Heather's body began to tremble. She pulled her nipples and rolled the fat buds around, and spread her thighs wide, opening herself to Nicole's tender tongue.
Nicole trailed the tips of her fingers up and down the inside of Heather's firm, alabaster thighs as she began to lap the red-haired cunt with long strokes of her tongue. She stiffened her tongue and began to probe Heather's liquefied honeyhole.
"Oh, darling, your tongue feels so fucking good! Drink my juice, darling. I want to hear you slurp it up and swallow it," Heather moaned.
Nicole licked faster. Heather trembled. Then her body heaved and bucked and undulated.
Archive Note: The scrambled chapter numbers in the following text are exactly as found in the original pocketbook.
CHAPTER ONE
Heather walked briskly down the hall, wondering why the Senior Vice President had summoned her to his office. She'd briefed him the day before on the latest marketing proposal, and he gave her the green light. Maybe he changed his mind about something. Or maybe the company president didn't like the strategy.
Whatever, she always felt a little edgy when she had to enter the corporate suite. She visited it only once a month or so. She would just as soon not visit it at all. People in positions of power made her nervous.
The secretary stood when Heather entered the outer office. She wondered why. Usually, the woman was barely cordial.
"Mr. Brack is expecting you," the secretary said. "Go right in."
Heather nodded, swallowed her heart, and went into the inner sanctum. Kenneth Brack looked up and smiled.
" "Good afternoon, Heather." He came around the desk and sat in a large leather chair in front of his desk. "Have a seat." He waved to the couch facing his chair. "Would you like a cup of coffee?"
Something was different. Brack was usually cool and business-like. His friendly attitude made Heather more uncertain. "Yes, thank you," she said. "Black, no sugar."
Brack smiled. "Same way I take mine." He poured two cups of coffee from a carafe on the coffee table and set one in front of her. "You seem uptight, Heather. Do I make you nervous?"
She laughed nervously. "Yes," she said.
"I like your honesty." He leaned back in his chair and looked at her steadily. "A man I worked for years ago took his coffee so thick you could barely pour it. He said there was no such thing as strong coffee, only weak people. He liked strong people. So do I."
Heather sipped her coffee and waited. She didn't think he expected her to reply. She didn't know what to say in any case.
"I don't like the way the marketing department is being run, Heather," Brack said. "We have too many people who couldn't sell water in the desert. I'm fifty years old, Heather. I have trouble relating to some of the young people we have working for us. For the life of me, I don't know where they come up with some of their weird ideas. Time to do a little pruning and shake things up. I've had my eye on you for quite some time." He looked at her over the rim of his cup as he paused and took a sip of coffee.
Oh, shit! she thought. Here it comes. Well, it was nice while it lasted. Fortunately, I have enough saved to tide me over until I can find another job.
She set her cup down and looked at him calmly, more self-composed than she felt. "I don't know where this conversation is going, Mr. Brack. If you don't like my work, you should have said something sooner. I don't consider myself young, but it isn't true that an old dog can't learn new tricks."
"Au contraire, Heather," he said, using the French expression for on the contrary. He liked to use French whenever he could. He thought it made him sound more suave. "You're mature, but I have no doubt you can learn lots of new tricks."
"Mature, huh?" she said with a faint smile. "Is that another way of saying that I'm over the hill?"
"You're not even at the foot of the hill," he said. "Every woman should hope she...." He stopped and shook his head. "No, I won't take a chance on being charged with sexual harassment."
"Go ahead." She chuckled softly. "I think you were going to compliment me."
"Yes, I was going to compliment you. Every woman should hope she looks as good as you do at forty." He smiled. "Yes, I know your age. I was just reading your personnel file. For the third time."
"Thank you. I don't consider that sexual harassment."
"You took a double major in college. Psychology and marketing."
"Mass psychology, actually. I'm not interested in the trials and tribulations of the individual. Marketing is about how large groups behave."
"You're a good role model for women. You're efficient, gracious and very professional. I admire professionalism."
"I still don't know where this conversation is going, Mr. Brack."
"You ought to start calling me Kenneth. The other VPs do."
"The other vice presidents?" she said, not quite sure she was hearing correctly. "That implies that I'm a vice president."
"You are," he said. He held his hand across the table. "Congratulations. As of today, you're the Vice President of Marketing."
She shook his hand with a look of stunned disbelief. "Well, I certainly didn't expect this. What about the men who are senior to me?"
"Block out your entire morning tomorrow for me," Brack said. "We'll go over the personnel records and decide who you want to keep. The deadwood goes. Anyone else who doesn't want to join the parade can watch from the curb. Now, come with me and I'll show you your new office.
Can't have a vice president working in the slave quarters."
Kenneth opened a door connecting to his office and ushered Heather into her new office. She stood in the middle of the floor and turned around slowly, surveying the room.
"Very good," she said. "Better than anything I've had to date. Two windows, a fine view of the mountains, and my own private bathroom. You went all out."
"I chose the furnishings," he said. "If you don't like something, feel free to change it."
"You have good taste, Kenneth." She faced him and looked directly at him. "Did you promote me so you could get in my pants?"
He flashed her a bright smile. "Nope. You're the best person for the job. If I promoted you so I could screw you, and you did a poor job, the big man would fire me. That would make you a very expensive piece of ass. I won't pay that much for a piece of ass, no matter how good it is."
"Suppose you didn't have to pay for it?" she asked coyly. "You've been ogling me on the sly for weeks."
"Caught me, didn't you? I can't help myself. Not many women can hold a candle to you in the looks department. In fact, you look good enough to eat."
"You'd better have a big appetite," she chuckled. She stood close to him and caressed his cheek. "I've also been ogling you. I didn't want to let you know. I was afraid you would get the idea that I was trying to use my pussy to get promoted. I don't mix business with pleasure."
"Hmmm, why don't we take a break from business and christen your new office? My secretary won't let anyone come in unexpectedly."
"Cum is the right word, isn't it?" she said softly.
He put his arms around her and ran his hands over her back. "No bra, huh?"
"I never wear one."
"I didn't think so. I love the way you jiggle when you walk." He cupped her full, fine ass. "God, you turn me on! I would have promoted you a long time ago if I had known this would happen."
"No, you wouldn't," she laughed. "You're too good a businessman." She rubbed her plump pussy mound against his cock. "Is that for me?"
"As much of it as you can take, honey!"
"I want all of it. I want you to make me cum so hard that I lose my mind. You up to it?"
She incited his passion. Erotic heat radiated through her dress and permeated his body. The thick nipples capping her full tits were already erect, protruding like two little hillocks on top of majestic mountains. His cock strained against his trousers.
"See for yourself," he said softly.
She slid his zipper down and reached into his pants with her right hand. She fondled him with feathery caresses that made him tremble. Her fingers played lightly over every inch of his cock and gently massaged his balls. She pulled his prick out and looked down.
"God, now I know what a blunt instrument is," she said in awe. His cock was a little more than average in length. It was a lot thicker than average. The exceptional thing about it was the immense head. "I've never seen such a big head." She reached into his pants with her left hand and cupped his balls. "Your balls are so full. Did your wife send you off to work without any this morning?"
"Yeah," he said.
"I don't mind," she cooed. "That leaves more for me." She squeezed his cock and balls simultaneously as she sank slowly to her knees. She held his rigid, pulsating shaft in her right hand and his balls in the soft, warm palm of her left hand. Her long pink tongue slithered between her sensuous lips and curled around the head of his cock. She licked the ticklish, bloated knob all over without haste.
Kenneth stared down at the gorgeous young woman as she made love to his cock. The heat of fervent carnal hunger pervaded his entire body. The tender touch of her soft hands made his prick swell until he thought it might burst.
She slid her tongue along the underside of his lance and tickled his balls with the tip. She licked along the top of his shaft to the end and let the knob slip into her mouth. Her lips stretched wide around the head like a hairless pussy.
He sighed and trembled. No one had ever sucked his cock with such skill. He wished his wife sucked him half as well. When she sucked him at all. He undressed without interrupting her cocksucking.
Her tongue slid over her lower lip and along the underside of his prick again. He nearly lost control. She chuckled and pulled her head back. "I want your first load in my pussy," she said softly.
She stood and kissed him. Her tongue plunged down his throat. His hands roved eagerly over her voluptuous body. He bunched her dress up, baring the cheeks of her shapely ass. He cupped her naked buns and kneaded the silky flesh. His rampant rod poked her in the belly.
She backed away, stripped her dress over her head and bent over to push her panties down. He ogled her heavy tits as they swung under her chest. She went to her new desk and sat on the edge. She crooked her finger at him and said, "Heather's cardinal rule, honey. Lick before you fuck." She leaned back on her elbows and parted her legs, exposing her thick red bush and sumptuous slit.
He stared at her hot cleft and licked his lips. "It looks scrumptious!" he said huskily.
"It is," she replied. "Lick it and see for yourself."
He got on his knees and kissed the puffy pink lips that glistened through the heavy growth of curls. She put both hands in her crotch and spread her cunt open wide. He began to lick her drizzly slit from end to end. He paused at the bottom to stab his tongue into her hole and lap up her tasty nectar. He stood up, held his prick in one hand, and began to rub the formidable knob up and down her enticing gash.
Heather grabbed his cock and pushed it down. She threw her legs around his waist and wiggled her ass. Kenneth shuffled forward. She grunted as the enormous head attacked the small opening of her cunt. He slammed his prick home, boring in her to the hilt with one swift lunge. The head of his prick hit bottom and she moaned. She tightened her legs around his waist and began to hunch.
He held still, enjoying the glorious awareness of her hot cunt rippling around his prick. "Jesus, you're tight," he muttered.
CHAPTER TWO
"Surprised you, didn't I?" Heather snickered.
Kenneth leaned over, caught one turgid nipple between his teeth and nipped it.
"Don't chew them too hard," she whispered.
He began to gnaw and lick her big tit buds.
"Fuck me," she moaned, her voice husky with passion. "Slowly."
He began to fuck her with long, slow strokes. She kept her legs locked around his waist and humped her ass up and down.
"That's they way, baby ... fuck me slowly ... use the full length of your cock ... yeah, like that ... let me feel all of it ... fuck...."
Her eyes widened and her mouth popped open. She jammed her fist in her mouth to muffle her screams. Her ass began to heave up and down and twist in circles. He continued the slow motion fucking and licked her nipples. She came down from the peak, but her passion remained high.
"Mmmmmm, the head of your cock is rubbing my G spot. Not many men can do that. Fuck me some more. I want to cum again."
"You'd better get it fast," he rasped. "Can't hold back much longer."
"Then get it, baby," she groaned. "I'll cum with you. Give me your cum. Fill me full! I love to feel hot cum squirting in me."
He straightened up and began to fuck faster. His prick exploded and cum began to spew into the depths of her sucking sex sheath. She began to thrash and writhe. He covered her mouth with his to keep her from screaming, and plunged his tongue down her throat. She sucked his tongue hard as she came. He fucked her fiercely until his balls ran dry and her orgasm subsided.
"Your cock still has some starch in it," she whispered. "Let me suck it."
"I'd better sit down," he muttered. "Been a long time since my knees got so weak from fucking."
She slid off the desk and went to him, holding her legs close together to keep his cum from dribbling on the carpet. She knelt between his legs and lifted his sticky prick with one hand. "Hmmm, nothing quite as tasty as a cock fresh out of a juicy pussy."
She held his cock with her hand just below the glans. She began to lick just the bare knob. She licked it up and down, curled her tongue all the way around it, twisting her head to cover every inch. Then she held the head with her fingers and licked the shaft from top to bottom and all the way around.
"Interesting," he mused. "You said that nothing is quite as tasty as a cock fresh out of a juicy pussy. Which means you like the taste of your pussy. Do you like the taste of other pussies?"
"You don't expect me to tell you all of my secrets the first time, do you? Do you like what I'm doing?"
"Yeah," he muttered. "Feels pretty damn good."
His cock began to gain size and strength. She slid her hand loosely up and down the shaft as she licked the head. She held his prick erect with her left hand. She made a ring with the thumb and forefinger of her right hand and slipped the ring over his bare knob. She twisted her hand with an exaggerated movement while sliding it up and down on just his cockhead. She glanced at him covertly from the corner of her eye to confirm his pleasure.
"You were blessed with a splendid cock," she whispered. "I can feel your pulse in it. Hard to believe it gets so hard from just filling with blood."
His ass began to hump gently, shoving his prick into her hand. He moaned. Her delicate fingers around the sensitive head of his cock nearly drove him to distraction. She alternated between tightening and loosening the ring of her fingers as she stimulated the head of his cock. Passion radiated from the head of his cock and flooded his entire body. He wondered if she was going to jack him off. He couldn't remember the last time a woman gave him a hand job.
She wrapped her whole hand around his cockhead and made a loose fist. Her left hand slid down to cup his balls. She rolled the delicate spheres gently. She knew she held the most sensitive part of his body. If she wished, she could reduce him to a babbling idiot simply by squeezing hard. For a few moments, she rotated and pumped her hand on just the bare knob.
"God, that feels good!" he groaned.
"Thought you might like it," she whispered.
"I love it!" he exclaimed, half under his breath as rapture threatened to take away his voice.
"Want me to jack you off or blow you?" she asked quietly, staring at his stiff rod.
"Whichever you want. You seem to have everything well in hand."
"What I have in hand is one great hunk of meat," she said with a giggle. "It fits my pussy perfectly and feels just fabulous in my hand."
She stuck out the middle finger of her left hand and tickled the nerve bundle between his balls and his asshole. Her right hand began moving faster, going up and down the full length. She leaned over and began licking his cock. His body convulsed as if thousands of volts of electricity were shooting through him. Her hands played lightly over his cock and balls, feathery touches that made him tremble.
"Big beautiful cock," she crooned, her voice soft and soothing. "Your balls are so full again. You need to cum badly, don't you?"
"Yeah," he wheezed, looking down at the lovely redhead, surrendering to her.
Her pink tongue slid slowly between her lush lips, so long it reminded him of a giraffe. He knew that wasn't a flattering metaphor, but couldn't think of a better one at the moment. The tip of her tongue swiped across the head of his prick and he shuddered. She cupped his balls in her left hand, letting the hard, sensitive orb rest in her soft, warm palm. She closed her right hand around his stiff, pulsing shaft. Her tongue curled around the head of his cock, hot and wet on the nerve-filled knob.
He watched the foxy woman make love to his prick. The heat of sexual passion permeated to the very core of his being. Even the marrow in his bones tingled. She slid her tongue along the underside of his tool, from the head to the base and back up again. She opened her mouth wide with her tongue fully extended. Her head looked like it was moving in slow motion as she went down. He arched his hips and shoved his cock at her mouth.
She chuckled and let his prick slide slowly over her soft, voluptuous lips into her mouth. The tip of her extended tongue touched the base of his cock. Holding his prick between her upper lip and tongue, she wiggled the tip of her tongue. He sighed deeply and quaked all over. No one had ever loved his cock with such consummate skill.
She drew her tongue back leisurely, provocatively, sliding it along the bottom of his shaft. Once again, it curled around the head of his prick, washing it tenderly, coating it with warm saliva. She held his love wand in her mouth and loved it without applying any suction.
He groaned loudly. She chuckled again. The vibrations from her vocal cords lashed his cockhead. He groaned again, louder. She lifted her head and looked up at him with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes.
"You like to get your cock sucked, don't you?" Her tongue flashed out and laved the tip of his organ.
"God, yes!"
"I'm an excellent cocksucker," she whispered.
Her tongue made another swipe at his prick, traveling from the base to the head along the underside. She gripped his cock tightly with her hand just below the knob. Her lively tongue flashed over the bare head and curled all the way around it. His cock got so hard, it almost hurt. The head swelled bigger than he could remember. He wished she would hurry and take it into her mouth.
She began to move her hand up and down as she licked. She gripped the knob loosely in her fist and spent several long, agonizing minutes licking the shaft. She gripped the shaft just behind the head again and dribbled saliva on the naked knob. She started to stroke, slipping her hand up around the head, then going all the way to the base.
"Playing with your cock is fun," she said softly. "Am I making it feel good?"
"Fuck, yes!" he exclaimed. "You're very good. Your hands are so soft and your mouth is fantastic."
She felt no urgency to let him cum. She was determined to give him as much pleasure as she knew how. "Thank you," she said, smiling. She closed her left fist around the bare cockhead. She squeezed gently while jacking him with her right hand. "Does that feel good?"
"Goddamn, woman!" he yelped.
"Then you should really like this." She replaced her left hand with her mouth.
He gasped with delight as her hot mouth covered his cockhead, her lips closing tightly around the shaft just below the knob. "God!" he croaked.
She lifted her head and grinned at him. "Hang on, baby," she cooed. "I've only just begun to make your cock feel good."
She engulfed his prick. Slowly, very deliberately, her head moved down. More and more of his cock disappeared into her mouth. He felt the radical difference when the head passed into her throat. She swallowed nearly all of his joy stick, then paused for a moment, holding his cockhead just in her throat. She tightened the muscles in her throat, applying exquisite pressure on the knob.
He thought she was going to pull the end of his prick off and swallow it! The anticipation was only slightly less excruciating than the pressure of the knot of cum building in his groin. She stopped sucking. She began to stroke his cock, moving her hand on the little bit of shaft outside of her mouth. She held the head in her throat and gripped his shaft tightly. She used short strokes, twisting her hand around and around.
His body began to vibrate like the large string on a bass fiddle. His ass twisted and bucked. He gnashed his teeth. With supreme effort, he kept his eyes open so he could watch the astonishing woman fuck her phenomenal mouth with his cock. Suddenly, cool air hit his cock. She sat back and watched his prick jerk and twitch.
"Heather?" he mumbled, his mind in chaos.
"I just wanted to look at your cock and let you calm down for a moment," she said with a sexy chuckle. "Don't you want the pleasure to last a long time? Don't you want to cum in my mouth?"
"Yeah," he mumbled.
She wrapped her hand around the shaft again. She took a couple inches of cock back into her mouth and held her head still. Her mouth and hand worked in perfect harmony. Her mouth became a powerful vacuum pump as her hand slid up and down the shaft in a blur, tightening ever so slowly.
His cock erupted with a turbulence that warped his mind even further. Awe registered fleetingly on his face, replaced at once by an expression of sheer ecstasy. His body stiffened, lifting his ass off the couch.
She held her head steady, letting the head of his cock slide into her throat again as his ass jerked upward. She tightened her grip on his throbbing tool and began to stroke faster, jacking him off rapidly. Her left hand shot between his legs to finger his balls. She pulled on them gently and rolled them around with her fingers.
He bellowed with pleasure. His hot juice poured down her throat in dense gobs. His body strained and flexed and writhed and lurched and his cock squirted profusely. The nerve-wracking rapture reduced his body to the consistency of rubber. He wheezed and panted, fighting for breath.
"No more!" he rasped. "You got it all."
She lifted her head and licked the head of his cock. She cleared her throat a couple of times and swallowed hard to purge the clot of cum from her throat. "Not quite all," she said softly.
She grasped the base of his cock with her thumb and forefinger. She squeezed hard as her hand moved up, milking his cock. One large pearly drop of cum oozed out and stood on the tip of his prick. Her tongue scooped it up.
"Now I've got it all." She smacked her lips loudly and smiled. "I huffed and I puffed and I blew the man down!"
"God, baby, that was wonderful!"
She stood and planted a sloppy kiss on his mouth. Her tongue shot down his throat and played around for a moment. She lifted her head and said, "Don't go away, honey. I'll be right back."
"I'm not going anywhere," he grunted. "I can't even walk."
"Bully for me," she quipped.
CHAPTER THREE
Heather went into the small bathroom off her new office and washed her pussy. She came back and sat on the couch by Kenneth.
"Now, you lick me," she said. "I love to cum on a tongue."
"I think you just like to cum," he teased.
"Of course." She leaned back and scooted her ass forward to put her crotch at the front edge of the cushion.
His mouth was watering for a taste of her pussy. He pushed her down on the couch and stretched out by her. His hands began wandering over her mature body, caressing her, feeling her. He raised himself on one elbow and kissed her. Her lips were supple and sensuous, soft and yielding, yet very demanding. He liked to kiss her. Hot blood coursed through his body. His pulse pounded.
He rolled to the floor and pulled her ass around. He got on his knees between her superb legs and kissed her on the mouth. His tongue flashed into her mouth. Her tongue met his with equal zest. He licked her chin and neck. His lips hovered over her nipples like a butterfly, barely touching the bloated buds of flesh. His tongue fluttered lightly on the very tip of each point.
She shivered with delight. "Lick my tits and play with my pussy," she mumbled. Sparks of carnal pleasure ripped through her. Her tits swelled even more. Her hard nipples felt as if they might burst.
He surrounded one areola with his lips and tickled the hard morsel with the tip of his tongue. She squirmed, put her hands behind his head and pressed his face to her tit. He alternated gently nipping and licking her fat nipples, then began to nurse one eagerly. His hand wandered down her flat, smooth belly and into the thick bush covering her prominent pubic mound. Her red fleece rivaled silk for smoothness.
She moaned softly as his finger parted the meaty folds of flesh at the top of her slit. He switched to her other nipple and rolled her large clit under his finger. Her hips churned and humped. He dragged his tongue and lips down her body to her belly button. His pointed tongue darted in and out of the small cavity. She moaned louder and tiny shivers coursed through her. He went lower on her elegant body, leaving a trail of wetness across her belly. He paused at the top fringe of her abundant red hair and rubbed his nose back and forth through the soft curls.
"Lick my cunt!" she wailed, pushing down on the top of his head.
He ignored her urgent plea and leaned back. He parted the fleshy lips of her savory snatch and gazed lustfully at the sumptuous sight. "Your pussy is so pretty," he said softly. "I love the way your inner lips stick out. And your clit is so big."
"Lick it!" she begged desperately. His deliberate dawdling was driving her over the edge. The stupendous ache in her pussy made her head swim. She had to cum soon or she would go crazy! "Don't tease me this way! Lick my cunt!"
He thoroughly enjoyed teasing her. The greater her need when he finally brought her off, the harder she would cum. His tongue began to dance over her hard clit, scarcely touching it.
"Ohhhhh, fuck!" she whimpered. She dug in the heels of her sexy sandals and levered her ass off the couch. She grabbed his head with both hands and buried his mouth in her succulent quim.
