Chapter 5
"I wonder what Bull and Patti are doing?" Taco said as he yawned awake from beside Cindy. She was curled like a kitten in the crook of his arm and slowly her eyes fluttered open with the sound of his voice.
"Umm," she mewed as if sleep were too delicious to give up. "What time is it?"
"Nearly nine in the morning," Taco said as he tossed back the covers and moved across the floor to the drapes at one end of the room. He pulled the cord behind them and partially revealed the pool and bright morning light. There were already a few kids and even a sun bather or two in and around the pool. The day looked as if it would be a hot one.
"Why not give them a call while I shower? See if they want to meet us for breakfast."
Taco came back to the edge of the bed and pecked Cindy lightly on the mouth. But she was not having any of such a quick maneuver. Her hand came up behind Taco's neck and she pulled him down on top of her while her lips ground deeply into his. "In the morning's the best time," she mumbled amidst the kiss.
"You've persuaded me," Taco mumbled back and kissed his way down her neck until his mouth captured the rosebud of one of her tender breasts. His teeth nibbled the delicate nipple into excruciating hardness. Cindy's hips began to churn with desire. His hand found the vee between her legs and pressed firmly, driving her thrashing buttocks deep into the bed. She took him by the ears and brought his face to hers, so that she could drive her squirming tongue deeply into his mouth. The smell of sleep and a long night of sex on his skin drove her farther into the wells of passion now engulfing them both.
"Oh, Taco, you're driving me wild. Kiss me all over. Love me, Taco. Love me up." Cindy's wanton face burned with her passion, and he quite readily complied.
Sweat had begun to form a necklace on her throat, and sunlight was a corridor lighting every bead in the chain. Taco's knowing tongue lingered at the hollow in her neck and fluttered hot wet chills down Cindy's spine. Lavishly he licked his way to her breasts and spun the aureoles into aching awareness. To and fro his head raced from one to the other. Gradually, he began to nip them lightly with his teeth, driving Cindy higher in her ecstasy.
The firm hand which held her thrashing hips down now began to explore her hot cunt. His strong, gentle fingers played coyly with the soft flesh of her vulva, rocking back and forth in a scissor motion.
He could feel her heat seeping into the already wet curls around her ever-ready pussy. His fingers teased their way along the sensitive inner lining; she felt him touch the hard prick-like knob of her clit. It sprang up stiff, and his thumb and forefinger began to flick it back and forth with increasing swiftness.
Cindy had always had an exceptionally large clit, ready to jolt into orgasm at the smallest wanton thought. Now, it seemed to grow even larger with Taco's attention.
He licked his way down the subtle curve of her perfect stomach, pausing only to run his tongue around her belly button. His hot lips left a glistening trail across her resilient flesh. Suddenly, he seized her turgid clit between his lips and began to suck on it with ardor. Then he began to lick and kiss her, moving his head around so that she writhed uncontrollably from the hot sensations coursing through her body.
Her own hands sought her swollen breasts and began to knead them harshly. The nipples grew heavy and hard in her palms, and she began to pinch them, sending a mixture of pleasure and pain mingling with the feelings Taco was causing in her cunt.
He glanced up from between her legs and saw the mauling her breasts were taking at her own hands. Christ, what a beautiful whore, thought Taco as he sensed that she was near a climax. Teasingly, he began to nibble on her clit with tiny bites and was rewarded with the spicy taste of her cum.
Cindy muffled a scream of pleasure as she bit on the back of her hand. The hot, sweet fluid from her pussy flowed more heavily. Her hips bucked with the animal precision of a volatile horse as the emission soaked its way along her marble thighs. Greedily, his hungry tongue lapped up every drop of her cum while she moaned. Slowly, Taco drew back and allowed Cindy's passion to subside.
"Oh, Taco," Cindy sighed, her eyes languid. "Oh, you are one of the best. One of the best! And now, I'm going to love you and blow you until you lose that logical mind of yours!"
Like a sprite, she wriggled into a sitting position, then reached out and grasped his hard prick. Her touch caused his already turgid staff to swell to new proportions. With her other hand, she gently pushed him back, so that he lay flat on his back—his cock rock-hard and pulsing in her palpitating hand.
