Now, it was Duke's turn, and he intended to have himself a first class eat out and fuck with lovely Tilda. He spread her out on the bed. Her long smooth loins were as supple as the first time he fucked her. Her cunt was covered with dense, sandy blonde, pubic hair, closer to brown than blonde. And it was shining with fresh ooze. She was probably turned on from watching Mona and Arnie fucking and sucking.
He stroked her long, slender thighs, and spread her out even more. He rubbed the silky flesh of her legs. The tops of her thighs were as smooth and blonde as the insides. She carried a natural tan, and her sweet blue eyes watched everything he did with curious interest. She loved to have a man eat her out, and even though she was a trained and experienced whore, she couldn't keep from getting turned on when a customer like Duke McGee shoved his long, meaty tongue, or his big fat flesh wedge, up her cunt. Her honey pot just started juicing, and it didn't stop until she came all over the place.
So she was happy to see Duke spreading her out like that. She watched him rub her legs and work his way closer and closer up into her pussy. Soon he'd arrived at the entrance to her pussy. "Now," he said, getting himself ready, "I'm gonna show you, Arnie, how to eat out a whore's twat."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," said Arnie, who sat on the chair opposite the bed with Mona at his feet, "you go ahead and show these women the way we do it in Texas. Do it, Duke. Do her up right!"
And sure enough, Duke went stroking his tongue into the vaginal lips. "Mmmmm," he hummed getting his first taste of pussy juice for the night, "this stuff is as sweet as ever." He pushed the lips open with his fingers and spread his tongue out slowly across one of them. Then he used the other lip to suck on. He pulled it up between his lips and rolled his tongue across it. "Mmmmm," hummed young Tilda, shivering with excitement as chills climbed her torso, "I like that, Mr. Duke. I like that a lot."
"Sure you do, little lady," said Duke. "What woman in her right mind wouldn't?" He slid his hands under her smooth white buttocks and picked her up from underneath. He held her up to his face the way a kid eats a piece of pie with his hands. He rubbed his nose into the juicing hole. His tongue went next, searching her out for the clitoris that he knew would, if properly stimulated, send her into ecstasy. He found it and rubbed it hard with his tongue. "More," she cried, "more on my clit."
He tongued the thing and flicked it back and forth. Before he even applied three quick strokes, she was shifting her ass in his hands for more. "I lave that. Please, keep rubbing." He jammed his tongue down the throat of her pussy and kept on going for more of her clitoris. The little thing was erect and slippery, a miniature prick in her cunt. It was probably about the size of the first knuckle on a little finger. Only it was rounded and soft and wet with good slimy goo. "I love licking this thing," said Duke, "‘cause I know in about five minutes she's gonna be all fuck and juice."
He shoved his tongue into the entrance and rubbed vigorously across the meaty clit button. He stroked and swabbed and made sure that the little devil was properly caressed into a perfect ecstatic high. "Look at that thing go," said Duke, taking his tongue away. "She's got muscles there that just keep it moving. I never saw the likes of that before. Must be because she's Swedish, eh?"
"Ha, ha, ha," said Arnie. "It's because she's higher than a kite right now. Ha, ha, ha."
Duke rubbed a finger into the hole. He used the back of his knuckle to continue the stimulation to Tilda's clitoris, and he used the rest of his finger to keep her pussy filled with something bony. "She loves it," he said, fucking her with his hand. "Look at that mound rock."
Indeed, Tilda's hot pussy mound had begun to rock back and forth, to sway with every stroke. "Give me hard fingering," she said, in her strange English. "Give me hard and fast." Duke took her request to heart. He jammed his finger very fast. The cunt went flopping this way and that with the added stimulation. Tilda's body chilled fast. She was blushing severely. "Ooooooh, yes," she moaned. "I love that. Don't stop. Fuck me fast."
He rolled his finger around a couple more times, and then he pulled out. "Now," he said, "I want to play around in your asshole. We missed out on that yesterday ‘cause you were sore, but not today, eh?"
