Babe's idea of unwinding after their intense lovemaking was to float on her back. Chris was content to just lean back and watch her.
"That was fantastic," he declared.
"I've had worse," Babe teased.
"Who are you, anyway?" asked Chris. "I mean, how'd you manage to get in?"
"Female ingenuity."
"Could you be a little more vague?"
Babe sighed, feigning exasperation, and swam into his arms. "I came here to see you and the rest of the Boys. You see, I'm the leader of a band. We want to be the opening act on your next tour."
"Oh," said Chris, looking very disappointed. "Now I understand."
"No, you don't," laughed Babe, slapping his chest. "What happened here was chemistry."
"Chemistry?"
"Yeah. You don't think I would screw you just to get a gig, do you?"
"Perish the thought," he shuddered sarcastically.
"I brought a tape for you to listen to. If you like what you hear and want us on the tour, great. If you don't…"
"If I don't?"
Babe dipped her hand into the water and stroked his cock. "Well, then. I guess I'll never see you again."
Chris quivered. "Yeah, well… I'm sure the tape will meet with my… satisfaction. The only problem is that the group makes decisions by unanimous vote. All five of us have to be in agreement."
"Two down, three to go," muttered Babe. "Huh?"
"Oh, nothing. Where would I find Jo Jo and Billy?"
Chris shrugged. "Your guess is as good as mine. The five of us inhabit this house like lost souls. We rarely see each other and, to tell the truth, we haven't done a hell of a lot of rehearsing."
"But they are somewhere in the house, right?"
"Right."
"Then I'll find them," said Babe confidently, lifting herself out of the tub.
"Good luck," Chris smirked. "Even if you locate all four of my business associates, they may not be as agreeable as I."
"Don't underestimate my powers of persuasion," said Babe, fetching a towel from a nearby closet.
Chris took one last look at her scrumptuous body before she wrapped herself in the towel.
"After what we just did," he replied, "I wouldn't dare."
Babe blew him a kiss and headed for the door.
Her search for the rest of The Boys proved to be a piece of cake. No sooner had she left Chris than she found both Jo Jo and Billy pumping iron in the gymnasium. At first, the keyboard player and the bassist didn't notice her standing there in her wraparound. Each of them was preoccupied with lifting weights, exercising their upper body muscles, dressed in red warm-up suits and wearing sweat bands that kept their shaggy brown hair in place.
Hands on her hips, Babe slowly approached them. "Well, hello," she pleasantly greeted.
Jo Jo practically dropped fifty pounds of iron on his foot. Billy slowly lowered his weights to the mat. "Well, hello yourself," he replied.
"Keeping in shape?" asked Babe, putting her hands behind her back and swaying to the left and right.
Jo Jo stared at her cleavage, brimming from the top of her towel. "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
"I'm your fairy godmother," she answered playfully. "I'm here to grant your every wish."
Jo Jo glanced at Billy who shrugged with amusement.
"What can I do for you boys?" asked Babe. "Hmm," Billy considered, playing along.
"Anything at all?"
"Name it."
"How about lending me your towel?" he said with a facetitious grin.
Without a second's hesitation, Babe peeled off the terry cloth and tossed it over.
Jo Jo and Billy stood side by side, staring in awe at Babe's naked body. She noticed the sudden bulge in the crotch of their sweat pants and sucked in her cheeks. "It appears you gentlemen are in need of some assistance," she casually observed.
Jo Jo and Billy again exchanged disbelieving _glances. "It appears so," Jo Jo anxiously concurred.
"I'll take care of that," Babe cheerfully assured them, kneeling down before her two admirers and reaching for their drawstrings. As she pulled out the knots, both of their sweat pants fell to their ankles, exposing them from the waist down. Both Jo Jo and Billy had enormous hard-ons.
Babe took one in her left hand and one in her right and began sliding her fists up and down their stiff shafts.