His tongue flew out and slithered up and down her saturated slit.
"Ooohhh, yessssss!" she moaned. "Lick my clit!" Her head rolled from side to side on the back of the couch. Her ass humped and twisted. "Get me off!"
His lips cupped her swollen love stud. His rapidly moving tongue flicked avidly, with just the right pressure. Her moans grew louder as the flames of frenzy licked at the borders of her brain.
His licking was pure torture, but torture of the most exquisite kind.
"Oh, yessssss!" she bawled softly.
Her hips settled into a rhythmic rocking. She lifted her hands and grabbed her tits. She began to twist and roll her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers until they pulsed in delicious torment. The pleasant ache in her tits and the electric shocks from his tongue on her clit swamped her with ecstasy. She barreled toward orgasm. The cheeks of her ass lifted higher off the couch with each energetic lunge.
He cut his eyes up, looked over her rippling belly at her busy fingers working her taut areolae. He increased the gusto of his licking. Driving his tongue way into her hot honey hole, he lapped up her intoxicating joy juice. Her pussy literally flowed, indicating that her sex thermostat had hit the top of the scale.
Her ass lunged up and down and gyrated turbulently. He had trouble keeping his mouth on her sultry snatch. Her orgasm started, so intense it drew her vocal cords tight. She stuffed her fist in her mouth to cut off her frantic scream. Her climax built to a crescendo. He stayed between her legs and continued to lick her pussy tenderly.
"God, you've got a wicked tongue," she whispered hoarsely.
He stood, and she became terribly excited when she looked at his crotch. His prick was standing straight up, looking very erotic. She put her hand around the shaft and began to jerk it.
"Put your beautiful cock in my cunt!" she said, her voice hoarse with excitement. "Shove it up my cunt and fuck my brains out!"
She flopped onto her back and spread her legs wide. She held out her arms to him, silently imploring him to climb into her saddle and take a long ride. He got on the couch and knelt between her splayed thighs. He leaned down and licked her hot slit. Then he straightened up, aimed his cock at her tight little honey hole, and eased the head in.
She yanked on his hips and made him sink the long, thick shaft of his fat dick into her depths. He seated it fully in her channel and paused for a moment. He grabbed a small pillow and stuffed it under her ass.
"Now I can really fuck you!" he grunted.
"Yes!" she cried. "Fuck me like a real bitch!"
She put her hands behind her shapely thighs and pulled her knees back until they touched her nipples. Her cunt tipped high for jousting with his cock. The road to her goodies was wide open, inviting him to ramble along the slick path as he pleased.
"Spread your legs so I can suck your tits," he said. "I love to suck big tits."
"Yes! Oh, yes!" she moaned. She spread her knees and her beautiful big tits stuck up, ready for his mouth. "Suck the damn things off! I don't care!
I'm so fucking hot!"
He shook with lust. Flames of erotic fervor permeated his entire body. He leaned forward and caught a big fat nipple in his lips. He shoved his hips forward, pushing his cock into her expanded sheath. He pounded her titillating twat until he hit bottom.
"Oooooo, God!" she hissed. "Fuck me! Fuck me hard!" Her nipple rose in his mouth, becoming thicker and harder.
"You're a great fuck, baby," he said hoarsely. "A fabulous cunt!"
"I'm all cunt! Fuck it hard! I love your cock! I love to fuck! Make me cum!"
"I'm going to make you cum so much you won't be able to walk!" he growled.
"Don't make promises!" she wailed. "Do it!"
He caught on quickly how she wanted him to fuck her. He began to pump his prick in and out, pausing on the back stroke, teasing her, then shoving back in as hard as he could. He raised his upper body so he could watch the his prick slide in and out of her hot cunt. Watching his prick plow her fertile furrow made his mind turn cartwheels.
She climbed rapidly toward her orgasm. The head of his cock scraping her G spot felt wonderful. His shaft was so big and hard, stretching her cunt almost as far as it would go. Her moans and shivers and body movements became more dramatic. Her tight twat ate the hefty prick, drawing the full length into her sheath.
He fucked her harder, giving her deep thrusts, rocking her body with the force. She released her thighs and locked them around his neck, her legs folded over, her ankles locked.
"Give me a good cum, baby!" she panted.
He rode high in the saddle and rubbed the upper side of his prick over her love button. He felt her cunt cling to his cock, pulling at it, holding it tight. The swift, hot shaking of her ass, the juicy slap of her cunt, were clear signals that she was going to have one hell of an orgasm!
Her labored panting turned into a deep moan of wild delight. Her cunt tightened and vibrated in concert with her body. The plunging prick jangled her nerves. One or two more good, deep thrusts and her sex gun would fire.
"I'm going to cum!" she panted. "Fuck me! Fuck me good!" Her voice wavered as her climax came on strong.
He felt his own orgasm stirring deep in his belly. He clenched his teeth and held it back. His muscles strained as he slammed his cock up her channel with all of his might, fulfilling his promise to fuck her hard. He held onto her thighs and continued to pound away at her cunt, fucking her through her orgasm.
She bucked and jerked and twisted, aware only of the splendid sensations washing over her body. Fucking her boss in her new office made her feel so wanton! She loved to feel, and be, wanton.
She continued to cum and he continued to fuck. Her next orgasm rolled over her, pushing her back to the glorious heights. Before she came down from that one, the next one began. One after another, the orgasms ripped through her.
He blew a load of cum into her that jolted her into a harder orgasm. He didn't even slow down. He came and fucked and grunted, determined not to quit until she cried uncle.
Finally, she did. She reached the point where she couldn't cum any more. He had truly given her a superb fucking, wringing all of the energy from her.
"Is that enough?" Kenneth growled.
"Yes," Heather said faintly. "For now." She giggled girlishly.
He sat down and looked at her dripping pussy. "I haven't cum three times in a row in years," he panted. "I'll have to start working out if I'm going to keep this up."
She felt her pussy and sighed. "Lots of gyms listed in the Yellow Pages," she said. "I'd better get rid of your cum before I stain my new couch." She jumped up and hurried into the bathroom with her hand over her cunt to keep his cum from leaking out.
He was still sprawled on the couch when she came back. She flashed him a big smile and began to dress.
"I'm glad you don't wear pantyhose," he said.
"Real women don't," she replied. "They wear a garter belt and hose, or thighs-highs, like these."
"I like garter belts. They make a woman look so sexy."
"Romantic men think so."
"You know a lot about men, don't you?"
"Yes," she said. "I have something they want, and they have something I want. If we both do our best to deliver, everyone is happy."
"Now I see why you're successful in marketing," he laughed. "Is this a one-shot deal?"
"No. I like the way you fuck. In the future, we'll meet at a hotel once or twice a week. We'll have a nice lunch and a couple of hours of fun. Offices aren't safe. Besides, offices are for business, and I don't like to mix business and pleasure. You can bring your wife along occasionally if you wish."
"You don't know my wife," he snorted. "She would never go for a threesome."
"Don't play mind games with yourself, Kenneth. She could be fucking the whole neighborhood, singly or in twos and threes. You wouldn't know unless she wanted you to."
"I would know," he said firmly.
"Oh? Are you going to tell her that you fucked me today, and intend to keep doing it?"
"No, of course not."
"Do you think you're smarter than she is? That you can keep secrets from her, but she can't keep secrets from you?"
"You can be brutal, can't you?"
"No, just realistic, Kenneth. I play with myself, but I don't play mind games with myself. That's one of the reasons I'm successful in the business world."
"The company president is going to retire next year. He's grooming me to take his place. Are you interested in being the next senior vice president? You can make me look awfully good."
"I can make you feel awfully good, too," she laughed. "You know I'm interested. But only if I do a good job in the meantime."
"I know," he said. "You won't use sex to get ahead. I like you, lady. We're going to make a damn good team."
CHAPTER FOUR
"Honey, I'm home," Heather called.
Nicole appeared as if by magic, bringing two martinis on a small silver tray. The glasses were oversize and frosted with rime. She turned sideways, kissed Heather on the mouth, then held out the tray. "How was your day?" she asked.
"Wonderful, darling! You're looking at the new Vice President for Marketing."
"Hey, that's super!" Nicole said. She set down the tray, took her glass and held it up. "Congratulations. I'm so happy for you."
Heather clinked her glass against Nicole's. "Thank you, darting. I started the day thinking half of the people I have to deal with are brain damaged. Then Kenneth Brack, the Senior Vice President called me into his office this afternoon and gave me the good news." She took a sip of her drink and shivered slightly from the iciness of the drink and the potent liquor hitting her stomach. "That really hits the spot." She sighed and smacked her lips. "You make good martinis."
"Cold as a glacier and dry as the dessert, just the way you taught me."
"I could do with a good massage, dear. I'll take a quick shower and meet you in the exercise room."
Nicole grinned and winked. "You're on. I took a shower just before you got home. You can tell me all about your day while I work out the kinks in your muscles."
"And add a few kinks to my life," Heather laughed.
Nicole was standing by the massage table, nude, when Heather came into the room.
"God, I get so horny every time I see you naked. My little nut-brown pixie. Your Cajun blood really shows when you're nude."
Nicole posed with her feet slightly apart, hipshot, her head tilted to give her the appearance of a coquette. She unconsciously fluffed up the forest of black hair between her thighs.
Heather let her eyes run up and down the young woman's body. She had a pixie face, a sensual mouth with full pouty lips, luscious, sharply pointed tits, a womanly swell to her hips, and shapely thighs. Her nipples were fat buds, much darker than the smooth brown skin of her tits.
"When you look at me that way, I get all mushy inside and my pussy starts flowing like a river," Nicole said.
Heather chuckled deep in her throat, a sexy sound that sent shivers of excitement up and down Nicole's spine.
"Darling, your pussy flows like a river all the time."
"Uh huh, but it's worse when you drink me with your eyes."
"I'll drink you with my mouth later. How about sucking me off before we do the massage?"
"Love to! You know I'm hooked on your pussy."
Heather climbed onto the massage table and lay on her back. She pulled her feet up to the cheeks of her ass and let her knees fall apart. Nicole put her hands under her heavy ass and pulled it closer to the end of the table. She caressed the inside of her thighs, her touch as light as a feather.
Her nut-brown hands made a sharp contrast on Heather's pale white skin. The difference in their coloring always pleased her. Her blood raced through her veins a little faster as she stared into Heather's open crotch. Her auburn bush curled and twined in erotic patterns over her cunt.
"I'm glad you don't tan your hide," Nicole said.
"I don't tan, dear, I burn. The curse of redheads."
Nicole ran the tip of her index finger along Heather's slit, barely touching the puffy pink lips. "You're a tease," Heather moaned. "And you like it," Nicole replied. "Yes, I do. I like everything you do to me."
Nicole put one hand on each side of Heather's pussy. She lowered her head slowly, stuck out her slender pink tongue, and flicked the tip along Heather's slit, again barely touching the puffy pink lips.
Heather's hips twitched and the lips of her pussy got thicker and began to open. Nicole gurgled with glee and licked a little harder. Her tongue went between the thick, protruding lips. Starting at the bottom of the slit, she dragged her tongue upward with deliberate slowness. Heather squirmed and sighed deeply.
Nicole ran her tongue up and down Heather's hairy gash, increasing the pressure as the lips of the redhead's pussy opened wider. Up and down her tongue went, very slowly, gradually exerting more pressure. Heather's ass began to wiggle gently up and down.
Heather put one hand on Nicole's black hair and stroked it, tenderly smoothing it back, not exerting any pressure. Nicole would take her time, bringing her up gradually before she got serious about sucking her cunt. She never knew if the girl was going to attack her cunt voraciously and immediately, or treat it like a delicate piece of antique china that would break from the least bit of rough handling. She liked that. She liked the surprise.
Nicole separated the lips of Heather's cunt with her tongue and tenderly sucked one into her mouth. She lifted her head and pulled the blood gorged lip out, then released it with a soft plop. She licked the full length of the red-haired gash, then took the other lip in her mouth.
"Mmmmmm," Heather murmured. "I like that."
"You like anything that's done to your pussy," Nicole teased.
"Yeah, but you do it better than anybody else."
"Better even than a man?"
"Oh, God, yes! Much better. A man who can suck pussy as well as you do isn't safe from women."
Nicole hummed deep in her throat. Heather's compliment pleased her. She loved to lick pussy, and tried to do it better each time.
"How long are you going to make me wait for a cum?" Heather whispered.
"Oh, you have to wait and see. Am I making you feel good?"
"You know you are. You always do."
"I like to please you, darling." Nicole stiffened her tongue and stuck it up the redhead's cunt. She began to thrust it in and out, tongue-fucking her with deliberate slowness.
Heather's ass began to bounce up and down a little faster. She thought Nicole was going to give her a ride to heaven immediately. Instead, Nicole dragged the tip of her tongue up the red-furred crack and tickled her clitoris.
"Your man-in-the-boat is peeking out at me," Nicole said softly. "It's so big and lovely."
"And so sensitive!" Heather hissed.
"As if I didn't know!" Nicole tickled the love button gently with the tip of her tongue. Heather's hips jerked and she giggled. Giving her lover such pleasure made her feel exceedingly good. "Are you ready?" she mumbled.
"God, I've been ready ever since you started on my pussy!"
"Tell me how it feels when you cum, darling," Nicole urged.
This was a little game with them, a game they often played as they pleasured each other.
"Like my pussy melts. Like my brain shatters into a thousand points of bright light and the bad, tense feeling just evaporates."
Nicole uttered a deep, satisfied sound and kissed Heather's thigh. "I feel so good when you talk to me this way, darling. I feel so very special to you." She touched the tip of her tongue to the redhead's clit again. "And that makes you feel good, doesn't it?"
"You know it does!" Spasms raced through Heather's body. "You are very special to me, darling. I love you."
"And I love you, darling. So very much. You are the light of my life."
"Oh, darling, it's fantastic ... really great when you lick my clit," Heather wheezed. "You're really beautiful, darling. My dear, beautiful little brown Cajun maiden. You are so very special to me."
"Your pussy feels so good against my lips. You taste so good ... so delicious ... like nectar of the gods."
"That's ... oooooooo! ... ambrosia, darling, not nectar."
"Ambrosia, nectar, whatever. I love to drink from your pussy."
Nicole licked the inside of Heather's thighs, then licked her erect love button. The tender touch on the core of her sensations made Heather jerk and moan deeply. Nicole pressed a little harder and began to stroke with a slow, firm tongue motion.
Heather's body began to tremble. She put her hands on her own tits. She pulled her nipples way out, to their full length, then pressed them back down with the tips of her fingers. She rolled the fat buds around, then pulled them out again. She spread her thighs wide, opening herself to Nicole's tender tongue.
Nicole trailed the tips of her fingers up and down the inside of Heather's firm, alabaster thighs as she began to lap the red-haired cunt with long strokes of her tongue. The familiar, delectable taste of the redhead's succulent sex flesh filled her mouth. She stiffened her tongue and began to probe Heather's liquefied honey hole.
Heather shuddered as the tongue tip penetrated her hot, slick tunnel. She put one hand behind Nicole's head and applied slight pressure. The gesture was an indication that she liked what Nicole was doing, not an insistence that she do it with more force. Nicole's tongue began to go in and out of her wet hole a little faster and she gasped.
"Oh, darling, your tongue feels so fucking good!" Heather moaned. "Going to cum soon, dear. Going to fill your mouth with my juice. Drink it, darling. I want to hear you slurp it up and swallow it."
Nicole pushed Heather's thighs back, rolling her ass off the table and spreading the firm, well rounded cheeks. She slid her tongue down to Heather's ass. Heather uttered a choked, gurgling sound as Nicole's wiggling tongue flicked around her asshole. A burning, tingling sensation spread fire throughout her body.
Nicole's tongue wiggled and pressed. Heather sighed deeply and relaxed. Nicole stiffened her tongue and pressed harder. The tip of her stiff tongue penetrated the tight little hole.
Both of Heather's hands flew back to her tits. She began to maul the big mounds. Her mouth popped wide open and she let loose a loud caterwauling sound of pure ecstasy. Torrents of salacious sensations raced up and down her body, curling her toes and tingling her scalp.
Nicole suddenly lifted her head and opened her mouth wide. She covered Heather's weeping, red-haired cunt and began to suck. Heather's body began to undulate rapidly. Her firm, lush ass banged into the table with solid thunks. She felt an intense stab of sensation in the midst of the heated glow of joy when Nicole's tongue found her clit and began to flick over it.
"Oh, fuuuuuuck!" she wailed.
She clenched her teeth so hard the muscles in her jaw quivered. Her head rolled rapidly from side to side. She pulled and pinched her nipples so fiercely they burned. She tried to open her thighs wider, but the feeling was too intense. The muscles in her legs didn't seem to be working properly.
"Aaaahhhhh, Nicole!" she hissed. "Darling! Oh, goddamn, it's so fucking good!"
Nicole wrapped her arms around Heather's thighs and pulled them to her head. She liked to feel the smooth flesh against her cheeks. She immersed herself in the succulent wetness of the redhead's cunt and licked her clit rapidly.
Heather began to tremble harder. Nicole began to lick faster. She gradually decreased the pressure and increased the speed of her tongue over the bloated joy buzzer. The tremors passing through Heather's body became more intense. The sensations flowing from her clit increased even more rapidly, building up momentum as they accumulated. She sank into a numb haze of pleasure.
"Oh! Lick meee! Oh! Make me cummmmmm!
Ohhhhhhhhh!"
Heather began to babble incoherently. Nicole licked her clitoris faster. The erect love spike wiggled around like a wild thing under her tongue. Heather's body heaved and bucked and undulated. Her legs locked around Nicole's head and jerked down, pulling the young woman's face into the cavern of her crotch. Her screaming wails rose in intensity. Her body went out of control.
She peaked and started slipping off the high plateau of satisfaction. Her legs loosened enough for Nicole to lift her head. She sucked in a deep breath, like a diver who has been under water too long. She hugged Heather's thighs, continued to flick her tongue, and drove the redhead into another orgasm.
Heather began to writhe and jerk spastically with ecstasy as Nicole continued to assault her supersensitive buzzer. The room seemed to whirl like a merry-go-round. Hard spasms raced through her, wringing her, jangling her nerves, then she was wracked by another orgasm. Nicole's tongue continued to caress her clit. She stroked slowly, caressing the hard nubbin tenderly, spreading a sensation of glowing bliss through the redhead.
Heather sighed deeply and patted Nicole's head. "Dear, sweet, darling, you are some kind of pussy lapper."
Nicole lifted her head and grinned. "You're a good teacher."
"And you're a fast learner. It doesn't seem possible that you've been with me only two months."
"Two months and four days," Nicole corrected. She twisted Heather's legs and turned her onto her stomach. She began her massage, starting at Heather's feet. "The short time I've been with you doesn't surprise me. What I didn't know when I came here does. I'm so glad I answered your ad for a part-time housekeeper."
"So am I, darling. You filled a critical void in my life."
"Tell me about your promotion," Nicole said. "Do you get a new office?"
"I certainly do. A big, roomy place with a lovely view of the mountains and my own private bathroom. I move in tomorrow. I would have moved in today, but I spent the afternoon bouncing my ass on my new couch."
"Not by yourself, I hope!" Nicole laughed.
"Oh, no! With Kenneth. Oh, darling, he has the most marvelous cock. The shaft isn't exceptional, but the head is extraordinary." Heather held up her thumb and forefinger to indicate the size. "About this big around."
"Really?" Nicole said. "I've never seen a cock with a head that big. Of course, I haven't seen nearly as many cocks as you have."
"Smart mouth," Heather giggled. "I've never seen such a big head, either. That thing rubbed my G spot every time he moved. Talk about pure rapture."
"You make me jealous. I would love to feel one like that in me."
"You just might get your chance. We're going to meet at a hotel a couple of times a week for lunch and a little fun. If you class schedule permits, you can join us once a week."
"God, for a chance to ride a cock like that, I'll change my schedule!" Nicole exclaimed.
"How are you doing in college, by the way? Don't think I've asked lately."
"It's been all of two days!" Nicole said with a hearty laugh. "You're like a mother, you know. Always checking up on me. Wanting to know if I'm keeping up with my school work and getting good grades."
"Well, are you? And I'm old enough to be your mother."
"Yeah, I guess you are. I keep forgetting. You don't look your age. I'm doing just fine. You saw my grades last semester. This semester won't end for another week. I'll bring home my grade sheet, as a dutiful daughter should." She giggled and slapped Heather playfully on the ass.
Nicole poured oil on Heather's ass and began to knead the cheeks. Her finger skittered across Heather's asshole, then returned to play around the tiny opening.
Heather sucked in her breath sharply. "Oh, God, that really turns me on," she muttered.
"I want you really turned on," Nicole said. "My friends are coming over tonight."
"Damn, I forgot," Heather said. "How many did you invite?"
"Four," Nicole replied. "All healthy young studs with nice cocks, eager to please."
"Then you'd better not make me cum," Heather said. "You'll wear me out before the party starts."
"I thought you like to cum."
"Oh, I do, dear, but Kenneth fucked me nearly senseless this afternoon, and you finished the job with your marvelous tongue."
"They won't be here for hours yet. You have plenty of time to rest." Nicole stuck her slender finger up Heather's ass and began to pump it in and out slowly, simulating a cock.
"Ooohhhh, wow, girl!" Heather breathed.
"Changed your mind, didn't you?" Nicole laughed. "Your ass is going up and down like a yo-yo."
"Smart-mouthed little imp," Heather whispered. "You know me too well."
Nicole withdrew her finger. "I do know how to make you cum, don't I? Turn over so I can do your front."
Nicole wiped her hands thoroughly, then coated them with oil. Heather settled on her back and began to massage her again.
CHAPTER FIVE
"Your tits are so big and firm," Nicole muttered as she kneaded the heavy globes. "I wish I wore a 38D bra."
"You wear a 34C. Your tits are plenty big enough to hold a cock, and that's big enough. You're built like Hyapatia Lee. She's one of my favorite porn actresses. I love the way her tits look when she's on her hands and knees, getting fucked from behind. Don't wish for your tits to be any bigger. When you get to be my age, Isaac Newton's Law of Gravity gets to you, and they begin to sag."
"Your age, hah! You don't look a day over thirty. And your tits don't sag at all."
