Lee White was going home. At least for a short while.
Enrolled in a Midwestern, all boys college, he could not wait to get back to the gang. Ron and Lloyd would be home from their schools. Some of the girls would be home. "I wonder if we'll get together over the vacation," he thought as the bus rolled across the flat land. Some of his friends had married and left Rockton.
He tried to sleep as best he could aboard the bus. He realized, as he knew from other bus rides, sleep to be impossible. Unfortunately, there was another full day and night to travel before home.
"God! This bus stops at every junction," he thought.
Actually, the bus stopped only to let on passengers or to allow the passengers on board to rest during a brief stop. When he would just fall into a relatively sound sleep, the bus pulled into another station and the driver called through the loud speaker, which was piped throughout the bus, "Fifteen minute stop, lathes and gentlemen. We'll leave here at 9:30. Everyone watch your step when you get out."
It was in one of these God-forsaken, out-of-the-way stops he found some magazines which he had never seen before. Quickly glancing through one, he saw pictures which he had only heard about, never seen. There were also stories and jokes inside the publication. Luckily, it was winter and he was wearing his car coat. Otherwise, people standing near him would have seen his rising cock. He reached under his coat, into his pants pocket, to raise his pole upward on his leg. He wondered if he were turning red. Lee took the magazine over to the cashier, placing it on the counter, trying to look very much at ease. The cashier looking at him skeptically over his glasses.
"How old are you, sonny?"
"Twenty-two," Lee lied. He was only twenty. In the background, the bus driver was calling everyone back to the bus.
"You look a little young to me. Have you any identification?"
"Come on, mister. My bus is pulling out.!"
"Huh," the chasier grunted. People were lining up behind Lee, buying magazines and paperback books at the last minute. Seeing all the people waiting, the cashier said, "Okay. That's three dollars. I'll put it in a bag for you."
"Thanks," Lee said as he took the bag. The cashier didn't hear him: he was busy with another customer.
The bus moved along the highway. Lee had left the magazine, still in the bag, on the empty seat next to him. He didn't want to have anyone see him reading it. "If someone should see me," he foolishly thought, "they might recognize me." But soon, the sing-song of the bus, the hum of its tires had put everyone in the bus into a drowsy state. Many were beginning to fall asleep. Lee reached for the magazine.
With his heart pounding, he opened the first page. "God, he whispered. There was a picture of a nude girl sitting on a couch, her legs spread in a vee. Her dark haired cunt was fully exposed. She was sucking on a large candy cane approximately the size of a man's dick. On the next page was the same girl. This time she had the candy cane next to her bush, holding it there with one hand while her other hand was holding one of her tits. This magazine was great!
Lee looked up to see if anyone was watching him. No. Again his prick had risen. Squirming in the seat, he moved it to a more comfortable position. "Man, I'd like to beat-off," he thought.
On the next page was a blonde with huge boobs. In one picture she held them together, the nipples almost touching. In another she bent over, allowing one of the globs to touch her furry box. Lee thought her best picture was the next one taken from the front. While smiling at the camera, the blond leaned forward as if to touch her toes. Through the gap between her tits, he could see her snatch. He reached down to pat his organ and then turned the page.
The next page was filled with jokes. He read them all, moved on. There was a story entitled "Lucky Dog," which Lee thought he'd read later on the long trip. There were more pictures.
Two nude girls were wrestling. A blond white girl was sitting on a black girl's back. The black girl was behind the blond holding onto the blond's breasts: both were smiling. The final shot showed the blond sitting on the other girl's stomach. The blond, facing the black girl's feet, looked at the lying girl's cunt, smiling with her mouth slightly open. Lee put his hand in his pocket, over his erection, and turned the page.
Here was a sequence of photos. Two people dressed for a ball had apparently just returned to their apartment. The man sat on a couch, fully dressed in evening attire. The girl, standing, was undoing the zipper on the side of her dress. The man still watched as she dropped the dress to her ankles. She was wearing shoes with very high heels, black hose, a tight corset. Her garter belt, panties, and bra were black and lacy. She removed her corset. She removed her garter belt. Finally, the man rose. Behind her, he unsnapped her bra. Behind her, he lowered her panties. She remained in her hose. Then, she was sitting on the couch, the man in front of her lowering her stockings. At the bottom of the page, the picture showed the man, still entirely clothed, sitting to one side of the couch and the girl, entirely nude, sitting on the other side. Both had large grins on their faces.
Lee thought that his would be all. However, the following page proved him to be wrong.
The girl had moved to the man's lap and took off his bow tie. She took off his jacket. She undid his shirt. On her knees, she removed his shoes and socks. From this view, not only could Lee see her cunt but he was sure that he could almost see her asshole. Now the man stood. The girl lowered his pants. Then, still on her knees, she lowered his underwear. The final sequence, like on the previous page, found the nude girl sitting on one side of the couch. However, to the other side sat the man, now nude also. "He isn't even hard," Lee thought, looking at the man's peter. As in the final picture before, both wore grins. But now her eyes looked at the man's cock while the man stared at her bush.
Lee had to close the book. His prick had grown to an enormous size. Through his pocket, he could feel his cock trying to get free.
"I have to jerk-off," Lee thought. Tight and uncomfortable as he was, he began to move his hand. Slowly to the head, slowly back. But there were too many clothes between his hand and his manhood. "I've got to masturbate!" Now Lee didn't care what happened. He looked around. There were only four other passengers on the bus. Two, up front, were asleep. The two behind were reading something. Due to the seats, he was well protected. He was sure that he could do anything in his lap and no one would see.
To be sure, he took his winter coat and placed it over his lap. Then he opened the magazine to look at the picture of the girl on her knees, dropping the man's underwear. Under his coat, Lee undid his belt, unsnapped the top of his pants. The zipper was more trouble. His prick, bulging at the trouser fly, made the unzipping difficult. Finally, it was down. Under the coat, he pulled apart his fly. The snaps on his underwear nearly flew apart and his cock sprang forward, finally free. The sensation of his meat touching his wool coat was something Lee had never felt before. But he didn't go through this for a new experience. He wanted to come!
In his right hand, he took his rod and began to pull. Up and down, up and down. The tight skin was pushed to the rim, down to the base. His other hand stroked his balls. Lee looked to the magazine.
"That bitch! Now that she has his pants down, why doesn't she blow him? He'd like that. I'm sure she would like it too. I'd rub my dick on her lips and she'd want a taste! She'd taste great jazz!" he thought.
Meanwhile, his hand was moving faster, faster. He was no longer on the bus. He was on a cloud. His hand was so active, his coat fell to the floor, exposing him to anyone who would happen to pass. But he didn't care. He was about to come! Faster, faster, faster! His cock began to spurt. Two spurts. Three. Four. Five. Six. His orgasm was over.
Lee returned from his dream world exhausted. He looked around to find that the passengers hadn't moved. His semen was on his stomach, some on his shirt. Taking a handkerchief, he carefully wiped himself, adjusted his clothing. Now he slept well on the bus.
A Special Phone Call The next stop occurred about an hour later. Rested, Lee went from the bus to the fountain to order a hamburger and a malt. He wasn't quite awake when he sat at the counter. However, his waitress awakened him. She was a redhead with a body that could stop a train.
'Is her uniform supposed to fit that tight?" Lee thought. She leaned over the counter to take down his order and he could see the valley between her twin mammaries. 'She probably wears that outfit to get more tips. Big tips in her purse and big tips in her pussy." Her ass moved sexily from side to side as she worked. Every once in awhile she'd stop, pull her dress down tighter over her body. Lee swiveled on his stool.
"Whore!" he muttered as he left the cock-teasing waitress.
He headed to the men's room. He had to take a big shit. "If I hold it any longer, I'll need to get a cork," he thought. Finally, he made it to an empty compartment. He could hardly wait to find relief. A few grunts later, two large turds lay in the toilet water. He wiped his ass, reached back and flushed the John. But he didn't move. He had become engrossed with the writings etched on the metal partitions.
"Free fuck at 9114 Wilson Ave."
"Want a blow-job? Call 846-9113. Ask for Laura."
"For some good loving, phone 849-6842."
"A man's best friend is his hand."
"Sara Bower can take on five guys."
There were also drawings of various sex acts. Some were crude, some were not. Most showed men above women fucking. One showed the sixty-nine position. One of the better drawings showed a woman blowing a man standing in front of her while another man standing behind her was fucking her asshole. Lee's dick was becoming longer, ready to harden.
"Down boy," he said. He rose to leave the stall. At eye level, on the door, an item caught his eye. Not etched like the others but written, was a new message.
"Sexy talk turns wife on. Call Betty. 8469327. 12/22/67"
This was written yesterday!
"What the hell," he thought. "I have time to call and help the girl toss herself off." He copied the name and number onto a pad he always carried.
The bus station where they had stopped was in a fairly large town. The station itself was of a good size. The eight of them, had their own room. When Lee arrived, an old man was finishing a phone call and left. There was another couple in one booth, a sailor and a woman, maybe his girl. They didn't notice Lee when he entered a booth across from theirs.
"It's strange how jacking-off and a good shit can calm down a person," he said softly as he dialed the number. One ring, another. The third ring was interrupted by a soft voice on the other end.
"Hello?"
"Hello. Betty?"
"Yes. Who is this?"
"Just a friend of your husband's. He told me to call and we could talk about some good things. I do have the right Betty, don't I?"
A pause at the other end, then she replied, her voice jittery.
"Uh, yes, maybe, I think so." Another pause. This time Lee spoke boldly, directly as possible.
"Is this sexy Betty with the hot box?"
"Yes! she gasped.
"Betty, do what I tell you to do. Okay?"
"Okay but first I have to pull the drapes. I'll be right back."
In the small interval that passed, Lee looked at the sailor and his girl. He couldn't believe it! They were fucking standing up in the telephone booth! The sailor held his coat open and the girl moved inside with him. "From the actions of their rears, he must be trying to drive his cock through her ass," Lee thought. "She must be a slut, not his girl. He doesn't kiss her, just keeps his head on the side of her hair." The sailor looked around and saw Lee watching him. Instead of telling the girl to stop, he merely smiled and nodded to Lee who returned the smile. Lee nodded and held up two fingers signifying victory. By now, Betty had returned. "I'm back."
"I'm glad, you happy cunt. Now what are you wearing?"
"My nightie."
"But it's only four in the afternoon. Do you expect someone's cock to come creeping between your warm thighs before six?"
"No. I just haven't dressed since this morning. I've just been loafing around the house. I've been ... I've...."
"Go ahead, wonderful whore. Let yourself go. Say the words you want to say, say the words you want to hear."
"I've been masturbating! Tossing myself off! Finger-fucking myself!" she said in a torrent of words. Her voice eased rapidly as if once she made the first hurdle, she found herself in the stretch for home. Now she seemed to be a partner with Lee who could create the sexiest atmosphere over the telephone. The pause seemed too great for her.
"Talk to me, you great-cocked man!"
"Right. Now do what I tell you to do."
"Sure. Tell me. I'll do anything."
"Tell me if I'm going too fast."
"I will! Hurry! My pussy's waiting!"
"Don't touch your pussy yet. Take off the top of your nightie. Rub your nipples till they're stiff, till they're erect. Are you doing that?"
"Yes, oh yes!" Her breathing was getting harder.
"How big are your tits?"
"I measure about forty," she gasped. "Talk more! I may come!"
'Put a tit into your mouth. Keep your mouth to the phone so I can hear you sucking on it." He could hear a slurping noise.
"Now the other." A pause. Again the noise.
'Betty with the wet cunt, begin to finger yourself."
"I'll have to take off the lower part of the nightie," she breathed.
"No! Finger-fuck yourself through the panties!"
"Oh, hell, I'm going to come!" Lover, I want your cock!
"Let me suck you off! Let me kiss your balls! You can fuck my ass! Anything! I'm beginning to come!"
"Stop!" Lee shouted. Her breathing slowed.
"Okay, I've stopped," she said jerkily. "Honey, I haven't come yet. Let me finish! Please let me finish! Talk dirty so I can come! Please honey!"
"First take your soaked fingers and lick them clean by the receiver so I can hear you." He heard the finger licking. "Take off your bottoms and put them over your head, the crotch facing your mouth." In a muffled voice Betty said that she had done what he commanded. She awaited more instructions. "Now take the phone receiver and jack yourself off with it. Remember, I want to hear. And Betty, suck that love juice from the panty crotch you have near your mouth while you rub that hairy cunt of yours. Now stick the receiver in as far as you can. I'm waiting to hear."
She did as she was told. Lee could hear her pubic hair rubbing on the plastic. Then there was a squishing sound, a wet sound. Suddenly, the phone thumped on a hard surface and a cry was heard in the background. Betty returned to the phone with a far away voice.
"Unknown lover, did you hear your Betty give you her juice?"
"Yes. Are you satisfied?"
"Oh yes! I've never tasted myself but now I find I taste great! Its all because of what you've done for me. About sucking you off, about fucking my ass, or anything; I'm yours. My husband won't be home till ten or so. We could love. Could your wang touch past my tonsils?"
"Bitch Betty, I'd really like to take up your offer but I have to go away tonight. When I get back to town I'll give you another call. How's that?"
"Well, if you can't make it to fuck,, then I guess you really have to go someplace."
"Right. Well, keep a finger in for me."
"Sure will. There's one there now and its yours. Listen." He could hear her licking her own juice from her finger. "Bye-bye, for now," she said. Click.
The bus driver was calling his passengers when Lee replaced the phone. He turned, remembering the sailor. Both he, the sailor, and the girl left their booths at the same time. However, the sailor looked relaxed: He had a hard-on.
"You should help me pay for this girl who says she's working her way through college," the sailor said. "We put on a pretty good show, huh?"
"Yeah, you sure did," Lee smiled.
The sailor had one arm around the girl while he talked. The girl kept her eyes fixed in the area of Lee's groin. The sailor noticed.
'Hey, maybe you'd like to help this sweet thing with her tuition," he said, gently pushing the girl to Lee. She moved up to him with her hands cupped as if to scoop water from a basin. Instead, her fingertips moved along his nuts.
"No, not now. I have to catch a bus. See you." Lee freed himself and made for the telephone room door. He really wanted to stay. He wanted to sink his prick into something warm and moist.
* * *
A Simple Short Story What experiences! Lee thought! I never thought I'd be seeing or doing half the stuff I'm doing on this trip. Unfortunately, I have twelve hours left of this bus before I get home." He reached to the seat next to his for his magazine. He turned to the story "Lucky Dog." Lee glanced up, noticed more people were filling the bus. However, the bus was still relatively empty. He began reading.
"May Smith was what I had always known her to be called. She always told me it was her real name. Why should I doubt? Her well-oiled ass had hauled my ashes many a long night. Why should I complain? I came down this way on business often and when I did, I had to find May Smith. She had gotten to call me by my first name, Roy. We became friends. At least as well as a whore can get to be friends with a client.
Then, suddenly, she was gone. I asked the people around the bar where she picked up men where May had disappeared. None seemed to know. I asked the bartender. He said something to the tune that she decided to get off her diet of hot cock covered with sperm. He said she left about two weeks ago. He didn't expect to ever see her back. I bought him a drink to her memory and then found myself another girl for the night. Unfortunately, she couldn't hold a candle to M ay Smith.
Two months later, I returned to the same town and went to the same bar for old times. I walked in and, to my amazement, sitting where she always sat, was May!
'May, where have you been? Why did you leave?" I asked as I moved to the stool next to hers.
"Hi, Roy! I left because I thought I could give up the game. But I couldn't and here I am back. On my back, most of the time.!"
"W hat do you mean you couldn't give it up? Sure you could."
"No, Roy, I couldn't. A whore will always be a whore. We don't think like women. We don't think like men. We think like whores." May, how...."
"I'm not complaining or talking myself down. Some people are cut out to be doctors, lawyers, housewives. I was born to like pricks filled with jism.
"Well I don't know...."
"Well, I do. Hey, aren't you around early today? It's only three in the afternoon. You usually arrive about eight or nine at night."
"Yes but for the next few weeks my schedule's changed. I don't lay over in this town for the night but in a little burg forty miles or so down the road. Next month, I'll be back on schedule. Then I'll see my beautiful May every two months."
"Good. I like your regular schedule, say, since you can't stay the night, want to go to my place now for a quickie?"
"No. You know I never liked it that way. Why don't we go to a booth near the back and talk about what happened to you while you were gone."
"Okay," she said, easing her two ass cheeks over the stool. She moved into the booth and I followed. Few people were in the bar at that hour so we could talk openly without the fear of being overheard. May took a sip of her drink, began her story. I stopped her to ask questions or make comments. Otherwise she did the talking.
"Remember that isolated mountain cabin I told you I owned? The only thing I ever really owned in my life? Well, I went up there. I packed supplies to last six months. I wanted to get away, to find what I was inside. I really thought I could. I hoped to redirect my life. I'd always wanted to become a school teacher. Maybe I'd go back to school. But no. What was inside me was too strong.
"At first I thought it was habit that every night my cunt should itch and want something stuck up till it came out my throat. But the itch continued every night. I'd get up and take a shower but my slit still called me. It wanted the attention I didn't want to give it. I had to take sleeping pills and finally got to sleep. This happened the first night. I hoped that would be the worst but it wasn't. Everyday I wanted someone or something to drive a pole through my cunt hair into my warm, awaiting pussy. But, of course, no one came.
"Daily, I found excuses to put my hands near my box but my mind always made me stop before I touched it. I was going insane!
