Chapter 3
When the ringing of the phone jarred Jimmy out of sleep he was irritated as hell, although it was almost eleven in the morning. After talking to Laura, he went naked into the kitchen of his small apartment, heated up same leftover coffee and sat at the kitchen table smoking a cigarette and cursing that gorgeous little cunt he'd taken out the night before.
He hadn't scored, which was a rarity for the brawny nineteen-year-old. She was a bank teller at the downtown bank, a knockout with fabulous tits and a breathtaking ass, and the kind of pouty, ripe mouth that could easily give an unforgettable blowjob.
He'd gotten her back to his apartment after a cheap Chinese dinner -- he never spent more than necessary on chicks, not because he was cheap but because he liked to talk and charm his way into their hot little pussies, not pay for it -- and they'd gotten into the hot necking routine when she pulled the oldest bullshit in the world on him. It was her time, she told him sadly.
Maybe it actually was, but that never stopped him from checking their oil with his dipstick. Hell, he wasn't going to shove his mouth and dazzling white teeth down into their bloody thighs, and his long cock never knew the difference so what was the big deal? In fact, a lot of chicks were especially horny during their periods, eager to swing.
But not this stacked, sexy, hot-assed tease. Jimmy could usually spot a pricktease from fifty yards, but this one had fooled him. What she was really looking for was a meal ticket, a husband, and she probably wouldn't put out until after she had an engagement ring -- the greedy little bitch.
Nor could he persuade her to give him a blowjob if she didn't want him to violate her precious pussy. Only married women did that, she told him solemnly. He quickly pointed out that he knew at least twenty single girls in town who gave terrific blowjobs. That's when she told Jimmy to call one of them up, because she wasn't going to go down on him, screw him, jack him off or anything else.
At this juncture, Jimmy, whose temper was slow but dangerous, was strongly tempted to just take what he wanted. But his instincts warned him sharply -- the spiteful bitch would go to the cops afterward and file charges against him.
Only then did she admit she was still a cherry at eighteen, a fact that only whetted Jimmy's ravenous appetite. He'd finally taken her home and dumped her. No doubt she'd find some sucker who was willing to get a license just to get into those plump burning thighs, but he sure as hell wasn't it.
Thus his rotten mood this morning. The fact was, he could have called up a number of girls, including a few married women, who would be glad to service his thick rod. But Jimmy was a relentless hunter at heart, and once he got into a chick he would plow her mercilessly for a few nights or weeks until he got tired of her, and move on to the next one.
Fresh pussy, the prospect of a wild new piece, the lure of a fantastic, dreamy fuck drove Jimmy on as though he had a roaring fire under his muscled ass. He was one of those legions of men who really believed there was an ultimate fuck out there, a sexy, juicy-ass, hot-titted, wild-mouthed young animal who could drive him up the wall with her luscious cunt and wanton mouth, who wouldn't bore him after a week or two.
He hadn't found her yet, although he'd come close a couple of times and he wasn't about to give up his cherished dream.
After two cups of coffee he felt better and took a quick shower, finishing with an icy spray. He had an immense hard-on that wouldn't quit since last night, and from the way Laura had described the blonde -- "cute", a word he hated, because it usually meant a pug nose and a fat ass for some strange reason -- he wasn't too optimistic about it. Besides, even if he did want to screw her he couldn't with Laura there, meaning he'd probably have to wait until tonight when he could get the blonde alone to pump her.
And if Jimmy had one fault, it was a seething impatience. When he was horny, and worse, frustrated the way he was now, he had to have it now, not tonight or tomorrow or next week. Sure, he could call up an old girlfriend just to get his rocks off but it wasn't the same. She had to be new, she had to at least have the hidden potential of turning out to be his dream-fuck, and going back to the same plate for seconds just because he was hungry didn't interest him.
He slipped on clean levis, a T-shirt that displayed his lean muscles and ran a comb through his sleek dark hair. He still had two months of unemployment insurance coming and he intended to make the most of it, pussy hunting and laying back for a while. Checking himself in the mirror, he had to grin at his own reflection. His damn hard-on looked like a five-pound salami, and once, he got it up like this, frustrated, the big boy wouldn't go down until he was thoroughly satisfied.
