The romantic, devil-may-care world of today's airline stewardess -- a world looked upon with unconcealed envy by many girls everywhere.
But are all the stories true? Do these attractive young women really live a rich, rewarding existence? Or are many of them tormented souls, playing roles in real-life soap operas replete with midnight rendezvous with debonair pilots and cheating husbands on business trips?
For Maureen, the joyride existence of the globe-trotting, fun-seeking stewardess begins to catch up with her. She starts to question her own code of morality, to wonder where all the kicks are leading her, to wonder about the people who enter her life.
HOT PANTS STEWARDESS -- a shocking novel dealing with girls marked by society as unmoral, girls seeking happiness and often finding only shame.
The Publisher
Chapter One
Maureen awoke with a start. Two fingers of her left hand were buried in her own cunt, and her right hand was wrapped around Eddie Dale's soft cock.
A smile spread across her beautiful face as she remembered the orgy party the night before and the wild fucking Eddie had given her when they got back to the apartment.
Eddie was a nice guy, not someone Maureen would want to spend the rest of her life with, but a guy who loved to party. He was also a guy who loved to fuck, and had a foot-long cock to do it with.
She had obviously been dreaming about fucking. That's why she had been fingering her own cunt in her sleep and had reached for Eddie's cock instinctively.
She glanced at the clock. It was seven-thirty, and she had a flight to Denver at ten. Two and a half hours. Time enough for another hard, glorious fuck from Eddie, and then to the airport.
But she had already broken the agreement she had made with Joanie the night before. God, was she going to do it again this morning? An agreement that was barely twenty-four hours old and Maureen was blowing it all to hell.
Joanie's words rang in her ears as she squeezed Eddie's cock and felt juice from her hot pussy ooze out around her fingers.
"Maureen, we've got to stop this," Joanie had said.
"What?"
"Fucking."
"Me you crazy? We've been fucking our brains out, and enjoying every minute of it, since we were eighteen years old! Why stop now!"
"That's just it," Joanie had replied, conviction in her voice. "We're not going anywhere. We should make a pact and keep it."
"What kind of pact?"
"That from now on we don't party with, suck, or fuck any guy who we don't think we might someday want to marry."
"Jesus," Maureen gasped, "that cunts out ninety percent of the guys I ball!"
"I know. Me, too. But we're twenty-five years old. We should start thinking about our futures, about marriage and kids. We should think about future husband material in the guys we choose to go to bed with, instead of how much meat they've got, or how good they fuck!"
How much cock they had, and how they used it, was very important to Maureen. But she had to admit that Joanie was right; her little blonde roommate and lifelong friend had always been more practical.
She had made the pact fully intending to keep it.
But then Eddie had called. He was a bartender at one of the airport lounges, and a very unlikely candidate for marriage. But, upon hearing his voice, Maureen forgot all that in one instant. She had been bored, and visions of that thick twelve inches of hard cock danced in front of her eyes.
Joanie had a flight, so she wasn't there to give moral support. Maureen agreed to go to a little party with Eddie and another couple. They had dinner, much too much to drink, and the next thing Maureen knew, they were in a huge room at the Airport Motel.
The other girl, Jennifer, a stew Maureen had never flown with, had already stripped down to her panties and bra and flopped across one of the beds in a seductive pose.
Eddie had gone downstairs to get a bottle and some ice, leaving Maureen alone with the couple.
"You've got beautiful tits, honey," Maureen said, watching the girl's huge breasts bulge from her lacy half-bra.
"I'll bet you do, too," Jennifer giggled.
Marty, Jennifer's date, was standing by Maureen, pressing his crotch against her thigh and staring down at Jennifer. He had wanted to see the tall redhead nude since the evening had started. Eddie had told him he wasn't sure whether Maureen would swing for a foursome or not. Well, from the looks of the current situation, there wasn't much doubt of it. And just thinking about getting his prick between those long, perfectly tapering legs had given him a throbbing hard-on.
"I'll bet your pussy tastes like honey," he whispered into Maureen's ear. He reached out his hand and Maureen took it, allowing him to pull her body tightly against his.
She put her arms around his waist, locking her fingers at the base of his spine and letting herself lean forward. Marty nuzzled his cheek against hers, stroking firmly up and down her back, feeling the warmth and softness of the girl's skin through her thin, silky dress.
"I can feel your cock against my pussy," Maureen giggled, "and it's shooting the shit out of the agreement!"
"What agreement?"
"Never mind," Maureen sighed. "Just rub my cunt harder with your cock!"
"We don't want to make Jennifer feel embarrassed," Marty whispered in her ear. He kissed the lobe tenderly. "Why don't you slip out of your dress?"
"Why don't you help me?" Maureen suggested. She rubbed her body harder against him, her tits pressing heavily into his chest.
Marty felt for the buttons, unfastening them as slowly as possible and caressing the warm skin which his fingers were gradually lying bare. He had to stoop a little to reach the lower buttons as he drew the dress away from her back. His hands cupped the panty-clad cheeks of her ass, fondling them with probing, greedy fingers.
He slipped the straps off her shoulders, then let the garment rustle to the floor between their bodies. Rising to his full height again, holding her tightly to him, he looked down at the marvelously rich globes of her breasts. They stuck out proudly from twin, lace-trimmed cups, the white swells overflowing.
His hands roamed over her nude back, found the clasp of her bra and unhooked it. Maureen wiggled her shoulders, holding him slightly away from her body so that the bra could join her dress on the carpet. It dropped away from her breasts slowly, as if reluctant to leave the warmth of her flesh, and Maureen ran her fingers beneath them, jiggling the full and creamy orbs and whispering, "Do you like them?"
Marty nodded, unable to tear his eyes away from the wonderful spectacle. She rubbed her thumbs deliberately over her nipples, causing them to perk up stiffly. Marty let his hands fall to her buttocks again, gripping the cheeks more firmly and making them shiver and wobble under his fingers.
"Let's go to the bed," he groaned. "I want to suck your tits." His cock was jerking furiously now, making the front of his trousers bulge out.
Maureen dropped one hand and let it brush softly against the bulge.
"Oh, my!" she whispered. "You're really hard, aren't you? I think we ought to have those pants off, you know. Your poor prick can hardly move inside them!"
He moved her quickly to the bed and laid her down beside Jennifer. The other girl immediately moved as close as possible to Maureen and draped an arm over the redhead's shoulders.
"I hope you like girl sex, too," Jennifer sighed in her ear.
"I like all sex," Maureen chuckled, reaching around to fondle Jennifer's breast.
Her fingers were just able to reach the soft slope of the girl's upper breast. They fumbled beneath the black bra and, by stretching her arm, Maureen managed to push her fingers onto the girl's nipple, rubbed the pink bud into erectness beneath her bra.
Marty had paused to strip off his shirt and slacks before joining the girls. He was about to pull his shorts down as well when Maureen stopped him.
"Let me do that," she said. And he felt her soft fingers tugging at the tight waistband of his briefs, dragging them carefully over the hard bulge of his cock.
She exposed his meat completely, then let her hand tickle teasingly over the low-slung balls and upwards onto his shaft.
When they had caressed up to his belly, Maureen stroked his coarse pubic hairs gently. "Take them off, Marty. Then push yourself against me!"
Marty quickly pulled the pants down his legs and climbed onto the bed, laying his hand on Maureen's waist, his fingers just above the elastic of her panties. She slipped her other arm around his shoulders, keeping her right hand in Jennifer's bra, and drew him on top of her nearly-naked body.
Marty lowered himself down, feeling Maureen's yielding flesh meeting his own, their bellies pressing tightly together, his prick pulsing against the hard pubic mound.
Jennifer had unfastened her bra now and slipped it away from her shoulders.
Maureen purred with delight as she licked at the solid nipple and slipped her hand between Marty's thighs, wrapping her fingers around his rigid meat.
"Oh yeah, baby, work it a little," the man growled.
The twitching of his prick became more and more intense, his shaft straining against the tender caress of her fingers. He put his own hand on her crotch, rubbing around the flesh below her mound, until his fingers pushed into the slit of her pussy, forcing the fabric of her panties to sink inwards between the lips.
His palm resting firmly on her pubic mound, Marty fidgeted his fingers up and down the long, plump swelling of her pussy, increasing the speed gradually.
At the same time, he dropped his head to one of the redhead's swollen tits, tonguing and licking at the firm globe.
He surveyed the tempting nipple avidly, then cupped one of her tits between his fingers and shaped it into an elongated pear. His lips parted, Marty closed the distance and sank his teeth greedily into the hard ripe nipple, shaking it from side to side as he alternately nibbled and sucked.
His other hand fumbled with her panties, but Maureen stopped him, grabbing his wrist and guiding it to her ass. She thrust herself up so that Marty could squeeze his fingers beneath her cheeks, then lowered her body down again, pinning his hand between the sheet and her ass.
Marty worked his fingers under the silken edge of her panties until they pushed into the crease of her buttocks. He rubbed them lustfully up and down, then stretched them until they were able to reach into the heated furrow and fuck against the girl's moist, velvet-soft asshole.
Maureen, still fondling Jennifer's nipple with a continuous scratching action of her forefinger, took Marty's cock in her other hand and guided it against the inside of her thigh, where her leg joined her crotch.
She fumbled the tight silk away from her cunt, folding the material so that it completely exposed the plump, juicy lips, then began to steer his prick into the red slit.
Skillfully, wriggling her hips and thrusting them downward, she succeeded in getting Marty's prick firmly into her cunt. The fleshy folds snapped into place around the shaft, kissing his cock wetly. Marty lunged forward, thrusting his cock deeply into Maureen's willing body.
The redhead waited until he had penetrated her to the hilt, then pulled her panties snugly back into place, cutting the tight silk around his cock so that it pressed hard against the tender rod just above his balls.
"Oh, baby, I knew you'd be good," Marty groaned, feeling the thick base of his prick enter her cuntal lips.
"Jeez, beautiful!" Jennifer gasped, watching her boyfriend's cock fill Maureen's cunt. "Fuck her, Marty, fuck her! I want to watch!"
Maureen raised her knees, lifting them until they were level with Marty's chest. He was still sucking wildly on her nipple. Her action, causing her panties to tighten and clench even more closely around his rod, made him bite into the tasty bud with a fury.
Jennifer had removed her own panties and was now wildly finger-fucking herself as she urged one of her huge tits from the top of her bra into Maureen's mouth. "Suck it, Maureen! Suck my tit while Marty fucks your cunt and I fuck myself!"
With the words barely out of her mouth, Jennifer sank all four fingers into her slit, using her thumb to give her violently sensitive cunt a taunting, rhythmical rub.
She came to life at the touch, her own ceaselessly tormenting thumb provoking her tender clit to a wild frenzy.
At that point, Eddie burst into the room. With one sweep of his eyes, he took in the wild, sensual scene. "Jesus, I guess the party got started without me!"
"Hurry, Eddie, get your clothes off!" Jennifer cried. "Fuck me while Marty pumps his meat into Maureen!"
Maureen smiled to herself as she watched her bartender lover disrobe and slide between the other girl's thighs. It had been weeks since she had been involved in a good, old-fashioned group fuck, and she knew she was going to enjoy this one.
"Here it comes, Jenny, baby," Eddie howled, and buried his stiff, hose-like hunk of meat in Jennifer's cunt.
"Oh, oh, oh, sweet Jesus, fuck me!" she cried.
With Marty's cock deep in her own pussy, Maureen let her hand stray across to Jennifer's stomach. She pushed her fingers between Eddie's body and the girl's and poked them downwards until they touched the raised mound of Jennifer's pussy.
She fondled the hard, sexy mound, then splayed her fingers and thrust them between the oily, fucking lips, working them relentlessly into the girl's cunt, squeezing her fingers alongside Eddie's piston-like shaft.
She wasn't able to penetrate Jennifer fully, but she did manage to insert her fingers a long way into the girl, moving them firmly against the wet red flesh.
She could feel Eddie's cock pushing past her fingers as it rammed its fiery path in and out of the girl's pussy. The rigid weapon squashed through her open fingers and gave Jennifer an added thrill.
"I'd like to suck that sweet pussy you're fucking," Maureen rasped to Eddie in a husky voice.
"No sooner said than done, honey," the man growled and leaned down to Jennifer's ear. Then he eased his big prick out of the girl's cunt and crawled to the top of the bed, kneeling over her face and aiming his glistening cock at Jennifer's mouth.
She stretched her lips wide and sucked the long, thick stem inwards, running her tongue over the juicy shaft.
Maureen murmured softly to Marty, her mouth brushing against his neck. Then he slid his prick slowly out of her pussy and waited until she had positioned herself between Jennifer's thighs. When Maureen had buried her face in the girl's soft crotch and was sucking deeply into Jennifer's cunt, her head bobbing up and down, then from side to side, Marty moved behind her.
He placed his hands firmly on her buttocks and stretched them as wide as he could. Maureen was kneeling with ha buttocks stuck in the air, her back arched and her legs spread wide.
Marty knelt closely behind her and carefully levered his cock into her from behind, holding it steady and drawing the lips of her cunt open with his free hand.
Once more he felt his prick roving with long, angry thrusts into Maureen's luscious cunt. Beyond her he could see his girl, a view which was slightly obscured by Eddie's thighs, as she sucked deeply on the other man's cock.
"Oh shit, just watchin' Jenny suck Eddie's meat is gonna get me off!" Marty yelled.
He teetered on the brink of lustful insanity, clasped his hands tightly around Maureen's tits, leaning forward over the beautiful girl and jetting his load into her a tense, hot spray of thick cream which felt as if it would never end.
The volcanic stream which gushed into her cunt sent Maureen into a violent climax. With her tongue running wild inside Jennifer's wet cunt, she reached the peak of her lust and tried frantically to remain there, straining her mind to prolong the orgasm indefinitely.
With her hot mouth clamped wildly over Eddie's cock, Jennifer locked her white thighs like a vise wound Maureen's head and covered the redhead's face with her own cum.
Sensing that the others had already gotten off, Eddie needed only three or four quick jerks of his prick to bring it to the boiling point. He grabbed at Jennifer's wrist and brought the girl's hand to his cock, forcing her to hold it steady while he spurted his cum down her throat.
For the next two hours they traded off, fucking and sucking each other, until Maureen begged off. "Jesus, I hate to, but I've got to go. I've got an early flight tomorrow to Denver!"
Eddie drove her back to her apartment. Maureen was sure that both she and Eddie were completely saturated. But, at the door, she found out differently.
"Is your roommate home?"
"No. She won't be back 'til tomorrow."
"Guess what?"
"What?"
In answer, he pushed his crotch against her hip. His enormous cock was rock hard and throbbing.
"How 'bout it?" he laughed.
Maureen knew she needed sleep, but the lure of all that cock in bed with her for the rest of the night was just too much. Her cunt was hot all over again, and flowing like a river.
And now, with his cock in her hand and her other hand in her cunt, and the sun glaring through the window, her pussy was boiling again.
"Just once more," she whispered to herself, and moved her head down beneath the sheet covering Eddie's cock.
Chapter Two
Maureen kissed the head of his limp prick and lightly ran the tip of her tongue around its ridge and under the foreskin.
Eddie stirred in his sleep, groaned, and rolled to his side facing her. Smiling, Maureen edged her way back up his body until the thick pelt of her pubic was pressed against his prick. Parting her legs slightly, she rubbed the soft, wet lips of her pussy against his meat.
Moaning, still asleep, the big bartender threw his muscular arms around her shoulders and began moving his hips back and forth. A broad smile appeared on his lips and Maureen knew he was dreaming of fucking.
His cock started to swell. The head thickened and parted the top of her slit, slamming against her clitoris as he moved. A swell of desire surged from her cunt clear up to ripple the hard buds at the tips of her tits. It once again erased from her mind the agreement she had made with Joanie.
Maureen slipped from Eddie's grasp and scooted down the bed, pushing the sheet before her with her feet. The scent of her own pussy, left over from the previous night's fucking, rose from his prick and invaded her nostrils as she moved lower on his body.
She pressed her cheek against his flat stomach. His thick, wiry pubic hair brushed against her chin. She wanted to get her lips on his cock before it became fully hard. She loved the feel of it getting rigid inside her mouth.
She moved don a few more inches and pressed her lips against the cockhead and fleshy foreskin.
Sliding one arm between his thick thighs, she wrapped it around the crevice of his buttocks. Then she opened her moist lips and sucked his cock inside. She wiggled her tongue around, probing under the foreskin and thrilled at feeling it grow to its full length in her mouth.
Slowly, she moved her head back and forth on his swelling rod. She could feel the blood surge along the thick veins of the shaft. She pushed her head down harder and let the bulbous cockhead part her throat and slide on in.
Oh God, I do love to suck cock, she thought. I love to feel a piece of male meat expand in my mouth and slither down to my tonsils. I dig eating and sucking, and fucking, cock.
Eddie lunged forward and his pubic hair crashed against her nose.
His cock was completely hard now, thick and throbbing inside the redhead's mouth. Still asleep, he dreamed of his beautiful bed partner. He dreamed that he was hovering over Maureen and throwing his massive tool into her sweet, sticky cunt. Maureen fingered the crevice in his ass. It was slightly damp with perspiration. She touched her forefinger to his asshole and massaged the pliant flesh. Little by little, she eased her finger inside and began finger-fucking his ass with the same rhythm she was using on his cock.
