Neil?" asked Lou, pouring himself a cup of coffee.
"He had something to do at the office," replied Robbie, munching on a piece of toast.
Sheila found all she needed on the counter.
There were eggs, bread, butter, bacon, fresh orange juice -- the works. She cracked half a dozen eggs for herself and Lou, and began fixing them with butter and melted cheese.
"I must be gettin' old," muttered Lou. "I feel like a piece of run-over shit..."
"You are gettin' old, you prick," laughed Robbie. "I feel great! We used to have these shindigs three or four times a week. Don'tcha remember?"
Lou made a face. "Don't remind me, for Chrissakes."
The redhead joined Sheila at the oven. "I'm Carol, honey," she said, smiling. "Remember me?"
Sheila smiled and nodded. "Of course I do," she replied. "I'm Sheila."
"You look like you could use a helping hand," replied the redhead, who began preparing toast and bacon.
Ten minutes later, they brought the food to the table. Lou helped himself as the two girls sat down.
Everyone ate in silence.
Later, Lou lit a cigarette and finished his coffee. He looked at Sheila and said, "Well, doll... Have ya thought much about how long you intend to stay with us?"
"Just for today," she replied, finishing her toast. "Then I'll have to be movin' on."
"But why?" asked Carol.
Sheila shrugged. "I'm visiting my sister in Vegas."
"But you can't go," said Carol. "We won't let you."
"That's right," replied Robbie.
Sheila smiled at both of them. A curious feeling suddenly came to her. Robbie and Carol had been serious. They weren't even smiling.
Later, Sheila left the kitchen and made her way to the bathroom. She giggled. A naked couple was on the bathroom floor. The man, lying on his back, was busy eating the jumping girl that straddled his face.
Shrugging, Sheila straddled the young man's thighs. She massaged the half-hard prick until it was bursting with semen. He gave a start, groaning and writhing on the floor.
She pressed the tip of the large cock against her pink slit. She could feel the man's strong heartbeat in his prick. It made her feel like a contented cat. Spreading her legs, she lowered her juicy gash and whimpered. The big pole separated the lips of her cunt and slid easily inside.
Sheila kept the head of the pole imbedded within her pussy lips. Relaxing, she sat still and enjoyed the sensation of having the big dick lodged within her twat.
But the young man, had other ideas.
Sheila gasped in surprise. The young man had suddenly jerked his hips, causing his big cock to jump all the way inside her cunt. The blonde twitched, her well splashing to the brim with hot juices.
The woman straddling the young man's face turned around and faced the beautiful blonde. The young man spread the girl's ass-cheeks and began to lick the creamy asshole while squeezing the girl's twitching clit with his thumb and forefinger.
The woman watched Sheila as she writhed and groaned above the big cock. Just then, she reached outwards. Her hands covered the blonde's tits and rubbed them. Sheila winced and felt her body releasing pussy water.
The woman giggled. Sheila's reaction had made her want to go all the way. She began assaulting the big breasts, prodding them, rubbing them, squeezing the thick, cherry nipples, massaging them and making the raptured blonde grind her teeth and sway unevenly.
She suddenly bent forward and took one of Sheila's nipples between her lips. She pulled it deeply into her mouth while rubbing Sheila's tits with both hands. She squeezed them, causing Sheila to hammer out honey juice. The hot jism swam down the young man's cock, gathering on his balls.
Feeling the warm love juice caressing his cock, the young man began to move his cock in and out of the wet snatch with short, harsh jerks. The blonde spread her thighs as far apart as possible, arched her back, and yielded to the actions of the man and woman. The cock jumped in and out of her frantically, searching her entire being, filling every crack and fold, rubbing against her hot moistness.
Sheila tensed and loosened her pussy muscles as the cock moved in and out.
The woman rubbed the blonde's boobs frantically. Her lips had been moving from one nipple to the other, back and forth, again and again. Sheila felt the woman's wicked tongue as it shot out of her mouth and pressed tightly against her big nipples. The woman's tongue was hot and wet. It pressed against her nipples, encircled the big, round halos in the center of her breasts, tickled her, slapped her. She soon swallowed Sheila's left nipple. The blonde's heart was jerking frantically within her breast. The woman's lips pumped Sheila's nipple as her tongue assaulted it whenever it entered her mouth.
Meanwhile, the big cock continued ramming her in the soaked snatch. The young man shoved it in mercilessly. Each time he yanked it out, a thin stream of honey water swam down the length of his cock. He felt her cunt growing oven-hot. Just then, Sheila's heart exploded. Jerking, the screaming blonde writhed as her pussy drowned in quim water. The juices heated his cock and made him ram it inside her even more brutally.
He jerked it in, feeling his cock grow harder and his balls growing tight and hot. The blonde reached behind her and took the big rocks in her hand. The man gasped, jumping in surprise and crying out as the jism within his balls bubbled up and tore out of his cock. The thick liquid geysered hotly into Sheila's squirming pussy. The blonde whimpered and felt her own body bubbling hotly. She kicked out three quick orgasms and a giant one before the other woman decided to stop working the blonde's big tits.
Sheila fell forward and lay against the other woman for the next five minutes. Afterwards, she got up heavily and stepped into the nearby shower.
Half an hour later, Sheila stepped out into the back yard, where everyone was relaxing near the big swimming pool.
Sheila sat down in a chaise lounge beside Lou, who was sipping a bourbon on-the-rocks.
"Wanna drink?" he asked.
"Uh-huh."
He got up and went to the nearby drink tray. A few minutes later, he returned with the drink. Sheila smiled and downed nearly half of it in one swallow. Then she sat back and relaxed.
"How d'ya like Neil's party?" he asked quietly.
She laughed and lit one of his cigarettes. "I've never had so much fun in my life."
"Good. Everyone likes ya, too."
"That's nice."
Neil walked over and sat on the ground between Lou and Sheila. "Ya game, honey?" he asked.
"For what?"
He smiled at her. "Ya interested in bondage?"
"What's that?"
The two men laughed.
Neil looked at her. "Don'tcha know?" She shook her head.
"That's when ya get tied up," he explained. She shrugged. "Then what happens?"
He laughed. "A lot of things. It depends on who you're with."
She was intrigued by the idea. "What did ya have in mind?"
"How would ya like to be raped while you're tied up?" he asked.
She laughed. "I think it's silly. Why should I get tied up to get fucked when I wanna get fucked in the first place?"
Lou shrugged. "It's a fantasy, baby. Go on. You'll love it."
"All right." She finished her drink, killed her cigarette, and followed Neil into the house.
"What do I do first?" she asked when they entered a big bedroom upstairs.
"Ya let me tie ya up," he explained.
Robbie came into the room, carrying long lengths of clothesline.
She looked curiously at the rope. "Ya gonna need all that?" she asked.
Robbie smiled. The two men then proceeded to prepare the rope. Neil bound her wrists tightly together in front of her. They forced her arms high in the air. Robbie took a long length of rope and crisscrossed it over her breasts.
"This hurts," she complained.
The two men ignored her.
Robbie tied the rope tightly behind her back. The rope bit into her flesh, making her tits red and swollen.
"This is silly," she protested, squirming on the bed. "Untie me, for Chrissakes!"
Once again, they ignored her.
Neil pushed her down so that she lay on her back. He brought up her arms and forced them back so that they were stretched over her bead. Using another length of rope, he bound her wrists to the headboard of the bed. Then he tied her forearms closely together and stretched a long piece of rope across the width of the bed so that it was impossible to raise her head.
"You bastards!" she shouted, becoming angry. She began to struggle, using her legs to kick at them. "I told ya to untie me, for Chrissakes! Ya Goddam perverts!"
"She's gonna need the tape," commented Neil.
Robbie reached into his pocket and pulled out a thick roll of adhesive tape. He began pulling off long strips and handing them to Neil, who stretched the tape across her gaping lips, down her cheeks, and over her chin. The blonde continued struggling. She moaned thickly and angrily through the tape.
"She's ready," commented Neil. "Now for the legs."
Neil grabbed Sheila's right ankle as Robbie grabbed the helpless blonde's left. Moving toward the headboard of the bed, they brought the bound girl's legs back, securing each ankle to a bedpost. The position rendered Sheila totally helpless and exposed. Her legs were spread so wide that they hurt. Immediately, she felt the blood beginning to drain from them. She groaned in despair and frantically wondered what their next move would be.
Neil looked at the bound, helpless girl and nodded. "Good work, Robbie," he said. "That should hold her for a while."
Robbie laughed and whispered something to Neil, who also laughed.
Sheila mumbled something angrily beneath the tape.
"Don't worry, baby," reassured Neil. "You're gonna love every moment of it."
"After all," added Robbie, "you wanted this or you wouldn't have come up here in the first place. Right?"
Sheila moaned angrily and tried to twist free of her bonds.
"I think it's about time to let the boys know she's ready," said Neil.
Robbie hurriedly left the room.
Sheila's heart began to race. Boys? she wondered. What boys? How many of them? She groaned groggily and tried to free her bound wrists.
Neil sat down on the edge of the bed. Smiling, he reached downwards and massaged her completely exposed slit. Sheila groaned and tried to escape his touch. But it was impossible. She admitted that she was utterly helpless.
"Relax, baby," he said, sliding his index finger up her moist quim. "Trust us. You're gonna love this!"
A moment later, the men entered the room with Robbie. There must have been ten of them. Lou was among them. He eyed her trussed, naked body and smiled down at her.
Then the men formed a line in single file at the foot of the bed.
Chapter Six
The first man to rape Sheila was the man the blonde had fucked earlier that day in the bathroom.
He wasted no time.
Positioning himself between her widely spread thighs, he reached down and rubbed her pink slit vigorously, using his fingers to prod and enter her. Sheila let out a muffled shriek and strained horribly against her bonds.
He merely smiled and stuck three fingers up her gash and two up her exposed asshole. Then he lowered his face and nibbled her wet hole.
Sheila whimpered pitifully and tugged furiously at the ropes. She was no longer angry at Neil and Robbie. She merely wanted to free herself in order to play with the young man's prick and balls.
His lips and tongue worked expertly on her cunt and clit. He jabbed her with three fingers, squeezed the juicy lips of her pink snatch with thumb and forefinger, tickled her bouncing clit, rubbed his lips against the soaked tube, sucked the hot clit into his mouth, rotated his thumb feverishly in her asshole. Sheila jerked on the bed. She groaned and felt him lapping up her soaked honey hole juice with his tongue.
The other men eagerly looked on. Sheila moaned when she saw a dozen thick, rigid cocks throbbing in the air. One of the men could not wait. He began to whack himself off. Getting to his knees, he gasped and jerked his meat until the hot jism bubbled from his cock and splashed thickly in the air, sprinkling several men and catching Sheila on her hip.
Suddenly the man entered her.
She jerked and twisted violently on the bed. The hot, slippery pole climbed deeply up her jism-soaked canyon and filled her completely. She could feel it pulsating within her hot crevice. She moaned and relaxed. He felt her cunt growing larger. He pumped it into her with long, lingering strokes. Sheila's skin turned red and hot. Goose pimples stood out everywhere on her. When she wriggled her hips, he felt the hot result climbing down his thick, greasy shaft.
It wasn't long before his prick exploded into her. The thick male juice spouted out of his cock and saturated her insides. She twitched and jerked until her hot juices flooded his spending prick. Then, with a shudder and a weak groan, she relaxed. Her head jolted back and forth on the pillow.
The second man climbed onto the bed.
He did not bother to finger her soaked snatch. He merely stuffed his swollen rod into her wet pussy and jerked it deeply inside. Sheila winced. Her breath left her nostrils in thick, short grunts.
He slammed her pussy mercilessly, leaning on his arms and jerking his hips. His prick shot up her snatch. Sheila groaned horribly. She at once realized that the position she was in made it easier for the men's cocks to enter her and slide up her tube. Her cunt was completely open, stretched deeply because of her legs, which were doubled over her hips and pulled straight back. Even her asshole was stretched wide; it was impossible for her to use her muscles to close the holes.
He continued fucking her, his prick filling her crack. His balls whacked her in the ass. She closed her eyes and tried to relax.