"Finally, one night, I said to hell with it, and fingered myself to a climax. Roy, I didn't think I've never been so wet in my life. My orgasm gushed and I naturally screamed with pleasure. No one could hear me at the cabin. I almost started on my clit again but my mind closed. "Why are you up here if you were just here to masturbate? Men would pay to watch you jerk-off. Why come up here to do it? Stop! Stop! Over and over, my mind would tell me stop while there was a fire in between my legs. This was only after ten days! I probably would have come back sooner if it weren't for Lucky."
"Who's Lucky?" I asked.
"Don't worry. I'll tell you about him. And it definitely is a him! Anyway, I had not touched my cunt for another two weeks. Can you imagine me without having anything in my twat for a month, except for one mistake? I can't either. But by now I was climbing the walls of the cabin. I'd run, hoping to think of something else. I'd take showers four and five times a day. Any cure for sex ever thought of for men or women, I'd do. But the itch continued. I finally couldn't sleep even with pills. I'd toss and turn till totally exhausted. I'd sleep for a few hours till I felt my hands in my box. Then I'd jump up.
"It was on one of these morning that I met Lucky. I had thrown myself out of bed, tossing, and woke up on the floor. My nightie was up to my hips. I needed a fuck! I went wild. I propped my heels under my fanny and spread my knees. Both hands went to my cunt. With the sides of my hands, I spread the lips. With my two index fingers, I rubbed the sides of my clitoris. God, I was in heaven. But I needed something larger. I grabbed an empty soda bottle from the corner and jammed it into my wet, running pussy. It didn't hurt at all! It felt so good: In and out! In and out! I was rolling on the floor like a mad woman. Still, this was not enough!
"I jumped from the floor, my love juice running down my legs. I didn't care. I wanted to come! I had to come! I reached into a drawer in the kitchen and pulled out a flashlight. I returned to the living room, dropped to an arm chair, put my legs on either arm. Although difficult, I held my cunny open with one hand and tried to force the blunt end into my body. I was looking at myself, groaning, trying to force it in when I heard a noise on the porch.
"I hadn't closed the shades nor had I locked any of the doors. No one ever came to the cabin. I froze. The noise continued. Finally, a head came to the window and looked in to see me still spread in the chair, one hand holding open my hairy lips, the other on the flashlight.
But it was not a human head that appeared. It was a dog's head! A large German shepherd! I dropped the light and ran to the door. At first the dog was scared. I guess I moved too fast for him. But I coaxed him into the cabin. He was extremely friendly. Around his neck was a chain but no tag. Whoever the dog once belonged to, I couldn't return him if I had to. Thus, I had a German shepherd with me. More important, he was a large male!
"I quickly took off the top of my nightie. Naked, I took some hamburger from the refrigerator and placed it in my pubic hair and some even inside my cunt. I sat cross-legged on the floor and the dog came to me. Since he was hungry, he made a head-first move for my slit. Usually he licked and drove my sexy cunt to the ceiling but every so often he would nip and I would have to cuff his ear. When he went inside my lower lips, he only licked. Around and around with his rough tongue, pushing his head further and further in! God, sitting here in this bar now I could have an orgasm just thinking of it." service." The look in May's eyes said thank you. She took my hand and placed it on her mound under the table.
"Anyway, this dog sent me to the skies. I don't know if he liked the hamburger or my juice more. I knew the hamburger was gone but he kept his nose in me. And that tongue! I raised my shoulders to get more, pushing my wet, gooey, hot box at his nose. Suddenly, he pulled back. Before I could stop him, he was over me. The dog was fucking me!
'W ell, I had never been fucked by a dog before. And this position was especially hard on me. If I'd lower my hips, he couldn't get his red cock into me. On my shoulders I stayed. And did he pump! His tongue licked my tits. His dick banged away below. I couldn't stop coming! Then he blew his hot doggy come into me! God, was it great!"
Under the table, she began to move her ass. With one of her hands, she pressed my erection, then moved her hand away. I wanted something but it wasn't her hand. It was her furry bush.
"He kept fucking and sucking me until we were both exhausted. He immediately fell asleep. I lay by his side, stroking his fur. He didn't move a muscle. It was then I decided two things. The first was to admit to myself that I will always be a whore. The second was that his name would be Lucky. It was lucky for me because I found him when I needed a good fuck. It was lucky for him to be able to screw whenever he could get it up.
"During the night, Lucky woke me. I was flat on my back and he was licking my clitoris to my shit hole. Wow, his tongue was so rough and good! Through the window I could see from the moonlight that he was completely over me. In other words, his head was in my cunt, lapping the juice, while his hind legs were straddling my shoulders. Directly above me was Lucky's huge red dick! And it was ready for action!
"I touched his fur-covered legs to let him know I was awake. He kept right on eating me. I reached for his prick, took it by the base. Slowly, I began to yank him off. He responded by licking faster, moving his ass in a quick fucking motion. I couldn't stop. My hips moved up and down, back and forth. But Lucky kept his tongue in me. I touched his hairy nuts. Immediately, he shot his juice down my tit valley. I had already had had four orgasms! Now I thought Lucky would stop. But he didn't.
He kept licking, kept licking. He'd shake his snout and drive me on. My juice poured down my legs and Lucky quickly licked it up. He was trying to consume all the love juice from my fountain. I was going mad! I couldn't stop his tongue! And it kept on and on! I received so much pleasure!
"Again, Lucky was getting hard. Through his fur, its pink tip peeped. Again, I reached for his balls but with only one hand. My other hand touched his hind quarters where the tail met his body. I pushed him down onto my face. Opening my lips, my head bobbed for Lucky's fast rising prick. Thus, with one hand on his rear, one hand on his nuts; I sucked off this wonderful, cunt-lapping German shepherd!
"Neither Lucky nor I could keep still. Our hips jerked up and down. I came for the last time. Shortly after, with his hips pumping, my head bobbing, my tongue revolving, gently massaging his balls; Lucky shot his wad into my mouth! It was delicious!
"Lucky, again exhausted, moved away. The now-cold jazz on my breasts and between them I gathered as best I could on my hands and licked them clean."
"Some dog! He was as good as any man! God, could he eat me out!"
"Then why did you come back, May, if Lucky gave you everything you wanted any time you wanted?"
"Well, he ended up giving me too much. Unless a man is a complete fool, when he's too tired , he stops making love. Not Lucky. When he couldn't fuck me, he'd eat me till he revived his hard-on. Only total exhaustion would hold him. If I told him not to do anything, he wouldn't do anything. But without sex for a month, I couldn't say no to him!
"Eventually, Lucky got thin. I wanted him to eat more steak but he wanted to eat more cunt! Finally, after over a month, Lucky fucked himself to death.
"I woke up one morning after a long night love session and he was dead. I cried as I would for a husband. I thought of having his prick stufed and using it for a dildo. But no. I dug a shallow grave near the cabin, gave his still-warm prick a final kiss, and laid him to rest."
"Christ, that's some story!"
"Yes, it sure is. After his death, I decided I couldn't go back to the cabin for a while so I came back here. This is the only other home I know." She finished her drink, moved my hand from her twat. "Are you sure you didn't want to come to my place for a quickie?"
"No, I don't think so. I have to get going."
"Want me to jerk you off under the table? I'll do it for nothing. I consider you an old friend. Besides, I had to tell my story to someone. You didn't have to listen."
"Thank you but no. As for the story, it was wild. Tell you what. You can fuck and suck me when I return to town."
I looked at my watch and found it was time to go. Before I said goodbye, May Smith gave me a gentle goose, smiled, and said, "Someday you may be Lucky." It was past six o'clock when Lee finished the story. Looking around, he saw that the bus was practically filled. There were few seats empty. If there would have been only four people on the bus as before, he would have beat his meat again.
* * *
Barbra James
The next station at which the bus stopped was merely a gas station. Lee looked out the window, got disgusted thinking of all the stops, and stayed aboard the bus. This stop was shorter than the others, however. The bus took on gasoline and three passengers. There were three seats still left and one of those seats was next to Lee. Two men and a woman tried to find seats. Fortunately for Lee, the woman-really a girl of maybe twenty-sat next to him. He hurriedly moved his coat and magazine to allow her to sit. She smiled at him and sat down.
"She's pretty good looking," he thought. "Glad I'm riding next to her for the next nine hours." He put his head next to the window and tried to sleep. His coat was still on his lap. The girl looked over and thought he looked uncomfortable.
"Want me to put your coat on the rack above?' she said.
"Okay." He handed her his coat. She stood in the aisle, reached up to put his coat away. Lee saw her body. Her tits were a nice, full size. Her ass was extremely good. By placing his coat on the rack, her mini-skirt raised to the vee of her thighs. However, the skirt went no higher. She sat back down again.
"Thank you," Lee said politely.
She smiled. He again leaned back but didn't quite close his eyes. He pretended sleep. Maybe she'd cross her legs and he'd see something. Alas, she didn't cross her legs. After five minutes of waiting, when Lee was about to give up and really try to sleep, the girl eyed him nervously. Then she reached into her large bag, pulled out a book. Nervously, she glanced again at him. Believing him to be asleep, she began reading Henry Miller's Sexus. Lee had read that book while at school. He found it to be a most erotic novel! He waited for something to develop.
Still pretending sleep, he moved to be able to see which page the girl was reading. Startled by the movement, she closed the book Immediately.
Seeing that her fellow passenger remained asleep, she continued reading. "Oh, yes," he thought as he watched through slitted eyes, "she's getting near one of the best passages in the book. Wonder what she'll do then?"
She read slowly. She turned to the page to where she remembered. Blushing, the girl looked around, found everyone either asleep or reading, and continued. She began to move her hips slowly across the seat. "Interesting movement." Lee thought. Her hips stopped but she dropped the book to her lap. Most people would have thought that she was merely scratching her leg. However, the young passenger next to her knew what she did: she gave her cunt two quick flicks. It was time for him to open his eyes but slowly. He didn't want to startle her. He moved back to the window and awakened. She saw him wake, closed her book on her lap, smiled at him.
"Hello," she said sweetly.
"Hi. Thanks for putting my coat on the rack. My rest was very comfortable. Say, what are you reading?".
"Oh, just a book," she said, trying to cover it completely with her hands.
"Oh. Well, my name's Lee White. I'm going home for the holidays."
"I'm Barbara James. Most people call me Barb. I'm going to my room-mate's for the holidays."
"Why aren't you going home?"
"My parents have gone to Austrailia. Father's business. I guess this is just as well."
"Where does your roommate live?" he asked. "In Rockton."
"Rockton! What a coincidence. Lee said. "I live in Rockton. That's where I'm going."
"Maybe you know my roommate. Jean Longly?"
Jean Longly. Yes, Lee knew Jean Longly. He had dated her at one time as did four other boys who had played on the football team. All of them had screwed her at least once. Ron Chapman, a good friend of Lee's and the high school football tackle, had almost put a baby in her stomach. Lee couldn't help smiling when he remembered the day after the Senior Prom. The five who had dated Jean Longly were also very close friends. They and their dates went to a lake resort, renting five adjoining motel rooms. All five couples came down to one of the rooms and drank and drank. Four of the girls had passed out or had gone back to their rooms awaiting their night of fucking. Therefore, the five boys who had dated Jean Longly and Jean Longly were the only ones left in the room. Drunk, she said one thing:
"I want to give you boys a graduation present. How would you like me to give each of you a blow job?"
Five pairs of trousers dropped simultaneously. Five cocks sprang at her simultaneously. They all received great blow jobs. She swallowed every drop. When the four boys left to screw their respective dates, Jean Longly was with Lloyd Stanley, trying to revive his lip organ by mouthing his low-hanging nuts.
"Lee? Do you know Jean Longly?" Barb repeated, interrupting his thoughts. He stopped smiling and said, 'Yes. I dated her in high school for awhile."
"Really? Then maybe I'll see you over vacation."
"Yes. Maybe."
"Maybe New Year's Eve. I know Jean's parents will be away."
"If she has a party, I'll probably be there." Lee knew that Jean was still going with Lloyd. Because of this, the five boys who knew each other so well in high school would definitely be invited to any party Lloyd had participated in planning. If Jean's parents were away, there'd be a slam-bang party.
"Barb, what's the book you were reading?
Henry Miller?"
"Why ... uh ... yes," she said blushing.
"Don't be nervous. I've read everything Miller's written. Some of it's very good. Not all of it's 'dirty', you know."
"Yes. I agree. I wonder why everyone thinks his books are so dirty?"
"Well, some of the passages are erotic. Don't you agree?"
"Yes!" Again she blushed. But now she also lowered her head. Touching her chin, Lee raised her head gently and continued.
"Come on. Miller is writing about life. Things are dirty because our minds are prejudiced to say certain things are bad. Look at the words: ass, cunt, fuck, jazz. Now these words examined individually aren't pornographic, are they?"
"No," she replied, looking straight at him, "not taken alone. But they do bring images to the mind, do suggest certain actions."
"But isn't that what literature is all about? To bring images to the mind, suggest certain actions? An author doesn't say for anyone to go out and do what he has written. He simply tries to relay an image. Do with them as you like."
"I guess you're right, Lee."
"An example." He reached for her book.
"Read this passage. Tell me what you think. How does it affect you?"
She read the passage, trying to look mature. When she reached the part Lee wanted her to read, she didn't blush but she put her knees tighter together. Lee noticed her movement. He knew he'd have his hand between her delicate thighs before the end of the bus ride. Since the bus didn't stop as much at night as in the day, he estimated that the bus would stop only one more time before getting to Rockton at six the next morning. In the meantime, Barb closed the book after finishing the selected section.
"It is sensual. It does create pictures."
"Does it make you fee sexually aroused?" Lee asked.
"Well ... well, yes, it does!"
"When you read passages like that, what do you want to do?" Barb hesitated. "Don't be afraid to talk. You are only speaking words."
"I want to masturbate or go to bed with someone," Barb said quietly, calmly.
"So do I," smiled Lee. The bus was pulling in for its final rest stop. "Come on, I'll get you a hamburger and something to drink. When we return, I'll show you another book."
"Okay," she said.
Inside, while having their sandwiches, they talked like two people on a date for the first time. She told him all about herself: family, school, loves. He listened attentively. Going back to the bus, Barb felt she could trust Lee.
After an hour of riding, Barb stopped talking. In the silence, Lee realized that now he must make his move. Later would be too late.
"Oh, remember what we were saying before about erotic literature? Here's a magazine I picked up earlier on the trip." He looked down the aisle. Lee had traded places with Barb when they returned, saying he could stretch his legs in the aisle seat. Now, checking on the passengers, he found the driver to be the only one awake besides himself and Barb. He gave the magazine to her and watched her reaction. At first she was shocked. Then she reacted as Lee did previously: totally absorbed in sexual wonder. When she reached the end, he knew what she wanted and if the time were right, he'd give her what she wanted. Maybe at the New Year's Eve Party he'd make her come until she pissed!
"How do you feel?"
"Hot! Real hot!" She tuned to him and kissed him on the lips. He kissed her back. Now down to preliminary action.
'Do you still want to masturbate?"
"Yes!"
"Go ahead," Lee said.
'I can't. Not in front of all these people! Not in front of you!"
"All the people are asleep. Give me the mag. If I get a hard-on, I'll jack-off and you can watch!" He didn't get half way through the magazine before he had an erection.
"Stop, Lee! Don't! People will see!" Actually, Barb was simply jumpy for she knew her bluff might be called. She knew Lee might have nerve to pull out his peter.
He again looked up and down the aisle. The passengers remained asleep. He turned slightly to Barb, began to unbutton his shirt.
"Lee!" Her voice sounded urgent, pleading with him to stop. He pretended not to hear. He unbuckled his belt, opened his pants, slid them to his knees. The solid arm rest somewhat protected his ass from view if someone in the aisle seat should suddenly awaken and glance their way.
"Lee! Stop!" Barb tried to grab his wrists as he began to pull down his underwear. She couldn't hold him. looking down, she saw a pulsating, ever enlarging dick! Barb's hands were easily freed from his wrists. She was staring at his organ. As he touched himself, Lee realized that she, too, would be masturbating before long.
He pulled his shaft up, then down, up, then down. He watched Barb's face, glued on the movement of his hand. She wasn't blushing. She looked in awe. He knew she had never seen a guy beat-off before. He could feel his sperm swelling up in his balls. She wouldn't have to wait much longer. Already a drop of pre-come had risen to the tiny hole at the tip. Still watching his hands, Barb saw the drop, placed her finger over the tip of Lee's prick, wiped it away. He was ready to come. While one hand moved more rapidly, his other hand began rolling his come-filled nuts. Just a few more yanks! Just a few more! Barb could see he was ready to shoot.
"Let me," her voice whispered faintly.
He let go of his cock and balls. His prick was growing larger and larger, redder and redder. With a shoulder against the seat, his hands reached for her blouse-covered tits. She continued to stare at his cock. But now she was the one that was using her hands on it. One gentley stroked him, the other touched his thigh.
"Play with my balls," he gasped.
Instantly, she obeyed. Through the skin covering she could feel his nuts. Gently they rolled in her palm. Her fingers reached the top of his testicles, gently scratching at the hanging skin. Her other hand was pulling ever slowly on his stiff prick. The skin on his shaft moved to the rim and back. Meanwhile, Lee was kneading her tits, pushing rubbing. Suddenly, his hands left her breasts, lifted her chin. He kissed her, running his tongue deeply into her mouth. Simultaneously, his jazz poured onto his stomach, onto her hands. Barb reached to her purse, wiped both her hands, his stomach, and his now limp penis. He kissed her.