"Yes," she said, shaking her butt, "today will be good."
Duke smiled and said: "I'll tell you what Arnie. I'll fuck around in there for a while and you get Mona to get you hard. Then you can ram your rod up her asshole. After that, I'll fuck her twat. How's that sound, you old fucking Texan you?"
"Great," said Arnie. "Terrific." He looked over at Mona. "Mona, baby, go to work." Mona promptly wrapped her mouth around Arnie's hot hog. She stuck to licking him after that, and concentrated on getting his boner hard enough to be able to fuck Tilda's bunghole.
Meanwhile, Duke was exercising his tongue in Tilda's sweet white asshole. He was filling her up, time and again, with his long meaty tongue. The sweet tapered hole was wide open. He held her buttocks apart with both hands, and it was nothing for him to plunge his entire tongue into the butt orifice. "I like this anal cavity," he said from time to time. "Nothing wrong with it at all." He jammed hard, licked her out. She was clean to begin with, but now she was clean and wet. He slapped her on the butt, just to watch the lovely moon orbs shake and roll, and then he jammed his finger into the orifice. "That sphincter is wide open and ready!" he exclaimed.
"Keep her hot," hollered Arnie, "I gotta get a little more rubbing over here and then I'll be all set."
"O.k.," said Duke. He reached for one of the juice bottles they'd brought with them for just this purpose. He opened it up while he continued to fuck Tilda's butt with his finger. He spread some of the juice out along her crack. The sauce was as slippery as clit juice, and it smelled even better. It was some kind of Swedish lubricant that, when they discovered it, the Texans decided they would take a case home with them. Duke continued to spread it out along Tilda's smooth cheeks, up along her slippery crack and into her asshole. "Mmmm," he said, taking his finger out of her bunghole in order to fill it with slippery juice, "your sphincter is getting a work out today, baby. Just what you need."
While he spread juice on her ass with one hand, he reached under her pelvis and stimulated her cunt and clitoris. He finger-fucked her butt and her cunt, both at the same time. He thought nothing, and Tilda seem to enjoy it, of slamming his middle finger from both hands into the lovely orifices. He made long piercing strokes that went deep and far in her asshole and cunt. Her pelvis was filled from both sides with lots of rubbing digit. He plied the sphincter especially, because he knew that the hole would have to be fairly wide in order for Arnie to get his cock in. So he concentrated, enjoying himself on the Swedish woman's bunghole, as long as he could.
"I'm ready," hollered Arnie. "Show me to her! Get that asshole up in the air. I'm gonna fill her full of hot jism."
Duke backed off and said: "She's as ready as she'll ever be."
Tilda adjusted her position. She leaned her facedown against the bed. Her butt was flying in the air. Arnie came over and mounted from the rear. His first couple of strokes were along the buttocks, outside of the hole. He just wanted to get his phallus wet and ready. He went to the crack, next, and there he got a long slippery feel for the underside of his fat crotch-muscle. "Mmmmmmm," he murmured, "she sure does have a soft butt."
"You bet," said Duke. "Probably the softest in all of Stockholm." He watched Arnie proceed. "Get her good now, ol' buddy. No going back, eh? Ha, ha, ha."
Arnie picked up his cock in his hand. Delightful Tilda reached back and spread her buttocks. She grabbed from the sides, took a hold of the crack from either bun, and rubbed her butt open. Her anus was as vulnerable as a chicken on a cutting block. And Arnie pressed into it. "Mmmm," he groaned, sliding through the handsome, spread but tight sphincter into the shit cavity "goooood."
"Look at my boy go," said Duke. "Hat's off to you ol' buddy. You see that, Mona? He did that in one long stroke."
Sure enough, Arnie's long hog was deep inside the Swedish whore's asshole. He'd used one powerful thrust to get his prick all the way down into her bowels. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuh," she grunted, "it's so fat and large."
