When Christmas Eve finally arrived, little Libby was as excited as if she expected Santa Claus. It was the first real Christmas Eve she had ever experienced. The young girl expressed her delight by taking on all three of the guys and giving them each a Christmas Fuck.
It was a Christmas Eve that Libby would always remember.
The following Sunday, Libby slept rather late, as her act the night before at The Pink Stud had been a wild one. Stan had been in excellent form, and his big cock had brought Libby up to three mind-blowing orgasms in the one performance.
Since she was alone in the apartment, Libby decided to walk down to a little cafe on the corner for breakfast. Just as she stepped out onto the sidewalk, she saw Mike's Jaguar pull up to the curb.
"Hi," he called to the girl.
"Hello," she smiled, realizing tat she was a little happy to see him.
"Where are you going?" he asked.
"Just down to the coffee shop for breakfast."
"This must be my lucky day," he smiled warmly. "I haven't eaten yet, so let's drive over to Sausalito for brunch."
"I'd love to," Libby replied. She couldn't quite understand why she felt so glad to see him again.
They had a pleasant relaxing lunch, then decided to drive up the coast to Stinson Beach. It was a cold, cloudy day, and the ocean was a dark gray, punctuated with foamy white caps. Parking, they sat in the car watching the angry surf pounding against the deserted beach, then decided to go for a walk.
When they had wandered along the shore for about thirty minutes, it began to sprinkle. Turning, they started back up the beach toward the parked car. Without further warning the vicious dark skies opened up with a drenching cloudburst. Running as fast as they could, the driving winds seemed to lash the cold rain into their soaked bodies.
They were drenched and shivering with cold when they finally reached the shelter of his car. Her wet, fresh smelling hair hung limply down over her shoulders. The wet material of her blouse clung against her tits, deliciously revealing her big hard nipples.
Leaning over, Mike gently kissed her half-opened, child-soft lips. Libby enthusiastically returned the gentle, warm kiss. She enjoyed the feel of his hard, yet tender mouth.
Turning on the car, he headed back down the highway, both of them shivering in their cold wet clothes, and finally suggested they stop by his apartment for dry clothes.
Libby was impressed with the beautiful high-rise apartment as they rounded a corner, and turned into the underground garage beneath the building. She was even more impressed with his luxurious apartment and the breathtaking view of the bay and the San Francisco skyline.
"There should be plenty of clothes in the closet in that bedroom," he said, indicating a door. "My sister often stays here when I'm out of town."
"Thank you," she smiled.
"There's a bathroom to the left of the closet," he continued. "I'm sure you'll want a warm shower."
When she had gone, he went to his own room and quickly showered and changed into dry clothes. He was waiting for her in the living room when she came out. She looked beautiful in a short, simple sleeveless dress.
"You look lovely," he smiled appreciatively.
Libby walked over and sat next to him on the wide sofa.
"Gosh, that's a beautiful view," she sighed, looking out through the window.
"So are you," he smiled down at her.
Instinctively Libby turned her soft parted lips up to his. A warm glow surged through her body when her probing little tongue made gentle contact with his.
Drawing her face back and looking up at him, she softly whispered, "You kiss neat."
Smiling, he drew her soft pliant lips against his eager mouth again. Slowly their tongues entwined.
The feel of her warm little tongue swirling sensuously around in his mouth was driving Mike wild with excitement. He drew her soft, resilient little body tightly against his. He could feel his hard cock throbbing in the confines of his clothes. With her body being held so close to him, she, too, could feel it pressing against her. Instinctively she reached down and lightly touched the hard bulge in his pants.
It was like an electric shock to Mike when he felt her delicate fingers lightly caressing his straining cock through his clothes.
Their mouths locked in a deep, delicious kiss, she continued to gently stroke his excited prick.
"Your little friend down there acts like he wants to come out," she whispered as she lightly flicked her tongue against his ear lobe.
"He sure does," gasped the excited man.
Deftly opening his zipper, she slipped her little hand in and gently withdrew his hot fleshy pole.
