Lindy Travis said exactly the same thing to herself the night before her departure for Vegas. Ron and Julie came over, took her to dinner, and went back to her apartment for drinks. When Ron went into the kitchen to get ice, Julie turned to Lindy and asked, "Did you dig fucking him?"
Lindy turned purple. She didn't know what to say.
"Ron. Did you like it?" Julie insisted, as if they were talking about the weather.
"You know?" Lindy asked, shocked.
"Of course," Julie said, lounging back on the couch.
"He told you?"
Julie nodded, her eyes expressionless.
"My God," Lindy murmured as Ron came back into the room.
"Here's the ice," Ron said, setting the bucket down on the coffee table. "You sure put it away for a girl your age," he told Lindy, who was refilling her glass with Scotch.
"I need it!" Lindy said, throwing a secret glance at Julie, sharing their common knowledge…
Julie and Lindy talked a bit about their plans for the next day. They would meet and go together, to the airport where Ron had scheduled a few photographers to be present. He was making the moat of this situation. Julie was going to accompany Lindy, and Ron would join them the day before the opening. He had things to get settled for Terry before he left.
"Oh, damn," Lindy said.
"What?" Ron asked…
"Mentioning Terry – that reminds me I haven't had a chance to call him. I promised." She truly had forgotten to call, although every night she climbed into her bed – with or without Gerry – she had thought of Terry Peerce and made a mental note to call him the next day. With all the rush and rehearsals, she'd forgotten.
"Hey, maybe I'll bring him to Vegas. He deserves a vacation," Ron said, his eyes bright, as they always were when he had an idea for publicity.
"Yes," Julie added, equally as brightly, "it would be great for the press – couple that with the party notices and we've got a romance brewing between the two!"
"Fantastic! We can have her dedicate a song to him when she opens. That'll clinch it…"
"Ron, let's drop a hint to one of the columns. Nothing strong, just a hint. Tomorrow."
Christ! I'm standing right here and they're talking about me as I'm some kind of damn wind-up doll! It was bad enough she had to live with the fact of having fucked Ron, and knowing that Julie was aware of the entire thing and it didn't bother her. Bother her, hell, it seemed to make her happy! But now she felt a really basic creeping dissatisfaction with the whole deal.
Oh hell, maybe it was the Scotch. Besides, she'd taken two diet pills to keep her weight down and she'd been flying all day, running through the dances like crazy, and now she was trying to cool out and she didn't dare let them see her take a Valium. Valium, hell, I need a sleeping pill to knock me out! Wake me in Vegas. I've got to get some rest!
Lindy got up. "I'll be right back," she said, and walked down the hall to the bathroom.
When she came back, Ron and Julie had strange expressions on their faces.
"What's up?" Lindy asked.
"Well, we thought…" Ron started.
"We figured that we should have a little going-away celebration," Julie purred, slipping her shoes off.
"So I called Terry and told him to get his ass over here and say goodbye to you." Ron took his shoes off.
"At this hour?" Lindy asked, sitting down on the floor between them.
"It's only eleven-thirty. The night's young. So are you." Julie lit a cigarette. The grin on her face was one Lindy hadn't seen before. Strange…
"Young night. Young kids. I toast the upcoming stars, Lindy and Terry!" Ron raised his glass. Julie did the same. Lindy didn't move a muscle.
In a few seconds – the silence in the room was heavy – Ron sighed, slouched in his seat, and spread his legs. As Lindy watched breathlessly with Julie looking on with a happy lusty expression, Ron pulled his huge cock from his pants and started playing with it.
"Did you suck it, Lindy?" Julie asked.
Lindy turned to her with a horrified expression. "How can you ask such a thing?"
"Hey, Lindy, don't get upset. Sex is something we all share, that's all. It's not business, it's pleasure. And what's worse than all business and ho pleasure?" Ron's cock was getting hard.
"I don't… I don't understand this!" Lindy protested, putting her hands at the sides of her head.
