Chapter 6

For a whole week I just moped around, discouraged as well as disgruntled. I'd been feeling sorry for myself after Carla had informed me that she was married. It seemed hard to believe that my favorite mistress was now an ever loving spouse and occasionally I was tempted to reconsider my decision to see no more of her. Then I thought of an irate husband and decided that Carla was not the most desirable woman in the world for a number of reasons. I walked the streets alone, barely glancing at flashing limbs and round asses that swished in front of me. Occasionally on the subway to and from work I was pressed up against a resilient female body, but desire seemed to have left me....at least for a few days.

One day I was sitting in the small apartment that I facetiously called my Bachelor's Quarters. The ringing of the phone interrupted my concentration on a particularly dull book in which the heroine was being chased around innumerable beds. It turned out to be a friend of mine named Matt who said that he planned on a little party and would I like to drop by for a drink?

I wasn't particularly thirsty but I did want to talk to someone, so in a little while I was comfortably seated in Matt's apartment sipping a very good drink. Matt had one very nice characteristic-a lot of money. I knew him in the service and I'd managed to spend my share of his inheritance. I hadn't seen Matt in quite a few months, however, and so I was curious as to his call. He must've sensed what I was thinking....

"Look, pal," he said. He always called me pal. He was probably so drunk most of the time, he couldn't remember anybody's name.

"Look, I need a little bit of help. The other night I tied one on ... heh ... heh ... heh....and I made a date for tonight with the most ravishing dame you ever saw."

"Well, what's the trouble?" I interrupted.

"Well," he continued, "you know me. I got a little drunker and later I made another date with a chorus girl that looked twice as gorgeous. Now here's how you can help me. I want both these gals for future reference. So I need you to make each of the girls think that you're dating the other, get it?" I did and it promised to be extremely interesting although it might also prove a little tiresome as I visioned myself hopping from one to the other so that each of them would think that she was Matt's date and that the other one was with me. The probabilities of the situation appalled me.

In a little while, the door buzzer sounded and Matt ushered in an apparition of loveliness. Somehow she didn't seem quite real as she stepped across his richly carpeted living room. Matt introduced us and said:

"Lois, you and Bob sit over there comfortably while I make us a drink."

After he left the room, I took my cue and turned my eyes on her well-upholstered figure.

"Matt wants to do the town tonight," I explained, "but he wants someone around to hold him up after he's drunk the bars dry. I'm elected. My companion will be along any minute and....."

I stopped talking as Matt returned with a shaker full of martinis and I saw that my conversation was boring the beautiful Lois. So I took a few moments to savor my drink and examine this enticing creature whose fascinating beauty thrust itself upon me. She was a body. I didn't think of her as a person, only a form to delight my touch, only a form to awaken my desire and captivate my fingers as they roamed over her luxurious curves.

Matt sat down next to her, and as he moved closer, she raised her glass in a silent toast, causing the shoulder strap of her tight clinging evening gown to drop and reveal the rising curve between her arm and breast My eyes travelled over her smooth flesh, drinking in each indentation and each swelling curve until I felt my prick rising between my legs.

Unembarassed yet almost mannerless, I stared at Lois for seconds that seemed like days. Her body was draped in a tight-clinging gown that glimmered from the irridescent threads with which it had been woven. The nipples of her breasts pushed through the shimmering material, jutting out farther with each deep breath. Her limbs flowed from sublime hips and where her dress ended a few inches above her ankles, I could see glimmering silk that encased her wondrous legs. As she talked to Matt she shrugged her shoulders and her breasts wiggled under the clinging material. I started to join the conversation when the doorbell rang again. This time I moved across the room and opened the door.

"Hello," she said with a broad smile, "Matt sent me."

Seeing that she had a sense of humor, I waved her in graciously and said, "I'm the genie in Matt's bottle. Won't you have a seat?"

She swished by and I swooned in a sea of perfume that teased my nostrils. I followed her into the spacious room and Matt introduced us as he got up off the couch where he had been comfortably seated with his hands around Lois' flowing hips.

"Tipsy a little early in the evening!" he stammered.

"Janice, you're lovely tonight," then he introduced us. She was indeed lovely and I forgot the social amenities of introductions as I glanced quickly at her magnetic form. She was dressed simply in black-slight of form, with the faintest traces of sensuality. Compact, she was, pure rhythm in flesh. Her smooth alabaster neck curved down into dark shadows that concealed a ripe bosom with nipples protruding through the taut material. Her gown flowed to floor-length and as she stepped over to recieve Matt's hand, I could see a trim ankle that topped dainty black and silver shoes; mystery and attraction. It was difficult to decide where I would like to place my lips and my prick.

