by Norma Egan
"But," Ron went on, "it would be foolish to rush into marriage before we're financially ready. We'd regret it, later. So I'm afraid we'll just have to go with our original plan, and wait till I have the money saved. We'll just have to hold in our feelings for another six months."
Jenny's face fell. She'd been sure Ron was coming around to her way of thinking, but in fact he hadn't changed his stand a bit. To him that damned down payment on a house was more important than their desperate need for each other. How could the man completely ignore the need for a sex life? Jenny knew SHE couldn't ignore it.
"Ron, I disagree with you," she said sadly. "I think there are a lot of things more important than money. But if that's the way you feel, so be it. Just don't blame me for the consequences."
She turned and marched angrily off to her car. She was so mad at Ron that she didn't trust herself to speak to him a moment longer. What in God's name was the matter with the man, anyhow? Didn't he have any sex drive at all? Or did he just jack off and tell himself to be patient? Whatever it was, she was fed up. She wanted her needs taken care of NOW.
That night at the club Jenny was ripe to be picked up by one of the customers. The more experience she had with sex, the more often she seemed to get horny, and it was getting so she needed to be fucked every day. Her scruples about prostituting herself were fading. All she could think about was satisfying the burning need in her pussy.
So when Sid called her into his office after work, Jenny went eagerly. This time she wouldn't object if he wanted her to go home with a customer. She didn't even care if the guy was old. After all, Charles Lane had given her the most exciting lovemaking of her life, and he was old enough to be her father. Jenny was ripe for anything Sid had in mind.
She marched into the office with her coat open, showing her spectacular figure in the skimpy dance costume. But to her surprise, Sid was alone, seated at his desk smoking a cigarette. He leered at her as she closed the door, his eyes focusing on the firm thrust of her big breasts.
"You wanted to see me?" Jenny said. "What's this about?"
"Aw, I just thought we might go to my place for a nightcap," Sid said. "How about it?"
Jenny shrugged. Sid's cock was as good as anybody's and she urgently needed a man that night. She was a little disappointed, though, because she was developing a taste for variety, and she would have welcomed a new partner. But an old lover was certainly better than none at all.
"Sure, Sid, why not?" she said listlessly.
"Well, you don't exactly sound thrilled," Sid laughed, "but maybe I'll surprise you. Come on, let's go."
Jenny had never ridden in Sid's little black sports car before, and she'd never seen his apartment, which was in a new modern building and very nicely furnished. But no sooner were they seated with their drinks than the doorbell rang. Jenny waited impatiently while Sid went to answer it. She hoped the visitor wouldn't stay long. She really was dying to get laid.
"Hi there, old buddy," Sid said as he opened the door. "Glad you could make it. You're right on time."
Jenny scowled. How dare Sid invite her to his place, letting her think they were going to make love, and then have another guest? It was damned disappointing. Now she'd have to wait at least another day before she could find someone to take her to bed. She was plenty pissed off with Sid.
"Jenny, I'd like you to meet my old friend Herb Dale," Sid was saying.
Jenny forced a smile and turned to look at Sid's friend. Herb Dale was approaching forty and wasn't nearly as handsome as Sid. He was a big bearish guy with receding auburn hair and a thick reddish mustache. He gave Jenny a broad grin and shook her hand vigorously.
"Hi there, doll," he boomed, "glad ta meet ya. Sid's told me a lot about ya."
Oh great, Jenny thought. She'd probably have to sit there for hours and listen to Sid and Herb talk about old times. And in fact Sid was plunging right into the subject. "Herb and I used to be in the restaurant business together," he said. "Those were the days, huh, Herb?"
Jenny abruptly stood up. "I'm sorry, Sid," she said, "but I'm very tired. You two obviously have a lot to talk about, so I'll just run along."
She got about two steps before Sid grabbed her arm and pulled her up close to him. His face was inches from hers. "Honey," he said, "talking wasn't what we had in mind."
Herb laughed knowingly, and the sound of it made Jenny shiver. Something wasn't quite right here. "What do you mean, Sid?" she said nervously.
