It had never occurred to the three friends that anyone would spend that much money just to relax! After all, one could find a beach to sun on at home! There were plenty of fancy restaurants at home and plenty more Books to read! So far, the three girls, who had saved quite literally for years for their summer in the Caribbean, had found very little excitement to justify the amount of money that it had cost! Not wanting any girl among them who could not hold her own, they had chosen each other's friendship with care, and all three were curvaceous and beautiful enough to attract immediate attention at work and around home, but they seemed able to attract nothing on Barbados. How disappointing! For though none would admit it to each other, they each had harbored a secret expectation that it would be this summer on this island that would land Mr. Right!
Oh, it wasn't all that important to actually snare a husband, of course. What was important, however, was not to snare anything at all. There had been one nibble on the cruise to the island. The blonde, blue-eyed Jenny Schofield had attracted the attention of the Captain himself, and although he was rather portly, gray, and definitely unromantic, he was, at least, the Captain! Had the affair been more interesting than it had turned out, Jenny would have deluged her two girl friends with the gory details. As it was, she told them that the dinner in his cabin had been charming and that he had been too respectful of her lady-like qualities to get fresh or anything like that!
Actually, he was a screwball of some kind: She had worn a very low cut, ice blue dinner dress, and the minute she walked into the cabin, his hands were all over her back and chest, not quite down far enough yet to grab her tits. She had pulled away and thrown a startled, round-eyed look in his direction, not meaning to discourage him completely, just slow him down. She understood the problem men had when they saw her voluptuous figure with its full round upthrust tits and the tiny waist above a very sensual pair of flaring hips. She was a very understanding woman and no cock-tease. What she incited a man to, she gave ... after she caught her breath!
"Oh," he gasped, more startled, it seemed, than embarrassed. In fact there had been a very definite wry smile he couldn't quite suppress. "Yes, the dinner." He went immediately to a buzzer and pressed it.
She had dropped her shawl from her shoulders into the crooks of her elbows the minute she had come in, but he never made a move to take it from her, which was disappointment number one. Number two was the rough and immediate fondling. Dinner was very nice just as all of the dinners had been on the ship ... nothing special. So she didn't call dinner disappointment number three, even though she had expected something like a French classic pheasant under glass. But she had been rather happy to see plain, ordinary chicken instead. Her experience so far had proved to her that the fancy dishes looked elegant but were not particularly satisfying to eat.
The dinner wine, even though it was white and not as sweet as she usually liked, was very good just the same, and that was why she suffered disappointment number three, she supposed. It is very hard to keep an elegant distance from a man with several glasses of wine under your belt. Not that his overtures were disappointing. They were expected. What was disappointing was that although he made her undress, he would not remove as much as a stitch of his clothing, but lay back on his bed, let her unzip his fly so that his fully erect, lust-filled cock popped out suddenly the way a puppet often pops onto the stage in a children's theatre, and then invited her to have a sip of cordial, gesturing at his swollen prick as though it were a prize bottle of expensive liqueur!
Unfortunately, the sight of him in his dressy uniform stretched out like that with his bulbous-headed cock sticking up like a stone turret of an old castle, filled her with uncontrollable excitement, though God knows why! The taut white flesh was marbled with tiny blue veins and the swollen head, almost purple with engorged blood as it forced its way up out of the foreskin, bore a single bead of pearly moisture at its quivering tip.
Her mouth had dropped open and her breath had quickened even though she felt that somehow all this was far beneath what she had a right to expect. Yet, she was so taken by surprise and, yes, lust, that she had nodded and gone along with his metaphor of the cordial.
"Yes ... I ... like liqueurs," she said politely. "Perhaps ... perhaps I'll have one!"
"Yes, fine. You see, I will not touch you at all," he assured her then.
"Oh, well, that's all right," she started to laugh.
"No, no!" He put up his hand. "Once my touch is refused, I never impose myself," he told her. "Just get undressed if you want to ... or not. It's up to you."
Well, that was certainly a cold beginning. Still, she could not believe that he really wouldn't touch her. This was just a little punishment or even a little joke, Jenny thought. Willing to play along with his unknown game, Jenny prepared to give him a sedate, yet lascivious, strip tease.
Meanwhile, he seized the thickness of his upstanding prick and began to massage it, stroking the loose foreskin up and down the full length of the burgeoning shaft as she attempted to catch his eye as she slowly unzipped the back of her low-cut, ice-blue dress. Carefully she let it drop down to her arms and then, stooping, she lowered it to her knees. He had a marvelous view of her tits, if he were look ... ah, yes, he was looking now!
The captain was indeed looking and enjoying. In fact, he marveled at her voluptuous nakedness as it was slowly revealed. His eyes played over the well rounded curves of her alabaster shoulders ... for Jenny simply did not tan ... and dwelled on the fine glistening down of tiny blonde hairs outlining the course of her spine and ending in a dazzling pale brown triangle just above the cleft of her ass. A thin band of blue lace panties had become lodged in the crevice as she bent over to pick the dress up from the floor and was still clenched between the smoothly rounded asscheeks when she paused to fold the garment and place it over the back of a chair.
Glancing seductively over her shoulder with those great blue eyes, Jenny slipped the backs of her hands under the shiny lace material and slid the briefs down the only faintly pink expanse of her thighs. A moment later, entirely naked, she turned voluptuously around to face him.
Aaaahhh, the Captain thought to himself as he felt the desire to touch her snake through his arms and into his fingers. But he would not. Masochism was the greater part of his lust! Yet, unconsciously, his fingers increased their speed as he massaged his desire-inflamed cock, the flickers of lust running swiftly over the sensitive nerve-ends of his body to center in the swollen, distended skin of his lusty prick.
For a while he feasted his eyes on the wetly shining lips of Jenny's open mouth then roamed his gaze down past the slender column of her neck to the swelling slopes of the naked contours displayed voluptuously before him. He lingered for a moment on the high-set tits, placed so closely together with only the narrowest of valleys separating their magnificent areolas, as ready to be sucked, he tortured himself, as a baby's thumb! He groaned softly and increased the speed of his fingers again. It was a marvel to him how some women's tits kept their shape in spite of being so sizable and heavy, but this broad, for example, had only the slightest shadow beneath their bulging fullness.
Then his eyes flicked lower to the enticingly rounded, alabaster-sheened hips and the delicious curve of her soft belly with its faint arrow of brown hairs pointing to her navel. Between her slightly spread legs he could see clearly through the tangle of pubic hair the fleshy pinkness of her cuntal slit glistening wetly in the reflected light in his cabin. She walked across to him, her tits rising and falling as she tasted the power she was exerting over a male by the lewd exhibition of her body, watching with secret satisfaction the changing expressions flickering across his eager face. The lust that she could arouse in a human male never failed to excite her.
As she sat on the edge of the bed and leaned across his loins, the mattress groaned. She trailed the soft moistness of her lips down the rather flabby sweep of his over-middle-aged stomach and wondered when he was going to reach up and grab her and sweep her away...! He didn't. He only sucked in his breath and took his hand away from his thickly swollen prick, allowing his arms to fall limply to the white muslin sheets at his sides. His self-refusal tortured his nerves deliciously!
Seeing that he was slow about his ministrations, Jenny abruptly sprang onto the bed, straddling the Captain on her hands and knees so that her knees ground into his shoulders and her hands were planted on either side of his hips. Her face was poised just above his upthrusting blood-engorged cock that now gleamed with moisture along the whole of its length. He could feel the hot air from her breath blowing closely against the distended tip.
Staring straight up at the hairy furrow between the swelling mounds of her ass, he studied the tightly puckered ring of her gray asshole nestling in the deepest part of the cleft. Beneath that, a damp scythe of hairs outlined the trembling lips of her cunt and the swollen pink edges of her cuntal slit between them. He raised his head and looked past the mysterious light brown pubic triangle at the fleshy curve of her belly and the hanging mounds of her generous tits that swung enticingly just above his hips. Her mouth was only a teasing inch away from his rigidly aching cock. A thread of saliva swayed down to mingle with the moisture seeping from the slit in its bulbous head as she took one hand from the mattress and cradled his testicles, squeezing them softly as he groaned and gritted his teeth.
"Jenny wants a drink," she babbled softly, moving the hand up onto his gleaming rod. "Jenny's soooo thirsty! Please give Jenny a drink...!"
The Captain was panting with desire. He felt he was a prisoner bound to a mast while his gorgeous captor tortured him with her lascivious teasing that drove him wild. He wanted to reach out and ravish her beautiful body but there was nothing he could do against the heavy chains that kept him immobile against the unmoving mast! His chest heaved up and down between her thighs. He could feel the wet hairs over her cunt tickling the curly gray hair on his chest each time he drew air into his bursting lungs. He gasped and let his head fall back on the bed (against the tree!), able only to thrust his loins toward her involuntarily as the warm moistness of her open lips closed suddenly over the sensitively throbbing head of his granite-hard cock.
Ahhhhh! he thought deliriously. How he would give anything to seize her hips and sink his wet tongue into the damp pink crack slitting her hovering pussy, but he could not loosen the chains enough! What a tempestuous fuck he would give her then! He lifted his head as best he could and stared down the length of his hair-covered body. She had pulled his foreskin back as far as it would go, tightening the flesh of his prick until it felt as though the head would burst, as her lips sucked at the inflated glans and her wet, red tongue flickered wickedly around the glistening shaft.
Still keeping the skin pulled agonizingly back, she began bobbing her head up and down, at the same time increasing the twirling of her tongue around the moist stickiness of the blood-engorged head. The Captain had his mirror strategically placed, of course, so that he could look beyond her thigh to see a profile view of her contorted face with the thickness of his cock buried lewdly between her sucking lips. Excitement rose wildly within him as he watched his bloated shaft begin to fuck like a piston rhythmically in and out of her tightly ovaled mouth. The sight caused his loins to tense and jerk up into her face until it looked as though the reflected prick was sinking its entire length all the way down her throat. Almost all of it disappeared with each hard thrust he made until only a small section of it showed white and gleaming protruding from between her softly distended lips.
Still with that nerve-tingling lick on the upstroke, her wet tongue was making the bulging cock-head throb and jerk as though a second heart beat wildly within it. He stared, hypnotized, at the mirror, watching the flesh of her lips pulled out grotesquely, clinging to the hardened shaft of his cock as she sucked hungrily, her mind and all her concentration excluding everything but the lewd task at hand ... Her great white tits jerked and swung below her pumping torso, adding still another dimension to the lewd and lust-provoking image in the glass.
"Go on, you bloody female pirate!" he cried suddenly as he dropped his head heavily back on to his mattress and surrendered himself to the sensations boiling through his loins. "Drink! Drink!" he shouted. God, if he ever got free, he thought, dangerously, he'd give it to her like she'd never had it before! He'd ram his fucking prick so far into her cunt that it would reach her throat from the other end! He'd pump his hot white sperm so far up into her thirsty belly that her heart would burst!
"Faster! Faster!" he hissed as Jenny slaved above him, her beautiful white body glistening with the tiny droplets of sweat forming over her alabaster skin. He could feel the pressure mounting in his testicles. He knew it wouldn't be long now. His cock felt like a balloon blown up to its tightest stretch and then inflated still further, ready to explode at any moment and spew its sticky contents to the four corners of the earth like a giant fish net. He hurled his aching loins hard against her face, ignoring her protesting mumble as he strove for the final release of this unbearable tension that was building, building, building ... and then suddenly he felt every nerve in his shackled body drained away to his loins, and he felt the white-hot current surge deep in his sperm-bloated balls and race steam-like the length of his fucking shaft. He gave a strangled cry and his lips writhed back to bare his teeth. As his hefty body arched upwards off the bed, his lust-driven cock began a wild, staccato jerking that flooded the woman's avidly sucking mouth with gust after gust of scalding sperm, bloating her cheeks outward with each cannonball spurt off the prow until she swallowed to keep from choking, mewling and crooning through gagged lips at his insanely fucking loins.
"Don't stop! Suck, you bloody female pirate! Suck it away! Heave ho!" he gasped, fucking his frantic cock deeper and deeper into her velvet throat as his hands clenched and unclenched convulsively on the mattress. She continued sucking frantically as he went on shooting his creamy steaming cum far back into her mouth, and then, with a last final shattering groan, he emptied the last of his roiling sperm between her lips and subsided back onto the bed.
For a moment, Jenny continued to nibble gently, drawing out the last drop from the spurting glans. Then, as the spent prick, began-to deflate slowly in her mouth, she withdrew her lips and, taking the limp member in her fingers, laid it gently back within his curly gray pubic hair. Now it was her turn, she thought, and kissing him softly over the navel, she sat on the edge of the bed waiting.
The Captain had thrown his arms wide in exhaustion. Now he sat up, supporting himself on his elbows and stared at her.
"Get dressed now," he ordered her the way he ordered the stewards around.
Completely baffled by his strange sexual needs and techniques, she innocently complied, climbing off the bed and walking across the room to pick up her dress from the chair. She suspected that once she had her underwear on, that he would introduce the next step so when she got to the dress and he still had said nothing, she slowed her movements, throwing as much sensual suggestiveness into her movements as she knew how. Yet he was watching her with a very bland eye, it seemed to her. Finally, she realized with a sinking feeling that it was all over, that she had been used without any hope of satisfaction.
"I ... uh ... I have my needs as well," she stuttered a little timorously.
"You shared a Captain's dinner!" he told her bluntly.
"Oh," she commented dumbly. Afterwards she thought how she should have told him that she had paid for that dinner in the price of her passage, but you never think of those things in time!
Dressed once more in her ice blue gown, she combed her hair without more comment and grabbing her shawl, left the cabin without his ever rising from the prone position on his bed in which she had left him, fully dressed with his uniform open just enough to reveal the hairy hill of his flabby belly and the limp prick folded like a robin's egg in a gray nest of dry twigs.
It was only about nine o'clock in the evening, and Jenny was extremely grateful for the fact that her friends, Phyllis and Leisa, would be out at least two more hours playing bingo. She would go crazy by herself, but she would rather be alone than let them know the humility she had just suffered. Her skin was alive with frustration and she yearned to strip off her clothes just as though she were burning with fever. She felt powerful urges to exhibit herself lewdly around the cabin, hoping and, of course, not really wanting someone to barge in on her ... anyone! Oh God, she couldn't stand the pressure! Maybe a hot bath would straighten her out, a bath hot as she could stand it! It might calm her edgy nerves and make the frustration boiling in her tits and loins go away! God, he hadn't even kissed her! He could have stuck his goddamned prick through his napkin ring and got as much out of that as he had from fucking her, she thought indignantly now. She was helplessly turned on, but she wouldn't admit to herself, not yet, that she was going to find something, some way to satisfy herself.
She didn't dare even think of doing it in bed in case one of the girls returned, but the bathtub would be safe, and she remembered an especially nice way ... As she stepped into the luxuriantly hot bath water, the memory of something she had done once before, many years ago, sifted through her mind. She squirted in some rose scented bubble bath and made little waves with her hands, letting the foamy water slosh back and forth like miniature surf around her naked body. Each time she rubbed the washcloth over her firmly jutting tits, she felt more excited, the tingly hot itch in her cunt growing more and more impatient and insistent than it had been earlier after the Captain's mysterious and cruel rejection of her.
Jenny reached over for the hand mirror and studied herself. She already knew that there was nothing about her to put a man off. The Captain was just some sort of queer duck, that was all. Her reflection showed an extremely sensuous face with heavy lidded eyes and full, sensual, and moist lips. Her tits peeked like strawberry topped sundaes, their pert nipples hardening just above the water. She knew her tits were perfectly formed, round and uplifting, and as she let her back slide into the bath water, she felt another tingle of excitement rush through her body as the water sloshed gently over them like a pair of hands!
She touched her own hand to her right titty, feeling the erected nipple harden even more beneath her fingers. Now why wouldn't a man want to touch that? A ripple of pleasure churned through the lushly curving mound as her thoughts darted back again to the strange Captain. So she was a pirate! He was thinking of himself as being raped by a pirate, apparently! What a nut he was!
She eyed her spray attachment, which she used to rinse her hair. She had used it once years ago and had never had to use it since. No man had ever passed her by the way the crazy Captain had! She had used the spray then on her sensitive clitoris so that the maximum amount of heated sensual pressure had been exerted on her cuntal area. She had been desperate at the time, almost as desperate as now, and desperation had been the mother of invention!
Now as the alluring blonde remembered that time in the tub, she forgot the stupid Captain, her hands beginning to roam of their own accord over her generously curving white body. The idle memories, even though only of herself, made her even more excited that she had realized they could, and the temptation to caress herself up between her legs was becoming more important than any man until finally she doubted if she would leave the tub on the invitation of Clint Eastwood himself!
With a sense of flirtatiousness with herself, she began massaging the straining whiteness of her tits, trapping the trembling strawberry nipples between her long fingers, kneading and pulling them until it felt as though she would rip them loose from the quivering mounds. God, she couldn't imagine what had taken hold on her. It hadn't been that exciting before! In fact, playing with herself had paled utterly as compared with playing with the opposite sex!
Well, whatever it was, it certainly didn't matter, she thought. She would probably play with herself more often if it weren't for the fact that before this trip, she had always had all she wanted of male companionship. She was afraid of being caught playing with herself on the trip even though her frustration had been building. But she had kept thinking that some man would surely come along! If she were caught with her extended middle finger fucking up into her clasping cuntal depths by one of the girls, she would absolutely die! She knew her friends would burst out laughing or even worse, hide their smiles behind their hands in such a way as to be sure she knew she was the object of ridicule! Oh well, she had her privacy now. It was a wonder she hadn't thought of the tub before!
Suddenly she wanted to watch her trembling body as it responded under her own soft knowing touch. She picked up the mirror again and balanced it on the faucets so she could see her hands touching gently at the softly curling brownish blonde pubic hair ... more brown when wet, she noted ... up between her firm young thighs. Slowly she spread her legs and watched as the silken brown hair covering her cuntal crack became apparent through the foamy water. Her aroused little pussy lips were pulsating now against her fingertips that drew the narrow pink slit open, exposing her cuntal flesh to the gently swirling water.
She lifted her hips until her cuntal mound was above the water then. Groaning with anticipation, she seized the spray nozzle from the faucet-hole at the edge of the tub and flicked the spray to "on," then adjusted the volume of water until it was a soft pressurizing spray. Suddenly, though, the spray hold slipped from her fingers and squirted hotly against her tits....
"Damn it all!" she cried, fumbling for the hose nozzle that went snaking down into the bath water beside her squirming ass. When she had a hold on it again, she began to apply a jet of water to her throbbing, thirstily craving cunt, just below her clitoris. She thrust an extended middle finger up into her heatedly quivering pussy mouth with her free hand, feeling the slippery hole dilate to permit her freer entry. Slowly, with tantalizing gentleness, she probed around her tight little cuntal hole, sensing the elastic opening clasp hungrily at her upthrusting finger as it made little teasing, fucking jabs. God, it felt so good!
She used the spray nozzle with her other hand, holding it inches away from her emblazoning erect little clitoris. The water eddied and swirled magically across her tingling nerve bud, a warm sensation there mingling with the sensual fires that burned up inside her cuntal hole. She wormed in another finger, widening her legs farther apart. Then with a slow self-surrendering groan, Jenny sank down into the water slowly, letting the hose slip from her fingers and lie like a ceaselessly ejaculating prick at the edge of the tub, streaming its warm spurting make-believe semen against her trembling tits. She stared into the mirror to see her nakedly aroused form reclining in the tub, one hand down in the frothy tub water finger-fucking herself rhythmically, in and out, in and out of her pulsating, hungrily yearning cunt, while the other began working at the stiffening nipple of her left titty.
Her tits quivered with each passionate, squeeze of her fingers, her pose reflecting back in the mirror licentiously, sending renewed and even lewder flames through her insatiably sucking cunt. She thought what a fool the Captain had been for he would have no more of her now. Let him climb the walls or use some other poor innocent passenger for his queer antics.
"Yuuuummmm," she moaned, squeezing harder at a spiked-out little strawberry nipple and then roaming her hand freely from one pure white ripe mound to the other. They were each sweeter than marshmallow covered ice cream! Her mind was going rampant as she gave in completely to herself. Reveling, she felt the spray attachment spewing water warmly against her firm full tits, sending electric tingles of excitement through her nerve-ends. She began finger-fucking herself with quicker, harder thrusts, rummaging her fingers up and down inside her heatedly clinging pussy. Suddenly she grabbed for the rubber spray hose, and holding it like a long slim cock in her hand, she guided it up and down her tautly squirming belly. She lifted up in the water on her straining ass, directing the nozzle at her abdomen, feeling delicious inhuman fingers massaging just above her pussy mound.
"Ooooo-hhhh, God!" she groaned, not recalling that it had ever given her such wild feelings. Then a painful surge of lust-filled sensation swept through her loins. She pointed the spurting nozzle directly at her ultra-sensitive clitoris and saw her face crimson in the mirror. Her orgasm was finally coming!
