Julie tossed back her mane of long, lustrous blonde hair and propped herself up on her bed, legs pulled up and knees spread wide. Her hand pressed down in the damp, fleecy mound she found nestled between her naked thighs. The elastic band of her skimpy panties cut into her wrist as she stroked her long fingers back and forth over her clit, but she hardly noticed-anything. The pressure on her wrist, the pleasure from frigging herself, her long middle finger dipping deep into her wantonly exposed cooze. Nothing got through.
"There's got to be more. Where's Eddie? I want his cock! I want it now!" She pulled her hand away from her crotch and jumped off the bed. She ached, but it wasn't physical. She wasn't even sure it was sexual. She ached for more in her life-in all parts of her life.
She wanted more sex and not just with Eddie. He was a good enough cocksman, but he never wanted to do anything but fuck in the missionary position. Even suggesting a change, like Julie getting on top, seemed to bother him.
She wanted more adventure. Julie tried to remember when she had done anything unusual, or even the least bit exciting. She couldn't. The leggy blonde stretched, her big tits going flat under her blue tank top as she reached for the ceiling of her apartment. The feeling of being a prisoner crushed in on her.
She wanted to do things, and she wasn't even sure what those things might be. All she knew was that she didn't like her job or the sex she was getting, or much of anything about the way she lived.
Her roommate Marika called from the small living room, "Hey, what'd you do with that X-rated video you rented the other day?"
Julie walked to the door of her bedroom and looked out. Sultry, sexy Marika was stretched out on the sofa, one shapely leg draped over the back to wantonly expose her naked pussy. The woman was stroking slowly over her own cunt lips, but didn't seem to be enjoying it any more than Julie had been.
"I got bored with it and took it back," Julie said.
"What a fine pair we are," Marika complained. "We can't even get off on a hot movie." She sank back on the sofa and closed her eyes. Julie knew her friend's problems were about the same as hers. Staring at her sexy friend started Julie thinking of what it might be like to get it on with another woman. She'd never done that, and Marika was a gorgeous place to find out all about what it would be like.
Before Julie could make her provocative suggestion, a knock came at the door. Marika swung around and pulled up her tight shorts, wiggling her butt as she moved.
"It's okay," Julie said. "It's probably Eddie."
"Lucky you. That means you'll have something to keep you busy."
"Yeah, for a few minutes, at least." Julie was only joking, but Marika didn't laugh, and this made her a little mad. Eddie wasn't a bad lover. He could fuck with the best of them. He just wasn't the most imaginative lover in the world. She opened the door. The stocky, well-built stud stood in the hall. She didn't give him the chance to say a word. She threw her arms around his neck and pulled him close.
Her tits crushed hard against his chest, and she kissed him with growing passion. Her lips parted, letting her oral organ dart out like a snake's to tangle with his tongue.
"Wow," Eddie said, swinging her around so they were both in the apartment, "that's some greeting." He kicked the door shut with his foot so he wouldn't have to let the turned-on blonde out of his arms.
"It's not even the best part," Julie said, licking along his jaw and stuffing her tongue into his ear.
"What got you so hot and bothered?" he asked.
"You did, my great big stud," Julie said, her hand pressing into the growing bulge at his crotch. Her fingers squeezed hard, and she felt the thick tube of his cock growing into a real pussy-pleaser. Her own inner juices were flowing now, and she wanted what was under her fingers buried far up her twat.
And she wanted it now!
"Excuse us, I guess," Eddie said to Marika. His eyes worked over her lush body, to the wet spot at her snatch. She stood with her legs wide, licked her lips and gave him a smile hot enough to give a marble statue a hard-on. But Eddie wasn't in any position to do anything about Marika.
Julie swarmed all over him as she pushed him toward her bedroom. She got him inside and slammed the door.
"No ogling the roommate," Julie chided. "Not when you've got me-if you want!"
"I want," Eddie said, his cock pressing painfully hard against his jeans. He reached for Julie, but the lovely blonde slipped away, spinning around.
"I want you to really want me," she teased. She was getting hot thinking what she might do. A striptease for her boyfriend. That would get both of them ready for a really great fuck-fest.
"Don't torment me. I'm not into that," he said, stripping off his shirt. He threw it on the floor where he always did. He kicked out of his shoes and began unfastening his belt.
"Watch," Julie said. "Watch and get ready for me." She spun in tight circles, her fingers working under the edge of her tank top. Slowly, she pulled it up, revealing only the smoothly curved bottoms of her ample tits. She turned toward him and drew up the top a little more, giving him a hint of the coppery nipples before twisting about to face away. The blonde bent forward slightly, feeling the flesh of her ass tighten.
Julie wore nothing but her panties and already the crotch was wet with her heated inner juices. She was getting hot doing the striptease for her man, and she held back the yearning for a long, hard prick shoved up her only through a greater need.
She needed adventure. She needed to fuck in ways completely different from anything she and Eddie had done before.
"What ass cheeks," Eddie said in awe. "You got a great bottom, Julie. And your boobs! They're the finest I've ever seen."
"And sucked on?" she said, turning back to face him. As she swung around, Julie drew the tank top up and off her body. She gave a sinuous wiggle that brought her flopping tits within inches of Eddie's face. He reached out, but she batted away his hands.
"Not yet, not yet," the sexy blonde beauty said, though her titties were aching for the feel of his mouth moving on them, sucking her nipples into rock-hard spires, giving her the feeling he really wanted her more than anything else in the world.
She dropped to her knees and finished unbuckling his belt. The leggy blonde fumbled for a second and then released his prick from its cloth prison. It snapped out long and hard and primed for her pussy.
Julie sucked it into her mouth. Her tongue ran along the sensitive underside, and she worked her way down to the hairy bag, holding his tumbling balls. She felt his nuts churning around inside as she pulled the entire sac into her mouth. Her tongue ran up and down and all around. Against her inner cheek the man's meaty fuck stick quivered and bobbed about.
Turning her head to one side she captured the purple-tipped cock between her ruby lips again. Then the blonde gave him the best head of his life.
Her oral organ moved restlessly, touching all the most sensitive parts before her cheeks went hollow and she sucked for all she was worth.
"Damn, Julie, this is getting me off too fast. Unless you want me to cum in your mouth, you better stop!"
She heard him but was too turned on with the salty taste of his cock in her mouth to obey. She went down on him in a big way. Her lips tightened in a firm red O around his throbbing shaft, then the blonde's face drove downward toward his groin.
She took him completely down her throat. The hardened length of flesh shivered and quivered as it lodged in the back of her throat. Julie swallowed and gave him an even bigger thrill. As she pulled her face back, she dragged her teeth along the sides of his sex-sensitive column.
"You're gonna make my pecker explode if you keep on. Never felt a woman with a mouth like this, Julie. You haven't been taking lessons from someone else, have you?"
The blonde didn't answer, but the idea of sucking off someone else made her pussy overflow with thick juices. She creamed so hard her cunt overflowed and turned the insides of her thighs slippery.
She looked up into his eyes, then pushed his prick from her mouth using the very tip of her darting pink tongue. The way she stroked and dragged and tormented him caused a tiny drop of pre-cum to form. He was primed and ready to explode.
Only then did she realize she might have been too good getting him hot. She didn't want him cumming in her mouth. Julie wanted to feel his hardness pushing against the tender walls of her tight cunt.
"Fuck me," she said in a sex-husky voice. "Fuck me like you've never fucked me before!"
His hands slid under her armpits and lifted. His lips brushed against her boobs as he swung her around and onto her back on the bed. Instinctively, Julie brought up her knees and opened her cock-hungry snatch to him, then remembered she wanted something other than Eddie on top of her, huffing and puffing and fucking her like he always did.
"Wait, no!" she cried out. Then it was too late. He thrust between her thighs. She felt the rubbery head of his dong bounce against the delicate inner cunt lips and then plunge deep into her.
The sudden entry took away her breath. Julie had done too good a job getting herself all hot. Now that Eddie was inside her and fucking with long, hard strokes, she wasn't able to stop him.
She wanted it, and she wanted it all now!
As he slammed balls-deep into her churning interior, she drew her knees up even farther. This pulled his cock an extra inch into her seething pussy. The man's hips began a slow circular motion, stirring his cock around inside her pussy like a spoon in a bowl.
"Oh, yes, yes, so good," she moaned out. Julie hated herself for the weakness. She wanted to tell him she wanted to fuck some other way. She didn't know how, but not this way. Not again.
But her words were jumbled with the carnal force of the way his body pressed into hers. His crotch bore down hard against her cunt lips and her hidden clit. The tiny pink spire was the center of her most intense emotions-and. Eddie was grinding down on top of it until she had to cry out in desire.
"Do me, do me good!" she shrieked.
"You're mine, babe, and you're gonna love every second of this."
He bent forward, his lips moving over her turgid nipples. The heat of his gusty breath excited her. Julie was pushed to the brink of orgasm when he sucked in first one and then the other nipple, giving them a tonguing that she found too intense to bear long.
"No, more, yes, no!" Julie was confused. She wanted even more from her boyfriend, but she was too caught up in the lust rampaging through her tender young body.
She drew her legs up even more on either side of her boyfriend's body when he began stroking with longer, more powerful thrusts. She felt every inch of his cock as it penetrated her. The thick purpled head throbbed deep within her, pressing against her most sensitive flesh. As he pulled back, Julie thought her guts would go with that piston of pleasure.
"Fast, do it fast. Burn me up with your wonderful prick!" She thrashed about under him, enjoying every second of the love-making.
He sucked and licked and lightly nipped at her titties, then returned to his forceful fucking. His cock seared her cunt walls. She trembled and tightened inner muscles to clamp down tightly around his fleshy pleasure probe.
"Julie, you're crushing me. How'd you do that?" Eddie looked down into her china blue eyes, now glazed over with lust. She was past answering with anything but a simple demand.
"Fuck me, don't talk, fuck me, fuck me good!"
He gave her all she wanted. His hips flew faster and faster. Carnal friction mounted and set fire to her pussy and guts and then her entire body. Julie tensed and gasped, almost at the point of cumming. She needed more to get over the edge.
Sweat dripped onto her from her lover. The man fucked with all the strength locked in his hips. Julie thought he might tear her apartthen she worried he wouldn't.
She got closer to orgasm, then felt the elusive sensation slipping away. She closed her eyes and concentrated on her own feelings. Reaching down, she pressed her own fingers into the tiny pink spire of her clitoris. She flicked her finger over the sensitive tip until the Big O smashed her fiat.
Cock fucking deep into her pussy. Tits licked and sucked. Her own finger rubbing her go button.
Julie came.
"You're crushing me flat! You're so fucking tight!" cried Eddie. He shoved hard into her and then let the rising tide of his cum blast forth as he pulled out. The white fountain of his jism spattered onto her naked belly. Settling down, Eddie dropped onto the bed beside the blonde.
"You're a great lay, babe," he said.
"Yeah, so are you," Julie said, but her heart wasn't in the answer. She had almost lost it. Only at the last minute had she been able to grab hold of her cum and ride it out.
She had wanted more from this fucking, and she hadn't gotten it. She loved the feel of a man's cock inside her, driving in hard and deep, but there had to be more.
Julie was not sure what it was. But there had to be more. And she was going to find it!
CHAPTER TWO
Julie sat on the kitchen chair, her legs drawn up and her arms wrapped tightly around them.
"Why so glum?" asked Marika. "I heard what was going on in your room. You and Eddie were fucking like wild animals."
"That's the problem," Julie said. She brushed back her long blonde hair and stared at her friend. Marika sat on the sofa, her legs spread wide. Again she felt the illicit urge to go to her dark-haired friend and-and what?
Julie wasn't sure. She wanted to kiss Marika and feel those luscious boobs of her, and maybe even run her tongue over the woman's sexy slit. What did another woman's cunny taste like? Julie had no idea. She felt herself getting excited at the notion she could do anything at all like that with Marika.
But it was too kinky. She could never do it. "You mean all the moaning and groaning and bedspring creaking meant you were doing something else? Wow," said Marika, smiling. "Have I ever been wrong about the two of you!"
"No, we were getting it on. But I didn't enjoy it. I mean, well, sure I did, I always love the feel of hard cock stroking back and forth in my pussy, but I-"
"Yeah, I guess so," said Julie, relieved that Marika understood. "Eddie always does the same thing. He gets on top and fucks the living daylights out of me. There's got to be more than that."
"How's he when it comes to eating pussy?"
"Okay, I guess. He doesn't do it much. I give him head, he spreads my thighs and stuffs himself in. Then he fucks till he cums. I usually get off before that, but-"
"But it is dull, the same old same old, huh?"
"That's it. I want more excitement when I get into bed and I'm not getting it with Eddie."
"You might consider.. . . " Marika never finished. The loud, insistent knock at the door sent the sexy ebony-haired woman shooting to answer. Julie licked her lips as she watched Marika move. Long, bare legs. What an ass! It was hidden away behind skintight shorts, but just a puff of pussy hair poked out to hint at the delights a man-or a willing, wanton woman-might find there. And her tits! Julie had good-sized knockers, but nothing like her friend. Marika's huge titties were barely held back by the thin white T-shirt she wore.
Julie had to close her eyes and tried to think of something else when she saw how Marika's nipples hardened and pushed against the soft fabric.
"Stan!" Marika cried, seeing her boyfriend at the door. "I wasn't expecting you for another hour."
"Got off work early," the tall, handsome man said. He pushed into the apartment, kicked the door shut with his foot and dropped to his knees. "Don't know why I even bother going to work when you're always here waiting for me."
His fingers slid under the tight waistband of Marika's shorts. He tugged them down and let her step out so she was naked from the waist down. He burrowed his face in her dark bush, making loud slurping sounds.
Julie watched and wondered at Stan. Eddie never did this for her. She wanted to get his tongue working hard and fast against her clit and past her cunt lips and wiggling around inside her pussy, but he always got right down to fucking.
Simple fucking. Missionary position and nothing else. Always the same.
She wanted variety. She wanted to experience everything that a man could offer a woman. And Julie had to admit, she wanted more than this. She wanted Marika, too.
Biting her lower lip, she almost cried out in frustration. Marika was getting what she wanted so much. Stan had his arms circling her body, his hands resting on the smooth curves of the woman's snowy white ass cheeks. He stroked and kneaded them as if they were lumps of dough as he shoved his face against her pussy mound.
"Oh, Stan, this is getting me hot!" moaned Marika.
"I know. I can taste the way your cunt juices are flowing. You're creaming all over the place." He sucked loudly and rose, face still pressed hard into Marika's crotch.
He lifted the woman and spun her around, never leaving his post at her twat. Julie knew she ought to go to her room and let them be, but she couldn't take her eyes off the way Stan used his tongue. He spread Marika's thighs wide so he could lick and lap all along the tender pink flaps of the woman's labia.
Then as Marika began moaning and thrashing around, he shoved his tongue fast and hard into her cunt. This set off Marika. Not an orgasm, but she trembled all over and a flush rose from her shoulders and neck to her face. Julie knew this meant the other woman was about ready to cum.
Not yet, but soon. She found herself reaching down to stroke over her own crotch. The wetness oozing out from her agitated cooze was almost too much for her to bear.
She wanted a man's mouth all over her like Stan's on his girlfriend's pussy mound. She wanted to feel the wet, rough length slip into her and worm around, then come back and tease her cunt lips some more. She wanted a man to eat her pussy!
"Oh, Stan, Stan, I can't stand it any more. I'm turning to liquid fire inside. I'm so weak. And you're doing it to me!" sobbed out Marika. The dark-haired beauty was lost in the throes of her passion. She forgot-or didn't care-that Julie sat watching her get it on.
"You haven't seen what I'll do to you yet," Stan said. "I've been thinking all day about this. I don't want to rush. I want to eat your pussy and then bend you over and fuck you from behind!"
"Oh, yes, yes!" cried Marika.
Julie thought she would cum just listening to this. How she wanted to fuck in some way other than laying on her back and lifting her long, slender legs into the air so Eddie could position himself between them.
She watched as Stan worked his way up from the tender pussy lips to the slight dome of Marika's belly. His tongue worked in wet circles that gleamed in the light from the window. He burrowed under her thin T-shirt and worked the cloth up until both the women's mountainous boobs were exposed.
"Heavenly!" Stan said, licking the pussy juice off his lips. Then he dived down and ran his oral organ from the base of Marika's left tit all the way to the rock-hard cherry of a nipple on top.
Julie was as excited by this as Marika. She watched as Stan sucked in her friend's nipple and chewed gently on it. His tongue worked around in ever larger circles as he teased the pebble of flesh to full erection. It throbbed with every beat of Marika's heart and filled with so much blood the lightest touch made her groan. She arched her back and reached out for him.
"I want you, I want you inside me!" she sobbed out.
"Soon, soon," he promised. "I'm not done yet."
Julie thrust her middle finger into her own pussy and began moving it back and forth until it was slick with her own inner oils. Then she rubbed across her pink little clit until lightning bolts sailed into her groin. Just watching made her hot.
Watching made her want to get what Marika was!
Stan buried his face between his girlfriend's huge tits and began nipping and licking and kissing. Marika thrashed around as if she had stuck her finger into a light socket.
"Now, damn you, I need you now!" she begged.
"And so you will get me," said the handsome stud. "Is this what you're after?"
He pulled back and quickly undid his pants. His hard-on leaped out of his jeans. Marika seized it like a starving woman finding fresh meat.
"Yes!" she cried. She shoved the tip into her mouth, but Stan let her suck on his hard length for only a few seconds.
"You give such good head you always get me off," he said. "I don't want to cum in your mouth. Not this time."
"But I want you!"
"And you'll get me. Here, put this on my cock." He reached into his pocket and fumbled a second until he got the condom out. He quickly ripped open the foil and handed Marika the rubber.
"Do it slow, the way I like. Really turn me on. Then I'll return the favor," he promised.
"I'm so hot right now I'm ready to explode!" Marika stroked up and down his pecker a few times, then licked along the tender underside until the spying Julie wanted to S d join her.
But she knew she wouldn't. She couldn't. It wouldn't be right. Besides, she was getting off just watching!
"So lovely," cooed Stan. "You're so lovely." He closed his eyes as she pulled her mouth back from his erection and stroked up and down a few more times, unrolling the rubber over his lusty fuck-stick. When it was fully in place, Stan opened his eyes and looked down past her.
"Ready for the fucking of your life?"
"Yes!" cried Marika.
He reached down and put his hands under her arms, lifting her and spinning her around so fast she lost her balance. Marika fell forward over the sofa, which was exactly where Stan wanted her.
She knelt on the cushions, tits rubbing into the back of the sofa. Marika wiggled her perky ass in the air, as if this would entice the man.
He was already moving behind her, reaching around her waist to pull her firmly into his groin. His cock split the white half moons of her ass cheeks and then drove deeper.
"Oh, yes, take me up the ass-hole!" sobbed Marika.
Marika arched her back and let out a shriek of animal lust as Stan slammed into her from behind. His hips crushed into the meaty cheeks of her rump and his prick slipped easily all the way up her greased fuck chute.
The lewd sucking sound as his prick raced in and out of her lust-slicked vaj turned Julie on in a big way. Her eyes closed as she began frigging herself faster and deeper. But her middle finger wasn't good enough. She had to have more. like the meaty, thick cock Marika was getting!
"You stud, you big fucking stud!" the dark-haired Marika shouted. She tossed her head and sent her long hair flying all around. Her hips came back in a counter to Stan's thrusting loins. His pecker always found the exact target to get the woman even hotter.
"I want it, I want it so," Marika gasped out.
Stan wiped sweat from his face, then circled his arms around Marika's waist so he could pull her back even harder onto his throbbing fuck stick. He fucked with long, hard thrusts and it was obvious to Julie when they both got off.
Marika gasped and shuddered and made tiny mewling noises. Stan grunted and bent way back so he could try to split the wanton woman apart with his cock.
"I feel it, I feel it, oh, aieee!" Marika sagged forward, spent. She rolled over as Stan's dong fell from her still creaming pussy. "That was good, Stan, real good!"
"Good? That's all you can say for the fucking of your life? Good!"
"Let's do it again. And make it better!" Marika grabbed him by the flaccid organ and tugged. The wrinkled rubber fell off. Neither bothered to get rid of it. They were too eager to continue the fuck-fest they had started.
Julie watched them go into Marika's room, something missing from her life. She pulled her finger from her pussy and stared at the oily digit. Then she licked-and shuddered. Was this what Marika's cunt tasted like?
"I have to know!" She started to go back to her room, then stooped and picked up the used rubber. She ran her finger around inside and got a load of Stan's jizz from it. She sniffed, then she licked.
The blonde shuddered as incredible emotions blasted into her. She could handle passion, but this was more than that. It was a hunger that could never be satisfied. Not with Eddie. Maybe not with Stan and Eddie.
