"This is gonna be good," he moaned, taking his shirt off altogether. He sidled up close to the young woman, sliding his palm along her belly, under her t-shirt. The satin smoothness of her stomach sent a chill up his spine, an electric charge that made him shudder. "Does she answer?" he asked Angela. "Is she on the line?"
"Not yet," said the dancer, her free hand sliding down and holding on to Larry Hanger's roving fingers. "Hold on a second. Gimme a chance to – Hullo? Hullo, Cindy!"
Larry Hanger sat upright. "It's her," he whispered to Ken. "She's got my wife on the line!"
"Oh, Cindy, Angela was saying, "I wanted to talk to you, luv. This afternoon, when I was at your house? Well, I thought of something else that I think you ought to know about." She hesitated and then said, "What's that, darling? Oh, no, I know he's not home yet." She cupped her hand over the receiver and turned to Larry Hanger. "She's complaining that you're not home yet."
Larry smiled and looked lecherously at Angela. "Tell her where I am." He cackled mercilessly.
"Ah, no, I don't think that would work," said Angela. She opened the receiver and said to Cindy Hanger, "Cindy, listen, I think you better come over here. I'll give you the address. It's important, and, well -" She lowered her voice. "- you can trust me, darling. I need you to come over here and help me with something. It'll repay me for what I did for you today. Remember? Upstairs in your room?"
Larry and Ken looked questioningly at one another. "Wonder what she did," said Ken. "Must have been nice, whatever it was!" he added with a lascivious tone of voice, his eyes caressing the smooth curves of the voluptuous young blonde girl. "Just think," he hissed at Larry Hanger, "she's even younger than your bride! How about them apples!"
"Yeah," said Larry, his eyes hungrily sucking in the image of the young blonde woman's beautifully large breasts, "apples ain't the word though…"
It was just then when she ended her conversation with Larry Hanger's wife and hung up the phone. "She's on her way," she said, absent mindedly removing her t-shirt as if she were simply yawning. She continued to speak as Larry and Ken's eyes welled with desire upon seeing the voluptuous size of her breasts close up and entirely naked.
Larry looked over at Ken Atwell, and the expression on his face said, "Do you see what I see?" Ken was vigorously nodding, unable to believe how beautiful the young woman's breasts were. They hung pendulously against her silken chest, the tips slightly erect with arousal, the thickened circular brown nipples large in cap-size than any either of them had ever seen.
"I just got to get a feel of one of them things," said Larry Hanger, his hand reaching out in slow motion toward the all too tempting breast closest to him, Angela's left breast. He took the pillowy softness in his fingers and palm and lightly squeezed the resilient flesh.
"Oooh," she mewled softly as she looked down as if nothing at all had happened. "That feels nice!"
"You're telling me," he said, feeling the nipple spring to attention and full arousal in his palm. "Mmm, yeah!"
Ken Atwell reached out and took hold of Angela's other breast,. squeezing it in a similar fashion in his palm and fingers, kneading it for a moment and then smiling as a fresh hot blush climbed into his face. "Oh, sure," he said, "she's got just what I needed! Yeah!"
"Both of you squeeze at once," she said. "Squeeze my two breasts both at once!" She came up on her knees and stuck her chest out so that one breast jutted out wards at Larry and the other at Ken Atwell. They both squeezed and pulled lightly at the smooth, pendular breasts. Then Larry let his fingers go limp for a moment and he clasped hold of Angela's large, protuberant rubbery nipple and rolled it between his thumb and forefinger until it sprang fully erect and thick. Then he tugged lightly, pulling with it the heavy pillowy breast.
"Oooh, Larry," she moaned, "you do know how to turn me on! Mmmm! She watched as the older, experienced man pulled and titillated her breast by exciting the highly ardent nipple and large, distended mellow brown cap. Then she asked him with a quick eye first to Ken Atwell, "Would you suck it? Larry, would you do that? suck on my breast for me?"
"Would I?" said the aging businessman, his face a picture of prideful lusty desires. "You bet I would." He looked away for a moment and then said, "But first you have to do one little thing for me."
He stood up without saying another word. Ken still sat beside her, his fingers slipping up and down the steep incline and slope of her smoothly hanging naked breast. "Maybe we ought to all get naked," was already doing just that, pulling open is fly and tugging down his underwear.
"Yeah," he was saying, "let's all get naked and lemme show Angela just one little thing I want her to do. Then I'll suck on her tit for her. Yeah? That sound reasonable?"
"Sounds good to me," said Ken with a chuckle.
