https://www.literotica.com/s/whores-strippers-and-prostitutes Whores, Strippers, and Prostitutes 2 As told me by Hank for me to write, this is a true story about his mother, Dolly, his grandmother, Loretta, and his great grandmother, Rose. 3 Introduction: 4 "Whore!" 5 Many people have called my mother a whore, especially women, especially jealous women. Yet, not offended by mere names and labels, my mother, Dolly, is, indeed, a whore. Rather than feeling shame for being a whore, she shrugs and laughs at their insults. If anything, her choice, she likes being a whore. 6 She's proud to be a whore. Not only was she a whore, still is a whore, and will always be a whore but also, she worked downtown as a stripper. I don't know about you but I don't know of any strippers who aren't whores. I'm proud to write that my whore of a MILF of a mother had the sexy and shapely body, and still has the sexy and shapely body, to be a stripper and an in-demand whore. 7 Seriously, think about it. With most mothers short, obese, and out of shape, how many sons can say that their mothers have a good enough of a body to be a stripper? Can you envision your small breasted and/or fat assed mother stripping off her clothes while dancing around a pole as horny, cheering men throw dollar bills at her feet and tuck them in her G-string? Sadly, and the undeniable truth, once most women are married with children, no longer having the time and money that they had to primp and pamper themselves when dating, too many mothers let themselves go. 8 True, many wives can say the same thing about their husbands. Once they're married, no longer taking pride in their appearance and never dressing up again, they wear jeans, flannel shirts, and baseball caps. Once they're married, they may not shower and/or shave every day. Once their married, they eat whatever they want and drink as much as they want. In the same way that women pack on the weight and don't exercise, done with all of that now that they're married with kids, men pack on the weight and don't exercise either. 9 'Fat, fat, fat, unless they're single and looking for a partner for sex everyone is fat. With everyone having donuts for breakfast, fast food for lunch, and pizza or Chinese food for dinner, seemingly, everyone is fat. They work all day and, forget about exercising, they flop themselves on the couch and watch TV all night. Except for my MILF of a mother, my GILF of a grandmother, and my GGILF of a great grandmother most women are fat,' I thought while staring at my sexy Mom, my shapely grandmother, and my attractive, great grandmother. 10 # # # 11 Yet, unless women have career type jobs and are making good money, men support women to stay at home with their children. Granted, that's not an easy job and most times a thankless job to do but men pay women to do that. Just as giving men sex whenever they want and as much as they want, staying at home cooking, cleaning, doing laundry, running errands, and taking care of the kids is their job. 12 For men to continue working and earn more money, women must do their jobs. They signed on for that when they vowed to love, honor, and obey. I know that it's a sexist thing for me to write but it's the truth. Sometimes, the truth can be an eyeopener and an awakening that will set you free. 13 Unfortunately, whether it's the man or the woman looking to stray, now that they're no longer naively blinded by love, how dare they go back on their marriage vows? Legally binding, a contract is a contract. Until death do they part, they stood before God, their family, and their friends to swear their forever love for one another and to one another. The same advice that applies to football players, applies to housewives and to husbands. Quoting coach Bill Belichick of the New England Patriots, "Just do your job." 14 No longer wearing makeup, doing their hair, and infrequently shaving their legs and other areas, many married women no longer care about their physical appearance in the way that they did when they were dating and trying to hook a man. Instead of wearing a sexy, pretty dress, they wear sweatshirts, sweatpants, and sneakers. Instead of wearing a short, sheer, low-cut, and sexy nightgown to bed they're covered in long, flannel, granny nightgowns or flannel pajamas from head to toe. They may as well wear a sign around their neck that reads, 'My pussy and my mouth are closed. No sex tonight or any night.' 15 Seriously, with them looking frumpy instead of sexy, who wants to have sex with them? Is it any wonder why so very men cheat on their wives? If married women with children took the same pride in their appearance as they once did when they were dating and trying to trap a man into supporting them for the rest of their lives, life would be so different. If married women still looked hot for their husbands, there'd no longer be the need for strip clubs, prostitution, and porn. Everything that men sexually wanted would already be waiting for them in their bedrooms. 16 "Why go out for hamburger when I have steak at home," said the late, great Paul Newman about his wife, Joanne Woodward? 17 # # # 18 Yet, once women have babies, too many women no longer have sex. Once they're done dating your ass and marrying your ass, too many women no longer give blowjobs. Forget about them wanting a cum bath, forget about them swallowing your cum, too many women no longer suck cock. Sexless wives are why 'the other' women make their living prostituting themselves and having paid for sex with your husbands. Sexless wives and cheating husbands, along with money issues, are the main reasons for failed marriages and divorce. 19 Admittedly, even though I write this stuff, I wouldn't have an audience if you didn't read this stuff. Think about it. How would you feel if your wife stared at naked, erect pricks in the way that you stare at big, naked breasts? How would you feel if your wife sexually commented on other men in the way that you always sexually comment on other women? How would you feel if your wife sexually lusted over other men in the way that you sexually lusted over other women? 20 No longer present in your sexual relationships, you're sexually thinking of someone else when you should be thinking of her. Even when you're having sex with your wife, you're thinking about having sex with her mother, her sister, your mother, or your sister. Even when your wife is stroking your cock while sucking your cock, you're thinking about your neighbor, your co-worker, her best friend, or some hot celebrity stroking your cock while sucking your cock. What's wrong with you? Is it any wonder why your wife no longer wants to blow you? 21 Think about it because it's true but did you know that reading and/or watching porn is akin to cheating on your wife. Whether she's someone you see on the street, neighbors, co-workers, or relatives, you're taking time and your feelings away from your woman by lusting over another woman. How dare you? What's wrong with you to cheat on your wife and the mother of your children, whether physically or in your heart and in your mind? That's just nasty. You're nasty. 22 With you no longer physically, mentally, and emotionally there in your sexual relationship, is it any wonder why your wife no longer doesn't want to have sex with you? Duh? What the Hell are you thinking? Your differences are just as much your fault as it is her fault. It takes two to ruin a relationship. 23 After you read this story and all of my stories, I want you to turn off your computer until next Saturday when I post another story. I want you to make out with your wife as if she's a porn star while stripping her naked. I want you to lick her pussy while fingering her pussy. I want you to give your wife a sexually orgasm with your fingers and your tongue. 24 Then, not nearly done there, I want you to make love to your wife before fucking her hard and fast enough for her to cum. Maybe then, she'll take your in her mouth again. Maybe then, she'll not only suck your cock but also will allow you to cum in her mouth and even allow you to give her a cum bath. 25 "Good luck and you're welcome for me saving your marriage." 26 # # # 27 Whores, Strippers, and Prostitutes 28 A loving son not only has incestuous sex with his mother but also, he has incestuous sex with his grandmother and great grandmother. 29 Author's Note: 30 This is a true story as told to me by Hank, not Henry nor Harry but Hank, just Hank. He was named after Hank Williams, the country music legend from the late 40's and early 50'. His forty-one-year-old mother, Dolly, aka Cherry, Kitty, and Bambi, named after Dolly Parton, loved country/western music, too. With her dyed, blonde hair, her pretty face, and her double D, bra cup breasts, she resembled a taller and younger version of Dolly Parton, especially when she was singing and playing her guitar. 31 Dolly's mother, Hank's grandmother, Loretta, aka Bunny, Cashmere, and Diamond was named after Loretta Lynn and loved country-western music, too. Like mother, like daughter, Loretta had a pair of double D breasts, too. Big breasted women ran in their family as all of the women were either a D cup or a double D cup. 32 A musical family, when they weren't stripping off their clothes while dancing around a pole, they played music and sang together. Dolly played the fiddle, the guitar, the banjo, and the mandolin. Loretta played the accordion and the piano while singing. Rose played the mouth organ when not singing. Sometimes, to earn a few extra dollars, when not stripping, resplendent with color coordinated cowgirl hats and boots, they'd play for weddings and special event gatherings at the VFW while wearing their sexiest, country-western outfits. 33 If only the men that they musically entertained knew that they were all whores, strippers, and prostitutes, wouldn't they be surprised? If they all knew that they were all whores, strippers and prostitutes, instead of having them entertain them musically, they'd want the women to entertain them sexually. They'd gladly install a pole for them to dance around while stripping off their clothes. Instead of playing their musical instruments while singing, they'd much rather have the women play their sexual instruments while sucking and fucking. 34 A family tradition, Dolly's fifty-nine-year-old mother, Loretta, worked as a stripper in the late 80's. Dolly's grandmother, seventy-six-year-old Rose, aka Feathers, Bubbles, and Silky worked as a stripper in the late 60's to earn her living, too. Another family tradition, just out of high school, Dolly, Loretta, and Rose were all pregnant by their 18th birthdays. With Dolly not knowing who the father was, with the help of her mother and grandmother, they raised Hank, her baby, on their own. 35 # # # 36 Unlike many of my friends' mothers, my mother was the definition of MILF, a mother that I'd like to fuck. Actually, unlike many sons who sexually fantasized of having sex with their mothers, I have fucked her many times and hope to continue to fuck her forever. Sexy and shapely, she never left the house without looking like a million dollars. A real, head turner, every man would turn to look, stare, and ogle her as she walked by them on the street. A real, sexy mama, every woman would give her looks of envy while wishing that they looked like her. 37 Retired now, she made good money stripping. She'd earn much more money posing topless while wearing her G-string, than she'd earn working as a hostess at a restaurant. She'd earn much more money undressing herself while dancing than she'd earn as a private secretary for a man who ogled her and copped cheap, desperate, and inappropriate, sexual feels of her sexy and shapely body. Unembarrassed and unashamed, she earned extra money on the side prostituting herself and sucking and fucking cocks at private parties. 38 "I'm tired, Hank," said my mother coming home from work and kicking off her high heels. "My back hurts and my shoulders are sore. Do me a favor, Sweetie. Massage my aching back and my sore shoulders." 39 Fortunately, for me, once a stripper always a stripper, as if she was still stripping on stage, she'd stand, turn to face me, and seductively stare at me. Unembarrassed and unashamed, as if I was a customer holding a fistful of dollar bills and this was my first time seeing my mother in her big, white, low-cut, and sexy brassiere, she'd slowly unbutton and remove her blouse. Then, reaching around herself while sexily teasing me, she'd slowly remove her bra in front of me while I stared at her big, double D cup, naked breasts. 40 'The obvious benefits of being a stripper's son, I love my mother's big tits,' I thought. 41 She'd move to the couch to lay on her stomach for me to give her a deep tissue, back and shoulder massage. Obediently obeying her by giving my mother what she wanted and needed, I massaged her naked back and shoulders. When she lay on her stomach, her big tits stuck out from both sides of her. Unable to resist while massaging her back, but controlling myself from reaching beneath her to finger her big, erect nipples, I groped and felt the sides of her exposed, naked breasts. 42 "My knees hurt. I've been on my knees all night," she'd say with a dirty laugh, no doubt from all of the blowjobs that she gave in the VIP room. "Put some of that heat ointment on my knees, too," she said turning on her back and pushing her feet back to raise her knees. 43 When she raised her knees, the hem of her short skirt fell all the way back to expose her bright, white, panty clad pussy. In the way that I stared at my mother's naked breasts, I stared at her panties. I loved seeing her panties as much as I love seeing her naked tits. After massaging her back and shoulders, and rubbing ointment on her knees, I was tempted to rub my mother's pussy through her panties. 44 As if I was massaging her naked ass, which I've done many times, I lovingly applied soothing ointment to her knees. Never tiring of seeing my mother's naked breasts, I paid special attention to her big tits. After she moved from her stomach to her back for me to apply some heat ointment to her knees, as my special treat for giving her a back massage, she'd allow me to have my wicked, sexual way with her naked breasts. She'd allow me to touch them, feel them, and fondle her big breasts. 45 More than any other woman's tits, I truly loved my mother's big tits. An admitted big, breast lover, all the women in my family have big tits. I touched, felt, and fondled my mother's tits as if I had never groped her tits before. Then, when she closed her eyes to softly sleep, I'd pull, turn, and twist her nipples while sucking her big tits. It's one thing to for me to have my wicked, sexual way with a woman's naked breasts but it's something else entirely for me to have my wicked, sexual way with my mother's naked breasts. 46 'How many sons wished they could see their mother's naked breasts,' I wondered while staring at my mother's big, naked tits. 'How many sons wished they could touch, feel, fondle, and grope their mother's naked breasts. How many sons wished they could pull, turn, and twist their mother's nipples? Then, I stared at my mother's bright while panties while wanting to have sex with her. 'How many sons wished they could see their mother's panties in the way that I'm seeing them now?' 47 "That feels good what you're doing to my nipples, Hank, but you're making me all wet," she said turning her head to give me a sexually aroused look with her naughty smile. "Do me a favor, after I shower, I want you to eat me. I want you to eat your mother. I love it when you finger my pussy while licking my cunt with one hand and fingering my nipples with your other hand," said my mother. "I need to cum and I love it when you give me a sexual orgasm by giving me oral sex." 48 # # # 49 After working as a stripper and, then, prostituting herself all night, I was happy to eat my mother's cunt. As if I've never seen her naked before, I watched as she emerged from the shower and, as if she was my woman instead of my mother, she entered her bedroom naked. I felt so lucky. 50 'How many men wished that they could see their mothers, especially their MILF of a mothers naked,' I thought? How many men wished that they could have their wicked, sexual way with their mothers' naked breasts and their mother's naked pussies? How many men wished they could give their mothers' sexual pleasure by fingering and licking their cunts.' 51 With her ready for me to eat her, as soon as she climbed on the bed and spread her legs, I took my usual position. Where most men only think of their own sexual satisfaction, especially when with a prostitute, they seldom give a whore any sexual pleasure. Never thinking of her as a whore but as my mother, I wanted to give her sexual pleasure. Determined to make her cum, I rubbed her clit, while fingerfucking her pussy and licking her cunt. Then, reaching up with my other hand, I pulled, turned, and twisted her erect nipples. 52 "Hank. Oh, Hank. Don't stop. Please don't stop. Mommy is cumming. Mommy is cumming. Rub me harder. Finger me deeper. I'm almost there," she said with sexual arousal. "I'm almost there. Don't stop." 53 As if she was alone in her bedroom masturbating herself, no longer having to roleplay and pretend her sexual arousal for Johns, she had a quiet orgasm. I allowed her a few moments to enjoy the afterglow of sex before continuing. 54 Then, I climbed down from her bed and stood beside her. When she rolled over to me, I moved closer to her mouth for her to stroke and suck my cock. She took me in her hand to stroke me and finger the head of my prick with her manicured fingers before taking me in her mouth to suck me. 55 Even now, after so very many times that my mother has blown me, it was still difficult to wrap my head around her was sucking my prick. She was such and experienced cocksucker. Even better than the blowjobs that I received from my grandmother and the gum jobs that I received from my great grandmother; my mother always gave me the best blowjobs that I ever had. 56 Chapter 1.2 As if I was dreaming it or sexually fantasizing it, always such a sexually exciting sight to see, my mother stared up at me with her bright, blue eyes with my dick buried in her mouth. I couldn't believe that she was willingly and consensually sucking my cock while stroking my cock. As if I had never ejaculated cum in her mouth many times before, I couldn't wait to explode a full load of cum in her mouth now. 58 "Suck it, Mom. Blow me. I need to cum in your beautiful mouth," I said putting a gentle hand behind her dyed, blonde hair. 59 Determined to make me cum, she stroked me faster and sucked me deeper. 60 "Cum Hank. Cum in Mommy's mouth," she said enticing me to cum. 61 Always the obedient son, as soon as she told me to cum, I did. I filled my mother's mouth with all that I had. I watched her swallow. Then, when she smiled up at me, I leaned down and kissed her before climbing back in bed with her. I spooned and cuddled her knowing that we'd be making love the next morning before fucking one another. 62 # # # 63 "Whore!" 64 My grandmother, Loretta, is a whore, too. Retired now, she worked a stripper in the 80's. Sex for money, like mother like daughter, she prostituted herself at private parties, too. Sexually servicing lots of horny men at private parties is where the real money is. 65 "Whore!" 66 All in the family, my great grandmother, Rose, is a whore, too. Long retired, she worked as a stripper in the 60's. Again, like mother like daughter, and like granddaughter, a family tradition, anything sexual to make a buck, she prostituted herself at private parties, too. 67 Paying in advance before services were rendered, what they didn't earn dancing around a pole to music while slowly stripping off their clothes, they earned giving hand jobs, blowjobs, and fucking men for an agreed upon price. My mother, grandmother, and great grandmother were all are talented cocksuckers and still are. I should know. From the time that I turned 18-years-old, I had sex with them all and am still having sex with three generations of my blood related, female relatives. 68 Think about it. How many young men are lucky enough to not only see their mothers naked but also to see their grandmothers and great grandmothers naked, too? How many young men are lucky enough to not only have incestuous sex with their mothers but also to have forbidden sex with their grandmothers and their great grandmothers, too? I'm the luckiest man in the world. 69 My mother, grandmother, and great grandmother continue to give me the best sex that I've ever had. They give me better sex then I'd ever receive from any woman my age. With them all talented cocksuckers, they give me the very best blowjobs. They not only allow me to cum in their mouths but also, they allow me to cum all over their faces and across their naked breasts. Never have I ever received better blowjobs from anyone other than my mother, my grandmother, and my great grandmother. 70 Again, to quote Paul Newman, "Why go out for hamburger when I have steak at home?" 71 Certainly, my mother, grandmother, and great grandmother, all tender and juicy, are the filet mignon of whores. 72 # # # 73 To help one another financially, as if peas in a pod, sharing their expenses between the three women, Dolly lived with her mother and grandmother. With them all having similar, sexual backgrounds and with them all having had enough of men, they didn't need a man to take care of them, to tell them what to do, and to steal their money. With them all having money saved for their retirements, they could take care of themselves. Done with men, they couldn't count how many lying, cheating, and stealing men they had gone through in their lives. 74 The only man they enjoyed having around was Hank. With Hank needing their sexual, emotional, and/or loving attention, they gave him all of the attention that he needed. After graduating college, with him a breath of fresh air, tired of having to deal with perverts and degenerates to earn a living, he lived with them, too. So very proud of him, with Dolly, Loretta, and Rose barely finishing high school, he was the first in their family to not only attend college but also to graduate from a higher place of learning. 75 An understatement, the three women were close, and, perhaps, because of their backgrounds as whores, strippers, and prostitutes, with none of them having any secrets, they were as thick as thieves. Savvy and smart, they knew their way around scams, swindles, and grifters. Having been there and done all of that, no longer trusting anyone, especially men, no one could pull the wool over their eyes. No longer blinded by love and by the charm that men held over them in the past, to say that they were all out for themselves, was an understatement. 76 Dolly, Loretta, and Rose were like Thelma and Louise on steroids. They'd take care of any man who tried to sexually, emotionally, or physically abuse them. God forbid the man who'd try to swindle them. In the way that Susan Sarandon as Louise shot the man who raped Geena Davis as Thelma, any one of the three women would eagerly put a gun to any man's head and gladly pull the trigger. With no one suspecting them of that kind of deadly, violent behavior, what was left of his remains would be pushing up weeds in their backyard. 77 Lucky for Hank, Dolly, Loretta, and Rose were unashamed and unembarrassed to walk around him in their sheer and sexy nightgowns without having the modesty to wear a robe. They routinely walked around him in their low-cut bras and sheer and sexy panties, topless, and even naked. Hank not only saw his mother in her bra and panties, topless, and even naked but also, he saw his grandmother, and his great grandmother, in all manner of undress, too. Eager and sexually excited to return the favor of their nudity with his nudity, he walked around them naked, too. 78 With them only having one bathroom for three women and for him to share, his mother, his grandmother, and his great grandmother routinely dressed and undressed in front of him. As long as he didn't flush the toilet, they allowed him to pee when they were showering or bathing. Thinking that it was funny to shock him, sometimes, they'd even give him a deliberate flashing show by standing up in the tub or opening the shower door while laughing. As if he was the pizza delivery man, they wore towels that always deliberately fell around their naked bodies. 79 Accustomed to being naked in front of men, morals as well as modesty were non-existent in their home. Suffice to write, with them all looking ten-years younger and acting more like teenagers, Hank had sex with not only his mother but also, he had sex with his grandmother and with his great grandmother, too. Keeping them younger with his compliments and his sexual attention, with him the only man in the house, a job that he looked forward to doing well, he regularly, sexually serviced all three women. As if they were his own private harem, they sexually serviced him, too. 80 With all three women so very sexually different in bed, he never tired or was bored of having sex with his mother, his grandmother, and/or with his great grandmother. After a while, so very commonplace and paying them no nevermind, seeing his mother's, grandmother's, and great grandmother's naked breasts, naked asses, and naked pussies so very many times was like seeing naked women at a nude beach. Especially on Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Year's, one can only imagine what the holidays must have been like at their house. 81 # # # 82 "Happy New Year, Hank," said Dolly kissing and hugging her son. 83 A breast man who was sexually attracted to women with big tits, he felt and fondled his mother's huge breasts and fingered her nipples through her clothes. Suffice to write that Hank loved his mother's big, double D, cup breasts. Unable to keep his hands off of them, he loved touching them, feeling them, fondling them, groping them, and sucking them. Whether through her clothes or if she was topless, making her feel special, Dolly loved the sexual attention that her son paid her and her big breasts, too. 84 "Happy New Year, Hank," said Loretta kissing and hugging her grandson. 85 In the way that he felt his mother's big breasts, he felt his grandmother's big breasts too. Not done groping his grandmother, he reached around her to feel her firm and round ass. Great exercise and a good way to stay in shape, his mother, grandmother, and even great grandmother had great asses and toned stomachs from climbing the pole for years. 86 "Oh, Hank, you naughty boy. You're always as horny as I am," said his grandmother with a dirty laugh. 87 With them still having a pole in the bedroom, as if they were still working as strippers, they still climbed the pole for exercise and to stay toned. Whether feeling her ass through her clothes or groping her naked ass, when he wasn't feeling, fondling, and groping their tits, he was always feeling and squeezing his mother's, grandmother's, and great grandmother's asses. He never tired of feeling their nearly naked and/or naked bodies. 88 "Happy New Year, Hank," said Rose. 89 Not to be denied her great grandson's sexual attention, never shy or embarrassed, she parted his lips with her tongue and stuck her tongue in her great grandson's mouth while fondling his erect prick through his pants. 90 "Happy New Year, Granny Rose," said Hank. 91 In the way that he felt and fondled his mother's and his grandmother's tits, he felt his great grandmother's tits, too. They all had such big and firm breasts with huge nipples. With him being such a breast man, especially a big breasts man, Hank loved his great grandmother's breasts, as much as he loved his grandmother's and mother's breasts. 92 'Tits, tits, and more tits, I love tits, especially big tits,' he thought every time he touched, felt, fondled, and groped his mother, grandmother, and great grandmother's breasts. 93 Whether feeling their naked breasts or feeling their breasts through their clothes, it didn't matter to him. He just loved having his wicked, sexual way with their tits. With them always welcoming his touches, feels, and gropes, they seemingly loved him fondling their breasts as much as he loved feeling their tits. 94 Always horny and sexually aroused, Rose loved her great grandson. One of her favorite things to do, she loved having sex with him. She'd have sex with him anytime and anywhere. Her specialty was removing her teeth to give her great grandson gum jobs. A win/win for both, she loved sucking his cock without her dentures as much as he loved receiving gum jobs from his great grandmother. 95 "Suck my cock, Granny Rose. Blow me. I need to cum in your mouth," said Hank gently moving her to her knees and putting a gentle hand behind his great grandmother's, gray-haired head. 96 With her nearly 80-years-old, in the way that Jane Fonda still was, but without all of that plastic surgery, Granny Rose was still sexy and shapely. Fun to be around, he was never bored having sex with his great grandmother in the way that he was always sexually excited to have sex with his grandmother and mother. All three women, his mother, his grandmother, and his great grandmother were all so very sexual. They were what all women should be. Unlike other women their age, they'd never be caught dead in public without their face on and hair done while wearing a flannel nightgown. 97 "I love sucking your big, hard prick," said Granny Rose. "I can't wait for you to cum in my mouth. I can't wait to swallow your cum. I can't wait for you to give me a cum bath and cum all over my face, in my hair, and across my naked breasts, she said removing the straps from her sexy nightgown to allow it to fall to her waist. "Feel my tits, Hank. Finger my nipples. Pull, turn, and twist them. I love having my nipples fingered while I suck your prick," she said. 98 He felt her tits and fingered her erect nipples while he humped her mouth as she stroked him harder and faster. He fucked her face while she sucked him deeper. Then, when he ejaculated a load of cum in her mouth, she swallowed all that he gave her before licking his cock clean. She smiled as if proud that she could get him to cum in her elderly mouth by stroking and sucking his cock. He smiled, helped her to stand, and gave her a long, wet kiss for a blowjob well done. 99 # # # 100 For someone who loved big, breasted women and who enjoyed having incestuous sex with his mother and forbidden sex with his grandmother and great grandmother, Hank had it made. He couldn't have imagined a better sexual scenario than this. As if he had dreamt it and sexually fantasized it, his life couldn't get any better than this. He had sex night and day with a different woman. With none of them ever turning him done, he had sex whenever he wanted it. 101 Seriously, how many mothers, grandmothers, and/or great grandmothers would allow their sons, grandsons, and/or great grandsons to deliberately or unintentionally see them naked? Tell me the truth and be honest, have you ever seen your mother, your grandmother, and/or your great grandmother naked? If you have seen them naked, how did you see them naked? Where they embarrassed, ashamed, or did they deliberately expose their naked bodies to you? 102 "Don't come in here, Hank, I'm naked," he imagined his mother, grandmother, and/or great grandmother saying. 103 Only, they'd never say that to him. Not the typical shy, embarrassed, obesely out of shape, and modest women, they loved parading around him while wearing their sheer, short, sexy, and low-cut nightgowns. They loved him seeing them in their low-cut bras and sexy panties, topless, and/or naked. They loved flashing him their naked tits, naked asses, and naked pussies. They loved showing him their naked bodies as much as he loved seeing their naked bodies. 104 Think about it. How many mothers, grandmothers, and/or great grandmothers would allow their sons, grandsons, and/or great grandsons to have their wicked, sexual way with their naked tits? Tell me and be honest. Wouldn't you like to touch, feel, fondle, grope, and suck your mother's, your grandmother's, and/or your great grandmother's naked tits while pulling, turning, and twisting their erect nipples? No doubt, you'd love to have sex with your mother, grandmother, and/or great grandmother, especially if you had sexy and shapely mothers, grandmothers, and great grandmothers in the way that Hank did? 105 Tell me. I'd like to know. We all would like to know. Have you ever seen and/or felt your mother's, grandmother's, and/or great grandmother's naked breasts? 106 With breasts such a personal and private thing to show their sons, grandsons, and/or great grandsons, most men have never seen their mother's, grandmother's, and/or great grandmother's naked breasts. If you haven't seen and/or felt their naked tits, wouldn't you like to see and/or feel their naked breasts? If you have seen and/or felt your mother's, grandmother's, and/or great grandmother's naked breasts, tell us how that happened. Was it unintentionally or did they deliberately flash you? 107 # # # 108 "Oh, my God, Hank. What's wrong with you? How dare you? I'm so embarrassed." 109 With him standing behind them, he felt and groped their breasts while fingering their nipples through their clothes. Then, moving to the front of them, surprising them and shocking them, he pulled up their tops and yanked up their brassieres. He felt, fondled, and sucked their naked breasts. 110 "I can't believe you touched my naked breasts, fondled my naked breasts, and sucked my naked breasts," he imagined his mother, grandmother, and/or great grandmother saying. 111 Only, his mother, grandmother, and/or great grandmother would never say anything like that. They loved flashing him their naked tits. They loved it when he touched their naked tits, felt their naked tits, fondled their naked tits, and sucked their naked tits while fingering their erect nipples. 112 "I love your big tits, Mom," said Hank feeling his mother's double D cup, natural breasts. 113 He felt his mother's naked tits and fingered her erect nipples while she stroked and sucked his erect prick. 114 "I love your big tits, Grandma," said Hank feeling Loretta's double D cup, natural breasts. 115 He felt his grandmother's naked tits and fingered her erect nipples while she stroked and sucked his erect prick. 116 "I love your big tits, Granny Rose," said Hank feeling Rose's D cup, natural breasts. 117 He felt his great grandmother's naked tits and fingered her erect nipples while she stroked and sucked his erect prick. 118 How many mothers, grandmothers, and/or great grandmothers would have sex with their sons, grandsons, and/or great grandsons? Even if you were stranded on a deserted island or trapped in a cabin after an avalanche, how many mothers, grandmothers, and/or great grandmothers would make love to their sons, grandsons, and/or great grandsons? Think about sliding your erect prick in their warm wet pussies, how many mothers, grandmothers, and great grandmothers would fuck their sons, grandsons, and/or great grandsons? 119 While horny and masturbating yourself, do you ever think of making love to your mother? Do you ever think of fucking her? What about your grandmother? Would you make love to her and/or fuck her? What about your great grandmother? If you were horny enough and she was hot enough would you make love to her and/or fuck her, too? 120 Close your eyes. Now, imagine your mother, grandmother, and/or great grandmother naked. Imagine fucking your mother. Imagine fucking your grandmother. Imagine fucking your great grandmother. Imagine them all stroking and sucking your cock. Imagine cumming in all of their mouths. Imagined them swallowing your cum. Imagine exploding a second load of cum all over their faces, in their hair, and across their naked breasts. Well, Hank didn't have to imagine any of that because he did all of that. He fucked them all and they all blew him. 121 # # # 122 'Hank! What are you doing? I'm sleeping,' he imagined his mother saying. 'You woke me out of a sound sleep. Get off of my bed. What's wrong with you? How dare you? Get out of my bedroom.' 123 Then, when he reached to pull down her covers, he imagined her screaming her protest. 124 'Oh, my God. Don't remove the covers. Don't you dare lift my nightgown. I'm not wearing panties,' he imagined Dolly saying. 125 Disobeying his mother, Hank removed the covers from her bed. As if he had never seen her naked ass and pussy before, he was seeing her naked ass and pussy now. 126 'I can't believe you just saw my naked ass and my naked pussy. I'm so embarrassed,' he imagined his mother saying. 127 Not done with exposing his mother's naked body to his horny eyes, he stripped himself naked and mounted his mother. 128 'No! Don't! Get off of me. Hank. No. Don't. You mustn't stick your prick in me. You mustn't have sex with your mother...your grandmother...your great grandmother.' 129 # # # 130 Only, Hank didn't have to imagine forcing himself on his mother, his grandmother, and/or on his great grandmother. None of the women in his family would ever say no to him. They all wanted him to continue to make love to them. They all wanted him to continue to fuck them. They all wanted him to continue to give them sexual orgasms with his fingers, his mouth, and his cock. They all wanted him to not only cum in their mouths, all over their faces, but also in their pussies, too. 131 "Fuck me, Hank. Hump me harder. Hump me faster. Make me cum," said his mother, his grandmother, and his great grandmother. 132 How many mothers, grandmothers, and great grandmothers would stroke their son's, grandson's, and/or great grandson's cocks while blowing them? How many mothers, grandmothers, and/or great grandmothers would allow their sons, grandsons, and/or great grandsons to cum in their mouths. How many mothers, grandmothers, and/or great grandmothers would allow their sons, grandsons, and/or great grandsons to give them cum baths? 133 Chapter 1.3 "Suck my cock, Mom...Grandma...Granny Rose. I need to cum in your mouth. I need to give you a cum bath. Suck it. Suck my prick." 135 Think about it and be honest. Have you ever imagined your mother stroking and sucking your cock as you felt her naked breasts and fingered her erect nipples while you masturbated yourself in your bedroom or in the bathroom? Now, imagine your grandmother giving you a blowjob. How hot is that, especially if she's GILF, a grandmother that you'd love to fuck? If that's not enough, imagine your GGILF of a great grandmother allowing you to cum in her mouth. As if cum was their fountains of youth, imagine them all wanting you to give them cum baths. 