Chapter 9
A minute or so after she stopped coming, Gloria climbed off Bill's face.
Generally, she would have stayed mounted on the mouth which had brought her to orgasm for a good deal longer than the brief interval in which she had rested with her pussy engulfing the mouth of the ardent young man.
But, although she had loved what his lips and tongue had done in the way of pleasuring her pussy, she was still unsatisfied.
He was very, very good with his mouth-but it still remained to be seen if he was equally erotically talented with the thing between his legs.
Gloria would find that out, too.
It was a steamy sultry night. Inside Gloria's suite of rooms, down the hall from the room shared by Cherry and Jenny, the air conditioner hummed.
All the same, cool air or not, it was as steamy and humid as a tropical rain forest on the bed, due to the erotic action of Gloria and Bill.
Gloria was exotically outfitted. She wore a black lace waist cincher, stockings, and high heels-with all her erotic parts strategically exposed.
The cincher started below the line of her breasts, so both those mounds of flesh were nakedly exposed, open to kisses and caresses.
The bottom of the cincher was at her waistline. Fat frilly garters dangled down from the cincher, their metal tabs pinned to the dark tops of her nylons.
Between the cincher and the nylon tops, she was lushly nude, her creamy hips flaring out from the cincher like the curve of a violin.
Her black bush shone with sweat, making a glossy triangle of inky darkness at her pubic mound. Her pussy lips dripped with saliva and secretions.
Her thighs were pink and plump where they oozed from the tops of the stockings. Those nylons sleekly sheathed her strong legs.
Her nipples stood out stiff and straight and throbbing on the tips of her breasts. Within her slit, membranes steamed with slippery secretions.
From the chin up, Bill's face was hidden by the crotch which covered it. Below the chin lay the strong, athletic, naked body of a young man in his mid-twenties.
Bill was straight and strong and tall, with a fine physique-broad shoulders, a well-padded muscular chest, tapering torso, lean hips.
Rising up from his hips was a swollen red erection. It glowed a dark scarlet seething color, heated as it was by lust.
It was a fine, impressive, abundantly endowed rod of flesh. It was the reason why Gloria so quickly dismounted from his mouth of pleasure.
Gloria loved her task. She was recruiting a new staff for the mansion. The old servants who once fetched at the beck and call of Uncle Walter were too old.
What the place needed was some young blood-and young bodies.
Gloria was in charge of selecting the staff, male and females. Mere competency in flawlessly carrying out the standard duties of servants was not enough.
Gloria-and behind her, Jenny-wanted servants who would serve, not just in the kitchen or laboring at the household chores, but servants who would sexually serve in the bedroom at the pleasure of their employers.
There was no shortage of applicants, since Jenny paid high salaries. The candidates were screened for personal attractiveness and willingness to please.
Gloria was auditioning Bill for a household position. Most of the staff jobs were fillet', but one or two places remained open.
He had passed his first test with flying colors, having licked and tongued Gloria to a delicious orgasm.
Now she would see what he could do with that thing between his legs.
Gloria dismounted from his face. Her pussy lips glowed hotly under a sticky coating of his saliva, which clung to her, frothy and bubbling.
Just moving made her pussy lips tingle with new sensations. She lifted her crotch off his face, revealing it.
Bill was a handsome, clean-shaven youth with short fair hair, hazel eyes, pink skin. He had jutting cheekbones and a cleft chin.
He also had a mouth which had wonderfully pleased her. Twinges and tingles shimmered through her pussy as she crawled off him.
She did not go far. On hands and knees she crawled down the bed, stiff-nippled breast slapping softly against the insides of her arms.
Her pussy lips tingled and her membrane seethed, just from moving. Her plump whit buttocks jiggled as she crawled.
Bill's red face shone with a coating of he juices. He smacked his lips, savoring the rich spicy taste of her which permeated his mouth.
Gloria straddled his lean hips. She took hold of his penis. His rod was stiff, long, and seething. It throbbed like a beating drum in her fingers She cooingly stroked and squeezed it.
She hugged his lean flanks with her thighs her pussy poised over the head of his penis which she gripped vertically upright.
Smiling lewdly, she rubbed the head of the penis against her pussy lips, massaging it back and forth, while Bill moaned beneath her.
Tiring of this teasing game, eager for more intimate action, she pressed the tip of the penis against her slitted pussy.
The cock head seemed to expand when pushed against her pussy. She parted the thick red lips of her pussy with the wedge of knobbed flesh.
Bill shivered with lust as his cock head was stuffed inside her.
Gloria took the head up into her sex. She slowly lowered herself down on the rod, the erection sliding over her sizzling membranes.
She gasped as it filled her. Her pussy was filled by the wide rod, which was thick enough to stretch even her mature membranes.
But she was as juicy as a young girl, as she settled down on Bill's cock, until at last her pussy lips circled the base of his cock.
He lay moaning and gasping. She leaned forward, so that her heavy breasts dangled over his face. She let them fall on his face, engulfing it.
His face was buried between her breasts, with bosom flesh pressing him on all sides. Moans from his mouth rippled through the globes of her breasts.
