Chapter 6

Lying down on my bed, I spread some talcum powder, cherry-flavored like my bubble bath, all over my legs and my cunt, making it nice and tasty. Then I put on my wildest outfit. Black-laced panties, half width so my ass sticks out in the back. And there's an opening in front where my legs meet. That way I can fuck while I'm still wearing the panties. The opening is just the right size for a cock to slip through. I put on a black bra that was more straps than anything else. No material covered my tits at all. Just a strap above and below each mound so my whole chest is practically naked. The bra just makes my jugs stuck out. Easier to reach that way. When I put on my stockings, the touch of the nylon sent thrills up and down my legs. For a minute I lay down on the bed and rubbed my pussy with both hands. I stopped when I was excited enough so Alvin would be able to smell my hungry woman scent. Then I put on a black dress with the zipper in back and a plunging V neckline in front. I looked at the mirror and was satisfied. Enough cleavage was showing to produce a hard-on at first sight. The hem of the dress just barely covered the top of my stockings, so if I bent over, my ass would be completely visible. I planned on bending over a lot tonight I had some extra time left, so I set up the reel of The Go-Go Dancer on my projector, then put it on the stand in the closet.

Alvin came to my door at exactly eight o'clock. "What's happening, baby?" he said when I opened up.

"Me," I said. "I'm what's happening."

He looked me over, up and down, and let his gaze linger at the V-line of my dress. "Wow, I can see that for sure."

I brought him over to the couch and asked him if he wanted a drink. Without waiting for his answer, I went out to the kitchen and came back with a bottle of chilled red wine. We drank two glasses each, enough to feel a buzz.

"So where are you taking me tonight?" I asked.

"Well, there's a cool place down near the college. A lot of good things going down there. Man, it's a real heavy place. It's called the House of

Lights."

I knew the place well. That's where all the college crowd hangs out. It's a big two-story bar. The band plays downstairs, and upstairs is reserved for the serious drinkers. And the serious lovers. It's always dark upstairs. "Sounds good to me," I said.

"Well, let's go, man."

We got there at nine o'clock. Just the right time. Earlier than that the place was a morgue. Later than that it was too crowded to get a seat. I had fun with Alvin on the drive out there. He was zipping along at fifty miles an hour in his flashy maroon sports car, shifting it like crazy even though he didn't have to. And anytime he said anything, I just answered him with a "Yeah, man, far out." He got all red but wouldn't say anything to me about it. I knew what he was thinking. He'd put up with anything I did, just as long as he could fuck me later on. And I felt exactly the same way. When we pulled into the parking lot, I let him kiss me once. When he put his lips on mine, I stuck my tongue deep inside his mouth. He wanted more and his hands went to my sides but I said, "Later," and pushed him away.

We took a booth upstairs in the corner where you could see the band playing downstairs. Right away Alvin started to get drunk, mixing all sorts of liquor with beer and wine. I decided to stick to wine because I wanted to be conscious of what was happening to my body.

Around nine-thirty the band came on. All the lights went out except for the ones on stage. It was lit up with all sorts of strobe lights, all different colors. A magnesium flare went off and the band kicked into their first loud rock number. It was all heavy metal music, shaking the floors with the vibrations, and the volume was so high you could hardly hear anybody talk unless they were yelling.

With each drink that he had Alvin got a little bolder. First he held my hand on top of the table. Then after we danced once and came back to our booth, he put his arm around my shoulder. Not too long after that I felt a hand on my thigh, cool fingers exploring my nylon-encased legs. Every now and then his hand would slide up a little farther and he would give me a long squeeze.

"Far-out place, isn't it?" he said, and turned his body towards me. At the same time his hand went way up, almost to my cunt. He rubbed his hand between my thighs. It was dark and nobody could see us so I didn't mind. Besides, everybody else was trying to start a little action of their own. The chicks were eyeing all the guys that walked by and the guys were frying to put the make on anything with a skirt. The House of Lights was the biggest pick-up place in the area.

I closed my legs around his hand and moved them back and forth. I was wiggling all over the seat. He probably thought he was the best make-out man in town when actually it was the other way around. I was the horniest chick in town.

A waitress came over to our booth and leaned on the table. "You want anything else?" she said. Then she saw his hand under my dress. "Oh... I guess not," she said. "Well, have fun." She was gone, swinging her mini-skirted ass down to another booth.