He left his apartment and went out to his Chevy van at the curb. It was equipped with a double bed in back, a small portable bar, a refrigerator stacked with beer and a fabulous stereo system. He called his van Pussy Supreme, and was careful not to screw any homely chicks in it. He wasn't exactly superstitious but the last time he screwed a dog in it, his transmission went out.
Ever since, he'd taken care to lay only good lookers and occasional knockouts in it, and it was running like velvet.
He began driving toward his brother's place, his eyes scanning the working girls on their lunch hour, moving briskly down the sidewalks in the bright sun. Some neat stuff out there today, nice tits and legs. He always started at the tits, went down to the hips and thighs, lingered on the legs and only then looked at their faces.
The old trite saying that you didn't fuck their faces was not true, of course, but any number of girls with pretty eyes and lips had dumpy tits and sagging asses and worse, shapeless legs. Jimmy preferred a gorgeous body with an average face to beautiful faces arid uninspiring figures. Hell, you could always find one pretty facial feature in a chick with a luscious body, even if you had to look at their earlobes. Besides, what difference did it make in the dark?
Laura's blonde friend was probably a little dog, but if it was fresh pussy he wasn't fussy right now. He parked his van and knocked on her apartment door, letting a cigarette dangle from his lips. Fuck 'em, look cool was his motto.
He knocked again, thinking about his brother's wife. Now the brunette nurse was his idea of a possible dream-fuck. Her body was incredible, even with clothes on, and her face wasn't at all homely, sort of average -- faintly-pretty. Rut talk about a pair of ravishing tits, and a magnificent ass and stunning legs!
Of course, Jimmy had thought about screwing his big brother's wife from time to time, but he'd never really go through with it, although he had a funny feeling he might succeed in spite of the fact that Laura was so square. The way she'd look at him sometimes, a funny smolder in her eyes, as if she was thinking about it the same time he was.
But his own brother's wife? Never! Hell, Don was the greatest guy in the world, and it would take a lowdown, totally selfish, lecherous bastard to screw his own brother's sexy wife.
Besides, Don was bigger and meaner than he was. Much meaner...
On the third knock, Laura opened the door. She smiled at him, her face flushed with excitement. He was surprised to see she was still wearing her terry cloth robe. Laura was the kind of chick who was always well-groomed and neatly dressed.
"C'mon in, Jimmy," she bubbled. "I want you to meet our houseguest, Cindy."
He stepped inside, drank in the blonde and for a blissful moment Jimmy thought he would shoot off in his pants. She caught him completely by surprise and all he could do for a few moments was nod stupidly at her.
For one thing, she couldn't be more than a teenager, a mere brat. For another, he couldn't keep his eyes off her fantastically hot little tits, the fat nipples straining at her T-shirt. He finally took in her hips, the curved rim of a gorgeous little ass, and although he couldn't see her legs because she wore jeans, he could tell beyond a doubt they were born to lock around a man's waist -- or his face. And even before Jimmy took in her face, he knew she was Prime Choice, pure eating material, hot juicy cunt supreme!
Her face was the clincher, though. Wild, sexy blue eyes, long blonde hair, just washed, and the sweetest, most promising set of sultry lips he'd ever seen.
Mink, sheer loving mink, one hundred percent mad animal, he thought as his prick pounded savagely in his tight pants.
If she was half as hot and luscious as she looked, Jimmy knew he'd finally found his dream-fuck. Or a close second.
He tried not to show his surprise or his excitement, nodding casually at the introduction, but his eyes were riveted to her mouth and tits, alternately.
Laura had lunch ready, which consisted of tuna fish sandwiches and soup, but Jimmy could barely swallow his food. He was so feverishly horny by now he could feel a few drops of hot cream oozing out of the head of his throbbing dick.
The fact was, unless his imagination was going berserk, the ripe little vixen was flashing sex at him, throwing it at him in a variety of unmistakable signals.
To begin with, she was eating him up with her shining blue eyes, a look you'd have to be blind to miss. But even more startling was the way she was eating her food. Unless Jimmy was still stoned and hallucinating from the grass and beer he'd had last night, she was giving her sandwich a blowjob! She would bite off a dainty hunk and as she slowly chewed it, she would stare at him hungrily and her pink tongue would dart out and pretend to lick the crumbs off her lips, but it was as close to a lascivious blowjob as you could get, her tongue-tip pausing to squirm around her upper lip, as if his huge knob was already there.