Eddie opened his eyes.
"I thought I was dreaming," he murmured happily.
Maureen grunted in response and continued sucking his cock. He pulled up his left foot, pressed it against the back of the knee of his right leg and stared down at her. Her red hair danced across his hairy belly and trembling thighs as her head bobbed and her mouth sucked hungrily.
"You gotta give the best head in the world, honey," he moaned.
You bastard, Maureen thought, but kept sucking. What a crude way to put it. It was exactly what Joanie was saying. "Quit fucking and sucking guys just for their cocks... try to get one with brains to along with it!" But, God, Eddie did have a delicious piece of fuck-meat!
He surged his lips up again and let his mind revel along with his body in the sucking she was giving his cock.
Damn, she could suck a cock! He had never encountered a broad that liked to suck like she did. She even sucked his balls and ate his ass! And she always wanted it; that was another thing he liked about her. When he came over she was always raring to go. Yes, sir. She was one hell of a lay. And she kept coming back for more, even in the morning when most chicks felt guilty about it, or wanted to sleep.
The warm sensation of her fast-moving mouth on his cock enveloped him and he stretched his big frame over the soft sheets. His body twitched as his cock slid in and out of the warm flesh of her mouth. She let his prick slide into her mouth until the head touched the back of her throat. Then she moved her head back, sucking on it as hard as she could, and let it slide out of her mouth almost completely before going back down on him. Her finger wiggled in his ass and hit a certain point which never failed to arouse him. He nuzzled his face against the pillow, reveling in the sight of the beautiful redhead sucking his cock. He thrilled as his thick shaft disappeared between her luscious lips and then reappeared, shiny with her saliva.
Maureen felt his eyes watching her and knew he was fully awake. With an angling twist of her head, she threw the wisps of hair away from her eyes and looked up over his heaving belly and broad chest.
"I love it when you wake me up by sucking my dick. You want me to pour a load in your mouth, or you want it in the cunt?"
Maureen let the huge cock pop from her lips and pushed herself up the bed until she was facing him, cunt to cock.
He clamped his mouth aver hers and began kissing her wetly. Strangely enough, she didn't mind the morning taste of his mouth. Ordinarily, she would have her lover get out of bed and brush his teeth. But somehow, it made it seem all the more animalistic. And that's why she liked Eddie, he was an animal.
He pushed her over on her back and rolled over on top of her, pressing his huge column of flesh against her smooth stomach. Maureen's breath was coming hard. She wanted it all right. Her jutting tits rubbed against his hairy chest as he wormed one of his fingers into her cunt. He dug it into the opening of her pussy and toyed with the hard cunt.
Maureen pulled away from him. "I want to sit on you!"
Eddie lay on his back, his big cock jutting straight up in the air. She straddled his body, her tits jiggling back and forth as she raised herself to a crouching position over him. She reached down and took his thick prick between her fingers and then lowered herself until the cockhead pressed against the soft hair surrounding her cunt. She wiggled her creamy hips from side to side, and slowly the head of his cock slid into her moist slit, the upper ridge riding against her clitoris like a steel pole.
The swollen head of his cock slipped easily into her pussy as she lowered herself. It was more than halfway into her when she released the huge prick. She pressed her hands against her thighs and began moving up and down quickly. Then she opened her eyes and looked at him. Her mouth curled slightly at the edges, she knew she had him.
Eddie began bucking his hips upward, pushing more and more of his throbbing shaft into her cunt until finally it was buried to the hilt and his coarse pubic hairs were entwined with the soft, red ones of her cunt.
He slid his hand up her satin-smooth skin and grasped her swaying tits. He clutched them in his large hands and began massaging the warm flesh and pinching the nipples. Maureen rocked her body from side to side and swiveled her hips in circular movements. She spread her legs wider and arched her back so that the entire length of his cock slid in and out of her cunt easily.
Maureen began making soft mewling sounds and Eddie knew that she was almost ready to come. He tightened his thighs and rushed to catch up with her, knowing how she liked them to climax together. He churned his buttocks, jabbing his cock upward. He continued pinching her tender nipples and thrusting upward, grunting like a bull.
"Oh! Oh! OH!" Maureen squealed and threw her head back.
Eddie felt the warm flush of her climax against the head of his cock and suddenly he started to come himself. His balls constricted as he pressed his feet against the footboard of the bed for support. He lifted his pelvis a full foot in the air, pushing his cock deep into her climaxing cunt. Thick gobs of his semen shot into the recesses of her pussy, coating the walls of her cunt like whitewash. He shot three times, then stopped bucking his hips.
Maureen lay down on top of him and rested, his deflating cock still inside her. He kissed her gently all over her face and held her tight.
Then she spied the clock. "Shit, I gotta run! Throw on some toast and coffee while I shower, will ya?"
She leapt from the bed and seconds later he heard the steady hum of the shower.
The previous night's drinking hit his head like a ton of bricks as he crawled from the bed. Unsteady on his feet, he made his way to the kitchen and fulfilled Maureen's request.
Fifteen minutes later, she came in fully dressed, a small flight bag over her shoulder. "Jeez, can't you throw a towel or something around you?"
"What for?"
"'Cause I don't want your cock with my coffee."
"Why not?" he grinned.
"Jesus."
She drank down the coffee, wolfed the toast, and headed for the front door.
"Grab a shower if you want to and be sure to lock the door on your way out."
"Hey," he called after her, "when you gonna..."
But the door had slammed behind her.
With a still unsteady gait, Eddie made his way back to the bedroom and gathered up his clothes. He was just turning toward the bathroom when his eyes fell across the comfortable bed.
"Jesus," he groaned, and fell across it. "Just another half-hour to clear the cobwebs."
He was sound asleep in seconds.
Joanie Barrett, her short blonde hair bouncing in time with her huge tits in the tight uniform blouse, ran for the cab. She just beat a tall salesman type to the door. He looked down at her tits and licked his lower lip.
"Nice."
"Fuck off," Joanie spat at him, and jerked the cab door open.
The man shrugged and moved away as Joanie slid her luscious ass into the back seat and slammed the door.
"Where to?"
Joanie gave him the address of her apartment house and lay back against the seat, closing her eyes.
"Some guys," the driver said, alluding to the salesman. "Always horny and can't be a gentleman about it. 'Course, I can't say as I blame him."
Joanie opened her eyes. The driver was lewdly taking in the rise and fall of her big tits in the rear-view mirror.
"Are you a pimp, a cab driver, or just a dirty old man?"
"I'm whatever you need, baby."
"At twenty-five, I'm a far cry from a baby. And all I need is a driver. So shut the fuck up and drive!"
She pulled her uniform jacket over her tits and again leaned back in the seat, closing her eyes. Normally, she wouldn't have been so touchy, but it had been a rough trip. Two guys had taken turns pinching her ass and rubbing against her tits halfway across the country. And the previous night she had broken the agreement she had made with Maureen to stay away from men who weren't future-husband material.
His name was Jerry Morse, and he was second officer on the flight. He was tall, handsome and, according to the other two stews on the flight, hung like a bull. He was also very married, with two kids, which took him out of the availability category.
The crew had been quartered in a lakeside motel outside the city. Joanie, using all her willpower, had dinner in her room. By eight o'clock her pussy needed some cock so badly that there was only one thing that she knew would relieve the tension: exercise.
She decided to go for a swim and wear herself out before going to bed -- alone.
She had just stretched her blanket out on the soft sand and laid down on her back with her eyes closed when a booming voice exploded in her ear. "HI, babe!"
Her eyes popped open. It was Jerry Morse. "Hi, Jerry."
"C'mon, how about a swim?"
"I was gonna rest a little bit."
"C'mon, let's swim out to that raft."
Joanie found it hard to keep her eyes off the bulge in his swim trunks. She didn't really want to fuck him, but the wealth of cock beneath the tight swim suit material was turning her on. It would be easier to keep him away from her in the water.
"Okay, let's go." She stood up and shook her huge tits back down into her bikini top. Jerry watched appreciatively.
They dove into the water and Joanie struck off for the raft. Jerry was relieved to have her in front of him. If she had been beside him, he knew he would have a hard time resisting his urge to grab her.
As they swam nearer the raft, the water turned cooler, and instead of his erection calming down, it seemed to get larger. He could see the twin cheeks of her smoothly rippling young buttocks as she swam just ahead of him, and the sight made his blood run wild through his tensed body. He was beginning to think the only way to relieve his hard-on was to get laid, and that thought made his cock ache with rigid awareness.
When he reached the raft, he watched the sensuous young girl climb onto it. Instead of joining her, he dove under the raft and came up in the air space. Joanie was looking directly down at him between the raft boards. The water was clear and she could see the huge bulge of his cock.
"Oh shit," she moaned to herself, "I can't resist it."
She dove into the water and swam towards him. The force of her dive had pulled the top of her bikini down, exposing her huge, pink nipples.
"Jeez, the water's cold," she said as she surfaced for air, fully aware that her bikini top had slipped down. She reached out to hold herself up by his shoulders, and saw that he was staring wide-eyed at her breasts. She spoke before he could think of anything to say. "What are you doing hiding under here?"
"Uhh, just enjoying the view," he answered, his cock aching in the tightly constricting confines of his trunks. She was so close to him he wanted to grab her, but he couldn't let go of the cross-beam without both of them sinking into the water.
"Doesn't have anything to do with this?" she giggled, her free hand touching the bulge in his trunks.
"You're showing a little, too," he laughed. He leaned forward, planting a kiss on one of the erect nipples. Instead of pushing him away, Joanie pulled herself closer to him, making his sucking of her nipple easier. He responded by nipping at the hardened flesh, his sharp teeth causing her to moan with pleasure. He would have been glad to continue sucking her tit all night, but the position was awkward, and Joanie suddenly dropped down into the water until her face was level with his. Her full breasts looked as though they were floating on the surface of the water like two ripe, creamy white melons. The moment his lips made contact with her mouth, he drove his tongue deep inside, and she sucked it deeper into her warmth.
"I've wanted some of you since the first flight together."
"What about your wife?"
"She's there. I'm here. It's dark enough, let's get up on the raft."
They submerged and literally leapt to the top of the raft from the water. Nothing could hold Joanie back now. She practically attacked his trunks, pushing them dawn and off his legs. Her hand wrapped around his cock instantly, her fingers running up and down its length, exploring it. The thick head rubbed against her smooth inner thighs, and it jerked from the mounting sensations that her finger caused.
Thrusting his hips forward, Jerry ground forward to press the tip of his hard dick against the thin, flimsy strip of nylon material covering her cunt, and it slid between her parted young thighs easily. The tips of her breasts were pressing into his chest, the nipples as hot as branding irons, and Joanie sucked hard on his tongue as he swirled it around and around inside her warm mouth.
"You want it, honey?"
"Yes, dammit, I do -- I want it bad!"
With trembling fingers, he pulled her suit down to expose the perfect blonde triangle of her cunt.
Suddenly she leaned over and pressed her lips against the head of his prick. She dragged the tip of her tongue over the head, then took the shaft in both her hands and began licking wildly. Jerry groaned and thrust his huge cock up at her. She opened her mouth wide and let it slide between her lips. Then she closed her mouth shut and began bobbing her head up and down, sucking him greedily.
"Jesus, you do want same cock tonight, don't you?" he rasped, watching his meat disappear into her face.
She lowered her head until she had all of his cock in her mouth and her lips were brushing against his curly black pubic hair. She sucked ravenously, until Jerry began to tremble. Just when he thought he was about to come, she pulled away. She lay dawn beside him, took his hand, and guided it to her cunt.
"Hurry," she gasped. "Put your cock in me and fuck hell out of my pussy!"
She slid her arms around his waist and pulled herself towards him. His cock pressed against the opening of her cunt. She clamped her mouth against his and jammed her tongue down his throat. Her hand slid down between their bodies and guided him to her pussy slit. Before Jerry knew what was happening, he was inside her. He was surprised by the incredible, warm, comfortable feeling of her vaginal walls clasping his thick prick. He began to move back and forth, plunging it in deeper and deeper. Then he rolled over on top of her and plunged it nearly all the way in.
She threw her legs in the air and wrapped them around his heaving buttocks. With each stroke, he got more cock into her. Joanie groaned with delight and urged him on.
"Yes, yesssss, fuck me, Jerry! Fuck me good!"
They rocked back and forth on the hard raft. Both of them were glistening with sweat. Joanie licked his face as she rocked her hips rhythmically.
Jerry thrust his cock in to the limit and she accepted all the cock he could give her. She ran her hands between his buttocks and felt his asshole with her finger. The opening was wet and her finger slipped in easily. She began finger-fucking his ass as he cock-fucked her cunt.
She stopped bucking for a moment and let her orgasm reach her. Then suddenly, furiously, she began pushing her cunt up at him.
"Come on, Jerry! Goddammit! Come on!" Jerry let his climax come. He shot deep inside her pussy, coating her vaginal walls with his warm cum. They rocked back and forth until their orgasms passed, then they broke apart and lay back on the raft, gasping for breath.
"Mmmmm, good, good fuck," Joanie moaned happily. Then it hit her. Jesus, she thought, she was no different than Maureen, and she was a slave to her own cunt.
"You're here, lady."
Joanie popped her eyes open. The doorman was holding the door of the cab open. She paid the driver, and five minutes later opened the door of her apartment.
The memory of fucking Jerry had made her pussy boil with juices. She headed for her bedroom, intending to strip and take a quick shower. As she passed Maureen's room, she heard a snore.
Gently she pushed the door open.
"Son-of-a-bitch," she murmured, "and I felt guilty about Jerry!"
Chapter Three
If Joanie's pussy was frothing before, it was gushing now. The big, husky man on the bed had the biggest, hardest cock she had ever seen. It stood straight toward the ceiling like a fleshy flagpole.
It twitched as Joanie approached the bed, as if it sensed her presence.
That bitch! Joanie thought. Maureen has been fucking this big, beautiful cock all night long, and I was feeling guilty about one little fuck with Jerry!
She reached out and curled her fingers around his meat. His eyes opened and a smile spread across his lips.
"Hi. I'm Eddie Dale, and that's my cock."
"I'm Joanie Barrett, Maureen's roommate. Is this a piss hard-on, or is it for real?"
"I been dreamin' about Maureen's pussy. It's for real. I'll bet you got beautiful tits under all those clothes."
"You must be the super stud Maureen's been hiding away for herself."
"There's one way to find out." Eddie grabbed for her wrist.
"Ah -- ah, not so fast," Joanie said, pulling her arm away and dancing toward the foot of the bed. "What makes you think I want to fuck you?"
Eddie laughed and fisted his meat. "Because of the way you're looking at this."
And he was right. He had both hands, side by side, wrapped around his cock, and four inches, plus the head, still stood free and clear. Joanie's pussy flowed and her mouth watered just looking at that beautiful fleshy pole.
Why not? she thought. Maureen's been getting it. Why shouldn't I?
She would start her part of the agreement that afternoon. Right now she wanted this big hunk of cockmeat slicing her pussy in half.
"You want it or not?"
He hoped she did as he pumped his cock and let his eyes roam over the petite blonde's startling figure. Her hair was short, a natural blonde, that framed the sides of her beautifully pixyish face like a golden halo. The bangs on her forehead added to the seductive quality he felt radiating from her.
Looking at her, he felt he could truthfully admit that she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. She was all woman, but the angelic pertness of her face and her soft features gave her a quality of naivete that he had never encountered before.
Her breasts were full, riding high on her chest. They seemed about to burst from the snug blouse she wore. Her tits were so large on such a small frame that Eddie wondered how in the hell she could stand up straight.
Joanie looked at him, and the desire deepened into a hungry yearning. "You like what you see as much as I like what I see?"
Eddie rolled to his feet and came around to the end of the bed. Joanie's eyes stared with lust at his cock as his experienced fingers removed her clothes. Eddie gasped when he removed the bra and her great, heavy breasts tumbled into his hands.
"Jesus."
Joanie moved to the bed and lay down, her thighs parted. Eddie lay down beside her and ran his hand down to the blonde mound of fur between her legs. He pressed downward. Itching sensations nibbled at his crotch as his fingers split the cunt lips and dipped into her juices. Joanie spread her legs farther apart and her pussy spread open like a gigantic mouth.
Eddie's tongue slid out of his mouth. He was aching to dip it in her cuntal slit. She raised her slender thighs, presenting herself brazenly to him. Tugging at her huge tits with his fingers, he crushed the pink buds of her nipples between his thumb and forefinger, making her cry out. Then he pressed his mouth against hers. Her breath rushed at him, hot and moist. He threw one leg across her body and straddled her thighs. His hot cockflesh pressed against the softer flesh of her cunt. How good she felt to him! So soft, so pliable, so ready. He dug his fingers into her sides and rubbed his cock against her wet cunt again and again without entering. Then he scooted up her body, pressing his hard buttocks against the fleshy mounds of her tits.
"Suck me."
Her eyes met his, half-lidded and gleaming with passion. Joanie opened her quivering mouth. Her tongue darted out to wet her lips suggestively. She was ready.
He wrapped his hands around her head and his cock surged into her warm, pink throat. Her face was distorted with the thickness of his meat.
Eddie felt intense animal lust as he lashed at the insides of her mouth, rubbing his cock against one cheek and then the other.
