NEW NEIGHBORS

                               Chapter 11
                        "Doggin' It at the Beach"

   The morning dawned a hazy red on the horizon, and promised to turn
the air sticky and uncomfortable.  Already the cicadas were chirruping
their sonorous songs before the morning newspapers had thumped their
presence on the neighborhood's doorsteps.  Dana, Jim, Barb, Mike, Kiko,
and Kaz were comfortable, though, as they headed west towards beckoning
beaches.  They had the a/c turned on low, the radio turned on high, and
their sights were set on a last summer fling amidst rolling waves and
sunny skies.
                                  *****
   She awoke with a bit of a hangover, but the ear-pounding music coming
from the bathroom wasn't helping either.  "Hey!" she yelled and then
cringed at her own volume, "knock it down in there!"  The voice behind
the door replied, "Whoa.  I was only humming.  You must really have a
hurtin' from last night."  The reclining body groaned and put a pillow
over her head.
   Then she noticed a body in the bed next to her and wondered for just
a second if she had forgotten an encounter from the previous night.  She
moved back the covers to expose a mass of brunette hair in a jumble and
remembered finally that she was in a motel room with her two friends
from school.  Kathy was the perky blonde in the bathroom, Sharon was the
brunette whom she had shared the double bed with last night, and the
three of them had just finished their last college course (summer
make-ups that had delayed their graduation).  Rebekah pulled the pillow
over her head again and willed the world to go away.
   They had graduated a couple of days before and headed to the beach
for their post-grad week-long party.  But unlike the times that their
friends had told them about after their May graduations, the beach at
the end of August was a pretty dead place.  No one else was partying;
instead they were tooling up for the start of their jobs, and the beach
was a resort for families with young kids and old geezers.  All three
had boyfriends back home, but they had planned to have a last fling at
the seaside before returning to responsibilities, awaiting careers, and
steady guys.  After their second day of cruising around and hitting many
of the bars along the boulevard, they'd returned to their suite of rooms
and tied one on by themselves.  Rebekah couldn't remember if the other
two had kept up with her, but from the sound of ol' happy Kathy, she
at least must have quit long beforehand.
   Finally she kicked off the covers to give herself some air and in
doing so noticed that her bed partner slept in the buff.  Sharon didn't
twitch a muscle at being exposed, but slept on like a baby.  Rebekah
noticed how well endowed Sharon was, but prided herself that she was
even bigger.  Her chest had opened a lot of doors in her life, and she
had used them to advantage a'plenty to get through school.
   'Not like Kathy, though,' she mused to herself.  She could see the
little blonde in the mirror of the bathroom and envied the girl's
smarts.  She'd been a late bloomer, with nicely developed breasts, a
cute ass, a button nose, a waist almost too small to believe, and blue
eyes that could look right through you.  But she didn't realize what a
woman she was, Rebekah thought, nor did she know how to use what she'd
been given.  Other than her brain.  Sharon finally stirred,
unconsciously running her hands up and down her body, and blinked at the
crack of light coming out of the bathroom.  "You ready to tackle a new
day, Rebek?" using Rebekah's nick-name that sounded almost like Reebok
because of the dirty-blonde's athleticism, "or are you just going to
ogle my beautiful bod all day?" She ran her hands up to her full breasts
and caressed them for effect.  "Eat me, you lesbo!" Rebekah responded
and whacked her with a pillow.  Just then Kathy came out of the bathroom
and noticed the pillow fight.  She smiled but didn't join in.  She was
already outfitted in a Bodyglove two piece bathing suit that hugged her
petite curves.  She interrupted the battle that seemed to be escalating.
"C'mon you two.  Get a move on!  There are rays to soak, water to swim
in, sand to play on, and maybe a guy or two out there.  There're only a
couple of days left before we have to head back, so let's make the most
of it."
   Rebekah stopped pounding Sharon with the pillow, gave her a sly
smile, and remarked, "Guess I'd better get a bath then," and headed for
the bathroom before Sharon could recover.
   "Oh no!" her adversary exclaimed.  "You'll be in there forever!"  She
looked at Kathy and sighed, "she takes the world's longest baths."
   "Why don't you skip your shower and just rinse off in the ocean after
breakfast?" Kathy suggested.
   So it was that the three young college grads prepared for another day
at the beach, not expecting much to happen, but hoping that the trip was
not just a way for them to deepen their tans.  Little did they know that
the day would exceed their wildest fantasies.
                                  *****
   The six of them pulled up to the beach and unloaded their gear.  It
wasn't yet mid-morning and the sand was relatively empty of beach-goers.
They found a spot down towards the water and set up their umbrellas,
blankets, coolers, and towels.
   Soon shirts were peeling up and shorts being tugged down, and then
six young bodies headed for the breakers.  They splashed their way in
with only Barb hanging back.  Mike and Jim circled around behind her and
as one grabbed her high the other got her low so that they could, on the
count of three, throw her by the ankles and wrists screaming into a
wave.  Some chicken fights developed and then they headed back to the
comfort of their towels.  Kaz had brought his surf board, and showed Jim
some of the basics of balance and leg-positioning.
   The sun rose higher in the sky and the beach began to fill up.  Most
of the sun-worshippers were families, but all noticed the group of 6 as
they passed by.  Dana wore one of her Speedo suits, but the tightness of
the fabric and the cut on her hip gave the right amount of cover with
still only a little room for imagination.  Barb's buxomness was
impossible to ignore, unless of course, it was when she was lying belly
down, and the thong cut of her bikini showed her golden cheeks in all
their glory.  Kiko's foreign elegance of movement, her lithe nubile
body, and neon orange maillot all caught the eye of any males within a
mile of their position.
   Mike had copied Barb in that he too wore a thong bikini bottom,
although from the hairiness of his derrier it was almost hard to tell.
Jim wore a conventional black tank suit, and Kaz wore knee-length
paisley surfing shorts.  The men's build was of those in their mid-
twenties who had not yet added any paunch, were cocky, and carried
themselves that way.
   The sun climbed higher in the sky and the tans of the young men and
women deepened.  They fought its negative effects with lotions and oils,
slicking themselves up as though they intended to be deep fat fried.
They partook from their coolers at lunch time, and eventually the ladies
excused themselves to take a walk.
   Dana, Barb, and Kiko headed up the beach to work off their lunch in a
brisk walk when, after about 10 minutes of walking they noticed a
volleyball court with a rather small game in progress on it.  Three
young women were bouncing the ball back and forth, 2 against 1.  There
was a petite blonde whose hair was up in a ponytail and sticking out the
back of her hat wearing a Bodyglove black and yellow two piece.  There
was a curvy brunette in a green Jag two piece, and an almost awkwardly
buxom dirty blonde with shoulder length hair in a very high cut one-
piece.  The suit on the third was nearly thong-cut in the front, rising
in a narrow "V" up her torso, finally to be met on the sides just below
her breast line.