A moment later, he came, his prick shooting into her helpless split. It met with her own hot juices, sloshing around inside her. Sheila sighed deeply and waited for the man to pull out of her and get up from the bed. She was hoping that the men would give her a decent rest.
She was wrong.
The third man immediately mounted the bed. His methods, she soon realized, were similar to those of the first man. This man played with her cracks, pumping them with his fingers and bending over to kiss her pink slit and clit.
Once again, she relaxed and let him do what he wanted. The room began growing hotter and hotter. Colors flashed past her vision. She closed her eyes and yielded to the tornado that was threatening to destroy her insides. Her muffled grunts and gasps were pitiful.
He pressed his cock against the tiny pink asshole and gently pushed. Sheila squealed helplessly.
Slowly and deliberately, the cock moved inside her until the head was complete engorged within her wet crack.
He remained still until she relaxed completely. He reached down, squeezed her clit, played with her soggy cunt, and waited for her to relax. She moaned dreamily and he felt her ass crack loosening around the head of his cock. When he was certain she was ready, he pushed. His cock slid up her damp asshole.
Sheila jerked out a quick honey load. His cock continued to span her asshole, never stopping, plunging on and on, convincing her that there was no end to the length of him. Her heart thumped madly. Suddenly she felt his balls pressing against the cheeks of her ass, and she sighed in relief.
He humped her slowly and carefully, making his cock slide easily into her ass tube. Jism had gathered thickly onto his pubic hair. It glistened in the bedroom light.
It was difficult for him to reach her tight boobs. The method in which she was bound made it so. He had to place his hands flatly against her bound titties before lying down on her. A few moments later, he succeeded, and she moaned passionately at his touch.
The ropes wrapped around her titties had caused her titties to become hot and numb. He took a nipple into his mouth. It suddenly grew thicker and longer than ever before. Sheila grunted and sprinkled quim water. His hot breath was driving her crazy.
He did not cease pumping her asshole. His cock slid in and out of her slippery hole. She moaned and twisted against the ropes. Her pussy spouted thickly. He continued sucking her nipple and fucking her asshole. The blonde jerked and orgasmed. He felt her heart thumping brutally against her chest.
For the next two minutes, he pumped her quickly, his prick entering her and quickly pulling out. Sheila's pussy filled again and again with juice. Before his prick was ready to spray, he pulled it out of her and slipped it deeply into her soggy quim.
Oblivion set in.
The blonde kicked and bucked like a trussed steer. Her honey water splashed out of her hole, catching him on the thighs and stomach. She screamed so horribly that the tape over her mouth and cheeks came loose. When he finally filled her swollen twat with sperm cream, she orgasmed again and again, until she blacked out.
Neil quickly went over to her and untied her right ankle from the bedpost. The man who had just fucked her got up and untied her other ankle. They placed the blonde's legs together on the bed. Lou quickly replaced the tape over her mouth with fresh tape.
Then the men sat down and waited for her to come to.
The sensation of someone applying cool water to her forehead was what brought Sheila around. Smiling, she moaned deeply and enjoyed the cool water as though it were a gift from heaven. When she opened her eyes, she found that she was staring at the floor. It was only then when she realized she was tied in a completely different position.
This position was worse than the original position.
She was tied to a chair. The men had obviously untied her from the bed, brought in a wide, heavy chair, and positioned her so that she was pulled forward, her head only a few inches from the carpet, her arms tied to the two front legs, her legs tied to the back legs of the chair.
It was a completely humiliating position. She was bent at the waist, her head was lower than the level of her waist. The blood had already rushed to her head. She felt groggy and sore and utterly helpless. Her mouth and cheeks were still taped. She waited for something to happen.
She winced in surprise.
Someone was fingering her helpless, sore cunt and clit. The back of the chair was not very high, thus putting the blonde's exposed sex at the perfect height. It was a wide chair, and her legs were spread apart, though not as far apart as they had been when she was tied to the bed. She then realized how much pleasure for the men this position could bring.
The fingers continued stabbing her cunt and asshole. Someone had bent over and took her clit between his lips. Sheila tried desperately to see who it was, but it was impossible. The seat of the chair was in the way. All she could see was the floor, her bound legs, and the hairy legs between her own.
Then she heard the distant buzzing sound of a vibrator. She strained to see who had brought it in, but couldn't. Suddenly there was silence in the room. Knowing what was going to happen, the trussed blonde gritted her teeth, tensed every muscle in her body, and waited helplessly.
The man standing between her legs suddenly turned on the vibrator and shoved it deeply inside her trembling snatch.
Sheila, screaming and jerking violently, went insane. Once again, the tape came loose from her mouth. It was quickly reapplied to her mouth by a man who was standing nearby.
The trembling blonde kicked and shuddered so violently that she knocked the chair over. She fell to the floor with a heavy thud. The breath was knocked out of her. She blacked out again.
Robbie set about reviving her once again with cool water. She came to a few minutes later, moaning and sputtering beneath the gag. She took a few deep breaths and tried to relax. Then she realized that her breasts were still bound with ropes. She was thoroughly sick and tired of this position, and she twisted helplessly in the chair in an effort to free herself. Her grunts were viciously angry. Her eyes tried to burn through the ropes at her wrists.
Then the vibrator resumed in her cunt.
Her entire body throbbed. She twisted and jerked in the chair again. This time, she realized that two men were bracing each side of the chair so that it would not topple over. Her heart sinking, she convinced herself that she was once again helpless and exposed.
The vibrator filled the inside of her steamy gash. The man who was holding it pumped it in and out of her quickly with long strokes. She felt it as it slammed inside her, pulled out, vibrated against the pink lips of her asshole, and slid deeply inside her ass. The helpless blonde felt someone nibbling her clit at the same time. Despite herself, she began to enjoy the sensations.
Then the vibrator was turned off.
The smooth, hot prick slid between the lips of her swollen cranny and crawled deeply inside. The blonde gasped and shuddered. She felt her heart increasing its pace. The two men bracing the sides of the chair reached down simultaneously and began rubbing her tight, bound titties. The blonde's body was soon saturated in a hot cloud. She purred beneath the gag of tape and yielded to their caresses.
The man's balls whacking against her cunt, he slammed his prick home. Her cunt filled hotly with jism. She tried to spread her thighs wider for him.
Suddenly the man's prick was growing larger in her honey tube. He grunted, jerked, and coated her pink canyon with a gallon of thick male juice. The juice heated her insides and made her pop three times in succession.
Then he was replaced.
Lou positioned himself behind her, turned on the vibrator, and pressed the blunt tip of the machine against her throbbing clit. The action caused the bound girl to pop her rocks again and again, squealing and jerking on the chair, whimpering pitifully, straining against the ropes. The jism bubbled up at the opening of her pink crack and splashed down her long, golden legs.
Lou kept the vibrator snugly against the pulsating clit. He thrust his thumb into her drowned pussy and swirled it around, until his thumb was well-oiled with slit cream. Then he inserted his wet thumb into her creamy asshole and moved it around until it was lubricated to his satisfaction. He pushed the vibrator into her ass crack and shoved it deeply inside.
Once again, someone had to re-tape the screaming blonde's mouth. Her body shuddered viciously, her arms and legs straining and trembling uncontrollably. Her hips and ass rocked.
Lou pumped the asshole, shoving it all the way in and letting it linger deeply inside before he pulled it back out. There was cunt juice all over his hands, fingers, stomach, and thighs. The helpless blonde was splashing her jism all over. Her thighs and calves were drenched with the stuff. Her stomach and arms were wet with perspiration.
Lou gave the vibrator to someone else. He then proceeded to stuff the head of his prick into her soggy gash. As soon as his prick had entered the pink slit, he heard her cry out and tremble on the chair. The inside of her cunt grew red-hot, and she got off again and again, until there was nothing left.
By the time Lou had resumed his thrusts, Sheila had once again blacked out.
Chapter Seven
When she woke up, Sheila once again realized that she was still bound and gagged.
This time, she was lying on the bed, on her back. Her arms had been pinned to her sides and tied there, the ropes wrapped around her wrists and wound tightly around her stomach, hips, and breasts. She realized that it was another helpless position. The only thing she could do was flip over on her stomach.
Then she discovered that her legs were free. She immediately tried to sit up. It was impossible. The ropes wrapped around her torso kept her from bending at the waist. She merely sighed deeply and waited for the men to resume their attack on her trussed, helpless body.
Neil entered the room.
"It's about time you snapped out of it," he said, smiling and making his way to the bed.
Sheila muttered something underneath the tape. She did not snuggle. She had realized some time ago that she was having the time of her life. She merely wanted the men to get on with the gang-bang.
Neil spread her legs. As soon as she felt his warm hands on her moist slit, the blonde moaned in delight and squirmed on the bed.
He prodded her softly, with slow, deliberate strokes. His index finger slid in and out of her cunt. His thumb and index finger squeezed and massaged the swollen, red clit. He entered her with two fingers, then three. Sheila jumped and washed his hands with slit cream.
Then he was mounting her, his rod thick and hard and pulsating. She felt it sliding slowly inside her. The round, thick head split open the juicy walls of her cunt. Her clit rubbed against the length of him as he went inside. Perspiration beaded on her forehead. She moaned thickly and Neil felt her blood pounding within her.
His thick prong pumped her, spreading her wide open. She thrust her twat against him and moved with his jabs, her pelvis stirring sensuously. Neil felt her get tight and hot. The muscles of her soaked gash loosened around his cock. He felt her quim walls growing slicker.
Then his balls were slapping her in the ass. She was hot and wet with jism as his peter slammed into her. Their bellies whacked against each other wetly, the sounds quite loud in the room. Pussy juice laced his hot pecker, heating his balls, making his blood boil. He reached up and rubbed her tight, bound boobies with his hands as he pumped her.
Then he sat up and grabbed her ankles. Raising them and pushing them toward her, he pressed her thighs flatly against the blonde's red tits.
The effect was glorious. Neil's prick moved two extra inches up her greasy, hot well.
Sheila, whimpering under the gag, felt the hot juices washing her insides. The storms plunged thickly within her jerking body. She began breathing deeply, her hot breath gushing from her flared nostrils. Her thighs, pressed tightly to her breasts, were sending hot flashes throughout her body. She closed her eyes and purred like a happy kitten.
Neil's joint ravaged her, splitting her wide open, caressing her soggy, hot flesh, rubbing against every inch of her saturated slit. Groaning, he felt his balls getting tight and congested.
The blonde orgasmed thickly, her bound body jerking helplessly on the bed. Neil felt her pussy muscles clamping down on his thick hose. The jism splashed out of her tube. Neil groaned and tensed his entire body. The hot jism shot out of his trembling rocks and sprayed her thickly in the cunt. The blonde whimpered and squealed in pleasure. Her quim muscles tightened around his spending tool. Her soggy tube drank every thick drop.
Neil lay panting on the helpless blonde for a few minutes before he got up and left the room.
Two men entered the bedroom.
The blonde did not recognize them.
Smiling, they approached the bed, turned the helpless girl over on her right side and pulled up her legs. The man facing her held her left leg, by the ankle, high in the air. She felt the other man entering her asshole with two fingers. She moaned and relaxed her muscles. Her body began to respond.
"This is good cunt," said the man facing her. He had been eyeing her blonde snatch appreciatively.
The man fingering her asshole replied, "You can say that again. And she sprays, too." He sniffed. "Smell it?"
The other man smiled. "Yeah," he said, looking at the gagged blonde. "Fresh jism. You can smell it from the fuckin' hallway!"
Sheila moaned and sighed deeply. She wanted the men to stop talking and get on with it. Oddly enough, she found herself blushing with embarrassment.
"She wants it, all right," said the man, in her asshole.
The other man frowned. "Shut up, George, and stick her, for Chrissakes. I'm getting horny! Is she juicy enough back there?"
The other man grinned. "Juicier than a fuckin' tomato!" he replied.
Sheila jerked. The thick cock was separating the walls of her tender asshole. She felt a thin stream of warm liquid trickling between her legs.
"See that?" said the man facing her, who was laughing. "She already splashed!"
He adjusted himself and stuffed the thick head of his rammer hotly into her cunt. For the next two minutes, the two men kept the heads of their pricks imbedded within her pulsating holes. She moaned in an effort to make them slide them deeper inside. Instead, they just lay still and waited.
