Chapter 8
When Cliff had the towel safely wrapped around his waist, he opened the door just a crack.
"Who is it?" he asked abruptly.
"Well I thought this was the place where Myrtle was," a man said.
"Myrtle who?" he asked him.
"Myrtle Cordova," the drunk slurred.
"You've got the wrong room," he said.
He slammed the door and locked it.
"Come on out," he called to Bruce and Wally and Marilyn. The three of them came out of the closet.
"I was about to fuck her in the closet," Bruce smiled.
"We would have saved time," she said, "if I'd dropped to my knees and pulled your peter to my mouth. But it was in the dark."
"That wouldn't matter none to me," Bruce laughed.
Marilyn went over to the bed and lay on her back. Bruce got on her and immediately started sucking on her breast.
"Get off her," Cliff complained, "we had a deal. A blow job for ten bucks. Slip her your cock and let's get it over with."
The boys in the other bedroom were making plenty of racket. He decided he'd better quiet them down if they were to continue without trouble. Going over to the door, he pulled it open.
"Look you guys," he said, "do you want to get the heat on us? Relax. Just look at those dirty fuck films and take it cool."
The boys agreed and he closed the door. When he turned around he observed that Bruce was on the bed poised and ready. However, he had rolled over on his back.
"I'd like you to crawl to me," he said. "Why don't you get down there between my thighs, honey and start licking."
Even though Cliff would have preferred having Bruce get on top he didn't want to object. He wanted to get each act over as hastily as possible.
It didn't take naked Marilyn long to position herself between Brace's spread thighs. Gently, she massaged her bosoms around his privates. It excited him when she pressed her bosoms next to his balls.
"Suck me," he said, "suck me down there, baby, and do it good."
She placed her hands under his buttocks and squeezed as she teased the head of his shaft with her tongue. Drawing it back and forth carefully, she got him so excited he was shaking.
"Hurry up," he begged her, "suck."
It wasn't taking her long now. The hot tongue finally dipped into the small slit of the head of his shaft. She could taste his crystal cum as he became excited.
"Go ahead and get your mouth over it," Bruce insisted.
Marilyn's pink lips opened and she allowed him to jab his cock into her mouth. Her cheeks sucked in as she energetically worked her head up and down over his shaft. Both her brother Wally and Cliff got stimulated watching her wild action.
"Eat me," he panted, "get the juice, baby. It's loaded. Those balls are getting bigger. Can't you see?"
Opening her eyes, Marilyn observed his balls swelling. Pulling her hands from beneath his ass cheeks, she played with his balls with one hand while she gripped his penis and held it with the other and continued her remarkable mouth movements.
"Eat it," he said, "hurry up, baby. Get it. I'm gonna shoot you a good load."
It didn't take him long to ram it down her throat.
"Oh, I'm getting my rocks off," Bruce said as he threw his head from one side to the other and reached down to guide her over his shaft while he exploded in her mouth.
Greedily, Marilyn gulped his love juice. She was hot for him now and delighted to give him what he wanted.
"Suck it off," he begged, "suck the juice, baby. Oh, ah, yes, baby, yes. Suck, suck it off."
Brace's creamy load tasted good to her mouth. When she had finished devouring him, she slipped off. Patting his behind she told him, "You tasted mighty good, Brace."
Brace thanked her and left, knowing that he had to allow the line-up of men to continue.
Doug walked in next. He was a well-hung black stud.
"I hope you're not prejudiced against black cock," he smiled.
"You don't have to worry about me none," she said, "it looks like a delicious licorice stick to me"
"That's what it is," he grinned.
She was a little bit taken aback when he stood there and told her, "I want you to get on your knees, honey, and suck my big black cock."
"She's been lying on her back," Cliff said. "She would get tired if she had to blow everybody from a kneeling position."
"Put a pillow on the floor," he said. "You can rest your knees on that pillow and then you can blow me."
Marilyn felt that she'd better go along with it She didn't want to stimulate any controversy.
"Sure I can do that," she giggled.
When she got to her knees she marveled at how long his cock was as it hung limp between his legs.
"You've got a mighty big prick, haven't you, honey?" she said.
"It's this long when it's soft," he said, "and you should see how big it gets when it's hard."
She was fascinated with it. It held excitement for her as she reached up to grope his balls and play with his penis.
"You do it real nice," he complimented her.
It wasn't swinging for long as it got harder every moment.
"Come on, suck me," he said. "Put your mouth on the head of it. It'll pop up if you do."
"No," she objected, "I want to see what it looks like when it's as long as you can get it."
"All right," he laughed. He was proud that he had such a big cock and he was eager to demonstrate for her what a fantastic fuck he could give her.