After another drink and useless words, we left the apartment; Matt staggering with his arms around both girls and I lagging behind them. I could see that both girls were confused and quizzical.

I hadn't talked much and now I was acting like a bashful swain. Their raised eyebrows showed that I was acting my part. Each of them thought that she only was Matt's escort while the other belonged to me. I was encouraged however by Janice's glance which seemed to say that maybe we're both sorry.

Like Matt's other nights, ours was a round of one night club after another. Playing the part, I stayed in the background all evening, saying nothing, allowing Matt to deliver his bright thoughts, and only occasionally asking the girls haltingly to dance.

Lois lay heavily on my arms, and I revelled as I felt her bull breasts against my chest during our few times together on the dance floor. She acted bored each time we glided over the smooth wood and I could see that she was interested only in the dollar signs that were obvious each time. Matt ordered champagne that went only too fast. But her interest quickened when the orchestra played a tango and our bodies blended together as we glided across the floor. Unconsciously, I lapsed my role, and as our limbs came closely together, I pressed my prick hard against the junction between her thighs. Almost imperceptibly she moved against the pressure and I closed up the distance between us as we both became lost in the rapturous strains of rhythm that suggested the forbidden delights of Parisian haunts and the overpowering emotions of Andalusian retreats. Both of us delighted in the physical and emotional splendor that surrounded our bodies in the ecstatic aura with the promise of future bliss.

Matt raised his eyebrows as we walked back to the table. Devilishly, I moved my hand up her waist until it squeezed the full contours of her breast, and as I saw him wince, I lowered my palm and glided it along the full firm lines of Lois' ass while she seated herself close to our host for the evening. She eyed me with a new opinion, but luckily Janice was busily engaged in talking to a non-conversant Matt. She did not notice the interplay. Later I again asked Janice to dance. Matt was reluctant to follow the beat, and we dipped our hips in unison to the slow sensual strokes of a Latin rhythm. Our knees met as we stood apart and appraised each other, her eyes held mine as we swayed with the slow, inviting strains of the moraccas and my hand tightened around her bare back, rejoicing in the flesh exposed to my touch. The rhumba expressed my feelings as I sensed my loins reaching towards Janice's as we avoided each other's thrusts to reach the elusive union.

Her face was enraptured and my hand slowly slid down the back of her soft dress until it reached the smooth contours of her ass that followed on around toward the sanctity that lay between her legs....Between her legs, I thought, the smooth channel now being rubbed by her thigh with the violent action of the dance; her flowing warmth, being congealed by the cold methodical step required by the dance. I moved closer to warm my senses, and her arm pulled me back toward her until I felt her stomach pushing into my body. Again her body said:

"Tonight ... Maybe we're both sorry." I thrusted to reassure her and her body clung to mine with the promise of intimacy. Reluctantly, we parted when the music ended and as I guided her back to die table, my fingers coursed quickly over her bare back. This time, Matt did not notice the action but Lois did and I saw a slight flare-up in her eyes that denoted the possessiveness in her nature which would not permit her to think a man would be interested in any other woman but her.

The remainder of the evening at the table was extremely pleasant for me. Now although each girl thought that I was the other's date, they were secretly and subtley vying for my attention because of the dancing interludes and their own female pride. Thus, slightly amused, I was moving my hands under the table, first feeling the strong firm, silk-clad thighs of Lois, then the soft, velvety flesh of Janice's adorable limbs. I realized that my leanings were more toward Janice when my under-the-table game became more serious. She was sitting closer to me than Lois who earlier in the evening had moved her chair nearer to Matt At one point I moved my hand on Janice's knee and felt her dress rustle beneath my fingers. My fingers found the slit in her dress, and they moved automatically along the warm, unblemished flesh of her thigh until they contacted silky hair. I was too astounded to take my fingers away! This adorable creature had nothing on under her dress. She squeezed her thighs together and held my hand fast between them. After a moment, she loosened her grip and said:

"Don't you think it would be more comfortable somewhere else?"

"Right you are!" replied Matt in a surprisingly sober voice. "Let's all go back to my apartment"

As we left the nightclub we had now paired off. Matt with Lois and I with Janice, but there didn't seem to be any complaints.

At the apartment, good old never-fail Matt dragged out some champagne that had been hidden away about twenty years. It had been quiet at first until we were halfway through the fourth bottle. Suddenly, Lois crawled to the top of the dinning table, knocked over a lamp and started to do a modern version of the Charleston. Her legs kicked high and I could see that none of these chorus girls believed in wearing panties. Matt sat on his haunches beneath the table yelling.

