Much more than the estimated hour or so passed before Gloria James returned to her apartment. It wasn't because she didn't want to get back to Beth and Jeffrey to tell them of the surprise she had in store for them; no, not at all.
The reason was simple. She just couldn't tear herself away from Bosie. She had never felt as lewd, as vulgar, as wickedly obscene in all her life.
Without even touching her hot cunt when his huge prick shot his scum all over her face and into her hair, she had more than three mini-orgasms, her body shivering and quaking, her heart thudding in her breast and her cunt leaking like a faucet in some cheap hotel.
Only seconds after he shot his load, and almost collapsed from the utter shock of what suddenly happened to him, Gloria released his smelly, salty but very tasty balls from her sucking mouth.
"Get down on your knees!" she commanded.
He obeyed. "Now, lick my face clean with your tongue. Yes," she said softly, staring into his reddened face, "you heard me. Lick my face. I want you to taste your scum."
"I can't."
"You will or what I have planned for next won't happen!"
"Oh God… what's that?"
"Lick my face," she said, holding it up. In the light from the candle he could see gobs of his scum all over her brow, on her cheeks, one gob dribbling from her chin. In her hair were other gobs of his heavy thick white sperm.
He came closer. With his tongue out, he tested one splotch of sperm on her forehead. He backed away a few inches, licking his tongue, tasting his lips, opening and closing his eyes, then swallowing, waiting for some kind of reaction.
When none that he expected was forthcoming, he bent his face closer a second time. Again he licked. This time he wet his lips with his own tongue covered with his own sperm. He swallowed.
Gloria just sat there, her fingers caressing her breasts, squeezing her nipples. One hand went between her legs and she stuck her fingers deep up inside her hot slit.
When she pulled her dewy fingers out of her cunt, she offered them to Bosie. Sticking out his tongue like a dog, he licked them clean.
Then, eagerly, this amusing Gloria, he returned to cleaning his scum off her upturned face. It seemed to her after she gave him another taste of her hot cunt juice, that he preferred sucking and swallowing his own sperm.
She made him stand up again.
"Turn around."
"What are you going to do?" he asked in a small voice, a voice that suddenly didn't fit the physical size of the man to whom it; belonged.
"Bend over."
"What?!" He said this with some alarm, and again his voice almost squeaked.
Before he could say anything, Gloria got up on her knees. With one hand she spread his left buttock wide open. Then with the tip of the index finger she'd wetted in her mouth, she began to poke at his hairy anus.
"I'm not washed," he moaned, but he remained bent over. He was shivering. Gloria couldn't see, but he was holding his slimy penis with his left hand. His right hand was over his mouth as if he were afraid he might cry out if what he expected to happen really happened.
"Shut up!" was her reply.
Bosie caught his breath, He could feel her warm breath on the naked skin if his buttock. He could feel the gentle caress of her hair as it touched his skin. He swore to himself, at that moment, that for the rest of his life he'd take a bath or a shower at least two times each day. Never had he been as embarrassed over personal hygiene as he was now.
"Get down on your hands and knees," he said.
He obeyed.
Kneeling behind him, half leaning on his naked back with her left elbow, she reached under between his hairy thighs. Her fingers groped and found his erect penis. She wasn't at all surprised he had stiffened again.
She clutched his hanging balls. She squeezed them and he trembled. She scratched the shaft of his enormous prick. She pinched the head of it and he winced.
"Put your head down lower."
He obeyed.
Turning around, Gloria lay flat on her back. With her face upturned, her mouth open, she inched back slowly until her head slid between his parted knees, his balls dangling just over her face, his huge prick jutting out so vulgarly she almost had an orgasm from the mere sight of his genitals from this upside down position.
Gripping his naked buttocks with both hands, digging her sharp fingernails into his flesh, she began to lick the bottom of his hairy, smelly balls.
"Swing them," she ordered. "Swing them over my face. Slap my face with them. Do you understand?"
He moaned. He understood. In seconds, he was literally dancing his groin over her upturned face. He slapped her chin with his heavy balls. He cracked them against her mouth. When she tried to lick one or the other testes, he would grunt and slap slap slap until she would pull her upturned face out of range.
"Now stop!" she commanded. "Just keep still like that."
Gloria's tongue began to lick all around his hanging balls. She chewed on them. She bit them and he cried out. She licked up into his smelly pubic hair. She sucked his thick hair into her mouth.
Then she inched up even further between his heavy hairy thighs… until his prick head was pointed at her chin.
Still gripping his flanks with her fingernails, she pulled him down lower onto her upturned face. Now his magnificent prick was just at the tip of her lips.
"Rub it over my lips, over my nose, over my eyes."
He did this, without using his hands. He would aim it, holding it stiff with his muscles and the blood engorged in the shaft, rubbing it, rubbing it, poking into her eyes.
"Now, slap my face with it. SLAP MY FACE WITH YOUR COCK!" She was almost screaming.
He began. He raised up and then, holding his- huge member with his right hand, balancing on his left, he began to slap all over her face with his thick, hard tool.