Her whole body began shuddering as tiny fiery fingers leapt up through her heatedly clasping cunt in the first delectable throes of orgasm. She managed to adjust the pressure on the spray nozzle with her free hand and swished its increased volume of water over her entire cuntal area. The lewd vibrating sensation became more intense. Her moistly quivering pussy grew warmer and wetter around her fucking two fingers, the hot white lust juices seething around her rummaging hand and mingling with the cooling bath water.
"Oooooohhhhh! Aaaaaggghhhh!" she groaned into the groaning red-faced reflection in the little mirror. Jenny held the nozzle hose above her trembling young pussy for a while, enjoying its wetly soothing caresses and the last dying pleasure that banked through her erotically rippling belly. As the last throbs subsided, she slowly withdrew her fingers from her satiated cunt and dropped the hose down into the tub.
"Jenny!" she heard Phyllis's voice coming from the cabin.
They were both there. They were giggling. The startled blonde sat upright in the tub and grabbed for a plush white towel from the towel rack. "Just a minute," she called out. "I'm taking a bath!" She wrapped the towel quickly around her, stepped out of the tub on legs that were still weak and trembling, and crept close enough to the door to hear whatever they were saying to each other. Like a child with a guilty conscience listening to hear whether or not her parents knew what she had done, she put her ear to the door, but they weren't talking to each other. Leisa spoke to her through the door in her low, sexy voice.
"We won an electric blanket at bingo!" She and Phyllis both giggled again. "The Captain wandered up and suggested we bring it in to you because you had returned to your cabin with a chill!"
Jenny's jaw dropped and her eyes blazed angrily. Of all the nerve! "That's why I took a hot bath!" she shouted, forgetting that she was right on top of the door. "I'm fine now!"
"Guess you didn't like him, huh?" That was Phyllis asking.
"Right!" she said loudly from inside the bathroom. Jenny was toweling herself fiercely. Her alabaster skin was turning a blotchy, raw-looking pink. "I'd rather play bingo!" she shouted, deliberately suggesting with her tone that she had chosen not to play with the Captain of their cruise. "Ready to go back?"
CHAPTER TWO
The hotel in Barbados was far more expensive than the three working girls could afford. It had taken them years to save in advance and would take years for their strained credit to recuperate. It had all seemed very much worth it before they started out, but Leisa Talbot was beginning to have her doubts. She had gotten nowhere on board ship. Leisa Talbot, known as the sexiest broad in the entire plant where she worked, the sexiest broad in any plant in which she had ever worked, had a score so far of exactly zero, and as far as she knew, so did her friends! The only one of the three that had been out of sight at all was Jenny. Jenny's experience had been so unsavory that she had refused it, according to her, and she was lady enough not to talk about it, either.
About now, Leisa thought to herself, running a comb through her rich auburn hair while she admired the tan that, although it had a first multiplied and deepened those damn freckles, was finally beginning to overcome and even hide them somewhat. Leisa considered herself fortunate for a person with her coloring. Somehow she had escaped being an outright redhead with the fair skin and its problems that most redheads had to suffer with. Both of her sisters were carrot-tops, as she called them, and they had to stay out of the sun completely. But she, once she had passed through a slight burn stage that made her freckles darken into an embarrassing mess, finally began to tan beautifully. She had been careful to go through the burn stage before ever boarding ship for the vacation, wanting to eliminate anything that might interfere with the pleasure of her long-awaited vacation. Well, here was the long awaited vacation, but so far, she had not met the pleasure!
She sighed deeply. They had taken single rooms because although it was more expensive that way, they had all tacitly assumed that it would be wise to be able to entertain privately, if necessary. However, it didn't look as though it was going to be necessary after all, Leisa thought wryly. Well, at least they had each other to go to the beach with, and outside of certain two-handed sports that took place on a bed, preferably, Leisa's favorite pastime was certainly the beach ... where she might find a partner for the bed games she preferred!
Already now for another blazing day on the Caribbean, the curvaceous auburn-haired beauty went up to the door that joined Phyllis's room to her own and raised her hand to knock. Suddenly she stopped in her tracks, her first upraised in the beginning of a knock, her jaw dropping in surprise.
"Come on over here, sweetykins. Phyllis wants you to lick her pussy!"
Leisa was dumbfounded, letting the words run through her head again and again. Come over here, sweetykins! Who was sweetykins? As far as she knew, Leisa's friends had had no more luck than she herself! And knowing her own attributes, it was incredible to think that Phyllis might have found someone before herself! But she was sure that what Phyllis had said was: Phyllis wants you to lick her pussy!
Perhaps she had heard incorrectly, or more likely, Phyllis was having a dream born of her frustrations. For frustrations they all had, even if they wouldn't admit it to each other. In fact, their pride being what it was, Leisa seriously doubted that Jenny had refused the Captain at all! It was probably the Captain who was too gentlemanly to take advantage of the flirtatious Jenny! Involuntarily, Leisa began wondering if Phyllis was dreaming or could she possibly have found ... a lover! Good God, Leisa thought to herself, there had to be a way to find out for sure!
Suddenly Phyllis cried out again. "Ooooohhhh, yessss! That's it! Oh, damn, you're goooodddd," she called out. A knowing smile crossed Leisa's beautifully tanned face. What woman said those things to a real lover? Phyllis was finger-fucking herself and pretending it was a man! "Uuuuuggghhh," the voice came again, strangely husky and followed by soft moans of obvious excitement. Her voice was very pretty in that low register, thought Leisa. Usually she spoke in very child-like tones that some women considered feminine and attractive.
Leisa paused, her hand on the doorknob, wondering if she should or should not peek.
"Oooooohhh, do it again! It's beautiful! Don't stop! Don't stoooopppp!"
Leisa listened carefully and more seriously. It certainly didn't sound like a dream! It certainly sounded as though there were someone in there! Perhaps one of the waiters ... Curiosity got the best of her, and Leisa turned the doorknob slowly, not sure that the door would open, especially if her friend had company. The doors between their rooms could be locked from either side. Jenny had a room across the hall from Leisa. The door swung silently open a crack.
Phyllis had drawn her shades so that the daylight was dimmed as much as it could be with white shades trying to keep it out. But through a tiny crack it was rather difficult just the same to make out exactly what was going on in Phyllis's room. Slowly, Leisa was able to distinguish the honey-brown-haired girl's nakedly curving body outstretched on the plush rug at the foot of the bed, but she couldn't make out who was kneeling between her widespread legs. It hardly looked like a person, she thought, and then she realized with a sudden dryness in her mouth that it wasn't! Oh, God! Where did she find the huge, powerful-looking, jet-black German shepherd?
Leisa heard Phyllis murmuring words, words broken and swallowed and spat out in lust, and she found herself listening, unable to stop out of a burning curiosity. Her heart was pounding wildly.
She had never seen two people making love before, much less a young woman being licked by a dog!
"Oh, yessss, darling! Lick it! Lick it! Eat my pussy! Chew my cunt! Oooohhh! It's soooo beautiful!"
God, it didn't even sound like Phyllis Carter at all! It was almost as though Phyllis were mouthing silently while some sultry recording supplied the words! A tightening sensation caught at the pit of Leisa's sex-starved belly, and she blinked her brown eyes, trying to bring them into proper focus to assure herself that she was actually seeing correctly.
Yes, the brown-haired beauty was lying on her back with her knees raised high in the air while the black dog crouched in between them. The obscenely aroused young woman had clutched the dog's massive head with both her fragile hands and was desperately grinding her nakedly exposed cunt up against the German shepherd's mouth. Momentarily, Leisa thought she saw the animal's long wet tongue lash out snake-like and disappear into the soft hair-lined slit of Phyllis's upthrusting cunt, then low mewling sounds began to emit from her friend's contorted mouth. The depraved scene was beyond belief, and the shapely auburn-haired woman took a step backwards as if she had been struck by a blow.
She tried to clear her head, to think straight. They had all joked about various ways a woman could satisfy herself without having to rely on a man. They had done this as they laughed, albeit with secret bitterness, about their own manlessness on this trip. But this had never been mentioned by any of them. It had not occurred to Leisa! It had never been necessary in her bag of resources!
"Harder, darling! Lick me harder!" Leisa heard her girl friend exclaim in an almost unrecognizable voice. "Yes! Oh, yeeeesss! like that! Like thaaaaat! Ooooohhhh!"
Well, it was none of her business, Leisa reminded herself. Her good sense advised her to turn away and try to back out without their hearing her, but the salacious sights and sounds had temporarily hypnotized her. The big dog began whimpering tremulously as his tongue lashed along Phyllis's wetly glistening pussy slit, and instead of feeling absolute revulsion, Leisa experienced a strange light-fingered throbbing deep up between her own quaking thighs. Then the exciting sensations increased as the dog began wagging his long tail and bobbing his head furiously, making bestial, moistly licking noises over Phyllis's splayed-open cunt.
"Aaaaaagggghhhh," the sensually aroused brownette groaned, raising responsive goosebumps that rippled across Leisa's tanned arms and up to her heaving tits, now beginning to rise and fall heavily, making her nipples distend against her lacy swimsuit.
As her brown eyes adjusted to the dimly lighted bedroom behind the door, she could see the shepherd's lashing pink tongue more clearly now, licking fervidly at Phyllis's tight little cuntal hole. Leisa could see the beautiful girl's face contorting above her nakedly swaying tits, and her peeking friend gave a sympathetic shudder as Phyllis jerked her legs high until her kneecaps were touching her jiggling tits, exposing the whole moist-pink plane of her wetly glistening cunt to the dog. The huge German shepherd adjusted his position between Phyllis's widely parted thighs and gave a deep growl. He flicked his long slippery red tongue into the tight little puckered asshole beneath, and Leisa's eyes practically popped out of her head at the strange sight and at the other girl's wild response.
"Ooooohhh, sweetykins, you are perrrrrfect!" A long low moan escaped from the honey-brown colored head, and the naked girl clenched her eyes tightly shut, her lips baring back over her teeth at the obvious lewd sensation it sent uncontrollably through her nakedly squirming body. She whined again, writhing her hips up furiously at the hot, flicking animal tongue licking so obscenely at her small asshole, urging the dog on with delicate caresses of her fingers over his bent head.
Leisa hardly dared to breathe now, the exciting rasping escaping her own throat and lungs had become so loud. Her mouth was hot and dry and the churning sensation up between her thighs caused her to clamp them tightly together, making her aware of her own flowing wetness. Unconsciously, she reached down and sensually stroked her tingling pussy mound. Never before in her life had she felt so pruriently fascinated, so weak-kneed, so ... so excited! The strange sight of a dog licking a young woman's cunt held her so irresistibly spellbound! Her tits began to throb painfully in her escalating lewd desire. She found herself thinking about all the times men had tried to make love to her that way and then discovered herself wishing with all her heart that she had permitted them to lick her hungry cunt the way that black German shepherd was doing to Phyllis Carter! She knew that if any man were here right now ... any man at all could throw her down and ... and lick away!
The dog arched his back, his head pointing down as though he had stopped at a sparkling stream to drink and began swiping his tongue around Phyllis's little pussy lips almost angrily now. Phyllis's green eyes, narrow as they usually were, bugged open wide, wider still, and her hands clenched frenziedly at the dog's thick-furred neck. Both woman and dog were bound together by an inexplicable lust that threatened to tear the watching Leisa Talbot's senses into tiny confused shreds.
Then all of a sudden, Phyllis jerked up wildly on the elegant rug, her long hair spilling in a raw-honey-colored puddle on the white fibers as well as over her whitely-straining young tits.
"I'm cumming! Cummmmiiiinnnngggg! Oh, God! I'm cuuuummmm-miiiiinnnnggg!" Phyllis half-screamed, finally crooning off into a weird little wail as she choked and sputtered and writhed out her lewd satisfaction.
Leisa didn't dare stay longer and she backed out of the connecting doorway just as the big black German shepherd was moving away from his satiated human mistress. Leisa turned and stumbled blindly, closing the door quickly and quietly as she turned. She was totally stunned and so aroused, that she was almost breathless with a confused shock. Her frustrated mind was unable to keep itself off that marvelous beast! What was she thinking! How desperate could a woman get? And yet....
Without even thinking of what she was doing, Leisa went to her own doorway to the hall and opened it. With heaving chest, she sat on the striped satin chair just inside the door and waited. She hoped and prayed that Jenny would not make an appearance in the hallway to interrupt her plans or even just to find her in this horribly aroused condition. It would be most embarrassing. She had played it all cool, with success so far, very carefully hiding her disappointment with the sexless and frustrating vacation they were having. Her heart went out to her friend, Phyllis, who had had to stoop so low as to be satisfied with a dog! And now, she herself had been put into such a wildly excited condition, that the forbidden idea of copulating with a beast was enticing her. Maybe he could make her cum, too. Maybe he could put out this heat that was raging like a forest fire through her love-starved cunt. God, she hoped that Phyllis didn't have some other way to let him in and out....
But just then she heard the door to her right open.
"Bye, bye, sweetykins," Phyllis was cooing in her old feminine and so childish tone of voice.
Close the damn door, Leisa said to herself through gritted teeth. Close your door, Phyllis, she prayed. Becoming daring, she peeked out into the hall. The dog had started away! But the door closed just as she looked out. Quickly Leisa pursed her lips and called with the little kissing sound that all animals seemed to respond to. Sure enough, he turned his head and looked back.
"Come on, pup," she whispered. "Here, doggie, doggie!" The dog only stood and stared at her. What could she do? Glancing quickly around, she lifted her beach coat and slipping her thumbs under the top of her bikini bottoms, she swiftly pushed them down over the auburn hairs of her pussy mound. The dog immediately understood and came running. Keisa pulled up her bikini with a sigh of relief, stood aside while the dog entered her room panting, and then followed him in, bolting the door behind her and then proceeding to bolt her connecting door.
The sleek black German shepherd had taken an expectant position at the foot of her bed, where he was stretching out his long sinewy body in a comfortable stretch for the moment while watching her every movement with unmistakable interest. Leisa so wished that dogs could talk! If this one could tell her anything, she would use her body as a bribe to find out just how many times her friend, Phyllis, had used his services!
Finally, as she approached the bed, the dog sat bolt upright and then rose to his feet, whimpering. The sensually inflamed woman couldn't help wondering if he animalistically sensed the erotic heat up between her trembling thighs? She shivered lustfully as she moved in front of him. God, he was powerful. If a big dog like this took it into his head to rape a woman, there wouldn't be a thing she could do about it! A chill ran down Leisa's spine to mingle excitedly with the conflicting heat of her loins! She paused, beside the bed, obscene ideas that she had never even thought about before whirling through her sensually aggravated brain!
"Come here, darling," she pleaded, a note of desperation quivering in her voice. She began cooing, "Come on, darling." Yet she didn't want him quite right away. "No, sit!" she ordered, and the animal seemed to understand the command. He sat obediently.
Yes, she wanted to undress first. Just thinking of undressing lewdly before the dumb beast caused frantic jolts of raging excitement to charge through her. She watched eagerly as the dog leaned closer, even while sitting as he had been told. His obvious anticipation caused a trembling weakness in her knees. Then unimaginable sensations of frenetic lust stabbed within her waiting pussy as she pulled up and off her beach coat, then the top of her little bikini, letting her firm tits wiggle lasciviously in front of him. Now, with her legs slightly parted, the fingers of one hand pulled to one side the thin narrow crotchband of her bikini bottoms. She was exposing her auburn-haired, moistly scented cunt to him!
"Are you going to lick it for Leisa?" she asked in a whisper. At the thought of his licking her up there between her shivering thighs, her knees turned jelly-like and she was sure she was going to faint with the crazy excitement. God, it had been so long since anyone had touched her at all that she no longer had any control at all. She could take on a dinosaur by now, she decided!
Ooooohhhh, this was beyond anything she had ever imagined before. She trembled thrillingly, pulling the tight little bikini bottom down slowly over her tingling ass. The sheer crotch strip was lust-soaked! It was odd, but she could never recall having felt so deliciously naughty stripping like this before any man, exposing her fire-filled cunt to any lust-intoxicated male human! Here he comes, she thought with beating heart.
The black dog moved forward slowly, his head level with her thighs. As he approached, Leisa reached out and tousled his thick cropped hair, fondling his head softly. God, he was big! His onyx eyes glimmered in the light slanting through the bedroom curtains. She had not bothered pulling her shades since the balcony beyond the windows was a private one belonging to the room and inaccessible from the grounds. Suddenly the dog looked up at her, his eyes glaring with fierce animality. Then, lowering his head and perking up his big ears, he bent closer until his cool wet nose touched the delicate strands of her auburn pubic hair.
"Oh, God, darling yes! Like that, darling. Exactly like that!" she gasped as the mighty animal's wet tongue began licking her with fervency over her quivering pussy lips up between her sensuously spread thighs. Suddenly, she shook all over as she more fully realized that she was actually going to cum like this, having a mere dog lick her passion-slick pussy just as though she were a bitch in heat, while she held her long slender legs around his stately neck. Oh, wow! But it was wonderful! It was way beyond anything she had ever thought she could do! But it was certainly exciting and she understood now what had driven her friend, Phyllis Carter, to let the dog do the same thing to her a few moments earlier. It wasn't only her own frustration. It was the forbiddenness of the relationship ... the depravity of it ... that was so terribly exciting!
"Oh, lover!" she groaned throatily. "Oh, you sweet darling! Come and lick my cunt! Lick it good! I think I'll cum any second! Ooooohhhh," she crooned as the dog licked. "Keep it up, darling! Lick it! Yesssss! Lick Leisa's poor, hungry cunt!"
Again and again she felt the curling, fiery tongue, and she lifted her head to watch him licking upward over her upraised pussy mound. Higher and higher he came until at last ... God help me! she thought ... he was licking her sensitively throbbing clitoral bud! The black animal was so huge that she had to spread her legs wider to accommodate his broad form. "Oooooohhhh," she heard her own urgent whine mingle with the bestial pants of excitement from the dog. Leisa could feel his hot breath taunting her sparse pubic curls down there, could hear him whimper as his magical tongue touched her lustfully erect little clitoris!
That same irresistible tongue splurted wetly down between her widely spread asscheeks to lick up over her snug asshole, the tip suddenly curling in to tease her with its wet warmth. Then it coursed back up to her searingly impassioned cunt, and she shivered as he drew its burning wetness upward over the full length of her pussy. He licked again and again, this time cleaning through her softly yielding flesh like a hot knife through butter.
The blissfully caressing tongue didn't stop but splayed wide her swelling pussy lips in rapid strokes, swiping up and down her quaking cuntal flesh with increasing speed, bringing a lewd pleasure so ecstatic that she wanted to scream. At last, he lunged in an exciting, invading thrust far up into the responding heat of her deliriously craving cuntal mouth. She moaned, spasming in rapture beneath his tongue-fucking, her eyes lustfully feeding on the spectacle she and the dog were making.
"That's it, darling, lick my sweet little pussy, baby! Lick it goooood!" she cried as again and again the German shepherd's scorching wet tongue eagerly grazed over her quivering loins, from the snug tightly puckered hole of her ass in back to her shamelessly aroused pussy in front. At its peak, it hesitated, penetrating the liquid flesh to flick skillfully at the palpitating clitoral erection, fanning the growing flames inside her like a bellows. The indecent spell worked on her by the big dog had brought her to the point of squirming surrender, and the young auburn-haired vacationer moaned gutturally as each lust-teasing lick sent her body into further erotic spasms.
Recalling how Phyllis had brought her knees up to her tits earlier, now Leisa obscenely split her quivering legs to give the dog greater access to her widely spread cunt. Suddenly she was there. After all this time, it didn't take long at all. She heard her whines blending with his while he continued devotedly lashing his tongue wetly across the fluid pink pussy-flesh up between her thighs and asscheeks.
"Aaaaaahhhh! I'm cuuuuummmmiiiinnnnggg!" she moaned, writhing above the delectable presence of the canine tongue as though she were having a fit.
The experienced dog kept up the delicious tonguing over her wildly convulsing cunt for a few moments more and then whined, wagging his tail, apparently happy that he had made her happy!
Deliciously she collapsed across the bed, thinking ecstatically in her wonderful relief and satiation, how magnificent a dog he was. "You're wonderful," she murmured. "Woman's best friend!"
Lazily, when the last pulsings of her orgasm had diminished to nothing, Leisa pushed herself up from the bed and stood in front of the full-length bedroom mirror, naked, admiring her curvaceous body that had just been licked to orgasm by a dog! Her tan was getting darker and darker in contrast to the thin white bands of flesh that were always covered by her little bikini. Well, she sighed, she ought to put the dog outside so he could go to wherever he belonged. Just then she heard a noise from behind her, and the big dog's profile appeared behind her reflection in the mirror.
"I'll let you out, boy," she said. "Come on."
But instead of following her to the door, the big beast sat down where she had been standing in front of the mirror, his eyes darting up lustfully at her nakedly displayed body. She saw in the mirror how his eyes were darkly glistening coals flaming from a massive fur-glistening head. Her own skin, colored like dabs of whipped cream floating in creamed coffee, contrasted with the gleaming black of his thick fur. The startling beauty of the two of them took her by surprise. Then he was swinging up onto his feet and coming to her, his tail wagging expectantly.
"Oh, no, darling, please," she said, glancing down at him suspiciously.
