Chuck pulled Nancy and Jolene apart and snatched the dildo out of Jolene's cunt. Paula knelt beside Jolene and grasped her husband's throbbing dick in her left hand and spread Jolene's slick cunt lips with the fingers of her right hand, fit the head of his massive tool in Jolene's love hole and gave his cock a gentle tug. The thrill of watching another girl's hot twat engulf his pulsing prick inflamed her senses, and she reached between her thighs and fingered her fiery love button.
Paula kissed her husband lovingly, then released his cock and diddled Jolene's clit, matching the rhythm of the finger on her own clit. "I love to watch you fuck another girl, darling," she said softly.
Nancy moved closer, bringing Robby along by his cock. Jolene looked up at him with hot eyes and shivered. She hugged Chuck tightly and whispered, "Turn me over, baby, so he can get that hard hose into my ass."
CHAPTER ONE
A knee-high platform stood in the middle of the room, covered by a thick mattress and illuminated by a circle of bright track lights, while the lights in the rest of the room were dimmed so it was in semi-darkness.
Travis stood back in the shadows, watching the young woman and five men standing by the platform. She was a pretty redhead, in her late twenties, he guessed. He had seen her at several orgies over the past few weeks, then happened to see her again that morning when he visited the office where she worked. As luck would have it, the one girl he knew in the office turned out to be her roommate, and he had learned that her name was Jolene.
The orgy was hosted by a couple who fucked other people more often then they fucked each other, and this particular ritual was one of their favorites. As each girl entered, she picked a number from a box, then the hostess announced the lucky number and chose four men to help the host fuck the winner.
Travis had to admit it was an effective way to get things started with a bang, no pun intended. More interested in watching Frank and his buddies fuck Jolene, he absently stroked the head of the girl kneeling in front of him gnawing on his bone. She was a pretty little thing who lived to fuck, and so top-heavy he didn't see how she ever managed to stand upright. Maybe she spent most of her time on her knees or back. He would get back to her later, specifically to fuck her mammoth tits.
Jolene looked at the crowd gathered to watch her fuck the group of men and felt a swell of pride at being the center of attention. She shuddered visibly, already as hot as a firecracker at the prospect of having so many cocks at once.
Frank peeled her out of her tight black dress and had her turn all the way around slowly in her black, high heel sandals so the spectators could get a good look at her naked body. As the other men quickly undressed and crowded around, Frank picked her up and set her on the edge of the bed and kissed her as she fumbled with his zipper and hauled out his cock.
He pushed her back and spread her legs, and everybody could see the heavy sex dew glistening in her dense bush. She clung to his prick as he quickly undressed, then his fingers delved between the puffy lips of her pussy, bringing a soft moan from her, and the other men.
"You have an exquisite pussy," Frank said.
"Don't talk about it," Jolene said, jerking his dick and guiding the head to her oozing hole, "fuck it."
She moaned with pleasure as he slid into her. She was ready to fuck, and in three quick plunges, he was in her to the hilt. She looked at him with doe eyes, and the lust on his face mirrored the lust on hers.
The other four men closed around and two filled her dainty hands with pricks and the other two men took up positions on each side of her head. The man on the left slid his cock into her open mouth, and the last man waited his turn at one of her holes or one of her hands.
She matched Frank's rhythm, thrusting her hips up to meet him as he plundered her soggy cunt and stroked the two cocks she was holding with the same rhythm, and the two men by her head alternated poking their cocks in her mouth.
For Jolene, the encounter was indescribable. She was so attuned to the feeling of hard cocks, it was like there was nothing else in the world at the moment. Each hand, her cunt and her mouth sent steady signals of the sensations, smells and sounds to her brain, and she immersed herself in the pleasure and excitement of the adventure that was happening to her.
Frank grabbed her thighs and banged her hard, and she felt and heard him cumming. Simultaneously, the cock in her left hand erupted, and her frantic jerking twisted his cock around like a hose, spraying cum over her arm, her tits and her belly.
The cock in her right hand was pulled away before it discharged, and the owner moved between her legs to replace Frank in her cunt. He plunged in and fucked her with wild abandon as she sucked the two cocks taking turns in her mouth.
She fucked back at the man between her legs with ardor and passion, her body went wild as a strong orgasm shook her, and her kicking feet sent her sandals flying across the room. She sucked harder on the cocks alternating in her mouth, keeping each one in her mouth just a little longer.
Her bucking and gyrating brought the man fucking her pussy to orgasm, and just as he started filling her cunt, one of the cocks in her mouth spurted a load of sticky fluid down her throat. She had barely swallowed his load when the other prick was back in her mouth, and it too was emptying into her sucking mouth.
The men rotated around the table, taking turns fucking her mouth and pussy, filling both ends with cum, and giving her the thrill of a lifetime.
Travis lost his concentration as the vacuum attached to his cock got to him. He grabbed the girl's ears and fucked her mouth furiously and filled her mouth to overflowing with jism. When he looked back at the platform, the spotlights were off and Jolene was lying on the bed by herself, her legs spread and cum seeping from her well-fucked twat.
He thought he could see an extraordinarily large lump at the top of her slit, but dismissed it as a trick of the poor light. He had seen a lot of clits, and nobody had one that big. It was probably just a clump of hair matted with semen.
CHAPTER TWO
Jolene didn't like blind dates. She seldom went on one that turned out right, and she couldn't for the life of her understand why she had agreed to go on this one. Although Chrissy had nearly begged her, she thought it was a little too much to ask, even though Chrissy was a good friend and roommate. She put another mark in the book by Chrissy's name as a debt to collect in the future, and told Chrissy as much.
The steady, insistent ringing of the phone became a part of her dream, and it took a long time to distinguish the real from the imaginary.
"Hello," she mumbled, groggy and barely half awake.
"Jolene, it's Travis Madigan, may I come up?"
"What time is it?"
"A few minutes before eight. We do have a date for dinner, don't we? Chrissy said...."
"Yes, Travis, sure, it's all right. Listen, I lay down for a nap and overslept. Come on up and let yourself in, I'll be ready soon."
"Okay, hop to it, we've got a big night ahead of us."
"Yeah, sure, Travis, I can hardly wait."
Fortunately, she took a bath before she lay down, so all she had to do was dress and put on her face, and still it took her nearly thirty minutes to get herself awake and dressed.
Travis had helped himself to a glass of whiskey, and was standing at the huge window overlooking the mountains, sipping his drink and admiring the view.
Jolene came into the living room silently and gave him a quick once-over. He certainly wasn't a hunk, to use the vernacular description for an attractive guy. He wasn't bad, he just wasn't outstanding. Well, what the hell, he was a blind date, and she would probably never see him again.
"Good evening," she said. "Isn't that some view?"
"Nothing like it in Texas, that's for sure," he said as he turned to face her and checked her out. "The view pales in comparison to you. You're lovely."
"Thank you," she replied, hiding her skepticism. He probably said that to every girl he dated. "Sorry I wasn't ready on time."
"No problem. Shall we go?"
He took her to a small, very exclusive restaurant, several minutes ride from her apartment, and she was impressed at once.
"Either you're a rich man, or you're trying like hell to impress me," she said teasingly.
"Maybe," he replied, "and maybe I'm making one grand gesture that will take every penny to my name. More likely, I just like to eat here. Whatever the reason, you're worth it."
"Oh, how do you know? You don't know the first thing about me. You've never seen me until tonight."
"Yes, I have. I saw you in the office yesterday." He didn't feel bad about shading the truth until he knew her better. If he told her that he knew she liked orgies, that he had seen her at several, she might get the wrong idea. "That's why I asked Chrissy to arrange a date with you."
She lifted one eyebrow a tad and smiled. "What if I had said no?"
"Then I would have kept trying," he replied calmly. "Maybe I know something about you, more than you know that I know, and think you're worth the effort."
"I think maybe you're full of bullshit," she said quietly, without animosity. He intrigued her, and she couldn't be aggravated with him, at least not until she knew him better, knew what game he was playing. "Did you hire a private detective? Do you go to so much trouble for every girl you meet?"
"I'm pretty good at telling a lot about people by watching them, and looking at their features. I have a theory that the shape of a person's face, their mannerisms, their speech patterns, all tell a lot about them, so I watch and listen and evaluate. You fall into the category of someone who's worth knowing."
"I don't like being stuck in a cubbyhole of someone else's design, Travis. It takes away my individuality."
"I haven't put you in a cubbyhole." He chuckled softly. "I couldn't if I wanted to, but you can fit into a certain category without losing your uniqueness. A lot of people I meet, that doesn't work. There are too many sheep running around out there, playing follow-the-leader. You aren't a sheep."
She gave him a nice smile that didn't give away anything. "Well, in that case, I won't be upset at being put in a category."
"You shouldn't be, your uniqueness is one of the things that attracted me to you."
She laughed, a soft alluring sound that made his cock tingle.
"I like the sound of your laughter," he continued. "I like a lot of things about you."
"Keep talking, Travis, you're making me feel very special."
"You are special. Stick with me, and I'll show you just how special I think you are."
She lifted one eyebrow and smiled inscrutably. "You're good for a girl's ego, Travis."
During dinner, she explored his theory, interested in learning all she could about how he made his evaluations. The only conclusion she reached was that he wasn't blowing smoke to get in her pants. Not that it mattered. He could get in her pants merely by asking. She seldom felt that a man was special, and couldn't explain why she felt he was. The thought simply came out of the recesses of her mind and made itself known, and, to her astonishment, she found herself wondering what it would be like to settle down to a more secure life-the typical white picket fence and rose garden ideal-with him.
If only it wasn't for her damn clit, maybe she could. It was far too big for any decent girl-almost like a cock stunted in growth-and kept her in a constant state of arousal. She found fulfillment only in orgies, and didn't see how she could ever give them up.
After dinner, he escorted her to the car and helped her in and buckled her seat belt without asking, then went around to his side and got in. He put the key in the ignition and started the engine and drove slowly out of the parking lot.
"Would you like to go dancing or stop for a nightcap?"
"I'm open to suggestions," she replied.
"What would you like to do?"
"The same thing you want to do," he replied.
Again, she lifted one eyebrow slightly and smiled inscrutably. "Oh, what do you think I want to do?"
He glanced at her and grinned. "Go home and make out," he replied.
"I expected you to be straightforward," she said with a soft chuckle. "What is it, the shape of my face, my speech patterns, my mannerisms?"
"An indefinable quality," he replied, "an aura."
Her clit vibrated, and she unconsciously smoothed her dress and touched her breasts. "You know the way," she said quietly.
"I know lots of ways," he quipped.
They drove to her apartment building in silence, and he helped her out of the car and she gave him the key to the security door. As a gentleman should, he let her go up the stairs ahead of him, and she accentuated the swing of her shapely ass for his viewing pleasure. She knew he could see nearly to her buttocks under her short dress, and her clit buzzed with anticipation. She hoped he had at least seven inches of cock. If he didn't, she hoped he really knew how to use what he did have. A live cock of any size was so much better than a vibrator or her fingers.
"Chrissy is out," she said as she closed the apartment door behind her.
"Shall I fix drinks, or do you want to show me the bedroom?"
"I don't really need another drink," she said, smiling unpretentiously for the first time that night. "I don't drink much." My clit keeps me so charged up, I don't need artificial stimulants! "Never felt the need for it."
"I thought so," he mused. "You get your high from just being alive, don't you? A natural high, you might say."
"Best kind. No pounding headache the next morning that way."
She held out her arms, and he took her hands in his and pulled her to him. Her arms went around his neck as she pushed her body up tight to his, and his arms went around her waist as she tilted her mouth up.
The tip of his tongue played lightly over her sumptuous lips, caressing them lovingly. She thought of how it would feel when he licked her lower lips, and shivered with fervor all the way down to her toes.
He covered lips with his and his tongue slinked slowly into her mouth. She held it tenderly between her lips as he tongue-fucked her mouth and her passions built rapidly. She felt the lump in his pants rub her lower belly, and her hips moved forward involuntarily, pressing her cunt mound against his cock.
He put his hands on her ass, one shapely cheek in each hand, and pulled her tighter. She moaned and sucked on his tongue and opened her legs slightly and got the head of his prick between her thighs and rode it slowly.
He put his hands on her shoulders and pushed her chest back and she took her mouth away from his and watched his nimble fingers unbutton her dress and expose her naked tits.
"I'm glad you don't wear a bra," he whispered as he cupped her tits and hefted them in his palms. "Very nice, I like big heavy tits."
"They're beginning to sag a little."
"Honey, anything as heavy as these things are bound to sag a little, but it doesn't detract from their beauty, it adds to your allure."
Her pale pink nipples were fully erect, standing up proudly from the pebbly areolae, and a flush covered her throat and chest. He rolled her nipples under his thumbs, and her sex flush deepened, her nipples getting so hard and tingly, they almost hurt. She pushed her dress over lush hips and kicked it aside, and his hand slipped between her thighs and settled on her alluring mound. She opened her legs, and his fingers went under her panties and touched her cunt.
"I'm so wet, I could drown a fish," she murmured as she wound her arms around his neck again.
Her moans of pleasure were music to his ears. Two of his fingers slipped into her hot hole, and she whined and jerked her hips. "Hot as a firecracker, too," he replied. He picked her up and headed down the hall.
"First door on the left," she whispered.
He put her on the bed on her back, stripped off her panties and threw them aside. "Open your legs," he said firmly, "and show me your nice pussy."
He stood at the foot of the bed and undressed as she slowly opened her legs and revealed her wet garden of paradise to his hot gaze. Enthralled by his autocratic bearing, she didn't notice the size of his cock.
"Wider," he said.
She spread her legs wider, and felt the lips of her pussy separate and juice gush full force from her hole.
"Spread the lips so I can see if the inside is juicy."
Even though she had been to numerous orgies, and had fucked more men than she could count, no one had ever made her display herself so lewdly. Her stalwart streak of exhibitionism surged to the fore, and she felt absolutely wanton and depraved as she used the tips of all ten fingers to slowly pull the lips of her long seam as far apart as they would go.
"It's as juicy as fresh-picked peach," she said softly.
He gazed into the sopping pink, hair-fringed flesh with wide eyes. The light hadn't been playing tricks on him at the orgy. She had the biggest clit he had ever seen. She had a hood, but it didn't amount to much, and her big joy buzzer stuck up like a fat nipple, easily as big as the nipples on her awesome tits. His tongue ached to taste the succulent treasures she was displaying and dance on her colossal clit. He licked his lips, his breathing shallow.
"Lady, that's one hell of a clit," he said softly.
"It's a fucking curse," she muttered.
"Play with it, do whatever you do when you get yourself off."
She wanted so badly to get herself off, to experience the glorious feeling of orgasm, for herself, for him, for the whole fucking world! His words seared her mind, made her respond without question, and the middle finger of her right hand found her clit, two fingers of her left hand burrowed into her hole, and both hands began working at the same time.
She wiggled around and leaned against the headboard and stared directly into his eyes as she opened her legs wider and tipped her pudendum higher, exposing herself to his full view.
He had expected her to protest at least a little before she gave in. When she didn't, he knew she was more wanton than he had thought. His cock responded robustly as he listened to the squishy sounds of her fingers as they busily worked in and out of her soupy hole.
Her eyes burned with lust as her fingers worked faster and faster. Her face flushed deeply, her tits heaved and shook, her hips undulated in rhythm with her finger-fucking and she rolled her enormous clit around almost brutally.
"When you make a girl display her cunt so shamelessly and finger-fuck herself, does your cock get hard?" She liked to use bold, bawdy words whenever she got the chance.
Her voice was husky with emotion, so sexy it made shivers run up and down his spine. "Yes," he said softly.
"Play with your cock while you watch me play in my cunt. I'll cum for you if that's what you want."
"That's what I want," he muttered, hefting his prick and stroking it slowly.
She smiled and moved the fingers on her clit just a little faster and pulled her fingers out of her cunt, then shoved them back in again, hard. She knew what it was going to feel like when he jammed his cock where her fingers were, and the thought made her even more excited.
"I'm going to cum now," she announced hoarsely. "It's here, Travis, my cum in here, I'm going to cum for you!" Her fun gun fired a shattering volley, and she screamed.
Travis watched as she mauled her clit and pumped her cunt. Her body shook, her eyes rolled back in her head, and she bounced spastically on the bed.
He got on the bed and knelt between her splayed thighs, his head only inches from her heated crotch. When her hands fell away from her cunt, he leaned forward and kissed it tenderly.
"Lovely pussy," he said softly. "I like your dense muff, and the way the thick inner lips protrude."
She tried to giggle and breathe deeply at the same time, and nearly choked on the saliva caught in her throat. "Don't tell me you just want to look at it," she whispered teasingly. "I hope you don't expect me to be satisfied with one orgasm, one that I had to give myself."
"Looking isn't the only thing I'm going to do, but I'm a connoisseur of cunts. When I see one I especially like, I take the time to admire it."
"Can't you at least lick me once or twice while you look?"
"Don't rush me, I know what I'm doing. You'll get all the pleasure you want."
CHAPTER THREE
Travis leaned down and licked the full length of Jolene's slit, starting at the bottom of her sopping hole, just in front of her asshole, and didn't stop until his tongue was in the bushy hair beyond the top of her cleft.
"Ummmmmm," she murmured, "that feels good."
"Of course it does," he said, "I'm a good cunt lapper. This will feel even better."
He spread her cunt lips with his fingers and made his tongue very broad and slowly, very slowly, scoured her gash for several minutes, taking care to avoid her erect love bud. Her hips undulated and wiggled from side to side as she responded to his oral loving and tried to get his tongue on her clit.
Juice flowed from her hole in a steady stream and ran down the crack of her ass and soaked the sheet. She held her large mounds of tit flesh with both hands and strummed her nipples with her thumbs, well on her way to another splendid orgasm.
Then he stopped licking and his mouth left her cunt.
"No," she wailed, "don't stop, lick my clit! I want to cum!"
Ignoring her frantic plea, he got on his knees and rubbed the head of his dick up and down her slit the way he had used his tongue. Again, when she was close to popping, he changed tactics and straddled her body and caressed her nipples with the head of his cock.
She looked up at him through lust-glazed eyes and muttered, "You're an aggravating son of a bitch."
She didn't mean it, but she had to say something. She was thoroughly enjoying the way he was making love to her. He certainly wasn't a wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am kind of guy out for his own pleasure. She loved it when a guy knew enough to do things for her pleasure only and make her beg for an orgasm, and her heart overflowed with gratitude. All too often, it was up to her to get off as soon as she could so she wouldn't be left hanging.
He chuckled mischievously. "How badly do you want to cum?"
"So badly that I'm about to go crazy," she panted. "Are you going to fuck me now?"
"Hmmmmmm," he responded, "it's a tempting idea, but you're not ready for my cock."
He wanted her ready to climb the walls before he got her off. Make total love to a girl, and you could talk her into most anything. He didn't have anything kinky in mind at the moment, but who could tell what lay in the future? He flopped on his stomach between her legs and glued his mouth to her cunt, tight and solid, and his tongue began an erotic snake dance on her oversize, tumescent joy buzzer.
The instant his mouth closed over her juicy gash, her breath escaped in a great whoosh, then she almost screamed with joy when his tongue began lashing her painful clit. Her hips jerked and her thighs quivered and her face contorted with lust and her tits bounced and jiggled as she bucked and lurched and threw her cunt at his mouth.
"Oh, fuck," she cried out, her hands banging against his head and grabbing his ears.
He chuckled and licked her clit, maintaining the same steady pace as she went wild, thrashing and bucking, loud, keening wails of pleasure gushing from her mouth as she hit the peak. She eased off for just a second, then started cumming again, deeper and harder.
His tongue flicked faster, and her body matched his pace, her orgasm building steadily, carrying her into the stratosphere. Her passions began to subside slowly, and he stayed at his post, licking diligently as she eased away from the sheer precipice of passion, then lay still and limp.
"Oh, fuck," she whispered. "I take it you like the way I lick pussy," he said.
"Oh, boy, do I ever!" she enthused. "I thought I was going to see Pluto close up, but I must have had my eyes closed."
"The astronomers will be sorry to hear that. I'm sure they were waiting with bated breath." He kissed her full on the mouth and ran his tongue deep into her mouth, making sure she got a good taste of her pussy.
He looked into her eyes and saw signs of pure pleasure floating in them. "Do you like the way my tongue tastes?"
Her voice was soft as a gentle breeze on a warm summer evening when she answered. It was also filled with admiration for this man, for what he had done to her.
"Yes, it's a very interesting taste," she said.
"Have you ever tasted another girl's pussy?"
"No, why do you ask?"
"Just getting information."
"That's all you're going to say, no explanation?"
"No explanation is needed," he said. He rolled onto his back and pulled her over him. "Your turn now, show me how you suck cock."
"Just for your information, I often lick a cock right after I've been fucked, so I know what my pussy tastes like." Her tits traced fiery paths along his body as she slid down, and his prick twitched when it passed between the massive mounds of magnificent mammary flesh. "Oh, my God," she whispered, looking at his cock for the first time, "that is one hell of a cock. It looks like one of those toy bats kids play with."
"It's a curse," he chuckled, mimicking what she had said about her clit. "Hard to get it sucked the way I like."
"Well, people are always telling me that my mouth is too big for my own good, so let's see what I can do with it."
She was in no mood for finesse, and suspected that he wasn't either. Acting out of passion and not anger, she wrapped her dainty fist around his thick shaft and jerked the foreskin back roughly, then her mouth slurped over the head of his prick and drew the stiff column of pulsing flesh into her mouth, her tongue darting around wildly as she swallowed him. The tip touched the back of her throat, and at least a fourth of his shaft was still outside her mouth.
Making no effort to guide her, he lay still with his hands resting lightly on each side of her head. "Not often a girl swallows that much of it," he said quietly.
She sucked ravenously a few moments, then lifted her head and stroked his cock gently as she looked at him. "Your cock feels like a rigid bar of hard flesh covered with slick velvet," she murmured. "Do you want me to suck you off?"
"I want you to do whatever you want. Do you like the taste of cum?"
