By Labor Day, I had six broads on the list and six hundred in the bank. They were averaging out ten bucks a week each, some a little more, some less, and I was kicking in fifteen of my own to round it out to a nice seventy-five a week.
Doris Stanyon had been no trouble. She did a lot of crying at first but she came through. The worst had been Betty Ayres. I was lucky to get out of her place in one piece, the way she was cursing me and throwing things. She refused at first, so I gave her a week to think it over. When I didn't hear from her, I stopped by one Saturday morning when she and her husband were out in the yard. I made believe I was asking for directions. I just wanted an excuse to be with both of them, to remind Betty I was serious and her husband could be wised up very easily. Well, it worked. She got so pale as I chatted with Mr. Ayres on the front lawn that I thought she'd need a transfusion. Two days later I got the first payment in the mail.
The other two, Jean Donaldson and Marsha Katz, were pushovers. Of course, all the while Tony had been pestering me but I kept putting him off and he was pretty well trained. He realized he wasn't gonna be getting any through me and he'd just have to be satisfied with taking the pictures every so often.
As for me, I had run out of housewives and was scouting around for more. I figured I needed at least a hundred a week to keep on schedule; I wanted to be in business by spring.
I added twenty-five a week to the fund on the last Sunday in September.
It started at the Grange Fair. Every year, when autumn rolls around, Northridge has this big outdoor fair where all the farmers and manufacturers and private people display their wares. For three days, the field in back of the police station is filled with farm machinery, home-grown flowers and produce, livestock, booths with wheels of chance, amusement park rides, hot dog stands and a lot more. Everywhere you turn, some guy is making a pitch to play this game to help out the auxiliary police get new uniforms, or buy that chance on a new Caddy to support the volunteer fire department.
It was a perfect afternoon to be out looking at stuff. The sky was deep blue, with puffy white clouds; a good breeze was blowing and sending the colored leaves all over, and the smell of burning leaves and fresh hay blew with the wind. It was a crisp day, maybe sixty or so. I was wearing a pair of old chinos and a wind breaker, and was standing over in the parking area just behind the merry-go-round, talking to an old high school buddy, Bob Jonas.
"I'll be getting a new one next March or April," he was saying. "Of course, I'll be trading this one in then. I figure they should give me around a thousand for it."
We were talking about his '67 Chevy van. I had been walking around it, checking it out.
"Well, like I was saying, Bob, I'm gonna need a truck about then, so if this one's still in good shape, I'd pay you cash for whatever the dealer offers in trade."
"Sure, that'll be fine with me. Might as well help an old buddy out," Bob said. He was a tall, gangly guy, in the roofing line. His truck had his name on it, but that wouldn't be much trouble to change.
Just then a strong gust of wind swept across the lot, kicking up a cloud of dust and leaves. We both brought our hands up to our collars and turned our backs to the wind.
"Well, I gotta get going," Bob shouted. "Listen, I'll see you around." He climbed into the truck.
"Yeah," I said. "Don't forget, you got a customer."
I walked back into the fair grounds. Just as I was passing the ticket booth at the merry-go-round and wondering where to go, there was a knock on my back from something heavy. I turned around and there was Annie, my ex-girl, swinging her big leather bag. And with her was Jo.
"Hey, stranger," Annie said.
"Well, what do you know?" I said. "What are you two doing down here?"
"Same thing you are, I guess," Jo said, with a smile. I hadn't seen them in months and had almost forgotten about them. But now I quickly sized up the possibilities.
"How's the nursing game?" I asked. "Save any lives lately?"
"One or two," Annie said. "Listen, why don't we walk around and see what there is to see?"
So the three of us took in the fair, going from booth to booth and stopping off here and there for a ride or some eats. All the while my mind was racing. These two were perfect; if it ever got out about them they'd lose their jobs at the hospital at the least.
But, my plans aside, I was getting horny as hell as we walked around. It had been a long time since we had had a threesome and looking at them brought back old times. Before long, I was going all out, trying to scheme my way into their apartment above the stationery store.
For the next two hours I kept guiding them over to the cider booth and buying eiders for the three of us. It was plenty powerful stuff. By four o'clock, I had one girl on each arm. They were both giggling like crazy and using my shoulders for a pillow. Annie had a small, stuffed animal I had won in her hand.
"Hey, what do you say we clear out of here?" I asked, real casual.
