Chapter 5

Rory Davon drove away completely sober, discarding his enraged-husband act, eventually heading back to downtown Vegas. It was late at night and his mind was full of the things that had happened to his taffy-haired, big-titted young bride, and the things that she would encounter in the next few hours. She just had too much spirit and had to be broken, like a balky mule. Well, Shawna had broken her part of the way. Meanwhile, just the thought of her eating Shawna's pussy had gotten him hard as a rock and he had to find a way to get rid of the hard-on. The Strip and downtown were filled with bars and casinos filled with whores who were also rip-off artists, and picking up one of them didn't seem smart.

He thought of the little girl, Mike, and his cock got harder and longer. He found a phone booth and dialed the number she had given him. She picked it up on the second ring. "You want to fuck?"

"Rory... I thought you'd never ask!" How can such a sultry voice come from such a little girl? he wondered. He heard her chuckle. "But I don't have the strength. I need a king-size pizza with everything but anchovies, lots of tomato, cheese, pepperoni, salami, sausage, but no damn little fish. And beer to wash it down. By the time you've got it, I'll be sweetly squeaky clean from the shower ... and will you stay all night?"

"You bet your sweet ass," he said, grinning.

"I'd like it that way," the elfin girl said, laughing.

"No straight fucking?" the photographer said. He wanted to split her lean body with his hard cock.

"Well... maybe if we turn the lights out. I'm afraid you'll get a good look at the tit-less wonder and jump out the window."

"For chrissakes, get that tit-fixation out of your pretty head," he snapped. "I'll be by in about an hour."

"Hurry ... I'm starving. And Rory, don't push. I may have a hang-up about my tits, but the rest of me seems to work," Mike said. "And tell them to put plenty of tomato sauce on the pizza. You hit the doorbell twice, once, then twice. Okay?"

"Right. And don t put perfume on your pussy. It spoils the taste."

"Ha! I laugh! Thinking of you eating me while I eat pizza. You know, that's kooky enough to sound like fun!" She chuckled again.

As he hung up, Rory Davon thought, Fucking nutty broad ... but she turns me on. I'll lick her little cunt and her asshole until she flies out the window! And fuck that queer Toni! She's in bed with Chris and Shawna, and God only knows what she's doing-

Still woozy from the liquor she'd consumed and the terrible confrontation with Rory, Toni allowed herself to be led back to the big bed. The softly flickering hypnotic lights still illuminated the room and it seemed so good just to lie down. She knew she should be shocked at this situation but didn't care any more.

"Don't let it bug you, honey," Shawna said as she knelt over Toni. "Rory will cool down. We're glad to have you with us and you just let go and do anything you feel like. Now, Chris and I are going to have some sex ... and it makes it more exciting if someone is watching." She began to slowly stroke the photographer's cock, rolling the fleshy foreskin between her fingers. "It's one thing we agreed on before we decided to marry. Sex every night. We understand each other. He fucks his models or they suck him every day and I find what I can, but when we're together in this bed there's only the two of us." She chuckled. "We compare notes." She pumped her husband's cock slowly and said to him, "I've had a good time tonight; what kind of good time would you like?"

"How about a long, slow blow-job?" he said, grinning.

"If you can get it up." Shawna giggled, bending over his loins.

"That's your department." He pinched her smooth asscheeks as she took his penis and brought it to her softly ovaling lips. She began to blow her hot breath over it as her fingers lewdly stroked the thickening shaft and the purplish-red head grew to overwhelming dimensions. Toni couldn't understand how such a monstrous organ could fit inside the redhead's mouth, and she watched, fascinated, as Shawna's tongue-the tongue which had so hungrily drilled deep into her own seeping cunt just a short time ago, bringing her so much obscene pleasure- began to lave the bulbous head and drill into the little hole from which a thin whitish fluid pearled. This was the same thing she'd watched in shock on the day Rory shot the blue movie, but that was different. Those two were being paid to perform in a perverted way. But from the deep smile of pleasure on Shawna's face, Toni knew that the auburn-haired wife was doing this for her own pleasure!

