Chapter 2
Our happy trio took off from Lindbergh Field at 8:30 that evening on Western's flight 298, touching down at McCarran International an hour later. They taxied to the Fremont and checked in as Mr. and Mrs. James Lane and Mrs. Lane's sister, Ellie Schultz. One big room with two queen sized beds.
The girls took a shower together. Dude could hear them giggling and splashing around and it really charged him up to see that lovely pair enjoy each other's goodies so much.
When he came out of the shower Dorothy was on top violently sixty-nining away. By the time he was dried he had a big throbbing bone on.
He took the Vaseline from his suitcase and headed for Dorothy. Working his middle finger in first, all the way, he crooked it then and she moaned in ecstasy as he pulled it slowly out. Then his greasy purple knob made contact and with a few pushes it disappeared as Dorothy's tiny anus surrendered and engulfed his entire eight inches. She ground round and round on Mary's face and on Dude's huge beauty until in a few minutes they were all coming, oh-ing and ah-ing, spent, satiated, well, temporarily.
Then across the street to the Golden Nugget for some gambling. They all three went their separate ways, agreeing to meet at the Fremont bar in two hours.
Dude lost about fifty dollars at black-jack when he perked listening attentively to some accordion music that sounded damn familiar. He thought to himself. Could that possibly be Pete? He walked across the big room and sure as hell there he was. The sign said, "Pete Gardner and the Country jubilee." Pete had worked for him for years, back in the forties but he hadn't seen him in twenty years. His black wavy hair was still wavy but not black, more like snow white. But he was still a very attractive stud and hung like a horse -nine and a half inches long and two and a quarter inches thick. Boy! Mary and Dorothy were going to enjoy this trip!
Pete had Bessie, his girl singer, perform next and she had it all! Bumps and grinds (wow!) as she sang "Please Release Me Let Me Go." He got such a bone on he had to put his left hand in his pocket to hold it down!
They did a thirty minute show, a ten minute break and another band took over. Six or seven bands, all day and all night Dude went back stage and when Pete saw him he looked like he'd seen a ghost. He grabbed his hand, shaking it affectionately, he exclaimed, "Man! This is too much! Hell, I heard you died years ago."
Dude answered, "No, I lost my wife back in fifty-five, but I'm still kicking."
After Pete introduced him to Bessie, Dude invited them over to his room for a drink. They were glad to accept because it was three hours 'till the next show.
They found Dorothy and Mary at the bar and took the elevator up to ten-sixty-nine.
About half way through the first drink Pete surprised everyone as he blurted out, "Dude, how would you like to fuck my Bessie?"
Dude toasted, "I'll drink to that! I think you'll find my Dorothy and Mary quite interesting, too."
They all hurriedly disrobed and that was a blast watching his two girls as they saw Pete's big cock exposing itself. It was almost erect and they both went for it, on their knees. Mary sucked the big knob .in her mouth and Dorothy opened her mouth wide and slid up and down the side of it. In seconds it was like a rock.
Watching that little twenty-two-year-old sexpot, Bessie, undress was all it took to inflate his bone. If there was ever a perfect body that little redhead had it. She measured forty-one, twenty-three, thirty-nine with a pretty face, hazel eyes and a bright red pussy pelt, she was fleshly perfection, in person.
Dude picked her up in his arms and walking to the bed she cupped up one of her fits and he tried to swallow it. He dropped her on the big bed, she bounced a couple of times and Dude asked, "How you want it, baby?"
She cooed back, "Anything you say, sweetheart. Want to eat me first?"
He agreed, "Groovy, love. Let's both have lunch."
Those long red outer lips of her cunt made a delicious mouthful. Her jumping, throbbing clitoris was a delight to nibble on as his thumb screwed her vagina and the long middle finger had anal intercourse with her brownie.