"Sure you do, darling," Julie whispered, touching Lindy's forehead. "We love you and care about you and want you to share everything with us. Don't you feel the same way?"
"Yes, but not about…"
"Come on, Lindy, cut the shit!" Ron said sharply. "What the hell were you doing that night, kicking your feet in the air as you screamed out for my cock?"
"I didn't!"
"Yes, you did!" Ron was opening his pants more now, pulling them down to his thighs.
"Did you suck his dick?!" Julie asked, getting turned on watching the girl pretending to be upset – actually, Lindy was upset, but they didn't believe it – and seeing her husband playing with his huge tool across from her.
Lindy shuddered and then looked up at Ron's cock. She had to admit that it was irresistible.
"A little," she said softly, and then closed her eyes. Terry! What would Terry think – why did they have to involve him?
"Give me a little sucking now, huh?" Ron asked.
Lindy flashed a look at Julie. The woman nodded slowly, eager to see the pretty girl go down on Ron's cock.
"I don't know," Lindy muttered, taking the last of her drink down into her hot stomach.
"Oh, come on. Your mom used to be called the best cocksucker in town!" Ron said it sharply, quickly.
There was a moment of silence. Lindy glared at him. She wasn't mad because he'd desecrated the good name of her mother – the truth was, Susan Travis had been the best damn cocksucker in the world – but because he was comparing her with the famous dead woman. And Lindy wanted to beat her mother in everything. Sucking cock included. I'll show you!
In a flash, Lindy was on her knees between Ron's legs, pulling his pants down and off his body. Then his shorts, and his socks. He pushed his ass forward till his balls hung over the edge of the couch and held his dick gut, pointing directly at her face.
She stared at him with venom in her eyes. "You'll see who sucks cock!" she said.
She was determined – especially since she'd never really sucked cock in her life! Yes, she'd had dicks in her mouth, Ron's included, but as for really giving a good blow job, she didn't know from shit. But she'd learn, right now, on this huge tool, between the hairy legs, above the gigantic hairy throbbing balls, in front of the woman who, herself, was probably one of the best oralists in the world!
Lindy slammed her head down on his dick till it pushed into her throat. And she kept it there, for as long as she could stand it, rubbing her hands over his balls, feeling the cockhead growing in her throat.
"Not a bad start," Julie said softly. Lindy couldn't see, but Julie was standing up now, taking off her clothes. Lindy couldn't see anything but Ron Feldman's pubic hairs. And, at this wild and daring moment, they were the most beautiful things in the world.
"Suck me, baby! Suck me good and hard and make me come!" Ron shoved his hips upwards, forcing his cock even deeper into her throat. She couldn't take it – she pulled off and grabbed his dick in her hands.
She pulled it down between his legs and started kissing it. She actually kissed it, with little smacking noises, licking the tip over and over, especially between the slit and around the ridge. It was purple, and the thick shaft was lined with bulging veins. She hadn't seen it before in such bright light. It was incredible, beautiful, and she was hungry for it.
"Take him, beautiful, take him all down," Julie chanted. She had stripped down to her panties by now.
Ron glanced up at her and said, "Far fucking out, my darling," with a look of sarcasm. He knew Julie would just as well have the girl sucking between her legs. But there would be time for that later.
Julie moved her hands down to the base of Ron's cock and put her lips back over the tip. She moved down slowly, wiping the tip with her tongue as she forced the tightness down as far as possible. Then her mouth filled with saliva and, stroking his cock with her hands, she moved her head up and down, taking him in rhythm, feeling the hard manly shaft running, over her teeth and tongue and the roof of her mouth.
"Do it, baby! Do it!" Ron said, bringing his legs up on the couch. His asshole was visible now, and Lindy brought her fingers around and played with it, rubbing it, rubbing his balls, driving him wild.