Sheila nearly went insane with the waiting. She had an overwhelming urge to slam down her pelvis onto their dicks, but the two men held her immobile. She muttered something angrily beneath the gag of tape, pleading with them to climb into her hot, awaiting holes.
A minute later, both pricks jumped deeply inside her.
The helpless blonde whimpered and thrashed violently on the bed. The two pricks climbed inside her simultaneously, splitting her apart. She trembled in spasms, enjoying the sensations of having her entire being stuffed with thick, hot pork. The slit cream was already sprinkling onto the men's thighs and onto the bed sheets.
They rammed her viciously. Their cocks slowly crawled all the way inside, remained motionless for a moment or two, and eased themselves back out. Her thick clit danced in spasms.
The men then proceeded to give her a vigorous hand massage. The man in her asshole reached over her and took her tight left jug in his hand. He rubbed it, squeezed it, fingering the thick, cherry nipple until she could take no more.
The man in her cunt was working her right tit in similar fashion. When he squeezed her nipple, she went off like a stick of dynamite, her body twitching and jerking in mid-air. The man in her curd sighed in pleasure as her slit flooded his pulsating pecker.
The blonde continued popping her rocks. The jism overflowed her cunt. Her creamy asshole was juicy and oven-hot. The man fucking her ass felt his rocks erupting angrily. He knew that, in a minute, his guns would go off.
The big cocks tore into her brutally. She popped again and again, squirming and whimpering, her pussy and ass muscles twitching uncontrollably. Sheila knew that she would soon black out again. The thick cloud enveloping her being was growing thicker. Her mind began to get cloudy.
The thick pricks spouted simultaneously into the bound girl's throbbing tubes. The men gritted their teeth, grasped her tightly, and slammed their spitting porks into her until their erupting balls banged against one another. The blonde shuddered and sucked in the spending hunks, writhing and squirming until she was so weak that she blacked out.
When she came to, she discovered that she was being massaged by Carol the redhead, and the shapely brunette. The two girls lay on each side of her, their warm, gentle hands gliding over the blonde's tight, red skin. Sheila began to relax.
Carol bent over and kissed the blonde on the cheek. She removed the gag of tape slowly, so that there would be no pain. The brunette was working the knots that kept her wrists and arms pinned to her sides. Before she knew what was happening, she was freed.
Carol raised Sheila's arms in the air. She brought them down so that they were in a spread-eagled position. The bosomy redhead began massaging the cramped arms, rubbing them, prodding them, until a tingly feeling came over the blonde. Smiling, she moaned in pleasure and parted her thighs.
The brunette began massaging the blonde's thighs and hips. The red marks standing out on her body began to disappear. Sheila closed her eyes and felt the brunette spreading her thighs wider.
The woman bent over and began to lick and kiss the blonde's throbbing, swollen cunt. Her tongue glided across the smooth pussy lips. It reached the clit and stayed there for a few ecstatic moments. The brunette once again kissed the blonde's pussy and rubbed her lips against the wet, pink mound.
Carol then straddled the blonde and began massaging the swollen breasts. The blonde sighed deeply, her breasts pushed upwards, toward the other woman. Carol's hands were warm and gentle. They glided over the smooth skin, pressing the nipples tenderly. She swirled her thumbs delicately over the nipples, making Sheila whine and shudder.
Then she covered the big breasts with her hands and milked them.
The brunette's tongue was sliding up Sheila's swollen gash. She held the blonde's pussy open with her thumbs. The moist clit was stiff and hot. The brunette sucked it into her mouth and played with it, using her tongue to tickle and fondle it lovingly.
Carol bent over and took Sheila's left nipple into her mouth. She moaned when the nipple suddenly grew thicker and longer. Carol's lips and tongue were hot and wet. The redhead pumped the nipple with her lips while she gently massaged the congested breasts.
The brunette inserted three wet fingers into the blonde's crack. Sheila squirmed on the bed. Arching her back, she gyrated her hips and rotated her milky ass on the bed. The brunette's fingers pumped her gently and unhurriedly, wriggling around once they were inside. Using her mouth, the brunette sucked the throbbing clit and squealed in pleasure when a thin stream of hot jism dribbled out of the pink tube. She sucked every drop into her mouth. Then she inserted two fingers into the blonde's gash, swirled them around, brought them out, and licked the love cream from her fingers.
Sheila began to stir. She popped her rocks, moaned, and squirmed deeply. The women continued massaging her, making her skin tingle, driving the storms away and replacing them with gentle waves. Moaning, Sheila tensed her body and let the slit water sprinkle out of her hole. The brunette swallowed every drop and milked her cunt for more.
Moments later, the two women picked her up and carried her into the bathroom. The tub was filled with warm water. They set her down in the tub and then got into the tub themselves.
Carol and the brunette completely washed and massaged the blonde's golden body. They used sponges on her skin. The warm water caressed her, making her relax so much that it would have been easy for her to fall asleep. Carol was the one who massaged and cleaned the blonde's cunt. She was gentle and loving, her fingers filling every inch of the blonde's sex.
The women sponged down the blonde. Then they rinsed her off, made her stand up, and dried her off with bath towels. They picked her up again and carried her back to the bedroom. They laid her down on the bed and began to kiss and fondle her some more. Then they gently massaged her until she finally went to sleep.
Chapter Eight
She awoke to the delicious smell of food. Robbie entered the bedroom, carrying her clothing. "Get up, baby," he said. "We're havin' a barbecue out on the patio. Aren't ya hungry?"
"I'm starving to death!" she replied, taking her clothing and putting them on quickly.
Sheila followed Robbie out of the room and down the stairs.
There was only a handful of people outside. Sheila counted about nine or ten people. The others were nowhere in sight.
Neil and Lou were both standing in front of the open grill. Wearing aprons, they were preparing the steaks and setting them on the plate that Carol held out for them.
"Grab a steak," shouted Neil when he spotted the blonde. "The baked potatoes are in the pot on the picnic table. The booze is on the drink table. Help yourself."
Sheila did not wait for his invitation. She picked up a plate, found, some silverware, and helped herself to a thick, juicy steak, potato, and a double bourbon. She swallowed the drink in one long gulp, got another glass, and downed nearly all of it. Then she cut into the charcoal meat and ate until she was stuffed.
Twenty minutes later, she sat back in her chair, lit a cigarette, took a sip of her drink, and relaxed.
After supper, everyone but Neil, Sheila, Robbie, Lou and Carol left the house. The remaining five -- some continued to relax in chairs on the patio.
"How'd ya like my party?" asked Neil, smiling. Sheila smiled back at him. "Best party I ever went to in my life!"
"You're not mad at us?" asked Robbie cautiously.
"For what?" asked the blonde.
"For tyin' ya up in the bedroom," he explained. "At first I was," she said, smiling, "but I got over it."
"Ya got it all over the fuckin' sheets, too," commented Neil, laughing. Everyone laughed.
"Do ya do that to everyone?" asked Sheila.
Robbie shook his head. "Some broads get awfully pissed off when they're tied up."
"It's no fun if they don't enjoy it," explained Lou.
"I enjoyed it," said Sheila.
Carol laughed. "We know, honey. We know."
"What's next on the agenda?" asked the blonde, looking at Lou.
"I dunno," he replied, shrugging. "I'm awfully tired right now."
"Poor baby," teased Carol.
"I know just the thing to perk you up," laughed the blonde, giving him back his own line.
Lou laughed.
"Anybody in the mood for some clubbin' tonight?" asked Carol suddenly.
"Where can we go, honey?" asked the blonde, looking at the redhead.
Carol waved it aside. "If nobody wants to go..."
"I do," protested Sheila. "Fuck them if they can't get it up anymore."
Carol suddenly had an idea. "Ya know," she said, "it just might be a lot of fun if the two of us went out lookin' for some action tonight."
"What's the town like?" asked the other girl.
"Lots of action," replied Neil. "It depends what you're lookin' for."
"Cock," squealed Sheila. "We're gonna look for some cock."
Lou made a face. "Didn't ya get enough cock for one day?"
"Fuck, no!" she shouted. "Anyway, you were the one who said that I couldn't take it."
Lou grumbled a weak reply.
"The Paradise is prob'ly the best place in town for a pickup," suggested Robbie.
"Yeah," agreed Neil. "Every time I went to the damned place I scored."
"All the perverts hang out there," explained Carol, smiling. "They even have rooms upstairs!"
Lou shook his head. "Stupid bitch," he snorted. "Those rooms are for the hookers."
Carol shrugged. "So what? If no one's usin' them, I don't think anyone would mind if..."
"Do they have any male hookers?" asked Sheila.
Neil shrugged. "I dunno. Best thing you can do is ask."
"Why the fuck should ya wanna pay for it, for Chrissakes?" asked Robbie curiously. "There's enough free cock in this town for any broad in the world."
"I don't know," she replied. "I think it would be exciting. It would be something new."
"It's your money," he said shortly.
"How 'bout it, honey?" asked Sheila, turning to Carol.
The redhead was excited. "Let's go get ready, baby," she said, getting up.
"Didja bring your own car?" asked the blonde.
"Uh-huh. I have a change of clothes in the car. We'll take you back to the hotel. Would it be okay if I got ready there?"
"Of course," replied the blonde. The girls went back to the house.
Five minutes later, they came back outside.
"I guess I'll be seein' you guys again," said Sheila, looking down at them.
"Ya comin' back later tonight?" asked Lou.
She shrugged. "I dunno. It depends on what happens at the Paradise."
"I get it," said Neil, acting hurt. "If ya don't find any action, you're gonna come back to see [missing text]."
"Something like that," snickered Carol. The two girls laughed.
"One thing about women," announced Lou. "If ya don't want anyone to hurt your feelings, don't go near 'em, for Chrissakes. They'll do it every damned time!"
Giggling, the girls went down the walk and headed for the parking lot.
"I just don't understand women," said Robbie, shaking his head. "Ya treat 'em like a queen and they'll shit on ya every time."
"They're cruel," commented Neil.
"And heartless," added Lou. "Don't forget that. Women are heartless."
Silence.
The men began to sleep.
Chapter Nine
Sheila and Carol entered the club at precisely eight o'clock.
They both looked ravishing. Sheila had showered and had put on a lacy, sleeveless mini-dress was so short that her blonde thatch of pubic hair was almost visible between her legs.
Carol had put on a tight pair of red hot pants, white, knee-length boots, and a tight, black bikini-top. They looked voluptuous, hot, and ready for action. Even though there were only two or three people at the place when they entered, all heads turned toward them, and shocked eyes popped out of straining sockets.
"When's this place start jumpin'?" asked the blonde as the two lovely creatures sat down at a table only a few tables up from the dimly-lit stage.
"It starts filling up around nine o'clock or so," replied the bosomy redhead.
The waitress approached their table and took their order. She was gone in a flash.
The girls lit their cigarettes and surveyed the room for an interested man. There were none.
"The place is bound to be packed pretty soon," reassured Carol. "Just wait."
Sheila nodded.
The waitress brought them their drinks.
At eight-thirty, the place was still far from filled. About a dozen people had staggered in, most of them couples or small groups. Carol and Sheila began to get restless. The blonde had already had four drinks; the redhead had had three. Their ashtray was stacked with dead cigarette butts.
"I'm gettin' tired of this place," said Sheila, shifting uneasily in her chair. "And I'm horny as hell."
"If you'll just..." Carol never finished her statement. Both girls had noticed the young man who had crossed the big room and made his way to the stage. He was very tall and slender, with light-brown, shoulder-length hair. Once on stage, he went to the electric bass and inspected it closely. He seemed totally absorbed with his instrument.
Without taking her eyes from the young musician, the blonde said softly, "Have you ever been fucked by a musician?"
"No... but I'm game if you are," replied the smiling redhead.
As if he felt someone's eyes on him, the young man looked up. Then he saw the voluptuous girls sitting at their table. The blonde was motioning for him to join 'em. Smiling, he set down his bass and went over hi their table.
"Are ya with the band?" asked Carol.
"Yep," he replied, smiling and sitting down.
"What time do ya start playin'?" asked the blonde, sighing and making her big tits push upwards.
"Ten o'clock," he replied, looking closely at the big titties. He felt his cock growing hard.