Jimmy looked at Laura to see if she knew what was happening. But the brunette was staring at Cindy as if hypnotized, her eyes shining with a strange light, her face flushed.
What the fuck was going on?
If he'd picked Cindy up on the beach or in the park, he'd have figured her put at once, a hot little nympho who'd probably just been turned on to sex and couldn't get enough, although the wild-eyed, sexy blonde was considerably better looking than any nympho Jimmy had ever met. What completely baffled him was Laura's behavior.
Only for a moment did the thought flash in his mind and Jimmy quickly told himself he'd have to be crazy to think that. Laura making it with a kid? His brother's square, faithful, hick-town wife digging weird sex with a teen like Cindy?
Not a chance.
But as realization slowly dawned in Jimmy's startled mind, he knew what was going on between the two of them. Laura looked like she was about to come all over herself and she couldn't keep those luminous hot eyes off the blonde. Christ, she never even looked at his brother like that when she was horny!
Then the brunette's gaze slowly swept over to him, and he was positive.
Holy shit, he thought silently, pushing his plate away. If Don knew he'd freak out. But why did Laura invite him over if she was swinging with Cindy?
The answer to that one came slowly too. Although Jimmy regarded himself as cool and nonchalant, a cocky man-of-the-world at nineteen because he'd gotten all the pussy he'd ever wanted since he was fifteen, and more, he'd never made it with two women at the same time. But at this point he could only reason that the blonde urged Laura to get him over here because she was cock-hungry too.
The burning question now, as his prick throbbed fiercely in his tight levis, was whether Laura would want to watch the two of them in action. He still didn't realize that it was going to be a torrid triangle. Then Laura spoke up, standing up with her proud tits bulging out her robe.
"I guess I'll go into the bedroom and take a nap or something," she stammered.
Then Cindy stood up, grinning. "What the hell for? He knows, Laura -- look at him! He's about to shoot his wad in his pants!"
Coming from her, the obscene phrase only sounded twice as exciting. He could see then that Cindy was one of those belligerent types who got her kicks from shocking people, a phase a lot of adolescents went through.
Only this one meant business, because she was leaning over the table now and eating him up with her hot blue eyes. "Hey, man," she whispered, "we both want to make it with you at the same time. You man enough to handle two girls at once, stud? Well, don't sit there with your mouth drooling -- speak up!"
Jimmy swallowed hard, but his brother's wife was avoiding his eyes, her face red. Her creamy tits, however, were heaving rapidly now, not so much at the prospect of making it with Jimmy but of watching Cindy in action with him. After spying on the blonde when she'd feverishly fucked her husband, that eerie excitement was pounding in her blood again, that maddening rapture of seeing a massive rod pierce Cindy's sweet tight pussy, seeing that silky, tawny flesh squirm and sweat and ripple with loving sex...
"That right, Laura?" Jimmy finally said to her. "You want to make it with me too?"
"Yes," the brunette said urgently. Her eyes met his now, delirious with excitement. "Don't worry about Don -- he won't find out, honest."
Then Jimmy stood up, his enormous hard-on bulging out his pants. Fuck brotherly loyalty! Shit, he had a luscious little mink of a blonde who was drooling to get at his cock, and he had his brother's fantastically stacked wife -- both at the same time, both eager and wildly aroused! And in his frantic condition, after being teased and left high and dry by that coy bitch last night, he wouldn't stop now if his mother marched in the door holding a bible aloft and praying for his soul.
"Yeah, I think I can handle both of you," he said hoarsely. "Lead the way."
The three of them went into the bedroom, and although the apartment door was bolted from the inside so Don couldn't get in even if he happened to come home early. Laura shut the door. It was sexier, more secret and obscene that way.
"Strip," Cindy told Jimmy, already removing her T-shirt to reveal her ripe juicy tits. Jimmy stripped quickly in silence, his eyes burning on the softly curved blonde who was naked in ten seconds. God, what a luscious piece of sleek hot cunt! Every juicy curve created for only one function, pure raw sex, a sucking-and-fucking dream come true. Jesus, if she looked this wild at her young age, what would she be like in a couple of years?
