It was almost three in the afternoon and Sara was chasing the guests out. The Spa was open only from nine to three and she needed to get home to take care of the children, who would soon be returning from school.
"Thank you for coming," Sara said, rising to her tiptoes to kiss Chuck lightly on the lips. "I hope you enjoyed yourself."
"I sure as hell did," Chuck replied. He slipped his hand inside Sara's parted robe and let his fingertips graze tenderly over the lips of her blonde-furred pussy.
Bernice, dressed in her short nightgown, was grinning lustily at John. Since he had fucked her that first time in the weight room, he couldn't get enough of her silky, smooth body.
"Pity time is running out," John said, cocking an eyebrow as he looked at Bernice's thinly-clad tits. The creamy upper slopes of her tits were revealed to his eyes and he felt his prick begin to twitch. "You know, I could have another go at you right now."
Bernice cast a glance at Abigail and Sara. They were saying their good-byes to the other men. Reaching out, she cupped John's balls in her palm, squeezing them through his trousers.
"Damn, you really me getting hard again," she murmured appreciatively, rubbing her thumb over the lump of cock-meat that stretched down John's pant leg.
"You know, of all the times we've gotten it on, you've never sucked me off," John said. He touched Bernice's naked shoulder, his fingertip, toying with the spaghetti strap that held her shortie gown in place.
"What do you want me to do? Suck you off right here in front of everybody?"
"You wouldn't dare."
Bernice had always harbored an exhibitionist streak. Occasionally, when getting fucked by her husband, she would dream that she was an actress and that the whole world was watching her fuck. Bernice had always been considered a little weird by her husband and friends and she enjoyed the reputation. But nobody realized the true freaky nature of the big-titted brunette with the wide mouth and the dazzling eyes.
"Oh yeah?" Bernice said slowly, drawing out each word. "Just watch me!"
Slowly, one at a time, Bernice flicked the spaghetti straps off her shoulders and the front of her gown fell dawn, revealing, the twin mounds of succulent, firm tit flesh. The areolas were a pale pink, capped by rosy nipples that protruded proudly.
Bending over, Bernice slowly hoisted up each white silk nylon, pulling them up higher on her thighs. Casting a glance once more to her friends, who were still chatting casually with Chuck and the other men, Bernice was satisfied with the surroundings. Yes, she thought quietly, this will do just fine!
Sinking slowly to her knees before John, Bernice's eyes were glued to his crotch. She could see his cock-bulge swelling, his cock twitching in anticipation of being buried in the hot, moist recesses of her wantonly sucking mouth.
"I've never sucked a man off before," Bernice purred, her hands shaking slightly as she opened John's pants and pushed them down. "You'll be the first, John. Your cum will be the first I swallow."
John crossed his arms over his broad chest, watching the lusty brunette push his pants down and pull his cock out. He viewed her through slitted eyes, watching with the look of a man accustomed to having beautiful women sucking his cock until he filled their mouths with jism.
Sara noticed something strange out of the corners of her eyes as she spoke with her favorite lover, Steve, the man with the gigantic prick. Turning, she saw Bernice, not five feet away, about to capture John's throbbing, wagging prick in her mouth.
"I can't believe…" Sara gasped quietly, silencing the rest of her words with the back of her hand.
What Bernice was about to do was the lewdest thing she had ever seen. It wasn't the fact that Bernice was about to give a blow job – Sara had given many blow-jobs herself that week – it was that the big-titted woman was going to suck a prick while everyone was watching.
Abigail was even more shocked than Sara at seeing Bernice wrapping her succulent, lightly glossed lips around the tip of John's cock. The eighteen-year-old wife, who was about to kiss Tony good-bye, froze in position and stared in curious amazement as she watched her friend sucking more of John's long, hard cock into her mouth.
"Mmmmmm!" Bernice moaned, louder than was necessary.
She swallowed John's cock until she couldn't take any more. Her lips were wrapped firmly but tenderly around the shaft of his wick, midway between the cock-head and the base of his cock.
With her mouth filled with John's prick, Bernice pulled his pants down to his ankles. Then, with one hand gently squeezing his cum laden balls and the other moving slowly over her ripe tits, Bernice started pistoning her face over his cock.