"Good," squealed Carol, looking at her watch. "That gives us over an hour!"
He could hardly contain himself. His jism was already roaring within his tight rocks. He got up. "I gotta van outside," he said uneasily.
"Fuck the van," said Sheila. "Isn't there a dressing room in this place?"
He swallowed hard and nodded.
"What'sa matter?" teased Carol. "Couldn't ya use a good, sudsy screw right about now?"
"Let's go," he said, turning and quickly making his way toward the rear of the building.
It was a big, well-lit room. There was a couch against the wall, to their left. The girls led him over to the couch. He stood there numbly while they unbuttoned his shirt and pulled off his pants and shoes. Then they made him lie down on the couch on his back.
The girls undressed simultaneously.
He swallowed thickly, feeling his cock throbbing and wondering when he had seen such beautiful girls before. His balls roared in their tight sac. His eyes strained their sockets. The blonde was absolutely gorgeous. She had the type of body you expect to see in Playboy, or an expensive, R-rated movie. Her tits were round and big and sprang outwards when freed from their dress. The areolas of her breasts were bigger than silver dollars. The cherry-colored nipples were thick and about as long as the first joint of his little finger.
The redhead was also something from the same movie. Her jugs were bigger than the blonde's. He found that his eyes were glued to the redhead's rusty-colored twat. The hair was soft and curly; it glistened in the harsh dressing-room lighting.
Carol climbed onto the couch. She straddled his face and, reaching down, separated the pink walls of her tube with her fingers.
"Whatcha see is whatcha get," she said, giggling and rotating her hips. He gasped and watched her as she pushed her pink gash nearer to his face. He could smell her sweet hotness. Then the soft lips of her quim were rubbing against his mouth.
The blonde had both hands, wrapped around his throbbing member. "It's nearly a foot long!" she squealed, wetting her lips. He suddenly gasped when he felt the warm, soft lips rubbing against the head of his joint. Sheila covered the smooth, round head of the big joint with her mouth and began milking him. She tickled his balls and covered them with the palm of her hand. They were hot and tight. She blew on them, kissed them, sucked a testicle into her mouth, rubbed them, tickled his moist asshole with her thumb.
Carol began jerking her twat against the man's greedy lips. His tongue shot out of his mouth and caught her on the thick, hard clit. She squealed and pumped against him. Her wetness dripped from her greasy hole and slid onto his nose. She laughed and pounded her pussy into his mouth. He drank her thick juices, spread open her crack lips, and blew inside. Carol popped, gasping and squirming on his mouth.
The blonde opened her mouth wide and, lowering her head, slid her juicy lips down the length of his throbbing snake until the prick head lodged in her throat. She moaned and sighed. There was still another three inches to go. She slid her lips up and down his cock and gasped when the big prong grew an inch longer.
Carol popped once again. The streams of slit juice soaked his mouth, chin, and cheeks. He sucked her pussy for more. His tongue entered her hole and wriggled around inside. She squirmed over him. He looked up and saw the big titties dancing in the air. Reaching up, he rubbed them and made her shoot her guns again. Bringing down his hands, he spread her cunt hole wide open, shot three fingers into the pink tube, and felt the warm liquid trickling onto his fingers.
Sheila, convinced that the long pole was hard and wet enough, straddled his thighs. She reached down and pumped him with both hands. His balls twitched angrily. Raising her ass, she spread her legs. The blunt head of the reamer pushed hotly against her pussy crack. She shivered, grasped the prick with one hand to steady it, and lowered herself onto the thick, foot-long joint.
The young man jumped, nearly topping over the writhing redhead. The blonde swallowed the prick completely slamming down her snatch in an effort to suck every inch. She groaned and swayed above him. He felt her slit muscles getting tight and wet. She began tightening them and loosening them around his cock, milking him and making him get harder.
The blonde began writhing over the pole, her slit sliding hotly against the length of him. She reached down behind her, cupped his balls in her hand, and squeezed. He howled and jerked spastically. Sheila felt the balls getting ready to explode. She slammed her snatch up and down, milking him and tightening around him all the while. Her canyon filled with juice and flooded onto his throbbing reamer. Her boobs jumped wildly as she pumped him. She hammered out four quick pops of juice before his cock soaked her hot tube with jism.
"My turn," squealed Carol, getting up from the couch and waiting for Sheila to get up from the limp dick. She eyed the soft peter and smiled in delight. "It is big, isn't it?" she asked the other girl. "Even when it's soft, for Chrissakes!"
The redhead dove for the spent cock. Her mouth swallowed it and sucked it eagerly. She soon felt it responding to her motions. She gasped in surprise and went to it at a berserk pace.
Sheila climbed onto his shoulders and lowered her gash so that it was staring him in the eye. He gulped.
The blonde's pussy was big and pink and soggy with jism. He rolled her toward him and pressed his mouth roughly against the hot pink lips. Tasting his own juice, he rubbed the love hole with his lips and tongue, reached up, pulled and squeezed the berserk clit, shoved his thumb into the steamy well, jammed his other thumb up her creamy ass crack, pumped her slit and clit, stuffed his tongue into her waked tube, and pumped her ass eagerly.
Sheila began bouncing on him. She thudded her wet gash into his face and wriggled her hips. He felt her spreading her thighs so that her asshole widened.
Carol had finally got the limp prick to stand on its own. Her lips began a trail of kisses that started at the base and ended at the very tip. A bubble of jism left the slit and trickled down the thick head. Moaning in delight, the greedy redhead licked the warm juice and tongued the prick hole for more.
She saw his balls quivering in their sac. Opening her mouth, she took a testicle between her lips. It was hard and warm. Using her tongue to rub and massage it, she pumped him, her fingers barely touching the skin of his dick. It made his entire body shudder and jerk. The prong grew harder. Carol smiled and swallowed it whole.
The redhead mounted him a few minutes later. Her pussy lips were hot and ready. The young man shuddered as the wet quim rubbed against the a sensitive head of his rammer. She pulled open her gash and eased in the joint. It grew inside her, pressing roughly against her cunt walls. She lowered her snatch until the base of the dick was rubbing against her pink pussy lips.
Carol sat quite still for nearly a minute. She sighed and let the prick fill her insides. It was throbbing thickly. She felt his balls moving near the base of his dong.
The redhead moved her twat slowly and deliciously, causing her slit lips to slide up and down the big, hard pole. The prick made her steam her walls. She ground her pelvis against him. Her tight ass slapped him on the hips.
Moments later, Carol stopped moving on him.
She opened her mouth wide, closed her eyes, and gasped. The slit juice steamed her cunt, washing the giant poker. The young man grunted and felt himself beginning to spend.
The blonde was still wriggling over his face. Her pink pussy rubbed against his mouth and chin. He continued eating her, rubbing his mouth against her steamy gash and fucking her with his tongue. Sheila struggled over him, moaning and heaving.
Her cunt sprayed him again and again. The jism streamed downwards, out of her greased tube and onto his hungry lips and tongue.
Carol pumped the swollen pork until it machine-gunned inside her. The hot, luscious sperm coated her canyon thickly, making her drain her own stuff. The redhead continued milking the spending prick until the last of his jism geysered upwards, into her greedy hole.
Sheila orgasmed one more time before she slumped forward into his arms. The sated threesome remained motionless for the next live minutes, until Carol noticed that someone had been standing in the doorway, watching them silently.
"Who's that hunk?" asked the redhead, eyeing the young, good-looking guy longingly.
The young man lying on the couch twisted to see whom it was. He smiled. "It's Greg," he said. "C'mon it, buddy! You don't know what the fuck you're missin'!"
Slightly embarrassed, the young man entered the room and stood awkwardly in the middle of the dressing room.
"That's Greg," explained the other young man. "He's our drummer."
"I adore drummers!" moaned Carol, eyeing the fat bulge between the man's legs.
"By the way," said Sheila. "What's your name, baby?"
"Ray," he replied.
"I'm Sheila," smiled the blonde, "and this is Carol."
"C'mon, honey," said Carol, looking at Greg. "You look as horny as anyone!" The redhead got up from the couch and went over the young man. She kissed him passionately, shoving her tongue into his mouth and reaching down to massage his half-hard prick.
Sheila went over the twosome and helped her friend remove the young man's clothing. Soon he was completely naked. Carol quickly got to her knees, wet her lips, and sucked the thick prick to life.
"They'll getcha off," explained Ray. "They're the best when it comes to givin' you a head."
As Carol was sucking Greg's cock, the blonde wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. Her aroused tongue darted into his mouth and played with his own tongue. He moaned and began to gasp.
Carol squealed. "I dunno whatcha got in that luscious mouth of yours, honey," she said to Sheila, "but whatever it is, have it patented, for Chrissakes! Ya just made him grow a good two inches!" Then she shook her head and went back to his cock.
Sheila got on her knees beside the redhead. Carol moved over a few inches and the girls stuck out their tongues and began to work on the throbbing joint eagerly. The young man sighed deeply and closed his eyes. He began to shudder.
"Maybe he should lie down for this," suggested the thoughtful blonde.
"All right," agreed Carol.
The girls made him lie down on the thick carpet. They knelt down on either side of him and bent over. Their tongues resumed working his cock and balls.
Sheila took a thick blue vein and began to suck it. It stood out and pumped with blood. She watched Carol milking his balls and sliding her tongue up and down the complete length of him.
The blonde brought up his right leg and began to kiss his inner thigh. The skin fluttered, and he groaned, his chest heaving. Carol was concentrating on Greg's balls and asshole. Sheila swallowed the blunt, round prick head and pumped it in her mouth.
Both girls wrapped their hands around the thick prong and pumped it vigorously. They took turns swallowing the thick head. First Sheila. Then, Carol. One after the other, until Greg could take no more. His thick prick water exploded, spouting out of his jerking pole and spraying in the air. It landed all over the carpet two feet beyond his head.
The girls, however, were not quite finished.
They began to lick the dripping prick hungrily. Carol swallowed the sputtering head while Sheila blew hotly on his balls. It didn't take them longer than two minutes to get him hard again. Before he knew what was happening, he felt his cock, once again throbbing in mid-air.
Sheila straddled him and sucked his pole up her moist slit hole. She began to pump him with slow, deliberate strokes. Her steamy tube rubbed hotly against his rigid pale. Her pussy lips slapped against [missing text]. Carol straddled his face.
The redhead thrust her jism-soaked cunt in his face and rubbed it against his lips. Her clit caught him on the nose. As though in a trance, he began sucking her and licking her hot hole. He reached up, squeezed her clit, sucked it into his mouth, and lapped up the honey water that steamed her hole.
Sheila rode the big pole. She sucked him all the way up her snatch. Then she went tense, wailed, and jerked her hips. The slit cream heated his prick and rocks, making him hot and wet and bubbling with semen. She clamped her quim muscles tightly against him and pounded her ass against his thighs. A moment later, he gasped and shot his wad thickly into her awaiting gash.
Carol shot her guns three more times. Greg swallowed the hot, sweet-tasting fluid, pumped her slit, prodded her asshole, and sent her bucking helplessly above him. Then she sighed deeply and panted, swaying in depletion.
Five minutes later, the girls were getting dressed. "Are we gonna see you dolls again tonight?" asked Ray.
"D'ya want to?" asked Carol.
Greg and Ray laughed as though they couldn't believe what they had just beard.
"You can't be serious," said Greg. "You broads are gems!"
Carol and Sheila turned and headed for the door.
"Well?" asked Ray. "Will we?"
"D'ya want to?" asked Carol once more.
"Yes, for Chrissakes!"
"How much?" asked Sheila.
"Helluva lot," replied a flustered Ray.
Sheila opened the door. "All right," she said.
"When do ya break?"
"At ten-forty," replied Greg.
They started to leave the room.
"Will we see ya again, for Chrissakes?" begged Ray.
Carol smiled at both of them. Before she closed the door, she said, "Maybe. If you're good little boys."
Chapter Ten
The girls returned to their table and ordered another round.
The room had been getting slightly crowded. Someone had turned down the lights. Sheila and Carol nonchalantly glanced at the newcomers. Most of the men had noticed the girls' arrival; their eyes roamed the two voluptuous bodies hypnotically.