   The 3 married ladies walked up and, after a quick conference, offered
to hit the ball with them.  The 3 co-eds were looking rather bored and
quickly took them up on their offer.  They didn't mix teams, and soon
bodies were flying around on the sand in hearty competition.  After
warming up for five minutes, Barb suggested that they play an actual
game.  The co-eds agreed, and beat them 15-6.
   As they switched sides, Barb offered to wager them a soda on the next
game, and so it was that the married women squeeked out a 15-12 victory.
Kiko was turning out to be the star of their team, despite Dana's
athletic abilities and training.  It seemed that Kiko had aspired to be
on the Japanese women's Olympic team, but had never made the cut.  She
was damned good, though, and when Dana set her, she could spike it with
power.  Unfortunately, Barb was on their team also, and blew more points
than she actually kept the ball even in play.
   As the sodas were being consumed after the heated match, Mike, Jim,
and Kaz strolled up in search of them.  Barb noticed how big the buxom
dirty blonde's eyes got when they approached.  Introductions occurred,
and they learned that the girls were just out of college, were rather
bored with their graduation fling, and that they were named Kathy (the
petite blonde), Rebekah (the buxom dirty blonde who seemed to be the
leader), and Sharon (the dark haired and curvy one with the long legs).
   Barb finished her diet cola and offered to make a wager.  Rebekah
asked what it was, and Barbara replied, "Let's make this a day we'll all
remember.  You girls are bored, but look very hot.  And by that I don't
mean from the sun.  I've noticed our men eyeing you, so what say we
wager this:  whichever team wins the best of 3 gets to set the rules
tonight.  If we win, we get to tell each of you to do one and only one
thing.  It might be anything...  If you win, you can order each of the
six of us to do one thing.  And when I say that whoever loses has to do
"one thing", I'm not talking about easy shy stuff.  I mean ANYTHING,"
nodding and winking at them.  The littlest one, Kathy, began giggling
self-consciously, but Rebekah had already stuck out her hand to shake.
   Barb stepped closer than necessary for shaking hands, reached out her
own hand, and began using the back of her fingers to caress Rebekah's
breast.  Her brazen gesture in front of everyone told them all exactly
what she had in mind.  Rebekah felt her nipple responding eagerly to the
touch despite the on-lookers, and although it was an awkward situation
she didn't know what to do so just stood there.  Barb allowed her
fingers to trail down Rebekah's body until she broke contact and did
finally shake the other's hand.  That seemed to break the momentary
paralysis and everyone headed for their team's side.
   Kiko had looked anxiously at Kaz to see if he would agree to this
"deal", and he just shrugged as if to say, "We're in America now, and
I'm in over my head."  Mike and Jim were grinning ear to ear, and went
to the sidelines to cheer their women on.  The game began in earnest,
with both sides giving it their all in hopes of being able to dictate
what the others had to do.  They each had ideas of what they wanted
done, and by whom.
   Mike noticed Rebekah eyeing him hungrily throughout the tournament.
He was a sucker for big breasts, and urged his wife and her teammates on
in hopes that Barb would "order" the big-chested vixen to do him.  Then
again, the way she was looking him over, if her team won she just might
give him the order herself.
   Jim was intrigued with the little blonde, and he suspected that Dana
was also.  He watched his wife try to hide her disgust with Barb's
athletic abilities whenever she blew a point for their team.  Barb had
gotten them into this situation, and was doing absolutely nothing to
help them win it.  Kiko, though, more than made up for the team klutz,
taking Dana's sets and hammering them home.  The wives lost the first
set before Dana and Kiko got into a rhythm that was able to cover most
of the hot, sandy court under the relentless sun.
   On the other side Rebekah was indeed eyeing Mike, or more precisely,
she was eyeing his bathing suit.  He seemed to fill it out more than
adequately, and she'd never met a man before who was secure (or was it
vain?) enough to wear a thong bikini in public.  She'd had a few weight
lifters before who went in for skimpy underwear, but had never seen one
in public.  She found it hard to concentrate in the second game with him
sitting so closely, knowing that one way or the other the end of the
match would lead to some kind of physical encounter.
   Sharon, the curvaceous brunette with an hour-glass figure, had
visions of the oriental girl going down on her with the one named Dana
nibbling on her tits.  She'd had plenty of guys, was going to be heading
back to one special one when this vacation was over, but she was a
little experienced with those of her own sex, and those two looked good
enough to eat.
   Kathy, the petite blonde in the two piece, baseball hat, and new wave
sunglasses was doing her best to play and not think about the
consequences.  She knew what the bet was, but wondered how she'd allowed
herself to go along with it.  She was a bit daunted by the forwardness
and overt sexuality of Barbara, but it excited her also.  She had hit as
many shots toward her as possible, as none of them had been returned,
but in the second game Barb's other two teammates had been able to cover
for her most of the time, and the college girls found themselves on the
losing end of the second game.  One to one - all tied up.  Third game
was the tie breaker.
   Kaz was proud of his wife's ability to dominate the game.  He had met
her when her high school team had played its finals in his college's
gym.  Kiko's team had lost, but between classes he'd watched her games
in the tournament, and when her team had finally been eliminated had
found the courage to approach her.  They'd become engaged before she
graduated, and were married just a year later.  Now, two years later he
was graduated, employed, living in a new country, and married to the
best volleyball player on the beach.  He still admired her form and
ability, and desired her most of all of the six women playing.  But a
bet was a bet, and he would go along with whatever the outcome was
before he would consider backing out and losing face.
   Serves went back and forth, frequently without any points being
scored.  At 12-12 Kiko's turn to serve came up, and she planted two hard
aces into the sand on the other side.  Grim faced and determined she
tossed the ball up in the air, leaped and swatted another hard one at
the other side.
   Kathy saw it coming, and knew that she could get there to set it, or
at least keep it in play.  But something in the back of her mind made
her hesitate.  Maybe it was the heat, for they were all soaking wet with
perspiration.  Maybe it was the sun - no one would question her if she'd
said that it had been in her eyes.  Maybe it was the mystery of what
might happen if they lost, and her curiosity to find out getting the
best of her.  Perhaps it was all three, but the slight hesitation was
all it took for her last second lunge to come up short and give the
victory to the challengers.
   The three husbands jumped to their feet cheering and the wives went
under the net to shake hands with the co-eds for a match well played.
Barb got their address, and it was agreed that the six of them would
stop by after dinner-time for the bet to be paid off.  As the three
couples headed back down the beach to their own spot, Rebekah watched
them walking away, admired again Mike's buttocks and then turned and
headed towards their car.  They had some preparing to do.
                                  *****
   After dinner the three co-eds prepared for their guests in silence,
none knowing exactly what to say or expect.  They changed out of their
beach gear, but weren't sure whether they should dress up or down, sexy
or debonair.  They decided to each dress how they wanted the evening to
go.
   Rebekah put on her sexiest pink silk teddy trimmed in black lace.