"Where you wanna go?" Jo asked, leaning against me and bringing her extra weight down on my arm.
"I don't know," I said. "Let's just get in my car and go."
They were both for it. Ten minutes later we were cruising through town. It was deserted, everybody being at the fair. Long shadows from the dying sun gave the place a spooky look. I pulled up in the parking lot behind the stationery store. Just beyond the car was the long flight of wooden steps that led up to their apartment.
"Well, what do you know," Jo said, laughing and looking at me through blurry eyes. "We're home."
"Yeah, how 'bout that," I said. I had my arm around her broad shoulders. Annie, sitting by the door, put her hand on Jo's knee and gave me a horny grin.
"Wanna come up for a drink?" She raised her brows and motioned toward the stairs with her head.
"For old time's sake?" Jo said.
We piled out of the car, laughing and staggering. Just before we hit the stairs, I ran back to the car and unlocked the trunk. I now kept all my equipment – camera, film, and most important, the brown envelope of pictures – in the trunk. I figured it was safer than leaving them around the house where my mother might find them. I was never more glad of my choice. I had lucked out, all right. A perfect opportunity had come along and I was prepared to take advantage of it.
"Wha's that?" Annie asked, not really caring as she looked at the case.
"Oh, my camera," I said. "I don't want to leave it in the car – it cost a lot."
"No, you wouldn't wanna do that," Annie said, then burst out giggling again.
We climbed the long flight, holding onto one another. I was high, but not that high. I was faking it and now that I think about it, maybe they were too.
Then we were inside the small, dim living room. I flopped down on the sofa with a loud sigh. Annie sat down beside me.
"Be right back," Jo said.
"Just like old times," I said, putting my arm around Annie.
"Ummmm." Annie snuggled in next to me, resting her face against my armpit.
She still got me hot. Annie was a real pretty thing; she had dark hair and green eyes for starters, lots of freckles around her little nose, and a thin but perfect mouth. Her body was thin – not skinny – thin, but graceful and long like a model. Just thinking about it was getting me worked up; I was dying to take off her sweater and skirt and kiss her all over.
Then Jo came back in with a tray of drinks. She put them down on the coffee table and sat on my free side.
"You two look mighty cozy," she said. Her smile gave her away. She was still jealous of me and Annie, even though there was nothing between us anymore.
"Well, why don't you join us?" I lifted my arm. With a shrug and grin, she scrunched in under my arm.
"Now this is really like old times," I said. I looked at Jo. She wasn't pretty, but she appealed to me anyway. She was big all over, built like a football player, with broad shoulders and a pair of hips a yard wide. She had a big, drooping set of knockers, too. I could tell from the droop that there was no bra under the sweater.
I ran my hand through her short blond hair; she wore it hutch, swept back over both ears and coming together at the back of her head.
"Jo, tell Pete what happened at the show the other night." Annie passed out the drinks as she said this, still nestled up against me, reaching down for them one at a time.
I looked at Jo, who blushed. "Oh, hell, why do you make such a big thing of it?" she said.
"Jo's embarrassed," Annie said. "She protected me the other night, for the umpteenth time."
"What happened?" I asked, sipping my drink.
"We were at the movies and during intermission she went for popcorn. When she got back, there was Jack Metzger trying to pick me up."
"Yeah," Jo said, "it wasn't my fault. The bastard had his arm around her and everything – you know how docile Annie is, she wasn't even doing anything about it. So I said to him, 'Take your hand off her, numb nut, before you lose it!' And we almost got into a big fight right there in front of everybody. I was all set to deck him when the lights went back down. Imagine! I guess I really lost my head. I mean, there's no point letting the whole town know about Annie and me. But I can't help it, that's all."
She spilled the story out fast, looking at Annie most of the time. It was true love.
"She's become very jealous," Annie said. "Everywhere we go, if anybody looks at me twice, there's bound to be trouble. That's why we've been going out in other towns lately. It's better for us to party where we're not known."
"You still jealous of me?" I asked Jo.
She didn't say anything at first, then blurted, "Hell, no. You're one of the family." There was some sincerity there, but I could also feel the caution and uncertainty in her attitude.
We spent the next half-hour drinking and talking over old times. And while we did, getting drunker and drunker, our hands began wandering and pretty soon it was hard to tell who was feeling whom. Ten minutes later we were in the bedroom undressing.