"My!" she exclaimed. "But you two are big. Is that what pumping iron does to you?" she wondered, acquainting herself with the substantial dimensions of their throbbing members. "Do they taste as good as they look?" she asked.
Jo Jo swallowed hard. "W-why don't you find out for yourself?" he suggested.
Babe giggled, then licked his cock as if it were a candy cane. Jo Jo took a deep breath and moaned softly.
"M-m-m-m," said Babe. "Delicious!"
"Mine's even better," chimed Billy.
Babe wrapped her wet lips around the knob of his prick and sampled his meat treat. "Ah-h," she determined. "Sweetest meat a girl could eat."
Babe leaned back and used her fingers to juggle their dangling balls. Jo Jo and Billy squirmed with delight, their taut tentacles of lust bobbing uncontrollably with titillation. Then, while she yanked one tool, she sucked the other, alternating every few minutes. One moment she'd be tugging on Jo Jo's hard rod while her mouth devoured Billy's swollen beefstick.
The next moment she would be greasing Jo Jo's pole while jerking off Billy.
By now, both of her partners were well into the spirit of things, improvising their own pleasure. They had Babe stretch out on one of the mats and began exploring her body with their hands and mouths. While Jo Jo Frenchkissed her, he groped her juggs and twisted her hard nipples between his fingertips. In the meantime, Billy acquainted himself with Babe's charms below the waist. He sucked her toes, then slowly slid his tongue up her shapely legs, licking her inner thighs before diving head-first into her alluring snatch. He used his thumbs to spread the tender pink petals of Babe's pussy, inserted his tongue and generously lapped her luscious, raw clit.
Squeezing her ripe flesh melons, Jo Jo made her nipples protrude, then bent down and sucked them one at a time. Babe used one free hand to reach up and stroke his dangling shaft, while. the other hand pressed down on the back of Billy's head, forcing his face into her torrid crotch. They made a hot combo of entwined limbs and writhing flesh. After conquering two members of the band just a short while ago. Babe was beginning to feel that familiar yearning in her loins all over again.
In the course of their menage a trois, the trio adjusted their positions. At one point, Babe was on all fours with Jo Jo kneeling before her, his cock in her mouth, and Billy kneeling behind her, balling her doggie-style. As Babe slid her tight, wet lips along his extended prick, Jo Jo held her head in his two hands and pumped his hips, driving his slick dick down her gulping throat. Billy brought up the rear by clutching the cheeks of Babe's beautiful ass and hammering her honeypot with his horny hardware.
Babe feasted on Jo Jo's phallus with incomparable flair. When she wasn't lapping his balls with her nimble tongue, she was grazing his sinewy shaft with her glossy, puckered lips.
She'd nibble gently on the bulbous crown of his cock, then close her mouth like a vise around its rim and force herself to consume the entire length of his swollen member in long, lingering strokes.
"Oh-h-h-h, you suck a mean cock, lady," he moaned, grasping her by the scruff of the neck and plunging his pleasure tool down her warm gullet.
Billy was equally pleased with Babe's snug but smooth love socket. Swivelling his hips, he stroked her thighs and skewered her saucy snatch. It was the best piece of pussy he had had in weeks. It was the only piece of pussy he had had in weeks and he intended to make the most of it. "Oh-h, man!" he exclaimed. "I could use some of this every hour of the day!"
"Save some for me, man," Jo Jo chuckled.
"You seem to be doing just fine on your end"
" Oh-h, yeah," Jo Jo agreed as Babe sucked harder. "But I'm a greedy son of a bitch. I want it all!"
Babe momentarily withdrew her mouth from Jo Jots meat whistle. "I've got an idea," she said.
"How about an endurance contest?"
Jo Jo and Billy exchanged bewildered glances.
"I'll do my best to make you guys come," Babe elaborated. "The one who holds out gets to have me all to himself."
"I'm game," said Billy, confident of his stamina.
"May the best man win," agreed Jo Jot anticipating victory.
