Sally stood in the shower, watching the water cascading down her tits as she prepared for her night's blind date. She had a blind date every now and then when her married friends took pity on her single condition. She wasn't exactly love-starved, but she sure was horny. She did all right for herself, but a blind date was very interesting once in a while. She knew he wouldn't be exactly her style ... her style being younger men ... but she hoped for the best.
Being in the shower surrounded by a cloud of steam, she felt very alone and private. It was like a secret little world where she could do whatever she wanted. As her hands rubbed her smooth skin, she began to be optimistic about the evening, and as she washed the, globes of her tits and soaped her nipples, her body tensed with anticipation.
While her mind was occupied with thoughts of her date, her hands washed their way down to her hips where the luscious feeling of the soapy water beneath her fingers sent shivers through her body. Sally rubbed very vigorously, and as her fingers washed closer and closer to the hairy mound between her legs, the juices of her cunt began to mingle with the warm shower water running down her thighs. She scrubbed the hair between her legs savagely, and delighted in the thought of having a really spic and span pussy. Her fingers crept closer and closer to the pink gash that was now throbbing with desire.
A little warmup before a date is always a good idea, she thought, her fingers slipping into the warm lips of her juicy cunt, washing and massaging her clitoris which stiffened and grew into a hard little nub.
When Sally masturbated, she was in complete control, and her skillful fingers could touch any particular spot with just the right pleasure and the maximum stimulation. She worked her cunt slowly and gently at first, and when the pangs of sexual frenzy began to grow in her belly, she rubbed a little harder and a little deeper. Soon she was rubbing her clit quite vigorously and sending two and three fingers at a time sliding up the slimy hole of her cunt.
With her other hand, she slowly slipped her finger along the crack of her smooth ass and made little circles around her puckered bung. Slowly and carefully she teased her asshole until it was sending flashes of pleasure through her body equal to the pleasure she derived, from her steaming twat. At just the right moment, she slipped her middle finger up her ass to the knuckle and began plunging in and out with the same ferocity of her hand that worked on her cunt. All of this plus the hard spray of the warm water put her into an absolute frenzy. As her head began to reel and her legs began to wobble, she slowly slipped down to a crouching position where her gaping asshole and sopping cunt were more vulnerable to her massaging fingertips. Faster and faster she worked on her holes while the warm feelings of excitement pulsated through her body. It wasn't long until a throbbing sensation of an orgasm began to grow in the pit of her stomach. Soon wave after wave of intense pleasure ran through her fingers, along her arms, and up her body. She began moaning lowly and softly, but before long she was crying out in an ever-increasing crescendo. The sound ricocheted off the walls of the shower and grew louder and louder in her ears. Her head reeled as she fell back against the cool tile of the stall.
She sat under the falling water and rinsed the exquisite essences of cunt and asshole off her fingers. She stepped out of the shower onto the soft rug of her bathroom floor, picked up the fluffy towel, and blotted the drops of water that covered her smooth pink flesh. After an orgasm like that, she was primed for a long evening of fucking, sucking, and whatever else she could dream up.
Her body still tingled from the recent orgasm, and the towel felt exciting as she passed it between her legs and up her ass crack and around her tits and all the way down her smooth, shapely legs. As a final touch, she lightly doused herself with powder and squirted some strawberry-flavored feminine spray into her open pussy. The coolness of the spray felt so nice as it came in contact with her warm, moist gash. She gave another short shot to her cute brown puckered asshole.
Now that her gorgeous body was scrubbed and scented, she began to think of the clothes she would wear. She walked into the bedroom and threw open the closet door and stood looking at her assorted sexy outfits. If she knew more about the man she was about to date, she-could pick more wisely. She knew different things turned on different people. She didn't know if he was going to be a leg man, tit man, or an ass man. She would just have to take her chances and try to compromise.
As she''stood there fingering the sexy garments, the door bell rang.
"Shit," she said, "he couldn't be this early. He's not supposed to show up here for another hour." Quickly she grabbed her bathrobe and threw it over her luscious body tying the drawstring loosely around her waist and making sure that as she walked, the robe revealed the tops of her round tits and her luscious thighs. As she trotted over to the door, her lovely tits and scrumptious ass bobbed happily up and down.
She opened the door, and there stood a young man who could not possibly have been her date for the evening. He couldn't have been more than seventeen years old. He wore faded jeans and a white T-shirt. His body was hard and lean, and his eyes looked into her face innocently. In his right hand was a small bag with the name of the local drugstore on it. She realized this was the order she had called in a few minutes before, but her interest in the boy made her forget about the order as soon as she had remembered it.
The delivery boy held the package out before her, but his eyes were glued on the V-shaped opening of her robe. She could see he was drinking in the loveliness of the valley between her tits. The outline of her hard nipples showed through the soft material of her robe. She noticed the intense stare on the boy's face, and at the same time a shiver of lust slid down her backbone, into her hips, and made her cunt twitch.
She stood aside and told the boy to come in and put the package on the table. He nodded nervously and stumbled into the apartment, laying the bag down. She closed the door and leaned against it, smiling into his young face. She stood there a moment with the smile on her face. She knew she didn't want this prize to slip out of her grasp without taking full advantage of the possibilities it offered. She could see that the young boy was interested. The bulge in his pants began to swell and pulsate. This made Sally feel very pleased with herself.
She gave him a very winning smile, then sat down on the sofa facing him. She spread her knees open just enough to allow the boy a glimpse of her muff.
"You must get very tired running around town delivering packages. Why don't you sit down awhile on the couch with me and we'll relax?"
The boy was clearly nervous, but his lust was the more dominant factor. He could feel the juices gathering to a boil inside of him, and he knew this gorgeous slut was just the thing to release the trapped jism in his balls. He slowly walked over to the couch and sat down a few feet away from her. She turned towards him, making sure the robe sagged away from her huge soft boobs, and put one hand on the back of the couch near the boy's shoulder. It wasn't long before she had slid over within a few inches of the boy's body. She could now clearly see the outline of his huge cock as it pressed desperately against his jeans. She thought she could even see the veins surging with blood and the neck of his huge sausage as it blossomed into a full hard head.
"I was just getting dressed," she said, "when I heard the doorbell. It isn't often I open the door and find such a good-looking young man standing there."
She began to rub the back of his neck with one hand while the other came to rest lightly on his thigh.
"You certainly have a nice body," she said to him.
"You do, too," he said.
"Well, two nice bodies should certainly be able to find something interesting to occupy them," she said as her hand slipped over the boy's stiff rod and began to unzip his fly.
She could barely wait to get his hot cock into her mouth and taste his fuck juices as they flowed down her throat. She unbuttoned the top of his pants, reached into the opening of his underwear and was amazed at the size of his steaming dick. As she pulled it out, its fuU bloated head rose like a cobra. She felt the juices of her own sloshy cunt moistening the insides of her thighs. As she stared at his tool, her nostrils flared at the musty odor that rose from his prize cock.
She slid her fingers up and down on the long shaft and slowly slipped down between the boy's legs, bending her anxious lips over his cock. She opened her mouth and then gently closed it over the fat prickhead. She slowly began to tongue the underside of his cock and gently but firmly held his balls in the palm of her hand. She slid her warm wet tongue all over the head of his cock and then thrust her head down, forcing his tool to the back of her throat.
She began to pull his pants down out of the way and as her head bobbed up and down, drooling saliva down his shaft and onto his balls, she slipped her hands under his youthful ass and spread his cheeks.'
She slipped her finger into the puckered hole of his ass and began to probe it. With her skilled mouth and- fingers working as a team, it wasn't long before his hot jizz was spurting furiously into her mouth. The boy's body was stiff as a board and his hand held her head. The bittersweet taste was just as gorgeous as she had hoped it would be. And the amount of his flooding cream was more than she could swallow. It drooled out of the side of her mouth and down her cheek. When she had sucked his balls dry, she sat back on the couch, throwing her legs towards him. She opened her robe and spread her thighs, exposing the pink cuntlips beneath the brown fuzz.
"It's your turn now," she said as she wiped her chin with her index finger and then washed her finger in her mouth. "I know you can do it."
Although the boy's passion was spent a moment before, he now sprang at her steaming twat like a Hon. He buried his face in the moisture of her cunt, and his tongue began reaming the innermost crevices of her sopping box. His hands grasped at the warm globes of her tits, massaged the hard brown nipples. The sensation of his wildly lashing tongue in her gash brought her to near ecstasy. The young boy knew just how to use his long tongue, and she immediately appreciated his skill. The tip of his tongue made tight little circles around and around her clitoris, then darted into her cunt hole as far as he could stick it. He wiggled it around in there for a while, then withdrew it and began to lick her clitoris again. He continued this until her body began to quiver in the throes of a fantastic orgasm. As she arched her back in ecstasy, a low moan escaped from her lips. A powerful tremor shot through her body from her cunt to her brain, and she slumped down in a heap of satisfied lust.
The boy sat up and smiled warmly into her face. His cheeks and chin were glistening with her pussy nectar.
"Well, you're certainly not a newcomer to that game," she said.
"Not exactly," he admitted, "but I've never tasted a twat as good as yours before."
"That's very nice of you to say," she said. "Your cock is really something, too. I'll certainly be looking forward to placing more orders at the drugstore. I'm sure I'll see you again."
He stood up and pulled his pants up over his lean hips and zipped up his fly. He thanked her very politely and left.
Just as soon as the door closed, Sally remembered the package that had brought the boy to her. It was her new douching kit, and she couldn't wait to try it out. She went into the kitchen and got a large bottle of 7-Up which she kept especially for this purpose. She took everything into the bathroom and began to get ready. First she filled the bag with 7-Up and hung it high so she would get a powerful spray. Then she set up a little mirror on a stool in front of the toilet so she could watch exactly what she was doing. She. sat down on the toilet and spread her legs. She inserted the nozzle a little ways into her hot cunt. She wiggled the nozzle around a little - until the juices were flowing. She loved the way the stiff plastic nozzle fit in her liquid slit. She released the valve and immediately felt the strong spray of the effervescent liquid filling her gash. She stuck the nozzle farther in and held her cuntlips closed with her hand. Her pussy began to feel very full and the little bubbles from the liquid were tickling the pink walls of her cunt. She opened her lips slightly and let the warm mixture of 7-Up and pussy juice flow through her fingers. She moved the nozzle in and out and around and around, and although it wasn't as warm and animated as her young lover's tongue had been, but it reached the deep areas that a tongue could never hope to reach. At the same time she began to rub her clitoris, and the sensation was so soothing she felt she could go on for hours. In a few minutes, however, she had reached a powerful orgasm. She continued douching until all her cunt juice had been washed away and her twat Was left as sweet as the delicious liquid that ran out through her pussy hair.
She realized now that she would, have to start getting ready for her date. She went back to the closet and picked out a black mini-dress. It was made of sheer nylon and was very low cut in the front. It was just long enough to cover her ass. She stood before her full-length mirror and admired her gorgeous body. She ran her fingers down over her throat, to her huge tits, down her flat stomach, along the sides of her hips, and finally rested on her asscheeks. She turned ninety degrees and admired her profile. Her tits sticking out in front and her ass hanging sensuously behind gave her all the confidence she needed. She slipped into the flimsy black dress and bent over to make sure enough of her soft warm tits would show. She turned around and lifted the hem of her skirt in back and took another admiring glance at her firm ass. She decided not to wear a bra because she hated to hide her beautiful boobs. She would wear a very brief pair of panties, though. She opened her underwear drawer and picked out a tiny pair of bikini panties. Standing in front of the mirror, she lifted one leg at a time and slipped them into the soft sheer material. She drew them up as high as they would go so the fabric binded against her pussy and her ass. It felt so good to have the cool fabric pressed tightly against the soft skin of her crotch. After putting on her make-up and dousing herself with a sexy perfume, she was ready.
She sat down on the couch waiting for the door bell to ring. As she sat there, she couldn't help admiring the beautiful thighs below the hem of her dress. She began to rub the inside of her thigh and was about to start another finger-fucking session when the door bell chimed.
When she opened the door, she saw before her a rather tall, slim middle-aged man with a sheepish smile on his face.
"Hello " he said, "my name is Robert. I'm your date for this evening."
"Well, Robert," she said, "come right in. I'll be ready in a minute."
He came in the door and stood there while she went to put on her coat. She sized him up from head to foot. He's no young stud, she thought, but who knows? Maybe it'll be a good evening after all.
Chapter Two
As they drove through town, they talked about what they would do for the evening. It was decided they would have dinner, then go see the latest porno film that" was playing in town. He asked her where she would like to eat. At first Sally thought she would say, "Between your legs, honey." But after all, she thought, she had only just met him and didn't want to scare him off. So she named one of the classiest restaurants she knew of. "Okay," he said, "that sounds good." As they walked into the restaurant, Sally felt every eye resting on her magnificent tits and ass. She began .to wiggle and shake even more than usual and thought of all the cocks that were stiffening in lust for her gorgeous body. She told Robert she had heard they had excellent spaghetti. She hadn't heard anything of the sort. What she had heard was that spaghetti was slightly aphrodisiac, and she hoped it was true. As soon as they had ordered, she excused herself to go to the ladies' room. She wanted to freshen her make-up and also give the other people in the place another show. When she got to the ladies' room she found it occupied and several other women waiting. Since the men's room was empty, she decided to use it. After all, she thought, there's no point standing around waiting.
She was standing at the mirror when the door opened and a young, good-looking boy walked in.
"Oh, excuse me," he said, looking up at the sign on the door.
"You don't have the wrong room, I do," Sally said, smiling warmly. "The ladies' room was occupied. Come in, I'm only using the mirror."
Sally had noticed the boy when she came into the restaurant. He was sitting with a very young and sexy-looking girl. She thought the girl was very lucky to have such a handsome young date. He was tall and athletic-looking. He came into the room slowly. The room was rather small and he brushed against her as he passed. It seemed to Sally that she could feel how hard and strong his young body i was. When he emerged from the toilet stall, she had her plan of action ready. She had unbuttoned the top button at the back of her dress and was trying to get to it by reaching up and over her shoulders. This caused her dress to rise up, exposing the round bottoms of her full luscious ass. Through the mirror she noticed that the boy didn't miss the I view. She recognized the blush of lust rise in his cheeks, and before he reached the door she said, "Would you help me with this button, please?" As he buttoned the dress, she moved her body back towards him, giving him a good whiff of her perfume mixed with the moist warm odor of her sensuous body.
"You have very capable fingers," she told him, even though he fumbled with the button for quite a while. "I bet your girl friends really appreciate you." She turned towards him before he could back away and took his hands in hers.
"Your hands are sp warm and smooth," she said, putting them on her chest, just above her firm protruding tits. This was enough of an invitation for the young man, and he slipped his hands into her dress and began massaging her heavy, satin-smooth jugs. As his hands massaged her tremendous tits, she placed her hands on the sides of his muscular body and began giving him a slow and sexy rubdown. In a few moments she had rubbed her way down to his belt buckle and expertly opened his pants. Immediately his huge blood-engorged rod sprang out at her. She was very pleased to see he wasn't wearing any underwear. She grabbed the head of his stiff cock and felt the heat radiating into her palm. She squeezed the head slightly and as she relaxed her grasp, it sprang back to its full size like a warm rubber ball. There was room on his long cock for both her hands, and she gripped it like a baseball bat. She began sliding the loose skin of his tool slowly up and down the shaft. He had huge balls, and Sally was surprised at how low they hung. The young boy slipped his hands out of her dress and lifted her a few inches off the floor, placing her on the edge of the sink. This brought her drooling cuntlips to just the right height to accept his throbbing prick. With a slight movement of his forefinger, he slipped aside the slimy fabric of her panties, exposing her gushing twat. She lifted her legs and wrapped them around the boy's narrow waist, drawing him towards her, and his long, veiny cock slipped smoothly up her waiting hole. The young boy began to expertly slide his dick in and out of her cunt. Sally looked down and could see the blue veins on his cock swelling with his young passionate blood. His cock was covered with the shiny liquid of her cunt juices. The warm, pungent smell of sex rose to her nostrils. The boy now placed his hands under her thighs and lifted her from the sink. His strength amazed her. As she clung to his body with her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck, he moved her up and down on his cock as if she were weightless. She could feel the swollen head of his dong ramming its way to her womb, then sliding out almost to her cuntlips. Then he repeated the cycle and thrust high up into her twat again. The idea of being fucked while held in this young boy's hands like a doll, thrilled Sally and made the wild fuck even more exciting.
In a few minutes the boy began to feel his jism boiling up from his balls and searing through his long fat cock. Sally could feel the hot cream searing the insides of her cunt. Spurt after spurt splashed into her hole. By now her own orgasm was rising in her body, and she tightened her legs and arms around the boy like a boa constrictor. They remained in this position for a few minutes, their bodies heaving with long deep breaths of recovery. She lowered herself to her feet and stood smiling into his face.
"Isn't it amazing what can happen in a public restroom?" she said to him. "I should use the men's room more often."
The boy had become quite shy again, and as he put his tool away, he said, "Yes, you're the most interesting person I've ever met in a men's room."
They walked out together. There were a few men waiting to use the room now, and as they saw the two beautiful people walking out with smiles on their faces, their jaws fell to their chests.
"Good-bye," Sally said to the boy. "Maybe we'll run into each other again."
"I hope so," he said, and walked with a slight stagger back to his table.
When Sally walked back to her table, the first course had just" arrived, and every mouthful reminded her of things she enjoyed eating even more than food. She and Robert had a nice dinner conversation. They talked mainly about porno films they had seen and compared notes on their favorite films and their favorite scenes.
When they left the restaurant, they went to buy a newspaper to see what films were playing. They found one that neither had seen, and they both agreed to go. The theater was just around the corner, and when they got there, they noticed there was a large crowd waiting to buy tickets. Robert stood in line for the tickets while Sally waited in the- lobby. She enjoyed standing there looking at the crowd. When she saw someone who looked interesting, she couldn't help but wonder just what the favorite part of the movie was for each of them. There were almost as many women in the theater as there were men. She hoped that a lot of them were using the movie as an inspiration for their own sexual techniques. Although she had an excellent imagination, she had learned quite a few new tricks at the movies.
Robert joined her soon, and they went to find their seats. Sally liked to sit quite close to the screen because she liked to see every hair on every cunt and every vein and dimple on the huge cocks. In one way, movies were better than real life, because a close-up of a juicy twat or a succulent dick was so big on the screen, she had to swing her head back and forth to take it all in.
It was a good film. The actors were young, good-looking studs, and the actresses were beautiful, homy bitches. Her favorite scene was one where a good-looking young husband was fucking his wife doggy style, while the next-door neighbor, a hot young cunt, lay with her head beneath the husband's plunging cock. Just as he was about to come, he pulled his tool from his wife's twat and stuck it into the waiting mouth of the young woman beneath him. As in all good films, he pulled his cock out of her mouth, while his steaming jizz was still spurting, and as each spurt splashed on the young girl's face, she tried to lick it off with her tongue. Sally loved realism in movies, and she was always disappointed if she couldn't actually see the jism exploding from the fat cocks of the actors. Even after this tremendous scene, the movie was not disappointing. It continued to hold her attention, and she only wished she was in a better situation to take advantage of the stimulation she was receiving from the screen. She imagined herself sitting in an empty theater with her legs thrown up on the backs of the seats in front of her, and while the actors on- the screen worked through their antics, she could play along by massaging her cunt, her asshole and her tits, and share an orgasm with the studs and bitches on the silver screen.
Suddenly Sally became aware of a hand on the side of her hip. She looked over, and in the darkened theater she could see she was sitting next to four horny young guys who were probably high-school students. She wondered if they were even old enough to have gotten into the theater without lying about their age. Also, she wondered if seeing porno films was the only sexual experience these young boys had had. The hand on the side of her hip began to massage her gently but expertly, and she realized that the owner of this hand was no amateur. She crossed her right leg over her left and leaned away from the boy, giving him access to her steaming crotch, which was . beginning to leak fragrant juices onto the theater seat. His hand slowly inched its way to her juicy twat, and he began to run his fingers along the slimy lips of that juicy cunt. Slowly and surely his fingers crept in and were moistened by her pussy cream. He began to massage her inner lips and clitoris at the same time. She thought he had a very remarkable talent. Maybe his fingers were trained to play a musical instrument, because they were certainly playing her instrument extremely well. While his little finger moved up her cunt hole, his ring finger played with her clitoris. The sensation was exquisite, and just when she thought it couldn't get better, he slipped his index finger in her tightly ringed asshole. Sally moved around as much as she possibly could without arousing Robert's suspicion. They boy's fingers wiggled sensuously around in her two hungry holes, slipping from one to the other. Sometimes he had as many as three fingers in her cunt. Then he would slide his fingertips over the inch of skin to her asshole and stick one or two fingers as far as he could up her tight ass chute. He would wiggle around in there for a while, then slide back into her cunt. It was difficult for her to muffle the groans of ecstasy that were rising in her throat. She strained to open her crotch as much as she could, to make it easy for the boy to fuck his fingers in and out. While the boy was fingering her passion pits so exquisitely, Sally, being a very fair-minded woman, reached over and placed her hand on the boy's lap. She found his hard cock already had a hand wrapped around it. It was the boy's own hand. Not wanting to interrupt, but anxious to be of some assistance, she slid her hand around the back of his waist and down his pants along his hard, muscular asscheeks, and slipped her dainty index finger into his receptive bung. She could feel the muscles of his ass tighten on her finger like a vise as the boy brought himself to a climax. In a few more moments, Sally herself was experiencing a secret sensational orgasm.
They withdrew their hands, turned their heads, and gave each other a friendly little smile of appreciation.
Now that's the way to watch a porno film, Sally thought.
When the movie was over, Robert said he thought it was one of the best films he'd ever seen. Sally agreed wholeheartedly, and said she thought it was the best film she'd ever seen.
As they walked to the car, Robert suggested they go to his apartment for a night cap. Sally said she thought that would be a great idea. They drove through the city to a neighborhood that was full of new and expensive apartment buildings. Robert pulled into the underground parking lot of his building and parked. They took the elevator up to the fifteenth floor and entered Robert's apartment, which had a beautiful view of the city and the lights beyond. Robert asked if she would like a drink. She said she would. As Robert went to the bar and began mixing two drinks, a feminine voice called from the bedroom.
"Hello, Robert. Surprised to see me?"
They both looked up, and in the bedroom door stood a young woman about Sally's size, with an equally voluptuous body.
"Jane, when did you get here?" said Robert.
"Oh, I've been here just a few hours. I hope I'm not interrupting anything."
"Not at all," said Robert. "By the way, I want you to meet Sally. Sally, this is my kid sister
Jane."
"Hello," said Sally with an inviting smile. She wondered what effect Jane's presence would have on the rest of the evening. She didn't figure Robert for the type who would be interested in an orgy that included his younger sister.
"Can I fix you a drink, too, Jane?" Robert asked.
"Sure, why not?" said Jane.
They were sitting around drinking and chatting when the telephone rang. Robert got up and answered it, and in a few minutes he announced that he had to leave and pick up a friend who was having car problems.
"You girls can just get acquainted for a while, and I'll be back as soon as I can," Robert said as he put on his coat and left.
The two women sat back, sizing each other up. Sally could see that by the way Jane was dressed, she knew how to show off her beautiful sexy body. She also thought she could detect Jane's interest in; her own body by the way her eyes moved up and down Sally's sexy figure. Sally sat back on the couch and spread her knees slightly, watching Jane's reaction. Just as she'd hoped, Jane's eyes were directed at the newly exposed flesh of Sally's thighs.
"My brother's a really nice guy, isn't he, Sally?" Jane said.
"Well, we just met tonight, and this is our first date. But he certainly seems nice enough."
At this point Jane announced that she thought she was rather tired and would go to bed, if Sally didn't mind being left alone. Sally took the cue and said she certainly didn't mind Jane going to bed, but she would Be a little lonely if left up all by herself. Jane now picked up the hint and asked if Sally wouldn't want to lie down with her for a while.
"Why I'd love to," said Sally. "Sounds like a great idea." Jane got up and walked towards the bedroom, and Sally followed her. Jane was the first one to start undressing. She was wearing a simple jersey and a pair of faded jeans. She slipped the jersey up over her head, and as she did so, her huge tits were lifted momentarily, then sagged down in a luscious firm position on her chest. Her nipples were very large and pink. Sally could imagine burying her face between these huge mountains of warm flesh and breathing in the perfume of Jane's young body. Jane then ripped off her jeans, kicked them to one side and was standing in the soft light of the bedroom, fully nude and watching for an approving expression on Sally's face. Sally did approve. Jane's young body was all that she had hoped it would be. She had a thick patch of black cunt hair that looked like a wonderful carpet Sally could lay her cheek on. Sally soon followed Jane's example. She stripped off her brief mini-dress, stepped out of her panties, and stood across from the other girl, equally naked. For a few moments they just stood there taking in each other's sexy lusciousness.