I put my hand over his cock and squeezed it up and down, jerking him off through his pants. He started moaning and his fingers went up farther. Right to my juicy pussy. He was startled when his hand touched my bare cunt but he kept moving. Right away he slid his middle finger in my gash. I moved back and forth in my seat, all wet and hungry, spreading my legs apart so he could do a better job on my drooling cunt. A few more seconds and I wouldn't be able to stop.

"Let's dance," I said.

"Why do you want to dance?"

"That's why we came here, Mr. Far Out," I said.

"Yeah, I can dig it."

He took his hand slowly away from my cunt and we went downstairs to the dance floor. It was funny the way he tried to cover up the hard-on bulging out of his pants, but no one really noticed. They were all looking at me, because when I dance I really dance. The band was playing bump music and whenever I swiveled my ass, I had a million hungry eyes watching me. Every other beat I bent over towards the floor and my tits would almost roll out of the dress.

The floor was so crowded that everybody was always bumping into each other and the guys took advantage of it. This one guy copped a feel on my ass every other second, but there was nothing I could do about it. And besides, it kept me horny.

Around eleven o'clock I was getting bored with the music. You can only listen to so much before it all sounds the same.

"Hey Alvin," I said, and took a sip of beer.

"Yeah, baby?"

"Let's go to my place and fuck."

He almost choked on his beer. Some foam ran down his lips and he licked it off with his tongue. I figured it wouldn't be long before he was doing the same thing to my cunt so I got up to leave.

We squealed out of the parking lot going about thirty miles an hour, spinning gravel and raising dust. Then we were on the highway, roaring towards the lake. It seemed like only a minute had passed when we got back to my apartment. It's always like that when there's a promise of fucking in the air.

For some reason I was whispering when we got inside. There was no purpose for it, but I kept it up. There was no one to wake up. Except maybe for Cheryl, and I imagined she was probably way out of it by now.

Right away Alvin's hands were swimming all over my body.

"Don't rush it, Alvin. Just take it nice and easy, and I'll give that cock of yours such a workout you won't ever forget it. Just sit back on the couch and relax. This'll only take a minute."

I went to the closet and wheeled the projector out. I set it up on the coffee table and plugged it in, using the opposite wall for a screen.

"What's going on, Laura?"

"You said you wanted to see a movie tonight. Well, I got one. Just watch."

Since I didn't have any sound equipment with me. I turned the stereo receiver on, selecting a nice FM station that always had good fuck music on. Then I set the projector in focus after I turned out the lights. The title and the credits flashed across the wall. The Go-Go Dancer. It was in black script on a red background.

Alvin lit up a cigarette. Only it wasn't the ordinary kind of cigarette. He sucked in his breath and passed me the joint. "Here. . . uuh .. . have a toke." He held his breath in while I took a hit and the film splashed across the wall.

The movie started in a topless bar, where else. It was dark as the camera panned the audience. There were the barmaids in their skimpy black lace outfits, that let you see tit right through the material. And then mostly guys sat around the tables ringing the stage. But a couple of chicks sat with their dates in the back of the bar. And near the doorway two chicks came walking in. Hookers, by the look of them.

The chicks in the movie weren't especially beautiful, but they were above average. Foxy chicks. A typical small-town scene. With the light of the projector flickering on the wall, I started getting excited. The joint glowed in the darkness as we passed it back and forth. I was getting high on the grass and even higher on the idea, of getting laid.

We were both sitting close on the couch. We finished the joint and sat back to enjoy the movie. The first dancer came on stage: She was fantastic:

Her tits weren't as big as mine, but you could see by her outfit that they were perfectly formed. She was decked out in a two-piece leather outfit with a filmy strip of gauze covering her tits. She started her grind and right away she tossed off her leather hot-pants. She was in her G-string.

Alvin's hand went under the front of my dress, lifting it up to my thighs. I spread my legs to give him room. He inserted his middle finger into my cunt and finger-fucked me. I was grinding up and down, thrusting my pussy onto his hand. Then I reached over and slid my hand under his pants. His hard-on stood straight up at my touch, and that was only on top of his underwear.