"I kind of like the idea myself," said the liberated blonde bombshell, her breasts jiggling like a couple of jello pads. She smiled prettily and with a quick little snap pulled her jeans open. "I guess I better get naked too, eh?"
"Well, it couldn't hurt," said Larry, now standing up above her with his cock in his hand. She looked up and regarded the thickened prick in his fingers like a strange, mysterious thing that she just had to get a better look at. She even stopped undressing. That's how caught up in the spectacle of his penis she was. She stopped undressing and crawled forward on her knees and put her hands up to his thighs, saying softly, "Let me see it. I want to see your penis, Larry."
He smiled and let her handle his cock. She took it in her fingers and lifted it up so that the underside was in view. "It's thick," she said, looking up at him. "Thick and hot." Then she looked back at his balls. "And your balls are excited, too, I can tell."
She cupped his testicles with her upturned palm and let the lust-heavy orbs rest in her fingers. Then she squeezed lightly with her other hand around the thickness that was the base of his prick. "Is this sorta like what you wanted me to suck on?" she asked coyly, her eyes still gazing upon the lusty thickened ribbon of flesh that wrapped around the bloated spongy cock tip. "Maybe this is what you wanted me to suck for you, Larry?" she asked softly, and without looking at him. She was more interested in the spongy sensitized head of his prick.
"Yeah, well, I guess that's kind of what I had in mind," he said, dumbfounded by the young girl's straightforwardness. None of the other women to whom he was married ever showed such an avid interest in his penis. It was quite a nice thing to watch a young girl with such fine large breasts and with such big beautiful eyes and so pretty a pair of moist wet lips actually gazing upon and hungering for his erect penis.
"Go on," he said. "Suck it for me."
"How about if I kiss it first," she suggested in a sultry whisper, her hot breath caressing around the pink and purple crown of his blood-engorged cock-head. "How about if I kiss it and lick it some… and then suck it for you, Larry? That's the way I usually do it, honey! Mmm, nice and slow and tender… wouldn't that be more what you're looking for!"
And without waiting for his response, she parted her lips and leaned forward, tenderly kissing the tip of his cock, pressing her moist lips to the rim of the head and allowing her tongue to come darting out only slightly, just to wet and polish a little piece of the head. Then she kissed the side of the shaft the same way, with her moist thick lips and with just a little dab of her hot wet saliva.
She kissed the base of the thick, expanding cock in the same manner, and all the time that she fondled him this way with her lips and her lightly teasing tongue, she simultaneously and slowly rolled his testes in her fingers and her palm, slightly tilting her hand one way and then the other, letting the lust-bloated scrotal sack float this way and that in her warm sensitive hand.
"Will you get a load of that!" said Ken Atwell, his own body now completely naked. "She's just the best I ever saw, Larry! Do you believe it?"
"Shsss," said the other businessman, his penis wet and throbbingly hot with the tenderness of the young girl's oral attention, "she's trying to concentrate! Don't disturb her now!" He looked down just in time to see her thick wet lips ovalling and preparing for the penetration of his cock. She was actually going to take the throbbing prick into her mouth! He could see her wetting her lips and getting ready! It was unbelievable! She had such a look of wantonness… such rapture… and her hands were so tender! God, the way she holds it! It's as if she can't live without it! Oh, God, now she's really putting it between her lips… into her mouth!
The feel of Angela Heet's hot lips caressingly sucking the thick shaft of his cock into her mouth gave his body an electric chill. He shuddered with an intense, jerking spasm and then plunged into her mouth with all of his thick meaty-headed prick.
"Uuuhhh, go-od!" she moaned around the pressing rod of flesh that filled her hollowing lips completely. She'd have gagged if she didn't know what she was doing, if she wasn't experienced, but since she was the kind of a girl who not only liked
to suck cock but also took pains to make sure that she knew how to do it, there was no problem whatsoever. She merely opened the back of her throat and accepted the long spongy tip of the driving column of penile flesh, accepting more and more of it until Larry Hanger could not believe his eyes: My balls-they're right next to her chin! My cock is all the way inside her face! It was incredible to him to see his bristling black pubic hair touching against the girl's chin-that's how far inside her mouth his cock was!
"She's incredible," murmured Ken Atwell, his own penis doing a little dance and spasm just from watching the obscene sight of the young girl accepting his friend's cock in the mouth. "I never saw any woman anywhere do something like that!"
Larry reached down and took Angela's creamy white breasts in his two hands and began massaging them while enjoying her licking and sucking on his penis. She was rubbing her lips up and down the shaft of his cock, licking him from inside her mouth, while he enjoyed palming and squeezing her youthful, firm white breasts!
