by Thomas Henry
The bulls spent several minutes massaging the women’s breasts and squeezing their nipples. Then the one with the experienced woman leaned over and sucked a nipple while he slid his hand down her stomach and under the waistband of her bikini. She quickly started to squirm, and before long, she was almost frantically tugging at his shorts, pulling them down to his ankles. As he stepped out of them, his cock was still hanging, but when the woman began stroking him, he quickly hardened.
The other bull had done pretty much the same thing, sucking on the novice woman’s nipples and massaging her pussy through her bikini bottom. She tentatively fingered his bulging penis through the fabric of his shorts.
The experienced woman rolled off of her chaise lounge and dropped to her knees in front of her bull. He bent over and cupped her breasts as she licked the head of his swollen cock. She quickly engulfed him and sucked him to a full erection, massaging his balls with one hand while she rubbed his ass with the other. After a couple of minutes, she looked at her friend and said, “What you waiting for?” She winked and went back to sucking her bull.
The novice woman got to her knees in front of her bull. After a moment of hesitation, she pulled his shorts to his ankles. He stepped out of them and stood with his feet apart, displaying his manhood. She grasped his swollen cock with one hand and gently cupped his balls with the other.
She tentatively touched the tip of her tongue to the head of his cock. He placed a hand on the back of her head and gave her a little push. She let the head of his cock slip between her lips and started slowly licking and sucking it like it was a candy sucker. After a while, she gradually took him deeper and deeper until she had about half his length in her mouth. I figured that was all she could handle without taking him down her throat. Maybe it was just because he was a stranger to her, but her tentative approach made me wonder if sucking a man’s cock was something new to her.
Sucking cock obviously was not new to the other woman. She was taking her bull’s whole length, making slurping sounds and drooling while aggressively massaging his balls. I could see that he was in danger of losing control. He suddenly stepped back, pulling his rigid cock from her mouth. I expected to see him start spurting semen, but he managed to maintain control, even though his woman was still holding onto his balls.
He leaned over and fished a condom packet out of the pocket of his shorts. He handed it to the woman. She tore it open and expertly rolled the condom down his cock. He pulled her to her feet, spun her around, and pushed her down on the chaise lounge. She was on her knees, with her ass high in the air and her tits mashed against the lounge. He grasped her by the hips and positioned himself. She grunted when he horsed his cock into her.
I heard a voice to my left say, “Shit! Look at that!”
I turned toward the voice. It was one of the tourist men, presumably her husband. The other nodded in agreement. I noticed that they both were rubbing their crotches.
I looked back into the showroom. The novice woman had stopped sucking her bull’s cock, but she still had a grip on it as she watched her friend being fucked. Her bull plucked a condom out of his shorts. He held it out toward her, but she was focused on the others and didn’t notice. So, he tore it open himself and placed it on the head of his cock. He rolled it down his shaft until it touched her fingers. She started and smiled up at him and then finished the job for him.
She got up and knelt on her chaise lounge, offering her sex to her bull. He stepped up behind her and rubbed the head of his cock against her folds, parting them and pushing partway into her. He took a wide stance, grasped her hips, and pulled her back against him until she was totally impaled on his cock. He held her still for a few moments and then began to thrust. At first, his thrusts were slow and gentle, causing her natural breasts to sway in lazy circles. But before long, she was grunting rhythmically and her breasts where slapping against her chest as he pounded away at her.
The two couples continued like that for a few minutes. Then one of the bulls signaled the other and they both withdrew and turned their partners onto their backs. They gave their women a quick kiss on the lips…and then they switched partners.
The experienced woman guided her new bull’s cock into her pussy and crossed her ankles around his lower back. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him on the lips. “Fuck me good, Honey. Show my husband how it’s done.”
The novice woman spread her legs and held her thighs with her hands. Her bull moved his hips until the head of his cock slipped into her. He began to stroke her, going deeper and deeper with each thrust.
I love to watch couples in the missionary position. It’s natural and intimate, and when they are really into each other, it is the most erotic thing a couple can do. By all outward appearances, the experienced woman was having a great time. She had her legs wrapped around her bull, and she lifted her hips to meet him each time he thrust into her. She dug her nails into his back and kissed him passionately. Even though I didn’t find her particularly attractive, watching her fuck made my balls tingle.
The novice woman was more passive. Her feet were planted on the chaise lounge and her hands were resting lightly on her bull’s back. Her head was turned toward the Voyeur Room, and her eyes were half-closed. I assumed that she was looking at her reflection in the one-way glass. Whereas the experienced woman clearly was enjoying herself, the novice woman left me with the impression that she was just going along with the program…probably just to fulfill her husband’s fantasy. And that did nothing for me.
I wondered how it would be when Karen’s turn came. Would she be into her bull, or would she just be going along with the program to satisfy Ted. And how would he respond?
I looked back at the tourist husbands. Both were watching with rapt attention. Both were rubbing their crotches.
“Seen enough?” one of them said.
“Hell, yeah! Let’s do it!”
The first man turned and signaled to Sally. She flipped a switch, and the glass turned opaque.