136 "Cum Hank. Cum in my mouth. I need to protein. Cum all over my face and all over my naked breasts," said his mother, his grandmother, and his great grandmother. "This is very good for my skin." 137 # # # 138 "Grandma, climb the pole again," said Hank to his grandmother, Loretta, while knowing that she would. 139 With her wearing a short, flared dress with a low-cut top without a bra, and sheer, bikini panties, she'd not only be flashing him her panties but also, she'd be flashing him her naked breasts, too. As if she was a drunken bridesmaid at a wedding wearing a low-cut dress without a bra, and with her arms raised over her head to catch the bouquet, Loretta raised her arms over her head to climb the pole. 140 As soon as she raised her arms over her head, most of her naked breasts, her nipples, and areolas were already exposed. Giving her grandson quite the topless show, as much as he loved seeing his mother's big, naked tits, he loved seeing his grandmother's big, naked tits, too. Then, as soon as she was upside-down on the pole, her big tits completely fell out of top of her dress. She was topless. His grandmother was topless. 141 As much as twenty-two-year-old Hank enjoyed seeing whatever he could see of his mother's semi-naked and naked body, he enjoyed seeing all that he could see of his grandmother's semi-naked and naked body, too. In the way that she had climbed the pole thousands of times before when she was stripping on stage in front an audience of cheering men, she hung from the pole again for her grandson. Hank watched his grandmother climb the pole that she had installed in the living room. She had a second pole installed in her bedroom, too. 142 Still showing great dexterity and coordination for a woman her age, with one hand on the pole, she hung from the pole by her feet and ankles. With her upside-down on the pole and laughing, and her dress bunched around her chest, her sheer panties, her patch of pubic hair, and her ass crack were fully exposed. Her arms were fully extended with her palms were flat on the floor. As soon as her big tits fell out of her top, Hank threw a handful of dollar bills at his grandmother while laughing. 143 As much as he loved seeing his mother's and his great grandmother's naked breasts, he loved seeing his grandmother's naked breasts too. Three generations of tits, it was sexually exciting to compare one set of naked breasts to another set of naked breasts. All three women had big, firm, and shapely breasts. Oddly, enough and curious how women's breasts have a way of doing that, their breasts haven't aged as much as the rest of their bodies. Their breasts still looked young and sexually appealing. 144 If he had only seen their naked tits without seeing their faces, he'd think that the women were all much younger. Yet, well preserved and still physically fit, all three women looked good for their ages. All three women looked ten-years younger. Perhaps, from climbing the pole, but his mother had the breasts of a twenty-year-old woman. His grandmother had the breasts of a forty-year-old woman. Still looking good for her age, his great grandmother had the breasts of a sixty-year-old woman. 145 # # # 146 Unconcerned that she was totally exposed, Hank's grandmother appeared sexually aroused that her grandson was seeing as much of her sexy and shapely body as he was. Her dress was bunched around her waist and her big, naked breasts were out of her bodice. As if she wasn't even wearing panties, her panties were so sheerly revealing that he could count the pubic hairs on his grandmother's black, bushy pussy. Always looking when they were showing, and they were always showing, Hank couldn't get enough of seeing his mother, grandmother, and/or great grandmother's naked and nearly naked bodies. 147 Unembarrassed and unashamed, with her excitedly laughing, clearly, Loretta was just happy that she could still climb and hang from her pole. Thriving from the semi-naked attention, obviously, she was happy that her grandson was not only sexually interested in her but also sexually excited enough to stare, cheer, and toss dollar bills at her. No doubt, with him already horny and her already sexually aroused, they'd be having sex with one another later. 148 Something that many women don't like, she loved it when her grandson ejaculated his cum in her mouth. She loved swallowing his cum, too. Something that most women won't do, she loved it when her grandson gave her a cum bath. Taking it as a compliment for a blowjob well done, she laughed with joy when he ejaculated his cum all over her face, in her dyed, black hair, and across her naked breasts. Yet, her favorite was when, while fucking her, he humped her hard and fast enough to cum in her pussy while giving her a sexual orgasm with his cock. 149 If Hank dared walk over to her while she was upside-down on the pole, she'd do something she was famous for doing to dozens of men before, and had even done with him a few times. Pulling herself halfway up the pole with one hand, she'd grab him by his belt buckle to pull him closer. Then, his grandmother would unzip his pants, reach her hand inside, pull out his cock. While stroking him hard and fast, she'd take his cock in her mouth and suck him. 150 Loretta enjoyed giving her grandson a blowjob while hanging upside-down from the pole. While he humped her mouth and fucked her face, determined for him to cum in her mouth, she stroked him faster and harder. She was not only a very talented pole climber but also, she was a very talented, upside-down cocksucker, too. With his grandmother hanging from the pole, her big tits out of her dress, her dress up to her chest bunched up around her waist, he loved seeing her naked breasts as much as he loved seeing her panty clad ass and pussy. 151 "Oh, Grandma," said Hank while putting a gentle and loving hand to the back of her head. "Suck my cock, Grandma, suck it. Suck my prick. I need to cum in your beautiful mouth," he said feeling her naked breasts while pulling, turning, and twisting her erect nipples. "Blow me, Grandma. Blow me." 152 Determined to make her grandson cum in her mouth, Loretta continued stroking her grandson harder and faster while sucking him deeper. Obviously, she loved sucking his cock as much as his mother and great grandmother loved sucking his cock. His Grandmother loved sucking his prick as much as he loved his prick being sucked by his grandmother. 153 "Cum Hank. Cum in my mouth. I need to taste you. I need to swallow you," she said temporarily removing his prick from the mouth to speak. "Cum Hank. Cum in your grandmother's mouth." 154 # # # 155 Done cleaning up the kitchen, his mother stepped in the living room to watch her mother sucking her son. Why not? Her mother, Loretta, and her grandmother, Rose, taught her everything she knows about sucking cock. All three women were great cocksuckers. 156 As much as Dolly enjoyed having incestuous sex with her son, her mother and her grandmother enjoyed having forbidden sex with Hank, too. Dolly watched her mother stroking her son while sucking her son. As Loretta stroked Hank faster and harder, Dolly watched as her son felt and fondle his grandmother's naked breasts while fingering her nipples. She watched him squeeze and slap his grandmother's ass through her sheer panties while fingering her pussy. 157 Watching her son getting a blowjob from her mother made Dolly want to have sex with her son, too. With the three women always horny and always ready for sex, Hank was their perfect man to sexually use and erotically abuse. A willing victim and with him as horny as they were always sexually aroused, Hank would have sex with his mother, grandmother, and great grandmother any time they wanted him to give them sexual pleasure. 158 "If you suck my son now, Mother, he won't have any cum left for me later," said Dolly with a dirty laugh. 159 Loretta laughed and removed her grandson's cock from her mouth to speak while still hanging onto her pole. 160 "Don't worry. He's young. He's full of cum. He's a virtual cum machine. With him able to cum four or five times a day, he has plenty of cum for all three of us," she said laughing again. "It's impossible for me to suck his balls dry." 161 The first time she sucked her grandson, he never expected his grandmother, his mother's mother, to give him a blowjob. The first time she sucked his cock while hanging from her pole, he was amazed. She could have been a gymnast. While holding onto the pole with her legs, feet, and ankles, showing off her great core strength, she stroked his prick while sucking his prick. Quite the sight to see, he gently held the back of her head while humping her mouth and fucking her face as he fondled her naked breasts and fingered her erect nipples. 162 Not stopping with stroking and sucking him, Loretta didn't stop blowing her grandson until he was sexually satisfied and until he ejaculated his load of cum in her mouth. Even after he ejaculated in her mouth, obviously enjoying sucking Hank's big and hard dick, instead of stopping, she continued stroking and sucking him until she had sucked and licked him clean. Perhaps, with her having grown accustomed to sucking half erect, older men, sucking someone so young and so hard was a real treat for this sexually experienced whore. 163 "That was a great blowjob, Grandma. You're such a great pole climber and a talented cocksucker," said Hank meaning that as a compliment instead of as derogatory comment. 164 # # # 165 I'm sorry to say but a woman doesn't strip off her clothes for money, unless she's a whore, not that there's anything wrong with her being a whore and/or whores in general. Especially if you're a horny man looking to pay for some sexual action, talented, cocksucking whores are good women to know. Further, part of her trade, a side effect of being a stripper is earning extra cash in the VIP room and elsewhere on the side. Even though women earn a good living stripping, they earn much more at a private party without having to forced pay rent to the strip club. 166 Unfortunately, like everything else in life, nothing is free and there's always a dear price to pay for everything of value. A stripper doesn't get invited to work the VIP rooms or private parties unless she's good at what she does, unless she makes the club money, and unless she greases some hands and sucks some cocks. From the owner of the club, to the head of security, and to the doorman, they all want to be paid in money and/or in sex for the privilege of allowing her to work where she'd earn the most money. 167 A win/win for all but after a while, with them doing all of the work, strippers' tire of having to have partners to book their dates and/or to pay for protection. Hank's mom, Dolly, was no exception. Like her mother and grandmother before her, not only was his mother a whore but also, she worked as a stripper and supplemented her income with some prostitute on the side. Keenly aware where the real money was, they all earned the most, extra cash aboard private yachts in international waters and on private planes flying high up in the sky. 168 Dolly earned more money entertaining men at private parties or at hotel functions than she did stripping off her clothes while seductively dancing around a pole. She earned the most money when aboard a yacht or up in a plane than she could ever earn stripping in front of a crowd of men throwing dollar bills at her feet or stuffing money in her bra or G-string. Only, in order to get invited to such moneymaking events, making a name for herself first, she had to pay her dues. She had to do all of the other dirty, nasty, and sexual things first. 169 Always planted in the back of her mind, her goal was to find Mr. Moneybags, a rich man who would financially take care of her for the rest of her life in exchange for her sexual favors. After sucking and fucking God knows how many cocks, she finally met, John, her generous billionaire. An older man with lots of sexual fantasies, he wanted her to dress in a Catholic school uniform and he was the teacher putting her over his knees and spanking her. He wanted to pretend that she was his daughter and pretend that they were incestuous lovers. 170 "Call me Daddy while I strip you naked. Then, I want you on your knees while stroking and sucking my cock. Now, look up at me while calling me Daddy," he'd say. 171 Obediently obeying him, Dolly would stare up at him with his half-erect prick in her mouth. 172 "Okay, Daddy," she said temporarily removing his prick from her mouth to speak. 173 Complete with befitting outfits, sometimes he wanted her to dress as if she was a Catholic nun while pretending that she was a virgin and he was a priest. He loved roleplaying. Whether she was his private secretary, his private nurse, or some celebrity that he imagined having sex with, he supplied the costumes and the wigs to fit his sexual fantasy. 174 # # # 175 Uncommonly generous, no doubt, to spite his greedy bitch of a wife, he lavished Dolly with jewels, clothes, and trips. With him on again and off again for five-years, she traveled the world with him in style while pretending that she was whoever he wanted her to be. Then, when he died, surprising her, he left her twenty-five-million-dollar trust fund with all taxes prepaid. 176 He left her five-hundred-thousand-dollars in one-hundred-dollar bills, eleven pounds of money. With his wife having no idea that he owned a condo in Miami, he left Dolly the title to his twenty-million-dollar condo. His wife knew nothing about their long-time, sexual fantasy, roleplaying affair. She didn't need to know nor did she want to know. She always suspected that he had women on the side and it wouldn't have surprised her to know that his long-time companion was a stripper, a prostitute, and a whore. 177 # # # 178 An affair kept private by his trusted, personal lawyer; John's wife, Joan, didn't know that Dolly even existed. He left his wife more than 3-billion-dollars, the bulk of his estate. He left her the houses, the cars, his beloved yacht, and his private plane. He left her plenty enough money for her not to be curious enough to snoop in his private, sexual affair with his beloved, Dolly. 179 With Joan marrying John for his money, as far as she was concerned, she didn't care nor wanted to know what he did and with who he did it with behind her back when he wasn't with her. Twenty-five-million-dollars was a worthy investment for him to stay out of her life, out of her bed, and to keep his old, wrinkled hands off of her Botox injected and plastic surgery corrected, naked body. Now, with him dead and her rich, she received all that she wanted out of their pretend marriage. 180 Happy that her billionaire boyfriend thought enough of her to leave her a trust fund and his luxury condo. She was set for life. Dolly retired from whoring, stripping, and hooking, after her big, hard earned, multi-million-dollar windfall of a jackpot, payday. She had earned enough money to live comfortably with her adult son, her mother, and her grandmother for the rest of their lives. Moving from New York to Florida, she lived in her 4-bedroom, 5-bathroom, gated, luxury, penthouse condo in Miami located right on the beach. 181 Truly tired of men always at her, groping her, and trying to persuade her to have sex with them, she was happy living with her son, the only man she now wanted in her life. If she never had sex with another man again, other than her son, she'd be happy. Willing to do anything to keep him by her side, she bought him clothes, gave him money whenever he wanted and needed it. She even bought him a brand new, eighty-thousand-dollar, Twister Orange, Mustang GT500R. 182 Between his mother, Dolly, his grandmother, Loretta, and his great grandmother, Rose, Hank was a happy and sexually satisfied man. He received plenty of sex, incestuous sex. Any time he wanted it, whenever he wanted it and whenever they wanted and need sex, too, he had sex with his mother, his grandmother and his great grandmother, too. 183 It was as if there was an unspoken, private agreement between them. Hank knew that in the way that she did for her billionaire boyfriend, he knew that as long as he remained sexually faithful to his mother, that she'd financially take care of him. The only other women that she allowed him to have sex with was her mother, his grandmother, and whenever he was horny enough and she was frisky enough, with his great grandmother. 184 If it wasn't sexually exciting enough having incestuous sex with his mother, it was even more sexually exciting having sex with three generations of his blood, related relatives. With sex, especially incestuous sex, no big deal to her, as long as he continued to remain her boy toy, Dolly offered her son sex, plenty of sex, as long as he remained with her and sexually faithful to her. Without comparison, the sex she offered him was, by far, much better than the sex that any, bitchy woman his age could offer him. 185 When she wasn't giving him sex, her mother or her grandmother were giving him sex. In the way that most men his age are always horny and sexually unsatisfied, with three, sexy whores in his life, Hank was neither of those. Besides, with her paying his credit cards and giving him whatever he wanted and whenever he wanted it, money was the sugar that sweetened her honeypot. With his mother taking care of him financially, and his grandmother and great grandmother seeing to his sexual needs, he wanted for nothing. He spent his days lying on the beach and his nights dancing, partying, and drinking. 186 # # # 187 Lounging around the house seemingly bored, not even playing his video games, Hank seemed out of sorts. 188 "What's the matter, Hank? You look ill-at-ease? Are you horny? Would you like Mommy to suck your cock? I can blow you if you want. Or, maybe you'd rather fuck me," said Dolly. "Would you like to fuck your mother," she asked with a sexy smile and a naughty look? 189 A woman who was always looking for sex and a woman that he could never turn down for sex, he looked at his mother and smiled. 190 "Yes, I would. I'd love you to suck my cock and I'd love to fuck you, too. Actually," he said with a devious pause while returning his mother's sexy smile and naughty look with his sexy smile and naughty look. "Let's invite grandma upstairs, too," he said. 191 With them living in the penthouse suite, his grandmother, Loretta, lived in the condo a few floors below them and his great grandmother, Rose, lived a few floors below her daughter. 192 "I need to fuck you while grandma sucks my cock and then I need to fuck grandma while you suck my prick," he said. 193 Proud of her son, she smiled at him with sexual arousal. 194 "That's my boy," she said calling her mother and asking her to come upstairs. 195 THE END 196 https://www.literotica.com/s/violet-eyes You've got to stay professional at all times, so I managed to prevent myself from wincing at the sheer mediocrity of the fat woman's blowjob. 198 This was not normal for me. My experience in the nude-male entertainment industry, going on eight years now, is that larger women generally give better head. It goes like this: the kinds of women who come to events with full-frontal male strippers are not the kind of women who are shy about sex, but with fat chicks, their sex drive usually isn't matched by society's males, who often don't want to give them the sex they crave. 199 So they often become very, very good at sucking dick. 200 A male stripper gets used to evaluating the fine nuances of blowjobs and the women who give them. There are the hot chicks, all show and no go, who've never had to develop their oral technique because they've never had a problem getting a guy to go between their legs. The nerd girls tend to be bashful, even squeamish, though occasionally you'll get one of those really, really repressed librarian-types who'll even insist on giving you a rimjob. Then there are the older, middle-aged types, who used to suck a mean cock in college but whose husbands aren't interested any longer; the result is boundless enthusiasm with, alas, an inability to keep track of where their teeth are. 201 But usually, fat women are a reliable source of a pleasurable few minutes between twerking for some bridesmaid and losing your load all over some drunk MILF's chest. Not this one, though; she was into it, but she just didn't have the technical skills I'd been expecting. The only reason I gave her more than a few seconds, in fact, was because the younger woman beside her kept shoving her firm, fat tits into my hands, grinning like she'd just met her husband, and I don't get paid to reject horny women. 202 Crazy eyes on that one, though. She had a phenomenal rack, which I dutifully squeezed, but this was not the lady to cum on later. She had the look of a chick who'd follow you to the parking lot, maybe stalk you home. 203 This was one of those sweaty, stroboscopic evenings we don't often book anymore, so Jerry and Lauren had jumped at the chance: three strippers and a fluffer! It was like the glory days, back when I'd been a rookie. Whoever was paying for this must be loaded. 204 He was certainly loaded with sexy female relatives, that was for sure. Almost every guest, from the bride on down, was lovely, and most were beautiful. Some were flat-out hotties. Hell, even the fat auntie with her lips around my cock; even she had a pretty face, plus the requisite massive breasts. Hell, looking down at her, with one nipple prodding out from the neckline of her bunched party dress, you could almost pretend she was simply busty. 205 But no. And, as her hands came up and under for the umpteenth time to tug on my balls, her younger companion continued trying to get me to pivot her way for a titfuck. My attention started to wander around the room, as it sometimes did, checking to see what my buddies were doing under the insistent throb of the bass, which mirrored the insistent throb from my dick under the relentless pressure of the cock-ring. 206 Well, Prince Carlos certainly wasn't feeling any pressure. He was over on one of the bench seats in the corner, getting his chest and balls played with by a sneaky-looking little minx with a sharp nose and no visible boobs at all. I watched as she whispered into his ear, moving both knees onto the seat, and then he reached casually around to push his greasy fingers straightup her skirt and into her snatch or her ass, whichever. Her whoop carried across the room, even over all the cackling and shrieking and the heavy pulse of the bass. 207 My other coworker was Justin. He called himself Mr Beef sometimes, but on most gigs he'd at some point get excited and tell the customers his real name. He usually got great tips thanks to his penis size and his willingness to go down, but he couldn't ever last long. So he needed to make his money while he could. Me, I had the opposite problem: my cock's nothing all that special, but I can hold it in longer than most. At the moment, Justin was kneeling between the skirted legs of some bridal cousin named Jan? Jenn? I didn't remember; she'd propositioned me earlier, back when I'd still had my ball-hammock on. Cute girl, but at the time I'd been more interested in the melons on one of the chicks by the stage. 208 Well, my loss. The chick was evidently game for anything; a woman who'll let herself get eaten out by a stripper in front of all her female relatives will let you do anything to her. 209 My attention drifted back toward Carlos, who was laughing and murmuring with his new friend, and with a shock I noticed there was another girl sitting on the other side of him, watching Carlos with striking violet eyes that now showed more than a little nervousness mixed with her excitement. There was some other girl on the far side, craning across, totally incredulous, and then further along that same bench I caught sight of our fluffer. 210 We were using Lindsay today, one of our frequent fliers, but not a lady that was very popular with us guys. She was a knockout, all tall, sexy confidence; still, there was something about her we didn't like. We brought girls like her along when we could, as plants within the crowd just to keep things moving in case the customers started losing interest, or in case one of us shot too early; she'd be expected to get him up again, if possible. 211 A thankless task, if ever there was one. 212 And Lindsay knew it, too. She was drinking today, sitting cynically with a vodka tonic, smirking around the room with that cynical expression of hers, and with a start I realized I still had my dick in that same girl's mouth. I needed to get moving; the last thing I needed was Justin laughing at me for monopolizing a fat chick. Or, worse, cumming on one. 213 With a slick twist down to the side, I caught the trembling lips of Crazy Eyes and gave her enough tongue to at last make her quit shoving herself at me; she tasted like tequila. In the same motion I maneuvered my cock out of Fat Chick's warm, toothy piehole and spun around, my penis bobbing to the beat of the music, to collapse between the bride and the maid of honor. 214 Really, all I wanted to do was catch my breath, get a drink of water, and stare across at that violet-eyed beauty next to Prince Carlos. God, she was a smoker: long, thick curly hair all over her head, a face like a model, tits for days, long olive legs aiming out of her black satin dress like a pair of deadly weapons. She was prime, and apparently Carlos had noticed; he was glancing over at her, muttering at the skinny bitch who had ahold of his cock, and I'd seen that look in Carlos' eyes before. 215 But before I could keep further tabs on him, and long before I got my drink of water, the bride and her friend had already attacked me. "Hi, Doctor Steve," purred the maid of honor; that was the name I used when stripping, for no reason at all except that I look like one of those TV doctors on that one medical show, the one with the lady doctor who can't stop fucking her coworkers. 216 "Hi, sexy," I replied automatically, gluing on my usual smile, the professional one for work. I forgot about Violet Eyes and draped a brawny arm around each of the two ladies, my cock sticking straight up between my spread thighs. "Can I get you two anything? A drink? Something to eat?" 217 The maid of honor giggled, her eyes riveted to my penis. "I'll eat some of that fat dick, Steve," blurted the bride, and there went my mild obsession with Violet Eyes. She was an incredible piece, and I was dying to get over there, but rules are rules. And when you're working a bachelorette party, and the bride wants a piece of you, well... 218 So I leaned back, reaching down to stroke her tit. Might as well enjoy her; she certainly was a cutie, and there's always an extra thrill when you know they're going to be getting married in a couple days or so. She had a nice rack, but a little on the small side. "Your wish is my command, honey," I told her. "Why don't you get down there, maybe get a closer look?" 219 "I will," she burbled, unable to take her eyes off my abs. I've got two major attributes in this business: I'm fitness-crazy, and I can usually keep myself from cumming. I'd learned early on that a six-pack is what a lot of these girls are looking for; they can get dick anywhere, but it's not usually attached to muscle. "Let's go, Kathleen!" 220 "Fuck yeah!" The maid of honor was tiny, maybe five foot one, and that was with heels. She made a tight, tasty little package as the two of them knelt, the bride swaying a bit, and began giggling at each other as they sorted out which testicle belonged to which mouth. 221 And really, I can't see why every single American male doesn't get into this business. 222 I'd just seen them licking chocolate sauce off Justin's dick five minutes ago, so their enthusiasm impressed me. The bride seemed especially into it, her back straight, one hand light on my thigh, the other holding my cock up out of the way while her tongue burrowed around the quivering sides of my scrotum; her maid of honor, giggling, was already patting my hips, urging me lower on the seat; dirty little whore wanted to take a stab at my asshole! 223 I leaned back against the overstuffed cushions, my hands behind my head, and closed my eyes halfway. Christ, I was tired. I was doing double shifts as a trainer at the gym, and with the better weather lately my clients had all been expecting me to be at their beck and call with my dogwalking job too. Then there were these stripping gigs; sure, sitting at a table getting serviced by a pair of sluts was great and all, but I paid for it with all the dancing and the extended cleanup time; it's disgusting, walking around with a thick coat of spit, spooge, and body oil all over you. 224 Hot breath on my dick, now, as the bride came up to suck me. She made good, strong eye contact at least, glaring up at me with that challenging huntress' gaze that some girls get once they've had enough to drink. Her mouth was open already, lips and tongue gliding along my shaft as her saliva dribbled onto her little friend far below, and with an internal sigh I went back to work. 225 "Got a little itch for me to scratch, baby?" I rasped, my hand going down to find a boob; I already knew her nipple would be trying to make a hole in her bra. 226 She came off me in a little explosion of spit. "Maybe," she sang, her eyes wide and blue. Her freckles made her look about nineteen, but I knew she was over twenty-five. Her little breast was solid and meaty in my hand, and once my thumb found the corrugated hardness of her nipple she closed her eyes for a moment. "Why? Want to scratch it?" 227 "Fuck yeah!" The little maid of honor popped up like a whack-a-mole, her shoulder strap down around her elbow. Fuck yeah seemed to be her only phrase. The bride and I ignored her; she had her eyes on the big tip of my cock, and I simply had mine on a big tip. 228 I smiled slowly, lewdly. "Scratching itches is what you hired us for," I pointed out. Never, not once, did her hands stop moving up and down my dick, her friend still fondling my balls. "Want to head backstage? You can show me what you want me to do." 229 Her eyes flashed boldly. Beth! That was her name. Shit, some days you just can't remember. "Why not just show you right here?" 230 I allowed my eyebrows to arch. Many brides will put out at their bachelorette party, but most don't want their friends and relatives watching. That's what Lindsay was for. I let my gaze flicker around the room again; Justin was standing over his woman, his ass flexing steadily as he thrust into her mouth with her legs all splayed out; Carlos was straddling Violet Eyes, titfucking her. In between sat Lindsay, cynical and quiet, watching to see what I'd do. 231 But it was out of my hands. Beth was coming to her feet with a marathon runner's control of her body, the purple sash drooping off her shoulder with its gold BRIDE embroidery all stained with amaretto, and then her dress was coming up to reveal a bright red thong. I recognized it as the top of the Secret Whispers line, $89.99 with matching bra and kimono, a very good deal. A high-pitched, eerie feminine warble rose behind her as everyone but me took a look at her butt. The maid of honor, wiping her chin, was prancing around like PT Barnum, getting everybody whipped up. 232 Beth looked coldly down at me, her whole face and chest bright red, and she dropped her panties. She was shaved totally bare underneath; instinctively, I curled my arms along her smooth, lean thighs, up to her naked ass. Her mouth twisting strangely, she sank down onto my oiled legs and scooted forward until my dick trembled hard against her belly. She cradled it there, rubbing it thoughtfully back and forth like a windshield wiper, her flesh streaming with sweat. She had her dress smashed up into her armpits, and she badly wanted my sperm. 233 Alas, though. The contract the maid of honor had signed with Jerry had been explicit: no sex with Beth. Jerry had made sure to tell us that in no uncertain terms, even going so far as to pull out the big guns: "I'll fire y'all if you put your dick in her." She apparently had a history, or addiction problems, or whatever; she had a hard time keeping cocks out of her snatch, anyway. 234 Well, okay then. I let her shiver for a few seconds, holding her warm body against mine with her hips rolling slowly, and then I leaned up to whisper in her ear. "Lie back, sexy." She blinked down at me, uncertain; clearly, nobody had told her about the contract. The women were freaking out, chanting, screaming, flocking around our table, and obviously they hadn't been told either. 235 Slowly she uncurled her body, and I helped her land it gently on the little table, between a cocktail napkin and half a line of someone's unused cocaine. I made meaningful eye contact with the little maid of honor, who at least wasn't dumb; she moved in, snakelike, to grab the glasses and bottles off the table, and then it was all Beth, her tanned abs writhing, the unblinking eye of her gushing slit glistening right in front of my face. 236 I didn't waste time nibbling. She wanted something torrid and nasty, and she'd get my best efforts. I was in there at once, one hand holding her belly down while the other cupped her buttcheek, my thumb resting lazily up against her asshole, and I led with my tongue out and tensed. She tasted musky and a little bit acrid, and mostly of sweat. Guys in my profession taste a lot of pussy, and hers was nothing special. But I'd need to work; she was one of those women with good symmetry but nothing flapping outside, so I had to dig deep until I found hot, gooey bitterness. 237 She reacted at once, tensing hard against my arm, her legs already flailing alongside my head. All around us the air was thick, choking with smoke and body heat and estrogen. Beth was screaming, but I couldn't hear over the din of chanting, wild female voices. I got her under control with broad, steady licks along both reddened sides of her slit, then let my hand wander up her taut body to grab a handy boob, and this time I was ready. I already had my arm locking her down to the tabletop when I curled my tongue far in and up, coaxing out her timid little clit. 238 It took several tries before I found my lips being taunted by a slick, quivering little bud, and again I wasted no time: I pursed my lips, made sure my teeth were out of the way, and sucked on that clit like she'd sucked on my dick, her body wedged firmly in my arms, and I wasn't surprised when she heaved herself hard against my chin, almost hard enough to buck me out of her. I slid off the seat and squatted on the dirty floor, seeking leverage. 239 The cheers got even louder. I began to wonder how much time had passed, me burrowing between her legs with her skin thrashing all around me, the sweat pouring off both of us with my dick still hard as fuck beneath the table; this was as nasty as it ever got. I became dimly aware of a lithe shape, gliding under the table to station itself between my crouching legs, and then I caught the sharp smell of whisky cutting briefly through Beth's stench as a mouth opened below, a pair of hands gripped strongly over my massive quads, and then just like that I was being teabagged. 240 Sort of an archaic act, teabagging. I didn't get it much anymore. But I hitched myself instinctively up; the girl, whoever it was, had her nose right up against my shitter, and that just wasn't fair. I didn't need her friends spending years telling each other the story of how she'd passed out, her oxygen choked off by a stripper's asshole. She didn't deserve that; she was only down there trying to do me a favor. She was doing a good job, too. She was evidently a girl of some experience, judging from the way her tongue probed expertly between my balls, her lips applying just the right amount of suction. 241 Curious, I gave Beth a rest while I ran my tongue down the inside of her thigh, keeping her clit hard with my hand, so that I could glance down and see who was gnawing on my scrotum. I felt my dick lurch when I saw the sharp, olive jawline working my balls, thick curly hair spreading out beside my feet, a pair of big firm tits in between my legs, held in by a short black satin dress. 242 Holy shit. Violet Eyes. 243 I went back to work on Beth; she couldn't be far off now, the noise a crashing wave around us, and I slurped at her with a purpose now. Blindly I jabbed my hand down my own lumpy abs, clawing for the cockring. I knew it was bad form to cum under the table; usually, when we shot it, it was supposed to be very loud and awfully public. But I couldn't help myself; this girl was so, so fine, and holy shit did I want to spray it all over her, and then she was helping me with the ring and everything started to go red and hot very quickly. 244 Beth drove against my chin, a little weaker now; below me, Violet Eyes was grabbing my dick, moving it, and with a sudden wave of elation I realized she'd shoved me down into her dress. Her boobs alongside my shaft shook as she began to move against me, still suckling lazily at my balls even as her motion wedged my cock underneath her bra strap, and with a hard lunge I jammed my meat well down into there, her dress straining; she was licking at my salty asscheeks now, and Beth was cumming with a shriek, and just as her body went tense and hard and shuddery I let go, a torrent of cum pulsing out of me onto the girl below. 245 Christ, but it felt fucking great. 246 You get to cum a lot in this business, but it never really gets old. And sometimes? Shit. Sometimes, it's heaven. 247 Cheers came from all sides now, hands and faces pressing against my body as Beth's friends celebrated her orgasm; she lay panting across the table, completely slack. Her hands were gripping mine, the engagement diamond glittering. I pulled back, panting, my butt finding the padded seat as cum kept dribbling feebly onto the upholstery. Below me I caught a glimpse of wild hair and that black dress, all disheveled among the tequila spills and the cigarette butts, with a broad and mischievous grin greeting me as that firm body rose up from under the table. 248 The screaming grew; I was busy with a dreamy, smiling Beth collapsing into my arms, but out of the corner of my eye I watched as Violet Eyes stood up proudly in front of that ravenous platoon of women, grinned smugly, and raised her dress high in front of her. I could see the line of my cum splattered all down her taut, dusky abs, soaking into the front of her thong and the inside of her dress, and I offered a wave and a grin to the whole assembled mass as she showed herself off. 249 Chapter 2.2 And then Beth was stirring, her hand reaching for a drink that wasn't there, and Violet Eyes was letting her ruined dress fall back down over that exquisite body as she turned to me and held out her hand. "Hiya!" she beamed, the smell of whiskey tickling at me. "That was... interesting. Steve, right? I'm Ashley." 