Chapter 5
Shan thought Lee made a good listener. He sat, head cocked to one side, on the divan while she told him one dreary story after another about her childhood. She had come from a broken home, she said, and her father's drinking habits had helped to break her family apart. She'd gotten pregnant at the age of sixteen, but a friend had helped to arrange an abortion. "Know what modeling's meant to me? A chance, that's what. A chance to make something solid out of my life."
"Then what about...." Scanlon checked himself.
"The parties?" Shan shrugged her shoulders. "They're nothing. I like the fees, that's all. I can use the money. And occasionally, like now, I meet someone I like. And he makes me...."
Two knocks sounded at the door, interrupting Shan.
Lee had started to unbutton his shirt. "Christ! Who's that? Not a boy friend, I hope."
Shan laughed. "No, of course not. That's someone from across the hall-I think. She must have heard you arrive an hour ago and now she wants to see what's popping."
Scanlon chuckled in relief. "She's too late-unless you want to start fucking all over again."
Start fucking over again? Shan found the idea attractive. She went to the door and, without opening it, called out, "Who's there?"
"It's me-Roxie," someone said. "Please let me in. I have something to tell you."
Shan unlocked the door to admit the only friend she had in the building. Roxie was a long-limbed redhead with a voluptuous figure and breasts too generous for a girl her size. She worked occasionally as a photographer's model, although Shan wasn't sure of her real occupation. She knew only that they shared the same life-styles, even the same men. Once they had shared the same man for a year-without telling him, of course.
"Come in, honey," Shan said. "I want you to meet a sweet guy. Or do you know him already?" Roxie, she remembered, had been at the last party, on a trial basis.
The latter studied Lee, who looked back with interest and nodded politely. "Yes, I know him. Lee something-or-other. Glad to see you again, darling."
"We're resting from our 'recent exertions,' " Shan explained. "Lee can explain, if you don't understand."
Scanlon shook his head. "I have to cut out. I'm supposed to meet someone." But he licked his lips as he said it.
Roxie laughed.
"Sit down and help yourself to a drink," Shan invited.
"I hope I'm not breaking anything up," Roxie said as she sat down on the divan next to Lee. She leaned over and began fixing herself a Scotch and soda.
"No, we're just resting," Shan said, sitting on the other side of Lee and picking up her drink. "Lee's going to make that party Saturday night with us," she added. "Isn't that a groove?"
"Terrif," Roxie exclaimed. She tipped up her glass for a swallow. "We not only have fun with a great bunch of people, we make a lot of money, too. I can't imagine a better set-up."
Shan swirled the ice in her glass, wondering if she should make her next disclosure. She decided that she should. "Remember the guy I was telling you about, Roxie, honey? Mel Martin? The pilot?"
The other girl nodded. "What about him?"
"Well, we had a date earlier this evening." Shan glanced quickly at Lee. She saw no change of expression on his face. He wasn't the possessive type. "He's going to try to bring some new people. He'll let me know tomorrow morning."
Lee looked suspiciously at her. "Did you clear him with Laurens? You know how careful he is about the meat he throws to his wife."
The two girls cracked up. "Be serious, darling, and let me explain," Shan stated. "If someone doesn't 'scout' new talent for the parties, we'll all be out in the cold. Understand?"
Lee shrugged. "I can always find a girl-or guy. It's not that hard."
"They have to be beautiful ... and well-built," Shan reminded him.
Lee grinned. "Most of mine are. The girls, anyway."
"Then get in touch with some of them and let me know where I can reach them, if they're interested," Shan urged. She was under pressure from Laurens to find new faces.
Roxie was staring at Lee's midsection. She seemed to like the way a few blond hairs were creeping over his shorts just below his navel. So intent was she on the observation that she hadn't noticed the way, the silent, amused way, that Shan was watching her.
"Stand up, honey," Shan said to Lee.
He looked quizzically at her, but he got to his feet. "Who do I salute?" he quipped, holding himself erect.
Before he could stop her, Roxie had yanked his shorts down.
"What is this?" he demanded, flushing with anger.
"She saw you at the party, but not enough of you," Shan laughed. "Give her a break."
Lee relented and let Roxie minutely inspect his prick and balls. But he flushed under the ordeal.
Roxie's eyes widened as she saw his limp prick. She reached over and squeezed the tip, felt it grow in her hand. Then she smiled and looked over at Shan. "Perhaps we should have a dress rehearsal for the party-or an undressed rehearsal. Know what I mean?"
Lee gazed down the top of Roxie's silk blouse at her deep cleavage. "That's the best idea I've heard in five minutes. And it beats drinking ourselves into a stupor."
Roxie stood up and began removing her lounging outfit. Shan walked behind her friend and helped her remove her bra. "Get ready for a treat, Lee, honey. Roxie has the largest breasts in town." She drew away the bra, revealing Roxie's luscious tits and her huge, reddish-brown nipples.
"And how," Scanlon agreed, eyeing Roxie's boobs hungrily. He leaned forward to kiss the tips of her huge tits. "Dimensions, please."
Roxie smiled. "They measure forty-one inches. And my waist is only twenty-two."
Lee hesitated and glanced at Shan. He didn't want to proceed further unless everyone was agreeable.
Shan inclined her head. "Go ahead. We're all friends."
Lee became more excited as he stripped Roxie of her flimsy briefs. When she stepped out of them, he stared his fill. He had seen a lot of asses in his time, but Roxie's buttocks were fabulous. The cheeks were firm and rounded, and fairly quivered with life.