"Honey, you dig it as much as Maureen!"
"More," Joanie mumbled around the hard wedge of meat in her mouth.
He continued running his fingers through her hair, lengthening his strokes as he poked his great cock in and out of her mouth. He pulled her head up each time he thrust forward. It was like dipping his cock into a hot, honey-like liquid. Her teeth gently bit at his prick as it slid in and out. Her mouth sucked and sucked, trying to drain him of his juice.
Eddie stopped for a moment. He was shining with perspiration, and he knew that his cock was about to shoot. He didn't want to go that way. He wanted it another way.
He pulled his jerking cock out of her mouth. A thin stream of saliva dripped from either side of her lips. She licked it away with her small, pink tongue. Eddie moved back down her legs and positioned himself.
Joanie half-closed her eyes and her lips parted as his head bent to kiss her. She thrust her tongue between his teeth and fucked him in the mouth with it.
He squeezed one huge breast and slid his other hand down under her ass cheeks. Her soft, warm lips moved inside his as the mewling sounds of anticipated fucking grew louder in her throat. He forced his tongue to the back of her throat, gorging her mouth with its thickness.
Then he lifted his face and gasped. "Jesus, you are one beautiful cunt. No wonder Maureen didn't want me to ever meet you!"
Joanie smiled. "That bitch," she said. "Fuck me, Eddie. Don't talk, just plow your big cock into my cunt."
"I'm going to fuck you all over," Eddie growled hoarsely. "I'm going to fuck you every way I can!"
He cupped the soft triangle of hair between her legs. She quivered and sighed with pleasure as she moved her feet farther apart, and he slid his fingers back and forth across her soft vulva. "I'm going to suck you there, then I'm going to fuck you there!"
"I'm ready, lover," Joanie moaned softly, trembling in his anus. "I'm so hot, so hot I'm burning up. Do it to me! Suck me and fuck me before I start screaming for it! Suck me and tongue me, then put your big dick in me and fuck me!"
Her head fell back, her knees flexed, and her thighs splayed wide apart. Eddie knelt between her trembling thighs and dropped his face to her gaping, dripping pussy. With a low groan of lust, he opened his mouth and covered her pussy with it. He sucked her cunt as hard as he could, letting the juices from her secreting walls slither dawn his throat.
Joanie moaned in ecstasy as she felt his tongue begin to lick her cunt, the soft salivating organ tracing up and down her slit. Her whole body tingled with excitement. She planted her feet wider apart, spreading her legs.
"Suck!" she cried wildly. "Lick my cunt, suck me!"
Eddie's hands dug deeper into her flesh, prying her buttocks apart. His head lodged firmly between her legs, and his tongue lunged out snake-like at her curling pubic hairs.
"More, more!" she cried. "Suck me harder!"
Eddie tilted his face upward, his tongue lunging between the moistly heated folds of the beautiful girl's cunt.
She spread her legs still wider, bending her knees and shoving her loins harder against his face until his tongue slipped through her excited vaginal lips with a wet, sucking sound.
"Mmmmm, lovely, lovely!" she purred, bending her legs up and down in a slow, sensual rhythm. "Oh, you're good, lover!" Ripples of tingling excitement pulsed through her body as she put her hands behind his head and pulled his hot, devouring mouth in harder against her quivering cunt, her hips jerking back and forth in a dance of lust.
A muffled groan escaped her lips as she tensed all over, thrusting her pussy up at him. Eddie dug his tongue deeper into the crack as he kept sucking her pussy. The hot tongue passed over her clitoris and it became a hard, tight nub as she started thrusting herself violently upward with convulsive surges.
He slid one hand under her buttocks and pressed a finger between them, feeling for her asshole. Her movements became wilder as he touched it. The finger inched into the tight ring, and he began fucking his tongue back and forth across her clit in rhythm with the finger sliding in and out of her asshole.
Joanie's body writhed on the bed in a flurry of motion. Then the pent-up emotions within her released with a sudden bunt. She exploded in orgasm, her body undulating wildly. Cries of ecstasy escaped her lips as waves of pleasure passed through her. Then her thighs locked together around his head as she became motionless, her body stretched up off the bed so that only her feet and shoulders were touching it.
Then she collapsed, trembling and quivering.
She lay limply, her head turned to one side and her eyes closed, her full, resilient breasts heaving up and down as she gasped for breath, and her arms and legs spread wide apart.
God, this stud was good, Joanie thought to herself. Damn Maureen for keeping him all to herself!
"That was beautiful, lover," she purred. "That felt like. It was like it was better than I've ever felt before." Her eyes moved down to the jerking shaft of his cock. "Are you gonna fuck me now?"
Eddie nodded, moving toward her. "Yeah, honey. I'm gonna fuck you now."
She drew in a deep breath, then sighed with effort as she pulled her feet up toward her buttocks, flexing her knees and parting her thighs. "I'm almost exhausted, lover. I won't be able to make it very good for you, I'm afraid."
He recognized the teasing coyness in her eyes and laughed. "Bullshit. You could fuck my ass off and still scream for more!"
Her own laugh was loud and clear in the room. "You're right, stud. Fuck me, then! POUR YOUR MEAT UP MY CUNT!"
Eddie knelt between her thighs until the tip of his cock was pressing against her gooey cuntal lips.
"Here, let me put it in," she gasped.
He slipped his hands under her thighs, lifting them and holding them apart. She took his prick in her hand, guiding it toward her pussy. The tip slid into the crack in her vulva, and he pressed forward as she wriggled her hips from side to side. He moved his huge cock bound, searching for her hole. It poised at the opening of her cunt, and she pushed herself down toward him as he thrust forward. The head of his cock slipped into her.
Joanie opened her mouth wide and squeezed her eyes tightly closed as the massive head burst through the lips of her pussy.
Her cunt was hot and incredibly tight, and the stricture of it around the head of his cock made his body tremble as he knelt over her and began moving his hips back and forth, pushing more and more of his massive prick into her.
"Shit, you're big!" Joanie cried.
"Does it fill up your cunt, baby? Does my dick spread you?"
"Christ, yes! It feels like a fucking telephone pole up my belly!"
When half his prick had slid into her, she took her hand away from it and put her arms behind her head, pillowing her head as she looked up at him. She looked into his eyes and smiled. A glow of sensation passed over her face, making her eyes close and her lips open damply. After each quiver of sensation, she looked up at him and smiled again, her eyes reflecting the enjoyment of his prick.
His huge tool began sinking deeper and deeper into her. Then he began fucking her tight cunt with long, hard strokes, pulling his cock back until only the head of it was in her, then driving it back into her until his balls pressed against her ass. A numbing, exhilarating joy filled her as he bent over and rested against her soft thighs, holding her legs over his shoulders and sliding his cock in and out of her hot, tight pussy.
The sensations began to crowd in on him, too.
He could feel the pressure of an approaching climax building up in his balls. He tried to control it, pushing it to the back of his mind as he savored the sensation of fucking this beautiful girl. But it kept pushing itself forward, gradually tearing away at his control. His breathing came in panting gasps as he speared his cock into her with a hard, driving rhythm. Then the climax was immediate, intense pressure, feeling as though it were smothering him. He fell forward on top of Joanie, grinding his teeth together in an effort to keep from coming. She held herself absolutely motionless to help him hold it back.
"It's okay," Joanie said, flexing her cunt muscles around his long rod of meat. "Goo ahead. Come! Fill me with it!"
"No! Not yet!" he croaked, his teeth gritted. The crisis passed, and he let his breath out in a long sigh. "That was almost it," he whispered in a shaking voice. "I almost came that time."
"How do you want me?" Joanie asked. "Do you want to do it this way, do you want me to take it in my mouth and swallow it, or do you want me to get in some other position?"
He put his hands on the bed and lifted himself, sliding his cock out of her. "Get on your hands and knees, honey."
Joanie nodded, rolling aver and pushing herself up to her bands and knees. Then she reached back between her legs with one hand to help guide his cock. She wrapped her fingers firmly around the jerking shaft and pushed herself back at him. The cock touched the seething lips of her pussy, then the tight muscles of her cunt were again enveloping it as it slid smoothly in.
Joanie folded her arms and rested her head on them, letting her back sag into him. Eddie took her tiny waist in his huge hands as he crouched behind her and began working his hips, sliding his giant prick in and out of her.
The pressure in his balls immediately began mounting again, and it ballooned rapidly from the sight of her kneeling in front of him and his thick, swollen cock sliding lewdly in and out of her contracting hole.
"Oh fuck, oh shit, I can't stop it this time, honey," he gasped as he felt the semen leave his balls in a rush.
"Don't try -- COME! POUR THAT HOT SHIT IN MY CUNT!"
Eddie dug his fingers into her hips and held her tight as he felt the steaming cum burst loose. She began throwing herself back at him and wriggling her hips from side to side as she felt it break through. The hot, thick cum erupted, bursting into her in flooding spurts. He ground his teeth together to keep from screaming as he speared his jerking cock deep into her belly, driving the cum into her.
Joanie moaned and writhed as she felt the hot jism bathing her insides. He kept ramming his giant prick into her until it was completely drained and beginning to collapse.
He collapsed across her as she whirled on the bed. His cock had barely popped from her pussy before her tongue was working, laying it and his balls, cleaning their mixed juices.
"My God," Eddie groaned, "what a fuck. Gimme an hour and we'll go again."
"No way," Joanie said, rolling from the bed after giving his cock a final lick. "I got a date this afternoon."
"What the hell, stay here with me. My cock's probably bigger than his."
"Yeah, but his is more eligible," Joanie said, gathering her clothes.
"Eligible for what?"
"Marriage."
Eddie's face went white as he reached for his shorts.
Chapter Four
It was an easy flight to Denver. And during it, Maureen built up her resolve all over again to adhere to the agreement. The usual load of obnoxious salesmen, pinching and patting her ass at every opportunity, helped to make her resolve easier.
The whole crew left the airport together for the hotel, and Maureen checked in with her roomy for the night, Lila Dunbar. They ordered dinner from room service and chatted while they ate. As usual, the conversation was about men and sex. Several times, Maureen tried to change the subject, but it was useless. Lila was as zeroed in on getting laid that night as Maureen was adamant about staying celibate.
"But what do you know about this guy you're dating, Lila? Is there any future with him?"
"Future? There's a good dinner, a fantastic romp in the hay, and a kiss goodbye."
"But what do you know about him?"
"I know he's a good lover," the girl replied. "I fuck him every time I'm in Denver. Look, I've got to shower. He's picking me up in the lobby in half an hour."
She trotted from the room, leaving Maureen disconsolately lying on the bed. All the talk about cock and sex had turned her on. She needed moral support, so she reached for the phone and gave the hotel operator her home number.
"Joanie? Maureen."
"Hi, honey," Joanie's voice came back at her over the miles. "Guess who I found in your bed this morning?"
Oh, my God, Eddie must have gone back to sleep after I left, she thought. "Yeah, I sorb slipped last night. But I'm staying celibate this trip if it kills me! And it probably will. I'm horny as hell!"
"Well, if it's any consolation," Joanie laughed, "I fucked him, too, before I booted him out."
"Are you staying in tonight?"
"No," Joanie said. "I've got a date."
"No fair."
"It is fair, Maureen. He's an up-and-coming lawyer. Interested in marriage. And I'm not going to ball him."
"It's true... at least, not tonight. It's our first date."
"In the meantime, what do I do tonight? Play with myself?"
There was a moment's silence on the other end of the line, and then Joanie spoke again. "Who are the other girls in your crew?"
"Lila Dunbar."
"No good."
"Riva Morgan."
"That's good."
"What do you mean?" Maureen asked, knowing full well the meaning of her friend's words.
"I flew a few trips with Riva last year. She's great in bed with boys and girls."
"Joanie, dammit, I don't want a chick tonight, I want a cock! Besides, Riva's sick with a cold. She even took a single room."
"Well, something's better than nothing, honey," Joanie giggled. "And, remember, if you go out with a guy, he's gotta meet the standards, or no fooling around!"
The phone went dead in Maureen's ear as Lila walked into the room stark naked, drying her ample body with a towel.
Maureen writhed on the bed as she watched the girl dress and leave. The door was barely closed when the redhead opened her dressing gown and threw her arms and legs spread-eagled on the bed. The cool air rushed up the gaping channel of her cunt and added to her aroused state, caused by watching Lila's naked body.
"But I don't want a pussy tonight," she told herself aloud. "I want a cock, a long, stiff hunk of meat I can suck and fuck my brains out on!"
As she lay there, the beautiful redhead's thoughts started to stray. Suddenly she was on a sandy beach, her tits and her cunt being gently caressed by a warm sea breeze.
She was barely conscious of moving her hands slowly over her firmly rounded breasts. She cupped them loving the immediate sensation of her palms against the hardening pink nipples into erect little buds of desire. Her chest was rising and falling slowly. As the fondling of her tingling tits became more rapid, so did her breathing.
Leaving one hand on her breast, she moved the other slowly down across her smooth, flat belly. She wanted to feel her own body, and she began to explore every sensitive part of it with the tips of her fingers. She traced the indented outline of her navel with her fingertips, slowly making circles around and around it, until finally she pushed one finger into the slight impression. After exploring there for a moment, she again moved her hand, downward, toward the curls of her pubic hair.
She drew in a deep breath as her fingertips glided over the silky ends of the hair. Each hair seemed to act like a light electric spark of desire from the contact. She felt mesmerized, like a sexual object to be caressed and played with as she ran her fingers down between her sleek thighs, drawing her long legs up and out as she reached without effort to her knees. Then, ever so slowly, she traced teasing lines down the sensitive flesh of her inner thighs with her nails, coming closer and closer to the wetly throbbing center of her cunt.
"Mmmmmmm, yes, yesss," Maureen hummed as her fingers reached the feverishly quivering lips of her pussy. She was ready. There was a hot moistness fucked inside the hair-lined crevice. She went slowly, parting her tingling furrow with the fingers of both hands, spreading the sensitive layers of hot flesh wide until she felt the cool air against the moistened opening to her aroused young cunt. She was in a dream-like state, but her objective was very clearly defined in her mind. She wanted to have a complete orgasm, one that would be fulfilling and total.
Using the middle finger of her right hand, she pointed it toward the throbbing bud of her clitoris. The delicate nerve-end seemed to grow to her pointing finger until there was contact. Maureen moaned again, feeling a running current of erotic sensation move up her spine to her brain. Each time she fucked her finger across her clit, the pleasure became greater, and she knew that soon she would want to have her finger fucking deep into her burning pussy.
Slowly, she began to grind her lush white buttocks in a rhythmic fuck motion. Her finger lustfully stroked, then lashed, across the nerve-filled bud until she could stand the sweet torment no longer. With one hand, she spread her cuntlips wide apart, and with the other, she tracked the valley of ragged pink flesh until she came to her throbbing opening.
She dipped two fingers together into her hungrily gaping cuntal mouth. The tight elastic opening parted, and the walls of her excited young pussy grasped at the ends of her fingers, pulling them inside. The slickened flesh closed tightly around them and she hung on pins and needles as the jolts of pleasure rippled through her squirming body. Her nerves were all electrically charged, each one needing to be touched and caressed, and the writhing girl groaned loudly as the length of her outstretched fingers finally reached their maximum depth up inside her wildly pulsating pussy.
"Ohhhhh, it's so beautiful, it's so good," she groaned. "But, damniit, it's not good enough!"
She tied her robe as she bolted feverishly from the bed.
"Look out, Riva Morgan," she gasped. "Something's better than nothing!"
Joanie had fully intended to tease Brad Duncan and then tell him that she wasn't the sort of girl who just jumped into bed with a guy the first night she met him.
That's what she intended.
But Brad was so handsome, so intelligent, and so charming that she was finding it very difficult. He had taken her to dinner in a delightful little Italian restaurant, and then up to his penthouse apartment to look out over the lights of the city and have a drink.
Joanie had barely sipped her drink when he took it from her hands and kissed her hungrily. His lips on hers, and his body pressed against hers, was electrifying. She somehow knew that he was the one she wanted over all the others.
And she was sure that he wanted her.
The next thing she knew, she was lying back on the wide sofa with his body partially covering hers. Her lips opened and he licked them greedily. She left them open, like ripe cherries to be fucked, and he explored them, went behind them to her teeth, speared into the delicious warmth of her mouth while her excited breath played over his cheek. His hand slipped inside her plunging neckline to her breast, massaging, stroking, his fingertips closing in on the hardening nipple to caress and roll it teasingly between them.
Joanie moaned quietly beneath his hands, her brain on fire with passion. Desire and his protective warmth made all her doubts fade into the background. She could feel her pussy pulsing and throbbing with a hungering warmth. She couldn't remember the last time she had wanted one man so much. Her body longed for him to bury his hard hot cock into the depths of her wetly throbbing cunt.
"Oh, God, I want you, Joanie. You just don't know how much I want you. I want to do everything for you, and to you."
"How bad do you want me?" Joanie panted. "And once you have me, will you ever want me again?"
"There's only one way to end that out for sure."
She felt his hand slide under the belt of her slacks. It trailed down over the flatness of her belly, down the curving muscles of her hip and thigh, then upward. It slipped under the yielding panties to caress the velvety smooth flesh of her inner thigh, making her gasp with the electric contrast. Under the nylon panties and through the feathery patch of blonde pussy hair to the very lips of her cunt, his fingers lightly teased the narrow, hair-lined slit, then slipped gently inside to find her swelling clit throbbing with passion. Her entire being seemed to revolve around that warmly embedded finger, and Joanie barely knew what was happening as a second finger joined the first and he started fucking her with them.
