When Babe came to, she saw Jo Jo and Billy hovering over her with relieved expressions. A cold, wet cloth had been applied to her forehead and she was covered with someone's warm-up jacket.
"Are you okay?" asked Billy.
"Mm, what happened?" she moaned.
"You passed out," said Jo Jo.
"Really?" Babe seemed surprised. "That never happened to me before. That was some workout!"
"I guess it got a little out of hand," said Billy apologetically.
"Are you kidding?" said Babe. "It was great! A little intense, but great."
"Can we get you anything?" asked Jo Jo. "A drink, perhaps?"
"No, thanks," said Babe, sitting up with the jacket against her chest. "Mind if I slip into this?"
Jo Jo shrugged. "By all means."
"Ah… this may sound a little weird," said Billy, "but we haven't been introduced." "I'm Babe McKay," she told him.
"Babe McKay? Hm-m. Sounds familiar." "I'm in the business."
"A singer?"
Babe nodded proudly. "Lead vocal in an allgirl band."
"No shit," grinned Billy.
"Yeah. That's why I'm here. I heard you guys are looking for an opening act."
"We're looking for our own act," smirked Jo Jo.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, we're trying to get our shit together."
"What's the problem?"
"His Royal Highness is on Cloud Nine." "Who? What?"
"Derek. We call him His Royal Highness. He's stoned out of his mind twenty-four hours a ay.
"Derek's a junkie?" gasped Babe.
"Worse," sighed Billy. "He's an alcoholic. His bloodstream's ninety proof."
"He sits around the house all day talking to himself," said Jo Jo. "He won't practice, he won't sober up. We thought that announcing a tour would pull us together, but instead we're on the brink of a breakup."
"Haven't the rest of you tried to help him?" asked Babe.
"Of course we have. But Derek won't listen to anybody. The guy's bent on self-destruction."
"This is terrible!" Babe shuddered. "Why is he doing this to himself?"
"He can't handle life in the fast lane," Jo Jo assumed. "The fame, the fortune, the whole rat race of getting to the top and staying there."
"Where is he, anyway?" asked Babe.
"The attic."
"Where?"
"Upstairs. In his own ivory tower. It's his hiding place from the world. He just sits up there and drinks all day."
"Can I see him?"
"If you like, but I have to warn you, he doesn't like visitors."
"Well, that's too bad," said Babe, rising to her feet. "I'm going up there right now and I'm not coming down until he comes with me." "Good luck," muttered Billy, casting a skeptic glance at Jo Jo.
Babe marched upstairs, determined to bring Derek to his senses. When she reached the attic at the top of a narrow flight of steps, however, she found the door locked. She rapped gently. No response. She knocked harder. No answer. She pounded on the door.
"Who's there?" A groffy voice demanded. "A friend," she replied.
"I don't have any," Derek shot back. "Go away!"
"Open up," Babe insisted. "I need to see you."
"I don't want to see anybody, friend or foe!" Babe sighed and tried a different tact. "I brought you something."
"I'm not hungry."
"Something to drink," she said.
There was a moment of silence, then Derek unlocked the door. As he opened it, Babe barged in.
"Hey! Who the hell are you, anyway?" Derek grumbled, garbed only in a black silk robe and holding an empty glass in his hand. His spiky brown hair was disheveled, his eyes at half-mast and his face shrouded with two-day's growth of beard.
"My name is Babe McKay," she introduced herself.
"Where's the booze?" he asked.
"You don't need anymore of that," said Babe, slamming the door shut.
"That's what you think," Derek muttered.
"My God," Babe shuddered. "Look at yourself."
"I'd rather not, thank you very much," he quipped, staggering around the attic, tripping over an assortment of accumulated junk. "Well, how do you like the place? I'd have tidied up if I knew you were coming." He tried to catch one more drop of whiskey on the tip of his tongue, but when he realized the glass was dry, he tossed it aside, smashing it against the wall. "This room is a replica of the inside of my brain," he rambled. "Note the clutter."
"Perhaps if you'd stop drinking, your mind would be clear," Babe suggested.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Whatever you say. Listen, I've got some scotch. Care for a sip?"
Babe gaped in disbelief as Derek reached into his robe pocket and pulled out a small bottle of whiskey. Impulsively, she snatched the booze from his hand and smashed the bottle against the wall.
"Are you crazy?" shouted Derek. "That was my last bottle!"
"Good," said Babe. "Now you can start sobering up."
"Why?"
"There's work to be done."
"Ah, work, work, work," Derek grimaced. "You've got a tour to prepare for," Babe reminded him.
"Fuck it. I resign. I don't want to be a rock star anymore. It sucks. Besides, I don't really have any talent."
"How can you say that?" gasped Babe, failing to her knees before him. "I worship you."
"Oh, yeah?" Derek belched. He reached into his robe and whipped out his cock. "Worship this. "
He was trying to shock her, but it was Derek who was shocked when Babe gladly wrapped her lips around his drooping appendage and tried to suck life into it. After a few minutes without success, Babe withdrew his mouth and looked up at him. "What's wrong?" she asked.
"Nothing," Derek replied. "I just can't get it up anymore."
"You mean…"
"I'm impotent," Derek admitted.
"Don't be silly," Babe scoffed. "It's just all the liquor you've been drinking."
"I wish it were," he sighed wistfully, "but the truth of the matter is that I went limp long before I became an alcoholic. That's one of the reasons I drown my sorrow."
"Were you ever able to have an erection?"
"Sure. In fact, I used to pop chicks around the clock, five or six of them a day. Maybe I wore my dick out. Anyway, when the groupies come by, I send them to Jo Jo or Billy or Chris or Ace."
"You poor thing!" cried Babe sympathetically, throwing her arms around his neck and pressing Derek's head against her bosom. "You're the lead singer of the world's hottest rock band and you can't even get it up."
"Yeah," he groaned. "What I wouldn't do to be able to perform again… on stage and in bed."
Babe pushed his head away. "What would you do?" she asked curiously.
"Huh?"
"Suppose I could get you off. How would you repay me?"
Derek shrugged. "Name your price."
"How about a gig as the opening act on your next tour."
"You?"
"And my band."
"Are you any good?"
Babe smiled and ran her fingernails along the lapel of his robe. "The best you'll ever have." "No, I meant your band," said Derek. "We're the best," claimed Babe. "Next to The Boys, of course."
"Of course," he immodestly agreed. "So it is a deal?"
Derek frowned doubtfully. "Don't waste your time. If the highest-priced hookers haven't been able to cure me, I doubt you'll have any success."
"It's worth a try," Babe murmured, slipping her hand into his robe and rubbing his chest.
"As you wish," shrugged Derek.