"Because I work at it, darling. Forty is no spring chicken, you know. With your build, you won't be a slave to exercise when you're forty. You'll still be slinky and driving men and women wild."
"You don't do such a bad job of driving them wild." Nicole leaned over and licked Heather's nipples, bringing them to full erection. "Hmmmmmm," she murmured.
"Ooohhh, no, honey!" Heather whimpered as Nicole's hand slid into her furry crotch and began to squeeze her plump mound gently.
"I have to massage your body, don't I?" Nicole said innocently. "Your pussy is part of your body, isn't it?"
"Yes, but my God, darling, you'll wear me out!" Heather protested.
"Bullshit! You can fuck longer than I can now. I'm just trying to even up the odds. I don't want you hogging three of the guys tonight." Nicole giggled, a delightful, tinkling sound that went straight to Heather's core. "I have enough trouble getting attention when you're in the room."
"You keep that up, and I won't be able to handle even one," Heather said with a deep sigh. She blinked her baby blue eyes rapidly as Nicole's finger began to tease the lips of her cunt. Her legs parted involuntarily. She couldn't resist the girl's advances, no matter how hard she tried. She never tried very hard. Finding Nicole was one of the best things that ever happened to her. "Oh, what the hell," she whispered, then sighed. "Have it your way."
"That's right," Nicole replied sweetly. "Open your pretty legs and let me get to your sweet pussy."
"Are you going to suck me off again?"
Her legs quivered as he maintained his spiraling impact, adding a gliding stride between twists to further stimulate her ass, and his passion.
But the increasing yearning in his prick pulled his face out of her crack. His cock needed urgent attention. He denied himself a little longer, kissing and licking all around her fleshy bottom. He was mad for her ass and couldn't get enough of her tasty flesh, drooling all over her smooth, white skin.
While his face bathed itself in the glorious crack of her ass, his hands glided up and down her thighs, driving up to play with her pussy. His fingers played in her curly hairs before diving into her slit. Her cunt was hot and moist, juiced and ready for his steely rod. He pawed at her pussy, feeling all around her soft folds, opening and closing her gash, lightly fingering her elastic hole.
"Sorry, honey," Crystal said, her hand reaching back to remove his fingers from her snatch. "Got a date tonight, and I don't want my pussy smellin' like another man's cum. Stick to my ass, baby."
His hands returned to her butt, his face lifting away from her crack. He had tongued her enough to get her sufficiently lubed, and it was now time to let his cock make rapturous acquaintance with her hole. He straightened up, raising his drooling knob closer to the object of his lust.
But before diving inside her, he sent his index finger twisting up her tunnel to test the course. He slipped right in, her channel slick and receptive. A couple of thrusts and his finger popped out. She was ready. He was ready. His hands dug into her cheeks, holding them out of the way for his approaching dick.
Her ass lowered to give him a straight shot at her body, then stopped, holding itself motionless for his imminent entrance. Frank had to release one cheek to grab his cock, to square up his thumping shaft.
He pushed forward, touching his knob to her hole. A chill chased down his length and wobbled his balls. He forged ahead. His sloping cockhead eased into her ass and kept climbing. Her anal ring stretched around his girth, helping to draw him inside. He sighed as he reached further and further up her tunnel, feeling her hot interior clasp around his swollen muscle. He steadily advanced up her body, taking his time, basking in the ecstasy of her hugging asshole.
He gave every bit of his cock to her accepting butt and became overjoyed at the pressure gripping his base, at the wonderful feel on the top of his scrotum as it brushed her cunt. He couldn't wait to set his balls in motion, slapping them against her pussy as he fucked her ass.
He backed up. Then his hips raced forward, driving his pole speedily up her slippery channel. His nuts slapped her cunt, and there was no stopping.
His hands locked onto her hips as he hammered her ass with his solid rod. He was so turned on that he slammed into her with the force he usually reserved for the moments just before ejaculation. But he couldn't wait for that. He wanted to release his load, needed to relieve the burning itch that claimed his cock.
He lodged himself deeply inside her asshole, stopping his thrusts for a minute, grinding his groin against her cheeks to work his dick within her tubular sleeve. Her hips rocked from side to side as he circled his own. His cockhead felt the divine stimulation of her clinging walls as it beat wildly atop his pulsing length. But the sensitivity was too much, and he returned to thrusting his hips in greedy strokes. His speed quickly brought his climax threateningly close to eruption.
His hands moved onto her ass cheeks, pressing hard, increasing the pressure on his sliding dick. While meaning to subdue his churning orgasm, his action had just the opposite affect. He released her ass, loosening her walls around his driving spear, and tried his mental powers instead. Even that wouldn't slow the steady column of cum that inched along his inner track. He had to accept the fact that he was about to cum, want it or not.
His body took over and charged headlong into ultimate pleasure. His rapidly filling rod probed and prodded inside her ass. His assertive hips shoved his steely prick deeply up her body. He rammed himself hard and fast, piercing her backside in jarring thrusts. His mouth gaped open in a steady stream of sighs, moans, and grunts. His climax was so near to spilling that he could hardly breathe.
He reached back and slapped her ass. One cheek. Then the other. Back and forth. Side to side. His balls wobbled between his legs. His dick wobbled within her ass. His climax wobbled beneath his jarring blows. In all the excitement, his hips never skipped a beat, maintaining a steady drive up her hot interior. He kept on slamming and slapping, his orgasm suddenly cooperating with his desire to make the moment last.
Even so, the final moment was close at hand. White heat seared his sac, making his testicles burn with the hottest fire of all. Flames raced up his shaft, and Frank quickly shot his hands up to her hips. He pulled back harshly, burying his long, hard cock deeply up her rectum, stroking in the tiniest of strokes as his cream gushed out of the end of his dick.
He screamed his ecstasy as cum rushed along his length, stretching his pisshole with its racing thickness. His climax sprayed profusely, shooting far up inside her ass, leaving his cockhead clean. Even his final drops leapt from his knob with mighty force.
Exhausted, Frank quietly slipped his dick out of her butt, lowering onto his legs to regain his composure after such a devastating release. He loved her ass, inside and out, but it had stolen his stamina. His entire body felt weak, joyously so, but still drained. Only his dick showed signs of life as it thumped in his crotch.
"You sure know how to work a girl's ass! Any time you're in the mood to do that again, you just let me know!"
It was nice to hear that she had enjoyed it, too.
"You best get dressed. I gotta get ready for my date."
Frank pried himself from the sofa as Crystal turned over on her back. He gazed at her tits and her pussy. He had forgotten about her other marvelous features while fucking her butt. His dick remained semi-erect even though he knew he didn't have the strength to do anything with it. Perhaps some other time he'd know the rest of Crystal's body. He moved over to retrieve his clothes.
"When can we get together to talk about the club?" Frank asked, picking up his shirt.
"I'll call ya tomorrow. That okay?"
"Sure." Frank finished dressing as Crystal slipped behind a screen to get dressed herself. He was tired and ready for a good night's sleep. He left her dressing room and returned to the bar. He smiled at the stripper on stage, but knew he had already hired the best. He headed for home without a hint of depression bothering his brain.
CHAPTER FOUR
On the way back from making the morning deposit, Frank thought about telling Amber about his night with Crystal. He had never hidden anything from her before, and there was no reason to start now. Then again, maybe he shouldn't tell her. Maybe this would ruin their relationship. But Amber had said she didn't want to get married because she wanted to play around. Didn't that mean that he could play around too? He decided to tell her and hoped she wouldn't be upset.
"Crystal called," Amber said as Frank entered the office. "She's invited us over for dinner tonight. You available?"
"Sure. I think. I mean, yes, if you still want to go after what I tell you." He took a deep breath and continued. "I had sex with Crystal last night."
Amber looked down at her desk, and Frank began to worry.
Then she looked up, a smile on her lips. "So did
"What?" Frank stood totally shocked by Amber's announcement. "You were Crystal's date last night?"
"That's right."
When Amber told him she wanted to play around, he never suspected it would be with other women. That was a complete surprise. But somehow that was easier to accept. Thinking about her with another man made him jealous. But with another woman? It wasn't the same thing, not really. In fact, the idea of two women together was extremely erotic. He began to wonder what they might do together, and his thoughts turned him on.
"Frank. Say something," Amber interrupted.
"Uh ... I don't quite know what to say. I thought my announcement was big news!"
"So what do I tell Crystal? She said she has a couple of girls in mind and has videos on them."
"Yeah, sure. What time?" Frank mumbled, distracted, still reeling from Amber's revelation.
"You all right?" she asked.
"I think so. Guess I'm in shock, that's all."
Frank thought about Crystal and Amber for the rest of the afternoon. And the longer he thought, the more curious he became. And the more curious he became, the more he wanted to see the two of them together. Somehow, someway, he had to convince them to have sex in front of him. He didn't care how kinky that sounded, curiosity had gotten the best of him.
But when it came time to leave for Crystal's, he still hadn't worked out exactly how he might pull off his desire.
When they arrived at Crystal's, she answered the door in a short, silk robe, and Frank wondered if she ever got fully dressed.
Frank was surprised by the luxury inside the modest little house. The decor was very modern, and very expensive, with bright, bold colors-very much like Crystal herself. "Very nice," he complimented.
"I have a gentleman friend who takes good care of me. What can I get you to drink?" she asked, showing them into the living room.
Crystal busied herself with fixing them drinks and putting the final touches on dinner. She popped a video into the VCR so Frank could watch a couple of strippers before they ate. She was a congenial hostess, and except for her nearly naked body, one would never suspect she was a stripper herself.
While they dined, Crystal kept the videos playing, Frank given the prime seat in the dining room with a clear shot at the television. But Frank's attention was drawn as much to his two dining companions as it was to the women dancing on the small screen. Looks and smiles were exchanged between the two women, and Frank felt like a third wheel.
"Oh, my! I haven't planned anything for dessert!" Crystal said with alarm when they had finished eating.
Frank seized the moment. "I think I can help. I have something in mind that might satisfy us all."
"Don't tell me you have a cherry pie hidden in your pants!" Amber joked.
"Not exactly cherry, but pie was what I was thinking about."
The two women looked at each other quizzically.
"I haven't stopped thinking about you two all day," Frank continued. "I know this might sound a little kinky, but I'd love to watch the two of you in bed."
The room fell silent as Frank waited for a response.
Crystal and Amber thought it over. "Sounds like fun to me," Crystal said.
"Frank, are you sure?" Amber questioned. "Oh, baby. I'm as sure as sure can be!"
"All right, then."
"Fantastic!" Frank said jubilantly, rising from the table. "So where's the bedroom?"
The threesome headed for the bedroom, Frank's cock getting excited at just the thought of what was about to happen. Crystal turned down the bed as Amber began to get undressed.
"Carry on, girls. I'll just have a seat over here." Frank moved to a chair, angled it toward the bed and sat himself down. He couldn't wait to watch the love play between two such beautiful bodies. Each of them had done such a wonderful job of servicing his needs, that he was curious to know how they'd satisfy each other. He wasn't sure he could remain a casual observer, but was anxious for the opportunity to test his powers of restraint.
"Oh, Frank, you look so uncomfortable," Crystal said, slipping out of her robe. "Take your clothes off, honey. Relax. Give us girls a little something to look at now and then, too."
Crystal joined Amber on the bed and Frank stood up to remove his clothes. His eyes remained fixed on the two gorgeous women, letting his hands work on their own.
The girls laid on their sides, face to face. Amber reached out with both hands to let her fingers slide against Crystal's humungous breasts. Obviously, Frank wasn't the only one fascinated by their size.
Her hands slid back and forth several times, her eyes lowering to watch the mammoth mounds roll beneath her pressing palms. Her fingers moved down to tweak Crystal's nipples, to manipulate them into standing firmness. Crystal responded instantly, her flesh rising between twisting fingers.
Crystal's hands came to Amber's chest and the two women played with each other's breasts. Frank, now naked, his cock beginning to strengthen and pulse, sat back down and watched the show. His long legs stretched out in front of him, and his hands slid down to his crotch. He petted his prick and fondled his balls, but the action on the bed created a far greater arousal than his maneuvering fingers. His gentle touch added a tingle to the growing excitement in his hardening rod, but it was the two women who really got his dick stiff. He kept his fingers barely skimming over his hot flesh because a firmer grip would force his hand to masturbate his cock, and Frank didn't want to reach his climax too fast.
Frank spotted a significant difference between Crystal and Amber. Amber wanted to make love, while Crystal simply wanted sex. Amber's hands tenderly caressed Crystal's breasts, molding around them, gently squeezing, treating them like delicate china. Crystal, on the other hand, flew over Amber's chest, gripping firmly, reshaping Amber's mounds, lifting, separating, smashing, and treating them like rubber toys. Two extremely different approaches, each with their merits, both women very much into the action.
Crystal pushed Amber onto her back and climbed on top of her, straddling her hips. Her face lowered onto Amber's chest, her tongue leading the way. She connected with a waiting breast, going right for the excited nipple. She sucked on Amber's tit, drawing most of it completely into her mouth. Amber squirmed and sighed beneath Crystal's rapid attack.
Crystal bounced from tit to tit, her ass swaying as she moved. Frank stared between her parted legs, watching her red bush rock above Amber's blonde nest. Her ass brought his dick to full, throbbing erection, his cockhead pounding and reddened by hot blood. Remembering the wonders of her beautiful behind, he stroked his hard-on with a light grip, trying not to strengthen his growing orgasm.
While Crystal's mouth ravished the supple breasts jiggling beneath her, she sent one hand into Amber's crotch. Her fingers rubbed over the soft mound of Amber's cunt in quick, firm strokes. Amber moaned and tried to separate her legs, to open her pussy for Crystal's probing hand. The girls repositioned themselves, Crystal coming between Amber's legs to let them spread across the bed. The dark line down Amber's cunt widened.
Crystal's fingers moved crisply along the parted gash of Amber's snatch, then plunged inside. She wiggled and probed, then splayed her fingers to open Amber's cunt.
Frank rapidly beat his meat as he stared up Amber's parted slit, marveling at the beauty of her silken interior. His eyes raced up and down her moistened flesh. When warm fluids seeped out of his cockhead's tiny hole, he jerked his hand away from his dick. He released his balls and sent both hands to the arms of the chair. He gripped hard to keep himself from whacking off.
His balls hung down between his tensed thighs, and his cock bobbed madly in his crotch. But he couldn't touch himself, couldn't respond to his prick's screaming needs. A few more strokes and he'd shoot his load right up to his chin.
Crystal worked feverishly between Amber's thighs, vigorously rubbing, prying inside her hairy lips, circling around and around to arouse her sleeping clit. Frank couldn't see beyond Crystal's rapidly working hand, but he knew Amber's pussy well enough to recall the feel of her soft flesh, to know the pleasures scurrying up Crystal's probing hand. He grasped the arms of the chair more firmly, resisting the urgent demands of his strongly pulsing cock.
Amber really tested his resistance when her hands traveled up the insides of Crystal's thighs to play in the hefty mound of red hair perched above her own drooling pussy. Her fingers dove inside Crystal's box and pulled it open. As if to torture his prick, Crystal arched her back to let him fully inspect her twat. He intimately studied her rosy interior. He saw her firm clit protrude between wavy folds, her hole hidden in seductive shadow. Her flesh glistened with dew.
Frank weakened. Both of his hands left the arms of the chair, flattening onto his chest. He briskly rubbed his torso, tugging on the few hairs between his pecs, gliding over his tightened stomach. He massaged his crotch, playing in his pubic hair, but avoided all contact with his wildly throbbing cock. Over his hips, down his thighs, his fingers digging, Frank worked his body and fought to keep himself under control.
Without even one stroke on his towering erection, the lubrication painting his knob became a steady flow, dripping down his excited shaft, feeling icy cold against his flaming flesh.
He felt the frustration of having two succulent pussies so close, so available, and wondered why he didn't just leap on the bed and drive his dick inside one or the other. He didn't. He sent his hands up to clasp his scrotum instead. Both hands locked around his balls, squeezing hard, sending his nuts scurrying to the bottom of his sac. His fingers locked around the top of his stretching skin and tried to keep his cum from entering his cock. His efforts worked. For now.
His eyes darted back and forth, from red pussy to blonde. Amber and Crystal worked back and forth, too, their hands gliding up and down each other's juicing slit. They projected their fingers inside of each other's hot and hairy mounds, twisting, probing eagerly, stroking with determination and vigor. The faster their hands moved, the quicker their bodies twitched and writhed. Frank didn't know how much more of their beautiful sex play he could take before releasing his load.
"Man alive!" Frank blurted. "This is fantastic! You girls are hot!" He stretched his balls further away from his heated crotch, but that didn't stop his cum from clawing its way into his prick. "Damn this is exciting! Keep fingering your pussies. I'm so fucking hot, I'm ready to explode!"
Both Amber and Crystal giggled, working their fingers more energetically. Frank watched in fascination, mesmerized by the naked women before him, looking beyond their crotches, gazing at a wall of jiggling tits.
Crystal's giant boobs stretched down to rub against Amber's perky mounds, nipple to nipple. Frank imagined all that womanly flesh covering his face, and he released his nuts. His hands raised to his mouth, and he crammed his fingers between his lips, sucking them hard to keep from screaming. But the flavor was sweaty, salty, not at all like the delicious taste of a stimulated tit. He sent his hands back to play in his fevered crotch.
Crystal turned herself around, placing her pussy over Amber's face, her own face lowering. She pulled her flaming red hair away from her face as her tongue descended. Frank saw the connection made and then lost sight of Amber's snatch. All he could see was Crystal's head greedily wiggling between Amber's trembling legs.
He got up from the chair, moving to the side of the bed to get a better view of the feasting sixty-nine. The clearest shot he had was of Amber tonguing Crystal's cunt. The sight sent an odd thrill through his body. He saw Amber in a totally new light, a liberated woman who enjoyed sex in all its varieties. He was a little jealous, but a lot more excited.
He knelt down, moving in for a closer look. He locked his hands together to keep them from reaching out and joining in the action. His dick pressed itself against the side of the mattress, and his hips automatically rubbed his standing rod along the smooth sheets. The pressure on his thumping shaft felt so good that he didn't even try to stop his thrusting hips. His balls wobbled between his thighs, and cum instantly rose higher up his pulsing shank.
Frank laughed out loud when he realized he was humping a bed with two hot women only an arm's length away. He found that quite bizarre, but there was nothing bizarre about the power behind his building climax.
Amber raised her head and glided her tongue back to Crystal's ass. It would appear that she was as impressed with Crystal's butt as much as he had been. He couldn't see the action she employed on Crystal's sexy crevice, but he had a straight-on view of a pretty, red-haired pussy. And Amber made the view worthwhile. Her fingers played in the soft folds of Crystal's cunt, letting Frank inspect every sensuous contour of her sumptuous snatch.
Amber's tongue must have been hitting all the right spots as it -rimmed Crystal's asshole, because Crystal's hips rocked and swayed in agitated delight. Frank's mouth filled with the remembered flavor of Crystal's ass, and his own hips jerked with greater gusto. He knew the joy that had to be permeating Amber's body, and he vicariously joined in her pleasure.
The faster Amber worked her tongue, the faster Crystal circled her hips. Frank looked down to Amber's cunt, watching Crystal's chin scrape through curly, blonde hairs. Amber's legs quivered and trembled around Crystal's active face, around fingers that dug at her pussy.
Frank wished he could see more. He wanted to see what actions Crystal used that perhaps he had not. Whatever she was doing, Amber's body reacted joyfully, her hips humping, her gash lifting more firmly onto Crystal's devouring mouth. The two women eagerly ate each other out, and Frank's excitement grew.
But Frank was quickly nearing the point of ejaculation and jerked back on his hips, removing his swollen dick from the bed. His climax swirled inside his enormous erection, and he had pulled away just in the nick of time. Any more action on his thumping muscle and cum would have pasted his shaft to the sheet. He looked down at his neglected cock and noticed thin, white streaks in his normally clear fluids. That's how close he had been to cumming, semen already mingling in his lubricating oils.
His locked fingers clenched more firmly together as he watched the highly erotic activity transpiring before his lusting eyes. He was amazed at his restraint as the girls really got serious with their carnal endeavors. Amber returned to Crystal's twat with enthusiastic zeal. The room filled with the sounds of passion as they both licked and tickled, driving each other along the path to orgasm.
The bed bounced beneath their increased fervor, their bodies undulating and twisting, turning in the throes of ecstasy. Each of them whimpered and moaned into the other's cunt, their breathy sighs escaping around their rapidly darting tongues.
Frank craned his neck to get a better angle on the action. While he could see a lot, it was still frustrating not to be able to see it all. Even then, he could see but he couldn't feel. He had to settle for the remembered joy of burying his own face in a hot box.
Amber's head flew up and down between Crystal's quaking thighs, her tongue stretching and curling. She earnestly tongue-fucked Crystal's gaping cunt, and such expert action had to have her close to climax.
And from what Frank could tell, Crystal attacked Amber's snatch with an equal gusto. He could hardly stand the agony in his crotch as he watched the pleasure unfolding so close at hand, as he watched Crystal lap up the juices from a pussy he knew so well.
Crystal suddenly pulled out of Amber's crotch, and abandoned her snatch entirely. Frank's focus shifted to the opposite end of the twosome and quickly discovered the reason for such an abrupt change.
Amber had Crystal's clit firmly trapped between two twisting fingers, her tongue raucously stroking within her gripping entrance. A couple of quick, captivating thrusts later, Crystal's nectars escaped from her mound, dampening Amber's face. Her tongue stretched out to capture the drizzling honey from Crystal's hot and spewing cunt. Crystal wailed as she released her orgasm, dumping her pussy's juice into Amber's awaiting mouth. Her hips jiggled and shook, making it appear that her body did all it could to squeeze every drop of fiery fluid out of her excited snatch.
Amber swallowed quickly and came back for more. She raised her head to fully plant her face in Crystal's crotch. Frank's ears filled with the slurping sounds of a tongue and mouth sucking and licking on a draining twat. The lewd sounds made his dick pound even harder. He almost reached down to grab onto his thundering stick.
But Crystal's renewed efforts on Amber's cunt stopped his hands, keeping them locked on the bed as he intently watched her manipulating fingers. She didn't lower down to tongue Amber's cunt, letting her hands do the work instead. She flattened Amber's leg onto the mattress, giving Frank a glorious view of her passionate activity.