Then suddenly, the strange thought crept into Leisa's mind that perhaps he expected to satisfy himself! On her! But how did he expect to do that? Yet he was cocking his head and whining for something. He was pressing his soft furry body up to her side just the way her cat pressed against her legs when hungry. Strangely, Leisa felt her legs grow suddenly weak and the constant lewd hunger that she had been suffering for weeks and had thought satiated a minute ago ... returning! The dog touched his cold nose against her naked inner thighs, sending an unwanted thrill through her, and she involuntarily moved backwards toward the bed.
No, surely she couldn't cum again! He didn't want to make her cum again so soon! She tried to turn again toward the door to the hall to let him out, and the big animal actually growled at her!
Oh God! She was stunned. She sat down on the edge of the bed, her slender legs parting automatically, and her jutting young tits heaving gently as she took a deep breath. A minute or so ago, it seemed, the dog had just finished licking her heatedly aroused pussy. Surely he had had enough! He hadn't plagued Phyllis to keep doing it! Why did he expect so much of Leisa? The big dog stood squarely in front of her, his head slightly lowered so that it was level with her auburn-curled pussy mound.
"No! Go away! Go away!" she said as sternly as she could manage to speak while fear shivered through her body. Noticing that she had parted them, she abruptly closed her legs, leaning back with her hands supporting her on the mattress. This was too much, she thought. Now the dog wanted to lick her frustratedly denied cunt again as he had before, but she wasn't going to let him this time! She had better not let him ever again! She could see that now! From now on, if it were necessary, she would have absolutely nothing to do with sex, from either man or beast! she decided irrationally because of her fear.
But the big German shepherd was not going to be put off. He was making his intentions more than clear, and an evil shudder went rippling through her loins. She had never been much of a prude. In fact, she had always been rather easy to reach ... by human males. But after all, this was a dog! And not with the edge gone from her terrible frustration, she did not feel the terrible urgency to stoop so low! She stared at him. He was standing patiently on the rug before her closed legs.
God, he was certainly a handsome dog. If he stood on his two hind legs, he would be as tall as she was! There was no way to describe the beast but massive. Her glance trailed away from the devilish glimmer in his dark eyes slowly down his muscular, black-furred back to his powerful flanks. His belly was drawn up tight and there the fur lightened to a gray. Leisa's brown eyes widened unexpectedly at the inciting spectacle of the German shepherd's hair-covered sheath. It was long and thick. She had never paid much attention to it on a dog before, but now that she studied it, she marveled at how long and thick it was, the tapered end inside barely visible beneath its fleshy, hairy concealment. God! What was she thinking of?
She sprang from the bed on which she had just sat and moved out of her bedroom into the connecting "bath, but the dog still followed her. He swung easily and gracefully through the door, just as she faced the sink, dampening a face cloth to cool her feverish face. Maybe if he saw that she was no longer interested, he would go away! She reached for her robe and put it on. The dog only whined.
"Come on, boy," she said. "It's time to go home, where you belong!" She went for the door. As she walked, he was beside her, quickening his pace, reaching the door before her and taking up a guarding position in front of it, sitting and facing her. Incredulous, she turned away and suddenly his nose was under her robe. She could feel his hot animal breath grazing the backs of her thighs. Abruptly another licentious impulse raged through her keyed up body, this time an unbridled urge which fascinated the cock-starved young vacationer in its forbidden lewdness. Oh, God! What was happening to her?
The big black German shepherd was absolutely beautiful. He was huge, frightening, but gorgeous! And never in her life had anything looked more tempting to her! Could he ... did he ... was he able to get an erection ... like a human male ... for a human female? He had come out from under her robe when she pulled it away and now circled near the window where, when the curtain blew open, flashes of sunlight grazed his back and his dazzlingly thick black coat glowed with electric blue sparks. She grew weak and rested tremblingly against the back of a chair, her brown eyes again falling across his belly to his still hidden prick!
Oh God! she thought. She bent down a little, staring at it. It seemed like a crazy idea, but was it possible that he could make love to a woman with it? For a long excitement-heavy moment, Leisa stared at the big dog's sheath-covered prick dangling beneath his powerful animal loins. At first her mouth and throat went dry, and then she began salivating erotically at the very sight of it. Once again the mind-bending question flared in her mind ... Was it possible that this dog could actually fuck her with his cock?
She moved from the chair to the bed to the bureau as though moving around could dispel the strange obscene urge billowing like magic flames through her taut young belly. The dog stalked after her, and the only time he didn't follow was when she neared the door into the hall. Then he sprang in front of her to bar her way out the door. God, he seemed to know that the door was escape for his poor victim. She laughed at herself. God, she was imprisoned by a dog! Perhaps she was going to be raped ...!
Then it was no longer funny. She could feel her seething loins begin a wet, hungry quivering as she gazed confusedly at him. And then, strangely, escaping from him no longer mattered. After all, if she were going to be kidnapped, she thought, it was undoubtedly safer to be kidnapped by a dog than by a man! And besides ... the very sordidness of the situation was driving her thoughts rapidly on. Would he? Could he? God! How dumb she felt! She didn't even know whether it was possible for a girl and a dog to have sex like a man and a woman did, at least in a normal fashion!
The dog stood curiously in front of where she had dropped now, her robe flying open, half-naked on the edge of the bed. Leisa's rapidly lubricating cuntal lips flamed beneath the auburn curls of her pubic hair that was beginning to mat with her flowing arousal, the entire forbidden scene and thoughts wildly bellowing the flames leaping inside her cock-hungry pussy. Her nakedly thrusting tits, where the robe had flown open and off one shoulder, throbbed painfully in her dizzy excitement as she reached out to stroke his furry head.
Suddenly an idea came to her. "Come here, darling," she called gently. "Come closer to Leisa. Leisa wants to make you feel real good! That's right, closer yet!" She pleaded in a soft voice raspy with desire. "Come on. Do it, darling. Come closer so Leisa can make you happy. I'll put my hand underneath your belly right where you'll like it! Move up here where Leisa can touch you!"
The aroused young vacationer's heart jumped with a never-before-experienced sexual thrill as the dog slowly turned and eased forward, standing in front of the gaping woman as innocent-looking as a virgin even though he knew well that he had won her! Still, he offered his back to be scratched as though he didn't understand!
"You silly dog," she giggled. "You beautiful silly animal!" But then she gulped at what had to be her own madness. Well, if she was going to have what she needed, there was no stopping now. She began brushing her hand lovingly over his strong back, all the while whispering to him in reassuring tones, her brown eyes locked on the solid length of his scarlet thick cock just barely visible beneath its black protective sleeve.
The animal glanced up with what had to be amusement in his eyes as the half-naked woman stroked his back. A satisfied expression flickered through his big soulful eyes as she continued making low crooning sounds at him. This broad was sure sexy. He liked the color of her doggy-brown eyes. That appealed to him more than the strange colored eyes some humans had, like the broad he just left!
Finally Leisa inched her ass up until she was balanced just on the edge of the bed. She perched there, stretching out her hand and caressing down toward his belly as she continued to whisper, "Just hold still, lover and you'll understand in a minute. You won't be disappointed either ... I don't think!"
Would she do it? Could she do it? Yes! The thought alone was just about driving her crazy with salacious desire! Quickly she lowered her hand toward his hidden cock.
"Grrrrr," the dog growled softly as he felt her delicate fingers clasping over his prick, the gentle touch causing him to tremble violently. The growl almost made Leisa take her hand away, but the sensitive animal reached out almost immediately and lapped her arm in a wet, affectionate kiss.
"God!" Leisa gasped aloud, clasping hold of his sheltered dog-cock and beginning to manipulate the outer flesh back and forth with her fingertips, feeling its passion-stirring hardness within! It had to come out to her! It had to! She wanted it so much! She actually wanted the feel of his long thick animal-prick slithering in a wet fuck into her yearning, starving cunt! The unreal wildness of the whole idea was driving her crazy!
While she clasped her fingertips over the dog's rapidly responding cock, she pressed her naked young thighs together. Ooohhh, the beautiful darling, she thought, clinging to his prick and beginning to stroke it avidly. Gently, Leisa worked the heavy protective skin back and forth, the big beast's head turning toward her opened white thighs, his hotly searing tongue starting to lick searchingly upward toward her steaming cunt.
And then, suddenly, Leisa thought her eyes were going to bug right out of her head as she watched the German shepherd's thick, scarlet cock emerging from its long, hair-covered sheath. It was wet and hard, the pinkly tapered end slipping and dancing salaciously as it continued to emerge like an eastern snake out of its basket!
Leisa strained forward anxiously, gaping at it. Pure, wanton joy streamed through her explosively excited body! She felt her nipples harden into hot, passionately throbbing magnets that sought to draw her closer and closer to the beast just as though his hairy body were the hairy chest of a human male! She even tried to look away from the strange sight of the dog's emerging cock, but she couldn't! She had never in her life seen a dog's organ in erection, and it was far longer and thicker than she had ever dreamed possible. It was almost as huge as a few of the men she had known, but different in shape with its lewdly beveled tip. And the cone-shaped animal-cock was obviously swelling, thickening with lust, growing ever larger and larger under her fond stroking. It was working!
"Oh, you beautiful, darling dog," she heard her own voice gasp throatily. "You have a lovely cock, such a nice, long, lusty cock!"
Then all of a sudden, the dog's licking tongue began to work downward over the softly giving flesh of her belly, dipping into her navel and downward, until finally he was sniffing up between her legs where he could smell the impatient heat of her lust-moistened pussy! Oh, man, did he want to fuck her! And by now, he knew he had conquered her! She wanted him, too!
"Oh, darling," the woman gasped, unable to take her eyes from his now lewdly glinting eyes, brown as her own. "I love you, too, you gorgeous beast!" When the dog continued to look at her with burning eyes, Leisa's glance fell on the still-lengthening, thick rod of his glistening animal-cock. But how could they manage it? As little as she knew, she knew enough about dogs to know he would want to crawl up on her from behind, but how could she allow herself to be taken like an animal! That seemed to her like going just a bit too far....
Yet the beautiful auburn-haired girl thought she would faint from the delirious sensations racing violently through her as she stood up from the bed, slowly peeling her robe off her shoulders, letting it drop in a pile on the floor at her feet. The black beast glanced up at her as her sparse auburn-haired pussy fleece and firmly rounded white ass came into view. Kicking the robe almost under the bed, she took a pillow from the top of the bed. Brazenly she lay down naked on the bed, settling her hips and untanned ass on the pillow stacked beneath her so that her nakedly exposed white moons of ass-flesh were raised high in the air. She was resting on the back of her head and shoulders.
The curvaceous vacationer's brain was spinning with the utter depravity of her action, as well as her obscene intention to actually let the strange animal fuck her! There was no point in even trying to think rationally about it. She needed cock ... any cock, at this point! And so she cast all her reserve and common sense aside before her screaming physical desire for this hot lewdly appealing animal prick!
Raising her shapely legs, she drew them all the way back once again until her knees touched her excitedly swollen tits. Her lasciviously upraised cunt was ready to overflow with molten fire like a brimful volcano as she raised her dark head to look down between her throbbing tits and anxiously spread legs to see the animal panting beside the bed. His long scarlet cock emerged from its hair-covered sheath was too much for her to deny herself!
"It's all right, darling! Come on up between my legs," she purred. "Come on up and eat Leisa's pussy! Up here!" she gasped, spreading her legs wider and reaching down between her thighs to stroke her inflamed pussy in a luridly goading gesture. "Come on, lover, up here! Fuck me, please! Make me cum before I go crazy!"
The word "fuck" was the correct signal. The big dog jumped onto the mattress, easily settling himself between her widely spread legs. The excited tip of his canine hardness brushed against her heated cuntal hole, raising tiny whimpers from both of them.
"Uuuuggghhh! Uuuuhhhh," the beautiful girl murmured. The shamelessly aroused Leisa Talbot felt the muscles weight of the big dog press heatedly against her own tightening stomach. She looked up at him with feverish eyes. Then she was reaching down beneath him until her gentle fingers lovingly grasped his huge pulsing, lust-swollen dog-cock. She shuddered at the heated animal feel of him and the awareness that it was a sensation unknown to most women, something only the most wanton women could have experienced. He was going to fuck her with that beautiful eagerly bloated cock!
"Oh, God, darling! Do it! Fuck me right now! I can't wait any longer!"
The beast's long slender, blood-engorged cock throbbed hotly between Leisa's tenderly gripping fingers in response, and it enlarged still further as she pressed its beveled head against the warm throbbing entrance to her steaming cunt. She lifted her trembling asscheeks higher until her belly was against his and her moistly nibbling cuntal lips pressed against his animal hardness!
The very second that her moistly clutching young pussy nibbled at his lust-engorged cock, the dog did nothing less than what his instincts, long honed by experience that Leisa had no way of knowing about demanded of him. The powerful animal sank his long heated thickness into the voluptuous woman's feverishly upraised cuntal hold. He squatted on his hind legs to do it well, to fuck it deep up inside her crazily tormented belly. His sperm-bloated balls brushed, then slapped hard up into the widely split crack between her asscheeks as he immediately established a rapid-fire pace of fucking.
"Uuuuggghhh!" Leisa gasped out at the first penetration of the big black animal's massively swollen cock. Her beautiful head felt as though it were going to spin right off. She could swear there were firecrackers going off somewhere, and the whole room seemed to be alight with sparkles of glimmering color. She would liked to have linger on those seconds when he made the first delicious entry, the first fucking strokes into her excitedly dilating cunt, but she was to discover that with a dog, there was no time for such human reflections. His long searing cock fucked deep up inside the farthest recesses of her grasping, clutching, love-starved cunt, and she gasped and cringed beneath him, her nerves ready to explode with white-hot lust!
How she lifted her pretty head and strained to watch as his incredible scarlet prick slithered in and out of her voraciously clasping pink cunt with moist lengthening strokes, fucking all the way to the hilt in her widely stretched auburn-fringed cunt hole. God, it was so unbelievably huge! She gaped at the glistening cone-shaped rod fucking like a piston in and out between her hair-lined pussy lips, and she kicked her legs out to wrap them tightly around his frighteningly muscular back, using her calves to raise her pelvis up even closer to his furry belly. Oh, God! It was so goooood! Why had no man in the world ever given her a thorough fucking like this? She certainly couldn't recall that one ever had!
Furiously, the great massive hairy animal belly and loins battered down against her upturned asscheeks, the dog's thick, joy-producing cock sinking its full hardened length in to her hungrily nibbling cuntal hole. She groaned and widened her legs. The frustrated young woman rotated her hips up at him, spiraling her eagerly sucking cuntal walls around his skewering pole while a low uncontrolled moan rasped from her lips.
"Oooohhh, darling lover! Do it! Fuck me! Oh, for God's sake, you black devil, fuuuucccckkkk meeeee!" Leisa gasped, pulling the massive black head down so he could cover her tingling strawberry topped tits with moist warm wet kisses. Her legs were wound vigorously up over his back as were her arms around his neck. He whined in a low crying voice while she impaled her wetly clasping cunt up onto his pulsating prick. With machine gun-like strokes, he fucked into her greedy little cunt. Her stretched, cock-filled cuntal walls clung like quicksand to his pounding swollen prick, urging him toward her release that was mere seconds away. Leisa started to cry out, but her voice died in strangling sobs and sighs.
Then finally she shrieked in a mindless rapture as the first inexorable spasms struck her. She ground her insanely convulsing cunt up hard onto his rigidly fucking dog-cock in a desperate lunge. The dog responded with a harsh, forward stab, his painfully inflated prick jerking deep up inside her thirsty belly. She felt his back tense. He writhed for an incredibly delicious moment and then rutted deep, his flat hairy belly wriggling against her nakedly squirming abdomen! Then he came!
His animal cum, a scalding white, spurted up like an exploding volcano deep into her tight constricting belly in long, creamy liquid gushes, flooding her womb almost to the bursting point. It was absolutely impossible and yet ... it had happened! It was still happening! A dog was cumming in her! It was almost too good to be true!
"Gooooodddd!! Fuck meeee! Oooohhhh! Fuck! Fuuuuccckkk!" Her sobs blended with the dog's guttural yips as his cock explosively erupted again and again into her wantonly writhing belly.
Flailing her head from side to side in disbelief that she had actually gone through with this thing, Leisa suddenly felt the strange combination of their bestial-human cum warmly trickling out from her grasping pussy lips. It rivuleted down her trembling inner thighs as she milked the last sperm-droplets from her animal-lover's deflating cock. Then he growled and jumped to the floor beside the bed.
"Uuuuuummmm," Leisa moaned and fell onto her side, her lust-depleted body finally rid of a gnawing hunger that had been with her ever since they started this dumb vacation. The big dog's heated cum oozed from her sperm-filled cunt. Thin trails of the pearl-like sperm ran down her thighs, but for the moment she just didn't care. She was half asleep and unaware that the huge dog stood beside the bed, looking at her nakedly sprawled out body and wagging his tail with obscene appreciation. She didn't notice him at all until with a final act of animal instinct, the big black dog dropped his head to her widely splayed pussy and licked at the. white liquid spilling from her still-quivering cunt. He tried to gulp at it hungrily but she jumped up, aghast, and successfully, this time, urged him out the door!
CHAPTER THREE
Meanwhile, Phyllis Carter was trying to get some sleep because she was just as sure as she could be that tomorrow morning she was going to be utterly exhausted after staying up all night with that exciting night manager. Last night she had brought the first step in her conquest of him to a successful conclusion. She wouldn't try the same maneuver tonight. She wouldn't get away with it, of course. But tonight she would just sit with him. That was all that was going to be necessary to lure him into her room after he finished his shift, sometime in the early hours of the morning. He already knew what she could do. This time she wanted to see what he could do and dispense with the dog!
She sighed melodically, aware of her own enticing beauty as framed by a pillow, her pretty face nestled in a pool of honey brown hair, her green eyes with their almost Oriental slant. That's the way a man should see her. Last night, as she made love to the handsome black man with the terribly English name of Jeffrey, he couldn't even see her!
She had seen him at the desk before but was always in the company of her two friends. It was only last evening that they had wised up and decided that walking around in threes might well be the cause of their problem, which was the inability to attract any male companionship. It suddenly seemed sensible, especially after several of those delicious coquis with all the rum, to split up. Before that, Phyllis had been rather afraid of walking around alone, and despite what the others claimed, she was sure they had their fears also. But those wonderful coquis would make anyone brave, especially if being brave might mean finding someone to pay for them!
As soon as the three girls went their separate ways, Phyllis had headed for the registration desk where that flirtatious night manager seemed to have little to do every night. Phyllis had supposed that if he were a manager, he was not tied to the desk the way a clerk would be. However, when he could see that she was responding positively to his flattery, he explained that he was very much tied to his desk, as unfortunate as that was.
"Would you like some company?" she asked archly.
"Weeeellll, that would be very nice," he assured her, and before he could stop her, she had found her way behind the desk and perched herself up on his stool so that he had to go and get a chair to sit on, which so lowered him, that only the top of his head could be seen over the high counter. The books he worked on were now chest-high on the desk that protruded out from the counter. It was rather uncomfortable, but since he didn't have that much to do, he said nothing. Besides, she was a gorgeous girl with one of those Jacky Kennedy little girl voices that he associated with wealth. He didn't dare antagonize her. Possibly she had other friends planning to vacation on Barbados.
It soon became apparent to the young and handsome native that the beautiful honey-haired American girl was fishing for a man. She was certainly a tempting morsel. Now if she had come last year instead of this, he would not have been a newly married man, but her timing was terrible. Even next year, or at least by the year after, he would be ready to cheat a little. But one didn't cheat so soon! Still, he enjoyed those firm-looking rounded asscheeks waggling in a ball bearing motion under her short green cocktail dress. And those legs, crossed high up on the stool there, they were sure worth looking at, too. He was quite happy working down on the low chair and being able to glance up once in a while at all that poised and exciting flesh.
"What do they ever make those delicious coquis with?" she was asking him. He sat back importantly. The drinks he knew. He had been a bartender for a couple of years before moving into his present position.
"Well, let's see. Here we use coconut cream, two kinds of excellent rum, one dark, canned milk, fresh egg yolks, vanilla, Cointreau, and nutmeg."
"Do you actually know how?" she was asking him now, her slanted eyes so wide they glowed like emeralds.
"Well, uh, yes. I think I remember. I'd have to make it, though. I couldn't explain it. Once I could have but no more," he smiled.
Finally, after drawing out of him what information she could about mixing the exotic drink, she was quiet to let him finish up his work, which he promised to do very quickly if he could do it uninterrupted. It gave her an opportunity to wonder about whether or not he was married although she didn't suppose that should matter. She wouldn't be here long enough for it to matter. Besides, he was black. It was really odd, she thought to herself. Back home, she wouldn't dream of crossing the color line, but here it didn't seem to matter to her at all. Perhaps it was because she thought of him as belonging here and herself as the outsider. At home, she belonged and thought of the blacks as outsiders, and all the reasoning that some of her friends used against that idea couldn't seem to wipe away that feeling on which she was raised.