"Thank you," he whispered tenderly. She didn't say anything. She looked to her lap.
"Do you want me to toss you off?" Lee asked.
"Oh yes! Please masturbate me!"
"No, I won't masturbate you. What will I do for you?"
Barb looked puzzled. Then she knew what he wanted to hear. She had used the wrong words.
"You ... you will toss me off." She looked pleadingly into his eyes. "Please, Lee! Toss me off! I want your hands!"
"Close your eyes. Relax. " She obeyed. To prepare her, he ran his hands up and down her legs. She moved her hips.
"Raise up," he said. From her raised hips he lowered her panties. He placed them on the floor of the bus. He touched the insides of her thighs and she opened her legs. Barb was leaning against the window, her eyes closed. She had opened her legs as much as possible to enable Lee to discover her hairy mysteries. He raised the mini-skirt easily, bunching at her waist. There it was! Her naked, exposed cunt!
He ran the tips of his fingers up and down the insides of her thighs till she began to toss her snatch toward his hands too violently. Lee was afraid someone in the seats directly behind them might awaken. He moved right to her bush. His fingers separated the wiry hair, at the same time opening her slit. Looking at her open twat, he bent and kissed it, running his tongue into her moist love pot from bottom to top. She opened her eyes. Lee raised his head, looked directly at her and smiled. Without a word, she closed her glassy eyes to let him resume to give her the pleasure running through her body.
He touched her clitoris and Barb twitched. Slowly, he kept massaging the tiny, stiffening bud. When he thought it was fully erect, he applied a light but firm pressure on her clit. Always rubbing, always rubbing. Barb was pulling on the insides of her legs, trying to open herself wider to his wonderful, delicious, love giving hands. Lee's index fingers rubbed her clit, his thumbs moved deep into her womb. Moving! Rubbing! Touching! It couldn't last forever! Barb stiffened, relaxed. She had a nice come. She opened her eyes and smiled. Lee put down her mini-skirt, re-arranged his own clothes.
"Gee, you have great hands!" she said.
"Thanks, but now they're all wet."
"If you'll hand me my panties from the floor, I'll fix them." Lee reached down for her panties and handed them to her. She wiped his hands on them. "If there are to be any stains or smell, lets leave it near its origin." He nodded.
After Barb put her clothes and hair in order, Lee put his arm around her. She moved close to him, placing her head on his shoulder. He kissed her hair.
"Will we see each other next week?" she asked. "If you want."
"I want."
"I want. You're so gentle, considerate."
"Then I guess we have a date for New Year's Eve."
"Oh wonderful! Now you'll be sure to come to Jean's party!"
He put his arm tighter around her, looked out the window to the darkened lanscape. He was thinking of the party, of fucking Barb in every way he could. She raised her head and kissed his cheek.
"Thank you for masterbating me."
"I didn't masturbate you! Say it right! he growled, pinching her arm.
"You ... you tossed me off. Thank you for tossing me off."
"You're welcome. Remember, say what you mean. If you want to fuck, say so. If you want to suck my dick, say so. If you want me to eat your pussy, say so. 'Thank you for masturbating me! Hah!"
He realized that his chiding remarks might make her cry. He raised her head, kissed her upon the lips.
"But no matter, you're awfully nice yourself. And you are very good looking. I'm lucky you sat next to me. You know, you did 'masturbate' me," he said with a smile. Reassured, Barb closed her eyes, slept on Lee's shoulder as the bus moved closer to Rockton.
* * *
An Invitation
The bus arrived at six the next morning. Lee couldn't believe it to be on time. He knew he'd have to wait for his parents to pick him up. They usually came for him at the station when the bus arrived: a half-hour late. As the bus slowed to its final stop, Barb opened her eyes, blinking.
"Where are we, Lee?"
"Rockton. This is the final stop."
"Fine. You were comfortable to sleep against."
"You'll have to try it again sometime this week."
"Why you naughty thing!" she said jokingly.
They went to the waiting room, drank some coffee from the vending machine in the corner.
"Is Jean coming to pick you up?"
"Yes, I think so. I told her the bus would arrive at six."
"She should know the bus is usually late," Lee said. "You may have a slight wait. But my parents will be late, too. We'll be together for a bit longer."
"That's okay with me," Barb said.
Fifteen minutes later, a sports convertible drove up. Out stepped Jean Longly. Entering the bus station, she looked for her friend near an exit. Not finding her there, she went to the waiting room. Barb stood and waved.
"Jean! Jean! Over here!" Jean saw her and came to help with the luggage. As she approached she recognized her old boyfriend.
"Barb, did you meet lee? Jean asked.
"Yes. We had a long ride together. He helped me pass the time."
"How are you, Jean? lee asked.
"Fine. Better and better everyday."
"If you don't mind, you two, I have to go to the wash room," Barb informed them." I'll be right back. Lee watched her ass move when she walked away.
"I'm really glad to see you, Lee," Jean began.
"Why? Did you break up with Lloyd?"
"No, but you know I've always had a favorite place for you," she said, smiling, touching her crotch. "But I really have to ask you a favor. I would have called you around noon today but since you're here...."
"Anything for my Jean-or rather Lloyd's Jean."
"Fine. How did you like Barb?"
"Great girl."
"Well, I'm having a party on New Year's Eve. The Five are going to be there and that's all. It's at my house. I'd wonder if you'd mind taking Barb?"
Lee laughed. "No, I wouldn't mind."
"What's so funny?"
"I've already asked her to go to your party! We've talked all about it."
"Say, how well did you get to know Barb James?"
"Pretty well," he said, sticking his middle finger into his mouth. "Just fingered her?"
"Yes."
"You know, she was a virgin till this last semester."
"Have you taught her anything?"
"I've tried."
Barb reappeared from the wash room. She quickly joined Jean and Lee.
"Should my ears be burning?" Barb asked.
"I guess they should," Jean replied.
"Hey, Jean, before you leave, who did you mean by The Five," Lee wanted to know.
"Lloyd calls the guys who were close in football and remained close throughout the first years in college. The five. There's Lloyd, Ron, Dick, Tom and you. If you remember, we went to that after-prom affair together."
"How could I forget" he said. "But I thought Dick and Tom are married and have moved to another city."
"They have. Luckily, both are coming home to see their folks over the holidays."
"Great. Where are they living now, anyway?"
"Same town, strangely enough. Both are in Moresby."
"Let me help you girls with that luggage," he said. Lee carried Barb's two suitcases to Jean's car, putting them in the boot. Jean was already in the little sports machine. Lee opened the door for Barb.
"I might not be able to take you out till the party, Barb. I may have to visit relatives down state. That's what we usually do. But whatever my parents decide, I'll call and tell you this afternoon."
"Fine," she said, smiling. lee leaned over and whispered into her ear:
"You look so good now! I'd like to eat your wonderful, dripping cunt!"
She tossed back her head and laughed, showing no concern.
"Definitely," she said. "Anytime."
"Okay," Jean interrupted. "Get out of here, Lee. Barb's with me for this week. In the meantime, keep your good thing up." Jean's eyes sparkled.
"Right. See you at the party, Jean. Call you this afternoon, Barb. Bye-bye."
"Bye," both girls said. Barb blew him a kiss as Jean roared away. When Jean's car was out of sight, lee returned to the waiting room. He bought another cup of coffee, stood by the window facing the street. He thought about how strange it was that the bus should arrive on time.
"Hello?"
"Hi. Is Barb there, Jean."
"Yes," the voice said slowly.
"Could you call her to the phone?"
"Sure, Lee, but can't I talk to you for awhile?" The voice was very low, very sexy.
"Okay. What do you want?"
"You mean what do I want besides a long, thick cock shooting its warm juice?" the voice purred.
"I know you always want that. Where are you talking from anyway? Won't your parents overhear you?"
"No. I'm using the phone in my room," Jean laughed, her voice now a normal tone. "Anyway, I wanted to tell you that I'm glad you fingered Barb. She's been talking about you ever since we left the bus station. Did you tell her anything about us and high school?"
"No. I didn't know what you had told her."
"Good. It's better to have her think I go down only for Lloyd. It seems she doesn't mind if I sleep with one guy. At least one guy at a time! Maybe we'll change her mind at the party-"
"Right."
"I'll call Barb." Lee could hear someone running to the phone.
"Hi!" Her voice sounded fresh.
"Hi, Barb. Called to tell you about the week. I was right. I'll be away till New Year's Eve. But that night, I'll pick you up at seven. We'll go out to dinner, then on to the party. How's that?"
"Sounds fine. Wish I could see you sooner."
"So do I. But that's the way life is."
"You're right. Well, see you later this week."
"Definitely. Bye."
* * *
An Abbreviated Date
Lee whistled as he dried himself after the shower. Tonight was the night he'd see Barb again. Tonight was the night of the party. He shaved close, covered his face with after-shave cologne. Smiling, he spread the cologne on his hands and rubbed the inside of his thighs and his testicles. "She'll like that smell," he thought. Finally dressed, he went to a large Oldsmobile, the car his family allowed him to use when he was home. He had used this car before to screw many a girl!
He pulled into Jean's drive. Lloyd's car was there. Lee went to the door and pushed the button which sounded the chimes. He waited and his thoughts turned to coming evening. Lloyd opened the door, a drink in his hand.
"lee! How the hell are you? Come on in. Get a drink from the bar."
"Swell. Is Barb ready yet?"
"Of course not. Come on in and sit down."
Lee walked into the large living room, sat in a comfortable looking chair. Lloyd called out.
"What do you want? Still like Canadian Club on the rocks?"
"That'll be good." Lee could hear the liquor pour, the ice drop into the glass. Into the room walked Lloyd, handing him the glass, sitting in a chair near Lee.
"What have you been doing with yourself, man? Haven't seen you since last summer."
"Not too much. Study mostly. And then some other things. How's school with you."
"Pretty good. Jean makes it down from her school about once a month for the weekend. That is filled with a lot of fuck action! We'll probably get married before long. Then those weekends will last and last."
"Good luck," Lee said and raised his glass. Lloyd joined him.
"Say," Lloyd said, "hope you didn't bring any rubbers for Barb."
"No, I don't like to wear them anyway."
"Doesn't matter. Jean persuaded her to take birth control pills this week. Guess the precaution is for you."
"How'd Jean get the pills?"
"Her mother. Since that near scare with Ron, she feels it's better for her daughter to take that 'ounce of prevention'. And I couldn't agree with her more!"
"By the way, who's coming tonight?"
"As Jean told you, The Five and their dates: myself and Jean, you and Barb, Ron and Sue Cross, Tom and his wife, Dick and his wife. That's all. Jean's parents left yesterday for New York City and won't be back for at least a week."
"Interesting."
"Yes, it sure is. They'll be back, however, in time to return the girls to school."
"That's good." They continued to talk about high school days, their present schools, the girls.
"I want you to know that I almost fucked Barb last night," Lloyd said.
"Oh? How'd that come about?"
"Since Jean's parents left yesterday, I spent the night here. Jean and I were in her bedroom while Barb tried to sleep in the bedroom adjoining ours. Not really adjoining but next to ours. We were just getting down to some good, solid screwing when we heard this thumping on the wall, coming from the next room. Jean told me to stop, maybe we ought to find out what was happening. We crept out of her bedroom to Barb's door. Our eyes were accustomed to the dark by now. Jean carefully and quietly opened her door about a foot. The thumping was still coming from Barb's room. With the action I had previously received to stimulate me, the sight I saw almost made me shoot my come over Jean's back.
"On the bed was Barb, her nightgown thrown to the floor. She squirmed like a wild woman on that bed! Her knees were spread, closing and opening, while her hands seemed to be tearing open her pussy. It was the squirming and rolling of her hips which was rocking the bed and that in turn was making the thumping noise against the wall.
"I'm going to fuck her," I whispered to Jean.
"'No! Save her for Lee! Back to my room, big boy, I want that fuck you want to give to all the girls!' Jean said, closing the door, grabbing my cock, and leading me back to her bed.
"Later, I asked if Barb did that every night while she was in Rockton, if Jean's parents had ever heard the thumping.
"'Silly,' Jean said, 'how could my parents hear her? They're at the opposite end of the hall. Besides, Barb and I usually sleep together, like we do at school. Tonight she missed my mouth on her love crack. Then also hearing us in the next room. My God, who wouldn't jack-off."
"The next day, Barb looked as innocent as ever. I'll tell you one thing, Lee, get that girl hot enough and she'll do anything."
"Thanks for telling me," Lee said, setting down his finished drink.
"Want another?"
"No. I had a few this afternoon around the house with my parents when some guests dropped in. I feel pretty good now."
"Fine," Lloyd said, taking another sip of his.
In the archway leading to the living room stood Jean and Barb.
"I'm finally ready," Barb said.
"Good. I was beginning to get hungry."
"Hungry for what?" Jean laughed.
"Food, mostly. I thought you'd furnish the desert at the party."
"Oh, I will, I will." Everybody laughed while Lee helped Barb with her coat.
"What time should we be back here, you two?" lee asked.
"Try about ten o'clock or so. Everyone should be here by then," Lloyd replied.
"See you later."
Lloyd and Jean waved good-bye with drinks in their hands. As they pulled away, Lee glanced to see Lloyd grab Jean, giving her a passionate kiss in the doorway. "I can imagine what they'll be doin' to fill the time between now and ten o'clock!" he thought.
Lee and Barb went to his father's club for dinner. He knew both of them would be served here without being asked for identification. The beef dinner was excellent. So 'was the bottle of red wine. Lee noticed that Barb was not used to drinking. When the bottle was empty, she became more free, more talkative. Her eyes were glassy. As they left for the car, Barb's lips were turned up in a devilish grin. "Not drunk. Just ready for action," Lee thought. Driving, he turned to Barb.
"How was dinner?'
"Fine. Great. Wonderful."
"I'm glad you enjoyed it. It's only a little after nine. How about if we drive around the streets of Rockton till it's time for the party?"
"Okay with me, darling," she said. She moved over to him, put her arms around his neck, kissed him.
"Hey, stop that! How do you expect me to drive?"
"I don't expect you to. I expect you to stop."
He stopped the car on a deserted street near the Longly house. Turning, he asked her, "Okay. I've stopped. Now what do you want?"
"I want you! All of you!"
With her arms still around his neck, she pulled him down on top of her. They moved till they found a comfortable position lying on their sides, facing each other. Lee put his hands on either cheek of her ass, rubbing her mound against his cock. Slowly, it began to rise. All the while, their tongues met, teased each other. He would explore her mouth, cup her tongue, suck it into his mouth. Then she would do the same. Their tongues moved crazily. Barb pulled back, panting.
"I've thought about you all week, lover! I've thought about watching your wonderfully hard prick shoot that warm cream onto my fingers! I've thought about your fingers tossing me off!" She finally said it without his insistance.
Frantically, she sought his mouth, his tongue. His hands raised her skirt, felt the crack of her ass. His fingers moved to the top of her panties, slipped beneath the elastic. He kneaded her ass, ran his fingers along the valley formed by the ass cheeks. Their hips moved to a wild rhythm.
"Toss me off! Fuck me! I need you in me!" she panted. "Just drinking of your dick is making me all wet! I want to come! Oh! Those fingers on my ass! I'm coming! I'm coming! Fuck! Shit!
I'm coming! I'm . ... com. ...ing...." Her voice faded as she experienced her orgasm. However, Lee was still terribly hard. "She must have thought about it a lot this last week," he thought. "She came awfully fast. At least it will calm her down till later at the party. But what do I do with this hard-on?" She gave him the answer as if she were reading his mind. With her arms still about his neck, Barb kissed him tenderly.
"You're still hard, honey," she whispered. "I've been thinking of one thing this past week. I want to suck you off. I want to taste your thick come."
Lee leaned back on the car door. She sat on the car's floor. First she unloosened his belt. While undoing the top fastening, she bent her head, mouthing the concealed prick along its length. She blew her warm breath through the material. She raised her head while her hands moved to unzip him. He raised himself to enable her to pull down the bent, mouthed the side of his organ through his shorts, breathing her hot breath upon it. Lee's excitement was mounting. "If she doesn't hurry and get me off," he thought, she'll be drinking a quart of my jazz!"
He began stroking her hair.
Barb realized what he wanted to do. She realized to get to Lee's prick she would have to pull off his underwear. However, his hard-on reached nearly to his navel: the elastic was under his beautiful cock head. To solve her problem, she pushed down on his organ till she could pull the shorts over it. Then, while he again raised his hips, she drew the underwear down to his ankles. She sat up.
"God, that's handsome!" she said, staring at his long cock. Lee looked down at himself and smiled. Her hands went to him. Both hands grabbed his shaft, pulled the foreskin way down, then up. One hand held the skin in place near the cock head, the other hand touched his nuts. Barb bent forward, again mouthing the shaft of the naked penis.
"I love it! So wonderful! So big!" she said. Her tongue slowly licked from the base to the tip. Again. Again. She kept fondling his balls. Raising her head, she saw some of his pre-come juice on the small opening. She removed it with a circular motion of her tongue. She blew upon his hairy testicles, then gently licked each of them. She glanced to see the expression on Lee's face. His eyes were closed, head thrown back. She was glad he was enjoying what she was doing to him. Barb felt his dick begin to pulsate faster, to enlarge even greater. She knew that he couldn't take much more. She made the final move.
