It was almost one when I dropped Lena off at her apartment and promised to call her within the week. Ten minutes later I was fitting my key into the lock and tiptoing into my own living room.
Kitty had left the lights on, but I found her curled up like a sexy kitten with one of my novels still clutched in her slender fingers, the cover just touching the fine silk of her exposed pussy.
Gently, surprised at the feeling of tenderness that swept over me, I removed the book and drew the sheet up over her lovely nakedness, switching off the light and padding into my own room. Once I had stripped and let the waterbed embrace me, I was asleep in minutes.
The dream was startlingly real. It was the first time in months I had thought of Glenda, my ex-wife, with anything but a slowly fading bitterness. Even sex with her had become a drag during those last months, tapering off to an awkward avoidance before the final parting. In the dream it was vastly different.
Gloria and I were in a huge meadow that stretched out of sight beyond a distant horizon, the green grass rippling in a gentle breeze that bathed our naked bodies like a soft caress. Our movements were slow and deliberate, like the replays one sees on television, our limbs reaching and entwining, sensuous and elastic in the impossible dimension of imagination.
Her lips were a writhing oval of invitation, becoming a marvelously structured cunt as I aimed my elongated prick toward its moist entrance. Her tongue eased out to meet me, developing the head of a multicolored snake that flicked its forked rapier against my glans with surprising heat and pressure. Then it was a pussy again, slipping its pliant lips over my strutted cock and tightening about me as I struggled to force my entire shaft into the flexing embrace. Just as quickly, it was a mouth again, sucking and hungry, sending delightful stabs of pleasure throughout my shivering loins.
I swam up through the layers of sleep as the ecstasy became a threatening wrenching in my tormented balls, reaching for consciousness with the flailing tendrils of my numbed brain. My eyes opened, blinking in the slanting rays of sunlight that pierced the window and bathed the bed with painful brilliance.
Kitty was on her belly between my legs, one hand gripping the base of my distended cock while the other fingered the twin spheres of my swollen balls. Her lovely blonde head was bent over my shaft, her bps stretched to encircle the huge head.
The sight was exciting, but the feeling was beyond description. Her tongue was curling and sliding, polishing the knob of my prick with undeniable hunger. The gripping fingers were sliding up and down, slowly and intently, while the lips eased downward just enough to press the caressing tongue against the slitted tip, then retreating so she could tease it with a rapid fluttering that made my ass tremble in helpless response.
"Baby!" I groaned, caught between the opposing forces of reluctance and desire. One part of me wanted to stop her before she drew me past the exploding point. The other half demanded that I let her finish the job, sucking my boiling sperm from the throbbing monster and initiating her avid mouth to the spurting finale of her labors.
She released my cock, rubbing her chin against the head as she gave me a wet-lipped grin. "I thought I could make you come before you woke up," she whispered. "Does it feel good?"
"Jesus!" I moaned. "Yes! Are you sure you want to?"
"More than anything else!" she breathed, licking the slit and catching a drop of jism that squeezed upward with the pressure of her warm fingers. "I want to drink it!"
Her youthful enthusiasm stripped the last of my reluctance away. "Okay, sweetheart," I said in a choked voice. "Do it the way you want to."
The lips embraced me again, more forcefully, sliding downward until they met the clutching fingers, shaping one firm grip that rose and fell on my thrusting prick. She sucked with instinctive pulls, the vacuuming creating a throb of pleasure that spread down to my loaded nuts.
I willed my hips to relax, for her bobbing head set the waterbed to undulating in a gentle rhythm that fed my cock in and out of her liquid encirclement. Her tongue and palate shaped a slippery channel, a shivering grip that was unbearably delightful, massaging as I entered and the head of my prick pressed the yielding heat of her palate. As the undulations pulled me downward, the tongue sprang into fluttering action, flicking and darting as her cheeks hollowed and she sucked with little wet moans.
My seminal explosion arched my waist as my ass reached upward in helpless trembling. The thick cream forced its way through my towering cock and Kitty felt the quick swelling.
With a sudden motion, she yanked her mouth from my prick and the first spurt splattered against her lips and bared teeth, beginning to spread and trickle before her momentary hesitation was swept aside by the overwhelming force of youthful lust.
Her nostrils flared with the nasal whimper of surrender and she went down on me with a gurgle of happiness, wrapping her lips about my jetting cock and sucking with long hot pulls as my load was emptied into her sliding mouth. She swallowed, gulping the thick mixture of semen and saliva and moaning her happiness at absorbing the delicious liquid into her eager young body.