Crystal's hands pried Amber's pussy apart, her fingers gliding up and down the popped up folds. She batted her swollen, standing clit and Amber's hips quivered with each swatting blow. She played around Amber's open twat, thumping moist flesh, teasing and taunting Amber's hole, the wet entrance opening and closing in rhythm to Crystal's toying fingers.
Amber's hips suddenly began pumping her pussy against Crystal's playful hands. Crystal sent her left arm around Amber's upraised leg, attacking her cunt from the bottom. Her right hand moved down to stretch the soft skin of her drooling gash even wider, flattening Amber's puffy lips, her coral flesh smooth and glistening. The middle finger of Crystal's left hand rested on Amber's circular opening, then easily dipped inside.
Frank watched her hungry snatch gobble up the slender instrument of sexual pleasure. He could see every move that Crystal made. He stared at the way Amber's clasping hole indented and popped up with each of Crystal's stimulating strokes. And he knew they were extremely stimulating by Amber's reaction. Her entire body came alive with Crystal's sensuous thrusts, thrusts that had to reach deeply into her hot interior. Her hips fucked in rhythm to the fingering of her cunt.
Crystal fucked her faster and harder, flying in and out of the tight fitting hole that clutched at her finger. Amber's hands came to her tits, squeezing, pointing her nipples at the ceiling. Frank felt she was close to orgasm and strongly identified with the emotions that were invading her brain. He was experiencing those emotions himself, his cock ready to shoot his load.
Amber screamed, then bit her lower lip. Her shoulders sunk into the mattress. Her hips angled into the air, stopping, suspending her ass above the bed. Crystal, however, didn't stop, keeping her finger gliding in and out of Amber's cunt. Frank witnessed another orgasm.
Crystal's rapidly stroking finger soon became covered with thick and flowing liquid. Amber whimpered in breathy gasps as she always did when she came. A few more thrusts and Crystal extracted her shining finger. She raised it to her mouth, circled it over her lips, and sucked it clean. Then she returned for more, dipping it into Amber's honeypot, greedily sticking it back into her mouth. Her arm steadily raised and lowered as she emptied Amber's well.
Crystal's hand flattened onto Amber's mound as she lowered her pussy back to the bed. She rubbed the few missed droplets into Amber's sweat soaked bush, then moved around to lay beside her. Their mouths met in a passionate kiss, their arms embracing, their bodies pressing firmly together.
Frank wondered what came next, wondered if they had completely forgotten about him and his towering, needy erection. He pushed away from the bed, got to his feet, and stood beside them with his dick dripping like a leaky faucet. He didn't want to touch his cock; he wanted one of them to do it for him. And his cock needed to be touched in the worst way, needed to be stroked to glorious eruption.
Frank cleared his throat, almost embarrassed to interrupt the two beauties locked in each other's arms. But he had to. His need was too great to ignore.
"Uh, excuse me," he said rather apologetically. "I've got a problem."
Both women looked over at his wet and throbbing erection.
"Frank! Are you still here?" Amber teased, following it with a playful giggle.
"Yes, I am! And if one of you doesn't do something about this pretty quick, my dick's going to burst at the seams!"
"Now we can't have that! Bring that thing over here and we'll take care of it," Crystal said, moving away from Amber to open a space between them. She patted the bed, adding, "Lay yourself down right here, baby."
Frank quickly climbed onto the bed, stretching out between them. He nestled his back into the mattress, placed one arm beneath each of their heads, and got ready to accept anything and everything they wanted to do to his body. His cock thumped against his belly as it anxiously awaited their touch.
"Do you think you can control that thing just a little longer?" Amber asked. "Give us a few minutes to recover, honey."
"Oh, Amber! I'm already in pain. Just jerk me off or something. Put me out of my misery!" Frank whined.
"I think I can do just that," Crystal said.
Frank's eyes drifted shut beneath the imagined pleasure of having both women play with his cock.
"Oh, my god!" Frank screamed, his body doubling forward in shock. Something freezing had been clasped to his crotch. He stared into his groin to find Crystal pressing a handful of ice squarely between his legs. He had never felt anything so cold. His balls instantly shriveled up to nothing.
His hands flew into his crotch and jerked her hand away from his tender flesh. He briskly rubbed to remove every trace of icy water and warm his freezing skin.
"Oh, that was nasty!" he said.
"Now we can rest a bit. Trust me, your dick will recover in no time," Crystal said, laying back on the bed.
Frank fell back, his hands cupped over his chilly nuts. He rubbed warmth back into his groin, and was surprised to find his dick remained as stiff as could be.
Amber laughed next to him, but Frank failed to see the humor. He ignored her, massaging his balls, quickly realizing his climax had vanished. He locked his hands behind his head and knew he'd have to wait until they decided they were ready to work on his cock. Frustration grew inside his naked body, but even that wouldn't lessen the intensity of his erection.
CHAPTER FIVE
Frank laid quietly, if not anxiously, between Amber and Crystal, listening to their idle chatter. The topic of conversation centered around the bouncer at Bottoms Up. Both of them seemed rather impressed with his bulk, with his handsome features, and especially with the huge bulge in his skintight jeans. Frank felt practically invisible as the two vividly expressed what they'd do to the bouncer's body. The whole conversation seemed ridiculous to him since his hot, throbbing cock sat right in front of them.
Not only had his body suffered a crushing blow beneath Crystal's frigid hand, now his ego was suffering as well. He had been aroused into such a great state of passion and excited desire while watching the two beauties eat each other out that he couldn't understand their seeming disinterest in the huge slab of wanting meat blistering in his crotch. He was ready to engage in some vigorous play, and all they could talk about was a guy who wasn't even there! He raised up between them.
"That's enough! I may not be some muscle stud, but I'll bet my cock is every bit as big as his! And getting bigger!" Frank said emphatically. "Besides that, mine's here and his ain't."
The girls looked at each other, looked down at his swollen dick, then smiled. They both gently placed a hand on his chest.
"Damn right! My dick's big enough for the both of you. But since I only got one cock, and there are two of you, this is going to take some planning."
"Just let whatever happens, happen," Crystal said.
"Oh, no! It's my turn now, and I'm going to get exactly what I want. You owe me! Slapping ice in my crotch was cruel and unusual punishment for a guy who didn't commit a crime!"
"Oh, Frank," Amber chuckled, "it was just a little ice. Besides, the look on your face was priceless!"
"Crystal, you're going down on my dick," he announced. "And while she's sucking my cock," he said to Amber, "you're going to suck on my ass. This is going to be an experience I'll never forget!"
He raised himself up so Crystal could lie down beneath him with her head resting below his crotch. His knees straddled her chest, leaving her arms free so she could use both hands on his lengthy tool. He leaned forward, lowering his rod toward Crystal's face and raising his ass for Amber's mouth.
Crystal gripped his needy erection, angling it downward, pressing his shaft against his hanging sac. Kneeling, his balls had warmed sufficiently and descended to swing freely once again. He pushed forward slightly, allowing his knob to make contact with her lips, then forged ahead. The initial entry into Crystal's moist mouth was enough to revive his arousal. While he wasn't anywhere near his former state, it wouldn't take long to get him there.
He fed her his lengthy spear, driving it into her cheek, backing up to take a straighter aim. Her hands guided him into her throat. His hips slipped into a familiar action, pumping his prick, gliding his cockhead further down her throat with each stabbing advance. Very shortly, he had inserted his cock as deeply as his position would allow. He ground his dick inside her mouth, jabbing it all the way into the deepest recesses of her gripping sleeve. He kept slamming his prick, moving it sharply around, rotating it with brisk precision to guarantee full coverage of his needy meat.
When he was convinced his cock had reached down her throat as far as it could, he eased his hips into a steady plunging, stroking his inflamed head along her clasping tunnel. His balls bounced against her chin, stimulating his climax on each forward drive. He slowed his fucking to make his ass an easier target for Amber's mouth.
"Okay, Amber," he said breathily. "Lick my ass. I'm ready for your hot tongue, baby."
While his flaming tool dove deeply into Crystal's mouth, he felt a pair of hands flatten onto his butt. They circled and massaged before increasing their pressure to separate his globes. He kept the muscles of his ass relaxed, leaving them pliable within her gripping fingers. A short burst of cool air was quickly replaced by hot breath as Amber neared the parted crack in his wanting ass. The tip of her tongue slid along his hairy crevice as he bounced his cock in and out of Crystal's face.
Amber found his rhythm and nuzzled between his cheeks, joyously working her tongue around his puckered asshole. Frank stopped fucking. He wanted Amber to climb inside him, and wanted to feel every sensual moment of her tongue slipping into his hole.
Even stopped, Crystal didn't disappoint his dick. She sucked on his knob, twisting it around in her mouth, bobbing her head to take his firmness into her throat. Frank didn't have to move, and would soon enjoy the stimulation consuming his body both forward and back.
Amber glided her tongue up and down his hairy valley before again concentrating on his hole. She circled around his anal ring, making her moves smaller and smaller, until the tip of her tongue ran along just the rim of his deep, dark tunnel. She barely poked inside, quickly withdrawing to poke again.
Frank loved having his butt sucked and prodded, so didn't understand why he couldn't relax. Amber had to force her tongue inside his ass, his sphincter tightly clamped. He tried to loosen it, desperately wanting to, then realized it was the stimulating action on his cock that kept his back door from opening.
But Amber didn't give up. She got further inside with each forceful thrust. Her hands tugged on his ass, widening his crack until it was almost level with his butt cheeks. His hole stretched, her tongue stopping up his channel. She stroked without leaving his tunnel, making better and more pleasing progress.
Frank rocked his hips to help her, to help himself. His dick banged inside Crystal's mouth, his balls swinging, but best of all, his action allowed Amber to slide fully inside his ass. He gasped with her tongue playing inside him.
She twisted and circled her tongue inside his butt, tickling his hot interior and sending a tingle itching through his crotch and down his legs. The pleasure traveling along his shaft and throughout his ass met deeply in his tightened abdomen, reviving the former strength of his climax.
Crystal maintained her hot, piston-like strokes, plunging his rod in and out of her throat. His cockhead was a raging mass of sensitivity as it scraped its flared corona within her resisting pipe. Her mouth was as good as Amber's, constantly working around his girth. She employed her tongue and her lips in delicious ways, every now and then bringing her teeth into the action to add prickling excitement to his taut skin.
As his dick continued to be so wonderfully eaten, Amber faithfully kept up her exploits on his heating butt. She eagerly drove her tongue deeply inside his ass, flicking and twisting to spark lusty spasms in his tubular walls. He adored the plunging thrusts up his ass and the power of her hands on his separated globes. She so rarely ate his asshole that he savored every sweet moment of her fucking tongue.
He began to wonder what it might be like to experience even deeper penetration. He was curious for the feel of something wider, something thicker to really stretch his hole. He clamped down on her tongue, trying to pull it further into his ass. But her lips were already flattened against his heated flesh, and he had all he was going to get. Amber darted back and forth more swiftly, and Frank decided that the increased activity was enough for him to handle.
Crystal got busier on his cock, her hand pumping his length as she drooled up and down his sturdy rod. She pumped fast, bringing his climax rushing up to his blood-filled head. Frank stopped swaying his ass, his whole body quivering and shaking. He trembled like a colt on wobbly legs.
He knew his dick's eruption was near, but denied his mind any control of his release. Amber's tongue and Crystal's mouth strengthened his climax to the same point as when the ice had connected with his crotch. But there was no ice this time. There was nothing to stop his orgasm from reaching its goal.
The girls must have sensed how close he was to cumming. Amber stroked his ass more rapidly, and Crystal's hand gripped harder on his shaft to increase the pressure on his prick. His head dropped, taking long, deep breaths to bear up under the tremendous strain of an orgasm about to blast out of his body. His arms weakened and he lowered onto his elbows. His eyes closed with excruciating ecstasy, his mind turbulent with emotion. He was in love, in lust, overjoyed, and enthralled. His dick was filled to capacity, and he didn't know what kept it from instantly erupting.
With Amber's tongue hot in his ass, and Crystal's mouth hot on his rod, his thick juices shot wildly out of his long, hard cock. Cum splashed down Crystal's throat, flying out of his dick in leaping gobs. The pressure inside his spitting muscle lessened with each expulsion of his sizable load, and Frank grunted his pleasure.
His body shook violently as his pearly cream raced out of his cock. His hips jerked and trembled, working his butt completely off Amber's tongue. There was no way she could keep up with his active ass.
Frank plunged his dick into Crystal's face, her hand unmoving, his cock gliding between her gripping fingers. His skin was held immobile while his thick muscle slid beneath it. The flesh of his dick gathered and stretched, collecting around his knob, then became tauter than taut, pulling harshly at his abdomen. It was hard for him to distinguish between the rapture of release and the thrill of having his dick so expertly squeezed. Each was an exhilarating rush of ecstatic joy.
Frank pumped his dick long after his cum had ceased to shoot. The feel of Crystal's mouth was too good to abandon. She sucked him dry, then forced his hips to back his cock out of her mouth. She kissed his knob before releasing his shaft. His dick slapped up to his stomach.
Frank fell onto the bed, contentment easing over his body. He may have cum, but he was far from finished. His dick remained hard and throbbing. He was so turned on that he was ready for more. He tested the strength of his erection, sending his hands gliding over his rod and down to fondle his nuts. A stroke or two told him he had nothing to worry about. His dick was more than willing to cooperate with his lusty desires.
"Amber ... baby ... let me fuck your ass," Frank said softly, remembering the thrilling excitement he had encountered when driving up Crystal's gorgeous bottom. "I've never done that with you. Please, honey, don't say no."
Amber looked at his throbbing cock. "I don't know, Frank. You're dick's so long!"
"Oh, please. Climb on top of me. Sit on my dick. If you get on top, you can control the action. Please!" Frank begged, his voice a nasally whine. His hands circled around his base and stood his dick up in the air.
"Go ahead," Crystal encouraged. "It's lots of fun. You'll be real surprised what'll fit up your ass. Trust me," she said with a wink.
"Yeah, trust her," Frank added.
Amber placed her butt above Frank's towering pole, eyeing it apprehensively. She knelt on the bed, her body straight, her hands gripping her hips.
Crystal moved in behind her, placing her hands around Frank's dick and pushing his hands aside. She angled his cock back between his legs and shoved it into her mouth. She sucked up and down his rod, moistening his skin with her saliva, making his dick slippery for penetration. Then she stood him back up, raised her face to Amber's ass, and proceeded to lubricate the virgin hole with her flicking tongue.
Frank's hands massaged Amber's knees as he watched the action between his legs. He stopped massaging when Crystal pulled away and Amber's ass began to lower. He stared at her descending pussy and anxiously awaited contact with his upright dick. His thighs worked his balls, tensing and relaxing to jostle his nuts. The action in his groin heightened his desire to slide his cock into Amber's asshole, to grind it hard and fast, to plunge it deeply up her body.
But he didn't want to scare her off. He quieted his hips, resisting the raging urge to stab his cock straight up into her lowering backside. He didn't want to hurt her and knew he'd have to let her take control until she discovered the pleasure of his manhood traveling up her sweet little butt. And he knew she would.
Crystal held him firmly in position. Electricity shot down his shaft when his knob pressed against her tightly closed sphincter. She'd have to loosen up or he'd never get inside. Crystal circled his slick cockhead around her hole, then back and forth across her entrance, making sure Amber was wet and ready. Frank bit his lower lip as scintillating sensitivity scurried over his rotating knob. This was taking a lot longer than he had planned, and while stimulating, he wanted more than a brushing contact.
Crystal stopped. Frank braced himself with his knob poised at Amber's entrance. She lowered slowly. His head pushed past her anal ring, stretching her flesh around his sloping spear. The tight grip of her circular muscle was divinely sensuous on his knob's tender skin. He gasped as he made his way up her soft interior.
Amber stopped about halfway down his length. His dick twitched inside her comfortable hole. He didn't move, didn't ram the rest of his prick into her body, righting valiantly against his screaming need.
Amber lifted up his stick until only his head remained within her wonderfully gripping hole. She slid back down to the very same spot, then began to pump herself atop his pole. She worked herself over half his cock, and Frank prayed for the moment all of his length would be buried up her luscious butt.
Crystal released his rod, leaving every inch available to Amber's expanding tunnel. Crystal placed her hands on Frank's nuts, petting them, trying her best to console their rampant needs. He so strongly craved to get fully up Amber's hot sleeve that his restraint equaled that of a monk. And Crystal's stroking fingers only added a deeper frustration.
Frank's hands slid up Amber's thighs, digging into her flesh as he gritted his teeth to control his hips. He desperately wanted to slam his cock fully into her ass, letting it manipulate solidly and gracefully within her hugging tunnel. Her slow pace was driving him insane.
His only comfort rested in her steady progress. Each stroke moved her ass closer and closer to his steamy crotch. Sweat trickled around his nuts, itched between his legs, and made his groin a source of intensely burning desire. It was all he could do to hold himself still.
Amber suddenly took the plunge, skewering her ass upon his cock. Her pussy kissed his abdomen, her globes pressing nicely against his balls. Frank's head raised with the abruptness of her descent, at the glorious feel of their crotches finally combined. He stared at her cunt, at the brown and blonde hairs mingling together, at her body fully lowered into his lap. His dick had disappeared, every inch swallowed by her warm interior. His cock was swamped from base to head and sat in gloriously comforting moisture.
Frank was elated to have finally reached his goal. The ecstatic pleasure charging through his body was worth the wait, worth the grueling torture played out on his tender cock. Happiness overwhelmed him.
Amber lifted along his length, drove herself back down, and started the stroking rhythm that would bring his dick to splashing climax. Crystal's hands were gone, and so was Crystal, but Frank had a lot more to think about. All thought was concentrated in his cock and the wonderful feel of Amber's butt gliding over his flaming girth.
At first, Frank willingly allowed Amber to guide herself over his standing tower. But that changed as she gradually got used to Frank's long rod sliding between her bouncing cheeks. He slowly and steadily increased his own activity, sending his hands rubbing up and down the insides of her thighs to distract her, to keep her from noticing the rise and fall of his hips.
While he may have eased up and down in the beginning, his hips soon picked up the pace. Amber stayed with him, riding his cock like she was already experienced. Frank was ready to launch into a wild, invigorating fuck and felt she was ready, too. His hands moved up to her hips, closed around her hands, and began to guide the action.
Forcing her body downward, he shoved his prick deeply into her ass. His hips raised up from the bed, her weight driving her hole practically past his base. He ground his crotch against her, stirring his dick around inside her fleshy walls, the strength in his legs adding might to his rotating pelvis.
Amber emitted quaking cries as his cock circled far up inside her. Frank knew she was enjoying his passionate activity because she could have forced herself off his twirling dick at any time, but stayed firmly in place, rocking her own hips to increase the ecstasy in both their bodies. Amber appeared to be as deeply involved in having her ass fucked as Frank was in fucking it.
He lowered himself back to the bed and seriously staked her ass. He rammed his cock upward and jerked it back down, Amber using her legs to bounce her body exactly opposite to his marvelous moves. She crashed into his crotch on each of his upward drives and flew along his length as he returned to the bed. Their rhythm and their needs were perfectly matched.
Frank loved the tightness of her butt. It took great energy to push and shove his prick past her tiny anal ring. His skin rippled along his girth as he fucked her ass, his dick driving madly along her slick and slippery highway. It didn't take long to reconstruct a churning load of excited cum inside his charging cock.
Amber's hands pressed against his chest, angling her body, providing her hips even greater power as she skewered herself upon his ramrodding spike. Her tits jiggled as she pumped her body up and down his stabbing length. Frank had given her another source of pleasure, and he was glad to be the one to do it.
He felt an odd sense of discovery. He had fingered her asshole on numerous occasions, but this was the first journey his dick had ever made up her curvaceous backside. He scolded himself for not having done this sooner, her ass every bit as stimulating as her pussy. Possibly even more so. Her butt was tight and gripping, not that her pussy wasn't, but the muscles in her ass weren't as used to molding around his steely rod. The sensation was extremely exciting, and he found the exploration of her velvety tunnel a thrill beyond measure.
When he felt the increased sensitivity around his cock's driving head, he knew another climax was near. Each upward drive sent a tingling rush of bliss down his shaft as his knob plowed through her fleshy interior. Her walls collapsed behind him each time he withdrew, sitting before him like a silken barricade to be broken through each time he raced back up. Pushing her walls aside was a wonderfully new experience for his blood-filled cock.
With the magnitude of the climax roiling within his groin, Frank knew he only had a few strokes left before giving up his load. He made the most of each lunge up her hot interior, slowing his moves to feel every inch of her caressing channel.
Conflict wracked his body. His orgasm screamed for speed while his cock demanded a slower pace to fully enjoy the last few moments within her delectable ass. Frank found a compromise. He took his upward thrusts slowly, then charged back down her stimulating canal.
His varied pace not only satisfied his conflicting desires, it also helped delay his orgasm. His balls no longer flopped up and down between his legs, but rested comfortably atop his pressing thighs. Less activity in his hot nuts meant a longer ride to climax.
He wallowed in new-found pleasure and hoped Amber had found a new pleasure of her own. He knew this wouldn't be the last time he'd want to fuck her ass, but relished every minute just in case it was.
The pressure of her gliding hole was so divinely stimulating that he was ready to pop in spite of his creeping pace. He fought against release, but there was no way to stop the inevitable. Fucking her ass was more enjoyable that he had ever imagined.
While the span of his rising climax may have been lengthened, Frank shortly found himself emptying his load into Amber's butt. Cum suddenly sprang out of his hard and sturdy spear. His hips somehow remained on the bed, wobbling from side to side as his dick erupted.
Her tunnel sat collapsed in front of his dick, and his spewing cream splashed back onto his barely moving cock. Heat surrounded his head, easing down his shaft as his dick filled her tube with sticky paste. His thick cream oozed around his shank, enveloping his organ in steamy contentment. The feeling was marvelously soothing. Even though his load wasn't as large as before, the confined space made it feel just as good.
Frank's arms fell to the bed as the last drops of his climax seeped out of his dick. Amber slowly lifted off his crotch. He gazed down at his prick as it slowly slipped out of her ass. His feverish flesh was coated with a glimmering film.
His cock slapped back on his belly as Amber's hole raised off his knob. And yet they remained connected. A long, silken thread ran from his pisshole to her ass, stretching between them like an umbilical cord. It broke as she laid down on the bed.