Jeffrey, now, was a very handsome man, no matter what color he was, she thought to herself. His muscular arms looked terribly strong for desk work. It was seeing him on the beach in his bathing trunks that had inspired her with the possibility that just maybe she could interest him. And speaking of interesting him, an idea had begun to filter into her lust-oriented mind. If she couldn't get him to come to her room after work tonight, tomorrow she would buy the ingredients for coquis and beg him to come to show her how to mix them!
But right now was a problem. He wasn't getting much done very fast because so many people were coming up with inane questions and requests. Then suddenly Phyllis realized something and that was that the people coming were mostly fat old men with drinks in their hands, and they weren't coming because they needed Jeffrey's help at all! They were coming to ogle her! When she realized that, the first thing she did was get down from the high stool, which was obviously too attractive a spot for a curvaceous woman like herself not to attract attention. She sidled over to Jeffrey and explained to him that she was going to stay out of sight so the old men would stay away and he could get his work done. Then she looked around the lobby very quickly, everywhere that she supposed someone might be standing who could see her and then abruptly stooped down out of sight! The first thing Jeffrey knew about her plans, she was pushing his legs aside to crawl under the protruding desk into the leg hole. Then she reached out and pulled his legs in after her, settling herself comfortably against them.
"Now, hurry up and finish!" she hissed.
"Heyyyyy," he started to tell her to get back out of there, but he couldn't help laughing instead. It was, after all, very warm and nice indeed to have her snuggled against his shins while he worked. He peeked under and she turned, her tits wobbling enticingly in the process. He could look down into her dress from above when she did that. Her smile was all invitation. Good God! I'm married, he thought. He turned back to his work, talking himself into disinterest, or trying to, though his wildly throbbing cock was ready to rip right through his pants.
He felt her leaning up to him. He could smell her summer's fragrance, and drawn hypnotically, he leaned down as long as no one was coming. He leaned over as though to pick something up, and her lips were brushing his, her tongue was splurging softly into his mouth. She suddenly laughed and pulled away. Her laugh was like a little silver tinkling bell.
Phyllis felt his dark, mysterious eyes studying her generously curving profile as he held back now, keeping up where he could see the people, if there were any. But she had been right. There was no longer any attraction and no one came. It was late. He was noticing how her little cocktail dress tugged at her flat abdomen and slender waist. She felt his eyes caressing the close fitting, low cut bodice that clung to her lushly ripened tits. Her honey-brown hair spilled in gentle waves around her shoulders, and she rested her chin on his knee so he could see how perfectly proportioned her facial features were from the side. Then she moved her head in between his legs, closer to his already swelling prick.
"Damn it," he said between his teeth.
"Don't worry," she purred from below.
Slowly he put his hand down on her slim uncovered arm curving nakedly out of her tight dress and over his hot leg. He felt the goosebumps rise responsively on her skin. He looked down just as she looked up and her green eyes reflected the overhead light and gleamed like partially hidden emeralds. They narrowed as she smiled at his strange uneasiness. She certainly liked his tentative approach. It made him all the more thrilling. She could hear his breath deepening rapidly as he tried to work, his strong hand still on her skin, though, and sending little tingles of excitement down the sensitive nerve ends.
She shimmied up his leg. "Don't you want to touch my ... tits?" she whispered just in case someone were near.
Jeffrey gulped, tried to stop his heart from beating so rapidly by holding his breath. He tried hard to think of something else, of his work, the books he was bent over tonight, his wife at home ... anything to still his mind and prevent his wandering into forbidden territory. God, any one of his wife's numerous brothers would kill him if they heard of this so soon after the wedding! Yet, in spite of himself, he worked his hand up the outside of her dress to her full mounded tits, excitedly massaging the sensitive flesh through the soft fabric. Christ, there they were on his knee! What could he do?
From under the desk, Phyllis moaned low in her throat when his fingers began tweaking at her responsively budding nipple, and the obscene pleasure abruptly escalated to a salacious level she could hardly stand.
"Ooooohhhh, yeeessss! Oh, squeeze my tits like that! Make them feel gooooodddd," she gasped from underneath. Trembling helplessly, she turned her head up and what could he do but meet her lips on a crushing kiss? No one was around. Her tongue slipped between his teeth into his warm welcoming mouth, probing uncontrollably as the desire she had been harboring for him for days began to flicker like heat lightning up inside her belly.
"Oh, God, Jeffrey, you're so nice!" she groaned, letting his other hand, which had dropped its pen, slip down to her tapering waist and then up under her neckline. He wormed his hand into the cup of her nylon brassiere, squeezing her other resilient mound, kneading the soft warm flesh in his fingers.
Suddenly they broke the kiss, and Jeffrey's head popped up to look quickly around, then Phyllis felt his hands pulling her zipper down in back and then loosening her brassiere. She leaned forward so that hecould undo it more easily, a banking pleasure flaming fiercely through her wetly tingling loins.
Jeffrey's big brown eyes widened as the young honey-haired woman's large tits leaped and jellied before his face. He half-gasped as he stared avidly at the nakedly exposed mounds. Contrasting with the creamy white of her tits, which in turn contrasted with the golden tan of her throat and shoulders, were the small round nipples, like red strawberries, ripe for the eating!
"Christ, Phyllis," he hissed down at her. "You're really beautiful!" He continued staring at the twin white peaks of flesh.
"Thank you," she breathed coyly. "Ooooohhhh!" Suddenly he was down there with her, and her breath felt cut off momentarily as he began to suck and knead her nakedly quivering tits. She turned to him, her voluptuous body shivering with excitement beside him as he continued sucking and moving his tongue up and down in a slow tantalizing motion over her stiffening nipples.
"Oh, Jeffrey, I've got to!" she gasped.
"Got to what?" he asked between nibbles.
"I ... I've got to look at your cock. I want to suck it," she said trembling at her own audacity. It wasn't so much that she wanted to do specifically that so much as she knew what effect it had on a man and on his willingness to return for more ... at least usually. Well, she liked to do it anyway!
"Not now!" he exclaimed in horror! "Not here!" He was pushing her away fearfully then. It was as though he had finally come to his senses. What in hell was he doing here in the first place? He sat up quickly, bringing his hands with him and just in time, too! People were coming in the door. He reached over to his right and unhooked their key, knowing them and their room number without asking.
Phyllis was disappointed, but she was also goaded by his rejection into firmer action. Very carefully she undid his belt, and while he talked to his customers, she unzipped his pants.
Unfortunately, the poor night manager had to reach again for another key for another customer. From his stool, he could reach the keys while he sat, but from the lower chair, he had to raise his body from the seat just enough to enable the wily seductress below to slip his pants down over his ass! And not just his pants, either, but his shorts with them! Thank God for the height of the counter!
He felt his swollen black cock shoot out with sudden pulsating strength. Then the lascivious white woman had her white hand on his long thick prick, instinctively clasping her hand around its throbbing heat! She began jerking Jeffrey's fully erect cock in one hand and closed her eyes to listen to his breathing. And of course he had to smile at the customers over the counter and make notes about the time they wanted to be awakened in the morning. He was only grateful that they had all picked up their mail earlier because to get that for them, he would have had to get up!
Phyllis pushed his legs apart so that she could get in closer and stroke his eagerly throbbing prick, which responded to her and not at all to Jeffrey's confused tangle of emotions! She slid the smooth flesh up and down in a slow tantalizing rhythm that caused him to move his pelvis back and forth whether he wanted to or not. The crystal of the chandelier overhead reflected its light on the honey-brown hair puddled on his lap and glimmered on what he could see of the supple brown back and shoulders. Oh, Christ, someone else was coming in! It was that time of night when the older customers retired! He glanced down. She had pulled her head aside and for a moment, he saw the light glint off the shiny, lubricant-secreting head of his well-enlarged black cock!
Then while he waited on more people, she was shifting her weight and bending over his legs. He sat tensed with his rigidly throbbing prick pointed up at a forty-five degree angle from his body. Another glance downward showed him her nakedly curving tits as she pushed her hair back once more.
"Jesus!" he groaned and his customer wanted to know if he was all right! Bravely he smiled as though nothing at all were happening while Phyllis positioned her body close between his legs, jockeying herself a bit to accommodate all this to the small space where his legs were supposed to fit by themselves! He couldn't even see his customers' faces anymore as in his mind's eye, he saw the beautiful girl's tits dangling erotically and her delicately rounded ass, barely covered now by the lowered dress. She was holding his thick rod of male flesh tightly between both her little hands, stroking it between her palms in a teasing up and down motion that was causing Jeffrey's ass to undulate mildly in time to her maddening rhythm. He hoped it wasn't noticeable! He wanted to stop her somehow, and he didn't!
Her beautiful head lowered toward his long thick prick and her tongue flicked wetly out, the tip boring teasingly into the slight moistness of the small opening at the end.
"Christ!" he swore as for a moment the counter was clear. He sucked in his breath from the excruciatingly pleasurable contact.
Chills rippled along the back of his spine, forcing a groan from his lips. He'd never expected the luscious young woman to do anything like this! It was almost too good to be true! On the other hand ... what if they were caught? He could not help putting off the time when he would make her stop! He watched as she brought her ovaled wet mouth down all the way and enclosed the whole of his hard thick cock in a soft warm pressure that was so incredibly exciting he almost came right then and there. She was obviously experienced at this sort of thing, and the heat of her mouth and the way she used her buttery lips were absolutely fantastic, he thought. Her lips tightened in a pink elastic band just below the pulsating cock-head, trapping his straining black shaft inside the warm wet caverns of her pink mouth.
"Ooooohhhh," he stared down at the young woman's beautiful and now lust-contorted face. He had to stop all this, but how?
The sight of his lust-swollen cock sunk half-way between her greedily sucking lips increased the erotic sensation ten-fold and made him absolutely helpless. His stiffened prick glistened like an ebony tree trunk as it began to move in and out between her moistly encompassing lips. Tentatively at first, then with more assurance, she massaged the velvety resilient skin of his testicles with her satin fingers. She stroked his cock's stone-hard rigidity between the thumb and forefinger of her other hand as she began to suck rhythmically up and down on his saliva-coated prick.
The young, almost paralyzed, night manager could feel her wet tongue twirling with an obscene moist pressure around his blood-pinkened cock-head at the apex of withdrawal, the tongue-tip dancing across the tiny opening end. He flexed his ass, watching her head bobbing salaciously up and down below. Her long honey-brown hair swirled over his tensed abdomen. The inciting vision of her lipsticked mouth encasing his wildly hammering prick was almost painful in its lewdness.
Sensitive to the throbbing reaction in his loins, Phyllis began to suck a little harder, digging her teeth gently into the hard resisting pole of flesh, leaving small pale trails in the black skin where they had scraped the blood from beneath the skin's surface. Then, against his will, Jeffrey's hand dropped to her hair and pulled her even closer to him. She loved this position. It gave her a masochistic pleasure to know that she was almost incapable of moving her head in any direction now except up and down on his hot wonderful black prick.
For her part, she reached under his tightly fleshed ass, cupping one rock-hard globe of flesh, pulling his jerking groin up tighter to her face. Her tongue swirled around the warm bulbous head furiously until Jeff thought he would scream, feeling near the bursting point as she took almost all of his rigid shaft deep into her velvet throat. As she licked on the glistening wet flesh like a cat cleaning its new-born kitten, he felt all of himself, every nerve he possessed concentrated down there in his ecstatically jerking cock.
"Christ," he started to ask her. "Where did you...?" But here came the Browns. Mrs. Brown moved like a snail on her old cane!
"I'll tell you sometime," Phyllis gurgled, having understood what he meant to ask, her mouth still around his long thick prick fucking between her ovaled lips.
Jeffrey was sure the young girl had to choke. God, he hoped not because there was nothing he could do right now! She continued the maddening sucking on and on. Her mouth pulled up the full length of the impatiently beating prick, drawing on him like a vacuum cleaner. The pressure building in his sperm-bloated balls was excruciating and unbearable, and his long hard blood-bloated cock seemed to inflate and lengthen beyond anything it had done ever before. Never in his life had he had to fight so hard to keep from cumming.
"How are you this evening, young man?" Mrs. Brown wanted to know, her sweet smile bobbing along under her cane.
"Very well if very busy, Mrs. Brown," Jeffrey responded, hugging Phyllis with his knees with all his strength, hoping she would have the mercy to leave off a minute. He was just about ready to cum in her mouth! In her mouth! Jesus Christ! She was going to let him, too! He could tell she was, and he couldn't believe it!
"And how are you?" he had to ask even though his voice seemed to croak over the question.
"I'm very sleepy tonight, Jeffrey. It takes me so long to get anywhere, dear, that by the time I get there, I'm ready to turn around to start home so I'll have the energy to get there. It happens at my age, you know. I'm ninety-two years young, dear, you know!"
Jeffrey had heard the line so often that he could have spoken it for her and saved her that much energy, at least. But Phyllis, too, could hear what the old woman said and nearly choked on the fucking rod in her mouth. Jeffrey pretended to be clearing his throat to hide the sound that she made.
"Young, is the word, Mrs. Brown," he forced himself to say then. "Good night!" he said a little firmly, smiled, and bent over his work with high seriousness in the hopes that she would be impressed by the pressures he was suffering and not want to go into her spiel about her children and grandchildren and great-grandchildren. Mr.
Brown never said a word and never stopped her. Jeffrey had guessed a long time ago that the old man was still much younger than his wife. He was probably waiting to get rid of her and go have himself a fling if he could still walk faster than a thirty-second of a mile an hour!
The Browns left, and he couldn't believe his luck! Great swirls of heat were building deep, deep in Jeffrey's churning balls as he again watched Phyllis's face working thirstily above his black body like a contented calf sucking on its mother's teat. He could see tiny rivulets of sweat rolling from her naked tits as she bucked over him, trying to make him spurt his white hot cum down her gluttonously sucking throat.
"Oh, Christ! Jesus Christ!" he groaned into the 'large foyer, praying with all his might that no one came now!
The muscles on his stomach tightened until he thought they would snap from the pressure as he [arched his back up off the chair, pushing even farther between the hot clasping moistness of the sex-crazy young white woman's lips. He groaned over and over again, his mouth working and incoherent mutterings spitting from between his tightly clenched, teeth. Suddenly, he gasped! Had anyone come at that moment, it would have been disaster!
The time was here and a low, guttural sound started from somewhere deep in his chest as he felt the building gush of impatient sperm begin its mad dash from the reservoir of his exploding balls and begin spewing in hot thin streams into her hungrily sucking mouth.
"Succcccck! Suck meeeee!" he groaned as quietly as he could and still release the tension, the tendons on his thighs stretching like a prisoner's drawn tight on a rack.
The frustrated honey-haired girl's cheeks expanded and hollowed fish-like as she greedily swallowed the warm flooding torrents to keep from choking. She went on sucking avidly as he emptied his heated sperm into the wetness of her mouth. His feverish hands tangled in her long hair, holding her head to the hot eruption of his loins as he fucked the madly jerking prick all the way down to her tonsils.
"Aaaaaagggghhh," the young vacationer coughed, swallowing to regain her breath.
Jeffrey moaned his last and then fell back grunting in complete fulfillment. Gradually, his still halferect cock deflated in her mouth, but Phyllis continued the hungry, devouring sucking, drawing every last drop of the warm-tasting semen from his depleted cock. Suddenly he came to. God, look where he was? Quickly he wiped off his limp tingling cock with a handkerchief and then pulled up his shorts and pants. He was just in time as another pair of tottering old customers came for their key.
While Phyllis pulled herself together in spite of the awkward way she had to stoop while trying to dress, she tried to forget the frustrated heat that still remained in her own loins. Finally, when she was ready and Jeffrey told her that it was all clear, she once again reappeared above the counter, taking a deep breath of the fresher air.
"What time are you off?" she asked then, since he had turned, rather rudely she thought, back to his work.
He looked up. "I have to go right home," he told her with an air of finality that told her very plainly there would be no change in his plans.
"And ... and leave me like ... like this," she said, revealing her suffering in her little girl voice.
"I'm sorry," he said, hoping that she would understand and not make a fuss. He didn't think she was the type who would. Very dignified now he admitted, "I'm married, you know ... and very recently, too!"
Phyllis felt the pressure quivering in her nose as she sought hard to stifle the combined anger and tears that threatened to explode on her pretty features. But then she realized that he had just been satiated. She had better play it cool. She would just have to wait another night, that was all!
She smiled sweetly. "Oh, of course you do!" she cooed. "Why didn't you tell me so I wouldn't get myself so worked up?" she asked nicely, not angrily. Shame him but forgive him, she told herself. Leave him with a guilty conscience to bite into his sleep and make him vulnerable to doing her a small favor tomorrow night! "You just hurry on right home!" she ordered him with a smile.
He looked relieved. "Not yet a while," he told her. "It isn't even midnight!"
"Don't you go home at twelve?" she asked with high incredulity.
He thought to himself that maybe knowing his hours would be just the thing to dampen her ardor. "No!" he said. "I'm afraid I don't get out of here until four in the morning when the switchboard operator comes on to start ringing people up!"
"Four? And your wife waits for you until then?
How sweet!" she exclaimed, able to tell from the shadow on his face that his wife did no such thing. "Well, then, I hope I didn't use you all up!" She sighed deeply and rather loudly. "And I hope I can sleep!" With that she smiled, rolled her eyes in a gesture of frustration, and turned to leave the counter area for the elevator, being certain to leave him a good look at a saucy roll of her ass.
Well, that was last night. She found the handsome black dog coming out of another room. "Go on home where you belong," someone was telling him and closed the door, leaving him in the hall. He had stared fixedly at Phyllis as she dug for her keys in her big purse. And while she dug, she turned an idea over in her frustrated brain. She had heard many, many stories about a shepherd's willingness to lick a woman to orgasm. She had even heard they would fuck if you wanted them to. Well, she didn't want that. All she needed was the edge taken off so she could sleep. She could wait for the big fuck tomorrow at four in the morning!
Needless to say, the dog had been a jewel, playing his part with ease and probably experience. Phyllis was convinced that he had done the very same thing in the room she had seen him leave. He had no arousal while he licked her. He was undoubtedly spent! God, maybe this was his job, sort of! Now lying contentedly in bed in the morning sunlight, Phyllis smiled to herself. A regular Dog Juan he had been. She giggled. God, she had to try to get some sleep! There was no way she was going to be knocked out when three-thirty in the morning rolled around tomorrow!
CHAPTER FOUR
It was Jenny though who got absolutely stewed on too many Blue Mountain Cocktails and cried out their problems on the understanding elevator boy's shoulder. There wasn't really too much he could do but be understanding, wiggle her key out of her grasp, and almost carry her to her room. On the way, he heard the whole sob story of years spent saving money for what had turned out to be an absolutely dull vacation for the three gorgeous women who had come together but had split up in the hopes they could attract some kind of excitement on an individual basis. By the time he had laid her out on her bed, he had almost become intoxicated himself, not only from the Blue Mountain fumes on her breath but from the perfume of her frustration and the misery of her story. There's no one like a hotel employee to understand the tragedy of wasting money! He really felt sorry for her and would have fucked her then and there in spite of the fact that he was supposed to be working, but she promptly fell asleep, and he could see that not even a good fuck was going to wake her up!
He mused on the problem she had told him about for several hours. They were looking for excitement, were they? Christ, three beautiful broads like that were having trouble finding excitement? He couldn't believe his ears! Of course, they had picked the wrong place to find it, he had to agree there because he himself had trouble in that regard on Barbados and was seriously thinking of moving on to one of the larger, more lively islands as soon as he had enough experience to get a job in a more competitive place. They probably would have had a better time, he thought, if they had less money to spend and had to find cheaper accommodations.
Well, he sure wouldn't mind sticking his cock into that one, he decided, keeping a very clear picture of Jenny's lusciously curved body in his mind. The rest of the night, he could feel her tits against his chest as he held her up to steer her to her room. It was as though they had pressed their large shapes into his chest and molded two large concavities there, leaving the impressions for the convenience of the future. Excitement, he repeated to himself. Well, he would talk the matter over with his brother, Lee. Maybe they could rig up some fun, especially for the blonde, Nate thought, licking his lips as he waited for the Browns to make their slow, plodding way to his elevator.
So at 3:15, the time that Nate had to call Lee to wake him up in time to get here to open the switchboard at 4:00, he also told him the problem that the beautiful vacationers had just in case Lee might think of something interesting to do on the way over. And Lee sure did. The most interesting thing he could think of doing was getting to work almost immediately after he received the call from his brother. Nate's mouth fell open when he saw his usually late brother arrive, not on time, but more than a half hour early!
"What room is she in?" Lee wanted to know right away, his black face gleaming with expectation, his mouth broadly stretched over a toothy smile.
"Hell, she was drunk, Lee!" Nate said, not wanting Lee to get first shot at her. He knew he couldn't keep his older brother from having her at all, but, hell, he would like to be first for a change! When the two of them were kids, Lee had discovered that he had been named for an American general, and Nate had found out that he was named after an American slave! Their mother had just thought of them as American names, popular with the American tourists, and had been oblivious to the status distinctions. But the two boys knew the difference. They learned all about that difference in school and later from various tourists. They seemed to lose control over the development of their own personalities from the time they learned. Lee was a general and Nate was, not just a slave but, Lee's slave!