Slowly the flat of her tongue encircled the ridge of the throbbing cockhead, wetting it thoroughly, making it glisten with her flowing saliva as Shawna's hand held her husband's balls, fingering their semen-heavy weight. She turned her deep green eyes to Toni and said, "Kiss him ... we'll both make love to him."

As if mesmerized, the pale-haired young girl bent over Chris Gael's face, her long hair tumbling over him like wheat straw tossed in the wind, and pressed her mouth to his. Her lips parted at the sliding, probing touch of his hot tongue and she found herself sucking it deep into her mouth. She groaned in erotic pleasure as she felt his hands cupping the fullness of her breasts, and his fingers tweaking the rising hardness of her berry like nipples. From the corner of her eyes as she was kissed and caressed, she watched in dazed awe what Shawna was doing.

She was licking the lust-engorged head of her husband's thick penis slowly, and her lips were ovaling over her fine white teeth as her mouth gaped wide and finally enclosed the mushroom-shaped tip. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked.

And then with agonizing slowness, Shawna's ecstatic, beautiful face went lower and lower, and inch by inch the rigid pole of Chris's manhood disappeared between the salivating lips until Shawna's nose was buried in the thick triangle of his pubic hair. Toni could hear the older woman moan with pleasure; and then her head was slowly rising, her lips peeling open as the staff emerged from her sucking mouth until only the bulbous head remained between them. Time after time the lovely face went up and down, tantalizingly.

"Kiss my body," Chris whispered as his loins rose and fell in rhythm with his wife's sucking.

Her breasts expertly fondled, her mouth warm from his kisses, her mind stunned and fascinated by what she was taking part in, Toni Davon made no resistance as Chris Gael's hands guided her wetly hot mouth to his chest and to his male nipples. It occurred to her that she had never kissed Rory this way, and she quickly discovered something amazing.

Under the soft caress of her lips and tongue Chris's nipples were hardening and elongating! She'd always thought that on a man they were no more than pimples, bits of flesh which could feel nothing. But there was no mistaking the response as they grew in her hot mouth. Tentatively she nibbled with her sharp little teeth and heard the man groan in pleasure, and Toni thought that from the disaster of this night, she might learn things which would make her marriage to Rory much more meaningful. She found her hands straying down over his hard-muscled belly, even into the bush of his pubic hair while he continued to play tantalizingly with her heavy breasts.

It was all wrong, Toni knew, but she couldn't help herself. She had never known such slow and tender lovemaking, and even while she caressed and was caressed in turn she could watch the soft lips of Shawna sliding easily now up and down the rigid pole of Chris's staff. It still wasn't clear in her befuddled mind how a huge organ could be completely absorbed into the auburn-haired girl's mouth, but it was, and from the moans coming from Shawna's throat, she wanted it.

"Lick me all over," Chris murmured, his hand urging her head down the length of his muscular body.

Obediently, Toni began to lave him with her tongue, now kissing without restraint. She discovered he tingled when she ran her hot little tongue into his navel and with salacious delight bit him.

She was so aroused that she felt no shock when Shawna sought her hand and drew it to the semen-heavy sac of Chris Gael's balls. Her face was only scant inches from Shawna's and she could scent the rich smell of his manhood as Shawna's mouth worked with agonizing slowness up and down the turgid length of his male-flesh.

It was the most sensual, entrancing experience young Toni had ever known, and it went on ... and on ... and on ... until she found herself wanting to do what Shawna was doing-the forbidden thing she had denied her own husband! Toni groaned and continued to kiss Chris Gael's trembling body until it was wet with her saliva, and an eternity passed.

And then abruptly the auburn-haired girl who had been so languorously fellating her husband let his saliva-glistening cock slip from her mouth and whispered to Toni, "Darling, my mouth is getting tired. Would you like to ... "

Toni gasped but found herself whispering, "I-yes ... but I never have ... not even for Rory!"

"I'll help you." Shawna said softly. "Here, just let's lick together at first, and it'll come naturally to you "

Holding the rigid, saliva-slick penis straight up, Shawna drew Toni's mouth toward it. For a moment the lovely young blonde held back, but as she saw Shawna's tongue flick out over the bulbous head of the throbbing cock, she surrendered and let her wetly parted lips be brought into contact with the hot, wet spear. Surprisingly, it was not an unpleasant situation, and she found it erotically exciting to be sliding her soft mouth up and down the length of it as she held Chris Gael's balls in her hand.