Maybe not with a dozen guys.
Julie had to find out if there was more to life. Until then, she would have to be content with.. .never enough cock.
CHAPTER THREE
"You look awful," Marika said the next morning at breakfast. "like you're not getting any."
"And you look like you were up all night getting all the cock you could take," Julie shot back.
"Well, one of us is right," Marika said, smiling lewdly, then licking her lips in a slow, sensuous circuit. Julie felt her pulse racing. Marika had already put on her lipstick. The sight of the woman's tongue working over the glossy red lips was almost more than she could take this early in the morning-after spending half the night wondering what was missing from her miserable life.
Julie crossed her legs and rubbed her thighs together, trying to still the insane urging she felt starting in her pussy. How Marika turned her on!
"You look weird. Anything wrong? Really wrong?" Marika asked, fixing herself some toast. She licked a bit of jam off the side as it dripped down. Julie thought she would cum then and there watching the pink, darting tongue moving so expertly.
"Well, yeah, I guess so. Something's missing. Just not right."
"You and Eddie having problems?"
"Nothing like that. I get enough, but-"
"Come on, Julie, let the old head doc hear all about it." Marika pulled her chair closer. "He's not too imaginative between the sheets, is he?"
"No. I get tired of always making it pinned under him. He won't even let me switch around and get on top when we fuck. I get all excited and the next thing I know, I feel him moving inside me and then I'm beyond caring."
"Until later," Marika said, nodding. "I had a guy like that once. Blew his mind when I blew him at a restaurant in plain view of everybody."
Julie's tits rose and fell as her breathing increased. She felt excited blood pounding into her nips thinking of giving Eddie a blow job in public. But he would never go for it. He was too staid, always doing things the same way.
"I've been thinking of other stuff, too," Julie said, her voice small. She could hardly keep her eyes on her sexy roommate. How could she ever tell Marika she wanted her sexually?
For a moment, Marika said nothing. Then she dropped her toast on the table and turned toward Julie.
"I've felt the vibes you're giving off. I'm not dead below the waist-or above the neck," Marika said, smiling. Julie didn't know what to say.
And she felt really confused when Marika licked her lips slowly, in that provocative way she had. The dark-haired woman reached over and flipped the lid off the jam jar. Stretching back in her chair, she hiked up her skirt.
Julie sucked in her breath and held it when she saw Marika wasn't wearing any panties. And then, with deliberate movements, Marika applied the jam to her slit.
"Lick it off," Marika commanded. "Do it real slow. I want you to get every speck. And I mean every bit of it."
"Marika, I-"
"Do it!"
Julie dropped to her knees and balanced herself by placing her hands on either side of Marika's wide-spread thighs. The chair scooted away, causing Julie to fall forward. This put her mouth directly above the dark-furred rim of her best friend's cunt.
"Lick!" Marika put her hand on the back of Julie's blonde head and pushed her face down.
Julie gasped and found herself nosing into the jam-smeared pussy. Her tongue started licking hesitantly at first, then with more enthusiasm as she tasted not only the sweet jam, but the sharp tang of an aroused pussy.
Julie drove her tongue down past the outer cunt lips and then toyed with Marika's delicately sculpted pink inner labia. As she probed deeper, she heard Marika begin to moan.
She was giving her roommate as much pleasure as any man!
"Don't leave. Tongue fuck me, do it, do it!" begged Marika. "I never knew you were this good at eating pussy. If I had, we'd've done this a lot sooner."
Marika's soft thighs closed on either side of Julie's head, holding her firmly at her post. The sex-crazed blonde shoved her tongue out hard and fast, giving the dark-rimmed pussy a tongue fucking Marika wouldn't soon forget.
Everywhere she could, the blonde used her tongue. She licked and lapped, sucked and blew. And then she found Marika's clit. The tiny spire of sensitive pink flesh quivered as Julie licked over it. She put her lips down around it and sucked. Hard.
Marika almost went wild with passion.
Julie was getting into eating out another woman's cooze now. And it was making her as hot as her roommate!
"Can't take more of this. Feel like a guitar string waiting to be plucked. Never knew you were so good with that mouth, honey," Marika said. She tried to sit up, but Julie followed, her mouth never leaving the tasty slit now gushing out its oily inner juices.
Slurping loudly, Julie ran her hands around Marika's waist, then slid her hands down under two meaty ass-cheeks.
Both hands clutched at the tender meat and squeezed. This brought the other woman up off her chair and let Julie really eat her out.
"No more, no more," begged Marika. "I want to do the same to you. You deserve it!"
Julie pulled back, startled at the idea. She had wanted to lick and suck Marika's cunt, but had never thought Marika would want to do that to her.
"You mean it?"
"Of course I do. I love blonde pussy!"
To show how much, Marika scooped up some jam with her finger, pushed up Julie's thin nightie and smeared the jam onto her trembling cunny lips.
"My turn to finish breakfast," Marika said, diving to the task. But Julie wasn't going to lie back on the floor and let her roommate have all the fun. She loved the way Marika's oral organ dragged along her pussy, but she had to be doing something more. She spun end for end, keeping her slender thighs spread wide enough for her friend to get between them, then dived.
She found gooey, sugary muff. And the sultry blonde licked and tongued and drove her face down hard into the pussy mound.
At first, it was easy for Julie to concentrate on eating out the other woman's cooze. Then she found herself twitching and trembling, moans of pleasure escaping her lips as Marika's tongue worked its sexy magic all over between her legs.
Julie flopped onto her back and let Marika straddle her face. Julie had to reach up a little to get to the hairy slit she desired so. All she had to do was widen her legs so Marika could burrow down and lick all over her. When Marika started driving her oral digit in and out, Julie lost it.
She screamed as orgasm smashed through her. And it never let up. She felt Marika sucking on her clit as she had on the other woman's. Tongue driving in and out, fucking her cunt like a man's hard, long cock, Marika did everything possible to get her friend off in a big way.
But for all the feel inside her of a cock giving her ultimate pleasure, Julie knew it wasn't a man's tongue-or cock. It was another woman's. That knowledge got her hot and kept her sailing on the winds of orgasm longer than ever before.
When she thought she would be released from the grip, Marika did something new and wonderful to keep her cumming. Julie was like a limp rag when Marika pushed back and sat on her heels.
Julie craned her neck and looked up at her friend. She saw the rise and fall of Marika's big tits. The nipples were huge and throbbing as her friend's heart hammered in passion. She reached up and tweaked a nipple and felt rather than heard Marika give a big sigh of pleasure. Julie couldn't get enough of the other woman's big boobs. She loved the way the silken flesh flowed under her fingers and the way they looked.
But even more exciting was the face! Marika glowed with excitement. Excitement Julie generated in the woman's sleek, trim, passionate body.
Most of all, just inches away, Julie saw the gaping pussy and the juices frothing all over it. She couldn't help herself. She was exhausted from her own cum, but she had to do more.
She grabbed Marika behind the knees and pulled so her face slid under the dripping pussy.
"You want more, honey? You're insatiable. I like that in my friends!"
Marika rocked back, pushing her hand down on the floor behind her. This widened her thighs enough for Julie to work up under. Her nose slid across the moist, fragrant bush and let her wiggle her tongue upward as she moved. This time, it wasn't just her roommate's pussy that beckoned to her oral ministrations.
Hesitantly, she lightly touched the puckered ring of anus with her tongue. Marika shivered but didn't tell her to stop. Emboldened, Julie worked her tongue around the ass-hole until she got a cry of stark joy from her friend.
"Do it, babe, give it all to me. Tongue fuck me up the ass!"
Julie felt a surge of electric delight-and fear. This wasn't something women did, not to one another.
"What's wrong, honey? Can't find my chocolate chute? Here!" Marika spread her legs even more, forcing apart her meaty ass-cheeks. There was no doubt what she wanted.
It took Julie only and instant to come to her decision on what to do. She had thought fucking was getting boring. This was anything but boring! Her tongue stabbed out as hard as any prick hunting for the dark-haired woman's rear door.
"Aieee!" Marika's entire body tensed as waves of desire blasted into her loins. The ass cheeks that had been spread for Julie's tongue now closed hard all around her mouth and face. This caused Julie to experience a new thrill of her own. She was tongue fucking her sexy friend's rear and getting off on it enormously!
It might be perverted and awful and terrible and a million other things, but it turned her on in a big way!
And it was so different from flopping on the bed and letting Eddie fuck her only in the missionary position.
Reaching up, she stroked over Marika's hard thighs and worked around until she felt the damp fur of her muff. Julie's fingers poked and prodded here and there, touching the other woman's clit and even dipping into her cunt as a long tongue drove into her ass-hole.
Julie kept up the tongue fucking until she thought her jaw would crack. But from the way Marika was thrashing about, she knew her roommate was about ready to cum.
She lifted off the floor and buried her face between the half moons of the dark-haired woman's ass. This shoved her tongue as far up Marika's back as Julie could possible reach.
"Don't stop, honey. You're making me crazy. All through my belly. On fire, I'm on fire!" Marika began sobbing and leaned forward. This tightened the muscles of her ass and kept Julie from giving her friend the full length of her tongue. But it didn't seem to matter. Julie wiggled her tongue around, stroking here and there and only lightly flicking over the clenched-tight ass-hole.
This was enough to get Marika off She fell forward onto her hands, letting Julie move from tightly clenched ass-hole to the drooling pussy. She started licking and sucking and moving her mouth back all over Marika's pussy, trying to give her the full length she had shoved up her butt.
Julie gasped and stiffened when she felt Marika's tongue starting to work on her. Locked together, mouth to pussy, they rolled over and over on the floor. Julie tasted the salty, tangy juices from Marika's cunny even as the dark-haired woman ate her out.
The sensations blasting through her came from her mouth and her own cooze. This wasn't a man's cock reaming her out. It was another's woman tongue. Julie loved it. She couldn't get enough of it. She couldn't give enough of it!
"Do me, do me good," the sexy blonde muttered from around a mouthful of dripping dark-furred pussy mound. "I'm so close to getting off. So-ohhhh!"
Orgasm ripped through her sex-taut body. Julie shoved her legs straight out and lifted her butt off the floor to get it even closer to her roommate's mouth. There wasn't any worry Marika might let loose. Her lips circled Julie's clit and sucked. Her tongue drove deep into her twat. The way her hot breath gusted through the tangled fur of the blonde's bush excited her as much as anything.
Open above her own face was Marika's yearning pussy!
Julie came and came and came, like a string of firecrackers exploding. She was drenched in sex sweat and weak as a kitten after the last. But she reached up to give one last lick to Marika's scrumptious slit.
"I never felt like this so soon after getting eaten out," Julie said in wonder. "I'm limp as a dishrag and hot and I can't describe it and, and-"
"Still turned on? Still excited? Still horny as hell? Still ready for more?" asked Marika. "You, too?"
"Yeah. I been thinking about doing you, but you were always so prim and proper seeming. What caused you to cut loose today?"
"I want more," Julie said, her voice trembling with anticipation. She didn't want to waste time with small talk. She wanted to fuck. Really fuck in a new and excitingly different way.
And Marika was the hot babe to give it to her.
CHAPTER FOUR
Julie paced nervously, waiting for Marika to get home from work. All day she had been anxious about what she and her roommate had done that morning. They had gotten it on a half-dozen times in ways Julie had never dreamed of. She had been late for work-and it had been worth every dime of lost pay!
The blonde had felt something was missing from her life. Now she knew what it was. Sexual adventure. She loved the way Eddie felt inside her, moving around, his thick cock giving her incredible pleasure. But that wasn't enough any more, and she knew she wasn't-likely to ever get what she needed from him.
An occasional screw might be okay, but there had to be excitement to it. She got pleasure, but after the morning's hot lezzie action with Marika, Julie knew she could never go back to flopping on her back on the bed, spreading her legs and letting her boyfriend fuck her.
She spun at the opening door. "Marika!"
"You look hot and bothered," Marika said. She licked her lips and glanced around, as if to see if anyone might overhear. "I've been thinking about you all day. Can't think of anything else, if you want the truth."
"Me, too," admitted Julie. "What are we going to do?"
"We can get it on some more, but there's a problem with that."
Julie felt her heart leap into her throat. "What?" she asked, fearing the worst. Was Marika letting her down easy, telling her she was a lousy lay?
"You'd get as tired of us licking and sucking and all that as fast as I would. We can get off on the occasional lesbo loving, but we both like cock and lots of it."
"Well, yes," Julie said. "What are you suggesting?"
"We need variety in our lives. Sitting on our asses in the apartment isn't going to get us any. Put on your sexiest clothes, and let's go find something really fun to do tonight."
"Let's swing!" Julie cried.
"Why not? Find a guy or two or three and see how that is. I don't know. I've never had more than one guy fuck me at a time. Might be good. Or there might be other things we can try, honey. Whatever it is, let's find it!"
Julie rushed into her room and looked at everything hanging in her closet. Most of it was too staid, work clothes that wouldn't outrage even the most prudish of customers. But one dress had a neckline that plunged down far between her big boobs. Its short skirt barely covered her ass, and it was so tight it fit like a second skin. Julie wiggled into it and looked at herself in the mirror. Her breath came faster at the sight.
"I'm a knockout!" she exclaimed.
"You sure are," Marika said from the door. "Let's go get some cocks hard. And then get some hard cocks!"
Together, they left and drove downtown to the nightclub district. Julie began feeling uneasy.
"I don't know if we ought to do this," she said to Marika. "Eddie told me these aren't the good places."
"And Eddie's been fucking you exclusively. Maybe he doesn't want to share what he's got. Can't hurt to check out the action, can it?"
"They've got bouncers at the door. Maybe they won't let us in," Julie said, beginning to worry about her sexual escapade.
"Honey, they got to let us in. One look at you and they'll be stepping on their own dicks." Marika wheeled the car into a parking lot, and they walked to the door of a club with blaring music reaching out into the street. The long line waiting to get inside gave them looks of stark lust or hatred, depending on whether the one doing the looking was male or female.
"See?" Marika said. "We're dressed just right." She walked up to the bouncer, put her hand on his cheek and whispered in his ear. The burly man smiled broadly and waved them inside.
"What did you say to him? He let us right in and there must be a hundred in line!" Julie was awestruck.
"I told him we'd both give him a blow job." Marika laughed at Julie's expression. "Don't get so worried. That's not what I said at all." When Julie started to slump in relief, Marika said, "I promised to give all the guys inside a blow job so they'd come back again!"
Laughing, Marika pushed inside and looked around the club. Small tables intimately set and a dance floor dominated part of the club, but the real action was at the rear.
"What are they doing?" Julie asked, standing on tiptoe so she could see. She felt her calves tightening and her ass curving slightly. Eyes turned to stare at her. She realized the front of her dress was so low-cut, one of her titties was about ready to pop out. She could have tucked it back in. She didn't. If she wanted to change her life, she had to do things she wouldn't ordinarily do.
"Mud wrestling," a handsome-looking stud said, seeing her interest. "They'll give any woman five hundred dollars if she can last two rounds without getting pinned."
"Who's she have to wrestle?" Julie asked. The guy was handsome and well-built. She wouldn't mind wrestling with him, in mud or on satin sheets.
He returned her bold look and smiled broadly. "Whoever puts up the money."
"You rich?" Marika asked.
"No, but I've got five hundred if she's interested," he said, his eyes moving from Julie's blue ones to the deep cleavage between her snowy-white boobs.
Before Julie could say a word, Marika was waving her hand to attract attention of the guy dressed in a muddy referee's outfit. He looked like a dirty zebra, but his quick motion showed the deal had been made before Julie realized it.
"Go on, honey. Give it your all!" Marika shoved Julie toward the ring where mud a foot deep sloshed every time the referee took a step.
"No, my dress, I can't.. . " Then she looked at the guy who had put up the money. He tucked his wallet back into his hip pocket, then stripped off his shirt. Muscles rippled and Julie knew she was lost. To be in those arms would be heaven. And lower, the bulge at his crotch, to have that massive fuck stick shoved deep into her hungry cooze would be even better.
"Wrestle naked, or leave on your panties," the referee said.
"How are you wrestling?" she asked the stud who was shucking off his pants. He wore tight briefs that showed that he was hung "like this," he said. "Do you want to make a small side bet?"
"Okay," Julie said.
She began pulling off her dress to the excited cheers of those seated around the ring. Marika pressed closer and took her roommate's dress and high heels.
"What's the side bet?" Marika whispered. "I didn't hear."
"Can't you guess? Win or lose, I'm going to win!"
Naked except for her thong panties, Julie stepped over the ring rope and into the slippery mud. She almost lost her balance, then recovered. The referee stood between them and gave the rules. Julie hardly cared. She saw the light glinting off the man's muscles and knew whatever happened would be a rousing adventure, totally un-like anything she had ever done before.
"Go to it, two three-minute rounds," the referee said. The man came forward faster than Julie would have thought possible. His arms circled her thighs and lifted. She flew through the air and landed with a gooey splat in the mud.
The sensuous feel of the mud oozing all around her turned her on almost as much as the feel of the man's body pressing down between her legs. He swarmed up, trying to pin her. She reached down, slippery from the mud, and pushed her hand down between fabric and the flesh of his belly. Catching the rock-hard prick sent a tremor of delight through her. She used this convenient handle to swing around.
"That's cheating," he said, his lips near her ear. He licked and sucked at the ear lobe, making Julie arch her back. Her crotch ground into his upper thigh, but she wanted more. She wanted what she had already captured in her hand buried far up her pussy.
"Are you complaining?" she asked, slithering around. She escaped his grip repeatedly. Strength didn't mean as much as agility, and she was getting into the slick feel of his body moving across hers. The way his steely dick poked out of his briefs was hidden from the crowd by the mud.
Julie managed to get turned around and rise up on hands and knees.
She felt the long, rigid length slide between the meaty slabs of her ass cheeks, past her thong undies and into her pussy. She had expected it. He hadn't. He straightened up. As he did so, he drove himself even deeper into her cunt. Julie slid forward, the slick mud robbing her of traction.
As she did, his cock slipped out of her slit. Laughter in the audience told her the crowd knew what was going on. Once, Julie might have been embarrassed. Now, she was turned on knowing everyone saw her trying to fuck this well-hung stud!
She whipped around, her legs scissoring his body. She flopped him onto his face. They wrestled around, the slippery mud lubricating them as they got into position. Both knew what they wanted.
Julie gasped when she got it. All eight inches of it. His hips jerked, and he sank even deeper into her snatch. They laid on their sides in the thick mud, legs locked together, his cock hidden away inside her drooling pussy. Every time they twisted around in the slick goo, Julie felt a new tingle of desire pass into her. They stroked over each other's body, seemingly struggling to get a grasp for a pin.
Neither of them was working for that.
She gasped when his hands closed around her muddy tits. He stroked from the base to the tip of her nipples, drawing blood into the hard nubby ends. As they rolled around, he bent closer and sucked one nipple into this mouth-hard. His tongue pressed against the sensitive flesh and turned her weak inside with the reaction.
She was wrestling in mud, almost naked, having a guy shove himself deep into her pussy, and she was doing it in front of a crowd cheering her on.
Julie almost came when the stud sucked first on one nipple and then the other before moving even lower. His lips dragged across her heaving belly and pressed into the blonde furred thatch between her legs-just for an instant.
She slithered away and got around, her long legs grabbing him around the waist again. This brought her snatch up into his cock. The slick mud made her miss her target. His prick glided past her cunthole to fit nicely between her meaty ass cheeks. She squeezed down just a little to let him know she appreciated even this.
His pecker jerked in response, telling her she couldn't go on much longer without him cumming.
"Round one!" called the referee, blowing a whistle. Julie blinked mud from her eyes. She didn't know exactly what was going on until the man she was wrestling helped her up and to a chair in one corner.
"Aren't you going to your corner?" she asked. "Don't they do it that way?"
"I paid for this, I want to do it," the stud said, wiping mud from his face. He took up a spray bottle and began squirting the mud from her naked body. Julie shivered as the cold water washed away the layers of mud hiding her flesh from the audience. For a moment, it occurred to her this was indecent.
Then she realized she enjoyed being ogled by all the guys in the audience. It made her feel incredibly sexy. They all wanted her-and she was getting one handsome stud to fuck her, even if it was only an erratic thrust into her cooze now and then as they wallowed in the mud. The feel of his hands working all over her mud-slickened skin was worth it. The sensation of his cock invading her was even better.
She shook like a dog, sending water and mud everywhere as he continued to spray her down. She stood clad only in the skimpy undies. The referee started to blow his whistle for the second round, but Julie stopped him.
"Fair's fair. He got to hose me down. I want to do the same for him." The guy turned to argue the point with the referee, but the white-and-black-striped official knew a good thing when he heard it. The crowd was going wild with the idea.