"Oh, come on, Nate!" his brother insisted, wheedling. "What room is she in?" He grinned. "There'll be plenty left for you! I've seen the blonde one. She's got plenty! I'll bet she could take on the whole damn night crew!"
Sulking, Nate pulled the key from his pocket. He hadn't even hung it up because he hadn't decided whether or not to go back at four. Of course, he was supposed to leave it on the mantel in the room....
Lee accepted the little key with an even broader grin. "I knew you had something private up your sleeve, little brother!" he laughed. "I just knew you wouldn't be so dumb as to leave the key to a treasure chest like that on the mantel where you should have! See you later, friend!" With an especially glittering smile, he bounded for the stairway. It was not that he didn't trust his younger brother to let him off on the right floor, but both of the boys were runners and much faster than elevators when it came to climbing stairs. Lee felt he had no time to waste. He had to have the board open by four!
"Come on, honey," he whispered to the beautiful sleeping blonde on the bed. "You can sleep later," he suggested into her delicate white ear.
"Wh ... what?" she murmured, still not opening her eyes.
He retorted with mock seriousness, "This is a stick-up, baby! You're being kidnapped! Taken hostage! We going to fly away, honey! Soon's we're done right here!"
Jenny's blue eyes flew open and for a while she couldn't focus them at all until finally she started to get up and felt fingers clamped like a vise on her arm. Finally she realized there were more fingers on the back of her neck! God help her! She found herself looking into the blackest face she had ever seen. His leering grin showed big white teeth that were positively frightening!
Now there was an enormous black hand inserted up between her legs. She was so addled that Jenny could still feel the fingers on her neck and those on her arm so that her first impression was that he was some kind of monster with three arms! God, she nearly fainted! Desperately she clutched at his fingers, trying to pry them loose from her quivering inner white thighs.
"Let me go!" she gasped weakly. But the stranger continued to move his hand upward until his outstretched middle finger was pressing her little nylon panties up against her responsively trembling pussy.
"Hey, quit fighting," he whispered. "Don't you want some fun?" He was rubbing his fingers all the while up against her fearfully cringing cunt through her panties, for Nate had left her fully dressed in her plum-colored cocktail dress, and she had not budged! "To tell the truth," he continued, touching her there as he talked, "I think we're both going to have some fun!"
"Pleeeeaaaase!" Jenny tried to scream out but the sound was a mere rasp that even Lee found difficult to hear. Poor thing, she was terrified! But he was giving her some excitement!
Jenny dropped back against her pillow when she felt the strange black man's fingers firmly pinching into the soft naked flesh just below her panty's tight elastic legband and found that her voice would not function. Maybe if she relaxed a minute, her voice would work and she could scream! The man squeezed tighter until she finally opened her legs and felt him loosen his grip.
"Wider!" he hissed.
She tried to get up from the bed then, but the stranger's huge form bending in front of her made that impossible. Her blue eyes widened and she looked like a cornered cat. The burly man pressed closer. Grabbing her shoulder with one big black hand, he dragged her sideways with him so they slipped back down on the mattress together. Something about him began to be familiar to her. She had seen him somewhere before. Of course, if he had been stalking her, she would have probably!
She blinked. He had left the lights blazing in her bedroom. If he were really a kidnapper, surely he would have put them out and worn a mask or something so she wouldn't recognize him later and identify him to the police, she reasoned. Yet she wasn't sure just how such criminals behaved. She saw that he was looking her over, his brown eyes roaming over the heaving spheres of her tits and her thighs, exposed in their barely tanned whiteness where he had pulled up her dress. He inched closer on his side, planting his hand gently on the little nylon triangle covering her pussy mound. Jenny could not help jerking up from his touch on her sensitive cunt, but it was the hand on the back of her neck that was still there, she felt, as he gripped her neck harder to hold her in place.
"Oh, let me go! Let me go!" she cried in the funny whisper her voice had become.
"I been watching you too long," he told her then. "Watching and wanting. I ain't giving up the chance of a lifetime, and you won't want me to once we get started properly here."
Jenny fell back, only to twist up once more when his obscenely groping fingers began to squeeze at the firmly yielding flesh of her round little ass. Without warning, he grinned triumphantly and yanked at the tight elastic waistband of her flimsy bikini panties. In one smooth tug, they were pulled down her legs and dangled now from one ankle.
"Oh, God, no!" Jenny gasped.
Gaping down at her nakedly exposed blonde-fringed cunt, she tried to cover the sparse pussy hair with her hands, but it was useless. When her panties fell to the thick carpet below the bed, she tried to sit up to retrieve them, but the stranger used the opportunity to slide his other hand under her uplifted asscheeks, and then he began obscenely squeezing the fleshy full moons together.
"Tell me, Jenny," he gloated when she fell back down. "Tell me you don't like sex!"
Jenny was left speechless. She didn't know how to answer him. She turned her head so she wouldn't have to look at his face. She had just never been the kind of person who could lie, even in these ridiculous circumstances! As unbelievable as it seemed, she knew that she was going to submit to him, that she could not help it. Shivering at the pressure of his thickly erect, pants-enclosed cock pressing against her naked thigh, she had the awful feeling that she was going to enjoy it, too! After all, she had been desperate for some time!
The vaguely familiar black man's hands moved back up her obediently spread thighs and rested just below her nakedly exposed cunt for an instant before he began eagerly stroking her moistly trembling pussy crack. Jenny shuddered and tensed as he continued circling his fingers over her sensitive cuntal flesh. After a moment, he used his thumb and extended middle finger to spread her hair-lined, hotly pulsating slit and exposed her clitoris, teasing it out to throbbing erection. The terrified young blonde vacationer was motionless with shame!
"Look," he whispered hoarsely. "You don't have anything to gain by not cooperating, baby. I ain't as bad as you think! And I'm strong enough to have my way, so why not join in the fun?"
His massaging fingers continued probing her warmly opening cuntal lips. Jenny suppressed a groan as her tingling pussy mound rose hungrily up despite her unwillingness toward his caressing fingers. She tried to stifle the lewd exotic sensation spreading out through her entire trembling cuntal area, but she couldn't! During this damned vacation, her body was betraying her in a way that it never had with the men in her life before. It was wanting the craziest things!
"No!" she cried out a little louder. "Please leave me alone!" she moaned, and even to her own ears, the plea sounded phony!
Her threatening kidnapper didn't answer. He just nudged closer, his black hands continuing to work over the warm white moistening flesh of her involuntarily responding pussy.
"Now, reach in and take out my cock!" he demanded.
Another excited shudder passed through Jenny's belly at his demand. Oh God! What was happening to her? What was going on? She used all her willpower to fight the unwanted sensuality, but her resistance crumbled as his exciting black hands coursed over her rapidly lubricating cuntal flesh. Soft ecstatic ripples of lewd pleasure spread through her trembling body, building to a hunger so irresistible that she willingly relaxed her thighs farther. Like some mindless love-slave, she finally turned toward her abductor, stretched out one trembling, white, delicate hand, and obediently began stroking the long thick bulge beneath his pants.
"Looooorrrddddyyyy!" he groaned, pivoting his blood-bloating hardness closer to her fingers that pulled timidly at his belt.
Pressing his strong, agile body hard against the beautiful white woman, he rubbed his stomach against her rippling little belly so that his zipper was easily within her grasp. She gripped the metal clasp and then closing her eyes, slowly slid it down. Lee's jockey shorts sprang out instantly, bulging with the obscene thrust of his thick throbbing, veined black cock.
"You just look at that, honey child! Go on and squeeze it! Touch it! There ain't nothing else a man's prick is for!"
Poor Jenny, despite her timidity, moved her shaking hands inside his shorts until she felt his hotly pulsating male cock leap up eagerly into her hand. She squeezed tentatively, then pulling with her other hand at the waistband of his underwear, she tugged both his shorts and pants half-way down his legs. Lee kicked them both off with his sandals, then reached down to remove his socks and lay down again. His thick, pinkly-hued prick stood out only inches from her abdomen, the cock-head swollen angrily and its skin stretched so tight it seemed to shine.
"Come on, baby, let's get you naked. Then we can really fuck!" Lee hissed, staring down excitedly at her fingers clasping around his throbbing, rock-hard stiffness.
Not bothering to wait for her to respond, his warmly pulsing cock thrust into her cupping hand, he reached under to unzip the plum-colored dress, then tugged it completely down. Unclasping her lacy black half-brassiere, he exposed her proudly thrusting, pink-nippled tits and stared at them.
"Oh, my!" he muttered in awe and let the brassiere fall carelessly over the side of the bed to the carpet, still gaping hungrily at her goose-bumped little nipples.
After removing his own shirt, the switchboard operator began grinding his swollen prick against her nakedly defenseless cunt, rubbing the lust-swollen cock-tip against the delectable pink lips of her quivering little cunt. He used the knob of his prick to trace a tantalizing path up and down her hair-lined pussy slit, teasing at it until the moist cuntal layers parted and his thick pulsing cock-head fit snugly within the heated pinkened crack.
"Jenny baby, you suuuuurrrre feel good!" Lee sighed, grinding his lust-bloated cock slowly and steadily between her quivering pussy lips. He slid his black throbbing cock over her wet cuntal crack, fomenting a warm glowing sensation that spread from her sensitive clitoris through her fevered cuntal lips and up into her wetly dilating cuntal hole. As the strangely exciting pleasure tingled through her throbbing belly, Jenny began rationalizing away the need to struggle against him. It feels tooooo gooooodddd, she thought dimly, too delicious. Anyway, I couldn't stop him if I wanted to....
Yet, her body had to fight against the torment of his rigid hot cock rubbing lewdly against her cuntal flesh, fought against surrender to it. But she knew he was only seconds away from complete victory, just moments away from thrusting his long hard shaft of mysterious black male flesh up into her ravenous belly!
"Oooohhh noooo, for God's sake! Please don't!" she groaned as a matter of face-saving form.
Her hips moved, nonetheless, in eager little circles, rotating around his thickened lusty prick that rubbed so deliciously against her pussy. Slowly, involuntarily, she raised her knees until they were locked in place on either side of his naked ass. His muscular black legs teased against the white backs of her thighs, expanding the lewd sensation in her hotly pulsating pussy down through the tingling nerve endings along her legs.
"Ooooohhh," Jenny moaned her defeat, sliding her heels up behind his knees and snaking her arm around his powerful neck. "Mmmmmm-nnnnn, yes, oh God! Yesssss!" she mewled into his open mouth. Lee jammed his fucking tongue deep into her mouth, and she immediately began sucking voraciously on it. Soft contented sounds escaping from between their lips. She gyrated her hungry blonde cunt in a few impatient grinding thrusts up against his lengthening hardness, trying to draw it immediately into her quivering cunt. "Aaaaahhh! Oooohhh, that's it! Put it into me!" she cooed below him, sucking wetly now on his lips as his red tongue fucked wormingly deeper into her velvet mouth.
Suddenly the stranger pulled away and stared hungrily down at her firmly ripened white tits swaying out gently toward her ribs and whimpering with each panting gasp she made.
"Okay, honey child," he said. "You ready for it?"
"Oh, yes! Yessss! Do it to meeeee!" she was almost screaming, literally out of control now and dying for him to fuck her with his long hard black cock!
The victorious switchboard operator reached down between their sweat-streaked bodies and grasped his eagerly jerking prick. He positioned it right above the eager little hole to her heated, yearning cuntal flesh.
"What do you want me to do to you, baby," he teased.
"I want ... I want you to please fuck me!" Jenny was more than ready! She could hardly wait an instant longer.
He placed the large rubbery cock-head against her impatiently dilating pussy hole just as though he were personally moving an American Civil War cannon into firing position because none of his soldiers could do it right without being shown! Then, pausing for a moment, Lee nuzzled the throbbing tip-end around in an impatient semi-circle till the tight elastic cuntal mouth suddenly gave way! As if he could wait no longer, he thrust his hips forward, and his long, burgeoning rod of lust sluiced warmly up into her tightly clasping, clutching cunt. Jenny groaned, her mouth contorting spasmodically, her pink tongue running over her moist, panting lips. God, she thought, at last!
His sperm-bloated balls slapped flatly against her upturned asscheeks, and both black and white, male and female, native and vacationer groaned in lewd delight. Her resilient young cunt flowered open wetly for him as his hard fuck forced her splayed thighs ever wider apart. The length and thickness of Lee's cock was even greater than Jenny had imagined when she had first released it from his fly. Now it filled her cuntal hole completely, brimming out at its base from her clinging cuntal lips and forcing her snugly fitting little cunt wider than she had ever dreamed possible.
Suddenly wanting to be fucked to the point of pain, she gasped up at him. She wanted to feel her own depravity thrown back into her face, and she wanted to actually wallow in her shame and humiliation.
"Oooohhh, yesss! Fucccckkk meeeee! Screw meeeee!" Jenny cried shamelessly, digging her long fingernails into his black, nakedly pumping ass.
In order to permit her tightly grasping, devouring cunt to suck up and down his rigidly fucking cock at will, Lee raised up on all fours above her wantonly thrashing body.
"Oooooohhhh!" Her voice strained with erotic tension. "That's so wild! So great! Fuck me like that! Screw me with your beautiful stone-hard cock!"
The agile switchboard operator slipped his hands under her frantically churning asscheeks, grasping them painfully, one in each big black hand. The gorgeous blonde vacationer had gotten down to it a lot quicker than he had expected, and Lee smiled at her uninhibitedly aroused moans. He sensed that no man had ever brought her to this level of crazy excitement! He was sure of it, and he mentally kicked himself for not getting at her when she first arrived! He wondered how long this beautiful little pussy had been frustratedly available just for the asking!
Meanwhile the shamelessly turned-on woman flexed her naked ass beneath his strong fingers and then jerked her impaled cunt harder up on his hotly fucking prick.
Lee squeezed and fondled his fingerprints pinkly into her smooth white asscheeks at the same time, letting the resilient flesh ooze like warm bread-dough around his fingers. Then slowly and methodically he slid one hand toward her tight little asshole, resting his outstretched middle finger in the damp crack just above the tiny puckered opening. He felt her nakedly quivering asscheeks tense up beneath his hands when his fingertip nudged the small anal ring and then felt her unexpectedly push back with her ass, impaling herself on his fingers!
With a sudden fucking stab, he pushed into her tight rectal hole, feeling the soft rubbery flesh yielding before his lewd attack.
"Aaaarrrrgggggh!" she squealed up at him, thrashing her eagerly pumping asscheeks around in his cupping hands. Then, with a groan, she stiffened, waiting. .
"Fuck!" he ordered her and then grunted in satisfaction as she came down hard with her asscheeks assisting in the outrageous attack against her defenseless asshole!
The black man had lodged his finger all the way up to the second knuckle within Jenny's tight rubbery little hole!
Now he wormed it around in the warm buttery flesh, curling the fingertip so he could feel the ridge of his own heatedly fucking cock through the thin membrane that separated those two holes. The exquisite blonde rotated her naked ass back onto his finger. Startled gasps bubbled from her lust-contorted lips as she jerked her tightly clasping cunt up and down on his long thick cock. The coinciding rhythms of obscene dual invasion pinioned her tightly so each heavy fuck sent her naked white torso into wild new spasms.
"Ooooohhh, Godddd! It's sooooo fucking goooodddd!" she groaned. Her fiery cuntal hole was moistening rapidly as her rectum was now filled with his two fingers that fucked in and out in lewd rhythmic accompaniment.
Lee pulled back his head again so that he could watch the beautiful white woman's crimsoning face. It was something he couldn't miss, the sudden and humiliating surrender of her whole being to him! And now she was writhing and twisting madly beneath him, unable to control her rampant desire to be fucked by his hard fucking cock and sodomized by his fingers. Yes, it was depraved! But that was all the more reason for Lee to enjoy the powerful feeling sweeping over him.
"Go deeper! Please! Harder! Fuck my cunt! Fuck meeee!" she begged, gasping as though she were close to death itself!
Echoing back into Jenny's consciousness were the wet smacking sounds reverberating through the too-expansive room. Dimly she was aware of her complete, abject surrender, but knowing that only made things worse because it just increased her obscene excitement!
Every inch of her tossing young body was slick with perspiration now. Even the area above her nakedly jiggling white tits was wet. Jenny's rippling belly and the sloping area above her pussy were hot with the liquid passion that seemed to spill out in an unending flow from her moistly dilating cunt. And as his sperm-heavy black balls slapped down hard on the moistened, pinkly raw crack between her rotating asscheeks, she could feel even more excited secretions pulsing out. In her mind she could visualize every lewd detail of what he was doing to her, his two outstretched fingers fucking far up into her tightly stretched rectum merged with his thickly rigid cock until the two skewering, fucking shafts became one impaling sword ... one long, lust-connected, rock-hard cock!
"Screw me! Fuck me! Fuck! Fuck! Screw!" she chanted into his short, kinky black hair. She was nearing the most salacious orgasm she could ever recall having! She swung her gripping thighs up around his back, waving her hollowing asscheeks in freakish abandon from side to side as she spiraled her near-convulsing cunt hungrily up and down again on his fucking ramrod of a cock!
She gasped and then stiffened, her eyes growing wide and then she screamed! "Oh, no! Don't cum yet! No! Don't! Ooohhh!"
But Lee hardly heard a word that she was crying out. He could feel the hot thick creamy sperm amassed in the reservoir of his balls churning as they beat a tattoo against her nakedly upturned asscheeks. He fucked his tongue almost to the bottom of her wet, velvet throat. With desperately kneading hands he clutched the fleshy white cheeks of her flexing ass hard up against his battering pelvis, fucking his semen-spewing prick into her gluttonously receiving cunt.
"Aaaaahhh, nooooo!" Jenny moaned in despair at the first feel of his scalding jets of cum. She could feel the turgid, pulsating head of his hard cock suddenly flare into a hugeness that threatened to mangle her inner organs, to burst right up into her thirsty throat!
Hot as a flood of newly exploding lava, his impatient sperm continued to squirt and flood up inside her gulping belly. She could feel his seething cum shooting into her with the consuming force of a gushing volcano, sloshing around in her quivering belly like in a completely flooded valley.
Oh, God, why hadn't she been able to cum with him? But he had been too quick for her. He continued to shoot the last of his hot semen, then, trembling in exhaustion, he relaxed on top of her naked white body, panting deeply for several moments, before he finally lifted himself off.
Rolling onto her side, Jenny's face froze in a horrified expression. God, there was another black man standing in the doorway of her bedroom! How long he had been watching all this, she had no idea, but he looked very much like the elevator operator. His brown eyes were glinting with insane excitement, and he was undoing his belt buckle.
"Nathan!" she breathed as she came to full consciousness and recognized the elevator operator, remembering his name, and then she looked over to the vaguely familiar man with whom she had just fucked. Yes, it was the switchboard operator. Lee was his name! She had thought she had recognized him from somewhere, but in the beginning she had still been too groggy from the Blue Mountain cocktails! The elevator boy was staring fixedly at her.
Lee was getting up from the bed, then jumping hurriedly into his clothes. "Is it time already?" he asked the other man.
"Past time," Nate told him, "but I didn't have the heart to interrupt the balling, Lee." Nate was already unzipping his pants.
In her stunned condition, Jenny thought at first that she must be dreaming or going crazy or something! God, it never rained but it poured, she thought in a daze. What kind of men were these? What kind of woman was she? For like a fool, she realized her own condition hardly warranted her considering other people's morality! The elevator boy was completely naked now, his long fully erect black cock menacingly waving at her as he approached the bed.
"Ooooohhh, for God's sake!" she cried as her blue eyes took in the throbbing size of this new rapidly thickening prick. Lee was still shuffling around the room, looking for and finding his sandals. Damn him, she thought, using her just finished lover as a scapegoat for her own lack of desire to move or protect herself from this fresh assault. Why wasn't the switchboard operator protecting her against the elevator boy? Why wasn't he helping her? Didn't he feel any sense of ownership or anything?
"Spread your legs wide, Jenny. I'm coming full blast," Nate grinned in triumph above her. "From the looks of that pink little, swollen pussy of yours, you are just as ready as me, baby!"
God, how many more would there be? she wondered. Were they lined up outside? Thinking of that possibility, Jenny thought for a moment that she was going to faint from the terror of it as Nate jerked her thighs wider apart. He levered up over her, his arms stiff, his black hands pushing her delicate white shoulders to the mattress. He dropped one hand down between their bodies, taking his viriley throbbing cock between his fingers and guided it forward, using the thick rubbery head to part the fleshy wet lips of her cunt. She could no longer see Lee anywhere. He must have slipped out to open the switchboard, she thought desperately, feeling more alone than ever.
Unable to watch what was happening to her any longer, she closed her eyes with a shudder just as she felt the soft electric contact of Nate's bloated cock against the sensitive edges of her moistened pussy.
"Oh, help me!" she called into the room just in case her former lover was still there. "Please!" But there was no answer.
"Nooooo!" she pleaded as she felt the first harsh pressure against the tight elastic hole of her cunt. For Nate had begun to push. She coughed as the huge lust-engorged tip slipped through, stretching her sperm-filled pussy hole farther than Lee's prick had done earlier.
