Lou was making the rounds of the plant with a group of executives when their travels took them through the shipping department. Lou, on the fringe of the group, felt something brush past his pocket, but didn’t take much note of it.
In fact, the incident didn’t even register in his mind at all. That’s why he was so startled to put his hand in his coat pocket later and find a scrap of paper there. The paper had writing scrawled on it and the message was most illuminating. It said, “I want to get in on the fun. Call me at the bowling alley bar tonight at nine. Ask for Martha.”
Needless to say, Lou was on the phone at nine that evening. Any girl who could slip a piece of paper into his pocket so deftly must have the most delicate of fingers, and the thought of those delicate fingers toying with his rod was very stimulating.
Martha came to the phone the moment she was paged by the bartender. “Sorry I had to use that way of getting in touch with you,” she said, “but it seemed like the best way I could handle it.”
“That’s all right,” said Lou. “Now what can you tell me about yourself?”
“I’d rather tell you in person,” she replied. “Can I come over to see you tonight?”
“Well, I hadn’t anything planned. So it might be a good idea If you did drop over. Do you know the address?”
“Oh, yes, absolutely.”
“See you shortly then. Bye.”
It was less than half an hour later when the door bell rang. Lou went and opened it, then did a double take. The girl standing before him was a beautiful Negro. He recalled seeing her in the shipping room, but in her work clothes she hardly seemed so glamorous. Now she was exotic.
“Come on in,” said Lou, waving her into the living room.
“Surprised?” she asked, smiling.
“Well, maybe a little. Now tell me, how did you hear about our little fun and-games group?”
“You’ve got to be kidding,” she giggled. “Like everybody is hip to what’s happening with you and all the chicks around the factory. Didn’t you know that?”
“Well, I suspected as much and one of these days the whole deal a going to go up in smoke and me and Sid with it. But until then, it’s really a ball.”
“So I hear. And I thought I’d like to get n on some of the action myself. I want to see what you’re offering.”
“Glad you did. I’ll be perfectly frank with you, I’ve never been to bed with a colored woman before and it’s high time that I did.”
“Well, that makes us even, because I’ve never gone to bed with a white guy, either. It’s not that I’m prejudiced or anything,” she said, exhibiting a very coy smile, “it’s just that it never worked out that way. I’ll be experimenting the me as you will.”
“Would you like a drink before we get started?”
“No, I’m. too keyed up for that. Let’s hold off the drink until we’ve had at least one good piece of ass under our belts. Then I think I’ll enjoy it more.”
“Whatever you say, love. The bedroom’s right this way.”
Inside the bedroom, Martha began to unbutton her blouse, but Lou stopped her.
“Let me do that for you,” he smiled.
“If you like,” she replied.
He went to her and took her in his arms. Then he put his lips to hers and ran his tongue over her warm lips. Her own tongue came slipping out and met with his, caressing it gently. Then her mouth parted a bit wider and he found his tongue being sucked into space as if by magnet. Mmmmmm, thought Lou, savoring the warmth of her mouth. Mmmmm, that feels pretty good.
They stood in this position for several minutes, kissing each other warmly. The heat of their bodies came through their clothing and made each other feel just a bit more passionate. It was apparently going to be a very long and delightful night for them both.
Lou began working on the buttons that Martha hadn’t reached yet, and in a moment her blouse was open all the way. She helped him to slip it over her shoulders. Then he took a good look at her breasts, nestled comfortably in her bra. They weren’t enormous, but they were quite large and well formed. He turned her around and undid her bra, feeling the breasts sag just a bit when the support was taken away. Then he turned her around and took a better look at her breasts. Their shape was almost cucumber-like and the nipples were so pointy that they seemed almost lethal. He put his mouth around the nipples and sucked in hard. The taste was electrifying. He tried the other and then when that one was well coated with his saliva he went back to the first one again.
Martha, meanwhile, stood there placidly, letting Lou have his will with her body.
Lou tried every trick that he knew with breasts. He flicked at the tips with the edge of his tongue, he sucked at them, he covered the entire breast with soft kisses, and he put his head deep into their hollow and savored the animal heat that emanated from there. When he had his fill of that area, he moved on to other places. First he undid the zipper on the side of her skirt and when it opened he had her step out of it. She was wearing panty hose and he began inching the panties down over her well-rounded hips just an inch or so at a time to prolong the pleasure of seeing her standing before him in the complete nude. Her buttocks were enormous and he had to stretch the panty hose to their limit in order to pass over them. Then he dropped them to her ankles and had her step out of them. When be looked up he saw a delightful muff of coal black and brilliantly shiny pubic hair. It was curly and stiff, and when he pressed his face up against it, he felt a shiver of passion pass through his entire body.