Babe tugged on the belt of his robe and unloosened the knot. As she slipped the silk garment off his shoulders, it fell silently to the floor. Totally naked, Derek just stood there and watched as Babe unzipped her warm-up jacket and unveiled her irresistible charms. He admired the voluptuous beauty of her body, but it had no immediate effect on his limp penis.
Undaunted, Babe reached out and grazed his chest with her long fingernails, sliding her hands along the sides of his slender torso. She noticed a mattress conveniently tucked in a corner of the room. "I want you to lie down," she told Derek.
The light-headed rock star flashed a silly grin, then trudged obediently to the mattress. As he reclined, Babe knelt beside him and began massaging his thighs. "Just relax," she murmured. "Close your eyes and relax. I'll take care of everything."
Babe explored his body with her soothing hands, kneading his weary muscles, pampering his flesh, keeping a watchful eye on his flaccid phallus. After a few moments of her tender caresses, Derek was fast asleep, but that didn't discourage Babe. She knew he was more likely to respond to her intimate touch in a state of total relaxation.
She bowed her head and let her curly mane of hair brush across his chest, down his belly and around his crotch and inner thighs. Then, while she rolled his testicles in the palm of her hand, she nibbled gently on his nipples, flicking her tongue and pressing her lips against his hard chest. Soon she was licking his belly, sliding her drooling tongue in and out of his belly button, skirting the fringes of his pubic hair, momentarily avoiding the cock to swab his bulging thighs.
Derek stirred in his sleep, but his prick was as soft as ever. Babe decided to apply intensive stimulation.- She began by rolling his flexible phallus between the palms of her hands, as if molding clay. She made a fist around the shaft and gently jerked his lazy member. She used her tongue to tickle his balls and tease the tender crown of his tool, igniting the first spark. Derek's dick started to bloom in her hand, expanding slowly, rising to a partial erection.
Pushing his love lever back against his belly, Babe licked its underside like a lollipop, in long, luscious strokes. Her talented tongue slid smoothly from his bloated sac to the bulbous head of his swelling manhood. Soon, Derek's cock was as vertical as a flagpole and Babe couldn't resist savoring its succulent mass. She spread her juicy lips and devoured his delectable dick, sliding her moist mouth up and down the rigid shaft of his throbbing pillar of pleasure.
Derek stirred again, this time flexing the taut muscles in his thighs, obviously responding to Babe's passionate cocksucking. She pumped his prick slowly, nibbling the knob, plunging her drooling mouth down the solid stem, drenching his raw meat with her warm saliva. And as she siphoned his hard hunk of beef, Babe bobbled his balls with her dainty fingers, titillating his testicles as she tantalized his tool.
Babe worked wonders with her swirling tongue, gaping lips and hungry mouth, alternating between sucking his rod in deep, lingering strokes and licking the entire length and breadth of his towering dick, amused as Derek squirmed half-asleep, half-awake, definitely aroused.
"O-o-o-o, you're so huge," she murmured softly, sensuously, stroking his ego as she stroked his manhood. "No wonder all the girls want to get into your zipper. You're packing the biggest sex pistol I've ever seen!" Which was a slight exaggeration, but Derek was buying it. He groaned in his semi-consciousness and smiled blissfully.
"M-m-m-m…" moaned Babe as she closed her lips tightly around his jutting joystick and bobbed her head up and down, up and down. As she stuffed her face with his succulent cock, she clawed his gaping thighs and curled his pubic hair with her twirling fingertips.
Derek's groaning grew louder and louder, his hips now writhing as Babe feasted on his looming love muscle from top to bottom. After romancing his bone for what seemed like hours, she paused to admire his firm phallus, drenched and glistening, pink and potent. Hot for some cock between her legs, Babe decided to mount his lusty lance and ride it for all it was worth.
She straddled Derek's hips, pried apart her juicy pussy lips with her fingertips and lowered her scintillating snatch onto her horny quarry.
As Derek's bulging boner penetrated her saucy squeezebox, Babe gasped with ecstasy, slowly sliding down his stiff shaft, impaled on his pulsating pleasure pole. Securely in the saddle, she set her love machine in motion, springing off her knees, rising and falling on Derek's rigid rocket. While she greased his pole, Babe leaned forward and slid her fingertips up his chest to his broad shoulders. Then, as she slowly clawed his flesh in a downward motion, the sensation woke Derek from his restless sleep. He opened his eyes and gazed up at Babe's smiling face. Then, when he peered down and saw her gaping gash bounding up and down on his hard cock, his lips spread into a big grin. "You did it!" he exclaimed. "I'm … I'm cured!"
"Shut up and fuck me," Babe demanded, grinding her pussy against his firm, phallic filet.
As Derek pumped his pecker up and into Babe's slick socket, he reached for her tits. He clutched her full, firm mounds and pinched her pert, pink nipples until they resembled a pair of eraser tips. Responding to his passionate touch, Babe leaned forward and dangled her boobs over his face. Derek flicked his tongue at her swaying nipples, lunged his head to nibble on her scrumptuous nuggets and took turns sucking each of her mouthwatering mammas.
Eluding his clutches, Babe leaned back and let him get a good look at her wet, yawning slit as it slid up and down his slick prick. She performed like an erotic bellydancer, her torso writhing, her hips jerking in and out, up and down, gyrating round and round, churning his husky flesh harpoon in her redhot, pleasure slot.
"Oh-h-h-h, Babe!" Derek sighed. "That feels so-o-o good!"
"You're not gonna come, are you?" she wondered anxiously.
"Oh, no, not yet," he assured her. "It's been so long… I don't even want to come. I just want to keep it up for as long as I can!"
"Good. That's the way I like my fuckin'… hard, deep and endless!"
"M-m-m… you're incredible," said Derek.
"M-m-m… you're damned right I am,"
Babe agreed. "So does this mean we get the gig?"
"What gig?"
Babe abruptly stopped moving.
"Only teasing! Only teasing!" laughed Derek.
"You'd better be," she warned. "I like getting fucked, but I don't like getting screwed. You know what they say about a woman's scorn."
"Hell hath no fury?"
"You'd better believe it, sweetheart. So, are we or are we not your opening act?" "That depends."
"On what?"
"On whether you perform encores."
"Honey," Babe replied, "you promise me that gig and I'll guarantee you get your own private encore each and every night."
It was a proposition Derek could hardly refuse. "It's a deal," he agreed, extending his hand.
When Babe reached to shake it, Derek grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her on top of him.
They embraced tightly, sealing the deal with a passionate kiss. Then Derek impetuously rolled Babe onto her back, assuming the missionary position. He tore his lips away from hers and declared, "Now let's really get down to business!"
Pinning her wrists to the mattress, Derek balled Babe in long, grinding strokes, burying his bone to the balls in her deep, damp tunnel of lust. Riveted beneath him, Babe spread her legs wide apart, welcoming his eager blade into the snug slot of her torrid twat.