The fabric felt good against her skin, and she sat and brushed her hair
to make it full and fluffy.  She did her make-up for a soft look and
then stepped back from the bathroom mirror to admire her full figure.
   In the bedroom Sharon was trying on the leather clothes she had
brought.  She pulled on some long black boots over her stockings.  The
latter were held up by a black lace garter belt, which was over a black
g-string leather bikini.  Up top she wore only a buttoned black leather
vest.  She teased her curly dark hair into a chaotic full mass of curls.
She wore her make-up heavy and exotic.  The beauty spot/mole on her left
cheek added to her sexiness.  Her final touch was to coat any exposed
skin in baby oil.
   Out in the living room Kathy was unsure of how to dress.  So instead
of going with one particular outfit only, she put on her best lingerie,
and then dressed over it in a sexy little yellow dress.  The back was
cut down to her waist, and the hemline was so high that she could barely
sit down decently in public.  She wasn't worried about that, though,
this night.  Her legs ended in spiked heels of the same yellow color and
her make up helped her youngish face compete with her hard body.
   Then she let her hair down that she'd had up in a ponytail.  Her hair
was her pride and joy, and it cascaded down her back to touch the small
of her back.  The blonde tresses were thick, full, and curly -- and she
brushed them to a silky sheen.  She had wondered about the evening, but
decided to just go with whatever happened.  It was her last summer as a
student, and she figured to end it with a bang.
   Before any of them expected it, the doorbell rang.  Kathy answered
it, with Sharon and Rebekah standing in the bedroom doorway.  The three
couples came in, and Kathy knew that the evening was going to be good.
The men all looked delicious with their sport clothes on and their
tanned bodies revealed here and there.  The women were dressed to kill,
and looked like they had just had an expensive meal at a chic night
spot.  Barb led the way in a tight skirt and loose blouse, Dana had on
some shorts that really showed off her legs, and Kiko wore a snug halter
top dress that displayed her awesome tan and muscular back.
   The nine mixed up some drinks and all got comfortable in the living
room.  Kathy almost felt overdressed next to Rebekah in her teddy and
Sharon in her leather, but she was getting plenty of looks from the men
anyway.  She stopped trying to tug her dress down at the hem and just
let it ride as high as it wanted.  She crossed her legs and noticed Jim
staring at them.
   Finally Barb spoke up.  "Why don't I go over again what our bet was.
We all agreed that if we won we could ask each of you to do one thing.
It can be anything, and you've agreed to do whatever we say.  Is that
the way you remember it?"  She looked at Rebekah, who glanced at her
roomies and they nodded in turn.  "Good," Barb continued.  "We talked
this over at dinner, and we think it will be best if you each take
turns, rather than all at once.  Is that okay, too?"
   The three agreed to that as well, so Barb downed the rest of her
drink, stood up and announced, "Okay then - everyone into the bedroom!"
   There obviously wasn't room for them all on the king-sized bed, but
Barb directed them to bring chairs in and set up somewhere around the
bed in the middle.  She turned some of the lights off and the remaining
two she turned down low.  Then she looked at Kathy and said, "You
first."
   At that Kathy nearly ran out of the room, but instead, she swallowed
the lump in her throat, stood up and stepped as regally as possible to
the bed.  Barb directed her to sit in the middle of the bed all by
herself.  She felt very conspicuous there, but with the lights down and
a little alcohol running through her she felt like maybe she could
comply.
   "Kathy," she began, "you are a very beautiful young woman, but from
the little we've seen of you today, you seem a little uptight and
self-conscious.  We're not sure that you realize just how sexy and
desirable you are, so what we want you to do is to get in touch with
what all of us can see with our own eyes.  Our 'request' of you is that
you pleasure yourself...," then softly, "to climax."  And with that Barb
sat back down and waited.
   Barb's little speech hadn't been lost on Kathy, and she knew that
others thought her attractive.  Somehow, though, she just didn't feel as
comely as others told her she was.  But the last part of what Barb had
said made her shiver.  She was being asked to masturbate in front of
eight people!  She couldn't possibly do something like that!  She'd
figured she'd be asked to make it with one of their husbands, maybe
while the wife watched, but she hadn't expected to be so on display.
   She began to protest, but her friends offered her words of
encouragement, and Barb didn't look like she was going to back down.
Barb did suggest, "It may be easier if you close your eyes.  Remember,
we're your friends, and we will be with you in this."
   So with that little bit of encouragement she began.  The first thing
she decided was to shuck the dress.  With eyes closed she slowly peeled
it up past her waist, revealing high on the hip red panties, and
matching red garter belt holding up her black stockings.  She pulled the
stubbornly tight dress up and over her chest and over her head,
revealing a low-cut white silk bra that exposed most of her firm
breasts, including half of each aureola.  She decided not to strip any
further, but ran her hands up and down her body to begin the process,
feeling the electricity and anticipation in the warm room making her
body tingle.  She cupped and caressed her breasts through her bra, and
with her eyes closed tried to tune out the rest of the room.  Her hands
roamed further up and down her body until one of her hands founds its
way between her legs.
   She rubbed that spot a little tentatively, hearing someone in the
room make a little gasp when she did.  But she tuned them all out and
concentrated on her body.  Her warm hands did feel good as she caressed
herself.  Her nipples were beginning to stiffen and while she rested her
one hand on her crotch, she pinched and squeezed each breast in turn.
She could feel the warmth of her hands creating further warmth within
her that centered on her breasts.
   That feeling was then complemented when someone turned on the radio
to a jazz station.  A low bluesy melody was playing, and she soon found
herself mentally dancing to the music with her hands on her body.  Her
fingers played lightly over her chest, and she found the warmth
spreading down between her legs.  Her other fingers soon joined the
dance and she could feel the wetness beginning at her legs' apex.  Of
their own volition her fingers slipped underneath her tight panties and
began stroking.  She could almost feel her pubic hair tingling, but when
her finger slipped down and through the downy bush to touch her
clitoris, her whole body gave a shiver of excitement.  She was in her
own world, deeper than she'd ever been, and her fingers were the
propellers that carried her through the darkness toward the light.
   She dipped her middle-finger into her slit and then removed it
trailing a line of musky wetness back up toward her clit.  There she
rubbed her juice onto it and then used the lubrication to make
continuous circles on and around it.  With her free hand she undid the
center snap on her thin bra and it fell away exposing her breasts to the
direct contact they desired.  Somewhere in the back of her mind she
heard murmurs of approval, but they were inconsequential to the activity
she was single-mindedly pursuing.
   Eventually she reached her second hand down and under the cotton
cloth to spread her pussy lips and allow her other hand easier access to
the little button of flesh that was giving her so much pleasure.  Her
juices were flowing faster and her fingers were rubbing harder and soon
she experienced a surge a warmth that washed over her.  With that she
laid back and luxuriated in it for a few moments.  It had been a good
one, maybe her best ever, and she felt confident that she had exceeded
Barb's request.  Finally she opened her eyes.