"Don't you just love it" exclaimed Arnie. "The big joint you been waiting for up there, eh?" He held her by the hips and the titties. He had one hand on the side of her body, and the other reached up and grabbed her big. melon shaped mammaries. He was not afraid to squeeze the luscious soft orbs of titty either. He rubbed and massaged them while his pecker enjoined the squeeze of her contracting tubular anus muscle. He loved every minute of it. "Mmmmm," he moaned again, "you just rock this hip of yours and I'll be the happiest man in all of Europe, baby."
Tilda understood. She rolled her pelvis, her hips. Arnie's strong sex muscle enjoyed the ride. It was one long jerk and squeeze, a milking motion that bore down on the expanded head and fat stem of his penetrating phallus. He was covered with slimy juice, the sauce that Duke had applied, and it was nothing for him to slide back and forth with the constricted anus muscle squeezing his cock flesh. "I love it," he cried. "I love it."
"Mmm," grunted Tilda, feeling his pressing hand on her titties and his monster prick in her butt, "it's not so bad for Tilda, either." She reached a hand down to her cunt and began to tease her own clitoris.
When Arnie saw what she was doing he said: "Here, let me do that." He released his hold on her hips and reached under to grasp her clitoris with two fingers. He tweaked the large prong and rubbed it several times in a row. Soon it was as erect and as powerful a little clitoris as could be. He felt the bony feel of the thing and rubbed it up good. He made sure that the juice from her twat continued to flow, because he knew, when he was finished with her, that his friend would be jumping down that cunt tube with his hog. "O.k.," he said, "if she rolls me right for another minute or two, I'll be juicing her up good."
"You hear that Tilda?" asked Duke. "It's almost time."
"Oh, yes," said blonde Tilda, quite aware of what was going on. "I'm ready for him." She jammed her hips back into his crotch. Her smooth ass cheeks jammed against his nut nest. She rubbed her sphincter tube up and down along his fat rod. She was able to give him the kind of milking squeeze with that tight little circle of flesh that his cock would never forget.
"God fucking damn!" hollered Arnie. "She knows her shit!" He reached forward, seconds from ecstasy, and grabbed her titties. He pressed them up against her chest. He rubbed the nipples and softly squeezed the full mammaries. They were as smooth and blonde as her asshole was tight and slick. "Mmmmmm," he hummed, "it's coming up baby. Get your butt ready for the big pudding flood."
Tilda jerked her butt hard, one last time. Arnie went flying into her asshole. He pierced her deeper than she ever thought he would go. He slammed, hammered, nailed her butt. "Ooooh, fuck," she screamed, "it's too fucking oooooh… ahhhhhh." Arnie was coming.
He filled her full of jism. He kept squirting hot come into her. He filled her butt bag with so much jism that she couldn't help but enjoy it. "God," she moaned, "it's so fucking good now. I never would have believed… ahhhhh." She rolled her buttocks against his nuts and waited for him to finish. Arnie was enjoying a long squeeze from her anus muscle and a good tight feel of her titties. Then he yanked his rod out of the shit tube and said: "That's what I call a nice hot butt fuck!" His rod was covered with hot wet juice and slime. He pointed it at each of the two whores and demanded that one or the other of them lick it off. "Sure," said Mona, "I'll give that thing a good licking." He sat on the edge of the bed and Mona sucked the head of the meaty boner clean. She clicked her tongue at it as she went slopping here and there. to get it perfectly clean and all wet.
"Mmm," she moaned, "you got yourself a good steady erection there, Arnie."
"You want to try it on again?" he asked. "Just for the hell of it?"
"Sure," said Mona. "Why the fuck not?"
He crawled down off the bed and stuck his cock in Mona's spread hairy notch. He dug in deep. Duke was amazed at his friend's staying power, but he didn't know for sure if Arnie would really be able to follow through with a fuck so soon after coming. Again, he and Tilda ended up watching Mona and Arnie fucking their brains out. "Look at him go," said Duke. "He's all over her."
