The next evening Rossi drew Judy's attention to a burly, balding, cigar-smoking man sitting at a corner table. The man appeared to be about forty, and his slightly pudgy fingers glittered with showy and expensive rings.
"That's George Dimitri," Rossi said, "one of my most important customers. I want you to treat him real nice. If you do, there'll be a big tip for you."
"Yes, Mr. Rossi," Judy said.
George Dimitri was hardly the most attractive man in the club, but Judy knew better than to disobey Tony Rossi's orders. She brought Dimitri a drink and sat down to talk with him. He was loud, laughing and jovial, the kind of guy who probably played practical jokes and slapped people too hard on the back.
Before long Dimitri said, "Let's go on over to my place and have some fun, baby."
"Yes, Mr. Dimitri," Judy said shyly.
"Hey, call me George," he laughed. "Come on."
Judy followed the big man out of the club.
Although she was horny as usual, she really didn't feel at all turned on to George. He was loud, crude and somewhat fat, not her type at all. She just I hoped he tipped her well and that his love-making wouldn't take too long.
George had a penthouse suite in the city's leading hotel, and there was a male servant there to make their drinks and bring a tray of snacks. Then the servant discreetly disappeared and left them alone. George polished off the snacks, all the while eyeing Judy hungrily. His little gleaming brown eyes made her nervous.
"Well, let's get to it," he said at last. "Will two hundred do?"
"That would be just fine, Mr. – uh, George," Judy said.
She tucked the money in her shoe and followed George into the bedroom, feeling very little enthusiasm. The money was nice, but George had all the sex appeal of a bull walrus. He began taking off his clothes, and Judy followed suit, quickly discarding her skimpy costume. As she walked naked to the bed, George gave a loud whistle.
"Honey, you are really built," he said.
"Thank you," Judy said with a hot blush.
She got onto the bed and waited. It took George quite a long time to struggle out of all his clothes. Judy was awed by his powerful barrel chest with its thick mat of black hair. And of course she couldn't help staring when he removed his pants and shorts.
She was rather surprised to see that his cock was completely limp. He'd acted so lusty and aggressive, she could hardly believe that he showed no signs of arousal. His small pale droopy prick dangled from a thick black bush, and his little red balls were limp and empty. As he walked over to the bed, his flaccid dick bounced forlornly.
George crawled onto the bed, making the springs groan, and said, "Hey, give me a head job, then we'll ball."
"Head job?" Judy said, not having the slightest idea what he meant.
George stared at her.
"You don't know what that means?" he exclaimed. "Jesus, you really are new on the job. I mean go down on me, baby, suck my cock."
The last phrase told Judy all too vividly what the man wanted of her. She blushed scarlet. Of course she'd read about oral sex, but she'd never done it – not with puritanical, uptight Joe. Staring at George's wormy, white little cock, she wasn't at all sure she wanted to try it.
"Hey, come on, baby," George said impatiently. "We ain't got all night."
Judy swallowed hard. She didn't even like the guy, and he expected her to take his cock in her mouth. But he'd paid her very well, and it was her job to do whatever he wanted. If she didn't, Rossi would hear about it, and she'd lose her job for sure. "All right," she said uneasily, "but you'll have to tell me what to do. I've never done anything like that before."
"Oh, Jesus," George laughed, "I don't believe this. But what the hell, we'll give it a try. You just bend over me there and start out by pumping my dick. You can handle that much, can't you?"
"Yes, George," Judy said meekly.
She knelt by the big man's hips and reached out with trembling fingers to touch his cock. It was soft and silky and warm, not at all unpleasant to feel. Timidly she curled her fingers around it, holding the limp meat securely in her fist, and began to pump.
"Faster, honey," George sighed. "Harder, too. I want you to get me excited, not put me to sleep."
"Sorry," Judy said with a blush.
She pumped his soft little prick faster and harder, ashamed of appearing such an amateur. Damn Joe anyhow, if he'd just taught her a few tricks in bed, she wouldn't seem such an idiot. But then if Joe had done anything to liven up theft sex life, she wouldn't be here now. She'd be home very happily fucking her own husband.
"That's better," George sighed. "Yeah, just keep pumping my dick like that for awhile and see if you can get it hard."
Judy increased the pace of her frigging, hoping to get his cock hard and get her ordeal over with. George watched her intently as she pumped his prick, a wicked lusty gleam in his little brown eyes. Judy wished he'd look somewhere else.