“C’mon,” the first man said. “Let’s meet ‘em in the room.” They didn’t bother to try to hide their boners as they made their way across the room and disappeared through the door that led to the private rooms.
I was intrigued by the man’s reference to “the” room. I wondered if the two couples were going to share a single room…and for that matter, if they were going to share wives. I would have liked to watch, but Sally had made it clear that the private rooms were just that.
Sally resumed operating the control panel. The Showroom went dark again, and the glass remained opaque for a little while. Then it turned clear and the lights came up slowly.
This time, the scene was an athletic locker room, complete with a row of lockers and a bench. Three bulls were sitting on the bench, removing football gear as if they had just finished a game and were about to head to the showers. Two of them appeared to be ubiquitous Hawaiian-Chinese “local boys,” and the third was black. They all looked as if they could well be UH football players.
A female voice rang out. “Okay, we got her!” A moment later, the three college girls appeared out of the darkness. The two sorority sisters had the pledge sandwiched between them, gripping her by the upper arms. All three were dressed as cheerleaders, but the red and black of the pledge’s uniform contrasted with the green and white worn by the other two. The pledge tripped and stumbled as the other two practically dragged her into the locker room.
The bulls clapped their hands and hooted and whistled as they quickly stripped down to their jock straps. The sorority sisters wrestled the cheerleader uniform off of the pledge, leaving her in a bra, panties, and her shoes and socks. “Come and get your trophy, boys!” one of the sorority sisters said.
She and the other sorority sister stepped back as the bulls surrounded the pledge. They looked her up and down and ran their hands over her. All three stripped off their jock straps. “Hey, baby,” the black bull said, “we gonna have some fun with you. Make you happy y
our team lost.”
So that explained the different cheerleader uniforms. The pledge was supposed to be a cheerleader from the losing team, presumably sent to the winning team to settle a wager.
The pledge was a little doll of a hapa girl who looked like she could actually be a cheerleader. I guessed she was only about five feet tall, but she was very fit, with a nice, round ass and muscular legs. Her dark brown hair cascaded to her waist. She had almond-shaped hazel eyes and caramel colored skin.
One of the local-boy bulls unfastened her bra while the other pulled off her panties, leaving her in nothing but her white shoes and socks. She had tiny breasts with large, puffy brown nipples…and no pubic hair at all. Were it not for the womanly fullness of her ass and her swollen nipples, I might have thought her a prepubescent teen.
I glanced at Sally. She seemed to read my thoughts. “She’s old enough,” she said. “I checked.”
I wondered exactly what she meant by “old enough.” I happened to know that the age of consent in Hawaii is only 16, and for a moment I wondered if Sally was referring to that. Despite the legality of it, I didn’t think a girl that young had any business being in this situation, and I certainly had no business ogling her. But then I realized that, unless she was a female Doogie Howser, a college student almost certainly would be at least eighteen.
I suppose that, for a forty-five-year-old man, ogling an eighteen-year-old isn’t much better than ogling a sixteen-year-old, but a man’s gotta draw the line somewhere, and I guess eighteen is where I draw it. Once I reasoned that the pledge had to be at least that old, my feelings of guilt melted away and I went back to feasting my eyes on her.
When it comes to breasts, I like ‘em big and soft and womanly, so this flat-chested little girl wasn’t my usual type. But I found myself inexplicably attracted to her. Maybe it was because her diminutive size, her brunette hair, and her well-developed ass and legs reminded me of Rachel when she was that age…notwithstanding the fact that Rachel had had quite a chest as well. In any event, this little girl made my balls stir, and I found myself wanting pin her to a bed and bury my face between her thighs.
As it turned out, the bulls had something more dramatic in mind. The black bull pushed her to her knees and smacked her on the lips with his meaty cock. She opened up and deftly sucked the head between her lips while she reached out and stroked the other two. The little pledge obviously was not as innocent as she first appeared.
She took turns with them, sucking each to full hardness while she jacked off the other two. After a few minutes, one of the local boys pulled her to her feet and over to the bench. He lay down on his back, and she straddled him. She parted her folds with one hand while she guided his cock with the other. As she eased down his shaft, I was surprised that she was wet enough to take all of him in one deft move. I supposed that she must have greased herself before the scene started.
She was so short that she could barely touch the floor with her toes, so she drew up her feet and hooked them over his legs. That left her fully impaled on his cock, with her full weight on his groin. She flexed her hips forward and back, obviously rubbing her clit on the base of his cock. The little pledge definitely was not as innocent as she first appeared.
The second local boy stepped up behind her. One of the sorority sisters handed him a squeeze bottle of lube, and he squirted a stream between the pledge’s butt cheeks. He rubbed it up and down her crack with his thumb and then pushed his thumb into her sphincter while he squirted a line of lube down his rigid cock. He handed back the squeeze bottle and stroked himself a few times. Then he removed his thumb and replaced it with the head of his cock.
The little pledge gasped and reached back with her hands. She pushed against his waist. “Easy! Go slow! I’ve never…”
Her words were cut off by the head of a black cock pushed between her lips. The bull behind her patted her butt and said, “Just relax. You can take it.”