"Take it off!"

Suddenly Janice jumped up beside Lois and before Matt and I knew it we had a full-fledged chorus line. I joined Matt on the floor and looked up to see thrashing white limbs flying in the air above me. Suddenly Lois shrugged off the shoulder strap of her dress, and her buoyant breasts dangled in the air as she swayed from side to side. Immediately Janice also dropped her straps....but half-way and I began to breathe more deeply as her breasts struggled to escape from their confinement.

Lois, realizing that Janice had bested her by disrobing to tantalize rather than reveal, suddenly squirmed maddeningly until her glistening gown slithered down her legs. Quickly she stepped out of it and stood gloriously naked, her large breasts thrust into the air, clad only in a garter belt that held up her sheer stockings. For the first time, I noticed that the girl was blonde, really blonde. Janice kept on dancing to the phonograph music and Lois picked up the rhythm, slowly grinding in abandon to the beat. Slowly, Janice started to emulate Lois' undressed state. First she raised one shoulder and slid one strap below a ripe breast that jiggled as she kept time to the music. Out of the corner of my eye I could see that Matt was running his hands up and down Janice's dress until my finger thrust into her moist cunt. She shuddered and as I withdrew my finger, she ran her hands down her deliriously beautiful body and literally peeled off her tight-clinging gown.

Almost in one grand finale gesture, the girls reached down, tossed their gowns across the room, spread their legs wide and, as the record music ended, thrust their abdomens forward in one wild beat that staggered our senses.

Pantingly Matt reached up and lifted Lois up into the air, and then losing balance, they both fell to the floor. I stared as Matt picked up Lois' glowing body and carried her into the bedroom. I could see his hand moving furiously over her swollen breast, while his other hand was down at her legs, searching for her dripping cunt I looked back to the table and saw that Janice was dazed from all the liquor she had consumed and was attempting to get down from the table. With one hand I reached between her legs and with the other hand I supported her back. I felt the moist warmth of her cunt, the softness of her ass, and the firmness of her back all in one action. She stood radiantly beautiful beside me; white flesh topping silvery shoes. I could feel her warm curves pressed against me as she whispered: "Let's watch them!"

Aghast, I turned but silenced my tongue when I noticed the bright glare in her eyes. As she turned toward the bedroom, I lifted my hand between her thighs. For a second she squeezed her legs together, then whispered in an almost sobbing voice:

"Please, later, later!"

The bedroom door was ajar but the occupants would not have known if it were thrown wide open. I could feel my prick jutting out of my pants as I saw their two naked bodies entwined in the tightest of embraces. Quickly, without thinking I raced back into the living room and undressed, only looking away from my task to watch the unconscious thrusting of Janice's beautifully rounded ass as she became lost in the violence of the spectacle she was watching.

I padded across die living room floor and moved my naked body next to Janice's as I tried to peer into the bedroom. She turned toward me, and I could feel my erect prick stabbing against her round belly. As I looked into the room I saw Matt and Lois thrashing wildly on the bed. Matt was between her legs, and her silk-clad limbs darted toward the ceiling each time he thrust his hard prick forward into her wet cunt. She shrieked and tightened the grip of her arms around his back when he pushed away from her, I could see that his arms were resting not outside of her body, but on her chest with fingers threshing around her hot, pointed nipples.

He moved one hand, lowered his head, and began sucking one of her swollen tits furiously as his body moved backwards and forwards in more spasmodic actions.

Suddenly, as he quickly dashed forward with one more violent thrust of his prick Janice, panting sporadically grabbed me by the balls, moved into the bedroom, and melted to the floor. She lay on her back, her legs spread wide, her cunt glistening in the light, wide open to receive my hard cock. I sunk to my knees and within a moment our sighs became blended with those coming from the bed.

Her legs wrapped themselves around my back and she pushed her cunt forward to surround itself around the head of my prick. I plowed forward and moved in a wild circular motion until I could almost feel her tissues being torn away from the inside lips of her twat. The love juice flowed in a torrential stream, and the muscles of her cunt vibrated as they tried to suck me into her frenzied body more fully. I reached up and gripped one breast with my hand. Then, squeezing her nipple tightly between my fingers, I pushed my prick forward harder in an action that made her body bolt into the air.

The hard surface of the floor beneath my knees made my actions even more violent, she groaned as I slipped my other hand under her ass and guided the movement of her cunt as it seeked to swallow my prick. As I slid faster and faster in and out of her moist pussy she moved tightly down on my expanding prick almost tearing it from its socket.

