Lena Compton was waiting when I punched the buzzer in the vestibule of the three story walk-up. Her voice filtered through the tinny speaker, informing me that she was on the way.
She paused in the doorway, letting the light from inside outline her fabulous thighs through the thin skirt, and gave me a sensuous grin.
"Think I can turn 'em on with this outfit love?"
"Baby," I informed her, "you could make an iron rail out of a noodle!"
She tucked her arm in mine and rubbed a firm tit against my elbow. "Let's go!" she urged. "I've been posin' for a fuckin' queer all week and hittin' the sack as soon as I got home. My pussy just ain't happy with a damn famine like that!"
It was humorous in more than one way. Lena had tacked two degrees onto her name before her short-lived marriage. The joker had been drafted just a month after the wedding and shipped to Vietnam. Three months later, he was another name on the seemingly endless list and Lena was on her own again.
Faced with the problem of her color and unwilling to accept the pittances offered by the few businesses willing to hire her, she started posing for a small time outfit that produced porno pictures for national distribution. It wasn't long before she was offered a bit part in a low budget film and she hit the screen with a minor explosion.
It was impossible to watch Lena getting screwed on film without imagining that you were the lucky stiff poling in and out of that hairy snatch and sucking on those fabulous tits.
She had invested her money with unusually good sense and kept her life-style within reason. As a result, she was now able to produce an occasional skin flick of her own, adding to her bank account and insuring her future.
Still, she enjoyed putting on the Deep South act and mangling her usually perfect English. The other thing she enjoyed was sex. Any form, any time and anywhere! She admitted that the scenes in her films which depicted an orgasm were the real thing.
"Why mess around?" she demanded. "When a guy's shovin' the meat in the oven, there ain't no sense in wastin' it!"
Inside the car, she scooted over and shoved her warm hand between my legs, cupping my balls and getting an immediate response from my cock. She giggled as it began to swell and she adjusted her fingers to give it a helpful squeeze.
"I want some of that tonight," she reminded me. "You can screw that blonde pussy all you want. But you're gonna feed this black cunt at least once!"
"You may change your mind when you see what Jack's got for you," I chuckled. "He's got a long cock and a long tongue."
Her fingers milked my cock. "He'll get me all warmed up for this tonsil-swabber! I know what I like, love."
She knew I was getting excited as hell, so she pulled her hand away with a gentle pat. Rummaging around in her oversized purse, she fired up two cigarettes and put one of them in my mouth.
"I brought some pot along," she mentioned. "You think they'll go for it?"
I shrugged. "Why not? They go for everything else."
A sudden thought hit me and I said: "If you've got plenty, save about six sticks for me. Okay?"
"Sure," she answered. Then, with no change in her voice, she asked, "How old did you say that niece of yours was?"
I let it pass and she didn't insist. We exchanged small-talk until we pulled into the long drive anadparked beside the neat frame house.
The door opened and Jack's huge figure loomed against the yellow shaft of light, booming a greeting before we could get out of the car.
He stepped back and we entered the huge living room, Lena exclaiming her delight over the thick pile rug and the heavily upholstered furnishings.
Jack bent down from his six-four height and planted a kiss on her cheek.
"That's for appreciation!" he boomed, letting his eyes devour the deep hollow between her thrusting breasts.
Helen McPhail came in from the kitchen wearing a playsuit and a big smile. The smile was much bigger than the playsuit, but I didn't complain. One look at her high, firm tits and that plump little snatch, and my cock climbed back to a throbbing stiffness that she eyed with a hungry gleam.
She gave Lena a smile of welcome and moved straight into my arms, jamming her hips against mine and rolling her hot crotch against the bulge of my prick. Her breasts plastered their tips to my chest and she lifted her ripe red lips, moist and inviting. I looked over at Jack with arched eyebrows.
"Don't look at me, man!" he chuckled. "I ain't the one that wants you to kiss em!"
I covered that sweet-tasting mouth and welcomed the slow insinuation of a writhing tongue. For the next several seconds, I wasn't aware of anything but the armful of hot flesh and the delicious contact of our lips. When I released her, she leaned back from the waist, keeping her pelvis locked with mine, moving her hips suggestively.
"Did Jack warn you?" she purred, blinking those long lashes up at me.
