Chapter 5
Lester watched with ever-mounting hunger as he observed lovely Patty removing her blouse and slacks.
"Come on, strip clean, baby," Lester called out eagerly. "Ooooh, come on and strip."
In the meantime, Lester lit a marijuana cigarette. He took several long puffs from it, then passed it over to the beautiful blonde, Fran. When she finished she passed it over to Ace, who had quickly finished undressing.
"I like the looks of your cock," she told Ace.
Ace winked suggestively at Fran, then took a long puff from the cigarette. By the time that he finished, lovely Patty had already undone her bra.
"Step out of your panties," Lester called out excitedly. "I want to see that beautiful little beaver of yours. I want to see your bush. That's gonna turn me on."
She removed her panties, then revealed her beautiful, furry, rust-colored twat to Lester.
"Right on," Lester called out.
The marijuana cigarette was immediately passed from Ace to Patty. She took several long puffs on it, then immediately began to feel a certain amount of recklessness. That coupled with the beer that she had quickly consumed put her in a state of great desire, where she would be willing to tackle just about anything.
"Come on over here," Lester called out. "I want you. Come on, I want you."
It thrilled Patty to know that she was going over in such a big way with Lester. She walked over toward him, standing only a scant few inches away from his long, hard, black shield.
"Reach out and touch my prick," Lester panted. "Come on, I want you to get comfortable with it. I want you to start running your fingers up and down it a few times. Go ahead, Patty finger my prick."
Patty reached out with both hands, her fingers trembling slightly as she put them to work against the tip of his long, excited cock. Up and down her penetrating fingers pulled and twisted as they moved searchingly against his hot shaft. The quicker that she pulled and tugged with both hands against his erect member, the more excited he became as he heaved deep gasps.
"That's where it's at," Lester said. "Ahhh, I like that finger action. Come on, keep pumping. Push your fingers up and down my prick. I like that. Ohhh, ahhh, damned, that feels nice. Yeah, it feels damned good. Come on, grab with those fingers. Move them even tighter. Let them clasp. Let them hold on. Let them clutch my prick."
A few quick, satisfying finger strokes later, Lester decided that it was time for her to get her fingers moving in extended action.
"Okay, you can turn loose now," he said.
The moment that she released her fingers from his cock, he looked at her and smiled. Once again the sensuous black man licked his lips, conveying one simple message to Patty-he wanted her and right away.
"Get down on your knees," he exclaimed. "Come on, on those knees. I'm gonna train you just like your friend over there has trained you."
Ace laughed loudly, taking great delight in the fact that his friend Lester was so thoroughly enchanted by the presence of this beautiful young woman.
"Get down on your knees," he said. "Around here our women respond to every command. Come on, down on your knees."
The record player changed and another rock selection came on. It began blasting with heavy, reverberating sounds. Patty was mesmerized by the intensely loud sounds of drums as she dropped quickly down to her knees, behaving in the same obedient fashion as she had when she'd responded to Ace.
"I've got her trained," Ace laughed, taking a long puff from the marijuana joint.
"Okay, we'll see how well," Lester said. "Come on, honey. Just play with my hot balls now."
She looked down at his tantalized, bulging testicles. She observed beads of sweat protruding from them as she reached down with her trembling, excited fingers. Her fingers began to pull and tug as she held on tightly to his scorching nuts. The quicker that her fingers manipulated against his searing flesh, the louder that Lester began to gasp as he received her quick, insistent strokes.
"That's where it's at," Lester gasped. "Ooooh, come on, I like that. I like those preliminary strokes. Come on, hang onto my nuts. Move those fingers real tight. Yes, I like the way you're moving them. Ooooh, ahhh, push them against my hot nuts. That's the way to do it. Stroke with your fingers against my balls. Ooooh, come on, that's where it's at. Just slice with your hot fingers. Ooooh, ahhh, stroke me. Come on, stroke my balls."
Lester's wildly agitated body began to glide back and forth as his lover kept pushing perseveringly with both hands. The longer that she continued with her quick, sturdy finger sensations, the more rapidly and assertively that she held on as she squeezed against the firm, excited surface of his balls. The tighter that her fingers projected against his scorching nuts, the greater the excitement that Lester constantly experienced. Patty loved hearing his loud, gasping sounds, since it clued her in as to just how much he was enjoying every quick, deliberate sensation that she was bringing to bear with her captivating fingers.
"That's really doing it," he sighed. "Ooooh, I love it. Come on, stroke. Stroke, baby. Work your fingers. Press them against my hot nuts. Ooooh, come on, finger my balls. Really let yourself go. Ooooh, come on, press with those fingers. Let them stab. Yeah, let them push. Ooooh, faster."
It made Patty feel good to know that she was providing this huge, sexy Negro man with that much sensation. Her fingers kept gripping his warm nuts, clutching as tightly as she dared allow them.
"Okay, come on, now let's have a little tongue," Lester laughed. "You proved you could make it with the finger action. Okay, start tonguing my nuts. Really move that tongue of yours. Come on, let it slice against my hot balls. Work it, baby, work your hot tongue."
She pushed her tongue forward, allowing it to stroke back and forth as it moved casually and sweepingly against his testicles. The swifter that she tongued his hot nuts, the louder that Lester gasped and sighed. Now his sleek, trim thighs were shaking with quivering desire as she kept on working with her quick, solid tongue. The faster that she stroked with it, the more excitement that she registered through his whole body over the prospect of bringing him off.