Julie came over to them and knelt down next to Lindy. The girl paid no attention; she was lost in a frenzy of cocksucking and she wanted desperately to taste Ron's cum. She wanted to feel it filling her mouth. She wondered what it would taste like. She wondered how much of it there would be. She wondered how soon it would happen…
"Do it good, baby! You're fantastic!" Ron was in ecstasy. Lindy was doing as good as Ron had ever been done, and her face was beaded with sweat and her eyes were full of a fiery passion that drove him on.
Julie reached over and started fondling Ron's balls along with Lindy, and then she put one hand out and grabbed Lindy's left breast and held it tight. Lindy glanced her way and registered that the woman was completely nude, but kept sucking on Ron's dick. She was addicted now, driven, crazed.
"I'm gonna come! I'm gonna fuck your mouth, you little bitch!" Ron pumped his ass on the couch and held his breath. He felt the cream coming up his shaft.
Lindy lifted her head from his cock. Her entire face was covered with saliva and sweat. "Better than Mom?" she asked out loud, and went back down on his dick.
"Better than anyone! Fuck!" Ron Shouted and arched his hips again. He wanted to hold off longer but he knew he had gone too far. He was going to shoot in a second.
Julie started breathing hard, holding her husband's balls and Lindy's hard young breast.
And then the doorbell rang. Lindy didn't pay any attention and Ron didn't even hear it ring. Julie shouted, "COME IN!"
"I'm coming!" Ron screamed as the door opened.
"Do it baby! Suck his cum!" Julie yelled.
And Terry Peerce stood there, frozen, in a state of shock. He gasped and took a step back.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Christ!" Ron yelled and collapsed back into the chair. His load started pouring into the beautiful girl's mouth.
Terry turned and started out the door, walking as if he were in his sleep.
"Come here, Terry," Julie screamed, and jumped up and, grabbed him. She slammed the door and pushed him over to Ron and Julie, forcing him down on his knees so he would see the cum that was running down the girl's chin.
Ron's cock was exploding shot after shot of jism into Lindy's mouth, and she was choking trying to swallow all of it. It ran out of her mouth and dribbled down her chin onto the floor. She had tears in her eyes and she wasn't aware that anyone else had entered the room. She was lost in a new world of sexual excitement. The cream tasted sweet, thick, good. She wanted it all, to lick it and, swallow it and bathe her body in it.
Terry knelt there, in his blue jacket and jeans, his eyes all but bulging out of his head. Ron was naked from the waist down, his cock stuffed inside Lindy's mouth, and Julie stood there, naked, watching. He couldn't believe it. And his cock was as hard as could be, bursting his pants. He'd never imagined something like this would be happening!
Finally Ron pulled back and his huge dick dropped from Lindy's mouth. She sat there with her eyes closed, trying to catch her breath. She wiped the cum from her lips. Then she opened her eyes and said, "Oh, Terry…"
Terry felt a sudden fear run through him. He guessed it – Lindy didn't know he was there, and she wasn't pleased that he had been invited. He thought at first it was because she didn't like him – hell, she had promised to call and hadn't done it – but then he realized it was because Lindy felt embarrassed.
"Do you… do you people do this regularly?" he asked.
Ron and Julie broke up into laughter. Lindy suddenly started crying, jumped up, and ran into the bedroom, slamming the door.
"What did I say?" Terry asked.
"Nothing, baby, nothing," Julie said, tugging on his jacket.
Ron just watched, as his cock started to hang softly between his legs.
Terry stood up as Julie took his jacket. "I didn't mean to…"
"Listen," Julie said with finality, "she needs a good cry, that's all."
Terry stopped and gave up. He wouldn't say another thing, he'd just go with it. After what had happened with Julie the other day, he was ready for anything – or just about anything. Most of all, though, he hoped Lindy would come out of the bedroom.
He looked down at Ron's cock – man, it was the biggest he'd ever seen, even now when it was soft. It hung down, over his balls, glistening with Lindy's saliva and his own cum.
