by La Marchesa
The walls of my pussy, which had been begging for friction all night, finally got their wish and purred like a happy pussycat. My fingers reached behind and gripped the headboard as powerful thrusts kept coming, insistently pounding my pussy. Blood simmered below my skin and my feminine recess ached for release. Tense fingers dug into my flesh as his hefty cock pounded my pussy harder and faster while Armando’s mouth, rediscovering my nipple, alternated between nibbling and suckling. Locating my other nipple, he plucked and circled its nub with his finger.
My head thrashed from side to side as Robert pummeled my lusty cavern. Armando, lying beside me, massaged my soft, firm breasts, gently plucking and flicking my hard nipples. I gripped and squeezed his cock. When he tensed I began to stroke it, adding another groan to our moans.
“Jesus, you guys are driving me bonkers,” I yelled.
I was overwhelmed from the intense concentration of pleasure. Thrilling spasms rippled through my core as my impending climax built. Anchoring his hands on my hips, Robert rose up and drove into me hard, wiggling sideways, trapping my clit against his pelvic area in a wicked embrace. Every nerve felt charged. Simultaneously, I felt his throbbing cock spurting its seed into the latex barrier as the stirrings of my own carnal release started swirling through me. Wild sensations spread from my core to my extremities, building as the bolt of supreme pleasure burst through my center. A scream of ecstasy burst forth, “That’s it guys. I’m cum-m-ming. Euphoric waves lapped against my foggy mind like the inexorable tide. Continuing to scream my release, I mindlessly yelled, “Oh, fuck, I love to fuck. Don’t stop baby,” as brightness flashed behind my eyes, my second stupefying orgasm spread through me.
I was so worked up, I could have taken on the Nat’l Guard and Robert tried his best to keep fucking me, but, alas, after his climax, he needed a break.
Thank God I had Armando ready and willing to stick it to me, and stick me he did. After a long half hour of fucking, he came, but I’d gotten Robert hard with my mouth and he took Armando’s place.
As Robert began shagging me for the second time, I wondered if Steve was having as good a time as I was.
Chapter Five
After the girls stopped laughing, Nicole asked, “Haven’t you eaten?”
I shook my head. “I didn’t think about food until now. Is there a place to eat?”
“Yeah, it’s right by the bar where Robert and I found Lisa giving you a blow job.”
“Are you girls hungry? Do you want to get something to eat?”
Mona nodded. “I am a little, but if we all go we’ll lose this room.”
Nicole sighed. “You’re right.”
“Tell you what. It’s your turn with loverboy, you guys could do your thing until I get back. What would you like? They have hamburgers and hot dogs. Fries too, I think. Nicole?”
“Just a hamburger. I don’t want a full feeling to interfere with my sex drive.”
“Okay.” Mona looked at me. “Steve?”
I shrugged. “One of each, I guess. Just mustard on both.”
Mona rose. “I’ll be back as soon as I can. Have fun.”
After Mona walked to the door and let herself out, Nicole locked it and spun toward me. “Well, Steven. What would you like to do until she gets back?”
“Well, since Mona is getting us supper, how about you supply the appetizer?”
I couldn’t believe it. After all the nasty things the three of us had just done, I stuck out my tongue, wiggled it and she blushed.
In the middle of dining on Nicole’s tangy pussy, a knock came on the door. “Who is it?”
“Neema. Mona sent me.”
“I know her. She’s at the agency, too,” Nicole exclaimed under her breath.
I whispered back. “Should I let her in?”
Nicole nodded. “Ah-huh.”
“Hang on, I’ll be right there.” I rose and went to the door. After unlocking and opening it, a gorgeous African-American lady stepped in carrying a bag and a six-pack of beer. She had bright, intelligent eyes and a dazzling white smile that contrasted nicely with her sepia colored skin.
Still on the floor with head resting on the palm of her hand, Nicole greeted the newcomer. “Hi, Neema. This is my friend Steve.”
Her sparkling smile flashed. “Hi Nicole.” She handed the six-pack to me and dipped her head. “Hi, Steve, I’m Neema. My friend Mona had something important to do so she asked me to bring the beer and food to you and take her place.”
