Chapter 4
"Kim, this is Robert Leeds, the guy I've been telling you about," Misti said. "And don't call him 'Bob.' It turns him off."
He had called Misti at work that afternoon; he was staying overnight in Seattle, and she made him promise to take her out that evening. Now, in front of the Fantan Club, where they had agreed to meet, he was seeing Kim Lanton for the first time.
"Pleased," Robert smiled, his dark eyes roving along Kim's ample curves in the short-skirted frock. Her tits stuck out a mile.
"The same," Kim dimpled, obviously delighted. Robert had that effect on girls and women, a kind of rough outdoor type, wide shoulders and narrow hips. You just knew he was successful, in bed and out of it. A touch of gray at the temples, a fine profile. Six-two. Eva had said he was a fantastic lover.
"Do we need that damned noisy joint?" Robert said. He gave Misti a little wink. "I have a fine hotel room going to waste."
"If we can have some drinks," Misti giggled. Her clit was lifting, he was the only stud who could do that for her, and he had never suggested his hotel before. He had never been in her apartment, either. Previously they had always met and talked in public. After all, he was married....
Kim stood in the elevator between Robert and Misti, her pussy already damp. Three days had passed since the party at Misti's place. She and the blonde had talked on the phone half a dozen times, but they had not touched each other. Tonight was to have been their night together, but now a wild new thing was in the air. Misti had shown up with her former brother-in-law. A real animal!
He's too much! Kim thought, shivering. He touched my hand and my clit started tingling. I don't know why the hell Misti brought ME into it, though. I was all ready for a neat fuckout with Misti, I even brought the dildo along! Maybe tonight I'll get some REAL prick!
In a sport jacket, turtleneck jersey and tight pants, he was all Misti had said he was, and more! Waiting for the elevator to stop, Kim recalled one conversation with the blonde, via the phone.
"But if he's so damned sexy, why don't you fuck him, honey?" Kim asked.
"He knows I'm kind of hung up on girls," Misti answered. "He thinks I'm all frosting and no cake, I've never even seen his cock. I figure you two will groove. I know you love prick! The way you handled that dildo-"
They both laughed.
The elevator stopped, the door opened, and Robert steered the girls out into the hallway. It was a very posh hotel. Kim had been too excited to notice the name. And the last few days had been tremendously revealing. She had bought fresh batteries for the dildo, and she had been "working out" on it every night and sometimes in the mornings, too. Oh, those deep-in climaxes!
She had lost several pounds, she had bought several new frocks, she was much more confident, and all the girls at the office except Bobbi figured Kim had a new boyfriend. Bobbi had uncovered a new stud she seemed very taken with, named Ranee Evers. Bobbi's glowing accounts of how he could handle his prick had made Kim terribly envious.
"He was born in Montana, but he was in England for about ten years, and can he fuck!" Bobbi reported glowingly. "The first date he got me off eleven times. I'm working on fifteen."
"You lucky pussy, you," Kim had laughed. "Do I get some of it?"
"Not till I wear the new off, honey," Bobbi giggled. "How you doing with Misti's gift prick, anyway?"
"Neaaaat-o!" Kim laughed.
Now, with Misti and Robert, Kim was not sure what her role would be. If he didn't care for Misti he might not go for a plump redhead, either. Still, who went to a hotel room with two chicks just to bullshit and have a few drinks?
She walked on air ahead of Misti into Robert's hotel room, her nipples already stiffening inside her decorative bra. It was a very sexy room, rich red draperies, deep blue carpet, a red counterpane. Two beds. A bar setup near the Johnnie, piped-in music.
"I like it," Misti giggled, posing in front of the wide vanity mirror. She wore a very snug pants ensemble, and as usual she looked totally ravishing. Her long blonde tresses shone, her makeup was always just right, she was centerfold stuff and she knew it.
"Been selling many cars, Legs?" Robert asked, moving to the refreshment bar. The bulge in his pants sent ripples of need through Kim's loins.
"Natch," Misti gigged. "A little sex, a little flirt. This one wealthy widow bought too yesterday. I thought she was going to give me some head right there in the front seat."
"Well, if she isn't too bad, give her a little," Robert smiled.