"Interested?" Ron said, looking up at him.
Terry blushed; "Oh, no, I just… I mean I couldn't help but…"
"It's fucking huge, it's a fucking monster, so say it," Julie said casually, reaching around Terry to unbuckle his belt.
"Yeah, it sure is big, Ron," he stuttered.
"I hear you've got a nice one on you, too," Ron said, rubbing his hand down over his wet balls.
Terry flashed a look of surprise. "Who told you that?"
"I did," Julie said, pulling Terry's pants down. His cock was pushing through his underwear. She put her hand over it and rubbed it.
"You know?" he asked Ron.
"Sure, just like Julie knows I fucked Terry the night of that press party."
Terry leaned back against the naked woman playing with his cock. "Jesus fucking Christ," he said, lost in this new crazy reality he was caught in.
Julie pulled his shorts down and his hard young cock leapt up. Before he could move, Ron had his head on it and took all of it into his mouth. Julie grabbed Terry's buttocks and caressed them.
Terry looked down. Ron is sucking my cock! Like wife, like husband. It was too much to believe. He found too that he wasn't afraid any more, and it didn't even bother him that, another guy was sucking on his dick. It felt great, that was all he knew. And Ron sure knew how to do it – he was even better than Julie had been!
"Baby, baby, baby," Julie muttered, taking his shirt off. She pressed her naked breasts to his back and his flesh shivered and trembled and his balls grew tight. Ron sucked wildly, feeling his own dick rising again, pulling the hard young cock deep into his mouth, then releasing it to the tip, swirling his tongue over the hard ridged tip, and then back down his throat again. He'd wanted to suck Terry's cock since the day he met him – and now he was doing it.
Julie moved, down his back, crouching behind him, and forced his buttocks apart. She remembered what he liked. She put her tongue between his ass cheeks and wiggled it. He moaned. Then she found the hole of his ass and started pressing wet kisses on it as Ron sucked his cock and fondled his nuts. Husband and wife, what a team, sucking on each end.
Ron pulled his head off Terry's dick for a second and said, "Hear you like to get fucked…"
Before Terry could answer, Ron was back sucking, but Julie got the message. She pulled her head away and replaced her tongue with her fingers. She knelt there, steadying herself, and pressed two fingers against his anal opening.
Terry gasped and spread his legs, holding his ass cheeks wide open. "Fuck me, Julie," he begged.
Julie pushed hard and her fingers started up his hot rubbery canal, pushing his ass muscles apart painfully.
"Put them up there, yes, please," the boy begged as he felt the woman's long slender fingers beginning to fuck him. "I'm gonna come!"
Julie shoved hard till her two fingers were buried up his young hard male asshole. She stuffed her other hand up her burning cunt and watched between his legs as her husband's body moved in fast back-and-forth strokes, his hard cock bounding between his hairy thighs.
"I'm coming… oh, Jesus, Ron… Julie," Terry moaned, unable to stand the pleasure any longer.
"Feel these fingers up your asshole, teen idol," Julie said in a fit of passion. She shoved hard, digging her nails up his asshole.
"Oh… oh… ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Terry held tightly to his spread asshole and let go. His cock exploded down Ron's throat and every drop of his pent-up thick hot semen was swallowed, consumed, sucked from his cock. He spurted again and again – it seemed to go on forever. And as it happened, Julie whispered, "That's it, Terry. Come a load, fuck his mouth till he chokes! Fuck his face!"
Terry shoved forward as Ron held tightly to his throbbing balls and looked across the room Lindy was standing there, bare naked, at the end of the hall, watching with a half-smile on her face. She was resigned. She was ready. Her face was tear-stained, but the sight of the good-looking boy standing there getting his rocks off with his cock down Ron's throat and Julie's fingers up his ass was too much. It was compelling, and as she walked into the living room – Terry was just pulling his dripping dick out of Ron's cum-filled mouth – she knew her life would never be quite the same.