Suddenly, I wasn’t as worn out as I thought I was. I felt a tight feeling in my groin at the idea of fucking this new hot sex partner. I continued my examination of this exceptional specimen of dark womanhood. She was four inches shorter than my six two. Her milk chocolate skin was perfect and her short hair was straight. Her perfect posture showed off her sinewy, but shapely, athletic body.
“Here’s your food,” Neema said, handing the bag to Nicole.
Nicole went through the bag and passed one of the hamburgers to me.
I was about to take a bite when Neema squeezed my cock and began stroking it. “Mona wasn’t kidding. You are huge.”
Suddenly, I was hungrier for Neema’s black pussy than the burger in my hand. I tossed the burger back to Nicole and wrapping my arm around Neema, I leaned in and gave her a passionate kiss. When the kiss ended, Neema’s lips curled upward slightly into a coy Mona Lisa type smile. She lowered to her knees and licked my shaft from stem to stern. Nicole, you can go ahead and eat my burger. I have what I want to eat right here.”
* * * *
Something was about to happen—I could sense it. I arched my back and crossed my ankles behind Robert’s back, pulling his pubis firmly against my lathered pussy and clit. Then it came—tidal waves of undiluted pleasure washed over me, culminating in a euphoric blast. I screamed, while my body and head thrashed back and forth. As Armando sucked and played with my nipples my fists clutched his hair, jerking his head in time with my heaving motion.
I shivered and shuddered from pleasure tremors for a half minute before calming down. Then with a pleased smile upon their lips, Armando and Robert both sidled up and embraced me.
I felt exhausted. This was a night to remember. I closed my eyes and even though four male hands roamed my body, I had come to the point where I found it more relaxing than stimulating.
Their heads rested on my chest above my breasts. Armando’s tongue would lash out and lave my nipple, while Robert’s talented finger tickled the other.
“Wow, that was amazing.”
Armando snickered. “Yes it was. Lisa you are an amazing woman. What would you like to do now? Anything you want.”
I sighed as my fingers tunneled through their dark locks. “I’m afraid I’ve had so much sex tonight, I only have one round left and I swore when I came here that would go to the man I love.”
Robert said, “Yeah, I need to recover the woman I love, too.”
“Me too. Luckily, they’re all together.”
“I know, but do you guys have a clue where they are?”
Robert stood. “They said they were going to grab a fuck room. We should start looking for them there.”
Armando rose also, and when I raised my arms for help they practically pulled my arms out as they jerked me to my feet. I looked at one and then the other of my husky young sex partners for the night. “Shall we?”
As luck would have it, after descending the service stairs we saw Mona walking away from us in the hallway where the fuck rooms were. “Mona, wait up.”
She turned, smiled and walked toward us. “Hi, Lisa. How was it?”
Meeting in the middle of the hall I kissed her cheek and embraced her. “It was amazing.” I wrapped my arm around Armando and so did she, re-staking her claim to my borrowed sex partner. “I just love Armando.”
“I know what you mean. I love Steve too.”
I wrapped an arm around Robert as well. “And Robert. They treated me like a Goddess. I can’t wait until next month.”
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She raised her hands and waved them. “Ah, don’t worry, the time goes fast and your sex life with Steve will be on a whole new level.”
“I hope so. It was flagging a little. Where is he and Nicole?”
“Oh, they’re in FR7 with Neema and God knows who else.”
My eyes narrowed. “What do you mean, God knows who else?”
“Well, I went out to get burgers and drinks for us all and ran into Jack Hanson. He wanted to talk with me so I said I’d come over to his throne right—”
“Hold on. Jack has a throne?”
“Yes, Jamie too, a couple of them, each. One at the—”
“All right fine. Get on with your story.”
“Sure. I said I would speak with him right after I got the food and beer back to Steve and Nicole.”
“Yes, go on.”
“At the dining area I ran into Neema. She saw me and Nicole with Steve and wanted to know who he was so I gave her the hamburgers and beer and told her where to go. Then, on the way to Jack’s throne, other girls kept asking the same thing. Who was the tall handsome fresh meat with the big cock?”