This time, his dick began to instantly soften. He smiled and kissed Amber passionately. He spotted Crystal sitting in the chair, her hands playing with her pussy.
"Haven't you had enough?" Frank asked, rolling onto his back.
"Never! Now don't you go telling me that's all the lovin' you got in you!"
"Well ... maybe not. But this time, I'm the one who needs to take a break." His hand went to his crotch to massage his dick. "Give me a minute, and I'm sure I can get it hard again."
"In the meantime, maybe Amber and I can help you get it up."
Amber just smiled as Crystal got out of the chair.
CHAPTER SIX
Crystal walked over to an antique trunk and slowly lifted the lid. "Okay, pick your pleasure," she said, holding a dildo in each hand. "I've got a trunk full of toys, and I'm sure we'll find something in here to please us."
Amber climbed off the bed and started rummaging through the trunk. While curious, Frank didn't think there would be any toys in there for him, so stayed on the bed.
He was anxious to get back to the fun, but behaved himself until the girls decided on the toys. He did not, however, sit idle. He played with his flaccid tool, stroking it gently to soothe away some of the tenderness produced by two climaxes coming so closely together. He was also a little sore from having maintained a pulsing erection all through Amber and Crystal's sixty-nine. All in all, his peter was pooped. His balls, however, were made of steel and sat ready to provide all the creamy cum he needed, the moment he needed it.
"Now that's more like it!" Crystal gushed, eyeing the dildo stretched across Amber's hands. Amber blushed.
"Don't tell me you've never been fucked by one!" Crystal exclaimed in total astonishment.
"No, never. I've used a vibrator. What's the difference?"
"Oh, honey! Have you got a lot to learn. Vibrators are for sissies. Real women use a dildo. And the bigger the better!"
Frank eyed the large hunk of rubber in Amber's hands. He didn't know much more about them than she apparently did. To him, it looked like just another big, thick cock, and he couldn't imagine that it would be better than the real thing hanging limply between his legs. His own cock was just as long. However, the dildo definitely had a greater circumference.
"Is that a good one?" Frank asked innocently.
"Real good. If you don't want to use that thing yourself, just hand it over. Honey, I'll be real happy to give your pussy a lesson in rubber love!"
Her eyes sparkled as Amber placed the sizable dildo in her reaching hand. She scanned the detailed length of the penis-shaped object for several seconds, then strapped it around her waist. It stuck out of her crotch just like the real thing. Even her red hair tumbled over the top side of the cock, making it look quite authentic.
She walked over and got a jar of lubricating jelly out of the drawer in the stand next to the bed. Her fingers dug inside and scooped up a huge glob of rose-colored goo. She applied it to the dildo. Her hands gingerly stroked it like she really expected the thing to lengthen.
Amber laid back on the bed, spread her legs, and refused to take her eyes off the monstrous slab of rubber projecting out of Crystal's crotch.
Crystal moved onto the bed, reached down, and grabbed Amber's thighs. She pushed her legs apart, the dildo waving menacingly close to Amber's twat. She massaged her way up Amber's thighs until her fingers dove into her trembling cunt. Crystal pulled on Amber's soft lips, spreading them, opening her pussy to widen it for the dildo's massive head. Frank had never seen her so nervous.
He could see how hard and stiff the rubber was and wondered if it might not be too much for Amber's delicate box. He knew her pussy could stretch quite a bit, but that thing would be a real test. Seeing it greased and ready to push into Amber's flesh, he was about to stop the action.
Crystal placed a hand on his leg. "That's okay, honey. I won't hurt her."
"It's okay, Frank. I trust her," Amber said, her hands moving down to hold her pussy open.
"Okay! Here I come," Crystal announced gleefully. "Man, what I wouldn't give to have all that rubber ramming up my cunt! Amber, honey, you're one lucky woman!"
"Wait!" Frank shouted, still not convinced Amber could handle such a monster cock. "Don't you have to go to work soon? Why not let Amber use it on you first? Then if there's time...."
"Great idea!" Crystal agreed excitedly.
"Great idea," Amber echoed, her body visibly relaxing.
As Crystal and Amber switched positions, Frank formed a plan of his own. He didn't want to be left out of the action, and his imagination came up with several ways to get his body intimately involved.
He played with his cock, returning it to its former standing elegance. He couldn't compete with the massiveness of the dildo, but he didn't let that bother him. What he had was real, alive, and produced what no dildo ever could. Rubber doesn't cum.
As Amber moved in on Crystal's cunt, Frank climbed on the bed and reached for the jar of jelly. He thoroughly coated his cock.
"Start slow," Crystal instructed. "Slip it into me a little at a time. I'll hold my pussy open; all you gotta do is push!"
Frank watched Amber grab the fat girth of the dildo and place the greasy head to Crystal's pussy. He worked the jelly over his own greasy head to keep his dick wonderfully stimulated. The dildo advanced until the head disappeared into Crystal's cunt. She sighed heavily as though she already had an entire cock stroking within her snatch. Amber slowly pushed forward, feeding more and more rubber to Crystal's gobbling pussy. Crystal worked her hips around the vanishing dildo, tugging on her parted flesh to further widen her receptive gash.
"That's it. Ease it into my pussy," Crystal coached. "Keep on coming, honey, we got a long way to go. Now twist it a little. That's right. Oh, yes!"
Frank found the whole business a little strange. He gazed down Amber's body, to the makeshift cock strapped to her waist. It looked so odd to find a beautiful woman like Amber sporting a hard-on. It would have been humorous except for Crystal's breathy excitement. And Amber seemed to be getting into it, too. Her hand turned the dildo one way then the other as she worked it further up Crystal's hot mound. She made her way slowly, and Crystal's pussy easily drew it inside her.
Crystal suddenly let out a startled grunt, her head raising from the bed. "Hold up a second, honey. You've hit the back of my cunt. Start pumpin' in small strokes 'til my pussy stretches around that heavenly cock."
Crystal wiggled her ass to get in the best position for the giant dong. When she stopped, her hands let her pussy close around the mammoth girth between her legs. They flattened onto the mattress to brace her body for Amber's fuck, and her knees raised to firmly plant her feet on the bed.
Amber took instruction well, her hips stroking the dildo into Crystal's cunt in ever-increasing strides. Crystal began pumping her pussy over the advancing rubber until her vibrating cry shook the bed. Her pussy had swallowed the full length of the plunging dildo. Frank gasped as all that rubber plowed into Crystal's body, totally vanishing from sight. Amber had the dildo planted right up to its impressively wide base. She stopped, her eyes questioning.
Catching her breath, Crystal demanded action. "Don't stop! Fuck me! Ram that wonderful thing up my pussy. And don't pull back too far. I don't want to lose it. Come on, Amber, fuck me fast and hard!"
Amber's hips pulled back then drove forward. She slammed the dildo into Crystal's cunt, working it back and forth, grinding the huge rubbery thing inside Crystal's humping mound. Amber picked up speed, and so did Crystal, her hips pumping greedily.
As much as Frank enjoyed watching Crystal's growing excitement, it was time for him to get involved. He took another handful of jelly and rubbed it between Crystal's jiggling tits, preparing her cleavage for his needy dick. He was amazed at how easily Crystal accepted all that rigid rubber and wondered how any man could satisfy her pussy after being plugged by such a monster. But that wasn't his problem.
Frank climbed on top of Crystal's chest, pressing his firm erection between her massive mounds. He quickly discovered that his long legs were a disadvantage. His knees spread out across the bed to lower his crotch, the muscles in his groin tightening. Holding his dick with one hand, he positioned Crystal's hands on each side of her supple breasts. Flesh molded over the top of his shaft, removing his cock from sight. He let go of his hard-on and it remained within her tubular groove.
The two women never missed a stroke as Frank got his dick into position. His cock was swallowed by billowy breasts, his butt crack open to Crystal's face. Amber straightened to make room for the both of them on top of Crystal's body. With his hands not required on his dick, they reached up to play with Amber's perky breasts. He squeezed her firm tits and was about to lower his face when curiosity stopped him.
"What does it feel like?" Frank asked Amber.
"It feels great! Oh, Frank! This thing is beating against my pussy so wonderfully! It's knocking my clit around. I think it's gonna make me cum!"
Frank watched her hips stab with swift, jolting thrusts, her face smiling and overjoyed at what the dildo was doing to her own working cunt. Crystal writhed beneath them, twisting her tits around Frank's rod without any action on his part. But he wasn't going to let her do it alone. His hips slowly stroked his dick between her soft globes, beginning a slow trek toward climax.
His face lowered to Amber's chest, his mouth placed between her breasts. He licked up and down her cleavage as his cock thrust between Crystal's tits. He kissed his way up one excited breast to close his lips around an aroused nipple. He took it inside his mouth, circled it with his tongue, then sucked on it greedily. His body was consumed by breasts-in his mouth, in his hands, enveloping his raging hard-on.
Frank was bounced around by two humping bodies. His hips could barely move as he fought to maintain his position. But even the slight thrust was enough to provide marvelous stimulation on his stroking rod. His shaft glided between Crystal's pressing mounds as his ass crack slid over her chin. The pressure on his clenching asshole got his entire body involved in this somewhat bizarre encounter. He was thrilled by the pleasure coursing over his flesh from head to toe.
His hands gripped and massaged Amber's tits with greater force, his mouth endeavoring to take all her tit inside it. His hips moved more rapidly to jar his ass against Crystal's chin, which in turn gracefully slid his dick along her slick and slippery valley. His knob was always covered by hot, greasy flesh. Even his ample length was not sufficient to escape the bottom of her big and bouncing boobs. His cockhead was in heaven and spread its joy to the rest of his prick.
"Raise up, honey," Crystal said, her voice jerking from the dildo's steady pounding of her pussy. "Lift your ass so I can get my tongue in your crack."
Frank lifted up immediately, wanting the added pleasure of Crystal's tongue in his hot and sweaty butt crack. As he slid his ass higher on her face, his dick angled between her tits, his head rubbing harshly against what he assumed to be her breast bone. The resistance beneath his stroking knob sent chills racing into his balls as his cockhead smashed against something firm and unyielding. And with his ass raised, his balls brushed against her chin to add a divine tickling sensation to those already raging in his flesh.
His knees pulled in slightly and gave him greater power to jab his cock through her fluffy tits. He was so enthralled by all the stimulation that he couldn't hold his butt still for Crystal's tongue. The smooth friction on his gliding cock was too wonderful to keep his hips from pumping.
Crystal's tongue licked and flickered, but couldn't stab into his asshole. Frank's frenzied thrusts made it impossible for her to aim precisely, his hips rocking as much as they were driving. Frank enjoyed it just the same, each moist lick encouraging him to pump all the faster.
His mouth jumped from one of Amber's succulent tits to the other, his tongue stroking, his lips nibbling, his hands squeezing her mounds.
Amber's hands caressed Frank's arms as his mouth played over her chest. She rocked back and forth in front of him as her hips repeatedly plunged the dildo deeply into Crystal's snatch. Then her smile faded, her eyes closed, and Frank sensed she was approaching orgasm.
Crystal was a ball of fire beneath them. Every bit of her body was on the move. Her head was raised to keep her mouth near Frank's advancing and retreating crack. Her hips pumped and circled around the stabbing dildo, her feet were on the bed to put power behind her lunges. But Frank loved the action of her hands the best. Pressing her tits with wonderful pressure, she rolled her breasts all over his thrusting prick. His steely erection was smothered in sumptuous flesh, her rolling tits drawing fluids out of his flaming knob.
Frank's climax rose swiftly. He knew Amber was close to eruption and wondered how close Crystal might be. He also wondered if they could somehow manage a simultaneous, triple orgasm. He wanted to know what it would be like to have three bodies exploding all at once. The power of such a wondrous act would probably toss them right out of the bed.
Frank felt sure he could guide his own blasting climax, but he didn't have an inkling as to how to control the two women so exquisitely stimulating him. With obvious pleasure surrounding all three of them, he didn't even make the suggestion. It was probably too much to ask for anyway.
Frank lifted his mouth off Amber's tits, letting it hang open to moan the pleasure surrounding his stroking dick. His orgasm was now filling his cock, his load closing in on eruption.
Crystal no longer attacked his ass, her head tossing on the bed in the throes of her own ecstatic pleasures. And Amber's head was thrown back as she prepared to release her honey all over the base of the strapped-on dildo. Each of them was racing nearer to the moment of climax.
Frank jabbed his prick more harshly, quickening his pace to reach the same level of joy as the body in his hands and the body filling his crotch. His dick stroked smoothly and cum inched further up his gliding tube.
Amber suddenly screamed and Frank knew her time had come. He roughly squeezed each of her stiffened nipples to further stimulate her spewing juices. He looked into her crotch, but all he could see was the thrusting dildo. Her hips quivered and there was no doubting the force behind her releasing orgasm. It took several moments for her hips to stop quivering.
"Oh, honey, do that some more!" Crystal demanded. "Wiggle it like that again. I felt that all the way up to my stomach! Ahhhh, I'm so close. Ram it in and twist it around. My pussy's on fire. Fuck me, Amber, fuck me hard!"
Amber took a deep breath and increased the speed and the force behind her thrusting hips. Frank felt Crystal's body jar beneath him as Amber rakishly drove the dildo deeply into Crystal's begging interior.
Amber lengthened her strides, pulling her hips further back before forcefully plowing back between Crystal's quaking legs. Crystal's knees collapsed on the bed as if all her strength had suddenly vanished. Amber's new-found power must have been devastating to Crystal's system, her body sliding up and down the bed beneath Amber's ramrodding drives.
Frank just coasted, Crystal's body so active he didn't have to do a thing to maintain the glorious feelings circulating through his throbbing cock.
But his speeding dick was stopped in its tracks when Crystal's hands smashed her tits firmly against it, trapping his rod. Even with all the jelly smeared in her cleavage, the power behind her grip held his cock motionless. He knew immediately it was Crystal's moment of glory.
She whimpered around her orgasm, her cries coming in jerking spurts. Frank was flopped up and down as her body released her fluids onto the plunging dildo. Amber didn't stop her thrusting drives, and Crystal wildly thrashed her hips around the rigid and impaling rubber toy. The two women attacked with such fevered gusto that Frank had all he could do to stay upright.
Crystal's release spurred Amber on to even greater speed, the dildo stroking and wobbling as Amber lost control of her hips. Had Frank not known better, he would have thought the two of them had cum at the very same time. Whatever the dildo was doing to Amber's pussy, she obviously enjoyed it tremendously, her body as active as Crystal's.
The two gradually settled until there was no movement at all. Only Crystal's gasping lungs kept motion alive on his cock. Not to be outdone, Frank shot his hips back into action, Crystal's grip on her tits lessened to allow his cock to once again glide along her slippery channel.
As Frank pumped his dick between her tits, he watched Amber pull the dildo out of Crystal's cunt. The slow extraction seemed to last forever, the dildo looking to be endless. It slipped out with a loud slurp and a gurgle, the rubber covered with shimmering liquids. Frank's hands lowered to Crystal's hips as Amber pulled away, sitting on the bed to watch Frank fuck between Crystal's billowing breasts.
With his hands locked onto her hips, sumptuous power returned to his thrusts. He rapidly drove his prick to the brink of climax. He kept his hips angled to smash his cockhead against her breast bone before it slid along her slippery skin. Knocking his knob against her body sent devastating chills through his groin. He began to pant in lusty, breathy gasps.
It wouldn't be much longer. His cock was thickened by burning cum and the familiar itch in his jostling balls could mean only one thing. Crystal began circling her hands, her boobs rubbing over the blazing flesh of his thrusting spear. His dick twitched with the added stimulation. His knob screamed from all the sensitivity dancing over its tight flesh, and yet his cum refused to fly. He stroked harder, faster, rapidly panting with his extra exertion.
Crystal's hands moved to the bottoms of her breasts, lifting them, letting his cockhead poke out between them. Her hot skin rubbed the rim of his flared knob, and the tingling in his crotch was overpowering. The itching in his balls intensified, and fire crawled up his stroking tube.
He felt every bit of his cum's advance. A few strokes later, his dick shot a steady, white stream of spunk onto Crystal's stomach. His load blasted down to her cunt, pearly drops of jizz dotting her bright red hair. He continued to jam his rod between her heavenly breasts, loving the feel of her soft flesh as he glided his erupting cock between her tits. Spurt after spurt of thick cream blasted from his knob and plopped onto her body. His dick covered her flesh with circular gobs of fiery cum.
Crystal released her tits when the last of his load had escaped his cock. His dick popped up into the air. With the third and final orgasm achieved, Frank lifted away from her body and stretched out on the bed.
"Now that was fun," Crystal said to sum up their evening.
"It's the best dessert I've ever had!" Frank added, propping himself up.
Amber had removed the dildo and it laid on the bed, a cock without a body, a toy that had served its purpose.
"If you'll excuse me," Crystal said, slipping from the bed, "I've got a bit of a mess to clean off my belly."
She headed into the bathroom. "Guess we should get dressed," Frank said.
"You're a real sweetheart," Amber said, leaning over to kiss him tenderly. "Thanks for understanding. I mean about Crystal and me."
"Live and learn," he said softly. "And I sure have learned a lot tonight! I have to admit I didn't instantly accept this idea of you sleeping with somebody else. But I think this is going to work out fine."
He pulled her into his arms and kissed her passionately to show he had now fully accepted the whole affair.
"Okay, you two love birds. Want to talk some business? You've got girls to hire," Crystal said, reaching for her robe.
"Yeah, let's look at those videos again and you can make some recommendations."
CHAPTER SEVEN
Based on Crystal's recommendations, Amber began setting up auditions for several girls Crystal hadn't seen in a while. Meanwhile, Frank got busy with arranging the remodeling. The first step was to find some financing. Fortunately, he was on good terms with the bank and was able to secure a line of credit to pay for it all.
"Your first audition's all set," Amber said when Frank got back from the bank. "Mira Chung will be here at three o'clock."
"Today? What do I do?"
"Meet her, look her over, get her name and address, watch her strip, and say good-bye. Since you'll be seeing a lot of girls, you'd better take some notes so you can remember who's who and who did what. That's really all there is to it."
"You make it sound so easy. How will I know if they're any good?"
Amber laughed. "Come on, Frank! You're a man, and these are strippers! If they turn you on, then they're good."
"Oh, yeah. I can judge their performance by the size of my erection."
"I guess that would work. Now, don't forget. She'll be here at three. My boom box is in your office, and you're all set. I'll see you tomorrow."
"Where are you going? Aren't you going to be here?"
"No. My washer died, and the repairman's coming over this afternoon to fix it. You don't need me, anyway. Relax, Frank. You'd think you were the one auditioning!"
"I guess you're right. It's really no big deal. I just watch her strip and decide from there. Simple."
"Simple," Amber repeated. "Now, I've got to go. I'll see you tomorrow."
She turned and left the office before Frank could ask any more questions. He decided he was making a mountain out of a mole hill and busied himself in the office. Still, he was a little nervous as he waited for Mira to arrive.
The knock on the delivery entrance door came promptly at three o'clock. Punctuality, at least, sat in her favor. Frank opened the door to discover a beautiful Asian woman.
"Mr. Mason?" she asked.
"Yes. Please, come in. Mira, right?"
"Yes, sir."
Frank showed her into the office. "Is this enough room?" he asked.
"Yes, I think so, Mr. Mason."
"Please, my name's Frank. Make yourself comfortable," he said, offering her a seat on the sofa bed. He grabbed a notepad and a pen from his desk, handing it to her. "I need your name, your address, and the best way to get in touch with you."
Mira smiled up at him as she took the notepad. Frank studied her features as she provided the required information. He thought she was pretty.
Mira got up from the sofa and handed Frank the notepad, then she moved to the center of the room. "I brought a tape, or I can just take off my clothes, whichever you prefer. I have very nice titties, and I cut my cunt hairs to make my pussy look bigger. I don't think your customers will be disappointed."
"I'm sure they won't be." Frank hesitated, taken aback by her bluntness. "Your English is very good," he mumbled, lacking anything better to say.
"I was born and raised in New York. I may look Korean, but I'm very much American. Shall I dance and strip, or just strip?"
Frank was truly stunned by her forwardness. This woman didn't beat around the bush. He found her very attractive and decided he wanted to see her entire performance. "Since you'll be dancing in the club, I think I'd like to see you dance now."
Mira removed her tape from her purse and slipped it into the boom box. She adjusted the volume and moved sexily to the center of his office. Her body moved gracefully in time to the music, her hips swaying seductively, her hands playing up and down her body.
Frank felt familiar stirrings in his crotch as he watched her erotic performance. And they strengthened as clothes began to peel off her smooth, dark skin. The longer she danced, the more aroused he became. She was good, very good in fact. She had him excited and had yet to reveal her tits or her pussy.
Still half-clothed, Mira came around the desk and pulled Frank out of his chair. She led him by his shirt collar, moving him to the front of the desk. She sat him down on the edge, slowly backed away, and got serious about showing him what she had to offer.
She bared her chest so skillfully that Frank had yet to see her tits even though there were no clothes to cover them. Her hands and her arms moved rhythmically over her torso, allowing glimpses of her rounded breasts without revealing them in their entirety. Her performance was a practiced tease, and Frank's dick responded accordingly, lengthening down his pants leg.
When Mira finally displayed her tits, Frank very much liked what he saw. They were small, but temptingly firm and smooth. Large, dark brown nipples stared back at his lusting eyes, and Frank couldn't help but long for a taste of her flesh.
Wearing nothing but high heels and a g-string, Mira was the epitome of desire. Bending over to show him the smooth curves of her ass, the darkness between her legs brought his cock to full, pounding erection. And when she finally kicked off her shoes and peeled off her g-string, Frank could hardly stand the ache in his groin.
Staring at the black triangle of hair in her crotch, Frank's dick drooled into his underwear. He shifted on the desk, but that didn't relieve one bit of the throbbing need in his pulsing hard-on.
Mira kept dancing, Frank kept shifting on the desk, and sexual excitement sizzled in the air.
Then Frank suddenly found himself pulled off the desk and held in a strong embrace, his body leaned over to place them face to face, their mouths seeking, finding, their tongues colliding and caressing. The intensity of sexual craving took him by surprise, but he didn't try to stop it. His dick thumped madly in his pants, and Mira backed them up toward the sofa.
