Fox Long watched the leggy mulatto undulate and cavort in time to the music at the piano bar in the Fan Tan Lounge of downtown Santa Barbara. The entertainer wore a very brief panty, and a red ribbon across her high, firm tits. A small sign to the side of her said her name was Sandy.
Fox was getting a neat little titter. She didn't heat up quickly unless she saw a pussy with oodles of appeal.
Sandy knew she was attracting Foxi's attention, and she moved closer, her dusky thighs farther apart, her coital thrusts more abandoned.
She knows I want her, Foxi thought, shivering Damn! It takes one to know one! Ah, good, the music is ending, and I'll make my play.
Foxi dropped a twenty in the tip glass and Sandy smiled, her snow-white teeth glistening, Only one man sat at the piano bar, and he'd obviously had too many Bloody Marys. Fat and half bald, he would be no competition in spite of the money he'd been dropping as tips.
Sandy finished her act with a few lewd hunches and then wiggled off the platform.
After Sandy disappeared behind a screen, Foxi sipped at her second martini, feeling fun juice oozing out into her panties. Her fingers trembled a little. A young brunette at Foxi's right giggled and gave Foxi a searching look.
"She doesn't do lezzie, honey. I've tried it."
"Maybe you don't have the right kind of bait, sweetie," Foxi said dryly.
The brunette took a deep breath to accent her bulging tits, which were almost ready to fall out of her gaping blouse.
"These aren't too bad! What've you got that's so damn special?"
"You'll never know, baby," Foxi said. At that moment Sandy appeared wearing a thin wrapper and wiggled up behind her. She leaned down and whispered in Foxi's ear, "I get off work in half an hour, honey. You have a pad around here some-place?"
Foxi nodded, shivering. "I'll wait."
"I cum real good with sexy blondes," Sandy breathed.
Foxi laughed. The big-breasted brunette gave Foxi a dirty stare and departed, her wide ass twitching to show her displeasure. Fuck her, Foxi thought.
Sandy floated away, out of sight, and Foxi experienced that airy sensation of anticipation she usually enjoyed before trying a new pussy. She sipped her martini carefully.
No more gin. She wanted all her sensibilities when she slipped her fingers into that dusky girl's cunt and sucked on those long, dark nipples.
At twenty-six, Foxi believed herself to be a very accomplished girl lover. She had the body, the brains and the right sensual equipment. Sometimes conquests were almost too easy. A few times recently she'd actually been bored with some fresh new cunts.
She needed a new kind of challenge! A man? She had tried that route, too. Most were too much alike, all talk and not much go. Once they got their nuts off, the passion faded too swiftly.
Maybe Sandy would present a unique set of circumstances that would titillate Foxi in a new way. No harm in dreaming about an extraordinary sexual encounter.
In Foxi's Mercedes, headed for her apartment with Sandy snuggled close, Foxi let her right hand drop down between the mulatto's long, sweet thighs. She wore shiny black pants and a blouse slashed to the waist. Foxi had donned a rather modest top and a mini-skirt for her venture into the Fan Tan Lounge.
"Oooooooo," Sandy murmured as Foxi squeezed the firmly rounded thigh dose to her cunt. "I think this is gonna be real nice!"
"I'm getting some supper vibes, honey," Foxi giggled.
She pressed her exploring fingers against Sandy's cunt mound and the dark girl hunched playfully.
"I haven't had a satisfaction in months!" Sandy purred.
"So many jerks and losers hanging around. It's great to see a real sexy dish like you, Foxi!"
"We're going to have funnnnn!" Foxi gurgled as Sandy thrust her crotch again and again.
I'm sniffing money as well as pussy, Sandy thought, shivering. German car, expensive clothes, top drawer looks and class. I'll work a big tip out of this cunt! I'm due in Las Vegas in a week, and I'll meet my stud there for some real far out fucking! He's had some bad luck lately, he needs all the help I can give him, money and pussy both!
The mulatto knew deep inside that she was crazy for getting involved with a guy like Danny, but when he slipped his huge prick into her quivering cunt, nothing else mattered! She'd fight and scheme for him, and she'd do almost anything to keep him on the string.
Sometimes she even brought home another woman for him. Many chicks in her line of work couldn't enjoy sex much without two partners, male or female. It was a crazy, mixed-up world.
Foxi pulled up in front of a huge apartment complex and the two got out of the car and moved to a wide doorway where the leggy blond punched a computerized button keyboard to unlock the building's main entrance. Security. Inside was total luxury. Moments later they were in Foxi's pad, something right out of Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous.
"Let's shower and change, huh?" Foxi purred, sliding her left hand down across Sandy's ass.
"Why not just shower and mess around, honey!" Sandy teased. She was still enjoying the caress when a girl with a plump, young pussy with very dark hair, wearing only a sheer wrapper, wiggled into sight.
"This is my maid, Ollie," Foxi purred. "Ollie, meet Sandy!"