"O-o-o, yeah! " gasped Derek as he spread her sweet, saucy snatch.
"Uh! Give it to me! Give it to me good!" cried Babe, spurring him on. "Drive that dick in deep!"
Derek's prowess surprised Babe. For a man who hadn't been able to get it up, let alone keep it up, for so long, he sure put this erection to good use. Despite his impulsive passion, Derek was in complete control of his lustful emotions. There didn't seem to be any danger of his coming prematurely. In fact, Babe wondered if she could hold out as long as he obviously intended.
Derek released her wrists so that he could fill his hands with Babe's sumptuous breasts. He stroked and squeezed her luscious tits, licking their stubby nipples with his long, slippery tongue. As he sucked hard on her pink flesh melons, Derek swivelled his pelvis, winding his hips between her creamy, thighs and goring her gaping gash. His hard meat simmered in her love gravy and delved into the deepest recesses of her vibrant cunt.
As Derek feasted on her jutting juggs, Babe buried her fingers in his thick brown hair and lifted her hips to meet the thrusts of his lunging love weapon. "Uh! Uh!" she grunted each time he pierced her sugar lips and filled her honeyhole with his throbbing manhood. The heat between them kept getting more and more intense. Babe hoisted her legs and locked her ankles against the small of his back in a desperate effort to accept more of his cock than he could spare. Derek kept right on pounding his power tool into her tight box, his balls lapping against her crotch as he entered and reentered her juicy crack. He was insatiable in his desire, revelling in his sexual reawakening.
Inspired by his potency and vigor, Derek forced Babe to untangle her legs, then took hold of her ankles and lifted her lower limbs off the mattress. He rested Babe's shapely calves against his chest and, kneeling before her, harpooned her drooling beaver with his darting dick.
"Oh-h-h! Oh-h-h!" Babe shuddered, massaging her breasts and rolling her head from side to side in absolute ecstasy.
While he skewered her succulent snatch, Derek ran his hands up and down Babe's legs and sank his teeth into one of her ankles. She squirmed with pain and pleasure, but begged for more. "Ohh-h, yeah! Yeah, baby! You're the king! M-m-m! You're number one with a bullet! Uh-h! Uh-h!
Prove it to me, baby! Take it to the limit! Oh-h-h!"
"So much for the A side," quipped Derek, gently lowering Babe's legs. "Let's try the flip side."
He rolled her over onto her stomach and had her assume the doggie position. Kneeling behind her, Derek reinserted his flesh torpedo into Babe's hot little honeypot. Clutching her waist, he slammed his hips against the firm cheeks on her ass, jamming his rigid ramrod harder and deeper than ever into her quivering twat.
Babe bit her lips and pressed her fingernails into the mattress as she savored the sweet sensation of Derek's bulging prick plunging again and again into her tight, titillated orifice.
She felt like an animal, a submissive bitch dominated by a beast in heat, overpowered by a lust that knew no shame or inhibition, a slave of her own wanton desire.
Derek's hands were all over even as he relentlessly prodded her helpless pussy. His fingers raked her arching back, pried apart her bulging buttocks, clutched her waist and reached for her dangling tits. As he groped her juggs, Derek furiously jerked his hips back and forth, repeatedly injecting his stiff shaft into her sultry slit. Babe wailed with delight, writhing in his grasp, trembling with ecstasy.
Like a racer aboard a streaking chariot, Derek wrapped hanks of her hair in his fists and leaned back, bumping and grinding his sweaty groin against her moist gash, grunts and groans punctuating his savage thrusts. "Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Mm! Oh! Ah!"
"Oh-h! Faster! Faster!" Babe pleaded. "Uh-h! Come on, baby! Uh-h! I want your cock!
Mm, yeah!"
Derek gleefully obliged, drilling her hole as if he had a jackhammer between his legs. He let go of Babe's hair so that he could clutch her thighs, bracing himself as he mercilessly banged her tender joybox. He could feel Babe's willpower weakening. She was close to coming and had he continued the fevered pace of his lustful indulgence, Babe wouldn't have lasted another minute. So he gradually slowed down to a near standstill.
"Oh, come on!" Babe squirmed in frustration. "Don't tease me!"
"Patience, luv. I aim to please, not tease," Derek reassured her. To prove it, he stroked her thighs and slipped one of his hands into her crotch. While he remained firmly embedded in her cunt, smoothly sliding his instrument of pleasure in and out, Derek delicately fingered Babe's excitable clit.
"Ah-h-h!" she gasped, straightening up so that her back was against his chest. She placed one hand on his hip and wound her other arm around his neck, twisting her head around to kiss him.
As he forced his tongue into Babe's gaping mouth, Derek cupped one of her breasts and continued rubbing her throbbing love button, his cock churning in her creamy snatch. Their passion ebbed and flowed like the waves on a calm but vast sea of emotion, up and down, in and out, through and through.
Salty tears of rapture streamed down Babe's face, trickling into both of their mouths.
"What's the matter?" asked Derek.
"Nothing," wept Babe. "It just feels so good!"
He chuckled, then licked the tears off her cheeks and resumed their intimacies. He twisted her hard nipples between his fingertips, rolled her juicy clit with his middle finger and pumped his raw prick up her tantalizing twat, more determined than ever to treat her to a finale she would never forget.
"Time out," said Derek, withdrawing his trusty tool.
"What's next?" asked Babe.
"I want you to sit on my face," he told her, reclining on the mattress. "I want to eat your pussy."
"Now you're talkin'," Babe enthusiastically consented. "Better yet… you do me and I'll do you," she suggested. "A la 69."
Derek smacked his lips in approval. "Babe, you're a girl after my own heart."
In no time flat, Babe had her cunt parked in Derek's face while her own mouth was buried in his crotch. Laying on his back with Babe on top, clutching the cheeks of her ass, Derek scoured her luscious pink slit with his curling, swirling tongue, savoring the bittersweet nectar that seeped from her scrumptuous twat.
Babe was just as hungry for his cock, licking his looming lovepole into shape, then exploring its dimensions with her drooling lips. Her mouth opened wide to receive his towering tool and richly sucked his crimson rod from head to scrotum, sliding smoothly and swiftly up and down its sinewy shaft.
Derek's tongue snapped like a whip, lashing Babe's luscious labia and titillating her sensitive clitoris. He probed and prodded her pink pearl, gluttonously smothering his lips in her saucy snatch, wallowing in her wet womb, raking her flexing buttocks as he feasted on her furry fissure.