   Barb was frowning.  "Did you even come?" the dark-haired woman asked
her.
   "Yes," she stammered confusedly.  "Couldn't you tell?"  The warm
feeling was dissipating rapidly.
   As she peered around the room she took in the positions of the
others.  She looked first for her friends, and saw Rebekah smiling at
her, and Sharon looking less than neutral.  Sharon had obviously been
following her activity with a little of her own, and looked perturbed
that it was over so soon.
   She saw the cute blonde Dana sitting next to Jim, and while she
wasn't giving much facial feedback, he looked quite interested in what
she'd been doing.  The oriental couple were sitting in one chair, she on
his lap and his hand up her shirt, while Barb's husband Mike sat next to
her looking bored.
   "No I couldn't," Barb answered her question drawing her attention
back.  "That was about how long I take to even think up a fantasy, much
less work it through to its climax."  Turning to Sharon, she said, "Why
don't you go next."  Kathy began to climb off of the bed but Barb told
her to stay in place.  "Sharon - you don't look like the inhibited type,
basing my guess on how you're dressed," referring to the amount of
leather she had on while still wearing so little.  "Our 'request' of you
is that you eat as many of us as you can tonight, starting with our shy
creampuff there," referring to Kathy.  Again Barb sat back.
   Now it was the raven-haired beauty's turn, and with a devilish smile
that belied her anticipation of fulfilling the request as fully as
possible, slid onto the bed alongside the little blonde.
   Again Kathy was taken aback to have to be the center of attention,
but Sharon whispered into her ear breathily, "just relax and let me take
over.  I promise you'll like this," and then began nibbling and kissing
her earlobes.  Kathy had always liked that kind of foreplay and leaned
back to lie down again, resigned to another round of lechers watching
her sexual activity.
   The lovemaking began, and the intensity turned up quickly.  Sharon
had been turned on seeing her intellectual friend in such a different
light, and wanted to show her some heights of passion that she was sure
Kath had never reached before.  It was her one chance, and she knew that
if she didn't take it now, she'd never be able to show her later.  So
she smothered the pink lips with kisses, penetrating them with her
insistent tongue while her hand tickled and rubbed its way over her
friend's silky skin.  She could feel the breasts hardening again under
her touch and then she began giving them a good hard massage.
   Their foreplay was giving everyone something to get excited about.
Kaz was working Kiko's breasts pretty hard himself, as Dana reached over
and began rubbing Jim's hardness through his shorts.  Barb had her hand
down her own panties and Mike had unzipped and was slowly pumping
his more-than-full handful in clear view of everyone else.  Rebekah's
attention was on watching Mike's hard-on and his hand action, dreaming
of him pumping it into her.
   Kathy was hungrily sucking on Sharon's tongue as fingers worked their
way between her legs.  She hardly noticed that Barb reached up and
pulled her panties down and off of her legs.  She could smell the
leather Sharon tightly wore, but the scent of pussy was beginning to
fill the room.  Sharon tore herself away from Kathy's mouth and began
licking her nipples.  They were already pointing up by now, and they
stiffened further at the tonguing they got.
   Sharon's hand had worked Kathy's pussy up into a lather, so she knew
it was time to go down further.  She kissed her way down past the
indented belly button and taut stomach muscles into the land of blonde
fur.  Her tongue parted the way easily until she buried her face in the
aroma of wet cunt.  First she licked, then flicked, then encircled,
probed, thrust, poked, and finally jabbed with her tongue, eliciting
louder and louder moans from her victim, until Kathy shuddered, clamped
her legs onto Sharon's head and let out a scream of pleasure from the
depths of her being.  Sharon gave Kathy a very brief respite, and then
went back at it again.  Kathy had thought that she'd hit the highest of
heights as it was, and hadn't known that with only 10 seconds time out
that it could all happen again.  Sharon knew from her health class that
the female of the species are multi-orgasmic their ENTIRE lives (unlike
poor men, she thought, whose rejuvenating abilities take longer and
longer to repeat as they grow older).
   As that action began again on the bed, Rebekah scooted over to Barb
and whispered, "Can I please take my turn now, please!" Barb looked to
Dana for confirmation, and when she got the nod, whispered back, "You
want your order now, huh?  Ok, we talked about you at dinner, and here's
the one thing we want you to do: fuck us all, baby -- fuck us all!"
   Rebek had her 'go ahead', so she turned to Mike first of all.  She
took him by the hand (the one that was not already gripping himself) and
led him to the bed.  On the way he shed his drawers and then the two
reclined onto the bed next to the women who were still going at it hot
and heavy.  Beck had seen his massive amount of man-meat and wanted it
for her very own.
   He kissed her with hungry passion and she could feel his cock rubbing
the silk of her teddy almost as high as her belly button.  He felt as
solid as a rock in her arms and her breasts felt tight and swollen in
anticipation.  He began running his hands over the fabric enclosing her
chest and her pussy juices began flowing heavily.  He reached down
between her legs and unsnapped the teddy at her crotch.  He reached
further down and pulled her legs up and then up higher until her ankles
rested on his shoulders.  She was now bent into a v-shape and was fully
exposed to his pointing member.  He hit his target and slid in slowly
but surely.  When she felt filled and figured he was in all the way she
glanced down and saw that his poker was only about half-buried.  In her
position she couldn't do much to pull him in, but soon he worked his way
in further until she thought she would split.  When she knew she
couldn't take any more he was up to the hilt, his thighs resting on the
back of her upper legs and buttocks.
   Then the pumping began and she lost herself in it.  She did manage to
peel the silky fabric down and over her huge tits so that he had
something to hang onto while he rammed his way home.  Images of sequoia
trees, scud missiles, and the Sears Tower went through her mind as he
screwed her for all he was worth.
   Sharon got Kathy to squat over her in a 69 position while she laid on
the bed.  Kathy was new to same-gender sex, but lapped at Sharon the way
she'd been orally sexed, and the two of them kept up a furious pace of
alternating orgasms.  The way she was squatting over Sharon's face,
though, had her facing the bed's headboard and her backside to the crowd
of on-lookers.  With a nudge from Dana, Jim moved up to take advantage
of the "opening."  Sharon looked upside-down from between Kathy's creamy
thighs to see Jim crawling up, kneeling behind Kathy, and aiming for her
cunt from behind.  She reached a hand back between Kathy's legs and
guided him into his target.  He held onto Kath's petite waist with his
firm hands and worked his throbbing reddened prick up and into her.
Sharon enjoyed licking both of them at the same time, sometimes giving a
nice long lick from Kathy's clit down to her crack and onto his shaft
(if it was visible) and then onto his hairy balls.
   He leaned over the blonde, playing with her long tresses, and finally
reached around her with one hand to tickle and caress one of her pert
breasts.  For her part she parted her legs further to allow both of her
lovers to have full access to the place between her legs that was now
the center of her universe.  The three rocked in rhythm and soared to
new heights.