Then Babe took charge. She made Billy lie down on his back while she straddled his hips and had Jo Jo stand astride Billy with his crotch in Babe's face. She guided Billy's cock into her cunt and once again enveloped Jo Jo's prick with her luscious mouth.
Babe did her best to tantalize both of them. While riding up and down on Billy's pillar of pleasure, she bobbed her head, sliding her stiff, rounded lips from the base of the crown of Jo Jo's throbbing pecker, fucking and sucking with her usual finesse. Neither of her lovers reacted to her intimate performance, trying hard to restrain their passions. But it didn't matter. Babe knew she could get both of them off with or without their cooperation.
She humped Billy in long, slow strokes, raking his chest with her fingernails as she pumped her juicy joybox from the tip of his towering tool to its hairy base, expanding and contracting her vaginal muscles in a deliberate attempt to get his rocks off prematurely.
Babe was just as merciless with Jo Jo, sucking his cock hard and fast, gobbling every inch of his meaty manhood, gliding her fingers up and down the back of his thighs, toying with his testicles and clawing his flexing buttocks.
"Uh! Uh-h-h!" Jo Jo grunted and groaned, gritting his teeth and struggling to hold back the climax that was building like a volcano in the pit of his groin. He tried to think of the least arousing things he could imagine, but all he could visualize was what he felt between his legs -Babe's hot mouth, thoroughly pleasuring his throbbing shaft.
Sensing that Jo Jo was in trouble and wouldn't last, Billy relaxed and allowed himself to enjoy the ride as Babe whittled his wang with her tight, titillating twat. Suddenly she seized his hands and pressed them against her breasts. A spark of excitation compelled Billy to keep his fingers wrapped around her jiggling juggs. In the meantime, Babe pinched his nipples and bore down on his looming rod. It was more than poor Billy could endure. He came with a violent shudder, gasping and cursing at the top of his lungs. A geyser of hot jizz erupted in Babe's grinding gash and didn't stop until Billy was completely satisfied.
"Guess it's just you and me, stud," Babe said to Jo Jo. "Think you can go the distance?"
"Like the man said, `you ain't seen nothin' yet,' " he replied. Jo Jo offered his hand and helped Babe to her feet. While Billy lay sprawled on the mat, limp as a fish out of water, Jo Jo led Babe to the high bar.
"I want you to reach up and get a good grip," he told her.
Babe stretched her arms upward. "I can't quite reach," she said.
Jo Jo placed his hands on her waist and lifted her. When Babe had her hands wrapped around the metal bar, he let go, suspending her a foot off the floor. "Now what?" she asked. "Chin ups?"
Jo Jo grinned, then moved closer, his naked body flush with hers. He wound his arms around Babe's thighs, spread them apart and hoisted her several inches. He then lowered her gaping pussy onto his prick, injecting her with his mighty missile of lust.
"Pump it, baby!" he commanded. "Let's see you flex your muscles!"
With an occasional boost from her partner, Babe did her chin-ups, tightening her vaginal muscles as she slid up and down Jo Jo's jutting javelin of a cock. Her big breasts became hard as a pair of boulders, her nipples sharp as a pair of bullets, her belly flat and taut, strained as she raised and lowered herself.
"O-o-o-o," cooed Babe as she descended, absorbing all eight inches of Jo Jo's rigid rod. "I never knew exercise could feel so good!"
As her tits bounced in front of his face, Jo Jo flicked his tongue like a lizard and licked her nipples. His dick was drenched with Babe's warm love juices, smoothly slicing into her velvety slit as she rose and plunged again and again.
"Keep pumpin', honey!" cried Jo Jo, clutching the cheeks of her ass and ramming his stiff spike deeper than ever into her creamy cunt. "Gimme that hot stuff, sweetheart!"
"Uh!" Babe grunted, grinding her gash. "I can't hold on much longer. My arms are getting tired."
"Then let go," he told her.