"I invited my buddy up here to get to know you, baby," he said. "I thought you might entertain us a little. Maybe do a dance or two."
Jenny reddened angrily. "Look, I dance all night at the club," she said, "so unless you're paying me overtime, I'm leaving."
"Sure, you'll get paid," Sid leered. "And, we'll want you to do more than just dance."
He tugged down the zipper at the back of her costume. Jenny, taken by surprise, was too late to prevent the flimsy garment from falling right down to her feet. Sid gave her arm a tug, and she stumbled out of the puddled costume, stark naked except for her shoes. Herb, standing nearby, gawked lustily at her luscious tall body.
"SID," Jenny squeaked, "what the hell, are you doing?"
"Just go along with it, baby," he said. "You'll be rewarded, don't worry. Now I'll put on some music and you show Herb some of the routines you do at the club."
"Without a costume?" Jenny wailed.
Sid looked impatient. "This is a very special performance," he told her. "It's for my best friend. So just shut up, and dance."
Jenny didn't like the situation one bit, but she knew she'd have to go through with it to keep her job. Sid put some music on the stereo, and she began to dance, her face flaming with embarrassment. She had to kick her legs high in the air, then turn and poke out her ass, just like at the club only now she wasn't wearing panties.
"Oh, Jesus," Herb moaned.
That big balding man sank into a chair. Sid pressed a drink into his hand, but Herb hardly touched it as he watched Jenny with glazed horny eyes. Every time she kicked high in the air, he had an enticing view of her luscious pink slit and its dainty fringe of brown curls. Every time she poked her cute little ass at him, he could see her pussy and asshole.
Jenny's long thick brown hair flew, and her huge tits wobbled violently as she danced. Herb noticed these things, but mainly he stared and stared at her naked pink pussy, his eyes bulging, his tongue creeping out to lick his lips. Sid stood beside Herb's chair, grinning and sipping his drink, obviously delighted that he could blow his old buddy's mind like this.
Jenny danced and smiled, but inwardly she was seething with anger at Sid. He wanted to entertain his old friend, and no doubt he expected Jenny to ball the guy, too. But he hadn't even had the courtesy to ask her if she'd do it. He'd tricked her into the whole thing. He obviously didn't give a shit about her feelings.
"That'll do, honey," Sid said at last. "Come on over here, and sit on Herb's lap. I know, he wants to get to know you a lot better."
Herb was still so dazed with lust that he couldn't talk. He just gawked at Jenny as the beautiful tall brunette walked toward him, her enormous melon shaped tits wobbling. Jenny fought back her repulsion and eased onto Herb's lap. He reddened and gave a big deep sigh. He gawked at her huge creamy-pale tits and large rosy nipples.
"She's all yours, buddy," Sid chuckled. "And, did I lie?"
"No," Herb finally managed to say. "No, you sure didn't lie, Sid. She's the most gorgeous thing I ever saw in my life. Oh, MAN."
"Well, go ahead, and touch her, then," Sid chuckled. "She won't bite."
Jenny not only wanted to bite, she wanted to kill. Herb didn't turn her on at all, and she hated sitting in his lap and having his hot panting breath fanning her naked boobs. But she knew perfectly well that Sid would fire her if she fucked up this performance, so she had no choice but to endure it.
Herb reached out and cupped her heavy firm jugs. His hands were sweaty and a lit
tle pudgy. As he started to play with her boobs, his moist hands tickling all over the satiny flesh, Jenny fought the urge to scream and jump off his lap. She cast a furious glance at Sid, who was standing right there watching, but he just grinned at her.
"Jesus," Herb sighed, "I never seen knockers this big before. And they're real."
Of course they're real, creep, Jenny thought. You're touching them, aren't you?
But outwardly she kept a smile on her face, as she'd been taught to do while dancing at the club. Herb sighed and molded her big creamy-pale tits, running his pudgy thumbs over the soft rosy nipples till they gradually went stiff and throbbing. He was very excited, flushed in the face and breathing heavily.