With her eyes on his face, Cindy lowered her head toward Taco's lap. Her warm, wet mouth kissed his navel, then slid across his hip and nuzzled into his crotch. She licked his furry balls. Then she took one briefly in her mouth and rolled her tongue around it, causing gasps of excitement and streams of Spanish curses to escape Taco's lips.
Cindy made her tongue into a spoon shape and licked up the length of his meat until she came to the thick, red head. A small suction noise came to his ears as she pulled the bulb into her mouth.
Taco's eyes closed and his tongue licked out slowly over his dry lips as Cindy went to work in earnest on his member. She rolled her tongue furiously around the lusty glands and began to rock her body in a counter rhythm to the beginning hump of his hips. Gluttonously, she sucked on the throbbing organ. Her fleshy tongue wriggled faster and faster.
In perfect tempo, her head went forward with each thrust of his hips, sucking his cock all the way to the back of her throat. Small choking sounds now began to burble from the seal between her lips and his pulsing penis, but still she sucked harder.
Voraciously, as if she were a hungry animal, Cindy's mouth devoured his tool. The insides of her cheek closed glove-tight around him and he felt as if he were about to be swallowed whole by this beautiful, half-crazed cocksucker.
"Cindy. You've got to stop now, or I'm going to fill that sweet little mouth of yours with my wad, when what I want to do is splash it hard up your hot cunt."
Taco took hold of Cindy's head with both hands when she did not immediately obey him, and he drew her up to his side with care. Hungrily he kissed her deeply while he rolled over on top of her, pressing his knee between her legs. Urgently, as if to delay would be folly, he hefted his cock in his hand and positioned its head before Cindy's pussy lips. Taking time only to widen them slightly, Taco eagerly thrust the tip of his prick between the soft lips and felt them part as Cindy shivered her delight. In a moment he was inside her and feeling the warm, glove-tight walls contract around his organ.
Cindy's pussy throbbed as the member entered her. She had thought for a moment that she would rather be left to suck him off. But now that the entrance was made, she put her whole mind to the tempestuous joy of it.
The hot, slick head dove deeply into her and she could tell from the hurry Taco was in that he was already close to orgasm.
What a delight he is, she thought. Even if he comes quickly, he can come so often that I don't need to worry about getting off myself. It's more like, How can I get on enough to really appreciate this man? She was determined to show him.
She churned her hips up and around, attempting in her mind to do a horizontal bump and grind, then settled for a steady rhythmic rocking. She could feel every gnarl in Taco's blood-gorged prick as it drove in and out of her, and she heard his breath grow ragged with lust.
Inside Cindy, Taco felt his cock about to burst with his climax, and he abandoned any attempt at rhythm. He simply charged ahead. With chaotic but swiftly powerful humps he ejaculated into Cindy's wanton box. In quick short bursts he came until on the last burst Cindy joined him and he collapsed while her body pulsed with pleasure beneath him.
"You two put on quite a show." A woman's voice entered their world from the pool side windows.
"Who's that?" was Cindy's first response.
"I think it's Linda. Come on in." He turned his face back to Cindy's. "It's the girl I was telling you about that I met last night when I left you guys at the desk."
Linda came across the room slowly. She was wearing a bright red bikini and both Taco and Cindy could see there was very little of her left unexposed. Only something looked different about her to Taco.
"You look different in the morning," he said by way of greeting.
"Oh. It's probably my hair. Patti convinced me to try it down, but I couldn't stand it so straight and all. It's just a pony tail. And I haven't worn it this way since I was a little girl."
"It's cute," Cindy interjected. "How did you have it before?"
"All up in curls. You know. Three hours at the hairdresser's and a ton of spray. I'd been doing it that way so long I'd forgotten what it feels like when it's just plain hair. Are you sure I'm not intruding?"
"Not a bit," Taco assured her. "Where are Bull and Patti?"
"Lazy bums," Linda remarked good-naturedly. "They said they'd meet me for a swim but more likely they went back to sleep. I sure do like those two."
"We were going to call them for breakfast and that includes you, too—if you'll join us."
"I'd love to. But I'll have to go back to my room and change."
"Never mind that. You can wear something of mine, if you like," Cindy offered generously.
