Chapter 5
When I awoke it was dark. Snapping on the light I checked my watch. Nine o'clock! Time to pay Janet a visit. Showering quickly, I threw on my swim trunks and stepped out into the soft balmy air of the warm night. Before starting for my destination I glanced at the draped window of the room next door. A sliver of light shone through a gap in the drapes.
I looked around quickly, then peeped through the gap. Velda was stretched out on the bed nude, reading a magazine. Her amazing full breasts rose like fresh mountains from her supple torso. The flat plateau of her stomach blended smoothly with a broad succulent belly. The shining crown of her thick lustrous triangle of pubic hair glittered like a golden tiara on the lush swell of her mons. It struck me then that the hair on her head was a mousy brown and didn't even come close to matching the hair on her snatch. I strolled away from the erotic sight, puzzling over the mismatched pair.
Janet opened the door at my knock. "Cmon in, Chuckie. I began to think you'd never show up," she said testily. Her enormous fleshy breasts oozed over the top of a transparent nylon shortie nightgown. She held a highball in one hand and was obviously getting pretty well swacked. "Have a belt, Chuck. Nothin' like booze to get a party off the pad," she rasped, guiding me over to the improvised bar she had set up on the chest of drawers. I poured a stiff slug of scotch over a couple of cubes and settled down onto the couch.
As I sipped my scotch, I took closer inventory of my debtor. Actually, she wasn't fat, just solidly built. Her breasts were unusually large for her height, but at least they were firm, bouncy, and topped with sexy-looking pink nipples.
A she settled down beside me I realized that she was really very pretty, in a lusty sort of way. Sensual, full lips pouted expectantly below a well-formed nose, and light blue eyes looked coquettishly at me beneath half-closed eyelids.
We had a couple more drinks while she chatted aimlessly and scanned my body with hungry eyes. Her hands roamed around my neck, over my chest, and finally rested on the swollen bulge beneath my swim trunks.
"I suppose you think I'm some wealthy ole slut who's so hard up she has to hire a gigolo like Raoul to get laid. Eh? Naw. Don't bother to deny it. It was written all over your puss at breakfast. Well, lemme tell ya, m'bucko-you're wrong. Raoul is my secretary! How's that grab ya?" she chuckled drunkenly. "I'm a very successful columnist, baby. There isn't a stud in Hollywood who wouldn't stand in line to kiss ole Janet's royal ass. One word from me and they're given a part in a film or series; get it? Hey, that thing is getting big, sweetie. Let's give it some air."
Her hand grabbed the waistband of my trunks and peeled them down. My cock sprang free and stood rigidly at attention. Something about her unconcealed lust had caused me to desire this big lusty blonde. It would be something of a challenge to satisfy such a jaded cunt.
Her blue eyes blazed with desire as she fingered the hard red knob of my cock. "By God, Chuck, I'll bet that dick has seen a few pussies, eh? Makes me hungry, just lookin' at it. Look, let's don't rush into the sack right away though."
She heaved up from the couch and padded over to the lamp and switched off the light. "Now that makes things a lot more romantic. I hope you don't mind the dark, Chuckie. I just love it, especially when I got myself a stud."
She felt her way across the dark room and stopped when she arrived back at the couch. I heard the rustle of cloth and I realized she was removing the nightie. Before I could reach for her, I felt my swim trunks being peeled from my legs. Just as her hand settled on my cock there was a knock on the door.
"Chuck? It's Martha," chimed a soft voice.
"What th-" I started.
"Aww," whispered Janet, "don't be so fuckin' exclusive, baby. Let 'er in: more's the merrier. C'mon in, sweetheart! Don't mind the dark. We've blown a fuse. Wait a sec and I'll get a candle. Just happen to have one in my suitcase. Never know when a candle will come in handy, if ya know what I mean," she chuckled lewdly.
Martha had entered and stood in the doorway waiting for Janet to light the candle. "Chuck, I decided that if you could pay your obligations, so could I."
"Now, sweetie, that's real brave and honest. Cmon in and make yourself comfortable. Chuck and me don't have on clothes so get with it, dearie," Janet said holding up a lighted candle.
Within minutes I was lying full-length on the bed with Janet on one side and Martha on the other. The candle burned brightly on the bedside table casting a soft light on the entire scene.
"You take the top, honey. I'll tend to the other end for a while," directed Janet, moving her sturdy body downward toward my thighs. Her head rose up then bent down over my groin. Her huge breasts hung down, their big nipples grazing my thigh. With a grunt she buried her blonde head in my crotch. I felt a soft wet tongue roll around the base of my balls, probing and licking hungrily.
I pulled Martha close to me and grabbed one of her full meaty tits in my hand. The nipple rose and hardened under my palm as she gasped: "Oh, Chuck, I've never been to an orgy before. It's really quite exciting. I just wish I'd thought quickly enough to choose your other end before her. Ohhh, that feels good, Chuck."
I played with Martha's tits while Janet sucked my testicles in and out of her voracious hot mouth and fondled my rigid cock with loving squeezes.