Opening her mouth in order to form an 'O' with her lips, she sank her head onto Lee's cock. One hand at the base, one hand stroking, head bobbing, tongue moving around and around. Faster! Up-down! Up-down! Lee's hips pushed his prick deep into her throat! She took it all, moved her head still faster! He couldn't stop it! He felt it swelling! Into her mouth poured his sticky, white come!
He watched as she let her mouth fill, then swallow. She kept licking, kept sucking, till he had nothing left in him. Then, she let the cock drop from her mouth but before she let it get away completely, she kissed his nuts and prick, giving both one final lick.
"I like tasting you. I've never done it before."
"Well, you do it well," he said, pulling on his trousers. "Where did you learn?"
"Jean's parents have some movies. We saw some of them last night before Lloyd arrived. Maybe we'll see them before the night's over. I guess that's one of the reasons I'm so hot tonight."
He started the car to go to the party. leaning against him, Barb kissed his cheek, said softly in his ear:
"You've got to promise to fuck me tonight. Even if the others are only dancing, you've got to fuck me. In my room. Anywhere in the house."
He kissed her forehead.
"I promise to fuck you till you scream for me to stop."
Both happy, they continued to Jean Longly's New Year's Eve Party.
* * *
The Party Begins
The Longly home was in a new area of Rockton. Every home cost at least $125,000. Dr. Longly was a well-known doctor in the state. He specialized in the treatment of allergies. Mrs. Longly belonged to the best society. To entertain, she had this home built. Besides the master bedroom, there were seven other bedrooms, However, none of them were specifically maid's quarters. A sleep-in maid, Mrs.Longly felt, would perhaps lead to trouble later since the Longly's had two types of friends.
The first type was the kind Jean knew about before she left for school: all from the best families, all from society. However, the doctor and his wife felt a need for something after their daughter, their only child, left for college. This is when they found their second group of friends: all intelligent, all sexual explorers. During the day, Mrs. Longly would politely chat with friends about the food being served at the country club, the new teachers in the grade schools. At night, these people left as did their maid.
Other friends came. Race or sexual tastes made no difference. Two black couples and an Oriental couple usually attended. A Lesbian couple attended. Sometimes a male homosexual would come upon invitation to satisfy the whim of some other man who attended the party regularly. At every get together, ten to fifteen couples would attend. Most people went home for the men had to work the next day. However, the others could sleep in any of the bedrooms. The only thing Dr. Longly would not permit in his house was mechanical devices, afraid that Jean might find them during one of her vacations at home. They thought Jean knew nothing about their friends of the night.
However, Jean knew about them. She found out through little slips her parents made while talking to each other. Names popped into their conversations of people she had never known. Sometimes she'd hear her mother on the telephone, talking to people in a lowered voice, not wanting anyone to hear. During one of her mother's secretive conversations, the doorbell rang. At the same moment, the timer in the kitchen sounded, making the maid aware to remove a large roast from the oven. Jean's mother told the maid to look after the roast, that she would get the door. Quick as a cat, Jean went up the stairs to the phone in her room. Carefully, she picked up the receiver. Her mother returned. She was talking to one of her new friends.
"I'm back, Rita. It was just the newsboy. Where were we?"
"Pete was fucking you while Steve was making you lick his black cock."
"Oh, yes. Anyway, while my mouth was filled with Steve wonderful, thick...."
Jean couldn't believe her ears! Her mother! But Jean didn't put down the phone. She listened to her mother as in a matter-of-fact, calm voice she related to her friend Rita what she had done. Jean listened to the entire conversations, hung up at the same instant as her mother.
"What the hell!" Jean said aloud. "let them have their fun. Everyone has a right to look for his own pleasures."
Never again did she question her mother or father about the strange names she heard. She smiled when they returned from a long 'business weekend' for she knew that they were content.
Four cars were parked in the long drive leading to Jean's house when Lee and Barb arrived. He parked behind the last car, helped Barb from the car. He quickly kissed her, rubbed his hand across her crotch, and they went to the house.
"Hey, you two were to be here at ten o'clock. It's ten-thirty," said Jean with a grin as she unlocked the door to let them in.
"Yes, Mother. I'm very sorry to bring your daughter home so late," tee returned.
"Well, pour yourselves a drink and relax. Everyone else is here. Get to know the others, Barb. Mix. Come on. We're waiting."
They followed Jean to her father's living room bar where there was just about every kind of liquor Lee had ever heard existed.
"Get what you want," Jean said and left to find Lloyd.
"What do you want, Barb?"
"I want something good and stiff," she smiled at him.
"You'll get that later. Now for a drink. How about a Seven and Seven?"
"Great. That's what I usually drink."
With drinks in hand, they joined the others in the recreation room. The Five was now complete. They moved to Ron and his date Sue.
"Ron, how've you been?"
"Real fine. I don't know if you know my date. Sue, this is lee."
"Nice to meet you, Lee," Sue said politely.
"And I'd like you two to meet my date. This is Barb James, Jean's roommate at school."
"Sue, what are you......"
With the introductions over, Ron and Lee talked while the two girls did the same. Lee couldn't get over Sue. Her tits must be at least forties. Below them was a tiny waist drawn even tighter with a belt, followed by a rear end just made for cushioning a stiff penis being banged into her twat. Finally, the conversation came around to their dates.
"I hear that Barb is....a....well ... ready for action," Ron stammered.
"You're right. How about your date?"
"You mean forty-two Sue?"
"Forty-two, huh?"
"Yeah. Met her at school. At a fraternity party one night, she got drunk and pulled down the front of her dress to prove to someone she had a forty-two inch bust. She won. Before the night was over, her date passed out from too much drinking and too much fucking. About three in the morning, she knocked on my door, saying her date had passed out. Seeing that I was alone, she told me she either wanted a good screw or else wanted to be taken home. The next morning she thanked me and we've been going together even since."
"So Sue's ready too."
"I guess so!"
They interrupted the two girls. Sue smiled at Lee as if she knew something about him and that something she had heard she liked.
"Come on, Barb. Let's meet the others."
"Hope to see more of you soon," Sue said to Lee as she raised her glass.
They moved to Dick and Tom, Lee's two married friends. Dick's wife was named Helen and Tom's was Carol. Both were very nice girls. Helen looked like a model: thin, tall, wore clothes well. Carol looked like the ideal wife: small, quiet, smiling when expected. The conversation was short for Lee finished his drink as did Barb. He went to get them another, leaving Barb with Helen and Carol. While mixing the drinks, Jean came up to him, feeling happy from the drinks she had consumed.
"What do you think of Helen and Carol?"
"They're nice. Good matches for Dick and Tom."
"Did they tell you they swap?"
"No. How do you know?"
"Dick and Helen told me earlier this evening. Jokingly, I said that both couples live in such a small town, they should get together and swap husbands and wives. Dick said they already did. Naturally, I thought he was kidding. No, they do swap, Carol told me. She told me to ask Tom or Carol if I didn't believe them. I thought I'd call their bluff. I ask that sweet looking Carol. Yes, she admitted they swapped. Not only that but they enjoyed it very much."
"Carol swaps."
"That's right."
"Surprising."
"There are many surprises. Know what I want now?" Jean said coyly. "Lloyd's cock?"
"Right now I'd like you to give my cunt a few long, deep licks."
"That won't make you come."
"I know but I've cornered the others previously. I want to see which of you can suck a cunt the best."
"Okay," he said, leaving the drinks on the bar. "Where should we go?"
"How about behind the bar?"
"Fine."
Jean came behind the bar and raised her skirt. Her panties had a slit down the center. When she spread her legs, the panties opened, exposing her bush.
"Go on, honey. Get your nose right in there. Run that tongue of yours over my big clit!"
Lee got down on his knees and buried his face in her muff. He put both arms around the upper part of her thighs, pulling her forward, spreading her cunt lips further apart. His nose rubbed her clit. Then he put out his tongue as far as it would reach. He licked her very slowly. Jean began to move her hips, held his head, pressed him into her.
"Oh, God, that feels so good! So good! Stop, Lee! Stop or I won't be able to stop later! Stop!"
Lee raised his head, stood up. She kissed him, running her tongue down his throat and around his lips to remove her juice from his face. After the kiss, he picked up the drinks. Before he returned to Barb, he asked, "Well, Jean, which of The Five is the winner?"
"Guess," she said with a wink, blowing him a kiss.
As the time approached midnight, everybody became more and more intoxicated. Wherever Ron went, he had his arm around Sue, one hand continually rubbing one of her tits. Helen was on a couch with Dick, stroking his erect prick. Everybody wanted sex but it was too near midnight to go off to a room with someone. Jean went to the television set and turned it up very loud...."..and here we are, lathes and gentlemen, in New York City. That is Times Square. By the nearest approximation, you're looking at as many as fifteen thousand people. Some say more. They 're all waiting for the big ball to come down to announce January 1, 1968. There it is! It's beginning to fall! They're counting! Ten. Nine. Eight. Seven. Six. Five! Four! Three! Two! One! Happy New Year!"
Jean switched off the television, turned to kiss Lloyd. Everyone kissed their dates, then anyone else they could find. Jean raised her arms, wanted all of their attentions.
"Okay, okay. Hold it a second," she said in a loud voice. Everyone stopped what he or she was doing, awaited to hear what Jean had to say.
"As hostess, I'm supposed to plan the games or activities for this party to bring in the year of '68. Well, I have two games; one to get us to know each other, one to get us more intimately acquainted.
"What are your games?" someone from the darkness said.
"The first is strip poker. The second is a game Lloyd and I made up which is pretty wild."
"How can we play strip poker? We have ten people and there are only fifty-two cards to a deck."
"Easy. We'll play blind man stud. All five cards will be dealt face down. We'll look at our own hands, decide how much we are going to bet with chips. The person with the most chips at the end of the game will be the actual winner. Only the boys chips will be counted, however. What he wins will be told before the beginning of the second game. Now in the poker game, the two people who call each other at the end of the hand, the loser loses not only chips but also one piece of clothing."
"Sounds fine to Carol and I," Tom said.
"Fine for us, too," said Ron, speaking for himself and Sue.
"Oh, yes," Jean remembered. "There will be a break after this game. Since you may want to talk over finer points of the game in private," laughed Jean, "we'll take a break till three o'clock. Then return to the living room."
"Let's start the first game."
"Okay. Close the drapes, get a drink, and come sit around the poker table." Soon everyone was sitting next to his date, waiting for Jean to open the pack of cards.
Everyone quickly lost his shoes. Stockings proved to be another matter. For the boys, it meant nothing except raising their pant legs and removing them. However, the girls wore long nylons. Each girl tried to show herself off to the others as best she could. Jean lost her hose first. She put her bare foot on Lloyd's lap, her toes touching his erect cock. Then she raised her skirt, unrolled her stockings. Naturally, the opening in her special panties parted slightly, showing her hair slit to all at the table. Lloyd reached for it.
"Stop that," Jean smiled, pushing his hand away.
"You've got a fine looking snatch," Ron said.
"Let Lloyd lick it for you," Helen added from across the table.
"Not now. Later," Jean grinned.
Carol was the next to lose her stockings. She stood and turned to the table. After lifting her skirt onto her back, she took off her hose. Everyone could see her shit crack through the shear, transparent panties.
"Want something up that brown hole of yours?" Lee asked.
"I sure do!" Carol replied as she finished.
Barb lost next but decided that she couldn't top either Jean or Carol so she took off her hose as simply as possible. Now everyone began to lose. In a short time, the girls were left in panties and bras; the boys were in trousers and underwear. Sue was the next to lose and that was her bra.
"I've been waiting for this," Dick said.
"Haven't we all!" smiled Ron.
Sue reached behind her, unhooked the bra. She then held her arms together like a burlesque star, keeping the bra in place over her large tits. She looked around the table. Noticing everyone wanted to see her gigantic chest, she quickly shrugged off the garment. Grinning, she leaned back in her chair, thrusting her globes out for all to see.
"Do you all like these," she purred, running a finger of each hand down to the two stiff nipples.
"We all love to see big tits, Sue," Jean replied.
"Does anyone want to touch?" she asked, looking to the two boys on each side of her, Ron and Lee. They didn't wait to be asked again. Ron grabbed one tit, Lee the other. They rubbed them in a circle. Lee pulled on gently.
"Oh! That feels so groovy!" she moaned.
Seeing that the game might get out of hand too soon, Jean said, "Okay, Ron, Lee, leave her jugs alone. Save it till a little later."
They both agreed and dropped Sue's tits. She rubbed the nipples to calm herself down. Now, on the table were drinks, cards, chips and two gigantic breasts.
Helen lost her bra, then Barb. Tom was the first to lose his trousers. He stood, unsnapped, unzipped, dropped them to his ankles. His prick was standing straight out from his body, clearly outlined through his shorts.
"That satisfies you, Carol?" Lee kidded Tom's wife.
"Oh, yes!"
"In every open hole?" Lee continued.
"In every open hole." The people around the table chuckled and continued the game. Lee lost his trousers, as did Dick. Then Ron lost his pants. While dropping them to the floor, his cock popped through his underwear and he quickly returned to place.
"That's a sneak preview," he said, sitting back down.
Helen was the first one to lose her panties, to be at the table completely nude. Naked, they could see she had small breasts. The hair at her love crack was fine, running along the lips but no further.
"What do I do now," she asked Jean.
"Anything you want. Just wait till the end of the game or till someone else is nude also."
Helen looked around the table, put her hands in her lap, stroked her bush. She just pressed it, didn't place a finger inside herself. This would have to do for a few minutes.
Lloyd lost his trousers, Carol her bra.
"Come on, someone, lose!" Helen pleaded. Someone heard her. Tom lost his underwear. His prick sprang forward above two hairy balls. Although not extremely long, his member was thick.
"If Dick doesn't mind, how would you like to work your tensions off on this hard-on, Helen." Helen looked to her husband Dick, eyes pleading.
"Go ahead. As long as I get Carol till three o'clock." .
Smiling, Helen reached across and grabbed Tom by his manhood, leading him from the room. His hand was stroking her ass.
Ron and Sue lost the last of their clothing. They rushed upstairs. Lee and Barb lost next and also left hurriedly for an empty bedroom.
Around the table sat Carol, Dick, Lloyd, and Jean.
"When are you going to lose that bra, Jean? You look completely clothed compared to us," Carol said. The last three, except Carol, wore only panties or shorts.
"Maybe I won. Maybe I'll win," Carol replied.
"You may win the clothes game but I have the most chips," Dick said.
"Maybe I won't win the clothes game," Jean said. Losing the next hand and tossing her bra to her discarded pile of clothing.
Carol was the next to strip. She sat waiting for the end of the game which would have to happen soon. Then Dick lost his shorts. He stood up, moved next to Carol. His erection extended over her shoulder, the cock head touching her cheek.
"Turn your head, Carol. Kiss what you want the most."
She turned her head, kissed his prick. Then, still seated, she reached up with two hands and put it in her mouth. The warmth of her felt wonderful! She didn't move her head, however, and then removed her mouth.
"Come upstairs," Dick said. "There you can suck it all you want."
They left Lloyd and Jean alone in the recreation room.
"What do you think about that?" Jean said. "Everyone's upstairs. At least the host and hostess were the last to leave the table."
"We aren't even nude," Lloyd commented.
"We'll fix that," she said. Rising, she slipped off her panties, rubbed her cunt on his shoulder. Lloyd turned his head, licked her slit. Jean pushed back his head, ran to the couch. Lying back, she spread her legs, licked her fingers and shoved them up her cunt.
"Come here, big boy," she said to Lloyd as her fingers slipped in and out. "Come here and fuck Mama!"
* * *
Private Pleasures I
Helen and Tom were the first to leave the poker game. They were the first ones to find a darkened bedroom. They both fell onto the bed, feeling, groping for each other's body. Helen's hands ran through Tom's hair, kissing his eyes, his nose, his forehead. His hands were pushing, pulling on the cheeks of her ass. However, he didn't enter her: his organ lay against her thigh, barely touching her cunt hair.
"Tommy, Tommy fuck your Helen! Jam it home! Give me your dick! Please, Tommy, fuck me! Fuck me!"
Tom rolled over away from her. She reached for his cock, tried to roll over onto it. He squirmed away, pushing her hands from his groin. He turned on a bed light, raised himself out of bed. Frantically, Helen eyed his body.
"Come here, you bastard! Fuck me! I need a screw! Please fuck me, honey!"
"Helen, I want to do it a different way. I want you to have an orgasm that will make you come off the toy of the sky."
"Anything you want, baby! Only hurry!"
"Okay, Lay back. Spread your arms and legs as far apart as you can."
She quickly did this, then watched as he went to the four drapes and unfastened the silk rope which held them open. He returned to the bed, quickly tied her hands to the headboard, her feet to the lower bed posts. She couldn't move sideways off the bed. She could wiggle her ass up and down, from side to side. Now that the drapes were tightly closed, Tom turned on the overhead light. Before he had seen Helen nude but never could he examine her hot body so closely.
"Tom, lover! Put your dick into my cunt! let me feel your hairy nuts as they bounce off my asshohe! Fuck me! Fuck me!"
"Helen, be quiet or I'll keep away and not fuck you for an hour. If you're not still, I'll have others come to this room and fuck in front of you. And no one will screw you then! Now be quiet."