She stroked it with a good rhythmic hand movement.
Soon it was getting longer and longer.
"That's it," he said, "you see, it's getting longer."
Massaging his balls with one hand, she began some hard movements on his slippery black cock.
"Yes, yes," he panted, "that's what I like. Keep going, baby. Now you're doing it. Come on, baby, play with me."
As she got more stimulated by watching it grow, she got all the more anxious to slip her mouth over it.
"It's sweet as sugar," Doug grinned proudly.
Now she had it long and it was pointing at her. She let her tongue lick under it.
"Oh," he said, "I love that. Oh, baby, don't get your nails in there, just get your mouth over it."
It didn't take Marilyn long now to let her mouth slip over the head of his penis. Reaching down, Doug guided himself. Grabbing her head he arched it backward so he could give her a deep throat fuck.
"Oh, baby," he panted, as he pumped to her, "I like to see my black balls rolling on your chin. You're gonna love it.
The slick cock drove in and out of her mouth in rhythmic movements. Her hands reached for his black ass cheeks as she played with him. To both Wally and Cliff, who were watching carefully, it was an erotic sight to see her white hands grasping his black ass.
"Suck me," he said in a soft musical voice. "Suck me, baby. It's nine inches of good solid prick meat. Come on, sweetheart, suck me."
Doug continued thrusting his slippery cock in and out of her mouth. It wouldn't be much longer now. He enjoyed the sight of her on her knees. It gave him a feeling exaltation to see her bowing before him as she accepted his cock into her mouth.
"I got white cream in that black cock," he said enthusiastically. "You're gonna love it. Come on, baby, do your thing on my licorice stick."
She continued mouthing him. She would go to the base of his sturdy cock and then she would focus her mouth action on the head of it. Doug was getting so stimulated now that as her hands played about his buttocks and squeezed them, he trembled.
"Oh," he groaned, "I'm cuming. Go, girl, go. Eat it. Suck it. Get that prick juice."
Vigorously pulling her mouth back and forth on his shaft, she continued until he had finished shooting.
"Oh," she groaned excitedly, "that's it, baby. You've got it."
Marilyn's cheeks sucked in as she took the length of his black cock and let him unload.
When he finished he pulled out proudly and smiled at Cliff and Wally.
"She gives good head," he nodded. Then looking at Marilyn he asked her confidentially, "Did I taste sweet to you?"
"You were good, Doug," she nodded, as she got to her feet, picked up the pillow and went back to the bed.
She was beginning to wonder if it would ever end. How much sperm could she take? As soon as Doug had gone back in, Allan turned and followed.
"Hey, baby," Allan said, "I hear you're Miss Hot Mouth."
"Yeah," Cliff laughed, "we're going to enter her in the Miss Hot Mouth of the world contest. Can't you see it now? They would have all of these guys from all these countries and all of these dames fucking and sucking like crazy. It would be wild. The chick would win the prize who could get the guy off the quickest."
"What would the prize be?" Marilyn laughed.
"Something cool," Cliff chuckled, "like a trip to a Turkish whorehouse so she could learn everything."
Marilyn laughed as Allan lay beside her.
"How do you want it, honey?" she asked him.
"I'd really like to stick it up that nice ass of yours," he told her.
"This is confined to head jobs," Cliff reminded him.
"Sure," he said, "go down on me, baby."
He lay on his back and raised his legs. Slipping a pillow under his ass, he told her, "Get down there, honey and start licking. My balls are on fire."
Allan was a sandy haired boy with freckles. He looked like the Ail-American boy and she was eager to give him what he required. He had a muscular body like a young football player and she wanted to see if she could give him the fuck he required. She didn't have to do one thing to get him hard, as he already had a big hard-on.
"Why don't you lick my balls, too?" he smiled as she crouched at his crotch.
"All right," she agreed.
Gingerly letting her tongue slip around his testicles, she pumped his penis rhythmically. He loved it so much his ass wiggled about. She was tempted to lick his ass. However, Cliff reminded her that she was to confine her sexual activity to his cock. However, something happened that gave her an opportunity to do as she pleased. Apparently, there was fighting over something in the next bedroom. Both Wally and Cliff felt that they had to go in to find out what was happening. Leaving her alone with Allan gave her an opportunity to let her tongue slide all around his ass cheeks. He became so excited he panted, "Go ahead. Suck my asshole."
Grasping him tightly, she let the tongue flip up his asshole. He became so stimulated he could hardly stand it. She pumped on his penis while she sucked his ass.
"This is the best rim and jerk job I ever got," he panted.