Jane was the first one to move towards the bed, and as she slipped in on one side, Sally slipped into the other. Without any hesitation, the girls wrapped their arms around one another and pressed their lips together. Sally's tongue immediately darted between Jane's willing lips, and sought out the younger girl's tongue, licking and lapping around her mouth. Their saliva ran together, and each enjoyed the taste of the other's warm mouth. Jane put her thigh between Sally's and pressed up against the hot dripping cunt, beginning a slight back-and-forth motion that started Sally's pussy juices flowing even more freely. Their huge tits were crushed together in a mass of warm, smooth flesh.
After the first kiss, which seemed to last for hours, Sally began to creep down along Jane's body, kissing every inch of flesh that her lips passed. She sucked at Jane's pink nipples until they were puckered and hard as little nuts. She sank lower, running her tongue along the middle of Jane's stomach, until she came to Jane's tight little navel. She reamed it out with her hot probing tongue. Jane began to writhe and moan in deep pleasure.
Sally, before moving down, hesitated, to give Jane a little taste of her own brand of teasing. But as the warm odors of Jane's luscious young twat wafted up to her nostrils, she could wait no longer, and slid down the rest of the way, burying her face in the garden of curly black pussy hairs. Sally immediately stuck her wagging tongue as far up Jane's drooling hole as she could reach. Jane's knees were now violently shaking, and her whole body was pulsating with her whorish lust. Sally began skillfully running her tongue around and around Jane's clitoris in increasingly smaller circles, until her tongue pressed the little nub, which was swelling and swelling. As her tongue pressed the little button, she stuek three fingers into Jane's flowing cunt, and shoved them in as hard and as far as she could. Jane was howling with wild ecstasy now, and Sally felt gratified at her own talent.
As the spasms of Jane's first orgasm subsided, Sally, without relinquishing the juicy cunt that she held in her mouth, pivoted her own body over Jane's, so that her cunt was within each reach of Jane's gasping mouth. Jane didn't waste any time in shoving her face hard on Sally's smoldering box and began lapping wildly, like a starving dog. The girls lay locked together, lapping each others twats for some time, and only after each had experienced several orgasms, did they relax their grips on each other, to sink back into a numb state of deep satisfaction.
"You have the juiciest, most delicious cunt I've ever had my teeth into," said Sally.
Jane said, "That's really a compliment, coming from you. Because I could tell that you are an experienced cunt-lapper." Sally admitted that she was and mentioned that Jane's tongue was also well-trained in the art of lapping. Both girls laughed and sunk back on the pillows with their arms loosely around each other.
It wasn't long before Jane was fast asleep, and Sally sat up and looked at the younger girl's body. Well, I was hoping for the best this evening, she thought, and the evening isn't even over. As she sat and looked at the young girl's sleeping body, she thought of waking her and trying to interest her in another bout of cunt-lapping. But Jane seemed to be sleeping so peacefully, she hated to wake her up. She leaned towards the younger girl and breathed in a deep breath filled with the perfume of her young hot body. She licked the sleeping woman's nipples lightly and wondered if they would become erect even though she was asleep. She played her tongue around and around her pink nipples and was delighted to see they did become erect even though Jane didn't wake up.
This is an interesting experiment, she thought, and she slipped down to Jane's muff and began to lightly run her tongue through the young girl's pussy hair. This apparently tickled the sleeping girl, and she rolled over on her stomach without waking up.
Amazing, thought Sally. I wonder if she's having dreams about fucking and sucking.
She looked at the girl's smooth round ass. It seemed like a gently rolling hill. She lowered her face to Jane's ass crack and breathed deeply through her nose.-The sweet smells rising from this beautiful slut's ass, filled Sally, and her body became tense with excitement. Gently she ran her tongue up the crack of the sleeping girl's ass. Over and over again she lapped the smooth crevice, each time penetrating deeper, and deeper. Still the sleeping girl did not awake. Gently Sally put her hand on the asscheeks and spread them apart, until the brown puckered entrance to Jane's ass pipe was exposed. Sally had never seen such a perfect little asshole before. She couldn't resist trying the bung with her tongue. She didn't want to wake the girl, and she gently pushed her tongue against the dark shitter until she penetrated about an inch. This game so excited Sally that pussy juice ran down her thighs onto the bedsheets. While she supported herself with one hand, her other hand grabbed her own cunt and furiously massaged the lips and clitoris. After a few moments of vigorous cunt-rubbing, her body tensed with a fantastic orgasm. The sleeping girl still didn't waken, and Sally slipped off the bed, picked up her scanty clothing, and staggered to the living room to wait for Robert.
She collapsed in an exhausted heap on the couch and, while reliving her latest love bout, smelled her fingers, luxuriating in the aroma of her own cunt slime. Slowly and carefully she licked her fingers, until the taste of her twat was gone.
Sally was just about ready to doze off when the phone rang. She jumped up to answer it before it would waken Jane. It was Robert. He apologized and said that he wouldn't be able to make it back to his apartment that night. His best friend was in a jam and needed his help. Sally said she didn't mind and that she hoped Robert would call her again. Robert said he would and that he hoped she had enjoyed his sister's company.
"Oh I did, very much," Sally said.
"Good," said Robert over the phone. "Call a cab for yourself and you'll hear from me in a few days."
Sally called a cab and went down to the street to wait for it. Well, she thought, that was certainly a strange date.
"She wondered if Robert could have added anything to it, but she was almost satisfied with what she had experienced that evening. Of course Sally could never be completely satisfied, because she was a youthful bitch who lived for sex. Fucking and sucking was all that occupied her mind.
The cab was nowhere in sight, and she began to get a bit worried, because, after all, it was dangerous in a big city for a beautiful woman to be standing alone on the street so late at night. She was trying to forget her fears, when from around the corner stalked a dark figure, walking rapidly towards her. She could barely make out that it was a young man dressed in a leather jacket and tight jeans. Her cuntlips contracted with fear as the young man came closer to her. When he was about ten feet away, however, she could see by the expression on his face that he meant her no harm. He looked at her, smiled, and nodded. He was about to pass by when she called out to him, "I'm waiting for a cab, and I'm awfully nervous standing on the street by myself. Would you mind keeping me company for a few minutes, until my cab arrives?"
"Well, I guess I could, for a few minutes," the boy replied. He came over to her side and stood there, not knowing what to do or say. Sally immediately began to notice that the boy had a very nice body and beautifully shaped hands with long fingers. It had been her experience that men with long fingers were usually endowed with long cocks. She wondered about the boy's dick.
"Are you on your way home from a date?"
asked Sally.
"Yes," the boy said. "My girl friend lives just around the block."
"Well," said Sally, "she certainly is a lucky girl to have a nice-looking fellow like you to spend the evening with."
The boy was slightly embarrassed, but also glad to receive a compliment from such a luscious-looking chick. His confidence, was obviously bolstered by Sally's compliment, and he began to look at her body with unashamed lust. Sally immediately recognized the interest rising in the boy's pants, and as she gazed at his crotch, she began to feel sure that her theory about the corresponding sizes of fingers and cocks was true. The long, thick cock was becoming strongly outlined over the boy's tight jeans. Sally would never be satisfied to say good night to this young stud, until she had tasted his cock and felt it ramming inside her cunt.
"When my cab comes," she said, "I'll be glad to give you a lift."
"Oh," he said, "that's really nice of you. But I only live a short ways away."
"I only live a short distance, too," said Sally. "I'll be glad to give you a lift, or you could come up to my place for a while, and we could play some records and have some fun, if you know what I mean."
"Well," the boy said, becoming a little shy, "I guess I could, but ... "
"Well then," Sally interrupted, "it's settled then. We'll go up to my place, have a little fun, and I'll send you home in a cab of your own."
"Gee, that's awfully nice of you, lady."
"My pleasure," Sally said, and she knew it would be. "What's your name, by the way?" Sally asked.
"Dick," said the young boy.
How fitting, thought Sally. Just then a taxi cruised up to the curb and stopped. The boy opened the door and stepped aside for Sally to get in. As she got into the cab, she made sure her arm brushed firmly against the boy's stiff rod. She could feel the heat of that swollen prick through the material of his jeans. The boy slipped in beside her and slammed the door. Sally gave the driver her address, and he sped off for her apartment.
On the way over, the cabby began complaining of the long hours involved in driving a cab. As he talked, Sally became more and more interested in him; her motto had always been, "Two cocks are better than one", so she began to think how she could get both of these young studs into her love nest.
"Don't you cabbies ever take a break?" Sally asked.
"Well, sure we do," said the cabby, "but you can't make any money taking breaks."
"Well there's more to. life than money," Sally admonished. "My young friend here and I were just on our way over to my place to have a little fun, and if Dick doesn't mind, I'd like you to join us."
Dick was rather disappointed at the thought of having to share this luscious cunt with anyone else, but he figured Sally was woman enough to handle both of them, and he said he didn't mind.
"Well," the cabby said, "sounds good to me."
Just then they pulled up in front of Sally's building. They all got out of the cab and went in. When they were all in the elevator, Sally asked the cab driver his name. He said it was Charlie, and they soon made introductions all around. When they got up to her apartment, both boys were very impressed with her expensive furnishings. She obviously knew how to decorate an apartment and make it comfortable.
The living room had two large, comfortable-looking couches, a thick shag carpet stretched from wall to wall, and a well-stocked bar at one end of the room. Sally went over to her book shelf and turned on the radio. The music and the comfortable furnishings really got the boys into the mood.
"Why don't you sit over there?" she said to them, pointing to one of her couches. "I'll change into something more comfortable."
The boys watched her as she wiggled out of the room into the bedroom. They looked at each other a moment with a glint in their eye. Charlie spoke first.
"Am I dreaming, or is this real?"
Dick said he hoped it was real, because when he shoved his cock into that whore's gorgeous cunt, he wanted to feel the insides of a real woman.
"Wow," said Charlie, "this is the best tip I ever got."
They sat on the couch for a few minutes in anticipation, and when Sally entered the room, they knew their dreams would be fulfilled. She was wearing a sheer black negligee that went all the way to the floor, covering her entire body, but it was sheer enough for them to be able to see her dark nipples bobbing around as her tits jostled with her sexy walk. The dark patch of her cunt fuzz showed through the fabric against the white background of her smooth belly. She walked over to the couch and sat herself down between the two horny studs.
"Well, I feel very comfortable," she said. "I don't know about you two."
The boys didn't know what to say, and Sally took the bull by the horns, and began undressing both of them. As she undid the boys' shirts, exsposing their hard flat chests, they lost their inhibitions, and began to grab and feel her luscious body. Charlie had one hand in the opening of her negligee and was massaging her right tit, while Dick was slipping his hand up under the bottom of her gown and rubbing his fingers over her smooth thighs.
It didn't take her long to have these two hot young fuckers stripped to' the skin, and as they all caressed on the couch, Sally marveled at the two huge hard cocks that pressed against her body. The boys were both obviously experienced lovers, and their fingers caressed every part of her craving flesh. Sally closed her eyes and reveled in the sensation of probing fingers working their way in and out of her cunt, her asshole, around her tits, across her belly, and the grabbing of her plump asscheeks, and the running up -and down on her thighs.
She didnt know whose cock first entered her churning cunt. But the fullness of the cock pumping in and out filled her with wild lust.
"Fuck me! Fuck me!" she screamed. "More! More! Stick it in my ass! I want both your cocks inside me at once!"
The other hot cock immediately pressed its way into her bung. Sally never felt so full before. Two huge hot rods pumping in and out of her two gaping holes. First they would fuck in and out in unison, then one rod would cram itself up her cunt while the other withdrew from her ass. Then the cock in her ass would ram high up into her bowels, while the prick in her cunt would slide out.
Her body was pinned between these two beautiful young horny fuckers. The boys came simultaneously: She could feel the two cockheads exploding their boiling jism, filling her whole belly with hot molten cum. They pulled out their cocks and slowly slunk down on the couch like two jellyfish. What a perfect end to a glorious evening! She thanked the boys, told them she had a great time, and hoped that she would see them again. They slipped into their clothes and left the apartment, while Sally lay on the couch and slipped off to sleep to dream about her experience of the evening.
Chapter Three
When Sally woke up, she noticed it was late and she would have to hurry in order to get to work on time. She took a shower, put on one of her sexy working outfits, and ran down to catch a bus. She was sitting in the bus, looking out the window at the people thronging the streets. Everytime she saw someone who looked the least bit sexy to her, she would imagine the cock, or cunt, or asshole that was hidden beneath the clothing. There were so many cocks, so many cunts, so many tits, so many bodies. She wondered if she could fuck everybody in the city. Well, it was something to shoot for, anyhow.
Just then she heard her name and turned around. It was Bill, a man she had dated for a while a few years ago. He was a terrific lover, but somehow she had lost track of him. He sat down next to her now, and asked her how she had been. "Fine," she said. "How about you?" "Oh, pretty well. We should get together sometime and have some fun like in the old days." "I'm game anytime you are, Bill," said Sally. "Would it be okay if I dropped over to your place this evening?" Bill asked. Sally said that would be wonderful. They spent some time talking about the fun they had had and hinted at the fun that was to come.
Sally's stop was first, and as she got up and slipped past Bill, he gave her a friendly squeeze on her thigh. As she walked down the aisle of the bus, he followed her every wiggle with his eyes, and his cock became strong with anticipation of the evening to come.
Sally worked as a window decorator in a large department store. As she walked to her workshop, she went through the lingerie department as she usually did. She got a kick out of dressing the manikins in panties and bras and girdles. Sometimes, when the boss wasn't around, she would dress one up like a sexy whore. Once she dressed a manikin in brief black bikini panties, a black garter belt with black mesh stockings, and a black brassiere. When she had stood back to admire the sexy manikin, her supervisor walked into the room. Sally had been terrified. The old hag was a strict and nasty old bitch. But to Sally's surprise, the old bag seemed quite amused.
"Well," the hag said, "too bad we can't put that right on the window. We'd sure shake up a lot of passers-by."
"I just did it for a little amusement," Sally said nervously.
"Well, you have interesting taste," said Sophie. "I used to do the same thing when I was a window dresser here ... and you know what? I enjoyed it so much that I started dressing up that way myself at home just for my own enjoyment, you understand."
Sally became interested. This was a side of the old woman she had never seen before, and she pursued the topic.
"Oh, really? That sounds like it could be fun. I'd never thought of it myself,"
"Well," said Sophie, "if you really want to have some fun with some cute undies, why don''t you stop over at my apartment sometime? I'll show you my collection."
Sally remembered how strange it had seemed to pay a visit to the old shriveled witch of a woman. But her curiosity had gotten the best of her.
The old girl had a very nice apartment after all, and when she showed Sally her collection, Sally just couldn't believe her eyes. The old woman must have had hundreds of assorted undergarments. She had panties with no crotch, brassieres with gaping holes for the nipples to show through, full-length corsets, rubber swimming suits, the works., After displaying the collection, Sophie asked Sally politely if she might not want to try some of them on.
So that's the old girl's game, Sally thought. She wants me to put on a fashion show for her. Well, it just might be fun, and it's always a good idea to get in solid with the boss.
The first thing Sally tried on was a pair of black lace panties with a slit corresponding to her own juicy slit. She stood in front of the mirror, and Sophie told her to do some knee bends, spreading her knees apart as she sunk down. Sally had to admit it was pretty exciting to watch the pink lips of her twat opening with the opening of the weird panties.
On top of the panties she put on a black garter belt and long silk stockings which she attached to them. Something about the way the garter belt felt made Sally shiver with excitement. Next Sophie handed her a tiny black brassiere that she put on.i It held her tits so tightly that they nearly overflowed the top of the bra. The fabric pinched into the skin under her arms and on her back.
"Turn around and let me see all of you," said Sophie with a gleeful grin on her face. Sally turned and showed the older woman every speck of her lovely young body clad in the perverted garments
Next she tried on a rubber bathing suit. It felt interesting, but Sally wasn't really turned on by it, but she could see by the gleam in Sophie's eye that she was enjoying it immensely. Next came a transparent, pink negligee. This wasn't even very unusual, but when Sophie had her try on a pair of knee-high leather boots with six-inch stiletto heels, the whole picture was really quite sexy.
"None of those things looked so good on me," admitted Sophie. "I'd like you to try on my most prized possession. I've always found it very exciting. I think you might, too."
She went to her closet and began rummaging around the paraphernalia in there, and as she came out with what appeared to be a hat box, she carefully carried it over to her dresser and put it down. She actually rubbed her hands together before opening it. Then with a big smile, she pulled out what looked like a bear trap. It took Sally a few minutes to figure out that the old lady's prized possession was a steel chastity belt.
"Well, what do you think of this one?" Sophie said.
"Looks very interesting," said Sally, "but not terribly comfortable."
"Oh, it's not supposed to be comfortable," said Sophie, "but it really is exciting. Won't you try it?
Sally didn't want to anger the old woman at this point, and, besides, she was very open-minded and willing to try almost anything. She wouldn't mind trying it on, but she certainly wouldn't let the old lady get a lock near her., The belt opened with hinges with the assistance of three metal straps, two that went around the waist and met in front, and a third that went down the crack of her ass, up around her cunt, and joined with the other two straps in front. There was a jagged opening along the lips of her cunt and a smaller hole at her bung. The cold steel girdling her like that did give her a strange thrill.
"It looks like these were pretty effective," Sally said to the older woman.
"Yes, they certainly were. You could never get fucked in a contraption like that, but it is rather easy and a lot of fun to jerk off in one."
"Oh, really?" said Sally.
"Try it and see," Sophie suggested.
The idea of rubbing herself off in front of this old woman while wearing a chastity belt was a novel one, Sally thought, but she was willing to give it a try. She found that if she crouched down, she could slip her fingers into her cunt by sliding them underneath the metal crotch piece of the belt. Jerking off had always been so easy, but the belt made it a new challenge. As she rubbed herself off, the metal dug into the crack of her tender ass and along her soft hips. It didn't really hurt, and it added a nice contrast to the luscious" feelings that started emanating from her pussy. She looked at herself in the mirror, squatting in this ridiculous posture, and she could see Sophie behind her really digging the whole scene.
In a few moments, Sally was trembling furiously with an explosive orgasm. When it was over, she sat down on the floor, breathing deeply.
"You see," said Sophie, "even though the bitches were locked up in a chastity belt, they could enjoy themselves."
"Yeah, I guess they could," said Sally, "but it was rather limiting." She could picture a medieval woman jerking off in a chastity belt day after day while waiting for her stud to return from some war or other. She wondered if any of those women ever had the added enjoyment of having someone watch them go through their masturbatory antics.
As Sally entered her workroom, her thoughts came back to the present. Sophie was no longer employed at the store. She had long since retired and moved away. Sally amused herself by wondering what the old woman was getting herself into these days. Ever since that night at Sophie's, Sally had really begun to enjoy masturbating with someone else watching. Once in a while she would really put on a show for the manikins, who stood around her workshop. She would sit in a chair in front of them, pull up her skirt, pull down her panties, and tickle her clit until she was in a raving sexual frenzy. How often she had wished the manikins would come alive and join her in her game. On this particular, morning, Sally was busy dressing her manikins in the latest winter fashions. The morning went fast, and before she knew it, it was lunch time. Gloria, a salesgirl in cosmetics, came in to ask Sally if she would like to have lunch with her. Sally said she would, and they were both soon swaying down the street together on their way to a nearby coffee shop.
Sally knew that Gloria had a good-looking younger brother, and from the way that Gloria had talked about him, she suspected that Gloria and her brother were very very close. Sally knew Gloria was an extremely hot bitch, and they had even been rivals for some of the better-looking studs who worked in the store.
Sally tried to turn the conversation to Gloria's brother.
"How's Wally?" she asked.
"Oh, he's fine," answered Gloria.
"What's he been up to lately?"
"The usual thing."
Sally took this to mean that Wally was still going strong with his very active cock. Gloria had said in the past that he was quite a ladies' man. She always spoke of her brother in very intimate terms, and Sally had a suspicion that Gloria and WaUy were making it together. Sally envied Gloria for having a built-in young stud in the house, and she thought it would be a nice idea to get herself invited over.
Sally told Gloria that she had just bought several good records, and she'd like Gloria to hear them. She knew that Gloria had a stereo she was very proud of, and, just as she had hoped, Gloria asked her to stop over and they would play the records. Sally remembered her date with Bill that night, so she arranged a meeting for the next night.
"I think Wally would really like to hear them, too," Sally said. Gloria smiled wisely and said she would tell Wally that Sally was coming and if he was interested, he would be there. That was good enough for Sally.
The girls walked back to the store together. Before separating and going their own ways, Sally gave Gloria a tender pat on her full ripe ass and winked.
"See you tomorrow night then," she said.
That evening Sally was making herself a big dinner because she felt she would need the energy. Bill was coming over, and she remembered she always burned up a lot of calories fucking Bill. She made a huge salad, broiled a thick juicy sirloin steak, and baked herself a sweet potato. As she tossed the salad, it reminded her of a gigantic orgy where bodies intertwined and piled up like pieces of chopped assorted vegetables. The salad oil reminded her of her own fragrant juices. How would cunt juice on a salad be? she wondered. And how might salad dressing be as a lubricant for getting a fat cock slid up my ass? The steak reminded Sally of some well-hung men that she knew, and the potato reminded her of still other men. Almost every shape reminded Sally of one sort of sex organ or another. When she stuck her tongue into a cherry, it reminded her of a hard clit. When she ate a banana, it made her think of all the nice stiff cocks she had taken into her warm mouth. Only ice cream didn't have any associations, so Sally didn't like ice cream very much.
Just as she'd finished dinner, the phone rang. It was Robert. He apologized for having left her alone at his apartment the night before. Sally told him that she didn't mind, that she had had a lovely time with his sister. Robert asked if he could come over that evening, but Sally had to put him off because she was expecting Bill. Robert asked about the next night and again she had to put him off. Finally they made a date for the night after. Sally's social sexual calendar was really full, and she liked that. It seemed that there just weren't enough hours in the day, and she grabbed every opportunity to fuck her brains out. After she cleaned up the dinner dishes, she straightened out her apartment, and put away small things that were likely to get broken, because she knew that Bill was really a wild man when it came to fucking. Just as she was finished putting away her breakables, the doorbell rang. She went over and threw it open, and with an eager look on his face, thiere stood Bill. She invited him in and mixed him his favorite drink. He took one sip of the drink and put it down. He began leering at her. She was wearing one of her typically whorish outfits, and Bill couldn't control himself. He started walking towards her with his hands stretched out in front of him. His fingers were making grabbing motions. Sally knew just what excited Bill, and she started inching away. As he approached, she backed off. Finally he started running after her.
Good old Bill, she thought. Always the same old games. She started running away and making wild screeching noises. She ran around the couch and he ran after her. She ran around the dining-room table with him hot on her heels. After a few more trips around the apartment in this fashion, they ran into the bedroom and she stood with her back against the wall like a trapped animal. Now Bill knew he had her. She stood there breathless, her huge tits heaving, and sweat began to show on her forehead.
He slowly stalked closer and closer until he was about three feet in front of her; then he sprang at her and grabbed her in a tremendous bear hug. It still wasn't time to submit, Sally knew, so she started wiggling and thrashing in a desperate effort to get out of his grasp. He knew she couldn't and certainly didn't want to, but she knew that this excited Bill tremendously. She could feel the hard lump in his pants as it pressed against her stomach.
Bill now worked his way around her so he was holding her from the back. Her luscious tits swung wildly from side to side in the struggle.
"You're really going to get it now, bitch! I'm going to shove my cock so far into your cunt you'll feel it in your throat!"
Sally knew this really turned Bill on, and she had to admit she found it very exciting, too. Bill was now reaching one hand into the top of her dress, firmly grabbing and squeezing a heavy, quivering tit. He forced his other hand between her legs' and grabbed a healthy handful of soggy cunt. He threw her down on the bed without letting her go. He kept his hands busy massaging her tit and twat, while rubbing his giant prick on the twin mounds of her voluptuous ass. He only let go with one hand long enough to pull down his pants and set his stiff horny cock free.
At the same time he lifted her mini-skirt and tore her brief panties off. Sally's bare pink ass felt the cold air of the room raising tiny goosebumps on it. Bill began to rub the fat soft head of his dick around the swollen cheeks of her beautiful young ass. He rubbed it up and down in the soft valley between her asscheeks, massaging her drooling pussy and stiff clit. When he felt she was ready, he deposited a large puddle of his own spit in his hand, then rubbed it on the head of his cock. With a lunge he shoved it full length up her hot, pungent asshole. Sally gave a cry of surprised pain, but her moans quickly turned into sounds of intense pleasure and while Bill pressed his fingers up her cunt, his bulging rod slid furiously in and out of her tight asshole. Bill could feel his own cock through the thin wall that separated Sally's two holes.
Bill was fucking as hard as he possibly could now, and they bounced up and down on the bed like a ship in a storm at sea. The creak of the bed springs brought a strange harmony to Sally's desperate moans of ecstasy. She was on her second orgasm when Bill's cock began exploding, firing hot bullets of steaming man juice into hex satin-lined asshole. They stayed in this position, resting, until Bill's prick deflated. He then rolled over on his back and relaxed completely.