Her grin was hot and lewd as she played with his stiff meat and got on her knees and straddled his hips. "Oh, yes, I love it," she enthused, "but I want to fuck you. Maybe I'll get around to sucking you off later." She hovered over the head of his dick, her wet slit scant inches from the tip. Her ass went lower, just enough for her hot cunt lips to touch the tip of his cock, and she stared at him with moonbeams in her sexy eyes as she slowly rubbed the tip of his pecker back and forth through her sloppy slot. "I love to fuck, Travis," she whispered passionately. "I love everything about sex."
"I know," he replied softly.
"Do you mean that I look like a cheap fuck?"
"No, you're a very classy lady. I just know when a girl likes to fuck."
She rubbed the head of his dick through her long, thick cunt lips, arousing herself, bringing herself right to the edge of ecstasy, then shifted her ass forward and the blunt head of his prick nosed between the drizzling lips of her slit. She held onto his shaft and slowly lowered her ass and watched his face intently as his cock slid easily, inch by hard inch, deep into her throbbing twat. The pleasure was so acute, she arched her back and suddenly let her ass drop, taking his prick in all the way up to his balls.
"I think I can cum right now," she whispered happily.
He put his hands on top of her shoulders and pulled her forward and her breathtaking tits swung out and dangled over his face. "Go for the gold, baby. I like to watch you cum."
The lips of her cunt rolled in and out around his big imposing shaft and her ass rose and fell in a steady, even rhythm as she fucked herself with his prick. He mashed her tits together and tongued and sucked her thick milk buds.
"I like it when you suck my nipples," she muttered.
The better his prick felt, the faster she fucked. Her knees slid a little farther apart, lowering her ass so she could jam her cunt down far enough for the head of his prick to continually hit bottom.
"God, your cock feels so marvelous," she breathed. "I love the way it stretches my little pussy."
"Terrific pussy," he said, "so tight and hot and wet."
He thrust his hips up in counterpoint to her movements, and she closed her eyes and moved in unison to his strokes, getting closer to another climax with each thrust. His cock was so hard and so strong inside her, filling her so full.
On the bottom of her stroke, she wrapped her spastic channel around his dick and rocked her hips and rubbed her clit against his pubic bone. She stared at him, her eyes wide and full of lust as she suddenly spasmed and jerked. Her pussy clutched at his prick as though trying to milk it as she bucked up and down. At the height of her orgasm, she jammed her cunt down hard and hunched rapidly, the muscles in her deep channel vibrating powerfully.
He grabbed the cheeks of her ass and twisted it in tight circles as he rammed his prick into her cunt with all his might, lifting her knees off the bed with each lunge.
She hung on and rode the rocket of passion to the end of its journey, then went limp and lay like a rag doll on top of him as he pumped her slick, wet snatch furiously, going faster and deeper with every stroke.
She put her hands on his chest and pushed herself up and looked into his face. "Cum in me," she said, her voice trembling from the force of his fucking.
"Not yet," he grunted, "you have to cum again."
"My God, Travis, I've already cum so hard! It's your turn now."
"I'm not going to cum until you get off again."
"I don't think I can! I'm already so weak, my legs are like rubber."
"Sure you can. Just concentrate on what's happening in your cunt, and you'll be cumming before you know it."
She had to admit that he was right. His big, thrusting prod was igniting her passion again, and she had to do something or burn up. "I'll try," she whispered hoarsely as she started to swing and hump her ass once more.
At first, her movements were feeble. It seemed to take all of her strength just to lift her ass. When she got it up far enough so his prick was about halfway out of her cunt, she let herself go and dropped back down, propelled by the force of gravity.
"You're expecting too much out of me," she choked. "I don't have the energy to fuck you."
"It's simply a case of mind over body, baby. I know that two orgasms aren't enough for you, and so do you. Come on, you can do it."
"Let me rest a minute."
"I don't want you to rest. I want you to fuck."
"No, I can't, not until I catch my breath! I can cum a lot, but not when I'm on top doing all the work."
"Then hang on and enjoy the ride, baby!" He clutched the cheeks of her ass and heaved his ass up and down, throwing a fuck into her that rattled her teeth. Her body jerked, her tits jiggled, and her knees left the bed with each thrust.
She threw her arms out to the side and let her chest fall onto his, mashing her tits into flat mounds, and lay on top of him, doing her best to keep her ass up and hold her pussy in position.
She did just fine until she climaxed again, then she went limp and her ass fell heavily. He kept right on driving dick into her, a fucking jackhammer banging away at a stubborn piece of concrete, forcing sounds of surrender from her mouth with each blow.
"Please, Travis," she wheezed, "please, let me rest, please!"
He stopped, his hard prick jammed into her as far as it would go, still as hard as a crowbar, his hands caressing the cheeks of her lush ass.
She kissed his cheeks, his eyes, and his neck, and then his mouth. "Oh, Travis, darling, you're such a terrific lover. I'll help you cum soon, dear, just let me rest a little."
"May I help?"
Travis lifted his head and looked at the girl standing in the door. "Well, hello," he said, "are you the cavalry?"
It took Jolene a little longer to twist her head around, and still longer to get her eyes focused. "Chrissy," she trilled, "am I glad to see you! This magnificent bastard won't cum, and I need to take a breather. Come on over here and see what you can do with him."
"Love to, if Travis doesn't object."
"I might be crazy, but I'm not stupid," Travis said.
"Honey, you can be as crazy as you want. I don't want your brain, I want what's between your legs."
"It's between my legs right now," Jolene giggled.
Chrissy quickly stripped and headed for the bed. "Thought I would have to do myself tonight. Got left high and dry, damn it! Can you believe it, that idiot I was out with got cold feet at the last minute? Said he couldn't do that to his wife. I told him that I expected him to do it to me, not his wife, and he didn't appreciate my humor worth a damn. He told me to put on my panties and go home, so here I am."
"I didn't see you take off any panties," Jolene said.
"I put them in his coat pocket when he wasn't looking."
Chrissy crawled onto the bed and leaned over Travis and he reached out to cup her heavy tit mounds, one in each hand, as she held his head between her hands and stabbed her tongue into his mouth.
Jolene climbed off Travis and stretched out on her side by him, with her head propped on her hand.
Chrissy broke the kiss and straddled his chest, her hairy twat just inches from his face, and used her fingers to spread her cunt lips apart, revealing the luscious, pink interior.
"Enough of that lip-locking nonsense. How does that look to you, darling?"
"Good enough to eat!"
"You catch on fast! It tastes even better than it looks."
"How do you know, you can't taste your own pussy unless you're a contortionist?"
"Oh, honey, I simply adore licking a cock fresh out of my pussy."
Jolene was rested enough to get back into action, but she waited until she knew which way Chrissy was going. She was horny, not proud, and would take Travis's cock or tongue, whichever Chrissy didn't want.
Travis grabbed Chrissy's hips, pulled her ass down and buried his mouth in her hairy crotch, wet lips to wet lips, so to speak, for the kind of lip-locking she wanted. He filled his mouth with hot twat and dipped his tongue into her hole and poked and probed, thrilling her with rapture. Then his tongue slithered up and landed on her clit, filling her with even greater rapture. She leaned over to give him a better angle, and he reached up and cupped a dangling tit and rolled her nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
"Oh, God," Chrissy moaned, "you're good, baby."
"He sure is," Jolene agreed. "I thought he was going to drive me crazy with his tongue."
Using the tip of his tongue as a pivot point, Chrissy wiggled and twisted her ass and rubbed her slit on his chin, and her entire being lit up with passion. Her active response delighted him. As soon as he got her off, he was going to impale her on his hard cock and fuck her brains out.
CHAPTER FOUR
Chrissy started vibrating all over and screaming out loud as her orgasm tore through her. Travis clung to her tit and licked her clit as fast as his tongue would go.
Even at orgies, Jolene had never touched another girl intimately. She had watched other girls make out with each other, but she had limited herself to guys. Now, she was drawn into the emotional melee by a feeling she couldn't describe. Seeing her girlfriend cum so hard made her do things she wouldn't ordinarily think of doing. She got up on her knees, put her left arm around Chrissy and cupped her other tit and kneaded it impulsively.
Chrissy came down and delicately smeared her fuck juice all over Travis's face, then slid backwards to get on his dick. He had other ideas. He flipped her over, dragged her onto her hands and knees and knelt behind her.
"All right," Chrissy breathed. "I love to fuck this way."
Jolene stayed on her knees, facing Travis, about to burn up with excitement as she watched him and rubbed her clit furiously. He winked at her and moved up behind Chrissy, his cock swaying like the trunk of a small tree in a strong wind. Jolene knee-walked forward so she could see Chrissy's pussy peeking out between her thighs, and grinned.
"Stick her, Travis," she said excitedly. "Fuck her the way you did me, make her teeth rattle."
Travis stuck the head of his cock in Chrissy's cunt and arched his hips forward, feeding her hungry hole a healthy portion of throbbing hot dick meat. She sighed and hunched her ass back as his cock parted the clinging lips of her cunt and bored into her depths.
"Lie down in front of her, Jolene," Travis said, "and let her do you at the same time."
"Oh, yes," Chrissy hissed excitedly, "let me suck your sweet pussy!"
Jolene was so hot, it didn't dawn on her to disagree. She would have been happy to get herself off while she watched them fuck, but this was infinitely more satisfying. Her pussy had never been eaten by another girl, but she wasn't in any state of mind to object now. If Chrissy wanted to suck her twat, she was more than willing to let her!
She rolled onto her back in front of Chrissy and scooted down until her pussy was directly under the blonde's mouth, then parted her well-turned thighs wide, opening her crotch completely.
Chrissy's pussy was like a steamy oven, and Travis let his cock soak in it as he watched Jolene. Nothing excited him quite as much as watching girls suck pussy, especially a girl on her maiden excursion into the joy of Sapphic delights. As soon as he blew his load in Chrissy, he was going to get Jolene's head between her thighs. And he was going to cum very soon, and very hard.
The hot, eager muscles of Chrissy's cunt tugged on the head of Travis's dick as she wiggled her ass up and down and twisted it from side to side, totally thrilled by his stout rod. And there was Jolene, lying there with her legs wide open, offering up her cunt like a tasty tidbit, a choice tidbit Chrissy had craved for the past two years. She would thank Travis later, both for his splendid cock and for the opportunity to get her tongue in Jolene's pussy.
Travis clung to Chrissy's lush hips and plowed her fertile furrow with long, slow strokes, her hot, tight twat staggering his mind. "You're a fantastic fuck," he said hoarsely. "Your cunt's as tight as a glove."
Chrissy slid her hands under Jolene's ass and traced the outline of her cunt lips with the tip of her tongue, and chuckled when the redhead shuddered, then dipped her tongue into Jolene's succulent seam and lapped up her savory juice. "Your pussy tastes so fucking good," she said softly, "just like I knew it would."
Travis had just complimented Chrissy on the way her cunt felt, but now he realized that Jolene's was just a little bit tighter, just a little bit hotter. He would tell Jolene that later. Always compliment the one you're fucking was one of his mottos. He pumped her cunt, stroking the length of his prick in and out steadily.
Chrissy plunged her tongue deep into Jolene's burning cunt, her heart pounding fiercely as the wet essence coated her lips and tongue. The similarity between Travis's cock in her pussy and her tongue in Jolene's pussy thrilled her. It was as if his cock was reaching all the way through her to delve deeply into Jolene's hole. She pulled her tongue out of Jolene's hole, held the redhead's colossal clit between her soft lips and lashed it furiously with her tongue.
Her orgasm very close, Jolene churned beneath Chrissy's lashing tongue, gasping and contracting her cunt with ecstasy as the blonde held tightly to her writhing ass and battered her clit. "Let's all cum together," she exclaimed, carried away by the salacious act. "Let's make the whole fucking world cum!"
Travis picked up the pace, fucking deep, slamming his prick to the hilt in Chrissy's cunt with each deep lunge, and the volley of rapid thrusts drove her wild. Her head swirling in a sea of passion, induced by Travis's flurry of glorious fucking stabs and Jolene's delicious fuck juice in her mouth, she grunted into the redhead's cunt and bucked her ass back at Travis.
Jolene was the first to climax. She grabbed Chrissy's head and held the blonde's mouth tight to her cunt as her body went berserk and her lusty bellows of rapture bounced off the walls.
Travis's strokes became shorter and faster, then he slammed into Chrissy's cunt fiercely and held his prick all the way up her love tunnel as thick jets of jism shot into her depths. He held onto her hips and bucked furiously against her taut ass, trying to get all the way inside her.
Chrissy joined the cum party. Her orgasm hit her like a thunderbolt, and she soared into oblivion, spiraling up into the vortex of her climax.
Travis let his cock empty, then dismounted from Chrissy's ass, and she stretched languorously and licked her lips with gusto, then lay between Jolene's legs with her head on Jolene's thigh. "The day you moved in, I saw your big clit, and I've been trying to figure out a way to get my tongue on it ever since," she said.
"Travis did all the work for you," Jolene laughed. "Maybe you ought to give him one of your superb blow jobs in repayment."
"I would rather see the two of you do each other," Travis said.
Chrissy grinned at him. "You would, huh? Well, I'm willing, but Jolene's never sucked a pussy, so she might not be."
Travis looked at Jolene and arched one eyebrow. "You're willing, aren't you?"
"Right now, I'm too worn out to consider doing anything but lying here and resting."
"You aren't lying, you're sitting. Chrissy ate your pussy so well, don't you think you ought to return the favor?"
"She sucked me off because she wanted to, not because she expected me to suck her. Isn't it enough that you got to watch her eat me while you fucked her?"
"No, you said you've never sucked a pussy, and I want to watch you do it the first time. We might never see each other again after tonight, so you have to do it now if I'm going to watch you."
"Are you in the habit of fucking a girl and then just disappearing?"
Jolene was fighting for time. She wasn't sure how she felt about putting her tongue in a twat. She was curious, she just wasn't sure she was curious enough to do it.
"Not if I can help it," Travis replied, "but I don't have any control over where you go and what you do, you know. I want very much to see you eat Chrissy's pussy, so that whatever happens between us, I'll have seen that."
Chrissy sat up and lifted Travis's limp cock in the palm of her hand. "Here," she said, "taste this. It has my juice on it, along with his cum, and you'll love the taste."
Jolene looked at the erotic mixture on Travis's dick and her heart skipped a beat when she realized that she wanted his prick in her mouth right now, more than she had ever wanted to suck a cock, and Chrissy's sensual love oils would make the act immensely more arousing. Going from sucking his sticky prick to licking Chrissy's pussy would be an easy step, which is exactly what Chrissy was counting on.
"I've sucked a guy's cock with my juice on it," Jolene said softly.
"But you haven't sucked one with my juice on it," Chrissy said.
Jolene quickly seized Travis's tool and stuck it in her mouth before she chickened out. The taste of Chrissy's cunt was strongly erotic, inflaming her mouth and mind with lustful desire, and she played his skin flute avidly, as if she couldn't get enough of it.
Chrissy leaned over and licked one of Jolene's nipples and Jolene arched her chest and pushed her tit at Chrissy's mouth. Chrissy sucked on the stiff bud, put her hand between Jolene's thighs and fondled the lips of her pussy.
The way Chrissy was manipulating the lips of her pussy with her fingertips thrilled Jolene. She released Travis's prick, took Chrissy's face in her hands, and kissed her passionately and fucked her mouth with her tongue. Chrissy probed Jolene's honey hole with her middle finger, and Jolene squirmed her ass and panted through her nose as her passions began to soar again.
"Rub her G spot," Travis said "and make her cum again before she eats you."
Chrissy broke the feverish kiss and mumbled, "We're going to do a 69. That's what you want, isn't it?"
"Great, but I want you to make her cum by rubbing her G spot."
"You know a lot about girls, don't you?"
"Sweetheart, I know damn little about girls, but I know a lot about pussies," Travis laughed.
Chrissy pushed Jolene onto her back and knelt between her legs, added another finger to her tight channel and curled the tips up and immediately found her G spot.
Jolene bucked and heaved and threw her legs far apart and sucked her breath in sharply. "Oh, fuck, that feels fabulous," she whispered.
Travis kissed Jolene's mouth and licked her nipples, then said, "Are you going to cum?"
"Oh, fuck, yes" Jolene breathed, "not even a shot to the head would stop me!"
Jolene pushed herself up on her elbows and watched Chrissy's hand a moment, then threw her head back and her screams of orgasmic joy split the air. She flopped back and closed her eyes and writhed and bucked, lost in the pleasure washing over her.
Keeping her fingers working, Chrissy straddled Jolene's body in reverse, then removed her fingers and spread the lips of Jolene's pussy.
Jolene opened her eyes and found herself staring into Chrissy's blonde-haired crotch. Mesmerized by the sight, she sighed deeply and licked her lips, then stuck her tongue way out, wiggled the tip in the air.
Travis pushed Chrissy's ass down and stared between her buttocks, his eyes wide with interest, as Jolene put her tongue in the blonde's box. Chrissy put her head between Jolene's lovely thighs and once again tasted the delicious byproduct of the redhead's orgasm.
Until she stabbed her tongue into Chrissy's sticky honey pot, Jolene had forgotten that Travis had loaded her cunt a few minutes earlier. Oh, well, there was little difference between sucking male seed directly from a cock and getting it secondhand from a cunt. She glued her mouth over the blonde's gaping gash and caressed her ass lovingly as she set about sucking out every speck of Travis's cum.
Jolene wasn't surprised to discover that she liked to suck pussy. It was different, terribly exciting in a kinky sort of way, to be locked in a lascivious embrace with another girl, giving her sexual pleasure with her mouth and tongue. Chrissy's body was so much softer than a guy's, and Jolene liked the smoothness of her skin, the way her tits felt against the blonde's belly and the way Chrissy's tits felt against her own belly. She especially liked the way Chrissy's tongue felt in her pussy. The way she ate pussy was a lot different than the way a guy ate pussy. Not better, necessarily, but very pleasing nonetheless. She hoped she was satisfying Chrissy with her tongue. She was certainly trying hard.
Being the more experienced one, Chrissy held her orgasm off until she felt Jolene start, then they came together, licking clit and sucking holes noisily, each savoring the offering from the other's pussy.
Travis watched the sexy Sapphic scene, slowly stroking his cock with his right hand and caressing the tight bodies of the licentious girls with his left hand.
Jolene didn't know, but he had plans for her future, plans that included him and fewer of her wild orgies. If she wasn't careful, she was going to burn herself out before she was thirty, and he couldn't bear the thought of such a superb piece of ass going to waste.
He pulled Chrissy off Jolene and stuck his cock in Jolene's slick hole. "Sit on her face, Chrissy," he said, "facing me, so I can see her tongue in your pussy."
CHAPTER FIVE
Jolene's date with Travis started Friday night and continued until late Saturday afternoon.
Early Saturday morning, Chrissy left for a date with a guy she'd been chasing for weeks, leaving Jolene alone with Travis. He took her to breakfast, they toured the museum and botanical gardens and had lunch, then went back to her place and spent the afternoon tearing up the sheets.
Normally, she couldn't care less if a guy left, but something with Travis was different.
"If you want to stay all night, I'll cook dinner," she offered.
"I would love to, but I can't," he replied. "Got to catch a flight to the left coast later tonight. I'll call you when I get back."
"Yeah, I've heard that before."
"I don't make promises I don't intend to keep," he said. "I'll give you my private phone number just to prove that I'm serious about wanting to see you again. If I'm away, I'll put it on call forwarding, and you can get me on my cell phone, no matter where I am."
Jolene couldn't say that she was sorry he left when he did. If he had stayed longer, she probably would have done something foolish. Besides, she needed to rest, and if he had stayed, she wouldn't have been able to leave his cock and tongue alone.
Early Sunday morning, she drove into the foothills in response to an invitation she received from a couple she met at one of the many orgies she attended.
Paula met Jolene at the door with a kiss on each cheek and a light kiss on the lips.
"The drive up here is out of sight," Jolene said, "and this place is beautiful, so peaceful."
"We enjoy it," Paula said. "Do you like to swim? We had a pool put in last week."
"I didn't bring a bathing suit," Jolene said.
"Honey, don't forget why you're here," Paula laughed. "Besides, Chuck and I have a hard and fast rule, no bathing suits in our pool. The others will be along soon. Come on, Chuck is out back, and he's dying to see you again."
"All of me, I hope," Jolene quipped.
"Every gorgeous inch of you, honey," Paula replied.
Chuck hugged Jolene and gave her a wet smooch on the lips. She reacted instinctively and opened her mouth to admit his tongue, and felt the impact of the kiss all the way down to her toes.
"Wow," she murmured. "Hello, Chuck."
"Welcome to our humble abode," he said.
"If this is humble, I would like to see how the rich folks live," Jolene said.
"We do the best we can with what we have," Paula said. "Would you like to take a stroll in the woods, or take a tour of the house?"
"Whatever," Jolene replied. "I'm open to suggestions."
Chuck leered at Jolene and waggled his eyebrows in a poor imitation of a lecher, devouring her lush body with his eyes. "I would like to see how well you swim," he said.
She smiled hotly at him and her pink tongue caressed her full, sensuous mouth. "You just want me to undress," she laughed.
"We both do," Paula said.
Paula kicked off her shoes and shucked the shift she was wearing and cupped her tits and rubbed her nipples with her thumbs. Chuck pushed his canvas shoes off with his toes as he pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it aside, then took off his shorts.
"Now you," Paula said.
Jolene eyed the oversize hunk of meat hanging between Chuck's legs and quaked with longing. "If I undress, will you fuck me with that thing until my eyeballs rattle, or do I have to wait until the others get here?"
"Your choice," Paula said. "He recovers quickly."
Dominated by passion, Jolene stripped of her clothes in near record time, then gripped Chuck's cock with her right hand and threw her left arm around his neck. She rubbed her hot, lush body against his and covered his mouth and face with hot, wet kisses.
He cupped the firm cheeks of her ass and kneaded them and muttered, "God, you're hot!"
She shook all over. Her long, shapely legs trembled with desire, fiery passion ate at her insides, and she could actually feel the walls of her cunt quivering. She stepped back and jutted her tits out, exhibiting them for him, her nipples tingling under his steady gaze. She cupped her tits and scratched the nipples lightly with her sharp nails, and the buds swelled more, grew longer and thicker.
