Brad started jerking rapidly back and forth, humping his cock in and out of Mei Lin's mouth. She seemed to be keeping her head still until she lunged at him, taking his cock to the root. Maintaining her grip on his sides, her cheeks drew in as she sucked, then swelled wide.
"Look at her throat," Rhoda whispered.
The woman was swallowing Brad's cum! I shuddered with excitement, flipping my hand under Rhoda's dress to squeeze her ass through her panties. Rhoda slid her hand between the backs of my thighs, groping my pussy through my jeans.
Finally, Brad staggered back. Mei Lin extended her tongue as she pulled her head back and, for an instant, we could see Brad's softening cock on the wet, pink flat of Mei Lin's tongue.
"I hope I'm next," I whispered, shaking. "I have the feeling this is one job interview I'm going to enjoy!"
CHAPTER ONE
Brad was already bare to the waist, and I stripped him the rest of the way by yanking down his briefs and jeans with the same movement of my hands. I bent low so he could see my bra-covered titties under my loose blouse, which I'd unbuttoned just enough, then I grabbed his bare ass and planted a hard kiss on his prick.
Immediately, his long, thick member sprang up to full erection. Sweat glistened on his muscular chest and arms, and ran down from his close cropped, sandy blond hair. Pressing my lips together tightly, I rubbed the tip of the head across them, making him shudder and groan. I dabbed my tongue tip at his pee slit, making him groan even louder.
I could feel the heat of his hands through the fabric of my blouse as he clutched my shoulders. Giving his firm butt cheeks a squeeze, I pushed a hand between his thighs, making him open them as much as his bunched-up pants and underpants would allow, and cupped his tightened nut sac in my palm. The fingers of my other hand wrapped tightly around the base of his cockshaft, and I applied gentle pressure to balls and prick as I slowly took his cockhead between my lips.
Pausing to savor the feel of the taut, veiny skin of an erect penis against my tongue, I slowly drew more of his prick into my mouth. From the sounds he was making, and the way he gripped my shoulders, I knew he was delirious with lust. He had a surprise coming, though, something I was sure he didn't expect.
More and more of his cock slipped into my mouth. I continued caressing it with my tongue, tapping at the thick vein on the underside and making little swirls around the hot, hard cockshaft. I said he was long. His cockhead rode slowly over my tongue and kept on going, and still there was more prick flesh between my lips and his pubic hair.
"Hey!" His shout of surprise was really loud, and I was glad there wasn't anyone staying in the cabin nearest the rectangular, one-story building that served as the motel's main office. His cockhead touched the back of my throat, and I continued sucking. Then, "Oh!"
That wasn't a cry of lust. He staggered back, dragging his cock only partway out of my mouth, his eyes widening as he gaped at the door to the back room we were in. Rhoda was standing there, looking like she didn't know whether to be amused or angry.
Brad took another step back, and his rapidly softening cock flopped out of my mouth. He made no attempt to cover himself.
"Is this a staff conference?" Even in her housemaid's getup, the thirty-eight-year-old redhead was incredibly sensual. Even if I'd still been a virgin, I could have figured out that something was going on between them.
Oh, shit, I thought. One week on the job, and I've already fucked things up. Expecting a furious outburst from Rhoda, I braced myself and got to my feet. She wouldn't actually get violent, would she?
No, and she didn't even get angry. "Don't look so fucked up, Brad," she laughed. "You didn't think I'd take one look at her and not know this was going to happen?"
Actually, she'd taken more than just "one look" at me, but I didn't think of that at the moment.
"I didn't know-" I started to say.
"You couldn't have," Rhoda interrupted gently. I was suddenly very aware of the way her large breasts swelled against the front of her uniform dress. "Don't worry, I don't mind. I do have a request, though."
"Uh, sure, Rhoda," Brad said. "Anything ... if that's okay with Amy."
I just shrugged, relieved that Rhoda hadn't gone ape on me. I half-expected Brad to say, "Miss Rhoda," because he sounded like the country boy he'd been before he'd become an out-of-work college teacher.
"Well, I'd like to watch," Rhoda said, looking straight at me.
Obviously, she was searching my face for my reaction. I shrugged again, looking like I was totally unconcerned, but secretly thrilled at the prospect. I mean, I thought showing my body was a big thrill until I was in a situation where people were watching me do it.
And accountants are supposed to be such dull people!
"It's damn uncomfortable in here," she said, frowning. "Amy, were you going to do it right on the desk?"
"No," I giggled shyly. "I was going to take him back to my room after I made him cum."
"Very sensible," Rhoda said dryly. "I'm glad the books are in such good hands. Anyway, why don't we go to my cabin?"
With only six guest cabins, one of which was totally unusable, a cleanup person, a handyman and an office person was more than enough staff for the motel. We each had our own smaller and plainer cabin.
Brad laughed and hauled briefs and jeans up over his magnificent genitalia. The three of us charged into Rhoda's cabin. She moved a large chair around so that she could see the bed and the mirror on the wall across from the bed.
"Let's start from the beginning," I purred, perching my pert little ass on the edge of Rhoda's enormous bed. Brad stepped up to me, and again I pulled down his jeans and briefs. As before, I clutched his ass and kissed his cock, and as before, it sprang up to its full length.
About a foot, I guessed. Rhoda stood up, saying, "Don't mind me," and unbuttoned her dress. The hem of her slip reached only to mid-thigh, revealing the pure sensuality of her long legs, and the lacy cups atop boasted the huge, soft roundness of her tits.
"Just a second, here." Curious, I turned to watch her, the tip of his cockhead grazing my cheek and leaving a thin trail of pre-cum. I gripped the base of his cockshaft firmly, and Rhoda turned her back to us and reached up under her slip. She made a series of frantic wriggling motions, then her panties dropped down to her feet.
Kicking them off, she sat back down and slumped forward. Telling us to go ahead, she slipped a hand between her thighs. Her knuckles made little bumps in the white satin of the slip, and it was obvious that she was clutching her pussy.
I turned my attention back to Brad. This time, instead of teasing him with my lips, I opened wide and took in half his cock with one lunge of my head. I closed my mouth over it, sucking it and caressing it with my tongue, then I slowly moved my head forward. Inch by hard, delicious inch, it slid in, and again his cockhead reached the back of my throat.
He grunted roughly. I heard the rustling of satin against upholstery, Rhoda sliding forward. From the angle I was kneeling at, I could see the hem of her slip ride up her thighs.
"Is she really using her throat?" Rhoda asked.
Brad nodded, sweating and shaking. "Yes, and she's going to make me-oh, yeah!"
I felt his cock start to throb violently, and I decided to give Rhoda a show by hauling it out of my mouth and holding it straight up. I like swallowing cum, and I knew that Brad and Rhoda were, well, healthy-maintaining staff medical records is part of my job, and my first look at Brad made me run right for his file. I knew about Rhoda because my predecessor misplaced her file, and I glanced at it as I put in its right place. I guess I shouldn't have been snooping, but a girl has a right to protect herself-especially when she's constantly horny, like I am.
Ducking to one side so as not to mess up my T-shirt-I like cum in me, or on my skin, not on my clothes-I gripped his erection firmly and stroked as long streams of semen shot out of the head. Brad begged me to stop, so I let go and stepped away from the bed.
He flopped down on his stomach, his shoulders heaving as he drew in deep, raspy breaths. Rhoda's slip was up so high that I could see a few strands of her dark-red cunt hair. "Is the show over?" the older redhead asked.
"I'm still horny, and I sure hope he's still up for more," I told her.
"Maybe you could inspire him by taking off your clothes," Rhoda suggested.
I was already unbuttoning my blouse, my back to both my co-workers. My jeans came next, and I bent low to make the thong of my g-string panties ride deeply into my ass crack. I didn't have to glance up at the mirror to know they were watching.
As slowly as if my arms had been tied, I undid the back strap of my bra. I lifted my arms to make it fall off my small, round tits, "half-apples," a college lover called them, then I casually rolled my panties down my legs.
Two pairs of horny eyes were fixed on my firm, round and definitely petite butt. I bent over, showing more pussy and hoping to give them a look at my butthole.
Rhoda muttered something that sounded like "Oh, hell," and shifted around in her chair. Her nightgown had ridden up to her waist, completely exposing her cunt, which was the first thing I saw when I turned suddenly.
While I stared at the wiry red bush over Rhoda's pussy, she and Brad were staring hard at mine. My cunt hair stops at the top of my slit, leaving my vulva completely bare. It's the same honey-blonde as my head hair, and I keep it trimmed to a neat strip. Some of my lovers thought I shaved, but I never used a razor, just scissors to keep the edges straight.
I couldn't resist a little play-acting, so I stepped up to the bed, gave sort of a half-yawn and shrugged. "What do you want to do?" I asked Brad, doing my best to sound disinterested.
Catching my look, she smiled slyly at me. I turned back to a rather confused Brad and put my hands on my bare hips, making my tits jut out a little more.
"Well, we're going to, uh, do it," Brad said, giving me an incredulous look.
"You certainly don't sound too enthusiastic," Rhoda commented. I glanced at her again as she draped her fingers over her cunt.
"That's because I don't know what's going to happen, yet," I said. "Why should I work myself up for a disappointment?"
"Hey!" Brad sat up sharply. "What makes you think it'll be lousy?"
"Oh, I don't know," I mused. "Besides, you're not hard yet."
"Just get over here, and I'll fix that," he growled. "Your cunt looks delicious."
"Good. I hope you know how to eat one out," I responded, throwing myself down on the bed and raising my legs.
Rhoda slid off her chair, asking Brad to wait a minute. "I just want to get a look," she muttered, and I obliged her by parting my thighs until my legs were almost touching my thighs. She licked her lips as she surveyed my gash. There was no mistaking her bisexual feelings, and Brad didn't seem to be surprised in the least.
As for me, I was bubbling over with secret delight. The motel job was far from what I would have picked if I'd had a choice. The pay and benefits were good, the pay especially so since there wasn't much work, and a menage was a benefit I couldn't possibly have expected.
Brad slid in front of Rhoda, his cock already growing long, and stretched himself out on his stomach in front of me. He paused to gaze at my wide-open cunt, the pink-brown of my pussy flesh already glistening from a faint coating of sexual fluid, then he jammed his mouth against my slit.
Instantly, I knew he was a good cuntlapper. Just from the way his lips pressed down, just so ... those lips drew back, and he laid the flat of his tongue along my slit. His long, firm stroke made me moan, and there was no way I could have kept my legs up. I draped them over his back, crossing my ankles and squeezing my thighs against his head.
He gave me a few more of those strokes, turning his tongue to one side to nudge the edge into my slit, then pulling out and continuing to lick his way down. While he was gently prodding the folds and wrinkles of my cunt flesh, I was massaging his back with my ankles as I humped my pussy against his face.
I heard a soft sigh coming from Rhoda's chair, and I turned to see her pumping her fingers in and out of her pussy. I shuddered all over from the added thrill of watching that while Brad steadily tongued my pussy, then he thrust his tongue between my lips and plunged it in deeply.
That made me forget about Rhoda. My pussy pulsed around his tongue tip, my labia jammed tightly against his face. He pulled himself back from me, drawing his tongue out of my cunt and sliding a hand between my legs.
His tongue tip made contact with the top of my slit, groping for the skin hiding my clit. He found it, and his tongue tip circled my love button as he slid two fingers into my pussy. The most incredibly powerful surge of lust I'd yet had ripped through me, making me yell loudly and thrash around. My climax, which had started as a small storm in my pussy, burst suddenly to fill my whole body. Wave after wave of sexual pleasure pounded me, so intensely that I didn't feel him withdraw his fingers from my snatch.
Only when I felt him climb out from between my legs did I know he'd finished. I opened my eyes, enveloped in total satisfaction, yet still horny. A loud gasp from Rhoda caught Brad's attention and mine, and we saw her yank her cum-wet fingers from her pussy.
"He's ready for the main event," she gasped, pointing to Brad's renewed erection.
If anything, it was even harder than when I'd sucked him. I sat up as he knelt and kissed his cockhead. Telling him I wanted to get him nice and wet for me, I took his cock in my mouth and enjoyed the feel of it for about a minute.
I started to lay on my back, but Brad stopped me. "No, let's do it this way."
He got on his back and gripped his cockshaft, holding it straight up. I'd done it that way a few times, just enough to know how to crouch over him. He was making it easy by holding his dick up, and I had no trouble holding my pussy lips open as I lowered my pussy to his dickhead.
Rhoda leaned forward, clutching the arms of her chair as she watched his penis slowly disappear behind my pussy bush. His hot hands covered my tits, and I began to wiggle my hips around. Was his cock too long for me to take all of it? No, just as his cockhead touched the back of my pussy, my blonde pussy strip met his dark blond cock hair.
He squeezed my tits, jamming his palms firmly against my nipples. I'd never felt so full of cock! With less effort than I expected, I was able to lift myself a little and look down to see a bit of his cum-wet cockshaft sticking out of my sex-swelled pussy lips.
I liked that, so I lifted up some more. Rhoda liked it, too, practically bent double as she watched his cock slide back into my pussy. I bent over a little, my hands pressing down on his chest for balance, and started working my hips back and forth.
Brad half-sat and grabbed my ass cheeks, saying, "Come on!" I started humping rapidly back and forth, thrusting my tits toward his face and my ass against his hands. With an abrupt turn of his wrists, he took hold of my breasts and closed his hands over them as we rocked back and forth.
The bed was groaning and shaking like crazy. "Easy on the furniture," Rhoda laughed. The hem of her nightgown was up past her stomach.
"It's not-" Brad began, then rumbled deep in his throat as his cock started jerking in me. "Oh, fuck...." His voice trailed off to a low roar. I couldn't pay too much attention, because I was dimming myself. My pussy was doing its wild dance around his hard-on, and my whole body seemed to be one glowing ball of sexual energy.
It became too much, and I jumped off him, his cock just about to spurt. Grabbing it frantically with both hands, I flipped over on my back. He immediately rolled over on top of me, and I guided his prick back into my pussy. Just a few strokes and he was cumming, clutching my sides and moaning softly as he shot his load. I'd arranged things so that a clean, healthy person wouldn't create a problem by cumming in me, so all I had to do was sit back and enjoy.
He jerked his cock out, and the final spurt splattered over my pussy lips. I just lay flat on my back, and he flopped down next to me. Rhoda slowly got up, her gaze going from my tits and cunt to Brad's cock and balls, and stepped up to the bed.
"You need a little cleaning out," she said. "Besides, I think you've used the poor man up. Allow me?"
I honestly didn't know exactly what she meant until she slid up on the bed and spread my legs. Brad slid to the head of the bed and sat up, watching as Rhoda's head and shoulders filled the space between my thighs. She kissed my labia gently, then wriggled her tongue into my slit and scooped out the remains of Brad's semen.
The rest had gone down my thighs, the insides glistening. Rhoda rolled Brad's load around in her mouth, swallowed, then slid away from me and turned her head. Slowly and meticulously, she licked the traces of his cum off my thighs. She had me writhing with desire by the time she got back to my cunt, and I raised my legs and shrieked when she began to suck my cunt lips.
Her tongue slipped in, and I shrieked again when she quite efficiently found my G spot. My second orgasm of the night kicked in hard, and I thrashed around like mad until the bursts of pleasure subsided.
Rhoda got up on her knees and pulled off her slip. Her large round tits jiggled as she pulled the undergarment over her head, and I was reaching for them as we heard the sound of an approaching car. Brad jumped up, as did Rhoda.
"Guests, maybe," Brad said, climbing into his clothes. I scrambled into my clothes and followed him out to the main office. An instant after I was in place by the front desk, the car pulled up. A couple that looked too upper-class for an establishment like the Wilderness Motel stepped out.
He looked like he was in his early thirties, and his summer suit looked like about six hundred dollars. His perfectly-styled hair framed a frankly sensual face, and his manner was totally casual. Once in a rare while we'd get guests at 11:00 or so, and they were usually quite nervous until they were settled in their rooms.
Then, she came in behind him. As good as I am at maintaining my composure, I'm sure I looked a bit shaken. Her skin was a light tan, her eyes large ovals set in a pretty, round face. Her summer dress stopped way up her thighs, and the top showed only the slightest sign of breasts.
Small tits, small enough to fit in my mouth ... a college memory flitted through my mind, and orgasmic fluid joined the remains of Rhoda's saliva on my pussy. Somehow, I managed to go through the signing-in procedures. They asked to see all six of the cabins, and I had to explain that only five were habitable. They seemed amused, not upset, and I gazed at the tight back of a summer dress over a pert, high set of buttocks as she and her companion left with Brad.
He was taken by her, too, I could tell by the slight tremor in his hands. I finished up the last bit of paperwork and closed the office, then I went back to Rhoda's cabin. She was stretched out naked on her bed, spreading her legs in invitation as I came in. Immediately, I stripped.
I got on the bed next to her. She turned on her side, wrapping her arms around me. My small tits sank into her large boobs, and I threw a leg over her to rub my blonde pussy strip against her wiry red bush.
"So, how did it go?" she asked, kissing my lips.
"They're ... delicious?" I giggled. "She, especially, but he's nice, too."
Rhoda laughed, "Think we should go right in and jump them?"
"That's not how I was taught to manage a motel," I replied, as if seriously contemplating her suggestion.
"Too much of a mess for me to clean up," Rhoda sighed. "Anyway...."
She jammed her lips firmly against mine, and I parted my teeth to suck in her tongue. We wriggled our shoulders around until our nipples touched, my stiff brown nipples stiffening against her long pink ones. My pussy mound was pressed against hers, and her hand slid down to my bare buttocks as I began to rub my cunt against hers.
Neither of us heard Brad come in. Rhoda drew her tongue out of my mouth, and I turned my head as he was stepping out of his briefs. His big cock and balls swaying, he strode over to the easy chair and sat back to watch me kiss my way down Rhoda's neck to her tits.
Putting one hand on the side of each boob, I pressed her breasts together against my head, nuzzling the smooth, sweaty skin between them. Her nipple grazed my cheek, and I closed my lips over it, sucking gently and dabbing at the tip with my tongue. Reaching for her opposite breast, I took the nipple between two fingers and squeezed as I sucked.
Rhoda murmured and caressed my bare back, her long fingers making their way down to my butt. Popping one breast out of my mouth, I turned to the other and, making a circle with my lips, put my mouth over her areola. Rather than sucking, I ran the tip of my tongue around her tit, then pressed down forcefully. She murmured beneath me, her fingers toying lightly with my butt cheeks.
I could smell her arousal and feel the heat of her pussy. Trembling with desire to taste her cunt, I ran my wet lips down her smooth stomach and pressed my face firmly against her pussy mound. How I loved the scratchy feel of her cunt hair against my lips!
She drew herself back, and my mouth slid down to her cunt lips. I shoved my hands under her butt cheeks, feeling the soft flesh yield as I kissed her twat hard. Her cunt juice oozed out, filling my mouth with that wonderful taste, and I sucked her lips together as she had done to me.
Rhoda moaned, and I felt her legs graze my sides as she raised her knees. She spread wide, and I thrust my tongue into her pussy as I groped for her asshole. Finding the firm ring of flesh, I shoved one finger in as I dragged my tongue to the top of her pussy. I located her clit almost immediately and began to make slow circles around her stiff love button.
It was rather large, I dimly noted through my haze of lust. Large enough for my lips ... like a miniature cock, I thought, closing my lips over it and eliciting a shriek from my older lover. Her labia swelled against my face, and she began to rock back and forth as her cum soaked my lips and chin.
With a loud and most unfeminine groan, she hauled herself away from me. "Damn, were you taught that in college?" she laughed.
"As a matter-of-fact, I was," I smiled back. "Not in the classroom-in the dorms."
"I've heard that about colleges, these days," Rhoda said. She turned to Brad. "Hey, look what's growing in the chair."
Brad's cock was sticking straight up from his lap. Grinning from ear to ear, he stepped up on the bed. I gave his dick a kiss and a squeeze, then Rhoda sat up fast and grabbed his ankles. Yelling, he tumbled over. Rhoda caught him by the hips and lowered him on top of her.
"I haven't had any of this, yet," she explained. "And I don't see any point in wasting time."
Brad lifted up, expecting to slide his cock right in her pussy. Instead, Rhoda flipped him over on his back and positioned herself between his legs. Opening her mouth wide, she lowered it over his prick. Brad mumbled something as she closed her mouth tightly and bobbed her head up and down.
Abruptly, she yanked his prick free of her mouth and threw herself on her back. Brad got on top of her, pressing his palms firmly against the sheets and raising himself up. With small, jerky, movements of his hips, he nudged at her pussy slit with the tip of his cockhead. Rhoda shifted around, trying to position her slit right over the tip so she could push it in, but he managed dodge her attempts.
Finally, just as she was starting to protest, he seized the base of his prickhead and popped the head between her cunt lips, and froze in place.
"Come on, what the fuck are you doing?" Rhoda exclaimed, at the same time shoving her hips forward mightily.
Some of his cock rode in. I was sitting at the edge of the bed, cross-legged, at just the right angle to see everything. I reached for my pussy and stroked my cunt hair as I watched his long, wet cockshaft descend into the pussy I'd just eaten out.
With a grunt, Rhoda raised her legs and crossed them over the small of his back. Making the bed move with her, she worked her ass in back-forth motions. Brad started humping, and I couldn't help slipping a finger into my pussy when I realized they'd established a perfect rhythm.
Well, I already knew that this wasn't the first time they'd fucked. It was beautiful, actually, the way their bodies moved in synch. I started matching their rhythm as I frigged myself.
Then Brad started groaning the way I'd heard him when he was about to cum in me. Rhoda let out a high-pitched wail and started shaking all over. It seemed to me that they were cumming at the same time, the way they were making the bed shake.
I heard a rapping sound, like someone was knocking on the front door, then the door flew open.
CHAPTER TWO
The couple who had just arrived stood there, she with her hand over her mouth and he with a sheepish expression. They were both wearing short bathrobes, and I wondered if they were naked underneath ... the flap of her bathrobe was open a bit, showing light-brown skin and no trace of a nightgown.
"Sorry, we thought the door was locked," he said. "I guess you don't get too many guests."
Rhoda threw a blanket she'd frantically groped for over herself and Brad. I grabbed for the first garment I saw, a big, old-fashioned robe of Rhoda's. "No, not out here," I responded. "In fact, you're the first in several days."
Four days, to be exact. For whatever mysterious reason, the company that owned the motel kept paying expenses and salaries, probably covered by the company that owned the company. No executive ever showed up, no accounting was ever demanded. Rhoda remembered some sort of manager from a few years back, when she started working there.
There were more guests then, she'd told me. Cheating couples, mostly, and a couple of prostitutes. The manager simply left, calling in one morning to say he wasn't coming back. His last act had been to hire Brad, and a succession of part-time bookkeepers-reservation clerks preceded me.
When I asked Rhoda why they left, she mentioned something vague about better offers. Anyway, I belted my robe tightly, realizing that they weren't in the least shocked by what they'd walked in on.
"The phone didn't work," the woman said. "By the way, my name is Mei Lin."
He said, "Curtis." I told them my name, then pointed to the bed. "That's Brad, who does the fixing up around here, and that's Rhoda, general maintenance."
"We just wanted to say that our phone didn't work," Mei Lin explained. "We saw your light on, so we thought we could check."
Brad sat up, letting the blanket slip down far enough to expose a bit of his cock hair. Oh, that had to be deliberate! Mei Lin's glance immediately drifted in that direction. Curtis was looking back and forth from Rhoda to me, and I could see that far from being shocked, they were turned on.
"The people who own this place haven't authorized new lines for the cabins," Brad explained. "The phone in the front office is working, though."
Mei Lin shrugged. "Well, the call isn't that important. We can always try in the morning."
With that, they left. Rhoda pulled off the blanket and shook her head.
"You know, I don't think they wanted to make a call-I think they just wanted to see what we were up to in here."
"Well, they did," Brad chuckled. "You think there'll be problem?"
"There aren't any problems here," Rhoda replied. "We're just too deep in nowhere ... hey, what inspired that? A pretty Asian, perhaps?"
A huge bulge had grown in the part of the blanket covering Brad's lap. Rhoda seized it and squeezed hard, then yanked the blanket off to reveal Brad's hard-on.
"There's plenty here for both of us," Rhoda purred, stretching out on her stomach sideways on the bed, her chin on Brad's thigh.
I got on the other side of Brad's stiff prick and trailed my nipples along Brad's other thigh as I stuck out my tongue. Rhoda's huge boobs pooled against the sheet as she pressed her tongue tip to the bottom of Brad's cockshaft. I pressed my tongue tip to the other side, feeling his hot blood pulse through the raised veins, my tongue separated from Rhoda's by less than an inch of cock flesh.
Together, we began licking toward the head. Pressing firmly with our tongues, we inched our way up, stopping at the rim of flesh separating head and shaft. Rhoda moved first, dabbing her tongue tip against the underside of his cockhead while I fluttered my tongue tip against the top.
His cock throbbed, and he let out a hoarse grunt. Rhoda's tongue hit mine, and we rubbed tongues just over the tip of Brad's prick. Rhoda snapped her tongue back. Since I had a hand on his prick, I popped it into my mouth, slurped at it, took it out and passed it back to Rhoda.
She took it all the way in, humming over it as she tightened her cheeks. I pulled myself forward a bit, my tits flopping over his thigh to drape against the firm, muscled inside. My cheek bumped against Rhoda's chin, so I slid down a little and nuzzled my face between Brad's legs.
My tongue tingled from the rough, wrinkled feel of his scrotum. I pressed down very gently, tracing the outline of his testicles with my tongue tip, then I moved down further. I couldn't quite reach the part I wanted, so I raised my tits off his leg and crawled around to the end of the bed.
