Chapter 7
Jim did not have much time to reflect on his situation. He didn't even try to figure out what had come over him in that club with Dianne and Glenda. He had just followed his instinct.
We're all exhibitionists to a certain extent, Kevin had told him. It hadn't bothered Jim at all, having sex with those two beauties before an audience. Hadn't it even excited him more, knowing he was watched?
And this invitation he had accepted, to spend the weekend with these people over on the coast, the Tildens. What kind of situation would that be? Knowing Mira and Kevin, as he had so quickly come to know them, and judging from the knowing little hints, it was bound to be an unusual weekend. Yet he had accepted the invitation without hesitation.
Betty had phoned to say she was staying on with her sister a few more days. So there was no problem there.
And shortly before noon of a beautiful warm day he found himself sitting close to Mira in the front seat as Kevin drove them in the direction of the California coast.
Janet and Phil Tilden were middle aged. But their bodies were in excellent shape. Late that afternoon as they lounged around the pool they wore the briefest of swim suits, as did Mira and Kevin. Jim felt positively overdressed in the dark blue bikini that Betty had always thought was too skimpy.
He found the Tildens an amiable couple. Nothing but small talk so far, though. But it seemed that everyone was waiting for something to happen.
All at once the tone of the conversation changed abruptly. Kevin began to tell Janet and Phil Tilden everything that had happened in the club with Jim and the two entertainers.
Jim staled silently at Kevin as he began the story, too surprised to do anything but blush. Then, as the story continued, he forgot to feel embarrassed by such intimate revelations. And he got hot all over again, reliving the events of that night at the club.
The Tildens listened intently, their eyes sparkling with the lust the story aroused in them.
"That's beautiful," Janet said, turning to Jim when Kevin had finished talking.
"Beautiful," Phil echoed.
There was a heated, sex charged silence. Ah eyes were on Jim, as if he were expected to do something now.
"Yeah, beautiful," he said, finding his voice thick. "But what do you do for an encore?"
The silence remained, heavy, hot.
"Oh, there are many things," Janet said, leaning forward to squeeze Jim's knee.
Jim felt his ears burn.
At that moment they could hear the faint sound of the chimes at the front door.
More' guests were arriving. Janet kept her hand on Jim's knee, looking into his eyes, while Phil got up and hurried into the house to answer the door.
Jim stood on the long balcony with the Tildens and two other couples, Marie and Sam, who were from Texas, and Ethel and Frank. Everyone was on a first name basis here. The Tildens didn't even mention a last name. Odd.
Like the Tildens, Ethel and Frank were middle aged. Ethel was fleshy and giggly. Maybe Betty would look like that when she was Ethel's age, wonderfully full bodied with creamy soft skin. Something to look forward to if only Betty weren't so up tight. He brushed thoughts of her from his mind.
Marie and Sam were in their thirties and obviously were quite rich. Marie wore flashy diamonds and Sam's big pinkie ring was also diamond.
Jim wondered what had become of Kevin and Mira. They had gone away together about half an hour ago, still wearing those skimpy swimsuits. Jim had a terry cloth robe atop his now. The sun was still high in the sky, although it was five o'clock. They'd had a late lunch so dinner would probably be late too.
He didn't notice the five telescopes on the railing of the balcony until Ethel looked through one of them, facing the sea.
She gave a loud bawdy laugh.
"Ummm, Frank, have a look see," she said.
Frank took the telescope next to her.
"That's what I call real screwin', " he said hoarsely.
Marie and Sam hastened to take two other of the instruments.
"Go ahead, Jim," Phil Tilden said.
He and Janet seemed to know what was going on without having to look into the telescopes.
Jim peeked into the vacant one. His prick heated up. Kevin and Mira seemed to be close up. Yet they were at some distance, on the sandy beach. They were naked and they were fucking.
The view was from the side. Mira's long silken legs were wrapped loosely around Kevin's waist. He pumped that horse dick of his to her with everything he had. They were so obviously insatiably heated up. Jim could almost hear the love moans, feel the body heat.
Gracefully, Mira rolled over and lifted her white elegant ass high into the air. Kevin was poised behind her, his huge cock swollen and throbbing.
He entered her pussy from the rear. The telescopes that were provided for the guests were powerful, affording a clear and close up view.