Arnie was rubbing the black hooker's titties, and licking them, too. He kissed her on the lips, the lips that had sucked his shit-covered rod clean, and he stuck his tongue in her face. He was so passionate and horny that he couldn't care less about her mouth or anything else. He kept jamming his rod in and out of her powerful hairy notch, enjoying every love stroke he gave her. Her pussy crept up higher and higher, and her hands wrapped around his waist to pull him into her pelvis even deeper. She had all of his meat in her groin, and it was driving him crazy with lust and ecstasy. "Uuuuuuuh," they both grunted from time to time as a particular screw stroke drove them closer and closer to orgasm, "uuuuuuuuuhhh. I love it."
Soon Arnie started squirting off. He pounded his joint, again and again, into the hot twat. He ripped off the best piece of ass the black woman had given yet. He shot his jism all the way down her tube, filled her full of the creamy pudding. "Mmm," she moaned, "You got what it takes, Arnie a big cock and plenty of horns. Mmmmmmmm."
Soon Arnie was finished with Mona's slippery twat. He pulled his spent pecker out of her joint container and swished it up and down her legs. He pulled her loins together around his hot muscle. It was slippery city as he enjoyed the final thrill of a good tight pussy fuck. Her legs were soft and nubile, easily able to rub him exactly the way he loved it. "Honey," he told her, "how would you like to be an American slave for a while? Live in Texas with me and my kids on the oil farm?"
"Fuck you," said Mona. "I seen pictures of that kind of shit, and I don't want nothing to-"
"Ha, ha, ha," laughed Arnie, pulling his joint and nuts out from between her legs. "I was just kiddin', my dear, just kiddin'."
Seeing that his buddy-was finished fucking Mona, and since Tilda had washed her asshole out, Duke McGee decided to start plugging the young Swedish thing. He turned her on her belly for a quick little rub on her ass cheeks. The smooth round orbs of butt flesh were tight and well-rounded, a good curvy surface for a quick little rub. He spent about five or six strokes getting himself heated up on her smooth asshole. Then he rolled her over again, belly up now, and said: "Honey, I'm gonna fuck your cunt like you never had it before."
"Good," said Tilda, her quick blue eyes flashing. "I like that." She opened her legs wide. Her fresh soft notch smiled sideways at Duke.
"Will you look at that?" said Duke. "She's got a heart-shaped bush. I never noticed that before."
Arnie came over and took a peak between the blonde woman's spread thighs. Sure enough, there was a heart cut around the pubic hair. "What the hell?"
"Many Swedish women shave their organs like this," said Tilda. "Do you like it?"
"Like it?!" exclaimed Duke. "I love it." He reached his hands down the smooth loins and rubbed at the opening to her cunt. He pressed a finger into the center of her twat. He rubbed long and hard and the juice started flowing. "Whoa," he said, "that heart is bleeding fresh goo. Get your face out of here, Arnie, and let me work in peace."
Arnie backed off, lay down on the floor, and rested his head on Mona's thigh. They chattered quietly together, from time to time taking a peak at Duke and Tilda.
Duke had spread out the well formed pussy lips. He had one in his mouth. He sucked it, and he licked on the insides beyond. The slippery flesh was coated with sauce. "Mmmmm," he hummed, "what a perfect wet twat hole this one is, eh?" He doused his chin, nose and tongue with the sweet ooze, He pushed his face deep between her long nubile legs. The flesh thighs caved in around him, held his face in place. He sucked on her clitoris and brought her erect and steaming in a matter of seconds. "Ooooooh," she moaned, "fuck me. Fuck me good and hard."
"Not just yet, sweet thing," said Duke McGee. "First we got to get everything as juicy and ready as possible." With that he jammed his cock into her sweltering pussy, but then yanked it out just as fast as he'd put it in. He went rubbing on her smooth tanned belly while he sucked off her nipples. The silver dollar caps were a special attraction, worthy, of course, of special attention. He spent his time tonguing her lovely nipples and licking her perfect melon-shaped boobs. "You know," he said between licks, "this baby here has got more class than a dozen U.S. hookers. And she don't even try."