"Oh, God," he moaned at the touch of her warm gentle fingers on his excited bare cock.
Libby's gentle squirming had pulled up her short dress, revealing a big slab of soft naked thigh.
A searing flame rushed through his excited body when he placed his trembling hand on her warm, naked flesh. The feel of her softly yielding thigh made his cock throb wildly in the girl's hand.
Gently she squeezed and massaged his big rubbery knob in her fingers. The feel of the big hard bulb sent delicious tingles rushing through Libby's hot little fuck-hole.
Slowly caressing the soft yielding flesh of her naked inner thigh, Mike's hand was slowly creeping up toward the hot muskiness of her steaming little cunt.
Their mouths slightly locked in a deep, tongue-entwined kiss, their hands continued to gently explore each other's sensitive naked flesh.
"Oh, God," Libby whispered with delight when his probing finger finally made light contact with her eager little slit.
The feel of her hot, wet cunt flesh sent a shudder through Mike's big frame.
Feeling his finger slowly slipping through her juicy cuntlips, Libby began stroking her hand up and down the entire length of his stiff prick.
"Honey," she whispered. "Why don't you take off your dumb clothes?"
When he stood up to disrobe, Libby quickly slipped out of her dress and lay back against the cushions to watch him. Warm sensations raced through her cunt when he dropped his shorts, revealing himself completely. Libby always enjoyed the sight of an erect cock, but there was something erotically delicious about the sight of Mike's smooth, hard dick trusting up from his crinkly, hairy balls, swinging gently between his muscular legs. She loved the jaunty angle of his big prickshaft pointing proudly up in front of him.
Looking at the lovely naked girl on the sofa sent the blood pumping even faster into his swollen tool. He stared at her luscious, wet pussy, deliciously exposed between her open thighs.
When he walked back to the sofa, Libby reached out and gently grasped his throbbing cock. As he stood trembling with excitement, she sat up and slowly began licking the tip of his hard prick with her little wet tongue.
Holding his cock in one hand, she continued licking it while she reached up between his legs with the other and gently caressed the sensitive underside of his balls, letting her fingers occasionally brush lightly over his asshole.
Slowly opening her mouth, she wrapped her soft warm lips around his blood-bloated knob. Sucking gently on the big swollen bulb, she fucked her hot little tongue against the sensitive flesh at the base of the cockhead.
"God, that tastes good," she sighed, moving her soft lips back and forth over the end of the big tool.
Standing there, Mike's legs were trembling violently with excitement. Removing the knob from her mouth, she began licking the entire underside of his big, spit-soaked dick. When she had completely saturated his rod with her warm saliva, she began licking and sucking on his balls. When they were fully soaked, she again inserted his cock deep into her hotly sucking mouth.
Feeling his body tensing up, Libby quickly released it to prevent an early ejaculation. Sensuously lying back, she opened her arms and smiled up at the big handsome man.
Shaking with excitement, Mike quickly lay down beside Libby and drew her warm body tightly against his. The feel of her soft naked flesh pushing against the full length of his hungry body was almost more than he could stand. Her lush tits and hard nipples seemed to burn into his bare chest.
Sensing this, Libby sensuously rubbed her big jugs against his tingling flesh. Holding him tightly against her, she covered his lips with her open mouth and passionately trust her tongue deep into his throat. Reaching down, she grabbed his hard, fleshy pole and rubbed it against the soft warm flesh of her smooth belly.
Slowly rolling onto her back, she spread her legs.
Then, taking his hand, she inserted his finger up into her juicy little slit.
"Please fuck me," she whispered into his ear. "Please fill my cunt with tat beautiful big cock."
Needing no further urging, Mike crawled between her open thighs.
Reaching down and grasping his hard dick, she slowly guided it up toward her hot, steamy little fuck-hole. Her body tingled with excitement when she felt his spongy cockhead probe against her slippery cunt hole. Raising her hips to help him, she felt his huge knob slip trough the hot juicy opening of her eager cunt.