"Right now I'm wondering when you're gonna screw me," Misti giggled. She looked at Kim. "He's a pussy teaser. I've known him for just years, I've had it for him since I was fourteen! I hope you make it with him, honey."
"Sounds like a terrific idea," Kim laughed. She sank into a nearby love seat, her legs shaky. Three girls was one thing, but....
Robert Leeds felt his cockhead swelling. His young, fairly new wife, Maria, had had a touch of flu; he had not fucked her for a week, although she had offered to suck him off. She was very good at it, too-but he had told her to wait until he returned from Seattle. He preferred to plant his squirts in a cunt. And this Kim Lanton had all the earmarks of a fine piece of ass.
Strange that he could not turn on much for Misti, never had. Somehow the vibes were wrong, or maybe his disappointments with girls like her, showy and leggy, had worked against Misti. She was very frank about her interest in other chicks-perhaps that cooled his prick. Maybe she was too damned liberated. They could talk up a storm, he liked to take her out and watch other men drool, but he had not even kissed her.
The last time Misti had driven down to Olympia for a visit, wise Maria had asked him why he didn't fuck his former young sister-in-law. Maria could see instantly that Misti had a hard-on for him. He had squeezed his wife's ass and told her brunette half-Spanish girls were much better fucking than supposedly with-it blondes. And Marie was wonderful humping. She had fire and class, she was pleasingly rounded, and when she went off it was with both barrels.
That her father was quite wealthy and had helped finance his boat rental business had something to do with it, too. She had grown up in Mexico City, and talked fluent Spanish. Her English father lived in Victoria, B.C., with a couple of mistresses. Maria's mother had died years before. Maria had the Continental outlook on sex: if the husband wanted some on the side, okay. Wives could play at that game, also. In this, so far, she preferred pussy. It was a good arrangement.
Building three highballs, he watched Kim. Sensational tits, a full, hot-looking mouth, wonderful smooth complexion and fine lush thighs and ass. Misti knew the kind of stuff he liked, and she had come up with a dandy. Much younger than Misti, too. It was obvious the girls had sampled each other. Misti would not bring along some chick she hadn't rucked.
This lez stuff was going on everywhere, enough to make a man wonder what the fuck was wrong with American males. He remembered a quote he had read in a magazine recently-to get a girl you had to feel a girl. The idea of honking some guy up the ass sickened him. Cunt was definitely his thing.
He brought Kim's highball to her, looking down inside the low sweep of her bulgy decolletage. He knew instantly he had to snuggle his cock between those smooth fleshy mountains. A light flush colored her cheeks. Very good. At her age she could not have been around too much.
"Open your dress so he can really see 'em, Kim," Misti giggled. She twitched over beside him and took her glass. A finger teased his palm.
"I need a drink first," Kim laughed, blushing again.
"Isn't she something?" Misti purred, leaning into him. "How long since you've seen a girl embarrassed about showing her boobs?"
He laughed. "Which reminds me, I've never seen yours, foxy."
"Well, shiiit, you never asked before," Misti giggled. She took a gulp of her drink, placed the glass aside and began unbuttoning her top.
Kim was lightheaded without any liquor. It seemed impossible that Misti had not fucked the guy she was so hot for! All that beauty, her starlet figure, her lively manner and knowingness ... how could he not want to spread those long pretty legs and ram her cunt full of prick? But then, selling was a kind of fakery, a big put-on, and maybe she acted too much. Girls were so very clever at it. Maybe he liked a more natural girl.
Well, he likes me, I know when a man wants to fuck me, and he can have all of MY cunt he wants! Kim thought, gulping the rest of her drink. Misti can join in or watch or whatever-I need PRICK!
Misti had a surprise for her two favorite people: she had found a lingerie shop that had everything a sex-oriented girl could wish for. As she removed her top she displayed her new bra, black lace with the cups open enough to show the peaks of her titties. Kim giggled and Robert grinned.
"Ohhh, neat!" Kim exclaimed.
"Not bad," Robert said, unbottoning his sport shirt. He had already removed his jacket. "Nipples like a virgin."