Rhoda had his prick half-in, half-out, and she was holding it like that. I flattened myself out on my stomach and slid between his legs, nudging his ass crack with my chin until he lifted his buttocks. As Rhoda took his prick the rest of the way into her mouth, I jammed my face against his ass crack and extended my tongue.
He shook as I found the hard flesh of his anus and pushed a bit of my tongue tip in. Rhoda started sucking hard, her head bobbing up and down. Brad's asshole tightened, pushing out the bit of tongue I'd managed to get into it, and he thrust his hips upward.
From the sounds he was making, I knew he was cumming. "Here, have some," Rhoda said urgently, taking his spurting prick out of her mouth. A long stream of semen arced across the bed, and I managed to get his hard-on in my mouth in time to catch another long spurt.
I passed his cock back to Rhoda just as the last of his cum was erupting. She shoved it greedily into her mouth, making a loud slurping noise before taking it out again. A little bit of semen dribbled from the softening head, and his prick slipped out of Rhoda's grasp to drop down over his balls.
Brad hauled himself off the bed to stagger to the cabin's tiny bathroom. Rhoda turned on her side and propped her head up in her hand, smiling suggestively at me.
Neither of us had to say a word. I sat up, spun around on my butt and stretched out on my side, my face to her cunt. She raised a thigh, and the feminine warmth of her crotch enveloped my senses as I joined my mouth to her cunt. An incredible rush of pleasure rode through me as her tongue pushed into my cunt slit.
It seemed like we were sixty-nining for hours, but it was only about five minutes until we made each other cum. Brad pleaded for mercy and went back to his cabin. Rhoda also claimed exhaustion, so I climbed into my clothes and headed back to my quarters.
I just so happened to take a route that would find me behind Mei Lin and Curtis's cabin, and I just so happened to get close enough to take a peek through the back window. It also just so happened that I caught a glimpse of an almost-hairless, light tan-skinned pussy.
As much sex as I'd had that night, I woke up with my fingers in my pussy. Also, I'd awoken late. I took a quick shower and scrambled into my clothes, and ran to the front office and had it opened just as Mei Lin and Curtis were emerging from their cabin. They told me they enjoyed their stay, then checked out and left.
It took all of fifteen minutes for me to do the day's paperwork, then I had time to reflect. I felt wonderful about what had happened last night, but I wasn't sure how Brad or Rhoda would react. Would they be awkward around me, perhaps angry at each other? Older women could get jealous ... but, then again, so could younger women.
Brad's big grin told me he hadn't any misgivings, and Rhoda was equally as cheerful and happy. Since we were all awake, I phoned a nearby diner for our breakfast order. The place is owned by whoever owns our motel, so it's sort of like a kitchen for us.
We ate and settled back into our idyllic existence. Brad did some sort of work, Rhoda readied the cabin that had been used, and I caught up on my reading. Everything was so perfect, and remained so for the next ten days.
Then, the letter came.
I read it over twice, feeling a sinking sensation in my stomach. I was staring at it when Brad and Rhoda came in.
She took one look at the expression on my face and asked, "Trouble?"
I nodded. "We're getting a boss," I said, and read the two short paragraphs....an officer will assume the day-to-day management of this establishment, and will be responsible for the physical makeup and staffing...."
"Well, it was good while it lasted," Rhoda sighed.
Brad scowled. "First, they're going to fix up, hire contractors and so forth. Sink a bunch of bucks into it."
"Into this place?" I objected. "How the hell could it return the investment?"
"It can't, and that's just the idea," Brad said. "Tax loss, something like that. Hire a whole bunch of people-"
"Maybe get rid of us?" Rhoda interjected.
"Maybe." Brad rolled his eyes. "That, too. After they've laid out all the bucks, they'll either sell it to some sucker or just shut the place down. Maybe this 'day-to-day management' bullshit is just to make it look legitimate."
A few days later, a very expensive sports car pulled up. I was sitting on the porch of the front office, reading, and I almost dropped the book in surprise when I saw Mei Lin approach.
She was wearing another summer dress, a pale yellow one that beautifully matched her light-tan complexion and hugged her figure so sensuously, my pussy started getting wet. She flashed me a friendly, sexy smile as she approached the front desk, and I asked her if she was here for another stay.
"You could say that," she purred. "I mean, I will be staying." A puzzled expression crossed her face. "Didn't you get the letter, the one about the new management?"
"I got a letter like that," I answered, puzzled myself. "But how did you know about it?"
"My father's secretary wrote it," she said, a small smile on her beautiful lips.
"So you're with the company...." I began.
"Right, and more than that." Her smile broadened at the look of amazement on my face.
"You, you're going to be the manager?" I asked.
"That's right, and I have a lot of changes to make."
She seemed so damned cheerful about it. I began to think of her as cold, as the kind of person who would snatch someone's job and think it was cute. Still, she was management, and I forced myself to remain pleasant. "Changes?" I asked, clumsily probing for information.
"Everything's going to change," she chirped. "From what I've seen, I'm sure you'll love what I plan to do."
Too absorbed in thoughts of unemployment, I completely missed her reference to what she'd walked in on. I guessed that what I'd "love" would be the severance deal she had for me. Maybe I'd have enough time to....
"Are Brad and Rhoda around?" Mei Lin asked. "I want to speak to each of you privately, then we'll have a conference and I'll lay out my plans."
How do you tell the new boss that your two coworkers, whom you share sex with, weren't doing any work because there was no work to do? Brad was reading and Rhoda was watching television.
Mei Lin grinned at my hesitation. "I was just asking if they were on the premises," she explained.
There was a public address system, actually, a couple of speakers attached to the roof of the main cabin. Brad had it working enough for someone to be heard over it, but it was used so infrequently that the sound of my voice across the property scared the small birds and squirrels.
They tramped in a few minutes later. "Hi, guys," I said, as casually as I could. Tension was already rising. Brad frowned, and Rhoda looked suspiciously at Mei Lin.
"I guess you liked our facilities." Rhoda's friendly tone sounded rather forced.
"Not really," Mei Lin laughed. "Barely habitable, but it least it was clean-thanks to your work, of course."
"The place is a dump," Brad said mournfully. "So, why did you come back?"
Mei Lin looked like she was struggling to keep from laughing out loud. "Hey, listen," I said. "Remember that letter? The day-to-day manager? Mei Lin is going to be our manager."
Before Rhoda could speak, Mei Lin said, "I'm taking over, and I'm going to make all sorts of wonderful changes here. And please, don't look so glum. Believe me, everything's going to be okay."
"You're going to repair Cabin Six?" Brad asked. "You can't even go in there-dangerous."
"All of the cabins are going to be replaced." I winced inwardly at the word "replaced." Mei Lin continued, "What I want to do today is interview each of you personally. I already know a little about you, and since we'll be working together, I'd like to get to know you well."
She asked Brad to come into the back office, and closed the door tightly behind them. I heard the lock click. Rhoda looked at me, I looked at her, and we darted out of the cabin and ran around to the back. There was a tall, thick tree about yard or two from the back of the cabin, and we hid behind it to peer into the uncovered rear window.
Sounds carry far in that area-my PA summons could have brought everyone named Brad and Rhoda within a half mile-so we were able to hear as well as see.
"Brad Phillips," Mei Lin mused. "You're the maintenance man, a Mr. Fixit with an M.A. I guess you're between teaching jobs?"
"There aren't as many phys ed openings as there used to be," Brad said ruefully. "So, here I am. I also have a B.S. in physiology."
"So, you're good with your hands and brain," Mei Lin said.
"Listen, Mei Lin, I have to ask." Brad's face darkened. "Are you planning any, you know, changes in personnel?"
"Well, I'll be hiring a few more people eventually." Mei Lin cocked her head. "You're not afraid I'm going to fire you, are you?"
"Actually, I was afraid you were going to fire all of us," Brad replied glumly.
"No. Remember when I came to, was it, Rhoda's cabin?"
"Right, Rhoda's," Brad said. "Yes, you caught us in the middle of-"
"A three-way," Mei Lin interrupted. "I didn't really have a phone call to make-in fact, I hadn't even tried the phone."
Rhoda and I exchanged glances. I felt her arm go around my waist as we leaned our heads together to hear and see more clearly.
"We heard the noises," Mei Lin was saying, "and I wanted to make sure it was what I thought. You see, the three of you are perfect for what I have in mind."
"I'm afraid I don't quite understand," Brad said. "You haven't said anything about your plans, yet."
"One thing at a time," Mei Lin said. "First, I want to get to know my people very well."
Rhoda's hand slid back against my butt. I reached behind me and pressed her fingers firmly against my denim-covered cheek. "I think I'm beginning to see what she's getting at," I whispered to Rhoda.
"You might be right," she whispered back. "But he doesn't see it."
"Well, I was born...." Before Brad could launch into a brief biographical sketch of himself, Mei Lin stopped him.
"I can get that information anytime, Brad," she said softly. "That's not what I mean."
She'd been sitting on the edge of the wooden teacher's desk that was about the only furniture in the office. Sliding off, she dragged a plain wooden chair to the center of the room and sat down.
"Stand right here, Brad," she said, pointing to a spot on the floor by her feet. "Just keep your arms at your sides and relax."
Rhoda gave my ass a hard squeeze. "Oh, she's going to," my older woman lover gasped.
Mei Lin reached her slender, light-brown fingers up to Brad and quickly unbuttoned his work shirt.
Pulling the garment open, she placed her hands on his shoulders and slowly brought them down to his torso. She tweaked his tiny masculine nipples, then let her fingers trail down the hard plane of his stomach to the top of his pants.
Brad's expression went from amazement to pure lust as she deftly undid his pants and opened them, with smooth, fluid movements that showed how well-practiced she was at undressing men. She put a bit of grace and style into it, drawing his jeans down first.
That huge bulge I'd lately gotten familiar with appeared in the crotch of his briefs. Her slender fingers gripped his sides, and Rhoda and I both gasped as she pressed her lips tightly against the cotton-covered bulge. Brad groaned in a way familiar to Rhoda and I, and he trembled.
Leaning her head back and closing her eyes, Mei Lin stuck out her tongue and pressed the tip against the bulge. She slowly licked around it until it was wet with spit, the skin of his cock and balls visible, then she seized the waistband of his briefs and slowly dragged them down.
Brad's sizable erection sprang up. Mei Lin planted a series of light kisses on the head, then wrapped her fingers around the shaft and licked the underside from cock hair to cockhead.
The sight of that made me reach for Rhoda's butt, clutching the loose fabric of her housedress and panties against her generous ass cheeks. My older lover humped back at my hand, and she squeezed my ass more firmly.
Working her head around in a spiraling motion, Mei Lin slowly filled her mouth with Brad's hardon. She remained still for a moment, then parted her lips and started to roll her head around. We couldn't tell exactly what she was doing, of course, but the sounds Brad made told us that she was doing it very well.
Brad started jerking rapidly back and forth, humping his cock in and out of Mei Lin's mouth. She seemed to be keeping her head still until she lunged at him, taking his cock to the root. Maintaining her grip on his sides, her cheeks drew in as she sucked, then swelled wide.
"Look at her throat," Rhoda whispered.
The woman was swallowing Brad's cum! I shuddered with excitement, flipping my hand under Rhoda's dress to squeeze her ass through her panties. Rhoda slid her hand between the backs of my thighs, groping my pussy through my jeans.
Finally, Brad staggered back. Mei Lin extended her tongue as she pulled her head back and, for an instant, we could see Brad's softening cock on the wet, pink flat of Mei Lin's tongue. Brad took another step back, stumbling over his rolled-up jeans and gripping the edge of the desk to keep his balance.
Mei Lin swept off her chair and crouched down, taking hold of Brad's briefs and hauling them up his legs. Her fingers brushed against his prick as she pulled the undergarment up over his balls. Brad pulled up his jeans and sat at the edge of the desk.
"I hope that made you feel better about me," Mei Lin purred.
"I feel great about you," Brad chuckled. "So, I guess we'll-"
"We'll do great," Mei Lin said firmly. "Like I said, we'll all have a big dinner and I'll discuss my plans then. Meanwhile, do you think you could call Rhoda in?"
Reluctantly freeing my crotch and backing away from my hand on her ass, Rhoda chuckled, "Well, I don't have a cock for her to suck."
"I'm sure she'll think of something else," I purred. "Anyway, make sure you send Brad back here."
My red-headed older woman lover disappeared around the side of the cabin. A rather confused looking Brad stepped up to the tree.
I shushed him as he asked me what was going on. "Don't you want to see?" I whispered. "Rhoda and I really enjoyed your interview." He stood beside me, and I snuggled up to him as we watched Rhoda enter the office.
"From what I've seen of your work, you're very professional," Mei Lin smiled, again perched at the edge of the desk.
Rhoda seated herself on the plain wooden chair. "I don't call mop and bucket work a profession. I've done waitressing, maintenance ... thanks anyway, though."
"Yes, but you're good," Mei Lin insisted. "It wasn't an accident that I walked in on you...." Mei Lin repeated what she'd said to Brad.
Rhoda nodded, apparently trying not to let on that she and I had been spying. Mei Lin got to the part about wanting to be close to her staff, then she slid off the desk. Kneeling in front of Rhoda's chair, she looked up at the older woman and smiled seductively.
"Raise your bottom a little, please."
Rhoda's expression indicated that she knew exactly what Mei Lin had in mind. She lifted her large butt, and Mei Lin dexterously hoisted her housedress to her waist.
Planting my hand over Brad's crotch, I unzipped his fly and reached in. Finding his soft prick, I hauled it out and wrapped my fingers tightly around it. It throbbed in my grasp as Mei Lin bared Rhoda's red-haired cunt.
"I didn't get a chance to look at you the other night," Mei Lin said, a note of passion in her voice. "I knew your pussy would be so beautiful."
Ducking her head down, Mei Lin planted a hard kiss on Rhoda's pussy mound. The older woman gasped and thrust her hips up, then Mei Lin's face completely covered her cunt slit.
Brad's prick started to stretch in my grasp. I tugged at it, rolling it around in my fingers. He shoved his hand between my lower body and the tree I was leaning against, and my lust went up another notch as I felt him opening the top of my pants.
Strong, work-roughened fingers slid down the front of my panties and settled over my cunt mound. I couldn't help crying out, but neither Rhoda nor Mei Lin heard me. The light tan-skinned woman's head was trapped between Rhoda's thighs. Rhoda had closed her eyes, her face a mask of ecstasy as she made gentle back-and-forth motions with her hips.
Brad's cock got harder and my cunt got wetter. Rhoda let out a sudden shriek of passion, rocking back and forth, then bending over to grip Mei Lin's shoulders. "Enough!" Rhoda cried out. "It's too much, it's too intense."
Mei Lin gracefully lifted her head from between the redhead's thighs. Sunlight streaming into the room glistened off the cunt juice coating Mei Lin's pretty face. Rhoda, her dress around her waist and her panties down around her ankles, slumped forward in her chair, breathing hard.
"Oh, Mei Lin. I don't think anyone's ever done me that, that fantastically!"
In a softer and much less business-like tone, Mei Lin said, "Perhaps you won't mind having me as manager?"
"No, I don't think so at all," Rhoda smiled, getting to her feet and pulling up her panties.
Brad and I watched the undergarment cover her generous butt cheeks, and I followed the progress of the hem of her dress as it slid down her back. I let go of his prick, excitement and anticipation filling me. It was my turn, and I tried to imagine what she had planned for me as I slowly made my way to the front of the cabin.
More cunnilingus? Maybe a dildo? Mei Lin was dabbing her lips with a damp towel when I stepped in.
"Things are going wonderfully, so far, Amy," she said, and smiled up at me. The look of warmth on her face made it very hard for me to have misgivings about her. Of course, that and what I'd already seen. "It's important that we get to know each other in a special way."
Was it my own anticipation, or the tone of her voice? I suddenly got very horny, as if I hadn't fucked in several weeks, as if the previous night hadn't happened at all. We really had a wild one, to sort of celebrate Mei Lin's arrival.
It was then that I realized what an incredibly sensuous person she was. I'd already thought of her as beautiful, and a vivid memory of what I'd seen of her body filled my mind. Then I recalled that she hadn't undressed while "interviewing" Brad and Rhoda.
I started to discuss my education and specific skills, and I was about to launch into a list of accounting programs I knew when Mei Lin stopped me.
"Excuse me for interrupting," she replied. "I've seen your work here, and I've seen enough to know how well you can work. But I have other things to ask you about, if you don't mind. It's kind of personal."
Mei Lin knew damn well I wouldn't mind personal questions. She wasn't being deceptive, though, just really polite and considerate. Besides, I could very well have been shy about being caught in a menage.
"When I walked in on you, and sorry about that, by the way, you were fucking Brad. Rhoda was also in bed with you. Did you have sex with her? Do you go both ways?"
I couldn't help squirming in my chair, I was that horny. "Yes to both questions," I smiled. "I just like sex, period."
Her eyes were roving up and down my torso. Sliding off her chair, she stepped up to me, murmuring, "Do you mind?" I shook my head. She lifted my T-shirt and leaned over to kiss my nipples.
CHAPTER THREE
I'd never felt a gender, more delicate touch on my tits. A haze of lust settled over me as I watched her small lips close over my thick nipple, pale pink against the dark brown of my round tit. Her tongue fluttered across my areola, and I couldn't help gripping her bare shoulders, pressing the straps of her summer dress against her beautiful, light-brown skin.
"I have something nice to show you," she said, half-whispering as she released my breast from her mouth. My T-shirt flopped back down.
Mei Lin beamed and reached for the top of my jeans. She opened them quickly, her fingers almost a blur as she popped the snap and ran the zipper down. With one surprisingly strong pull, she hauled jeans and panties down to my knees and gestured to the desk.
"Sit up here, okay?" There was a sensuous quality to the coolness of the desktop against my bare buttocks. Mei Lin continued, "Let me get these off the rest of the way," and pulled my pants and underpants off my feet.
She was surprisingly strong, considering how lean her arms were. Grasping my ankles, she lifted my legs and planted my feet on the desktop. I let my thighs drop apart, and she gazed at my wide-open pussy flesh.
"I got a fairly good look at you," she said, low in her throat. "You're even more ... everything." She made a hissing sound and crouched down.
Her knees were bent at perfect right angles, and her back was perfectly straight. So flexible, so lithe ... she must have had gymnastic training ... the erotic possibilities made me shudder, and Mei Lin misunderstood.
"You don't have to be nervous," she said softly. "This is going to be pleasure."
"It's not nervousness," I said, gazing down at my pussy.
A look of pure lust crossed Mei Lin's face. "Well, then." Turning her hands sideways, thumb up, she spread her fingers, keeping her middle and ring finger together, her pinkie down and her forefinger up. "This does take a bit of practice," she said, half to herself. "But first, I must ... excuse me."
Bending at the waist without showing the slightest sign of strain, she planted a very delicate kiss on my pussy hair strip. I thought she was going to plunge in and start eating me, but she straightened up and slid her spread fingers between my thighs.
Her middle and ring fingers touched my slit, and I couldn't help humping back at her. Tan fingertips slid between my labia, and I murmured as she slowly filled my pussyhole. I clenched my cunt muscles against her digits, and when she was in my pussy to her knuckles, she pressed her upraised forefinger against the hood of skin over my clit.
I jerked my ass up, my pussy flesh throbbing around her fingers. She stroked around my love button, pleasuring me so much I had to close my eyes. Then her pinkie tip touched my anus, and I shrieked. Mei Lin pulled back, leaving only two fingertips in my slit. I moaned at her to go ahead, that it was fantastic, then I closed my eyes tightly as her cunt fingers slid back in.
Again, the tip of her forefinger brushed the skin over my clit. Her pinkie touched my anus, and a brief shock of pain was followed by an intense rush of pleasure as she slid the small finger in to the second joint.
Then, she paused, her fingers in place. The sound of her heavy breathing made my passion surge even more. She began a slow back and forth movement with her cunt fingers, working her clit finger around my sheathed love button. I shoved my hands under my T-shirt and seized my breasts, squeezing my tits as she increased the pace of her humping fingers.
Her cunt fingers reached my G spot. Immediately and not in slow stages like I usually do, I climaxed hard, leaning way back on the desk as one earthquake shock of pleasure after another pounded through me. I don't recall twisting around and jumping up. I didn't know I had till I felt cool air on both my sex holes, and I opened my eyes to see Mei Lin licking my cunt juice off her middle and ring fingers.
"I've never had it done like that," I exclaimed. "Not even the first time I let another woman touch me down there."
Mei Lin's eyes flashed with delight. "Ooh, you have to tell me about that sometime."
I gazed at her through a haze of total satisfaction, deliberately looking at her legs and licking my lips.
"I don't really have time just now," Mei Lin purred. "We'll have other opportunities, though. Meanwhile, I'd like us all to have dinner tonight." She mentioned an expensive restaurant. "Dinner will be on me, of course, and I'll send a car around for you. Oh, it's not casual."
I said that wouldn't be a problem for any of us, even though I wasn't quite sure about Rhoda. Come to think of it, I hadn't seen Brad in anything more formal than a work shirt with a collar. Mei Lin gathered up her pocketbook and left. I followed her out to the front office and waited until I saw her car vanish down the road before I ran behind the building.
"We didn't see a damn thing, except for your cute little ass," Rhoda exclaimed as I approached them. "What did she do to you?"
I started to describe the act, then decided I could best show Rhoda by demonstrating it. "We're invited to dinner somewhere," I announced, waving the paper with the address at them. "I hope everybody can dress up."
"If she doesn't mind my looking like a college teacher, fine," Brad chuckled.
Rhoda flashed me a mysterious smile. "Don't worry about me. Better think about what she has planned."
"Look, it's obviously going to include us," Brad reasoned. "I mean, she certainly went out of her way to be friendly."
"That's a good way to put it," Rhoda laughed. "Anyway, our new boss is as raunchy as we are, meaning that we're not up shit's creek like we thought. Besides, we get a free dinner out of it, and I'm damned curious about that move she did."
Brad took the front desk, an easy job since there wasn't a car in sight in either direction. In the back office, I pulled up a wooden chair and sat. My older red-headed lover stood in front of me, hoisting up her dress. I took her panties down while she held the dress up.
"Stay like that," I told her. "I have to see my hand to do this."
I slipped my hand between her thighs, extending my fingers as Mei Lin had. It was a bit awkward, but I managed to get my ring and middle finger in her pussy. I pressed down on her clit rather than circling it, and she shrieked so loudly that Brad came rushing into the room.
One look at the position of my fingers made a significant bulge appear in the crotch of his jeans. He rubbed himself thoughtfully as he watched my pinkie disappear between Rhoda's ass cheeks, and as I started frigging her, he popped open his pants and pulled out his cock.
I didn't even think about going to someone else's cabin, and neither did my two co-workers. Brad stepped behind me and opened my jeans, pulling them down and seizing my pussy. Rhoda started cumming frantically, finally jerking herself away from me. She slid off the desk. I bent over, clutching the edge of the desk as Brad groped between the backs of my thighs for my cunt lips.
With a moan, I bent double, pressing my T-shirt covered tits against the desktop as Brad stroked my slit with his cockhead. Rhoda stepped back into her panties, pulling them up and shoving a hand down the front. Brad popped his cockhead into my pussy, and Rhoda's fingers made white bulges in the fabric of her underpants as she fingered her snatch.
I thrust my ass back at him, clenching my cunt muscles around his hard-on, effectively masturbating him with my pussy. His cock started to jerk in that familiar manner, and he rather desperately reached between my legs to feel around my pussy for my clit.
My second orgasm of the afternoon broke as he found my love button, and as I shuddered through the climax I felt his hot cum shoot into my twat. Spurt after spurt hit the flesh of my vagina, and my orgasm subsided as the last of his cum rushed out.
Brad staggered back, and I pulled myself to my feet. Rhoda said something about getting him hard again, unbuttoning her dress, then we heard a car pull up.
Instantly, we wriggled back into our clothes. I headed out, smiling at the rather impatient-looking elderly couple at the desk. Brad emerged to take their bags to their cabin, and he came back fifteen minutes later with a disgusted look on his face.
"How many years has it been since fifty cents was considered a good tip?" he asked, shaking his pocket to make the coins jingle.
"Don't complain," Rhoda advised. "If there weren't any guests at all, there wouldn't be any us."
Our three-way broken up, we went back to our cabins to prepare for our evening. Around seven thirty, Rhoda and I were assembled in the parking lot. Brad was most professorial-looking indeed. His suit might have been a bit more casual than the restaurant expected, but he did have his jacket and tie. I looked like any lady accountant, skirt suit and tie. Rhoda looked stunning. Her sheer black dress beautifully outlined her large breasts and fitted her bright red hair and round face perfectly. The dress stopped at about mid-thigh, revealing shapely, stocking-clad legs.
Headlights illuminated the cheap gravel-covered parking lot. An enormous limousine pulled up and stopped right in front of the hotel. The uniformed driver got out, doffed his cap and said, "Brad, Rhoda, Amy, right?"
We nodded. Rhoda asked, "Did Mei Lin send you?"
A broad grin spread across his chiseled features. "Yes, she sure did." I peered into the back window, but didn't see her. "She said she'll meet you at the restaurant," he added as he got behind the wheel.
Rhoda got in, then I did, then Brad deliberately rubbed his thigh against mine as he slid in next to me. I rubbed back, at the same time dropping a hand in Rhoda's lap as if by accident. My other hand found its way into Brad's lap, all by itself-I swear. Two hands, a thick, somewhat rough male one and a softer female one, slid up under my skirt.