Julie took the bottle and began spraying the mud off only the important parts. She sprayed water all over the man's pecker until it stood up naked and proud and quivering for the second round. Then she moved around and got his butt all shiny clean. She stroked over it and felt the hardness of his muscles and almost melted inside. Her pussy churned, and she had to have hard-driving cock fucking her until she screamed in ecstasy.
"Let's do it," she said, tossing the bottle aside. The guy spun and grabbed her around the waist. Julie hopped up, legs circling his waist. Somehow, with that single jump, she fitted her pussy directly over his cock and slid down his pole, taking him balls-deep into her creaming interior.
She gasped and leaned back, her legs tensed around his middle. He swung her about, letting her slide outward slightly before pulling her back in to his groin.
The speed of the fucking wasn't much, but everything conspired to get Julie off. She was mud wrestling naked and in plain view of hundreds of shouting, screaming men and women. She was getting the fucking of her life and doing it in public!
"More," she moaned out. Twisting, the hot blonde knocked the man to the floor in a tidal wave of mud. Julie no longer cared if the people knew what she did or if they were merely suspecting she did the dirty deed. Kneeling over the supine man's waist, she got him fully into her eager cunt.
Squishing slickly, Julie began rising and falling, letting his cock slide from her pussy and then dropping to take it fully up her cunt. Up and down, faster and faster she fucked herself. The man splashed around, sending mud flying everywhere.
When he reached up and grabbed her boobs, his hands were too slick to do much more than slide away. But the movement of his slippery hands over her dangling breasts, across her rigid nipples, down the slopes to the deep valley between, was enough to excite her even farther.
She put her hands on his chest to brace herself so he could lift her hips up and drove them down, impaling herself directly with his pecker. The lewd squishing sounds might have come from their bodies in the mud or from the liquid movement of a cock entering and leaving her excited pussy.
All Julie knew was the delightful tingles that mounted within her and moved to make her one giant electric spark. She moaned and sobbed and fucked herself even faster. She thought she heard the referee saying something, but she wasn't sure.
More and more she moved, letting her mud-slickened body move over the man pinned beneath her. She took him fully up her twat and wanted more. He was thick and he was long. And she wanted it all!
Twisting slightly so she corkscrewed herself down onto his dick, Julie let the passions mount until the tension was too much for her.
She jerked to one side and wrapped her legs around the man again, drawing him far up into her twat. His hips began bucking, and Julie found paradise. She shrieked in joy as orgasm smashed through her body. She floundered around in the mud, sending spray everywhere and didn't care. The sultry blonde was too lost in the sensations ripping through her trim body. All feeling started in her pussy and radiated outward in hot, wild sparks that consumed her.
Then she sighed and sank down into the mud. In the distance, she heard the referee shouting, "The winner! She won by a pin!"
She raised up, muddy and limp from the fucking, her hands high above her head in a victory salute to the crowd. It didn't even matter to her that her tits were flattened by stretching up so far or that she had lost her thong undies somewhere in the mud and was bare-ass naked.
"Yeah, I won," she said to herself, and she wasn't even talking about the mud wrestling match. She glowed inside from a first classand incredibly unusual-fucking.
At last, Julie had found the way to feeling really alive!
And she wanted more. Lots more.
CHAPTER FIVE
Marika watched with increasing arousal as Julie wrestled in the mud pit. Her hand crept down to her own crotch and pressed in. She started to work her strong fingers under her short skirt when she noticed a guy at the next table staring at her. She started to pull her hand back, then stopped.
Everything she had told Julie was true for her, too. Marika wanted variety. She wanted to taste life, real life, not the pale imitation she had been living. Too much work, too much routine, had dulled her. Sex with Stan was more exciting than what Julie had with Eddie, but Marika knew there had to be more.
There had to be. And from the way the guy was smiling, she knew what it was.
"Can I join you?" she mouthed. The dark-haired woman glanced back at the wrestling going on and shivered. Julie was getting the guy's long, hard pussy pleaser shoved in until the blonde was at the point of cumming.
Marika wanted some of that action, but the mud was too dirty for her. She preferred good, clean fun. And she knew how to get it.
The stud at the next table smiled more broadly and indicated an empty chair beside him. Marika rose lithely and strutted over, making sure she swayed her ass just right and drew maximum attention. Julie was getting fucked in plain sight and turning on the crowd. What seemed to excite the blonde more than the feel of hot, hard dick was everyone watching her. That worked for Marika, too.
"Hi," she said.
"I'm-" Before the guy could give her some phony line or lie to her about his name, she cut him off.
"You're just like me. Horny." Marika slid from the chair and scooted under the small table to a place in front of the guy. He was startled by her brazen move, but didn't object when she bent over and worked at his zipper with her teeth.
"You're a hot one!" he said. "I want-"
"You want a blow job," she said. "And I'm the one to give it to you!"
Marika's tongue worked to get the zipper tab between her teeth. She succeeded. With a toss of her head, she drew down the zipper with a metallic hiss. A thick, hard erection leaped up and banged into her lips.
"All mine!" she cried in glee. Then words were muffled quickly by a mouth full of throbbingly alive pecker. Marika's tongue swirled and darted about, touching the pinprick hole at the end of the fleshy fuck-stick. Then she laved and licked and teased the delicate part just under the head. When she sucked the purpled arrowhead into her mouth, the man's butt rose off the chair.
"I've never felt a mouth like yours before. You're a human vacuum cleaner!" he cried. His words were lost in the cheers for Julie and her mud-fucking.
Marika had sucked off her boyfriend in a restaurant before, but never with so many people around. Any of them might see how she took the shaft into her lips, how she moved her face up and down taking the entire length down her throat. Anyone could seebut no one did. Julie was attracting all the attention.
As tasty as the man's cock was, Marika wanted more. And she knew how to get it.
"You have a rubber?" she asked, her head resting in his lap, his prick pressing against her ruby lips. She looked up past the edge of the table at the guy. He was about ready to get his rocks off from her mild face fucking.
"Yeah, but you don't want me to put it on now, do you?"
"Do it," she said, slipping back under the table and into the chair. Marika leaned back and got her ass off the chair. She twisted and turned and worked off her panties. The guy's eyes went wide when she dropped her cooze-juice-damp panties on the table. He snatched them up and stuffed them into his pocket.
"You move quick. Can you move.. .slow?" she asked. Marika's pink tongue slowly made a circuit of her red lips in an erotically seductive fashion.
"Whatever you want. We can go-"
"We can go dance. Real slow. Real close. Intimately close," she said, reaching under the table and stroking up and down the man's hot shaft of man meat. From the way it bucked and twitched, she thought he might shoot his wad then and there. She hoped not. She wanted more, lots more, from him.
"I'll get it on," he said, fumbling to pull out his condom. She helped him unroll it over his eagerly shivering dick.
"Let's dance," she said. "Nice and slow, in time with each other, if you know what I mean, and I think you do." She took his hand and pulled him away from the table. He started to zip up, but she pressed close and batted his hand away.
"Naughty, naughty," she said. "How can we fuck while we dance if you hide it away?"
"I'll hide it," he said. "Here." He reached down and pressed his hand into her crotch. Juices leaked from her excited cunny. Marika sighed deeply and arched her back slightly, grinding her pussy mound against the palm of his hand.
It felt good, but she wanted more. The music was loud and too fast, but that didn't bother her at all. She spun around into the circle of his arms. Her leg rose high and pressed against his left hip as she reached down and caught at his pecker. It took a few seconds for her to guide it to the spot where they both wanted it sheathed.
Marika shivered deliciously at the sensations rippling into her body. The cock was warm and pulsated in tempo with his frantically beating heart. Her hips moved in a slow, sensuous circle as she took him ever deeper into her.
"Let's dance," she whispered in his ear before she began nibbling on it.
Slowly, ever so slowly, they moved through the crowded dance floor. Marika wondered if anyone noticed how her skirt was bunched up in front, how the man's fly was open and how his pecker vanished into her cunt. For a minute, she wondered. And then she was caught up in the rhythm of the music and their fucking.
At first, he seemed stunned by the blow job and then the visible fucking on the dance floor. Then he got into it-and Marika knew exactly how much he got into it. She felt every tiny thrust he made, every spot along her cunt walls where his rubber-sheathed cock stroked and built her passions to the breaking point.
It wasn't a fast fucking but a slow, arousing one as they spun and turned and held each other as tightly as possible. Her tits pressed flat against his chest until her nipples hurt with the blood pounding into them. She had big boobs and was a little uncomfortable until she got into the dance and began rubbing against him. The tips of her titties were alive and on fire and sending jolts of pleasure into her chest.
The pleasure from her erotic rubbing mingled with the warmth rising up from her pussy to collide somewhere in her belly. Every time he moved his hips, she took another fraction of an inch of hot pussy pleaser into her body.
"Now," she whispered hotly into his ear. "Do it to me now, fast, hard, fuck me good!"
"No," he said.
Marika's dark eyes widened in surprise at this outrageous denial. "But I want to-"
"My turn," was all he said. His hands roved over her bare back and down to her waist where her skirt was bunched. His hands cupped her buttocks and pulled her even closer. There was no way she could escapeas if she wanted to now!
Marika gasped and moaned and began to realize she was losing control by slow inches. She was going to cum because of all he did to her, but it wasn't going to be the potent orgasm she had hoped for. No one noticed what was going on around the dance floor.
For all she knew, every other couple out there might be getting it on like she was!
"I love the way your hair smells, so clean and fresh and sexy," the guy with his dork stuck in her pussy said. He moved from burrowing in her midnight-black hair down to her ear. His tongue stabbed out in the same slow motion he was using to fuck her. And then he worked even lower, his tongue leaving a wet trail down the slope of her neck.
"My titties, suck on my titties!" she moaned.
"Can't reach that low without pulling out." He gave a quick shove with his hips to let her know what she would be missing. The pecker always inside her turned her on in a big way-but she would trade it for a quick suck on her rock hard nubbins. Her boobs were throbbing with uncontrollable passion now. They were so sensitive, and it was necessary for a stud to give them a good sucking and licking and kissing if Marika was going to get off like she intended. It surprised her, but fucking out in plain sight wasn't the turn-on for her that it was for Julie.
Marika didn't much care who as watching when she got it on-as long as she got all the cock in her gooey twat and mouth on her titties as possible.
"I need it," she sobbed out. She put her head on his shoulder as he kissed lower from the sweep of her neck to the tops of her boobs. But Marika knew the man was right. She felt his dong sliding from her, and the emptiness it left behind was going to drive her crazy.
She wanted it all, and there was no way of getting it.
The dark-haired woman gasped when she found herself being swung around. Her stance widened to keep from falling over. Lifted off her feet, she quickly locked her ankles behind the man and sank all the way down his prick. Her pouting cunt lips were folded in, and she felt the friction of his fucking as he moved back and forth in time with the music.
But her titties were still being neglected!
"Please, suck on my nips!" she moaned out.
Then she felt hot breath on her naked boobs as he leaned over. He didn't bother pushing the cloth of her dress out of the way. His lips teased and tormented the hidden nipple until it poked up hard against the soft cloth.
Then he sucked both nipple and cloth into his mouth. Marika gasped and almost came. It was so good, spinning around, her pussy pressed hard into his crotch. His cock jerked in the tight sheath of female flesh she wantonly offered. Now he was sucking her delicate nipple.
She found out there was even more to come-and it was her.
He swung them around and around and slowly worked off the dance floor. Marika felt the hard wall against her back and looked up. Above her was a light fixture. She reached up and grabbed it to support her own weight. This let him dive down and lick across the tops of her naked breasts, then work lower and drive his oral organ between dress and quivering flesh.
He teased and tormented her nipples until she was gasping for him to stop.
"Want me to stop? Really?" he asked.
"No, no! More, give me more. Give it all to me!" she cried in desire. Marika was lost in a wonderful explosion of sensation. Her pussy was afire from the slow fucking she had received on the dance floor. The sensuous music fired her emotions. And now his mouth moved all over her aching tit flesh and brought her ever closer to cumming.
"Do it now, give it to me, your cock, your wonderful hard, long cock!" Marika was past knowing what she was saying. It no longer mattered to her if people watched or not. It wasn't a turn-on. She wanted everything that was-she wanted cock and lots of it!
Gripping the light fixture let Marika swing free. The man's hands caught her under the ass cheeks and supported her so his prick was in the middle of the vee formed by her widespread legs. He speared directly into her cunt until the friction of his fucking burned at her very mind.
"More, more, give me more!" she pleaded.
Marika was lost in a world of complete arousal. She felt the long, hot cock slipping in and out of her pussy. Lewd sucking noises told of the speed with which he fucked her cunthole. The burning spread like wildfire throughout her loins and raced upward to ignite in her brain. The way he occasionally licked her still-hidden nipples thrilled her more and more and the physical exertion of hanging on while he fucked was more than enough to push her over the edge.
Marika came. Hard. Again and again.
She shook and twisted and felt his hands gripping hard on her meaty ass cheeks to keep her from falling. Her fingers turned weak and she slipped from the light fixture. For a moment she hung suspended in midair, then he caught her and followed her to the floor.
Her legs still raised, the stud's boner still hidden away deep within her, Marika thought she was drained of all feeling. She was wrong. Even as the thought passed through her mind that she had become numb to any touch, she felt the rising tides of stark sexual sensation erupting again in her lust-moistened pussy from his hard-fucking cock.
"Hang on, babe, this is it," the guy said, his hips flying faster and faster. She felt his cock expanding within her as he fucked deeper and deeper.
"Yes, oh, yes, yes! Do it now. I need it so. Your cock, in me, inside me fucking me good!" she sobbed out, cumming.
New waves of ultimate human sexual response washed over her like the ocean's tides. Marika screamed and let her emotions run wild.
And then she slumped down, drained of all emotion. She smiled wickedly as she felt the rubber-sheathed organ sliding from her trembling cunny.
"You're one hell of a fine dancer," Marika couldn't wait for the next dance.
CHAPTER SIX
"You're a mess, honey," Marika said as Julie wiped mud off her naked body. She eyed her roommate from head to toe and liked what she saw-a lot.
"You look like the cat that ate the canary. What have you been up to?" Julie shook her long blonde hair and sent mud spattering everywhere.
"Let me do that," Marika said, taking the fluffy towel from her friend. She began wiping mud off Julie's lush body. She lingered over the blonde's titties, moving down reluctantly. She got more excited when she reached the well-rounded curves of the blonde's pert ass cheeks. Somewhere in the mud pit lay Julie's thong underwear.
"You've been doing more than eating a canary," Julie accused. "I can tell by your expression. You and some stud got it on, didn't you? Who was it? How did you do it?" She wanted all the sexy details, because it turned her on so much. She had wanted to get out of the rut she had found herself in. Living through Marika's escapades was a good way of doing that.
And mud wrestling while letting the guy fuck her!
Julie looked around for him, but he had disappeared. It was a shame, since they really hadn't done all that much, but get worked up. She wanted more, lots more.
"Not as exciting as you doing it while mud wrestling in front of a hundred people, but it was just fine," Marika said. Her pussy still glowed from the hard, fast fucking she had received over by the light fixture on the wall. The guy who had been so good with his cock had already left-and Marika needed more. She eyed Julie's naked body and began to breathe a little heavier at the idea of the two of them getting something going.
Something hot, heavy and lesbian.
"Hey, here's some money for you," the referee called, handing Julie a wad of money dripping with mud. "Any time you want, you can wrestle here. The boss said I could offer you top dollar."
"No thanks. Once was enough. Is there anywhere I can wash off the mud?"
"Sure," the referee said, smiling. "I'll be glad to show you the showers in the back. If you don't mind some personal attention."
Julie eyed him and liked what she saw. She had been too involved with the guy wrestling and sticking his prong into her tight twat to notice how well-built the referee was. As thrilling as it had been getting into the mud and wallowing around, stroking and fondling, occasionally getting cock flesh shoved into her needy pussy, she was left wanting more.
"I might not be able to get the shower to work right," Julie said. "I'm not good at things like that."
"Neither am I," Marika cut in, "but that doesn't mean we're both not good at other things."
"Really good?" asked the referee, leading the way through a maze to the rear of the night club. He opened a door to a small locker room. "I'll get the shower going. like it hot?"
"Wouldn't have it any other way," Julie said. She shot a quick look at Marika, blue eyes dancing with lust. She followed the man to the shower stall and crowded him in when he turned on the water.
"You're muddy, too. Let me help get you all clean," Julie said, her eager fingers working to strip off the black-and-white striped uniform. She stood under the shower as water laved away the mud, but she hardly noticed its hot sting on her white skin. The horny blonde reached the man's belt. As she undid it, his pants fell away and showed a huge boner.
"Nice," Marika said, already naked, as she crowded in with the other two.
"The water or the hard-on?" asked the man.
"I can find water anywhere," Marika said, dropping to her knees. She greedily stuffed the end of the man's cock into her mouth and began sucking loudly. From around the thick plug of prick in her mouth, the dark-haired woman said, "This is something special. Don't find these often enough."
"Yeah, sure, two good-looking babes like you can get all the cock you want," he said sarcastically.
"I don't have any cock at all," complained Julie. "She's got it all."
"Yeah, in her mouth," the man said, struggling to keep from sinking down in the shower. His legs turned weak from the way Marika gave him head. Her tongue worked up and down the entire length of his manhood, teasing and tormenting and always sucking like a vacuum cleaner on the tip, trying to draw out the jizz hidden deep in his balls.
"I want it, too," Julie pouted. She pressed closer, rubbing her big breasts across the man's hairy chest. She sighed as the hair stimulated her hard nipples even more than the cascading water already had. When he reached over and cupped her heavy tits, she closed her eyes and leaned back in the shower. The water pelted down hotly on her naked skin, but the feel of strong hands moving slowly over her mountainous boobs was turning her on even more.
"How's this?" he asked. His hands slid from her tits down to her heaving belly-then crept lower. Into the tangled matte of her blonde pussy mound and then to her cunt lips.
His fingers parted the outer labia and began stroking over the delicately scalloped pink inner lips. Just as Julie was going to complain about wanting more than she was getting, his middle finger plunged deep into her lust-moistened cunt. She gasped and moaned and held onto him. His palm pressed into her sensitive clit, and he began finger fucking her with slow, deliberate strokes intended to fan the flames of her desire.
"More, I want more. I want your cock inside me!" Julie demanded.
"No, no, I want to suck on it!" protested Marika.
"You can both get what you want, if you make some room in there."
Julie's blue eyes opened wide. It was the stud she had mud-wrestled. She had thought he'd left the club, but she was happy to see how wrong she had been. The sultry blonde temptress grinned and turned in the small shower stall so her butt was presented enticingly to him.
"Do it right this time," she told him. "Slow, fast, that doesn't matter. But do it!"
"It's a good thing I came prepared," the man said, wiping mud from his face. He held up a foil-wrapped condom. He stripped off the packet and quickly pulled on the rubber, rolling it down his immense erection. In a smooth movement, he sidled up to the curvy ass cheeks and shoved forward.
"Oh, oh, yes!" cried Julie. "There, take me there. I'm a virgin up the ass-hole!"
"Not for long," the man vowed. "And you, you keep finger fucking her pussy. That's going to send her into orbit in nothing flat."
"There's nothing flat down here," Marika said. She pushed the pecker from her mouth using only the tip of her pink, darting tongue so she could turn and see what was going on with Julie. The dark-haired woman reached out and lightly tickled the mud wrestler's hairy balls. She loved the way his cock jerked and bounced as she stroked over the scrotum-and then the ponderous log of his cock vanished between the white slabs of Julie's fleshy ass cheeks.
"Yes, oh, oh, yes! You fill me up. So big, so fucking big!"
"The fucking hasn't even started yet," the man gasped out. Sweat poured down his face as he experienced the tightness of her virgin ass-hole. The tight ring of her anal muscle closed down on his prick like a noose, s. Julie burned from behind as the big prick stayed buried deep and motionless up her back door, and she burned from the way the finger kept moving in and out faster and faster in her cunt. Water from the shower hammered at her bare skin, and the referee managed to tweak her nipples with his free hand.
The sensations mounted within her as stimulation came crashing into her brain and body from all directions. When she felt a wet tongue slowly working its way up the insides of her thighs, Julie came.
"So soon? Honey, you need a life!" laughed Marika.
"And you need to get back to sucking on my dick," came the referee's command. "Lick her legs later. I want your sweet mouth all around my cock. Never found a woman who gave head as good as you."
"Go on, tell me more," Marika said, smiling. She held the man's twitching schlong for a moment, then rested her cheek against its hot length. Twisting slightly, she kissed the shaft and worked down to the tumbling balls trapped in the hairy sac. She took the entire bag into her mouth and chewed gently.
She knew he was getting close to cumming by the way his balls tumbled about so hard. Moving quickly, she worked back to the purpled tip and closed her mouth over the end in time to catch the geyser of semen blasting forth. Greedily sucking, she took every drop of his jism-and she wanted more!