"About what?" I asked innocently. My hands had slipped down until my fingers could explore the cleft of her ass and she was wriggling even more, sliding her belly against mine and rubbing my erection with little jerks of her lush hips.
"I'm gonna fuck you to death!" she whispered. "You might as well get ready for it!"
I pulled her a little closer by digging my fingers into the cheeks of her bottom and working my cock against her.
"Hadn't you noticed?" I said. "I'm ready. When does the slaughter begin?"
"We'll have to go through the formalities," she sighed. "Drinks and talk! Shit! Why can't we just get on with it?"
I shrugged, nodding at Lena and Jack. They were standing close together and he was pouring drinks from a shaker, still ogling her cleavage. Jack caught my glance and held up a well filled glass.
As we walked over, I asked Helen, "Want to turn on? Lena brought some."
They were agreeable, and we lit up one of the loosely wrapped jints, passing it around as we settled down, Helen and I on the couch and Lena in one of the big chairs with Jack perched on an ottoman at her feet. Before we had reached the bottoms of that first round of drinks, Helen was tugging at my belt and Jack was kissing Lena's thighs, forcing her knees apart so he could taste the softness of the flesh that converged in that silk jungle where her ravenous slit waited for tongue or cock with complete impartiality.
We shared another stick and I felt my inhibitions float off in the gray haze which settled about us. I wasn't aware of just how I got undressed, or when Helen stripped that playsuit off. The first thing I knew, we were both stark naked and she was crouching between my legs, sucking on my cock like a sick of her favorite candy.
Hearing Lena's soft cry, I stared over to see Jack's head between her dark thighs and his face pressed against her exposed cunt. I didn't need a program to tell me that he had his tongue rammed into that tasty slit, for Lena was wiggling her ass and clutching at his kinky hair, trying to force him down onto the rug where she could reach his thrusting cock.
He finally got the idea and they rolled onto the floor with Lena on top, straddling his head with that bushy cunt working a juicy circle over his mouth and stabbing tongue. She leaned toward his feet, her big breasts dragging their taut nipples across his belly, and her hand pulled that stallion cock into a vertical stance, the black shaft topped with a dark purple plum that was already oozing its pulp.
Holding it steady, she began licking, gathering the juice with dainty flicks of her tongue and drawing it into her mouth where she could savor it before returning for another and longer caress of the throbbing prick.
Finally she squeezed it between her lips and moved her head downward, her cheeks bulging with the thickness as she sucked him into her mouth. It was obvious that the head of his dick was somewhere back of her palate. I knew from experience that she could take the biggest cock around. She knew how to relax her throat so a guy could fuck his tool down between her tonsils and she exercised that talent whenever possible.
I would have stared some more, for it was a fascinating sight, but Helen was beginning to suck with increased insistency, fucking her lips up and down my cock while her tongue fluttered and licked in a way that I knew would bring my come spurting much too soon.
I tangled my fingers in her blonde hair and dragged her slobbering lips upward, holding her with just the head still clamped in her mouth so she could really massage the tip and suck like a greedy calf, her fingers fluttering about my balls and probing beneath them to caress my winking asshole.
The grass, the whiskey and her own sensual nature had combined to create a lust in Helen's luscious body that would lend itself to anything I might devise and I was just high enough to take full advantage of the opportunity.
Lena and Jack were so wrapped up in their own thing that they wouldn't have noticed a live bomb in the middle of the floor. They had switched, putting Jack on top, and he was fucking his huge black prick in and out of Lena's mouth with long strokes that smacked his balls against her nose and eyes. She had his head trapped between her clasping thighs and I could hear his tongue lapping away at her dripping cunt as she screwed it up to increase the depth of his probing licks.
I scooted down until I was practically balanced on the back of my neck, spreading my legs wide and guiding Helen's lips down until she was tonguing my balls, coating them with her warm saliva and moaning with increasing passion.
"Don't stop now, baby!" I grunted. "Give me the full treatment!"
She knew what I meant. Her tongue slid back along the taut skin and I sucked in a lungful of air as I felt her flick that agile muscle about my asshole. Then, moving her whole body closer, she stiffened her tongue and bored into the striated circle. I forced the sphincter to relax and nearly pulled her blonde hair out as I felt the hot wetness slide into my anus, stretching and wiggling until I was gasping with the almost painful pleasure.