"Mmm," she hummed, his hefty penis sliding in and out of her ovalling lips and against her slippery wet tongue, "mmmm, good… yes-sssss… I love it… I love a good hard cock in my mouth, Larry… Oooh… yessss…" She reached around his naked buttocks and gave the two full hairy moons a couple of tight squeezes, pulling his spasming penis forward into her lips even more, so that the spongy prick cap rubbed and pressed against her swallowing vulva. She rolled her tongue back and forth around the rubbery thick crown of the head, and then she pulled him back, pushing on his pelvis and taking a breath. She held his stiff shining wet column of cock flesh in one tiny hand and waved it back and forth like some wet wand. "Oooh, you're a very nice man to suck off, Larry," she said softly, her breasts and shoulders heaving with desire. She was panting like a race horse, practically unable to control herself.
"I have to get undressed," she said. "I'm so-oo hot!"
"Yes, yes, by all means!" hissed Ken Atwell, his eyes bulging. "Get undressed!"
She looked at him with a lusty gaze in her eyes. Then she looked down between his legs where he was tugging on his cock, rubbing himself in anticipation. "Why are you doing that yourself?" she wanted to know. "Let me do that!"
Before he could say another word, she reached out, grabbed his thick-headed cock and began pulling it sideways and back and forth. With her other hand, she began to work her way out of her tight white jeans. A moment later, completely naked, her lovely little pubic triangle shining wet and glistening damp with clitoral juice, she was on her knees in front of him, pulling and massaging his cock. She worked it with one hand and then with both hands, slowly sliding the inside of her palm along the topside of the blue-veined hardness, working the inside of her other palm against the spongy, sensitized portion of the blunted tip.
"Uuuunnnhhh, she's a pro," he groaned to Larry who sat alongside the young girl with his own stiff wet prick still pulsatingly hard.
"Look, I'm fading now, Angela," he told her with a bit of complaint in his voice, so she reached out with her free hand and took hold of his cock, too! Now she held both of the huge, throbbing hardnesses in her two hands, and she pulled them up and down and rubbed them from side to side with a big lecherous grin on her face.
"How's that boys?" she asked softly. "You like it like this?"
"Oooh, do we ever!" hissed Larry Hanger, his eyes rolling around in his head. "This is the way sex was meant to be!"
Ken Atwell smiled and lay down leaving only his cock upright… in Angela's pumping hand! "Mmm, keep tugging, baby," he groaned. "Tug me into ecstasy, honey… all the way! Take me ALL. THE… WAAAAAAYYYYYY!!!" And just then, her eyes widening, Angela saw that Ken Atwell's reddened cockhead had begun to spurt out little needle fine sprays of seminal fluid, three of them, like fine hosing squirts that landed on her upper arm like a sticky dew.
"Ooooh, my, Mr. Atwell," she groaned. "I think you're very, very excited!"
"Uuunnhhhh, yeah, honey," he droned, unable to concentrate except on the feel of her softly pumping, gently squeezing little fist that kept tugging on the shaft and just under the blood-thickened rim of his aroused penis. She put one finger over the tip of his cock, right over the little wet slit in the end of his prick, and pressed down lightly, continuing to pull and jerk his thick pulsating hardness.
"Just a minute, Larry," she told Larry, releasing his cock. "I think your friend is going to have a cum right now, so I'll finish him, and then… you and I… mmrnm…"
She put both hands to Ken Atwell's prick and balls now. She hovered over his body and leaned down with her full, flowing breasts touching at his knees, skimming along the tops of his thighs. "Too bad your wife's not here already, Larry," said Angela, her hands rolling around Ken Atwell's throbbing cock. "I think she could be learning something from this!"
Larry was at such an angle on the carpeted floor that he could look right up between young Angela's spread naked buttocks and see her asshole. It was shaped like a little tight acorn. He could even see the puckering sphincter muscle and the little brown interior beginning of that tight spot. "Mmm," he hummed, thinking about
what a wonderful girl Angela Heet was, "I think I'm going to enjoy teaching my wife a thing or two. Especially with Angela the expert around to help out!"
"Shsss," she said softly, "I'm trying to concentrate on Ken just now, Larry!" She smiled at her own little joke and then leaned down even closer to Ken Atwell's throbbingly hot penis. He was only a moment from giving way to the ecstasy of orgasm, that much Angela could tell for sure. She cupped his balls in one hand-the little orbs were tight and hard like soft rocks, like flesh eggs, and she enjoyed rolling such lust-bloated organs in her fingers. And as for his prick, well, that big long hard column of ridged bony flesh was just as stiff and thick as it would ever be! She enjoyed rolling her hand around it, sliding her fingers softly up to the tip and then down the sides so that she held just the base in her long slender white fingers. She ducked to it, bowing her face over it and cupping the thickness of the knobby cap with her moistened lips. She rolled her tongue out against. the sensitized spongy flesh of the cap, sliding and slipping around the prick cap as best she could, making it hotter and more excited with every brushing lick of her long wet tongue. She licked it like a lollypop, too, until he was moaning like a man in some kind of torment.