Above Marika, Julie was shivering as if she stood in a freezer rather than under a hot shower. She clung to the naked referee, who bent over and sucked and licked at her titties. They filled with blood every time he sucked long and hard on the rubbery tips and then caught them up between thumb and forefinger.
Tweaking hard, he pulled and then let them go. Julie gasped at the sensation. Water tickling as it trickled between her huge breasts, she still needed him doing more. She grabbed his wrist and pulled his hand back to her boobs.
"Fondle them. Kiss them. Do it all for meeeee!" Julie cried out as orgasm smashed her again.
The referee was stroking over her tits and the heavy shaft of cock flesh still lay quietly in her butt-what set her off was the womanly tongue finding its way between her pussy lips and into her cunt.
Marika was eating her out!
Julie felt dazed and confused at all the feelings mounting within her. Asshole and titties, cunt and water. It was all driving her wild with lust!
"You sure are a noisy eater," the man behind Julie said to Marika. "I like that in a pussy licker!"
Julie quivered and tried to tell him to do something that would equal the rippling sensations Marika was giving her. Her roommate's tongue found her clit and cunthole and moved up and down all around the fleecy rim until it finally worked along the soft flesh of her inner thighs.
Julie hadn't thought it possible for this to be as big a turn-on as having the other woman's tongue wiggling around in her twat. She was wrong. Marika knew how to kiss and lick and stimulate the tender flesh just right.
Julie tried to thank Marika, but the words refused to come. Her tits were on fire. And the thick plug of prick up her butt began sliding out.
"No, no, don't go!" she gasped out. "I love the feel of you inside me like that. Never thought butt fucking could feel so good."
"That wasn't ass fucking," the man said. "This is ass fucking!"
His hands gripped her firmly around her slender waist and pulled her back into the curve of his groin. His prick parted the half moons of her ass cheeks and drove hard and fast up her tightest passage.
Liquid fire surged into Julie's loins. She had always loved getting her pussy filled with a man's cock. This was a hundred times more intense. Her guts turned to napalm and exploded, giving her another cum. She had lost count since she'd entered the shower.
"More," she sobbed out, the voice no longer hers.
"You are one hot chick. The only way of handling that is to stoke the furnace!"
And he did. His hips pulled back, leaving a hollowness within the sexy blonde's guts that promised to drive her crazy. But he didn't stay out in the cold long. He came rushing back in, his hairy thighs rubbing seductively against her smooth, curvy ass cheeks.
Over and over he drove into her back door, each time getting a bit farther into her. Julie surrendered to the corn-holing, letting her body respond and not trying to speak or tell the man how she would like it better.
The truth was, Julie wasn't able to decide how this could be better!
Her sexy roommate licked her pussy and sucked on the tiny spire of her clit when she wasn't stroking over her inner thighs. And the referee tended her boobs better than any man she could remember. He caught up each tit and pulled slowly from the broad base to the pointy tip, trapping blood there.
Every beat of her heart made her nipples feel as if they might explode. Then the man sucked on them, heightening her feelings even more.
The real action went on at her back door. The long, wide cock reamed her out good. His hands around her waist kept her in the right position and let her relax to enjoy the grinding of his naked thighs against her bare butt. His hot breath gusted on her neck and back, washed away immediately by the hot water from the shower.
But the fuck stick up her ass-hole gave her the most delight. Every thrust made her come just a little more alive. She had wanted to get away from fucking the same old way over and over with her boyfriend-what was his name?
Julie couldn't remember. Not when she was getting the fucking of her young life!
"Oh, oh, ohhh!" she gasped out. "So close. It's all building up inside me."
"Let go, baby. Don't hold back."
"How can she take much more of this?" grated out the man buggering her. "I can't go on much longer. She's so tight. So hot. And the way she clamps down around me is crushing my prick flat."
"Not flat, so big, so fucking big and round!" cried Julie. She tossed her head and sent a mane of long blonde hair over her shoulder. She let out a loud "aieee!" as orgasm smashed into her trim young body again.
The lewd squishing of the cock driving in and out of her ass-hole continued until it was almost as loud as the water pouring down on them. She hadn't thought it was possible, but she felt the cock growing larger inside her tightly clenched anus. Try as she might, Julie wasn't able to do much more than tense and relax a little to give back some of the joy she had already received.
The attention wasn't needed. Hips flying fast, he drove balls deep into her back, then erupted like a volcano. He pumped hard for a few more seconds, then backed away, letting the water wash the sex sweat off him.
"Never felt a hole that tight. You're fabulous," he said. He peeled the rubber off his deflating cock and sat heavily on a low wooden "How do I get more?"
Julie spun around and leaned against the shower stall, letting the water finish the job of cleansing her buck-naked body. Marika stood beside her and the referee slipped out so they were alone.
"You want more?" Julie asked. "Sure!"
Julie and Marika exchanged glances, then Julie said, "No way. Been there, done that, want something new."
The expression on the men's faces made the women laugh.
"We can think of something new," the referee said. "Give us a chance!"
The two dripping wet women left the shower to see if he was bragging or if he could deliver.
Both men delivered. Again and again.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Julie and Marika left the night club, excited and turned on even more by all that had happened there. Julie hadn't thought it was possible to get so much cock and still want more.
But she did.
"You think we could give blow jobs to every guy in line?" she asked, eyeing the men waiting to get into the club. "Some aren't up to my standards, but most of them look like they're really hung."
"I'm tired," Marika complained. "All I want is to go home and crawl into bed-alone."
"Spoilsport. You were the one who said we ought to do different things. Tonight's been so different! I wonder what else I can do that I haven't." Julie frowned, trying to think of something that would turn her on even more. She couldn't.
Between the guy she had mud-wrestled and the referee they had done about everything. Her ass and pussy both ached from getting so much hard cock rammed up them. Her mouth still tingled, and the taste of jism on her lips constantly reminded her of how often she had gotten the men off.
And it hadn't been just the two guys. Marika had joined in for some real action. The men ate eat her pussy, but Marika was expert at it. She was a woman and knew what turned on another woman. She simply did that to Julie's snatch and sent the blonde woman to new heights or orgasmic delight every time.
"I need sleep. Alone. Sleep alone," Marika said, but Julie could tell the other woman was beginning to regret even saying it. She walked a little more briskly toward their car, and by the time she slipped behind the wheel, her attitude had changed.
"Maybe we can cruise around a while," Marika said, smiling her wicked smile. "Just for a while."
"Sure," Julie said. She tried to smooth her skirt out under her naked butt and finally gave up, letting the skimpy skirt bunch around her waist. It wasn't doing much to cover her ass or other intimate regions even when it was pulled down to mid-thigh.
"You're going to drive me crazy, sitting over there with your pussy fur gleaming like spun gold," Marika said, glancing over at her friend. As they drove, light from the street lights flashed on and off across Julie's lap, showing every sexy detail of her gorgeous pussy mound.
"So? Do something about it!"
"No, no, you got all the action back there. I only got cock now and again."
"Four, five times," guessed Julie. "Wasn't that enough?"
They both laughed when Marika shouted, "No!"
"What are we going to do about it?" Julie asked. "I'm horny. I want more, lots more. Where are we going to find it-and I don't mean fucking with the guy on top? I get that whenever Eddie screws me."
"Tonight you've proved to yourself you can really get into other sex," Marika said. "And I'm glad. I like the taste of your cooze." Although she was driving, she reached across and caressed her hand over Julie's golden pussy mound.
Julie sighed softly when she felt her roommate's finger slip across her clit and then dive into her cunt. Thick oils leaked from inside. She was ready for cock, and all she was getting was Marika's finger. She wanted something thicker, something hotter, shoved hard and fast and deep into her.
"Eat me out," Julie begged. "I want cock, but your mouth will do."
"You have to return the favor," Marika warned.
"Yes, yes!"
Marika wheeled the car into a filling station, and braked hard. She turned in the seat, ready to dive into Julie's delicious muff when her eyes widened.
"Oh, no," she said.
"Evening, ladies. You need a fill-up?" the station attendant asked.
He looked from Marika to Julie's naked pussy. He swallowed hard and licked his lips. He tried to force his eyes off the delightful sight nestled between Julie's snowy-white, tender thighs and failed.
"I can use a fill-up," Julie said. She wantonly spread her legs a little wider and gave him an even better view. The guy looked back and forth, as if TV cameras might be trained on him.
"Regular or premium?" he asked.
"Regular might do for most people cumming here," Julie said, "but we need nothing but top of the line stuff."
"We want to see your nozzle before we agree to anything," Marika added, holding back a laugh. Her dark eyes widened in surprise when the attendant stepped back and opened his fly with a quick jerk. The pecker that leaped from its cloth prison was about the biggest the dark-haired woman had ever seen.
"Mine!" Marika cried. "I get the first fill-up!"
"No, no," Julie protested. "I let him see mine first."
"Ladies, don't argue. We can work something out. You've seen what equipment I've got for fill ups. Maybe you'd like some other treatment?"
"Both of us? Together?" asked Marika.
"Been slow tonight," the stud said, holding his long pussy pleaser in one hand. The tip turned a dull purple and throbbed with lust. Marika couldn't take her eyes off it. She wanted to suck on the end and make it spew forth its creamy load-into her mouth!
She wanted to taste jizz again. Now!
"I like it slow," Julie said. "I like it fast, too. What about a little of both?" She opened the car door and got out, moving around. She kept her skirt rolled up around her waist so her naked pussy gleamed in the bright station lights.
"How about a lot of both?" he asked, grinning. For all the grease smeared on his face, Julie found him really good-looking. He had a nice hard-muscled ass that would come into service when he was fucking her. She hopped onto the fender and let her long, sleek legs dangle down.
"Well?" she asked. "Are you all talk or can you get around to doing some pumping for me?"
"Wait, no!" shouted Marika. "I want in on this!"
The black-haired girl scrambled to get out of the car and into the action, but she was just a little late. Julie had dropped back, supporting herself on her elbows. At the same time, she lifted her legs and parted her knees in wanton invitation.
"Come on in," she invited. The man stepped up, his ponderous love log banging lightly against the tender sex lips hiding her inner reaches.
"I want you to do me," he said, reaching into his pocket. He tossed her a rubber. She grabbed it and quickly peeled off the wrapper. She licked her lips as she sat up and reached for his cock.
The hot length quivered with a life of its own in her grip. She stroked up and down, feeling every bump and wrinkle. She tickled under the sensitive head and then tugged harder to get him closer.
"Let me do this right," she said. Julie put the condom over the tip of his prick and slowly, carefully, unrolled it.
"I want to help," Marika said. She dropped to her knees and began licking and kissing the man's balls. The erection jerked upward and stretched the rubber to the breaking point. Julie's tits rose and fell faster as her heart pounded in anticipation of what she was going to get rammed up her twat.
But she did not hurry. She stroked along the man's prick and slowly, ever so slowly, unrolled the condom until the full eight inches was sheathed.
"Time to check your oil," the man said, stepping forward again. "You look to be a quart low." His hips levered forward and the thick head of his cock banged against Julie's cunt lips. She dropped back to the hood and lifted her legs again. He surged all the way into her drooling pussy.
The sexy blonde felt as if the world was spinning in crazy circles around her. The heat generated from his quick, deep strokes into her vaj worked from her loins up to her belly and spread to her titties. She moaned and sobbed and let him fuck her, even though she had said she never wanted to fuck missionary-style again.
Julie argued with herself as her pussy was stretched and strained by the humongous cock entering her. She was on the hood of a car in a gas station getting reamed out by a guy she didn't even know.
All she knew was that anyone driving by could see her getting laid.
"like it?" the stud asked.
"Love it-and I want morel"
Julie thrashed about, impaled by the thick, meaty prong. The friction of his cock against her pussy walls mounted as he fucked faster and faster. Then he somehow managed to kiss her firmly on the lips and stroke over her boobs and press down around her waist.
Julie's blue eyes flickered open. It took her a second to realize Marika had straddled her waist. The dark-haired woman grinned and then dived down, kissing Julie hard on the lips. Their tongues tangled and dueled and Julie wasn't going to protest.
Marika was kissing her, and she still had eight inches of cock fucking her!
Her friend stretched out on top of her, their tits pressing together. Julie's nipples hardened with lust and rubbed constantly against Marika's equally hard ones.
"I love it," the blonde gasped out. "Can't be better."
"It can," Marika said. She positioned herself differently, and Julie realized she was no longer on the receiving end of the fuck of the century. The man had slipped his prick from her tight blonde pussy and was now stuffing himself into Marika's dark-furred one.
"You're getting what I want!" Julie protested. Then she was occupied with other stimulation. Marika was panting and gasping as she became the recipient of the powerfully fucking pecker.
Marika licked along Julie's jaw and stuffed her tongue into the shell-like ear she found. The blonde forgot to complain about the lack of cock in her quim, because she was enjoying so much more of everything going on.
Marika kissed and licked and nibbled on her friend's delicate ear and fought to keep from biting down hard. The lust in her body mounted until she could hardly stand it.
She loved the way Julie's nipples poked into hers. The scent of a well-fucked cunt-two cunts!-rose to make her nostrils flare. How she loved the taste and smell of pussy! Especially when it was her pussy being fucked!
"Move over a bit, babe," the man said. He kneaded and massaged the half moons of white flesh poking up. Stroking over the dark-furred pussy lips, he moved lower and found Julie's blonde muff. His hand moved from one pussy to the other, stroking and giving pleasure to both.
But he had to get into one or the other.
Marika's cunt was on top and beckoned to him. He moved over and shoved forward, his dick vanishing into her torrid pussy. From the way Marika sobbed and moaned out her pleasure, he knew he was doing good.
She was tight and hot all around his length and as he fucked faster, her pussy walls gripped down like a gloved hand.
Marika's guts blazed with every stroke she received and wanted more. For him to leave her in favor of Julie now would leave her high and dry-and hornier than ever. She tensed and relaxed every time the cock slammed into her from behind. The feel of his rough jeans against her naked butt excited her. The feel of his quaking pecker within her tight love tunnel pushed her emotions to the heights of human endurance.
And when he pulled out, Marika was left hollow and empty and wanting more of his cock.
For a few minutes, she had it all. Cock. Hard. Fast. Hot. Sex fire blazed along her pussy and into her brain. She kissed Julie and felt her boobs and accepted any stimulation she could get.
Then it was gone. Julie tensed and Marika knew the cock had left her twat and had gone into the blonde's.
"More, again, I want it again!" she cried, not caring she was being greedy.
Marika and Julie both groaned when they found themselves on the receiving end of a cock that shot hard and fast into one pussy, slowly withdrew and then fucked deep into another.
Dark, blonde, dark, blonde, that prick flew from one to the other and sampled what both had to offer.
Julie tried to arch her back but was pressed flat to the car hood by her roommate. Marika kissed her and Julie could do nothing but return those deep lesbian kisses with all the need and ardor locked within her.
She got cock and it filled her and made her into a complete woman. And she wanted it back when it left her pussy with a lewd sucking sound to enter Marika's. Julie was never happier than when she found herself filled to overflowing again.
Friction burned her and lit a fuse deep within her body. She clung to Marika and spread her legs as wide as possible when she realized the pecker was not leaving her. Instead, the attendant fucked her deep and hard and kept at it until she was no longer able to contain the huge emotions within her lush body.
Julie came and came and came. A darting tongue into her mouth, the feel of prick rubbing all over her pussy mound, hot metal under her, stars above, cars in the street-who watched her getting the fuck of her young life?-and always, always, always the heavy, sizzling fuckstick racing up until it felt as if it would come out her mouth.
As orgasm died to warm embers in her pussy, Julie became aware of how Marika was now building to her own cum. The erotic sounds of cock going into excited cunt filled the night. But it was Marika's twat being fucked.
Somehow, Julie thrilled to this almost as much as when she had felt the entire length of prick moving so ardently inside her.
Marika gasped and Julie knew her friend was getting off, too.
"What pussy! Never felt cunts so tight. Love those love holes! Gotta plug 'em," the man shouted out at the top of his lungs.
He howled like a wolf seeing the full moon, arched his back and shoved himself balls deep into Marika's cooze.
"I want to suck your jism!" Julie called, but she couldn't get out from under her roommate fast enough. The man pumped hard and fast and then pulled away from the tight hole he had fucked so well. His boner was already turning limp when Julie managed to sit up.
"Too late," Marika said, sighing deeply.
She had a dreamy, well-fucked look on her face. "I liked it."
"Is that all you can say, you bitch! You liked it! That was the best screwing you ever got. Admit it!"
"Had better," Julie said. She looked at Marika, to see what her friend would think of the lie.
"Me, too." The dark-haired woman rolled over next to Julie on the car hood.
"Better? Never, never!" The man was furious now.
"Why not try again? With both of us. You were close to being the best. Maybe a second.. . "
"And third!" cut in Julie.
". . .time will be the best. For all of us."
She slid from the hood and dropped to her knees, hungrily sucking on the flaccid organ. When Julie joined her, they got him up again.
If the next round of fucking wasn't the best for all of them, it came so close it hardly mattered.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"I can't remember a night like last night," Julie said dreamily. She rolled over onto her side on the bed and put her arm over Marika. The swell of the other woman's ass was so nice and smooth to stroke. Just touching the warm, curvy ass cheeks gave Julie a tingle of desire.
Memories of the night before did more than that to her. She rubbed her legs together, trying to drive sway the yearning deep inside. Her pussy had been filled before, but never like last night when she let loose. Eddie never fucked her like the guy at the night club.
Eddie had never fucked her like the guy at the filling station, either. They had gotten it on through most of the night. He had bragged about being insatiable, and Julie believed it. She and Marika had been exhausted when they got back to their apartment, but both young women had still been horny.
Julie couldn't remember how long she and
Marika had made love. It had been a long time until they both drifted off to sleep, hands on each other's pussy mound.
What should she do now? Julie had tasted the wild life and loved every second of it. What should she do now?
The flame of desire for Marika wasn't burning as brightly as it had earlier. The forbidden nature of licking the other woman's slit and tasting the deliciously salty cooze juices leaking out was past. Julie licked her lips. She wouldn't mind eating out Marika again.
The thought even excited her-but not as much as it once had. She'd done that already. She wanted to do something more. Just as Eddie always fucking her in the missionary position had grown old after a few months, she knew she'd grow bored with Marika and her scrumptious pussy.
Julie rubbed her own crotch. Marika loved to eat pussy and suck cock. Her tongue was so educated, it ought to be a professor at some university.
"You say something?" Marika said, rubbing sleep from her eyes. "What a time we had!" she exclaimed, seeing her naked roommate in bed beside her. For a moment, they both said nothing, but Julie realized Marika was thinking the same thing she already had.
The hot lez action was great, but there had to be more. If they tried to do it exclusively, they would both end up hating one another. They both definitely loved men and long, hot, hard cocks.
"I wondered what we could do today to top last night," Julie said. She slid out of bed and went to the small bathroom, intent on taking a shower.
"I have an idea that might be fun," Marika said. "You ever hang out at the drag races."
"No, too noisy."
"Yeah, but last night with the guy at the filling station convinced me men into cars might just be right for us."
"We get their motors running, they give us a really good ride?" suggested Julie.
"Exactly. We can go out to the track-afterward."
"After what?" asked Julie. A smile danced at the corners of her lips when she saw Marika slip from the bed and come to her. Both were buck naked. Their bodies pressed together, tit to tit, hip to hip. A small arch of the back rubbed their crinkly-furred bushes together. Marika kissed her lightly and quickly. The brush of her tongue over Julie's lips promised more and better to come. Later.
"After we take a good, long shower together!"
Stroking and rubbing each other in all the right places, they went to the bathroom and Julie started the water. She got it just right and stepped in. She immediately found Marika with her, soaping her back and shoulders.
Then the dark-haired beauty began soaping other places, more intimate ones. Across Julie's tits went the bar of soap, slick and exciting. When Marika's long fingers moved lower and slithered over Julie's delicate labia, they sent tiny volts of stark desire into her body.
"More, I want more!"
"Not yet," cautioned Marika. "We want to get ourselves primed and ready-but for cock."
"Eat me out, lick my titties, do it all to me!" begged Julie, forgetting about her earlier resolution not to go overboard with Marika so it would always remain exciting.
She realized this was the problem she had with Eddie. He was a good cocksman. He fucked long and hard, and once he started, she was lost in the paradise of her own desires. She could never complain or even change what they were doing, because she was too completely needy for cock.
Now she was falling into the same rut with Marika and her hungry, knowing mouth!
And Julie didn't care. Her needs were immediate and the enjoyment she got from feeling the other woman's tongue invade her twat, sliding hard and fast as any cock, past her slit and deep into her creaming cunt, was all that mattered.