"Goddamn!" I groaned, hitching my legs up and resting my heels on her smoothly tanned back. "Rim me, baby! Show me what that fucking tongue can do!"
I felt her breath bathe the area around my asshole as she worked the tongue farther into the tight channel, pressing her lips about the entrance and trapping her saliva so it would add to the goodness she was generating with every movement.
"Jesus!" I yelped. She was sucking. Pulling her tongue almost out and applying the vacuuming of her mouth until I thought my guts would come sliding out. Her tongue gathered some of that slippery spit and slithered in again, sliding faster and faster as she made the first few inches of my colon slick with her secretions.
It wasn't the first time a female had played around in that sensitive area. But Helen wasn't playing. She knew what a lot of girls never learn, that a man's anal territory is laced with a zillion nerves. Not only did she know it, but she was working on every damn one of them and my hips were shivering and jerking as she fucked that tongue in and out, making it swish and slurp as my asshole filled with saliva and made her work easier.
If I hadn't stopped her, she would probably have spent the evening with her mouth glued to my butt. But the thrills she was generating were threatening to loosen the barrier and send my sperm boiling up the throbbing length of my cock. That was the load I intended to dump inside the lovely creature and I had an interesting choice of entrances.
I dragged one of the thick cushions from the couch and dropped it alongside her as I forced her back, watching her lick furiously at her lips with that educated tongue. She lay down on the soft rug, raising her ass so I could slide the cushion under it, then drawing her knees high and spreading her thighs to give me a clear shot at her silk-fringed slit.
The effects of the shared joints were still making everything a little sharper than usual and I took a few moments to examine her cunt, kneeling and resting my palms on the backs of those sleek thighs.
Helen had a long pussy, the slit running far up into the tangle of blonde hair that was wet with her juices where it touched the swelling rolls of her outer labia. The trench sloped inward from either side, the whiteness fading into pink and deepening as the walls merged with the wrinkled folds of her vaginal lips, the membranes wet and slippery, the little beads of honey glistening as the curtain moved, restless and hungry, shivering with anticipation as she stared down between her rising and falling tits at the huge thrusting cock looming over her belly.
"Pull it open!" I whispered. "Let me look at it!"
Cooperatively, her fingers pressed the pouting flesh and spread the furrow into a near-flat plane, its center a pulsating well that oozed the sweet dew of her avid cunt.
I gripped my cock with one hand and steered it down into that membranous oval, stretching the pliant folds into a taut circle as I forced the bloated head into the mushy grip of her pussy.
She started to grab my hips, but I barked: "Keep your hands where they are! I'm not gonna touch anything but that cunt!"
Her whimper dribbled from beneath her grimacing lips as her vaginal walls expanded and their terminal nerves were massaged by my entering prick. The tightness surprised me. I had to really apply the pressure to squeeze into that slippery sheath, but I tensed my buttocks and slid through the clutching folds with a grunt of pleasure, feeding about seven inches into her hungry belly.
She arched her back still more, curving her hips upward in a bid to draw the rest of my cock into her snatch, and I pulled back, making her shove that ass higher to keep it from slipping completely out of the slippery lips. Then, in again, and out again, beginning that rhythmic stroking which created a new tightening in my heavy balls.
One at a time, I transferred my hands from those quivering thighs to the big breasts, catching the nipples between thumbs and forefingers, squeezing and kneading as I fucked her, boring in and out while she worked her ass in a constant grinding that enabled my prick to caress every part of her responsive cunt.
"Damn you!" she panted. "You're gonna make me come!"
Her hands started for my hips again and I growled a warning. "Keep it spread!"
She almost wept as the orgasmic waves washed through her juicy cunt. Her head rolled on the rug and she chewed her lower lip until I expected to see blood trickling from that dainty chin. Her pussy churned, deep inside, tightening about my prick as the muscles convulsed in repeated spasming. I kept sliding in and out, trying to think of something other than the hot wetness that sucked and squeezed like a second mouth. Only the wild session with Velvet and Kitty enabled me to hold back until I felt the slow relaxation of her vagina and she gave a long, shuddering sigh.