Mira tore at his clothes, their hands investigating the curves and muscles of each other's body. Desire raced through him like a runaway freight train, shattering any thought of resistance. He briefly thought about Amber, but it was a brief thought indeed. He was about to discover the exquisite charm of an Asian woman, and his standing erection couldn't wait to slide into her pussy.
Naked and excited, Frank tossed the cushions off the sofa and turned it into a bed. He stared at the loveliness of the nude body before him, and couldn't wait to fuck her. His arms closed around her, pressing her close to his heated physique.
Her body was soft to the touch, yet muscles rippled beneath his hands as he let them wander over the gentle contours of her sexy figure. He had no experience with the entrancing beauty of an Asian woman, and eagerly wanted to know if sex with her would be different than with any other. Her snatch appeared so angular and harsh against the purity of her skin that Frank could only hope he'd find her pussy lush and caressing on the inside. Just seeing her naked had his cock as staunch and as proud as it had ever been.
Mira smiled as she gazed at Frank's lanky body, as her hands ran over his slender frame, feeling his skin from shoulders to groin. Her hands glided so gently, so sensuously, that Frank's sturdy and throbbing prick trembled beneath her tender examination.
Mira gently played with his body, and Frank loved the attention. They remained standing for a good long while, lustily viewing what each of them wanted. Their playful petting, kissing, caressing, and fondling had Frank's insides churning.
He maneuvered them onto the bed, Mira on the bottom, him on top. She had him so turned on, so wonderfully stimulated that it took all his effort to keep from ramming into her cunt, with his steel hard erection. The surging power inside his pulsing rod shot wild fantasies through his body. His mind blazed with images of animal lust. But Frank somehow controlled his rampant desires and made love to Mira's body instead, struggling all the while to keep his dick from plowing into her pussy with Herculean force.
He inched down to suckle on her tasty mounds, to circle her rising nipples with his lashing tongue. His sturdy cock pressed firmly into her thigh, nudging, rubbing itself in a stimulating tease that brought warm liquids pouring out onto her soft, tensing flesh.
Her leg moved against his cock. Her back raised and lowered her breasts against his face, his hands clasped to their sides to hold them around his devouring mouth. His tongue licked and his lips sucked to savor the heavenly flavors of her sponge-like tits.
Mira's hands raced up and down his back, his sides, his arms, her touch devilishly light and arousing. His flesh tingled, his skin alive with rapturous desire.
But Frank couldn't stand any more foreplay and introduced his drooling cockhead to the steamy cunt that sat so tantalizingly close to his dick. His body anxiously skimmed over hers, the few hairs populating his chest brushing over her protruding mounds, her nipples poking lightly into his pecs. Quivering excitement rocked his body as his moist and swollen cockhead touched her furry sex lips.
The radiating heat from her parting pussy transferred to his steely erection in sensual waves. Her hands closed onto his rock-hard rod, and Frank languished beneath a sudden rush of boiling blood that seared the base of his raging hard-on. His shaft swelled between her fingers as she guided his boner into her dark, mysterious cave.
Her pussy's slender lips folded around his fully engorged knob, holding it tenderly, wrapping the end of his cock in sumptuous flesh that molded moistly around his aching member. Her legs tensed and relaxed to nibble her pussy on his excited head, chewing on his dick until even more fluid poured out of his knob and into her working gash. His cockhead lightly brushed against her doorway to buried treasure, and Frank felt ready to faint.
The sensitivity galloping along his burning shank demanded every bit of his will power to keep from driving forward, to stop his cock from fulfilling its quest for total consumption. For some reason, Frank found Mira's body too awesomely divine to simply fuck. Her beauty asked to be loved. And even though cum was already rising out of his balls, his inner voice told him the secret to her charms lay in a slow and steady rhythm.
Frank bit his lower lip as he slowly inched his shaft inside her pussy, feeding her just his reddened head. Her opening expanded around his sloping knob, bathing it, gripping it gently, her pussy slipping over the rim of his corona to close tightly onto the start of his lengthy shaft. Her cunt held his cock, his knob sumptuously buried in her hot interior. His dick pounded. His cockhead lounged where the rest of him longed to be.
Her hands released his cock and left him free to control the action, to set the pace. She rested her palms on his butt, her fingertips slipping into his ass crack, her pressure slight but encouraging. Frank knew she wanted his cock to climb inside her twat, so in he went. Slowly. Inch by inch. Steadily without stopping. A single glide up her receptive channel.
Every bit of his cock's taut skin responded to the ecstasy of her warm interior. His dick reached out to touch the luscious walls of her velvety box, and Frank fought to control the rate of his progress. He set a slow pace to allow his dick an intimate appraisal of her Far Eastern beauty. This was his first piece of Asian snatch, and he wanted to discover any and all charms possessed by her hugging cunt. Even though his climax steadily grew, Frank refused to give in to his urge for a faster fuck.
He began to slowly stroke between her gripping walls, walls which clasped his cock and washed his gliding dick. His balls were loose and full between her legs. They rubbed against the bed as his cock slipped back to place his knob between her kissing cunt lips, rolling forward as he stroked upwards into her clasping interior.
Being so much taller than her, Frank couldn't lower his face to her tits as his needy dick thrusted into her pussy. His hands pressed against her shoulders as she kissed and licked his chest. At the same time, her fingers played up and down the crack of his ass. That added stimulation increased the speed of his driving dick in spite of his desire to keep his thrusting at a snail's pace.
Cum quickly filled his cock with the faster pace of his strokes. He didn't think her pussy was different from any other, but the size of her box was driving him wild. Her interior wasn't large enough to take every bit of his thrusting stake, her cunt stretching around his pole each time his cockhead knocked into her pliable back wall. Her flesh tightened around his rod on each inward drive, her moist tissues molding like cellophane to his charging knob. His shaft twitched every time his head banged into her.
His prick was on fire from the stimulation produced by stretching her flesh around his poking spear. And his mounting excitement wouldn't let him slow down to enjoy the feeling to the fullest.
Frank did his best to suppress his orgasm, but the tight fit of her cunt told him he resisted in vain. Cum had already reached the head of his erection, and the mightiest barricade would have been useless against its powerfully driving force. Frank plunged into her snatch with greater vigor, deciding resistance was futile.
His ass pummeled her pussy, beating his balls against her legs. His dick blazed with the fire of ejaculation, and although he still desperately wanted to slow his fevered pace, he was helpless beneath the demands of his swirling orgasm. He quickly buried himself deeply inside her twat, making sure every inch of his ready-to-blast cock was securely held by her grasping cunt.
He jerked his hips to swirl his dick inside her pussy, barely stroking his flaming muscle. His cockhead scraped deliciously against her satiny walls and that was enough to produce his climax. He was astonished by the power behind his eruption after such a relatively short fuck.
Great gobs of thick cream forced their way along his shaft, rippling his skin as his load plowed up the tiny tube in the center of his cock. His blasting cum beat against the back of her pussy, rocking her hips beneath him. Frank grunted his pleasure, surrendering to the ecstatic sensations claiming his body as his jizz splattered her insides. He released a healthy load of flying spunk inside her hot, sucking, and welcoming cunt. His hips trembled as he unleashed shot after shot of liquid fire into her twat. He filled her cave to overflowing, his cock burning and itching.
Frank felt sad when his climax came to an end, but not disappointed. His cock drizzled the last of his discharge, and Frank released a huge sigh of contentment.
His dick remained hard when it finally finished spitting, his body sweaty and covering Mira like a blanket. She kissed between his little nipples, licking sweat from his chest, nipping at his flesh in playful bites.
He panted atop her, his eyes closed, his rod as firm as steel and still buried inside her cum-filled cunt. His balls ached in drained delight, rolling between her shifting legs. Mira sensuously plied her pussy around his twitching tool. Frank was about to slip out of her hot interior when Mira took charge.
She rolled him onto his back, his cock held by her gripping lips. Her walls felt as soft as lamb's wool as her feet nudged his legs together, her knees clenching tightly to his hips. She began to ride his rigid prick, her pussy gliding up and down his shaft in swift strokes. She was well-lubricated by his deposit of cum, and her soaring efforts quickly had their crotches frothing.
She raced over his cock like a woman striving for immediate orgasm. She pounded her pussy against his groin, his pubes pummeled into a flattened mat. Her attack was fevered, her torso stretching back to angle his dick toward his balls, to press his rod firmly against the front of her bouncing cunt. Her hips drove her pussy over his cock in furious licks.
Up and down she rode, rocking at the top of her stroke to slam his sensitive cockhead into her sweltering walls. Frank was taken on a mad romp into the delightful depths of wanton sex. One hand squeezed around the base of his dick. She worked far more aggressively than he had even thought of working her.
Frank stared into his crotch, at her black triangle traveling along his sturdy length. Her hand had his cock red, the veins on his shaft popping out and shifting as her pussy claimed his lengthy manhood. Her body had stretched itself so far back that her ass never left his balls. Because of her body's angle and the fierce grip of her hand, her pussy was unable to reach all the way down to his thickened base. But her fucking even half his standing stake was wildly exciting, intense electricity charging through his flesh. The searing fire in his cock was so debilitating that he couldn't even pump his hips. He rocked beneath her, a helpless slave to her carnal desires.
Writhing beneath the carnal assault on his tender tool, he wasn't prepared for Mira's sudden change. She released his rod and threw herself forward, placing herself on all fours, her body rocking and bobbing above him, her head bucking in a wild display of arousal. Frank's dick burned furiously as the released blood pounded through his shaft, and her pussy now claimed every bit of his long and throbbing rod. She drove herself from the very top to the very bottom of his dick, and Frank felt his second orgasm gain momentum.
Mira was fucking his brains out, and Frank loved every second of it. She screwed her pussy onto his steely girder with lightning speed, fucking for all she was worth. She lunged at his body with wanton speed, a woman in a hurry to reach orgasm.
Frank tried to raise his head far enough to get his tongue on her jiggling tits. But that was impossible. For the first time in his life, Frank hated his height. Her furious pace teased his mouth without offering any hope of his grasping her swinging tits between his lips. His head fell back to the bed in frustration. He'd have to let his hands have the pleasure that his mouth could not. He reached out and took a breast into each one.
His fingers couldn't do much more than hang on as the fire in his crotch neared intolerance. Her pussy gave no time for the heat to escape before it descended in another stroke of claiming flesh, flesh that swamped his cock in her boiling fluids. Her pussy flowed with volcanic lava that steadily raised the temperature in his groin. Sweat beaded up on his chest as his breathing turned to desperate gasps.
Cum had returned to his cock. The feeling overpowered any other desires, and Frank's arms fell back to the bed. He lay beneath her and let her fuck him, let her ride his cock to another blasting climax.
Mira squealed and screeched above him. Frank assumed her orgasm was coming closer and closer to torching his rod. She altered her activity atop his towering pole, twisting and turning each time she raised her pussy to the head of his ample length. He delightedly suffered beneath the renewed sensitivity in his knob as she increased the speed of her devouring hips.
But even this change wasn't enough for Mira. Her knees slipped away from his sides, her body lowering, her cunt sliding all the way down his shaft, his cockhead once again stretching her box completely. She rocked more than stroked, his dick standing straight, his shaft spiraling within her playful pussy. His nuts flopped against his thighs with her new maneuvers, and his shaft trembled in excitement.
Her jiggling breasts presented a dazzling sight for his eyes, but Frank didn't have the strength to reach out and play with her tempting tits. His tongue circled around his open mouth as he remembered their delectable flavor, but remember was all he could do.
Frank found the situation to be much to his liking, to be taken, to lie back and let Mira control his cock. He didn't do a thing, letting his body flop around his impending eruption. His hips bounced only from the power of Mira's tantalizing thrusts. What jerking his cock did inside her cunt was totally involuntary and totally wonderful.
He didn't always know when Amber reached her orgasm, suspecting she sometimes faked it, but he sure knew when Mira reached hers! Her body shook and trembled around his stake, her head a shaking mop of swinging hair. But that's not what let him know for sure. His dick was suddenly surrounded by a fiery sea. Her mighty release was so intensely hot that it felt like five.
He screamed at the searing heat of her release, then matched it with his own spray of spewing cum. The collision of dual orgasms was incredibly erotic, fireworks and stars dancing in his brain. A volcano had erupted in his crotch, sending a tidal wave of pleasure to consume his fevered flesh in a drowning river of streaming passion.
While his blasting climax wasn't as large as before, it felt better than the first because of Mira's simultaneous release. There was so much cum swirling in her cunt, his dick had no room to maneuver, even if he had the strength to maneuver it.
Their screams gradually subsided into rapid gasps as their orgasms ran their course. Mira fell onto the bed when both of their bodies had been drained. Her beautiful chest heaved, and her stomach undulated rhythmically in reaction to their lusty fuck. Frank smiled over at her, his eyes dreamy and heavy. He rolled over, lowered his head, and kissed her sensuous mouth. It seemed the natural thing to do.
"Well?" she asked as his mouth pulled away from her lips. "Do I get the job?"
"I can almost guarantee it!"
He reached over to place his arm around her narrow waist, but Mira slipped off the bed. That was apparently all she wanted to hear.
Frank watched her sensuous body wiggle back into her clothes. He found it hard to accept the fact that he was just another fuck, but it seemed that was all he was.
"I'll give you a call when we're ready to open," he said to her back, Mira heading out the door.
"Thank you, Mr. Mason," she said, stopping in the doorway, looking over her shoulder and shooting him a sexy wink.
Frank stretched out on the bed and played with his soft cock. Her smell was all around him, and he decided he liked these auditions. Yes, indeed, he liked them a lot.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Frank decided not to tell Amber about the entire audition with Mira. He simply told her that he wanted to hire her, and left it at that. Luckily, she didn't press him for details.
His next audition was with Christina Cherry. She had made an early evening appointment, after happy hour and before she had to go to work at her current job. Frank waited in his office, and waited and waited. Christina was very late and Frank decided she wasn't going to show.
He was about to grab some dinner when the door to his office flew open and slammed shut. He jumped at the sudden outburst, startled half out of his skin. His eyes practically popped out of his head as Frank stared down the barrel of a gun. The revolver was pointed straight at his head.
The figure behind the gun was dressed in black from head to foot, including a ski mask which completely hid the robber's face. He assumed the bar was being robbed, and meant to fully cooperate. He was surprised to discover tits in the black shirt, his thief obviously female.
"Get up, mister," she commanded with great authority, her voice low, her tone deadly serious. "No quick moves. Come over here, and turn some music on."
Frank found her request for music extremely strange, but moved around the desk just the same. He slipped a tape into the boom box, and it finally dawned on him who this was. It had to be Christina, but she seemed so serious that he remained somewhat nervous. Besides, the gun was still pointing in his direction. And it was entirely possible that she wanted the music to cover the sound when she shot him. That thought really made him nervous.
"Okay, drop your pants. Better yet, take everything off."
Frank stared at the gun. He didn't understand why a robber would want him naked, even a female robber. "I don't have much money, but you can-"
"Shut up!" she interrupted. "One more peep outta you and it's curtains. Now get your fucking clothes off!"
Frank quickly stripped, his eyes on the gun the entire time he undressed. When he stood in just his shorts, he was hesitant to bare his flaccid manhood.
"I'm not going any further until you tell me what you want," Frank said defiantly. "I demand to know-"
"Just shut up and get those fucking shorts off!
Show me your dick."
He decided not to argue and stepped out of his underwear. He straightened up, his dick limp. Just to be safe, he brought both hands into his crotch to cover his cock and hanging balls.
"Put your hands on your head and sit on the sofa," she barked.
Frank moved his hands to the top of his head, his lengthy dick on full display. He moved his legs into a wider stance, which allowed his nuts to swing freely between his thighs, a move meant to, hopefully, switch her thoughts to sex. A decadent thrill raced through his groin with his naked body exposed to this stranger's stare.
"On the sofa," she repeated.
Frank backed up and sat down, spreading his legs to keep his crotch in full view. The moment his ass hit the cushions, the gun was placed on the desk and the woman began to move in time to the music.
Frank watched her dance and knew it had to be Christina. All this was apparently her way of getting the job. He relaxed into the sofa and watched her performance.
She first removed the ski mask to reveal her pretty features, her blonde hair tumbling to her shoulders. She swayed and rocked in front of him, clothes slowly leaving her body. This was Christina all right, or at least some stripper, because she had all the right moves.
Frank watched Christina's eyes caress his flesh as she danced, and a wave of heat followed her penetrating gaze. When her stare rested in his crotch and her shirt fell away from her naked breasts, Frank presented her with a semi-erection, his dick lifting away from his balls, filling with blood, swelling beneath her devouring look.
It wasn't long before Christina was completely naked, her pussy prancing around the office, her tits swaying on her chest. She was actually more of a dancer than a stripper, her clothes coming off much too quickly to be arousing. But what lay beneath them was arousing enough, and she knew exactly how to show off her body to the best advantage.
Frank still didn't understand why he was naked when the music came to an end. Before the next song started. Christina stood between his legs, her eyes in his crotch, her hands reaching out to him. "Dance with me," she said softly.
Frank dutifully obeyed, his hands taking hers as he lifted himself off the sofa. He pressed his body next to hers, his half-hard cock nudging her cunt. They slowly moved around the office, and Frank wondered if he was going to get to fuck every girl he auditioned. He didn't have a problem with that.
In the middle of the song, Christina broke their embrace. She turned him around, steered him closer to the desk, and gently pushed on his back. He leaned over, his hands planted on the edge.
He watched her feet place themselves between his parted legs, his hairy crack spread behind him.
She knelt down, her hands skimming his thighs, reaching for his butt to pull his cheeks apart. Frank experienced a very odd feeling at having a stranger stare up his ass, a stranger so close to his crack that she could count every hair. And at the same time, it was exciting and stimulating, his cock rising to full erection.
Her thumbs sat next to his asshole, moving around to change the shape of his tightly puckered circle. Frank was thrilled when she licked up his crack, her tongue pressing firmly against his flesh. After one long swipe at his backside, she targeted his hole, her tongue racing around the rim of his pit. It was warm and wet and sent a chill rushing up his spine.
She kissed up and down his valley before returning to suck on his opening, her tongue darting in and out of his tight anal ring. She lavished moisture on his trembling butt, making her entry more easily accomplished. His natural reaction was to block her advance and no amount of concentration would relax the muscles in his clenching globes. And Frank wanted to relax for her, wanted to fully enjoy her fucking tongue.
She pulled her face out of his crack and pressed one finger against his hole. His opening had been so sufficiently wetted that she slipped right in, her finger entering his butt. One forceful grunt accompanied her intrusion, his asshole bearing down on her invading prong. She poked and probed inside his ass, the feeling hot and surprisingly to his liking.
He had taken Amber's tongue up his ass, but never anything larger. Christina's finger felt extremely odd as it wriggled around inside him. Frank hoped she'd replace her finger with her tongue again, that muscle softer and more desirable.
She stroked along his tunnel, and he gradually relaxed his gripping muscles as he became more accustomed to being fucked. Just when he was beginning to enjoy the warming sensations skittering around his ass, she slipped out and reached between his legs to grab his nuts. She held them, rolled them around, then stretched them downwards.
When she again let his balls swing between his legs, Frank couldn't keep his hands from stroking his throbbing hard-on. He stood up and turned around, cock in hand, his ass tingling.
"Let's move to the sofa," she purred.
Frank let his erection sway in his crotch as he walked over to the couch. He stretched out on the cushions, lying on his back, waiting for Christina to join him. She moved next to him, staring down at his naked body. Then she climbed on top of him, straddling his chest.
She leaned over and whispered in his ear. "Let me tie you up, baby. It'll be fun."
Frank wasn't so sure. "I don't have any rope," he said.
"That's okay. I do."
Christina climbed off his body and opened the door to the office. She brought back a duffel bag, and Frank couldn't help but wonder what toys it might conceal.
She produced a coil of white, cotton rope and moved to one end of the sofa. "Give me your hands," she instructed.
Frank raised his arms above his head, and she held his wrists together with one hand while the other looped the rope. Apprehension ate at his mind as his hands became bound. He had never been tied up, and wasn't sure he should trust this stranger.
She secured the rope to the feet of the sofa, and Frank tried to separate his arms. They would barely move. He struggled, but he was held fast, his arms over his head, his hands useless. Helpless and vulnerable, his body lay at her mercy. Christina could do anything she wanted and there was no way for him to stop her. He felt truly naked, exposed in the most perilous way. His dick pounded on his stomach, his legs crossing over his nuts to protect the most critically delicate part of his anatomy.
He tried to relax, kept telling himself this was only a game. Christina was there for a job and she certainly wasn't going to harm him. But having his hands locked out of the action instilled a nagging doubt in his brain. He didn't always have to be in control, but this was something else. He wondered what sort of things she'd do to his body. But everything he thought of sounded extremely pleasurable. He uncrossed his legs to give her free access to his nuts, calmed his body, and waited for the action to begin.
Christina moved to his side and stood next to him in naked splendor. Tall and buxom, she had all the right curves in all the right places. Frank opened his legs to let his balls flop down to the cushions, easing the mounting pressure as he gazed up and down her gorgeous body. He also intended to send a clear message, that he was ready and willing for whatever she desired.
His heart beat faster as she stepped in closer. He didn't have any idea what she planned to do to his captured body, but whatever it was, she was about to do it.
She stretched herself out between his legs, her hot breath rising over his swollen dick. Her hand glided over his hip and stood up his throbbing cock, raising his cockhead into the air. Frank was so worked up, so aroused, that just her touch brought fluids oozing out of his knob. He suddenly became aware of a powerful climax already stirring, waiting to be prodded into release.
Christina came in to kiss up and down his stiffened muscle. His rod shook and trembled beneath her caressing lips, his shaft pressed between her fingers and her mouth. His knob pulsed while her other hand scooped up his nuts to gently fondle his hairy sac.
The fingers on his cock lowered to flatten his bushy hair against his abdomen, two fingers locked around his pounding base to keep his dick standing. His stomach undulated as his hairs tickled his skin beneath the light touch of her active fingers. His body filled with tingling excitement, his mind drifting beneath the delirious sensations scampering over his flesh.