Babe countered by grazing his cock with her teeth and clawing his gaping thighs. She tugged hard on the knob of his manhood with her puckered lips and massaged his bloated balls, sending shivers of ecstasy throughout Derek's writhing body. Her head bobbed faster and faster as she worked her mouth all the way up and down his throbbing member. She wanted him to come in her mouth. She wanted to taste his creamy essence.
Sensing that the end was near, Derek pulled out all the stops and drove his tongue deeper into Babe's grinding gash. He flicked and fluttered his drooling muscle, thoroughly tantalizing her burning clit.
"Mmm! Mmm!" moaned Babe, sucking harder and harder on his stiff dick, helplessly hurtling toward a powerful climax, desperate to make Derek come at the same time.
Racing to the finish line, Derek pressed his tongue against Babe's volatile love button and ignited her orgasm. Her cunt quivered in his grasp, creaming his face with her hot juice. "Mmm!
Mmm! Mmmmm!" she groaned, stuffing Derek's hard meat down her throat and squeezing his balls.
"Ah-h-h! Ah-h-h!" Derek gasped, stiffening his legs and firing his white hot paste into Babe's mouth. "AHHHHHH!"
Babe swallowed the first ejaculation, then removed her mouth from his prick and watched it bubble over like a volcano. As Derek's jizzum oozed from its cannon, Babe licked it like an ice cream cone. She wrapped her fist around the shaft and pumped until every drop of cum had been extracted and devoured.
When she was finished, Babe wiped her lips with her tongue and released Derek's shrivelling cock. Smiling contentedly, she cuddled in his embrace.
"How was that for an audition?" she asked.
Utterly exhausted but utterly satisfied, Derek could think of nothing else to say except, "Bravo."
The first date on The Boys' world tour was in Los Angeles and not only did the headliners rock the house, but their opening act was an immediate success. By the time the group had completed its set, the crowd was on its feet chanting, "Babe! Babe! Babe! Babe!" The girls were so well-received that Derek brought them back to join The Boys during their encores.
After the show, both groups were driven to the best hotel in town where they had a private celebration in the presidential suite. Everyone got roaring drunk on champagne and euphoria and before anyone knew what was happening, a full-scale orgy was in progress.
Kiki was the first to shed her clothes and inaugurated the festivities by going down on Ace, who casually stripped while she sucked his rising cock. Watching the two of them getting it on got everybody else in a horny mood. Suzy chose Billy, Candy paired with Chris, Babe tapped Jo Jo and Julia decided to take on both Derek and Henderson. Every one of them discarded their clothing, cleared furniture and got down on the floor for some hard-driving, no holds barred fucking and sucking to celebrate their rousing success and consummate their lucrative alliance.
After sufficiently fortifying his lusty lance with her luscious mouth, Kiki mounted Ace and slipped his dick deep into her creamy crack. She bounced up and down, flapping her big tits and greasing his pole with her juicy cunt. "O-o-o-o, yeah! Come on, baby! Grind it!" said Ace, clutching her waist and writhing beneath her. As she humped his horn, Kiki raked his belly with her sharp red fingernails and rolled her tongue around her glossy pink lips.
Meanwhile, Suzy and Billy indulged in some intense foreplay. She was stretched out on the floor, her legs spread wide with Billy's middle finger slowly sliding in and out of her pussy while he licked and sucked each of her pert, throbbing nipples. She, in turn, took his cock in hand and stroked his firm, flexing phallus, eager to sink his bulging manhood into her moist vaginal valley of passion.
Candy and Chris wasted no time agreeing on their method of pleasure. She was slouched on the couch with Chris kneeling between her gaping thighs, lapping her luscious labia with his drooling tongue. As he reached up to squeeze her tits and twist her jutting nipples between his fingertips, Chris rolled his tongue in lazy circles around and around Candy's tender clit, guiding her on a short cut to ecstasy.
Babe and Jo Jo were already intimately acquainted and felt free to take whatever liberties they so desired. She got down on all fours while he slipped her the hot beef injection from behind.
Babe squealed with delight as Jo Jo bumped her butt with his hard belly, jamming her juicy joybox with his taut, tantalizing tool.
It was Julie, however, who got off to the best start. Sprawled out on her back, she had Derek buried to his balls in her tight twat and Henderson straddling her shoulders, sliding his huge prick in and out of her gaping mouth. She pumped her hips to the rhythm of Derek's slow, grinding thrusts and sucked in her cheeks as she devoured every inch of Henderson's meaty manhood.
Joined at the crotch, Kiki and Ace wrestled for dominance. One minute Kiki would be on top, filling Ace's hands with her jiggling juggs while she bounced up and down on his looming love pole. The next minute, Ace would topple her and nail Kiki's ass to the floor, forcefully fucking her hot pussy until she begged for mercy.
By now, Suzy and Billy were involved in their own gymnastics, entwined in the sixty-nine position and having a picnic in each other's crotch. Suzy sucked and savored Billy's big cock as if she were a dog hungrily gnawing on a bone. Billy sank his nimble tongue deep into Suzy's mouthwatering muff and succulently swabbed her tantalized clitoris.
Chris had just finished up licking Candy's sweetmeat and was now pumping his plump pecker between her sugar walls. Laying on the seat of the couch with Chris kneeling between her yawning thighs, Candy pinched her nipples as she watched Chris' titantic tool slide smoothly in and out of her juicy crack. He stroked her thighs, grunted and groaned, grinding his organ deeper and deeper into her velvety gash.
In the meantime, Babe had her cheek against the floor, her ass up in the air and Jo Jo's long, hard prick drilling her lovehole from behind. Down and in he plunged, boring to the core of her tight tunnel of lust, piercing her throbbing pussy again and again and again.
Julie and her two frisky studs changed positions. She propped herself on her hands and knees to service Derek's stiff dick while Henderson humped her hot slit from behind. As she slid her thick lips back and forth over Derek's rigid rod, he caressed her cheek and hissed with sublime satisfaction. Henderson wasn't nearly as restrained. He clawed Julie's firm, rounded buttocks and pried apart the cheeks of her ass so he, could get a good look at his cock as it squeezed into her tight, juicy box. He grunted and groaned, passionately prodding her cunt with his meaty spear, delving deeply into her dark, damp den of desire.
Babe was the first to come, squealing with delight as Jo Jo jammed his joystick fast and hard into her creamy crevice, filling her to the brim with his sizzling sap. When he finally withdrew, Babe crawled over to where she had discarded her clothes and started to dress.
"Where are you going?" asked Jo Jo, stretched out on the floor.
"I'm tired," she replied. "I'm gonna take a shower and get some rest."
"Party-pooper," Jo Jo remarked.
"You're not leaving, are you?" said Candy, looking up from beneath Chris' hovering body. "I'll see you all tomorrow," Babe announced.
"Have fun."
"Good night," somebody moaned.