For a moment I withdrew, and while she lay gasping in little animal sighs, I teased the outer lips between her legs with the vibrating head of my cock. Up and down her slit I moved my hot flesh when with one sudden movement I again sunk myself deep within her to the hilt. Our hairs rubbed against each other in a blinding flash. Her legs tightened like a vise around my back and we rocked from side to side as we became one.

Suddenly she shrieked! "Oh, honey, oh, screw me hard....I'm coming, oh, I'm coming."

Her fingers clawed my back, her limbs tightened around my waist, and the muscles of her cunt sucked the head of my cock as. I pumped furiously to lose myself within her demanding body.

Then I could feel my flesh, gripped within her, expand to gargantuan proportions....she choked as I tried to force my balls into her wet pussy and our bodies became a mass of writhing flesh as my cream spurted up into her dark cavity.

We rocked and pushed and she became greedy in her desire to swallow my flesh between her legs. At the height of her spasm, the muscles inside her cunt vibrated and squeezed my flesh until they milked the last drop from my till erect rod. Her love-juice dripped onto the floor and she opened her legs with a sigh. She relaxed and I leaned back to enjoy the sight of this warm creature lying beneath me. Her eyes were limpid and her slight but well-rounded breasts heaved slowly as she gasped deliciously. I rubbed my hand between her legs and she wiggled slightly with the teasing intensity of the sensation.

"Well done, Bob!" I heard and I looked up shamefacedly to see Matt and Lois looking down on us from the bed with their feet dangling over the edge as if they were cooling their toes in the cool currents of air flowing along the floor.

"Pretty near as good a ride as Matt gave me," agreed Lois.

"Would you like to prove to me later that you could do better?"

Provocatively she cupped one abundant breast in her hand, opened her thighs suggestively to show her little blonde triangle and moistened her glistening lips with an impish tongue.

"I'd love nothing better," I replied.

"If Janice would have no objections," Matt said.

"Oh, don't worry about that. This is a party and we must enjoy ourselves. I'll take care of Janice."

With that he sunk to the floor and began caressing Janice's swollen breasts. She stirred and whispered.

"Oh, give me more, I'm alright now."

Matt replied, "Always ready to help out a lady."

With that he picked her up off the floor and carried her out of the room, saying over his shoulder, "For the rest of the night, let's have a little privacy, please."

I was surprised to see that Matt's rod was sticking right up in the air until Lois helped me onto the bed and said:

"That's my technique, Bob. I petrify them."

"Well," I replied, "you'll have to inject some of that enbalming fluid into me now. Just look at me." I felt very downcast, for there was Tommy lying very limp between my legs."

"I'll do better than that," she replied. "I'll exercise him back to life."

With that she leaned over, opened her moist mouth and sucked my cock deep within her teeth. I gave myself up to the overpowering sensations and delighted in her warm tongue that tingled around the head of my prick. She looked massive as she lay there over my body. Quickly captured by a rush of desire, I turned my body around, pushed my head between her legs and started to kiss her thighs.

She moved sharply and said, "Wait until I wash. I'll be right back."

I stretched out on the bed and within a moment she was back in the room.

She was panting lightly as she climbed over me and quickly, almost selfishly, gulped my prick into her mouth. Her buttocks were above me and I could see the entrancing seams of her stockings that ran down the back of her limbs on each side of me. I grabbed her by the ankles and her cunt came down to meet my mouth. I reached up and gripped her clitoris with my teeth.

I went mad with passion when I tasted her warm flesh and smelled the intoxicating aroma of a perfumed cunt. I ground my teeth and her body jumped as I tried to suck the flowing lips of her cunt into my mouth. My fingers roamed up her thighs, past the silk to smooth gyrating flesh and our bodies writhed in abandon as I pressed my mouth more tightly between her legs.

She began sucking furiously on my prick, now fully extended. I licked my tongue up and down between her thighs, seeking out her most intimate sources of delight.

Then with one furious lunge my tongue pushed through the enfolding lips of her cunt and sunk into wet yielding flesh as it became gripped in the power of her hidden depths.

As my tongue sunk deeper into her cunt, she swallowed my cock further into her mouth until her lips were pressing into my hair. My tongue slipped in and out of her warm cavity that was filled to overflowing with her love-juice. She darted her massive ass from side to side to heighten the intense feelings surging through her body.