"We sure had a good time in there, didn't we?" asked Sheila, smiling and gesturing toward the dressing room.
Carol laughed. "I just noticed something, honey."
"What's that?"
"Look at the setup on stage."
The blonde glanced at the band's equipment. "So?"
Carol eyed the shapely blonde. "Don't ya see, honey? Greg is the drummer. Ray is the bass player."
Sheila shrugged.
"There happens to be enough stuff on stage for four guys -- not just two."
The blonde turned and looked at the equipment again. Then she laughed. "Ya know, baby, you're right, for Chrissakes! I also see an electric guitar, now that ya mentioned it."
"They prob'ly have a lead singer, too," added the redhead.
"Carol, you're pretty observant, ya know," she giggled. "And pretty horny, too. Four guys are twice as fun as two!" The blonde nodded in total agreement. At ten o'clock, the four uniformly-dressed musicians climbed onto the stage and began warming up their instruments. Sheila and Carol both noticed the additional men. They were tall and thin, like Ray, quite handsome, with mustaches and shoulder-length hair.
Carol squealed in delight. "They're adorable!" The blonde sighed deeply. "They are," she agreed. "Honey, we're gonna have the time of our lives!"
"I'm comin' already!" whispered the redhead in excitement. "May pants are all wet!"
Ten minutes later, the band began performing.
Five minutes before the band's first break, Carol and Sheila were in the dressing room, waiting for the four men to come into the room. They were completely naked.
"I feel like a high-school girl waiting for her first screw," said Carol. "It's embarrassing!"
"I know," replied Sheila. "I feel the same way."
The door opened.
Greg came in first, followed by Ray and the other two. Seeing the two naked women waiting for them on the couch, they stood motionless, their eyes bulging.
Ray soon broke the silence.
"I told ya they'd be waitin' for us," he said, turning to the other two.
"We thought you were bullshittin' us," gasped the young man nearest the door. "They're outta sight!"
"Wait till ya suck their slits," laughed Greg. "Talk about bein' juicy!"
"We're wastin' time," complained Carol, getting up and walking toward the four boys. "We only got twenty minutes. Right?"
"Right!" gasped the boys in unison.
Then they were squirming out of their clothes. Within one minute, they were completely naked. Their big cocks were swollen, throbbing in the air.
The girls quickly got to their knees, lowered themselves, and rested on their elbows. The boys had one thought in mind. It took them less than ten seconds to find a suitable spot. Ray and Greg sat down on the floor, facing the girls. They spread their legs, leaned back, and enjoyed the sensations of having a beautiful woman sucking their cocks.
The other two knelt behind the girls. Lifting them up and spreading their legs, they reached underneath the lovely bodies and began to tickle and fondle their hot slits. The girls squealed simultaneously and wriggled their asses coquettishly.
Suddenly Sheila screamed in surprise. The man behind her had stabbed her thickly in the cunt with his throbbing cock. She felt it spreading apart her cunt walls and entering her, tearing her apart. Her pussy swam with jism.
The other young man was busy fingering Carol's cunt and clit. He worked the jism with his fingers until she was deeply juiced. He juiced her asshole with his two thumbs, pumping them inside and pulling them away from each other, opening her ass crack deeply. The redhead groaned, responding to his jabs.
Sheila's tongue slapped Greg's cock smartly. She worked him feverishly, using her fingers and palms on his bubbling balls. Her fingers sizzled his flesh. She rubbed his inner thighs, making the tender skin stand out in gooseflesh. He flushed, groaning and lying on his back.
She took the big cock into her mouth. He felt the inside of her mouth getting red-hot. Her tongue snaked along one side of his joint, tormenting him and driving him crazy. It swirled along him, moved on the delicate underside of his prick, and began moving sensuously up the other side. He jerked his hips helplessly.
Carol moaned and squirmed when she felt the warm, round cock head pressing against her ass crack. She felt him tensing himself against her, placing his hands on her hips to brace himself so that he could enter her.
The redhead arched her back and sucked in her breath. Then she gasped. Her movements had permitted the thick prick to enter her ass easily. It slid deeply inside. She heard him sigh and grunt.
Carol sucked in her breath again. The young man played with her clit, and she soon popped.
Her asshole was soon hot enough and wet enough and his prick glided up her crack. Then pile felt his balls pressing against her ass cheeks. He sighed and kept his cock motionless for long, ecstatic moments.
The redhead returned to Ray's cock and balls. Her head bobbing up and down, she pumped the red joint hungrily. Ray placed his hands on the top of her head and pushed her downwards, until she choked on his cot. Then he felt her doing something with her throat. She moaned and swallowed the remaining two inches. He felt her tongue moving around his base. She rubbed his tight rocks. Her warm saliva slid down the length of him.
The thick cock drove into the blonde's squirming gash. Slit water dripped onto the carpeted floor. He lay down on her back, easing his strokes, and reached around to the front of her. Her titties grew in his hands. They warmed to his touch, growing tight and congested.
She squealed and pushed her ass against him, rubbing his stomach with the globes of her ass, fastening her tight cunt lips around his joint. More water steamed out of her hole. She pumped against him wildly. Her mouth did not leave Greg's cock. Her whole body throbbed, swollen with love heat.
The blonde's lovely head moved up and down frantically, with piston-like force. She played with his tight sac until his rocks began squirming beneath her touch. Greg grunted, tensing his body. He wiggled against her, trying to push his cock deeper into her mouth. His heart buckled, and he smiled when the thick stream of jism sprayed out of his cock.
Sheila gulped up every thick jolt and swallowed it eagerly. Then she rested her face in his warm crotch and arched her back as the thick cock continued to bum into her soaked honey hole.
The other man's cock continued ravishing the bucking redhead's asshole. She whimpered in delight as the jism-filled balls pounded her in the cunt and clit. She reached beneath her and grasped them. The young man howled like a hound dog, but did not cease his thick thrusts.
Carol licked and stroked Ray's throbbing, saturated prick, he was lying on his back, squirming helplessly and shivering as the hot, luscious lips sizzled his flesh. She blew on his balls and made him gasp and shudder. Moments later, his thick cock quivered. She swallowed the whole thing and gagged as the thick honey water drowned the inside of her mouth and her twat.
The man fucking her in the ass suddenly pulled his giant reamer out of her saturated ass tube. Without losing a precious second, he stuffed her unsuspecting quim with hot prick and slammed it in and out, like a jack hammer. The redhead jumped and jerked, her hot canyon spurting thickly. The love juice lathered his cock and washed his balls.
The blonde was writhing sensuously as the hot meat probed her honey hole. She yielded to his thrusts, responding to his motions. Sheila had popped several times. The prick within her was well-lathered with slit water. His balls made slapping noises as they pounded against her.
Sucking in her breath, the blonde felt the big cock getting hot and stiff in her passion hole. Tensing, she pumped herself against him and sucked his cock, milking it and pulling the jism from his rocks. Her pussy flushed hot water onto his splashing rod. The thick sperm drove her crazy, and she shot four quick jolts in succession.
Carol pounded her ass at the man in her cunt. She gritted her teeth, her breath shooting out of her flared nostrils in thick gusts. The hot meat slammed into her snatch, stretching her tube apart, causing it to grease itself with jism.
Then he began rocking his hips and moaning. His knees wobbled unsteadily. She squealed in delight when the first hot drops splashed inside her. The redhead, jumping against him, tightened her pussy muscles and sucked in the spouting joint.
The naked, spent group lay on the floor for the next two minutes in utter depletion.
Then the girls got up and began dressing. The boys didn't want them to leave. "Why don'tcha stay here and wait for us?" asked Greg.
Sheila shook her head. "Thanks anyway," she said. "But we got drinks waitin' for us."
"How 'bout a quick now before ya go?" asked Ray eagerly.
Carol looked at her watch. Then she smiled. "You're on, bays. You've got exactly forty seconds to dress and go back on stage."
"Jesus Christ!" shouted the man who had fucked Carol's ass and cunt. Then he jumped up and fumbled for his clothes.
The others joined him. They were a frantic foursome.
Laughing, Sheila and Carol opened the dressing room door and headed for the rest room.
When they returned to the room, they quickly noticed that the place was packed. However, their table was still vacant. They crossed the room, ignoring the stares and the whistles, and sat down at their table.
Carol relaxed in her chair. "I could do this every damned night!" she announced, laughing.
Sheila nodded. "Isn't it great?"
The waitress came and asked them if, they wanted another round. When they nodded, she returned to the bar and came back to their table within two minutes.
The girls sat quietly, sipping their fresh drinks and listening to the band. A few minutes later, they were joined by two men in their late forties. One man was tall and husky. He was well-dressed, and was smoking an expensive cigar. The other man was thin and much shorter than his friend. He had straight black hair that was thinning on top. Both men sat smiling and inspecting every square inch of the girls' lovely bodies.
"I'm Carl," said the big man, looking at Sheila. "This is my buddy, Pete. How's business?"
"Depends on whatcha mean," replied the shapely blonde.
He continued gazing at Sheila. "I'll bet you're doin' pretty good."
She smiled politely. "Fair, I guess," she replied.
Suddenly he reached into his packet and pulled out his wallet. He extracted a bill from it and slipped it on the table, between the blonde's elbows. "A hundred says you'll be doin' better."
Just then the girls got the idea. The other man also removed a hundred-dollar bill from his wallet and slipped it in Carol's bikini-top, between her luscious breasts. She giggled in excitement and rubbed her foot against his leg.
"Whaddya want?" asked Sheila, assuming her seductive role.
The big man shrugged. "A blow-job, missionary style, doggy fashion -- the works. A hundred should cover it."
She sighed. "That should take quite a while," she said.
"All night. Right?"
Carol shook her head. "We're pretty busy, fellas. We don't have the time to settle for one john for the night."
The big man began to get angry. "A blow-job isn't worth a hundred bucks," he said.
Sheila looked at him. "I can tell you haven't been to the right places," she replied, sighing. "I'll give ya a blow that'll keep ya goin' for months."
The big man squirmed uneasily in his chair. "Will ya take the whole load?" he asked.
Sheila licked her lips. "Every drop," she replied.
He jumped up from his chair. "Let's go," he said.
The girls led them to the rear of the place, to the dressing room. They made the two men sit side by side, on the big couch.
Sheila, kneeling before the big man, unbuckled his belt and opened his fly. His thick prick jumped outwards. She giggled and began stroking it gently.
"This better be worth it," warned the big man.
"Oh, shut up," snapped the blonde.
Carol was working the other man's cock. Despite his slim frame, the man's cock was long and quite thick. She grasped it with both hands. There was still another inch or so not covered, plus the thick head.
The redhead licked the smooth, silken head. A thin stream of juice ran from the hole in the center of his prick head. He squirmed and began breathing heavily. He looked down and watched the beautiful redhead as she licked the juice with her tongue and squeezed the length of his cock for more.
Tilting her head, Sheila stuck out her tongue and ran it up the complete length of his cock, up one side, down, up the other side, down, and up the underside and back down. She sucked the thin fold of flesh just beneath the dong tip and worked her way downwards, stopping at the balls. She fitted a ball into her mouth and used her tongue to rub it and heat it. The big man gave an animal groan and shuddered helplessly.
Both girls began pumping the hot meats simultaneously, their heads bobbing up and down, their long, soft hair spilling all over the men's thighs and laps. The sloshing sounds that their mouths made on the wet cocks echoed loudly in the room.
Both men began writhing and gasping as the girls pumped their tools. Busy fingers and hands assaulted both pricks and balls, rubbing and prodding and squeezing until the men wailed horribly.
Carol gagged as the man pushed her head down on his throbbing joint. He kept his engorged cock lodged deeply within her throat, not letting her up and giggling as her gaping lips tickled the length of him. A moment later, ecstasy took hold of him.
He fell back with a strangled cry and twitched as the hot lava bubbled up in his balls and shot into the redhead's awaiting mouth. Carol squeezed his balls each time the prick spat into her, milking him dry.
Then she licked his cock dry and pulled up his pants.
The blonde head was still jerking up and down the big man's swollen cock. He heard her gasping as she slammed her mouth onto the dick. Her hips and ass wriggled in excitement. She gobbled up the thick cock and pulled it deeply inside her hungry throat.