Sally had enjoyed having her asshole fucked so much that she was determined to give Bill something nice for dessert. She thought for a moment, and then a sexy little lightbulb lit in her brain. She squatted down oh the bed and held her hand under her smoldering puckered bung. With the index finger of her other hand, she pried open the little brown door to her ass, and Bill's recently deposited scum oozed out on to her waiting hand.
When it had all slithered out, she raised her hands up to her lips and with her curled tongue lifted the mess into her mouth and swallowed it. The strong taste of hot jism always thrilled Sally, but the added spice of her own asshole made it the most delicious treat she'd ever had, and she enjoyed the warm feeling it made as it slid down her throat and into her stomach. Bill clearly enjoyed the little show, too, because his iimp cock was once again rising to its full stiff glory.
He grabbed her and threw her down on her back. He sank down on top of her and crushed his heavy lips onto hers. He stuck his tongue into her mouth and began thrashing it around, tasting every inch of her warm wet mouth. He raised his- hips and slowly inserted his huge dick into her starving pussy. He began slowly humping in and out, while his balls bounced off the cheeks of her luscious ass. While he worked away at her cunt, she slipped her hand around the back of his hips and slipped her long thin little finger up his tight asshole. She wiggled her finger slowly around and massaged his throbbing prostate gland. He grabbed one of her ample asscheeks in each of his hands and lifted her hips up with every vigorous thrust of his hot dick. Since he had shot a load into her ass so recently, it took him a long while to come again, and while a new supply of jism was brewing in his balls, Sally was experiencing a long series of powerful orgasms. Each one sent her into a rage of passion, and just when she thought she couldn't stand any more, another orgasm was waiting in her belly to explode through her body. It was like watching a train. The end was out of sight around a bend, but car after car appeared and went by, and just as you thought the caboose was about to appear, another long series of cars went by and still the end was not in sight.
Finally the cream spilled out of Bill's prick, and they both sank into the bed for a rest.
"Same old Bill," said Sally. "You're really a wonder." The rest of the evening was more of the same. They would rest, maybe have a snack, and then go at it again. If there were such a thing as a cunt-lapping Olympics, Bill would win hands down. He was the all-time champ.
The next morning, when Sally awoke, she was alone. She didn't remember Bill leaving. In fact, she didn't remember much after the sixth fuck. There was no telling how long Bill ravaged her body with his beautiful cock. After a fucking session like that, she was- sure that she had had enough, at least until that evening, and she wouldn't even bother masturbating before going to work.
Chapter Four
It was a rainy day, and Sally was working in the store's big picture windows. She was setting up manikins in various displays. As she worked, men would stop on the sidewalk and admire her body.
They didn't even notice the manikins when Sally was in the window. She completely stole the show.
She wasn't afraid to show off what she had. When she saw an interesting man stop, she would make sure that she bent ever to pick something up, sticking her ass right out at the man's face. She knew that her tight panties clearly showed the outline of her ass and cuntlips, and that there would be enough of her curly pussy hairs sticking out to make the scene exciting.
Sometimes she would strike a pose like the manikins, and stay perfectly still. People would go by without noticing her. Once in a while, as someone was looking over the display in the window, she would suddenly begin to move. She got a kick out of the startled expressions of the passers-by. She often wondered if the people ever noticed that she posed the manikins in such a way that their gaze always seemed to fall on each other's erogenous zones. Sometimes a group of manikins would be staring at each other's plastic tits, plastic cock bulges, and plastic asses. This went along with Sally's quest for realism. If people are usually in those poses, why shouldn't the manikins be? she thought.
During her lunch hour she wandered around the downtown streets alone, and enjoyed the autumn rain. The beads of water covering everything turned the town into a sparkling jewelry box.
Sunshine is nice, Sally thought, but so is rain. She watched most of the people walking down the street, only interested in keeping dry. They didn't seem to notice how nice the rain made everything look. Sally thought that it was the same with fucking. A lot of people hurried by without really thinking about how marvelous it could be, having a cock rammed into the various openings of their bodies. Sally wished she could fuck somebody right there in the middle of the street. The rain would fall on her and her lover, and everyone could see the beauty of the rain and the beauty of two people fucking their asses off at the same time.
On her way back to the store, Sally passed a blind man selling pencils. She dropped a coin into his cup and thought if she only had time, she would like to give the poor man a fast blow job. Sally was a firm believer in charity.
The afternoon went fast for Sally, even though her thoughts were on the coming evening with Gloria and, she hoped, Wally.
Sally got to Gloria's house early in the evening, because she hoped to have a long and exciting time with her friend and her friend's brother. She was terribly disappointed when she found out that Wally was at baseball practice and not at home. Gloria seemed very friendly and determined to have a good time.
The girls were sitting on Gloria's king-sized bed, listening to the records Sally had brought over. "Beautiful music like this just makes me so relaxed," said Gloria as she lay down and put her head in Sally's lap. Sally stroked Gloria's hair and put her other hand on one of Gloria's full, round tits.
"That feels so good," said Gloria as she slipped her hand up into Sally's blouse. Naturally Sally wasn't wearing a bra, and Gloria immediately began, to rub the cute brown nipples that decorated each one of Sally's huge knockers. Sally also began massaging Gloria's beautiful jugs.
The girls continued until both of them had warm cunt juice slowly drooling out of their twats. Their nipples were hard and puckered. Sally raised Gloria's head up off her lap and, leaning down, crushed her lips over the other girl's. Her tongue darted in between Gloria's parted lips, and she began sucking Gloria's sweet saliva into her own mouth. As they kissed, their hands continued to grope at each other's tits. Sally slipped her middle finger into Gloria's warm waiting pussy and was delighted to find it wet with warm slimy juice.
Sally sat back up and moved Gloria from her lap, laying her down on the bed.
Sally smiled at Gloria and said, "Your mouth tastes so delicious that I want to feel my tongue in your pussy, because I know that your hot twat is even more delicious."
As she spoke, she sat up and began unfastening Gloria's pants. She slid the zipper down, exposing white smooth flesh and the pink nylon of her underwear. She.lifted Gloria's ass and slid her pants off her hips, then grabbed the bottoms of the pants and slowly pulled them from her beautiful legs. Sally stopped to admire the view before her. Gloria lay on the bed wearing a sexy halter top, through which showed the outlines of her beautiful tits and her firm, hard nipples. Below the halter, Gloria's flat stomach extended to the tops of her low-cut bikini panties. Gloria's indented belly button was so cute, Sally couldn't resist sticking her tongue into it and covering it with kisses.
She sat back up and admired how Gloria's panties fit tightly around her plump pussy. The material of the panties let the curly black hair of Gloria's churning cunt show through. Sally could see the crotch of the panties was soaking wet with the girl's fragrant juice. She reached out and. grabbed the brief panties. Gloria lifted her ass, and Sally slid the panties off her. The sight of Gloria's beautiful twat was too much to resist, and as Gloria lifted and spread her thighs, the cuntlips opened, exposing the wet pink interior. Sally slowly leaned over the warm, juicy gash, and as fragrant odors of feminine sex rose to her nostrils, she closed her eyes and stuck her tongue out, tasting the saltiness of Gloria's box.
She was wildly lashing her tongue around Gloria's cunt as Gloria ground her hips around and around, pressing her twat into Sally's eager face. Just as they were really beginning to get into the swing of it all, the door swung, open.
Sally wouldn't even had known anything was wrong, except Gloria had stopped gyrating her hips. She looked up, and Gloria was smiling past Sally at something beyond. Sally turned around and saw two handsome teenage boys standing in the doorway, their mouths hanging wide open. Sally recognized Watty immediately, but she didn't know his friend. She wasn't sure if she should be embarrassed or not, but when Gloria said, "Hello, Wally. Hi, Jim. This' is my friend Sally." Sally realized that there was nothing to be upset about. Gloria made the introduction just as casually as if they were fully clothed and sitting in the living room.
"Hello," said Wally as he walked into the room. His friend followed a short distance behind.
"Hello, Wally," said Sally. "Do you remember me?"
"Oh, sure I do," he answered. "I've been hoping to see you again."
"Cut out the formal bullshit," said Gloria. "Why don't you two fuckers get your clothes off and hop in bed with us?" Just as she said that, the boys began furiously removing their clothing. In a moment, both of them were standing there naked, with their huge stiff cocks pointing out at the two young women. Now Sally was the only one left with her clothes on. The boys walked over to her, and both began undressing her. Wally pulled her jersey up over her head as Sally lifted her arms high to make it easier for him. As her jersey was swept up over her body, her heavy tits were lifted momentarily and then settled down with a slight quiver to their usual position. Jim was unfastening Sally's pants and slipping them, along with her underpants, off her.
When Sally was naked, Wally pressed against her . hot tits and pressed his mouth against hers. Their tongues met in a hot, wet kiss. Jim pushed Sally's thighs apart and lowered his head between them. He began slowly and sensuously licking along the crack of Sally's steaming cunt.
Gloria, not wanting to be left out, crept over to Jim, and, putting her arms around his hips, lowered her head onto his huge dick, engulfing it with her wet mouth. She began giving him a vigorous blow job.
The four bodies on the bed changed positions from time to time in order to move from a cunt to a tit, from a tit to an asshole, or a cock to a cunt. At one point Sally had the two young boys sticking their tongues into her hot cunt and ass at the same time, while Gloria was sticking her tongue into Sally's slavering mouth. For a while, Sally had a chance to sit back and watch Gloria sucking off her own brother, while Jim lapped wildly at Gloria's flowing gash. Sally watched for a few moments, rubbing her own clitoris, until the others realized she was being left out, and they all turned their attentions to her. Jim pulled Sally's head down on his hard throbbing cock, while Wally slipped between her legs and shoved his enormous tool into her cunt. Gloria became interested in Sally's warm and wonderful tits and buried her face in their smooth contours while sticking her own fingers into her cavernous twat. This was the type of thing Sally lived for. Having these three homy people working away at her voluptuous body was more than she could hope for.
While she sucked on one delicious cock, another was ramming into her very welcoming cunt, and at the same time, Gloria was massaging and kissing her tits.
Suddenly Jim's big prick exploded with spurt after spurt of hot cum. Sally swallowed as fast as she could and could barely keep up with the passionate flow of Jim's delicious jizz. Just as she'd swallowed the last and was licking the leftovers from Jim's pee slit, she felt Wally's tool beginning to pump his load into her cunt. The total sensation was almost too much for Sally, and as her own orgasm began churning in her belly, her mind was fully loaded with exquisite sensations; all she was aware of was the most intense and overwhelming pleasure.
After this incredible experience, the four hot lovers arranged themselves in a daisy chain around the bed. Sally got Jim's cock in her mouth again, while Wally lay with his head between Sally's warm
Soft thighs and slowly and gently licked at her pink cuntlips. Gloria took her own brother's cock into her mouth and slowly and lovingly sucked'on it. Jim was kissing and sucking Gloria's twat and asshole.
Since they had all already had several orgasms, the, daisy chain went on at a slow, leisurely pace for a long time. After a few more orgasms all around, they all took a shower together and made plans to get together again real soon.
While Sally was on her way home, she thought of the wonderful evening, and commented to herself how lucky she was to have such hot-blooded and horny friends.
The next day Sally's thoughts were occupied with her date that evening with Robert. She hoped she would get a chance to find out what sort of a fucker he was. Their first date was very nice, and Sally had become interested in getting a chance to feel Robert's cock in her various holes.
That evening, Sally took a shower and was dressed in a sexy negligee, waiting for Robert. She had decided to keep him at home with her all evening. That way she would be sure that nothing could go wrong.
She was lying on the couch, trying to think of new ways to fuck and about how much fun she was going to have with Robert that evening, when the doorbell rang. It was Robert.
"Hello," he said, "I've got a surprise for you."
"Really?" said Sally, hoping that the surprise would have something to do with his cock and her cunt. "What is it?"
"I've got two ringside tickets to the wrestling matches tonight."
"The wrestling matches?" said Sally. "I was hoping we could spend a nice quiet evening here at my place."
"That would be nice," said Robert, "but I already got the tickets and I'd hate to waste them."
"Okay," said Sally, hoping the wrestling matches might give Robert the idea of doing a little wrestling of his own later on.
Sally enjoyed the wrestlers more than she thought she would. Their muscular bodies and the big bulge in their pants gave her quite a thrill. Robert seemed to enjoy himself, too. All those muscular men going through all sorts of contortions in the ring made Sally hungry. She excused herself and went to look for a hot-dog stand. When she found one, she was surprised to see one of the wrestlers standing there, munching on a hot dog, with as much vigor as he had shown in the ring a while before. Sally walked over to him and said, "You sure develop an appetite wrestling, don't you?"
"Yes," he said. "It takes a lot out of yqu."
"I got hungry just watching," said Sally with a friendly smile. She was admiring the wrestler's big muscles, and especially the muscle that showed down in his brief wrestling shorts. The thought of getting into one of those sexy wrestling holds made her thighs drip with sweet cunt juice. She. had to figure out a way to get this wrestler to show her a few holds.
"Wrestling seems like a very exciting sport," Sally said. "I'll bet it's very interesting when you know more about it."
"Oh, yes," said the wrestler. "Is this the first time you've seen wrestling matches?"
"Yes it is," admitted Sally, "but I'd love to leam all about it."
"Well, I could show you a few pointers," said the wrestler.
Sally thought about how she would like to get his point into her soft warm mouth, and she asked him if he might show her a few of his favorite holds.
"Sure," he said. "Come on back to the dressing room and I can show you a lot."
Sally walked back to the dressing room with her newfound friend. He had a nice big dressing room with a table, and the walls were covered with pictures of the wrestler and other muscular studs in wrestling shorts.
"Wrestling can be very useful to a woman," said the wrestler. "For instance, if a man was going to try and grab you from behind, you could give him an elbow smash to his ribs, and then put him in a hammer lock."
"Oh, yes," said Sally, as she wondered why she would want to do that to a man that was about to grab her. "Why don't you show me exactly what you mean?".
"Okay," said the wrestler. "Make pretend I'm coming up behind you, and I'm going to grab you."
"Oh, let's not pretend," said Sally. "Why don't you just do it?"
"Okay,"he said, "but be careful."
"Oh, don't worry, I will," she said. The wrestler came up and put his arms around Sally's rib cage. He was trying to be polite and not grab any feels, and that disappointed Sally.
"Well," he said, "now you can give me a smash to the ribs with your elbow."
Sally said it felt so good to have his big strong arms around her that she wouldn't want to do that to him.
"Well," he said, "if you want me to show you something about wrestling, that's what we have to do."
He just isn't catching on, thought Sally, and as he let go of her, she turned to face him and said, "Let me show you a few of my own holds." With that, she threw her arms around his neck, pulled his face towards her and pressed her lips firmly against 'his. At first, the athlete was shocked and surprised, but once Sally had stuck her tongue into his mouth, he began to get the picture. He wrapped his arms around her and held her firm tits against his bare muscular chest. Sally could feel his sleeping cock awakening, and it began to make a very firm impression on her.
The strong wrestler was now grinding his hips into her seriously, and his muscular tongue was licking the insides of her mouth with great passion Sally hoped she wasn't biting off more than she could chew by getting into a wrestling match with this huge man.
Before she knew it, he had picked her up and carried her to the table. He laid her down and lowered himself down beside her. His strong hands were grasping at her beautiful round tits. He took a stiff round nipple into his strong mouth and was sucking her tit harder than it had ever been sucked before. His other hand reached under her short skirt and slipped her brief clinging panties off without any effort at all. He then began to massage her throbbing, drooling cunt with such force that Sally thought her poor pussy might not stand up under the strength in this man's hands. The feeling that this vigorous massaging had on her freely flowing twat was truly amazing. She felt as if she were in the grasp of a wild beast. When he slipped his muscular thick finger into her cunt and began rotating it round and round, she thought she would pass out with ecstasy. She grabbed at his trunks and tried to pull them off him, but they were so tight, and his body was so big, she couldn't budge them. When he saw the problem she was having, he jumped up and pulled them off himself. Immediately his huge cock sprang out at a forty-five-degree angle. She looked at his marvelous prick in amazement. It was as thick as a baseball bat and, she thought, almost as long. The fat head was engorged with blood, and it seemed to be looking at her with lust in its one eye. His whole fat cock was pulsating to the beat of his heart. His mighty balls hung down at least six inches below the base of his tremendous cock. The weight of his rocks surprised Sally as she cupped her hands underneath them and jostled them around in her palm. She pulled at his sac so he was led a few steps forward towards her face.
When his magnificent tool was within range, Sally slipped her lips around the bulging head. She could barely fit the head of ibis tremendous rod into her mouth. Her jaws were aching with an effort to open wide enough for his luscious prick. After tonguing his beautiful throbbing cockhead for a while, she realized she could get more of it into her drooling pussy than she could in her mouth. She took her mouth off the luscious cock and said, "Shove it into my cunt! I can't wait to feel your beautiful prick ramming the insides of my pussy!"
The wrestler leaped up on the table and immediately thrust his giant rod into her starving twat. The sensation of having this huge dong suddenly thrust its way into Sally's tender pink cuntlips at first caused a slight pain. The walls of her horny box stretched to accommodate the huge intruder. Once her cunt canal had stretched over his plowing prick, the feeling was so exquisite that Sally could only gasp in ecstatic amazement. The powerful athletic stud on top of her began ramming his meat harder and harder into her drooling cunt. His heavy balls slapped the bottom of her firm tender ass every time he thrust forward. Sally's legs were wrapped firmly around his muscular hips, and with every onslaught of his magnificent dong, she pulled his body firmly up against hers in an effort to take advantage of every last inch of his stiff dick.
Sally reached an orgasm before the wrestler did, and since her cunt was satisfied for the moment, she decided to give her mouth a special treat.
"Pull it out of my pussy and shove it into my mouth!" she cried. "Come in my mouth! I want to taste your jism!"
The wrestler did as he was told. He withdrew his long hot prick from her drooling pussy and crawled on his knees rapidly towards her face. She took his huge cock in both hands and, as quickly and as hard as she could, jerked the tight skin of his rod back and forth, while she crammed the magnificent bulging cockhead once more into her waiting mouth.
The wrestler was in a frenzy now, arid jerked his powerful hips back and forth, ramming his almost exploding cock deep into Sally's throat. The next thing Sally knew, her throat was filled with a huge glob of hot, slippery liquid. His jism burned her throat and it tasted as good as she had hoped. She couldn't contain everything that this angry cock was pumping into her mouth, and white sizzling cum began overflowing her lips and running down her cheeks. When the flow had stopped and the wrestler had taken his cock out of her mouth, Sally lay in an exhausted heap on the table. The taste of his boiling cum filled her mouth. She licked as much of it off of her face as she could reach with her tongue.
"What a magnificent fuck," she said, looking up at the muscular stud who was over her. "Wrestling really is a great sport."
"It sure is," said the wrestler, "and that was my favorite hold."
"Well, thanks a lot," said Sally, getting up off the table. She went over to the sink and threw one thigh over the cool porcelain. She ran the water over her hand and rinsed the juicy lips of her cunt. Then she rinsed the remains of his sticky jism off her cheeks and throat.
"Well, I'll have to be getting back to my seat, or my friend will begin to wonder where I am."
As she walked towards the door, the wrestler called out, "Wait a minute, I have something for you."
Anxiously she turned to see what it might be. "Here are two tickets to next week's wrestling matches," he said. "I hope I'll see you here again." "Gee, thanks," said Sally and left the room. When she got back to her seat, Robert said he was just about to come and get her. He was afraid she had gotten lost.
"Oh, no," she said, "I wasn't lost. I met one of the wrestlers at the hot-dog stand and he showed me a little bit about wrestling."
"Oh, that's nice," he said as he looked back at the action in the ring.
Sally remembered she didn't get her hot dog after all, but she didn't seem to be hungry any longer. When she realized how much of the wrestler's delicious juices she had swallowed, she knew why.
After the wrestling matches, Robert insisted on taking Sally to his favorite bar to have a few drinks. This sounded like a good idea to her, because there was nothing like a drink or two to loosen up everything; and makefucking nicer than usual.
They were sitting in a cosy corner of an elegant bar, enjoying their drinks and talking about the wrestling matches, when a man about Robert's age staggered over to their table.
"Hi ya, Robert. How's the kid?" said the drunken man.
"Well, Harry, you old son of a gun! How have you been?" said Robert.
"Oh, pretty good," said Harry, sliding down into the chair opposite Sally. Robert introduced his old old friend to Sally. Harry insisted on buying everyone another round, and it wasn't long before Robert and Harry were talking about old times and getting pretty drunk. Sally had drunk more than she was accustomed to, also, and was feeling very lightheaded. Harry, however, who had started drinking early that evening, was getting incredibly smashed. As Robert talked about how much fun they had had in the Air Force together, Harry slowly slid off his chair under the table.
"Well," said Robert, "I guess that takes care of Harry. Now let's see. Where were we before he came over here? Ah yes, we were talking about the main event tonight. Wasn't it something when Big Bear Barney had Commander Cory in that incredible leg lock?"
"Yes, it certainly was," admitted Sally.
Robert went on talking about the wrestling matches and how much he enjoyed them, while Sally dropped hints that she wanted to get Robert into a wrestling match of their own. Robert didn't seem to be picking up any of the hints, though, and just as she thought she was going to lose her mind, Sally felt a hand on her knee. She had forgotten all about Harry under the table. Pretty soon there was a hand on both of her thighs. Harry, apparently revived, was attracted by her voluptuous legs, exposed under her short skirt. The idea of sitting there, talking to Robert, while having her legs massaged underneath the table, was very exciting.
Harry was sliding his fingers up under her skirt and playing with the fringes of her pussy hair Sally slid down a few inches and spread her thighs fully apart. This gave Harry a much better shot at her tender pussy that had now begun giving off fragrant moist smells. She could feel Harry sliding his face along the inside of her thighs, kissing and licking at the warm tender flesh. In a few minutes he had worked his way up to the warm valley between her legs. He was pressing his lips against the spreading lips of her hot pussy and reaching up her drooling crack as far as his tongue could reach. Sally slid a little farther down and raised her cunt to give Harry all the help she could.
He was now licking her cunt as if it were an ice cream cone and he was a starving man. The tip of his tongue pressed down firmly on her throbbing clitoris, and he wiggled it all about. Then he slid his tongue into the inner lips and slowly moved it in and out and from side to side.
Meanwhile, Robert was continuing his conversation, but Sally was no longer bored. She could have sat there all night. Sally reached under the table and picked up one of Harry's hands that was resting on her thigh. She put the hand under her Hugh and brought it up to the smooth crack of her ass, Harry, drunk as he was, got the idea. He pushed his middle finger against her tight brown asshole and slid it into her bung. He moved his finger around expertly, and as his tongue lashed the inside of her velvet twat, his clever finger stimulated her butt hole. Sally now put her hand on the back of Harry's head. She pushed his face as hard as she could against her gushing cunt, and an orgasm began bubbling up from the pit of her stomach and soon the whole room was reeling frenziedly.
As her orgasm subsided, Harry once again slipped down onto the floor. Sally felt very relaxed now and continued listening to Robert's conversation.
Finally she said, "Robert honey, wouldn't you really like to go back to my place for a while?"
"Sure," he said, a little unsure of himself. He was feeling pretty drunk and hoped he wouldn't have any trouble walking out of the bar. As they got up to leave, Robert lifted the edge of the table cloth and said, "So long, Harry. It's been nice talking about old times."
"Good night, Harry," Sally added. "It's been a pleasure meeting you."
Harry didn't respond.
As they got to the car, Sally insisted on driving, because Robert looked too drunk.
"Okay," he said, "that's a good idea." Then he slumped down into the front seat. Sally began driving towards her apartment, and in order to get Robert in the right mood, she began describing exactly what she wanted to do with him.
"Robert, we've been going out together for almost a week, and we really haven't had a chance to be alone, so when we get to my place, we're going to pull down the shades, turn down the lights, and get into bed together. Then, I'm going to rub your cock and stick it into my mouth, and I'm going to suck your dick and suck it until you shoot your wad. Then I'm going to sit on your face, and you're going to ream my drooling cunt with your tongue. How does that sound to you, honey?" But as she looked over to Robert, she realized he was sound asleep. She grabbed him by the shoulder and shook him, but he was too far gone, and she realized there would be no fucking and sucking with Robert that night.
Chapter Five
The next morning Sally was furious at having let Robert slip through her fingers a second time. But it was Saturday morning, and there was a whole day to look forward to. Since Sally didn't have to get up for work, she enjoyed lying in bed for an hour or so diddling herself and thinking about past sexual adventures. When she finally got up, she took a shower and fixed herself a nice big breakfast. She thought a big breakfast was very important because she wanted to have enough energy for whatever fucking she might encounter that day.