"Suck my asshole," he begged her, "suck. Suck, baby, suck."
The hot tongue stabbed in there with vigor.
"Yes," he panted, "that's the way to do it. Keep it going."
She pumped her tongue up his asshole in rhythmic movements. At the same time she kept pace with her hand on his cock. His balls pulled up and down as his ass wiggled about while her tongue invaded his intimate channel. When she observed that he was starting to drip, she realized it was time to apply her mouth to his penis.
"Get your mouth on my prick," he panted. "Hurry up."
It didn't take her long to let her tongue slide up the underside of his penis and cap it with her mouth.
"Suck it," he told her, "suck." She worked her mouth up and down his penis, determined to bring him there quickly.
"Oh, yes," he panted, "that's what I like Oh, suck me, baby. Don't stop. That's it Now you're doing it. Oh, ah, yes, yes, eat my cock."
The hot sperm erupted from his penis head as he shot her a good load. She observed that Allan's juice tasted a little bitter. It was amazing to her how each man had a different taste. It was interesting and fascinating to her to discover the variety of taste that sperm could possess. She was becoming a sperm lover, completely hooked on cock eating.
"Ohhh, Ahhh," he groaned in delight, "keep that up, baby. Yes, yes, keep it up."
The hot cream poured down her throat as he finished shooting. When she pulled off, her brother and Cliff returned.
"Did you give him a good blow job?" Wally asked.
"Sure did, lover," she told him.
Just then Allan got to his feet.
"I guess we have to get this show on the road," he told her.
"I need a breather," she said, "I really wish I had something to drink."
"I'll go get you something," Cliff said.
"Where are you going to get it?" she demanded.
"I know how," he told her. "All I have to do is stand outside a liquor store. If I stand there and see somebody come, I'll tell them I'll give them a couple of bucks if they'll go in and get me a bottle."
"Good luck," she said, "I need something to go on. It's getting me sick. How many guys have I had?"
"You're almost to the halfway point," Wally told her.
Cliff was slipping into his shorts and his pants. Putting on his shirt, socks and shoes, he hastily got out of the room. That left her alone with Wally. Wally went into the other room to explain to the boys that she needed a break. The boys let out a low moan of disgust that they had to delay their sexual activity, however, Wally explained that she couldn't continue unless she had something to drink.
Wally came back and lay on the bed with her.
"I'm sorry I ever agreed to do this," she declared. "It gets sickening after awhile."
"Judging from the way you went after that black dude's dick," he laughed, "it wasn't sickening to you."
"That's the funny think," she said. "When I'm doing it I enjoy it But once it's over, I hate myself."
"You shouldn't hate yourself, Marilyn," Wally told his sister, "we're just having a good time. We're throwing over inhibitions that we shouldn't have had in the first place."
"Well I'm not very inhibited any more," she admitted. "It's funny, I look at a guy and I size him up as a screw. I wonder how much juice he has in his cock. I wonder if his balls are big. I want to know if his cock is thick. It's terrible. You realize I can't go on like this."
"Knock it off, sis," he said, "you're making a big thing out of nothing. You know that guys are forever getting dames to have sex with. You gals say that you want to be equal. Here's your chance. You can have a charge out of sex with a lot of different fellows just like we get a charge out of sex with a lot of different girls."
"But gals are different," she explained, "we're more sensitive."
Wally threw his head back and laughed.
"That's a lot of bull crap," he said. "You just think you are. You gals are made of cast iron. You put on a big act when you cry over this or that But you can get as mad as hell when you don't get your way and you know it. When it comes to sex you are bordering on a nympho.
Why don't you admit it?"
For a moment she was taken aback by what he had said. She was so stunned and shocked she froze.
"Am I right?" he countered, not letting her off the hook for a second.
"You're dead wrong," she said, "dead wrong and you know it."
"The hell I am," he told her. "I'm dead right and you know it."
"How did you figure that I was so crazy about sex?" she demanded.
"Oh, just something about the way you make over a guy when you get an opportunity," he explained. "Some dames you have to force. You don't have to be forced. You want everything. And you'll do anything. That little tongue of yours will suck ass, lick cock and you want to swallow it, A lot of women won't do it. You will. And it's what you need. There's nothing wrong with it. It takes all types."
"What does that crack mean?" Marilyn asked her brother.
"It means that we need women who want more than one man."
Marilyn thought about that a moment. Perhaps her brother was right. Maybe she was taking it all too seriously.
"I guess you could be right!" she admitted, nodding. Just then Cliff came in with the liquor. He was carrying a bottle of bourbon and a bottle of Seven-Up and some ice cubes as well
"I'm glad you're back," Marilyn smiled.