"You're real cute, you know that?" George said. "You oughta go real far in this business as soon as you learn a little more."
His glittering eyes took in everything. He stared at Judy's big round quivering tits with their dainty soft pink nipples, and he gawked at her flame-red little bush. He watched her pumping fist as she frigged his limp cock-meat faster and faster. He seemed to get quite excited by watching, but his prick remained completely limp.
"Faster," he sighed, "harder. Make that thing really fly, baby."
Judy obeyed, working her little hot fist as fast as she could around the small soft nub of his cock. His rosy red balls jumped and jiggled, and George lay back with a lusty grin of enjoyment, but all her hot frigging came to nothing. His dick remained limp and useless.
"I guess that ain't gonna work," George sighed. "Sometimes it takes me a long time to get it up. Try licking my cock and balls, okay?"
Judy was shocked and put off by the idea of using her tongue on his prick and balls, but she knew she didn't have any choice – not if she wanted to keep her job. She swallowed hard, conquering her nausea, and bent low over George's big hairy belly. Fortunately, he smelled clean and freshly bathed.
Judy let his limp pale prick rest on her palm. Her hot moist breath fanned the little sausage as she leaned close over it and wondered just what to do. She'd never licked a cock before, and she was afraid of being clumsy.
"Come on, come on," George sighed. "We only got an hour. Just stick your tongue out and lick my meat, baby. It's easy."
Reluctantly Judy obeyed. She stuck out her little pink tongue and timidly applied the wet tip to the rosy soft head of George's cock. She lashed it gently, making the rubbery head of his dick gleam with her hot saliva. His cock didn't taste bad, much to her relief. In fact the taste was slightly salty and pleasant.
George stirred restlessly.
"Hey, it won't bite," he said. "Lick it harder, faster. I can hardly feel it."
Judy sighed and began to lash his cock quite hard with her wet little tongue. The pale sausage bounced on her palm as she tongued it hard and fast. She worked from the dull red head right down to the base of his dick where the pale stalk met crisp black hairs. George began to breathe heavily, and his lusty grin broadened.
"Yeah, that's the stuff," he sighed. "Lick that meat like you were starved for it, doll. Lick my nuts, too."
Judy wasn't too excited about the idea, but she obediently trailed her tongue through the crisp hairs of his bush and lapped the hot wrinkled flesh of his nut sacs. Again it wasn't disagreeable. She liked the silky texture of his balls and the light salty taste. But she wished she was doing all this with a guy who really aroused her, not with fat crude George.
"Faster," he panted, "harder."
Judy obeyed, giving his soft rosy balls a real tongue lashing, making the wrinkled sacs flop and bounce and gleam with her spit. George gave a shrill whinny of excitement, and his breathing got heavier and louder. He obviously got off on having his balls tongued – but still his cock remained tiny and limp.
In desperation Judy tongued back to his cock again, making the pitiful little sausage slap and flop as she lashed it with her slick hot tongue. George moaned blissfully, but it was a no go. Even her fastest tonguing had no effect on his wrinkled flaccid prick.
"You better suck it," he sighed, "that's the only thing that's gonna work."
Judy swallowed hard. She'd hoped to avoid actually taking his cock in her mouth, but now the moment had come. She guessed that George had had so many women, done so many things in bed, that very little aroused him any more. It would take something really kinky to get his cock up. She didn't want to blow him, but it seemed the only way.
"Hurry up, baby," George panted. "I wanta feel you suck that meat real good."
Judy sighed and opened her mouth. Gingerly, she placed the soft rosy head of his dick between her lips and sucked inward. Ills limp cock was so small that she had no trouble taking the whole thing into her mouth. As his wrinkled red nut sacs came to rest against her chin, George sighed lustily.
"Yeah, good," he said. "Now suck on it real hard and fast."
Judy did her best to please him. She drew in her cheeks sharply, making a tight wet nest for his little soft dick. She lashed the flaccid meat with her tongue, and she sucked as fast and hard as she could on the salty little sausage. Her curly red locks bobbed up and down furiously over George's hairy belly.
"Hey, yeah, that's good," he gasped. "Yeah, baby, suck me good. Just keep doing that. Oh, man, YEAH."