Squirming on his cock, Gloria cupped a breast and fed a stiffly swollen nipple into his moaning mouth. He urgently sucked at it.
Now that her nipple was being mouthed, she started moving on top of him, rubbing her pussy against the swollen penis filling it.
As she thrilled to each deep, penetrating stroke of his penis, Gloria decided that this well endowed young man had every qualification for the job.
In another part of the mansion, in the parlor on the ground floor, a once-staid room which was in the process of being transformed into Jenny's playroom, a pair of young studs who had successfully passed Gloria's test were serving at the pleasure of Jenny and Cherry.
Simon, the younger of the two males, was a local youth, eighteen, who had just graduated high school, and was working during the summer as a houseboy.
Brad, the older, was in his late twenties, a strong, virile man of few words but many erotic deeds, who worked as the chauffeur.
Jenny and Cherry were dressed for action, both girls outfitted in pretty summer party dresses.
Jenny wore black, but the garment was so very thin and sheer that it seemed as light as a feather on her sweet pink flesh.
The one-piece dress was very sexy, and made her feel quite grown-up. It was a clinging garment which left her smooth shoulders bare.
Her pert breasts were fitted into the breast cups of the garment, showing a good deal of the swelling tops of her bosom flesh.
Around her neck she wore a single strand of pearls. Tonight, she had lightly applied make-up, just a hint of cosmetics to make it feel more like a party.
Cherry, the jet-black curly hair streaming down to the middle of her back, wore a red dress with thin shoulder straps and a plunging neckline.
Music oozed from the concealed stereo speakers which Jenny had ordered installed. All four of the celebrants had had a lot of alcohol to drink.
Earlier, the music had been rock music, fast and frantic. Simon was a good dancer but Brad was unable to gyrate to the latest teen hits.
So, Jenny and Cherry had danced sometimes with Simon and sometimes with each other, until sweat streamed from their shapely forms despite the cool air conditioning.
Brad was not disturbed. Cool, confident, he knew he would get his own back later, when the action became more erotically intimate.
And it seemed that time had now come, since Jenny, slightly tipsy, had changed the records and put on slow, soft music.
Now it was time for slow dancing Brad took her in his arms. He had short black hair and a face made up of sharp planes.
He stood over six feet tall, broad shouldered and well muscled. His strong arms wrapped around Jenny's form, holding her warmly.
Jenny was somewhat out of breath from all the fast dancing she had done. Rosy red spots of color shone in her flushed cheeks.
It was good for her to press against Brad's strong firm body. She closed her eyes, resting her head on his shoulder as she swayed to the music.
Simon looked more boyish, compared to the hard-faced Brad. Simon had long brown hair, soft and straight, covering his ears and collar.
He was taller than Brad, also lankier. As he danced slowly with Cherry, his hands mover, down her back to rest on her buttocks.
He put both hands on the lush globes of bottom flesh which jutted under the taut red dress. He squeezed and stroked them.
Cherry pressed her hips against his groin, striking flame in his flesh where the warmth of her wide smooth hips pressed him.
She swayed this way and that. The heavy mounds of her breasts seemed ready to spill out of the low-cut cups of her tight red dress.
Simon fondled her buttocks. His hand moved down to the hem of her dress, pulling it up in back until it was at her waist.
Cherry wore no slip. A pair of scanty red lace panties, damp with sweat, were stretcher, tightly across her creamy buttocks.
Simon slipped his hand inside the panties so he could fondle her bare bottom.
Close by, Brad led Jenny to a couch. "Let's sit this one out."
He sat down and Jenny sat on his lap, lips parted to be kissed. Brad obliged, embracing her and crushing her lips with his own.
He put his tongue in her mouth. Jenny pressed her lips harder against his. He licked and rubbed and twined his tongue with her own.
His hand fastened on her bosom, first squeezing the mounds of flesh through her dress, then rubbing the tops of her breasts where they emerged from the black top of the garment. Jenny was braless in that dress.
His kisses and caresses got to Jenny. Her blushing face got even redder. As she squirmed on his lap, her warm buttocks rolled over his penis.
The weight of her was sweet and stirring. Within seconds, his penis stiffened into a swollen erection which throbbed demandingly.
Jenny felt it stir and grow under her, against her bottom. From deep in the back of her throat she went, "Ummmmmmmmmmmm!"
He stopped kissing her, but only so he could lower his face to her breasts and nuzzle their swelling tops.
Jenny's eyes were slits of wanton pleasure. She tilted back her head, so her pale blonde hair spilled down her bare back.
Brad eased her off his lap and stood alongside her, the bulge of his stiff penis even more impressive when he stood in profile.
Jenny put her hand on his rod and fondled it through his trousers.
Breathing hard, he undid the zipper at the back of her dress, opening it to the small of her back, then slipping it off her.
Jenny's pert breasts jiggled when freed from the dress and nakedly exposed. Brad reached around to the front of her to cup her breasts.