"Pleased!" Sandy breathed, noting all the physical assets Ollie possessed, including a delicious pair of high, pointy tits. She was probably around nineteen, a cute, voluptuous live-in, obviously there for one purpose, and not maid work.
"Oh, you're something?" Ollie gushed, her wrapper drifting apart in front. A delicately shaped tit peered inside Sandy's low-cut blouse.
"Four boobs but with a single thought!" Ollie gurgled, her tongue flicking between her pearly white teeth.
Sandy giggled. Are you going to join us in a tub, honey?"
"What Foxi says is what she gets," Ollie murmured.
"Let's get in the mood, girl," Foxi smiled. She slipped her blouse over her head, exposing her pear-shaped tits, high and stiffly contoured, the pretty pink nipples already tumid.
Sandy quickly removed her deeply slashed blouse, and the three came close together.
I should have told Sandy about Ollie, Foxi thought.
Ollie's been with me three weeks now, and she's simply far fucking out, or sucking, or whatever else I like! I need my cums regularly, and I also need some new cunt now and then!
Foxi pushed her tits into Sandy's pointed breasts and felt a sweet surge of lust. Their mouths met, their tongues writhed and coiled, their lips open wide. Ollie moved aside, now behind Foxi, pillowing her crotch against Foxi's rounded ass cheeks.
Sandy arched her cunt at Foxi's cunt, and while they both still wore clothing from the waist down, the contact was delicious! Foxi liked the slow thrusting motion of Ollie's bare cunt mound against her butt.
The press of Sandy's tits into her own boobs surged Fort's excitement higher. The mulatto had an appealing personal aroma, like the scent of carnation, and the spread of bet shanks, the agile crotch movements, sent stings of desire across Foxi's loins.
Her clit erected brazenly and she stroked her tongue faster.
Foxi broke up the mouth-to-mouth and giggled. "Naked is better, Sandy! Let's see more pussy!" "Riiiight!"
Sandy laughed. "Let's stop this tease stuff and get it oonnnn!" The way she said it, the word rhymed with moan.
All three laughed. Foxi experienced more sparks of arousal. She and Sandy quickly removed their lower clothing, and soon stood naked except for their high heels.
The curly black fuzz on Sandy's cunt drew Foxi's hand.
Sandy giggled, opening her beautiful thighs, arching her cunt forward. Foxi slipped a finger into the dewy slit, her thumb pressing the clitoris. Ohhhh, Sandy had a thick one! It felt half an inch long, already swollen and red.
"Ohhhh, that's goooood!" Sandy purred, hunching at Foxi's cunt-buried finger.
"Finger-fuck me, too, Foxi!" Ollie pleaded, gliding nearer.
Foxi moved her left hand and cupped the young girl's thinly-haired pussy. She used a finger in the slickened cunt hole and Ollie thrust in slow cadence, her pretty face flushed, her eyes shiny.
"Love it!" Ollie breathed, thrusting faster. "Come on, Foxi, make me cum!"
"Already?" Foxi asked. "Hold back so you and Sandy pop your poppers together!"
"I'm gettin' there, baby!" Sandy breathed, her beauti ful ass quivering. "Uhhhh! Ohhhh! Nowww! Oh, fuck!"
Sandy shook, her face twisted, and her butt was a blur of erotic movement. Ollie whimpered, her plump ass flying! Foxi felt the two girls heaving while cumming.
Ollie staggered, but she was not going to miss the best part of her finger-fuck! She'd been watching a wild movie earlier on Foxi's big TV screen, via the VCR, and she'd been cum-ready when Foxi had appeared with the sultry mulatto.
Her three weeks with Foxi had been totally delicious.
The blond realtor had spotted Ollie in a department store lingerie section, and it had not taken Foxi long to convince Ollie that she needed a vacation! Between boyfriends, and short of money, Ollie had gratefully accepted the invitation.
Ollie had tried some lezzie action before and had liked it, but guys had money to spend and chicks usually didn't. Foxi made their first night together a fantastic journey into eroticism. Ollie had gotten off a total of seven times! She could hardly believe how good that blond really was.
Now Ollie was showing her benefactor that she was not only an excellent piece of pussy, but she was a party girl, too. As she finished her orgasm, she lurched backward and dropped into a chair, breathing hard, the luscious waves of aftermath feeding her needs.
"Ohhh, terrific!" Sandy giggled, backing away, easing her dusky ass onto a sofa. She sat there, sprawled, her rich thighs apart, her puffy cunt showing a line of pink inner flesh which was moist and alluring.
'She's a go-go dancer, Ollie," Foxi smiled, moving down on the sofa at Sandy's right.
"Oh, you're sure stacked for fun, Sandy!" Ollie exclaimed. "I've often wondered. Do go-go dancers get off when they're wiggling around in front of people?"
"Oh, sometimes!" Sandy said. "I saw Foxi tonight and I had some neat tingles, but this is my first boomer!"