"We shouldn't," she gasped.
"Yes we should. I want you, and I want to show you how much."
"Ohhhhh, Brad," Joanie groaned as she pulled him tightly to her. She clamped her lips to his, and her wet tongue shot into his mouth with all the fire of a hot poker. Again and again she searched his mouth while he sucked at her tongue. His outstretched forefinger tauntingly circled her clit, finally sliding down through her moistened slit to ram back inside, burying itself in the warmly contracting depths of her excited pussy.
Brad knew that they would fuck that evening. His years of experience with women had given him the patience to let this beautiful and high-strung woman move into sex at her own pace. Now his perseverance was repaying him, bringing her to surrender of her own accord. He was, certain of that now and, as if she had read his mind, her hand suddenly moved down over his waist and stomach, her fingers tentatively wrapping around the throbbing stiffness of his cock through the fabric of his trousers. His throat constricted at the sudden contact.
"Christ!" he gasped, and pressed her voluptuous young body down into the sofa. He pressed one knee between her thighs as she struggled to keep her legs together.
"Oh, darling, wait... no... no... not now!" she pleaded, her fright suddenly returning to her. In that moment, she anxiously remembered other nights, other men, when she had believed herself loved, only to discover later that she had been used for a quick fuck.
Brad's hot breath fanned over the soft flesh of her heaving breasts, and she whimpered again, "Please, darling, we mustn't." She gazed hotly at the face that was kissing and nibbling at her tingling breasts as he pulled her blouse down over her shoulders.
But it was as if she had never spoken. His demanding hands continued to fondle her responding flesh. Brad was aware of nothing but the sexual need leaping like an electric current between their bodies as she gasped aloud to the endless probing of his middle finger deep up inside her hungry cunt, making her writhe feverishly beneath his hand.
"Please, Brad... oh, please! Wait, wait!" she begged, but then she suddenly heard the metallic sound of his zipper. A fraction of a second later, the heat of his hard, fleshy cock was pressing against her upper thigh.
His cock felt so good against her skin that she barely noticed that he had pulled her slacks from her legs. Overpowering waves of excitement surged through her as she lay beneath him without the will to protest any more. She was mesmerized by the physical sensations that were pounding through her aroused body and, when he took her hand and placed it on his pulsating cock, his own hand covering hers, she enclosed her fingers around it and squeezed, sighing in bliss.
She felt the fleshy rigidness gave slightly beneath the pressure of her fingers. His cock was huge. A thrill shivered through her. She had never imagined, never even dared to think that he would be so big, so long and thick that her fingers could barely encircle it. Suddenly she was stroking it wildly, massaging the thick layer of outer skin back and forth over the rock-hard staff of flesh to the same rhythm he was using with his finger deep inside her seething pussy.
There was no turning back now, no struggle left in her. Her whole being trembled with passionate hunger. She squirmed blissfully beneath his extended finger sinking ever deeper into her cunt. She could feel the wetness from her pussy lips moistening the crotch of her panties, even to the cleft between her hungrily rotating buttocks.
His long thick cock jerked in her hand at every stroke and, as he increased the tempo of his finger-fucking up into her tight little pussy, she quickened the movements of her slender fingers over his throbbingly erect shaft of flesh, feeling it swell and grow unbelievably harder.
She groaned in disappointment as his finger slipped from her steaming cuntal channel. Then she lay quietly on the sofa when she realized that Brad was trying to slip her panties off her hips, down her long, shapely legs.
But then, as he suddenly squirmed on top of her body, she stiffened and fought his desperate efforts to pry open her legs. Her thighs clamped together tightly, clasping his hot cock between them, while he struggled frantically above her to get the blood-filled tip of his prick into the quivering mouth of her pussy.
"Darling, wait! Oh God, Brad, stop!" she cried up at him, her teeth clenched angrily as she writhed and struggled with every ounce of resistance she could muster, holding his cock tightly between her fingers and clenched thighs as he strained to penetrate her.
Its smooth head splayed apart the soft wet lips of her pussy, inching forward from the power and weight of his lustful attempt to enter her. She squirmed furiously beneath him until she felt his prick begin a wild jerking within her clutching fingers, and heard his startled gasp of ecstasy.
He groaned huskily into her ear, and then she felt the thick hot stream of his sperm shoot from his lust-bloated cockhead to saturate her vaginal lips and surrounding pussy hair. Within seconds she was coated with the warm liquid spurting wetly down between her legs to moisten the sofa beneath her buttocks.
She lay perfectly still and held him tightly, feeling his body convulse on top of her while his cock pumped in her hand. Finally, he collapsed over her, his still jerking cock rapidly going limp in her hand.
It was then she sensed a feeling of having cheated herself. The pouting lips of her pussy, now drenched in Brad's cum, still throbbed hungrily and her breasts tingled in unfulfilled desire.
"I'm sorry, baby," Brad groaned. "Jesus, it was all so fast. I've never done that before, you just made me so damn hot, I guess."
My God, Joanie thought, HE was sorry! It was me who wouldn't let him in, and he's telling me he's sorry because he juiced all over my belly.
"It's all fight, darling," she purred. "That is, it's all right... if... if..."
"If what?" He looked down at her adoringly. "If you love me."
"I do. Oh God, Joanie, I do."
"Do you want me again?"
"Tomorrow, and every day from then on."
He kissed her and she mumbled something about him taking her home. Joanie knew that if she stayed in that apartment another hour she would fuck him for sure. And that would never do.
They dressed and he drove her back to her apartment house. After a torrid goodnight kiss, he returned to the car and Joanie watched his tail lights until they disappeared.
Then she trotted down the steps and turned up the street toward her favorite singles' bar.
Chapter Five
"Riva?"
"Yes." The girl's voice was muffled and very nasal through the door.
"It's me -- Maureen. Can I come in?"
"Sure."
Maureen entered the room and walked directly to the bed. "How are you feeling?"
"Lousy. I just tried to eat and I couldn't taste a thing."
"Nothing?" Maureen said, and stood beside the bed so that her cunt, beneath the gown, was on a direct line with Riva's face. "I'll bet there's one thing you can taste."
"What?"
"Pussy," the redhead said, and pulled her dressing gown wide open to reveal her rust-colored triangle to Riva's startled eyes.
Riva smiled. Her eyes roamed from Maureen's heavy, dark-tipped breasts down to the dark vee between her legs and back again. "Even as sick as I am, just looking at a cunt is driving me crazy. How did you know I was lying here horny as hell?"
"I didn't," Maureen laughed. "But I was hoping!"
"My pussy's on fire, Maureen."
"Good!" the redhead cooed. "Look, honey, I'll just blow you a little and..."
"Oh, no, you won't."
"Why not?"
"Because it'd drive me out of my mind, that's why."
"What's wrong with that?"
"Nothing, except that I wouldn't be able to lie still. You think I could just lie here like a log while you sucked me off? God, Maureen! Ten seconds after you got your tongue in there, I'd be flopping all over the damn bed. I'd get all worn out and start sweating, and the first thing you know, I'd have pneumonia!"
"Gee, I hadn't thought of that."
Then Riva laughed. "But that doesn't mean we can't fuck each other!" She reached beneath the bed and pulled out a vibrator. "Look what I've got!"
She turned the vibrator over in her hand. It was about nine inches long and an inch and a half wide, shaped and colored exactly like a cock. From the base and a short length of cord connected with a flexible rubber cylinder about five inches long.
"I hope the batteries are still good," she said, and flipped the switch in the base. The vibrator began to hum and throb in her hand, and the rubber cylinder suddenly seemed to have a life of its own.
"Beautiful," Maureen giggled. "We can fuck each other at the same time!" She reached out and gingerly pulled the covers from Riva's body.
The girl was dressed in bra and panties, and Maureen openly appraised her body with desire-filled eyes. Riva spread her legs wide and raised her knees a little. The small pink slit in the dark pelt was glistening wet and the hair around it was matted and sticky-looking. The scent of cunt perfume was so irresistible that Maureen leaned forward to inhale it. The temptation to go even further, to glue her mouth to the juicy little slit, was almost overpowering, but she steeled herself and drew back.
"DO YOU want that asshole thing up you, too, honey?" she asked.
"Might as well," Riva said. "I need all the help I can get!"
"Well, I'd better stick that in first, I guess. You got any Vaseline?"
"Just use some of my pussy juice. I don't want it too slippery in there."
Maureen slipped the blunt end of the cylinder into Riva's streaming cunt, then moved it back to her asshole. Gently, she began pushing it into the opening.
"Ouch!"
"Sorry. Would you rather not have it up you?"
"Na, no! I want it! Just shove it in all at once!"
Maureen hesitated, then pushed. The vibrator jammed all the way into Riva's ass, so that her asshole closed over the butt end, leaving only the cord protruding from the fucked brawn hole.
"AHHHHHHH! Ahhhhhh, that's good!"
"It didn't hurt?"
"Sure it hurt! It feels wonderful! Oh God, that thing's churning up a storm! It's like a swarm of bees in there!"
"It really feels good?"
"Terrific!"
"God, doin' this to you has made me hotter than hell! When you're well, I'm gonna eat your cunt right out from between your legs!"
"I can't wait! Ohhhh, that thing in my ass feels so good!"
"You ready for the vibrator itself now?"
"Yeah -- hurry!"
"Not so fast, honey, I want to tease you with it a little first." Maureen put the tip of the vibrator against Riva's juicing slit and rubbed it lightly against the swollen pink lips, running it up and down, up and down, pushing it little by little between the lips.
"Good?" she asked.
"Oh, my God!" Riva breathed. "Push it all the way in, Maureen!"
Maureen pushed the buzzing, throbbing instrument slowly up Riva's pussy until she felt it come to a stop against her womb.
"More!" Riva shouted. "Shove it all the way up me!"
"That's as far as it will go, honey."
"Try!"
"You've got it all the way, I tell you!"
"Ohhhh, it's good, it's just so damn good, baby!"
Maureen pushed out her lower lip in a mock pout. "As good as my tongue would be?"
"Don't be silly. Of course it isn't. But it's good. Oh God, but it's good!"
"It looks like you're loving it," Maureen gasped, feeling wild sensations surging through her own pussy as she watched Riva gyrate her cunt around the vibrator.
"You've got to try it, Maureen honey. Just as soon as I come. You'll love it!"
Maureen looked at the shiny red pussy lips stretched so tightly around the prick-like vibrator, watching the cunt juice pumping from the bottom of Riva's distended slit and trickling down her asshole. The juice was literally dripping from Riva's ass to the sheet below; there was already a good-sized puddle of it there, and it was getting larger by the second.
The redhead felt a twinge of envy. She'd always been proud of the way her own cunt juiced so freely, but she'd never been capable of actually pouring, the way Riva was doing now. It must be wonderful to have the stuff practically squirt out of you like that! she thought.
Thinking about sipping the honeyed nectar from Riva's pussy, coupled with the sight and smell, was almost more than Maureen could bear. She forced her eyes away from between the other girl's legs for a moment in an effort to control herself.
God, she was horny. And now she realized that the mouth-watering aroma of Riva's steaming cunt had been joined by the equally delectable scent of her own. And her nipples, now swollen and erect, were screaming to be sucked.
She put her hand between her legs, cupping her drenched cunt for a moment before she inserted a finger. Then, glancing again at the humming vibrator between Riva's widely spread legs, she had an idea. Raising one knee, she withdrew her dripping finger from her slit and worked it slowly into her asshole, forcing it up her rectum as far as she could. Then she slid her thumb into her pussy, and began to rock her hand back and forth, spearing first her cunt, then her ass.
The sensation was delicious. She pressed her knees together so that her cunt and rectum would squeeze more tightly onto her thumb and forefinger, and began to fuck herself as hard and fast as she could. God, it was good. It wouldn't surprise her if she came before Riva did!
To Riva, lying back against the pillows with her eyes shut and a blissful expression on her beautiful face, the vibrator and its asshole attachment had been a salvation. She had needed someone to fuck around with, and Maureen had happened along at the perfect time.
Riva began to massage her breasts, kneading the fine mounds roughly, dragging her palms across the stiff tips, moaning with the added thrill she was giving herself.
God, she thought, how she wished she were sucking Maureen's pussy. How wonderful it would be if the redhead would get over her, with her cunt pressed against her face, while at the same time the vibrator and its attachment worked away in her cunt and ass. It was almost enough to make a girl come, just thinking about it!
She was squeezing her tits so hard now that they hurt; but they hurt good, and she squeezed even harder, at the same time pinching her nipples savagely, rolling first one, then the other between thumb and forefinger, drawing her tits out as far as she could, then mashing them almost flat, grinding them against herself with as much pressure as she could bring to bear on them. But at last the pain began to outweigh the pleasure, and she relaxed her grip, merely cupping her tits in her palms and rotating her hands slowly and gently, marveling at how incredibly hard and big her nipples were. Against her palms, they felt like two live coals.
The vibrator had brought her to the very edge of orgasm, and had kept her there. It was an exquisite state to be in; in fact, it was, in its way, almost as good as coming. After all, anticipation was nine-tenths of sex anyhow, and this feeling of being on the very edge of a come was wonderful beyond belief.
And the nicest thing about it was the fact that she could stretch the sensation out as long as she wanted to. She could sort of store things up until, when she finally did decide to let herself come, it would be like a volcano erupting.
Riva had been aware of the scent of Maureen's cunt juice for some time, but now she noticed the squishy sound of finger-in-pussy. She opened her eyes to see what the other girl was doing.
Maureen was stabbing both her cunt and asshole with abandon, rocking back and forth in ecstasy, her head bent forward so that she could watch her pistoning fingers, the heavy mane of her red hair swung forward in front of her face, swaying slightly with the rapid movement of her wrist and hand. She was, Riva knew, lost in a world other own.
Riva watched her for a moment, smiling. Maureen was so beautiful, so sweet. It must be terrible for her to have a pussy so near, and yet not be able to eat it. It was too bad there wasn't another girl in the worn for her to suck.
Suddenly there was a scream from Maureen and she fell to the bed alongside Riva.
"OH SHIT, I'M GONNA COME! I'M GONNA COME SO FUCKING GOOD!" the redhead shouted.
Riva stared at her, fascinated. There was nothing more beautiful than seeing another woman in the throes of orgasm, and Maureen was especially beautiful as she wildly fucked her own cunt and asshole.
The sight of Maureen in the throes of her passion almost took Riva's mind off the mounting ecstasy in her own cunt and rectum. Then, suddenly, she realized that the vibrator and its asshole attachment had slipped up on her, and that she, too, was on the very edge of orgasm.
"Maureen!" she shrieked. "FUCK ME!"
Maureen looked at her, her eyes glazed, her full red mouth moist and slack. Between her legs, her thumb and forefinger stabbed her cunt and asshole mercilessly.
"Please, honey, I want you to fuck me! With the vibrator. I want to come when you do!"
Moaning softly, the redhead reached down with her free hand, grasped the protruding butt of the instrument and began to plunge it in and out of Riva's cunt, meanwhile continuing to fuck herself as fast as she could.
"OHHHHHHH," Riva sighed. "Oh, God, honey, DO IT HARDER!"
Maureen was rocking back and forth in her excitement, working both hands faster and faster, moaning constantly, lower lip caught between her small white teeth, her eyes tightly shut and her creamy body shone with sweat.
"Oh, God!" Maureen cried. "I'm there -- I'M COMINNNNNG!"
Riva, too, was coming, and the headlong rush of her orgasm was so powerful she felt as if she were paralyzed. Even in her wildest sex fantasies, she had never been able to imagine anything like the electrifying sensation she was now experiencing. It was as if her entire being had become just one big, tremendous orgasm, an orgasm that was now exploding in her cunt and her nipples and her ass.
She came steadily, with ever-increasing force, until she thought she would go insane with the unbearable pleasure of it.
And then, with a cry of utter ecstasy, Maureen let go of the vibrator and collapsed on the bed beside Riva, shuddering with the violence of her own orgasm, moaning with delight, her sweat-damp body going rigid time after time as she came again and again.
But at last both girls lay still, breathing heavily, neither of them able to move or speak. A minute went by, then another. Finally, with a long sigh, Maureen sat up and crawled over between Riva's widely spread legs.
"I've got to eat you, Riva honey -- I've got to!"
"Yes, yes, do it," Riva sighed. "I don't give a shit if I do get pneumonia. Eat me and then I'll get you off again with my tongue!"
Joanie ordered a drink and rubbed her pussy against the barstool as she checked out the available studs around the bar.
Out of the corner of her eye, she could see a man at the next table looking her over. Crossing her legs, she allowed the hem of her black dress to climb higher on her thighs. She could see him smile longingly as his gaze traveled up and down the length of her sculptured legs.
Coyly dropping her hand down to one exposed thigh, she began drawing tiny circles on her tanned skin with the tips of her fingers. Checking to make sure that only her unknown admirer was watching, she drew her hand along her nylon-clad flesh, moving it steadily to the building heat of her pussy.
She was glad she hadn't worn any panties as she turned slightly to the man sitting at the next table. She could feel the cool air caressing her cunt lips, and knew that he had a perfect view.