   Dana had watched all she could without getting involved, so she
stepped over to Kaz and Kiko and suggested that she cut in and borrow
him for a few minutes.  Barb followed right behind to "console" Kiko in
ways that she knew would make Dana's oriental friend forget that her
husband was with someone else.  The four took spots on the floor to
begin their own love-making.
   Dana knew that Kaz had shared "shaziku" with Jim, so she was
determined to let him have equal time.  Kaz sat back, eyes closed, and
allowed this western woman to do his thing.  She unbuttoned his shirt
and then proceeded to smother his nearly hairless chest with kisses.
But his pectorals were well developed, and he smiled as she licked and
kissed his nipples.  Soon she kissed her way down further and reached
into his elastic waist shorts to free his wang.  He was the smallest of
the men in the room, but she figured he would also be the easiest to
eat.  She pulled his shorts down and off of his legs so that he only
wore his opened shirt and socks.  She placed the engorged tip of his
cock into her mouth and began to stimulate it with her tongue, liberally
applying her own spittle to lubricate him.  She tasted the drop of pre-
come that issued forth, and it only whetted her appetite for more.  With
her hands she slowly pumped him until he was fully erect and his hips
had an insistence of their own that she take him deeper into her mouth.
She complied until she could feel him touching the back of her throat,
just as the small spasms grew larger.  He grabbed the back of her head
and held her tightly onto him as he ejaculated shudderingly.  She
resisted the urge to fight both him and the sensation of gagging, and
managed to swallow the large spurts of fluid erupting down her throat.
She knew that if she could just swallow as fast as he came she would be
alright.  But his lack of size was made up for in his longevity in
coming, and just when she thought she would either drown, have the back
of her head explode in jism, or lose her cool and gag all over him his
gushing subsided.  He released her hair and fell back in a slump.
   But Dana was not through with this well of manhood.  She sucked him
dry and then continued licking him all over his genitals.  His hardness
evolved into a soft mound of shrunken flesh, but she continued to lick
him all over and under.  She sucked on his balls, licked her way up and
down his thighs, and then worked her way underneath his cock to his
backside.  She urged him to hug his knees to his chest as she used her
tongue to continue to stimulate him.  She knew that there are as many
pleasure nerve endings in the anus as there are in the genitals, and she
was determined to stimulate everyone of them.  Kaz marvelled that a
woman was not only licking and probing his anus with her tongue, but
also that he was so turned on by the feelings.  He hugged his legs to
his chest and pulled his cheeks as far apart as possible.  It wasn't
long before his dick began to show signs of new life, but he just laid
back and let her have her way.
   Kiko, nearby on the floor, took Barbara into her arms and they kissed
deeply and wetly.  Kiko had always been secretly desirous of the
relationship that Dana and Barb shared, often fantasizing about
Barbara's large breasts.  She was not underdeveloped for an oriental
woman, offering more to Kaz than the vast majority of her Japanese
sisters could, but aside from Rebekah, Barbara's breasts were the
largest in the room.
   As Barb reached a hand up her skirt and around her panties Kiko
slipped a hand onto the fabric covering Barb's mounds of delight within.
Barb responded by using her free hand to slip the fabric over her
shoulder to expose her left teat.  Kiko gazed in wonder at such a huge
amount of pleasurable flesh and touched it gingerly.  She hardly noticed
the hand groping its way through her bush to the moist parting of skin
between her legs.  A finger slipped into her, which she did feel almost
with surprise, but it quickly withdrew and was used to smear the
slippery fluid onto Barbara's nipple.  Kiko leaned over to smell her own
scent on it and then reached her tongue out to taste what she could only
describe to herself later as ambrosia.  Her own breasts were stiffening,
and she used her tongue to explore every centimeter of the curvaceous
breast, aureola and nipple.  Barb used her own hand to squeeze it even
tighter, and Kiko tongued the hard nipple like she would have a
clitoris.  Barbara responded by reaching back up under Kiko's dress to
pull the panties down to her knees where her oriental paramour was able
to then work them off the rest of the way with her leg action.
   The two of them shifted so that Kiko lay down and Barb removed her
top so that her jugs swung down freely over the awaiting mouth.  She sat
on Kiko's belly leaned over and allowed her to suck generously.
   Finally she slowly scooted back until her chest was between Kiko's
outstretched thighs.  She positioned one of her tits right over the
oozing cunt and with her hand she guided her nipple into and around it.
Kiko sucked in her breath in pleasure, and when she felt the nipple
caressing her clit she began moaning in pleasure.  She looked over to
see Kaz obliviously moaning himself - his legs pulled up and Dana
tonguing his asshole vigorously.  She glanced back down to see Barb
kissing her belly, reaching up to caress her own tits through the halter
top, and continuing to grind her oversized mellon into her pussy.  She
arched her back and gave a long sustained moan of pleasure as the orgasm
shook her and sent pleasure all through her.
   Back on the bed Rebekah had finished satisfying Mike, and as he laid
back in exhaustion she glanced around for who to fuck next.  Jim was
pumping the blonde still in controlled fashion, so she looked over the
edge to see Kaz with a hard on letting it go to waste.  With a pat on
the rump to Mike for a job well done, she bounced over the edge to see
how she could help Dana do Kaz.
   She reached into the drawer of the nightstand next to the bed and
withdrew a curved dildo and a tube of K-Y jelly.  She waved the two at
Dana, who looked up long enough from tonguing his backside to smile in
approval.  Dana left off her mouth work and crawled up alongside Kaz's
head where he lay on the room's floor, placing a hand on his drawn up
legs to indicate that he should keep them that way.  She pulled herself
up into a kneeling position and then stepped one leg over him so that
she straddled his face.  Then, with one hand still on his legs to keep
them drawn up she slid her legs apart until his tongue was able to make
contact with her smooth-skinned beaver.
   As Kaz began licking and hotly tonguing her in return, Rebekah
smeared a healthy amount of the jelly onto the dildo, another big glop
onto his butthole, and then placed the tip in position.  His sphincter
muscles tightened, but she slowly, but inexorably penetrated him with
the hard plastic.  When she had it buried up to its hilt she then slowly
withdrew it until it was almost, but not completely, out of him.  Then
she repeated the procedure, moans escaping from around his active
tongue.
   As those three continued, and Barb continued to grind her boob into
Kiko's womanhood, and Jim, Kathy, and Sharon stayed linked up, there
came an insistent knocking on the door.
   Rebekah rammed the dildo all the way into Kaz, sprinted to the
bathroom where she grabbed the nearest towel, and headed out of the
bedroom into the motel suite's front room.  She kicked the door closed
as she exited the bedroom and wrapped the cloth around her.  She was
glad that the fabric was long enough to reach fully around her,
including her ample chest, but she noticed that it was a narrow towel
that reached from her chest to just below her crotch.  But at least she
was decent as she unbolted the door.