I pressed my tongue hard between her thighs. Then, reaching up, I grabbed her swinging breasts and pulled down tightly on her rock-like nipples. I gyrated my tongue and she moved her body backwards and forwards so that my tongue glided over the most sensitive spots on her flesh. Again I gripped her clitoris in my mouth only to find that it was hard in my mouth waiting to spill forth die most tingling of sensations. I sucked upon it furiously, pulling it away from her flesh and as I tried to swallow this distended prick between my teeth, her body jerked and her lips gripped my prick tighter as she tried to gulp my flesh. Suddenly her mouth left my flesh. Her head stretched out between my legs, and her ass wriggled spasmodically as her orgasm began holding sway.

She clawed at my thighs and I gulped more furiously as she tried to force her whole cunt deep within my mouth. Her body made one more gigantic leap into the air as she gasped hysterically:

"Oh, kiss me, bite me, Oh, I'm coming....."

I kept up the maddening action with my tongue until she quivered beneath my mouth. Then I moved my tongue down and began kissing the inside of her thighs. She moved up and said:

"Come get on top of me now."

As she stretched out on the bed I looked at her for a moment. Her full white thighs were opened wide with her gleaming skin contrasting against the warmth of her silk stockings. Her garter belt contained a round abdomen and her waist tapered beautifully indented below two magnificent mounds that were awaiting my hands. She lay passively awaiting the thrust of my hard cock now standing erect and dripping from the intense excitement. I climbed between her legs and immediately they wrapped themselves around me.

Aflame with passion, I crushed my body to this cushion of flesh beneath me and began poking with my cock in and out, up and down, while her cunt gripped me in a vise from which I could not escape. She thrust her body into the air and I gasped as I sunk more deeply into her pussy with the violent movement Gradually I realized that I was to do nothing, that she was going to show her appreciation for our love bout a little while ago.

I lay between her legs while she held her arms tightly around my back. Her hands moved teasingly around my ass, down over my contours, until they grasped my balls when she pushed me forward and her body upward so mat I thought I was being sucked bodily into her ferocious cavity. She spun beneath me, until I thought my prick was revolving in a sea of fire. I treid to push harder and my prick was screaming for release as the inside of' her cunt sucked its flesh with a demanding grip. Her legs tightened and her breasts almost suffocated me as she pressed my head deep into her perfumed valley.

My head darted from side to side, first sucking on one nipple and then on the other, savoring the taste of her hard flesh in my mouth. I became crazed with excitement as I attempted to swallow the resilient flesh beneath my lips. Meanwhile her cunt began gyrating faster and faster, and her body moved backwards and forwards more jerkily. I reached down with my hands and pleaced them under her ass while I pushed hard against her body. Her cunt began to drag flesh from my prick until with one burst of feeling I thrust forward madly and shot my hot stream furiously into her palpitating body. I came for what seemed like an hour as my prick pulsed and sent hot jet after hot jet into her flowing cunt that was now sucking and pumping the cream from my body. With one last hard thrust, I forced her body into the air, and must have hit her spine with the force of my action since she gasped, opened her legs wide and yelled:

"I'm coming, I'm coming! Harder, oh, please, harder"

Relying on my last resources of strength, I strained to keep my prick erect, and as she lay panting with her silk clad legs spread wide, I swiftly pushed in and out of her hot cunt, and rocked my body from side to side so that she would feel my hard rod as it surged against the ridges of her flesh. Slowly, she subsided and I withdrew my dripping and now soft organ. We lay for a few moments as I nestled against her breasts when she said:

"Let's get dressed, I want you to come home with me."

We staggered out into the living room and were amazed to see that Matt and Janice were still going at it. Matt, however, was not in a comfortable position, lying on the couch with Janice above him, pounding up and down on his stiff rod.

They were too absorbed to notice us. Lois wriggled into her tight-fitting gown and I dressed quickly, giving Janice one last, long, lingering look. I liked the way her breasts jiggled in the air as she surged up and down over Matt's figure. Occasionally, he moved upwards to meet her downward thrust and I slowly realized that no-one could be so blind as to not see Lois and myself.

But it was obvious that we now considered each other as part of one big, happy family-so who cared. I was enthralled by the sight of their perfect timing and delighted to see how they almost anticipated each other's slightest pressure.

Suddenly I realized that Janice was known by Matt before Lois, and Lois really was my evening date. For how else could they blend together so well. Oh, well, I was satisfied with the perversity of the fates that would turn around a night's occurrences so quickly.

I turned when I heard Lois calling. Her breasts were swelling against her gown and I could see that she was impatient to get to the privacy of her own apartment where we still had a few hours left, if I still had a few drops left, and where we could awaken in the morning to the beginnings of a beautiful friendship. I encircled her flowing curves with my arm as we walked out the door. I noticed that the dress material was still taut over her tight nipples, and she tickled the palm of my hand softly as we walked down the flight of stairs. Oh, well, the spirit was willing.