"But I'll fall."
"I've got you."
"Okay…"
Babe took her hands off the bar and wrapped her arms around Jo Jo's neck, cradling his face in her bosom. He hungrily feasted on her bulging boobs while she continued to ride his rigid rod, more securely embedded in her snug, succulent snatch.
"Ah-h-h-h!" she gasped, leaning back, thrusting her ripe nipples into his nibbling lips, writhing as he pierced her bush with his redhot pecker. "Fuck me, you horny bastard! Split me in two with that big dick of yours! Uh-h-h!"
Jo Jo slowly sank to his knees and lowered Babe gracefully onto the mat. He fucked her in the good old missionary position, running his hands all over her body and pounding his hips between her gaping thighs, forcing his firm phallus into her hot honeypot. Babe clawed his back like a wild beast until he seized her wrists and pinned them to the mat. In gleeful retaliation, Jo Jo sank his teeth into one of her tits and sucked hard on her helpless nipple.
"Oh-h-h-h, you fucking, animal!" Babe cursed, shivering with ecstasy.
Jo Jo chuckled and ran his tongue up her long, writhing neck. He licked her face and drooled in her ear, whispering, "Before I get through with you, you'll be beggin' for mercy!"
"Oh, yeah?" she scoffed. "Prove it!"
Jo Jo abruptly withdrew his cock. "Roll over on your belly," he demanded.
Babe obediently flipped onto her stomach, her legs wide apart. Jo Jo wasted no time. As he massaged the back of her thighs, he pressed his lips against the full, firm cheeks of her ass. Babe's cunt tingled with anticipation as he proceeded to lick her crack, his tongue thoroughly lubricating her anus. For good measure, he swabbed the saucy slit of her cunt, savoring her bittersweet love juices as they seeped from her raw, pink gash.
Shuddering with delight, Babe raised her crotch off the floor, lusting for his bold tongue. As he alternated between lapping her saucy snatch and scouring her asshole, she squirmed like a bitch in heat.
Babe didn't know which hole he intended to fuck, but when Jo Jo placed his hands on her butt and pried apart her plump cheeks, she braced herself for what promised to be at first a painful penetration. But instead of forcing his cock into her narrow anus, Jo Jo inserted his left pinkie. Babe flinched, then sighed with pleasure as he pumped his finger in and out of her tender socket.
Wrapping his right arm around her waist, Jo Jo lifted Babe off the mat and made her assume the doggie position. Then, while his finger continued plugging her asshole, he guided his prick into her eager beaver, slowly sliding every firm inch of his manhood to the hilt.
"Ah-h-h-h, yeah!" Babe gasped as he filled her with his throbbing tool. "Full speed ahead!"
Jo Jo porked her pussy and fingered her orifice with the synchronicity of a locomotive. As his dick shoved in, his pinkie pulled out. As his plinkie plunged forward, his dick withdrew. He was even able to grope her tits and twist her nipples with his free hand without missing a stroke.
"Oh-h! You filthy fucker!" cried Babe, loving every minute of it. It was like getting it from three different partners at one time.
Jo Jo turned up the heat by slipping his ring finger into Babe's tight backdoor. With two digits digging into her hot hole, and Jo Jo's stiff shaft slicing into her sweetmeat, she was beside herself with ecstasy. What made it even more enjoyable was that Jo Jo was in no hurry.
He screwed her slowly, deeply, grinding his rod into her creamy, pink cavern and rolling his fingers in her warm, wet hole.
"M-m-m-m, you're a wicked man!" she moaned, rocking back and forth into his deep thrusts.
"Are you beggin' for mercy?" he asked. "Hell, no!" she emphatically replied. "You aren't even close to exciting me."
"Ha!" he chuckled, knowing she was lying through her teeth. "Then I'd better do some thing about that."
What Jo Jo did was move his right hand along Babe's belly and into her damp crotch. He curled her pubic hair in his fingers, plucking a few strands, then delved into her gaping slit and pressed his middle finger against her juicy clit.