"Why, thank you." Linda shook her head as if bemused.
"What's the matter?" Taco asked.
"Nothing. Only, everybody ... I mean, you and Bull and Patti and Cindy here ... Well, it's just everybody is so nice is what I mean!" Linda blushed over what she was trying to say.
"We just like people who seem like fun, Linda. That's all. And you seem like a lot of fun."
Taco's arm fondly drew her to him for a hug, and instinctively Linda started to kiss him. Then she remembered Cindy. "Oh, I'm sorry." She blushed again.
Cindy giggled like tinkling crystal. "Don't worry. He's not really mine, either. You've got as much right to him as I do."
"Oh, you people are so lucky to feel that way!" Linda said. "I wish everybody could."
"Don't you feel that way when you're with us?" Taco asked.
"Well, I guess so," Linda replied. She was not sure she understood what Taco meant but sensed from his tone that he wanted her to feel as free as all four of the Torres seemed to be in her eyes.
"Well, that's all that counts for now, then," Taco said. "I'm going to call Bull and Patti."
He rolled across the bed and picked up the phone, dialed 0, and the hotel operator came on. "May I help you, please?"
"Room 303, please."
"You can dial that directly, sir. Just dial 303."
"Why don't you get it for me since I've got you on the line?"
"Very well, sir, but the call will then cost you a quarter. If you dial it yourself, there's no fee."
"Ah ... yes. Well, I guess I'd better dial it myself then, hadn't I?"
"Yes sir. Is there anything else, sir?"
"No, ah, I think not." Taco hung up and swore. "Abominations! The phone company has even corrupted the Las Vegas hotels. It's a plague. Spreading everywhere." Talking to himself in that manner, Taco dialed 303.
"What's he talking about?" Linda asked Cindy.
"I don't know, really. But he has this theory that the phone company is communist-controlled. He figures they've got the only real monopoly in the world today—outside of some monarchies and dictatorships. I don't know, really; it's too deep for me. You'll have to get Taco to explain it to you."
"Sounds fascinating. I hope he will."
"All right, Bull," Taco was saying into the mouthpiece. "The rooster crowed hours ago."
"Stop with the farm bullshit, man. What da ya want so early?" Bull yawned, pulling himself out of sleep as if it were a strait jacket.
"Why don't you and Patti meet Linda, Cindy and me for breakfast in half an hour?" Taco replied, unruffled by Bull's feigned ill-humor.
"Wait a minute, man." Bull yawned wider and deeper until Taco could barely make out his words amidst the cavern-like sound. "Hold on while I wake Patti and see."
Taco heard Patti's voice say something indistinguishable. Then Bull was back on, still yawning. "She's awake. Yeah. Okay. We'll meet you." His words were spaced between immense canyons of yawns and grunts and Taco waited patiently for him to complete his noisy awakening. He knew his brother well. Soon the groans turned to grunts and then something like roars as finally Bull shook himself up to the edge of the bed and said with a shudder like a beast, "Okay. I'm awake. Meet you in the lobby. Half an hour. Won't go back to sleep. See you." Bull hung up before Taco could say another thing.
"Pass the strawberry jam, please!" Patti requested as she buttered the last slice of toast on the table. Everyone was leaning away from their breakfast plates and either sipping coffee or looking around the coffee shop or patting their stomachs contentedly.
"All right, Cindy," she continued, poising the toast before the first bite. "You were going to tell us what happened with the bellboy."
"Nothing really," Cindy replied. "He wanted to ... ah, you know, stick it in my rear ... and I just couldn't let him, that's all."
"You should have; it's the most delicious way," Patti said as she took a sip of coffee to wash down the toast.
"Oh, Patti, you always say that. But if you could have seen the size of it. Well! I did have it in my mouth, but God! I nearly choked to death. Besides, he was rough."
"Oh yeah?" Patti's eyes showed increasing interest. "How do you mean?"
"Well, he slapped me—on the ass, of course, but still ... " Cindy's voice was petulant and she noticed that Bull, Taco and Linda did not seem to be listening. "I don't want to talk about it, though. It was all just nothing. That's all."
"Then you wouldn't mind if I do a little investigating on my own, would you?" Patti finished the toast and licked her fingertips as if she were pulling a glove from her hand with her mouth.