The mammoth cock slid beneath the shapely ass cheeks and into the tight fit of the hot pussy. Mira kept lifting her ass higher so that she was nearly doubled over. And the gawking guests on the balcony could see the fervid work of the stiff dick, close up.
Kevin threw his head way back, his face contorting. He dug his fingers into the tender white flesh of Mira's buttocks and gave an extra hard lunge forward.
Jim's cock was bone hard, pushing against the tight constriction of his bikini. His balls tingled and he could almost feel the hot cum which was at that moment spewing from Kevin's cock into Mira's cunt.
Kevin pulled his cock free of his wife's cunt. He sat facing the balcony, breathing heavily, leaning back on his elbows. Mira sat near him. Seductively she opened her legs wide. Kevin's cock was still half hard and it glistened in the sun with pussy drippings. Mira's exposed cunt looked juicy and inviting.
Jim was aware of his own heavy breathing and could hear the same thing from the other guests. "Jim!"
Reluctantly Jim turned from the telescope. Phil Tilden had just spoken his name.
"Jim, would you go down to the beach and tell those two we'll be serving cocktails very soon."
Jim's throat tightened. He knew what was on Phil's mind.
"Sure," he said hoarsely.
He left the balcony, left the house. He began walking toward the beach with long fast strides.. . toward Mira and that opened, inviting pussy that had just been fucked by a giant sized cock. Fucked while he watched.. . while a whole balcony full of people watched.
Strangers to him. And they're watching me now, he thought.
His whole body felt flushed and he experienced that same wild excitement as in the club with Dianne and Glenda, the black beauties.
Halfway to the beach he paused. He took off the terry cloth robe. He waited for a few heartbeats. He took off the bikini. He stood bare assed, exposed to the people on the balcony.
Strangers looking at me, he thought. Watching me through those telescopes. The women's pussies are getting runny. Janet, Marie and Ethel were all fine looking women. But Jim found Ethel the more interesting. Maybe because of the thought that Betty would have that same fleshy but shapely body when she was Ethel's age. Gotta quit thinking that. Forget Betty and the disappointment she'd become. So vapid. Such an eternal little girl.
He began to walk again towards the beach, feeling the eyes on him. And Kevin and Mira waiting for him. Knowing he was on the way, although they couldn't see him.
Mira saw him first. A smile spread across her moist, sensual lips. She opened her legs a little wider.
"You got here even quicker than we expected." Jim heard Kevin's voice speak those words. But he didn't answer. He kept his eyes riveted on the wide open, just fucked pussy. .
"Nice, eh?" Kevin continued.
"Yeah," Jim said hoarsely.
Mira's legs spread wider, as wide as she could get them, so that her soft thighs quivered. She arched her back, flinging her head backwards, her long black hair streaming down.
Her huge knockers lifted high. Jim could feel the hot eyes watching through the powerful telescopes on the balcony. He could feel the warm sea air on his naked flesh. His cock was hard, hot and ready. His mouth was rich with saliva, hungering for that wide opened snatch.
He got in back of Mira and sank to his knees on the warm sand. He wrapped his arms around her and dug his fingers into the creamy flesh of the big titties.
He eased her down onto her back and he leaned forward and over her. With a quick duck of his head he wrapped his lips around one of the big swollen delectable tits.
Mira had the soles of her feet planted on the sand, her legs still spread wide. Jim scooted his body forward, supine atop her, his midriff at her left shoulder, as his saliva drenched tongue licked down to her belly button, tongue licking inch by inch towards its juicy, cunty goal.
The deep fuck with her husband's big dick had opened her pussy good and wide and released a flow of deep cunt secretions. Jim licked around the rim of the dark triangle, delaying the pleasure of deeper licks. His nostrils flared and quivered as he breathed in the strong odor of just fucked cunt.
He pried the lips apart and licked around the pinkish furry rim. He licked up towards the twitching swollen clit, licked towards it, but for tantalizing seconds ignored it. Then at last nudged it with the side of his tongue, then sucked at the tip end of it and tore a shuddery squeal from her. He plunged his tongue deeper into the drippy pussy. It seemed to reach further into her than his tongue had ever probed before, she was so opened up from that wild deep fuck. That spicy, slightly bitter taste on his tongue was her husband's cum.
He licked into depths of slick, pulsating juicy membranes, growing softly, lapping up cunty secretions. He felt a movement of her body. And he followed those movements where they led.