"You mean, just lately, don't you, honey?" Ollie giggled.
"Oh, sure," Sandy smiled. "I gotta have my jollies every day, so this is my first for today." She looked at Foxi.
"When're you gonna get yours, honey?"
"I take lots of time," Foxi told her. "But don't worry, I'm having fun!"
"Well, do you want to nibble me, Foxi?" Sandy asked. "Or do we get in a tub, or pool, or something?"
"You know, I think I will eat you, Sandy," Foxi decided.
She shook with anticipation. Ever since she'd watched the beautiful go-go dancer do her act she had decided she wanted to put her tongue in the girl's sweet, provocative cunt. She moved down in front of Sandy, on her knees, and slipped her hands beneath her warm, firm ass. The carnation fragrance of the mulatto's cunt was an added thrill. Had to have her goodies every day, did she?
Now she was going to have all she could take and then some!
Sandy arched her crotch far forward, her hands went to her tits, and Foxi fastened her greedy mouth to the puffy crevice. Mmmmmmmm! Sip, sip, suck, suck!
Nectar of the gods! The moment her tongue tip wiggled inward, Foxi knew she had a winner. That cunt was alive!
It was twitching and fluttering, and the expression on Sandy's face showed her erotic pleasure.
Now Foxi moved her inner lips up to that alluring strong clitoris. Sandy whimpered, her girlie bud stiffened delectably, and the attraction of that superlative body filed Foxi with luscious anticipation!
"Ohhhhh-fuuuuuck, that's gooood!" Sandy breathed, kneading her own breasts. "Play it out, Foxi, make it a big one!"
Foxi paused, using her hands to coax more thrills from the sexy dancer. She teased and dallied with the center of Sandy's sex, making Sandy know that her lover was experienced! Just a few more seconds of sensual suspense.
Ollie couldn't wait! Her right hand dropped to her itchy cunt, she tipped her crotch high and began to play with her tender clit. Ohhhh, this party stuff really fired her furnace! Her little clit was as hard as her forger. Sandy was dangling on the verge of her orgasms, her head turning back, her face a mask of passion!
"Ohhhh, fuck! Pop it, Foxi" Sandy wailed.
Foxi's head moved in a manner that was very familiar to Ollie. She had her mouth clamped to the dancer's slit, her tongue was stroking in Sandy's quaking cunt, and the dark girl shook dramatically, her crotch tilting forward, and she gripped her own tits firmly. The pangs of her climax showed in her leg and belly flexing. She went off thoroughly!
Ollie jiggled her fingers against her stinging clit, buck ed her hips, and she started her fun trip! Watching Sandy burst her pussy was so stimulating! Ollie usually couldn't cum so swiftly on her hand. Things were different tonight!
Foxi kept her mouth glued to Sandy's cunt until the dancer stopped shaking. Slowly Sandy relaxed, slumping back on the sofa, a smile of delight on her beautiful face.
"Oh, you sure pulled the cum out of my cunt, honey!"
Sandy blurted, caressing Foxi's shoulders. The blond realtor was lapping up the excess pussy juice, then finally seemed pleased with her intimate attentions and lifted her swollen lips from the mulatto's cunt.
"It's a very sweet, hot pussy, Sandy!" Foxi purred. She drew her hands from beneath Sandy's ass. "Now, let's go in my bedroom and really get it on."
Foxi steered her guest along a wide hallway to the master bedroom. Ollie came wiggling along behind, a gob of tissue pressed against her twat. She'd had an orgasm, too.
I've waited long enough, Foxi thought. They've had their thrills and now it's my turn! I like it better though, when I can prolong the voluptuous sensations. Anticipation is sometimes better than realization, but I know how sensual Sandy really is. This is going to be a great piece of ass!
As the trio moved into Foxi's elaborate boudoir, her phone rang. Damn! Not many people had her private number. It wouldn't be business; all of her employees knew the rules.
Waving Sandy and Ollie toward the king-sized bed, Foxi lifted the receiver. "Yes?" she snapped.
"Is that any way to greet your favorite stud?" came the compelling voice of the only man she'd ever been able to fuck and enjoy. Lance White, a kind of soldier of fortune, was in the Orient most of the time. He was thirty-six, just ten years older than Foxi, and ruggedly handsome. He had a prick that was almost ten full inches long!
"Oh, Lance! I'm sorry!" Foxi exclaimed, a sweet wash of heat sweeping up her legs to her cunt, then on up to her tits.
He laughed, and even that gave her tingles. "It's been a while, Foxi. What're you doing right now?"
"Holding my pussy and wishing your hand was there instead of mine!" she teased.
"Cool," he chuckled. "Does that mean I'm invited over?"
"Yes, hunk!" she breathed. "You know the code to get past Security. I hope you have a lot of jism save up, big man.
I've got two other girls here, just dying to fuck."