"Yeah," said Arnie, "I know what you mean."
Duke returned to sucking the lovely fresh mammaries. He licked the bases of the mountainous titties, and he splayed his tongue across the soft, tender pink chest area between them. He kissed her neck, her lovely blonde nape, her ears and then he filled her thick lips with his tongue. She kissed back, Tilda did, letting her tongue tour the insides of Duke's mouth. Their mouth organs slid up against each other for a special wet thrill. Meanwhile, down below, between her legs, he made his cock into the meat of a flesh sandwich. Tilda's long, smooth loins were the pieces of bread that squeezed Duke's cock toward perfection.
"You know," he said, pulling away and casually licking her nipple, "you got a nice way about you Tilda. I mean you're really sweet." He reached down and pulled his prick out from between her legs. He crawled up along her body, eventually rubbing the meaty prong between her titties. When he had placed himself securely there, he took her tits with his hands and rubbed them from side to side against his pecker. "Yeah," he said, "you are just about as sweet a whore as I'll ever have, I imagine." He was laying on top of her face, in order to keep his cock pressed between her big blonde mammaries, and getting himself one of the best feels ever. "Mmmmm," he moaned, "up and away."
He climbed higher so that he could bang his pecker into her mouth. Tilda took the cue and slipped her hands up to cup Duke's organ. She guided him down her oral cavity and her tongue took care of lubricating him. She sloshed around on his meaty dick and made sure that he was hot and ready. Then she wrapped her lips securely against the hearty sponge tissue of his pecker head and rubbed up and down by bobbing her head. Duke helped out, naturally, by shoving his pecker up and down with his swinging hips. He drilled her face. His joint slipped in and out of her sweet lips, but never left her face at all. "Mmmmm," she hummed on his pumping rod, "I love to suck."
"Yeah," said Duke, "and I don't mind supplying you with that favorite source of pleasure." He jammed harder, giving her all of his gouging hog at once. Her mouth notch took it all in, sucked it right up, and soon he was as big and fiery as he'd ever been. "You know," he said, sticking her face one last time with his joint, "I think you girls really have quite a nice life. I mean no one would every marry a fucking whore, but on the other hand, you do get more sex than anyone I ever knew." Yanking his flesh sword from her lips, he rolled over on his back to take a breath before getting ready to fuck her in the cunt. "I love this," he moaned.
Duke picked himself up and rolled over on top of Tilda's warm waiting body. He slid his pecker up to her mound and asked: "You ready for a first class fuck, honey?"
"Mmm," she said simply, looking up into the Texan's eyes. "I'm ready, Mr. Duke"
"I like that," said Arnie from the sidelines. "the way she calls you ‘Mr. Duke', I mean."
"Yeah," said Duke, "me too." He hammered his meat into her slot so quickly that she didn't know what hit her. "Ooooooh, fuck," she cried, "you gave me no-" She paled, then she blushed, and finally she screamed: "Oooooooh, shit, it's so fucking big."
"Nonsense," said Duke, settling into a steady rhythm. "You love it when it's big like that. Tell the truth. You love a big cock that just jams away inside your sweet hole. Eh?" He didn't wait for any answer. He just continued to ride her fine long channel, sending his rod as high and as far as it would go. She was all slippery flesh and squeezing satin muscles. She rolled with the punches and the steady banging in her cunt. "Mmm," grunted Duke, "now you got it."
She pressed her hips upwards. Her legs traveled up around his face. She squeezed with her loins. She' was braced on the small of her back, her buttocks. rubbing at his nuts, his monster phallus jamming her into ecstasy in her twat. She leaked everywhere, spilling out all sorts of juice, especially down, or rather up, Duke's massive rod. "Uuuuuuuuuuhhhh," she grunted, "that's such a big fucking joint!"