He rubbed and fondled those soft mounds with their stiff nipples. He spread his fingers so the pink pointed nipples jutted between them.
Then he opened and closed his fingers, squeezing the nipples, making Jenny squirm with hot arousal.
Brad tugged the dress off her lean hips. It fell to her feet, leaving her naked except for the strand of pearls looped around her neck since Jenny had worn no panties under th dress.
Her body was nakedly exposed. Still fondling her breasts, Brad pushed his hips forward, pressing his bulging groin against he bare backside.
Jenny reached around behind her. She fondled his short soft hair with one hand, and rubbed his muscular thigh with the other.
Jenny smiled as she watched Simon and Cherry, not far away.
Simon was taking off Cherry's dress. The two of them stood near the billiard table, a table whose green felt top was supported on massive wooden legs.
The front of Cherry's dress was down, leaving her lush breasts bare. They jiggled and rippled as her dress was pulled down off wide hips.
She took off her dress and kicked off her shoes. She fondled Simon as he stripped off his shirt, exposing a lean, athletic torso.
His stiff penis was exposed when his pants and shorts came down. His member bobbed and twitched as he kicked his pants and shorts off his feet.
He pressed his front against Cherry's. She cupped her plump breasts, one in each palm, pushing them together as she lifted them to his face.
He nuzzled the breasts, his licking tongue flashing over the stiff buttons of her nipples, his hands caressing her smooth thighs.
He took a nipple between his lips and sucked it. Cherry oohed and aalied as he stroked her between the legs, through her scanty panties.
He lifted his licking mouth from her wet stiff nipples. He put his hands on her hips and turned her so that her back was to him.
Cherry, giggling, her face lewd with heated lust, pressed her palms down on the green felt surface of the billiards table.
She bent forward from the waist, so that her breasts hovered only inches from the expanse of broad green surface.
Leaning forward caused her bottom to thrust back, ripe buttocks arching. Teasingly she pressed her behind against his swollen penis.
Simon pressed his erection against her bottom flesh, lashing it in the crack of her buttocks.
Cherry still wore her scanty red lace panties. Simon returned some of her teasing by pulling on the top of the panties.
This caused the crotch of the panties to press deeply into her thick pussy lips. Cherry squirmed from the erotic stimulation, as her sensitive parts were rubbed by the red lace panties which filled her slit.
Jenny, equally naked, turned her attention from Cherry and Simon and devoted it to Brad. He had been a good sport when they had danced fast and frantically while he stood on the sidelines, and Jenny desired to do something special for him.
Additionally, her libido expressed a strong desire to have her mouth filled and fucked, so down to her knees she dropped.
His shirt was off, baring him from the waist up, exposing a muscular square-shaped torso which seemed to have been carved from wood.
Patches of thick black hair covered his muscled chest. Pressing the crotch of his trousers was a swollen muscle of love, his stiff penis.
Jenny got down on her knees, face level with his groin, eyes shining, mouth watering. Brad smiled down, caressing her flaxen hair.
Jenny ran her pink pointed tongue over her lips, moistening them. Brad opened the top of his pants and pulled down his zipper.
He tugged down slacks and shorts, freeing his rigid erection. His penis popped up, its wide swollen head seething in front of her face.
He took hold of his member and brought it to her lips. Jenny took hold of his strong hips and pressed her puckered lips against his penis.
Wetly and ardently she smooched the head of his cock. Her tongue flicked out, licking inside the tiny slit in the head of his penis.
His cock head pressed more urgently against her lips, which opened on cue to receive the rod. She took its knobbed head past her lips.
She slurped and sucked his cock head. Saliva juicily drooled down the corners of her stretched mouth as she sucked.
Meanwhile, Simon was pulling down Cherry's red panties. The panties were soaked through and saturated with her pussy juices.
They fluttered limply as they dropped down her legs and fell to her feet. She stepped out of them, spreading her feet shoulder-width apart.
He felt and fondled her buttocks, then rubbed her between the legs. She moaned and rocked her hips back and forth, jiggling her buttocks.
Simon took his hand away from her seething slit and substituted his penis, pressing its wide swollen head to her pussy lips.
He pushed it into her. Pussy lips split and spread as the knobbed cock head entered her. Cherry squealed with delight.
His cock head inside her, he threw his hips forward. Cherry was a big buxom girl with an extremely tight pussy which clutched his penis.
He put it deep into her, until her pussy lips circled the base of his swollen shaft, with the rest of his rod plunged deep in her seething slit.
He took hold of her wide hips and took her from behind. His small neat buttocks were clenched as he rocked his hips back and forth.
He fucked her well and deep. When he entered her, he pushed his penis way up inside her, her ripe buttocks jiggling when his hips pressed them.
Then, he would slowly withdraw, making Cherry squeal with erotic tension as he withdrew his rod until only the head remained inside her.
For her part, Jenny had offered up lips, tongue, and throat to the swollen penis which fucked them all with equal abandon.
Brad was big between the legs, and his rod seemed to have gotten even bigger since he put it in her mouth and started fucking it.
Now this was a party-and it got better with each heated second!