"Come on, Pete." Annie held her arms up to me. She and Jo were stretched out on the bed; I was sitting on the edge looking down at them.
"Let me watch you two for a while, then I'll join you… just like we used to do it." I whispered the words and they nodded. Either Jo was too drunk to care or she didn't feel I was a threat, for she smiled up at me and spread her legs in unashamed delight.
Jo had a nice, dirty-blond triangle of cunt hair between two fat thighs and under a substantial, round gut that was topped by a large, deep belly button. Her large tits were drooping over the sides of her chest; two juicy, pink nipples sat on the ends.
I looked at Annie, so delicate next to her large lover. Annie had a small, crisp thatch of black pussy hair. She had small breasts; tiny, in fact. Her chest looked like a boy's with the exception of the nipples, two brown little points that were exactly like two raisins standing on end.
I pulled off my underpants and wrapped my fist around my cock. I wasn't going to be able to keep away from them for long. Long enough to get some pictures, though.
Already Jo and Annie had positioned themselves. The slim young nurse lay on her back with her legs spread and hanging over the bed. Her eyes were half open, looking down her chest to her cunt, which Jo was fingering as she kneeled on the floor and hovered over Annie's midsection.
The big dyke gently pried Annie's hairy cunt lips apart until I could see everything, from the small pink clit to the slippery hole that was meant for cock but often received tongue and clit instead.
"Ummmmm." Annie closed her eyes and smiled as Jo massaged her pussy. The heavy nurse was running her fingers up and down the flesh surrounding Annie's clit area, rubbing up the puffy, well-haired lips with the other hand. I guess she was saving the clit for last because she didn't touch it at all. One of the reasons I liked watching them was because it was a blast seeing how a woman made love to another woman. You can really learn how to turn on a broad this way, believe me.
"Stick your finger in me…" Annie raised her hips and her cunt spread even wider as it went up toward Jo's face. Jo slid her middle finger up Annie's cunt and started stroking in and out. On each stroke, when her finger was out for a second, I could see the slippery pussy moisture all over it.
Then Jo bent her face down and her tongue came darting out of her mouth. Still poking in and out of Annie's tender hole, she began to flick the stiff little clit, rapidly lashing her tongue back and forth from one corner of her mouth to the other. In just a few seconds Annie's clit was covered with saliva and seemed to glow and blush a deeper red than the surrounding parts of her spread pussy.
"Oh, darling, do it, do it!" Annie brought her small hands down on Jo's head and dug the fingers into her scalp, twisting the blond hair as she did. Egged on, Jo buried her face in Annie's little snatch and began sucking and chewing on her clit, twisting her face around between the pussy lips and going up and down the length. Whenever she came up for air, I got a look at her plump cheeks; her nose and mouth was covered with a slippery coating of juice.
"It feels soo good! Ahhhh!!!" Annie had her legs wrapped around Jo's neck and was jerking her forward, deeper into her wet pussy. I watched with growing desire. It was time to get the camera, and be done with it so I could join in the fun. Just as I stood, Annie opened her eyes and turned her head toward me. I was watching Jo and squeezing my big cock.
"Ohhhhh!!!" Annie let out a loud groan when she caught me watching. This always turned her on, having me watch while she was being eaten out. As I went into the living room for the Polaroid I hoped taking pictures would turn her on even more.
When I had it loaded and the flash set up, I returned to the bedroom. Now Annie had her hands under her thighs, holding her legs up and apart. Her knees were almost as high as her ears.
"I love the way you suck me," Annie sighed. Her head was to one side and her eyes were closed. Jo pressed her mouth down harder and began making loud, wet, gobbling noises. From where I stood, it looked like she was chewing on that wet, open slit. Then she started pulling her mouth away and making this loud vacuum noise, sucking out Annie's inner flesh until it looked like her pussy would be inside out if she kept it up.
"Ohhhhhh, darliiinng!" Annie rubbed her pussy around on Jo's mouth as her entire body quivered and tears began to trickle from her eyes. The big blonde spread her lover's lips even wider, if that was possible, as she licked up and down the walls of the exposed pussy.
I held the camera up to my eye and snapped the first shot. At once, Jo raised her face and turned to me.
"What's going on?" she asked in a foggy voice. Annie was oblivious to it all and just lay there twisting.
"Nothing," I said. "Just thought I'd take a few shots for laughs. We'll look them over later."