251 "A pleasure, Ashley." Her fingers were warm and moist and smelled like my ballsweat. "Sorry about the dress, honey." 252 She winked. "I'm not." She patted Beth on the cheek. "I'm off, Cousin Beth. I've got to get Aunt Gina back up to our room." She glanced through the crowd, then back to me. "I think she's hit it off with that other guy? Prince Carlos?" 253 "Oh, he's definitely a popular guy." Beth was running her hands over my sweaty six-pack, then down to my half-hard cock, back and forth. She wasn't saying anything, but she certainly had nothing to complain about. I could feel her whole body trembling. "So, yeah. Nice meeting you, Ashley." 254 "Nice to be met." She smoothed her dress, my semen already leaking through. "We'll, uh, have to do it again sometime." 255 I raised my eyebrows hopefully, my depleted cock already lurching. "We do office parties," I blurted out. "Birthdays? We're very popular with sororities, too." 256 She tsked. "I'm not in any sororities, buddy," she smiled. She tugged again at her sticky dress. 257 I smiled easily, Beth adjusting herself on my lap. "I'm a personal trainer, too," I winked. "And I do dog-walking." 258 "I'll keep you in mind. I guess I'll get your number from Beth if I need any... personal training." She winked again, those gorgeous eyes dancing. "See you around, Steve." 259 She flipped her dress playfully up when she spun around, showing firm tanned cheeks and black silk disappearing into her crack, and I felt my cock lurch again. 260 Lindsey wouldn't be necessary, I knew, for the rest of the night. The memory of those eyes would get me hard again, without a doubt. Which was good, because we still had over an hour booked. I looked around for some water and someone to take Beth off my hands so I could go get some tips. I felt like Violet-Eyed Ashley wouldn't leave me one. 261 And, oddly, I didn't mind. 262 * * * 263 Yeah, that had been a hell of a gig. Jerry was still talking about it a week later, as I showed up for a solo event out in Bayside. I'd be bringing along Eric, the new guy, who'd been with us for three weeks and still wasn't ready to get naked. "Sheesh, the tips!" Jerry was sitting with his feet up. "Even if that one girl stiffed you, the one with the eyes." 264 "That's okay." I meant it, too. I'd been thinking about her all week, which was not at all normal for me. "She was into me. She'll call one of these days, for a booking." I injected the testosterone with care, making sure the needle wasn't too shallow. 265 Jerry looked doubtful. "No shit. She was 'into you.'" He used air quotes, the pretentious turd. He rolled his eyes, then swiveled to look at Eric. "Hear that, New Guy? Usually, old Steve here is smarter than that. She'll call and book us around, oh, the time we can play hockey in Hell." Jerry was a good guy, tall and handsome, still with a pretty solid body at 37. He didn't do much stripping anymore, but he could still fill in if he needed to, and look good doing it. I respected that. "What is she, in college? What's she going to book us for, a fucking car wash?" 266 "You never know," I shrugged. "You know how this shit works, with word of mouth and all that. The girl with the eyes, she knows someone, who knows someone, and next thing you know, we're in business." I frowned, cleaning a suspicious stain off my patent-leather banana hammock. "You can even ask Carlos. He really hit it off with a friend of the girl with the eyes." 267 Jerry looked keenly at me. "'Hit it off' how?" 268 I shrugged again. "I think she invited him up to her room for the night." Actually, I was certain that was exactly what had happened, but Jerry sometimes got weird about off-the-clock fucking. "If so, I'm surprised. She couldn't have weighed more than ninety pounds soaking wet, and Carlos... well, he's Carlos." 269 "Hell yes." Carlos had a monstrous cock. "Probably put her in the hospital." I thought about the grin on the little whore's face as she'd let him finger her, right there in front of everyone, and I wasn't so sure. A slut like that could probably take any cock in the county, and Carlos was known for his control. "Well, whatever. Coming, New Guy?" 270 "Sure." Eric was earnest and extremely well built; I'd met him at my gym, in fact. He was into the notion of joining us full-time, but he wasn't sure if he could take the time from his restaurant job. Worse, Jerry wasn't certain he'd be able to pull off a decent cumshot in front of a group of strangers, and until he was sure, Eric would be driving the rest of us to gigs. He was dressed in his only suit. "So, like, what do I do while you're in there?" 271 "You stand at the door." I adjusted my uniform uncomfortably. They'd requested a paramedic, which was why I'd been sent. I was the group's doctor persona. "Pretend like you're, I don't know, security or something. But really, you're just there to watch and learn." I led the way out to the van. We'd be picking up Alison Romano on the way; she was one of our other go-to fluffers, one of the ones Jerry and Lauren were eyeing as a first-call replacement for Lindsay, who most of us hated. Alison was beautiful, friendly, skilled, and a good actress; she could pull off an air of vulnerability that wouldn't threaten any of the real party guests, which was one of Lindsay's major problems. 272 Better yet, she had a sister. A slutty one named Alicia. I'd actually hooked up with her once, in a club, back before Brooke left me. If Alison started bringing Alicia to these things, we'd get two for the price of one. Alison seemed to think her sister would show up just for the thrill, especially if she got laid at the end of it. 273 She was in a stylish and very conservative getup this evening. "Hi, guys," she smiled, stepping into the van. She was gorgeous, like her sister: both tall and very athletic, with harshly toned bodies; she'd gotten to know Carlos at Carlos' gym, in fact. Alison's eyes were darker, her skin paler, but other than that they could have almost been twins. "What's the deal tonight?" 274 I shrugged as Eric pulled away. "Birthday. She's turning thirty. Her friends said she wants to get fucked, so I'm the lucky guy." Typical. "If you're needed, go for something light. Shy licks, touching, that kind of thing." 275 "No problem." 276 "Review, Eric," I ordered. "What's the procedure?" 277 Eric had been well schooled. "Every chick gets the chance to touch dick at least once. Round Two is for the ones who want to suck. But only the birthday girl gets sex, unless she declines." His eyes went back to the road. 278 "Good. And if she does decline?" 279 He looked at me in the rearview mirror. "She gets first dibs at picking who gets it." 280 "And?" I prompted. 281 "Oh." Eric signaled. "Gotta glove up before you do it." 282 "That's right." No cockring tonight; I didn't usually need them, though they did help. "And what's the signal to get Alison involved?" 283 "You adjust yourself with your left hand." Alison smiled from her seat, looking very classy. "Then she knows to put herself out there, get other girls to shake off their inhibitions." 284 "Good." I glanced over at the girl. "You look gorgeous tonight, Allie." 285 "Thank you." She did, too. "So, like, I don't show anything?" I frowned. The fuck was she talking about? She blinked at me; this was only her third job with us. "You know, like, I don't get naked and throw myself at you?" 286 I felt my cock give a warning lurch. Down, boy. "No. Not for this one. Remember, you're a little shy. Low profile, Allie." I paused. "Sorry. What name are you using?" 287 "Mia." 288 "Mia. Cool. I doubt you'll have much to do. Usually, these small parties are pretty raunchy." 289 And so it proved. We let Allie out of the van about three blocks away, then waited across the street while she strolled in. She was posing as a friend of a friend of the birthday girl's boss, in town on vacation and wanting to hang out a tad. They'd never believe all that, but then it was unlikely they'd care; it was a party, according to Jerry, full of Latina cousins, and those always tended to be pretty unrestrained. While we waited, I crept into the back of the van and started to get myself going, treating myself to a hand down my pants and my favorite porn on my phone. Eric got his hair slicked back and his shades squared away; Allie would text him when she thought the timing was right. That was a new role for her. 290 But she nailed it, and as Eric and I came sauntering in with the PA rolling behind me, a loud gabble of Puerto Rican Spanish thundered to greet us. They were primed, mildly drunk, and already trading sexual innuendos, according to Allie's text, so we launched right in. Eric took up a spot at the door, his hands clasped gravely in front of him, sober as a funeral director; there was a chance one of the chiquitas would go for him, and even though he wasn't supposed to do anything, it'd be interesting to see what he'd do. 291 No question about me, though. I came in like I owned the place, the too-small firefighter outfit straining to contain my various bulges, a cheap stethoscope swinging from my massive hand. "Who needs me?" I roared, and almost every finger in the room flicked out like switchblades, pointing out the birthday girl. Carmen? I thought that was her name. "I heard there was a medical emergency?" 292 "Oh, shit!" Carmen was a firecracker, I could tell immediately: short and wiry, with one of those fleshy asses you could glue yourself to and ride all day; limited in the boob department, but she made up for that in sass, you could just tell. Her face was very pretty. "There's my man!" 293 "Ma'am, I'm going to have to ask you to lie still while I start CPR," I announced, making good eye contact; that's important to the chicks. She was sitting in a folding chair, but not for long; as I steamed toward her I guessed 130 pounds, which was no trouble for a guy built like me. I swept her squirmy and giggling from the chair, her arms going instinctively around my neck, and then I laid her on the floor. "Please!" I called dramatically, sweeping my gaze around the room. "Stand back! I need room to work!" 294 She was wearing a shiny yellow blouse, but not for long; I ripped that flimsy little fucker apart. Cheap bra underneath, as Jerry had suggested when she booked; it heightened the fantasy, for I pulled out a hook knife and chopped that sucker in half, the only difficulty coming from Carmen's chest as it shook with her laughter. 295 The women were all on their feet now, standing over me, shouting loudly and brandishing money. I swept the shattered bra apart, revealing a pair of pert little breasts with huge brown nipples staring at me. I wasted no time, gripping both of them in my massive paws and squeezing them hard. "CPR!" I shouted, lying transparently, and applause rolled over me in waves I could almost feel. Carmen was laughing hard, one of those full-body laughs I could feel vibrating through my palms, but then Eric had the sound system on and the music came up and I was throwing myself into the striptease, first dead-lifting Carmen up and over my shoulder and throwing her back onto her chair. 296 The performance unfolded like normal, the women in a stomping, clapping circle around me, shrieking with every passing piece of clothing. Soon I was down to nothing but the patent leather beefbag, and I paraded around the room throwing my schlong around as though every one of these bitches could actually fuck it. 297 You get into a mode at a time like that, attuned to the communal feminine hive-mind, reading the room; whatever you want to call it, you just know the moment is right to get your dick out into the open. So, when the time came, I knew it without having to think about it. I chose the prettiest girl there, a slight little thing in a tube-top with shitty teeth but an absolutely slamming body. I danced over to her, straddled her flower-skirted legs, and shimmied for her, beckoning her with my smile, willing her to rip that shit off me and devour my cock. 298 She raised her hand to my chest, her eyes shining, and I waited while she slid her fingers deliberately down my torso, over the ripples of my abs, until she was plucking shiny-eyed at the strings holding the leather over my meat. "Go ahead," I mouthed. "Rip that shit off." My penis was poking insistently at the inside of the dick-bag, stiffening already, and her other hand came to my other hip to start the flimsy garment down off my body. 299 A hand on my ass from God knows where, but I only had eyes for the snaggle-toothed chiquita whose nipples were Brailleing her top, and I timed my move perfectly: the moment my cockhead popped out into the room, I slapped it straight on top of her right boob, and the deafening whoops just about made my teeth rattle. She was grinning up at me, leaning in to slurp me up, but no way; those snaggly teeth weren't getting anywhere near my penis, so I left her with a smoldering kiss and a trail of dick-sweat across her chest, and then it was on to the next one. 300 And so on. And so on. 301 Things began to fall apart eventually. The last three chicks, one of which was the quiet, smiling Alison (sucked a mean cock, I swear), were sporting oozy little trails of precum along their cheeks and chins when, at last, I returned to Carmen. She sat now, out of her mind on that damn folding chair with three fingers up in her. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Snaggletooth beginning to put the moves on Eric at the door, but I was lasering in on the Birthday Girl, and I flung her back over my shoulder, my hand gripping that fleshy ass, and took her down the back hallway, figuring there had to be an office somewhere, that it had to have furniture, that there had to be something I could use to brace her while I bent her over and gave her a stiff one. 302 I kicked open the last door on the left, saw a bathroom, and dropped her roughly to her feet in front of the sink. No reason to be delicate now. Behind us, the hallway was filling with the usual rabble that followed me at times like this, typically younger girls. Most of the older ones would stay in the main room, drinking. There, they'd fondle Eric, who was still under strict orders to keep all his clothing on. "Wanna fuck?" I asked her breathlessly, tugging at a cock gone long and purple, and she took one look at it and rolled her eyes. 303 "Hell yes," she hissed, and then she was clawing her skirt and panties down to join her ruined bra and her tousled blouse on the floor. I noticed vaguely, as I stood there waiting for her to get her feet planted, that there were streaks all over the mirror, making it hard to see what color Carmen's eyes were. It seemed weird, somehow; I was about to jam my dick into a woman, and I wasn't even sure of her eye color. 304 Brown, probably. 305 I was filling out the condom nicely, hard and thick and straight like the girls liked me; Carmen bent way, way down, and holy shit! That ass. I'd seen hundreds, and yet still the power of a truly great ass was something to be appreciated. I heard a few whispers behind me; there'd be a little gaggle in the doorway now. A couple would be her friends wanting to see her get laid for some perverse reasons of their own. I knew that most, though, would be there to watch me perform; there'd be cameras out, no doubt, despite the waiver we had every guest sign before they came to the party; Carmen was supposed to have handed all those out. 306 She moaned loudly when I steered my dickhead toward her slit, the fat pussy lips hairy and swollen alongside; she glistened, a faint glossy line drooling down her inner thigh. Poor bitch probably hadn't been fucked in months. 307 Well, she'd wait another few seconds then. I was doing that thing guys like to do, where you nudge yourself just into the crack of your woman's pussy and move it around, up and down, teasing while she tries to drive herself back onto you. The trick was to get her nice and frustrated, her body superheated with lust and expectation, before pushing it straight in to the balls, when you could look straight down and see nothing but your belly tight against her nude buttcheeks; those are the moments I live for, feeling the heavy wet warmth wrapped around my dick, smelling the damp-fur odor of a woman in heat. "Urghh," she grunted, getting agitated. "Take me rough, you piece of shit." 308 I made my entry with the usual breath-held, pent up passion the moment required. No matter how many times you do it, whether it's paid or not, gloved or not, your first time spreading a woman's pussy is always pretty special. I heard and felt her sigh, whimpering, her tense body shuddering when I put my hands casually on her caramel-colored lower back. There was bunched muscle there, beneath the predictable tribal tat: this chick was strong. She'd take a good pounding. 309 I could tell she'd like it vocal, so I went ahead and unleashed my tongue as I drew myself out, then slapped myself straight back in. Her hole was a slippery, hot tunnel. "Take that dick, you little whore," I hissed, and then I remembered that word, the horrible word I'd taunted little Rosa Garcia with back in the eighth grade. "Puta." 310 "Mmm." She'd be mortally offended at that, but right now all she wanted was to cum on my dick. "Yeah. Fuck me, stud." 311 "Puta grande," I sputtered, speeding up, and she felt slippery and warm and wonderful, and I couldn't believe I was getting paid for this shit. "Fucking slut." 312 "Yeah, fuck me like a slut," she agreed, slamming back into me as best she could. I heard a phone camera go off behind me, in the doorway; that's right, bitches! I was fucking their friend like a tornado. I heard the slick-snick noise of my cock drilling its hole, the smacking noises of our thighs meeting. The smells were intense, of sweat and hair and pussy, and I slowed down as I felt it all start to get overwhelming. I wasn't being paid to get off; she needed to cum first. 313 I was relieved, then, that it didn't take her long. Her fleshy ass was meeting mine in spasmodic jerks when I bent low over her back, gave her a reacharound, and flexed my fingers blindly toward her clit. "I'm going to cum in your eye, puta," I growled. She wouldn't need much, I knew, her breath already raspy, her voice muttering low in Spanish. The chicks in the doorway behind me were still whispering, but it was hard to hear them because I was spanking that glorious ass so hard. My other hand, the one creeping underneath her belly, found sweat and hair and heat and, finally, the top of her slit, raw and inflamed by the insistent passage of my cock; I kept moving until I was touching my own plunging shaft, and then I hooked upward and pulled my finger hard toward her swinging tits. 314 She exploded. 315 "Motherfucker!" she bit out, savagely, her whole body wobbling as she started to lose balance; her skin was hot to the touch. 316 "Yeah, puta! Cum for me!" She obeyed, her body trembling through a long, jiggly spasm while the women behind us murmured appreciatively. I gave her ten or twelve long, vicious strokes before her orgasm faded, and then I pulled out and smacked that ass again, hard. "On your knees, bitch!" 317 She whirled and sank down onto the filthy tile as I ripped the glove off and chucked it into a corner, and then she and I were both whipping our hands up and down my dick, her heaving and flushed as she shuffled forward with her eyes closed and her mouth open. I could feel it churning in my balls, so I glanced over my shoulder to find Snaggletooth, her phone fully deployed. "Make sure you get a close-up," I sneered, and then I was pumping all over Carmen's pretty face, my aim perfect: the first spurt went straight up into her nostril. The second, much harder, left a vicious diagonal line from the corner of her mouth into her eye socket, and then I let the rest go wherever gravity wanted it to go. 318 Chapter 2.3 She knelt there, covered with both our cum, smiling drunkenly. "Happy birthday, honey," I said casually, bending down to give her breasts a fond squeeze. She'd felt good. I left her with one more kiss, a really wet and smoldery one, licking lizardlike at her teeth. I made sure my eyes were open, so that I could check on hers: yep. They were brown, after all. 320 * * * 321 We walked back into the seedy office, me with more than the usual soreness and needing a shower, only to see Jerry with his feet back up on the desk. He passed an unreadable glance over me. "Well, Stevie," he said without preamble, "looks like you were right." He held out a flimsy piece of paper, the kind we use to write down landline messages. "Guess that chick was into you." 322 "What?" I was preoccupied, thinking he might have meant Carmen. "She called already?" 323 "A week late," Jerry chortled. "The one with the eyes, Steve. Wants to hire us." 324 "With the eyes?" Shit, my dick was aching. I'd noticed it on the ride home, and made the mistake of bringing it up. Alison had giggled. 325 "I overheard one of the girls talking to the birthday girl, Juanita. She told her you were doing her so hard you missed on one of the thrusts, and hit her ass." I'd blinked, totally incredulous. "You didn't even realize it; just got back in there and kept on fucking." 326 "Dude!" Eric had supplemented helpfully. I'd frowned, thought about it, and decided that's probably what had happened. It fit the evidence. 327 "She seemed to like it," Alison was saying, but I had missed something. 328 "Wait, wait." I'd shaken my head. "Wasn't her name Carmen?" 329 Alison had glanced back and shrugged from the passenger seat. "Everyone was calling her Juanita." 330 Now I forgot all about my sore penis. My hand shot out for the message slip. "Give me her digits," I demanded, and with a sly wink Jerry held it out. I fled the office to his cackle, already dialing as I got to the dusty little foyer. 331 "Go get 'em, tiger!" he called. "Book it!" 332 The phone warbled. Click. "Hi?" The voice was rich and vibrant, with laughter hovering just around the corner. I squatted next to the little bucket that held the umbrellas. 333 "Um, hi! Ashley? This is Steve, from Dirty bASStards? You know, Doctor Steve? From Beth's bachelor party?" I took a deep breath and tried to act professional. "I'm returning your phone call." 334 "Steeeeve..." She had a very sexy lilt to her voice, all sass and ass. "Is this Steve, the black guy who slept with my aunt? Or Steve, the white guy who spooged all over my dress?" 335 I smiled. "Steve, the white guy who spooged all over your dress," I sighed. "Sorry about that," I lied, thinking about the sweaty feel of those awesome tits around my cock; I wasn't sorry about any of it. "The black guy is Carlos." My stomach dropped as I made the connection. "Wait. That was your aunt? The little chick who looked like she was twenty?" 336 The laugh was loud, silvery. "Yes, dumbass. She said the black guy was fantastic, which got me thinking about the party, which made me call you up." I frowned into the phone. "Hope you don't mind?" 337 "Oh, fuck no!" I felt myself flop-sweating. Christ, what was wrong with me? She was a hot piece of ass, but I was supposed to be a professional. I felt like a kid asking a girl out for Homecoming. "I mean, no, of course not. But my manager led me to believe you wanted to book a job?" 338 "Aww." It was the voice of a committed and experienced flirt. "And here, I thought you might just have wanted to talk to me. Guess I'm not quite as memorable as I thought, Steve-o." 339 "Ah, no. That's not it." I'd been thinking of this foxy little bitch for a week. And she knew it. "No, but I was just thinking you'd be busy?" 340 "Not really." She yawned. "Actually, I did want to hire you. But not all of your friends, Steve. Just you." 341 I felt my cock lurch. "Well, certainly." My mouth was dry. "Private outcalls are always available, and the price is negotiable. What do you need me for?" Holy Christ, did she actually want to fuck me? A night with her? I'd do it for free! 342 She laughed again. I got the impression she did that a lot. "Um, were you kidding when you told me you were a dogwalker?" 343 I scowled at my phone. The fuck? The truth was yes, of course; dogwalking was one of my many side gigs. Barx, an upscale company with nice polo shirts and no idea I stripped, paid me by the dog. "Yes, Ashley," I managed. "Why?" 344 I could imagine her shrugging, maybe playing with her curly hair. "Why, I was thinking I'd like to use your skills in dog maintenance, Steve." 345 I wondered whether she could hear me grinding my teeth. "Want me to give you their number? They like us to schedule appointments through their central facility." I swallowed. "We're fully bonded and insured for all your pet-care needs." Shit. Listen to me. Thirty-two years old, back living with my parents, spouting the party line to a violet-eyed flirt. When was I going to grow up? 346 She mmmed, appearing to take me seriously. "Sure. Give me the number. If I request you specially, they'll send you out? I'm hosting a small party, and there might be more than two dogs to take care of. Female dogs. How many can you handle?" 347 I tried not to sound discouraged. "I'm fully trained and certified. Shouldn't be a problem." I spat out the phone number. 348 "Female dogs, Steve." She sounded gleeful. "You know. Bitches. How many bitches can you handle, Steve?" 349 I wondered whether she had friends listening to her mock me, whether this was all just one big tease. I restrained a growl. "I'm sure you'll be satisfied with my services, Ashley," I replied flatly. 350 "I sure was last time," she agreed exuberantly. "My cousin was, too. Okay. Well, nice talking to you, Steve. You can expect a call from Barx soon, I guess." 351 "Sure thing." I thought of adding something else, like, "I'd like to bend you over and plunder your pussy like a pirate digging for fucking doubloons," but no. I was beginning to think I'd misread her. 352 * * * 353 I stopped into the gym for a quick shower later that afternoon, just before my monthly appointment for Jennae. She was another trainer at the gym, but she also did all the scheduling. So technically, she was sort of my boss. She gave me 5% off my trainer fees plus $75/hour for my help with her Hour of Inspiration, a class she ran for women only. 354 Thing was, she and I had hooked up during my first week training, and we'd hit it off after that. She had a thing for tongue play with white guys, and once she found out I was a pro, she decided she could go ahead and lick me all she wanted without any emotional attachment. She usually let me fuck her after she was done, which was nice of her; she was super-fine, a compactly muscular goddess with light-mocha skin and those weird, jade-green eyes some black women have. 355 She had a wild idea around that time, that women would flock to a yoga/fitness class if she gave them something inspirational to look at while they worked. So she asked around, found out one of the gym members whored at the brothel over at Southside Chiropractic, and headed down there to hire a muscular woman who'd agree to stand there naked and be admired. She'd found Steffi, a tight little package who plucked, oiled, and exercised herself into a perfect female form, and who also didn't mind being looked at. 356 It had been one of the class members' ideas to add me, the woman's heart and, no doubt, her vagina telling her that a nude man would be just as inspiring as a nude woman. So Steffi and I met, stripped, and posed while the class went on. We'd been doing this for several months now. Steffi was nice and we liked each other, so it was only natural that one thing occasionally led to another. 357 That's how I found myself balls-deep in her during Jennae's class, fucking her slowly and sensuously so that the assembled women could be inspired by the way our hairless, slithering bodies moved together. I looked out at them, my expression carefully noble, seeing nothing but a thicket of thigh-gapped legs rising toward the ceiling like a winter forest while they did a quad stretch. Most of them stared quite openly at Steffi and me, which suited us fine. 358 I had Steffi bent into a textbook downward dog, the muscles on her back rigid and sharply defined; her head was toward the audience. I stood easily straddling her lean, oiled thighs and flexed my abs slightly more than I needed to as I drove my dick down into her tight, welcoming vagina. Jennae ignored us, talking her ladies calmly through the moves while Yanni played in the background. 359 The first time hadn't been like this; Steffi and I had shaken hands, gotten naked, and then strolled into the classroom, where I'd stayed like a Hulk mannequin for the next hour, flexing and posing slightly. The women had looked at me quite unabashed, but I'd been careful not to stare; there was an awful lot of nipple and cameltoe on display, and of course the gloriously shaped Steffi had been posing right beside me. The whole point, according to Jennae, was that the women were supposed to look at Steffi and think of what they could become; they were supposed to look at me and think of who they could fuck. 360 Things had changed the month after that. I'd been standing there like before, rippling calmly, when I'd caught sight of one of the ladies in the back corner staring at my cock. She'd been a hottie, tall and lithe and just about naked in her boyshorts and her little sports bra, and the twinge in my dick had become a major part of the next few minutes before, shrugging mentally, I'd gone ahead and just let it happen. More and more of the women had begun gawking and whispering as I grew harder and harder, my purple cockhead rising slowly past the horizontal, but I'd been staring at the skinny chick in the back the entire time. 361 She knew it too, the minx, winking and licking her lips even as she reached sneakily down to touch herself with a hand adorned with a massive, glimmering wedding ring, her eyes bold and cool. My dick had just gone on jutting higher by the second. After a few minutes Steffi had calmly moved beside me, reached between my legs, and cupped my balls, and after that the ice was broken. Both of us made quite a bit of money fucking people we'd just met, so it was no big deal on the third meeting, when I'd popped more wood and, without saying a word, moved behind her, wedged my shaft in her asscrack, reached around to caress her sculpted abs, and given her a smooth, confident handjob. 362 Yanni had moved on to Mike Oldfield's Tubular Bells as I kept on fucking Steffi slickly, she and I both comfortable and confident and not needing to say a word; it's so nice to work with fellow professionals. By the third song, with just five minutes left in the session, I'd been shooting a casual splatter of my sperm across her smooth, naked flesh as she lay on her back at my feet, her splendid body arched and with me towering over her like some Roman statue, and a bashfully grinning sigh had gone through the whole class when they'd seen me spurt. 363 Hour of Inspiration, indeed. 364 * * * 365 I pulled up in my tight, powder-blue Barx & Co polo shirt and a roomy pair of cargo shorts, parking well away from the address I'd been given. I didn't mind being seen, actually; no, there were simply too many cars lined up outside the house in this ritzy neighborhood with its lazily looping streets. I saw nothing but clean sidewalks, eucalyptus trees, and wealth. Heaps of it, all scattered around in the form of overdone lawns, front doors with too many windows, and burglar alarm warning signs on every house. 366 And, of course, the professional dogwalkers. I was the third one I'd seen on my way through the neighborhood. 367 The note from Barx had mentioned this was a baby shower, which had confused me; I'd cum all over Ashley's belly, and I felt certain I'd have noticed if she was pregnant. But the home address listed someone named Norah Kleinman, and the credit card came from Ashley Gallo, and Beth's last name had been Gallo too, but when I looked the whole thing up online, it said the shower was for some chick named Meagan McCarthy. 368 Jesus. Didn't people just have these things at the local rectory or something? 369 Too much. So I sighed and meandered up the long, sloping brick walk to a richly varnished arched front door, and when I pressed the bell I heard actual fucking chimes inside, not the usual battery-powered shit. 370 Barking from behind the door. Motherfucker, it was high pitched and irritating; I'm not very good with the smaller breeds, which had been a source of tension between me and my boss at Barx. So I had to force myself to smile widely as the door swiveled open on oiled hinges, revealing a pleasant-looking woman of about sixty or so and, more to the point, a pair of yapping little puffballs at her feet. 371 Shih tzus. 372 I knelt at once, angling for a hefty tip, and pretended I wanted to do anything other than wrench the annoying little mutts' heads off. They sensed my hatred, obviously, and hung back by their mistress, who seemed oblivious. "Oh, hi!" Her hands fluttered as though she was shooing a fly. "Ashley mentioned she'd called a dogsitter." 373 I straightened, unsurprised when her eyes widened at my size; my shoulders were about three times wider than hers. I held out my hand. "I'm Steve. It's a pleasure to meet you. Who are these two lovely little guys?" I forced a smile, the two dogs shrinking back from me as though my hands were smeared with cat. I wanted to boot them across the room. "They're beautiful dogs." 374 "Oh, thanks!" With another glance at my arms, she stepped aside to let me in. "The brown one is Mopsy, and the brindled one is Cottontail." I did not ask about Flopsy; I'd gotten into trouble over that kind of thing before, with a client whose Larry and Moe had lost their Curly to a delivery truck. The owner had still been crying when I left. 375 I stepped into a gorgeous room, museumlike, with shining hardwood floors and paintings mounted way up high. "Hi, Cottontail," I cooed, cursing myself for my falsetto. "They're cuties. Uh, is Ms Gallo here? I've got a contract for her to sign." I held up my clipboard. 376 "She's on her way. She left to pick up more champagne." I glanced out a set of glass doors, seeing pastels and long hair over sleek feminine shoulders, a grassy backyard. "You'll be staying inside, of course. There's a cocker spaniel as well, but I don't think any of the dogs will give you any trouble." 377 "With such a calm human, I'm not surprised they're so well-behaved." I smiled at Mopsy, who looked like he/she wanted to leap up and eat my throat. 378 "Oh, aren't you sweet!" That calm human beamed up at me, her eyes flickering again to my arms. "Well. I'll leave you to it. I'm Mrs Kleinman. I'm one of Emma's aunts." 379 It meant nothing to me. I knew nobody here. I smiled benignly, then watched as Mrs Kleinman made her way through the museum to the glass doors leading out to the backyard. I wasted no time herding Mopsy and Cottontail into a nearby bathroom, shutting the door before I went to find the spaniel. 380 It was sleeping in the kitchen. Sweet! 381 So I settled onto the couch next to the bathroom door, figuring I'd hear any scratching if the shih tzus were in any real distress. I fished out my tablet and opened a book on the Norman conquest; I was just nine credits short of a history degree. 382 That's how Ashley found me about ten minutes later, bustling in with a paper shopping bag that clinked with deep, full notes. I glanced up as she turned to kick the door closed, and the sunlight coming in through the doorway highlighted a thin, flowy skirt over her stupendous legs, a simple silk tanktop, and her ropy curls piled high in a messy bun. She turned around and stopped short when she saw me through her big sunglasses, and I felt my mouth fall open. 383 Good Lord, she was sexy. Effortlessly sexy. 384 Dark red lips curled into a slow, easy grin. "Well, hello stranger," she sang quietly. "Have you cooked and eaten the shit-zoos yet?" 385 I shrugged and set my tablet down. She was padding over on nice brown leather sandals, her toenails an impeccable shade of dark pink. "I'm just heating the oil, for the sautee," I replied quietly. I wasn't sure if I should stand up, maybe offer a hug, possibly drop my shorts and bone her right here over the back of the couch. I shook that off. "You look fucking gorgeous." 386 "Thank you," she beamed. "It's nice to see you, but you looked hotter with your dick out." 387 I smiled, feeling high as a kite just from being in the same room with her. "I admire your honesty." I'd laid the contract on the cushion next to me. "I'll need you to sign this, and then the check..." 388 "What kind of underwear do you have on?" she interrupted coolly, raising her shades onto her forehead. The violet eyes left my mouth dry, and I felt my balls tighten just slightly. I cocked my head. 389 "Why?" 390 Ashley glanced at the paperwork, then out into the backyard for a moment. "Want to earn a few extra bucks, Stevie?" She nodded toward all the long hair and pastels. "I'm sure some of the ladies out there would admire your various skills. And I'm in charge of the entertainment, so... yeah." She smiled, her lower lip trapped just inside her teeth. "How about it?" 391 "Shit." I really was just here to watch the damn dogs, and I'd never done any kind of entertaining without Justin and his contracts. I frowned. "What kind of skills are you looking for, Ashley?" 392 She shrugged, setting her glorious boobs jiggling inside the flowing tanktop. So, so sexy. "It's a small event. Just six of us and Norah Kleinman, but that old hag's got a surprise appointment this afternoon to get her fucking muppet dogs groomed. Then you can drag out Amy's spaniel for a piss in the backyard and, well..." She arched an eyebrow and let me see her look at the front of my shorts. "Why, then you can just follow my lead." She waited while I thought about it. "You game?" 393 I sighed. "How much?" 394 She nodded toward her purse. "Two hundred. Cash." 395 "For what?" I raised my eyes hopefully. "Did you want to pick up where we left off?" 396 She gave out her rich, thick laugh. "Oh no, Stevie. I'd actually love to, but I can't." She gnawed more firmly on her lower lip, smirking playfully, and then thrust her hand in my face. "I'm engaged now, see." 397 Motherfucking fucking shit. It was no impediment, really; strippers do plenty of fun things with taken chicks. That's kind of the point. But I didn't like that she was shoving it in my face, literally. She knew I didn't like it, too, which made it much worse. I looked at the little fragment of diamond on her finger. "Congratulations," I said dryly. "Who's the lucky fella?" 