"Oh, man," he sighed, "is she really for me, Sid? I mean, I can do anything with her?"
"Nothing's too good for my old buddy," Sid said. "We don't see each other that often, so I wanted to make it special."
"Well, this sure as hell is special," Herb moaned.
Under her naked ass, Jenny felt the soft lump of Herb's fly. As he went on playing eagerly with her mammoth jugs, his cock began to get hard. She felt it lurch under the cloth of his pants, then turn into a big stiff throbbing bulge. No question about it, she was going to have to ball this klutz. She sighed and resigned herself to it. No matter what the indignities, she had to please Sid, had to keep that high paying job at the club.
Herb finally tired of playing with her tits and slid one moist hot hand down onto the soft brown curls of her bush. Again Jenny suppressed a shudder. Herb petted the springy little bush, then eased his pudgy hand into her crotch. She forced a smile as he fumbled around exploring her clit and cunt-mouth and pussy-lips.
"Honey," Sid said, "I think Herb is ready for a little more action. Why don't you give him some head?"
Jenny stared at him unbelievingly. But the look in Sid's eyes was all too familiar to her: Do it, those eyes said, or lose your job. Jenny forced back tears of anger and frustration. If she didn't need that money so desperately, she would have told Sid to go fuck himself. But all she could do was smile and slip to her knees in front of Herb.
Herb stared down at her glassy-eyed, as if not believing his good fortune. He watched as the gorgeous big-breasted brunette parted his legs and unzipped his fly. Jenny reached inside his pants and gingerly curled her fingers around his hard-on. Carefully she slipped the stiff cock out of his pants and into the light of the room.
Herb's prick was about six inches long and rather thick, capped with a fat purple head. It would have been an attractive cock if it hadn't been attached to Herb. It sprang stiffly from a wiry brown bush. His large nut sacs were round and swollen and rosy-red. As Jenny lifted his rigid dick out of his fly, he shivered with lusty excitement and gave a low hoarse moan.
"Oh, yeah, baby," he panted, "play with my cock."
That was about the last thing Jenny wanted to do, but she played the game, smiling as she held the stiff throbbing meat on her upturned palm and used her other hand to pet it. She tickled her fingers back and forth on the rock-hard stalk of his cock, teasing and massaging the milky-pale blue-veined flesh. Herb groaned.
It occurred to Jenny that if she gave him a complete head job, she wouldn't have to fuck him. That was the best news she'd heard all evening. Quickly she dipped her head and brought the fat hot head of his cock up to her lips. She opened her mouth and sucked the throbbing dick inside, taking almost all of it. His swollen rosy balls flapped against her chin as she began to suck him.
"Whooo-EEEEE," Herb yelped.
It was obviously a very big deal for him to have his cock sucked, and Jenny took advantage of it, wanting to bring him off fast and get out of there. She'd had more than enough of Sid's sick little schemes. Her lips felt stretched almost to bursting by Herb's thick rod, and the hard head of his cock kept butting her throat, almost making her gag. But she decided the discomfort was worth it if she could just make him come fast.
"Oh, Jesus," Herb moaned, "This chick can really suck cock."
Jenny was giving it everything she had. She sucked his prick hard and fast, her thick brown hair flying wildly. She made a loud lewd slurping noise as she sucked, and that got Herb even more excited. His hot tasty cock-juice began to dribble onto her tongue. He whinnied shrilly, and Jenny knew he was very close to shooting his load.
"Awwww, Christ," Herb wailed, "too, fuckin' much. Yeah, baby, suck that dick, SUCK IT."
Jenny glanced up at him and saw that his deeply flushed face was contorted in a grimace of lusty pleasure. His eyes rolled wildly, and his teeth flashed as he kept up a continuous hoarse moan. Beads of sweat appeared on his pudgy face as she sucked his prick harder and harder, and his cock-juice was practically spurting onto her tongue.
Then she happened to glance at Sid.