Julie shivered with desire as Marika stroked over her pussy mound and dragged her fingernails along the insides of her thighs. The tender flesh quivered in reaction, sending more signals of joy to her brain. She was getting turned on and there was no stopping now.
If she did, she'd go crazy with lust.
Julie shrieked with delight when she felt Marika's hot breath gusting through the tangled, wet mat of her bush. The woman's tongue delved far into her pussy and worked around inside. Obscene sucking sounds thrilled her as much as the light darting touch of her roommate's tongue. Marika fastened her red-lipped mouth over Julie's twat and sucked and licked and tongued and kissed and tongue fucked until the blonde was reduced to tears of delight.
"So good," Julie sobbed out. "How do you do it?"
"I love using my mouth," Marika said, sitting under the water tumbling down from the shower. "I love the taste of a man's dick, I love the taste of a woman's pussy. And yours, honey, yours is about the best ever!"
"I want to do you," Julie said, slipping in the tub as she worked around to dive between the dark-haired woman's thighs. How she longed to give Marika the same pleasure she had just received.
"No." The rejection came so sharply it jolted Julie. "Why not?"
"I'm saving myself. For some dragster's vibrating cock, that's why!"
Julie had to laugh. The two finished soaping and washing each other, hands lingering in all the right places until they were both on a sexual edge. Julie would have jumped on any boner she saw and fucked herself blind-if there had been an erection anywhere near.
Toweling each other off was almost as much fun as the soaping and showering. Julie hurried and dressed, anxious to get out to the drag strip. From the way Marika drove, it was apparent she was hot to get a firsthand demonstration from some racer stud of hard-driving pistons and well-oiled cylinders, too.
Screeching to a halt in the parking lot, the two sexy women climbed out and looked around. The roar of powerful engines and the smell of oil and hot rubber exited them. Almost as much as the sight of some of the drivers standing nearby.
"Looks like my kind of sport," Marika said. "Especially the one with the cute butt."
"Which one's that?" Julie asked. "They all have great asses." The blonde flashed a smile to one guy who paid her particular attention. He came over.
"Don't remember seeing you around the track before." He smiled as he eyed her from head to toe and back, his gaze lingering on the low-cut neckline, where her tits pushed out impudently, the swell of her ass and the long, sleek legs poking out from under her very short miniskirt. It was obvious he liked what he saw.
Julie knew he must be getting uncomfortable with such a big hard-on in his tight overalls.
"Just got here. Would you be kind enough to show me.. .things?" she asked coyly.
"I doubt there's anything I can show a fox like you," the man said. "My name's Mike. I race that one, over there. Number 69."
"How interesting," Julie said, but she wasn't looking at his car. She moved closer to him and rubbed against him enough to convince herself she wasn't imagining it. He did have a boner the size of a skyscraper.
"I'm not racing for a while yet," he said. "I need to do something to loosen up. Its never good to be tense when you get behind the wheel."
"I know what you mean," Julie said. She glanced at Marika, who paid her no attention. The dark-haired beauty was homing in on another driver, coming on to him in a big way.
Julie had wanted to get out of the routine her life had become. She was doing it in the most exciting way possible.
"I don't know much about racing. Do you double clutch?"
"I'm not a truck driver. I speed shift-but not all the time. Want to see?"
They walked to the car and Julie bent over to look at the interior. It was stripped down, had a heavy steel cage around the driver's side, and was equipped with special safety harnesses.
"There's not much inside," she said, glancing over her shoulder. She leaned over more, poking her head through the window and balancing her hands on the hard seat. So he would get the idea, she waggled her butt around a little.
The driver glanced around, smiled broadly and moved in behind her. She felt the hardness between his legs pressing into her ass cheeks from behind. Closing her eyes, she shivered at the thought of such a hard, long cock taking her from behind.
"Show me how good you are at maneuvering through the course," Julie said. She.stood on tiptoe, tightening the muscles in her calves and thighs and widening her stance enough so he would have no trouble finding the exact cavity they both wanted plugged.
Callused hands stroked along her legs, her thighs, moved her skirt up around her waist. She sighed softly when she felt his hand moving between her legs and passing lightly over her fleecy pussy mound. When his finger stabbed out and into her cunt, she almost came.
"Yes, that's a good place to start my engine. Stick the key in and gun it!"
"Nothing like taking it for a drive around the block," he said. His hands clutched at her bottom, parting the meaty half moons. His long, hot probe worked its way into her ass-hole and lower, running up and down her hairy slit.
Julie wiggled her butt some more and then cried out when he crammed his pecker fully into her cunt in one long, smooth stroke.
"Stroker, they call me. I'm the best on the track."
"Prove it," she gasped out. He was so huge in her! His cock pressed hard against her pussy walls, expanding her to the breaking point. Her pussy drooled around him, lubricating them both.
Then that fleshy piston began moving in and out of her, slowly at first and then with increasing speed. Julie groaned in delight and shoved her buttocks back into the curve of his body, trying to take more of him into her.
"Fuck me, fuck me good!" she cried, but her words were drowned out by the roar of engines on the track. As the blare died down, all she could hear was the man's heavy breathing and the lewd sucking sounds as his cock entered and left her eager pussy.
Bent over the door frame, Julie abandoned herself to the pleasures flooding into her from behind. The driver pumped faster and faster, his cock flying in and out till she burned inside from carnal friction. Reaching up, the seductive blonde pressed into her own tits, stroking and stimulating herself. She tweaked her own nipples until they throbbed with excitement.
Every time the man slammed forward, it crushed her into the car. She hardly noticed. She was too busy pinching her own nips to turn herself on even more.
When the man's strong arm circled her waist and lifted her higher, she took him full-length up her twat. And she loved it! Every second of it, every inch of it!
Loins afire with lust, she let herself go and surrendered to orgasm. It almost blew the top off her head it was so intense.
The roar of the cars on the nearby track was nothing compared to the scream of pure lustful delight she let fly. Her ass burned and her cunt tensed around the thick plug of hot, long cock, and her titties were throbbing and it all exploded inside her.
Julie felt her legs go limp as the ultimate cum finally released her. She felt the hardness leave her pussy. She slithered out the window and turned around to face the driver. He held his rigid organ in his hand.
"Suck me off," he ordered. Julie never hesitated. She dropped to her knees and sucked on the end of his dick for a few seconds, until the creamy flood blew forth.
She sucked and sucked and sucked until he went limp. Then she tucked him back into his overalls, kissed the flaccid prick, and zipped him up.
"A great way to start a race," he said.
"Win it for me and there might be a special reward waiting for you at the finish line," Julie said, hot to get it on with him again.
"With a trophy like you waiting, I'll set a new land speed record."
With that, he slipped into the car, fastened his harnesses and roared off. Julie heaved a sigh and went to see what Marika was getting into-or what was getting into Marika!
CHAPTER NINE
Marika watched as Julie bent through the window of the car and saw the driver lift the blonde's skirt and stick his scrumptious looking dick all the way into Julie's tight little cunny from behind. The black-haired woman shivered at the sight of the cock vanishing past Julie's white ass cheeks and into her blonde-furred cunt. Marika wished that was her getting porked. She needed some action-just like Julie was getting.
She didn't have to look far.
"You do me a favor?" a guy asked. He was dressed in greasy coveralls and a gimmee cap, but had a wide white smile and, from the look of the bulge at his crotch, sported a monster of a hard-on. Marika waggled her butt a little as she walked over to him, aware of the effect she had on him.
"What can I do for you-that I haven't done already?" She looked significantly at the way the hidden bulge was beginning to jerk about. His erection was getting harder and longer by the second. She wanted to strip down the overalls and get it out where she could suck on it.
Marika licked her lips, the tip of her pink tongue making a slow circuit of her ruby lips, and stared boldly at the other man. She waited for his answer.
"I'm having some trouble getting my engine to run smooth. Would you gun it a few times for me while I tinker with the ignition?"
"You're pretty well-ignited already, I'd say." Marika rubbed against him and, with her hip, felt the cock trying to turn cartwheels. Reaching down, she gripped the mound and squeezed gently. The long, thick staff longed to be in her mouth. She knew it, and she wanted it!
"I'm pretty well-hung, too," he said. He brushed back long hair from his eyes and moved even closer to the woman, his arm circling her waist to keep her from getting away. As if she wanted that.
"The sound of so much power excites me," Marika said. "Is that your car?"
She pointed to a funny-looking car that shivered and shook as it idled. The engine missed and caused the entire machine to buck. Marika closed her eyes for a moment and imagined herself spread out on the back of the car, its vibrations quaking under her and causing her pussy to drool and beg for cock. It would be like using a vibrator, but not having anything in her cunny.
"Put your hands here," the man urged. He grabbed Marika's slender wrists and pushed her down on the back of the car, just as if he had been reading her mind.
Marika lay flat on the trunk, her tits pressed hard against the cool metal. The vibration came through the car frame and spread throughout her body in a sensual quiver that excited her more and more by the second. She sighed and let the emotions within her build to the point where she was unable to control them. And those emotions were increasingly sexual.
"Nice, isn't it? like having a vibrator rammed up you," he said. He moved around and stood behind Marika, his eyes drinking in her beauty. She wore a short skirt that had slipped up enough to show she wasn't wearing any panties.
He reached out and put his hand on the sleek curves of her ass cheeks, stroking over them. Every time his hand moved, it hiked up her skirt a bit more and revealed more of the naked expanse of rump beneath. When his hand slid between her thighs and ran back and forth over her oily slit, Marika shuddered.
This was the promise.
Now she wanted the delivery.
"You know what I'm thinking, don't you?" The black-haired woman tossed her head and turned to look at the man. He had stepped back and was pulling down his overalls to fumble out a cock the size of a telephone pole.
She sucked in her breath at the sight of a pussy pleaser so large. The horny beauty couldn't wait to feel it reaming her out and giving her all the pleasure she was humanly possible of experiencing.
"All women think the same way when they see my good friend here. Have never found a babe that didn't love the feel of the car idling. And when I stick this in, it'll be even more exciting."
"Prove it!"
He stepped up and moved his hips back and forth so his ponderous pecker parted her ass cheeks. The hot column moving slowly between her fleshy buttocks made Marika sigh and moan with renewed passion. He was hung! She wanted nothing more than to feel him fucking her from behind, just as the other stud had taken Julie.
"Love the way your ass curves," he said. His hands rested warmly on her rump. All the while he was fondling and kneading the fleshy cheeks, he was moving his cock back and forth between them. When he slipped free, Marika almost cried out in anger.
She loved the feel of his cock working on her ass cheeks!
Then she was slammed face down on the car. Her tits were pressed down hard. The quivering of the idling car made her nipples hard and needy, and her whole body shook as if she had been trapped in a hurricane. The feel of his thick prick moving to push aside her cunt lips was more than she could take.
She stretched and tried to get as much stimulation from as many places as possible.
Shaking against her boobs. The way her legs felt as if they would break as she spread her legs wide so he could get into her from behind. The movement of his callused hands over her smooth butt. And the massive fuck stick tickling her cunt lips.
She started to tell him what she wanted and then all speech was ripped from her.
His cock plunged all the way up her pussy. For a moment, she thought she would faint. He withdrew quickly, only to enter her fast, hard and arousing again.
"Oh, yes, do it, do it, do it!" she sobbed out. She stretched her arms out over the trunk of the car and let her cheek rest on the vibrating heap. In this position, she got the most from the motion. But the real thrill came as he repeatedly stuffed himself balls-deep up her twat.
And then he was gone. She was left feeling hollow and aching inside.
"Why are you stopping? I want more!"
"Greedy bitch," he laughed. "I love the way your pussy feels around me, but I think we can do better-both of us."
Marika shrieked as he moved his well-oiled pecker from its position between her outer labia to press hard into the puckered ring of her ass-hole.
"Fuck me up the rear. Do it, I want it. I love it!" she cried.
Marika expected him to jerk forward and sink all the way up her back the way he had in her pussy. He didn't. His cock's head moved with agonizing slowness, parting the greedy little anus and causing it to relax bit by bit.
The head of his cock was finally inside her. And then an inch went through her rear door. Another inch and another and another. He tormented her with the slowness of his corn-holing.
"Fast, take me fast," she begged.
He continued to thrust into her with that glacial slowness. But there was nothing cold about his shaft. His prick burned the entire length hidden away in her anal sphincter. His prick jumped and bucked and pressed hotly against her tightest passage and added to the thrills she already felt.
So many sensations collided within her lush body, Marika could not keep them straight. The vibration from the idling car turned her titties into supersensitive boobs. The slightest back-and-forth movement across the trunk lid sent bolts of stark desire into her chest. His hands continued to work on her doughy mounds of ass flesh. And his cock! She loved his cock hidden away up her ass-hole.
"There, there, finally," he gasped out. "So hot, so fucking tight!"
"No talk," she begged. "Fuck me good! Hard and fast."
"I can feel the car shaking through your insides," he went on, as if he had not heard her. "It's getting to me. Along the underside of my cock. What a turn-on!"
Marika's fingers scratched along the painted surface of the car in reaction. Simply hiding himself away up her back door this way was driving her crazy with lust. He was stretching her in new and wonderful directions with his gigantic pecker. Carnal heat radiated from the buried pole and spread throughout her aroused body.
She tried to speak and couldn't. Lust blurred her words. She lifted off the car slightly and rammed her ass back into the curve of his groin, trying to take his cock even deeper into her shit chute. The tightness all around his pecker kept her from getting any more into her, where she could tense and relax her inner muscles, squeezing on him.
He responded by drawing back until only the thick purpled arrowhead atop his dick remained inside the taut ring of anal muscle. But this lasted for only a moment. He slammed back, the path open enough now to accommodate him.
Marika was shoved flat against the car by the rapid entry. But this wasn't enough. She had to have her guts on fire, to be burned up alive by the friction from his butt fucking.
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," she sobbed over and over.
This time, he was through teasing her with his length. He slammed hard and deep into her, drew back and fucked even harder and faster into her ass-hole. The friction from fucking that turned her on in such a big way spread from the cylinder of his fuck stick and through her guts.
"Yes, oh, aieee!" Marika's body cut loose with an orgasm that rattled her teeth. She closed her eyes and tossed her head like a bucking bronco. The man reached around her and clamped his hands firmly over her sensitive boobs. He rubbed and tweaked her nipples until she came like a ton of falling bricks.
All the while he was fondling her boobs, he was fucking her up the ass with long, potent strokes. She was filled from behind and held by the knockers and felt the vibration from the idling car and knew she was going to lose her mind.
The cum died down, only to be stoked again by the way he fucked her butt.
"So tight," he moaned out. "So good, so damn good. Never felt any fox this tight around me before, pussy or ass-hole. Love it, love it, have to fuck it!"
She tried to relax so she could take him deeper. The excitement he generated within her would not allow it. She panted harshly and let the incredible appetite for ass fucking he built within her have its way.
She climaxed again as she felt his cock begin bucking and jerking hard within her ass-hole.
Marika rode the winds of ecstasy again and sank forward, completely drained sexually and emotionally. The buggering had been exactly what Marika needed.
She pushed up and saw the man was hastily tucking himself into his overalls.
"Don't quit after the first lap," she said. "In fact, get over here and I'll give you a lot of laps." She licked her lips to let him know she would suck him hard in nothing flat so they could get it on again.
"Gotta go. My race time's been moved up. See the board?"
Marika blinked in amazement as the guy slid into his car and roared off. She wasn't even sure what board he was looking at. Lights flashed everywhere, and she didn't even see the number of his car anywhere.
She still had a warm glow up the back from the hard and heavy ass fucking and that would have to be enough for her. For the moment.
"Pull your skirt down, you slut!"
Marika turned and saw Julie coming toward her. The blonde was laughing at the way Marika had jumped so guiltily.
"Which one of us is walking bowlegged from getting so much cock?" Marika shot back.
"Got plenty, but they're all in a hurry," Julie said, sighing. "I loved it, but it was over too quick."
Marika remembered the way she had felt while sprawled across the idling car and then said, slowly, "I've got an idea we can do better than the drag races. Are you game?"
"If it means getting laid, sure!" Julie said.
Together, they drove off to find even more cock.
CHAPTER TEN
Julie shifted on the car seat, her rear end still warm from the way the drag racer's prick had completely filled her pussy from behind. She glanced over and saw Marika was having the same trouble, except it was her ass-hole that still burned in memory of the cock she had taken all the way up her back door.
"They were good, but in a hurry to get out and race," Julie said, giving a big sigh. "Where do you think we can find some more interesting guys?"
"I was stretched out over the trunk of that car while its engine was running," Marika said, "and it gave me an idea."
"You're looking for a semi?"
"No, not size."
"You're kidding! Size does matter!" Julie cried.
"Not the car or truck," Marika said, vexed. "The motion is what got me hot. And then the cock pushed me over the edge. I got to thinking we ought to try finding a place to screw around where rocking motion might add to the fun."
"If not a car with a powerful engine, then where?"
Julie nodded when she saw Marika was heading for the marina. "A boat!" she exclaimed. "Of course! I always wondered what it would be like in a rocking boat, with a big, long pecker slipping in and out of me. I've never done it, though."
The sexy blonde let out a long loud sigh. There was so much she had never done-and now she was doing it. She felt free at last to explore the urges of her body. Fucking with Eddie had been a drag. He got her wet fast, but he always did the same thing.
She liked feeling him inside her, moving slowly at first, and then building up speed until his prick reamed her out. But it was always the same. Never any variety.
The past few days with Marika had set her free in a lot of ways. Her inhibitions had fled. She sought out new ways of balling, new places to do it and new men-and women like Marika-to do it with.
"Think we can ever get any of these guys interested? The boats are pretty expensive. They have to be rolling in the dough."
"Don't think you can keep up with them?" chided Marika.
"It's not that. They would never give us a second glance, no matter how we wiggled our asses."
"Honey, you got the weirdest ideas. I love the way you wiggle when you walk. And how many men have you given boners to simply walking into the room?"
"But these are rich guys. They can get any tail they want. Why would they wants ours?"
"Not all of them are rich," Marika said, wheeling into a parking spot. They got out and she pointed to a huge yacht bobbing gently at dockside. "See that one?"
"Worth millions," Julie said. "The owner doesn't seem to be around."
"Who is?"
"Just some crewman. A dockhand, maybe. Whatever they call them."
"Sailors," Marika said smugly. "Horny sailors. Horny sailors who can take their bosses' boats out and no one will ever ask why. Come on! Let's get it on and do some sailing!" Marika set off down the pier, her short skirt riding up to the bottom of her ass and showing her long, trim legs and giving occasional tantalizing glimpses of the dark patch pussy fur barely hidden between.
"Hi, is this your boat?" Marika asked the dockhand working to pile up hawser. He looked up, startled. His eyes widened when he took in her plunging neckline, the way her nipples pressed against the thin fabric and the long, lean legs so close to his face.
"I'd be lying if I said it was," he said. A smile danced at the corners of his lips. "That doesn't bother you too much, though, does it? I can show you around inside. There's a stateroom that is fancier than any suite downtown at the Ritz Hotel."
"No, really?" Marika asked with mock disbelief. "What kind of bed does it have?"
"Well-used," the sailor said, standing. He was taller than Marika had thought. Thick through the chest, and arms that had developed well from hard work beckoned to her. She didn't miss the way his pants tented up at the crotch, either.
"I couldn't just take off and go," Marika said. "Not without my friend. Julie, come on over."
"That's okay," the sailor said. "A friend of mine's aboard the boat." He waved and another well-built sailor, this one with bright red hair, poked his head from a hatch. "Jerry, we got time to show these two ladies around the boat?"
"We were getting ready to take it for a spin around the harbor. We have time to do both."
"Sure, we have time," the sandy-haired sailor on the dock said. "We can do both of them at the same time, no sweat."
Julie and Marika exchanged eager glances. They knew what the sailors were saying, and it didn't mean just a tour and cruise. Unless it was a tour of their cocks and a cruise straight to ecstasy.
"Let us help you aboard," the blonde sailor said, putting his hand on Marika's butt to guide her up the gangplank. Julie followed and found herself quickly shuttled away by the red-haired crewman.
"I don't know anything about boats," Marika said, pressing close to the sailor. "You'll have to show me everything."
"I can even show you how to tie knots," the man said. "That's a seafaring specialty."
Marika chewed a little on her lower lip in anticipation. She reached down and pressed her hand against his hidden hard-on. "Some things aren't all knotted up," she said.
"Lemme get this scow out to open sea," the crewman said. He kicked the powerful inboard engines to life and expertly piloted the yacht through the harbor. In less than fifteen minutes they were barely in sight of land. Waiting had almost driven Marika crazy with lust.
The sailor had stripped off his shirt as he worked on the wheel, whipping it this way and that as he got them out of the harbor. The play of his muscles caused Marika to imagine what it would be like having him holding her tight, her legs spread wide, his powerful cock entering her.