I glanced up at the small partition separating where we were from the driver's seat. He was staring straight ahead, his round cap sitting on his round head like a circle sitting on a sphere, and I couldn't see his face in the dashboard mirror. That meant he wasn't looking up at it, and he appeared to be totally disinterested in what was going on in the back seat.
Did he even know? If he'd been driving Mei Lin around for a while, he was probably ready for anything, I reflected. I remembered vividly what I'd seen of her again, remembered how skillfully, how artistically, she brought me to orgasm. It would be so nice to have her sitting with us ... as I thought about our encounter, I remembered something.
"You know, she didn't strip at all," I said, slumping forward in the seat to give the hands under my dress a better angle to rub my panty fabric against my pussy mound.
That also helped me press down harder on Brad's and Rhoda's crotch. "Right," Rhoda said, lifting my wrist with two fingers and pulling up the hem of her skirt. "I'm dying to see what she'll look like naked, too."
"I don't think she'll stay there," I commented. "I'm sure she has a, well, bigger place." I rolled my eyes.
Rhoda laughed. "If you have a palace, why settle for a rat hole?"
"That's not very loyal, considering we're staff," Brad laughed. "True, yes, but not loyal."
"I don't recall pledging allegiance to anything," Rhoda said sharply.
I cut in, "Why don't you pledge a little more allegiance to my pussy?"
Rhoda said something about a wise guy and poked a bit of panty material between my pussy lips. She had French lace panties on, and I pressed them against her red pussy bush.
Meanwhile, I was maintaining a steady up-and-back movement on Brad's cock bulge. It was getting bigger. His hand had wandered off somewhere, so only Rhoda's fingers were playing with my pussy.
"We're going to be a mess by the time we get there," Brad muttered.
"I'll behave if everybody else will," I murmured, lifting my hand a fraction of an inch off Rhoda's pussy.
Giving my cunt lips one last caress, she slowly removed her hand from my crotch. I squeezed Brad's bulge hard enough to make him groan, then I folded my hands neatly in my lap. Brad and Rhoda slid away from me and in a moment, we were decorous enough to be mistaken for church functionaries.
The back door opened by itself when we arrived. Brad and I got out, and Rhoda gave a passer-by an unexpected thrill when her dress rode up to her waist as she slid over-the dark interior of the limousine made a perfect background for the sheer white of her panties. We were only a little rumpled from our playing around, and we straightened up as we approached the ultra-elegant restaurant front.
Before I could tell the head waiter who we were, he smiled at Brad. "Dinner with your mother and sister? That's very nice. Of course, you have reservations?"
He wasn't in the least nonplussed when I informed him that we weren't related. I deliberately stood in front of Rhoda, since she was obviously at the boiling point. Then I told him whose guest we were, and he winced visibly. Apologizing, he led us across the main dining room to a corner table.
Mei Lin smiled at us as we approached. Curtis arrived as we sat down. Brad and I said hello. Rhoda said, "That head waiter deserves a punch in the head."
I told Mei Lin what he'd said, and she clapped a small hand over her mouth to keep from laughing. Rhoda's angry expression softened, and she said it could have been an honest mistake.
Brad said, "Besides, he was accusing me of incest."
Only doing it right there on the table would have provided a clearer idea of our relationship. I looked at Curtis, and saw that he wasn't taken aback. Mei Lin had probably filled him in on us, I guessed.
The waiter took our drinks order. Mei Lin leaned forward, resting her small tan arms on the tablecloth. "Like I said, I'm more than willing to keep you three on, but I should tell you what I have planned, first. I think you'll all like it ... but there'll be a generous severance package and excellent references for anyone who wants out."
She paused to gaze around the table. I had that fluttery feeling in my stomach, like the night before my certification exam, like just before I fucked for the first time. Neither of us could think of a reply, not even Rhoda, whose expression was unreadable.
Brad looked like he was studying something complex. Mei Lin continued, "Curtis is handling the legal details ... zoning laws, any community standards stuff."
"Why would community standards matter?" Rhoda asked.
"I'll get to that," Mei Lin smiled. "Anyway, Curtis has also arranged for the land purchase and the contractors."
"You've bought land?" Brad asked.
"Right, we're expanding your property line to include the lake."
Brad, who knew the area much better than Rhoda or I, frowned. Some other anonymous corporation owned the land Curtis was talking about. Brad had mentioned the lake, that it was fairly clean since there wasn't any development around it.
"I don't understand," he said. "Land, construction ... you're making a sizable investment in a property that can't possibly make all that back."
"Not as it is now," Curtis said. "Mei Lin?"
She leaned back, drumming her fingers on the table. "It's not just going to be a motel," she explained. "It's going to be sort of an adults-only resort. Sure, it will function as a motel, but only for adults. Those quaint little cabins are going to go, and we'll build up the lakefront."
"Uh-oh," Rhoda intoned. "Three of those cabins are living quarters for us. Now, I wish to hell the drinks would come."
"Don't worry," Mei Lin chuckled. "You won't-"
The drinks arrived, as if by Rhoda's command, at that moment. Rhoda took a generous sip of hers and looked at Mei Lin without saying anything.
"You won't be without a place to stay," Mei Lin said firmly, casting a comical grimace at Rhoda. "And like I said, you won't be out of work. What I'm building will be the second in what I hope will be a chain of places. I have one in operation already, and you'll get plenty of experience until the new place opens. For the next week though, I'm inviting you to be my guests at my estate."
"That's great," Brad said, looking like someone who could hardly believe his ears. "But you're talking about a year's worth-"
"I said 'fast,'" Mei Lin chided gently. "You don't know how quickly my people can move. Besides, I said the land was perfect. Don't you think I had it surveyed?"
"No, I had no idea," Brad replied quietly.
"You wouldn't, because the work wasn't done on your property. Anyway, trust me. We'll all have a great time."
She winked, and Curtis smiled slyly. Catching his glance, I poked the tip of my tongue out from between pursed lips. His smile broadened, and I felt a tingle in my cunt.
Brad smiled ruefully. "Well, I'm in." He glanced at Rhoda. She nodded. I enthusiastically agreed, then the waiter came to take our order. Mei Lin outlined more of her plans as we waited for our food.
"There'll be a swingers' club-I think I'll call the whole place 'Swingers' Motel'-like a sex club."
"So, that's the community standards stuff," Brad said. "I really don't know what kind of local laws there are."
"I do," Curtis said. "And I know which laws aren't." His tone implied that legal problems could be fixed, but he didn't say that.
Mei Lin quickly changed the subject. "You'll have a good time at my estate, and it'll be sort of a warm-up for what will go on at the motel."
Rhoda asked her what that was, and she just smiled mysteriously. I had a pretty good idea, but I didn't say a word. Our food arrived just then, and we chatted about this and that as we ate. After a perfect dessert and more drinks, we were driven back to the motel. We were tired and more than a little tipsy from the drinks, so we staggered off to our own cabins. I was first up, and I barely had time to dress and get in the office before the guests arrived to be checked out.
A while later, Rhoda came in. "Brad up yet?" she asked. I replied that I hadn't seen him. "He's still asleep, probably," Rhoda mused. "Want to give him a nice wake-up?"
Yes, I did want. I put the Honk for Service sign on the stupid, yard-high log fence that was supposed to be a decoration for the parking lot, and I followed Rhoda behind the main building. Brad's cabin was near the edge of the property, and as we approached, we heard running water from his outdoor shower stall.
"It would have been fun to catch him in bed," Rhoda said thoughtfully. "But showers are okay, too." Besides, it was a hot day. Approaching the shower stall as quietly as we could, we stripped and left our clothes on the grass. Brad heard the door click open and spun around, his cock and balls swaying as shower water rained down on him.
Rhoda charged in, lifting a breast and jamming it against his face as I crouched down to take his soft prick in my mouth. Rhoda took hold of his balls, rubbing them gently as I massaged his cockshaft with my tongue. His cock got hard quite suddenly, making me drop my bare ass on the wet shower stall floor. His cockhead hit my nose as it flew out, and, laughing, I jumped to my knees and popped his erection back into my mouth.
As I sucked Brad's prick, he sucked Rhoda's nipple. Pulling her breast from his face, she slid behind him, her tits grazing the backs of his thighs as she dropped into a crouch. Her breasts flopped between his legs, and she spread his ass cheeks and pressed her face to his crack.
Rhoda and I were already soaking wet, body from the showers and pussy from arousal. Brad was soapy, and my hands skidded over his bare sides as I tried to get a grip on him. Rhoda turned her face to one side and pushed her knees forward, not taking into account how slippery the floor was. Letting out a whoop, Rhoda slid forward, her head popping out from between Brad's butt cheeks as she gripped his legs to keep herself from falling on her back.
I chose that moment to try and lift myself to a crouch, because the floor was rather hard against my knees. My feet skidded across the floor, making me throw my head back and release my mouth-lock on Brad's hard-on at the same time. I grabbed his legs just as Rhoda did the same, making him tumble over sideways. It was Brad's turn to slip on the wet floor. He fell against the shower stall door, knocking it off its very cheap hinges and taking Rhoda and I with him as he tumbled out on the lawn.
Giggling uncontrollably, I helped us untangle ourselves. Shrill laughter made us look up to see Mei Lin standing over us, clutching her sides and shaking.
"I hope I haven't caught you at an inopportune moment," she said, then laughed again. "But I'm ready to move you all to my estate. I know it's rather sudden-"
Her eyes as wide as saucers, Rhoda replied, "Sudden? You didn't ... I mean, I haven't even thought of getting ready."
"I didn't mean right now," Mei Lin said. "Tomorrow morning?"
Before Rhoda could say anything, I piped up, "That will be fine. Won't it?" Rhoda started to say something, then shrugged. Brad said it would only take him about fifteen minutes to pack, saying that most of his stuff was at his parents' house.
"Good, then it will be okay if I borrow you for the afternoon?"
"Well, sure," Brad said.
A mischievous glint flashed in Mei Lin's eyes. "First, you might as well put up the 'Closed' sign. Then I'd like you to go with me while I look around the property. It might be a good idea for you to get dressed, first." She stared down at what she could see of his genitals.
Rhoda looked at me and winked. I crawled on all fours over to where my clothes were and quickly put them on, Rhoda following suit. Brad dressed and disappeared into the tool shed and emerged with a long ladder and a box of stick-on letters. The place was so "thriftily" maintained, there wasn't even the usual neon sign, just the kind of message board you'd seen in hospital corridors or in glass cases outside of churches.
Brad quickly pulled off the "Vacancy" letters and replaced them with a single word, Closed. Three pairs of horny female eyes were fixed on his butt tightly outlined by his jeans. He had remained bare to the waist, and we watched the muscles ripple on his arms as he worked.
"Fine," Mei Lin smiled, stepped up to Brad as he climbed off the ladder. "Now, let's go to the new property. Amy, Rhoda, I guess you'd prefer to stay here?" she winked.
"Sure we will," Rhoda smiled. "I might as well start packing."
Mei Lin and Brad walked off, and when Rhoda was sure they were out of earshot, she said, "Like shit. Amy, let's give them a few minutes' lead, then...."
We started forward slowly, pausing to watch their backs vanish into the patch of woods separating the old property from the newly-acquired land. Finding a narrow path, we walked slowly, Rhoda in front of me.
"Now, maybe we'll get a look at that body of hers," Rhoda whispered. "Why would she want to go alone with him?"
There was sort of a hill, rising up from our side of the property and sloping down to where the lake was. Rhoda and I crouched down just at the top, hiding behind trees to watch Mei Lin and Brad walk slowly around the lake shore.
It turned out that we were to be disappointed. They talked a lot, but we couldn't hear what they were saying. They never came closer to each other than three feet, and finally Rhoda gave up in disgust, saying she might as well pack.
So, we went back to our cabins. The next morning, Mei Lin's limousine drove up, without Mei Lin, followed by a truck that was much larger than our small amount of possessions required. The three of us were sleepy and hungry, and we didn't talk much during the long drive to her estate.
We didn't talk at all when we drove up, since we'd been rendered speechless at the size and beauty of the place. A tall butler with a sexy dark complexion and an even sexier Latin American accent greeted us at the door.
"I'm Ramos," he said, his coal-black eyes flashing as he gazed at us. "Ms. Chan will receive you in the sitting room after you've settled in."
He took our bags and led us up a long, winding, marble staircase. Now, I'd been in some rather fancy hotels, but the room I was shown dwarfed any accommodations I'd ever had. Thickly carpeted ... genuine antique dresser and four-poster bed ... I stood in the doorway, hardly able to believe what I was looking at, until Ramos asked me if I needed anything else.
Oh, was it tempting to say, "I need your prick!" Of course, I simply said no. For whatever reason, I'd dressed in my business clothes, and I scrambled out of them to throw on a thin dress over my most lacy bra and thinnest panties.
Brad and Rhoda were already in the main sitting room when I arrived. A few minutes later, the door opened. Mei Lin appeared through a side door, and the three of us gasped in unison.
CHAPTER FOUR
She was naked. The tiny glimpse I'd had of her said nothing about how incredibly sensuous, how beautiful, how I don't know what her bare body was. Long nipples, so dark they were almost black, protruded from the small, uptilted cones of her light-tan breasts. My gaze drifted down the flat plane of her stomach to her lower body, and I let out a soft sigh as I gazed at her pussy.
Only a few strands of shiny black hair, curving gracefully from the top of her mound to the top of her slit, covered her cunt. Her tan labia and darker slit were clearly visible, and I was instantly seized with lust. Mei Lin gazed at us in turn for a moment, then smiled.
"We're very casual around here," she said. "Of course, if you prefer to remain fully dressed, go ahead. The staff prefers to remain in uniform while they're on duty-"
"And off duty?" Rhoda asked, obviously beside herself with all the sexual possibilities offered.
"Off-duty, they do what they like." Mei Lin smiled mysteriously. "Meanwhile, would anyone like something to drink?"
We all said we would, then we watched Mei Lin pad across the floor to speak softly into an intercom. "I hope you like sherry," she said, turning back to us. "Anyway, what do you think?"
"Silly question," Rhoda said, glancing hungrily I at me as she unbuttoned her blouse. Brad took off his work shirt and stepped out of his jeans. Rhoda continued, "The place is absolutely fabulous, and-"
Before she could say anything else, there was a soft knock on the door. "It's Greta," announced a sweet voice in a pronounced German accent."
Wearing the skimpiest outfit I'd ever seen, the maid stepped in. Her blue eyes sparkled as she smiled at us, her long blonde hair caressing her neck as she handed us each a goblet of ruby red liquid. The tight dress revealed both the firm sensuality of her stocking-clad thighs and the curve of her large bosom.
"Your staff is quite, uh, efficient," Brad said, his eyes on Greta's generous hips. The maid quite conveniently dropped the tray on which she'd brought our drinks just as she was about to leave, and as she bent over, the skirt of her uniform dress rode up to reveal a beautiful, large derriere that was covered only by the straps of her garter belt.
Brad coughed and crossed his legs, obviously trying to hide the protuberance that had formed in the crotch of his briefs. Her eyes on that bulge, Mei Lin sauntered across the floor and dropped her light-tan buttocks into Brad's lap.
"We should all be as comfortable as possible," Mei Lin murmured, shifting around. Murmuring that I agreed, I deposited my panty-clad ass in Rhoda's lap and leaned against her chest.
Brad's hands slipped over Mei Lin's tits. Mei Lin spread her legs and reached into Brad's crotch, light-tan fingers on the white cotton of his briefs. Rhoda kissed the side of my neck and asked me to lean over. She opened my bra strap, letting the lacy garment drop off my tits, then she shoved a hand down the front of my panties.
Her hand alighted on my cunt mound. Extending one finger, she swished it over my clit, making my close my eyes from the sheer shock of the pleasure her touch produced. Mei Lin's and Brad's chair creaked as they shifted around, and I popped my eyes open when I heard Mei Lin's voice.
"These are getting in the way," she muttered, tugging at the waistband of Brad's underpants. She grasped Brad's hips and pushed him up. He got to his feet, his back to her, and she yanked his briefs down to his knees. His hard-on swung from side to side as he got the undergarment off and tossed it across the room.
"Greta will love to retrieve those," Mei Lin said. She pushed him back down to the large chair, her feet on either side of his hips.
Meanwhile, I was half out of my mind with lust from Rhoda's finger work on my clit. Telling her I had to get naked all the way too, I jumped off her lap and quickly wriggled out of my underpants. I was careful to rub my bare ass against Rhoda's red-haired pussy.
Kissing the side of my neck, she seized my breasts and squeezed, parting her fingers to take my nipples between them. My thick brown nipples stiffened, and my cunt juice oozed down my slit to Rhoda's. One of my older lover's hands slid off a breast, and as it glided down my stomach, I watched Mei Lin gracefully turn so that she was facing Rhoda and me. Brad's prick, visible from behind the "V" of Mei Lin's spread thighs, slowly vanished into her pussy. Her eyes were tightly shut, and she was gripping his thighs so tightly, her knuckles were white as she enfolded his erection with her twat.
I groaned loudly as Rhoda's hand found my pussy mound. She raised her palm to press her fingertips against my blonde strip of pussy hair, my pussy lips swelling as she advanced her fingers toward them. My sound made Mei Lin open her eyes. Brad's cock was just about all the way inside her, and she raised up, making half his thickly veined, cum-wet cockshaft appear as she leaned forward.
"That is so incredible." Her almond-shaped eyes widened as she drank in the sight of my bare gash directly atop Rhoda's. "Brad, wait a minute," she said, a touch of roughness coloring the dulcet tones of her voice as she robustly lifted her cunt free of Brad's dick. Scampering across to us, she said, "Stay just like that. Don't move."
Rhoda had her fingers on either side of my cunt lips, massaging them with gentle back and forth strokes. Mei Lin dropped down on all fours in front of Rhoda and I, looking back at Brad. "Come over here and put your prick back," she urged him, wiggling her petite bottom around.
Hard cock swaying, he strode across the room and got down on his knees behind Mei Lin. Rhoda brought her hands back up to my breasts, taking my nipples between thumb and forefinger as we watched Brad spread Mei Lin's ass cheeks and press his face against her crack.
"Yes, there, fuck me there," she said, her voice rising in tone.
Holding her cheeks spread wide, Brad lifted his head and replied, "Okay, but you'll have to lube me up a little. "If you're tighter here than in your pussy, I don't see how in hell I'll get in."
"That's my problem," Mei Lin chuckled slyly. "Give me some more of that nice tongue work, then I'll get you good and wet-but you're already wet from my pussy, though."
"It can't hurt ... there's no such thing as too wet," Brad smirked.
"But there is such a thing as a sex pig," Mei Lin purred, tapping her butt against Brad's face.
"And there's such a thing as no one being able to help themselves around someone as hot as you," Brad came back.
"I suppose," Mei Lin lilted. "Now, get your tongue back on my asshole. I'm so horny-hot, as you put it-I could burst."
Brad eagerly plunged his tongue down her ass crack. Mei Lin made a mewling sound, her long dark nipples lengthening visibly. She crawled forward, making Brad utter something into her butt, and extended her tongue. The tip came within an inch of my pussy mound, veins bulging on her neck, then she snapped her tongue back.
"Just a little closer," she gasped.
Brad yanked his face from between her butt cheeks and got up on his knees. "My turn for lubing up," he announced, circling two fingers around the base of his cockshaft. Mei Lin grinned sheepishly up at Rhoda and I.
"Just stay like that," she said to us. "I am a woman of my word, after all."
With that, she turned around, making a circle with her lips and sliding her mouth over Brad's prick. She was crouching, her beautiful buttocks hovering over the carpet, as she worked her head back and forth. Rhoda lifted her legs and pressed the soles of her bare feet against Mei Lin's sides.
Brad started to breath hard and sweat. Mei Lin quickly withdrew her mouth and spun around, dropping back on all fours. She crawled toward Rhoda and me until her shoulders were almost touching the seat of our chair, then she shifted her thighs apart. He got between her legs, reaching between the backs of her thighs for her pussy slit.
Mei Lin again extended her tongue, dabbing the tip at my blonde pussy hair, then pressing it against my slit. As a sharp shock of pleasure tore through me, I saw Brad slide his hard-on between Mei Lin's butt cheeks. She dragged her tongue slowly down my slit, and I knew when his cockhead had penetrated her asshole by the way her tongue stopped still and she shuddered all over.
For a wonderful moment, her tongue remained frozen in place, midway down my slit. Brad was leaning over her back, his hands on the diminutive curve of her hips as he slowly worked more of his stiff member into her butthole. From where I was sitting I couldn't see his prick, but I could see enough of Mei Lin's tits to see his large hands cover them completely.
When his hips touched her buttocks, Mei Lin pushed her tongue tip a little way into my pussy and wriggled it around. I expected her to thrust her tongue in all the way, and it was an extra erotic thrill to feel her pull out suddenly and continued to drag her tongue down my slit. She pressed the tip against the bit of flesh separating my pussy and ass crack, and I lifted a bit so she could get her tongue on my rear sex hole.
Only for a moment, though ... her tongue fluttered against my anus, making me shudder and lean hard against Rhoda's bra-covered tits, then Mei Lin dragged her tongue down to the top of Rhoda's slit. I heard the older woman sigh softly, felt her whole body shudder, and I looked down to see Mei Lin's rather long tongue making a steady progress down Rhoda's slit.
Brad released her breasts and shoved both hands under her waist. Mei Lin thrust her tongue between Rhoda's pussy lips. Brad pulled back then shoved in again, beginning a steady pumping rhythm as he fingered our Oriental hostess's pussy. Mei Lin's tongue reached the fleshy bridge between Rhoda's twat and ass, but couldn't quite get her tongue into the older woman's crack.
With the weight of my body on her thighs, Rhoda couldn't lift up enough. So Mei Lin ran her tongue back up, pressing firmly against Rhoda's slit, stopping at the juncture of the bottom of my slit and the top of Rhoda's. Playfully, her tongue touched first my pussy then my older lover's, darting up and down and making both of us ooze copious amounts of pussy juice.
Her pretty round face tilted up, then her tongue tip was pressing firmly against my clit. She was sweating and shaking, Brad thrusting and grunting behind her, and she pressed her whole mouth against my lips and sucked hard as she shuddered in the first tremors of orgasm.
There was a soft plopping sound as she released my pussy and lifted her head sharply. A shrill cry escaped from her sensual lips, and she humped back fiercely at Brad. He jammed his hips tightly against her buttocks, letting out sort of a roar as his hands flew off her pussy to grip her bare sides.
They were cumming at the same time. Rhoda clapped a hand back over my cunt, vigorously stroking my lips as Mei Lin slumped down to the floor. Brad's cock slipped out of her ass, the long shaft draping over the crack of her butt as he stretched out on top of her. Rhoda casually dipped a fingertip between my lips, and I rubbed her nipples through the latex of her bra.
"Why don't you take that off?" I asked. "I feel like sucking on your titties."
"Okay," she said, drawing in a long, hissing breath. "Just get up for a second."
As I slid off her lap, I clutched at her cunt. My fingers were instantly coated with her sexual fluids, and I licked them clean as I watched her reach behind her back to unclasp her bra. The thick garment dropped to her lap, and she tossed it aside as I leaned over her. Hefting a large round breast, I pressed the soft flesh to my face and took her nipple between my lips.
Hard, dark nipples scraped along my back as Mei Lin insinuated herself next to me. She took hold of Rhoda's other breast, and we sucked the older woman's nipples while she clasped our butt cheeks. Mei Lin released Rhoda's tit and dropped to a crouch in front of the chair.
"Get back the way you were," she panted. "I want to finish....
She let her words trail off as I scrambled back up on Rhoda's lap. She and I spread our legs wide, and Mei Lin got on her knees before us. Murmuring, "Two pussies to play with," she kissed my slit, then Rhoda's, then moved her mouth back up to mine again. As her tongue sank between my labia, she slid a hand between Rhoda's thighs.
I couldn't quite see it, but there was no mistaking the way she bent her arm and moved it toward Rhoda. The older woman's gasp of pleasure confirmed that Mei Lin was frigging her pussy while she was tongue-massaging the inside of mine.
By leaning over a little, I could see the broad, tanned, sweat-covered expanse of Brad's bare back. He was slowly picking himself up, his cock and balls covered with snatch juice and the rest of him covered with sweat. Mumbling at us to enjoy, he staggered off to the bathroom.
Mei Lin found my G spot and started rubbing the tip of her tongue over it vigorously. At the same time, she apparently found Rhoda's spot. I felt the older woman begin to tremble beneath me, then all I could feel was white-hot pleasure as my orgasm broke suddenly and strongly.
Wave after wave of pleasure roared through me as Mei Lin relentlessly tongued my vaginal hot spot. Rhoda twitched and writhed beneath me, her breath hot on my shoulders as she grunted in orgasm. I'm not sure which one of us begged Mei Lin to stop first-it seems to me now that we both started shouting at her at the same time.
First, Mei Lin let go of my pussy, then she dragged her fingers out of Rhoda's cunt. Jumping to her feet, she grinned down at us as I slowly hauled my naked, sweat-covered form off Rhoda's lap. I took a few staggering steps, then deposited my bare ass on the arm of Rhoda's chair.
"I did it," Mei Lin said excitedly, clapping her hands. "I got two women off at once!"
"Incredible," I said, sliding off the chair arm and lurching over to the nearest empty seat. The soft material seemed to caress my bare butt as I sat down. Brad came back in just then, his eyes roving from one naked female body to the next.
"My turn to wash," Mei Lin chirped, darting off to the bathroom.
Rhoda and I watched Brad's genitals slide into the white cotton of his briefs. "I hope you guys are fucked out ... well, tongued out ... for a while. I'd like to get a look at the property."
"Beautiful lawn to be naked on, though," I commented, deliberately parting my thighs to make my slit visible to all.