"No. I don't mind. But you'd better be careful. I think he can be very mean at times."
Patti grinned to herself as if Cindy's words were a challenge and looked around the table to see who else might have seen the expression.
No one. Bull, Taco and Linda were watching another table across the room.
"What is it?" she inquired.
"What's her name," Taco vaguely replied. "You know, the movie star."
"Oh yes! I see. I wonder who the two men with her are."
"I don't know. But they're good-looking, aren't they?" Linda joined the conversation.
"Christ! She's stacked," Bull wheezed, then turned back toward the center of the table. "I'd like a little piece of that myself."
"Yeah, so would I," said Taco, turning away as if with regret.
"You guys horny or something?" Cindy kidded them and ran one hand beneath the table to Taco's thigh.
"Not horny exactly. But a little daydreaming never hurt anybody."
"But why only daydream?" Linda asked and looked expectantly from man to man as if her words were a challenge.
"Have you got something more real in mind?" Taco asked as Cindy's hand drew a response from where it played in his lap.
"Well, we could go back to the room and have a party." Linda made her voice low and obvious.
"Sounds all right with me," Bull responded.
"Me, too!" Cindy added.
"Okay. Might as well," Taco said and started to rise, then realized the swell of his cock from Cindy's playful petting would reveal itself to the room. "Wait a minute. I've got a hardon—dammit! I can't get up!" Cindy giggled.
Patti broke in: "Why don't you guys go ahead without me, if you don't mind. Cindy's story has made me curious." Patti looked at Taco. "Do you mind, baby?"
"I don't guess so. But don't let things get out of hand. I'm not so sure about that character."
"Oh, don't worry," Patti assured him with pedantic humor. " 'In hand' is not what I had in mind!"
A collective groan told her that no one had missed the pun and she shrugged as if to say, "What can you do?"
"Well, you about ready to ... " Bull started to say "rise" but realized everyone would take the word for another bad pun. He stopped himself and said, "To get up now, Taco?"
"Yeah, I think so. " Taco's smile was tight and Cindy giggled again.
Bull paid the check while the others stood in a group and again watched the movie star and her male escorts. "Who's going to go ask her for her autograph?" he asked as he joined them.
"Don't be silly," Cindy answered curtly—even though secretly she had been thinking of doing just that.
"While you guys talk it over," Patti said walking off slightly, "I think I'll go find me that bellboy." She turned and waltzed away as if she were a little girl seeking a lollipop.
"We gonna stand here all day or get the show on the road?" Bull asked finally.
"Let's go," Taco said, taking both Cindy and Linda by the arms and steering them away from the coffee shop's entry way.
"Which room?" Linda asked as they started across the lobby.
"The smaller one, I guess," Taco suggested. "It's got two big beds in it. But there's another problem, too. Who's first with whom?" He asked the question as if the dilemma were a secret delight to him.
"Well, I haven't really gotten a chance at you." Linda eyed Taco and smiled. "And besides, it was you that I met first last night."
"She's got a point," Bull said with a grin as they entered the room. "But it really doesn't matter much. We've all got as much time as we need."
"True," Taco agreed even as he began to unbutton the front of his jumpsuit and watched Linda quickly follow his example.
Even though Linda had sucked it from beneath the cocktail lounge table the night before, she was not prepared for the sight of Taco's huge redheaded prick as it sprang into view. A gasp of surprise escaped her lips and a shiver of fear ran through her.
"My God, you've got a big one!" she said with trepidation as she slid the shift she had borrowed from Cindy over her head.
But at the first touch of Taco's rock-hard chest against her, Linda's fear disappeared and she abandoned herself to the world of flesh.
Her breasts flattened against his in his viselike grip. Eagerly her willing mouth sought his, and their lips locked together in a passionate french kiss.
Taco strode rapidly to the bed and the two continued their kiss even as he lowered her to the satin spread. Avidly his hands stroked her resilient flesh, and one found its way to the light brown triangle beneath her brief panties. He broke their kiss and sank to the floor beside her, already breathing very heavily.
"Here," he said, "let me have a look at that nice hot pussy of yours." He stripped the slip of material from about her hips and down her legs. Then, rising so that his head was above her crotch, he pushed her willing legs farther apart and looked longingly into her panting cunt.