"You look like you're already wet," the sailor said, bringing her out of her daydream. She reached down, almost guiltily, to her crotch and lifted her skirt enough to reveal her pussy mound.
"I am."
"I meant from sea spray," he said. His eyes fixed on her bush and never left it. "Not that I have anything against other kinds of moisture." He dropped down and ran his hands up under her short skirt to get it out of the way. Then his hands clamped on her ass cheeks as he pulled her fleecy pubic mound in to his face.
Marika almost came when his tongue invaded her.
"I know now what I like about being a sailor," the man said, looking up at her. "The salt. Tastes good." He lapped loudly at her pussy until she turned weak in the knees. He caught her easily and picked her up.
"You asked about the stateroom. Here's your chance to see it," he said, bending over her. His lips tugged and pulled at the neckline of her dress, pulling it down over her huge boobs. As he swung through the tight passageways leading to the stateroom, he licked and sucked on her nipples until Marika was about ready to cum.
"You do everything so well," she said.
"Let me show you how good I can really be," he said, letting her stand at the foot of the huge bed dominating the middle of the room. Running his hands up and down her body, he stripped off her flimsy dress and let her stand bare ass in front of him.
But he did not stop running his hands over her sleek flesh. On the insides of her thighs, he stroked up and down and finally came to a trim ankle. He bent over and kissed her thigh and calf and worked lower until Marika wanted to dive onto the bed, spread her legs and have him fuck her blind.
The man wanted nothing of the sort. She felt a moment's burning on her ankle. She looked down and saw he had looped a soft cotton cord around her foot and had secured it to the foot of the bed. Working quickly, he tied her other foot to the far side of the bed, so she was standing, her legs split wide apart.
"I don't know about this," she said, then forgot what she was saying as he worked his way up her body.
"Relax, enjoy. I promised to show you how good I was at knot tying." His mouth worked over her belly and higher until he took her tits almost entirely into his mouth. He tongued her penny-colored nubbins of flesh at the crest of each mound of succulent tit flesh and then worked even higher.
He kissed her neck and stroked down the length of her arms. Before she knew it, Marika was flat on her back on the bed, her wrists secured to the bed above her head.
Struggling, she found she was tied too well to escape. He could do anything with her he wanted.
And she hoped he would!
Craning her neck, she stared down between the mountainous surge of her tits, past the furry snatch nestled between her white thighs and to the crewman at the foot of the bed. He had stripped down and sported only a massive erection already sheathed in a rubber.
"You can't do anything," he told her. "All you can do is fight the ropes, and it won't do you any good. I can do whatever I want to you."
"Y-you wouldn't climb onto the bed and stuff that huge prick into me, would you? I couldn't do anything to stop you from fucking me." Marika mouthed the words that excited her more and more. She was helpless and at his mercy-and loved the idea!
Tugging at the ropes only tightened them around her wrists. She tried to thrash around, but found the man squatting over her chest, his hairy butt pressing into her heaving belly.
"Suck on it. Do it," he ordered. His hips levered forward and sent his huge pecker moving along her belly and through the tight tunnel formed by her tits. He stroked back and forth, teasing her. He kept the purpled head of his prick just a fraction of an inch from her mouth.
"You've got a rubber on," she said, and it didn't matter. She wanted that log of man meat in her mouth, party hat on or not.
"So? You won't do what I want, eh? You'll have to be punished for that!"
"No!" Marika had no idea what he intended to do, but she couldn't escape. She was too firmly tied with his clever ropes to the bed.
He moved back down, his ponderous cock dragging over her flesh. He stabbed out a few times, tormenting her cunt lips with his prick. But he never stroked all the way in until the boat rocked and he lost his balance, falling forward.
Marika shrieked out in glee as he penetrated her fully. His cock raced along her wet fuck channel, and he ended up balls-deep inside her.
More than this, the rocking of the boat was enough to stimulate her. His pecker rested within her vaj, but the up and down, back and forth gave her a thrill un-like anything she had ever felt. Neither had to do a thing for the passions to mount.
"I can't move-and I don't have to!" she sobbed out. The tingles all along the insides of her pussy were growing. The boat rocking on the waves caused the man's cock to move inside her in new and wonderfully different ways.
Then neither of them could stand it any more. He began stroking faster and fasterand Marika could do nothing but take him fully up her cunt. She was tied down, and he was in complete control. The lack of volition on her part excited her. She was his prisoner, and he could do anything, anything at all!
Marika loved every second of the bondage fucking. She could let her desires run free and there was no holding back. She thrashed around and shouted and screamed and lifted her ass off the bed, and it did not matter.
He could do anything-and did.
His cock flew in and out of her tight pussy faster and faster. Carnal friction burned along the entire length of her twat and lit fires deep within her belly. She arched her back and tried to jam her crotch down to meet his incoming strokes. She failed. He had her too cleverly tied.
Then the world exploded into a million pieces around her. The cum was the most potent the dark-haired beauty had ever had. He was in control. All she had to do was lie there and enjoy every inch of his hard-fucking cock.
The rocking boat, the hardness within her pussy, the ropes on hands and feet, it all sent her off on another orgasm faster than she had believed possible. She was not responsible for anything. It was all this stud's doing and the freedom this gave allowed Marika to cum like a string of Fourth of July firecrackers going off.
Sweat drenching her sleek body, Marika sank back into the soft bed and let the sway of the boat soothe her. The sailor pulled his limp prick from her well-fucked pussy and quickly cast off the rubber.
"Let me suck it!" she called to him. "Please!"
He grinned and moved forward to release the ropes. A single hot glance from her made him stop. He lowered himself so his jizz-drenched cock lightly brushed over her lips.
Marika couldn't have asked for more as she sucked him hard so they could fuck again, with the rolling of the ship and the ropes and the rest adding to her intense sexual pleasure.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Julie leaned over the rail of the yacht, looking out to sea, but she didn't see the waves and the whitecaps, or the distant boats, or even the few fish jumping out of the water in front of the boat. Her sea-blue eyes were closed, and she clutched the rail as the cock raced deep into her pussy from behind.
The sailor was taking her with long, potent strokes that built her desires to the breaking point. His hands rested on the rail on either side of her body and held her firmly in place. Julie shivered in delight as the friction of the cock fucking her with those deep, wonderful swells reached ever deeper into her pussy. She tossed her head and sent a long banner of blonde hair fluttering on the wind in her face.
"Oh, yes, so good. Do that some more," she sighed as he reached up and cupped her breasts. His fingers worked against the hard nubs of her nipples. New erotic joy sizzled within her body as he kept adding more and more stimulation to their fucking.
The wind and sun, the sea and the rocking of the boat, the feel of his hands all over her titties and, most of all, the deep-thrusting prick that promised to Julie to the brink of orgasm.
"Never seen a woman so beautiful," the man whispered in her ear before nibbling at the lobe. "Never felt one so tight around my pecker, either."
"You're so big," Julie gasped out. Her body quaked like a leaf in a high wind now. She felt the hot flush spreading from her well-fondled tits up to her shoulders and neck.
Her breath came faster, in tempo with the prick sliding in and out of her from behind. The lewd squishing noise of that cock leaving her pussy and then surging back sounded louder to her than anything else except the pounding of her own heart.
"So close, so close to cumming," she whispered. Her breath rattled in her lungs and tensed every time she felt his thick plug of man flesh spreading the taut walls of her drooling pussy. Lubricants squirted out around that piston of pleasure and tickled down the insides of her thighs.
Julie lifted her face to the sun and closed her eyes tightly, concentrating only on the heat within her loins.
The cock. The man's tongue sliding in and out of her shell-like ear. His hands crushing her titties flat.
Julie came. Hard.
He pulled her back closer to his body, her ass cheeks fitting perfectly into the curve of his groin. His prick slid even deeper into her and stayed until her orgasm died down. Then he got down to fucking her even faster and harder.
"So much to take, so big in me, so hot! You're burning me up!" she cried. Words tumbled and jumbled in her throat. Julie had thought her cum would be the end of it. But the sailor had other ideas. He fucked her faster and harder than ever before, re-igniting her lust with more fire than before.
He bent his knees and stroked upward into her tight passage with enough force to lift the blonde off her feet. She balanced precariously on the rail, feeling the thick cockhead expanding deep inside her.
Then the man erupted, his dick blowing apart as jism spewed forth from deep in his tumbling balls.
"Whew, you wore me out," he said, stepping back. His erection died slowly, drooping a little, and then going to sleep between his legs.
Julie gave a big sigh. Her boobs rose and fell as she did, catching the sailor's attention. She wanted to get him excited again. She wanted to fuck again. The sea air, the boat, the man's big prick, all of it turned her on in a big way.
"Maybe I can do something to interest you?" she asked, stepping forward and reaching out. She stroked up and down the limp length and felt faint stirrings of lust. Encouraged, the blonde went down on the man. Her eager mouth sucked in his cock and her tongue worked all over the tip.
She caught a trace of the salty, tangy jizz and this spurred her on. The sexy blonde woman sucked and kissed and licked the thick tube until it was jerking and quivering, trying to get erect again.
"No boner," he said sadly. "Too soon. I think we need to relax and rest a few minutes before getting it on again."
"What do you mean?" Julie caught something in what the man was saying that excited her. He wasn't suggesting they simply lay in the sun, their naked bodies soaking up the rays. This was something else.
"Let me throw the sea anchor out," he said. "The boat'll not drift now."
"So?" she asked, getting the idea, but wanting him to tell her for sure what he had in mind.
He stepped up and kissed her. Their mouths locked together. For a second, Julie resisted. This wasn't what she wanted. Then she let her lips part slightly. Her tongue darted out and touched his. Soon, their tongues were dancing back and forth, arousing their passions to the point she felt his cock rising between them.
She reached down to grab it, to stroke along its warm fleshy length and get him fully hard again. He caught her wrist and kept her from giving him a hand job.
"Let's go swimming," he said with a grin. Before Julie could say a word, he lifted her and the pair of them plunged over the side and into the ocean.
Julie hit the water and kicked her long, bare legs to break the surface. She tossed her head and got the hair out of her eyes. She tread water and slowly turned in a full circle to find the sailor.
He was nowhere to be seen.
"Where are you?" she called. Before Julie could really panic about losing her lover, she felt something brush against her leg. Thinking it might be a shark, she panicked. The blonde flailed around, her arms and legs kicking up a lot of foam on the gently tossing waves. Then she found herself caught up and pulled along slowly away from the boat.
She would have gone ballistic except for the quivering, hot tube she felt poking into her buttocks from underneath. Julie let her slender white legs part, and the hot shaft of man meat slid upward and along her outer pussy lips. She shivered and relaxed, giving herself over fully to the man swimming under her in the water.
He surfaced, blowing water from his mouth.
"You pulled out," she accused. "Get back where you belong!"
He laughed and dived. She tried to see where he went-she failed. But Julie felt him. Again, he came in from behind her. Her legs parted as he drifted upward, his cock pushing aside her outer labia this time. She shivered at the erotic touch.
The sailor came up from the depths under her, his hands reaching around to hold her in place as his cock moved farther and farther into her pussy. His buoyancy lifted her up partly out of the water and permitted his prick to slid even deeper into her.
Julie closed her eyes and floated, filled with hot cock and enjoying the bobbing sensation. It was peaceful, gentle and relaxing.
Then he began fucking in and out faster, sending tingles of electric warmth throughout her belly. His hands roved over her body, and they rose and fell faster on the waves. She still floated-but now it was more like soaring.
She took a full eight inches of prick up her drooling pussy and felt as if all weight had been erased from her body. Gasping, twisting, every movement turned her on even more.
"Faster, do it faster. I want you to fuck me till I burn!" she cried. She used her hands to hold herself face up in the water. Floating on her back as she was kept him under her. This had to change, because he could not reach around to give her what they both wanted so fervently.
He slid from her pussy, and Julie thrashed around a moment, her cunt hungry and hollow. She didn't even have time to protest before the man circled her and came at her from the front. Treading water, they moved closer until their arms circled the other's body.
He sank balls-deep into her as she floated backward. Her long legs locked around his waist and held them firmly together as they bobbed on the water.
"The ocean's doing the fucking for us," he said. "We don't have to move. Let the waves do all the work."
"Work? You think fucking is work?" She tried to sound angry, but the feel of his long shaft of hot fuck stick within her tensed pussy robbed her words of their effect. She was too thrilled with the sensation to really protest.
The waves carried them up to a crest, then slid them down. All the while they floated, they remained firmly joined, cock in cunt. He wasn't moving. He didn't have to, because the ocean was moving their bodies and giving her sensations un-like anything she had ever experienced.
Julie had heard about East Indians who could maintain an erection for hours. They would stick it into a willing pussy and both would sit motionless. She had never understood why that was more fun than all-out, fast and hard fucking. Now she was getting the idea of what she had been missing.
Different feelings grew within her. The cock remaining as a hot presence but not driving her wild with passion as it fucked in and out was unique. Yet, she didn't miss the hard stroking because of the way their bodies rose and fell on the waves. She was floating, and the lust within her mounted.
It was simply a different set of stimulations working on her. The water was warm and soothing. The feeling of losing all her weight while fucking pushed her ever higher in her desires. And the way the sailor's hands roved over her body, finding all the right places to touch and tease and stroke and torment excited her more than words.
She was gasping as tension mounted within her lush body.
"Need something more to push me over the top," she sputtered. "Do it. Fuck me hard."
"Wait, just wait. It'll happen. Relax and enjoy," he urged.
"Can't relax. The feeling of your prick inside me is too much. You stretch me all out of shape you're so big. Use it. Fuck me good!"
Julie fought a little, trying to get him moving. Yet, the heat within her was both soothing and exciting. She had never felt her lust mount this way before. It was like she had become a wave in the ocean, growing larger and larger as it rushed toward a distant beach. Yet she was liquid and things could pass through her.
When she reached that beach, she let out a cry of stark ecstasy that rocked her. And as she began moving, so did the man and his buried cock. He gripped her hips to keep her in place and started slipping in and out faster and faster.
She felt as if she surfed, riding the crest of a wave. And the beach she headed for was orgasm. Julie kicked her legs and bent and twisted in the water, getting more of his cock into her body with every move. He found the right tempo and began pushing her up and up and up toward the ultimate in human pleasure.
The carnal heat burned at her guts, spreading from her pussy and going throughout her belly. Then it moved up and poured liquid fire into her lungs. Her tits expanded as excited blood pumped into them. And she was past the point of no return.
The cum sent Julie spinning about in the water. The man managed to follow, fucking hard the entire time. She rolled in the water like a sexy fish and he kept pumping in and out of her. The floating and the water and the feel of his cock stroking so eagerly into her wanton cunt gave her the biggest orgasm ever.
Julie was never quite sure if the sailor got his rocks off, too. She thought so. She had been too caught up in her own rampaging emotions to notice. But from the expression on his face, he wasn't complaining.
"I've never felt a cum last that long. It took forever to hit me and when it did, it never let go," she said. "This is fun!" She splashed water in his direction, then dived like a fish and swam toward him.
Her fingers gripped and she caught a hairy leg. Tugging, she pulled him underwater. They kissed for a few seconds and parted, breaking the water and playing like two dolphins. Slowly, their play became more intense and both reached the point where they needed sexual release.
Again, Julie experienced the sexual high of the slow rise and fall of the waves with a feverish pillar of quivering cock hidden away in her needy pussy.
She had never savored fucking in the water like this before-and she wanted to do it over and over!
And she did.
CHAPTER TWELVE
"Too bad they had to leave us like this," Marika said, staring at the trim yacht as it cut through the choppy waves in the harbor, heading north to pick up the owner at another port.
"I wonder what the guy who owns that boat is like," Julie said, rubbing herself. Her pussy was well-fucked, and she wanted more. But she had to admit it had been a long and fun day out on the ocean. The two crewmen had shown her and Marika a great time.
They'd had an even greater adventure fucking in ways they had never considered before. More than ever, Julie was glad she had decided to kick her old habits and squeeze as much sexual enjoyment into her young life as possible.
"Probably some old geezer who never has any fun," Marika said.
"Or maybe he is a sexy, handsome young millionaire, who would love to have a pair like us along to spice up his life," Julie said, her fantasy running wild. She pictured herself in bed on the yacht with a well-hung stud able to fuck all night and still want more.
Or why should they simply screw their brains out in bed? She had learned floating in the water when she fucked was even more fun. A really rich dude with time on his hands to think up new and exciting ways of getting it on would be just what she sought.
"What's the difference?" asked Marika. "We'll never meet him. We'd better get home. I'm exhausted," Marika said with a deep sigh. They went to her car and drove from the marina, heading back toward their small apartment.
"I'm tired, too, but I still want more," Julie said. "The more cock I get, the more I want."
"I'm surprised your pussy isn't worn out after all that fucking in the water. You and the red-haired crewman looked like sea otters frolicking and screwing around."
"You were watching?" The idea made Julie hot all over again. Marika and the other sailor had spied on them while they were sporting about in the water like a pair of mating dolphins. She hadn't noticed-but she had been too involved in the rolling, floating fucking to notice anything but the way it turned her on.
"Got the guy hot over and over. We did it on the engine cover while the engines were running."
"Wasn't that uncomfortable?"
"Never noticed," Marika said with a deep sigh. "The shaking cover turned his cock into a hot fleshy vibrator. He crammed it deep into my little cunny and then left it there. I thought I'd go crazy with lust, but he held me down." She shivered in delicious memory of how he had held her wrists and had her flat on the cover. The vibration and the rocking of the boat and the way his prick twitched and jerked in her sizzling, lust-damp pussy made Marika edgy all over again.
She was tired and wanted some sleep, but her pussy was getting excited. She glanced at Julie and knew her roommate was in the same state.
"We wanted to get out there and swing, to find what the world had to offer that we weren't getting before. Why give up now?"
"What will we do? I enjoyed the drag races, but those guys are too much into their cars and not enough into us," Julie said. "They've got great pleasure pistons, but if a crankshaft breaks, they're on that instead of us."
"I agree. And the guys from the yacht are gone."
"They probably have a girlfriend in every port," Julie said, sighing deeply. That had been fun with the two crewmen, but she knew it wouldn't be the same if they returned. The men wouldn't be as excitingly different a second time.
"There has to be something we can do that we haven't done before. What?"
"Our problem is hunting for the exotic. Maybe some cool sexual adventure is waiting for us closer to home," Julie suggested.
"Not Eddie and Stan!"
"Maybe we can convince them to try something new and different-at least for them. But I wasn't thinking of that." She smiled crookedly. She had been there and done that with Eddie. "We get it on in different places. I can tell you love to suck on a guy's cock. I do, too, but I'd rather have him fucking me doggy-style than just about anything else."
"Moving around, stuffing it in from behind is okay," Marika agreed, "but ass fucking is where it's at if you're going to take a guy's pecker into a hole from the back." She wiggled uncomfortably on the hard car seat. Her pussy was drooling at the notion of getting cock again.
And it didn't matter if she gave head or had a fuck stick crammed into her ass-hole, or took it all the way up her slippery sex tunnel. She wanted cock, and she wanted it now!
"We've been ignoring the obvious places to go after what we want," Julie said. "Turn in there."
"The grocery? You're out of your mind. You don't believe all that about guys trying to pick up women by thumping melons and asking for advice, do you?"
"A guy's never once asked to thump my melons," Julie admitted, cupping her boobs and bouncing them a little. She looked down. The nipples had hardened into pointy spike. She stroked over them through the thin fabric of her dress. Every heartbeat caused the pink nubs to quiver and throb.
"So?"
"So we find a stud hanging around who isn't going anywhere. I wouldn't go for a guy who spent hours in a grocery store and didn't work there," Julie said.
"You want to go after a bagger? 'Carry my jugs, will you?'" she mocked. Marika swung her body back and forth so her tits swayed entrancingly beneath her low cut dress.
"No, I'm after men who have experience and can do things to me I've never tried. Remember? That's what we both want."
"Yeah, right," Marika said, slamming on the brake. "It's mighty late. Must be closing time." She bent low and eyed the neon sign along the roof.
"Perfect," Julie said, slipping from the car. She tried to smooth her skirt, but it kept riding up. She finally quit and let it come to rest about halfway down her pert butt, making it obvious to anyone with eyes she wasn't wearing any panties.
Strutting as if she owned the store, Julie went into the grocery and looked around. It was so late at night all the customers were long gone. She heard grunts and curses form the rear of the store, then a heavy crash. She didn't wait for Marika as she headed down an aisle and got to the back of the store.
A burly man dressed in a white apron lugged another case of canned vegetables from the back room and dropped it on top of a case already on the floor. He looked up-and did a double take when he saw the sexy woman watching him.
"C-can I help you?" he stammered. He wiped his hands on his apron and smiled nervously at her.