"Turn around," Paula said, "show us your ass."
Her insides a jumbled mass of quivering nerves, Jolene turned slowly and paused to give them a view of her profile, her long, shapely legs, her flat tummy, her gorgeous tits rising and falling with excitement, her long, elegant neck, her classically sculptured profile with long red tresses that cascaded to her waist, enhancing her ravishing beauty. Acres of red hair decorated her pussy in an exotic vee, the long, soft curls running riot over her lower belly and down the insides of her thighs. She turned further and stopped with her back to them and bent way over to emphasize her shapely ass and spread her legs so they could see her snatch from the back, and her prominent mound protruded under the cheeks of her ass.
"Look at her cunt, darling," Paula said. "It's perfectly positioned to be fucked from front or rear, or from any angle. Did you have her at the last orgy?"
"No, somehow I missed her," Chuck replied.
Jolene straightened up and glanced over her shoulder and grinned lewdly. "Well, you're going to get me now." She walked to a nearby lounge and lay on her back and spread her legs. "Come here and give me that big cock, baby. Fuck me slow and easy, the way you do Paula when you're feeling especially loving."
Chuck knelt on the lounge between Jolene's legs. She put her hand on his belly to hold him off and looked at Paula. "Put your husband's cock in me, darling," she said softly.
"You're my kind of girl," Paula laughed.
Jolene caressed Paula's leg as she gripped Chuck's rigid rod and rubbed the head up and down her slit, then over her gigantic clit, and Jolene jerked and shivered.
"I don't know how you live with that huge thing," Paula said. "It would drive me crazy."
"The boys in the white coats are coming for me next week," Jolene giggled, "and I'm going to have all the fun I can before they take me away."
Chuck's hot gaze poured over Jolene's exquisite face, her hot brown eyes, her full, sensuous mouth and her elegant nose as his wife rubbed the horny redhead's clit with the tip of his cock, then dragged it through her bloated, gaping lips and stuck it in her drooling quim.
"Mmmmmm," Jolene purred, "I'm ready, baby, wet and hot for your big cock!"
Paula dragged another lounge next to Jolene's and sat down with her legs spread, put her hand between her legs and let her middle finger drift idly up and her hairy gash. "Take good care of her, darling," she said. "Give her a fucking that will make me proud of you."
Chuck levered his hips forward and buried his dick to the root and groaned deep in his expanded chest. Jolene's narrow love tunnel felt like a steam bath, and the pulsating walls sent hot licking flames the entire length of his prick and ignited the smoldering coals in his balls.
Jolene propped herself up on her elbows and looked down at her crotch. "Oh, baby, your big cock feels so fucking good!" She threw her head back and squirmed her hips and tugged on the head of his cock with her hot cunt muscles, totally thrilled. "Did you feel that?"
The pressure of her hot channel and twitching muscles staggered his mind. "God, did I ever! Your cunt feels fantastic!"
"So does your cock, baby! Fuck me good!"
Hot, syrupy pussy juice inundated his shaft as Chuck plunged his cock deep, and Jolene's cunt muscles vibrated as he backed out and held the crown just inside her frothy nether mouth.
"Put it back," she whimpered, loving every agonizing second of his sexy tease. She scratched him lightly with her nails, gliding them gently down his powerful arms, rocking her hips and rolling her ass back and forth. "Put it back, slowly!"
Her provocative, sultry voice cut right through him. He slowly fucked about half of his prick back into her wiggling body. The pulsing in her pussy was extraordinary. The deeper he fucked, the more pressure she applied to his thick shaft.
The urgency in her body grew more intense as each additional inch of his prick penetrated her cunt. "Oh, baby, your big cock feels so fucking wonderful!" She planted her feet firmly on the lounge, bent her knees slightly, and levered her ass up quickly, banging her mound into him, then wiggled her hips and dropped back down. Enchanted by his cock, she threw her ass up again, held his rod tight inside her sheath and rotated her hips in midair.
Chuck's prick thumped with throbbing agitation. "God, that's fabulous!"
"You two are putting on quite a show," Paula said.
"I'm having a ball!" Jolene giggled.
"Try two!" Chuck laughed.
Chuck stared at Jolene's passion-filled face as he fucked her slowly, pulling back until his cock nearly fell out of her cunt, then pushing back in slowly. The greased walls of her cunt clutched at his prick and her sap soaked his shaft and her supple, sensuous cunt muscles milked him.
Jolene rolled her head to the side and looked at Paula. "Ooohhhh, darling, I'm so full of your husband's cock!" She rocked her hips and sighed deeply. "I love the way it stretches my cunt, and I can feel it throbbing so deep in me!" She looked back up at Chuck and ground her mound into his hard groin and felt herself being swept toward orgasm again. "Fuck me faster, baby, I'm ready to cum."
A lascivious grin passed over his face as he pulled his cock out of her cunt, and again had to fight her dynamic muscles. A searing flash brightened his eyes as he fucked deep, driving his cock to the hilt with a vicious lunge, swiftly pulled way out and fucked back in again.
The fast volley of fucking stabs drove Jolene wild, and she grunted maniacally with each jab. "My, God, baby," she gasped, "you're driving me crazy!"
"You like it, huh? Well, here comes the coup de grace, baby!" He sucked in his breath, preparing to send her on another whip-like ride into ecstasy and squirmed closer to her cunt so he could fuck her as deeply as possible. "Relax and enjoy the ride, baby."
"Relax, my sweet ass," she cried, her pussy fluttering with anticipation. She held onto his strong arms and waited for the fantastic trip into orbit. "Do it, baby, fuck me until my teeth rattle!"
He did, with hard, fast, furious fucking thrusts, arid more juice gushed from her pulsing cunt. She rolled her head to the side and stared at Paula.
"I'm cumming, Paula, I'm cumming on your husband's big cock! I'm going over the edge, Paula! Watch me cum!" Her orgasm ripped through her like a tornado, and she swirled into space.
Chuck leered at her luscious tits, watching them sway in rhythm with her gyrations, then forced her humping body back down, slammed into her and pinned her frantic ass to the lounge. His ability to control his own passion eroded rapidly, and his long, powerful strokes became shorter, delivered with more strength.
Jolene took his furious fucking and whacked back at him with her cunt, grinding her clit into his groin when they fused together, then a river of hot cum spurted from his cock, triggering another orgasm that washed over her.
Chuck fucked her feverishly, slamming, jabbing, screwing her ass into the lounge, and she couldn't stop cumming. His arms finally gave way and he fell, crushing her lush body beneath him, still ramming into her with the strength he had left.
Jolene felt weightless as she hugged him tightly. She shuddered, then slumped under him, trembling turbulently from the mind-blowing climax.
"Jesus fucking Christ," she muttered, "I thought I was going to lose my fucking mind!" She kissed Chuck lovingly on the lips. "Thank you, that was a magnificent fuck."
"Thank you for the splendid ride, baby," he said. "You're a marvelous piece of ass."
"I keep trying," Jolene replied with a giggle. She looked at Paula, and her face sobered. "Are you okay? What can we do for you?"
Paula leaned over and kissed Jolene tenderly. "I'm just fine, darling," she said. "I got myself off at least a half-dozen times. I really enjoyed watching you two fuck."
CHAPTER SIX
Just as Chuck withdrew and stood, a naked young blond couple strolled out of the house, hand-in-hand.
The girl looked at Chuck's sticky cock and grinned broadly as she dropped to her knees in front of him. "You sure know how to make your cock tasty, Chuck."
Jolene sat up and watched the girl lick Chuck's cock clean. "Looks like things just got a little more interesting," she said.
"We invited them just for you," Paula said. "That's Nancy licking my husband's cock, and this is her husband, Robby."
"You two look enough alike to be twins," Jolene said.
Nancy stood and licked her lips. "We hear that a lot," she laughed. She licked her lips again. "You taste good, by the way."
Paula got up and greeted Nancy with a kiss and a hug. Jolene got to her feet and Robby said hello to Jolene with a deep kiss, which she returned eagerly. Then Nancy took Jolene in her arms and gave her a warm, loving kiss full on the mouth. The impact of their bare tits meeting flashed through Jolene, and she not only returned the kiss, but ran her tongue into Nancy's mouth. Nancy murmured happily deep in her throat as she rose to the occasion and took all the kiss Jolene wanted to give her. Paula put her arms around both girls and they took turns kissing each other.
"Look at them, Robby," Chuck said. "Have you ever seen three more luscious examples of female pulchritude?"
"Never," Robby said, "they're three equally precious jewels, each with her own beautiful attributes, and none with any blemishes. A true sexual smorgasbord."
"Oh, Robby, such flattery will get you everything you want," Jolene said with a throaty, sexy laugh.
"That's why I'm here," Robby laughed.
Jolene kissed the tip of Nancy's nose. "You're so beautiful," she said. "You and Robby look like the perfect pair. I hope he keeps you well satisfied. If he doesn't, there's no justice in the world."
"Chuck is the only man who fucks me as well," Nancy said.
"Don't forget me," Paula laughed.
"But your cocks are artificial, darling! I wasn't talking about licking pussy. Nobody licks my pussy the way you do."
"Well, I like that," Robby said, pretending to be huffy. "You never told me that you don't like the way I lick your pussy."
"I love the way you lick me, darling," Nancy said sweetly, "but no man can hold a candle to a girl when it comes to giving a pussy a good tongue bath."
Paula caught Jolene's eye and winked. "You wanted to be the entree at a sexual smorgasbord, darling. I think your wish is going to come true."
"Yes, it sounds that way," Jolene agreed. "I just love the word cum. Chuck made me all sticky, so if you'll excuse me, I'll go take a shower."
"It isn't a real party until everybody gets sticky," Paula said.
Nancy took Jolene's hand and said, "There's a shower right over there by the pool. Come on, and I'll wash your back."
Paula joined them, and she and Nancy put Jolene between them and washed her adorable body, Nancy behind her and Paula in front of her, covering her with suds from her chin to her feet.
"Mmmmmm, this is the way to take a bath," Jolene said. "Your hands feel good." She looked at Chuck and Robby and grinned. "You two are enjoying this as much as I am, aren't you?"
"Never pass up a free show," Chuck said.
Nancy chuckled mischievously and eased a soapy finger into Jolene's asshole, and Paula rubbed her nipples against Jolene's and stuck a finger in her pussy.
The dual fingering thrilled Jolene. "Oh, wow," she whispered, "that really feels good!"
"See?" Robby said. "The show gets better."
Jolene wiggled on the two fingers and sighed. "Give me more, I'm going to cum!"
Paula removed her finger and stuck it in her mouth, and Nancy removed her finger and kissed Jolene on the back of the neck.
"We're just lighting your fuse, darling," Paula said. "Let your passion and anticipation build."
Nancy kissed Jolene on the mouth and asked, "Ever had it up the ass?"
"Yes," Jolene replied softly.
"Good," Paula said, "because I have a little surprise for you later."
"I don't want to wait," Jolene said, faking a pout.
"You've got a hair trigger," Nancy laughed.
"Just wait until you see her trigger," Paula said, "and you'll understand."
The girls doubled up and bathed one another, two on one. Chuck and Robby ogled their enchanting bodies and lascivious play a few minutes, then joined them.
Jolene turned to Robby and hefted his prick in her palm and looked at it. He wasn't nearly as well-hung as Chuck or Travis, but then few men were. His long, slender prong reminded her of the giant pencils she had as a kid-the kind that held other pencils. She wrapped her fingers around it and pulled it gently. "I love cock," she whispered. "Are you going to fuck me?"
"If I don't, the whole weekend is a waste," Robby chuckled. "You really turn me on."
"Waste not, want not," she giggled.
She played with his cock with her left hand and soaped his body with her right hand. The soap made his shaft slick and she enjoyed the way it felt sliding through her fist. His prick resembled a long sausage as it rose to full erection, and she jerked it gently as they waited for Paula and Nancy to rinse Chuck and they could get under the water.
Jolene pulled Robby under the water by the prick and continued to whack his dick as she rinsed him, and felt him quiver with the telltale sign of imminent ejaculation. She looked at him with soft eyes and said, "Do you want to cum, honey?"
"I don't think I can stop it," Robby breathed.
Nancy quickly knelt in front of her husband and looked up at Jolene. "Keep jacking him, darling," she said, "I want his cum in my mouth."
Nancy's tongue slithered out and flicked over the head of her husband's dick. She reached up between his legs with her left hand and rolled his nuts as her tongue curled around the crown of his cock.
Robby shivered and moaned softly and spread his legs slightly and looked down at his foxy wife licking his dick. Nancy cut her eyes up at him and smiled, her tongue skated up the underside of his prick, over Jolene's hand, to the tip, and she sighed, opened her mouth, and let his bloated knob slip in.
Robby tensed as his wife's sexy, watery mouth covered his cock. Her mouth and Jolene's jerking hand combined to make fiery waves of sensation wash over him, and his muscles knotted as Nancy's tongue went to work on the head of his cock. She held his nuts in her left hand, put her right hand between his legs and caressed his ass as she swallowed more of his slender spear.
Watching Nancy give her husband head while she jacked him entranced Jolene. "How provocative," she murmured. The sight made her think of a cock fucking a hairless cunt.
Robby put a hand on his wife's head and swung his hips back and forth as the end of his long tool slid into her throat. Jolene jerked him faster, and his breathing became heavy and his movements jerky. Jolene increased her speed until she was jacking him as fast as she could, and she felt his prick swell and pump semen into his wife's suctioning mouth.
Jolene yanked Robby's dick out of Nancy's mouth, let a shot of cum splatter on her lips, then stuck the throbbing shaft back in her mouth, and Nancy gulped her husband's cum noisily and gradually swallowed his cock. Her lips reached the edge of Jolene's hand, Jolene had to stop beating Robby's dick. She tightened her grip on his shaft so she could feel it throb and pump jism into Nancy's mouth.
Nancy pulled her mouth away, and Jolene lifted Robby's limp dick and eyed it critically.
"You did a pretty good job of draining him," she said. "His cock looks perfectly clean."
"If I'm anything, I'm a good cocksucker," Nancy said with a sexy laugh. "Just call me a mouthy little broad."
"Give me a taste of your husband's cum," Jolene said.
Nancy kissed Jolene and slid her sperm coated tongue into the blonde's mouth, then she put her arm around Jolene and they walked over to Paula and Chuck.
"Don't they make a sexy couple, darling?" Paula said.
"Very," Chuck agreed. "I would like to watch them fuck each other."
"After lunch, darling," Paula said. She eyed her husband's cock and grinned. "Be sure and put on your apron so you don't burn the wrong thing."
Nancy lifted Chuck's cock and tugged it gently. "Yeah, don't burn the wrong sausage. This one is much better raw."
"You've got nice buns to put it in," Chuck said.
"Don't you two get carried away," Paula said. "We'll play sandwich after lunch."
Jolene asked, "How do you play sandwich?"
"The women spread and the men jam," Paula laughed.
"I like the sound of that," Jolene exclaimed.
Robby got drinks for everybody, and they sat around chatting while the burgers and brats cooked.
"Jolene," Nancy said, "do you eat pussy?"
"Since last Friday, I do," Jolene laughed. "You know, it's odd, in a way, I've been to dozens of orgies, and I've done loads of threesomes with another girl, and I had never gone down on a girl until Friday night."
"Tell us about Friday night," Paula said. "We like to hear sexy stories."
"Chrissy, my roommate, set me up with a blind date, which normally I hate, but I couldn't say no to her. Anyway, it turned out a lot better than I expected. I liked Travis the moment I saw him, which is unusual for me, and I knew right then and there that I was going to fuck him. We had a nice dinner, then went back to my place and went to bed almost immediately. We were going at it hot and heavy, and I couldn't make him cum, which is also unusual for me, when Chrissy came home early from her date, so I invited her to join us.
"Travis ate her out, and when he got ready to fuck her, he told me to lie in front of her so she could lick my pussy. She'd been making passes at me for a couple of years, but I knew if I let her lick me, I would have to lick her, and I didn't think I could do that. Anyway, I had been playing with my clit, and I was so hot, and I thought that was a fine idea. I don't know what it was, Travis's strong personality, I guess, so when he suggested that Chrissy and I do a 69, I thought that was just fine, too."
Nancy said, "Did you like it?"
"I loved it," Jolene replied.
"Grub's on," Chuck said.
They sat around the picnic table and Jolene looked around and grinned.
"Sitting here bare-assed with four other people who are bare-assed is a hell of a way to eat burgers and brats," she said. "Makes my pussy wet. I think I could get addicted to it very easily."
"Tell us more about this Travis," Paula said. "Do you like him?"
"Yeah," Jolene replied, "but I have mixed emotions about him. He really shook me up inside."
"Why," Nancy said, "does he have a big cock?"
"Huge," Jolene said, "as big as Chuck, and he rocked the cradle with every plunge, but that isn't what I mean. He made me feel funny inside, and I'm not sure that I like that."
Nobody said anything. They all knew Travis, but now wasn't the time to say so, not until Jolene came to terms with her feelings.
"Well," Nancy said brightly, breaking the silence and simultaneously changing the subject, "I'm enjoying myself."
"So am I," Jolene said.
Paula asked, "Want to enjoy yourself a little more?"
"Always," Jolene laughed, "especially if it involves sex."
Paula said, "Gentlemen, if you'll help Nancy clear the table, we'll show Jolene what it means to be the main course at a sexual feast. I'll be right back, I have to get some things from the house."
In a few minutes, Paula came back with a tray of goodies and a blanket under her arm.
"My, my, that looks interesting," Nancy said.
Jolene surveyed the tray and chuckled. "Whipped cream, maraschino cherries, chopped nuts, toasted shredded coconut and a squeeze bottle of honey." She picked up the long, double-headed dildo. "Chuck, did you model for this? It looks just like your cock."
"It's a little longer than mine," Chuck said, "but thanks for the compliment."
Jolene put the dildo down and picked up a long, slender vibrator. "This looks like Robby's cock."
"Robby, spread the blanket on the table," Paula said. "We're going to have a luscious banana split for dessert. Jolene, you've got such a sweet split, why don't you be the banana? Just climb up there and stretch out on your back."
"You don't put honey on a banana split," Jolene said as she lay down on the table.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"You do on my banana splits," Paula said. "You'll see why soon enough." She picked up a can of whipped cream and coated the front of Jolene's body. "Spread your legs, darling." She covered Jolene's pussy with a thick layer of cream, put a cherry on each of Jolene's nipples, one in her bellybutton and a couple in her slit, then sprinkled on coconut and chopped nuts. "Everybody dig in. We'll use our tongues and fingers instead of spoons."
"Boy, that looks delicious," Robby said.
"I get to start with her pussy," Nancy said.
"God, I feel like a banana split," Jolene giggled. She sighed when Nancy dug into her pussy and munched the cherries and licked up the cream. "I really do feel like the main course of a sexual feast."
Robby plucked the cherry off one of Jolene's nipples with his lips, then licked the whipped cream from her tit. Paula went to work on her other tit, and Chuck took the cherry out of her bellybutton with his mouth, then licked the whipped cream from her belly.
"Oh, wow," Jolene breathed, shivering with delight and hunching her cunt into Nancy's mouth, "I'm going to cum!"
Jolene had one shuddering orgasm after the other as the erotic foursome continued to coat her with whipped cream and change places.
They ran out of toppings for their lascivious banana split and Paula picked up the bottle of honey. "Turn over, darling. Nancy, you hold the cheeks of her ass open." She squirted honey in the crack of Jolene's ass and licked it up.
"God, that feels wonderful," Jolene whispered.
Everyone took a turn at licking honey from the crack of Jolene's ass, then Paula coated her asshole with honey, picked up the vibrator and turned it on, and gently inserted it into Jolene's back door.
"Oh, wow," Jolene whispered again. She couldn't think of anything else to say. Her mind was too foggy with emotion.
"Feels good, doesn't it?" Nancy said.
"God, I'll say," Jolene agreed.
"If I know these guys," Paula said, "you'll have more than a vibrator up your ass in a few minutes."
"Play with my clit," Jolene muttered, "and I'll cum."
"No," Paula said, "this is just to get you turned on."
"You're mean," Jolene pouted. "I'm right on the edge."
"Stay that way, darling," Paula said. She withdrew the vibrator and kissed Jolene's ass. "Chuck wants to watch you and Nancy fuck each other."
Chuck picked Jolene up and carried her to a large mat, and Nancy grabbed the dildo and followed. Jolene rolled onto her back and spread her legs.
"You assume the position very easily," Nancy chuckled.
"It's in my genes," Jolene said.
"It's in your humongous clit," Paula laughed.
Nancy smiled brightly as she coated the dildo with honey. "Lean back and spread wide to receive your first taste of the Monster. Just relax and let me do the work at first."
"When Chuck fucked me, he kept telling me to relax. How the hell can I relax when I'm so fucking horny?"
The others gathered around and watched as Jolene propped herself up on her elbows and tilted her fur-covered box up.
"I like to watch something being stuck up my pussy," Jolene said, "even if it's only a rubber dickie." She wiggled her ass and flexed her cunt muscles. "It feels just like your cock, Chuck, wonderful!"
Nancy gave Jolene half of the artificial cock, then spread the lips of her own snatch with the other end of the dildo and slowly absorbed the remainder. Jolene spread her legs wider and felt the fake pecker moving in her gash, and then felt Nancy's pussy lips tight against hers. Nancy wiggled a couple of time, settled into Jolene's hairy crotch and mashed their clits together.
"Mmmmmm, your cunt against mine feels so nice," Jolene whispered. "Get it, baby, fuck me good!"
An old hand at girl fucking, Nancy moved easily in Jolene's saddle, riding back and forth on her end of the dildo and rubbing her clit against Jolene's on the down stroke.
Jolene wrapped her legs around Nancy's waist and moved with her, rolling her hips and twisting her ass, the thrill of their love buttons rubbing together nearly taking her breath away. "You move so smoothly," she murmured. "I love the way you rub your clit against mine."
