The girls returned to their table and ordered another round.
The room had been getting slightly crowded. Someone had turned down the lights. Sheila and Carol nonchalantly glanced at the newcomers. Most of the men had noticed the girls' arrival; their eyes roamed the two voluptuous bodies hypnotically.
"We sure had a good time in there, didn't we?" asked Sheila, smiling and gesturing toward the dressing room.
Carol laughed. "I just noticed something, honey."
"What's that?"
"Look at the setup on stage."
The blonde glanced at the band's equipment. "So?"
Carol eyed the shapely blonde. "Don't ya see, honey? Greg is the drummer. Ray is the bass player."
Sheila shrugged.
"There happens to be enough stuff on stage for four guys – not just two."
The blonde turned and looked at the equipment again. Then she laughed. "Ya know, baby, you're right, for Chrissakes! I also see an electric guitar, now that ya mentioned it."
"They prob'ly have a lead singer, too," added the redhead.
"Carol, you're pretty observant, ya know," she giggled. "And pretty horny, too. Four guys are twice as fun as two!" The blonde nodded in total agreement. At ten o'clock, the four uniformly-dressed musicians climbed onto the stage and began warming up their instruments. Sheila and Carol both noticed the additional men. They were tall and thin, like Ray, quite handsome, with mustaches and shoulder-length hair.
Carol squealed in delight. "They're adorable!" The blonde sighed deeply. "They are," she agreed. "Honey, we're gonna have the time of our lives!"
"I'm comin' already!" whispered the redhead in excitement. "May pants are all wet!"
Ten minutes later, the band began performing.
Five minutes before the band's first break, Carol and Sheila were in the dressing room, waiting for the four men to come into the room. They were completely naked.
"I feel like a high-school girl waiting for her first screw," said Carol. "It's embarrassing!"
"I know," replied Sheila. "I feel the same way."
The door opened.
Greg came in first, followed by Ray and the other two. Seeing the two naked women waiting for them on the couch, they stood motionless, their eyes bulging.
Ray soon broke the silence.
"I told ya they'd be waitin' for us," he said, turning to the other two.
"We thought you were bullshittin' us," gasped the young man nearest the door. "They're outta sight!"
"Wait till ya suck their slits," laughed Greg. "Talk about bein' juicy!"
"We're wastin' time," complained Carol, getting up and walking toward the four boys. "We only got twenty minutes. Right?"
"Right!" gasped the boys in unison.
Then they were squirming out of their clothes. Within one minute, they were completely naked. Their big cocks were swollen, throbbing in the air.
The girls quickly got to their knees, lowered themselves, and rested on their elbows. The boys had one thought in mind. It took them less than ten seconds to find a suitable spot. Ray and Greg sat down on the floor, facing the girls. They spread their legs, leaned back, and enjoyed the sensations of having a beautiful woman sucking their cocks.
The other two knelt behind the girls. Lifting them up and spreading their legs, they reached underneath the lovely bodies and began to tickle and fondle their hot slits. The girls squealed simultaneously and wriggled their asses coquettishly.
Suddenly Sheila screamed in surprise. The man behind her had stabbed her thickly in the cunt with his throbbing cock. She felt it spreading apart her cunt walls and entering her, tearing her apart. Her pussy swam with jism.
The other young man was busy fingering Carol's cunt and clit. He worked the jism with his fingers until she was deeply juiced. He juiced her asshole with his two thumbs, pumping them inside and pulling them away from each other, opening her ass crack deeply. The redhead groaned, responding to his jabs.
Sheila's tongue slapped Greg's cock smartly. She worked him feverishly, using her fingers and palms on his bubbling balls. Her fingers sizzled his flesh. She rubbed his inner thighs, making the tender skin stand out in gooseflesh. He flushed, groaning and lying on his back.
She took the big cock into her mouth. He felt the inside of her mouth getting red-hot. Her tongue snaked along one side of his joint, tormenting him and driving him crazy. It swirled along him, moved on the delicate underside of his prick, and began moving sensuously up the other side. He jerked his hips helplessly.
Carol moaned and squirmed when she felt the warm, round cock head pressing against her ass crack. She felt him tensing himself against her, placing his hands on her hips to brace himself so that he could enter her.
The redhead arched her back and sucked in her breath. Then she gasped. Her movements had permitted the thick prick to enter her ass easily. It slid deeply inside. She heard him sigh and grunt.
Carol sucked in her breath again. The young man played with her clit, and she soon popped.
Her asshole was soon hot enough and wet enough and his prick glided up her crack. Then pile felt his balls pressing against her ass cheeks. He sighed and kept his cock motionless for long, ecstatic moments.