The downy brown fleece that covered her tender vulva parted silkily as his fingers stroked the widening crack. The soft pink flesh pulsed eagerly, and his eye beheld the moist pungent opening. His fingers slid along the wet slit and found the tiny hard clit. A gasp of sheer passion sighed from Linda's mouth.
"Oh God, Taco! Yes, yes, ummmm ... That's it! Play with my clit, Taco. Oh, Taco," she gasped heavily and experienced her first orgasm.
Cindy and Bull took in the loveplay before them with avid eyes. Cindy had crossed the room as the two naked people reached the bed, and now she stood at her husband's side. His arm hung draped familiarly around her shoulder, one hand plunged down her blouse. Absentmindedly, he began kneading the soft mounds of her breasts and flicking the erecting nipples with his fingers.
"Oh, Jesus, baby! Look at Taco's cock ... I just love to watch a cock swaying up and down all by itself!" Her hand now began to rub lightly over Bull's own reawakening rod. He smiled down at his cock-hungry wife and groaned with sensual pleasure.
On the bed, Taco's head was now between Linda's legs, with his face buried deeply in her crotch, and his cock nodding over her wanton face. His powerful arms encircled the girl's graceful hips. Strong hands now buried themselves in the cheeks of her buttocks and raised her off the bed. She, too, encircled his waist with her arms and raised her head to kiss the thick bush of hair around his massive cock and balls. He stood erect then and faced the lewd couple watching.
His eyes closed ecstatically and they could see his nose between Linda's legs, which had encircled Taco's curly, black head and locked themselves around his neck. She hung upside down, and they saw her beautifully molded ass begin to churn against the man's torrid tongue. His huge penis throbbing beside her head quickly disappeared as one of her hands came around and gripped it firmly, leading the purple head to her mouth.
Bull's member had come fully awake now, and with strong impassioned gestures he tore off his clothes. Cindy, with her eyes on Bull now, also started undressing, but with the erotic precision of a beautiful whore. They moved together to the other bed and fell across it. Their mouths were glued together as their hands fell to the passionate work of rubbing, scratching, and molding the erogenous zones of each other's body.
Linda no longer hung from Taco's standing form. Her tempestuous and panting mouth on his prick had caused him to fall back onto the bed. His tongue was still buried within the honeyed walls of her pussy and was causing shudder after shudder to shake her slender body.
She, on the other hand, had begun to suck on his staff as if each moment were her last. Her greedy mouth rolled his erection from side to side in its moist suction while her fleshy, pointed tongue tickled his glands.
"Shit, baby! Hold on, will you?" Taco breathed, coming up for air. "If you don't slow down, I'm going to cum right down your throat instead of up your sweet snatch."
"Ummm, just get it on, Taco. I want to taste your cum!"
"Ahhh," Taco sighed in agreement as the hot urgings of orgasm pulsed up his rod. His juice came bursting down her throat and he twitched in painful ecstasy as her tongue kept licking and tickling over his prick tip. She smiled with feline joy as she controlled him for that instant, with his body hard and his breath caught in his throat.
She turned around to face him with the smile still on her face. Grinning back at her, he reached up and pinched her nipples dangling over his chest.
"You ain't through yet, you hot little bitch," he whispered fondly. "Sit on this rod of mine." Linda looked down and to her amazement found Taco's cock still hard and vibrating. This could get kind of frustrating, she thought to herself, to think you'd just taken care of a man and then find him all hard again! If it weren't so fucking wonderful, she added with a secret smile. Purring happily, she lowered her tight, wet pussy slowly down the length of his incredible prick. Her head lolled to the side as the shudders of fulfillment pulsed up her body from her cunt. Through her hair that fell wantonly across her flushed face she caught a glimpse of Cindy and Bull locked together on the other bed.
At nearly the same moment, Cindy and Bull broke apart. He was about to move down between her legs and begin eating her, when she whispered: "Hold on, sweetie. I've had enough of that for a while. What I want is that big beautiful thing buried in me as far as it will go." And she looked at him with the hint of a question in her eyes. "I want it dog-style ... Okay?"