"Aaaaagggghhh!" It felt as though her thighs were splitting apart from the relentless outward pressure. Maybe it was just that she had been away from men for so long, that she couldn't remember how big they were, but it seemed to her that the two black cocks of the present were monstrous!
"Oh, God, Nathan! Not again! It hurts! You're just tooooo biiiiigggg!" she was suddenly screaming so loud that he had to put his hand over her mouth while grinning lewdly above her.
Now the black man fell forward, his weight smashing her full firm tits tightly back against her chest. He thrust his hips forward at the same time, and his long thick cock slid fuckingly into her like a big black snake slips into his dark hole, pushing the soft moist flesh of her thirsty cuntal walls in rippling waves before it. She groaned and involuntarily raised her ass up. Jenny did want it! And there was no stopping it until with a loud groan his balls smacked heavily into the upturned crack of her tightly clenched ass.
Nate wasted no time with the preliminaries and began immediately to fuck up inside her clasping cunt with long, deeply penetrating strokes. He fucked hungrily from the very tip of his toes and jammed the last inch of his lust-thickened, insatiable cock up into her tightly clasping little cunt hole, bringing a bewitched moan from her lips that resounded around the room like an echo bouncing from alp to alp. Jenny's blue eyes opened wide and gazed glassily at the high white ceiling that seemed to waver like a cloud bank. She just could not believe this was happening to her! God in heaven! Two men in a row, one right after the other! Two black men! Two ... two marvelous black men, she sighed to herself, and she was responding as eagerly as a sex-starved whore. Well, she was sex-starved!
Then, yes, it was happening! She was going to explode into orgasm. There it was, just around the corner, still teasing ... tantalizing! "Oh, God, just a little more! Keep fucking me, Nate! Keep fucking! Don't stop! Don't ever stop!" she shrieked.
She began to fuck in unison with the elevator boy in crazier gyrations as immeasurable ecstasy began to flood through her tautly churning belly and thighs, her shamelessly aroused body and mind all centering in now on the hot rippling sensations deep up inside her marvelously cock-filled loins. God, she felt as though she were flying over the mountains like a great eagle!
And on top of that, Nate's suddenly burgeoning cock fucking inside her bloated belly was about to explode, too, adding his cum juices to her own. The thought excited her to a fever pitch of desire, and her motions became even more frantic. His slashing fucks into her wildly quivering pussy became almost brutal. Wilder and more ferocious he became, tossing her nakedly writhing body beneath him without consideration in his own obscene race toward orgasm.
"Oh, it's here! I'm cuuuummmm-mmiiiinnnggg!" Jenny suddenly screamed, and she began to cum and cum and cum some more, adding even more of her hot, boiling cum to that which she had secreted before. It seemed almost unending. "I'm ccccuuuummmiiinnnggg! Aaaauuuggghhh! Fuck meeee! Fuccccckkkk meeeee!" She vaguely realized that she was rasping, fortunately, instead of screaming, thank God!" She didn't want her friends pounding on her door, not now.
Nate buried his madly jerking, heavily bloated cock as deep into the wet velvety heat of her tight little cunt as he could, and he felt the granite hard rod expanding unbelievably to even greater dimensions. He had been ready the minute he had walked in to relieve his brother. Lee had to start work at the same time Nathan was free. It had worked out great except that he had wanted to be first, but what the hell! He was getting his bang into her and that's what counted most, he supposed. He gave one last, pounding fuck that sank right up to his kinky-haired pelvis, wet and matted with Lee's as well as Jenny's juices that gushed from her madly convulsing pussy. It occurred to him then that at least he had been the one to give her the orgasm. That was something! Now the flood of his creamy sperm exploded in a white, steaming burst that filled her belly with a warm load of boiling cum. Over and over, a dozen times or more at least, his rapidly deflating cock fired its white hot cum into her greedily sucking womb before collapsing into a ¦ useless, rubbery rope of black flesh.
After a while Nate pulled his satiated black body from her pure white one. "God, you sure don't tan much," he remarked, noticing that he could just barely see any difference in those areas on her curvaceous body that were exposed to the sun and those that weren't.
"Well, you don't tan at all," she said.
"I sure tan more than you do," he told her. "Look here." He pulled up his watchband and showed her the incredible difference.
"My God!" she said with surprise.
Nate's lust-loving cock was beginning to feel not so satisfied again. "That I am," he told her with a mischievous grin as he tilted her chin in preparation to fucking his ever-hungry tongue deep into her velvet throat. He was going to make damn sure that this was one morning she wouldn't forget! And she never did, which was how she slept through her friends' lusty adventures with the big black dog shortly after Nathan left her late in the morning.
CHAPTER FIVE
Jeffrey hated to refuse to teach Phyllis how to make a coquis, especially since she had been so nice about apologizing for ... well ... raping him, you might say. There was hardly anything he could have done about her attack, considering the public place she had chosen. She had been very contrite, however, and friendly in a cooler way. There was nothing about her manner to suggest that her desire to have him come to her room at four o'clock in the morning to teach her how to make a coquis was anything but sincere and innocent. Just the same, he didn't trust himself to go there with her alone. Maybe he ought to ask Lee to go with him. It was Lee's morning off, and it was impossible to imagine Lee's passing up an opportunity to fuck a beautiful woman. However innocent Phyllis's invitation to Jeffrey might be, she was certainly fuckable, as he had discovered, and maybe she would like to meet a man more willing than himself. So getting Lee to go with him was a precaution that Jeffrey convinced himself was necessary. He gave Lee a call at home.
"Christ, Jeff," Lee complained first thing, before he had given the matter proper thought. "It's my day off! What in hell do I want to look at you for?"
"Me, Man! Me! Who's offering you me? I'm offering you the best looking broad in the place. You mean you don't want that gorgeous doll with the light brown hair and the slanted green eyes? What's wrong with you, Man!" Jeffrey was sure Lee would go for a deal like that if he thought it over.
"What's wrong with you getting into her pants, Jeff? How come you need me along?" Lee asked sleepily. He had been asleep when the telephone rang.
"I don't want to get into her little old pants. You forget ... I'm just married, Lee. You think I'm crazy or something?"
"Yeah, I think you're crazy not to, that's what I think!"
"Well, maybe last year I would have and maybe next year I will, but not yet. My wife's brothers would string me up off the pier and feed me to the fish!" Jeffrey explained.
"Oh, hell, Jeff! How are they going to know?" Lee said with exasperation. "Christ, you're a year younger than me and twice as old ... and old fashioned!" the telephone operator yawned. "If you got to have a chaperone, take Nate up with you. He gets through at four with you!"
"Hell, he wouldn't go. He's had that blonde, Jenny, riding up and down the elevator with him all night, practically."
Lee then came to attention. He had forgotten about Jenny. It was very easy for him to forget one girl and go on to the next one ... unless Nate was involved. A guy couldn't let his kid brother beat him out, now could he? "What do you mean the blonde's been riding up and down?" he asked the night manager, fully awake now.
"One of the girls that came with Phyllis," Jeff explained. "And she ... "
"I know who she is," Lee said a little curtly. "She ain't no good for my kid brother, either. You get him away from her and take him with you!"
Lee ordered his supervisor. "He won't ... "
"Well, he will if I come and take care of the blonde!" Lee threatened. Now that he thought about it, he rather liked the idea. After all, he could catch up on his sleep after the three young and beautiful women had left the hotel, he reasoned. There was a proper time for everything, and usually the clientele were too old for his taste. "I'll be down in time to help out," he promised the night manager.
Jeff hung up the receiver with mixed feelings. He didn't want to risk being alone with the beautiful woman. But that was strictly an idea in his head. The entire rest of his body, his nerves, his emotions, and the tireless, hardening rod that was already giving him some discomfort in his loins, was in total rebellion against his cowardice! Nevertheless, he had every intention of sticking by his resolution of fidelity, and when he took the elevator up on Nate's last run of the morning, Nate was surprised to see his brother, Lee, with the manager.
Now Lee had every intention of getting Jeff into Phyllis's clutches so that he himself could quickly desert to the room across the hall. He had not counted, though, on the possibility that Jenny might actually choose Nate over himself! Ridiculous idea! But it happened. Right on the floor where he and Jeff stopped to go to Phyllis's room, the elevator door opened on the curvaceous blonde herself, and in spite of Lee's friendly grin and attempt to catch her in conversation, she only nodded at him and smiled, then walked right by to take Nate by the arm for the ride back down to meet the relief operator.
"Hey wait!" Lee called, inserting his hand quickly over the electric eye and opening the elevator door again. Yet he could tell from the adoring expression on the lovely blonde's face as she looked at his brother that the cause was lost. It was too obvious to miss.
"Yeah?" Nate asked him, and he had to say something.
"Hey, ain't you coming to the party tonight?" he asked.
"What party?" his brother wanted to know.
"Across the hall ... Phyllis's room," he said, looking briefly at Jeff, who had been startled at first but then thankful. It would be much easier for him to get away with four of them having a good time together and leaving him kind of free and extra that way.
Jenny and Nate looked at each other all smiles. "Be right up," his brother told Lee. "Soon as Chuck takes over."
He was as good as his word. As soon as Jeff and Lee had surprised Phyllis with Lee's presence and therefore upset her plan to get Jeffrey alone, Jenny and Nate were already at the door. Two more! But that made five, the frustrated honey-haired woman thought. Still maybe Jeff had counted on Leisa's being included. He knew that the three women had come together and were friends. The green-eyed woman was exultant. She would have preferred to have had Jeff come alone, but it would be fun to make a party of it, and it pleased her that he had wanted to be sure it was more than just a lesson in mixing drinks! She only hoped she had bought enough to make it a good party!
"Coquis lessons over here!" she said gaily, taking Jeff's reluctant arm and leading him to the bureau where she had laid out the ingredients. He had no sooner started and turned to explain something to her, when she was gone, rapping on the connecting door between her own and Leisa's room.
"Good God," her friend finally answered. "Do you know what time it is!"
"Coquis time!" Phyllis answered gaily. "Come join the party!" she told Leisa. "Right now!" She rattled the door, discovering that after all, it was not locked on either side. It swung open and there stood the sleepy Leisa, her beautiful auburn hair falling down to her waist, her brown eyes blinking against the light that streamed in upon her from Phyllis's room.
"It's a come-as-you-are party, Phyllis laughed, seeing that Leisa was in her nightgown. "So come on in. I've got to go learn how to make these things before he's all finished!"
Jeff's heart sank when he saw the third woman enter the "party" that he had hoped to slip away from as soon as possible. Now he was going to look like an ass if he left. Well, maybe things wouldn't get out of hand ... he hoped.
"Hey, anybody want a joint?" Lee suddenly asked in the background, and Leisa sailed into the room all smiles.
"Ooooohhh!". she exclaimed throatily. "You can't mean it! It's illegal here, too, isn't it!" She obviously hoped that it was! At last the vacation was beginning to get spicy!
"Nothing I do can be illegal," Lee told her with a serious face.
"Really?" Leisa flashed her big brown eyes at him in her most flirtatious manner.
"Yeah, he's a general. He figures that means he is the law," his younger brother offered, and then, with his arm around the curvaceous Jenny, he added in a self-pleased tone, "but he ain't!"
Lee was busy working at the bureau beside the nervous Jeff, and while Jeff measured out his rum, the imperturbably Lee laid out the little dull-colored cigarette papers. Very carefully he positioned two of them together, then took out a regular cigarette and began rolling it between his fingers until little strings of tobacco shredded out onto his two cigarette papers. Finally he pulled out a pouch, his potter's clay he called it.
Jenny would like to have watched more closely, but she was well aware of the keen competition between the two brothers and decided to be careful and stick by her choice. It wouldn't do for the men to get into a brawl of any kind, not with that stuff around. So she watched the whole process curiously from a distance. God, it was good to have something interesting happening finally!
"Here we go!" Lee said at last, twisting the end of the marijuana cigarette and passing it to his brother. He lit it and immediately began making another one. "Now don't be a hoarder, Nate," Lee chuckled while he worked. "You got to pass it around, you know. At a party, you pass things around," he said with a smile and a wink at Jenny. She was just then trying the marijuana from Nate's fingers. She coughed slightly and Nate passed it on to Leisa. The tiny pinpoint of flame went the rounds until everybody had tried it.
Leisa's turn had come frequently as she kept changing her place so that she was constantly next. Finally she swung into the little circle in which they all stood. "I'm going to dance!" she announced.
"Wait a minute," Lee grabbed her arm. "Jenny hasn't learned yet."
The lovely blonde was reaching eagerly for the depleted weed and now sucked on it as hard as she could, just like she had seen the others do, then passed it quickly to Phyllis. The small cigarette came around again and again. Nothing happened to Jenny at first, nothing like what she had heard, but then finally a crazy light-fingered sensation raced through the top of her head and delightful little pin-pricks played through her arms and upper thighs. It was certainly strange, she thought, trying hard to be analytical. Things looked strange, as though a veil had dropped down between herself and the others. She wondered if they felt the same way.
"Ooooohhhh! Let me go," Leisa said, pulling her arm away from Lee. "I want to dance!"
Leisa raised her arms and waved them from side to side, her sheer white nighty appearing to Jenny like an undulating light as Leisa's darkly tanned body moved slowly around the room, her body turning. Then she moved over to Phyllis's nightstand and flicked on her radio. Jeff nervously moved after her and lowered the tone. But Leisa didn't need the music, only the beat, and she slipped into the rock rhythm that was playing from the small speaker. By now, Jenny was hanging on to Nate, afraid she might not be able to keep her own balance, and was taking her drag from a fourth marijuana cigarette that Lee was passing around now. In spite of herself, and perhaps due to the heady warmth of the pot that flushed her cheeks and relaxed her entire body, Jenny could not help admiring Leisa's well tanned beauty. Her voluptuous young body began gyrating against Nate, though slowly, in time to the grinding beat of the rock music. Leisa was dancing more wildly, and as she moved, her short white nightgown at times swung high up on her smooth, tanned thighs to the white line above her bathing suit leg, giving three wide-eyed men teasing glimpses of her ivory skin Leisa did not miss a beat as the record on the radio seemed to spin faster and faster. She bent way over from her waist as she flailed her arms around the room, her full sensuous tits shifting and swaying, ready to escape from the gown at any moment. Lee was becoming hypnotized.
As a matter-of-fact, they were all becoming mesmerized with her wild swirling and shimmying. Her long auburn hair tossed from side to side with glimmering embers of fire flickering in the light as she ground her sensually alluring body in time to the music. She seemed transported to another world, another time, by the music, her brown eyes closed while her body moved to the uninhibited beat with the effortlessness of a born dancer. Her two friends had not seen this side of Leisa's nature before.
"Ooooohhh," she suddenly moaned. "I want to dance naked!"
"Yaaaaay," Lee cried, clapping.
"I ... I don't think you better," Jeff cautioned her, knowing that one naked woman could lead to a naked party, and then he'd never be able to slip out and home!
Leisa's eyes flashed. With open palms she ran her hands suggestively all around her body, bucking her lithe form back and forth with the kind of obscene polished motion one expects to find in a go-go dancer. Slowly, she let her hands near the bottom of her gown until finally she pulled it up over her head.
"Don't be foolish now," Jeffrey gulped. God, he shouldn't have come! He couldn't make any real move to stop her because the marijuana had put him into such a dreamy state that he wasn't even sure he had made the coquis correctly. Nevertheless, he began to pass them around. He had had to make them in water glasses, too, not the best way to have them but ... His hands shaking, he gave one to each person in Leisa's spellbound audience. Christ, this would be some party if he only wasn't just married!
"Wowsie wow!" Nate was chuckling as Leisa's large quivering titties thrust nakedly forward as her nightgown flew wildly to some spot on the floor. They stood out resilient and free in all their splendor, a dazzling milky white in contrast to her tanned skin, like double images of the full moon above in a stormy sky and with little pink "men-in-the-moons" playing on their small nipple-buds in the center.
"Take it off! Take it off!" Jeffrey suddenly began to chant, putting Leisa's coquis back on the bureau for later. He was not about to interrupt her now.
The tension was building in the room and Leisa sensed it, waiting for it to be so high you could slice it before she began wriggling her ripely rounded asscheeks more lewdly. She hadn't done this for a couple of years now, but you never forget, she decided, pleased with the obviously captive reaction she was getting. Her mouth opened slightly and the tip of her little red tongue protruded obscenely. All eyes flew to the dark pussy mound that was grinding its way to the center of attention. Her fingers occasionally brushed through the little curling auburn hairs, deliberately tantalizing the three native men who were gaping incredibly. They had never had a guest at the hotel quite like this before. Now she turned her back on them all so everyone could see the lewd rotations of her rounded white asscheeks on each side of the shadowy crack.
Jeff sighed uncomfortably, trying hard at moments to pull his eyes away from the lascivious dancer. He noticed that Lee had been able to do so in favor of rolling another cigarette, but Jeff was caught like a butterfly on a pin. Leisa seemed to be grinding her pelvis specifically for him now, perhaps sensing his conflict and his desire to pull away.
Jenny watched in growing envy as her girl friend danced wantonly back and forth around the room stark naked. She didn't have that kind of courage herself, she admitted. She wished she did in a way for the three men, now that Lee had finished rolling the weed, were all eyes for Leisa!
The dancing Leisa, taking a deep breath that made her lush tits leap up and hold their pose, Leisa flaunted her hips with her pelvis rolling and undulating as though it were floating in warm and bobbing like a buoy on the rolling waves of the ocean. There was indeed something shameful, bold, sensual, primitive, and terribly exciting about her dancing, Jenny thought. Leisa stalked brazenly back and forth and around in front of these men, occasionally glancing at Jenny and Phyllis to revel in their looks of amazement and envy. Her beautiful body was quivering with a wild passion, her brown eyes glazed with lust and shining, her smooth auburn hair flowing around her like a veil! No one seemed able to speak until finally the music stopped and Leisa herself broke the silence.
"Oh, wow, did that feel good!" she breathed, coming to a reluctant halt and walking brazenly naked over to the bureau for her drink that she could see sitting there, waiting. Tossing her now damp hair back from her shoulders, she sidled up close to Lee who was still watching her with a silly grin and an amazed expression.
"Yeah, it sure felt good," he muttered appreciatively.
"Aren't you going to put your clothes back on now?" asked the miserable Jeff, his spell broken by the conclusion of the lascivious little scene.
"Oh, but who wants to took for it?" she asked. Jeff couldn't bring himself to fetch the nightgown even though he could see it quite plainly, there in a white puddle against the wall.
"Not me," Lee laughed, his mood loosening from the hypnosis and his glance settling on her large naked tit for a long moment and then pulling slowly back up again.
But she pulled away as soon as another record started to play.
"It's so great!" she laughed. "Come on, Phyllis, don't you want to dance, too!"
"Oh, yes!" the honey-haired girl squealed. Jeff's reaction to Leisa's original dance had not been lost on her. She was going to have that man want her before this night was over!
Jenny, the most conservative of the trio, thought she would fall right out of Nate's arm when Phyllis began unzipping the little pink dress she had worn, letting it fall to her waist, her firm high-set tits still held tightly by her lacy brassiere. Jenny flinched and looked desperately away. By the time she had turned back, Phyllis had dropped the dress into a pink puddle on the rug and dotted it with her brassiere and panties and was dancing as nakedly as Leisa, her tits bouncing free with their jutting strawberry nipples like the delicious tops of a banana split, poking into hardness as all the men's eyes shifted now to her. Around and around the room the dancers flowed, and Jenny felt like an eternity had passed before she heard the disc jockey's even British voice again.
"Come on, Jenny, you've just got to do it, too," Phyllis giggled and fell down onto the rug panting.
Jenny jumped. She could swear she heard a distinct scratching from somewhere. Glad of the interruption, she turned around and realized that there was a dog scratching at the door. Glad for a diversion and before anyone could stop her, she had opened the door into the hallway and a huge, black German shepherd walked in. First he growled and then he darted directly to Phyllis, leapt on her seated form and swiped his big wet tongue against her bud-like nipples, his huge black back arched, his tail wagging, and his long scarlet animal cock dropping into sight!
"Oooooohhhh,God!" Phyllis gurgled. The beast's huge forepaws thrust her backward onto the rug, and now he was mounting the poor naked girl, his thickly erect canine prick trying to find the tiny pink hole up between her legs.
That decided Jeff! "Damned dog!" he cried with furious jealousy as he bolted up from the side of the bed where he had sat while Phyllis giggled and attempted weakly to push the big black beast away.
Jenny knew next to nothing about dogs and had no idea what the animal was trying to do. Her attention switched over to Leisa, who was now mistily dancing as though she were far away on the heaths of Scotland, quite oblivious to the struggle beside her. But the dog remembered her and if one of his former lovers was not going to cooperate, perhaps the other would. He now scooted in front of the erotically swaying, auburn-haired beauty and raised his powerful head up between her tanned thighs.
"Aaaaaauuuukkkk!" Leisa gasped, aware for the first time in a half hour of what was going on right here on Barbados ... to her! She reached down, attempting to shield her pussy mound from the dog's long, lapping red tongue. Then she giggled and freely opened her hands, her expression changing from shock to lewd recognition of the pleasure this weird assault on her nakedly exposed genitals offered. It wouldn't be the first time, but no one had to know!