"Honey, anything that gets anywhere close to your pussy rubs your huge clit," Nancy giggled. "You're a great piece of ass."
"So are you," Jolene crooned, shoving her cunt up to meet Nancy's downward thrust. "Fuck me, baby, fuck me."
Paula stood between Chuck and Robby with a cock in each hand, slowly stroking the pair of pricks as she watched, and they each had an arm around her, playing with her tits.
"They're so beautiful and so sexy," Paula said softly.
"Magnificent," Chuck agreed, "watching them fuck really turns me on."
"Me, too," Robby echoed.
"I want both of you to fuck Jolene," Paula said. "Robby, you'd better take her ass, I don't know if she can take Chuck's monster there."
Nancy banged her cunt against Jolene's and panted, "Are you ready to cum?"
"Yes," Jolene gasped, "fuck yes! Give me a few more strokes, and I'll give you my juice!"
"Let it go, baby. I'm almost there, too. I can feel it growing in the bottom of my cunt. Let's cum together."
"Now, baby," Jolene wailed, "fuck me hard!"
As the two horny girls twisted and humped and banged cunts and climaxed simultaneously, Jolene pulled Nancy's head down and kissed her passionately.
"Let's switch places," Jolene panted. "I want to get on top and fuck you."
They rolled over and Jolene fucked Nancy rapidly, driving the double-dong into herself and into Nancy, another climax hit like a thunderbolt and her senses shattered in a blinding flash.
"Oh, God," she squealed, "how wonderful!
God, I love to fuck! I want to cum forever!"
"Don't stop fucking me, baby," Nancy wailed as she drove her boiling twat into Jolene's. "I'm cumming with you! God, you're wonderful, baby! You fuck so well. Keep me cumming!"
Jolene's hips worked like powerful pistons, driving the rubber dong into both of them relentlessly, and Nancy's ass heaved from the impact of clit against clit. They fucked each other into oblivion, then their orgasms subsided and they ceased their tormented twisting, but stayed locked together at the crotch and hugged each other lovingly.
"God, that was good," Jolene whispered.
"You really got off," Nancy replied. "Someone would think you'd never cum before."
"It's my clit," Jolene said. "It's a damn curse."
Nancy giggled and thrust her cunt up. "I wish I had a curse like that!"
Chuck pulled the two girls apart and snatched the dildo out of Jolene's cunt. Paula knelt beside Jolene and grasped her husband's throbbing dick in her left hand and spread Jolene's slick cunt lips with the fingers of her right hand, fit the head of his massive tool in Jolene's love hole and gave his cock a gentle tug. The thrill of watching another girl's hot twat engulf his pulsing prick inflamed her senses, and she reached between her thighs and fingered her fiery love button.
Chuck kissed Jolene on the mouth, then straightened up and put her legs over his shoulders as his shaft slid through his wife's fist and into Jolene's cunt to the hilt.
Paula kissed her husband lovingly, then released his cock and diddled Jolene's clit, matching the rhythm of the finger on her own clit. "I love to watch you fuck another girl, darling," she said softly.
Jolene stared up at Chuck and moaned in a lust-clouded voice, "I love the way my cunt feel lips sliding up and down your big cock, darling. Really give it to me this time, fuck me good!"
Chuck grunted and rammed his cock into Jolene's steaming depths, hammering her cunt like a battering ram. She wrapped her legs around his waist and locked her ankles above his bare buns and fucked back with an insatiable greed, then threw both arms around his neck and lifted herself and mashed her tits into his chest and writhed and wriggled and undulated with pure sexual bliss.
Paula frigged her own clit faster and faster, almost as if trying to keep up with the passion Jolene felt. "Come here, Robby," she said.
Nancy moved with her husband, stroking his cock rapidly.
Jolene looked up at Robby with hot eyes and shivered as she visualized his long, slender tool going up her ass at the same time Chuck's thick cock filled her cunt. She hugged Chuck tightly and whispered, "Turn me over, baby, so he can get to my ass."
Chuck kept his prick buried in Jolene's cunt and turned her over with Nancy's help. Jolene pressed her tits into his chest and got on her knees with her ass stuck up in the air.
Paula ran the tip of her finger up the shaft of her husband's cock and around the lips of Jolene's hair-lined slit. "So pretty," she said softly.
Jolene moaned with pure delight and slowly, sensuously rubbed the walls of her cunt up and down on Chuck's hard cock as Nancy's dainty finger tickled teasingly over her tightly puckered anus. Paula dribbled honey on Jolene's ass and smeared the slippery sweet stuff around, then Nancy stuck her finger in the brown-rimmed hole and Jolene squirmed her ass around in lewd circles
"You're ready, darling," Paula chuckled.
"I'm always ready," Jolene panted.
Robby's weight pushed Jolene's rear end down, forcing Chuck's cock into her cunt to the hilt, and she sucked in her breath as the swollen head of Robby's prick pressed against the spongy ring of her asshole. She murmured and sighed as the pressure increased and the tip of his dick popped into her back channel.
Jolene crouched atop Chuck, skewered by two hard cocks, and loving it. Her clit was rubbing on Chuck's cock, and both cocks were rubbing together inside her. She felt such intense pleasure, pleasure so sweet, so wild and free, she wanted to stay in the rapturous state as long as she lived.
"God, there's no feeling in the world like having two cocks at once," she whispered.
"You were just born to fuck, darling," Paula laughed.
She caressed Jolene's tender bottom and Nancy pulled the cheeks of Jolene's ass apart and Paula tickled her tightly stretched anus.
Jolene turned her head to look at Robby and her mouth hit one of Nancy's tits, and she tongued and sucked the stiff tit bud as the two rigid prods worked in her. She turned Nancy's nipple loose and kissed Chuck on the open mouth as Robby coated the back of her neck with wet smooches.
Chuck and Robby thrust into her alternately, getting their rhythm better with each stroke. Paula and Nancy caressed her all over and played with her nipples, cupped her tits, caressed the cheeks of her ass and diddled her clit.
Jolene's eyes were closed and her mouth was hanging open, and she was breathing hard, a lewd smile of carnal delight twitching on her lips. "Yes, yes," she moaned, "oh, fuck, yes, fuck me! I'm going crazy! I love it!"
She moaned louder and twisted and bucked between the two cocks as she climaxed. Chuck and Robby banged her south side holes hard, and moments later, they unleashed their scalding sperm into her hungrily sucking cunt and rectum.
Paula and Nancy pulled the pile apart and took Jolene to the shower.
"We'll do a daisy chain to stimulate the men into new erections," Paula said. "When they're ready to go again, would you like for me to sit on your face while Robby fucks you?"
"Can Robby get it up enough times to fuck Nancy, too?"
Nancy chuckled sexily and kissed Jolene. "Darling, if Paula and I can't get a cock hard, the guy is dead!"
CHAPTER EIGHT
Chrissy answered the phone, then handed it to Jolene.
Jolene frowned and said, "Who is it?"
Chrissy grinned and held her hands about a foot apart. "Mr. Big," she whispered.
"He isn't that big," Jolene laughed. "Hello, Travis, how are you?"
"Frustrated," Travis replied. "I thought I would be back home before now. I'm anxious to see you again."
"Where are you? You sound as if you're calling from the bottom of a barrel."
"I'm in a car trying to negotiate the terrible traffic of Tokyo. I hope you've missed me, or at least thought about me."
Should she admit that she had missed him? Better play it safe until she got her feelings sorted out. "Yes, I've thought about you, Travis."
"Well, I'll have to settle for that for the time being," he laughed. "I just called to let you know that I'm still alive and thinking of you. When I get back, I'll call you, and maybe we can have dinner."
"Only if you promise that it will be like the first dinner we had," she laughed.
"It won't be quite the same. Including Chrissy was fun, but I want you all to myself the next time."
"Oh, I think I can live with that," she said. "You've more than enough to share now and then, but having all of it for myself will be fun."
"Okay," Travis said, "I've got hang up now, or I'll be playing bumper cars. Driving on the wrong side of the road confuses me. Sorry I can't tell you when I'll be back, but I'll call you from the airport."
"I'll be waiting," Jolene said. "Thanks for calling."
"So," Chrissy said, "you've been thinking about him, huh? I'll bet it's more than just his big cock that you've thought about."
Jolene made a face and stuck out her tongue.
"Don't tire that thing out," Chrissy laughed. "It's going to get a lot of work tonight."
"Who's going to be there?"
"Besides Cynthia, I don't know. Different couples show up each week. Whoever shows up, you'll have a lot of fun. We always have a girls party while the guys watch, then they join
"Well, that's sure different. I'm ready if you are."
"You're always ready," Chrissy laughed. "Yeah, it's my damn clit," Jolene replied. "Don't knock it, baby, I wish mine was half as big."
CHAPTER NINE
Cynthia took both of Jolene's hands in hers and bussed each cheek, then kissed her lightly on the lips. "You're so beautiful, darling," she gushed, "I'm so glad you came. Chrissy told me about your unique endowment, and I've been after her for weeks to bring you."
Cynthia wasn't as voluptuous as her or Chrissy, but she had an openly seductive aura, and Jolene understood how a man would find her very sexy.
"Chrissy has a lively tongue," Jolene laughed, knowing Cynthia caught the double meaning. "Naive me, I thought she was playing bridge every Wednesday night."
Cynthia turned to Chrissy and kissed her on the lips, quickly, lightly, then said, "Let me introduce you to our hostess for the evening. I think you know the other girls."
Jody, a pretty brunette in her mid-forties, but didn't look it, was there, along with Dawn, a young blonde with tits so big Jolene didn't see how she could open a door, and Gwen, a young brunette.
"Yes, at least casually," Jolene said.
"You should come to my little get-togethers every Wednesday, darling," Cynthia said. "We would love to have you."
Jolene chuckled and winked. "Isn't that the purpose of an orgy?"
Cynthia smiled lecherously. "You got that right, darling! Tina, come and meet two more horny girls."
A sexy girl wearing a black miniskirt with a slit in each side that reached almost to the waist, a sheer white blouse and no bra turned to face Cynthia. Her medium-size tits were clearly visible, and her stiff nipples created little hillocks in her blouse, and her lustrous, raven-black hair brushed the cheeks of her ass.
Cynthia said, "Tina, this is Jolene and Chrissy. Tina is from Laramie. She visits us quite often, and always brings a nice surprise with her."
Tina smiled and said, "Hello," in a contralto voice that made Jolene's clit tingle.
Cynthia said, "Girls, if you'll find a place to sit, Tina will start the evening's festivities."
The coffee table had been moved into the middle of the living room, and the girls sat on the floor in a semi-circle around it. Jolene sat in the middle, between Chrissy and Jody, and glanced back over her shoulder at the men as they filed in and sat on the couches and chairs behind the girls.
Tina set a large shoulder bag on the table and removed a couple of jars and handed one to Jolene and one to Jody. "Pass them around, please."
Jolene read the label on her jar and snickered. "I don't know a man who needs something to keep his cock hard," she said. "If he can't keep it up with me, I'm losing my touch."
"Some of us don't have your assets, dear," Jody said.
"You can do more with less with a healthy dose of lust and the right mind-set," Cynthia said. She glanced at her husband and grinned. "Dennis is a tit man, and Jolene's and Dawn's big knockers tantalize him, but I've seen Dawn in action and know she can't outdo me, and I doubt that Jolene can. Spirit and expertise are more important than physical appearance when you get down to the nitty-gritty."
"Hear, hear," Chrissy said, "looks certainly aren't everything. A passive beauty queen can't please a guy half as well as a plain girl with fire in her soul. The right make-up, some sexy clothes, and any woman looks seductive."
"Chrissy is absolutely right," Jolene said. "Any girl who likes sex can give a guy more than he can handle. Big tits or shapely thighs or long legs or a foxy ass might attract their attention, but those things are just icing on the cake. If she doesn't like sex, they're wasted."
Jolene handed her jar to Chrissy and took the other one from Jody and read the label. It was a flavored gel, concocted to both add lubrication to a pussy and give it a specific flavor. She sniffed the contents of the jar, but couldn't identify the flavor. "I use a lubricant with my vibrators, but I've never used one with a cock," she said, "and I don't have much experience with flavors. What flavor goes best with the natural taste of a pussy? Does a girl choose a flavor for her pussy the way she chooses a wine to go with a certain meat?"
"Cocks are meat, darling," Gwen laughed. "Bob likes cherry, probably because it's the only one he'll ever get from me."
"I like to experiment," Dawn said, "and give Ed a little surprise now and then. We do have a sex life besides orgies, you know."
"Must be nice to have a regular guy in your life," Jolene said.
"It is, darling," Cynthia said, "if he's the right one and you don't let your relationship get in a rut."
Tina removed an ivory-colored vibrator from her bag and laid it on the table. The tool was easily a foot long and about two-and-a-half inches thick.
"Boy, look at that thing," Chrissy said. "Talk about a foot-long hot dog! It makes my pussy tingle."
"I've got a bun that will hold that doohickey just right," Jody said.
Jolene glanced at Ron, but he was still dressed and she couldn't tell anything by the lump in his pants. "Well, since I don't know your husband, I'll take your word for it," she said.
"She didn't say that Ron is that big," Cynthia said, "just that she has a bun that will hold Tina's vibrator."
Jolene wondered why Ron didn't defend himself, then guessed the husbands had to keep quiet until they joined the fun.
Tina removed a flesh-colored and a black harness and four dildos from her bag and laid them on the table. Each harness had a stud on each side to hold a dildo.
"Hey, those are neat," Jolene said. "A dildo for the fucker and the fuckee."
"More fun that way," Tina said. "If a girl is going to do all the work, she might as well get something out of it."
Tina picked up the vibrator and turned it on, and the girls stopped talking and watched her run the tool over her neck and down to her tits. As she teased her nipples, she went to her knees, held the vibrator between her thighs and removed her blouse. Her chunky, dark nipples stood out proudly from her pear-shaped tits, and got even bigger when she ran the vibrator over them. She fell back and spread her legs and showed them the forest of coal-black hair filling the split in her crotchless panties and her pink slit peeking through the dense undergrowth.
Tina said, "A good saleswoman doesn't just talk about her products. She demonstrates their proper use. Cynthia, would you help me, please?"
Cynthia spread a large towel on the carpet, removed Tina's skirt and helped her lie down on her back. Tina spread her legs to display the open crotch of her bikini panties. An abundance of hair filled the split in the panties. Her pink slit peeked through the forest of curls.
The girls and guys watched with bated breath, anxious for the girl from Laramie to get on with her bawdy show. The big diamond and wedding band on Tina's left ring finger sparkled in the light as she ran her hand over her pussy, and Jolene felt a heavy trickle of juice seep into the crotch of her panties. Until Travis talked her into going down on Chrissy, the sight of a girl displaying her hairy snatch so brazenly wouldn't have interested her. Now, she stared at the heavy coating of sex dew on Tina's cunt lips with a look of rapture on her face and felt her nipples harden into stiff points and her panties get wetter.
Tina teased her tits with the vibrator while her other hand slid up and down in her crotch with one finger on each side of her hairy gash, then she slowly moved the tool down over her stomach, into her crotch, and the tip entered her well-lubricated folds easily. She planted the heels of her sandals firmly and undulated her ass up and down as she pumped the substitute prick slowly in and out of her twat, pulling it all the way out once in a while to run the tip up and down her juicy slit and titillate her swollen clit.
Watching Tina fuck herself made Jolene's heart pound with excitement. Her clit was tingling so hard, it nearly distracted her from Tina's ribald show, and she wondered how long she had to wait before she could get off.
With each thrust, Tina took the full length of the vibrator, leaving no doubt about the capacity of her cunt. "Cynthia, darling, will you help me?" she asked, her voice strained with passion.
Cynthia giggled and said, "A good hostess always lends a helping hand."
"And whatever else her guests might want," Chrissy quipped.
Cynthia peeled her dress over her head and tossed it aside, then skinned her panties down, stepped out of them and knelt by Tina's hip.
"Both of them are so lovely," Jolene said, "and so sexy looking."
"They're just as sexy as they look," Chrissy replied.
Tina took Cynthia's hand, put it on the vibrator along with her own, and worked it in and out of her cunt to show Cynthia the proper rhythm. When she was satisfied with the way Cynthia was pleasuring her, she took Cynthia's other hand and put it on one of her tits.
"Play with my tits while you fuck me," she moaned urgently.
Cynthia squeezed Tina's tits and pinched her nipples, and leaned down and licked clit as she fucked her with the vibrator.
"Oh, wow," Jolene said quietly, "the party is getting good!"
The party got even better when Tina started writhing and twisting harder, then screamed loudly when she climaxed. Cynthia licked her clit faster and pumped the vibrator in and out of her juicy love hole with more force.
"I've had just about all of this I can take," Jolene said.
Gwen had more than she could stand. She turned on Jody and stripped her and went down on her before Jody could take a deep breath. Taking that as her cue, Chrissy tore off her clothes and went after Dawn and her big tits.
Jolene undressed quickly and pulled Cynthia away from Tina. Tina sprawled on the floor, savoring the afterglow of her orgasm, and didn't even notice. Jolene and Cynthia curled up in a sixty-nine, and had barely started licking each other when Tina pulled them apart and they formed a three girl daisy chain. Dawn joined them a moment later, then Chrissy, and then Jody and Gwen, and they formed a much bigger daisy chain in the middle of the floor.
Everybody climaxed, then they rolled apart and the other girls crowded around Jolene.
"The first time a girl comes to one of our parties," Cynthia said, "she has to pass initiation."
Jolene said, "What kind of initiation?"
"You'll see, darling," Jody said, "just trust us."
Jolene chuckled. "Where have I heard that before? As long as you don't make me run a gauntlet or something."
"We're not sadists," Gwen laughed, "just horny and wanton."
Jolene glanced around and said, "What about the guys? Don't tell me they're just here to watch us have a good time with each other."
"Oh, they'll join us when the time is right," Dawn said.
Cynthia and Jolene got on their knees facing each other and Cynthia took one of Jolene's nipples into her mouth as Jolene caressed her bare back.
"Lie back, darling," Cynthia husked. "We have a special treat for you."
"We?" Jolene asked, excited and terribly turned on.
"We each get to eat you," Gwen said, "then you have to eat all of us."
"Well, it won't be hard to get me off," Jolene laughed. "I've got a real hair trigger."
"Real hairy is more like it," Chrissy giggled.
Cynthia smiled sweetly and kissed Jolene tenderly, then gently pushed her onto her back, and her mouth slid down the redhead's lush body, pausing briefly to nibble her nipples, then she spread Jolene's legs apart, giving her clear access to the redhead's sweet goodies.
Jolene moaned softly and tilted her pussy up. Cynthia pushed her ass down and peeled the lips of her cunt open.
"Oh, my, what a lovely big clit," she murmured, "your clitty is huge, just as Chrissy said. Hmmm, it looks so tasty."
Cynthia stuck her tongue out and swiped it across Jolene's swollen love button, and Jolene started cumming immediately. She grabbed Cynthia's head with both hands and held on for dear life as she pressed Cynthia's mouth to her juicy cunt and told everybody she was cumming by screaming as loud as she could. Her orgasm reached its peak, blurring her mind with passion. She twisted around and pulled Cynthia over her and yanked her pussy down to her mouth and treated Cynthia to the same pleasure she felt between her legs.
"Oh, wow, look at her," Jody said, "she's really going after Cynthia's cunt. I'm glad you brought her, Chrissy, she's going to be a fine addition to our group."
Soon, Cynthia was cumming as hard as Jolene, smothering the redhead's face with her flowing twat. They sucked each other hungrily, moaning and groaning, pleasing each other completely and putting on quite a show for the others.
The moment their orgasms abated, Chrissy pulled them apart and flopped Jolene onto her back.
"Now, you just lie right there, darling," Cynthia said, "and we'll take turns. One sucking your pussy and one sitting on your face until everyone has done both."
Jolene laughed. "You've already had your turn! Don't be greedy."
Cynthia arched one eyebrow and said, "Why not? Your pussy is so sweet and tasty, and you ate my pussy so well. Why shouldn't I get a crack at both again?"
"Talking about cracks makes me horny," Jody said.
"You're always horny," Dawn rejoined. Jolene said, "Well, somebody better get aboard, this train is ready to leave the station."
Gwen promptly claimed Jolene's pussy and a mad scramble developed among the others to see who would sit on her face first. In the ensuing half-hour, Jolene lost track of the number of times she came as one girl after another brought her off and she licked a succession of clits.
She tried to distinguish between the girls, but they changed places so quickly and blocked her view with their crotches that she had to go by the color of their muffs. Chrissy and Dawn were blonde on the top and bottom and Cynthia, Jody and Gwen were brunette's, so the only one she could unequivocally identify was Tina, with her coal black bush.
CHAPTER TEN
"No more," Jolene pleaded as one girl got off her face and before another one could fill her mouth with pussy. She pushed the head from between her legs and closed them quickly to protect her overly sensitive clit.
The girls crowded around Jolene, all trying to hug her at the same time, and they wound up in a tangled heap with Jolene somewhere in the middle, surrounded by firm tits, shapely legs and soft feminine flesh.
"God, I thought you were going to drive me crazy," Jolene said. "How many of you went around twice?"
"All of us, darling," Gwen cackled. "You have such a delicious pussy, and the way you use your tongue is absolutely delightful!"
Jolene extracted herself from the pile of feminine flesh and got up and strapped on the black dildo.
Tina wiggled out of the pile and grinned and rolled over and stuck her ass up in the air and said, "I like it this way."
"I like it anyway I can get it," Jolene replied as she shoved her dick up Tina's cunt and banged it home, then grabbed Tina's hips and fucked her furiously.
A few feet away, Gwen had her head between Dawn's legs, busily licking her clit and Jody knelt by the big-titted girl, zealously sucking and licking on her colossal tit mounds and Cynthia was squatting over Dawn's face, feeding her a generous helping of hot twat and a few feet further on, Jody was plowing Chrissy's fertile furrow with the other strap-on dildo.
Jolene looked at the lascivious girls, then her eyes got real big as the dildo in her own cunt got to her. "Oh, fuck, I'm going to cum," she gasped.