He found himself on his back and she was straddling his face, facing his feet. She cradled his body between her thighs. That great slit Of pussy Was spread across his lips. And he could twist and screw his tongue way up it.
He lay inert, arms flung out to his sides, while she rode her juicy pussy across his face. The cunt hole, kept getting wider. His tongue kept twisting deeper into it as she rode up and down and forwards and back.
His face was drenched with pussyjuice. He was smothered with cunt.
Then, fantastically, the slit was wider than ever and he had his nose poked right up there, pleasurably trapped up her coozie while his tongue tip kept lapping up the hot juices.
Her pussy rode his nose, his twisting, darting tongue. She popped, over and over, squealing, bucking and bouncing harder. His breath came in little gasps and he lapped up fresh juices. His nostrils were filled with the cunt secretions now.
Just as he was sure he would suffocate, and not caring, the pleasure was so wild and unique, just then she fell forward and he could breathe freely again. The smell of cunt was still stronger than he had ever experienced except for those moments when his nose had been buried up her coozie.
She went down on his twitching cock. And he had to keep tasting that pussy while she sucked him off. His fingers pried her lips wide apart and he lifted his head to lick down the crack of her upturned, sleek ass and up into the stretched pussy.
He sucked up to the clit and wrapped his tongue around it. He fenced with that wildly twitching stem and made her pop again. He pulled her pussy down tight to him and rolled his face in its hot secretions while she worked her lips up and down on his stiff prick. His balls were tight and she sensed how urgently he needed to pop his nuts.
He could feel her expert tongue busy swirling around his swollen meat, her hungry mouth filled with cock as it worked up and down from tip to nuts.
His fingers dug into the sand. He arched his back and bit into the tender, juicy meat of her cunt. His pent up cum spewed into her mouth and struck the back of her throat. He could hear the gurgling sound she made, swallowing it down.
Jim lay panting, eyes closed. He wanted to keep his mouth pressed against the delicious pussy. But she rolled away from him.
He became aware of Kevin again. He was standing, slowly pulling his big meat. He grinned and took his hand from his cock.
"Mira's got that gleam in her eye," he said. "She'd like to form a daisy chain. But I think we better save it for a sandwich later. We men aren't quite as insatiable as a hot woman."
"A nice sex sandwich," Mira purred, and hooked her arm through Jim's as she lay beside him.
Jim tried to figure out what they meant by a sex sandwich but hated to ask. He'd find out soon enough.
"Bet our admirers on the balcony are good and hot," Kevin said.
"Yeah," Jim said slowly, looking in the direction of the balcony.
"Bet Jim forgot all about them," Mira said.
Jim didn't answer. Because he hadn't forgotten. It was with him as it was with Mira and Kevin. He knew that now. It didn't bother him at all, knowing he was watched. It made him hotter.
Maybe it was just the novelty. Or maybe, Mira hooked a leg around Jim's. Kevin lay down on the other side of his wife. Warm sand beneath him . . . warm sun on his naked flesh . . . warm female close beside him exuding sex, smelling of cunt.
He felt sensually relaxed, tired for the moment, but still sexy. An electric current seemed to flow from body to body, the three of them all tangled up. He heard the soft roar of the sea. His eyelids felt heavy and he closed his eyes.
"I was sent to tell you it's time for cocktails," he muttered.
He heard Mira's soft laughter, as if from a distance.
"Later," she said.
"Ummmm." He snuggled closer to her.
Sexual dreams.. . His nose up a juicy cunt that rode atop his face . . . big, dripping open cunt. His nose sank deeper into it. His whole face pushed inside it. His tongue distended, pushing all the way into the cunt. His face was flooded with cunt juice. He slurped up all that delicious feast of pussy. The cunt walls pulsated soft and drippy around his cheeks as he ate and licked deeper.
He pulled his head from inside the cunt, face all dripping with secretions, and he chewed at the rich-tasting damp hairs on the snatch. Then he pushed his face back into the darkness of the hot sappy cunt, streaming with succulent fluid. His quivering distended tongue licked deep, all the way to the womb. His hot mouth ate and sucked hungrily. And his whole face was surrounded by those pulsating, dripping cunt walls.
He worked his head in and out of that big hungry cunt, slow and easy as if his head were his cock. The cunty secretions flooded his face.
And he rubbed his face across the warm wet snatch, sucking up the juices, chewing the coiled, juice drenched hairs. He growled.