   Before she opened it, though, she called through, "Yes?"
   "One of the owners, ma'am, may I speak with you?" came the reply.
   'Damn,' she thought at the intrusion, 'what could be the problem?  We
haven't been partying loudly enough for anyone to report us, so what
gives?'  She debated whether to be angry or sweet, deciding that the
latter might get her the farthest with the owner.  She opened the door
with a smile on her face.
   She faced a boy and his dog.  At least that was her first impression.
Then she noticed that he stood taller than she, but was obviously either
just out of or still in high school.  The dog was no pup, either.  It
was an Irish Setter that flanked him at the end of a leash.  She opened
the door enough to stand in full view of him at which point the dog
stepped forward and began sniffing her crotch in very normal canine
fashion.  She stepped back slightly and the young man noticed his dog
and said, "Don't mind Rascal, he's just a very friendly dog."
   'Horny is more like it,' she thought.
   But to him she asked sweetly, "Is there some trouble?  And did you
say you are one of the owners?"
   "My folks own this place," he began, "and I often sit the desk in the
evenings."  As he talked the dog continued to sniff at her crotch
intently, smelling much of the evening's sexual scents on her that its
master couldn't.  She pushed the dog's head down, but couldn't get it
away from her, and as soon as she let up pressure it moved back up into
place with its sniffing.
   The motel owner's son continued, "You probably didn't notice when you
signed in that the room has a maximum capacity of six, what with fire
regulations and all, and earlier tonight one of our sanitation workers
noticed a large crowd heading into your room and reported it to my
folks.  They asked me if I'd check it out."
   Rebekah hardly heard his words as the dog had slid its nose up under
the fabric and started sniffing her right in her crotch.  The harder she
pushed its head down the harder it pushed back up.  "Would you mind if I
came in and looked around?  My name is Jack, by the way."  He leaned
forward and stretched out his hand to shake, which allowed the dog to
step even closer to her with its insistent sniffer.
   She didn't want him coming in and getting her in trouble but she
couldn't tell him to go away, so she shook his hand.  The dog, its head
angled up under the narrow towel, stopped its sniffing and extended its
very wet tongue to lick at her muskiness, but she realized that if she
were to back up into the room to get away from its probing, Jack would
follow into the room taking her movement as an invitation to enter.  She
hesitated without moving and Rascal started to really begin licking her.
The wet tongue worked more rigorously and she began to feel her own
juices adding to the wetness between her legs.  The juices were like a
reward to the dog who increased its tonguing tempo.  She didn't know
what to do, but heard a door open and close, and then Mike was up behind
her in a towel of his own asking innocently, "What seems to be the
problem, Dear?"
   He was planted firmly behind her, and Jack seemed oblivious to his
dog's doings in the shadows of the doorway as he recounted again most of
what he'd told Rebekah.  She couldn't get away, being lodged between
Mike and Rascal and finally she gave up trying to resist the dog's
insistent tonguings at the delicious dampness it had discovered.  She
closed her eyes, leaned back against the strong chest of the man behind
her and felt a the wetness increasing between her legs.
   Behind her Mike took in the situation in its entirety, but held his
place firmly behind her, inwardly smiling when she leaned back and
relaxed against him.  In reply to the inquiry to come in, he asked the
young man, "If there were more than 6 people in the room, what
consequences would there be?" and the reply was that they would all have
to vacate the room permanently, including the paying customers.
   "Hmmm.  And what would happen," Mike seemed to wonder aloud, "if
there were 9 people in the room, and 6 of them were female?  That sounds
like a disproportionate number of females if you ask me.  And what if I
told you that those six females were all no more than eight years older
than you?  Let's see, there is Barbara, who's 26, dark haired and almost
as buxom as Rebekah here, who is 22.  Then there is little Kathy, who's
21, is petite and has beautiful blonde hair down to her waist.  There's
Dana, who's 25, and has the two most perfectly formed breasts I've ever
seen."  Jack was looking on in obvious delight now.  "There's also
Sharon.  Umm umm, she is one hot brunette, especially with the leather
that she wears, and finally there is Kiko, who's oriental, with long
legs you can't imagine how it feels to have wrapped around you.  Would
it make any difference if we had nine people in the room, including
those six, any of whom would like to meet you and get to know you
better?"  Still blocking the doorway he reached around Rebekah to hold
her tightly and began kissing her neck.
   Jack finally seemed to notice what Rascal was up to, and with Mike
kissing her neck and squeezing her tight in his arms saw her shiver and
begin moaning in physical ecstasy.  He watched for a little longer as
the woman's towel worked loose from her breasts (Mike tugging a little
here and there as he squeezed her to bring about that effect) and was
mesmerized at the sight in front of him.  The towel dropped completely
away and she spread her legs for the dog's muzzle to work unhampered as
she spasmed in orgasm again.
   Mike looked up and asked again, "What do you say, which of the six
young ladies in here would you like to meet?" and stepped sideways to
allow him entry while still supporting Rebekah.
   'Yes!' Jack exulted inwardly, 'it had worked again!'  He had a deal
with the help that if they noticed any really hot babes to let him know
about it.  He hadn't checked the three co-eds in, but they'd been
noticed by his spotters and had told him about them.  He'd been watching
their room for any activity during the past couple of days, and when he
saw that they didn't have much, figured it was time for he and Rascal to
pay them a visit.
   He'd lived at the beach all his life and knew horny young women when
he saw them.  These three were obviously out for a last summer fling and
he'd decided to try to get in on it.  He'd first had success with his
"scare the customer" routine three years before back when he was
fifteen, and had scored on tenants a number of times since.  Rascal
always came along and was a real sniff artist, being an unwitting
accomplice in a process that sub-consciously told his targets what he
was after.  He'd first seen Rascal do his sniffing at women's parts when
he was fourteen, and he'd seen how women usually reacted.  That was what
got him started thinking about how he could find his way into their
rooms.  If a girl got overly pissed about the dog's sniffing then he
explained that the dog was also trained to detect drugs.  That usually
left Rascal outside tied up while he was invited inside.
   A couple of years back he remembered Rascal working his wet nose up a
girl's full-length prom dress as she stammered out unconvincing
explanations of being married.  Since then his pup had hiked up a few
skirts on occasions and gotten quite intimate with some shorts and
bathing suits, but nothing like he'd gotten away with tonight.  And now
he was being invited in with full choice of six!  He'd never been in a
room that had ever offered more than two.
   He pushed his way past the moaning woman, dropping the leash on the
way.  What Rascal was able to get away with or not was not up to him
now - it was every dog for himself.  Mike finally stepped back from the
door so that Rebekah was able to disengage herself from the dog, but for
a long moment she remained in place.  Finally she seemed to come to her
senses and disengaged herself, picked up her towel and strapped it back
on as she closed the door, but not before Rascal trotted in and took up
residence on the sofa in the front room.  Mike turned to the young man
and asked, "Which one should I call, or should I just leave you here
with Rebekah?"