Saturday was Sally's marketing day, and she decided to go to the supermarket right away and get it over with. When Sally went to the supermarket, she wheeled her cart slowly down the long line of vegetables. She picked out some nice potatoes, lettuce, radishes, and green peppers. She was thinking of a salad and enjoyed picking out vegetables that would make a nice assortment of shapes and colors in the salad bowl. As she was picking out a bag of carrots, it reminded her of when she was a younger girl and carrots came in so handy for masturbating. She would take them out of the refrigerator and warm them up between her thighs until they were approximately the same temperature as a stiff cock. Then she would stick it into her young juicy cunt and wiggle it around, imagining that there was a good-looking young stud attached to the other end of it. She would take the carrot out of her cunt and stick it into her mouth and suck at it. Once she had licked off all her own cunt juice, she would stick it back into her .twat and ram it in and out.
As Sally moved down the long counter, she came to boxes of glistening grapes. She picked out a plump bunch and put them in her basket. The grapes reminded her of a time she had a young stud visiting her apartment. She was dropping grapes into the young boy's mouth one at a time when she thought of a new game to play with them. She would stick the grape into her hot pussy and the young boy would have to suck it out of her with his long tongue and lips. Once, she stuck a grape into her ass and as the young boy plunged his tongue up her cunt hole in search of the grape, she started to snicker. The boy caught on and immediately began to grope for the grape in her asshole. When he'd plucked it out and swallowed it, he said, "Two can play that game," and they occupied themselves for quite a while by sucking grapes out of each other's asses.
Next, Sally picked out a few fat cucumbers. She had masturbated with cucumbers a few times, and the greater thickness made them a better dildo than a carrot. As she put the cucumbers down in her basket, she had an idea. Why not shove one into her cuht right then and there? That way, as she strolled up and down the aisles of the supermarket, she. could feel the cucumber filling her hungry cunt, and every step would be like a mini-fuck. She picked up the cucumber and held it in front of her skirt. She walked down the aisle slowly, until she was sure nobody was watching. Then she slipped the cucumber quickly under her dress, pulled the thin patch of nylon covering her cunt to one side, and with a slight squat, shoved the cucumber full length into her twat. The cucumber did the trick, and as she walked around the supermarket, she was definitely aware of the sensational feeling of having something that size stuffed into her box. She found that as she squatted down to examine an item on the bottom shelf, she could force the cucumber higher into her steaming hole. If she walked faster, the cucumber rubbed the inner skin of her pussy harder. Sally experimented, picking things up from the bottom shelf, reaching high up over her head to the top shelf, walking faster, and walking slower. She could stop for a while and examine an item, and while she read the label on a can of peas, she could cross her legs and swivel her hips back and forth, feeling the cucumber become hot and heavy in her drooling cunt.
As Sally strolled through the supermarket, maneuvering the cucumber around in her pussy, she began to feel the beginnings of an orgasm rising from her cucumber-stuffed twat. As she pushed her cart down the aisle, she twisted and swung her hips as much as she could. She walked faster, keeping her thighs close together. As the orgasm began to spread through her belly, she wondered if her peculiar movements might not be causing people to stare.
What the hell? she thought. Let them stare if they like. I've never had so much fun shopping before in my life.
As Sally wheeled through the dairy section, her orgasm was complete, and as she rode her cart towards the cashier, she suddenly remembered she would have to pay for the cucumber in her twat. Sticking a cucumber in her pussy was one thing, but shoplifting was another, and Sally always paid her way.
As she stood inline, she realized she would have to slide the vegetable from her pussy and place it in the cart with the other groceries. As she unloaded her cart and put the items on the conveyer belt with one hand, she slipped her other hand secretly up her dress, slipping two fingers into her soaking-wet cunt and grabbing the cucumber. She slipped it out quickly and put it down on the conveyor belt as nonchalantly as possible. Immediately, the pungent aroma of the slime-soaked cucumber rose in the air. The cashier began crinkling her nose up, sniffing around, trying to determine if the funky odor was coming from her own crotch. As she rang up each item, she picked it up and slid it along the conveyer to the young boy who was placing the items in a paper bag. When she picked up the cucumber, its warmth and thick wetness exposed it as the origin of the sexy smell. Not knowing quite what to think, she slid the cucumber down to the young boy, who picked it up and placed it in the bag. He immediately knew something strange had just happened, and as he handed Sally her bag of groceries, she could tell by the look on his face that he was just beginning to put two and two together.
As she walked out of the store, she gave a little chuckle.
Life is so wonderful, she thought, if only you know how to make the most of it.
When Sally got to the car, she took the cucumber out of the bag and held it under her nose. She inhaled deeply, savoring the wonderful aroma that rose up from the still arm vegetable. Then she shoved it back in her cunt and was determined to leave it there until something else came along to take its place.
Sally sped down the road, and on her way home she saw a young boy standing on the side of the road with his thumb out. She immediately pulled the cucumber from her twat and put in into her grocery bag. Then she swerved over and stopped her car right alongside the young man..
"Hop in," she said with a smile.
The boy got in and thanked her for stopping. As she continued down the road, she glanced over at him and sized up his young body. He seemed like a strong, solidly built hoy of sixteen or seventeen years. Sally tried to make him feel at ease by talking about the weather and other trivial matters. When the boy was loosened up. Sally suggested that he might want to come along with her for a ride in the country. He said he had nowhere in particular to go and that would be great.
As they headed out of town, Sally asked the boy if he would like to drive her car.
"Well, I only have a learner's permit," he said, "but I'd love to drive."
"Well, that's fine," said Sally. "I'm sure I can teach you quite a bit."
With this, she pulled over to the side and stopped the car. She immediately jumped out and jogged around the front of the car to the other side. She wanted to give the young boy a good view of her voluptuous body, and as she trotted around the car, she made sure her heavy tits were bobbing up and down with her motion. As she slid into the passenger seat, the boy slid behind the wheel. She could see by the look in his eyes that he had been impressed with her little show.
As they drove along, Sally remarked what a skillful driver he was.
"It's easy to drive out here in the country," he said, "where you don't have to put up with traffic and all kinds of obstructions."
"That's true," said Sally, "but the mark of a good driver is to be able to keep his mind on his driving even when he's distracted. I'll give you a little test. I'll try and distract you, and you keep your eye on the road."
With that, she slid over until her firm tit was pressing against the boy's arm. She put her arm around his shoulders and leaned over and kissed him on the ear. Then she slipped her wet tongue into the boy's ear, and ran it along all of the little crevices.
"You're doing fine," she whispered. "You're keeping the car right on course." Then she laid her hand on the boy's thigh and began to slowly rub his warm leg through the denim material of his jeans. She rubbed in a small circle and slowly moved the little circles up towards the growing mound under his fly.
"Very good," she said. "I don't think traffic could distract you for a minute." Then she placed her fingertips on the bulge of his big cock. She could feel his pulse in his tool as it strained against the insides of his jeans. She lightly rubbed her fingers up and down the long, hard shaft, then cupped her hand over the bulge of his big balls.
"Now for the real test," said Sally as she began to unzip the boy's pants. She reached in and wrapped her hand around the hot, swelling prick. She tried to pull it out, but his tool was so swollen that it was very difficult. The boy began to swivel his hips in an effort to help her free his prick from the confining pants. After a short struggle, Sally was beaming down at his long fat dick sticking straight up from his lap.
"Now keep your eyes on the road," she said as she lowered her head slowly down onto the big tool. She opened her soft lips slightly and rested them on the head of the throbbing dick. Her tongue darted out and brushed rapidly back and forth against the rosy head of his beautiful prick. Then she slowly lowered her head until she could feel the cockhead pressing against the back of her throat. Her saliva began to flow freely as she moved her head slowly up and down the hot cock. She reached into his pants and pulled out his balls, cuddling them in her warm palm. The young boy had never been sucked off in a car before. The thrill of driving the big beautiful car while a sexy bitch had her mouth wrapped around his hard meat was sensational.
I wish the other guys could see me now, he thought. He felt like quite a man.
As Sally's mouth slid up and down the length of the cock and his balls were cupped firmly in her hand, and her fragrant hair fell on his lap, he began to feel the cum rising from his balls and heading for the opening in the head of his fat cock. Sally could feel his jism rising from his prick and braced herself for the eruption of hot juice.
As the head of the cock started shooting globs of white slime into Sally's mouth, she began swallowing the juice and enjoying its rich flavor. When the flow had subsided, she kept his tool in her mouth and sucked off the last drops, scrubbing his dick clean with her smooth tongue.
Before sitting up, she lifted his balls slightly and gently kissed each one. Then she slid everything back into his pants, zipped up his fly, and gave him a friendly pat on his shrinking rod. She sat up and smiled at the boy.
"Well, you pass the test."
Sally was now sitting in a puddle of her own cunt juice and was dying to get the boy's tongue into her sizzling twat.
"I have another little test for you," she said to him. "Let's pull over."
The boy looked at Sally, then did what she said. He pulled off the road and shut off the engine.
"Now let's see if you can do for me what I've just done for you."
She turned till she was facing the youth, and leaned back on the car door. She lifted her legs onto the car seat and threw her left leg up onto the back of the seat. The boy looked down between her beautiful legs and saw the wet stain on the crotch of her undies.
"I never ate a woman out before," he said slowly. "I've fucked a lot, but I've never actually eaten cunt."
"Why it's easy," Sally said. "I think you'll really like it."
She slipped her panties off and threw them into the back seat of the car, then leaned back and spread her legs invitingly towards the young boy. He was a little hesitant but slowly leaned forward and put his hands under her thighs, lowering his face to the waiting cunt.
Through her thick black muff, he could see the parted lips, exposing the glistening pink meat of her inner pussy. He slowly lowered his face until he felt the tickle of her hair on the tip of his nose. He stuck his tongue out and felt the curly hair. He moved a little closer until his tongue came in contact with her wet clit, just inside her steaming twat.
As his nostrils filled with the sweet aroma, the young boy became a confirmed cunt-lapper. He ground his face into the warm moisture of her pussy as Sally began to gyrate her hips slightly. She realized the boy was really enjoying his first taste of twat. He was an energetic young stud and really threw himself into the task of eating that hot, flowing cunt.
Sally pulled her knees back towards her face and spread her legs as far as she could, giving the boy as much cunt as she possibly could. He reached his tongue far into her wet hole and licked the smooth walls.
Sally was amazed to see how fast a learner the boy was turning out to be. As he lifted her ass in order to get a lick at her tight asshole, his tongue worked its way into that hot ring and wiggled around like a snake. Then the tongue whipped up to her drooling cunt and covered it with long hard licks. The harder the boy licked, the more Sally yelled for him to lick even harder. Her body was writhing in ecstasy, and her legs were twitching uncontrollably. After several orgasms, when she could stand it no longer, she pushed the boy's head away, and breathlessly congratulated him on a job well done.
The boy had a,broad smile on his young face, and Sally could see the moisture of her own twat shining on his cheeks. She sat up and threw her arms around the boy's neck and gave him a big kiss. The flavor of his masculine saliva, mixed with her own cunt cream, was the perfect dessert after the perfect meal. After they had sat in the car and rested, they got out and took a walk in the beautiful countryside. They talked about sucking and lapping and other related matters. The young boy was grateful for the older woman's excellent tutoring, and he expressed his gratitude. Sally was especially happy when she had the chance to initiate a young boy into a new realm of sexual pleasure.
As Sally headed back towards town to'drop off the young hitchhiker, her thoughts returned to Robert. She didn't think he was trying to avoid fucking her but was merely a victim of circumstances. She was still to know his cock and what it felt like. She hated to have a man slip through her fingers without taking advantage of all the possibilities.
After she dropped the boy off, she decided to spend a leisurely afternoon at home. Maybe Robert would call.
Chapter Six
Sally opened all her drapes to let the afternoon sunshine pour into her apartment. She gathered up a pile of fashion magazines and sat down on the couch facing the windows. This was Sally's favorite way of relaxing. She could thumb through the magazines, and then stare out over the treetops, and all the while she would rub her clit and dabble her fingers in and out of her silken cunt.
As she flipped the pages of the magazines, Sally thought about the male and female models. They were all so beautiful, but it was only a photograph. The clothes would only be worn during a brief photographic session, and the activities they were engaged in ... bicycling, skiing, dancing ... were only put on for the benefit of the camera.
She liked to follow fashions, and she noticed every style was sexy in its own way. The mini-skirts were still popular. Their sexiness was due to all the flesh they exposed. When longer skirts had become fashionable, their sexiness was due to the fact that they hid everything and made the imagination work, Sally had been very interested in wearing long skirts for a while. She had been dating a mechanical engineer, and he had designed a wonderful little device for Sally to hide under her long skirt. It was a dildo, and it was operated by the movement of her legs. It strapped between her thighs, and a spring forced it up her cunt. There were also strings attached to it which were tied around her knees. As she walked, the string would pull against the dildo, pulling it out of her juicy twat, and as she took a step and the string slacked, the spring would shove the dildo back ihto its warm hiding place. So as she walked anywhere, she was getting fucked by the fat plastic dildo that never got soft or tired.
"Dear old Phil," Sally said to herself, recalling the clever stud's name. "I wonder what he's inventing nowadays."
As Sally looked at the pictures of the long-skirted models, she began to think of the warm slender legs that were wrapped in the fabric of the dresses and how the long skirts would trap beautiful odors of the models' warm crotches and smooth legs. She thought how nice it would be if she could be a miniature person, the size of a small doll, and could have a little trapeze between some beautiful model's lovely legs and sit and swing amidst the long flowing skirts as the models strolled along.
While Sally was thinking these weird but pleasurable thoughts, she pressed her finger against the firm button of her clit and gently wagged it back and forth and up and down. She could spend hours like this, and often did. She would bring herself to the point of orgasm, then ease off with her finger on her clitoris and gently stroke the warm moist lips of her cunt and the puckered entrance to her ass, while the orgasm teetered on the brink of happening. When she teased herself for a while like this, and the orgasm was almost disappearing, she would grab her clit suddenly and violently jerk off until her orgasm was shaking her body. Then she would slowly begin the process all over again.
As Sally sat on the couch with the magazine in her lap and her pants off, she would hold her knees far apart, but her feet would be touching each other, and her heels would be brought up towards her body. As she sat like this with her fingers in her cunt, she suddenly became aware of something at her window. She looked up, and there, suspended by ropes, sat a man with a bucket of water in one hand and a window squeegee in the other. Sally never worried about people peeping in her windows, not only because her apartment was high above street level, but because being watched excited her more than it bothered her. Seeing this man at her window all of a sudden startled her, but after the initial reaction, it began to excite her very much. She didn't know how long he had been hanging there watching her, but it didn't really matter. When the window-washer became aware that he had been discovered, he didn't know quiet what to do, so he didn't do anything at first. He seemed to wait to see what Sally would do.
She didn't want to do anything that would embarrass him, so she slowly got up from the couch and walked towards the window, a smile on her face. When she got to the window, she opened it slightly and said in a sarcastic but friendly voice, "Would you like to come in for some cookies and milk, little boy?"
At first the man only stared at her, his mouth hanging open, but in a minute or two he pulled himself together and went along with the joke.
"Yes'm," he said, "I sure would like that."
Sally opened the window the rest of the way, and the man climbed through. Sally went back to the couch and sat down.
"The cookies and milk are in the kitchen, if that's what you really want," she said, "but you can have anything you see."
As she said this, she leaned back on the couch and spread her legs wide. Her pink slit opened, glistening with cunt juice and seemed to invite the window-washer's prick. As he looked at her juicy box, his big dick began to inflate. He kicked off his shoes and pulled his pants off. His huge pecker was staring right at Sally as he walked over to the couch.
Sally held her hands out to the approaching cock, and as soon as it came within reach, caressed it between her warm fingers. She ran her hands gently up and down the hot hard shaft. Using his tool like a handle, Sally sat him down on the couch next to her and leaned her head down towards the pulsating cock.
"Poor thing," she said softly to the head of his bulging cock, "sitting outside all day washing windows, getting stiff and hard out there and not having anything to stick yourself into."
As she whispered these words into the piss hole, she continued stroking his dick gently and weighing the big balls in the palm of her hand. The more she talked to and stroked the cock, the more it began to throb. She kissed it lightly on the head and ran her tongue around the corona.
"You're a big delicious cock," she said to it. "What a shame to waste something like you, hidden in a window-washer's pants all day."
As she talked to it, she slipped her mouth down over the long rod and began licking it with her hot, moist mouth. Sally bobbed her head up and down, sliding the powerful piece of meat in and out of her lips. Then she leaned back against the arm of the couch and reached out towards the Window-washer.
"Stick it in me!" she cried. "Stick it in my hot cunt! I want to feel that gorgeous prick in me!" The horny man immediately pounced on her and had no trouble sliding his meat-into her waiting box. As his hips moved back and forth, slamming his cock as far as he could into her sopping twat, she held him tightly around his muscular chest.
"Harder! Faster!" she panted as the window-washer worked away on her cunt. "Faster!" she repeated, then rammed her tongue into his mouth.
As his tool slid furiously in and out of her slimy hole, she slipped her hand between their two bodies and put the tip of her index finger on her clit, rubbing it in rapid little circles. She tensed the muscles in her cunt to grab at his cock as hard as she could. She could feel the swollen head ramming her pussy. With every thrust of his prick, Sally tightened her cunt around it as it pulled out on the back stroke. She forced her hips down towards the thrusting prick with every forward surge. Just as she felt her own orgasm beginning, the man on top of her gasped and she felt hot cum pour into her cunt, mingling with her own juices.
His big prick twitched with every squirt of hot jizz.
"Don't stop!" Sally screamed. "More! MORE!"
She held onto his body with her legs and arms and continued to thrust her hips up at him. He continued gallantly, and in a few seconds Sally's mind exploded in a powerful orgasm. Their bodies slumped down to rest, and her cunt continued to squeeze every precious drop of his juice into it.
As she felt his prick shriveling inside her hole, Sally said, "That was really wonderful."
"I liked it, too," said the window-washer.
"You'll have to crawl through my window again," she said.
"I wash my way down this side of the building every two weeks," he said, "so I'll keep my eye open for you."
They rested together for a while, then Sally brought out a dish of cookies and some milk for both of them.
When the window-washer had left, Sally went into the bedroom and lay down on her bed to rest. She stretched out on the luxury of her bed and soon fell asleep. As she slept, visions of fat stiff cocks and warm juicy cunts danced through her head. Just as her dreams were beginning to get really juicy, she was awakened by the telephone. It was her brother George, and he had an important favor to ask her. He and his wife were having an awful time trying to find a babysitter for their kids, and they asked Sally if she were free that evening.
Sally admitted that she had nothing else to do and she would babysit. This didn't exactly excite Sally. The last time she had babysat for her brother's kids was several years before, and Donnie, the boy, was a real terror.
Well, she thought, that was a few years ago. Maybe he's settled down since then. After all, he was almost sixteen years old, and the last time she had seen him, a few months ago, he was beginning to look like a handsome young stud.
Later that evening when Sally left her apartment, the phone rang. It was Robert calling for a date. Too late. Sally was already in the elevator on her way to her brother's.
Her brother George lived in the suburbs about a half-hour away. It was a beautiful night, and Sally enjoyed the drive. She parked in front of her brother's house and went up to the door. It was a beautiful house, and Sally thought that some day she would like to get married and have a nice home of her own, but there was plenty of time for that. She enjoyed being single and fucking everyone that she could.
Her brother came to the door and let her in. George was a tall, good-looking man, a few years older than Sally. His wife Cathy was about Sally's age, and had almost as nice a body. Their two children, Donnie and Sharon, were nice kids, but, like all kids their age, were full of energy which they used, it seemed, by making noise and being pests.
"Help, Mommy! He's gonna hit me!"
It was Sharon streaking through the room in a panic, hollering at the top of her lungs. She was followed by Donnie, chasing her and yelling, "I told her I'd hit her if she ... "
As soon as Donnie saw his Aunt Sally, he stopped dead in his tracks. "Oh ... uh ... hi, Aunt Sally," he said.
"Hi, Donnie. How are you?" Sally said as she looked at the young lad. She noticed his eyes were glued to the front of her tight sweater. The boy was at the age of wild horniness and an inability to score very often with girls his own age.
Sally could see by the growing lump in the boy's pants that he was getting turned on by her sexy body.
While Sally and Donnie were looking at each other, getting homy, Cathy strolled into the room, wearing a beautiful evening gown. All eyes went immediately to her. She really was a beautiful woman. She looked like she could be a movie star. The evening gown showed off her beautiful curves and was very low-cut. The tops of her smooth white tits were exposed, and they bounced slightly as she walked.
What a beautiful, sexy family, Sally thought. Except for Sharon, who's still a little young, I'd love to go to bed with any and all of them.
Cathy and George were putting their coats on and were ready to go.
"I hope they won't be too much trouble," said Cathy. She turned to her kids and said, "Now you kids be good and don't give Sally a hard lame."
"I think well all get along just fine," said Sally. "Your kids and I understand each other, and I'm sure there won't be any problems."
The three of them sat in the living room and watched television for a while. Sally noticed that Donnie would look over at her every now and then, and stare at her tits or her thighs, which showed at the bottom of her short skirt. Sally would catch his eye occasionally and smile at the young boy. He would smile back, but then immediately turn back to the television.
Before too long, Sharon announced that she was going to bed. She said good night, and gave Sally a good-night kiss, then climbed the stairs to her bedroom.
With Sharon out of the way; Sally immediately began to plot out a scheme to get her hands on her young handsome nephew. She was very disappointed when, a few minutes after his sister, Donnie said good night and started up the stairs.
"Good night, Donnie," she said, letting the disappointment she felt be heard in her voice. Well, I'll just have to be satisfied babysitting, Sally thought.
She stretched out on the couch and looked at the television set. The TV wasn't enough,to keep Sally occupied for long. She decided she would go into the kitchen and see if she could find something to munch on. As she passed the bottom of the staircase, she looked up and could see. Donnie's bedroom door. It was open slightly, and she saw that his light was on. She hated to let a possibility like this go by without giving it the old college try.
She slowly and quietly walked up the stairs and peeked in the open door. The door was only opened about an inch, and she could only see Bonnie's face and shoulders as he sat up in bed. He appeared to be reading. As Sally moved her head over, she could change her viewpoint and see the boy's young firm body. She slowly moved her head to the side and got a slow, scanning shot of the boy sitting quietly in bed. It appeared to Sally that his arm was moving slightly up and down, but she couldn't see his hand, and she didn't know for sure what the boy was doing, but she had a pretty good idea.
She leaned closer to the open door and peered in as much as she could. She could just barely see that his hand was wrapped around his beautiful long cock. He was slowly sliding it up and down the shaft. In his other hand was a magazine, and Sally could just make out that there was a picture of a woman with her legs spread far apart on the page.
The idea that this beautiful young stud was about to jerk off and waste a load of his steaming cum on his own belly, made Sally wild with passion. Her mind raced. What could she possibly do to prevent such a "tragic waste of young cock? She didn't want to startle the young boy. That would ruin it for sure. She had to play this just right. She stood a few steps to the side so he couldn't see her through the crack in the door. Then she made a few loud footstep sounds by stamping her feet. That would give the boy a chance to cover up his throbbing dick and his jerking off. Then Sally quietly and gently tapped on his door. She heard the sounds of his sheets and blankets being quickly thrown over his body, and the sound of the magazine.being quickly thrust under the covers.
"Who is it?" he asked in a surprised voice.
"It's me, Aunt Sally," she said in as friendly a voice as she could. "Can I come in?"
"Yeah sure," said Donnie.
She opened the door and walked over to his bed.
"Can I sit down?" she said.
"Y-Yeah," the boy stammered.
Sally sat down on the edge of the bed, facing Donnie. She put her hand on the bed, on the other side of his body, so she was leaning directly over him.
"I noticed your light was on, so I decided to come up and talk for a while ... if you don't mind, that is. We really haven't talked together for a long time, and I think it's really nice to talk to young people and find out what they're thinking about."
Donnie looked up at her, not quite sure what to expect next.
"Do you have a girl friend, Donnie?" Sally asked.
"Well, not really one in particular," the boy said, squirming uncomfortably. His moving around under the covers made the magazine fall onto the floor. Sally bent over and picked it up.
"Well, what's this?" she said as she turned the pages of the magazine. Each page had a picture of a sexy chick in a position that would show off either her huge tits or her wide-open cunt and asshole.
"I hope some of your girl friends are flesh and blood and not just pictures in a" magazine," Sally said, trying to sound as friendly as she could. She really didn't want to embarrass the young boy.
"Oh, sure," he said. "I just look at that magazine once in a while to compare the pictures with the girls I know."
"Well, how do they compare?" asked Sally.
"Well," he said slowly, "actually, the girls in the magazines have bigger tits than most of the girls I know."
"They don't have bigger tits than me," Sally said, smiling at her nephew.
"No, that's for sure," he said. He seemed to be getting more relaxed.
"Besides, even if the girlll let you feel her up and finger her, you don't really get a chance to see what her cunt looks like. Girls usually like all the lights off and things like that."
"Well, young girls are usually shy," Sally said, even though she could never remember being shy herself. "Do you ever get a chance to do anything but feel them up and ringer them?"