Judy sucked till her lips and jaws ached, while George moaned and panted. It wasn't unpleasant at all. She just wished she were doing it with Joe instead of George. Poor silly Joe, if only he'd lose his inhibitions and let her go down on him, they'd have a marvelous time in bed.
But that wasn't to be. Instead she was sucking loudly and furiously on a stranger's cock, making a crude fat man moan and wheeze with lusty excitement. George's face was flushed with arousal and split by a horny grin. He obviously loved having his prick sucked. So why in hell didn't he get hard?
Judy's jaws ached for a rest, and she was just about to ask for one when George gasped.
"Play with my nuts, too. Squeeze 'em. That oughta do it."
Wearily Judy obeyed. While she went on sucking hard and fast and loud on his limp little prick, she reached down and cupped his hot wrinkled nut sacs. She gave them a steady massage as she sucked his dick, and George responded with a hoarse moan of pleasure. Judy prayed that this would do the trick, that his cock would finally get hard.
"Yeah, yeah," George panted, "suck that meat, honey, eat me real good."
Then to Judy's enormous relief, she felt his soft little prick give a twitch or two, then a violent lurch. The limp cock began to stiffen on her tongue, growing long and fat and hard. It blossomed into five inches of stubby stiff cock, stretching her lips widely.
"Jesus, at last," George sighed.
Judy shared his relief. She felt his balls growing full and taut in her pumping hand, felt the big hard head of his prick butting her throat. Tasty hot drops of cock-juice began to dribble onto her tongue. George's fat face was red with pleasure.
"Oh, shit, yeah," he gasped, "yeah, you got me good and hard now, baby. Let's ball."
Judy gratefully raised her head and let his thick hard spit-soaked meat pop from her mouth. Her jaws ached from all that sucking. But before she could rest or even catch her breath, George was rolling her onto her back and climbing onto her, practically crushing her with his big burly body.
"Open your legs for me, baby," he panted. "Let me get this meat into you."
Judy wasn't thrilled with the idea of balling him, but she wanted to get it over with, so she opened her slim legs as wide as she could. George, sweaty and panting, rammed his stubby stiff cock against her tender moist pussy and hit the target after a few tries. Judy gasped when she felt the thick meat stuffing her snug little cunt.
"Ooooooo," she squealed.
Even if she wasn't turned on to George, she was still horny, still desperate to get laid, and his fat hard cock felt great inter horny little box. George panted and fucked her, jerking his rigid dick in short hard jabs, and Judy creamed hotly all around him, working her hips in time to his strokes.
"Aw, shit, yeah," George moaned. "You got a great little box, baby, real tight an' hot."
Judy tried to forget who she was balling and to concentrate just on the delicious sensation of being fucked. Each rough thrust of his thick meat in her boiling-hot cunt brought her closer to coming. As George got more excited, he fucked her faster and harder, and Judy responded with squeals of pleasure.
Then she was coming, writhing and gushing hot cream all around his jerking meat.
"Ohhhhhh," she wailed.
George stared at her in apparent surprise when her little body writhed violently under him and her strong young cunt muscles gripped and squeezed his dick. Then he yelped and began to shoot his load, flooding and overflowing her little clinging twat.
Judy could have come many more times, but she was glad to get away from George. That night wasn't a total loss, anyhow. She'd learned how to suck cock, and soon she'd be able to do it for some guy who really aroused her. She dressed in a hurry, eager to get back to the club.
George drove her back to the Flamingo and stopped to talk to Tony Rossi.
"She's gonna be real good as soon as she gets some experience," he told Rossi.
As soon as George had left, Rossi glared at Judy and snapped, "Go wait for me in my office."
Judy went off trembling and hanging her head. George's remark about her lack of experience had really pissed Rossi off. She was terrified that she'd lose her job. She looked pale and frightened five minutes later when Rossi burst into the room with a scowl on his face.
"I don't fool around with amateurs," he said. "Now just what did Dimitri mean? Did you foul up?"
"I did everything he asked for," Judy said quickly. "But there was something I'd never done before, and I guess I was a little clumsy. I'll learn, Mr. Rossi, I really will."
"Just what was it?" Rossi growled. "What did he ask you to do?"
"To blow him," Judy said with a deep blush.
Rossi stared at her, then burst into loud laughter.
"You're shitting me," he said. "You mean to say you never went down on a guy before?"