Mike shuddered with delight as he felt his big cock rubbing against the soft, inner twat flesh that was so deliciously squeezing his throbbing meat.
"Oh, my God, that feels good," he gasped as his sensitive cock continued sliding up through her hot, grasping cunt hole.
The feel of his massive tool pressing against the deliciously stretched walls of her hungry little snatch sent thrill after thrill racing through her body.
When he had his dick in her cunt balls deep, they lay perfectly still in a warm embrace, enjoying the ecstasy of their tightly coupled bodies.
After several motionless moments, Mike began gently sliding his hard shaft in and out of her hot, slippery cunt.
Libby shuddered in ecstasy at the feel of his smooth pole slithering in and out against the hot slippery walls of her sensitive fuck-hole. The thick ridge of his bloated knob rubbed deliciously against the hot inner flesh tat seemed to suck and squeeze on his powerful shaft.
"Oh, God," she whispered as his fuck machine slithered in and out of her twat like a well-oiled piston. Closing her eyes, she was conscious of the delicious slurping sound of his cock pumping in and out of her hot, slippery hole. She could feel the sticky juices dripping down over her ass. She was conscious of his warm balls slapping against her tingling asshole.
She seemed to be suspended, floating under this beautiful big body that was giving her such intense pleasure.
"Oh, Christ, honey!" she squealed hysterically when he began speeding up the tempo of his long, smooth fuck thrusts. "That's it, baby, give it to me good!"
It felt like her whole body would explode with ecstasy as he began humping faster and deeper into her hungry little cunt.
"Oh, yes, Mike!" she squealed with delight. "That's it, honey! That's it!"
His driving cock was quivering excitedly as it rubbed against the smooth, slippery ridges of her foamy cunt passage. The pleasure was so intense that Mike was no longer in control of his own movements and muscular spasms were now driving his cock in and out of her juicy twat with savage intensity.
"That's it, baby!" she squealed in rapture as his prick ripped madly in and out of her red-hot pussy. "Fuck me, baby! Fuck me hard!"
Her squeals of delight made the lurching, pounding man screw even faster and deeper.
"Faster, honey, faster! Fuck me, baby! Fuck me!!" she screamed hysterically as she felt the iron-hard cock ripping and tearing into her sex-crazed cunt.
"Split me open, baby!" she shrieked, sinking her teeth and nails into his shoulders. "Fuck, honey! Fuck! Fuck! Fuuuccckkk!!"
The whole world seemed to explode into one giant orgasm for her when she felt his tick jizz gushing against her spasming cunt walls.
"Oh, Christ!" she shuddered. "I'm coming! I'm coming! Coommmiiinnnggg!!"
Her little body lurched and shuddered in ecstasy as she felt his fuck juice still spurting into her ravaged, trembling cunt.
"Oh, God," she whispered, covering his lips with her hot open mouth. "Oh God, Mike, that was terrific."
When he rolled over onto his back, Libby quickly crawled down and slipped his throbbing, shrinking lump of meat into her mouth. Sucking frantically, she withdrew the last tasty drops of spunk into her slavering mouth. His body was lurching in delicious agony as she continued savagely sucking on the spent cock. Libby wanted it to stay hard. Her body was writhed with intense excitement. She continued sucking, hoping his prick would become rigid again. She wanted to be fucked and fucked and fucked by this wonderful man.
"Oh, honey," she whispered with delight when she felt the fleshy cock begin to swell again in her mouth.
Mike shuddered with pleasure as he, too, felt his cock beginning to throb with new excitement.
Still sucking his dick, she reached under his big crinkly balls and gently slipped her finger up into his quivering asshole. It was like an exciting electric shock racing through Mike's body when he felt her finger inside his sensitive bung.
"Oh, Christ, Libby!" he groaned with unrestrained joy.
She could feel his cock throbbing and swelling in her mouth as she gently swirled her little finger around in his dark, hot shitter.
When his rod was fully erect, Mike drew the girl up into his arms.
"Oh, God, Libby, I love you," he gasped into her ear. "Let's go into the bedroom."