She hadn't looked at him since she'd started the blow job on Herb, and the change was amazing. No longer cool and controlled, Sid was hotly excited. He leaned over the chair to watch his buddy's cock zipping in and out of Jenny's widely stretched lips. His face was flushed, and his eyes gleaming with horny excitement.
He had his fly open, his dick out, and he was pumping his semi-rigid cock in perfect time to Jenny's loud sucking. Jenny was so shocked, she almost lost her rhythm. But Sid apparently felt no shame about frigging himself in public. He caught Jenny's wide-eyed stare and he just grinned and winked.
Oh, well, Jenny thought, whatever turns him on.
Sid wasn't her concern anyhow. All she wanted to do was bring Herb off in her mouth so she could leave. She sucked her cheeks in sharply, making a tight juicy nest for his prick, and added even more speed and pressure to her noisy blow job. Herb squealed with delight, and more scalding prick-cream dribbled onto her tongue. She was sure Herb would come in just a few seconds.
"Hey, hold it," Sid said.
They both gawked at him. He was still leaning over the chair, his face red with lusty excitement, his dick in his hand. It was hard now, bursting from the confinement of his fist, the head swollen and purple and leaking big thick droplets of juice.
Sid was breathing loudly, heavily.
"Take her over, on the couch, and ball her, buddy," he panted. "I'd get off on watching that."
Oh, hell, Jenny thought.
But Herb was willing. "Yeah, sure," he said, "I could dig that. Come on, baby, let's go over there."
Once again Jenny could gladly have killed Sid. Just as she was about to bring Herb off, Sid had to butt in and delay things. Now she'd have to fuck the guy, too. But it was either obey Sid or lose her job, so she reluctantly let Herb's steel-hard cock snap from her lips. It hugged his fly, gleaming with her saliva.
Jenny got up and walked over to the long wide couch. She lay down on her back, waiting. Herb moaned and wheezed to his feet, his unzipped pants falling to his ankles. He didn't bother to pull them up but waddled across the room to Jenny, his eyes glazed with lust as they focused on her lush naked body. Sid followed right along behind his friend, his stiff pale cock wagging lewdly.
"Yeah, give it to her, Herb," Sid panted. "I wanta watch."
"You got it, old buddy," Herb chuckled. "I never been more ready, in my life."
He wasn't kidding. His painfully swollen prick hugged his belly fiercely, drooling a steady stream of hot juice. He reached the couch and quickly arranged Jenny as he wanted her, drawing one of her long legs up over the back of the couch, pushing the other leg off the edge of the seat. Her gleaming pink pussy was obscenely, fully, exposed.
Jenny blushed but said nothing. She just wanted to get her ordeal over with. Panting loudly, Herb crawled between her widely-stretched legs. Kneeling, he inserted the wet purple head of his prick into her tiny shadowed cunt-mouth. He grunted and pushed, and Jenny felt her snug little box quickly stuffed with the thick hot cock-meat.
"Aw, Jesus, she's tight," Herb whined.
He didn't lie down on her. He fucked her kneeling, so Sid could watch the action. And Sid certainly watched.
His eyes were practically popping as he watched his friend's pale thick cock working briskly in and out between Jenny's pink fur-fringed cunt-lips. Sid stood as close as he could to the action, pumping his rigid drooling cock in his fist, panting just as loudly as Herb.
"Yeah, give to her, fuck her," Sid babbled.
Meanwhile Jenny was feeling her first arousal of the night. In spite of her anger at Sid, she was awfully horny, and Herb's thick pumping cock felt good in her cunt. She began to relax and enjoy it, her cunt-cream starting to flow around his jerking meat. What the hell, as long as she had to ball the guy, she might as well get something out of it.
Jenny sighed softly and arched her pussy up a little to get more delicious friction from Herb's stroking dick. Herb was moaning steadily as he fucked her, obviously enjoying the heat and tightness of her seldom-used cunt. Then suddenly, to their astonishment, Sid leaped up to sit on Jenny's heaving tits, bringing the big knobby head of his cock down to poke her lips.