"Yes, but we don't know how that works. I mean, the place is pretty free-"
"Just 'pretty free,' Rhoda cut in sarcastically. "If this isn't an anything-goes establishment, then there's no such thing. But I still think we should put something on, at least for just now."
Mei Lin came back, and, as if to illustrate Rhoda's point, she pulled her summer dress back on. Brad told her he'd like to see the grounds, and she led us out the back to an expanse of perfectly manicured lawn that seemed to stretch on forever.
We spent the afternoon wandering around the property, admiring the fish ponds. One whole section had been set up as sort of a Japanese garden, and late afternoon shadows stretched gracefully over the landscape by the time we returned to the house.
Mei Lin said she had something to do that evening, and that she wouldn't be back till very late. After an absolutely luscious dinner, we retired to a smaller room set up as sort of a recreation area. Rhoda watched television while Brad and I amused ourselves with video games.
During the tour of the grounds, none of us thought of sex-the encounter involving Mei Lin was that satisfying. A good dinner satisfied our hunger but awakened other appetites, and I got less and less interested in shooting down enemy spaceships as I got more and more interested in Brad's cock and balls.
Flicking off the television set, Rhoda got up and announced, "I don't know about you two, but I've had about enough of everything for one day. I'm going to bed, so have fun and I'll see you in the morning."
As she left, Greta came in. Rather than her maid's uniform, she was wearing a very short skirt and a loose blouse that was tied just under her breasts. Paying no attention to our puzzled stares, she picked up a few glasses, then dropped one on the rug as she was about to leave.
Brad nudged me, signaling me to watch as the tall blonde maid bent over. The short skirt rode up, revealing a large, round pair of perfectly bare ass cheeks. It seemed to take her a while to retrieve the glass, giving us an opportunity to study her ass and the bit of pussy we could see underneath. She straightened up, and without once looking back at us, turned and left the room.
A few minutes later, Ramos came in wearing a very tight pair of swim trunks and nothing else. The outline of genitals at least as large as Brad's showed clearly, and I felt my pussy begin to grow moist.
Ramos looked around. "Sorry to barge in," the butler said. "I thought I'd left something here. I guess not, though."
You left me here, I thought, my gaze roving up and down his well-muscled back as he left. Brad cleared his throat. "I think I'll go up to my room and do some, uh, reading," he said, flashing me a wink as he vanished through the door.
What he was going to be "reading," I knew, was Greta. Finding myself alone, I wandered out of the recreation room, telling myself I wasn't searching for Ramos while being well aware that was exactly what I was doing. I wandered off, taking a brief tour of the maze-like interior of the house until I realized I had no idea how to get to my room.
I turned down a corridor to see Ramos standing on a small ladder, repairing a light fixture. He was just finishing the job, and he stepped off the ladder as I approached.
"You look lost," he said, his coal-black eyes flashing.
I felt myself melt inside and was immediately beset by a nagging horniness I couldn't, and didn't want to, shake off. He was at least three feet away from me, and it was like I could already feel his hands on me. "I am," I told him. "I guess I took a wrong turn or two or three."
"My day is finished," he said. He had a bathrobe on over those briefs, but I remembered how his cock and balls bulged against the front of those tight swim trunks, and I rubbed the tip of my tongue against the roof of my mouth as I contemplated sucking him off.
Ramos continued, "I'll be glad to show you back to your room. Right now, you're on the opposite side of the house."
Resisting the urge to grab him around the waist, I followed him down a series of corridors until we were back in the main room. Ramos pointed to the staircase. "I guess you can find your way back from here."
He started to turn away, and I reached out to tap his arm. I clutched it instead, and he made no move to pull away. "I'm kind of disoriented or something right now," I lied through my teeth. "Do you think you could take me to, uh, my door?"
A knowing smile stretched across his lips, and his eyes flashed. I peeled my fingers off his arm and followed him up the staircase, deciding not to strip off my skirt and blouse right then and there. It would be better if he did it. My pussy muscles twitched a bit as I conjured up all the erotic possibilities, and I was so lost in thought I stumbled as I reached the top step.
Before I could fall flat on my face, Ramos grabbed me by my sides, his hands just under my tits. I managed to say thanks, even though every cell of my body was raging with lust, and he gave me a squeeze before he let go.
"By the way," I said, not looking back at him as I approached the door to my room. I'd forgotten that he was supposed to be showing me the way. "There's something that needs working on in here." I opened the door and ushered him inside, then I closed it tightly behind us.
Even if he wasn't college educated and multilingual, he would have had brains enough to know exactly what I was getting at. He played along though, frowning in a very workman-like manner as he gazed around the room.
"As far as I know, everything's in order here," he said. "Except that it is rather hot."
He took off the bathrobe, and I had to bite my lower lip from gasping at the sight of his lean, lightly muscled torso. His thigh muscles rippled as he crouched down to study a heating panel, and certain private muscles of my own rippled as well.
"That's odd." He got up slowly, turning toward me. That bulge in his swimsuit was definitely larger than when I'd first seen it. "The temperature is adjusted perfectly. Maybe it's the insulation."
He was acting like sex was the furthest thing from his mind, but that crotch bulge gave him away. He stepped away from the wall, and I stood directly in front of him. "I know what it is," I said, my voice getting husky the way it does when I'm really horny. It's this, right here."
I pressed the palm of my right hand firmly against his crotch bulge and squeezed. Pulling my hand away and dropping to my knees, I seized the waistband of his swimsuit and yanked it down.
Then I jerked my head back in surprise.
His cock was enormous! Almost as thick as my wrist, it wasn't more than half-hard but the head hung well below his large scrotum. "Yes," I hissed, "this is the problem."
I don't remember how Ramos's swim trunks got off his feet and across the room. Wrapping my arms around his thighs, I planted a light kiss on each of his testicles, then slowly dragged my tongue tip across the wrinkled sac of his scrotum. His huge member seemed to swell and rise, and I gripped it around the base as my tongue wandered over his scrotum.
It didn't seem possible that it could get any thicker and longer, but it filled my grip. As I nudged my tongue at the spot where ball sac met the very bottom of the underside of his prick, I realized I wouldn't be able to do my deep-throat trick on it.
Well, I had other maneuvers in my repertoire. Cupping his balls, I dragged my tongue tip along the thick cum tube bulging out from the underside of his cockshaft. I stopped just under the head and snapped my tongue back, then I opened my mouth as wide as I could and took the head of his prick and a bit of shaft in.
I didn't try to suck. Instead, I rolled my head around, his cock bobbing around, the head touching here and there. The thickness made me strain my cheeks, but rather than being uncomfortable, it made the whole event even more erotic. His strong hands pressed the thin fabric of my blouse tightly against my shoulders, and I raised my hands to his ass cheeks.
They were firm, and I trembled, unconsciously tightening the grip of my mouth on his pecker. That made my cheeks strain too much, so I drew my head back until his cock popped out, tapping at my lips and chin. Grabbing it by the base again, I kissed the very tip of his prickhead and dabbed my tongue at his pee slit.
Ramos groaned and squeezed my shoulders hard. Twisting to one side to free myself from his grip, I jumped to my feet, spun around him and crouched down behind his buttocks. He turned his head sharply to look down at me, a look of surprise mixing with look of lust on his face. Realizing what I was after, he stiffened and spread his legs as I grasped his butt.
CHAPTER FIVE
Sticking out my tongue, I pressed my face against his ass crack and found the hard ring of his anus. It strongly resisted my attempt to shove in a bit of tongue, so I settled for licking around it. I let go of one butt cheek and stuck my hand out, groping for his penis and not finding it.
Ramos's hot fingers took hold of my wrist and guided my fingers to his enormous erection I could only touch a bit of it, but that was enough to make him take a step forward.
"You're really going to make me shoot," he said. "And that would be a shame. I can think of better places for my cum than the floor here."
Agreeing that it would indeed be a shame, I straightened up. Turning, he took me in his arms and pressed his mouth tightly against my lips.
"Wait," I said. "I was just licking your-"
"I'm fresh from the shower," he countered. "So-"
He finished by locking his lips tightly against mine. His tongue darted into my mouth, and my nipples stiffened against my blouse as he hugged me tightly against him.
I don't know how long the kiss lasted, a minute or an hour. He slowly withdrew his tongue and took me by the hips, gazing down at me for a moment. Stepping to one side, he wrapped his arm around my waist and led me over to my bed.
Did I mention that I'm a small girl? The top of my head barely came up to his shoulder, his six-foot-three dwarfing my five-foot-three. I huddled against him, drinking in his masculine warmth. He was looking down at me, and he took his arm from my waist and tilted over sideways behind me.
His forearm pressed against the backs of my knees, lifting my feet as his other arm circled my shoulders. As casually as if I was a pillow, he'd picked me up in his arms. I nestled my head on his shoulder and kissed his neck as I reached down to tap his perpendicular hard-on. He shook a little, but he kept his grip. A step at a time, he advanced toward the bed. Then he tossed me down.
A sort of growl rumbled out of his throat as he threw himself down beside me. The rocking motion of the bed made my skirt ride up, exposing a bit of red lace panty. Slipping his arm between my back and the mattress, he pulled me towards him and shoved a hand between my thighs.
Our mouths met as he crushed the panties against my mound, his palm flat on my slit. I sucked eagerly at his tongue, trying to get hold of his cock but finding myself unable to reach it. He rubbed a little, and I humped his hand.
Curling up his tongue, he pushed mine out of his mouth to break our kiss. "Mei Lin likes it this way," he said. "I can tell you do, too, even though you may not know it."
I saw no point in telling him I did know that. "Mei Lin's problem is, she scares men," Ramos continued. "So they're afraid to be too aggressive about it."
"I guess they talk about it a lot, too, right?" I answered, smiling slyly.
Smart as he was, he somehow missed my hint. "Well, people discuss things-"
"More than they do it?" I cut in, giving my hips a shake.
He got my meaning then. Uttering another delightfully sensual growl, he forcefully rolled me over on my back and swooped down like a great bird of prey. Powerful fingers parted my blouse buttons, and he yanked the garment aside. Shoving an arm under my shoulders, he raised me to a sitting position and hoisted my arms as he pulled my blouse off.
It had been a while since I'd played rough, and I plunged right in. Digging my short-nailed fingers into his back, I jammed my stiff round nipples against his chest and gave his neck a series of hard kisses. The evening shadow on his dark cheeks grazed my smooth cheek as he twisted his head around to get his mouth back on mine.
This time, he sucked my tongue in, his lips jammed tightly against mine. I tried to grab his prick again, but I was only able to reach as far down as his cock hair. We worked our heads around, he sucking on my tongue and me massaging his chest with my nipples.
Both his arms were around my back. He peeled them away, slowly taking himself off me. I started to sit as he got to his knees, and he pushed me back down to the mattress and spread my legs. I lifted my head, watching his hands flip my skirt up to my waist and seize my panties. He pulled them down so hard I thought they'd rip, but they remained in one piece as he yanked them off my feet.
I didn't have to move. He lifted my legs over his shoulders, then bellied down, his mouth making a beeline for my wet slit. My legs settled over his back as he sucked powerfully at my labia, and I took hold of my tits as his tongue penetrated my slit. Was his tongue as long as his cock? I wondered about that dreamily as I sank into a warm sea of pleasure.
His hands slid under my ass, squeezing my cheeks firmly as his tongue caressed the wet pink interior of my pussy. I felt a hand slid along my crack, felt it ride over my thigh and into my crotch. His tongue slithered out of my cunt at that moment, his lips moving to the wrinkled flesh just below my pussy bush, and a thick finger slid into my cunt.
At the same moment, another finger settled down on my anus. I let out a low moan, the sound of a woman completely surrendering to pleasure. I mean, equality is also a matter of choosing when to let the man take over, right? Like the practiced woman pleaser he was, he stroked both my holes with a steady rhythm as his tongue tip swirled around my love button. I don't often make a lot of noise when I fuck, but I shrieked like the proverbial banshee as the first shocks of an overwhelmingly powerful orgasm struck me.
He maintained his grip, steadily sucking and stroking as I thrashed back and forth. Such a powerful man ... finally, I raised my head and cried out, "I'm cumming too much, too much, it's ... ohh!" My last outcry was accompanied by a violent shaking of my pleasure-enthralled lower body. Ramos's lips withdrew from my clit and his finger slipped out of my pussy. Dragging his hands over my bare hips and thighs, he jammed his hands against the mattress and raised himself up.
"Are you ready for this?" he asked, his voice thickening.
He tapped the tip of his cockhead against my pussy. I nodded, and he gripped the base of his cock. Leaning toward me, he pressed the head against my labia and slowly began to work it around. I tried to remain still, but I couldn't help writhing around as he spread a thin veneer of pre-cum over the pink and brown flesh of my cunt. The wetness touched near-not on-my clit, making my love button quiver and making me sigh like a heroine in a romance novel.
Ramos nudged everywhere, even poking his cockhead a tiny fraction of the way down my ass crack. I murmured pleasantly at that, and his eyes flashed as he seized my ankles to raise my legs. He grunted at me to lift, and I raised my legs straight up. His stomach against my thighs, he thrust forward with his hips and, finally, I felt his cockhead slip between my labia.
My cunt opened slowly. The position, I realized, left me more accessible to a cock as thick as his. He'd guessed correctly that I was quite tight back there, and he took his time about shoving his prick in. No condom ... I remembered what Mei Lin said about checking on the health of all her employees ... there was no way their relationship was strictly business. So, I had nothing to worry about, and I cleared my head of everything except the wild lust flashing through me.
I looked down, watching that thick shaft slowly shorten beneath my blonde pussy strip. Slipping my hands over my breasts, I took my nipples between my fingers and squeezed hard. I had never felt so completely cock-stuffed. Ramos's was by far the biggest male member I'd yet encountered, and he by far the most sophisticated, the most experienced, lover.
The head of his cock touched the rear of my pussy as I felt his hot, tightened scrotum touch my ass crack. His penis was angled up so that the taut skin grazed my clit. At the same time, he shifted his hips to make his cockhead touch my G spot. The double stimulation immediately threw me into a furious orgasm that made me pound the mattress and screech loudly.
I didn't even think of being overheard, and I wouldn't have cared if everyone in the house was listening at the door. Still, my cries had their peculiar effect on someone, and I'd find out about that later. Right then, Ramos was humping my pussy with slow, steady strokes, his scrotum patting my butt on each in-stroke. I don't remember pulling away from him. One minute I was screaming something about too much, and the next I was flat on my back with Ramos on his knees between my legs.
His cock, soaked with my pussy juice, stuck straight out, pointing at my face. Sitting up felt like rising through a sea of total satisfaction. "I want to taste myself," I purred, dragging the sheets with me as I maneuvered myself up on my knees. Ramos's prick was so wet, it was difficult to get hold of. I giggled as my fingers skidded across the taut veiny skin, then I shut myself up by getting a firm grip on his cockshaft and shoving half his thick dick in my mouth.
I love the taste of pussy juice, mine or someone else's. The taste, which I can't describe-it's nothing like fish, which I hate-intoxicated me, and I began to bob my head back and forth. Ramos's cock throbbed in my mouth, and he stroked the side of my neck.
"I love your mouth," he murmured, the masculine rumbling tone of his voice an accompaniment to the symphony of pleasure by which I was enraptured. "But we have other things to do."
Feeling kittenish, I flopped back down and turned over, shaking my bare butt at him. "Is this one of the things?" I asked, glancing back at my ass for emphasis.
"If you wish, Madam," Ramos said, doing a pretty good imitation of an old-fashioned, even British, butler.
"Madam wishes," I giggled, rearing up.
"Very well, Madam. Will Madam please stand up?"
At that point, I would have stood on my head if he'd asked me to. The mattress rocked beneath me, and I spread my legs to keep my balance. Ramos gripped my upper thighs for added support and slid on his back between my legs.
He didn't have to tell me what to do. Immediately, I lowered my bare butt to his face and shuddered as I felt him grip my ass cheeks firmly. His cock was bobbing slightly as he spread my cheeks and pressed his face to my crack, and I leaned over and stretched my arm out as far as I could. Just barely, with just two fingers, I managed to get enough of a grip on his cockshaft to poke the head between my lips.
I couldn't reach any further, but I had enough of his prick to suck on. Running my tongue tip around the head, I tapped at the sensitive underside, making him moan into my ass crack as his tongue butted against the tight ring of my asshole. Pre cum leaked out on my tongue as he circled my anus, then I had to release my mouth lock when he pushed his tongue tip in. A sharp stab of pain struck me, then the pleasurable sensations of analingus.
Ramos snapped his tongue back and pushed against my butt, making me lift up. "Get on all fours, Amy," he said hoarsely. "This will take a little more work ... oh, and I have to get something."
I sort of tumbled off him, landing on my side as he rolled off the bed. I flipped over on my stomach again, rubbing my cunt mound and nipples against the sheet as I gazed at his firm buttocks. He ducked into the adjoining bathroom, I heard a medicine cabinet door open, then he stepped back out.
"This will help," he said, tossing a tube of lubricant on the bed.
I raised up as he'd asked me to, and he squeezed some of the lube on his fingers. I shuddered again at the feel of his strong hands on my butt, and I humped back at him as he parted my cheeks and thrust a hand down my crack.
Another stab of pain rocked me as he carefully inserted a greased finger. First the tip, and a pause ... the first joint, then a pause ... he pushed a little harder, and I felt my ass tube stretch as his finger slid in.
"There," he said, slowly withdrawing his finger. "I think you're ready now."
He reached for the lubricant again. Rearing up on my knees, I snatched it from him. "I want to do you," I said breathlessly, squeezing the clear gel out on my palms. Ramos was also on his knees, and he leaned back as I clasped my greased hands around his cockshaft.
"Easy, he said urgently. "You've really got me going."
From a talented stud like Ramos, that was a hell of a compliment. Careful not to squeeze too hard, I slowly dragged my hands up his cockshaft, leaving a clear sheen of lubricant along the length of his erection. I rubbed some of the clear gel into a gob and plunked it over the tip of his head.
Ramos got on his back and told me to straddle him with my back to his face. There was a mirror on the wall facing the bed, and I stared at the sight of my wet pussy and stiff nipples as I spread my ass cheeks and lowered my crack to Ramos's hard-on. The thick, greased skin of his prick grazed the walls of my crack, then his cock tip dug into my anus.
His slippery hands settled over my hips. Telling me to go easy, he pulled me down and at the same time gave a little thrust upward with his hips. A shot of pain made me cry out when his cockhead pushed through, but I kept on lowering my butt. The pain vanished as quickly as it had struck, and my ass stretched and my pussy tightened as I took in the rest of his prick.
Just when I was about to think he was too long for me, the way I thought when he first entered my pussy, I felt his cock hair graze my buttocks. His hands slid up my body, engulfing my tits.
"Can you move, now?" Ramos asked, squeezing my nipples.
I lifted myself a little and felt his cock slide back. I pushed down, and his cock slid in. "That's it," he grunted, and I began a steady back and forth, bending forward and gripping his legs. Cool air blew across my right breast as he freed it, then I felt the sweaty slickness of his palm riding down my stomach to my pussy. His fingers reached my cunt mound, and I shrieked and jerked up. About half the length of his prick rode out, and I quickly slid back down.
Ramos's arm squeezed my side as he turned his wrist, extending a forefinger and pushing it between my cunt lips. My cunt was already starting to pulse in the beginnings of a massive orgasm, and I started humping rapidly as my climax unfolded in my pussy. Pleasure so intense it all but blocked out my senses seized me, and I didn't feel Ramos's fingers slip out of my pussy.
I did feel him cum, though. Spurts of hot semen pelted my anal channel, making me shriek uncontrollably from the sheer force of the pleasure. My orgasm dwindled slowly, the waves of pleasure weakening as the last spurts of his cum shot out. I felt his cock slide out, felt him pull himself out from under me, then I flopped down on my stomach.
Ramos slipped off the bed and went into the bathroom. Too exhausted to move, I just laid there and gazed at my prone body in the mirror until I gathered the strength to pick myself up and get off the bed. He stepped out of the bathroom, a towel around his waist.
"I have an early day tomorrow," he said, "so I'd better turn in." Curling his arm around my waist, he gave me a quick kiss and left.
I showered, then fell into a deep sleep and woke up around six the next morning. As always, after a bout of solidly good sex, I felt refreshed and relaxed, and at the same time excited about my upcoming managerial duties. I'd be doing the kind of work I liked, and I'd have a title ... and plenty of sex partners, too.
That thought immediately made me think of a crowd of naked men and women running around a patio or pool. Maybe a back yard, a lawn ... by the time I got to the bathroom, a distance of some ten feet from the bed, I was thoroughly horny again.
Deciding on another quick shower, I got into the tub and didn't hear Greta come in. She was looking around the room when I stepped out, completely naked. Her back was to me, and she jumped when I greeted her.
"I thought you weren't here," she explained, quite openly gazing at my nipples and pussy.
I recalled that Mei Lin had said something about her not really being a maid, and she wasn't wearing her maid's uniform. The thin cotton of a summer dress boldly outlined her curving tits, and I could quite clearly see the press of her nipples. The white mounds swayed as she took a step, indicating that she was braless.
Was she wearing panties? I was suddenly very interested in her. I remembered the glimpse of her bottom her short skirt revealed, and I was filled with a sudden curiosity about what was under that dress. But I didn't quite know how to approach her, and I waited for her to make the first move.
She didn't, not at all directly. She kept looking at me, at the same time half-mumbling about something to do in the room. I stepped up close to her, letting my hand casually brush against her thigh. She shuddered a little, but stepped away from me.
"Is there something you'd like me to do?" she asked.
I began to think that the playing around could last all morning, and I was too horny to wait that long. "I think there's something you want me to do," I replied.
So fast she moved like a blur, Greta grasped my arms and looked straight into my eyes. The lust I could see in hers made my pussy churn. "There is something," she said breathlessly. "I want you to use me like you were a man."
Greta dropped her hands to her sides. I stared at her for a moment, then her meaning became clear. Lowering my voice an octave, I said, "Men do things like this," and grabbed one of her breasts, squeezing the fabric of her dress against it. "And, they do things like this." I reached around and seized her butt with my other hand. There was nothing between the dress and her skin, and moisture gathered on my pussy lips as I realized she wasn't, indeed, wearing panties.
"Is this what you want?" I uttered, punctuating my question with a fair imitation of a growl.
"Oh, yes," she breathed, trembling.
"Then, kiss me, damn you," I growled again, seizing her chin and tilting her mouth downward. Raising myself up on my toes, I jammed my lips against her mouth and rather roughly butted the tip of my tongue against her teeth. She paused, and I squeezed her chin, then she opened her mouth and I thrust my tongue in as I shoved a bit of dress fabric down her ass crack. Cotton-covered breasts pressed against my bare boobs as I massaged her tongue with mine, at the same time butting my pussy mound against hers.
Breaking the kiss, I pulled my hand away and seized the hem of her dress. Informing her that I wanted her naked, I roughly lifted the dress until her tits and pussy were bare. She bent forward, just enough to allow me to pull the dress off. As it hit the floor, I shoved a hand between her thighs and seized her pussy.
"Yes, I like your cunt," I said, my voice becoming more feminine. I squeezed her lips, then shoved a finger in. I bent my knees, about to kneel down and start licking her pussy, then I remembered the role I was supposed to be playing.
"Get on that bed, slut," I barked. "You're going to suck my ... cock." My voice wavered at the last word.
Greta stretched out on her back, spreading her arms and legs. "In the drawer," she said, gesturing desperately to the bureau. "Open the drawer, the bottom drawer."
Puzzled, I knelt down and pulled the drawer open. A dildo complete with harness lay on a pile of towels, and I gingerly picked it up. This was no time to tell her that I'd never used one. It seemed easy enough to put on, sort of like a belt. There was a socket in the harness. The dildo was shaped like a long, black prick, the head exactly like a flesh-and-blood cockhead and the shaft lined with veins, just like a real hard-on.
The knob on the other end was shaped to fit the socket. I strapped it on, and as I tied it securely behind me, I felt something part my pussy lips. Inside the triangular leather pussy patch was some sort of cunt-stimulating device. It stroked me as I moved, and made me gasp loudly from the shock of pleasure I received when I snapped the dildo into place. It wiggled a little, making the cunt device move around, as I turned to a full-length mirror to study myself.
A strange new thrill filled me as I gazed at the black phallus sticking out from my pussy mound. I spun around, thrusting my hips back and seizing the dildo shaft to point the head at Greta's face. A dreamy look stole over her, and her eyes glazed with lust. I marched back to the bed and stood at the edge.
"Come here and suck my 'prick,'" I demanded.
Greta obediently rolled over on her side. I pressed my knees against the edge of the bed, and she delicately took hold of the base of the dildo shaft. Her full lips parted, and she slowly drew the fake cock in. I leaned down, grabbing hold of the round end of a curving breast. As she sucked I squeezed, working my hips around as the cunt stimulator device made my pussy juice flow.
Her nipple stiffened between my fingers. Roughly stepping back, I made no move to stop the dildo from butting against her chin. Jumping up on the bed, I announced that we were going to fuck. Greta lay limply beneath me. I grabbed her knees and shoved her legs apart, kneeling between her thighs as I aimed the dildo head at her slit.
I began to be afraid I was being too "masculine." Just as the fake cockhead was about to penetrate her slit, I leaned to one side and thrust my hand there. To my relief, she was thoroughly wet. Just to make sure, though, I slipped two fingers in. Greta writhed a little, but otherwise continued to lie still. For a few minutes I frigged her, hearing the soft "plop plop" of her cunt juice frothing, then I grabbed the dildo and shoved the head between her lips.