"Whip my face with your cock! Whip it… whip my face!"
And he did… he did until he couldn't take it a second longer. When she moved her right hand from his flank and groped for his anus with her index finger, then slammed it up into his hole with no warning whatever, he let out a wild yell at the same time she bit into his balls with all her teeth.
When his prick began to pound and throb and pulse all at once and she knew he was exploding, she let go of his balls and began to finger fuck his asshole the same way she used her dildoe up her own asshole.
Quickly, she slid up an inch or so higher and was just in time to grab his cock with her left hand and guide it into her open mouth.
As he pumped, mouth fucking her just as violently, as sadistically as he would have fucked her cunt, and incredible amount of thick scum squirted down her throat. Gloria went in and out of gagging, half vomiting, pulling him closer until she almost passed out.
By the time Bosie finally left her, Gloria James was tipsy drunk from the wine. She wasn't staggering, to be sure, but she would go in and out of giggling foolishly like some silly schoolgirl.
In the tiny bathroom above the garage, she fixed her face. Her makeup had been smeared all over by the big man's sperm, and his tongue washing when he licked her face clean.
Dressing and checking herself in the mirror, she had one last glassful of white wine. She locked the place up tight Down in the garage she took a long moment staring at the twins' van.
It was really much nicer than she had imagined. Peering inside she saw how nicely arranged; it was for living, everything neat and tidy and practical. No wonder it cost so much, she thought to herself.
Entering the fraternity through the rear entrance, she checked the ground floor. Everyone was gone. The kitchen was closed for the night. The refrigerator was filled with snacks if the boys wanted any.
A tiny bit weary from her terrific session with the big Polack, but more tipsy from the wine than anything else, she took the elevator up to the tap floor. From here she climbed the stairs up to her apartment.
Entering the foyer she was surprised to find the place so still and quiet. She poked her head into the living room. The convertible couch was open. In it alone, soundly asleep, snoring lightly, was Jeffrey.
Where was Beth?! A moment of panic swept over Gloria James.
But she relaxed and even sighed when she entered her room to find the young girl stretched out naked in her own bed. How lovely she looked in the dim light that came through the windows from the campus street. Gloria undressed. She sat on the edge of the bed studying her lovely naked body, her petite toes, her lovely breasts and her blonde cunt.
She was just about to bend over to plant a tender loving kiss on Beth's pussy when the young girl stirred. She opened her eyes. She smiled softly.
"Hija Gloria… hi."
"Are you okay, darling?" the older woman asked.
"Oh yes," Beth yawned, "I'm fine. A little beat up, but fine."
"What do you mean?"
"Jeffrey," she grinned. She pointed. "He knocked himself out making love to me. And I hope," she said, sitting up, leaning toward the naked Gloria, letting her fold her into her arms, "I hope you don't mind, but we did some of it right here in your bed," she giggled. "He just would not leave me alone." She kissed Gloria's bare shoulder. "And I liked it here in your bed. Your perfume's all over and smelling it while he was fucking me made me feel so very close to you, Gloria."
"Oh my darling… my little darling," cried Gloria, holding her closer, rubbing her breasts, scratching her back and finally kissing her lips. Beth returned the passionate kisses using her tongue, fondling Gloria's breasts as the older woman was fondling hers.
"He made me have at least a dozen orgasms," she moaned softly. "And he had about five himself. Oh God, I'm fucked out. My cunt's so raw… I'll bet if I pissed it would burn me to death," she grinned.
"You must be exhausted," Gloria said, running her hand up and down Beth's naked thighs, caressing her lower belly, then massaging and caressing her lovely ripe breasts, tweaking her nipples.
"God, I am. I was so beat up, tired, I didn't have the energy to get up and wash after he left me."
"How could you be dirty?"
"I mean, all his come, his goo up inside my little pussy."
The mere mention of this set Gloria's brain on fire!
"You don't need to wash, darling. Just lay back, okay? I'll wash your little pussy for you, okay?" she smiled softly.
"You're so sweet to me, Gloria. You know, I'm falling in love with you. Do you mind? I'm so tired."
"I know, my darling. Lay back. That's a good dear."
As Beth lay on her back, Gloria climbed off the bed. She kneeled on the thick rug next to it. She arranged Beth's naked legs and Beth let her spread her thighs open. She let Gloria put the pillow under her naked buttocks.
"I hope you don't mind if I clean you this way, darling?
"Oh God, no… nooooooo, I'll love it. And there's so much of Jeffrey up there inside of me… "
"And so much of you, too, hmmmmmmm?"
"Oh, yes," Beth moaned, feeling the tip of Gloria's tongue as it spread open her sticky pussy lips. "So much. I came so many times… ohooooooo, your tongue there… it feeeeellls soooooooooo very good. I love loooooooveeeee it, darling."
"I'm going to suck your cunt clean… clean, Beth, my darling," Gloria cried and buried her face as Beth began to writhe and squirm her naked buttocks on the pillow.