"Well, not yet," admitted Donnie. "But one girl I've been going out with is coming around, and.I think I'll get a chance real soon."
Sally had been getting very excited during this sexy conversation with her nephew. Now that she knew the boy was a virgin, she could hardly control herself. She could feel the warm juice oozing from her cunt and wetting her thighs.
"Your first time will be very important," she said. "You don't want to make any mistakes. Maybe I can give you a few pointers."
"Gee, that would be great," said Donnie, his eyes widening with anticipation.
"Well, what will be the first thing you'll do with your girl friend?" she asked.
"Well, first III kiss her and then I'll slip my hand into her blouse. I always try to get my hand on a girl's tit right away., That seems to make everything go a little smoother."
"Good idea," she said. "I know. Why don't we pretend I'm your girl friend? Show me exactly what you plan to do."
The boy seemed somewhat startled. "You mean I should really..." "Yes," said Sally. "Go right ahead."
"Well," the boy said, "uh ... why don't you lean back on the bed and I'll show you?"
Sally lay down next to Donnie. "Okay," she said, "show me exactly what you're going to do." The boy leaned over her and brought his lips down on her slightly opened mouth. Sally pushed her tongue into the boy's warm mouth. This proved to him that she really meant business, and he suddenly became the horny young stud she knew he really was. He slipped his hand up into her blouse and over the huge mound of her heaving tit. He massaged her swollen boob expertly, and as he ground his face into hers, his fingers rolled her erect nipple around as if he were examining a marble.
She held him tight and ran her fingers up and down his backbone. She reached down one hand and slid her fingertips along the crack of his youthful ass. He lifted his lips off hers and began kissing her neck and licking her ear.
"That feels really good," she whispered. "You really know how to turn a woman on. But don't forget I still have my clothes on."
With this, he began unbuttoning her blouse. When he had it all undone, he sat up and slipped the blouse over her shoulders and off her arms. He looked down at her huge tits. As she lay back down on the bed, he lowered his face over one of them and put the hard nipple into his mouth. He began sucking on it as hard as he could.
She ran her fingers into his hair and pulled his face even harder against her firm tits. He reached up her short skirt and laid his hand firmly against her steaming hot twat. She let a small moan escape her lips.
"Take off my skirt and panties," she whispered.
The boy sat up and began unbuttoning her skirt, keeping the blankets around his own waist. She reached down and threw the blankets off him. His young cock stood out strongly from his body. It was beautifully proportioned and very big. Sally looked down at his throbbing cock and took it in her soft hand.
"You're really well equipped," she said.
"Thanks. So are you, Aunt Sally."
She lifted her hips, and he slipped her mini-skirt and panties off at one time. Donnie stared down at the thick mass of curly black hair and ran his fingers up and down the insides of her thighs.
"Take a good look," she said as she raised one leg and threw it over the boy's body. She spread her knees as wide as she could and wrapped her feet around each other so that she held the youth encircled in her long, shapely legs. He stared at the spread lips of the juicy pussy. He slipped two fingers into the hot cunt and spread the lips even farther apart. He poked and speared into every corner of her luscious cunt. The delicious odor of that warm pit rose to their nostrils. Sally took the boy's hand and put his index fingertip on her stiff little clitoris, wiggling it around in a circular motion.
"This is where it really counts," she instructed the boy.
He spread her cuntlips with one hand and with the other rubbed her clitoris and slid his strong, bony finger far into her hole. Sally began writhing in ecstasy and moaning softly. She caressed his large balls and stroked his thighs and asscheeks. She didn't want to handle his beautiful rod too much, because she knew it was on the verge of exploding, and she wanted to save that for "her horny smoldering cunt.
She let the boy explore her twat with his eyes and fingers for a few more minutes and then, grabbing his shoulders, pulled him on top of her, saying, "Stick it in me. Shove your beautiful young cock into my pussy. Fuck me. Fuck me!"
The boy had a little difficulty finding.her hole with his blind cock, so she reached down and guided his shaft into her wet, waiting cunt. Once the boy had his tool inside, he began pumping in and out furiously. In a few seconds, Sally felt his tremendous hot load of jizz splashing into her steaming cunt.
- The young boy had come before Sally, and she held him tightly between her legs. She continued thrusting her hips up to her nephew, shoving his cock deep into her cunt, and just as she felt his cock becoming soft, she reached her orgasm, moaning and grunting loudly. As her orgasm washed over her like a wave, her body settled down into a relaxed heap with her young nephew lying on top of her.
They lay this way for quite a while, with his soft prick limply filling her cunt.
"You're terrific," she whispered in his ear. "You're going to drive the girls wild. That big cock of yours would be a great prize for any hungry cunt. Once the word gets out about your talents, you're really going to be in demand."
As Sally complimented the boy, she felt his prick growing once again in her pussy. As it stretched into her soft hole, her juices began to flow again. In a few seconds the boy had achieved another fantastic hard-on and began slowly sliding it in and out of her drooling twat. Sally was thrilled at the young boy's power of rejuvenation. As Donnie swiveled his hips, thrusting his cock into Sally's juicy twat, she reached down and put her hands on his firm asscheeks, controlling his fucking to give her the most satisfaction. She could feel the swollen head of his rod slide back and forth against the silky smooth and sopping wet flesh of her cunt. With a little help from Sally, Donnie was expertly sliding his prick its full length into her pussy, then withdrawing until he could feel her inner lips meeting the firm-ridge that stood out around the head of his hot prick. As he leisurely pumped away at her, she drew his face down on hers, and their lips crushed together in a sweltering wet kiss. Their tongues played with each other and slipped into each other's mouths.
While Donnie supported some of his weight on one of his arms, he slipped his other hand under Sally's thighs and explored her tender flesh. His fingers glided over the crack of her ass and the insides of her damp thighs near her cunt. He felt his own stiff cock sliding smoothly in and out of her hole. He became a little more confident and pushed his fingertip into the warm crack of her soft- ass.
"That feels so good," Sally purred. "Stick a finger in my asshole."
She hoped this wouldn't startle the inexperienced boy, and she was pleased to notice that it didn't.
He pressed his little finger firmly against the tightly puckered opening of her bung. Her well-brained asshole muscles relaxed and made it easier for the boy to insert his finger. Once it was, in a few inches, he began to feel around the walls of her hot hole. He could feel his prick on the other side of the thin wall, separating the two chambers. He found that he could press against his own cock, thereby giving himself an extra thrill while increasing Sally's lust, also. "
At the same time, Sally was reaching into his crack, stretching her fingers towards his asshole. She couldn't quite reach, and the young boy lifted one of his thighs up towards her waist and slid a little over to the side that her probing hand was coming from. With the boy's help, SaHy was now able to reach his puckered brownie and slip her middle finger into it up to her first knuckle. She began to move her finger in a small circle, just inside the boy's bung.
Because they had both so recently come, they were able to keep up the slow fuck for quite some time. After many long minutes, they both began to feel another orgasm being born where their hot crotches met. They began to speed up the pace and were both beginning to sweat. As the orgasm slowly built in intensity, they fucked faster and faster. As their orgasms became a reality, their bodies were wildly flailing at each other, and they were panting loudly in each other's ears.
As the intense passion crescendoed in them, they writhed in each other's arms while the ecstasy of coming pounded through them. They were both delirious with pleasure, every nerve in their bodies short-circuited by the tremendous orgasms. The intense feelings soon melted into a happy dazed state.
Donnie rolled off Sally's limp body and sank into the softness of his mattress. They both looked at each other with soft smiles on their faces. Donnie's eyes closed, and Sally knew he was drifting off to sleep. She watched him sleep for a while, then slipped out of his bed and got dressed.
The next morning Donnie would wake up and wonder if it had all been a dream. He wouldn't be sure until he smelled the delicious odor that remained on his fingers.
Sally went downstairs, but instead of turning on the TV, she merely sat down on the couch and relived every beautiful moment with Donnie.
Chapter Seven
Sally was still lying on the couch, thinking about how good Donnie's fat cock had felt as it slipped in and out of her cunt, when she heard her brother's car glide into the driveway.
George and Cathy came into the living room and sat down, pleasantly tired out. They told Sally what a nice time they had had at the party. They said all the people there were very nice and friendly. They talked about what the people had worn and related a few of the wittier things that had been said.
Cathy offered to make coffee for the three of them, but George said that he was tired and wanted to go to bed.
"How about you, Sally?" Cathy asked
"Well, if you feel like staying up, I'd like to have coffee with you."
"Good," said Cathy, and as she went to make the coffee, George said good night to both women and went upstairs.
Sally followed Cathy into the kitchen, and sat at the table while the other woman began preparing a pot of coffee.
"Sounded like you had a great time at the party tonight," Sally said. She wanted to pursue the topic, because she felt there was more to the party than they had told her. "Were all the people there old friends," Sally asked, "or did you just meet some of them?"
"Oh, we've known them all for quite a while," Cathy said. "We're all really close friends. Every now and then, though, one of us brings someone to a party that no one else has met. I think you might enjoy coming around and meeting our friends sometime. I know they'd be glad to meet you."
Sally detected a note of lust in Cathy's voice. Her suspicions were being confirmed.
"Just what do you do at these parties?" Sally asked. "Do you just sit around and talk, or play cards or something?"
"Well," said Cathy slowly, "we do talk a lot, and then we play certain games, but not cards," she said with a glint in her eye and a sly smile.
"Uh-huh. Sounds like an orgy to me," said Sally in'a tone that suggested she might be joking.
"Oh, no, not an orgy ... exactly," she added teasingly.
"Well then what, exactly?" Sally asked determinedly.
"Well, George said I'm not supposed to tell you," said Cathy.
"Oh, George is such a stick in the mud. He always has been," Sally said.
"You're right ... he is," Cathy said and began to laugh.
Sally joined in the laughter.
"I had my suspicions, and now they're confirmed," Sally laughed.
Cathy brought over the pot of coffee and two cups, and the two women sat at the table across from each other.
"I'd really like to know more about it," Sally said more seriously.
"Well," said Cathy, "actually it's just a simple switching-type party. After sitting' around, telling jokes and having a few drinks, everyone picks a partner for a little fucking and sucking."
"Hmmm, that sounds like a lot of fun," said Sally.
This news, although not exactly surprising to Sally, did make her very horny. As she felt the warmth of her juices oozing from her insatiable pussy, she began looking at the woman opposite her with obvious lust.
"Tell me," Sally said seriously, "do you ever make it with any of the other women at these parties?"
"No," said Cathy, "the men would probably be very jealous if we did."
Sally could sense disappointment in Cathy's voice, and knew that this bitch enjoyed a juicy cunt as much as she did a fat hard cock.
"I'll bet at least some of the women at these parties would love to get their hands on your beautiful body," Sally said as she looked lustfully at her sister-in-law's firm tits bulging from the top of her dress.
"Well, there are certainly some women there that I'd like to get into bed with," Cathy admitted.
This was just what Sally had been waiting for, and she was anxious to let Cathy know she was interested in the same thing. Sally got up and put her empty cup on the counter and walked over to the other woman. She put her hand on Cathy's shoulder in an affectionate manner and said, "I've been wanting to get my hands on you since I first saw you come into the room this evening."
Cathy looked up with a warm smile. "I've been thinking of you all evening," she said as she stood up.
The two women were standing face to face, a few inches from each other. Sally put her arms around Cathy's waist and pulled her tightly against her own body. Their lips came together in a heavy kiss. Cathy was the first to put her tongue into the other woman's mouth and rotate it around and around Sally's tongue. Their heavy tits pressed warmly against each other.
Cathy pushed Sally gently away and said, "Wait here. I'll go make sure George is asleep, and change into something more comfortable."
She disappeared, leaving Sally waiting passionately for her to return. She could taste the other woman's saliva in her mouth. Her breath came in short, deep pants and her body was tense with anticipation. She clutched her own tits and massaged them vigorously. In a few minutes Cathy reappeared. Sally looked at her and could hardly keep from jumping on the sexy chick like a starving tiger. Cathy had changed into a sheer short nightgown. Her huge tits showed clearly through the thin material, and Sally noticed her firm, dark-brown nipples.
Cathy had a narrow waist and a flat smooth stomach. Her hips were wide, and in the middle of the white expanse of her belly, Sally could see the dark triangle of Cathy's muff.
"He's asleep," said Cathy as she walked quickly over to Sally and, taking her hand, led her into the den. Cathy turned on a small lamp that bathed the room in a soft light.
It was a small room, very nicely furnished. There was .a soft carpet on the floor, and some very comfortable-looking couches and chairs. The two women stood in the middle of the room and embraced once again. Their open mouths came softly together in a warm, wet, passionate kiss. Sally pulled Cathy's short nightgown up over her soft white ass and ran her fingers up the silken smooth crack between Cathy's cheeks. Suddenly Cathy stood back a few steps and pulled her nightgown over her head and threw it on the floor. She stood there naked for Sally's inspection. Sally liked what she saw. Without her nightgown, Cathy's tits looked even bigger and firmer. Even though they were big and must have weighed quite a bit, they didn't sag at all. They were each capped with a dark, puckered nipple. Sally looked down at her sister-in-law's pussy patch. The hair was curly and thick, and Sally couldn't wait to bury her face in the lush growth.
Cathy sat down, on the couch behind her, and slouched down in a very girlish pose. Her chin rested on her chest, and her legs were open slightly. Sally could barely make out the dark crack between the woman's white thighs.
"Take your clothes off," said Cathy quietly. Sally began unbuttoning her blouse, and as she pulled it from her shoulders and tossed it on a chair, Cathy could see that Sally's tits were as nice as her own. Sally stripped off her pants and undies and stood before Cathy fully nude. Cathy held her arms up to Sally, and Sally sank down on the floor next to Cathy's long body.
Cathy put her arms around Sally's head and drew her face into the warm flesh of her big boobs. Sally sank her flushed face between the warm mounds, and breathed in the feminine odor that rose from Cathy's lush body.
Sally began gently rubbing her lips and the tip of her tongue over the firm white tits, until her parted lips found Cathy's stiff nipple. She drew the nipple into her mouth and ran her tongue over and around the stiff little bud. While she sucked strongly on Cathy's delicious nipple, she ran her fingers down the firm stomach and into the tangle of kinky hair between her thighs.
Cathy's body tensed, and she spread her legs a little wider, enabling Sally to insert her fingertips into her pussy. Cathy's cunt felt hot and soaking wet to Sally's probing fingers, and as she sucked the nipple harder and harder, her fingers began to press deeper into the panting woman's sopping cunt. Sally's index finger found the hard little knot of Cathy's clit and brushed back and forth over it.
After teasing her clitoris for a while, Sally slid her little finger deep into Cathy's warm wet hole. Sally could hear low moans escaping from her mouth, and then she drew her legs apart as far as she could and up on the edge of the couch to open her crotch to Sally's skillfully massaging hand. Sally felt Cathy's hands suddenly on her head, pushing it softly down away from her throbbing tit, towards her steaming pussy.
Sally slid her head down the middle of the woman's- body, running her tongue along the smooth white flesh until she felt the woman's muff tickling her chin.
She could smell the delicately pungent odor of Cathy's boiling twat, and, plunging her face into the warmth of the wet cuntlips, she gave herself up to pure, wild lust. She poked her tongue up Cathy's cunt hole as far as she could, and moved it around and around in a spiral motion against the soft walls of Cathy's box.
Cathy held Sally's head tightly against her soaking crotch and ground her cunt against the other woman's hungry mouth. Sally sucked the hard clitoris into her mouth and rqlled it around between her tongue and her lips as hard as she could. She could hear Cathy's breathing become deeper and faster as she tried to keep from moaning too loud. She could feel the cunt pressed against her face, twitching and contracting as Cathy had a powerful orgasm.
Sally felt a tremor pass through the woman's body and then felt the body sink into a relaxed, jellylike mass. As Sally looked up into Cathy's face, Cathy could see her cunt juice shining on Sally's cheeks and chin. She pulled Sally up to her and pressed her wet face against her own in a hot kiss. Cathy could taste her juices in Sally's mouth. Cathy laid Sally down on the couch and firmly but gently spread her legs wide open. She looked down at Sally's gaping cunt with a smile of satisfaction on her face. She put her thumbs on the throbbing outer lips of this gorgeous pussy and spread them open. The sight of the pink folds within Sally's flowing cunt filled Cathy with excitement. She could see the clear hot juices running out of that gaping hole, down into the valley of Sally's ass, flowing over her brown puckered bung. While she held the cunt wide open, Cathy ran her fingertips over the gleaming pink flesh inside.
The light touch of Cathy's fingers in her cunt drove Sally wild with anticipation. She wanted to feel the other woman's tongue licking her box as hard as humanly possible, but she knew that would come in due time. As her body quivered with passion, Sally admired the skillful technique Cathy possessed. She wondered if Cathy was this skillful with George, and, if so, she envied her brother very much. She felt the other woman's fingers slowly become firmer in their explorations of her starving pussy, and as the fingers became more forceful, they probed deeper into the hole.
Sally began rotating her hips in an effort to meet the fingertips with the most sensitive parts of her cunt. Sally drew in a deep breath when she felt Cathy's long index finger slide slowly into her oozing hole, then withdraw. As the finger slipped back into her deep hole, Sally felt two fingers instead of onev As she slid it in and back out, Cathy spread her fingers and wiggled them around independently, giving Sally an unusually exquisite sensation.
Next, Sally felt three fingers all working independently as they slid along the hot, smooth walls of her box. The three fingers spread open, stretching the insides of the elastic twat, until Sally felt a small pang of pain along with the delicious sensations. Slight pain made her lust even more intense. She tensed and relaxed her cunt in an attempt to gobble up the whole hand that was probing into it.
While Cathy was occupying Sally's deep hole with one hand, she took the hot pearl that was Sally's clitoris between the thumb and index finger of her other hand. Sally felt her clit being rolled around gently between the experienced and clever -fingers. While two of Cathy's fingers were making themselves felt in Sally's velvet twat, a third finger began tickling her asshole. The finger would dart into the oozing cunt and back to the puckered little door. Sally realized that Cathy was expertly lubricating her asshole with juice from her cunt, and she would soon feel one of Cathy's strong slim fingers in her ass.
It wasn't long before she was proved right in her prediction. Cathy slid her ring finger firmly into the tight space of Sally's beautiful asshole. Sally completely submitted to the intense joy that filled her body. Her head rocked back and forth; her mouth was open and emitting desperate groans. The fingers on her clitoris were replaced by Cathy's hot lips and tongue, while she kept her other fingers working on Sally's twin holes.
While Cathy worked on Sally with one hand and her mouth, her other hand slipped into her own hungry cunt and began massaging it vigorously. Cathy wanted to catch up to Sally on her way to an orgasm, so she rubbed her hard clitoris fast and furiously. When she felt that they were both about thirty seconds away from coming, Cathy climbed on top of Sally's body with her face between Sally's thighs and her own crotch grinding down on Sally's waving mouth. As both women began licking each other's twats wildly, they each began to feel an orgasm welling up deep inside them. Soon they were both in the throes of a fantastically intense orgasm. When they had both come, they sat back up on the couch and fell into each other's arms.
They told each other how good it had felt, and complimented each other on their cunt-lapping skills. Finally, Cathy kissed both of Sally's nipples and said good night. She told Sally she could lie there as long as she liked and leave whenever she was ready.
As Cathy slipped into her nightgown, Sally said she hoped she would get a chance to babysit for them again.
"You will, and soon," Cathy assured her.
Sally lay in the cozy den for quite a while. She felt very nice after the wonderful sex she had had that evening. For a while she occupied her mind trying to decide who was better. Her son or the mother. She concluded, though, that they were different and both wonderful.
Sally rested until she thought she had regained enough energy to get dressed and be on her way. It was a beautiful night, and she decided to stop at the park on the way home, and sit by the lake for a while.
She walked into the park, and she could see lovers sitting on benches .every where, holding each other in their arms. At one place, as she passed by some bushes, she could hear the ecstatic moans of someone being fucked in the warm night air. She walked to the edge of the lake and sat on a rock, watching the moonlight quiver on the still surface of the water. She thought about all the people she had had the pleasure of fucking, and thought about how glad she was that she had devoted her life to the pursuit of sex.
She thought of the days when she was a teen-ager, and fucking was new to her. For Sally, the discovery of fucking was the greatest thing that ever happened. She couldn't understand how other girls refused to engage in this wonderfully marvelous pastime. She had never worried about her reputation; in fact, she was glad to have the word spread far and wide, because the more people that knew, the more dates she would have, and the more young cocks she would be able to get into her young cunt.
She knew that most girls' mothers warned them about sex, and told them that they should wait until they were married. She realized that this was mainly from the fear of pregnancy. Sally's mother, however, never told her it was wrong to fuck, but she did warn her daughter about the possibilities of getting pregnant. Her mother suggested the method of birth control that consisted of giving blow-jobs and taking it in the ass. Her mother told her that was the birth-control method she used and that she .had learned it from her mother. Sally figured that she was at least a third-generation cocksucker, and imagined it had gone far back into the family's history.
Sally thought about the older men she had fucked. How in high school she had gone to bed with so many of her teachers, male and female. She always preferred the younger men, though. Boys her own age and younger. She thought that, as she grew older, her testes for younger meri remained with her. In fact, it seemed the older she got, the younger her tastes became. She thought a sixteen-year-old boy was just right.
Sally then began thinking about various people she had fucked. She realized she could never remember them all. There were hundreds that were completely forgotten, and she probably wouldn't even recognize if she fucked them again. But there were many more hundreds that she did remember, and she sat for a long time as a vision of past lovers went through her mind. It seemed like an endless procession of faces and cocks and cunts. Sometimes she could put a cock together with a face, but very often not. She remembered particularly big cocks, or particularly well-shaped cunts. Sometimes she remembered a particular way someone had of kissing or sucking her cunt. She knew that there were still new experiences to be had.
When she was younger and not so wise, there, were times she thought she had seen and experienced everything. But every now and then she would be surprised' by something totally different. By now, she knew the possibilities were infinite.
Suddenly she thought of Robert. She wondered if she would see him again, and if she did, would she have a chance to fuck him. Somehow, he seemed more interesting because of the undiscovered possibilities. It wasn't often that Sally met a man, or a woman for that matter, who attracted her, that she didn't get a chance to make it with. Well, she wasn't going to give up on Robert, if she saw him again, she would do everything she could to get her hands on his cock.
Sally noticed the moon had risen high in the dark sky, and she had' been sitting there longer than she realized. She got up and began walking to where she had parked her car. The park was empty now. All the people who had been occupying the benches had either gone home or into the bushes.
As Sally walked towards her car, she saw three young boys standing in the path. As she walked towards them, they formed an impenetrable line across the walk. Sally would have been scared, normally, but there was something about these boys that seemed entirely harmless.
"Hand over your purse, lady," one of them said and held out his hand.
She heard something behind her and turned around. There were three more boys who blocked her possible retreat.
"I don't have a purse," said Sally.
She was slightly frightened now, but the boys still seemed so young and innocent.
"Well, give us your money," demanded the boy.
"I don't have a cent with me, honest," Sally insisted in a calm voice.
One of the boys approached her nervously and patted her pockets. His hand on her hips gave her a thrill.
"Shit," said the boy who had demanded the purse. "We always pick somebody with no money."
The boys stood around Sally, looking at her and not knowing what to do. Sally looked back at them, wondering if they were going to rape her. The thought of these young boys ravaging her body excited Sally, but the possibility of being hurt scared her.
"Let's get out of here," said the boy who had done all the talking.
When Sally realized they had no intention of raping her, she felt relieved, but the relief brought disappointment. "Wait," Sally called.
She had to find a way to detain these prized studs until she could figure out a way to get their long, hard cocks in her greedy bodily holes.
The boys were waiting for her to say something.
"Are you guys really muggers?" she asked.
It was a silly question, she knew, but it was all she could think of.
"Well, not exactly," the spokesman began. "We decided to give it a try. So far, we haven't made a dime."
"You guys should be with your girl friends on a night like this."
Sally knew the best way to get things going was to turn the conversation to girls and sex. Her nymphomaniac instinets told her these kids were horny, and if she could get their dicks hard, they would be glad to stick them in her.
"You guys have girl friends, don't you?"
They didn't say anything, so Sally had to be more aggressive.
"Well, listen, fellas, why don't we just sit down on the grass here for a while and talk about it?"
Some of the boys seemed anxious to keep Sally company; the slower ones, however, were still confused. She walked, over to a soft spot on the grass and sat down. Slowly the boys walked over to her and sat down all around her.
"On a .warm night like this, I always get very horny," Sally said. "That's why I thought young good-looking guys like you would be with a girl."
"Most of the girls we know have to be home early," said the talkative boy.
"Yeah, I can see your problem," said Sally. "Well, if you guys don't mind having a girl friend who's a little older, I wouldn't mind being a girl friend to all of you."
Sally knew she was old enough to be these boys' mother, but she also knew that her body was nice enough to attract these horny young studs. She leaned back and stuck out her big tits. Her nipples were hard with excitement, and showed clearly through the tight material stretched across her tits. Beneath her short dress, her thighs showed white in the moonlight.