"Ah-h-h-h!" she cried, tantalized by his intimate touch. "O-o-o-o, yeah! Rub my clit! Ah-h-h!
Ah-h-h!"
While he stroked her lovebutton and plowed her passion pit, Jo Jo also squeezed another finger into Babe's anus. In full command he mercilessly manipulated her raging desire, teasing and pleasing her with savage delight. Faster and faster he plunged his prick into her quivering twat, cramming her bunhole with yet a fourth finger and whipping her hard, throbbing clit into an emotional frenzy.
"Ready to come?" he asked. "M-m-m-m, yeah!" Babe exclaimed.
"No way," he scoffed, slowing down the pace.
Babe looked over her shoulder. "Huh?"
"No way I'm gonna let you come unless you beg for mercy," he insisted.
Babe bit her lip in frustration. She was ready to explode but knew she couldn't reach orgasm unless he drove her to it. "Okay,"she conceded. "Mercy."
"You call that beggin'?" he laughed. "Try again. Louder."
"Mercy!" Babe shouted.
"Again!" he demanded. "Beg for it,bitch!"
"Oh-h-h! Have mercy! Uh-h! Give it to me good! Fuck my cunt! Rub my clit! Stick your fingers up my ass! O-oh! Please! Please! I'm begging you!"
"That's more like it," Jo Jo snickered, driving all five of his fingers into Babe's yawning trap. "Now you'll get the fucking you richly deserve!"
He began pounding his hips against the cheeks of her ass, drilling his tool deeply into her drooling gash, his right hand saturated as he ground his knuckles against her torrid clit.
As if Babe didn't have enough to handle, Billy suddenly knelt before her, brandishing a fresh hard-on in her face. "I hate to see a beautiful mouth go to waste," he smiled, guiding his stiff pole between her parted lips.
Babe willingly accepted his cock, rolling her tongue around its bloated head before gobbling his solid stem down to the balls. Billy rested his hands on the top of her head and pumped his plump pecker down her gulping throat.
Meanwhile, Jo Jo kept jamming his fingers into Babe's mineshaft, humped her hot honeypot and pinched her pink pearl of a clit while grunting, "Uh-h! Uh-h! Uh-h! What a cunt! O-oo! Ah-h-h-h!"
The harder he fucked her, the faster Babe feasted on Billy's delectable dick. Savoring her sweet sucking, he reached under her arms to clutch her dangling tits and yank her nipples.
"Oh-h-h-h!" Billy groaned. "Suck that cock! Oh-h, baby, yeah! Eat me! Chew that bone, bitch! Ah-h-h-h! I wanna' come in your hot mouth! M-m-m!"
Babe fucked and sucked with a vengeance, racing toward an awesome climax. Both cocks slid in and out, in and out at opposite ends of her body. Her asshole burned with pleasure, her clit a powderkeg about to ignite.
Billy was the first to come, grabbing Babe by the scruff of the neck, thrusting his cock as far into her mouth as it would go and unleashing a deluge of warm cream that she hungrily swallowewd. The taste of his rich essence was enough to trigger Babe's orgasm. She became as rigid as a statue, flexing every muscle in her body, her snatch tightening its grip on Jo Jo's jabbing joystick, absorbing every inch.
Then she quivered and quaked, digging her nails into the mat, her flesh moist with a cold sweat.
Jo Jo took one last stab at her slit, forcing his hard meat deep into her succulent cavern, injecting his white juice into her luscious love canal. He grunted and groaned, writhing in absolute ecstasy, grinding his cock in her velvety vise until every drop of his bittersweet sap had filled her to the core.
At the pinnacle of pleasure, Babe felt herself losing consciousness. Her head began to spin, her body felt electrified, black spots appeared before her eyes. She collapsed like a rag doll, the side of her face pressed against the mat, her mind sliding away into darkness…