I wanted to ram it down her convulsing throat, to fuck her mouth in those last ecstatic moments. But, with a supreme effort, I let her milk my cock with nibbling lips and massaging tongue, tightening her fingers in an upward stroke and sucking the last creamy drops with a satisfied moan.
Some of my cream had escaped during that brief withdrawal of her lips and now glistened on the sides of my prong and on her slender fingers. While I stared, Kitty's tongue sought the traces of white moisture, licking sensuously and hungrily. Releasing her grip on my staff, she moved down to caress my big testicles, broadening her oral muscle and curving it under the hairy globes in gentle sweeps.
Finally, she raised her head and licked her lips, her eyes narrowed and gleaming with a new wisdom. She worked her body upward until she could rest those luscious tits on my cock, pressing it down against my belly.
"I'll do better next time," she whispered. "I shouldn't have turned loose when you started to come. I'm sorry."
I reached down and urged her upward until she was astride me, her moist cunt jammed against my still erect cock and her taut breasts digging their firm nipples into my chest. I tasted my own musk as her lips descended, parting against mine, and her tongue yielded to my determined suction in a long, tender kiss.
"I'm so happy, Uncle Steve," she murmured. "You make me feel like a real woman. Mother and Dad treat me like a kid." She squirmed her pussy against me and her face contorted with the pleasure as my prick rubbed the plump lips.
"I wish I wasn't so scared," she whispered. "I want you to fuck me! Watching you do it to Velvet showed me what I've been missing. How am I gonna get over this?"
I patted her smooth waist and let my fingers roam over the warm mounds of her buttocks. "Be patient, Kitty. Be patient."
We shared a leisurely breakfast, chatting about her mother and father as we lingered over a second cup of coffee and cigarettes. Avoiding my eyes, Kitty confirmed my suspicions.
"Mother and Daddy have just about stopped making love," she admitted. "I think Mother is seeing some man on the side."
"It happens," I shrugged. "Don't let it get you down."
"If they ever break up," she said, "I'd like to come and stay with you."
"You'd get tired of me after a while," I grinned. "Some young fellow would come along and you'd forget all about old Uncle Steve."
She shook her head in a vigorous denial. "Never! I wasn't kidding about being happy." She frowned. "Do you think I'm sex crazy?"
"If you are," I grinned back, "it's a nice kind of crazy. I hope you don't change."
Kitty offered to do the dishes and I headed for the typewriter, managing to grind out twelve pages before her blonde head peeked around the door, reminding me that it was almost five o'clock.
I suggested dinner at a small cafe I frequented and she happily agreed. As I was dressing, I checked the reefers Lena had given me. They might be the very thing Kitty needed to get up the nerve for the big step. The prospect of sticking my dick into that hot little snatch was one of the most pleasant I had ever entertained. Once she had opened up to it, she would probably screw my balls off!
The Maple Room served family style meals along with complete bar facilities in an atmosphere that, while quite liberal, was seldom rowdy. The short skirted waitress took our orders and gave Kitty a curious look when I demanded a whiskey sour for her and a double bourbon for myself.
"She thinks I'm too young to drink," Kitty smiled when the waitress had wiggled away. "She should have seen what I was drinking this morning."
"You're incorrigible!" I laughed. "If Nadine and George knew about this, they'd have me drawn and quartered."
"They're not going to hear about it," she assured me.
We sipped the drinks and stared about us. Across the room, a male voice sought my attention.
"Steve! Steve Grammer!"
"Archie!" I called back, watching the handsome young man get up and head for our table. Behind him, two strikingly beautiful redheads craned their necks and I saw another acquaintance, Richard Weller.
"Where have you been hiding this luscious creature?" Archie Swanson demanded, bending over the table and glaring down the front of Kitty's blouse. Under the table, I felt her toe dig into my shin.
"Private stock, old buddy," I smiled. "Miss Harley, this is a notorious lecher named Archie Swanson. Archie, this is Kitty!"
He raised her hand to his lips and slipped his tongue between the fingers, making her giggle.
"Kitty!" he echoed. "A perfect name for such a lovely creature. I'd invite you both to join us, but these tables are too damn small. What are you doing after dinner?"
I glanced at Kitty and caught her faint nod. "It depends on what you have in mind," I said.
"Dick and I are going home with the Colfax twins," he explained. "They've just picked up some home movies. Would you two like to join us?"
"Home movies?" Kitty asked curiously.
"Stag films," I explained. "I imagine they're pretty wild."