He woke up, still growling.
Or was he awake?
A cunt was pressed against his face. But it was not Mira's. It was smaller, less rich with cunty odor. Jim moved his hands up a pair of legs, strong, well shaped legs, smooth, young legs.
The pussy moved down from his face. He stared ' up into the eyes of a young girl. She was no older than sixteen. She wore her auburn hair in braids. She was deeply tanned and freckles were across her nose.
Only sixteen. But no child. The smile she gave him was deliciously lascivious.
Jim smiled back. He rubbed his hands up and down those long smooth legs again. He ogled her breasts. They were well formed, firm, but not big. The tits were swollen and delectably suckable. Like Betty's, he thought briefly.
But what has happened, he wondered. The sun was much lower in the sky behind him, sinking down into the sea. Mira and Kevin were no longer beside him.
"Where, ? " a question started to form on his lips.
"It's all right." Her voice was neither girlish, nor yet that of a full grown woman's. "You like to eat pussy. I've never had mine eaten before'
"You're a virgin," he said thickly.
"In that way."
Jim's heart beat faster. He ran his hands up the soft curves of the young hips. He cupped the palms of his hands around firm, tender titties and squeezed his fingers into the slick flesh.
She sighed deeply. Her lips were moist. Her eyes sparkled. Hot young girl! All fresh and sappy. Been screwed plenty. But never had that sweet pussy eaten out.
His mouth watered. Fresh young pussy for his tongue to lick and his lips to munch on. Who was she? Where had she come from? He didn't care. Come here girl, and let me eat that nice young hot eager stuff.
He knew Mira and Kevin were close up watching. He knew the others were watching. Who cared!
She slid forward so his tongue could get at her snatch. He licked at it. The hairs were soft. He dampened them with his saliva drenched tongue. And he felt it begin to warm up and the juices begin to flow.
"Oh!" she gasped, ecstatic at just that flick of his tongue across her snatch.
Just wait, girl, wait till it gets tip in you, Jim thought.
Gently he cupped his hand around one of the slick, melon ripe little buns. And rolled over with her until she lay beneath him. He got his head down between her legs. He cupped those shapely little buns with his opened palms and lifted the young pussy up to his face.
He pressed his lips tight against the furry mound, kissing it, bathing it with his saliva. And at the same time he guided her so that she lifted her legs, crooking them, and pulled her knees down towards her panting breasts.
He breathed heavily, letting her feel his hot breath at her hot young pussy, pussy so eager to be eaten out for the first time. He parted the soft pubic hairs and pushed his tongue into her vagina. He felt the shudder from her sleek, excited young body.
He swirled his tongue and followed with a circular motion of his head. He pushed the tongue in deeper. He flicked it back to nudge the side of the tiny clit which was swollen and excited. She squealed.
Teasingly, to heighten her excitement and anticipation, he pulled his tongue from her vagina and began to lick at the damp mound. He got a finger from each hand into her and began manipulating the inner and outer fluttery cuntlips. She shivered and moaned and her girlish pussy kept getting hotter by the second.
He got his mouth busy inside her again. He nudged her clit and made her squeal and writhe. He sucked at the blood engorged inner lips, sucked and tugged at them with his lips.
He played her fluttering cunt lips like a flute with his puckered lips, moving his head fast back and forth. Her little cries and squeals were the startled happy sounds of one who has just been introduced to anew intense pleasure.
He could feel the young pussy getting juicier. And he gave it some deep twisting tongue to lap up fresh tasting young girl cunty secretions.
She squealed with delight as his tongue twisted deeper into her pussy. The inner lips were all excited and fluttery and engorged with blood. Jim munched and sucked and stretched them with his tongue, growling and chuckling softly into her cunt as her girlish squeals became more piercing.
Her had her right at the peak now. And all it took was a few nudges of his tongue onto her little clit to tear the shuddery cry from her throat. And her whole cunt seemed to quiver and vibrate as it flooded with tender spicy juice for his excited tongue to lap up.
Oh yeah, he had her now. And he was going to make her pop again and again!
He laughed softly into her cunt, giving it his hot breath and the rich saliva drippings. He moved his lips fast from side to side, munching to bring the two labia together. She went all giggly, hysterical, almost sobbing with wild happiness.