A giant drop of jism seeped out of his huge crimson knob as his eyes swung over to Laura, who was naked now too. She was a vivid contrast to the tawny blonde, her beautiful tits milk-white with swollen red nipples, her dark bush wet with her excitement.
Together the statuesque brunette and the hotly curved young blonde were dynamite.
Jimmy made a silent vow then. By God, if his dick didn't hold out for the next two or three hours or whenever Don was due home, his tongue would! Because if ever he'd seen two eating, beating, pumping, humping, wild-eyed, hot-assed girls who were aching for it, his brother's panting wife and her luscious little girlfriend were it.
Cindy walked over to him and grasped his throbbing meat in her soft warm fingers. She made a low hissing sound of intense passion. Jimmy's rod quivered and almost ejaculated in her tight fist.
"Man, am I glad I'm not a vegetarian!" said Cindy, her eyes blazing on his blood-gorged prick. The blonde brushed his boiling cock-head against her soaked pussy and trembled from head to toe. Standing on her tiptoes to tease her cuntlips, Cindy moaned as Jimmy squeezed her lush tits in his strong hands.
She turned her head to the naked brunette, who was watching intently a few feet away, furtively playing with her own throbbing pussy.
"Just to show you I'm not an animal," Cindy said hoarsely, "I'll let him choose who he wants first, okay, Laura?"
"I'll be glad to watch at first," the nurse said quickly. "I can suck on your tits, darling, while he screws you."
"Choose," Cindy told Jimmy, ignoring Laura. Cunt-honey was seeping out of her fiery slit now, and soft tremors raced through her flesh. She was really into her sex-spree now, hotter than she'd been so far with either Laura or her husband.
Jimmy played with the blonde's naked hot ass, his loins pounding fiercely. He stared at his brother's wife, recalling the wild fantasies he'd had about tit-fucking her beautiful mounds, then stroking savagely into those creamy thighs.
"Shit, I don't want to choose," he snapped.
"Then I'll choose," Cindy panted, stepping away from him. "I'm gonna suck you off while you eat Laura -- okay?"
"I'll shoot off too fast that way," Jimmy said, his prick super-sensitive with eagerness. Christ, he'd almost gotten his rocks off just from the juicy feel of her cunt-lips! His hairy balls felt like gigantic lead sinkers and the knot in his loins was a boiling mass of fire.
"No, you won't shoot off," Cindy said confidently. She led him by his huge cock over to the bed, utterly brazen. She was the only one of the three who'd ever swung in a triangle, she knew she was the star attraction and she loved to direct. She knew they all went crazy over her cute ass and sweet mouth and madly sucking pussy, and she felt a thrill of pride over the fact.
"Just lie on your back, Jimmy," she told him, licking her wet lips. She loved giving blowjobs to both sexes, and more than once she wondered if her tingling lips and tongue were a second pussy. At this frenzied moment, Cindy felt like she was all hot, aching cunt.
"But I'll shoot off too quick," Jimmy protested thickly. "Shit, I'm so hot I could explode!"
The blonde grinned at him as she crawled up between his muscled thighs. "No you won't shoot off, sport, not until I tell you to. Just leave that to me."
She grabbed his pounding meat by the base in her fist and looked at Laura, who watched in fascination.
"Laura, sit on his face! That way we can watch each other, honey."
Before the big-breasted brunette took another step toward the bed, Cindy seized the flaming knob of Jimmy's cock in her burning mouth and sucked in a wild spasm.
With that first juicy thrill, Jimmy knew beyond a doubt he was about to get the hottest, wildest, ball tingling, nerve-racking, wantonly savage blowjob of his entire life.
For a long moment the panting teen just rammed as much of his rod as she could get into her mouth and held it there, squirming hotly. The next thing Jimmy knew, Laura's beautiful, ripe ass-cheeks were looming over his face as she placed a folded knee on each side of his ribs.
The heat and fragrance of her silken cunt hit his face like a blast of summer wind, and then her wet, luscious cunt gently came down to rub against his mouth.
And as his brother's sexy wife began to rape his mouth while her naked, feverish little girl friend sucked him off, Jimmy realized he was getting a whole new education.
But if his big brother ever found out, he wouldn't have time to hang around for his diploma.
He'd be running for his life.