"What are we waiting for?" Shan remarked. "We have all the ingredients for an orgy right here."
Roxie slipped out of her shortie. Lee reached out with both arms, gathering the girls up and pulling them close to him. His hands gripped their warm asscheeks. Then they were all kissing and licking each other's faces.
Lee pulled back first. He caught Shan's eye. "Come on. Let's give this girl a lesson."
Shan smiled and nodded. She grabbed Roxie's arm. Lee took her other arm. Together they pulled her into the bedroom. Roxie landed on the middle of the bed, legs flying apart. Lee seized one of her legs and Shan the other one, spreading her cunt wide open.
"What are you two doing to me?" Roxie giggled. "Whatever it is, don't stop. I love it."
Shan and Lee began kissing the buxom girl simultaneously, trailing a string of wet kisses down the back of her thighs and knees. They bumped heads as Lee stabbed his tongue between her legs, nibbling at her fleshy cunt.
Shan settled back to watch. She loved to view the act of love when others were providing the effort.
Stretching out so that her face was opposite his throbbing prick, Lee buried his face in Roxie's sweet-smelling pussy, mouthing the velvety softness first, then letting his tongue find and separate the soft, moist lips of her slit. No sooner had he begun licking at her clitoris in tiny, quick jabs that made her moan with excitement than Roxie's mouth closed wetly around his cock.
Sucking frantically, they ate each other. The bursting point came a few seconds later. Roxie writhed with pleasure in her orgasm, while Lee sucked in the juices that oozed from her dripping cunt.
Shan was awe-struck at the expression on Lee's face when the cum shot up the length of his straining cock, gushing forth in thick globs. Roxie swallowed his sperm unhesitatingly, as fast as it discharged into her mouth, until their climaxes had finished and both were momentarily numb with satisfaction.
They slumped apart in exhaustion.
"Is that all?" Shan inquired, lighting a cigarette.
Lee glared at her. "Have a heart," he groaned. "This is only a rehearsal. I need to save myself for the real fucking."
Shan winked at Roxie. "Correction. We need to be sure about you, Lee, darling."
"Give me a minute," he begged.
She gave him three. "Now show us what you can do."
Squirming beneath Lee, Roxie locked him between her thighs so tightly he couldn't escape. She lifted her buttocks and offered her cunt to him, all the cunt that a healthy man could want to fuck.
"Oh, I want your cock inside me!" she taunted. "God, how I want that beautiful, long, hard prick inside me! Don't you dare waste your cum on anyone else. Just stab my pussy with your big, pointed prick. Fuck me!"
Lee left off licking her breasts. He settled himself comfortably between her thighs supporting himself on hands and knees.
Shan stubbed out her cigarette and leaned forward, eager to see his cock entering Roxie's cunt.
Roxie strained toward him, hands clawing at his back, fingernails gouging bloody trails across his shoulders. Lee placed the tip of his cock between her cunt-lips and went plunging into her heated moistness in a single thrust. Roxie shuddered as his bloated prick slid in to the maximum.
"That's terrif, you seven-inch stallion!" she babbled. "You feel wonderful inside my cunt, darling! I hope you never take your cock out again! Never!"
Shan listened to this proof of her friend's arousal, then wondered if she ever said such things while under the influence of a man.
Lee began moving his prick slowly in and slowly out of her snapping cunt, making each stroke as unhurried as he could. From the way his eyes were closed, he appeared to be restraining himself by thinking of something else.
"No cheating," Shan said sternly. "You must think only about her cunt. Do I have to remind you of the rules, Lee, honey?"
"No!" he gasped. He launced into a steady pile-driving. Conversation between him and his partner became little more than a series of grunts, gasps, and heavy breathing as he pumped away, letting his ejaculation come boiling along the length of his shaft. When it reached the tip, he began vigorously driving his prick into her pussy. Roxie responded by lifting her buttocks for each stroke, permitting him to drive himself deeper into her box.
"Almost-there!" Scanlon groaned, then he slammed into her one last time. He thrashed out a mighty climax.
Roxie came, miraculously, at the very same instant. Shan heard her shrill cries of pleasure fade away as Roxie's fists drummed a tattoo on Lee's back. Shan felt flushed with heat, even though no one was touching her. She began applauding as the two finished and fell apart. "Bravo. You were both magnificent. Nelson's Estates has never seen the likes of you before." Nelson's Estates, as all three of them knew, was the site of Saturday's party.
Lee Scanlon's head wobbled in a combination of fatigue and drunkenness. "Did you have to remind me? I may have to take a bye if you two don't quit fucking me. Honest."
Shan laughed in delight. "Isn't he modest, Rox? Actually he could fuck me twice and still have something left over. Couldn't you, Lee?"
"No!" he declared, looking about for his clothes. "I'm going home."
Shan was disappointed. She had hoped he might take time to fuck her once more. She knew that she could fuck him at the party, but it wouldn't be the same. "You're horrid, Lee."
"No, just smart." He tugged on his shorts and reached for his pants. "I was born with a lot of prick, but why squander it? Besides...." He shrugged, leaving the words unsaid.
"Besides, you aren't being paid," Shan finished, smiling.
"Right." Lee had his shirt on now. He looked for his shoes, then remembered that he had left them in the living room.
Shan sighed, glancing at Roxie. The younger girl had fallen asleep right. She was snoring softly.
"And you men accuse us of being mercenary. How unfair."
Lee grinned. "Yes, isn't it?" He went to find his shoes. "See you, Saturday."
Shan hoped so. She wanted to fuck him again.