Wimpering, she stilled her voice, closed her eyes. Without sound and light, Helen slowly became calm, her body stopped its squirming. Tom looked at her. She had a beautiful face: high cheekbones, stunning yes, straight nose, sensual mouth. Her dark, straight hair set off her face perfectly. Her long neck flowed into the valley between her breasts. Twin globes, small, girlish. Her waist was small, again flowing into small but definite hips. Her thighs were thin, often appearing muscular. Between was her cunt. She was not hairy as most women. The curls grew only along the lips, neither higher nor spread out.
"Helen, I'm going to turn off the top light, leaving the bed light on. Don't talk. Say what you must through your body. Keep your eyes shut. Respond only to touch."
Turning out the top light, he moved his own face close to hers. He noted the eyebrows, the lashes, her hairline. He examined her nose, her lips. With one hand, he pushed her chin to open her mouth wide. He could see her tongue, her teeth, the roof of her mouth. His mouth closed on hers, pushing his tongue deep. She responded by sucking his tongue. Again, her ass moved from side to side on the bed.
He pulled back. Her head tried to follow but could not because of her bonds. She remembered what he said, didn't talk, didn't .open her eyes. Tom moved down her body to her breasts. Small but firm, r Small nipples. In each hand, using only two fingers, he rubbed the nipples in a circular fashion. Again, Helen's hips moved from side to side, her head tossed back and forth. He took away one of his hands and replaced it with his open mouth. Suck the nipple. Roll it in your mouth. Then Tom's lips changed to the other tit, clasping the now-freed nipple between his two fingers. Again he sucked, rolled it with his tongue. His mouth opened, tried to put her globe into his mouth, drawing it in by suction. He opened his hand, pressed firmly. His hand nearly covered her breast. One tit in hand, one tit in mouth.
"Please fuck me, Tom! Fuck me now!" she pleaded, her voice a whisper.
Hearing her words, he Immediately stopped both his hand and mouth.
"Helen, I told you not to say anything," Tom said firmly. "Remember that!"
He moved down her body to her cunt. So fine, looking so young, so pure. With his two hands, he spread the outer lips. He could see she had secreted much fluid. Closer he looked. Closer. He raised his head to lick her navel. His mouth moved inside her pussy. He licked the walls. Her hips bucked at his mouth trying to get more into her running cunt. He kept with her. Licking it! Sucking it! Eating it! Again, for no reason, he stopped.
"Were you close to a come, honey?" he asked.
"Oh yes! Yes!" He put his finger to her lips. She stopped talking.
Helen now realized what Tom was doing. By moving to areas of her body, he was making her respond to stimulation of one area. She knew that her juices would gush from her when they fucked. Unbearable as it was, she began to enjoy and anticipate his exploration. With eyes closed, she could feel more pleasure from each special touch.
Tom moved on the bed. Carefully, he knelt near her face. He looked down at himself, yanked on his cock to bring it to full length, helping ease the pressure building up. Still holding it, he said softly to Helen, "Don't open your eyes. Lie still. Move only when something touches your mouth. Then again let your body talk, not your voice."
He looked down at her beautiful face, upturned to the ceiling, eyes closed. He grasped his prick at the base, rubbing it over her eyes. He brought it down to her ear, pushing it in the little way it would go. His prick touched her nose, running the bridge of it to the two openings at the bottom. He laid his cock to her closed mouth, resting it on her lips. She opened her mouth and licked the shaft. She licked fast, then slowly. Tom took away his prod. He knelt with his knees under her armpits. His genitals hung over her face. He lowered himself, dick resting along her nose reaching up to her eyes, balls dropping into her open mouth. She sucked them, gently biting the skin. She tongued them around and around. Again, Tom moved. He realized that he almost shot his load in her face!
He moved to her tits. The head of his cock touched one nipple, the other nipple. He ran the shaft into the cleft between the two mounds. He slid his penis down the middle of her body from stomach to navel till finally he reached her cunt.
"Don't move," Tom whispered, "until I enter." Even hearing this excited Helen. She had awaited the fuck too long! She wanted a man in her tunnel of love!
Tom knelt with his knees on the inside of hers. With cock in hand, he rubbed the insides of her thighs, leaving a small amount of fluid which had gathered on the tip. As he rubbed the sides of her slit, Helen moaned and involuntarily twitched her hips. Hg" could see that she was finally at her highest peak, ready to receive him.
"Don't open your eyes, Helen. Just think of the pleasure. Resong with your body. Only now will I allow you to speak."
He took one last .look at Helen quiet and spread on the bed, tied at wrist and ankle. Then he jammed himself into her cunt. He began with long, hard strokes, knowing that the juices she already secreted would pave his way, would not cause him to hurt her. She responded wildly. Her hips moved to meet his, meeting his hips with force. It seemed to be a contest to see if either she could buck him off her body or else if he could drive her into the mattress. Both continued, long and hard.
"You big, wonderful dick! So good! Cram me full! Fill my cunt! Fill my body! Push it in! Harder! Harder!"
Tom pounded her pussy hard. Without warning, he pulled it out. He watched her hips and cunt try to find him. He watched her head move on the pillow frantically. He crouched over her body, not touching her.
"With about two more strokes, I'll probably come," he said. "What about you?"
"Oh yes! Your jazz will set me off! Fill my cunt! Screw me! Fuck me!"
He dropped onto her awaiting body. His mouth found hers. His hands found her tits. Her open slit his cock easily found. Both bodies appeared to be one. Both quivered! Tom couldn't hold it! He thrust his hips into Helen as hard and as far as he could f His prick poured forth its cream! Helen felt his spouting wetness, tried to suck his cock into her with the lips of her cunt! Then she came! She screamed with the emense pleasure! Both fainted.
Tom awoke shortly, pulled himself away from her body. Their juices were still running out of Helen's pussy. He untied her ankles and her wrists. When he touched her hair, she opened her eyes.
"That was a fantastic come, honey," she said quietly.
Tossing the ropes near the drapes, he crawled into bed with her. His hand felt one of her tits. He kissed her tenderly. I thought you'd like it."
"I did but not at first. You know I was so hot!"
"Yes. That's why I did it."
"You bastard," she said and kissed him. Her hand found his prick and fondled it. In this position, they fell asleep.
CHAPTER TWO
When Ron and Sue reached their bedroom, they lost no time in getting down to business. He pushed her back on the bed, tried to mount her. But she braced her elbows and held off his hips.
"What the hell is this?" he asked.
"Lover, I'm not ready yet. I'm dry down there. You'll hurt me. Without any Vasoline, you'll have to give mother nature some time to work."
"All right, baby, finger it! Work up the juice. I'll watch. Tell me when you're ready."
Sue lay back, spread her legs. She looked at Ron, blew him a kiss, reached down to find her snatch. Separating her cunt lips, and she stroked her dry groove. Ron sat in a chair in the room and watched, slowly beating his meat. He knew she was an exhibitionist. She liked to show off her tits whenever she could. Often, when they were driving around campus after classes, she would open her blouse. Turning to Ron so people outside the car couldn't see, she'd say, "I didn't wear a bra today. Thought you'd like to see what I've got waiting for you tonight. Look at these two darlings." She would look down and stroke her nipples till they stood out, straight and stiff. What a girl!
On the bed, she was still working on her cunt. Her entire body started to move to the rhythm of her fingers. The juice was flowing. She put two fingers deep into her honey pot, withdrew them, put them in her mouth, licked them clean. Turning to Ron, she winked and said, "I'm ready for that screw, honey."
Ron moved from his chair to the bed. Her open cunt was eagerly awaiting his throbbing organ. She raised her arms to accept him onto her body. She was such a glorious girl to fuck. Who wouldn't want to be cushioned by her luscious ass, by her enormous breasts? He pumped himself into her with solid strokes.
"This is good! This is groovy!" she moaned.
"I like socking it to your hairy twat, baby," Ron said and kissed her deeply.
Their tongues ran crazily in each others mouth. He touched her face, her hair. She reached down his back, touched his ass. Her fingers moved to his deep furrow between the cheeks. They moved up and down till they touched his asshole, brown and puckered.
"Open more, lover. I want to get up there," she panted.
He moved his legs apart further to allow her fingers to go anywhere. She rubbed the shit hole. However, it was too tight. She put her finger into her mouth to get the necessary warm lubricant, returned to his crack. She placed her finger over his hole. When he drew back to thrust forward into her, it opened slightly, allowing her finger to work its way a little way up his shit tube. Again. Again. Her finger was into his asshole to the first knuckle. Again he moved. This time she pushed. Two inches of her finger was in! With her other hand, she groped for his balls which banged at her ass. She held them squeezed them gently. Ron fucked her harder, harder. The pleasure was building in Sue also. Both moved to a fast, unheard jungle beat. His prick moved in her cunt! Her finger moved in his asshole! His nuts were cupped in her warm hands! She began to come!
"Fuck! Screw! Piss! Fuck! Screw! Piss!" she kept repeating, pouring her love juice onto her hands! She began to come!
"Fuck! Screw! Piss! Fuck! Screw! Piss!" she kept repeating, pouring her love juice onto her hands, his balls, his cock.
Her words sent him into a frenzy! Faster his hips moved against hers. His hands left her head to hold her ass tightly against him! With one last lunge, he buried his cock into her to its base! His hot semen shot into her wide-open love nest!
They untangled their bodies and lay side by side on the large bed. Ron looked in the drawer of the table next to the bed. Finding a container of cigarettes and a lighter, he lit two-one for himself, one for Sue. This was a marvelous way to welcome in the new year!
"How was my fucking, honey?" Sue asked.
"As good as ever."
"You were pretty good yourself. Hey, could you hand me that bedspread you threw on the floor? I want to get some of this scum out of my twat. It's great hot but not so good cold."
"He handed her the spread and watched as she somewhat cleaned herself. He finished his cigarette and put it in the ashtray. He lay back, put his hands behind his head. He appeared content: his eyes were closed and there was a smile on his face. Sue finished smoking, leaned over his body to put out her cigarette. Her tits rubbed against his chest. She lowered her body and kissed him deeply.
"I want some more loving," she cooed.
"Baby, I'm not a machine. I shot a lot into you, you know."
"I know. But you know I'm a glutton. I want more."
"Maybe in a little while."
"Let me help you get that big dick up."
She began licking him. Beginning at his eyes, her tongue touched his nose, cheeks, mouth. Both mouths opened for a long soul kiss. She moved on to his neck, his shoulders, his arms, his hands. Her mouth sucked each finger. She moved to his chest, his navel. Her tongue want to his thighs, his calves, his feet. Again, like with his hands, she sucked every toe. Back along his calves, his thighs. She kissed his pubic hair. Her tongue licked in circles. She lowered her open mouth and sucked the hair-covered skin. Slowly, his prick was beginning to harden. Looking at it, she raised her head.
"It's beginning. But I want it a lot bigger, a lot longer, and a lot suffer."
Lowering her head, she licked his balls, slapping them gently with her tongue. Moving closer, she ticked them in figure eights. His cock was nearly as large as it would go when her tongue found it. From the tube that went from the base to the head she licked. His dick began to throb.
"Ronnie wants Sue's hot pussy?" she asked, looking at the reddening cock.
"Damn right! Hop on Sue and let's get to some good fun-fucking!"
Sue bent once more. This time to engulf his hard-on in the warmth of her mouth. When it touched the back of her throat, she slowly drew her head up and off it. Sue gave the head one final kiss.
Her knee straddled outside his thighs when she lowered herself. Her hand went underneath to find his cock. With his peter in one hand, she opened her cunt with the other and softly lowered onto it.
"Okay, love," she said. "Sock it to me!"
Up and down he bucked. Sue locked her ankles around his knees. Harder he moved. He arched his back and legs trying to push his prick deeper into her belly. The bed rocked violently.
"Hey! Not so hard, wonderful man! This bed might break!"
Ron eased his movements. They began a slow fuck. He reached up to grab one of her tits in each hand. Slowly he handled them. His thumbs caressed her nipples. Sue threw back her head. Her face moved from side to side while her voice moaned quietly. Her hands found her bush and rubbed the erect clit. They moved slowly. Never stopping, Ron's cock moved into her warmth, then drew back again.
"Fuck me!" she moaned to herself.
His hands continued to send happy sensations throughout her body. She fingered her button a bit faster.
"I can't help it, Ronnie! I'm going to come! I'm going to come!"
He continued fucking her slowly. Very slowly.
"Oh! I'm coming! I'm....com ...ing! I'm...."
Sue's fingers stopped and her head dropped forward. Still, Ron did not stop the action of his cock. In slowly. Back to the wet cunt lips. In again. Hands always moving on her gigantic tits.
As if in a dream, her hips began again to move to his tempo. Her eyes were still down and closed but now she was slowly fucking back! She couldn't stop herself. Sue opened her eyes and watched him.
"Tryin to double my pleasure, double my fun?" she questioned.
"Naturally."
"Fine," she sighed.
Up and down went his cock. Her cunt opened and closed to meet him. Slowly. There was a wet sound as he slid way up her love slit. He pulled her tits a bit harder to get her attention.
"It's my turn now," he said.
She smiled, closed her eyes again, and kept on with the terrific slow fuck. This time, his prick delivered a smaller quantity of come than before but it was hot and sticky and something Sue loved. He gave her a few last jabs with his rapidly deflating cock. This was enough to bring her to a climax. She eased herself off it. She lay next to him, her arms around his neck, her legs rapped around his thigh. Her wet cunt was pressed tightly against him. Sue was satisfied.
"Want the bedspread again?" Ron questioned.
"No."
"Our come juice will get cold."
"Not if I keep my legs around your thigh and you pull the covers over us." He pulled up the covers. Both rested.
CHAPTER THREE
Lee and Barb were the next to find their bedroom. Barb's cunt ached for Lee's dick. She ran to the bed, threw herself on her back.
"Hurry, Lee! I'm so ready!"
He didn't lose much time. He put his rod into her warmth, began to rock. She drew him tighter into her pussy.
"Honey, I've waited a week to feel that! It's so long! So hard! It drives me out of my mind!" she panted.
His mouth sucked a tit while his prick pounded away below. They both had waited too long. Both came nearly at once. They turned to their sides, his soft cock still in her wet, sperm-filled cunt.
"I needed that," she said. "So did I. Barb, you know Jean and I talked about you."
"Yes."
"She said you were a virgin till last semester."
"Yes."
"What happened to make you go after the better things in life?"
"Jean was the cause."
"Good for old Jean. Tell me the story. Don't make me keep asking you questions. Tell me."
"Okay. But don't tell anyone else. Jean promised not to."
"All right. I promise. Go on."
"Well, I was arbitrarily assigned a room this school year. As luck would have it, Jean and I found ourselves together. At first, I thought she was like every other girl at school. You know, looking for a little fun at school but with a guy back home. She was so outgoing. I was sure she didn't go down for everybody. At first, I thought she was a virgin like myself.
"I began to wonder about Jean when I found some of the books she was reading. Every once in a while, I'd find books on her desk which I had always heard of as being pornographic."
"Like the Henry Miller on the bus?" Lee interrupted.
"Yes, like the Henry Miller. Anyway, the books I found had corners folded back in them. Curious, I read some of those pages. God, I never thought, never dreamed anyone could write like that! I would always replace the books in exactly the same place where I found them. Jean never knew I had seen them. At least she pretended that she didn't know.
"But this didn't help me. As I read more and more of her books, I got more sexually interested and sexually aroused. It's very uncomfortable for a virgin to find out about these things."
"Why didn't you finger yourself to relieve the pressure?" lee asked.
"I was innocent. Lilly white. I didn't know how, as funny as it may sound. But this was only at the beginning. I had no idea why my cunt itched when I read her books. I found that I could sooth myself a bit if I'd rub my mound through my clothes when a passage became too much for me. Often, I got so hot I thought I was going to faint.
"After about a month or so, I finally found out what I had to do with myself and to myself. It was in a book about a young virgin who found out about the ways of love from her maid and her maid's lover. I had to rub myself, push something up my pussy! That afternoon, I put Jean's book back in place. I looked at the clock and saw that no one would be around the dorm for another hour or so. Two days a week my classes finished before the other girls who lived on our floor. These were the days I'd read Jean's books. But right then the important thing was that I had time to be alone.
"I nearly ran to the wash room. Sliding shut the lock on the John's door, I removed my skirt and panties. I sat on the stool. My cunt seemed to be calling to my hands. When my fingers reached my love slit, it was all wet. I wondered if I had pissed a little while reading. Then I remembered from the story that all girls are wet down there when they want sex. The story also mentioned something about a woman's clitoris. I pulled open my still-innocent cunt to see if I could see my clit. Sure enough! It's little pink head was visible. It was throbbing to the fast beat of my heart. Slowly and carefully, I inserted my finger. Rather I tried to insert my finger. I was very tight. But I found, like the girl in the story, I could get just as much fun if I rubbed my clitoris. As I rubbed, my twat itched more and my fingers moved quicker on the clit. I came big and then apparently blacked out. The next thing I remember is hearing some girl washing her hands. Some of my juice was on my thigh as well as on my fingers. I wiped myself as best I could on the toilet paper. I flushed the toilet to be rid of the evidence and went back to my room.
"About fifteen minutes later, Jean came in. She was her usual happy self. After briefly telling me about her day, we sat down to study for an hour before we went to dinner in the cafeteria. I had not studied for fifteen minutes when I realized that there was a strange smell in the room. What was it? Oh, it's probably nothing, I thought. It will go away. But it didn't. The smell became stronger. When I rested my head in my hands, I knew what it was! I was smelling my own juice! If Jean could also smell it, I would the! But she didn't seem to smell it. I continued studying. In awhile, Jean said that it was time to go to dinner. We both closed our books and headed out of the room. Before I got to the door, Jean stopped me and gently told me to go wash my hands. When I was through washing, she said, put some of her hand cream on them. Blushing, I did as she said. The smell went away. Jean and I went to dinner. I kept my eyes down, afraid she'd say something. She didn't. When I glanced at her while we were walking, she had a peculiar grin on her face. It was a grin that said she both knew what I had done and was glad that I had jacked myself off."