"Ummmmmm ... " she sighed, and her little pink tongue slithered from between her lubricious lips and began to lick at the sweetness. Under their dual caress, Chris was undulating slowly, lying back and watching the two beautiful young women work on his aroused body. Toni felt Shawna's hand caress her, sliding from her resilient conical breasts down to the dampness of her pussy and back, and knew she had passed the point of no return. She let herself be guided by the deft hands until she felt the warm, wet rubbery head of the cock rubbing across her cheeks and lips. She told herself this was carnal, sinful, but couldn't help herself as her lips opened wide. Yet she hesitated. It was so huge! How could she ever! She could hear her own feverish panting of desire like a rasping file on metal, and she moaned, " Aaaaahhhh!"

"Take it in your mouth, honey," Shawna whispered in her ear. "Go down!"

There was soft but insistent pressure on the back of Toni's head and she was too befuddled by drink and carnal arousal to resist. Narrowing her eyes to slits, she flicked out her tongue to taste the pungent fluid seeping from the little hole, and with a great effort opened her young, soft mouth wide and drew the big mushroom-shaped head of Chris Gael's cock between her salivating lips.

As Shawna caressed her tawny hair and head, Chris slowly fucked up into her unresisting lips.

Deeper and deeper his cock sank into her gaping, uncertain mouth. The hot, rubbery head pressed against her soft palate and Toni gagged, trying to spit it out, but now they were both holding her head and there was no escape.

"Relax, darling, you're going to like it," Shawna whispered in her ear, kissing it. "Just relax ... let your throat muscles open ... breathe through your nose, and don't try to suck yet. You can get all of it into your mouth."

In a sudden fit of perversion, Toni wanted to do it!

They were fondling her with their hands, and all she could think of was devouring this delicious spear of manhood. A fraction of an inch at a time, she worked her mouth down and down the thick fleshy staff, feeling the heartbeat of the man with her tongue, until finally her nose was buried in his pubic hair and her lips were distended around the very base of his cock.

God! She never thought her mouth could be stretched and stuffed so far. It was like trying to swallow a whole ear of corn; and it was more exciting than anything that had ever happened to her, even the girl-love with Shawna. She found her throat muscles were relaxing and the choking sensation was gone, and Toni wondered what it would be like if Chris came in her mouth. If Chris came in her mouth?

Of course he would!

And now she wanted him to. Shoot his white-hot cum into her grasping soft wet lips and down her eager throat into her quaking little belly! With a sudden urge of masochistic desire, she wished he would grab her by the hair and just fuck her mouth till her lips split. But he was only caressing her and slowly screwing into the depths of her yearning throat.

She would have to do all of it.

"Ummmmmm ... " the lovely blonde moaned in abandon and began to furiously drive her avidly sucking mouth up and down the full length of his rampant manhood. She never let the head of his cock escape her ravenous lips, and her tongue swirled over the heavy-veined length of it as her taffy hair tossed and whirled over his loins and her face contorted with a lust she had never known before.

She burrowed furiously between his splayed legs, her cheeks hotly compressed around his cock.

Out of her mind with carnal desire, Toni absorbed his penis to its thick base and then, distending her lips, managed to push his semen-laden balls into her mouth also, and remained bent over him, sucking and licking until Chris groaned in a mixture of ecstasy and agony.

'Keep at it honey, I'll shut him up," Shawna said with a lewd grin as she straddled her husband's face and drove her seething cunt down on his mouth, grinding her pussy tight against his face.

Toni saw this with wildly spinning eyeballs as she sucked furiously. It seemed to go on and on, and she wanted it to last forever, this luscious cock in her mouth, and yet she wanted him to cum hard, empty himself into her avid throat, so she could taste and savor and swallow his semen.

The aroused blonde felt Chris begin to jerk in her mouth and instinctively she released his cum-laden testicles and drew up on his throbbing penis until he was again free to fuck deep into her wet lips.