"I'd like to see them," she said without hesitation.
I thought Archie was going to climb across the table in his eagerness. "Then you'll come?"
"As spectators," I said firmly. "Kitty is not quite as experienced as your friends."
"That's okay," he assured me. "Just as long as she doesn't mind what we do."
"If Dick and the girls are agreeable," I told him, "we'll be happy to tag along."
He bounced back to his table and four heads joined in a brief discussion. He lifted his hand, thumb and forefinger shaping a circle of acceptance.
"I've never seen a film like that," Kitty said. "Do they actually do it?"
"Baby," I said patiently, "if it is physically possible, they'll put it on film. Are you sure you want to go? It may get pretty rough."
Her knee rubbed mine beneath the table. "You'll look after me, Uncle Steve. I'm not worried. It's exciting!"
As we ate, I examined the girls across the room. From that distance, they were identical in every way, from the half naked and deliciously full breasts to the tight caps of red curls. Their animated conversation and frequent laughter promised an utterly uninhibited evening. I only hoped it wouldn't prove too much for Kitty.
We had a second drink after the meal and Kitty was beginning to giggle at every other remark. When we stood up, she leaned against me and whispered, "I want to be fucked!"
"Anytime, sugar!" I assured her.
"If I just wasn't so Goddamn scared!" she complained.
"Don't rush it," I consoled. "That was a pretty good substitute you came up with this morning."
We joined the quartet at the cashier's counter and Archie made the introductions. When he came to Kitty, he added, "She's a spectator only. All hands off!"
Dick ran his eyes up and down Kitty's curves. "How about dining privileges?"
Kitty blushed, but I answered, "We'll see how things develop."
The two redheads gave me a curious onceover, letting their green eyes linger on the prominent bulge at my crotch. So far, I couldn't tell them apart. Sandra and Amanda were dressed alike and it seemed to me that even the provocative thrusts of their mouthwatering tits lifted at the same exact angles. I found myself wondering if they screwed alike.
We trailed Archie's car through the traffic and I found a parking space right in front of the aging brownstone where he had converted the upper floor into a combination studio and residence.
Once inside, Dick established himself behind the bar and Archie began setting up the projector. The twins, who insisted they be called Sandy and Mandy, kicked off their slippers and sandwiched me between their voluptuous bodies, ignoring Kitty's laughing protests.
One of them slid her hand down to explore the semi-erect length of my cock, forcing her fingers between belt and belly with experienced ease. The other loosened my tie and unbuttoned my shirt, twisting the hairs on my chest while she poked the tip of a wet tongue into my ear.
"Better watch those two, Steve!" Dick called across the room. "They'll eat you alive!"
I was doing a little exploring of my own. Two identical pairs of firm-nippled tits strained against my kneading fingers and two hot crotches slid and quivered along my thighs, burning through my trousers with their moist hunger.
"Everybody grab a drink and settle back for the show," Archie demanded, claiming one of the beauties. Kitty replaced her, dragging me down onto a pile of cushions and handing me a glass.
The room was plunged into semi-darkness and Kitty snuggled against me, fumbling for my zipper as the square of light centered on the portable screen. I quickly unfastened my belt and shoved trousers and shorts down, giving Kitty room to operate.
The film was in full color and of surprisingly high quality. Also surprising was the subject matter and I felt Kitty's hand grip my cock in excitement as the first scene flashed into view.
A bobby-soxed girl who appeared to be no more than twelve or thirteen wiggled her cute ass into a shabbily furnished room where a middle-aged man sprawled in shorts and dirty undershirt on a rumpled bed. The girl deposited her school books on the table and looked over at the man. Grinning, the guy drew his half-hard prick out and waved it at her, making her shake her head violently and start to turn.
The man leaped to his feet and grabbed her arm, forcing her to her knees and rubbing the head of his cock against her face. Before long, he had worked it into her mouth and the camera moved in to show the saliva-slick shaft as he slid it in and out, twisting her arm until she began sucking with deep hollowings of her flushed cheeks.
Kitty shifted her body about until she could bend over my lap and still keep one eye on the screen. I suppressed a grunt as her moist lips claimed the tip of my cock and she began licking the tiny slit in mounting excitement.
I could see that Archie was already on top of one of the twins, his ass beginning to bob up and down between her elevated knees. Dick, on the other hand, was not watching the screen. He had his face buried between the girl's thighs while she stared at the picture and I could hear the wet sound of his feasting.