"Suck my balls," Lester commanded. "Come on, honey. Let's go to work. You're my bitch now. You're my private, personal bitch. So suck me. Come on, suck my hot balls."
The faster that she sturdily applied her tongue to his testicles, the more overpowering the sensations within Lester's body became. He felt the quivering, determined strokes that she kept employing. The larger that his bulging balls became, the more instinctively she knew how badly he would need to get his long, piercing cock sucked to climax.
"Okay, go down on the thing," he said. "My long pole's got to juice. Ooooh, all this hot stuffs stored up in there. So come on and suck me. Let yourself go. Come on, I need it. Damned, I need it bad. Ohhh, ohhh, come on, suck me off. Baby, ohhh, suck me. Yes, ohhh, come on, eat my prick. Ohhh, eat it. Baby, eat it."
She began to move her tongue soothingly as she applied it to the tip of Lester's cream-filled peter, which was so very close to shooting. She loved hearing the wild, uninhibited sounds of his panting as she stroked the nub end of his hard, excited arsenal.
"Suck him off," an enthralled Fran called out. "Honey, you're a great cock sucker. You give it all you've got, just like I do. Your man means a lot to you. Lester's impressed. He really is. Keep it up, honey. Keep moving your tongue up and down his dick. Just let it explode. Ohhh, let it explode against his pecker. Honey, suck him off. Ooooh, suck him off."
Her tongue went to work with great consitency and rapidity, driving against the tip of his long peter for a few more strokes. After that she began to grind with her tongue up and down the full length of his huge, hot stem. The quicker that she employed her tongue as it moved spiritedly against his organ, the closer that he was projected to the state of a stirring climax, when all of the juices would pour thrillingly from the end of his infatuated tool and into her mouth.
"It's gonna gush," Lester said. "Come on, just keep that tongue of yours moving. Come on, baby. I want you to stroke with it. Ohhh, push it up and down my stiff dick. Baby, keep it going. Ooooh, suck me off. Yeah, keep that tongue moving. Let it slice. Let it push up and down my dick."
Her quick, racing tongue moved up and down his hard, blazing peter. The quicker that her tongue employed against his stiff shaft, the closer that he was moved to the state of an ecstatic orgasm.
"Bring it off," he sighed. "Come on, bring it off."
By then Lester was eagerly running his fingers through his lover's hair. He held on tightly finally to her scintillating red hair as he gasped and prepared to unleash his wild cock onslaught into her mouth.
"Come on, get it off," he said. "The old trigger's ready to explode, baby. Oooooh, it's all gonna shoot. It's gonna splash out of my prick. Keep on sucking. Ooooh, come on and suck. I want you to swallow it. Ooooh, ahhh, I want you to swallow it."
He moved his body back and forth sweepingly, then heaved a loud, prolonged sigh as the droplets of his thick, tempestuous juice began to splash profusely from out of the end of his hot, piercing pole and into her mouth.
"Come on, swallow it," he said. "Ooooh, you've got to swallow it. Yes, swallow the stuff. Ooooh, it's gushing."
The thick, hot, white liquid kept shooting like gushing lava from the end of his geyser-like cock. Lester's prick moved back and forth as he heaved deep sighs and watched the prolific juices shoot from out of the end of his aroused prong.
"Get every drop of it," Lester called out. "Come on, oooh, come on, honey. Swallow it all. Ohhh, ahhh, ohhh, come on, ooooh, come on, suck it. Ooooh, ohhh, suck it."
She swallowed the last few drops of his steaming cream, her tongue slicing back and forth as she eagerly collected every morsel of his appetizing cum.
"Nice, real nice," Lester smiled, showing his shiny, even, white teeth. "You're really a suck artist, honey. You know how to go down on a man's prick. You know how to satisfy him."
Lester immediately threw his arms around his beautiful lover, who had ever so conscientiously sucked his penis to climax. She loved the way that he dominated her as he held on ever so tightly, pushing his arms against her warm, excited flesh. He threw her down on the floor, then moved his fingers surgingly against her warm, excited breasts.
"You love the tits sensation," he laughed. "I know damned well you do."
"Yes, ohhh, yes," she sighed. "I really love it. Ooooh, hold onto me, honey. Ooooh, come on, clutch me. Yes, clutch me hard."
His knifing fingers continued to work with steady proficiency as he pushed them over her warm breasts. The tighter that he squeezed, the louder that she gasped as she responded to his sturdy finger stabs. Lester had a hypnotic way about him as he delivered his fingers ever so stingingly to her warm breasts.
When Lester finally released his fingers from her tits, he drove his tongue firmly forward, planting it against her left breast. With great rapidity, his tongue went to work, driving against her warm tit. The more quickly and explosively that he pushed with his tongue against her breast, the louder that she gasped.
"Ooooh, Lester, can you ever suck me," she said. "Ohhh, you've got me in a daze. Ooooh, what a daze."
He finished up on one breast, then began to sharply rotate his tongue against her other tit. The more rapidly that he assertively drove his tongue and let it press against her breast, the greater the amount of desire that she felt sweeping through her whole body.
The beautiful redhead's loins were on fire, and she felt most of the sensation in her warm, invigorated pussy.
"Ohhh, Lester, Lester, you're so great," she sighed. "Ohhh, your tongue is terrific. What a fiery tongue. What a beautiful tongue."