"Just so long as they don't leave this apartment," Jo said. She turned her face back to Annie's squirming pussy and planted her mouth on the clit.
Jo continued sucking Annie's pussy for a few minutes and I took another shot. Then Annie opened her eyes.
"Fuck me," she whispered, "shove that fat clit up my pussy."
Jo groaned and started licking her way up Annie's body. When she got to the chest she spent several long seconds lapping each hard nipple.
Then she was over Annie, her big, soft tits flopping down onto the slender girl's chest, the large, rubbery pink nipples pressing down over Annie's. Annie spread her legs wide and Jo brought her blond bush down. I could see her large pink clit peeping through the yellowish tangle of hair.
"Kiss me," Annie sighed.
Jo brought her fat lips down over Annie's. Their tongues darted out of their mouths and intertwined. As they kissed, Jo moved her ass around for a minute, then brought it forward in a stabbing, grinding motion.
"Mmmph – oh, it feels so nice." Annie pulled her mouth from her lover's and bit into her soft shoulder. Jo began to groan and thrust her ass forward and back even harder. I got down on my knees at the side of the bed and took a peek at those two connected pussies.
There's like watching two women go at it. I don't know why, but it really turns me on. Annie's black pussy hair ground into Jo's light thatch. Everywhere it was wet and slippery. Both girls were flooding their thighs with juice; Jo's clit, as it went in and out, shined and twinkled. I took a shot from close range, making sure to get their faces in the frame.
This time they didn't even notice it. They were both panting and kissing and rubbing their cunts together.
"I want you to cum…" This from Jo, who pumped in and out heavily. She was all sweaty now, and her big body squeaked whenever she rubbed up against Annie.
"I'm gonna, I'm gonnahhh…" Annie threw her slender arms around Jo's broad, wet back and kneaded it, grabbing hunks of pink flesh and twisting. Then she slid her palms down and slapped one on each of Jo's ass cheeks. The slim girl began squeezing them, pumping them forward and back in rhythm to Jo's fucking.
I took another shot, and another.
"Ahhhh, darling!!!" Annie started tossing her head from side to side; her face was screwed up, contorted in pleasure.
"I'm cuming! I'm – Ohhhh!" Her slender hips left the bed and she went stiff. Jo pressed forward, throwing her fat ass at Annie, huffing and puffing and thrusting her clit deep up her lover's dripping snatch.
"That's it, baby! That's it!" Jo said.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!" Annie squirmed and panted underneath Jo for another minute, then went limp. She lay there with her eyes closed and a smile on her lips. Jo sat up, breathing hard, her wet tits rising and falling.
Before I could say anything, Annie opened her eyes and changed position on the bed. She turned around so that her head and shoulders hung over the foot of the bed, then, looking up at Jo, extended her arms.
"Come on, Jo, now it's your turn."
I guess they had done this many a time, for Jo walked around to the foot of the bed and took her position, without a word. She rested her big ass cheeks on Annie's tits and stood on the floor in a wide stance. In this position, Annie's face was between Jo's thighs and just under her spread cunt. Annie's head was off the bed, the rest of her body on it.
Just then Jo looked at me and blushed. Annie turned her face toward me and smiled.
"You never saw us do this, Pete, did you?" she said.
"No," I said, in a husky voice. "Go on… don't mind me."
Jo, with a smile and still pink-faced, looked down at her lover. She took the back of her head in her hands and brought it up closer to her spread pussy. As she did, she began to squat down lower and lower. Her spread lips and Annie's open mouth were now almost touching.
"I'm gonna make you cum like you did me," Annie murmured. Then her mouth lips touched Jo's cunt lips and both women groaned, Jo with the greater passion.
"Suck me all over," she said, bringing her large hulk down even more. Her knees were now pointing out at extreme angles from each other and her fat, hairy pussy was split wide open and plastered over Annie's mouth and nose. Annie's arms were pinned down somewhat by Jo's ass, but she still managed to get her hands on those fat globes and squeeze them as she sucked.
"That's right, it's sooo good!!" Jo was beginning to squirm, her large tits swaying. Her fingers dug into the back of Annie's head as she pushed it up into her gaping cunt. The plump, long outer lips now covered Annie's face to the ears. Her nose, lips, cheeks, chin – everything – was hidden in the hairy pink gash.