I was beginning to get excited and started thrusting my pelvis against Janet's roving mouth. Martha sensed my arousal. "What can I do to help, Chuck?"
"Straddle my face!" I commanded.
"Huh?" she asked.
"Put your cunt on my mouth," I rasped impatiently. This time she got the idea and shifted herself up and over my face. I could smell the fragrant odor of hot cunt. Moving my hands around her ass-cheeks, I shoved two fingers of my left hand into the gaping wet hole and buried them to the hilt. As she gasped with pleasure I trapped her slippery clitoris with the thumb and forefinger of my right hand and pulled on the rubbery flesh bud vigorously.
"Ohhh my God," she gasped and writhed above me wildly. "Oh ... oh Chuck. Do it with your mouth. Suck me, suck me!!"
Janet heard and began to change her tactics, too. Her mouth closed over the tip of my cock and gobbled it hungrily into the depths of her wet mouth. Simultaneously, she shifted her body until her ass was within easy reach of my hands. Removing my fingers from Martha's twisting pussy, I groped between the moist Cheeks of Janet's ass. I felt the powerful buttocks tense and release around my hand as if to show me how grateful she was. Then my middle finger was swallowed by a throbbing hot mouth and drenched in creamy cunt juice as I found Janet's molten center.
Martha's flailing wet crotch bounced and bucked against my face while I fingerfucked Janet with long probing strokes. My tongue whirled around Martha's clitoris and my cock was bursting to the breaking point from Janet's savage suckling.
I wanted to come several times but was straining every effort to make sure all of us came at the same time. Sweat beaded my forehead, and my eyes felt they would pop out of their sockets if I kept up my iron control. Suddenly I felt Janet's powerful vaginal muscles tremble, then begin to dilate in a series of rapidly increasing spasms. She groaned and moaned like a banshee. I had to trigger Martha immediately or she'd be left high and dry. The tight ball of gism backing up in my balls was ready.
With my right finger I probed between Martha's juice-soaked butt cheeks. Ah! There was my target: the puckered opening of her anus. Lubricating my forefinger with juice from her pussy, I inserted it tentatively into the soft puckered anal opening. At first I met no resistance so I moved in further. Then her sphincter clamped hard around the digit.
"What are you doin' ... Chuck!" she screamed shrilly. In answer I rammed my finger deep and simultaneously drove my tongue into the depths of her vagina.
She shrieked but loosened her anus. Then, without warning, she came. Her vaginal muscles clamped tight and her moans blended in a sensual symphony with Janet's as both women's cunts spasmed into a rolling, rocking orgasm in precise timing to my own fountain of surging hot gism. It spewed forth into Janet's pumping mouth. She swallowed each jerking spurt of come.
Gasping and panting, we all three lay in a tangle of arms, legs, tits, and cock. Janet was the first to speak.
"Hey, Martha. For a gal in her mid-fifties you really swing. I thought you were gonna come unglued for a while there. Doesn't that ape of a husband ever service, you with his mouth?"
"Brad doesn't believe in that sort of thing," answered Martha. "He says it's perverted. Once, after I'd read an article on fellatio, I thought I'd try it on him as a surprise. I was black and blue for a month from the beating he gave me. Golly, Janet, you sure must know a lot about it. Chuck seemed to get a big charge out of it when you...."
"Copped his joint," grinned Janet. "Nothin' to it, honey. Why don't you give it a whirl? Chuckie here is all soft and limp again."
The thought of Martha's soft aristocratic mouth on my cock sent a tingling sensation up my spine, and my mouth suddenly became dry.
"Oh my,'" Martha answered hesitantly, "Chuck might be too exhausted or he might not like to be used as a subject for a beginner."
I rose to mf feet and planted myself above her. "Be my guest, baby. Just don't bite me in any of the wrong places."
My long limp cock dangled heavily in front of Martha's face. The soft candlelight cast a soft glow onto her silver-gray crown of thick lush hair. Her eyes stared fixedly at the length of my shaft Gently I placed both hands on her head and buried my fingers in the luxurious forest of soft, gleaming silver hair. Hesitantly she reached up, cupped my hanging testicles in her left hand, and fondled the heavy globes gently but eagerly.
Janet sat cross-legged next to Martha's nude kneeling form. Watching with open interest and lust she said, "Honey, don't be afraid. It won't bite you. Tickle him under his balls and watch what happens."
Martha moved her forefinger under my ball-sack and lightly traced a circular pattern on the sensitive area between my testicles and anus. The feathery touch caused a wild tingling sensation in my cock. As she continued the tickling motion the tingling sensation grew into a spine-shivering series of pleasure pulses. My cock trembled and began to swell.
"Thatta girl, Martha," urged Janet. "Now, let's have some light on the subject. Sweetie, it's time you learned to enjoy the sight of a hard prick."
She reached up and snapped on the table lamp beside the couch. At the sight of my swollen organ Martha's eyes widened. "Janet! I can't possibly get that into my mouth! It's too big!"