I let my fingers tickle his stomach, then danced them down under the elastic until I was grasping his pulsing cock. We masturbated each other nice and slow as we watched the sex start to happen on the screen. The dancer took off her G-string, then her bra, and played with her tits on stage as she bumped to the music. The camera came in for a close-up of her tits, showing the nipples start to swell. And mine were doing the same thing.

Then she lay down on a furry rug, face down, and started to hump up and down, raising her bare ass in the air and wiggling it on every down-stroke. The camera switched to the audience. A guy and a girl sat calmly at their table watching. Then it showed what was happening under the table. His stiff cock was out of his pants and she was beating him off. Inspired by the movie, I started jerking Alvin off faster, feeling his warm hardness in my hand, and listening to the slap of flesh as his balls bounced up and down. He was playing with my clit, rolling his fingers around it real gently.

Then wham! The first cum shot. The guy's cock started to swell even more and the girl's hand was going really fast when he spurted into the air, a burst of white fluid. It hit the underside of the table, then spilled down her hand. Oooh, the sight of all that jizz drove me crazy.

Alvin unzipped me in the back and peeled the dress down my shoulders. I moved just enough so he could take the dress completely, off me. Then his two hands picked me up and put my hips right on his lap. I realized he'd taken his pants off when I felt his burning prick poking at my butt. I raised myself, spread my legs, then sat down on his prick. Slow, and slow, until it went all the why in my cunt. Then I started hunching up and down, feeling it pound deep into my hole.

Both of his hands came around and grabbed my tits. I was glad I wore, this naked bra. He stroked my nipples really fast with a feathery touch and pushed my tits together with his hands.

And I kept looking straight ahead at the movie. The dancer was through with her act and she was in the dressing room. She had company. A man was in the room; I imagine it was supposed to be the manager. When she was out of her clothes, he took off his pants and made her lean over on the bed, supporting herself with her elbows. Then he fucked her doggy-style from the back, pushing his big hairy prick into her moist slit.

His cock was really long and she couldn't take it all the way in. The camera showed his cock zipping in and out of her cunt, glistening with his cum and her twat-honey. Then it showed his cock swelling. He pulled out, holding his cock in his hand and sprayed her ass with his cum.

Alvin was getting as excited as I was. "Oh, Laura, fuck me, baby. Yeah, sit on my cock, ooh," he said as he jumped me with his prick, lifting me up and down, plunging his cock into my cunt faster and faster.

I bounced on his dong, still high from the smoke, still high from the movie, when I felt a warm load of cum squirt into my cunt. Oooh, it was so good, so warm, and I kept fucking him, and fucking him, coming right after he did.

We kept up the fucking until his cock started to get soft. Then I climbed off him and lay down on the couch with my face, in his lap. I sucked his shrinking cock and watched the movie. It was better than eating popcorn.

Another go-go dancer was on stage now, fingering her gash and shoving her cunt in the face of this guy in the front row. The camera switched to one of the barmaids. She was holding a twenty in her hand and then stuck it down her hot-pants. A couple minutes later a guy at the bar got up and followed her ink the back room. The next scene showed his cock going in and out of the barmaid's mouth. She was kneeling on the floor sucking him off. Then the camera cut back to the bar and showed the hookers going from table to table squeezing cocks and trying to make a deal. The film cut back to the barmaid. Gum splashed all over her face as she stood back from the guy's cock and swallowed whatever sprayed in her mouth.

In my mind this was one hell of a fuck movie. Maybe the fact that I was getting fucked at the same time had something to do with it, but the sight of all those stiff pricks really kept me horny. I was ready for more.

Alvin wasn't. Even after ten minutes he couldn't get his dick up again. But the movie was getting me hot for more. I went out to the kitchen to bring in some wine, figuring that might get him in the mood again. But man, was I wrong. When I came back into the living room, Alvin was asleep. The jerk. I was getting so mad, because I wanted more action in my juice-box.

Then I thought about Cheryl. I looked at the time. Only twelve-thirty. She'd still be awake. Well, maybe not awake, but it couldn't hurt to try. I put on a bathrobe and went next door. It was so cold that my nipples became erect from the chill. It was a good thing the door was unlocked so I didn't have to wait outside.

Cheryl was just as I left her. Passed out on the couch. I went into her kitchen and made some coffee to wake her up. I had some, too, since I was feeling a little woozy from all the drinks I'd had.

"Cheryl, wake up. It's me," I said, and shook her by the shoulders.