"I'm sure you can," Julie said. She heard the click of heels on the linoleum floor behind her and knew Marika was hurrying up. The two women stood side by side, one dark and the other blonde and both stunningly beautiful.
And obviously willing to do more than some late night shopping.
The man wiped his hands on his apron again in a quick nervous gesture.
"You just might be right, Julie," her roommate said. "You can find anything you want in this store, no matter what hour of day or night."
"Look, I'm all alone here and-" The man started.
"No, not all alone. We're here to help you with what ails you," Marika said, going to him and dropping to her knees in front of him. He stared in disbelief as she pulled up the apron and began fumbling under it, hunting for his fly.
"Wh-what ails me?" he asked. But Julie saw he didn't back away and he was even getting a look on his face like a cat who'd just eaten the canary. But it wasn't a bird that was going to get eaten.
"There!" Marika cried. "I've found what makes it so hard for you to be here alone. Let me help you," she said, diving down to take his prick between her red lips. She sucked and kissed and licked and lapped up and down the fleshy stick, acting as if it were a tasty lollipop.
"What are you two doing?" the man got out before he lost his breath. Marika's mouth worked avidly on his cock and caused him to stagger back against the stack of boxes he had worked on before they entered the store.
"We're doing what we want," Julie said, dropping down beside her friend. "I hope we're doing what you want us to."
"Yes, yes!" he gasped as Julie applied her mouth to the other side of his cock. The women kissed, his heavy prick between both their lips. They stroked and kissed and moved up and down his hard shaft until Julie got an idea.
She reached out and took Marika's tits in her hands. Mouth occupied with the man's pecker and her hands roaming endlessly over her friend's boobs, Julie was getting hotter by the instant.
The sexy blonde knew her roommate was hot, too. Marika's nipples were rock-hard and throbbing with lust. Every time Julie tweaked down hard, Marika sobbed and worked even harder on the man's cock.
"Do it. I've never felt mouths like yours. Two women giving me head at the same time. I can't believe this!"
"Believe this" Julie said, leaving the tasty post at his manhood and turning. She hiked her skirt and mooned him. His eyes went wide when he saw the curvy half moons of her snowy-white ass cheeks.
The man was caught between getting the best blow job ever and ramming himself all the way up the tempting blonde's back door. Julie wiggled her butt and leaned forward, legs spread and her hands on the shelf in front of her.
"Go on, stick it in me from behind," Julie urged.
"She won't let me," the man protested. He put his hand down on the top of Marika's dark-haired head and guided her back and forth in an exciting rhythm. Her obscene smacking sounds as she hungrily ate his cock filled the empty store with echoes that would give a statue a hard-on.
"All yours," Julie said temptingly. She spread her legs a bit more and stood on tiptoe, tightening the muscles in her legs and giving him a better view of her naked, dewy cunt.
She was getting hotter and hotter seducing the man with her pussy mound and curving ass and sexy come-on.
"Can you do something else?" the stocker asked Marika. "Your mouth is fabulous. Never had better head, but-"
"But he wants to fuck me," Julie said. She had won! She had shown she was sexier than Marika.
"I won't quit. I won't!" Marika said, moving around to a spot in front of Julie. The woman looked up at the blonde and her pussy, then smiled wickedly. Julie didn't have long to wait to find out what Marika had in mind. The dark-haired woman sidled closer and then applied her mouth to the blonde-furred slit, licking and kissing and sucking.
Julie's legs turned to rubber when she felt her friend's mouth all over her twat. Then Marika found the tiny pink spire of her clit and sucked it fully into her mouth, her educated tongue flicking lightly over the sensitive tip. Lightning flashed through Julie's trim body.
And quickly, she knew real sexual excitement when the man moved in behind her, his pecker pushing past her fleshy ass cheeks and on into her creaming cunt.
He sank a few inches into her and stopped. Julie thought she would go crazy with lust.
Lips on her clit. Sucking her go-button. Tonguing here and there until she was at the point of getting off in a big way. And then the cock surged into her pussy.
Her body was a battleground of delight. The feel of hot, powerful prick inside her was great. But was it better than what Marika did to her? Julie had thought she was getting the best of Marika.
Now she wasn't so sure. Marika was giving her more stimulation and doing it with only the tip of her tongue.
The man found his balance and shoved fully into her from behind. Julie's butt rubbed against his groin and she felt the heavy log of passion pulsing all the way up her cooze.
"Both, do it, both of you!" she cried. Her hips began turning in small, jerky circles as she lost control of her body. Lust possessed her totally now.
"You like this?" teased Marika. She used her tongue all over the blonde snatch, teasing the blood-engorged pussy lips and then up the slit to the clit.
As she went up, her oral organ dragged along the cock stroking into Julie from behind.
Tangy cunt juices leaking out around the fleshy piston were scooped up by Marika's eager tongue. She slurped and lapped and licked up every drop she found of her roommate's creaming juices.
"Love pussy juice," Marika cooed. "Love it!"
"Keep licking. Never felt like this. Gonna explode!" the man called. He gripped Julie around the waist and pulled her back powerfully into his body. Every forceful thrust sent his dick a little deeper into the woman's hungry cunt.
Julie gripped the shelf in front of her and bent over a bit more. She could hardly decide what thrilled her the most. Marika's tongue? The man's cock? Both? It was impossible to choose. Each was different and each was super!
Faster and faster the man fucked into her from behind. She rotated her hips and rubbed her ass cheeks against his hairy body. He had thrown off his heavy white apron and dropped his jeans around his ankles, and now she was completely on the receiving end of the hard-pounding cock.
Every touch along her pussy sent new tremors of absolute desire into her. She felt every bump and ridge of his buried cock. It twitched and jerked and tried to turn cartwheels inside her.
When it started expanding, she knew he was getting ready to pop his load. His cock stretched her tight pussy and gave the blonde even more of a thrill.
"Fuck me, fuck me faster!" she cried.
"I.. .I am!" he got out.
His cock flew like a supersonic missile, burning its way up into her pussy from behind. And then he couldn't stand it any more. His balls tumbled and boiled in their tight hairy bag. His jism crept up the length of his prick and then erupted just as he pulled free of the blonde's gripping, intense pussy.
"Mine!" cried Marika, pouncing on the man's prick as he began fountaining out its creamy load.
Julie gasped with orgasm, then realized she had been abandoned. Marika no longer licked and kissed her clitoris or snatch. The dark-haired cocksucker had found her own sexual release in the man's bucking, spewing geyser of a dick.
Looking down between her legs, Julie saw Marika greedily sucking and licking at the prick, milking it of every drop of its salty cum. The man groaned and sobbed and began reaching around Julie again.
The blonde tensed when his hands came up her belly and fastened on her titties. He clamped down firmly, giving them the stimulation she needed to get off again. His fingers pressed into her hard penny-sized nipples and then began twisting and turning them.
This was exactly what Julie needed most. She came again. Then she sank down, unable to stand any longer.
Marika pushed away from the man's groin, letting his erection slowly sink into limpness. She stared up at Julie. The darker woman licked her lips slowly, sensually, snaring a droplet of white cum on her lips and savoring it as if it were a fine wine.
"We need anything else from the store?" Marika asked.
Julie pushed down her short skirt and looked around. Her vision was returning. Everything had blurred on her when she got off. '
"No, I think that's all I wanted here," she said to her roommate.
"Wait, I can get you anything. Anything!" the grocer yelled in panic. He didn't want them to go. Not when they might suck him hard again and switch off. The sight of two such sexy women was more than he could handle.
But he wanted to try!
"When there's a sale, we'll be back," Julie said, sauntering off. She put a special twitch in her walk to let him know what he was missing. Then, just to drive home the point he had gotten really lucky, she stooped over so her skirt would hike up again.
He was treated to one last look at paradise before Julie and Marika left the store.
"I was wrong, you were right," Marika said. "Hunting for adventure in common places can be a lot of fun!"
"Where else have we overlooked for so long?" Julie wondered out loud. She was tempted to go back into the grocery and see what other tricks the stocker might have to offer. Then she realized, like with the drag racers and the crewmen on the yacht, she'd already done it. There had to be new places to find even more sexually stimulating exploits.
But where? Julie knew she and Marika would find them. Until then, she wanted more of her roommate's mouth moving all over her blonde pussy mound, kissing and sucking and licking her to orgasm. And Julie would even be willing to return the favor. All night long.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
"You're trying too hard," Marika told Julie. "Don't strain your brain. Lie back and go with the flow and ideas will come."
"To hell with ideas," Julie said in irritation. "I want to cum!"
"We'll think of something different to do. Last night was pretty good, wasn't it?"
Julie shivered when she thought of how Marika had blindfolded her, then tied her naked to the bed. She had no idea what her dark-haired beauty of a roommate was going to do. She had been helpless and totally at Marika's mercy.
The slight tickle of a feather along the inside of her tender thigh had been the first hint what Marika was planning. Struggle as she might, Julie could not escape the soft cotton ropes binding her to the bed. She had to endure the delicate tortures Marika performed on her with the feather-and her tongue.
Julie wondered if she would ever find a man as good with his tongue as Marika. She doubted it.
After being tied spread-eagle on the bed for what seemed hours, Marika had come to her softly, her mouth pressing into blonde bush, licking and lapping up the succulent juices leaking from Julie's excited pussy. And then she had fucked her with a dildo.
All the while Marika drove that huge rubber dong in and out of her tight little blonde pussy, Julie had been blindfolded. Not being able to see what was going on, what was coming next, what might be brushing over her sensitive titties, or along her cunt lips, or up and down her legs had gotten her off in a big way.
When the orgasm slammed into her, she thought she was going to blast into orbit.
Afterward, she had shown Marika some exciting things to do with a mouth filled with ice cubes.
But that was the night before and now Julie wanted more. Greedy and horny, she wanted lots more!
Worst of all, she couldn't think of anything that excited her as much as the things she had already done.
The ringing phone brought her around.
"Opportunity rings," Marika said, scooping up the phone. She stood and paced around the small room like a caged tiger. Julie watched her friend and the way her sleek body gleamed in the morning sun. Neither had bothered to dress. Soft warm rays of yellow light fell across Marika's huge boobs and cast small shadows beneath.
Julie licked her lips-and wanted to lick Marika's titties.
"Sure, yeah, great, be there in an hour!" Marika said. She thumbed off the phone and tossed it back onto the couch.
"Get that naked ass of yours dressed. We're in for some more fun times."
"Who was that?" Julie asked. She wondered how much better it could be than sucking in one of Marika's nipples and then running her tongue in wide, wet spirals over it and down around the snowy-white cone of tasty tit flesh.
"That was Roxanne."
"The stewardess?" Julie remembered the small woman. Her tits weren't anywhere near as enticing as Marika's. But something clicked in her head that prompted her to ask, "What'd she want?"
"She's got a few hours layover from her flight and wanted to spend some time with us-and introduce us to a couple pilots out at the airport."
"Pilots?" Julie was off the couch and heading for her room to dress. "This sounds interesting."
They drove to the airport and quickly found the hangar where Roxanne stood talking with two men, both well-built guys wearing captain's uniforms. Their bright gold braid gleamed in the morning sun and set Julie's heart to pounding.
She'd heard all the sexy stories of how these guys traveled the world and got laid in every single city they landed. That meant they knew how to use their equipmentequipment she wanted to handle personally.
"Hi, Marika, Julie, how are you?" greeted Roxanne. The woman was hardly five foot, but had filled out a lot more than Julie remembered. The woman's tits were small and firm, but in proportion to her height. Short strawberry-blonde hair fell to her collar, and she wore a blue miniskirt that barely got down over the curve of her ass.
This was hardly the kind of uniform she would wear on a flight, but it was definitely the kind of dress she'd wear to score with these guys.
But Julie saw they weren't as interested in Roxanne as they were in her. That made her feel better. The trip wasn't going to be a complete waste of time after all. She had feared they might sit around a coffee shop in the airport and talk about brief meetings over the years. She knew Roxanne by sight and little more. She was really Marika's friend.
But she definitely wanted to get to be far more friendly with the handsome pilot standing beside Roxanne.
"This is Jack," said Roxanne, introducing the man to Julie and Marika. "And the tall, silent one is Roger."
"Roger?" laughed Marika, moving in on the man. "Doesn't that cause some problems in the cockpit? Roger, Roger?"
"Never had any trouble in the cockpit," Roger said, putting his arm around Marika's shoulders. She moved closer and the pair went off, discussing the finer points of something other than instrument landings.
"She makes friends so fast," sighed Roxanne. "How about you? Jack and I don't have much time on this layover."
"You're not all on the same flight? I mean, two captains?"
"Roger's a local pilot. He flies for a company that mostly takes skydivers up for a drop," Jack said. "Roxie and I fly between here and Chicago a lot."
"I like the part about layovers," Julie said, eyeing the pilot. He had broad shoulders and a small waist and looked like he could fuck for hours. She wanted to find out.
"Didn't I tell you she'd be perfect, Jack?" said Roxanne. "Want a flight lesson?"
The way the flight attendant's green eyes danced told Julie this wasn't an invitation to simply sit at the controls of an airplane. She was offering more. She was inviting her to a three-way with the stud of a pilot.
"Depends," Julie said, looking at Jack's crotch for some sign. His hidden prick jerked and pressed hard against his trousers. "Do you believe in hard or soft landings?"
"The harder it is the better I like it, I always say," Roxanne cut in.
"I couldn't agree more," Jack added. He put his arm around both the shorter blonde and the taller Julie and the trio went into the hangar. Julie looked around for some convenient place to get it on, but didn't see anything too inviting.
As she started to suggest going somewhere else, she saw the small jet in the hangar. It was a corporate jet and, from the look of it, outfitted inside with the most luxurious accessories money could buy.
"A frequent flyer," Roxanne said. "The plane's being given its routine maintenance so no one's-likely to disturb us."
"Looks inviting," Julie said, climbing up the narrow drop-stairs. She felt Jack's hands on her ass cheeks. She waggled her butt enough in the circle of his hands to let him know she appreciated the small boost in. Ducking low she went through and into the airplane.
She let out a low whistle when she saw how luxurious it was. Deeply padded chairs were fixed to the floor, but in the back was a small round bed.
"He-likes to be able to fuck in every direction of the compass," Roxanne said, making her way back to the bed. As she went, she stripped off her clothing. Julie sucked in her breath when she saw the other woman's titties. Roxanne's breasts were small, apple-sized and firm. The coppery buttons on top of each breast were already fiery-red and pointy with lust.
The stewardess sat back on the bed and spread her legs apart, revealing her fleecy bush. Her pubic fur was darker than Julie's, but it was apparent she was a natural blonde.
"Eat me," Roxanne said. Julie didn't know who she was talking to, her or Jack. She turned to see what was going on and saw the pilot pulling shut the door so they wouldn't be disturbed.
That meant Roxanne wanted her mouth all over that tiny little pussy. Julie was just the one to oblige!
She knelt and shoved her face into the fragrant pussy mound, licking and kissing the way Marika had done to her the night before. The response was immediate. Roxanne lay back on the bed, her legs rising into the air on either side of Julie's head, as she moaned in stark delight.
"Wow, never felt a tongue do that to me before! You're good!"
"And it will get better," Jack promised. He tossed his shirt and tie on top of his uniform jacket, then began working on his trousers.
"I don't want to wait!" protested Julie. "Fuck me from behind!"
"I have a better idea. Unless you're exclusively a cunt licker, let me onto the bed." Jack pushed past the two women and lay down. His erection bobbed and bounced upward from his groin.
Roxanne pounced on it like a cat going after a mouse.
Julie had to work to keep her mouth on the other woman's blonde pussy. Twist as she might, it wasn't working for her and she protested.
"You, on my cock," ordered Jack. "Now!" He pointed straight at Julie. She hastily obeyed, straddling his waist and settling down on the thick pillar of man meat. She shivered and sighed in excitement as the fuck-stick entered her tight channel.
"Good, very good," he said, as if lecturing a class. "And you," he said, pointing at Roxanne, "sit on my face. Now!"
"I want to eat her out!" protested Julie. But the objection wasn't too strenuous because of the boner hidden away within her cooze. She would never trade a man's prick for a woman's pussy, especially not a cock that stretched and strained her so nicely. He was huge! When Jack got down to serious fucking, she would be in for the time of her young life.
"You'll see this works out for the best," Jack said. Roxanne swung her leg over his head and settled her blonde muff down close to his face. His hot breath rustled through the crinkly forest of pussy fur.
"Tits," Jack said to both women. "Fondle them. Suck on each other's nipples. Stimulate yourselves!"
Before Julie could say a word, Jack arched his back and shoved himself an extra inch up into her cockpit. This was flying first class!
She rode the upward thrust and felt something added to her stimulation. Roxanne reached across and stroked over her boobs, tweaking the nipples and caressing the soft, satiny skin around them.
Then Julie decided to take some of the action to her lovers. She reached out and returned the favor to the small blonde woman.
Her hard nubbins throbbed with the pleasure given her by Jack's mouth moving so eagerly all over her twat.
Julie looked down and saw Jack's tongue darting in and out of Roxanne's pussy. He slurped up her inner oils and then ran his rough tongue along the edges of her cunt lips.
She closed her eyes when Roxanne stroked down her belly and lightly brushed over her clit. The tiny button was hidden between the flaps of her own labia just above where Jack's cock slid up and down.
Julie went wild with desire at the other woman's touch. She rose and fell, impaling herself fully on Jack's pecker. Every single inch of that hard prong twisted and turned and slipped past her most sensitive flesh. Heat built from the fucking she gave herself until Julie was drenched in sweat.
The feel of it running down her naked body, over her titties, along the smooth curves of her ass, into her eyes and even down her belly toward her pussy pushed her closer and closer to cumming.
But it wasn't the sweat that did it. It wasn't even Roxanne's clever fingers finding all the sensitive parts of her body. Her clit. Her nipples. Along the line of her jaw.
What thrilled her the most was the huge prick fucking in and out of her agitated pussy.
Julie rose until only the end of the cock remained within her trembling cunt lips, then she simply relaxed. Gravity did all the work. Her hips plunged down-and Jack's cock drove up into her like a surface to air missile.
"Go, baby, go!" Jack urged. Then he wasn't able to talk any more. Roxanne shoved her blonde pussy down into his mouth so he would better use his mouth and tongue.
Julie saw the way he tongue-fucked the other woman. It might be her getting that eager oral organ stuffed into her pussy. But she had no complaint. His cock was more than enough inside her. The carnal heat mounting in her loins from the hard-fucking pussy pleaser edged her ever closer to getting off in a big way.
"Closer, come closer," Roxanne urged. The smaller blonde leaned forward and sucked Julie's tits. As she moved, she ground her pussy down into Jack's face. The woman began bouncing up and down and moaning. The delights given her pussy were echoed through her body and to her mouth where she gave Julie colossal arousal. Every nerve ending in the beautiful young woman's body quivered and shook.
Cock reaming her pussy. Hungry mouth nursing at her titties. Her own fingers stroking over Roxanne's silky boobs.
It all conspired to rob her of sexual control. Then she asked herself, "Why bother? Why hoard the great sensations? Let loose! This is supposed to be a grand adventure!"
Orgasm smashed through Julie and shook her hard. Her hands left Roxanne's body and moved down to the vee between her own legs. She frigged her own clit even as Jack's cock strained to sink deeper into her creaming cunt.
"So good, so good!" she cried out. Thrashing about, she rode Jack's cock until there was nothing left inside her.
She sank down on Jack's upper thighs and watched as his cock slithered about and then finally turned worm-limp. But the pilot still avidly tongue-fucked the stewardess. Roxanne bucked and flailed about as she got more and more of his mouth on and in her pussy.
He kissed her pussy lips, then shoved his tongue far into her and wiggled it. The delicate sensations magnified and set Roxanne off.
Julie had to join in, to give the other blonde some of the joy she had already given her.
Julie sucked on the tit and moved around, kissing and licking every portion of exposed skin she could find. And then she got behind Roxanne and began licking and kissing her ass cheeks.
"Oh, yes, so sexy! I love the way your mouth feels on me! Kiss my ass! Kiss my ass!" the blonde flight attendant sobbed out. Julie was spurred on to even greater oral activity by the way Roxanne was responding to her mouth and tongue. Her oral organ flashed out and sought the other woman's ass-hole.
Roxanne exploded with orgasm brought on by a tongue in her anus and one up her pussy.
She slipped forward and lay with her head between Jack's legs. Roxanne pushed up a little and took the pilot's flaccid penis in her hand and began stroking along it. Julie licked her lips when she saw life returning to it.
She'd thought she had deflated it for hours. Jack was again rising to the occasion.
Julie wasn't going to pass this up.