First, she sighed, writhing a little more. I pushed in, the black rubber cockhead vanishing into her pussy. Then, she exploded. With a shriek, she thrust forward and started humping, driving the fake prick all the way into her cunt. She shouted at me to go ahead, then shouted something in German, and I recovered from my surprise and started humping back.
We met each other thrust for thrust, our orgasmic fluid oozing over our pussy and onto the sheets. My first orgasm made me hump harder, and I dimly noticed her orgasmic convulsions as I climaxed. The waves of pleasure lessened a bit, then immediately picked up again. Another orgasm followed, and finally, when I was about to pull out and give up, she dragged herself back.
The fake cock slipped almost all the way out, just the head dangling between her lips. I let it fall out the rest of the way, then total exhaustion overcame me and I flopped over on my back. The dildo shaft was so thoroughly soaked with cunt juice, it actually ran down in tiny rivulets to the leather pussy patch.
Greta lay beside me, gasping for breath. I was breathing hard, too, watching the fake cock bob around. As my strength returned, so did my lust. Undoing the dildo strap, I laid the device aside and spread my legs. "Use your mouth to make me hard again," I growled at Greta, hoping I hadn't ruined the scenario.
Not at all. Flipping over, she slid between my legs. I raised my knees and spread, thrusting my cunt slit at her face. Immediately, her tongue plunged between my lips and her hands settled over my tits. As her tongue wandered around the interior of my pussy, I squeezed my thighs tightly against her head. Greta pulled her tongue back, dragging her hands off my tits and grasping my bare hips.
Her tongue slipped up to the top of my lips, and I sighed-I couldn't think to growl or make some other man-type noise-as her tongue tip nudged aside the sheath over my clitoris. At the same time, her strong hands pulled apart my ass cheeks. A fingertip touched my ass crack, pushing at it as her tongue made slow, lazy circles around my love button.
Another climax ripped through me, this one so intense that I had to lug myself away from her. Just in time to stay in character, I said, "I don't want you to make me cum, bitch, I just wanted you to get me hard."
I sat up as I spoke, slipping the dildo harness around my waist, then jumped off the bed. Greta flipped over on her back, again spread her legs and took hold of her tits. "You want me to fuck you, don't you?" I said, trying again to deepen my voice.
"Yes, I want you to fuck me," she said breathlessly. Maybe she was trying to sound like a helpless innocent thing, but she didn't-she sounded like a kinky woman who was totally turned on. "Fuck me anywhere you want!"
Had I noticed a tube of lubricant in the drawer with the dildo? I recalled it vividly, and I had to stand still for a moment, breathing deeply to adjust to the sudden intensification of my already hyper aroused state. Seizing Greta's hips, I flipped her over on her stomach. I seized her ass cheeks as I crouched between her legs, exposing her butthole as I said, "This is where I want to fuck you.
CHAPTER SIX
Greta sighed deeply, raising her butt as I lowered my face to her crack. I slipped a hand around her waist to her pussy, lightly resting my palm on her cunt mound as I thrust my tongue against her anus. The tight dot of flesh stubbornly resisted me, so I pulled my face back and got out from between her legs.
"Don't move," I said, getting off the bed. I glanced over my shoulder at her as I retrieved the lubricant. She was lying perfectly still, her ass up and her face to the bed. Only her rapid breathing showed her excitement.
I knelt between her legs again, and the dildo head tapped her pussy lips. Slipping my hands under her torso, just beneath her breasts, I lifted her to all fours. "You're not ready for that, yet," I explained. Unexpectedly, she flipped over and rocked back on her haunches. Looking up at me with shining eyes, she said, "Do you want me to suck your 'cock' some more?"
Before I could think of an answer, she wrapped her arms around my thighs and plunged her wide-open mouth over the dildo shaft. Moving her head around, she tightened her grip and started bobbing her head back and forth. All I had to do was shift my hips the tiniest fraction of an inch to get the clit stimulator on my end of the dildo in the right place.
Tiny tremors of orgasm rippled through my pussy, and it was so tempting just to let her fake cock fellatio go on and on. It was also tempting to nuzzle her butt cheeks and caress her, but that would spoil the scenario, which I was thoroughly enjoying. Play-acting-role-playing-was something I'd never really gotten into, and I really liked this bare-bones sex game. So, bending my head until my chin was touching my neck to try to deepen my voice, I said, "I told you, I don't want to cum in your mouth. You know where I want to cum."
Greta nodded, making the dildo wiggle around in a way that nearly drove me crazy, then she obediently let the fake cock drop out of her mouth. She turned over and got on all fours, lowering her shoulders to the sheets. This had the effect of spreading her butt cheeks a little, enough for me to clearly see the red-brown ring of her asshole.
I couldn't resist placing my mouth back over her crack and thrusting out my tongue. The rubbery feel of her anus was so exotically sensuous ... it opened just a bit, trapping my tongue tip enough to administer a tiny pinch to the soft, wet flesh. I had to withdraw my mouth then, not because it hurt but because it generated a shock of pleasure too intense for even horny, libidinous me to withstand.
Some extra lubrication wouldn't hurt, of course. A bit of her pussy flesh brushed against my chin, and almost without knowing what I was doing, I seized the base of the dildo shaft and began rubbing the head against her slit. As if by magic, her lips parted and the dildo slid into her pussy.
Again, I was tempted to remain in place. Slowly, regretfully, I withdrew my cunt juice-soaked fake dick, then quickly lubed up a forefinger. Greta squealed as my fingertip popped through her anus. Her cry sounded like one of pain, but the way she wriggled her hips around and oh-so-subtly humped back at my hand told me she was feeling pleasure as well. I pushed as gently as I could, expecting to get my finger in only to the first joint. Instead, my finger slid in deeply, her ass expanding to what seemed like twice its size. I got my hand over her cunt, and there was nothing but absolute pleasure in her next cry. I pumped back and forth in slow, jerky motions, and I felt her cunt lips swell against my fingers as I squeezed down on her pussy.
Trying to match my pumping rhythm, Greta jerked her ass up and down. My finger popped out, and I rocked back on my heels to lube up the dildo. Making sure every bit of it was shiny from the clear gel, I growled at her to get ready and spread her cheeks wide, easing the fake cock down her ass crack.
The head of the fake dick met almost no resistance as it popped into her butthole. Greta gave a sudden lurch back, taking half the length of the fake cock in. I slumped forward, grabbing awkwardly at her bare sides to keep from flopping over on her back. She let out an almost masculine sounding sigh, slowly rotating her hips as I carefully drove the rest of the dildo into her butt.
Finally, my blonde strip of pussy hair was resting against her crack. I ran the tip of my middle finger along her pussy slit until I felt it open enough to push my finger in. The hot, wet flesh of her cunt immediately gripped my finger, and I began to slowly hump back and forth, trying to match my butt strokes with my pussy strokes.
Greta's large breast was pooled against the sheet. She gasped at me to squeeze her tit, and she raised one shoulder to make enough room for my hand. Her stiff nipple slipped between my first two fingers, and I closed them together. Her cunt began to churn around my finger, and the clit stimulator was setting off one tiny orgasm after another in my pussy.
Her butthole tightened around the dildo shaft, making the clit stimulator work harder on my love button. As she started to shriek and shake all over, a massive orgasm started growing in my pussy.
It makes no sense to wonder who came first. My orgasm had me pumping that fake cock madly, and hers had Greta screaming and rocking from side to side. The insane pressure on my clit stopped suddenly, and I looked down to see that the dildo had been freed from the so-called maid's asshole. She was lying flat on her stomach, her shoulder blades rising and falling in time to her heavy breathing.
A sudden wave of totally satisfied tiredness swept over me, and it took an effort for me to get off the bed and into the bathroom. I stepped into the tub, fake cock and all, and the shower spray somewhat rejuvenated me. Greta staggered in a few minutes later, a sloppy grin on her face as she joined me in the tub.
"That was quite invigorating," she said. "We must do this again some time."
"Sure," I smiled. "This is role-playing, isn't it? I mean, I haven't done absolutely everything...." I felt a little silly about sounding so innocent, but Greta seemed not to care at all.
That reassured me. "It is, sort of," she replied. "Not too much-I mean it can really get elaborate, costumes and all. Sometimes, we do that at the motel."
The thought excited me. What could I be? Then again, what was, no, who was, Greta? I couldn't help myself-I just had to ask. "It's awfully nice of Mei Lin to let her servants join in the fun," I said in my most la-dee-da voice.
Shower water glistened on the "maid's" bare nipples as she took a step back in the tub. She flushed slightly, then a rueful grin spread across her sensuous mouth.
"It would be," she said. "Some of us ... oh, Amy, you already know how kinky I am! I'm as much of a real maid as you are a real truck driver. I just enjoy going around like that. Mei Lin's my cousin, if you can believe that."
I gazed at her purely European features, wondering if she was playing a joke. "By marriage, from the other side ... I mean, the German-descent side of the family. We're not really blood relations."
"Well, maid or not, you certainly served me well this morning," I said enthusiastically. "Are you going to be a maid at the hotel?"
"No," she said. "I'll ... well, you'll see." She pulled on her dress and blew me a kiss as she left.
In other words, she was going to get kinkier and that would be something to see.
Mei Lin hadn't bothered to tell us that her first Swinger's Motel was several hundred miles away. Rhoda, Brad and I spent an hour enjoying the gorgeous scenery, then the limousine pulled into an airport and surprised us completely.
"The motel's in an airport?" Rhoda asked. "What, do we fuck in a hangar or something?"
Ramos grinned. "No, but you can fool around on the plane if you want." He was dressed in casual, resort-type clothes, and there was nothing butler-like about him. The way Greta wanted me to make it with her made it easy for me to accept her role playing ... but Ramos? I couldn't picture him as ... that. There was something complex, some odd twist to his involvement with Mei Lin.
Come to think of it, I had no idea what Greta did for Mei Lin. We got out beside the runway leading to a small airplane and leaned back in our comfortable seats as the plane took off, and I decided to read up on resort accounting instead of wondering about things that were none of my business.
The cabin provided complete privacy, and as I read and took notes, Brad and Rhoda took advantage of that. When I paused, I looked over to see that he'd bent his seat back and had his pants around his ankles. I can't really say that his prick was exposed-Rhoda's hand was wrapped around the base, and her mouth was covering the rest.
I was in one of my practical moods, I guess. Laying my notepad and book aside, covered by the desk attachment I'd pulled out over the seat, I hiked up my skirt and pulled off my panties. Hearing movement, I glanced over to see Rhoda stripping off her panties, the folds of her long, loose skirt covering her pussy as the undergarment dropped to her ankles.
Neither she nor Brad paid any attention to me as I spread my panties out on the seat-these were my plain white ones, part of my accountant's look, although nobody ever sees an accountant's underpants-and sat down on them, spreading my thighs. All I had to do to watch them was lean my head to one side, and I caught a glimpse of Rhoda's red pussy hair as she knelt over Brad's head.
His cock was in plain sight, wet and leaning toward his chest. Squeezing my cunt lips, I stroked myself slowly, watching as Rhoda lowered her mouth over Brad's hard-on. I released my labia and positioned my thumb and index finger around my love button in its fleshy hood. Gently, I brought my fingers together, working clit and hood around in a slow circle as I listened to the wet sounds of Brad's and Rhoda's sixty-nine.
What I thought would be a mild, quiet orgasm turned out to be quite intense. I was soon bucking up and down, uttering little cries as incredible shocks of pleasure overtook me. Brad and Rhoda were still locked in their sixty-nine, and it seemed like they were still totally unaware of me as I came to my senses. I ran into the bathroom to clean the cunt fluids off my twat and upper thighs, trying not to get myself horny again as I dabbed a damp cloth over my pussy. The panties were wet, and I jammed them into a plastic bag and promptly forgot all about them.
As Brad and Rhoda were straightening themselves up, Mei Lin's voice came over the intercom. "We're landing now. Get ready, okay?"
We landed, got out and into another limousine, which took us on a half-hour's drive down back roads till we came to what I first thought was a thick forest.
"Wow, security plus," Brad said. Rhoda got out of the car, stood and stared. What I thought was a forest was an enormous wooden fence, at least fifteen feet high, curving away from the road and stretching further than I could see.
"Uh, the wood's nice," Rhoda said. "But isn't this like a stockade or something?"
"If prisons were all like my Swinger's Motel, everybody would commit crimes and make sure they got caught," Mei Lin laughed. "Absolute privacy is the rule. This is only the first fence."
I saw what she meant as we passed through. Another, shorter fence stood some four or five yards from the main fence. There was a comfortably large-looking guardhouse, and the uniformed man on duty smiled at Mei Lin and said something over a microphone on his console.
A door opened in the second gate as we approached. I saw that the second fence surrounded an enclosure within an enclosure-there was clear ground on all sides of the place, and doubtlessly, more security guards.
It was just about noon, and the sun beat down strongly as we stepped out onto a beautiful expanse of lawn. There were some one-story buildings ahead, obscured by the haze of sunlight, and a few people whose features I couldn't see.
Once past the lawn, on a neat dirt road that seemed to circle the place, we had our first pleasant surprise of the trip. The main building was a bungalow-type affair, a shaded porch leading up to a screened front door. As we mounted the steps to the porch, the door swung open and a completely naked blonde pranced out.
Two large, perfectly round breasts jiggled as she smiled and waved to us. Completely unselfconsciously, she walked around to the other side of the building, giving us a great look at her beautiful bottom before she passed out of sight.
"Casual dress, right?" Brad laughed. "I can see why you have those fences, now."
So could I, and I was all but beside myself with excitement. Mei Lin introduced us to the pixyish brunette behind the desk. Her name was Delia, and two tiny points were all that showed of her breasts under her tight Swingers! T-shirt. She stood up, revealing small hips outlined by tight jeans, and I was instantly filled with excitement.
She was almost a clone of my first lesbian lover! Jean ... I vividly remembered how a shaft of moonlight through a crack in our dorm room curtains revealed small breasts and an almost hairless cunt. We shook hands, since we'd be working together, and it seemed like sex was radiating from her warm fingers.
Small, delicate fingers ... just perfect for stroking a pussy or an anus.
I remembered I was supposed to be at work and tried to ignore the fluttering in my pussy, even though there was no mistaking what I saw when our eyes met. We would be working together....
"Let me show you your accommodations," Mei Lin said. "Also, get a good look at the facilities."
"I think she'd like the massage room, Mei Lin," Delia said. She darted her tongue tip out at me, then quickly turned her head away. Biting her lower lip, she looked at Brad and said, "So would he."
"Oh, and I wouldn't?" Rhoda said sharply.
"Oops!" Delia's eyes widened. "Sorry, uh...."
"Rhoda," my older lover replied, gazing at the woman with unabashed lust.
"Oh, you'd love the massage," Delia said quickly. Was I flattering myself to think that Delia hadn't noticed Rhoda because the little redhead was too busy looking at me?
Of course not. Whatever, Mei Lin lead us out and showed us the large, cabin-like building we'd be staying in. Each large-enough room had its own bathroom, and there were two small kitchens where we could make our own meals if we didn't want to eat in the main restaurant. The building was apart from the area where the guest cabins were located, down a dirt trail through some woods, so I didn't see much of the place at first.
My room was beautifully furnished, with an unusually large bed. Mei Lin chuckled when she saw me gaping at it. "I guess you know what it's for," she smiled.
I was about to hint around at our trying it out when something across the room caught my full attention. "A computer?" I said, staring at the screen and keyboard like I'd never seen those before.
"We're a little short on office space," Mei Lin explained. "Half the administrative building is now a huge indoor swimming pool. That door behind the main desk?" I told her I hadn't noticed. "Well, it leads right to the locker rooms."
When we were settled in, Mei Lin took us on a tour of the grounds, leading us down another dirt trail that began at the back of our building. It lead to another huge expanse of lawn, divided by two intersecting paved paths, which covered the distance between the staff quarters and the guest cabins. I could see people, walking through the grass or along the paths, but the sun obscured their features as before. As we cleared the path and reached the lawn, I took off my open shoes and murmured with pleasure at the feel of soft grass on my bare feet.
Walking hand in hand, a couple passed nearby and I suddenly felt overdressed. They were both completely naked, her small, teardrop breasts jiggling on her chest. His thick cock quivered against his balls. We all paused, watching as they passed out of view, then we proceeded to the pathway.
As the hot stone stung my feet, making me jump back on the lawn, another naked couple walked by. Brad asked, "Is this a nudist colony?"
Mei Lin laughed. "Not exactly. No restrictions is the rule, except, of course, for, well, rough stuff."
"You don't have to explain," Rhoda cut in. "Don't make me think about it."
Mei Lin nodded. "Our guests can go naked if they want, but they can also stay as dressed as they want. Requiring people to be naked would be imposing a restriction that doesn't make any sense."
As we proceeded along, I saw several nude sunbathers. An older woman, in T-shirt and shorts, jogged past us. Shrieks of feminine laughter erupted, and a naked blonde ran past, chased by a naked bodybuilder. She sprinted out of sight, he soon following.
At the edge of the main lawn was a stretch of paved ground which gave way to the tiled walkway of an enormous swimming pool. A small-titted, auburn-haired woman ran by, the thong of her bikini bottom invisible between her butt cheeks. Discarded swimsuits lay on the benches surrounding the pool, and I could see that a number of bathers were naked.
We slowly walked around the pool, drinking in the sight of all that naked flesh. Beyond the pool was a hilly landscape flanked by patches of woodland. Beyond that lay rough ground, and Mei Lin explained that it was wilderness, owned by the motel for guests who liked rugged sports.
"Of course, we require safety equipment," she joked. "Rock climbing isn't something you'd do in the nude."
We all laughed at that, then Mei Lin suggested a walk in the woods. As we approached the tree stand, we heard a woman's shriek, then a man's roar. A woman in a white medieval costume gown ran out of the woods, waving her arms in the air and yelling for help.
"This is very big around here," Mei Lin said. "Just watch."
A nude couple was tongue-kissing under a tree a few yards away, and they didn't pause as the woman came quite close to them. Just as she darted back into the trees, a man burst out from where she had emerged. He was wearing a headband, into which he'd stuffed some branches to make himself look like he had horns, a short T-shirt that left his hairy stomach exposed, and nothing else. Raising his arms, he growled fiercely as he charged into the woods after the girl.
"Nymph and Satyr," Brad mused. "Are they rehearsing for a play or something?"
"No. We don't have-at least we haven't yet-had plays here. We go for a different kind of entertainment," Mei Lin chuckled. "This is called role-playing."
"Oh, yeah," Brad said. "Where people assume characters ... there's costumes and so forth."
It occurred to me that there might be a method to Greta's lusty madness. Ramos's performance, too. Were they checking to see how I'd take to assuming a part? Part of me was annoyed at being checked like that, and part of me was thrilled that I'd demonstrated some role-playing skills.
I decided to go with the part that was thrilled. Never mind the professional benefits-like I'd thought, a whole new world of sexuality was being opened to me, and I was determined to take in all of it. Mei Lin led us back to the main building and pointed to another large building some distance behind it.
"That's what you could call our recreation hall," she said. "We gather there for ... group activities." Brad, Rhoda and I nodded in unison to show her we knew what that meant. "I'm going to go off and, uh, socialize," Mei Lin said. "There'll be dinner in a few hours. The restaurant's in the recreation building I showed you."
As Mei Lin walked off, I stepped between Brad and Rhoda and curled my arm around each waist. "You know," I murmured, gazing absently up at the late afternoon sun, "I think I could use a good orgy."
"Sounds good," Brad replied. "So, what about this role-playing?"
I briefly described my encounter with Greta. "Yesterday morning?" Brad asked. "That's funny. I'd been fucking her half that night."
"Yeah, while I was fucking stud-of-the-century Ramos," Rhoda cut in. I asked her when that was, and she said the same night.
"Hey, right after I finished with him," I said. We looked at each other for a moment, then we all laughed. "Mei Lin's people really do get around," I said.
"All the better for us," Rhoda commented.
The restaurant was exactly that, covered tables in a well-furnished main dining area. It could just as well have been set in a large city as in a resort whose grounds bordered on wilderness, and the food was as well-prepared as that of any fancy place I knew. Mei Lin called to us as we stepped in, signaling us to join her. Delia was sitting next to her, and the look the little brunette gave me sent shivers through my pussy.
Mei Lin chose the wine, and as we waited for it, she asked us, "Have you any plans for tomorrow?"
Surprised, I said, "Well, I thought I'd get down to work, familiarize myself with the routines and stuff."
"You're on leave till Monday, and this is only Wednesday," Mei Lin reminded. I'd forgotten that. "So, I guess you don't have any plans, then?"
I shook my head, and so did Rhoda and Brad. "Good," Mei Lin said, delighted. "You can have the grand tour. Starting tonight, actually, if you want to visit the recreation rooms."
"And start off with a massage tomorrow," Delia said to me. "I'm going for one myself, so maybe we could go together."
She'd exchanged her jeans and sweatshirt for an evening dress. Not even the points of her nipples were visible through the purple fabric, and I found myself wondering just how small her breasts were. I quickly agreed, and she told me to meet her at the recreation building that evening.
"Amy doesn't know what goes on there," Mei Lin commented, a twinkle of amusement in her eyes.
"Oh, you'll find out," Delia grinned at me. Pure lust showed on Mei Lin's face as she said that would be perfect. I started to ask for more details, but Delia stopped me. "Let that be a surprise, and I'll be damned surprised if you're not surprised;
The wine arrived just then, and we paused to sip at the excellent vintage. Taking a rather unlady-like gulp, Rhoda plunked her glass down and leaned back in her chair.
"So, Delia," she said, her eyes caressing the front of the brunette's dress, "how did you come to work for Mei Lin?"
"Well, I guess you can call it nepotism-"
"Delia, really," Mei Lin, said, the amusement in her voice ruining her attempt to appear shocked.
"That only applies to political appointments, I believe," Brad said. "Otherwise, how could anyone work for their parents' corporation?"
"Well, okay," Delia said, flashing a wink at Brad before quickly turning her gaze back to me. "I'm a friend of the family, and Mei Lin and I got to know each other."
"I can guess how," Rhoda said dryly. One of the things I loved about her was her way of saying out loud what was on everyone else's mind.
"Right," Delia said, cocking her head to one side as she gazed at Rhoda. "Say, do you like girls?"
"Sure, women, too. One of each would be nice, also," Rhoda said deadpan, as if she'd been asked which flavor ice cream she preferred.
"Then, that's something we have to discuss ... say, would you be interested in a massage?"
"Thanks for including me, and yes," Rhoda replied. "Amy, how about I pick you up, and we'll meet Delia together?"
I agreed, and Mei Lin said, "Well, is there any more business at this pleasant, social dinner?"
"Uh, yeah," Brad said. "My work. I haven't been shown the maintenance stuff-"
"You won't be bothering with that," Mei Lin said. "We need a sports person here, and I think you might like that."
"I can coach just about anything," Brad said. "I've even tried my hand at curling." He paused to explain that esoteric sport, then continued, "Swimming, running ... you name it."
"Fine, because we have an unexpected opening-the man you'll be replacing had some sort of religious conversion, and he headed south."
"His loss," Brad murmured.
After dessert and coffee, we went back to our rooms to freshen up for the evening. Following Mei Lin's injunction to wear as little as possible, I left my underwear off, putting on a short skirt and tying a loose blouse under my tits.
Rhoda met me as I stepped out of my room. She was wearing a dress, but I could tell she was braless from the way her boobs jiggled around under the cotton print. Together, we went to the recreation building and stepped into the first of two rooms that were set aside for adult partying.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Brad was already there. Not only that, but his pants were already off, and he was sitting in the center of one of a number of small couches that were scattered across the room. A naked woman knelt between his legs as we approached. He waved to us, then winced as she dragged her tongue over his cockhead. Behind the couch, a couple was fucking doggy-style.
The three of us stood just inside the door, looking around. Rhoda expressed what we were all thinking. "Too much of a good thing, huh?" Brad and I nodded. "Maybe we should let things happen, rather than try to make them happen," she suggested.
"But we could help a little, by taking off our clothes," Brad observed.
"And put them where?" Rhoda squinted. "This is my good dress, and-"
Seeing a small door off to one corner, I interrupted her. "I think I know where. In there." I pointed to the door and headed for it, Rhoda and Brad trailing behind me. Sure enough, it opened on a large closet complete with racks, hangers and cubby holes. I noticed that there were fewer garments than there were guests, indicating that a good number of the participants had arrived naked.
Nobody was even partially undressed in the dining room, though. I wondered if that was a rule or just coincidence. Anything was possible here. Brad was the first to get naked, and on his way out, he accidentally-on-purpose tripped so he'd have to support himself by clutching Rhoda's panty-clad ass.
"Hey, we can do each other later," she said, her voice muffled by her dress as she pulled it off. I was bare from the waist down, and Brad cast a speculative glance at my blonde pussy hair strip before closing the door behind him.
There were a couple of full-length mirrors, and Rhoda gazed rather apprehensively at herself. She'd turned, making her breasts sway as she hung up her bra, and they still jiggled as she faced the mirror directly.
"I hope it's not hard bodies only," she said. "You know, a lot of guys like a bit of loose flesh." A man with excellent eyesight would have to stand very close to her to see the slight bulge of her stomach, and her full hips only made her that much more sensuous. "Well, here goes." With a sigh, she stepped out before I could think of something reassuring to say.
Then it was my turn to step out, and I stood and stared at the door for a moment. I couldn't feel bad about Rhoda's feeling bad at that point-all I could think about was the sea of sexuality I was about to plunge into. Flinging the door open, I marched out and yanked the door shut behind me.
I was a little too forceful. The door slammed loudly, making several heads turn in my direction. I giggled and said sorry to a sandy-haired man with a cute, spade-shaped cock. Those are the kind that are really fun to suck, and I started over to him to broach the suggestion.
