Chapter 3

"Wake up, you sleepy head. Come on ... wake up...." I felt someone tugging at the limp flesh that dangled between my legs. Sleepily I rubbed at my eyes, wearily I raised my head.

My glance travelled down my supine body, lying on the couch to which we had dragged our exhausted bodies a few hours before, after I and the two girls, Hilda and Grace has tasted the joys of an unbounding orgy. It was Hilda, as I might have expected. Vivacious, with seemingly unlimited energy she glowed from her restful sleep as the embers of her passion were regaining the heat that had previously endowed her with fiery abandon. Next to me, Grace still slumbered sonorously, the lovely tips of her breasts rising and falling with each delicious breath.

Hilda, however, was completely refreshed, and as her long cool fingers travelled up and down my tired prick, they whispered of how the depths of her passion had been replenished. I mumbled something, still in the in-between world that separates sleep from consciousness, when she jumped from the couch e-claiming, "I know what you need, mister," and her pert, round ass wiggled in anticipated pleasure as she softly glided out of the room.

While she was gone, I reflected over my afternoon's adventures with these two passionate creatures whom I had known approximately twelve hours. As my mind reached back, it though ... First Felicia, a very promising weekend that turned into a one night stand, although a satisfactory one ... Then meeting Grace on the train, feeling her firm breasts, the shape of her thighs, and being introduced to Hilda by her lips as her mouth slid up and down my organ while I slept after an orgyistic, delightful bout with Grace, her roommate ... "Here, sleepyhead, take these."

Hilda's out-thrust hand interrupted my reveries. I looked at the pills resting on her roundly shaped palm and queried, "What are these?"

"Vitamin pills," she answered. "They'll put some strength back into that withered tool of yours. Come on, swallow your medicine now like a good boy."

Grudgingly, I accepted the pills and the water that followed. Secretly, I was thankful for this creature's thoughtfulness, however selfish her motives, since I wanted to enjoy tussling with her and sliding between her legs with a stiff cock as much as she wanted it. So far, I had not been drained too much to the point of exhaustion. Three orgasms with three women in almost twenty-four hours ... My innate powers endowed by nature, plus energizing powers contributed by vitamin laboratories, should assure at least three more in the next twenty-four hours.

Grace tossed in her half-sleep next to me, then awakened as she felt my limb against her round belly. Her eyes opened ... "Hello, you two, not up to any mischief yet, are you?"

We answered by chorusing a great big "No." Then both girls, completely ignoring me, began to chit-chat about their respective sensations during our three-way intercourse a few hours before. As I listened to their talk.

"Oh dear, how my clitoris throbbed when his tongue tickled my hair" ... "But, darling, you should have felt the burning as his firm root slid in and out, up and down my legs, why, I was positively dripping...." I revived our exciting experiences.

Suddenly, Hilda jumped up and exclaimed, "Oh, it's getting late. We must dress and...."

Grace interrupted her with, "Why, Hilda, where are we going?"

"Oh, I forgot to tell you. We're invited to a Costume Ball tonight at the Art Students League."

"But we don't have any costumes," protested Grace.

"Oh, that's all right," said Hilda. "At this ball you don't need costumes."

As she smiled secretly I wondered what she meant. Although slightly irked at the idea of leaving the privacy of this wonderful apartment, I went along with the girls. We dressed quickly, and within an hour found ourselves at the driveway of an imposing brownstone mansion. In the vestibule, a giant negro, dressed as a harem guard, his head encased in a towering turban, his bare glistening chest bejewelled with a chain of gems, and his legs covered in silken pantaloons, handed us small black harlequin masks, saying poetically:

"Enter here, ye children of the night, And wear these masks of anonomity, Then as you taste life's sweet delight, May your passion be as boundless as the limits of infinity." Before I had time to be surprised, I was whisked away by a tiny pretty mulatto girl dressed only in silken pantaloons and slippers that curved up at her toes. She led me off to a monstrous room with little upholstered luxurious cubicles. Soft blue lights within the cubicle revealed two similarly dressed negresses awaiting me. Immediately their hands softly held me, and before my astonished eyes, they proceeded to undress me. I looked at the firm breasts, with nipples out-thrust, and boldly grasped one luxuriant breast from each in my hands.

They said nothing, and as they finished undressing me, one sprayed me with a musky perfume while the other slipped to her knees and began sucking my awakened cock. Just as I was about to spurt my cream into her thick lips, she drew back and said:

"To stir the embers of a glowing passion I grip your prick with burning lips,

So that later with a towering female bastion,

You may sink your flesh between her hips."

They put the black little mask over my eyes, and led me out to Grace and Hilda who stood gloriously naked in the hallway.

"Through the doorway," pointed the little black nymph, and, grasping the doorknob I held open the mysterious door as the two girls preceded me into a hall of forbidden delights.