* * * *
“Neema, I want you on your back next to Twilla. Bridget I want you on your knees just like Sylvia. Hmm. There’s just so many of you?”
The triple hot Hispanic girl raised her hand.
“Yes Marianna?”
She rose. “You were fucking Roxanne and Neema when I came in so it’s only fair they go to the back of the line.”
Roxanne stood up. “Shut up greaser.”
“Who are you calling a greaser, you crone.”
I waved my hands back and forth crossing them in a time-out manner. “Hold on. Name calling is unacceptable. Any more outbursts like that and you can all leave.”
The sweet-innocent looking Chinese girl raised a hand.
“Yes, Ya Ling?”
“I have a suggestion. Why don’t we all draw straws to see who gets to suck and fuck your fabulous cock?”
Hmm, looks can be deceiving. “Good idea, but we don’t have any straws.”
“Well pick a number and whoever gets closest, gets laid,” said Danielle the starlet.
“Fuck this shit!” shouted the strikingly, beautiful, blonde, middle-aged Amazon. Wealthy beyond imagination, she was reputed to have more artificial than natural parts on her face and body. “Do you know who I am?”
“You are Amelia Rosenkrantz. Socialite and wife of Julius Rosenkrantz, who some say is richer that God.”
She rose and puffed her augmented breasts up. “That’s right and I don’t beg for anything. How long is that impressive slab of meat, young man?”
I furrowed my brow. “Almost ten inches.”
The women all gasped and one fainted.
Amelia continued while the rest of my groupies attended to the unconscious woman. Well, I am willing to pay you a thousand dollars per inch. That’s ten thousand dollars, so if you will clear the room of these hags we can get to business.”
All the women rose. “Who you calling a hag, ‘bish’!”
“Yeah, who let a cunt like you in?”
“She’s right and you’re too old for a dreamy stud like him!”
Amelia slapped one of the women. “Who you calling a bitch, bitch! And you’re the cunt, not me.” She punched another.
Then Marianne jumped on Roxanne. “I’m no greaser you prune faced trout.”
“Soon all the women bared their fists, teeth and nails as an all out cat fight broke out.”
I did my best, but when one of the beauties bit my pride and joy, I backed off in pain and watched.
* * * *
Robert and I, who’d borrowed some clothes from the Hansons, waited in the lobby. “They’ll be out soon,” Officer Lacy informed us from behind the front desk. “In the meantime since they are being released on their own recognizance, you both need to sign these papers.”
Signing for my husband, I heard a series of heavy iron doors sliding open and closed. I looked up. My friend Nicole, had a swollen lip and a patch of her blonde hair pulled out. My husband was worse, with scratches on both cheeks and a swollen eye which looked to be turning black. They walked through the open iron barred door, wearing bright orange jumpsuits. At the sight of him a tear formed in my eye, which, being mad at him, I willed away. I was ecstatic to see him, but Steven had some explaining to do.
As Nicole hugged Robert, Steven walked up and hugged me.
He snickered. “Since we didn’t have any clothes, we get to keep these designer jump suits.” He modeled his outfit by turning around. “You like? I’ll bet if all our neighbors saw me gardening in this, they’d be green with envy.”
I couldn’t help it, I laughed. As we headed outside, Robert and Nicole followed. Our Toyota was closer than their Escalade so they walked us to our car.
I pulled the passenger door open, then turned to say goodbye. While Steven shook Robert’s hand, I hugged my friend and kissed her cheek. “Thanks for everything.”
“I want you know that, jail excluded, Robert and I had a fantastic time. You and your husband are very sexual and we are hoping you’d like to keep swinging.”
Visions of Robert fucking and eating me danced in my mind and I almost agreed. I heard Steven clear his throat and glanced at my partner for life. The answer was in his eyes. “Thanks for the offer, but Steve and I need to regroup. This was a lot to swallow in one night. Can we have a rain check?”
Nicole smiled and embraced me again. “Of course, anytime. What about the May Day party? Robert tells me you want to go to it.”
I looked at Steve, then back to Nicole. “Oh yes. Mr. Hanson invited me in person. I would love to attend that. If Steven agrees we’ll be there.”
The End
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