"I know you like big tits, but you could at least say mine are cute," Misti giggled. She weaved her shoulders, watching her nipples stiffen. Robert was doing it for her again, exciting her clit, her imagination. He liked Kim, all right. She had never seen him in this kind of situation, his guard down, his cock swelling in his pants. He had treated her more like a sister, like a teenaged tomboy who didn't really know much.
HI show him! Misti thought. Men stare at me like they never saw a pussy before, I've got it-but maybe he somehow knows I don't really get it on with guys. Maybe he's talked to one of those who did get it in me. Sure, men like to compare notes, just like the chicks.
She could almost hear them. "Is she a good fuck, man?"
"No, all show and not much go. The last time I honked her she watched TV." Laughter. Fuckers!
In spite of her contempt for most men, she doubted that Robert would discuss her that way; he had never talked about Maria, or any other girls he had screwed. Misti had been around those smart-ass car salesmen too much. There were gentlemen in the world. A real stud didn't have to brag, he got it, which was much more important.
Kim was overcoming her shyness; she stood and lifted her frock over her head. Robert stared, his dark eyes flaming. The bulge in his pants was larger than ever. Kim's big firm tits rode out in her thin pink bra, her long nipples indenting the cups, and her lace-trimmed panties of wild pink, her long smoky nylons and heels, made her a voluptuous vision of eager, young, ripe pussy.
"Hey, hey," Robert smiled widely. "Now those are tits."
Misti swallowed her pride, unfastened her pants and dropped ,them. As she stepped away and posed, both pairs of eyes followed her. Now this was better. The panties were crotchless, very mini, and her own opera-length hose flattered her shapely legs. Purple ribbon accented the slit where her pussy hair showed.
"Oh, wow!" Kim gurgled, staring.
"Yeah," Robert grinned. "Now that's cute pussy."
Years ago Eva had given Misti a clue about Robert. "He loves sexy undies, Sis. I wiggle around for him a lot. Men are polygamous as hell, you know. Let them think think they're getting something new."
Robert had seemed very happy with Eva, but then she had been built more abundantly than Misti would ever be. Eva had possessed terrific tits, natch! Eva had mentioned once that coming with him was like the end of the world. Now he had a new young hot-looking Spanish piece, and Maria had ample tits too! She was barely two years older than Misti, and one look at her said she was very well fucked. Girls always knew.
Misti began to undulate to the tempo of the background music.
Oh, she's different tonight! Kim thought, shivering. She IS nuts about him, and I hope he-finally fucks her! I never saw her look so sexy. I'll have to buy some undies like those, Robert really digs them. Now I want to see his cock! I've had Misti s pussy, I KNOW how she fucks.
Suddenly Robert was removing his pants. His wide muscular tanned upper body, with curls of dark hair on his chest, already had Kim shivery, and now was the big show. His briefs swept down with his pants; he turned and finished undressing with his front hidden. Naked at last, he turned back again.
"My God!" Misti gasped, frozen in a provocative pose, her legs apart.
"Ohhh!" Kim breathed, a wild tremor crawling through her loins. She had seen a lot of bare, rigid pricks in her newest girlie magazines, but nothing like this! The long dark shaft was at least three inches thick, topped by a knob of tremendous proportions. He still had his foreskin! Talk about King Dong, he was it. Her gift dildo was puny compared with this eight or nine-inch phallus! His nuts, bedded in thick black hair, tinged with gray, did not seem huge, but a man didn't fuck with those.
Kim felt her inner vagina twitch, her nipples hardened as if being fondled,' her clit puffed sweetly; she was simply drooling juice from her cunt. All that stuff about a naked man not turning a girl on was pure horseshit! The primitive lust to be crammed with cock was raging in her being like a storm.
Misti knew all of her instincts about Robert, right from the start, were so totally true. Not even Eva had hinted at how big his cock was. She also knew how unlucky she had been with the few guys she had let stick a cock in her. Five inches, even six inches-but nothing like Robert's beautiful cock!
It was also a little frightening. His prick looked so aggressive. Maybe in her previous attempts to get it on with a stud she had picked guys she could dominate, bend around her finger. She was used to being top pussy, she picked girls she could control. The thought of turning all mushy and limp for any man offended her.