His thrilling excitement was topped by her hot mouth descending over his throbbing knob. He expelled a long, deep breath as his cockhead slipped into her humid cave, the feelings in his dick accelerated beyond expression. His legs began to tremble when her moist lips closed around his girth and slid down his length, his knob gliding along her curling tongue to slip into her gripping throat. His thighs tensed tightly to halt the trembling in his legs. He gritted his teeth, air whistling through them as he sucked in his breath. His eyes squeezed shut from the intense pleasure consuming his cock.
He didn't understand why the simple act of her mouth covering his cock felt so immeasurably better than ever before. Perhaps it had something to do with his hands locked above his head. Whatever the reason, Frank's hips rocked in ecstasy.
Christina held his dick deliciously, keeping it locked inside her throat, her lips chewing on his flesh. Then she pulled off slightly, the tip of her tongue flicking across his tender head. Juices poured out of his cock hole in a steady stream. His thick vein pumped more blood into his knob as she continued to beat her tongue against his flowing hole. He barely noticed the massaging of his balls, his cock capturing every bit of his attention.
He was almost thankful when her mouth slid up and off his aching organ, the pressure built up inside it was given a chance to subside. He reached out to play with his stimulated dick, to help satisfy its galloping urges. He was instantly reminded that he was bound to the sofa, and became aware of his helplessness once more.
Yanking on the rope, his hands yearning to grab the back of her head and force her fully down his cock, the sofa bounced beneath his struggling activity. But Christina didn't need his hands. Her face lowered back over his crotch and she earnestly sucked on his cock to heighten his lusty desire. Her actions made it all the more frustrating for his hands.
Right in the middle of her devouring attack, she abandoned his dick yet again. She let it flop onto the flat plane of his stomach, and lowered between his legs. One nut slipped between her lips, her tongue slowly rolling his egg within her bathing mouth. Then she began to suck, drawing his tender rock deeper inside her, her lips chomping on his stretching sac. Her hands raced over his heated flesh, digging around in his crotch and lower stomach, then glided down to stroke along the insides of his thighs. His body erupted in flopping rapture, his hips pumping, his legs quivering beneath her tickling fingertips. Having his balls sucked was a stimulating experience he could tolerate forever.
Christina exchanged one nut for the other, increasing the pressure on his rolling oval. Her hands gripped and dug at his muscles, matching the power behind her fantastic mouth. His entire body became erect, every fiber pumped full of hot blood, every muscle tensing into steel hardness.
His flopping eased into more precise moves, his hips thrusting in a steady rhythm to rub his cockhead against his hairy stomach, his ass clenching and relaxing. His muscles worked together to keep his climax building in spite of the lack of direct action on his needy dick.
Christina released his nut, his wet skin falling between his legs to send a cold chill rushing down his thighs. She returned to his cock, her lips gliding along his slippery length. Frank raised his head to watch her lick his dick, the sight arousing him further. She closed around his pointing knob, then flew down his towering length, her tongue tickling the sensitive skin on his fully engorged bulb before traveling along his shaft. The sensation was divine, her mouth was divine, and Frank let his eyes close in ecstasy.
She stroked up and down his fevered flesh only a few more times before his poor dick was abandoned yet again. Christina switched positions. She straddled his crotch, her brown-haired pussy hovering above his stretched out dick. Obviously, she was not a natural blonde.
She straightened his pole and teased its slippery end with her bush, her hand brushing his glistening head across her mound. His hips automatically jerked away each time her hair tickled his knob. But Frank held his hips steady when she introduced his rod to her slit, rocking his cock back and forth between her curly-haired lips. Her pussy folded around his knob and caressed it with silky softness. Finally, she stopped teasing, placing his cock in perfect position for penetration. His cock's tiny hole sat against hers, his hips anxious to drive his spear deep into her pussy.
She lowered over his stake, her hand removed to clear the way for her descending snatch. His dick glided up her cunt, her mouth having provided the lubrication, and he didn't stop until their pubic hairs mingled together. She swayed atop his stick to press his firmness all around her soft interior. Then she bounced her beautiful body along his pumping hard-on, his hips leaping into action.
She expertly rode his lunging rod, her hands buried in his chest to heighten the force behind her thrusts. Her position might be the same as Mira's, but her pussy was totally different. Frank had room to maneuver inside her box without stretching it the way he had done with Mira. His knob was caressed more than banged, and the feeling was just as good.
But Frank was suddenly consumed by the need to cum. His climax had reached the top of his tower and felt ready to erupt at any second. His hands struggled to reach for her hips, to grab on and slow her jabs. A decrease in speed would help stave off his approaching release. But his hands were forced to ball into fists instead, tied above his head and unable to guide the action.
"Slow down. Please," Frank begged. "I'm almost ready to shoot."
Christina slowed, her pussy releasing some of its grip. Frank's hips wobbled slightly as he, too, altered his stabbing pace at her tantalizing twat. He gracefully slid himself along her slippery canal, but his climax refused to lessen its intensity.
His balls bounced beneath his gliding strides and kept his prong filled with boiling cum. His orgasm teetered so close to the edge of eruption that there was nothing he could do to stop it. And Christina's swamping snatch only stimulated him further. She barely moved, but even that was enough to get him off.
Resigned to the fact that he was about to blast inside her cunt, he jabbed away, slamming his dick into her body, pulling back down to her clasping circle to immediately ram back up her flowing interior. He bounced himself up and down in beautiful bliss, rocking his cock within her loosened flesh.
Christina surprised him with a bursting orgasm, her hot fluids cascading over his plunging prick. Her pussy quivered around his stake, her lips gripping, his cock feeling the searing flames from her spewing depths.
Her jiggling and quaking cunt forced his cum out of his rod. Frank released his load, their cum colliding in a catastrophic clash that shook his body from head to toe. He stopped pumping, his dick no longer in need of help. Frank came and came, his prick sending giant gobs of pearly spunk up to meet Christina's gushing climax. Their liquids splashed around inside her box, swirling then clinging to his stable stick. He wasn't sure either of them would ever stop, their rivers rushing out of their depths with magnificent force.
Finally, her pussy settled and his cock calmed, though it stayed fully erect inside her cunt. Neither of them moved as they both basked in the wondrous joys of climax. Frank's flesh was so sensitive he couldn't even contemplate motion.
When she lifted off his cock, it remained hard as a rock, crashing into his abdomen with a juicy slap. She rushed from the sofa like she was late for an extremely important appointment. She looked back at Frank.
"How about that job?" she asked.
"Oh, yes! Oh, yes, the job is yours!"
Frank watched her get dressed and was sorry to see her cover up such a beautiful figure. She looked stunning in black, but he knew how much better she looked out of it.
"Hate to rush off," she said as soon as she was dressed, "but I have to get to work."
Frank jerked on the rope. "What about my hands!" he yelled as she raced toward the door. Christina stopped and returned to the sofa.
"Sorry, I forgot."
She untied his wrists and left him alone in his nakedness. She left the rope behind and Frank had an idea. He wondered if Amber had ever been tied up.
CHAPTER NINE
Frank went over to Amber's that night after closing the bar, and he brought the rope with him. She was already in bed when he arrived, and he tried not to wake her.
He slipped out of his clothes and quietly climbed into bed beside her. He studied her position, the rope clutched in one hand.
Amber was lying on her side, and he only had access to one of her wrists. He was still trying to figure out how he was going to get both hands tied without her waking, when she rolled onto her back.
"Hi, honey," she said groggily without opening her eyes.
Frank kissed her cheek and sent one hand out to explore her body. He wanted her to get used to his feeling around before he did his nasty deed.
He slowly moved one arm into position, her hand near the headboard. Then he moved her other arm, his free hand gliding over her boobs as though he was just trying to open them up for his gentle caresses. So far, so good.
"Give me a minute," Amber mumbled, rocking her chest beneath his fondling hand. "I'm still asleep."
Frank began to rub her arm with both hands, the rope coiled on the pillow. Then it was time for action.
He came around to straddle her stomach and stealthily tied the rope around one of her wrists. She didn't seem to notice what he was doing. Then he guessed at the length of rope he needed before securing her other wrist. Once that was accomplished, he looped the length of rope between her hands over the decorative knob in the center of the headboard. That woke her up.
But he already had her tied to the bed, bound securely and his for the taking. He sat back on her stomach and stared at his helpless captive.
"Frank Mason," she growled, "you untie my hands this minute!"
"No way!" Frank trembled with excitement as he worked on getting her out of her nightie. "Relax, honey, this is going to be fun."
She thrashed her legs and glared up at him.
"I wouldn't do that," he warned. "The more you move around, the more that rope is going to bite into your delicate little wrists. Just be a good girl and let Frankie undress you."
Her body settled down, but Frank could see the seething in her eyes. This was something she hadn't expected.
Frank suddenly encountered a problem he hadn't anticipated. He couldn't remove her nightie with her arms above her head. He gathered it beneath her chin the best he could. Her chest heaved as his fingers slipped over her naked breasts.
His fingers curled around her supple mounds, squeezing, causing her nipples to raise. She wriggled beneath him as he took one tiny peak between his thumb and forefinger, rolling and twisting until it firmed within his grip. She could protest all she wanted, but her body reacted to his touch just the same. Heat surged into his cock as he playfully massaged her chest, telling him he had additional urges to satisfy. His dick wanted to be covered by a wet pussy to douse the flames of lust, and Frank wasn't about to deny it.
He sidled down her body, lowering past her waist to discover she was wearing panties. But he also noticed that they were crotchless, worn in anticipation of his arrival, her blonde mound protruding in naked splendor. Her panties were made for fucking, and Frank was more than ready to do just that.
He inched back up to sit between her legs, pushing her knees apart. His anxious fingers rushed inside the opening in her panties, between her furry lips, and joyously played in her folds. Frank made certain her pussy was moist and ready for his mighty slab. Her flowing response to his probing fingers was evidence that her resistance had totally vanished. Her hips pumped against his hand, her pussy begging to be penetrated.
Then it struck him that he could do anything he wanted. With her hands secured above her head, Amber couldn't deny him any wish. While she had never stopped any of his actions in the past, her submissive position heightened his feeling of power and expanded his already expansive lust.
He removed his hand from her snatch, sucking her fluids from his fingers, and thought about what he'd do next.
He slipped his hands beneath her legs, raising them, forcing her knees up to her shoulders to lift her cunt into the air. He stretched out above her, his eyes and his dick consumed with passion. He had his choice of holes, both seductively sitting beneath his swaying balls and hardened cock. He wanted to plug them both, but knew his attraction to her pussy was stronger. That's where he'd begin. He'd save her ass for later.
He lowered into her open crotch and laid his sturdy erection into the crease of her soft and dampened nest. His excited body slid back as he pressed his length firmly against her furrow. He moved his dick down her gash until his swollen knob sat perfectly aligned with her pussy's hole, his throbbing cock angled to leap inside her cavern in a single thrust.
The power raging through his body overtook common sense and he slammed his dick into her tender twat. Amber screamed at his savage entry, her pussy forced to accept his ramming rod. Her body shuddered with the impact of his driving cockhead as he crashed into the back of her startled snatch.
She took a deep breath as Frank madly pounded his dick into her hot box, her body adopting the rhythm of his primitive love, her scream changed to the breathy sighs of heated passion. He hammered his steely cock up her widened gash in a rapid and jarring attack. It was quite unlike his normal approach to sex. Urgent needs turned his usually steady pace into furious thrusts, his body plunging in rakish abandon.
Amber's sighs quickened to short gasps as her pussy clutched ravenously at his long, ramrodding spear. He pelted her hole, slipping almost totally out of her pussy on his backward strides, then slamming his hips forward, trying to cram his entire crotch inside her sucking cunt. Her knees threw themselves onto his shoulders as his hands dug into the bed to strengthen the power behind his pummeling hips. Her heels bounced on his back as he steadily drove into her swamping interior.
He pounded himself deeper and deeper into her accepting box. His balls slapped joyously against her crotch, his knob forcing the back wall of her cunt to clasp around his charging steed. He reached more deeply into her fiery flesh than he had ever gone before.
The force of his new-found lust shot shivers of excitement down his blood-filled rod. He wanted to keep his cockhead against her blazing barrier, but enthusiasm changed his plan. His strokes lengthened, his cock slipping out of her clasping circle, his sensitive knob pressing against her tight hole before plowing back in. He forcefully shot between her dripping walls, crashing into her blocking cervix.
Her cunt contracted around his hard-driving dick on each of his downward thrusts, easing slightly on his retreat. Her pussy's maneuvers around his jamming force increased his pleasure, making him fuck all the harder to bury his full length inside her. The heavenly motion of her working snatch milked his creamy cum out of his flopping nuts. The power of her pussy brought his load into his expanding tube and fully packed the length and breadth of his burrowing dick.
Frank so enjoyed the fact that Amber was held helpless beneath him that he recklessly charged into her captive body, probing and balling her so hard that he shook the bed. He was possessed by power and applied it all to his thrusting rod. Amber hungrily accepted his lust, her juicy cunt opening and closing and biting at his urgent lunges.
Frank hurled his hard-on in lightning-quick jabs, plugging her pussy full of hot, searing meat, reaching for her belly, fucking her harder than he thought humanly possible. But his speedy pace rapidly drained his stamina. His legs were tensed so tightly behind his bobbing ass that they began to tremble. Frank felt her cunt close securely around his flailing cock as Amber hung on for a crude and ripping ride.
He was out of control. His rocketing hips wobbled his dick around inside her steaming box, knocking his cockhead from side to side. He mercilessly thrust at her flowing furrow. With her hips raised in the air, she couldn't fuck him back. Frank plowed into her over and over.
He circled his hips to grind and spiral his hot cock into her even hotter pussy. Around and around he turned, his cockhead careening between her wet and velvety walls. His twisting dick produced a tidal wave of cresting cum, his climax rising nearer to his digging knob. His blood burned in his veins and his eyes squeezed shut with the pressure built up in his body.
Frank realized the closeness of his orgasm, and his hips stopped circling with his dick planted halfway inside her. He froze his body, panting above her, his arms weak in their locked position. He prayed his orgasm would cooperate with his desire and slowly subside. He didn't want this euphoric session to end so quickly. But his climax had needs of its own and steadily rose.
He tensed his thighs and clenched his ass, forcing his energy into his crotch to resist eruption, to quiet the twitching in his resting spear. But the intense itch inside his buried organ signaled a rapidly approaching climax. He strained against it, gritting his teeth. His dick sat perfectly still and his orgasm gradually eased, lessening in intensity.
"Frank! Don't stop now," Amber pleaded beneath him, her voice trembling with desire.
She tried to work her body around him, but had little room to maneuver. All her actions centered in her pussy. She seemed desperate for his cum, her walls sucking on his sweet meat, tightening, easing, refusing to let his climax escape her.
Frank held his body as still as he could, but that didn't stop his cock from reacting to the heavenly motion of her active cunt. His shaft wiggled and throbbed in spite of himself, his body and his mind unable to control its stimulating activity.
He couldn't resist the charms of her cunt and resumed his thrusting. His energy was low, but his hips leapt into action. If she wanted his cum that badly, he was going to give it to her.
He fucked her in quick, short stabs. Fast. Lunging. Powerful. His cockhead flew between her clasping walls. His balls slapped against her ass. A few more strokes and he'd fill her greedy hole with hot, splattering fluids. His climax had already returned to its former strength, and there was no hope of stopping it.
Frank wished he knew how close Amber was to cumming, or if she was building an orgasm at all. He was terribly inept at predicting her eruptions, imitating a cock. He licked the entire length of her slot again and tickled her clit with a feathery touch of his tongue tip.
Then he got serious. He licked the hollows on each side of her crack. He started at her asshole and licked all the way around her pussy. He pushed the lips of her pussy toward the center with the tip of his tongue and licked up one side of her slit and down the other. Her blood-gorged lips stood out, luxuriant and succulent. He sucked each lip into his mouth and nibbled it gently. He spread her lips with the tip of his tongue and licked the center of her hot box. He kissed her clit, then started the process all over again.
Her body began to tremble and vibrate from the tip of her toes to the top of her head. Her ears roared as blood raced through her veins. Her heart thumped like a bass drum. Her nipples fattened and elongated even more. Her tits enlarged until she thought they might burst. Her clit protruded from its hood, loaded and primed, ready to fire. No one, not even Heather, had ever licked her pussy this way.
He continued to treat her pretty pussy to the tender loving until her body began to resonate like a plucked violin string. Then he went after her clit. He held the bloated stud firmly between his puckered lips and flicked his tongue over it lickety-split.
Her aroused body began to quiver and twitch intensely. She moaned and cooed and gasped continually. The more he licked, the harder her body vibrated and quickly reached its maximum pitch. He knew she was on the verge of a climax. He began to lick her clit, and all around the tumescent bud of fluttering flesh. He kept his tongue broad and soft and moving full tilt.
Nicole's body began to tremble and undulate vividly. Her orgasm started deep in her cunt, and quickly boiled to the surface. She expressed her shameless passion with a loud scream. She grabbed Tom's ears and held his mouth to her convulsing snatch as her orgasm tore her mind apart.
Tom licked her clit enthusiastically, driving her through her climax. He had to literally hang onto her legs to keep her from wriggling across the floor and getting away from him. When she stopped screaming and began to babble, he kissed her cunt all over.
He put her legs over his shoulders and rose to his knees. His cock jutted from his loins, stiffly erect, firm and solid. She lifted her head, reached down and gripped his shaft. He put his hand on top of hers, and together, they guided the head of his cock to the drenched opening of her cuntal sheath.
She gasped and cooed and squirmed as he steadily fed his cock into her greedy cunt. She wiggled and humped her ass impatiently, urging him to penetrate her quickly. He plunged his prick to the hilt, then leaned down and kissed her mouth.
The taste of her own pussy on his lips turned her on even more. She returned his kiss with licentious fervor. She softened her lips and worked them hungrily against his. She undulated her hips and thrust her tongue into his mouth.
He grabbed her and rolled over. She clung to him, her mouth on his, his cock buried to the hilt in her cunt. She crushed her lovely tits into his chest and squirmed on top of him. Her ass began to do a bump and grind as she fucked herself impetuously on about half of his meaty prong.
He pushed her up and kissed the tip of her nose. "Sit up and fuck me," he said. "I want to play with your pretty tits and watch your face when you cum."
She pushed herself erect and the rest of his prick slid into her cunt. The tip of his cock bumped the mouth of her womb and she gasped. She dropped her head and looked into her crotch. All she could see was their mingled pubic hair. Slowly, carefully, she lifted her ass until his cock came into view. She reached between her thighs to tickle his shaft and the tightly stretched lips of her pussy. Her fingers continued to dance as she raised her eyes to meet his, her face contorted with lust.
"Your pussy is so tight," he said. "Like a tight, slick fist wrapped around my cock."
She grinned and flexed her cunt muscles. "You like my pussy, huh?"
"I love it!"
She sank back down on his cock and rocked her hips. "Your cock is so big and thick. The head bangs my womb every time I move."
"Keep moving," he said. "Fuck me good."
"Oh, I intend to!" she hissed. "You haven't really fucked until you've had my pussy!"
She balanced herself with her hands on his chest and began to hump her ass slowly, getting the full sensation of his cock probing her depths. She began to hump harder and the end of his prick banged into her womb every time her cunt went all the way down. The salacious thrill made her gasp out loud. She stopped humping and slid her cunt about halfway up his rod. She rocked her hips from side to side, then began to rotate her ass in tight circles. She reamed her cunt intensely, stretching her tight sheath delightfully with his lusty tool.
"Oh, fuck, baby, your cunt feels so fucking good!" he said. "You sweet horny bitch, I had no idea your cunt would be so tight. How can you be so fucking tight? Your tight little cunt is incredible. I knew you were a hot little bitch the first time I saw you. I told myself I would fuck you some day, and it would be worth the wait. It is worth it, baby! Oh, fuck, you are good!"
His obscene words excited her more. "How did you know you could fuck me?" she gasped.
She put her hands on his shoulders and squatted over his loins. She bent her elbows and dangled her tits over his face. She began to bounce up and down rapidly, fucking herself vigorously on his swollen love lance.
"I just knew, baby. I can tell."
He caught a jiggling tit between his hands and began to lick her nipple. He moved his hands back and forth between her tits, holding the full globes tenderly and licking her nipples.
A look of fervent passion swept over her face. She closed her eyes and squealed. She humped her ass up and down faster. She cooed and moaned and gasped. She rode the full length of his prick, lost in her own little world of carnal exhilaration.
He slipped one hand down to her crotch and put the tip of his finger on her clit. She sucked in a deep breath, let it out with a loud whoosh, and began to fuck faster. She added corkscrewing motions to her ups and downs. She used his finger on her love button to masturbate herself, getting a double dose of pleasure.
Still on an erotic high from his tongue, she raced up the golden stairs to heaven after only a few moments of riding his cock. She screamed as another orgasm started. She fell on top of him with a soft thud and ground her tits into his chest.
She glued her mouth to his and began to thrust her tongue down his throat, imitating the way his cock was plunging into her cunt. She lifted and dropped her ass rapidly, as fast as she could make it go. She sucked impetuously on his lips and tongue and fucked his mouth with her tongue as she humped her ass frantically.
Abruptly, the strength left her legs and her knees slid to the side. Her ass dropped suddenly, driving his prick all the way up her cunt. "I want your cum in me, baby!" she moaned. "Cum in me, baby! Fill my cunt full! Oh, fuck, baby, I love to cum! I want to feel you cum."
She had brought him right to the edge of climax before she stopped. He could feel his orgasm hovering in his guts, fighting to get out. He grabbed the cheeks of her ass and began to fuck her furiously. His cock swelled, throbbed mightily, then erupted, showering the depths of her cunt with hot cream.
She lay inert on top of him and let him fuck her. His love juice drenching her cunt felt so fucking good. She kissed him on the mouth, then licked his ears, his face, his neck. She slid down his body and kissed his dick. "It's all sticky," she whispered.
"What did you expect?" he said. "Your pussy was flowing like a river."
She chuckled. "Your cock did some flowing, too. I could feel every drop of your cum when you shot off."
"You were fantastic," he said.
"So were you," she replied. She licked his cock. "I love the way a cock tastes fresh out of a pussy. It makes my taste buds tingle."
He pulled her up, twisted her around on top of him and shoved her legs apart. He plastered his mouth over her hairy snatch and ran his tongue up and down her slippery gash.