398 She cocked her head. "Why, Steve," she murmured. "You almost don't sound happy for me." I waited her out, and she shrugged. "His name's Chad. We've been dating almost two years; it's time. He's really good in bed, he makes me laugh, and I want a kid." She shrugged. "He loves me, too, so that's a plus." 399 "I'm sure." I smiled. Mopsy or Cottontail was scratching a little; I wanted nothing else, suddenly, than to send them the way of Flopsy. "Really, congratulations." I frowned. "Can I be honest?" I asked suddenly, for of course I was going to do this; two hundred in cash? A bunch of young, drunk rich women? It was a no-brainer. "I've never really done things with a pregnant woman, and usually she'd be the one who'd get, you know, the main activity. I wouldn't want to, like, hurt anything..." 400 Ashley rolled her eyes. "You're sweet to worry, but trust me: Meagan is probably hornier now than she was before. And it's not like she's not experienced: she did manage to get herself knocked up, after all." She shrugged again. "A couple of the others are moms too, if that skeeves you out." 401 "No, actually." I'd done plenty of things with plenty of MILFs in the course of my job, and there was only one time it had been weird. I'd been an aide for the Central Adams schools at the time, picking up extra bucks babysitting high schoolers, and one day I'd been outside standing around directing traffic during pickup. One of the sophomores had gone diving into a nearby car and I'd glanced in at the driver, wishing her my usual "Drive safe," when I'd been totally shocked by the deep blue eyes staring back at me. 402 Chapter 2.4 I'd seen those eyes a couple weeks before, wide and wild in a face wrapped around my dick at a sorority reunion. 404 She seemed just as blown away as I was, and she'd left with a glance at my crotch and an awkward wave, blushing furiously. I'd just stood there stupidly, watching her car drive away, marveling; she'd had a great body and given excellent head, but if she had a kid in high school, she had to be like forty? Older? I'd quit that day. The school job, I mean. 405 I shook myself back into the present. "Nah, it's no biggie." I hesitated. "How far should I go?" 406 "As far as you want," she snapped evenly. "What kind of underwear do you have on?" 407 I smiled, then unzipped my shorts and spread the fly open. She looked down with interest. "Cute," she said eventually. "I like boxers. Look, just take them off before you come out. That way, they'll be able to tell when you get hard." 408 "Sure." 409 She smiled again, setting my cock twingeing once more, and then she picked up the champagne and started walking. "Norah will be in in a sec, so you might want to liberate her dogs. Just leave the paperwork right there; I'll sign it later." 410 "Uh, okay." Barx liked these things done right away, but I couldn't make this woman do anything. She knew it, too, swinging her full hips as she made her way through the kitchen, and I was left shaking my head. 411 Mrs Kleinman found me on the rug by the coffee table, rolling around on the floor with Cottontail (Mopsy? Did I care?), the three of us looking like we were enjoying ourselves. She grinned myopically down at me. "How cute!" She drew out a cellphone, last year's model, and took a few shots; I could see the thing wobbling enough that there was no way any of them would show anything but a blur. "I'll have to take away your little friends; Ashley and the girls bought me a free grooming down at Pupworks, sort of a thank-you for using my house." 412 "Oh!" I sat up. "I'll be so sorry to see them go!" The two useless little lifeforms looked reproachfully at me, offended by my lies. "Have fun!" There was no way Mrs Kleinman could tell I was going commando by now, my boxers shoved into my cargo short pockets, as I helped her load (more like shove) the shih tzus into their carrier and then hauled them out to her Benz. When I returned back inside the house, Ashley was sitting on the couch with her legs crossed comfortably, signing the Barx contract. 413 "Easiest dogsitting gig ever, huh?" She laughed. "Amy's fucking dog is like eighty, in dog years. Just get him up, nudge him toward the backyard, and turn him loose once you get out there." She smiled indulgently up at me. And then she spread her legs wide open as she got up, flashing me peach-colored lace stretched over what my trained eye told me was a cleanly waxed pussy. "I'll make sure the girls are all ready for you. I won't tell them you're a pro, but I'm sure they'll figure it out once you start throwing your cock around." She hesitated as she turned. "They're all fair game, if you know what I mean." She waggled her eyebrows suggestively, and my scrotum shuddered. 414 "Except you?" I glanced at her left hand, and she at least had the grace to look bashful. 415 "Sorry, Stevie. Look, I'm on my period anyway; it just wouldn't be right." 416 I drew myself to my full height. "You don't know what you're missing, Ashley." 417 "Yes I do," she replied at once. "Don't worry," she went on, over her shoulder now as her ass wagged away. "I'll get off. I like to watch." And then she slid the glass doors open, emerging into the sunlight to feminine laughter, and it was showtime. The signed contract lay on the couch beside a beefy wad of twenties, fastened by a rubber band 418 The tag on the spaniel's collar claimed his name was Norton, which did not impress me. I took a deep breath as I used my foot to gently prod the poor creature toward the back patio. "Come on, Norton," I sang. "Let's go see what the ladies are up to." 419 "Up to no good, soon," came a drunken cackle from the right, and another laugh brayed out from the other side of the patio. Right away I could tell this would be fun; these women were not sloppy drunks. They were just the kind that got smiley and, apparently, horny. "Shit, Ash. Good job finding this one." 420 "Hell yeah," someone said, "come on over here, dog guy; let me hump your leg." More laughter. Ashley was sprawled across from me, her legs spread slightly on her chaise-longue, those gold-medal eyes unreadable behind the big sunglasses. She was smiling smugly. 421 I turned that way with a genial smile, seeing a robust redhead with her mouth wide open in a saucy grin. Like the rest, she was wearing the uniform of loose, flowy skirt and bare-shouldered top, all except a somewhat meatier woman in shorts next to Ashley. She now moved her own sunglasses down her nose, looking at me mischievously. "Christ." She was looking me lasciviously up and down. "Did you bring enough for all of us?" 422 "Nobody's enough for all of us," Ashley countered, preening. "Ladies, may I present today's dogsitter, Steven?" 423 "Hi Steven!" The redhead was waving like the grand marshall at a parade. "Should we call you Steve, or should we just say, 'omigod, omigod, yes, yes, yes..." she trailed off into a fake orgasm, her narrow hips rolling back and forth on her chair, and everyone chuckled. 424 "Steve's fine," I answered coolly, still smiling. I looked around until I found the mom-to-be, and then I went over to her and crouched down. "Congratulations, ma'am. If there's anything I can do for you to make you more comfortable, please don't hesitate." 425 She looked frankly back at me, and I could see at once that whoever had gotten her pregnant must have enjoyed it thoroughly; you can just tell, with some chicks. This one was a maneater, smoking hot despite her massive belly. She squinted up at me, her long hand shading her from the sun. "Ashley," she sighed, "why didn't I wait for this one?" I smiled, and she giggled. "I'll bet you'd make a gorgeous baby with me, Steve. What do you think?" 426 I was about to answer, but the one in the shorts cut me off. "Bitch, you've already got one." She tossed back half a mimosa. "Give the rest of us a chance, huh?" 427 "Never mind them, Steve." She pregnant one was starting to scoot over, reminding me of a turtle on its back. "Why don't you sit down and join me?" 428 "Fuck that." A brown-haired girl with tight French braids was glaring up at me from her seat. She was sitting forward with her elbows on her knees, her neckline showing fresh, healthy cleavage. "I said I wanted to hump his leg, and now I want to hump his leg. Come here, Steeeven." She drew out the first syllable in a long, eager jeer, and almost without thinking I started to head that way. 429 "Hi," I grinned, quickly back in my element. I liked these chicks already. "What's your name, honey?" 430 "I'm Emma." She stuck her hand out; when I took it, it was still cold and moist from her mimosa. "Always nice to meet a new friend." I had a good read on her. Despite the broad, shiny gold band on her left hand, this one would be down for all kinds of dick. I kept hold of her hand, then bent quickly and offered my lips. She did not disappoint, grinning as she launched right into one of those smoldering, wide-mouthed, drippy kisses like you see on soap operas. I heard her moan slightly into my mouth; all around us, the other girls were cheering. "Holy shit," she gasped when I finally backed off. She turned to Ashley. "Where the fuck did you find this one?" 431 Ashley, still basking in the glow of her success, leaned back and poured herself a fresh drink. "I'll never tell." No indeed; even in a gathering with as much estrogen as this one, she could hardly admit she'd met me only after she sucked my balls into her mouth. 432 "Like I care," Emma muttered, looking me up and down. "Just stand there, dog guy; I've got some things I want to do to you." She opened her legs, paying no attention when her skirt rode up to show blue lace and dampness, and wrapped them around my knee. "Since Norton's too old to get it on, I'll be your bitch today." She giggled, then I felt heat and humidity as she hitched herself up to me and started to grind on my leg. Long fingers wrapped around my thighs, just inside the loose cargo shorts, still mimosa-cool. "My! You're quite a man." She was kneading my quads. 433 "Quit hogging him." The redhead was sauntering over. "I'm Tara. How long you been dogsitting, Steve?" I opened my arm, taking her lithe body hard against mine; her arms could barely get around my chest. 434 "Few years." I tipped my face down to hers, offering, and she took the bait just as Emma had. She was a really good kisser, totally passionate. Her tongue tasted like basil. We made out a few moments, once again accompanied by applause and hooting from the others, and then we separated heavy-lidded; she was back on me at once, nibbling at my lip, and between that and Emma's pussy rubbing against my leg, predictable things were starting to happen to my penis. "I've never kissed a Tara before," I flirted. 435 "Ever fucked one?" It was a hot whispery gust in my ear, and then she was back in my mouth. 436 "Jesus! Girls!" I glanced over, my tongue still sweeping the redhead's tonsils, to see the mom-to-be waving indignantly. "This is my party. Get your ass over here, Steve." 437 "Shit! Look at that!" came a half-whisper from the thicker girl in the shorts. "He's pitching a tent." 438 "You're welcome, ladies," Tara beamed, wiping her mouth. 439 "Fuck you. It was me." Emma was sitting back. She didn't bother to square away her skirt, her legs still sprawling with her blue thong plain to see. 440 "Hi!" I came up alongside pregnant Meagan, took her hand, and placed it on my abs outside the polo shirt. "How are you feeling?" 441 "Pretty fucking good." She had a glass of seltzer at her elbow. "It's a hot day. Why don't you take your shirt off, make yourself more comfortable?" I could tell from her shrewd eyes that she already suspected I was a stripper. "Feels like there's something worth seeing under there." 442 "More than one." It was the girl in the shorts, her hand unconsciously dropping between her legs. Yeah, this would be fine. Vaguely I was thrown by the lack of music, but the sheer fun these girls seemed willing to have made up for that. I'd enjoyed Emma's wiry limbs and Tara's opposable tongue, and all signs pointed to a happy, no-strings afternoon of pleasant debauchery, accompanied by a couple hundred in cash. 443 I whipped the Barx & Co shirt obligingly off, to the yowls of six female throats and the resulting confusion from Norton, who'd shuffled back to sleep under his owner's chair. Meagan's hand was right back on my abs, tracing all the hills and valleys, and I began to wonder whether it would be appropriate to call a temporary halt and go back inside to look for some oil. "You're sexy," Meagan assured me, and I steered carefully north of her belly to push my face down into her shirt and motorboat her warm, heavy tits. 444 She was bursting with laughter, her legs kicking out behind me, but after a few seconds she pushed my head away from her and slapped my chest. "No, you cretin. My boobs fucking hurt lately." But she didn't seem upset; she was grinning a dreamy, lazy grin, her eyes warm and wide. Her hand was firmly fastened to my penis, massaging it gently over my shorts. "Look, I appreciate the effort and all, but these days I mostly just want to lie around and nap. So you go have some fun with the girls," she invited. 445 Sweet! I wanted to go check out Norton's blond owner, who sat in the corner with smoldering eyes. I winked. "Anytime you want me, honey, Ashley knows how to reach me." I bent down and gave her the chance to nibble on my tongue for a few moments; she seemed to like that too, sitting back all hot and bothered, fanning herself. 446 Tara was waiting for me as I turned away, looking up at me through hooded eyelids. My God, but she was fine. "Oh, come on," I winked at her. "Give a guy a break. Others need me, too." 447 "Damn straight!" The brunette in the shorts was masturbating openly now. 448 Tara's eyes narrowed. "Look, stud, I've been married long enough that my husband doesn't look like you anymore. Know what I mean?" Her hand twitched; she was five seconds away from groping me right here. "Why don't we just cut to the chase? I think old Mrs Kleinman has a spare bedroom." 449 "She does," Ashley crowed from her chaise. She had her knees up high and her hands on her thighs. "But then, we couldn't all watch." 450 I glanced over. Years of experience had already told me how this was likely to go. Meagan and Ashley were the audience; they were out of my mind already. The smoky-eyed blonde with the dog had made no move yet other than to sit in her chair and watch me; she'd be the wild card. I might fuck her, but the odds were low and falling. Emma would have felt great around my cock, but I sensed she was too drunk. I'd eat her out, and that would be enough. Besides, Tara had asked first, and she clearly wanted it most: she'd be the one to get my dick. Persistence mattered. Hell, at that very moment she was chewing on my earlobe with her hand on my bare chest; what was I supposed to do? 451 Besides, she was crazy sexy. 452 Which just left the lusty woman in the shorts, now eyeing me as though she wanted to take me home and imprison me in her basement. Though not a slob, she was definitely on the larger side; in keeping with received wisdom, she'd give the best head. So she'd definitely get her chance. 453 I disentangled myself from the clingy Tara, finding her ear with my tongue first. "Cool off for a second, sexy," I urged her. "I'll take care of you later." She gave a low and very knowing chuckle, then turned my head to give me another boxer-dropping kiss, marking her territory for the others. 454 The blonde was looking at me like a banana she wanted to peel, so why not give her her fun? I held out my hand as I approached. "Steve," I said politely, my penis leading the way against the inside of my shorts. "It's nice to meet you. I like your dog." 455 "Thanks," she replied coolly. "So does my ex-husband. That's the only reason I took the damn thing." She let me put her hand on my side, just next to my kidney. "You work out?" 456 I laughed. "You know it." 457 "I do." She hadn't moved her sunglasses; I had no clue what color her eyes were. "I'm Amy." 458 "No," I corrected. "You're beautiful." The chair she was in was far too flimsy for me to hop up onto it with her, so I contented myself with straddling her smooth, nicely-shaped legs. Amy was very petite. On her own, she put her other hand opposite the first, feeling my flesh. My cock pushed my shorts out right in her face. "Having a good time?" 459 "Sure." She moved both thumbs slowly down inside my shorts, pressing on the hard muscled wall of my pelvis. "Yourself?" 460 "It's a little warm out here," I admitted, smiling down at her; her job, whether she knew it or not, was to get me naked. "I was thinking I might want to get a little more comfortable." 461 She smiled, thin-lipped; she knew the score. This was a crafty bitch. "I can do that for you." 462 "Can you?" I had both hands on her bare shoulders, stroking her gently. I've got large hands, and Amy was so tiny I could almost reach her nipples with my thumbs. I held off on that, though, for another few minutes. I wanted to look down and see my cock in her face. 463 She looked at me; I could finally make out blue eyes behind the glasses. "What's the magic word, Steve?" 464 I winked. Shit, maybe I'd fuck her after all. "Abracadabra," I teased, letting my hips move. Her thumbs went deeper; the left one was just half an inch from the root of my cock. 465 "No," she scolded. "The real magic word." She glared intensely up at me, her own body moving slightly, and I let my mouth fall open. 466 "Vagina." I said it quietly, almost whispering. "There's nothing more magical." 467 "Mmm..." She started unbuttoning my shorts deftly, with the familiarity of a sorority slut. "Cheesy, but not wrong." Her narrow, pointy-chinned face didn't change as my cock lunged out toward her, shuddering in front of her face like a loaded gun. The rest of the party went crazy as my cargo pants slipped off my ass and hung up on my spread thighs. Amy finally allowed herself a smile. "Nice dick." 468 "Thank you." I spread my hands wider, my thumbs at last splaying onto her quivery little nipples. "Go ahead and suck on it a little, see how it tastes." 469 "Well. That's quite an offer." A could feel at least three hands on my butt, plus another one snaking around underneath, seeking scrotum. Exhilarated female voices filled the air all around me, but I only had eyes for Amy right now. You have to learn to focus on this job. I leaned down, my abs straining, to whisper into her ear. 470 "Better hurry. They're going to rip me apart." Somebody tugged my balls hard, and with a slight smile Amy finally leaned her head forward just a bit, her tiny mouth opening, and she popped my head in. 471 At once, the rest of the girls went Roman-orgy crazy. "I can't believe it!" I heard Tara screech; apparently, getting Amy to blow me was some sort of achievement. Tara pushed her tongue back into my mouth from the side. "She never does this kind of shit." 472 I smiled back at her, thrusting very slightly with my hips, feeling the ridges behind my cockhead glide across the woman's willing tongue. Hands were all over me now, pulling at my shorts, and I got my legs together so that nobody would tear them in half. I'd encountered this kind of crazed passion before, but not very often. "Shit, you're a goddamn Greek god," Tara was gushing into my ear. "I can't wait for you to fuck me." 473 "Uh-huh," I replied, concentrating on not falling on slight little Amy, and then I was spinning to face the rest of them, launching into one of my well-practiced stripper dance moves, wagging my dick at them, and the girl in the shorts was already sliding onto her knees before me, pulling her heavy breasts out of their expensive bra, the nipples huge and dark. Her hand was already pulling my cock down toward her chest. 474 "Get that shit in here, you fucker," she spat, her pretty face concentrating, and the cheering intensified as our flesh met. Her tits were fine and soft and hot and sweaty around my meat, my purple head peeking out like a turtle. "Fuck my tits," she snarled, and of course I complied. 475 "Wait a sec." I'd done this before. "It'll feel better if you get it wet first." Her tongue was already stretching down toward my piss-slit, but now she hunched over to suck half my length into her eager, breathless mouth, working me like a whore. I tossed my head back and closed my eyes, for I hadn't been wrong: the fat girl gave outstanding head. "Shit." 476 "Her name's Heather," Meagan supplied helpfully. She'd waddled over to watch the action. "She's married to my brother," she chuckled. 477 "Not today," Emma sniped. "Today, she's blowing the dogsitter." 478 She caught on quick, saliva bubbling from her mouth and down her tongue, dripping slick and warm across her chest, and when my dick returned to her cleavage everything moved much better. "Aw yeah," Heather grunted at last, wrapping her breasts around my shaft again, and then I was pivoting my hips and fucking her tits hard. Emma shimmied into reach, holding her skirt high above her waist, the invitation obvious, and my hand shot out to cup her steaming pussy. 479 I glanced over at one point to see Ashley, still lounging comfortably in those big sunglasses with her mimosa, watching me with a sexy little smile. She raised her glass and blew a kiss when she saw me looking, but by that time Heather was drying out and Emma was doing the opposite, my fingers twisting her panties to worm into her slit, and it was already time to move on. 480 I was surprised, as I backed away from Heather's reddened chest, to discover that the tongue I'd been feeling in my ass had belonged to the aloof Amy, who now smirked up at me. "You're a dirty girl," I nodded at her, dancing clear of the little cluster of girls. I had Emma by the hand, and I was leading her someplace where I could tongue-fuck her. My dick bobbed merrily before me. 481 Chapter 2.5 I decided on the chaise-longue next to Ashley's. 483 Pulling up, I grasped Emma by her athletic little waist and dragged her around to my front, diving toward her ear. "I want to munch on your dirty little cunt," I told her savagely, and I felt her melt in my arms. She had a hand between us, groping blindly for cock. "I want to feel you squirm." 484 Panting, her eyes wide, Emma just nodded in drunken excitement. She whooped as I thrust my arm between her legs and picked her sexy little body up off the ground, slinging her over my back like a coal miner hauling his sixteen tons. I felt her hands all over my ass; she was seizing the moment, nibbling at the skin on my back, my shoulders, my arms, anywhere she could reach. 485 She collapsed onto the chaise with a deep, gusty sigh, and I left her no time to recover; even before her friends had gathered to watch, I already had her panties flung onto the grass and her naked legs up over my shoulders. Her pussy was unexpectedly hairy, but it wasn't like I cared about that at all; this woman was primed and ready, stinking of sex, and on top of that she was blessed with a nice, fat clit. 486 This shouldn't take long. 487 I was sucking on that quivering little finger right from the start, giving her no time at all to recover from the excitement of being thrown bodily down. Most chicks like it a little rough; not that it's comfortable, but most of the girls who want to get nasty with built strippers aren't the kind of women who regularly get caveman sex. So I devoured her, my strong fingers clenched mercilessly over her sweet little ass, her pussy-wet pubes tickling my nose. It was like shoving my nose into a sponge, like being waterboarded. 488 Into her slit went my tongue, tasting sweat and lust, and then her thighs were clamping down hard onto the sides of my head, squeezing me like I had my face in a vise. I could feel her body go tense; clearly she worked out, with muscles like that, and I wondered idly whether I should tell her I was a trainer. 489 I couldn't hear anything at all, but the whole world was vibrating around me as Emma and her stomping, screaming posse went wild. I could tell it was a massive orgasm; I didn't know her well enough to figure out whether she was used to that, but most of the women who'll let themselves get publicly eaten out by a strange stripper are, by definition, looking for a little bit of excitement, and I was pleased I could give her some. 490 She soaked me. Absolutely soaked me. I knew her ankles were locked behind me when I found myself totally unable to move, twitching like an animal in a trap, able to do nothing but lick at her sloppy snatch. I kept on driving, burrowing, my nose nudging at her flat belly, maximizing her pleasure, because I knew I'd need to stop soon; I couldn't fucking breathe. 491 She wouldn't let me go, but long ago Jerry had taught me a simple way to get a woman to unwrap her legs: jam a finger up her ass. I did, and with a shrieking squawk Emma finally kicked me free, where I lay sprawling on the grass with my dick hard and trembling, looking blearily up at where her fine little legs now drooped over the edge of the chaise, their owner sobbing and wheezing above. 492 Three down, one to go. 493 And she wasn't in the mood to wait, I could already see. Even before I got my breath back, Tara's skinny legs were folding over my thighs, her skirt hitched up under her armpits; her panties were already long gone, and I watched panting as her vagina, a weepy scarlet slit topped by severely trimmed red pubes, lowered itself to run her lips up and down along my naked cock. "You're going to fuck me so hard!" she crowed, kneading my body with her desperate hands, and I was on the verge of grabbing her ass and jabbing my dick right up into her when cooler heads prevailed. 494 "Hey guys," Ashley drawled, sounding like she was watching a good movie, "we're getting a little loud. Why don't we take it inside so the neighbors don't start freaking out?" 495 For an instant Tara and I stared hard into each other's eyes, wild and horny and filled with the need to fuck, but then I blinked and remembered I was on the job, sort of. I needed a condom. 496 I struggled for control, but this wasn't my first rodeo. Gently I pushed her up and off me, lifting her like a ballerina, the wary disbelief etched on her face. "Let me take you to bed," I urged, her flesh hot and firm under my palms, and finally she snapped herself back into sanity, her whole body flushed. 497 She was staring down at my rampant cock, her eyes lighting up. Then, she raised her head and looked around as though she wasn't even expecting anyone else to be there. "I guess we can't scandalize the neighbors," she shrugged, and then she got to her feet, slid her skirt from her body, and popped off her top and bra as though she'd been stripping in front of these people her whole life. A chorus of woo-hoos greeted her casual nudity, and she obligingly launched into a few poses. Then she reached her hand down to me. "You coming?" 498 "Soon," I winked, and I let her think she was helping me up. Christ, is there anything in the world as sexy as a confident woman with no clothes on? I ran a hand casually up and down my cock. "Head on in and find a bed, then I'll fuck you until you can't walk straight." 499 "Ooh!" Heather had her hand in her shorts again. "Big talk from a big man." 500 I smiled and crossed the grass to my cast-off shorts, seeking a condom, as the girls drifted into the house. I was buzzing. I was about to get laid, laid hard and vicious by a vivacious woman with no qualms about getting herself reamed open. She knew what was coming, and so did I, and we were both completely into it. That's the best kind of sex, I've always found: no strings, no illusions, no clothes. 501 Tara's butt was pale and skinny as I followed it into the house. Left behind on the chairs outside was a tired Meagan, who claimed her feet hurt, and Amy, who looked after us thoughtfully as she petted Norton. I glanced back, then turned to Heather. "What's her problem?" 502 Heather blinked. "Dude, Amy is Tara's sister. You didn't know that?" 503 I shrugged. "I met you guys, what, fifteen minutes ago?" I laid a hand comfortably on Heather's ass as we walked, squeezing gently. "I didn't know what I was missing, though." 504 "Damn straight." Ashley was in front of us, and even as I grabbed Heather's butt I was staring at Ashley's. Bitch knew it, too, swishing her hips from side to side like a Polynesian underwear model, and my dick stayed hard and straight and ready as we drifted through the house, looking for a guest room. 505 "In here!" It was hoarse Emma, calling out excitedly from across the house, and when I got there my little ginger whore was already sprawled on her belly atop the comforter. "Come on in, make yourself at home," she urged, looking greedily at my cock. 506 I leaned down impulsively to give her a deep, searching kiss as we passed. She giggled. "You taste like me," she whispered. 507 "I enjoyed getting to know you." I made sure my erection drifted across her body as I turned away. It's important, in a business where word of mouth matters, to leave the women happy, even if you don't put it in them. She shivered, leaning against the wall. 508 I turned my attention to the prone Tara. There was no more whooping now, no more teasing: these women had front-row seats at a live-action porno, and to their credit they weren't taking it for granted. Ashley, finding a loveseat in the corner and settling in with shining eyes, looked calm and self-assured; she had the air of a woman who's watched people fuck before. But the others waited motionless, grinning with wide eyes as I approached my woman. 509 The condom wrapper made a loud crinkling noise in the quiet room, the latex snapping into place around my shaft like it had hundreds of times before. I could feel my balls, heavy and tight, shuddering below. This was going to feel good. Tara lay lean and submissive before me, her red curls spread wide across her freckled back, and suddenly I grew impatient for her body. "On your knees, Tara!" I barked. I'd guessed outside, from her reactions, that she wanted to be taken hard. "I need a hole to put my dick in, and I doubt you want it to be your ass." 510 I heard a gasp from behind me somewhere, but I was focused on nothing but the naked form I was about to nail. She obeyed at once, her knees sliding underneath her to lift her butt high, the cheeks white and symmetrical and tight, leaving a wide gap in between for my dick. I made one last adjustment to the rubber, enjoying the sight of Tara's twin cheeks, her smoothly sloping back, her rumpled curls, the exquisite china-doll gorgeousness of this sweet body I was about to ravage, and then her pretty face was craning around to watch me approach. 511 No fear there, either. She was gazing at me with slitted-eyed lust, her eyes skating all across my body. "I'm about to be fucked by a masterpiece," she said quietly, her voice hoarse. The corner of my eye showed me Ashley, smiling, leaning forward intently, and then I was kneeling on the bed behind my waiting woman. 512 I'd teased her enough outside. She was wet and ready, and I lined myself up and slid on in, making it a little more than halfway before I felt her spasm around me. I stopped at once, my fingers light on her hipbones, waiting until she relaxed, and then I went back to work. She let out a quivering sigh as she felt me fill her at last, and of course the magic was there when I looked down past my own tanned, rippling body and saw nothing but her smooth ass pinned against me, with no distance between us. 513 Shit, she felt good. 514 I was already planning ahead. She was fully into my body, and she'd want to watch me as I pounded her. So I kept it gentle at first, riding smoothly in and out, getting her calmed down and smiling into the comforter with her eyes half-closed. A phone clicked behind me as it took a picture. I reminded her I loved her ass, light feathery finger-touches across her flesh, tickling her; just calm, even, enjoyable fucking, two sexy people getting to know each other. 515 Her asshole was staring at me, and for a moment I wondered idly whether someone so skinny could ever be made to take it there, but around that time she started backing impatiently into me, our taut flesh starting to slap, and an appreciative murmur began to rise behind me. Unable to stop herself, Emma burst out with "Go get it, Tara! Yeah!" And then Tara was blushing, smiling, forcing herself backward with greater speed and a devilish twist in those strong hips, and as things got a little more heated I knew it was time to flip her over. 516 She wanted a Greek god? She'd get one. 517 I smacked her hip insistently, and of course she got the message; this bitch was fully present, totally in the moment. She gathered herself and then leapt off my dick, landed on the pillow, and threw her sinewy legs wide for me. I chased her across the mattress on my knees, my balls hanging low, and I'd been right: she was staring at nothing but my muscles as I approached, her eyes wide and hot. Her vagina was more than ready for my rigid dick as I spread my knees wide to get my shaft low enough; she matched me perfectly, raising her legs to rest on my shoulders, and with an earthy squelching noise I plugged straight back into her. 518 She felt different this way, hotter, tighter, or maybe she was just more into it now that she could watch me. She was staring the whole time, her fine fingers incredulous on my chest and belly, her mouth wide open in pleasure, and so I gave her what she wanted: I sped up and started smashing into that snatch like it had offended me, like I was trying to get her pregnant, like I was looking to bust straight through the back of her pussy and cum into her lungs or something, and the sweat began to fly. 519 "Fuck yeah," Heather blurted, now close behind me, and Tara and I didn't care; we just kept on fucking, our bodies in synch, our flesh slamming together. I'd made the right pick, clearly; she and I were all over each other. 520 When the moment was right, I snaked my finger down and began to flick it along the top of my plunging shaft, searching for her clit; I could tell I found it as she showed her teeth and drove her head back into the pillow, the tendons in her neck standing out strongly. A sudden warm wash of her juices was dripping down my thighs, and I leaned down to brace her shoulders so that I could fuck her harder. 521 She pushed through that orgasm and then clasped her legs around my flexing ass, staring hard at my face with her pupils wide. Her whole body was red and sweaty, and holy shit I wanted to make her cum again. This woman was a phenomenal lay. She felt great underneath me, her body surging with mine, and I changed the angle of my hips so that I could drag my cock across her clit like a bow across a violin string, and I pounded her straight down into the bed until, at last, her eyelids fluttered and her legs tightened some more, and that was it. 522 Tara was completely fucked out as I ripped my cock savagely from her greedy hole, my balls jiggling expectantly. She scrambled frantically to get her hands between us, clawing at my dick until she had the rubber off; she flung it over her shoulder into some remote corner of the room just as I jerked myself once, then twice, and then let go. 523 She gasped and then laughed, exhilarated, as my sperm smacked onto her flesh. Heather, leaning in very close, breathed, "Holy shit." I came powerfully, five strong surging spurts, all of them painting her chest and face in a series of lumpy white lines. She was panting hard up into my face, laughing, my world suddenly dominated by the scent of basil. 524 "Well." I gave her a chaste kiss, gentle and careful to avoid my own semen; I dislike the taste. "I guess I've fucked a Tara now." 525 "You sure have," she giggled. 526 We straightened up as best we could, but I think Tara was a little ashamed of the stains she'd left on the sheets, as well as the spent condom we never did find. We all hoped it would be awhile before the Kleinmans had anyone over. I dropped the van back at Barx, collected my paycheck, and then five of the girls from the party took me out to dinner; Emma wasn't up to it, and had to get back to her husband anyway. We lingered over seafood and some wine, and when it was time to go there were hugs, kisses, even an overt grope or two. 527 Amy's sitter had put her kid to sleep. We did our best not to wake him up, but we were not successful. 528 * * * 529 And then? Back to the grind. 530 I picked up a few easy bucks every week or so as a life model over at the university's Art Institute, collecting a nice fat collegiate fee for literally doing nothing more than sitting on a stool, or occasionally standing up. It did go a bit long sometimes, and there was a strict rule against smiling, but it was sixty an hour and the referrals had already paid off. 531 The professor was a dry, precise woman with no interest in me whatsoever. She'd welcome me with some tea, but after that she was all business: "They're drawing the musculature of the forearm today," or "I want you to make absolutely certain your legs are eighteen inches apart," or even "You need to be erect today." I'd worked with her for a couple of years, and she seemed to respect my body. 532 Oh, and no flirting with the artists. That was another rule. 533 But the blonde was back that afternoon, sitting next to the strangely intense young lady with all the tats peeking out from under her clothes. That one was trouble too, all smoky slanting eyes and a power-packed little body, but her neighbor was the one who got my motor running. Tall, very slender, she was one of those delicate, fair-haired waifs with ethereal eyes and flesh so pale it seemed translucent. 534 I had no idea why I was so attracted to the skinny little bitch. I'd stuffed so many women that it was impossible to say I had a "type;" they were all beautiful, in a way. It was true: there's at least one sexy part of every single woman on Earth, a defense mechanism Jerry had taught me early on. But I couldn't really pin down what it was about that blonde. 535 I think it might have been her vulnerability. 536 In my mind's eye I didn't just fuck her, I completely brutalized her. I tied her down, I handcuffed her, I whipped her with a riding crop. I took her rough in the ass, spending hours wedging her open with a cock gone harder than I could remember. Still in my imagination, I hooked her mouth to drag her head painfully around so that she could watch my dick emerge from her tight little anus. I choked her, I shook her, I left her panting and sobbing, streaked with sweat and tears and cum and shuddering in the grip of the massive, searing orgasm I'd given her, the best she'd ever had, and then I turned on my heel and left her room with my dick swinging long, the poor shattered girl begging me to come back and do her again. 