Two minutes later, the big man gritted his teeth. His balls kicked around with hot jism. With a wail, he suddenly went limp in his seat. His prick released eight angry jolts of cock cream that filled her mouth and made her gag. Swallowing, the blonde recovered. She pumped his prick and balls savagely for the next half-minute, until the exhausted tool went slack in her mouth.
Moments later, the men were standing up and pulling up their trousers.
"Well?" asked Sheila. "Was it worth the hundred?"
"D'ya have to gloat, for Chrissakes?" protested the big man in mock anger.
"Just answer the question," teased the blonde.
Both men nodded emphatically.
"I don't suppose," said the big man, "that there's any way of gettin' you two for a weekend..."
"Try us in a few months," sighed Carol.
"Anything can happen."
Shaking their heads and smiling, the men opened the door, stepped out into the corridor, and closed the door behind them.
Sighing, Sheila reached for her clothes. "Time to get back to the party," she said.
Carol shook her head. "We might as well stay put," she said, glancing at her watch. "It's eleven-thirty-five. The boys'll be takin' another break in five minutes."
The girls relaxed on the couch and waited for the boys to enter the room.
Chapter Eleven
Ray was barely through the dressing-room doorway when he began tearing off his clothes. He went right over to the naked blonde and pulled her toward the closed door.
"Whaddya doin'?" she asked, flustered.
"Shut up," he snapped. He made her spread her thighs. Then he reached down and fingered her juicy slit. The blonde shivered and slammed her snatch roughly against him.
He lowered himself and guided his cock toward her awaiting slit. She closed her eyes and let him do it. The thick, round head of his pole pressed her in the slit. "Mmmmmm!" she moaned, sighing and spreading her legs even wider.
Sheila wrapped her arms around his neck and waited for him to complete his thrust. Ray reached down, pressed his forearms against the back of her thighs, and lifted her up.
The blonde immediately got the idea. She climbed onto him, wrapped her thighs around his waist, and pumped her wide-open pussy onto his throbbing member. The hot meat climbed easily into her soaked gash. Sheila squirmed and struggled, gasping. Then she leaned back against the wall and waited for him to begin jabbing her in the cunt.
Greg had wasted no time with the eager redhead. He turned her around, made her face the end of the couch, and pushed her so that she fell on her face, with her hips and legs on the arm of the couch. She felt him pulling her so that her long legs dangled toward the floor, then she felt him spreading her legs wide apart. His prick jerked inside her, splitting her apart.
Greg humped the redhead frantically, ramming his prick into her light, juicy hole. The redhead stretched on the couch and arched her back. She closed her eyes and enjoyed each moment the prick shot into her pink, wet tube.
The blonde jumped on Ray's throbbing hose, her big boobies bouncing brightly. Her pussy lips climbed up and down his big rod hotly, lacing his pork with quim cream and healing his balls. Sheila jumped and jumped, until her wet gash exploded with honey. It steamed his prick, splashing on his balls and making him shudder.
Carol twisted and squirmed on the couch. The big rod plunged inside her mercilessly. She thudded her ass at him and squeezed him in. Groaning, she popped her rocks again and again.
Greg suddenly tensed every muscle in his body. The bucking redhead felt the jism flooding her hot, throbbing tube. She pumped his cock and milked him dry.
Then he was pulling out of her.
She was just about to sit up when she felt someone spreading the cheeks of her ass wide apart. She twisted around and saw the lead singer of the group just before he tore into her ass. The redhead whimpered as the cock lodged thickly in her ass crack. She thrashed violently on the couch. So violently, in fact, that Greg had to pin her down.
Sheila was still going to town on Ray's pulsating reamer. Her titties bounced wildly in the air as she pounded her soaked snatch onto his prick and balls. Then she wailed and splashed his huge dong with honey.
Someone spread apart the cheeks of her ass. Wincing in surprise, she turned and saw the guitar player as he fingered her asshole and smiled at her.
"What the fuck d'ya think you're doin'?" asked Ray, gasping and jerking the blonde onto his prick.
He laughed. "I'm gonna fuck this lady's ass," he said.
"You bastard!" protested Ray angrily.
"Don't get so bent outa shape," snorted the other guy. "You got her twat, don'tcha?"
Sheila writhed helplessly. The big prick split open her creamy asshole and plunged quickly inside her unsuspecting tube. She went limp and jerked spastically in their arms. The cunt cream trickled out of her hole and splashed their thighs. The young man in her ass held her up so that he could fuck her better. The big cocks tore into her simultaneously, stretching the walls of her tubes so much that she thought they would burst. She gritted her teeth and moaned, jerking in their arms. The man in her asshole grasped her swollen titties and squeezed them. The blonde splashed thickly and cried out. Ray clamped his hand over her mouth and pumped his fat stick into her trembling gash.
Carol gasped and sprinkled jism onto the arm of the couch. The big prick moving inside her stretched her asshole wide apart. He pulled out of her and stuffed his cock up her cunt. The redhead popped once, twice. He fucked her creamy gash for a while, pulled out of her, and went back to the pink asshole.
Greg buried her face in the cushions to muffle her shrieks. She kicked and bucked, shaking the couch. Jism squirted out of her tube again. He pulled out of her asshole and for the next three minutes slammed into her soggy pussy until he spurted, his jism steaming the walls of her throbbing gash.
The helpless blonde continued jerking in their arms as the hot cocks slammed into her. The carpeting beneath them was soaked with cunt juice. If they did not hold her upright, she would have fallen limply to the floor. They pumped their cocks into her until they came, slamming into her and flooding her insides with juices.
Next, they carried the limp blonde to the couch and laid her down beside the spent redhead. After they dressed and cleaned up, they left the room and went back on stage.
The girls lay throbbing on the couch.
Sheila was the first to awake. Panting, she squirmed on the couch and sat up. "Get up, baby," she whispered to her friend. "We gotta get dressed and get the fuck outa here."
Moaning thickly, the redhead turned over on her back. Looking at Sheila, she yawned. Then she laughed. "How long were we out of it?" she asked.
Shrugging, the blonde glanced at Carol's watch. "It's twelve-thirty. The boys prob'ly left at twelve."
"Whew!" gasped the redhead. "I honestly feel like I've been screwed!"
"You were," said the blonde. "We both were."
The girls got up and dressed.
"Why don't we head back to the hotel?" asked the redhead. "I'm really bushed."
"That sounds like a terrific idea," agreed the blonde. "A nice, cool shower would do us both a world of good." She inspected herself in the mirror. Then she laughed shortly. "I look and feel like a hustler," she said.
Carol giggled. "I don't know why," she teased. "We only earned a hundred apiece tonight for givin' two horny old men a good blow!"
The blonde nodded and laughed. "Imagine those two," she said. "They really thought we were hookers."
Carol shrugged. "We earned our money, didn't we?"
"I dunno. I enjoyed the work."
"So did I. Let's get outa here."
After a last-minute inspection in the mirror, the girls left the dressing room and went outside.
As soon as they entered Sheila's hotel room, they stripped off their clothing and beaded for the shower.
"Let's wash each other," suggested Carol brightly as the blonde turned on the water.
Sheila laughed in excitement. "I'd like that!"
Carol found a bar of soap and began lathering the squirming blonde. Sheila leaned back against the shower wall, raised her arms high above her head, and grasped the shower spout. Then she spread her legs and closed her eyes.
Carol soaped the blonde's smooth, naked arms, shoulders, and breasts. Sheila purred coquettishly. The redhead moved her hand down to the flat belly and covered it thickly with the soap. She kissed the blonde's cherry nipples as she soaped Sheila's lower abdomen and hips.
She spent some time washing the girl's pink cunt. The thick, golden hair between her legs glistened with beads of water. Sheila relaxed and began breathing deeply. The redhead's caresses were heavenly.
Next Sheila's legs were soaped as the other woman worked on her. Carol put down the soap and began to massage the lathered body with her fingertips. She got down on her knees and slid her fingertips lightly up and down the blonde's inner thighs. The skin stood out in gooseflesh. She squirmed and flushed.
Carol blew on the golden pubic hair. The skin over her flat belly fluttered. She kissed the aroused clit and rubbed the round pubic mound slowly and carefully. She inserted three fingers into the warm snatch and slid them up and down, slowly and lusciously. Sheila squirmed in ecstasy, spreading her legs wider and pushing her cunt down over the redhead's fingers. The other woman pumped the pink tube deliciously, until Sheila got off three quick jets of honey water.
Carol licked the jism from her fingers and stood up. "Your turn," she said, squealing with pleasure. She took Sheila's place against the wall, leaning against the shower wall, raising her arms high in the air, and taking hold of the shower spout, just as the blonde had done. She smiled, closed her eyes, parted her thighs, and waited.
Sheila soaped her down vigorously, starting at her raised arms, moving onto the shoulders, lathering the breasts and nipples, the redhead's sides and waist, the flat belly, the hips, and the thighs. The water splashed down upon them. When the soap had slid down her body, the redhead opened her eyes and watched Sheila kneeling down between her spread thighs. Carol closed her eyes once again and waited eagerly.
The blonde shot out her tongue and slapped the redhead smartly on the clit. Carol shivered and gritted her teeth. Her pussy filled with milk. The blonde then proceeded to take the whimpering girl completely, sucking the clit into her mouth, pushing her tongue against it, running her hands up and down the girl's sensitive inner thighs, jamming the tight asshole with her thumb, blowing on the thick, red bush, pumping the soggy gash hole with two quick fingers. The jism filled her crack, bubbling outwards. Sheila covered the crack with her mouth and sucked the jism into her throat.
Sheila licked every drop of juice from the hole and went back to sucking the throbbing clit and fingering the trembling asshole. The shower smelled thickly of honey water. Carol trembled, straining her body and pulling against the shower spout.
"Let's go lie on the bed," suggested Sheila, looking up at her friend.
The redhead sighed deeply and nodded. She let her arms fail to her sides.
Sheila turned off the water and opened the shower door. The girls dried themselves off and went into the other room. They lay down on the bed, facing each other.
Sheila spread open the redhead's thighs and immediately went to work, her lips and tongue hungry. She thrust her tongue into the greased hole, pulled the opening apart with her thumbs, nibbled on the juicy pussy lips, nabbed her nose against the dancing clit. She blew on the sensitive skin and watched it turn red. The redhead breathed deeply, thrusting her snatch into Sheila's face and rocking her hips. She arched her back and rubbed her titties against the blonde's flat belly.
Recovering, Carol pushed the blonde's thighs wide apart and thrust her face into the hot twat. Sheila stirred and giggled. The woman's hot breath was sending shivers up her spine. She felt an eager tongue slapping against her pussy lips and two fingers squeezing her clit until she went weak and popped, right into the redhead's mouth.
The blonde was stuffing the redhead's pussy with three fingers. She pumped the trembling tube and licked the girl's creamy ass hole. Her thumb swirled around the pink opening of her ass crack.
She blew on it and watched it getting wet. When Sheila thought the redhead was ready, she slammed her thumb into the creamy crack and pumped it quickly and steadily. The redhead spread her thighs wide, squealed, and dribbled thickly. Sheila drank the slit cream. More jism filled the redhead's tube. The blonde lapped up every drop with her tongue. She pumped the ass crack and pushed her mouth tightly against the honey tube. It bubbled up with honey water. The blonde drank and licked, until the redhead groaned deeply and relaxed for a moment.
"D'ya feel all right?" asked the blonde.
"Baby," breathed the raptured redhead, "nobody eats me like you do!" Then she took a deep breath and went to work on the blonde.
The redhead's tongue snaked out of her mouth and whacked Sheila's pussy lips. The blonde felt tingles climbing up her body. She squirmed into a more comfortable position and relaxed.
Carol buzzed her lips against the pink crack. The blonde trembled. She jammed her tongue deeply inside the pulsating slit. She pulled the pink gash apart with her fingers. The blonde slammed her snatch at the other girl. Carol nibbled on the pink honey lips, pumped the hole with her thumb, squeezed the hot clit, squeezed the pussy lips, jabbed the moist asshole with two fingers. The blonde popped.
Carol finger-fucked the blonde until she went crazy. The entire bed shook. The blonde buried her face into the pillows so that no one could hear her shrieks.