As she was walking out the door, Babe glanced back and noticed that everybody had converged into one pile of writhing flesh, groping and grinding, sucking and fucking. She smiled approvingly and closed the door behind her.
Babe trudged half way down the hotel corridor and let herself into her room. Once inside, she tossed the key onto the bed and undressed again en route to the bathroom. The plan was to shower, slip into something comfortable and get at least eight hours of sleep. Her mind was reeling from the band's triumphant concert appearance, but she had to unwind and prepare herself for the rest of what promised to be a grueling tour. She clicked on the television for companionship and shed the last of her undergarments, then entered the bathroom. She brushed her teeth while listening to rock videos and gargled in tune with a familiar song.
The shower rejuvenated Babe. Cleansing herself in the soothing hot spray, she imaged she was standing beneath a tropical waterfall. She slid a bar of soap against her smooth flesh, lathering her breasts, her belly and her inner thighs, scrubbing away the grime of a hard night's work and a hard night's pleasure. Her nipples grew hard as frothy suds streamed down her body, settling like sea foam in her pubic hair and dripping through the groove of her pouting pussy lips.
Invigorated by the sensation, she leaned back against the blue tile walls and spread her legs, allowing the shower spray to pour on her gaping slit. While the tingling warm water tantalized her twat, Babe lathered her hands, then applied her sudsy fingers to her throbbing clitoris.
She massaged her volatile lovebutton in slow, circular motions, titillating herself to the point of no return. Lust dictated that she masturbate to climax, drenching herself in waves of ecstasy.
But just as Babe was about to explode, she suddenly paused, realizing that something wasn't right. She turned off the water and listened carefully. There was no sound coming from the other room. She reached for a towel and wrapped it around her, then quietly, cautiously, stepped out of the bathtub.
Babe moved slowly to the doorway and peeked outside. The TV set had been turned off, but there wasn't anyone in the room. "Anybody there?" she asked nervously. There was no reply.
She inched her way into the room, sidestepping to the night table beside the bed and reaching for the telephone.
Suddenly a huge figure leaped out from behind the drawn window curtain. "Boo!"
Babe nearly jumped out of her skin. "Omigosh!" she gasped.
It was Bull, grinning from ear to ear. "Surprise! "
"How the hell did you get in here?" Babe angrily demanded to know.
The husky bodyguard flashed a credit card. "My little backstage pass."
"Well, get out!" she ordered.
"Oh, come on, Babe," Bull pouted. "That's no way to treat a guest."
"I don't want you here," Babe insisted.
"Would you please leave? Or do I have to call security?"
"But I am security."
"That does it," she said, heading for the phone.
As she reached for the receiver, Bull seized her wrist. Babe tugged her arm away from his grip.
"Allow me," he said, picking up the entire phone single-handedly. With one swift jerk, he pulled the wire out of the wall and tossed the equipment aside.
Babe gaped at him in surprise and fear. "What do you want?" she asked.
Bull snickered, his lecherous eyes scrutinizing her from head to toe. "I think you know," he said ominously. "Remember how you left me high and dry at the mansion? You owe me something and I'm here to collect."
"You must be crazy," Babe scoffed. "Do you actually think I'd allow a lowlife like you to lay his filthy hands on me?"
"Why not?" he laughed. "You've already fucked everybody else."
Babe slapped his face so hard that the palm of her hand stung.
But the blow merely amused Bull. Defiantly, he moved closer. "I've been thinking about that pussy of yours for a long time, thinking about how good it's gonna feel when I fuck you."
He suddenly reached out and tore the towel away, exposing Babe's nude body. She tried to cover her breasts and crotch with her hands and arms, but there was no hiding from Bull's leering eyes. "Nice tits," he smirked.
Babe slapped him again, even harder. "Ha!" he taunted. "Like you don't want it." She tried to slap him again, but Bull seized her wrist and twisted her arm behind her back. "Ow! You're hurting me," she complained.
"See? I can play rough, too," he told her. Babe tried to claw his face with her other hand, but Bull easily subdued her. She was helpless in his grasp, naked and vulnerable. "I'll… I'll scream!" she warned.
"Oh, I know you will," he assured her, running his tongue up her long neck and into her ear, sending shivers through her body. "Especially when I shove my big hard cock into your cunt!"
But Babe did not scream. In fact, she hardly resisted. She wanted this as much as he did, perhaps more so. She had never been with a man this strong, this bold, this capable of satisfying her most lustful desires. Anyway, it was useless to struggle. Babe was like a puppet in his clutches. She had no choice but to do whatever he wanted.
"Oh, yeah!" he groaned, tightening his grip on her arms, forcing her to thrust her big beautiful boobs in his face.
Babe closed her eyes and leaned back as Bull nibbled on her bountiful nuggets. He licked and bit her pert pink nipples until they resembled a pair of ripe cherries. Then he gluttonously sucked each sumptuous mound of flesh, making her swoon with ecstasy.
"M-m-m-m…" he moaned, milking her juggs with his salivating lips, grinding his groin against her belly, his stiff meat threatening to burst from his tight jeans.
"Think you're too good for me, huh?" Bull bitterly sneered, running his tongue up her chest and along her neck. "You only fuck rock stars, right? Well, I'm gonna show you what a real man is like!"
Bull covered her lips with his gaping mouth and jammed his tongue down her throat. He gradually released her wrists and used his hands to explore her body. He clutched and kneaded the firm but tender cheeks of her ass, stroked her smooth, shapely back and inserted his stubby fingers into her wet cunt.
Hot for his flesh, Babe unzipped his fly and reached inside his jeans, fumbling for his rigid rod. Bull shoved her away, sending her sprawling backwards onto the bed. "It's my party!" he growled.
Babe laid still while he stripped off his T-shirt, exposing his monolithic torso with its rippling muscles. She quivered with lust as she watched him unbuckle his belt and pull down his jeans, admiring his body as he stood naked above her, gazing in awe at his broad shoulders, flexing pectorals, slender waist and towering tool.
He stared down at her cunt, hungrily wetting his lips with his tongue. "I'll bet you've got a real tasty pussy," he said. "Yeah. I'll bet it tastes just fine!"
With a strength that astounded her, Bull squatted, wrapped his arms around Babe's thighs and lifted her right off the bed. She hung upside down, her legs spread apart, and her slit within inches of his mouth. As she dangled over the bed, Bull feasted on Babe's gaping gash.
"M-m-m-m, the flavor I savor!" he remarked, lapping her luscious labia, plunging his tongue into the creamy depths of her snatch, his whole mouth immersed in her muff as if sucking the juice out of an exotic fruit.