   Jack looked over at the busty blonde, but his curiosity got the
better of him about the five others in the next room.  "You didn't say
how old Kiko or Sharon is," he ventured to his host.
   "Didn't I mention that?  I guess you're right.  The leather clad
Sharon is 22.  Kiko is the youngest one in the group, just over from
Japan a couple of months ago, and just a year and a half out of school
herself.  I believe she's 20, but she might still be 19.  Shall I call
one of them?"
   Jack thought about the hot Korean girl in his calc. class -- her name
was Su Yen.  Her heritage lent a mysteriousness to her that he'd always
found alluring, so he nodded to Mike in assent, and managed to croak out
"Kiko, please."
   Rebekah left with Mike, and Jack and Rascal were left alone in the
room for a minute.  Jack fished into his pocket for a doggy treat and
threw it over to his Setter with a "good boy!".  After a brief mumbled
conversation behind the door, Mike appeared again, with a really
beautiful young oriental girl/woman with him wrapped in a towel.  She
short-stepped out of the room with Mike, her eyes on the floor.
   "Let me just mention one of the ground rules before the two of you
meet.  You may go with Kiko into the bed room, but in return you leave
your clothes out here with me for security, and you promise not to
hassle the young ladies who've rented this suite.  Is that agreed?"
Jack nodded his head and in the excitement of the moment pulled his
shirt off, kicked away his shoes and socks, and then dropped his shorts.
He was just about to doff his briefs when Mike said he had enough
security.  With that he reached out Kiko's hand to his and stepped
aside.
   Just then the bedroom door opened and a stunningly sexy dark-haired
woman in her 20's appeared with absolutely nothing on.  She wore it
well, though, and Jack almost regretted the choice he'd made, but she
headed over to Mike and wrapped her arms around him.
   "Off you go," Mike said pointing to the door, as the naked brunette
whispered something like, "so this is the dog you were telling me
about."  She let go of Mike, got down on all fours, and as Jack
disappeared around the corner he thought he caught her cooing, "here
doggy doggy doggy..."

   When Mike had disappeared back into the bedroom earlier he'd quickly
apprised everyone of the situation, explaining that the owners' teenaged
child had them over a barrel and had agreed to drop the hassle for a
quickie from one of them.  He hadn't made it clear whether this person
was male or female, and had asked them each whether they were willing to
be considered.  They had each agreed to be available as a choice, and so
it was then that he finally told them it was an 18 year old male, who
had chosen Kiko.  Kaz wasn't happy about the arrangement, but they had
each given their word, and it was a way of saving their three young
hostess's honor, so he'd given his nod of agreement to Kiko.  While she
had put on a towel to go out for the 'inspection', Mike had had a
hurriedly quiet conversation with Barb, pointing to the next room as
they did so.
   Now Kiko was returning to the dimness of the bedroom with her young
charge in tow.  He'd been told that there were six others in the room
awaiting their return but it hadn't been real to him until he entered
and saw them all staring at him.  Kiko led him to the bed, where he
self-consciously sat beside her.  Kathy moved from where she had been
sitting on a chair over to where Kaz was reclining on the floor.  She
figured that it would go easier on him, having seen his frowns at the
teenager, if he was distracted.
   Kiko stepped back onto the floor and positioned herself between
Jack's legs and slowly removed the towel.  Her breasts were firm and her
nipples pointy and hard as they were unveiled.  She was determined to
make this young man satisfied that he had chosen her so that he wouldn't
come back and hassle their new found friends.  With both hands she
reached back and drew her hair from behind her shoulders to the front,
and then extended her arms up high in a long and languid stretch that
showed off her taut body to its fullest.  From between narrowed eyes she
looked down at him smiling, and then wetted her lips with deliberation.
She eased down to her knees and reached out to grab the waist band of
his briefs.  He wiggled a little to allow her to draw them down his
legs.  She moved from between his knees to pull them all the way down
and off of his feet.
   Despite her sexual advances, his self-consciousness persisted in the
form of a half erect cock.  He tried to tune out the others in the room
but hadn't completely achieved it.  He heard and sensed that most were
beginning new encounters of their own when the bedroom door opened
briefly and Mike stepped back in.
   "Just need to borrow the jelly, if I might Rebekah?"
   "How about I bring it out personally and join you two?" she replied.
   He smiled back wickedly and said, "Perfect.  Join us, but it's us
three," he corrected.
   "Woof," was her answer as she headed for the door with him.
   Kiko determined that Jack was not yet ripe for the plucking, and
'plucking' was what she definitely wanted to do to him.  So she moved
back up between his legs, tickling them with her nails as her hands
worked their way up.  Soon she got a handful of him, which aided his
erection slightly.  Leaning over him she wrapped her lips around the
head of his cock and gently began tonguing him.  She could feel the head
swell a little more at this treatment, so she allowed him a little
further entrance.  Her tongue worked up and down the underside of his
ever-stiffening member.  The harder he got the further she allowed him
into her mouth until he was both fully stiffened and fully enveloped.
She bobbed her head on him a couple of times and then disengaged herself
completely, afraid that he would come too quickly.
   She stepped up onto the bed beside him and lay down on her back, both
legs bent at the knee, but one up and one leaning towards him on the
bed.  She extended her arms to him, offering herself for embrace and he
rolled over toward her and into the proffered arms.
   Their lips met in a wet and lusty kiss, her mouth opening to his
probing tongue.  Soon their tongues were dancing circles around each
other and she could feel his chest pressing onto her breasts
insistently.  They held each other tightly, he positioning himself on
top of her finally.  After some ineffective hip thrusts his manhood met
her womanhood and gained entrance.  She stretched her legs apart and
then around him, scissoring him into her even further.  This impeded his
thrusting action a little, but it prolonged their arousal.
   Down on the floor Kathy had found her way atop Kaz and was riding him
for all she was worth.  Jim, too, was on the floor, Sharon riding him
upright with Dana straddling his face backwards so that the two women
faced each other.  They had formed a pyramid - Dana and Sharon kissing
each other and fondling each other's breasts simultaneously.  Again the
air filled with the sweet odor of sex, and they all breathed it in as
deeply as they could.  A slight racket from the next room affirmed that
the others were creating and breathing a similar scent.

   When Rebekah had entered the front room with Mike where Barb was
waiting, the three had a conversation something like this:
   "He is beautiful."
   "Certainly is.  And big!"
   "The question is, how big?"
   "I guess we'll find out."
   "Mike says you were really into it earlier."
   "More like the other way around, but yeah, I sure was."
   "Wanna give it another try?"
   "Why don't you.  I'm still recovering from my first experience."
   "Thanks.  How'd you do it?"
   "Yeah, down on the floor would probably be easier."
   "Should I lean over further, or should I stay up on all fours?
Like this?"
   "That looks about right."
   "Come here, look what we have for you.  That's it, here.