But she could never put Robert down, and maybe that was the real reason he had not even tried to fuck her. She recalled vividly now what he had said the last time they had gone out to dinner. "When you stop acting like a coed with an itch and grow into a woman, I might give you a try, Misti."
"See all those guys in the cafe," she had answered. "Every one of them wants to fuck me."
"But the thing is," he had smiled, "could you give them a good fuck?"
The bastard knows me better than I know myself, Misti thought. TU watch him pour it to Kim, and then maybe I can get my head on straight....
Kim dropped onto a sofa, her legs weak. Robert moved in front of her, smiling, his wonderful huge prick aimed right at her, the aroma from his crotch invading her senses like an aphrodisiac. He was passing up pretty, leggy Misti for her! She spread her thighs wide, knowing he could see the wetness of her panties, and curved her tits away out. His eyes flamed, his cock tensed! A bubble of clear man juice wet the center of his knob, the taut foreskin circled it beautifully.
"Take your bra off and press it between your tits, huh?" he smiled. He was so cool and assured, he knew she was dizzy with craving!
"Yesss!" she breathed, unhooking the front-opening bra. Her globes billowed out, her nipples fully swollen into rosy-hued spikes. That dark, thickly-veined pillar of maleness made her cunt simply ache!
She leaned way forward, he stood nearer; the sweet heat of his cock touched her heated tit flesh. She moaned, squeezing her tits on the knob, the very first time anyone had ever asked her for it! Such a dreamy sensation, knowing her breasts were that sexy for him. She clutched his hips, her crotch lifted, her ass squirmed, a luscious fever of need sweeping her whole being.
Suddenly she broke the contact and brought her head down; she opened her mouth wide and her lips closed on the thick, burning glans! She loved sucking prick, but this was a very special prick! His tremor, a flex of his meat, said he loved it, too. She took it clear up in her throat!
"Yeahhhh!" he murmured, caressing her shoulders. "Terrific."
Now his male aroma, the strength of him inside her, and the movement of his hands down to her bulging tits, his loving fingers playing across her tender nipples, was just too much! She lifted her head, kissed his knob and drove his cock back up in! Her clit tensed, her inner vagina clenched as if his cock was buried in her cunt. A wild shudder of need swept from her breasts and mouth down to her cunt. She felt the first voluptuous pangs of her climax! She heard her own fierce moan of triumph, bobbed her head just one more time, disconnected and flopped back on the sofa.
Oh, I never went off so fast like THIS in my whole life! Kim thought wildly. If his prick feels any better in my CUNT I'LL pass out! And I'm bucking my ass, I never did THAT before, either! Ohhhh, ohhhh, OHHHH!
Robert had to admit he was seeing something entirely new. Kim's frenzied responses, her fine ass bobbing up and down on the sofa, her rich thighs spread so far apart, the expression of pure lust on her face as she hunched and moaned in her orgasm ... it was one hell of a turn-on.
A very few girls liked fellatio, Maria among them, but most simply put up with it, acting like it was a huge favor. Not redheaded Kim. She took prick in her mouth greedily, hungrily. As if she had a second responsive cunt. It showed once again that girls were all different, and this ripe young piece was delightfully different.
"Nnnnnn-oh, oh, ohhhh!" Kim breathed, finishing her goodies. He dropped his right hand to her panty-hugged cunt and pressed it firmly. She gasped and rode on for her final twinges. Beautiful!
"Oh, wow!" she breathed, opening her eyes, gazing at his cock as if it was the seventh wonder of the world. A pleased, smug expression touched her face; she reached down and pressed her hand on his, hunching playfully. A flood of pussy juice wet his fingers. That wide-open V of her thighs brought more fuck slickum out on his cockhead. Her red lips formed into an O.
"Very good," he grinned. "But let's try the pussy route first."
"Whatever you want, Robert-just anything!" she giggled.
Misti moved over to the edge of the bed, cunt wetness leaking through the slit in her fancy panties. Kim's total submission to him was almost disgusting! She acted like a slave. Oh, it was heavy watching the redhead bust her cunt, she put everything into it, but obviously she liked getting off for him better than she did with Misti. The bitch!