After that first night, Libby spent more and more time at Mike's apartment. While still living with, and enjoying the company of her family, she stayed with Mike two or three nights a week.
She had brought him over to meet her friends, and although he found them a bit strange, he liked them, and in return they seemed to accept him as Libby's old man. She continued having sex and fun with her family when she wasn't with Mike.
At first he resented the fact that she preferred to spend Saturday nights with her friends, but gradually came to accept it as one of her special little oddities. He constantly proposed marriage, and although Libby was very fond of him, she always laughingly evaded the question.
Early that spring, she was having lunch downtown with Mike. She had an appointment with a doctor but had told Mike that she was going shopping. It was decided that they would have a late lunch at Polo's, and ten they would meet again for cocktails.
While waiting for their table, a tall blond man with a big friendly smile on his face rushed across the room toward them.
"Well, Ted!" exclaimed Mike when the man approached him. "Where have you been? I haven't seen you for months."
"Hi, Mike," he beamed. "It has been a long time."
"Ted," he said, turning to the girl, "I want you to meet Libby."
"Hi," he smiled.
"Hello, Ted," Libby softly replied.
"Old Ted here is my very best friend," continued Mike, "and we haven't seen each other for ages."
Mike insisted that Ted join tern for lunch. Sitting quietly, Libby listened to them reminisce over old times. There was a carefree buoyancy about the man that she liked.
When they had finished their lunch, Libby glanced down at her watch. "Oh, I didn't realize it was this late. I have to go. I'll meet you at five, honey," she said to Mike, kissing him on the cheek.
When she had gone, Mike turned to his friend. "She's really a great gal."
"You're telling me!" Ted gasped. "Where the hell did you meet her, you sly old dog."
"Oh, I've known her for a few months," was his reply.
"For a few months?" sighed Ted. "You must be worn out."
"Why should I be worn out?" Mike asked. "Shit," laughed his friend, "it wears me out watching her!"
"What the hell are you talking about?" Mike asked.
"Shit," Ted laughed, "who the hell are you trying to kid?"
"Sorry, Ted," replied Mike in a puzzled voice, "I honestly don't know what you're talking about."
"How long have you known her?" he asked again.
"Since last December," Mike replied.
"How well do you know her?" asked his friend. "Well enough to marry her if I can talk her into it," was Mike's reply.
Ted stared at him in disbelief.
"You really don't know, do you?" he gasped at Mike.
"Shit," snapped Mike, "you don't even make sense."
"Do you know what she does for a living?" Ted asked.
"Nothing," was the answer. "She lives with some friends."
Ted sat looking at his friend.
"Christ, Ted," Mike finally said, breaking the silence. "I don't understand you."
"My God, Mike," he suddenly blurted out, "she's a fuck artist."
"Are you crazy?"
"Hell no, I'm not crazy," was his reply. "I've seen her act three or four times."
"You must be mistaken," Mike hissed.
"Sorry Mike," was the soft reply. "I'd know her anywhere. She puts on one hell of a show with a big stud."
"But she couldn't," argued Mike. "She's with me most of the time."
"Maybe so," Ted sighed, "but she's on the stage at The Pink Stud every Saturday night."
When Libby left the doctor's office, her suspicions had been confirmed. She was pregnant.
Walking down the street, she was filled with a glowing excitement. She was thrilled that she was carrying Mike's baby, and she knew how happy he would be about it. He had asked her so many times to marry him, and now tonight she would accept.
She arrived at the lounge early, but Mike was already waiting for her.
"Hi, honey," she smiled, sitting down next to him.
Not answering, he just stared at her. Libby could tell he was half-drunk, something he seldom did.
"What's the matter, darling?" she asked.
"Libby," he replied in a dull voice, "have you ever heard of The Pink Stud?"
"Yes," she replied.
"What do you know about it?" he continued. "I work there," was her honest reply.
"On the stage?"
"Yes."
Getting to his feet, Mike laid some money on the table.
"Here's your fucking cab fare," he whispered as he quietly walked away.
Libby never saw him again.