"Oooh, God, Angela!" he cried out. "Ooooh, Angela! Yes! Don't stop, baby… just don't stop!" He lunged his pelvis upwards and she accepted the thrusting cock head into her ovalling willing lips, taking it deeply into her mouth and down against the back of her throat. She swallowed hard and picked up a rhythm, for she knew that at any moment he would explode and send his hot spraying salvos of jism up the length of his thick pulsing cock into her mouth. She wanted to be ready for that, ready and able to swallow down all of that hot sticky wet semen, so she swallowed rhythmically, wrapping her hand around the thickness of his cock stem and pumped, even before he began to ejaculate.
From behind, his hands big and spreading so as to take hold of her firmly hanging white breasts, Larry Hanger crawled up against Angela Heet. He slipped his hands around her trim little hips and up along her smooth belly to take hold of her breasts and squeeze them. His penis stiffened up immediately as it came in contact with one of her creamy soft buttock cheeks.
So while he held her from behind, rubbing his thick prick back and forth against her smooth cheeky rump, she held onto and sucked on Ken Atwell's cock! They looked all three of them like some sort of strange flesh train! Ken was on his back, Angela was on her hands and knees sucking him off from between his legs, and behind her was Larry Hanger, his palms going wild caressing her voluptuous breasts!
"Ooooh, God, I'm going to… to… oooohhh!" And with that, Ken arched his back and making little sounds of groaning pain, pumped upwards, sending his prick into the depths of Angela's swallowing throat, blasting off into her inner neck with full force, his thick, creamy wads of sticky hot jism bubbling up into her neck!
At first she was able to catch the semen with her swallowing uvula,, but then, suddenly she lost her pace, and with that, she lost hold of his cock with her mouth and somehow, in one wild instant, his stiff throbbing prick, jerking and squirting, came out of control of her lips and shot wildly here and there, sending semen everywhere… hitting her in the forehead, on the chin, against the nose and then… then she got hold of it again, just the head, inside her thick wet lips… and began sucking like a baby on a teat… actively pulling the semen down her throat with quickly working muscles in her mouth… tonguing the head of his ejaculating cock… getting all the wet, creamy jism she could into her hungry belly!
Some of the cum didn't get down her throat, though, and it came dribbling out from the corners of her mouth, sliding down in little rivulets and dripping down her chin and puddling on his belly… After it was over, she took hold of his balls and rubbed them around so as to make sure they didn't ache. She knew about men, about what they might and might not like, and she liked giving it to them. She rubbed his lust-bloated, tired testicles and massaged his prick until another line of semen appeared about to drop from the tiny slit in the end of his deflating cock. She licked that off with one quick swab from her splaying tongue, and she swallowed it down like so much delicious honey!
"Mmmm," she murmured, happily aware of the fact that she'd pleased him in more ways than one, and she sat up on her knees, leaving go of his cock and sitting upright with Larry's palms holding her swollen aroused breasts from behind. "You inspire me, Larry," she moaned in a whisper. "Sucking him off was fun, but you inspire me!" She put her hands over the tops of his hands and pressed down firmly, pushing his palms down on her breasts so that his fingers were in close contact with the smooth slopes of the tops of her pendulously hanging breasts. "Mmm, yes, Larry, like that… like this…" She took his fingers and showed him how she wanted him to hold onto the tips of her gigantic nipples, and then she indicated that she wanted him to tug on her nipples, to pull and squeeze the cherry-red tips until they blushed even more with sexual arousal!
"Oooh, yeah," she said, "just really squeeze me good, Larry… Make me hot… squeeze me!"
He dutifully filled his fingers and his palms with her full, resilient breasts, kneading the pliant flesh, pressing and working it like a special kind of dough. "Oooh, yeah, baby," he hotly whispered in her ear, "I wish I met you before… I wish I knew you first, honey… before my wife!"