"Ummmmm. What's going on?" She opened her eyes and sat up.

"Shhhh. Just get ready. We're going to have a rehearsal."

"What are you talking about?" she said. I handed her the coffee and made her drink it. "Remember that movie I told you about? Well, we're getting in some practice."

"Oh, my head," she said.

I helped her stand up and brought her into the bathroom to wash up. When she started to get dressed, I was going to tell her there was no need for it, but -kept silent. It would be more fun this way. We went next door to my apartment.

"Oh, my goodness," she said when she saw Alvin on the couch with his bare cock lounging between his legs. "Oh, it's been such a long time."

Cheryl went, right over to the couch and dropped to her knees. She looked at his prick like it was a new discovery. "Ooh, it's a nice one. What's his name?" The sight of his cock brought a big change in her. She was wide awake now.

"His name's Alvin," I said.

"I'm serious. What's his name?" She put her hand on his cock and cupped his balls.

"No joke, Cheryl. That's his name."

"Mmmmnnn.."

She started to say something else but then her mouth was full. About six inches full. She bobbed up and down and sucked his prick. Alvin was still asleep but a pleasured look crossed his face. The lucky stiff. Getting a blow-job in his sleep.

The movie was still running. I watched it while Cheryl slurped his fuck-stick. The camera was backstage again. A short pixieish blonde was getting dressed for the stage. And the barmaid was helping her out, sliding her hands up and down her body while she put on a G-string. The barmaid sucked the blonde's tits and pressed her body against her. It gave me an idea.

Cheryl gasped and came up for air. I looked over and saw that Alvin's cock was hard again but he was still passed out. Man, what a fool to drink that much. He didn't even know what he was missing.

She went down on him again. I knelt behind her and put my hands on her tits.

"Hey, I don't go for that," she said.

"Neither do you," I said. "But I'm so horny I can't help it."

With my hands holding her jugs, I rubbed my cunt against her hips. She kept on sucking cock and didn't say anything. I unbuttoned her blouse and squeezed her firm boobs. Then my hands went to her pants, undid the front snaps and pulled them down to her knees. I caressed her ass with my hands. She started moaning as she blew Alvin's prick.

"Fuck him, Cheryl," I said. "He's good. Take off your clothes so you can fuck him."

She stood up and peeled off the rest of her clothes. When she bent over to drop them on the floor, I pulled her face to my tits, pushing my nipples back and forth over her lips.

"Mmmmmmm. . ." she protested, but I pushed her back so she was sitting on Alvin's cock.

With her hand she guided his prick into her cunt, and I knew what the expression on her face meant. Ecstasy. She started bouncing on his cock just like I had a while ago.

Then I knelt on top of Alvin's legs so my pussy was right near her face. "Suck me. . . please, Cheryl, suck me.." I said.

But I can't," she said, and closed her eyes.

I pulled her face to my cunt and rubbed her lips across my pussy. After a minute her tongue darted out of her mouth and slid into my cunt. She worked it in and out of my gash just like it was a cock. Something about the way she sucked my slit made me think she wasn't a stranger to cunt-lapping.

Oooh, it was so fucking good. She was balling him and eating my cunt out at the same time. We all worked in a steady rhythm for a few minutes before the juices started to flow. I started to come in slow cycles, spread out every thirty seconds or so. And she bobbed up and down faster and faster and her hands took a grip on my tits. She put her lips on my left tit and sucked hard. Then her whole body shook and my tit was bouncing in her mouth and I came all at once at the same time she came on his cock. Alvin was moaning in his sleep so he must have got his rocks oft too, I thought.

I was right. When I stepped off the couch, Cheryl stood up and a river of cum ran down her legs. I got a towel for her from my closet.

"Wanta drink?" I asked.

She nodded her head and sat on the floor, resting her back against the couch. Satisfied. I brought us each a glass of wine.

"You know, Laura, I almost forgot what it's like, it's been so long since I had a good fuck," she said.

"Well, stick around, and when we start the movie, you'll have all the cock you can handle."

"Yeah," she said, with a dreamy smile on her face.

Together we carried Alvin into the bedroom. I came back out and turned off the projector after rewinding the film. Then I returned to the bedroom and climbed under the coven. Cheryl was on my left and Alvin was on my right. I fell asleep with one hand on Alvin's prick and the other between Cheryl's legs.