Martha seemed to know what he wanted, so she spread her legs, and let him kiss her love spot from his squatting position. The taste was so electrifying to him that he knew he bad to have more – and right then! He reached up and spread the lips of her vulva with his fingertips, and when the cleft had parted, he thrust his tongue up into the spot. Martha squealed and spread her legs even wider to give him more room to operate. Her hands were on her hips and her head was thrust back, enjoying the action immensely.
Lou was having a pretty good time of it as well. The more he tasted of her love spot, the more he enjoyed it. Finally, the position he was in became ridiculously uncomfortable, so he moved her back until her Legs. touched the bed and when they did, she sat down and bent her knees to give him easy accessibility.
Now Lou went to work on her muff in earnest.
He tried every trick of cunnilingus that he knew, and even improvised a few along the way. And Martha loved every moment of it. Her juices were flowing at a steady rate, and her hips were moving in the action of sex continually.
“Why don’t you peel out of those clothes and join me?” she asked, looking down at his still fully clothed body.
“Oh, I don’t know, I guess I ought to by now,” he said, chuckling to himself for being so carried away that he didn’t even think to disrobe. He stood up from his position and in a twinkling he had removed his clothing and was on the bed beside her.
“You had your chance to do your thing,” she whispered in his ear. “Now let me do mine.”
“Be my guest.”
She slithered around on the bed until she was at eye level with his rod. Then she began licking it all over with her soft, wet tongue. Martha knew bow to handle a man’s rod all right, and she apparently enjoyed it as much as her subject. All during her performance, she kept up a steady humming and other assorted sensual noises that made Lou even more excited than ever. When Martha had completely anointed the rod with her saliva, she lowered her aim to his scrotum. First she took the left testicle in her mouth and sucked on it until he screamed with delight. Then she shifted to the right one and did the same thing. When that was accomplished, she took both of them in,her mouth and rolled them around until the sensation was enough to drive Lou nearly mad with passion.
“How do you like me so far?” she asked, looking up at him.
“Only the greatest,” he sighed “You ain’t too bad, yourself, you know.”
“Well, I work hard at it.”
“I got that cock of yours all primed up and ready to spout. How you want to get it off?”
“I think it’d blow the second it got near that pussy of yours, so why don’t we finish this one off with a sixty-nine and try some other stuff on the next go around.”
“Suits me, baby.”
With Lou on his back, Martha climbed atop him and gently lowered her muff down over his face. Then she draped her lips over his rod and proceeded to suck at it so ferociously that he could barely control his orgasm. As it was, he only lasted for another ten or fifteen seconds before his juice poured from his rod and into her waiting lips.
Meanwhile, on the other end of the bed, Lou’s tongue was drawing the fluid out of Martha’s slot in torrents. She was jerking herself about so frantically as the tongue worked its wonders that he had to reach up and take her by those magnificent buttocks to hold her steady on top of his face.
They came simultaneously, and for several moments the room was enveloped in silence as they both went through their period of recovery. It had been a most energetic session, with still more to come.
They washed, returned to the living room, and had their drink – both of them completely in the nude. For the moment they forgot about sex and concentrated on each other, discussing past marital situations, and all of the other trivia that two people will talk about when they first meet. Then, when Lou’s strength had returned, they clasped hands and returned to the bedroom.
Martha took the straight-backed chair in Lou’s bedroom and placed it in the center of the room. “You sit on that for a minute, honey, and I’ll show you something about body control,” she said.
“Whatever you say,” he answered, seating himself on the chair with his rod firm and ready for action.
Martha swung her leg over his lap and pushed herself on top of him, letting the rod enter her body and slide slowly – very slowly all the way into her. And then she sat still. “Now I’m not going to move, and you’re not going to move,” she said coyly, “but we’re both going to get it on with my magic muscle.”
“You mean you’re going to WINK me off?” asked Lou.
“That’s right,” she said. “You just put your mouth over mine, and let me take care of everything else.”
Lou did as he was told and entered into one of the most outstanding sexual experiences of his lifetime.
As their tongues met and slithered over each other, Martha’s cunny began nipping and twitching at his rod. It began slowly, but then the pace began to grow faster and more furious with each passing moment. It winked, it bit, it literally devoured his organ and at no time did either of them move an outward muscle. It was incredible.