He smiled, said his name was Sam, then he gestured to me to follow him a little ways across the room. I noticed the couches were empty, then I saw that all the guests had formed a wide circle. Sam slipped away as I approached, and I found myself between two women who seemed to look somewhat alike ... one was tall, had reddish auburn hair, pert breasts with the ends curved so sharply upward, her nipples were all but pointing at the ceiling ... she turned aside as I stepped up, and I saw a tiny patch of auburn pussy hair over an otherwise smooth cunt.
So did the woman standing next to me, and my amazed eyes ran from the identical pussy to the identical breasts ... to the identical face. They were both perfectly well aware of my befuddlement, and they were doing their best not to laugh.
"I'm Karen," the one to my right said, unable to suppress a laugh.
"I'm Connie," the one to my left said, her voice breaking.
"I'm Amy," I said, forcing myself not to stammer. "Uh, I guess you are sisters-twins."
"You noticed," Connie purred. "We're kind of unusual-most twins don't get along, but we have a lot of interests in common."
"For one thing, we're both bisexual," Karen informed me. "And-"
Connie finished her sentence as if she could read her sister's mind. "We love cute little redheads with small tits."
They each took a step sideways, their bare hips nearly touching mine. "That's very nice to know," I replied, shaking right and left for a bit of skin to skin contact.
"You're just in time for the show," Connie said, pointing to the other side of the circle where people were stepping aside.
They were forming sort of an aisle, and about a minute later, a living Greek sculpture of an Amazon appeared. "That's Helga," Karen whispered. "Just watch."
Her blonde hair was so radiant, it was almost white. She was easily as tall as Brad. Her arms and legs were smooth and feminine, a sort of enlarged femininity, but I don't think she would have been any the less striking had she had muscles. Her lean breasts jutted straight out, and a severe triangle of brilliant blonde hair covered her cunt.
Helga's blue eyes sparkled like twin sapphires as she gazed around, smiling at the guests and nodding to a few. There was movement to my right, and I saw Mei Lin approach. She was wearing a T-shirt that just barely covered her, and a bit of her almost-hairless pussy peeked out with each step she took. Catching my eye, Mei Lin waved to me, then pointed urgently to where Helga was getting on all fours.
Three naked men stepped out of the crowd and surrounded the tall blonde. Her legs folded beneath her, and she kissed each penis in turn, making each thoroughly hard. One of the men lay on the floor, holding his cock upright. Helga swung her legs over his hips, sighting down at her bushy cunt and spreading her labia.
Soft hands gripped my wrists as I leaned over to get a better look. Karen and Connie guided my arms so that I was holding each of them by the waist, and their hips pressed firmly against mine. The guy's long, skinny cock slowly disappeared under Helga's cunt, and when his black pubic hair met her blonde pussy bush, she leaned forward.
One of the two other men stepped behind her and crouched down. I thought I heard him ask her to lean over a little more. Helga did so, and he spread her ass cheeks. Helga let out a grunt and bent almost double as the man got his mouth between her cheeks. From the way he was moving his head, it was a good guess that he was licking her asshole.
When he stood up, something small and white dropped out of his hand. It was a tube of lubricant, and he quickly retrieved it. I squeezed my two new bisexual companions tightly as I watched him spread the gel over his prick.
Karen whispered in my ear, "That stuff is good for dildos, too, you know."
I whispered back, "I know. I tried it just the other day." Karen shuddered with delight and squeezed my buttock. The man spread Helga's ass cheeks again, then his glistening erection slid between them. Helga's yelp told me his cock had gone into her butthole. She raised her back a little, and the man's hands settled over her waist as he pushed all the way in.
The third man stepped up in front of Helga, holding his prick. He rubbed the head along Helga's lips, then she opened her mouth wide and he thrust his prick in. "That is incredible," I said to Connie, feeling her hand touch down on my other ass cheek.
Helga now had three pricks in her, and she was moving like a machine. She'd thrust back with her ass, making the cock in her cunt come into view, then she'd thrust forward, making her cunt cock disappear and making the ass cock emerge from between her butt cheeks. Her head was steadily bobbing back and forth. Her eyes were closed, and her serene expression was more like that of someone having a religious experience rather than a woman getting triple fucked.
"She's not through yet," Karen chuckled. "We've seen this before. She did a thing in a tree-"
"Shh," Connie said. "Just watch."
Two more men stepped out of the crowd, holding long hard-ons. Helga raised her outspread arms at the elbow as the guys knelt down beside her. Helga's hands open, and each guy carefully placed his hard cock in her palm. She closed her fingers over each dick and began a slow, rhythmic stroking.
There wasn't the slightest interruption in her other movements. Ass back, pussy up, head forward, head back, ass forward, pussy down. I had to have a closer look. Dragging my two new girlfriends with me, I took a few steps forward. The three of us crouched down, craning our necks as we scrutinized Helga's action. A fine sheen of sweat covered her, and her plump nipples were stiff.
Otherwise, she showed no sign that she was taking on five men. The man who was fucking her mouth started to grunt and jerk his hips rapidly. Signs of strain showed on the faces of the men in her ass and pussy, and their trembling made it obvious they were on the brink of orgasm. I could see the head of the cocks in her hands begin to swell, then Helga popped her eyes open.
"Come on, everyone. Now!"
The man in her ass pulled out, immediately followed by the man in her cunt. Her jaw dropped as she released the cock in her mouth, then all three men started stroking vigorously. Each cockhead was pointed directly at her, and long streams of cum shot out all over her. Helga kept her grip on the cocks she was holding, taking the double load on her face. Gob after gob spattered her tits, belly and pussy bush, some landing at random on her stomach and torso.
When the last spurts had shot out, the three exhausted men staggered away, passing through the onlookers to deposit themselves on the nearest seats. Not showing the slightest sign of strain, Helga gracefully got to her feet, cum running down her body to her thighs as she walked across the room.
The onlookers started to disperse, and I let go of Connie and Karen as we looked around for a clear spot. Connie suggested the mattress room, Karen eagerly agreed, and I followed them into a room that was covered with one large mattress. There was no other furniture. Off in one corner, a couple was fucking missionary style. In the center, two women were sixty-nining. Except for the three of us, the room was otherwise empty.
"I guess we beat the rush," Karen said. Connie laughed and threw herself down on her back. "You could actually practice diving in here, if the ceiling was high enough-this thing is so damn soft!"
She kicked her legs up, spreading her thighs and smiling at me. "I'd like to see how your sister tastes," I said to Karen. The mattress sank with me as I dropped down in front of Connie, and I loved the way the soft fabric teased my nipples. It occurred to me that Karen would taste the same way as I extended my tongue and touched just the very tip to Connie's slit. The twin let out a slow, sensuous sound, her thighs quivering as I pushed a bit of tongue tip between her pussy lips.
I held my tongue there for a moment, a warm feeling spreading from my pussy. Snapping it out, I laid the flat of my tongue along Connie's slit and dragged slowly upward, seeing her lips spread and her bulbous clitoris come into view. Her bold manner told me she was up for a bit of teasing, so I made sure that not a bit of my tongue went near her clit.
Connie gasped and gave her hips a shake. I remembered a casual encounter I'd had a year ago, in which I had no idea what my partner was going to do next. It was tremendously exciting, and I saw my chance to try it on Connie. Instead of plunging my tongue right into her cunt, as she probably expected me to, I pulled my tongue away completely.
When I saw her start to lift her head, I darted my tongue out and hit the junction between cunt and pussy. I swirled down, edging toward her butthole, then I shot my tongue up and pressed the tip against her clit. Connie yelped with surprise and jerked her hips up, sending my tongue to her auburn pussy patch.
I had to wriggle around, then, feeling the sensuous scratching of her wiry cunt hair. I dragged my tongue back, tapped again at her clit, then jerked my tongue to her labia. Again, I dabbed at her slit and again I didn't plunge in. I moved my tongue sharply to the right, pressing down on the outer edge of her groin and lightly curving down her right cunt lip until I reached the bottom of her slit.
Moving lazily along, I circled the bottom and continued on up the other side, just touching her lip. I kept going when I reached the top, treating myself to more of the feel of her pussy hair on my tongue. I circled around the little auburn patch, and on my tongue's way back to her slit, I ran over her clit again. Connie's cunt lips swelled against my mouth, and I could feel tiny tremors in her pussy as I sucked her labia. Finally, I plunged my tongue in as deeply as I could, roving around the wet, hot, pulsing flesh until I felt a small rising.
Her G spot? Oh, yes! Connie started shrieking and writhing, thrashing her hips from side to side as I stroked that small pad of cunt flesh. Her cunt juice gushed out, filling my mouth with that wonderful taste, then she pulled away from me. Looking up at her, my lips shiny with her cum, I said, "Ready for another?"
"Go for it," Connie said, thrusting her pussy against my face.
This time, I shoved my tongue right in, deliberately avoiding her G spot as I sloshed around. Behind me, I heard Karen say, "Well, I'm tired of waiting around." I freed my mouth to look back at her. She was on all fours, and as I turned my oral attention back to her twin sister, Karen nuzzled my ass cheeks.
I shifted my thighs apart to give her as much room as possible. She gave my crack a quick kiss, then she stroked my cunt slit with one finger. My tongue was slowly trailing over the folds and wrinkles of Connie's pussy, and I slipped a hand over her thighs. I'd already showed them what I could do with just my tongue, and I wanted to bring my fingers into play. Incredibly, our coordination was perfect. Karen got two fingers into my pussy just as my two fingers slid all the way into Connie's.
My cunt was already wet, and it got sloppier as Karen kept up a quick, back-and-forth humping. My tongue was circling Connie's clit by then, and she was writhing beneath me as I felt Karen's fingers withdraw. Her lips replaced them, her tongue roving over my pussy like mine had over her sister's. Connie, too lust-crazed to even try to be patient, lifted her ass and thrust her cunt toward me just as I was turning my attention back to her twat.
Her cunt lips pressed against my chin, leaving a thin smear of sexual fluid. She jerked away, and I tried to turn my head the right way to get my face back on her pussy. Thinking she was helping me, she lifted her right leg and turned. This time, my mouth hit the inside of her thigh, and I flopped on my face in my effort to get to her slit.
We were both giggling as I lifted my head, telling her to lie still so we could do it right. "Come on, get with the party," I heard Karen say behind me.
Connie lifted her head to look at her, and I turned my head at the same time. We both gasped. There was another woman behind Karen, and she looked as impatient as Connie's twin sister. Two other naked women were walking over, both very lean and with small breasts. They looked somewhat alike, and for a moment I thought I was about to encounter my second set of twins.
No, they just had similar round risings of breasts. The woman on the left had different colored nipples, I noticed, brown in contrast to the candy pink of her friend's nipples. They were both brunettes, but the woman on the right had much darker pussy hair.
"Well, is this show going to get on the road, or what?" said the woman on the right, brown nipples.
"Maybe they're doing some sort of yoga," pink nipples theorized.
At that point, I ducked my head between Connie's thighs and pressed my mouth against her slit. I felt Karen's hands on my thighs, and I raised my ass cheeks. I moaned passionately into Connie's cunt when I felt Karen's lips make contact with my cunt slit, then Karen pushed more tightly against me.
I didn't hear or see them, but the two women quietly took their places in line, one behind the other. The taste and scent of Connie's twenty-year-old (I found that out later) pussy filled my senses completely, and my pussy lips swelled against Karen's mouth as I pushed my tongue in as far as it would go.
When I felt the first tremors of Connie's impending orgasm, I quickly pulled my tongue back. I was determined to make her cum hard enough to knock me off her twat, so I dabbed my tongue at the flesh between her cunt and asshole as I slid a hand between her thighs. Pulling my mouth back from her twat and eliciting a groan of protest from her, I quickly shoved four fingers in my mouth, wetting them thoroughly.
Two fingers slid into the warm, pulsing flesh of her vagina. My ring finger slid down her ass crack, resting against the tight ring of her anus. Dragging my tongue up to her mound, I pushed my wrist forward and sank all three fingers in.
Connie gasped, then yelped when I found her clit. Closing my lips over it, I felt the protective sheath of skin move aside. The stiff bulb of her love button dug into my tongue, and I started jerking my hand back and forth. Her cunt flesh churned around my fingers, her lips swelled, then Karen's tongue found my clit and an orgasm immediately charged through me as Connie thrashed, moaned and spewed cunt juice all over my face and hand.
"Stop ... for a minute," Connie gasped, dragging herself back.
I felt the mattress shake and looked up to see a plump, gray-haired woman standing by Connie's head. A sparse covering of black curls covered her large cunt mound, and some of those curls were as gray as her head hair. Large, pendulous breasts swung, tapping together as she stepped directly over Connie.
"My name's Norma, and it looks like this end is free," she said, absently toying with her pussy curls. "Mind if I-"
"Go ahead," Connie said. "You look nice and tasty."
With surprising agility for a woman of her girth, Norma turned around and squatted, her ample butt cheeks spreading as she delicately positioned her cunt lips over Connie's mouth. Muttering at Connie to wait, Norma lifted her ass and leaned over, planting her hands on the rug so she was on all fours over Connie. I saw Connie's tongue shoot out of her mouth and touch Norma's slit, then Karen spread my ass cheeks and jammed her face against my crack.
Connie murmured into Norma's pussy. Karen's tongue touched my anus, and I automatically raised my butt and lowered my head. Connie's cunt was right in front of my face again, and just before her thighs muffled my hearing, Norma cried out, "I could sure use a prick to suck."
Giving Connie a teasing kiss on her clit, I looked up to see a well-muscled younger man approach. His grin was as big as his hard-on, and he immediately hunched down to hold his cock level with Norma's mouth.
"Open wide, but don't say ahh," he laughed, gripping his member by the base.
I plunged my face back into Connie's crotch as his dick slid into her mouth. I started thinking seriously about cock as I resumed my tongue massage of the inside of Connie's pussy, then two of Karen's fingers slid into my pussy and a bit of her tongue pushed into my anus.
That sent me over the top, so to speak. A haze of pure lust settled over me, and several orgasms must have rippled through before I finally heard an exhausted sigh and felt Connie move her cunt away from my pussy juice-smeared mouth.
I hadn't felt Karen dislodge herself. As I tried to raise myself up, I slipped and tumbled over, rolling on my side. Just then, Norma let out a roar and leaped off Connie's face. Her guy was nowhere to be seen, but her tits were covered with his cum. Feeling more sexually exhausted than I had in months, I sat up and couldn't help gasping in amazement.
At least half the guests had joined our daisy chain. A solid line of hard-breathing women stretched almost to the doorway, and several men were staggering out with soft cocks and weary expressions. Telling Connie and Karen I wanted to walk around until I got horny again, I stepped carefully around the prostrate guests and stepped back into the main recreation room.
Mei Lin was leaning back against one of the smaller couches. A young woman with firm grapefruit-sized breasts knelt between Mei Lin's legs. Her breasts were covered by the mouths of the two young men sitting on either side of her, and the woman had their stiff dicks in hand.
That convinced me that I needed a prick in me before I did anything else. The problem was, just about every prick in the room was in a mouth, cunt or asshole ... or almost every prick. A naked man with a broad back and firm ass cheeks was standing idly a few feet from me. Stepping up silently behind him, I brushed my hand against his butt, then spun around to look him in the face.
Oh, Sam, the man with the spade-shaped dick. Like I said, the kind I find tastiest. "Pardon me," I said. "Would you mind if I sucked your cock for a while?"
He wasn't taken aback in the least. Brown eyes sparkling in his square-jawed face, he replied, "Sure, if you don't mind my fucking your pussy."
"If you think I'm that kind of girl," I said, batting my eyelashes at him, then deliberately dropping my gaze to his penis.
"I do think so," he laughed. "In fact, I think I can fuck any hole you have."
Taking a big long forward, I jammed my nipples against his chest and wrapped my fingers around his softening prick. "You can fuck all my holes," I smirked. "If you have the stamina. I'm warning you, I'm a ball-drainer."
"Oh, I think I can manage," he said, gripping my bare sides and running his hands up to my tits. I leaned back so he could grab hold of them, and my small half-apple tits disappeared in his large hands. My nipples stiffened against his palms as his cock stiffened in my grasp.
He squeezed my nipples, then let go of my breasts. I dropped to my knees, kissing the tip of his cockhead, then looking up at him.
"By the way, my name is Amy," I told him.
"Sam," he replied as I stuffed his fat prick in my mouth.
Savoring the feel of it, I ran my tongue over the fat shaft. I started to suck, but Sam gripped my shoulders. "I believe you're a ball-drainer," he chuckled. "I'd rather cum somewhere else, though."
Snapping his prick out of my mouth, I jumped to my feet and threw my arms around him. Rubbing my nipples against his chest, I said, "Think you can fuck me like this?"
Sam lifted my arms and draped them around his neck. "Just hang on," he said, gripping my buttocks. "Now, raise your left leg."
Thankful for all those painful gym sessions, I easily raised my left leg until it was sticking straight out. Sam nudged his prick between my cunt lips, just inside. The position prevented me from humping at him to get it all the way in, but before I could complain, Sam told me to raise my other leg.
"Won't I fall?" I asked him. He just shook his head, that glazed-with-lust look appearing in his eyes. His grip on my butt tightened, and I kicked my other leg up. I sank down a little, but to my surprise I didn't fall. Muscles rippled along Sam's arms as he tilted me towards him, then I felt his cock slide right into my pussy.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"Hey, you did it," I cried out, locking my hands together around his neck. I could feel his balls touch the bottom of my slit as his fat cock filled my pussy. My tits pooled against his chest, my thick brown nipples touching his tiny masculine ones.
"Hump like you're on top," Sam grunted. "Don't worry, I have a good grip."
I couldn't worry about anything at that moment. Pressing my tits harder against his chest as I leaned my upper body toward him, I thrust my ass back and felt half his short fat cock slide out.
"Hold it like that," Sam said. "Just move around ... you know."
Nuzzling the side of his neck, I slowly began to swing my hips in a slow, circular motion. Uttering a grunt, Sam pulled me forcefully forward again, and again drove his cock all the way into my pussy. Then he thrust upward, like tossing me, and let go to let my butt cheeks drop back into his palms.
His prick stayed in place, only slipping out a little. I'd wrapped my legs around his back, crossing them and putting my ankles just above his butt cheeks. The narrow base of his spade-shaped prick was just outside my slit, and the fat part was inside. I couldn't remember ever having felt so full. I'm naturally tight there, I guess, and even a cock considered skinny can stuff me.
Sam's prick was the opposite of skinny. I didn't realize how thick it was until it was straining against my cunt flesh. Leaning back a little, I sighted down between my tits at my pussy. My clit was almost touching that bit of exposed cockshaft ... all I had to do was lean over, and it would be....
Right on my love button, and I started humping up and down, dragging Sam's hands along with me. Another glorious orgasm unfolded rapidly, making me rock back and forth, bumping my tits against Sam's chest. One surge of pleasure was so strong, I had to kick my legs straight up. This threw Sam off so completely, he let go of my ass and his cock slid out of my pussy.
I just hung there, my arms around his neck, for what seemed like minutes. As my orgasm subsided, I looked down at myself, then at the totally stationary Sam. His features were blank, but when I let go, dropped to my feet and started laughing, he laughed with me.
His cock was still hard, still sticking out of his rather hairy crotch. "Just lay down, and I'll get on top. That way, it will stay in my pussy."
Sam gazed thoughtfully at my butt cheeks. "You did say something about another hole, didn't you?"
I had, and at the time, about five minutes before, it seemed like a good idea. That was before I got to see how that prick would feel in my pussy, though. I was suddenly a bit apprehensive, and I told Sam.
"With enough lube, anything's possible," Sam said. Turning his hand behind him, he cupped my ass cheek and gave it a gentle squeeze. "Of course, it's up to you."
Well, if it really hurt and didn't stop hurting. ... "First, we need to find some lube," I said, looking around.
"There's sure to be some in here," Sam said. "How about that table? I know there's condoms, so...."
There was a couple fucking doggy-style at either end of the table. As we approached, I glanced at the couple on the right. I could see her swollen pussy lips between the backs of his thighs and his ball sac just inside her ass crack.
I felt a bit nervous about studying people like that, but I looked around to see that several others were watching as intently as I. A bleached blonde with lean, "torpedo" tits and a gravely voice knelt beside the couple. Turning to her companion, a potbellied man with large balls, she said, "You're right. They are doing it."
What she meant was that the guy's prick was in his woman's asshole. I saw that clearly when he pulled out a bit, and I began to think that doing anal with Sam might not be too bad an idea. He was staring down at the table, looking rather grim. I started over to him, but some intuition told me to check out the couple at the other end of the long table.
I'd noticed before that they were doing doggy. No one was watching them, but I already knew that looking was as acceptable here as fucking or whatever. His companion was a middle-aged woman with a huge butt that covered his thighs. Crouching down to look between his legs, I saw her large, hairy cunt and realized that they were also doing anal.
Sam's prick was only half-hard when I approached. "There's no lube here," he said. "Let's see if some is lying around."
We first checked the area around the two anal couples, hoping they'd dropped a tube or two in their impassioned state. Nothing. We started slowly across the room, our eyes to the rug. All the condoms anyone could want were available, and Sam stopped to pick one up.
"I'm safe and all that," he said. "But this one's lubricated. It'll make things easier. Won't be enough by itself, though."
It was a good thing we were searching the floor. It would be damn easy to step on someone, or several someones ... we zigzagged across the room, finding more condoms but no lubricant.
"There has to be some, somewhere in this house," Sam declared. "By the way, you don't want to give up, do you?"
I vigorously shook my head no. "I think I'm entitled to one good ass fuck before I turn in," I stated. "Let's look around. Besides, it will give us a chance to explore the place.
The recreation building turned out to be much larger than it seemed from the outside. Of course, the surrounding trees would obscure its features. A door off to one side of the main room led to a hallway with a polished, plain wooden floor that felt wonderful against the soles of my bare feet. A short flight of rough wooden steps took us to what I thought would be a conventional second floor.
Expecting to see a hallway and a line of doors, I stepped through the small door atop the stairs to sounds of laughter, splashing and flowing water. The rough wood gave way to the tiled top of a staircase that led to a walkway surrounding a huge, square pool.
Or was it the biggest bathtub in the country? The bottom was the same white porcelain I'd find in any ordinary bathtub, and the sides were the same. Only the brightly tiled walkway had anything to do with a swimming pool. There were several doors around the tub/pool, but I couldn't see where they led.
"I guess this is your first day here, right?" Sam asked, smiling at my obvious amazement.
I told him yes and that I'd be working for Mei Lin. He nodded with real respect. "Well, the interior is totally abstract. I mean, it's almost like another world, like science fiction or something."
That delighted me, distracting me from the beautiful young woman who was floating on her stomach in the chest-high water. Her buttocks looked so perfect, especially wet like that, and her breasts, hanging below her, looked delicious. Unconsciously, I reached for my pussy. Sam saw, and asked me if I felt like getting wet a little before we resumed our search.
I answered by sprinting down the stairs and rushing into the warm water. I waded out until the water level was up to my nipples, watching Sam's dick vanish under the water as he approached me. It was bobbing around under the water, and I couldn't resist giving it a quick grab. It shot straight up immediately.
"Maybe we're lubed enough now." I mentioned. Turning my back to him, I spread my cheeks and thrilled to the feel of the warm water on my asshole.
"I don't think so, but let's see," he mused, brushing my hands away from my ass. He turned his hand sideways and carefully guided it down my crack. I stiffened, my nipples hardening, at the feel of his fingertip on my anus.
A sharp stab of pain made me jump away from him. His fingers were unusually thick, I noticed for the first time. Shaking his head sadly, he told me it wasn't going to work. We proceeded across the width of the pool, his cock still hard as we climbed out on the other side. Deliberately bumping my hip into his and letting my arm brush against the side of his cockshaft, I asked, "Do you want me to take care of that for you?"
"No, let's save me for the main event," he said. "It'll be hotter." Squinting at the doorways, he continued, "And there has to be some lube in one of those places."
The door to the left led to some sort of shower room. Three women were idly soaping themselves down, and they all turned their heads to Sam and me. The two women nearest the door were obviously acquainted. Before I could introduce myself, they exchanged knowing smiles and charged at Sam.
I couldn't believe how fast they moved! The taller and skinnier of the two, almost no hips and mosquito-bite breasts, knelt, grabbed Sam's hardon and stuffed it into her mouth in what seemed like the same motion. Her friend just as rapidly knelt behind Sam, spread his cheeks and pressed her face to his crack.
"Uh, Amy," Sam said, pausing to let out a gasp as the taller, skinnier one tightened her mouth lock on his penis. "Uh, I don't know what to do. I mean-"
"Don't worry," I laughed. "Just enjoy. We'll meet up later. Remember, you owe me an ass fuck."
"Okay. I'll pay up, as long as these two don't 'bankrupt' me."
I heard slurping sounds as I continued along the shower room. The third woman was standing directly under the shower head, her eyes closed, and I didn't think she was aware I was there as I let my eyes rove over her cute hanging pear-shaped breasts. Her cunt hair was trimmed to a neat brown triangle, the apex pointed directly at the top of her slit.
Rivulets of water ran through it and over her pussy lips. I came closer to her, walking slowly and absently fingering my pussy as I stared at her, and just I passed her, she charged out from under the shower and threw her arms around me.
"Oh, you're just too hot," she groaned, shoving a hand between my thighs and gripping my pussy.
Instantly inflamed with lust, I ducked my head down, seized a pear-shaped breast and pressed it tightly against my mouth. Her nipple hardened against my tongue as she slid a finger into my pussy.