She nodded and mumbled something through a mouth full of cock. The black bull had a fist full of her hair, holding her head still while he pushed himself deep into her throat.
The bull behind her pushed forward, giving her ass a bit more of his cock. She scrunched up her eyes and mumbled something else. He pulled back a bit and then pushed in a little more. She opened her eyes wide and took a deep, ragged breath. He pulled back again and then buried his cock in her ass, pressing his balls against his partner’s. She let out a muffled squeal and took a couple more deep breaths. The bull behind her put his hands on her hips and moved her forward and back, up and down both cocks. The black bull used his fistful of her hair to hold her steady while he fucked her face.
“So that’s the initiation?” I said to Sally. “Three guys as one time?”
“Well…almost. She has to get all three of them to cum in her…one in each place.”
I figured that wasn’t going to be much of a problem for her. She was a damned sexy little thing. I was practically ready to cum myself, so I figured the bulls wouldn’t be able to hold out for very long, particularly the two local boys who were rubbing their cocks together inside her. Ted and Bill and I had double-penetrated Karen several times, so I knew from experience just how stimulating it was to feel another man inside her at the same.
I was right. The bull in her pussy lost control, and his partner in her ass immediately followed. The chain reaction continued a few seconds later when the black bull groaned. I could see his balls contract, and a split-second later, his semen started dribbling from the corner of her mouth. The two sorority sisters started clapping and jumping up and down as if their team had just scored.
The black bull released his grip on the little pledge’s hair and pulled his cock out of her mouth. A glob of his semen spilled down her chin. I saw her swallow, and then try to lick the spilled semen with her tongue. She couldn’t quite reach it, so the bull rubbed his thumb up her chin and pushed the semen back between her lips. She swallowed again and then stuck out her tongue to show that her mouth was empty.
The bull behind her pulled out of her ass, and his partner’s cock flopped out of her pussy. Ropes of thick, white semen oozed out of both orifices.
Sally flipped a switch, and the glass went opaque. She gave me a knowing look. “I saw how you were looking at her. You’d like to get some of that, yourself, wouldn’t you?”
I took a deep breath. She was right. There was something about that little girl that took hold of me where it counts. All things considered, however, I wasn’t sure I wanted to think about pursuing an eighteen-year-old. “Seems like an odd initiation ceremony,” I said.
Sally studied me for a moment. “Actually, it’s just one of a series of erotic tests she has to pass to get into the sorority.”
“A series of erotic tests? What kind of sorority is this, anyway?”
Sally took a quick look around and leaned toward me to whisper, “Well, the sorority itself is kind of unofficial…kinda like this club. Its members operate a little underground business. It’s how they pay for college…instead of those big college loans, you know. If a girl wants to join the sorority, she first has to show that she can…um…perform the services the business requires.”
“You mean…”
“Yep. But don’t tell anyone. Obviously, it’s very hush-hush.” Sally paused for a moment. “Only reason I’m telling you is you might want to be part of one of her other initiation tests. I mean, I saw how you were looking at her. I’m sure I can arrange for you to spend the night with her if you want.”
My balls contracted and my cock twitched, but my rational mind struggled for control. “Oh, I suspect she’s had all the men she can handle for tonight.”
“No, no…I didn’t mean tonight.” Sally flipped another switch and the glass went dark. “Time for the next show. We can talk about it later.”
My balls were aching and my cock was straining against the confines of my pants. Sally was right. I was besotted by that little girl, and the thought of having her for a n
ight sent my mind into a spin.
But before I could fantasize about the possibilities…and consider the possible ramifications…Sally flipped another switch and the glass turned clear. My stomach knotted. Who was up next? Would it be Karen? And what did Ted have planned for her?
A single spotlight came up, illuminating a bed in the middle of the showroom. In the bed were two intertwined naked figures, one black and one white. Max and Amy were kissing and hugging and rubbing their thighs against each other’s pussies.
Max moved down to Amy’s naturally plump breasts, making slurping sounds as she sucked and licked the little redhead’s pink nipples. Max mauled one breast with her hand while she pressed her face into the other. She clamped Amy’s nipple between her teeth and pulled, stretching the breast into a fleshy cone. Then she did the same with the other. I would have thought it would hurt, but Amy had a smile on her face as she tilted her head back and moaned.
Max rose up and dangled her own pendulous breasts in Amy’s face. Amy grabbed one with both hands and sucked the nipple greedily. She very much reminded me of a nursing kitten. Max’s smile once again revealed her dimple.
Like Max, Amy switched from breast to breast, squeezing and sucking and licking. At one point, she buried her face between them and mashed them against her cheeks.
Max moved back down and kissed Amy on the lips. They swapped tongues as they shifted their bodies until they were in missionary position. Max crushed Amy’s breasts with her own. Amy wrapped her legs around Max’s waist. Max rocked her pussy against Amy as if she were fucking her. Max kissed Amy’s face and neck. I could hear Amy gasping for breath.
Max went back to mauling and kissing Amy’s breasts. Then she kissed her way down Amy’s stomach, lifting Amy’s legs onto her shoulders. She slapped Amy on the ass a couple of times. Amy cooed in response.