"Suck it, baby! Give my prick a real workout with your mouth!"
Bernice bobbed her lovely face slowly, gulping much of the cock-meat into her mouth. With just the cock-head still between her lips, the brunette nipped lightly at the spongy tip, pulling her lips back to bite it.
"Doesn't that hurt him?" Abigail asked Sara in a whisper.
"Not if you do it right," Sara replied, also in a whisper, "You've got to be real careful, that's all."
Hearing the conversation going on about her, Bernice turned her face slightly to the right, not taking John's cock out of her mouth. Her lips were twisted, stretched by the thick, hard cock that split them. She looked at her friends and winked quickly. Seeing them watching made her pussy tingle. To realize that she was actually on her knees sucking a cock in front of them was more exciting than she had thought possible.
Bringing her attention back to John and his big, delicious prick, Bernice tongued at the slitted head of his fleshy cock. The pungent, acrid pre-cum that trickled onto her tongue delighted her, added fuel to her already-heated body.
Looking down, John saw his truncated cock appear to shorten. The wide mouth on Bernice was working wonders for him. His cock had never felt harder, or hotter. Whenever she pulled back and lapped at the sensitive underside of his cock-head, a low groan came from deep in his chest.
"Mmmmmmm!" Bernice moaned.
She slurped on the thick cock, dragging her red-painted lips back and forth over the ridge of the prick-tip and much of the prick-shaft. And while she gave John her hottest blow-job ever, she pulled and tweaked her own throbbing, burning nipples, sending shocks of passion through her kneeling body.
Abigail was tossing a thousand different emotions around in her head. She didn't really like watching her friend and sister-in-law sucking a stranger's prick. At least that's what she tried to convince herself of. But why, she finally asked herself, was she continuing to watch the lurid scene unfolding before her? The naive teenager looked at her feet, finally averting her eyes from Bernice and the big cock, and noticed that her nipples were so hard they pointed against the top of her bikini.
Sara discovered that she had a voyeuristic streak deep in her soul as she watched her friend suck cock. The big-titted blonde had sucked off a lot of cocks in the week that The Spa had been open, and she had learned to really crave the taste of cum. She felt her pussy getting warm and puffy. Dressed in her corset and see-through robe, her pussy was open to caresses should any of the men care to grab her.
The men certainly weren't unaffected by the open display of sensuality. Steve, who had the biggest cock of all of them, had a lump in his pants that seemed to stretch halfway to his knee. Bill was rubbing his cock through his pants, and Tony was also raising a hard-on.
The more she thought about her audience, the faster Bernice brought her head and shoulders back and forth. She had her hands between John's legs now, cupping his taut ass-cheeks, pulling his hips toward her mouth as she sucked more of his scrumptious cock-meat into her mouth.
"Ummmmm!" Bernice moaned, rotating her face around the throbbing fucker as the spongy cock-knob mashed against the back of her throat. Her firm, round, heavy tits rolled back and forth, slapping together as she moved. The nipples were like pencil erasers.
Bernice pressed her fingers deep into John's muscular ass, salivating heavily around his big cock. Her cheeks were sunken inward as she mouthed his prick. Bernice's pink tongue slithered hungrily over much of the column of hard cock flesh, testing the hardness, probing for sensitive spots, kindling the fire in John's loins to burn even hotter.
"Look at her," Steve whispered in Sara's ear. He stepped behind Sara, standing so close that his throbbing crotch was pressed firmly against the lush cheeks of her ass. "Isn't that the sexiest thing you've ever seen? She's magnificent!"
Sara felt a twinge of jealousy. She thought of sinking to her knees and proving to him, as well as everyone else there, that she was just as daring and adventurous as Bernice, but she didn't. She didn't because she just wasn't as wacky, wasn't as freewheeling as her younger friend.
With the cock-head trickling salty pre-cum onto her tongue, Bernice rotated her face around the fleshy, purple-colored knob of John's prick. She could feel the pulse of the cock, sensed how his heart was pounding madly in his chest as the excitement grew greater by the second. Turning her eyes upward, she noticed his eyes were closed and his face had a look of total concentration.
