Chapter 7
That night, June gave husband Norm the best blow-job of his life. He even told her it was the best, which was definitely saying something for she had feasted royally on his meat on many, many occasions. At the moment of orgasm, he had thrown back his head and screamed at the top of his lungs. Then he had collapsed into a coma-like sleep on the living room couch and remained there, like a corpse, until time to get up for work the following morning.
Instinctively, June sensed that Gene Lewis would be calling her, and she did not want to be too available. By 9:00 a.m. she was fully dressed and in her car. She still felt a deep sense of guilt over leaving Gene so horny and depressed there in the Aqua-Sex hotel. Even the marathon sucking at her husband's prick had not lessened her guilt.
The classical music station blaring in her ears, June drove directly to the tennis courts, parked, got out and walked saucily down the long walk toward the tennis pro shop. It was a beautiful August morning, crisp and clear, and the players in their white togs slammed balls over the nets with precision and zest All good players, it seemed.
She went up the short stairway of the shop, pushed open the door and saw both George and young Dick standing behind the counter. They both turned as she entered and stared with puzzled looks on their faces. Young Dick's mouth was open slightly and he looked scared. Big George's leathery face gradually relaxed and a knowing kind of grin spread over his macho features.
"Hi," June said casually. "Remember me?"
George did a Sidney Greenstreet sort of laugh. "Baby, one does not forget a woman like you. Uh-slumming again? I sort of had you pegged for a one-shot artist"
There was a long silence during which June, her head tilted as she idly swung her purse back and forth from her shoulder strap, eyed them both."
"As a matter-of-fact, I am slumming again," she replied, her eyes dancing. "You fellahs got a few minutes?"
Already young Dick was trembling all over. The bottoms of his tennis shorts were fluttering as he shook.
"Well, close the fucking door, stupid!" big George commanded. "The lady says she wants some action. Move!"
Hastily, Dick locked the door, pulled down the shade and came back and stood beside George.
"What is it this time?" George asked. "Had an argument with your husband or something?"
June noticed that the crotches of both men were beginning to swell. "No," she said, deciding to level with them, "it's just that I disappointed a man-sexually, I mean-and I feel guilty as hell about it." She shrugged helplessly. "Incidentally, you're right, George. am-or at least seem to be of late-a one-sho artist. I don't specialize in this sort of thing usually. But ... if you two would accommodate a guilty-feeling lady, I'd be much obliged."
"Be happy to," George said. "What'll it be?"
June took a deep breath. The guilt was still there. She had to make it go away. Self-degradation seemed to be the only way.
"Let's go back to-to the room," she said.
Young Dick just stared in amazement, his mouth open, until George finally gave him a shove. Then the three of them stood in the center of the room.
"How do you want it?" George asked, too macho for words. He was loving this once-in-a-lifetime woman who had come back for more. June knew he could not possibly understand the kinkiness of her motives. Hell, she didn't understand them herself!
"I-I'll just sit down there on the edge of the cot, and-and both of you take your pricks out, okay?" she said.
"Very well," George said, unzipping his fly. He nudged Dick and Dick unzipped and took out his hard pecker too. Then both of them were standing in front of her with their big hard-ons out at the level of her mouth. "You wanna get fucked again-me in your asshole and Dick in your cunt, or what?"
June wet her lips with her tongue tip. "No, just want to suck 'em off," she said. "I-I wan to make you both come with my mouth-both a the same time. You don't have to do anything to me. I want to do it all to you." She knew her eyes were ablaze.
George nodded. "I understand." He took her hand and placed it around his enormous, thick and very hard prick. He took her other hand and placed it around Dick's stout wanger too. "You'll have to forgive my young sidekick here," he said. "He ain't had much experience with the weird world of the horny female mind. But I understand, lady. I been around, you see. OK, go ahead and suck 'em off. It's a real treat, of course, and we both thank you. Don't feel guilty or nuthin'. Just go ahead and suck and enjoy yourself. Uh-sure you don't want me to eat your cunt a while first?"
"No," June said. "That won't be necessary. That would only make me feel guiltier. I just want to suck you both off and would you grunt a lot while I'm playing my cocksucker role?"
"Sure, baby," George said. "Sure. You just go ahead and suck the big pricks off. But play with my balls a lot" He reached out and palmed June's cheek, encouraging her as he stepped forward, placing the bulbous head to her waiting mouth. "Eat cock, baby. You'll feel better once the come starts spurting. Go ... go, baby, go!"
She liked the way George made it a command. Instantly she responded by going into a frenzy. She began licking George's thick shaft lovingly, mewing, crying out from deep in her throat. At the same time, she desperately fondled young Dick's cock and balls. Then, she would transfer her mouth from George's big tool to Dick's tasty meat and grope George while she mouthed Dick's rod.
Before she really got into the cock-feast, she made them stand very close together, with their pricks touching, side by side, so that she could try to get them both into her mouth at the same time. It was an impossible task, of course, because they simply wouldn't fit into her mouth at the same time, but she enjoyed lapping them hungrily, loving the fact that they could stare down at her, watching her go totally prick-crazy. It especially excited her to humiliate herself (if that's what it was) before Dick's young male eyes.