"Hey, get out of here, Jet!" Nate yelled, finally coming to life as he realized that Jenny might be next on the dog's list. Defensively, he stepped in front of the beautiful blonde, and finally Jenny, too, realized that the dog was making the rounds. Frightened, she opened the door to the hallway and slipped out.
"What do we do to turn him off?" Jeff asked uneasily. He was familiar with Jet's escapades in the hotel, but he had been led to believe by the owner, that the dog never imposed himself where he wasn't wanted. The hotel owner felt that the big brute was good for business, and judging from the number of middle aged crones who came back year after year, Jet possibly was a star attraction.
"Why turn him off?" Lee wanted to know with a malicious laugh. "He's having a great time and so is brown-eyes there."
"Yeah, but he ain't going to be content with brown-eyes," Jeff said flatly. "And you know that as well as I do. He ain't a dog that pays any attention to bitches, only to naked women!"
Jeff's obvious jealousy, his possessive glances at her, sent thrills of delightful lewdness up Phyllis's spine. No, she didn't want to be fucked by any goddamn dog ... not tonight, she didn't!
"I know what to do," she said suddenly. "Maybe we can trick him!" She looked at Leisa and the girl's ecstatic face. If they waited any longer, the auburn-haired woman would be down on all fours inviting Jet to continue. Phyllis would have to work fast!
She opened the connecting door to Leisa's room. Then she gave Jeff his instructions. "You hang onto this door, Jeff, and the minute that dog goes through, close it, okay?"
"You're not going in there alone with that animal!" Jeff said sternly, and Phyllis smiled her excitement at his jealous words.
"I won't be in there with him," she promised. "Not if you don't want me to be," she smiled with practiced coquetry. Her girlish, feminine voice sent shivers of excitement tingling throughout his muscular body. If only his wife didn't sound like a fog horn in comparison.
She disappeared into Leisa's room and shortly he heard her call the dog. But the dog was busy with Leisa. Bravely, Jeff went up to the big black beast and tugged at his hefty shoulders. Jet growled in warning.
"Listen, Jet," Jeff told him, continuing to pull. Both he and the dog heard the breathy, feminine voice at the same time.
"Oh, Jeeeeetttt!" Phyllis called. At the same moment, Lee moved in on the aroused Leisa. He just couldn't help himself. He moved in between her and the dog. It was just enough to break Jet's concentration on the auburn-haired girl and wean him to the beautiful suggestive voice coming from the other room.
The big dog turned and bounded through the connecting door into Leisa's room, and Jeff, almost forgetting, finally remembered to jump for the door and close it after him. Already he heard the other door slam, the door out to the hall, and the big dog scratching the wood to follow.
"Surprise!" Phyllis called gaily as she made a grand and naked entrance from the hallway directly into her own room, stopping to pose against the door frame.
Jeff was so relieved that he forgot to be nervous about her running around in the hotel halls stark naked. He forgot to be nervous about the dog's scratching at the paint and wood of the door in the next room. He forgot to be nervous about being married. In fact, he forgot that he was married!
"Let's have another coquis," he suggested, wanting to stretch out the delightful party just as long as it would stretch.
CHAPTER SIX
"Hey, where the hell is Jenny?" Nate suddenly asked when the excitement over the dog was ended, and Lee was offering him a fresh toke.
"She slipped out on you, old brother," Lee teased, but Phyllis had seen her friend slip out.
"She's afraid of dogs ... I guess," Phyllis sighed and pointed toward the hall door before speaking again. "She ran that-a-way," the honey-brownette almost lisped before falling into Jeffrey's outstretched arm. He had certainly lost his fears.
Leisa was taking a draught from the marijuana cigarette offered her by Lee. "Did you see what that dog tried to do to my poor little pussy?" she giggled, trying to act as though she were completely surprised by it all. She didn't think it would be wise to let Lee suspect that she had been fucked by the dog before.
Lee grinned enigmatically. "Jet has good taste," was all he said and tried to catch her before she danced away again.
Meanwhile, Jenny, just inside her own room, heard the laughter as well as the music very faintly through her open door and the closed door to where the others were. She had no idea what the dog was doing in there and didn't really want to know. She heard someone cough and supposed another stick of marijuana was being passed around. Well, she didn't really want any more of that either. Her coquis was still in her hand, almost gone. She would like another of the exotic rum drinks, but most of all, she would like Nate to come. Surely whatever the dog was doing was not more interesting than she was!
Well, the evening was certainly changing the tone of their vacation, and it was about time. She was beginning to feel that she would like to stay forever. It was strange to be so attracted to a black man. She had never in the world dreamed that such a possibility existed as far as she was concerned. Maybe it was part of the devilish infantilism that seemed to be pervading all of them as a result of so much disappointment on this vacation that they had all looked forward to for so long. But Nate sure was nice! She found herself afraid to become too outlandish like the others had because she sensed his more conservative nature, and it was becoming tremendously important to please him. She had had her moments of wishing that she, too, could join in the strangely lewd erotic dancing that Leisa and Phyllis had indulged in. But she didn't want Nate to think that she would! God, no! She had just found him! She planned to hold on with both hands!
Well, dog or no dog, she didn't want to stay alone any longer. Nate might think she didn't enjoy parties. So finally, she summed up enough nerve to cross the hall again to see what was going on. Down at the far end of the hall, she saw the big black dog just disappearing down the stairway. She opened the door into Phyllis's room, but no one was there. Stunned, she wandered in and soon heard a peal of laughter coming from Leisa's room, so she moved in that direction. Curiously, she opened the door where the morning light was still too dim for her to see until her eyes could adjust to the dimness. Finally her eyes caught abruptly on Lee lying on Leisa's bed.
The switchboard operator had taken off all his clothes. She recognized the lithe runner's body with a shocking sense of familiarity. He was now stroking his hands over Leisa's nakedly rounded white asscheeks as the curvaceous auburn-haired beauty lay on her side. Lee's strong black body was behind the beautiful girl, but Jenny had no trouble seeing him since he was so much larger than her small white girl friend and so much darker than Leisa could tan. As they lay facing the door, the first red rays of dawn were streaking Leisa's white ass. They looked as though they were posing for colored film. Jenny thought maybe she should look away, but she couldn't. She was too hypnotized by the salacious spectacle and too curious about just what another woman did when she made love.
Leisa was giggling and trying to cover her budding tits with her hands, pretending to protect them from Lee's fingers moving over her nakedly curving hips and steadily upward over her sensitive, tingling skin. Her giggling belied her true intentions, but Lee didn't seem to mind playing the game with her. His fingers dug under her covering palms to grasp her round, highly set titties and simultaneously the rest of his muscular and lithe body pressed up closer from behind the little white form, against Leisa's slender body.
Now Nathan's older brother was rolling the slightly built, voluptuous auburn-haired woman over face down on the soft bed and was crawling like a preying and lewdly scheming animal up between her trembling legs from behind as she lay on her taut belly. His large black hands were spreading her white, resilient asscheeks apart, and suddenly he lowered his head to lick his wet pink tongue into the shadowy crack of her ass!
Jenny had never seen anything like that, and she gasped as she watched her new boyfriend's brother obscenely use his hot probing tongue between her friend's nakedly exposed and quivering asscheeks, his throbbingly bloated cock poling downward as he bent forward, rubbing the pinkened member against the rough blanket that lay beneath them. Laughing and struggling at the same time, Leisa seemed to be trying to squirm away, but her efforts were too unreal to be anything but pointless.
Lee released her quivering ass momentarily and moved his black hands under her tiny waist to jerk her up to her knees, positioning the soft jellied moons of her ass directly in front of his visibly throbbing, blood-bloated veined cock. Jenny watched in open-eyed amazement as he leaned down to her upraised ass again, using his pink tongue to wetten the split between the two shimmering white globes that rose like little snow-capped hills out of her golden tan.
What in the world is he doing to her? Jenny wondered in her drug-induced haze. What's going on? For a girl who had been around plenty, the twenty-four year old girl decided, she certainly had a lot to learn!
What was most fun to watch, though, was Lee's long thick, hard cock. She couldn't tell whether or not it was the effect of the marijuana on her or just the experience of watching others make love, but it seemed to her that his cock had grown since he had used it on herself! It looked enormous, far bigger than she remembered it from ... from ... goodness, it was only yesterday morning that they had made love!
Jenny was hypnotized by the strange thing he was doing to Leisa. He was licking at and wettening the frustratedly-trembling young woman's tiny, responsively quivering asshole. He was massaging his impatiently jerking cock in his free hand to even more monstrous proportions than it had already. Jenny was again visited with the sensation that it was all unreal. Leisa was still aimlessly struggling but still giggling. Perhaps that sort of thing tickled, Jenny reasoned dazedly, and she continued to watch totally engrossed as Lee released his throbbing black pole of inflated, aching flesh from his hand and began to rub it squarely between the nakedly writhing girl's wildly shaking asscheeks.
What is he going to do, wondered Jenny, her blue eyes opening even wider. Why is he in back of her like that? She moved like a mechanical puppet into the room another step, able then to see more of the bedroom and got the shock of her life?
Right in the middle of the floor, Jeffrey, the night manager, was lying with Phyllis if you could call it that! Actually he had raised himself up above her nakedly sprawling, golden toned body to kneel over the honey-brown-haired woman's face with his knees straddling her hot young body on either side. How black he looked against the white carpet! How black and exciting, Jenny found herself thinking lewdly. His long, rigidly pulsing black cock stood out against the carpet background like a massively throbbing telephone pole. He had his hand around it and was rubbing the glistening pinkish head against Phyllis's wetly parted red lips. Jenny saw that Phyllis's face came eagerly forward as Jeff thrust his hips at her lovely slant-eyed features, sliding the huge bulbous head deep within the confines of her anxiously receiving mouth. He tangled his fingers in the beautiful vacationer's long honey-colored hair as she began a gentle sucking motion.
Jenny could see the tiny ridges of soft pink flesh pulling from Phyllis's lips as the night manager drew his wetly glistening cock-head painfully out and then fucked his throbbingly rock-hard organ back again into her voraciously sucking mouth. She watched transfixed as he began a rhythmic fucking back and forth like a saw between two lumbermen, never withdrawing his wetly distorted prick all the way out of her receptive mouth but just leaving its huge bulbous, blood-engorged tip inside the warm velvet moistness of the lascivious woman's voraciously gripping mouth. Then, the young honey-haired girl was reaching up above her own trembling thighs, cradling the softness of his dangling testicles in her small palms. As she sucked voraciously at his lust-bloated stony cock with her widely stretched buttery lips, Phyllis also stroked his black testicles. In the growing early-morning sunlight, it appeared to Jenny that his glimmering hard black cock was a position that fucked methodically in and out between the nibbling lips because that was exactly what it was made to fit!
"Uuuummmmm. Mmmmmm," Jenny heard little mewls and groans of shameless pleasure erupting from Phyllis's mouth around the night manager's slippery fucking cock.
But where was Nathan? Jenny's heart and head were doing a tailspin. Where was the elevator boy, whom she had decided was her own! Then she spotted him, sitting on a chair by the door to the hallway, bent in a fixed stare, rolling his hands together as he watched Phyllis and Jeff excitedly. There was a gleeful expression on his handsome black face. He seemed to be enjoying everything that was happening, but at least ... at least, he wasn't participating!
Jenny entertained her relief too soon!
"Hey, Nate! What are you doing sitting there all alone?" Phyllis called in that damned childish voice of hers. "Come on over here, honey! You can fuck me while I'm sucking Jeff off!"
Jenny watched her young lover with a dazed kind of horror that immobilized her as Nathan pulled himself eagerly up off the chair. In no time at all he was out of his shirt and jacket and finally his pants. The hotel uniform lay in patches on the white carpet, forming a line from the chair to the couple writhing lasciviously in the middle of the floor.
Phyllis was giggling even louder! "Ooooohhhh! I never fucked with two men at the same time before!" she cried as he stopped to pull off his shoes. "Come on and hurry up, Nate," she laughed, watching him hungrily.
"Yeah, hurry up!" Jeffrey called, too. He had removed his saliva-wettened prick from her mouth and sounded irritated with the interruption.
Jenny was stunned and simply stared open-mouthed at the unbelievable scene unfolding among her friends and her own boyfriend! Phyllis was really a very beautiful and apparently sexy girl. Of course, she was probably very dazed from the combination of marijuana and coquis. There was no other way Jenny could understand the girl's willingness to have two men making love to her at the same time. The honey-brown-haired girl was sweating and her long wavy hair was strung out damply across the rug, giving her an even more licentious appearance. There were flushed spots of excitement on the untanned, translucent patches of white skin, particularly around her thighs near her brown curling pussy triangle. She lay with her arms outstretched in wanton invitation at her sides, her glowing green eyes dancing up at Jeffrey and then at Nathan, who had moved beside her and now massaged her ripened young nakedly throbbing tits.
Then Nate walked around to stand nakedly over her. "Time to spread your legs. Here I come," he smiled handsomely to Jenny's pain, "ready or not!"
"Well, it certainly took you a long time! I was almost asleep!" Phyllis joked, but she obediently lifted her knees. From beside her, Jeffrey put a hand on her passionately quivering shoulder, pushing it deeper into the lush carpet and reinserted his bloated cock into her eagerly parting lips.
"Aaaaaahhhh!" Phyllis gurgled. Her lovely face, neck and shoulders half disappeared below his kinky-haired pelvis while her rounded young ass waved high up in the air, inviting the young elevator boy to sink his long pulsating, lust-veined cock deep up inside her voraciously yearning cunt.
Jenny was broken-hearted in one sense and yet avidly curious, too. She suddenly found herself leaning against the door frame, her breath coming fast as though she had just run a mile. She could almost not believe that she was actually watching Phyllis's nakedly exposed ass uplifting so that the handsome black elevator boy whom Jenny had marked off as her own could fuck the honey-haired girl. As Phyllis spread her tanned knees, her pink-fleshed cuntal flesh revealed itself more nakedly open, wetly glistening with excitement in the fast-approaching morning light. It was somewhat confusing in her drugged state of mind, but Jenny found herself growing even more confused §s a tantalizing sexual hunger all of her own began churning deep up inside her taut belly. She could feel her heated cuntal flesh beginning to moisten involuntarily as she watched her rival spread her long golden legs as wide as possible.
"Come on, lift up your little old ass there," Nate commanded and the honey-haired woman obeyed instantly, rotating and squirming her uplifting girlish asscheeks with all of her might. Instead of being ashamed or inhibited in what she was doing, Jenny saw that she was totally enjoying it. Nathan's hips began to bob, too, as he proceeded to fuck his long, blood-engorged cock in and out of her rapaciously grasping cuntal mouth just as Jeffrey was doing into her equally hungry velvet throat. Jenny caught periodic glimpses of her friend's blissfully closed eyes and the way her hand was gently trailing over Nathan's dancing testicles.
Oh God, Jenny felt the marijuana or the coquis that she had either smoked or drunk earlier rush to her head! The room seemed to be tilting to one side, as though it was too much to maintain its balance with both Nate and Jeff working over Phyllis. It seemed as though everybody's breathing was coming through on loudspeakers all of a sudden. She. felt herself getting light-headed, and she blinked steadily for a moment and then stared down at her feet on the white carpet until she regained her sense of balance.
Whatever she expected, when she looked again, Phyllis was still furiously undulating and grinding her fleshily quivering ass up high in the air, the gentle curves of her body casting weird shadows on the wall in the constantly rising sunlight. Her straining belly glistened with sweat, her arms were slightly clenched. Her thighs were spread and quivering with sexual anticipation. It was raw, naked lust. There was no other name for it!
"Hold on a second," Nate murmured. He dropped to his knees and seized her waving asscheeks with eager, outstretched black hands. He steadied them, gazed at her honey-colored pussy and its succulent pink flesh for a long moment and once again brought his stiffened, wetly expanded cock into position against her invitingly splayed-opened young cunt. The beautiful tourist seemed to be holding her breath as the lust-knotted cock pressed up harder this time between her sensitively flowering pussy lips. Then with a single savage thrust of his hips, the elevator boy fucked his long thickened cock deep up into her wetly clutching cuntal hole, bringing wild ecstatic mewls from the woman's lips.
"Aaaaauuuugggghhh!" the brown-haired girl cried out, her voice strangling as it was muffled by Jeff's pulsating thickness in her buttery mouth.
Jenny's blue eyes widened as Nate's hard glistening prick pulled out of sight between the moistly clinging tight walls as he fucked his aching cock up into Phyllis's little pussy hole again and again, jolting her nakedly writhing body with each brutal stroke.
"Oooooohhhh! Oooooo-hhhhhh!" Phyllis gasped and moaned around Jeff's lust-bloated cock fucking like a pump in and out of her mouth, her voice trailing off into an unintelligible gurgle.
A hot, lewd flame leapt from Jenny's belly and up into her tingling tits. She thought she should still be shocked and hurt by Nathan's abandonment of her, but she realized suddenly that she was thoroughly enjoying it! She had never in her life seen anything so wildly exciting! Phyllis's naked, sunlit body began to buck and quiver, anxiously thrusting itself back up to meet the elevator boy's black lusting cock as it fucked deeply into her tightly thirsty little pussy! Nathan's brown eyes glowed with a lewd dire as he fucked unmercifully into her sucking young cunt, not holding back a single bit, fucking like a well-oiled piston into her with all his weight and strength. Her entire tossing, hot little body vibrated like a living jellyfish on the prowl under his fucking strokes, her ample tits jiggling and dancing obscenely, finally flattening out as they brushed up against his black, muscular chest.
Oh God, I thought it was depraved to take on one man after the other, Jenny thought. But somehow, fucking two men at the same time looked impossible and yet was even more obscene, more thrilling than what Lee and Nathan had made her do! Unlike Jenny the morning before, Phyllis was totally subjugated. She was nothing more than an abject slave to the depraved and unrestrained desires of Jeffrey and Nathan, who fucked with ever greater force and strength into her defensively clenching cuntal walls and sucking mouth. Her naked form had almost disappeared between their two masculine black bodies. At this point she had no purpose in life but to satisfy the two lust-driven men!
Jenny gave a little moan along with Phyllis. "Oooooh, God!" A wild thought bolted through her own mind and she quickly dismissed it. For a split second, though, she wished that she was Phyllis. The whole idea of getting fucked so savagely, so wantonly by Jeff and Nate at the same time was difficult to put out of her mind, but she did it. Yet as she moved in a little farther toward the depraved spectacle, she had to squeeze her warm, moistening thighs tightly together. The wet heat of her rapidly responding cunt was becoming almost unbearable. God, it was too much!
"Aaaaaauuuuggghhhh!" a man's loud grunt echoed around the bedroom. With a roar, the night manager of the plush hotel had stiffened and cum like a ravaging lion into the beautiful tourist's obscenely stretched mouth. His black face contorted with desire. Jenny could see his rock-hard ass flex and untighten as he arched his hips a final time. Then his entire body torturously convulsed as he came again and again, shooting his hot creamy male sperm deep into Phyllis's gurgling, hungrily sucking, velvet throat.
Pulling away from her, Jeffrey collapsed onto his-back on the carpet, gasping out the euphoria of his orgasm. His melting eyes flickered over at Phyllis, who was grinding her lust-drenched little honey-brown pussy lips hard up against Nathan's pile-fucking cock, ecstatically delirious moans coming from deep in her throat. Then finally, he staggered to his feet and moved out of the morning sunlight coming through the window to sit on the chair where Nathan had originally been sitting.
"Aaaaaahhhhh!" Leisa suddenly screamed a shrill note of pleasure that reverberated through the room.
Quickly turning her head back to the other side of the large bedroom, Jenny saw that Leisa had changed position, that she was kneeling in front of Lee's black form now, and her reluctant moans had changed into wails of rapturous surrender. The switchboard operator was sodomizing the bent over young vacationer. His thick, lewdly glistening cock could be seen fucked half-way up into her unbelievably straining little asshole.
Leisa's hips moved eagerly backward to meet the thrust of Lee's fucking his lust-hardened cock hotly up into her stretching, defensively resisting asshole. Her hotly naked young body undulated beneath him, and her girlishly small asscheeks rotated in tight abandoned circles that signified intense enjoyment.
"Oooooohhhhh! Aaaaaahhhhh! Oooooohhhhh!" she chanted beneath his long powerful fucking into her tightly puckering asshole. Lee became wilder and wilder in response, and he moaned himself as he fucked into her so hard that the auburn-haired vacationer suddenly collapsed to the bed under the weight of him.
And yet Leisa screamed again ... screamed out a cry of near exaltation!
"Oh, God! Don't stop! Keep it up! Aaaaauuuugggghhhh!" The cruelly ravaged girl was going out of her head with wanton desire. Her delicately curving young body began convulsing and jerking out a mind-blowing orgasm that Jenny Schofield thought would never stop. At the same time, Lee, the switchboard operator, was reaching his own wild peak, and he fucked forward in a deep plunge to embed his spasmodically jerking rock-hard cock deep into her thirstily milking little asshole. He tottered onto her back then, dragging the nakedly trembling girl with him. Then they both collapsed in an exhausted heap, draping one very black and one very nut brown arm over the side of the bed.