She introduced herself and asked the boys their names. They told her. Then two of the more aggressive boys moved close to her, until one pressed against her body on either side. They put their arms around her, and she leaned over and kissed the boy on her right. This seemed to signal the beginning of a flood of hot horny hands caressing and stroking every part of her body. The boys had all moved as close as they could to her. The boy on her right was kissing her passionately. He stuck his tongue deep into her mouth, and she could taste the saliva flowing into her. There were several pairs of hands running over her huge boobs. They were squeezing and massaging them with all the vigor of horny teen-agers. Each of her legs was being stroked by several hands, and she felt her crotch being invaded by curious fingertips.
The sensation was driving Sally wild, and her cunt was leaking huge quantities of warm fragrant juice.
"Wait a minute, fellas," Sally said suddenly and began to untangle herself from the groping hands. "Let's go to my car where we won't be so conspicuous."
She got up and began walking to the car, with the six young boys following closely behind. A few of them kept their hands on her ass and thighs as they walked.
Sally opened the car door and crawled into the back seat. The boys all piled in with her. Once again they started pawing at her hot sexy body and probing into her most intimate crevices. Sally leaned back against a few of the boys' firm bodies and picked her legs up on the seat, encircling two of the boys. They lifted her short skirt above her waist and struggled to pull her panties off her long shapely legs. Her pussy patch showed in the moonlight that beamed into the car's rear window. Immediately, three or four hands began to comb through the thick curly hairs. Her hot cunt was invaded by handfuls of young fingers, and there were several pairs of hands unbuttoning her blouse and caressing her warm, firm tits.
Sally leaned her head back and closed her eyes, luxuriating in the feeling of young hands, lips and tongues working all over her body. When she opened her eyes and looked around, one of the boys between her legs had unfastened his pants and pulled them down, exposing his firm hard cock. As he leaned forward, she felt the fat head of his firm .rod pressing against the wet lips of her snatch. The boy began to pump his dick vigorously into the hot tube of her cunt.
Suddenly, young pricks were merging all around her. They pressed against her body, and one boy was poking his pounding shaft at her slightly opened mouth. She immediately took the wonderful piece of meat into her mouth and began sucking it as hard as she could. One of the boys took her hand and laid it oh his throbbing cock and balls. She ran her fingers all along his mighty shaft and cupped his hot heavy balls in her palm. The cock in her pussy began dumping spurt after spurt of hot cum into her. She could feel the heat of his load mixing with her own slimy cunt cream. The boy withdrew his soggy prick, and it was immediately replaced by a fresh hard-on.
Other pricks were sliding back and forth along the flesh of her tits and belly. The cock in her mouth now began firing hot bullets of sizzling sperm down her throat. She sucked every drop of jizz out of the burning prickhead. Before the boy could pull his dong from her mouth, another of the lads was already forcing his tool into her mouth.
As Sally began sucking on the new intruder, she felt a hot wad of cum oozing onto her forehead. She looked up and saw a big prick, with a young hand held tightly around it, sliding the skin wildly up and down the shaft, while splash after splash of steaming scum fell on her flushed face.
Sally thought it was too bad the boy had to jerk himself off, but realized there were more cocks in the car than she had holes to accommodate them. The boy's cum felt warm and nice as it ran into her hair. She thought it would be wonderful to have her whole body covered with the warm, sticky juice.
The parade of cocks continued marching into her cunt and mouth. Young, hot and heavy balls were bouncing off the cheeks of her ass and her chin, as her body was filled from top and bottom with tremendous quantities of young sperm. It was clear to Sally that the boys were on their second and third turns, and she knew by the taste of some of the cocks in her mouth that they had recently been ramming into her hot gaping pussy.
Sally loved young boys for their ability to keep their dicks up and have orgasm after orgasm without stopping. The more pricks that were shoved into her body, the more Sally wanted. Her own orgasms were coming in long chains, and she wished it could go on forever. She couldn't distinguish between the cocks that were stuffed into her cunt or those that were filling her mouth, or the ones that were rubbing and prodding her all over her body. She only felt a delirious wave of pleasure rising over her and crushing her down.
The bittersweet taste of jism filled her mouth and she felt as if she had swallowed a gallon of the thick slimy stuff. Its smell filled her nostrils along with the smell of her own gnashing pussy. Slowly, Sally became aware that the onslaught of the young cocks was subsiding. Her own lust was diminishing, and in a few minutes she realized she was alone in the car in the quiet of the night.
The amount of cum that had been pumped into her seemed to weigh her down, and the long train of orgasms that had wrenched her body had left her exhausted. Her face and body were covered with sperm that had begun to dry, and it flowed out of her gash onto her thighs, and into the crack of her ass. She loved the feeling of being covered with the wonderful stuff. She lay in a heap in the back seat, thinking of the glorious experience she had just had, until the sun began to lighten the sky.
At long last Sally struggled into the front seat and drove home. She threw her clothes on the floor and dropped into bed, immediately falling into a deep sleep. The young cocks that had filled her body were now filling her dreams.
Chapter Eight
Sally, woke up in the afternoon and felt marvelously refreshed. She took a shower and washed the residue of her adventure off her body. When she emerged from the bathroom, she was ready for another day, and whatever was in store for her, Sally had just seated herself on her couch, and was going to spend a few hours looking through magazines and relaxing, when the doorbell rang. She opened the door, and there was a group of friends that she very often spent a leisurely afternoon or evening with.
It was Joyce, Pam, Frank, Ed .and Sam.
"Come on in!" she said happily, and she stood aside to let the gang file into her apartment.
"We came to get ya, and have some fun," said
Pam.
"What did you have in mind?" Sally asked.
"Well, we thought we'd drive out to the country and hike up Billy-Goat Hill. It's nice up there, and it's a beautiful day," said Sam.
"Oh, that sounds like fun," Sally said. "Wait till I get my hiking clothes on."
Sally went into the bedroom to change. It wasn't because of modesty that she didn't change in front of her friends. They had all seen, as well as felt and tasted her delicious body, but she didn't want to get the whole group bogged down in an orgy in her apartment, when the plans to go hiking seemed so glorious. She came out of the bedroom ready for a hike in the countryside. Even in her jeans, sweater and hiking boots, Sally looked like a really sexy bitch. The round firmness of her ass was accentuated by the faded denim of her jeans, and her huge boobs expanded the front of her sweater in a gorgeous mass of quivering tit flesh.
"Should I bring along some food?" Sally asked.
"No, we have everything we'll need," Frank said, smiling. "Sandwiches, wine and blankets."
"Well, let's go then," said Sally as she walked over and opened the door.
The group filed out, and Sally Ml in line behind them. They piled into Ed's car and were off to the countryside.
"You're really looking wonderful today," said Ed to Sally. "Your tits seem so big and firm. Are you taking anything for them?"
"No," laughed Sally. "They're on their own."
''Why don't you ever compliment me like that?" Pam said as she poked Ed in the ribs.'
"Why, my dear," Ed said, grabbing Pam's huge knockers in his hands playfully, "didn't I tell you how wonderful your pussy smelled today?"
"No you didn't," said Pam, "and you might not even get closer than smelling distance either."
"Remember the last time we climbed Billy-Goat Hill?" asked Joyce.
"Yeah," said Frank, "I'll never forget the case of poison ivy I got. My balls and ass itched till I thought I'd lose my mind."
"Well, that'll teach you to be careful where you drop your drawers," Sam kidded him.
They continued joking around and playfully grabbing each other's private parts until they stopped the car at a shady spot on the side of the road. They all piled out and gathered together all the things they would need for an enjoyable romp on the hill. They had baskets of food, jugs of wine, and plenty of blankets.
They started up the hill in the beautiful sunshine.
"Let's go swimming," suggested Pam.
"That sounds like a good idea," said Joyce.
"Sounds good to me, too," said Sally. "What do you say, guys?"
"Well, it's not really that warm," protested
Frank.
"Oh, you guys are big babies," said Joyce. "Well, I think the girls have the right idea," Sam said.
"I'll come along and watch," said Frank.
"Oh, sure, you'll watch," Pam said. "When you see us skinny-dipping, you'll either be joining us in the water or jerking off on the bank."
"We'll see who'll be jerking off," said Frank as he rushed at Pam and grabbed her by the cunt, playfully making crude masturbatory gestures.
The group began to walk towards their favorite swimming spot on a nearby stream. When they got there, they put down all their picnic supplies, and most of them began to undress. Frank was stubborn, though, and he just lay down on the cool grass. The tiiree girls were peeling off their clothing, and in a few minutes stood naked. Sam and Ed were also undressing. Ed walked over to where Sally and Joyce were standing at the edge of the stream.
He put his hand on each of their asses and said, "Listen, girls, let's have a little fucking before we dive into that cold water."
The girls knew he was half kidding, but his huge prick was slowly beginning to rise into the air. Sally playfully grabbed the expanding tool and said, "Can't you wait until a little later? Don't you have any self-discipline?"
With that, Sally dove into the crystal-clear water. Ed and Joyce watched her white body being distorted by the light as it shone through the uneven surface of the stream. Sally surfaced and turned to the others, her huge white tits floating on the surface.
"The water feels so good. Come on in!" Ed and Joyce immediately dove in after Sally. They swam over to her, and the three of them began giggling and copping feels. They looked back and saw Pam and Sam kissing on the shore.
"Come on, you two horny fuckers! The water's just right!"
Sam and Pam dove into the water together. As Sam jumped in, it was clear to everyone that his interests were more on fucking than on swimming. His bloated prick stood at a sharp angle from his muscular body. Soon everyone except Frank was busily splashing around and feeling each other up.
Ed grabbed Sally from behind and rolled her over on top of him, so they were both floating on the surface. Sally was lying on Ed as if he were a rubber raft. He held his hands on her floating tits, as if they were a pair of water wings. He stuck his hard prick up between her legs, so its head protruded just beneath her pussy patch.
Joyce swam over- and, floating on her back, wrapped her legs around Sally's and Ed's hips. She , reached out and began fondling Ed's prickhead and Sally's cunt at the same time.
Sam and Pam, meanwhile, were busy kissing and groping at each other, while trying to stay afloat in the cool water.
Joyce was pushing Ed's cock against the swelling lips of Sally's immersed cunt, giving them both very pleasurable sensations. Ed began to move his hips back and forth, sliding his cock between
Sally's tight thighs and against her hot gash. Sally's cunt juices began mingling with the water of the stream. Joyce was tickling and stroking the underside of Ed's throbbing prick. As Joyce kept one hand occupied with Ed's disappearing and emerging cockhead, she slipped her other hand into the long line of her twat slit, and, giving a good view of her masturbatory technique to Sally and Ed, she began to rub her clitoris and probe the spunky depths of her twat.
About ten feet away from this trio, Sam stood on the bottom of the stream with Pam hanging onto him with her legs and arms. Her legs were wrapped around, his hips, and her arms clung to his neck. He was lifting her ass up and lowering her on the long, hard shaft of his throbbing cock. The water was up to their shoulders, but it was plain, by the motion of Pam's body, that she was fucking her ass off under water. The water made her buoyant, and Sam had no trouble lifting her and letting her' drop over and over again as his hard prick slid in and out of-her tight twat.
Frank was sitting on the bank watching the. whole sexy show. His own prick had become hard and swollen, and even though he wasn't in the mood for swimming, he couldn't resist getting into the swim of this aquatic orgy. He dove into the water and swam over to the lusty trio that was bobbing around in an ever-increasing frenzy. Just as Ed's prick began discharging his hot load into the water of the stream, Joyce felt someone else's fingers join her own in the crack of her twitching pussy. She looked over her shoulder and saw Frank smiling into her face.
She let Frank's hand take over the manipulation of her cunt and reached down and wrapped her fingers around his hard prick. She began sliding the skin back and forth against the hard core within.
"I'm glad you decided to join us out here," Joyce said to Frank.
"How could I possibly resist when I saw what I was missing?"
Sally and Ed, meanwhile, continued to float, with Sally on top of his body; Ed's dick had shriveled, and no longer protruded above Sally's white thighs. Joyce opened her legs and let the spent pair drift down stream with Ed's ejected sperm.
As Frank and Joyce worked away at each other's genitals, the sound of Pam moaning filled their ears. She was bobbing furiously up and down on Sam's long prick, and her head was thrown back in ecstasy. Sam was gasping in the spasms of a fierce orgasm, and Pam was obviously in the throes of an orgasm, also. It wasn't long before Frank and Joyce had added their own fluids to the flowing stream, and all six people were soon relaxing and leisurely swimming around in the water.
The women were spreading their legs, and letting the clean water of the stream flush out their warm pussies, because each of them expected to have at least one of the men eating their cunts before the afternoon was over, and they wanted them fresh and tasty.
As the sun traveled across the afternoon sky, the swimming hole was cast into the shadow of the surrounding trees, and they all crawled from the water to a sunny spot on the bank. They lay down in a heap, with their wet bodies touching, and their arms thrown across each other.
Ed was the first one to mention the food. As soon as he did, they all began to realize that their water sports had made them very hungry. They opened the baskets of food and dug in. The jugs of wine were opened and passed around. As Sally began munching on a chicken leg, she realized it was the first thing she had had to eat since the gang of young muggers had filled her stomach with jism the night before.
They all ate and drank until they fell into a light sleep. They snuggled up against each other and dozed in the warm sunlight on the bank. As Sally drifted off, she felt Sam's body pressing against her back, and his half-hard cock lying softly against the crack of her satin ass. She was lying on her side, between Sam and Frank. As Sam pressed against her back, she snuggled up to Frank's warm backside. Her arm lay across his hips, and her hand was on his heavy balls.
Frank, in turn, was snuggled up against Pam, and Sally felt Pam's warm, fat asscheeks resting on the back of her hand, as it caressed Frank's warm nuts.
The six of them slept like this often, in warm friendship.
They joked about how it was similar to a can of sardines, but sardines didn't have arms and hands to caress each other with. They slept like this for about an hour. Sally became aware of something hard rubbing against the crack of her ass. As she slowly came to her senses, she realized that Sam was awake and massaging her asscheeks with his now fully hard prick. Sally in turn began stroking Frank's limp dick, until it began to blossom into the powerful rod she had fucked so many times before.
In this way, within a few minutes, they were all awake and rubbing and stroking each other. Sam's stiff cock was now rubbing vigorously along the length of Sally's ass crack, and her hand was vigorously stroking Frank's fat prick. She knew Pam was whacking off Ed, and Ed was skillfully manipulating Joyce.
It wasn't long after Sally felt Sam's hot cum running down her asscheek; then Frank's cock exploded in her hand in spasms of orgasm.
She rolled over on her back and looked at Sam. She put her hand lightly on his cheek, and gently pushed his head in the direction of her steaming crotch. Sam obediently slipped down between her legs, and lowered his face into the pungent opening of her waiting cunt. The other two women did likewise, and their moans of lustful pleasure rose in a choir of lust into the serene air of the countryside.
When the men had finished their snack, and the girls had been well reamed, they got dressed and. decided to continue their hike on the hill. They walked to the top where they had a beautiful view of the countryside around. At the top of the hill, they ran into two rather straight, middle-aged women. They shouted a cheerful hello, but the women seemed very uptight. The six sex fiends wondered if the women had seen their orgy action and were uptight about seeing people enjoying things that they had only dreamt about.
On the way down from the hill, the six laughed and talked, and when they reached the ear, they were pleasantly tired and glad to sink down into the soft seats. They drove back to. the city and talked about the fun they had had, and they made plans to spend another afternoon on Billy-Goat Hill very soon.
Chapter Nine
They dropped Sally off in front of her apartment building, and she waved good-bye as the car drove away from the street. Sally took the elevator up to her apartment, and she wondered if she had missed a phone call from Robert.
She thought, There's still time for him to call if he wants to see me this evening.
She went into her apartment and dropped herself on the couch, where she had been interrupted several hours before. She picked up a magazine and began leafing through it. Before she had gotten very far, the telephone rang. Sally dropped the magazine and rushed to the phone. She was always filled with anticipation when the phone rang. A ringing phone held infinite possibilities, and she was always excited by them.
On her way to the phone, she thought of about a dozen pleasurable experiences that the telephone call could initiate. Among the dozen, was the thought that it could be Robert. This proved to be the correct one.
Robert said he had been trying to call her all afternoon. She explained that she had been out in the couniary on a picnic with friends. Robert said he. hoped he was not too late to make a date with her for that evening. She said no, he wasn't, and she would love to see him. He said he would be over at eight o'clock.
Sally was thrilled that she was getting another chance to make it with Robert, the elusive stud. She decided she better start getting ready, so she would be in perfect form for him. She went into the bathroom and turned on the shower. She adjusted the water temperature so that it would be quite hot. The hot spray of the shower always felt so refreshing after a hard day of hiking, and fucking in the country. She went into her room and stood before the full-length mirror, peeling off her clothing. Before going into the bathroom again, she stood and admired her naked body.
Once she was in the shower, she knew she wouldn't be able to wash her tits or cunt without starting her juices flowing, and she would have to relieve the tension somehow. She knew she had plenty of time, so as she washed her heavy jugs and felt the tangling sensation between her legs, she began thinking of various ways to take advantage of the horny feeling that was growing within her.
She had had a special showerhead attached that would allow her to control the spray of water. She moved the lever that controlled the spray until the water fell in a solid cascade, like it would fall in a regular faucet tap. She swiveled the showerhead until a flow of water was splashing into the middle of the tub. She sat down so that the water fell a few inches beneath her thirsty twat and leaned her body back against the cool porcelain. She lifted her legs and placed them on the rim of the tub and -slid her body down until the water pounded between the lips of her quivering cunt.
She adjusted her hips so that the flow was crashing down right on the little swollen nub of her clitoris. Then she just lay back with her eyes closed, as the lustful tension mounted in her bejly. The water beat against her clitoris and washed her cunt juices out of that sizzling slit. When the water began making the delicious waves of pleasure flow through Sally's body, her hands grabbed her jellylike tits and massaged them around in big swaying circles.
The water continued to flood Sally's horny cunt, and she arched her hips up towards the source of the water's flow, in order to make it smash into her clit at a ninety-degree angle. The force and the heat of the water gave her a sensation she was unable to achieve any other way. She lifted her hips high off the bottom of the tub, and the strain on her legs, along with the incredibly intense feelings of pleasure that were surging through her body, made her legs tremble violently.
As her orgasm burst inside her cunt, her body dropped with a splash to the bottom of the tub, although she managed to keep her clitoris right on target.
After the first orgasm, Sally relaxed and let the water continue massaging her swollen cunt. She could lie like this for hours, with the hot water doing its wonderful work. She let herself lounge on the bottom of the tub for a few more orgasms, then forced herself to stand up and continue her shower.. If it wasn't for the promise of Robert's cock and tongue entertaining her cunt, she would let the water do the job all evening.
When she stepped out of the tub and dried herself off, she felt like a new woman, and her mind was focused on the problem of making sure Robert didn't get away unfucked again. She picked her sexiest dress out of the closet and pulled it over her head. It was a very low-cut mini-dress. The front plunged down between her tits, exposing the lovely valley between those huge soft mounds. It was rather tight, and pressed the flesh of her boobs out into view. It was a very short mini-dress, and most of her delicious shapely thighs could be seen below the hem.
Sally knew that if she bent over, the material covering her ass would slide up several inches, exposing the bottoms of her full, rosy asscheeks.
She picked out a pair of flimsy underpants that would show off her curvaceous ass if she bent over, and the sexy bitch was sure to bend over every chance she got. - "
She still wasn't very familiar with Robert's taste, but she was going all the way, so she picked out a pair of shoes with very high heels.
She couldn't decide if she should let her hair flow down over her shoulders and onto her tits, or wear her hair up, exposing her delicate neck and shoulders. She sat down at her dressing table and gave her head a quick shake, making the hair fall gracefully over her tits. Then she gathered the hair up and held it on top of her head, trying to determine which Robert would find sexier. She decided to wear her hair up, because unless she could be sure, she thought it would be a better bet to have every inch of her soft skin showing that she could.
She picked a very expensive perfume that she knew mixed well with her own fragrant body odor. She had just finished getting ready when the door bell rang.
She ran over to the door and swung it open.
"Hello, Robert," she said, "you're just in time. I just finished dressing."
"You look great," he said as he stepped into the room.
"What are we going to do this evening?" Sally asked.
"I thought, we might go dancing," he said. "There's a great rock group at Charlie's Club."
"Oh, good. I haven't been there for quite a while. It's really a nice place to dance."
Sally hoped Robert was a dancer, because dancing was one of Sally's favorite pastimes. It gave her the perfect opportunity to show off her body.
When they got to Charlie's, the place was fairly crowded, and the band was playing loud rock music. The dance floor was full of young, good-looking people shaking their sexy bodies to the heavy beat of the music.
Robert and Sally found a table and ordered something to drink. As soon as the drinks arrived, Sally asked Robert if he wanted to dance. He said he did, and she grabbed his hand, dragging him over to the dance floor. Sally was glad to see that Robert was a good dancer. She considered herself to be an excellent dancer and was disappointed if the man couldn't keep up with her. Her body began to move with the fast rhythm of the rock music. Her hips shook and her tits quivered wildly. As she danced, she looked around at the other people on the dance floor. The guys were all good-looking, and most were quite good dancers. The chicks were mostly sexy bitches who were showing off everything they had. Sally thought that she and Robert were among the best-looking and sexiest couples.
She was glad to see that Robert noticed the way her body shimmied loosely to the music. This would be an excellent way to get him in the mood for some real action later on.
They danced to several numbers, then went to their table to catch their breaths and finish their drinks.
"You're really quite a dancer," Sally said to Robert.
"Thanks, baby. I could watch you dance all night."
"Well, we're not going to dance all night," she said, "and you're not gonna just watch, either."
He smiled, and she hoped she had made an impression on him.
As Sally swallowed the last of her drink, she heard a man's voice saying, "Hello, Sally."
She looked up, and there was Bill.
"Why, Bill, hello! It's nice to see you again."
She introduced Robert, and the men shook hands. Then Bill asked Sally to dance. She said she'd love to, and was glad to give Robert another exhibition of her sexy body, this time from a different viewpoint.
As she and Bill danced, she kept her back towards Robert, and shook her sexy ass for all it was worth. She moved around as wildly as she could and made, her mini-skirt reveal as much of her as she could.
She came back to the table just as another round of drinks appeared. She didn't want to give Robert the chance to overindulge again, so she kept him dancing instead of drinking. It wasn't long before she had him tired enough to want to go back to her place to relax.
They left the club, and Sally insisted on taking him back to her apartment. She could see by the way that Robert was looking at her that all the shaking and shimmying she had done on the dance floor had paid off.
Sally was anxious to get him over to her place before anything else could distract him. When they finally were in her apartment, she felt that she really had him this time. He wasn't going to get any phone calls, and she wasn't going to give him anything to drink. She was going to spend all of her energy getting him horny, and getting his cock stiffened.
"Make yourself comfortable," she said. "I'm going to get into something that I can relax in."
She disappeared into the bedroom, and Robert relaxed on the couch. When Sally reappeared, she was wearing a long robe that showed the outline of her body when the light passed through it.
Sally offered to make tea for them, and since her kitchen was divided from her living room by a counter, Robert could watch Sally moving around while she prepared the tea, which was what Sally wanted, of course. As she went through her paces in the kitchen, she made sure that she struck a pose every now and then, giving Robert a glimpse at her body silhouetted in the sheer robe.
She brought two cups of tea over to the couch and put them on the coffee table. She sat down a few inches away from Robert and leaned back luxuriously.
She was wondering how she was going to initiate some lovemaking, when she felt his muscular arm around her shoulders.
"You look terrific in that robe," he said, "but you look good in everything."
"Well, thanks," she said. "I didn't think you'd noticed."
"Oh, I noticed all right," he said as he tightened his embrace, pulling her body against his side.
She looked up at him warmly, and he leaned over and brought his lips hotly against hers. Sally was surprised at the intensity and force of his kiss. His tongue slowly entered her mouth, like a snake. It found hers and began to stroke it with amazing agility. The taste of his masculine saliva, and the feel of his skilled tongue in her mouth, made Sally's body go limp with complete submission.
While he was smothering her mouth with his, he untied the lace knot that held the top of her robe closed. The soft material fell away from her chest, exposing the tops of her firm, full knockers.
Robert brushed his hand lightly over the exposed tit flesh.
He lifted his face from hers and gathered up the bottom of her robe. Sally lifted her hips from the couch as Robert raised the gown over her shapely, firm body. She raised her arms as the robe was lifted off her, leaving her naked body under Robert's horny gaze. Although he had studied her sexy body as it had been exhibited in her incredibly scanty clothing, the sight of her completely nude filled Robert with hot lust and made his huge cock stretch and swell with mad passion. He put his hands on the huge tits that stood firmly before him. As he ran his hands over the wide mountains of flesh, Sally began unbuttoning his shirt. When she had removed the shirt, he stood up so she could unfasten his pants. As soon as she unzipped his fly, his enormous pecker sprang out at her. Sally was thrilled to see he wasn't wearing any underwear: The sight of the magnificent prick that was pointing at her face made her cunt juices flow more freely than they had been. His cock was so big Sally could only stare at it in awe.