George was grunting lustily, wagging his hips in a slow circular motion, really savoring her bobbing head and gulping lips-in fact, enjoying watching his prick slip from her lips and then her desperate and quick efforts to return it to her greedy, slurping mouth.
"Oh, yeaahhhh," he kept saying. "Get it all, baby. Suck the balls, toooooo!"
Even Dick could not restrain the powerful emotions he was feeling at watching a beautiful, mature woman going mad with desire as she licked his hairy nuts and gulped down every speck of goo that appeared at the slit at the end of his manly gristle hunk.
June loved the hysterical sounds of her own voice in her ears. Eerily she heard herself muttering: "More ... Oh, god ... cock, cock, cock ... give me those great big pricks ... let m-me lick 'em ... suck, suck, suck 'em ... eat 'em all up ... ummm ... ummm ... yuh-ummm ... ergh ... ummm," and then her words would fade and there came only the sounds of suction and the crackling, slurping, gulping sounds from her throat as she gorged herself on male meat and laved and bathed every inch of throbbing, pulsing, dripping hard-ons. The sounds of her saliva, tongue-bathing were loud, as if from a maw of awful cock-thirst.
"Ohhhh ... Ohhhh," young Dick kept chanting as big George muttered obscenities that were pure music to her ears.
George had her by the hair, fully understanding, it seemed, her need for total degradation, humiliation, atonement for some unspeakable sin.
Finally, visions of spurting pricks from all over the world dancing in her sex-crazed female head, June jerked her head back and, staring at the jerking flesh monsters as she groped frenzedly at their scrotums, she gasped:
"I-I w-wish one of y-you could c-come ... wanna have one of y-you watch the other one c-come in my mouth. Wanna swallow w-while someone watches ... and then s-swallow again while the other w-watches, okay?"
"Gotcha, sugar," George said. "Dick, let me shoot my load into her. She's saying she wants you to watch the stuff shoot off in her mouth, right? Then I'll stare down while you give her a sperm blast. Got that?"
Young Dick could barely speak. "All rright," he stammered, pumping his pelvis at the swollen and feverish mouth of this female who worshipped cocks.
"Don't worry Dick. Shell keep you going while I come in her mouth. Hell, those hands of hers are so fuckin' smooth, they're like a cunt. Only thing missing's the wet heat. Don't worry. You just sort of stand back while I give her some come to swallow. Then she'll get your load ... you just stand back, boy, and watch. Ohhhh, she's a lulu, huh?"
June heard the discussion and she was pleased that George was there to direct the younger male in the procedure she had in mind.
Now George's big prick was fucking her face with a vengeance. It was so big it actually made her throat ache as it stuck its way deeper and deeper, punishing the roof of her mouth. Still, she kept clutching appreciatively at both pairs of balls as she gulped. And she did not neglect Dick's flesh pole that waited momentarily in cool air for its turn at her tongue-twirling, oven-like mouth.
"Here she blows!" big George finally hollered. "The flood's ready to flow, baby. Dam's broke-ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, therrrreeeeee!" he yelled as he let his clumps of come go spurting into her come-juice hungry throat. "Ohhhh, yeaaahhhhhhh! Swallow it allllll!"
June savored every drop of the tangy spend, and she loved the way George held his hand at her throat to feel it constricting as she swallowed the precious fluid. But his other hand in her hair grew vicious, pulling her forward until she thought his cock might thrust itself through the back of her head. Finally, when she was certain she had squeezed out every available ounce of sperm from his mammoth balls she paused, giving her throat a moment's rest
"Wasn't that beautiful, boy?" George said to Dick. "I mean, this here's an artist. You may never get a chance to see a female like this in action. Step up there now and give her the goo she wants. She wants to watch the stuff spurt, so stand back a little if you can bring yourself to do it so's I can watch it shoot right down her gullet Go boy, go I Enjoy!"
George, sated now, stood back, while June began her labor of love on the younger lad. With both hands available for one male, she was now able to suck, fondle balls, and clutch at ass all at the same time. She directed the rhythm of his thrusts with her hand on his buttocks, and eventually she was able to get her middle finger up his ass and tug him to and fro at her lips in just the tempo she desired.
Dick's prick was a little smaller and she was able to accomplish more finesse on this younger, harder member. The sounds of her saliva and semen-filled mouth were gurgly, beautiful. George's load had been an appetizing snack. Now she wanted the main course of these full, young balls' outpouring blast.
"Ohhhhh," Dick moaned. "Aaaoohhhh ... Ohhhh ... Jesss-sssusssss....Ohhhhh."
With Dick, June was able actually to make her lips make contact with his pubic hair on the downstroke and, on the upstroke, she was able to let the prick-head pop nearly out of her mouth and stab the tiny slit with her tongue tip. It was delicious making a total sheath of her mouth as she mouthed every inch of the flesh sword.