During the story, Lee's cock began to grow while in Barb's cunt. Only slightly moving, he began to fuck her again. His action wouldn't make them come but would keep both of them stimulated while she continued her story.
"All this time, I dated on weekends. Jean dated during the week, too, but not me. My dates wanted to park. That I didn't mind. However, I always stopped them when they touched my breasts through my sweater or blouse. They did make me pretty hot though. Since Jean and I would get back at curfew time, I went to bed frustrated. I couldn't wait till Monday night to finger myself when Jean was away.
"One night, Jean's date called and said he was sick. This left her night open and she decided to go to bed early. She went to bed while I stayed up to study for a test I had the next day. About one o'clock, Jean began to toss and turn. I thought nothing of it and continued studying. But Jean's tossing and turning kept on and she began mumbling something. I could not make out her words. However, I became worried. I touched her shoulder, trying to awaken her. She didn't awaken, continued to mumble. I could hear words such as 'lower' and 'harder'. I shook her again and this time she opened her eyes. I asked her if anything was wrong. She said that she was merely having a dream, thanked me for getting her up. I went back to study, Jean went back to sleep.
"But in a short time, she opened her eyes. She said she couldn't sleep now that I had awakened her. But, she said, she knew of a way to re-, lax. Jean asked me if I masturbated. I knew I couldn't deny it. Yes, I told her. Then would I mind, she asked, if she tossed herself off in front of me. No, I said softly, blushing. She threw back her covers, wiggled out of her nightie bottoms. With one leg on the floor and one leg bent on the bed, she played with her cunt. I tried to study. I tried to put my head in my books to pretend I wasn't there. But I couldn't! I had to watch! I couldn't take my eyes away from Jean's cunt. Her fingers moved! Her ass moved! Quicker and quicker! Juice was pouring from her! God, was she moving! Then she spent.
"Jean looked at me with dreamy eyes and thanked me. I nodded, pretending that I was used to seeing things like that. She calmed and fell asleep. But I was worked up. I scooted up my dress and fingered myself through my panties. After I came, I could go back to study."
"So what guy popped your cherry?" Lee asked.
"No guy."
"Come on. It had to be a guy."
"Well, if it were a guy, it's you."
"Me!" he said amazed.
"There's more to my story before I get to that."
"Well, go on!" Lee drove his hard-on into Barb a little more.
"Now, everything was out in the open. We both knew the other masturbated. Both knew we enjoyed reading erotic books. As a result, whenever either of our cunts were hot, we'd get on the bed and jerk-off. We'd watch each other, often commenting. Sometimes we'd do it at the same time to see who would come first. Everything was going along really fine. I wondered if the school selected roommates for other girls as well as they selected Jean and I. "One night, Jean came back from a date and I had just gone to bed. She caught me reading one of her books, fingering myself. She told me to wait awhile till she was ready for bed, said she'd show me something new. I waited and read, getting hotter and hotter. Finally she came back to our room from the wash room, wearing her robe. She told me to strip and spread my legs over the side of the bed. I did. She took off her robe. Both of us were nude.
"She knelt between my legs, saying that she wanted to do it for me tonight. As hot as I was, I couldn't say no. Her fingers turned me on! Rubbing my cunt hair! Touching my slit! Her fingers spread my love lips, exposing its pink inside. Her fingers rolled and rubbed my clit! I came so quickly! I poured onto her hands!
"I had my eyes closed, enjoying the pleasure. Suddenly, her fingers were gone and in their place was something warm and wet. I opened my eyes to find Jean had buried her head in my pussy! She was lapping up my juice and wanted more! I put my legs over her back, clamped my thighs around her pumping head! I tried to make her mouth and my cunt become one! Again my love juice ran from my body! Her mouth received my climax!
"I laid weakly on the bed as Jean got from her knees. She said she'd thought I'd like that. I promised I'd eat her snatch sometime when I had more strength. She agreed and lay on her bed. I fell asleep watching her as she fingerfucked. She was fingering the cunt which I would soon love to suck.
"For the next two weeks, we played stink finger and sucked each other off every night. During the day, all we could talk about was sex. She'd tell me how wonderful it was to have Lloyd's cock deep within her pussy, how great it was to have his jazz fill her mouth. One night we were talking about guys and dicks and fucking. She asked me if I were still a virgin. A little ashamed, I said yes. She found it hard to believe. Didn't I give out to the guys on weekends? No, I admitted. She told me I didn't know what I was missing. She said that the first time it would hurt too much. Jean smiled", informed that she'd fix it for me tomorrow night.
"The next night we both stripped as usual.
We chose my bed to sleep in that night. As Jean crawled in next to me, she put two things on the floor which I couldn't see. She started to fingerfuck me. I asked her if this was all she was going to do. She said definitely not. She just wanted to ease me into it. Her fingers made me very hot like they always did. When she removed her fingers, I thought she'd eat my cunt but no! She reached to the floor and took what she had placed beneath the bed. In her hands was a large candle and a jar of Vasoline. Then she opened my slit and placed the foreign object in. It's too big, I told her. Relax, she said. Some men have bigger ones, she informed me. But it will never fit, I pleaded, knowing that if the candle went into my pussy, it would hurt me. She assured me it would fit and that I'd love it. Slowly she pushed. God, how it hurt! The candle moved in and out till it was half buried in me. It came to a barrier. This will hurt, Jean said. Rub your tits, she said. I did. I was beginning to moan and squirm. My cunt was used to the candle. Then Jean pushed! The candle had broken the thin membrane that had kept me a virgin! I jammed my hand into my mouth to keep myself from screaming! Jean kept fucking me with the candle. Soon, I grew used to it. It was great! I came.
"Jean pulled the candle from my cunt and ticked the juice on it. Looking down at my unvirgin twat, I saw blood on the sheets. What should I do! Don't worry, Jean said. The maids know all about these things. She told me to go to sleep. My cunt, she said, might hurt the next day. Jean was right on both counts. The maid said nothing when she changed the sheets. Also, my cunt was very sore the next day. I could hardly walk so I skipped the day's classes. Eventually the pain went away."
"So Jean and a candle did it," Lee said.
"Yes."
"Then why didn't you find a boy to get in that beautiful love hole of yours?"
"Jean did it two weeks ago. The next guy I met was you."
"Well, which do you like better? The candle or the real thing?"
"The real thing! Your cock is so much bigger and warmer!"
Barb moved with lee's fucking motion which he had continued throughout her story. The action increased and brought them to another loving come.
CHAPTER FOUR
Carol and Dick went calmly to their bedroom. At least as calmly as two people who would soon be fucking could. Dick thought back when he married Helen earlier that year. He remembered when Tom married Carol a month later. Dick also thought back to when the two couples began to swap mates. It first began without any of them intending on it to happen.
The four had gone to a show one Friday evening. Afterwards, Carol and Tom invited them back to their home for a drink. Sitting around the dining room table, drinking, discussing the movie, Carol suggested they move to the living room to either watch television or listen to records. Television turned out to be boring. Records were turned on. The fights were low and dancing followed. There was more drinking. The four were greatly aroused and partners were changed regularly. Carol realized what was happening and suggested that they all stop, which they did. Again, they sat around and talked and drank. Soon, the conversation turned to sex. By now, all had drunk enough not to mind what happened. Carol didn't seem to mind at all. Dick commented on various positions in which he and Helen used to make love. Fully clothed, they demonstrated on the rug. Carol and Tom knew other positions and showed Dick and Helen. Everything was. still in hand. Then the mood changed when Tom went to the kitchen to refill their drinks.
Helen knew she had enough and followed him to tell him not to mix another for her. Alone in the living room, Dick said he was sorry that he had an erection after the demonstration, thinking he was embarrassing Carol. She moved closer to him, unzipped his fly, and said she didn't mind. In fact, she said, she loved it. At the same time, Tom was fucking Helen in the kitchen.
Neither couple went home that weekend. And these meetings were continued every other weekend. Their activities increased the love of each for his or her spouse.
Again, Carol and Dick were going to bed, were going to fuck. When they entered the bedroom, Carol kissed Dick on the neck.
"That was nice. What was it for?" he asked.
"I want something."
"Something?"
"Yes. Something we've never done before."
"What's that?"
"Will you do it?"
"Okay, if I can. What is it?"
"Come with me." Carol led Dick into the bathroom connected to their room. Dick wondered what was going through Carol's mind. Of all the people at the party, he knew Carol was the most way-out sexually.
"Turn around," said Carol as she dropped to her knees. He did and could feel her tits press into his thighs. Her hands spread the cheeks of his ass. Her head came forward to his crack. She ran her tongue up and down the long, deep channel.
"Well, I'll be damned," Dick thought.
She toyed with his asshole but soon resumed licking his crack. She spread his cheeks further apart and continued licking. Raising her head, she said, "Bend over the John."
Again he followed her orders. She still licked his ass but now she lingered longer at his small, brown hole. Placing her fingers as far in his crack as she could, she again pulled. His asshole opened slightly. She sank her tongue deep inside. She fucked his ass with her tongue! Her tongue entered his shit tube as far as it could reach. She could smell his shit. After licking deep in the hole, she removed her tongue. Back in her mouth, she could taste his shit.
"She enjoys eating turds!" he thought, amazed.
Again she dived for his open hole to smell, to taste. She stopped licking but her hands kept Dick's ass spread. Her head bent forward, her lips formed a tight circle around his anus. From her throat came a deep, strong suction. She swallowed and returned to her sucking.
"Stop," he said, "or I'll shit in your face."
"Good! That's what I want!" Carol said, pulling back her head, licking her lips. "I'll lie on the floor. Squat over my head."
She lay with her back on the cold tile. He sat on his haunches, his ass over her innocent face. She positioned his asshole over her mouth.
"Go ahead," she said. "Shit. Drop a tasty brown turd down my throat!"
Dick strained but couldn't. Although he felt like he needed to crap before, now the feeling had left him.
"I can't now. Suck my ass some more. Maybe then," he said.
With her hands holding his ass in place, she sucked as hard as she could. He felt a turd getting ready to drop. He grunted. Carol stopped mouthing his asshole.
"I can see it! Just a little more, honey! It's ready to drop. Just one more squeeze! Just one more!"
He did squeeze and a small turd dropped directly into her wide open mouth. She chewed it and swallowed the brown shit. '
"Thank you," she murmured. "I love that! Tom won't do that to me: he thinks it's too dirty."
Dick reached for paper to wipe himself.
"Don't!" she cried. "Let me." She licked his crack till it was clean.
"You know," Carol stated, "When I swallow men's turds, I have an orgasm. If you don't believe me, look for yourself." He opened her hairy cunt and found her wet from a recent orgasm. He stood up.
"Well, is that all?" Dick said.
"No."
"I suppose you want me to piss down your throat."
"Oh yes! Please do it!"
"Now hold it, Carol. You can suck shit out of me but if you suck my cock, I'll just cream in your mouth."
"I know, lover. But I also know how to make you piss when we get the hard-on down."
She went to the sinks. Into one she put cold water, into the other hot. Smiling, she indicated for Dick to approach.
"Know what to do? Put your hands in the cold water. When they get used to it, put them in the hot. Keep changing back and forth. I'll be near. You'll see."
Dick didn't understand but did as told. She was very close, as she had said. She was in front of him on her knees, awaiting his piss. He put his hands in the cold water till nearly numb, then into the hot till he couldn't stand it. He noticed that he was concentrating more on the temperature change than sex. His hard-on was dropping. After a few more times in both basins, he was entirely limp.
"See what I said," Carol cried. "Keep it up and you'll piss soon."
He kept moving his hands. Hot water. Cold water. It was sending chills up and down him. He did have to piss!
"I feel it coming," he said. "Open your mouth or you won't get any."
She put his limp dick in her mouth, being careful not to touch it with her tongue for that might excite him into another erection. Back and forth his hands moved. His piss boiled up in him! He was forcing himself to hold back. Carol could feel him resisting.
"Don't hold back," she mumbled through her prick-filled mouth.
He didn't. He pissed down her throat! Into her mouth! She consumed it as fast as she could. When she couldn't keep up with the yellow stream, it ran from the corners of her mouth onto her neck, shoulders, and tits. He was done pissing. She removed her mouth but remained with her mouth pointed directly up at his limp organ. He shook the last few drops down her eagerly awaiting throat.
"First the food, then the wine, eh?" he said.
"Oh yes! And the wine was vintage!"
By now, looking at her bathed in his piss, remembering that she had recently eaten his shit, his cock began spasmodic leaps upward. Carol was still rubbing her hands over her body which was soaked in Dick's piss, bringing her hands to her mouth for the few remaining tastes.
"Men's piss makes me come, too," she said, licking her hands. She looked at him and saw his cock beginning to swell. "Go into the other room. Yank it a little to get it up. I'll take a shower to clean off and help you with your arising predicament."
Dick went into the other room, lay back on the bed. He heard the shower begin, quickly end. He beat-off slowly to get his cock ready. Carol came from the bathroom, smelling of fresh body powder.
"Now what?" Dick said, still pulling on his cock. "How would you like it now?"
"My favorite way!"
"Up your ass?"
"Up my ass!"
He rolled to one side of the bed while Carol got on the bed, turned onto her stomach. She raised her ass, put her head on a pillow. Her hands moved to either side, on each cheek, to open her asshole as wide as possible. Dick moved behind her. He spit in his hand to grease up the hole. He spit in his hand to grease up his cock. His hand held his cock and rubbed it along her crack.
"Hurry, honey! I want it badly!"
Her hands had spread her ass cheeks far enough to allow him to fit in the head of his prick. Her asshole was tight. Not as tight as months ago when they first fucked this way but still tight. He pressed into her a little more with his hips.
"It hurts! It hurts! But feels so good!" she strained.
He pushed again. Only another inch to go. Another push. He was in her all the way! Slowly he moved in and out. Her shit ring was loosening. He increased his movements. Her hand moved for her clit. Faster! Faster! They pumped and bucked! His balls banged against her cunt! Her ass tightened on his cock!
"Baby, I'm going to shoot this to your throat! How do you like my dick reaming your asshole?" he said while his nuts banged harder on her dripping cunt.
"I love it! I love it! I love it! Fuck my asshole! Fuck my asshole!" Carol breathed wildly.
He shot his warm, wonderful come into her asshole! Into her intestines! She came on her fingers!
"That feels so good, so warm!" Carol said softly.
She was flat on her stomach, he was still in her asshole. He pulled out with a popping sound, rolled over onto his back. She quickly bent over him to lick off bits of her shit which remained on the sides of his cock. Dick shook his head while he watched her.
"She looks so sweet and pure," he thought. "Well, you never can tell. The way they look on the outside isn't always what they're like on the inside."
CHAPTER FIVE
Downstairs, Lloyd had finished fucking Jean. They were ready for number two. His long prick was high on his stomach and looking dangerous. Jean was moving her ass across the rough couch.
"Let's go again," she said, grabbing for his dick. Lloyd moved away.
"Not that way. Another way. Open up."
She spread her legs wide. Lloyd moved to the floor. His hands moved to her bush. Spreading her cunt, his lingers went right to her clitoris.
"Oh, that's it! That's the spot where Mama wants you!" Jean groaned.
He moved his fingers across the delicate bud. It was throbbing bright red. Her juice was running out of her cunt onto his fingers. Her hips moved with the frantic fingers! More juice gushed from her!
"Oh, honey! I'm so wet! Your hands! I'm sorry!" she gasped.
"Give me some more, Jean. I like juicy cunts!"
He kept on and on. His hands were drenched with her love juice. Still, he kept on. Seeing that she couldn't take much more, he stopped.
"Want a taste?" Lloyd asked. She grabbed both his hands and licked them clean, sucked each finger.
He lowered his head to her bush. His tongue licked her wet gash, trying to push his head into her twat. Again, his tongue found her clit. Quickly licking, her felt more of her wetness fill his mouth.
"God! Oh, God!" she moaned. Her hands held his head in place. Her hips bucked against his mouth.
"God! Oh, God!" she moaned. Her hands held his head in place. Her hips bucked against his mouth.
When she was too exhausted to move and lay quietly, he stopped tonguing her clit but gently nibbled on it with his teeth.
"Lover, please stop! I can't stop coming! I can't stop coming! It's so good! Oh! Eat my pussy! Eat my cunt! Lick my juice!"
His tongue was flicking over Jean's clit. All the while, Lloyd was busy jacking himself off. His hand held his prick tightly, pulled the skin back and forth quickly. He couldn't wait any longer!
He pulled Jean's hands from his head and stood up. With one hand rubbing his balls and the other jacking-off his dick, he spurted his come juice over her body! On her cunt! On her stomach! On her face! Jean tried to catch some in her mouth! He was done. Jean rubbed his sperm all over her body, on her arms, on her stomach, on her legs.
"That was terrific! You're the greatest!" she smiled at him, his white jazz still in her hair, some drying on her face.
* * *
Films
"I don't like to disturb you people like this, but it's time to get up. It's three o'clock. Everybody's due in the living room. You'll find robes in the closets."