The mighty rod twitched with every beat of Robert's pounding heart. His balls hung low in their loose sac. As Sally sat staring at his prick, he looked down at the beautiful woman below him. His eyes drank in the amazing sight of her heaving tits and moved down her body to the triangle of soft black hair that covered her churning cunt. The smell of the pungent juices that flowed from that steaming hole rose to Robert's flaring nostrils. He sank down beside her, and their arms flew around each other in a passionate embrace.
Sally felt the hot swell of passion pounding in the soggy depths of her cunt. There was something about the way Robert was massaging her tits that was somehow different and exciting. His hands stroked and caressed her with a strong and horny fervor. He held one of her heavy tits in his warm palm and moved it around as if he were weighing it. This unique way he had of fondling her boob thrilled Sally and made her tremble with anticipation. Robert slowly lowered his head and, at the same time, lifted her heaving globe to his lips. The brown circle of puckered flesh that crested her big tit met the tip of Robert's wet tongue. He brushed his tongue lightly back and forth over the knob of her nipple. His tongue was touching her so lightly that it caused a strange tickling sensation in Sally's tit that traveled to her soaking wet cunt and made it contract in a spasm of desperate lust. His- tongue continued to flick lightly over her ever-hardening nipple until Sally thought she would faint. Just at the moment when the tit-tickling was about to become too much for Sally, he sucked the nipple into his warm mouth and squeezed it between his tongue and the roof of his mouth.
Sally was amazed at Robert's expert lovemaking instincts. Her body seemed to her like a beautiful piano being played by a genius. She tried to keep up her end of the deal by stroking his bare chest and running her fingers into his ears and belly button, but she was too overwhelmed by Robert's skillful technique to apply her own tricks.
While Robert continued to suck her delicious nipple, his hands flowed over the smooth curves of her hips and asscheeks. Sally's skin tensed wherever she felt his hand. As Robert felt his way along the hollows of the hot ass and thighs o'f the horny bitch writhing beside him, he began to probe deeper into the dark valley between her silken asscheeks. His fingers pressed slowly closer to the two openings hidden in Sally's fragrant .crotch.
Sally's cunt and asshole were becoming wild waiting to feel the expert caress of Robert's slowly approaching fingers.
Sally was trying to keep her passion within the limits of Robert's slow pace, so she had not indulged herself with the feel of his beautiful hard cock yet, but as Robert's groping fingers came within inches of her boiling passion pits, she allowed her hand to touch the pulsating rod. It felt even bigger than it looked. Her hand couldn't wrap itself all the way around it. She squeezed the fat head and felt it shrink in her tight grip. As she loosened her hold, she could feel it swell to its full, blood-engorged glory.
She slipped her hand down the long shaft and on to the sac that contained his heavy balls. She took the large nuts in her hot palm and squeezed them gently. Sally had never held a pair of balls that felt so big and strong. They seemed to be overloaded with hot cum.
Robert's fingers were wet with freely flowing juice from Sally's hungry ,cunt. As he was approaching from the back of her crotch, his finger first found the lower opening of her gaping gash. Sally gasped as she felt his firm fingertip begin to slide into the hot lips of her trembling twat. He slid his finger along the swollen opening, inserting it farther and farther with each trip from one corner to the other. Soon his finger was inside the inner lips and pressing its way up the flowing hole. Robert could feel the muscles in her cunt grasping at his probing finger.
He let her nipple slide from his mouth and pressed his face into the warm crevice between the soft mounds of her tits. His wet finger withdrew from her smoldering cunt as he slid his face down her taut stomach. Sally arched her back and spread her legs, awaiting his mouth on her drooling cunt.
Her wet, open pussy felt the cool air of the room, but a moment later Robert's hot mouth filled the soaking void. She moved her hips in wild circles and pressed her cunt down on his lapping mouth. He began licking her wet, swollen pussylips gently at first, then faster and faster and harder and harder as he became engulfed in a fit of uncontrollable lust.
Sally's breathing became loud and heavy as she felt an orgasm coming to life in her belly. Robert's tongue lashed at her clitoris as her body stiffened in the grasp of a powerful orgasm.
"I'm coming!" she yelled over and over.
When her spasms died down, Robert moved his tongue from the swollen nub of her clit and began licking the wet, quivering walls of her pussy. As his strong tongue stroked the lining of her cunt, Sally began moaning with the waves of pleasure that once again were welling up from the depths of her twat. She swayed her hips and pressed her crotch against the squirming tongue that filled her screaming box.
Robert lapped her cunt until her body was limp with the exhaustion of countless orgasms. He rose up from between her legs and dropped his body down on hers, driving his still twitching prick into her limp and tired cunt. The huge rod ramming in and out of her tender snatch drove Sally into a rage of ecstasy that drove every thought and sensation from her mind except for the most intense pangs of sexual passion. She heard herself scream as her mind exploded with the most powerful orgasm of her life. She fainted in an electric jolt of pure lust as she felt Robert's cock discharging a hot load of steaming cum into her jellied twat.
The next thing Sally was aware of, was lying still with Robert's heavy body covering her. She could feel his soft prick resting gently in her worn-out cunt. They were both breathing heavily, and Sally could feel her swollen tits pressed between their heaving bodies.
Robert lifted his head from where it rested beside hers. He looked down at her with a satisfied smile on his lips.
"That was the best fuck I ever had," he said.
"Really?" Sally asked. "That's quite a coincidence, because it was the best fuck I've ever had, too."
Robert rolled off Sally and lay close beside her. He put his hand on her damp pussy patch and his head near her shoulder and fell quickly asleep.
When Sally woke the next morning, Robert was gone. She was disappointed to find herself alone, because she was confident her cunt had rested enough overnight, but when she poked her finger in, she was surprised to find that it was still slightly tender and she wouldn't be able to do a thing with it. She had to be satisfied with running her fingers through the curly hair that covered her overworked mound and think about the events of the night before.
Chapter Ten
As Sally lay in bed thinking about Robert and his wonderful cock, she began to realize she had to go to work. She crawled out of bed and started getting ready to meet a new day. When she left her building, the sun was shining and Sally felt that it would be a good day. She knew she was lucky to have a job she liked. She remembered someone mentioning that there was going to be a new woman hired in the window-dressing department, and Sally was anxious to see this new addition to the group of sexy studs and bitches who worked at the store.
Almost as soon as she walked into the store, Joe, one of the big bosses, walked up to her with a beautiful hunk of sexy woman on his arm.
"Sally, I'd like to introduce you to Pat. Shell be working with you on the windows."
Sally could see that Pat was one dynamite chick, and if Sally were reading the look that Pat was giving her, Pat had the same opinion of her.
"I'm very glad to meet you," Sally told her with a warm smile.
"It's nice meeting you, too. Joe has told me so much about you."
Sally looked at Joe, and by the sly smile on his face she knew what Joe had told her. Joe knew first-hand what Sally was most interested in, as did most of the people who worked at the store. She also knew that Joe did most of the hiring, and that accounted for the high percentage of horny beautiful people among the employees.
"Sally, why don't you take Pat and show her the ropes?" Joe said with a wink.
Sally had been looking at Pat's body and barely heard what Joe said. Pat and Joe both noticed the reason for Sally's deafness and laughed. Sally, being a good sport, laughed with them.
"Come with me," she said to the new girl, and walked towards the room where the window-dressing supplies were kept. Joe watched them as they walked away and noticed how their sexy asses swayed under the tight material of their dresses. His cock still tingled from the "working-over it had just gotten in Pat's hot mouth.
Sally showed Pat the things she would need to know to begin work, then gave her the task of undressing some manikins that had just come out of the window. As Pat worked with the manikins, Sally pretended to be busy at the other end of the room. She was really just goofing off and watching Pat work. Sally liked what she saw. Pat had firm tits and a slim body. Her narrow waist flared out to form full hips and a terrific ass that was giving Sally a damp crotch. Every now and then Pat would bend over and show Sally the bottoms of her rounded cheeks as they peeked out from under her mini-dress. Sally could imagine the fragrant feminine odor that would meet her nostrils if she were to put her face into the warmth of this chick's crotch. Sally's nipples were getting hard and pressing against the sheer material of her tight blouse. She felt .confident that she would get a chance to taste this beautiful chick's delicious cunt. Pat finished undressing the manikins and walked over to where Sally stood watching her.
Sally couldn't take her eyes off the other woman's big tits as they bounced up and down with each step. Pat's nipples were as hard as Sally's, and the dark circles they projected on Pat's white see-through blouse seemed like eyeballs that stared at Sally with hot lust.
"What should I do with all the clothes I took off the manikins?" Pat asked.
"Put each garment back in its box and stack them over there. Some will go back in stock and some will "be sold on sale," Sally told her.
While Sally talked to the other woman, she kept her eyes on those tits that were now only a few inches away from her own. Pat turned away and went to do what Sally had told her to. Sally felt the nylon of her underwear binding against her wet cunt, and she was getting hornier by the minute. She had to make some sort of move in an effort to find out for sure if the beautiful new addition to her daily routine was at all interested in the Lesbian scene.
Sally walked over to the object of her lust and said, "By the way, Pat, would you like to go for lunch with me today?"
"Sure, what lime do you usually go for lunch?"
"Well, if we sneak out of here at twelve-thirty, we can take an hour and a half. That way we can go somewhere nice and have a few drinks and a leisurely lunch."
When lunch time rolled around, the two women started out. for a good-time lunch. Sally suggested a cozy place she knew of that was close by. The place was dark, and it took them a few minutes to become accustomed to the dimness after the brightness of the outdoors. Sally took Pat by the hand and led her to a snug and private table in the rear. There was a padded bench along the wall on one side of the table and a chair on the other side.
Pat slipped behind the table and sat on the bench. Sally slipped in beside her, saying, "We can both sit on this side and both have a view."
Sally did like to sit so she could have a view of any sexy-looking people who. might be in the place, but it was even more important than she be within fondling distance of her new friend.
Sally could smell the sexy perfume mixed with the warm odor of the lusty broad sitting beside her. She turned to talk to Pat and pressed her tit against Pat's arm. She wanted Pat to feel the puckered nipple to let her know that she was hot for her body. Pat looked down at the boob that was leaning hotly against her arm and smiled. Sally was quite sure she could feel her friend snuggle up to her tit and that made her go wild with horny anticipation.
The waiter came over to take their order. Pat seemed quite interested in the waiter, who looked very young. Sally hadn't failed to notice the boy, either. He was slim and attractive, and he seemed to be too young to be a waiter.
"Do you like them young?" asked Sally.
"I like them any way I can get them," Pat replied with a laugh, "but I guess I do have a thing for young ones."
"We seem to have something in common then. I don't think there's anything I'd rather do than have a young stud stick his cock in me," Sally confided to her new friend.
"I know what you mean," Pat said. "Young ones have such nice firm bodies and really hard cocks."
"Besides that, they have the stamina it takes to keep up with a horny fucker like me," Sally said with a lecherous gleam in her eye.
"Yeah," Pat said, beginning to loosen up. "There's nothing worse than having a guy go soft when I'm dying for more."
The atmosphere between the two women was warming up fast. Sally was getting pretty wet in the crotch and imagined that Pat's cunt was flowing, too. She decided to take the bull by the horns and make her move. She put her hand on the pretty white thigh that was exposed beneath Pat's short skirt. She felt a quiver shoot through the thigh as her warm hand came to rest on the smooth skin. The suspense lasted only a few seconds and was replaced by assurance when Pat put her own hand on top of Sally's hand.
"I'm wild about your body, you know. It's really something," Sally whispered into Pat's ear.
Pat lifted her hand from Sally's and laid it on her companion's thigh. "I think we're thinking about the same thing," Pat said with a confident smile.
"I'm really glad to hear that," Sally said and gave Pat's sexy thigh a loving squeeze. "How about coming over to my place tonight? I might even be able to arrange a party with some young horny fuckers."
The waiter brought the drinks and sandwiches they ordered, and the girls began eating and drinking but only with one hand. They kept one hand on each other's thighs. They ordered another round of drinks and talked and laughed about amusing sexual experiences they had had. As they drank more and more, the conversation became juicier, and their hands crSpt higher up each other's skirts. Sally playfully brushed her hand along the crotch of Pat's underpants and brought her hand up to their faces. The smell of Pat's pungent love juices drifted into their nostrils and made their already dazed brains swim in a swirl of dizzy lust.
They lost track of time as they ordered round after round of drinks. They had come into the bar as two working girls on their lunch hour, and now they were a couple of drunken horny bitches, but they were having a lot of fun.
"Don't you think we'd better get back?" Pat slurred. "I'd hate to have Joe see me come in late from lunch on my first day."
"There's nothing to, worry about, honey. If Joe sees us coming in, we'll drag him to his office and fuck the shit out of him. That'll keep him in line."
Pat laughed drunkenly, and they ordered another arund.
When they got back to work, they were too smashed to do anything but sit around and continue their banter. They amused themselves for a while trying on the wigs they had taken off the manikins. They chose wigs that reminded them of movie stars and imitated the star as the other tried to guess who the star was. Pat put on a flowing blonde wig and did an outlandish imitation of Marilyn Monroe, and Sally guessed who it was immediately.
Next Pat wanted to try on some of the sexy outfits she had taken off the manikins. She picked out a sleazy evening gown. Sally grew tense as Pat began unbuttoning her blouse, stripping the filmsy garment from her shoulders exposing the big mounds of her tits. They were firm and almost as big as Sally's. The nipples were gathered in tight, hard nubs. In Sally's drunken condition, she thought she could see the lusty warmth radiating from these beautiful globes.
Pat wiggled her hips with the effort of pulling her tight skirt down over her ample ass. Her tits quivered lushly with every wiggle of her hips. Pat let the brief skirt fall around her ankles as she stood clad only in a tiny pair of bikini panties. Sally's cunt was flowing freely now, and she felt the warm juices ooze down her thighs. As she stood looking at the nearly naked bitch, she felt the familiar near-panic of uncontrollable lust taking command of her body and mind. She knew she must have this chick's cunt in the hot grasp of her hungry mouth.
As Pat lowered the panties from her hips, Sally was having a hard time preventing her lusts from taking her will away completely. Pat lifted one foot and then the other out of the panties, giving Sally a brief glance at the pink gash between those beautiful thighs. The sight of Pat's thick patch of curly black pussy hair on the background of Pat's white belly was more than Sally could resist. She walked over to where Pat was standing naked and, smiling warmly, put her hands on the naked woman's hips.
"Here?" Pat asked, surprised.
Sally answered by pulling Pat's body against her own hot body and crushing her lips down on Pat's. Pat immediately opened her mouth to accept Sally's horny tongue. Pat's lust was turned loose in Sally's passionate embrace. She began grinding her body furiously against her lover. They could feel their tits rubbing together in a crush of warm, loose flesh.
Sally pulled Pat down on the carpeted floor and crawled herself between the spread legs. She looked down at the swollen lips of the pussy before her. The waiting cunt was giving off the hot odor of gushing love juice. Sally dove her face into the wet opening, and the feeling of the cuntlips on her cheeks drove her to a fever of cunt-lapping. Pat lay back with her eyes closed, jerking her hips back and forth. Sally was doing what she loved most in life, and she was doing a good job. She knew what felt good in her cunt and was doing it to Pat's cunt.
She was giving her friend a deluxe lapping job when Pat's body stiffened and trembled in the grip of a terrific orgasm. Sally looked up at Pat over the horizon of her belly, and saw the look of satisfied lust on her face, then withdrew her face from the warmth of Pat's soggy cunt. Sally began licking the wetness of love juice from her cheeks and chin. While Pat watched the horny bitch, Sally slipped her underpants out from under her skirt and down her shapely legs. She leaned back on her elbows and spread her legs, exposing her soaking, pulsating cunt to Pat. The sight of this sexy chick fully clothed with her twat sticking out gave Pat a lusty thrill as she crawled like a cat towards that steaming twat.
Sally was thrilled to find that Pat was a skillful Lesbian and really knew how to use her tongue. In a few moments she was writhing in ecstasy with an orgasm building in her guts. When they had both been satisfied, they continued their game of dressing up in the manikins' clothing.
When it was time to go home, they left together on their way to Sally's apartment, with hopes of sharing a few young cocks before the night was over. They stopped for dinner in a restaurant, and Sally went to make some phone calls. She made a few calls to some of her young stud acquaintances, but none of them seemed to be home, and she had a few embarrassing moments with curious mothers. She hated to disappoint Pat. On her way back to their table, she noticed a good-looking young stud working in the kitchen of the restaurant. He was washing dishes and the steam of the hot dishwater surrounded him in a mysterious mist. His body was thin and wiry and in the cloud of steam, and Sally thought he looked like an angel.
Sally stood watching the boy until he looked up at her. When he looked, Sally motioned him over to her. As he walked towards her, she could see that his eyes were glued to the mounds of her ample tits. She didn't have time to play with this kid and had to be direct.
"What time do you get off, honey?" she asked.
The question surprised the boy, and for the first time he looked up from her tits and stared into her face in confusion.
"At eight," he stammered. "Why?"
"Because I'm inviting you to a party," she said and gave him a gentle poke in the belly button.
She gave him the address and told him to bring friends. He still seemed somewhat confused as Sally wiggled back to her table, but she was confident she could count on the boy to show up with some horny friends. She told Pat it was all set, and the two women began eating with the assurance that there was much to look forward to.
When they got to Sally's apartment,.they had sobered up a little so Sally made them both a drink. She wanted to be good and stoned for the orgy that she was so anxiously looking forward to. Her clothing was beginning to feel uncomfortably tight, and she wanted her body to feel as loose as her mind.
"Let's get into something a little looser, baby," Sally said. "I have a lot of nice things that would look great on you."
Pat followed Sally into the bedroom, and Sally threw her closet door open with a flourish. Sally was very proud of her collection of sexy negligees, and as Pat flipped through them, she tried to imagine what each garment would look like on Pat's gorgeous body. Pat finally picked out a sheer black negligee. She began stripping off her clothing in drunken abandon. She stood in front of Sally once again in her beautiful nakedness. Sally's cunt was drooling once again, and in her drunken condition she couldn't keep herself from grabbing Pat's wobbling tits. The hot, flabby flesh of Pat's ample boobs in her hand made Sally's mind reel in a swoon of dizzy passion. It had the same effect on Pat, and the two of them fell heavily on the bed as their mouths came crashing together.
They replayed the scene of lust from, earlier in the afternoon in a swarming mass of hot, soft woman flesh. Their juices ran together and their sweat glistened on each other's bodies. After several orgasms apiece, they lay together in a numb heap, waiting for the boys and their stiff cocks.
They lay there for about an hour, sobering up and resting for the action that they were thinking about in hot anticipation. When the door bell rang, they sprang up like two hungry cats at the sound of a mouse. They hurried into the living room, straightening their negligees. Sally went to the door and threw it open. Three young and handsome studs stood there, looking eagerly into the room. It seemed they were straining at their leashes.
"Come in," Sally said in her most inviting voice, holding the door opened wide. She made an elaborate "come in" gesture with a wave of her arm.
- The three boys came into the room eagerly and began staring hungrily at the sexy chicks in their transparent negligees. Sally introduced Pat and herself to the boys and asked their names.
"I'm John, and this is Larry and Art," the dishwasher said.
The boys were standing in the middle of the room, not knowing quite what to do.
"Have a seat," Sally said, motioning to the large couch.
She went over to her stereo to put on a record. Pat lost no time making the young guests feel at home. She went to the couch and swiveled her hips in between John and Art. The boys were beginning to realize what was happening to them. Until now, they couldn't quite believe that the whole thing was real. It wasn't often that three young guys were inviting to party with two homy, sexy chicks who were old enough to be their mothers!
Sally began dancing to the heavy beat of the rock music, and her big tits bounced with her movements. She motioned to Larry to join her in her obscene dance. The youth eagerly got up and began to follow Sally's wild gyrations. There was a large lump in the crotch of his pants that indicated he was more interested in the sexy body that wiggled in front of him than in the music. Sally was glad to see this, because she didn't intend to dance for very long.
Pat, meanwhile, was engaged in some interesting preliminary groping with the other two boys. They were all laughing as Art and John slipped their hands into the loose-fitting negligee and caressed her firm jugs. She ran her hands over the hard cocks that throbbed in the prison of their jeans.
Sally was hanging onto Larry's neck now and rubbing her body against his in time to the music. His cock pressed into her belly through the cotton of his pants. She looked up at him with a sly smile on her slightly opened mouth. The young boy lowered his head and kissed her violently. Sally released her hold on him and began unbuttoning his shirt. When his shirt hung open, exposing his smooth, hard chest, she unfastened his pants as she pulled the shirt from his strong shoulders. Sally opened his pants and looked down at the huge prick that was pointed up at her flushed face.
The couple in the middle of the room weren't even noticed by the trio on the couch, who were busily feeling each other in panting lust.
"The first one with his clothes off will be the first to get in," Pat told the horny gropers.
The boys were a blur of frantic motion as they pulled off their shirts and stripped their pants from their muscular legs. In a minute they were naked, and their hard cocks were standing out from their lean bodies. Pat threw the negligee over her head and lay back on the couch. Art leaned over her reclining body and guided his rod into the wet opening of her swollen cunt. As the boy pumped his rod in and out of her hot snatch, Pat pulled John down on his knees on the floor near her head. His cocktip was twitching with lust a few inches from her quivering lips. She opened her mouth, and the boy understood immediately. He leaned towards her, and his rod slipped smoothly into her mouth. With a cock in her cunt and another in her mouth, Pat felt a deep sense of satisfaction that only perverted sex could give her.
In the middle of the room, Sally had sunk to her knees and impaled her face on the huge spike that stuck out from between Larry's legs. Her head was making wild circles as her tongue swirled around the bloated cockhead that was filling her mouth. She ran her hands along the backs of his thighs and up to the muscular cheeks of his ass.
"Suck it, suck it hard, baby!" Larry yelled, running his hands in her hair and keeping her face pressed on his throbbing tool. Sally thrilled to the taste of that hard piece of meat and the big balls that were crashing into her chin with every thrust of his hips. Her finger found its way to the tight entrance of his asshole and snuggled into the warmth of his bung. Larry threw his head back and clenched his teeth in a rush of ecstasy.
By this time, the boys working on Pat were reaching the moment when their hot, steaming jism was rising from their balls and streaming through their exploding cocks. They came almost simultaneously as Pat felt the hot juice gushing into her mouth and cunt. She could feel every powerful spurt of cum splash the walls of her cunt and the roof of her mouth. The sensation of her two holes being filled with the boys' fuck juice brought Pat to an uncontrollably wild orgasm. She screamed in ecstasy as her body shook in a wild fleshquake.
Sally was being filled with hot, tasty boy jizz, too, and although she wasn't coming, she was enjoying herself. As Larry's cock twitched convulsively, Sally's mouth became the depository of his steaming load. When she was sure she had his whole wad in her mouth, she swallowed the gigantic, slimy mess without letting his still-hard cock out of her mouth. She licked every bit of the remaining jizz from the slit in the tip of his cock, then let it"slip from her mouth. She stood up and kissed him, pressing her tongue as far as she could into his mouth. Larry got an idea of what his jism tasted like from Sally's tongue.
Sally was the only one who hadn't come. She pulled Larry down to the floor and lay down in front of him, spreading her legs. The boy looked down at the wet mass of pussy hair Sally was showing him. The lips, of her cunt were opened slightly, exposing the pink, glistening flesh within. As the youth slowly lowered his face into the humid area between her thighs, the smell of a woman at the height of sexual lust filled his head and made him dizzy. As his lips and tongue came in contact with the hot, quivering cunt, he. instinctively began lapping with a powerful tongue.
The sight of their friend giving head to this gorgeous woman right before their eyes made Art's and John's hearts pound, and their cocks began to stiffen. Pat was affected by the sight, too, as the juices once more flowed from her insatiable cunt. The three spectators sat still and enjoyed the perverted show, letting the lust build in their twitching genitals. The two boys sat back on the couch, their eyes glued to the scene taking place before them and their cocks standing straight up from their laps like towers, Pat was equally interested in the exhibition, and as she sat there, a wet stain grew under her smoldering pussy.
Sally was supporting her body on her feet and shoulders as she held her hips off the floor. Her hips were moving in slow sensual circles and pressing against Larry's mouth as he followed the revolving motion of her crotch. She brought her hands up to her swaying tits and began massaging them with the same slow, sexy motion. She knew they had an audience, and was determined to put on a good show. As Sally's motions became faster and wilder, the three spectators grew hornier. It was soon obvious that Sally was nearing an orgasm.
"Harder, faster!" she moaned. "Ohhhh!"
As her moaning became louder and her writhing more frantic, the three horny fuckers on the couch couldn't keep still. They couldn't take their eyes off the action in the middle of the room, either. They all grabbed their own throbbing organs and began fondling them. When Sally finally came and lay still on the floor, the masturbators turned their attentions to each other again.