The two-dimensional characters shed their clothing and the girl revealed a body too well developed to be as young as she had first appeared. The man, in turn, displayed an enormous prick that he was trying to cram into the girl's small cunt, holding her struggling body down as the huge head stabbed her crotch until it found the tiny slit.
From there on, the film was routine, with close ups of his cock sliding in and out and his balls whacking her wriggling ass. I found Kitty's activity far more interesting, for she was sucking my prick with even greater eagerness than she had displayed that morning, taking it far back in her throat as her blonde head rose and fell and her fingers rolled my balls with gentle pressure.
Sometime during the film, we had all managed to get rid of our clothes and, when Archie reached up to switch off the projector and turned the lights on again, six naked bodies were writhing and hunching on the thick rug.
Dick was still slurping away at his selected cunt and the girl was staring hungrily at my cock, its glistening sides exposed when Kitty's mouth lifted. I caught her eyes and pointed at Kitty's inviting pussy, shaping my lips in a sucking motion. The girl nodded, her eyes narrowing.
Forcing Kitty to release her prize, I crawled with her to where I could guide her down again, on her side, facing the twin, while I stretched myself behind her, slipping my cock between her thighs until the swollen head extended past the lower end of her cuntal groove.
Dick lifted his cream-smeared face just long enough to take in the scene and he gave me a happy grin of complete agreement. He, too, twisted onto his side and went back to his licking.
"I'm Sandy!" the twin whispered as Kitty squirmed her hips closer to the waiting mouth. Then she gave her full attention to the unusual combination which confronted her.
Kitty's pussy gaped a tight-lipped invitation and, just beneath its plump mound, my cockhead offered a tempting target for the tongue that slid across her red rimmed mouth in indecision. To make her choice simpler, I shifted my hips until my glans rested in the labial groove which Kitty widened by lifting her left knee. I felt the moist wetness of her cunt and fought back the desire to shove my cock into its virginal embrace. Its heat bathed the strutted knob and sent shivers of pleasure back into my slowly tightening balls.
"Ahhhhh!" It was my own voice, breathed out against Kitty's bare shoulder. Sandy's tongue had pressed its wriggling bulk against my ventral vein and dragged slowly upward to the delicate triangle just below the slitted head. There, she widened her lips and captured the juncture of cock and cunt in her oral pressure, bathing them with her warm saliva and sliding her tongue over every curve and hollow, finally slithering the tip into Kitty's tasty slit.
Archie and Mandy were still fucking like crazy only an arm's length away and Dick was obviously content with his oral manipulation of Sandy's cunt. Sandy used one hand to expand Kitty's pussy and employed the other in pressing the head of my prick deeper in the juicy slit. That way, when her tongue slid into the tight little opening, it was forced to drive over the tip of my cock, massaging it into a violent throbbing that Kitty could feel and which made her ass quiver with pleasure.
I surrendered myself to the increasingly pleasant sensation and let my hands roam over Kitty's trembling curves, kneading her firm tits and tweaking the stiffened nipples, imagining all the while that my prick was actually inside that delicious pussy, ready to spurt its thick load into her hungry young belly.
Only the suddenly increased savagery of Sandy's mouthings told me Dick had changed positions. I opened my eyes to see him behind the lovely redhead, his hips hunching against her perfectly rounded ass as he drove his commendable fuckpole in and out of her well sucked cunt.
Mandy and Archie had completed the first round of their own sensual battle and she was busily sucking his shaft into a new erection, fingering her own cream-filled snatch with noisy strokings.
Kitty's whole body trembled more violently and I felt the hot pressure of her pussy lips become a shivering embrace about the head of my prick. Sandy felt it too, and she clamped her mouth more firmly about the juncture of our organs, providing me with the delicious combination of tongue and cuntal lips through which to slide my throbbing glans. It was a short journey, but enough to massage that nerve-filled triangle into an ecstatic explosion which brought cries, of joy from both of us as my semen gushed, hot and wet, against Kitty's pussy and Sandy's writhing tongue.
Instead of swallowing the thick cream, Sandy forced it into Kitty's pussy with tongue and oral pressure, sucking it back again and using the slippery mixture to caress the convulsing cuntal lips and the still spurting head of my prick. Then, before the spasms ceased, she screwed her mouth more tightly against us and claimed the liquid passion with noisy slurps, swallowing it as Dick's shaft bored deep into her cunt and delivered its slimy load.
"Oh God!" Kitty whimpered. "How can anything feel so good?"
"Ask Sandy," I suggested. "Maybe she can explain it."