Babe moaned with undeniable pleasure, folding her arms and cradling her breasts, the blood rushing to her head. She felt as if she were weightless, floating in space, her calves draped over Bull's shoulders, his huge hands wrapped around her slender waist, holding her up. His wicked tongue toyed with Babe's throbbing clit, flicking her tender lovebutton as if it were a switch, swabbing it in long, drooling strokes, prodding her pink pearl until she twitched and trembled.
He thoroughly tantalized her succulent snatch, but deliberately stopped just shy of an orgasm. His purpose was to get her worked up for greater pleasures to follow, to make her hunger for more that he had in store.
He lowered Babe gently onto the bed and let her lay there for a few moments, writhing in frustration. "Oh-h-h-h!" she groaned, rubbing her cunt, shuddering as Bull looked on smugly.
Then, standing at the edge of the bed, brandishing his long, thick manhood, he coldly issued his command. "Get up, bitch! Get over here and suck my cock!"
Obediently, Babe rolled onto her side, then crawled on all fours to the edge of the bed, her face level with his crotch.
"That's right," Bull snickered, guiding his taut tool to Babe's parted lips. "Now lick my dick!"
She extended her tongue and glided its moist tip around the bloated head of his hefty hardon.
"O-o-o-o!" sighed Bull. "That sure feels nice!" As Babe continued to lap his sinewy shaft, he grinned contentedly. "Good girl. Lick it real good. Yeah! Don't neglect my balls.
Lick them, too! Lick 'em and take 'em in your mouth!" Babe complied, lapping then sucking his sagging sac, running her thick lips up and down the solid straight stem of his looming lance.
"Okay, Babe," he said. "Now open your pretty little mouth and eat my meat!"
Subservient to his request, Babe enveloped his fleshpole with her luscious lips and slowly devoured his prick to the ball. Bull placed his hands on each side of her head and began moving back and forth, pumping his passion prong in and out of her mouth.
"Oh-h, yeah!" he gasped. "Suck that dick!"
Bull's hands felt like a vise pressing against her skull, holding her head captive as he forced his phallus up and down her gullet. "O-o-o-o, that feels so good! M-m-m-m!" he taunted.
"You sure know how to suck cock, Babe! Yeah, I'll bet you love to eat dick!"
Indeed she did. In fact, giving head to Bull was as gratifying for Babe as having her pussy licked. His prick was so long and thick that the sensation of it sliding in and out of her mouth got her hotter by the minute.
"I'll bet you'd like me to come in your mouth, wouldn't you?" Bull chuckled, lunging into her gaping lips, grinding his hair crotch in her face. "O-o-o-o, yeah! Make you swallow my hot jizz! M-m-m!" He grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her head back, his cock slipping out of her mouth. "You want to suck me some more? Huh?"
"Yes!" Babe breathlessly replied.
"Then lie back," he commanded.
Babe reclined on the bed and Bull mounted her. He took her breasts in his two big hands and pushed them together, then wedged his saturated member between them and pumped. Babe looked down and watched as his taut torpedo slid back and forth between her tits, surging toward her face, then retreating. As the head of his prick rushed forward, she'd greet it with a flick of her tongue on its bulging, pink tip.
"Ah-h-h-h, yeah!" cried Bull, harpooning the tight space between her firm juggs. Then he moved up to straddle Babe's shoulders, resting his buttocks on her breasts. He took his cock in hand and rubbed it against her face, stroking her cheeks and slowly gliding its moist head along her forehead, down her nose and around the soft rim of her lips.
Then, leaning forward, he guided his meat missile back into Babe's mouth. "Eat it!" he gleefully demanded. "Suck that bone dry!"
Babe stroked his thighs as she sucked in her cheeks and siphoned his plunging shaft. Bull swivelled and jerked his hips, driving his dick deep into her gulping throat. "Ah! Ah! Ah!" he grunted as his rigid ramrod darted faster and faster, in and out of Babe's drooling orifice.
But just when it seemed that he was determined to come, Bull withdrew his wet wad and hopped off the bed. "Not bad," he arrogantly declared, "but you can do better."
Babe said nothing, submissively awaiting instructions, willing to honor any desire.
"What you need, my sweet little pet, is discipline," he decided. "Roll onto your belly."
Tingling with anticipation, Babe flipped over.
"Now lift that gorgeous butt of yours," he commanded.
Babe drew her knees up to her chest, hoisting her ass in the air.
"Good," said Bull, admiring her delightful derriere. Without warning, he slapped her bottom.
"Ow!" cried Babe.
The blow left a red handprint on the right cheek of her raw rump. Babe quivered with a combination of fear and titillation. "You deserve a spanking, you little bitch!" Bull snapped.
"Got to teach you a lesson. That one was for teasing me to get into the mansion."
"I-I'm sorry," Babe apologized.
"Shut up!" he shouted, spanking her again.
"Ah!" she flinched, the sting of his slap burning on the other cheek.
"That was for tricking me just to get at the Boys. This one," he said with another slap, "is for looking down your snotty little nose at me. And this one," he declared, hitting her harder than ever,
"is just for the hell of it."
Babe shuddered as the stings diminished. She expected another slap, but mercifully none was forthcoming.
"From now on, your ass is mine!" Bull insisted. "Understand?"
"Yes," Babe agreed. "Whatever you say."
"You're damn right, whatever I say. And you know what I say now? I say, I want to fuck your ass! You hear me?"
"Y-Yes, Bull."
"Then what are you waiting for, slut? Spread those gorgeous cheeks!"
With the side of her face pressing down on the bed, Babe reached behind her and pried apart her aching buttocks, revealing her tiny anus. Immediately aroused, Bull fell to his knees at the edge of the bed, leaned forward and stuck his tongue in her tight crack.
"Ah-h-h… " Babe moaned as he licked and lubricated her hot slot. The pain of Bull's spanking was replaced by the pleasure of his naughty mouthpiece. As he oiled her backdoor, Bull slipped a finger into her moist cunt and stirred her simmering juices until both orifices were sopping wet.
Then, as Babe held apart her tender buns, Bull stood up and directed his throbbing rod toward its tempting target. Babe whimpered as he gently pressed the tip of his tool against her narrow porthole. Bull reached down and clutched her hips. Then with a swift, brutal thrust, he pierced her asshole and drove his spike deep into her snug socket. Babe squealed like a sow, clenching her fists in anguish and ecstasy.
Bull proceeded to plug her delicate little hole, inch by inch, until pleasure began to outweigh pain. "Oh-h-h-h!" he groaned. "I love it when it's tight!"
Relishing his conquest, he ran his hands up and down Babe's sloping back, grinding his hips as he gored her throbbing anus. "How do you like it, Babe? How do you like getting your ass fucked?"
"M-m-m-m," she moaned in reply. "I love it!"
Bull chuckled with delight. "Yeah, I'll bet you do, you little tramp. I'll bet you love hard cock!"
"Every fuckin' inch of it!" she replied.