June's hand jiggled furiously against the high-riding balls. She wanted his come to be an excruciating thing. Her hand was a blur as it vibrated against his testicles. Her other hand's middle finger kept finger-fucking his tight asshole.
"I'm watchin' ya, honey," George said. "I can see it all, baby. You're doin' just fine. Good girl! Super! Suck cock, baby! Swing, sugar. Yeah, suck! Suck! Suck! Suck Suck that cock! Go, cocksucker, go! Look at the cocksucker!"
The word cocksucker was one of the most beautiful words in the English language to June's ears at that moment, and George seemed to understand this. "Cocksucker ... cocksucker ... cocksucker," he kept saying, and this spurred her on to greater and greater efforts.
"Gonna come!" Dick said. "I'm going off ... coming in a second."
"Say it louder!" George said, "and hold your hand at her throat. She wants to hear you, wants to know what you're feeling, thinking! You're a male fuckin' animal and right now that's what's on her mind. Out with it, boy! Louder! Louder! And stand back a bit. She wants me to watch you shoot into her mouth. Goddammit, this here cocksucker's an angel, so give her her wants. Don't you dare cheat her. Don't you dare!"
Dick spewed out a flood of obscenities as best he could, and they were heavenly to June's ears. He cried: "DRINK MY COME! SUCK IT ALL DOWN! SHOOTING OFF MY LOAD NOW!"
And then, George made him stand back a little and gave a lovely description of his ball blasts as the sperm-load gushed forth and filled June's mouth to the brim. She opened her mouth as wide as possible to afford George a good view of the white male fluid swirling about in her gulping maw, and then she clenched her mouth tight about the spasming organ and swallowed with total appreciation.
They had given her a very precious gift. Her guilt had subsided now, and a lovely calm came over her.
Both men had their shorts up now. George still stood, but young Dick was sobbing and spasming on the bed beside June.
"Sure you don't want me to suck your cunt or fuck you?" George asked. "I can manage it. Are you sure?"
"No," June said. "I feel just fine now. Thank you, gentlemen. Thank you very much. I don't need to come. I got just what I wanted. Thank you so much."
"You're a strange one, woman," he said. "I wish you the best. Take care of yourself. Sure you don't want a cup of coffee or something?"
"Positive," June said, shaking her head. "I really must go now. I've got to go home."
'You meeting someone else now?" he asked, genuinely concerned. "Or are you just gonna git yourself off somehow?"
June smiled, heading for the door. "You're a very wise man," she said. "Goodbye, George."
Dick lay gasping on the cot while George let her out the door. "Really, I mean it," George called after her as she stumbled down the walk. "You take care, hear? You're too nice a lady not to take care of yourself."
At home, June quickly filled the bathtub with scalding-hot water. Wincing, she eased herself into the water and lay still, trying to think of other things so that the water did not hurt. Finally, the water felt comfortably warm. She washed her extended nipples for a long time with the rough-textured washcloth, and then she lowered it to her vagina. Slowly, she let the cloth tease her clitoris, her inner and outer vaginal lips. She began thrusting upward over-so-gently with her hips, splashing the water a bit.
"Ahhhhhhh," she sighed finally, her orgasm a delicious and gentle thing that ran in love currents throughout her entire body. She thought of the composer-bum, young Donald, as she came.
Once she felt totally cleansed, she emerged from the tub, toweled herself dry and went and took a nap on the living room couch in her bathrobe. She had been sleeping perhaps two hours when the phone rang. Groggily, she went to the kitchen and picked up the receiver. It was Gene Lewis, just as she had suspected.
"OK, June," he said in a very low voice. "You win. Meet me at the same place-tomorrow at 2:00-and I'll tell you where The Caves are."
"No, give me the number now," she said evenly.
"Hey, don't you trust me?"
"Yes, but give me the number now, Gene."
He gave her the address of a residential street in Santa Monica and she scribbled it down on a pad. "This better be correct," she said.
"Don't worry," he said. "It's correct. You'll meet me at two?"
"Yes, Gene, and then you and I-and Mandy and Norm will all go to The Caves one night soon?"
"All right," he said, sounding totally defeated. "But it's only on Fridays and Saturdays. That's the way they run it. You pay your admission at the door and-and you just go in and-well, you fuck and suck anything and everything that moves."
"Sounds just fine to me," June said, a great relief washing all over her. "The four of us will go there next Friday?"
"Very well," he said. "I'll tell Mandy."
"Good," June said, jubilant. "See you tomorrow at Aqua-Sex at two." And she hung up.
June stood stroking her very tired cheeks. Her mouth was very tired from the heavy cocksucking with George and Dick, so she would have to go easy on the oral stuff with Gene tomorrow afternoon. She wanted to be in top shape for next Friday at The Caves.
She felt victorious and jubilant. She had held out sexually on Gene and she had won. Now there remained only the final readying of husband Norm for the long-overdue expedition to The Caves.