Mandy was still engaged with Archie's cock, her red hair trailing across his heaving belly as she slid her lips up and down the towering staff. Her luscious ass was raised by her kneeling position and I deserted Kitty's legs for the more promising rewards of the twin's waiting snatch.
She didn't know whose prick was nudging her labial doorway, but she increased the spread of her shapely thighs and pushed her hips back against me, fitting the hot mouth of her pussy over my prick and whimpering with pleasure as I drove it up into that churning grip.
Throughout the unusual mating with Kitty and Sandy I had been forced to control my urge to pump my cock into some available channel. Now, I was free to give full vent to that urge and I fucked the kneeling girl with a force that slammed her body forward and caused her to lose the cock she was so avidly sucking.
Archie grabbed her head and shoved his tool back in her mouth, bracing her as. I kept slamming my belly against her ass, cramming as much of my prick into her as she could hold. I rammed the resilient depths, expanding them until she was taking all but the last inch. I wanted to hilt it, but that redhaired pussy just wasn't able to contain my full nine inches.
I fucked through the churning tissues, sliding through the slippery mixture of semen and vaginal juice, feeling her undulating muscles suck and squeeze my prick as it rammed in and out.
Archie was guiding her head up and down, forcing his tool far back in her mouth, and crying out as she worked her tongue on the head each time she raised her lips on the throbbing shaft.
He started coming when I was just settling down to a steady rhythm and Mandy drank his spurting semen with strangled whimpers, working her ass in excitement as she swallowed his ropy cream and licked the last traces from his hairy balls.
Now she could devote her full attention to my pistoning cock and she urged me on with frantic cries, contracting her vagina about each withdrawal and pressing her ass back in a desperate bid to admit that last inch of prick inside her slippery quim.
I blasted my load into her with savage thrusts, ramming the head of my cock against the mouth of her womb as it spasmed and sucked, gulping my come just as she had drawn Archie's from him.
I pulled my dwindling member from her frothy slit and rolled aside to see Kitty, Sandy and Dick in a writhing chain.
Dick was eating Sandy's cunt with noisy slurpings while Sandy licked eagerly at Kitty's virginal slit. Kitty had Dick's cock in her mouth and was sucking it with deep hollowings of her flushed cheeks, sliding her lips up and down its thick shaft with little whinnies of pleasure.
Technically, she was still a virgin, but Kitty had picked up a lot of yardage during the past forty-eight hours. At the rate she was going, that carefully guarded cherry would be past tense before Nadine arrived to pick her up. Of one thing I was certain. When her maidenhead was removed, my cock would be the removing agent. In the meantime, she could suck all the dicks and pussies she wanted to. The activity would merely increase her willingness to open up those lovely legs for my final assault.
We did a lot of switching around during the next couple of hours and I screwed both twins before we wrapped the evening up with a daisy chain that found my cock in Kitty's mouth and my tongue flailing away at either Sandy's or Mandy's delicious cunt. I couldn't tell them apart and the only way I was certain of having tapped both jewel boxes was by switching from one to the other in mid-fuck.
When we settled down in the car, Kitty gave a luxurious sigh and snuggled up against my right shoulder like a contented kitten. Her nickname was fitting at that moment, I grinned to myself. Catherine Harley was full of cream. I had lost count of the faces, including my own, that had busied themselves between her eager, warm thighs. But I had taken careful note of the fact that she had managed to blow all three of us and spend a considerable time feasting upon the come-filled splits of Sandy and Mandy.
I let several blocks slide by before I asked, "Did you really enjoy yourself, baby?"
Her answer was an animal-like purr and a warm hand on my crotch. I got the message. It didn't seem possible that I could summon up another erection after all that uninhibited romping, but she had my cock ramrod stiff by the time we reached the apartment and I had mixed a couple of nightcaps.
We changed to a couple of robes and flopped on the big couch, smoking and exchanging comments about the twins and the two handsome guys who had kept their promise to respect her virginal status.
"Tell me," I asked, shifting my hips so she could get a better grip on my cock with her soft fingers. "Did you get a kick out of blowing Dick and Archie?"
She nodded unhesitatingly. Then she gave my prick a gentle squeeze. "They weren't as good as yours," she assured me. "I liked it. I even enjoyed making it with the girls. But this thing really turns me on."
She would have gone down on me with no argument, but I figured her jaw was already tired. I gave her a long, tongue teasing kiss and sent her off to bed, leaving me with a hard and a stack of notes for my novel. I checked over the notes, showered, and went to bed with the erection still throbbing pleasantly. I was asleep in minutes.