Babe's enthusiastic vulgarity amused and excited Bull. It provoked his lust and spurred his deep, savage thrusts. "Uh! Uh!" he grunted as he entered and reentered her horny hatch.
"Ohh-h-h! Gimme that hole!"
Each time he penetrated Babe's tight little tunnel, sharp charges of ecstasy flashed like lightning to various pleasure points throughout her body. Her twat tingled, her nipples throbbed, her limbs quivered as if jolted with electricity. It was more than she could bear, yet she hoped it would last forever.
"Now you know why they call me Bull," he boasted. "Not because I'm big and strong, but because I fuck like an animal!"
"You are an animal!" Babe exclaimed, writhing against his potent plunger. "A real stud!"
"That gets you hot, doesn't it?" "Yeah!" Babe admitted.
"Takin' it in your mouth and up your ass.. "Yes! Yes!"
"Where else?"
"M-m-m-m, in my pussy!"
"Is that where you want me to fuck you next?"
"Oh-h-h-h, yes!"
"You've got to beg for it, first!" "Oh-h-h-h! Fuck my pussy! Please!" "Huh? What was that?"
"Please… fuck my pussy!" "Again! "
"Ah-h-h-h!" she cried as he drilled his dick into her swelling anus.
"Please! Please! Stick your cock in my cunt and fuck the shit out of me!"
"Well," said Bull dryly. "If you insist…"
He slowly withdrew his stiff pole from Babe's yawning rectum and reinserted it in her seething snatch. As his swollen rod slid smoothly into her gaping slit, Babe propped herself up on her hands and knees, quivering and shuddering as she absorbed his entire manhood.
"Ah-h-h-h, that's better!" Bull remarked approvingly. "Not too tight, not too loose. Hot and juicy!"
He placed his hands on Babe's hips and began pumping his power tool in and out of her creamy cunthole. He started with slow, grinding strokes that got faster and faster, harder and harder.
Soon enough, Bull was battering her joybox, pounding his hard, muscular belly against the plump, rosy cheeks of Babe's lovely ass.
"Uh! Uh! Ah! Oh-h-h!" she gasped as he repeadedly prodded her pussy. Her flesh was aflame with desire, shivering as his rough hands roamed from one end of her body to another, squeezing her dangling tits, raking her ribs, clutching her waist as he slammed his stiff meat deeper and deeper into her wet womb.
Bull took his pleasure with vengeful glee. Too many times he had been passed over while Derek and the rest of The Boys got all the choice groupies, just because they were rich and famous. It was he who had the good looks, the great body and the kind of raw passion that could make any woman come like she never came before. Bull took out all his frustrations on Babe, skewering her succulent sweetmeat with his relentless rod of iron, ravishing her flesh and fulfilling her deepest desires.
"Come here!" he commanded, grabbing her by the hair and forcing her to rise to a kneeling position. As he continued to drive his hard dick up and into her hot slit, Bull wrapped one arm around her waist and fondled her breasts with his other hand.
"M-m-m-m…" Babe kept moaning as he juggled her juggs, pinched her nipples and ran his wet lips along her shoulder and up her neck. She reached back and caressed his jerking hips as he pricked her pussy again and again.
"Oh-h-h-h! Stick it to me, Bull!" she fretfully demanded. "Gimme that cock! Yeah! Fuck me good!"
"Easy, Babe,"' he cautioned, nibbling on her earlobe. "Got to make it last. We've got a lot more fuckin' to do!"
"Oh-h, yeah!" Babe agreed, writhing in his intimate embrace.
"Now lie down on your back," said Bull, withdrawing his cock. "I want to watch your face while I'm fuckin' your sweet pussy!"
Babe hit the bedspread and rolled over. Slowly, she parted her legs, exposing her moist beaver in all its gaping glory. Bull gazed admiringly at her wet pink slit fringed with curly tufts of pubic hair, his cock flexing with eagerness. He reached down and firmly grasped each of her ankles, then lifted her legs and held them straight up, wide apart.
"Stick it in," he told Babe, who gladly took his prick in hand and guided it into her deep cavern of lust.
Bull wedged every single inch of his manhood in Babe's luscious cunt. Clutching her ankles, he pumped his pelvis back and forth, jabbing her tender twat with his trusty tool. Babe watched as his pillar of solid meat slid in and out, in and out of her lovehole, his thick shaft glistening with her juices. She also got a titillating view of Bull's dynamic physique. As he plowed her, his bulging muscles flexed, shimmering with sweat. He was a hunk in every sense of the word, the stuff that Babe's wet dreams were made of. If she could just quell his anger, bring out the gentler side of him, she could pretend to be his little sex pet when, in fact, Bull would be the one at the end of Babe's leash.
"Oh-h! You're the best!" she raved, biting her lip as Bull slipped her the big one.
"The best you've ever had?" he asked.
"Nobody else comes close!"
"That's more like it," he said, bearing down on her insatiable cunt. Bull rested Babe's legs against his body and ran his hands up and down her thighs and calves. Leaning forward, he was able to reach her tits, squeezing her firm mounds until her nipples jutted like twin mountain peaks, pink and hard to the touch.
Then he separated her legs, forcing them wide apart as he wedged his crotch between her thighs and rammed his pulsing phallus harder and harder into the exquisite vise of her vibrant vagina. Clutching her waist, he pushed and pulled at the same time, savagely screwing her sweet, scintillating snatch until they both worked up a sweltering sweat.
As Babe wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck, Bull lifted her off the bed and fucked her standing up. She bobbed up and down, impaled on his pole, entwined like a snake in his powerful embrace. After pumping iron for most of his life, Bull considered Babe as light as a feather.
Their tongues mingled in a passionate, lingering kiss. Babe ran her fingers through his hair and rubbed her tits against his mighty chest, her hot pussy squirming atop his towering joystick.
Bull waltzed her around the room, then pinned her to a wall and nailed her nasty little lovenest with his hammer-hard cock.
"Oh-h-h-h! Oh-h-h!" she cried, her back to the wall, her ass cradled in his large, lascivious hands, his blunt instrument of pleasure relentlessly riveting her raw gash. "Oh-h-h-h! You're so big! So hard! It feels so good inside me!"
"It gets better and better!" bragged Bull, moving backward toward the bed. He momentarily released his grip on Babe's buttocks, practically relying on the awesome strength of his embedded cock to carry her. Impaled on his shaft, Babe had but to lock her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist to keep from falling.
Bull fell backward onto the bed, allowing Babe to assume the superior position. "Ride me, Babe!" he told her, relaxing while she did the work. "Ride the bull!"