She was pleased to see her one-man audience stare intently as she shoved a long finger into the folds of her cunt. Though it was difficult, Joanie managed to keep a straight face as she began pumping her hand in and out of her pink, moist cunt.
Lifting her hand from between her legs, she brought the sweetly coated fingers to her lips, and began licking her juices off with long strokes of her tongue. As her mouth filled with the delicious taste of her own pussy, Joanie uncrossed her legs and spread them just as far as she could. With a warm, inviting smile curling the corners of her mouth, she displayed the wet folds.
The handsome stranger was grinning from ear to ear now and stoking his cock through his trousers. She returned his grin and mouthed the words, "I'll leave, you follow me. Okay?"
He nodded vigorously and Joanie slipped off the stool. She quickly pulled her dress into place and took a deep breath to accent the already looming expanse of her tits.
Rolling her hips like a hooker looking for a customer, she sailed past the man at the adjoining table. As she walked toward the exit, she could feel his eyes burning through the material pulled taut across the rounded fullness of her buttocks. Glancing over her back, she smiled as she saw her admirer paying his bill and following her out of the bar.
Chapter Six
The apartment door slammed behind them and Joanie turned and melted into his arms. "I'm Joanie," she cooed. "Kiss me and tongue-fuck my mouth."
"Where's the bedroom, Joanie?"
"In there."
"My name is Bob," he smiled. "Let's go."
He stripped as he walked. By the time he reached the bedroom, he was down to his shorts.
"Now that's what I like. No bullshit. A nun of action," Joanie sighed.
She walked towards him, her hips swaying sensuously in the dress. As she stopped in front of him, she breathed deeply, sending two mounds of creamy flesh bulging above the low neckline of her dress.
"Kiss me, Bob," she breathed. "Kiss me and then fuck me!"
Her parted red lips and even white teeth drew him to her. At contact, her lips parted even more. She drew his tongue into her mouth and caressed it with hers. She moved behind him and wiggled in such a way that the slit in her skirt parted just short of revealing her cunt mound.
Bob felt her leg entwine around his. She slid herself to the very edge until his rising hard-on was against her warm crotch.
Joanie took his hand and guided into the front of her dress until his fingers felt tub solid erectness of her large nipple. He moved his hips slightly until the hard line of his prick was pressed even more firmly against her. She lustfully returned the pressure. He squeezed the nipple until a little groan of pleasure and pain escaped from her throat.
"Mmmmmmm, yesssss," she murmured, and fumbled with his shorts. At last she had his cock out and in her hand. Carefully, she lifted her skirt and guided his big dick towards the waiting, wet folds of her pussy. She began to massage the thick skin back and forth, up and down the hard shaft.
Bob's fingers slid into her wet gash. "Let's take this off."
"Okay," Joanie said, and wiggled from his grasp. The dress fell away as she pirouetted toward the bed.
She arched her back and unsnapped her bra. The white cups fell from her breasts, and she stood for a moment with the red tips pointing directly at the handsome stranger. Then she hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her slip and removed it in one easy, graceful motion, throwing it on the dresser beside her. She caressed her full rounded hips with her palms, lightly, wantonly, still smiling at him. Then without a word she lay down on the king-size bed, stretching like a cat, spreading her limbs.
Bob stared at her beauty. She was a seductive woman, no denying that, and his breath sucked in from the sudden excitement of her abandoned pose.
He quickly yanked off his shorts and flopped on the bed beside her. "Jesus, I don't get it."
"What?"
"A beautiful woman like you, picking me up in a bar!"
"I almost got balled tonight by my boyfriend. But he came too fast -- all over my belly. It made me hot, and now I need a cock -- any cock. Does that answer your question?"
"It sure does."
"Then let's fuck, uh, Bob, wasn't it?"
"Yeah. Bob," he gasped as she lay back against the pillow, her arms begging far him, her legs moving up and down, her toes digging into the spread, lashes shadowing her cheeks as she closed her eyes.
"Lover," she whispered softly. "Hurry, please, lover, now." She squirmed her buttocks down into the mattress, enjoying the effect her actions were having on him, enjoying the teasing exhibition of her body and the secret satisfaction of the power she held over him.
Bob rolled to a kneeling position and looked don at her naked form. His thick, blood-engorged cock stood out hugely from his groin.
"Beautiful, lover," Joanie cooed. "You've got a big cock. I hope you know how to use it! You ready?"
"I'm ready, baby. Ready right now!" Bob grinned down at her. He roamed his hands over her, playing over her thighs and breasts. They stopped to tweak her nipples into rock-hard firmness, and then he ran a finger down the valley between the high-set firm white breasts. He marveled at how magnificent they were.
Between her long, tapering legs he could clearly see the soft pubic down which covered her pink cuntal slit. Her pussy glistened wetly in the light, her sexual excitement secreting droplets which formed like dew on her pubic fur.
Bob leaned forward, unable to control himself any longer, and crushed his mouth against her groin, trying to suck up every sweet flowing drop of her pussy juices, brushing his tongue against her cunt lips with yearning heat. Joanie moaned and brought her thighs up sharply to stop him.
Her arms encircled his head and pulled him upward along her body toward her warm mouth, opened wide with desire. "Kiss me on the lips, lover," she whispered. "Not down there -- not yet!"
Bob didn't resist. He allowed himself to be moved up the length of her luscious body and ground his lips onto hers. He held her tight to him and felt her warm body as it undulated uncontrollably beneath him, her soft belly and pelvis grinding against his cock until it throbbed with hardness.
"Oh, lover, lover," she moaned. "God, I need you so bad!"
"You got me, baby," he managed to reply. One of his legs slipped snugly between her open thighs, and she rubbed her soft hairy cunt against him.
He kissed her passionately and she raised her thigh to press hard against his exposed crotch. His cock seeped from her touch, its tip being massaged by the light brush of her warm, smooth skin. It jerked, jumping as though it were ready to spew it's hot cum already. He ran his tongue deep into her mouth and she sucked it eagerly, nibbling it with her slurp teeth, sending new shock waves of lust through him.
The thought of what lay before him, of what would happen when he entered her luscious cunt and began to pound his huge cock to a fulfilling explosion, raced through his brain.
"Bring it up here," Joanie moaned. "Bring your cock up here and stick it in my mouth!"
"You bet your ass I will," Bob groaned, his mind still whirling with his good fortune.
He straddled his legs across her hips and worked his way up until his naked buttocks were resting against her heaving breasts, her nipples digging into his flesh. He inched forward slightly, grasping her head with his hands and lifting it upward until the throbbing head of his prick was only inches away from her mouth. With his thumb on her chin, he parted her lips and inched his cock between their warm, sensual softness.
Her lips clasped down around the tip of the rubbery head, her tongue teasing the tiny slit. He flexed his hips slightly back and forth until tiny droplets of fluid oozed from his lust-inflamed prick and seeped on the tip of her tongue. He could feel warm air from her nostrils pushing hotly against it as she breathed on it gently.
The sight of her lips pressing against the tip of his cock sent him into a wild, urgent need for all of her mouth. He placed his hand on the back of her head, pressing it onto his cock. Her lips parted, stretching over the head, then letting it penetrate into her warm mouth. The feel of his shaft sinking into her quickly drove Bob to the brink of excitement. But he wasn't sure how she'd react to the surprise of his cock firing into her throat. A short squirt escaped without warning; he was unable to stop it.
"Don't come yet!" Joanie cried, lifting her face from his jerking prick. "I want you to suck me first, then fuck me! Suck me, lover, please! Suck my pussy!"
The young stranger was only too happy to oblige. He moved his knees inside her thighs and pushed them apart. Then he crawled between them, his knees pressing against hers, his face panting a few inches above her perfumed pussy. His mouth watered as his eyes looked down at it rotating sensuously, expectantly, just below his lips.
Through narrowed eyes, Joanie watched the figure crouching between her widespread legs. She could feel the palms of his hands pushing against the softness of her inner thighs, holding them wide apart. Her love-starved pussy was totally naked and open to him to do with as he pleased. She watched in dream-like wonder as his head lowered slowly and his lips made a sudden moist contact with her sensitive cuntal flesh.
"Ooohhhhh," she purred as his face disappeared from view deep between her thighs as he planted wet, tickling kisses on her cuntal mouth, his tongue fucking like lightning at her quivering opening.
Her hands moved over her own breasts and slid slowly down her tautly rounded belly, coming to rest on either side of her hips. Her fingers stroked softly for a moment in the flexing hollows of her inner thighs, then slowly spread the pulsating folds of her cunt apart, allowing his warm, wet lips total freedom to feast on her cunt flesh.
Her elbows pressed tightly against her ribs and her head lolled in uncontrollable ecstasy from side to side on the pillow as his hotly searing tongue shot out, its tantalizing tip circling her quivering clitoris. A second later his cheeks hollowed as he sucked upward, drawing the warm soft folds of her pussy into the hot cavern of his mouth.
Joanie groaned huskily from deep in her throat as his probing tongue worked its wet way up and down the length of her hair-lined furrow, starting at the lower belly and pressuring its way down, down over the pink ridges of her clasping cuntal flesh and into the crevice of her flexing buttocks where it fucked teasingly between her ass cheeks. Her hips ground uncontrollably up off the bed beneath her, soft mewling sounds streaming from between her clenched teeth.
Hungrily, Bob feasted on her cunt as her soft pubic hair brushed against his cheeks. A feeling of power soared in him as he watched her squirm and groan in wild abandon under the lustful ministrations of his tongue.
"OH SHIT, I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT!" Joanie shrieked her encouragement, and then suddenly dropped her voice to a whisper. "Take it, lover -- take it all. Tongue-fuck the juice right out of my pussy!"
Her abandoned groans drove his tongue faster as it licked its way up and down her hotly steaming cunt. He wanted her begging for it when he was ready to ram it to her, and she was almost there. He had never seen anyone so hot. She needed it bad, that was obvious. And she was getting it. Shit, this was only the beginning!
Bob chuckled obscenely as he felt her hands clawing at his thick hair, guiding his face to the quivering opening of her pussy. He ran his tongue into her warm, succulent flesh, licking at it for a moment, and then quickly withdrawing it to tease around the ragged pink edges. He let her force him this time, pressing his mouth directly over the tight little hole up between her squirming legs.
As his lips rounded and covered the opening, he thrust his tongue deep into it, bringing a low guttural moan from the girl whose thighs closed convulsively around either side of his bobbing head. He could feel her wet pussy flesh slip moistly around his long extended tongue as the walls of her invaded cunt opened and closed in a sucking motion, attempting to pull him deeper and deeper inside. It felt as though the nibbling, hair-lined mouth would yank his tongue out by the roots, devouring it alive.
Joanie's heels pushed down against his back, pressing his body into the pink flesh trap until he couldn't breathe, his nose mashed tightly against her tiny hardened clitoris above, breathing in the pungent odor of her liquid passion. It forced his prick to a hardness that he could no longer control. He had to fuck this hot little bitch now or he would come all over the bed.
Joanie's body was lost in the fire of the moment. Every muscle was tensed as she strained her hips upward toward the maddening wet probe between her legs. She had never expected him to be this good.
Her hungering lust for him caused her legs to open and close around the tormenting head that was licking gluttonously at her searing cunt. The cords of her neck stood out as she pulled with all her strength against the tangled hair of his head.
"OH! OHHH, SUCK ME! YESSSSSS! LICK THAT PUSSY-SUCK MEEEEE!" she screamed, splaying her legs wider and wider to give him greater access to her pulsating cunt.
Bob's thick, rigid cock brushed against her pussy hair as he planted his hands on either side of her shoulders. A second later her ankles lacked tightly behind his neck. Now he could look down between their entwined bodies and see her upturned pussy completely exposed to him, completely at his mercy.
Her coral-hued little cunt-slit was throbbing in invitation, the hair-lined furrow held wide apart by the pressure of his thighs pressed tightly against hers.
"YES! YES! NOW, FUCK ME! STICK YOUR COCK CLEAR UP TO MY TITS!"
The blunt head of his long, hard prick slid up and down between her widespread buttocks in a maddening tease that caused the aroused young blonde to twist her hips downward toward it, her cock-hungry cunt searching desperately for its hard, blood-filled tip.
She had to have it in her! Her belly screamed for it!
Joanie reached her hands in and down underneath the grinding cheeks of her naked ass to grasp the throbbing length of his stone-hard cock. Her fingers closed lovingly and she began to stroke it in something like reverence. She could feel its spasmodic jerking against her palms and the fluid that oozed in impatient dribbles from the blood-inflated head.
She guided it up between her spread thighs, not letting it lose contact with her flesh until it was poised between the quivering, lust-inflamed lips of her cunt. She held it there with one hand and placed the other on his tensed buttocks, drawing with all her strength to pull his wonderful hardness into her and let it drown the gnawing heat that burned out of control in her belly.
Then, without warning, Bob shoved his hips forward, ramming the passion-swollen head of his cock through her tightly quivering cuntal opening. He felt the elastic mouth of her cunt stretching, then giving way before the pressure to slide over his throbbing tip and ensheath it in a warm, liquid tightness.
"Jesus, Christ, you're huge!" Joanie wailed. "You're tearing up my fucking insides! GO EASY!"
"Easy, shit, honey. You wanted cock -- well, here it is!" Again he lunged into her cunt.
"AAAAAhhhh!" she wailed as the blood-filled cockhead plunged into her pussy like a fist of hot steel. She clamped down with her stomach muscles to grip it tightly, hoping to restrain any further entry.
He did ease off momentarily, stopping when the head of his giant prick was trapped inside the heated opening of her quivering cuntal passage. She hadn't expected his entry to be so sudden and brutal, and she tensed in automatic response, her muscles trying in vain to expel his hot hardness. It only made it worse, as the sensations it gave him made him even more anxious to have the full, hard throbbing length of his prick buried completely up inside her rippling belly.
He held back for only a second, then shoved his hips forward again, plowing his lust-thickened shaft farther up inside the liquid heat of her cunt. The thick mushroom-like knob of his cock spread the velvety walls of her cunt like a bulldozer cutting through sand.
"Uhhhhh! Oh! Aaagghh!" Joanie shrieked as he savagely rammed deeper and deeper into her expanding passage.
Bob didn't know what possessed him, but the pressure in his aching balls had become unbearable. He had to have his cock in her right away, all the way! He tried to hold back, forcing it slowly so she could adjust to the new angle, but it took more will power than he possessed. He felt sure he would come before he had his throbbing hardness embedded all the way inside her tightly clasping pussy.
When Joanie finally let go of his prick with her hand, he was free to drive the rest of the way up into her belly. Slamming his hips forward with all his pent-up strength, he brutally thrust his huge cock into her slick passage. His cum-filled balls smacked loudly into her quivering thighs.
The force of his thrust nearly lifted the young blonde clear off the bed. She cried out in confused pain when his lust-swollen cockhead scraped into her cervix and her head was bounced back against the wall.
"Shit!" Bob yelled. "I can't get it all the way in this way! Roll over!"
He pulled his meat from her pussy and used his hands on her hips to flip her over on her belly.
"You son-of-a-bitch, don't you dare shove that thing up my ass! You're too fucking big!"
"Don't worry, honey," Bob chuckled. "I just want your cunt!"
Her ass seemed to jump backward when his enormous prick didn't plunge right back into her pussy. Then his cockhead found the slit and his meat was sliding in. Three inches. He lunged. Six inches. He was halfway there. Then, with a wild animal growl, he drove all the way home into her cunt -- a full twelve inches.
"AAARRRGGGHHHH!" Joanie screamed as he split her in two.
As he pulled her ass back toward him and sawed his huge prick in and out of her cunt, Bob moved his hands over the white mounds of her ass. He rammed his thumbs down into her ass crease and spread her cheeks wide.
He saw her tiny pink anus, fucking with each stroke of his rigidly plundering cock in her inflamed pussy. Without breaking his rhythm, he worked his middle finger down into the sweat-streaked crevice, then placed his fingertip against the fucking little hole. Slowly, he began to probe and worm it into the tight, elastic-like ring leading to her anal passage.
"Oh, God! Wha-what are you doing?" She was confused by the mixture of pleasure/pain she was feeling as she grunted in helplessness.
Involuntarily, she lifted her undulating buttocks to the worming finger, trying to screw it down inside her hot rectal passage as a new wave of passion swept through her. The tight restricting anal muscle suddenly popped open with a sucking sound that thrilled her. His finger entered.
He shoved deeper, the finger sliding in up to his first knuckle. Instead of lurching away, she screwed her lust-fired buttocks back onto it. He accommodated her eager pussy ramming deep up into the warm, buttery depths of her rectum. Joanie moaned lustfully and ground her ass back hard onto his finger.
"Yeah, that's it, sweetheart, I love it," Bob growled. "Fuck my cock and fuck my finger at the same time. I love it -- I love you!"
Joanie grunted over and over as the turning, rotating finger drove in to the hilt. She shoved back against it while at the same time trying to absorb even more of his hot, throbbing cock into her screaming belly.
He plunged his finger down hard into her rubbery asshole until he could drive it no further, and the second shaft in her body was like an added prick to her ecstasy. She lewdly raised her excited buttocks up to his twin assault to take his finger and swollen cock deep inside her passion-inflamed belly.