She felt the explosion in his loins as his cock rammed into her throat, and then the fire-hose gushing of his ejaculation. Hot and salty and so male, so delicious! Almost choking on the flood of it, she gulped and swallowed and sucked, her cheeks closed tight around the length of him as she felt his cum burn into her quaking belly.

The sheer eroticism of it triggered her own response, and at the same instant she heard Shawna scream as she wildly ground her pussy into her husband's face, "I'm CUUUMMMMIIINNGG!!"

Worshipping the magnificent phallus, Toni refused to surrender it from her voracious lips until it was spent and shriveled. Shawna was still rocking back and forth over Chris's gulping mouth. She was slick with sweat and made a kissing motion with her lips.

Toni, cum drooling from the corners of her mouth, raised her head, and their lips and tongues met.

In total exhaustion the three collapsed in the big bed, twined together, hugging and languorously kissing each other's flesh.

"First time I've ever been sandwiched by two girls," Chris Gael said, reaching for breasts and asscheeks indiscriminately. "And how sweet it is!"

The steaming-hot pizza was burning Rory Davon's hand as he balanced it in its cardboard box while with the other hand he carried two six-packs of Lucky Lager. Tucked under his arm was a bottle of raffia-wrapped Chianti. He had had no difficulty finding Mike's small apartment. He had ordered up the biggest pizza he could find, loaded with everything but fish, and was oddly interested in how much the tiny girl would be able to eat. He was sure of one thing-he'd get a hell of a fuck out of it if she was anywhere as good at fucking as she was at sucking.

She wanted him to screw her in the ass.

He thought he'd split her apart that way.

For some reason he didn't quite understand, he didn't want to hurt her. He wanted to hurt Toni. Pure Toni, who wouldn't suck his cock but would eat pussy.

"I smell food," she said, answering the door. "I'm ravenous."

He looked her up and down. She wore the shortest possible dress, its flared hem coming barely to the vee of her pubic mound. And there were two unmistakable bumps in front. Salaciously Rory licked his lips and said, "I knew you were hiding tits somewhere."

"These came with the dress," Mike said flippantly. "Get in here and feed me."

He followed her into the apartment. It was small but comfortable. The furnishings were Danish modern with some good teak pieces, but the kitchen was a Pullman affair, just enough for a bachelor girl. Through an open door he glimpsed the bedroom. It had a big bed, big enough for a bachelor girl who had a friend.

"Nice," he said.

"Comfortable ... but not a real fuck palace," Mike said. "We eat in the living room. That pizza smells just fine." She swung around, showing beautiful legs and a bit of tightly clenching asscheeks. "Lay it all around and I'll get plates."

He had bought the pizza, intended for a large party, mostly as a joke on her. It measured a full thirty inches across and was really loaded. He thought she might eat half of one wedge, and give up. But Mike stunned him by eating all but one wedge, which he captured for himself, while she was drinking most of the Chianti and two bottles of beer. He couldn't imagine where she was putting it all, but it was disappearing into her avid mouth just as his cock had. She licked the last strings of cheese from her succulent mouth and patted her still-flat stomach.

"That should give me strength enough to fuck all night," Mike said.

"Bare-ass naked," he replied.

"Not with the lights on, Rory," the little girl insisted. She smiled lewdly and said, "Wouldn't the whole thing be sexier for you if I had some clothes on? I mean, if you see what I don't have it'll turn you off. You let me lick you until you're nice and slippery and then put it in my bottom with the lights on so we can see each other. Then if you want to sleep with me in the dark, I'll be naked for you. If you get hard and want to fuck straight, all right. I like it, like it a lot, just the way I liked sucking your prick. You can't accuse me of not being sexy."

"You and your goddamn tit-fixation," Rory blurted. "Toni's got tits until hell won't have her, but it doesn't make her a woman. You were behind the door when they were passed out but you're the one who makes me horny. I don't care if you're as flat-chested as a Cub Scout!"

"Let's go to bed," the elfin girl said. "I want your cock."