"Oh, Tom, baby, yes!" she moaned. "Lick my cunt! Your tongue feels so good, Tom! Lick my hole! Stick your tongue up my cunt. Fuck me with your tongue, Tom!"
She slurped up his cock and began to suck it furiously.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
After dinner, Heather loaded the CD player with erotic music, and they had coffee and after dinner drinks in the living room.
"I set Larry up with Megan this afternoon," Nicole said.
"Oh, she's a real hot one," Heather said. "I thought you told me she has a steady guy now."
"She does," Nicole said. "But he won't lick her pussy or let her suck his cock, and she loves to do both."
"Larry, did you lick her pussy before you fucked her?" Heather asked.
"How do you know I fucked her?" he said.
Nicole cackled. "If you didn't, you don't have a brain cell in your head! Why do you think I was with her in the student union?"
"Oh, so it was a set-up?" he said, playing with them. "Maybe I didn't know that. Maybe I thought you would get jealous if I fucked her."
"Maybe you've got rocks in your head," Heather said. "If Nicole goes to the trouble to set you up with a girl, she expects you to fuck her. Stop playing games and tell us if you licked her pussy before you fucked her."
"Yes, I did," Larry replied. "She was a lot of fun."
Living on a farm had its compensations, but a steady diet of pussy wasn't one of them. Not on his farm, anyway. There had been a couple of girls in town who were easy lays. He always had to do chores or risk the displeasure of his father, and hadn't been able to take advantage of the fact they gave it away to anyone who asked.
Nicole opened her blouse and began to play with her tits. Her nipples popped up immediately. "I had fun, too," she said. "One of my professors, Tom Gardner, has been hitting on me for a couple of years. He's always been very subtle, but he made his interest obvious enough. I brought him home and let him have his way with me."
"Knowing you, it was probably the other way around," Heather laughed. "How was he?"
"Good," Nicole said. "Very good, as a matter-of-fact." She gently kneaded her tits and twisted the taut buds of her nipples. "He fucked me senseless, damn near drowned me in cum, then went down on me."
"Oh, I love it when a man does that," Heather said. "Getting off on a tongue right after I fuck feels so good. Sounds like I was the only one who didn't get any today."
"What about this morning?" Larry said with false indignation.
"Well, you fucked Nicole, too. She's one up on me for the day."
"So, you are in a contest," Larry said.
Nicole moaned softly. Her chest began to rise and fall rapidly and her breath came in hoarse gusts. She pulled her skirt up and one hand trailed down her body. Her fingertips touched the sprigs of softly curling strands of her black pussy hair. She touched her clit and the air rushed out of her lungs.
"We have to do something," she whispered.
"I agree," Heather said. "Why don't we show Larry how women fuck each other? We can use our double-dildo."
"I want to watch her jack off," Larry said.
"We'll both jack off for you later, dear," Heather said. "You know you can always ask for whatever you want, no matter how kinky it might sound. Nicole and I love to please you."
"Right!" Nicole agreed. "I think I would do just about anything you asked me to, dear. I'm so hooked on you and your lovely cock, it's almost shameful."
"You're not the only one, dear," Heather said. She stood on tiptoe and kissed Larry. "Let's go to my bedroom. Nicole and I want you to watch us fuck."
They undressed as they went and left a trail of clothes down the hall. Heather hopped on the bed and sat against a stack of pillows. Larry sat on the end of the bed, took his cock in his hand and began to stroke it slowly.
"Darling, you can join in whenever you feel like it," Heather said. She wanted to get him involved and teach him to help her and Nicole pleasure each other.
"I think I would rather watch for a while," he replied. "If I get involved, I might miss something, and I want to see everything."
Nicole got the double-dildo and showed it to him. She truly loved to fuck Heather, and putting on a performance for his benefit excited her. He could add so much to their enjoyment.
"This is a double-dildo, darling," she said, holding the long tube of flexible rubber in both hands, one hand near each end. "See, it has two heads. Two girls can fuck each other with it, or one girl can stuff one end up her pussy and the other end up her ass if she's flying solo."
Larry eyed the dildo. It was about eighteen inches long and not quite as thick as his cock. "Have you ever put it up your ass?" he asked.
"Yeah, a couple of times. When I first moved in with Heather, I found her toys one day when I was cleaning and just had to try them. I was playing around with this one day when she came home. She showed me all the different ways to use it. That was the first time I'd had anything up my ass, even a finger. I thought it was going to split me wide open!"
"Have you ever had a real cock in your ass?"
"Yeah, a couple of times. Heather broke me in with her strap-on dildo. That was some experience, let me tell you. Then we had some guys over for a party one night, and I let one of them put his cock up my ass."
"Did you like it?"
"Well, I wasn't really wild about it. But I'm sure I would like it if you fucked me that way. I want to do everything with you."
"Larry, I think she's got a crush on you," Heather chimed in. "She hasn't let a man fuck her ass since that night. You turn us both on something terrible. We're almost shameless with you."
"I'm not the only one who's got a crush on him!" Nicole teased. "Just listen to yourself."
"Yeah, ain't it just awful?" Heather laughed.
"Not to me!" Larry said quickly. "I can't believe all this is happening to me. I never dreamed that living with you would be such an education."
"And we've barely scratched the surface," Heather said. "Just think, we have four whole years to play with each other and experiment. Isn't that exciting?"
"Damn right!" Larry said. "I can hardly wait to experience everything we're going to do."
"Well, let's quit wasting time and get started," Nicole said. "Would you like to stuff one end of this thing up Heather's pussy?" She gave him the dildo. "That way, you can take part without worrying about missing anything."
He felt funny holding it, even though it was a fake. He grinned timidly, then moved up between Heather's splayed legs. Nicole joined him and held the lips of the redhead's pussy open. He paused to take another look at Heather's pussy. Her eye-catching clitoris stood up prominently at the top of her slit. He leaned over and kissed it, then ran his tongue over it.
"Oooooo," Heather moaned. "You do that very long, and we'll forget about the dildo."
"No, we won't!" Nicole said. "We promised him a show, and he's going to get one. Larry, put your finger in her hole. Yes, that's right. Now, turn your hand over and run the tip of your finger over the top of her cunt."
He curled his finger and wiggled the tip. Heather's hips jerked and she groaned out loud. He looked at Nicole quizzically.
"You touched her G spot," Nicole said. "That's a place inside a woman's cunt that's as sensitive as her clit. Some people don't believe such a thing exists, but we know better."
"That's neat," he said. "Do you have one?"
"Yes. Heather taught me how to find it. Let's leave that until later. Put the head of the dildo in her."
Larry removed his finger from Heather's hot, wet hole and replaced it with the head of the fake prick. He pushed it in slowly, watching intently as it entered her chamber of pleasure.
"How much do I put in her?"
"Oh, why don't you give her as much as she can take? After you see how deep her cunt is, pull it back and I'll take the other half."
He watched his own cock slide into Heather's cunt when he fucked her on the back of the couch. He had a much better view this time, with Nicole holding the lips of her cunt open and his eyes only inches from the scene of action.
Heather moaned and groaned and cooed with pleasure as he filled her cunt. When the end of the dildo hit the mouth of her womb, she hissed and twitched all over. "Aaahhh," she whispered hotly. "My pussy's so full! Just the way I like it. How much is in me, darling?"
"Almost three-quarters," he said. "Can you take more?"
"Yes, but not very much!" Heather gasped.
She hunched slowly and wiggled her hips as he pushed another inch or so into her cunt. He began to slide the dildo in and out of her slick hole. Nicole released her cunt lips and let them fold around the dildo. He watched the lips roll in and out as he continued to fuck her with the fake prick. He satisfied his curiosity, then pulled it back until about half of if was inside her sex chamber.
"She's a lot deeper than I am," Nicole said. "I can take about nine inches or so, then it starts to hurt. Move around to the side so I can get between her legs." She got into position and picked up the other end of the dildo.
"Let me put it in you," Larry said, taking it from her.
Nicole straddled Heather's groin and spread her pussy lips. She panted with excitement as Larry inserted the other end of the dildo in her cunt.
"Watch," she hissed.
Heather locked the muscles inside her cunt around her end of the artificial cock so it wouldn't slide farther into her. Nicole took the dildo slowly, savoring the sensation of having her cunt stuffed. Larry knelt by Heather's hip with his cheek almost lying on her stomach. His eyes blazed with lust as the two cunts came close together.
"Open the lips of her pussy," Nicole moaned.
He reached in with one hand and pulled the lips of Heather's snatch apart. Nicole opened the lips of her pussy and sank down until the tip of her clitty touched the tip of Heather's big love spike.
"Ooohhh," Heather whimpered. "Mmmmmm," Nicole hummed. "Goddamn!" Larry exclaimed. "Fuck me, darling," Heather groaned. "I love the way it feels when our clits rub together!"
"Uh huhhhhhh," Nicole responded. "There's nothing in the world like that feeling. God, just think what women are missing by not fucking each other."
"You two sure don't miss anything!" Larry laughed.
He looked up. Nicole's face glowed with an expression of pure pleasure. He looked at Heather. Her expression matched Nicole's. He looked back at the their crotches. They were locked together tightly, clit to clit, lip against lip. He had never seen such a stimulating sight.
Nicole began to hump her ass, fucking Heather and herself at the same time. When their cunt lips met, she scrubbed their clits together. She went around and around quickly, then drew back for another stroke.
"Larry, suck my nipples!" Heather wailed.
"Pinch my nipples, Larry!" Nicole whined.
He began to pull and twist the bullet-like tip of one of Nicole's tits as he leaned over and covered one of Heather's nipples with his lips.
"Suck on my tit!" Heather hissed.
"Twist my tit harder!" Nicole whimpered.
He understood. They both wanted it a little rough. He began to chew on Heather's thick nipple and twist Nicole's tit tip rigorously.
Both women began to whimper and moan as their passion rose rapidly. Nicole fucked Heather fiercely, imitating the way a man fucks. Heather began to undulate and writhe. She tangled her fingers in Larry's hair and pulled his head back and forth from one tit to the other. Nicole moved his hand from one tit to the other.
Nicole held her cunt against Heather's longer each time. She wiggled and twitched, clit mashed to clit, cunt lips glued to cunt lips. Both cunts were weeping heavily, lubricating both crotches, reducing the friction to a pleasurable level.
Larry lifted his head. He had to watch them fuck, and he couldn't with his mouth full of tit. He pinched and pulled all four tits as he watched Nicole fuck Heather.
Heather humped her ass, throwing her cunt at Nicole. Nicole's ass rose and fell rhythmically, working the dildo vigorously in both cunts. She gasped hard each time she slammed her cunt down to Heather's and the head on her end of the dildo banged into the mouth of her womb.
The sight of the two beautiful women fucking each other fascinated Larry. He fondled their tits, moving his hand rapidly from one mammary mound to the other.
Nicole threw her cunt into Heather's and twisted her ass aggressively. "Oh, fuck!" she yelled. "I'm almost there! I'm going to cum!"
Heather's mouth popped open and screams came roaring out. Her ass went into motion, twisting and hunching and bucking, grinding her cunt against Nicole's. Her supple body rippled rippling from tip to toe.
"Cum, cum, cum," Nicole chanted, talking to herself and also exhorting Heather to pop her sex gun.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Heather moaned in response.
"Damn!" Larry exclaimed. His eyes blazed as he stared into their crotches. "What a beautiful fucking sight!"
Heather's screams deepened and grew louder as she went over the edge. Her body went into contortions. Her ass bounced up and down so hard she almost threw Nicole out of the saddle.
Nicole's ass was a brown blur as it worked back and forth, fucking the fake prick into Heather's cunt furiously. Her own orgasm began to bubble in the depths of her cunt and rapidly rose to the surface.
Their clits met with breathtaking jolts. Deep erotic thrills shot through both of them, heightened by Larry's hands pawing their tits. They slowly rolled onto their side, locked together by the long dildo.
"Oh, Larry, fucking her is so much fun!" Heather said with a deep sight. "I love it!"
"That was something," Larry breathed. "You two really go after each other."
"Baby, you should know by now that when we fuck, we really fuck, whether it's with a man or a woman." Nicole giggled and hugged Heather. "Before you came into our lives, we often took care of each other this way. And others."
Heather looked at Larry's cock. "How about something different, darling? Would you like to fuck me in the ass?"
"Yeah," he replied. "I would like that."
"I'll get the lubricant and help," Nicole said. "If you like, we'll lie side by side and you can hump both our rumps. You can go from one to the other, and the one who gets your cum wins a prize."
"What's the prize?" Larry asked. "A double tongue bath from the other two," Nicole said gaily.
"I like the sound of that," Heather laughed.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
When Heather came home from work, she went to the kitchen to help Nicole finish getting dinner ready.
"Larry has been in school nearly a month," she said. "How is he fitting in?"
"Academically, just fine," Nicole replied. "Socially, I'm not so sure. I thought he would be dating by now. Several of the girls have come on to him pretty strong, but he hasn't asked them out."
"I was afraid of that," Heather said. "I don't know if he thinks he gets all the pussy he needs at home, or if he's still simply too shy. Maybe we have to convince him that he should date."
"If you're suggesting that we cut him off, forget it!" Nicole said quickly.
Heather laughed heartily. "You know me better than that, darling! I was thinking more along the lines of introducing him to other women."
"I keep trying to fix him up," Nicole said. "He won't take the bait. Not even with Megan, who would love to have him again."
"Well, how about a young woman who isn't a student?"
"And you have someone in mind."
"Yes," Heather said. "A young woman in my office, Penelope Wagner. She's a big woman. Not fat, just tall and really stacked. Her tits are so big, it will take two hands to hold one of them. She can probably crack your ribs with her legs."
"Does she make it with girls?"
"I don't know. I've taken her to lunch several times and sounded her out. She likes to suck cock and get her pussy eaten. She's been in a group a couple of times, and liked it. She said we can watch Larry fuck her if she can watch him fuck us. She clammed up when I asked her if she goes both ways. I don't think she does, but I think I saw a flicker of interest in her eyes. She might let us lick her. She might not lick us. We'll wait until she's really turned on, then go down on her and see."
"I volunteer," Nicole laughed.
"Why doesn't that surprise me?" Heather said dryly. "We'll both go down on her, if she'll let us. I'll invite her for cake and champagne Friday. She said she gets really turned on and uninhibited when she drinks bubbly."
"She isn't the only one," Nicole said. "If she drinks enough, maybe she'll spread for all of us."
"I want to surprise Larry, so don't say anything. And don't fuck him half to death between now and then. He's going to need his strength to take care of all three of us."
"Look who's talking!" Nicole snorted.
Heather greeted Penny with a hug and a kiss on the cheek.
"He's a real hunk," Penny whispered in Heather's ear. I'm a little nervous. What if he doesn't like me?"
"He'll love you, dear," Heather whispered back. "We have lots of champagne to take care of the nerves. Just relax and go with the flow." She turned to Larry. "Larry, this is Penelope Wagner."
Penny held out her hand to Larry. "Call me Penny. I hate Penelope."
Larry took her hand, lifted it and kissed the back. "Hello, Penny. Has anyone told you lately that you're beautiful?"
"You're going to make me blush," Penny said softly. "Thank you for looking at my face."
Nicole came from the family room and went straight to Penny. "Hello, Penny." She stood on tiptoe so their tits touched, hugged Penny and boldly kissed her on the lips. "I'm Nicole."
Penny automatically put her arms around Nicole and shivered ever so slightly as their tits pressed together. She made no effort to back away. She tilted her back and gazed into Nicole's sparkling eyes.
"The cake is ready to be cut and the champagne is cold," Nicole said softly.
"You're just full of surprises," Penny murmured.
"I like to kiss sexy lips," Nicole said softly.
Penny chuckled. "That's a double entendre, if I've ever heard one."
"Only if you take it that way," Nicole said. "Try me. You might like it." She backed away and took Penny's hand and led her into the family room.
Heather took Larry's hand and followed, grinning to herself. Penny's easy acceptance of Nicole's kiss was a good sign.
"Something's going on," Larry whispered.
Heather squeezed his hand. "Why, darling, what makes you think so?"
"Because I heard Penny say she's a little nervous. You're up to something, aren't you?"
"You ought not eavesdrop, darling."
Nicole sat Penny on the couch and laid the knife by the cake plate. "Would you like to cut the cake while I pour the champagne?"
Heather sat Larry by Penny and sat in her chair. She pulled her skirt up and crossed her legs, deliberately showing a lot of bare thigh. Penny looked at Heather, then at Larry. She ran her hands through her long blonde hair, a sure sign that she was sexually aroused.
"Why are we having cake and champagne?" Larry asked. "Is today someone's birthday?"
"Well, let's just say it's a surprise party for someone and let it go at that," Heather replied.
Nicole served the champagne, and Penny quickly drank hers. She put the glass down and picked up the knife. Nicole sat down by her and poured her another glass while she cut and served the cake. She wiped the knife blade with her finger. She licked the icing from her finger, then stuck it in her mouth and sucked it. She stuck her finger in her wine glass, then licked it again.
"Ooo, sexy tongue," Nicole said. She stuck her tongue out, wagged it vigorously, then giggled. "You must like to lick and suck things as well as I do."
"I know where your mind is," Penny giggled. The wine was already having its effect on her. She felt uninhibited, even a little licentious, ready for the party to get down to the nitty-gritty.
"Don't say it!" Heather cautioned. "Honestly, Nicole, I don't know what I'm going to do with you."
"I can give you several hints," Nicole quipped.
"Good cake," Penny said. "Which bakery do you use?"
"I baked it from scratch," Heather said proudly.
"I wish I could bake something this delicious," Penny said. "I'm not very domestic." She grinned. "I have other attributes, though. I don't know what I would do without bakeries and delis and prepared foods in the supermarket. And good restaurants. I don't like fast food joints. I like to sit down and let someone wait on me." She drank her champagne and held out her glass for a refill.
Nicole poured Penny another glass of wine. "A couple of your attributes are very obvious," she said. She put the bottle down and went to Heather. "Time to get the show on the road," she said softly.
Heather snickered and uncrossed her legs. Nicole pushed her knees apart and leaned forward. Heather put her legs over the arms of her chair and hunched her cunt at Nicole's mouth.
"Oh!" Penny said softly. "How kinky."
"Aha!" Larry said. "I knew there was something going on."
"There is now!" Heather giggled.
Penny turned to Larry, put her hand behind his head, and kissed him passionately. She began to fumble in his crotch, trying to get his zipper open. He quickly unbuckled his belt, opened his pants, and pushed them down. She grasped his dick and plunged her tongue down his throat.
Penny broke the kiss and looked at Larry's excellent hunk of male meat. "Gorgeous," she murmured. She looked up at Heather and grinned. Her eyes sparkled with merriment. Then she leaned down and kissed the head of his cock.
"Nicole and I use it quite often and find it very satisfying," Heather said. "I'm sure you will find it equally fulfilling."
"It's breathtaking!" Penny said, her voice bubbling with happiness. She lifted the impressive instrument of pleasure to her mouth and lovingly kissed the head again. She held the shaft in her palm and licked it delicately, from one end to the other.
Nicole spun around on her ass between Heather's legs and watched. "Suck it, Penny!" she hissed. She reached into her dress and began to knead her tit.
Penny opened her mouth and took the head of Larry's cock between her lips. She reached between his legs and began to fondle his heavy balls. His prick began to swell and harden. She began to gobble his meat with gluttonous delight. She breathed noisily through her nose and gurgled with elation as his long, heavy staff slid into her mouth. His cock was fully erect by the time the head reached the back of her throat. She gulped, swallowed hard, and let the distended knob enter her gullet. She hummed with ecstasy as her lips came to rest in his pubic hair.
"Damn, she swallowed the whole fucking thing!" Heather whispered in amazement. "Oh, fuck, this is so fucking exciting!"
Nicole hissed, "I can't stand it!" She flipped up her dress, stuck one hand between her legs, and began to rub her agitated clit frantically.
Heather rushed to the couch and went after Penny's pussy. She flipped the blonde's dress up and pulled her legs apart. She yanked the leg band of her panties aside with one finger and began to lick her hairy slit.
Penny grunted and shoved her ass forward. Her head began to bob rapidly up and down.
"Show me her tits," Larry said.
Nicole jumped up and ran to the couch. She sat down by Penny and began to unbutton her blouse. She nearly tore the buttons off in her haste. She pushed Penny's blouse open and yanked her bra up. Her heavy tits shook from the rough handling. Her long, dark nipples were fully erect, standing out like the end of Nicole's little finger. Her large, dark areolae were puckered tightly.
Nicole put her hand back between her legs and began to frig her clit again as she licked Penny's tit.
Penny lifted her head and kissed Larry. "Do you mind waiting?" she whispered. "Heather's tongue feels so good, I can't concentrate on your cock."
"If you'll cum on her tongue, I don't mind waiting," he replied.
"I don't think I have any choice," Penny breathed. "I'm almost there."
"Have you ever been licked by a woman?" Nicole asked.
"No," Penny whispered. "I had no idea it would feel so good."
Nicole took Penny's blouse off and reached behind her to unsnap her bra. She hefted Penny's tits and caressed them lovingly. "Aren't they beautiful?" she said.
"Outstanding," Larry agreed.
"Heather said they were a handful," Nicole said. "She wasn't kidding."
Penny grabbed Larry's cock and squeezed hard. She hunched her ass at Heather, then began to shake, rattle and roll. Nicole kissed her, and they swapped tongues as her orgasm washed over her.
Heather leaned back and stripped Penny's panties down. "Fuck her, Larry!" she said. "Get her while she's still cumming."
Larry stood and fought his way out of his pants and shoes. He dropped to his knees between Penny's legs with his stiff dick aimed at her pussy. She lifted her head and looked at his cock.
"Put it in real slow," she whispered. "I like to feel a cock penetrate me."
Heather grabbed his prick and pulled Larry forward. Nicole put her hands on each side of Penny's cunt and pulled the lips apart, baring the target for him.
"Gorgeous pussy," she said. "May I lick it after he fucks you, Penny?"
"Everybody can lick me," Penny moaned. "I'm so fucking hot!"
Larry hunched and drove his rod into the hot blonde's saturated hole in one fell swoop. "Aaahhh, great cunt," he muttered.
"Mmmmmmm, marvelous cock," Penny replied. She looked at Heather and smiled dreamily. "Thank you for inviting me to your party. I really like the way you licked my pussy."