537 Every time I posed for this class it was like that, me fantasizing about my quiet little pale mouse on the end of the row, gnawing on her lower lip as she worked hard trying to render my ridged body in charcoal. It was a curiously intimate relationship; I felt like these art students knew my body better than Brooke had, even though I'd dated her for five solid years. 538 At the end of every session I had to shake it off, the grim memory of that brutal fantasy, and those were the only times anymore that I ever had to jerk off; I was always careful not ever to touch the waxy girl with the blonde curls, not even to look at her, so on the day when the chick with the tats stopped me, I was confused. "What?" 539 "I said," she replied evenly, "I want to know if I can tattoo you on me." 540 I blinked, glancing over as the blonde left, drifting back into her life. "You what?" 541 "You're the sexiest man I've ever seen," she explained bluntly. "And I like sexy men. If you'll give me permission, I want to take my drawing of you and put it on the back of my thigh." She turned then and, quite casually, pulled her skirt up to show a few patches of pale skin on the backs of both legs, one of the smooth, pale regions extending up onto her butt underneath a practical pair of green panties. "Right up onto my ass." 542 I swallowed hard. But not as hard as she swallowed later, when she took my load down her throat before a long, sweaty night of sexual gymnastics in a converted industrial building outside of town. She had an apartment up in there, with a whole bunch of heavy equipment downstairs; I have no idea what she was up to, but she was certainly into me. Three times I got it up for her that night, the sexy little witch. 543 But I'll be honest. The entire time, I was thinking about the pale blonde who'd been sitting next to her. 544 * * * 545 Lauren told me about a booking she'd assigned me to, maybe four or five months after the baby shower. I'd forgotten most of that, the party guests blending into the usual string of strip-jobs, the endless oral and manual encounters with scores of screaming women. I'd seen Amy several times; she'd hired me as a personal trainer, which was going well, but I'd actually begun to forget about Ashley and her violet eyes. "They requested you specially. Bachelorette gig, the usual thing. Two guys, one fluffer." 546 "No shit." I studied the call sheet. "Me and Kyle? No third?" 547 She shrugged. "She just wanted you. I had to convince her to take someone else." She smiled to herself. "They won't regret getting Kyle. I might have to go along as the plant." 548 "Huh." I frowned, then I understood. The contact person on the form was one Tara Jordan. Jesus. Obviously I was being hired to strip at Ashley Gallo's bachelorette party. 549 I pulled out my phone and thumbed my calendar open. "When's this? Two days?" 550 Lauren shrugged. "If that's the date on the form." She looked up from her solitaire and frowned. "What? What is it about this chick?" 551 Chapter 2.6 I plugged the info into my phone. "Actually? I'm not too sure." 553 * * * 554 The joint was already jumping when we got there fifteen minutes early, like normal. I usually liked to get in touch with the contact person and see whether there were any changes or concerns. The place was small, a new club over in Harborside, maybe fifty people max. Most bachelorette parties only have maybe ten attendees; in the old days, they used to be a lot bigger. 555 We waited in the van while I called the number Tara had listed on the call sheet. In the back was Kyle, who called himself Scrotumus the Gladiator when we did roleplay. Tonight, he was in nothing but a loose tracksuit and his cock sling underneath. He sat against the back doors of the van, chugging on a Red Bull and watching greedily as Alison and Alicia got themselves ready. 556 I'd been surprised that Alicia was coming along. "She's not getting paid," Lauren had told Alison forcefully. "The bitches at the party would only pay for one fluffer." 557 "I know." Alison shrugged. "No biggie. She just felt like a night on the town, and she likes Kyle." Lauren raised no more objections; she could certainly understand a girl who liked Kyle. The man was chiseled from marble, with a nine-inch cock. He sat there now, casually tugging at his penis as he watched the girls adjust their breasts. 558 "How about a little nip slip, Alison?" he called, sounding dangerous. She rolled her eyes at him. 559 "Fuck off." She wasn't a fan, but her sister made a big show of glancing around, turning to face the blonde god in the back, and yanking down one of her bra cups. The two of them snickered. "You're such a slut, Alicia." 560 "Yup," the girl agreed. I felt my cock tighten; they were both hotties, but little Alicia was an absolute knockout. She'd looked fantastic that one time, riding my cock. She definitely had a thing for Kyle, though. 561 A knock on the window, and I leaned over to the passenger side to open it up for Tara. If my dick had tightened for Alicia, it definitely gave a twitch when Tara climbed into the van. She'd changed her hair, going short. "Hi, Steve," she greeted me, leaning over for a kiss on the cheek. "Long time no see." She looked curiously around at the other three. "Hi, guys." 562 I decided to be professional. "So, I just need the final payment," I began, brandishing the contract. "Then, just to confirm who we can and can't mess with? You got the wristbands?" 563 She smiled. "Sure did." We had a system at some parties, involving colored wristbands that said who wanted us to get involved with them. "Twelve girls. You've, uh, met a lot of them," she told me, with a meaningful glance. Alison was watching us with interest. "From the shower." 564 "What shower?" Alison sounded protective. 565 I nodded back toward them. "Alison and Alicia work with us, just to keep things going? If needed? I think Lauren told you about that?" I trailed off, then rallied. "Alison will also make sure the club DJ knows what's up 566 "Sure." The three women eyed each other, their glances full off all sorts of ominous feminine undertones. The silence grew thick as Kyle kept on wanking himself gently inside his banana hammock. "They won't need to keep things going," she said confidently, with perhaps a hint of scorn. "You're welcome to come party, though. I'm Tara." 567 The sisters smiled with no warmth at all. "A pleasure." The three of them got ready to go. "See you guys in, what, a few minutes?" Alison told me pointedly. 568 We entered to the usual smoky, stroboscopic din of bass and shrieks, the overwhelming odors of sweat, booze, and perfume. Kyle led the way, glancing curiously into the club space as the two of us headed back toward the manager's office to wait. "You're going first this time, right?" He nodded quickly, already reaching into his pocket for the usual wrap of coke. "I'll give you, oh, ten minutes?" 569 Kyle hooted back the white powder, blinking suddenly. "Bro, you just head on in whenever you want to. I'm cool." I frowned. Kyle was good, but young and inexperienced. 570 "And, dude, remember: you're here for the guests. Not for Alicia." 571 He grinned. "We'll see." He took a deep breath, put on his sunglasses, and bounded out of the room. I caught the DJ's voice, excited, as he read our script, the thumping bass of our usual entry music drowned out by a sudden burst of female voices as they caught sight of Kyle. 572 I sat in the club manager's ratty chair and tried to relax. I hated waiting. I was always thinking at times like this that it would be cool to get into transcendental meditation, or something. I was already in my paramedic getup with the bright red nuthuggers underneath; noplace to put my tablet, so I couldn't even read. The manager had nothing, no magazines or newspapers; just a bare office. 573 I thought about texting Alison, getting her in here on her knees to pass the time with some fluffing, but what was the point? It was usually better, tipwise, to be soft when you went in. That way, the guests would get to watch you get hard, which usually drove them crazy. Although, from the sounds coming through the walls, Kyle already had them crazy enough. I sighed and tried not to look at the clock. 574 So, when at last I burst out of the manager's office and into the small, sweaty crowd of booze-soaked revelers, I was already impatient. Part of that had to do with the natural need to do something; I'm a high-energy person anyway, and the extra testosterone I pushed makes it worse. Another part had to do with the fact that Kyle, in all his statuesque glory, had already had the floor for ten minutes uncontested, competing with no one for tips; we did not pool. 575 But I'll admit it. Most of it had to do with wanting to see Ashley Gallo again. 576 She was invisible when I came barreling out, the dancefloor a densely packed swamp of arms and hairstyles and swaying shoulders. Just as planned; Kyle would be in the middle, giving some chick a lapdance. The idea was that I'd "rescue" her, do my CPR bit, and then the party would get crazy. 577 I was not terribly surprised when the lapdance victim was Alicia. She'd been gunning for Kyle since we'd picked her up, and why not? He was our most popular dancer, and for good reason. I'd pegged her age at about twenty-one, twenty-two; younger than Alison, anyway. She sat on a folding chair, grinning like a monkey while he ground his bare ass into her lap, his big dick flopping. It was always tough to tell whether he was fully hard, since he often sagged under his own weight, but Alicia was hot enough that I had little doubt what her hands meant as they reached around and gripped his veiny shaft. 578 "Out of the way! Move it!" I bellowed, and some of the faces around me lit up when they saw me; I caught Tara with her thin-lipped smile, her eyes widening as she saw me. Heather was on the far side, frightening and dripping, while off to the side swayed Meagan, now minus her fetus and looking drop-dead sexy with a post-pregnancy glow that lit her eyes with fiendish lust. They lit up further when she recognized me. 579 "Shit." I'm not sure who said it as I pushed the grinning Kyle off Alicia's lap and put my fingers to her neck to make like I was checking her pulse. "The dogsitter is also a fucking paramedic?" The voice sounded amused. 580 "Stand back! This woman needs air, stat!" I scooped up the startled Alicia, who squawked in a most undignified way as I lifted her to the floor amid a chorus of fresh whoops. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Kyle, moving off into a corner with Heather and two other nameless chicks, but I was already twisting Alicia's sweet young titties and shouting "CPR! Mouth-to-mouth!" I didn't let the girl recover as I forced my tongue against hers, her arms coming spasmodically up to wrap around me; Alison was probably rolling on the floor by now, laughing. 581 Alicia's mouth tasted weird, probably like Kyle's nutsack, but I didn't stay on her long. "CPR!" I was kneeling over her supple little body, mauling her breasts, and amid laughing and applause I finally sat back on my heels and wiped my brow. "I think she's going to make it, girls," I panted, making good eye contact with the grinning circle around me, and then the DJ paid attention to the script, put on Carol Douglas' 1974 proto-disco hit "Doctor's Orders," and I was launching into my usual dance routine to the rhythmic clapping of my sudden, pussy-stinking fanclub. 582 Just another night. 583 I finally found Ashley about half an hour later, as she navigated back into the room from wherever it was she'd been. She was in the usual uniform: party dress, a cheap sash with FUTURE MRS. PFEIFFER scrawled across it in crudely done glitter paint, and a veil already spattered with scotch. She entered with Emma, the two of them arm-in-arm from the bathroom, where they'd been doing God knows what. I thought I saw her eyes crinkle into a smile when she caught sight of Kyle, in his glory at one of the booths, getting heavily fellated by Heather; I knew he shared my views on the oral capabilities of fat chicks, and from the looks of things we weren't wrong where Heather was concerned. Another girl sat alongside him with his finger in her tight pants, both of them laughing easily. 584 Me, I was busy getting head from Meagan, who'd loudly demanded my services after I'd gotten done slurping out some other guest's sweaty vagina. "I want to get a shot at what I was missing last time," she declared, which was only fair, so I let her slide off my dicksock. "There he is," she cooed, and she was on her butt at once, planting herself on a banquette while I stood on the seat over her upturned face with my cock pointing straight at her mouth. I let her be the one to get me hard; I figured it was the least I owed her. While she serviced me I endured the usual round of hands and lips and tongues on my body, and I had just gotten done exchanging a fond glance with Tara when Ashley finally noticed me. 585 Immediately I started planning my retreat from Meagan. She felt great around my pole, but it was rude to get a suck from a guest before the bride had even had a chance to grope the strippers. I knew Kyle wasn't professional enough to figure that out, not while he had his dick in a warm and willing mouth, so I took one for the team. I reached down into Meagan's shirt and tweaked the nearest handy nipple, which usually made the chicks stop. "Sorry, doll," I shrugged. "Gotta go." 586 "As long as you come back later," she purred, her hand already hitching up her dress so that she could relieve herself, and I gave her a nice long slippery kiss before I bopped across the room to the little raised platform where they'd put Ashley's table. She was smiling wickedly at me as I approached. 587 "Thought you might be here," she called. "As soon as Tara told me she'd handle the entertainment, I figured I'd be seeing you soon." Christ, such strong vibes from those violet eyes; this woman had an outstanding body and a first-rate attitude, but those eyes were really special. Her gaze didn't budge from my face as I reached her, but then she'd seen my body before. "Welcome to the party." 588 "Thanks." I leaned in close, and we gave each other a sizzling kiss, the kind you'd expect from a real couple. God, this chick could use her mouth! Her tongue lashed wet and wild against mine, and Emma stared. 589 "Shit. Get a room, you two." She was fingering her nipple as I finally pulled away. Ashley tasted of scotch and chewing gum. She giggled at Emma, still holding my eyes. 590 "He never needs a room," she scoffed. "Do you, Steve?" 591 I didn't lie, or flirt, or hesitate. "I'd fuck you right here and right now," I declared. She laughed at that, richly, but she knew I was serious. I smiled then. "Emma? If you clear off the table, you can watch me take her." 592 "Now now," Ashley purred, reaching down at last to flick my balls, "not so fast. The fun's just getting started. Besides," she teased, waving her left hand in front of my face, "I'm engaged. It just wouldn't be proper." She winked and tossed her head at Emma. "Why don't you just go ahead and fuck Emma, instead." 593 "Yes please." The brunette, now with a piled bun instead of her French braids, tossed back some champagne and without preamble stood up and unzipped her jeans. Nice jeans, I noticed, the $150 kind. Now she shoved them straight down her legs into a puddle of beer, not even caring. I noticed, in passing, that she was wearing the same blue lace panties from last time. She turned and bent over the table, showing me an ass that had spent hours in the gym. "Come and get it." 594 "What?" I mocked, with a wink at Ashley. She was sitting back now, amused behind her trashed veil. "Not going to hump my leg again?" 595 "Nah, you can do that this time." She closed her eyes and swayed as I sidled up to her and laid my dick playfully along her thigh, grinding slowly against her flesh. "Mmm. You're so hard!" 596 "It's one of the requirements of the job, honey." I was pushing my finger casually down into her thong, moving aside the flimsy lace and heading for her pussy like a heat-seeking missile. The room churned with cheers as I showed off her vagina. "Hmm. You're shaving now?" 597 "Oh, you know. I figured it was time to get modern." She gave a low groan when I began to flick her clit, just as fat and juicy as I remembered it. "I've been thinking about that tongue of yours," she admitted quietly, and I had to strain to hear her. "My husband just can't do it for me anymore." 598 "Give me his number. I offer lessons." We both chuckled, teasing and intimate, and I stepped up behind her. My cock fit neatly into the gap between her thighs, her lace-covered pussy hot and thick along the top of my shaft. Emma's head sank down, her shoulders slumping so that she could watch me move between her legs. "Or yours. I'd be happy to come over to your house and, I don't know, walk your dog?" I jabbed forward, her thighs slick along my cock. This was a super-fine woman, totally ready to get fucked. I'd enjoy doing her, too, but I was being paid to take care of Ashley first. She had her long, cool hand on the side of my ass, her violet eyes thoughtful. "Maybe clean your bedroom?" Another thrust, and for once I was grateful for the cockring. It's usually not difficult for me to hold off, but Emma was really something. 599 "I can think of some things you'd clean in there," Emma confessed, her voice thick and dangerous, and I glanced around to see what Kyle was up to. She deserved him. Alas, though, the kid looked like he was about to fuck Heather, of all people. I bent low over Emma's wiry back. 600 "Seriously. Call me." I kissed her gently on the side of her neck. "I'd enjoy spending time with you." Another kiss. "Naked." I had two fingers in there now, moving her body wherever I wanted it on top of my dick, and I felt like a king. It's a gift, an incredible gift, having a job like this. 601 "Mmm." Her sleek body twisting, Emma straightened up and tightened her thighs, trapping me in between, then twined her arm around my neck as she turned to stare into my eyes. Hers were a deep, deep brown. "Maybe I'll hold you to that." She took a deep breath. I could see that despite her overripe body and her general sexiness, this was not a woman ready to go all the way yet. The maybe hung in the air like a challenge, though, and I filed it away for later. 602 "Enjoy the party, sweetheart," I told her, with the kind of richly wet kiss I'd just laid on Ashley. She returned it a little shyly, and I knew I was making the right call as I turned her gently back around to sit back down. She stared up at me with searing eyes, slightly drunk, and then it was back to Ashley. 603 "So." I sat down next to her, our thighs glued together; her hand went to my balls with a sense of casual familiarity. "Where were we?" 604 "You've got the coolest dick," she frowned. She showed no signs of being wasted. "It's not the biggest, not the longest, but... mmm." 605 I draped my arm across her shoulders, our bodies nestling comfortably. "It gets the job done." 606 She jiggled me playfully. "I'm not sure why I teabagged you back at Beth's party. I think I was just totally turned on by what you were doing to Beth." We both watched without much interest at where Kyle was now bending a squealing, laughing Heather over a table and shoving his cock into her, to the loud cheers of her friends. "I was surprised when you came on me." 607 I shrugged and told the truth. "We're supposed to pick the hottest bitch to give it to," I reminded her. "You know you were the hottest bitch there." 608 She nodded. "But still. Under the table? After a few little sucks?" She giggled. "I really turned you on, huh?" 609 She wanted me to go for it. So I did, bringing my other hand across to her lap. "Still do," I whispered, and she spread her other leg to give me access as she lifted her lips and began to devour my tongue. Her pussy was wet and willing and the panties slid easily aside for my lightly pinching fingers, and there we were, making out like high schoolers after prom. Her fingers gripped my scrotum like a vise, the cockring a dull pain at the root of my cock, but I didn't care. I was rapidly losing my sense of professional detachment with this chick, if I'd ever even had one, and fortunately so was she. 610 My ballsack stuck to her palm as she removed her hand. "So," she murmured, leaning into me, her fingertips whispering over my thigh, "as the bride-to-be, I assume I get a little something better this time than an inverted titfuck accompanied by some nutlicking and a ruined dress." 611 I looked at her sideways. "Don't forget the opportunity to lick my ass." 612 "How could I ever forget that?" She smiled indulgently. "You tasted like other bitches," she said softly, remembering. "It got me all horny, knowing I was the one who got your load." Emma was drifting out of consciousness beside us. "Really horny. Like watching you eat Beth out." 613 "Get up on the table. I'll call your bluff." I was rubbing my fingers together along her labia, greasy with her juices. 614 "What if I don't want you to eat me out?" she breathed. "What if I want a little bit more?" 615 I looked into her face. "There's not a whole lot more than that, Ashley." 616 "Sure there is." She said it immediately, plucking at my cock and watching it sway. It seemed to amuse her, like a cat with a plastic mouse. 617 "Well, there's sex," I allowed, feeling my throat tighten; shit. Was it possible she'd let me fuck her? 618 She nodded, meeting my eyes. "There's sex," she replied, wobbling my dick again, "and there's fucking." 619 "I see." I didn't. The music throbbed; out of the corner of my eye, I saw Kyle leading most of the rest of the crowd in a game of Pin the Dick on the Donkey. "What did I do with Tara?" 620 "Oh, you fucked Tara," she said confidently. "I heard you fucked Amy too, later that night." 621 I leaned my head back. My dick was a steel rod between her gently stroking fingers. "I don't kiss and tell," I smiled. Amy had been an animal that night. 622 "You don't need to." She smiled slowly. "She does. But she couldn't make it tonight, or I'm sure she'd be all over you." 623 "Look, I've got to get back to work here," I told her. "Am I going to go down on you, or fuck you, or get a blowjob from you, or what?" 624 She surged suddenly, swinging her leg across my lap, her body hot and sinuous as it straddled me. "Close your eyes," she replied simply. I looked at her a little warily, but she sat silent, her dress bunched above her hips, rubbing my penis playfully across the damp lace covering her vagina. She was clearly going to wait until I obeyed, so I sighed and shut my eyes. I think I was expecting her to get naked, but she had something else in mind. I felt her weight shift, both hands turning my head until she was breathing directly into my ear, the warm gorgeous softness of her tits pressing into my chest, and then she was whispering at me. 625 Chapter 2.7 "I want you to think. Concentrate. Imagine." She punctuated each word with a lizard-lick into my ear. "Imagine you and me, naked and fucking. Imagine it, Steve." She paused while I let my mind play, her hips moving slowly, sensuously against my hard cock, and then she was back. "Got it?" 627 "Yeah." My voice sounded husky even to me. "I've got it." 628 "Great." She licked at my neck. "Now make it happen." 629 An audience would begin to gather, I knew, as soon as things took off; a few of the women, unfamiliar ones, had already detached themselves from the sight of Heather's jiggly ass to come over and watch the bride take a cock. The music was, as usual by this time, a dull throb inside my brain; after awhile, it all sounds the same. After a further while, it doesn't even sound like anything at all. 630 Ashley's body was not something I'd been able to explore before. I'd hugged her, cum on her, felt her up, kissed her... but her ass stuck succulently out just beneath my hands, and I was dying to find out what it felt like. 631 She came drifting in for a kiss, still fondling me lightly, and as our teeth met I let my fingers creep down past the waistband of her thong, down to the smooth warm flesh underneath; heaven. Ashley let out a tiny sigh into my mouth as I cupped her cheeks, her hips already in small, rolling motion over my thighs. 632 Christ, this woman was built for sex. I sensed strong muscles in her thighs and ass, a twistiness to her supple waist, a certain adventurous spirit that, I knew, could take any given male and turn them into a salivating slave. Her grip on my penis was strong and certain and experienced, holding me hard against her gently rippling body. She was kissing me with her eyes open, watching my reactions, determined not to make this just some classless, anonymous romp she could giggle about with her friends afterward. 633 Her arms came up high into the air, and I got the message at once; the little party dress was soon lying in a little wrinkled puddle on the floor, or the seat beside us, or behind the banquette, or in fucking Oz; neither of us cared, and I was soon leaning back from her so that I could take in the unimaginable sight of Ashley Gallo in lingerie. 634 The dress had taken her sash with it into oblivion, but the veil was still there; it was askew now, leaving half her face exposed, but it only added to the sluttishness of the ripe young woman in white lace that now straddled my naked body. She held herself high and proud, her back completely straight, modeling for me with a smug grin; she was also posing for her friends, asserting her absolute dominance, the alpha bitch in the growing crowd of her nearest and dearest friends, now gathering around to watch her fuck. 635 She'd been right, when she told me to imagine us together. We were going to look perfect. 636 She was watching my face closely as I admired her fine, tight young tits, her glorious abs with that subtle little crease running down the middle, the smooth feline swell where her thighs spread across my lap. "My my," she murmured playfully, a sexy burr in her voice. "You look like you've just seen a ghost." 637 "A goddess, maybe." I wanted her naked, but she looked so incredible in her underwear that I wasn't done staring yet. 638 "Do you like my hair, or something?" Still flirting, the little bitch. With my dick hard for her and her thong soaked, her nipples huge behind their white lace cage, she was still flirting. She raised her arms high once more, her breasts on display, to lift her hair in waves above her head. The veil finally fell off. "My eyes, maybe?" 639 She was vibrating, getting herself revved up. I dug my hands into that splendid ass. I wasn't supposed to get this horny. My arms bulged as I pulled her body that last two inches into mine, my cock now trapped between us, shaking like a live wire. Our audience was now huge and screaming, and neither of us heard a goddamn thing. I was done talking; my hands swept up her spine, scrabbling at the three hooks of her bra with the ease of long practice, and she lowered her arms gracefully to let the flimsy thing fall. "Oh, I see," she whispered, even huskier now. "It's my tits you're into." 640 I was, too; I was cupping them, mashing them together, admiring their weight and warmth and firmness, my thumbs flicking at her two long, dark nipples. Her mouth dropped open, and I read the message there: this was a woman who liked getting her tits sucked, so I didn't waste time. 641 "Oh God," she blurted as I began to gnaw, her flavor fresh and a little salty, and her hips were really rolling now. The cockring felt like a steel band, which of course was the point. "Yeah..." Emma stirred in the corner of my eye, glanced at us, saw naked flesh and writhing hips and shuddering skin, and I saw dead droopy eyelids as she slumped deeper in the seat. I wondered how many of these women were already masturbating. 642 As we'd arranged before this whole thing started, Alison and Alicia had seeded the room with condoms; company policy. I knew there would be one nearby, usually in the crease between the seat cushions. I was groping for it one-handed, my other palm and my mouth full of tit, her hips grinding more and more insistently against my shaft, and I was starting to hear low whines and moans above me. 643 Everything was getting way, way out of control. 644 Ah! Triumph! A hand appeared over my shoulder, and thank God for good fluffers: Alison had seen what I was groping for, grabbed her purse, and stepped in from behind the seat with a gleaming square package extended delicately in her fingers. I glanced sideways at it, then flashed her a look of gratitude that, I was sure, would let her know I'd give her a little something extra later; one of the informal rules was that the fluffers always got off, eventually. But this was over and above. This would get her oral. 645 I was in business now. I gave those shiny nipples one more tweak, one more lick, and then I was lifting Ashley bodily out of my lap and up toward my knees so that I could get at my dick. "What the fuck!" she demanded, her whole body bright pink by now. I tore the cockring off my dick at warp speed. She reached toward me, clinging bitterly at my neck, and watched in increasing disbelief as I ripped open the little foil package and started to glove up. "You stopped groping me for that shit?" She sounded disgusted. 646 "Chill, bitch," I muttered. "It'll be worth the wait; you know that." I was unrolling desperately, ignoring her frown. "I'm going to fuck you like a whore." 647 "You better." She glared at me, then hitched herself off my lap just long enough to straighten her legs and start pushing her thong down her legs. The whole atmosphere around us went nuclear: Kyle was apparently done with Heather by now, for she was screeching at us along with everyone else, the air thick and humid with body heat and the stench of booze and pussy. Everything vibrated to the shouts and stomps of our audience, and Ashley's eyes shone as she stepped out of her useless thong to hop naked back onto my lap. 648 I stared greedily down at a gaping pussy gone wide and red, weeping on my thigh, her whole body shivering with excitement. The smooth, long muscles of her abs tapered cleanly, beautifully, to where her labia flared open for me, her slit glittering inside the hollow where her inner thighs met. My dick was painfully hard. "Get on that shit," I urged her, licking my fingers out of habit and plunging them down over her pussy; a stupid idea, obviously. Ashley was leaking steadily already. 649 She was grimacing, her eyes huge and mad, thrashing over my fingers, and without a word she reached between us, pinched, and ripped the rubber straight off my dick with a sharp snap. Nearby I heard Tara's distinct "Jesus fucking Christ," and then I was looking at nothing but the soupy red slash of Ashley's vagina lifting, moving, and hooking itself right over the wide head of my raw cock. 650 "None of that latex bullshit," she snarled contemptuously, driving hard onto me, and both our mouths went slack and cottony as she slid down, slowly but surely, all the way down until her waxed mound met my waxed root, and she'd been right: our bodies looked great, naked and fucking. 651 Dimly over Ashley's shoulder, I caught a glimpse of Heather and Tara and Alicia and another chick I'd never met, the four of them with identical expressions of giddy wonder, staring down at where my scrotum was surely smashed up hard against the bottom of her asscrack. She sat there for several seconds, leaning into me, our bodies as close as they could possibly get, and the feeling of that pussy pulsing around my bare dick was a hot, brothy heaven. 652 "Mmm." She rocked herself slowly sideways, both directions, feeling me inside her. She looked at me with extreme intensity in those violet eyes, those eyes I wanted to drown in just as my cock was drowning in her pussy. "You were saying something about fucking me like a whore?" 653 Well I mean, hell, if she insisted. 654 I cupped her ass, gripping hard, and picked her up bodily. It wasn't terribly difficult: she wasn't tiny, but I spent about three hours a day lifting weights, I jacked myself unhealthfully with testosterone and all kinds of other things, and I was terrifically horny at that moment. I could have dead-lifted the Pyramids of Giza and not even noticed. She squealed as I stood, my feet spread, her clinging to me like an anaconda afraid of falling, and pivoted my hips to make sure I was all the way in her. 655 A weird, rippling silence spread over the watching women, the room full of white eyes and open mouths, but I didn't notice. I had plans. Step by careful step, I carried Ashley to the wall by the bathroom door, shoved her hard up against the cheap paneling, and started to fuck her standing. 656 Most men can't sustain that very long, and most chicks can't put up with it either. But it's incredibly hot when you do it, especially when you're fucking in public. Especially when there's a full-length mirror on the wall by the bathrooms. I'd noticed it when I came in; dancers always know where the mirrors are, and now I braced one of my massive thighs under Ashley's wriggling butt, used my hand to turn her head sideways, and left her facing the mirror while my tongue dived into the hollow behind her collarbone. 657 She would watch herself get helplessly fucked, and she'd love every second. 658 Chanting grew all around us, cheers and clapping and the flashes of cellphone cameras and the excited hands gripping my ass as it flexed powerfully. Ashley trembled and twitched against me, gasping as I drilled her, her body taking every hard, eager thrust and sinking back down for more. When I glanced up at her face she was grinning at herself in the mirror, watching as I took her, her hands tightly clenched across the top of my ass. 659 "You like this, whore?" I hissed low into her ear. She had her mouth opened wide, breathing hard. 660 "About as much as you do," she whispered back. Shit, the confidence of this little bitch! I wanted to give her everything I possibly could, wanted to load her down with multiple orgasms, wanted her to think of this raw, crazy passion every time she spread her legs for... Chad, was it? 661 She came hard around then, totally unexpectedly, and when I glanced down between our sweaty bodies her skin was scarlet around my plunging dick. She gripped me tightly enough to make it hard to breathe, her breath a choking gasping cry, and I just went right on fucking, driving her all the way through it. In my ear I heard the high-pitched giddiness of scrawny little Tara, remembering her own twitches at the end of my cock. "Give it to her hard!" 662 Whimpering, her teeth gritted, Ashley was moving her thighs along my body, trying to get a foot on the floor. I had to be careful now; she'd be tired, but I was in need of a place to put my sperm, and right now I knew she and I both understood that. I pulled out carefully, in a gout of slimy froth from deep inside her, and I laid her right down on the floor by the bathroom, as disgusting and low-rent as it was possible to be, and I crawled on top of her and put it right back in. 663 She grappled me again with her arms and legs, her face fierce, trying her best to move with me, but I was fucking too fast and hard now; I was a bull, plunging into her, that excellent body of hers all degraded and filthy but humping upward anyway, and then she had her tongue in my ear and her hand in my buttcrack and there it was, her voice, tight with lust and strain: "What's the matter, stud? Can't even fill me up? Can't even dump your cum in me?" She was nipping at my earlobe now. "Do it, you useless prick. Cum in me!" 664 Feet shuffled everywhere around me, most of them bare and stomping, and I gasped a mist of spit into her face and I knew it was time. "Here it comes, bitch!" I clamped down hard on her mouth, sucking her tongue past my lips, Ashley kissing me back just as forcefully, and then my breath was hot and nasty in her face and my cock was leaping and jumping inside her, and I swear to God it was the best orgasm I've ever had. 665 I felt like I shot six or seven full loads into her willing pussy, my back arched deeply over her vanquished body, driving my dick far up into her hole. It couldn't have been that much semen, no way; but damned if it didn't feel like it, my body numbing, the sheer pleasure destroying my brain. She was laughing harshly, exhilarated, loving the power of her own body, the power that had pulled my cum out of me and left both of us tender and breathless and way, way oversensitive, moving smoothly on the floor of the seedy club to the raucous applause of a dozen horned-up women. 666 I raised my head to look down at her, once more grinning and beaming up at me, her hair spread once more in a clubland litter of dust and cigarette butts those violet eyes flashing. "Hiya," she murmured again, as she had so many months back. "That was... interesting." 667 My breath rasping in her face, I just shook my head. I doubted I'd be getting invited to the wedding. But I didn't care. 668 https://www.literotica.com/s/bachelor-party-gone-wild Fair warning, this story involves group sex with a married couple. I know some people on Lit have a problem with that so if that's not your thing, just skip over this story. For the rest of you, hope you enjoy. Special thanks to my supporters, especially JB who helped proof this. Any typos that are left are on me ;) 670 --- 671 I was sitting at home, enjoying a lazy Saturday afternoon watching my beloved Atlanta Hawks tank yet another game. I swear to God they were just playing for draft picks this year. My phone buzzing distracted me from the bloodbath onscreen. It was my little sister calling. We hadn't spoken in a couple months and the game was beyond over so I turned off the TV and picked up the phone. My little sister, Darla, is about five years younger than me. She left school and moved to California, met a guy and fell in love. 672 "Aidan asked me to marry him, Sam!" she shouted over the phone the instant I picked it up. 673 I yelled back, "Congratulations. That's fantastic," I said. I put the phone to my shoulder and yelled out to my wife, "Darla and Aidan are getting married, hun!" 674 My wife, Hailey, strolled in from the bathroom having just climbed out of the tub. At 28, she still had a fantastic figure. Flat stomach and hourglass shape that she loved to show off. She was drying her hair off and I felt myself stir a little bit at the sight of her beautiful, wet, naked body. She looked at me with a twinkle in her eye, knowing what I was thinking but instead responding with a simple, "That's fantastic." 675 "We're really happy, Darla. When's the wedding?" I asked. 676 "Three months. I don't see any point in having a big wedding with tons of planning. No reason to spend the money. I want to follow in my big brother and sister-in-law's footsteps." 