Two fingers, and she grazed my G spot as she fondled my cunt. Letting her breast drop out of my mouth, I lifted my head and pressed my lips against hers. Her tongue butted against my teeth, and I parted them as I groped along her wet, naked back for her butt.
Her finger slid out from my slit, her tongue slipped out of my mouth, and she wrapped her arms around me. "Just stand still," she said hoarsely. "We're perfect for this."
Before I could ask perfect for what, she pressed her cunt mound against mine. Her hands found my ass cheeks, and she pulled me toward her as she hunched down just a fraction. Our slits touched, swelling together as we oozed cunt juice over each other's pussy. I lifted a bit, feeling my hooded clitoris touch the top of her slit.
"Almost perfect," she grunted. "Just-" she lurched a fraction to one side, and our clits touched.
Oh, talk about incredible! The sensation was so intense I shrieked loudly, and I had a mini cum right then. She asked me if I was ready. I nodded, even though I wasn't sure for what. Tightening her grip on my butt, she started jerking up and down. I moved with her, feeling a much bigger orgasm explode in my pussy.
I think I came about three times, and I'll never know how many times she came. Feeling her grip on my ass weaken, I let go of hers and slowly peeled myself off her. She staggered back under the shower, her breasts heaving. When I first saw her, I was too busy looking at her tits and cunt to notice much else about her. With my lust satiated for at least the next five minutes, I could observe her more clearly.
She was considerably older, I could tell especially by the lines on her hands. A close look at her face revealed more of her age. She had to be at least forty, even though her body was that of a woman at least ten years younger.
"I have to take a dip right now," she said, gesturing with her chin to the tub room. "I'm sure I'll see you later, though."
Without asking my name, she sauntered down I the shower room and disappeared out the door. Our sex had been so hot, I'd forgotten about Sam. I turned to him to see that he was flat on his back on the wet floor. The taller, skinnier one was riding his prick, and her more filled-out girlfriend was ' squatting over his face. My first thought was to rush over and join them, but my second thought was to seek out new adventures.
I took a minute to wash the cunt juice off my snatch, then I stepped out into what looked like an avant-garde locker room. The oddly shaped lockers were a bright yellow, and the walls were painted a very light shade of blue. The floor was a riot of reds, greens and browns. A table laden with neatly stacked towels lay to one side, and I took one and quickly dried off.
There was no one in the room, not surprising given the decor. My eyes actually stung a bit as I headed for the nearest door. Opening it, I found myself atop three small steps that led to an octagon-shaped room. Mirrors were set in seven of the eight walls, and there was another door in the eighth wall.
I could see every bit of myself from every angle. As I turned this way and that, the door opened, startling me. Then I felt something else completely as the most muscle-bound man I'd ever seen stepped in.
"Hi, I'm Jack, and this is just about my favorite room in the whole place." I told him my name and said I was enjoying it, and illustrated my point by spreading my ass cheeks so I could get a look at my butthole.
"Yeah, you sure can see everything," he chuckled. There was my hole, small, round and pink. "I can get a hard-on from seven different angles."
His prick was rather thin, but it was certainly long enough. "You can also see yourself fuck from seven different angles," I said, looking at the reflection of his penis. It would fit nicely in me, and since he was just about my height, we could get into all sorts of interesting positions.
Which we could see from all sides. I could tell two things about him, that he was interested in me and that he wasn't sure how I felt. "You know, a girl can examine herself in here," I commented. "Here, I'll show you." Stepping up to one of the mirrors, I raised my right leg and pressed the sole of my foot firmly against the glass.
My pussy lips spread and the bright, wet pink of my cunt appeared in the mirror. I looked behind me to see that my asshole was also in view. Jack eased up to me, staring with lust-filled eyes at my open snatch. His voice was strained.
"You know, just for curiosity's sake, I'd like to see what this looks like." He stepped in front of me and got on his knees between my legs. Looking up, he asked hopefully, "Is this okay with you?"
"I don't see why not," I replied, trying to sound casual about it while fighting back an urge to jam my cunt over his face. His cock was growing longer, thickening a bit, and he folded his hands behind his back. Tilting his head back, he kissed my cunt mound, then dragged his lips down to the top of my slit.
His tongue tip darted out, flicking at the little hood of skin over my love button. A jolt of lust made me shake, and I leaned back a little. He brought his tongue down my slit in one slow, steady stroke, continuing on past the flesh between cunt and asshole until his tongue tip was circling my anus. In the same manner, he dragged his tongue back up, just the tippy tip between my swelling pussy lips.
Jack was using his tongue as adroitly as a finger! The soft, wet flesh roved easily over my cunt lips. I started to feel a bit of discomfort from the position I was in, but that made the experience more erotic. Sensing the growing strain on my leg, Jack thrust his tongue into my pussy and stroked my G spot. Rather than making me cum that way, he snapped his tongue out and began to circle my clit.
That was more than enough. My cunt started churning around, and a really wild orgasm took hold of me, making me drop my leg to his shoulder. That was kind of an impossible position and I tumbled over, clapping my hands against one of the mirrors to break my fall. Of course, I brought Jack down with me, and he grabbed my sides as my pussy landed on his face.
"I was about to suggest taking this to the floor," Jack laughed. "But now that we're here...."
Grabbing my ass cheeks to pull me down to him, he pressed his mouth firmly against my twat and thrust his tongue in. It seemed like my orgasm just picked up where it left off, I came that quickly and that intensely. Leaping off him, I crouched down at his hip. His cock was already hard, and I watched myself take hold of it.
Those mirrors! I trembled from the thrill of watching myself hold a prick, then I watched myself slide his cock between my lips. Jack was watching, looking to one side at the mirror behind me. I had some of his cockshaft in my mouth, and I was moving deliberately slow. That was to tease him as well as give me a better opportunity to watch myself fellate. Keeping my tongue flat against the underside of his cockshaft, I gradually lowered my head until my nose was brushing against his cock hair. Rolling my eyes up to look at his face, I saw that he'd closed his eyes and was murmuring softly.
His eyes shot open and his murmur became a hoarse cry of surprise as his cockhead touched the back of my throat. My lips were touching his cock hair at that point, an incredibly hot sight in the mirrors. Making tiny motions with my head, I soon felt his cock start to throb.
Quickly, I drew it out of my throat and opened my mouth as wide as I could. I didn't want to set him off before he had a chance to get into my pussy. Getting on all fours, I wiggled my ass at him. Jack groaned as he got to his feet, his stiff prick bobbing around as he got on his knees behind me. From the mirrors on either side, I had a perfect view of his cock pointing at my butt. Looking straight ahead, sighting between my breasts, I could see the tightened sac of his scrotum.
There was movement, his hand as he took hold of his cock and began stroking my slit with the tip of the head. I made a little backward thrusting movement, not trying to get his prick in me but signaling him that I wanted it. Pretending not to notice, Jack continued to follow with his cock tip the route his tongue had traveled.
Up and down, over the folds and wrinkles of my pussy, scooting to the top to dab at my clit, then back again. He pushed his cock into my ass crack, tapped my asshole once, then moved it back down. Throwing an arm around me, he leaned over my back and popped his cockhead between my cunt lips.
I could see it so well! Jack's long rod disappeared into my cunt the way it had into my mouth, and I could even see his ball sac touch my butthole. Then I had to close my eyes as my cunt again filled with stiff prick.
Jack had taken his hand off his shaft, and I felt! his fingers descend on my tit. He closed his hand over my breast, rubbing my nipple with his palm as he slowly began to stroke in and out. I saw and felt his other hand settle on my stomach, and I watched the progress of his fingers as he advanced on my pussy.
As much as I wanted to see everything, I had to close my eyes when his fingers reached my cum button. Two fingers closed around it, not on it, jiggling the wrinkly flesh atop my cunt against it. I felt a shudder in my pussy, then another, then a convulsive orgasm rocked me from head to toe.
Sloppy wet sounds filled the room as he humped me with longer and longer strokes, churning my cunt juices as the orgasm continued to pound through me. Suddenly, Jack's cock was out of my pussy and over my butt, the head resting on the small of my back. He seized it again, stroking furiously while long streams of cum splattered all over my upper back and shoulder blades.
There was a plunking sound, Jack dropping his ass to the floor. Pulling his legs up, he draped his arms over his knees and let out a long deep breath. "This isn't my first time today," he explained. "And damn, you really drained me."
The thought of a second round was tempting, but I was sure I'd either encounter him again or find someone better. Different ... I savored the possibility of a whirlwind of anonymous fucks. Rather than expend energy trying to get him hard again, I decided to go off in search of a new cock or pussy or both at once.
Leaving Jack on his ass on the floor, I stepped out through what I thought was the door I'd entered. The three small steps were there, but instead of entering a locker room, I found myself facing a long, narrow passageway. Deciding to forge ahead, I walked through the dimly lit corridor, feeling like I'd stepped into a scene from a Gothic novel.
Yellowish light glowed at the far end. As I got closer, I saw that a gas lamp-styled fixture held a small bulb which illuminated a ridiculously overdone carved door. Victorian garishness at its height, and I felt just a twinge of apprehension at what I might be walking into. Victorians were into all sorts of things I didn't want to have anything to do with, and the gargoyle head doorknob didn't make things look any better.
Steeling myself, I gripped the doorknob firmly, turned it and yanked the door open. Bright light flooded the corridor, making me blink, and when my eyes adjusted I found myself facing another door. Two coat rooms lay on either side of me, and I assumed they were undressing rooms. I didn't see any garments in them, though. I flung open the other door and strode in, finding myself in a large room with coarser carpeting than elsewhere in the house. Several billiards tables were arranged in a row down the center of the room, and there was a marble fireplace in the center of both longer walls. A large stained glass window covered most of the further shorter wall, and at the wall nearest my door was a fully stocked bar. There was a billiards game in progress at each of the table, several guests seated on couches near the window, and a cluster of guests by the bar.
In all, there were perhaps twenty people in the room.
They were all fully dressed. More than that, rather formally dressed. The men were wearing suits and the women evening dresses.
There I was, in the middle of everybody's bad dream. Too stunned to do anything but stand there, I spent a few minutes just staring around. Had I blown the job by causing Mei Lin a major embarrassment? How could I explain getting fired because I was walking around naked and entered the wrong room? A butler passed close by, nodded to me politely and just kept on going. Several of the guests caught sight of me and smiled, then turned back to their conversation.
No one seemed to care in the least that I was completely naked, and I relaxed. You didn't have to be naked to be kinky, I realized. Maybe they just weren't into sex or something. I certainly didn't feel any eyes on me.
No male eyes, that is. I started across the room, heading for a door on the opposite wall, and noticed that two stout women with matronly breasts were gazing at me and smiling. One of them stepped up to me, introduced herself as Sarah and asked me if I'd like a drink with them.
I didn't want any booze right then. I was too interested in exploring to dull my senses, and I certainly didn't need to relax. I settled for a soda, and the two women stood on either side of me. Very discreetly, they were eyeing my tits and cunt. When I looked up at their faces, they quickly turned their gazes away.
"I'm Jane," Sarah's friend said. "Do you know Mei Lin?"
I decided not to let on that I actually worked for her, for the establishment. Since they were acting so reserved and all, I decided to act likewise.
"We're good friends," I said. "I've never been here-too busy and all-"
"With college?" Sarah asked.
Did she want to know how old I was? This was getting interesting ... and I'd never encountered anyone remotely like these two women. I was out for variety, after all. Deciding to chop a year off my age, I said, "Yes. I graduated last month."
Their eyes widened a bit, and I turned my gaze away to give them an opportunity to study my naked skin some more. As before, they averted their eyes when I turned back to them.
"There are some fascinating rooms in this house," Sarah commented. "We'd love to give you a tour-if Mei Lin isn't expecting you."
I noticed that they made no mention of the fact that I was naked or that a wall-to-wall, room-to-room orgy was in progress in the same house. Opening a door behind the bar, they gestured to me to follow them. A long, Victorian-looking corridor led to a large sitting room replete with overstuffed couches.
"Sit over there, dear," Sarah said, gesturing to the largest and most overstuffed of the ottomans. Rough velvet caressed my ass cheeks as I seated myself. Jane got on the other side of me, and Sarah looked around and frowned.
"There's too much light in here," she said, striding over to the enormous windows and tightly closing the thick drapes. Immediately, the light in the room was dimmed by half. Sliding forward and turning her back to me, Jane asked me to unzip.
"We might as well get comfortable," she said. "It's just us girls, after all."
Oh, they were interested, all right! Never, ever, had I run into people who were so reserved, at least on the surface, about sex. I was suddenly very curious to see what they'd look like naked, but I knew I had to move very, very slowly.
Ever so casually and ever so lightly, Sarah rested her plump fingers on my bare thigh. Pretending not to notice, I unfastened the top of Jane's dress and dragged the zipper down. The older woman stood up and pulled the dress off, her henna-dyed tresses bobbing around as she pulled the dress off her head.
Clad in a slip and stockings, Jane sat back down. "You're making me feel uncomfortable," Sarah said lightheartedly. Turning her back to me, she asked, "Undo me, too, please?"
Her coiffed hair stayed perfectly in place as she got her dress off. Her hand returned to my thigh, a little more firmly this time.
"So, what have you studied?" Sarah asked.
I mentioned my specialty, and both women nodded approvingly. "Did you live in a dorm?" Jane asked.
"Sure," I smiled, sensing where the conversation was heading. "It was a lot of fun."
"Very strange things go on in dormitories, these days," Sarah commented darkly. "Why, women even have sex with other women."
CHAPTER NINE
"I've heard that myself," Jane said. "Have you seen anything like it?"
Trying my best to appear something I totally was not, shy, I looked down at my feet and smiled mysteriously. "Yes, I have."
There was a moment of silence. "You mean, it happened around you?" Sarah asked.
Keeping my mysterious smile and my eyes on my feet, I replied, "Yes, it did."
Was I in the middle of a role-playing scenario? They were acting like I was an innocent young thing, even though I was walking around naked. They were avoiding that fact and the fact that wall-to-wall sex was all around them, and as horny as they were, they said nothing about their own sexuality.
I liked the idea, but how was I going to play innocent? Just by ear, I guessed.
"Excuse me, but I'm really burning up," Sarah said, rising gracefully. Plain white panties came into view as she pulled up her slip, then her thick white bra. Tossing the garment aside, for the moment dropping her genteel manner, she perched her ample buttocks on the edge of the couch and turned her back to me.
"Undo me here, please, Amy," she said, gesturing to the thick latex of her bra strap. "This is suddenly so binding."
Closing my thighs so they wouldn't see the moisture forming on my pussy lips, I parted her bra straps, letting my fingertips brush lightly against her creamy smooth skin. She shuddered a little, then turned and leaned back against the couch.
I couldn't help gawking at what had to be the largest bosom I'd ever encountered. Two huge, white spheres of red-tipped flesh, pointing diagonally away from her torso, sagged slightly toward her round stomach. I forced my gaze away before I blew my innocent routine altogether, then Jane removed slip and bra. Now they were down to panties. Sarah's hand returned to my right thigh, and Jane's fingers settled over my left.
Jane's breasts were teardrop-shaped, hanging straight down and boasting plump nipples. Like Sarah, she showed a bit of girth and a tremendous amount of sensuality. Their thighs were quite smooth. I guess I was expecting wrinkles, because I gave a little start of surprise when I touched Sarah's thigh.
"Oh, don't be shy, dear," Sarah said, draping her arm over the back of the couch. "So, tell me. What naughty things did you see the other girls do in your dorm?"
"Better, tell us what you did," Jane said with a wink.
I forced up a giggle, intentionally clutching Sarah's thigh. "It was in the dark, under blankets," I said, shivering with real delight. This actually happened. "I and a junior named Blaine had talked about it for months, and finally, we got naked and under that blanket."
"Did you touch each other?" Sarah inquired.
"Oh, yes, all over," I breathed, my pussy getting wetter and wetter as I recalled the thrill of touching a nipple for the first time. I felt Sarah's arm slip down and Jane's grip tighten on my thigh. "She had these cute, pointy little breasts, you know, like pyramids." Jane's fingers slipped closer to my crotch. "Her nipples were long and skinny," I continued. "They got real stiff when I took them between my fingers, like this."
I closed my thumb and forefinger together, rubbing the tips. Sarah's breathing got a little heavier. Sliding her hand under a large boob, she lifted it and pointed her plump red nipple at me.
"Show me," she said, her voice tone dropping a full octave.
Jane's fingers were touching the inside of my thigh now, just about an inch from my pussy. She leaned forward, her breasts swinging away from her torso and her eyes widening as she gaped at the sight of my fingers closing over Sarah's tit. The older woman shuffled around a bit, stroked my wrist, then gently freed her tit from my grasp.
"Did you just touch?" Jane asked, letting her legs drop open so that her knee was touching mine.
"No, we nursed each other. You know." I cast Sarah a questioning look, and she nodded.
Both women let out little sighing sounds as I formed a tight circle with my lips and slid Sarah's tit between them. I felt Jane tap at my pussy lips and quickly draw her hand back. Sarah slipped her hand down and caressed my side as I sucked, widening the circle of my lips to take in some of her tit flesh. It was fantastic, that soft, smooth skin just inside my mouth as her teat hardened against my tongue.
With a languid movement of her shoulders, Sarah pulled her breast from my face. "I'm sure you both loved that," she said, her voice sounding strained. "But did you just play with each other's titties?"
"Oh, no, we played with pussy, too," I giggled, trying to act like I felt shy about telling them that when, in fact, I was having the thrill of my life.
Jane slid off the couch and gazed down at me. "Part your legs, dear, please," she requested. I immediately let my thighs drop apart. "Oh, it's a shame you did it in the dark," Jane said, staring at my pussy with lusting eyes. "You are so very pretty down there."
"Yes, she is." Sarah leaned over, a large breast dragging across my thigh as she stared at my slit. "And you're not at all, pardon me, hairy."
"No, no she's not," Jane vigorously agreed. "Us, we're all wrinkled."
"Are you sure?" I purred, sensing that I'd been sent a signal.
"Well, it seems that way," Jane replied thoughtfully. Sarah nodded agreement.
"Oh, let me see," I laughed, leaning over and seizing the hem of Jane's panties.
Incredibly curious as well as incredibly horny, I pulled her panties down to reveal a plump pussy mound sparsely covered with brown, wiry ring shaped curls. Two large cunt lips hung below, a thin strip of the same brown wiry hair around the outside of each.
"Well, I think your cunt is beautiful," I murmured, then turned to Sarah. "What about you? Can I have a peek?"
Jane closed her legs together, letting her panties drop to her feet. Sarah lifted her ass, dragging her underpants down and kicking them off. A thick triangle of black hair covered her cunt mount, the pink-brown of her lips and slit circled by tendrils of the same cunt hair.
"They both look delicious," I said. Neither noticed that I'd stepped a bit out of character. Sarah's arm went back around my shoulders as I sat down. Jane's hand went back to my thigh, sliding over. This time, the edge of her palm was resting against my right pussy lip, firmly enough for me to feel her warm skin and for her to feel how wet I was becoming "down there."
"Did you put your fingers in each other?" Jane asked.
"Oh, yes," I said. "And we made each other ... you know."
"Have you ever kissed a woman down there?" Sarah asked, letting her legs drop open.
"A couple of times," I lied outrageously. "I love the way it tastes."
"Well then," Sarah said, twisting around so that her back was to the armrest of the couch. She must have been fifty, and with the agility of a woman at least twenty years younger, she lifted a leg and rested her ankle on the couch. "It's time we got down to business."
I started to get up, but Jane took hold of my waist. "Why not lie across my lap? You'll be much more comfortable."
She slid to the opposite end of the huge couch. I got up on all fours between them, bellying down between Sarah's spread thighs and draping my legs over Jane's. I felt Jane move around under me, felt her pussy curls on my thighs as I planted a hard kiss on Sarah's cunt.
A delicious, flowery scent mixed with the scent of Sarah's heat, and I guessed she'd perfumed her cunt hair. Feeling her labia slither against my mouth, I sucked on them gently. Jane gripped the backs of my legs and ran her hands up to my butt, caressing my cheeks before delicately slipping a hand between my thighs. I spread a little, and her fingertips settled over my slit.
I wriggled my butt pleasantly, rolling Sarah's pussy flesh around between my lips. Releasing her labia, I kissed the top of her cunt, digging under the hair for her love button. She moaned when I ran my tongue around it, then let out a long, low sigh when I pulled my tongue away to run the tip the length of her slit.
Something told me she'd need a bit of fingering. I roughly slid my hands under her butt, squeezing her cheeks as I plunged my tongue deeply into her hole. She let out a most unlady-like grunt, lifting her fleshy cheeks and thrusting her cunt toward my face.
The soft skin of her ass pooled around my fingers. Withdrawing my tongue, I dragged one hand away from her rear and worked my fingers into her groin. Positioning my tongue tip at the top of her slit, I squeezed the first two fingers of my right hand together tightly and pushed them into her pussy with one stroke.
For all her genteel mannerisms, this respectable lady liked it rough. I started frigging hard, tapping my tongue directly against her love button. Her grunts came out one after the other, a series of hoarse, rather mannish, sounds of passion. Jane, meanwhile, was busy in my ass, running a finger gently around my anus while cupping my pussy mound in her other hand.
Sarah bucked up suddenly, sending my fingers to the very back of her pussy and banging her upraised leg against the top of the couch. "All right," she cried out, a raspy quality to her society lady's soprano. "Your little friends did a wonderful job of teaching you, I must say."
Her words came out slowly, and she drew in a long deep breath. Her breasts jiggled up and down, bouncing around as she hauled her leg off the back of the couch. Since I was enjoying the feel of the couch fabric on my nipples and cunt as much as I was savoring the warmth and scent of Sarah's pussy, I stayed the way I was, my face in Sarah's lap.
Jane dipped a fingertip into my cunt and removed her hand from my ass crack. Lightly caressing my cheeks, she said, "Turn over, Amy, please."
I flipped over, nestling my the side of my face against Sarah's scratchy pussy mound. Hovering over me, low enough for her nipples to touch my bare skin, Jane gripped my shoulders and pressed her mouth against mine. I was ready for a tongue kiss, but she just kissed my lips hard and drew back.
"You are so pretty," she murmured, half to herself. She stroked my upper arms, then gently draped her fingers over my breasts. "And such cute nipples," she added, taking my thick brown nips between thumb and forefinger.
Jane squeezed, then slid off the couch. Kneeling beside me, she made a circle with the first fingers of both her hands and closed it over my breast. Murmuring something I couldn't make out, she lowered her mouth over my breast and tightly closed her lips over my nipple. She massaged it a bit, sucked a little, then circled it with her tongue before pulling her mouth away.
"Now, this," she said, a note of awe in her voice as she stared at my pussy hair. As Sarah had done, I lifted my right leg and hooked my ankle over the back of the couch. Since I was younger and more agile, I was able to lift my other leg as well, supporting it by wrapping my arm around my thigh.
Without saying a word or making a sound, Jane charged into my crotch and laid the flat of her tongue along my cunt slit. She dragged her tongue to the top, kissed my pussy hair strip, then looked up at Sarah with shining eyes.
"I must say, she's delicious," she stated enthusiastically.
With that, she covered my cunt with her mouth. Sarah's tit was hanging over my face, so I reached up for it and took her nipple in my mouth while Jane gave my sex flesh a tongue bath. She sucked, she licked, she massaged my pussy lips with her tongue, lulling me into a dreamy, semi-orgasmic state.
I was on the verge of cumming when her lips found my love button and squeezed down on it. Sarah's tit flew out of my mouth as I opened wide to shriek in ecstasy. The waves of pleasure slowly subsided, and I opened my eyes to see Jane smiling down at me. Her face was shiny wet with my cunt juice, and she was licking it off her lips.
"Now, do something nice for me," Jane said, standing up, taking hold of my wrist and guiding my hand to her pussy.
I asked her to sit back on the couch, then I knelt between her legs. Remembering the trick Mei Lin had shown me, I slid my middle and ring fingers into her cunt, my index finger over her clit and my pinkie into her butthole. I had no idea how close she was to climaxing herself, and I realized that the stimulation of fingering me, watching me with Sarah, then eating me out, had sent her close to the edge of climax.
Only a few vigorous finger strokes were needed to bring her over the edge. Grunting like a pack animal, she slid her ass back and forth, banging on the carpet with her bare ankles. Finally, she grabbed my arm with both hands and yanked my fingers out of her sex holes.
"Yes, Sarah, you're right. Miss Amy has had an excellent education."
They made no move to get up, but remained seated on the couch, slumped forward with their legs wide open. That was an invitation to me to spend the rest of the evening with them, but I wanted to see what else I could get myself into.
Besides, I had no idea how to find my way back to my clothes. Seeing a small door across the room from the door through which we'd entered, I bid them a good night and started off for it. At the door, I turned back to them and blew them a kiss as they smiled and waved at me.
Mild role-playing, but still, it was fun-and satisfying, I decided. The door led to another old-fashioned looking corridor, and the same coarse carpeting scratched sensuously at the soles of my bare feet as I proceeded along. Since the hallway was dimly lit I couldn't see the end of it. There were no doors set in the mahogany paneling, and I began to wonder if the corridor led to anywhere at all.
After walking until I couldn't see where I'd come from, a door appeared at the end of the hall. Reasoning that I couldn't get any more lost than I already was, I went through it to find myself in what looked like the corridor of an office building.
Had I wandered naked into the main administration area, probably staffed by people who wanted nothing to do with the adult goings-on?
I was lost, and going back the way I came wouldn't get me any more lost. Shrugging my shoulders, I started forward. There was a huge desk off in one corner, and as I approached, a redhead in a tight blouse and extremely short skirt passed by.
She grinned from ear to ear on catching sight of me. "You're cheating, you know. Naked is for part two of all this."