The redhead returned to Ray's cock and balls. Her head bobbing up and down, she pumped the red joint hungrily. Ray placed his hands on the top of her head and pushed her downwards, until she choked on his cot. Then he felt her doing something with her throat. She moaned and swallowed the remaining two inches. He felt her tongue moving around his base. She rubbed his tight rocks. Her warm saliva slid down the length of him.
The thick cock drove into the blonde's squirming gash. Slit water dripped onto the carpeted floor. He lay down on her back, easing his strokes, and reached around to the front of her. Her titties grew in his hands. They warmed to his touch, growing tight and congested.
She squealed and pushed her ass against him, rubbing his stomach with the globes of her ass, fastening her tight cunt lips around his joint. More water steamed out of her hole. She pumped against him wildly. Her mouth did not leave Greg's cock. Her whole body throbbed, swollen with love heat.
The blonde's lovely head moved up and down frantically, with piston-like force. She played with his tight sac until his rocks began squirming beneath her touch. Greg grunted, tensing his body. He wiggled against her, trying to push his cock deeper into her mouth. His heart buckled, and he smiled when the thick stream of jism sprayed out of his cock.
Sheila gulped up every thick jolt and swallowed it eagerly. Then she rested her face in his warm crotch and arched her back as the thick cock continued to bum into her soaked honey hole.
The other man's cock continued ravishing the bucking redhead's asshole. She whimpered in delight as the jism-filled balls pounded her in the cunt and clit. She reached beneath her and grasped them. The young man howled like a hound dog, but did not cease his thick thrusts.
Carol licked and stroked Ray's throbbing, saturated prick, he was lying on his back, squirming helplessly and shivering as the hot, luscious lips sizzled his flesh. She blew on his balls and made him gasp and shudder. Moments later, his thick cock quivered. She swallowed the whole thing and gagged as the thick honey water drowned the inside of her mouth and her twat.
The man fucking her in the ass suddenly pulled his giant reamer out of her saturated ass tube. Without losing a precious second, he stuffed her unsuspecting quim with hot prick and slammed it in and out, like a jack hammer. The redhead jumped and jerked, her hot canyon spurting thickly. The love juice lathered his cock and washed his balls.
The blonde was writhing sensuously as the hot meat probed her honey hole. She yielded to his thrusts, responding to his motions. Sheila had popped several times. The prick within her was well-lathered with slit water. His balls made slapping noises as they pounded against her.
Sucking in her breath, the blonde felt the big cock getting hot and stiff in her passion hole. Tensing, she pumped herself against him and sucked his cock, milking it and pulling the jism from his rocks. Her pussy flushed hot water onto his splashing rod. The thick sperm drove her crazy, and she shot four quick jolts in succession.
Carol pounded her ass at the man in her cunt. She gritted her teeth, her breath shooting out of her flared nostrils in thick gusts. The hot meat slammed into her snatch, stretching her tube apart, causing it to grease itself with jism.
Then he began rocking his hips and moaning. His knees wobbled unsteadily. She squealed in delight when the first hot drops splashed inside her. The redhead, jumping against him, tightened her pussy muscles and sucked in the spouting joint.
The naked, spent group lay on the floor for the next two minutes in utter depletion.
Then the girls got up and began dressing. The boys didn't want them to leave. "Why don'tcha stay here and wait for us?" asked Greg.
Sheila shook her head. "Thanks anyway," she said. "But we got drinks waitin' for us."
"How 'bout a quick now before ya go?" asked Ray eagerly.
Carol looked at her watch. Then she smiled. "You're on, bays. You've got exactly forty seconds to dress and go back on stage."
"Jesus Christ!" shouted the man who had fucked Carol's ass and cunt. Then he jumped up and fumbled for his clothes.
The others joined him. They were a frantic foursome.
Laughing, Sheila and Carol opened the dressing room door and headed for the rest room.
When they returned to the room, they quickly noticed that the place was packed. However, their table was still vacant. They crossed the room, ignoring the stares and the whistles, and sat down at their table.
Carol relaxed in her chair. "I could do this every damned night!" she announced, laughing.
Sheila nodded. "Isn't it great?"
The waitress came and asked them if, they wanted another round. When they nodded, she returned to the bar and came back to their table within two minutes.
The girls sat quietly, sipping their fresh drinks and listening to the band. A few minutes later, they were joined by two men in their late forties. One man was tall and husky. He was well-dressed, and was smoking an expensive cigar. The other man was thin and much shorter than his friend. He had straight black hair that was thinning on top. Both men sat smiling and inspecting every square inch of the girls' lovely bodies.