677 I smiled in a little bit of pride at her decision. Our parents had offered us $10,000 that they'd saved for a marriage. We could use it to do the wedding or we could use it to build a nest egg. We'd opted for the latter and were able to scrape together enough for a downpayment on a house within six months of getting married. Our good decision had obviously left an impression on my kid sister. 678 "That's terrific. Are we invited?" I asked, putting her on speaker phone so my wife could listen. 679 "Of course you are, dork. In fact, Aidan wants you at the bachelor party." 680 "Really?" I asked. I'd never met him before though Darla hadn't missed an opportunity to talk about him when we spoke. 681 "Yeah. He wants to get to know you. Plus, he doesn't want a stripper but he's got some friends who are kind of asses so he wants to make sure it stays PG13." 682 "Yeah... I can do that," I said with some reluctance. I had visions of getting in some kind of fist fight with his friends over a stripper. Didn't exactly sound like a fun party. 683 Darla heard my reluctance, "Don't worry big brother. They're not that bad. Aidan just wants to get shit faced and he knows himself well enough to know he won't be able to push back when he's drunk." 684 "No problem. We'll be there. You going to take Hailey to your bachelorette party?" 685 "Of course!" she said with a laugh. 686 "Strippers?" Hailey asked jokingly. 687 "Maybe..." Darla said. I could almost hear her smirk on the other end. 688 "Kind of hypocritical isn't it?" I said as Hailey stuck her tongue out at me teasingly. 689 Darla laughed again, "I told him he could have a stripper. He's the one who doesn't want one. Says they're sleazy." 690 "You sure he's not gay?" I asked, taking my turn teasing my sister. 691 "Oh yeah..." she said, trailing off. She and I were pretty close and talked about a lot of stuff so I wasn't surprised to hear her continue, "He's DEFINITELy not gay." 692 "Okayokay... he's just a great guy who doesn't like strippers. Got it. I'll lookout for him but please try not to corrupt my wife too much," I said. We wished our goodbyes and hung up. 693 "That sounds like a lot of fun. Although I don't think you have to worry about me getting corrupted." My wife put her arms over my shoulder as she leaned into me, giving me a soft kiss. Her naked breasts pressed against my chest and I knew what she wanted. 694 "Yeah? You're immune to corruption are you?" 695 She smirked at me, "Oh no. I'm just horribly, horribly corrupt already." 696 "Mmmm... perfect. Just the way I like you," I said. For the next hour we proved that she was, indeed, correct. 697 --- 698 Three months later and we were getting ready to head to Santa Barbara. Hailey and I were at a point where we were ready to have kids but hadn't started trying. She was set to have the IUD out next month and then we'd begin spitting out little rugrats which made this trip a perfect Babymoon. A whole week in sunny California sounded like a great time and we packed accordingly. Except for her dress for the wedding, nothing that Hailey packed was less than an 8 or 9 on the sluttiness scale. She teased me as she packed each item, several of which she'd bought for especially for the trip. Two new micro bikinis, several sexy bits of lingerie and heels that were wildly impractical supplemented all of the hot little outfits. 699 "How much sex am I going to have while I'm there?" I asked. 700 "As much as you can handle, big guy," she said, stroking my cock. She enjoyed teasing me when she knew I couldn't do anything about it. And given we were already running late, now was just that time. We were flying out on a Friday so that we could be well rested and adjusted for the jet lag before the bachelor and bachelorette parties on Saturday. After that, we had very little in the way of responsibilities for the whole week which was perfect as our current plan was to see if we could make enough noise in the hotel that we got kicked out. Or at least have fun trying. 701 We talked about flying directly into Santa Barbara but the tickets were more expensive and both of us liked the idea of driving the PCH up the coast so we decided to spend a little of the savings on a convertible to rent and within thirty minutes of arriving, we were cruising up the coast. April in Minneapolis is still fucking freezing. April in Southern California was, apparently, perpetually 70 degrees and sunny. 702 "I could get used to this," I said as we drove along the scenic route. I couldn't see Hailey's eyes behind her sunglasses but she was leaning back, letting the sun kiss her skin and the wind whip through her long, blonde hair. I looked at her pink skin and noticed the small sheen of sweat glistening on her bare shoulders. She had worn a long coat when we left but had immediately gotten rid of it once we were in flight. Now she sat there with a skimpy halter top that showed off her smooth stomach and a pair of short shorts that left little to the imagination. She already looked like she belonged in SoCal. 703 "Mmm... yeah... the sun feels nice on my skin. If we lived here, I wouldn't wear very much. I hope you'd be okay with a wife with a tan instead of all this smooth, white skin you like so much." 704 I did have a thing for really pale skin. But, seeing my wife with a light bronze tan sounded pretty nice too. "I don't like the fake tan look. But if you got it the natural way by wearing tiny little bikinis and I'll be pretty happy, I think." 705 "You sure, honey? I mean... tiny little bikinis mean lots of people will be watching me." 706 "Would that be a problem?" 707 She thought about it, "Hrmm... me sitting at the pool while random hotshots stared and hit on me?" 708 "Oh? They'd be hitting on you too?" I asked with a laugh. 709 "Well sure. I mean, only a certain kind of asshole would stare at a girl wearing a wedding ring. And that same kind of guy would definitely hit on me, don't you think?" 710 I could imagine the scene. Truthfully, I was mildly turned on by it. "I suppose you're right. And what would you do?" 711 "I'd turn them down, of course. I'm a respectable, married woman," she said with a fake southern drawl. 712 "Good girl," I said as I patted her thigh, "Then let all the assholes who want hit on you. As long as you come home to me, I don't care." We smiled at each other and continued down the road, the conversation quickly forgotten. 713 The PCH, it turns out, is a lot more built up then you'd think from movies but it was still pretty terrific. Much better than what I'm used to seeing back home. I set the cruise control and decided to take it easy. The traffic wasn't bad, the view was terrific and the company was perfect. I looked over at my wife's creamy thighs and stroked the inside. She murmured her approval and slipped down in the seat slightly, spreading her legs wider. In turn, I moved my hand up, feeling the heat emanating from her core and she let out a soft gasp as her sexy little mouth gaped open slightly. Her tongue flicked across her white teeth and I knew she was feeling good. I continued to stroke her gently through her shorts, reveling in the little sounds coming from her as we continued to race down the road. With the low sports car and the top down, we both knew she was fully exposed. That killed the dream of getting road head. But it did increase the thrill as we went past truckers and vans that were able to get a brief glimpse of my wife's pleasurable expression and wide spread legs. 714 Eventually, she grew tired of my teasing. She grabbed my hand and moved it to her tit. I gently scraped her hard nipple through the shirt as she unbuttoned her pants and plunged her eager fingers in between her legs. Five minutes later, her screams of pleasure were riding away on the ocean breeze as she convulsed and spasmed her way to a powerful orgasm. 715 "Good start to the week?" I asked. 716 "Oh yeah, baby. Definitely a good start. Though it just makes me eager for more." 717 "Yeah? Well hopefully I'm up to the task," I said with a smile. 718 She grinned back, knowing that the effort of pleasing her was a burden I was all to willing to bear. "If you're not, I'll just go down to the pool and get some attention from someone." 719 "You are so naughty," I said, squeezing her thigh gently. 720 "You going to give me a spanking?" 721 "Before or after you flirt with a bunch of strangers at the pool?" 722 She murmured, "If you did it before, they'd see your handprint on my ass." 723 "Well since you don't think your wedding ring will keep them away, maybe that's the only way I can mark my territory effectively." We laughed at that though I couldn't quite get the image of her perfect ass with a hand shaped red welt square in the middle of her cheek. 724 It's a couple hours from LAX to Santa Barbara and we arrived feeling simultaneously tired and energized. To our bodies, we'd been awake for nearly 10 hours at that point, but the clock showed only 1pm. Fortunately, the cloudless sky helped to keep our spirits up. I was already dreading returning to the wintery climes of Minnesota. We got checked in at the hotel and immediately crashed hard. I don't think either of us expected it, frankly. One minute we were laying on the bed, cuddling and feeling like sexy time. The next thing we knew, our alarm was going off. I groggily rubbed my eyes, experiencing that initial moment of confusion you get when you're in a strange hotel room. It was still dark outside which didn't help my foggy brain. 725 We laughed about the missed opportunity but decided it was probably for the best. We managed to force ourselves awake and headed out to dinner. Darla and Aidan were meeting us along with their best friends. They were a married couple who were also their best man and maid of honor. When we got downstairs the four of them were talking in the lobby while they waited. Aidan and his best man, Danny, were both dressed in tan suits. Where Aidan was well put together and formal, Danny was wearing his suit like he was Tom Selleck in the 80s. Shirt unbuttoned two buttons and chest hair out, he looked ALMOST ridiculous but managed to pull it off. What took my breath away was his wife, the maid of honor. 726 "Hey guys, this is Danny and his wife, Zoe." 727 Zoe and my sister had met in school when Darla was a senior and Zoe was a freshman. They'd reconnected after Darla moved out here and Zoe had gotten a job as a model. I'd seen pictures from college but those never do anyone justice. Now, seeing her in person, I understood. The redheaded girl's figure was almost hilariously proportioned. Her large, firm breasts were fully on display with the low cut dress she was wearing and her tiny waist looked like you could almost wrap a hand around it. She had bright pink lipstick on her lips which managed to force your eyes to at least acknowledge her luscious mouth before you went back to staring at her chest. If she hadn't been wearing vivid purple contacts that made her eyes pop, I'm not sure I'd have managed to maintain any eye contact. 728 "It's so great to meet you," she said as she gave Hailey a big, friendly hug and then me. Danny stood there looking smug as he extended his hand. 729 "Nice to meet you both," I said, forcing myself to look at Zoe's husband. 730 He looked my wife up and down before saying, "Definitely nice to meet you also." 731 "Be nice," Darla warned Danny with a look. Zoe just giggled, apparently used to her husband's antics. I wasn't worried about Hailey. If Danny tried something, she'd kick him in the balls. It just surprised me how brazen he was. Of course, I'd oggled his wife pretty overtly too so maybe I shouldn't throw stones. Still, I was shocked and surprised. Danny's eye fucking of my wife was obviously intentional. 732 The six of us went out to dinner. I was surprised by how much of an ass Danny was and also how wonderful Zoe was. Danny treated her like an idiot, interrupting her and correcting her all throughout dinner. She never seemed bothered by it, simply smiling and nodding. Even when Aidan or I told Danny he was wrong and she was right, he'd simply shrug it off and resume whatever ridiculous story he'd been telling. Is this what everyone in California was like? 733 Darla rolled her eyes at almost all the stories. "How'd you guys meet?" I asked Aidan. I was dying to know. Aidan seemed so normal, down to earth and, well, likeable. It was hard to imagine why they were friends. 734 Danny didn't let Aidan answer, he simply jumped in, "Aidan and I were suite-mates in college. Didn't hang out much freshman year. Then the idiot got plastered one night and nearly walked out into the road. I tackled him before the 18 wheeler turned him into a puddle." 735 I looked at Darla who looked really uncomfortable. Aidan squirmed in his seat as well. "That's... that's pretty amazing, Danny," I said. 736 "After that, I was Aidan's wingman. Kept him out of trouble. Even introduced him to Darla after she dumped me." 737 "We went on one date, Aidan," my sister pointedly. 738 "Not even really a date," he said as he leered at my little sister. 739 "Danny!" Aidan barked, speaking loudly for the first time. Danny put his hands up in mock surrender before putting his right hand down high on Zoe's thigh. She momentarily glanced down but didn't otherwise respond. 740 "Sorry... sorry. I forgot you guys don't like to mention it. It's not like we slept together. Just a little drunken..." 741 "Danny. Shut the fuck up, man. That's my fiance." 742 Danny backed off, apparently finally sensing that he'd crossed the line. "Fine... fine... but I set you guys up. I knew she was a great girl when she shot me down. To my best friend, the only man worthy of Darla," he said as he lifted his wine glass. As far as toasts go, it was pretty crappy but we all drank to it nonetheless. I gave Hailey a little glance and she just shrugged. West coast people seemed to have different boundaries out here. 743 Almost as if he read my mind and wanted to prove a point, he kissed Zoe sweetly and said, "Besides, look what I got out of the deal. A younger hotter model, anyways." 744 Darla simply rolled her eyes and put her hand on Aidan who looked like he was going to tear Danny's arms off and beat him with them. 745 After dinner, Darla and I were able to talk alone for a bit. "You see what I mean. Aidan's friends are complete dicks but Danny is the worst." 746 "Why are they friends?" I said as we both looked over at the two of them. The friction at dinner was now forgotten and the two guys were laughing and joking as if they were in their own little world. 747 "Aidan's loyal. It's one of the things I love about him. Danny only told the one story but Aidan got into a lot of trouble in his first three years at school. Danny kept him out of all of it. He's an asshole but he's actually a pretty good friend." 748 "The kind of guy you call to bury a body?" 749 "Something like that," she said. I loved the way she was looking at Aidan. It was the same way Hailey looked at me. Unconditional love. "I'm really grateful that Danny hasn't rubbed off on him. If anything, he's a better man for months after we hang out with Danny. Frankly, it's the only thing that makes these get togethers bearable." She looked away for a moment and seemed unusually melancholy. I couldn't tell whether she was annoyed with Danny or happy with Aidan or some kind of other weird mix of emotions. Clearly there was a history there and I wasn't going to pry. 750 "Sorry, sis," I said as I wiped a tear from her eye. 751 "It's fine. I hope Aidan gets a chance to see from you what a real friend can be." 752 "I'll do my best." 753 "I know," she said. 754 --- 755 That night, Hailey and I made love. It was a nice, slow, loving session that left us both sated and out of breath. Hailey loves all kinds of sex and always keeps me guessing. Sometimes it's a hot, hard quickie. Sometimes it's rough and passionate. Other times it's slow and tender. The latter is what she wanted tonight and it felt like a great way to connect with the woman I love. Afterwards, we walked out on the balcony that overlooked the ocean. I sat down on the chaise lounge and she sat down in front of me, snuggling against me. I wrapped my arms around her and inhaled her scent. I never got tired of her simple presence. 756 "Whatcha thinking?" 757 "Just that our lives are going to change soon," she said. 758 "I know. Parenthood is scary." 759 "I'm not too worried about that," she said quietly, "I had seven younger siblings, remember. I practically raised the twins after Mom died." 760 There was 15 years from oldest to youngest in her family. The last two had been a surprise set of twins that she and her Dad had to raise after her mom died from complications just a month after they were born. Hailey had stepped in and basically become their mother for five years, even delaying leaving home for college until the kids started school and her Dad was able to pull himself together. It was one of the first things I learned about her and was a testament to getting to know people before judging them. When I first met her, I'd assumed she was a typical blonde party girl. With every new person I met, I reminded myself of my experience with her and forced myself to reserve judgement. 761 "What are you worried about?" 762 "This," she said simply. "Will we have time for this when we've got 9 kids running around?" 763 "Nine?" I said incredulously. "Don't we want twelve?" 764 She laughed and smiled back, "Well... I only plan on getting pregnant 9 times so you'll have to give me twins a few times." 765 "Or quadruplets once, right?" 766 "Sure, stud. Knock me up with quadruplets and let's see how we do," she said. We both laughed at the ridiculousness of the conversation before she returned to her original statement, "I just want to be able to keep having fun with you is all. And keep being close to you." 767 "We'll find time, babe. I promise." 768 "Plus I don't want to stop having fun. I want kids. But I don't want to just be a mom. I want to keep being sexy, naughty me," she said. 769 I was quiet, thinking about our future, "I promise, Hailey. I'll never stop you from doing naughty things." 770 "Dork. Of course you won't. You'll be the one pushing for all the naughty things," she smiled and kissed me. "But it's nice to hear you have no plans of stopping." 771 Chapter 3.2 We were silent for a moment before something that had been tickling at the back of my mind forced me to continue, "You know I like when you have fun," I said. "Besides, who hasn't wanted to be married to a hot little MILF before, right?" 773 She slapped me gently, "Don't be crude." Her smile belied her words. 774 "You like it when I'm crude," I said, "You have fun when I'm crude." 775 "Of course, baby. Because you have fun too," she said as her fingers teased my leg. 776 "As long as I know about it... I... I uhmm... don't need to have fun at the same time." 777 She turned around and looked at me curiously. "What are you saying, Sam?" 778 "Just that, if you were, for example, laying out at the pool and one of those hotshot assholes came and hit on you, it wouldn't bother me if you... you know... had a little fun." 779 "Really?" she said. There was disbelief in her voice but her breathing and flushed skin said it wasn't just that. She fully turned around and straddled my lap, allowing my surprisingly quick erection to press against her recently fucked cunt. "So if some big, overly muscled stud came and propositioned your tiny little wife, you wouldn't mind if I... what?" 780 "Had a little fun," I said as she ground against me. 781 "Really? 782 "Uhhuh," I acknowledged. 783 "If I... touched his... cock," she said, whispering the word into my ear. 784 "Sure," I choked out. 785 "Or if I... sucked his... cock?" she said again, savoring the word on her lips as her tongue flicked against my ear. My own cock felt like it was ready to burst. 786 "What if in my lust... What if I wanted more. Would that be okay?" 787 "Would you come home to me afterwards?" I asked. That was really the only question worth contemplating. 788 "Of course." 789 "Even if some guy with a massive cock gave you the greatest orgasm of your life?" I asked. 790 "Is that what you want, baby? Some big dicked stud to fuck me until I can't think straight and then you come home and what... reclaim me?" 791 I hadn't thought about it like that but now that I did, I realized that's exactly what I wanted. I wanted to have her back in my bed and fuck her to remind her why she was mine. 792 Hailey must have sensed it, she pulled my cock out and slid down on me. She was still wet from our earlier session and I felt her cunt squelching around my shaft. "Feel that baby. That asshole Danny just fucked me for hours. He came in me over and over. His cock was fucking huge and I've never cum so hard. You better fucking pound me to remind me who owns this cunt." She rolled her head back and closed her eyes, lost in her perverted little fantasy. 793 "God you're a dirty slut," I said as my hips bucked up against her. She groaned then started moaning louder and louder. "You like that slut? You like that?" 794 "Yes... fuck his cum out of my cunt, stud. Fuck me like only you can, lover. Make me forget about that asshole. Make me yours again." 795 She rode me for another five minutes while I pounded her, biting her nipples and squeezing her ass. Eventually, I shot off inside her, filling her with a second load. She collapsed on top of me, both of us out of breath and caught by the surprising intensity of what just happened. 796 Finally, Hailey said, "That was a hot little fantasy, babe." 797 "Yeah. Thanks for indulging." 798 "You know I'd never really do that, right?" 799 I nodded, "I know. But it's hot to think about it, right?" 800 She smiled and bit her lip, "Yeah. But not too much, okay? Besides, where would we find a room full of cocky assholes?" 801 If only she knew. 802 --- 803 We spent much of the morning the next day fooling around in the hotel room. We didn't get a single call from the hotel telling us to keep it down which just encouraged my wife to be louder and dirtier with each session. Last night she'd gotten the loving, slow sex she needed. Today she was ready to cut loose. I teased her about the conversation we'd had last night, reminding her that she'd added Danny into the little fantasy all on her own. 804 "You think he's attractive?" I asked as we were getting ready. 805 She thought about it, "A little. The cocky jerk thing is something I kind of like." 806 "Really? I thought you liked nice guys?" 807 "I like the cocky jerk in the fantasy. I wouldn't feel worried about developing feelings or the fact that he's married. He's such a prick that he'd be perfect for a night of no strings attached fucking." 808 "Really?" I asked. Despite what I'd said last night, I really wouldn't mind watching her cut loose. And she was right, any worry I had about her finding someone better would be completely countered if it was with someone like Danny. 809 She thought about it for a second, looking first at me then off into the distance as she imagined it, "No... not really. Zoe seems so nice, I can't imagine doing something like that to her. But if it was someone like Danny and I didn't know the wife... I don't know. Maybe? No... still not really. I couldn't do it to someone married." 810 "So a single guy who's an asshole?" I said with a smirk. 811 "Shut up, Sam. Fantasy only, okay?" she admonished me but I could tell she was still thinking about it. 812 As I watched her get ready, I marveled again at how hot Hailey was. She was wearing a short mini-skirt and a tight, low-cut, purple Vikings t-shirt that was stretched across her ample bosom. She strapped on a pair of high platform wedges that made her legs look even sexier. After that, we said our goodbyes and met up with our respective parties down stairs 813 I caught a brief glimpse of Zoe as she and Danny came downstairs. They'd clearly been having their own fun as Danny's hands were all over her as she tried to fix her hair and makeup in the elevator. She was dressed almost as hot as Hailey. I knew the two of them would make quite the pair on their ladies night out. 814 "C'mon girls. Let's go see some hot man sausage!" screamed one of Darla's, clearly already drunk, friends. Darla rolled her eyes and gave Aidan a sweet kiss goodbye, whispering something in his ear that made him blush. I gave Hailey her own goodbye kiss and then headed off to the party bus that Danny had ordered. 815 Of course, the first thing out of his mouth was, "Which strip club guys?" 816 There were seven of us counting Aidan and I. That means Danny got four shouts of "hell yeah" and one override of "No strippers!" from Aidan. 817 The five guys groaned and started to try to talk Aidan out of it. Fortunately, I'd prepared for this. "How about a bikini bar with a wet t-shirt contest?" I asked. 818 The guys cheered and Danny and I looked at Aidan. He rolled his eyes but nodded which caused everyone to shout in appreciation. 819 Aidan leaned over to me, "Thanks for looking out, man. I'm sorry I'm such a shitty drunk that I need a babysitter." 820 I patted his back, "Don't sweat it, brother. We all have our weaknesses. It's good you know yours." He nodded and we headed to the location I gave the driver. 821 It turned out to be a pretty good night. Aidan's friends were a lot like Danny just not quite as bad. Rick was an electrical engineer who introduced himself as a Sigma Nu. Chris was a lawyer specializing in the defense of sexual harassment claims. Jacob was a cameraman in the porn industry. Ironically, he was the least assholic of the bunch. And Zach was an architect which doesn't sound too bad until you realize that literally all of his buildings are shaped like penises. I thought he was joking but he showed me the pictures. They're all giant dicks. Seriously 822 That doesn't mean they weren't fun. I did enjoy hearing all the stories about Aidan in college. They all seemed to be about Aidan getting into trouble, usually because of some ridiculous plan that one of the guys had and generally ended with Danny bailing them out of trouble. A couple times by literally bailing them out. As the stories progressed, I started to worry that maybe Aidan had a drinking problem. It seemed to be the first part of all the stories. 823 "You drank an awful lot in college," I said at one point when we had a chance to talk. 824 "Yeah. I was a fucking lush until Senior year. That's when I met Darla." 825 "Yeah?" I asked, nodding my head for him to continue. 826 He took a swig of beer and continued, "She was great. The only person who ever looked out for me... except Danny, I guess." 827 "You give him a lot of rope," I said, looking over at Danny who was currently trying to get the waitress to let him tip her with a fifty in her bra. 828 "He's earned it. He's not as bad as he seems, you know. He's got a good code." 829 "What's that?" 830 Danny came up behind us, having heard the last little bit, "Bros before hoes, man!" 831 They clinked glasses and laughed, leaving me marveling at how Aidan could be friends with this guy. Fortunately, that's when the wet t-shirt contest started. We were just seven guys cheering at the spectacle of girls with big tits and no bra wearing white t-shirts and competing for $50 of free beer. Pretty much the most American thing you could do on a Saturday night. 832 As one of the prettiest contestants was walking off stage, my eyes were caught by the other guys passing around a phone. "Yeah man. She's fucking hot," said Rick as he handed the phone to Jacob. Jacob just nodded silently, passing the phone to Aidan. 833 "Yeah. She's a bit of a bimbo but she'll basically do whatever I say. I'm glad I married a hot, obedient little 19 year old," Danny said with all the sleazy pride you'd expect. 834 Aidan passed me the phone with an unamused look on his face. I expected a sexy photo of Zoe. What I saw took my breath away. Zoe was standing about five feet from someone taking a picture. She was completely nude. Her smooth cunt glistened and her perfect tits stuck out proudly. "That was two weeks after I bought her those fantastic bolt ons for her. She was like a fucking B cup before. Look at those nice firm sweater puppies now," he said proudly. 835 "Did you use that doctor I told you about?" Chris asked, "He owes me... Of course he's paid for my fucking pool." The two guys laughed. 836 "Yeah. He couldn't wait to get his hands on Zoe. I think he enjoyed the hell out of the consult," he said clinking glasses with his friend. 837 "How did Zoe like it?" I asked. I was really trying hard not to be THAT guy but couldn't help myself. 838 "Bitch loved it!" he said loudly earning several looks from other patrons. "Best fuck I'd ever had was after that appointment." 839 I marveled at his attitude but couldn't help but be a little turned on as I looked at the stunning redhead. I glanced one more time at the photo before handing it off to the other guys to appreciate. 840 My phone buzzed with a message from Hailey. 841 Hailey: I'm having so much fun babe. Darla's great! And Zoe is so much fun, too! 842 Me: Hope you're enjoying your strippers 843 Hailey: Ehh... we're not getting the full monty. I'd rather be with you. 844 Me: I doubt it. The company's lousy. 845 Hailey: Well you'd have me to keep you company. Besides, wouldn't I be a sure thing to win the $50? 846 Me: Who snitched on us? 847 Hailey: Aidan of course. He wanted to make sure Darla was okay with it. LOL 848 Me: rofl... well have fun. I'll catch up with you later. 849 Hailey: You better, stud. I'm feeling pretty randy. 850 Me: :) 851 We continued to enjoy the show, eventually enjoying the "runoff" between the two hottest contestants. The bar had gotten pretty noisy and the guys were starting to get dangerously handsy with the scantily clad staff. When Chris got his hand smacked for pinching one of the waitress's asses, I knew it was time to go. Besides, Aidan was nearly passed out next to me. 852 "Let's head out. Aidan's done," I said, looking at my soon to be brother-in-law. 853 "Yeah. Let's head back to my place and crash," Danny said. 854 "Really?" I said, turning to Jacob. 855 "Hell yeah, man. Danny's house is fucking awesome. He's got a built in movie theatre we play XBox on." 856 "Cool," I said, curious despite myself. 857 Sure enough, the place was a fucking mansion on the beach. It was huge. Turns out, Danny was a trust fund baby (because of course he was) and had inherited the house. We all piled in, Danny and I each underneath one of Aidan's arms. We took him upstairs and tossed him on the bed where he collapsed. 858 We came downstairs and Danny clapped his hands together. "Okay, Aidan the boyscout is out like a light. You guys ready to party?" 859 The four of them cheered and I must have looked annoyed, "Hey man. We honored Aidan's wish but the bachelor party is for the fucking bachelors to have some fun too. Strippers guys?" 860 They cheered again and Danny started making phone calls. Unfortunately for him, it was nearly 1 in the morning and all of the local talent was fully booked for the night. 861 "Well this fucking sucks. What a sausage fest," Zach said. 862 "Yeah... if only one of us had a wife who would do whatever they said," Rick said pointedly to Danny. The challenge was clear. 863 "You think Zoe won't come over here and strip for us? Fuck you. She'll be here in 20!" he said and picked up his phone. "Hey baby. You having fun? Yeah... yeah...," he said pantomiming his annoyance to us as the guys snickered. "You want to come over here and maybe keep having fun? Yeah... yeah... the guys... c'mon baby, you know you'll like it. Yeah?... Hell yeah... See you in 20." 864 He hung up his phone and the guys started cheering. 865 "She'll be here soon," he said as he high fived his buddies, "And she's bringing a slut friend of hers." 866 Just then, I got a buzz on my phone. 867 Hailey: Zoe says she's going to be your stripper for the night. 868 Me: Not mine. Danny's an ass. 869 Hailey: Zoe told me. Are they all jerks? 870 Me: Pretty much. Jacob's not so bad, I guess. Typical frat guy. The rest are pretty much grade A asshats. 871 Hailey: Sounds like they're perfect for me ;) 872 I felt my fingers tremble. Did she really mean that? I started typing a reply then deleted and sent a short query instead. 873 Me: Wait... really? 874 Hailey: Only if you're up for it. But I'm so fucking horny babe. If you don't say yes to this you need to fuck me for the rest of the night. 875 I took another deep breath. Was I okay with this? With nervous energy, I managed to type another reply. 876 Me: Well... I'm not sure I could fuck you all night... So I guess you better come over here. 877 Hailey: You sure? 878 Me: Stop stalling and get your slut ass in gear 879 Hailey: Yessir! :) 880 I put my phone away and felt the instant knot in my stomach. I'd basically just given my wife permission to fuck five strangers. And the part that was bothering me most was that I was excited about it. 881 When the girls got to the house, all six of us were sitting in the living room looking hopeful and eager. Zoe walked in with Hailey in tow. Both of them were perfect visions of beauty. 882 "I hear some sad lonely guys ordered some strippers?" Zoe said as she smiled at the guys. They all whooped and hollered in excitement. 883 "Hell yeah... we want some sluts!" Zach shouted as he and Rick high fived. 884 Zoe shot Danny a look but Hailey stepped in. "Well Zoe is a bit of a good girl. But I'm not," she said. The guys laughed and cheered. Zoe clicked on the stereo and Hailey immediately started dancing. The guys were rapt in attention and barely noticed Zoe pull Danny to the side to have heated words with him. 885 My eyes traveled back to Hailey who was now swaying her hips around to the beat of the music. A couple of the guys held out dollar bills that they'd produced from seemingly thin air and slipped them into her belt. She kept dancing away, mesmerizing the five of us with her moves. Her sweaty, pink skin shone in the dark along with her platinum blonde hair that flew through the air. 886 After the first song ended, she came over to me and straddled my lap, "You get the first dance, stud," she said and she ground into me, taking off her shirt and skirt as she did. When she was done, she stood there in just a thong and lacy bra, hands on her hips as she surveyed her prey. My cock was rock hard and ready to burst. "Who wants the second dance?" Four hands shot up instantly. "Which one of you is Jacob?" 887 Jacob kept his hand out and she took it as three other guys shot daggers at him. "You're fucking gorgeous," he said to her. Hailey looked at me for one last gesture of reassurance. I nodded slightly and she smiled back, biting her lip. 888 She looked at Jacob and whispered huskily, "I hope we can drop the gorgeous from that sentence before too long, stud." 889 Jacob's eyes went wide and she proceeded to repeat the dance she'd given me. This time, she ground her pussy hard against him, feeling up his size and rigidity. I knew she was enjoying the sensation of the strange cock sliding along her clit, teasing the both of them. She'd cum a couple times for me giving me a lap dance like this so I knew it was possible but I hoped that wasn't all she had planned. I needn't have worried. 890 As she was finishing that third song, Zoe walked back in with Danny in toe, "You guys want strippers... or sluts?" 891 "Sluts!" came from the four guys. I remained silent though that didn't stop me from ogling Zoe. 892 "Well I was fine with stripping for you idiots but I told Danny he could have a choice. I'd be a slut for you five or strip for all six of you." 893 "Oh man," Rick said. 894 I looked at Danny who looked weirdly crestfallen for the first time since I'd met him. "Actually, I didn't really give him a choice. I just told him I was going to be a slut for you five and he would have to watch." She smiled evilly at Danny then looked back at us. 895 The four guys cheered and started needling Danny. Hailey looked at me. This wasn't something we discussed. Was she okay with me fucking Zoe? Was I? 896 This time, it was her turn to nod slightly at me. I felt my cock stir and she stood up off of Jacob's lap and sauntered over to Zoe. She stroked Zoe's hair away from her eyes and leaned in to whisper something in the redhead's ear. Zoe shuddered slightly before pulling away, giving me a little look before nodding to Hailey. Then the two hotties kissed. 897 This time all six of us cheered without reservations. Even Danny was happy to see his wife making out with mine. We shared a quick look and he shrugged. I really wasn't sure what that meant but realized what he was thinking when he turned back to look at my wife. He figured he might not be banging his own wife tonight but at least he'd have mine. 898 "Only one thing, guys. I don't let married men into my holes," Hailey said as she eyed us. "Any of you married?" 899 Danny and I raised our hands. 900 "That's too bad. I guess you won't be getting any action tonight, Danny," she said. Again, the guys laughed and Danny sat there. He looked at my wife and Zoe before realizing he was completely fucked and not in a good way. 901 "I don't mind fucking married men," Zoe said, looking straight at me. My cock was hard as a rock and ready to burst. The redheaded bombshell walked towards me with a sexy strut. I watched behind her as my wife straddled Zach's lap but my view was quickly obstructed by Zoe's swaying hips. She leaned down and whispered, "Your wife says, 'Happy Babymoon, stud," as she knelt down in front of me. She fished out my cock and took it fully down her throat in one swallow. Her lips were perfect for sucking cock and she didn't appear to have any kind of gag reflex. I flopped my head back, enjoying the sensation as she bobbed up and down rapidly on my shaft. I could feel her throat tighten around my cock as she squeezed and sucked on me all while working her tongue in seemingly impossible ways. 902 After what seemed like forever, she pulled off and started stroking my cock with her hand. I regained my senses just enough to look over to see that my wife was now turned away from Zach and grinding against his lap while she leaned forward to fish out Rick's cock. I saw her lift her hips up and realized she was already fucking Zach. His cock was fucking huge and I could see her cunt lips stretched wide around it as she slammed back down on it. She started to scream but Rick yanked her down onto his cock, muffling her sounds of ecstasy. 