"Let me help," she said, swinging around and pressing close to Roxanne. They repositioned themselves so their tits rubbed together and they could scissor their legs to best rub pussy mounds. Only then did both blondes return to kissing and sucking and licking at the man's ponderous prick.
Julie had vowed never to repeat the same sexual adventure with the same people, but the way Jack and Roxanne went at it, Julie wondered if she would ever get tired playing around with them.
When it was her turn to suck on Jack's cock, it was as if she were doing it for the very first time. And when Roxanne started eating her pussy, Julie had to cum. Hard.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
"You don't fly with Roxanne or Jack?" Marika asked Roger. She moved closer to the guy, hanging onto his arm and feeling the muscles ripple under her fingers. If his arms and shoulders were this big, she could only guess what his dick must be like. Her mouth watered just thinking about getting it out where she could stuff it into her mouth and fully taste him.
"I used to be Jack's co-pilot, but I wasn't getting anywhere."
"With Roxanne?"
"Oh, I wouldn't say that. She's a hot number. She knows a hundred ways of getting into the Mile High Club-and she's done each and every one of them, too."
"So why'd you stop flying?" Marika wasn't as interested in his background as she was in what Roger might be able to do with her. They walked slowly across the landing field in the direction of a small single-engine plane.
"Didn't. I quit and started my own business. I get to be captain now." He held up his sleeve so the sunlight gleamed on the four gold bands there. "That means I get to call all the shots."
"All of them?" Marika eyed him, trying to decide if she wanted to play along.
"All of them," Roger insisted. He helped her into the small plane. Marika settled down onto the back seat, wondering what she was going to do-or, she decided, what Roger wanted to do with her.
He climbed in and gunned the engine, wheeled the small plane around and taxied. He took a few minutes to talk to the control tower, then launched the plane and climbed steeply.
Marika held on until the plane leveled out. When she started to climb into the front seat next to Roger, he motioned her to stay in the rear.
She watched him set the autopilot and then crawl back to join her. Marika looked out the window and saw they were several thousand feet up. Even the small motion of looking caused the plane to shift slightly.
"Is it safe to leave the controls like that?" she asked.
"Is it safe for me to do this?" he asked, running his hand up under her skirt. His cool hand touched her feverish pussy lips, then his middle finger plunged into her. Marika closed her eyes and let the sensation spread throughout her belly.
"It's more than safe, it is good, damn good!" she cried. The dark-haired beauty lifted her legs so she could put her heels onto the seat on either side. This opened her bush wide for him. He continued finger fucking her until he was able to get his face down into the fragrant mound of fleecy pubic hair.
Marika gasped as his tongue invaded her and began swirling around like a berserk spinning top. Faster and faster he swirled around and then suddenly withdrew.
For a moment, Marika wallowed in the glow he had been building within her and didn't notice his absence. Then she protested.
"Get your face back there! Didn't your mother ever tell you to finish whatever you're eating?"
"My mother never taught me a lot of stuff," Roger said. Marika fell silent when she saw him working to get his trousers down. The huge pole of his erection popped into sight.
"Let me go down on you?" she said, reaching for his tasty prick. He slapped her hand away.
"Pilots don't like to hear that. We don't go down. Sounds too much like a crash landing."
"Will you go up on me, then?" Marika joked.
"Try to stop me!"
Roger worked his way back and knelt in the small space directly in front of the seat where Marika sat with her legs upraised. He scooted forward a few inches and Marika thought she would melt like snow in the hot sun. The tip of his cock banged hard against her pussy lips-then sank deep into her twat.
"So nice, heavenly, out of this world," she cooed. She gripped the back of the seat and lifted her hips to get a few more inches of his precious pecker into her cunt.
"You haven't flown yet. Just wait," he promised. And then Marika was past wanting to talk. His hips swung back, and he withdrew until only the thick purpled arrowhead of his cock remained within her delicately scalloped, trembling pink labia. Then he surged back, filling her to overflowing. Back, forth, back and forth he flew, burying himself more each time, until his entire length disappeared into Marika's churning, heated interior.
She was lost in a carnal paradise. The friction from this quick fucking spread throughout her body like warm honey. When he bent forward and burrowed his face between her tits to kiss and lick, she almost came. The suddenness of everything he did took her by surprise-and it was a pleasant surprise.
Then she shrieked as the plane suddenly went into a steep dive, throwing her forward. She felt him sink another inch into her cunny and him begin grinding his crotch into hers.
But the plane righted itself and flew straight again with Roger never touching the controls.
"What happened?" Marika gasped out. "We were going down!"
"I warned you about saying that," Roger said with mock severity. "We hit an air pocket. The autopilot corrected. Nothing to worry about."
"Good," Marika said, wiggling her hips around the thick stalk buried balls-deep within her cooze. She threw her arms around him and pulled Roger closer. He continued fucking her with his short, quick strokes until Marika was at the point of getting off. Then he was gone.
"What's going on? Hey, you can't-" She bit off the protest when she saw him swing back around and sit in the pilot's seat. "What's wrong? We aren't going to crash are we?"
"Come here," he said. "Sit in my lap-sit on my cock." He moved his seat back as far as it would go. If Marika had stayed in the back of the plane she would have found it too cramped for comfort. But to sit in his lap while he was flying seemed suicidal.
And exciting. She could flirt with death as he reamed her out.
"Which way?" she asked.
"My lap. On it," he ordered.
"Facing you or looking out?"
Roger smiled wickedly. "You'll be my eyes as we fly. Face forward." He circled her waist and pulled her down. Marika got her feet into position on either side of the seat, then leaned forward and settled her hips into the curve of his groin. She shivered like a leaf in a high wind when his throbbing pecker banged lightly against her pussy lips.
She relaxed and sank down fully, taking him full length up her twat. The reinsertion of his burning fuck stick turned her into a mass of quivering jelly. She put her hands on the control panel and leaned forward to savor the hot prick inside her pussy.
Marika's eyes fluttered open and she looked out into the blue sky with its white fluffy clouds. Then she saw the ground way below. Thousands of feet below. She was getting screwed with little more than a thin sheet of metal between her and a long, long fall.
"Don't think about it," Roger cautioned. "Think about this!"
His hands reached around her and cupped her breasts. He began kneading and massaging them, stroking from the big base all the way to the very tip. As he moved his hands, he carried along enough blood to Marika's nipples to make her moan with desire.
"Love it, so good. Feel like they are going to explode. Suck on them!"
"Can't," Roger said, but he kept fondling both her boobs with his left hand as he stroked over her heaving belly and moved lower with his right. His fingers stroked over her fleecy dark-furred snatch, tangling with the pubic hair. After a few seconds of teasing her, he pressed down into the pink little spire of her clitoris, then teased the bud until it wobbled and bobbed about.
"Oh, ohhh!" moaned Marika. "Good, good, I love it!"
Roger was trapped under her weight and could not lift off the seat to give her a proper fucking. Instead, he used the power of the airplane. He grabbed the wheel with his right hand and pulled back. The sudden climb forced Marika back into the seat-and onto the thick, fleshy spike of his cock.
She moaned and sobbed and began twisting from side to side. The climb ground her snatch down into his balls in an erotic mix she could not deny. His right hand kept after her clit, flicking and stroking and occasionally taking a few drops of her oily cunt juices and smearing all over it for lubrication.
Marika's eyes opened and she stared into nothing but blue sky. Then he shoved the wheel forward and the plane dived. She let out a shriek. She was pulled and pushed and turned around, the heavy prong still seductively buried inside her tight cunt.
"What are you doing?" she cried.
"Having fun," he told her. "Relax and enjoy the flight!"
Marika shrieked again as he hit the bottom of a dive and started up again. The weight of two or three men crushed down on her, fucking her harder on his prick. Up and down like they were on a roller coaster he flew, the motion of the plane doing the real fucking.
Marika got to the point where she not only enjoyed the sensation but anticipated it with glee. She was getting rigid cock driven into her with more force than any man could muster under usual circumstances. Her soft sex tissues spread all around it to accommodate the heavy love log within her. And then the sultry dark-haired beauty was almost weightless, flying on the very tip of his cock.
Roger held her close and pulled her down into his lap with a squishy sound. She creamed furiously, her inner lubricants boiling out around the plug of cock moving inside her. Marika tensed and sent more juices squirting out and onto her legs, tickling and stimulating her even more.
"More, more," she begged. "Do-aieee!"
The woman's words were lost as the pilot banked the plane. The sudden turn to the left caused her to slide off the prick she held so lovingly within her, using strong inner pussy muscles. When he corrected and the plane was flying level again, Marika found his cock fucking into her from a new and wildly stimulating direction.
Over and over Roger banked and soared, dived and turned, using the plane as an aid to getting them both off. Marika was reduced to a quivery lump of aroused flesh.
"Fuck yourself," he urged. "Up, down, do it now!"
The dark-haired enchantress began rising and falling faster and faster, fucking herself on the rigid length parting her pussy lips. She blinked sweat from her eyes and stared down at the ground. Sucking in her breath expanded her tits.
Roger rubbed over her boobs and gave her even more stimulation. When he began pinching her nipples, she came. Hard. Everything about fucking in the airplane was new and wondrously different for her. And best of all was the cock sliding in and out of her so fast and with so much passion.
Marika rocked and moaned and ground her hips down into his lap to get as much sexual thrill as possible. Marika wasn't sure if she hit the peak desire of which she was capable-but it didn't matter. It was enough to get her off with as big an orgasm as she'd ever let rip through her tender young body.
"Wow," she said, leaning back in Roger's arms. It took her several seconds to realize his prick was still hard inside her. She could fuck herself all over!
She started to lift and drop, but he pushed her into the seat beside him.
"Suck me off," he said. "I love the feel of lips all over my cock."
Marika stared at the wand jerking with lust just inches away, but she felt as if there had to be more. She licked along his shaft and tasted her own juices, then sat up.
"What's this?" she asked.
"A parachute. Some guys were skydiving and left it behind."
"A complete rig?" Marika expertly checked it, then began getting it on. The straps chafed her naked flesh, but she hardly noticed. Cinching it up in the crotch applied pressure to her most delicate flesh and gave a feeling un-like any she could get from fucking.
"What are you doing? It takes months of training before you can skydive."
"I used to dive. It was fun, until the instructor left. I wanted to get it on with him while we were in midair but we never did."
"I can't dive out with you!" Roger protested. "The plane would crash! It costs too damn much to lose over a quick screw-and it would be. You won't be in the air more than a few minutes."
"I've got some other ideas," Marika said. She felt the wind whipping at her skirt as she opened the plane door. The air slid up her legs and gusted over her moist pussy, giving her new sexual thrills. The wind wasn't as good as a man's mouth-or a woman's!-eating her out, but it was different.
She and Julie had agreed to get out of their rut and into life! This was really living dangerously!
She bent over and caught up Roger's prick in her mouth. Her legs dangling out the door where the wind whirled past, she starting giving him a blow job he would never forget.
For all that, it was a blow job she would never forget. His cock was warm and mouthwatering as she ran her tongue around the tip. Her tongue snared a tiny drop of pre-cum beading up at the pinprick. Marika savored it as she ran her fingers up and down the thick organ.
It took only a few minutes of avid sucking before Roger's cock started to buck and dance around. She cradled the hairy bag holding his balls and lightly teased them. From the tumbling, she knew he was getting ready to blow like a volcano.
Marika applied her mouth to the end of his cock and sucked for all she was worth. Rewarded by a scrumptious outpouring of jism, she lapped and sucked and got as much of it as she possibly could. When he started turning limp, she shoved herself away.
"Marika, don't," he said.
"See you below!"
She kicked hard against the side of the plane and sailed out, free falling in the air. She spun around and around, then righted herself. The air whistled between her legs, past her gooey twat and into her face. Her tits pressed flat from air pressure and she felt more alive than she ever had before.
Her fingers probed under the thick straps at her crotch. She rubbed hard over her clit and aroused herself to the point of orgasm. When she opened her chute, it jerked hard against her pussy and set her off in a big way.
Moaning, sobbing with lust, the dark-haired Marika floated to the ground. She hit hard, rolled and got up, wondering how she would get back to the airport and Roger and his lovely cock.
It had been a great day-so far.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
"I got to know Roxanne really well," Julie said, smiling as she remembered exactly how well she and the blonde stewardess had gotten along. After they had worn out Jack, the two of them had gotten it on-repeatedly.
Watching as they licked each other's titties and pussies had gotten the pilot hot again, and this time, Roxanne had been on the receiving end of his powerful cock. Julie would have objected, except she had found plenty to keep her occupied. She had lain on her back and Roxanne had come around so they were engaged in a lezzie 69 while Jack fucked the flight attendant.
It had been a slow, easy fucking and one that had drawn Julie's nerves taut. She had managed to reach out and fondle Jack's balls every now and then even if she had not been able to actually suck on his cock. It had been buried too far up Roxanne's ass-hole for that.
But the three of them had gotten off so many times, Julie had a hard time remembering.
"I can tell by the way you're smiling," Marika said. "I got back down-I parachuted from the plane, you know."
"Is that why you're wearing a pilot's uniform?" Julie eyed her roommate and the baggy clothing she wore. "Is that Roger's uniform?"
"It's mine now," Marika said. "I earned it fair and square." The dark-haired woman licked her lips, remembering precisely how she had come by the outfit.
She had parachuted to the ground, her dress in tatters. Roger had landed at the field and driven out to pick her up. He had given her his jacket then. And back at the airport, they had gone into the hanger and fucked their brains out on the airplane wing.
The draft from the propeller just a few feet in front of them had finished the job on her dress, but they had both been naked, so that didn't really matter. She had loved the way Roger mounted her and, with her legs draped over his shoulders, had fucked her until she begged for him to stop.
He had, and then she had begged him to finish what he had started. And he had. The prop wash, being on the wing where anyone might see them, the sheer sexiness of having a stud like Roger sliding his cock in and out of her had been reward enough. But she had taken his uniform for a souvenir.
"Skydiving? I remember you saying you had done that as a hobby once."
"In high school," Marika said. "I was really hung up on a guy, but it didn't work out. Not until now."
She drew the baggy jacket around her, but as long as it remained unbuttoned, her ample boobs would show. Julie found herself eyeing them as they bobbed about so naked and seductive, thinking of what she and Roxanne had done together-and how much more fun it would be with Marika.
No one had a mouth on her like her roommate, Julie knew.
"Let's get on back to the apartment," Julie suggested. "You can use a rest and a change of clothing."
"What about you? You can't tell me you're worn out. You're turning into a real nympho, never able to get enough cock."
"Cock, pussy, it's all good," Julie said, licking her lips to let her friend know how much lust she had locked within her. Marika laughed and motioned for her to get into the car. They drove back to their apartment and parked.
"Oh, no," complained Julie. "Look."
"Both of them," Marika said, frowning. Stan's flashy red sports car was parked next to Eddie's more conservative blue sedan.
"I want to have him, not to be with Eddie," Julie complained. "And I bet you want something more than the same-old same-old Stan has to offer."
Marika shrugged. Roger's uniform slid back on her shoulders, leaving them bare. "I don't know," the woman said. "Maybe we can convince them to do something interesting. like all four of us?"
"I did miss you when you went off with Roger." Julie's pulse sped up as she thought what it would have been like, three women and two men.
As if Marika read her mind, the black-haired woman said, "This way we each get cock. With Roxanne in the mix, someone's pussy would have been awfully lonely."
"Only for a while. I couldn't believe Jack's stamina. I swear he could fuck all night long and never slow down."
"The same with Roger," said Marika. "There must be something to flying planes that makes them oversexed."
"So what's our excuse?" Julie laughed as she and Marika went up the stairs to their apartment. The door stood an inch or two open, and they stopped to listen to Eddie and
Stan as they sat at the breakfast table.
"I really get off on Julie," Eddie was saying, "but sex is getting dull. She never wants to do anything different."
"You tried?" asked Stan.
"Sure, I have. But she gets so hot so fast, we never get beyond me sticking it in and stroking a few times. Damn, but her pussy is hot and tight! Once we get going, always with me on top, that's it. She can crush me flat with those muscles of hers."
"What's he saying?" Julie whispered to her roommate. "He's the one who never does anything different!"
"Marika's the same way," Stan said.
"What!" Marika burst into the room, outraged. "I love giving you head. You never go down on me. When was the last time you really stuffed your tongue all the way up my little cunny?"
Both men's eyes widened. "We didn't know you were here," stammered Eddie.
"We are," Julie said. She slammed the door and began shucking out of her dress to stand buck naked in front of the men. "And what are you going to do about it? No fucking in the missionary position. Marika and I have found there's more to sex than that. We want something different from you two studs. So what's it gonna be?"
Stan licked his lips as he watched Marika slowly shed the uniform jacket. Her bare breasts swayed alluringly. When she reached down and tweaked her own nipples, Stan rose from the chair and went to her. Julie could see, in profile, how excited Stan had become. His erection threatened to rip through his jeans.
"How about a little 69?" Stan said in a husky vice.
"No, Stan," Marika said, holding him at arm's length. "How about a lot of 69!"
They kissed and sank to the floor, slowly exploring each other with their mouths. Before she knew it, Julie was watching Stan crush his face between Marika's strong thighs in search of her tasty pussy. And Marika was straining up to take Stan's fuck stick into her mouth so she could suck on it.
"So?" Julie demanded of Eddie. "What are you going to do?"
"I'm not into watching," he said, his eyes on the other couple. "I'm into doing it." Eddie ripped off his shirt and got out of his pants in record time. Julie went to him and grabbed for his crotch. His boner was obvious the instant she stroked over the front of his briefs.
Then she had even those skimpy briefs off so she could suck on his boner. Julie quickly realized she wanted to do more. But giving
Eddie a blow job made it hard to talk. His cock was huge in her mouth, and he made sharp thrusts with his hips as he tried to fuck her face.
Her old problem came back to haunt her. She was so turned on she couldn't do anything but get off on what she was doing with him.
This time, Eddie reached down and put his arms around her. In a quick maneuver, he spun her around. Julie yelped and ended up dangling upside down in the man's arms. Her legs parted, and she felt his hot breath blowing through her fleecy bush.
"Here, all mine!" she said, reaching out. Straining hard, she reached his cock and got it back into her mouth. She loved the sensation of dangling in his strong arms, his mouth pressed into her cunt lips while she sucked on his dick.
Even this quickly faded in ability to arouse her. But Eddie was tasking the initiative now. They sank to the floor together.
"Them," Eddie said, pointing to where Stan and Marika still eagerly ate out one another. "What'll it be for you, pussy or cock?"
"Cock!" Julie cried, pushing Marika to the side so she could fasten her lips around Stan's bulging erection.
Stan started to protest until a low moan of sheer pleasure crept from his lips. Marika was great at giving head, but Julie was different.
"Get your pussy over her, bitch," Eddie ordered Marika.
"What are you going to do?"
"Give you the best pussy licking you ever got!"
White legs scissored open for him and Eddie buried his face in her muff. His tongue lashed out and into her gooey twat. Marika shivered with ecstasy and reached out for Eddie. She caught up his cock and drew it to her face. Her lips teased his hardness for a moment, then she deep-throated him.
The sudden intrusion of his prick into the woman's eager mouth almost made him blow his wad. Eddie felt sweat beading his body, but there was too much going on for him to get his rocks off yet. He wiggled about on the floor, being sure not to dislodge Marika from her post at his pecker as he worked his tongue up and down Julie's oozing slit.
Her inner lubricants boiled from her pussy. He sucked them all up and then found her clit. As he licked over the pink spire, Julie came.
"Oh, oh!" she cried, her body shaking. The young blonde then went back to sucking on Stan's prick.
Every movement within the daisy chain quickly rotated around and gave each in turn pleasure. Marika got off next and then Julie again. And when Julie felt Stan's cock beginning to swell just before he exploded in her mouth, she called out, "What's happening, Eddie."
"I.. .I gotta cum!"
"Do it, do it!" Marika cried eagerly. She dived down and took every drop of Eddie's pearly cum and swallowed.
Then Julie was occupied with Stan's fountaining prick. She held on, stroked hard on it and sucked like a vacuum cleaner to get every single drop of his precious jism from his balls. Even after he started turning limp, she kept sucking, as if she could keep him hard throughout the afternoon, into the night and all the way to dawn the next day.
"Slow down," Stan cautioned. "I'm only flesh and blood," he said with a grin.
"I know, I know!" Julie smiled.
"What'll we do next?" Eddie asked. "This was more fun than I thought it could ever be."
"You ever skydived?" Marika asked.
The men stared at each other in confusion when Julie and Marika laughed. Then all bewilderment vanished as the foursome found new and even more exciting combinations.
Julie and Marika had kicked the habit of routine sex. Now they were faced with the challenge of finding new ways of getting off. Somehow, it didn't seem like it would be that difficult.
As long as the two sexy roommates could find enough hard cock and willing pussy!