"Oooooooo, you suck so gooood!!" Big Jo's forehead was all wrinkled in concentration and her eyes were closed. She had her head thrown back as she squatted on Annie's face. All I could see between her legs was the upper fringe of her bush. Below it was Annie's closed eyes and lower still, more hair and a buried face.
"Eat it! Oh, darling…" Jo began getting worked up. She started grinding her pussy around and using her hands to move Annie's face up and down the length of her cunt. The thin girl chewed and licked and sucked mightily, pressing her face deep into her partner's large crack.
I took another few shots and they went unnoticed. I think I could have set off a stick of dynamite and they wouldn't have noticed.
I was getting anxious to join in the fun, so as Jo had her pussy sucked, I finished off the roll of film.
When I had all the shots in hand, I slipped three of them into my pants pocket and hung the pants back over the chair. I figured they'd never notice a few pictures missing. If I tried to openly leave with any they would have made too much of a stink.
They didn't even know I was alive anymore, so I had no trouble doing all this. When I finished and the nine remaining shots were on the night table, I sat down on the edge of the bed next to where Jo was, and watched her and Annie go at it.
Annie was now concentrating on Jo's fat clit. She had her lips around it, tongue-lapping it and nibbling. Her face wasn't so buried now and I could see how covered it was with Jo's thick love juice.
"I love your tongue on my clit," Jo whispered. Her heavy thighs trembled and the vibration went all the way up to her big, sagging tits. I noticed that her pink nipples were becoming stiff, the juicy, round tips getting larger and harder.
Then her entire body suddenly began to shake. "Ah, God, I'm cuming! Suck it! Suck me dry!" Jo pushed Annie's face up her snatch again and shoved her bushy cunt up and down, thrusting her ass forward and back in sharp, repeated jerks. It was all Annie could do to keep her mouth on Jo's stiff bud.
I watched and stroked my cock. The head of it felt tender and bloated; I was dying to get in there and make it a threesome.
"Suck ahhhhh!!!" Jo started cuming with great passion. Squatting over Annie's face like a madwoman and pushing her open pussy down and grinding it around, she gushed her juice into her lover's mouth and over her nose and cheeks. When her passion subsided and she stood and hobbled a few steps, her thighs were covered with slippery love juice, as was Annie's face.
"Oh, Mama!" Jo exclaimed, falling onto the bed. She lay there panting, one of her big tits sagging over her chest and rubbing against my hip.
Annie remained flat on her back with her head hanging over the side. "Pete?" she said.
"Yeah?"
"Pete, you never saw us do that before."
"No," I said. "I guess you two have really gone at it since my time."
"We're in love," Jo said, looking up at me. Her head was at my end of the bed; Annie lay next to her, with her head at the other end.
"Yeah, I can see that, all right," I said. "But I hope you got a little feeling for me left."
Jo took the hint and rubbed my cock. "Sure we do," she said. "Just let me catch my breath."
So for the next few minutes we just sat around. I passed out the pictures and we all had a good time looking at them. Jo kept her hand on my cock all the while and Annie lightly stroked my leg. When we finished with them, Jo gathered them up and put them in the night-table drawer.
"We just can't take any chances," she said. "I'm sorry we can't let you have any, but you understand, don't you?"
"Oh, sure," I said. "You wouldn't want them to fall into the wrong hands."
She came down the bed and put her head on my thigh. Still holding my cock, she brought it to her lips and kissed the cockhead.
"I knew you'd understand," she said.
"Kiss it again," I said. I had my hand against the back of Jo's blond head and I nudged her forward. She brought her lips to me and opened them wide. My cock slipped into her mouth and she began to suck and tickle the end with her tongue.
Annie sat tip and crawled over on her hands and knees, stopping when her face was just above Jo's.
"What should I do?" she asked, and she put one of her hands on my knee.
"I'll think of something," I said. Already, my hips were moving in rhythm, thrusting my long cock deep into Jo's mouth. It was wet all over from her saliva. Annie and I watched it go in and out, me groaning, Annie with a faint smile on her lips.
"It feels good, I bet," she said. "Jo really knows how to use her mouth."
"Yeah," I answered. It felt better than good. I felt for Jo's big tits and found them wet and slippery. I squeezed the pink nipples as she sucked me off. She was on her side, with her face still resting on my thigh. I ran my hand from her tits down her big gut and over her bush. It was warm end sticky and felt good as I pried the lips apart and slipped around inside.