Teasingly, she lingeringly undressed the aroused handsome man, dropping to her knees as she drew his shorts and slacks down after casually discarding his shirt. As he stepped out of the garments, her tiny hands, unable to encircle its girth, grasped his upthrust iron-hard penis, and she drew the fleshy foreskin down over the bulbous head. Worshipfully, Mike whispered, "Ooooh, it's so beautiful ... and big! Oh, Rory, you don't know how I love a big one! Some people say it doesn't matter how big it is, that it's the pile-driving ass behind it; but that's not true ... for me at least." Lovingly she began to lave and kiss his turgid penis, her little tongue whirling wetly over his smooth rubbery knob, then lashing up and down the full length of it until it glistened. Rounding her lips into a hot O, Mike sucked him deep into her tender mouth, her beautiful face contorting.

Rory stood over her, dwarfing her kneeling form, thinking how beautiful she really was and marveling at her erotic passion. She had to be the most yearning, willing female he had ever encountered ... and it was arousing in a way to have her with the scanty dress on instead of naked. Like shooting pictures. He could snap the shutter at nudes all day and not get hard. But with a chick who wore even the tiniest, sheerest panties, his cock came up as sure as the sun in the morning, and just as hot! And Mike sucked cock with a soft, wet slurping sound coming from her magnificent mouth which added another dimension. Impulsively he reached and held her head tight to his loins.

"Hey-I want to taste you too. Let's sixty-nine."

"I thought you were going to fuck me in the ass," she said, almost petulantly. "But whatever you want, Rory ... "

"You'll dig it more if you're warmed up, he said. "On the bed, baby."

With a throaty sigh of agreement, Mike rose from her knees and he lay on the bed. She straddled him, her sleek thighs framing his face as she lowered her flexing, flowering cunt to his waiting mouth. She felt his strong hands grasping her slender hips and pulling her downward, and then the expert caress of his lips and the first spearing of his tongue parting the lightly tufted cleft of her lubricious cunt, seeking the sensitive button of her clitoris.

"Ooooohhhh ... " Mike moaned, rocking back and forth as the tongue fluttered like butterfly wings from side to side in her labia and then slithered like a racing lizard into the depths of her hot, wet pussy. "That is nice!"

Dreamily, unable to believe Rory really wanted to do this to her, she ground her mound of Venus tightly against his wetly sucking mouth. Mike felt that a lot of the men she gave herself to fucked her just for laughs, because she was so small. But the way Rory Davon was eating her left no doubt that he really wanted it; that he considered her a real woman! And obviously he had no such feelings about his beautiful big-titted blonde wife! The realization sent her into a spasm of ecstasy, and with it she began to cum, the sweet juices boiling deep in her loins and gushing into his hotly devouring mouth.

"OOOOHHHH... AAAAHHHHH!!! YESSSS!!'" The diminutive girl cried out in passion. "RORYYYY... I'M CUUMMIIINNGG!!!'

The rigid pole of his still saliva-slick penis beckoned. She had been so taken with his oral lovemaking that she had entirely forgotten it! With a groan she dropped on his loins like a hunting hawk, eagerly sucking the entire length of him into her wanting wet mouth while her own love-juices spilled over his face and her slim thighs clamped it in shuddering joy as she writhed like a demon over his reclining body. Mike had never known such pleasure. There had been other orgasms, good ones, but this was the best ever, and it haa come so fast! Her entire slender but beautifully curved body shuddered with the ecstasy of the moment.

And then something else was happening!

Rory had spread her clenching asscheeks wide and effortlessly shifted her feather-light body just a few inches. She felt the hot tip of his wet tongue encircling her tight little anus, lubricating it, and then drilling inside the constricting rubbery ring.

"Mmmmuuuummmmmm ... " she hummed in pleasure, her mouth still filled with his cock.

This was something no man had ever done for her before, and it was indescribably wonderful. Mike lay on top of him, grinding her buttocks against his mouth as she sucked him. She almost cried out in frustration when suddenly he stopped, lifting her away from his face. God! She had been on the point of cumming again!

"Let's try it with my prick instead of my tongue," he said.