"So am I," Tina panted.
Dennis left the room and the other guys got up and undressed. Tina crooked her finger at Ed and grinned. He grinned right back and went to her, his cock already rising to half-staff as he stuck it in her mouth. Dawn went to Bob, got on her knees and took his cock into her mouth. Gwen and Chrissy ganged up on Ron, with Chrissy on her knees in front of him sucking his cock and Gwen behind him, rubbing her tits against his back and fondling his ass.
Dennis came back, carrying four magnums of champagne. He and Cynthia had played this little game before, and each knew what to do. He put the bottles down and she undressed him, then left the room. He sat on the floor in front of Jolene and pulled Jody around and had her straddle his legs, facing him, and Jolene swallowed his cock as his tongue flashed into Jody's hairy box.
Cynthia came back with four brightly colored scarves, which she tossed on the couch, then said, "Okay, girls, time for the guys to drink champagne. Jolene, as the newcomer, you're first in line. Lie on your back and spread your legs, and they'll drink a very special toast to you. The object of the game is, the guys will keep going around drinking champagne from each girl's pussy until all of us have cum at least once."
Jolene thought that sounded like the most fun she'd had in ages. She lay down and spread her legs and said, "Oh, boy, I get to cum four times with four tongues in my pussy, one right after the other! This is wild!"
The other girls lay down in a line to Jolene's right, and she rolled her head to the side and kissed Gwen.
"Oh, this is going to be so much fun," she bubbled. "I'm going to have a ball."
"By my count, there are eight balls here, darling," Gwen said, "and you can have all of them."
Jolene slid her hand into Gwen's crotch. Using her thumb and second finger, she opened Gwen's pussy and tapped her clit lightly with her index finger.
"Ooohhh, that feels good," Gwen giggled. "Everything feels good when you're having this much fun," Jolene said.
Jolene took her hand out of Gwen's crotch and put it on her tit, and hands moved all along the line as the girls held onto tits and got ready for the round-robin champagne drinking, pussy eating to begin.
Dennis knelt between Jolene's legs and pressed the mouth of the bottle between her pussy lips and poured her split full of the fine wine.
"Ooohhh, that's cold," Jolene gasped, "and the bubbles feel funny."
Dennis covered her effervescent hole with his mouth and drank lustily while jamming his tongue in and out of her bubbly channel. He sucked out all of the champagne, then poured some over her snatch and lapped it up noisily as it ran down her slit.
Dennis moved to Gwen and Jolene knew without looking when he poured wine on Gwen's pussy and started sucking it off. She moaned and humped and twisted passionately. Then Ed moved between Jolene's legs, pouring wine and sucking. She felt the wine dribbled into the crack of her ass and wondered briefly why he wasn't drinking it, then his tongue hit her clit like a bolt of lightning and she forgot about the wine.
Gwen wailed with pleasure and Jolene could feel the tremors in her tit when she started cumming. Jolene knew how she felt. She was right on the verge of popping when Ed moved away and someone else replaced him.
"Whoever you are," she whimpered, "lick my clit fast. I'm ready to blast off!"
Squeals of fulfillment filled the air as the men moved down the line, pouring champagne and licking and sucking and bringing each girl off.
Jolene had intended to keep track of who was eating her pussy, but she was cumming so hard she quickly lost track. She didn't know how many times she popped. Actually, it was more like one long climax. She would peak, fall off a bit, then quickly reach the peak again, her muscles contracting so hard that her belly ached.
The men tired their tongues out, then backed off and the girls rolled into a tangle of arms and legs, hugging each other lovingly and giggling like fools.
"Time for round two," Cynthia said. She got up and tied a scarf around each man's head, over his eyes. "Okay, girls, get on your hands and knees in a different order. Leave room for me anywhere. The object of this game is for each man to go along the line, giving each girl five strokes and then picking his wife out of the lineup. Remember girls, don't say or do anything that will give you away."
"Oh, that sounds like a ball," Jolene said. "Do we get to cum?"
"Up to you," Cynthia replied. "Depends on how fast you can get off."
"Like a jackrabbit," Jolene giggled.
She watched over her shoulder as Ed fumbled around and mounted Tina's ass and plunged his cock in. She was third in line this time, and by the time Ed got to her, she was primed and ready to go. He plunged his cock in, and she had to bite her lower lip to keep from squealing and identifying herself, and it took even more will power to hold still and not fuck back at him when her fun gun fired.
The instant her orgasm started, an image of Travis flashed into her mind, and stayed there as the other three men took their turn at her.
Only Ron correctly picked his wife out of the lineup, but by then, Jolene had lost interest in the orgy.
As they were driving home, Chrissy gave Jolene a long, searching look and said, "What happened back there?"
"What do you mean?"
"Oh, come on, honey, don't play dumb with me. You were having a ball until we lined up for the guys to fuck us, and then you just lost interest. Did somebody do something you didn't like?"
"Yeah, Travis," Jolene replied.
"Now, how the hell could Travis do anything? He wasn't even there."
"In my mind, he was. I was all primed and ready to go, but the instant Ed stuck his cock in me, an image of Travis filled my mind and I couldn't get rid of it. I got off with every one of them, but it wasn't as good as I wanted it to be."
"Girl, you've got it bad," Chrissy said.
"And that's the problem, Chrissy, I don't want to have it bad, for anybody. The last thing I need in my life is some guy trying to tell me what to do and when to do it."
"Well, I guess you can always hope that he isn't like that," Chrissy said.
"You know how slim the odds are of that happening, and so do I." Jolene sighed with despair and shook her head. "Why me? Why did Travis come into my life in the first place?"
"I talked you into a blind date with him, and I'm sorry."
"Oh, it isn't your fault, Chrissy. I suppose it was bound to happen, sooner or later. If not Travis, it would have been one of the guys I met at an orgy. I shoved it to the back of my mind and refused to figure out a way to deal with it, but now it looks as if I have to."
"Well, if it had been some guy you met at an orgy, you wouldn't have to worry about it," Chrissy said. "I mean, if he's already into that scene, there wouldn't be a problem, would there?"
"No, probably not, unless he got the bright idea that he wanted me to be something else. I'm a party girl, Chrissy, and I know it and accept it, and more important, I like it. The mere idea of settling down with one guy for the rest of my life makes my stomach churn."
"Well, you can't be a party girl all your life, honey. You're living on the edge, and age catches up with all of us, and one of these days you're going to wish you had a guy to settle down with."
"And once age catches up with me, my chances of finding that guy get pretty slim," Jolene said. "Life isn't fair."
"Nobody said it was, honey. You just have to take it as it comes."
"You're a real bundle of joy," Jolene laughed.
"I know," Chrissy laughed, "that's my mission in life. Listen, Travis seems like a pretty nice guy, and from what I can tell, he's loaded. Don't give up on him so easily. At least talk to him, tell him what kind of life you want, and see what he says."
"Chrissy, how the hell do I tell him that I'm a party girl and that I love orgies? He's a terrific lover, but I think he's kind of staid."
"Honey, he certainly wasn't staid that night I walked in on you! A guy has to have a pretty open mind to do what he did. I think you're selling him short before you know him. If you are, you might be missing out on something really good."
Jolene took a long, soaking bath, and still couldn't get to sleep. On an impulse, she picked up the phone and dialed Travis's number. It rang twice, clicked, rang twice more, and he answered.
"Hello," Jolene said softly. "Am I interrupting something important?"
Travis recognized her voice at once, but pretended not to. "Is this an obscene phone call?"
She chuckled, feeling better about making the call on the spur of the moment, with no idea why or what she was going to say. "Do you want it to be?"
"Naw, I would rather wait and let you talk dirty to me in person."
"I didn't know if I could get you just by dialing your home number. How does that work?"
"Beats me, sweetheart, I don't know how half the gadgets I use work."
"Where are you?"
"In Hawaii, on the big island," he replied. "Where are you?"
"At home, in bed. What time is it there?"
"Eleven at night. Did you call just to see if you could get through, or to ask me what time it is?"
"When are you coming home?"
"In a couple of days. Miss me?"
She hesitated, then said, "I would like to see you. We had fun together, didn't we?"
"If you stay out of jail," he chuckled, "we'll have more fun together."
"I'll stay out of jail. We've got to talk when you get home."
"Hmmm," he said. "Usually, that happens later in a relationship, and it usually means trouble for the guy on the receiving end."
"I won't ever cause trouble for you, Travis. I don't know why I called, really. I couldn't sleep, and I just did it on the spur of the moment."
"I'm glad you did, I like talking to you. Usually when I'm away, if people call me, it's business."
"Oh, really? I thought you would get personal calls all the time."
"Are you fishing?"
"No, just trying to make conversation. I'll hang up now and let you get back to whatever you were doing."
"Believe it or not, I was sleeping," he said, "alone."
"If you say it, I believe it. I don't know why, I usually don't trust guys so easily. Good night, Travis. Don't let the plane fall out of the air. I want to see you again."
She hung up, feeling much better. She didn't know why. Her end of the conversation hadn't been scintillating. More like a love struck girl trying to make time with a guy who barely noticed her.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Charlene Paulsen's parties were said to be among the best. Jolene had never been to one, so when Charlene called and invited her, she couldn't resist. She met the Paulsens at a small orgy a few weeks back, and Skip had made such a fuss over her and her big clit that she was almost embarrassed.
Like the other houses in the neighborhood, the Paulsen house sat on nearly an acre of land, and was screened on all four sides by a tall, thick hedge. When Jolene arrived, a full-blown party was in progress. The hedge muffled even the loud stereo, and coming in from the street was like entering a different world.
She didn't recognize anybody, but knew that would change soon. Most of the girls looked to be barely in their twenties, with great bodies, and they were wearing teeny-weeny thong bikinis and strutting around proudly, as though trying to prove how shapely they were, and she felt right at home in her string bikini.
Charlene emerged from the crowd and greeted Jolene with a bright smile. "Hello, darling, I'm so glad you could come." She kissed Jolene on the cheek. "The bar is over there. I would play the perfect hostess and get you a drink, but Skip's yelling for more meat to burn, so you'll have to fend for yourself."
"Hello, Charlene. That's okay, you go do whatever you have to. Where is Skip?"
Charlene pointed to the far side of the pool. "Over there, under that cloud of smoke." She rushed off to complete her appointed task.
Jolene went to the bar and fixed a drink and surveyed the small mob and recognized Anita Carson, a woman who espoused an ultraconservative political viewpoint on a local morning talk show. Her white bikini was small even for a thong, and the bra barely covered the nipples of her medium-size, pear-shaped breasts. No white areas or lines showed on her deeply tanned body, which meant she sunbathed in the nude.
Well, so much for her public persona. She's the last one I would expect to see at what Charlene called an intimate party, let alone in such a revealing bikini. Boy, you can never tell about people!
Jolene shrugged, mystified by the incongruity, and ambled over to the grill where Skip was burning the meat to say hello to her host.
"Hi, Jolene. Grab a plate and help yourself. Sides are over there on the table. How do you like your steak?"
"Hot and pink on the inside," she laughed, "and so juicy it runs down my chin."
"Yeah, me, too," he chuckled. "You haven't done anything to that big clit, have you?"
"Honey, I do something to my big clit every chance I get. I can't get rid of it, so I might as well enjoy it."
"That's what I like to hear," Skip said. "I'll look you up later."
"Yeah, I was sure you would."
She took a plate of food, refreshed her drink, and found a place to sit. She had a couple more drinks after she ate and got a little tipsy as she watched the people swirl and mingle. So far, it was a pretty dull affair and she was beginning to wonder if she had misunderstood Charlene, when she swiveled into view, wearing a bikini that almost wasn't there.
Outwardly, Charlene was the very epitome of a proper housewife, a veritable pillar of the community. She was thirty-five, about five-foot six, and exceptionally curvaceous. She wore her brown hair cut short and used make-up skillfully to improve an average face, and her generous mouth was wide and smiling. She reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, and it rode up as she danced, baring her ample breasts.
The mounds were stark white against her well tanned body, with pale pink nipples.
One moment everybody was milling around, drinking and chatting, and the next moment, they were watching Charlene. She tossed her bikini top away, closed her eyes, and danced to the hard driving beat of the music, and her tits jiggled from side to side as she danced and swayed her shoulders.
Anita came out of the crowd, wiggling and twisting to the music and staring at Charlene as she pulled her bra up and bared her firm tits and cherry-red, hard-pointed nipples. The two women moved toward each other until their nipples touched and wiggled faster as their stiff tits-buds made contact, then danced closer, mashing their tits together.
Well, well, Jolene thought, little Miss Goody-Two-Shoes is showing a side of her I'm sure the public doesn't know about. I'll never be able to watch that show again without picturing her dancing tit to tit with another girl. Bare tits, at that. Wonder if she likes men, too. Bet if I stick around a while, I'll find out.
Charlene and Anita's bawdy behavior started the ball rolling. Whooping and hollering, the others joined the fun, and Jolene found herself dancing in front of an older man who looked as if he was dancing the limbo without moving his feet. She heard a burst of laughter and looked around at the guys and girls shoving each other in the pool.
What happened next was a normal progression of events. The girls quickly lost their bikinis, with lots of help from their friends, male and female, then climbed out of the pool and yelled for the guys to get naked.
Cocks and tits flopped and bounced lewdly as the people twisted and swayed in time to the music, and Jolene stopped dancing and watched. Then she was flying through the air and hit the water with a loud splash. Before she made it back to the edge of the pool, she had lost her bikini and been felt up by a host of hands, both rough and soft.
She laughed with delight and climbed out of the pool and another man grabbed her and held her close, trying to slow dance. Her bare tits rubbed his naked chest, and her nipples stiffened with excitement.
He put his mouth close to her ear so she could hear over the music and said, "My name is Dick." He put both hands on her ass and rubbed her groin against his, and his cock thickened and swelled, exciting her even more.
Jolene curled her mound forward and said, "Mine's Jolene."
""You're really gorgeous," Dick said. "I don't think there's a girl here more gorgeous."
Jolene gave him a dazzling smile and said, "Thank you, Dick. It's nice that you think so."
"Excuse me," Skip Paulsen said. He pulled Jolene away from Dick without waiting for a reply and held her close and swayed to the music without moving his feet. "I was afraid I'd never have you again," he muttered. "With a girl like you, once is never enough."
"As I recall, you had me several times that night," she chuckled.
"You know what I mean."
He crushed her body against his and covered her mouth with his and she opened her mouth and his tongue darted in to fence with hers. She squirmed against him, and his cock quivered with arousal and grew into a fat, firm rod bulging in the front of his bathing suit.
She ground her plump mound against his hard dick and whispered, "Ummm, you're ready, really ready."
He fondled her splendid ass and kissed her again. "I've got to fuck you," he muttered.
She smiled brightly and said, "Best offer I've had today."
"I'm really going to enjoy fucking you," he muttered.
Passionate women like to be wanted, and she was no different. "I know," she giggled softly, "I'm a good piece of ass. Feel between my legs, my pussy is flowing like a river."
He ran his finger up and down her slit and whistled softly. "Like a river of lava."
She pushed away from him and yanked his swimsuit down and grasped his cock. He kissed her nipples, then sucked each one eagerly.
"Hmmm, your nipples are so big and hard and taste so good."
"Wait until you taste the best part," she murmured.
He held her close and kissed her again and she clung to his stiff prick and ground her tits into his chest as he kneaded her curvy buns and caressed her satiny thighs. He pushed her to the ground and straddled her body, head to foot, and kissed her humongous clit, then stroked the meaty lips of her pussy and sank his middle finger in her humid passion pit.
She sighed deeply and curled her tongue around the head of his prick, then engulfed it with her mouth and swallowed most of his shaft. He covered her soggy snatch with his mouth and flicked his tongue over her clitoris. Her hips jerked up so hard that her pubic bone banged into his chin and her heels beat a soft tattoo on the tile pool apron as she climaxed.
Her sudden orgasm surprised him. He licked her clit swiftly, perfectly willing to help her along the road to nirvana. She sucked his cock vigorously as the sensations shooting through her body built as high as they would go. She hit her peak, then turned her head aside to empty her mouth.
"Now," she yelped, aroused and wet and eager, "fuck me now!"
He turned around quickly, knelt between her legs and slammed his cock home and she grunted from the force as the broad head of his tool penetrated her tight channel. She threw her hips up, hastening his entry, surrounding the full length of his shaft with her rippling sheath.
"Aaahhh, yes," she hissed, "do it, baby, fuck me hard!"
The thick lips of her cunt clung to his prick as he pulled back. He paused with just the knobby head of his prick inside her, too long to suit her, and she bounced her hips impatiently. Her orgasm was tapering off rapidly, and she didn't want it to flatten out.
He shoved his cock back in and the lips of her pussy folded around the base of his shaft. He levered his ass rapidly, thrusting his rigid spear in and out of her twat, hard and deep and often.
Her full tits jiggled from the force of his driving pace, her face glowed with enchantment, and her ass bounced off the tile every time he slammed into her with deep, surging strokes. She was gradually building toward another orgasm when Dick appeared on the scene.
"Well, now, Skip took you away from me, and he's sure fucking the hell out of you, but you can't leave me out completely."
Jolene focused on the man standing over her, holding his cock in his hand. "Dick?" She drew the name out, her voice staccato from the pounding of Skip's prick.
"That's right, honey. The girls call me Big Dick." He snickered and dropped to his knees by her head. "Here, take this big thing in that sweet mouth and suck it while Skip takes care of your pussy." He pulled her head to the side and shoved his prick at her face. "The way you're fucking him, I just know you're a good cocksucker."
"The best you've ever met," she muttered.
Dick's appearance didn't bother Skip. He kept right on fucking Jolene fiercely. Jolene looked at Dick's groin. The appendage he wanted to stick in her mouth didn't live up to his billing. His name was Dick, and he was big-fat was more like it-but his cock wasn't as big as it felt when she rubbed against.
She shrugged mentally and opened her mouth. His prick was as hard as it could get, but it surely wouldn't choke her. It would easily slide down her throat.
Dick held her head with one hand and fondled her tits with the other as he fucked her mouth and Skip continued to pound her ass into the tile with hard, fast lunges. The sight of another guy fucking her sexy face excited him. He had no idea she was so hot.
"She's a terrific piece of ass," Skip grunted.
"Superb cocksucker, too," Dick replied, "just about as good as I've had. Been fucking her a lot?"
"Only the second time. I had her at an orgy a while back."
"Invite me to the next one," Dick laughed. "I like hot girls who can't get enough."
Jolene used her tongue and lips to give Dick's cock the most titillating sucking she knew how. Which far exceeded the ordinary. The more she sucked cock and fucked back at Skip, the more her passions built, and she knew her next climax would be monumental.
"Get ready to eat my cum, baby," Dick muttered, "here it comes!"
He tried to stuff more of his prick into her mouth, but there wasn't any more. She didn't even gag on the small load of jism that squirted into her mouth. It slid down her gullet before she could even swallow. His cum gushing into her mouth triggered her orgasm, and she twisted and humped her ass more energetically. Her increased animation brought Skip off, and he delivered a large load, filling her pussy to the brim.
She emptied Dick's cock, pushed him away and swallowed the last of his cum. She took a deep breath, exhaled loudly and continued to fuck Skip's rapidly shrinking prick, hoping for one last burst of orgasmic pleasure.
"Keep fucking me," she whimpered, "I want to cum again!"
Her impassioned plea came too late. Skip's cock had already shriveled. She heard his cock leave her drenched pussy with a loud slurp, and her hand immediately shot into her crotch and she frigged her clit to keep her climax going. She writhed and moaned a few moments, then merely held her finger on top of her clit when her ardor began to cool.
He backed away and knelt between her legs, panting for breath. "Damn," he muttered.
Jolene glared at him through squinty eyes. "Why did you stop? I was ready to cum again."
"Now come on," Dick said. "Don't blame Skip here if you didn't get off again. Hell, I think you girls fake it most of the time anyway. Come on, Skip, let's go find that little gal who took her clothes off first. I liked the looks of those pert little buns. Bet she'd just love getting pronged in the ass."
"You're talking about my wife," Skip said sternly.
"Well, shit, man, don't be greedy," Dick laughed. "You can have her pussy while I plug her ass."
CHAPTER TWELVE
God, what a couple of bastards, Jolene thought. No wonder Charlene loves orgies. Probably the only time she gets a good fucking. I don't care how big a cock a guy has got, or how well he uses it, I'd be damned if I would put up with that shit.
She sat up and looked around. The area around the pool looked like a Roman orgy with piles of tangled bodies everywhere. She saw Charlene in one tangle with two men fucking her, one in her pussy and one in her ass, and they weren't Skip and Dick. Anita, the sultry young talk show hostess, had contorted herself so she could get her ass over Charlene's face and feed her a tasty helping of prime pussy.
Jolene got up and walked slowly to the pool and swam a few laps. The cool water felt good on her hot skin, and she felt revitalized and ready to go again when she sat on the edge of the pool and dangled her feet in the water.
Anita broke the surface right in front of Jolene and gave her a big smile. "Hi," she said, "I'm Anita."
"Yes, I know," Jolene said, "I've seen you on TV. I'm Jolene."
Anita dog-paddled forward and Jolene had to open her legs so Anita wouldn't bump into her knees. Anita gripped the gutter and pulled herself closer, so close her nose was nearly in Jolene's muff. Jolene looked down, and wondered if Anita was going to lick her pussy. She hoped so. Anita stared at Jolene's pussy a moment, then looked up and laughed.
"Don't believe everything you see on TV. Showmanship sells more air time than honesty."
"Does that mean you don't believe the positions you take on your program?"
"Oh, not at all," Anita said adamantly, "it means that I refuse to be defined by a political label. I'm a fiscal and political conservative, but that defines what I am, not who. I'm a lot more complicated than that simple political label. I take full responsibility for my actions, and firmly believe everyone should. If I screw up, it's my fault, not society's, and I'm willing to suffer the consequences of my actions."
"I met a man a while back who says much the same thing," Jolene said. Now, why did I think of Travis? He must be on my mind a lot more than I thought. "I don't know him very well, but you and he would probably get along very well."
"What political stand do you take?"