My eyes became transfixed as they observed an orgy beyond imagination. Bodies were softly wriggling on a floor that had the appearance of a monstrous bed. My breath came in short gasps as I saw masked faces, with bodies entirely nude, pressed against abundant breasts, lost in hair between long legs, as the walls of this luxurious hall rebounded with the sighs of a hundred bodies lost in the depths of burning passion. I turned around and saw that the two girls had disappeared. My eyes caught Grace as she was kneeling before a figure whose chest bristled with hair. His hard cock was standing away from his torso and Grace's lips were madly attempting to suck its contents into her mouth. Suddenly, a ravishing creature darted up to me, her cream-like breasts held between her fingers, and sliding backwards to the floor, thrust her wide-spread legs up at me, moaning, "Sink within me your rod of desire, And whirl with my legs in an exciting dream, Till the grip of my cunt will suck your cream, And scorch your balls with a dazzling fire." Immediately, I sunk to my knees to do the lady's bidding. Her full lips sucked in the head of my prick, as moisture flowed around my firm muscle and spilled itself on the softly padded floor. She jammed a quivering nipple between my lips, and as I began to suck its hard outlines, I could feel her hair revolving against my hair, her belly sliding beneath my navel, her hands digging into the cheeks of my ass as she forced my searching cock deep within her womb. I drew out and rubbed her glistening lips between her thighs ... Up and down, side to side, and in small but gradually growing circles, the tip of my prick moved along her tingling cunt. It rested for a moment as its head contacted her point of desire, her clitoris, that stuck out boldly demanding to be sucked into a warm, receptive mouth. Then, guiding my throbbing prick along the exciting outlines of her dripping cunt, I pushed it down until it passed the resistance of her mons veneris and sunk deep within hot flesh that Opened and gripped tightly ... until my prick was deeply imbedded between her thighs, and we swayed together with the intensity of the feeling. The legs of this nameless creature locked themselves around my back. Her ass was up in the air, as I probed deep within her and thrusting my body forward quickly, forced from her an agonizing screech as the head of my cock pushed deep within her burning tissues in its search for her mouth. She writhed in wild abandon, draining my prick of its energy. Manically, she pulled at my hair, scratched the cheeks of my ass, and still convulting till I thought my balls would be sucked into her gaping maw, thrust her cunt high into the air, savagely forcing the bone of her cunt against my hair, and broke into banshee-like cries which made me force my prick even deeper within her demanding flesh....

She lay back whimpering insanely when suddenly my attention was hypnotically drawn to a massive stage by the overpowering clanging of some gigantic gong. I looked toward the stage, my eyes traveling up past this creature's glistening navel, taking in her indented waist, beyond the firm mounds tipped by rosehued nipples, and, as my gaze passed her bitten lips, glistening with feverish moisture, it centered itself upon a giant ebony figure in the middle ofthe stage. The figure swung its arms, and a great bronze hammer hit a gargantuan circular gong that must have been cast hundreds of years ago to warn the gates of some ancient Eastern city against the impending attack of invading hordes. The black, Nubian figure turned toward me, toward the rest of the writhing bodies that thrilled in abandon on the floor. "Ladies and Gentle-men," the voice boomed. "Awaken from your mists of pleasure. Gentlemen, withdraw from the vaults of desire; Ladies, dismount the pinnacles of sensation. Tonight we have a rare treat in store for you. The hour has come for you to take off your masks and bare your faces as you have bared thirsting bodies. Please, dismask!"

A hundred hands reached to their faces and removed the black masks that had shielded facial contortions while passions held reign. The creature lying with her quiet, glowing thighs around me was astonishingly beautiful with full lips made for sucking my cock. I dreamed of those lips as they might be delighting me later. I looked up again when the voice continued, "Gentlemen, look inside your masks and you will find certain numbers, one in red and the other in gold. Remember the gold number, it will be a boon to you later. Now put your masks in the containers that our lovely girls will bring around to you."

Then, four or five lovely negresses, with breasts swaying as they moved, circulated around the males, collecting their masks. After all the men's masks rested in the bottom of die containers, the voice went on, "Now we will have a surprise drawing. Gentlemen, your committee has selected the most gorgeous creatures available on this earth for the honor of appearing in the exhibition that is to follow. One girl will be selected."

As he said this he drew one mask from the container, motioned to someone off-stage, and was answered by a ravishing female form who strode long-leggedly to the front of the stage. Then he reached into the masks discarded by-the women and announced five numbers. One of them was mine! I walked in a daze up to the platform, conjuring up all sorts of images about what was to follow. We were all lined up on the stage and we men drew lots. I looked at the slip of paper in my hand and it said, "Mouth". We passed it to the black and as he arranged us around the devastatingly lovely girl, a murmur went up from the audience as they saw what was about to happen. I will relate it as Grace told it to me later....