But I can't hate her, Misti thought. She's wonderful when she comes on my clit. She seems to get more out of an orgasm than I do! Maybe big tits DO mean a girl enjoys sex better. Right now I want to fuck Kim, not him. Maybe I'm more mixed up than I ever dreamed.
"Well, I'm glad you two had fun," Misti laughed. "When do I get my goodies?"
Robert smiled, walked over in front of her and tensed his rigid cock. "Tell me how you like it, curie pie."
"Lots of kissing and fooling around, for two things," she said, trembling. "You haven't even touched me, yet."
"Okay," he grinned, sitting down at her right, sliding his left arm around her waist. "Looks like you've got a wet pussy."
It was so strange, having him naked and close, after all the years she had wished for it, even though she had brought along an eager redhead for bait. And she couldn't fake it with him, he knew her too well. She reached for his prick; his hand went to her titties; she held her mouth up.
Oh, if I can't turn on with him now, I've had it! she thought. His cock is as thick as my wrist! AU that up IN me-ohhh, I'm not sure at all about this....
Robert touched her lips with his, wiggled his tongue between them, and cuddled a cute little tit. Mmmmmm. Good taste and feel; her lips spread, her tongue flicked, her fingers eased up and down his cockshaft. He was having what literally hundreds of men craved, what men and girls had stared at since her very early teens, and for a moment the glamor of it excited him.
But her beautiful young body felt almost cool; her hand on his cock lacked enthusiasm, she was not really hungry. He slid his play hand to her pussy, entered the decorative panty slit and tickled her cuntal opening. It was juicy, all right She opened her pretty legs, arched her hips, her tongue strokes livened-and his first intuition about her had been right.
It would be like fucking a whore. His prick even began to lose interest. Once in Las Vegas, when he had been rather drunk, one of those fine racehorse type hundred-buck girls had given him a free fuck, and she had been very good at it, even faking an orgasm. He had dumped his load and got out of there.
He patted her cunt and unfastened his mouth. "You don't really want it, do you, Misti?"
"Ohhh, fuck you!" she blazed, jerking free. "You want a girl to start panting when she looks at you! Go ahead, run it all the way into Kim. I'm splitting!" She ran to the bathroom and slammed the door behind her.
"Oh, I'm so sorry-" Kim said, her voice trembly.
"Hey, I know her." He winked at the juicy redhead. "Come on over here, let's get on the bed and fuck."
She nodded eagerly. She stood, her panties gliding down from her hips. Her red-bushed cunt was a swollen bloom, sweetly rounded like her tits. She was not going to pass up this chance. It was his room, his cock....
Nude except for her long nylons, Kim rushed to the bed, sprawling out on her back, her cunt screaming for prick. He swung over between her legs, crouched on his knees, gazing down at her drippy, puffed-out cunt. Right now she didn't give a shit what Misti did! Let her play with her own pussy!
Misti s got everything going for her and he doesn't want her, he wants ME! kept ringing in Kim's mind. I DID want to watch them fuck, but I want THIS a hell of a lot morel Mistfll hate me too, and I could care less!
Misti sat on a vanity bench in the Johnnie and tried to shape up. She had to do that, or ship out! She had not lost her cool like this for years. He had kissed her, played with her titties and pussy, she had held his cock-and almost nothing had happened. It was awful, just beastly!
But it wasn't his fault, it's mine, she thought, dismally. Holding all that much cock scared me, I just can't hate him for that. Shiiiit! I'm still crazy about him. Maybe I better go see a shrink! I want to learn to COME with him. No man EVER got me off. He's the only one I ever wanted....
Kim shook with longing as Robert slipped a big fat pillow beneath her ass. He was so smooth, so assured, no swift rush to drive his prick in her, like all her other fumbling man dates. Now he leaned forward, caressing her thighs, her belly and her peaked high tits, loving her body as no stud had ever done! And all the while his huge, swollen prick came closer and closer to her stinging, burning cunt. Tremor after dreamy tremor ran through her loins, her clit, her inner vagina. Her big moment of the evening was soon going to happen! Poor Misti. Maybe she had made it with too many chicks.
Now he was adjusting his hips for the luscious joining of cock and cunt. She moaned, jacking her thighs away back, very far apart....