"What about me?" Annie looked almost hurt.
"Go get the dildo," Jo said, pulling her mouth off my cock. Annie went over to a closet and came back to the bed with a large rubber cock attached to a belt.
"What the…"
Jo interrupted me. "You ever seen one of these?"
"Only ads," I said. "You use it on each other?"
"I'll tell you the truth, Pete, it's better than cock." Jo looked at me and nodded her head. "Isn't it, Annie?"
"Yes," Annie said. "It feels just like cock but it lasts much longer. We've gone for hours…" She broke off, blushing.
The three of us now sat at the edge of the bed, me in the middle. I had the device in my hand. All it was was a long, hard rubber prick with the base attached to a rubber belt. I put the cock next to mine; it was about as long, but somewhat less thick.
Jo leaned over and put her mouth to my ear. "You ever been fucked up the ass?" she asked.
"What, me? No!" I was slightly shocked, but I gotta say that the idea sort of turned me on. The most I ever had up my ass was a finger. I wondered what it would feel like.
"We do it like that," Annie said. She looked at me, half blushing.
"You'll love it, Pete," Jo said. "You wanna try it?"
"It won't hurt?" I asked, still not sure.
"Hell, no!" Jo said. "Maybe just a little, but once it gets going you'll love it."
"Come on, Pete," Annie said. "Jo does it so good. And I'll take care of you here while she does it." She took hold of my cock and squeezed.
Well, I ask you, what could I do but say yes? Jo stood up and strapped the belt around her hips. After a few seconds of fiddling, she had the cock right over her bushy mound. She pulled the strap tight and notched it. Then she put her hands on her hips and took a few steps back and forth.
"Wild, huh?" she said.
"I'll say! Jesus!" What a sight she was, a big, meaty dyke with a fat ass, two drooping tits, and a rubber cock coming out from where her clit should have been.
I couldn't resist. I reached out, grabbed the head of the prick, pulled, and let it snap back.
"Ow! Why, you sonofabitch, you can't get away with that! Get him, Annie!"
The two of them jumped me, laughing and giggling as I shouted for mercy. We struggled around for several minutes. I enjoyed the shit out of it. Finally, I let Jo flop down on top of me and throw her meaty arms around my body. I was flat on my stomach and she was right on top, with the rubber pecker smacking against my hip.
"I'm gonna ream your hole!" she said, hoarsely. "I'll teach you to snap my wang!"
"Ah, shit!" I cried. "You ain't gonna ream shit!" I put up a bit of a struggle, but not enough to stop her. It was fun, in a weird way, making believe I was at her mercy.
"Annie, sit on his head! Hold him down!"
"OK," Annie said, with a giggle. She jumped on top of me and her ass pushed my face into the sheet. Then I felt Jo push my legs and pull my hips around until I was kneeling with my rear up in the air. She forced my knees apart and then gave my balls a good squeezing.
"Now, if you know what's good for you, you'll stay like that!" She got off the bed and went to the night table.
"All right, master," I said, twisting my face so I could talk. Annie's rump was keeping me down pretty well.
When she came back, I heard a jar unscrew; she stood on the floor at the end of the bed. My ass cheeks were spread wide for her, right there at the edge.
"Ahhhhh! Holy Christ!" Two of Jo's fingers were up my rectum to the hilt!
"Ha, ha, that's nothing," she yelled. "Wait'll you feel what I got next." She twisted her fingers around and pushed them in and out. My hole became slippery, sticky-wet from whatever goo she was greasing me with.
I groaned in pleasure. Now that I was lubed, it felt downright good!
"You like it, Pete?" Annie looked down at my face, which was still pressed to the bed by her ass.
"Yeah," I grunted. "Hey, grease up the cock, too, OK?"
"Which one," Jo asked, "yours or mine?" She let out a loud guffaw and rammed her fingers deep up my passage.
"Oh! Yours," I said.
"OK, don't worry about a thing." Then I felt her hands on my cheeks, spreading them even wider, if that were possible. The hard, rubber head slid in, banging against my rectum.
"Just take it easy," I said. I was feeling slightly panicky.
"Sure, don't worry," Jo said. And then she shoved that long, hard cock up my ass all the way and her legs slammed against the end of the bed.
"Ahhhh, Christ! Take it easy, will ya!"