She had a well trained and experienced mouth, too. Dude could tell old Pete had really taught her all the tricks. Darting tongue in the right places, high pressured sucking, lips sliding up and down about five inches of his cock so deep he could feel it touching the back of her throat She had a way of sliding the big swollen head along the roof of her mouth then to the side of her mouth, pushing her cheek out, way out!
Another trick that almost made Dude pop was when she'd take about two inches of it and alternately blow and suck, real fast and very hard. As Bessie got her jollies she damn near bucked old Dude off the bed. And he almost lost control but pulled away from her pretty face in time.
Next he spread her legs wide and on his knees walked up to where he could ram his dong deep in her pussy. Standing upright he looked down on that beautiful bouncing body, he fondled one big tit as he thumbed her clitoris. She soon came again gleefully, softly squealing.
Dude then leaned his body forward, cupping both tits, he sucked one until it was good and slimy, then moved to the other, taking the first nipple between thumb and two fingers. This put her into high gear, her buttocks pulsating and grinding faster and faster. She exclaimed, "Oh! Dude! That's fabulous! Feels like both of my girls are getting sucked. Suck harder, honey. Harder! And ram my cunt harder and faster, I'm about to pop again. Oh! Oh! Wow! Dude you sure come on with a fantastic fuck."
This spurred him on, inspiring him to give this little doll all he could of his many sex talents.
Standing back up on his knees he lifted her legs up, having her straighten them out until they were sticking straight up, with knees and feet together this made her tight little pussy even tighter. Wrapping both his arms around her knees, he lifted her butt off the bed, up and down as he hunched forward and back. Bessie told him, "Dude, fuck me hard, fast faster. Wow! That's good screwing. I'm about to come, lover. Wow!"
Watching that big joy-prong of Pete's plowing in and out of his two beauties as he screwed away on this lovely redhead, just seeing it, not to speak of the sensational thrill his cock was giving him, was a tremendous sexual experience in itself. What a picture that would make! An idea hit him then so he spread her legs, laid them flat on the bed and he straightened his legs out leaning his body down on hers in the "normal" position so he could reach the phone.
He got the bell captain and told him to send up that photographer he'd had the month before.
In ten minutes he was there shooting Polaroids, one after another until to packs were used -sixteen shots of every sex act and position three gals and two studs could dream up.
One shot was outstanding. The three lovely ladies were on their sides lapping away in a daisy triangle as Dude reamed Bessie and Pete poured it to Mary's ass. Just his knob was out of sight and the rest of the big dong looked like she was impaled on a baseball bat.
Another interesting piece of art was where Dorothy had both cock heads in her mouth with Bessie engulfing the side of Dude's throbbing mass of meat, like a dog holding a bone in his mouth, while Mary did the same for Pete.
When the photographer had finished shooting pictures and shot his creamy load in Dorothy's pussy, he left and as Dude locked the door he said, "Bessie, lay down, I've got a big serving of cream ready for your cunt. My balls are aching and I need you, now."
He got back in his original position, standing on his knees screwing her hard and sucking and fingering her tits. In about two minutes they were both relieved, completely. They were all ready for more drinking and gambling then.
Next day Dude awoke around noon, ordered breakfast and took a shower. They all put on robes while the bellboy rolled their food in, then removed them, enjoying a good breakfast totally in the nude.
Later Dude announced, "Girls, there's a whore here in Vegas who really has some tricks. Want to meet her? She's Lesbian, but she can make a guy think he's really blowing her mind."
Mary commented, "Sounds good. Get her."
Dorothy added, "Why not?"
Dude called the bell captain and asked if he could get Rita and her gadget. Said he'd see and call back. A few minutes later be called and said, "Rita is on her way. About ten minutes."
When Rita entered the door it was obvious that she was surprised to see the two nude girls. She smiled and said, "Hi Dude. What a man we have here, Wants to take on three at once. That'll be fifty bucks, Mr. Marvin." She stuck the bills in her purse and undressed showing them a voluptuous body about like Bessie's. Long coal-black hair and a very black headed pussy. She opened her make-up kit and lifted out a cylindrical shaped gadget about eight inches high and five inches in diameter with three wires attached. One she plugged into the wall socket. The other two had a strip of copper screen wire attached to the ends about two inches wide and eight inches long. "O.K." she said. "Who's first for an electronic blow job?"