Jean clicked off the house intercom. She went to the living room where Lloyd was getting ready for the next event: stag movies. Jean thought that since her parents were swingers, maybe they'd have some interesting things around the house. One day, while alone at home she hunted. In a basement chest under some blankets, Jean found what she was looking for-films! Her father must have had a collection of thirty or so. When her parents went away on one of their frequent 'business weekends' and Jean was left at home by herself, Lloyd came over and set up her father's projector and screen.
Dr. Longly had provided for movies to be shown in his new home. At one end of the living room, a screen electrically descended from a hidden box in the ceiling. The projectors-there were three, one equipped for sound-were behind a wall bookcase. The bookcase was full-height, divided into six parts across the wall. One of these parts swung open, behind was a professional projection booth. A part of the bookcase back slid aside to allow light to project through the glass. Therefore, one saw the films but saw no projector, heard no projector noise.
People began drifting downstairs in two's. Dick rejoined his wife Helen; Tom rejoined Carol. All sat quietly, talking to their dates rather than other couples. Drinks were passed to loosen up everyone. Jean had spiked them with some powder she had found in a sealed tin near the films. From experimenting with Lloyd, she knew what it would do to all of them! She knew that everyone soon would be drooling for each others bodies, with or without films!
"Where's Lloyd?"
"What's happening, Jean?"
"All right," Jean said. "Lloyd is back there, putting on some films." She pointed to the projection window. "Just watch them and do what comes naturally," she winked.
Lloyd came out of the booth, sat near the bookcase where he could adjust lights and projectors by remote control. He would only have to return to the booth to change reels. Jean joined him, stopping first at her parents' stereo to put on a stack of background music.
"There will be four movies," Lloyd said. "Hope you'll enjoy them." He dimmed the fights and started the first film.
CHAPTER ONE
There were two people sitting on a bed, kissing. The bed appeared to be against the wall of a totally bare room. Both were clothed. Both only kissed. They pulled apart and said something to each other. The man began to unbutton his shirt, the girl her blouse. He had opened his trousers when the girl interrupted him. She said something had turned from him. He understood, reached to her back and removed her bra. Her breasts were small but nice. He continued undressing. She removed her skirt and panties. Both were nude.
He rose from the bed while she swiveled around to lie back, opening her legs. There was a close-up of the girl rubbing her cunt. The man, who's cock was semi-hard, went to the foot of the bed. He lowered his head and began to nibble on her pussy. The girl's hands grabbed the sides of the bed, her head turning right and left. A close-up of the man eating her. Back to the girl's face. Everyone could see that his lips were beginning to effect her. Her hips began to move to the motion of his licking. The man brought her legs over his back. She locked them around his neck. Her ass bouncing at his open mouth. The camera moved from her face to her clutching hands to her moving cunt. The camera cut to a new scene.
Now the man was on the bed in the same position the girl had been. His organ was still semi-hard. The girl knelt at the foot of the bed this time. Her hands touched his cock, jacking him off. Her hands did nothing to improve his erection. She bent lower, rubbing his prick across her cheeks, across her closed lips. Holding his cock in two hands, she began to lick it. Way up, then down. She opened her mouth, taking in as much as she could. Pulling her mouth away, she licked the head of his cock. Her tongue concentrated on the small opening. His cock quivered. Every once in a while, she would move her head away to swallow. Now the dick was hard, pointing straight toward his navel. With one hand on its base, she began to give him a blow job. The camera moved in close to catch her bobbing head. Her mouth moved up and down his shaft! Her tongue moved to lick the cock within her mouth! She continued to suck him! Another cut.
She was on her back again. The man approached with hard-on in hand. She felt her slit open while he placed himself in her warmth. He lowered into her and began to fuck! He pounded away at her cunt! The camera explored them from every angle. A close-up of his balls banging against her ass. On and on they fucked! Cut.
The girl was bending over the bed, holding open her ass. The man was applying Vasoline to her asshole. He moved from the picture. He came back with a six inch flourescent lamp, one end rounded. His hand held open her shit hole as far as he could and tried to push the tube into her. He couldn't push it very far. He removed the tube, covered the lamp with Vasoline. Again he tried to push it into her. It slowly moved into her ass! After a few more strokes, the entire tube was buried! The socket connection peeped out her asshole. Quickly, the man greased his cock. He removed the light and in its place substituted his erect cock. He began to pump slowly at first. She reacted to him and fucked back! He increased the tempo! Both were banging away like two rams! With one final jab, he stopped. He pulled his prick out of her ass. Sperm trickled down into her cunt, onto her thighs. She turned and licked his member clean! The movie ended.
"That was fair," Dick said. "When are we going to see the good stuff?"
"There's more," Lloyd said as he entered the projection room.
"Good. I hope the next one turns me on."
"What do you mean 'next one'? This one was pretty good for you," said Helen. Before he could stop her, she opened Dick's robe, exposing a very stiff cock. Everyone, except Dick, laughed.
"That's okay, Dick," Ron said. "We all have one." He opened his robe to show a large hardon.
The next film was nearly ready. Barb whispered to Lee.
"This is too much!"
"It sure is!" he said.
"Honey, will you finger me during the next film? I'm awfully hot!"
"Sure. What can I expect in return?"
"I'll beat you off. Fair enough?"
"Okay." They both undid the robe belts, anxiously awaiting the next film. The lights dimmed. Lee and Barb opened robes to allow easier access to each others sex.
CHAPTER TWO
On the screen were two women, both around twenty-five. On was small and petite. Although her breasts were large, her hips were those of a girl. She had long blond hair. She wore a mask. The other woman had dark hair cut short. She appeared to be of Spanish descent. Her build was average. She wore no mask. Both wore slips.
The blond sat in an easy chair with the brunette on her knees between the blond's open thighs. The brunette raised the others slip to expose her panties. Through the shear material, blond cunt hair could easily be seen. The dark girl put her hands on the blond's mound and rubbed. She stopped after only a short time, kissed her bush, and rose. Moving behind the chair, she helped her remove the straps from the blond's shoulders. The blond wiggled out of the slip, putting it next to the chair. She remained in panties and bra. The brunette kissed her on the mouth. The blond bent slightly forward. The dark girl unsnapped her partner's bra which was quickly discarded. They kissed again, tongues touching this time. The brunette returned to her kneeling position between the blond's legs. After stroking the light haired cunt a few times, she lowered her head, sucking cunt through the panties. She reached up to feel the blond's large breasts. When the blond began to roll her hips, the dark haired girl dropped her hands to pull down the remaining garment. Tongue met cunt. A close-up of the blond's masked face. A close-up of the cunt-licker. Cut.
The two women had changed places. The brunette was also nude. The same sequence was repeated, only this time the blond sucked off the dark haired girl. She raised her head. The brunette smiled and stood up. They exchanged a long deep kiss. Taking her hand, the brunette led the blond to the next room which turned out to be a bedroom. They fell onto the bed, rubbed their hairy cunts on each others thigh. Rapidly, they fucked each other. They moved in a frenzy! The camera caught every action. The faces. Their cunts. Their tits rubbing against each other. Cut.
The blond lay back on the bed with her legs spread. The brunette was eating her out. The blond's fingers were moving in the dark haired girl's pussy. The blond pulled on the others leg. Never stopping her sucking, the brunette straddled the blond's head. Both lapped juicy cunts! A lesbian sixty-nine! The end.
A groan was heard when the movie ended.
"Hey, what's happening?" Sue said. They all looked around when the lights came on. Barb tried to quickly close her robe: Lee left his open.
"What have you two been doing?" Sue said with a smile.
"Nothing," Barb said, feeling herself blush.
"Nothing! Look at your hand!" Carol laughed. Barb's hand was filled with come. Quickly, she wiped it off on her robe.
"What were you doing, Lee?" Dick asked.
"A lot! Who wants to clean my fingers covered with Barb's love juice?"
"I do," said Helen. Lee reached out his hand. Helen licked his hand clean. She smiled at Barb.
"You taste wonderful," she said softly.
The next film began.
CHAPTER THREE
A title appeared: "The Picnic". A couple wondered into a clearing in a forest carrying a picnic basket. They spread a blanket, opened the basket, began to eat lunch. The man turned and kissed his date. The lunch was forgotten. They rolled on the ground kissing, touching each others body. Her hands moved to his fly, quickly unzipping him, pulling out his cock. She began to toss him off. He lowered the top of her dress to expose her tits. While her hands pulled on his prick, he raised her skirt, pulling down her panties. He kissed her tits. She became more active, rolled over on his big dick. They stopped for an instant to remove her dress which was now bunched at her waist and to remove the remainder of his clothes. The woman got aboard again and fucked for all she was worth! Cut.
They lay side by side. He had his arm around her, stroking a tit. She rubbed his drooping cock. Scooting down his body, she tried to put new life m his member by using her lips. Her mouth covered his cock, moved her head up and down. She played with his testicles, gently fingering them. Without any encouragement, she swiveled around, putting her cunt on his open mouth. The camera moved in for action closeups. A great sixty-nine!
The camera backed away to watch the action. From the forest, another couples came into the clearing. They did a double take. A tide: "What!". The sixty-niners raised their heads. Apparently, the two couples were friends. The two nudes, unashamed, sat up. The new couple sat down on the blanket to join them. They began to strip. The man was naked first. He reached over and squeezed the other girl's tits. She simply smiled. When the new girl had her bra off, the first man played with her tits. Both stopped. The girls lay on their backs awaiting a solid, long cock. The men complied. Both couples fucked. A tide: "A Foursome". While they were still screwing, the picture came to an end.
"How was that one?" Jean asked.
"Tremendous!" Ron said.
"How much longer do we girls have to wait for some hot cock," cried Carol.
"Soon," replied Jean. "There's only one more film."
Sue pulled Ron close to her. She needed to tell him something. Ron put his ear near her lips.
"I want to fuck!" she whispered in a desperate voice.
"Can't you wait for one more movie?"
"No! I need it now!"
"Others will see us," he warned her.
"I don't care! I need a big, warm, declious cock! Filly my pussy with your prick! Please, Ron!"
"But I want to watch the next movie."
"So do I."
"How can we screw and both of us see the film! I don't se;...."
"The way animals do it, silly." She kissed him and rubbed her fingernails up and down his thigh. The lights dimmed.
CHAPTER FOUR
On a bed were two Negro men and one blond white woman. The blacks wore masks; she did not. Her face was beautiful. She sat in between them doing nothing. The camera showed each face, each organ close-up. The girl moved her fingers to the black cocks. Her hands jacked both of them off at the same time. One of the men touched her hair, the other grabbed her tits. Over their inflating pricks, her hands moved with a constant speed. The two blacks smiled; the girl looked bored. Cut.
The girl lay on the bed with her ass on an edge and her feet hanging over. One of the blacks moved between her legs, touched her blond slit. He opened her as far as possible and tried to insert his mammoth cock. It was a monster! A good ten incher! Only its head would enter. Still holding open her love lips, he rubbed his cock over her cunt. He reached down with his fingers, rubbing some of the juice from her dripping honey pot on his club. Again he tried to enter. Again he couldn't. He eased himself forward till he met resistance and withdrew. Again he tried and withdrew. Her cunt was opening for him! An inch! Another! Still another! He was in her up to his enormous, black nuts! Her abdomen looked as if it would break! Slowly, the murderous pole moved back and forth. The blond began to come alive! She locked her legs around his waist awaiting every joyous thrust! A beautiful fuck!
The other black sat near her head. Happily, she eyed his big, black dick. Her hands touched his cock and balls. She was loving every minute of it! Harder her fucker moved! She was in heaven! Turning her face, she opened her mouth to accept the love of a second man. She mouthed his testicles. Her tongue ran up his penis till she could try to swallow the head. The camera moved back to view the blond girl, wild with passion, being fucked by a huge black man and at the same time, sucking another. Her fucker pressed harder! He was ready to come! One thrust! Two! His jazz shot up her womb! He withdrew. Her twat was filled with white come! She didn't leave the other man go. The camera moved in to carefully examine her white mouth wrapped around the black cock. She took it all! The black smiled, patted her head. He, too, was ready to shoot his wad. She kept moving her head on his cock. He stiffened with his orgasm! The girl's mouth filled, bulging her cheeks, and she swallowed. Again her mouth filled and she swallowed! She continued to suck! White come ran down the side of the black organ. She quickly licked it into her mouth! Finally her mouth freed the worn-out prick.
The final scene showed the girl on her knees, thanking each cock with a kiss. Each had given her so much pleasure!
The lights came up. Jean stood to tell them what she had hoped to do next. Lloyd rewound the films.
"No, I thought we'd....Hey, Ron and Sue!" Jean cried.
Neither of them heard her. Ron was over Sue like a male bull, pumping deep into her cunt. His hands rubbed her tits. Sue's head was wagging from side to side. She was experiencing multiple orgasms. Ron's dick banged harder and harder.
Everyone formed a circle around them and watched. Some of the girls were pulling on their dates' cocks; some of the guys had raised their girls' robes and were fingering their shit cracks.
"Rub a tit for me!"
"We want to see a good come!"
"Tighten your cunt, Sue! Don't let him escape!"
Ron and Sue glanced up to see the smiling faces. It didn't matter now! Both were riding high! So much pleasure! Ron knew he'd come with everyone watching. He didn't care! Fuck them all! His sperm squirted into her warm twat! They rolled over on the rug, tired. Sticky come hung along Sue's cunt hair.
"Bravo! Bravo!" everyone cheered.
"I sure hope you two have already been introduced," Dick laughed. Carol brought both a drink.
"What's next, Jean?" Barb asked. "Put all this living room furniture in a circle," Jean smiled. "We're going to play a game."
* * *
Another Came
The boys quickly formed the furniture circle. Everyone took a place next to their dates.
"I hoped you haven't played this before," Jean began. "I thought my game would amuse all of you. Remember how we played for chips as well as clothes in the poker game? Well, I remembered which of the men had the most chips at the end. The order, from most to least, was Dick, Ron, Lee, Lloyd and Tom.
"Now my game goes like this. Each guy will consult with his date what he wants to see any of us do. Tell us what to do and we'll do it. You can sit back and watch or you can participate. You can have a two part suggestion if both parts are related. Understand?"
Everyone nodded.
"Wait a minute," said Lee. "Do we rest between?"
"Don't worry. Those drinks will keep everything up. Also, don't touch anyone or yourself while you watch. That will spoil it. Keep on your robes when you aren't in the circle. It's sexier to strip when it's your turn.
"The only thing is that I have the final suggestion. I'm the hostess," Jean smiled. "Okay. The order is Dick, Ron, Lee, Lloyd and Tom. Go on, Dick.
CHAPTER ONE
Dick talked with Helen quietly. Then he turned to the rest.
"We've decided to begin slowly. The guys sit on one side of the circle, the girls on the other. We'll toss ourselves off. The person who shoots first gets a prize from either Helen or I."
They took their places. The robes were quickly discarded. Each boy grabbed his meat and pulled furiously. The girls spread their legs, moved fingers in their hot cunts. Faster! Faster! Lloyd looked up and saw five gaping cunt being fingered frantically and shot his load! This set off a reaction among the boys. Tom, Lee, and Dick followed Immediately. By now, the girls were wiggling on their seats. Sue rubbed a tit while she fingered herself! Jean's legs moved out and in! Jean came! Sue came! Carol and Barb followed. Only Ron and Helen kept on. They seemed to go forever.
"Shoot your come stream!" cried Jean to Ron.
"Move those fingers faster!" a boy said to Helen.
"Flip that clit!" Lee said.
Her fingers moved, pressed harder. She wanted more than fingers! She needed more! Helen looked at Ron's moving hands and came big!
Ron kept beating off. He couldn't seem to make his jazz come. Carol had an idea. She whispered something in Ron's ear. He smiled a wicked smile. His hands flew over his organ! He blew off his load!
"Hey," said Dick, "what did you tell him?"
"That's our secret," Carol said with a sly smile.
"Well, it looks like Lloyd and Jean are the winners. What's their prize?"
"We'll clean them with our mouths," Helen said.
Dick bent before Jean. His tongue swiftly removed her juice. She was squirming when he finished with her cunt, the surrounding hair, and her thighs. Helen licked Lloyd's stomach, cock and balls till they too were clean.
CHAPTER TWO
"What I want to do is simple," Ron said. "I just want to fuck Barb. Sue, however, wants more. Each of you guys have a job to satisfy her. She wants to beat-off Lloyd and Dick. Lee, you eat her cunt. Tom, fuck her between those huge tits: when you're ready to come, put it in her mouth. All of you must have her at the same time."
"Sounds fine with me," smiled Tom.
"Us too," the others said.
Ron took Barb's hand, helped lower her to the floor. He gently spread her legs wide. He whispered to her.
"You don't mind my fucking you?"
"Oh no! Please do!" Her two first fucks! she thought, and both in the same night!
Ron buried his face in her muff. His tongue made her roll her ass, brought forth her juices. He sucked both of her nipples before he lowered himself. With his cock deep in her, he fucked away! She grabbed his head, pulled it to hers. Their tongues crazily touched! Her hips rolled round and round while he moved his hot cock in and out of her cunt! More and more! Harder! Faster! The pleasure built! They mixed their final juices of love!
Sue got on her back, moving her ass on the soft rug. What a sexy broad! She held up her tits, pushed them together.
"Come and get it!" she said with a grin.