"Oh! You bastard!" she panted. "That almost killed me!"
I pinched both nipples, making her jump and shove her cunt still higher. "That was just the appetizer, baby!" I teased. "We haven't really started fucking yet."
I leaned over her, resting my chest on the pointed mounds. "Give me your hands!" I said. "Both of them!"
She released her pressure on that well packed mound and I caught her by each wrist, bending her arms up until they were pressed, palms up, on either side of her blonde head. She stared up at me with wide eyes.
"Can I move my legs?"
"All you want to!"
"Fuck me! Goddamn you to hell! Fuck me!"
With the first stroke, her legs scissored my waist and levered her ass up to take the full nine inch shaft of my cock. My balls squished against her perineum and she circled her hips to feel the head of my dick grind the very bottom of her pussy.
With belly-slapping hunches I slammed my prick in and out, ramming between those clutching thighs and hammering my pelvic arch against her clit in a furious rhythm. The constant manipulation of that love bud sent her into a frantic, ass-threshing climax and her cunt became even more slippery as her vaginal juices coated my cock and were spread throughout the length of that convulsing corridor. I could feel them wetting my hairy balls as they swung into the crack of her twisting ass and heard the moist, sucking sound as the oily exudation was churned by my pistoning shaft.
I didn't even slow down for that first orgasm in this new position. While Helen's ass bucked and humped, I kept pounding away, letting the delightful tremors of her climaxing pussy caress my sliding cock and add to the rapidly mounting pleasure of my ride.
"Hey, cowboy!" The voice yanked me back from the edge of my own come. "How about switching horses?"
It was Jack, on his knees beside us with that big black cock rearing up like a damn fence rail. Just beyond him, Lena lay grinning at me, on her back with those dusky thighs spread in eager waiting. From the gaping lips of her dark cunt, a trickle of white slid down over the reddish-brown skin, reaching its slippery finger toward the winking circle of her asshole.
Wrapped in the happy glow of the marijuana and the incredible pleasure of Helen's talented cunt, I had lost all sense of time. The three loads I had slammed into Velvet, earlier in the day, had enabled me to fuck Helen McPhail for over thirty minutes without spilling the fresh sperm that was boiling just back of my nine inch cock.
Jack and Lena had sixty-nined their way to a gulping crescendo, then screwed to a panting second orgasm with Jack on top. Now Lena had urged him to trade partners and neither Helen nor I objected to the switch. We were both in that highly aroused state where identity no longer mattered, so long as our passion engorged loins were connected to a satisfactory counterpart.
I pulled my cock out of the slimy embrace and rolled off in the direction of the waiting Lena, pausing to watch as Jack took my place and fitted his massive prick into the froth-rimmed slit I had just vacated.
"Man!" he gasped as he slid the black pole into her belly. "You sure got her slick!"
I stared down at Lena's open snatch. "You didn't exactly leave a dry hole," I commented. Then, to Lena, I said, "Turn over, baby! Let's play doggie!"
With a happy giggle, she rolled over onto her belly and raised her ass by drawing her knees up under her dark body, spreading her thighs apart as I positioned myself behind her.
I eased my prick between her legs and slid the head through the dripping jaws of her cunt. She gave a little groan and wiggled her hips in an effort to get me inside her, but I drew back again.
"Put it in, love!" she pleaded. "I need some more!"
I pressed forward again and let the head invade those slimy cunt lips just enough to stretch them and caress the excited nerves. She clamped the rubbery flesh about me, trying to suck me deeper, pushing her ass back against my belly as I bent over her arched back.
Careful to keep the strokes the exact length I had in mind, I began short-fucking her, giving her the head and about two inches in a savagely rapid flurry of thrusts and retreats, the thick cock massaging her pussy lips so fast that all she could do was jerk and quiver, gasping as the frictioning urged her toward another, gut-wrenching orgasm.
"Oh shit!" she panted, her cunt shuddering with the beginning tremors of her climax. "Oh Goddamn! Oh Damn! Damn! Damn!"
She was going crazy trying to wiggle her pussy further onto my prick, but I held her back until the spasms were at their very peak. Then I rammed into her with a vicious thrust that carried me past the mouth of her trembling womb and into the writhing tissues that churned and slithered about the head of my huge cock.