Flashing me a wink, she stepped over to a file cabinet by the side of the desk and bent low. The back of her skirt rode up, revealing a beautiful pair of bare butt cheeks. Bikini panties? No, no thong running down her crack, so no panties at all.
Well, I wasn't as underdressed as I thought, at least. Come to think of it, the desk top was bare. I peeked into the drawer she'd opened, and saw that it was empty.
So where was I?
The sound of footsteps made me look up to see a man in a business suit heading my way. Darting back around the corner I'd entered from, I watched as he stepped behind the secretary and gazed down at what she was revealing.
"I have some important dictation for you, Miss Jones," he said rather formally. "Please come in my office right away."
She stood up, smiling. They started down the hall, and I padded after them, glad I was barefoot. There were several office doors in a row, all of them tightly closed. They stopped by the third or fourth door down, and I flattened myself against a wall as they stopped there.
They slipped inside. There was sort of a Venetian blind over the glass upper part of the door, but it was open just enough to enable me to see in.
"You know I don't mind hard work," Miss Jones purred as the man pulled a chair away from his desk. Miss Jones quickly removed her blouse and bra, revealing two lean, beautifully proportioned breasts.
He set the chair up by the side of the desk nearest to where I was peeking, allowing me to see everything. The so-called secretary stepped up to him, her hands under her breasts. Dipping her shoulders toward him, she stroked a nipple along his lips. The supposed executive shoved both hands under her skirt and sucked greedily. I could see the lump his fingers made in the fabric of the skirt.
Her nipple exited his mouth with a soft plop. "No panties, I see," he growled.
She hissed and jerked her legs apart. I couldn't see the outline of his hand against the back of her skirt anymore, but his arm was still up there and I speculated that he was fingering her cunt. Right, he drew his hand out and immediately stuck a finger in his mouth. I heard more sucking sounds, then she got on her knees.
The "executive" grasped the arms of his chair and gave a little thrust forward as she opened his pants. Cooing at him to lift up, she pulled his pants and shorts down to his feet. I saw his short, fat prick sticking up. The "secretary" knelt between his legs, her long blonde hair obscuring my view.
It was more than time to move on, anyway. I ran a few steps, paused to peer into another empty office, then continued down the hall. The office look ended abruptly at the end of the corridor, and it occurred to me that I'd entered another role-playing area. Bosses and secretaries? I pictured myself doing that. The idea of playing the secretary to the man didn't appeal to me, but there were other combinations, like I could be the boss.
Not then, not stark naked. The door at the end of the corridor, one side office-gray metal and the other wood paneling, led to a short hallway. Facing me was a staircase leading up, and across was a staircase leading down. Logic would dictate that I take the down staircase, since I recalled going up a flight, but so far, logic hadn't worked here at all.
So, I headed up. The upper story had a lower ceiling and was floored with the same polished wood I'd walked over elsewhere. A burst of sunlight greeted me as I turned down a corridor, and I walked down a few yards to find myself facing a large sun deck. There were what seemed like ten or so guests, on lounge chairs or on blankets, and all completely naked.
No one was having sex, though, and I wondered if that would be considered gauche up here. I sauntered slowly to the far end, eyeing a round tit here, a long cock there, then leaned over the railing to take in the incredible scenery. A shadow fell over the railing, and I turned to see a tall, broad shouldered man approach. Was he the bodybuilder I'd caught sight of, the one who was chasing the blonde by the pool?
It didn't matter which bodybuilder, anyway. He sure as hell had the muscles, with a long cock dangling over a large scrotum to complement them. Making myself look up at his face rather than down at his cock, I smiled my sexiest smile.
"Hello, I'm Fred," he smiled back, his coal black eyes glinting sexily. "Sorry if I blocked your sun."
"Amy." I bit my lower lip and blinked hard. "I wasn't sunning myself. I was just enjoying the gorgeous view." I looked at him, rather than at the landscape. "I guess this is the quiet part of the house, right?"
"Quiet?" It was obvious that he was only pretending not to understand what I meant.
Ah, well. I'd done so much teasing, it was my turn. "Well, everybody's just lying around. They're not ... you know, no conversation."
"Oh, you think there's a rule of silence up here?" he asked
"That's not what I had in mind," I answered, now openly looking at his prick. "Nobody's doing anything."
"Anything? Like what?"
So, I could give out more teasing than I could take, I discovered. "Like this," I laughed, turning to him and grabbing his prick. "I mean, this is such a nice spot and all."
Strong hands settled over my bare shoulders, and I felt his member twitch in my grasp. "Don't you think that wooden floor will be uncomfortable?" Fred gazed down.
His prick was getting longer and thicker. "Why don't you just stand right in front of me?" I purred, recalling the blow job I'd almost gotten to see, back there in the office playroom. I let go of his cock just long enough to let him get in place, then I seized it again as I crouched down. One tap of a fingertip against the sensitive underside of the head was all it took to get the thing fully hard.
Holding his cockshaft by the bottom and tilting it up, I closed my lips gently over his scrotum and made a slight sucking motion. I massaged the wrinkled skin with my lips for a moment or two, then I pressed my tongue tip to the base of his cock and dragged my tongue all the way up.
Pre cum oozed out of his cockhead, and he shuddered as my tongue tip grazed the underside. Opening my mouth wide, I sucked a good length of his prick in and closed my lips over it. More cock slid in as he leaned forward, gripping the rail tightly. Thrusting a hand between my legs, I slowly stroked my pussy lips, then tucked a finger inside.
Did I want to make him cum with just my mouth? It was so beautiful up there, the sun so warm and sexy ... no, I had to have him in my pussy, too. Pulling his cock out of my mouth, I dabbed my tongue tip at his pee slit then crawled out from between his legs.
"Why did you stop?" he asked, a note of protest in his voice.
"Because I want to do this." Darting around behind him, I bent forward and gripped the rail. Just to make sure he understood, I gave my bare ass a shake.
"Just the kind of thing I want to do, too," he said, running his hands along my bare sides.
The tip of his prick nudged my butt cheeks as he took hold of my breasts. He dragged it slowly over to my ass crack, let go and let it make its own way down to my pussy. The head touched my slit, and he gripped the shaft again.
Tap, tap against my pussy lips, until I was working my ass around and rasping at him to put it in. Here was a man who could give me teasing lessons-the head just barely nudged in between my lips, and as I prepared to feel my pussy fill with dick, he pulled it away and continued to rove his cock tip over my cunt flesh.
Then he shoved in, almost all of his cock entering me in one stroke. One more push brought that big scrotum of his right up against my labia, and his hard, hairy abdomen pressed tightly against my butt.
Giving my nipples a squeeze, he guided both hands down my stomach. Strong fingers gripped my pussy mound as he worked his prick around, then a fingertip grazed the bit of skin over my love button. My pussy began churning almost at once, and I started humping back at him as he increased the pace of his in-out strokes. I was soon shaking in climax, gripping the rail until my knuckles turned white.
Fred didn't pause or miss a stroke. My orgasm peaked, and I let out a yell that echoed off the nearby mountains. His ball sac grew wet with my pussy juice, but he just kept on stroking. I remembered something about wanting an ass fuck just then.
"Pull out," I gasped at him.
"You don't like to finish things?" he chuckled, knowing I'd cum. "I do, and-"
"And you're fussy about where? I have another hole, you know, and you're lean and wet enough for it."
He replied by thrusting his prick between my ass cheeks. I thrust back, and his cockhead slammed into my anus. Just as it occurred to me that we hadn't bothered with lube, I felt the briefest flash of mild pain, then pure pleasure as I realized his cockhead had popped in and the rest of his prick was slowly following. Two strong fingers found my cunt slit, and he wormed them inside as he pushed in far enough for his balls to make contact with my butt cheeks.
His fingers went in as his cock went back. Too over stimulated to do anything but grip the rail, I let utter pleasure wash over me as Fred worked hand and cock with perfect coordination. Of course, my pussy started churning, but something else was also happening.
My asshole was pulsing, as if I was climaxing there. Pussy juice was running down my thighs, reaching clear to my knees, my cunt was moving, but it seemed that the steadily growing climax was centered in my back door. Then the sheer pleasure of it swept over me thoroughly, and I couldn't help letting out a low wail.
Behind me, I heard Fred say, "Uh-oh. You've done it, Amy."
I could barely understand what he said. His fingers dropped from my pussy and his cock slid clear of my asshole, then something hot, warm and sticky splattered over my lower back. A few drops hit my butt cheeks, and a bit of movement to my left made me turn to see a long stream of cum shoot over the railing.
"Stay right there," Fred urged me. Moving through a sea of satisfaction, I started to straighten up. Fred charged for his blanket, a few feet away, and returned with a towel. "Bend over again," he instructed.
Dreamily, I resumed my leaning posture on the railing. I felt terry cloth touch my skin and looked over my shoulder to see that Fred was vigorously wiping his semen off me.
"Of course," he grinned when I thanked him. "I wouldn't let you walk around like that, dripping."
Of all the people I'd so far encountered, I liked Fred the best. I could have laid down on his blanket with him, but something deep inside myself urged me to seek new adventures.
Besides, I was even further away from my clothes, wherever they were.
Things were a little livelier on the sun deck as I headed back to the door and the interior of the house. A couple to my right was vigorously tongue kissing, and to my left, a blonde was kneeling between a well-built stud's legs, lowering her mouth to his prick as I sauntered past them.
Through the door, I found myself facing a stretch of corridor I hadn't noticed when I came up. Shrugging my shoulders, I proceeded along, turning a corner to find myself in an alcove. I knew I was coming to something before I actually saw it, because wet, slurping sounds resounded through the corridor, getting louder as I approached.
CHAPTER TEN
The slurping sounds were generated by Mei Lin as she sucked Brad's prick. The area was sort of a turret, completely round with what seemed like one long, wraparound window. Beneath was an upholstered bench, circling the room and broken only by the open doorway.
A loud, familiar sigh arose, and I saw Rhoda, Karen and Connie near the door. Rhoda was leaning back against the wall. Connie and Karen were kneeling on either side of her. Each twin had her mouth on a nipple. Rhoda had one hand in Connie's crotch, and the other in Karen's.
Everybody was naked, and there was no sign of clothing. Brad pried his eyes open and waved to me. Mei Lin turned, moving his cock along with her head, and smiled at me.
Rhoda and the twins seemed totally engrossed. I was feeling a bit tired, so I decided to just sit for a while. When Mei Lin was ready-when her mouth was free, to be precise-I'd be able to ask her the way back to my clothes.
I dozed for about ten minutes, and when I awoke, Mei Lin and Brad were sixty-nining. Rhoda and the twins were asleep, and their thighs were shiny with cunt juice. Fully awake and starting to feel horny all over again, I headed out.
It wasn't until I reached the bottom of the stairs that I realized I had no idea which way I'd come from. Two doors and two corridors were my choices of direction. Deciding I'd had enough of corridors for a while, I tried one of the doors. The bedroom it opened on was ordinary-looking enough, but the scene on the bed wasn't so ordinary.
Delia, the deliciously slender woman from the front office was lying in the center of a huge bed. Her tits were just as I thought, two small pyramids tipped with blushing pink nipples. Her legs were spread wide, her eyes were closed and she was sighing softly as she humped her pussy with a lean vibrator.
Her eyelids flicked open at the sound of the door closing behind me. I hadn't thought about her through all my previous adventures, and I instantly recalled how I was looking forward to our first "getting together."
"Mind if I help?" I asked, resting my butt on the edge of the bed. "It's always more fun with two--unless you really want to be alone."
"No, I just got too horny," Delia said, her eyes roving over my naked nipples. "Please, be my guest."
She took her hand off the vibrator shaft, leaving it hanging half out of her pussy. Walking on my knees until I was directly over her, I pulled it out and laid it aside.
Then I noticed that her cunt was shaved. For some reason, maybe because I'd been distracted by the vibrator, I hadn't noticed that immediately. I'd seen a hairless cunt once, but I didn't get a chance to get up close and personal with it. Wanting to tantalize myself to the utmost, I turned my attention to her upper body first.
I gave Delia a quick kiss on the lips, another kiss on her throat, then I made a circle with my mouth and lowered it over one of her small tits. Her nipple stiffened against my tongue as I closed my lips around her breast flesh. I felt her slender fingers grip my wrist and pull at my arm.
She placed my hand over that hairless pussy as I narrowed my lips to a tiny circle to suck her nipple. Her skin felt so satiny smooth, so sensually different from the usual scratchiness I'd encountered when I got my hand on a cunt. Her smooth, bald lips were already moist, and I could feel her pussy quiver as I dragged the pad of my thumb along her slit.
Dragging my tongue along to her other tiny pyramid breast, I tentatively poked a fingertip between her labia, making her gasp and shoot up an arm to grasp my back.
"This is better," she said breathlessly. "Give me more."
Reluctantly pulling my mouth off her tit, I slid down a little, parted Delia's thighs and knelt between them. Naturally, I fingered my own pussy as I gazed at the shaved, smooth wonder of female flesh before me. I spread her lips with my free hand and angled a finger between them.
Her cunt flesh gripped my finger so tightly, for a moment I thought I'd entered her butthole by mistake. As if she'd read my thoughts, Delia chuckled. "That's one thing I love about making it with women. Guys don't last too long with me."
"A couple of cums and they're shot, huh?" I half muttered as I eased more of my finger into her pussy.
"Sometimes three, oh!" she replied, giving her hips a sudden shake.
My finger plunged in to the knuckle. Delia kicked her legs up, holding them at perfect right angles to her butt cheeks. Her tiny asshole came into view, nestled between the firm rounds of her miniature butt cheeks.
Of course, I couldn't resist. Sloshing my cunt juices around, I withdrew my wet finger and pressed the tip carefully over her anus. She had to be much tighter there, so I had to be careful. Delia hissed, her body stiffening as I attempted to gently push forward. The rubbery ring of her anus seemed to fight back at my finger, and the anal flesh quivered under my touch.
"Try again," Delia gasped. "Rub me a little."
I could think of a better way to lube her up, but I sensed that she wasn't quite ready for my tongue. Beginning a slight in-out movement with my cunt finger, I pressed down hard on the outside of her bunghole and circled my fingertip around it. The pink round flesh seemed to yield a little, so I tried to push in again.
This time, my fingertip slid in to the first joint. Delia yelped, then shrilled at me to keep my finger in place. "More, try more," she said. "And give me more up there."
My cunt finger was halfway out. I shoved it all the way in, then I pushed another joint into her asshole. Delia murmured something I couldn't make out, but I got the idea that she wanted me to stay in place. Sure enough, after I'd kept my hands perfectly still for a couple of seconds, she started to rock back and forth.
Her cunt lips slithered along my finger as they swelled. Her asshole tightened fiercely around my other finger, almost preventing me from moving it. A long, high-pitched wail escaped from her throat, bounding off the thickly paneled walls. She flailed at the air with her feet as I steadily stroked her shuddering pussy, stopping when she shrieked that she'd had more than enough.
Delia's legs flopped down on either side of me, and I crawled out from between them. Her nipples had gotten quite long, and it made me all but dizzy with lust to watch them rise and fall as she breathed hard.
Lifting her head, she let out one last long breath. "Fingering was the first thing I ever did with a woman, and I love it now as much as I did when I was around your age. You're twenty-one, right?"
There was no way I could hide my surprise. "Yes, for about four months now," I replied. "But ... how old are you?"
"I just turned thirty." Delia laughed at the look of amazement on my face. "Good diet, lots of workouts, so far, no kids."
I'd figured her for nineteen, twenty at the most. Making a mental note to stick as closely as possible to her regimen, I got on my side with my face to her hip. "Delia, I'm dying of curiosity to see what it's like to lick a shaved pussy."
"That's a coincidence," she purred slyly. "I'm really curious to see what your tongue will feel like."
"I haven't had any complaints," I replied, rolling over her leg. My shoulders nudged her knees as I slid forward, pursing my lips as I filled my eyes with the sight of her completely exposed snatch. I could see every fold and wrinkle, the pink of her slit ... I had never seen a cunt in such close-up detail before, and all I could do was lie there and gape.
Delia then gave me the second of two surprises within five minutes. I felt movement and saw her spread her legs. Her slit parted a little, showing the wet, pink inside of her vagina, as her thighs moved further apart.
And kept moving. I lifted my head, watching wide-eyed as she spread until her legs were perfectly perpendicular to her waist!
Seeing my amazed look, Delia laughed, "Amateur ballet. It's been a while since I've performed, but I still do the exercises. It gives you more room to work, my lying this way, doesn't it?"
All I could do was nod stupidly. Thrusting my arms straight out like I was swimming, I kissed her bald labia, then sucked them gently as I groped around her shoulders until I found her tiny breasts. I cupped the fingers of each hand over the firm, pink tipped pyramids, then I tilted my head back a little to stick out my tongue.
I could feel the firm, hairless sex flesh quiver as I attempted to lick and dab at every fold and swirl I'd seen. Delia murmured softly, trembling as her cunt lips slowly swelled. Neither of us were aware that I'd left the door ajar, and that the thick carpeting would silence the footfalls of any barefoot person.
When I couldn't keep myself from tongue fucking her, I thrust my tongue into her slit. I couldn't get much in-like with my finger, her cunt was almost as tight as a butthole-but I loved the feel of her cunt walls straining against my tongue tip. Delia did, too, judging by the way she moaned and clutched the sheets.
Of course, we couldn't know what was going on downstairs. I couldn't have cared less, in any case. Since her pussy was completely devoid of hair, I found her clit instantly and closed my lips over its protective sheath of skin. I'd taken a hand off her tits, and I brought it down to her pussy. Spread as she was, it was simplicity itself for me to slip a finger in as her clit peeked out to stiffen and grow against my tongue.
My cunt slit had somehow gotten caught in a fold of the satin sheet, and all I had to do was slide back and forth to masturbate myself as I brought Delia to climax. Her cunt juice flooded out suddenly, and I slowed my pussy movements while she pounded on the mattress and let out shrill shrieks of passion. I freed her clit but kept my mouth on her labia, savoring the taste of her ejaculate as my own orgasm mounted.
Delia shrieked out a word that sounded vaguely like "enough," and I pulled my face away to drop my chin to the sheets as I climaxed over the satin. Feeling the last waves of pleasure subside, I slowly crawled out from between her legs.
Just as she said, "Oh, look!" I saw Brad, Rhoda, Mei Lin, Connie and Karen standing by the bed. Before I could say a word, they broke into loud applause.
"Are you part of the big one, or is this just the two of you?" Rhoda asked, absently toying with her bare breasts.
"What's a big one?" Delia asked.
"The whole place has turned into one big orgy," Brad explained. "It's everywhere, now."
"Right, even the billiards room," Mei Lin giggled, glancing at me slyly.
"Oh, I didn't know-" I began.
"It's perfectly all right," Mei Lin laughed. "You really were the hit of the afternoon. Two dear older friends of mine-"
It was my turn to interrupt. "Sarah and Jane, right?" I grinned.
"Those two, exactly," Mei Lin giggled. "They told me all about it."
She winked. Delia said, "I'm really curious about that big orgy. Do you really mean everywhere?"
I suggested, "Why don't we go exploring? I'm sure nobody here will get bored."
Grabbing Rhoda around the waist, Brad said, "We sure won't."
"Yeah," Rhoda chimed in. "We haven't had a chance to do it together since we got to this place."
Brad got on the bed, pulling Rhoda on top of him.
"You know," Connie mused. "My sister and I haven't seen much together action, either."
"Right, only like once or twice a day," Karen smirked.
"So, maybe we should-" before Connie could finish her statement, her twin sister dropped to her knees and thrust her tongue into Connie's cunt.
"I think they might want to be alone," Delia said, trying and failing to suppress a laugh. "Why don't we go exploring, like you said?"
We slipped off the bed and padded out of the room. I suggested we try the sun deck, and we arrived to find what could have been a Roman orgy in progress. At least six couples were either sixty-nining or fucking, some fucking doggy-style, some missionary, and two couples fucking on the rail, like Fred and I had. I mentioned that to Delia, and she suggested I become a sex therapist.
I told her that I thought that was the last thing anyone around here needed. On our way downstairs, we had to step carefully around a couple who were fucking on the staircase, doggy-style, her hanging tits a fraction of an inch over the smooth, polished wood. We could see his dick slide into her as we passed.
Delia wanted to see the billiards room, and a lucky guess on my part had us going in the right direction. We passed through the sitting room where I'd encountered Sarah and Jane, then I discovered that the billiards room was a very different place from the one I'd first walked into.
There no billiards players, because the tables were thickly covered. Rather than men in formal clothes around the tables, a naked couple lay on each one. I couldn't tell if the people who were having sex on the floor and furniture were the same people I'd first encountered, since everyone was naked.
"So far, your friend Brad is right," Delia said. "Wall-to-wall ... tell me, does he fuck as good as he looks?"
"As well if not better," I assured her. "I think he'll be delighted if you want to see for yourself."
"Delighted?" Delia howled.
"That's one way to put it," I murmured.
We stepped out into the hallway again, passing a couple who were doing a stand-up doggy against the wall. Through the opened door of a room a few feet away, a male voice called to us to come in.
Three naked men were lying on the floor on their backs, and their cocks popped up to full erection as we entered. "This is the waiting room," the sandy haired man on the left announced.
"Waiting for what?" Delia said, her gaze roving from one erection to the next, her tongue tip running over her lips.
"For what do you think?" the guy on the right asked sharply.
"Looks like we have three pricks to play with," Delia mused. "Which one do you want?"
"I don't know," I mused. "If we each take just one, we might miss one."
"That means we should work on each one together, starting from the left," Delia noted. "We'll just work our way down in a straight line, and that way, we'll cover everybody."
"Perfect," I said, kneeling by the hip of the sandy-haired man on the left. Delia knelt by his other hip. I pressed my tongue to one side of his cockshaft, and Delia did the same to the other side. Slowly, we dragged our tongues to the head, dabbing at it, then stopping to rub tongue tips before working our way back down.
The guy was writhing around, his eyes glazed, by the time our tongues were at the base of his prick again. Then Delia took his cock into her mouth, gave it a few quick sucks and pulled it out. She handed the stiff wet member to me, and I took the full length of it in. Both he and Delia were surprised when I kept going, stroking his tightened nut sac.
"Hey, she's deep throating," the sandy-haired man called out.
"You have to teach me how to do that," Delia murmured.
I nodded over his prick. When I felt it start to throb, I quickly freed it from my mouth and handed it back to Delia. A few quick sucks from her had the guy cumming, and she pulled his dick out to share his spurting semen with me.
Neither of us caught very much of it, though. It was hard to keep a tight grip on his cock, since it was so wet from our mouths. When the last spurt erupted, we moved to the second man in line.
"Let's do something a little different," I suggested. "Here."
Squatting over his hips, I spread my pussy lips and lowered my snatch over the tip of his erection. He thrust up, and I swooped down until my buttocks were touching his thighs. I posted up and down a few times, then leaped off him.
"It's your turn," I told Delia. "Maybe for the third guy...." I gazed carefully at his prick, seeing how thick it was. Like Sam's, but maybe a little thicker ... no, not for my asshole, and certainly not for Delia's.
"What about him?" she said, gesturing to the last man in line as she poked his cockhead between her cunt lips.
"I guess we'll do him the same favor," I said. "Don't hog that one, now."
"Sorry," Delia said, raising herself up and letting his prick drop out of her pussy.
I mounted the guy again. Delia gazed speculatively at the third man's short, fat prick. "Let me at least get started with him," she urged. "We can always switch off."
The man on the right grunted, "I can't believe how hot this is."
Had I known what an experienced fucker he was, I would have all but blushed at that heavy compliment. Delia squatted and spread, grunting as she pushed down hard to force the guy's short dick inside her. He grunted that she was far too tight, but Delia calmly began jerking up and down as if she hadn't heard him.
Meanwhile, the cock in my pussy started to throb. "This one's about to pop," I warned Delia.
"Yes, and I don't think this one's going to last more than a minute," she replied anxiously. "Quick, let's switch."
I jumped off my hard-on, and Delia and I bumped hips in our haste. Both cocks were twitching visibly, and the short fat cock started jerking around in my pussy the minute I sat down on it. Surprised, I jumped up, and Delia did the same. I grabbed my man's freed cock, Delia grabbed hers, and we stroked vigorously, making the men roar out their pleasure as their semen gushed out.
Feeling my man's cock soften in my hand, I let go. Delia gave hers one last stroke. "I guess we're finished in here," I told her. "I think these guys need a rest."
"I couldn't agree more," Delia said. "Although we could give them a show to help them get ready again."
"But there's so much more to see," I protested. "So many more cocks and cunts-"
"You've convinced me," Delia said. "Let's go."
We headed out of that small room. A narrow flight of stairs took us back to the room with the mirrors, and we had to step over the copulating couples covering the floor. A sea of naked, writhing flesh was reflected in every mirror.
"Oh, too crowded," Delia complained. "But we have to try this one, sometimes."
Down another flight of stairs and into a corridor, where two tall, husky lesbians planted themselves in front of us.
"We're both kind of lonely," one of them said, a husky quality to her voice. The sound of it made my pussy wet immediately. "Do you women like women, by any chance?"
"Oh, I think there's a good chance of that," Delia murmured.
The other lesbian said, "Then please step this way." She gestured to a large bedroom, and Delia and I immediately stepped inside.
The four of us tumbled to the bed. As I dove between a pair of thick thighs, it occurred to me that I still didn't know how to get back to my clothes. The scent of her pussy overtook me then, and as I plunged in my tongue, I knew that I didn't care where the hell they were.
There was no point in getting dressed, anyway. After all, I had a whole night of fucking ahead of me.