Bob could feel his skewing cock through the thin wall of flesh that separated her rear channel from her cuntal passage as he wormed his finger around in the heated depths of her asshole. Each twist made the naked blonde scream a muffled cry into the mattress. She writhed abandonment, grinding her ass cheeks back against the two impaling instruments, her ravished rectal channel now an inferno of sensual pleasure.
"Oooohhh, yesssss! Fuck me! Good! FUCK MEEEEEE!"
The wards seemed to pour out uncontrollably, as though someone else were doing the pleading.
It was more than the handsome stranger could stand. His lust raged out of control. He had never seen such raw sensuality before, and in spite of his efforts to hold back, he was suddenly insane with raw, animal passion. His churning, cum-swollen balls felt as if they were ballooning out of his sac as his sperm made the erotic dash up his cock shaft.
The head of his huge prick pulsed inside her passage as he drove his wildly jerking cock to maximum depth, and his hot semen burst like a shot from the inflamed tip. He was lost in the incredible sensations of his own climax as his white-hot cum fired repeatedly up into her quivering belly.
"I'm coming, dammit -- take it! Take it all!"
His cock jetted hotly into her seething cunt. He settled into a series of short, quick, almost painful jabs. Each one ended with a wad of cream being gushed deep into her belly.
"I can feel it -- I can feel your cum going into me!" Joanie cried. "More, more... give me all of it!"
The sound of her voice acted as a catalyst. Thinking that his climax was almost at an end, Bob found renewed strength and began pounding and shoving himself into her all over again.
"I'm coming -- I'M COMING LIKE HELL!" Joanie shrieked in ecstasy.
"Come, baby -- COME!"
"YESSSSSS!"
Her voice was a siren of released passion as her pussy spewed out its honeyed juices. It flowed in steady lines down her inner thighs and gushed outward around his jerking cock to bathe his balls in its stickiness.
At last, with a groan of total satisfaction, Bob pulled his cock and his finger from Joanie's body and rolled to her side.
"Baby, you were wonderful," he whispered in her ear. "You all right?"
"I'm fine, just fine," Joanie sighed in ecstasy. She could feel his cum oozing from her pussy lips. When she slid from the bed, it spewed out of her pink slit and trickled down her inner thighs clear to her knees.
"Was it good for you?"
"It was the best I've ever had."
"Me too," he replied, and turned her face to his. "I hope I can come back for seconds. Whatta you think?"
"I think," Joanie said, wrapping her fingers around his semi-hard cock, "I'm in love."
Chapter Seven
His full name was Robert Townsend. And Joanie was sure she was in love with him. For the next three days they were together constantly. He was the most sexual man Joanie had ever met, and she made sure that he found her to be the most sexual woman he would ever know.
If they were in the apartment, Joanie never wore clothes. Bob couldn't help himself; he wanted to attack her constantly. If they were in the car, she would unzip his pants, pull out his cock, and give him a blow job before they got to their destination.
And during that three days Joanie had to field telephone calls from Brad Duncan.
"Hi, honey, this is Brad. How about tonight?"
"Oh, Jeez, I'm sorry but I can't. I'm going to have to take a flight."
"But I thought you had a week off."
"Oh, I did. But, see, my roommate got sick."
"Can't talk now. Bye, gotta fly!"
She replaced the receiver and turned to look into Bob's smiling face. "You little liar."
"Well," she shrugged, "what the hell. You don't want him over here bothering us, do you?"
"Who was it? One of your lovers?"
"One of my ex-lovers," Joanie replied, swinging her naked tits from side to side as she crossed the room towards him. "The one who blew all over my belly instead of in my pussy!"
"Then he's no competition," Bob said, and pulled her down to the floor beside him. "I love you."
"I love you, too. Want to fuck me?"
"Love to."
"Have to be a quickie. My roommate gets back off her Denver trip in less than an hour."
Bob laughed. "So what? If she walks in on us, she can just join in! You'll have to admit, I've got enough cock for two."
"That's not a very good joke!" Joanie cried, wrenching her body from his grip.
"Okay, okay," he said, letting a serious mask fall across his face. "I'm sorry. Now come here and sit on this before it explodes from just looking at your sweet pussy!"
"I thought you said you were hungry," Joanie giggled. "Are you too hungry to fuck?"
"Yeah, I'm hungry, but I want you more than I've ever waited anything. I can't think of anything else but you!"
"Then I want to take care of you first, darling. I'm hungry, too, but I've been hungry before and it didn't kill me. And I'll be honest with you, Bob. I think I'll have a hell of a lot less chance of being hungry again as long as first things come first between us. When you want me, then that's first -- any way and any time you want me comes first. Always remember that. Any way and any time you want to get it off, all you have to do is let me know and I'll take care of it for you. Okay?"
Bob looked down into her eyes and was suddenly clasping her in his arms. Her soft, warm lips opened under his, and her warm tongue wriggled into his mouth, sliding back and forth along the edges of his teeth.
Then she was pulling away from him, racing toward the bedroom. "C'mon!"
When he got to the bedroom, she was lying on the bed waiting for him. She shook her head and waved him back as he started to storm across the mattress toward her. "No, darling, wait a minute! Wait a minute and look at me. Look at what you're going to get, darling."
Bob froze on the edge of the mattress and looked down at her naked body. "I don't want to look," he growled. "I want to fuck you." He devoured her with his eyes nevertheless.
"Look at me -- look at my pussy! Look at what you can have forever, darling... if you want it."
"You little bitch," he groaned, "you know I want it!"
Joanie rolled over onto her back, again escalating his hunger for her body into fiery lust.
"Now feel me, darling. Put your hands on me and feel me!"
Bob's cock bobbed rigidly in front of him in an almost painful erection. The head throbbed and trembled as he put his shaking hands to her flesh. He cupped one of her perfect tits and thrilled to the silky texture of the soft skin. She put her hand on his, pressing it harder into her breast.
"Suck on them, darling," she cooed. "Suck on them and bite them!"
She squeezed one full tit toward his lips and arched her back. The warm, musky taste of her skin filled his mouth as he sucked hungrily on her nipple and ran a path around it with his tongue.
"Bite harder -- bite it as hard as you want to! I don't care if it hurts, darling! Bite me and squeeze me as hard as you want to!"
Nervous tremors raced through him as the urge to ravage her beautiful young body seized him. He swung his hips between her splayed thighs and drove his cock up her cunt in one magnificent lunge.
"Oh, yes, yes, take me! TAKE MY CUNT!"
"Fuck back, Joanie. Fuck back on my dick!"
"Push, honey, push! FILL ME!"
He hunched forward again and the head of his huge cock found the pit of her cunt.
The sensations racing through Joanie suddenly escalated to sheer ecstasy, and she uttered a long, deep sigh. "Ohhhh, yes, darling, that's it -- you're in me now! You're in me now and you can fuck me! Fuck me, darling, fuck me all you want to!"
He settled down on her and cupped her firm buttocks in his hands. She wrapped her legs around him, stroking her fingers through his hair. The feel of his cock sliding in and out of her tight pussy made the sensations within her rocket to ever higher levels. He began thrusting harder, forcing his huge cock into her. She steeled herself and held her knees far apart as the enormous prick probed deeper. Lustful murmurs erupted from her throat with each driving thrust. His cock was soon gliding into her up to the thick part of the shaft, and he began fucking her with long, hard strokes. A moment later all of his glorious cock was going into her, and she slid into a numb, dizzy haze of ecstasy.
Every nerve in her body tinged as he withdrew his cock until only the head of it was in her, then drove it back into her until his balls were pressing against her firm ass.
She responded strongly, her body undulating and thrusting her pussy up to meet the driving cock. She moaned into his ear as she dug her fingernails into his shoulders and back.
"Make me come, baby, make me come! And fill my belly with your juice when you do!"
The pressure in his balls became an aching pain.
He fucked her as hard as he could and there seemed to be no relief. His movements became mechanical as every muscle in his body tensed with passion. His breath came in hoarse, ragged gasps as he slammed his huge pole of flesh into her cunt, driving toward an orgasm that wouldn't come.
Joanie sensed his problem and squeezed her thighs around his hips to halt the pumping movements of his body.
"You can't get over, can you, darling? You've got it on so much that you can't make it, can you? Roll over and let me get on top. I'll get it for you! I'll make you come!"
She clasped her arms and legs around him and kept his prick finally embedded in her pussy as they turned over. Then she put her hands on his chest and raised herself to a sitting position on his thighs.
"Now feel my tits and look at my pussy, baby. Feel them and look at my pussy!"
He raised his hands and began to knead her huge tits as he looked down between her thighs. She raised herself, letting part of his thick meat slide from her cunt. The thick, swollen shaft became visible between her soft thighs, then she settled down on it again, sliding it back into her warm, wet cavern.
"See it, darling? My pussy's sucking your big cock -- it's sucking the cum right out of your prick!"
There was a tugging sensation from deep in her juice-drenched cunt that seemed to pull and tug the cum from his balls. The sensations soared to dizzying heights again and the pressure became a huge swelling within him as he teetered on the edge of orgasm. His body arched upward off the bed as she pumped up and down frantically on his cock. Her face became flushed, and the muscles stood out in her firm thighs as she bounced as fast and hard as she could.
An electric shock seemed to race through every nerve in his body, and a hoarse cry erupted from him as a long, thick spurt of cum erupted, breaking through the wall of pressure.
"That's it, darling!" Joanie cried in a trembling voice. "I can feel it! It's coming so hot and thick! Let it all out now, darling -- shoot it all into me!"
Showers of fire erupted in Joanie's head as she continued the hard, driving thrusts of cunt over cock until her pussy erupted.
"Ohhhh, darling, I'm there! I'M THERE!"
She shuddered through her climax, then fell, panting, across his chest.
"Jesus, what a cunt," he groaned.
"You like me?" she whispered in his ear.
"I love you," he groaned, and then chuckled. "Am I as good for you as that guy on the phone?"
"Better -- much better," Joanie sighed. But then she remembered that she really didn't know; Brad had never really gotten his cock inside her. That's a shame, she thought. That's a real shame.
When Maureen opened the door to the apartment, the smell of sex hit her like waves of heat from a blast furnace.
"Jesus," she said. "Joanie? Are you home?"
"I'm in the tub."
Maureen moved through the living room, noticed the messy bed, and walked on into the bath.
"You've been orgying."
"Yep, and it was wonderful! His name is Robert, and I think I'm going to marry him!"
"Settle down to one cock? Well, I've been doing some thinking and I've decided the hell with it."
"What do you mean?"
Maureen began to remove her clothes as she walked back into the bedroom, "I've decided that I'm going to keep fucking around all I want to, and the guy that goes along with it and wants me anyway is the guy I'll marry."
In the tub, Joanie bit down on her lower lip rather than reply. She hated to admit it, but the same thoughts had been running through her own mind. Was she ready to give up the free-wheeling sex life she enjoyed and settle down with just one man?
Suddenly she had doubts.
She stepped from the tub, dried herself, and went into the bedroom, still rubbing herself with the towel. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she ran the towel up and down her legs. She glanced at Maureen who was strutting around the room, naked as usual. Maureen liked to strip to the buff and wander around nude. She said it gave her a feeling of freedom.
Joanie could understand why she didn't mind prancing around naked. The red-haired girl had a fantastic figure. She had solid, thrusting titties and a firm, voluptuous ass. Maureen exuded sex, especially in the nude.
Would she still be able to ball with Maureen if she were married to Bob? Probably not, and that would be a shame.
While Joanie continued to dry herself, Maureen hopped onto the bed and faced her. "Why the long face, sugar? I thought you were happy. You know, getting married and all?"
Joanie wasn't sure, but she thought she detected a note of sarcasm in her roommate's voice. She dropped the towel and reached for her robe.
The redhead reached over Joanie's naked body, took the robe from her fingers and flung it aside. "Leave it off for a while, sugar. I want to look at you." Her eyes were full of lust. She wet her lips nervously and smiled.
"Maureen..."
"Oh, come on," the redhead giggled, moving up to the headboard of the bed and spreading her legs wide. "Call it one last fling with an old friend before you get a ball and chain and I never see you again."
"I'm serious, Maureen," Joanie said, crawling up to sit beside the other girl. "I think. He wants me to quit flying."
"Well? What did you tell him?" Maureen's voice was sharp.
"I told him I'd let him know for sure Wednesday night."
"Is it what you want, baby? Are you sure of him?"
Joanie nodded slowly, remembering the wonderful afternoon and evening. Her eyes misting, she sighed, "Oh, Maureen! He's such a wonderful guy!"
"Sure, as long as he's getting a crack at this crack!" Reaching over, Maureen petted Joanie's pussy. "Does the bastard want to marry you?" she glared.
Joanie blushed. "No, not yet. He figures we can live together like man and wife for a while. Then, if we decide it'll work out, we'll get married." Joanie frowned. Maureen had mentioned the one flaw in the entire set-up.
"DO you love him, honey?" Maureen asked bluntly, continuing to massage Joanie's moist pussy.
"I-I think so," she hedged, feeling herself warming up under the redhead's probing fingers on her cunt.
"You think so! Baby, when you really love a guy, you don't just think so. There's no doubt about it!" She looked directly into Joanie's eyes. "You know how you are -- how we are. I know now that I'm not gonna change, and I don't think you are, either. You're gonna get hungry for something different to fill this up before long." She gently slid part of a finger up Joanie's slit.
"Jesus, I thought you'd never ask," Maureen giggled.
She rolled over and mounted Joanie. She meshed her enormous tits with Joanie's solid ones. Then she eased her legs apart and pressed her hot, hairy cunt up against the other girl's pussy, rubbing her thighs against her sensually. Tenderly, she eased forward and pressed her lips against Joanie's, sliding her tongue in between her roommate's warm lips.
She felt the beautiful blonde tremble with awakening lust. She dropped her hand between Joanie's legs and probed. Her fingers brushed the soft pubic hairs, searching eagerly. Her fingers quickly slid into the hot, slippery depths of Joanie's cunt as the blonde moaned deeply and arched her body.
For a few minutes Maureen controlled her own fierce excitement as she skillfully aroused Joanie to a frenzy of desire, probing with her fingers in a rhythmic motion, gently rubbing the tip of one finger against the swollen clitoris. Joanie locked her thighs tightly on Maureen's hand and jerked her hips to a passionate tempo, her lips fiery and eager beneath Maureen's, her soft moans quickly becoming urgent.
Then Maureen was moving dawn the bed, planting fiery kisses all along Joanie's body.
"Oh yes, baby," Joanie crooned. "God, go down on me -- eat my pussy!"
Maureen took a deep breath, keenly aware of her own heart pounding wildly, and cupped Joanie's soft warm buttocks in her hands, raising them off the bed. The delicate pink lips of her cunt glistened, moist and beckoning. Like a ritual, Maureen kissed each of the girl's hot, trembling inner thighs. Then, closing her eyes and filling her nostrils deeply with the other girl's fragrance, she lashed out with her tongue.
Joanie's body arched and she screamed, a soft scream of sheer ecstasy as Maureen pierced her fiery, succulent cunt, probing with her tongue expertly, vibrating its tip against the blonde's tender clit.
Maureen lost herself in a dreamy bliss as she savored Joanie's sweet, moist flesh, barely conscious of the blonde's sharp nails sinking into her shoulders, concentrating deeply on the delicious fulfillment Joanie's pussy gave her, on the sharp thrills coursing through her eager lips and tongue as the girl's silken wet flesh quivered beneath her kisses.
For a few minutes Joanie jerked wildly and shuddered from head to toe as Maureen devoured her cunt. Then she suddenly stiffened, pressing her hot, smooth thighs tightly to the other girl's cheeks, and an electrifying jolt shot through Maureen's blood as the girl's, orgasm erupted. She clung tightly to Joanie's writhing buttocks, kissing her furiously as she screamed and twisted in her shattering ecstasy.
Maureen gave one final, prolonged kiss on Joanie's tender pink flesh before she released her. Then she quickly rose to lie on top of her, pressing her tits to the other girl's, squirming her damp pussy hairs to Joanie's silken nest as she kissed her on the lips. Joanie clung to her, still trembling with ecstasy, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"How was I, darling?" Maureen whispered.
"Beautiful... so beautiful," Joanie moaned, stroking the redhead's luscious buttocks.
"Are you really ready to give all this -- and more -- up?"
"No, I guess I'm not," Joanie said. "You've convinced me. Now roll over. I want to eat you, and then maybe you can help me with a solution to the problem!"
Chapter Eight
Maureen stood in front of the full-length mirror, checking to make sure her makeup was perfect and every hair of her long red mane was smoothly in place. She was sure she was beautiful, but was she beautiful enough?
"It's a crazy idea," she told her reflection. "But then there are a lot of crazy ideas in this world that turn out to be winners!"
Joanie had shown Maureen a picture of Bob, totally nude, with his enormous cock rigidly erect. Now, as the redhead thought of that gorgeous hunk of meat, she began fantasizing lasciviously about fucking and sucking it. The pulsating lips of her pussy were moistening rapidly, and from out of nowhere a trickle of sweat had begun to run down the smooth valley between her huge, firm breasts.
The redhead turned to the side, admiring her own profile. She looked down to her smooth stomach, her slender, hourglass waist, her eyes resting on her flaring hips before tracing a path across her curving thighs down to her slim calves and ankles. She stood poised for a moment, her curvaceously sculpted body catching the soft pink reflection of bathroom tile in the mirror and exuding a luxuriant glow of good healthy lust and ripe feminine sexuality.