He mouthed deeper, sucking, licking. She popped and bucked upwards. He got his hands beneath her silken little buns and held her snatch tighter against his face. He lapped at her swollen clit until her young body quivered from top to toe and she was about to pop again and he pulled his tongue tip from the twitching clit and gave those fluttery inner lips a workout such as he had never done before.
He worked his passionate, cunt hungry tongue fast and vigorously from side to side. Then he munched and sucked at hot cunt lips, pulling them out even further as he deep sucked, working on both labia now. And she whimpered piercingly, begging him to stop, begging him never to stop, half lifting her head, her arms, to stop him, falling back onto the sand, offering her cunt up to him to urge him on.
Weak protest and hot, happy submission aroused Jim's mouth passion to an even more frenzied pitch. He slowed his dizzying pace and leisurely lapped up some of the fresh secretions. The young pussy juice refreshed his parched throat.
He bit gently into the gushy, slick membranes. He licked at the pulsating cunt walls. She was squealing and popping again. How many times did that make? He'd lost count!
He felt her fingers dig at his shoulders.
"Please," she whispered weakly.
Oh one more time, sugar! he thought, blowing his hot breath into her cunt again.
She submitted with sweet moans, her sleek body limp and yielding, but her cunt still hot, juicy and active.
He stretched the cunt lips out extra far with his sucking mouth. Oh how she loved it! He could feel her writhe; feel her firm titties roll from side to side. He munched at the extended labia.
He tongued and sucked.
"I.. . can't," she moaned, arching her back so that her titties were lifted high.
But at that moment she did!
Jim wrapped his lips around the triangle of her young pussy and sucked up all the juice he could drain from that passionate cunt. He let her legs relax down on the sand again. She lay still purring contentedly as he lay between her legs, his face at her snatch, gently licking at the coiled damp hairs of the pussy mound that smelled so richly of young tender cunt.
All his passion had been focused in his mouth. But now he was aware of his bone hard cock, pressed against the warm sand. Ummm, to push his cock now into that sweet pussy he had just eaten out so thoroughly!
She laughed lazily.
"We gave them a good show," she said softly. "Eh?" Jim licked around the edge of the triangle.
"It made you hotter, didn't it? Knowing that Kevin and Mira and the others were watching while I had it like that.. . with your mouth . . . for the first time." Her voice was soft and dreamy. She seemed half asleep. Well, of course, he must have exhausted her.
That pussy of hers was, after all, the tender one of a sixteen year old. And he'd eaten it insatiably. She'd need a little rest before he fucked her. He'd have to hold off awhile, even though he felt his cock throb against the sand.
"You should go back," she said. "to the others."
"No," he said into her cunt.
"I want to stay here and sleep awhile." She toyed at his hair with her fingertips. "You go on back. They're waiting for you . . . I'm too young to drink," she giggled.
He rested the side of his face on her cunt. It felt warm and damp on his cheek.
"Who are you?" he asked.
"I'm Doris."
"I mean . . . where do you fit in? Where'd you come from?"
"I'm Sam's kid sister."
"I thought I detected a Texas accent. He's rich, isn't he?"
"Loaded. And so's Marie . . . my sister in law."" They were quiet a moment. "I want, " he began.
"Maybe later," she said quickly. "Before the weekend's over. But you're supposed to go back now."
"Supposed to? Sounds like everything's planned out.. . like in a movie or a play."
"Something like that," Doris said, and yawned. "Ummm," Jim muttered, puzzled. He was resigned to leaving her. And he was also curious as to what awaited him back at the house. He gave her delectable pussy a final kiss.
"I'll never forget that," she said.
"Neither will I," Jim answered. "Somebody's liable to rape you if you stay here like that."
"I wouldn't be at all surprised," she smiled.
She closed her eyes. Jim was standing now. Her young body was so desirable. His cock twitched back and forth.
"Trunk about me all the way back to the house," she said, sounding sleepy.
"If I do I'll arrive with a big fat hard on," Jim grinned.
"That's the idea." She yawned again without opening her eyes. "And I don't think you'll find your swimsuit or robe anywhere. It's been.. . " she yawned again, "confiscated."
He stared at her another long moment. She had fallen fast asleep.
He began walking back towards the house. His hard on just wouldn't go down. He searched for his clothes but couldn't find them.
Well I'll be damned, he thought. What the hell is this?
He kept his hard on all the way back.. . thinking of Doris . . . and thinking of them. I'll be naked . . . I'll probably be the only one naked!