Chapter 8
Dude wrote all those he had mailed the brochure to, explaining there had been a mistake made. It was two thousand a show instead of one. In just a few days he had them booked every Friday, Saturday and Sunday until after the first of the year.
Each Friday they would fly out of Lindbergh Field and back Sunday night or Monday.
All week Dude was a respected real estate salesman with Jim O'Brien Realtors, while Mary did her thing with Bosworth Real Estate. If the commissioner should find out about those weekend excursions, their license would go up in smoke, but what the hell! He was doing thirty-six hundred and it would be hard to duplicate that in real estate the way things were loused up. People were worried. The Viet Nam "conflict" (not war), college unrest, black people pro-testing, promises, promises from Washington. It was a sad state of affairs but maybe it would be better next year. Anyway, Dude and Mary enjoyed the weekends more than their real estate offices.
December eighteenth he got the diddling dozen together. Pete and Bessie flew over from Vegas and Dude picked them up and drove back to El Cajon. He had made arrangements with his broker to use the office for a party that evening but little did he know about what kind of party it was going to be! However, he had agreed to stay away.
By the time they arrived from San Diego, all the guests were .present. Dude had covered up the glass n both doors with heavy paper, the drapes were drawn and everything was in readiness. Three desks were lined up along each of the two walls with a ten foot aisle between them. On each one, a name plate was seen. On a front one was a large punch bowl filled to the brim with bright red liquid and a dozen glasses ready to be filled with the big glass dipper resting inside the bowl. Dude and Dorothy were then dressed fit to kill, unlocking the back door. They poured a drink, unlocked the front door and each of the others, dressed in their best, all filed in and were handed a drink.
Dude's stereo tape recorder was filling the room with nice Stan Kenton music, old standards mostly.
Next, the six couples were dancing, holding each other in close embrace, kissing a lot. This only for a few seconds to be replaced by a view of Dude sitting on a desk with Bessie seated in front of him sliding her hand up and down the huge bulge in his trousers as he fondled both her boobs, inside her dress. She unzipped him, pulled out his dong and sunk it deep in her mouth. Leaning forward and back as she shook her head from side to side, he put one hand on the back of her head and pulled her in to him.
Pete had Sue sitting on the desk in front of him. His head was underneath the skirt of the tailored business suit she wore and could be seen moving, very busy. Sue pulled her skirt up then, so you could see him lapping away. She took one hand and pulled his silvery gray head in to her snow white pussy hair. She placed her legs over his shoulders, squeezing his head between her thighs.
You could then be thrilled with a view of Gif's big pecker trying to fill Sharon Stinson's mouth, as he sat on a desk. She had both hands clasped around it, jacking him off as she sucked. He unzipped the back of her dress, unhooking her bra then took her boobs and started squeezing them.
Cass and Nina were next. With her nude from the waist up, seated on a desk, her skirt pulled up, her legs wrapped around his head, she bounced up and down enjoying his talented tongue. He was sucking on her clitoris, ramming a long finger rapidly in and out of her vagina. Nina was heard to say, "Oh Cass! Suck harder. Harder, honey!"
Cal and Arkie were sitting on a divan with Dorothy screwing Cal and Arkie pouring it to Mary.
The girls were grinding round and round as those big cocks were drilling in and out, very fast.
Next, Pete was standing up, Sue's legs remaining on his shoulders as he dropped his trousers and shorts to the floor. Then Pete's nine and a half by two and a quarter-inch penis was being slid up and down the length of her slit and next the big purple head slowly disappeared in her wet, warm vagina.
As he got it all in her, she gasped, "Oh Pete, you beautiful man! Fuck my cunt with that big chunk of meat. Fuck it, hard!" A minute of that beautiful union then it went to Dude, dropping his trousers and pulling Bessie off the desk to sit on him with his cock sliding in her well kissed pussy. Her feet were on the floor but most of her weight was grinding down on him. He had her bra unfastened and was sucking hungrily on one boob, working her other nipple with his thumb and fingers. She moaned, pulling his head tight into her bossom.
Moving then to Gif, he had Sharon laying on her tummy lengthwise of the desk, feet together on the floor as his huge prick slid in and out of her slit. Out he'd come, then in all the way giving three more hunches before sliding all the way out. This to the rumba rhythm of Stan Kenton's, "Green Eyes." After half a minute he stuck his middle finger in alongside his rod and pulled it out, very wet, and shoved it out of sight in her little brownie. This was done in the same rumba rhythm. Beautiful! Then to Cass and Nina.
That beautiful raven haired doll lay flat on her back across the desk, her head resting on a book. Her shapely legs were pulled up to her boobs, knees together.
It was breathtaking watching Cass make entry. He worked the head of his cock up and down the length of her slit until it gleamed from her warm moisture. Then the beautiful union was completed as his big hard cock sank to the hilt in her charming vagina. With it all in, he hunched a couple of times, pulling her toward him with his hands on her hips. Pulling out then until a little of the head could be seen, with about an inch of her red inner lips clinging to his wet, slick prick.
Slowly at first then gradually getting faster and faster, her buttocks lifting three or four inches off the desk with each stroke.
Nina said, "Cass, you're the greatest. Please tickle my clit, honey."
He opened the folds of the upper part of her cunt to find her bone-like erect knob, massaging it roughly with his thumb. This soon brought her to a writhing, gasping climax and he kept drilling her.
Cal, Mary, Arkie and Dorothy formed a square lying on the floor on their sides, all sucking and being sucked. Cal had his face on Mary's crotch and she had Arkie's prick in her mouth. Arkie and his educated tongue were very busy between Dorothy's upper thighs and she gobbled away on Cal's dong.
They hunched and twisted in passionate bliss.
Next move started with the boys bringing in three mattresses. Side by side they almost covered the floor between the rows of desks. The girls covered them with bright blue sheets. Everyone was completely nude.
They had it all planned and in just a few seconds everyone was in place. On their sides in a circle, the girls facing the center of the circle with the boys the opposite.
Dorothy was blowing Dude with Cal tongue-diddling her. Dude had his face in Mary's pussy as she sucked on Pete who was lapping Nina. Nina taking Gif's big horn in her mouth and so on around the circle. Six fellatios and six cunnilinguses.
The dirty dozen were having lunch.
The girls were next in a circle on their sides sucking each other's pussies. The guys were all on their sides behind them enjoying anal intercourse with them.
The girls lined up, side by side, on their backs, their legs spread and knees up, feet flat on the mattress. The boys mounted them in the "normal" position, all making entry together. Then they started bucking in rhythm to the music, which was very fast. After a couple of minutes the girls started coming and groaning. From then on, every few seconds one would explode. Then one by one, the studs started coming. As the boys withdrew, they stepped aside and sipped their punch.
They balled it up about an hour, and Pete, Bessie and Dude headed for Club 21.
They were anxious to talk over old times. First Dude wanted to know what had happened to Nora, a rich three hundred pound blimp he married in the early fifties. He learned she died of a heart attack in fifty-five, leaving him a fortune plus the section of land. He bought some more land and blew the rest -half a million, during the next five years. Now the Federal Government was paying him two hundred thousand a year not to plant anything. How a civilized country could deteriorate to such stupidity, they agreed, was more than they could understand.
They drank booze and shot the shit for a couple of hours then all three hit the sack, Bessie in the middle, as she indicated shell, like a little more.
She played with both cocks for awhile then mounted Pete, guiding his over-grown dong into her cunt and asked, "Dude, would you like to fuck me in the ass?"
It was affirmative and they filled her bottom end with eighteen inches of hard cock. She loved it!