Quivering with delight, Babe set her pelvis in motion, rising up and down, sliding her slick slit from the knob of his manhood to the base of its long, throbbing stem. As she pleasured his prick, Babe pleasured herself by caressing and clawing his bulging muscles, raking his chest and belly with her fingernails while he fondled her tits.
"Fuck that cock!" Bull demanded, pinching her ripe, jutting nipples and pumping his hips to meet the steady, grinding strokes of her creamy cunt. "Gimme that pussy, nice and easy!"
Writhing with ecstasy, Babe leaned back and fingered her clit while Bull's big dick surged in and out of her tight, juicy twat. The combination got her so hot that she panted like a beast in heat. She rubbed her throbbing lovebutton with one hand and squeezed her tits with the other, humping Bull's longhorn with a passion.
The bodacious bodyguard was just as turned on as Babe. It took all his strength and discipline to stave off the sweet satisfaction of coming then and there. The sight of Babe's gaping slit devouring his huge love muscle drove him wild, as did the aroma of her sex as it glistened on her fingers and drenched his hairy crotch. Bull was ready to pull out all the stops and give Babe the balling of her life.
Acting swiftly, he sat up and wrapped his arms around her waist. Before Babe knew what was happening, Bull pulled her down on top of him. He held her tightly for awhile, kissing her tempestuously, groping for her ass. Then Bull rolled over, assuming the missionary position, pinning Babe beneath him. He raised himself slightly and grinning down at Babe warned,
"I'm gonna fuck you like you've never been fucked before!"
She spread her legs as wide as possible to accommodate him. As Bull propelled his meat rocket, Babe lifted her breasts and offered her hard, protruding nipples to his hovering mouth.
Bull sucked hard on each scrumptuous tit as he prodded her plush pleasure pit with his potent prong.
"Oh-h, fuck me, Bull!" cried Babe, jerking her hips to the rhythm of his deep, grinding thrust. "M-m-m! M-m-m! Split me in two! Uhh-h! "
Bull banged her box with the force of a locomotive, plunging his prick in and out, in and out of her luscious love canal, his big hands gripping the firm, flexing cheeks of her ass, his hot tongue licking his writhing flesh and slithering deep into her gaping mouth. Delirious with lust, Babe clawed his back and hoisted her legs, providing maximum penetration. Her cunt burned with the friction of his relentless rod as it lunged back and forth within her. Her tender twat began to swell, becoming tighter and tighter. But the tighter it got, the better it felt for both of them.
"Ah-h-h-h, baby!" Bull groaned. "I-I can't hold back much longer!"
"Me, neither!" Babe shuddered. "Just a little longer! Uh-h! Gimme all you've got! M-m-m!
I want your cock so bad! Oh-h-h-h! We'll come together! M-m-m! Yeah, baby! Oh-h-h! Ohhh! "
"Here we go!" said Bull, taking a deep breath, then forging ahead. He put it to her harder, faster, deeper than ever, his hips snapping back and forth, up and down, in and out.
Babe lowered her legs and planted the heels of her feet on the bed, lifting her groin to absorb every hard inch of his darting love muscle. She squealed and grunted like an animal as the overwhelming sensation of his forceful thrusts sent her hurtling closer and closer toward orgasm. "Ah-h-h!" she wailed. "Ah-h-h! Ah-h-h! Ahh-h! Oh-h-h! Uh-h-h! M-m-m-m!"
Bull's cock churned her quivering honeypot, mercilessly delving into her creamy depths again and again and again, each jab of his meat harpoon more devastating than the one before it.
The action got so intense that Babe began to convulse, desperately thrashing her head from side to side, flailing her arms and slapping Bull on the sides of his head. "Uh-h-h-h!" she screamed. "Fuck me, you bastard! Fuck me! Uh-h-h-! Uh-h-h-h!"
Bull grabbed Babe's wrists to restrain her and pinned them to the bed. Then he put her out of her ecstasy by driving his stiff dick to the hilt of her sweet, saucy snatch. Babe was catapulted to the summit of absolute rapture, transcending the realm of her senses, achieving the ultimate pleasure. Her body stiffened, stars exploded before her eyes and the sound of utter satisfaction rose from her gasping gullet. "Ah-h! Ah-h! AH-H! AH-H-H!"
Bull climaxed simultaneously, his cock firing like a cannon within the warm, wet walls of her womb. As his rich, white love cream flowed into her, Babe begged him for a taste. "Hit my mouth!" she breathlessly implored. "Let me have your cum! Let me lick you clean!"
Bull hastily withdrew his gushing organ from her gaping gash and crawled forward, spilling his seed on her belly and breasts before he was able to stash his shaft in her drooling mouth. Babe sucked, savored and swallowed the rest of his bittersweet ooze before releasing his raw meat from the tender clutches of her sensuous lips.
Bull collapsed beside her, struggling to catch his breath and comprehend what had just happened.
After a long silence, both of them burst out laughing and when she found the strength, Babe scooted into the bathroom to cleanse herself.
Babe and Bull spent the rest of the night cuddling in bed, flipping channels on the television set with a remote control switch. At one point, they tuned in a video of The Boys' latest single.
"Turn off that crap," said Bull disdainfully. "But, honey," said Babe. "Those are your employers."
"Fuck 'em," Bull remarked.
"I already have," quipped Babe.
Bull held her tightly and grinned. "Sweetheart, you've fucked just about everybody."
"But not as good as I fucked you," she replied.
"I'll vouch for that," Bull conceded, giving her an appreciative kiss on the forehead. "Now that you're a big star, you don't have to fuck anybody to get ahead."
"No, I don't," she agreed. "Now I can fuck anybody just for fun."
"You don't intend to put out for The Boys anymore, do you?"
"Well, Bull," she teased, "I may not be able to keep them at arms distance. You know what they say, `boys will be boys.' "
"Yeah, well, now that you have your own personal bodyguard, it should be easy to separate the men from The Boys."
"Baby," she smiled, "you already have."
They kissed passionately, exploring each other's bodies with their hands. In all the renewed excitement, Bull's cock got hard again. While Babe stroked it, he clicked off the TV.
"Enough of that wimp music," said Bull. "I'd rather hear you sing."
"Oh, Bull," Babe hesitated. "After that concert tonight, I've got to rest my voice."
"Aw, come on, Babe," he coaxed. "Just one encore."
She glanced at him slyly. "So, it's an encore you want?"
"Yeah," he leered.
Babe pulled down the bedsheet, exposing Bull's naked body. Then, taking his stiff shaft into her fist as if it were a microphone, Babe lowered her lips to its swollen head and softly sang:
"A hard man is good to find,
Show me yours and I'll show you mine.
In any place, at any time,
A hard man is good to find. "
As the last note faded, Babe took Bull's manhood into her mouth and gave a command performance he'd never forget.
"Ah-h-h-h!" sighed Bull. "There's no business like show business!"