Carefully she dressed, drawing on sheer black panty-hose, and giggling at the effect they made; the hose and the panties beneath them were crotchless. She then pulled on a short, very tight skirt and topped it all with a halter that lifted her tits and made their fullness bulge from her chest.
The knock on the door was soft and tentative.
"Just a minute." Maureen patted a hair into place and walked through the living room to the front door.
"Hi."
"My God."
"You must be Bob. I'm Joanie's roommate, Maureen. Come on in!"
"Uh, yeah." The amazed Robert Townsend stepped into the apartment and let the door close behind him. If there was a woman in the world sexier than Joanie, he thought, she was standing right in front of him now.
"Joanie will be a little late. She asked me to entertain you. You don't mind, do you?"
"Shit, no," Bob replied, and settled onto the sofa.
"I'll get you a drink." Maureen could feel Bob's eyes penetrating the tightly drawn material covering her massive, braless tits. The lust in his gaze was enough to harden her nipples as she reached over to place a tall glass on the table in front of him.
As she leaned forward, his eyes stole down the front of her gaping halter. His mouth watered at the lush display of succulent flesh. His prick began to stir as he allowed his mind to fill with obscene images of her naked body squirming beneath his own. Bob could almost feel his hot cock sinking into the steaming wetness of her cunt. "Thanks."
Maureen's eyes flashed as she curled onto the sofa beside him. They stared at one another for a few minutes, not speaking. A hot, inviting smile lit up the corners of her red mouth as his eyes continued to inspect her body.
"I'd show you the apartment, but Joanie says you've already had the grand tour -- and then some."
"I don't get it."
"Oh, come on. Joanie says you've been fucking her for a week."
Bob gulped down the drink and his face turned red.
"She also says that you're great in bed. Here, let me freshen that for you."
She lifted the glass from his hand and wiggled toward the bar. Bob's cock began to throb with hungry lust as he watched the roll of her sexy ass cheeks. Her skirt was so tight that he could actually see the deep crack between her mounds of flesh. He had a difficult time controlling himself as he thought about ramming the thick shaft of his prick into the fucked hole of her anus.
As she walked back with the drink, Bob suddenly thought of Joanie and tore his eyes from the redhead's body. She oozed in next to him and crossed one slim, tanned leg over the other, tightening the material of her skirt into the sharply defined slit of her crotch, making the folds of her pussy bulge out. She leaned forward slightly, holding her drink in one hand, so that a good deal of the creamy-white mounds of her breasts were exposed to him, and just a hint of her nipples. Bob felt a slight flush start on the base of his neck, but he wasn't able to take his eyes from her provocative lushness. His prick jerked beneath his trousers. Quickly, feeling a little embarrassed, he took a deep pull at his drink.
Maureen was having a ball.
She was aware of his eyes on her, and she glanced every now and then at the front of his pants. She could see his cock pulsing, jumping spasmodically, pushing his trouser material out, and her cunt juices began to flow faster with anticipation. The second drink disappeared even more rapidly than the first and she quickly poured him another one. He didn't protest.
Bob felt a warm, relaxed lethargy begin to flow over him. The drinks were beginning to have an effect on him, he knew that, but the feeling was so pleasant that he really didn't care. So what if he got a little drunk tonight?
But what about Joanie? Oh well, he mused, he'd worry about that when the time came.
He felt his cock jerk into sudden, instant rigidity, as if it were alive, as if it were straining for release from its cloth prison. He tried to will it limp again, to force back the thoughts swirling in his mind, but it remained throbbingly swollen. Guiltily, his eyes went to Maureen's face.
She was looking at the bulge in his pants.
And she was smiling.
"Why, Bob," she said in mock surprise, "whatever were you thinking about to have that happen?"
"I -- well, I..." he stammered.
Maureen laughed deep in her throat.
"Maureen, I-I'm sorry. It's just that I..."
"I know what it is," she whispered. "I've seen a hard-on before."
His breath quickened.
"You have a hard-on because you want to fuck me. Right? You do want to fuck me, don't you?"
"Jesus," he managed to breathe. His prick was jumping wildly in his pants now, and his brain reeled.
Maureen touched his knee, lightly, but her fingers seemed to sear right through the cloth. "Well, Bob?" she asked. "Want to?"
"I-I..."
"My cunt is on fire, lover. And the only thing that can put out that fire is a big, hard cock." She reached out and touched the throbbing bulge.
Bob almost leapt off the couch in a convulsing reaction to the electric shock of her touch on his sensitive prick. She stroked it lightly, tantalizingly, sliding closer to him as he tried to pull back, increasing the rhythm of her strokes. Her tits pressed hotly, softly against his arm, and her lips found his jaw line, traced a pattern upward along his cheek and then over to search for his mouth. Her tongue trailed a path of liquid fire along the skin of his face as her hand continued to rub his already uncomfortably swollen prick.
"Maureen -- please, for Christ's sake!"
"You do want to fuck me, don't you?" the beautiful redhead purred, droning the words like a hypnotist practicing her art. "You want to fuck me, Bob, you do want to fuck me."
"No, I -- no! Oh, Jesus, yes, yes, yes, yes!"
Then his mouth was grinding against hers, his tongue flailing deep into her mouth. Her hand began to move faster on his turgid prick, and she sucked and nibbled at his tongue, swirling her own tongue around and around his, darting it into his mouth and then drawing it back.
As if with a will of its own, his left hand came up and found her breast, squeezed and kneaded the flesh, then dipped inside the halter to draw the garment down and away, exposing her naked breast with its fiery nipple.
"The bedroom -- c'mon," Maureen rasped throatily, and leapt from the couch.
Bob's feet were like wings, but be was still slow. By the time he entered the dim room, Maureen was standing by the bed, completely nude.
She had dropped all her clothing into a puddle on the floor at her feet. She stood with her legs spread wide apart, her head and shoulders pulled back, her hands resting provocatively on her bronzed hips. She was smiling at him with her mouth parted, her teeth slightly bared, the tip of her wet, pink tongue showing. The wet, hair-lined lips of her pussy were presented to his eyes, waiting for a huge, plunging cock to stab into her. The red triangular bush of her pubic triangle glistened in the pale light. Her round breasts jutted out like mountain peaks. Her legs, so long, so slender, so satiny smooth, were moist with the flowing juices of her passion-filled cuntal mouth.
"Well, lover?" she purred. "Do you like what you see?"
Bob tried to answer, but nothing would come from his throat.
Slowly, Maureen lifted her hands, her eyes fastened on his, and began to slide up and down, along her silky sides from the outer swells of her tits to her luscious flanks. Then she cupped her enormous breasts, kneading them, pushing them out toward him.
"C'mon, lover," she moaned. "FUCK ME!"
Joanie handed Brad the key to the apartment and rubbed her tits against his arm as he opened the door with trembling fingers.
"C'mon," she gasped, tugging at his arm. "Let's go right into the bedroom, Brad. God, I can't wait, I want your cock so bad!"
"Jeez, Joanie, I don't get this sudden change in you. You don't answer my calls for a week, and then..."
"Shhhh. You want me, don't you?"
"Yeah, sure, but..."
"But nothing," she interrupted, stepping from her dress and falling onto the bed. "C'mon, take off my bra and panties and take your own clothing off! Let's fuck!"
Beads of sweat popped out all over his body as he got naked. When he removed his shorts, Joanie looked longingly at the stiff cock that erupted from his groin.
"You can take the rest of my clothes off now," she purred, moving to the edge of the bed while she tantalized him with teasing glances at his naked body.
Brad was all fingers as he fumbled at the snap on her bra. At last it opened and her full, pink-nippled tits tumbled into view. "Jesus, I wanna suck 'em!"
There was a whisp of a smile on Joanie's lips at the torture she was putting him through. With a deep breath, she reached out and took his head, forcing one of the succulent cones of flesh into his longing mouth. Then she fell back on the bed and grinned up at him.
"Know what's waiting far you under my panties?" she cooed, spreading her legs, but keeping her brief, black panties between Brad and what he was longing to get at.
Brad just nodded. He was speechless with anxiety, afraid to take the initiative for fear of losing the reward.
"Well, all you have to do is take off my panties," she whispered. "But you have to do it with your teeth."
Brad dove to the task, nipping and biting at the flimsy material, making Joanie squirm and giggle as he desperately tried to remove the garment without tearing it. But the musky fragrance that was wafting from the fur between her legs was driving him crazy. He tore off the garment with his hands and dove frantically between her legs to lick and tongue the down-covered pussy that oozed with honey. His tongue worked furiously inside her cunt, sucking, drinking in the nectar that oozed out of her walls for him.
Joanie was no longer the coy little kitten, teasing him. She was writhing on the bed from the snaking tongue in her dripping cunt. She didn't resist when Brad replaced his tongue with his throbbing cock. She reached up to desperately pull him down on top of her. The bed bounced from the hard drives of his piston working in and out of her seething channel.
The room reeked with the smell of sex as Joanie reached a climax.
"AARRRGHHHH!" she shrieked. "Oh God, it's good -- it's so fucking good! Don't stop -- keep fucking me!"
Brad reached his left hand around her creamy hips, felt the smooth, twin globes of ass flesh and poked his finger into her fucked asshole. Joanie wiggled over when his finger penetrated her sensitive rectum and found herself up and over the head of his shaft. He guided her down onto it, closing his eyes as her warm, moist cuntlips slid over the head of his prick, engulfing the length of it with a slow plunge as she sat down.
Joanie cupped one of her huge breasts in her hand and fed him a mouthful of tit, her insides blissfully filled with his throbbing meat. He sucked her tit like a baby. With one hand she drew his head tighter against her, forcing more tit into his eager mouth; with the other hand she squeezed her free tit against his cheek. Then, with a slight rocking motion, she started pumping on his cock.
The only sounds in the room came from Brad's slurping mouth sucking on her luscious tit, and the squeaking noises the bed made as they fucked on it. Brad's thoughts were lost in the blanket of flesh that engulfed him. He licked, nibbled and chewed on the rubbery tit flesh. The fantastic feel of her loins engulfing him with warmth gave him the urge to hold back his erupting lava for the whole night, just to bathe in the delight of her sensuality.
"Mmmmmm," Joanie breathed softly in his ear. "Feels good, lover, so good."
He thrust his hips up, driving the shaft deeper, feeling her grab it and return his thrust with one of her own. His hands filled with ass-meat, squeezing, puffing, hurting her with his digging fingers, in an attempt to drive even deeper inside her velvet cunt channel. Joanie returned the pain by digging her nails into his back, both of them loving it more as the pain increased.
"Oh, baby, baby," Joanie groaned passionately. "I know what I want."
"What?"
"I want you to fuck me in the ass! I want my asshole full of cockmeat!"
Chapter Nine
"Well, come here, baby. Don't just stand there." Maureen carefully picked her way to the bed, her arms outstretched. When her legs touched the side of the bed, Bob snapped on the bedside lamp. When Maureen saw him naked, his massive cock quivering erect, she gasped.
"Jesus Christ! You're huge!"
He grinned at her reaction. "Am I too big for you?" he asked, reaching his hand out to her.
She took his hand and sat on the bed, her eyes riveted on the monstrous pole, arching like an arm toward the sky. "No," she answered hesitantly, "I don't think so."
He put his arm around her shoulder, his hand coming to rest on her full tit, his fingers tweaking tenderly on her nipple. Maureen gasped in rising passion. He put her hand to his meat and she wrapped her fist around it, tentatively feeling and squeezing it.
"Oh, my God," she panted. "I can hardly get my fist around it!"
She was purring contentedly as he pressured her to her back. He gazed at her firm breasts, still upright, defying gravity, and he pulled the nearest mound into his mouth, his tongue hiring hotly over the quivering flesh.
Maureen's fist began to move over his massive prick, sliding from the bulbous head to the base in long, even strokes. Her breath was becoming labored and her body began to twitch and wiggle in slow undulations.
Bob hungrily sucked her tit, increasing the vacuuming force of his mouth as his hands slid along her sides, slowly making their way to her cunt.
Suddenly he rose up on his knees, anxious to see all of her. The sight was breathtaking. Her tits pointed arrogantly to the ceiling and beneath her smooth skin was a finely etched network of thin blue veins. Her pussy was covered by silken threads of fiery-red fur, and the curly tendrils formed a perfect triangle, the point of which was like a beacon guiding the way to the treasure chest snuggled between her full thighs.
"You're beautiful," he whispered softly.
Her long fingers trembled around his cock. "Is my cunt as pretty as Joanie's?"
"That's an unfair question," he smiled.
He put his face to her belly and laved the firm flesh, while one hand went to her breast and the other moved to her cunt. Maureen's legs parted and he lightly fingered along the smooth line of her oozing slit.
Jolts of passion coursed through her tits, her belly and her cunt. She whimpered hoarsely, her sensuous body wriggling uncontrollably in response to his expert handling. He tongued his way into her cuntlips and nipped the curly tufts with his teeth, while his fingers deftly parted her cuntlips and probed the warm inner meat of her vulva.
Maureen spread her legs and humped up with her hips as Bob drew nearer her clit.
"Ooooohhhh, SHIT!" she wailed as his hot breath blew across the pink bud and his fingers began to roll it tenderly.
He quickly slid over the hump of her cunt mound and wedged his face into the narrow slot of her parted pussy lips, his tongue darting out to replace his fingers on her blood-engorged clit. As he nipped and sucked, he fingered her clenching asshole. Without wanting, he rammed his index finger through the tightness of her sphincter muscle and reamed her spasming rectum. At the same time, he clamped onto her clit and bit it hard with his sharp teeth.
Maureen's lush body was enveloped by billowing flames. Her brain seemed to be pulsing, pounding against the bone of her skull. The erotic sensations rocketed through her nerves, searing them, and she felt as though she were on the edge of a gigantic come already.
"Oh shit," she cried, "put it in me! Put that big hunk of meat in my pussy!"
Bob lifted his face from her juice-matted cunt and slithered up her body. With his hips, he shoved her already spread legs wider apart and began pumping his cock at her cunt in fast, furious jabs, like a dog.
At last the head found her soaked hole and parted her cuntlips. He lunged and sent the bulbous tip all the way to her womb in one thrust.
"OH SHIT! YOU'RE HUGE!" she cried.
"Take it, cunt! Take my dick -- ALL OF IT!"
"Yes, yes, I want it -- I want it all! FUCK MEBEE!"
He was big, and he was heavy; his body and cock pinned her like a stuck pig under his jackhammer thrusts.
Maureen could barely move. She could do nothing. Nothing but enjoy the fucking this man was giving her.
She could feel his giant cockhead sliding up and down her vaginal passage like a piston, could feel the hot slap of his hair-covered balls against her sensitive asshole as he jerked forward on the downstroke.
Her womb flared in a wet and growing passion as her hungry pussy opened to receive this delicious rape. Her hands forced themselves desperately from under her legs and snaked around his back. A second later, her fingernails clawed a red-streaked path down from his shoulders to his flexing buttocks. She pulled his hard prick in deeper to her hot, hungry opening and thrust her belly up and down to skewer herself further on his massive, pistoning cock. She sucked eagerly on the wet tongue that was shoved deep in her throat and swallowed greedily the droplets of saliva that ran down it in her excitement.
The sounds of deep straining pants and groans filled the room, mingling with the noise of sweat-soaked flesh smacking sharply against naked flesh.
God, what a hot cunt! Bob thought to himself as he mercilessly rammed his blood-filled cock deeper and deeper into her tightly clasping cunt. He could feel the searing cum building up inside his balls as they beat rhythmically against her nakedly upturned ass. Ready to explode, he shoved his tongue far down her throat and with kneading hands pulled her widespread ass cheeks hard up against his grinding pelvis as he slammed his wildly jerking cock all the way up to the hilt in her twitching belly.
Maureen gasped in ecstasy as his massive prick suddenly flared into a hugeness that threatened to tear her cunt apart. Seconds later, it began to spurt, and she could feel his hot spewing cum shooting into her like pulsating steams of lava. His climax triggered her second orgasm, and she shrieked in rapture as her convulsing cunt clamped down hard around his prick, her tight vaginal walls again spilling her honeyed juices into the already overflowing cavern of her quivering cunt.
The thrashing girl reached frantically under her violently squirming buttocks to desperately milk at his heavy balls as her legs kicked out, quivering in ecstasy in the air on either side of the bed. His huge, pulsating hardness continued to jerk its completion, with white-hot spurts spewing from its head and filling her womb before flowing out between her pussy lips and puddling on the bed beneath her.
Slowly, their bodies stilled. They lay motionless, breathing deeply to catch up with their pounding hearts. Neither one moved, or made any attempt to unlock their entwined bodies.
Maureen squeezed and contracted her cunt muscles over his cock. It started to harden again.
"Jesus!" she gasped. "You ready to go again so soon?"
"I've only just gotten started, baby," he grinned down at her.
He was about to resume fucking the beautiful redhead when he heard a familiar voice from the adjoining bedroom.
Bob pulled his cock from the depths of her cunt with a loud sucking noise. All he could think about was making sure he wasn't dreaming, and he pulled away from Maureen in spite of the excitement coursing through his body.