“You feel me come that time?” she asked him, taking her lips away from his for just a moment.
“Yes I did,” he replied. “And I’m going to be joining you very soon, I promise you.”
“Just take your time, baby,” she smiled. “I’m digging this as much as you are.”
Another two minutes passed, and the twitching of her cunny became absolutely unbearable. He had to unleash his sperm or go mad. The first jet poured into her, quickly followed by the second, third, and fourth. Incredibly, the pair still remained in the same position, with neither of them moving a hair. All of the action was taking place down in Martha’s warm, wet tunnel of love.
When their climax was over, they clung to each other like prize fighters after a contest. They had each given their all, and now each was showing due respect for the other. Again they washed up, and again they met in the living room for a drink.
“I sure am glad I heard about you,” Martha said, sipping her drink. “This has been a gas.”
“That goes for me, too,” Lou replied, leaning back on the sofa and closing his eyes for a moment. He was exhausted, but completely fulfilled.
“When do I get to come in on the big orgies you folks have around here?” she asked.
“Next time we have one, you’ll know about it, I promise you,” he answered.
“That trick of yours with the winking and blinking, ought to be the hit of the night.”
“Well, I hope so. I’ve been working at it long enough.”
“Can I freshen up your drink?”
“No, but you can do me another big favor.”
“Name it.”
“I still got a little fireworks down in my crotch, and I sure could use one more piece of tail before the night’s over.”
“Oh, man, I don’t know if I could help you there,” said Lou. “I’m really wiped out.”
“Couldn’t you try? Even for ME?”
“Sure, I’ll try. How would you like it?”
“Well, doggie style has always been one of my favorites. I like to have a cat hunched over me and sliding it in.”
“Now do you mean up the ass or still in the box, but through the back way?”
“I mean the second part. I’ve had it up the ass a few times, but it never did anything for me, really. I know some girls: dig it, but I’m not one of them.”
“Okay, honey, let’s make like a couple of bow-wows and go right up the alley together.”
In the bedroom once again, Martha had to take Lou’s rod to her lips and suck it furiously to get the erection back to a workable state. The prospect of mounting her from the rear did excite him quite a bit, but while the spirit was willing, the flesh was still extremely weak. Martha’s lips wouldn’t take no for an answer, and after several minutes of fierce fellation, it was firm and throbbing and ready for action. Martha went to the edge of the bed and leaned over so that her head and arms were resting on the mattress. “It’s better than me kneeling on the bed,” she said. “And since our height is just about perfect for us to match up, we might as well take advantage of it.”
Lou saw what she meant when be approached her from the rear. He was several inches taller than Martha, and by bending slightly he was able to secure entry and then have the advantage of his knees pushing him upward into her.
Martha moved her arms behind her body when she felt him near, and spread the cheeks of her buttocks to give him better access to her love spot. The opening was just perfect as he guided,the rod into it and felt it slip deeper and deeper into the recess of her body. Then the act began in earnest. His movements were much freer in this position than when he was assaulting Edna in the rear, because his feet were now both on the ground giving him much more stability.
Lou’s hands clutched Martha’s hips and pulled her to him every time he thrust forward, making her squeal with delight. She wasn’t exaggerating about how exciting this position was for her, because the love juice started erupting from her the moment he made his initial contact and continued to flow throughout the entire experience. She squealed, screamed deep within her throat, and squeezed her buttocks so tightly that Lou feared his organ might be squashed in the process.
“Harder, baby, harder,” she panted, moving her hips in time with his rhythm. “I want you to punch that thing in me all the way up to my heart. Come on, baby, do it.”
Lou, stimulated by Martha’s passion, pumped away even more fiercely than ever.
His thrusts were like the poundings of a pile driver, smashing, smashing, smashing into her rear end. The love juice from her cunny had dripped down into her crotch and overflowed to such a degree that it eventually began rolling down her legs. This made the area of her crotch so moist that with every thrust the juice splashed and splattered against them both.
Finally, Lou couldn’t contain his orgasm any longer. He seized her hips with fingers like steel bands, gritted his teeth, and drove into her like a complete madman. The first eruption of sperm drove deep into her body, making her squeal aloud and respond with an equal flow of her own. Then the second, third, and fourth bursts came in rapid fire succession and finally there was silence in the room, except for the heavy breathing of the two people who were still locked together. The session was over for the night.