"I have no idea," Jolene said with a laugh. "I'm too much of an individualist to be a member of a particular party. People who try to put me in a category set my teeth on edge. I'm registered as an independent, and that's the way I vote."
"As long as you vote," Anita said. "God, the assholes who don't vote, then bitch about what the politicians do piss me off! Are you here with someone?"
"No, Charlene didn't mention bringing a guest when she invited me. Besides, I don't know anyone I could bring to a shindig like this."
"Oh, that's too bad. I adore men, and always like to meet new ones."
Jolene couldn't resist the opening. "A little while ago, you acted as if you like Charlene."
"Darling, a little more half of the people in this country are female," Anita said cheerfully. "Why should I eliminate half of my fun? Girls can do things for each other that men can't, or sometimes won't."
"Good point," Jolene replied. She nodded toward a man swimming up behind Anita. "Looks like we've got company."
Anita glanced over her shoulder. "Oh, that's Warren. He's a county commissioner."
Warren came up behind Anita and put his arms around her and lifted her slightly and pulled her backward as she sank down against him.
"Ummm," Anita muttered, "your cock feels good, Warren." She slid her arms under Jolene's thighs and clasped her hands behind the redhead's ass. "Let me make you feel good while he fucks me, darling," she whispered.
"Don't hold your breath until I say no," Jolene murmured. When Anita's tongue skittered across her clit, she hunched her ass forward and put one hand behind Anita's head and smoothed her hair lovingly.
Warren clung to Anita's hips and swayed back and forth in the water and looked up at Jolene and grinned as he fucked the enigmatic girl. "She's something else, isn't she?" he grunted.
"You must be talking about Anita," a man said as he sat down by Jolene and dangled his feet in the water. He looked at her and grinned. "Do you like what she's doing?"
Jolene snickered softly. "Of course I like what she's doing. Why do you think I'm letting her do it?" If he wanted to sit there and watch the liberated girl lick her pussy while cavorting on Warren's cock, so be it. She liked an audience. "Who are you?"
"Larry Bailey. And who are you, lovely lady?
And how is it that I've haven't met you before?"
"I'm Jolene. This is my first time at one of her parties."
Larry glanced down for a moment to watch the sensuous redhead stroke Anita's hair. "But not your first time at a party like this?"
"Oh, no," Jolene said quickly. "I love orgies." Anita's tongue dancing on her clit suddenly made it hard to talk. "Hold me, Larry," she blurted, "I'm going to cum!"
He put his arm around her waist and she sighed and leaned her head on his shoulder and automatically reached down and grasped his cock. He opened his legs, giving her free access, and she pulled and squeezed and stroked his cock impatiently, moaning and quivering as her sex gun fired.
Anita lifted her head from Jolene's crotch and said, "You've simply got to let Larry fuck you, darling. As you can see, he has a magnificent cock."
Not better than Travis's, I'll bet. Jolene sat up and looked down at Larry's mighty lance standing straight up from his loins, filling her hand. It is magnificent, but Travis's is bigger. Doesn't matter, it's going to feel awfully good in my pussy. She glanced at Anita. Warren was gone. She wished she hadn't cum quite so quickly. She would have liked to watch Anita cum on Warren's cock.
Anita read Jolene's zealous look perfectly. "Go ahead, darling," she said softly. "Enjoy yourself. Charlene has my private number. Give me a call soon." She pushed herself back and swam away.
Jolene looked at Larry and grinned wantonly. Here you go again, girl! One look at a stiff prick, and you can't wait to flop on your back and spread your legs. Honestly, girl, you 're an absolute brazen hussy! Well, so what? If it wasn't for my damn clit, I might be different, but I can't deny who and what I am. I'm alive, I love to fuck, and I don't have to answer to anybody.
"Let's get out of here," Larry said, "I want you all to myself."
Jolene hesitated. She didn't want to take him home with her. Travis might call, and she didn't want another man in bed with her if he did. Why she thought of Travis again mystified her, and she shook her head.
Larry misunderstood, thought she was telling him no, but he wasn't going to give up so easily. "Why not?"
"The party's just getting good," Jolene said.
"Charlene isn't keeping tabs on us," Larry said, "and there will be more parties in the future. I live right next door."
"Why didn't you say so?"
She jumped up and took his hand and they set off at a jog. He looked at her bouncing tits and laughed.
"If the participants in the Olympics still performed nude, do you think the men could compete?"
"Girls weren't allowed to compete in the original Olympics," she replied.
He kicked the door shut behind them and pulled her into his arms and kissed her voraciously. His semi-erect cock pressed between her thighs and she opened her legs and let the shaft slide up against her pussy, wiggling and moaning into his mouth as he sucked on her tongue and fondled her lush ass.
He broke the kiss and tilted his head back to stare into her eyes. "I've been looking for a girl like you for years," he said softly. "Where the hell have you been hiding?"
Whoa, she screamed in her mind, don't let this get out of hand. "Don't get serious on me, honey," she said softly.
"Yeah, you're right," he muttered, dragging her toward the couch.
She held back and shook her head. "It isn't big enough for us, honey," she giggled. "I feel positively wild."
He scooped her into his arms and hurried up the steps and put her on her feet just inside his bedroom. She turned and started toward the bed, and he followed her, his breath coming in shallow gasps.
She put one knee on the bed and bent over and he pushed his groin against her ass and his stiff dick slid under the cheeks of her well rounded ass. He reached around her and grasped her dangling tits and fondled them as he levered his hips back and forth rapidly, dry-fucking her thighs.
"Slow down, honey," she said softly, "we have plenty of time, and I'm not going to run away."
"You'd better not," he blurted.
"Well, not until I get what I came here for anyway," she giggled. She moved forward again, trying to get on the bed. "Damn, baby, don't try to put that big thing in my ass yet. Let me get on the bed, then you can do anything with me you want. You can fuck my mouth, my pussy, my ass, anywhere you want to put that magnificent thing, baby."
She pulled away from him, fell onto the bed and rolled onto her back, and flexed her knees and spread her thighs wide. "Okay, baby, come get it." She caressed her pussy and fluffed up her thick muff. "Ream my pussy good."
He gazed at her gorgeous, supple thighs opened so invitingly in front of him, then bent down and nuzzled his lips into the sumptuous, humid flesh of her delectable fur pie. She sighed heavily and pointed her toes at the ceiling and flared her legs wider. He lapped her pussy with long strokes of his tongue, and the exotic, appetizing flavor of her luscious gash sparked his taste buds, intoxicated him.
"Good God, what a clit," he murmured.
"It's a fucking curse," she replied. "Lick it, I want to cum."
His tongue began to dance on her huge clit, and the only thing she could think of was how well Travis licked her. She tried unsuccessfully to push the thought out of her mind, and ended up having a conversation with herself.
Admit it, you know you prefer the way Travis licks you.
Shut up and get out of my mind, I want to cum.
Oh, you 'll cum, but it won't be as good as it is with Travis.
I told you to shut up and get out of my mind. Travis isn't here, and even if he was, he isn't the only one who can make me cum.
No, but he makes you cum better than anybody else.
He does not! I cum hard with everybody, and Chrissy licks my clit as well as he does.
Oh, you like it when Chrissy licks your big clit, but Travis gives you a lot more. Come on, admit it.
I'm not going to admit anything! Shut up and get out of my mind, I'm going to cum.
Sure you are, but you wish it was Travis licking you.
She popped, but it wasn't as good as she wanted it to be.
Larry stiffened his tongue and shot the tip into her sexy honey pot. The fleshy lips of her aroused pussy gaped under his oral assault, and she trembled and whimpered softly as he burrowed deep into her hot box and thrust his tongue in and out rapidly, tongue-fucking her dynamically.
His cock throbbed tenaciously, driving him into a frenzy of carnal hunger, and he had to fuck her before he went crazy with lust. He climbed onto the bed and knelt near her ass with his rampant charger sticking out over her belly, bobbing up and down, keeping time with the rapid throb of his pulse.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Jolene's legs fell to the bed straight out from her hips with a soft thud and she raised her head to stare between her heaving tits at his cock. She reached down with both hands, grasped it tightly and guided the head toward her hairy gap-
"Easy does it, baby," she whispered, "let me help you. That's right, baby, oooooo, your cock feels so fucking good, baby." Travis's cock is bigger! Stop it, or you 'll fuck it up! "A little more, baby," she murmured, fighting to keep her mind from straying. "That's right ... give me some more ... now, in and out, baby, start it going, ooohhh, how wonderful, baby ... what a terrific cock ... in and out, baby ... stuff my cunt full, baby, fuck my brains out!"
Her tight, liquefied cunt eased the stinging agony in his painfully swollen shaft as he penetrated her with restrained thrusts of his hips, curbing the impulse to throw himself forward and bury his prick in her with a violent lunge.
He put his hands on her slender waist and looked down at her beautiful body as his rod crept deeper into her. She looked so enchanting, so sensual as she lay with her thighs splayed apart, holding herself wide open for him.
She stared at him with humid eyes and clutched at the sheet with her sharp nails and wiggled her hips from side to side with provocative, languid movements as his shaft inched deeper and deeper into her.
His groin touched the lips of her pussy and he paused to savor the splendid feeling of her golden grotto enfolding his prick. The moment he saw her at the party, a surfeit of licentious incitement had begun to batter his mind, and watching Anita lick her pussy added to his stimulation. Now, the glut of excitement reared up in his mind and focused on the knot of cum gathered behind his cock, and he felt a crushing need to rid himself of the burden.
He closed his eyes, thrust quickly two or three times, then released the tight rein on his passions, and his jism gushed from his pulsing cock in a hot flood. He dug his fingers into the solid flesh of her trim waist, held his cock in her up to the wide part of his shaft and grunted harshly as he filled her pussy to the brim.
He looked down at her and said softly, "I'm sorry, I don't usually go off like a jack rabbit."
Travis wouldn't cum so quickly. He would fuck you until your ears fell off, then make you suck him off.
She pushed the thought out of her mind and put her hands on Larry's ass to hold his cock in her and whispered, "It's okay, honey. The first time isn't always so hot." She flexed her cunt muscles and smiled dreamily. "Your cock is still hard. Want to try again?"
A wave of triumphant exhilaration flowed through him and a raging desire to satisfy her burned brightly in his loins. He cupped the cheeks of her foxy ass in his hands, lifted her cunt and pounded his meat into her, fucking her with a vibrant, energetic rhythm.
She gurgled in her throat and locked her legs around his waist and fucked back at him, undulating her ass impetuously and twisting her hips vigorously from side to side.
"Oh, baby, you're magnificent," she breathed. "Filled my pussy full of cum just to oil it up and make it real slick, and now you're going at it like a fucking jackhammer. Get it baby, go for the gold! Fuck me, baby ... ooohhh, baby, your cock feels so fucking good ... just great ... getting there, baby ... get my clit ... get my clit ... that's right, baby ... here it cums ... here it cums ... I'm going over, baby ... now, now, now, ooohhh, fuck!"
This time, thoughts of Travis didn't flash into her mind, and she cried out with rapture as sublime ecstasy contorted her beautiful face. Her head rolled rapidly from side to side, tossing her long red hair back and forth over her face.
Larry hammered his rod into her with a battering rhythm and stroked her clitoris with the tip of his finger to drive her on through her orgasm. The writhing and twisting of her body diminished, and she went limp under him, panting shallowly. He continued to fuck her at a slower pace and she swallowed dryly and drew in a deep shuddering breath.
"Oh, God, baby, that was wonderful, outstanding." She chortled and twitched her ass. "You must like my pussy, your cock is still hard. Want to cum again?"
"Yeah," he panted hoarsely, burrowing his face in the hollow of her shoulder, lapping at her satiny skin as he continued to plunder her heavenly cunt with his hard cock.
"Okay, baby, I'll help you cum," she murmured, her voice trembling with emotion. She flexed her cunt muscles dynamically. "Feel my pussy, baby, feel how it sucks your cock." She nibbled on his ear lobe and ran the tip of her tongue into his ear and planted wet kisses on it. "It's going to suck your sweet cream right out of your hard cock and eat it, baby." She caressed the back of his head, down his spine, and clutched her tight little buns and flexed her sheath around his ramrod and humped energetically under him.
He could feel a sucking inside her tight, rippling cunt. His prick slid in and out of her juicy love tunnel with a loud squishy sound as he fucked her faster, and the siphoning sensation became more pronounced. The knot of tension behind his cock quickly ballooned into a seething pressure and the sensations rushing from his prick became more intense. He held onto her luscious ass cheeks and stroked in and out of her cunt with a flurry of motion.
She uttered a content, gratified murmur and ran the tip of her finger through the crack of his ass, then began to buck and corkscrew under him as new spasms of orgasmic satisfaction gripped her again.
A cloud of ecstasy engulfed him, made his mind reel. He grunted and moaned and short stroked her as his cock erupted forcefully and a high-pressure stream of jism spewed into her sucking cunt.
They rode the fiery rocket to outer space in unison, grunting and groaning and yelling, twisting and bucking and fucking wildly, then crashed and burned, too stupefied for a few moments to realize the ride was over.
She kept her legs around his waist and rolled them onto their side and cradled his head between her large tits. "Hmmm, I like to snuggle like this, with a cock still in me." She squeezed his cock with her strong cunt muscles and chuckled. "Guess I got it all this time."
He rubbed his cheeks against the velvety flesh of her tits. Perspiration covered the heavy mounds. He licked her chest between her tits, then let his head roll back and licked her nipples. "I hope you don't expect miracles every time," he said.
"I'm not that unreasonable," she laughed.
"I don't want you to leave," he said quietly. "The moment I laid eyes on you, I knew you were special."
"You've had only one small sample," she teased. "How can you tell?"
"I don't mean just sex," he said quickly. "Though I certainly don't have any complaints about the one small sample. I mean you're special, as a person. I never believed that stuff about an aura until I saw you. You have one, and it positively glows. I never believed in love at first sight, either."
Her breath caught in her chest and her heart nearly stopped. "Oh, this is getting heavy," she said. "I hope you're not saying what I think you are."
"Afraid I am," he said candidly. "I think I'm falling in love with you."
"Oh, Larry, if you're anything, you're infatuated with my pussy. You can't fall in love with somebody you meet at an orgy."
"I don't know why not. He licked her lips amorously, then kissed her tenderly. "I can't think of a better way. There are only two major problems in a relationship, not enough money and disputes over sex. Well, I have more than enough money to keep us happy the rest of our lives."
"And, since we met at an orgy, you figure we won't have to worry about the sex part, huh?"
"That, and the passion you showed a few minutes ago. When I came too soon, instead of blowing your top and throwing me out of bed, you reassured me and encouraged me."
"Well, that happens occasionally," she said. "Guys have a lot more to worry about than girls. All we have to do is spread our legs, but you have to charm your cock into getting hard, then keep it that way. First-time jitters are quite common." But Travis didn't have any problem with first-time jitters. Oh, God, don't start that again! Why does he keep popping into my mind? He's just a guy I had one date with, and liked the way he fucked me.
"That attitude tells me something very important about you," Larry said. "It's too soon to ask you to marry me, but we can live together."
"No, we can't, I have a special guy in my life." The thought popped into her mind, unbidden, and startled her. Now where in hell did that come from? I don't want to get into a heavy relationship with anybody, so why didn't I just say so?
He bit one of her tits playfully and laughed. "So, you can get rid of him. I'll bet you a lavish dinner at the most expensive place in town against a piece of ass that I can eat your pussy as well as Anita, or anyone else who has ever had his tongue in you, and you know that I can fuck you as well as the next guy."
You can't fuck me as well as Travis does! "No, Larry, I can't get rid of him, because I don't want to." Besides, you can't get rid of something you don't have! "Larry, you're a nice guy and fun to be with, but I'm a perpetually horny broad, a certified brazen hussy, with a voracious appetite, and one person can't keep my happy. It isn't your fault. You saw my clit, how big it is. The damn thing doesn't even have a hood over it, and it keeps me so antsy, I can't think of anything but sex. It's a curse, really, but I can't change it, so I have to live with it. I want things you can't give me, or might not want me to have."
"I can't conceive of anything your little heart might desire that I wouldn't want to help you get."
"What I want is for us to be just friends," she said. "No complications, no talk of love, just all the sexual fun we can handle. You put out a good fuck, and I would like to keep it on that level. Can you handle that?"
"I guess I'll have to," he said glumly.
"Hey," she laughed, "don't act like your dog just got hit by a car. You'll probably fall in love with the next girl you fuck and forget all about me."
The truth was, Larry did fall in love with every girl he fucked, and tried to convince them it was the real thing. None ever took him seriously and moved in with him. It wouldn't have lasted if they had.
He was a product of his upbringing by a father who believed he had to tell a girl he loved her in order to get her to spread for him, and a mother who believed she couldn't spread for a guy she didn't love. How he ever got into the orgy scene was a mystery to all who knew his background, but there he was.
He did have a nice cock and he was very attentive to a girl's need and desires. After they had been around the track with him once and figured out where he was coming from, the girls passed off his declarations of love. He was always disappointed, until he mounted the next girl and went through the same routine with her.
"I'll never forget you," he said earnestly.
Jolene untangled herself from him and rolled him onto his back. "Just to show you how much I like you, I'm going to give you a superb blow job," she said sprightly. She lifted his cock and eyed it critically, then opened her mouth and quickly showed him just how good her blow jobs were.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Chrissy pulled the shower curtain back and gave Jolene a big grin as her greedy eyes wandered up and down Jolene's voluptuous body. "You're so beautiful," she said softly.
"Thank you," Jolene replied. She drew herself up to her full height and stood proudly under Chrissy's keen survey, delighting in the flattery, the open adoration. A guy would tell a girl anything to get between her legs, but another girl usually meant it. "You're pretty sexy yourself."
"May I take a shower with you?"
Jolene chuckled softly. "You just want a chance to feel me up."
"Do you want me to feel you up?"
"Damn right," Jolene said, moving over and giving Chrissy room as she stepped into the shower.
"Your loveliness almost takes my breath away," Chrissy said. "I work out and sweat like a pig, but I can't come close to getting my body to look like yours."
"Nothing wrong with your body, darling," Jolene said. "We can't fight our genes. Turn around and let me wash your back."
Jolene scrubbed Chrissy's back vigorously, then turned her around and washed the front of her body, fondling her tits and caressing between her legs with a tender touch.
Chrissy fondled Jolene's lofty, flawless tits as she lowered her head and stabbed her tongue lightly, quickly, in and around the indentation of Jolene's bellybutton, then licked up Jolene's stomach and closed her lips over the tip of Jolene's lovely right tit. She suckled a moment, then went to the left tit when she felt the nipple stiffen fully and pushed her hand between Jolene's thighs and caressed her furry box as she sank to her knees and licked Jolene's belly and the fringe of dark curls covering her mound.
The water cascading over her head distracted her, and she stood and took Jolene's hand. "Let's get out of here," she muttered, "I want to lick your big clit and make you cum until you scream."
Jolene felt a rush of lust surge through her body and a gush of juice flood into her channel. "You know I always scream," she laughed as she shut off the water and threw the curtain back.
Not caring that they were still wet, they held hands and trotted into Chrissy's bedroom and tumbled onto the bed. They fell on each other with greedy, wanton moans, their hands groping, exploring, fondling impetuously as they kissed breathlessly and suckled each other's tits.
Chrissy stretched out full length with her head at the juncture of Jolene's alluring thighs and stared at the dark furry bush shielding Jolene's Venus mound, then pressed her lips to the soft flesh of Jolene's belly and licked and nibbled leisurely, then flattened her tongue and ran it along Jolene's golden flesh, leaving a wide stripe of moisture in her wake.
The teasing mouth brought more heat to Jolene's loins, and she spread her thighs with a hot-blooded quiver of invitation. Chrissy's watery lapper went around the downy borders of Jolene's bush, and her gasps of elation increased in fervor.
Chrissy reached up and pinched Jolene's nipples, and the buds stiffened and thickened more, standing nearly an inch long, tingling with excitement. She caught little tufts of Jolene's soft cunt curls in her lips and pulled gently, then matted them back down with a hot, wet kiss. She released Jolene's tits and pulled her cunt lips open and licked along the redhead's slit.
"I love your magnificent clit," she said softly.
"After you shack up with Travis, promise you'll invite me to visit often so I can lick it."
Jolene drew her breath in sharply. "Who said anything about shacking up with Travis?"
"Don't act coy with me, darling," Chrissy said with a soft chuckle. "I've seen the way you've been moping around since he left. He hasn't been out of your thoughts a moment, has he?"
"Sure he has," Jolene replied, "several times."
"Just remember what I said, darling."
Chrissy licked Jolene's seam again, and the appetizing lips opened wider. She made her tongue into a sharp point and stabbed it into Jolene's liquefied honey hole. As she devoured the redhead's succulent box, she wormed one finger into her asshole and thrust it in and out slowly. The taste of Jolene's savory juice drove her own passions higher.
Jolene writhed lewdly and oscillated her ass in a tight circle as Chrissy finger-fucked her ass and probed the fleshpot between her thighs with her lively tongue. She felt like a puppet on a string. Chrissy was really blowing her mind. Her body contorted and pulsated as the bawdy blonde tongued her twat, licked her clit and plundered her asshole.
Chrissy stuck her thumb in Jolene's cunt and rubbed her thumb and fingertip together, and a climax welled up and burst over Jolene, followed promptly by another and another, in an endless string of mind-bending orgasmic rapture as Chrissy licked her inflamed clit and bit the tender nub with electrifying effect.
Chrissy climbed over Jolene and kissed her fiercely as she pushed her cunt against Jolene's and shook and gyrated her ass around furiously. Jolene's fun gun fired again, and Chrissy joined her and together they bounced over the edge.
"Turn around, darling," Jolene whispered hotly.
Chrissy turned around and got over Jolene and they sucked each other into fits of orgasmic pleasure, losing count of the number of times their bodies were wrenched and wracked into voluptuous transports of sexual frenzy.
When they finally rolled apart, limp and spent from the strenuous upheavals of sexual delight, they curled up together spoon-fashion and rested.
"I love the way you suck me," Jolene said. "I thought I would never stop cumming."