Carol got up suddenly and got her purse from the nightstand. When she turned and went back to the bed, she was carrying a long, thick dildo. Sheila eyed it in wonder and gasped.
Before she could respond, the blonde felt her legs being spread widely apart. Carol worked the pink pussy hole feverishly, causing it to lather thickly with honey. The blonde shot her load. Before she recovered from the orgasm, she felt her pussy hole being jammed with rubber cock. Her body jerked, twisting and jerking and straining on the bed. She grasped hold of the headboard of the bed and, squealing, tensed every muscle in her body, until they stood out in angry red knots.
Carol slid the foot-long dildo into the saturated honey slit, until it could go no farther. The blonde was moaning, her head lolling from side to side. Her breathing was deep and labored.
The redhead made the rubber cock jump in her hand. It slammed in and out of the blonde's swollen cunt with lingering strokes. When the dildo emerged, fresh quim juice splashed Carol in the face. Giggling, she stuck out her tongue and licked the juice that she could reach. But the hammering thrusts of the dildo did not cease.
The fake dick split open the walls of her tube and slammed in. Sheila moaned in agony. Her heart had been thrashing in her chest. She was popping thickly, every ten seconds or so.
Carol pumped it into her, never stopping or slowing down. The rubber meat rubbed against her clit, making her pop more and more. The walls of her tube steamed angrily. Sheila howled and made her body go as stiff as a board. She got off a thick stream of pussy jism that made her go berserk, pumping and slamming against the rubber pole until she groaned and fell, panting and writhing weakly on the bed.
Carol carefully and slowly removed the pussy coated rubber meat from the girl's spent gash. Reaching out and turning off the light, she lay down beside the exhausted blonde.
Soon they were fast asleep.
Chapter Twelve
Carol wake up at ten o'clock in the morning. She yawned, stretched, and sat up slowly. Sheila was not in the room. Carol wondered if the blonde had already left. No. Her bags were still spread out on the dressing table. Carol threw her legs over the edge of the bed and stood up. She reached for her clothing and put them on.
Sheila came out of the bathroom. The blonde had changed her clothes. She was wearing tight trousers and a laced, loose-fitting top. In her high-heeled, patent-leather shoes, the blonde looked at least six feet tall.
She smiled at the groggy redhead. "Morning, darling," she said brightly.
"Headin' back today?"
The blonde nodded. "I really should be leavin' today," she replied. "My sister's probably worried by now. I'm already two days late."
"That's a damned shame. We really cook together."
The blonde smiled. "I'll be back again to see ya one day," she promised.
Carol looked at her friend, trying to read her thoughts. "D'ya mean that, honey?"
"Of course I do. I have to drive through this town on my way home, don't I?"
"Ya certainly do!"
"All right, then." The blonde opened her purse and was searching for something. "Why don't we have breakfast together?"
"That sounds okay with me," replied Carol, "but I don't think I'm dressed for it." She looked down at herself.
The blonde smiled at the black bikini-top and the red hot pants. "We're about the same size," she said. "You can wear one of my outfits."
"D'ya mind?"
"Heavens, no." The blonde went through her bags and pulled out a short skirt and a tight, sleeveless sweater. "How's this?"
"Cute," smiled the redhead.
The girls sat in the hotel restaurant, eating their bacon and eggs.
"Ill never believe all the fun I've had here," said Sheila, sipping her coffee. "In just a few short days, I've had more lovin' than ten women."
The redhead just smiled.
Sheila shook her head. "Imagine... picked up, screwed in a strange man's hotel room, screwed by two of his friends, taken to an orgy, screwed again and again, taken to a bedroom, tied up, raped by a dozen men, then screwed by a band, taken for a hustler, screwed some more... and then screwed by you."
The girls laughed.
"We can have some more fun," suggested Carol, "once we go back upstairs."
"I'll buy that," agreed Sheila, smiling at her friend. "After all, there's no hurry. Not really. Just so I leave by tonight at the latest."
The redhead purred in delight.
Both girls went back to their meal.
"Still here, I see," said Neil, as he and Robbie sat down at their table.
"Where's Lou?" asked Sheila.
"Lou doesn't live here," explained Robbie. "We only see him two or three times a month, when he comes out here on business."
"Didja find much action at the Paradise?" asked Neil.
The girls looked at each other and laughed. "I guess they did," said Robbie, looking at his friend.
Neil shrugged. "I guess so. If they didn't, they'd both be unbearable this morning."
"Yeah," agreed Robbie. "One thing about women -- ya can easily tell what happened the night before, just by readin' their faces."
"You missed out on a lot," said, Carol, looking at the two men.
"By the way," asked Robbie, "how was the new band? I hear that place buys the best bands..."
The girls laughed.
"I'll tell ya about it one day," said Carol, still laughing.
Neil frowned at them. "Hurry up and finish your meal," he said.
"Why?" asked Sheila.
"We wanna give you one last piece of action before ya take to the road," explained Robbie.
"That sounds like fun," squealed Sheila, looking at the three of them.
The girls went back to their breakfast.
Neil closed the door behind him and unbuttoned his shin. Sheila was facing him. She had already slipped out of her shoes and was taking off her top.
Naked, Neil approached her and helped her squirm out of her trousers. She wrapped her arms around him and they kissed, their tongues playing with one another, their lips sliding against one another. Neil's prick climbed up his leg and rubbed against her hip.
She reached down between them and grasped the thick pole. They still kissed. He felt her rubbing against his big snake.
Neil picked her up and carried her over to the bed. He laid her down so that her head was dangling over the edge. Then he reached down, grasped her by the hips, and picked her up so that her crotch was in his face.
Sheila giggled in delight. The big, red cock was rubbing against her cheek. She wrapped her arms around his hips and felt him grasping her more lightly. Wetting her lips, she rubbed her mouth against the head of the huge prick head. Then her tongue lashed out, saturating the very tip with her saliva. Neil jerked and pushed himself against her. The blonde opened her mouth. The big rammer slid deeply into her throat.
He felt his hot pork saturated in the hot wetness of the blonde's mouth. Her tongue rubbed sweetly against his pole. A thin jet of jism trickled into her mouth. She brought her hand down and placed it between his parted thighs. The squirming balls warmed to her touch. She cupped them in her hand and felt the hot juice sloshing around inside.
Upside-down, the blonde struggled against him. Neil's face was buried in her juicy crotch. He nibbled her cunt and clit, sucked a thick, pussy lip into his mouth, and milked it as his tongue pushed against it. She was tight and wet.
Carol, squirming on the bed, got down on her hands and knees. She buried her face in the pillows, spread her legs, and wriggled her ass at Robbie, who was kneeling behind her. He fingered her cunt and ass until the warm streams ran down her legs. She felt his pole jabbing against her. She arched her back.
Robbie stuffed her cunt with cock and shoved it deeply inside. Carol writhed on the bed. She wrapped her arms around her spread thighs and pulled. This caused her thighs to press against her tight breasts. Even though her honey tube was clogged with prick, she felt the snake moving deeper inside. Carol gasped and washed his prick with hot juice. Robbie groaned and began prodding her hole with his thick prong.
The blonde kicked and squirmed in Neil's arms. She was constantly spraying his face with slit water. He sucked her hole dry and, pressing his mouth tightly against her crack, blew hot air into her love tube. Sheila thrashed against him and popped twice.
Robbie's cock slammed into the redhead's twitching honey tube. His balls slapped her on the red mound, sending shivers up her spine. He felt her hole sloshing with pussy. It sprayed on the bed.
After Sheila had shot her load three more times, Neil carried her over to die bed and laid her down. Robbie pulled his thick prick from Carol's soaked gash. Carol straddled the blonde's face. She lowered herself onto the other girl and pulled her legs back. Then she rested herself on Sheila's legs, lowered her face, and buried the blonde's quim with her mouth.
Neil fingered Sheila's moist asshole while the redhead sucked the blonde's juicy snatch. He pressed his rigid pole against the ass lips, pushed, and eased his stiff prick slowly into the jerking hole. Sheila gasped and sprayed them both with pussy.
Carol's ass was sticking out. Robbie positioned himself behind her, reached between them, and fingered her cunt and clit. He spread her legs wider apart. Then he pulled the cheeks of her ass apart and rammed his cock into her asshole.
Carol groaned deeply. Her heart hammered within her chest. The honey juice dribbled out of her hole and dripped onto Sheila's face and lips.
The blonde looked up and saw the shiny red mound writhing just a few inches above her face. Then she saw Robbie's balls dancing as the man's prick slammed into Carol's ass tube. The blonde reached up and grasped the jiggling balls, squeezing them and making him shudder. With her other hand, Sheila pumped the redhead's throbbing clit and made the other woman breathe heavily in the blonde's snatch.
Neil slammed Sheila's creamy asshole with his stiff prong. The snake danced inside her, filling her insides, splitting her walls apart, making her soaking wet. The redhead continued eating the blonde's snatch. She sucked the dancing clit, pumping it eagerly, fingering the wet hole and squeezing the pussy lips with her fingers.
Robbie was still stuffing the redhead's ass tube with hot pork. The woman thrashed against him, getting hot and loosening her hole around the base of his pole. She was so wet that her pussy was flooded. The honey water dripped out of her hole and down her thighs. Sheila kept her mouth wide open. She licked every drop that sprinkled down.
Robbie shot his thick load, sputtering and slapping her ass with his stomach. Carol moaned and felt the jism rocking inside her ass tube. She pulled his pork for more, milking him dry. Robbie pulled his spent rod out of her ass crack and fell heavily to his side.
Carol lowered her snatch onto the blonde's face and felt Sheila's eager tongue and lips on her. The blonde sucked the wet honey hole. Robbie's thick jism ran down the redhead's thighs. The blonde licked every drop, fingering the pink asshole for more. She pulled Carol's clit and inserted her tongue into the soaked tube Carol's pussy lips pressed tightly against her tongue. The odor of her juice was intoxicating. Sheila tongued the wet slit and eagerly licked the fresh batch that spurted out of the juicy love hole.
Neil pumped the blonde's asshole. He rested his hands on the blonde's thighs. The redhead's face was still buried in the blonde muff. Carol nibbled the juicy pussy lips, blew on the clit, squeezed it, and made the blonde pop thickly. She lapped up the juice and sucked the soaked clit that jerked before her eyes. Sheila popped again and again.
Neil spurted his load into her. The blonde squealed, clamped her ass muscles against his dick, and pulled him completely inside. The thick jolts of semen flooded her crack. Neil groaned, pulled his limp cock from her, and fell beside Robbie, panting heavily.
The girls continued eating each other. The men looked on, fascinated. The girls lay on their sides now, their faces buried in one another's crotches. The slapping sounds that their tongues made on each other were quite loud and stimulating.
Sheila's tongue tore into the pink, juicy hole. She tasted the sweet jism and felt the redhead straining in her cums. More pussy juice trickled out of the wet hole. The blonde's tongue eagerly caught every thick drop.
Carol fingered the warm, wet snatch, blowing on it hotly and taking the throbbing clit between her lips and teeth. The thick clump of flesh suddenly grew in her mouth. She drained it dry, fingering the blonde's gash, and jammed her thumb into the pink asshole.
Moments later, the girls jerked in one another's anus. They lashed out, their legs flailing, catching the men on the thighs and hips. Screaming, they twitched until the room grew thick with the smell of slit cream.
Then they lay on their backs and, panting, were completely silent.
Ten minutes later, Robbie sat up and stretched. Neil and Sheila were squirming, sitting up. Carol still lay on her back.
"Did Carol bring her dildo?" asked Robbie, smiling.
Sheila nodded.
"Good. Where is it?"
"Prob'ly in her purse," replied the smiling blonde.
Robbie jumped up and went to the dresser. He opened Carol's purse, fumbled around inside, and pulled out the foot-long, rubber snake. Then he looked at Neil and the blonde and put his finger to his lips. "Shhh! Let's surprise her."
Carol was still sleeping. Neil and Sheila knelt down on either side of her. "Better get the pillow and cover her face with it," suggested Neil. "That rammer'll make her flood the room. She'll get every Goddamn detective in the city up here in five minutes!"
Sheila picked up the pillow. Holding it with both hands, she kept it directly above the redhead's face and waited for the two men to get ready.