903 Chapter 3.3 Zoe went back to sucking me as she knelt there and, before long, Chris came up behind her. He dropped his pants and stroked his own cock a couple times. It was thin but kind of long and he spat on it once before pulling Zoe's skirt up and spearing into her. He wasn't particularly gentle and Zoe yelped around my cock. Her eyes went wide as she looked up at me with surprise before Chris gave her three more thrusts and she got into it. She rolled her eyes in pleasure before closing them and resumed sucking my cock while Chris hammered away. 905 The next time I looked over to my wife, Hailey was bouncing up and down on Zach's cock while Rick was jerking off onto her face, "Yeah. Cover my slutty face you fucking bastard," she said with a snarl. Rick did exactly that, painting her face with a big load. Jacob quickly took his place and she sucked his cock down her throat as well. I could tell she was lost in pleasure as she continued to bounce her ass on Zach's big dick. 906 It was all too much for me and I came hard in Zoe's mouth, filling her to the point of overflowing. She cooed softly as she slurped it all down before disengaging from me and dropping her head into my lap. Chris grabbed her hips and cut loose, pounding her for all he was worth. She screamed, looking up at me and whispering, "I'm a slut, I'm a slut, I'm a slut." Her eyes were glassy as she reveled in the sensation of the invading cock. Chris finally shot into her and pulled out, leaving a trail of cum dripping down her legs. 907 She climbed up next to me and kissed me, "Do you mind that I'm a slut, Sam?" 908 I shook my head, mesmerized by the beautiful woman in front of me. 909 "Do you mind that your wife is a slut?" she asked. I looked past her to see my wife now lying on her back as Zach's giant cock split her nearly in two. 910 "No." 911 "Zach is fucking amazing," Zoe said. 912 "You've fucked him before?" 913 She nodded, "My husband whored me out for the renovations on this house." She didn't sound happy about it. But she seemed less pissed than I'd have thought. "My husband's a jerk. His friends are jerks. But I'm a slut and I love it so it's all good." 914 "Then why give him a hard time tonight?" I said. She reached out her hand and began stroking me gently. My shaft started to grow despite my recent orgasm. 915 "He needs to know he can't do this shit without talking to me first. If he'd asked, I'd have said yes... well... probably. But he just assumes. So he's being punished." 916 I nodded as I watched my wife take the comically large cock up her cunt. 917 "Besides, he likes to watch. What about you, Sam? Do you like to watch?" 918 "We've never done this before," I said. 919 "That's not what I asked. Do. You. Like. To. Watch?" she punctuated each word by licking my ear all while continuing to slide her hand up and down my growing cock. I nodded, unable to help myself. Watching Hailey get fucked like that was the sexiest thing I'd ever seen. 920 "Where'd you find this piece of ass, Zoe?" Zach asked somewhat breathlessly as he gripped Hailey's hips and slammed her down again and again. 921 Danny started to say something but Zoe shot him a look and said, "Just one of Darla's friends from college." 922 "Yeah? Wish I'd met this bitch before. She can really take cock," Zach said as he slammed into my wife again. Her head flailed from side to side as she moaned and begged for more. At one point, she looked to her left and caught my eye. She saw Zoe stroking my cock and smiled before Zach slammed in again and turned the smile into a scream. "You like that you dumb cunt?" 923 "Fuck yeah. Your cock is fucking perfect," my wife yelled back as she held her legs wide. 924 "Don't worry, Sam. Zach's amazing in bed but he's a fucking pansy out of it. Now... how about we see about getting your cock in my nice tight hole?" She pulled me onto the ground and straddled me. "Rick, get your ass over here and fill mine up," she said. She sank down on me. She started sliding back and forth on me as she leaned forward, shoving her firm, mammoth tits in my face. Rick waddled over, pants still around his ankles. He shucked off the encumbrance and immediately positioned himself behind Zoe. Without much preamble, he slid into her. She must have known this was going to happen and lubed herself up because I watched her close her eyes and sigh in pure pleasure. 925 It took a minute but we fell into a rhythm as Zoe rocked her hips back and forth, fucking herself on the two cocks filling her up. She felt amazing, her cunt was hot and wet. It felt like she was leaking all over my shaft. On top of that, the way her body moved was erotic all by itself. She was shaking her hips back and forth, moaning in pleasure at the dual invasion taking place. 926 But as hot as Zoe was, my eyes couldn't stop looking over at Hailey. Zach had flipped her over and pulled her to the floor and was now hammering into her from behind. Her perfect tits were shaking like crazy as I watched his hand snake into her hair, yanking her back. "You like that, bitch?" he snarled. 927 "Yes... oh yes... oh yes," she said to the room. She was absolutely gorgeous as she used him for her pleasure. I knew this was exactly what she wanted, to just use a group of men that she didn't about and didn't care about her. 928 Zach laughed and smacked her ass with his free hand. "Gonna ruin this fucking cheap ass cunt tonight, baby." 929 "Yes... fuck... please... don't stop you fucking stud," she begged. Her eyes were rolled into the back of her head and she didn't even notice that Jacob had maneuvered in front of her. 930 Zach moved his hands from Hailey's hair to her wrists, holding them back as Jacob's fingers curled up in her blonde locks. "Open up you dumb cunt," he said. She didn't even hesitate, simply opened her mouth and took the cock that forced its way down her very willing throat. She gurgled at first, surprised by the depth of the sudden invasion but another slam of Zach's tree trunk made her forget all about the cock in her mouth. She simply moaned and screamed while Jacob fucked her mouth and Zach continued to abuse her. I watched as he spit on her ass and slide his thumb in, sealing all of her holes for the first time. 931 Zoe noticed my eyes wandering and leaned forward, whispering in my ear, "Your wife is fucking hot, Sam. We fingered each other in the cab while she told me how she wanted to be gang fucked. The cabbie got quite the show." 932 I looked at Zoe, her eyes momentarily bugged out as Rick shoved his cock into her ass particularly deep. I flexed my cock inside her at the same time and her whole body went stiff. When thought finally returned to her glassy eyes, she looked at me and smiled wickedly before shoving her cunt against me and grinding hard into my pelvis. Suddenly, her whole face exploded as she started cumming. "Fuck my slutty holes you bastards!" she implored. Rick and I did, both of us shoving into her over and over as her whole body began to spasm. She collapsed onto me as Rick continued his pummeling before shooting his own load into her ass. "Yes... yes... fill my ass, stud. Fill it. Fuck it. Use it." 933 I glanced over and saw Hailey being repositioned, this time to ride Zach while Jacob moved around behind her and now Chris stepped up to feed his cock down her throat. My wife and I had tried anal once before and she'd been vaguely okay with it. Now, she looked like she'd love anything. Sure enough Jacob started sliding into her ass, mirroring the position that Rick and I had just used Zoe in. Except my wife was showing she was a true blue three holed slut now. Her body was nearly limp and she simply collapsed down on Chris's cock as she had her own orgasm riding Zach's mammoth shaft. 934 It was all too much for me. I started shooting, filling up Zoe who was cooing sweetly in my ear. Hailey was cumming again as Jacob fed his cock into her ass. Zoe rolled off me and I sat up to watch as my wife was violated and used. And they did exactly that. The three of them fucked her and used her for ten more minutes. They called her every name they could think of and she simply moaned and nodded. Finally, Jacob pulled out and shot his cum all over her back and Chris covered her already messy face. That just left Zach. Hailey was exhausted and sweaty but Zach didn't seem to care. 935 "Cum for me, slut. Earn my cum in that fucking nasty, greedy cunt of yours. Show me how bad you need my jizz you dumb bitch," he growled. My wife seemed inspired by the implicit challenge and responded by grinding, shaking, moaning and screaming. She did everything she could to show Zach how much she wanted it. How much of a whore she truly was. 936 Finally, Zach roared and bucked his hips up. His surging cock split my wife in two as he filled her up before he pulled out, leaving her limp and sated on the floor as cum oozed out of her red cunt. 937 Zach didn't even break a sweat, he just walked over to Zoe and grabbed her like he owned her, "I'm taking the other one in the back room. Come watch me give your wife what she really needs, Danny." 938 Danny nodded and slunk off to follow the two clearly familiar lovers. Chris, Rick and Jacob were catching their breath and I was simply watching in awe. My cock was still hard, seeing my beautiful wife laying there looking simply destroyed. I crawled over to her and kissed her, laying her down on the ground and spreading her legs. "Now you can have a fifth cock, bitch," I said as I loomed over her. 939 She looked up at me and smirked. Her face was all covered in cum but she looked radiant and ready for more. She simply grabbed her thighs and widened her long, smooth legs. I didn't need any more invitation than that. I slipped into her, feeling her pussy squeeze around me. She felt like there was a gallon of cum already inside her and I shoved into her hard. She looked up at me and smiled a blissful, almost relaxed smile before whispering, "I love you. Thank you." 940 "I love you too... Slut," I said with a smile. 941 "I am... oh God... I am... I'm a cheap fucking trashy whore," she said as she humped back at me. 942 Jacob was the only one with a half working brain at the moment and he asked, "Hey... I thought the bitch didn't fuck married dudes?" 943 My wife grunted underneath me as I slammed into her hard. "I don't give a... fuck... oh God... if he's married the way he's pounding my... oh fuck me... used cunt." 944 Jacob shrugged, knowing that complaining about how slutty a girl is being was unlikely to get him anywhere. 945 I turned my attention back to her and grabbed her wrists as I pinned her down. She wrapped her legs around me and I rewarded her by slamming into her harder and harder. "Is this what you wanted, cunt?" I asked, allowing that little pit of anger inside me to come out. "You wanted to get gang fucked?" 946 "Yes!" she called out. 947 "Used like cheap trash?" I asked and bottomed out in her again. 948 "Yes!" she yelled. The other three guys gathered around and started cheering me on. 949 "Fucking dumb cunt," I said and did something that surprised both of us. I spit on her face. At first, she looked startled. I'd never done that before. But then the wild look in her eyes seemed to dial up to 11. 950 "Oh yeah... use me... fuck me... pound me... break me you fucking sick bastard!" 951 I held her down and did my best to meet her kinky demand. I stopped thinking of her as my wife and just railed her cunt harder and harder. I smacked her tits a couple times, squeezing them for leverage as I sat up. Finally, I felt another orgasm coming and buried my shaft into her, depositing a second huge load in her used up cunt. 952 The night degenerated into more of the same after that. The guys didn't hold back and we covered and filled my beautiful wife with as much cum as we could get. I even managed to take a couple pictures for posterity but didn't want to make a big deal because I really didn't want the other guys to think they could too. Around four in the morning, we were all spent. We laid there on the ground and the couch, clothes strewn everywhere as we all joked and tried to catch our breath. 953 "Man... you are one fine slutty ass bitch," Jacob said with a laugh. 954 "You guys are so sweet," my wife replied with some pretty sassy sarcasm for someone covered in a gallon of cum. Her hair was a mess of spit and cum. Her face and tits had dried cum all over them as well. 955 "I hope Zoe brings you around again." 956 "I doubt it. My husband and I are heading back home after the wedding. Right honey?" she said, looking at me. 957 I laughed, "Yeah babe. But maybe we'll come visit again," I said with a smile. 958 The guys all exchanged glances before busting out laughing as they realized what had been happening. We never did visit again, though. My sister and Aidan moved away and we had no real reason to go back. On the other hand, Zoe and Danny got divorced about six months after that and Zoe asked to move in with us for awhile. But that's a story for another time. 959 --- 960 If you like my work, give me a follow on Literotica or check out my author page for more info 961 https://www.literotica.com/s/mom-s-bukkake-surprise "We're eloping so we can avoid it becoming a big deal," Vicky argued, as her two daughters insisted on throwing her a bachelorette party. 963 "Look, you're leaving us behind two days before Christmas, you're marrying this guy without our being there to wipe our teary eyes and throw birdseed at you, so the very least you can do is allow your two loving daughters to plan one last wild night for our dear ol' Mom," Daphne, the twenty-year-old insisted, this event being her idea. 964 "Yeah, you're ditching us for this guy on Christmas," Gabby, the eighteen-year-old high school senior pointed out. Although she was two years younger than Daphne, she looked like the older of the two. 965 "That's quite a guilt trip," Vicky sighed, knowing her two daughters were never going to stop harassing her unless she agreed to this. 966 Daphne knew some tough love was needed, so she said, "Look Mom, don't think we haven't noticed how you've changed over the past three years. You're just not yourself. You're not as vibrant or flamboyant as you used to be, either." 967 Gabby added, "Sure, our asshole of a father cheated on you. But while you were still together, you had a lot more swagger. You were hot shit, and you knew it." 968 "I was younger back then," Vicky said, thinking back to when she was wild, and she didn't give a fuck what other people thought of her. 969 Daphne added, "Don't think we didn't hear you guys through the walls." 970 "Oh God," Vicky gasped. 971 "You screamed that phrase a lot," Gabby added. "Plus some other things that were a lot nastier." 972 "Nasty things we never hear since you started dating Carter," Gabby added, loving the sight of her Mom's cheeks going beet red. 973 "Please stop!" Vicky said, mortified, knowing she was very verbal during sex, or at least when it was good. 974 "Now there's a phrase..." Daphne smiled, "...that you never cried out back then." 975 Gabby added, not having anything against her mother's new fiancé, her mother deserved a good man, but this one was the vanilla of vanillas. "Don't get us wrong, Mom. We all love Carter. We just want our hot Mom back, if only for a single night." 976 Gabby pleaded, "Come on, Mom. Cut loose with us for one wild night, and we promise to make it a special one for you." 977 "I'm scared of what you two vixens might consider a wild night," Vicky said, seeing the devious looks in her children's eyes. "I think you'd best describe your game plan before I agree to anything." 978 "Oh no, that is for us to plan in utmost secrecy, and for you to have the time of your life finding out once it starts happening," Daphne smiled, having recently attended a really wild bachelorette party for a college friend that had gotten really out of hand and ended in a crazy bukkake all over the bride-to-be. The bride didn't cheat on her intended at all, at least not technically, she just allowed the other women to strip her naked, and then she knelt before the strippers' big cocks and allowed their five loads to splatter her tits and face. It had been so fucking hot and twisted, and she planned to do the exact same thing to her mother... knowing from having heard her mother begging to have her face coated many times (back when, but not recently) through their thin walls... a variation on taking a shower that Daphne now also enjoyed. 979 "That's what I'm afraid of," Vicky said, knowing her two daughters were both a little wild... just like she'd been when she was their age. Actually, Vicky had remained a wild one (loud hard fucking, facials, anal, etc.) until just three years ago, when she'd walked in on her asshole husband cheating on her with their eighteen-year-old babysitter. Instantly her sex drive had shriveled up like a raisin, since she believed she wasn't sexy enough to keep a husband, and she blamed herself... even though it wasn't remotely her fault. Her ex was a male slut who'd never really believed in monogamy... but unfortunately Vicky didn't learn this during more than fifteen years of his constant infidelity. In fact except for the babysitter, she never did learn about it until her attorney did some snooping around and told her. It turned out she and her daughters were pretty much the only ones around who didn't know. She did get a great divorce settlement, and now lived financially comfortably, spending her free time volunteering for a couple of charities. 980 It wasn't until a year ago upon her meeting Carter, who was a genuinely nice guy, the polar opposite of her ex, who'd had a dominant personality, that she decided to chance opening herself up to another man. 981 Ever since high school she had dated arrogant, dominant assholes, and then had married one... all of whom knew what she wanted in the bedroom... to be fucked hard and used as a slut... but now... at forty... she just wanted this gentle man who loved her. Who treated her like a queen. Admittedly in the bedroom he was inadequate because of his small dick, quick trigger and sensitive nature... they didn't fuck, they made love... and she had never orgasmed during sex with him other than from his tongue, which he was very good with. 982 "You should be afraid," Gabby admitted. "For starters we'll be choosing your attire for the evening, and once you've seen it, we won't be taking your 'hell no' for an answer." 983 "Oh, God," Vicky said, both of her girls taking after her (the old her), and in addition to having great bodies with big tits, tight asses and long legs, they loved wearing sexy clothing. 984 "You used to dress a little provocatively," Daphne reminded her mother. 985 "I did, did I?" Vicky asked as if this was news, even though she recalled full well that before the betrayal she hadn't dressed like a mother of two... James had expected her to be in short skirts or dresses, nylons, usually thigh highs or a garter-belt and stockings, and often sans underwear. He wanted quick access to her fuck holes... his very words. And truth be told, she'd used to love when he'd walk up to her, set his hands on her shoulders and guide her to the floor for a blow job, or would bend her over a table or a counter and without further preamble would slide his dick into her pussy or asshole, and just pound the shit out of her (sometimes literally). 986 "Yes you did, and you still have a lot body, so you should flaunt it," Gabby said. She looked a lot like her mother... and was happy to see she would age well. 987 "I was younger then," Vicky said, reminiscing when she'd used her body to her advantage... including getting out of more than one speeding ticket... but her ex-husband's betrayal had crushed her confidence. 988 "You were only three years younger, and you're still hot," Daphne refuted, hating to see her Mom's lack of self-confidence. She'd used to be vibrant before she'd caught her husband cheating on her. 989 "Yeah, you're a complete MILF," Gabby said. 990 "MILF?" Vicky asked, not a term she recognized. 991 "Mom I'd like to fuck," both daughters explained in unison. 992 "Yuck," Vicky said. 993 "Not by us," Daphne said. "But our boyfriends and male friends all call you that, and they mean it." 994 "And Sarah does too," Gabby added, mentioning her lesbian friend from high school who'd said more than once how much she'd like to turn her mother. Sarah was a real seductress, had seduced many straight women, and Gabby had dined between her legs many times... Gabby liking sausage and fish equally... although if she had to choose it would be next to impossible, since she greatly preferred dining on fish, but she also preferred a real cock pounding her pussy over a strap-on... although she admitted freely (in the right company) to just liking to get fucked, regardless of what was doing the entering. 995 "Gabby!" Vicky gasped, although truth be told, she had sometimes dwelled upon what it would be like to be with a woman... especially after her trust in men was shattered by James... but Carter was beginning to rebuild that faith... although he wasn't rekindling her sexual fire. 996 "Just saying, in case you need a guaranteed orgasm or a handy snack," Gabby shrugged, suddenly craving Sarah's sensual snack again herself. 997 "Gabby!" Vicky said, this time shaking her head in fake consternation. She liked having such an open and frank relationship with her two girls... something she'd worried she might lose when the divorce entered the picture. Luckily both girls had sided with her, and not the cheating bastard. 998 "So that's a maybe, then," Gabby smiled, planning to let Sarah know her mother hadn't said no. 999 "Yes, I'd simply love to lick your friend's pussy," Vicky said sarcastically, this conversation a little... okay... a lot more adult than most of theirs. 1000 "Excellent! I'll let her know right away," Gabby said. 1001 "I was being sarcastic," Vicky tried to backpedal, although Sarah was an ultimate beauty, and if she did want to explore some same sex play she couldn't do any better. 1002 "Sure, sure," Gabby said, thinking her mother could be between Sarah's legs pretty soon. 1003 "Stop trying to turn our mother into a lesbian," Daphne said, finally interjecting something serious into Gabby's intense teasing. 1004 "Not a lesbian," Gabby said, knowing that Daphne enjoyed pussy too, "just bi, like you." 1005 "You eat way more pussy than I do," Daphne countered. 1006 "So?" Gabby asked as if that was a bad thing. 1007 "If this conversation is supposed to give me enough faith and trust to allow you two libertines to run my bachelorette party, you're sadly mistaken," Vicky said, not having known her two daughters were bi, but wasn't surprised, since she'd heard some moans coming from Gabby's room when she had a girl sleeping over just the other night... and had Sarah gone down on her daughter, or had her daughter down on Sarah? 1008 "No need for you to allow anything, it's a done deal," Daphne said. 1009 "Already planned, bought and paid for," Gabby added. 1010 "Now I'm really scared," Vicky joked, even though she was now looking forward to a wild-ish night with her kids. It couldn't get too crazy... they were her kids. 1011 "You should be," both girls answered with wicked smiles on their faces. 1012 ... 1013 "Your attire for tonight is on your bed," Gabby said, already dressed in a sexy red cocktail dress with a generous slit up the side to showcase her legs, and to allow anyone paying much attention to see she was wearing thigh high stockings. 1014 "Do I even have to guess whether it's something I'd usually wear?" Vicky asked. 1015 Daphne answered, "You'll likely be wearing more than that in the hotel room after you say I do." 1016 "Shit," Vicky said, looking forward to tonight, but she was also rather nervous, since the girls seemed to have a pretty elaborate plan in store for her, and they wouldn't tell her a single thing about it. Not what they'd be doing, where they were going, or who was invited. 1017 "Go upstairs and change," Gabby ordered. 1018 "Since when do the daughters begin telling the mother what to do?" Vicky asked, kind of curious to know what they possibly thought would be appropriate to dress their mother in. 1019 "From this moment on," Daphne said. 1020 "Oh God, I should never have agreed to this," Vicky moaned as she headed up to her bedroom. 1021 "If you recall, you didn't agree; we just presented you with a fait accompli. But no worries, this will be a night to remember," Daphne called after her, looking forward to sucking some big cock and watching a live bukkake onto her mother. 1022 "I can only imagine," Vicky said. 1023 "No, she can't," Daphne smiled at her sister once their Mom was out of earshot. 1024 "Not even remotely," Gabby smiled back, excited to see how their mother, aunt and grandmother would react not only to male strippers... but strippers who first showed everything, and next offered everything. 1025 "Oh my God," Vicky said to herself when she saw the outfit on her bed. Something too revealing perhaps even for Halloween. 1026 It was a bridal cheerleading outfit... all white... one piece... with white thigh high stockings lying beside it. She shook her head in dismay. She hadn't worn nylons of any sort since she'd caught her husband cheating on her. Not once. Not even to a funeral last year. James had loved them on her, she'd never really liked wearing them but had done so for him, back when she'd thought he was worth it. 1027 She sighed, but figuring she'd just go with the flow, she got undressed to her underwear and put on the outfit. 1028 She returned downstairs and saw her fifty-eight-year-old mother, she'd gotten pregnant on prom night (yes, cliché but true), dressed in a gold cocktail dress. "Mom, you're coming to my bachelorette party?" 1029 "Of course," Barbara joked. "My eldest daughter only gets married twice." 1030 "I certainly hope so," Vicky said, her mother having been there for her during her tough time divorcing James, just as Vicky had been there when her Mom's husband, her Dad, had died. The two disastrous events had brought them closer together, and her Mom had been pivotal in helping her to open up, and in allowing her heart to open up too. 1031 "Carter's a very good man," Barbara said. "A keeper." 1032 "I know," Vicky said, as the doorbell rang, just as her younger sister by three years walked in from the kitchen carrying two glasses of wine and handed her one. 1033 Rachel said, "You look overdressed." 1034 "For what? A porn shoot?" Vicky joked, knowing her tits barely were being hidden in the tight outfit. 1035 "You let her wear a bra and not me?" Rachel asked. 1036 Daphne accused, "Mother, you aren't wearing a bra and panties are you?" 1037 "Of course I am," Vicky said. 1038 "Take them off," Gabby ordered. 1039 "What?" Vicky asked. 1040 "You're only allowed to wear what we left on the bed for you," Daphne said. 1041 "Do as you're told, young lady," Barbara said, siding with her granddaughters. "If I can't wear any, then you can't either." 1042 "Fine, whatever," Vicky said, as she turned and went into the bathroom. 1043 When she returned, bra and panties now discarded, thinking this was already a weird night with her daughters dressing her and her mother ordering her to remove her underwear, Vicky's best friend Danielle arrived, and immediately removed her shoes. Vicky looked around and noticed everyone was wearing nylons with no shoes. It was a sexy sight. 1044 "Well, you look ready for a wild night," Danielle smiled, "and your boobs look great," the only one knowing all about Gabby's and Daphne's plan, and loving it. Danielle and Vicky had spent many nights back in the day involved in wild group sex and a few bukkakes... which she'd disclosed to the girls when they told her their twisted plan. She too had noticed Vicky's raw sexual proclivities fade away completely, and she knew Vicky would love this... once she'd accepted it. 1045 "I hope you had no influence on tonight's activities," Vicky said, Danielle a redheaded beauty in a tight black dress that showcased her slim figure, tight body, and her own lack of underwear. She also knew Danielle was famous for organising wild bachelorette parties... she'd been to a few, but not recently. 1046 "Well, I should have, you didn't even let me throw you one the first time," Danielle said. 1047 "I was six months pregnant," Vicky pointed out, having not had a bachelorette party at all the first time. 1048 "Yeah, yeah, yeah," Danielle said, glancing over to Daphne. "Well, tonight we'll make up for it." 1049 "Now I'm really worried," Vicky said. 1050 "You should be," Danielle smiled, as they all went into the front room and sat down... each with a full glass of wine. 1051 Over the next hour, they shared stories of Vicky's past, many of them very embarrassing. They also drank two bottles of wine between the six of them, and had cracked open a third when Danielle announced, "Gift time." 1052 Vicky was surprised they were staying in, and also at how tame it had been so far... although embarrassing... her mother sharing some of her bad choices as a teen, such as streaking through downtown one afternoon (not naked, she was wearing running shoes) and accidentally encountering a TV news crew and thus making it onto the Nine O'clock News, and Danielle hinting at how big a slut she'd been back in college... although thankfully she hadn't gone into details about some of the gangbangs they'd taken part in, not to mention her favorite memories... a few bukkakes. God, she'd loved getting load after load of cum splattered on her face. Something she now realized would never happen again. 1053 "Yes, we got some pretty special gifts for you," Daphne said. 1054 "Some of them for the present," Gabby said. 1055 "Some for the future," Daphne continued. 1056 "And a flashback to the past, "Danielle foreshadowed. 1057 "You girls are scaring me again," Vicky said, a little tipsily. 1058 "Here," Daphne said, handing her a bag. 1059 "Thanks honey, but you didn't have to," Vicky said. 1060 "Oh, of course we did," Daphne said. "I mean once you get married again, you'll likely need this present all the time." 1061 "I can't imagine what that might be," Vicky said, as she opened the bag and then gasped. "Seriously?" 1062 "Every healthy girl needs one," Daphne said, as Vicky pulled out a long vibrator. 1063 "I can't believe my daughter bought me a vibrator," Vicky said, this one longer and thicker than the old one she'd had... having never replaced it when it broke. 1064 "It's a rabbit," Daphne clarified, as she pointed to the outer piece. "It pleasures you both inside and out simultaneously." 1065 "Oh my," Vicky said, examining the outer piece and wondering if that was for stimulating her clit. 1066 "It'll make you come like gangbusters," her mother Barbara said, speaking for the first time in a long while. 1067 "Mom!" Vicky said. 1068 "What? Daphne got me one for my birthday," Barbara revealed. "It's amazing." 1069 "Daphne!" 1070 "What? Grandma should have amazing orgasms too," Daphne shrugged. 1071 "Open mine next," Barbara said. 1072 "Okay," Vicky said, shaking her head as Daphne grabbed the wine bottle and topped up everyone's glasses. The strippers would be arriving in ten minutes. 1073 She opened another gift bag and pulled out a half dozen pairs of Wolford stockings. She'd always wanted to get a pair back when she wore nylons regularly, as she'd read they were the best of the best... even though they were called tights. 1074 "I only wear this brand now," Barbara said, rubbing her hands up and down her silky sheer legs. 1075 "I've always wanted some of these," Vicky said. 1076 "I know," Barbara said. 1077 "Put on the white ones, Mom," Daphne suggested. 1078 "Why not?" Vicky said, opening the white pair. 1079 "Let me help you," Danielle said, as she knelt beside her friend and reached way up to slip her current thigh highs off of her. 1080 "I think I can do that myself," Vicky said, as Danielle checked out Vicky's trimmed bush. 1081 "I see you aren't wearing panties," Danielle said, "just like in the old days." 1082 "And are you?" Vicky asked, tipsy enough to be flirtatious. 1083 "Of course not," Danielle said. "You remember the saying back in our wild days." 1084 "No underwear... for quick access to our fun-filled lair," Vicky smiled, recalling the corny slogan the two of them had coined back in their college days. 1085 "It's still true," Danielle said. 1086 "Those were some crazy days," Vicky said. 1087 "So you're telling us our mother used to be a slut?" Gabby asked. 1088 "Gabby!" Vicky exclaimed. 1089 "Yep. A big one," Danielle nodded. 1090 "Danielle!" 1091 "What? It's true," Danielle said. 1092 "Well sure, but my daughters don't need to know about my sordid past," Vicky said, just as the doorbell rang. 1093 "The gift Grandma and I ordered for you is here," Gabby announced. 1094 "What and who could that possibly be?" Vicky asked, as she finished her third or maybe fourth glass of wine. She was feeling no pain... and was horny. 1095 Chapter 4.2 "It's your big surprise," Gabby said, stressing the word 'big', as she jumped up to get the door, as Danielle began draping the new stockings onto Vicky. 1097 "Now I'm really scared," Vicky said, sensing a stripper was about to strut into her living room. 1098 "Oh, it's nothing to be scared of," Daphne said. 1099 "Yes, it's just a little visitation from the Ghost of your Christmas Past," Danielle said, glancing again at her friend's pussy. Unlike her very straight college days, she now was bi, enjoying both cock and pussy equally. 1100 "That is a dangerous statement," Vicky warned, as she looked up and saw not one, not two, not three, not four, but five men... yes, strut... into the room. 1101 "Ooooooooh, nice," Barbara said, admiring the five young men... three white men, a black man and a Latino. 1102 "Mom!" Vicky said. 1103 "What?" Barbara asked. "They're hot, and I'm old, not dead." 1104 "Yeah Mom, a woman is never too old to enjoy some hot men shaking their stuff," Gabby said. 1105 Danielle finished putting her friend's new nylons on, as Vicky stroked her hands luxuriously up and down her silken legs, even as she looked around at the five gorgeous young men. 1106 "So you must be the bride-to-be," Rico, the Latino leader of the group, said, walking up to her. And thus presenting a very impressive bulge right in front of her face. 1107 "I am she," Vicky smiled, tipsy enough to enjoy what was about to happen, and yet sober enough to control the tingle inside her pussy. 1108 "Come over to the centre of the room," Rico said, as he pulled her up and led her to a kitchen chair Daphne had placed in the centre of the room. 1109 "Okay," Vicky followed along, admiring his strong arms... her husband-to-be didn't have those. Nope, he was an accountant. 1110 Vicky sat down, and Rico said, "Enjoy." 1111 "Oh, she definitely will," Daphne said. 1112 "We all will," Gabby said, already trying to decide which cock she wanted to suck. 1113 "Now my daughters are speaking for me," Vicky laughed, as a white well-built cowboy moseyed over to her, and Danielle once again topped up her wineglass. 1114 Rachel cautioned, "Don't do anything I wouldn't do." 1115 "That doesn't leave much out," Vicky replied, as the first stripper began his show. 1116 For the next forty-five minutes all five men danced for the five ladies... especially for Vicky... although there was no hint of what was to come next... just five hunky men stripping down to their underwear and nothing else, with nobody having touched anybody. 1117 Then Rico and the other four men surrounded Vicky, and began dancing extra provocatively. 1118 One by one they inched closer and closer to Vicky, who by this time had drunk enough wine to allow this to progress further than she should, for those big bulges looked very enticing and mouth-watering. 1119 "On three, boys," Rico said, as all five men surrounded her. 1120 "What's on three?" Vicky asked. 1121 "One, two, three," Rico counted, and then all five of them discarded their final remaining articles of clothing... all just held in place with Velcro to be yanked off in an instant. 1122 "All men should wear that kind of underwear," Barbara said, drooling unashamedly at the five big cocks, all of which were rapidly growing into full erections. 1123 "Mom!" Vicky gasped, as she stared around at the five glorious dicks... all of them way larger than her husband-to-be's, or even the bastard's she'd sent packing. 1124 "Good call, Grandma," Daphne agreed. 1125 Vicky was helpless to do anything but sit and stare, as the five cocks circled around her. 1126 She remained helpless as each man next stepped in front of her and slapped her face with his hard cock. She didn't even realize she was instinctively opening her mouth as each cock was presented. 1127 The ladies cheered and watched in excitement... in amusement... in lust. 1128 Vicky's cheeks burned with embarrassment as she said stiltedly, "I think that will be quite enough," even though she was enjoying the show, and a growing part of her wanted to suck and devour each one of these cocks... except that her mother, her sister and her two children were watching. (Danielle didn't matter; she'd already seen her at her sluttiest.) 1129 "Suck one of them, Mom," Daphne cheered her on, ignoring her Mom's feeble protest. 1130 "Or two of them," Gabby added. 1131 "Or all five," Barbara encouraged her daughter, while Rico traced Vicky's lips with his cock. 1132 "I can't," Vicky said, not willing to cheat on her good man. 1133 "Yes, you can, you're not married yet," Rachel said. 1134 "Well, I certainly can," Barbara said, getting off her chair, and saying, as she knelt down beside her daughter and reached for the big black ten-inch monster, "I really need some chocolate." 1135 "Mom!" Vicky gasped, both at her mother's action and her sudden view of her mother stroking a huge black cock about a foot and a half away from her eyes. 1136 Vicky had fucked a couple of black men back in college, and she'd found that sometimes the BBC myth was true and sometimes it wasn't. This time it definitely was... easily the largest cock she'd ever seen in person. 1137 "Mom what? I'm hungry," the Grandma brushed off her daughter's objection, as she leaned forward and took her first ever black cock into her mouth... one long-time curiosity now become one more reality. 1138 "Grandma, that looks so nice," Daphne encouraged her. 1139 "Take it all down," Gabby added. 1140 "Girls, really?" Vicky rebuked, astonished they were encouraging their grandmother, although she really wasn't doing anything wrong... she was a widow after all... and a growing part of her was feeling jealous. She wanted that big black dick. She really wanted his big load splattering all over her face. His balls were huge, and were likely carrying a full load of the warm, sticky cum she loved so much. 1141 "Mmmmmmm," Barbara moaned on the big cock as she took more of it into her mouth. She'd always enjoyed sucking dick, and she was damn good at it. 1142 Vicky watched her mother sucking that monster cock eagerly, taking over two-thirds of it into her mouth with ease, which had to mean several inches were going down her throat. She found it strangely hot, even if it wasn't completely wrong, not to mention she was doing it not only in front of her two daughters, but also with two of her grandchildren present... who were joyously encouraging her. She knew she should say something... should stop this... yet she remained in her chair enjoying the wild show, wishing it was her on her knees sucking that big chocolate cock. 1143 "Suck that cock, Grandma," Daphne cheered her on. 1144 "Get that load nice and ready," Gabby said, a reminder to her Grandma that the load had to go someplace specific. 