Nevertheless she zeroed in on the knob and flicked it lightly with the tip of her pink tongue. I felt another shock of pleasure at the moist feathery caress. Grabbing her head firmly, I pulled it toward my cock and pushed against her mouth. With added pressure I forced the tip between her soft wet lips until I felt the hot walls of her mouth close around the glans.
"Mmm ahhh...." she grunted in surprise. Moving her head with both hands, I rolled it around, causing her mouth to rotate around the knob of my cock. It only took three times. Eagerly her left hand closed firmly around my balls and squeezed them lustfully. Inch by inch I felt my rigid member being sucked into the hot saliva-filled cavern of her greedy mouth.
She'd lost her timidity now and was experimenting. First, she consumed the entire seven inches with her mouth and glided slowly up and down, savoring the pulsing shaft. Then she began to twirl her tongue around the shaft on the outstroke, pausing at the head to lick the engorged rim. Her fingers worked on my swollen balls in rhythm to her oral activities on my cock. The combination was fantastic.
For a beginner she learned fast, and waves of sensual delight coursed through my pelvis. The muscles around my anus tightened, then relaxed, each time my cock was laved in the hot saliva of her mouth.
As Martha increased her stabbing attack on my prick, Janet lay back with her thighs spread wide, fingerfucking herself. A silly grin of pure lust wreathed her face as her middle finger slurped in and out of the pink hot crevice of her cunt.
Martha's firm round butt-cheeks were gyrating in bouncing circles right near Janet's face. Janet winked up at me lasciviously and I saw her left hand disappear under the bouncing globes of Martha's buttocks.
"Mmm ... uuhhhh...." Martha moaned. Janet's searching ringers had made contact with their target. Quickly I clamped Martha's head to prevent her from stopping sucking my cock. She struggled for a second, then redoubled her sucking action. She was so excited by sensations from both ends, she really got into high gear.
Her buttocks rotated wildly in response to the rear-entry fingerfucking by Janet and the pumping suction on my cock. At another wink from Janet I pulled away quickly. My throbbing prick was nearly torn out as I forced it free of Martha's maniacal mouth.
As I leaped free and positioned myself behind Martha's trembling buttocks, Janet rose quickly and straddled Martha's back, facing me. With a savage thrust I rammed my saliva-covered penis into the pulsing hot sheath between Martha's butt-cheeks. It slid smoothly into the velvet trap of her foaming cunt. As the knob of my prick rammed into the cushiony mouth of her cervix, powerful cunt muscles gripped the shaft.
Meanwhile Janet grabbed my head and enveloped my face with her wet meaty crotch. My nose was buried in the thick wiry bush above her fleshy mound. My mouth was compressed against her cunt. Automatically my tongue probed between the swollen red labia, captured the pea-shaped clit, and began to thrust against it vigorously.
"Hot fuck, you randy stallion! Eat my cunt. Fuck, suck, owww ... that fucking tongue! Ohhh ... yeah. Fuck Martha; suck Janet ... wow!" screamed Janet, pumping her pelvis back and forth against my darting tongue.
My cock was whipping in and out of Martha's leaping cunt with pistoning strokes which threatened to split her in two.
I felt her fingers reach back between her thighs and grab my bouncing balls. Her sloshing cunt grabbed my shaft in a series of powerful contractions as she clasped my testicles so hard I nearly fainted.
"Cock! Fuck! Suck! Fuck me, fuck me ... OOOOHHH MY GOD!!" she shrieked and shuddered massively. As orgasm assaulted her entire body my seed spewed up the channel of my cock and spurted into her cunt with a series of rapid, cock-searing ejaculations.
I was so shaken I gasped for breath, but to no avail. My mouth was drenched by a massive wave of honey-thick cunt-juice as Janet bucked and exploded with an orgasm against my face.
I blacked out for a moment. Then as my eyes focused, I was on my back staring up at Janet's gross leering face and dripping cunt.
"Not bad for a middle-aged stud, Chuckie-boy. I came twice. You gotta fantastic tongue," she chortled lewdly. Then, looking down at Martha's heaving body she added, "I'll bet you get a commendation from her on toolsmanship, too."
I was about to gasp something clever in response when the door burst open. Brad stood menacingly in the doorway, his eyes flinty slits as he looked down at his wife.
"So! You found a playpen, eh Sweetie? I guess I can't letcha outta my sight for a second, you filthy pig," he roared. Sobbing with mortification, Martha grabbed her clothing and ran from the room, buttocks flopping.
Shifting his furious gaze from her to Janet and me, he spat, "OK! Now hear this! The next time anyone even looks sideways at my cunt they're gonna eat their own teeth. Got it?"
With that he slammed the door and left. Janet just giggled at his rage and poured herself another drink. "Wait'll I get that walking prick alone. He'll wish he didn't have a cock."
We both tossed off a few more belts, then I reeled from her apartment, found my own, and fell into alcoholic slumber.