"Mmmmmmm!" Bernice mewled hungrily, feeding ravenously on the hard, throbbing piece of cock-meat that stretched her lips.
Bernice squirmed on the floor. The pussy juice was seeping out of her cunt, mingling with the crotch of her panties. She wished there was another cock fucking up her pussy to fill that hungry hole with the meat it needed, but that would have to wait for another time.
Pulling the cock out of her mouth briefly, Bernice said, "I love your cock, John! It's so delicious! I love the way it stretches my lips! I have to open my jaws so wide it's amazing!"
Abigail was biting the second knuckle of her first finger as she watched Bernice paying homage to John's prick. The act was so lewd, so openly wanton! Abigail just couldn't believe that any woman – least of all her sister-in-law – could act that way in front of other people. Perhaps Abigail could suck cock in the privacy oft her bedroom with Tony, her favorite lover, but she could never do that with other women present.
Bernice licked around John's cock-head, then tilted her head to one side and licked down the underside of the cock-shaft until she reached John's heavy, hairy balls. She tongued the sac making it glisten with her spit. When John moaned his approval, she knew she was doing what he wanted her to.
With agonizing slowness, Bernice licked and nibbled her way back to the turgid cock-head. Opening her lips wide, she swallowed the cock-meat deep into the hot recesses of her mouth.
Bernice felt the prick expanding in her mouth, literally vibrating with life. She pulled one hand away from John's ass and wrapped it around his prick. Then, simultaneously jerking on his cock while she sucked it, she threw every ounce of energy in her body into giving him the wildest, most exciting blow-job he had ever received.
The pleasure was too great, too intense, for John to remain calm. His whole body trembled. His balls began leaping crazily between his legs as a hoarse, animal-like growl grew from deep inside his throat.
She had pulled back and had the tip of John's cock-knob against her tongue when the first spunky eruption of jism, blasted out. The cum splattered against her tongue and roof of her mouth. The salty, rich flavor and the creamy texture delighted her. It was the reward she had wanted, the goal she had worked for. Lustily, she swirled the gooey blobs of cock cream around in her mouth, savoring the flavor.
"Is he cumming? Is he cumming?" Abigail asked quickly, ashamed of her open display of curiosity.
At the first taste of jism, Bernice felt supremely confident. To realize that she had used her lips and tongue – and even teeth – to drive this muscular man with the fat prick into a state of mind-blowing ecstasy!
When Bernice heard Abigail's impassioned plea, she pulled her hotly sucking lips off John's prick, but continued to stroke his fiery fuck-stick.
"Cum! Shoot your cum!" Bernice hissed with licentious joy.
The brunette pounded on John's cock and a second powerful stream of spunk shot from the mean-looking cock-head. The milky river of spunk gushed through the air, initially striking Bernice on the chin. The cum dangled from her face as a third, fourth and fifth eruption squirted mightily from the prick-tip. This jism landed on Bernice's neck and splattered on her full, jiggling tits.
The rest of John's cock cream oozed slowly but steadily out of his piss slit. It rolled in globs over her fist and down her wrist and forearm. The cum that dripped from Bernice's chin dropped, landing on the upper slope of her right tit.
Sara was almost ready to cum even though nobody had touched her juicing clit. The sight of her friend sucking a cock, then jerking that prick off, was one of the lustiest things Sara had ever seen. The globs of fuck cream were clinging to Bernice's neck and tits, and Sara couldn't pull her eyes away.
Leaning forward again, Bernice sucked John's shrinking prick back into her mouth. She licked hungrily on the twitching cock-meat and cleaned it, working a last drop of spunk out of the cock's piss hole.
Sara was trembling. She wanted to suck Steve's prick until he, too, shot out his cum. Looking at the clock above the bar she saw it was nearly three o'clock.
"Okay, guys, you've got to leave now," Sara said, trying hard to sound firm. "We've all been treated to a nice show, so go home and think about it. Tomorrow you can all come back if you want."
Bernice finally got to her feet. She was about to pull the front of her short gown up and slip her arms in the straps, but there was too much cum clinging to her tits. She said goodbye to all the men and headed for the shower to wash the jism off.