"I'm Carl," said the big man, looking at Sheila. "This is my buddy, Pete. How's business?"
"Depends on whatcha mean," replied the shapely blonde.
He continued gazing at Sheila. "I'll bet you're doin' pretty good."
She smiled politely. "Fair, I guess," she replied.
Suddenly he reached into his packet and pulled out his wallet. He extracted a bill from it and slipped it on the table, between the blonde's elbows. "A hundred says you'll be doin' better."
Just then the girls got the idea. The other man also removed a hundred-dollar bill from his wallet and slipped it in Carol's bikini-top, between her luscious breasts. She giggled in excitement and rubbed her foot against his leg.
"Whaddya want?" asked Sheila, assuming her seductive role.
The big man shrugged. "A blow-job, missionary style, doggy fashion – the works. A hundred should cover it."
She sighed. "That should take quite a while," she said.
"All night. Right?"
Carol shook her head. "We're pretty busy, fellas. We don't have the time to settle for one john for the night."
The big man began to get angry. "A blow-job isn't worth a hundred bucks," he said.
Sheila looked at him. "I can tell you haven't been to the right places," she replied, sighing. "I'll give ya a blow that'll keep ya goin' for months."
The big man squirmed uneasily in his chair. "Will ya take the whole load?" he asked.
Sheila licked her lips. "Every drop," she replied.
He jumped up from his chair. "Let's go," he said.
The girls led them to the rear of the place, to the dressing room. They made the two men sit side by side, on the big couch.
Sheila, kneeling before the big man, unbuckled his belt and opened his fly. His thick prick jumped outwards. She giggled and began stroking it gently.
"This better be worth it," warned the big man.
"Oh, shut up," snapped the blonde.
Carol was working the other man's cock. Despite his slim frame, the man's cock was long and quite thick. She grasped it with both hands. There was still another inch or so not covered, plus the thick head.
The redhead licked the smooth, silken head. A thin stream of juice ran from the hole in the center of his prick head. He squirmed and began breathing heavily. He looked down and watched the beautiful redhead as she licked the juice with her tongue and squeezed the length of his cock for more.
Tilting her head, Sheila stuck out her tongue and ran it up the complete length of his cock, up one side, down, up the other side, down, and up the underside and back down. She sucked the thin fold of flesh just beneath the dong tip and worked her way downwards, stopping at the balls. She fitted a ball into her mouth and used her tongue to rub it and heat it. The big man gave an animal groan and shuddered helplessly.
Both girls began pumping the hot meats simultaneously, their heads bobbing up and down, their long, soft hair spilling all over the men's thighs and laps. The sloshing sounds that their mouths made on the wet cocks echoed loudly in the room.
Both men began writhing and gasping as the girls pumped their tools. Busy fingers and hands assaulted both pricks and balls, rubbing and prodding and squeezing until the men wailed horribly.
Carol gagged as the man pushed her head down on his throbbing joint. He kept his engorged cock lodged deeply within her throat, not letting her up and giggling as her gaping lips tickled the length of him. A moment later, ecstasy took hold of him.
He fell back with a strangled cry and twitched as the hot lava bubbled up in his balls and shot into the redhead's awaiting mouth. Carol squeezed his balls each time the prick spat into her, milking him dry.
Then she licked his cock dry and pulled up his pants.
The blonde head was still jerking up and down the big man's swollen cock. He heard her gasping as she slammed her mouth onto the dick. Her hips and ass wriggled in excitement. She gobbled up the thick cock and pulled it deeply inside her hungry throat.
Two minutes later, the big man gritted his teeth. His balls kicked around with hot jism. With a wail, he suddenly went limp in his seat. His prick released eight angry jolts of cock cream that filled her mouth and made her gag. Swallowing, the blonde recovered. She pumped his prick and balls savagely for the next half-minute, until the exhausted tool went slack in her mouth.
Moments later, the men were standing up and pulling up their trousers.
"Well?" asked Sheila. "Was it worth the hundred?"
"D'ya have to gloat, for Chrissakes?" protested the big man in mock anger.
"Just answer the question," teased the blonde.
Both men nodded emphatically.
"I don't suppose," said the big man, "that there's any way of gettin' you two for a weekend…"
"Try us in a few months," sighed Carol.
"Anything can happen."
Shaking their heads and smiling, the men opened the door, stepped out into the corridor, and closed the door behind them.
Sighing, Sheila reached for her clothes. "Time to get back to the party," she said.
Carol shook her head. "We might as well stay put," she said, glancing at her watch. "It's eleven-thirty-five. The boys'll be takin' another break in five minutes."
The girls relaxed on the couch and waited for the boys to enter the room.