"I know… I know," she whispered back. "But when we finish with her… after tonight… oooh, maybe she'll be alright then… maybe…" But she could no longer withstand the intense feelings of arousal that filled her body with desire, dictating that she turn around and kiss him heartily on the lips, giving him little swabs with her tiny wet-darting tongue, splaying outwards at his lips and then diving downwards along his belly… kissing him on the stomach and on his hips and his pelvis… and she dove deeper still, between his legs… and with her lips like fingers took hold of the head of his blood-engorged member and sucked at the spongy cock-head, using long lascivious strokes of her tongue to suck voraciously at the pulsating thickness until he moaned with ravenous passion, "Oooh, Gawd! Yessss! Uuunnnhhhh, good, Angela… so-oo good!"
He lay down backwards, spreading his legs and giving her all the room between his hairy muscled thighs she would need. She applied her hands to the tops of his legs, slowly but surely closing in with her cock-hungry fingers until she surrounded his lust-bloated testicles and his meaty erection with her tiny hot fists while all the time her ovalled lips worked diligently to continue sucking at his turgid stiffness!
"Unnnnhhh, don't stop!" he groaned with obscene delight as he lifted up his head and watched his own hardened cock skewering upwards with throbbing intensity into her moist thickly ovalling lips. She was devouring his penis with animal intensity, actively working her jaws around and around the hardness of his virile penis, trying to get more and more of his jerking prick into the depths of her wantonly sucking throat. For a moment he could actually see the head of his prick bulging bulb-like in the hollow of her sweet cheek, sticking out like a flesh knob, like some sort of goiter, from her face, and then he plunged upwards, arching his hips and pelvis, and dislodging from her cheek he sent the bulk of his meaty cock-tip into the back of her willing throat, wickedly filling her inner neck with at least a full-third of his hot throbbing cock!
"Uuuuhhhh," she gurgled around it as her nostrils flared in wild abandonment, for she was the kind of woman who took a great pleasure in such animal wanton behavior, and no amount of ravishment from his penis in her throat would have been too much for her! With a keen sense of depravity she surrounded his buttocks with her tiny fingers and thus squeezing from underneath him, pulled his pelvis up even harder against her hot voraciously sucking mouth and took even more of his pulsating blue-veined thickness into her throat!
Then, without releasing the turgid stiffness that penetrated her lust-wracked lips, she swiveled her hips around behind her and climbed upon his chest in such a manner that her nakedly splayed wet pussy lips ended up in full view and only inches from his face! Looking head on into the narrow hair-rimmed lips of her vagina, Larry Hanger let out a low-pitched whistle. Merely the sight of so perfectly formed a pair of puckering labia stimulated his fondest sense of admiration and regard! "Ooooh, honey, this is as nice a little cunt as I've ever had the privilege of!"
With his fingers she took hold of the two clit-wet labia and spread them out so that he had an unencumbered view of her aroused clit. "Say," he commented, "you got a pretty nice-sized little button here, honey!" And this, from Larry Hangers's point of view, was quite an understatement, for the young blonde girl's clitoris was easily three-quarters of an inch long and somewhat fatter than the back of a tack. "Oooh, yeah, baby, this is gonna be some fun!"
She backed up slightly when she heard him say that, and without hesitating for even an instant, Larry lifted his head to close the distance between his mouth and her cunt and began sliding his slippery tongue against her glistening, puckered pubic lips.
"Uuuuuunnnnnnhhh," she moaned with obvious obscene pleasure, and so taken was she by the sudden shudder of desirous chill that charged her spine and shook her hips that she had to release his cock temporarily from her mouth and simply pant for breath! "Oooooh, Gawd…! Faawwwwkkkk…! Gawd…!" she groaned animalishly as his tongue swabbed the knobby little clitoral flesh in her vagina labia. Every now and then he pressed his tongue into the narrow wet tunnel itself, and on such occasions Angela stopped breathing all together so that she could concentrate that much more on the feel of the thick tongue flesh inside her belly!
Larry opened his eyes between tongue-fucks and espied the young blonde girl's asshole. The rubbery orifice beckoned to him, and he could feel his prick re-doubling in strength with the thought of what he planned to do sometime, someday, with that little asshole of hers! "Ooooh, yeah," he hissed, and he dove back into her pussy, hungrily licking and sucking her inflamed labia and her aroused clitoris!
After another moment or two of this oral fucking in her cunt, after adjusting to the flame like passions that licked and burned between her comely warm thighs, which from time to time she clamped tightly around Larry's face, Angela Heet went back to licking and sucking his glistening wet prick! So carried away were the twosome with their oral fucking that neither of them heard Ken Atwell stand up to answer a knock at the front door. Nor did Larry Hanger or Angela Heet hear Cindy Hanger's first jealous, frightful wail, the short screech under her breath that she let out upon seeing her husband obscenely sprawled beneath and licking another woman's cunt!