"All the better to fuck you with, my dear," said Duke. "Just you remember that, eh?" He continued to snake out her sweet hole. "I love it," he grunted, fumbling with her titties every now and then. Finally he secured a good hold on one of the large mammaries. Because it was so slippery, it took him a moment to place the smooth creamy flesh. But when he did, it was in his mouth with the nipple erect. He tongued and licked while his rod enjoyed the fat sloppy ride in her cunt. "This is the flight you been waiting for, Tilda. The one that runs you sky high." He pressed his free hand under her butt and jammed his finger up into her asshole.
"Oh, Christ," she swore. She began yapping in Swedish, moaning and groaning while the blush in her face darkened nearly to purple. "Uuuuuuuhhh," she grunted, feeling his grinding cock and finger in her pelvis. "Ooooooooh, shit."
"Yeah," said Duke, continuing to pressure and drill the two holes. "You like it, eh?" He jammed his middle digit all the way up her bunghole. Meanwhile, his cock felt the explosion in her cunt as she entered orgasm. Her climax squeezed his dick like it had never been pressed and rolled before. He could feel the long tubular muscles of her crotch going to work to bring him into a new high. "Fine," he said, "good." He could feel her juice and sap and grease-and everything that was in her pussy-boil up and swell out of the container itself. She leaked out along the backs of her ass cheeks into a puddle under, them. Duke kept jamming his cock and his finger into her two holes, and he kept close track of her nipple with his mouth, too.
"Ahhhhhh," she cried, "yeeeeeessssss." She jerked her hips and stimulated some trigger in Duke's prick head. He fired. The come added to the boiling mass of liquid which seethed in her pussy. The juice went flying around his boner until finally his orgasm was over. "Yeah," he said, pulling his branding iron out of her hot twat. "Look at all that juice!" The scuzz leaked out of her pussy. It dripped down in a steady gush. There was greasy fluid everywhere. He let her legs down and there was a slopping noise as the juice squished out of her cunt. He reached a hand in and out came his finger covered with ooze. "Lick it," he told the girl. "Lick it all off."
He stuck his finger in her face. She opened her mouth. He reached in and her tongue curled out and around his jism and clit-juice covered digit. She swabbed his finger and the one next' to it, with her long wet mouth muscle. She was really getting into it, after a couple of licks, so Duke went back for more. He stuck his hand into her pulsing pussy opening and pressed the wet fingers around in her soaking beaver. When he came out he shoved his spread palm up over the girl's face. She licked the palm and when he pulled back, she licked the fingers and the places between his fingers. He stuffed her face with all of his index finger and she sucked on that. He followed suit, and so did Swedish Tilda, sucking and licking his digits one by one.
"Mmm," he said, "finger-lickin' good, eh?" He smiled and showed Arnie, when he was done, his' clean hand. "Look at that, Arnie. She sure knows how to clean a man up."
"She ain't done your cock yet, there, Duke," suggested Arnie.
"You're right," said Duke. "Here you go, baby." He held up his prick and showed Tilda. "Eat it."
She understood immediately and came swooping down with her long lovely tanned fingers spread. She grabbed off the base of the meat and pressed the head between her willing lips. She got a good enough grip with her mouth that she no longer had to hold on. "Mmmm," she hummed, "cleaning your joint can be fun." Then she popped the pecker back into her face and again let loose with her hands. Her fingers went kneading the flesh of his butt while her tongue cleaned and sucked on his hog. "I love it," moaned Duke, as he watched Tilda finish up. "I absolutely love it."
Soon she'd completed the task of sucking the Texan's big hog. She rolled off of his crotch. A while later, Arnie and Duke had showered and were preparing to leave. "We'll catch you ladies the day after tomorrow, and we want you good and healthy, eh? So get some rest and be ready to go."
"Yeah," added Arnie. "Make sure you're ready for plenty of butt fucking, lots of sucking, and more fucking in your cunts than you ever got in your whole lifetimes."
They tipped their ten gallon hats as they left the hotel room.