Tom hopped down between her tits. Lloyd and Dick put their stiff cocks in her hands. Lee opened her sexy cunt. They moved in unison. Lee licked her clit with great speed. In turn, she moved her hands quicker. Lee sucked on the pink bud, licked it more. He nibbled it and drove her ass wild! Both her hands moved on the two hard-ons! Lloyd and Dick both shot their white, creamy sperm! Now her hands were free. One sought Tom's asshole, the other Lee's head. She had already come three times! Tom had moistened his cock, pressed Sue's tits together. In the valley formed, his throbbing dick lay and began to fuck. Sue was high on love! Tom felt his jism building when her finger found his asshole.
"Sue! I'm ready!"
She raised her head and he sank his spurting cock deep into her throat! One spurt! Then another! Another! One more! then it was over. The boys raised themselves from her nude, sperm soaked body. Weakly, from the floor, she looked at the four and said, "Thank you very much! You all were so groovy!"
CHAPTER THREE
"What do you want to do, lee?" Helen asked. "Something to get this hard-on down!"
"What have you decided?" questioned Lloyd.
"Barb still has a virgin asshole. I want it."
"Wait a minute," said Jean. "That might hurt her too much. Do you want him to do it, Barb?"
"Yes," Barb said softly, her head lowered.
"Okay. I'll get the Vasoline," and Jean went for the ointment. She returned, handed the jar to Lee. "Be careful," she warned him. tee shook his head understandingly.
Barb crouched, holding her ass cheeks open with her hands. Lovingly, tee tongued her crack. His mouth sucked gently on her asshole. After a final lick, he opened the jar. Covered with the jelly, he dabbed her small, brown hole. The jelly seemed to loosen the ring. He put jelly in the hole as far as he could reach which was merely to his first knuckle, tee covered his prick entirely with Vasoline. He was ready to ream Barb.
"Help me find your asshole," he said, leaning over her back.
She reached back through her legs, grabbed his slippery organ. He held her cheeks wide apart while she directed the hard-on. When the head touched her shit hole, tee gently pushed forward. Part of his cock head entered.
"Barb, does it hurt?"
"Not too much," she said through clenched teeth.
He pushed harder. The head slipped in. Barb winced with pain.
"It hurts now!" she gasped.
"Don't worry. It will feel good soon," he reassured her.
He pushed again. It was in an inch!
"Don't, Lee! Stop! It hurts too much!" Barb cried.
"Lee!" Jean said, feeling the pain of her roommate. "Stop! Do it to me but leave her alone!"
"It's okay now, Jean," Barb said quietly. "I want him to go on."
Lee pushed again, drew it back, pushed once more. Slowly, his cock was entering Barb's ass!
"It hurts so!" Barb moaned. "But feels so good! It hurts! It's so good! It hurts! It's so good!" she kept repeating.
Only another push! He was in! Her ass took his entire eight inches! lee pumped firmly. Her virgin shit hole gripped his cock tightly. His prick felt wonderfully warm! His cock was in the grasp of Barb's tight asshole!
"Barb, how does it feel?" lee asked as he pumped away.
"Oh so good! And your hairy huts swinging against my pussy! Oh so good!"
Firmly he banged her. From his balls boiled up his jism, filling Barb's shit tube. He pulled out. Her asshole was covered with a mixture of come, shit, and blood. Jean quickly bent to lick her roommate clean, to sooth the violated asshole. Jean raised her head to look into Barb's eyes. Did he hurt you, Jean's eyes read. Barb patted her hair lovingly.
"It was wonderful, Jean. It really felt so good."
CHAPTER FOUR
Everyone congratulated Barb for holding up so well. Helen said she fainted the first time she was ass-fucked. They all were concerned if Barb were okay, if she wanted to continue the game. Yes, everything was all right, she said. She didn't want to be a party-pooper. Besides, she wanted another come! It was Lloyd and Jean's turn.
"We've decided," said Lloyd, "that we want to suck you. Jean gets the boys and I get the girls."
Lloyd knelt between Helen's open legs and Immediately sucked her clitoris! His mouth instantaneously sent her into convulsions. She drew her thighs together covering his ears. Her hands pushed him further into her! His sucking felt so wonderful! She came!
Lloyd crawled to Sue's awaiting cunt.
"Where've you been, daddy!" she said. "I'm drooling for you!"
Sue spread her pussy with her hands. Lloyd wanted to make this bitch moan! He licked slowly in a circle. Her cunt was very wet. His tongue would press her clit and continue the circle.
"Suck me! Suck me!" Sue cried.
His tongue moved faster in the circle. Her hips pounded his mouth! Her large clit throbbed quickly! He sucked it hard!
"That's it! Suck my clit! Suck my clit!" she moaned.
Harder he sucked! He tried to draw the love button into his throat by suction! Her juice drenched his face, filled his mouth! She spent on his tongue!
"You're good, honey! Anytime you want to eat hair pie, give me a ring," Sue said softly to Lloyd.
Carol was fingering herself when Lloyd reached her. She had watched him suck the other two and she was hot to trot!
"I'm ready for you, Lloyd. Suck deep and I'll give it to you," she said removing her fingers from the gooey slit.
Lloyd sucked deep into her cunt. She pushed from her heels at the joy-giving mouth and came!
"That was quick," Lloyd said.
"Told you I was ready," smiled Carol.
He moved to Barb. She hadn't touched her body since the ass-fuck tee had given her. There seemed to be an alarmed look across her face.
"Anything wrong, Barb?" Lloyd asked.
"It just hurts a little to sit down."
"Always does the first time. That will go away. Do you want me to eat your pussy?"
"Yes! Please do! It will take my mind off my asshole. But be gentle. When I move up and down on my ass, this shit hole of mine pains terribly."
"All right. Very gently."
He proceeded slowly with an in and out fuck motion with his tongue. When her love liquid began, the tongue moved around the inside cunt lips. His mouth sucked her clit. Barb clenched her hands on the couch, then moved her fingers to Lloyd's shoulders. Her nails left deep, red marks on his skin. She had a long, drawn-out orgasm!
Jean determined to suck each guy's cock in a different way. In her mind she knew what she wanted. In her mouth she knew what she wanted! Dick was number one.
"Just sit back, Dick. I'll do the work," she said.
He leaned back and closed his eyes. He looked very comfortable. Jean kissed his cock. She opened her mouth and took in the limp prick placed before her lips. In her mouth, her tongue moved around the cock's sensitive ridge. It came alive in her mouth! It jumped as Dick's heart beat, filling her cheeks. Using one hand to hold it in place, Jean drew back on the hard-on. When her lips touched the cock head, she pressed her mouth deeply onto it till lodged deep in her throat. Again she did this but a bit faster. Soon, her head was bobbing as fast as it could! Up and down the shaft! Dick stiffened slightly and shot the sticky sperm into her awaiting mouth!
When she released the spent prick from her lips, Dick opened his eyes for the first time since she began. All during the blow job, he hadn't moved. Except for his throbbing cock, one would have thought she were sucking a dead man. Now he looked down at Jean, smiled, and nodded his approval.
"Well, let's see what I can do for you, Lee."
"Can your lips make my stiff prick-feel nice?"
"You'd better believe it! But I also want payment for services rendered."
"What do you want?" Lee asked. "A lot of jism to swallow."
"I'll do my best," he grinned.
Jean sucked Lee's nuts. One ball she mouthed with her warm breath. Then she mouthed the other. She ran her tongue from the base to the tip of his cock, returned to his testicles. Both sacks entered her wet mouth. Her tongue rolled each nut, pressing each to the roof of the mouth. Again she ran her tongue along his cock.
"Put it in your hot mouth, Jean! You're driving me up the wall!" Lee said.
"This is Mama's way," she cooed.
From nuts to cock her head moved. Licking balls! Running tongue up hard-on! Lee's prick was growing enormously large! The cock head was becoming redder and redder! It began to quiver!
"Quick, Jean! You mouth!" he panted.
She clamped her lips around his cock. The warm, wonderful, white come spurted. She swallowed! And again! Some of his juice escaped her sucking mouth and ran from the corners of her lips. Lee kept coming! She swallowed more jazz! Finally, he was finished. Jean's tongue licked the sperm from her own face.
"That was my best come of the night!" Lee said.
"I sure hope so! Your love cream really poured! It felt like a gallon. But I love the taste of
"Tom baby," purred Jean, "you're going to get a treat."
"Show me," he said. "My tongue will."
Jean grabbed his manhood and jerked it off till his prick was full size. She put her lips around only the head and didn't move her mouth. However, her tongue was busily moving across the tiny opening at the tip. Her hands massaged his testicles. She didn't have to wait long to taste his hot fluid of love.
"What's for me?" Ron asked.
"Remember how that fuck we had in high school almost put a baby in my tummy?"
"Yeah."
"Well, Stand up and see if you can fuck well enough to put a baby on my tonsils."
Ron got up and pumped his big dick into her opened lips. He could feel it hitting the back of her throat! What a mouth-fuck! His balls banged against her chin! Suddenly, he jammed himself forward, grabbed her hair, forcing her head to his body! He shot into her warm throat!
"How was that?" Ron asked.
Jean gargled the sperm, swallowed.
"Delicious!"
"Carol and I want to watch," began Tom. "This one has two parts. I'll tell you what I want. When that's over, Carol will tell you what she wants. I want to see Helen and Sue, Jean and Barb sixty-nine to a climax."
"Hey, wish I had thought of that," Dick said.
The four girls looked at each other. None of them wanted to admit what they felt. They, too, wanted to eat the other. It had been building in them all evening.
Sue lay on her back and Helen reversed herself on Sue's large, buxom body. They looked designed for each other. Helen's slight, slim body on Sue's totally feminine form. All night they had wondered how the other tasted.
Both lowered her head and munched. Helen's finger found Sue's asshole. Sue wiggled from side to side, obviously experiencing much pleasure. Helen spread her thighs wider to allow Sue's tongue to give her the maximum of love's joy. One could not see Sue's hairy twat beneath Helen's cascading, long hair. They really enjoyed their box lunches! A woman's mouth on a cunt knew what to do! Soon, it was over.
Across the circle, Jean and Barb were finishing. They loved men but they also loved each other. Sucking delicately, they brought each other to a climax. They arose and Jean kissed Barb deeply, running her tongue into her roommate's mouth, exchanging their own cunt juice.
"That was swell, girls," Carol said. "Now it's the boys turn to do the same thing. Dick and Ron, Lee and Lloyd."
The boys were stunned. It was one thing for two girls to sixty-nine. But guys! That was another matter.
"Wait a minute, Carol," lee began.
"Oh, come on, you guys," said Jean. "There's nothing wrong with a little taste of sperm."
"Go on, Ron," coaxed Sue. "Maybe you'll like it."
"Like hell I will!" he replied.
"Well, you did promise to finish the game," Sue said.
"Yes, but I didn't think this would happen!"
"Please, Lloyd, for me?" said Jean, softly, sexily.
"Well, if someone else will," he answered.
"It really isn't so bad," Dick said. "After watching Helen and Carol one night, Tom and I did it. It won't hurt."
Grumbling, the boys lay on the floor next to each other's cock. Dick began to suck Ron while Lloyd blew Lee. However, Ron and lee wouldn't touch their partners.
"Come on, you two, we wanted to see some action," Tom said.
"Barb and Sue, why don't you get down there and persuade them," smiled Carol.
The two girls dropped down near their dates. Hands found balls, tongues found assholes. The boys responded! They couldn't close tout the ass sucking and blow jobs from their minds! Their mouths wanted something, anything! They found hardened cocks awaiting!
The girls left them, sat down to watch the boys. Four male cocks in four male mouths! This was too much! It was a dizzying circle of dicks and mouths! They shuttered with orgasms! Four throats swallowed!
"Now was that so bad, Honey?" said Barb when Lee joined her.
"At first, yes. But then something happened. You know, Lloyd does taste pretty good!" Lee smiled and kissed Barb deeply.
CHAPTER SIX
"What's next, Jean? You wanted to go last," Tom said.
"Yeah, and it's a good thing to. Not only is the sun coming up, but look." Dick opened his robe to expose a drooping, red cock. "Even the special drinks don't help after awhile."
"That's the truth," said Ron.
"Then this will have to be the last game," said Jean. "It's a circle suck. With this many people, I don't want you to touch nor be touched by your date. That means the order of the circle will have to be Lee, Helen, Tom, Sue, Lloyd, Barb, Dick, Carol, Ron and myself."
"Which way do we go?"
They arranged themselves on the carpet, heads in cunts, mouths on cocks. The circle moved like a switching snake. A girl would have an orgasm and keep on going, keep on sucking, keep on being sucked! A moan came from one side of the circle moved like a switching snake. A girl would gave an orgasm and keep on going, keep on sucking, keep on being sucked! A moan came from one side of the circle! Someone stiffened! Still, they sucked! Asses twisted and turned! Bodies squirmed! Everyone had come at least once and the sucking continued!
People in the circle began to pass out, exhausted. Carol was the last one semi-conscious. Her eyes were closed. Mechanically, her mouth still worked! Though in a dead sleep, Dick's cock was somewhat erect. Her hands rolled his balls. She wanted more sperm! Harder! Faster! in sleep, his body twitched, giving up its final fluid of love! Although the amount was less than a half of a teaspoon full, Carol was satisfied. She, too, slept.
* * *
All Good Things Must Have An End
The ten bodies began to untangle late the next morning. It was the first day of the year. The sun was bright upon the snow. Trees stretched like black fingers. The air was crisp, and cold.
Everyone went upstairs to shower and dress. They returned to the dining room where Jean and Lloyd had prepared steak dinners for everyone. Though still weak from the night before, the meal helped perk up their spirits greatly and their bodies a little.
"I won't be able to fuck for a week," Helen said. "I sure hope not," her husband Dick smiled.
"How's three days?" she asked. Everyone laughed.
"As limp as I am," Dick continued, "I know it won't be tonight. Tonight I need sleep. Plenty of sleep."
"We all need that," Ron said. "Sleep and alone."
"Alone?" cooed Sue.
"Yes. Of course if you promise to just sleep, maybe I could use someone to warm my bed." Sue grinned.
The large brunch was finished. The girls wanted to help jean clear the table, help with the dishes.
"No, I'll do it. I only have to put the dishes in the washer. Besides, I have Barb to help me. And anyway, I don't feel like doing anything now."
At the door, they thanked Jean for such a great party. No one knew how anyone could top it. The last person remaining was Jean, Barb, and Lee. Jean left the two alone.
"Thank you, Lee. You've really made my holiday."
"You helped mine a great deal yourself."
"Will you come down to my school if you find time?" she asked. "If you want me."
"I want you." She stood on her toes, her cunt rubbed against his crotch, and kissed him.
"Seeing that you want me, what can I say?' "You can't say anything, you wonderful man!" Lee turned to go.
Wait!" Barb cried. She quickly unzipped him, knelt down, kissed his limp organ.
"I had to say good-bye to that little something that makes me love you, that little something that gave me so much pleasure." As Barb talked, she held his cock against her cheek. It was growing, coming back to life!
"It looks as if he's tired but not dead," lee said.
Barb pushed him down into a love seat in the entry.
"You can't leave till I finish my job," she smiled. Remaining on her knees, she crawled over to him, pulled off his trousers and underwear.
She kissed the tired cock head. She pushed it from side to side with her finger. It continued getting longer. While still flexible, she took it in her lips, wagged her head back and forth. She dropped it from her mouth, took it in her hand. She stuck out her tongue and began to lick it like a candy cane. lee's prick jumped to its customary length and thickness. Barb saw how big it had become and raised her head.
"Could I get a picture of you like this?"
"What do you mean? No one would develop pictures of this type."
"I know. But Jean's parents have a Swinger camera. Sixty seconds and a picture. Do you mind?"
"No. Go ahead. But I have to get a picture of you."
"Okay. I'll have to ask Jean where it is. Go in the living room and wait."
Lee waited in the living room and stripped. He looked out the window and pulled on his cock, thinking of nothing. Jean and Barb came into the room, both nude. They had undressed upstairs. Jean was carrying a camera. Barb was carrying many packets of film.
"How do we begin," tee asked. "Like this?" He spread his legs, put his arms around the back of the couch. His prick rose straight to his navel.
"That's great," Jean said as she moved the camera into place. Barb began to finger her bush. Erect dicks turned her on!
More pictures were taken. Every position possible.
Lee beating off.
Barb sucking tee.
Barb sitting on tee's prick facing the camera, his hands on her tits, her hands propped behind her head.
Lee eating Barb's cunt. Lee sucking Barb's ass. Barb tossing herself off.
Lee and Barb kissing with only their tongues while there hands felt the others genitals.
"God, I can't take any more pictures!" cried Jean. "I need some action."
A snow bird began to chirp. The sound traveled well through the cold air. It was a wonderful day. On this day in the Longly living room were three nude college students. Lee White was on his back with two girls over him. Barb James was rising up and down on his cock while Jean Longly sitting on his face, moving to an active tongue.
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The Ride Back
The bus ride back to school stopped as many times as the bus traveling in the opposite direction. As usual, the ride was long and sleep impossible. Besides Lee, there was an elderly couple making the trip. The bus was never as crowded going to school as it was coming home.
Lee's thoughts wondered back over the vacation. The magazine. Beating-off on the bus. The call. The sailor and his slut. Meeting Barb. Their mutual masturbation. Their first date and her first blow job. Then there was the party. The poker game. The bedroom with Barb. The films. The second game. The pictures. What a time!
He looked out the window, thought of school, and chuckled. "I wonder if they'll assign a paper in English class using the theme 'What I Did On My Christmas Vacation!"