"Well, at first all I could look at as I saw you men up on the stage was your pricks, all standing firm and erect, just waiting for me to sit on everyone and slide down until I could feel your hair tickling my ass. Then I noticed that you were all arranged around the girl who was standing with her legs apart. I knew that she was terribly excited since I could almost see her love-juice dripping down her legs. Then they placed you on some sort of platform, with your legs hanging over it and your prick standing straight out, almost touching her lips. She then reached out and grabbed the prick of one man with her right hand and then another with her left hand, and as one man stuck his prick up her wide-open cunt, another came up from behind and pushed himself into her ass. Immediately she began sucking your head, and six bodies were writhing in the abandon on the stage. Her hands were flailing up and down. Oh, that lucky girl, soothing themselves over hard flesh that throbbed beneath her fingers. At the same time, from in front and behind she was being torn apart, ecstatically as hard cocks were pushing and sliding against her insides. I practically came from thinking about it. Suddenly, I saw jets fly from her hands, and her body throbbed as hot cream gushed into her mouth and up into her body. Tell me, what did you feel while all this was happening?"

As I told Grace, this is only a word description of my sensations....It is really beyond description. First her tight lips surrounded my prick, slowly pushing back the hot skin that quivered at her touch. As my prick was firmly imbedded in her mouth, she gently moved her tongue in tantalizing circles over the head of my cock and sucked the first few drops of joy from my body. I looked down and could see her furiously pumping her hands up and down over the pricks of my lucky fellow-participants, and squirming her cunt from the fellow who was shoving his body against her as he stood below me. Suddenly she became mad with sensation, her mouth became tighter, her tongue spun more madly as she tried to swallow my crazily tingling penis. I felt a sensation start at my toes, then rush up my limbs until I was shaken apart by violent tremors that came partly from her quivering body. I shrieked as my cream spurted out of my body. Her lips overflowed as she opened her mouth to die ecstacies that were penetrating the core of her being. At the same time the pricks in her grasp writhed madly and shot forth the juice that she was trying madly to pump out in flowing streams. As she went limp with desire, I got down from the platform and slowly walked to the back of die hall.

After this experience I needed a rest. The exhibition was over on the stage but it was just beginning on the floor. Grace came over to me and we told each other about our sensations during the exhibition. Then she gave me a very sweet-tasting drink and before I knew it, I felt desire surge again through my body. I lay back on the floor and immediately Grace straddled me, sliding her warm, wet pussy up and down my root. I held her up for a moment and examined that opening that I was growing to love so very much. As I released her, she rolled her body over and, sticking her ass up in the air, knelt on her hands and knees and said. "Come, please try it backwards."

At first I looked at her cheeks spread wide, her hair stuck out in exciting tufts, and then the lush red lips of her cunt that joined and lost themselves in a dark opening. I got on my knees behind her, and rubbed my prick over her legs. She gave herself up to the soothing sensations. I thrust my body forward and sank myself deep within her lips, while the cheeks of her ass rubbed against my belly and my hands searched beneath her body for her hanging breasts. We shook together as I slipped in and out of her tightening flesh. I grabbed her breasts more tightly and pulled down on her hot nipples, hardening under my fingers. As I moved my body forward she twisted her ass and pushed back at the same time to meet me. Then she started to moan. I quickly pulled myself out of her quivering flesh, thrust my head forward and licked my tongue up and down her thighs until it found its resting place against her cunt Her clitoris stuck out, inviting the swift, darting action of my tongue. I gripped it with my teeth, pulled down sharply, as she arched her body and drew away from me to increase the sensation.

My mouth grew full as her clitoris expanded between my teeth. I felt it grow hard and rigid until I could almost feel her sensations as they ran up and down her thighs. Then I moved, and again inserted my hard cock, throbbing with desire. Her breasts began to tremble in my hands. She squeezed her thighs together and held my prick tightly. I pushed forward as hard as I could until I felt her stomach preventing more progress. Slowly, I revolved, letting her feel the head of my prick as it surged against her interior walls. She started to milk it as her inside muscles became more active and sucked at my flesh until I thought I would scream. She wiggled in front of me as I. held my hands on her back and wildly pumped back and forth until her body began jumping with ecstasy.

Finally she pushed backwards with one crushing motion until my prick was buring to the hilt when I felt myself coming in a maddening rush. We grunted and tried to weld our flesh to one another.. The heat burning within our systems became unbearable until our desire rushed to staggering heights, exploded in a crescendo of feeling and then subsided as her wriggling slowed and my prick slipped from its sheath, wet and limp. She got up and walked away, her eyes glassy, her tongue moving over her glistening lips.

I could stand it no longer. I stumbled over the throbbing, thrashing bodies, and made my way toward the exit. Along the way hands grasped for my hanging prick, hands attached to female bodies that were writhing as firm pricks were being slid in and out of their moist openings.

I slowly got dressed and walked out of that Hall of Desire. I was drunk with exhaustion as my nerves tingled from forbidden experiences. I walked a few blocks when I saw a figure slowly approach me. It was comely, and the breasts stood out as they pointed at me in an accusing manner. The face materialized above those pointed mounds and I was choked into mobility. It was 'Carla', the girl I had stood up for over twenty-four hours.