Pat leaned over Art's pulsating prick and took it deep into her mouth. She pulled her knees up under her and raised her ass towards John. He could see the hairy, drooling twat peeking lewdly at him, from under the wide, smooth expanse of her ass. It was clear to him what this bitch wanted, but he had his own ideas. He spread those beautiful cheeks and saw the brown, puckered circle hidden there. He touched the soft bung and saw that it contracted in a shiver of excitement. He wet the tight hole with the juice that dripped from the cunt beneath it, and pressed his cockhead against her brownie until it slipped slowly in.'
Art felt Pat bite his cock as a tremor passed through her body when John's huge prick slid full length into the tender canal of her ass. She reached through her legs and took John's swinging balls in her hand. John reached around Pat's hips to the front of her cunt and found the hard nub of her clitoris. He began rubbing the nub in little circles and ramming his rod in and out of her snug asshole. Pat was surprised at the talent this young boy had acquired in his short life.
Sally and Larry were now the spectators. Larry had revived, and his cock was hard and ready for more action. Sally noticed this and wasn't going to let a stiff, young cock stand around unoccupied. The boy was sitting on the floor, leaning back on his elbows. His prick pointed at the ceiling. Sally crawled to his side and sat on her heels.
With a firm hand she wrapped her fingers around his stiff pecker and slid the skin up and down over the hard meat. With her other hand she began to massage her own soaking crotch. Her fingers nimbly ran over the lips and into the steaming hole. Larry realized this was a good opportunity to learn how to massage a cunt, and stared intently at her agile fingers. He watched as she held the lips open with two fingers and rubbed her clit rapidly with another. Then her fingers disappeared into the wet pink slit. Larry noticed how vigorously she pumped three fingers at a time into the deep hole. While she was giving herself this masturbatory rubdown, she continued to stroke Larry's cock with ever-increasing speed and energy.
Sally's eyelids lowered in pleasure as she continued working on herself and the boy. Her fingers flitted in and out and around her sopping pussy so fast they were a blur to the hungry gaze of the young boy. They were both near coming now, and Sally's hand was pumping the boy's cock as fast as she was rubbing her own hard clitoris. She had timed the work of both her hands so skillfully that they came simultaneously. They drew a deep breath together as they orgasmed powerfully. The sounds of Pat's lust-filled cries mixed with theirs as she came to an orgasm at the other side of the room.
Pat had taken another large load of hot sperm. This time in her ass and mouth, and she was purring softly in contentment. The two young studs who had given her the passionate gift were smiling at each other in a fit of unbelievable joy. They had never imagined they would get a chance to fuck such a sexy chick as Pat!
All five of them were now relaxing in the aftermath of an orgasm. Art and John were slouching on the couch with Pat, and Larry and Sally lay on the shag rug in the middle of the room. No one said a word, and only the rock music coming from the stereo prevented the room from being completely quiet.
"It's been a great party," John said at last.
"And it's not over yet," Sally replied. "I'll make us all a drink."
She got up and, without putting on any clothes, went over to the bar and began pouring whiskey over ice cubes. She gave a drink to each of the boys and Pat. She watched the boys as they took a drink. They all made a strange face when they tasted the potent liquor.
"It isn't too strong, is it?" Sally asked with a hint of mockery in her voice.
"Oh, no! It's fine, great."
"Yeah, good." They all claimed to like the drinks, although the expressions on their faces gave the lie to their words.
Sally and Pat were amused at the boys' attempt to impress them with their manhood. The five slightly tired fuckers sat drinking and enjoying the sight of each other's bodies. The women asked the boys about themselves and made idle Conversation. When she thought they had rested enough, Sally went over to John, whose thin, muscular body and long cock had interested her all evening. She sat down next to him and rested her slinky body against him.
"I saw how you stuck your prick in Pat's ass, John," Sally said in a stern tone of voice.
The boy was surprised to hear Sally say that, and a somewhat shocked look came over his face. Sally loved to tease boys when she had the chance, and was enjoying the discomfort she was causing the youngster. She slowly turned towards him until she was staring right into his eyes:
"Well, John," she demanded, "how about it?"
The boy looked at the older woman sheepishly, and Sally could see it was time to put him at ease. After all, she didn't want to scare him away.
"Well, do you think you can get it up and stick it in my ass?" she asked, smiling.
The lustful smile that spread across Sally's face changed the boy's discomfort to hot passion, and the large, limp piece of meat that lay in his lap began to raise its swelling head. Sally threw her arms around his neck and pulled him against her heaving tits, thrusting her hot tongue in his ear. She grabbed his stiff rod roughly and jerked it around playfully. Art was still on the couch, and Sally turned towards him, leaving John seemingly neglected. She lowered her head to Art's lap, where her opened mouth met his raising cock. Sally began tonguing his prick savagely, and John thought she had been teasing him all along when she got up on her knees and shoved her ass at him.
Sally wiggled her hungry ass at John in an inviting way, and the horny, young stud scrambled over to the waving asscheeks. He wet the head of his cock with, the cunt juices that were running down the slut's thighs. When his cockhead was glistening with slimy cunt juice, he opened her crack and thrust his dong at her brownie. Since the boy was becoming very experienced at the art of buggering, he had no trouble fitting his rod into the tight tube of her shitter. He began pumping his prick in and out, and Sally pumped her head up and down on Art's prick with the same fast rhythm.
Pat and Larry were watching Sally, but Pat wasn't satisfied with merely watching. She walked over to Larry and sat down on his lap. Wrapping her hands around his head, she pulled his face into the warm valley between her big boobs. Before long, they were sprawling on the floor in a wild fuck. They were fucking harder than either of them had ever fucked before.
The violent movements of five strong people fucking their asses off made the floor Under them shake and vibrate. Mr. Morgan, who lived in the apartment below Sally's, felt the steady rhythm through the easy chair he was sitting in. The feeling of the steady motion was unmistakably the beat of wild fucking. He had seen Sally in the elevator and had talked to her several times. It was easy for a man, even a man of Mr. Morgan's age ... he was sixty-seven ... to see that Sally was one hot chick. The sexy motion reminded him of the days when he was considered quite a stud. The image of his past lovers was vivid in his mind.
It had been a long time since Mr. Morgan had had a woman share his bed, but every time he felt the familiar rhythm from the apartment above his, he was able to share Sally's lust. On this particular evening he was remembering his virile past with unusual clarity. The movement in his pants surprised him at first, but he thought, Why not? I'm not dead yet. He slowly unzipped his fly and coaxed his old but firm prick out into the open. The sight of his ancient tool standing up before him made him feel young once again. He wrapped his hand around it and began stroking it in time to the beat that was coming through his ceiling. It took him longer than the younger people upstairs, and he had to keep his own beat going for quite a while, but when he finally came, there wasn't a happier old man in the whole city.
The five perverted fuckers were resting once again in a mist of sleepy satisfaction. Sally was lying on the couch with Art and John. The boys' cocks were limp and warm jism was running out of Sally's asshole. Pat and Larry were lying in a heap of spent flesh in the middle of the room.
It went from frantic fucking to sleepy rest all night. The two horny women were ready whenever the boys' cocks grew hard, and the boys seemed to be ready after a short rest, no matter how many . times they shot their loads that nighl When it was just beginning to get light, Sally thanked the three studs for the good fucking, and they left with the promise that they would be back again for another party. Sally and Pat got into Sally's bed and went to sleep. They were too tired to have a go at it by themselves, and they knew that that meant they were truly fucked out ... a rare but wonderful -occurrence.
Chapter Eleven
Sally and Pat had had only a few short hours of sleep when jhe alarm filled their dreams with its shrill sound. They looked at each other with the sad realization that it was time to get up and begin to get ready for work.
"Don't 'worry, I know lots of places in the store where we can sneak off to and take a cat nap," Sally told Pat who looked very tired.
"Yeah, but I sure wish I could stay in the sack for a few more hours," Pat said as she began to crawl out of bed.
"There's no hurry, honey," said Sally as she grabbed Pat's wrist and pulled her back into bed. "If we're a few minutes late, it won't matter."
SaUy pulled Pat to her and began another lovemaking session. When they had satisfied their morning lust, they got out of bed and took showers and got into shape for work. They didn't bother with breakfast because, as Sally explained, they could take their morning break as soon "as they got there if the boss wasn't around, or, if he was there, they could give him a blow-job. Sally hadheard that sperm was very nourishing.
That afternoon Sally and Pat were taking a hap in the stock room on a pile of soft blankets when Chuck, a stock boy, woke them up. He said there was a phone call for Sally, and he had been looking all over for her-. She gave the youth a pat on his cheek and thanked him. Chuck had been the object of Sally's lust several times and felt loyal to the older woman.
Sally was happy to hear Robert's voice on the phone. He asked her for a date, and, with the memory of his fantastic fucking in mind, Sally immediately said she would love another chance to get her hands on him. He invited her to his place the following riight.
Sally ran back to the store room to tell Pat about Robert. She described his sexual technique to her new friend in detail, and told about her incredible orgasms with him. They compared notes on their favorite studs and memorable fucks for the rest of the morning.
When they returned from lunch, there was a note in the window dresser's room for Sally to report to Mr. Jones' office. Mr. Jones was the owner of the store, and when someone was called to his office, it was important. Pat was nervous and told Sally she hoped it didn't mean that Sally was in trouble.
"Don't worry about it," she told her friend and hurried to the office.
When she got there, Dorothy, Mr. Jones' secretary, told her that Mr. Jones had heard about Sally's coming in late and sleeping in the store room. Rather than acting scared, Sally just smiled. She had been called to his office before for similar "crimes". Dorothy said Mr. Jones was busy, but that she should wait and he would call her when he was ready.
Sally sat down and watched Dorothy as she sat working at her desk. Dorothy was one of the few people in the store that she had not managed to get into her bed. As she sat there looking over the sexy secretary, her lust for her made her cunt damp. She was wearing a short mini-skirt and Sally could see her shapely legs through the space between the desk and typing table. Her tils were big and firm as they pressed against the tight sweater that Dorothy filled so well. Sally could see she wasn't wearing a bra because her nipples made delicious-looking bumps that stood out at the ends of her firm mounds.
"I love your sweater, Dorothy," Sally said in her friendliest voice. "It shows off your figure very nicely."
"Thanksj it's nice of you to say so," Dorothy said.
"But I really mean it. You have a beautiful body and know how to show it off."
Before Sally could try to arrange something with the secretary, Mr. Jones' voice came through the intercom on her desk. He was ready to talk to Sally. As she walked past Dorothy's desk, she smoothed the short skirt over her hips and pulled her blouse down tightly over her protruding tits. She wanted to show off her body to Dorothy and to show the secretary how she planned to handle her boss.
Mr. Jones was sitting at his big desk and had a sour look on his face. Sally walked over to the chair beside his desk with her. sexiest wiggle and sat down. She rested one elbow on the desk and gave the man a good view of her sensational jugs.
'Tve been hearing bad reports on you lately, Sally, and you know what that means," he said with a grim expression on his face.
"Yes, I know," she said with a slight smile on her horny mouth.
"Well then, take your place," Mr. Jones said in a stern voice.
Sally had been through this before, and knew exactly what her boss wanted her to do. She stood up and faced the large desk. Reaching under her short skirt she grabbed her tiny panties and pulled them down past her knees and let them fall around her ankles. Then she leaned over the desk until her chin was resting on the cool desk top. She reached back and lifted her skirt over her smooth ass. The air in the room felt nice on her exposed rump, she thought.
Mr. Jones walked around the desk until he was standing behind the bare cheeks of white flesh. He began telling her what a naughty girl she had been and how disappointed he was in her. Soon she felt the expected touch of his hands running over her quivering skin. As he continued reprimanding the bitch, his fingers began running up and down the smooth valley between her firm cheeks. Sally was really beginning to dig it at this point.
"Spread your legs," he ordered.
She obeyed immediately and felt a sexy quiver in her cunt as the cool air of the room hit her wet pussy. She knew what she must look like in this strange position. Her ass was sticking way out into the room and her drooling cunt must be clearly visible as a hairy lump below the dark crack of her ass.
When she felt his hands leave her ass, she knew he was unfastening his pants, like every other time she was called to his office. This time, though, she was surprised to see his hand reach past her face and press twice on the button of his intercom. A moment later she heard the door of the office open and then close. She knew Dorothy was in the room looking at her as she leaned over the desk with her ass sticking out. A smile played over her lips as she realized that Dorothy must have been playing these games with Mr. Morgan for some time. Now she was going to be part of their games. The thought made Sally feel a warm sensation of friendship for
Dorothy and her boss.
Since she was a new member of this group, she didn't say a word but waited patiently to see what might happen next. Her body stiffened as she felt a tongue exploring the crack of her ass. As the tongue slipped beneath the mounds of her rump and between her thighs, she could feel the softness of Dorothy's cheeks on her ass. The probing tongue licked the soaking lips of her boiling twat and sent a shiver up Sally's spine. When she felt the tongue slip into the hot folds of her sloppy pussy and lick the walls of tender flesh, her knees grew weak and she had to support all her weight on the desk. She let her legs go slack and this gave the cunt-lapper behind her better access to her flaming crotch.
When the lapping ended, Sally started to stand up but was pushed back down on the desk. She thought she had better not do anything until she was told. When she knew the rules of the game a little better, she would be able to take a more active part. The sound of the door opening and closing again surprised her. She didn't know if someone had come in or gone out.
The next thing that she felt was the familiar sensation of a cock pushing its way into her cunt. By the rhythm of the pumping motion, she knew it was Mr. Morgan's prick inside her. He fucked away at her until she felt his hot cream spurting into the deep canal of her cunt. The tool was withdrawn an in a minute Mr. Morgan sat down in front of her as she continued to lie across his desk.
"You can go now, Sally," he said. "I hope you've learned your lesson."
Sally stood up and pulled her panties up under her skirt.
"Yes, I have," she said. "Thank you.".
She left his office and closed the door. Dorothy was sitting at her desk typing. Sally looked at her with a knowing smile, but the secretary didn't take her eyes from her work. Sally felt confused and couldn't think of anything to say, so she just left the room quietly and went back to the window dresser's room where she found Pat waiting.
"What happened?" Pat asked anxiously.
"Oh, not much really, he just bawled me out and fucked me," Sally said. She still didn't know what to think about the strange cunt-lapping, so she didn't mention it.
The girls thought they had better do some work so they dressed some manikins and carried them to the windows. Sally began to think of her date with Robert, and although that was still a whole day away, her cunt throbbed with the memory of his wonderful prick and the great way he had of using it.
When Sally went home that evening, she was looking forward to a quiet and peaceful evening alone. She made dinner for herself and cleaned the apartment. When everything was done, she felt very relaxed sat down on her couch to watch television. After a few of the ususl detective shows and comedies, Sally decided that the television wasn't giving her enough stimulation; she was getting bored.
It seemed the only thing that could keep Sally from getting bored was some sort of sexual stimulation. She should have known it wouldn't be a night of television and magazines without getting her pussy into the action somehow. If she could add a- little sex to the television-watching, she thought, she could still have her peaceful night at home.
She went into the bedroom and began looking around for something exciting to wear. That might just do it, she thought. Digging through her underwear, she came up with a pair of crotchless panties and a bra with holes at the nipples. She thought if she wore these while watching the tube, she could tickle her twat and tits; it was exciting just wearing the sexy garments.
She quickly stripped off her clothing and pulled the perverted panties on. They fit like regular panties, but there was a wide gap over the sfit of her cunt. She pulled them up tight until she felt the sheer material binding into the crack of her ass and in the tender space between her thighs and the plump mound of her pussy. She stood in front of the mirror arid admired the view. At first glance they seemed to be regular panties but then the tuft of curly hair that stuck out around her cuntlips showed them to be. the weird costume of a horny whore. Sally faced the mirror and slowly lifted her right foot up along her left leg, pointing her knee out to the side. The exposed strip of hair parted and a thin, pink line appeared. Sally was beginning, to really enjoy herself. , When she had examined the.panties as much as she cared to, she picked up the strange brassiere. She held it up in front of her face and looked at it from every angle. It looked like an ordinary bra. She put it on and fastened it behind her back. It was a tight fit, and her tits were oozing out over the cups of the bra, just like every other bra she wore. In this sluttish contraption, though, her nipples were protruding through the holes in the front of the cups.
Sally felt the thrill of aroused lust rush through her strangely clad body. She went back into the living room and sat down in front of the television again. The excitement of the perverted underwear was enough to satisfy the seamier side of Sally's personality. As she sat there watching the handsome actors on the TV screen, her hands drifted down to her exposed gash and lightly played with the hair that stuck out of the slot in the pantiefc. She combed her fingers through the curls and along the opening of her bung. While her mind was occupied with the television programs, her fingers automatically crawled into the warmth of her pussy. Without really being aware of it, she was giving her box a good workout.
As the passion mounted in her body, she wanted to slow down and put off coming for a while. It would be impossible for her to stop masturbating completely, so she had to think of a way to escalate her diddling while putting off coming for a while. A brilliant idea came to her, and she went to look for her toys. Her toys were a collection of dildos and vibrators. She selected two big vibrators. They were made of white plastic and were about ten inches long and two inches in diameter.
She returned to the couch and lay down on her back. Willi her legs spread, she brought the blunt tip of the vibrator to her anxious cuntlips. At first she inserted the toy just inside the outer lips and slid it along the length of the long gash. When her twat was slimy with juice, she shoved the smooth vibrator into the hot, grasping canal of her cunt. When it was in as far as it would go, Sally pushed the switch on the base of the sexy toy, and the machine came to life. It began vibrating and buzzing like mad. She closed her legs and squeezed the humming dildo tightly in her horny box.
Still wanting to take her time, she turned the vibrator off but left it in her cunt. She gripped the plastic prick with the muscles in her pussy and thrilled to the feeling of the hard, stiff object filling her hole. She turned the machine on and off every now and then, and was having a fine time.
When the vibrator in her cunt began to get boring, she slipped it out. It was covered with her warm, fragrant cunt slime and glistened in the soft light of the room. While it was still nice and wet, she poked it into the tightly puckered button that was the entrance to her pungent asshole. She pushed it in until the base with the switch was the only part of the contraption that wasn't swallowed by her hungry bung. The slight pain that the huge thing caused in her ass soon changed to pleasure as her bowels adjusted to the plastic intruder.
With her ass taken care of, Sally turned her attention to her cunt again. She took the second vibrator, which was a twin to the first, and filled her twat with its cool plastic bulk. Having both of her starving holes filled gave her a wild sensation of sexual power. She rolled her hips around in order to feel the heavy cylinders press deeply into the two fuck holes. When the mere presence of the vibrators was no longer enough, she flicked the switches in her crotch and started the electric dildos shaking.
Her pelvis was suddenly filled with a quivering sensation of pure, perverted lust. Before she neared an orgasm, she turned off the fucking machines. As the shaking stopped, the fullness of her ass and cunt became the dominant sensation again. She tried turning on the vibrator in her cunt while,the one in her ass was off and then turning on the one in her ass while stopping the one in her cunt. She found that she could produce the nicest sensations by turning the two vibrators off and on at different times and at different rhythms.
It wasn't long before Sally knew she had reached the point of no return. There was an orgasm growing in her stuffed guts, and if she was going to make it a really good one, she would have to get busy. She turned on both vibrators and pressed her index finger on her throbbing clitoris. As the orgasm began to grow, her finger rubbed the stiff clit harder and faster. Her mind slipped into a whirlpool of sexual ecstasy and her crotch was a mass of pure pleasure. As the orgasm raged through her body, she arched her back off the couch, and the shaking in her legs made her whole body quiver. When the orgasmic waves subsided, her body sank in a satisfied heap on the couch and with a limp hand she turned off the switches in her crotch. The television was still on, but Sally was completely oblivious to everything but the deliciously satisfied feeling in her body. Several hours later, the sound of the test pattern on the TV made itself noticeable in Sally's sleeping mind. She woke up, staggered to the television to turn it off and went to bed.
When she awoke the next morning, the first thing she thought of was her date with Robert that evening. As she dressed and got ready for work, her mind was completely occupied with the thought of Robert's talented prick and what he was going to do to her with it.
All day at work Sally seemed to be in a trance. She did her work and talked with the people she came in contact with, but her thoughts were with Robert and the evening to come. Only Pat seemed to understand the spell that Sally was under. Actually, Sally had told Pat about Robert, and Pat was in sort of a spell of her own in envy of the great sex that was in store for Sally. . -
Sally wasn't usually a clock-watcher, but this day was different, and she found herself looking at the clock so often that it had only advanced a minute or two since the last time she looked. When it was finally time to leave, she literally flew out of the place. Robert had said he would stop at her place on his way home from his job and pick her up. He said he would be there at about five-thirty. That meant Sally had a half-hour to get home.
On her way to the bus stop, she decided to stop and get a new bottle of her sexy perfume. She knew she didn't need perfume to excite a stud like Robert, but she was determined to use every device at her disposal to make sure she got what she wanted. The perfume counter was more crowded than she expected, and by the time she made her purchase, she was afraid she was going to miss her bus. She ran all the way to the bus stop, but before she got there, she saw the bus pulling away.
Now that she had missed her bus, there was a good chance that she wouldn't get home by the time Robert got there. The thought that he might not wait filled her with anxiety. It seemed that missing him now after looking forward to seeing him all day would be the worst thing that could happen to her. She wished she had her car with her, but the bus was usually faster since she didn't have to park.
Another bus appeared in a few minutes, and Sally was on her way. This bus seemed to be much slower than the one she usually took, but she knew it was only her imagination. When she got off at her stop, she ran the few blocks .to her apartment. She didn't see Robert's car. As she was running up her front steps, she heard her name called. She turned around and saw Robert in his car at the curb. She relaxed and knew she hadn't missed the good fucking that she had been looking forward to.
"Hi," she said, "come up while I get ready."
He got out of the car and followed her up to her apartment. She made him a drink and disappeared into the bedroom to get ready. She took a fast shower and put on her sexiest outfit. After sprinkling herself with her new perfume, she was ready.
Robert made dinner for them, and Sally found that he could cook almost as well as he fucked. When dinner was over, they sat down on his very comfortable couch. Before she knew what had happened, she was in Robert's arms and he was sticking his tongue deep into her mouth in a passionate kiss. When he ended the kiss, they both stood up and, without a word, began pulling their clothes off.
Soon they were staring at each other's naked bodies. Sally feasted her eyes on the big cock that she remembered so well. Robert reached out and put his warm hands on her enormous, heaving jugs. He lifted the large globes and pulled her to him. She felt his long prick press against her belly as he brought his lips to hers. He pulled her down on the couch with him.
He began kissing her neck and slowly worked his way down. When he reached her belly button, he paused for a while and reamed the little hole out with his strong tongue. Sally was writhing in pleasure as Robert moved his hot mouth from her navel to the triangle of dark hair that covered the soft mound of her cunt. The heady odor of Sally's soaMng-wet twat filled his nostrils as he began searching for the lips of that delicious pussy. The snakelike tongue in her cunt made. Sally gasp with horny delight. He massaged the slippery interior of her pussy until Sally groaned with unbearable lust. When he lifted his face from her sloppy cunt, Sally lifted her arms in a motion that Robert recognized as meaning she wanted him to cover her body with his and replace his tongue with his pounding cock. He shoved his rod up her steaming cunt and began pumping with all his might. In a short minute they were both groaning in ecstasy as their orgasms exploded simultaneously.
A little while later, Sally was coaxing his cock to firmness again, and when it showed a little life, she took it into her mouth and began sucking it with hunger. She hadn't given Robert much of a rest, so it took quite a bit of sucking to bring him off, but her perseverance paid off. He came with a rush of sperm that filled Sally's mouth to overflowing. She let his prick slip from her mouth while keeping the wad of cum on her tongue, then let the slimy mass slowly run down her throat.
Sally snuggled up against Robert's body and waited until she could make his prick stand again. Robert laid his hand on one of Sally's tits as he closed his eyes in well-deserved rest. Without planning to, they both fell asleep.
Sally woke up in about an hour and felt restless. For some reason, she had the urge to leave Robert's apartment. She woke him and asked him to drive her home. He looked surprised and tired, but said he would drive her home if that was what she wanted. She gave him a smile and a small nod, and he got up. They dressed, and in a few minutes they were in his car and, heading for Sally's apartment.
As they neared her place, Sally spotted a boy walking down the street. All of a sudden she understood her restlessness. The boy was wearing tight jeans, and it seemed to Sally that he had a huge bulge in his pants. Her usual lust arose in her, and she hoped she wouldn't be too late.
When Robert pulled up in front of her apartment, she hopped out of the car and said a quick good night to him. She ran up her front steps and in the door. Rather than going up to her apartment, Sally waited for a.moment in the hallway until she heard Robert drive away. Then she ran out to the street and down the block. She could see the boy walking towards her. Her mind raced with the problem of what to say to him, but her cunt was drooling with the confidence that she would think of something.