Chrissy caressed Jolene's tits and licked her lips lightly. "Well, that's the way it is sometimes, darling. You just get turned on and want to go on and on, sucking and fucking until you're totally worn out. You were very good this time, by the way, much better than the first time you ate my pussy."
"Travis was around then, and he distracted me. This time, I just concentrated entirely on you. Girls who eat pussy don't always need a man around."
"Speak for yourself, girl," Chrissy laughed. "I always love cock. Getting it on with a girl is fun, and a lot better than resorting to a vibrator, but there's simply nothing in the world like a good stiff cock stuffing your pussy."
"Would you believe that I didn't really think you were bisexual until we got it on with Travis? I thought you were just teasing me about wanting to eat my pussy."
"Sometimes, you're very naive, but it's refreshing to find someone who's not burned out by life."
"Burnout is one of the things that frightens me the most, Chrissy. I see so many girls lose all interest in life after a while. I wonder if working in an office isn't almost as bad as being a call girl. Not that there's a direct connection, except from the standpoint of burning out. Talk about boredom! We do the same old thing day in and day out. There's no excitement, no variety."
"Is that why you go to so many orgies? Are you trying to add more variety to your life and avoid burnout?"
"Well, that's one of the reasons," Jolene said, her voice reflecting the soberness she suddenly felt. "But I also enjoy sex."
"So do I, probably more than you do, but you've got to be careful, honey. You might be headed for the very thing you're trying to avoid. After a while, orgies can get to be just more of the same."
"You're right, as usual. I hadn't given it any thought. Pretty silly of me, huh?"
"Stupid is more like it."
"Damn, Chrissy, you're pretty blunt."
"That's what friends are for, honey. If your best friend won't tell you, who will?"
"You were right, you know, I have been thinking about Travis a lot lately."
"Oh, in what way? I mean, I know he's got a marvelous cock and he's a wonderful lover, but that isn't it, is it? What specifically have you been thinking about?"
"Oh, if he's the type who would be content having one main girl in his life."
"Don't you mean you're wondering if you would be content with just one man in your life?"
"I'm sure I wouldn't care for that," Jolene said. "That would be as bad as working in an office and doing the same thing day after day. But being with him all the time might not be so bad if he were willing to party now and then."
"Only one way to find out, dear. Ask him."
"Uh huh, that's just what I've been thinking of doing."
"When is he coming back?"
"He's already back. We're having dinner tonight."
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Jolene said, "Thank you for calling me while you were gone. Talking to you while you were halfway around the world was intriguing."
"I thought you were going to say that you missed me."
"The idea of being able to talk to somebody far away, especially when they're riding along in a car, boggles my mind," she said, neatly sidestepping his comment. "Modern technology boggles my mind. I don't know if I'll get used to it. Maybe I was born too late. My idea of luxury travel is one of those huge ocean liners, not an airplane that gets you from one place to another in less than a day. Did you miss me?"
He ducked her question as neatly as she ducked his. "You haven't traveled much, have you?"
"Hardly any at all," she replied. "I've always wanted to see Europe, but I can't afford it."
"You would probably like parts of the Orient, too. If you can learn to ignore the dirt and poverty, places like India and Thailand are very interesting."
"I think it would be interesting to visit the Taj Mahal. I've read that Bangkok is the sex capital of the world."
"All the sex you want can be had everywhere," he said, "but you have to be damn careful these days because of AIDS. Used to be, all you had to worry about was the diseases that antibiotics would take care of."
She wanted to ask how many girls he fucked while he was away, but that could lead to her having to answer the same question, and for some reason, she didn't want to bring up that subject. Instead, she said, "Is it true that Oriental girls have slits made of silk?"
"Pussies are made the same in all four corners of the world," he laughed.
"What kind of work do you do, Travis? I think I asked that question once before, and didn't get an answer."
"Oh, a little of this, a little of that, whatever makes money. Maybe I don't trust you that much yet." He laughed, but it was obvious he meant it.
"Well, I just hope you aren't into something dangerous or illegal. I'll have to accept your answer for now, but if we keep seeing each other, you'll have to tell me sooner or later."
"No, not just because we keep seeing each other. We have to develop a relationship, a very special relationship, then I'll tell you everything you want to know."
"Okay, how do we go about developing that kind of relationship?"
"If that's what you really want, just relax and let nature take its course. If it's meant to be, it will happen. Otherwise, we can either keep seeing each other as casual friends, or part as friends."
"You sure are different than the other guys I know."
"Yes, I'm sure I am. I try to be different. I don't want to be just one of the crowd. Now, would you like to go dancing or listen to some funky jazz? What's your pleasure?"
"How about home? You can take me out another time, maybe even to one of those dirty movies. I've never seen one, and I'm curious about what they're like."
"Better to rent videos and watch them in the privacy of your own home. Or go see the real thing. This burg isn't the sex capital of the world, but there are some good live shows around, if you know where to find them and gain admittance."
"Which, of course, you do."
"Which, of course, I do. Your place or mine?"
"Your place," she said quickly. "Chrissy is home, and as much as I enjoyed the trio with her last time, I don't want to share you tonight. Besides, I want to see how you live."
"I hope you haven't pictured me living in some lush joint in the expensive part of town."
"I haven't, but you make it sound as if you hang out in some dive or slum."
"I have a cabin, up in the mountains, and I live there all by myself. It's by a small lake that freezes over in winter, and I ice skate on it. Come on, I'll show you, then you can decide if it lives up to your expectations."
"I think you planned ahead for this. That's why you picked me up in your car."
His reply was a sly grin.
The place was anything but a cabin. A huge fireplace took up one wall of the great room, a picture window filled the opposite wall and looked out on the mountains, and a deck went around all four sides. He took her on a tour and showed her the master suite downstairs and several bedrooms and baths upstairs, and she immediately fell in love with it.
"Wow, some cabin, it's outstanding."
"I'm very comfortable here," he replied.
"I can understand why."
She stood at the large picture window gazing at the lake and the moon reflecting on the water while he fixed drinks and brought her one.
Instead of taking the drink, she put her arms around his neck and tipped her mouth up for a kiss. He put the glasses down and wrapped his arms around her and covered her lips with his. As his tongue slithered between her lips, she felt a sharp twitch in her clit and curled her crotch forward and ground her mound against him.
He cupped the cheeks of her ass and drew her voluptuous body closer. A hard tremor shot up her legs to her cunt. Her tits ached and her nipples were as hard as fingertips. Her lips clung to his, fastened by mounting lust.
She broke the kiss, her eyes smoldering with lusty passion. "I like you, Travis Anderson. I feel comfortable with you, as if I've known you for years."
"Good, that's what I want. The more relaxed you are, the more you'll enjoy what happens."
"What is going to happen, Travis? What are you going to do to me this time?"
"Do you want it straight and blunt, or should I beat around the bush a bit?"
"I think the only bush you ever beat is between a girl's legs."
"It turns you on when you get it straight out, doesn't it?"
"Fucking right, it does," she chuckled. "Tell me.
"I'm going to eat your pussy and fuck you and put my cock in your mouth so you can suck me off. Not necessarily in that order. In fact, I think I'll cum in your mouth first. You like to get fucked in the mouth." He wasn't asking her a question, he way telling her. He stepped back from her and sat down in a nearby chair. "Undress."
She tore at her clothes, eager to be naked for him.
"Slowly, dear, make it last, be seductive."
She caught on quickly. He wanted her to tease him, just as she wanted him to talk dirty to her. She willed her hands to go slowly, and it took her nearly ten minutes to get down to her panties, bra, garter belt, hose and shoes.
"You're a sexy bitch," he said. "Take off just your bra and panties, and play with your tits as you take off your bra."
He looked as cool as a cucumber, and she wondered if he was getting turned on at all. She took off her bra and panties, playing with her nipples and pussy as she removed them. Then she stood before him in garter belt, hose and high-heeled sandals, displaying her body proudly. When her hand slid into her crotch and she fingered her pussy, his eyes lit up.
"Aha," she teased, "that excites you, doesn't it?"
"You like to play in your pussy, don't you? Do you get yourself off very often?"
The question made her inhale sharply. Despite being a party girl and attending orgies every chance she got, she'd never talked to a man about such personal things. But he wasn't an ordinary man. He quickly got right to the core of her being. She continued fingering her hot cleft, then touched her clit, and her entire body trembled.
"Answer my question."
"Sometimes," she whispered.
"You're not telling me the truth. You like to cum, and you know it."
"Yes, I don't have any choice. My clit keeps me so turned on, I nearly go crazy if I don't. But I like it better when I have a cock in my pussy."
"Or a girl's tongue."
His comment hit dead center. It was true, now that she'd gotten into cunt-lapping with Chrissy.
"And you like to finger-fuck yourself, too, don't you?"
"Yes."
"Spread you legs, show me how you do it."
"I've done it for you before."
"I know, but that was several days ago, and I want you to do it again."
Utterly stimulated and captivated by him, her flesh alive with erotic sensations, she couldn't have denied him even if she wanted to. The way he took charge of her stirred some primordial carnal emotion deep in her psyche. She bent her knees and opened her thighs so he could see her pussy and slowly slipped a fingertip into the top of her groove and rubbed her big clit.
"Put your finger in your cunt, then taste it."
She grinned slyly and a sex flush spread down her neck and across her chest. Before she let him seduce her into licking Chrissy's pussy, the act would have embarrassed her. She wormed her finger deep into her slick channel, then withdrew it and slowly lifted it to her mouth. She sucked it clean, then returned it to her clit to frig it some more.
"You can do better than that," he said, his voice level and calm. "But forget that for now. Come here and undress me."
Moving in a daze of erotic bliss, she took his hands and pulled him to his feet and undressed him. When she got down to his shorts, she grabbed the waistband with both hands and yanked them down, and his cock jumped out at her, like one of those jack-in-the-box toys. The big difference was his cock didn't sport a funny hat, but it did have a big, purple head. She pushed him back into the chair and got between his legs on her knees.
She stretched up and tilted her head and opened her mouth slightly. He took her cheeks between his palms and covered her lips with his and his desire swelled higher as he slid his tongue into her mouth, tasting her sweet saliva and exploring with the tip of his tongue as he fondled her tits and tweaked her hand nipples.
She broke the kiss and whispered, "Welcome back."
Her soft, damp lips moved to his shoulder, then down to his chest as she caressed him with feathery touches. His cock swelled and stood up between her tits, twitching and throbbing as the sensations from her kisses and caresses flowed through him.
The tip of her tongue touched one of his nipples, then her hot lips covered it, and she sucked the tiny male teat as her soft right hand moved down his stomach and into the nest of hair at the base of his belly. She wrapped her fist around his thick prick, and he groaned deeply. She bent lower, running her lips down his body, and the touch of her soft lips and tender tongue sent fiery sensations searing through him. He groaned again as she tightened her grip on his cock and slowly stroked it.
Her spirits soared as she heard his moans and groans. She was immensely pleased with herself. For a reason she couldn't identify, much less explain, she wanted desperately to please this man, to make him enjoy her as he had never enjoyed a woman.
She hovered over his prick, cupping the shiny swollen knob between her hands and staring at it hungrily. Her lips touched the head, then her pink tongue circled it and stabbed at the slit splitting the crown. His hips jerked up, thrusting his cock at her mouth, and she opened her mouth wide, lowered her head, and started swallowing his prong.
She pressed the head of his cock between the roof of her mouth and her strong tongue and bobbed her head slowly up and down, and he trembled all over. In all his worldly travels, in all the orgies he had attended, he had never felt anything so glorious. He stared down at her, thrilling at the sight of his cock fucking her exquisite mouth.
"God, girl, that's wonderful. You're an outstanding cocksucker."
She removed her mouth from his cock and looked up at him with a twinkle in her eyes. "The very best, baby! Axe you ready? You said you were going to cum in my mouth before you fuck me."
He grinned in answer.
She put her mouth back on his cock, this time covering just the bloated head. She tightened her lips and bobbed her head up and down rapidly, taking no more than an inch of the shaft into her mouth. Her movements changed to slow, exaggerated motions and she sucked hard as her mouth went farther down on his shaft, then back up, stopping just behind the head. It was like being jacked with a pair of hot lips. He loved it!
When she added a hand to the fray, he was a goner. She wrapped her fist around the shaft several inches from the base and whacked him frantically and sucked furiously.
His cock expanded rapidly, then blew its top and great gobs of jism spurted down her throat. She swallowed noisily and continued to work both her mouth and her hand up and down rapidly. His body jerked and bucked as she sucked his cum out with a fierce suction action, draining every drop he had to give her from him with ease. She stayed at his cock until it began to soften.
"God damn, girl, I thought you'd hooked up a vacuum cleaner to my cock! That was incredible. You really like to suck cock, don't you?"
She straightened up, kissed him on the lips and thrust her tongue into his mouth, then tilted her head back and gave him a huge grin.
"When I have a cock in my mouth, it gives me a feeling of satisfaction that's beyond description. I believe I have absolute control over the guy, and he can't do anything I don't want him to. What man would take a chance with a set of teeth around such a delicate thing?"
"I see what you mean. Is it so important for you to have control?"
"It seems to be. At least I like it more when I'm in command of the situation."
He gave her another of his sly grins. She was talking through her ass. She had obeyed him without question when he had demanded that she finger-fuck herself.
"How about when you cum? You're not in command then."
"Oh, I never cum so hard that I lose control," she assured him, her voice serious. "Not completely, anyway. I always know what's happening and keep my wits about me."
He silently accepted the challenge she had issued. She might not have known she had issued one, but he did. "You miss a lot by holding back."
"Am I holding back? How can I miss what I've never had? I've never met a guy who could make me surrender completely."
He didn't remind her of the first time they fucked, when she had to call in reinforcements. "Or a woman," he teased, "but there's a first time for everything, or so it's said. But that's another subject for another time." He wanted to distract her from guessing his true intentions. "How would you like a nice hot oil rubdown?"
"That sounds like a marvelous idea. You're just full of surprises, aren't you?"
"You don't know the half of it," he replied, grinning broadly. "Just stretch out on that rug while I get the oil."
"Don't we have to wait for it to heat up?"
"No, I rigged up a little device to keep a bottle warm at all times. One never knows, after all."
"You have a lot of girls at your beck and call, don't you?" The probability intrigued her. Maybe, if she went about it the right way, she could talk him into going to some orgies with her.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
"I like girls, if that's what you're asking," Travis said as he returned to the great room with the bottle of oil. "But who's beating around the bush now?"
"Okay then, to put it bluntly, do you fuck a different girl every night?"
"That's a private matter, and I don't kiss and tell." He knew what she was after, and gave her another grin.
"Come on, quit being so coy. You can tell me."
"It isn't a question of whether or not I can tell you, you want me to tell you because it excites you."
Jolene saw that she wasn't going to get him to answer. "I think I asked you something like that before, and didn't get an answer then either. All right, just what do you mean when you say you like girls? Some girls aren't very nice, you know."
"Neither are some men. What I mean is, I prefer the company of girls over that of men. Some girls are nice to look at, some are nice to talk to, some are nice to fuck. Some are all of those things, some aren't any of those things."
"You're very enigmatic. You use a lot of words, but you don't really tell me anything."
"I tell you everything you need to know. All you have to do is listen."
"Which category do I fit in?"
"You told me that you don't like being put in a category. Don't fish for compliments."
"I'm not fishing!" Her temper flared momentarily, then subsided. "You're very blunt about sex. Why aren't you that way about other things?"
"I'm very blunt about sex because that's what you want. I like to protect my flanks. If you don't get pushy, you'll learn all you need to know about me."
"Does that mean we're on our way to developing that special relationship?"
"We'll see."
He got on the rug by her and applied warm oil to her feet and massaged it into the soles methodically. Her first reaction was to succumb to her ticklishness. After a few moments, she got accustomed to his touch. She let the conversation lapse. Talking now would destroy the feeling he was creating in her body.
He did both feet, then started on her right leg.
His hands were gentle, but firm, as he kneaded the muscles and worked the oil into her skin. He worked his way up to the bottom of her right buttock, then started at the ankle of her left leg, and she was almost purring with pleasure by the time he reached the bottom of her left buttock.
As he worked on the inside of her thigh, she spread her legs, hoping he would massage the affliction in the top of her slit, but he very carefully skirted her cleft and the crack of her ass. She was so relaxed, she was almost asleep when he finished with her neck.
He patted her on the ass and said quietly, "Turn over."
She rolled over with her arms straight out from her shoulders and automatically spread her legs wide, opening herself to him in complete trust, breathing deeply and regularly.
He started at her feet again and worked up her body, once more avoiding her pussy. The lips had thickened and were gaping open, showing the moist, pink interior, and sex dew had collected all along her slit. He spent a long time on her tits, kneading and massaging the large, firm mounds with lots of oil, and her nipples hardened and thickened, and stood up in their full glory.
"Your nipples are very large and thick," he said softly. "I like them."
"Ummmmmm," she muttered, "I'm glad."
"I also like the thick patch of hair around your pussy. The inner lips peek out when you're hot."
"My clit is so big, it peeks out all the time. If I even take a deep breath, the fucking thing tingles. Have you ever had a girl who shaves her pussy?"
"Yeah, now and then."
"Aha, you answered a personal question. What's it like to suck one that has no hair around it?"
"Different. Would you like to find out for yourself?"
"Ummmmmm," she mumbled.
He wasn't sure his words were fully registering on her. She was in the near somnolent state he wanted. When she came, it would be a deep, hard, mind-shattering orgasm, one to shatter her control. But it would be only the beginning. She was a long way from home, and each orgasm would be more powerful, more mind-blowing than the previous one.
He drizzled oil on her erect clit and massaged it a few moments, but that wasn't his primary goal. What he was after was inside her cunt. Her hole was so wet and slick, he could have shoved three fingers into her with ease, but all he needed was two fingers. He got up on his knees facing her feet, slipped his middle and index fingers into her cunt, curled the tips and massaged the top of her sex channel.
Her reaction was instantaneous and vigorous. She sucked in her breath sharply and her ass flew off the floor and twisted in tight circles. "Aaahhh, at last," she whimpered.
"That's right, baby, you'll cum soon, just let yourself go and enjoy it."
"How do you know when I'll cum?"
Her voice started out low and soft and ended up in a loud affirmation of her pleasure. She had no warning that her climax was near. It came on suddenly, so fierce that it nearly took her breath away. Her body heaved and vibrated and bounced as if a potent charge of electricity had shot through it.
He rubbed her G spot vigorously, driving her to higher and higher peaks. When her body went as limp as a rag doll, he pulled his fingers out of her cunt and stuck them in her mouth. She sucked them clean, then pushed them out of her mouth with her tongue.
"My God," she wheezed, "you had Chrissy do that to me, but you do it so much better!"
He put one arm under her upper back and lifted her to a half-sitting position, her shoulder against his chest, his hand dived back into her crotch, and this time he put two fingers on her corpulent clitoris.
"Oh, Travis," she wailed, making a feeble attempt to close her legs, "I can't cum again so soon!"
"Open your legs," he said firmly. "I'll tell you when you can't cum any more."
"Yes, darling," she said obediently, spreading her legs wide.
Vestiges of her orgasm were still coursing through her, and his skillful fingers on her oversize joy buzzer ignited her passions her again. Her arms flailed about and one hand landed on his prick. She grabbed it and squeezed it and jerked it as she came, and then came some more. Alternating between her tits, he licked and sucked her nipples as one after the other, her orgasms ripped her apart, pushing her so far into an erotic euphoria that she lost all track of everything but what was happening in her pussy. She became one big living, breathing cunt with an enormous clit, and all she could do was cum!
Her body went limp in his arms, and yet it kept bucking and jerking as he frigged her, and she became convinced that she would pass out if she came again. But she did cum, and she didn't faint.
"No," she whispered harshly, "no more, dear God, no more! You're going to kill me!"
"There are worse ways to go," he said tenderly.
He didn't stop diddling her clit. She was going to learn what it was like to be totally at someone's command, to lose control of her mind and body. She shouldn't have challenged him.
She lay in his embrace, her body slack, her mouth hanging open and her eyes closed as he made her cum again and again. She was somewhere between a conscious and an unconscious state, no longer aware of what was happening to her. Her clit was the only thing that had any feeling left in it, and it was beginning to go numb.
Mother Nature had equipped her with an enormous clit that wasn't even covered by a hood, and she could cum if somebody just breathed on her pussy, and now Mama stepped in to protect her. When she could no longer cum, her clit grew completely numb and stopped sending signals to her brain.
He recognized the signs and stopped frigging her clit, kissed each of her nipples tenderly, then her lips, and then her pussy. She didn't respond to any of his kisses. He eased her body down to the rug and pulled his arm from under her and rolled her over onto her stomach. He picked up the bottle of oil again, and this time, he poured it into the crack of her ass, then pulled one cheek to the side with his left hand and slid the middle finger of his right hand up and down the deep crevice.
She murmured when he touched her asshole, but her back door was accustomed to being entered, and she didn't object or resist. He smeared the warm oil around, then eased the tip of his finger into her back door.
She wiggled and murmured, "Oh, Travis."
Gently, he worked his finger back and forth in her asshole and said quietly, "You like it up the ass, don't you?"
"Yes," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
"I'm going to fuck your ass later."
She sucked in her breath as she felt the telltale signs of an orgasm ripple into her brain. "Oh, darling, you know you can fuck me however you wish. Just be gentle with me, I've never had a cock as big as yours in there."
"I'll fuck you as hard as I want," he admonished, "and you'll take it without complaining."
She was glad he didn't back off. She loved a cock up her ass. She'd never had one as big as his, but she knew she could take it. Her hips twisted harder as the finger in her ass turned up her sex thermostat.
"Oh, Travis, yes, darling, yes!"
He grinned in triumph and continued pumping his finger in and out of her tight asshole, delighted to see the goose bumps rise all over her body.
She writhed on her belly and scrubbed her tits on the soft rug and twisted her ass in circles.
She moaned as a glorious feeling started in her toes and coursed rapidly through her body to infuse her mind with erotic pleasure.
"Oh, fuck," she moaned.