With his massive prick dangling like a pendulum between his legs, Bob rushed from the room, with Maureen padding softly behind him.
"Son-of-a-bitch!" Bob yelled as he stared down at what he thought was his girl, fucking the hell out of a strange man.
Joanie was straddled over his groin, riding up and down his hard cock like an insane whore. They were bath so engrossed in their fucking that they hardly noticed they were being observed.
Maureen moved up behind Bob. She understood the shock he had to feel. It was just possible he would do something violent, and she realized that she had to calm him down.
"Joanie is very beautiful," she whispered. The tone of her voice and the detached calmness of her observation both combined to dampen his fury somewhat. His initial explosive reaction was squelched, but it was replaced by total confusion. Was he to blame? Had Joanie come into the apartment and heard him and Maureen wildly fucking? Could that have caused what he was seeing now?
There was nothing else to Joanie but Brad's cock as she felt it driving deep into her womb. She was completely outside of reality, but when she heard Bob cry out, her senses were jerked back to normal. She realized through her lust-driven haze that he was hurt, and she didn't want that. It was wrong for him to feel guilty about anything so magnificent and beautiful. She wanted to make him happy, too, have him enjoying the same pleasures and sensations that she was having.
"Bob!" she called to him as the incessant pace of Brad's cock never let up. "Fuck me too, darling -- fucking my asshole!" She never eased up in her own fucking, and Brad only nodded agreement with her.
This was something that Maureen wanted to see. She pushed Bob towards Joanie and Brad, encouraging him to do as Joanie asked.
"Go ahead, Bob, do it! Fuck her in the asshole while he fucks her in the cunt! Believe me, honey," Maureen urged, "it's exactly what she wants!"
Bob needed little encouragement. His cock was erect again instantly, anxious and ready to fuck the beautiful blonde in the hungrily flexing depths of her rectum while another cock fucked up into her open cunt. He kneeled down behind her and gazed lustfully at the tiny fucked anus nestled between her gyrating buttocks.
Joanie was more than ready for him. She had already reached back with her hands, to spread the cheeks of her ass wide apart. His pulsating cock jerked as he moved up behind her body, and he probed at her anus with his finger, making the tight, resisting ring of flesh give way.
Joanie leaned forward, forcing her muscles to relax as she felt the intrusion. "Aaahhhh!" she squealed as his finger wormed slowly up into the tightness of her rectum, and the pain continued as he worked it feverishly around to stretch the tight opening for the greater entry to come.
The combination of pleasure and pain that racked her body was overwhelming. With a low groaning noise deep in her throat, she fucked back against the two probing instruments, wanting to have the two cocks she loved most in the world fucking into her burning body at the same time.
Impatiently, Bob pulled his finger from her asshole and pulled her buttocks wide apart with his thumbs. Then Joanie felt a tremendous pressure against her anus.
"Oh, God! Uuuuggghhhh! Ohhhh, it hurrrrrrts!" she cried out, but she shoved her hips back nonetheless.
Holding her narrow waist, Bob shoved forward hard, his massive cock stiff and eager to be fucking into her ass. Giving a lust-inspired jerk forward, the smooth flesh of his prick popped inside the tight opening.
"OHHHH GODDDDD!" Joanie screamed in agony as the searing pain streaked through her body. She was being torn apart, split in two.
He shoved forward again, driving his thick prick yet deeper into her rectum.
In spite of the pain, Joanie was loving it. A strange masochistic pleasure seemed to course through her blood stream to all parts of her passion-racked body. Again he shoved forward, and this time she was able to choke back the gasping cry in her throat. It seemed like he would never reach the end as the heated passage to her rectum was being widened and stretched beyond belief.
But then, finally, she felt his pelvic smack into her naked buttocks, and seconds later her cries turned to screams of joy.
Inflamed, Bob began fucking in and out of her asshole immediately, sawing in an uneven rhythm as he tried to match the strokes of Brad's cock in her cunt. They bucked and jerked inside her, and she groaned out loud as both men skewered her like a helpless ragdoll between them.
Each could feel the other's cock pulsating and driving excitedly through the thin membrane that separated the twin passages. In a moment they were fucking in rhythmic unison.
Bob's massive prick was held by the tightly locked little sphincter ring, and Brad's by the ragged pink-rimmed lips of her insatiable cunt. Then, suddenly, they both rammed forward simultaneously, driving deep back inside her, their cocks pushing against each other along the parallel channels of her cunt and ass.
"OHHHH, YESSSS! FUCK HARDER! BOTH OF YOU, FUCK ME HAAAARDERRRR!"
As if in answer to her pleading screams, Joanie was mercilessly buffeted between the two pistoning cocks as they both reacted to her pleading cry. They fucked into her wide spread groin in a constant rhythm, working together.
Standing beside the bed, frantically fingerfucking her own cunt, Maureen thought that she had never seen anything more beautiful. It made her own belly flame with tremendous intensity. She was forced to take care of her own needs, and she dug her fingers into her sopping cunt, fucking herself furiously in time to the two cocks driving up inside her roommate's body.
Their fucking was becoming faster and faster, all of them groaning and grunting their mutual passion as they neared orgasm. Maureen stared wide-eyed at the unbelievable spectacle, seeing close up the tight rubbery flesh of Joanie's tightly clenched little rectum rolling in and out with the driving, deep plowing shaft of flesh in her ass, while another cock skewered incessantly in the soaking pink flesh of her hungrily nibbling cunt.
Joanie's breasts were quivering crazily from the constant force of the two ramming cocks, her mouth open, tongue licking around and around her saliva-moistened lips as she neared her orgasm. The bizarre scene was so overwhelming that Maureen felt her own climax coming on her with fantastic speed, and with a low, earthy grunt, she wormed two fingers of her other hand into the tight, already stretched hole of her anus. At the same time she jammed three fingers desperately in and out of her hotly lusting cunt.
"OOOOUUUUUHHH! AAAAAHHHHH!"
Joanie screamed as she felt a spasm violently jar her belly. Never had anything been so wonderful. Two men fucking her at the same time with their huge cocks driving, side by side, into her hungrily churning rectum and cunt.
She loved it. She never wanted it to end. In a hoarse voice she screamed to both her lovers to keep fucking her; keep fucking her forever.
Suddenly, Brad's prick drove deep up into her steaming cunt, the thick head swelling as it pushed to the farthest depths of her womb, and he groaned and twisted beneath her.
"Aaaaaagggg!" She felt the first white-hot blast of cum strike like a bolt of lightning, Brad's cock spewing his jism deep, deep up inside her pussy. And, as if waiting for the moment, Bob shoved forward hard, thrusting his suddenly bursting cock inside her greedily milking asshole.
"OOOooooohhh, yessssss! Oh God, I'm commminnnggg!" Her body erupted with a cunt-flooding orgasm of insanely exploding ecstasy as she felt the hot cum filling her rectum and pussy. Both cocks jerked wildly up inside her belly, almost touching at the tips as they spurted out their orgasms.
She bucked against the two instruments, her body a violent, shivering spasm of exploding lust. Their bodies fused together by the heat of their passion, a fire so intense that Joanie thought nothing could be more thrilling.
Chapter Ten.
It was six months to the day after the wild foursome between Bob Townsend, Brad Duncan, and the two sex-hungry stews. And if anyone else had witnessed that four-way orgy, while knowing of Joanie and Maureen's vow to "not fuck just any man", that person would be totally amazed at seeing a typical Saturday night in the girl's new suburban home.
It was a mansion; six bedrooms, as many baths, and the orgy room downstairs looked like something out of decadent Rome. The whole house was lavishly and expensively furnished. But then, on four full-time salaries, a pretty lavish house could be afforded.
The guests had been arriving for nearly an hour and the party was in full swing. There was a young, just-married young couple from down the block, Sue and Bill Langor. Then there was a pilot, Fritz Thomas, and his current girl friend, Bonnie. There were also two neighborhood ladies, Toni and Dolores, who had just dropped in because they loved sex and had heard about the Saturday-night parties.
As usual, Maureen started the party off by passing around joints and wine. In the process, she reiterated in detail how two Canadian pilots had fucked her nearly to death on her last flight.
Then Joanie told the story of how she had blown some guy's mind in San Juan. He was a salesman on her flight who had asked her to dinner on the layover. Joanie had accepted, and then completely surprised him by asking him to come up to her room and fuck. He, of course, was only too eager.
As the story went, Joanie, as soon as she entered the room, had stripped down, stripped him down, and started sucking his cock. He was about ready to come when Joanie pulled her mouth from his meat and told him one cock wasn't enough.
The man was floored and didn't know what to do. Joanie suggested room service. By the end of the evening, there were three bellboys and a waitress besides the salesman in Joanie's room, all fucking each other's brains out.
Maureen and Joanie's stories had the desired effect on the rest of the group. They all told of some bizarre sex experience of their own, and by the time they were done, the two girls could sense that everyone in the room was more than ready to fuck.
Maureen turned on a stag movie and, as a slight added incentive, told everyone to mimic the couples on the screen and disrobe as they did.
It didn't take much prompting, and in minutes everyone was stark naked, the men eyeing strange tits and pussies, and the women eyeing strange cocks.
Maureen pulled Joanie along behind her toward the kitchen. "We'll get some things like whipped cream and cucumbers to liven up the party," she called over her shoulder.
When they returned, the orgy room had taken on all of the aspects of its name. Sexual hell had broken loose.
The young wife, Sue Langor, was on her hands and knees on the floor. Fritz's date, Bonnie, was on her hands and knees behind Sue with her tongue, her nose, and her chin shoved between Sue's gleaming ass cheeks. With her face, Bonnie was loving Sue from behind, while Sue was pounding three fingers of her free hand inside her own dribbling cunt.
Squeals and moans of delight came from both girls. Fritz sat on the floor behind Bonnie. He had shed his shorts and now fondled and massaged the biggest prick Maureen and Joanie had ever seen.
He jacked himself with one hand while jamming three fingers of his other hand in and out of Bonnie's quivering, gyrating asshole.
Maureen lost no time joining in. With a squeal of delight, she dropped to the floor and shoved her head in the pilot's lap. She took his hand from his throbbing cock and replaced it with her lips and her sucking mouth.
Feeling the warmth of her lips encase the head of his meat, Fritz jammed upward with his hips, burying his massive cock deeply in Maureen's throat.
She gagged almost at once on its enormous size, but began sucking greedily as though she had never before had the fantastic experience of a good, long, hard prick in her mouth.
Across the room the two ladies were in the sixty-nine position, sucking each other's cunts while their eyes gazed longingly at the fucking in the room.
"Well," Joanie said to Sue's handsome young husband, Bill Langor, "I guess that leaves you and me. What do you like?"
"Everything," Bill replied, slipping to the padded floor and pulling Joanie down with him.
He rolled over until he was kneeling over her face. His erect cock hung down and brushed back and forth across her lips as he swayed.
"Mmmm, nice cock," Joanie purred. "But, then, all cocks are nice."
Bill grinned, glad that his wife had agreed at last to the Saturday-night party. "Suck my cock, honey. Suck my dick and drink my cum!"
He placed both his hands behind Joanie's head and lifted it slightly. He bent her up toward him so that her mouth was pressed against the dripping head of his prick.
"Sweet meat," she cooed, her ears full of the ladies' sounds as they sucked each other's cunts right beside her head.
"Take it!" he growled.
He pushed forward as Joanie's red lips parted. His ass cheeks wiggled on the pillows of her naked tits as the tip of his cock pressed gently between her slightly open lips. He groaned as he felt the soft surfaces brush against the sensitive skin of his raging cockhead.
"Give it to me," Joanie mumbled around the bulbous head. "Take my mouth! Give me that beautiful hunk of meat! Fuck my head with it clear down to my fucking belly!"
He rammed the heavy, blood-filled tip of the thick shaft forward, crushing through her soft, moist lips into the wetness of her mouth. Joanie could feel the bluntness of the cock's head sliding the full length of her tongue.
He began to undulate his hips, sliding the long prick in and out of her warm lips, never quite withdrawing, leaving the hot, swollen head a half inch inside the wet cavern of her sucking cheeks.
Bill looked down in delight at her mouth as his long cock skewered in and out. He timed the thrusts of his hands to match those of his driving prick, levering with all his strength, trying to force every last inch of his pumping cock between her wide-stretched lips. He held her head tighter as she coughed and sputtered, the tip brushing the far side of her throat on the in-stroke. He watched as her lips clasped tighter and tighter around the thick shaft. Her mouth obviously loved the fleshy invasion.
Joanie groaned in ecstasy. She was sucking to please, running her tongue wetly around and around the slippery, lubricated head, and fucking the tip teasingly into the tiny slit of his cockhead. She could feel it throbbing as though it had a life of its own and would erupt at any moment in a great gushing fountain of cum that would flow into her mouth and throat in a never-ending stream of hot joy.
The ravishment of her mouth brought tiny ripples of fire dancing through every muscle in her hot body. There would never be enough sex for her, now that she had finally found the way she wanted it. Her past life was forgotten, and her new life was totally wonderful.
Suddenly a familiar voice was whispering in her ear. "Hi, honey. I think you started without me."
Joanie's eyes popped open. Above her, stark naked, was Bob. She pulled her mouth from Bill's cock. "Hi, Mr. Townsend."
"Hello, Mrs. Townsend," Bob chuckled. "I'd say you were getting a royal fuck in the head."
"I'd say that," Joanie laughed. "Mr. Langor, this is my husband, Bob Townsend."
"She gives great head, doesn't she?"
"Yet," Bill choked. "That's my wife, Sue, over there." He pointed at Sue's gyrating body as she ground her cunt and asshole back over Bonnie's face.
"Nice," Bob said, "I'll try her later. But right now I want a little of my wife."
"Sure," Bill said, and started to pull away.
"No, don't leave," Bob urged. "Stick it in her cunt. I'll fuck her face!"
Joanie smiled as she flipped over on her hands and knees so that her face was directly in front of her new husband's cock. Slowly, she began to make love to his prick. Her tongue flipped out of her mouth. It encircled his cockhead and swiped the full length of the shaft on every side. The huge staff began to lengthen and harden. She let her lips slide down to his balls and as she teased the sac with her teeth and tongue his cock pew straight past her forehead. She looked up and smiled.
"Fun being married, isn't it?"
"Like this is," Bob said as he shoved his huge cock into her mouth and watched as the other man reamed her cunt from behind.
Across the room, Fritz had removed his fingers from his girl friend's cunt when Maureen had poured her beautiful head over his cock. Her red head was bobbing wildly up and down on his meat and it felt as though she would suck his balls right out through the head of his prick.
"Jesus, hold up, honey! I don't want to go off in your mouth! I want some of that red-furred pussy!"
Maureen allowed Fritz to drag her up across his body by her tits as his prick plunged to the very depths of her cunt. Orgasm followed orgasm, making her tits shake and her ass bounce in every direction at the same time.
Her tits flattened against Fritz's hard chest as she crushed her lips against his. Her tongue forced its way into the heat of his mouth as she sucked the masculine wetness of his saliva down into her quivering stomach.
While her body ground against his, Fritz reached around to her ass and slipped his fingers into the deep, dark crack between her firm buttocks. With the edge of his fingernail, he toyed with the fucked hole of her anus. With sudden swiftness, he rammed the strong digit into her asshole as far as he could.
It took a lot of hard work on Maureen's part, but Fritz finally blew a load in her belly. His finger still tore away at the walls of her asshole as a deep-pitched growl forced its way from his throat.
With the pilot's huge cock finally limp and spent, Maureen began looking around the room for something else to feast on. Looking over her shoulder, she smiled to see Joanie's lips back around Bob's cock, licking the juice from it, as Bill poled her in the pussy.
Then she thought, shit, if Bob is here, then Brad must be here too!
Suddenly she spied him by the fireplace. He was naked and wildly fisting his big prick as he smiled at her. He waved and she started making her way toward him through the maze of fucking bodies on the floor. There was but one thought in the redhead's mind: fucking him.
The moment she came to a halt before Brad's powerfully muscled frame, she wrapped her arms around his neck, crushed her big tits against his chest and crushed her mouth to his.
As they kissed, Brad pressed his cock up against the hair-covered cunt between her legs. Maureen was eager to sink his cock into her churning belly. Reaching between their bodies, she took hold of his hard cock and positioned it at the lips of her burning cunt.
She could feel her body roasting in the flames of passion. And the only thing that could put out the fire was his sperm. As he forced his tongue into her mouth, she thrust her hips forward, sinking the full length of his prick into her pussy as they stood there, locked in each other's embrace.
He leaned his back against a nearby wall as the beautiful girl kept swallowing his prick into her cunt. His body shuddered with lust at the feel of their pubic hair meshing together.
"I love you," Maureen whispered.
"I love you, too," Brad replied, sawing his meat in and out of her hot cunt.
"How'd you do?"
"Four couples from the bar down the street. We're gonna make swingers out of this whole fucking neighborhood!" Brad said, pushing his face between her huge tits.
"Hot damn," Maureen sighed happily, "it's gonna be another all-night-Saturday-night fuck!"
"Honey," Brad said, "it's a whole lifetime of Saturday nights. Just you and me, and Joanie and Bob, and just about anybody else that cares to join in! Can I put my cock in your beautiful asshole?"
"Be my guest!" Maureen grinned, and lifted her legs up to surround his body.