"Aaaaggghhhh!" she yelled as I jabbed her with deep, short strokes. Her hips ground the tightly stretched lips about the base of my shaft and my balls rolled against her clit, providing the final touch to her searing climax.
"You didn't come!" she panted, flopping down on her belly and supporting most of my weight as I followed her, keeping my cock well planted in the steaming snatch. "I must be losing my touch!"
"Not you, baby!" I assured her. "That cunt of yours could make a zombie shoot!"
"You ain't no zombie, love!" she said, flexing her cunt again. "That prick feels like a big fat snake in there!"
"Let's see what this feels like," I answered, slipping my cock out of her pussy and sliding the head up to where her asshole shaped an indentation in the sleek furrow of her buttocks.
"Oh, Jesus!" she moaned, bracing her forearms on the rug and grinding her teeth with strain. I shoved, forcing the head into the tight circle, waiting until she tensed her muscles and the sphincter relaxed. Then, lubricated with her juices and the semen Jack had spurted into her cunt, I slid my horny prick into the torrid sleeve of her intestine, driving over half my length inside before I paused to let her adjust to the massive filling.
"You bastard!" she grated. "You know how I like the feel of a dick up my tail!" Her ass gave a little wiggle, screwing her anus farther onto my probe. "Stuff it, Daddy! Cram my butt full of cock! Fuck my asshole!"
I pushed my torso erect and got a good hold on her hips, dragging my prick back through the clenching heat and wetness until the sphincter caught the flared rim of the swollen knob. Then I rammed in again, squishing through the oily tissues and slapping my balls against her gaping, dripping cunt as I gave her nine full inches up the ass and began fucking like an anxious puppy.
Through eyes slitted with excitement and the thrill of Lena's convulsing colon, I saw Jack flat on his back. Helen was astride his hips, riding his black cock with wildly pumping hips.
It was an intriguing sight, made more erotic by the contrast of their skins. Jack's prick was a thick column of ebony, the big veins pulsing with a bluish cast and the entire shaft shining with the liquid coating of Helen's copious juice. Her natural blonde hair framed his insertion and the width of his cock made it appear that he was driving up into a nest of silk. But, as Helen raised her ass, the lips of her pussy were pulled outward, the pink and red membranes sliding and folding against the blackness like a retreating mouth.
I would have stared longer, but Lena's ass was working its special magic on my cock and the sensation was becoming increasingly good. She relaxed every muscle as I poled into her, permitting me to hilt my shaft in her tail. Then, as I started outward, she tightened the hot colon about me and sucked it with short, forceful contractions of her powerful anal muscles.
I was pounding my way toward a come that I was certain would tear my balls out, banging my belly against her writhing rump and giving little yelps of delight as her ass chewed and sucked on my pistoning cock.
There was a breathtaking explosion ill my belly, turning it into liquid fire that made everything it touched jerk and pulse with ecstasy. The fire surged through my cock and flared into Lena's intestine in savage spurts. She stifled the scream when the first blast shot against her writhing tissues. But the second triggered her own climax and she yelled like I was shoving a hot poker in there. I didn't have to move anymore. The frantic gyrations of her ass took care of everything.
The girls brought damp towels in and giggled as they cleaned us up, Lena taking care of Jack, and Helen carefully cleansing my wilting cock, bending over to plant a wet kiss on the drooping head when she was done.
While they went off to shower, Jack and I settled back with another drink, swapping small talk as our bodies slowly returned to normality after the fierce fucking session.
Casually, I asked if he and Helen ever held a party like this during the day and he answered that it could be arranged. Without divulging her name, I described Velvet. He showed a decided interest.
"You fix that up," he promised, "and I'll get a cousin of mine to drop over." He gave me a broad wink. "Why don't we do this without Helen? Just the four of us could have a ball."
"This cousin," I asked. "What's she like?"
"Fifteen," he supplied, grinning. "And hotter than hell! Helen don't know that I've been into that stuff, or she'd skin my head. She thinks anything under eighteen is too young."
I stretched out on the rug and studied the little crystal ornaments on the ceiling fixture. "I wonder how old she was when she lost it."
He laughed, answering hurriedly as we heard the girls returning. "You guessed it. She was nineteen. But she's sure trying to make up for it."