What a feeling. It felt good, in a new, strange way. The shaft had my insides stretched out and burning, yet tingling at the same time. As she pulled back and rammed forward again, my tight rectum expanded and felt stimulated and massaged. I threw my ass higher and groaned, wondering if this was the way it felt for a girl to have her cunt fucked.
"You like having your asshole plugged?" Jo asked this in a breathless voice as she worked the rod in and out of me.
"Uh – yeah, it's – ahhh – it's wild – ohhhh!!!" I was dying to cum, to shoot my load while all this was happening.
"Annie," I said. "Annie, suck – ohhh – suck me – uhhh… off."
Annie climbed off my face and, lying on her back, wiggled her way under the bridge formed by my back, ass, and legs. Then she raised herself up on her forearms and took my cockhead into her mouth. She bit down gently around the corona and started licking the tip.
"That's it, that's right, lick it, suck… ahhhhhh!" She had to hold on like anything, for Jo was beginning to pound in and out with a frenzy. I suddenly noticed the mirror over the bureau against a wall across the room. There, in the reflection, I could see a side view of everything!
And what a wild sight it was, seeing Jo standing at the end of the bed, throwing her big hips forward and back, shaking and sweating all over. She had a crazy look now, like she was getting some sadistic pleasure out of it.
As for my image, there I was, ass in the air with that tool going in and out, head flat on the sheet, with Annie under me sucking my cock.
"This is wild!" I groaned. I was beginning to suck in air, gasping for breath as my cock was sucked closer to cuming and my hole was rammed by that hot rubber. It was hotter than hell now, from friction I guess.
"I'm gonna ram this thing out your mouth!" Jo was holding onto my hips, pulling and pushing as she fucked.
"Whaaaa…" was all I could say. I kept my eyes glued to that mirror; I wanted to see it all, especially when I shot my load in Annie's mouth.
"You like it, Pete? You like having your hole fucked and your cock sucked?"
I just grunted. Jo was having the time of her life, I guess. From her expression in the mirror, it was hard to say just what she was feeling – half anger and half pleasure, perhaps. She did like me, but she didn't like men. So it was a case of mixed emotions for her.
But there was no confusion for me. I loved it one-hundred percent. Now I could understand why some people are so big on enemas.
"Uh! Oh! I – uh – I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna – ahhhhhhhhh!!!"
My heated cock head could hold out no longer. It was set slippery from Annie's saliva, so sensitive all over from her lickings, that when I shot my cum into her mouth it felt like a thousand tiny mouths were all over it, nibbling.
"Suck it up! Swallow it! Every drop! Ohhhh!!!"
When my prick was hanging limp and Annie wiped some flecks of cum from her chin and slid out, I pulled myself forward and fell flat on the bed. The rubber cock came out like a long turd and my stretched rectum closed. Jo held onto my hips for a second, then let go.
"Boy, you sure are easy to make cum," she said, with some annoyance to her voice. "I was just getting going and you poop out on me."
"Don't blame me," I sighed. "It was her doing, her and that mouth." Annie smiled and blushed.
"She's the best," Jo said. She unstrapped the rubber belt and threw it down on the bed. "Just so long's she saves it for me, that's all."
The two girls exchanged knowing looks.
"Don't sweat it, Jo," I said. "This was just for old time's sake, remember?" I put my hands behind my head and looked up at her.
"Yeah, I remember," she said. "I just hope you don't decide to come back for more, now that you remember how good it was in the old times."
I laughed and told her again that she didn't have to worry. Hell, they didn't know it now but in a short while they were gonna see red at the thought of me. No, there was no chance of us ever making it again.
"Well," I said, "I guess I oughta be going. I gotta get home and get ready for work. Tomorrow's Monday, you know."
"Yeah, we gotta be at the hospital at eight," Jo said.
"It's been great seeing you again, Pete," Annie said. "Why don't you stop over once in a while?"
"Why not?" I said. "If it's all right with Jo."
"It's all right with me," she said. "Just don't make it a habit."
We got dressed and said our good-byes. Then I went down to my car. It was a chilly evening, with a wind and leaves blowing all over. I turned up the heater on the way home, and thought about my next step.
I just hadn't the heart to spring my trap on them right after such a good reunion. It wasn't right. What I would do, though, was drop in for supper during the week and lay it on the line. This would be the hardest showdown yet, but it had to be done. And with winter coming on, there wasn't all that much time till spring and the breaking of ground for all them new houses.