"That's right," Judy admitted. "My husband doesn't approve of it, so I never learned how."
"Doesn't approve?" Rossi sputtered. "Oh, Jesus, the guy's gotta be nuts. Well, all right, kid, I'll give you another chance. But I'm gonna teach you myself. You need to learn how to give head, otherwise you'll never make it in this business."
He led Judy into the little bedroom behind his office, the place where he'd initiated her into the business not so many days ago. Judy blushed as she recalled her behavior then, the wild release of her stored-up lust when Rossi balled her. Things had changed a lot since then. She wasn't timid or shocked any more. She really looked forward to this lesson in cock-sucking.
Rossi sat down on the edge of the bed and said, "Okay, pretend I'm a customer and I asked you for a blow job. You kneel here in front of me and take out my dick."
Judy blushed at his words, but she hurried to obey. Rossi was a very attractive man, and she was eager to go down on him. She dropped to her knees on the carpet and quickly unzipped his fly. Gently but eagerly she drew out his handsome limp cock.
"Okay," Rossi said, completely business-like, "some guys ask you to pet it or lick it first, but we'll skip that, because I'm real busy tonight. Just take it in your mouth – all of it."
Judy felt a hot rush of saliva to her mouth as she carried out his orders. His cock was clean and handsome, and it tasted good as she eased it between her lips and onto her tongue. She drew it in all the way to his furry limp balls.
"Okay, make your mouth as tight as you can," Rossi instructed, still showing no signs of arousal. "Then suck hard and fast. Pretend like you're starved for it. Guys wanta think you just can't get enough of it, you dig?"
Judy couldn't reply with her mouth full of cock, so she just got to work, drawing her cheeks in sharply to make a silky wet sheath for his dick. With the limp tasty meat resting on her slick tongue, she began to suck Rossi's cock ravenously, making a loud lewd slurping noise. Looking up, she saw surprise and approval on his face.
"Hey, all righT," he said. "That's the way. Yeah, just keep doing that and maybe I'll even get off."
He settled back and lit a cigar, watching Judy intently as she sucked his dick. Her flame-red head bounced briskly up and down, and the noise of her sucking got louder and wetter. Soon Rossi couldn't stay poker-faced. He broke into a lusty grin and began to pant.
"Yeah, yeah, that's real good, baby," he sighed. "You really do learn fast."
Judy was pleased with his approval – and powerfully turned on by sucking his sleek tasty prick. George hadn't excited her at all, but with her darkly handsome boss it was another story. Her hot saliva gushed all around his soft meat as she sucked him faster and faster. Rossi watched her and grinned approvingly.
"Jesus," he panted, "that really is good."
It was so good, in fact, that his cock started to lurch and stiffen. Judy felt her pussy going hot and wet with excitement as his prick grew to full erection on her tongue. His shaft swelled up thick and stretched her lips grotesquely, and his ballooning cock grew so long that she had to take the big knobby head into her throat.
"Christ, yes," Rossi whined, "keep sucking me, baby. I wanta get off."
He let his cigar fall into the ashtray and just lay there flushed and panting as Judy blew him. She was pretty proud of herself for blowing his cool, and she was very hotly aroused. She loved sucking on his slick hot cock, loved the taste of his dribbling juices.
"Okay," Rossi gasped, "I didn't think we'd get to this part, but here's what happens next. I'm gonna come in your mouth, and you gotta eat every bit of it. Get ready."
Judy almost lost her cool when he said that. She hadn't realized that he intended to come in her mouth, and she didn't like the idea at all. But she knew better than to disobey Tony Rossi. Gamely she kept sucking hard and fast on his big swollen dick, while he moaned and panted with pleasure.
"Yeah, yeah," he panted. "Now. Awwwwww."
Judy felt her mouth and throat suddenly filled with hot sticky come. To her relief, she liked the taste. More than that – she loved it. She gulped down the thick salty jism while Rossi whined and pumped out his load. When his prick finally shriveled and slipped from her mouth, she licked her lips to get the last of his tasty come.
When Rossi had caught his breath, he said: "Shit, you don't need any lessons. You're a natural, baby. If George didn't like the way you suck cock, he's crazy. In fact I think you're ready for the big time."
"What do you mean, Mr. Rossi?" Judy asked eagerly.
Rossi stood up and zipped his fly.
"You'll find out," he grinned, "when you come to work tomorrow night."