"Ooooohhhh ... yessss!" Mike moaned, quickly dismissed his now-slick penis from her avid lips. With the grace of a gymnast she seemed to do a handspring and land on wide-splayed knees, her face pressed to the pillow, turned so she could see it all happen in the big mirror beside the bed. Her buttocks, smooth and ivory white, waved invitingly as Rory knelt behind her, the thick shaft of his aroused penis in his hand as he guided it between her well-lubricated asscheeks to the tiny rose of her anus. Mike was so aroused that every nerve end in her petite body tingled as though in contact with a high-voltage electric line.

She braced herself, because this part, a man getting into her ass, always hurt until she could relax her muscles and take his cock into her tight, tender rectum. After that it was all right, and a deep assfuck always gave her tremendous pleasure.

And this time, it was a surprise. Rory Davon had prepared her beautifully. At the mere touch of his massive cockhead, her anus seemed to flower open in invitation. She felt no pain as it stretched the tight rubbery sphincter muscle and in one smooth thrust lunged far up into her nether passage. She gyrated her smoothly rounded buttocks in a demand for deeper penetration and felt his heavy balls smack against the cum-dripping mouth of her already satiated pussy.

"Ooooohhhh! Woooowwww!" she cried out in pleasure. She screwed back furiously on the reaming, impaling cock and rose to her elbows, grinding her sleek little body back with demonic fury. In the mirror, she saw the treelike penis ram deep into her rectum, seeming to stuff her belly as Rory grabbed her squirming hips and fucked into the seething hot channel. She cried out, "Oooohhh ... Roryyyy! This is so goooddd! Don't cum! Don't cum. Just keep screwing my ass!!!"

"Little one, any guy who gets into you like this can't hold out too long ... but I'll do the very best I can."

"Try yoga- Cut your mind off from your body," the aroused little girl panted as she gyrated and luxuriated in the feel of his cock pistoning like a jackhammer into her vitals, and his heavy balls smacking wetly against the tender, wide-open lips of her cunt. "I'M CUMMMMMIIIINNNNGGG AGAIN!!!! OH, FUCK MEEE!!"

Rory was amazed at his own ability to stay rock-hard and in her squirming, demanding hot body. Damn, he thought, if only Toni'd fuck like this!

On and on it went, his rampant penis drilling violently into the wildly swiveling moons of Mike's ass until, to his amusement, it was his back and not his cock which gave out. Panting like a long-distance runner in the Boston Marathon, he finally gasped and collapsed, dropping his entire weight on the tiny girl, but still with his penis throbbing hard in her tightly clenching ass. She was sighing in wild satisfaction, after cumming God only knew how many times, and now her internal muscles were milking his cock, sucking at it until finally with a great burst of energy he rose up and screwed into her tender flesh one more time.

As though a dam had burst, his savory, steaming-hot semen spurted-it seemed forever-from the flexing head of his deeply imbedded cock into her eagerly welcoming rectum Her anus clutched his shaft so tightly he couldn't move until he had been completely drained into her yearning hot body. And then, sluggishly responding to her movements, he rolled on his side, still deeply penetrating the tiny girl whose smooth young thighs stretched wide over his own muscular legs. Rory was so exhausted he fell asleep. He was unaware of it when Mike eased herself off the softening spike of his tired maleness, and didn't waken until the sun blazed through the thinly curtained window.

When he blinked his eyes into focus, he was stunned.

Mike was lying beside him, her breathing slow as she slept.

And she was stark naked now.

There wasn't a damn thing wrong with her breasts. They were small, true, but she was a small girl. But even lying on her back, they were firmly molded, upthrust, the nipples looking like tiny delicious wild strawberries. Not jutting oversized cones like Toni and Shawna had, maybe, but beautiful! A photographer's dream, because the camera would put about ten pounds on a woman who weighed ninety.

Slowly he bent over her and began to kiss them as his hand caressed the soft, pale flesh of her exquisite thighs. Her dark eyes fluttered open and she moved to push his head away.

"You're really a girl," he said, grinning lewdly as his mouth sought the mound of her breast again. "And I'm going to fuck hell out of you. Now!"

"Ooooohhhh!" Mike sighed, reaching for his hardening cock.