Neil and Robbie gingerly picked up the girl's legs and brought them back, until they were at right angles to her waist. Robbie, grinning in delight, wet the head of the rubber snake with his mouth. "Get ready," he whispered.
Then he was gently rubbing the girl's pussy lips with the rubber dick head. Carol squirmed and moaned. Just as she was about to wake up, Sheila brought down the pillow and buried the redhead's face.
Robbie jammed the rubber dick into the unsuspecting honey hole.
The result was horrible.
Muffled screams fought their way through the pillow. The redhead thrashed violently, her legs and arms lashing out. Neil pinned down her thighs with his body and grabbed the girl's flailing arms by the wrists. When Robbie pulled the dildo from the trembling pussy hole, it was laced thickly with slit cream.
He pumped the girl's hole, slamming the entire foot of rubber pork into the writhing canyon, steaming her insides, pulling out streams of hot cream.
Carol continued to scream, but Sheila kept her weight on the pillow over the redhead's face.
Carol's body jerked wildly, nearly hurling the three of them to the floor. Neil kept his weight on her spread legs and forced her wrists against her stomach.
The rubber prong thudded into her squirming, red gash. Each time they heard a muffled scream, her body jerked, and pussy juice sputtered out of her hole. Robbie kept working her cunt with the dildo. He stuffed it in and out, saturating her with jism. Her entire body was flushed and wet with jism and perspiration. A few moments later, she slammed her snatch against the rubber hose and washed it hotly. Her body rocked and bounced on the bed. Sheila watched the big tits rising and falling.
Carol orgasmed thickly. Robbie slammed the want reamer all the way up her snatch and kept it there, buried to the hilt in hot, throbbing pussy. She screamed horribly and fell limply on her back, then was still.
Neil and Sheila got up from the bed. Robbie gingerly removed the soaked rubber dong from the sputtering hole.
Carol did not move.
Chapter Thirteen
Carol came to, writhing and squirming on the bed. Her cunt was still throbbing, swollen and wet from the beating she took. Groaning, she sat up, sighed deeply, and eyed the smiling blonde who sat facing her in a nearby armchair.
Carol laughed and faked anger. "You bitch!" she said angrily. "You were a part of that, weren'tcha?"
"Yep. And ya loved every minute of it," laughed Sheila.
"I did," snickered the redhead. "Every minute, and every inch of it!"
"How d'ya feel?" asked Sheila, lighting a cigarette.
"Like I was screwed with a foot-long cock," replied the redhead, laughing. "By the way, where the hell are the boys?"
"They had to go somewhere," replied Sheila, puffing on her cigarette. "They'll be back in about an hour. By the way, how about a drink?"
"I was just about to suggest the same thing," Carol replied, getting up heavily. "Just lemme take a quick shower first."
Since it was only in the afternoon, the cocktail lounge was nearly deserted. Two men sat at the bar, talking to the barman.
The girls found a table in the far corner of the room, overlooking the swimming pool in the rear of the hotel. A few people were in the pool. A gorgeous, half-naked brunette lay beside the pool, sunning herself. A small group of older people sat at a table, drinking and talking.
The barman came to their table and took their order. He returned two minutes later with their drinks. Sheila sipped hers slowly, while Carol drained nearly half her drink in one long, quick, grateful belt. "Christ," she whispered. "I needed that more than anything in the world!"
Sheila eyed the redhead and smiled brightly. "You know something, honey? You're a gem."
"So are you," replied the redhead. "Why the hell don'tcha move out here? I live in a big house just west of here. You could move in with me, ya know. The house is too big for just one."
"Keep it up," said Sheila, "and you'll have me convinced."
"I just might do that."
Sheila finished her drink and signaled for the barman.
A few minutes later, he brought them a fresh round and went back to the bar.
"He's been makin' eyes at us," commented the redhead, lighting a cigarette.
Sheila turned and stared at the man for a while. The two men he had been talking to had already left the lounge. The three of them were the only people in the place. The blonde eyed the man curiously. "Ya know," she commented, "he's not bad. I like 'em tall and husky."
"I like 'em any way I can get 'em," giggled the redhead.
She stood up. "I gotta go take a leak," she announced. "I'll be right back."
"Hurry back," replied, the redhead as she watched the voluptuous blonde heading for the rest rooms.
Sheila entered the ladies' room. She put down her purse on the dressing table and opened it. A moment later, the door opened, and the barman came inside.
Sheila eyed him in the mirror. Then she giggled. "Aren'tcha in the wrong crapper?" she asked.
He starred at the beautiful woman longingly. "Nope," he replied. "I been waitin' to plug ya ever since ya first walked into this place."
She watched him in the mirror as he came over to her and pressed his throbbing member up against her, between the globes of her ass. "Someone might walk in," she said softly, moving against him.
"Fuck 'em," he said shortly. Then he reached down underneath her and fingered her crotch. The blonde wiggled against him, breathing heavily. He had one hand on her left tit. He squeezed the nipple and made her whine.
Then he unbuckled her belt and pulled down her pants. Her pussy was already soaking wet. He covered it with his hand, his thumb pressing against her red clit.
Sheila unbuckled his belt and pulled down his trousers. His thick pole jumped in her hands. "Mmmmm!" she gasped, eyeing it and wetting her lips. "Ya really got a rammer, don'tcha, baby?"
He winced and moaned at her touch. Then he pushed her against the dressing table so that her back was pressing against its edge. Sheila rested her elbows on the flat surface of the table and watched him as he spread her legs and fingered her soaking wet hole. She squirmed, breathing heavily, her titties bouncing against one another. Before long, he was pressing his joint against her throbbing clit.
"Atta boy!" she said, squealing and thrusting her snatch forward. "Stuff me until I burst!"
He pulled apart the pink lips of her gash and pushed his trembling tool inside. She immediately popped, the juice greasing his pole. He gasped and pushed more roughly against her, and the hot meat climbed easily inside the wet fold of flesh.
He pumped her quickly, with short, eager strokes.
"Easy, big boy," she said, pushing her big breasts toward him. "You'll pop your fuckin' rocks before I can splash!"
He ignored her.
His prick danced inside her. It worked feverishly in her crack, pumping her like a jack hammer. The blonde tensed herself and splashed his joint with honey. She reached up and pulled his face down onto her writhing titties. He reached underneath her top, his hands groping for her big jugs. He squeezed her nipples and rubbed the sensitive skin, making her shoot her guns again. He pushed her tits against each other as he fucked her.
The door opened.
Carol came inside, eyed the two squirming bodies on the dressing table, and squealed in delight. She got down on her knees behind the barman, reached up, and squeezed his balls.
The man came instantly, gritting his teeth, tensing against the blonde, and slamming his prick home. The sputtering snake poured jism into her, balling the walls of her jerking pussy. She wailed, pounded her mound against his hammering joint, and soaked the spending tool with quim water.
Recovering, he turned and looked down at the redhead. He was quite angry. "You bitch!" he yelled. "I coulda lasted five more minutes if ya hadn't squeezed my fuckin' balls!"
She giggled and looked up at him. "Don't have a heart attack," she said, reaching out for his soaked, limp prick. "I'll have ya as hard as a fuckin' rock in five minutes."
The redhead opened her mouth and swallowed the spent prick in one greedy gulp. Immediately it began to stir in her mouth, growing warmer and larger. The barman shuddered helplessly, leaning back against Sheila, who was still leaning on the dressing table.
Carol's lips and tongue massaged and fondled the stirring, wet tool. She played with the loose sac, blowing on him, touching his inner thighs with her fingertips. She moaned and closed her eyes. The prick was getting thicker in her mouth. She placed the round dong head between her moist lips and rubbed her tongue against the wet jism hole.
Soon the man's peter was big and hard. The girls made him lie down, on his back, on the floor. He was groaning and stirring, his chest heaving. They knelt on either side of him and dove for the throbbing prong, lips and tongues hot and willing. He gasped when the women's tongues and lips assaulted him. A thin stream of juice ran down the base of his tool.
The girls licked the juice and began a trail of kisses on his rod. Starting at the base and moving upwards, toward the heart-shaped head. Their tongues moved out of their mouths in perfect rhythm with each other, gliding across the velvety skin, swirling sensuously over the jism slit, moving up and down the underside, tickling the clump of flesh beneath the head, whipping across his length.
The barman squealed and shifted on the floor. He parted his hairy thighs and trembled as the women worked on him. Their hot breath sizzled the flesh of his inner thighs. Ha felt flushed, and began to sputter thickly.
Sheila got up and straddled the barman's face.
He looked up and saw the blonde's wet, pink snatch moving downwards, toward his face. Her thighs parted, and the sweet smell of her cunt enveloped him. His tongue lashed out, catching her smartly on the throbbing clit. She squealed and pressed her damp mound against his mouth. His lips and tongue were hot and sticky.
He tongued her hole, pumped her clit, rammed her crack with his fingers. She flushed, and the thick honey smell saturated his nostrils. He licked the juice as it emerged from her swollen tube. Then he pumped her asshole while he nibbled her pussy lips and clit.
Carol straddled the barman's hips, spread her legs, squealed, and pressed her soaked snatch roughly down onto his awaiting pork. The big snake spread her tube apart, making her drain. The redhead kicked and bucked above him, pounding her wet mound on him and making her clit rub against the length of his tool.
They were a squealing, squirming threesome. The blonde popped her rocks into his drenching his cheeks and mouth with hot honey oil. The redhead sucked his cock deeply with her strong slit muscles. Her pussy lips climbed up and down his cock, drenching it, heating his bubbling rocks. She jolted, and the slimy juice filled her canyon. It laced his joint and made it fill her pussy even more.
Sheila got off again and again as the barman pumped her tubes with his finger. Both hands moved simultaneously, going up her cunt and ass feverishly. She was sloshing to the brim with gash milk. His face was soaked with the stuff. The room smelled like a jism factory.
The redhead continued to jump and kick above the big, red cock. Her pussy spilled loads of hot juice onto him. It spilled down his thighs and onto his pants and the floor.
He jerked and gasped. His giant rod popped, filling the redhead's wet cream tube. She went berserk, slapping her cunt down on him, squeezing his rammer with vise like force. The jism geysered into her tube and made her writhe and whimper. Carol popped her rocks and went limp.
The threesome cleaned up and dressed before they left the room.
Five minutes later, the barman brought them another round. "On the house," he said, smiling down at them.
Carol laughed. "Still mad at me?" she teased.
He also laughed. "Ya made up for it," he said.
Then he turned and went back to the bar.
The girls lit cigarettes and, sipped their drinks.
"He wasn't bad, was he?" asked Sheila.
"Honey," replied Carol, "there are only two different kinds of cock -- good and great. In my opinion, he was great."
The girls laughed.
For the next fifteen minutes, they sat quietly, smoking and drinking. Sheila decided that she wanted to have another meal before she hit the road. The girls entered the restaurant and ordered grilled cheese sandwiches, salads, and coffee.
Carol sat on the bed, watching the blonde as she packed. "I'm really gonna miss ya, honey," she said sadly.
"I won't be gone long," replied the blonde. "I'll only be visiting my sister for a few days, ya know."
Just then, the redhead remembered something. "What about these clothes?" she asked, gesturing to the sweater and skirt she was wearing.
"Don't worry about it," said the blonde. "I'll pick 'em up on my way back. That should convince ya that I'd see ya again. Right?"
"Right!"
Sheila went back to her packing.
Carol helped the blonde pile the bags into her car. "Those bastards," she said. "Neil and Robbie. They told us they'd be back in a fuckin' hour."
"You know how men are," she said. "They're prob'ly either bullshittin' or fuckin' some poor unfortunate girl they saw on the way back."
Carol laughed and watched the blonde get into her car. "I'm really gonna miss ya, baby," she said.
Sheila rested her hand on the redhead's arm. "I'll be back, honey."
"Promise?"
"Promise." Sheila kissed Carol on the cheek, started the engine, waved at the sad redhead, and pulled out of the parking lot. She pulled onto the main road and relaxed in her seat.
You're damned right I'll be back, she thought as though she were still talking to Carol. In just a few short days, I've caught up on all the fun I've missed in the past few years. I'll be back -- and very soon.