So saying, she turned her back to him and raised herself on her hands and knees, pointing her well-shaped ass saucily in his direction. The thought of just ramming his cock up her asshole flitted across Bull's mind. But he had caught enough of Cindy's story at the breakfast table to know of her bad experience with the sadistic bellboy. So he felt that the consequences of his action might be more traumatic than their usual sexual family feud.
It's really too bad, he thought as he planted his large hands firmly on the finely molded buns of her fleshy ass. Even though Patti likes ass-fucking, Cindy's ass is somehow more suited—more provocative and enticing—like some beautiful swine.
These thoughts were flashing through Bull's mind as the head of his cock located the slit of her pussy. The slick, wet lips told him she wanted him badly, and he was more than ready. When the tip found the exact place of entry, he plunged himself deeply into her and was rewarded with a grunt of animal pleasure from his lovely wife. As he stroked, his balls banged lightly against the top of her mound and the building rhythm sent waves of ecstasy washing over both of them.
Meanwhile, Taco and Linda's own rhythm was bucking the two of them higher and higher. In unthinking ecstasy Linda had grabbed Taco's waist and her nails caught the soft folds of his abdomen. Taco was again pinching and slapping her breasts as they bobbed before him. Then he started kneading the flesh mounds in time to the contractions of Linda's glove-tight snatch around his organ.
"Oh, my God!" mumbled Linda writhing with the sheer pleasure of it. "Goddamn! Give me all you got!"
Moaning in abandonment, she threw herself at him with fervor. Her torso bucked up and curved down, swallowing almost two-thirds of the massive plunger with one leap. At the top of her buck she paused with her pussy contracted so tightly around the head of his staff that it almost popped out. Just before she thought she might lose it, she shimmied slowly down the entire length, shuddering with joy as she felt the cock pulse throughout her love box.
Her mouth hung open, and her eyes turned glassy. A small sound squeaked up from her open throat. Taco groaned and rammed his hips up off the bed, causing Linda to utter something close to a scream. She gripped his body tightly with her thighs and shook her breasts over him.
"Yes! Oh, God, yes, you beautiful man. Fuck me! Fuck me! Give me everything you've got. Nowwwwwww!!"
On the other bed, Cindy and Bull had become a perfectly synchronized fucking machine. With each long, deep thrust Cindy humped backward and flexed her vaginal muscles around the plunging tool of the bullish man. As he finished a stroke, the base of his belly buried itself between the buns of her ass, and he felt the tender flesh suck at his member. They had begun to sweat, and their bodies were slick. He reached forward and took hold of her pert, swinging tits, pulling and causing her spine to sway and her pussy to grow taut. With each drive, the head of his organ grazed her clit, and animal groans of passion hissed from between her clenched teeth.
"Ride me, Bull! Ride me like a cowboy rides a filly," Cindy gasped, as she thrust herself back harder at him. "Oh, what a stud! Come on, ride me free!!!"
Both couples were lost in a free-wheeling world of sensual delights. Taco and Linda faced each other and with slow, even strokes his cock twirled ever upward into her willing pussy.
And dog-style, Bull fucked Cindy with such passion that, at times, he threatened to drive her completely off the bed. With her breast meat filling his hands and her back arched almost to the breaking point, Cindy snorted and bucked, snorted and bucked.
Almost as if on cue from some impassioned musical conductor, both couples felt the beginnings of orgasm.
"Oh yes, oh yesss! Fuck me, fuck me ... Yes, yes, yes, I'm cummmmmmmminggggggggg! I'm CUMMMMMINNNNGGGG!!!!" Linda screamed and Taco joined her in a mindless, primitive wail. They climaxed simultaneously. With each hot shot, he exploded her sweet, tight cunt full of jism. With each blast, she shuddered with sheer joy. The tidal wave of her orgasm sent a light show sparkling behind her eyes and filling her mind. Suddenly, like a newly created vacuum, they stopped. And as bliss washed around them, they ceased their churning and were content.
At the same time, Bull and Cindy were reaching their goal. Driving himself madly into her ass, Bull sent hot cum burning into Cindy's cunt. With the first blast, the woman reached her own climax, and both of them collapsed to their sides; spent and blissfully fulfilled.