Dorothy stretched out on the bed near her and invited, "Try me, honey."
Rita wrapped one screen wire around Dorothy's wrist and the other around her own, kneeling on the floor beside the bed. She started licking Dorothy's nipple as she slowly turned a knob on the gadget. She had explained to Dude before, the thing was a variable transformer. From zero to a hundred-twenty volts. As the tingling started reaching Dorothy's nipple she squealed and pulled Rita's head down in her breast. She seemed disappointed then as the tingling stopped.
Rita explained, "Our bodies mustn't make contact except with my tongue or else we are short-circuited."
Starting again then she slowly turned the knob until Dorothy was writhing in ecstasy, rolling from side to side exclaiming, "Rita, honey, do that to my clit " When Rita obeyed, that blonde damn near shit. In one minute she had vaulted into the throes of a breath-taking orgasm.
Quickly she turned to Mary for the same treatment. Then it was Dude's turn. He'd had it before so was prepared for the thrill but it seemed even better than the first time. As she got to sucking Dude she turned that knob up a few notches, mumbling with a mouthful of cock, "Say when, Dude."
Pretty soon he yelled, "When, Rita. That's it." Almost a minute later he exploded, coming, wave after wave of joy-prong juice flooding her mouth.
Next they had an electric daisy line. With the screen wire on his left wrist, he was screwing Rita doggie style on her knees on the carpet as she cunt-lapped Dorothy lying on her back. Mary stood on her knees above Dorothy's face with the other screen snapped to her wrist. He began turning the knob up and up and up until they were all shivering all over. Dude blasted her pussy full in a minute and just stood there. His prick went limp but in seconds the tingling brought it to life again and once more he rocked away. In and out, forward and back. For about five minutes Dude was high on cloud nine when he orbited out of sight with a very intense prostate pumping. His dong deflated again but he was going to stay in place until all the girls had come, when much to his surprise that damned thing began swelling. Soon it was hard as a bone so he went to work again. About ten minutes pumping at that whore and he came again, much more violently than ever before in his life. He fell back on the floor, utterly exhausted.
The following Wednesday afternoon Dude invited his two lovely playmates to Club 21 for a party including two guys he'd known a long time. Arkie was a six foot, good looking, heavily hung bartender and Off was a big, broad shouldered, Apache Indian. A guitar player of the highest caliber and a connoisseur of pussy, the greatest. He'd been playing the bars around El Cajon Valley for years and had a harem of at least twenty broads he was banging anytime he desired.
Dude began surveying the wealth of sexy beauty he had in those two lovely, nude dames lounging on his bed. Mary, the petite, auburn haired sexpot was like a dream. Her big eyes were exactly the color of her hair and her pubic mound was heavily covered with light brown, silky fuzz. Measurements were thirty-eight, twenty-two, thirty-seven, weighing one-hundred-ten pounds, thirty-three-years old (nineteen years Dude's junior), widowed in nineteen-sixty-five by an airline crash, and was wealthy from insurance settlements. Her seventeen-year-old daughter had recently gotten married and Mary seemed fun-loving and carefree.
She swore to Dude he was the first to get to her in the five years since losing her husband. But man! She was making up for lost time now!
And Dorothy, that doll! A hundred-fifteen pounds of sex. Measured thirty-seven, twenty-five, thirty-six, five foot four and did she ever love to screw! She got five hundred a month from her ex-husband and lived it up. Said she never wanted to get involved again, emotionally, with another man but she needed attention everyday.
She told Dude and Mary about this sex club she went to every Saturday night. There were twelve married couples, herself and one other single girl. She invited them to come along once and they were eager to accept -the very next Saturday.