Her body jerked and twitched a few minutes, then went limp, and he pulled his finger from her ass slowly.
"That gives you the general idea of what it feels like to get it up the ass," he said. "You'll cum harder when I put my cock up your ass."
"Yes, darling," she replied, hiding her smile.
Leaving her flat on her stomach, slowly recovering from her anal ordeal, he went to the liquor cabinet for cognac. He came back and sat down by her and handed her a balloon glass of brandy.
"Here, this will help restore you," he said. "God, I need something!" She emptied the glass in one gulp. "You don't play fair."
"Oh, how's that?"
"You know perfectly well what I mean! You made me lose control of myself, totally, and you did it deliberately."
"Of course I did. Don't tell me that you didn't like it. Your body told a different story."
"The issue isn't whether I did or did not enjoy it. The issue is that I lost control, and that frightens me."
"I see. Does that mean you want to go home now?"
"Well, no, that isn't what it means at all. What I'm trying to say is that I want ... well ... I think it would be better ... oh, hell, Travis, I don't know what I mean!"
"Sounds as if you want to eat your cake and have it, too. You can do that with pussy, but it's pretty hard to do with cake."
"What? What in the world are you talking about?"
"Just trying to lighten things up with a little humor. Pretty sorry attempt, huh?"
"Well, no, not really, now that I think about it. I guess that's right. You can eat a pussy all you want, and it's still there for later. Once you eat your cake, it's gone. Isn't that what you mean?"
"Yes, but it's poor humor that has to be explained."
"Not really, my mind's all fuzzy right now. I'm sure I would've got it under different circumstances."
"Speaking of eating pussy...."
"Who, you or me?"
"Unless you're a contortionist, I think I'm the only one who can do it right now, so that makes me the eater and you the eatee."
"You're determined to drive me crazy, aren't you?"
"Nope, all I want to do is have fun. I thought you like to be eaten."
"You know I do. Will you promise to stop before I lose control again?"
"I won't promise anything, except that I'll eat you the way it ought to be done. Anything else that happens is your responsibility, not mine."
"You son of a bitch," she said softly, totally without rancor. "You really know how to get to me, don't you? No one eats pussy the way you do, including other girls."
"It's an acquired skill. A long time ago, I found out that no matter what a girl says about preferring penetration, her favorite way to cum is with a tongue dancing on her clit."
"Your theory has one hole in it," she said.
"That's a terrible pun," he laughed.
"It wasn't meant to be a pun. Some girls won't let anybody go down on them. They think it's vile and disgusting."
"They just haven't met a guy who won't take no for an answer. I don't care who she is, or what she thinks of oral sex-that got sort of convoluted, didn't it?-show me a guy who doesn't eat his girl's pussy, or doesn't eat it well, and I'll show you a guy who can easily lose his girl to a guy or another girl."
Jolene thought of all the guys who bragged about how well they ate pussy, then disappointed her when they went down on her, gave her pussy a lick and a promise as she liked to call it, then immediately wanted her to suck them off. She utterly enjoyed giving head, but turnabout was only fair play, after all.
Travis liked to fuck her mouth and fill it with cum, but she was happy to suck him off because she knew that when he ate her pussy, he would do it extremely well.
"If a girl won't let a guy eat her, what makes you think she'll let a girl go down on her?"
"Because I believe girls are naturally bisexual," he replied calmly, full of self-assurance.
"I don't believe that girls are naturally bisexual. I know some who don't even enjoy sex, period."
"They say so, but I don't believe them," Travis said. "Maybe no one has ever taken the time to seduce them, or they didn't go about it the right way. Put any girl in the right setting, under the right circumstances, and she'll respond the way you want her to. Take orgies, for example. Usually, it's the guy who talks the girl into it. Some girls take to it like a duck to water, but most of them are initially reluctant, then once they find out how much they like it, they really get with the program. I know guys who talked their girls into it and then found out they didn't like to watch somebody fuck what they considered their private pussy, but the girls wouldn't agree to stop. Guys are thought of as sexual creatures, but as a rule, girls have us beat hands down."
Jolene looked out the big picture window. The moon was casting a long white light over the lake. Silver ripples danced across the water in front of a light breeze.
"I could get used to living in a place like this," she murmured absently. "The lake is beautiful tonight."
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Travis chuckled, amused that she found it necessary to change the subject. It was, to him, a sure sign that he'd struck very close to the heart of the matter with her. And that was exactly what he wanted to do.
"Yes, it's very beautiful, and so are you. It's a perfect night for skinny-dipping."
"Maybe later," Jolene said, her voice barely audible. "I didn't know that you go to orgies."
"There's a lot you don't know about me." He stretched out at her side and slid his arms around her waist and rolled her onto her side, facing him, and burrowed his face between her big tits. "I don't spend all of my free time at them. Too easy to burn out."
Jolene remembered that Chrissy had told her the same thing. She drew in a deep breath and released it with a long sigh and kissed his forehead as he cupped her ass and caressed her firm, shapely buttocks. Moonlight streamed in the window, filling the room with soft light, striking their bodies, highlighting the curves and hollows. She slid one hand down and felt her pussy, then put her hand on his prick.
"Do you want to cum now?" she asked softly.
"Later, I'm going to taste your pussy again first."
"Aaahhh, you're going to make me cum so much, I won't be able to stand it!"
Her comment needed no reply. He pushed her onto her back so the moonlight covered her, and her skin glowed softly in the subdued lover's light. Even lying on her back, her large, firm tits stood up from her chest like two small mountains, tipped by fat pink nipples. The soft light played over her voluptuous body, accentuating her sensuousness.
He stroked the tips of his fingers up and down her body with a delicate, feathery pressure, over her sides, her shoulders and arms and down her stomach, his hands moving slowly, circling and dancing lightly over her naked body.
"That tickles," she murmured. She whimpered and trembled as his fingertips caressed her lower belly near the triangle of dark brown hair, then wiggled her ass and spread her legs and the tips of his fingers trailed across the lips of her pussy. "That feels wonder, Travis," she said with a deep sigh. "I like to be touched that way."
With his right hand, he caressed the soft flesh on the inside of her thighs, and the back of his hand occasionally brushed her puffy pussy. With his left hand, he cupped and squeezed her tits and licked and sucked her tumescent tit tips as his fingertips played on the lips of her pussy.
"Go down on me," she whimpered, "fuck me with your tongue, lick my clit, make me cum!"
Her eagerness made him chuckle. How quickly she went from complaining that he was going to make her cum too much to begging him to eat her out. He felt a ripple of longing pass through her body as he kneaded her fleshy mound and licked her stomach.
She groaned and twisted and gasped when he put his head between her thighs and kissed her hot cunt lips. She lifted her legs and spread them wide, opening herself to him as he lay on his stomach and put his hand behind her knees to keep her pussy tipped up and spread open.
He lapped at her with long strokes of his tongue, and the pleasing distinctiveness of her sugary snatch sparked his taste buds. He pressed his mouth to her slit, stiffened his tongue and probed the slick well of pleasure between her thighs. He wiggled the tip of his tongue and slid it deeper into her hot passion pit, and she shuddered. He licked the full length of her succulent seam several times, pausing at the bottom to stab his tongue in her wet hole, fucking his tongue in and out rapidly, and her shudders came closer together and became more strenuous.
He opened his mouth wide and covered her entire pussy. She stroked his head with one hand as his nimble tongue pranced through and over her pussy, then felt an intense stab of sensation in the midst of the warmth of pleasure flowing through her when he opened his mouth and covered her entire pussy and his tongue landed on her quivering clit.
"It's getting so good," she whispered, "so fucking good!"
His tongue fluttered over her clitoris and she jerked and moaned louder as he stroked the erect kernel lightly. Then he wrapped his arms around her thighs and burrowed his face in her juicy gash and licked her love button with a slow, firm motion.
"Oh, fuck, I'm going to cum!" she wailed, trembling harder. "Suck my clit, baby, suck it hard!"
He sucked her clitoris between his lips.
The sensations spreading out from her cunt increased rapidly, building to a greater momentum as they escalated, then she wailed louder and undulated harder and exploded in orgasm.
He changed tactics and flicked his tongue over her clit with a feathery pressure, going lickety-split. A quavering wail of joy, and then a babble of meaningless sounds poured from her mouth and her body writhed and jerked in ecstatic convulsions. As the spasms raced through her, wringing her body, the room spun crazily with her at the center.
The wracking edge of her climax passed, but his tongue continued to flit and dive, caressing her clit and stabbing her humid hole. A glowing sense of bliss coursed through her, felt uncomfortable for a moment, then became a fiery tingling, a piercing thrill, and she was cumming again.
"Oh, God," she wailed, "I'm going fucking crazy!"
Her bucking, writhing body scooted across the floor, and Travis clung to her thighs and slithered along on his belly with her, his animated tongue dancing a scintillating jig on her clit.
Jolene's orgasm built to a peak, eased off, then built again and over and over, orgasms tore through her one after the other, until she didn't have the strength to cum any more or to dislodge his mouth from her pussy.
Her body momentarily went limp, and he released her legs. A last hard spasm jerked her nearly double and she rolled onto her side, her hands over her pussy, her legs clamped shut.
"No more, Travis! Oh, God, please, no more, I can't cum any more!"
"Right now you mean," he chuckled.
He sat by her and tenderly stroked her body as she came down slowly, gradually uncoiling until she was lying on her back again.
"You marvelous son of a bitch," she said softly, "you're trying to drive me crazy."
"I'll take you home any time. All you have to do is say the word."
"And miss this fantastic sex?" She giggled like a giddy girl. "I'm not quite out of my mind yet, but you must be if you think I'm ready to quit. I know what you're trying to do, and it won't work."
He arched one eyebrow and grinned slyly. "Oh, what do you think I'm trying to do?"
"You're trying to fuck me into submission, show me who's boss."
"Okay, what do you want to do next?"
His imposing prick was bouncing up and down gently, keeping time with the beat of his heart, and she looked at it, her eyes full of devotion. "Do you want to fuck my mouth again? I cum a little when I suck a cock, but I can stand that."
"I'm going to fuck your pussy, and you're going to help."
"I thought you asked me what I want to do next."
"I did, but you surrendered your choice when you put your reply in the form of a question.
"You're sneaky, you bastard," she laughed. "Okay, I'll help you fuck me, but I won't cum again."
"You haven't reached your limit yet."
"How can you say that? My whole body feels numb."
"But you're still conscious. If you had reached your limit, you'd be out cold."
"I don't believe you! You're just making that up."
"Only one way to find out." He laced the fingers of his right hand in her hair and pulled her head toward his groin. "Stop rattling your jaws and do something useful with your mouth."
She smiled impishly and cupped his balls in her left hand and grasped the base of his shaft in her right hand and took his bloated head into her mouth. She tightened her lips and tugged on his cock, and his hips moved gently as he fucked her mouth with long, slow strokes. When she thought he'd had enough, she withdrew her mouth with a lingering pressure of her lips and tongue, rolled onto her back and spread her legs.
He knelt between her thighs, and she grasped his tool and started to fit the head into the mouth of her cunt.
"Rub the head over your clit," he said.
"You know damn well that will make me cum!"
"That's the object of the game, baby. Do what I say!"
"Yes, darling," she murmured as she obediently rubbed the broad knob into her slit, dragged it up until it was on her clit, then wiggled it up and down rapidly. Within seconds, her hips were twisting in circles, her breathing became shallow, and a shrill scream burst from her mouth. "Oh, fuck!" Her hand stopped moving. He wrapped his hand around hers and applied pressure to her clit, and suddenly, her orgasm reached its peak.
He took his prick away from her and thrust the head into her. She hissed with pleasure and thrust her hips up and took the full length up her cunt in one impulsive lunge. As her tight sheath swallowed his prick, the throbbing ecstasy racing through him almost drove him over the edge. She lay with arms stretched straight out from her shoulders, her legs up against his chest and her calves clasped around his neck in a tight grip. He put his hands under her ass and started fucking her furiously with short, swift strokes. She arched her back and wiggled her ass up and down and swung it from side to side, keeping her end of the bargain.
He suddenly pulled back and applied pressure to her buttocks, and she knew what he wanted. She rolled over quickly and scrambled onto her hands and knees with her ass stuck up in the air. When she felt the end of his lance touch her wet seam, she swayed her back and turned her cunt up. He gripped her hips and yanked her back, driving his cock all the way into her with one quick lunge, and she sighed softly and wiggled her ass up and down.
He crouched over her ass, fucking her with long, firm strokes as his hands moved under her body, fondling her superb, dangling tits, caressing her belly and the inside of her thighs. She responded with quick moves, shoving her ass back, hunching it up and down and twisting it in circles. A low moan burst from her lips, and her buns tensed. He slipped his right fuck finger into the top of her hairy slit and massaged her large clit, and she writhed and screamed as her orgasm started.
Already weak from her previous orgasmic ordeals, she was unable to hold herself up on her knees. He tightened his arm around her hips, supporting her, his finger moving swiftly over her clit, his prick plundering her pussy like a well-oiled piston.
Convulsions wracked her body, and she let out a raucous cry, then went totally slack in his arms. He released her and flipped her over as she fell, and she landed on her back with her legs splayed wide apart, the red oval of her cunt gaping at him. He settled into her saddle again, leaned over, wrapped his arms around her and rolled them over.
She looked into his eyes and shook her head in wonder. "I've never met anyone like you," she whispered.
"I hope not," he chuckled. He ran his hands down her naked back, then put them on the cheeks of her ass and lifted her. "Fuck me, ride me as hard as you can."
She lifted and dropped her ass slowly, going up and down, riding his prick. As her orgasm ebbed, she pushed herself up to a sitting position astride his body and moved a little faster, a little more forcefully. Her lips were parted, their redness accentuated by saliva and her belly went in and out as she humped faster and faster, riding his prong from tip to root.
He took a tit in each hand, squeezed the firm flesh with his fingers and rubbed her nipples with his thumbs, setting them on fire. As she humped faster, her cunt became supersensitive, and she felt another climax welling up in her belly. Suddenly, she rammed her cunt down hard, holding his fiery piston all the way up her spastic tunnel and her face turned beet-red with the frenzy of her excitement.
He grabbed her hips and threw his hips up and down rapidly, driving his prick in and out of her clenching cunt. She bounced loosely on top of him, one minute sitting up straight, the next minute leaning over to put her hands on his chest. Her cunt spasmed hard, clutched at his prick and held on and he erupted, shooting jets of jism in deep, throbbing spurts, filling her with joy juice.
She began listing to the left, then slowly toppled over and he held on and turned with her. She lay on her side, thinking it was over at last and she could rest. He had other ideas. Pushing her onto her back, he lay on top of her, his prick still hard, still buried in her cunt. She made a sound of confused surprise and her eyes got wide as he continued fucking her.
"Good God, Travis, your cock's still as hard as ever! You really are going to fuck my brains out, aren't you?"
"Maybe only until you pass out," he grunted teasingly. "I've been waiting all night for this."
He dug his fingers into the cheeks of her ass and fucked her with an impetuous, jackhammer rhythm. She lifted her feet and opened her cunt to him, then raised them higher and put her legs over his shoulder and twisted her hips and accepted his stabbing thrusts, and discovered that her body wasn't as tired as she thought.
"Okay, baby, if you want it, you have it. It's right there, baby. Fuck me all you want. I'll try to stay with you. I can't believe ... oohh, fuck, baby, I'm going to cum again!"
Her face twisted as she turned her head from side to side rapidly, her movements spastic as he hung onto her legs to keep her ass tilted up and hammered his cock into her with a battering rhythm. She swallowed dryly, drawing in a deep, shuddering breath as she put her arms around his neck and clung to him like a barnacle on an old ship.
"Are you going to cum again?" she whispered weakly.
"Yeah, soon."
"I can't help you, darling. I'm all fucked out. You can fuck me the rest of the night if you want, but I can't do anything."
"You can cum," he croaked.
"No, baby, I can't, not now! Maybe not ever again!" She tried to laugh, but all that came out was a garbled gurgle.
"That's what you think!"
He pumped her cunt, forcing his cock so far into her that her flat belly seemed to swell up when he hit bottom. With each backward pull, his cock almost came out of her clinging pussy lips. On the forward stroke, he fed her every inch he had, letting her take it all.
Her tongue flicked out to run over her full red lips, then another spasm seized her, and he moved up just enough to apply friction to her clit with his shaft.
"Oh, fuck!" she screamed, and came again, whether she wanted to or not. She opened her eyes wide, stared into his eyes, and gasped, "Please, darling, please, you've got to cum now!"
He did. Even as she was speaking, he was shooting her cunt full of hot fuck cream again, and her voice trailed off into a whine as gob after gob of white-hot spunk filled the deepest crannies of her cunt.
He kept pumping until his prick was empty, then slumped over her, his chest mashing her tits flat. Only then did he realize that she had indeed passed out, just as he predicted.
He picked her up and carried her down the hall to the bedroom.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
When Jolene woke, she was snuggled against Travis's chest with his cock in her left hand and her right hand between her legs, over her pussy. She opened her eyes and saw him looking at her.
"Good morning," he said.
"You're a mean, low-down, conniving, sneaky son of a bitch," she muttered.
"That's redundant, conniving and sneaky are the same."
"God, a grammarian so early in the morning." She sighed deeply and grinned. "I loved ever wonderful second of last night, you bastard. What time is it, anyway?"
"Around noon. Hungry?"
"Famished, but I've got bathe before I eat. I must smell like a French whore."
"I've always wondered about that expression. How does a French whore differ from an American whore?"
"I have no idea," she giggled. "Maybe it's because the French are supposed to be so much more free and easy about sex than Americans. We're so staid and inhibited."
"Some of us," he laughed. "I'll see what I can whip up while you bathe. You'll find some new toothbrushes in the bathroom."
"You're prepared for any situation, huh? Well, so am I. I've got a toothbrush and makeup in my handbag."
An hour later, Jolene laid her knife and fork on her plate and groaned. "You're a good cook, Travis. You just might make somebody a good wife one of these days." She looked down at her naked tits and grinned. "I like eating in the nude." She cupped her tits and lifted them and looked at her nipples. "Guess I didn't drag them through the food. They're so damn big!"
"They're lovely, just the right size."
"Are you a tit man?" She giggled.
He smiled. "Not necessarily, I like all of you."
"Probably my pussy most of all. I've heard it said that girls with small tits are better in bed, that they're more active and imaginative. Is it true?"
"Why do you expect me to know the answer to that? If you're fishing for compliments again, I certainly have no complaints with the way you fuck."
"I'm not fishing for compliments, darling, and you're being coy again. Surely you can tell me that without compromising your principles."
He gazed at her without answering.
"Come on, Travis, I know damned well that you've had a lot of girls, in all shapes, sizes and colors. What's so bad about answering such a simple question?"
"How would you like to live with me?"
"Boy, that came right out of the blue."
"No, it didn't. We've skirted all around the subject since we've known each other. Do you find the idea so terrifying?"
"You know better than that!" Jolene took a deep breath. "You must be a mind reader. That's the very subject I wanted to discuss with you last night, but something sidetracked us along the way."
"Probably your clit."
"Not to mention what you did to it."
"Go on, I want to hear what you've got to say."
"Well, I've been thinking about you a lot lately, trying to sort out my feelings. I think I might be ready to have some sort of permanent relationship with you-under the right conditions. If you aren't ready, you can say so without hurting my feelings."
"Now you're the one who's talking a lot without saying anything. What conditions?"
"You aren't going to make it easy for me, are you?"
"How can I? If you don't know your own mind, I can't fill in the blanks for you."
"Well, what I thought was ... I like you, Travis, very much. Maybe even more than like ... but, well ... I like some of the things about the way I live now, and I'm not sure I'm ready to give them up."
"Afraid I'll cramp your style?"
"Something like that, I guess. Ball and chain, and all that stuff. As you said last night, maybe I'm trying to eat my cake and have it too, but that's the way it is."
"I like you, Jolene. I love sex, you love sex. As long as we've got that going for us, we can work out anything else that might come up. You don't even have to work if you don't want to. I've got plenty of money for both of us, with lots left over."
"Well, that's a first for me! But just how would I fit into your life?"
"However and wherever you wish. It's up to you."
"Is that so? Well, let's see, suppose there are things I like to do that others might consider out of the ordinary. What then?"
"I've never met a girl who was so driven by her clit." He grinned. "But, then, I've never met a girl with a clit like yours, so I guess it's understandable."
"I told you, it's a curse. If the damn thing at least had a hood on it, maybe it wouldn't drive me so crazy."
"I like orgies as well as you do, maybe not as often, but go ahead and tell me what you're talking about."
"You are a mind reader."
"Not really, but I am observant. The first time I saw you was at an orgy. You were the star of the evening with Frank and his buddies."
"Why didn't you tell me that you knew?"
He shrugged. "It didn't make any difference to me. A long time ago, I came to realize that a girl without zest in her spirit doesn't have fire in her pussy. I don't like placid girls. Quite often, they'll do whatever you want, but they don't put anything into it, and a girl who just lies there and lets you fuck her isn't my idea of a good piece of ass. Tit size might have something to do with it, by the way, but spunk is more important. I prefer girls with big tits, but only if they've got lots of spirit."
"It doesn't bother you to watch other guys fuck me?"
"Why should it? I know perfectly well who and what I am. Does it bother you to watch me fuck other girls?"
"No, I thoroughly enjoyed our trio with Chrissy." She studied his face, and couldn't find any sign that he was putting her on, or trying to bluff her. "What if I don't like living with you?"
"You can leave, and I'll never bother you again. Consider this, however. Maybe I want a girl who's willing to indulge in some different and fun things once in a while. Maybe I don't want a girl who lives life to the fullest before she settles down, then becomes a moralist the moment she thinks she's got a guy hooked."
"I wouldn't do that, Travis, I'm not that kind of girl. Unfortunately, what you see right here in front of you is what you would be getting. Last night, when you told me that you were going to fuck me in the ass, you knew you wouldn't be the first, didn't you?"
"Yes, I just wanted to see what you would do."
She stood and held out her hand. "Come on, we'll do it right now. I can't think of a better way to seal a deal."