   "Let me help him up."
   "Sure is heavy."
   "Hmmm."
   "Do you think smelling will help?"
   "I don't know.  Let me give him a hand first."
   "Ok."
   "There we go.  Down.  Good.  How's that?"
   "I think he likes that!"
   "That's becoming quite apparent isn't it.  Things are looking up now
aren't they?"
   "Hurry up, please.  Use some more jelly, and then pass it over to
me."
   "Are you ready?  I think this will go much better this time."
   "I sure am!  Let's get on with it!"
   "Ok, here we go again.  Umph!  Ok, maybe spread your legs further."
   "I think he's close, let me just... yeah, like that... oh, that's
it...yeah, oooh, yeah, ooooooooooohhhhhh myyyyyyyyyy gawdddddddddddddd!
ooo...ooo...ooo...ooo...ooo...ooo..."
   "How're you doing?"
   "(glrph!)"

   Mike:  "I wonder how long she can take it..."
   Barb:  "Why not try it yourself and see how well YOU do?"
   "It might prove to be an interesting comparison test."

   "ooo...I...ooo...think...ooo...I'm...ooo...going...ooo...to...ooo...
split...ooo...apart...ooo..."

   "Barb, she looks like she's enjoying herself."
   "Well, try not to look so jealous.  You're next, ok?"
   "Alright, but if this goes on any longer I may just horn in."
   "Here, let me keep you occupied..."

   In the bedroom Kiko had milked the young man dry and now Dana was up
on the bed next to her sucking her still tender breasts.  Young Jack lay
exhausted on the bed next to them, and although Kiko had satisfied him
it wasn't mutual.  Dana sucked and nibbled while reaching her hand down
between the slim legs' apex to caress and stroke the downy cleft.
   Sharon had finished off Jim on the floor and looked up to see the two
entwining on the bed.  She remembered her earlier fantasy of having
those oriental eyes staring up into her own from between her legs, so
she moved up onto the bed.  She began by kissing the other breast and
then kissed her way up to Kiko's red pouty lips.  She licked her face
extensively and then planted her lips on Kiko's in a damp kiss.  Kiko's
tongue snaked up and into her mouth, and then began flicking her tongue
in a most suggestive way.
   Sharon turned her body around, not losing contact with her kiss.
Then she broke off their mouth contact and stepped up and over Kiko's
eagerly awaiting face.  Dana stopped off tonguing the now swollen breast
and slid down between Kiko's legs.  Sharon laid down on top of her in a
top and bottom 69 position, that brought her own face into proximity
with Dana's.  Dana leaned forward and kissed her briefly, then dropped
down slightly to begin kissing and licking Kiko's muskiness.  She and
Sharon took turns eating Kiko, while Kiko happily slurped Sharon's
nether regions.
   Jack looked on in incredulity, feasting his eyes on the brunette,
dirty blonde and oriental girl all arranged for his viewing pleasure.
Then the phone rang.
   Someone in the next room answered it, spoke briefly, then entered the
bedroom and motioned to him to come and answer it.  He entered the front
room and saw Rascal sleeping peacefully on the floor.  Barb and Rebekah
also lay sleeping in each other's arms on the couch.  Mike went back
over and sat on the floor by the couch and petted the dog in its sleep.
   Jack had a quick conversation with the current desk attendant.  He
hung up and swore out loud.
   "What's up?" Mike asked.
   "It's my mom.  She's headed over here to see if everything is okay.
I'd better try to head her off."  He grabbed his shirt and shorts and
headed back through the bedroom to the poolside door.  He had just
donned his clothes and stepped out of the door onto the walled deck when
he saw his mother walking up the sidewalk towards the room.  The deck he
stood on was about half a story up, with a belly-high wooden wall
surrounding it, a gate and steps down to the sidewalk that led to the
motel's pool.
   "Jack.  Is that you?" she called as she approached, worry evident in
her voice.
   "Sure thing mom."
   "Sanders at the desk said that you had to leave to check someone's
room out for a problem.  Is everything ok?"  She stopped walking and
stood even with him on the sidewalk, looking up at him half a story
above her.
   He glanced back to see the three women from the bed crawling out on
all fours through the door.
   "I think everything is alright.  I was just checking on a possible
party going on."  In horror he glanced down to see Dana reaching up and
then pulling his shorts back off of him.  Sharon began kissing his legs
and licking them as well.  Kiko began fondling his buttocks.  In spite
of himself his erection began to become apparent.
   With an herculean effort he looked back at his mother and told her
that the people in the room had invited him in to chat and stuff, so if
it was okay with her, could he come, oops, could he stay awhile?
   She agreed, but then began to complain to him once again about his
dad, and how so much needed to be done to fix up the rooms.  He listened
and nodded in silence, and she didn't even notice when he closed his
eyes for almost five full seconds.  Dana had begun sucking his full-
sized prick while the other two continued to kiss and excitedly touch
him.
   Then he felt his cheeks pried apart and something hard pressing into
him.  He braced himself with his hands, leaning slightly forward against
the wooden wall and he just knew that Kiko had found a dildo.  There was
nothing he could do to stop them without giving himself away in front of
his mother, and they did their best to make him break his silence.  To
his mother it looked like he was raptly listening, his lips pursed, a
serious look covering his face.  She prattled on for another minute
before finally bidding him adieu and ambling back towards the office.
   Just as she was out of earshot he let out a large bellow and shot his
wad into Dana's hungry mouth.  Kiko began ramming his ass with the dildo
in time to his strokes into her neighbor's mouth and Sharon helped by
giving him a hand and pumping him in the right direction.  Soon his
recently depleted resources gave out and his stiffness went with it.
   The young ladies gathered up his shorts, and as he leaned against the
railing in exhaustion they scooted back inside and locked the door
behind them.  He heard the click and knew that he'd gotten too greedy
with this bunch and used his shirt to cover his privates as he dashed
through the shadows as best he could to get back to his own place and
some clothes.  He forgot about his dog until the next morning.
   Rascal didn't feel forsaken, though, as he had found a room full of
willing "bitches".  His tongue and privates were constantly in use, the
"bitches" taking turns in amazement that his erection didn't ever seem
to deflate.  They seemed to find it unusual that a single hump could
last longer than a half-hour and would quit and allow another to take
her place before he could finish with any of them.  The small oriental
one lasted the longest, but the breasty brunette gave him the best ride.
   Whichever was next in line got a good licking first, and he lapped at
the furry patches that exuded such delicious wetness in delight.  From
between their legs poured forth a juice that must have originated from a
bottomless well in doggie heaven.  No, Rascal didn't lack for human
companionship all night long.  Early the next morning one of them poured
him a dish of milk and then let him out the front door, a tired but
happy doggy.
   The crowd stirred in the early morning light, and with kisses all
around the co-eds parted from their newly found beach buddies.  The
memories they had created the night before, though, would remain with
them the rest of their lives.