Jenny was just about going out of her mind! She had seen things in the last few minutes that she had never expected to witness in her entire life, and now she wanted in on some of this action that was going on so lewdly around her. Leisa and Phyllis were more turned on than she had ever been or thought possible to be. Whatever they had done to bring it on, she wanted to do also!
"Jennnnnyyyyy!" Jeff had noticed her and now was rising to his feet, nakedly holding out his arms to her.
Still, Jenny was modest and held back. Her fingers clutched more tightly to the door frame, and she could feel a deep blush spreading up from her neck to her face and into the roots of her blonde hair, whether from her own inner excitement or embarrassment at having been caught watching, she didn't know. The night manager strode across the floor, catching her by her slim wrist.
"Oh, no, please!" she begged, trying to wrench away.
"Oh, yes, pretty please," he said, holding tightly to her pulling arm. "Nooooo!"
But suddenly Jenny was pulled forward and up over the bed so that she almost fell onto it but caught her balance just in time. Then she just stood there, feeling befuddled while Jeff unzipped her dress and pulled it up over her head. She glanced away momentarily at Nate, who was furiously pounding his fucking cock up between Phyllis's swaying legs. He looked like he was going to cum at any second, and the next thing Jenny knew, she was in her little bikini panties and Jeff was pulling her down onto the bed where Lee and Leisa had been.
Wondering what had become of them, Jenny looked around the room for Lee and Leisa, but she couldn't see them anywhere. And then she turned back as she felt Jeff hurriedly pulling her flimsy nylon panties down her legs. She reached out but he was already tossing them aside. In fact, she saw them fly over her head toward the other side of the bed, where they disappeared onto the floor.
"Oooooohhhhh!" she gasped as Jeff's hand fell onto her nakedly throbbing pussy mound. His long black fingers massaged the already well lubricated folds of her love-starved, pinkly flushed cuntal flesh fingering her hard clitoral bud and rubbing it gently as her whole body shivered with an ungovernable spasm of delight. She was almost certain that she was ready to cum right then! But simultaneously, Jeff's other hand began to rub the full straining mounds of her alabaster white tits, squeezing their firm resilience between his fingers, then drumming his fingertips over the spiked-out strawberry nipples.
"Aaaahhhh," Jenny could not help sighing in undeniable pleasure. Frustration had been eating her up, and she could feel her hotly throbbing cunt already aching, already wildly hungry for something more substantial than his probing black finger. She could not resist as he pushed her down on her back and kneeled up over her before shoving her long slender white legs nearly double back up against her heaving chest.
"Aaaaahhhh," she gasped delightedly from his sudden impatient roughness. She glanced down at the rigid column of pulsating, blood-bloated flesh that was his cock, the stiff wonderful hard rod that she had felt enlarging against her naked white thigh stood out long and black and gleaming like a witch's sword from his kinky-haired loins. She shivered in a wild excitement as he climbed to his knees over her, poising the desire-lengthened, lust-engorged cock less than an inch from her hungrily pulsating cunt. In the background somewhere, she swore she could hear Leisa and Lee moving. Oh God! Suddenly an overpowering desire came to her! She had to have it! Oh, God! She had to!
"Jeff," she gasped, already rolling quickly over onto her stomach. "Let's do it the way Lee and Leisa did it, okay? Do it that way to me, please!"
Jeffrey stared at the young barely tanned blonde who was pulling up now onto her knees, raising her nakedly exposed white asscheeks in lewd invitation to him.
"I'm not sure...." the night manager tried to say, but the sight of her lewdly waving ass was hard to resist. In fact, it was impossible to resist, he decided suddenly. The sight of those beautiful white moons dancing for him was all the encouragement hereally needed to forget any qualms. He took one good long look at Jenny's eagerly quivering asscheeks and placed his lust-thickened cock-head against her tightly clenching asshole, which was puckered in lewd anticipation. He thrust into her with all his strength.
"Waaaaiiiittt!" Jenny yelled. "Not so fast!" she groaned. It was different than she had expected. The pain was unbelievable. Her desire for it had grown from the tickling, tingling excitement, entirely pleasurable, that had centered there when she was watching Leisa. But the actual experience was something entirely different! It felt like her small rubbery tight virginal brown hole was splitting before the thick staff of hard, swollen flesh that was trying to fuck into it from behind.
"Gooooooddddd! You're killing me!" she screamed, but her protest was futile for Jeffrey, having started, couldn't have stopped now if he had wanted to, and he had no real reason to want to! Why should he be concerned about these women? They had tricked him into this lewd orgy in spite of his desire to be faithful, at least a little longer, to his wife! He therefore continued to push his long thick cock inch by painful inch up into her defensively clenching brown asshole.
"Stop! Please stop!" she called back to him thickly.
But the torturing pressure continued. Jeffrey did lean over her back to reach around her waist and down between her wildly trembling legs to fondle her sensitively nibbling, passion-drenched pussy lips and the little hardened pink bud of a clitoris, whereupon the change from pain to pleasure was almost immediate for the beautiful blonde. A growing excitement surged through the subserviently kneeling young woman as she felt his pulsing cock buried far up inside the warm rubbery clinging walls of her rectum, bringing her a strange masochistic pleasure, the like of which she had never experienced before in her entire life or even her experience with all the men she had been to bed with at one time or other.
"Oh, God, yes! That's exactly what I needed," she called out as the young night manager began fucking in and out of her tightly stretched asshole, reaming her rectum with manifold pleasures that tingled throughout her body from there.
Jeffrey rucked his madly throbbing cock deep up inside the hot spongy flesh of her rectal walls, excited sweat pouring off his muscular chest onto her passionately shuddering, almost pure white back in small streams that glittered at times like diamonds in the early morning sunlight. Jenny's face was twisted now with the delirium of her approaching orgasm as every backward lunge she made sent the heavily swelling tip of his thick cock deeper and deeper up into her belly.
"Aaaarrrggghhh!" she moaned. "Fuck me, Jeff! Fuck my asshole good! Oooohhhh!"
All of a sudden Jenny became conscious of moving hands that roamed at will under her nakedly quivering upper body, returning always to her dangling tits where they fondled and massaged and caressed their soft, warm resiliency. It seemed like an awfully lot of hands. She tried to see.
Now she could feel her aroused nipples digging hard into grasping palms and opened her tightly clenched eyes again. This time a man's body had moved into focus. It was Nathan, the elevator boy.
"Come on, Jenny, and suck my cock for me! Put my cock in your mouth," he wheezed hoarsely. Then he said to Jeff, who was still fucking his blood-engorged prick furiously up into Jenny's clinging rectum from behind. "Hey, hold on a minute, pal. Jenny can suck my cock while you're fucking her ass."
Nate moved again from beside the sodomized head of the beautiful blonde he had wanted all to himself, and she watched as he sat down on the bed, inserting his lust-stiffened loins beneath her white face. Then she felt his hotly pulsating cock pressing eagerly up against her buttery lips. Jenny kept her blue eyes open in delight as the satiny cock-head, a beautiful shade of pink-tinted black, brushed against her willingly ovaled lips. She had never sucked a man's cock before, either, and ... and she wanted to do it ... do it now ... especially Nathan's! The fact that behind her, between her widely held legs, the night manager of the plush hotel was fucking her in the ass as deeply as he could with his long, rock-hard black cock made it all just the more wicked and exciting!
She opened her soft little mouth and her lips rounded gently around Nate's long hard cum-filled cock. She was pleasantly surprised by its warm rubbery texture and slight pungent male flavor, and she was especially ecstatic over the way it was throbbing in her mouth like a little heart such as a hummingbird might have. Then Nathan began to revolve his hips slowly back and forth in front of her face, flexing the muscles of his ass to drive his wildly throbbing cock deeper into her soft, warm, velvet mouth.
She accepted it lovingly and enthusiastically, even though convulsively. She hollowed the warmly clasping insides of her mouth around the thickly throbbing shaft until all of it was absorbed and the spongy, desire-enlarged head brushed the back of her throat deeply. Only a tiny stretch of the thick fleshy base showed between her nose and his dark black kinky pubic hair as she tightened her lips like an elastic band around its exciting thickness.
Behind her Jeffrey arched his hips back as far as he could, and then he fucked his long thick cock right up to his pelvis with a body-jolting thrust. Jenny groaned in a wild sexual delirium as she felt its hardness pushing even deeper inside her hungrily gripping hole. He began to fuck into her with a deliberately low rhythm that whipped the ever-growing flames of insatiable desire into a raging inferno. Every plunging fuck, rippling like steel through her rapturously clinging rectal walls, brought her closer and closer to a new and higher peak of ecstatic pleasure than she had ever experienced before.
All of a sudden, Jenny reached behind them both, her sharp nails biting like barbed hooks into Jeffrey's black asscheeks, holding him pressed firmly against her wantonly undulating white ass. With each downward thrust of his hips, she pulled with all her strength, driving his long ass-fucking cock as far as it would go up into her no longer virginal, squirming rectum!
"Oh, my God! Nothing in this world has ever felt so wonderful!" she mumbled almost incoherently around Nate's lust-swollen cock, bobbing her head in lewd circles around the burgeoning prick in a lewd imitation of intercourse.
Jenny knew that she was nearing her climax. She could tell by the now familiar unbelievable rippling sensation that intensified to the point of explosion within her desire-tightened belly.
Suddenly, the very heavens seemed to explode and she was right up there with the bursting stars!
"Oh, God! Fuck me! Fuck me! Both of you fuckkkkkk!" she moaned, caught up in its sudden joy, her arms flailing helplessly at her sides. "Fuck my mouth!" she screamed. "Fuck my ass!"
Jeffrey stepped up his wildly pounding rhythm, fucking as hard as he could up into her tight anal hole, tunneling faster and faster through the warm velvety walls that milked and sucked at his exploding cock. Sweat was pouring off his back as he shoved his long throbbing, lustily swollen cock into her again and again and again! Then a grin flashed over his lust-contorted face as he felt the first tremors within her belly like the coming of an earthquake!
"Aaaaauuuuggghhh!" With her little remaining strength, Jenny lifted Jeff's weight on her back and opened her mouth to gurgle. "Oh, God, I'm cuuummmiiinnnggg! I'mmmm cuuuuummmmiiiinnnnggg!"
Jeff's strong arms reached under her tapering waist and held her white little ass completely off the bed as he fucked up into her convulsing rectal hole with every ounce of energy he could summon, rocking his loins back and forth with a savage motion as he buried his wildly ejaculating prick into her rectum. One more deeply plunging, warmly exciting fuck ... then another ... and finally his white hot eruption splattered deep up inside her belly, to be joined there by Nathan's powerfully jetting spurts of cream now shooting down her choking throat. Through a mindless haze of pleasure, Jenny could feel everything, the two hot floods of male cum that filled her insides to bursting and the joy, a rapture which was so sweet and so powerful that it shorted out her senses and she felt herself falling, falling, into oblivious exhaustion on the big, soft, plush hotel bed!
When the party finally broke up, the men went home while Jenny helped Phyllis clean up her room. There were maids to do that sort of thing in a hotel like this, but the working girl vacationers were not accustomed to such service and never thought of leaving the mess. Both Phyllis and Leisa collapsed afterwards, and only Jenny was still wide awake. So much that was new and exciting had happened to her that she was in an adventurous mood, not a sleepy one now.
There was no doubt that she was going to be rather sore in both her ass and her cunt for a while, but she would go through it again if she would be sore for three months! Never had she felt such complete elation and satisfaction in her young body. She had always supposed that she was an experienced woman, but now she wondered what else there might be for her to learn.
She had put her little pink cocktail dress back on and was starting across the hall, her head in the clouds of remembering the crazy, wonderful morning with those marvelous native men whom she sure wished she could take back with her when she could have sworn that she was being watched. Gingerly she looked around her but saw no one. It was probably another effect of such complete satisfaction, she decided. She felt so complete and so cared for that she felt admired ... even by the pictures on the wall, she giggled. A bearded Spanish-looking man with a red ribbon across his chest was indeed staring at her from the wall! Laughing at herself and her imagination, Jenny unlocked her door. She was headed for the beach because today was obviously going to be her day!
Then suddenly, as she was going through the door into her own room, though she heard not a sound behind her, she was almost thrown off balance by the racing body of the big black dog, who bounded in ahead of her and then had the nerve to sit, watching her enter and wagging his big heavy tail.
Jenny should have been angry or frightened or something! She was not a great dog lover. In fact, she knew little about them except the crazy kind of useless facts that one picks up casually from a newspaper story or an overheard conversation. Two ideas about dogs struck her simultaneously. This Jet, as she had heard him called at the party, was a male German shepherd, but it was the female shepherd who was used for seeing-eye dogs because they were so dependable, unless they were in heat, of course. Well Jenny could understand that. She suspected that there were going to be times from now on when she would not be so dependable herself and for much the same reason! She giggled!
What a crazy mood she was in!
She also remembered, though, that when males were used for seeing-eye purposes, that they often ran away from their masters whenever they scented a bitch. She had read somewhere that their mating instinct was far stronger than any training, however long. Well, humans were not so different, she decided. A human who really knew what sex was all about ... and it was more than Jenny had ever realized before ... was probably as untrainable as any dog!
But there was something else that crossed Jenny's adventurous mind this morning as she stared at the big black dog who had barged into her room. Maybe he was someone's seeing-eye dog, but maybe he was just kind of a Don Juan! She was remembering a scene from a sexy book that she had once seen. It had a series of pictures in it of a beautiful woman playing with herself until she got very hot. Then this enormous dog bounded up on the couch and started licking her cunt. Then her face became contorted in what was supposed to be moans and groans in the next pictures until the dog had enough of licking her. Then it showed how he nuzzled her over onto all fours and fucked into her from behind and actually came inside of the woman! It looked as though the woman had cum, too!
She couldn't shake the image of these pictures as she stared uneasily at the enormous Jet sitting expectantly in front of her. Suddenly Jenny shivered with the lurid thrill of what she was thinking. It was her day, wasn't it? Of course, the book could have been a put-on, a batch of trick photography of some sort. But she couldn't seem to help the urge to find out! She closed the door to her room with the dog inside. Then she made the big decision, lying down on her bed on her back, spreading her white legs and methodically massaging her shrunken clitoris. It was possible that her cuntal area was played out for a while, she thought, but she would try.
Sure enough. She felt slight stirrings there very shortly. Slight as they were, they were indication that it would not be long before the soft fleshy , expanse was lubricated with sweet cunt juices once more. The idea of what she was going to try filled her mind with lewd salacious images. She recalled the description in the book of the dog's cock and how much fun it had been to read it. It was long and scarlet and his furry balls had slapped the girl smartly. Ooooohhhh! She could feel it already!
Wisps of pleasure stirred in her loins, and soon she was moist enough to try her experiment with the dog. She slid one finger as far up inside her cunt as it would go, drew it out glistening with richly pungent juices and held it down in front of the dog's nose. He raised his enormous head, sniffed at the finger, and stared at her as though watching for some sign of what she wanted him to do. Then he began to lick and lap at the proffered finger, Obviously savoring the taste.
Jenny reached down to her cunt again and inserted two fingers up her feverishly responding, pulsing hole. This time the big black beast was on his feet waiting for her when she extended her hand, and his long pink tongue curled avidly around her fingers, sucking and licking them clean of her lust-juices. When there was no more, he gave a little whine and looked up at her with a beseeching expression in his fierce brown eyes, and Jenny knew at that moment that the dog knew what it was all about. But he was patient, more so than a man. He was willing to do it her way, whatever that way was?
She looked down and saw that under his lean flanks the pointed tip of his prick was already protruding obscenely from its hairy sheath, gleaming scarlet red in the daylight streaming in her windows just like the book had described it! She couldn't help but wonder just how patient he was!
"Take it easy, Jet," Jenny whispered. She started padding around the room to see what would happen. The big dog ambled after her, sniffing at her ass. She brushed her hair and put on some lip gloss and all the while, the dog kept on sniffing. Then she started for the door, but there was Jet, barring her way. He did not growl. He wagged his tail, but it was very clear that he was not going to let her out. Surely she could get him to follow her down the hall, she thought. She stuck her hand between her legs again, drew it up her still moist cuntal crack and let him lick off the aromatic juices, but he wouldn't move toward her hand. She had to take it to him! When she reached over him and tried to pull open the door, a deep growl rumbled in his mighty chest.
Jenny had been too satisfied this morning to be able to plunge right into a relationship with the big dog. She felt like teasing him, like seeing what she could induce him to do. She went back to her bed and sat down on the edge facing him with her skirt hiked up and her slim shapely legs spread far apart.
Hesitantly she reached down and pulled the sparsely haired outer lips of her cuntal area apart, exposing as much of the moistly pink succulent flesh of her cunt as she could. Another shiver racked her slender girlish body.
"Come on, Jet," she called softly, watching with a mixture of dread and spine-tingling fascination as the great black animal trotted eagerly toward her with his long pink tongue lolling sideways from his powerful jaws.
As the big dog's agile tongue slobbered lustfully at her lewdly exposed genitals, Jenny found herself sinking into a weirdly passive, trance-like state where the distinction between man and animal seemed to gradually disappear in the waves of sudden obscene pleasure that started to buffet her yielding body this way and that. The sight of the huge brute's head buried under her pink dress between her slender shapely thighs didn't frighten her hardly any now but sharpened the arrows of delight that were lancing out along her quivering nerve ends.
His tongue was far longer and stronger than any human's could ever be. When he speared it deep up into her widely dilated cunt hole, it felt like a soft supple cock fucking its way along the slick elastic walls of her cunt. It hadn't taken him long to find out where the tasty juices he liked so much were coming from, thought Jenny, and she was more convinced than ever that this dog was a professional rape-artist. What a laugh, she thought. I was trying to teach him! He nuzzled and licked the fearfully throbbing little nub of her swollen clitoris a couple of times, then licked her cuntal crack all the way down to her still-tender asshole.
Then suddenly he had started concentrating on driving his sinewy tongue as far up her cunt as it would go and curling it up so that it slid maddeningly over her deliciously aching clitoris. God, it was almost like being fucked and sucked at the same time. Jenny slumped back flat on the bed, and her blonde head began to flail from side to side as the irresistible surge of pleasure in her loins mounted and mounted. It was only when his two great paws suddenly plopped down on the sheet on either side of her and she felt his slimy pointed cock rubbing wetly along the inside of her thighs that she began to have tremors of fear.
Quickly she twisted out from under the over-excited animal, catching a glimpse of five or six inches of glistening scarlet cock jerking spastically under his dark belly, and she jumped from the bed, running toward the door, almost falling so that for one unfortunate moment she was bent forward with her ass stuck up in the air. Immediately, the impatient dog was behind her, his heavy paws pounding down on her shoulders as he leaped on top of her, jabbing blindly between her splayed asscheeks with the moist rubbery tip of his fully distended prick. It poked into the tightly clenched little ring of her asshole and she flinched away. Not twice in the same morning, she thought.
Jenny had lost her desire to tease the dog sexually. Now she was afraid and also cognizant that she was going to have to finish what she had started whether she liked it or not. Overcoming a new sense of deep repugnance, she reached behind her, caught the thickly hot glutinous tube of his unsheathed cock in her hand and guided it into her cuntal orifice.
The great black beast gave an almost human little moan as he skewered deep up into her and began a frantic humping movement that drove the pulsating shaft all the way to the hilt on each surging fuck, and she felt the hair of his coat prickling her sensitive cunt lips while his heavy balls slammed against her reawakening clitoris. She was helplessly pinioned under his brute weight with her cheek pressed painfully into the floor by the door, and every bone in her body ached from the cramped unnatural position he had forced her into. She was sure that the entire experience was going to be nothing but horror, but gradually the frenzied pounding of the huge animal's lust-bloated cock against her own evoked a response deep in her loins and involuntarily she began to squirm her ass back at him, feeling a heightening glow of pleasure with each furious fuck!
God! She hoped neither of her girl friends came through the door at this moment. You can't sink any lower than this, she told herself numbly, yet despite her opinion, she found herself abandoning her body completely to the bestial fucking of the slavering brute on top of her, rhythmically contracting the slickly elastic walls of her cunt to squeeze every ounce of erotic sensation from the staccato hammering of his fucking cock. All sense of shame at this obscenely depraved coupling with the giant dog was blotted from her mind by the dark storm of urgent need gathering in the core of her being. Her growing excitement was signaled to her frayed nerve-ends by jagged lightning streaks of excruciatingly intense enjoyment. She wasn't going to be able to sit down for a month!
And God! The animal was going to cum, she realized, just about the time she was catapulted out into the starlit night of her own soul-wrenching orgasm. And there he was! She felt the first boiling spurts of his animal sperm racing deep into her thirsty cunt from his spastically jerking brute-cock. After a long moment, the exhausted dog pushed himself off her back with his paws, but still Jenny didn't move. For some reason she had thought of the Captain. No, a dog was not the lowest, she realized suddenly ... but a man who didn't satisfy ... that was the only hell in sex!!!