1145 "Yes Barbara, worship that big dick," Danielle encouraged, pondering which of the four remaining guys she wanted to devour, as she admired each of the erotic missiles all primed, loaded and ready to shoot. 1146 "Mom, you'd better slip out of your dress... Now," Gabby warned her. 1147 "What? Don't be ridiculous!" 1148 "No, I mean it Mom, hurry and do it! Here, I'll go first, if that helps; Daphne, please join me." 1149 Vicky stared at them astonished, while her two daughters hurriedly stood up and threw off their dresses, revealing they too had followed their dress code of no underwear, as they stood there wearing only their thigh highs. She hadn't seen their large and firm young breasts in several years, and she noticed their pubes were shaved clean. 1150 They then hurried over to her, dragged her out of her chair to strip her own dress from her before sitting her back down, astonished at her own sudden nudity. 1151 "Your Mom can really suck dick," the black guy told Vicky's large tits, clearly enjoying the view and his blow job. 1152 "Oh, I'm good at that too," Vicky said, without even realizing she was saying it. 1153 "We can all suck mean dicks," Gabby said, unconsciously rubbing her recently bared breasts. "I believe it's an inherited trait." 1154 "Gabby," Vicky said, seeming to be repeating the names of her naughty children and her naughty mother over and over. 1155 "Oh yeah, suck it," the black guy groaned, sounding like he was getting close. 1156 "God, you suck dick like a trooper, Mom," Rachel said, shocked at witnessing her mother's aggressive cock sucking ability. 1157 "Get ready, Mom," Gabby called out a warning. 1158 "For what?" Vicky asked, as she watched her mother bob furiously, nearing the finish of her epic blow job. 1159 "For this," the black guy said, as he pulled out, aimed his cock at Vicky's face and erupted his load all over her face and breasts. 1160 "Oh God!" Vicky gasped, as the hot cum splattered onto her face and immediately began dripping down, warming her entire body. 1161 "So hot," Daphne said, finding the sight of her Mom getting an extended facial even hotter than the last party Danielle had organised. 1162 "Yes, take it all," The black guy groaned, as rope after rope shot out and rained down on its pretty target. 1163 "Do you like your present from Grandma and me?" Gabby asked, as she knelt on the other side of her mother and went for the cowboy's impressive rawhide. She then added, "And that's why you had to strip... we didn't want you to ruin your pretty dress." 1164 "This was your plan?" Vicky asked, as she basked in the sensation of warm cum all over her front. 1165 "It was Daphne's idea," Gabby said, stroking the eight-inch-long and thick bronco dick. "But Grandma and I were the ones who made it a reality," she added, before she took the cock in her mouth. 1166 "I can't believe you girls," Vicky said, as she wiped cum from her eyes, having closed them just in time to avoid cum sting. 1167 "We know you love facials," Daphne said. 1168 "How could you possibly know that?" Vicky queried, as she opened her eyes. 1169 "It sure wasn't me," Danielle said, in a tone giving away it definitely had been her. 1170 "You're terrible," Vicky said, as she shook her head and turned to see her younger daughter bobbing on a cock. "Gabby, what on earth are you doing?" 1171 Gabby took the cock out of her mouth. "What?" she asked. "I'm just extracting this second load for you." 1172 "What? Why?" Vicky said, hearing the words spilling out of her naked daughter's mouth, yet still hard pressed to comprehend them. 1173 "This is your bukkake party, Mommy," Gabby revealed, "and by the time it's over you'll be a completely delicious sodden mess," before taking the big, fat, mouth-stretching cock back into her mouth. 1174 "Girls, this just isn't right," Vicky objected, even though she didn't budge from her chair or even try to cover herself as she gazed around at the three remaining loaded and unattended cocks. 1175 "You're correct, it isn't right," a tattooed stud said, "because although you're naked, your mouth is still empty," as he stepped over to Vicky and slid his cock into her open mouth. 1176 "Suck it, Mom," Daphne encouraged. 1177 "Take it all, sis," Rachel added, getting hungry for some cock herself. 1178 Vicky couldn't believe she had cum all over her face and body, and suddenly a cock in her mouth. It had happened so quickly, so unexpectedly, that she'd had no opportunity to control what had happened. She knew she should push this guy away, but her lust and her natural desire to please seized control of her, as the hard cock in her mouth made her totally unable to speak... but totally able to suck. 1179 So knowing her mother and daughter had planned all this for her, and her Mom had already sucked a cock to completion so it could come on her face, while her younger daughter was well on her way to doing the same, Vicky began bobbing. 1180 "Yeah, Mom, suck that cock!" Daphne cheered, excited to see her mother getting into the act. 1181 Finding sucking from a chair a little awkward and unnatural, she carefully worked her way off the chair and onto her knees, without allowing 'her' big cock to slip out of her mouth. 1182 "Now that's the cock sucking slut I remember so fondly," Danielle said, as she stood up, casually stripped as if she did it in front of people all the time (which she did), to approach Rico and ask him, "Mind if I dine on this big fat cock?" 1183 "Go ahead, babe," he agreed, and Danielle too dropped to her knees to chow down on some man meat. 1184 "Well, we can't have you the only one not being serviced," Daphne said, as she moved to the muscle man with the smallest of the five cocks... at only seven inches. 1185 "No, we can't have that," he agreed. 1186 "Shit, I need a dick too," Rachel said, feeling left out of the action. 1187 "I'm ready for you, I reload quickly," the black guy offered. 1188 "Well, let's get those balls boiling again," Rachel said, following the crowd by removing her dress before dropping before him and taking his cock in her mouth. 1189 "Oh God, I'm getting really close," the guy in Gabby's mouth warned. 1190 Gabby loved sucking dick, loved hearing guys moan, and loved swallowing cum; but this one special time she'd allow her mother to receive her hard-earned treat. She backed away and pointed the dick at her mother's face. 1191 "Here's another load for you, Mommy," Gabby said, thinking that calling her Mommy sounded a little, or perhaps a lot, nastier than just Mom. 1192 The guy in Vicky's mouth pulled out and she found herself looking directly at a hard, throbbing, saliva-wet new big cock. "What the..." she began, as cum rocketed into her open mouth and all over her face. 1193 "Bukkake!" Gabby cheered, as she watched her naked mother getting sprayed with a second big load. 1194 "And here's another," a guy said, as he pulled out of Daphne's mouth and exploded the biggest load yet all over the bride-to-be. 1195 "Holy shit," Gabby gasped. "What a load." 1196 "Mom looks so hot all coated in cum," Daphne said, as Rico pulled out of Danielle's mouth, stroking his cock vigorously. 1197 "Keep your eyes closed, my slut daughter," Barbara said, "another load is incoming." 1198 Vicky's eyelids were coated with cum, so she just followed her mother's advice and allowed a fourth load to coat her already dripping face and run down... loving this bukkake... loving this return to her past slutty ways... now even loving the humiliation of her naked daughters seeing her in such a cum-drenched state. She opened her mouth wide, in the hope of catching as much cum as she could. God, she could down a cum milkshake... something she'd done once at a frat house... chugging down over a dozen loads from a cup. 1199 Gabby took the cowboy dick that had been in her Mom's mouth and bobbed hungrily on it, wanting to extract the fifth load for her, just as Rico exploded his load. 1200 "So hot," Daphne said, as she admired her cum-coated Mom and her cock-sucking sister. 1201 "Oh yes slut, suck my cock," the buckaroo groaned, enjoying the pretty girl's mouth working away on him. 1202 "Yes, get Mom her last load," Daphne agreed. 1203 "Shit, I want some more dick," Barbara declared, as she watched her granddaughter expertly sucking cock. 1204 "Black stud, do you fuck at parties like this one?" Barbara asked bluntly, which would have made Vicky's eyes go wide, except they were glued shut at the moment. 1205 "Oh, yeah bitch, get that dress off and bend over," the black guy replied. 1206 "Way cool; then please slam that big black cock into me," Barbara eagerly begged, as she eagerly stripped down and braced her hands on the chair her daughter had vacated. 1207 Vicky gasped as she swallowed some of the cum that had landed inside her open mouth. By the sounds, her mother was now fucking a black man... the lucky bitch. She felt cum slowly oozing down her face as she waited for one final load to splash down. 1208 "Take that big dick, Grandma," Daphne encouraged her, this party getting wilder than even she could have imagined. 1209 "Oh my," a new feminine voice gasped, as she walked into the wild scene. 1210 The last guy pulled out of Gabby, directed his cock at Vicky, and presented her with her fifth load in a few minutes. 1211 "Yes, fuck me, fuck me hard," Barbara moaned, as the big dick slid in and out of her. 1212 "Oh yes," Vicky moaned, as her pussy was on fire from the hot bukkake. 1213 Gabby stood up and kissed the new arrival, Sarah. She then whispered, "Want to eat my Mom?" 1214 "Fuck yeah," Sarah said, gazing hungrily at the cum-drenched MILF. 1215 "Just push her onto her back and dive right in," Gabby advised. "She's too far gone to even think of stopping you." 1216 "You sure?" Sarah asked, as the guy finished spewing his load on Vicky's completely cum-coated face. 1217 "Absolutely. Go for it," Gabby said. 1218 "I am hungry, "Sarah admitted, as she too tossed her clothing aside, then went to the dazed MILF and pushed her to the floor. 1219 "No fucking, I'm not allowed to fuck anyone," Vicky protested, not wanting to cheat on her husband-to-be any more than she already had. 1220 "Oh, this won't be fucking or cheating," Sarah assured her, as she spread her legs and dove into the very wet pussy. 1221 "Oh my God!" Vicky moaned, as she felt a tongue on her pussy and realised Sarah was now here. 1222 "Oh yes, fuck me, fuck me, yes, fuck," Barbara moaned, her orgasm rising as the other men watched the interracial fuck scene. 1223 "Mind if I have a snack?" Danielle asked Gabby as she pushed her to the floor beside Vicky and spread her legs. 1224 "You betcha! I've imagined this happening many times," Gabby said, before adding, "although I think a 69 would be a lot tastier experience for me." 1225 "Mmmmm," Danielle hummed agreeably, as she spun herself around to offer her pussy to the eighteen-year-old. 1226 "Oh God, don't stop," Vicky moaned, the tongue on her pussy burning with intensity as her orgasm rose at an expedited pace. 1227 "Fuuuuuuuck, yes," Barbara screamed, alerting everyone probably for miles around, that she was coming. 1228 "Shit," the black guy grunted, as he deposited his load deep inside the older woman's pussy. 1229 "Wow, everything is so hot," Daphne exulted, as she watched the black guy keep pumping his load into her Grandma's pussy, watched her mother get eaten out by Sarah, and envied her sister in a 69 with Danielle. 1230 "Oh fuck, I'm going to come," Vicky declared, just a moment before the most intense orgasm she could remember struck her like a thunderbolt. 1231 Sarah eagerly lapped up the MILF's cum, knowing even this wife-to-be would be begging to have her between her legs again... they always did. 1232 "Oh fuck, why don't you give Mom your creampie, Grandma?" Daphne suggested wickedly. 1233 "Ohhhhhh, you nasty bitch," Grandma smiled, as the black stud pulled out of her. "That's a great idea!" 1234 Vicky was still trembling from the intensity of her orgasm as her mother straddled her face and even more cum dripped onto her forehead. "Mom, what are you doing?" 1235 "Giving you my creampie," Barbara said, as she lowered her freshly fucked pussy and its sticky contents onto her daughter's face. 1236 "Mom, no," Vicky protested, as more cum dripped onto her face. 1237 "Eat my creampie, my little slut," Barbara said, still quite flexible for her age as she sat on her daughter's face, grabbed the back of her head, and pulled it deep into her wetness. 1238 "Eat Grandma's cunt, Mom," Daphne urged her. 1239 "No way, I've got to see this," Gabby said between lustful licks of her mother's longstanding best friend. 1240 "So do I," Danielle agreed as she extracted her pussy from Gabby's face, and all the girls as well as all the strippers turned to watch the incestuous act. 1241 Vicky was stunned as the strong pussy smell and her mother's cum-leaking pussy dripped down on her face. She couldn't believe her mother was forcefully making her commit incest, yet because of the sweet scent, the cum leaking onto her added to her own buzz, her sexual rush, her curiosity and the audible encouragement from both of her daughters, she gave in and began licking her mother's pussy. 1242 "Oh yes baby girl, that's it, eat Mommy's pussy," Barbara moaned. 1243 Chapter 4.3 "No way," Gabby repeated, as she watched something she'd never imagined seeing. 1245 Three of the strippers were getting dressed as Daphne offered, "Does anyone want to come and fuck me?" 1246 "Sure," the cowboy said, walking over to her, his dick semi-hard. 1247 "And who wants to fuck an eighteen-year-old?" Gabby asked, since watching her mother eating her own mother had her pussy on fire. 1248 Rico shrugged, "Think you can handle this?" 1249 "Yes, or I'll die trying," Gabby said, her gaze still riveted on the sight of her Grandma holding her mother's face deep in her pussy. She was so planning on also using her mother's face later on. 1250 "What a great way to die," Rachel joked, as Danielle went to grab a strap-on that was still in the bag of unopened presents, something she'd bought for Vicky as a gag gift, but now it would be repurposed to perhaps gag her or to fuck her, as the other three strippers headed out, leaving only Rico and the cowboy behind. 1251 Vicky couldn't believe she was licking her mother's pussy and more, that she was completely intoxicated by it. The pussy juice... the male cum... this divine cocktail was heaven sent. 1252 Barbara moaned, "Such a good girl, eating her Mommy's cunt." 1253 Vicky had never imagined eating her mother's cunt, or even hearing her mother use the word 'cunt'. 1254 Daphne and Gabby were both bent over the couch, as their respective studs slid inside their respective cunts. 1255 "Oh yes, fuck me," Daphne moaned. 1256 "Pound me, Rico," Gabby also moaned. 1257 "Need some dick?" Danielle asked Rachel, who was watching her nieces getting fucked. 1258 "Oh my," Rachel said, looking at the impressive cock Danielle was wearing around her waist. 1259 "Sit down on the couch and spread those legs," Danielle ordered. 1260 "I don't know," Rachel said, horny as fuck, but she had never been with a woman. 1261 "I'm not asking, just do it," Danielle ordered, taking her best friend's kid sister's hand and leading her to the couch and then pushing her onto it. 1262 "Auntie is about to get fucked too," Daphne pointed out to Gabby, as she was slowly fucked. 1263 "Danielle, you look pretty hot wearing a strap-on," Gabby sang out. 1264 Barbara had to pee and got off her daughter's face and said, "I need to pee. And since you didn't ask for a golden shower, I won't subject you to one. Aren't I a wonderful mother?" 1265 She rushed off as Vicky slowly staggered to her feet to look around. "Enjoying your bachelorette party, Mommy?" Gabby asked from beneath Rico. 1266 "I can see that you are," Vicky said, seeing both of her daughters getting fucked, and her sister about to be. 1267 "Oh, God," Rachel moaned as Danielle slid her plastic cock in her pussy. 1268 "Did you enjoy eating Grandma's cunt?" Daphne asked, as her cowboy began fucking her harder. 1269 "Don't use the word cunt to your mother," Vicky smiled, thinking there were definitely no more secrets between her immediate family members. 1270 "Sorry, you incestuous Mommy-slut," Daphne moaned, as the cowboy bucked his hips into her saddle. "Did you enjoy eating Grandma's cum-filled pussy?" 1271 "Yes, it was quite yummy, since you ask," Vicky admitted, oddly not feeling any shame at the wicked act she'd just committed. 1272 "Ohhhh, I have an idea!" Gabby said. "Lay back down, Mommy." 1273 "Mommy?" Vicky asked. 1274 "Pet Mommy then," Gabby corrected, as temporarily leaving Rico behind, she went to her Mom and pushed her back down to the floor. 1275 "What are you doing?" Vicky asked unnecessarily, since her daughter was already straddling her face. 1276 "Come fuck my asshole, Rico, while my mother eats my cunt," Gabby ordered, as she lowered her pussy onto her Mom's face. 1277 "Gabby, this is ince...." Vicky began, but her protest was muffled by her daughter's wet pussy. 1278 "You've already crossed that bridge, so you're my Mommy-pet now, Mommy," Gabby said. "So do as you're told and eat your daughter's pussy." 1279 "She's eating her other daughter's next," Daphne said, feeling so turned on by the dominant way Gabby had just taken their mother. 1280 "You'll be eating my pussy too, big sister," Gabby said, "and vise versa," as Rico fetched some lube from the kit he'd brought along... 'always be prepared for anything' was his motto. Women at bachelorette parties were often wilder than most men at bachelor parties. 1281 "Oh yes, fuck me," Rachel moaned, as Danielle fucked her hard. 1282 Vicky mindlessly began licking her younger daughter... knowing it was wrong, and yet it felt so right. 1283 "Mommy's licking my pussy, Mommy's licking my cunt," Gabby babbled to all. 1284 Rico lathered his cock generously with the lube before Daphne requested, "Toss that over here, will you?" 1285 Rico did before moving behind the eighteen-year-old... this party breaking new ground. He'd fucked many women at these parties, occasionally in the ass, but other than a couple of sisters kissing, he'd never witnessed an incestuous act... never mind multiple ones. No way was he leaving this shindig any earlier than he absolutely had to. 1286 Daphne handed the cowboy the lube and ordered, "Lube up that lasso, cowboy," even though she knew a lasso wasn't the right shape for a cock... it did sound hot. 1287 "Sure thing, ma'am," he said, tugging the brim of his Stetson hat in traditional cowboy respect. 1288 "Ohhhhhhh, yes," Gabby moaned, as Rico's cock began to slowly slide into her ass. 1289 Vicky could see the mammoth cock disappear slowly into her daughter's ass as she lapped her pussy. It was so surreal and wild, making her own ass tingle with need. 1290 "Such a tight ass," Rico said. 1291 "Yours is the biggest cock I've ever had in my asshole," Gabby said, a mixture of pleasure and pain coursing through her, the pain numbed by the eager licking of her mother's tongue on her pussy. 1292 "Slide that dick in my ass too," Daphne demanded, wanting to get a good ass pounding. 1293 "Oh yes, don't stop," Rachel moaned, her orgasm rising quickly as she was fucked by a woman for the first time. 1294 "You like being fucked by a woman?" Danielle asked, as she slammed into the pretty sister of her best friend. 1295 "God yes," Rachel said, stunned at how Danielle was fucking her hard and rough, just how she liked it. 1296 "You'll be my sexy slut from now on," Danielle said, as she fucked her hard and deep. 1297 "Oh yes," Rachel agreed, this fucking so much more intense and pleasurable than when her husband fucked her. Watching Danielle's firm tits bounce around was also pretty hot. Her husband certainly didn't have a pair of those. 1298 "Oh, God, yes," Daphne moaned, as her cowboy slid into her ass. 1299 "Now ream my asshole while my Pet Mommy eats my cunt," Gabby ordered, as Rico was buried balls deep in her ass. 1300 "Yes, ass fuck my slut daughter," Vicky added, involving herself in the dirty talk for the first time, as she wanted to see her daughter get her pretty back door pillaged. 1301 "Oh Mommy, do you really want to see your baby daughter getting her asshole drilled?" Gabby asked, as Rico began slowly ass fucking her. 1302 "Yes Gabby, I want to see my two hot daughters acting just as slutty as I did when I was your age," Vicky said, reminiscing about her wild youth. 1303 "Yes, your mother was a huge fucking slut when she was younger," Danielle added, as she herself fucked a mother. 1304 "So were you," Vicky said between licks. 1305 "So it's like mother, like daughter," Gabby moaned, as she was ass fucked. 1306 "It's more like mother, like both slutty daughters," Daphne corrected as her asshole began getting fucked. 1307 "Eat my pussy, Barbara," Sarah demanded, highly turned on by everything she was witnessing as she pushed down on the shoulders of the Grandma returning to the room, whose eyes went wide at all the sexual activity filling the living room. 1308 "What? I...." Barbara responded weakly, as she noticed her two granddaughters getting ass fucked as she allowed herself to be guided to her knees. 1309 Sarah then guided the Grandma's face to her young, ripe pussy. 1310 "Eat her pussy, Grandma," Daphne called out. 1311 Barbara stared at the glistening wet hairless pussy as she felt Sarah's hand on the back of her head guiding her into the lesbian act. 1312 "Yes, Grandma, eat my best friend with benefits' cunt," Gabby moaned, as she watched the lesbian act, then turned around to see her sister getting fucked, and then closed her eyes to enjoy the double pleasure of a cock in her ass and a tongue on her cunt. 1313 "Fuck, yes!" Rachel screamed, as her orgasm hit her like a ton of bricks 1314 "Yes, come all over my cock," Danielle said, as she kept slamming into the coming woman. 1315 "Your pussy tastes so good, Gabby," Vicky said, as she licked hungrily. 1316 "So I've been told," Gabby moaned, "and you've got a wicked tongue," the double pleasure building an intense orgasm inside her quickly. 1317 "That's it Grandma, eat my eighteen-year-old pussy," Sarah moaned, loving the large age difference between them. 1318 "Grandma's a cunt licker too, Mommy," Gabby moaned, as her orgasm was imminent. 1319 "We're all dirty cunt-licking sluts," Vicky said, having decided there was no way she wasn't going to taste this amazingly inexplicable nectar again. She was most definitely no longer straight. 1320 Danielle pulled out of Rachel as she continued trembling, and crawled over to her best friend. She parted Vicky's legs and said, "Time to give you my present." 1321 Vicky's moaned reply was muffled by her daughter's cunt. "Oh? And what will that be?" 1322 "The proper dicking you desire," Danielle said, and she immediately slid into her best friend. 1323 "Oh fuck," Vicky moaned, her very needy cunt suddenly filled. 1324 "Keep licking, Mommy-slut," Gabby ordered. "I'm so close!" 1325 "Oh fuck, harder cowboy," Daphne moaned, all the hot action surrounding her added to the dick in her ass really driving her wild. 1326 "Fuck, yes," Gabby screamed, as her orgasm finally ripped through her. 1327 "Yes, come all over my face, baby girl," Vicky rejoiced, as she was flooded by her first ever female cum facial, and... even as she too was being fucked. 1328 Rico was close too, as the tight teen asshole had really worked over his cock. "I'm about to come," he warned, always the gentleman. 1329 "Come on Mommy's face again," Gabby ordered, as she got off of her mother and stood up, looking down at her dazed sexually stimulated mother looking blearily up. 1330 "Yes please, come all over my face," Vicky said, closing her eyes. 1331 "Fuck, yeah," Rico groaned, as he shot his second load (her umpteenth, she'd lost track) all over the bachelorette's face. 1332 "Yessss," Vicky moaned, loving the cum splattering all over her face yet again, as she wondered what she looked like by now. 1333 "That's it, get that tongue in my cunt, Grandma," Sarah ordered, as she ground up and down on the pretty older woman's face. 1334 Barbara was licking wildly, shocked at how amazing this pussy tasted, unable to get enough. 1335 "Harder, cowboy, harder," Daphne demanded, her orgasm close. 1336 "Yes, Danielle, fuck me," Vicky cried, looking up at her best friend as cum oozed down her face. 1337 "This reminds me of the old times," Danielle said, as she fucked her best friend. 1338 "You never fucked me back then," Vicky pointed out. 1339 "Then we'd better make up for lost time," Danielle said, as she leaned down and kissed her best friend, tasting a little cum with it, as she slowly fucked her. 1340 "Mmmmmmmmm, yes, fuck," Daphne screamed, as her orgasm struck her. 1341 "Suck on my clit, Grandma, eat my teen twat good," Sarah cried out, loving dirty talk in the heat of the moment... her orgasm also rising. 1342 Barbara loved hearing the teen's moans because of she was doing to her, her dirty talk music to her ears, and her tantalizing taste dancing on her taste buds, as she did exactly what she was told to do... her submissive nature rising to the fore. 1343 Vicky and Danielle continued kissing intimately as they listened to Daphne's orgasm ripping through her. 1344 "I'm close," Cowboy warned, never lasting too long in a tight asshole. 1345 "Come inside my ass, stud," Daphne said, having a wicked idea. 1346 "Sure thing," he said, continuing to pump his cock in and out of the tight ass until he couldn't hold back any longer. "Fuck!" he grunted, as he spewed his load in the tight asshole. 1347 "Yes," Daphne moaned, always loving how cum felt shooting into any of her holes. 1348 "Oh yes, I'm coming for you, Granny," Sarah moaned, as she held the older woman's face deep in her pussy as she painted the pretty older woman's face. 1349 Barbara hungrily lapped up the excess cum pouring out of the teen cunt like it was homemade wine. 1350 When Cowboy was done, Daphne clenched her ass tightly closed, and waddled over to her mother, gently pushed Danielle's head to the side, and then relaxed her sphincter as she lowered her gaping, leaking asshole onto her mother's face. 1351 "Eat my asshole, Mommy, " Daphne ordered, as she knelt down on all fours. 1352 "Mmmmmmm, such a nicely gaped asshole," Vicky said, as she leaned up and sucked some white cum out of the asshole, as now sitting up, her best friend resumed fucking her. 1353 "Eat your mother's pussy while I fuck her," Danielle ordered. 1354 "Oh, good idea," Daphne agreed, as she lowered herself down, bent her head sideways, and flicked the swollen clit as Danielle's strap-on cock slid in and out of her moaning mother. 1355 "Thanks, guys," Gabby said, as the two remaining men got dressed. 1356 "Anytime, it was a blast," Rico answered with a broad smile. 1357 "Punny," Gabby laughed, as she watched her Mom and sister in a perverse 69 aided and abetted by Danielle, and her Grandma eating her best friend Sarah's pussy... her own pussy still on fire. 1358 "Bring Grandma over here when you're done with her," Gabby requested. 1359 "You want your Grandma to eat your pussy, don't you?" Sarah smiled, as she let go of the older woman's head. 1360 "Why not?" Gabby asked. 1361 "Why not, indeed," Sarah nodded, looking down at the glossy-faced Grandma. "Hungry for some more family snatch?" 1362 "Certainly," Barbara replied eagerly, as she rolled over, crawled the few feet to her eighteen-year-old granddaughter and asked, "May I eat your cunt, granddaughter?" loving the idea she was committing even more incest. 1363 "You definitely may, Grandma," Gabby welcomed, parting her legs wide and watching her mother's mother between them. 1364 Vicky chowed down as much Cowboy cum as she could from her daughter's ass as she swirled her tongue inside the gaping hole to suck the cum out, as her orgasm rose in response to the hard fucking and the clit licking. 1365 "Let's have some real fun now," Sarah said as if they'd been playing cards or something mundane all evening, as she went up to Gabby's room to grab the strap-on she'd left there for some of their fun sleepovers. 1366 "This hasn't been real fun?" Gabby asked, as her Grandma licked her. 1367 "You taste so good, granddaughter," Barbara enthused between licks, experiencing a newfound love and lust for pussy. 1368 "Now that I know you want to, you may dine on it anytime you like," Gabby offered. 1369 "Oh fuck, do me harder," Vicky moaned, desperate to come. 1370 Sarah returned wearing her strap-on and went behind Danielle, who was fucking Vicky hard. "How about a sex sandwich?" 1371 "What's that?" Danielle asked. 1372 "Get on all fours, Ms. White," Sarah said, addressing Gabby's Mom the courteous way she always did. 1373 Daphne got off her Mom and sat down beside her sister. "This has gotten crazy." 1374 "Tell me about it," Gabby said, her hand gently pressing the back of her Grandma's head. 1375 Danielle pulled out of her, and Vicky got on all fours, desperate to have that cock back inside her pussy. 1376 "Now slide back into her," Sarah instructed, taking control like she always did in lesbian encounters. 1377 "Okay," and Danielle did. 1378 "Now stay deep inside her, while I go deep into you," Sarah instructed, positioning herself behind Danielle. 1379 "Oh, yummy," Danielle said, as she realized she was indeed the filling in a sex sandwich. 1380 "Danielle, please fuck me," Vicky begged, so desperate to come. 1381 "Grandma, please don't ignore me," Daphne said, as she lay back and spread her legs wide open, wanting to see her grandmother between them. 1382 "I'd never do that," Barbara said, kissing Gabby's pussy lips farewell for now, before advancing upon her other granddaughter. 1383 "You can eat mine too, whenever you wish, "Daphne offered, as the sex sandwich train began its slow procession. 1384 "In that case, I may be dining here a lot," Barbara smiled, as she licked her third pussy in just a few minutes, all of which were descended from her. 1385 "Oh fuck," Danielle moaned, as she and Sarah began moving in smooth unison. 1386 "Oh, God, don't stop," Vicky moaned, never having wanted to come more in her life. 1387 So for a few minutes there were two separate threesomes: 1388 -Barbara went back and forth licking, probing and sucking away on her two granddaughters' pussies, while they kissed each other and watched their Mom get fucked in a position they both knew they would have to try one day soon. 1389 -Vicky on all fours got fucked, while Danielle also got fucked while she was also fucking Vicky, and Sarah served as the caboose by fucking Danielle's caboose. 1390 Gabby, her pussy burning again, but getting frustrated from all the starts and stops of sharing her Grandma's tongue, grabbed her older sister, pulled her to the floor next to her loudly moaning mother and placed her legs between her sister's in a scissors position. "I've always wanted to try this," Gabby said, as she was now pussy to pussy with her sister. 1391 "What is this? Is it even a thing?" Daphne asked. 1392 "It is, and it's called scissoring," Gabby explained, "or also tribbing," as she held onto her sister's nylon-clad leg for support and began grinding on her. 1393 "Oooooooh," Daphne moaned, as her pussy was rubbed. She followed suit, and the two sisters ground together, holding onto each other's legs. 1394 "Yes, fuck!" Vicky screamed, collapsing forward, her head landing right beside Gabby, as her orgasm finally ripped through her, causing her entire body to quake with euphoria. 1395 Danielle moved from being on her knees to being on all fours, and begged, "Fuck me, Sarah, fuck me good." 1396 "As you wish," Sarah said, and began to really pound the older woman, being very good at wielding a cock... having fucked a couple dozen grown women already, over half of them MILFs... she loved the seduction. She'd just seduced a new one couple days ago, fucking her English teacher Mrs. Walker in her classroom, bending her over her desk and fucking both of her lower holes. 1397 "Oh yessss," Danielle moaned as her pussy was pounded good. 1398 "Oh fuck, this is so good," Gabby moaned as she ground on her sister, and also felt her sister sucking on her toes... something she'd never experienced before. It felt really nice, so she did the same to her sister. 1399 Barbara, hungry again, crawled over to her cum-coated daughter who would really need a long, hot bath following all this, flipped her onto her back, and lapped up her leaking pussy, having not yet found the chance to taste her nieces' cunt cum, but once again they were otherwise engaged. 1400 "Oh Mommy, what a wonderful evening this is, and you're the absolute best!" Vicky moaned from her state of complete sexual satisfaction. 1401 "And you've got such a yummy box," Barbara returned, as she licked and licked. 1402 "Oh yes, fuck me, fuck me hard, Sarah," Danielle demanded, her orgasm building, as she began to bounce back to meet the deep, hard thrusts of the teenager. 1403 "Come on my cock, my MILF slut," Sarah ordered, knowing when to push a submissive, and knowing when to call her names. 1404 "Oh yes, fuck your slut, fuck her good," Danielle moaned, furiously bouncing back to take the cock inside her as deep as humanly possible. 1405 "Faster, Daphne," Gabby ordered, wanting to come again. 1406 "You too," Daphne said, as the scissoring sisters began to really grind on each other. 1407 Chapter 4.4 "I expect this cunt to be available to eat whenever I want it," Barbara said, as she lavishly lapped up the last of her daughter's pussy cum. 1409 "Not a problem; but I expect the same courtesy to be given to me," Vicky agreed, as she lay on the carpet completely spent. 1410 "Agreed," Barbara said. 1411 "Oh fuuuuuuuuuuuuck," Danielle screamed, as her orgasm collided into her, and she collapsed forward just like Vicky had a couple minutes ago. 1412 Danielle moved the couple of feet over to the bent over Grandma, and slid her cock into her pussy. 1413 "No, do my ass, fuck my ass," Barbara begged, wanting to be sodomized by the hot teen. 1414 "Where's the lube?" Sarah asked. 1415 "On the couch," Daphne moaned as she was working up a sweat grinding on her sister, having tossed it there after the cowboy stripper had lubed himself up for her own ass. 1416 Sarah walked over, grabbed the lube, generously coated her cock, and went behind the nice old lady's ass. 1417 "Just slam it in my shit hole,' Barbara said, sounding as nasty as she could. 1418 Vicky joked, "Mom, language." 1419 "Sorry, I should have told you to fuck my shit hole with your big cock while I eat my lesbian slut daughter's incestuous cunt," Barbara amended, as Sarah slid into her backdoor. 1420 "Oh fuck!" Daphne screamed, another orgasm flooding her, triggered by the grinding and her grandmother's nasty words. 1421 "Oooooooooooh," Gabby came just seconds later, feeing the cunt cum gush out of her sister's pussy, into and onto hers, getting her off too. 1422 Rachel, who had been silent and almost motionless for a very long time said, while filming the entire wild act on her phone, "This is the wildest night ever." 1423 "How long have you been filming us?" Gabby asked, looking up to see. 1424 "Since right after I got fucked," Rachel replied. 1425 "That's a nice plus, but I'm sure our security cameras have the entire encounter on tape," Vicky said, not at all fazed at being recorded, since everyone here had committed rather willingly a plethora of taboo, kinky, and even illegal acts, and thus weren't about to share anything about it outside of the immediate group. 1426 "Get your cunt over here Rachel, you're the only family member I haven't tasted yet," Barbara ordered as she was slowly ass fucked. 1427 "Well, we can't have that sad state remaining true," Rachel said, as Vicky slithered out from under her mother and Rachel replaced her. 1428 "Mmmmmm, you're pretty wet," Barbara observed, as she dove into her younger daughter's cunt. 1429 Gabby, Daphne and Vicky sat on the couch together, all of them completely naked, Vicky in the middle, and they touched each other's breasts as they watched Barbara getting ass fucked while eating Rachel... Danielle sitting in a chair, watching as well. 1430 "So, did you like your presents?" Gabby asked. 1431 "They were okay," Vicky smiled. 1432 "Just okay?" Daphne smiled, as she bent down to suck on her Mom's tit. 1433 "Really? Just okay?" Gabby asked too, as she sucked on her Mom's other tit. 1434 "Pound my shit hole," Barbara demanded, as she devoured her daughter Rachel's cunt. 1435 "Well, maybe a little more than okay," Vicky moaned, as she got both her tits sucked while watching her mother get her ass wrecked. 1436 The two daughters began going between their mother's legs together, taking turns to lick the cunt they'd once been born from. 1437 Rachel came on her mother's face. 1438 Barbara came from getting her ass reamed. 1439 Then for the grand finale, Daphne and Gabby seized their chance to wear the strap-ons as they double penetrated their mother. 1440 "Oh yes that's good, girls," Vicky moaned, as both cocks worked in unison in her two holes. 1441 "You'll be our Mommy-pet going forward?" Gabby asked, as her cock slid in and out of her Mom's asshole. 1442 "Yes girls, from now on, I'll be your submissive Mommy cunt-licking, cock-taking pet," Vicky agreed, not wanting this wild night of debauchery ever to end. 1443 "I'm your slut too," Grandma added, as her other daughter licked her pussy and ate her asshole. 1444 "And you're all my sluts," Sarah declared, "every single one of you," as Danielle licked her pussy. 1445 "Just promise me one thing," Vicky said, yet another orgasm building inside her. 1446 "Probably. What is it?" Gabby asked. 1447 "That this won't be a one-night thing," Vicky moaned. 1448 "Ohhhhh," Gabby said, as she picked up the pace in her mother's ass, "our pet slut-Mommy, this is only the beginning. But you have to promise us that if there's ever any eloping to be done, like perhaps to a swingers resort, it will be with us, not with Carter." 1449 "Oh dear, Carter!" Vicky gasped. "I'd totally forgotten about him! He's such a sweet man, even though he's totally unsexy. I'll have to come up with a way to break our separation to him gently." 1450 THE END 1451 END